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You owe me ☆
Mafia!Jungkook x psychologist!reader
Summary: It’s your job to help people, but is he really suffering? At least it’s a case of the crazy and obsessive syndrome.
Warnings: yandere!Jungkook, dub con, guilt tripping, description of murder and crime, mention of stalking, cursing, weapons (one singular gun), mention of male masturbation, descriptive smut, probably wrong use of psychological terms (oopsie)
Wc: 6.9k
A/n: This is my first post on my bts fic blog! If you like it please show your support! Don’t be a silent reader! My requests are open, share your ideas!
Disclaimer: This is 100% fiction. I am in no way saying that this is how any member of bts would act. Nor do I condone the actions detailed in the story. This is purely for entertainment purposes only. If any of the warnings trigger you, or you’re under 18 ¡do not read! I’m not your mother, and I don’t take any accountability for what you decide to read online!
Another disclaimer: I am not a licensed psychologist! Everything related to psychology in this fic is off Google, do not use this to diagnose yourself or anyone else!
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He clutched the gun close to his chest. Hiding it under his pyjamas. His fathers words ringing in the back of his mind. “Your brother is too soft for this industry, but you son, you’re my perfect descendant.”
He walked into his family’s suite. It was dark, except for one light in the living room. His mother sat there head propped up on her hand reading a book.
“What are you doing up so late, baby?”
She asked, putting the book down in her lap and taking off her reading glasses. He looked over at the white sofa placed next to the large windows. His brother was sleeping there peacefully. Not aware of his presence.
“I let your brother sleep in the living room tonight. His nightmares have returned.”
She continued when he didn’t answer her. He slowly turned his eyes towards his mother again.
“Weak.”
He answered lowly. Her look turned concerned.
“Is something wrong, baby?
His eyes continued to stare at her. He didn’t move a muscle, not yet.
“You know I don’t like it when you look at me like that.”
She continued when he yet again didn’t answer. There was a sturdiness to her voice now. The kind of sturdiness mothers have before scolding you. He started smiling. Not in a sweet innocent way. Not in the way 11 year olds should. But in a sinister and dark way. His hand moved out of his pyjamas top. She looked at the object in his hand.
“Drop that gun right now, Jungkook!”
A scream. Three shots. And silence.
15 years later
“Your patient is here.”
Your assistant, Erin, said through the slightly ajar door to your office. You looked up from your lunch. Quickly glancing over at the stationary computer to check the time.
“I don’t have an appointment. Not in another thirty minutes.”
Erin looked back to the waiting room before slowly stepping inside the office. Closing the door quietly behind her. She walked closer to you.
“He’s been sitting here for an hour already. I told him his appointment wasn’t until 1 pm. He just said ‘I know’ and sat down.”
She hurriedly whispered afraid of whoever was sitting out there.
“Please, Erin. Don’t act like he’s crazy. Send him in, I’ll eat later.”
She gave you a look before holding up two fingers. The signal that the two of you created. Working as a psychologist you meet with all sorts of people. Even criminals. The signal signalised that she would call the police if you hit the button that called directly to the front desk.
“Stop it, there will be no need to call the police. He’s harmless.”
“If you say so.”
She shrugged and walked out the door. The next time it opened a familiar figure entered.
“Good afternoon, Doctor.”
“You’re early Mr. Jeon.”
You had been treating Jungkook Jeon for a little over a month now. And you had come to the conclusion that he had PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder. After he had witnessed a series of murders and crimes during his childhood. He was vague about the past, but a few things came out here and there. You only knew about his absent father and that his brother and mother had both been killed. No description of how or when. Which is common at first. It’s hard to re-live your trauma.
“I’m sorry I disturbed your lunch. Just eat, I don’t mind.”
He said as he sat down in the white sofa across your desk. You gave him a small smile as you reached into your drawer.
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll eat after our session.”
You said as you fished his file up and opened it on you desk. You quickly read your notes from the last session as you continued talking.
“How are you doing? Still having nightmares?”
You looked up from the file maintaining eye contact as he answered your question.
“Sometimes, but not as often as before. I dream of you instead now.”
His eyes never left yours as he bit his lip, playing with his piercing he had there. You nodded.
“How often do you dream about me? And what are the dreams about?”
You asked as you scribbled it down in your notes.
“Every now and then they occur. Especially after our sessions. Or after I read your books. You’re a good writer Dr. y/l/n.”
He started smiling. His smile wasn’t sweet, it was different from how he had smiled at you before.
“As for what they’re about, I don’t think you’d want to know, Doctor.”
You tried concealing your confusion at his last statement. Curiosity taking over you.
“Dreaming about people you frequently surround yourself with is not uncommon. If you don’t like to talk about it we don’t have to. I would just like to know if they’re good or bad dreams.”
He nodded, still not breaking his smile nor the eye contact.
“Oh they’re good, Doctor. Don’t worry.”
You smiled back at him.
“That’s good to know. I’m glad to hear your nightmares are slowly being changed with good dreams.”
It went silent for a moment as you wrote down the good news. When you looked up again he wasn’t looking at you anymore, and for some reason you felt relived. His eyes were big and doe like, and when they focused on you for too long you would sometimes feel uneasy. You wondered so what those eyes had experiences in the past.
“What about your sudden outbreaks, are you able to control your anger better?”
He focused on you again the second he heard your voice. His smile returned.
“Sort of, I’ve been letting out the aggression in the gym, after you adviced me to try to stay active. I’ve started boxing.”
You smiled and nodded, writing down boxing in your notes.
“That’s good to hear. It seems that you’re getting better Mr. Jeon, much b-“
“Jungkook, call me Jungkook.”
He interrupted. You stopped and looked at him for a second.
“And no, I’m not cured. I still need you.”
You slowly nodded.
“Well there is no cure for your diagnosis, it’s a matter of being at peace with living with it. But I can understand that you still have things you would want to talk about. Maybe you would like to open up to me about your past?”
The room grew quiet. His eyes now focused on his hands in his lap. His demeanour changed completely.
“I have told you about my past. If I didn’t you wouldn’t have been able to diagnose me in the first place.”
He answered with a bit of underlaying annoyance. You sighed. Something felt off, but you couldn’t figure out what.
“You have told me some parts yes. If you want to go more in detail you can, I’m not forcing you. As your psychologist I would advise talking about it with me. It could be nice to have an outsiders perspective.”
You said in a soft tone. Trying to get your point across at the same time as being gentle. You didn’t want him to feel pressured or as if he had to say anything. When he didn’t open his mouth you understood you crossed his personal line of what he feels fit for you to know. You spoke after almost a minute with silence.
“It’s fine. You don’t have to. You can think about-“
“You’re a smart one.”
He interrupted you again. His eyes raised to meet yours.
“That’s why I like you. You know to some extent what is going on inside my head. I could never do that. I never know what is going on inside your head. If you think I’m weak or even crazy.”
“I don’t think you’re crazy nor weak. It’s not your job to know what is going on inside my head. But it is my job to know what’s going on inside yours.”
He nodded before patting the sofa seat beside him.
“Come here.”
He simply said. You don’t know why, but you had a bad feeling in your stomach. He was acting differently today, compared to other sessions. Either way you got up from your chair, knowing that doing what he said would get you an insight of what you wanted to know. You slowly walked around your desk and sat down in the small sofa next to him. You crossed your legs trying your best not to get too close to him, but he seemed to man spread even more. Making your thighs touch. You placed your notebook in your lap, ready to write down exactly what he told you. He took a hold of your wrist.
“You’re not writing this down, Doctor. I need your full attention.”
It was the first time he had touched you, beside the first time you met when you shook hands. It made you think that you usually never have any sort of physical contact with your patients. Maybe that’s exactly what they need. What he needs to open up to you. You put your notebook down, and continued holding his hand. He looked down at your hands intertwining. Your smooth small hand was a sharp contrast to his bigger tattooed one.
“Tell me whatever you feel comfortable with telling me.”
You said to get his attention back to reality. He went quiet for a few seconds.
“I grew up in a hotel. It was a nice hotel, four stars, good breakfast. My father was almost never home, I didn’t mind though. I had my mother and my brother there. It was perfect in the beginning.”
He stopped. You looked down at his hand, it was shaking. You started drawing small circles at the back of his hand. Trying to calm him down. He looked down at your hands again.
“One night when I was sleeping I was woken up by a loud bang. The door to our home was broken down. A man entered and started shooting. My brother was still sleeping on the sofa and died instantly. My mother reached her gun and shot the man in the shoulder.”
He looked into your eyes.
“But he shot her in the head.”
You nodded, looking down at the floor. You knew he was looking at you, but you couldn’t meet his eyes in that moment.
“Did you find out who that man was? Why he would do such a thing.”
He went quiet again at your question. His grip on your hand tightened, as if what he was going to say would make you pull away.
“He was a mobster. Like my father. After the incident he trained me as the next leader of his group. I was 11.”
You looked at him. His childhood was worse than you thought, but he wasn’t saying all this as if it was a traumatic experience. It seemed like he was bragging about it. You would have to go through your notes and his file after work to see if there was something you were missing about him. You couldn’t jump to conclusions just yet.
“Thank you for telling me.”
You smiled at him. He looked back at you with those big eyes. You looked at the watch on your wrist. The session was over.
“Look at the time.”
You were about to let go of his hand to get up from the sofa. But he grabbed you harder. Forcing you to sit still.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Jeon. But our session is over-“
“I’ve told you to call me Jungkook.”
“Jungkook, I have other patients today as well. We can continue this next week.”
You tried to assure him. He still didn’t let go.
“I’ve never told anyone about this, and you decide to end the session this quickly?”
You grabbed his hand with your other hand as well.
“You know I usually don’t end sessions like this. But I can’t let my other patients wait. You’re free to sit in the waiting room for as long as you want to.”
He frowned at your comment, but relaxed his hand nonetheless. You got off the sofa and walked to your desk again. Before you could say anything else he got up from the sofa and hastily walked out the door. Slamming it shut behind him.
You had two more patients that day. You waved goodbye to your last patient of the day, a young girl named Olive Thomson who was suffering from severe anxiety, as she walked through the door. You got up from your chair and collected your things. You turned off the computer and the light. You made sure to lock the door as you always do. The only thing you had to do now was say goodbye to Erin by the front desk, and you could go home. You walked into the waiting room.
“Finally.”
You turned to find the owner of the voice, as it was clearly not Erin’s.
“Mr. Jeon what are you doing here?”
You asked as you looked at the man seated in one of the waiting chairs.
“I told him he had to leave, I promise.”
You heard Erin whisper behind you.
“You said I could sit here for as long as I wanted to, Doctor. And please, just call me Jungkook.”
He was clearly upset. You remembered your words from earlier, but you didn’t think he would spend almost four hours just sitting there.
“I did, you’re right. I’m leaving now, Erin will be here for another two hours. But after that we’re closed.”
He got up from the chair.
“I was waiting for you.”
He simply said.
“I’m sorry our session ended so brutally, but I promise we’ll talk about it next week.”
You said and patted his shoulder as you walked past him towards the exit.
“Goodbye, Erin!”
You said as you made your way outside. The wind was cold and you clutched your coat closer to you as you walked towards your car.
“The least you can do is eat with me.”
He had followed you outside. You turned to look at him.
“I’m not that hungry, I just want to go home.”
You was going to open your car door, but his hand suddenly blocked the door. You were about to cuss him out. Tired of his antics.
“You haven’t eaten all day, I hardly doubt that one bite you had for lunch filled you up.”
He sounded threatening, something he had started to do recently.
“I just want to hear your thoughts on what I said. Don’t you think you owe me that? Or do I have to wait a week and dread finding out your opinion of me?”
He was desperate, you could see it. What he was saying was true. He would walk around overthinking for the next week and his health could worsen. You had to take action according to your diagnosis.
“Ok, I’ll eat with you.”
The two of you were sitting at some restaurant. The lights were low and to everyone around you, the two of you looked like a couple on a date. This was obviously not something you would do with your patients, you like to keep things professional. Something about this whole situation felt anything but professional.
“Get whatever you want, my treat.”
He said deeply focused on the menu. You shook your head.
“No thank you, I can pay for my own food.”
You answered.
“I’m the one responsible for you not being able to eat your lunch right? You owe me this meeting and I owe you food. Two birds with one stone.”
You sighed when you didn’t have a rebuttal. The two of you ordered, and the silence grew more and more awkward.
“I’m sorry again, Mr. Jeon I’m-“
“Jungkook. Please y/n! Just call me Jungkook!”
He was clearly upset now. You were a bit taken aback from the sudden use of your first name. He had never called you by your first name before. And the feeling of the professionalism fading away became more apparent.
“I’m sorry. I’ll try to remember your request.”
“Say it. Say my name.”
For some reason you didn’t feel like you had it in you. It felt so strange to call a patient by their name, the same way it felt weird to be called your name by a patient.
“Jungkook.”
You managed to get it out, but you couldn’t look him in the eye saying it. The food luckily came quickly, you were starving. Plus it saved you from whatever he was going to answer. You decided to take the lead. Wanting to stay on track for the actual reason you said yes to join him.
“You said your father was a mobster. Do you know if he’s still living that lifestyle? Do you have any contact with him?”
You asked after taking a big bite of your pasta. Jungkook swallowed before answering your question.
“My father is dead. He’s been dead for 7 years now.”
A question came to mind, but you didn’t know if you dared ask him. You remember he said his father trained him to the life of crime at a young age. For him to take over his fathers legacy. With his father gone he would be next in line to whatever group his father had built. He got the image. Tattoos, piercings, the black clothes. But you couldn’t imagine him being a mafia boss. Maybe it was some sort of stereotype that strong, tough men don’t go to the psychologist. But you were starting to rethink his intentions.
“You’re thinking about something.”
You looked up from your food. He was staring at you.
“Look at you, you do have the ability to understand my mind.”
You said lightheartedly. He chuckled.
“I think you’re brave. Not many people survive the kind of neglect and trauma you’ve experienced in your childhood.”
You said, trying to give him an answer for his entire life story. He nodded and suddenly reached for your hand across the table. You jumped, but didn’t remove your hand. You didn’t want to make a scene with this many people around.
“I’m fine, y/n. I think the only cure I need is you.”
His statement combined with his eyes staring into your soul, gave you chills down your back. Something was off about him. You had to ask. You just had to.
“When your father died, did you…?”
He smiled. The same sinister smile he smiled at you earlier that day.
“I did. I took over his legacy. Me and my father were actually great friends the years before he died. Not that I cared for him. I don’t think I’ve ever cared for anyone in my entire life.”
Another shot of chills froze your body at his statement. You had overlooked it this entire time. His calm demeanour, his tendency to physically violence, his intelligence and charisma and now his lack of empathy. He didn’t suffer from PTSD, he had been lying this entire time.
“At least not until I met you.”
He interrupted your thoughts. You pulled your hand out of his quickly. You took a deep breath trying to compose yourself.
“That’s nonsense. You must’ve cared for your mother.”
He shrugged.
“Not really, she wasn’t exactly the best mother.”
“You don’t really have those nightmares do you?”
You asked, looking at him. It took him a few seconds to answer. Probably contemplating if he should continue his lies or tell the truth.
“I don’t.”
“You didn’t really have a problem with your mother or brother dying either right?”
He let out a small laugh.
“I just told you.”
“Just answer me.”
He poked his tongue into his cheek and leaned forward onto the table.
“What is this? Are you trying to diagnose me, Doctor?”
He said mockingly.
“Answer me.”
You commanded. He sighed and started smiling at you again.
“Everyone has to die at some point. Doesn’t matter when or how.”
You nodded. Your instinct was true.
“You don’t have PTSD, you have ASPD.”
He licked his lips and cocked his head.
“And what does that mean, Doctor?”
“You’re a sociopath.”
He looked taken aback from your bluntness for a second. He probably wasn’t expecting you to crack his code.
“You’ve lied this entire time for your own personal gain. I must admit your acting was really good. But my question is, what do you want?”
He was quiet for a second. You knew he was fighting a war on the inside.
“I really underestimated you y/n. I knew you were smart, but personally I don’t think PhDs make a person smart by default. You’ve really proven yourself to me.”
“My efforts were not made to impress you. You think too highly of yourself Mr. Jeon.”
His gaze switched, you had aggravated him. Not only by calling him by his last name, but by attacking his self image.
“Why don’t you come home with me, we can continue our conversation there.”
You shook your head, and arranged the cutlery neatly by the side of your half empty plate.
“I do not go home with patients, and I definitely do not go home with mobsters. You have already challenged my professionalism by taking me out to eat.”
He smirked.
“What if I stop being your patient? In all honesty I don’t really need your advice, Doctor.”
You grabbed your bag and got up from your seat.
“In all honesty I think you do. We will continue this conversation in my office next week. Good night Mr. Jeon.”
With that you walked away from the table. Not looking back.
The next few days you were on edge. Constantly overthinking everything that had happened that day with Jungkook. You almost wanted to call in sick. Terrified of what would happen next. But regardless of that you had to continue working. You couldn’t let your other patients get affected by whatever was going on with you. You said goodbye to Mrs. Humphrey. An elderly woman that had fallen into depression after her husband had passed. Once the door closed you fetched your lunch out of your bag. You didn’t feel like eating, but you knew you had to. If not your energy would be drained at the end of the day. After the first bite you started hearing noises outside. Erin was almost yelling outside your door. You stood up, wanting to investigate what the commotion was. Before you could take one step the door swung open. And there he stood, your nightmare for the last couple of days.
“I told him you were busy, Dr. y/l/n! I told him he couldn’t enter!”
Erin said hopelessly behind him. He was soaking wet from the rain. His hair plastered itself to his forehead. And his black shirt did the same to his abdomen. He didn’t move, he was just staring at you with a furious look in his eyes.
“It’s fine, Erin. I’ll handle this.”
Erin looked at Jungkook worriedly before looking back to you. She held up two fingers. You nodded, and she left.
“Sit.”
You said, as you yourself sat down behind your desk. He closed the door behind him, but didn’t sit down. He continued to lure near the door.
“You interrupt my lunch again, I don’t want this to become a habit.”
“Please, spear me the bullshit.”
He said, and you went quiet. Wanting him to say whatever he came here for.
“How did you do it?”
He said after some time. You looked confused at him. Not understanding what he was referring to.
“Did what?”
You asked in almost a sharp tone. You were annoyed. He let out a small laugh, it almost sounded like a sneer.
“You’re cute when you’re angry with me.”
He started slowly walking towards you.
“But I need to know how you did it, y/n.”
He stopped once he reached the end of your desk. You looked up at him.
“What did I do?”
You ask again. He puts his palms on the table and lean closer to you. You don’t move, trying to prove to him and yourself that you’re not scared.
“You figured out a side of me I never understood I had. If I, the person that’s bearing this disease didn’t know. How come you knew?”
You leaned back in your seat and crossed your arms. He was clearly distressed. Maybe even more than what you had been for the last days. And for some reason it pleased you.
“I told you, this is what I do. This is my job.”
You could tell he was conflicted in what to do next. You could practically see the way the wheels were turning inside his head. But eventually he sat down.
“I studied the human mind for six years to be able to understand things not even you are aware of.”
He scowled at you as you talked to him in a harsh tone.
“I’ve done research, and I’ve written books about this, that you have read may I add. What made you think that I wasn’t capable?”
He didn’t answer. The two of you just stared at each other.
“This is not a session, I demand answers, Jungkook.”
His eyes lit up when he heard his name fall off your tongue.
“Like I said, I underestimated you.”
He answered short.
“You didn’t answer my other question.”
You stated. He looked confused at you.
“The question from the other night. What do you want?”
He started laughing. You did not find it funny, and watched him as his fit of laughter died down.
“Y/n, you can’t be serious! You’re telling me that you were able to diagnose me with some bullshit, while I was pretending to be something else. But you’re not able to see the fact that I want you.”
The room got quiet. For the first time in a long time you felt completely speechless. He moved to get up from the sofa, but stopped the second he saw you roll your chair further away from him. He could tell you were afraid now, there was no point in acting tough.
“Come here.”
He said with a smirk and patted his thigh this time. There was still fight in you though.
“You’re disgusting.”
You uttered. He sneered at your comment.
“You’ve exploited me for your own satisfaction this entire time.”
You looked strictly at him, as he sighed.
“What was I supposed to do? You’re constantly on my mind. Day and night. And it’s awful!”
“That’s called an obsession.”
“I know what it’s called!”
He bit back. You went quiet, waiting for him to give you more information.
“The only way I can get a break is after i come to the thought of you. It usually takes around three times until I’m too tired to think of you.”
You couldn’t hide your disgust from your facial expression anymore. Looking at him as if he was a rat on the street.
“And then I thought if that helps, the real deal would help even more.”
He got up from the sofa now. You stayed seated, your hand slowly moving across your desk towards the telephone.
“I need you, y/n.”
You broke eye contact and looked down to hit the right number for the front desk. Jungkook quickly understood what happened and pushed the stationary phone off the desk. It fell to the floor with a bang, breaking it on impact. You got up quickly, wanting to distance yourself from him.
“How did you know? About the phone, about me. We never met before our sessions. Why? I don’t understand.”
You blurted out in pure stress of the situation. He smiled as he started walking towards the side of the desk. You walked the other way, wanting to keep the desk between the two of you. He chuckled.
“You’re cute when you’re confused too.”
You continued walking backwards. Trying to keep as much distance from him, while he tries to close it.
“I’ve followed you for a long time, baby. A very long time.”
The two of you had walked an entire round around the desk now. He jumped down onto the sofa again. His hand gracing the sofa cushions beside him.
“Do you want to know the full story?”
You knew what he was hinting at. Your entire body was screaming not to get anywhere near him. But you needed to know. He didn’t have anything to hold back now, you were certain he would tell you the truth. So you walked towards the sofa, carefully sitting down beside him. You took a second to compose yourself before looking at him. Signalising that’s you were ready. He smiled.
“I have known you since we both were children. Your father was my brothers shrink. He´s the one that had PTSD. I saw you for the first time in the hotel lobby after your father had finished his session with my brother. You were maybe 6 and sat there for so long, waiting for your father to return. When I saw you, I knew we were meant to be. We were soulmates. And for the first time in my life I felt something for someone.”
He grabbed your hand. You quickly out of reflex tried to wiggle yourself out of his grip. He tugged your hand harshly towards him and your entire upper body followed. Without your hand to catch you, you fell straight into his chest. His other hand sneaked around your waist as you composed yourself.
“Let me go.”
You said annoyed, placing your hand on his chest to keep a distance.
“If you want to hear the rest, you have to play by my rules, baby.”
His eyes focused on your lips as he whispered to you. You shook your head.
“I don’t need to know the rest. I can make out the sob story on my own. Boy falls in love, boy doesn’t get girl.”
He shook his head and let go of your waist. You quickly sat back up, brushing off imaginary dust from your lap.
“You should show me some respect.”
He said with a serious tone. You rolled your eyes and crossed your eyebrows.
“I’m not scared of you.”
He chuckled at your comment, placing his hand around the back of the sofa.
“I don’t want you to be scared of me either. I just think that you should show the man you owe your life to some respect.”
He touched your shoulder, drawing small circles on your jumper.
“I don’t owe you anything.”
He smirked.
“Oh, but you do. I made you the person you are today. Without me you wouldn’t be here.”
You sighed tiredly at him.
“You’re unbelievable.”
You got up from your seat and walked back to your desk. Starting to pack up your stuff. You were so done with him. He needed help, but you would no longer treat him. You decided as much.
“I need to get out of here, if you’re not gone when I’m back I’ll call the police.”
You put your bag over your shoulder, ready to walk away.
“How did you get into Yale, Doctor?”
He asked out of the blue. You stopped in your tracks.
“What? Why?”
He shrugged.
“Just seems so weird that someone with your grades would be able to attend any Ivy League school. Don’t you agree?”
You went quiet. Not knowing where he wanted this conversation to go.
“And don’t you think it’s weird how you always got A’s even when you were out partying instead of studying?”
You thought back to the years when you were studying. You originally did only apply to Yale just because your father went there. You didn’t think you actually was going to make it, because your grades were mediocre.
“What are you saying?”
“You have no idea how many people I had to blackmail to get you there. How many men I had follow you constantly. How many professors I had to bribe to make them give you a good grade. I’ve spent millions on you, y/n!”
Your mind was racing. You didn’t understand anything. Was your entire life a lie?
“I have to give it to you. Your first book made it without my help. But when you came out with your second book, and it wasn’t a success right away. I bought almost half the copies and payed a hefty amount of money to make it a New York Times best seller.”
You dropped your bag in awe. What he was saying made a lot of sense. You started rethinking every significant moment in your life. Wondering if he was behind it all. He got up from his seat and started moving towards you. But this time you didn’t step back. You let him come close to you.
“I’ve done so much for you, baby. Why are you so ungrateful?”
You looked up at him. He was now standing right in front of you. So close that you could almost feel his breath on your skin.
“I didn’t ask you to do any of this. You can’t keep me in debt for something I-“
You struggled with continuing the sentence. The reality of his words hit you, and your tears threatened to spill.
“It’s ok, baby. I’m not asking for much, considering what I’ve given you.”
He whispered calmly. His hands found your waist. He took one step closer to you and placed his forehead against yours.
“All I want is you, right here on this sofa, showing me how grateful you are.”
You couldn’t hold your tears in anymore, letting them slowly drip down your cheeks. One of his hands abandoned your waist to wipe away the hot tears on your cheek. You looked into his eyes as he continued to hold your face.
“If I do it, will you leave me alone?”
His eyes focus on your lips and how close you were. He had never been this close to you.
“I can never leave you. You’re my soulmate.”
He simply answered. You looked down at the floor.
“Jungkook, you’re delusional. You have to stop.”
“How can I stop? Huh? You’re the only one that matters in my life!”
You continued looking at the floor, even when he pushed himself off you in his fit of rage.
“I fucking love you!”
You shook your head, looking up at him this time.
“You don’t love me! You don’t even know me! You’ve created this illusion in your head that we are meant to be, but we’re not!”
You yelled back at him angrily.
“You’ve interfered in my life when I didn’t ask you to! You don’t have the right to do that!”
“And where would you be without me?”
He argued back.
“You act like you don’t care! But you know that without my help you wouldn’t be anything. You would’ve been a nobody.”
His words stung. What he was saying was the truth. The hard truth. You would have never made it to college. Never gotten this job. Never been a successful author. Never followed in your fathers footsteps and made him proud. You heard Jungkook sigh.
“I’m sorry baby, but it’s the truth.”
He said dejectedly. You took a deep breath. Realising what you had to do.
“I’ll do it.”
You simply said and met his eyes.
“I’ll have sex with you once, but after this I need you to stop.”
“Baby-“
“Listen to me! I’ll find you another psychologist. I want you to go to there and get help. When your treatment is over-“
You stopped for a second. Contemplating if you wanted to commit to the promise you were about to make.
“I’ll meet you again. To talk. I can’t promise you more than that.”
His eyes lit up and he swiftly lifted you in a hug. Letting out small sounds of excitement and shaking you around a little. You couldn’t help but smile at his boyish action. After a moment he put you down again, but continued to hold your waist.
“I’ll do whatever you say, baby. I’ll do anything for you.”
Your hands found his strong chest. You kept the eye contact, but your eyes couldn’t help but flick down to his lips for a split second. And that’s all he needed to kiss you. It started slow, but quickly got hotter. Your hands slid around his neck, unconsciously pulling him deeper into the kiss. He stepped backwards. You were taken aback by the sudden movement, but followed his lead. He guided the two of you to the sofa. The same sofa he had sat in every time he came to your sessions. He broke the kiss to jump down on the sofa. He looked up at you with nothing but lust in his eyes. He had been waiting for this for many years, and finally he had you. He reached out for you as you straddled his lap, feeling his already hard cock between the fabric of your trousers. His hands moved down to your ass. Grabbing it the second he had a chance, and letting out a satisfied groan. You reached down to the hem of your top and pulled it off.
“You’re so fucking hot.”
He said with half lidded eyes as he watched your bare skin. You smirked at his comment and reached for his shirt as well. He lifted his back off the sofa to help you get it off. Once it was off you started examining his tattoos. Tracing his arm with your finger all the way up to his shoulder. You stopped once you saw the little circular scar. Your entire body froze as you remembered his words from your last session. “My mother reached her gun and shot the man in the shoulder. But he shot her in the head.”. He looked at you confused for a second, before he looked at his shoulder where your eyes were glued. He understood what you were thinking.
“You killed your family.”
You said and looked back at him. He was already shaking his head.
“The man was you. You killed them.”
You tried to get up from his lap, suddenly scared of the killer you were straddling. But he held you down with a strong grip.
“Baby calm down, let me explain.”
You continued to struggle. Not listening to his words.
“Y/n!”
He suddenly screamed. Getting your attention. He sighed.
“I didn’t kill them.”
“I don’t fucking believe you.”
You started struggling again, now hitting his chest as well. He quickly flipped the two of you. Pushing you down onto the sofa with his own body weight. Holding your wrists harshly.
“So what if I killed them? It doesn’t take away from the fact that you still owe me this!”
He looked dangerous on top of you like that. A single tear fell down the side of your cheek. He was right yet again. He kissed you tenderly. It was a sharp contrast to the tone in his voice.
“You still owe me your body.”
He started kissing down your neck. Eagerly taking one of your boobs in his hand. His crotch grinded against you for a second before you heard him curse under his breath.
“I’ll have to taste you another time. I can’t fucking wait any longer to be inside you.”
He started working on your jeans. Ripping them off in a hasty speed together with your panties. He quickly loosened his belt and repeated the action on himself. His cock sprung free, but you weren’t able to look at it for more than a second before he lifted your legs over his shoulders and pushed into you. The two of you moaned in unison. He was big, but he took little to no time for you to adjust, as he started thrusting into you with brutal force.
“You’re so fucking tight.”
He moaned, stopping his motion to spit on your pussy. Using it as lubricant. He continued quickly after. Moans and heavy breathing filled your office as the two of you strived to reach your orgasms. He reached down and started rubbing your clit. Almost overstimulating you.
“I’ve waited for this for so long, baby. You feel better than I ever imagined.”
You felt a familiar knot building in your lower stomach. The rapid speed of his hands and the stretching of his cock making you come closer to release quicker than ever.
“I need to come inside you. I need to fill you up, baby.”
You nodded. Not knowing or caring what you said yes to. You were already on cloud nine and needed him to continue whatever he was doing.
“Say my name.”
You understood he was close, and you were too.
“Jungkook!”
You moaned as your orgasm washed over you. You legs clenched around him, and your hands found his arms. Digging your nails into his skin. He came the second he heard his name escape your mouth. He let you ride out your orgasm, before he fell on top of you. You felt his breath go back to normal as he nuzzled into your neck. The two of you laid there in serenity for a while. Just feeling each others heartbeats and listening to each others breathing.
He would do as you told him. He would go see someone. He would do whatever it took to have you like that again. He would never let you go. You owed him this after all.
Thank you for reading! Do you want to read more?
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jungkook recs
main masterlist
pls remember to reblog if you like any of my recs❤️
e.r means established relationship
disclaimer: if you came back to read that one fic you liked but can´t find it, its bc the link wasn´t working anymore so I deleted it :/
yandere / mafia / bad boy
bloody love - smutty, king jk, evil jk, obsessed jk, posessive jk, blood thirsty jk like fr, he honestly loves bathing in the blood of those who did him wrong in his eyes, reader is lgb. this is an on going series but I´LL BE DAMNED IF IT ISN´T THE BEST THING I´VE READ in a minute!!, the writing its so captivating, not a single dull or boring moment, i can´t wait for the next part tbh
romantic dreams - yandere!jungkook, tattoo artist jk, boxer!jk, UGHH ITS GOODDD, he´s so toxic frfr, namjoon is sick of his ass lmao, totally obsessed with reader, jealous and possesive af, he´s crazy sdlfjs but i´m into it
toxic noona - yandere!noona, toxic controling relationship, jk is a victim, he´d rather die than leave, reader likes to make him cry, manipulation
crafting new memories - yandere!jk FR, stockholm syndrome, jk kiddnaped reader and fucks her while making her watch herself on the news,,,her own missing sign
twin flame bruise - twin!jk, jeon jeongguk and jeon jungkook, they look the same but are opposites, the one thing they have in common is you. it´s an on going series but I like how the plot is vvv different from what we´re used to
yours insanely - yandere!jk, serial killer jk, detective!reader, he kills women who look like you
darknet - yandere!jk, the internet is scary, human trafficking, jk is scary dangerous, it´s a LOT, just wow
who is in control? - yandere-ish, lawyer!jk, posessive jk, obsessive jk, toxic relationship, stalking, manipulation, secret relationship, he´s cray-cray
hybrid au / soulmate au / super hero au / alien au
his bunny - smut, fluff, bunny hybrid reader, fem reader, clingy reader
bunnytalk - bunny hybrid jk, owner reader, jk is a sad bunny bc reader won´t return his feelings but it´s all just a misunderstanding
night vision - e.r, alien!jk, suggestive, lowkey smut, bunny hybrid reader, jk has tentacles ,,,,,nothing else to say, flirty fluffy jk, this is dIFFERENTTTT i love it
closer - smut, step siblings au, noona reader, yandere!jk, jk is obsessed with him older step sister, WHEWWW this is intense, very detailed, loved it
slice of life / university au / idol jk
soju - fluff, shy baby hubby jk, reader cooks him his fav meal and he basically looks at her with heart eyes, i love it
you make him go crazy - fluff, idol!jk, slight angst, multiple scenarios, reader is constantly making him go nuts, he is STRESSED lmao, it´s cute anyways, reader is kind of a careless brat but jk wouldn´t have it any other way
you wear his clothes - fluff, thing is...HE gives you his clothes, he´s so boyfriendd
all my fault - angst, fluffy end, hubby jk, in which you pass out after an argument and find him crying when you wake up
call me soon - summer break up, strangers to fwb to lovers, obsessed jk
screw up; over wine - finance major jk x model!reader, first date drabble, he is really into reader so he takes her to a fancy pricey wine and dine but guess wHAT.. he is broke lmao so he straight up PANICS, lowkey highkey secondhand embarrasment but it´s jk so it ends in a cute way
kiss me better -angst, jerk jk, mean jk, misunderstanding, manhandling, he is crying bc he assumed she was cheating but he was sooo wrong, now he is begging, crying, throwing up,,, they make up anyways, its angsty in a satisfying way
you´re leaving me - angst af, hubby!jk, daddy!jk, he found divorce papers after an argument and thought the worse, he starts going crrrazy but as always, it´s a happy ending
snowball - fluff, angst, crack, implied E2L, flashback from their college days. this is part of an upcoming series, and I already love it bc wdym it was lovE at first sight?? galaxy in his eyes, artsy space love talks, fireworks exploding in his chest bc ur giggles are his fav soundddd and everything?? I am HERE for it. he lit spaces out, brain dead, no other thoughts but youyouyou and your pretty self
you´re sleepy but you promised you´d go grocery shopping with him - e.r, its cuteeeee
movie night monday -fluff, e.r, he is impatient lmao, clingy cuddly loving fluffy jk
couple questions with vogue - fluff, e.r, idol!jk, supermodel!reader, I LOVE THISSSS, he is the best boyfriend/fiancé soon to be hubby EVER UGHHHH its so cute
devoted to trouble - fluff, lil angst, smut, comedy, spiderman!jk au inspired by seven??? a masterpiecE. the world finds out he is spiderman but he dgaf bc he only cares about you, #pininggg, reader playing hard to get, man i love tHIS
show you what devotion is - boxer!jk, ballerina!reader, fluff, angst. you´re like his safe place, it´s giving exes to wannabe lovers, they deff like each other and jk wants to eat her uP but he´s wants it to be romantic and stuff, idk idk I liked itttt
you surprise him for his birthday - he´s so boyfriendddddd, this is so wholesome and cute
he can´t sleep bc he loves you so much - now THIS makes me want to drink bleach and die bc of how cute it is, THEY ARE SO IN LOVEEEE, there´s a lot of giggling, a lot of praising, a lot of disgustingly sweet loving talk after sex :´)))))) its such a good read i promise
fighting heart - boxer!jk, fluff, angst, he´s so stressed sldfkj, reader gets in a small accident and jk went crazy when a nurse answered your phone
make a wish - fluff, little smut, best friends to lovers, reader is so sweet, birthday surprise, jk shoots his shot, he only wants to spend his birthday with you
daft pretty boy - basketball cap!jk, classmates to lovers ig, see he´s smart but when he´s with you he gets nervous and forgets how to exist, he lowkey confesses and he´s sraightforward with itt, he´s got a hUGE crush on you lmao
ride - strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, jk is a fucc boy on campus, reader has tattoos and rides the coolest bike, jk has an instant crush, love at firts sight i would say, got him blushing and sweating lmao, this is an on going series but I KNOW it´ll be gREAT, I love it already
in your arms - e.r, fluff, smut, morning secs, waking up by his side for the first time after moving in
encore - game designer!jk, he is cool af, has a fat crush on reader, this is just the teaser of the fic but I really like it
crave you - idol!jk, crack, smut, fluff, hispanic choreographer reader, texting, taejikook, jk is HORNY but he´s a softie too, he´s got a big big fat crush, strenght kink bc we all know he can throw her around like a ragdoll
pretty girl - smut, tattoo artist!jk, chubby reader, THIS IS ITTTTT, he´s tall, dark and handsome, flirty af too, "pretty girl" stFUUUU, they both want to fuck so he shoots his shot at the tattoo appointment
easy - angsty, fuckboy jk, bet!trope, jk plays you so he can get his rent paid, i read this one a lawwngg time ago and decided i was an angst loving hoe
Inevitable - angst, fluff, smut, lovers to exes to lovers, baseball player!jk, dad!jk, parents au, you break up with jk years ago after you got pregnant bc you wanted him to follow his dreams and now he´s back home just to find out there´s a boy who looks just like him.. this is a masterpiece, honestly one of THEE best jk series out there, it has it all fr, the angst is angsty and the fluff is FLUFFY, i love it sm i´ve read it 3 times and never get tired of it
finish line -fluff, nerdy!jk, racer!jki loooooveee itttttt, so cute, so fluffy, this blurb uGHHHHH, just read the whole thing pls
ungodly hour - crack, smut, fluff, college au, broke college student!reader, lowkey slutty!reader, jk is thirsstttyyyyy, simping atp, "who´s dick do i have to suck for a hulu account?" this series is honestly so funny ksjakskjs
ceo au / sugardaddy au / rich bf au / coworker au
Over The Odds | The Confession - ceo jk, sugardaddy jk, jealous bf jk, sugar baby reader, he gets mad and yells bc he is lowkey insecure of her ex but reader is equaly in love. this is a series
wrong time - smut, angst, dilf!jk, ceo!jk, exes to lovers, workaholic as a scape mechanism, the one that got away type of stuff but she broke things up first for valid reasons, big big heartache but she´s still the love of his life
don´t blame me - sugar daddy!jk, ceo!jk, soft yan!jk, obsessive!jk, student!reader, unhealthy behavior on his part, manipulative behavior on her part, jealousy on both parts, he goes a lil too far but reader is bitchy and annoying, he lit gives her everythinggg she asks for, the man is..creazy about her in a very unhealthy way and she takes advantage of that, toxicc
failed quickie - cowerker jk, suggestive, they´re about to fucc on an elevator but it didn´t work, he likes his hair pulled!!1!
someone older -smut, ceo jk, divorced jk, 30 something yo jk, taehyung has a kid, younger oc, its a nice read, would do it again
break up au / cheating au / fuckboy au
night after night - smut, angst, crack, fluff, semi-retired fuckboy jk, red flag jk, stalker jk, break up au, lovers to exes to lovers, he fucked around and found out so he is FREAKING ouT, also he is beggING okk.. we love that, he also has a Harley bc he is bad boy™, they make up anyways bc he is pussy whipped.. or in love, whatevs you wanna call it
seven plus one - smut, angst, they break up for like a week and that shit got him SIMPING fr, standing under the rain begging and stuff, the man is obsessed, we love it
what could've been - smut, angst, rockstar jk, fuckboy jk, ex gf oc, he breaks her heart then leaves to become world famouse, the sees her again, they fuck, he wants to get back together bc he´s still in love but she does´t want him like that
pwp / fwb
woof, woof, woof - smut, angsty, kinda E2L, jealousy, toxic relationship, teasing , unprotected sex
you good?? - drabble, smut, "what if you gave jungkook head?" is righT bc i´ve been thinking about it for a min!!! he is mean ok yall know he is a brat buT, the head is too good to do all that, the man was shaKINg for godssakeee, so good he had to answer with a thumbs up bc reader drained him fr, left him so brain dead he couldn´t even speak
afterglow - smut, fwb!jk, slight possessive!jungkook, dirty talking, degrading nicknames, but he cares ok, he´s trying to get out of the friend zone
every side of you - very pwp, he is a rough sex loverrr, he compares readers moans with angelic melodies like??? he´s so romantic like that, but also: degrading dirty talk, he is rouGH alright, straight up clingy bf after sex, sweet loving talk + cute cute aftercare, he is just pERFECT
come sit on my lap - pwp, lots of praisingg, they way this is written is good yall, "use me" , “so polite” shUT UPPPP im literally blushing, AND he is also cute at the end?? i hate it heREEEE :´)
birthday gift - honoring his 26th birthday with this masterpiece, he like to talkkkk ok?? dirty talk, degrading nicknames kinda talk, "dumb bitch" kinda talk, growling while he calls you names, i was shook fr
he has a lot of cum - boyfriend!jk, the title I- , he DOES have a lot of cum, lots of stamina, lots of everYTHING, and on toP of those small details, wdym he wants to see how many times he can cum in you before it´s too full and it starts to spill????? somebody stop this man
riding jungkook´s nose - we´ve ALLL thought about this, and if you haven´t you´re lying, periodt. pRAISINGGG, he´s in a pussy-drunk frenezy, he likes feeling used, he likes getting his hair pulled, he likes getting his face wET, it´s sickenINGGGG goreaditplease
fucking in the gym - this was inspired by that one pic of him and jimin with their back out, I SEE THE VISION, fucking with ceiling mirrors
wicked - smut, incubus!jk, big big corruption kink, lots of dirty ploting and dirty talk, yupppp this is a good one, so detailed, love me a fic that lit makes me see what i´m reading
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Reading recommendation (Jungkook Only) (pt.2)
Jungkook reading recommendation (pt.1)
(F): fluff, (S): Smut, (A): Angst
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ONE SHOTS:
Cherry popped (S) (F) (Virgin!Jungkook x soft Domme!Reader)
Night vision (S) (F) (Alien!jungkook Bunnyhybrid!reader)
Summary: Jungkook just loves to show you off- because while everyone on his planet might get to look at you, he gets to touch and love you in private.
Jealously (S)
Summary: All of this over a fucking perilla leaf!?
Please, noona (S) (Switch!jk)
Summary: You knew he loved it though.. He loved feeling helpless underneath, being nothing but a plaything for you.
My name is 01001010 01001011 (S) (F) (Alien!Jungkook! x Human!Reader)
Summary: “So you’re a human?” The alien that looked and acted like a human asked. The only difference between him and you was that he had two upside down triangles starting from his jaw going down under his shirt. Also, he was huge. “I’m talking 8 foot tall” huge.
My name is JK (S) (F) (Alien!Jungkook! x Human!Reader) (Sequel of My name is 01001010 01001011)
Man Eater Hunting (S)
Summary: Namjoon’s never very aware of what he says when he’s drunk, and this time is no exception to that rule. Unknowingly, Joon creates a chain of events that lead to his youngest member actively chasing his best friend. All under the pretense that you’re an untouchable, unpleasable, man eater. 
Sweet (S)
Summary: In which Jungkook just wants to be good for you.
Cherry (S)
Summary: Jungkook has a crush on you and he does everything to conquer your heart (like eating your pussy whenever and wherever he feels like it).
Jungkook’s Christmas Bonus (S)
Summary: CEO Y/N finds Jungkook working in the office just as late as she is. After he offers to walk her home, she offers him a special Christmas present.
At Your Service (S)
Fuck me forever (S)
Summary: You’re busy studying but kookie wants to play. Really bad.
Deja vu (S) (Stalker!Jungkook)
Summary: Your childhood best friend is all grown up.
Agora hills (S)
Summary: “love it when he hit and smack, too, baby lemme lick on your tattoos,”
Sleepyhead (F)
Summary: You fall asleep during class next to the uni heart throb jeon jungkook, will you fall in love as well?
Rented hearts (F)
Summary: Jungkook’s friends peer pressure him into renting a girlfriend for the evening. of course, jungkook’s only doing it to prove a point - that rent-a-girlfriend schemes DO NOT work. but when you show up for the date, jungkook’s resolve begins to waver.... 
Miss. Vagabond (S) (F)
Summary: Jungkook has fallen for one of his online friends. You two had promised each other not to look each other up when you started playing games all those years ago... but he'd know your voice in an instant, including in the drink isle of his local supermarket.
Please please PLEASE! (tsundere yn, begging, manipulate kook)
Summary: He’s a determined man, and he knows a magical word, please.
Laundry fairy (S)
Summary: Your hot downstairs neighbour comes over to help you with your laundry because you are too lazy to do it. Your laundry however won't be the only thing getting shaken up.
Domestic fairy
Summary: Jungkook is a simple guy, he sees you ironing his shirts and he gets all excited. Alternatively: Doing domestic stuff with you makes his heart race and his dick hard, he just can’t help it.
Wet dream (S) (F) (Sub!jk Dom!yn)
Summary: Jungkook lets out a breathy moan, fisting the sheets. His breathing doesn’t calm down after he made the sound, his eyes race behind his eyelids. You know what that means and it turns you on so much. Your touch was enough to help Jungkook have a wet dream. Your sweet bunnyboy is getting fucked in his dreams while in reality you are the one helping him with keeping the sensations as realistic as possible. Alternatively: Jungkook wakes after dreaming of getting pegged, only to realise that his dream is quite literally his sweet reality.
Coming home (S) (Sub!jk Dom!yn)
Summary: Jungkook returns from a work trip, which kept you away from each other for three long weeks. He seeks comfort in the fact that he can finally fall asleep next to you again. Come morning however, those giddy feelings turned into fiery desire. It doesn't matter that you are still sleeping. Jungkook missed you and he needs you.
Almonds (S)
Summary: You're having a really shitty day and it ends with Jeon Jungkook cumming on your ass. Oh, some stuff happens in the middle. You eat some almonds. Yeah.
Flower girl (F)
Summary: You’re in charge of mentoring jungkook, a convict who’s currently doing community service. as time goes by, you grow closer and closer to the man, finding out more about him and his past. jungkook makes you crazy with his small gestures, he makes your cheeks turn the same shade as carnations, he makes you dizzy. most of all, he makes you his flower girl.
Divine Intervention (S) (F) (hurt/comfort)
Summary: “Tell me, Jungkook. Will you worship me tonight with all of you?”. Jungkook summons his beloved goddess, and she seeks to reward his devotion.
Caged bird (S) (A)
Summary: Jungkook was sent by the Ravens of the Black Forest to kill the Queen of the Night Queendom. He hadn’t expected to find love when he climbed the high walls of the Queen’s castle and pressed a sharp blade against her throat.
Choked (S)
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SERIES:
Sleepaway (A) (Yandere!jk) (complete?)
Summary: When a simple girl reaches into the heart of a the new boy, the rest of the campers find themselves in a bloody situation.
Chapters: One, two, three, four, five
Euphoria (S) (A) (F) (Yandere!jk) (On going)
Summary: Jungkook was used to getting what he wanted. He was handsome, disgustingly so, and he knew how to flirt his way in (and out of) danger. He lived for and with his brothers. He didn't know anything but his found family. Still, happening upon you was one of the best decisions he ever made. Now... How to make you realize that your life was missing him as much as his had been missing you.
Chapters: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
Flesh and blood (S) (crack plot) (Zombie!jk) (complete)
Summary: You are living in a society that is just now picking up the scraps that the Great Outbreak left behind after the government killed off the majority of the zombies. Still, some remain, and fear still lies within society’s walls. So imagine your surprise when the very thing you’ve been taught to fear ends up saving your life, showing you that maybe two beating hearts aren't always required when it comes to love.
Chapters: One, two, three
Wanna play you like a game (villian! antagonist! tribe leader jk x princess! y/n.) (On going)
Summary: He looks like an angel but is a devil- well that’s what your kingdom thinks. he is also the blessed leader of “lav”; even a leaf cannot move without his permission but here he was in-front of you on his knees. while the whole village bow to him- he only bows to you. there are two paths presented to you- marry him & return his love or refuse his condition & watch him conquer your father’s kingdom. power is an evil yet tempting apple-and now its in your hands- are you going to take a bite; taste the sweet poison or will you use it to tempt others? its an evil world with evil options.. do you think you can handle him?
Chapters: One, two, three
Choices (A) (mature content) (Werewolf!jk)
Summary: Jungkook finally found her. His mate. His lifelong partner. But she's a human. Does he have to stay with her or can he stick it to whatever and whoever binds mates together and make his own decision?
Chapters: One, two, three, four, five, six
Paradise (S) (Stripper!jk) (on going)
Summary: That sexy man on stage - the one currently giving your friend the lap dance of her LIFE - is your super shy neighbor, Jeon Jungkook?!
Chapters: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen,
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HYBRID ONE SHOT:
Room 109 (S) (Alpha!jk x omega!reader)
Summary: Having Jungkook as your apartment buddy was a lot to get used to. But with one early day, your heat comes up much stronger than usual, and you were desperate for an alpha’s touch. 
Vérités Cachées (S) (F) (Werewolf!jk)
Summary: You try to make an escape from a beast, that you happen to have encountered while on a vacation with your boyfriend.
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YANDERE:
M.I.L.F (S)
Summary: Jungkook can’t help what he wants, and what he wants, is you.
Nothing was gonna stop me (Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior)
Summary: Trying to break up with the Jeon Jungkook was no walk in the park.
Teeth (non-con to dub-con) (S) (A)
Why don’t you love me like I do? (S)
Summary: Jungkook has a camera set up in your room so he can keep you safe.
Numb to the feeling (Dark!Shitty!Jungkook)
Summary: Your in love with the universities star quarterback, yet hes notrious for being a fuck boy. So it would never work. If only you knew the legnths he would go for you.
Do I wanna know (S) (non-con to dub-con)
Summary: “Maybe I’m too busy being yours to fall for someone new. Now I’ve thought it through, crawlin’ back to you,”
Pure (F) (SoftYandere!jk)
Summary: You were gods greatest creation, so irresistible and tempting for a weak lovesick guy like jeon jungkook.
Heartstrings (S) (murder, stalking)
Summary: Head over heels and desperately shy, Jungkook is determined to ask you to be his Valentine’s. 
Destiny (unhealthy relationship) (SoftYandere!jk)
Summary: You can’t say no to him, it’s his birthday after all.
The deepest marks of essence (S) (A) (people dying/killing)
Summary: When you found yourself circled by a tribe, you never thought it would lead you to tap into your deepest wants and desires. You are the oldest child, the example of how one should act at all costs, but if you ever manage to escape this maze and if your story ever becomes told, you’ll never be looked at the same. But it’s hard to regret it when your nights are spent with gentle caresses and starry midnight skies. You got everything you secretly longed for, but at what cost? 
Visions (S) (A) (non-con!)
Summary: You’re convinced by your friends to go to a party and let go of the memories of your ex just for one night. unfortunately for you, jungkook doesn’t want to be let go.
Viceversa (S) (blindfolded/chained reader)
Summary: JK is desperate to reconnect after being ghosted, and resorts to the only option he deems necessary to get your attention... You felt like he used you for a good time and had decided to break contact. Turns out, he’s the one who felt used by you. Why? Because that’s what was the truth all along.
You are my crown (S)
Summary: He doesn't want anybody but you.
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DRABBLES:
In which... (F)
Summary: In which jungkook can’t sleep, and he can’t stop kissing you either.
Yandere Jk kidnap you
Bed, with your name on it! (yan!bunny koo)
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yankpop · 7 months
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Summary: Your sunbaenim is not as innocent as you thought he was.
DISCLAIMER: This is a FICTION work only made for entertainment purposes that includes yandere/dark. I do not support or encourage any type of abusive behaviour. 
Check more: Masterlist.
Female reader
WARNINGS: Manipulation; Power Imbalance; Toxic Industry (and JK). 
AN: Tommorrow I'm going on a one-week vacations so I won't be able to post anything. Hopefully when I get back I might write some more. Let me know what you guys thought of this!
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“No?” 
Jungkook repeats after you, pierced brow slightly raising as he looks at you. His leg bounces up and down, shaking the couch he’s sitting on. 
“Sweetheart, I don’t think you understand this…” he starts and you catch his eyes tracing your body up and down.
His stare makes you uncomfortable and you sneakily cross your arms, hoping to protect a bit of the exposed cleavage. 
“I can help you, okay? Actually, we can help each other mutually.”
His words grab your attention and Jungkook smiles at that, rising from the couch and walking up to you. 
“I’ve seen you practice. The way you dance, how you sing… you’ve got a gift. You’re more than ready to debut, trust me.” he inches closer to you, so close that you need to fight off the impulse to take a step back. 
There’s a gut sinking feeling and you press your lips together. 
“You could help me with… something and in return, I’ll pull some strings." Jungkook places his hands on your arms, rubbing the soft skin up and down. "Talk with the managers and the board. Make you debut faster. Wouldn’t you like that?”
He smiles at you and you gulp down, unsure of what to reply. 
You want to cry. 
Is this really happening to you? There had always been lingering rumors about seniors idols taking advantage of the younger ones but you simply never assumed it could happen to you. The spotlight is never your place, so why should it happen to you. You’re not the best dancer nor the most talented singer.
You’d always rank in second or third place in all the competitions and tests, no matter how hard you tried. Someone else always got the first place, all the compliments and the rewards while you remained with the usual “try harder next time” talk.
Not to mention that you’re not the prettiest trainee. Maybe that’s why you still haven’t debuted. 
But this…
“What do you say, baby? It’s mutual benefit for both of us, I swear.” 
Jungkook looks at you expectantly, his perfect face staring at you as your mind runs wild. 
You want to say no. 
“Hum, okay, I guess.” you whisper the words out and Jungkook immediately wraps his arms around your body, pulling you into a tight hug.
“Good girl.” 
When he pulls away, a half-smile is on his face as he glances at your lips. 
“I’m gonna kiss you, okay? It’s no big deal.” 
He doesn’t wait for your answer and quickly closes the gap between you, lips pressing against yours. His metal piercing feels cold and weird as he makes you open your mouth wider, his tongue digging into you. 
A gag gets caught up in your throat when you feel his hand bunching up your ass.
You squeal, pushing him away with tears pricking your eyes. He stumbles back with a stunned face. 
“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Think about debuting, okay?.” he reaches for your face with his hands and despite the need of slapping his hands away, you remain still. 
“Think about how proud your parents will be when they find out their beautiful daughter is finally getting the success she deserves.” his voice gets lower, one of his hands sneaking towards your crop top and a shiver runs down your body when he touches your skin.
You just want to go home.
“Be a good girl for me and I’ll make all of your dreams come true.”
There’s something concealed in his face as he slowly kisses you back, something that gives you the chills.
Suddenly you’re not sure about him being the nice sweet guy that you always assumed your sunbaenim to be. 
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plutokoo · 7 months
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Maybe a bit weird but yandere big bad wolf jk and small sheep oc/yn?
pairing : yandere wolf jk x fem sheep hybrid reader
genre : smut, yandere
A/N : a quick smutty drabble rn because I'm writing a one shot for it and it's halfway done. I just need to do a quick dump bcs the one shot is kinda long and it's making me hit writers block 😭😭😭😭. this might not be the best tbh but I promise the one shot will be way better.
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yandere wolf jk who's a perfectionist at uni never missing a class, always has a 4.0 GPA and never failed to made it in to the deans list.
and then one day he saw you, barging in to the class late mumbling sorry and sitting right in front of him,your scent covering his nose almost instantly,his ears tensing up as he grumble mate slightly under his breath.
he reached for you after class finished, hands grabbing your arm tightly, he leaned his face in, a wolfish grinned adorning his face as he greeted you
you who was timid,fearful and easily panicked,breathed out your name gently hands shaking from the sudden interaction. you can't help it of course it's in your nature to act that way :(
before he could ask you about how he's never seen you in the class before, you snatched your arms from him, legs stuttering to get out of the room as fast as you can, his scent was overwhelming, making your thoughts go hazy from fear.
jungkook frowned as your figure scrambled out, hands forming a fist as he make a silently vow to himself to get you again.
he met you again next on the campus hallway, hands barely holding on to the thick text books you carried as you sauntered around,trying to get into the professor office before bumping against some jock, your knees crashing on the hard tiles as the books fell from your grasp, gasp leaving your lips from the pain. the hallway turned silent, people watching you trying to gather books, you wanted to wailed from the attention you're receiving, your knees ached from the impact,blood oozing out from the cuts it received
jungkook immediately rushed up to you, shooing people away as he kneeled down, his hands quickly collect the books as he helped you stand up. he cooed at the fat tears that was sliding down your face, "its okay baby you're okay they're gone know" he fussed wiping your tears away
you sobbed,wiping your face at the sleeve of your sweater, the nickname he gave you went unnoticed as he continued to caressed your face.
"let me help you bring these and then we'll go to the infirmary to take care of your knees, okay?" he offered not giving you time to answer before he grabbed your hands,his other hand holding the books easily as he sauntered to the office
after that it was easy for jungkook to make you his,everyday he would take you out for coffee,sit beside you in class, and helped doing your assignments. he'd pamper you endlessly, slowly convincing you to sleep at his place instead because it was too dangerous for you to sleep alone and you who was dumb,naive and gullible believed everything he said.
he'd make you move to his apartment too, because it's such a hassle for his baby to be going back and forth at all and he doesn't like the thought of you being all alone so please move in with me baby, I don't like being apart from you :((((
jungkook Hates when you start talking or making friends with other people because you're his and only his to have, it's not hard to make you stop talking to these people of course, your timid nature making it easy for him to remove people from your life.
he'd tell you everyday, gaslighting you into thinking about how your friends view you as an easy target and how you will always be a Second choice to them, how you would easily get stampede if you keep hanging around with people other than him.
you'd believed everything he said, the thought of leaving the home you thought as a safe place become more and more distasteful making you switch all your classes to online instead, which ofcourse was jungkooks Idea.
jungkook loves to fuck you, he loves rubbing your wet pussy through your panties while you're sleeping, hips unconsciously humped against his hands as moans left your lips,his hands would move the panties sideways, thumbs slowly rubbing your clit, drawing 8 figures on it making you reach your qlimax, soft pants leaving your lips.
he'd fuck you on top of the kitchen counter, your front leaning on it, clit grazing against the counters corner everytime he thrust forward. cold marble pressing against your chest as jungkook pulled your hair back, his hand reaching down to pinch your nipple making you squeeze more around his cock
"aah...aah ple..please" you mewl hands rubbing your clit, desperate to reach your orgasm. jungkook grunts, his hands smacked you ass,groaning as he watched it jiggle "please what slut", he rasped hips bucking faster as he leaned down, lips sucking your necks making your eyes rolled back from the pleasure
"uh...ugh...cum please" you cried out, jungkook reached down hands smacking your pussy as he yanked your hair back "fuck..baby..cum" he choked, you wailed as you squirt against him,body trembling, eyes rolling back as your pussy pulsate againts his cock. "fuck fuck fuck" jungkook sobbed out as he reached his climax, filling your hole with so much cream it drips out.
he pulled out,wincing slightly before plugging his hand up your hole, preventing his cum from dripping down your hole "can't let this go to waste hm".
jungkook loves it when you got your heat he'd fuck you on every surface in the house. he'd fuck you on the couch when the movie's still playing,on the bathtub while letting the shower jet hits your clit , on the floor where he'd fuck you so hard you could barely from a sentence.
jungkook loves you so much he'd kill for you. he would easily get rid of anyone that he thinks might be a threat to your relationship.
he'd do anything for you as long as you don't leave his side,so don't even try to think about doing it it okay?.
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stargirlwrites · 11 months
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so naive
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Jungkook x f.reader
-> smut • huge tw.
-> request
-> warnings: a lot. It's really fucked up so if you're soft to cnc smuts don't read!! • unprotected sex • cnc sex • age gap (older jk) • mentions of drugs • kinky. • slight ddlg • slight pet play • humiliation • pussy slapping • dirty talk • dom!jk
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"Here's your stuff ___, I think you should stay the night here. I don't want you going around town high off this stuff alright?" Jungkook said as he handed you the packet of pills. You really didn't give a fuck where you were you just needed the ibuprofen to ease your pain.
Yeah "ibuprofen" is what you thought you were getting. You were such a dumb naive little girl you really thought Jungkook was giving you the strongest dosage of ibuprofen you can't find in drug stores. Little did you know they were actually perks. Jungkook was way older than you. You were only 19 and he was 28, he knew what he was doing.
He'll give you perks and get you extremely high off of it, then he'll use your pretty little body. He'll fuck you for hours, having you dripping cum out of your stupid little pussy, he'll abuse your hole and throat and take photos. You'll remember having sex but you'll always think it was you who wanted to make "love" with him but there was no love you were just so gullible and would believe anything Jungkook would tell you.
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"Kook.. I don't f-feel bad anymore.. needs to to sleepies, cuddle me!" You were talking nonsense again, just what Jungkook wanted. He needed you to get even more brain dead to fuck you into next week
"Okay baby, I'll cuddle you to sleep then I'll go sleep on the couch. Does that sound good?" he was so good to you. So you thought.
"mmmhh" is all you let out, letting him know that you're ready to be put to bed.
and that's how Jungkook found himself dirty talking to you while playing with your pussy.
"so fucking wet for me bunny. you're such a fucking idiot, thinking I'm putting you to sleep but I'm just playing with your chubby cute cunnie." He says as he rubs his fingers up and down your slit. You were dripping buckets. So much pre cum dripping out of you that Jungkook slapped your pussy and when he'll pull his hand away, strings of slick would be on his hand still connected to your cunt.
"Fuck getting so hard playing with this cunt. You ready for my cock? You ready have this pussy stretched so wide that you're drenching my cock in your purity blood?" He talked so nasty, but he knew it turned you on even if you were half asleep.
You responded by letting out little whines and whimpers. You always would reach for him and try to get the warmth of his body on yours. You really like to cuddle him. Him and his big muscles.
Jungkook got completely naked, he started stroking his huge cock making himself hiss. He wanted to choke you with his cock. Maybe he'll slap his dick all over your face. He wanted to ruin you. He wanted to make you into his nasty baby whore. This was a huge kink to him, he went all out too.
He'll go to kinky stores and buy cute things to fuck you in. He'll buy little cute pajamas to put you in, cute pajama jump suits he'll put you in and fuck you hard. He'll go to the pet store and buy leashes and collars.
"Fuck it I'm gonna fuck you while you're wearing a doll dress." Jungkooks goes and grabs a dress you'll usually see on dolls. It was a vintage maid look kinda dress but in human size. He took off the rest of your remaining clothes, putting you in the dress.
He then positioned you so where your legs are wide opened, laying out on the bed like a dead corpse, but you were very much alive and very much moving and awake.
It didn't take long for him to put a collar on you and stuff you with his cock. You were moaning and calling him daddy. Saying slutty things like "faster" and "harder". Telling him what a good husband he was and that he needs to take the kids to school tomorrow. You were such a cute mess.
His cock would drill your insides. It was so nasty but you really did love it. It made you feel a little too good. The way his cock would rip you inhalf always had you limping the next day. He fucked you so good, he was so generous, always giving you his cock.
The night went on. It was long. It was full of cum. No protection what so ever. He came in your little cunt about 6 times. You squirted and made a mess everywhere. You were definitely expecting a little jeon soon.
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ctrlsht · 10 months
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Don’t Blame Me | sugar daddy!jungkook one-shot au
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pairing: sd!jungkook x reader genre: one-shot & yandere au
summary: You can have everything you want and need as long as you have Jeon Jungkook by your side. You were enjoying everything that Jungkook gives you and as long as you’re with him. You’re sure to yourself that you will never fail him but he was the one who failed you. Everything is fine until he gets too much. 
content  & warnings: sugar daddy & ceo jk, college reader, toxic & manipulative behavior, unhealthy behavior, possessive & obsessive jk, yandere, bitchy reader, jk sabotaging reader’s career. word count: 12.9K
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disclaimer: This is pure fiction and I do not condone the acts of Jeon Jungkook in the story. All events and occurrences in here are all fictional and all are part of my imagination.
a/n: to the one who requested this, I hope you’ll like it! 
It happened again. You were so busy that you are starting to forget him again. Your reasons were always valid considering that you’re in your 3rd year college yet he can’t seem to accept it. He doesn’t know if he’s just overthinking but he can’t ignore the fact that something was off. 
He read your message once again before he closed his phone. 
Y/N: Can’t make it to dinner tonight, still have to finish my research paper. Sorry babeee
It was your third time using that excuse for you not to make it to dinner. He’s been inviting you for a week already to have dinner with him yet you always refuse and you’ve already used that excuse a lot of times. This happened before and it didn’t end well. He didn’t want it to happen again. 
He rubbed his palm on his face and he brushed his fingers on his hair before he loosened up his necktie. Anxiety of fear is penetrating his body.
He doesn’t know what went wrong because he gave everything to you. Everything you want and everything you need even though you didn’t ask for it. He wanted to make sure that you’ll stay with him and you’ll never leave him yet he got the feeling that you’re falling apart once again. 
He opened his phone as he looked for your location and his overthinking got worse. Your location said that you’re not in your apartment but in a cafe. His heart beats rapidly and his hands are starting to shake. 
Why are you there and who’s with you? 
Jungkook breathes heavily as he immediately stands up from his chair and grabs his coat beside him as he leaves his office.
The thing about you is that Jungkook couldn’t read you most of the time. He can’t predict what’s really inside the pretty head of yours and he can’t see what’s behind those smiles that you always show him. You’re always good with your words but he can’t seem to see the sincerity of it. You always made him doubt you. 
You always made him feel that you can leave him anytime you want and that’s the reality that he’s avoiding to happen. 
When the day you entered his life, he knew to himself that he will make sure you will never leave.
His heart was beating aggressively when he stopped at the cafe you’re in. He looked at the glass window if you’re visible but you’re not. He grabs his phone to check once again if you’re still inside and it’s clear that you are. You’re meters away from him. 
He got out of his black Chevrolet corvette and when he entered the cafe, a lot of eyes were on him. People, especially women, were too stunned to see him. It wasn’t surprising the fact that he has such a good appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. But he didn’t have time to think of how a lot of eyes were on him because his own eyes were looking around to spot you. However, the cafe was spacious and there were a lot of people. Majority of the customers were students or a group of people hanging out. The cafe was actually busy yet the surroundings were calm. It wasn't as rowdy as normal. 
The lights of the cafe were bright enough to finally spot you. Your back is facing him but he already knows that it’s you. And you’re with someone. A guy that he doesn’t know. 
He felt like a needle prick his heart and he can’t seem to control his emotion right now. 
His eyes were glued on you as he walked towards you. You have your laptop in front of you with a coffee on the side. You haven’t noticed him and the guy that is the one facing Jungkook is the first one to notice him. When he sees him looking at you, he slowly taps your hands to get your attention. 
“Y/N.” Jungkook calls you out. You remove your airpods on your right ear as you look at the person in front of you and when you see him looking at your side, you turn your head and you are surprised that Jungkook is standing in front of you. 
You stand up from your seat to level him and you swallow down when you realize that he doesn’t look pleased. 
“What are you doing here?” You asked him as he tilted his head and glanced at the guy sitting in front of you.
“I’m here to fetch you. Did you forget?” He responded as the side of his lips raised. 
He doesn’t like the reaction that he’s seeing in you right now. You look so dense and it felt like he caught you red handed. The way your eyes move rapidly indicates that you don’t want him to be in here right now and as he realized that, he felt like his heart was crumbling. 
“Didn’t you receive my message? I messaged you like an hour ago.” You picked up your phone from the table to check whether you have sent the message and before you can even open the chat box, he caught your hand.
“I did not. But I’m now here, babe. We can go now.” He forced a smile and you narrowed your eyebrow in confusion. 
“Gguk I can’t—
“Please?”
He hates it. He hates it so much that you can instantly reject him in front of everyone. In front of a guy that he doesn’t even know. You never acted this way when both of you are together but right now, you act like you don’t wanna be with him and he can’t take it. 
“Look, I’ll finish this up in a min—
“I’ll be the one to finish that. Please let’s go.” He cuts you off once again as he caresses both of your hands.
The longer that he’s in here, the more suffocated he gets and the moment that you decline him again, he’ll lose it. 
You pressed your lips as you turned your gaze to Yuan—your research partner and after a few seconds, you sigh. You released your hands on his hold and you picked up your things. 
“Finish your parts and I’ll finish mine. Send it to me asap once you’re done. I have to go.” You said to Yuan and he just nodded while his mouth hung open. You walk through Jungkook and you already know that he’s following you. He keeps on calling your name and you ignore it until you reach his car. You put your things first as you hop in and you were about to close the door when he already did it for you. 
“Baby.” Is the first thing he said after a long silence between the two of you.
“A-are you… Mad?” He asked in his low and soft voice like he really sounded guilty from what he just did. 
“What was that, Jungkook?” You finally spoke and annoyance is evident in your voice. 
“Baby, I’m sorry. I just want us to have our dinner because we haven’t done it for weeks already.” His voice was still low and soft just like a child that was scrolled by his mom. 
He doesn’t like it when you’re mad. It rarely happens but when you did, he felt like he did really something terrible for you to get this angry. 
“It was our due date this week, Jungkook and we’re not yet done with our paper. We still have a lot of things to do and I don’t understand why you can’t understand it.” 
He’s getting anxious with how your voice sounds. You’re so pissed and he immediately regrets the actions he just did. 
You sound like you hate him now and that you regret being with him. It’s like any minute, you would open your door and leave him alone. 
By just thinking about it makes him crazy. 
He held your hands and placed them on his lips and you can feel his hands shaking.
“Y/N baby I’m sorry! I’ll promise that I’ll be the one to finish all your works I swear. You already knew that those things are only a piece of cake for me and I can finish that in no time I promise!” He speaks so fast and you feel his anxiousness within his shaking voice and hands. 
“I acted without thinking. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” He added as he intertwined his fingers with yours and his lips touched the back of your hand.
He’s too scared that he has to feel you right now in order to calm his nerves because when he doesn't, you might drift away from him. 
“But seriously, Jungkook. What was that?” You asked after a long silence. 
The more that you call him by his name, the more anxious he gets because you don’t call him only by his name. 
“When I read your message—
“I thought you didn’t read them?” He looked at you in your eyes and he bites his lips. 
“I lied. I’m sorry.” He admits and you become more confused with his actions. You don’t understand what’s with him. 
“Baby, I'm uneasy and I felt that something is not right and I saw your location and I saw the guy and I don’t know, I feel like my heart will explode! Babe, I can’t sit well because you’ve been declining my invites multiple times and I don’t know what’s happening and I’m overthinking things.”
Even though he talks too fast, you understand where he’s coming from. You’ve seen this before and you know the reason why this is happening.
“So you thought that I ditched you for Yuan?” You asked, trying to hide your smile. 
“Who’s Yuan?” When he asked that, you immediately cracked up.
“Baby, who’s Yuan?” He asked once again.
“The guy I’m with. Jungkook, what the heck!” You can’t take it as you laugh so hard. 
“Babe, why are you—
“You’re getting jealous of someone you forgot! Who’s not going to laugh at that?” You speak in between your laughs. 
Your laughs continued until you realized that he doesn’t find the situation funny. Your laugh slowly fades when you see how serious he is. 
“I was just kidding! Why so serious, Ggukie?” You spoke and you clung to his arm. You still find the situation funny and you tried your best not to laugh since he’s being serious.
After  a few moments, he spoke. 
“Did you really… Ditch me?” He asked in his low and soft voice and you instantly looked at him in horror while you shook your head.
“Of course not! Why would I do that?” You respond in defense. He looked at your eyes trying to see the sincerity of your words but he’s having a hard time finding it. He looked away as he looked down and you took a deep breath.
“Babe, look at me.” You caressed his face as you moved his head to look at you. His eyes glow in the dark and you love how pleading his eyes look. 
“I understand where you’re coming from but believe me when I say that whenever I decline your invites is because I really do have to finish something. Babe, you know how I value my academics and I am aiming for a latin honor. You know that right?” You brushed your thumb off his cheek and he closed his eyes to feel your touch. 
“And Yuan? He’s just a research partner and nothing else. And please, don’t be insecure because of him. He’s nothing compared to you. And I don’t like him either.” You lean forward to kiss his forehead. 
“Don’t you ever think that I would ever like him because it’s a fucking insult. I have a standard, babe and he didn’t even meet the 1% of my standard.” You spoke in a demeaning tone before you pushed your back at the backrest. 
It was absurd that the person that Jungkook chose to feel insecure about is that Hong Yuan guy who is a nobody. First of all, he’s the idiotic person you’ve ever met. If it was not about his idiotic self, you won’t have to be in that cafe and be with him. You have to pay attention to what he’s going to do with the paper because if you don’t, you will fail with him. You would never choose to do his part and give him all the credit that he doesn’t even deserve. And second, he’s ugly as fuck. You would never choose him over the greatest Jeon Jungkook. 
You smile as you enter the fine dining restaurant where Jungkook got a reservation. You felt bad that you declined him multiple times because of your school work. You were so occupied with your academics that you made Jungkook feel neglected. But what can you do? Before you even enter into this deal with him, you clear out to yourself that your academics will still be your top priority. 
The anxiousness that Jungkook had a while ago is now replaced with a smile on his face that reaches his ears. Other than his money, his smile is your favorite thing about him. If you ever feel unhappy, his smile will make it better. It’s like a contagious virus that can penetrate into your body. 
“Y/N, did you remember when we went to Singapore and you saw the bag you wanted but the color isn’t gray?” Jungkook asked you while you were eating. 
You pause on chewing as you recall the thing that he’s talking about. 
“The LV Nano Noé bag?” You asked and you got excited when he nodded. 
“Holy shit don’t tell me–
And before you even finish your sentence, he handed you a Louis Vuitton paper bag. Your jaw drops and you slowly take it from him. 
It was really the Nano Noé mini bag that you wanted. It was a cruise 2023 collection and one of the bags you’re eyeing out. 
You already expected that he might buy it for you but you didn’t expect that it was now since it’s a limited edition bag from that collection. 
One of the things that you love to collect are luxurious bags as you believe that luxury items like bags are a great investment. Other than that, you also thought that it added elegance in you to have a bag that suits you and you are already known for always owning one. 
You also love to kill your “friends” with jealousy and bitterness towards you. You find it amusing whenever they think that they can fool you whenever they are with you but the thing that they don’t know is you wrap them in the palms of your hands. It’s unfortunate that the people you call “friends” are all fake ass bitches who're always jealous of you but there are things that you’re out of control. As much as you wanted to leave them behind, your ego couldn’t stand to be alone and to be out of friends because you find it pathetic so the only thing that you can do is to endure their shitty attitude. Well, you don’t mind though since when you’re with them, you’re always the star and they are only there to justify your main-character personality because even if you turn the world upside down, you always outclass them. 
“I super love the bag but it’s better if it’s the classic brown color.” Rae Ya, one of your “friends”, stated as she touched your bag that’s on the top of the table.
“Oh girl, you just proved to me how basic you can be.” You responded as you sip your coffee. 
Your other friends burst out laughing with your responses towards Rae Ya and you smirk when you saw how embarrassed she got.
It was another week of meeting the girls so that they can keep up with your lavish life and to play plastic with them. The only thing that motivates you to meet them is you feel the satisfaction whenever you see how envy they can get especially with this bitch called Rae Ya. It’s fucking obvious how jealous she can be and you find it entertaining to see every reaction she makes. 
“Oh how I wish to have a boyfriend like yours, Y/N.” Mitzi— one of the girls said. 
“Didn’t you have Tae-moo with you? He’s rich isn’t he?” You responded and she only rolled her eyes.
“Did you forget? I already broke up with him ages ago!” of course you would forget. You don’t even give a shit about their lives and you always forget everything they talk about. You just simply don’t care, honestly. 
“Oh yeah I remember. Condolence. Did you break up because he cheated?” You try to guess.
“Yeah. Fucking hate him so much.”
“But Tae-moo guy is hella rich isn’t he? If I were you, I wouldn't break up with him and just consume all his money. At least you still got a rich boyfriend with you.” You cross your arms as you lean back. 
“Are you saying that because that’s how you treat your boyfriend?” Eunjae said— another friend of yours.
You were caught off guard with what she said. 
“You’re not serious with Jungkook, are you?” She added. 
You suddenly ask yourself; are you taking the relationship you have with him seriously?
You suddenly laugh mentally. 
Your relationship with him isn’t a boyfriend-girlfriend thing but a sugar baby-daddy thing. It was hilarious that you made your friends believe that your relationship with Jungkook is a normal thing but it was otherwise. You will never admit it to them that you’re a sugar baby of a 29 year-old CEO of the Power Construction Corporation. The leading Construction Company in Seoul. 
Ever since you agreed on being his sugar daddy 6 months ago, your life turned out to be what you wanted. You haven’t regretted agreeing with him. Not yet. But in the present time, it’s one of the best decisions you’ve ever made. 
It’s a powerful tool to deal with your “friends” on a daily basis. You know what you want and you only grab the opportunity to make it happen. 
Being a sugar baby of Jeon Jungkook is the greatest achievement that you’ve made. Better than having a scholarship in SNU because he can practically provide your education in the same university. 
No one will ever think that you’re a sugar baby of his because with how perfect you and him look, everyone will believe that you’re a perfect couple for each other. 
“I am serious with him. But if it happens that he cheated on me, I won’t just cry and pity myself. I will use every dollar he has before I leave him penniless.” You answered. 
But he can never do that to you. He can never find someone better than you because to him, you are beyond perfection. The day he saw you in his charity gala, is the day his life now depends on you. It may be clear to you the situation you have with him but he sees you more than that. You became his world that it’s perfectly fine for him if you use him to your advantage. Anything for you. He will provide everything for you to stay with him because he may not admit it to himself, you can leave him anytime considering the situation you only have and that’s the thing that he will avoid whatever it takes. 
Even if he has to give up an opportunity for his business just for you. 
Jungkook may be whipped for you but he’s excellent when it comes to his work. Everyone admires his capabilities and believes in his principles. Other people, especially in the business industry, desire to become as wise and successful as he is; however, behind closed doors, no one knows that the only thing that can shake his knees is you. 
“The materials that will be used in that project will be supplied by the Linyang Corp. Their materials are compatible with the construction of the project.”
 Jungkook discussed with Yoona—the marketing head of the upcoming project of PCC. 
“Great. But will it be better if the company that will supply this project is Trion Infrastructure?” Yoona responds as she stands up from her seat and proceeds on walking towards him. He remained in his seat as he tilted his head and narrowed his brows. Yoona leaned forward to come close to him while she placed a folder on his table. 
Jungkook raised his brows before he responded. “What do you even know, Ms. Lim Yoona?” 
Before Yoona can even respond, the door suddenly opens. 
Jungkook’s eyes grew wide as his body froze. 
You’re standing tall in between the double doors of his office. Your eyes darken and your lips were in a thin line. Behind you was Tina—his secretary. And suddenly, he was nervous. 
“Sir Jeon, I’m sorry I can’t stop her. She was—
“N-no no. It’s okay.” He immediately jumps on his swivel chair and walks towards you. 
“So this what it’s all about, huh?” You scoff as you glance at his secretary before you turn your head back. 
“Tina, can you accompany Ms. Yoona outside?” Jungkook looked at his secretary. 
“But Jungkook, we’re not yet done discussing the project?” Yoona responds in confusion. 
You looked at Yoona from head to toe as you crossed your arms. She’s wearing a low-neck  black sheath dress that perfectly hugs her body and the slit of her breast is insanely visible. You were also amused with her pair of silver stilettos and you already knew that she was up for something, especially the way she positioned herself in front of Jungkook. 
You’ve known her ever since you met Jungkook and you’re perfectly aware how she’s madly infatuated with him. 
“My bad. I didn’t mean to distract you with your ‘meeting’.” You said sarcastically and you even act the quotation mark with your two fingers. 
You’re about to walk away when he suddenly pulls you inside his office and he gestures to Tina to get Yoona out of the office. 
Yoona was saying a lot to Jungkook but he wasn’t listening and Tina was already leading her out of the office. Before she closed the door, she caught you looking at her and her blood raised when  she saw how satisfied you looked at her. 
Jungkook’s heart was pounding as he looked at you. No one’s around except the both of you and no one can see how he looked so vulnerable right now. 
“I didn’t know that you would come.” Jungkook started. 
You didn’t respond immediately as you checked out the books that’s on the shelf near his office table. He didn’t know what to do now that you’re not even responding. He walked towards you as he closed the space between the two of you. He placed his gentle hands on your tiny waist and he inhaled your scent from your neck. You smell so good that it’s so addicting. He should be the only one that can smell you like this and touch you like this. Just thinking that another man can do this to you makes him insane. No one can have you like this. 
“What’s your meeting with her all about?” You asked as you passed your fingers out of all the books on his shelf.
“About the materials to be used with the new project, baby.” He answered in his gentle tone. 
Materials huh? You utter a ‘tsk’ before you remove his arms around your waist and you push the inside of your cheeks with your tongue. 
“You’re discussing constructing materials with a marketing head and not an engineer?” You asked sarcastically. 
“We’re only talking about the project implementation, that's why she came to be the representative.” He responds as he sounds gentle to convince you. 
You walked towards his office table and sat on his swivel chair before you looked at him.
“Do you want me to tell you something about that girl?” You speak in an orotund voice.
You place both of your hands in the arm rest and you caught a picture of you place on the top of his table. You stare at it for a second before you stretch your arms to get them. You find it amusing that the picture that he chose to frame to his office table is a picture of you in your younger years. You were smiling genuinely in the camera wearing a dress and a reading glass. You used to wear them until you decided to wear contact lenses. You suddenly miss wearing the large glasses because the last time you remember wearing them is before you graduated in your senior high. 
“She likes you, Jungkook. So so much.” You added and you placed the frame back to where it was. You returned your gaze back to him and he’s still standing to where you left him looking like a little puppy who wants to be petted. “Are you aware of that?” 
“Why are you saying that?” He asked.
“Because I want to know if you know.”
“No and I don’t care. You know that I don’t give a fuck, baby.” He answered. 
“Really?” You raise the side of your lips. “Why?” 
“Because I have you, Y/N. Why are you even asking that?” 
“What do you mean by having me? We’re not even together, Mr. Jeon Jungkook. Let me remind you of that.” You intertwined your hand and rested your elbow on the table.
Your words went straight to his heart. As the seconds went by, your words were slowly sinking in him until he finally realized what you just said. He took a step back as he couldn’t believe what you just said.
But it was true, wasn't it? You weren’t really together. He doesn’t have something to hold onto you and all of it is coming to him like a massive landslide. He already treated you like the love of his life but you? You’re questioning the thing that you have with him. But there’s nothing wrong with that because you were right. You were so damn right that he wishes that you’re not. 
You still know the reality of the two of you while he’s locked up in the fantasy that he owns you. 
“Why don’t you try to go out with her? I’m sure that she would love that.” You rest your chin on the back of your hands while your eyes are still focused on him. 
“Why are you even—
“Oh, don’t get me wrong, Jungkook. You can still keep me even if she’s with you.” You smirked.
“Stop.” He turned back and pressed his fingers on his temple. 
“What? I’m just giving you an option. Besides, you seems to like the view of her breast—
“Shut the fuck up, Y/N!” You were taken aback with how his voice echoed at the four corners of the room. He’s now facing you once again and you are suddenly scared of how his eyes darkened. “I don’t fucking want her! I don’t even give a shit about her so don’t you ever push me to her!”
You weren’t able to respond. It was your first time seeing him this angry. You never see him get mad. Hell, you didn't even hear him scream once. And you know what’s crazy? You find him ten times attractive that you want to provoke him even more just to see how hot he is. 
It takes a long silence before he realizes what he just did. His darkened eyes suddenly turned soft as he bites his lower lip in guilt. 
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.” He spoke.
He was wrapped in fear. He immediately regrets losing his temper. He didn’t really mean it.
His fear intensifies when you suddenly stand up from your seat without breaking eye contact with him. He was holding his breath while you’re walking towards him and when you’re now standing inches away from him, you gently stroke the black tie that he’s wearing. 
“It’s not good to get her hopes up if you don’t really like her, babe. I don’t like that.” You finally spoke in your low and seductive voice. “It’s better to cut her off before you can even hurt her.”
One thing that you don’t know about him is that he can do anything that you say. He always listens to what you want even though it’s not the best decision. He was blinded by his love for you that he can risk anything just for you. He’s already drowned in you and he can’t get out of it. He even welcomed the feeling of it. 
He never tries to understand the reason why he’s been like this to you and the only thing he knows is to do what you want because he knows that it will make you happy. Your happiness is the only thing that matters to him. 
He will do anything you want. Whatever it takes. Just for you. 
“Jeon Jungkook, what did I just hear that you pull out the project that we have with the Linyang Corp? Is that true?” Namjoon, one of the directors of the company, asked after he stormed into Jungkook’s office. It was clear how his voice was steaming in anger. 
“Yeah.” Jungkook answered without looking at him and continued on reading the files that he’s holding. 
“For what reason?” Namjoon walked closer to him and when he reached his table, he placed both of his hands and leaned forward. Jungkook only gave him a glance before he returned his gaze down to the files. 
“I made that decision last 2 weeks. Why did you ask that now?” He asked without looking at Namjoon. 
“You made a decision without discussing it with us! Do you know how I found out? The company’s sales decreased significantly. You know how Linyang Corp is one of our biggest clients, Jeon.” The disappointment is evident in his voice yet Jungkook chose to still ignore him. 
Namjoon’s blood rose up. He knows that Jeon Jungkook won’t decide on something that will risk the company. One thing that he knew about him was he handled the company very well yet the results of his actions contradicted what he expected from him. Namjoon is the financial director of the company, the reason why he is affected in the situation. 
“I’m talking to you!” He stomped his feet as he walked aggressively to Jungkook and he pushed the backrest for Jungkook to face him. His eyes were burning with anger as he looked at Jungkook. 
Jungkook is getting annoyed already. He doesn’t want to deal with him but he can’t tell him straight in his face why he pulled the project out. It will make the situation even worse. 
He throws a look at Namjoon before placing down the documents that he’s reading and standing up from his seat. 
“You want to know why I pulled out?” He spoke in a gruff voice as he looked at Namjoon with intensity. “Their funds were illegal and I won’t allow that my company will be at risk just because of them.” He added. 
Namjoon raises his eyebrows as he scoffs. 
“What are you talking about?! They have been our client for years already! It’s impossible that their funds suddenly became illegal!” 
Jungkook was taken aback. It was true and his excuse was irrelevant. 
He pulled out the project because of you. You wanted it didn’t you? You told him things about Lim Yoona and he believed you. It was true, wasn't it? You were right about it all. He doesn’t like Yoona after all and he doesn’t want to get her hopes up and that’s what you keep on telling him. 
He doesn’t want you to misinterpret things between the both of you. He doesn’t want to do things that you don’t like. He’ll do everything just to avoid problems between the two of you. Everything he does is for you. 
“Jungkook, tell me the truth. Is it really because of illegal funds? People saw you with Ms. Yoona the day before you decided to pull out the project.” Namjoon spoke again but this time, his voice calmed down.
“And what does she have to do with it?” Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.
“She’s one of the marketing heads of Linyang Corp and everyone is thinking that you have a thing with her. I know you, Gguk. You have the tendency to mix up your work and personal life.” Namjoon exhales as he rests his hand on the backrest of the couch placed in front of Jungkook’s office table. 
“Who spread that?” Jungkook clenched his jaw as he looked at Namjoon. He breathed rapidly when Namjoon didn’t answer him immediately. 
“Who fucking spread that?!” Namjoon got surprised when Jungkook suddenly punched the office table in anger. 
“Look how you lost your temper by just mentioning her!” Namjoon answered back.
“I don’t have a fucking thing with her!” 
“Then why are you acting like you have?” 
Jungkook curled his fist. rage flowed through him as he looked at Namjoon. He’s trying to control his emotions the moment Namjoon enters his office yet Namjoon is getting the best in him. 
“I don’t even feel the slightest thing with her and I never will. That’s the thing that you should mark to the head of yours and the fucking people around.” He responded emphasizing every word he said. 
“If it's not Yoona, then it’s probably someone. Someone that’s close to you and despised by Yoona.” Namjoon spoke—trying to provoke him. 
Jungkook didn’t speak but he didn’t avoid Namjoon’s eyes. 
“It’s Y/N, isn’t it?” 
And when Namjoon saw how Jungkook clenched his jaw by just mentioning your name, he smirked. He looked around before he looked back at Jungkook. 
“Gotcha.” He said as he placed both of his hands in his pocket.
“What the fuck do you mean? She’s out of this!” Jungkook lashed out. 
“But with how I see you, she’s involved in this. The situation that you have with her is still ongoing. I know Y/N, I know you and I know Yoona so stop making me a fool out of it.”
Kim Namjoon is the financial director of PCC and a friend of Jungkook. He has known Jungkook ever since he’s still inside the tummy of his mother and he knows everything that’s going on with  his life. 
He’s a great friend actually. He will always take the side of his friends but when it comes to his work, he has no exemption.
“Yoona despises Y/N so much just like how Y/N also despises her. With the result of your decision, you have to eliminate one and you choose to eliminate Yoona.” Namjoon concluded with a satisfying smile. 
“Can you hear yourself? You’re being absurd!” Jungkook raised his voice as he breathed rapidly. 
“Oh yes, Jungkook! Yes! I can hear myself as clear as the window glass you have right now!”
Namjoon smirks as he looks at Jungkook with intensity. 
“Tell me, why did you do it? Is it because Y/N tell you to do it? That Y/N doesn’t like Yoona that’s why you pull out the project?” He added.
“Get out.” Jungkook’s lips grew thin and firm as he spoke in his low voice. 
“Jungkook, wake up! You’re not even together and you throw away Linyang Corp just for her?! She’s just using you and you should be aware of that!” 
“I said get out!” Jungkook loses his patience as he screams. He cannot hold his emotions anymore.
“Not until you realize how fucking stupid you are! Don’t risk your company just for her! She will leave you the moment she gets bored!”
Namjoon was taken aback when Jungkook suddenly went to him and grabbed his collar. Jungkook glared at him as he grasped Namjoon’s collar firmly.
“Who are you to fucking say that? Huh? You know nothing!” 
With how confident Namjoon was seconds ago, it was suddenly replaced with fear. In his whole existence, he never knew that Jungkook could be this mad. He never saw this side of him. 
He never expected that he could be like this. Mad and violent. 
He only knew Jungkook to be calm and serious at the same time in any situation. He can get mad but never like this.
“She will never leave me. You know nothing.” He spoke emphasizing every word before he threw Namjoon out of his office.
After the argument with Namjoon, Jungkook was anxious the whole day. He can’t focus on his work and he can't achieve anything. Namjoon’s words never leave his mind. He was trying to avoid thinking about it but he just can’t and it makes him insane because his overthinking got worse. 
He’s biting his nails as he looks at the photo frame of you placed on his table. He’s been thinking of you a lot more than usual. He extends his hand as he brushes his fingers on your photo frame. 
‘She’s just using you and you should be aware of that!’
‘She will leave you the moment she gets bored!’
No, you wouldn’t do that. You won’t leave him. You need him. You can’t leave him.
He pushed his hair back as he sat on the horns of his dilemma. 
He grabbed his phone to dial your number and he rocked his legs back and forth while waiting for you to pick up. 
But your phone’s been ringing and you won’t pick up.
He felt that something was blocking his chest to prevent him from breathing properly. The longer the phone keeps ringing the harder he can’t breathe. He wanted you to pick up because you are the only thing that he needs. He knew that the moment he hears your voice, he will be calmed. 
“Baby, pick up. I need you so much.”
And with that, you picked up greeting him with your softest and sweetest voice. 
“Hey, daddy. How are you?” There was a tease in your voice and just like that, he felt like a lump in his chest was removed.
“Babe! What took you so long to pick up?” He responded as he pushed his hair back and slightly pulled it. 
“Hey. I was in my last class, okay? What’s up?” 
Your voice is the softest and sweetest voice he has ever heard and he will never get tired of listening to it. It was the only thing that he needed to hear. You are the only thing he needed.
“How’s your last class?” He asked as he played with his bottom lips.
“The usual. Boring. Who would like to listen in a history class?” You spoke in a high tone and he immediately smiled at that. 
You’re being cheeky again and he loves it. He loves everything about you. 
“Baby, I miss you.” the longing in his voice is evident. He touched your photo frame once again. 
“Aw. We saw each other the other day and you already missed me? Poor Ggukie.” He smiles as he imagines you pouting on the other line. “Oh babe, by the way, I’m wearing the heels you’ve bought me! I super love it! I’ll be sending a photo!” 
“You do?” He can’t stop smiling and before he can utter another word, his phone chimes and he already saw the photo that you sent. “They were perfect, baby.” 
“I know right! Hey, I gotta go. I’ll be hanging out with the girls.” 
“Wait, Y/N!”
“Uhm?”
“Stay with me tonight.” He said as he bit his lower lips. “Let’s have dinner at home. I’ll be cooking your favorite pasta, baby.” He sounded like he was begging and he really is. 
He will lose it when you decline him. 
“Uhh, I’ll see.”
“Baby please. I missed you so much. I want you so bad.” He’s begging already. You may not say it directly to his face but he knows that you’re declining him. He has to beg because if he doesn't, he’ll lose it. 
There’s a long silence between the two of you. He was waiting for your response while you didn’t expect that he’s pleading to you. 
Actually, you don’t understand why you didn’t expect that because he’s begging you all the time. You knew that it’s a normal thing he does yet you were still confused. Maybe because he does really missed you or he wanna fuck. Either way, you have to be there for him, after all, that’s your job.
But you have to admit to yourself that you like it when Jungkook is acting like that. Whenever he begs, he acts possessive and obsessive towards you because you felt like you own him even though the situation of the both of you says otherwise. You needed him more than he needed you. You can have his wealth but not him because if the time comes that he gets bored of you, you’re now worthless. But that’s not yet happening so you should enjoy his company and his money. 
“Okay, Ggukie. I’ll be there.”
Jungkook is too much but he doesn’t know that and if he ever knew, he will not admit it to himself. He doesn’t know what boundary is as long as he has you. When the day you appeared to him, he knew that you were all he needed. 
You’re different from others. So different that he can’t have you like his past girlfriends. You know what you want and being in love isn’t part of it therefore, he offers you something that you would like and at the same time, he will benefit from it. 
But that’s not what he wanted from the start. He can give you anything you like, anything you need. Everything. He can give you the world that you wanted even though you didn’t ask for it. You don’t have to be his sugar baby because he can give you the world without asking in return. You just have to be present to him and that’s it. 
He loves you so much. 
That night, you come home to him. You may be late but it doesn’t matter. What matters is you’re now with him. That’s all he needs.
But he still can’t stop thinking about what Namjoon has said earlier. His words were coming back to his head and it’s killing him. 
He was bothered by the thought that Namjoon was right. He can’t admit it to himself because he was scared that it was the reality of you and him. 
You have nothing to hold onto because you weren’t committed to him. He will go insane the moment you decide to stop everything with what you have between the both of you. 
He was at the comfort of his bed while you were beside him. You’re already asleep but he’s wide awake as he stares at your stunning face. You were so beautiful that it scares him. What if other men can have you like this? Touch you like this? There are a lot of possibilities and it terrifies him because he doesn’t own you. You’re so young and beautiful. He wanted to own you so bad. 
He caressed your cheek as you were in your deep sleep. It was so soft and smooth. So Beautiful as ever. 
“I want you to be mine, baby. So bad.” He whispered.
He brushes his fingers down to your neck, to your shoulders until it reaches your palms. He slowly lifts your palms and kisses the back of it. 
“You will never leave me, right? You will stay by my side, right? You have no idea how I love you so much baby. I can die for you.” He slowly places the back of your hand to his cheeks and pecks it. He smiles because you didn’t even move an inch with his touch. You were obviously in your deep sleep. 
This is the only thing he needs. You, beside him in the comfort of the bed. 
He slowly placed a peck on your forehead before he lowered down his body and wrapped his arms to your waist and decided to close his eyes. 
He was suddenly awakened in his sleep and when he tries to feel your body, he can’t feel anything. 
His eyes grew wide as he suddenly felt a shortness in his breath when he didn’t see your body beside him. He’s trembling when he gets up. 
“Y/N!”
He was screaming your name in fear. He ran towards the comfort room to check and he got more panicked when he didn’t see you. 
‘She will leave you the moment she gets bored!’
Namjoon’s words repeated in his head. 
Baby, did you leave me now? Did you get tired of me already? You can’t leave me alone! 
He immediately got out of the bedroom and when he found you in front of him while holding a glass of water, he was immediately all over you. 
“Jungkook, what’s wrong? I got scared by your scream!” You said as you tried to calm him down. 
“You weren’t beside me, baby!” He said as he suddenly sobs. 
“Wait wait. What happened?” You were trying to let go to see his face but he squeezed himself even more to you. 
“I got scared when I didn’t see you beside me. I thought you left me in my sleep, baby.” He said as he buried his face into your neck. 
“Why would I leave you? I just got thirsty so I got up to get a glass of water.” You respond in your soft voice. This time, Jungkook loosened his hug and he allowed you to face him. 
You were weakened when you saw how fragile Jungkook looked. His eyes were watery while his face and lips were pale. He grabs your hand and places it on his cheeks. 
“Y/N, please don’t leave me. I’m scared to be left alone by you. I don’t know what to do if you decided to leave me, baby. I’ll go insane.” He said as he hugged you again.
One thing you love to do is to not give a fuck of what others will say. That’s the fact that you always mark it in your head. You always remember to enjoy your life to the fullest even if there are circumstances that hinder it. For you to be able to do all those things, you always need a lot of money so you have Jeon Jungkook. 
Having him is always the best because with him, you do and get all the things you want. Travel, shopping, name it. He can provide it to you in a snap of a finger. 
And now, you are with him in Italy as he does his business trip while you enjoy shopping. His money was limitless and you were always amazed by how he did it.
There are other things that you like about him other than his money. It’s given that he has the looks. He’s so damn handsome that sometimes, you cannot believe that you have him. He gives you everything you want and he treats you right. So right that sometimes, you tend to believe that you’re not just a regular sugar baby of his. He’s too good to be true. 
Of course there are things about him that are unusual for someone like him. You feel like he’s dependent on you, like he can’t function well if he doesn't see you for a day. He gets jealous easily and tends to be obsessive towards you. The fun part is, you seem to like it. 
You don’t really mind his actions towards you but this time, you notice that it’s too much.
“You went out wearing that?” His eyebrows were narrowed as he pointed out your outfit. You were back at the hotel you stayed in with him and you were surprised that he’s back as well. 
“Yeah. And?” You respond as you shrug while the paper bags are still in your hand. You walk towards the bed as you place the paper bags beside it and remove your heels. 
“Your breast is literally sticking out! And you show too much skin!” You rolled your eyes at his explanation as you sat down on the side of the bed. 
“Jungkook, this is what I wear on a daily basis and you just noticed it now? What the hell?” 
“Yes but you are alone without any bodyguards. What if there are men out there who disrespect you?! Harassed you?! Baby, we’re in another country and you’re alone.” He walked back and forth as he pushed back his hair aggressively.
“What do you think of me? Weak? You know damn well that I can fight back!” You answered back. 
One of the things that you hate the most is when people think that you can’t handle yourself. You may be young but you are smart and strong enough to handle things. Yes, you are young but you are independent and you know how to control a situation that you’re in. 
“I know! But you are alone! There are things that can happen. Just please don’t wear clothes like that.” He rubs his temple as he looks at you with his pleading eyes. 
You raise your left eyebrow as you glare at him. His words get on your nerves. You walk towards him while you keep your eye contact with him and when you’re now in front of him, you speak. 
“I will wear what I want and I won’t adjust for others.” You said emphasizing every word.
“I know that you’re strong and you can fight back but that’s not always the situation, Y/N. I don’t want to risk it.” He slowly gets your hand for him to hold. 
“Don’t worry, Gguk. I can handle myself.” You pull your hands in his hold and you turn your back but before you can even walk out, he caresses both of your shoulders and rests his head on your neck.
“Please tell me that you won’t wear that kind of clothes again when you’re not with me.” He begs in his gentle and low voice. 
“I can handle myself even without you. You don’t have to worry.” You remove his hands on your shoulder and walk away but before you can even take a step, he suddenly hugs you from your back.
“N-no no. Just please tell me, baby please. I don’t want others to look at the way I look at you.” He hugs you tightly and you can feel his lips from your neck. 
He sounds like a child that’s begging. Your heartbeat increased rapidly. 
“I can’t stand the thought that other men can see the things I see in you, babe. I just can’t.”
You slowly understand where he’s coming from. He’s possessing you again. He wasn’t like this before. He let you wear whatever you want and now, you don’t understand what got into him and you’re not liking it. 
“Just imagining it makes me want to kill them.” He adds as he slowly brushes his lips on your nape.
It’s almost a year since your situation with Jungkook happened and everything is fine. You wanted to believe that everything is fine but it’s far from that. You were trying to ignore the red flags that he’s showing you but it’s getting too much already. He’s too much.
You’re with him in his penthouse while drinking a glass of champagne. You weren’t fond of wine but you learned how to appreciate them when you met him. Moscato is your favorite out of all the wines you’ve tasted. With its unique bouquet of floral sweet aroma, you would love to consume multiple glasses of it. 
You’re swirling your wine glass as you observe the bubbles inside while Jungkook is in front of you. You’re resting your back at the gigantic window of his penthouse while he stands meters away from you. 
“I’ve thought about this a lot of times, Y/N. Why don’t you live with me?” You didn’t expect what he just said and you were waiting for him to say that it’s a joke but he was dead serious while he looked at you. 
“What? Why?” You asked and you prevent yourself from raising your left eyebrow. 
He walked towards you and held your left hand before he spoke.
“There are a lot of reasons but the top of them all is your life would be better if you lived with me.” He looked at you like your answer will change his life. You are hesitating to respond and you keep on staring at both of his eyes. You’re anxious about his reaction with whatever you’re going to answer but you don’t want to get his hopes up. And with that, you take a deep breath before you answer.
“I don’t need to live with you to have a better life. I’m fine with living on my own, Jungkook.” You answer in a low and soft voice afraid to offend him.
But he’s getting persistent. He squeezed your hand before he kissed it.
“Baby, you don’t have to pay your rent if you live with me and it’s better that you have someone with you.” He spoke, still convincing you.
“My mom’s paying my rent and bills, Gguk and my university is near my apartment. It’s–
“I’ll drive and fetch you. It’s just 20 minutes away from here. It won’t take much time.” He cut you off. He’s getting desperate and it shows in his big and doe eyes. 
You don’t understand why he suddenly wants you to live with him. You’re not in a relationship with him to begin with. His actions and decisions are getting out of hand and he’s starting to scare you. Both of you discussed the boundary between the two of you before you even agreed with this but now, he seems to forget everything about it. 
You know what you want and you don’t want to have a serious relationship with anyone even with him and most especially, you don’t want to live with him. 
That’s totally fucked up. 
You remove your hand to his hold and you step away to take a deep breath. “Jungkook, that’s unnecessary. I’m fine and I can handle myself.” You responded before you looked at him and sipped your wine. 
“Babe, I’m thinking about your safety–
You cut him off. 
“Jungkook, I’ve said I’m fine.” You can’t help but to have a strong tone of voice. He’s getting persistent and you’re not liking it. 
He was taken aback with your response. He didn’t move an inch and after his long silence, he finally spoke. 
“Don’t you want to live here?” He asked like he’s guilt-tripping you.
The thing about you is, you can easily distinguish the people who're trying to manipulate you and you don’t like that. 
You slowly walked towards him without breaking an eye-contact and when you’re now in front of him, you take a sip of your wine before you speak.
“I don’t. I can live on my own, Jungkook.” You said emphasizing every word. 
Jungkook is slowly losing his mind and his own thoughts are consuming him alive. 
Anxiety of fear is filling him because he knows for sure that you’re slowly slipping away from his hands. With the way you think and the actions you’ve made, he knows that there is something wrong with you. He’s getting scared by the thought that maybe one day, he’ll wake up and you’re already gone. 
He knows that he doesn’t have the right to keep you and that scares him the most because you can leave him without a notice. 
He doesn’t know what to do anymore and the only thing he knows is that he wants to keep you for him even though he knows that you will hate him for that. 
But that’s okay as long as you’re with him. He can endure anything for you.
Just when he thinks that everything is already messed up, you’ve told him something that he never expected. 
You’re leaving.
“I got accepted to the internship I applied to in Switzerland!” You said with enthusiasm as you jumped in your excitement. You’re giggling and you can’t stop yourself from smiling. 
You were so occupied in your celebration that you didn’t notice Jungkook sitting in his swivel chair of his office looking like the world fell into him. He can’t speak and he can’t even think of saying something. 
“I can’t imagine that I’ll be working in the most luxurious hotel for 5 months! I can't wait!” You add and you sit on the couch as you take a deep breath. You look at him and you tilt your head when he doesn’t say anything. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” You asked. 
“I didn’t know that you continued to submit an application?” Jungkook responded with an answer.
You narrowed your eyebrow in confusion. “Huh? I did. You even motivate me to apply. Duh.”
It was true, though. During the time that you’re planning to apply for an internship months ago, he was the one that pushed you to go. 
“You’re… Going?” He bites the inside of his lower lips.
“Of course! Why would I not go? That’s literally a good opportunity.” 
You’ve been dreaming of having your internship in another country as it will be a great record for you once you’ve graduated college. You’ve been establishing your future ever-since because you wanted to have a bright future ahead of you. 
All your life, you’ve been living in a life where you don’t have the means to enjoy it because you weren’t born in a wealthy family. You may enjoy your life right now because you have him but you wanted to taste a success that you’re the one who made. 
You have your dreams and you will do anything in order to achieve it. 
“You’re… You’re away for 5 months?” Jungkook slowly stands up from his seat as he walks towards where you are.
“Yeah, Gguk.” You answered and you rested your elbow on the top of the backrest of the couch as you looked at him.
“But isn’t it too long for you to be away?” He sat beside you.
“That’s just 5 months. It’s not that long, honestly.”
“Why don’t you have your internship here, baby? There are also five-star hotels here?”
Here he goes again. He’s opposing what you want again and you’re already getting tired of it.
“I know but that’s literally Switzerland, Jungkook. That’s a big opportunity.” You stand up and cross your arms as you look at him.
“Won't you have a hard time there? You’re far away and you have to live for yourself.” 
He doesn’t want you to leave the country, to leave him. Even if it only takes months. He doesn’t want you to be away even for a week. He doesn’t want it. 
“I’ve been living on my own for years already, Jungkook. Being away and having an internship in Switzerland is just a piece of cake for me.” You answered. 
“Y/N, that’s not a piece of cake. That's a thousand miles away and Switzerland is different from here.” You rolled your eyes. He’s starting to annoy you once again.
“Jungkook, I’m literally 22 years old. I can handle myself like I always did.” You said, stating  a fact. You then walk towards him and sit next to him before you lightly brush your fingers to his side hair.
“You sound like you don’t want me to go because you’re gonna miss me.” You said as you smirk.
“Baby, that’s not just it—
You cut him off, once again. “I get it. You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” You place your arm on the top of his shoulder and face him as you slowly play with his right ear.  
“You can pay me a visit if you want. You got the money and resources, daddy.” Your smirk didn't disappear as you kept brushing his hair.
“Y/N, I’m serious. Switzerland is far away. I can offer you more than that. I can speak with luxurious hotel owners here in Seoul and give you an offer. I can even give you a bigger opportunity—
“Jungkook, stop.” You cut him off with your stone voice and after a few seconds of silence, you distance yourself from him before you stand up.
“Nothing is bigger than an offer in Switzerland. I know that you can provide me with everything but I don’t want you to interfere with my future.” You spoke in a somber tone. 
“I know that you’re concerned but you have nothing to do with this. If you ever interfere with my plans, then I’ll be forced to stop whatever we have.” You added before you walked towards the door and opened it. You turned your head to give him a last glance.
“I’ll go now.” And with that, you step out of his office and you leave him dumbfounded.
His chest tightens and he tries to breath heavily but he still feels suffocated. His mouth runs dry and he starts to sweat buckets. He wanted you back but he can’t move his body to run after you. 
You’re going to leave him and you’re already sure of that. He doesn’t know what to do anymore because you’re already unstoppable. 
He doesn’t understand you because he’s willing to give you everything he has just for you to stay but you can’t do it for him. You are leaving him and you plan it like it’s the most natural thing to do. 
You can’t leave him. Not in this state. He’s already so sure of you and he’s determined to ask you one day to be his but he hasn't done it yet and you are already planning to leave him. From the day he first saw you, he knew that you’re something else and he’s determined to find out everything about you. His time is important to him but he can waste it for you. He can drop everything just for you. 
He already established everything for you and he opted to continue it that way. He can provide you with anything and you can get and do everything you want except for leaving him. He loves you so much that he can’t allow you to slip away. 
Everything that you want, you get and Jungkook is making sure of that but this time, he can’t grant it for you because he can’t fucking take it if you are going to leave him. 
He knew how important your future is to you. You always tell him about your plans and before the thing with the both of you happened, you’ve already made it clear to him that everything that you’re doing is for your future. Maybe one reason why he’s so crazy over you is because you know what you want and you know how to reach them. You’re so certain with your plans and you will do everything for it. 
The thing that you don’t know is that you can establish your plans in a snap of a finger. You can reach your dreams without doing anything as long as you’re with him. He can do everything for you and just like what he said, anything for you. 
You don’t have to go to another country and exhaust yourself for the dreams that you want to reach. He can provide it to you just like how he provides you the basic things you need. You don’t have to suffer because you have him. 
And do you think that he will let you suffer in another country? Do you think that he wants to see you being consumed? You’re too precious that he can’t allow you to do all those things. He treats you like a princess and he won’t allow you to just be a servant in another country. He knows your worth but he doesn’t know why you don’t. 
You are again in his office. Beautiful as ever. Stunning as always. But the difference is, you don’t wear your smile that captivates him the most. The smile that will spin his head round and round. Instead, you were stiff and your eyes looked like it was aiming for its target. You look so serious. Almost mad. You weren’t like that. 
But he didn’t overthink it. 
“The company where I applied for my internship pulled me out.” You’re standing in front of him as you said in your stern voice. “They said, my profile was mixed up with the profile of the people who’s qualified.” You added.
“So you’re saying that you’re not qualified?” Jungkook asked you while he’s still seated in his swivel chair.
“I don’t know. They just called me this morning.” You said as your voice is getting suspicious.
“I’m sorry to hear that—
“But they said something. They offered me an internship but it was only in the Four Season Hotel.” 
“Then it’s a good opportunity as well, babe. That’s one of the top luxurious hotels in Seoul. Don’t you know?” Jungkook is starting to understand why you came. He stood up and took a step in front of you. 
“But the thing is, how come that my profile will be mixed with the others if I am not qualified? And it was sudden now that my flight is next week. That’s so impossible.” You said as you were trying to prove a point. 
Jungkook brushes his thumb on your cheek and if it was the most normal day for you, you would like his touch. However, it wasn’t. 
“Baby, that’s possible especially since there are a lot of applicants. You're not just the only one who applied.” He sounds so gentle but you caught the sarcasm in it. 
You step away from him and you cross your arms. 
“That’s so fucked up, Gguk. I already have my tickets and everything is already planned. The only thing that I have to do is wait until next week comes so I can go.” Your tone is rising and you’re starting to get annoyed.
“Everything is so skeptical, like something is wrong. It was obvious.” You said incredulously and you continued to look him in the eyes. 
“So you know  what I did? I did my research, Jungkook. Everything that I have to know. And you know  what I found? JCC is one of the investors in Bürgenstock Hotel, Gguk. The hotel where I am going to work.” You walk slowly towards him as you still keep your composure. 
“What’s your point?” He asked as he leaned his buttocks on the front of his office table and crossed his arms.
“Do you have something to do with it?” You asked straight to his face. 
When Jungkook used his power to pull you out in that internship, he already knew that you’re going to confront him with it but he didn’t know that you'd blatantly ask about it. 
“What do you mean?” He asks, pretending to be clueless about it. 
You curled your lips before you spoke. “I am going to ask you again, do you have something to do as the reason why Bürgenstock pulled me out?” You asked as you emphasized every word. 
“Babe, why would I do that? I’m not going to do that to you!” He was about to caress your cheek but you moved your face away.
“Jungkook, tell me the truth.” You haven’t raised your voice but it’s evident that you’re starting to get furious.
“Baby? Why are you blaming me?” You scoff at how he plays the victim card.
“Because that’s how I see it! You’re basically an investor in Bürgenstock and you are capable of doing that knowing that it’s obvious that you don't want me to go!” you Indignantly said, unable to control your emotion. 
“That’s ridiculous, Y/N! I am not going to ruin your plans—
“Then why did they pull me out? Huh?!”
He can’t tell you the truth because you will despise him. He knows how important your internship is to you but he can still provide it to you. He can give you a better life and opportunity and the only thing you will do is to stay with him.
“Maybe because you’re not competent enough, Y/N.”
He was stupid for not preparing an excuse for you. He was so occupied with planning how you’re going to not leave him that he forgot to even think on what to say when you confronted him. He thought that you won’t give it a big deal but when you suddenly got stunned to speak, he instantly regretted what he just said.
“Y/N, what I meant is—
“The last person who I expect that to say is you.” You said resentfully as you cut him off. You turned your back at him and started to walk away.
“Baby, wait! That’s not what I meant! Where are you going?” Jungkook rushed to get your hand but before he could even hold your wrist, you pulled it out.
“I’m done with you.” You glared at him before you walked away once again but he pulled you in your wrist.
“Y/N, I swear, I didn’t do anything! Believe me! I won’t do anything to hurt you, babe. I swear.” Jungkook raised your wrist as he kissed the back of your hand trying to convince you.
But you’re incredulous. You’re in this game for years already and you know to yourself that everything happens for a reason. You’re sure of it. 
“You blatantly lied straight to my fucking face, Jungkook! You know how I value my passion and you fucking ruined it!” You said as anger flooded his veins.
“Please believe me because I didn’t do it! Where are you going?! Y/N, please!”
Everything is happening all at once and Jungkook is starting to get anxious about what's happening. He panics even more when he sees that you’re about to leave. He didn’t expect this. He didn’t expect the reaction that you made and most importantly, he didn’t expect that it’s easy for you to just leave him just like that by just saying that you’re done.
You faced him once again. “You know what I hate the most? Liars. I hate liars, Jeon Jungkook. So much.” You said emphasizing every word with disgust.
His lips twitched as his jaw trembled in fear. It was like an ice cold water splash onto him.
“Y/N baby, Don’t leave! Let me explain!” He pulled your palms once again and you gave him a look. Like you just caught him.
“So you did it, didn’t you?”
“I’m just thinking about your safety! I fucking swear! I did it to protect you!” He speaks so fast without even thinking—afraid of you leaving him.
“So you really did it.” You stated and that’s how he realized that he just spit to you the truth of his wrongdoings. 
“Y/N, let me—
And before he can even finish his sentence, your palms meet his face. You slapped him so hard and he didn’t immediately recover.
“Who are you to do that?! Huh?! Who the fuck are you?!” You breathe heavily as you tremble with rage. 
“Y/N, let me speak.” He responded in a low voice but he received another slap from you.
“Who are you to sabotage my plans?! You don’t have the right, Jungkook! You don’t!” You screamed in anger. Your hands are shaking and you didn’t notice that a tear escaped your eyes already. It was messed up. 
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any harm—
“Oh shut the fuck up, Jeon Jungkook! What?! You only did it to protect me? Did I even ask you to do that in the first place, huh?! I don’t fucking need your protection! Fuck you!” 
The only reason why you chose to live is because of money and your dreams. You may be a mess as an individual but you have a dream just like an ordinary person. It was the only thing that you hold onto and yet, he ruined it. The least person you expect it to do is him and you can’t even put into words how disappointed you are. It was beyond fucked up.
“You know how I value my dreams, Jungkook. It was the only thing that I held into.”
You tighten your throat as you take a short breath. A great sob escaped you as you covered your face with shaking hands. A pang of guilt immediately rushed to him. He never saw you cry in eleven months that he met you. You’re always confident and strong like no one can ever hurt you. But unfortunately, he was the one who put tears in your eyes. 
He slowly walked towards you and was about to hug you but you immediately pushed him back. His heart crumbled when you pushed him but he was the one to blame. 
“Don’t you fucking touch me!”
“Y/N, Four Seasons hotel isn’t bad. It’s a better option—
“Better? Are you seriously fucking kidding me?! Not because you used your fucking power to sabotage me by letting me in that god forsaken hotel doesn’t mean it’s a fucking better option! And even if you offer me the best opportunity, I will not give you the right to do so because who are you?!” You said as you harshly pointed out an index finger to his face.
“And not because you’re qualified for your Switzerland internship doesn’t mean your life will go any better! Y/N, I am giving you a life where you don’t have to experience hardship!” He argues without knowing that he is just fueling the fire.
“I don’t fucking need your help! Stop making the things you did to me as an excuse to ruin me! And also, not because you’re giving me everything doesn’t mean you have the right to control my life! You don’t have the audacity!”
“And what? You will suffer there and expect that after you suffer, you will eventually succeed?! Y/N, I am making your life easier! Why don’t you understand that?!”
His words made you stunned to speak. You didn’t know what to say nor to act because you’re speechless. He was beyond fucked up and you never imagine that he is like this. You never imagine that he can be this messed up. You just couldn’t believe it. 
You threw him with a disgusting stare before you spoke. “You’re unbelievable. You did great on disappointing me, Jungkook. I don’t even know you anymore.” You said and disappointment is evident in you. “Or do I even know you?” You added.
“Y/N.” 
“You don’t have the right to look down on me just because you have everything. And do you know what’s wrong with you? You’ve been fed with a silver spoon all your life that you don’t even know what the reality of life is.” You said aggrievedly and you gave him a hostile glare. 
“I don’t fucking want to see you again.” You finally said before you turned around to leave the room but before you even got to hold the doorknob, he caught your hand. 
“You’re not going to leave.” he demanded in his baritone voice.
“You don’t have the right to tell me what to do so put your hands off me.” You glared before you pulled your hand in him but you were surprised when he suddenly hugged you so tight that you could hear his heartbeat.
His heart thundered in his chest as he started to shake. He was suddenly panicking and he himself couldn’t even control his emotions.
His nightmare came to get him and he is scared. 
He’s losing you already. 
“Y/N, no no no. Please, you can’t leave me, baby.” A tear suddenly raced down to his cheeks and he’s already losing his mind. He pulled you for an embrace but you immediately pushed him away.
“Fuck off!” Is the last thing before you leave the room.
He was blinded by love for you that it was already consuming the both of you. He loves you so much that he can’t allow himself to let you leave him even for your own dreams. You’re like the air that he breathes and without you, he will die. 
He was blinded by love for you that he didn’t notice that he was also the one who made you leave him. 
You made him like this. Your love for him made him the person he is and you can’t blame him for loving you too much that it already suffocates you. 
You can’t blame him.
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In The Night | jjk
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pairing: stalker!jungkook + fem/afab!reader
word count: 2.3k
genre: smut, yandere, thriller
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, stalking, male masturbation, female masturbation, obsessive thoughts, yandere behavior, mention of filming without consent, vibrator use, body worship, breaking and entering, use of “princess”, it’s hot
— synopsis: When you find out that the shy tech guy has been watching you at night, you take matters into your own hands.
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Eleven P.M. on the dot. It’s almost time. Excitement bubbles in your stomach, nerves flowing from your toes to your fingertips. Immediately, you open your window just enough to leave a crack. Then, you sift through your dresser for something just right. Walking around in a bra and panties would be too obvious—you have to keep up the clueless act as best you can, but still be a tease.
So, you fish out an old shirt you had accidentally made into a too-short-to-wear-to-the-grocery-store crop tee, the graphic on the front more than halfway cut off. It’s perfect to show off the expanse of your stomach, which is key for what’s to come. Perhaps you can go with only that and panties—no doubt it would be game-changing, but you still grab for your heart pattern sleep shorts that do wonders for the shape of your ass. It’s perfect, and just in time.
Eleven-Ten P.M. He’s here. Adrenaline pumps through you at a speed incomprehensible, putting your heart to the test as you can practically hear it pounding. Remember, play it cool. You’re not supposed to know that he’s watching.
Yes, the hot, nerdy tech guy that seems to lose all collectiveness around you watches you through your window every single night. And honestly, you love it.
Of course, you’ve had the inner monologue about how it’s supposed to creep you the fuck out and that you probably should have called the cops by now. But that just wouldn’t be any fun, now would it?
You remember the first time you’d noticed him watching you. He was only on the rooftop of the neighboring building, sitting with his tripod set just over the cement railing, pointed straight into your bedroom window. That was about three weeks ago. Now, though…he’s gotten bold. Instead of being atop the next building, he now sits right outside your window on the fire escape, just out of sight. Although, he tends to become sloppy with staying hidden when he can’t keep from stroking himself faster and faster at the sight of you.
The feeling of eyes on you is unbelievably strong, especially now that you know his routine. It only fuels your actions further.
Laying flat on your bed with your right leg propped, you pretend to channel surf on your tv that’s mounted high on the wall facing your bed. As your left hand is occupied with pressing buttons on the remote, your right is lightly tracing over your stomach and fidgeting with your naval ring every now and then. Starting at your sternum, the tips of your fingers ghost over your skin, all the way down the waistband of your shorts, and back up; never breaking pace. You can practically feel his eyes following every movement, and you’re positive you’re not the only one wishing it was his fingers on you instead.
Audibly sighing, you feign boredom and act as if you couldn’t find a channel to settle on, so you just power off the television and toss the remote to the side. This is where the fun truly begins.
You look down at your stomach, pretending to ponder, as you rest your hand against your skin. Slowly, you begin to move your hand further down your stomach and under the waistband of your shorts. From there, you press your fingers slightly onto your mound where your clit lies right between your folds, feeling the small phantom of sensation. It’s nothing much at all, but you want to take this slow to leave him anticipating your every move.
Your chest caves with an exhale, then making sure to exaggerate your inhale and puff out your chest, nipples more than visible under the thin material of your crop top. This has to be driving him absolutely insane.
And is it ever. Jungkook’s back is pressed against the brick wall of the building, his neck twisted almost painfully in order to see through your bedroom window that he’s sitting right next to. His legs are folded against his chest in an effort to stay concealed from view, mainly from you since he could give a shit less if anyone else sees him. He only cares about you. He only cares about what you think. You are the only one he craves. And goddamn do you look ravenous right now.
He could almost feel your skin under his fingertips with everything you’re putting on display. The way your breasts move up and down with your deep breaths, he could almost hear your gasps. If he tries hard enough, he just actually might be able to. It was impossible to miss the small opening in your window. His eyes are glued to where your fingers are circling in between your thighs. It’s almost as if you want him to see with the way your leg closest to the window is lying flat on your bed, giving him a front row seat of your clothed cunt.
The erection between his legs pushes against his dark skinny jeans, something he fears may become painful if he gets any harder. And with the direction you’re taking things, he most likely will. So, to relieve some of the pressure, he unbuttons his jeans and lets the zipper slowly slide down on its own. Afraid to miss something, he turns back to look at you, only to see that you’re practically mimicking his actions by sliding down your own shorts. The sight of it moving gracefully down your legs only to fly off of your ankle and onto the floor makes him wish more than anything that he were the one undressing you.
For now, he’s more than grateful to be able to see you like this, in one of your most vulnerable states, thinking that you’re all alone. The tip of his dick peeks out from his waistband, precum smearing onto his stomach as he watches you slowly grinding on your own fingers. You’re teasing him, you know you are. It’s the whole reason why you’re still rubbing yourself over your underwear and not directly on your pussy. That and the thin cloth gliding against your clit coupled with the feeling of a certain pair of dark eyes on you is electrifying. You’re starting to have a hard time not losing yourself in what you started.
Fuck it, you think as you twist around and reach to your bedside table where your pink vibrator lies. It’s a few inches long and not exactly thick, but the vibration does wonders every time. Once it’s in your grasp, you make yourself comfortable over the duvet with your back propped up against the pillows. It takes everything in you not to look out your window and meet his eyes as you slide your underwear down your legs. He still thinks I don’t know he’s watching, I have to keep going. With your underwear at the foot of your bed, you bend your legs and let your knees fall to either side of you, giving him a perfect view of your glistening pussy with your legs wide open. You wonder if he knows that you’re this way for him—because of him.
At this point, Jungkook’s cock is already out and in his hand. His pumps are slow while he simultaneously tries to focus on you and relieving his problem that you caused. His eyes are glued to your form, heart practically jumping out of his chest when he watches as you grab the vibrator. He’s torturing himself with the lagging movements of his hand, fingers only gently brushing that sweet spot just under his tip. It’s all driving him crazy. You’re driving him crazy. It’s as if he’s in a lustful frenzy with the way his chest rises and falls rapidly with deep breaths. His body is on fire.
And then, your legs open like the doors to heaven. His breath hitches, dick throbbing violently in his tight grip as a drop of precum trickles over his thumb and down his length. His pupils are blown wide as he looks on at your glistening, glowing cunt for the very first time. God has he dreamt of this. And you’ve beyond exceeded his expectations. Of course, he knew your pussy would be pretty, how could it not when it’s on your ethereal body? But this…it’s perfect. His mouth waters as he could practically feel your clit on his tongue, the taste of your juices so sweet and so you. Fuck, he thinks as he tears his gaze away to look down at his length, having to harshly pinch his tip in order to not cum just from looking at you. He wants to feel good with you, and he’ll be damned if anything’s going to ruin it.
Once he turns his head toward you again, you’re already gliding the pink vibrator against your bare clit. With that, he resumes his strokes on his now insanely hard dick. As his hand goes up, he closes it around his tip and twists lightly, only to go back down, smearing precum over his length. The sight of you watching where the toy makes contact with your pussy does so many things to him, he doesn’t know how much longer he can take it.
That is until your jaw drops slightly—lips parting with a gasp he wishes to hear—as you slowly push the vibrator into your cunt. He can’t help but jerk himself with a now bruising pace. You’re practically giving him a visual aid of what it’d be like to fuck you. Him inside of you. He’s toyed with the fantasy often…very often, but always dismissed it thinking that he doesn’t deserve to feel the soft walls of your pussy around him. Yet, there isn’t anyone else that deserves to either.
You’re definitely enjoying this more than you’d originally thought. Originally, you weren’t even going to go this far, but now you’re in too deep, and you have to see it through. You’re also not complaining. You don’t even have the breath to do so when all that passes your lips are moans and groans from the euphoria flowing from your core. A thin layer of sweat coats your chest, giving you the perfect opportunity to lift your top, revealing your breasts. Your nipples immediately harden from being exposed to the cool air of your room, only enhancing the feeling when your fingertips smooth over one of them. With one hand on your cunt and the other toying with your nipple, a jolt of pleasure shoots through your body as your back arches and your head falls back onto the pillows. The otherwise quiet room is filled with your noises and all you can think about is him and what he might be doing to himself right now. You must be sick to be getting off to your stalker, but you don’t want any medicine either. It’s the best high you’ve had in a long while.
Your walls clamp around the vibrator as you move it in and out of you at a steady pace. For the first time you can feel the vibrations on your clit from inside, and it’s ecstasy. You’ve tried it before, yet your attempts were futile. It has to be him doing this to you; the effect he has on you is dangerous, but it feels so good.
Meanwhile, Jungkook is having a hard time not reaching his climax before you. He feels blissed out, both from his own motions and just looking on at your form. If he could only replace the hand on your breast with his, and the vibrator with his cock—oh, he’d stretch you out so fucking good, he just knows it. And while he hadn’t heard your moans before, he sure as hell hears them now. Your sweet, pleasured noises make his head spin and he is absolutely feral. The things he would do, the people he’d kill to put his mouth on your skin, on your pussy, on your lips. Oh, those lips of yours would look so pretty around his cock.
Suddenly, he sees your chest heaving, eyebrows furrowing, and mouth opening wider as you move the vibrator in and out of you at a faster rate. He mimics the pace on his own length, the feeling getting stronger and stronger and he knows—you’re about to cum together. He doesn’t stop, just as you don’t, and his eyes are practically superglued to your pussy, watching it suck in the toy every time you pull it out. Shit, you must be so tight and—
Simultaneously, your body jolts right as cum shoots from his tip. You ride out your orgasm on the vibrator as Jungkook milks his throbbing cock with gasps in the night. In his mind, all of his cum is shooting deep into you, so much so that it would leak from your cunt. It’s much better than the reality, which is all of it landing onto the fire escape and even over the railing.
You push the vibrator into you one last time before turning it off and pulling it out. Your walls spasm at the friction, extremely overstimulated, and you hiss at the feeling.
Unbeknownst to the both of you, the same thought runs through both of your minds: That’s the hardest I’ve ever came.
And you’re satisfied with yourself, confident that you put on a good show for him. And who knows, you might even do it again sometime. You know for sure he’ll be back after tonight.
But right now, you’re spent, completely exhausted to the point that you don’t even bother putting your clothes back on and just pull the duvet over your form. With the last bit of energy, you reach over and pull the string to your lamp, blanketing your room in darkness as your heavy eyelids fall to a close.
You’re just on the edge of slumber when you feel a dip in your bed. Finally, your cat Minx came to lay with you for the rest of the night. With that thought, you let yourself fall asleep once again.
Until you remember that Minx never jumps on your bed by herself.
Your eyes snap open to find Jungkook’s dark and bulky form crawling onto your bed, now much closer as his face is mere inches from yours. The smirk on his lips is sinister, striking fear into your soul.
“You didn’t think we were done just yet, did you, princess?”
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© jiminstonic June 2022
a/n: this is my first time writing smut so go easy on me pls! this was originally in my drafts forever and i finally got the will to finish it, and im so glad i did. i hadn’t initially planned on releasing it this early, but decided to for the follower milestone because that is more than i could ever ask for. the support is amazing and im so thankful <333
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still with you | y!jungkook x fem!reader
summary: being the most famous and popular youtuber and singer has its kicks. great fans, terrible fans, weird fans, you’ve seen and had them all… but this fan? you wish you never had…
warnings: jk is WEIRD okay he’s weird asf in this, male masturbation, stalking, jungkook is an idol in this, mentions of kidnapping, murders, yandere.
tag list: none.
note: i’ll switch from You to Y/N a lot. Bold and Line Through. Are Jk’s negative thoughts, more so the weird ones. this is a preview imagine of spooktober!!
“so who’s your favorite singer, Jungkook?” an interviewer asked as they, BTS, where doing a short little tv appearance. the question was, who is an artist you’d love to collaborate with in the near future, everyone had their fair share of answers but the one person Jungkook had in mind was no other than, Y/N L/N.
She was bigger than any other singer or youtuber out there, with 45 Million subscribers on youtube and millions of fans over the world, she was everywhere. She has done video collaborations with CoryxKenshin, Berleezy, PG, DashieGames and many more. She is adored.
Jungkook found her channel when she was a newbie to the youtuber world. He liked the video of her trying on different clothes from all over the world, room tours, decorating, gaming videos, vlogs, but he got more into her once he found out she did music. He had to be the first person to ever really be her fan in his eyes, of course. He loved her for a very long time.
“I’d have to say, Y/N L/N… i love her… style and her youtube channel. i’m a huge fan!” he answered happily. The crowded went absolutely crazy as he’s always talked about Y/N. you would think they dated the way he promoted her so much.
“Really? she is coming her next Friday for an interview! did you hear she’s doing a world tour, starting with South K?” the interviewer asked. “Yes yes, i want to get me a ticket the minute they go on sale..” he smiled happily and the crowd awed at his answer.
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“I’ll definitely let you guys know when my tickets go on sale, obviously! That’s it for now, until next time, see you!” You smiled ending the recording and big a stretch. You are glad that it was just a little clip that you need to edit to post out later, but boy was it tough being a youtuber, you loved it though.
As soon as you got up you heard your phone going off profusely. You went to grab it and saw it was twitter and you were being tagged in a certain posted. It was a video of Jungkook from BTS during a, which you assume, recent interview. “ I love her.” is what a lot of fans were saying in the comments. It was a quote of what Jungkook said in the video. Instead of really responding just yet you reshared the clip saying “ The love is mutual 💜 @BTS_twt!” and posted it.
You’ve always been a fan of BTS! You loved everything about them, the message they were sending out about loving yourself, taking care of you, living your life no matter what anyone has to say about it, you loved it all! You never really knew that Jungkook was a fan of yours. Little do you know you wished you never knew that..
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“Kook, you’ve been literally staring at her retweet since we got back to the hotel.” Taehyung spoke out with his eyebrow up. “I’m starting to think this is a little more than a fan thing. You have a crush on her don’t you?” Jin in also chipped in, pinching Jungkooks cheeks. The two were ready to start to teasing him. “ Actually, i do.” he stated calmly still looking at the tweet thing clicking on her twitter account.
“ Oh, we thought we had a chance to tease you… fuck.” Taehyung said as the elevator dinged. “ Well, we will see you in a few for dinner? jimin and I have a Vlive to do. Get some rest!” He spoked as Him and Jimin stepped out the elevator and walked to jimins room.
Jungkook nodded and walked to his room, taking out his keycard and holding it to the door to open it. He sighed as he walked in and instantly decided to take a shower. He went into the bathroom, started the water, put on some music, Y/N of course, and got undressed.
He stepped into the shower and let out a moan of relaxation. Jung let the water run down his body and he closed his eyes. Soon, a picture of you appeared in his head. You and him, together, in the shower taking turns to clean each other. He took his hands that was covered in soap and grasped your beautiful tits and slowly massaged them. The image of him doing that sent a shock wave to his crotch, which he tried to ignore.
Slowly the image started to get steamy, your imaginary moans filled his ears making them melt. Jungkook grabbed his hard length that was dripping from the water and his precum. He began the stroke his cock slowly imagining it was your tight pussy. He moaned going faster feeling himself about the release any minute. He never lasted when he imagined it, but he promised you, kinda, that he’d go longer, seven days a week even. As he cummed and grunted watching his cum shoot all over the shower walls and some getting on the floor, he saw your face one last time and it was you giving you a sweet kiss on the tip of his cock that sent shivers up his spine.
After, he cleaned himself with some warm vanilla with brown sugar and almonds scented soap, your favorite, he got out, dried off, and got dressed. Jungkook looked at the time and saw he still had an hour to spare.
He went to bag and took out his computer and decided to watch a few of your videos. This is his day to day. You are his day to day schedule. No matter what, he will get at least 5 videos of Y/N in a day.
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Concerts were always fun! Making music was fun too! But once you heard that you would be collaborating with the Jeon Jungkook for a cover of his song Still With You, you were shocked! I mean less than A day ago, you found out that he was a huge fan, now you are collaborating with him?
You were currently in the studio rehearsing some of the notes when your manager walks in and says “ Hey! Mr, Jeon is on his way up! Just thought i should let you know.” He smiles and as your about to answer there is a soft knock. “ Come on in.” you say and stand up. Jungkook walks in and you almost gasp.
“Oh my you are more handsome in person.” Manager says lets out a little chuckle. “ I’m Tim, I’m her manager and that’s obviously -“ “ Y/N…” Jungkook cut Tim off before he could even get your name out. He couldn’t stop staring at you. Gosh, you are so beautiful in person. So small under his gaze. ‘i could take her from here, kill her manager and live off the grid, nobody would know. just so little…’
“ Right! It’s so nice to meet you, Jungkook! Um, you can sit here,” you point to the chair “ I’m gonna head in the booth to record these parts.” you smiled and took the paper in with you. Jungkook eagerly but slowly sat down in your chair. Watching as you put on the headset. Tim walked over and pressed a few buttons to make sure that it was recording. He put his thumb up and Y/N was in her own world.
“So, Jungkook, how long are you in the states for?” Tim asked leaning against the side of the frame, watching Y/N. Honestly, Jungkook hated Tim. He hated any that got close to what was his. He didn’t like it. When y/n did collaborate on videos he would report that video and thumbs down it. Even with songs he wouldn’t listen to it. He hated Tim because he wish he was Tim. Near her 24/7, being able to touch her, smell her, make her laugh, pick her outfits, take her to dinner, all the things Tim could do. He wanted Tim out the picture. Now.
“ Well originally it wasn’t for long, but then this opportunity came up and i wasn’t going to miss it for anything.” He answered plainly also staring at Y/N but with a different look in his eyes, Lust, Love, and Fear. Fear for you seeing him do what he was about to do to Tim. He didn’t want his wife getting scared yet. They haven’t even moved away yet.
“Yeah same with her. I’m gonna step out. I have a few things to do for a few other artists. Have fun and make a beautiful hit, i already know it is.” Tim smiled and left just like that. Jungkook let a breath of fresh air out. Finally.
Finally. It was time. Jungkook got up and took off his jacket. It was getting hot in here to him, though he knows Y/N prefers her studio cold. He went to the light switched and looked up seeing the lights could be changed to colors, he chose purple. Your favorite.
Y/N stepped out of the recording booth and closed the door to it and sat back down. You instantly went over your vocals and nodded your head liking how they came out. “ they are beautiful… perfect even.” Jungkook mumbled from behind you and pulled up a chair sitting a little too close to you. You definitely noticed it.
“Thank you, Jungkook.” Y/N smiled and stood up to look at a few things and Y/N almost wanted to run. The whole vibe was off, y/n could feel his eyes looking her up down since he walked in the studio. Y/N sat back down quickly and turned to Jungkook and forced a smile. “ It’s your turn! while you record it have to go speak with Tim about what to do next. i’ll Play the track when you are ready.” He watched her lips move, oh how he wanted to kiss them.
Jungkook snapped out of his trance and stood up entering the recording booth and sliding on the headphones. He loved the smell of the booth, it smelled just like you. your scent. Y/N put her thumb up and pressed play and didn’t even wait for him to start singing. She got up and left the room closing the door and taking a deep breath putting her head on the door. “ What the fuck was that?” you mumbled.
“What was what?” Tim spoke which made you jump harshly. “ FUCK! Tim don’t do that shit!”
“ I.. are you okay? you seem kinda scared. what’s wrong?” Tim read your face and just knew that you were upset, frightened even. “ Tim, there is something extremely wrong with… him.” she whispered while looking around. “ Him? Mr. Jeon? what do you mean? he seemed fine when i left.” He raises his eyebrow. “ Maybe you’re just nervous, Honey.”
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While Y/N was in the hallway, Jungkook was done singing his lines and exited the booth, smiling. He wanted to impress Y/N with his beautiful vocals. “ That was… Y/N?” he said looking around the room, not seeing his girl in the chair. He calmed down and remembered that she had to do something. ‘Good, she didn’t run away.’
Jungkook sat down and waited for her.
10 minutes…
20 minutes…
25 minutes…
Finally, the door opened and walked Y/N with some refreshments. “ Sorry, the internet was a little slow.” she sits down and avoids his hand that he held out for the water bottle and placed it on the table. “ Let’s finish this for now so you can get going i’m sure you are very busy.” she said as she saved and downloaded both their vocals onto her flash drive.
“ Can i be honest with you, Y/N?” Jungkook asked while staring at the computer. She turned to look at him and then back at the computer, closing it. “ Yeah, of course.” she scooted back a bit to just give space. she felt like she couldn’t breathe.
“ Im really… a huge fan of yours. I love everything you do..” he started. “ the feeling is mutual, Kook.” she commented and smiled. “ No, not in that light… Ever since i found your videos back in 2019, when you first started. I instantly felt this this connection. Like we belong together. I started liking your photos and videos everywhere and then i found out that you do music.. i just fell more in love with you.” As he confessed he was doing this weird smile like, he enjoyed telling Y/N his confession. “ Im in love with you.” he ended. Y/N was taken back. Her feeling wasn’t wrong. There is definitely something not right about him. this was it.
“ Oh, that’s so sweet! I appreciate it, Jungkook.. but i don’t know what you want from me after telling me that, I.. I feel as though maybe we just keep it professional. just two artists being friends yeah?” Y/N stood up and began to pack her things up. Jungkook felt something click in his head. Like a switch turned off. “ I don’t… i dont understand… You don’t… love me back?” he asked also standing up. “ Be friends?… what do you take me as? Do you like toying with me?”
“ What? Jungkook that’s not… i never did that.” Y/N answered confused. “ Oh baby don’t be confused. You said all those times you love me. You even twitted the feeling is mutual.” He stepped toward Y/N corning her between the table and his tall stature.
Y/N turned around slowly, “Listen, i didn’t mean it like that. And if you are going to talk to me, please give me some space.” He looked in your eyes and chuckled lightly. “ Why would we need space… i finally have you this close to me… i’m not letting it go.” He gently took the hair that was falling in front of your face and pushed it behind your ear. You leaned away from the touch and pushed him with all your strength. He moved back enough for you to get to the door with your bag and open it. You flew out the room the last thing you heard was Jungkook humming.
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You walked- no you ran through the car lot looking for your car, all of sudden not being able to remember where you parked this morning. You stopped to catch your breath and smiled once you saw your car.
You pressed the unlock button and quite literally jumped in your car and locked the doors. You put your hand on the steering wheel and just thought about what all happened. Jeon Jungkook just admitted to being madly in love with you. You should be happy, right? You are terrified. He stalked you basically your entire career and has been in love with you since you started your career. You can’t be happy after hearing that.
You got it together and grabbed your car keys and put it in the ignition, starting your car and driving home.
You should really check your back seats more..
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You happily went inside your apartment and instantly took a shower. You didn’t forget about what happened the few hours before but the shower just eased your mind.
Once you got out and got dressed, the pitch blackness of your bedroom comforted you usually, But it made you uneasy. As it should.
You got in bed and sleep quickly took over you but not enough, as you awoke to hearing your bed room door creak close. You were scared shitless to even get up, fear making your body go numb. You heard that same melody again, that now cursed melody of Still With You. Jungkook was humming it before you ran out.
‘oh my…’ you mouthed as you felt the bed dip and someone get under the covers with you and slowly wrap their arms around you.
“ Good Night, Baby~. Tomorrow is a big day for us. Our new beginning.” Jungkook whispered into your ear and kissed your neck softly before sighing and singing you to sleep. That same cursed song…
“언제쯤일까 다시 그댈 마주한다면
When will I face you again?
눈을 보고 말할래요
I want to look you in the eye and tell you
"보고 싶었어요"
"I missed you"
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Limerence |JJK - Teaser|
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Limerence - The state of being infatuated or obsessed with someone.
Pairing: mafia boss!Jungkook x f!reader
Teaser warnings: angsty, Jungkook’s being kind of an ass
Summary: You never thought you would be tied up with the mafia, your life having been boring and the same. However, when a god of a man walks into the cafe you work at, you want to catch his attention in hopes you won’t feel so lonely anymore. Two thoughts that don’t cross your mind, one, that the stranger has been observing you for the past couple months, two, that he’s one of the biggest mafia bosses in all of Korea, deciding both of you that you will be his wife.
Genre: angst, non-idol au, yandere!Jungkook, smut..
Word count: 426
A/n: ik this is short, but I think it’s a decently good teaser and I’m really excited to put this out there, I probably won’t update too terribly often, considering my other series’, safe and sound being my main which will be the most updated, but like I really wanted to do this :)
This will, of course, be in a chapter most likely later on in this series, after they start dating and Y/n moves in with JK, so kinda just a sneak peak on what it’ll be like later :)
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“I’m..I’m pregnant.” You whisper, looking at your hands as you nervously play with them. “You’re what?” Jungkook’s cold voice rings in the air. “You said you were on the pill.” Jungkook says, his chair screeching as he pushes it back and stands. You flinch at the sound, keeping your eyes trained on your hands.
Jungkook’s tattooed hand makes its way into your hair, fingers curling around the strands before he yanks you up by your hair. “Ah!” You whimper, fingers curling around Jungkook’s arm. “How are you pregnant, if you’re on. The fucking. Pill?” He asks, fingers tightening on your hair when your eyes squeeze shut. “I-I ran out.” You whimper out, looking at Jungkook through teary eyes. “You ran out?” He asks, laughing. “Why didn’t you fucking tell me?” He asks, slamming you against a nearby wall. “I tried!” You yell, fighting against him.
Jungkook frowns, his free hand coming up to your throat, fingers curling tightly around your neck. You gasp for air, brows furrowing at the lack of it. “Do not fucking raise your voice at me.” He growls, face coming closer to yours. You attempt to say sorry, your lips only moving as nothing comes out because of Jungkook’s hold on your neck. “I’m getting you abortion pills.” He says, removing his hands from you before walking away.
You fall to the floor, gasping for air. “I..wanna..keep it.” You gasp out hoarsely, a hand resting against your throat. “You what?” Jungkook asks, voice dangerously low as he walks back towards you. “I wanna keep it.” You say, louder this time. “We’re not gonna fucking keep it.” Jungkook says, standing beside your hunched over frame. “Then I am.” You say.
Jungkook scoffs, “And how the fuck are you gonna do that? I can just kill it when you’re sleeping.” He says, crouching beside you. “Then I’ll run away.” You say, looking up at Jungkook. His eyes darken, a frightening frown pulling at his lips.
Then he’s lifting you up by your hair, dragging you down the hall to your shared room. “Let me go!” You beg, back burning from the carpet where your shirt has ridden up. “Clearly you need to learn a thing or two about trying to leave me.” Jungkook says. Your heart sinks, clawing at his arm to no avail. “Please.” You say, a sob slipping past your lips as he opens the door. “Please!” You beg, louder.
“I need to get you back in check, baby. I’m in charge and you’re not. You never will be.”
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A/n: I hope y’all like this, I honestly am really excited for this
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polarity | 05 yandere!jungkook au
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pairing: yandere!jungkook x (f) reader
genre: yandere
warnings: 18+ , toxic relationships, unhealthy and obsessive behavior , mentions of mental health, manipulation, blackmail, cheating,
word count: 13.1k
summary: Your best friend’s new boyfriend becomes infatuated with you…
Parts: 01 | 02 | 03 | CS | 03 JK | 04 | 05 
A/N: So sorry for the delay but my wifi was doing me dirty again. Hope you guys enjoy !:) ALSO this is not edited yet so forgive me .
Neither of you said anything at first, not a single greeting or question was uttered. You both stood there, letting your eyes wander over each other in curiosity for god knows how long.
There was still one thing that stood out though. How the woman’s gaze kept returning to your necklace.
“I’m sorry, you are?…” She was the first one to speak, you were yet to form the appropriate response to acknowledge her and explain what you were doing in her son’s apartment.
You debated what you should tell her. The truth? It was out of the question, you were naive but not that naive. The first time meeting her and you immediately jump to accuse her son of blackmail and tell her everything wrong with him? Those were dangerous waters, you still didn’t know if what Jungkook told you about his family was true or not.
There was so much left unclear and so much yet you didn’t know.
“I-,” You take a step back, further widening the door open. “I’m Jungkook’s girlfriend.”
The lie sat surprisingly well on your tongue, as if that’s exactly what you truly were now. You supposed it was, not willingly but that’s  the title he would undeniably give you.
His mother doesn’t seem as shocked as you expected her to be despite the way her eyes widened momentarily, and her mouth opened slightly as a gasp left her.
“Oh!” She told you, her face relaxing as realization slowly seemed to hit her. “Yes, of course. He told me about you.”
He had?
You can’t help to be taken aback, not expecting Jungkook to actually mention you to his mother. How long had she known about you? Was it a recent thing? You wondered if Jungkook had already fed her too many lies , convincing her that he had formed a normal relationship with you.
The thought made you uneasy, how far had Jungkook planned this exactly?
“O-oh, really? I’m sorry I wasn’t expecting you.” You glance behind you, awkwardly shifting your gaze as you try to figure out what to do next. It felt unnatural and you weren’t sure how to go about any of this.
Had Jungkook been so confident that he  didn’t expect you to tell his mother any bit of the truth or about his demented actions? Or did he simply not care?
“Please, come in.” Feeling like the outsider , you moved to the side as the woman gave you a smile and slipped past you. Her heels clicked against the floor and echoed throughout the entire apartment.  You shut the door gently before taking unsure steps behind her.
The food she had brought in the tupperware filled the air in no time, overpowering the scent of the breakfast that Jungkook had placed for you on the counter. She set the container next to your food before flashing another smile, a tight lipped one that was arguably weaker and more hesitant.
“I apologize , I didn’t want to meet you this way. “ She tells you as she takes a look around. “ I assumed Jungkook would bring you over for dinner to our house eventually..”
You wanted to ask her so much, your curiosity was threatening to overflow  but you had to force yourself to reel it back in.
“U-Uh yeah, I’m sorry. I just, I didn’t even know Jungkook had said much about me to you.” You explain as you cross your arms over your chest and stand awkwardly on the other side of the counter. “ He left to go run an errand, he won’t be long.”
She nods in understanding. You begin to wonder how often his mother visited him, he gave the impression that he wasn’t close to her anymore for obvious reasons but if they truly had that bad of a relationship, you assumed she wouldn’t be showing up at his apartment with a home cooked meal for him.
You could feel Jungkook's mother stare at you again, her eyes going downwards as she took in your attire. A bubble of embarrassment took over you, not only because you probably looked like a literal mess but because you somehow thought she just knew of the activities you had been up to all night. It almost made you feel shameful.
“He actually hasn’t told me much about you, he’s only mentioned you occasionally but I had no idea you two were that serious.” His mother says to you and when you don’t immediately reply, she quickly voiced her regret.
“Unless you aren’t that serious, I apologiz-“
“No! No it’s okay, we are.” You confirm, just finishing up digging your grave.
Her face relaxes, giving you a sympathetic look.
“I’m glad. My son is a bit private, even with me, so I don’t really know what goes on much in his life.” She adds as she stares down at the tupperware container.
“There’s plenty in here for you too by the way. don’t be shy.” She motions down to the food as you take a seat, realizing that standing still like a statue isn’t going to help the tension.
“Thank you,” You force out a smile. “You two are close, then?”
As soon as the words leave you, they feel rude and invasive which makes you stumble over your next sentence.
“I-I don’t mean to intrude, he just hasn’t told me much about his family.”
Her face doesn’t give away any discomfort by the question.
“Don’t worry, you’re not.” She assured you as she fixed her gaze on you. “ I don't know what my son has told you exactly but no, we aren’t as close as I would hope.”
At least that part was true, your thoughts whispered to you.
Perhaps Jungkook wasn’t a complete liar but you couldn’t yet be convinced , there were certain doubts still in place. What you had found in his bathroom was just one of the many hidden parts of him.
“Jungkook can be difficult but I suppose I can’t blame him. “ She continues as she turns, her eyes landing on the upper cabinets.
You listen intently, her words catching your attention as you watch her pull out a plate.
“It was my fault, I spoiled him too much. I gave him everything he wanted until I noticed how much I was ruining him so I stopped.” Her words remind you of what Jungkook had told you on Christmas, now it seemed like you were finally hearing his mother’s side of the story.
“The change was drastic but our family therapist urged me to fix my bad habits with Jungkook so he wouldn’t end up with bad behavioral issues. “ She states nonchalantly, as if she wasn’t discussing some intensely private matters with you. You wondered if she probably assumed Jungkook had already told you this. 
She takes the lid off the tupperware and scoops up some of the hot food onto the plate. You can’t help but notice the way her hands slightly tremble as she does so.
“He really was the sweetest boy, he was so clingy to me always. I had quit my job completely  since the moment he was born so I spent all my time with him. “ Once she finishes pouring a good amount of food on your plate, she clicks the lid back on.
“But as he grew older, I noticed he had formed some pretty bad separation anxiety.”
Separation anxiety.
You took the plate she handed over to you, distractingly picking up the chopsticks as you nodded along to her words. She took a long pause, leaning over the counter and rested her chin on the palm of her hands.
“It was normal, you know? The therapist told me it happened to lots of kids. Especially  since he was an only child,  he had all my attention.” His mother smiled fondly as she said it, her eyes were sincere and twinkly at the memory.
“But our therapist told us that we needed to fix that, Jungkook was an angel with us but he started having some behavior issues at school. Not listening to the teachers and having tantrums about wanting to go home, he hated leaving my side.” She chuckled breathlessly, rubbing her temples.
“So I did what the therapist said, I stopped giving him everything he wanted. I also went back to work and that helped me balance the attention with my own life.”
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary with her words, you thought. To you, it sounded like a normal parent doing the best for their child and some regular family issues but then you wondered why Jungkook had such a more negative and dramatic view of it, had it impacted him a lot more than his mother realized?
“My husband hated the idea, he wanted me to stay home and give all my attention to Jungkook. “ You took a bite out of the delicious food she had given you, trying not to seem too put off by what she was telling you.
“He had an old fashioned mindset. He still blames me for Jungkook resenting me until now but he doesn’t understand, the therapist told me Jungkook had an almost unhealthy attachment to me and that it would cause problems later in his life if I didn’t try to fix it then.” She sighs, looking genuinely upset but she quickly masks it with a sad smile.
“But I feel like Jungkook is finally letting go of  the past, you know?” His mother tilting her head at you as her fingers played with the ends of a paper towel in front of her.
They even shared similar mannerisms, you thought to yourself in dark fascination.
“ Lately, he’s been visiting more often and I do wonder if it’s because of you.”
You nearly choke on the food in your mouth when she says that. You let out a cough, swallowing down the last bits of rice.
“Me?” You ask her with an evident confused expression.
She nods, her eyes lingering on your neckline again.
“That necklace. My son gave it to you, didn’t he?” Her tone is inquisitive but light. There is no doubt she’s an attorney, she held that intimidating yet persuasive stance to her.
You can’t hide your shock  as you peer down at the dainty butterfly pendant.
“Yes…how did-“
“It was mine, well it used to be mine.” She gives you another long stare and a smile tugs on her lips. “ My husband gave it to me when we first started dating. I told Jungkook I’d pass it down to him for him to give to the love of his life.”
“Granted, I told him that when he was only about 13 so he laughed in my face and told me I should just keep it instead because he’d never love someone as much as he loved me.”
You could practically feel the blood draining from your face. The food in your stomach threatened to come right back up.
“Of course this was before we had gone to those therapy sessions and he ended up resenting me completely not long after that so I thought he had forgotten about it.” She laughed, looking a bit stunned at her son’s erratic behavior and how he managed to remember something so seemingly insignificant.
“It gives me so much hope, you know?” His mother beams suddenly, her expression fully morphing into one of pure happiness. “My son finally is starting to talk to me more, little by little. It must be this positive change in his life.”
She was referring to you.
She thought you were the positive change in her son’s life that was causing him to finally start to rekindle his relationship with her. You wanted to laugh at the thought but you couldn’t even completely deny it with full confidence. Could that be partly true? You supposed it was strange that Jungkook had a strained relationship with her all these years and suddenly starts talking to her more and visiting her more often the moment he formed this sick relationship with you.
Or was it just a coincidence? You didn’t know what to think anymore.
Why you would have any sort of impact on him bettering his relationship with his mother was beyond you.
“You…you think that’s because of me?” You had set the chopsticks down, giving his mother your full attention.
“I mean, yes.” She nodded, knitting her eyebrows. “ You seem like a sweet girl, it could be that he’s simply needed that love and encouragement from someone in his life to push him to get close  with his family again.”
You didn’t know what to say to that, your mouth hung open slightly .
“I apologize, I didn’t mean to put this amount of weight on your or anything but I’m just so glad my son is happy with you.” His mother rushes out the words, standing straighter. “In return, he’s probably just naturally been wanting to change and get close to me again.”
“Love does that to people, you know.” Her eyes meet yours and you can’t see any deception in them, she truly meant what she was saying to you.
Love.
You don’t know why you would doubt it, his mother seemed so heartbroken when she was explaining how much Jungkook had turned against her when she thought she had been doing the best for him. It seemed as if she was desperate to finally have some of her son’s love back and for them to be close again.
It wasn’t as if you were a mother so you couldn’t exactly judge her. You knew it must have been hard for her, she clearly seemed to want the best for her son, as any mother would.
It made you feel bad for him, and you knew you were nearing dangerous waters with those types of feelings surfacing inside you. But somehow the image of a young Jungkook being left so  confused by the drastic decision of his mother’s attention being taken away was slightly heart shattering.  From what his mother said, this likely happened when he was thirteen so just at the start of his preteen stage, it had probably made things even more difficult for him to cope.  He was only a young boy.
Vulnerable and helpless.
You pushed the pitiful image away, scolding yourself.
It was concerning how much you were willing to sympathize with Jungkook, no matter how sad some parts of his childhood were. This was the person who had you blackmailed and cornered into being his girlfriend. This was still the guy who came in and shattered your relationship with your best friend .
He also showed you the true colors of your best friend, your thoughts reminded you bitterly.
“I really hope I didn’t scare you off with that, I just got too caught up in the moment.” His mother’s voice brings you out of your inner turmoil.
“No no, it’s okay. I understand.” You reply to her with a reassuring smile. “ I’m glad to know more about him.”
She nodded at that, a new expression taking over her soft features.
“You’re pretty quiet, I always thought my son would go for the opposite.” 
Her comment sits uncomfortably with you, not knowing exactly what she meant.
“Really?” You reply instead.
“My son is just really strong minded at times, he's a lot to handle so I just imagined he’d go for someone that would keep him in line. More outgoing or bold perhaps.”
You can’t help but wonder what she would’ve thought if Eunji was in your place. She seemed to fit the description better, no matter how much Jungkook denied ever liking her you couldn’t deny that they looked like they fit each other.  You also can’t help but wonder that if maybe Jungkook would have given Eunji more of a chance, he would have actually fallen for her instead.
That scenario would have been a dream come true for you a few weeks ago, it would have been your saving grace, even if it meant you’d have to completely resign to Eunji’s love forever and watch her be in love with someone that wasn’t you.
Now though, that scenario made your stomach turn for a completely different reason.
You found yourself scared at the realization that you didn’t like the thought of Jungkook preferring Eunji.
It made a familiar burning sensation bubble  inside you, a feeling you thought you could  only ever feel in regards to Eunji in the past when you saw her kissing and flirting with anyone.
Now, that ugly feeling of jealousy was not for her but for Jungkook.
“But I like you,” His mother added in a whisper, almost playfully as she raised an eyebrow. “ You kinda remind me of myself when I was your age.”
That made you feel even more bewildered, a mix of emotions ran through you , each one too contradicting to dissect.
“Jungkook told me you used to suffer from anxiety, “ You comment gently, swallowing thickly. “ I do too.”
“Is that so?” She seemed a little surprised by the sudden reveal, but she processed it fairly quickly. “ Well, it looks like we are quite similar.”
“I bet my son takes good care of you then, he was also so sweet to me when I used to have panic attacks.” She comments and you don’t why that brings you comfort.
Deep down, you were afraid Jungkook had possibly lied about that just to feed into your weaknesses.
“Yeah, he does.”
He does.
You weren’t as reluctant to admit that to yourself as you should’ve been because it was simply true. He did provide comfort to you in those moments of terror and uneasiness. But he was also the one who caused so much of those feelings. He was the one who had cornered you, the one to push you into his life without asking or caring for your willingness.
Was it fair to say Jungkook knew how to give you the sensation of safeness you longed for while also being the one to so easily rip it away?
He could be two things at once, you supposed.
Two things could be true at once. No matter how contradicting they were.
——
You were left staring at the wall in silence for far too long after Jungkook’s mother left with a chaste excuse of being late to a meeting and you reassured her you would tell her son that she came by. Picking at your nails, your eyes danced across the living room, the silence would’ve been uncomfortable if your thoughts could let you rest but they never did.  You soon came to realize that you were never truly alone but  your mind always proved to be bad company.
The dishes were washed and you tried to tidy up the room to kill some time, not to mention you felt the responsibility to do something while you were staying here.
Glancing behind you, you eyed the plastic container. The food his mother had brought was sitting on the counter, and you were tempted to warm it up before Jungkook came home. It would surely be cold by now.
You untangled yourself from the curled up position you had been in on the sofa and crossed over to the kitchen. A part of you felt like you were intruding and that you shouldn’t touch any of his stuff but the other part of you felt ridiculous for even thinking that. Jungkook had practically forced you into his home, the least you could try to do was get comfortable in it.
It wasn’t as if he would mind you heating up food for him, would he?
You put the container in the microwave and your fingers twitched over the buttons until you clicked on the desired time.
Wandering off to the side, you turned your head down the hallway. Curiosity seems to get the best of you, that or your restlessness that you couldn’t put a stop to. You walked a few steps forward until you came across a room you had not yet explored. The door wasn’t fully closed and it only took a slight push of your fingertips to crack it open. The first thing you saw was a monitor planted onto a wide L-shaped desk that wasn’t  occupied with much. It was organized with regular stationery.  The room wasn’t as spacious as the others and you quickly realized this must’ve been Jungkook’s office where he got most of his work done.
Much like the rest of his apartment, nothing stood out much. The walls were blank here, no pictures hung up and it was minimalist in its appearance. You eyed the couple of folders on the desk, with some papers sticking out at the end and a coffee cup right beside them. You let yourself walk fully into the room, with your arms tightly crossed over your chest.
It was apparent that you didn’t exactly know what you were looking for, or why you were even looking for something. But after finding those pills in Jungkook’s bathroom, you couldn’t help but feel that you really didn’t know him at all. It wasn’t as if a certain medical condition was something he was obligated to tell you but you found it strange how he didn’t bring it up when he was so open about your anxiety disorder. Did he simply not find it important for you to know? You supposed it didn’t change anything but you felt a bit paranoid about him even more now.
It made you wonder what else Jungkook had not told you about. Was there more to him that you should know? After meeting his mother, it was clear to you that Jungkook had technically not lied to you but had simply given his side of the story. Was it possible that he was genuine in his feelings and that not everything he told you had an ulterior motive? 
Was it possible that you may have made a misjudgment on his overall character?
But of course, you couldn’t forget the obvious. Your eyes met the corners of the walls, searching for a little red dot that resembled the one of the night you first spent with him. To your surprise, there was none. Craning your neck, you inspected every inch of the room with alert eyes.
You let out a sigh as you mindlessly near his desk, your hand landing on the mouse. The movement caused the monitor screen to light up, a dark background popped up with a white bar that demanded the password to unlock it. Biting your lip, your fingers hovered over the keyboard. It took you a while to remember it but you did, you had recalled Eunji mentioning Jungkook’s birthday a few times and despite your unreliable memory at times , you managed to track it down.
Typing it out, you shakily clicked the arrow but it didn’t go through.
“Obviously..” You let out a dry laugh at your stupidity. Jungkook was not dumb enough to have his birthday as a password.
Why were you even doing this? What were you hoping to find on Jungkook’s work computer?
You didn’t know but for some reason you felt the urge to explore every area of his life. It felt unfair to you how he seemed to know everything about you, to know how even your own brain worked but yet you didn’t seem to know some mindless details about him.
A door slamming shut broke you out of your daze and you flinched, quickly pressing the backspace button.
“Shit.” You cursed, not even wanting to risk Jungkook catching you snooping through his things.  Backing away, you quickly slipped out the room and made your way back down the hallway.
Turning the corner, you saw Jungkook’s familiar figure next to the kitchen counter, he let his keys drop and turned his head to you with impeccable timing as you were just emerging from the entryway.
“Hi.” You say in a higher pitched tone than usual, you clear your throat almost immediately and watch his eyes trace behind you for a mere moment before he gives you a smile.
“Hey baby,” He drawls, holding his smile. A dark folder is held in his hands.
“Good news, everything is fixed.”
He hands it over to you and your hands greedily open it, feeling your heart hammer against your chest as you look over your transcript and a paper that holds the name of another university that isn’t your own.
“Your record will stay clean, they forgave your plagiarism accusation with no issues. Now all that is left to do is for you to apply to this new university.” He runs a hand through his hair, casually walking back over to the kitchen counter.
“God, I’ve been starving all day.” You hear him grumble, from the corner of your eye you watch as he picks up an apple but then just tosses it back over into the pile of fruit.
Your eyes return to the letters on the papers, eyebrows knitting together as you read  what seems to be enrollment information of a college you wouldn’t even dream of ever attending.  Jungkook nods over to the paper in your hands, tapping it with his index finger.
“Much better upgrade if you ask me. You can apply online today, I already told them to email your transcript over with a few….extra recommendations.” He explains with a knowing look, a sly smirk playing on his lips.
“But…if they forgave my scandal,” You begin, confused. “ Why must I transfer schools?”
Jungkook’s shrugs, “ I figured you wouldn't keep attending a place where there’s likely rumors spreading about you already. “
Rumors?
You had thought about that when they told you about the accusation, you remember thinking everyone already knew and would treat you badly because of it. I mean, who would want to befriend a student accused of plagiarism? It filled you with embarrassment.
“I’m sure nobody knows though.” You reasoned, not fully believing they could’ve figured it out so quickly. Besides, how would they possibly know?
Jungkook tilts his head, seeming to consider your words.
“You’d be surprised how quickly gossip spreads.” He tells you instead with a tone that entailed he already knew all about the college experience.
“I also figured you wouldn’t want to deal with Eunji anymore.”
You look up at him in surprise, eyes widening despite your attempt to keep your expression neutral. It’s a rookie mistake because Jungkook evidently takes notice,his dark eyes studying you.
You’re reminded of his threatening words this morning before left.
I never want to hear you even mention her name.
If Jungkook still felt so threatened by Eunji still, why was he the one bringing her up now?
“I mean, she likely has spread rumors about you sleeping with her boyfriend already. “ He frowns, a distasteful look morphing on his face. “ and it’s not as if you can deny them.”
His words hit you harder than you would’ve preferred and they answer the mental question. It was nothing new, you had already tormented yourself with the same thoughts since the night you first slept together. It’s not as if you expected Eunji to keep her mouth shut either, not with the way things had ended.
Yet hearing the words out loud from him was almost like confirmation of the less than ideal reality you faced.  It made you feel sleazy, gross and like some type of home wrecker. If it made you feel like this now, you couldn’t imagine how you would feel having complete strangers talking about it, much less if they threw insults about it your way.
It was like you could already hear the taunting whispers of gossip.
What a slut.
I can’t believe she did that to her best friend.
Trash.
They were so close, I wouldn’t have expected that from her.
You knew it shouldn’t matter to you as much as it did because it would simply be a fleeing moment in your experience there. Your peers would forget about it in a few weeks, the only people who would truly remember it would be Eunji’s friend group that you had not even interacted much with before. But your stomach still churned at the thought of those stares filled with judgment, those well-deserved dirty looks from left and right.
“She’s a bitch but she has a big circle of friends, she’s pretty and likable. “ Jungkook continued, not breaking his stare. “And you have to admit she’s in the right, at least from an outside perspective. “
A burning feeling thunders inside you.
“A-Are you taking her side or something?” You can’t believe the words that leave you but you can’t help but feel defensive.
You didn’t like the way he seemed to be implying she was right, that she wasn’t the bad guy here and that it could be you instead.
His eyebrows scrunch together, a low chuckle leaving him.
“What?” He asks in disbelief. “Of course not baby. “
You swallow, “Well, that’s what it sounded like…”.
His fingers trace below your jaw and you keep your gaze down.
“I’m just saying she will make your life hell there.” The words don’t comfort you but they do make you recoil at the possibility of him being completely right.
“Can’t be worse than what she already has done to me.”  You shake your head, crumbling the papers in your hands.” She’s such a fake person, I can’t believe I never saw it.”
I can’t believe how blinded I was by love, you think to yourself.
Jungkook doesn’t respond, he merely stares at you with an unreadable expression. His eyes slowly trailing down your face.
“Don’t you agree?” You can’t help but ask, not knowing how to feel about the look he was giving you.
Maybe it was your own paranoia but he always seemed to be eager to insult Eunji, his silence now made you want to shout at him for some reason. Just this morning , he was evidently pissed at the thought of you possibly texting Eunji and having any lingering feelings .  You figured that he’d take this moment to jump at attacking her again, to take as another opportunity to rub in your face how much of a bad friend she had been.
It was ludicrous really, you didn’t know why your emotions were running so erratic. Even worse, you didn’t know why you felt such a need for him to agree with you.
He raises an eyebrow, a few seconds pass before his lips tilt upwards.
“I can’t believe it…” He states, mouth forming into a full grin as his thumb caressed your cheek.
You frown.
“You’re jealous.” Any little space between you two disappears in an instant, his free hand lands on your hands that had curled into fists clenching your papers.
His eyes peak down.
“You’re actually jealous.” He whispers down at you with a beaming glint in his eyes.
“What?” You reply. “No I’m not.”
You’re not, you deny to yourself.
It wasn’t jealousy, right? That was impossible. Those feelings were not meant for Jungkook and they never could be. Not for someone like him. But it was if he could see right through your hesitance, through your bluff. Your eyes lock on his lips as he shakes his head.
“No?” His hand wraps around your waist, pulling you into his chest despite your frustration.
“Then I guess you wouldn’t mind me raving about how beautiful Eunji is, how interesting she was…how sexy she looked on top of me everytime we fuc-“
“Shut up!” You hiss at him, pulling yourself away from him instantly.
The image of them together sneaks its way into your head and you absolutely loathe it. It makes you feel sick for all the wrong reasons.
“You’re disgusting.” Jungkook doesn’t seem bothered by your jab at him, in fact, he seemed to be having the best time of his life watching how upset you were.
He feigns a pout, grabbing you by your waist again and this time you try your best to push against him but you fail . His grip is strong around you as you hit his chest.
“Here I was thinking you were still stuck on some pathetic puppy love for her but it’s the opposite isn’t it? You want me to hate her as much as you do now.” His nose touches yours and you can’t escape his gaze, you can’t free yourself from the heavy truth in his statement.
“You’re too cute baby but you should know by now that I don’t give a fuck about anyone else but you.” He breaths, his eyes darkening and you don’t have time to react before his lips press against yours.
Against your better judgment, you relax against his hold and let his mouth claim yours.
By the time he pulls away, you’re out of breath.
“I think you’ll love a fresh new start at a new university,” He tells you as your eyes flutter open.
Your stomach dips, the pitter patter of your heart intensifies.
“With no Eunji and no reminders of her betrayal…” A stray piece of hair is tucked behind your ear, a habit of his that you have just become aware of. “ or yours.”
Jungkook was so confusing to you, that's one thing that never seemed to change.   Sometimes he said the sweetest and most reassuring things to you, sometimes you felt like you could see his controlled demeanor crack. In very rare moments that his vulnerability shined through, he seemed like just a scared boy.
Other times, it seemed like he enjoyed placing so many doubts inside your head, like he took pride in being able to install so much insecurity and fear in you. His words didn’t sound intentionally malicious but why did they feel it?
“Unless I’m wrong?” His lower pitched tone made you look back up at him. His hand had stilled on your hair, his lips a straight line.
“Unless you really want to see the person who said so many horrible things behind your back everyday.” He cocked his head, eyes drifting away from you.
“And who knows? Maybe your presence will upset her enough to leak that tape herself.”
You bite your lip, shaking your head at the thought.
“I couldn’t save you then baby, no matter how much you begged me. It would be out of my control.” Jungkook states firmly, giving you a warning look as he taps your cheek.
Another habit of his.
You blink away your tears brimming at your eyes. “ I’ll transfer.”
Perhaps it was cowardly of you to give into him, to give into the doubts and insecurity but all you wanted was a bit of peace. You were exhausted, so incredibly exhausted with the panic that ran through you, with not knowing what to expect next and feeling so out of place. You didn’t want to return to school, yearning for some normality just so Eunji could take out her anger and vengefulness on you.
If anything , you should be the one seeking revenge . But you suppose you already had, you took the love of her life away from her.
That would have stirred up some guilt in you before, it should’ve now but you felt hollow. Numb. Eunji didn’t seem to evoke any of the deep feelings you spent years feeling for her anymore. It was starting to feel like you actually managed to rip her out of your heart completely, replacing the love for her with pure emptiness.
Thinking about her feels draining now.
The satisfied look on Jungkook’s face is momentarily disrupted by the  loud beeping sound of the microwave which makes him  flinch his head towards it.
“Are you cooking something?” He asks, letting go of you and crossing over around the counter.
“No,” You respond warily. “Uh, your mother stopped by earlier.”
He pauses in his steps, glancing back at you with a questioning look. You follow behind him like a lost puppy, awkwardly shifting to his side.
“ My mother?”
He didn’t sound upset.
That was good, wasn’t it? You felt like you were walking on eggshells again. Was his mother still a touchy subject? She had given the impression that their relationship wasn’t as bad as it used to be but you weren’t sure how much of that was true on Jungkook’s end.
You nod at him, giving him a nervous smile.
“She brought you food , I was warming  it up for you.”
He opens the microwave, taking a look at the heated food before glancing back down at you.
“For me?” He placed a kiss on your forehead, pinching your cheek with his thumb and to your surprise, it feels like it’s the first time you don’t shiver at his touch. “That’s so sweet of you baby.”
It seemed like he was mildly shocked at your small act of kindness. You supposed it was a tad out of character after all. It wasn’t like you ever went out of your way to show him kindness except for when you had been trying to fool him.
The thought of him thinking you were being disingenuous crossed your mind immediately.
“I wanted to.” You inch closer towards the counter. “ I mean, you’re letting me stay here so that’s the least I could do, I guess.”
“I also washed the dishes and tidied up a bit, I hope you don’t mind.”
He closes the microwave after placing the food in front of you both and gives you a perplexed look.
“I don’t mind at all.” He frowns. “I want you to feel at home here, just like I want you to stay here. This is your house as much as it is mine now.”
His eyes are on you again as he leans forward, the dark curls tickling his forehead.
“You know it bothers me when you say stuff like that, as if I physically forced you into my house.” His fingers play with the lid of the tupperware. “ Like you’re some charity case to me… because you’re not. The only reason I had to say those things to you is because of how blind you’re being.”
“So your solution to everything is blackmailing me?” You lift your gaze to see his eyes sharpening.
He bites the inside of his cheek, obviously not liking the truth being thrown back at his face.
“Yes,” The lid is thrown to the side, the smell of the spices filling your nostrils again. “ At least until you realize how much you need me like I need you.”
You blink at him in awe of the audacity he always manages to have.
“Jungkook-“
“What did you and my mother talk about?” He cuts you off with another glare.
The question evokes a few seconds of uncomfortable silence and it leaves room for the inevitable tension to make its way through. Your fingers start to twitch, the flighting feeling that is a regular guest in your body makes its hourly appearance.
“N-Not much, she talked about you mostly.” You say, making sure your voice didn’ waver and he catches your hand when you attempt to move away from his side.
He keeps you in place, fingers wrapping against your own. 
“What about me?” He didn’t sound curious but he didn’t sound interrogative either.
You think over how much to tell him, what if his mother didn’t want him to know about your conversation? Would she mind? What she has said was personal, very personal. She had revealed a big chunk of Jungkook’s past and his traumas, how his childhood had impacted him. Would he find offense to her saying that to you? Your head hurts with the endless possibilities of ways this could go wrong for you.
“About how much she misses you…how you guys seem to be getting closer now.” You say with a tight-lipped smile and watch him simply study you, awaiting more details.
“S-She thinks it’s because of me. That I’ve been a …positive influence.”
“Really?” He hums, looking down at the food in front of him that he still hadn’t touched. “ I suppose she’s right, you know? Ever since I met you, I’ve been in a far better mood.”
His eyes twinkle, a more upbeat playful look taking over him and you feel the atmosphere slowly shift. The tension lingered but it seemed like a distant cloud now, making its way out of your vicinity.
“I didn’t realize you had told her about me.”
He nods, sending you a relaxed grin.
“Why wouldn’t I? I figured I’d at least have to tell her about finding the love of my life. She’s still my mother after all, whether she acts like it or not.”
The love of my life.
You swear your heart stops momentarily hearing him say those words. You couldn’t get used to them and you’re afraid for the day that you might.
You want to tell him that he shouldn’t throw that word around, that he couldn’t possibly love you. But if you knew Jungkook even a little, you knew it was unwise to deny his love for you. Or more so his obsession.
“She also said she was kinda surprised that I was with you..” You rambled on causing him to raise an inquisitive eyebrow.
“Was she rude to you-“
“No! No..It’s just, I think she was shocked because we seem so different.” It was taking a lot of strength to withhold so much information, you wanted to ask him so much. You wanted to confirm what she was saying, to ask Jungkook himself what was his fascination with you, to deny what you were already brewing inside your mind.
You wanted him to deny your doubts, to tell you that what you had concluded wasn’t true and to bring some sanity back into you. Because if what you suspected was true, his feelings for you truly did run much deeper than you already feared.  It scared you that it could all be connected to his mother. It was something you didn’t want to come to terms with, your entire body squirmed with the possibility of him attaching himself to you to the point of no return, to the point where he could turn against you if you made even the slightest mistake his mother had once made.
It was more concerning how you didn’t want to be like his mother, you didn’t want him to think you would abandon him.
The fleeing thought left as quickly as it came and your entire body squirmed at what you had just admitted.
No.
Something was wrong with you.
He was starting to get inside your head, mess with your perception of him. It was a known manipulation tactic, right? These feelings couldn’t be good, and they couldn’t be real. You couldn’t let yourself start to make room for him in your heart but it was as if he was forcing himself in without any warning.
“Really?” He bites his lip. “ I guess we are but that’s what I like about it. None of my exes  compare to you.”
Exes.
That sparks another storm of curiosity.
“Were they all like Eunji?” Or were they all like you?
Jungkook paused, fingers playing with yours as they traced the skin of your palm.
“More or less, I don't really remember. “ He tells you. “Why does it matter?”
“I just feel like I don’t know much about you.”
He cocked his head to the side, eyes squinting slightly.
“What’s with the newfound curiosity, baby?” He rasps. “ Did my mother already fill your head with my sob story about how traumatic my childhood was because of her?”
You’re thrown off by his bluntness and his spot on prediction. Your fingers tremble restlessly under him as your breath hitches.
A smirk tugs at his lips.
“Seems like she did.”  He brings your hand to his mouth, leaving a firm kiss. “Having a change of heart?”
You want to scoff, hating how his words cut right through you because he’s not completely wrong.
“I-It was just a question.” You pull your hand away, stepping away from him.
He looks amused as if he’s holding back a laugh and turns his attention back to the container.
“Did you eat?” He swiftly changes the subject and you nod as you make your way towards the other side of the counter, opposite of him.
You watch as he picks up the pair of chopsticks, motioning the food over to you.
“You should eat more, you probably spent days eating only ramen at that motel.” He comments as he picks up some of the meat and holds it to your mouth.
A little taken aback, you hesitate before taking the bite.
“I’m already full.” You manage to say between chews.
He ignored you, pushing the food towards you as he walked over to your side with lazy steps. A sigh leaves him as he brushes up against you, his arm coming to wrap around your waist.
You’re pushed against his chest, his chin resting on your inner shoulder. The action sends a shiver through you but you undeniably enjoy the warmth of his body. Part of you wondered why he still had that type of effect on you despite being with him in the most intimate way possible already.
“Is there anything else you’d like to tell me?” He mumbled against you, his breath hot on your ear.
The image of his pills you found in the bathroom flash through your head, painting an unfortunate picture. Suspicion makes its way through you.
Did he know? He couldn’t possibly know and you decided against bringing that up right now.
Was he referring to something else? Your thoughts wandered off to the texts on your phone. Hoseok. You were positive he didn’t know about that either, he hadn’t looked through it and he had thought it was Eunji.
You shake your head, fingers tapping against the counter in rapid motions.
“No..I don’t think so.” You made it clear to sound confused.
He hums against you, his other arm sneaking around you and hugging you tightly.
“No?” He repeats, laying soft kisses on your neck.
Falling silent, you crane your neck, allowing him more room for his lips to explore your neck and your eyes shut tightly. The feeling of his mouth against your skin was making you feel hot all over, the pleasure seeping through every inch of you. Your breath quickened and you let out a gasp when his teeth grazed your earlobe, his hand sneaking to palm the swell of your left breast.
He pulls away abruptly, his fingers lingering on your lower waist as he moves back.
“Finish eating, I have some work to finish.” He whispers gently, sending you a smile before he fixes your hair over your shoulder.
You swallow thickly, he doesn’t give you a chance to reply as he turns on his heel and makes his way down the hallway. You’re left a little shaken up, with a familiar feeling pooling at your core. Scolding yourself again, you bring your nails back to your mouth, biting away the nerves.
You let your head fall, your free hand touching the spots where he kissed you and your fingers slowly slip to wrap around the necklace on your neck.
What should be over is still drilled under your skin, you could feel him all over you even when he was nowhere near you anymore.
Glancing down, you stared at the container in front of you, boring holes into it as another observation crossed your mind. One that you weren’t sure held any significance.
“God, I’ve been starving all day.”
Yet Jungkook had not touched his mother’s meal for him at all. Not even one bite.
—-
The days went by rather quickly and not as dragged out as you initially expected them to be. Despite spending the week mostly inside Jungkook’s room reading and preparing yourself for the transfer of schools , you found yourself almost falling into a routine. The mornings were filled with that anxiousness that had gotten gradually worse every day. You tried to ignore it at first but it was impossible . It would resurface every other hour at the most random times. The panic attacks were becoming a more regular occurrence and you knew exactly why.
You had run out of your meds days ago but you still had not mentioned it to Jungkook. You weren’t sure why you were holding onto that small piece of dignity you had left. Making him purchase your prescription just made you feel like you were going to fully be depending on him and it would rip away all little control you had left.
But yet he was the person that comforted you every morning. He was the one to calm you down, whisper that you were okay over and over again until you believed it. He was the one to bring you the tea that always made you sleepy. He was the one to hold to his chest, turning on the TV and switching through the shows until he found one that peaked your interest.
You were right in thinking that Jungkook noticed every small detail, he proved it more to you everyday.  He was so attentive , clingy almost but not the point where he suffocated you. He had let you have your moments alone during the day, leaving to go work at his office or at times you would see him just lounging around in the living room.
You were waiting to get sick of him, to feel so overwhelmed and cornered like you thought you had felt every time you had been with him before. You were waiting to feel that same uneasiness and fear you always had but that seemed to be diminishing as the days and nights went by.
The girl in the mirror that stared back at you felt foreign, not only because she looked drained beyond belief but because of the flaky bumps on your face. You had a tendency to pick at your skin whenever you felt incredibly anxious which happened to be nearly everyday now. Your meds had helped with that but ever since you stopped, the habit came back stronger than ever and last night had been your tipping point.
Not enough air.
Not enough air.
That’s what your brain kept repeating to you. The bathroom walls seemed to be closing in on you, the tiles were blinding and you swore your vision felt blurry. You didn’t know where it came from but you supposed you never did.  You had been brushing your teeth, just finished texting Hoseok another excuse as to why you had to postpone your cafe meeting to another day yet again. To your luck, he was rather persistent and it would’ve been cute if you had not been blatantly lying to him in the first place.
Before you knew it, your toothbrush fell out of your shaking hand and your heartbeat skyrocketed. The reflection in the mirror didn’t even feel real, nothing did when you were in this state.
“No no.” You mumbled to yourself, backing up against the door as your hands shook uncontrollably.  Convincing yourself you were okay was the goal but unfortunately you were rarely ever successful.
Your mouth dried as you tried to swallow repeatedly. Running your fingers through your hair, you let out a sob and let yourself slide down the door. This was going to pass but it would take a while.
A long while.
You brought your knees up to your chest, your breaths came out uneven and hurried.
The knock on the door only made your heart beat even faster, as if that was even possible.
“Baby?” Jungkook’s voice rang through the other side of the door.
You didn’t reply, you only scooted over when you heard him rattle the doorknob and eventually swing it open. It took him a second to process the scene, his doe eyes widened before he sprung into action.
“Hey hey, what’s wrong?” He demanded kneeling down immediately, concern washing over this face as you flinched at his touch on your shoulder.
“I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe!” The sobs left your mouth and each one seemed to shatter his heart because he shook his head and placed both his hands on your shoulders.
“Baby, you’re fine. You’re okay, I promise.” He said but his voice sounded distant as you continued to rapidly shake your head in denial.
“No! I can’t! I-I can’t.” You wheezed, taking another deep breath that didn’t feel like it was allowing enough air inside your lungs.
“Yes you can.” He firmly stated, his grip tightened around your shoulders, face lowering to yours as he met your teary gaze.
“You’re breathing just fine, if you couldn’t breathe you’d not be as conscious as you are right now.” More tears left you as you nodded your head at his words despite your mind still convincing you that he was wrong.
“But it feels like I can’t!” Your hands moved over to your face, your body in need of releasing the unwanted energy so you went to pick at your face, nails scratching down a part of your cheek until Jungkook’s hands yanked them away from you. He held both your wrists in one hand while he used the other  to wipe away your tears.
“Stop that, I said you’re fine. You need to take deep breaths.” He instructed and just like last time, he imitated the action, breathing in and out as you copied him.
However, this time it didn’t seem to be working.
“No! N-No.” Your breaths quickened again despite how much he assured you that you were doing good.
“Baby, stop it. Stop it.” Jungkook ordered as you tried to escape his grasp but he only pulled you towards him. You let out a scream as you gave him another tug in your desperate state and managed to free one hand from his strong grip. You used that hand to throw a hit at his chest, it didn’t do much to waver him so you went up a bit further but he shifted, causing you to throw a punch directly at the side of his jaw.
He shut his eyes at the impact but didn’t flinch back, barely reacting to the blow.
“S-Sorry, I didn’t mean that!” You whispered, voice breaking slightly. “Just let me go! Let me go!”
His nostrils flared and for a moment you think he'd lash out at you but he doesn’t. He lets out a sigh instead and catches your hand again, tugging it forward.
“Shh it’s okay, baby.”
“I-I didn’t mean to hit you I swear! I’m sorry.” You swallow in another hurried whisper as you start to taste the tears on your lips.
“You didn’t hurt me, I’m fine. See?” He leans down to meet your eyes again, craning his neck so you can see his cheek. “I’m all fine.”
You nod, another whimper leaving you as you shut your eyes tightly. You hated feeling like this.
“You need to breathe with me, okay?” He stated. “You need to listen or else I’ll have to take you to the hospital.”
That made another wave of sheer panic run through you.
“The hospital? N-no, why? I’m okay, “ You said with pleading eyes, you relaxed in his grip a bit, your fingers curling around his white t-shirt instead. His hair was still damp from the shower and you felt a few droplets of water hit the top of your head.
“I’ll breathe, I’ll breathe.” You reassured as you started taking deep breaths again, your hands still trembling against him.
The last thing you wanted was to be at the hospital. You couldn’t fathom that, you knew what they would think, where they would likely recommend you heading to.
“Good, breathe with me. You’re going to be fine baby, you’re just fine.” Jungkook nods, wrapping both hands around you and laying your head against his chest.
You stay in that position for what seems like hours, breathing in and out until you finally feel the air return to your lungs. Your heart still pounds against your chest but it slows with every new breath and you feel like you might actually pass out this time but not from panic, from pure exhaustion.
The tears dry on your cheek and you're left with nothing but a runny nose that stains Jungkook’s shirt. He continues to run his fingers through your hair, shushing you everytime he feels your breath quickening again and forcing you to listen to him talk about the day he first met you, everything he liked about you, every little detail he had noticed ever since you moved in with him.
He cracks jokes even, ones you try to not find funny but fail to. It earns a smug smirk from him when he looks down to see you breaking into the slightest grin.
The memory slips away as you turn the faucet on and rinse your toothbrush. You felt incredibly vulnerable, more than you ever had been. Last night made you realize how much of yourself you had revealed to Jungkook, it felt even more intimate than sex. Not that you hadn’t indulged in plenty of that with him as well.
“The tea is ready,” The sudden voice makes you jump back, turning your head to see Jungkook leaning against the door frame with a mug in his hands.
“Jumpy?” He mumbled as he handed you over the mug with a grin.
You take it from his hands, hoping to wash away some of the exhaustion from last night.
His grin drops when he notices the marks on your face, a frown taking over his handsome features.
“We need to buy an ointment for these. ” His eyebrows furrow as he runs a long finger along your cheek, inspecting them further.
Embarrassment bubbles inside you as you pull away and take a long sip of the tea.
“They’re fine.” You swallow down the sweetness. His eyes follow your movements .
“You’re too pretty to be marking up your face.” He says in a scolding tone, glancing down at your hands. “We need to work on how you manage your anxiety.”
It was almost insulting that he sounded like a  therapist in this situation given the ironic circumstances. That made you remember what you had been avoiding bringing up the past two weeks.
“I wanted to ask you about something…” You start, drifting your gaze from him. There was something about him that always seemed to carry an intensity when he looked at you that you couldn’t stand to look at for long.
He raised an eyebrow, urging you to continue.
“I…I saw some pills in the medicine cabinet,” You point behind you casually, chewing on your lip. “I’ve heard they can be used to treat…certain conditions like bipolar disorder or BPD.
His eyes shifted over behind you, towards the medicine cabinet and if you were expecting his face to give away something , it didn’t. His expression remained relaxed, no signs of being upset by you snooping through his things.
“Yeah, I have BPD.” He nods.” I have been diagnosed since I was a kid.”
You can’t help but be surprised at his calm demeanor . You expected him to be upset at you for looking through his things and prying into his health because who wouldn’t be? The more you knew about him, the more contradicting he seemed. When you thought you had him a part of him figured out, he proved you wrong again. Were you just never truly aware of his actual personality? Jungkook had not seemed to lash out once the entire time he was with you but yet you had made a complete villain out of him already.
“Oh.” You reply , eyeing him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to go through your things.”
He gives you a tight-lipped smile in response, leaning against the doorframe again.
“It’s fine,” He replied nonchalantly before he glanced behind him.
“I made breakfast, we should go eat before it gets cold.”
“Right, yeah.” You nod, walking past him and making your way out the bathroom. He followed behind you as you both walked out the room and into the hallway.
You passed his office as always and as always, your eyes lingered on the half creaked open door. Eyes boring into the little glimpse of his monitor. It was killing you to not be able to go through it, you didn't know why you felt such a need , a pull towards the room. It almost made you feel like some insane crazy girlfriend who threw her boyfriend’s things but you couldn’t help the itch.
It made you feel even crazier that Eunji’s words rang through your head every time you passed by it.
There’s something seriously wrong with him.
You thought you knew what she had meant but now you weren’t so sure you did. If Jungkook was capable of acting like a complete saint around you, making you even question if what he had done to you had even happened in the first place then you could only imagine how convincing he was towards Eunji, to someone he didn’t even like.
What had Eunji had been referring to? There was no way she knew of what Jungkook had put you through. Of how he had blackmailed you, how he formed you into making the worst betrayal.
Or had she? Had she suspected? Had he made some sort of slip up?
Was there more to this that you didn’t know? Those thoughts kept you up every night, they ran through your brain over and over again.  They were almost as infuriating as Hoseok’s texts, asking you how you were , what you ate and how your day was going. You knew the best thing you could do was to block him, you would be doing him a favor but for some reason, you couldn’t let yourself do it. The guilt would eat you up alive every night too if you did that.
You broke your stare from the door and finally entered the kitchen, seeing a plate of bacon and eggs at the counter. Without a second thought, you poured a glass of orange juice in an empty cup and turned to give it to Jungkook.
The action was small, simple and domestic. But you saw the bright glint in his eyes, a smile quickly taking over him as he grabbed the cup and gave you a kiss on the cheek in return.
“This is how I always wanted it to be, you know?” He tells you as you lean over the counter to grab his plate and put it beside him.
“Hm?” You reply distractedly.
“You at my side, always. It’s how I always want it to be, I want us to be happy.” His voice is closer now, and you realize he’s right next to you. You look up to see his soft gaze, a rare look of vulnerability flashing through his features. . “You make me happy.”
You wonder how he’s capable of saying these things after what he saw last night, a complete meltdown like that would send almost any young guy his age questioning the entire relationship but Jungkook didn’t seem to mind at all. It was like he didn’t see any flaws with you, as if even your flaws made you perfect in his eyes.
It was concerning and you knew it wasn’t healthy but why was it so comforting?
“I’ll make you happy too, I promise.” He stared at you with that same pained look he had the first night you spent together ever since you moved in, the night when he asked you if you thought you could ever love him. It was the look that made every instinct in you want to hug him and tell him he didn't need to feel that way.
You blinked at him, eyes wide at his entire confession.
“I’ll make it so that you never even think about somebody else,” He whispered slowly, voice dropping an octave.
You were afraid that was already happening but perhaps not in the exact way he expected.
You started to back away but he stopped you, hand landing on your waist as he peaked down at you.
His lips tilted upwards as he took notice of your attire.
“Have I told you how much I love these little skirts of yours baby?” His hands tugs at the ends of it , making you let out a yelp at the exposed skin he caused by his wandering hands.
He chuckled, a playful yet mischievous look drowning his eyes. His half lidded gaze continued to completely eye fuck you as your thoughts ran off to a completely different route that promised a horrid ending for both of you.
You felt his arms wrapping around your waist, the familiar hot feeling returning to your face as one of his hands snaked under the skirt and palmed your inner thigh.
However, in the midst of your undeniable pleasure you couldn’t help but glance back at the hallway, your mind unable to escape Eunji’s haunting last words to you.
“W-Wait,” You tug his arms away from you.
He lets you go and shifts next to you.  His overgrown dark curls messily brush up against his forehead and he pushes them away as he tilts his head down at you with a questioning stare.
“Not now.” You say and you realize it’s the first time you have actually rejected him since you moved in.
It seems to shock him as much as it shocked you, his eyebrows knitting together as a few seconds of silence pass. But then his face returns to the familiar neutral expression you’re used to, a smile plastering on his lips instead.
“Okay,” He simply says with a quick nod, sitting next to you as he hands over a fork to you.
You let out a shaky sigh, not liking the tension you unknowingly created because it’s obvious that Jungkook noticed a shift in you in that second.
——
It was a mistake. You knew deep down that you shouldn’t even be thinking about this. 
While you got dressed, you kept telling yourself to back out of the idea. Sometimes you wondered if you had a thing for self sabotage because every decision you made only seemed to dig you into a deeper hole than the last.  
Despite that, you threw your bag over your shoulder and took one last look in the mirror before heading out of the bedroom. It was weird how much this place was starting to feel like an actual home to you. Your mark on it had been placed on it without much thought, it started with tiny things like suggesting your preferred candle scents to Jungkook and now it ended in you picking out certain decorations that you thought fit the apartment better. 
In a way, you thought the flowers in the kitchen and living room added some life to the dull interior. The pictures of your parent’s on Jungkook’s  nightstand made it feel more homely. Your makeup in his bathroom added a more feminine touch maybe, your scent all over his sheets made you feel like you were in your own house back with your parents. You suppose you didn’t mind his scent either though, his cologne lingered on your clothes as well so perhaps you weren’t the only one leaving a mark. 
You gripped your bag tightly as you emerged into the living room, shivering at the cool temperature that Jungkook always insisted on having. 
He was sitting on the couch, a laptop in his lap as he deeply concentrated on whatever was on the screen. But once he noticed you, his head immediately turned your way and scanned the bag around your shoulder. 
“Hey,” You give him a small smile and watch his gaze still glued on your bag until he slowly meets your eyes at last. 
“Going somewhere?” He asks, ignoring your greeting. 
Things had not been awkward like you had suspected they would be after that scene you pulled on him the other day. You thought that he had noticed something in you , that he may be suspecting something off with your behavior but everything had gone back to normal. 
Well, as normal as it could get. 
“Um yeah,” You glance towards the door. “I, uh, just thought I’d get some fresh air. I haven’t been out in nearly two weeks.” 
The lie felt natural. It was partly true after all, you were always the type to prefer staying inside so with the lack of college classes, you had not felt the urge to leave the apartment much at all. That with the added anxiety you always tended to feel in public didn’t help either. However, you would start classes at your new university in a few days so it was best to start to get used to people again. 
What better way to do that than to visit Eunji. 
You almost laughed at your idiotic self, the last person you should be meeting is her and if Jungkook found out where you were headed, you were afraid that eerily calm demeanor he had exhibited this entire time would break in that second. 
Jungkook’s eyes darkened slightly, his once soft gaze sharpening at your words. You could see the clear mistrust in them. 
“You haven’t mentioned wanting to go out, we could’ve planned something.” He tells you, closing the laptop in his lap as he sits up straighter. He was dressed in his usual work attire, which you didn’t tend to see him much in since he preferred more casual clothing. 
But earlier today he had a meeting at his father’s company and he was dressed in a button up black shirt with equally dark dress pants with a belt that hugged his waist. 
“N-No, it’s fine. I just want some alone time, it’s no big deal.” You keep your voice steady, trying to sound as casual as possible. 
“Right,” He nods, licking his lips. “Where are you planning on going?”  
“Um, just around the park. I’ll probably just sit there and read a book for a while.” You start making your way towards the door and hear him lift himself off the couch behind you. 
“Don’t be long, I don’t want you being out late at a park alone.” His words are firmer this time, no room for gentleness. 
You turn back at him, “Yeah I know, I’ll be back soon.”  
“Baby.” His voice causes you to halt in your steps again. 
 You expect him to call out your lie. Your heart drops for a moment, anticipating his next words being a direct insult of a condescending reminder of how stupid you were for trying to fool him. 
But instead he simply reminds you of the obvious. 
“Make sure to answer your phone.” 
 —— 
You have to admit you felt a lot more sane and in control this time around. It didn’t take any hesitation to knock on Eunji’s door despite how terrible of an idea this was. The warning signs kept blaring inside your head, demanding you to turn on your heel and leave. 
Glancing down at your phone, you make sure that there is no possible way of Jungkook seeing your location. You turned it off immediately after leaving the apartment and you had never shared it with him in the first place but to be sure, you double checked that you weren’t sharing it on any social media platforms or with anyone in your contacts. While you tapped to exit out of an application, it was taking longer than necessary for it to close and you frowned. Your phone had been freezing up lately and acting slower than usual. 
You sighed as you placed it back into your pocket. Despite how much you felt compelled to leave by your better judgment, you  couldn’t let things go unfinished. It felt wrong to let things end like they did. It felt wrong to let things go like they did. In a way, you feel like you didn’t do yourself justice in the way you handled the situation. 
The door in front of you swung open and you braced yourself for the wrath that you were about to be faced with. 
Eunji looked as good as ever, you should’ve expected nothing less. It was clear that what had happened impacted you far more. Her long hair sat beautifully below her waist and her skin practically glowed, you’re remembered why you had been so infatuated with her for so long in that moment but you’re also remembered that you felt absolutely nothing now. 
Seeing her should’ve made your heart face again but you’re glad to find yourself simply observing her instead of admiring her. 
Her eyes immediately glared at your presence, her stunning face twisting in annoyance. 
“What the hell are you doing here?” There was the tiniest bit of surprise layered underneath all that anger. 
“I’m not here to fight with you,” You made it clear despite the bubble of anger inside you growing. Instantly you are cruelly faced with the reminder of betrayal and her lack of remorse. 
“I need to talk to you about Jungkook.”
Eunji’s eyes darken further and a scoff leaves her lips.
“Are you serious right now? What made you think I’d even want to see your face again?” 
Her words aim to cut you deep but you feel hollow. Empty. It reassured you that your love for her no longer took up a place inside your heart.
“I don’t care what you want,” You say through gritted teeth. “This is important, I need you to tell me what you meant when you said there was something wrong with him.” 
You watch as her eyebrows furrow, her fingers tightly gripping the edges of the door. 
“What happened? Did you realize your Prince Charming isn’t all that great?” She sneers, inching closer to you. “ Are you regretting fucking my boyfriend?” 
You want to scream the truth to her, to tell her that you were the one who knew all along how demented her supposed perfect boyfriend was. It enraged you that she still had the audacity to blame you for this, to see you as the bad guy when all she had done was ruin your friendship and ignore you when you had warned her. 
If only you knew how much I regret, Eunji. 
“No.” You smile at her. “ That’s the part I’d never regret.” 
Pain flashes through her eyes, and you watch as she tries to blink away the tears forming in them. Her lips are set in a straight line as she watches you with the most resentful look you had ever seen on her face. You can’t lie and say it didn’t tug something inside you. That was the type of look that nobody with a beating heart was immune to.
“Fuck you, Y/n.” She whispers to you, her face now only inches away from you. “ I hope he really does ruin your life.” 
You ignore the dread that fills you with her words. “ Tell me what you meant.” 
“What did you see in Jungkook that made you say that?” What did she know? 
A spiteful smirk tugged at her lips, knowing how much it was eating you up brought her some satisfaction. It made the experience a little less horrible for her.
“And why would I tell you that?” She asks, feigning a look of obliviousness. “I think it’d be much better for you to figure it out yourself.” 
You felt like ripping out your hair and for a second you considered throwing your promise out the window and completely lunging at her. This time there was nobody holding the either of you back.
“God damn it Eunji! Tell me what you meant!” You raise your voice, the clear frustration making its appearance in your crazed expression. 
Eunji’s eyes scan your face, looking a bit alarmed by your lash out. You didn’t blame her, she had never seen you this way and you couldn’t even say you recognized yourself either. You let out a loud sigh as you run your hands over your face.  
“Forget it, I should’ve never fucking come here.” You snap at her and turn on your heel, hating how belittle you felt even when you were meant to have the upper hand. 
Was this how it was always going to be? You tried to have a backbone for once and she managed to throw you down beneath her once again. It resembled your relationship with Jungkook , with how he mentally always seemed to be ahead of you and no matter how much you would try to one up him, he came out as the winner time and time again. 
“Y/n!” You groan as you hear Eunji call out your name, turning to look back at her.  
You sent the dirtiest look her way as she peeks out the doorway and gives you a look full of pity. 
“Ask your little boyfriend what he was doing walking into Professor Clark’s classroom a few weeks ago.” 
 ——
The walk to the apartment was nightmarish. You feel your throat closing up before the elevator even reaches the desired floor and you’re seeing nothing but red as you make your way through the extravagant corridors. 
Eunji’s words were not what you were expecting at all. For a second, you didn’t know if you should’ve believed them but you knew better. 
Life was truly playing a sick game with you at this point. Why did everything feel like it was a plot to specifically ruin your life? Why did the people who were meant to care for you turn into your worst enemies? It felt unfair, so incredibly unfair. 
What had Jungkook been doing with Professor Clark? 
In his classroom? Eunji couldn’t have been referring to what you had initially thought. That she may have seen him when he went to go sort out your accusation. No. She knew what she was saying to you. What she was implying.
What had he been doing at your college in the first place? 
And most importantly, why did you keep asking yourself these questions like you didn’t know the answer already? You think back to your plagiarism accusation, to how you remembered how vital it was to never plagiarize and that you had never once done it in your life. You think about how the entire situation played out, how odd it all had been. How you ran to Jungkook for help. 
How easily he offered a solution, how easily he had fixed the situation. 
It couldn’t be a coincidence, could it? 
Was Jungkook really willing to go this far? Had what he had done not been enough?  
You felt sick to your stomach as you neared the apartment door, your key card sliding with ease as you swung it open. Your legs felt wobbly as you made your way inside, not even knowing how you were going to go about this. 
“Baby, you’re home.” Jungkook’s voice greets you as you walk further inside, the door shutting loudly behind you. 
His figure appears before you, a hard look on his face as he presses his lips onto yours in a quick firm kiss. Your jaw clenched as he pulled away. 
“We have a guest.” He informs you roughly, eyes boring into yours as he flashes you a forced sickly smile that you had not seen on him in what feels like ages.
It throws you off completely that you physically stumble to the side a bit.
Your entire body stiffens at his expression and your eyes trail over behind him to see the person sitting at the kitchen counter. 
Hoseok.
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Your girl ☆
Soft!yandere!Jungkook x Namjoons gf!reader
Summary: He’s loved you for a long time and is certain that you also feel the same. The only problem is that you have a boyfriend…aka his best friend.
Warnings: dubcon, angst (arguing), male masturbation, swearing, Jungkook is an asshole, but at least he’s a loving asshole, he’s also delusional and manipulative
Wc: 2.7k
A/n: A small one shot based off this (request). Wrote it real quick and didn’t proofread it, sorry;( hope you like it anon!
Disclaimer: This is 100% fiction. I am in no way saying that this is how any member of bts would act. Nor do I condone the actions detailed in the story. This is purely for entertainment purposes only. If any of the warnings trigger you, or you’re under 18 ¡do not read! I’m not your mother, and I don’t take any accountability for what you decide to read online!
He initially picked the room next to Namjoons room to be close to you. Sweet sweet y/n. The girl of his dreams. Ever since you met in middle school he’s loved you. But he was shy, and nothing like the man he’s now. Perfect for you. But of course Namjoon had to have you first. Namjoon, his older friend that was so calm and collected all the time. Winning over any girl with his big words and romantic acts, and now he got you. And he’s kept you as well. As his own. As his girlfriend.
Of course the two of you would share a room. You’re boyfriend and girlfriend, that’s normal. And Jungkook specifically asked to be next door. Just to be able to hear your laughter in the evening, and seeing you peak out the door in nothing but the white robe the resort you were staying at provided. With cute tired eyes and a small smile. What he didn’t expect was to lay awake at night listening to the headboard knocking against the wall, and your loud screams of pleasure.
The first night he thought that you were just happy and excited by the nice resort Jungkook picked out for Namjoons birthday. It’s natural for a couple to have sex, nothing wrong with it. He thought to himself before putting on his headphones and going to sleep.
The second night he found himself listening for a little longer. He had never heard you moan before, and a familiar feeling in his groin started to appear. He stopped himself as his hand subconsciously started to move towards his half hard dick. It wasn’t right taking advantage of you like that. You were having an intimate moment with your significant other, it wasn’t for his ears, it was for Namjoons. So yet again he put on his headphones.
The third night he didn’t put on his headphones. He didn’t care anymore. Regardless, how would you even know? It’s not like he would ever tell you, and he was the only witness to what he was about to do. He closed his eyes and focused on your voice. Making lewd sounds that went straight to his erection. He imagined you on top of him, riding him as if your life depended on it. Telling him how good he made you feel, how he was so much better than Namjoon. He started following the ruthless rhythm of the headboard. Jerking up and down his cock like a mad man.
“Namjoon!”
You moaned at the other side of the wall, but Jungkook only heard his name. And the simple thought of you screaming his name on top of his cock made him come all over his hand.
This continued for two more days, until the last day at the resort was upon you.
“So what do you want to do for your last day, babe?”
You said before putting a grape between your lips. All of you were assembled by the breakfast table. Namjoon swallowed what he was chewing on and looked in your direction.
“I don’t know, maybe we’ll just chill for today? We’ll travel for a long time tomorrow.”
The rest of the group nodded and came with assuring comments.
“Maybe we should go to the jacuzzi tonight?”
Jungkook who was sitting on your left, leaned closer to you and almost whispered. You looked over at him with a smile and opened your mouth to answer him.
“Great idea, Jungkook! Let’s bring a few bottles and chill in the jacuzzi tonight!”
Namjoon said excited as he overheard Jungkooks words. Namjoon wasn’t supposed to hear it in the first place. The invitation was only for you. But deep down he knew he would never be able to get you on his own. Especially not when Namjoon was there.
The evening came and Jungkook found himself in the jacuzzi as planned. He had made sure none of the other guys sat next to him. That spot was saved for you. Jin and Jimin had instead found their spot opposite of him. While Hoseok sat next to him on the other side. The side not facing the entrance to the jacuzzi. Now he was just awaiting your arrival, ready and eager to sit next to you. You and Namjoon arrived a little while after the rest of the guys had settled. The two of you came jogging towards them, wanting to get into the hot water and out of the cold night air. Jungkook couldn’t help but stare at you. You failed to notice the look Jungkook gave you, too focused on following your boyfriend. You completely missed the way his eyes scanned over your half naked body. Only wearing the blue bikini that Jungkook had grown to love during the week at the resort. He could already see your nipples through the thin bra. Your light jogging made your tits slightly bounce. He let out a sigh, feeling his cock stiffen as you sat yourself down beside him. You felt immediately relaxed once the warm water hit your body. The bubbles doing wonders for your sore back. Namjoon put his arm around you, pulling you closer to his naked torso. You quickly looked up at him, before pecking his lips softly.
“Jk! Why are you so tense? This was your idea wasn’t it?”
Hobi practically screamed over the loud bubbles. Suddenly everyone was looking at him. Even you. He was caught off guard. Not expecting anyone to notice his behaviour.
“I- it’s just that it’s our last day together. I’ll miss being around you.”
He lied. But what was he supposed to say? ‘Oh, Namjoon’s girlfriend gave me a semi, and now she’s sitting so close to me that our thighs occasionally brush past each other’. No. He couldn’t say that.
“It’s fine, Jungkook. You can visit our place as much as you’d like.”
You comforted him. Putting a hand on his shoulder. He gave you a short smile.
“But not too much.”
Namjoon added teasingly. You rolled your eyes at him, even though you were smiling. Suddenly you felt a hand on your knee. You didn’t think much of it at first. It was a cramped space after all. You had been resting your legs on Jin’s thighs this entire time, since he sat opposite of you. It’s just what you do in a hot tub. The conversation continued and you found yourself listening to Jin’s horrible jokes. Occasionally laughing with both Hobi and him.
The hand slid up your thigh, but stopping before it became uncomfortable. You tried looking down, just to see. But the bubbles were blocking your view. No one were able to see what was happening under water.
“It feels nice right?”
Jungkook leaned closer to you. You looked at him and gave him a smile. Leaning away from Namjoon to converse with him instead.
“It feels amazing.”
You answered as you closed your eyes and let out a sigh to demonstrate. Jungkook let out a small laugh. Trying to keep it cool. But all he could think about was the way you just moaned for him. He couldn’t help it anymore. He was too horny and too in love with you to not do anything.
“You look amazing.”
He almost whispered. You barley heard him say it due to the bubbles.
“What?”
You asked, even though you heard what he said.
“Nothing.”
He answered and raised his hands. As he did the hand that was on your thigh disappeared. So it was him? You shook it off. Jungkook was clingy, not just with you with everyone. Right? Once he put his arms back in the water his hand found your thigh again, this time it was dangerously close to your bikini line. You suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable, and reached down. Pushing his hand off your thigh.
“Please don’t put your hand that close.”
You said as if you were just teasing. Trying to not make things awkward. He leaned in closer.
“Why?”
He asked and placed his hand back.
“No one can see it baby.”
He whispered in your ear. You looked at the others to see if anyone heard what Jungkook just called you. But they were all busy chatting about everything else to even notice that the two of you were out of the conversation. You placed your hand over his, making sure it didn’t go further up.
“Don’t call me that.”
You whispered back. He tried to slide further up, but your grip tightened and kept him in the same spot.
“Stop it.”
You said, getting really uncomfortable now. You were happy with Namjoon, and even if Jungkook was attractive you would never ever cheat. Ever.
“Let me make you feel good.”
He whispered.
“No.”
You looked at him dead in the eyes now. He sighed and nodded slightly. His hand on your thigh flipped and suddenly grabbed your hand. You looked down on instinct even if you couldn’t see anything. He swiftly pulled your hand towards him and placed it on his crotch. You tried getting away without making a fuss. But he was way stronger than you and kept your hand firmly around his now hard cock.
“That’s what you do to me, y/n.”
“Let me go right now or I’ll tell everyone here what you’re doing right now.”
You whispered angrily to him. Sick and tired of his game. He contemplated it for a second, but let go of you hand eventually. You got up from your seat quickly.
“Oh, where are you going baby?”
Namjoon asked sweetly. You felt guilty for some reason, and his caring boyfriend voice almost made you cry on the spot.
“I’m done, I wanna go to bed.”
You said as you stepped out.
“Sleep well, y/n!”
Jin yelled after you. Jimin elbowed him in his side. Making him grunt.
“What?”
He asked. All the guys looked at him.
“She’s clearly upset, man.”
Jimin answered him.
“I better go check on her, it was fun while it lasted guys.”
Namjoon said and started getting up from the water. Jungkook quickly got up and put a hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t worry, I’ll check on her. It’s the last day of your birthday week, you gotta enjoy it.”
Jungkook said reassuring.
“Oh ok. Thanks, man.”
Namjoon said, completely oblivious to Jungkooks real intentions.
The bikini was cold, and the minute you walked into your room you stepped out of it on the bathroom floor. The cool bikini made your mood even more awful. You heard a knock on your door. Namjoon, as the good boyfriend he was, probably came to check on you. You sighed and put on your robe. Even if it was your boyfriend you couldn’t open the door completely naked. You opened the door, ready to fall into his big arms. But he wasn’t the one greeting you. It was Jungkook. Your face quickly soured, and you swung the door back at him. He stopped it before it shut and used his entire body weight to keep you from closing the door.
“Y/n, let me talk to you.”
He said as if he didn’t struggle at all to keep the door open. You on the other hand continued to push with all your might.
“I’m not interested in talking to you!”
You snapped back, slightly out of breath.
“Come on, we’re adults aren’t we? I’m sorry for what I did out there.”
He answered calmly. You stopped pushing, making the door snap back. Since he had leaned up against the door he followed, stumbling backwards until he met the floor. You crossed your arms and looked down at him. He gave you a small smile before he got back up again, closing the door carefully behind him.
“Look, I’m-“
“You’re not staying for long so you might as well open the door back up again.”
You said strictly, sitting down at the edge of your bed.
“Don’t be like that, y/n.”
Your head snapped back to him the second he uttered those words.
“Don’t be like that? Don’t be like that?!”
You got back up and started walking towards him waving your finger angrily in his face.
“Not only did you dirty talk to me right in front of my boyfriend, you also made me touch your fucking penis, Jungkook! You do not get to decide if I’m going to be ‘like that’ or not!”
You said in a fit of rage. His eyes turned big and innocent, not expecting you to lash out on him like that.
“I’m sorry, really I am. I didn’t mean to.”
You scoffed at him.
“Please, what you did out there is nothing that just happens on accident! You clearly meant it!”
You continued.
“Y/n, please just listen.”
“You’re unbelievable!”
“I’m sorry, ok?!”
He snapped back.
“I’ve tried to hide my feelings for you since the day we fucking met. Especially after you chose Namjoon over me!”
It was your turn to be surprised by his sudden reaction.
“I’ve tried to stay out of your business, I’ve tried to leave you alone. But I can’t! I can’t do this anymore, y/n. I can’t pretend that I don’t love you!”
You went quiet for a few seconds. Taking in all of the information you had been obvious to for years. You would’ve never thought he had those kind of feelings for you. He had always only been a friend to you. A good friend. And eventually a really hot friend as well. You couldn’t say that he didn’t look good standing there. In only his black bathing shorts, one leg rolled up over his big thigh. His hair damp and dripping onto the white towel around his neck. Some drops even made it down his muscular torso or his tattooed arm. But he would always be middle school Jungkook on the inside. The sweet, shy kid with a bowl cut and big doe eyes. No matter how many weights he lifted, or how many piercings and tattoos he got. He would still be just a friend.
“I didn’t know.”
You answered awkwardly. Not understanding how he could’ve been able to hide it for so long. You were friends after all, you told each other everything.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. Maybe if I did we would’ve been together by now.”
You shook your head and took his hand. You needed to let him down gently. It sounded like he thought you felt the same, and it wasn’t fear of you to feed into his delusions.
“We could never date, Jungkook. I don’t like you like that.”
His eyes switched from innocent and vulnerable to harsh.
“What?”
You sighed.
“Let’s sit down and talk, hmm?”
You asked, knowing that he easily gets emotional.
“No, y/n. I’m not doing this.”
He pulled his hand away from yours.
“You’re saying that you wouldn’t date me? Not even if I asked before Namjoon?”
“Jungkook, I love you. I really do! You’re an amazing friend. You’ve always been there for me. But that’s it, you’re my friend. I love you as just a friend.”
He went quiet. Jungkook had never been great with handling his emotions. You knew this would hit him hard.
“So you’ve friend zoned me? Without even giving me a chance?”
He said in a snarky tone. You shook your head and rolled your eyes. He wasn’t the one who was supposed to be angry in the first place. It was you.
“You do not have the right to get angry at me after you basically sexually harassed me out there!”
He scoffed at you and took a step forward.
“So this is what it’s about? You can’t love me just because I made one mistake?! Wow, Namjoon must be perfect!”
You stepped forward as well.
“No it’s not! I don’t like you the way I like Namjoon! You can’t get everything you want, grow up!”
You yelled back at him, as the two of you were now arguing with each other.
“I’m the one that needs to grow up?! You’re the one that made a scene, just because I touched you a little!”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?! You didn’t just touch me, you made me touch your fucking penis!”
“Come on! It was just over the shorts!”
“You’re disgusting!”
A loud knock stopped both of you from arguing. The two of you looked over at the door. You scoffed and pushed him aside when he didn’t do anything. You opened the door, still visibly upset from the argument. Outside stood Namjoon, with the rest of the guys behind him. They all were completely in shock, and they were definitely not hiding it. Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
“These walls are pretty thin aren’t they?”
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whoretan · 2 years
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Summary: There's an itch you've been scratching all semester: digging into your Professors, boss, friends, and relative's lives. You know everything, their dirtiest secrets, their weird fetishes, the stupid shit they like to waste their paychecks on, what the last thing they used their credit cards for. But, when you hack Park Jimin and his fraternity brothers everyone except one comes blank. You can't help but dig deeper, getting yourself into a mess you can't code yourself out of.
Genre: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Tags: breaking of fourth wall, reading is not mentally okay (DID disorder, etc), neither is jk, college setting, hackers/hacking, world-crime, lots of crime and dealing with 'a bigger picture', essentially get yourself into some deep shit, lots of sex (eventual) to help cope?, unhealthy relationships/toxic, obsessive behavior, everyone is unreliable, do not trust anyone, and have a good time trying to figure out what the fuck is happening
Current WC (Updated): 10.4k
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Authors note: I want to preface that this fiction is a psychological thriller before it's a romance. Although there are romantic themes, and the main characters will eventually end up together, the whole point of it is to confuse you. I want you to think about every interaction, every person, every decision, and lastly do not trust everything the reader thinks she sees.
Is also available on AO3 with the original pairing. Taekook ver TBA.
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Summary: Jeongguk was supposed to be like the rest, easily hackable with a selection of dirty little secrets he'd like to keep hidden from the rest of the world: the typical weird kinks, fetishes, scams, evasion of taxes, lying on academic records. However, when you dig deeper it turns out that Jeongguk's secrets run, much, much deeper.
WC: 4.6k
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Summary: What should've been an easy pick-up ends up being one of the worst nights of your life.
WC: 3.2k
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Summary: Jeongguk fills you in on what’s going on, and you realize you’ve gotten yourself into a mess much bigger than you’ll ever be.
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devils8nt · 2 years
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Noona. Part I.
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Pairing: JUNGKOOK x READER
Genre: BTS AU, Yandere AU, ONE-SHOT
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Heavy, Mature Themes, Mentions of Self-harm, Violence, Dub-Con, Sexual Content, Gaslighting, Toxic Relationships, and Behavior. Strictly 18+.
I do not own BTS, nor does this reflect their real personalities in any way. The only reason they have been mentioned is to indicate the physical appearance of a FICTIONAL character.
I DO NOT condone any of the actions or behaviors mentioned in this work. This purely written for entertainment purposes, and is a figment of imagination.
A/N: This was something I started writing awhile back, but decided not to make it a full blown plot. I toyed with it a bit, and am satisfied enough to post the first part. Has little bit of a cliff-hanger for the first part, but that's what makes it more appealing. If you're reading this, thank you. Enjoy.
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This was wrong, you knew it. You should have walked away months ago, blocked his number, and never looked back. 
Yet, if it was so wrong, why did it feel so good? Why did he have you back in his arms each night, without even having to ask.
Jungkook was intoxicating, a forbidden fruit in your mundane life. His charming smile, and carefully crafted words pulling you back into his trap every time you thought to leave him.
"Noona, do you not love me?"
"Noona, did you just use me?"
"Noona, did this mean nothing?"
Oh, how he loved to guilt trip you. Those doe eyes filled with tears as he shamelessly cried at your knees, his arms wrapped desperately around your waist, as if he were the one hurt. The one suffering. 
You had met Jungkook by accident, your job, and his, intertwining. Requiring you to work together with him briefly. You were a brand new photographer, working one of your first big jobs since you began your internship, and he, an idol to one of the biggest boy bands in the world. You hadn't even paid him much mind during your time together, more focused on making everything perfect. The right lighting, poses, angles, anything to make sure you impressed your company. 
It wasn't until someone snatched your camera away from you, and took off down the hall, that you finally took notice of Jungkook. Your angry eyes meeting his amused ones, as he held a triumphant, boyish grin, seemingly impressed that you managed to chase him down.
"You're faster than I gave you credit for." Those were his first words, no greeting, and no apology for carelessly swiping a camera worth thousands from your hand, without even bothering to ask. So you stared, slightly out of breath, with an unamused look, and a frown etching its way onto your features as you glared angrily at the man in front of you.
"Give it back." Was your only response after a long staring contest between the two of you, and the man pouted. He pouted! Like some man-child, his brows furrowing in confusion. 
What was there to be confused about? He stole your property, and had the audacity to not even apologize for it.
"I was just trying to distract you for a minute, you've seemed stressed since you walked in here this morning. My bad." He suddenly said, placing your camera delicately in your hands before moving to step away. 
Ah, there it was, guilt. You had felt guilty now, not meaning to upset the man when he had only meant to help you.
"I'm sorry. It's just this camera holds my life work. I didn't mean to be rude." You sighed out, grasping his arm so he didn't get too far, but the words that he spoke next, had you faltering in your movements.
"So you don't hate me?" He said softly, his words holding so much venerability that you nearly choked trying to respond.
"N-NO! why would I hate you?" You accidentally yelled out, faced flushed red in embarrassment, while looking around to see if anyone heard you.
"I've tried talking to you all morning, but you never even looked my way. I thought that maybe I did something to offend you?" He replied, and shamefully you looked down, eyes unable to meet his.
"I didn't even notice, honestly. I tend to get wrapped up in my work. I apologize if that's how I made it seem. It wasn't my intention." You said woefully, eyes remaining downcast, but only momentarily as you felt his fingers wrap themselves around your jaw, forcing you to look up. He stood barely inches from you, leaning down so close that his minty breath practically hit your face as he spoke next, eyes suddenly gleaming with an unknown excitement.
"That's alright. You can make it up to me. Let's eat dinner together, Noona." He offered, eyes searching your face for a response, and fearful of hurting his feelings once again, you nodded. 
Oh, how you now wished you had thought it through more.
"Alright... I can do dinner. Let me finish up my work though, and we can go." You whispered softly, pulling yourself from the youngers grip. 
"Also, I know I'm older than you, but my name, it's y/n. You don't have to call me, Noona." You shouted to him as he now made his way down the hall, away from you. The male simply laughed, throwing you a teasing look, before smiling mischievously.
"I'll see you later, Noona." and with that, he was gone.
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Four hours had passed since you last spoke to Jungkook, your mind completely enraptured in your work as you sorted through the photos you took of him, and his band members. You huffed, deleting what felt like hundreds, only satisfied with a few, but you knew they wouldn't possibly be enough to make your company happy.
You felt defeated, on the verge of crying before a hand pressed itself down on your shoulder, causing you to fall forward while a mortifying scream left your mouth at the unexpected touch. Jerking yourself around, your eyes met those of the Jungkook, his eyes crinkled in laughter as he helped you stand.
"Sorry, Noona, didn't mean to scare you. That was cute though." He breathed out between laughter, and you frowned at him, not finding it nearly as funny as he did.
"Oh, yes, haha. I'm glad my terror amuses you. I'm sure you'll find me leaving just as funny." You said half joking, but stopped as you watched his face fall, and hurried to assure him that you did't mean it.
"I'm kidding, Jungkook. I promised you dinner, and I always keep my promises." You told him quietly, hand reaching to pat his arm, but unexpectedly, he caught it in his own, and tugged you towards the door.
"I know, Noona. You don't seem the type to disappoint. Now, come on, I want to take you to this Sushi place I found last week. You like Sushi, right? I'm sure you do, you have to." He spout out as you walked, not even giving you a chance to answer.
Next thing you knew, Jungkook had dragged you into a white van with blacked out windows, barely glancing at the driver as he gave them directions before turning his attention back on you. He stared for a moment, his dark eyes scanning your face in away that almost felt uncomfortable, before breaking out into a smile.
"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are, Noona?" He said after a long moment, his tongue running itself over his pink lips as he then reached to grasp your face.
You stared back at him, brain absolutely short-circuiting at the amount of attention, and physical contact the younger male was giving you. It wasn't bad per say, but rather odd. You two barely knew each other, but Jungkook acted as if you two were good friends. 
'It was almost nice' you thought to yourself, no one ever paid you any attention, and to have a world class Idol treating you as someone important, it made your heart flutter.
"NOONA!" Jungkook yelled, his voice suddenly breaking through your internal dialogue, forcing you to pay attention to him again.
"I-I'm sorry, what?" You stuttered out, completely lost on what the younger had been saying.
"Gosh, Noona, are you feeling okay? I asked if anyone has ever told you how pretty you are? Have they?" He asked again, eyes taking on a darker look as he raised a brow, anticipating your response.
"Uh, no. I can't recall, honestly." You said, gulping at your close proximity, and once again, he smiled.
"Good, then I'll be the first. You're absolutely stunning." He said, eyes boring into yours before suddenly snapping away as the van stopped. Your heart raced, face flushed at his words, trying to calm yourself down as not to alert the younger to how he made you feel.
Jungkook paid no mind though, seemingly clueless to your reactions as he handed you a black mask, with a hat, motioning for you to put them on as he did the same. 
When he was satisfied with how much of your face was covered, he opened the van door, hopping out, before holding his hand out to you. Gingerly, you took it, briefly making eye contact with him as you stepped out, taking in your surroundings. The buildings that surrounded the area looked worn, and the area, abandoned.
You wondered for a moment, the younger males true intentions of bringing you here, and it wasn't until he led you into a hole-in-the-wall sushi bar, that you let out a sigh of relief. He didn't bring you here to murder you. 
"I would have never known this place existed, how did you discover it?" You suddenly found yourself asking, eyes once again making their way to Jungkook's figure, only to notice how he stared at you.
The male simply shrugged, gaze unwavering, so much so, you looked away, gulping.
"W-ell, uh." you stuttered nervously;
"What do you recommend?" 
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Dinner with the younger male had gone surprisingly well, he picked out a variety of options for you to try, finishing anything you couldn't, and even offering to buy something for you to eat later at home. By the time you two were done, you practically had a stomach ache, fighting off another bite that the male tried to force down your throat as he laughed.
Jungkook, to say the least, was charming, he had a way of speaking that made you tune the rest of the world out. His smile, kindness, and overall compassion left your heart a beating mess. 
Talking with him came almost too easily, like he knew just what to say, and he was ever so curious about you. The way his doe eyes would widen in awe every time you revealed something new about yourself, crinkling in amusement when you'd say something a little too personal, and assure you that it was okay, he'd never judge you.  He made you feel important, and maybe that is how he managed to secure himself a place so deep in your heart so quickly, a place that you'd have to tear yourself apart to get him out.
The male had driven you home, holding your hand in his own, as he told you of his hyungs. Explaining the toll his celebrity status took on him, and how lonely he got in the midst of it all. You felt for him, knowing you could never truly compare, but remembering the days in college where you'd spend every second alone, working hours trying to get a presentation right just to impress your professors. If that was painful for you, you wondered what it was like to do the same, yet with millions of eyes constantly watching you, your heart truly went out to the male besides you.
"Thank you for...for everything. I had a good time hanging out with you tonight." You said softly as the van pulled in front of your apartment, allowing you to get out, and Jungkook beamed.
"You don't have to thank me, Noona. The pleasure was all mine, you're truly something. We'll have to go on another date soon, I'll text you to plan it." He replied with a wink, not even giving you a chance to register his words before he closed the van door, and it drove off.
'Another date? Text me? How does he have my number?' You questioned yourself, while pinching the bridge of your nose. Finally, you sighed, shaking away the thoughts, before making your way inside. You'd think about this tomorrow.
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A/N: Well, there's that. Part two is a work in progress, but it's going to leave your mind reeling, and that's a promise. Also, feel free to comment your thoughts, yea? Take care, and again, thank you for reading.
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Fiction work that includes DARK and YANDERE. Read at your own will.
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Female reader
WARNINGS: Toxic Boss
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Yandere CEO JK that is the definition of an asshole boss. 
He’s not that bad to the other employees but whenever he sees you, it’s like a switch has been clicked. 
And not for the better. 
Makes you work tedious extra hours (although he does make sure you get the money for them), constantly finds the most insignificant mistakes on your reports just so he can thoroughly shame you till you’re on the verge of tears. 
If you have a helpful remark or suggestion, Mr. Jungkook never actually listens to you, instantly shutting you down as if you’re not worthy of his time. 
Your boss definitely crumples up your mood, with all of his toxic behavior and more than once, you’ve wandered around Linkedin, hoping to find an opportunity to get away from this awful job. 
But in reality, the only reason why Jungkook is so mean to you is because he can’t stand the fact that he’s utterly and completely obsessed with you.
You’re so pretty in your own way, smart and kind.
It makes him want you all to himself, to keep you locked away in the safety of his highly secured mansion.
To take you as his little housewife, a heavy diamond on your left finger to mark you up as his property. 
And God knows that if he ever lets his guard down, he will do all of that and much much worse to you.
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plutokoo · 7 months
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pairing: yandere idol jungkook x bunny hybrid reader
genre: smut,yandere
A/N : a quick drabble for the bunny hybrid couple. hope you'll like it <3
• yandere idol jungkook who never let's his bunny hybrid got out of his sight and makes her stay close to him at all cost bcs he doesn't like her wandering around and letting people touch what's his
● he would manipulate her slowly everyday,gaslighting her into thinking that the outside world is dangerous and the only safe place is with him at all times
● he would go live and purposely showed her to the camera becausehe likes showing people what's his, and getting the satisfaction of being the only one that can call her his.
● bunny hybrid yn who always listens to what he says bcs if not then he'll bend her over his knees and smack her ass until it turns bright red with her sobbing over his knees rutting her wet cunny against his thighs
● jungkook who loves marking her as his,he'd leave several marks on her as he fingers her ,wet squelching sound surrounds the room his finger going in and out of her wet-dripping hole calling her a pain slut while fat tears dripping down her face begging him to let her cum
● jungkook who'd fuck her hard with his cock thrusting his hips roughly into her pussy while her body jolts ears flopping, eyes rolling back as she clench against him, his dick covered in her juices making a ring everytime she grinds on him
● jungkook who would take her into the company everytime he went there and would fired all the staffs and tarnish idols name if they talked to her and would then fuck her stupid in his studio making her all dumb, mouth open, tongue lolling out as drool drips down the side of her face mumbling his name while his hands covered her throat squeezing it lightly,just enough for her to get dizzy and squirt around his cock until she passes out.
● jungkook who would tell her everyday that she's his and wouldn't hesitate to pull some string to ruin people's live if the ever spoke about his relationship with his bunny. she's his baby after all and no one could come between them.
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