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ryewi · 5 years

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lost or found - jhs

➸ summary: on a supposedly calm walk around the park, a random stranger appears out of nowhere and accuses you of stealing his dog.

➸ genre: fluff and an attempt at humor, that’s quite literally it

➸ words: 3,3k

➸ warnings: language and jung hoseok

➸ pairing: jung hoseok x reader (and mild namjoon)

If someone were to ask was adopting a stray dog worth it, you’d probably answer no. Strays were those creatures you’d willingly give a piece of your chicken sandwich to, but the contact would usually end up on that. Never did it cross your mind that adopting one, although unplanned, would happen. Of course, life is unpredictable.

Benji, as you called him, was a very small creature. His fur was white with brown splotches, short and neatly groomed, while his ears resembled fluffy puffs. Although your knowledge about dog breeds wasn’t extremely wide, upon brief inspection on the first encounter, the dog reminded of a shih-tzu.

On an extremely unfavorable night, the two of you somehow managed to meet. The weather was horrible, cold temperature paired up with loud thunder created a scary atmosphere as you paced fast, trying to forget the hurtful words of your boss. Benji’s quiet and helpless yelps echoed under the bench, earning your attention. He didn’t attack when you crouched, only backed further under the wood until he couldn’t anymore. Your hands wrapped around the soft and delicate body, lifting the creature up and hugging it close to your body.

Benji was noiseless and careful, choosing to stay by your side rather than explore the apartment. The smaller ate the leftovers of your lunch fast, intently listening to the apologies for not being served proper dog food – you weren’t really expecting guests that day. Truthfully, Benji didn’t understand and even if that was the case, he wouldn’t care. The steak was perfectly cooked, full of proteins that his small body needed. Only when you noticed Benji’s small stomach bloat up after his meal, were you content.

The puppy found purchase on a fluffy pillow that fell from the couch. His small head rested on your toes, sharp eyes tracking movements of the characters on the TV. It didn’t take long before quiet snores were heard from his behalf, the adorable creature slowly dropping on to his side.

Benji walked next to you, tiny paws having to make way too many steps to keep up with your long strides. Somehow, he managed, only sometimes falling behind to sniff an intriguing scent. You stopped and turned to take an aesthetic picture of him, crouching down to achieve the perfect angle, when someone came running into the shot. Their frame all but enveloped Benji’s frightened one, yelling ‘mickey’ over and over again.

Scared that the stranger was a madman, you pulled onto the leash, dragging Benji out of the situation. The dog ran back towards you, his tail curved inwards and ears pulled back. A look of frustration was evident on your face, waiting for the other to stand up so you could properly confront them.

When the stranger turned around, his bubbly aura from before was gone and replaced with an annoyed one. His gaze was vaguely threatening, but upon further (yet quick) inspection of his face, the male seemed to be a harmless person. Dark hair, that matched perfectly with the honey skin tone, fell over his forehead messily. His cheekbones were high, nose pointy and jawline sharp like a knife. The pair of eyes currently staring at you were dark in color, almost black.

“You stole my dog!” He yelled, the sound ringing inside of your head.

“Excuse me?” You managed to whisper out. Although taken aback by this man’s beauty, you still caught on to his words which were exceptionally confusing.

“Dog thief!” He whined, one hand coming up to point at you. The man managed to attract a lot of unwanted attention with his act, which made you feel uneasy. It took a quick moment for the brain to properly process his words, bewilderment only intensifying. You gave the other a puzzled look, hand unconsciously tightening around the plastic handle of the leash.

“This is my dog?” You replied in a questionable but confident manner. Benji indeed was your dog, and currently, this person looked like a lunatic to you. What a pity for such a pretty face. He began shuffling; hands reaching inside of his dark coat, frantically touching the soft fur and evidently looking for something. Although you probably shouldn’t have, you continued waiting for his next words, actions, curious what else the man had to say before his words lost their last bits of coherency.

“It’s my dog, Mickey!” The other argued, still hurriedly inspecting his pockets, fingers now tapping all over his butt. Then, as if remembering something, a faint “aha!” left his lips. Before the male could retrieve whatever it was that he found, you spoke up.

“His name is Benji, Sir” Pointing back at the dog and smiling, you watched as the color from his face completely disappeared. His lips parted slightly, offering a nearly imperceptible glimpse of white teeth. Then, the stranger’s eyes became even bigger, disbelief evident like one lonely cloud on clear sky.

“Benji?” He parroted, then proceeded to spell it out as if he hadn’t heard it right the first time. You nodded along, confirming the suspicions and awaiting his upcoming words. “You butchered my dog’s name!”

Cunt. Now that was infuriating. The male could insult everything else, but not your naming skills! Numerous years playing Sims deemed you an expert at giving names that weren’t generic and you were very proud of Benji. It almost sounded like a name someone from the royal family would have.

“This is a dog, not a fucking mouse, so Mickey isn’t any better, now will you leave me alone” You had enough and were about to walk away when the other stopped you. His hand grasped your shoulder. Sudden heat expanded from the place of contact, his warm touch on your cold shoulder offering an almost burning sensation.

“No! I’m not leaving without him! Have you not seen the flyers?!” His voice was different now, probably scared that you weren’t taking this seriously – which honestly, you weren’t. Who was nuts enough to believe words from a stranger, let alone someone who claims that you stole their dog?

Suddenly, a phone was shoved right into your face. The device was turned on, an unclear picture on its screen. When the image finally loaded, it showed a small dog happily resting on a blue pillow, a pretty red collar wrapped around its neck. The creature was similar, no, scratch that – it was identical to Benji.

While you were examining the shot, finding more similarities as time passed by, the other began calling out “Mickey” to gain attention of the dog. Mickey rang out in your head, sound quiet but still extremely uncomfortable.

The dog didn’t care, sniffing around and only sparing pitiful glances in your direction. The man looked let down but didn’t give up as he crouched and began rubbing his fingers together.

“Benji” You turned around and clapped, expecting the smaller to run quick, but did he? No. Benji didn’t even look back. This annoyed you slightly, partly because the dog intentionally wasn’t cooperating (as if he knew what’s happening), partly because of the sly smirk the man gave you. Truly he had proof, a very strong one at that, but so did you. The smaller was on a leash, that you held. This was your dog, not his. Pulling on the leash, you called Benji once again, but to no avail. He gave no fucks. For neither of you.

“Is there a way to convince you?” The man asked, suddenly extending his arm in your direction and licking his lips before talking “My name is Hoseok, by the way”. His eyes were hopeful, and while they tried to stay trained on your face, they couldn’t be stopped from straying behind. That was his small munchkin on someone else’s leash, and although Hoseok was happy that the puppy was alive and in what seemed decent hands, he couldn’t help wanting Mickey back. Taking the stretched hand for a firm handshake, you replied with your name before continuing.

“Well Hoseok, I’m glad to have met you, but Benji’s staying with me” You answered, finally deciding to continue the walk to the puppy park. Unsurprisingly, Hoseok followed you, strides big enough to rather comfortably trail beside. How annoying. “In the end, he obviously likes me more”.

At that, Hoseok stopped dead in tracks. He seemed to give you this ridiculed face, as if not trusting what you have just said. A stray smile played on his lips, except it looked bashful. Hoseok seemed to be thinking that you were joking. It took a few moments to form a coherent sentence after such a blow.

“I take that as a challenge to prove you otherwise” Hoseok said with such confidence that it sounded borderline intimidating. Then, he raised an arm up and with a determined look, proclaimed: “To the doggy park!”

“That’s an unusual way to ask a stranger on a date” You joked, taking the perfect chance to finally bring some humor into this, to you, pointless conversation.

“Don’t flatter yourself, I only want my dog back” Hoseok replied, waving his hand in a dismissing manner. Ouch.

Needless to say, neither of the two gave up. While Hoseok was trying to persuade you into giving up, you held close onto the little creature as if your life depended on it. The dog was watching the other as intently as you were, not putting any effort into making things easier for the man. You’d catch yourself pitying Hoseok, but upon remembering his true intentions, the emotions disappeared.

The past hour that you’ve spent in the little space protected by tall gates, Hoseok was the only one talking. His mouth never closed, for he rambled on as if there was no tomorrow. He’d show pictures of ‘Mickey’ and claim for the hundredth time that that was the dog currently in your arms. Hoseok even had the audacity to lift one of Benji’s paws up and show the small black dot on his pads, declaring that his dog had the same mark.

Right now, the man was rummaging through his obnoxiously red bag, pulling out all sorts of dog necessities and laying them before your knees. God only knew why the other carried so many dog accessories when he didn’t even have a dog to use them on. Your attention wandered around, falling on the man but not remaining on his words, rather his beautiful appearance. Hoseok’s dark locks created a curtain over his tilted face, but because of your hunched posture, it was still possible to see his breathtaking features.

Although the other looked troubled and his eyes were focused on the inside of his bag, they still appeared optimistic. There was an unfamiliar but warm glint inside of them. His lips were a thin line, two deep dimples at their corners. Hoseok’s pointy nose made you want to run a finger down its bridge, just to make sure that such a perfect curve was real. His honey skin glowed on the noon’s sunlight, making him look that much more attractive.

“This is his collar! And his favorite toy! Look!” The male yelled, throwing something that looked like a carrot plushie. Benji leaped out and ran after the toy, snapping you out of the daze you were previously in. Fortunately, Hoseok paid attention to the little fluff that ran around and not you, whose cheeks were the brightest shade of red. When Benji came back, carrying the carrot in his small jaws, Hoseok took it away and turned to you.

“He even knows tricks! High-five!” Surely enough, Benji lifted up on his hind legs and answered Hoseok’s high five, to which the bigger squealed and clapped like a child. He reached behind and took out tiny dog treats in numerous shapes, which your dog happily munched on. Feeling threatened, you picked Benji up and reached inside of his mouth to take the treats out. The smaller began chewing faster with panicked eyes, as if it was his last meal, making you sigh.

“Stop bribing my dog with toys and treats!” You yelled, then pouted and turned around to sit in another direction. Benji looked over your shoulder towards Hoseok, who chuckled and then sighed in disbelief. Noticing the little’s field of vision, you turned his head away, not willing to lose the fight just yet.

“I’m not bribing! That’s my dog! How much more proof do you need, woman?!” Hoseok’s words rang out. You chose to ignore their effect, for it was gradually becoming obvious that the man wasn’t joking. Seriously, who on this dying planet would spend two hours with a stranger just to steal their dog? Surely, if you were a pet thief, you would’ve given up already.

“Who would leave their dog alone in the rain?!” You argued back, declining to look at the other, scared that your thoughts would wander far away again. Hoseok groaned and although you couldn’t see him, it was possible to feel his eye roll.

“Not my fault! My roommate was walking him that day and-” Suddenly, the man was cut short, which made you turn around to inspect the situation. There, behind Hoseok, stood a tall man, with extremely long legs and broad shoulders. He wore jeans that weren’t long enough to cover his ankles and a brown coat that reached his knees. There was a pair of round glasses resting on his nose, and a brown beret that fulfilled the whole thoughtful aesthetic.

“Speak of the devil...”

“Mickey?! You found him?!” The stranger asked, his words overpowering Hoseok’s. His voice was deep and it cracked here and there from the surprise. The tall man walked past the other to pet Benji, acknowledging your presence with a quick nod and shy smile. The dog began wagging his tail and jumping in your arms, evidently happy.

“That’s the twat that lost my dog” Hoseok mumbled, eliciting a heartfelt laugh from you for the first time. Your smile was so big that Hoseok’s heart jumped a beat at the sight; you looked so heavenly at that moment. His words somehow managed to lower the tension that unconsciously built up. Although Benji enjoyed the affection he was showed, you felt somewhat uneasy.

“Come on...” The stranger whined, eyes rolling at Hoseok who only sent a glare in return. “We found him now! Can’t you cut me some slack?”

“Namjoon” Hoseok warned, voice strong and authoritative. Namjoon stiffened and that, the tone enough to put him in place. He stood up and looked at you from above, casting a tall shadow and making you look up. The man looked quite intimidating from such an angle, but the moment his hand extended and you caught a glimpse of his dimples, the worry washed away. Helping you stand up, Namjoon smiled, finally deciding to introduce himself.

“That’s me. And you are?” His voice was soothing and you swore that if he were to read the cereal ingredients, it would still sound like the best novel. Hoseok frowned, listening to Namjoon who repeated your name a few times to remember upon hearing it. He approached his roommate and nudged him away, unsatisfied with the atmosphere that was building between you two. Namjoon, unfortunately, hadn’t gotten the hint, continuing the conversation.

“Well, thank you for helping us find Mickey. We’ve been searching for him for so long, I almost became hopeless” He smiled, and at that moment, you recognized the truth. This man sounded so sincere and you shrugged, a small pout playing on your lips upon accepting defeat. Your heart hurt but the mind was somewhat content.

“You’re welcome” The reply came out weaker than you intended it to be, your head hanging lower before glancing at Hoseok. His eyes were wide open in disbelief, lips forming an open O shape. Taking a step forward and putting a tentative hand on your shoulder, Hoseok hunched over and looked you in the eye.

“You’re going to let us have him?” The male asked, appearing more shocked after he voiced out his thoughts. Truthfully, Hoseok couldn’t believe it either, somehow you were giving in pretty fast.

Nodding your head and dropping down to crouch and pet Benji for what might be the last time, you sniffled. The pup put his paws on top of your knees and wagged his tail, eyes shining with your own reflection in them. He looked so happy, obviously unaware of what’s going on and probably thinking about when the next meal’s going to be. At least he’ll continue living his cheerful life. The two men watched over as you bid the emotional farewell, heads tilted to the side and pitiful smiles playing on their faces.

After a while, you stood up and dejectedly handed the leash over to Hoseok, who had the most dumbfounded expression on his face. Namjoon was the first to thank and reassure you that the dog’s going back to his happy home, where he will be taken good care of. Then, as if timed, an annoying ringtone echoed through the small space. Namjoon was quick to excuse himself, for he had to answer the call. Hoseok stopped his roommate for a quick second, telling him to wait at the car before the other nodded and walked away.

The first remained standing beside you, shuffling nervously. He seemed to be confused about his future actions; yet before the mind was able to abort mission, the male was already reaching out for his phone.

“Let me have your number really quick... so you can y’know... come visit him” Hoseok’s voice was small and the tip of his ears turned red. The male couldn’t look you in the eyes, handing out his device then opting to watch Benji, who chewed on his laces. At that moment, Hoseok looked adorable, for his demeanor was completely different than what you were used to. The confident and assertive persona was nowhere to be seen, a shy boy suddenly replacing its position before you.

Typing the series numbers in the dial and calling fast, the screen of your own phone lit up, an unknown number flashing across the display. Saving your number as a new contact in Hoseok’s phone, you looked up, eyebrow raised in a teasing manner. It was now your turn to play nonchalant and bold.

“... Visit him or visit you perhaps?” There was a sly smile on your lips, but a matching pink tint on your cheeks. Hoseok finally looked up to meet eyes, a surprised expression painting his beautiful features. Somehow, the irises of the other expanded and even on such distance, it was possible to read his emotions through them.

“Well I didn’t say that, but now that you’ve suggested...” He tried playing it cocky, head turning to look in another direction, tongue prodding at his cheek. Hoseok’s hands were placed behind his back, and only when you nudged the device for god knows which time, did the man take it back. Snorting at the reply, you rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“Turn around, Hoseok, or I may just change my mind and steal that dog from you again” At that, the other laughed and bid his goodbye with a wide smile. You watched Hoseok run towards the exit of the enclosure, followed by his loyal companion. There, he picked the dog up with one hand, heading towards Namjoon who stood beside his car just a few meters away. With his free hand, Hoseok typed something on his phone, only to make yours buzz continuously once he put it in his pocket.

Unknown – 4 seconds ago

I’m free tomorrow 5pm

You can come visit Mickey then, I mean

A/N: This sat in my drafts for so long and I’ve been somewhat unsatisfied with my works lately to write anything new so, ig i’ll just publish this. School started and honestly idk how to feel but i know there will be way less time for writing now.

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ryewi · 5 years

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a game for two pt.3 (M) - jjk

➸ summary: Seven days on a school trip to the seaside. Seven days with your best friends, alcohol, freedom and a mischevious Jeon Jungkook who just wouldn’t leave you alone. Sounds fun, right?

➸ genre: schooltrip!au, classmate!au, smut, fluff, drama

➸ words: 10,8k

➸ warnings: penetrative sex, protected sex, rough sex, throat fucking, hair pulling, degradation, name calling, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, squirting, cum play, oversensitivity, spanking, pussy slapping, stripping, grinding… phew chile

➸ early A/N: thank you for being so patient and enjoy!

“Please stay a little bit longer” Even in such a dimly lit room, Jungkook’s eyes glistened. They looked pitiful and drowsy, but at the same time hopeful. Jungkook's grip on your wrist remained strong, allowing him to feel the intense pulse of the artery his fingers grasped.

Thinking the other’s proposal over, you found the idea intriguing. A familiar glint in Jungkook’s eyes pleaded for you to accept, promising that there was something much bigger behind his suggestion. Deciding to give it a shot, you put a free hand over his and spoke.

“Let’s go out” That was it. That was the chance you were offering, opening the door of your heart and holding it for the other to walk through. Jungkook’s obvious disbelief showed through his eyes, lips slightly parted as if he couldn’t process that you actually accepted.

Careless. That’s what you were while running down the stairs and past the disco, holding onto each other’s hand. The wide doors were open, tens of colorful lights from inside not quite making it over the lines of the dance floor. Thankfully, no students were outside, but the thrill of being seen together made blood flow faster through your veins.

A pair of sharp eyes tracked your movements, a small smile playing on their lips as they shook their head.

Once out of the hotel, you noticed how different the air was. The warmth from before was gone as wind caressed your exposed legs. Shivers ran down your spine and Jungkook seemed to notice the goosebumps that formed on your skin, making him sigh. His hand squeezed yours, trying to transfer the smallest bit of heat.

Just then, did it hit you that Jungkook’s fingers were still interlaced with yours. The whole situation appeared intimate, but for an unknown reason, it wasn't a bother. Tightening the hold, you heard Jungkook chuckle lightly.

The male walked half a step ahead, leading the way as you strolled next to the ocean. The sound of waves hitting the shore had you turning to look at the beautiful scenery. The waves were high enough to reach your knees, and you broke free to run into the water. Somehow, you felt even more immersed in the landscape. Among the strong glints of numerous constellations, the water surface also reflected that breathtaking shine of the full moon.

Suddenly, a tiny firefly began circling around you. That incredibly small creature coaxed you into spinning in a circle, not wanting to miss a second of its beautiful glow. The light strands of hair soared through the air, and with arms extended, you looked so carefree. To someone, you looked like an angel right now. The inner child woke up and you tried jumping and capturing it before it flew away. The tries were deemed failures, but in a fast moment, two much bigger hands came into view and caught the firefly. When you looked up, Jungkook stood right beside you, with the softest smile on his face.

He lowered his hands and made a tiny hole in the juncture of his thumb and palm. You grabbed his wrists and brought them to your eye, peeking right through. Sure enough, there was a dot of light between Jungkook’s enclosed hands. You clapped lightly and smiled. The smile was so big and so sincere that Jungkook was sure his heart was about to explode at any given second.

Eventually, the other let go of the animal. His hands weren’t left completely unemployed, as he was back to holding yours. Jungkook sighed in content while walking to the small, secured area not so far away from your current location. It was surrounded by short palm trees, and low bushes, offering a certain amount of privacy. On the ground, there were white flowers that bloomed at night, therefore their beautiful scent was still noticeable in the air.

You were taken aback by the beautiful nature, the whole place looked so much more beautiful and magical during nighttime. While you were curiously inspecting the petals of the flowers, Jungkook sat down on the soft sand and observed you. The man sighed; his heart suddenly way too heavy. There was an unknown weight pulling his chest down the more he looked at you. Maybe Jungkook was selfish, but at that moment, he wanted you all for himself.

One second, you were crouching down and the other, falling as a pair of strong arms pulled you down.

“Oh god!” Screaming, you unceremoniously fell down on Jungkook. The male let out a quiet ‘oof’, but remained indifferent as you turned to look at him. Primarily, you felt concerned and guilty, for the man had obviously taken a hit, but upon seeing Jungkook’s adoring eyes as he pulled you closer to him, the worry had washed away.

Silence enrolled between the two, leaving your thoughts alone with the soothing sound of waves and quiet wind. Your gaze once again fell upon the water. The beautiful melody of nature woke up the curiosity about something you wanted to ask for a long time. There was a generous amount of hesitation and it had obviously shown on your face, for the other had noticed the nervous shuffling.

“What are you thinking about?” Although Jungkook’s voice broke the peace, it didn’t ruin the atmosphere you two were in. He held you with arms wrapped around your waist, his attention (always) completely on you.

“Jungkook...can you sing for me?” Your voice was small, almost silent as if you were asking for something of much bigger secrecy. The other looked surprised and thrown out of balance, for he had not expected such a request. Jungkook felt somewhat glad that you asked and after a few short seconds, he nodded, looking away and trying to pick a song.

Jungkook’s hand came up to the back of your head, pushing it down to rest at his shoulder. Soon enough, he began singing ‘Nothing like us’, rocking the two of you left and right to the rhythm of the song. It was a well-known fact that Jungkook had a beautiful voice, but for all these years, you’ve never heard him sing. Now that the moment has finally come, you were blown away by just how angelic he sounded like.

The last words of the song arrived quick, and silence resumed not long after. Jungkook looked at you with expectant eyes, trying to spot how you were feeling without any words spoken. To his surprise, you sat up, eyes piercing his with the most delighted gaze.

“That was...wow... Astounding! Wow!” You chirped, hands coming together in a hushed clap. Just the happy look on your face was enough to make Jungkook just as happy. Truthfully, many have complimented his voice, but up until now, none of them were you.

In the midst of your wordless state, Jungkook was only staring at your face with a smile on his. The moment looked right and everything stopped, giving you enough time to observe the other. From his beautiful doe-like eyes and long eyelashes, cute nose, and a scar on his left cheek. Then Jungkook’s soft lips that somehow glistened even when under a shadow. For some reason, your eyes locked on them for a second too long.

One second too long because Jungkook was leaning closer and pressing his lips to yours. It took another second to realize that your lips worked against his in perfect sync. Jungkook’s kiss was slow and passionate. It portrayed so many emotions you were either oblivious to or in denial for. All because of the disbelief that appeared not too long ago.

A sudden sting made you flinch away, breaking the kiss and slapping the side of your neck. Hoping that whichever creature that bit you was now dead, you soothed out the hurting pink bruises. A hiss left your lips; there were so many and the slap made them even more sensitive.

“I’m sorry” Jungkook said, eyes scanning the painted canvas that was your neck.

“Why so?” Not quite processing his words, you looked at the other, hand still stroking the tender patches of skin.

“Because of those” Jungkook’s point finger pointed to his neck. It was completely clear, bronze skin not marked at all. There was only one small pink patch on his left collarbone that proudly stood out. Shaking your head at him, you murmured an ‘it’s okay’ and moved on to point something out.

“You’re not going to hide your hickey?”

“Why would I?” The other answered nonchalantly, as a matter of fact. His untroubled way of speaking was vaguely shocking. Maybe Jungkook doesn’t care about hickeys, maybe he’s been marked so many times that they’ve lost meaning for him. The more the possibilities piled up, the more your heart deflated.

“Maybe I want to show it off?” That remark had your neck snapping to look at him. With wide eyes, you observed how the corners of Jungkook’s lips moved upwards, obviously entertained by the reaction. He decided to push it on.

“I don’t let just anyone mark me, darling” There it was again. Although not in his bedroom anymore, the name rolled off Jungkook’s tongue oh so enticingly. With eyebrows risen and a dumbstruck expression, you continued looking at the man. Albeit he hadn’t mentioned it, the words of your best friends replayed in your mind.

Jeon Jungkook never marks girls.

There was always this tiny voice whispering in the back of your mind. The thought fairy would often tell you things you were being suspicious of and currently, she was being extremely noisy. She screamed exceedingly loud, knocked on the doors of your mind, begged for someone to open and hear her out.

The more you tried to shoo her away, the more determined she grew. The more you looked at Jungkook, the more his emotions showed. Your heartbeat quickened and you felt lost. Jungkook noticed the way your irises shook, uncertain about where to look at. He also caught on to how you shuffled in the spot, troubled with what to do. Without much reason, it began to worry him and Jungkook reached out for your hand. The man noticed how cold it was fast, the heat completely drained. Bringing it to his lips, Jungkook began to rub and blow down on your palm.

The heart inside of your chest beat stronger than ever until it finally exploded when the male landed a light kiss on the heel of your hand. Jungkook did it so casually, almost as if he wasn't aware of his actions. Just as the move was about to be repeated, you retreaded and stood up. Another breeze of cold air caressed your skin and you shivered, using the perfect opportunity to head back to the hotel.

“It's cold. We should head inside?” The statement sounded more like a suggestion, but the other seemed not to care. You were about to turn around after helping Jungkook stand up, but something firm and rough made you trip. A hiss tore from your throat upon the sharp pain in your ankle, but fortunately, the fall never happened. Jungkook was there to catch and pull you back into his chest.

“Your ankle” Jungkook noted, giving you a second to regain balance before he crouched down and inspected the scrape. It wasn’t serious, but there was a generous amount of blood trickling down the soft skin. The man trailed a thumb over it, causing you to hiss once again. Jungkook took his time, inspecting the wound for a few moments, then let out a loud ‘tsk’ and stood up.

“Desperate times call for desperate measures” Jungkook said as a matter of fact, then without giving enough time to react, picked you up in his arms. Yelling in surprise, you latched onto his neck, head nudging deeper into his chest. The other smiled and began walking, arms securing a tight hold around your body that began to twist.

“Jungkook! Let me down I can walk” Although you were trying to turn and break free with all of your might, his hold was stronger and the tries were deemed failures.

“There’s sand in your wound already, we don’t need any more of it” Jungkook chuckled, but you weren’t going to back down so easily, shoulders continuing to roll and legs swinging up and down with more force.

“Jeez calm down!” He said, voice stern and eyebrows furrowed in a frown. Jungkook’s sudden change of demeanor had you taken aback as the atmosphere changed and you immediately stopped being so childish. Relaxing in his hold and letting the legs fall down freely, you listened to Jungkook’s breathy laugh.

“Got you there, didn’t I?” Oh, how you wished you could be mad at the other. Still, Jungkook’s bunny teeth that peeked out as his eyes turned into crescent moons didn’t allow you to feel such way. Punching his muscular shoulder, you huffed in annoyance, cuddling deeper into Jungkook’s strong chest.

“Whatever, Jeon”

Once again, careless. Jungkook carried your asleep figure up the stairs as if you weighed nothing. His steps were careful and even, afraid that even the slightest change in rhythm would wake the sleeping beauty up. Somehow, you managed to fall asleep to Jungkook's quiet singing on the way back. This time though, Jungkook didn’t rush past the open door of the disco, but maybe even slowed down. He actually wanted to be seen like this; he wanted everyone to know that you were his and off-limits for anyone else.

The second Jungkook turned the corner and entered the long corridor of hotel rooms, a silent ‘click’ echoed through the empty space. Paying it no mind, he walked forward, reaching your room in no time. Jungkook jerked his shoulder carefully, watching as your eyes fluttered open. There was a shy smile on his face as you were cautiously lowered to the ground. The clicking sound once again occurred, albeit this time it passed by unnoticed.

“Thank you” Was all that you managed to say, with voice small and groggy. Expecting an answer from Jungkook before parting ways, you stood before him, waiting. There was a long moment of silence, shared by two people who didn’t want to let go. Instead of a verbal reply, Jungkook responded by pushing you against the door and leaning in. His lips attacked yours in a short but sensual kiss. Another click.

Suddenly, it became too much for your heart once again. The fairy was celebrating for some reason, her cheerful jumps around your mind not allowing you to think straight. Jungkook observed with curious eyes, finding the way your irises abruptly began quivering quite perplexing.

“I’ve got to go” You mumbled, finally retrieving clear thoughts. Jungkook frowned but let go, sensing that something wasn’t completely right. He wanted to ask what was happening, but you managed to pull out the card and open the door so fast, that he wasn’t able to.

Jungkook looked at the closed door of your hotel room for a while, before turning to walk through his own. He realized that there’ll be enough time to talk to you about it tomorrow.

When the corridor was accounted clear, two short creatures emerged from behind the corner. Their bodies moved swiftly but attentively as they dashed towards the other end of the hallway, phones in hands. All that could be heard were their laughs as they distanced further away from that corner.

You were woken up by the not-so-quiet chatter of your best friends. Their voices were perfectly clear and it was possible to immediately catch on to a certain point of the conversation.

“I feel a little bit let down...” April said, disappointment dripping from her words. The female turned to look at you, head shaking as she heaved a loud sigh.

“I actually feel heartbroken and pitiful” Marie added, her own voice nurturing a displeasing undertone you were sure to have never heard before. Whatever they were talking about, wasn’t a likable topic to wake up to. The shortage of knowledge made you concerned and you shuffled nervously, turning around to look at them.

Complete and dreadful silence fell upon the room, rising the tension that was already there. The three females looked at you with indifferent eyes, as if they were aware you were listening. Their expressions were empty, lips in thin lines and eyes focused on the same place. Marie cocked her head to the side, right eyebrow raised. Then, after a long sigh, she stood up and approached you.

“Well, good morning, miss Jeon” She tried breaking some of the pressure in your shoulders with a light smack and an awfully fake smile. Marie’s eyes were nervously jumping between Jackie and April, trying to get them to support whatever she was doing. Her voice was different and it had you flinching at the deviation.

“Excuse me?” You replied, evidently shocked at being called such a name.

“Ah, those wild teenage years, ditching friends to hang out with that handsome, bad boy” Jackie said with such a dramatic tone that it almost diverted your attention from the meaning of her words. While Jackie’s small act looked hilarious, head thrown back and the heel of her hand pressed against her forehead, you couldn’t laugh.

“How did you-” Being caught in the act, the only reaction you could give was one of disbelief and curiosity. Clearly, they were aware of your whereabouts from last night, but how come? Did Jungkook tell them? Did they see you? Did someone else know?

Instead of a verbal answer, Marie reached out and picked up the small device from the nightstand. She unlocked it and tapped on the Instagram app, groaning once it finally opened. Without any more action, Marie handed her phone and allowed your eyes to scan the scandalous pictures before you.

They were photographs from last night, taken from a weird angle and a generous distance. Despite all of that, the camera managed to catch the shots in perfect quality. They showcased you and Jungkook in a few poses. The first one was Jungkook carrying you, the second was him waking you up, back turned towards the camera and the third one, probably the worst one – Jungkook kissing you.

The more you looked at them, the more they looked surreal. Your eyes welled up with tears as they gazed over the caption.

Well, that’s another bet that Jeon managed to win. Is there something he can’t do?

The girl who posted the pictures, being one of the biggest gossipers, was well known around the school. Judging by her status and the number of likes the post had, there was no doubt that at least half of the whole year saw what happened last night. For some reason, you dared to open up the comments, a tear falling upon reading the most popular ones.

Wow never knew she was that easy...

↳ I think this is his new record lol

Really? Her?

Yikes

No playing around with Jeon Jungkook, straight business haha!

Giving the phone back to Marie with no words, you stood up and walked towards the bathroom. Your feet were dragged along the rough carpet and over the cold tiles. Sitting down on the toilet and burying your head into two helpless hands, you began crying. Quiet sobs and vibrating breaths escaped through your barely parted lips, tears falling as if they were racing with each other.

Why were you crying? What was it exactly that hurt? Was it their comments, their degrading words?

Or was it the fear of being used by Jungkook? The realization that all of this has been one big bet?

Thoughts similar to such only fueled the tears, until you just couldn’t cry anymore. The mention of being ‘yet another one’ in the line of girls Jungkook slept with, made you feel nasty. On top of that, his little sly game was a bet all along. You wanted to feel angry and annoyed, but couldn’t. Weren’t you playing with him too? Wasn’t all of this just a plan to make Jungkook fall for someone? Catching feelings has never been the goal and it turned out to be quite big collateral damage.

Sooner than later, you wiped the wet trails on your cheeks and stood up. Giving a pitiful thumbs up to the reflection in the mirror, you brushed your teeth and hair with little to no motivation. There was still some pride to maintain and no reason to give up on looking nice.

When outside, the three females picked out an outfit and helped you put it on, adding a few decorative accessories to spice the look up. Slight guilt washed over you upon recalling how they got to know about your last night rendezvous. The first one to inform them should’ve been their best friend and not some disgraceful Instagram post. Even though it was evident that they were slightly disturbed, apart from what you’ve heard before, none of them mentioned it anymore.

Although no one dared to say anything as you walked towards the restaurant, there were hundreds of mocking looks that were thrown in your direction. Their taunting smiles only grew bigger whenever you spared them a glance, so you simply decided not to pay attention anymore. It never occurred to you as to why people loved to butt their noses into others’ lives - why they enjoyed gossip so much.

It might’ve been because the restaurant is so spacious, but the atmosphere grew lighter and more breathable. In here, the students were focused on the delicious breakfast and their friends instead of you. Walking behind everyone, your eyes ran over the whole room, searching for one person without much reason. Catching no glimpse of the familiar dark locks, you sighed, head hanging low. Two steps later, a hand enveloped your wrist and pulled you backward.

Only after turning around, did you see Jungkook. He was facing forwards, right hand extended backward as he pulled you outside of the hotel. The steps the man was taking were hurried and long, while his strong grip on your wrist forced you to match the quick strides. Students that were late to breakfast walked past you, shocked expressions on their face and all you could do was smile pitifully.

Jungkook stopped in the middle of the parking lot in front of the hotel. The sun outside was now sheltered, it’s rays fighting to pass through the gaps between grey clouds. For the first time during the trip, the sky wasn’t clear. It was grey and gloomy, and you supposed that it would rain today.

You were extremely hesitant in showing any kind of reaction when the other turned around. There was a generous amount of distrust in your eyes, which made Jungkook’s chest ache. He had no fears, but he was scared of losing you. The whole relationship was walking on an extremely thin line.

Jungkook looked upset, irises quivering as he studied your features. There was so much going on inside of his eyes, but the most noticeable was the layer of tears around them. Jungkook never cried, and seeing the male like this wasn’t such a wishful sight. Even in such a hesitant state, you reached upwards to wipe the tears that threatened to spill from the corner of his eyes. Just then, Jungkook grabbed both of your wrists and held them tight. His breathing quickened, chest heaving up and down faster.

“I’m sorry” Jungkook said, voice weak but clear. Being addressed with such a tone hurt. You gulped, feeling sudden weight pulling your chest down. The grip was still strong on your wrists; you’d run away and Jungkook was afraid of letting go. He didn’t know what to say to make the situation better, but it was clear that if he remained silent, it would only be worse.

“I... I should’ve been more careful” The male continued, seeing as you weren’t going to say anything yet. Your eyes were empty and Jungkook felt his hands tremble. Emotion, there was no emotion – it was frightening, to say the least. How did he manage to lose you so fast?

“But there was no bet, I don’t know what they’re talking about...” Jungkook added, his voice breaking at most of the words. The noise of rustling leaves and wind carried the sound of his sighs far away from your ears. The light breeze was turning into a strong wind and the grey clouds from before appeared much darker.

“Please don’t listen to them, it’s all lies”

“Then who or what should I be listening to, Jungkook?” You replied, gaze piercing right through his brown eyes. At that moment, it was possible to read Jungkook’s emotions and thoughts. They were all one big blur, a huge tangled yarn. Truly, he was hurt. You were searching for a third party, someone else to believe when he was right there, right in front of you. A drop of rain fell on his head.

Moving one of your hands towards his chest, Jungkook took a deep breath, then held it. Sure enough, his heartbeat was horrendously quick, similar to the one in a bunny. When your eyes met again, Jungkook spoke.

“That’s what” With that, the male leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. Then, as if timed, it began raining. Even in such a circumstance, when the harmless drops turned into a downpour, Jungkook wasn’t letting you go. He kissed you slowly as if the time of your universe was in his hands.

The words hadn’t registered in your mind immediately, which led to a delayed reaction. When the kiss broke, you pushed his chest slightly, creating some distance. Frowning and holding your head hung low, the goal was to avoid Jungkook’s eyes. His expression was one of pure shock, but unfortunately, it went by unnoticed.

So little time but so many expectations for a response. It was your turn to have clouded thoughts, with hands trembling while trying to grasp the situation. You could be holding a thing so important to someone right now. That, or you could be playing a victim in another one of his bets.

You needed time to breathe.

“I... I’ll catch you later” Jungkook reached out to grab ahold of you, but it was too late. You were already out of reach, running back through thick rain. Jungkook was standing in the parking lot, left with the most heartbroken expression. The rain had drenched his clothes completely, hair sticking to his face, yet he didn’t mind. Jungkook didn’t mind as he sat down on the wet asphalt and watched the way you fought your way through a mass of students gathered at the entrance.

Jungkook’s phone vibrated from the inside of his jeans pocket. Although they were drenched and the device was probably damaged, the male made no effort to shield it from water. He reached back, pulled it out and checked the screen. The rain made the phone slippery and its screen blurry, but Jungkook was still able to read the message.

William – 15 sec ago

10pm sharp at the café behind the hotel tonight. This is the last time, Jeon.

It took Jungkook a second to completely process William’s words and what he meant by them. Despite not having to do so, the other was creating one last chance for his best friend. Jungkook was so immensely thankful. He looked upwards and somehow caught the sight of William at the window, head shaking with his usual dissatisfied expression.

The three females ran after you, steps quick but firm as they tried not to slip on the puddles of water on the floor. Their words weren’t loud enough to overpower the deafening sound of your upset heart. Every single noise that would’ve usually attracted attention, was now too insignificant as Jungkook’s words kept replaying in your head.

That’s what.

The little fairy celebrated, happy to be right once more. She yelled again, told you that his words were what you wanted to hear all along, that you’ve finally won the game. Jeon Jungkook’s finally hooked on someone, just as planned. The man has been defeated and put in his place, she thought.

But the fairy had no connections with your chest. She wasn’t aware of how happy your heart became, or how beautiful the melody of your heartbeat was.

Jungkook’s words were certainly what you wanted to hear. While your head said that it’s because Jungkook was finally hooked on someone, your heart said that it’s because Jungkook was hooked on you.

When inside the room, you rushed towards the bathroom. The hot shower offered enough time to relax and clear your thoughts, mind finally back to working normally.

April and Marie sat on the beds while you showered, wondering where the last member has disappeared. As if summoned, Jackie entered inside just a few seconds later, a grin playing on her lips. She sat beside the two and remained silent until you came out of the bathroom. April stood up and helped pick clean clothes, motioning for Jackie to talk.

“I heard something awesome” The female’s voice was cheerful and happy, ready to deliver what seemed like the best news of your lives. With such an introduction, Jackie had the attention of her best friends fast. “They’re serving mousse cakes at the café!”

Hearing ‘mousse cake’ had your head jerking in Jackie’s direction, hands almost letting go of the towel. April grabbed your sides quick, preventing the cloth from dropping and earning a quick ‘thanks’ in return. You’ve always wanted to try a mousse cake; the pretty pictures and videos on Instagram always looked so delicious.

“Let’s go try it tonight!” Marie exclaimed; happiness evident in her tone. Although she had no clue about Jackie’s plan, she was following it surprisingly well.

“10 sounds well?” Jackie risked, aware that the sudden suggestion of time might be a bit suspicious. April coughed and shot Jackie a sneaky look before speaking up.

“Yeah, we might as well avoid the big crowds at that time” While rummaging through your bag, April glanced at the other from the corner of her eye. Marie looked between the two of them quietly, trying to understand what was happening. Being the only oblivious one, you were brushing your wet hair, not paying attention to their suspicious behavior. April handed over the last piece of clothing and a blow dryer, suddenly pushing you towards the bathroom.

Once the blow dryer was turned on, and the sound began echoing throughout your room, the three deemed that it was safe to talk normally. April, who sat in the middle, laughed and shook her head.

“William, huh?” She said, watching Jackie’s expression turn astonished and Marie’s confused. The first clapped quietly while nodding, fascinated by the guessing skills of her best friend.

“He’s putting too much effort into Jungkook’s business...” Marie wandered off at the end of her sentence, looking thoughtfully at an invisible dot on the wall. “Why’s William so bothered about it?”

“Because his best friend has no balls to act upon his crush alone” Jackie replied with the calmest voice as if what she has just said is everyday news. Honestly, it probably was everyday news at this point. And while all of them had that little amount of suspicion in the back of their mind, a verbal confirmation still appeared shocking.

“Holy fuck, she succeeded guys” Marie gasped, hand coming over her mouth to cover evident astonishment.

“She most certainly did, but...” Jackie mumbled, a worried look on her face giving off what she was currently feeling. Her thought although not finished, was clear to the other two and they nodded along, understanding what their best friend meant.

You most certainly succeeded at your plan, but what now? What now when it was obvious your heart was as yearning as Jungkook’s? That wasn’t a part of the plan, but you weren’t to blame, and neither was Jungkook. Emotions probably wouldn’t have gotten involved if the encounters were limited to sexual activity only. Arousing touches and quiet whimpers were nice, but his tight holds, passionate kisses and glances full of adoration were the ones which unconsciously lured you in. The way Jungkook’s pupils would expand when locking on you and the fact that he viewed you like the last drop of water in his palm. How could all of that be a stupid act? How?

Your and Jungkook’s friends could barely act on the situation. In the end, it was your own actions and conclusions that will make the final decision.

Marie took one last look at the bathroom door, more out of suspicion than anything else, before she spoke: “So how are we going to pull this out?”

For an unknown reason, the girls suggested that you dress up nicely. Not refusing their proposal, you picked out a cute and soft outfit, something that will match well with the adorable pastel design of the café. It consisted of a loose baby pink t-shirt that was tucked inside of white jeans and then paired up with pink shoes. Your makeup was minimal, light foundation and concealer as well as your brows, all done in a matter of five minutes. The excitement on your face was evident, you were ready to try the beautiful sweet for the first time ever.

There was a slight jump to your walk as you hummed the melody of a favorite song. You paced before everyone; chin held high and smile wide. The chimes on the ceiling sounded once the door was opened, your eyes immediately locking on the beautiful and colorful mousse cakes. To a passerby, you looked like a child in a candy shop, eyes devouring whatever was before them. To be honest, that was probably true. You were a grown child ogling all the sweets with the happiest grin on her face.

Shortly after, the chimes above the door sounded again, indicating somebody’s entrance. Dismissing it as your best friends, you continued eying the copious display until someone gripped your wrist. The familiar warmth spread fast and you turned around, gaze tearing away from a peach cake, to meet Jungkook.

The male was dressed casually, ripped denim jeans with a black hoodie. His hair was messy, eyes hooded and protected by a pair of thin, round glasses. Jungkook’s lips weren’t forming a smile or a smirk, but a strong frown. As he stood just a breath away, it was possible to see your reflection in his expanded pupils.

The serenity of the moment was destroyed as you looked away, eyes now trained on the glass. Glancing through the windows of the café, you caught no glimpse of your best friends. They always seemed to disappear at the worst possible times, and it was slowly becoming clear why.

“We need to talk” Jungkook said with a voice that was surprisingly calm. His point finger came up to push your chin back in its previous position – eyes once again locking. The man evidently didn’t care that you were in public and this close, for he had even turned around and ordered for you.

“Two of triple chocolate, please” Jungkook pointed towards the display. With one hand, he began rummaging through his pockets for the money to pay, while the other still held your wrist. Jungkook found the notes relatively quick and handed them over, not accepting the change and only taking the plate with cakes in return.

You were dragged outside and behind the café, into its miniature garden. There were many tables, but surprisingly, none were taken. Jungkook chose one fast and put the plate down on it, then pulled a chair out for you to sit in. The garden was exposed to the beautiful open sea, granting a stunning view to easily get lost in. Spacing out, you almost forgot about Jungkook’s presence until the man cleared his throat and gained your attention.

“So...” Jungkook started but soon realized that he didn’t feel as brave as before. A hand came up to scratch the back of his neck and tension began to show in his eyes.

“So?” You asked back, picking up a spoon and pushing it into the soft delicacy. All while cutting through the cake, you watched Jungkook, anticipating his words. There was a sharp intake of breath from the other before he decided to continue.

“I like you” Jungkook whispered, head hanging low immediately after those words left his lips. The man was blushing, his cheeks now the prettiest shade of pink. He avoided your gaze and hoped that his burning skin would cool down fast. After a few seconds of silence, Jungkook managed to gather enough courage to continue.

“I like you so fucking much, it’s indescribable” He resumed, gaze lifting slightly to check your reaction. Jungkook’s hands were positioned under the table, hiding his fingers that nervously fidgeted. “There was no bet to fuel my actions, just...just my heart”.

Even though a smile was suppressed, the pink patches on your cheeks gave out the way you felt. Whilst Jungkook probably would’ve liked to, he wasn’t able to feel how your heart desired to jump out. It was creating a huge mess inside of your chest and waking up the butterflies inside of your stomach. Jungkook was sincerely confessing; finally wording his feelings and proving that none of his actions were play-pretend.

“Three months ago, you walked inside of my heart and made yourself at home” The other spoke, catching the smile that finally broke out on your lips. Although more confident, Jungkook’s eyes couldn’t linger on yours for too long, afraid that he’d get lost and forget what he wanted to say.

“That night when we were losing a period and went to the park together...” Jungkook remembered, taking you back to the exact date of his story. The history professor called in sick and the class decided to spend that period together. Gathering around in a nearby park, everyone feasted on leftover snacks and talked while music played through a Bluetooth speaker. Much like many of your friends, you sang and danced to the songs as if it was your last. The passerby would lock their eyes on the group for a second too long, happiness visible on their faces as they reminisced about their own teenage days.

Jungkook’s eyes were locked on you most of the time. Back then, you thought the man was only judging you for acting such a way. Oh, how wrong one could be.

“Even back then, you looked like an angel. The lights illuminated your face in such ways that your skin glowed. You were smiling all the time and the fact that you weren’t even the slightest bit embarrassed while shouting the lyrics to ‘In the name of love’. Gosh, baby, you weren’t hitting any of those notes, but it was adorable”

Jungkook’s remark had you laughing loud, remembering just how Marie yelled ‘you sound like a dying whale’ after the first chorus. The man smiled while he watched you lean backward in the chair, chuckling with hands covering your stomach. The sound of your laughs grew to be one of his favorite sounds and he wished to hear it every day.

“Gee, thanks, and here I was, thinking about pursuing singing if everything else fails” You joked, looking at Jungkook’s shocked expression through teary eyes. Jungkook shook his head as if to dismiss your plans, before continuing his speech.

“Honestly, I don’t care that you sound like a dying whale, as long as you’re my dying whale” The man added onto the joke, seeing as you were more than open for it. The comment only had you smiling wider, heart swelling and expanding to an impossible size.

“And since that day, you give me reasons to like you more with each passing day, whether it’s your acts of kindness, bad jokes or shy smiles. Actually, at this point, it’s just...everything about you” Jungkook now held your eyes, anxiety long gone. It was his first and last chance at this, so he had to make the most of it.

“Then this school trip came...” You mumbled, the blush from before reappearing on your cheeks.

“I don’t know what made you accept, but the moment you fell onto my sheets, I realized I was far too gone” He spoke with such integrity, that it crushed your heart. You agreed to it only because Marie set the dare, while Jungkook probably had to sustain his heart from jumping out every time you came close.

Silence fell upon the small space, only sound being the waves and light breeze tickling the leaves of palms far away. Jungkook looked hesitant as if he had something else to say, so you allowed him a second to decide what to do.

“I told you all of that, hoping you’ll understand and notice how much you mean to me...” He trailed off, his sentence slowly fading out at the end. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath to relieve sudden tension, Jungkook added.

“So, I hope that you’ll be generous enough to give me a chance?” That was it. Jungkook dropped the question. The upcoming few seconds were the longest and most painful in his life. He caught the way your smile disappeared, and you began fidgeting, so Jungkook instinctively reached out for your hand and with pleading eyes, whispered.

“Please don’t run away this time, just give me an answer”

The tone Jungkook used to say those words, served as a punch to your heart. Letting go of the other’s hand, you stood up immediately. Before the man could let panic show in his eyes, you took two steps around the circular table. With a swift movement, you sat on his lap, hands coming up to cradle his warm cheeks. Jungkook’s hands naturally came to rest at your hips, caressing the clothed piece of skin for reassurance.

“I don’t know what it is with you Jeon Jungkook...” You whispered, leaning closer so your noses were touching. The contact was light, but enough to make Jungkook chuckle. “You’ve made me feel confused, flustered, hot, worried, happy – every single emotion possible, in just a span of a few days...and I like it”

Jungkook relaxed underneath you, his knee that was previously jumping in place now still. Apart from his knee, Jungkook’s breathing calmed too and his eyes looked more serene.

“I liked how different each of our encounters was, from heated dances in the disco to peaceful walks on the beach” Continuing, you observed how Jungkook’s eyes turned into thin slits as he smiled.

“I liked how mindful you were, and how much attention you were willing to give” The words kept spilling, and at this point, you weren’t even sure where from.

“Then today came and... fuck I was so horrified” You looked away for the first time, wiping your sweaty hands on the soft material of the pink shirt. The man’s smile turned into a frown and he tilted his head, put down by the memory of today’s happenings.

“Horrified because I didn’t want to believe that it was an act...I didn’t want to lose you” Whispering in a small voice, you smiled. Upon hearing those words, Jungkook’s grin was back, much bigger than before. His heart was leaping and running circles because you actually cared about him. Jungkook waited patiently for your speech to end, for a chance to kiss and hug you like he had always wanted.

“And I’m sorry that my fear made me unwillingly stand you up today...” After reaching up and tapping Jungkook’s nose, your hand moved higher and took off his glasses. Rising an eyebrow at the other, you leaned closer, lips just mere millimeters away from his.

“But here I am right now, to tell you that I like you too” With that, you closed in the insignificant distance and kissed him. The contact was short, way shorter than some of the kisses the two of you shared in the past; yet it carried much more meaning. Two quickened heartbeats weren’t being merciful, the need for oxygen unbearable as both of you gasped for air.

Jungkook scanned your flustered face for a couple of seconds, enjoying the beauty of his girl. Not long after, he reached behind you with one hand, the sound of metal meeting porcelain soon filling the small space around. Jungkook cut a generous part of the cake and brought it to your lips. Accepting the piece, you savored the beautiful taste on your tongue. It was way better than anyone could imagine, the three different types of chocolate perfectly mixing together.

“We have forgotten about the cake...” You said with a pout, a smear of chocolate left on the corner of your lips. Jungkook was quick to wipe it off with his thumb, then peck the mentioned area, earning a giggle in return. He was about to get another scoop of the cake, but leaned back, seemingly remembering something to say.

“Well, what can I do when I have something much sweeter in front of me” Jungkook replied, the representative smirk finally back on his features. Hearing such a reply, made you frown and push his chest lightly.

“Ew, you’re just too cheesy Jeon”

Jungkook had you pushed up against the white wooden door, littering kisses on the sensitive area of your neck. His hands were roaming around an invisible path starting at your shoulder blades and finishing at your ass. Jungkook groped the flesh roughly, his fingertips leaving temporary bruises on the already ruined skin. Your hands scratched his muscular back, nails painting red lines that caused the other to moan.

Jungkook could never get enough of his hickeys on your skin, therefore yearning to leave as many of them as possible. Whimpers of his name spilled through your lips like a mantra, making Jungkook smirk. Oh, how much he loved hearing those.

Soon enough, you were picked up and carried a few steps back, towards the bed. Jungkook then climbed over, continuing his abuse on your lips. The man was damned, for he was too good at making you feel incredibly aroused. Even the kisses Jungkook delivered were a form of torture, his lips leaving burning spots on yours.

One of Jungkook’s hands wandered down, fingers gripping the hem of your shirt and pulling down on it. Understanding his silent demand, your back arched and you took the top off in a swift motion. A beautiful, lacy black bralette was exposed. Jungkook audibly gasped at the sight, his eyebrow raising and smirk widening. Then, the man lifted the waistband of your white pants and peeked inside. Surely enough, he caught a glimpse of matching black panties.

“Oh? Who did you dress up so provocatively for, baby?” Of course, Jungkook was only teasing, but secretly, he wanted to believe that you did it because of him. Who wouldn’t?

“I don’t know... could you tell me?” Biting back, you let a cheeky smirk break out. Jungkook frowned at the reply, his gaze turning serious all of the sudden. Soon, there was a light slap on your clothed thigh. It wasn’t strong enough to hurt, but sufficient to remind you how to act. Instantly, your head shamefully turned away, but the man had none of that. He grabbed your jaw and held it in its previous position.

“You’re not in the position to talk back like that, darling” Jungkook all but growled, his hold becoming tighter with each word. At this point, it began to hurt slightly, but before the contact became too much, he let go.

“I don’t touch you for twenty-four hours and you suddenly forget your manners? Pathetic” The words were degrading and growing stronger with each comment. Still, every now and then, the man occasionally glanced up at you with less lustful and more careful eyes, checking if his vocabulary was okay.

“Shouldn’t you remind me, then?” Riling Jungkook up proved to be great fun. He couldn’t believe how ballsy you were getting, especially when not aware of the things he could make you do as punishment. Jungkook delivered another slap to your thigh, earning a sharp gasp in return.

“What I should do is shut you up” Jungkook’s voice was strong and authoritative. Such a tone sent another wave of arousal through your body, the wetness of your center now becoming way too much to bear. Your thighs rubbed together to relieve some tension, which didn’t go by unnoticed. Jungkook looked at you, then with an eyebrow raised and jaw clenched, laughed mockingly.

“I don’t think so, honey. On the ground” He motioned downwards with a point finger. The male didn’t offer a helping hand, for he was unbuttoning the tight denim jeans and watching you with sultry eyes. Obeying the orders, you crawled off the bed and kneeled on the ground, hands neatly placed on your thighs. Predicting Jungkook’s next moves, you then reached out and helped him pull the offending clothes off.

Once Jungkook’s cock was free from any restraints, you leaned closer, ready to taste him. Only a few millimeters away, you were pulled by your hair, which Jungkook tugged on pretty harshly. You were forced to look up, while Jungkook gripped his erection and then slapped you with it numerous times. Tiny beads of precum leaked from the tip and painted your cheeks, your tongue darting out to pick up whatever available. Instead of pulling it back, you held the muscle out, watching the other full of expectation.

Jungkook was pleasantly surprised. Leading his cock and tapping it on your extended muscle, he allowed a second to prepare before thrusting in. Struggling to breathe, the gag reflex caused your throat to spasm around the dick in your mouth. The weight of Jungkook’s member on your tongue was pleasant, your muffled moans sending vibrations over the other’s skin. Before Jungkook managed to lose himself in the feeling of pleasure, he caught you fighting for breath. He pulled out and allowed three proper breaths before thrusting back in.

This time, instead of chocking you with his cock, Jungkook decided on throat fucking you. With head held in place and lips opened wide, you tried to suck and swallow around the member that was shoved inside with a brutal pace. Copious amount of spit dribbled down your chin and coated both Jungkook’s cock and balls, making the entrance that much filthier every time. The male gripped the underside of your jaw, feeling whenever your throat opened to welcome him.

Slurping sounds echoed throughout the room and the other moaned whenever you swallowed around him. Soon, the moment became too hot and Jungkook had to push your head away to prevent himself from coming. He checked if you were okay, the back of his palm wiping the dried tears and spit on your face. Responding with a smile, you leaned in and pecked his lips, immediately retrieving back to the kneeling position. Jungkook nodded, lust in his eyes suddenly exchanged for adoration.

“Up” This time, the male helped you stand up. He laid down on the bed, then propped his head up with one arm to watch your confused figure standing just a few steps away. Jungkook’s cock stood up proudly and he was quick to grasp it in a free hand, an expectant look on his face. “What are you waiting for? Strip”

Not wasting a second, you unbuttoned the white jeans and shimmied out of them. The fabric stuck to your skin due to the rising temperature. Finally, the matching black panties were exposed and you turned around, giving the man a full display of your ass. Swinging your hips enticingly and occasionally delivering a loud slap to the soft flesh, you decided to tease the man while in position to do so.

Unclasping, but not getting rid of the bra immediately, you turned and crouched, legs spread and arms positioned in-between. In such position, the fabric fell off by itself, exposing your breasts to the other. Kneading them and pinching the sensitive buds, you whined, eyes closing for a quick moment. Jungkook then sat up, but was soon pushed back, a teasing smile on your lips. The fabric was thrown somewhere far away and you started taking the panties off in a torturous pace. Hips swaying left and right, the cloth was lowered centimeter by centimeter. Their middle stuck to your lower lips, proving just how aroused you were. Jungkook only stared at the place of contact with lustful eyes.

Once completely bare, your hands ran over the heated skin. Jungkook’s breath hitched as you dropped on all fours and began approaching him like a cat. When just a breath away, you sat up and held the man’s open thighs, opting to deliver a kiss to the tip of his cock. Jungkook’s head was thrown back, but he regained control fast, instantly sitting up and pulling you on his lap. The male opened one of the nightstands and pulled out a condom, rolling it on in record time. The thick member rested in between your legs and Jungkook guided your hips down and over it.

His grip tightened every time the tip caught at your entrance, most probably leaving bruises on the soft skin. Excitement bubbled up at the thought of being painted with his marks until there was no clear patch of skin.

The teasing was deemed too much for both and your pussy ached to finally be filled. Therefore, you reached behind and grabbed Jungkook’s member, positioning it under your entrance before lowering down on it. Jungkook hissed and you whimpered, not quite expecting the pain that followed. No matter how prepared you thought you were, the slide hurt a bit. Just then, did it occur that you didn’t prep yourself and neither has Jungkook. For the first time, the man acted somewhat selfish and for an unknown reason, it was extremely arousing.

When impaled on his cock to the hilt, you leaned in and kissed Jungkook. The contact was quick and light, enough to leave the other feeling lightheaded. You circled with your hips first, then turned to raise them up. Spelling coconut proved to be rather interesting, because it gave extreme pleasure to the both of you. His cock managed to touch just the right places; your g-spot constantly abused with every slide in. Your walls squeezed Jungkook tight, but the excessive juices of your arousal allowed him sloppy and fast thrusts.

“Losing control, Jeon?” You teased, a hand coming up to trace invisible patterns on his abs. The contact tickled Jungkook, but he didn't show it, for he had already perched up, face just a breath away from yours. Jungkook smirked, stilling your hips and holding tight. Just being seated inside of your warm cunt like this, was driving the male insane. His tip was touching the heavenly spot and you tried grinding down, attempting to bribe in some more pleasure. Jungkook had none of that.

“Noisy again?” With that, Jungkook pulled out and flipped you over, all but throwing you down on the bed.

“I’ll give you a reason to be noisy, slut” There was no time to react before Jungkook pulled you up on all fours and pushed your head into the mattress. A sharp smack was delivered to your behind, followed by another one, and another one - the final count reaching ten. Whimpers and moans echoed through the room; loud pants barely suppressed by the blanket underneath you. The blows were painful, but the pain turned into pleasure before the next strike was delivered.

“You enjoyed that, didn't you?” Jungkook asked with a dose of annoyance in his tone. You remained motionless, probably not even hearing the question because of the ringing in your ears. Jungkook spanked you again, eliciting a scream in return. “I asked you a question, baby”

“Yes Sir” You replied, there was no use of lying to the other. Jungkook rolled his eyes and tsked in return.

“Of course you did, filthy slut” He replied, gripping his cock and leading it towards your entrance once again. The slide was less painful than last time but equally as pleasurable. Jungkook leaned over and grabbed your hair, pulling you up by it. Your neck was exposed, eyes looking at the ceiling as the other set a merciful pace from the beginning. Jungkook sucked bruises on the tender skin, one hand holding you up and the other going around to rub your clit.

“Fuck, spread your legs” The male replied, noticing how your thighs opened once his fingers ghosted over the sensitive bud. You began to grind on his palm, back arched. Instantly, a slap was delivered to your lower lips.

“You’re being greedy” Jungkook whispered, lips nipping at your earlobe and pulling it down. With eyes closed, you gulped and nodded, fighting the urge to grind down on his fingers once again. The high began to build quick, your walls contracting and squeezing Jungkook, alerting him of the upcoming storm.

“Going to cum already?” He murmured with a mocking tone, hips quickening the already fast pace. His cock thrust into your pussy as if it was molded for him, every pull granting a view of your juices glistening on his shaft. Jungkook moaned at the addictive sight.

“Gonna cream on me like a good slut?” The male added, noticing just how tight you were getting. His words added on to the pleasure, the filthy vocabulary igniting another kind of fire in your cunt.

Every push was stronger than the last one and a minute was all it took for you to cum. Jungkook’s hips were flushed against yours, but still thrusting as if to prolong the pleasure with each touch of your g-spot. His name left your lips like a mantra, growing more desperate with every repetition.

Once calm, Jungkook picked up and flipped you over, inserting himself inside again. The oversensitivity hit and you tried shying away, but Jungkook held your legs open. His thumb played with the sensitive bundle of nerves, making your cunt spasm and hips grind. The oversensitivity began turning into pleasure, Jungkook’s hands working together to keep your lips open while playing with your clit. His gaze was trained down, onto his disappearing member and sloppy mound, heartbeat quickening.

“Your tight cunt is taking it so well, princess” The contrast of his degradation and praise was messing with your head and crotch. Both nicknames made your back arch from the bed, head thrown back, happy to be so good or bad for the other man. “You’re so good for me”

“O-only for you” Bringing the phrase back, you made the other still for a millisecond. From now on, you're going to be good for him only. A feeling of possessiveness was back and the other leaned in, speaking just a breath away from your lips.

“That's right” Jungkook delivered a quick peck to your lips, eyes always locked with yours. “I’m sure a slut like you would open her legs for anyone” Jungkook's words weren't sincere but by the way you sighed and squirmed, he was sure you liked them. Both highs were approaching and Jungkook made sure to fuck you much rougher the closer he got.

“But I won't let you” There was a devilish grin on his face and a possessive look in his eyes. Jungkook gripped your jaw and held it in place, eyes locked while both of your pants mixed in the still air.

“Jungkook, fuck, harder” Jungkook smirked before he picked you up and positioned you to sit on the nearby table. From such an angle, Jungkook was able to pound you like an animal, his hips never once losing rhythm while the table bumped against the wall. The male looked into your eyes, observed just how fucked out you were, his heart swelling with pride.

A hand came up to grasp your breast, pinching and pulling one of the nipples, making your head roll backwards. Jungkook took the opportunity and latched himself on the exposed skin, tongue licking a long stripe along your neck. The other hand suddenly pressed down onto your pelvis and the knot that has been building up, exploded.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Jungkook!” You screamed, hands latching around his neck and head relaxing, back arching from the wall. The orgasm ripped through your body like lightning, legs and arms shaking as Jungkook held you up. He pulled out, but with one hand holding his cock, teased your slit, dragging the head over it. Then, much unexpectedly, a huge mass of liquid exploded from your cunt, wetting both you, the table and the ground underneath it.

Jungkook continued his ministrations until the juices flowed no more, then took the condom off and jerked himself to completion. The white ropes of cum erupted from his cock, mostly painting your stomach, but reaching your tilted chin too.

For a minute, the room was enveloped in silence, while the two looked at each other, trying to still their breathing. Jungkook was the first one to straighten up, his finger scooping some of the cum and pushing it past your lips. You lapped on the finger, tasting the bitter flavor again and the man repeated the action, every time scooping cum from a different part of your body. Then, when satisfied, Jungkook leaned in and kissed you.

“Are you okay?” There was a cautious look in his eyes, which soon disappeared when you smiled and nodded.

“More than okay”

“Let’s get you cleaned up then” Jungkook smiled, his dimples making a shy appearance while his eyes turned into crescent moons. It took him a quick second to throw on a pair of boxers and a shirt before he turned to you again. The male picked you up, then walked towards the bathroom. He sat you down in the shower and kneeled right besides, turning the shower on and checking the temperature. Once the water was warm enough, Jungkook began washing your body, using his own shower gel to clean you up and massage your sore muscles. You sighed, happy to be receiving such a treatment.

When done, Jungkook held you up and wiped the water off with a clean towel, beaming with joy now that you smelt like him. For sure, you’ve tried letting the other know that he doesn’t have to help so much, but Jungkook didn’t want to hear any of that. He’d only look away and pretend to not hear you.

The male dressed you up (in his clothes) and helped brush your hair, then performed another massage on your tired back muscles. Jungkook noticed the way your head dropped and eyes closed, therefore he opted to carefully lay you down on his bed and tucking you in. With a smile, you watched the other leave to the bathroom, probably to clean and take care of himself too.

Jungkook came back into the room to the sight of you sleeping peacefully. You were curled up on one side of the bed, wrapped in a blanket and resembling a burrito, but still leaving enough space for Jungkook to join. He walked the short distance and sat on the bed carefully, as if not to wake you. From there, the male observed your sleeping form, wondering just how lucky and happy he was at this moment. He was so in love but also scared to admit it.

Suddenly, your eyes fluttered open and the two gazes met. Unexpectedly, you slid a hand underneath the blanket and smiled at the other. Jungkook's heart cried from happiness as he placed his hand in yours, fingers interlacing immediately. Just like that, your eyes closed again and the steady breathing resumed.

You too were extremely ecstatic. Everything ended up being okay and even more than that. So many emotions flowed through your mind that if someone was to ask how you felt, you wouldn't know where to begin with. Because you'd tell them that it's happiness, satisfaction, awe, gratitude, content, every single positive emotion one could ever feel. You'd tell them it's exactly what your heart yearned for all this time. This feeling of affection and deep connection.

Jungkook didn’t know what to do. He wished to climb the highest of highs and scream that you were his so everyone in the world could hear. But also, he wanted to cherish this moment with you only, to treasure and remember it forever. Therefore, the male picked up his phone from the nightstand and opened the camera app. He snapped a shot of your interlaced fingers, the lack of proper light making the picture look blurry and grainy. Jungkook didn't mind, for he had already opened the gallery up, found the photo and wrote a new description for it before saving.

“love is a game for two and i'm so glad you're the one i'm playing with”

A/N: Well that’s it! Finally finished! I’m so thankful for all the support this fic has gotten, I never imagined one of my works getting such appreciation. Thank you. Thank you so so much. Each and every one of you who read this fic. Hopefully, you enjoyed this piece as much as I enjoyed writing it and I wish for you to stay with me as we dive further and experience new plots together. See you soon 💜

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