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50 days to fall in love - A Jeon Jungkook fic

Synopsis: A New Variety Show, 50 days to fall in love reality show follows different couples around for 50 days. The six couples are set up with eachother based on a scientific compatibility test, the test assumes that 50 days is the perfect time to fall in love with someone. Let’s watch as these young people navigate through life and love. Word Count: 12k+ Pairing: Jeon Jungkook and reader Genre: fluff (tooth-rotting fluff), some very light angst and slice of life Authors note: I've been obsessed with Asian dating shows, so I wrote a fic about them because that's the way my brain works. please don't be a ghost reader!

Episode 1

“Hello, I’m Jeon Jungkook” Jungkook greets the camera cheerfully taking a seat.

“Can you briefly introduce yourself?” the interviewer asks and Jungkook companies sitting straight in his seat.

“I’m Jeon Jungkook, 27 years old. Many of you may remember me as a child actor in multiple movies and tv shows. I don’t act as much anymore, I set up a production house with my friend so I’m more of a director now” Jungkook says looking off-camera.

“What about hobbies?” “I have a bunch of them, I do boxing, I’ve been very into motorbikes lately, videography used to be a hobby, now it’s my job, also food, I love food,” Jungkook says with all seriousness making even the production crew laugh.

“What would you describe as your ideal type?” Jungkook thinks for a good few minutes before answering this.

“Someone considerate and worth sharing my life with, I like someone who’s passionate about something, it doesn’t have to be work but I relate better with people who have this fire within them. I like the tsundere type, to be honest, someone who’s cold to others but warm with me” the last part makes Jungkook giggles at the last part.

“This is the compatibility test, 102 range-based questions, please answer them diligently” Jungkook’s a little too shocked when he’s handed the booklet. “102 questions? Can I get a 100% match?” he asks curiously going through the questions.

“Hello I’m ___” you say to the camera sitting down.

“Can you introduce yourself a little bit?” “Sure, I’m ___, 26 years old. I recently moved back to Seoul to be closer to my family.” you smile a little as you say that.

“I moved to New York for university when I was 18 and left New York at 25 as a Stock Analyst. I currently run a hedge fund with my father, my job is pretty much what defines me right now” you confess a little mortified about it.

“What about hobbies?” “I've been trying to cultivate new hobbies, I play tennis like once a month, I’ve been doing pottery for a few years now, I’m pretty good at it and, um, I collect expensive whiskey” you laugh as you say the last part.

“What kind of men do you date?” this question is a thinker, “I’d say boring” this honest answer makes the producer laugh too much. “It’s not really a negative thing, I’ve dated men from my industry and people in finance can be very boring. All the blame doesn’t have to be on them because I’m pretty boring too, in the past I’ve never really put effort into my relationships because work has been my only focus” you answer confidently sitting straight in the chair.

“Are you ready to put effort into your romantic relationships?” “Yes, it’s not that I have a problem being by myself, but it would be nice to have someone who helps you get through the day. Plus, I’m kinda the boss right now, so my workload is much more relaxed” the last part makes you laugh a little too much.

Your hands are a little clammy as you walk up to the restaurant, first dates are nerve-wracking enough, a first date with cameras just makes you more nervous. Jungkook arrived ten minutes before you, he can see you walking up to the table from the corner of his eye. Rubbing his hands against his jeans one last time, he stands up and greets you politely.

“Did I keep you waiting?” you ask the very handsome man in front of you. “No, I arrived early, my father says on time is late,” Jungkook says nervously sipping on his water.

“I like punctual guys,” you say and Jungkook smiles widely, feeling much better about this.

“Good for us I guess,” he says reading the menu to distract himself. “Do you drink? This place makes amazing cocktails” Jungkook says trying to get a read on you.

“Of course, I drink, I think I’m going to get an old-fashioned, there are very few places in Seoul that do a good old-fashioned” you can’t stop your nervous rambling at all.

“You must’ve lived abroad,” Jungkook asks closing the menu, he knew what he was going to order even before he got here.

“Oh yeah, shit, we didn’t really introduce ourselves,” you say and Jungkook can’t help but giggle at your nervousness.

“I’m ___, 26, I work in finance,” you say more interested in hearing what he has to say.

“I’m Jeon Jungkook, 27, and I’m a director” Jungkook’s waiting for you to recognize him but that hasn’t happened yet.

“A director, that sounds interesting, what kind of projects do you work on?” you ask seeing the server approach the table.

“I’ll have an old-fashioned with Ribeye, medium rare with a side salad, can we do french fries for the table?” you ask looking up at Jungkook and he takes a second to shake his head yes. Jungkook isn’t as confident as you were while ordering his food, he’s still awed by it.

“Are you okay with walking, those heels seem kinda high?” Jungkook asks a little too concerned as you walk out of the steak house with him.

“Just make sure I don’t trip and hurt myself” you joke, feeling much more confident around him.

“Aye Aye captain” he jokes along too as you both walk down the pavement, walking towards the Han river.

“I was supposed to go to NYU too but couldn’t because of a project” Jungkook shares following up on your question about college earlier.

“That’s too bad, college degrees are going to be obsolete anyway,” you say honestly and Jungkook does the same thing he's been doing all night, looking away from you for a second with the biggest smile on his face.

“I haven’t been on a blind date in years” you confess stumbling a little and he catches you right away, his hand lingering around your waist for just a second.

“This is my first blind date,” he says and you turn to face him, shocked and outraged.

“With the way you look and how charming you are?” you say standing still and he does so too, with the river beside you.

“Good to know you think I’m hot and charming, but a blind date just never happened for me” “Glad to be your first,” you ask turning around and walking ahead of him again.

It’s around 2 am when the cab stops outside your apartment complex. Jungkook was supposed to be tired by now, but he was somehow more excited.

“So, will I be seeing you again?” you ask him as he leans on the cab. “Will I be seeing you again?” Jungkook turns the question around on you and you nod confidently.

“I’ll need your number then” he had been thinking about a moment to ask for your number all night, and now was perfect than ever.

“What should we do next? Definitely, something that doesn’t require you to wear heels” Jungkook helps you from stumbling over again, his hand feels hot even though he’s not touching you.

“It’s not me, it’s these messed up pavements, I can run in these” you defend yourself pushing some of your hair away.

“How about rock, paper and scissors to decide what we do next?” you suggest and Jungkook has to restrain himself, you’re perfect, a little too perfect for him. He loses immediately pulling a paper while you pull a scissor.

Comments:

Lola: Jeon Jungkook in a dating show might heal the world

SaggitariusQween: Jungkook’s already fallen in love, he doesn’t need the 30 days

Zzzzz: Get in line Jungkook, I too have a crush on ___

Yesto: their chemistry is off the charts

Episode 2

“What? Are you doing this show for real?” Namjoon asks Jungkook noticing all the cameras in his apartment.

“Of course I am, I can’t keep third-wheeling Aera and you for the rest of my life,” Jungkook says applying some moisturizer on his face.

“Which date is this? What’s she like?” Namjoon asks sipping on his coffee and lounging on the sofa.

“Second and she’s so cool, she’s outgoing and funny and just so confident,” Jungkook says walking into the living room while applying some lip balm.

“The strangest part of the date was she didn’t recognise me, or she did and she was too polite to mention that,” Jungkook says going through the stack of paperwork Namjoon brought.

“Isn’t that kinda great tho, she isn’t interested in you because you’re Jeon Jungkook, she’s interested in you just because”

Namjoon's words are ringing in his head as he drives to the location you texted him, it’s a pottery studio. Jungkook opens the door with his hip while holding onto the coffee he picked up on his way.

He catches you inspecting a plate when he startles you with a gentle tap on your shoulder. “Good morning!” you greet him excitedly forgetting about the ceramic plate.

“Morning, I got us coffee, did you have something to eat?” he asks handing you your warm latte, he remembered your coffee order.

“I did have a granola bar on my way here, you want one?” you ask getting a bar from your handbag and Jungkook chuckles taking it happily.

“It is frustrating how bad I am at this” Jungkook whines for the millionth time struggling with clay.

“You need to be gentle Jungkook” “I am being gentle ___” “No you aren’t, take a deep breath, be softer,” you say as your hands come around him and he immediately goes gentle.

A glass-like structure forms around within seconds and Jungkook looks up at you while you’re laser-focused on the pottery.

“How are you so good at this?” Jungkook asks as you’re both washing your hands,

“My mom taught me, she used to make handmade pottery” you say as Jungkook wipes his hand.

“You’re amazing at it, can we switch the stuff we made because I really want this bowl-plate thing you made,” he says handing you a fresh napkin.

“Sure, what colour do you want it to be,” you ask wiping the streaks of clay off your arms.

“What colour do you like” Jungkook asks getting another towel.

“A sage green, might look cute, might look like shit,” you say and Jungkook points to something on your face.

“Is it clay?” you ask still missing a spot. Jungkook reaches for your cheek, swiping the mark away, a simple touch sending shock waves through your body.

“So, after our first date like any normal person, I looked you up on Instagram,” you say and Jungkook sits up straight, sensing what’s coming.

“And I knew your name was familiar but I hadn’t joined the dots yet, why didn’t you tell me that you’re super famous,” you say looking up at Jungkook sitting across from you.

“It didn’t come up naturally, and I really didn’t want to rub you the wrong way by bringing it up” he answers cautiously fishing for the perfect piece of fried chicken.

“Is it a deal breaker?” he asks peaking a look at your face and to his surprise, you mouth a no.

“I was surprised in a good way, I’ve only dated guys whose jobs are similar to mine, that leads to similar lifestyles and hobbies, and two similar people dating are like two trains headed straight towards eachother, it is going to be a catastrophe” you take a beat to look at him and he has a neutral look on his face.

“We’ve led very different lives and we can learn from eachother, our lifestyles are very different so it will push each of us out of our comfort zone a few times, but it’s nice, it’ll keep us active. What do you think?” you turn the question around on him, laughing to help with the awkwardness.

“I completely agree with the similar people being a trainwreck waiting to happen, but the life philosophies and principles do need to coincide to have a long and healthy relationship,” Jungkook says as you both completely abandon the lunch.

“I was a little worried about you not being into me and my job,” Jungkook says about what he’s been thinking about since the first date.

“You’re so smart and confident, you know what you want and don’t want and I was worried I was in the don’t want column,” Jungkook says sipping on his coke and you look at him with the biggest smile ever.

“It’s shocking how good you can read me and if you were in the don’t want column, I wouldn’t be here”

“What do you have planned for the rest of the day?” you ask Jungkook as you’re walking to his car.

“I am meeting up with my tattoo artist to finish off a piece and then I have to go glass shopping,” Jungkook says adjusting his shirt.

“Glass like a prescription?” “Yeah my doctor wants me to wear glasses instead of lenses for a while, what do you have planned today” Jungkook knows you don’t work on Saturdays,

“nothing, might pick up some candy on my way back and watch a documentary” these plan don’t sound that bad to you, this is what you do on most your weekends.

“Wanna join me?” you agree immediately and the production sends off you with vlog cameras. Jungkook seems familiar with the tattoo parlour like he’s spent hours here.

“Do you have a tattoo?” Jungkook asks removing his shirt and revealing an arm full of tattoos, also a very lean torso.

“I do, but my parents don’t know” you whisper this, feeling the camera Jungkook mounted a few centimetres away.

“Where?” he whispers back with a sly smile. “Upper thigh” you whisper leaning closer to him.

“Oh” he shies away immediately looking away. “Do you want to get any more?” he asks as the tattoo artist starts with the tattoo.

“Maybe, I’m a little indecisive about the design and I feel like I’m going to regret them, do you regret any of these?” you ask taking a seat by him.

“Yes, but I’ve gaslit myself into believing they aren’t” Jungkook confesses with a giggle.

“My eyebrow piercing did hurt, my lip one not so much” Jungkook tells trying to comfort you.

“Why did you remove them?” you ask as the person marks a point on your nose. On a whim, you’ve decided to get a nose piercing because why not.

“For a movie, I was bored of them anyway” Jungkook says as you wince seeing the pin ready.

“I’m just going to pierce it, might hurt like a prick but it’s only going to last a few seconds,” the technician tells you and you feel your heart sink, your pain tolerance is bad.

“It’s going to be fine, you don’t have to go through this” Jungkook says in order to reassure you.

“No, I should have bigger fears in life than needles hurting me,” you say clutching onto Jungkook’s hand tight as the technician pierces you. Jungkook can feel how much it hurt you because of the way you’re holding onto him.

Jungkook can’t take his eyes off you as he’s driving you back, “What?” you ask and he looks away smiling.

“You look hot” it just slips out, Jungkook doesn’t feel as embarrassed about it.

“I wasn’t hot before the piercing?” you tease and Jungkook gets defensive immediately.

“No, um, that’s not what-” “I’m messing with you,” you say laughing and patting his arm as he stops outside your apartment complex. Jungkook’s quiet as he opens the car door for you, he leaves all the cameras in the car but forgets that you both have your mic packs on you.

“I had so much fun today,” he tells you, leaning against his car. “I did too,” you say pushing some of his long hair away from his face. The both of you are barely recorded by the camera still rolling in Jungkook’s car. The camera almost doesn’t catch how close the two of you are standing.

“Let’s have many fun days like today” you suggest looking at him. The camera doesn’t catch Jungkook holding onto your hand, grazing your hand with his thumb.

Comments:

Lola: I was hoping for a ghost moment and got it

SaggitariusQween: we support people maturely talking about what kind of relationships they want

Zzzzz: I agree Jungkook, ___ is hot

Yesto: the sexual tension is off the charts

Episode 3

“I just touched down in Incheon, I’m going to get a cab and sleep for a few hours” you talk to Jungkook over the phone, dragging your luggage.

“Alright, don’t get a cab, I’m waiting for you at arrivals” it’s hard not to spot Jungkook with a team of cameramen around him.

“I thought you were joking, I can’t believe you actually came” you skip a little as you walk closer to him still on call.

“I haven’t seen you all week, I was starting to forget you” Jungkook catches you off guard with the hug, but you lean on him for just a little while.

“I was just in and out of meetings for four days, I’m so sleep-deprived I’m starting to shake,” you tell Jungkook buckling in the car.

“Just sleep a little, your place is an hour and a half away” he didn’t drive to the airport either, he came here straight from set.

“No, I want to catch up with you. What did you do all week” you say as the driver changes lanes.

“I’ve been on set all week, the movie is in the last week of shooting” Jungkook’s a little sleepy himself, it’s 4 am, he’s supposed to be asleep right now.

Jungkook knocked himself out before you, you turn off the lights as gently as you can. Hoping the camera doesn’t catch you blushing like an idiot seeing him asleep. Somewhere along the way, after minutes of swinging and stirring awake in the car, you lean on him for the support, but also the warmth.

Jungkook gives up after a few attempts to wake you up are futile. Removing his seat belt, he brings his arm around you and you get comfortable immediately, this new warmth is also what stirs you awake.

“You stayed up to come to pick me up and I immediately fell asleep,” you say moving a little away from him while his arm stays put.

“Don’t worry about it, I feel much better knowing you got some rest” Jungkook says yawning behind his hand.

“What are we doing later today?” you say bending down to get some water, Jungkook is about to move his arm when you lean back like before.

“Bowling and wine bar, are you tired, do you want me to change the plans?” he asks and you mumble a no, falling asleep again.

“No, I just need five hours of sleep and coffee” “Have a big lunch or you’re going to be shaking because of coffee again,” Jungkook says with a smile, recalling a text from you.

“Yes, what time is it?” you ask reaching for his hand, his hands feel a little heavy, maybe you’re just too tired. “I’ll see you in 12 hours”

Jungkook’s body still feels a little sore as he’s walking up to the bowling alley, he feels a lot less tired as he sees you shaking your head to the music.

“I thought about making bowling a little more fun, we make a bet,” you tell Jungkook the minute he sits down.

“Bet, sounds fun, do you have something on your mind” “I do actually, whoever wins gets to design a tattoo for the loser,” you say and Jungkook perks up all excited.

“___, let me remind you, getting a tattoo removed is very expensive and painful,” Jungkook says arrogantly as he picks up a ball. “Jungkook, let me remind you, I am very bad at drawing,” you say throwing the ball and the ball completely misses.

You eventually do end up catching up with Jungkook, barely because this is the last round and Jungkook is leading by 8 points.

“___ last chance for you to recall the bet and let me win” what you’ve realised today is just how competitive Jungkook is, it’s kinda hot.

“I’d rather watch you lose,” you tell him and he throws the ball, backing away in anticipation he jumps and shouts scoring a perfect strike.

“So, do I get to decide on the placement and size too?” Jungkook doesn’t feel tired at all right now, as he drapes an arm around your shoulder.

“I don’t like you a lot right now” “Does that mean you liked me a lot more before this” “That’s not what I said” you’re a little huffy as you pick up your handbag but Jungkook takes it from your hands immediately.

“That’s what I’m choosing to interpret ___” he teases you a lot more as you walk to the wine bar, you don’t mind it, you like it, you feel the walls coming down.

Jungkook doesn’t want to look at your phone as it lights up with notifications, but he can’t help but sneak a look when he sees a strange notification.

“Why are you on tinder?” he asks more with fascination and you look at him embarrassed.

“I forgot to delete my account” you are a little clumsy picking up your phone but he stops you with a gentle pat on your hand. "You don’t have to” “No but I want to” you open the app to the hottest man’s profile right there.

“Wow he’s hot, I’d swipe right on him” Jungkook says scooting closer beside you.

“I wouldn’t, first his bio says here to make friends and the glasses don’t pass the vibe check,” you say and Jungkook looks at you horrified.

“Explain the glasses and vibe check thing ___” Jungkook says very seriously,

“A lot of serial killers wear these glasses, and I’ve seen a lot of crime documentaries, so it’s a no for me,” you say swiping right and another profile appears.

“Thank god he doesn’t have glasses,” Jungkook says sarcastically taking a big swig from his wine glass.

“Yes, he is actually kinda hot, a picture at the library, a picture with a dog, his hobbies include pottery, same as mine, I’d swipe right,” you say teasing him and Jungkook scowls turning off your phone for you.

“Good thing you don’t need to” you snicker as Jungkook avoids your eyes, red with a tinge of jealousy and wine.

“Dogs are cute but you know what’s cuter?” Jungkook asks you, very clearly a little intoxicated.

“You?” you state dumbfoundedly, not as drunk as Jungkook. “You think I’m cute?” he asks struggling with the seatbelt, you nod helping him with it.

“Puppies are even cuter ___ and I’m picking one up from the shelter next week,” he says flopping his head back and hitting it.

“You’re a clumsy drunk,” you say placing his head on your shoulders. “I’m going to spoil that dog so much, we’re going to go on hikes, I’m going to be a fit dad” Jungkook rambles on, getting comfortable on your shoulder.

“Would you join me and my son for a hike ___?” Jungkook asks lifting his head up, but it immediately flops down.

“As I said on our first date, I’d rather die than go on a hike,” you say and Jungkook whines, very cutely.

“What if I asked cutely, will that change your mind about hikes?” you turn your face a little and realise just how close Jungkook’s lips are to yours.

“Maybe, but in return, I’d want you to help me move” “You’re moving?” Jungkook perks up again, hitting his head much harder again.

“Yes, but I want you to stop moving so that you don’t hurt yourself,” you say and Jungkook snuggles just a bit closer.

“So, when am I meeting your boyfriend?” Hara asks chewing on a slice of pizza. You’d known Hara for over a decade now, she was the closest thing you had to a sister, other than your sister.

“Jungkook’s not my boyfriend, we’ve only been on three dates,” you say picking out mushrooms from your slice of pizza.

“Three dates, how is the sex,” Hara asks in a teasing tone and you swat her arm, feeling a little conscious of all the cameras in your apartment.

“We haven’t had sex yet, we haven’t even kissed” you confess with a small voice, looking at the floor all embarrassed.

“Dating in Korea is very different than in the states, I’ve definitely kissed guys after the first date” you saw chewing on pizza while also packing up some stuff.

“Just kiss him if you want to, you don’t have to overthink it so much” Hara gets right to the point, that’s her style.

“You have so much fancy lingerie” Hara shouts from your closet.

“This is fancy stuff, how much did you spend on this?” she asks looking you dead in the eyes.

“I bought these my first year working, I’d just gotten a massive Christmas bonus and my boyfriend had dumped me, I wanted to buy “something for myself”, I’ve never actually worn them”

“Try 'em for me!” Hara doesn’t let you get in a word till you’re hiding in your bathroom, slipping into a babydoll sleeping set.

“It’s so sexy, sure uncomfortable to sleep in but sexy” Hara says as you peek open the door ever so slightly, making sure none of this is in the camera frame.

“Wear this and you’ll have Jungkook kissing you all over” Hara teases you and you take a moment to look at yourself in the mirror, it had been a while since you’d felt sexy.

It was around 1 am when Jungkook called you, by this time Hara and you had stuffed yourself of pizza and soju, she was already knocked out in your bed.

“Why are you still awake?” Jungkook’s surprised that you picked up his call, you’re knocked out by now.

“Hara came over and we just talked about a lot of stuff and I couldn’t fall asleep” your voice booms in Jungkook’s car as he parks his car.

“Is everything alright?” “Yes, everything is more than fine, are you home?” “No, I’m downstairs” it doesn’t take you too long to spot Jungkook’s car, he always parks at the same place.

“Are cameras rolling in your car?” you whisper to Jungkook as he rolls down the car window.

“Yes” “Are you wearing a mic?” Jungkook finds your questions adorable as he says no. Jungkook gets out of the car and you’re sure none of you is on camera, you forgot about the camera in the backseat.

“Why are you so jumpy today?” Jungkook asks you and you rope your arms around him, coming on tiptoes to come face to face with him.

“I don’t know what the rules of dating are in Korea, and I really don’t want to scare you away because I really like you,” you say truthfully and Jungkook snakes his arms around your waist, you’re stumbling already.

“Rules about what?” he asks and you’re starting to regret bringing this up.

“About what the acceptable pace for a relationship is, about kissing, about sex” Jungkook wasn’t expecting this, it takes him a second to come up with an answer.

“___, um, you don’t have to worry about these rules, you just have to ask me and if we’re on the same page, then, um, we’ll go forward with it,” he says chuckling nervously and you lean even closer.

“Alright, um, cool-” you stop speaking when he pulls you even closer, his face centimetres away from yours. Jungkook feels oddly confident knowing you’re both on the same page, and he doesn’t let him think himself out of kissing you. He picks you up a little as you kiss him intensely, smiling against his lips.

Comments:

Lola:OH MY GOD!!!!!!! THEY KISSED

SaggitariusQween: god, when is it my turn to be happy

Zzzzz: them trash talking to eachother is cute but you know what’s even cuter, THEM KISSING EACHOTHER

Yesto: I don’t know if I want to be Jungkook or ___

Ester: their chemistry is seriously something else

Wallu: here because I saw a clip of the show on Twitter and now I’m HOOKED

Episode 4:

Your morning is not off to the greatest start. First, it was moving day, you hate moving. Second, your dad showed up, bright and early, because a dad can always help with moving, his words not yours. Thirdly, your mom showed up, because she wanted to spend quality time. Fourthly, Jungkook was on his way and wasn’t picking up your calls.

To summarise, your divorced parents do not get along are over at your apartment and, Jungkook’s going to meet them like this for the first time.

The bell rings and you rush to open the door before your mother can, “Good morning!” Jungkook’s a little too cheerful as he pulls you by the waist, ready to plaster a big kiss when you move your head away.

“My parents showed up because why not, they’ve already fought twice about things that went wrong on their wedding day, it’s kinda intense and I want you to-”

“___, are you not going to introduce us to your new friend” your mother surprises you, Jungkook still holding onto you, till he process and drops his arm around you immediately.

“Hello,” Jungkook says politely bowing a complete ninety degrees and your fathers yells in the background about how your mother had packed something wrong. Jungkook was not ready to meet the parents, but he was more unsettled by how anxious you looked.

“Dad, I really don’t think there’s a correct way to stack boxes” you’re trying really hard not to snap at anybody right now.

“Hey, how about you and your mother drive up to the apartment with the small stuff and your father and I’ll ride there with the truck” Jungkook suggest handing you his car keys.

“You don’t need to do that, he will ask you some questions you won’t want to answer” you whisper to him but Jungkook hands you his handbag and a few other stuff. “I’ll be fine”

Jungkook wasn’t fine, he was very close to shitting his pants. Your father is a tall, quiet man, Jungkook wants him to like him so much but at the same time, he’s terrified of him.

“You look young, how does one become a director this early?” your father asks Jungkook who’s sandwiched between the driver and your father.

“Well, I’ve been working in the industry since I was 12, so I had a lot of connections in the industry,” Jungkook says and the driver gasps recognizing him.

“Oh my god, you’re the kid from Memories” the driver lights up with excitement.

“___ works hard, she not going to give up her career for marriage or kids” this question takes Jungkook by surprise.

“We haven’t discussed this, but I’m not expecting her to” “Most men don’t feel confident about ___’s success, are you intimidated by her success” Jungkook’s starting to realise what you didn’t want him to spend one on one time with your father.

“I feel intimidated by ___, not because of her career or success but because she’s confident and I’m not” Jungkook hadn’t really vocalized his feeling about you to anyone yet, it’s insane to think that he’s talking to your father about it.

“Are you confident about ___?” it is too early for Jungkook to know that, it’s barely been a month since your first date. That’s been his issue in the past, not being able to match his partner's pace and keeping them waiting till he figures out his feeling.

“Mom, I need you to stop bothering dad and just let him build this dresser, don’t you have pilates right now” it’s been a long day of mediating between your parents, and you feel guilty for wanting them out of your house.

“And did you don’t need to help me with this stuff, I can do it, Jungkook will help me with it” “___ don’t build furniture with a man, it means that you’ll share it with him someday” your mother interjects and Jungkook quietly listens to it all as he arranges your kitchen.

“What is so wrong with it mom, Jungkook’s a kind guy I don’t mind the thought of sharing furniture with him,” you say with defeat,

“___ he’s famous, famous people are shallow, he’s too handsome, handsome guys cheat,” she says looking straight at your father.

“It’s been fifteen years, when will you get over it” your father sighs putting away his tools.

“You both are very difficult to love” you mutter to yourself, walking out of your room and watching Jungkook diligently wipe your crockery, you don’t deserve him.

“Just go home, today has been a disaster,” you tell Jungkook taking the napkin from his hands.

“So, I was thinking because pizza for dinner, are your parents, going to stay,” Jungkook says scrolling on his phone and you tug on his arm to get his attention.

“Why are you still here? Aren’t you uncomfortable?” you ask and Jungkook cracks a smile before answering you.

“I am ___, it’s way too early to meet parents but I don’t care because I like you,” Jungkook says earnestly and you look at him awed. You were expecting him to ghost you after today,

“You do?” you ask coming between him and the counter. “I do, do you?” Jungkook asks you, very nervous about your answer. “I do like you,” you say looking Jungkook right in the eyes, you feel sure about this. “You do?” Jungkook asks you again, you peck his lips softly before answering him. “I do and so do you” Jungkook has stars in his eyes when you pull back, “I do,” he says kissing you again.

“You guys getting married or something, what’s with the I do’s?” the magical moment is broken by your mother and Jungkook doesn’t push you away this time.

“I haven’t been in front of the camera in a while, I mean I have for the show, but not for photoshoots,” Jungkook says anxiously as they’re setting up for another set of pictures.

Jungkook’s being featured by Forbes for being an entrepreneur thirty under thirty. He didn’t expect his production company to take off, he expected it to be a blip in his career before he gave up and went back to acting.

But one of the films he directed is up for a few oscar awards and he can’t believe it. “Have you been liking filming the show?” the interviewer asks him between shots.

“It’s definitely pushing my comfort zone, but it’s been fun so far,” he says as the stylist sets his hair before the last few shots.

“So, I just texted him asking him his plans and true Jungkook fashion, he hasn’t checked my texts yet,” you tell the cameraman finding Jungkook’s green room.

“Is he bad at replying to texts?” the cameraman asks and you nod furiously.

“It’s because his phone is on silent when he’s on set, he usually calls and gives me individual answers to all my texts” you’re a little giddy talking about him. The cameramen leave the camera’s behind as they’re notified that Jungkook’s arriving soon. You’re all by yourself, thinking and rethinking the last month.

“___?” Jungkook’s a little confused by the dim lights and candles in the room.

“I wanted to surprise you before you left for Japan, you have to leave in four hours right?” you ask standing up and checking your watch.

“Yes, DID YOU CUT YOUR HAIR?” you shout frightening him a little.

“Yes, I wanted to look presentable for the photo shoot,” he says as you run your fingers through his hair.

“It was presentable before, you looked so romantic” Jungkook can’t help but notice how pouty you are about the hair change.

“Do I not look good anymore?” Jungkook asks taking a look at the spread of food, a lot of it looks homemade.

“You look all hot and sexy but not romantic, it’s like a triangle of what you can achieve with a haircut, it can either be sexy and romantic, romantic and hot, hot and sexy, but not the three of them together” Jungkook loves when you say the most ridiculous things so seriously.

“So, the gist of all that is you think I’m hot and sexy,” he says with a teasing tone, pulling you closer with one swift move.

“The food’s getting cold, you need to eat” you feel nervous and Jungkook looks at you all smugly.

Jungkook and you had been super busy all week, but to make up for it Jungkook had made big plans for the night. It would be your first month since your first date, it would also be the day he officially asks you to be his girlfriend. Instead, he was sitting by himself in the omakase restaurant you really wanted to try out. You pick up Jungkook’s fifth call, you had been knee-deep in documents for the last two weeks.

“Hey, where are you? Are you stuck in traffic?” Jungkook asks walking away from the camera.

“We had plans tonight? I totally forgot” those words leave your mouth and break his heart a little.

“You forgot?” he asks with a small voice, moving even farther away from the camera.

Comments:

Lola: is this their first fight or are they breaking up

SaggitariusQween: ___ is so right about the triangle of haircuts

Zzzzz: do we know if ___’s dad is single

Yesto: This started out so well and ended so bad

Ester: HOW DOES ONE FORGET A DATE WITH JEON JUNGKOOK

Wallu: I can’t believe I have to wait till next week

Dontlook: ___’s mom is an absolute diva and I’m a fan!!!

Episode 5:

“You forgot?” Jungkook asks you as you leave the conference room.

“I’ve been in and out of meetings with my lawyers, I’ve been accused of insider trading” you whisper the last part even tho the office is mostly empty.

“Are you alright? Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Did you have dinner?” you’re floored by the fact that Jungkook wants to take care of you even tho you stood him up.

“It’s just been overwhelming and I’m so fucking scared” you’ve been acting tough all day but it all is starting to get to you.

“I am so so sorry for standing you up Jungkook, I promised myself I wouldn’t let my job ruin my relationships but here we are” you close the door to your office and lay on the floor.

“___ this is a problem that’s out of your control, you don’t need to be sorry” Jungkook reassures you going back to the table and picking up his keys and jacket. He keeps you on the phone all the while he’s driving to your office.

You’re sitting on a bench outside your office building, the streets are dark and empty.

“I’m so sorry for today, I can’t believe I forgot” you apologise again as Jungkook walks out of his car.

“Hey- did you get fired?” Jungkook asks referring to the box filled with stuff beside you.

“No, I’m taking a leave of absence for a month while the internal investigation completes” you stand up defeated and put your stuff in his backseat. Not wanting to have this conversation on camera, you pull him, as away as you can.

“I’m so scared” you finally let your guard downs a few tears expecting your eyes immediately.

“What if they find the allegations to be true, what if I end up in jail” you ask and the cameraman zooms into the both of you.

“None of that is going to happen” Jungkook tries to reassure you but nothing is helping you right now. Leaning your head on his shoulder, you can feel the fear seize you.

“You’re the best boyfriend, running to me even when I let you down” the words come out of your mouth without much thinking and you both realise what you just did.

“I mean, we haven’t talked about our labels, but if your first thought after I stand you up is to make sure that I’m okay, you’re an amazing caring guy and you deserve someone better than me, someone, who never forgets-” Jungkook shuts you up with a deep kiss, the amount of feelings he has for you scare him, but he’d rather be hurt than not give you his hundred per cent.

Jungkook and you spend the rest of the weekend off-camera, you’re starting to feel a little better between all the calls with your lawyer and Jungkook doing everything in hopes to make you feel better. You’d been staying at Jungkook’s place this weekend, it was all very pg 13.

“Jungkook parents and my parents, if you’re seeing this, first off don’t and secondly, it was a very g-rated sleepover” you talk to the camera as you make breakfast for the both of you. You were too busy cutting fruit when Jungkook surprises you by snaking his hands around your waist.

“You’re making me breakfast, I have the best girlfriend in the world,” he says with his hoarse voice, snuggling into your neck.

“When did you wake up?” he asks still hugging you as you plate the fruit.

“A few production members were here to set up these cameras, now your parents are probably going to see this,” you say pointing to the cameras.

“Hello mom, I have a great girlfriend don’t I?” Jungkook plays along, helping you get everything to the dining table.

“So, what are your plans for today?” you ask him as he munches on the egg sandwich.

“I have a few work meetings and I have to be done reading a few scripts, what are you up to?” Jungkook asks watching you sip on your coffee.

“Hara is going to take me on a girl's day to help make me feel better, we’ll go window shopping, try on clothes we’re never going to buy and go day drinking” you try and sound a little excited about today, first Monday without work.

“So, I have a crazy plan. I’m going to LA for a week tomorrow for some work commitments, how about you come along?” Jungkook suggests, picking out all the apples from your bowl of fruits, he knows you aren’t a fan of apples.

“Really? I don’t want to bother you during work” you say and he furiously shakes his head.

“The work is a few parties and galas, I’ll have so much more fun with you there”

“I don’t have fancy Hollywood clothes, you should go by yourself” you try and push him away a little, wanting to wallow in your misery for a while.

“Here, I know you are more than capable of buying stuff for yourself but I want to spoil you.” Jungkook hands you his black card like it’s nothing.

“You need something low cut ___, show off those amazing pair of-”

“Can you be a little less crass and give me that dress,” you say opening the changing room curtains and taking the low cut dress from Hara’s hands. There will be four total events you’ll attend with Jungkook, so you need four outfits with two alternates. Hara is great at shopping so you get the outfits done in no time. Next up is heels.

“I just need one comfortable pair of heels that’ll go with all the outfits,” you tell Hara as she sits you down ready to make you try a thousand shoes.

“No, absolutely not, when your boyfriend hands you his credit card to spoil you, three pairs of heels are a minimum” Hara next brings you to a nail salon,

“I never have the time to get my nails done, these look cute” you show off your freshly painted nails as Hara drives you somewhere.

“Where are we going next, my place for wine and sushi?” you ask enthusiastically and Hara nods her head no.

“I didn’t know I needed a haircut,” you tell Hara as you walk into the salon. “Today is not about your needs, it’s about spoiling yourself”

Jungkook and you weren’t expecting any of this press at the airport, you’re clutching onto his arm close as you make your way through.

“Are you alright?” he asks you as the flashes go off very frantically.

“I just wish I had put on some makeup if I knew there was going to be press” you joke as you go through security.

“You look absolutely stunning” Jungkook isn’t big on PDA but he really wants to hold your hand right now. It’s like you can read his mind as you lace your hands together while picking out some snacks.

“Let’s play the balance game” Jungkook suggests picking up the stack of cards production handed you earlier.

“Summer or winter” the both of you answer winter together, “Passenger or driver” Jungkook answers driver while you answer passenger, “That’s good to know,” Jungkook says picking up the next card.

“Plans or surprises” You both have different answers again, he goes for surprises while you go for plans,

“I can plan surprises for you then” you reassure him picking up the next card.

“Words or actions” this one is a thinker but you answer first, “actions because words can be empty sometimes” “I prefer actions too” the options keep getting harder, till you’re both stumped thinking about this one, “Passion or stability” “I don’t think I could choose either, passion is very important for a long term relationship,” Jungkook says and you nod in agreement.

“We need to stay awake if we’re beating this jetlag” you shake Jungkook for the nth time on your drive to the hotel, it’s a bright morning but you’re both still on Seoul time.

“How about just a cat nap before we have to start getting ready for the event,” he says resting his head on your shoulder.

“Nope, we need to set the cycle right and go to sleep today at a reasonable time so that we can enjoy the rest of the trip,” you say and Jungkook groans snuggling closer to you.

“You can be a little annoying when you’re reasonable” Jungkook is very close to falling asleep, he loves the way your hair smells.

“That’s rude” it’s hard for you to be awake too, Jungkook’s a little too warm.

“I just said a little, the rest of the time you’re attractive, very very attractive” he smiles as you snuggle closer, very close to falling asleep.

“Jungkook, wake up! It’s six pm already, WE FELL ASLEEP” you shake Jungkook awake and he sits up in bed all groggy.

“six pm, SIX PM!” he jumps out of the bed checking his phone.

“What time is the car arriving?” you ask taking out a million things from your suitcase.

“In forty minutes, you get ready here, I’ll get ready next door in my manager's room” Jungkook stumbles picking up today's suit and you rush into the restroom for a much-needed shower. Jungkook’s struggling with his tie when you emerge from the restroom, ready in twenty minutes.

“Do I look like an oscar nominated director's girlfriend?” you ask and Jungkook gasps at how beautiful you look.

“You definitely do, I can’t believe you’re my girlfriend. You’re so fucking beautiful” Jungkook has an awestruck look on his face, the same one he had on your first date.

“Let me help you with that,” you say taking the tie from his hands. Jungkook takes out his phone, taking a few pictures and videos.

“You’re very good at this, how many exes did you do this for?” he asks teasing you as you fix his collar.

“None, I went to a private school with uniforms that had actual ties,” you say as he takes a few more pictures.

“I haven’t socialised in a while, I forgot how exhausting it is,” Jungkook says as you feed him some of your chicken.

“You guys are very adorable,” Jimin says from beside you, he’s an actor and you’d been talking his ear off all evening because you don’t know anyone here.

“Aren’t we” Jungkook says pulling your chair closer to his. “I don’t want to be single either, do you have any single friends ___” Jimin says very seriously.

“I have a friend, she’s single but she’d eat you alive” “Hara?” Jungkook asks and you nod furiously sipping on your whiskey.

“I think they’re both the same kinda intense tho?” Jungkook suggests and you disagree, “He’s not her type tho, she likes men who hate themselves for some reason, Jimin is very sure about himself” there you go again saying the most ridiculous thing with all seriousness.

“So what, you’re not Jungkook’s type either, yet he’s sappy about you” Jimin says and you turn around to Jungkook with a quirked eyebrow.

“What is your type then Jeon Jungkook?” “She’s two tables away, she’s quintessential Jungkook type,” Jimin says before Jungkook can shut him up, not to your surprise she’s a tall, beautiful model.

“It was just a fling, I could never emotionally connect with her, but I can with you” he says kissing your cheek.

“I believe you,” you say caressing his thigh.

"So, about your friend Hara, when are you introducing us”

“I’d marry these tacos” Jungkook says growing as he takes another big bite, it was the third event and the both of you escaped early to get some food.

“How do you know about this place?” he asks and you chew quickly,

“After my parents divorced, my dad moved to LA and my mother moved to Seoul, so I’d spend summers here”

“There’s so much I don’t know about you, tell me more” “I went to a boarding school for five years, my sister named her son after our pet fish because she lost a bet to me-” “Woah wait, hold up, what is your nephew’s name?” “Henry” “Why would you name your pet fish Henry?” Jungkook asks rolling up his sleeves.

“I had the biggest crush on this boy in my class, his name was Henry,” you say and Jungkook sighs cutely.

“What was the bet with your sister about?” “It’s too soon for you to know Jungkook, we’re trying to fall in love with eachother and that would just sully my image in your mind” you both laugh as you say that.

“Tell me something I don’t know about you,” you ask Jungkook as you’re both staring at the ocean.

“I had my first-ever kiss on camera, I’m a little claustrophobic, and other than for editing purposes, I’ve never actually sat down and watched any of the movies I’ve directed” you turn around to look at him,

“Why? They’re masterpieces, I cried for an hour after I got done watching Metropolitan” “Really, an hour? Also masterpieces?” “Yes, the movie so accurately portrayed the loneliness of living in a big city, that scene where she lays on her apartment floor crying by herself as the camera moves away showing an empty apartment, that hit a little close to my heart. I thought I’d never tell you this, but I decided to move closer to my parents because of that movie” a tear escapes Jungkook’s eye and you’re quick to wipe it away.

“You, um, wow, really, my movie touched you like that?” “Yes, and a million others too, you’re great at what you do. Do I need to remind you how gosh darn amazing you are” you try and cheer Jungkook up, poking his cheek.

“My lady, can I have a dance with you?” You both had just gotten back from the last event of the week, a Forbes event. You both had a few too many drinks tonight, maybe that’s why he looks extra charming right now.

“Sure, my lord” you giggle playing along with him. The soft music sets the right tone as you rest your head on his chest. There’s silence in your hotel room as you both sway, you don’t know what love feels like, but your heart feels content and happy like it’s never before. Jungkook twirls you around, only to pull you even closer.

“So, I got us another room next door, one without cameras,” Jungkook says plastering a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

“Really?” you ask pulling away to get a good look at his face.

“Yes, only if you want to” “I want to” you reply a little too enthusiastically. Picking you up bridal style, he kisses you one last time before he walks out of the frame.

Comments:

Lola: Jimin is right, they are adorable

SaggitariusQween: HOW ARE THE BOTH OF THEM SO BEAUTIFUL IN THE MORNING…

Zzzzz: Jimin get in line, we all want to date Hara

Yesto: This is going so well, too well

Ester: why can’t we get the sex on camera too, we’re too involved in this relationship anyway

Wallu: ___ had had such an interesting life

Dontlook: ___ talking about how much Jungkook’s movie affected him, just want he needed to hear

Kth: Can’t believe we just have two episodes to go

Episode 6:

“I can’t believe you convinced me to take a hike,” you say holding bam in your arms.

“It was a barter babe, I helped you move, and in turn, you agreed to go on a hike with me and my son,” Jungkook says cooing at bam, he’s the smallest, cutest, puppy you’ve ever seen.

“Come on, it’s going to be so much fun, we’ll see the sunrise,” he says putting one of his airpod in your ear and blasting cheesy pop music.

“I’ve been updating my Instagram so often since we started dating, you take too many pictures of me,” you say as Jungkook is taking pictures of bam and you.

“Things are good, so good, too good, it’s a little self-sabotaging but I’m starting to worry about why things are so good” you confess to him as you’re climbing down the stairs, maybe hikes aren’t that bad.

“What’s the worse that could happen?” “We could have a major fight” “Then we would fight, talking about it, you can’t expect a relationship where there aren’t disagreements, as long as at the end of the day we still want to be with eachother, we’ll be fine”

Jungkook had the great idea to throw a dinner party for all your friends instead of meeting them at different times.

“What if our friends don’t get along,” you ask him while struggling with a chain.

“So many things you’re worried about in that smart head of yours, what if things work out, have you ever thought about that” Jungkook says taking over with the jewelry.

“You really balance me out Kook,” you say looking at him through the mirror while he too, struggles with the chain.

“This should not be this difficult” he groans as the bell to your apartment rings.

“It must be Hara, she’s a master at this” You’re not wearing a chair for this dinner because Hara showed up one martini in and suddenly the hook was too small. On the plus side, everyone’s laughing, joking and getting along, especially Hara and Jimin.

“Oh my god, you’re handsome,” you say as Jungkook introduces you to his friend Jin.

“Jungkook, lock this one down, she has taste” Jin plays along shaking your hand.

“Okay that’s enough, you’re married and you’re dating me”

“Okay, what did you tell Jimin because he’s been giving me some serious hints,” Hara asks you as you pour yourself another drink in the kitchen.

“I told him that you’d eat him alive,” you say as you watch Jungkook talking to a few of your friends.

“Like sexually-” “No, like emotionally, I’ve seen you with guys and if you do make a move on Jimin, just remember that he’s a dear friend and Jungkook holds grudges,” you say as Namjoon enters the kitchen with an empty glass.

“Alright” Namjoon hasn’t talked to you a lot, Jungkook thinks highly of him and you’re worried he doesn’t like you.

“Can I make you another drink?” you ask and Namjoon nods, still quiet.

“When Jungkook told me about the show I wasn’t very worried because he can be a little spontaneous, but I’m worried now because he’s actually fallen for you,” Namjoon says sipping on his drink.

“I don’t want to scare you or anything but I hope you’re sure about your feelings, I care about him a lot and so do you” he continues speaking but you’re still stuck on his last sentence.

“How do you know if you’re in love with someone?” you ask your mother and she takes a long sip of her coffee.

“You just know when you are in love with him ___, is he constantly on your mind, does he make you feel better about yourself, do you see a future with him and does it feel right” your mother lists and you massage your head, feeling a headache coming.

“I’m just so, I have so many feelings for him and we’re so great together but what if the fairytale ends” this makes your mother frown.

“Is this because of your father and I? We might not be married to eachother but that doesn’t mean I don’t love him anymore” “You love him, still?” “Not on most days, but we spent our youths together, we raised two confident, beautiful daughters. The concept of loving someone is selfless, you give and give until you can’t anymore. Maybe you’ll get hurt in the process, maybe you’ll find the love of your life, you just need to trust the process” she says with a reassuring pat on your hand.

“What if I hurt him, I think I’m more terrified of hurting him than me getting hurt” Namjoon’s words are still ringing in your mind.

“Darling, you might, but you need to stop worrying about what might happen. Focus on what is happening right now instead, you’ve met this incredible guy and you’re both crazy about eachother, focus on that”

“So, ___, thoughts?” Jungkook’s gathered his hyungs at his apartment tonight, it was pretty easy to lure them with the promise of fried chicken and beer.

“She was hyping up your movie all through the dinner, she enjoys a good whiskey and is very charming, and we know for sure that she doesn’t indulge in insider trading, she’s kinda perfect for you,” Yoongi says taking a big swig of his beer.

“Are you sure about her feelings for you?” Namjoon asks the important question everyone has been thinking about.

“Yes,” Jungkook says confidently and Namjoon follows up with a how.

“She suggested we make Wednesday date night a thing, she’s been clear with her feelings and emotions so far, she leans on me for support and lets me do the same, and, um, not to be sappy but each second I spend with her feels meaningful” Namjoon is a little satisfied with Jungkook’s answer.

“Have you guys talked about marriage and kids? It’s really important to be on the same page about this stuff, and no you can’t change eachother mind about this” Jin says sternly, “We haven’t talked about it yet, it’s only been like a month and a half” he says getting a little defensive.

“There’s no rush in bringing it up yet, but wherever you do, talk about it in lengths because it’s important” he takes note of what Jin said.

“Okay, let’s talk about the important stuff, is the sex good?” Jimin asks and multiple people groan at the same time, a few cushions are thrown in his face.

“It’s mindblowing” Jungkook mumbles and Namjoon and Jin stand up disagreeing.

“You are like a little brother to me why would I want to know that” “I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT” Jungkook’s giggling at how outraged the two are and Yoongi’s question only adds fuel to the fire,

“Is the sex good or does it get better every time” “It gets better every time”

“How was your week? Wait what’s different?” you ask as Jungkook walks up to you.

“I’m dressed like you, the sweater, longline jacket, so many accessories, the boots, I’m dressed like you and I kinda like it” Jungkook twirls around for you and it’s shocking how accurate he is.

“Where did you get the boots from? Absolutely love them” “I stole a pair from Jimin hyung, he has too many pairs to notice one missing,” he says walking along with you, his hand draping across your waist.

“So, I just had coffee with my mom and worked out four times this week, what a productive week,” you say sarcastically as you take your seats.

“I don’t love it when you talk about yourself like that, it’s been a tough month for you, cut yourself some slack,” he says massaging your arm.

“Thank you,” you say kissing his cheek, “For what?” Jungkook asks as the lights in the stadium go dimmer.

“For being kind to me when I’m not” the concert crowd reves up with the first song.

“You’re very precious to me, I’m always going to be kind to you” you’re glad how easy it is for Jungkook to vocalize his emotions because you wish it was that easy for you. To just say a million things you feel as you both dance and sing around, you wish you could just vocalize how you feel.

Comments:

Lola: ___ talking to her mother about love, made me call my mother

SaggitariusQween: Namjoon looking out for Jungkook, what a sappy bunch of dudes

Zzzzz: Jimin getting pillows thrown in his face for asking relevant questions

Yesto: Jungkook reassuring ___ is the kind of support I need

Ester: ‘So, ___, thoughts’ was sucha relevant question

Wallu: please I’m hoping to god they end up together, I’ll stop believing in love if they don’t

Dontlook: I don’t know why I’m more curious about Hara and Jimin

Kth: Can’t believe we just have one episode to go

Episode 7:

It was the final week of the show, it was also very close to d-day, and you were freaking out about it.

“I’m just going to focus on work, I have a shit ton of it to get through” you tell Hara as you’re driving her to work.

“So, do you or do you not want to know more about my first date weekend with the guy you set me up with” “correction, I did not do that so when this thing ends in a colossal mess, I don’t want to be blamed for it,” you say sipping on your coffee while stopping at a red light.

“What does a first date weekend even mean?” you ask driving again and Hara snickers a little too gleefully.

“We went on a first date on Friday, ended up at his place and spent the rest of the weekend together,” she says throwing you a wink, telling you exactly what they did the entire weekend.

“At first, I just thought he was hot and had a great ass, but we talked so much. I think he’s the first guy after Eric that I’ve emotionally connected with” Hara says while she’s texting the mentioned guy.

“Eric, your high school boyfriend,” you ask very shocked, “Yes, he might be the one ___” she says with a dreamy look on her face.

“Just take it a little slow, play it safe, we don’t want you getting hurt again” “Life is too short to always play it safe ___”

“I promise you don’t have to go through this, we can just forget about this” Jungkook has been trying to talk you out of the tattoo for a while now, but you’re willing to go through it.

You handed the tattoo artist a cute drawing of the winking emoticon Jungkook made, very similar to Jungkook’s own tattoo.

“It’s kinda silly and cute like you” Jungkook worried, he was worried that the tattoo might hurt, that you might change your mind, that you might regret it. You’re getting it done on your right, upper inner arm, and you’re scared about it hurting too much.

“Just relax and sit back, it’ll be done in a few minutes,” the tattoo artist says and you exhale really loud as the pen touches you for the first time,

Jungkook can feel the pain based on how hard you’re clutching onto his hand.

“So, I’m thinking about changing apartments?” Jungkook says in an effort to distract you.

“Really? your apartment is pretty big already” you say clutching your lip in pain.

“Yes, but I want a house with a backyard for bam” “You’re such a great pet owner, Jesus fucking christ” you don’t get used to the pain, rather it gets worse.

“And I um, want a garden to grow some flowers and vegetables, my dad’s great at gardening stuff and I want to have a hobby in common with him” Jungkook keeps talking and you’re starting to relax just a bit.

“Because I can’t for the life of me learn how to golf, it’s such a boring game” “You’re such an amazing son, I hope our kids learn that from you”

Jungkook ignored the insane thing you said all through the time you get your tattoo done. He doesn’t bring it up as he’s driving to dinner.

“Okay, that was a super insane thing to say this early in a relationship” you finally address the elephant in the room and Jungkook can’t help but giggle at your anxiousness.

“I was taken aback for a second too, but um-” “I was in so much pain that the talking filter in my mind was broken, I am so sorry,” you say as he stops at a red light.

“You don’t need to be sorry, but it’s cute to think that you think of our future, our kids” Jungkook’s trying to make this all easy for you by teasing you but it only mortifies you more.

“Why did I say that, I want the earth to open up and swallow me” you cringe all over and he can’t help but laugh.

“It wasn’t that bad, I was thinking about bringing up the topic of kids and you just dropped it like an atom bomb,” he says and you hit his arm hard.

“Can we cancel dinner, I’ll just take a cab home” you suggest and Jungkook nods a no aggressively.

“On the other side of cringe is a fun evening ___, we’re going to eat sushi and go sing some karaoke”

“I didn’t know we were doing karaoke” “We weren’t but I just added it to today's agenda”

“Holy smokes babe you’re so off-key,” Jungkook says as you very passionately sing a prince song.

“I like it when you call me babe, babe” truth be told, the sake you had with dinner is hitting hard right now.

Case and point, the complete bench is empty but you take a seat on Jungkook’s lap.

“I noticed, the first time I said it your eyes lit up. You tested the waters with Kook too but I like babe better, babe” he says browsing through the music selection, looking for the perfect song.

“I also would like to try honey and sweetheart, those are such classics too,” you say and Jungkook finally selects a song.

“Honey, I’m looking forward to all the new nicknames to come, my sweetheart,” he says as you stand up to get some water.

“That sentence didn’t make sense grammar-wise, but love the sentiment” he surprises you with a quick twirl, you almost stumble but he catches you as he starts singing.

“I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more. Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweetheart of yours” Jungkook sings sweetly and you look at him with the most love-sick look, you’ll never be the same kind of happy you are today.

“I can’t believe it’s been fifty days already, time went by too quickly” Jungkook sighed sitting in the same conference room he sat down for the pre-filming interviews.

“___ and you have been the only couple out of the six couples who stayed with their initial match till the end,” the interviewer tells and Jungkook gasps with surprise.

“We were too perfectly matched already” Jungkook can’t help but brag a little.

“During the early dates with ___, did at any point you feel like changing your partner?” the question makes Jungkook think of the earlier dates.

“I was very fascinated by ___ on our first date, and with the gradual growth that we had I was only more curious to know more about her” Jungkook answers honestly and the interviewer nods with a smile.

“Do you think 50 days is enough time to fall in love with someone?” he giggles before answering this one, “I think I fell for her when we were in LA, she was such a champion for me through the complete trip. If I were to pinpoint the exact moment, it’d be the second she told me how much my movie affected her.” Jungkook can’t stop smiling, he’s a little giddy to see you.

“I think around date number three I realised how much Jungkook’s out of my league, but at the same time, I so badly wanted him to be interested in me” you answer the interviewee's question about any time during the month you felt insecure about the relationship.

“Do you have any regrets at the end of these 50 days?” she asks and you sigh sitting back in your chair.

“I wish I had been more vocal with my compliments and feelings towards him, he always tells me how beautiful I am, how I’m doing better, I wish I had been a little less scared of being forward with him”

“Did you fall in love with Jungkook, if yes, when?” you take a good few minutes to answer this question, “When we went to the concert, that’s when I fell for him. My professional life had been in the gutter, to put it gently, and Jungkook told me I was very precious to him, and there was this sinking feeling in my heart, I knew I was down bad for him” a tear rolled down your cheek as you talk about that.

“Jungkook left you this” it’s a card that tells you where he’s waiting for you.

“It was very easy to guess your favourite place in Seoul Kook, you should have made me work a little harder for it” you spot him sitting on a bench facing the Han river.

“I didn’t want to make you work for it at all, I’m very impatient today,” Jungkook says like he isn’t impatient all the time. Jungkook lifts you a little off the ground when as he hugs you, your laughter feels like music to his ears.

“So, before we talk any further, I have something for you,” you say handing him a very plain envelope.

“You wrote me a letter?” he asks and you nod, letting him read the letter you poured your heart into.

Jungkook,

I am not the best at saying what I’m feeling, so I’ve decided to write them down. This list might seem like a weird way to share how I’m feeling but that’s how my mind works.

1. I love how caring you are, and how at times you put me first even when you don’t need to

2. I love that you cry while reading books, it shows how kind-hearted you are

3. I love how you are patient with me and our relationship, even when it’s frustrating at times

4. I love how passionate you are about your work, it shows how much you care

5. I love how reassuring you are, and how you remind me to be gentle with myself.

6. I love your voice, you could be a singer in another life

7. I love the way you kiss me, I could never get tired of it

And, most importantly, I love you.

Love,

___

PS. if this reads a little too cringy, we will never speak of this letter again, capiche?

Jungkook’s floored as he’s done reading the letter, you wipe a few tears from his face.

“Never thought a list would make me feel like this” he jokes putting away the letter and circling his arms around you.

“Lists can be very inspirational, especially when written by me” you play along avoiding his eyes.

“___, look at me,” he says pulling your face up with a gentle touch on your chin.

“I love you, I love you in a way that frightens and excites me, I love you” Jungkook kisses you passionately at the end of his sentence, he can feel you smiling against his lips and he doesn’t want to stop.

Comments:

Lola: not gonna lie, the list broke me

SaggitariusQween: They’re so in love, I’m so happy for them yet for some reason I want to run into traffic.

Zzzzz: The nicknames are so darn cute

Yesto: I understand ___’s need to want kids with Jungkook asap

Ester: them talking about the moment they fell in love with the biggest smiles, made me a little too happy

Wallu: Hoping this couple lasts long because I couldn’t believe in love if they don’t

Dontlook: Okay, just checked their Instagrams and they’re all over each other’s pages, glad they’re still in love

Kth: Can’t believe there’s not going to be another Jungkook and ___ episode

A year later…

The bed is empty and cold when you wake up, putting on a robe you wince because of the morning light as you walk downstairs. Jungkook’s humming by himself as he flips the omelette, he knows better than to cut up fruit, after last night the both of you need a big, hearty breakfast. His plans to surprise you with breakfast in bed are ruined by you hugging him from behind.

“I hate waking up with you not in bed” you mumble against his bare back and he chuckles turning around to face you.

“I am sorry, but in my defence, you were supposed to be asleep so I could be the perfect boyfriend,” he says kissing you on the lips.

“You are already a perfect boyfriend,” you say kissing him with a smile on your face, the perfect moment is broken up by the toaster going off.

“So, happy first anniversary,” Jungkook says and you look at him all puzzled and confused.

“Our anniversary isn’t for another month, that’s why we planned the Paris trip for next month,” you say and he frowns his eyebrows.

“No, we’re going on the trip next month because of my scheduling issues and a year ago today, we went on our first date” Jungkook has a lot of things prepared for today.

“I thought our anniversary would be the day I accidentally called you my boyfriend and you went along with it” you made sure to mark that date in your calendar, never wanting to forget it.

“How do we decide on this?” “Rock, paper and scissors” you suggest and Jungkook complies immediately. Like always he pulls a paper and you pull scissors,

“How the fuck do you always win? What kind of witchcraft is this?” he groans with outrage.

“So, Our anniversary is next month but I’d still like those gifts. I on the other hand didn’t get you any gifts because like we decided, our anniversary is next month” you snatch the small bag from his hands, it's jewelry for sure.

“What, is this a ring? Are you proposing? How dare you just hand me my engagement ring like it’s a random cup of coffee” you’re the one outraged this time but he just laughs sitting up in his bed.

“First off, you literally stanched the gift from my hands and just open it,” he says and you gently open the velvet box. It’s not a ring, it’s a pendant, a replica of the pendant your grandmother gave you and you lost a few years ago.

“Oh my god, this is the sweetest thing ever, my god you’re sweet. I love you” you say pecking his lips and he’s still fixated on the small bag.

“There’s more to it, look inside” you find a polaroid picture of Jungkook and you from a year ago, behind it reads, ‘Let’s move in together the card and the gift makes you tear up a little.

“I don’t have a gift for you yet Kook, it’s arriving next week and it’s not as sentimental as this one,” you say cuddling closer to you.

“You’re the only gift I need ___, other than the vintage camcorder you’ve already bought me”

“I knew Jimin is too weak to keep a secret” you groan about the ruined surprise.

“Hara’s made him weak, can’t believe they’re pregnant” Jungkook sighs as he’s looking back at the year, it’s been a life-changing year.

“I know we’re too busy to have a kid right now, how about we have very protected sex in our bed” Jungkook suggests pulling you in his lap.

“Our bed” you aw about the fact that you’re both moving in together while Jungkook leaves a trail of sloppy kisses.

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The Long Way Home

Choi San x Fem!Reader

WC: ~ 6.5K

Warnings/Content Notes: 18+ !!! MDNI!!! SMUT, BDSM Dynamics, Dom!San, Sub!Reader, BFFS -> FWB -> Lovers. ANGST! Cursing, Alcohol Consumption, Jungkook at the scene of the crime, Jokes about divorce. Smut warnings after the cut.

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A/N if you enjoy reading this please consider reblogging and leaving a comment ty it genuinely means a lot to me to see y’all’s reactions to my work :)

SMUT Warnings: BDSM Dynamic, Dacryphilia, Impact Play, Bondage, Choking, PIV Sex (no mention of protection remember to wrap it up y’all), Fingering (F Rec), Degradation.

The Long Way Home

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Tequila was the worst invention known to man. Your pounding head and naked body declared this thought as you gazed over to the man in the bed beside you. Some jock you couldn’t even recall the name of. He was some fucking guy, maybe his name was something basic like Matthew? If he asked you his name you would’ve blanked and probably said some random name like John. His snores made your head sting with a headache as you tried to recall how you ended up nude and having to do yet another walk of shame.

The memory hit you as you shrugged on one of your one night stand’s hoodies and your jeans. The walk of shame uniform, some random guy’s clothes paired with your own you sighed to yourself.

The bright lights, booming bass, jungle juice, and losing your best friend in the crowd as you both flirted with the many attractive people at the party. It was just a local affair. Crawling with the washed up twenty somethings that all resided in rather small city you called home. All of them regularly relived the glory days of raucous partying and drinking away the stressors of everyday life, you and your best friend and roommate wee no exception to this.

It was cheaper than a bar and honestly more fun. Mr. Anonymous was one of the hosts and putting on his best Flynn Rider-esque smolder as you batted your false lashes and giggled like a fool. You were about to “oh my god you’re so funny” your way into some good sex. Or so you thought, except you recalled on your walk to your apartment that the guy didn’t even last five minutes and you didn’t even cum. It wasn’t even hook up yelp review worthy.

You barged into you and your best friend San’s shared apartment with a loud huff slamming your keys onto the entryway table. Not even looking up from his phone San let out a laugh, “Who the fuck pissed in your cheerios bun?” Bun had been your long time nickname from San due to your shorter stature and constant habit of twitching your nose when annoyed.

“Well Mr. Mountain Flynn Rider guy didn’t even last ten minutes and I was left disappointed AGAIN!!!” You wailed as you flopped beside him onto your lumpy couch. “Like I get it, I take a while to finish but he couldn’t at least help me?! Where is the fucking decorum in hookups these days.” He lets out a loud laugh at your rant and then suddenly stopped, he looked over at you like he just discovered the secret to time travel. Eyes wide and brows raised, his mouth was agape with a smile.

“I just got the best idea! Why don’t we just start hooking up. We talk enough about our sex lives since we’re so close, we know what the other likes. Why not just fuck?” He says his grin now a smirk, he waggled his brows and nudged you with his elbow.

“Did you smoke something? Are you high? Are you unwell? That’s a fucking terrible idea! Like holy shit that’s an insanely bad idea! One of us could catch feelings, someone could get hurt, it would be a mess. Have you seen any movies where that works out?” You exclaim. Your hands were thrown in the air and you began to consider smacking San upside the head in hopes you could help him create some new braincells for some cognizant thoughts. He just shrugged your way and continued on with his master plan.

“Bun, honey. Think about how much easier and safer it would be. No walks of shame, we’d get tested first obviously, I wouldn’t fuck anyone else so we both stay safe, and come on. I know how you like it.” His voice grew almost husky as he looked deep into your eyes. The change in his energy made you squirm and you couldn’t help but think how hot he looked. You had eyes, you knew your best friend of over ten years was hot with his dark eyes and muscles that practically bulged out of his tight shirts.

“Fuck it. Show me what you got.” And with that his lips crashed onto yours, his hand laced into your hair tugging on the roots just hard enough to make you whine into the kiss.

“Oh Bunny I’m gonna ruin you.”

“I’d like to see you try Sannie.” He quickly knocked the smirk off your face with his hand wrapping around your neck, he squeezed a bit and gave you a glare.

“You shouldn’t have said that.” Your underwear was soaked as you gazed at him with wide eyes and a moan fell from your lips as he chuckled darkly. He quickly tugged the hoodie off of you and smirked down at you, noticing your lack of a bra. “Fuck your tits are so gorgeous, look at you. You look pathetic all needy for me.”

“ ‘M not pathetic.” You whined. His hand that was around your throat previously gripped your jaw squeezing your cheeks.

“Yes you are, I bet you’re all soaked and your little pussy is begging for me to fuck you. But sweetheart, you didn’t earn it did you? Back talking, sassing me, telling me that fucking me was a horrible idea. Such a dumb little bunny under me. I should just leave you right here all worked up.” You felt out of control as you shook your head no, ten minutes ago you would have never thought of yourself having any sexual relationship with San. But here you were silently pleading for him to fuck you stupid. He watched with glee as your eyes began to water and you began to beg for him to touch you, for him to play with you like a doll. He had you where he wanted you, needy, lust filled, and wanting only him.

“Sannie please! I want you! I need you! I’m gonna fucking lose it if you don’t do something.” Your voice was whiny and you sounded on the verge of tears as your roommate simply smirked at you.

“You have ten seconds to strip and get on my bed, You know how I’ll wanna see you waiting for me.” You bolted, shoving your jeans down and kicking them off, then your panties as you scurried to his room. You practically leapt onto his bed and got right into his favorite position; kneeling on his bed, hands on your knees, head held high, not moving a muscle.

San during your rendezvous rundowns had divulged his preference for BDSM encounters rather than vanilla ones. His stories had you internally squirming when you two discussed your sexual encounters. You hadn’t really had experience with kinky sex like San did. He’d visit BDSM clubs, done his online research, met up with some subs once or twice as he learned more about his dominant side. He told you about how he loved when some of his submissive partners would cry as he would play with them, using impact toys, vibrators, ball gags, collars. He was a rigger, he explained one time, loving using intricate knots and ties with rope to create, as he put it, “the perfect present for myself”. He loved seeing how his other partners would plead to touch him as he fucked them into delirium.

Now here you were, about to get fucked into that same delirious state. San strolled into the room and leaned against the doorway as you kept your pose. He loved seeing you following his unspoken orders. But he knew as a good dominant he had to make sure you were comfortable with him. “Y/N before I do anything I want to know your limits, what are you comfortable with? I know you like choking and hair pulling, some spanking, some spit play. But is there anything you don’t want me to do to you?” You blushed at his consideration, you knew he was going to do this but seeing his concerned eyes and soft smile your way had you feeling butterflies in your stomach.

“Ummm, no face slapping, just hands being tied or bound is okay, I wanna be able to see you, and um, just don’t go too crazy. Oh and don’t call me a bitch I’ll kick you.” You nodded, your last sentence elicited a chuckle from San as he shook his head walking over to you.

“So you’re okay if I for example say, hmmmm. Y/N you’re being such a good little whore for me. Getting right how I wanted you and answering my questions like an obedient little slut.” His brow quirked and he tilted his head. He didn’t show it but he was reeling watching the shy flush on your cheeks and how you tried to rub your thighs together to feel some friction.

“Yes Sir, that's okay with me.” You nodded, quietly appraising his reaction to the title. A growl erupted from him as he manhandled you onto your back and spread your legs wide.

“Oh Bunny, Sir’s gonna make you fucking scream.” With that promise he pulled you into a searing kiss as he began to push his fingers inside you and quickly locate the spot that made you cry out in pleasure. He watched as you threw your head back and moaned, his fingers grew faster as you began to squirm. He wasn’t even fingering you for that long, maybe a few minutes but he had you on the brink of your first orgasm. “Aww is Bunny gonna cum already? Uh uh, not yet baby, you gotta beg for it.” You cried out in frustration as he pulled his fingers out and slowly began to circle your sensitive clit.

“Please sir, please let me cum. I fucking need it. I’ll be so good, I’ll do anything. Please let me cum and make a mess for you.” Tears cascaded down your cheeks as you begged for him to let you cum. You felt like you were going to squirt all over the sheets as he toyed with you. He smirked and roughly shoved two of his fingers back in you and jackhammered them right at your g-spot. The slick sounds of how wet you were along with your moans and panting breaths were all San heard. He bent down and kissed at your neck has he slowed his fingers down for a moment and made a come hither motion with them, the attention on your g-spot had you falling into a state of euphoric delirium, you couldn’t even think a coherent thought as you moaned out his title over and over again.

“Fucking cum for me Bunny. I wanna see what a messy little slut you are for me.” He whispered into your ear, the kiss on your lips that followed sent you over the edge, his fingers quickened as he leaned back up to watch your orgasm splash against his palm and your body thrash about, he watches as your eyes rolled back into your head and your back arched as he continued the onslaught on your overly sensitive pussy. Your cries of relief and his name had him on cloud nine, this is what he had wished for. He had wanted you in his bed more than anything when he would hear your hookup stories. He wanted to make you cum over and over again, to hear you moan his name has he pounded into your wet cunt. Now here you were coming undone all over his sheets and whining as he overstimulated you.

“Sannie I cant take any more too sensitive.” You whined and he stopped immediately. He laid beside you and pulled you into his arms, rubbing yours and whispering praises into your sweat soaked hairline. Your head lulled onto his shoulder and you snuggled into his body heat feeling safe and relaxed as you synced your breathing with his.

“You were so good for me Bunny, you did so good. How do you feel? Do you need me to clean you up and get you some water?” You nodded and he went into the bathroom and grabbed a damp washcloth and gently cleaned up the mess between your legs. After, he grabbed you a glass of water and helped you drink as he kept on praising how well you took your first time with him. “So what do you say? Want to keep doing this?” You nodded aggressively and he let out a light laugh as he kissed your forehead. “Only time we’ll have rules is in the bedroom okay, no need for those dumb ass contracts or whatever shit they do in those girly movies you like. It’s still us being us except I eat you out and boss you around in bed.” You let out your own laugh and statement of agreement. He made it all so casual and comfortable. Any worries you had fell to the wayside as you found yourself under him once again, his hands in your hair and yours cupping his cheeks as giggles made their home in between each kiss.

You fell into an easy routine that was just you two being Mountain and Bun, except now you often are sleeping beside one another sticky from sweat and he’s made you cum several times. It felt right, like you two had been destined for something more than friends.

Soon enough the kisses and physical affection transferred from the walls of your apartment to out in public. Your friends noticed the possessive hand around your waist and glares San would give at any man who would look for a tad too long at you on nights out at the bars and clubs in the city. But when asked if something was going on between you two, San would lead the way with denying anything more than friendship. This lead to a routine of you both denying anything serious was going on, much to everyone’s disbelief as it was clear as day you two were more than friends.

It was an unspoken rule to deny a connection between you two when asked, but a spoken one to only sleep with one another. You two were just friends, friends who kissed, cuddled, and slept together. Friends with benefits, nothing beyond that. Right?

But, something beyond San tying you up and regularly making you cum up to ten times a scene was going on. Stolen kisses, cuddles under the glow of the tv, and nights ending in romantic passionate sex were growing more and more common. Mornings where you would find yourself wrapped around him as he cooked you breakfast, lazy days spent in his favorite hoodies, nights where you laid by his side and played with his fingers as you compared the size of his hands to yours. It was more than just lust.

You knew you were down bad, but you had no one to explain it to. There was no rule against being open about sleeping together but you both seemed to agree silently on keeping it just between you two. The pair of you seemed to just keep it under wraps to avoid your friend’s questions or comments. But avoiding it all was becoming too much, it was driving you insane. It was making you feel used and discarded even if he was treating you so well, you just wanted him to say something so you knew he wasn’t just using you.

Fall came, leaves crashed against the sidewalks and your feelings began to chill like the air outside. It was another night out for you, San, and your seven other friends, this time in a crowded club with booming bass, sultry air, and many other drunk people looking for a good time. You and San were dancing on one another with him subtly peppering kisses on your neck as your hips swayed against his. After a while you pulled away shouting you were grabbing another drink.

At the bar a tall, tattooed man saddled up beside you. His eyes danced along your figure admiring the short dress adorning your frame. His lip rings emphasized his sultry smirk as he offered to buy you a drink. “The name’s Jungkook. I’ll buy you a drink, but in exchange grant me once dance.” You were charmed by his attitude and agreed. Your hands soon found their way around his neck as his grip met your waist. The heavy beat of the R&B of the club and the lust filled air around you two pushed San from your mind as the tall man had stolen your attention.

“Gorgeous I don’t think your boyfriend is too happy you’re dancing on me like this.” The raven haired male said into your ear as you both swayed to the beat. His strong grip on your waist was anchoring you to the moment. The liquor swirled your brain as all of your inhibitions began to throw themselves aside. Your attention was brought back to San, you could feel his angry laser like stare on your back as you danced with Jungkook. Why was he mad? It’s not like he would openly say anything about you being off limits anyways.

“He’s not my boyfriend, just my roommate. We hook up but it’s nothing serious.” You reply back loud enough to be heard over the music.

“So he won’t keep staring at me like he wants to murder me if I kiss you?”

“He can be mad he doesn’t get a say in who I kiss.” You snark back and Jungkook pulls you into a kiss, his hands snaking down to grab your ass over your short skirt and your hands reaching into his flowing locks. Before things could get too heated you felt a hand grabbing your arm and pulling you away. “WHAT THE FUCK LET ME GO!” Your disagreement went unanswered as San dragged into a hallway away from prying eyes.

“Y/N what the actual fuck was that? Were you trying to make me jealous?! Well congratulations it fucking worked. You’re mine, nobody else’s. I thought you knew that.” His voice was filled with anger and his tone was almost like a snarl. You shivered and felt the familiar feeling of your head beginning to float at his authoritative behavior.

“Sannie, you never said we were anything more than friends with benefits. How was I supposed to know I wasn’t supposed to kiss other boys, I wouldn’t fuck them but I can’t kiss em?” Your tone was playful but also clearly annoyed at his power play when he wasn’t your boyfriend. He was the guy you lived with and fucked, not the guy telling you he loves you and wants to spend his life with you.

He had no power over you when it came to expanding your horizons while being single.

“No Y/N you’re mine.” San’s glare began to anger you. He can’t say shit like that then not say you two were a couple.

“No San. I’m not fucking yours, matter of fact I’m never going to be ‘yours’. You can have someone else in your bed, sharing a place with you, and being your plaything. I’m done with the games and the back and forth on what I am to you. I’m so done with you. If you have any once of respect for me you’ll do me a favor leave me the fuck alone.” You stormed away before he could even make a move to try and save the shreds of your relationship. You walked as fast as you could to find your friend group. With your head hung low and as quiet of a voice as you could muster in the loud club you told your friends, Hongjoong, Yunho, Minho, Seonghwa, Jongho, Yeosang, and Wooyong that you were not going to be able to go participate in your regular hang out nights anymore, your only explanation being you and San weren’t on good terms and you didn’t know if your friendship would be good again.

The guys didn’t see or hear the exchange but they saw the angry tears running down your cheeks that you had been trying to hide and knew that the situation was not good in the slightest. They watched you angrily wipe at your mascara stained cheeks and march off. They were worried for you. They saw San off in the hallway he had pulled you to, his head was pressed to the wall as sobs wracked his body. His fist was hammering the wall as he appeared to be cursing himself for what went down. The boys felt like children caught in the middle of their parents fighting and it had them all feeling a major sense of unease.

You spilled the beans a few days later to Yeosang, Wooyong, and Seonghwa when they came to check on you while you were staying on your friend Winter’s couch. She was helping you navigate moving out and moving on from the boy you had been hurt by. She knew the whole story and comforted you as you told the three boys about everything, well not all the sexual things after you got into a little bit about it and they looked ready to send you off to a convent. The boys were angry for you they understood that you felt played and that your feelings seemed to be disregarded, but they also understood that San was not the best when it came to emotional vulnerability or communication. They wanted you to open the door to him to try and repair things. But you were insistent on never speaking to San again due to how hurt you were. You couldn’t bear looking him in the eyes knowing you had been a toy to him. That he wanted to have all the aspects of dating you, but wouldn’t even admit he was sleeping with you. Was he embarrassed with you? Were you not enough? Your mind would spiral every night as you laid on Winter’s couch questioning your value to San, your friendship as a whole, your own sense of self. You picked yourself apart to the atom, finding more and more reasons to wonder what it was that made San begin the denial of your relationship when asked about you.

They helped you pack your things when San was at work and within the hours of his shift any trace of you was gone. Your new apartment was only a few blocks away with San none the wiser. When he came home to see every trace of the years you’d shared by his side gone, his heart was crushed like a hammer was hitting him square in the chest. The end of September was now San’s least favorite time of year, because it’ll forever mark when he lost to you due to his own stupidity.

Days without either of you speaking turned into weeks, then months. The cold gray winter had come in to chill your bones and steal your breath. It turned your cold heart to ice as you began to move on from the beautiful boy you had fallen for. It was as if the past few years never existed. Like the way you slept for months in his bed was an illusion. It was a fog, always a fog. Until those cold nights called for another body to join you in bed. Nobody else was good enough, it had to be him. The man who had you Pavloved into orgasming to the sound of his voice, the man who made your mind melt. San, Choi San was the only one for you.

San was no better off, cold nights yearning for your touch. Your voice haunting every time he had to rub one out. “Please Sir, please let Bunny cum! I-I’ve been so fucking good for you please!” one of his favorite memories. He could always remember every aspect of that night. He had been practicing some new Shibari tie methods and had you bound into the perfect present, intricate knots holding your breasts in place, your pussy exposed with your hands bound to your legs so you were immobile. You looked delectable with those pleading yet wild eyes, drool leaking from your mouth, and makeup running down your face. You looked practically angelic to him as he watched your eyes roll back into your head as he bullied his cock into you over and over, he recalled how with a whispered “such a good girl for me, yes you can cum.” the scream that flew from your lips as your eyes rolled back, the gush of your orgasm around him and how your pussy milked him dry. He remembered how you looked at him with such loving eyes as he took care of you and how you would let him lay on your bust as you kissed his forehead and assured him he wasn’t too rough with you. He remembered that while you slept he uttered “I love you” while he looked at you.

But he couldn’t get to make memories like that again, not until you’d let him speak to you, not until he could fucking find you that is. And most definitely, not if you have a new boyfriend or someone he can’t compete with for your heart.

While the two of you were pining for the other like a high school production of Romeo and Juliet the rest of the friends you and San shared were extremely annoyed by the way you two were acting like a divorced couple.

“I’m team Mom aka Y/N here but I don’t wanna deal with who has custody of us at Christmas being an issue. They need to kiss and make up” Yeosang declared while sitting with the others at lunch. They had planned a lunch to plan the intervention because as much as they didn’t want to admit it they would rather be annoyed by you two being romantic or possibly walk in on you two, than have to deal with the split custody issue. Thus the “Stop the Divorce” squad was put into action. They wanted you both happy and most importantly back together.

Soon enough their plan to get you two to hash shit out was put into action, Hongjoong the unofficial leader of the group sent San and you separate texts asking to meet up at his recording studio space to hang out. You arrived first, you had made yourself at home on the sofa and then about five minutes later San was walking into the room. “Oh fuck no, I’m not doing this.” You exclaim, grab your things, and make your way to the door to leave. It’s San who surprisingly makes the move to block your way out. Hongjoong and the others maneuvered to exit and lock the door as you and San stared down one another with laser like focus.

“Sit. The. Fuck. Down. Y/N.” He hisses through his teeth, using the tone of voice he reserved for those occasions you would have tested his patience when your dynamic was in place.

“You’re not the fucking boss of me anymore Choi San. Just fucking UGH!! Let me go!” You bark back.

“I’m not going to lose you now when I finally have you back in my life, I won’t make that same mistake again.” His voice sounded as if he was about to cry, it was broken. San’s voice carried his emotions after not seeing you for months,he sounded lost, hurt, terrified, and so, so sad.

“You won’t lose me Sannie, you never did. I went overboard leaving like I did, I was just so… so fucking scared. I was with you every day. I slept in your bed, woke up to you, brushed my teeth while you showered, held you when you cooked. It was becoming so real, so domestic, it felt too coupley when you wouldn’t even claim me as someone you had even been fucking! I couldn’t take it anymore, it was too painful.” Your voice broke as you crumpled to pieces before your former lover. His own eyes filled with unshed tears as he looked at you. Your hair hung in your eyes as you stared at your shoes. Your arms were wrapped around your body like a protective shield as you rocked back and forth avoiding him as your confession hung in the air like a thick fog.

“Oh bun. Shit, baby. I— fuck it. I love you Y/N I have loved you for years. I think it was sophomore year of college when I realized how I’d fallen for you. It was when you were there for me when Mina broke up with me, you didn’t even do anything but sit and listen as I cried. You told me something that day, do you remember?” You shook your head as you looked up at him with wide eyes at his confession. Your heart was thumping, head reeling at the words he’d just blurted out. “You held me and said ‘San, any chance to love you is a chance worth having. You love so greatly, so wonderfully, so wholeheartedly. Love from you in any capacity is love worth lifetimes of happiness that anyone would be blessed to have.’” You began to cry as you realized he was telling you the truth, he remembered verbatim the words you told him that day. He remembered the veiled confession you made.

“San, I love you too.” You whispered, almost incomprehensibly.

“Say it again, please”

“Choi San, I Y/N Y/L/N am undeniably in love with you.” You said louder, now smiling at him with tears cascading down your cheeks. His own tears falling from his eyes as your lips crashed onto his. The kiss tasted like salt from your mingling tears. He smelled like his cologne mixed with his own natural scent that was something so addictive. He felt like home. The warmth of his hands felt like forever.

You moved back in shortly after San confessed, loving him felt like walking on air; light, freeing, and gentle. The domestic routine was something you loved, a good morning kiss, another kiss as you both left for work, a welcome home kiss from him as he cooked dinner to reward you as you came back from a longer day at the office, so many kisses just because. He spoiled you in affection and words of his adoration for you, he made you feel so at home.

It was game night at your home with San, your friends all lounged on your couches as you curled into the worn leather loveseat nestled into the crook of San’s arm. Your head was resting on his chest as your sock covered toes poked at the arm of the small sofa, his laughter lightly shook you as a fond smile crept to your face as Seonghwa was forced into telling another embarrassing tale of his college dating woes. “So she walks into my dorm, I’m thinking ‘hell yeah I’m about to lose my v-card and BAM! The lego collection scared her away like DAMN can’t a man get laid and like legos?” He laments and the snort that left you at his story has the whole group laughing. “Okay just for that miss piggy, your turn, truth or drink?”

“For the sake of my liver, truth.”

“What’s the wildest thing San and you have done while fucking?” The sip of your single glass of wine for the night nearly launches from your nose as the boldness of Seongwha’s question sets in.

“What defines wild to you?”

“Nah sister, just answer the question.”

“Well there was this one time he had me collared with a leash but also tied up in this crazy position, like my ankles and wrists bound together so I was practically immobile. He fucked me so hard I blacked out, we’re okay with like him still going even when I’m not all there in the head. We’ve talked boundaries about that stuff so don’t keep looking at him like he’s a psycho. And yeah, or would you rather hear about how he had to punish me for being such a brat, he went so hard on me that day I had to call off work for three days so the bruises on my ass could heal and I could sit down properly?” You smirked and looked up at San, his eyes were burning onto you as his own smirk settled onto his face. He bent his head down and uttered one small phrase that had you shifting in anticipation.

“Strike one bun, you know I don’t like the idea of them imagining you all exposed and slutty for me.” His voice practically sounded like a purring lion. The shiver that went down your spine was visible to anyone looking your way.

“Well damn. Don’t go having war flashbacks over there Mr. and Mrs. Pornhub.” Yunho prompted as he cleared his throat. You shrugged and the game kept going. The questions only seemed to grow bolder as time passed and soon enough you all grew progressively drunker.

“Y/N truth or drink but if you drink it’s 3 shots this time!” Wooyoung drunkenly declares.

“That’s so foul, okay lay it on me.”

“Who in this room would you tell San you’d be cool to have a threesome with?” San’s grip on your thigh grew harsh in a warning. You promptly took the shots and groans of disappointment rang out as your friends still asked you to answer.

“Fuck it, ummmm Joong I guess.” You say not thinking as the alcohol muffled your mind of any proper filter.

“Strike two.” San’s voice rings in your ear. Like baseball, one more and you’re out of luck. So, you turn on the brat mode.

“I mean come on we all have eyes, Joong is cute and I’m not saying I would do it but hey who knows.” You shrug and you feel San’s eyes burning into your skull as Hongjoong blushes wildly and murmurs a question filled “thank you?”.

The third strike warning never comes as San finds an excuse for the party to end and within the hour you find yourself bent over his lap. The loud thwack! of the shiny leather paddle reserved for only the harshest of your punishments against your ass rings out as he orders you to count. “One! Thank you sir.” THWACK! “T-two! Thank you sir.” and so on until you hit fifteen. Your ass is ringing with pain as he manhandles you silently onto your back with your head hanging over the edge of the bed. You didn’t even have a moment to process before your ankles are on his shoulders and his cock is being pounded into your sopping cunt, tears leaked from your eyes and were hitting your hairline as cries of pained pleasure were ripped from your throat.

“Shut the fuck up and take it like the greedy whore you are.” His warm palm encased your throat as he squeezed it, choked gasp filled moans fell from your lips as the familiar feeling of floating euphoria filled your mind. The blood rushing to your head combined with the sensation of his hand around your throat squeezing your airway made each thrust hit that much more intensely. Your mind was going blank and you dropped into the headspace that made you lose all sense of thought and control. Your mind was solely consumed by San, only San.

“Sir, gonna cum!” You cried as that knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter. He shook his head and pulled out, he pulled his hand away and maneuvered so he stood at the side of the bed near your face.

“Only good girls get to cum, you know that. Or are you too stupid to remember Bunny?”

“‘m a dumb bunny and forgot sorry sir! Please let me cum!” The tears fell harder toward your hairline as you gazed at him with pleading eyes.

“Suck Sir off and I’ll maybe let you cum.” He asserted and he began to thrust his cock down your throat as soon as your mouth opened. His cock bullied the back of your throat, spit trailed from your lips to your cheeks and hair as you gagged and moaned around his throbbing hard length. You could barely take half of him, but you wanted to please him so badly you relaxed you gag reflex and watched his face screw up in pleasure as he watched his length create a bulge in your throat as you worked to deep throat the entirety of his pulsating cock. It felt like hours of him thrusting in and out of your mouth, your mind was numb and you were still yearning for orgasm. After a few choked “Good girl bunny.”’s you felt his cum shoot down your throat. He pulled out and let the last few ropes of cum shoot over your face moaning as you tried to swallow more of his load.

“Oh Bunny you did so well for me, let Sir make you cum all over for him okay? Want me to eat that pretty little pussy and make you squirt for Sir?” A dumb nod in response was all it took for him to begin lapping at your sopping hole, moans and growls rumbled against your aching clit as he suckled on it like he was having his last meal. His tongue was expertly thrusting in and out of your pussy and his nose brushed your clit as he moved his head to lick you from your asshole to your clit a few times. Your head was reeling as silent screams left your lips, your eyes rolled back into your head as he gently nibbled at your clit. You couldn’t even give San a warning as with one last thrust of his tongue the wire in your core snapped and you felt that jolt of pleasure spread from your head to your extremities. Your legs shook as your fingers dug into his scalp and you held his head to your pussy. Gush after gush of your orgasm flooded from you as he continued to lick and suck at your core. You couldn’t even declare it being too much before another white hot orgasm hit you. You continued to whine and squeal as you soaked the sheets. He pulled away and watched as the lady sprays of your orgasm fled your body. “That’a girl, you there for me baby?” You nodded tiredly as he maneuvered you so your head was resting on a pillow. He had prepared prior to starting the scene having some water, baby wipes, and some pain cream for your ass for aftercare. He whispered soft praises as he moved you once again to massage your aching ass cheeks with the cream and to clean the sticky mess between your thighs with the baby wipes. His gentle touch was so comforting as he made sure you were comfortable after the intense scene was done. Once he was done cleaning you up and making sure you were alright he began to help you sip some water and he whispered more praises to you as you came down to earth from your headspace. Your heart was so full of love and warmth as you took in his gentle hands rubbing your arms and his honeyed voice cooing how proud he was of you, how good you were, and how in love with you he was. He held you close, his chest pressed firmly against your back as you began to be lulled to sleep by his steady heartbeat and the encompassing warmth radiating from his body.

“Sannie?” You whispered hoarsely, looking over your shoulder at him with shining eyes full of happy tears. He smiled and moved to rub them away with his free hand, he peppered kisses on your forehead as he did so.

“Yes my love?”

“I’m so glad the guys made us talk, I can’t imagine not having you in my life. I love you so much.” His own eyes began to fill with tears as he moved so he could kiss you deeply. He didn’t need to respond, his kiss conveyed his feelings. His kiss was warm, filled with the years of adoration he held for you. His arms were safe, protecting you from ever being harmed by the world outside your bedroom. His heartbeat was the metronome by which the melody of your happiness kept time. San was home, he was your forever.

To San, your soft skin was his oasis in a desert. The warmth of your skin on his was his security. Your hands held his heart. Your voice was what he imagined Heaven to sound like. You were his forever. You were his home. You were his peace when the world was too great to bear.

Mr. Mountain and his Bun, could anything be more wonderful? In your eyes, nothing could be better than that. Nothing could be better than loving Choi San. And to him, nothing could be more perfect than loving you with every fiber of his being.

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1 October 2023:

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#ateez x female reader #ateez san #ateez choi san #san x reader #ateez smut #kpop x reader #roommates to lovers #best friends to lovers #fwb to lovers #jungkook at the scene of the crime #lazystarwrites #ateez fanfic #non idol au

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｢ ❝Clementines And Cigarettes❞ ｣ masterlist (soon)

description: (Y/N) is obsessed with clementines while Jungkook is obsessed with cigarettes. member: jungkook x reader genre/warnings: rockstar!au, band, brother's best friend, strangers to lovers, sibling rivalry, family problems, smoking, drinking, sexual content (18+)

🍊 chapter one - work in progress...

#jungkook x reader #jungkook fanfic #jeon jungkook x reader #bts fanfic #bts x reader #jeon jungkook x you #jungkook x you #bts #bts imagines #clementines and cigarettes #jeon jungkook fanfic #brother's best friend #strangers to lovers

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A New Flavor

Soft, tubby Omega Jungkook is tired of how Alphas treat him. He wants to be doted on, not owned. For some reason, Alphas see the curvy boy and think it's their right to sink their teeth in and take a bite. Jungkook is so fed up, he's thinking of swearing off Alphas for good.

He complains to his best friend Jimin after every sour date. Is it so hard to consider that an Omega might want more from a hookup? More than the same hard, fast brutal pace that every rut-crazed Alpha gives, overly eager to pop a knot with such a soft, pretty thing underneath them. Only focused on themselves with brutal hands grabbing soft pudge, greedy and taking rather than ever considering giving.

Jungkook is over it.

Jimin understands so well. He snuggles Jungkook and massages through his dark curls as the Omega whines and pouts. The Beta's scent is inoffensive to Jungkook's sensitive nose. Soft sun-soaked linen in spring, not the deep overpowering musks and dominating spices that radiate off of Alphas and make Jungkook want to sneeze.

"I'm over it for good, hyung!" Jungkook whines for the millionth time, snuggling into Jimin's comforting sweetness, "why can't Alphas just be... better."

Jimin snorts in agreement. He's been through his fair share. Jungkook whines for help again, sulky and at wits end.

"Koo, have you ever considered trying a Beta? I can assure you that my experience has been quite the opposite. We have to work harder to pleasure, you know? We don't have all of those pheromones and whatnot to do the heavy lifting for us."

Jungkook sits up as the words sink in, now keenly aware that he's plopped in Jimin's lap.

"I-"

Jimin quirks a brow, and Jungkook squeaks.

"Hyung, are you flirting with me?"

Jimin shrugs playfully, but his hands resting on Jungkook's soft hips give a little squeeze. "Only if you're wanting me to. I was just proposing a solution to your problem, not saying it has to be me."

Jungkook purses his lips, thinking. Jimin... might be right. "It's good advice..." he mumbles. He's never really considered Betas an option before, and he really takes a moment to study Jimin's face. It's one that he's known from countless years of friendship. Soft, full lips. Curved almond eyes that crinkle with Jimin's smile. Gentle slopes rather than the sharp angles and harsh lines characteristic of Alphas. Warm. Safe.

"You're staring at me." Jimin chuckles, "is there something on my face?"

Jungkook shakes his head no, full cheeks feeling warm. He gulps. "Is that, um... are you offering?"

Jimin blanches, all of his playful flirtation so present in their friendship fizzled away the second it becomes real.

"Koo, I wasn't trying to come onto you or anything, especially when you're vulnerable- Just- I was just trying to make you feel better-"

Jungkook can't help but smile. Jimin is always so sweet. "No, Minie, you make a valid point. As you say... I haven't tried a Beta. It might be just what I need... A new flavor, so to speak." Something switches in Jungkook's mind, a shift in their dynamic. Sitting on Jimin's lap like this, perched over him with his soft tummy and chest pressed against Jimin's lean one... Jungkook suddenly feels so pretty. So soft and powerful at the same time.

"Would you like to, hyung?" He leans in, caging Jimin with his elbows sinking into the back of the couch. Jimin's cheeks are staining with color as Jungkook's confidence increases by the minute.

"L-like to what?"

"Try an Omega..." Jungkook all but purrs, nose brushing Jimin's.

"Baby, please-" Jimin's affectionate nickname has never felt so charged as it does falling off of his lips with a soft exhale. "We would need to talk it through first. So you feel safe."

"I am safe with you, hyung." Jungkook nuzzles against Jimin's warm cheek, now completely draped over him.

"Our friendship-" Jimin's voice sounds like he's hanging onto the last thread of rationale.

"...doesn't have to change." Jungkook smiles and presses a kiss to Jimin's temple. "You can still be my best friend... just with benefits."

Jimin swears, fingers digging into Jungkook's thighs.

"Come on-" Jungkook goads, lips at Jimin's ear as his fingers slide into his hair. "Prove it, hyung. Show me how hard Betas work to give pleasure. Show me what I'm missing out on."

Jimin's will is crumbling. Jungkook can feel it breaking underneath his hands. He knows just what to ask, Jimin has always been affectionate with his compliments on Jungkook's soft, chubby appearance.

"Don't you find me pretty, hyung?"

Jimin's hands slide up Jungkook's back underneath his sweater. His touch is so light and delicate, so opposite to what Jungkook is used to. "You know I do, Koo."

Jungkook smiles like he's won. "Then make me feel pretty."

Jungkook was expecting what any Alpha would do. Flip him over onto his back and grope him. He wasn't expecting fingertips to trace down his spine. For the touch of warm lips against his soft jaw like butterfly wings, kissing his skin just for the sake of leaving behind little tingles. For Jimin's other hand to pet the nape of his neck and tilt his head to the side reverently. For slow touches that are simply to trace over his shape in admiration, not asking for anything in return.

Jungkook suddenly feels in unfamiliar territory.

Jimin gives in.

"You've never really been enjoyed, have you, baby? Used, yes. But not savored... nice and slow." Jimin's breath is warm against Jungkook's skin, and the whispers send heat into his belly. Jimin is warming him up degree by degree, so different than being thrown into the heat like he's been all his life. Jimin's Beta purr is muted and unthreatening, unlike the overpowering growl of Alphas. It's comforting like the rest of him.

Jimin's lips dust across his neck, like Jungkook is precious. "I'll treat you with the gentleness and adoration you deserve."

Jungkook shivers. This is exactly what he was missing out on. He just didn't know that it was within his grasp this whole time.

"I'll take good care of you, Koo."

#best friends to lovers #chubby jungkook #Beta jimin #<3 #tummy kink #sugar cookie #cuteeeeeee #soft

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𝘊𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 | JJK

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: Guy best friend!Jk x fem!reader

𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: Love triangle, smut, fluff, angst.

𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳: This book contains mature content, such as strong language, sexual activities and violence. Read at your own risk.

Any sort of plagiarism is highly unacceptable.

𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯/𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺:

*.✧ Jungkook and Y/N embarked on a friendship that would stand the test of time. From the moment they crossed paths during their high school years, a deep bond formed, woven together by shared experiences and trust. However, as fate would have it, Y/N found herself entangled in the arms of another, while Jungkook discovered a truth that had long been concealed. *.✧

This book is available on Wattpad too! - { Captivating }

Release date: April 15th

-Ongoing-

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1# || 𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙡

You could imagine your Wednesday evening differently. You pictured yourself celebrating your one-year anniversary with your boyfriend at the Oddfellows club rather than experiencing a distressing emotional breakdown.

"Just bought some snacks. Wanna come over?"

That occasional message was all you needed to head straight over to Jungkook's place. Maybe it would help you clear the horrible scene from earlier off your mind.

You settled onto the sofa after borrowing a pair of black sweatpants and an oversized shirt from him. You emitted a frustrated sigh, while he calmly sipped his beer, observing you intently. He could sense that something was wrong without a doubt.

"You good?" Jungkook inquires, once again taking a sip of his beer while you find yourself completely lost in your own thoughts. “Y/N?"

He sets his beer down on the table and moves closer to you, placing a hand gently upon your shoulder. "Hey.”

You emerge from your reverie, shifting your focus to Jungkook, who gazes at you with big, doe eyes. "Did you say something?"

"I asked if you're okay." He repeats, his concern evident in his tone. "You seem bothered. You barely even talked ever since you've got here."

You inhale sharply before averting your gaze from his. His heart clenches at the sight of you looking so distant and troubled. Despite you always exude confidence and boldness, it's rare for him to witness you in such a troubled and lost state. He takes another sip of his beer, trying to keep his cool as he waits for you to open up.

"I dont know, It's just.."

He leans in closer to hear your response, his eyes never leaving yours as he waits for you to continue. "You know that one party everyone's been talking about recently?”

"Yeah, I heard about it." He nods, sensing that this is where your story is going.

"I.. fuck. I caught Seungmin cheating at that party a few hours ago." You inhale sharply, clenching your eyes shut when the terrible scene starts playing in your mind all over again. You're still trying to wrap your head around everything that happened earlier. You feel like crying again, but it's just not coming out. It's your first time facing a situation like this.

You and Seungmin had a remarkable relationship that endured for nearly a year. Your bond was truly exceptional, as he provided you with all the love, happiness, and passion you could ever desire. Seungmin was the epitome of the ideal boyfriend, and each new message from him made your heart flutter. Moreover, you felt safe with him.

Although, sometimes you noticed a lack of excitement from him whenever you were together. It made you question if you were truly enough for him. Eventually, you came to accept it as part of his personality. However, today, he has proven you wrong.

Jungkook's eyes widen at the news. His gaze hardens, and he remains silent for a few seconds. "What?"

"Yeah." you mutter. A moment of silence hits the room before Jungkook breaks it.

"Is he still there?" His jaw tightens, he barely even shows a single emotion as he presses his tongue against his inner cheek.

Knowing Jungkook and his fiercely protective nature, he would undoubtedly destroy someone to defend those he deeply cares for. Over the years, you have come to realize this as he has rescued you from multiple different situations.

You quickly shift your gaze back to his, surprised as your mouth agapes a little. "Kook, don't make me regret telling you about it."

"I'm just asking." He says, his voice low and controlled.

"You won't touch him, alright?" You lean forward as he ignores you. Jungkook delicately glides his tongue over his lower lip piercing, seemingly engrossed in his own world. "Kook."

"I won't." He tells you through gritted teeth.

Jungkook and Seungmin always seemed to have a strained relationship. Whenever they were in each other's company, there was an undeniable sense of discomfort in the air, even if they didn't openly display it.

"Thank you." You say softly before grabbing the remote to play a movie.

Jungkook nods, shifting his attention back to you as you bite on your bottom lip, trying to find a nice movie for the both of you to watch.

You're in denial, unsure about how to react or what emotions to experience. You tend to conceal your emotions when you're in the presence of others, as if you're worried they might perceive you as weak and vulnerable. However, Jungkook is familiar enough with you to recognize your current state. You do look weak in that state, something he doesn't get to witness very often.

After we collided is the movie currently playing on the TV screen. The room is silent, only the movie's background sound can be heard. Jungkook adjusts his position on the sofa, while you sit quietly beside him, wrapped in a blanket and barely focusing on the movie. You seem lost in your own thoughts, overanalyzing the person you once believed was your beloved. Jungkook can't help but feel concerned by your broken state.

It pains him to witness you in such a state of confusion and disarray. He draws you nearer, gesturing for you to rest your head on his lap, and you do.

Tears well up in your eyes as he gently strokes your head. "I loved him," You sob, and he can sense his heart cracking just from hearing your shaky voice.

"I know." Jungkook says softly as he keeps stroking your head. He listens to your sobs, allowing you to release all of your frustrations. The thought of your ex-boyfriend treating you this way fills him with anger, and he tries to push aside thoughts of what he would do if he were face-to-face with him right now.

Time passes by, and you eventually fall asleep on Jungkook's lap. Not wanting you to wake up uncomfortable on the couch, he carefully rises to his feet, taking care not to disturb your sleep. He scoops you up in his arms, holding you in a bridal style embrace and carries you to his bedroom. He lays you down gently on the soft bed, making sure you're still sound asleep before quietly stepping out of the room.

"Fuck.." he mutters, collapsing on his sofa and pinching the bridge of his nose.

Just as the silence envelops the room, a phone call shatters the tranquility. Jungkook curses under his breath, hoping the sound didn't wake you up as he quickly retrieves his phone from his pocket, only to see Jimin's name flashing on the screen. He swiftly answers the call, pressing the phone to his ear.

"Finally! Oh my god!" Jimin shouts in relief on the other end.

"Jimin-ah, it's almost two in the morning." Jungkook whispers, ready to digest Jimin's words, as usual.

"I'm sorry, man, but seriously, I need your help." Jimin's voice echoes through the phone. There's a bustling noise of a crowd in the background.

"Did you seriously go partying with Taehyung again?״

"He dragged me with him. It wasn't my idea, trust me." he quickly defends himself. "Anyway, Taehyung refuses to take a cab and insisted on calling you instead."

Jungkook ponders your current state and suddenly a memory flashes in his mind. "Are you guys at the Oddfellows club?"

"Yeah, the party Kazuha's been arranging."

"I'm on my way. Wait outside." Jungkook quickly says before he gets up from his lazy position.

"Thank you! You're a life saver, seriously!" Jimin shrieks in relief over the phone, causing Jungkook to chuckle and roll his eyes before ending the call.

He swiftly slips his phone back into his pocket and makes his way to the front door, making sure not to make any noise that could disturb your sleep. Putting on his coat in a hurry, he opens the door and steps out of his apartment, careful to maintain a quiet demeanor throughout the process.

*.✧ *.✧ *.✧

"Taehyung-ah, I swear to god, when you get sober I'll make sure to beat the shit out of you!" Jungkook is immediately greeted with Jimin's threats directed at Taehyung, who seems to be causing some trouble as he gets out of his car.

Jimin's gaze meets Jungkook, and he looks at him with a sense of relief almost as if Jungkook is a fallen angel.

"Jungkook! Thank god!" Jimin says as he tries to steady Taehyung, who insists on lying on the floor like a lost child instead of standing up normally.

"He's a demon! I can't take this anymore!" Jimin complains, gesturing towards Taehyung who is lying on the ground, laughing to himself as if he just heard the funniest joke on earth. Jungkook can't help but chuckle at the sight, tapping Jimin's shoulder and motioning for him to move aside.

"Tae, get up. You have to go home." Jungkook tells Taehyung who is clearly drunk and gives him a stern look. However, Taehyung scowls and remains on the ground, still refusing to stand up.

Jungkook lets out a sigh, gracefully lowering himself to one knee before firmly grasping Taehyung's arm and rising him to his feet as he keeps whining like a four year old.

After much effort in leading Taehyung towards Jungkook's car, with him randomly collapsing on the floor every two seconds, Jimin and Jungkook finally manage to place him in the back seat.

"If you throw up in my car, I'll kill you." Jungkook threatens him with a sarcastic smile before shutting the door and turning his attention back to Jimin.

"Get in the car, I need to take care of something." Jungkook gives him a commanding gaze, issuing the instruction with a stern expression on his face.

"Okay." Jimin furrows his brow at him, but refrains from further inquiry as he hops into the car.

Jungkook turns around and proceeds towards the club. As he enters, the scent of alcohol and weed permeates his senses, while the lively party continues unabated. He pushes through the crowd, scanning the faces and searching intently for a particular person.

He's searching for Seungmin.

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2# || 𝘼 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩

Jungkook navigates his way amidst the bustling crowd, diligently in search of a particular person. His purposeful gaze is fixed upon none other than Seungmin, who is currently seated at the bar in the company of a woman.

"Cheers!" The young woman raises her drink for a cheer, applauding and laughing with Seungmin. It's obvious that he is captivated by her charm, as if he has momentarily forgotten about his relationship with you.

Seungmin takes a sip of his drink and smiles at the young woman, gazing into her eyes with a longing expression. "Wait here, I'll be back in a minute." He suddenly says, smirking and pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear as she nods. Seungmin quickly gets up from his chair at the bar, heading towards the narrow hallway on the other side of the club.

Jungkook observes Seungmin while leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, fueled by frustration, and decides to follow him.

The hallway is dark and empty as he steps further into it, making his way towards the bathroom. When he enters, he finds Seungmin adjusting his dark hair in front of the mirror.

He positions himself at the entrance, maintaining a stoic expression as he glares at Seungmin. A discernible sigh escapes his lips, capturing Seungmin's attention. He raises an eyebrow in surprise, but swiftly changes his entire expression, plastering a fake smile on his face.

"Jungkook, I didn't know you were here." He turns his figure towards Jungkook, running his fingers through his thick hair as he speaks. "It's good to see you, man."

Jungkook pokes his tongue against his cheek. "I wish I could relate." He says, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone. The irritation in his voice is unmistakable. He's furious, furious at the thought of you in such a state of confusion and heartbreak over a guy you believed to be your beloved. He's doing his best to stay composed and not overstep any boundaries. For now.

"It seems like you and Kazuha were truly enjoying yourselves out there," Jungkook points out, causing Seungmin to freeze in his place before stepping towards him. "You know, Y/N was genuinely thrilled about your upcoming anniversary."

Seungmin shoots Jungkook a fierce look, his gaze filled with intensity. "What do you want, Jungkook?"

Jungkook lets out a chuckle, averting his gaze while delicately running his tongue over his lower lip piercing. Things escalate rapidly as he forcefully grabs him by the neck, firmly pressing him against the wall.

"You son of a bitch," Jungkook murmurs as Seungmin struggles to articulate a response in his defense, but Jungkook intensifies his grasp on Seungmin's neck even more, causing Seungmin to claw on Jungkook's hand. "I always knew you were a jerk. The moment I laid my eyes on you and saw that intimidating expression, I could tell you were nothing but bad news for Y/N." He says, making sure not to break his longing glare. "Now listen up,"

"If I ever catch the sight of your twisted face near her again, I'll make sure you never lay a hand on anything. Am I clear?" Jungkook says through gritted teeth, promoting a quick nod from Seungmin, who is struggling to catch his breath. "I can't fucking hear you." He says, tightening his hold on Seungmin's neck.

"Yes.." he gasps for words, his face slowly turning pale. Jungkook locks his gaze on Seungmin for a few moments, but eventually releases his grip, reminding himself not to cross the line. If you hadn't warned him about touching Seungmin, things could have ended much worse. Seungmin drops to his knees, clutching his throat as he gasps for air.

Jungkook turns around and walks away, contemplating how you could have possibly developed feelings for that guy.

*.✧ *.✧ *.✧

"Morning," Is the first thing you hear as you emerge from the confines of Jungkook's bedroom. Your brow furrows as you instinctively clutch your forehead and squint your eyes, you're exhausted.

"Mhmm." You hum softly as you take a seat in front of the kitchen's bar, observing Jungkook as he busily prepares breakfast. Through your groggy morning haze, you watch him organize everything with blurred vision. He seems so remarkably energetic, as though he has been awake for hours, despite the current time being eight in the morning. Typical Jungkook.

"You look terrible." He jokes, emitting a chuckle as he delicately positions a plate in front of you on the table.

"Oh shut up, Jeon." You scoff at him. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"No serious cases for today," he says, cleaning the kitchen's counter in process. "Decided to stay at home."

Jungkook, a skilled mechanic, has held an unwavering admiration for vehicles from a very young age. His excitement for attending to a diverse range of tasks at the garage is palpable, not to mention his perfectionism.

"Listen, if you're doing any of this because of me, don't. I'm fine." You tell him, avoiding his gaze. However, Jungkook is well aware of your true state. He knows that you are not okay.

He finishes settling everything on the kitchen's bar and takes the seat beside you. "I'm not doing this because of you," he says, taking a sip on his juice. "I'm doing this because, simply, I can."

You're aware that he is doing this for your sake, though. He's genuinely concerned about you, and you know it.

You grab your fork and start chewing on your food, an awkward silence fills the air.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" A deep, raspy voice speaks up, causing you to turn around. You're immediately met with the sight of Taehyung's smudged morning face as he rubs his eyes.

"Speak for yourself?" You give Taehyung a puzzled look and then shift your gaze towards Jungkook, seeking clarification.

"He got drunk yesterday," he quickly explains. "Jimin called me to deal with his ass after you fell asleep."

Taehyung plops down on the seat next to you and Jungkook, snatching a bite from your plate and you roll your eyes at him. "Fuck," He whines, clutching his forehead dramatically. "I think I'm dying."

Jungkook stands up, sighing after polishing off his plate and placing it down in the sink.

"Hold on," Taehyung suddenly says, catching your attention as you turn towards him. "Where were you yesterday? I thought you and Seungmin were celebrating your anniversary together."

Your expression falls at the thought of your ex-boyfriend. Jungkook awkwardly clears his throat, leaving Taehyung confused and cast a perplexed gaze upon both of you.

"We're not together anymore." You clarify, sipping on your orange juice as Taehyung's jaw drops in response.

"No way," he gasps. "What happened?"

"Taehyung." Jungkook shoots a disapproving glare in Taehyung's direction, signaling him to let go of the subject and Taehyung helplessly shrugs.

"I'll be back." You mutter, rising from your seat and proceeding towards Jungkook's bedroom,

capturing the attention of both Jungkook and Taehyung.

You close the door behind you, collapsing onto the bed with a heavy sigh, tightly shutting your eyes. You can't come to accept that it's all over.

The memories of joy, affection, and solace shared with Seungmin have faded into the past. One thing that weighs on your conscience is the persistence of your love for him despite his betrayal. You had placed your trust in him, the man who took your virginity and stood by you during your most challenging moments.. backstabbed you.

You retrieve your phone from your pocket, deftly navigating through its contents in search of fresh updates, as a means to distract your attention from current circumstances.

Your heart sinks as you notice an unread message from Seungmin.

"Can we talk?"

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 3# || 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?

"Tae, seriously, couldn't you read the room?" Jungkook scowls at him, pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation. He's frustrated that you have been reminded of the unfortunate incident from yesterday, just when he successfully managed to divert your attention.

"How'd you expect me to know that they aren't together anymore!" Taehyung exclaims helplessly.

Jungkook sighs, realizing he shouldn't hold Taehyung responsible for reminding you. He wasn't aware.

"She caught him cheating at Kazuha's party yesterday," Jungkook clarifies and Taehyung's eyes widen in response. "She didn't contact him ever since."

Jungkook pokes his tongue against his cheek, the memory of him choking Seungmin yesterday reflects in his mind. In that moment, he feels like the experience may not have been enough.

"Shit.." Taehyung lets out. He's in complete disbelief. He cannot wrap his head around the fact that the guy he's been hanging out with, having drinks and fun with, and who happened to be his friend's boyfriend, is actually a total jerk.

Taehyung and Seungmin have known each other for a long time prior to your introduction to Seungmin. They have maintained a friendship since their college days, and your initial encounter with Seungmin occurred through the invitation extended by Taehyung to you and the rest of the group to hang out at a bar.

While Seungmin had a reputation for being unable to hold long-term, serious relationships, it was widely known.

During his high school years, he would swiftly pursue 'romantic' connections with young women, only to end them without any apparent emotional attachment. However, when he crossed paths with you, it seemed to be a different story. With you, he exhibited a distinct demeanor, revealing a previously unknown facet of his personality.

Yet, here you are. Trembling in front of the keyboard, completely lost for words.

You don't know how to react. How to feel, what emotions to experience in this moment.

Are you genuinely willing to grant a second chance to the guy who has deceived you? The person in whom you placed immense trust, yet still acted covertly against you? You don't know.

Despite the sense of embarrassment accompanying this admission, you find yourself still harboring love towards him, even in light of his betrayal. You yearn to defy these emotions and move forward, fight against your heart, yet find yourself unable to do so. Love persists within you, and you hate yourself for it.

The name you designated for him in your contacts momentarily illuminates your attention. 'Min', with a heart emoji next to it.

Your fingers tremble in front of the keyboard, leaving you in a state of speechlessness, struggling to find the appropriate words.

As you were on the verge of composing a reply, the sound of the door opening interrupts your train of thoughts.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook asks, positioning himself by the entrance and prompting you to sit up and turn around.

You swiftly avert your eyes from his, redirecting your focus back to your phone. "Yeah, yeah everything's fine."

"Are you sure? You look like you just saw a ghost or something."

"Kook, just fucking leave it. I told you, I'm fine." You frown at him. You're frustrated. Actually, you're being troubled by a multitude of different emotions, to the extent that it hinders your ability to think straight.

You're unsure of how to conduct yourself in such situations. You feel lost, and Jungkook doesn't blame you for it.

"Fuck, that was so bitter." He chuckles, trying to lighten up your mood, but fails. He lets out a sigh as he enters the room and proceeds to close the door behind him, taking a seat on the bed beside you.

"Y/N, look at me." He says softly, pressing his palm to the back of your neck gently.

You avert your gaze, sucking on your lower lip. You can't allow yourself to cry in his presence. Not again. You don't want to reveal this vulnerable, shattered state to him. "Y/N."

"What?" You let out with a shaky voice, trying your best to sound composed.

He pulls you into a hug, embracing you tightly. At that moment, you find it difficult to restrain your emotions any longer. Tears stream down your face and you maintain a quiet composure, while he offers comfort by gently patting your head and stroking your hair.

"You'll be fine," he says. A sob escapes your mouth as he keeps rubbing your back, and he tightens his hold around you. "I promise."

The following moments pass in complete silence, with only the audible presence of your sobs.

"You know," Jungkook starts, breaking the silence. "It's okay to feel hurt. I know it's tough to let go of the situation at first, and it definitely takes some time. But eventually, you'll get there. Just remember you're not alone."

You attentively absorb Jungkook's words, wondering what the hell you did to deserve him. Releasing a deep sigh, you choose to distance yourself from him, feeling a sense of embarrassment upon witnessing your own vulnerable state.

"Thanks, dad." A smile plays on your lips as Jungkook scrunches his nose at your sarcasm.

"I hate you," he says, running his tongue over his lower lip piercing. Both of you share laughter, and Jungkook finds solace in witnessing the return of your radiant smile again.

*.✧ *.✧ *.✧

"Dude, she asked me to bite her tits hard enough to draw blood!" Taehyung exclaims and Jimin's jaw drops in response.

As you take a sip of your drink, the vibrant sounds of the bustling crowd and the energetic music fill your ears. Jungkook sits quietly beside you with a smirk plastered on his face, arms crossed, immersed in Taehyung's story.

Of course Taehyung has once again worked his charm and managed to convince all three of you to join him for another night of partying.

Over the past three days, you have confined yourself within the walls of your apartment, diligently attending to work and various tasks. However, you have yet to respond to Seungmin's message. You can't find the right words, and you find yourself contemplating whether granting him a second chance is truly warranted.

"Did you do it?" Jimin asks him, moving forward to grab his beer. "Of course I didn't." Taehyung leans back on his chair, running his fingers through his shiny black hair.

"Is she the same girl from new year's eve?" Jungkook chimes in, adding his voice to this rather intriguing conversation they find theirselves in.

"No, that one asked me to punch her in the face."

"You guys are literally disgusting," you say after fake gagging at their horrible conversation. "I'm going to get us some more drinks."

As you rise from your seat, prepared to proceed towards the bar, Jungkook intervenes by gently grasping your wrist, halting your movement. "I'm coming with you."

You give a subtle nod in reply, silently expressing your agreement. It would be more preferable if he joined you, though. Given the presence of unsavory people at the bar, you'd rather steer clear of any potential trouble they might bring.

You and Jungkook navigate through the bustling crowd, making your way towards the bar. Skillfully placing your orders, you settle onto the round chairs, patiently awaiting the arrival of your beverages.

Both of you engage in a conversation, you delve into a casual discussion about work, daily schedules, and other topics of interest.

A group of women passes by, whispering and giggling while their gaze lingers on Jungkook, leading you to roll your eyes in response. It's a familiar sight, and you've grown accustomed to such attention.

It's undeniable that Jungkook is good looking. Hot, even. Sometimes you can't help but think how it would be easier if you had an ugly best friend instead.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook inquires, questioning your puzzled look.

"What? Nothing." You say, redirecting your focus towards him.

Your train of thoughts is abruptly interrupted as you catch the sight of Seungmin and Yoongi seated together across the club. Your gaze meets Seungmin's, causing you to momentarily freeze in your current position.

Fuck.

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4# || 𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚

"That fucker had the courage to fucking threaten me."

Seungmin and Yoongi are currently situated in the corner of the club. Seungmin's gaze meets yours, and a sense of unease washes over him upon spotting Jungkook at the bar. He skillfully conceals any signs of his uneasiness in front of his friend, though.

Seungmin is still annoyed by the encounter with Jungkook from several days ago, yet he chooses not to reveal his inner emotions. The mere thought of Jungkook's audacity to threaten and humiliate him ignites a fiery anger within him, and he hates it.

"Why is he so protective over her, anyway?" Yoongi shoots Jungkook a puzzled look from across the club, then quickly shifts his attention back to Seungmin.

"They've been best friends since high school," Seungmin explains. "Everytime someone mentions anything romantic between them they just deny it, but it's so fucking obvious that the bastard has feelings for her."

It's true that you and Jungkook share an incredibly strong connection. Not a romantic one, of course. One that goes beyond ordinary friendship and resembles a familial bond. This friendship is often misunderstood by others. But as time has passed, you've grown used to these misunderstandings and have opted not to continually explain yourselves to everyone.

"Shit.." Yoongi places his drink back on the petite table. "So are you and Y/N in a conflict right now or what?"

"I wish I knew, man. She left me on seen." Seungmin sighs, leaning back on his chair.

He's aware that he fucked up, that he failed you. He has been awaiting your response for the past few days and continues to do so. Though Jungkook's threats kept echoing in his head, he chose not to give a fuck about it. He's determined to solve things out with you.

"Dude, you're officially Y/N's bitch. I can't believe you actually fell for her even though it was all a part of a bet."

Yes, your relationship with Seungmin originated from a stupid bet initiated by Yoongi and Woojin when they first encountered you at a party with your friends. Seungmin was tasked with the challenge of making you fall in love with him, with the intention of breaking your heart. However, things took an unexpected turn, and Seungmin found himself developing genuine feelings for you instead.

"Shit, I know." Seungmin admits when he hears his phone vibrating in his pocket with a notification. He fishes his phone out of his pocket, only to see your name flashing on the screen with a new message.

"Outside. Now." That single message prompted him to swiftly stand up from his chair.

"What is it?" Yoongi looks up at him, questioning the sudden action.

"It's nothing. I'll be back in a few minutes." Is everything he says before pivoting and proceeding towards the exit. Since the incident, he has eagerly craved for a solitary communication with you and wondered whether he can earn your forgiveness and mend the situation between you both.

When he finally makes it to the exit, he steps outdoors and promptly scans the surroundings in search of your presence, only to spot you leaning against a nearby wall, just a few meters away from him.

He couldn't resist but observe your entire body, attentively taking in every detail from head to toe. You look beautiful. The way your sleek black dress accentuates your curves, your shiny black hair cascading down your shoulders, and the flawless makeup enhancing your soft features..

As he approaches you, you eventually become aware of his presence. You promptly straighten your posture, while he stands before you, earnestly seeking to discern your emotions through the gaze in your eyes.

"Hey." Seungmin simply greets you, sending you one of his captivating smiles.

You've always admired his smile. It's a conflicting mix of anger and happiness to see him. It's difficult to reconcile the love you still feel for someone who betrayed your trust.

"You wanted to talk, then talk." With a serious expression, you fold your arms, seeking clarification from Seungmin.

"Y/N, I'm sorry." He apologizes. When you look at his face, you can see the guilt written all over it. And for a split second, you can't help but feel a twinge of compassion for him, even though he's the one who caused all of this mess.

"About what? Making out with Kazuha right in front of my face?"

Seungmin lets out a profound sigh, running his fingers through his luscious hair. He ponders whether he can still attain your forgiveness.

"Listen, I know I fucked up. I know I failed you," he quickly admits. "But I wasn't sober that night and I wasn't thinking straight."

You can't help but emit a slight chuckle of annoyance in response to his excuses. But deep down, a small part of uncertainty lingers, contemplating whether to place trust in his words or not.

"Y/N, you've to trust me. I love you."

It's tough when you hear his last words, and you can feel your heart cracking a little. You still love him, and it's frustrating how much power he has over you.

"I trusted you. You, of all people, the one I would entrust my life to, have betrayed me." You avert your gaze from his. "I don't have to forgive you, and there's really no justifiable reason for me to forget all of this."

Seungmin attentively absorbs your words, and a profound sense of guilt engulfs him. "I know."

"But I don't want to simply discard a one year relationship. Just because I might forgive you, it doesn't mean that I'll forget about this mess."

Seungmin feels a profound sense of relief and joy as your words resonate with him, realizing that he might have just been granted a second chance.

"I'll make it up to you, I promise." Seungmin's lips curl into a smile, and he swiftly embraces you, enveloping you gently in his arms. Despite the short amount of time apart, you craved for his touch, for his presence. The mere idea of being separated from him was unbearable. You love him.

The following moments transpire in silence, with only the embrace between you and him. You choose to create some space between the two of you and direct your gaze into his deep, dark eyes.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow," he suddenly says. "Make sure to check your phone."

"Okay, okay," You find amusement in his words, causing a chuckle to escape your lips at his joyful tone, and a smile graces your face.

He gently taps your shoulder, and you reciprocate with a final smile before he turns and departs from your presence.

Once he leaves, you can't help but ponder deeply about what just happened. Did you make the right decision? Was it too hasty to let go of the situation so easily? You're unsure.

As you navigate your path towards the entrance of the club, you're being interrupted by colliding with the solid chest of someone. You quickly direct your gaze upwards only to find yourself locking eyes with the familiar and captivating gaze of Jungkook.

"Where the fuck were you? I've been looking for you everywhere." Jungkook exclaims, loud enough for you to hear due to the loud voices surrounding you.

He distances you from him, holding onto your shoulders and scanning your entire figure, as if something happened.

"Calm down, I'm okay. I was just talking to someone."

Jungkook raises an eyebrow, directing his gaze towards you with a hint of curiosity. "Why didn't you answer the phone? I thought something happened."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you called." You quickly apologize. You choose not to spill the beans to Jungkook about your conversation with Seungmin for now. You'd rather keep things on the low, as it might not be the best idea to go blabbing about it everywhere.

"Do you mind telling the others that I'm leaving? I'm getting a little tired." You ask him, searching for an answer in his eyes.

"Yeah, sure. Want a ride? My motorcycle is outside." Jungkook's lips curl into a subtle smirk as he gracefully tucks his hands into his pockets. Even in his simple attire, he looks like a fashion model.

"Didn't you drink earlier?" You waste no time and ask him directly. You don't want to take any risks by riding with someone who's been drinking. But knowing Jungkook, he wouldn't have offered you a ride if he had been drinking.

"Nope, I don't feel like waking up hungover tomorrow."

"Alright, then. Thanks." You give him a grateful nod and nudge his chest with a smirk on your face. He playfully rolls his eyes in response and disappears into the crowd, probably to let Jimin and Taehyung know that you're heading out.

What a night.

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 5# || 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚

"Don't say anything." You cracked open your coke, avoiding Jimin's amused expression.

The weekend has been quite peaceful this far. You have been devoting your attention to self care and relaxation.

Sunday night proved to be somewhat awkward, as you and Seungmin are presently in the process of rebuilding your relationship. Seungmin is earnestly working towards earning your trust again, which led to a beach date for the two of you yesterday.

You cannot say you hated it. It was simply an awkward experience. Everything has been happening so fast, which feels strange to you.

During your date with Seungmin, both of you avoided discussing about the incident that caused your separation and instead focused on exploring new aspects of your lives that were previously left unshared.

It was a bit awkward, but also quite enjoyable. You both haven't had much time to talk about these kind of things lately.

Today is also a rather peaceful day at work. There aren't many people and the usual stress of being a barista at a cafe is absent, you're just tidying up the place a bit. You're currently on your break, seizing the opportunity to chat with Jimin.

"Why not? I have a charm." Jimin adjusts himself on the circular chair, resting his elbow on the bar counter while wearing a smug expression. He has been making attempts to 'express his interest' in your work mate, Iseul, for the past twenty minutes by literally eye fucking her.

"You'll scare her," you whisper-shout at him. "and take that creepy smirk off your face, you pervert."

Jimin disregards your words, and instead directs a longing stare towards Iseul from a distance.

You quickly pull a strand of his hair, eliciting a pained "ouch" from him. You can't help but chuckle as he shoots you a brief glare.

"By the way," Jimin initiates the conversation, transitioning into a new topic of discussion. "Where were you yesterday? I thought we were all supposed to have a movie night at Jungkook's."

Crap. You completely forgot about your plans with the guys. You were just too caught up with everything else.

"Sorry, I was out with Seungmin."

You pause for a moment, slowly comprehending the weight of what you've just said, causing you to momentarily freeze in your place.

"What—"

"What?" You quickly manage to speak right after him, your eyes widening.

Jimin's jaw falls open, and he gazes at you with a look of intense curiosity. "You were with who?"

You release a weary sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose and silently cursing yourself in your thoughts. "Please don't tell anyone."

"But didn't you guys—"

"Yes, we did." You interrupt Jimin's sentence, diverting your gaze from him. You didn't want to tell about your reconnection with Seungmin to him or any of your friends, despite the short amount of time that had passed since the incident. You still prefer to maintain a low profile.

It's not that you don't trust them. Of course you trust them. It's just kind of complicated to let others in on this thing. And honestly, even you can't believe what's happening.

"So what do you mean you were out with Seungmin?" Jimin still looks at you, awaiting further clarification and seeking for answers.

"It's complicated." You say, gracefully crossing your legs and taking a sip of your coke.

"I'm all ears."

"What?" You raise your brow at his words.

"I'm listening. Spill everything." Jimin tells you, shifting his chair closer and awaiting your willingness to start talking.

"God, you're so nosy." You give him a dismissive look, and he responds with a puzzled expression, gesturing for you to open up and tell him everything.

"What am I supposed to say? We just sorted things out.. I guess."

It's difficult to find the right words to explain the situation. Everything unfolded so fast, and it feels strange. Even to you. What are you supposed to tell him? That Seungmin cheated on you, pleaded for forgiveness, and you forgave him instantly?

Jimin gives you a puzzled look, silently indicating that your explanation doesn't quite cut it, and you let out a sigh.

"I gave him a second chance, Jimin." You tell him with a heavy heart. He gets it, no need to pry for more details. He knows how much you love Seungmin, and even though he wouldn't have let go of his mistake, he will always be there for you as long as you're happy.

"Listen," he strokes his chin. "If you felt like it was the right move to make, I'll support you. Just be careful, okay?"

You're grateful for Jimin's understanding and how he manages to move on from the subject. It's not unexpected that he supports you no matter what, you're happy to have him as a friend. "I will,"

"Thank you." You say softly, and a smile plays on your lips.

You know that reuniting with Seungmin so quickly after his mistake may not have been the wisest decision. You are aware of that. Yet, you still have a desire to trust him and offer him a second chance. Considering your one year long relationship with him, you hope that a similar mistake will not occur again.

As you glance outside the cafe, your attention is drawn to a black motorcycle pulling up. The rider switches off the engine and removes his helmet, revealing the familiar face of Jungkook.

You witness him gracefully running his fingers through his lustrous black hair as he proceeds to enter the cafe, capturing Jimin's attention and takes a seat on the round chair beside him, wearing a somewhat disgruntled expression. You and Jimin exchange glances in response.

"What's with the face?" You ask him, searching for his eyes.

"Shit, I gotta go. I'll talk to you guys later." Jimin abruptly says after glancing at his phone, likely indicating that he has a more pressing matter to do.

You give a nod of understanding, offering a subtle farewell wave as Jimin swiftly rises from his seat and departs from the cafe.

Jungkook remains seated, displaying no response and completely lost in his own thoughts with a disgruntled expression on his face.

"The heck is up with you?" You turn your attention back to Jungkook, giving him a quizzical expression, your curiosity piqued by his lack of reaction.

"I don't fucking know." He whines, rubbing his eye. "I've so much stress to handle. I need a break."

"You're such a crybaby." You can't help but roll your eyes in response to his complaints.

You quickly steal a glance at the circular wall clock, verifying the time, and find yourself cursing under your breath. "My break ended five minutes ago."

You swiftly return to your tasks, diligently organizing the area and replenishing the ice machine, among other duties.

"Order me a drink, I’m craving for something cold." Jungkook voices his thoughts, leaning his elbow on the counter while fixing his gaze upon you.

"Ask nicely, asshole. I'm not your maid." You scoff at him, diligently tidying the counter.

"Okay, sorry. Let me try again," Jungkook promptly offers his apologies, discreetly clearing his throat. "May I kindly request to place an order for a beverage, madam?"

With a swift motion, you hit his shoulder using the cloth in your hand, eliciting a chuckle from him. You simply disregard his presence and proceed to prepare his customary order without questioning any further.

"Oh and also," he speaks up, prompting you to shift your attention back to him. "Tae's birthday is in two days. I already discussed with Namjoon about something, but I need your opinion."

You were thinking about Taehyung's birthday and wanted to talk to Jungkook and Jimin about it, but got distracted by other things.

"Joon offered to hire the entire bawling alley for all of us."

Of course. Namjoon, a self made man and the CEO of a thriving company, shares a long standing friendship with Jungkook. From your perspective, they seem to have a close bond. While you wouldn't consider yourself as one of his close friends, you have known him for quite some time. Nevertheless, he's a very nice man.

"Don't you think he'd prefer go clubbing instead? I mean, it's Taehyung after all." You ask as you continue preparing Jungkook's order, nearly completing the process.

"Maybe? But he always goes partying and fucks around. I thought it'd be nice to try something different."

Jungkook's got a valid point. Partying is literally a part of Taehyung's lifestyle. It could be fun to mix things up and try something different for a change.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." You carefully set Jungkook's Iced Americano on the counter before him, and he graciously utters a swift 'thank you', accompanied by a playful wink. You roll your eyes, unable to suppress a subtle smile.

"Hey," a voice unfamiliar to both of you interjects, instantly grabbing your attention as well as Jungkook's.

"This is bullshit. This thing tastes like an absolute shit!" The customer who had placed an order with you earlier exclaims, causing you to involuntarily flinch in response.

"Sir, calm down plea—"

"I want my money back!" He interrupts you abruptly with his loud outburst.

"We can sort things out, please, just calm down." You maintain a composed demeanor as you speak, and he takes a few more steps closer to the cash register.

"Give me my money back, or I'll—"

"Careful how you finish that sentence." Jungkook cuts him off with a low and menacing tone, leaning against the counter and fixing the man with a piercing glare.

The man gazes at Jungkook for a prolonged moment, while Jungkook maintains his intense glare without wavering. Eventually, the man looks away and forcefully places his order on the counter.

"Fuck this." he mutters in a tone of annoyance, turning around and departing from the cafe.

As you redirect your attention towards Jungkook, a sigh escapes you, one that you didn't realize you had been holding.

"Hey," you let out, capturing Jungkook's attention. "You didn't have to do this. I don't need your help."

"Yeah, of course." He emits a chuckle, taking a sip from his beverage.

"You don't have to protect me because I'm a woman." You say, settling back onto the chair positioned behind the cash register.

"I'm not protecting you because you're a woman, I'm protecting you because you're my woman."

Your eyebrows to elevate in surprise at his words, and your eyes instantly meet his.

"Yah!" You exclaim, forcefully placing your hand on the counter and earning a chuckle from him.

This man..

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loveliesmoon · 11 months

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don’t leave me.

pairing: jungkook x fem!reader

genre: childhood friends to lovers, some angst, these bitches are bad at communicating, everybody is crying it’s a whole ass mess 😔, happy ending!!!

warnings: a couple f-words 😨

you knock on jungkook’s door. to your surprise, jimin answers the door and smiles brightly, “hey, y/n! i’m glad you finally made it! we’re only halfway through the movie. you didn’t miss much, we can catch you up.” he whispered, as to not disrupt the movie the boys were watching.

this caught you off guard. you didn’t hear anything about movie plans. in fact, jungkook hasn’t spoken to you in weeks. that’s why you decided to come over without telling him. if you asked, he would’ve made some lame ass excuse about his apartment being messy or how tired he was. you frown briefly before fixing your face into a smile.

“thanks jimin! i appreciate that.” you whispered, searching the dark living room. lo and behold, there he was. in the flesh. jungkook hadn’t noticed you entering the living room as he asked who was at the door, eyes glued to the screen. as frustrated as you were with him, you couldn’t help but find his absolute focus to be endearing. his dark eyes wide and shiny with anticipation. “it’s y/n!”

as jungkook hears your name, he chokes on the popcorn he was eating. his head whips to you and jimin. your eyes boring into his, arms crossed. his eyes widen and he shifts uncomfortably, face growing hot as your stare intensified.

“h-hey y/n… how are you?” you scoff, smiling as fake as you possibly could. “im doing great, jungkook.” you cut the conversation off quickly as the two other boys started to feel the growing tension. jimin side eyed taehyung, who looked back at jimin with an uncomfortable look.

“umm… we have to go actually. we need to get… groceries.” and just like that, the two boys were gone. leaving you and jungkook on opposite sides of the couch. jungkook refuses to look at you. eyes staring into the screen, movie still playing. you grab the remote, and turn off the TV. jungkook looks at you, frowning.

“hey! i was watching that!” he pouts and you roll your eyes. “and i’m trying to talk to you? i’ve actually been trying for weeks!” you spit out, sounding more harsh than you wanted. jungkook suddenly cant bear to look at you anymore; his gaze quickly shifting away from you. you notice how the tips of his ears reddened. your eyes soften and you scoot closer to him.

“look, i didn’t mean to snap at you. i’m just…” you trail off, sighing. you can see he’s looking at you through his peripheral vision, “why aren’t you talk to me? lately you’ve been acting like you hardly know me. we’ve been best friends since we were in middle school! i know you better than anyone, but right now i can’t tell what’s bothering you. did i do something wrong?” he said nothing, no longer looking at you through his peripheral vision either. you stare at him in silence for a minute more before you get up and storm out without another word. in the back of your mind, you secretly hope he’s chasing after you. you get to your car and realize he’s not following after you, nor is he eager to give his explanation. suddenly, tears start pouring out of your eyes. unable to stop, you break down into a sobbing mess.

it was the first day of middle school. lunch time. you usually sat at a table, away from the crowd. you were finishing up some homework when a soft voice caught your attention.

“c-could i sit with you..?” you look up, a boy with jet black hair that almost covered his eyes stood in front of you. he couldn’t look you in the eyes, and he was shifting his feet uncomfortably. you smile brightly and nod. “yeah of course! my name is y/n. what’s yours?” he responded, the tips of his ears turning bright red, “jungkook…”

and from that day on, you sat together at lunch everyday, for three whole years. even hanging out outside of class. studying, getting ice cream, listening to his singing. as you grew up, you got incredibly close. you knew all of each others secrets, fears, and even crushes. however, he stayed relatively shy. it wasn’t until you saw him with his six other best friends that you saw him unfold. this shy, bashful boy could be a giddy, laughing mess when he was around his friends. it was endearing watching his older friends help him blossom and grow.

when high school started, everything started changing. he went from your cute, baby-faced best friend and grew into a man. a very attractive man. you couldn’t lie, a crush started to form. and not just because of his looks. he was still respectful, kind, talented, and still so very shy. girls started paying attention to him, coyly giving him snacks and gifts.

one morning, you and jungkook are approached by a girl, “h-here you go, o-oppa… i got this for you…” she mumbled, looking at the group before running away. her friend group watching from afar, giggling loudly. you smirk and poke his arm, taking the item from his hand. it was some snack, one he absolutely hated. he was bright red with embarrassment shooing you away before you could tease him further.

“ohh~ jungkook oppa!~ please take this snack as a token of my love!” you dramatically handed him the snack, laughing at his reaction. “you’re the worst!” he groaned, before laughing.

the memory made you laugh, wiping away any left over tears that were left on your face. however, the tears returned once you thought about where this left your friendship. maybe he knew that you had a crush on him. maybe he caught you staring too much during dance practices or just when you guys got to hang out. maybe he was so uncomfortable around you that he felt y’all couldn’t continue your friendship. tears fell onto your cheeks once more, lips quivering as you tried to hold them back. “why didn’t he just tell me upfront? maybe it would’ve hurt less…” you thought, tears falling rapidly as you start to fall apart once more.

meanwhile, jungkook was having his own crying session in his apartment. he definitely just fucked up your whole friendship all because he was in denial about his massive crush on you. why didn’t he just say something? “i’m so fucking stupid! she’s gone and will never want to talk to me again. you’re so fucking stupid, jungkook! fuck!” he sobbed, looking over at his wall seeing your smiling face plastered all over it. cringy middle school pictures you begged him to take down, you guys smilingly brightly when you graduated middle school and high school. pictures of you guys at the beach, before and after concerts, and at home.

he was absolutely, undoubtedly in love with you. he had pictures of you in his wallet, a candid polaroid of you eating ramen. he was absolutely whipped. he was so scared of rejection that he did everything in his mind to get rid of that silly crush. he didn’t want to jeopardize your friendship by confessing to you, so he avoided you at all costs. your phone calls, your texts, the funny tik toks you sent him. he even made excuses to not have you over. the thought of your heartbreak when he was avoiding you made his stomach hurt.

“i- i have to do something. i have to fix this.” he mumbled breathlessly, grabbing his keys and running out of his apartment. but there your car was. right where you always park it. he ran up to your window and knocked. you jolted up, seeing your best friend. you noticed his eyes and nose were bright red. had he been crying?

you open the car door, stumbling out frazzled. he had definitely been crying, and you know he could tell you had been crying. he started shakily, tears still welled up in his eyes. “i- you- i’m… sob i’m so fucking sorry, y/n. i’m so sorry. i don’t want to lose you. you mean so much to me. i’m not gonna let you go so easily. i love you. i fucking love you, y/n. i’ve been in love with you since middle school. i was so scared of losing you that i thought this was the best way to fix my problem. i’m so sorry. please forgive me. i love you so much.”

and just then, he kissed you. with all the love, passion, and adoration he could muster in his body, he kissed you. one hand on your waist, the other buried into your hair. you could feel the tears that fell from his eyes. you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, returning the kiss. it left you breathless, your body yearning for this for years. you kissed as if you were going to die tomorrow.

when you pulled away, you hugged him tighter than you ever had before. “i love you too, jungkook.”

the weight of the world had finally left your shoulders. you had your soulmate back. your lover, your partner-in-crime, your better half, your best friend, jungkook.

hey y’all!! this is my first post ever so bare with me lol. i hope you enjoyed because i had a lot of fun writing this!

all my love-

loveliesmoon ⭐️

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colormepurplex2 · 1 year

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Chasing Shadows | JJK

▻ Chasing Shadows ↳ Jungkook x f.Reader ⤜ Modern Day Sherlock Holmes AU ⤜ Best Friends Brother/Lovers ⤜ Rating: MA 🔞 ⤜ WC: 21,511 ⤜ Summary: Your job gets you into trouble sometimes. Who would have thought crime journalism would put so many targets on your back? But, it’s happening again, someone’s threatening you. Only, this time, it’s not just you that’s in the crosshairs. Your best friend, Enola, is out on assignment and can’t help like she usually does. So, what does she do instead? She sends her brother, Jungkook, armed with a magic bag, a charming smile, and deductive reasoning skills that prove his worth as one of the best PIs around.

With more at stake than ever before, what lengths will you go to in order to connect the dots and catch the bad guy?

⚠️ Death threats, breaking and entering, descriptions of violence, stalker behavior, talk of crime/criminals, oral f receiving, vaginal fingering, protected sex, nipple play, dirty talk, imagery that reflects choking but isn’t, guns, lots of foul language, scare tactics, talk of car accident from drunk driving, minor injury, mention of blood/wound, allusion to mild depression/self-reflection

Chapter 1: Cat & Mouse

Chapter 2: Hide & Seek

Chapter 3: Pause & Relax

Chapter 4: Crime & Punishment

This story is complete.

Part of the Bangtan Writers HQ 2022 “Christmas Love” Secret Santa Writing Event. Written for @hisunshiine 💜 A special thank you to @downbad4yoongi & @jessikahathaway for beta’ing, keeping me on track, and helping make this come to life \(0^◇^0)/

Can also be found on: Ao3 | Wattpad

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jkslipppiercing · 9 days

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Horny For My Bestie | Jeon JK Oneshot | Moodboard

☆ "Is she the loud type? Would she scream? Whimper? Cry?

My cock twitches."

☆ Pairing: Bsf!oc, horny!jk.

☆ Genre: Smut, angst, EXPLICIT CONTENT!!

☆ WC: ???

☆ Warnings: to be disclosed soon...

☆ Written & Edited By jkslipppiercing On Tumblr.

until further notice, patience is a virtue.

a/n: HI. IM SO DAMN EXCITED AHHHHEUEJDNFHEI im gonna make yall suffer with this one. ugh. im so excited. but i also have to be patient. AHHHH IM SO EXCITED OMG.

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persphonesorchid · 1 year

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Backyard Boy - JJK

Summary: Jungkook loves you, he won't tell you now, but maybe someday. Right now, he's just gonna look after you.

Genre: Fluff, a little angst, unrequited (?) love, best friend to if we wait a moment we'll get there au.

Warnings: Just that Jungkook refuses to let anything destroy his precious friendship with you.

Word count: 1.3k

See my other works: Here :)

Notes: Requested by @euphoricfilter thank you so much for requesting Darling!! I'm sorry it took so long, I hope you enjoy it!

Loving you is as easy as breathing.

The easy rise and fall of an automatic motion, cresting like a wave and falling like a sigh.

Childlike, the excitement of stomping in puddles in a downpour not caring if you’ll catch a cold.

A lukewarm cup of tea on a spring morning, basking in the rising sun and the calls of the city.

Jungkook loved you as a friend at first, because he’s cautious, wears his heart on his sleeve but not for anyone to hold. Until you came with your sunshine smile and starlit eyes.

It took a long while to get here, through the random run-ins and the shy hellos. Through late night calls, texts in the same minute and shared friend group gatherings.

Sometimes Jungkook was a little scared, that at some point it’ll all shatter like glass and that glass would become sand and blow away.

Sometimes, he wants more than what you give him. When he says ‘I love you’ at the end of a phone call, a text or in parting, you reply in kind, automatically. Because you’re his best friend and he’s yours. You’re supposed to love each other.

He doesn’t mean it like that, not in the way he knows that you think. He loves you, he just doesn’t think you understand it yet.

He knew when he realized that he’d drop everything and come running even if you were halfway across the world; he’d find a way. He’ll pull the stars from the sky if you wanted, he’d walk on hot coals to reach you – and that sounds extreme, but it’s how he feels and drawing that picture barely measures up.

He chuckles at this now, because he’s standing in a soup shop waiting for your order. A plastic bag hanging from his wrist filled with whatever medication the pharmacist recommended. He even called your boss for you. When he found you nursing a headache with a too high temperature he thought it was for the best.

When he got your food, he walked as quickly as his legs could carry him back to your apartment.

It was as quiet as he left it – you’ve probably crawled back into bed after camping out on your couch all morning.

Jungkook slips out of his shoes and into his designated house slippers, and to your kitchen to get a tray and utensils.

When he gets to your bedroom, you’re wrapped up in the sheets even though he’d told you not to bundle up. He’s not even sure where your head’s at.

“Hey, I got you medicine, and you have to eat before you take any of it.” Jungkook says, feeling as though you’re not really listening, though he supposes it’s because he’s talking to a you shaped lump.

The lump lets out a groan and shifts, sheets rustling with the movement of your hands, and tired eyes peak out from under it.

“Can you sit up? You need to eat this before I give you anything.” He motions at the tray in his hands with the tilt of his chin.

“What’s it?” Your voice is a bit rough and he guesses that your sore throat has gotten worse since he left thirty minutes ago.

“Soup. Got it from the place you like.” He sets the tray down on your nightstand, after shifting around the box of tissues and the unopened bottle of water he gave you to drink. “I told you to drink the water.”

“It hurts my throat.”

“You have to stay hydrated.” Jungkook sighs, helping you sit up, propping a pillow behind your back. Setting the tray on your lap he pops the styrofoam lid off, “Eat as much as you can okay? I’ll be right back.”

He goes off to your bathroom, letting the tub fill up with warm water while he thinks.

He wonders if you know, if somehow you’ve picked up on it. He tries to be careful, tries to not let it show too much. You know him well enough to know that his advances are the way they always were; Jungkook has never acted any different.

He cares a lot and he’s always been caring, even when he and you were just friends he’s been nothing more than he is. When you both became best friends he stayed the same.

His friends think otherwise, they know, he knows, and you don’t seem to. Jungkook thinks he prefers it that way, he’s not too big on changes. Changes are scary, big changes are a nightmare; Jungkook doesn’t want things to change. Telling you anything will change everything.

He’s standing in the middle of a three-way street. The one straight ahead is the road where everything stays the same, you’ll go on none the wiser and he’ll remain just your best friend. The one leading right, he’s not too certain of, and it’s the same on the left.

He can pick any of them, he knows that one of them would probably lead a good way, and you and him can be happy despite the change and he’d realize that nothing really changed at all. Or, the other one, well, that could ruin everything. He can go there and pull his own heart out of his chest in the process.

He likes where he is now, hovering in the uncertain and not sure where to go. At least, if he stands still enough, everything would stay still, too.

Jungkook sighs, shaking his head as though it would clear the thoughts from it and send them out his ears. He shuts the tap off when the water is high enough and turns, startled to find you right behind him.

“Fuc-Y/n.”

You peek around him, pointing at the bathtub, “That’s for me?”

“No, it’s for Jimin.”

“Minnie’s here?” The sarcasm flies completely over your head, you turn a little too quickly and stumble a bit.

“He’s not...has the fever gone to your head?” He chuckles as he steadies you, he turns you back around and checks to be sure. It’s gone down but not completely broken, and Jungkook sits you down on the closed lid of the toilet. “Did you finish eating?”

You shake your head, but it’s not like he expected otherwise. “did you take anything from the bag I bought?”

“Just the cough syrup, and I’m sleepy now.”

“It’ll be best if you sleep, but get in there for now and I’ll get you some clothes, yeah?” He reaches for the cabinet next to the mirror, setting the bath oils on the counter, “Want me to put these in for you?”

“I got it, Kook.” There’s a ghost of a smile on your lips and Jungkook leaves you be.

Going through your closet, Jungkook isn’t shocked to find some of his clothes in there. Though, some of them are sweaters he didn’t even realize he was missing.

He picks the warmest of them out and sweatpants he knows would be big on you – your skin’s easily irritated by materials when you’re sick; he’d rather not have you feeling miserable on top of your cold.

Afterwards, he lugs some light sheets out to the living room and dumps them on the couch. He turns the TV on and waits until you’re done in the bathroom.

When you come out into the living room, wearing his clothes and carrying the bag he brought he makes room for you on the couch.

You curl up with your head against his thigh, pulling the sheet up to your chin. “You’ll get sick too, you know.”

Jungkook shrugs because it doesn’t really matter if he does, he just wants to look after you. “Won’t be the first time.”

You pull his arm underneath the sheet to play with his fingers, where it’s almost too warm, but Jungkook doesn’t mind.

“Thanks for looking after me,” you murmur, and Jungkook could tell you were already halfway asleep. “I love you.”

He doesn’t hesitate, “I love you, too.”

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kookiecrumb · 2 years

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hey ? i hope you are doing fine! actually i fell harder for your writings , are you probably accepting requests ? Too shy to express so as an anon . i wanna request u where jk and our mc are married already. and when doing it they are super duper romantic and lovey-dovey with so much sweet romantic talks . and some hard core? i'd love to read and scream in disbelieve if my fav author would accept this TT .

I LOVE YOU !! <8

Fav-- Favorite?! 😲😳 I love you too anonnie!! And...I wasn't accepting requests because of exams but I really do want to write this prompt...so I'm gonna do it.

Sorry if it's a bit long teehee!

JJK || Best Thing

warnings: smut (18+), loss of virginity (saving until marriage), breastplay, brief handjob, unprotected sex*(don't do this), sex with the intention to impregnate, dacryphilia, jungkook is big, needy jungkook, smol husband/wife kink

tags: childhood best friends to lovers, established relationship au, husband and wife, fluff and smut

There wasn't a time you remember without Jungkook.

Your moms were friends, so you often came over to each other's houses and played with one another until you'd get tired from running and collapse under the stars.

The both of you would go to huge parties together and laugh so hard you couldn't breathe while playing truth or dare.

His mom fed you breakfast in the mornings when you'd sleep over as a child, and then lunch when you had convinced your mom to let you stay "just until night time."

The both of you would burst out into a giggle fit underneath warm blankets with a flashlight and make shadow puppets and stories to go along with them. He'd even teach you new ones every once in a while.

Up until you were 9 or 10, the both of you were inseparable.

Then, one summer, Jungkook went on a vacation to see his family in Busan. You recall being bored out of your mind, sitting in front of the television just waiting for him to just come home already.

Your mom suggested that you write to him, so that's what you did.

Every letter in your 10-year-old handwriting, he kept. He stood at his grandparent's mailbox and checked it every hour even though his mom told him that the mail only comes at a certain time. He didn't care. He wanted to hear back from you again.

When he did receive your letters, he would fold them neatly and put them into a folder he labeled "from y/n."

At that point, his mom had caught on that Jungkook would have you in his life for a long time...and on the off chance that you ended up together, she wanted these precious documents to be preseved. Once the trip was over, she took the folder of your letters and stored it somewhere safe.

When Jungkook came back from Summer Vacation, however, he had gotten so much taller than you'd expected! It was intimidating. On top of that, he looked so much more grown up.

He made new friends in middle school who were much louder and funnier than you...

You felt left behind. It was unfair.

On weekdays, you never saw him anymore, and on weekends, he only came over sometimes. Those kids were putting ideas in his head that you didn't like at all.

They taught him that you were gross and that boys shouldn't hang out with girls. They taught him that boys were supposed to like different things than girls liked.

You always thought that was stupid. Jungkook never minded you painting his nails or putting hair chalk in his hair before those boys said anything. Sure, he'd pick blue every time but that's because it was his favorite color.

Middleschool changed him. So, you decided to do something about it.

Seventh grade rolled around and you were determined to know where your Jungkook went.

It wad the first adult conversation you ever had with him. "I miss you," you said. "We used to hang out all the time, and I don't know why we stopped."

That's when you noticed Jungkook's eyes shift downward. The look he gave you was really weird. It was almost like he was staring, but it was warm. His ears turned red and he kept covering his cheeks.

"Y/N, it's not that I don't like playing with you anymore, it's just...you're a lot prettier lately. You look like...you look nice," he struggled.

"Well, what does that have to do with anything? It's like you like me or something!" You teased.

You gasped. "That's it isn't it?! You have a friggin crush on me!"

"No. No! I don't, y/n! I don't like you!" Jungkook exclaimed, throwing a pillow at you in an act of defense.

"Pants. On. Fire." You challenged him.

"Well-- well..." he stammered. "Fine...I do like you...but if you tell the guys that I like a girl, you're dead!"

"Oh, I don't care about them. I just wanted to know why you were acting so weird," you informed.

Jungkook stretched out his hand to hold yours. It made his heart explode. Yep. That's how you knew you would be married.

It's been a decade since that incident.

At the wedding, his mom finally returned all the letters you sent to Jungkook that one summer as a gift. You couldn't stop the tears if you wanted to. Her gifts were lovely.

You remember your wedding very fondly. It was a massive celebration of the love you shared with Jungkook and everybody was excited that day. There were private moments and there were family moments, but at the end of the night, you both came home to your newly shared apartment and got intimate.

When Jungkook was a teenager he would always make up excuses to kiss you, whether it was "you have whipped cream on your lips!" or "your pouty face is too cute."

You would come over to study and catch up with him which eventually led to the both of you wildly making out on his bed...

It took an incredible amount of self control for him to pull himself from you and enforce the boundaries you had set for one another. "We shouldn't rush into this," he'd remind you.

You had both agreed to save yourselves for marriage. It only made him want to marry you quicker.

On your wedding night, however, you were completely exhausted and had absolutely no energy to even begin stripping the clothes off one another, so you decided to crash on the bed and have morning sex.

Oh, how you love smelling him.

You're not embarrassed about it. It's second nature to you to cling to him. One of your favorite thing to do is to hug him and inhale slowly and deeply on his chest. He caresses your head while you lay on him, adjusting your legs so that they wrap around his torso. You're not shy with the kind of touch you give him, very familiar and comfortable with his body.

He inhales slowly beneath you, his chest expanding so that you can feel the gentle thumping of his strong heart beat.

"You're my best friend, y/n," he speaks in hushed tones. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, and from this moment on...I do believe in soulmates. Because I know you're mine." He kisses your forehead, pulling you up to his face carefully.

Jungkook catches your lips in a gentle kiss, like he had kissed you yesterday as his wife. He caresses your jaw with his thumb and index, his other hand snaking around your waist and caressing your side.

"I've spend my entire life...knowing you, exploring the most deep and personal sides of you. I know you like the back of my hand and now I want to explore your body," he hums into your ear. "I want you to see me."

"I want to see you, Jungkook," you reply, softly. A tangible heat grows between your legs at the thought of feeling him for the first time. Your curiosities will have been sated after so many years of craving his bare body. "I want to breathe you."

Jungkook presses a kiss to your cheek. "Finally," he groans. "Oh, I love you..." his eyes show it.

You sit up carefully and fixate on him. He leans backwards, giving you space. Your fingers dip into the fabric of your shirt and release your breasts.

Jungkook's brows furrow in arousal, his mouth slightly ajar at the sight of them. "God, you're stunning." He kneels forward and asks if he can touch them.

Your breathing stutters, and your mind is dizzy. The feeling overwhelms you. You don't want him to ever stop touching you.

"Please touch them, my husband..." you plea.

He does, and it's the most perfect touch in the world. It's amazing in every sense of the word. It's such a sensitive place for you, and to have the person you trust the most finally touch you like this is an act of worship.

"Hh~ah," a warbling moan floats from your lips.

Jungkook gasps. "That feels good," he informs, cautiously. "Can I keep going?"

"Yes, and please don't stop," you mewl, watching his strong, inked fingers delicately swirl on your tits, his palm cupping them securely.

He squeezes them, lightly. "How does that feel?" he asks, amazed at your reactions.

"Good," you smile, leaning into his touch. "Don't do it much harder, though..."

Jungkook retracts his hands and pulls his shirt over his body, flinging it toward a chair.

You've seen him without his shirt on before, when he'd invite you swimming out by the lake or at the beach, but the intention behind him stripping for you arouses you. He's doing this for you.

"Claim me however you want. I am yours to touch," he massages your hands briefly before placing them on his chest. "Y/N," he sings.

"Jungkook," you reply, kissing his lips sweetly.

The sun bloomed over the horizon like a flower, its raise peeking through the clouds and beaming through the curtains of your bedroom, filling the air with a benevolent energy.

You run your hands down his torso, every ridge of his body under your touch. Finally, you hover over the edge of his underwear.

"Don't stop there," he begs. "I've needed you for so long." There's a prominent, needy quiver in his voice that reminds you that this is his first time, too.

You're anxious. Thoughts flood your mind about whether or not you'll touch him right.

"No overthinking. I want your hands around it," he speaks against the crook of your neck. He sharply gasps as he spreads his thighs for you to access his cock.

He's overcome with excitement once you've wrapped your fingers around it. His body shakes before your touch and he kisses your collar in desperate encouragement.

"Jungkook..." you breathe, stroking him with care. He hisses in response, adjusting his hips so that you feel him better.

He feels heavy in your hand, girthy and beautiful. You wouldn't have ever imagined it feeling like this. The anticipation was building to an extent far beyond what you've felt before.

"Would you let me touch you like I've been dreaming about for so many years? Would you finally allow me to replace every one of your senses with my own feeling? I want you numb to anything else but me."

"I don't think you understand. I can't stand being away from you any longer. Even if our bodies are flush against each other's, even if I'm fucking you it's not enough, I need to make love to you."

You guide his hands down your body to where your swollen cunt is flooded with your thick arousal. His fingers curl to touch you, exploring your texture before finding your entrance.

"Aahh," you moan, causing Jungkook to glance up at your pretty face.

"You're so warm,," he smiles, pecking your lips. "Ohh, it's so good...they're like rose petals?"

You nod quietly, feeling your heart in your throat as you continue to feel him. He takes your thigh and drapes it over his own, pressing your hips against his.

Both your hands are between each other now, your bodies a mess of entangled limbs. You've woven yourself into him, and he's successfully become a single entity with you.

Your eyes squeeze shut at a wave of shuttering pleasure. Jungkook, having witnessed this, hushes you while holding your face. He presses his lips to yours and leans forward, deepening the kiss.

He pulls your body on to his and carefully removes your hand from his hard cock. Instead, he pinions your thighs open for him and grinds his length on your pussy.

"Ah~!" you hiss, holding on to him tightly.

"I've never done this before either," he reminds you. "I'll be so careful with you..." Jungkook caresses your back with his thumb as he grinds languidly against you.

It's such a wonderfully strange feeling. You're burning up all over and incredibly flustered, yet you feel unashamed at the same time and increasingly desperate for an orgasm at the mercy of your husband's cock. It's incredible.

Your combined scents gradually fill the room as it humidifies. The soft and sticky textures of your skin combine to create an intimacy and sensuality you had never felt before.

Jungkook releases your upper body on to the mattress and teases the crown of his cock on your cunt. For the very first time, you're able to get a view of his dick.

His girth alarms you. You wonder if you can even accomodate for him. You're sure you're dripping on the mattress below you at this point from how much you're producing for him.

His cock glistens with your nectar. He's ready to fuck his baby into you.

You anticipate him, clutching the sheets in weak fists while breathing out slowly. You smile reassuringly at Jungkook, who is teasing the head of his cock at your cunt.

He pushes in languidly, gliding without any obstruction. Your eyes flutter back in insatiable need. Jungkook's dick stretches you beautifully, prompting a remarkable groan from him.

Tears threaten his eyes at this point as he climbs to your face to caress you. You place your thumb beneath his eye and tug gently to allow the droplets to roll down his face. He presses his forehead to yours and bucks up into you.

"It's perfect," he breathes, overcome with euphoric bliss. "Your pussy..."

He rolls his hips into your cunt, fixated on your touch. You let out a soft whimper with each thrust.

He sucks harshly at your neck, marking you as his and his only as he paints using his lips and tongue. Jungkook's hands grab your thighs and kneads them hard, a clumsy warning of his impending orgasm.

Every part of his body screams "I love you."

"Fuck-- fuck,," you whine as your entire body shakes beneath his loving touch.

With no obstruction, you convulse wildly around Jungkook's cock, coating it in your nectar. His thrusts relent, his stammering hips halting before he cums inside of you.

Afterwards, you praise and kiss each other, playfully touching and teasing each other's bodies as you enjoy each other's naked presence. You're like kids again, trampling over one another trying to capture one another in each other's arms on the bed.

Eventually, Jungkook does gain dominance over you. He holds you to his chest, and now, he has never been sure of anything more in his life: that he will never let you go.

tags: @sxtaep

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imsadstuff · 2 years

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"If I don't make out with a hot stranger tonight, I will let mom set me up on dates" - A Jeon Jungkook Drabble

◦ summary ↠ jimin convinced you to go clubbing and all you want to do is makeout with a hot stranger, enter very hot jeon jungkook

◦ pairing ↠ jungkook x reader

◦ word count ↠ 3.5k

◦ genre ↠ smut, fluff

◦ content warning(s) ↠ friends to lovers (I guess), swearing, drinking, dirty talk, sexual tension/awkwardness, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, kids please be safe!!!

◦ author's note ↠ this drabble is totally based on an interaction I had with a dude in a club, and because he wasn't jeon jungkook, not only did he forget my name, but he also ghosted me. Just wanted to make something of my heartbreak lol, enjoy reading!!! (p.s. if you find any grammar or other errors, ignore them, I'm writing this at six in the morning, very hungover)

"If I don't make out with a hot stranger tonight, I will let mom set me up on dates" you cry sipping on your drink as Jimin and Mira get ready for a long night out. "You are a lot of talk __-, but every time a cute guy approaches you don't keep it going" Mira emerges from the room, with on-point makeup. "That was the old ___, today three-martini ___ is going clubbing with you guys and if a hottie approaches me, I am going to follow up with it" you cheer for yourself downing the third martini and Jimin snickers. "I know I should be the protective older brother, but I really want to watch ___ make bad decisions," he says zipping up his boots. "Make me another martini and watch how easy it is for me to make bad decisions" After multiple outfit changes and thousands of pictures, you’re finally walking into the club and feel your heartbeat get in sync with the club beats.

“___, three o’clock, he’s so hot” Mira whispers in your ear and you try to be as subtle as you can be drunk. It indeed is the hottest guy you’ve ever seen in a loose summer shirt, that’s unbuttoned way too low. “He is” you whisper more to yourself checking him out and accidently make eye contact. You don’t shy away immediately, but you do when the handsome guy starts approaching you. Holding your breath, you wait for him to acknowledge you, instead he taps on Jimin’s shoulder. “Jimin?” he asks with sheer surprise, smiling ear to ear. Jimin whips around quickly and engulf the strange handsome man in a hug before he could give a reply. “By god, if it’s The Jeon Jungkook” Jimin pulls back for a while but goes back to bear hugging. “Introduce us you fool” Mira shouts being the extroverted on of the both of you. “This is Jeon Jungkook, he was my classmate in high school. This is Kim Mira, my friend from college” Jungkook immediately extends his hand to shake Mira’s. “And this is ___, my little cousin” you snicker at Jimin, shaking his very warm and heavy hands. “I am just cousin, we’re only two years apart” you say kicking Jimin a little.

“We used to be in the same dance club, man what has it been ten years” Jimin is overjoyed talking to his friend. “Somewhere in that ball park, do you still live in Busan” Jungkook shouts over the loud club music. “I moved here to start my business, what about you-“ “Can we go out for a smoke break, you guys won’t have to shout then” Mira jokes walking ahead and the three of you trail behind her, barely making out the crowd. Jungkook turns around multiple tiples to check up on polite you, whispering excuse me and politely making your way. “Dad was ready to retire so I took over the real estate business” Jimin continues talking lighting his cig. “I can’t imagine you behind a desk in a suit, what happened to the dancing thing” you notice how Jungkook has an animated way of talking. “I grew up, what about you, looking at you I have no idea what you do” “Make a guess” Jungkook says crossing his arms and you speak without thinking it over, “Tattoo artist” his eyes light up and he starts clapping with approval and Jimin can’t help but laugh out loud passing Mira the cig. “___ is very intuitive, she’s a psychology major for a reason” Jimin brags and Mira passes you the cig and you just shake your head no. “Really, SNU?” Jungkook asks shaking his head no for the cig too. “Yeah-“ “Wait are you Jimin’s smart sister who used to correct our maths homework?” you were hoping for Jungkook to not make that association but he does. “Yeah” you suddenly shy away, dodging his eyes. “The band goes on stage in two minutes, lets go, lets go, lets go” Mira comes to rescue with her punctuality.

Jimin leads all of you to join Jungkook and his friends and suddenly the group expands from three awkward drunk dancers to too many people. Mira is off chatting with one of Jungkook’s friends when you finally get the courage to talk to him, “Your tattoos are really pretty” you say a little close to his ears given how loud the music is in the club. “You think so?” he looks at you with amusement and then back at his tattoo-covered arm. “With my pain tolerance I can only dream of getting a tattoo,” you notice how intently he is listening to you, either he’s interested, or he’s too drunk and trying to focus. “They don’t hurt as much, after a second or two you start getting used to the pain-“ “___” Mira is tugging on your hand and you know what this is a signal for. “Hey, can you watch my drink?” you ask Jungkook handing him your drink. “You really shouldn’t be leaving your drinks with strange men” he jokes and you chuckle looking up at him and he surprises you by chugging your drink at once. “I’ll buy you a new one” he says with a charming smile and how can you say no to that.

Jungkook’s smiling more to himself as he watches you walk away, “My god, you’re in love aren’t you” a very drunk Hobi says flopping on his shoulder. “I am so not, it’s just nice to run into an old friend” Jungkook defends himself immediately checking his hair. “I’m still in my rebound phase and she’s too nice for that” “Oh My God, it’s been a year since Sara and you broke up, you’re not still in the rebound phase, you were done with the rebound phase life five women ago. What is wrong with you Jungkook?” Hobi is very clearly drunk given how he’s holding Jungkook’s face in place and giving this odd pep-talk. “My therapist says that I have a problem with romanticizing every little thing too much and then breaking my own heart, also I’m terrified of being hurt” Jungkook answers dumbfoundedly and Hobi snickers in his face. “Well, no one is a hundred percent guarantee and you need to keep trying because if you don’t keep trying then how will you keep trying” it’s hard not to laugh as Hobi continues making no sense and Jungkook steadies him. “Please handle your boyfriend, he's making no sense” Yoongi immediately takes hold of Hobi and Jungkook watches them snuggle together. “We’ll get back to the hotel, you can come back by yourself, right?” “Yes, Hyung I’m 26 and not a child”

The club is much emptier by the time Mira is done touching up her makeup, “I’m gonna go talk to that guy, I’ll see you” she abandons you immediately and you look around for a familiar face and spot Jungkook immediately. “I know you like martini's” he jokes pulling a bar stool for you. “How do you know that?” you were pretty sure the drink you handed him was a whiskey. “I bribed Jimin hyung to give me your Instagram” “That’s unfair Jungkook, you now know way too much about me. Bring me up to speed about you,” you say as the bartender hands Jungkook and you the martinis. “Well, I’m 26, I have a bachelor’s in design, I started my tattoo parlour a year ago, I have a lot of interests, a little bit of issue with perfectionism,” maybe it’s the drinks but his laugh sounds a little magical “I’m shocked that you remember me” normally you’d be too polite to interrupt, but the liquid courage has got you going. “Well, I recognized you before Jimin” it wouldn’t be a stretch to say Jungkook is blushing. Your heart is pounding as you look straight ahead, not wanting him to see your wide smile. “So, you’re in Busan for Jimin’s parent’s anniversary too?” Jungkook coughs hoping for the awkwardness to go away. “Yeah, they have a huge picnic planned tomorrow, it’s their twentieth-“ “So, when are you going to be back in Seoul?” he laughs feeling a little embarrassed about interrupting you. “I’m going back tomorrow evening” you’re surprised by how eager he is given how hot he is. “You are still just as impatient” you joke pushing back your empty glass and grabbing hold of his. “___, you have no idea how patient I’m being right now” he whispers in your ear standing up.

Offering his hand, he leads you back to the dance floor, but your legs have a brain of their own. You lead him into a quiet corner, looking at him for his reaction. He doesn’t wait for more than a second before pinning you against the wall and kissing you with full force. With every second you start to sober up, feeling his hot and hungry lips against yours. Your hands comb through his lush hair while his wanders around your ass. You pull back to catch your breath and he doesn’t waste any time leaving kissing along your bare neck, his hot breath and bulge is enough to send your mind into a tizzy and make you lose your mind. Jungkook goes back to kissing your mouth and your feet give up, not being able to stand on your tip toes anymore. He catches you just in time and laughs a little as you hide your face in his chest, “A little impatient aren’t we” You laugh into his chest too, hearing Jimin calling your name behind him.

The original plan was to go back to Jimin’s place once the lights in the club switched on, instead Jimin convinced the three of you to follow him to the beach. “I’m selling this mansion and it’s beach fucking front” Jimin exclaims walking ahead as Jungkook helps him walk. “So, you and Jungkook” Mira teases and you shy away from thinking of those spectacular kisses. You forgot that Jimin is an extremely rich adult till you’re seated in his driver-driven car, Mira was the perfect wing-woman stilling you right between her and Jungkook in the backseat. “You, okay?” Jungkook asks you draping his arm behind you, his hand is right by your bare shoulder and it’s all you can think about.

The strong winds wake you up immediately and you rub your arms. Taking notice, Jungkook places his leather jacket on your arms, taking a seat beside you in the sand. You can hear Jimin and Mira singing and dancing but you just don’t have the energy to join them. “I was supposed to stay in and finish an assignment today,” you tell Jungkook, turning to face him. “Well. I’m glad you came out and had some fun” he reaches out to get your hair away from your face and you blush, hiding your face from him. “I remembered you because of your smile” he talks looking at the ocean. “Your eyes disappear when you smile, it’s very cute” Jungkook doesn’t know if he’s dreaming right now. “It’s the same way you’d smile after telling me how bad my trigonometry is” he laughs out watching you grow beet red, he can’t help but reach over and pull you closer, his hand still by your waist. You both sit in silence for a while, watching light appear. “Jungkook” “Hm” he asks looking at you, it’s been an hour since he had his last drink and he’s starting to sober up. Mira and Jimin come shouting, talking about the time before you can ask him out.

Jungkook is dropped off before you go back to Jimin’s place and get ready for a very hungover picnic. “Give me your phone,” he asks and you hand him your phone immediately. “I want you to text me when you reach home” Jungkook’s a little authoritative and you don’t mind it. “You want me to?” you tease him leaning against the car. “Yes, ___ I want you to. I also want to take you out on a date, one where we’re at least 70% sober” he says stepping a little too close. “Okay” you’ve started to sober up too, hence the shyness. He gently lifts your face up with a singular finger, giving you a good look before kissing you again, “I’ll see you in Seoul”

“It’s been a week Jimin, why hasn’t he texted me back” you whine into the phone pushing your glasses up. “I thought he was really interested in me” it was another Saturday and you should be focusing on getting through the syllabus but all you can think about it Jungkook. “I knew he was too hot for me, what was I thinking I am the nerd, he’s the hot dude with tattoos, it was the martinis-“ “___ I need you to shut the fuck up for a second” you’re confused for a second till you hear Jungkook’s voice. “Hello? Jimin?” “Yes, this is Jimin you bastard, why didn’t you call back my sister, she’s been eating my ear off and I have a social life, so talk to each other, and leave me out of it. Jungkook, I’ve sent you ___’s number, and ___ don’t call me till next morning” Jimin hangs up the call and you sit in silence. Before you could digest what just happened, your phone is ringing again and you know it was Jungkook. You take a deep breath before picking up his call, “___, do you have some time for me” he sounds tired and it makes you feel bad. “Look, I got your message. I’m not that dense, it was a one-night-“ “___ for everything that is sweet and pure, it so wasn’t a one-night thing, I want to see you” Jungkook sighs closing up shop. “Then why didn’t you?” you whisper not ready for an answer you might not like. “Yoongi hyung got super sick so I had to cover his appointments too, I’ve barely had time to breathe, I’m so sorry-“ “I feel so fucking stupid now, I just let my insecurities take over. You should rest” Jungkook smiles to himself listening to your voice in the car. “Would you be comfortable if I came over with dinner?”

“My first-year tattooing, I was tired of the number of butterflies I drew. Every second day there was another free-spirited woman wanting a butterfly tattoo” Jungkook talks with a mouth full of pizza and you laugh chocking a little on your food. “I drew a lot of little hearts too, but since they’re cute they can be excused” he continues talking wiping the corners of your mouth with his hand. “My mom’s made me sign a contract when I was thirteen, if I ever do drugs or get a tattoo, I will be left out of her will” your mother has been a little overprotective of you. “You can always get it somewhere she won’t see” he suggests filling your glass of wine. “Maybe, I might if you give me one for free” you suggest and he smirks sipping on wine. “If I’m tattooing you for free, I get to decide the placement” he says suggestively plopping on your lumpy sofa. “It’s a deal, also the pizza was amazing” You usually don’t feel comfortable this quickly with a romantic interest, but it’s different with Jungkook. Just spending time like this, watching nonsense tv and eating junk food would make you nervous, but with Jungkook it feels natural.

“So, how long ago was your last relationship?” Jungkook asks as you look for any chocolate in your fridge. “Three years ago,” you know you should be a little embarrassed to admit this, but you aren’t. “You must have been busy getting a degree, you’re getting your masters, right?” Jungkook looks around the piles and piles of handwritten notes, sticky notes covering walls and the sheer number of books. “Yes, I still have a year left. I really want to start working” you turn around to find Jungkook reading some of your notes. “Do you have any appointments tomorrow?” you say putting the notes away forcing him to look at you. “No, I’m free if that’s what you’re asking me” he diverts all his attention back to you pulling you closer by the waist. “Cool” you’re a blushing mess every time he gives you all your attention, but that’s also what you want the most. “Tell me ___, tell me you want me to stay the night” he whispers and you forget how to breath for a second. “Jungkook, I want you to stay the night. I want you to kiss me, touch me and fuck me” this time you catch him by surprise. “Jump” he asks and you jump into his arms carrying you to your bed. “Moving onwards, just talk to me. I might be busy a few times, but I’ll call back” his face hovers over yours as he watches you nod to what he’s saying. “You think there is going to be an onwards?” he kisses you before he gives you an answer. “Yes, gorgeous, cute and very smart ___, there are going to be many more onwards” he shuts you up before you can come up with any more questions.

Jungkook takes his time with you, kissing and exploring each and every centimetre of your body. Finally, you start to get frustrated and sit up, throwing your top away. With one quick move he flicks your bra open and you’re surprised by how good he is. “Holy Moly” he is excited like a thirteen-year-old watching breasts for the first time, but the way he runs his tongue around your nipple, you know he’s skilled. All you can do is breath as his mouth trails downwards, pulling away your panties and feeling your wetness. “This wet for me” you shudder as he inserts a finger inside you while massaging your clit ever so softly. “Jungkook please, please don’t stop” your legs are shaking as he inserts a second finger, he watches as you roll your eyes with pleasure. He brings up the pace and you’re on the verge when he stops all together. “Why?” you cry out pulling down his pants. “I like watching you suffer ___” he pushes some of your face back as you tease the tip of his dick with your tongue, watching your effect on him, you go in with full force taking in all of his length. Pushing his back in bed, he moans into the pillow as you guide his dick into you. “Ah- jesus-fucking- ah” he continues moaning as you ride him. You gasp into his chest as he rocks inside you, both of you seconds away from an orgasm. He holds you even tighter as you mewl his name, feeling his warm cum inside you. Jungkook shuts his eyes, feeling overwhelmed with pleasure as he falls back on the bed and you do the same.

“Please ,,, please don’t stop“ all you can hear in your shower is Jungkook’s dick thrusting inside you and you humming with pleasure. “You take my dick so well, baby” he holds you in place with your tits, stimulating you from all places. You tense hard, leaning against the wall, feeling an intense orgasm in every cell. Jungkook holds you up once he gains composure himself, he doesn’t say much as he washes all the sweat and sex away. You’re blushing like a new bride as he wipes you with a towel, “I don’t think I can walk” you tell him as he wraps a towel around you. “I’ve been going to the gym just so I can carry you places baby” he picks you up before you can fight him. “You’re giving me nicknames before you even take me out on a date?” you tease him putting on the shirt he discarded. “I got us pizza and wine, we made small talk, some jokes and ended up having sex, twice, I’ll be considering this to be our first date baby” you laugh watching how serious he’s about this. “Do you believe in fate ___” he asks cuddling you closer. “I do, I feel like we’re fated to go certain places, fated to have some life experienced, fated to meet certain people” he continues talking without waiting for your answer. “I believe I was fated to meet you” you don’t want to offend him but it is hard not to laugh. “If I was any other woman, I would be running out the door if a guy said something like this on a first date” “But you aren’t any other woman and I’m not just some guy, answer me, do you believe in fate?” his hair is all floppy and you’re distracted by how relaxed he looks. “Yes, it has to be fate that compelled me to go to Busan last minute, where we ran into each other again. Because how many times does one meet their high school math tutor as an adult” you say with a little bit of teasing tone but he knows you’re being serious. Jungkook doesn’t say anything, all he does is kiss your forehead and fall asleep.

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taekookielove0130 · 1 year

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I didn't know

Jjk x reader

"Who the hell even likes teaching maths?" Jungkook whines and you turn to look at his pouty face now sporting a frown.

"I do." You say with a smile directed towards him before you hop down from the bench and start kicking the grass in an attempt to ignore the tingles his proximity has been causing in you.

Jungkook has been your friend for as long as you can remember. It started when you moved into the neighbourhood and he was the guy next door who wanted to be friends. You both had an instant connection like... It was just meant to be. You don't know how to explain it but you guys just immediately became best friends.

Now you're both studying in the same university and are still best friends. He understands when you're uncomfortable and does something about it and you do the same when you know he's hurting and trying to hide it.

You know that he's the kind that likes to share his happiness and pride and still suffer in silence but you don't let him. You always manage to pull him out of the shell he's been living in.

You've both been together through all important things in life. He was there for you when you had your first heartbreak and you did the same for him. You've both been immovable constants in one another's lives. It's almost like the presence of one grounds the other. Like an anchor.

But recently you've been having trouble being the friend he'll never consider romantically. You have been having different reactions around him and when you sat down with a cup of coffee and analysed them you understood that you've caught feelings for him.

You do know that falling for your best friend does sound clichè but it isn't really. You understand that having such feelings for him can only end in heartbreak and you aren't ready to risk your friendship for anything. Especially not for silly feelings. And even more specifically you know that a relationship with Jungkook is next to impossible as you know that he cannot think of you in that way.

"Come on YN, you can't be serious." His voice brings you out of your musings and you turn around to face him.

"Jungkook, I am serious. I've been waiting for an opportunity for so long and I feel like this is it." You say with a determined look and see him in the eyes.

"But you don't even have a project this week. Why do you want to go today?" He asks and you try to escape the guilt churning your stomach.

You've been trying very hard to limit the time you spend around him in an attempt to hide or even forget your feelings all week.

That went so well. You think to yourself with an eye roll and turn to face him.

"I don't have a project but I'm planning on staying ahead of my peers. I spoke to our professor and got the project that we're supposed to work on next week." You explain and watch as he takes the information in.

"Why, though? You know, I've been so excited for this weekend because it's the first one after we had classes and projects continuously. I thought we could hang out, you know? Like the old times?" He asks with a saddened expression and you find your will melting. But you turn to the opposite side because you can't bear to see him like this and know that you won't be able to refuse him if you see his face any longer.

"Sorry, kookie. I just need to do this. Plus we have a holiday next week, remember? We can go out then." You plead and turn to look at him which again proves to be a mistake because you can see that he knows that it's just an empty promise. You both know that the whole week, you've been making such promises none of which you've held on to. But you also watch as his expression hardens and he nods his head twice. Almost like he flipped a switch off you see his face turn expressionless and cold.

"Okay, Yn. I'll see you tomorrow then." He says and hops down before walking away.

You know what he's trying to do. Of course you do, you were with him the whole time he was suffering. He's closing off. Hiding behind the walls he's built to save himself from getting hurt. It's his defence mechanism and you found this out when he first stopped spending time with you after his breakup. Thinking about that time, your heart clenches painfully and you sigh thinking that's exactly how he must be feeling right now. Sighing again, you turn around to see that he has already left.

*Time skip 3 days. *

You're in your bed under the covers. The TV is on and your favourite drama is playing but not a single thing is entering your head as you've been thinking about Jungkook the whole time.

The last time he closed off abruptly the way he did earlier that week was when his mom died and he decided not to tell you because he didn't want to worry you. However, you found out something was wrong the moment he cancelled your plans to hang out at your place. You called Jimin (who's your other friend) and immediately went to his place when you were told that Jungkook was there.

One look at your face and he burst out crying pulling you closer by wrapping his hands around your narrow waist. You patted his shoulders, ran your fingers through his hair and whispered softly to him, feeling your heart aching for him as his tears soaked through your baggy sweatshirt and yours poured down your face. What you were unaware of, was the look Jimin and Jin exchanged behind you.

That day, you hated jungkook's mom for the way he was crying, knowing that she could do nothing about death. But you still hated her. Knowing that the reason why he is behaving this way now is what you did makes your stomach churn.

The past few days he hasn't tried talking to you or spoken to your friends. When you called Jin a few minutes back he said that he's been trying to reach Jungkook and he hasn't been answering since the day he closed off.

Before you even know it, you're making your mind up and tossing the sheets off of your body. Turning off the TV and changing your dress, you lock the house before getting into your car and driving to his place which isn't too far away.

When you reach there, you ring the bell and wait for a response. Growing irritated after about 2 minutes, you're about to ring the bell again when the door opens and the sight almost has you on your knees begging for forgiveness. Eyes swollen, face red and blotched, Jungkook rubs his eyes standing in front of you. You immediately throw your hands around his shoulders as you can already feel your tears leaking down your face. You can feel his confusion before he recognises you. The small smile that you can feel from the place his lips touch your temple is enough to tell you all you want to know.

"What is it this time?" He asks, chuckling when you shake your head in response to his shoulder. Understanding that you don't want to talk right now, he wraps his hands around your waist and gently lifts you off the ground. Immediately, you wrap your legs around his waist and burrow your head against his neck.

Gosh, you can't explain how much you've missed that scent.

You can vaguely recognise from his movements that he's locking the door to his apartment and carrying you inside. You feel it when he tries to set you down on the couch in the living room and chuckles again at your antics as you refuse to let go.

Sighing, he sits down and spreads his legs open before he gently places you down in the place between his legs. He gently pulls you closer and places his chin on top of your head. A few minutes pass before you mumble against his shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

Prying you off his shoulder, he nudges your chin gently until you meet his eyes. Taking a deep breath he says,

"YN, you know that you can talk to me about anything right?"

Sighing you say,

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry." You say and drop your eyes.

"For what?"

"For behaving the way I did and... And for ignoring you... And for hurting you the way I did." You mumble in a low voice.

"YN." He calls softly and continues when you meet his eyes,

"I know that you didn't mean to hurt me. I also know that what you did hurt you more than me. I just…" He stops. Sighing, he runs his hand through his hair Before saying,

"Just… Just don't do it again, okay?"

You look up with tears in your eyes and he offers you a gentle smile and you can see his genuine feelings in his eyes, before he says, "These three days felt like hell. I already knew that I can never live without you but these three days just showed me everything I needed to see. I realised that I can never, ever go without you."

Unable to see his hurt expression anymore, you throw yourself on him again as he catches you with ease and gently rocks you back and forth. Seeing him be so honest makes you want to spill everything and you decide to. Pulling away, you gaze into his eyes but he beats you to it saying,

"It's just that… All good things leave my life. I just don't want to lose you too. Don't leave me?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper. Feeling like throwing your hands around him again, you control the urge and shake your head facing down. Sniffing, you look up and say,

" Well, I have something to tell you and I want you to answer the question you just asked me." You say and meet his eyes.

"Jungkook-ah, I've been dishonest to you. I failed to be a good friend. I did something that might ruin our friendship." you admit your fears aloud and watch as he waits for you to continue. Sighing, you look down and compose your thoughts, preparing yourself for the worst before meeting his eyes again.

"You know we've been friends for so long that I can't even remember when we first became friends. I've confided in you more than I have in my own family and you already know that I trust and value you more than anyone else in the world. But somewhere along the way, I've caught feelings for you. " You whisper the last part and watch as his eyes widen in shock.

" I…I didn't mean to. You know that I wouldn't risk losing you for anything. I just9… " you rush to justify. Sighing you say,

"I don't even know how or when. I just realised that I've been thinking about you in a way a friend wouldn't. I love you and you already know that but I'm starting to doubt that my love is purely what a friend feels…" You watch him process all the information and you almost feel bad for giving him so much to digest in such a short span of time.

"I just.. I've been watching couples lately and I've realised that we've been living just the way a couple do. We have everything in our relationship except for the sexual or the romantic part. I don't even need to tell you all the ways we get each other better than others. We've been there for each other in all important walks of life and you have stood by my side every time I've had to make a hard decision." You pause and try to discern his reaction.

Unable to recognise anything you sigh.

"I can totally understand if you don't think of me that way. I know it seems abrupt and I also know that you wouldn't consider pursuing a romantic relationship with me. I just wanted to tell you all of this and get it off of my heart. I've been feeling a heavy weight in my shoulders from the time I recognised my feelings and decided not to tell you. I feel like I've betrayed you and our friendship but I'm truly sorry for it. " You say and search his face.

"Now I'm going to ask you, Please don't leave me alone?" you plead, your voice so low he has to strain to hear you. A few moments pass as you wait and you sigh, thinking this is the end of all the happiness in your life. Getting up, you tell him one last time,

" I love you Jungkook-ah. I hope you get to experience true happiness in life." you move away with a heavy heart and everything seems to happen in slow motion there after.

You feel his fingers wrap around your wrist and you barely have a chance to react before he pulls you. You fall right into his lap with a gasp and blink once as he places his hands on either side of your face, cradling your head gently. He doesn't give you much time to dwell before you feel his lips on yours and your eyes widen comically.

Unable to process what's happening, you blink one, twice and then realise that this is the moment you've dreamt of. Closing your eyes you whimper and respond eagerly as you move your lips against his. You can clearly feel his smile against your lips.

You open your eyes to see him looking right into you and try to quell the butterflies in your stomach. Leaving your face, you feel his hands journey down your body as one wraps around your waist and the other travels downwards and up inside your oversized t-shirt.

You gasp at the sensation when you feel his warm fingers against your bare skin and Jungkook uses it to slip his tongue inside your mouth. As you glare at the way he just cheated, you can feel him smirk into the kiss.

His tongue explores your mouth and you respond just as eagerly matching him with a caress for caress and thrust for thrust. He spreads his hand completely on the bare skin of your waist and uses his other hand to do the same and finds out that one of his hands is large enough to cover almost all the around.

The contrast of his warm skin against yours and his lips on yours is almost overwhelming as you forget everything except him. You take in each and every detail as you also kiss him fiercely, pouring all the feelings you can't convey using words into the kiss.

Soon, the need for air separates you, and you both gasp to take huge lungfuls of air. Smiling at each other, you join your foreheads together and he says,

"I didn't know. I wish I knew earlier so I would have acted upon it…"

Sighing you say,

"I didn't either…"

Looking into each other's eyes you ask at the same time,

"Don't leave me?"

" Don't leave, please? "

As he chuckles and you offer a tiny smile, you say

"Never" and he says

"I Won't."

Cold air enters the room through the windows and you shiver as you feel the warmth of his hands still enveloping your waist. Your face turns crimson and you are no longer bold enough to look him in the eyes as he gives you a tiny smirk on the way to try to hide your cheeks using his shoulders.

Chuckling he says,

"You know, I always imagined this moment but never ever had my imaginations matched this reality. It can't even compare to how I'm feeling right now with you in my arms. I feel like I just achieved something great."

Lifting your face, you give him a serious look before you smirk and say, "I know. But now, just shut up and kiss me."

Returning your smirk with his he says,

"Gladly."

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If you ask me what inspired me to write this, it's a clip from his live where he talks about how much he hates maths.

Have a good day.

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