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bangchansimpxo · 4 months

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Bad Kiss [Part 1]

Part 2

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, suggestive

summary: your cousin yoongi's former roommate jungkook witnesses your first kiss with a potential love interest and has some thoughts to share.

cw: minor swearing, suggestive content

~originally posted on AO3~

jk's not really as much in this part i'm sorry bear with me, i'll probably put the next part up tmrw

You entered the code into the keypad, pushing the door in after a soft click to reveal the modest apartment. Your cousin Yoongi had one roommate whom you’d never met. They’d been friends in college and reconnected when Yoongi ate dinner at the restaurant he managed. Said roommate was in the process of moving out and agreed to let you start moving in before he was fully out.

Your job was two hours away from your old apartment. It hadn’t been an issue for a while because you could do most of your design work remotely, but management was making a push for more in person attendance at the office. Hence, the need to move. Luckily your cousin Yoongi had mentioned his roommate was moving out from the apartment that was 10 minutes from your office. You told him you were interested and now here you were.

“Yoongi,” you called into the empty apartment, shutting the door behind you.

Your ever-exhausted cousin shuffled into the common space in a rumpled t-shirt and baggy grey sweats. He greeted you with a tired grunt, his hair ruffled in a way that said he’d just gotten out of bed. He took your duffle bag and suitcase from you, leaving you with only your backpack. He shuffled back the way he came with your only option being to follow him.

“Good morning to you to,” you said with a chuckle.

Yoongi swung the door open to what would be your new bedroom. It was a simple room but it had enough space for sleeping and working which was all you ever did anyway. You’d shipped your bed, desk, and dresser earlier and someone had already set them up. The boxes you’d also sent earlier that month were sitting in the center of the room.

“Jungkook moved your stuff in here,” Yoongi finally said, “He kinda just copied his old format but if you want to move anything around, I can help.”

“He speaks!” you said, earning a swat on the back of the head from your cousin. “I kinda like it though,” you added smiling at the room. Your bed sat in the corner farthest from the door, your desk facing the window and dresser in the corner by the closet. You walked over to the window, pulling back the floor length black out curtains to let in the natural light.

Yoongi groaned and shielded his eyes, his pale complexion indication of how much he liked the sun. Yoongi spent long hours inside. He worked from home more days than not, his much larger bedroom converted into half sleeping quarters-half studio for his music production. The man could go for weeks without leaving the apartment.

“If you want to go furniture shopping we can steal Jungkook’s car,” he said, “He’s coming over later to pick up more of his stuff.”

You nodded, taking your bags from him and setting them on the floor of your room.

“Do you need anything else?” he asked, “I wanna go back to sleep.”

You shook your head and laughed, “Go back to bed sleepyhead, I’ll just be unpacking.”

Your cousin left your room with a content sigh, leaving you to load your dresser and set up your desk in peace.

---

A couple hours had passed since you’d started unpacking. You’d almost completely finished your bedroom and bathroom spaces and were now in the kitchen making a list of the things you’d need to buy.

You hummed to yourself softly as you opened the kitchen cabinets to see what Yoongi had and what you’d need to supplement. You were so lost in thought you almost missed the sound of the door opening.

You turned just in time to see the most attractive man you’d ever met come through the door. He was tall and muscular, oozing confidence, with doe eyes and a sharp jawline. His black hair was tousled but still looked stylish, his all black outfit bringing out the silver piercings and jewelry he wore.

“Hi.”

His voice was like honey. Sweet, smooth, something you could get stuck in.

“Hi,” you said a bit breathlessly.

“You must be Y/N.”

“Yes,” you let out a short laugh, “You must be Jungkook?”

Jungkook nodded and flashed a crooked smile, “Nice to officially meet you.”

“Nice to officially meet you too,” you cursed yourself internally for basically parroting back everything he said. “Thanks for moving my stuff into the room.”

“No problem,” he said nonchalantly, he moved into the kitchen stopping across the island from you, “I just set it up like I had it before but if you need any help moving stuff around I can totally do that.”

“Oh no, that’s okay, Yoongi already offered and I kinda like how it’s set up,” you said.

Jungkook pushed his lips together, unbothered, giving you a single nod and glancing down at the journal where you were writing your shopping list.

“So you’re here to pick up your stuff?”

“Yup.” he said simply.

“Do you have a lot left to move?”

“Nah, most of my stuff’s already in my new place.”

“Nice,” you said, twiddling your thumbs awkwardly as a long silence ensued.

Your cousin’s shuffling broke the silence.

Jungkook’s face lit up as his eyes landed on his sleepy friend “Yoongles!”

Yoongi grunted at him. “I’m stealing your car.” he said.

“What?” Jungkook laughed.

“Y/N needs to get stuff.”

“Yoongi, I don’t need to go this second,” you said.

Yoongi gave you a blank look, “but I’m awake now.”

Your eyes widened and you blinked at Jungkook who was equally silent with a bemused grin on his face. He just shrugged at you as he slid Yoongi his keys.

---

Several weeks had passed since you moved in with Yoongi. Jungkook had fully moved out so you saw less of his gorgeous face and sexy tattoo sleeve. But he and Yoongi were friends so occasionally you’d come back on weekends to find Jungkook lounging in the living room.

You were slowly getting into a routine of walking to the nearby local coffeeshop and taking the bus from there to work every weekday. You’d grown attached to the coffeeshop, even sometimes managing to drag Yoongi with you to inject some coffee into his veins on the weekend.

“I don’t understand why you make me come here,” Yoongi groaned into the table, his forehead resting on the wooden surface. “We can make coffee at home.”

“I like the ambience,” you said with a smile, “Not all of us are antisocial vampires.”

Yoongi lifted his head enough to glare at you. You smiled sweetly at him before you heard the barista call out your name.

“I’ll go grab our coffee.”

You hummed to yourself cheerfully picking up the two cups from the counter and smiling at the barista, letting out a quick “thank you”. Your good mood quickly soured, however, when you collided into someone’s hard chest and watched the coffee tumble to the floor.

“Shit! I am so sorry,” a voice said.

“It’s fine,” you said sadly, bending down to pick up the cups and throw napkins on the spill.

“Let me help,” the voice continued, increasing in volume as the owner reached your level.

You locked eyes with a handsome man before his eyes darted down to the spill. He accepted a roll of paper towels from the coffee shop staff and started to clean up the spill. “I’m so sorry, let me buy you a new one.”

He had the cutest eyes. They seemed like the type to form an adorable eye smile whenever he grinned. His hair was dyed a light brown and he was pleasantly muscular. You could almost let go of your annoyance over his spilling your coffee.

“It’s okay,” you sighed, “My cousin was saying he wanted to drink coffee at home anyway.”

“Let me buy you new coffee,” he insisted, “Please.”

You met his eyes, seeing the sincerity in him.

“And you can take it home to drink with your cousin.”

You let out a little laugh, “Okay fine.”

The man went to acquire new coffee for you and your cousin as you went to sit back at your table. Yoongi was watching you with an eyebrow raised, as you sat down.

“What?”

“Is spilled coffee part of the ambience?”

---

It turned out the man who spilled your coffee was also a regular at the coffee shop. You ran into him (not physically) a few more time before you actually spoke to him again.

You turned around one morning, iced coffee in hand when there he was. Reflexively you drew your coffee into your chest. “Please not the coffee,” you said.

The man let out a laugh, “Don’t worry, once was enough.”

You smiled at him and began to move away, thinking the conversation was over.

“Jeno,” he said abruptly.

“Sorry?” you said turning around.

“My name,” he laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “My name is Jeno.”

“Y/N.” you said smiling.

“To be honest, I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while now but I was pretty sure I blew it with the whole coffee spill incident.”

You laughed, “Don’t worry about that, all is forgiven. Yoongi especially liked the extra fruit tart you included.”

He gave you an adorable eye smile and held the door open for you as you both headed out to wait for the bus, “Do you work around here?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you told him, “It’s pretty close to here, what about you?”

“Oh, I’m actually a PhD student.” Jeno said, “The university I study at is a couple bus stops away from here.”

And thus began the start of you and Jeno’s friendship. Each morning you’d get coffee and head to the bus stop together. You sat together on the bus and chatted until he got off at his stop a few stops before yours. You learned he was in the PhD program for physical therapy at a prestigious nearby university but that he was also interested in music. You told him about your graphic design work and about how Yoongi was a part of the music industry. Jeno was easy to talk to. You were introverted, albeit less so than your cousin, but you found yourself comfortable enough around Jeno to look forward to seeing him every morning.

“He’s totally into you,” Yoongi said one day as he flipped through movies on the TV. Jungkook was over again, sitting in an armchair next to the couch.

“We’re just friends,” you scoffed.

Jungkook sat there with a bemused grin, eyes darting back and forth between you and Yoongi, entertained.

“Yeah maybe you see it that way,” Yoongi said, “But he’s into you.”

You rolled your eyes, stealing the remote from him.

“When was the last time you went on a date?” Yoongi asked straight-faced.

“Ew, I am not talking to you about this,” you said, mock gagging.

But truthfully it’d been a while. Since your last boyfriend dumped you on Valentine’s day after almost a full year of dating, you’d been trying to put together the pieces of your broken heart. When you finally felt more yourself you just didn’t have the energy or desire to put yourself out there again. You were happy by yourself. So happy, you hadn’t felt the need to date in over two years. You’d go on an occasional date with a slice of white bread of a man every so often just to appease your nosy aunties. But you’d never attempted to date in earnest in quite a while.

“It’s definitely been a long time,” Jungkook chimed in.

“Who asked you?” you said, glaring at you.

Jungkook just shrugged. “Would you say yes if he asked you on a date?”

Yoongi had stolen the remote back from you and was now completely tuning out the conversation he had started.

“I don’t know,” you answered truthfully. You saw a smirk beginning to form on Jungkook’s face so you snapped out a quick, “Because he’s not going to ask.”

---

When Jeno asked you out the next day you vowed that if you found out Jungkook or Yoongi had somehow tracked him down and coerced him into asking you out you were going to bury them both alive. That aside, you felt like burying yourself aside when Jeno asked to take you to dinner and your response was, “Why?”

Jeno laughed in surprise, “Okay,” he said shifting forward in his bus seat to turn more towards you, “That was better than a rejection I suppose.”

“I’m sorry—” you said quickly, “I didn’t mean—”

“No, no,” Jeno interrupted, “Let me answer, I want to answer.”

You laughed lightly and allowed him to continue.

“You’re cute,” he started strongly. You smirked at him but he kept going, “you’re smart, you’re funny, you’re easy to talk to. I like getting to know you and I want to see if we can take this beyond friendship. So I’m asking you to give it a chance, can I take you out to dinner?”

Jungkook’s teasing words echoed in your head, “Would you say yes if he asked you on a date?”

You hadn’t given it an earnest thought, brushing it off and insisting you and Jeno were both friends. Honestly, you just hadn’t thought about him that way.

But once again Jungkook’s voice echoed in your mind, “It’s definitely been a long time.”

A pulse of annoyance rushed through you thinking of his stupid grin. Jeno was sweet and you enjoyed his company. You did look forward to seeing him every day so, why not give it a shot?

“Okay,” you said.

“Okay?” Jeno asked, looking like a deer in headlights.

“Yes,” you laughed, “Yes, I’d love it if you take me to dinner.”

“Okay,” Jeno said letting out a huge sigh and sinking back into his seat.

“Does tonight work?” he continued.

“Sure.”

“Great, I’ll pick you up at 7.”

So this was happening. Tonight you were going on a date.

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