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Jeon Jeongguk x (F) Reader

summary⥗“Lose the top, or lose the right to present yourself in any low back gown for the next three months.” He truly knew the way to your heart. tags⥗richboy!jk, -3 knowledge of how vacations work, domestic love!!!, outdoor sex, unprotected sex, fingering, jk’s white ass cheeks mention wc⥗5.9k u ever randomly get inspired for the first time in 2 months and write a whole fic in one night anyway enjoy

There were many perks to dating the heir of your city’s top conglomerate, the endless showering of gifts being one of them, but your favorite thing about your boyfriend wasn’t his overflowing pockets or his secure future, but the lovesick look in his eyes when you told him how much you loved him.

Jeongguk was an enigma.

He was born to be the stereotypical rich boy that authors of teen fiction could only dream of, his looks suitable for magazine covers and his brains destined for top-notch universities. His bloodline was carefully crafted by generations before him, every marriage carefully planned and executed with the ultimate goal to preserve their place in society as apex predators. In fact, Jeongguk’s entire life had been one big script his family had carefully pushed him along, from the fencing classes he took to the hiring of the nation’s best nannies to care for him, all subtle enough for him to not complain but demanding enough that he knew what was going on.

The only thing they hadn’t planned in Jeongguk’s life was him meeting you.

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baecation

Jeon Jeongguk x (F) Reader

summary⥗“Lose the top, or lose the right to present yourself in any low back gown for the next three months.” He truly knew the way to your heart. tags⥗richboy!jk, -3 knowledge of how vacations work, domestic love!!!, outdoor sex, unprotected sex, fingering, jk’s white ass cheeks mention wc⥗5.9k u ever randomly get inspired for the first time in 2 months and write a whole fic in one night anyway enjoy

There were many perks to dating the heir of your city’s top conglomerate, the endless showering of gifts being one of them, but your favorite thing about your boyfriend wasn’t his overflowing pockets or his secure future, but the lovesick look in his eyes when you told him how much you loved him.

Jeongguk was an enigma.

He was born to be the stereotypical rich boy that authors of teen fiction could only dream of, his looks suitable for magazine covers and his brains destined for top-notch universities. His bloodline was carefully crafted by generations before him, every marriage carefully planned and executed with the ultimate goal to preserve their place in society as apex predators. In fact, Jeongguk’s entire life had been one big script his family had carefully pushed him along, from the fencing classes he took to the hiring of the nation’s best nannies to care for him, all subtle enough for him to not complain but demanding enough that he knew what was going on.

The only thing they hadn’t planned in Jeongguk’s life was him meeting you.

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your power | BOSS jeon jungkook au

summary | the new boss at your company is hot, tatted, young, and you seem to be just his type

warnings | idk, smut, fluff, office romance, Director!jungkook x office worker! Y/n, fingering, doggy, ass slap (lowkey an ass man but he loves both), grinding, dry humping, oral (f), he wears a condom, rough, pet names

“Please be sure to welcome our newest and youngest Director of the company, Director Jeon!”

You clapped along with everyone else. You checked the time on your watch again for the billionth time in the last ten minutes. Why did there need to be a welcoming ceremony? You barely paid attention to the man as he took stage and gave his own introduction.

“Oh God I could just sit on his face.” You turned quickly, your coworkers chatting away over the new President. One of them met your eye and shrugged, “I’m just saying, he’s not what I had in mind when they said we’d be getting a new boss.”

You looked away from her, Jisoo, and to the front finally getting a good look at him. He was tall, broad and tatted. You could see hints of tattoos on his hand that he very obviously didn’t care enough to cover. That wasn’t all, he had facial piercings too and so many hoop earrings adorning his ears.

“Maybe I should turn in a project late so he could scold me,” Jisoo continued making the three of you laugh. Jimin, who had been sitting between you two leaned into your side, “I guess your appearance doesn’t matter when you’re the Chairman’s only son.”

Everything past the ceremony dragged on, you were cooped up at your desk doing some final adjustments on some project and everything from this morning was suddenly forgotten.

For the first week with a new boss there weren’t really any changes. You haven’t even seen Director Jeon since the ceremony so you really didn’t even think you’d be personally affected by the change in authority. You checked your phone again, your friend’s name displayed.

hobi: dinner tonight? on me

A smile came to your face along with a slight blush as you hurried to respond and get back to work. Your department manager had an important meeting this week with the other managers and Director so she’s asked you to write the presentation for her. You spent almost all afternoon finishing up the final draft and you were the last to leave the office that afternoon. You pushed on the elevator button repeatedly until the doors began to open. It was late and you were hoping there weren’t that many people here anymore. You needed to rush home, put your things away and then meet up with your friend.

Your eyes widened for a moment as you quickly bowed and stood in the corner of the elevator pushing the first floor. You avoided staring back at the Director but fuck was he even hotter in person. Jisoo and Jimin haven’t left your ears gossiping about anything and everything they’ve heard about him.

‘Apparently he has six cars and a house in Tokyo!’

‘I heard he has a woman for every day of the week.’

‘Rumor has it that’s he’s already let go of four employees just because they didn’t greet him.’

You jumped, phone almost slipping from your hands as you rushed to answer, a low whisper as if you’d get in trouble for being on the phone even if you were off, “Hello?”

“Hey! I just got home, I’ll be at the restaurant in about 30, are you off yet?” Your friend asked you through the phone as you glanced to the side finding Director Jeon staring blankly ahead.

“Yeah, I just have to go home and change and then I’ll meet you there, okay?” You whispered hanging up with a goodbye. You could hear someone clearing their throat behind you and when you turned your new boss was staring at you.

Director Jeon wasn’t dumb, he knows all about the rumors that have been circulating around him, some true some false. He didn’t care enough to address them so he just let them be. He’s had too much on his plate his first week to worry about what his employees thought about him. And not to sound arrogant or anything but he didn’t give a damn what they had to think of him. He will admit that he has never been opposed to a relationship with an employee but nobody has ever captured his attention. They were all too eager or too forward, mostly to probably get a raise and he didn’t like that. He liked the chase.

He tried to keep his gaze forward but the reflection of an employee on the elevator doors was a little too tempting to ignore. He glanced over to you, fitted skirt, heels, thin blouse. Your legs looked long, he could see a bit of your calf muscle tensed as you spoke on the phone. A boyfriend, maybe? He’s not sure, what he does know is that you were an attractive woman and what was the reason for you being at work so late? Usually only him and some managers stayed behind but from the looks of your name tag you couldn’t be more than a regular associate.

“Sir,” his assistant cleared his throat as the elevator dinged opening the doors. You walked out before him giving him a good view of the away of your hips with each step you took. He let his assistant lead him in the opposite direction and that was it. You were a nice little treat for his eyes this afternoon.

The next time he saw you he was a little taken by surprise. This was just supposed to be a meeting between him and the department leaders for a new project in play. He was surprised when department leader, Soomin said one of her associates would be leading the presentation. And imagine the look on his face when the woman from the elevator stood in front of him looking delicious.

“So, why is she doing a presentation I asked you to do?” He couldn’t help himself, the look of distress that flashed in your eyes at the end of your presentation when he addressed Soomin. The department leader looked flustered or embarrassed but Jungkook didn’t back down, “Don’t tell me she was more competent than you.”

He stood up fixing his suit as he walked to the front, eyes locked on yours. You were pretty, no, you were hot. Really fucking hot and if this was a movie he’d be pushing you onto the conference table and taking you right there. He stuck his hand out to you as you shook it nervously while he met Soomin’s gaze before looking back to you not letting go of your hand, “What’s your name again?”

It was Y/n L/n, employee number 009036, in the researched department team B. He remembered reading your name tag just a couple days before in the elevator where he asked to figure out who you were. He just wanted to hear you talk to him directly.

“Y/n L/n, Mr. Director. Sir.” He couldn’t help but smile over how clearly flustered you were and released your hand. He looked to Soomin, “I’m going to be borrowing Ms. L/n for the Vante project, clearly she’s done the research for you and will know the most about the venue.”

Or he was choosing her because he thought she was hot, either or, and or. It didn’t matter you clearly knew what you were doing and maybe having a pretty face was just a plus for him.

“This is good for you!” Jimin had basically squeaked at your desk when he heard the news, “This could mean a promotion if you do good. And on top of that you’re going to get to work front and center with Director Jeon!”

“What? When does the Director ever work on these sort of things?” You asked him. He was sitting on your desk flipping through the folder you had presented with, “Apparently this Vante artist is a close friend of his so he’ll be overseeing everything.”

The next day you arrived to a file on your desk. Your name printed neatly in pretty gold font on the cover of the black leather folder and when you opened it inside was everything you’d need to know for this project.

“Ms L/n?” When you looked up you found the Director’s assistant standing before you, “The Director has requested a meeting before lunch today to discuss the Vante exhibit with everyone on the team. You will meet at 11:15 and after the meeting will attend a group lunch.”

He left before you could ask any questions. When you left for the meeting later in the day you were surprised to find place cards for everyone, and you were unfortunately fortunate enough to be seated to the right of Director Jeon.

Jungkook wasn’t even paying attention. How could he when you were looking so pretty with the end of your G2 pen tapping against your plump lips red from biting down on them. He tried to listen to whichever team member spoke but he couldn’t help it. “And what do you think, Ms L/n?” He asked looking over to you as you tried to be quiet and ignored in your seat, “Do you like the color scheme Mr. Choi has picked?”

“Yes, I, yeah,” you looked down at your own notes and Jungkook went ahead and took them away from you, “It looks like you have something else in mind. Go ahead and share.”

“Well,” you licked your lips looking at everyone, “I just think we should avoid using any pop of color in the exhibit just because Vante’s art pieces tend to use primary and secondary colors. I think a simple white and black will help make his pieces pop.”

“Yes I agree,” Jungkook cleared his throat, “A black and white contemporary look will look great. Good job, Miss L/n.”

The lunch wasn’t as awful as you thought it’d be. Since there wasn’t assigned seating this time around you took the liberty in sitting the farthest from the Director as your table allowed and spent more time on your phone than anything else. At one point you disappeared into the bathroom to answer a call when you overheard something you wished you hadn’t.

“God, did you see the way that rookie on team B was basically begging for the Director’s attention? What was her name again, Y/n?”

“She probably slept with him, how else would she be put on the project if this is his close friend. Our leader said only the most experienced associates were assigned to this.”

You opened the stall door, looking at your own reflection as the women that had just been talking about you greeted you with a stutter. You washed your hands ignoring them as they hurried to leave.

“If you’re insecure about your own work progress just say that,” you mumbled as you passed them again on your way to the table, “Or at least don’t try and spread rumors around just because you’re incompetent.”

“D-Director Jeon!”

Fuck. Did he just hear you or are they playing a prank on you.

“We are all ready to get going,” his voice was deep and directly behind you but you were too scared to turn around. What if he was going to scold you because he read it wrong? “You should get on your way as well,” he cleared his throat and in an instant the two were off to get their things. You turned around avoiding his gaze as you hurried to the table where your bag was. Had he followed you three? Why didn’t he just send his assistant to rally everyone up?

“I do hope your professionalism improves,” He said as he walked alongside you as you retrieved your things. God, so he did hear.

“Yes, of course, I apologize for my rudeness,” you pushed your hair behind your ears pretending like you couldn’t see the way he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

Jungkook played it cool for a couple days. His days were busy attending stupid banquets and parading around like his father intended him to. Even after the years he avoided him he was still forced into a life he didn’t want. The tattoos and piercings he wore so well were just a small sign of what he wished to do. He never wanted to take over the business but what choice did he have.

If this were up to him he’d be backpacking through Southeast Asia with a pretty girl, definitely not wasting his time at the company his father built. He wasn’t even that old, only 24 and his life was already all planned out for him. He was dragged back from his ‘gap year’ to work here and he had hated it. Except now he had something to look forward to. Call it an office crush but he liked you. Obviously he didn’t like you enough just yet but getting to see your face definitely brightened his mood. A lot of his female employees were attractive but there was something different about you. Something about the way you hated being so close to him, probably hated the attention it brought but he didn’t mind. He was an attractive man, he knew this just as well as anybody else, and by the couple times he’s caught you staring at his lip ring he was almost positive he intrigued you.

And yes, he knows he shouldn’t mix business with pleasure but he just couldn’t help it. You looked so pretty and innocent even though he was sure you weren’t. You were probably just shy and hated taking a leadership role. He spent way too much time looking over your application but at least he had some background on you. You were a couple years younger, a rookie in the company but your experience and education was good. He told himself he was going to ignore it and try and get work done but he couldn’t help but bring you along to the exhibit venue that following week.

“One of his statues will go here,” Jungkook listened closely as one of the workers tried explaining the warehouse and its layout. It was big and as white as snow. There were rectangular pillars and tables covered in white and when he looked at you he found you snapping pictures. He watched as you uploaded them to your tablet where you had stickers of V’s work so you could start laying out the floor plan. He couldn’t help but smile a little, he knew you’d be of use.

“Are we looking at a different venue?” You asked nervously as you sat in the back of the black car Jungkook was driven around in. This was a private matter today, something he could’ve easily done himself but he couldn’t help but want to spend time with you so he dragged you along with. He shook his head, “No, we’re going for lunch, on me for your hard work.”

It was awkward, or well no you were awkward. You couldn’t stop fidgeting in your seat but you couldn’t help it. He was looking at you so intently and you couldn’t understand why. Why was your new boss focusing on you? Surely he had women on speed dial and if he didn’t he’d probably have a girlfriend or fiancé he’s promised to so what’s the deal? You weren’t even the best employee so why was he wasting his time with a lowly associate like you?

“Are you always this quiet? Or do I make you nervous?” He asked with a slight chuckle as the waitress left with your orders. You shook your head pushing your hair behind your ear, “So, is the team going to wear company badges for the banquet, Director Jeon?”

He cleared his throat and pushed his slicked hair back again, “Speak casual with me when we’re alone.”

“Director Jungkook, I mean.”

“Just Jungkook,” he said pouring water into your glass despite your protests, “And what team?”

“What do you mean? Isn’t the entire team going to the banquet? A chance to meet Vante before the exhibit?” You asked. Earlier today before you left the venue Jungkook had informed you that you’d be going to a charity banquet at the end of the month where some of Vante’s pieces would be displayed. You had assumed you were being invited because the whole team would be invited.

“No, just you and just me,” he cleared his throat watching as you poured him some water, “Wouldn’t you like to meet the artist?”

“Of course but,” you frowned looking away from him and thanking the waitress as your food came. You looked down at the dish, definitely not what you ordered but whatever. Jungkook looked down at the mushroom pasta, completely different than the shrimp Alfredo you had ordered. He looked at the waitress as she set his meal in front of him with a polite smile on her face, “That’s not what she ordered. She asked for Alfredo Shrimp pasta.”

“It’s alright Director J—“ “Just Jungkook dear, and no it’s not fine. You asked for Alfredo Shrimp so please bring the right dish,” Jungkook handed the dumbstruck waitress nodding her head nervously as she ran back to the kitchen with the plate.

“I would’ve eaten whatever,” you mumbled to yourself not loud enough to confront him since he was still your boss. He also still hadn’t answered your question so you pressed forward again, “So why isn’t the rest of the team going to the banquet?”

“Because I wasn’t going to ask for more invitations when it’s unnecessary,” he cleared his throat crossing his arms over his chest, “Unless of course you’d like to give up your invite and give it to someone else, but I do think I’d find it more enjoyable if you were there.”

“Director Jeon, I don’t think,” you stopped. What were you even going to say? What did he mean by his last comment? Why was he being so forward, correcting your meal and inviting you only?

Your phone buzzed on the table as you rushed to turn it off. Jungkook was quick to take a peak, the name ‘Hobi <3’ written clearly. His jaw tended just slightly as the phone rang again, “Go ahead and answer. Your boyfriend wouldn’t like for you to keep him waiting.”

Okay, he could’ve been smoother than that. Usually he didn’t have to even question anything. A woman would attach themselves to his arm and all he’d have to do is give her attention. With you he’s working on getting closer to you but you’re only seeing this as a business proposal. You’re completely missing the point in his actions but that’s fine. As long as he’s sure you don’t have a boyfriend. When you didn’t deny his assumption and instead ran off to answer he could feel pressure on his chest.

“I’m having lunch with the Director, what is it?” You asked looking back to Jungkook who was thanking the waitress for bringing back your correct meal. You barely noticed that he hadn’t touched his food once and now you wondered if he was waiting for you so you could eat together.

“I have a date tonight by your place, if it doesn’t go fine do you think I can crash at yours so I don’t have to drive so late?” He asked you. Rolling your eyes you nodded your head and quickly agreed before saying goodbye and hanging up.

“Was he upset?” Jungkook asked when you returned to the table. You shook your head looking down at your plate, “No. He was just letting me know he was going to spend the night at my place.”

Jungkook’s tongue poked against his cheek as he raised his glass to his lips trying to ignore the sudden annoyance he was feeling, “How long have you two been seeing each other.”

“We’ve been friends for eight years,” you said completely unaware of the face he was giving you, “We’re not together. He’s just a friend, he was actually telling me he had a date tonight. He’s already planning on if it goes bad he’ll just crash at mine.”

Jungkook gave a tight smile, “Let’s finish lunch, Y/n, it’s getting late.”

“He 100% wants to fuck you,” Jimin chuckled as he looked around your apartment holding his wine glass carefully, “Why else is he giving you such special treatment?”

You invited Jimin and Jisoo over on the night of the charity banquet. Correction, they invited themselves. You didn’t mind though considering you needed some other perspectives. Jungkook had gotten your address from your application and today you received a package. It was a beautiful (expensive) champagne fitted dress and heels along with a note:

‘I hope you don’t mind, I’ve taken the liberty to find you a dress for tonight. I will come to pick you up at 7:00pm. —Jeon Jungkook’

“I’m telling you this is a date,” Jisoo said zipping up your dress as Jimin wolf whistled at you agreeing with her, “Oh my god this is so Fifty Shades of Gray!”

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes as you fixed some final pieces in your hair. Jimin shrugged, “I’m just saying. Either that or some What’s Wrong with Secretary Kim, I’m just saying he’s definitely into you.”

“He can have anyone he wants, I promise you he’s just doing this because he’s nice.”

“I just looked it up and he bought you a 2,300$ dress. If he’s this nice to everyone than I must be blind because anytime I see him at work he’s an asshole,” Jisoo shrugged, “I’m not kidding, the other day he made this girl cry because she ran into him and I don’t know what he said to her but she ran away crying.”

“He just fired Choi Sunghoon from the Food department because he gave him his meat well done when he asked for medium rare!” Jimin pointed out reminding you of your lunch the other day when he was quick to correct your order. You kept that to yourself though.

There were wrong and you sure as hell weren’t going to put your job in jeopardy by having a crush on your boss. You did not have the money to switch jobs if it got too uncomfortable. You were lucky enough that they wanted to hire a 21 year old fresh out of college.

“You look beautiful tonight,” Jungkook had said as he stood in front of your building. His black Mercedes Benz looked ridiculously out of place in your run down neighborhood but there was nothing to do about it. You thanked him looking down at his suit. He held the door open for you and rounded to his side quickly.

“Jungkook!” Someone called to him inside the hotel. It was full of people dressed in expensive suits and dresses and even though you looked the part you felt extremely out of place. Jungkook turned around, a smile on his face as he opened his arms, “V!”

“I’m glad you could make it, we just sold a piece to an ambassador from France,” V said looking over to you, eyes casting down your figure a little too obviously. You fidgeted behind Jungkook but he moved his hand to your lower back and led you forward. “This is Y/n L/n. She’s the one I was telling you about, the one who’s been in a big help in getting your exhibit ready for next month,” Jungkook introduced you and before you start with how much of a fan you were of this artist he was speaking.

“Call me Taehyung,” he smiled taking your hand in his as he brought it to his lips and peppering a kiss on your knuckles, “Jungkook didn’t tell me he had such beautiful employees working for him. I would’ve stopped by if I knew you were on the team.”

You couldn’t help the blush that ran to your cheeks at his words and Jungkook must’ve noticed because he was pulling you back, “Yes well, consider it an apprenticeship. I see a lot of potential in her.”

“Yes,” Taehyung licked his lips looking back to you, not caring for the glares Jungkook was shooting at him, “I think I see it too. Come Y/n, some of these pieces are going to be at the exhibit. Let me show you them, Jungkook, I believe Kim Namjoon is here somewhere if you’d prefer to chat with him. We won’t be far.”

Jungkook couldn’t even stop you before Taehyung was taking you away. It’s okay. It’s fine. He chugged his champagne as he went to follow after but a hand clasped down on his shoulder, “You’re gonna go without even saying hello?”

“Jin,” he sighed looking back to his friend, Namjoon standing next to him, “Who’s that you’re with? A date?”

“Well, sorta, she works for me,” Jungkook shrugged and Jin laughed, “Don’t they all start that way?” He had to resist the urge to roll his eyes as he searched for you. There was no way he was going to leave you alone with his artistic friend who had a reputation for finding his muse in beautiful young women.

“Look, I gotta go see where Taehyung ran off,” Jungkook excused himself ignoring their comments as he left in search for you. He found you laughing with Taehyung as his arm rested around your waist. He could feel his composure beginning to slip when he reached for your hand, “There you are.”

You looked back to him forcing a smile as you looked to Taehyung, “Director Jeon, I was wondering you went.” He had to stop himself from correcting you to use his first name but this was a business event. He looked to Taehyung, “I’ll be taking her back now, I’m sure you have other guests to entertain.”

“Where are we going?” You asked him as he pulled you through the large crowd. He led you outside, on a balcony overlooking the courtyard as he took a deep breath, “Sorry, these events can be a bit much so I figured you might enjoy a fresh breath of air.”

“Jungkook,” your hand was on his shoulder hesitantly but his breath hitched anyway, “Thank you for everything you’ve done.”

He only nodded clearing his throat as he looked away from you. You pulled your hand off when he didn’t answer and turned away a little embarrassed. Maybe you shouldn’t have touched him, but his hand had been on your waist almost all night.

“Y/n,” he swallowed the lump in his throat as he waited for you to turn to him again. He took a step closer, cautiously, “What do you think of me?”

“What?” You were confused, why was he asking this so suddenly?

“I know what they say about me around the office. That I’m the Devil’s Advocate or this sex crazed man abusing his power, so I want to know now if you think the same,” he cleared his throat crossing his arms in front of him in defeat.

“I don’t really pay attention to rumors,” you laughed thinking back to the time you caught those women talking shit about you. Your answer didn’t seem to cut through the tension, “I think rumors are just that and nothing more. I mean, from what I’ve seen, you’re not too bad. I actually think you’re kind and gentle but I don’t know how much I can say and keep it professional.”

Maybe the champagne you’d been drinking was getting to you because you were being a little too open with your boss right now. He took a step toward you but you didn’t cower back like you normal would have, “Then let’s throw away professionalism just tonight,” he said. You felt his hands go to your hips again, pulling you into him and before you could say anything your actions spoke for themselves.

Your arms flew around his neck as he dipped down enough for your lips to brush, testing the water if you will before fully giving himself to you in a soft kiss. You let yourself indulge for the night, the taste of champagne on your tongues as you kissed hungrily, only to be pulled apart at the sound of clapping. You looked to the covered glass doors, the speech was probably starting and you both headed back without another word.

The night ended quickly after, he dropped you off back at your place and neither one of you spoke another word.

He called you into his office Monday morning under the pretense of finishing up some bouquet orders. There was absolutely no talking between you two but it wasn’t awkward. Or maybe it was you were just trying really hard to avoid him.

“Would you like to discuss what happened on Saturday?” You jumped, clearly startled to find him standing behind you again.

“Director Jeon,” you turned to face him taking a small step back once you noticed your proximity, “Let me apologize for my behavior, I think the champagne had go—“

“Jungkook,” he took a step closer until you were pressing into the table behind you, your hands flew to it to keep you stable but he didn’t stop until he was grabbing you by your hips and pulling you into him, “The champagne?”

You nodded feeling the heat of his gaze as it raked down to your blouse and the small amount of cleavage he could see, “Yes, I can get a little impulsive when I drink and I know it was unpr—ngh,” you melted into his kiss again, finding your knees wanting to give in while he deepened the kiss upon your reciprocation.

You squealed when he picked you up effortlessly placing you back down on the table as he took his assault to your jaw ticking your ear with kisses as you pulled him into you, “Tell me to stop if you don’t want this.”

Fuck. You did want it. You wanted him but it didn’t feel right. You were his employee and even though he wasn’t forcing you to do this you can already tell this was going to put a strain on your professionalism. You didn’t want to be one of the female employees he beds, you didn’t want to believe the rumo—you froze. Jungkook moved away from you as jumped off the table turning away from the door. You both pretended to be interested in the variations of charcoal and obsidian textures.

“Didn’t I tell you to knock?” Jungkook spoke viciously to his assistant as they walked in. He set down the textile book and left your side. You took the opportunity to quickly put away your work and walk out knowing he wouldn’t stop you while his assistant was there.

Jungkook was confused. Clearly you wanted him, he could tell by the way you kissed him back but it’s like you didn’t want to want him. He wondered if you were worried because of your position. He wanted to tell you that it would be okay. That he’d take you out for dinner and then you two could discuss pursuing a relationship but he couldn’t tell if it was even something you would want. You seemed to care a lot about your job and if he was making it difficult for you to work he needed to know. But he also knew he wouldn’t be able to just let you go. At first he was simply attracted to you because of your beauty. But as time has passed he’s started to notice little things about you he enjoys as well. You were always hesitant to speak your mind even if you were right and he wanted to break you out of your shell the reason he’d been working with you separate from the team isn’t just because he was attracted to you. It’s because he’s heard some of the rumors speculating about you and he didn’t want you to have to work with a bunch of judgmental people just because they couldn’t stand the fact you knew how to do your job. And okay, obviously he wanted to spend time with you alone.

You rejected his advances for a week, even to meet and discuss the project you avoided him coming up with some excuse from your department leader. He didn’t like that, if you wanted nothing to do with him he was going to respect your wishes but he needed to hear you say them. So, he did what anyone would do and requested a meeting at his place after work if you were going to continue to avoid working with him he was going to make it difficult to ignore.

But he didn’t expect that he’d be the one struggling with you so close. It was getting hard for him to focus on any work with you sitting across from him.

His throat was dry, you looked so unbelievably delicious sitting across from him in a short fitted skirt and blouse. You’d been teasing him all day without even noticing it. He lied when he said it’d be easy to act like your shared kiss didn’t mean anything but it wasn’t true. He wanted to pull you into him and do more things than just kiss in his office again. He lifted his hand to his mouth, biting onto the end of his fist as discreetly as possible while you stood up to go to the bathroom.

He couldn’t help himself, he found himself running to his feet to go find you. When you opened the bathroom door and found him standing waiting for you your hand flew to your chest, “Director Jeon, I—“

He pulled you into him by your arms and maneuvered you against the wall, “Shhh, just one little kiss.”

You looked down at his lips nervously before blinking up again. He pressed his forehead against yours and pulled you in enough for your chests to be pressed against each other, “We’re not at the office anymore, nobody to catch us.”

He was right. Obviously he was right, you’d been having these thoughts all night. Just the two of you alone in his private spaces where no one other than the house cleaner to interior you. It had been all too tempting but could you really give in? He’s your boss, a wealthy powerful man and you weren’t anywhere near his league and yet he kept entertaining you like that wasn’t the case. You didn’t want to be some little chess piece that a powerful man can conquer and throw away.

“Director Jeon I think you have me mistaken,” you tried to sound calmer than you actually were, hands playing on his shoulders as he relaxed under your touch, “I’m here to finish this project and then get on my way. As you can see it’s very late and I’m sure you won’t have any difficulty ringing someone up to come take my place once I’m gone.”

It was an unprofessional jab but you couldn’t help yourself. After all, there were rumors about young company president being a womanizer and you didn’t care how powerful he was you weren’t going to be one of his many conquests. Even if it meant you’d lose your job. He only held you tighter, “Then you must have me mistaken, I thought I’ve made my intentions with you clear.”

His lips brushed against yours teasingly, never fully meeting yours but not moving away. It was you who closed the gap between you and stood on your tiptoes to press your lips together. It was all the consent he needed before pushing you against the wall and deepening the kiss, one hand on the wall, one tilting your chin up and a muscular thigh pressed between your legs keeping you anchored. Your hand fidgeted with the collar of his shirt and he moved the hand from the wall to grip yours and hold it up so you couldn’t move, not that you wanted to anyway.

You pulled back just enough to catch your breath, noses brushing against each other. Your mouth was slightly open trying to even out your heaving breathing when you slowly brought your tongue out to lick your lips. He took it as invitation and dragged your mouth back to his. He didn’t even have to say anything when his hands moved to grope your ass, skirt crumpling in his hands before he hoisted you up with ease and wrapped your legs around his tiny waist. You were starting to see, no feel, the shape of his body more clearly.

“Wait,” you muttered against his lips as he began walking in the opposite direction of where your work was, “I—I don’t want to do anything I might regret. If this is going to be a quick fuck then I don’t want to, even if it means I’ll lose my job.”

He pulled away, holding you close with your legs still around him when his brows furrowed searching your face for answers, “I would never force you to do something you don’t want to.”

He leaned his forehead against yours forcing you to look him in the eye even in your position with him carrying you, “And I can assure you I have bigger plans than a quick fuck with you. Everything is in your power, remember that love.”

And you did. You let him take you to his room. You didn’t have time to admire the size of it, like a master hotel suite with a king sized bed in the middle. Everything was gray and black with gold hues of lights in forms of lamps. He set you down on his gray, silk sheets that easily caved under your weight and wrinkled with his roughness. He wasn’t patient, hands already flying to yank your shirt out of your skirt, callous hands running along your sides as he hovered between your legs kissing down your neck and into the dip in your collarbone.

Your legs bent with his hands drawing your knees up when he let his hands roam over your skirt covered ass and back of your thighs. He sat back on his haunches looking down at you with his lip between his teeth as he tried to catch his breath. The hair that had been so neatly slicked back was beginning to stick out in different directions giving him a ravishing delicious look. You sat up, grabbed the edge of his collar and yanked him back down over you, lips crashing into each other as the low groan he let out went straight to your core.

His hands wrapped around your rib cage, hoisting you up to sit without breaking the kiss. He tugged off the ends of your clothes until you got the hint and began yanking them off while he did the same, all while trying to keep his lips against yours. When he was undressed and you took too long unbuttoning your blouse he ripped it open, the sound of buttons hitting the dark wooden floor as he kicked the rest of his pants off.

He picked you up by your hips, turning you on your stomach and pulling your ass up. He was throwing you around like a doll and you couldn’t say you hated it. You barely had time to fully admire the glory of all his tattoos when his rough hands were pulling your black Lacy underwear further between your ass as they began to caress your cheeks. He licked his lips at the sight of the way your butt ate your underwear, the way he could quite literally grab a hold on your ass and watch it jiggle in his hands. He couldn’t help but being his hand back, smacking ever so lightly but still making you jolt forward in surprise. He rubbed where he just smacked and leaned over you, “Do you want to see if those rumors about my bedroom skills are true?”

You could feel his underwear clad bulge rut against your ass and you couldn’t help but push back against it for any sort of friction. He kissed down your back, mouth nipping at your bra until it was coming undone to your surprise. You took the rest of your bra off wanting to turn around but he pressed a firm hand on your back pushing you back down. He was shimmying down, jiggling your ass cheeks in his hands against his hard, stiff cock. Sweat was already starting to cover his forehead making certain hair strands stick to his forehead. He played with the hem of your underwear before pulling them down, an almost growl slipping from his lips at the sight of your arousal creating a line that connected your wet pussy to the patch on your underwear. “You’re this wet already?”

“I’ve been thinking about you all night,” you confessed about your earlier escape to imaginations, “I wanted to take your sick right there in the living room—Ah!” He was quick, he didn’t have time for teasing especially not after your confessions when he was thinking the exact same thing. His mouth was on your ass, sinking his teeth into the squishyness just enough for you to feel him but not enough for it to actually hurt. His palm was running over your clit feeling it harden under his touch as he coated it with your wetness. His kisses trailed down until he was sniffing at your pussy despite your protests and shimmying of your hips. He squeezed your ass cheek slapping it when it jiggled, “Tell me to stop if I go too far baby, I just can’t get enough of you.”

You nodded but he slapped your ass again just a little bit harder, “Words love or I stop.”

“Okay,” you wiggled your hips in his face making your ass clap in movement, “Just do something Mr. Jeon.” He hummed in approval finally granting himself the relief of tasting your pussy. Too many days had he spent imagining what was under your pretty skirts and he for sure wasn’t disappointed. “Fuck,” he groaned into your cunt lapping up as much as he could, pulling on your labia to give himself more room, “You taste so fucking sweet Angel. Wan you to cum on my mouth.”

You whined rutting against his face using your elbows to push into the mattress for support. He was in heaven deep in your pussy thrusting his long tongue as far in as it could as he squeezed your ass as an anchor for him. It didn’t take long for your legs to shake and he had told dig his nails into your ass to stop you from moving away from him just to make sure he could lap up your pussy like a dog thirsty for water. He waited until your hips had finally stopped shaking, letting you collapse onto the bed as he reached forward for his nightstand where he pulled a condom out. He’d love to take your pussy raw but he knew it was something you two would need to discuss in the future, and promise, he saw a future with you.

You’d be a perfect match. You seemed to understand him and you didn’t let what everyone else made of his reputation affect the way you saw him and he needed someone like that. And you needed someone who would speak up for you when you were too nervous to, and he’s sure you wouldn’t mind having someone spoil you which was something he would definitely do.

He winced as he slid the tight condom over his red cock, angry and past the point of teasing and fore play. All night he’d been picturing what you’d look like with his cock buried inside you taking him against the window, the wall, the kitchen counter, the shower. He wanted to take you in every square foot of his home and he was destined to do it over time. Like he said, a quick fuck wasn’t all he had planned for his precious employee turned lover.

He didn’t push his cock in even though he really wanted to. You were obviously spent and needed a second to get it together again and that was okay. “Is this okay?” He asked as he ran his cock between your swollen pussy lips. He could cum just like that, he could feel the slight twitch of them and your clit hit his tip so good. “Yes,” you breathed out beginning to grind back against his cock probably trying to get yourself ready again.

“I want you inside,” you whined after a couple minutes of grinding his cock against your pussy lips. He didn’t need to be told another time before he was lining your hips with his cock, pushing in just slightly as he felt his bulging tip press against the ring of your pussy. He worked himself in slowly waiting for you to beg him to do more knowing you won’t speak up unless he makes you.

“Tell me when baby,” he hissed struggling to hold himself back from just pounding into you. You nodded, “Now, fuck, fuck me now.” He smiled licking his dry lips as he took a deep breath and hollowed out. The moan you both let out meshed into a beautiful melody as he drew himself out slowly only to pushed back in.

You never expected to be doing doggy with your boss but fuck did you dream about it. So when the chance appeared you found yourself fucking back onto his cock feeling his balls hit your clit creating a slapping sound as he brought his pace to a harder, quicker, pounding, “Koo—“ you but into your lip to stop yourself but he shook his head.

He gripped your right leg that had been resting beside him and flipped you onto your side bringing the leg over his shoulder while the other was trapped under him. Your pussy opened wider for him and with this angle he was able fuck more of his cock into you, one hand gripped your leg and the other began to rot with your clit, stuck on making you cum just one more time before he did. Not only did you ass jiggle with even the slightest of movements but so did your tits, and he couldn’t help but trap your leg between his arm and neck to bring his hand down to grope your tits.

“Ah,” you whined trying to grind against him, he held you tit as he lowered himself, rutting into you as he leaned down enough to attempt at a kiss along your neck. You pushed yourself up to meet his affections but a whine was drawn out of you when he stilled inside you, grinding with his full length, “I’m g—gon—“

“Let go baby, wanna feel you cum around my cock, please,” he rubbed harder against your clit feeling your pussy tighten around him and in one go you were releasing on his member as he let go in the condom.

It took you both a few moments to collect yourselves, Jungkook peppered your hair with kisses as he slid himself out as careful as possible but you still hissed at the feeling. He jumped out of bed running to the bathroom and you found yourself looking around the room. Was that it? Was this his way of telling you to leave. You pushed your sex hair out of your face swallowing the growing lump in your throat as you sat up feeling a little sore. You looked around for your bra and underwear spotting your torn up blouse making you grip the bed sheet that you yanked off the bed to make a dress. You hurried to pick up your things unaware of the Director’s return.

“Get your cute butt back on the bed unless you want me to make you.”

You looked up at him watching him walked out with a towel that he wiped his flaccid member with. You sat on the edge watching him walk over to your side. He put the towel down between your spread legs wiping gently with the damp cloth looking into your eyes, “Lay down Angel, you’re not going anywhere. I told you this wasn’t going to be a quick fuck.”

You did as told laying back down as he rounded the corner to join you where he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into him. “So,” you bit your lips nervously too impatient and too curious to stop yourself from asking, “We are gonna keep this a secret at work, right?”

“You want to?” His brows furrowed looking down at you, “How am I supposed to go see you whenever if it’s a secret?”

“Well, it’s just, it’s going to look suspicious that the rookie you chose for an important project was sleeping with you too.”

“Okay,” he nodded kissing the tip of your nose, “But if I can’t kiss you during work hours then you better be available off the clock whenever. I’ve already got a date planned for us this weekend.”

You smiled snuggling into him in agreement letting his broad shoulder envelope you in his hold. He kissed your forehead as he reached for his lamp and turned the light off, “Goodnight love.”

::.

okkk lowkey/highkey inspired by A Business Proposal

But I made it kinda short and quick bc this is just a one shot that I would forget if I didn’t write it now.

Closer To You - JJK (18+)

Pairing: Rich, spoilt brat!Jeongguk X Doctor! Reader

Theme: Angst, smut, kinda yandere if you squint, toxic relationship au.

Wordcount: 1k+

Summary: You know that you and Jeongguk are completely different individuals from every possible aspect, and there is no future of this relationship but you can’t push him away, not when he only wants to come closer to you.

Warnings: Angst, heavy language, swearing, not super explicit sex, jeongguk is kinda mean, he refuses to wear a condom (don't do the same), obsessive behavior, hints of class difference, kinda dirty talk, reader is trying hard to push him away but he won't budge. NSFW!!

Minors are not allowed in this blog!!

Listened to Closer To You by Jungkook.

It feels weird to enter your own apartment. 

Your skin crawls underneath the heavy trench coat, as if your sixth sense is telling you that there’s something or someone waiting patiently for you inside. 

Your suspicion is confirmed when you see his silhouette prominent against the bright backdrop of your otherwise dark apartment window. 

He sits still, patiently. His eyes are focused on something you can’t tell due to the darkness. 

“What are you doing here?” you finally let your breath go and you didn’t even know you were holding it on for so long. 

You turn on the lights, slip out of your shoes and coat and walk towards the couch where he is sitting currently. He turns his head to look at you. 

“Why? Expected someone else?” Jeongguk stands up on his toes and takes a few steps towards where you are standing. 

His dark jeans, dark shirt and dark expression, everything complements the dark aura he is oozing right now. But he looks beautiful regardless. 

You scoff, “Is it not justified for me to expect anyone but you? Especially when you are the one who has been ignoring me for two weeks and three days to be precise?” 

“You fucking ditched me during the party, Y/N! You made me a look like fool before my friends just because you got called at work! How would you treat me if you were in my shoes?” Jeongguk screams at your face. His height looms over your small figure. The weight of his gaze intimidates you but you know how to shake that off. 

He is angry, you know. But you also know that his anger is not justified. 

“I would have understood, Jeongguk.” you pause, taking a few steps away from him, “you need to understand that I lead a completely different life. I don’t have time to waste sipping champagne wearing over-expensive silk dresses. I am a doctor! And I need to sacrifice my personal time for the sake of my patients! If you can’t get that in your head, if you can’t respect what I do then just fuck off! Let’s break the fuck up!” 

Your voice feels hoarse instantly. You have hardly ever screamed so much. This is so unlike you, you can’t recognize yourself. Jeongguk really pulls out the worst of you. 

Jeongguk scoffs, then he is grinning and then he is laughing at the loudest possible volume, “What? What did you say? You are going to what- break up with me?” 

You hate this side of your boyfriend. 

When you first met him at the hospital, he had minor scratches and a set of big puppy eyes. When he cutely told you how he fell down while snowboarding, you couldn’t help smiling. 

Only if you knew he is just like other rich brats sporting a “I want it, I get it” attitude, you would have resisted his bunny smile and big doe eyes, you would have stayed professional when he asked for your number, you would have turned him down when he asked you out. But now you are here, 8 months into this relationship with Chaebol Jeon Jeongguk, standing on the verge of the end because you just can’t stand being with him anymore. 

“Jeongguk please… Please just stop treating me like a possession. I am not your shiny new car. I am a human being! If you don’t love me, just- just let me go.” your voice comes out weaker than it should. Even though it has only been 8 months, even though Jeongguk is not the most ideal boyfriend, even though you two have hell and heaven difference between you, you still fell for him regardless. And you know it’s a mistake because there is no way you are more than just a fancy doctor girlfriend for him. It hurts but you know rationality is more important than your feelings right now. 

You are so busy gathering your own wits that you don’t notice the heartbroken expression that takes over Jeongguk’s beautiful face. 

“I- I don’t love you? I don’t treat you like a human?” his voice weavers. The tremble in his words makes you look up at him. 

“No you don’t.” you say briefly. 

“Oh?” his eyes start glistening with moisture and he diverts those away from yours. Running a hand through his hair out of frustration he groans, “then why do you think I am with you?” 

That’s a million dollar question, you don’t know the answer properly. So, you reply with what you think is the most appropriate answer, “it makes you look cool. A normal working class girlfriend to a millionaire chaebol… What a good match!” 

As soon as your answer ends, you see Jeongguk taking fast steps towards you. He grabs you by your neck and pulls your face closer to his. You stumble, being unable to keep up with his actions. 

“I love you, Y/N. You better get that inside your head. I am not letting you go, not now, not ever.” he breathes on your face, pinning you down with a sharp, piercing look in his eyes. 

You don’t know what to feel, not when you see a weird determination in his eyes, not when his mouth is crashing on yours, not when Jeongguk is devouring your lips fervently. 

Minutes pass and you find yourself naked in your bed, with Jeongguk in between your thighs, kissing your mound, licking your clit and saying “I love you” in every interval. 

You don’t know what to feel when he pushes his girthy length inside you but refuses to wear a condom claiming to “shoot his babies inside you”. 

You don’t know if your stomach is filled with butterflies or fear or is it just Jeongguk’s bulge, when he fucks you relentlessly murmuring how much he worships your body, how he wants to fuck you every day after marriage. 

You don’t know whether to kick him out of your apartment or keep him with you forever when he cleans you up, places a kiss on your forehead, tells you that he loves you again and again and gradually falls asleep beside you. 

You only know that you and Jeongguk are completely different individuals from every possible aspect and there is no future of this relationship but you can’t push him away, not when he only wants to come closer to you. 

♡ Summary: Y/N is just an average student at Seoul University but what she doesn’t know is that the person she’s been watching YouTube videos, streams, and having a crush on is the university heartthrob!

♡ Pairing: Gamer! Heartthrob! Jungkook x reader 

♡ Rating: Explicit (18+) 

♡ Genre: Fluff, romance, smut, enemies to lovers, secret identity, fan girl, pride and prejudice inspired kind of and angst 

♡ Author's note: I think this might be a mini-series! I was also sick :( so sorry for the lack of response/posting!

“Did you see Jungkook!?”

“Of course I did! He was on the Calvin Klein TikTok page. He knew what he was doing.”

L/N Y/N raised her eyebrow at the two girls and continued her way to her class through the hall. She knew Jungkook was popular and it did help that his whole family was practically famous but to be a Calvin Klein model? That’s wild. 

Y/N is a middle-class student who entered Seoul University with a scholarship known as the Kim Family Scholarship. The brightest and the most talented are selected from all the schools in Korea. She wasn’t at the top of her classes nor did she play any instrument. She was just a simple person, so you can imagine her shocked face when she got it. 

Even now Y/N wasn’t spectacular. She got good grades but there was always someone else doing better. She participated in some sports but she wouldn’t call herself an athlete. She would never become one of the elite students and she was okay with that. Too much pressure.

Jeon Jungkook was the opposite of her. One of the top students (ranking in the legendary seven) and the top athlete, he was the guy that everyone wanted and hated. Yes, he was handsome and intelligent but Y/N didn’t really care about that, he was incredibly rude and selfish. She watched him break up with so many girls and had so many rendezvous around the campus that she wondered if any place was clean. A headache really.

She opened the door to her class and smiled when she saw her friend, Lee Taeyong, waiting for her at the back. Taeyong has been her friend since she was in diapers. They’ve been through everything, Y/N’s first period, Taeyong's ankle surgery, and first heart breaks. Best friends forever.

“Tae!” 

He looked up from his notebook and waved at her, “Y/N.”

She ran towards him unaware of the whispers amongst a certain group of people. She went through her bag and handed him a breakfast sandwich, “Mom made breakfast for us. I also have orange juice.”

Taeyong  pushed his glasses and smiled, “Thanks, my mom was wondering if you were coming over tonight?”

She happily nodded and sat down next to him, “of course I am.”

They continued to talk as Jungkook watched with his full attention. Taehyung let out a small laugh and playfully slapped his shoulder, “Why are you staring at Y/N?”

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders and looked at him, “She doesn’t belong here.”

“Dude, why are you always on her? She doesn’t even speak to you.”

“She doesn’t take school seriously-”

Namjoon sighed and closed his book, “She passed every test in all her subjects. What more do you want for her?” 

“Not to be her.”

After class, Y/N and Taeyong made their way to the cafeteria. All the students were talking about the legendary seven but all Y/N wanted was her ramen.

The legendary seven, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, and shit head (Jeon Jungkook). The top students and the wealthiest, they always mean trouble. She never understood how everyone can talk about them when they have their own problems. She didn’t see a point, she would never have a conversation with them so why would she talk about them? There’s nothing she could add to the conversation. 

Taeyong handed her chopsticks and she smiled, “I’m so excited. I love their ramen.”

“You do know it’s just a convenience store ramen.”

“But it’s free.”

She bowed her head at the worker and happily looked at her ramen making Taeyong laugh, “I want my kimchi fried rice.”

“Share half?”

“If you share half of your ramen.”

“Okay!~.”

The group entered and Jungkook sneered at Y/N who was eating her ramen cheerfully. He glanced at Taeyong who whipped her mouth and he scoffed. Jimin raised his eyebrow and looked at what he was looking at, “what now?”

“Nothing.”

Y/N looked up and saw Jungkook looking at her. She raised her eyebrow and looked behind her to see if there was someone else, but nothing. She looked back and saw Jungkook talking to his friends. She blinked her eyes a couple of times but she just shrugged her shoulders.

“Y/N!~” 

She waved her hand when she saw Kim Yerim running towards her. Yerim or Yeri to her close friends, was Y/N’s other best friend. Yeri met Y/N during high school by accident. Yeri wanted the same drink that Y/N had but sadly it was the last one. Y/N being Y/N bought the drink and gave it to her. Since then, Yeri has been with Y/N. 

Yeri was one of the wealthier students at school. She wasn’t as wealthy as Jungkook but she was wealthy enough to have a good future. Yeri would always make sure Y/N would have new clothes and bags so no one picked on her. Yeri would always defend Y/N against the others, it was sweet but she could take care of herself. 

“Yerrrriii~”

Yeri sat in front of Y/N with her tray, “Did you see the video?”

“Did Kook upload? Did I miss it?”

Yeri let out a small laugh and took her phone, “This is why you should have notifications on for him.” 

She rolled her eyes and saw that he was playing Lethal Company. She smiled to herself and watched for a few seconds before pushing Yeri’s hand, “I need to watch it when I go home.”  

 Taeyong let out a small chuckle, “Don’t you have homework?”

“I can watch and do it…” 

“Not if you get distracted with his voice.”

“Yeriii, leave me alone.” 

Kook is a famous YouTuber/streamer. He had millions of followers and it wasn’t just because he was good at games. So many love him because of his comedy and just his personality in general. Y/N came across him by accident one day and his voice caught her. It was clear that he changed his voice slightly but it still gave her butterflies.

“I was wondering, would you come to a party with me? It’s next week.”

Y/N brother her chopsticks down and raised her eyebrow, "Who's the host?”

“Jimin.”

Y/N scoffed and shook her head, “I don’t want to be there with them. All they do is stare at me and make me feel unwanted here. It’s weird.”

“Really? They're usually really kind…well except Jungkook.”

“Don’t get me started on that shithead. Always glaring at me, what does he have against me? I literally have never talked to him. It’s annoying.” 

Taeyong rubbed her shoulder gently, “don’t get worked up over him. He’s not worth it.”

“I know…it’s just annoying.”

Yeri glanced at Jungkook and the others with a nod, “I would be annoyed. I won’t go then, they don’t deserve our presence.” 

“Irene is having a party. She invited me, we can go to that one.”

Taeyong's eyes lightened up at this and looked at Y/N, “Why didn’t you tell me this!?”

“Because…I wanted it to be a surprise.”

Yeri let out a laugh and pointed her chopsticks at him, “He just wants to see Seulgi.”

“So-So what.”

“It's cute, Tae.” 

Jungkook was on his phone until he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Rosé looking at him with a smile. He raised his eyebrow and put his phone down, “What do you want?”

“Is that how you treat your girlfriend?”

“Ex-girlfriend. Now what do you want?”

Rosé sighed and leaned back on the bench, “I need you to be my fake boyfriend.”

Jungkook let out a laugh, he couldn’t believe what he just heard, “For fucking what?”

“Tonight, I’m going to my cousin's dinner.”

“Why me?”

“Because I told my aunt we were dating and if she finds out I broke up with you she will be sad. I hate seeing her sad.” 

Jungkook turned his attention to her and crossed his arms over his chest, “First of all, I broke up with you. Second of all, since when are you nice?”

Rosé rolled her eyes and stood up from the table, “Can you just do this for me?”

“Fine. Only once.” 

“Trust me, it’s only going to be once. I can’t stand you.”

Jungkook let out a snicker and nodded his head, “Right back at you, cheater.”

“It’s your fault I cheated on you. You treated me like shit, what did you expect?”

“I treated you like shit? I gave you everything Rosé-”

“If you guys are gonna fight, can you do it outside?”

Jungkook turned to see Yoongi giving him a stern look, making him sigh. He turned to Rosé with an irritated look, “I’ll see you tonight.”

“Ditto.”

Jungkook glared at her until she was out of sight. He turned back and Jin shook his head, “How did you date that?”

“It was a fling…”

Taehyung shook his head and finished off his kimchi, “No you liked her, a lot. Why didn’t you tell us she cheated?”

“It wasn’t worth talking about it…I just didn’t want to talk about her.” 

Jimin nodded his head and gave him a soft smile, “At least you're not together.”

“Yeah…” he glanced at Y/N who was now talking to Jaehyun. His eyes widened to see his friend talking to her. They looked like they were having a good conversation because they kept laughing. Jungkook looked back at Hoseok, “When did they become friends?”

Hoseok glanced at Y/N and then back at Jungkook, “I know Jae has been talking to her since high school.” 

“High school?”

“Yeah, they were friends because of Taeyong. Why?”

“Just wondering.”

“Jae, can you tell your friend to stop staring at me? It’s annoying.”

Jaehyun turned around and saw Jungkook looking at them. He waved at him and looked back at Y/N, “He’s just weird like that.”

“Eh, are we playing tonight?”

“Yeah, after dinner at Tae’s?”

“Yes sir.”

“See you tonight.”

Y/N watched him leave and she looked back to Yeri who had a smirk, “What?”

“When are you going to fuck him?”

Y/N’s turned into disgust and shook her head, “You're crazy.”  

.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

“Tae, you didn’t tell me your cousin is coming.” 

Y/N let out a loud groan as she dropped on Taeyong’s bed. He sighed and put his book back on his shelf, “Mom just told me she was coming and apparently she's coming with her boyfriend.” 

“She has a boyfriend? I didn’t know that was possible for her.” 

Taeyong let out a laugh and shook his head, “People can change.” 

“I bet he was rich. You know the richer they are, the more likely they want a girl on their arm.” 

Footsteps were coming up the stairs and Y/N to see Taeyong’s mom looking at her with a smile, “Y/N, did you hear who’s coming?” 

Y/N sat up and nodded her head, “Rosé and her boyfriend.” 

Mrs. Lee nodded her head and clapped her hands excitedly, “I’m so happy she found someone.” 

Taeyong nodded his head and sat in his computer chair, “I’m sure he treats her right.” 

“She told me that he’s from a wealthy family.” 

Y/N glanced at Taeyong giving him a “I told you so” look. She looked at Mrs. Lee, nodding her head with a small smirk, “That’s good for her future. I’m sure she’ll have everything figured out.” 

“I sure hope so. Come down and get ready for dinner.” 

They watched the older woman leave the room with a skip in her step and Y/N looked at Taeyong with a frown, “Rosé...didn’t she break up with her boyfriend.”

Taeyong nodded his head and rubbed his forehead, “Knowing Rosé, she has a scheme.”

Y/N shook her head and looked at the ceiling with a frown, “Your mom doesn’t deserve lies.” 

“Trust me, I know. Let’s go and keep her happy.” 

They made their way downstairs but Y/N stopped in the middle when she met with familiar brown eyes. Jungkook looked at her with surprised eyes and they continued to stare at each other but neither of them said a word. He hated her for whatever reason and she hated him for being a shithead. What’s there to say? She glanced down and saw Rosé holding his hand, so this is the boyfriend. She continued to walk down the stairs and walked past Jungkook who continued to stare at her. 

Jungkook was surprised to see her but he didn’t know why, she was always around Taeyong. Tonight seemed different with her appearance. She looked more elegant with her hair down (she only ever wore ponytails or buns to school) and had a black dress on. She was more poised, something that surprised him. He watched her lean towards Taeyong and they both let out a quiet laugh. He wondered if she would ever laugh with him. He shook his head and glanced at Rosé, “Aunty, this is my boyfriend, Jungkook.” 

Y/N bit her lip from laughing because it was clear that he was uncomfortable. With the way he visibly stiffened at her touch, he didn’t want to be here. Y/N glanced at Jungkook who was looking at Mrs. Lee. She rolled her eyes and turned to walk towards the kitchen with Taeyong next to her, He probably made her think he liked her and wasn’t expecting to get this far with her. How typical of him. 

Jungkook watched the two leave but he couldn’t help but feel judged by them. Every time Y/N looked at him she would lean towards Taeyong. How could she be judgemental? She’s not the same status, why would she judge him? It should be the opposite, that’s what his mother always taught him. “Judge those who are lower than you and question why they are so low? The answer is they don’t have a good work ethic.” 

When Mrs. Lee turned to walk towards the kitchen, Jungkook ripped his hand out of Rosé’s hand, “I told you don’t touch me.”

“That’s not what you were saying before. My aunty looked happy, that’s good.” The two walked towards the rest of them and Rosé glanced at Jungkook, “Also, stop staring at Y/N. I know she’s pretty but now is not the time.”

Jungkook scoffed and glanced at Y/N and then at Rosé, “What?” 

“Y/N, she’s pretty.”

“Anyone can be pretty but not everybody can be beautiful.” 

Rosé raised her eyebrow and grabbed Jungkook’s hand as she looked up at him, “Are you saying she's pretty?” 

“Let’s sit.” 

Y/N sat next to Taeyong as she ate her chicken. She glared at Jungkook, if people wanted to talk amongst themselves they should do quieter, “Anyone can be pretty.” Who is he? The mirror from Snow White. She wishes he was because then she could just break the glass and be done with it. She stopped listening after that part, if she continued to listen to him she would lose more brain cells. Her phone vibrated in her dress pocket and when no one was paying attention, she brought out her phone. 

Did you see it? Kook is hosting a special event! All you have to do is comment on his post and send him a DM and the lucky winner gets to play with him! 

Y/N’s eyes widened and she tapped Taeyong’s thigh. He looked at her with a curious look and she glanced down. Taeyong eyes landed on the message and he looked back at her, “Are you going to do it”

“Of course I am. This is the only chance I get to speak to him.” 

“I hope you win then.”

“Don’t tell Yeri that.” 

Jungkook was annoyed that Rosé kept touching him but he knew had to be an actor tonight. He smiled at Mrs. Lee who placed more rice on his plate, “Rosé told me that you guys met at the library. That’s really sweet.” 

Lie. They met during a party and he fucked her in a bathroom. Not sweet but he knew Rosé was a good liar. He looked at Mrs. Lee and nodded his head, “She couldn’t reach for a book, I was there to help her.” 

Y/N let out a small laugh and glanced at Taeyong, “He really sucks at lying.” 

“Don’t ruin our show.” 

“You are tall, do you play basketball?”

Jungkook nodded his head and rubbed the back of his neck, “I play basketball, soccer, and baseball.” 

“Oh, wow. All-rounder, good pick Rosé.” 

“Thank you, Aunty.” 

After dinner, Y/N was the first to leave. She was walking out when she saw Jungkook and Rosé come out of the side door. Her eyes widened and she hid in a bush, curiosity was going to kill the cat tonight. 

“Thanks, Jungkook.”

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders and pulled her hand out of his, “No problem. Now what do I get out of this?” 

Rosé sighed and rolled her eyes, “What do you want?”

“I want you to leave me alone.”

Rosé let out a small laugh and nodded her head, “Don’t ask me twice. After how you treated me.” 

Y/N nodded her head and looked at Jungkook, I knew it.

Jungkook scoffed, “You can continue thinking that. I have to go home.” Jungkook turned around and started walking towards his car but stopped when he heard, “Don’t forget what I said about Y/N.”

Jungkook glanced at Rosé and glared at her, “It’s my life. Stay out of it.” 

“Anyone can become beautiful if you give them the chance too.” 

Jungkook unlocked his car and got into it. Y/N watched him drive away and she raised her eyebrow, What the hell was that about? 

Yeri and Y/N sat on Taeyong’s bed with nervous looks. Y/N glanced at her phone and then at Yeri, “You do it first.” 

Yeri shook her head and pointed at Y/N, “You’ve been his fan longer. You do it first.” 

Taeyong rolled his eyes and turned towards them with his book in his lap now, “Just do it. The worst thing that can happen is that he doesn’t respond.” 

“Don’t say that because that means it's going to happen!” 

Y/N sighed but her phone vibrated and she raised her eyebrow, “Jaehyun?” She opened her messages and she smiled to herself. 

You cheated last night, I want a rematch 

It’s not my fault you're a loser! ;p 

I’m the one that showed you the game >:( 

Fine, rematch tonight 

I’ll win this time!!! 

“Are you texting Jaehyun?”

Y/N looked over her phone and nodded her head at Yeri, “Stop with that look. We’re friends.” 

“You can be so much more.”

“Taeyong, can you-”

“No, Y/N. You do it.” 

Y/N sighed and clicked on Kook’s Instagram. He doesn’t really post and when he does it’s just his computer setup or even just his day. There were no pictures of himself but Y/N knows he’s handsome, he has to be. With the way he laughs in his streams and how he goes to cafes, he’s literally the perfect guy for her. 

She sighed and looked up at Yeri, “I’m going to do it.” 

“You're bluffing!” 

“No, I’m doing it. Let’s get it over with.” Y/N clicked on the most recent picture and liked it (something she doesn’t do because it makes her feel shy). Then she clicked the small bubble sending a message, “Event...sorry this is so awkward. Thank you for posting, it makes me happy : ) .” 

Y/N tossed her phone and hid her face in her hands, “I did it! But omg I feel like I’m going to get sick. Yeri you do it.” 

“Oh, I did it yesterday.” 

Y/N removed her hands and glared at her, “We were supposed to do it together!” 

“I lied.” 

Jungkook was in his gamer room and was staring at his DM’s. It wasn’t until his eyes landed on a familiar face. He felt weird but he clicked on her profile ignoring his heart beating faster. “Y/N_Cupcake. How interesting.” He went through her profile and he felt a smile appear but he quickly shook his head. Stop feeling that way towards her. 

Y/N went to get a book from the Library when she heard snickers behind her. She turned her head to see it was Jessica and her goons. They would always bully the scholarship kids because why not? They were sad and just looking for an outlet. She rolled her eyes and continued making her way to the tall building. She ignored the footsteps but couldn’t anymore when one of them grabbed her backpack, pulling her back. 

“Going to the library because you can’t afford the books.” 

“We can easily get the books, makes things easier.”

Y/N nodded her head and gave them a blank look, “I’m sure it does. Having access to books makes things easier, what a privilege you have.” 

Jessica raised her eyebrow and poked at Y/N’s shoulder harshly, “Are you pestering me?” 

“I’m simply agreeing with you. That’s what you want, right? For me to know that you're richer and how I’m beneath you. I’m giving you the attention that is clear you are craving for.” 

“What did-”

“Jessica, at least she knows how to read. You should read the books you can easily buy.” 

Y/N looked over Jessica’s shoulder and she raised her eyebrow to see Jungkook. He stood there in his simple black shirt and his tattoos on full display. She glanced at Jessica and pushed her finger away, “Now, I have to go read. I hope you enjoy the books that you can purchase while I have to go to the dusty library. Oh, I hope there’s someone to save me from the dust.” 

Y/N turned around and started walking away as Jungkook couldn’t help himself to let out a small chuckle. Jungkook looked at Jessica and smirked, “You heard her, she needs someone to save her.” 

He walked past the girls leaving Jessica in shock. She turned towards her friends with a shocked face, “Is Jungkook dating her!?” 

“I’m not sure, the last I heard he was dating Rosé.”

“She's a homewrecker then. Girls, we have a busy day ahead of us.” 

Y/N heard footsteps and turned around with an annoyed look expecting to see Jessica but it turned to confusion, “Jungkook? Are you following me?” 

“I-I wouldn’t say following you.” 

“Then what do you call this? I have never seen you in the library but today of all days you're going.” 

Jungkook nodded his head and put his hands in his pocket, “It’s quiet.”

“Especially when you're alone.” 

“Yes, I agree.” 

She glanced to the side and gave him a small smirk, “Even those who aren’t beautiful would agree with you.” Jungkook's face fell as she let out a small laugh and she turned around but before she left his sight she glanced at him over her shoulder, “When you're talking about someone and they're in the room, next time, be quieter.” 

Y/N continued to walk and she smiled to herself when she heard no footsteps behind her. She continued to walk away as Jungkook watched her leave his sight. He let out a laugh and shook his head, “Full of surprises...” 

Y/N entered the library and she waved at Jaehyun. She happily walked up to him and glanced at all the books, “Big test coming up?” 

“It’s all for biology.”

She looked between the books and at him with a confused look, “I thought you owned these books already? Why are you at the library?” 

“To have the chance to be in your presence.” 

She let out a small laugh and shook her head, “Shut up. Did your brother take them?” 

“Yeah, so here I am. What are you here for?” 

“I need to do some research for my literature class.” 

“Boring.”

Y/N glanced out the window and she watched Jungkook talking to Taehynug. She looked back at Jaehyun with an interested look, “Your friends with Jungkook?” 

“I wouldn’t say friends...acquaintances really.”

She raised her eyebrow at this, “Acquaintances? You're a good guy, how could anyone be acquainted with you?” 

Jaehyun let out a small laugh, “He just doesn’t like me because I was talking to Rosé.”

“Talking?”

“I had a project with Rosé and he didn’t like that I was talking to her. He even punched me.” 

Y/N scoffed at this and shook her head, “He punched you for trying to do homework. How...actually it's exactly how I pictured him to be.” 

Jaehyun shrugged his shoulders and let out a laugh, “It’s nothing really. Can I sit with you?”

“As long as you know the ques to talk to me, then yes.”

“Thank god I do then.” 

.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

Parties, it wasn’t Y/N’s favorite thing in the world but it did help her get out of the house and out of work. Of course, she loved helping her parents make fried rice but sometimes you just want to get drunk. She smiled at Irene who returned one, Irene was the pretty senior that all the girls wanted to date. Y/N can see why, she was kind and awkward. Adorable. 

Y/N sat on the couch with Taeyong who was drinking his heart out. She frowned at this and rubbed his knee, “I’m sure she's coming. Just be patient.” 

“It’s been too long.”

“Tae, it’s literally been thirty minutes. She’s coming, be patient.” 

Taeyong frowned at her and glanced at her, “Be nice to me.” 

“I am, I’m reassuring you. Liquid courage can help you.” 

Y/N smiled at him and stood up from the couch to get some water. As she made her way, Yeri grabbed her arm, “Did you hear?” 

“What is it?” 

“Jessica has been running her mouth about you.”

Y/N raised her eyebrow and let out a snicker, “About what? My boring life is exciting for her?” 

“It’s not boring. It’s comfortable. She’s saying that you're a homewrecker but she won’t say who the couple is.” 

“Do people believe her? The only man I’ve been around is Taeyong and everyone knows he’s in love with Seulgi…we’ll expect for Seulgi.”

Yeri let out a laugh as Y/N smiled but it dropped when she saw who was in front of her. She glanced at Yeri but Yeri didn’t dare to look at her, “Jungkook? I thought you would be at Jimin’s.” 

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders and looked at Y/N, “I was at Jimin’s but I wanted to come by. Irene asked me to visit her more, so here I am.” 

Y/N nodded her head at him with a blank look, “Here you are.” 

“Y/N, would you like a drink?” 

Y/N glanced at Yeri who shrugged her shoulders. Y/N looked back at Jungkook but kept her blank stare, “Sure. I was already making my way there until you stopped me.” 

“I’m sorry for stopping you. Yeri are coming?”

Yeri shook her head and let go of Y/N, “I’m going to check on Taeyong. Bye~.” 

Y/N waved at Yeri and then looked back at Jungkook, “Irene has had four parties this month but you come today. Are you sure you're not following me?” 

“Would you be flatter?”

“The opposite...let’s get a drink.” 

They walked through the crowd of people and Junkook placed his hand behind her back. She glanced at him over her shoulder but he kept looking straight. She didn’t push his hand away and she didn’t know why she didn’t. It was quiet between the two and she sighed to herself, “No small talk?” 

“What is there to talk about?” 

“I don’t know. You're the one that invited me to get a drink, shouldn’t you make small talk.” 

Jungkook handed her a cup of water and shrugged his shoulders, “What do you want to talk about?” 

“You can talk about the test we had in math or even lunch. Something.” 

“The math test was easy.” 

“It was.”

Y/N took a sip as Jungkook did the same, “Y/N, I saw you talking to Jaehyun.”

She raised her eyebrow and nodded her head, “Yes, I talk to him once in a while. Why does that bother you?”

“Jaehyun, be careful of him.”

Y/N let out a scoff and took a sip of her water, “Be careful? Shouldn’t I be careful of you?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Jaehyun told me. He told me you punched him for talking to Rosé all because he wanted to do his project.” 

Jungkook raised his eyebrow and turned his whole body towards her. She looked up at him and felt like he was a tower next to her, “And you believe that?” 

“I have no reason not to. Jae would never lie to me.”

Jungkook leaned down until his nose touched hers, “There’s always more to the story. Don’t believe just one side.” 

She looked at his lip ring and then at his brown eyes, “Then tell the other side.” 

“Jungkook! Are you ready!?” 

They turned their heads to see Jimin looking at them with a raised eyebrow. Jungkook let out a small cough and gave her a look that Y/N couldn’t read, “You already passed judgment before knowing my side. Isn’t that wrong of you?” 

“It’s really hard not to when I know your character.” 

“Do you really know me?” 

Y/N’s face dropped and she looked away from his stare, “I know enough.” 

“Goodbye, Y/N.”

“Bye.” 

She felt him leave but she couldn’t rip her eyes off the white wall. She felt embarrassed to be called out like that. He was right but he makes it really hard to be nice. She glanced where he walked off towards her and saw his eyes were already on hers. She didn’t look away from his intense stare, instead, she encouraged it. 

It’s been a week since Jungkook talked to her and she was feeling uneasy. She hasn’t been talking to Jaehyun and her thoughts have been replaying. “Do you really know me?” He seemed hurt by her assumptions and she was surprised to see it. He was rude to a lot of people but here he was, hurt by her words. Who is she to hurt the rich and powerful Jungkook? It actually made her sick that she was called out for her actions. Ashamed...

Y/N shut off the stove and walked out in the front room of her parents' restaurant. She saw her mother reading a letter and she squinted her eyes, “Omma? What is that?” 

“It’s from the landlord...they want us to close the restaurant.” 

Y/N’s eyes widened and she shook her head, “What? We’ve been paying every month. How can-”

“Someone wants to buy the restaurant...Appa doesn’t have the money to outbid them.”

Y/N frowned and sat next to her mother, “We’ll figure this out. We always figure it out.” 

She heard the door open and she saw Jungkook standing there with his usual outfit. She glanced at her mother and kissed the side of her head. She stood up and went to greet him with a fake smile, “Welcome-”

“Y/N, I want to talk to you.” 

She glanced at her mother and then back at him, “Now is not the time...”

“It’s important.” 

“Jungkook-”

“Did you say Jungkook? As in Jeon Jungkook?”

Y/N turned around and nodded her head at her mother, “Yes, omma-”

“Why do you want this restaurant?”

Y/N's face broke and she turned her head slowly at him, “You're buying our restaurant?” 

Jungkook looked at Y/N and shook his head, “I-I had no idea it was yours.”

Y/N let out a forced laugh and shook her head, “You're so rich that you want to buy everything in Korea. Out of everything, you buy my home. Do you hate me so much? What have I done to you? Is this payback because I’m friendly with Jae?” 

“Y/N-”

“No...I don’t want to hear it from you. Actually, I don’t ever want to hear from you again. This whole time I felt ashamed for making judgments on you but they were all right. You are selfish, prideful, and just....I can’t even put into words how much I hate you right now. Get out.”

“Y/N, please listen-”

“Out. Now.” Jungkook nodded his head and took one final glance at Y/N before closing the door. She glared at the glass and shook her head, “Of course it was him...” 

She ran into her room and shut her door. Here she was feeling bad for Jungkook, what an idiot. She fell into her bed and turned on her phone to watch one of Kook’s videos, at least then she would be entertained and not sad. Anything to forget today. 

Jungkook slammed the door making Jin look up in worry, “Is everything okay?”

“My dad's buying Y/N restaurant…”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow and glanced at Jimin who shrugged his shoulders. He looked back at Jungkook with a confused look, “Why does it matter to you?”

“Because she hates me…I can’t have her hate me. Not her. Anyone but… her.”

Namjoon stood up and walked towards Jungkook. He placed his hand on his shoulder, “You need to be honest with her and with yourself.”

“Hyung, she hates me…it doesn’t matter how I feel.”

Hoseok stood up and gave him a soft smile, “Yes it does. You can still fix this.”

Jungkook looked at Hoseok and then back at Namjoon, “You’re right. I can fix this.” 

.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡

“Y/N, I’m sorry for spreading these rumors.” 

Y/N looked at Taeyong who shrugged his shoulders. Y/N was in the library studying with Taeyong when Jessica came to her. Y/N was ready to fight back with whatever she had but it was the opposite, “Thank you?”

Jessica nodded her head and walked out leaving Y/N confused. She glanced down at the table and was confused. She looked at Taeyong with furrowed eyebrows, “Do you think she’s dying?” 

“Y/N, what?” 

“Well, why else would she apologize?” 

“Maybe she felt bad.”

Y/N let out a small chuckle and shook her head, “I don’t think so...It’s Jessica.” 

“That is true but maybe she saw her wrongs.” 

“Did you see Jungkook?”

“Of course I did...He looks so good at practice.” 

Y/N rolled her eyes and harshly closed her book, “He gets praised for being an asshole while I get my house stolen because of his selfish desires.” 

“Y/N, I’m sure everything has a reason.”

“Reason or not, he’s still an asshole. I have to go, your cousin wants me to go to a museum with her.” 

Taeyong raised his eyebrow and leaned back in his chair, “A museum? With Rosé?” 

“I was surprised too but she said she’ll pay for it and that caught my attention.” 

“What is she planning?” 

“I’ll go find out. I’ll text you later.” 

The museum had a special exhibit for the students. She had never been to this museum but since someone else was paying for it, it was time to get cultured. She saw Rosé looking at a piece of art and she awkwardly walked up to her. Rosé turned around and gave her a smile, “Y/N, you're early.” 

“I had to catch the bus, better early than late with city transportation.” 

Rosé let out a small laugh and nodded her head, “Well, let’s go look around.”

“Sure.” 

They entered the student pieces and Y/N tried her best to focus on the art. It was awkward with Rosé, there was something in the air and she couldn’t decipher what it was. It made her feel nervous and she hated feeling that. She landed on a picture, it was a silhouette of a woman reading in the sunlight with flowers all around. Even though you couldn’t see her face, you could see that she was relaxed and happy. She glanced down to see the name and her eyes widened a bit, In My Dreams by Jeon Jungkook. 

“He knows how to capture a moment doesn’t he...” 

She glanced at Rosé and then back at the picture, “You look relaxed.”

“That’s not me. Can you really not tell who that is?” 

Y/N looked at Rosé and shook her head, “It’s a silhouette. How am I supposed to know?” 

Rosé let out a laugh and shook her head, “It should be called mirror now that you're here.” 

Y/N looked at the picture and she tilted her head, “That can’t be me...Why is your boyfriend taking a picture of me? Is he a pervert?” 

Rosé sighed and glanced at the picture with a small smile, “He took this picture when we broke up...he was looking for his muse and there was you. Reading with the sunlight, it was perfect.” 

“Rosé, why am I here?” 

“Jae isn’t all good...”

Y/N scoffed and looked at Rosé with an annoyed look, “Did Jungkook put you up to this?” 

“No, I saw Jae talking to you and I was worried.” 

“Worried?” 

“Y/N, I cheated on Jungkook with Jae...he promised to love me and only me but Jae left me...”

Y/N frowned at this, “Does that mean Jungkook cheated on you?”

“In a way...there was always one person on his mind. It was never me, I should’ve known but I wanted to hope he could change for me.” 

“That’s horrible of him to do.” 

Rosé let out a laugh and nodded her head, “It is. You want to know who the person was?” 

“It could be Nora, I know she-”

“It was you.” 

Y/N stared at Rosé with a shocked face and then she started laughing, shaking her head, “Probably because he hates me.” 

“The opposite...your scholarship. It’s special you know and Taehyung’s family hands them out.” 

“Yes...why are you bringing this up?” 

“Jungkook read your essay for the scholarship and I think that’s when he fell in love with you.”

“Jungkook, can you read this half?”

Jungkook sighed and leaned back in his chair with an annoyed look. For five hours he’s been helping Taehyung go through these essays. Some were good and some were, and some were funny. He only agreed because he didn’t want to help his dad with paperwork for his work. 

“How much can I read?” 

Taehyung sighed and gave him one essay, “Fine, read this one and you can take a break.”

“Can I play on your computer?”

“I just got it-”

“I can always leave.”

“Fine. Don’t break it or I’ll get yelled at.” 

Jungkook smiled in triumph and took the paper out of his hand. He looked at the paper and saw the name L/N Y/N. Every essay was different, the person could write whatever they wanted. It could be a poem, a story, etc. It just had to showcase how the person’s brain worked. He didn’t think much because so far all the essays were around pages long about their lives and struggles. He wasn’t expecting a poem.

A galaxy with no stars, a map with no direction 

Just a traveler trying to find its safe haven 

“Seek and ye shall find” 

But they never say what will find you

I used to drift away 

Never wanted to stay 

The world was too big for me

But too small for my thoughts 

If I was quiet, I could disappear 

Vanishing from the pain 

Anything to get away 

I hate the lack of control 

But I’m the one to blame 

This nightmare has consumed me 

Everything seems so real 

Even that look in your eyes 

Another day with a new dream 

Steps to enlightenment brightens the way 

But the steps are steep 

Take them one at a time 

If fear paralyzes me then hope is gone  

And this nightmare wins 

There was something with the way the words flowed and it was like he could hear her voice. She was different from all the other essays and he understood how she felt in her poem. He kept rereading the poem and he smiled to himself, it would be dumb to let her go, “I found one.”

“Rosé...why-”

“Jungkook, he tries to be an ass to push people away because he’s scared to lose them. Jae knows this, he likes to toy with him because of it.”

Y/N glanced at the picture and frowned, “I thought they were friends.”

“They were...but Jae knew how to get what he wanted from Jungkook.” Rosé turned towards the picture and frowned, “I knew he was in love with you but I just craved for something...anything really. Jae promised me he would love me and I cheated on Jungkook. I broke him because he trusted me with his secrets and I broke it.”

“Jae...he knew that Jungkook was talking to me. That’s why he wanted to spend time with me, to hurt Jungkook.” 

“When I saw you guys talking in the library, I knew what he was doing and I didn’t want you to become another victim to his game.” 

Y/N looked down at her shoes with shame, “I thought I knew Jungkook and I already had a picture in my head...”

“You knew him through other people but you don’t know him truly. I don’t even know him truly.” 

“I still can’t forgive him for buying my home but I do need to say sorry...” 

Rosé smiled at this and nodded her head, “I can tell you that Jungkook had no say in buying your home. His father makes all the deals but knowing Jungkook he has a plan up his sleeve.” 

Y/N looked up at Rosé with a confused look, “What do you mean?”

“Nothing...we should grab lunch.” 

Y/N sat on Yeri’s bed staring at her Instagram with a blank expression, “Are you sure today is the announcement?” 

Yeri nodded her head and turned to her side to face Y/N, “That’s what his Instagram story said. Maybe you won.”

Y/N scoffed at and lay next to Yeri, “With the way my life is going, I just know I lost.” 

Yeri sighed and looked at her ceiling, “I want you to win because I miss your smile.”

“If I win, I will die from shock.”

“Please not on my sheets, I just washed them.”

Y/N let out a laugh and glanced at Kook’s profile, “how do you think Kook’s personality is?”

“I’m not sure, what about you.”

“I would like to think he’s caring and kind. I bet he’s full of surprises.” 

Just then their phones vibrated and glanced at each other. Yeri smirked at Y/N, “Are you ready to see who won?

“Yeah…whoever you are, I hate you.”

They clicked on the story bubble and Y/N sat straight up in her bed, “Oh my god.”

“Soooo…do you hate yourself?”

That night, Y/N and Yeri watched past videos of Kook. That whole night, Y/N felt her heartbeat and she noticed that Kook felt familiar but she didn’t know why. Maybe it was because she watched him for a while. That’s what she’s telling herself. 

Rosé dragged Y/N and Yeri to the soccer game. Y/N knew why Rosé brought her here and she didn’t know how she felt. She hadn’t seen Jungkook since he was at the restaurant and honestly, it felt like she was seeking out for him. Every time she went to the cafeteria she would hope to catch a glimpse of him but alas nothing. She didn’t know what she wanted to hear from him but she just wanted something from him. 

She watched Jungkook make a goal and she couldn’t stop the smile appearing on her face. Rosé glanced at her and smirked, “You're smiling.” 

“Our team is winning...who wouldn’t be smiling at that?” 

“You because you hate sports but here we are.” 

Y/N rolled her eyes and she turned back to be locked on Jungkook, “I have no idea what you're talking about.” 

Jungkook looked into the audience and his eyes landed on Y/N. They both stared at each other until his coach called him and the stare-down was broken. She couldn’t forgive Jungkook for buying her home but deep down, she just wanted him to talk to her. 

After the game, Rosé brought Y/N down to the field and everything felt slow motion. Jungkook walked up to her and Y/N waited for him by the gates. She smiled at him and looked down at her shoes, “Good job at winning.” 

“I felt a boost of confidence when I saw you. You hate sports so it's an honor that you came by.” 

Y/N rolled her eyes and looked up at him with softness, “I saw your picture...it was beautiful.” 

He stiffed and rubbed the back of his head, “You saw that? What do you think?” 

“I like the flowers. It’s peaceful. What does it mean? The title...” 

Jungkook grabbed Y/N’s hand as they stared at each other with softness, “In my dreams, you're there with me with flowers around us. That’s all I want...”

Y/N glanced down at his lips but then at his doe eyes, “I-I...Jungkook.”

“I know...I just needed you to hear it from me.”

She glanced down at his tattooed hand with a frown, “Jungkook, I’m sorry. I judge you wrongly.” 

“It’s okay at least you know me. That’s all I wanted before it was too late...maybe it is too late.” 

Y/N looked up and felt the warmth left her when he removed his hand, “I-”

“Jungkook, the coach wants us!”

Jungkook glanced and nodded his head at his teammate. He looked back at Y/N and gave her one final smile, “I’ll see you later.”

“Yea-Yeah, I’ll see you later.” 

Y/N watched him leave and she couldn’t remove her eyes off of his back. She felt sick to her stomach and all she wanted to do was cry on her pillow. Why is life so complicated?

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Today was the day that Y/N was going to play a game with Kook. She couldn’t believe that this was finally happening. For years she dreamed about this and it was finally happening. The couple of months have been the worst in her life but now she can forget it for an hour or two. She entered the room for Minecraft (something she thought was strange for him but she ignored it) that Kook sent her. 

She entered the room and she looked at the screen with confusion. She was surrounded by flowers and it looked like someone took out all the trees. It was just flowers until she saw a sign. She walked up to the sign and read it closely, “Y/N, I’m sorry for everything that I have put you through. Please come downstairs.” 

Her mouth dropped, “No fucking way.” She pushed her chair away and ran down the stairs as fast as she could. There was a knock at the door and she knew in hindsight this was pretty suspicious but she knew who it was. She opened the door and he stood there looking at her with his doe eyes, “Kook?”

Jungkook smiled and even with him being soaked from the rain couldn’t stop his smile, “Y/N.”

“What the fuck is going on?”

“I have so much to tell you.” 

“Sure, my parents are out right now. Come in.” 

They walked in and went to her room to have privacy. They sat on her bed (with Jungkook sitting on a towel) and she couldn’t look him in the eyes. He knew had to make the first move, “Your restaurant is homely.” 

“Thanks, we tried our best. It won’t be ours anymore.” 

“That's what I wanted to tell you.”

She looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, “What?”

“I bought the restaurant...I’m your landowner and as your new landowner, I request no rent. Just live here and be happy.” 

She let out a laugh and shook her head, “What are you going on about?”

Jungkook turned towards her and grabbed her hands, “My father wanted to make this into a high-class restaurant. I told him he couldn’t do that, I saw potential in it, I told him. He said then it’s all mine or it’s going back to the previous landowner. I bought it because I knew this was your home and I wanted you to be happy.” 

“I-I have no words. You did this for me?”

“I would do anything for you.” 

“Did you tell Jessica to say sorry to me?”

Jungkook let out a laugh and nodded his head, “I did. It was pretty easy to convince her.” 

She smiled and rubbed his knuckles gently, “You picked me for the scholarship...”

“Rosé told you?” 

“She did...she also told me that...she told me that you're in love with me. Kook, I need to hear it from you.”

Jungkook leaned forward and placed his forehead on hers, “I-I’m in love with you...I was a selfish asshole in the beginning because I wanted to push you away. I realized that I couldn’t do that anymore to you nor myself. I love you, L/N Y/N. If you don’t feel the same, then say it.” 

She smiled and looked down. Silence encased around them and he couldn’t help but laugh. She looked back at his face and tilted her head. She gave him a quick kiss, “I feel the same...you were a selfish asshole. I’m glad we can agree on that.” 

He rolled his eyes and pushed some hair behind her ear, “Full of surprises.” 

“You did all this for me and never told me...”

“I was scared to tell you. You hated me, remember.” 

“For good reason.” 

He shook his head and chuckled, “Yes for good reason…can I have permission to kiss you?”

“Permission granted.”

He glanced down at her lips and she smiled at the softness in his eyes. She nodded her head and he leaned forward placing his lips on hers. The rain that was hitting her window became silent and the only thing that they felt was each other. His lips molded against hers with slowness making her head spin from the passion. It wasn’t until she felt his tongue against her lower lip, Oh, Jungkook. She parted her mouth and he made his way inside. He tasted like banana milk with a hint of chocolate, it was addictive. She knew she was in trouble. 

When they pulled apart, their foreheads touched as he pushed some hair away from her face. She placed her hands on top of his and frowned, “You’re hands...they're cold.” 

“I don’t feel cold when I’m with you.” 

She rolled her eyes and admired his face, “Should I warm you up?” 

His eyebrows raised and he was taken aback by her mischievous look, “Can you?”

“Is that a challenge, Mr. Jeon?” 

“Always is...especially with you.” 

She gently wiped water from his face, “Careful...you look like you're in love.” 

“Then I’ll get injured. It will be worth it.” 

He brought her into another passionate kiss but it was different from the first kiss. A soft moan slips from her throat and is swallowed by his lips. She clung to him, fingers curling at his gray jacket as he sucked on her tongue. She let out a small whimper when he gently bit her lip. When they parted, she couldn’t look away from him. Jungkook brought up his thumb running against her spit-soaked lower lip, he was captivated by the hazed-out love-drunk look on her face.  

“Do you want to continue?” 

“I would be stupid to say no...and stupid is not what I am.” 

He let out a laugh and pushed up her shirt. She quickly raised her arms and he tossed the black shirt over her head. She let out a small laugh at his eagerness but it was quickly wiped away when she saw the lust in his eyes. She was grateful that she didn’t wear a bra at home. He palmed against her breasts and squeezed them gently before his mouth replaced it. Softly moaning his name as her hands were brushing through his hair. 

His tongue flicked against her sensitive nub making her buck against him. He smirked at the effect he had on her. He gently pushed her on the bed and her head was against her pillows, looking at him with patience. She looked beautiful. Her hair sprawled out with all her little moles begging him to continue. Her stretch marks were his map that he couldn’t help but follow with his fingertips. She was a masterpiece that even he couldn’t afford on a good day. 

“What?” 

He rubbed her stomach gently and shook his head, “Nothing.” 

He gently removed her sweats and was met with a thin fabric. He stared at it for a second before tossing it with her shirt. Y/N felt his hands brushing over her ankles, her knees, and then her thighs while feeling his tongue sliding against her skin. She felt him kiss the inside of her thighs and she looked away with shyness washing over her face. She let out an unsteady breath when she felt his hot breath between her legs. 

“Jung-Jungkook.” She gasped out loud and her head whipped back to look at him. He placed his hands on her hips. 

He looked up and saw her flushed face and he smirked but then realization hit him. Was she inexperienced with this? He was going to show her that all the other guys she was with before were missing out on the greatest masterpiece. 

“Relax, I got you.” 

“Oh fuck...” She was squirming underneath him, the overwhelming sensation was taking over her. “Jung-Jungkook...please.” She wasn’t sure what she was pleading for but everything was overwhelming in a good way. 

Suddenly he added a finger and Y/N melted against him. Her fingers were gripping on the sheets and his hair, “I..I...Oh.” She breathed before he added another finger and the sensation of his tongue swirling around her clit was making her go crazy. 

Everything hit her. She was breathing loudly and he watched her face scrunched up. Jungkook slowly moved himself on top of her with a proud smirk. He saw the dazed state she was in and kissed her neck. Tasting the saltness while she was breathing loudly. 

“Are you okay?” 

She glanced at him and brought him into a kiss. He let out a groan when he felt her sucking at the tip of his tongue. She pushed him away and bit her lip, “I need you.”

“Need me for what?” 

She rolled her eyes and unzipped his jacket, tossing it at her pile of clothes. She glanced at his tattoos and gently traced them with her fingertips. She knew many hated his tattoos but she saw it as her map. A map that was filled with adventure and color within her black-and-white life. It was the most beautiful art piece she had ever seen. She was going to keep it from the public the best she could. 

“I need you inside of me.” 

“Can’t argue with that.” 

Jungkook took off his jeans as she leaned towards her nightstand taking out a condom. When he was done, he leaned back on top of her, kissing her slowly while she brushed her hands over his biceps. He slid his hand down the valley of her breast and then cupped her between her legs, making her buck against him, “You ready?” 

“Mmmm....”

He turned them around and she was on top, placing her hands on his chest to push herself up. Her eyes widened at the change but it quickly washed away, “Perfect.” 

“Oh..shit.” He groaned at the feeling and leaned forward nipping at her neck while helping her set a pace. She arched her back, moving up and down. His hands slid towards her ass, grabbing onto the cheeks, pushing himself deeper. 

Jungkook couldn’t take it anymore because of the eagerness he had with her. He suddenly grabbed her and slammed himself deeper inside of her. She moaned out his name and held onto him as he quickened his pace. Her nails digging into his tattooed arm. 

“Y-Y/N...shit.” 

Jungkook felt her clenching around him and he couldn’t hold back anymore. Groaning as he came and fell on top of her, both of them breathing loudly. She looked up at him and saw hair sticking to his forehead and she smiled. She pushed the hair and gently traced his face, “I-I love you.”

“I love you more...so much more.” 

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“Hey guys, it’s Kook. I’m going to take a small vacation since it’s the holidays but enjoy my top moments of 2023. I’ll see you next year! Happy New Year and drop a like if you laugh.” 

Y/N smiled at her phone and she sat on the couch, “Babe, do you want chicken?” 

“That sounds good.” 

Jungkook came into his living room and tilted his head, “What are you watching?” 

She let out a small laugh and looked up at him with a mischievous look, “My favorite Youtuber...” 

“Well, I hope he knows that I’m your favorite everything.”  

“I guess...” 

It’s been three months since their relationship. Her parents were shocked that she was dating him but after she explained everything to them, they saw him in a different light. Everyone at school was surprised to see Jungkook with someone like Y/N but no one questioned him (except Jessica). 

Rosé and Jaehyun became the new couple of the campus. Rosé didn’t have a choice to be with Jaehyun after the news got out that she cheated on Jungkook. She didn’t want her image to be ruined, so she settled with him. Jaehyun on the other hand was upset that Y/N was with Jungkook. He even tried to fight Jungkook but lost that fight. Jaehyun didn’t love Rosé the way he loved Y/N but Jungkook isn’t going anywhere. 

Taeyong and Yeri hated Jungkook at first but they started to like him slowly. Y/N wanted to tell them what Jungkook had done for her but he wanted to earn their likeness now. Jungkook even helped Taeyong with Seulgi while he helped Yeri with her classes. It was a sweet scene to see. 

Jungkook’s parents were indifferent to her. She was expecting that considering she was normal. Jungkook tried his best to get his parents to like her but she stopped him. It wasn’t worth it. If he loved her that’s what matters. 

Y/N glanced at Jungkook and raised her eyebrow, “What?”

“I can’t admire you?” 

“No...gamer boy. You can’t.”

He leaned forward placing a kiss on her lips, “I’ll always admire you...my favorite masterpiece.” 

fifth wish

pairing: jungkook x reader

wordcount: 18k

glimpse: jeon jungkook, world-class socialite and nepotism baby, should be out every night to celebrate while he’s at his prime. why should he fake-date his bodyguard instead?

alternatively, jungkook regularly throws coins to wishing wells with only one desire in mind — to get rid of you.

[ angst, unrequited love (at first), emotional constipation, jk is Very Frustrating to be with, so much pining, the constant repetition of the notion that one must amount to something to be deserving of love, rlly wholesome fluff, mentions of blood n injuries, whole 360 redemption arc dw i am not evil ]

notes: i’m back :) this belongs to the take five universe (take five feat. yoongi, nine to five feat. jimin) n although it’s a completely different jungkook, it’s still on the same vein!! thank u for waiting for me <3

as always, lmk what you think <3 send in feedback n love to my askbox anytime!! even replying to this post sends me over the moon :)

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"Would you rather be homeless and happy or rich and depressed?"

Me: "Rich and depressed. I already have MDD, so I'd just get money."

Dockside Romance || Yandere rich boy x Kayaker GN Reader

Characters: Malakai

Summary: You ended up getting stranded at his beach house's dock. He normally doesn't allow normals into his home... but he'll make an exception for you.

Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness, violence, stalking

A/n: GO TOXIC RICH BOY GO! This is Ranee's Rival

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Yan Rich Boy who was visiting his dad's beach house for the summer. There was a harbor behind it and a small yacht he didn't really know how to use that was docked. The boat was his dad's, and he would use it for more laid back business meetings.

Yan Rich Boy who hates the fact that his dad made him come with him on this vacation. He was supposed to be with some side piece he picked up and showing them the wonders of his daddy's money. Not being here to make 'friends' with his dad's business partners' kids.

Yan Rich Boy who ends up sulking on the patio that overlooked the water where other boats are docked. He's so bitter about being here. He didn't even like the beach. The sun burns that damaged his skin, the sand that would just get into everything, the salty water, and not to mention the fish.

Yan Rich Boy who sees some kayaker out in the water. What were they doing out here? Don't they know it's dangerous? There are so many huge boats coming and going.

Yan Rich Boy who can't deny the kayaker is quite attractive. What catches him off guard though is the fact that they end up docking at his house. He rushes down there to see this person up close.

Yan Rich Boy who ends up helping you out of your kayak and also taking it out of the water for you. He doesn't know why, but he feels this need to help you. He offers you to stay with him for a while.

Yan Rich Boy who finds out that you keep capsizing due to the waves, you don't know the real reason, but you'd rather stay docked for a bit and let the waves calm down. He helps you dry off and can't help but marvel at your toned muscles. You must be so strong.

Yan Rich Boy who is hesitant to let you inside the house but ends up giving in when he hears your stomach growl. You had the cutest embarrassed expression on your face, did you know that? His father saw you being led inside by his son. He must have finally made a friend!

Yan Rich Boy who has his father watch the interaction between you too. He's amazed that his son is going out of his way to make you lunch. This has never happened before!

Yan Rich Boy who finds out so much about you from just one simple lunch. He feels kind of ashamed by the fact that he's staying with his dad. When you tell him you find it cute that he's so close with family, he can't help but swoon.

Yan Rich Boy who is disappointed when he has to wave you off when the sun sets. He watches you leave the harbor, but he swears he saw a large fishtail flick through the water. The last thing he expected was to be splashed by the same tail.

Yan Rich Boy who is embarrassed when questioned by his father. He didn't want to tell him about you. If he did then he was sure his father would force you to be his friend or something. He didn't want that.

Yan Rich Boy who sees you come by frequently in the harbor. He waves at you from the porch. His heart beats quicker when you wave back. But again there was that same fishtail that followed you. What exactly was he seeing.

Yan Rich Boy who finds it odd that he had befriended you so quickly over a couple of weeks of the summer. He often finds himself sitting on the dock, kicking and just waiting for you to come by. When you don't, he ends up being splashed. What exactly is going on?

Yan Rich Boy who is constantly pestered by his dad. His irritation is clear, but his dad can't help it. You're the first friend he ever made and went out of his way to want to see. How did his dad find your phone number?

Yan Rich Boy who messages you endlessly once he gets the courage to start a conversation with you. He couldn't help but imagine your shock and slight anxiety on your face when you got the message. He ended up profusely apologizing for his dad's behavior.

Yan Rich Boy who is elated when you invite him to go kayaking. His dad bought him one when he oh so happened to see you one time kayaking and talking to his son. He only assumed he was interested in the sport rather than the person riding the kayak.

Yan Rich Boy who has difficult following you with your speed and strength. He can't help but admire you, you must have been doing this for a long while. He feels like a burden with his slow pace but your reassurance and care to keep at a slow pace makes his heart almost burst out of his chest.

Yan Rich Boy who comes faced to face with a merman of all things after the kayak gets pushed upside down. Is this the thing that has been following you and splashing him? He can certainly see the jealousy in its eyes when it looks him up and down.

Yan Rich Boy who certainly doesn't believe that he has to compete with some over grown fish for your attention. It's quite obvious who you'd choose. Please tell him you would choose him over that overgrown fish.

Yan Rich Boy who will sit at the end of his dock and stare at the water, sometimes catching the mischievous glances of the overgrown fish that has deemed himself his rival. He's only interrupted by your graceful kayaking and sweet voice yelling at him for his attention.

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Bad situations with good intentions.

The silence in the room was beyond deafening, but for one person, they were aimlessly looking around spending their minutes in silence thinking about nothing. This almost dazed appearance made the other occupant of the room worried and he approached the dazed member and waved a hand, getting their attention.

“Are… you okay?”

Her brow rose. “I’m just peachy. You know, aside from the whole kidnapping thing.”

“Look, is it really kidnapping when you came to me?”

“Pretty much, because you were going to do it one way or another, I just sped up the process.”

“Which could be seen as you wanting to be here.”

“I don’t want to be here, but better me just show up to you then you do something illegal.”

“I would never do anything illegal to you, Cassie.”

“Right.” She looked off. “What is this room anyways? Why do you just have this bedroom in this place.”

“Because this is my home.”

Her gaze shot back to him. “What? No way is this huge place a house. I thought it was some kind of event center.”

“N-no, this is a home. The family home of Armando.”

“Wow, I really didn’t think that. You’re family must be beyond rich.”

“We are. We come from a family that’s owned many businesses for centuries now. I’m sure that’s the only reason you even know me.”

Her head shook. “While Lok Armando is a name I would find in a research paper, I know you because we went to school together.”

Lok’s eyes went a bit wide. “You… actually remember that?”

“Duh. Not to be rude, but you were always staring at me. Some of my friends thought you had a crush on me. Look how right they were.”

“I do not have a crush on you. I happen to be enamored with you.”

“While I can appreciate the difference, it means the same thing. At the end of the day you wanted me to be your girlfriend and I can safely say I never assumed you would go to this extent just to get it.”

“I didn’t mean to do something so drastic, but that fool you were with made it impossible for me to know you personally.”

“How? You could have just approached me as an old classmate and maybe we could have gotten to know each other.”

“Trust me, if it was that easy I would have done it. No, that red-head would prevent anyone they didn’t know from becoming your friend. If they couldn’t find ever bit of information attached to someone, they would run them away from you.”

“Seriously? I guess that explains why I had no friends.”

“Oh no, that was just because people found you intimidating.”

Her brow rose. “And you know that because?”

“Because I used to listen to people who would make fun of you. Most of their comments were juvenile like about your appearance, but some of them were insightful. One of which being that most people found you difficult to approach.”

Cassie let out a sigh. “Then why would you think any different.”

“Because I knew you weren't like that. I told you, when we had to peer review each other’s work, I would pray I got yours—or really ask the person who did for yours—and I enjoyed learning about you in small snippets.”

“You really are weird, you know.”

“I can understand why you would say that, but think of it like this: I’m not weird, I’m dedicated.”

Cassie found herself laughing. “You sound like a crazy person trying to justify why they’re not crazy. Look, you’re not all that bad so can’t you just admit you’re a little off?”

“No, because I’m not. I just have resources to combat the seemingly impossible task of being by your side.”

“I don’t wanna burst your bubble, but you do know I don’t exactly like you right now.”

“I know, trust me. I don’t think anyone would in your situation, but there is a such thing known as Stockholm syndrome.”

“Oh my God, are you serious right now?”

“Very much. While I didn’t exactly kidnap you in a way that would allow for such thing to occur, once the helicopter arrives and we’re taken to my estate elsewhere, you’ll soon realize you can’t get away from me. Besides, I do intend to let you live whatever life you want to, just in the confines of my vicinity.”

“And you think now I’m going to fall for that?”

“I told you, it is possible.”

“You’re insane.” Cassie shook her head. “I don’t really wanna be with anyone. Life is kind of annoying right now and having some other person sounds like an even bigger headache.”

“Oh? I can provide you assurance. You won’t ever be penniless in your life with me.”

“Okay, but I mean just in general. I… guess I don’t like myself very much so how could I like anyone right now?”

“You don’t like yourself?”

“Pretty much. Maybe that’s a byproduct of how my family “protected” me until now, but I really don’t understand much about myself or those around me.”

“Perhaps that’s true. You weren’t exactly allowed to develop any normal relationships with most people…”

“Yeah and the few I did always ended for one reason or another.” She sighed. “Honestly, I think I’m just doomed to be alone forever. Even as a forced bride, I’ll never really be a good partner to you.”

“Besides that being as far from the truth as possible. I want to help you a bit.”

“Huh?”

“Well, I intend on you being in my life for good. So, if you don’t feel good about yourself, how about I give you that?”

Confused as she was, she said, “how can you do that?”

“Well, like I said. We’re leaving to one of my estates in a new place. With that, you can start a new life, be a new person and learn about the various things you’ve always wanted to. The only restriction will be yourself.”

Cassie said nothing after he finished. Her eyes drifted off and it seemed she was deep in thought for a moment. Lok allowed her to think and before long, she spoke up.

“You still sound super crazy, but…” She shook her head. “I would really like something like that. This life of mines is pretty much over. Ruined by the idea that any harm to me shall never happen.”

“So you see the benefit I can bring you.”

“I’m not saying that, I’m saying I want what you suggested. Now how I’m going to get that has several solutions.”

“You were always so quick to turn down people’s help. I can give you exactly what you’re looking for and yet, you decline me?”

“Pretty much. I like to do things on my own and if you think I want someone’s help, then maybe you don’t know me as well as you thought.” She had a smirk on her face.

Lok felt his own smile peak at hers and he moved to sit down beside her. “I guess you got me there. Then, in this time we have together, would you allow me to learn more about you?”

“Shouldn’t that be saved for when we’re living together?”

“I guess you’re right. The best relationships need time to develop.”

“Exactly, nothing a few hours is going to replace.”

“You know, here I thought you wouldn’t be this calm under these circumstances. I had a few things prepared in case you were frazzled and panicked.”

“Like what?”

“Nothing bad, just some incense, a white noise machine, and a weighted blanket.”

“You really thought of everything.”

“As I always do.”

“Then, question—if you thought of all that, why couldn’t have you have thought of some other way to go about this? There had to be some way you could have convinced my dad to let us be friends.”

Lok sat in silence after her question. He didn’t fully know how to answer that and ended up opening and closing his mouth several times.

“I, uh… I’m unsure of how to answer that.”

“Well, let me help you. Instead of all this, you could have just approached my dad during his work hours and told him you were the one sending all those strange people after me. Then, you would explain why, because you wanted to get to know me after we met in middle school. My dad probably wouldn’t have been happy about you trying to date me, but knowing the kind of money and resources you have, it’d be better to let you be my friend then reject you and make this happen.”

“And you thought of this just now?”

“No, I thought of this when I decided to let you kidnap me. I was thinking about it and my dad might be the most anxious man ever about his daughter, but he’s not stupid. He would have seen that it was easier to let us be friends than try and keep you away from me.”

Lok pondered that. “Is that so…? I-I just didn’t assume that because of the hot-head.”

Cassie smiled. “Shugi, he has a name you know.”

“I’m sure he does, but I didn’t think people named brainless creatures.”

She stifled a laugh. “You know, it’s comments like that, that remind me you actually are a pretty normal person.”

“I don’t usually?”

“Of course not. Besides having all this money, the way you talk and act reminds me of a movie character. I don’t typically see you as just a normal guy who’s just a bit older than me.”

“Well, you can teach me. I’ll keep it in mind that insults are a way to appear as normal.”

“That’s not what I meant, but I guess it’s a start.”

Just as soon as she said that, a chime ran through the room. Lok’s phone was ringing and he quickly went to answer it.

“Yes?”

Cassie couldn't hear nearly anything—just the muffled sounds of a voice on the other end—but she still tried to pay attention.

“How did he even find this place?” Lok paused with a sigh. “Fine, keep an eye on him. I’ll be down to deal with it myself.” Lok hung up as he got to his feet and went to the door. “Cassie, please remain here. I’ll be back for you after I deal with something.”

“Should I be worried?” She tried to glean any information.

“No, you shouldn’t. However, if you get board, feel free to explore the room. Everything in here was bought in your interest.”

Cassie sighed. “Alright…”

Lok then made his way out of the room and Cassie heard the doors lock once they closed. She sighed and slouched forward.

“So much for this being the easy way out.”