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Stay With Me Series Collection *completed*

exhusband!jungkook, singledad!jungkook, unplanned pregnancy, EX2L, angst, fluff, smut

all chapters and drabbles will be uploaded in chronological order

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saw these glitter close ups of jk today and immediately glitter!jk in ur fic came into my mind

“I don’t actually dream of sexy vampires.”

jungkook x reader (oc) genre: crack; fluff (if you squint); suggestive word count: 2.3K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Happy JK day!!! This fic is ridiculously dumb but you all encourage me to write this shit so this is your fault lol. This is actually based on this ask I got a couple weeks ago, so this is directly your guys’ faults <3 I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :)) and happy birthday Jungkook! 

“You’re so sexy.”

That fact wasn’t news to anyone, not even to Jungkook himself, but he still looked at you with raised eyebrows and wide doe eyes as though he was taken by surprise by the comment. Unbelievable, you thought. You’d been watching him pose all day for his photo-folio and he had the audacity to be surprised by you thinking he’s the hottest person to ever exist.

“Why are you acting surprised?” You rolled your eyes, gripping onto the jabot that hung from his frilly shirt down the center of his chest.

“Because you surprised me,” he defended with a boyish smile, somehow looking adorable and, well, sexy. He was dressed like a sexy vampire, straight out of Interview With A Vampire. That movie would have been better had Jungkook played Lestat instead of Tom Cruise.

“I like this look,” you smirked at him.

“Yeah?” He asked, wrapping an arm around your waist and tugging you closer to him as you twirled the ruffled clothing around your finger.

“Very sexy,” you repeated. Perhaps you needed a better adjective than sexy, or at least more variety in descriptive words, but it was fitting. Crinkles formed on the outer corner of Jungkook’s eyes as a soft giggle met your ears. He was so pretty. There, another adjective that fit the man perfectly.

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You Broke Me First; COMPLETED

(pls ignore time stamps)

disclaimer: spelling and grammar mistakes are included ♡ 

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↳ warnings: swear words, mentions of bullying

jimin x reader x jungkook au; fakedating!au

Y/n and Jimin have been best friends since they were five. Along the way of their friendship, y/n happens to fall in love with said bestfriend. Will she ever tell him? sure… when she’s six feet under. This is a secret that she’s prepared to take to the grave. Even if she believes that Jimin is the only guy for her, she’s convinced herself that he does not and will not feel the same. So she keeps quiet and copes with her feelings the best way that she can. Then comes this bunny smiled boy who doesn’t believe in staying in the background. Jungkook wants to make the best of his life and live on with no regrets. When Jungkook finds out y/n’s dilemma, he goes out of his way to set the two up together as he believes that there’s absolutely no way that Jimin doesn’t have feelings for her. What’s the emotion that brings out unknown feelings more than any other? jealousy. Let’s hope, for the sake of y/n, that Jungkook’s idea goes according to plan.

prologue

1 - i wasn’t yelling???

2 - but not baby arms :(

3 - you have a thing for tattoos??

4 - i thought you were smart

5 - press f to pay respects

6 - don’t. make. the baby. s a d.

7 - that.. was kind of weird

8 - he’ll take care of you

9 - i have A PLAN

10 - and live

11 - i thought about it

12 - i showed you my penis

13 - stress free fluff balls

14 - we noticed.

15 - but who won in the end???

16 - punchable face

17 - happy to help

18 - for the sake of the plan

19 - knowing what you know

20 - good chance

21 - completely platonic

22 - bunny bf

23 - just a nickname

24 - i won’t hurt him

25 - phase 2

26 - wholeheartedly

27 - i know angel, i know

28 - be like you

29 - the mandacity

30 - foot fetish

31 - just once

32 - it’s all worth it

33 - perfect for eachother

34 - the happy couple

35 - for all time

36 - babygirl

37 - what if i am?

38 - i’m sorry i can’t be her

39 - use a microwave

40 - right headspace

41 - it’s a date

42 - boom boom

43 - i’m gonna throw up

44 - i’m your boyfriend

45 - you feel safe

46 - never seen

47 - okay daddy

48 - 방탄소년단

49 - i pulled away

50 - what if

51 - i know i’m not

52 - congratulations

53 - i love him but i broke him

54 - i wanted it to be you

55 - the real reason

56 - i genuinely do not care

57 - who did you hurt for yours

58 - vaguely familiar

59 - as a necklace

60 - in a different way

61 - cute girl on the couch pt. 2

62 - do it coward

63 - keep in check

64 - he can stay

65 - operation: get y/n a bf

66 - obsessed much?

67 - officially official

68 - The End.

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relax for me (m) | p.jm. | one-shot

You came home from a tiring workday and your boyfriend offered to give you a massage to relax – which you didn’t think much of because Park Jimin is known to be selflessly kind while also being a pervert, the exact two behaviors a massage would exemplify. But maybe you should think more about how skilled his hands felt… almost extraordinarily skilled. Is your boyfriend hiding something from you?

pairing: jimin x reader rating: m (18+) genre: humor | smut | fluff | a brush of angst | established relationship!au | masseuse!jimin warnings: swearing + jealousy + possessiveness (ft. a fierce oc that takes no shit and would fight any bitch that comes for her man <3) + allusions to infidelity + explicit sexual situations (dom!jimin, sub!reader, erotic body massage with edible oils, fingering, unprotective penetrative sex, breast play, oral(m), dirty talk, degradation, some slaps thrown around, semi-public sexual acts, praise kink, choking) + park jimin being a lil shit throughout :’) word count: 13 k

↣ part of the Titillating Touches collab hosted by my chaotic bff yanbun, @ressjeon <3

note: first off, a massive thanks to allannah, @ilikemesometaetaes, my precious baby for working w me on this beautiful banner! thank you for your patience, ily! 🥺❤ secondly, thanks to my love, @opaljm, who yelled at me to let her read this and ended up beta-ing it for me lmao! ily, you dumdum. 😭❤ and lastly, thank you yanbun for hosting this super super fun collab! i met and interacted with so many awesome ppl, hoping to get together with everyone for something fun again soon! 🥰

writing this fic has been sO much fun, y’all, i love both these chaotic idiots! every time i opened the doc, i’d spit a couple thousand words lolol, i’ve been on a roll w this one. i hope y’all like reading it as much as i loved writing it~ 💜

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In your humble opinion, people who claim their jobs suck the soul out of them are overly dramatic and despicable attention seekers who are just horrible at time management, because no job has the power to do that until one gives it such power.

Unless one is working in Accounting at a corporate firm.

Then their sucking-soul theory is absolutely believable, and you sympathize with those people.

Mostly because you are one of them and have just returned home after your supposed nine to five job that you were at till eight of the night, having served at the office for nearly eleven hours because your supervisor decided to be an ass today. Well, not exactly an ass; the man just needed you and the team to sit for the brainstorming session for the next project so that they could talk budget along the way, too. But the fact remains that you’re currently dead on your feet and he’s to be blamed.

The only silver lining is your warm, loving and comforting boyfriend who works reasonable hours, and who is just about to open the door and accept you into his warm, loving, and comforting embrace—

“Babe, holy shit, you look like hell! And stink like it, too!”

…or maybe not.

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summary: in which jungkook is team not okay for the perilla leaf debate.

> fluff / wc: 1.6k

> warnings: kinda suggestive at the end ? you’ll see ehehe

note: watching this the other day made me laugh so much but also made me so miserable because jungkook is the jealous type of boyfriend of course he is what do i do with this information but to write a drabble to calm myself down but i don’t think it fucking worked i just want to scream into a void forever. enjoy :]

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“just how many times do you need to watch it?” jungkook whines, burying his face in the crook of your neck and pulling your body closer by the waist.

his warm breath tickling your skin only makes you giggle much harder, clutching your phone tighter in one hand in fear of it falling on your face (not a good experience. -10/10). the other is too busy with playing with his fluffy hair, as it usually is almost every night in bed. his head was resting on your arm forty minutes ago, but he inched closer and closer to your neck the further you got into watching their recently uploaded content on youtube.

your boyfriend is dedicating his time, energy, efforts, talents — hell, his whole being to his job. and with all your heart, you love and respect him immensely.

you wait until the very end of the award shows to watch the performances the group has prepared for weeks, and months, prior. (ah, he’s always so excited for your reaction. so much so he refrains from giving you spoilers about the songs and concepts because he wants to surprise you, too.) you watch the interviews and praise him for perfectly saying the answers he practiced with you. and yes, you do randomly watch bangtan bombs and his reaction to tasting a lemon donut is ingrained in your brain for life.

a defeated sigh. and yes, you are secretly longing to watch run bts every tuesday again, but you don’t tell him that yet.

today, you find yourself having fun watching the group explore their mbti types. personally, you don’t think the theory should be relied on too much because humans are way too complex to be categorized by a few letters, but you still find it fun and interesting. it opens up discussions and shows the fascinating differences of the people sitting in the room, which happened exactly in the two episodes.

you love seeing different sides of jungkook. just like how there are sides of jungkook that come out only when he’s with you, there are also sides of him that only come out when he’s interacting with other people. therefore, you still discover new things about your boyfriend everyday.

the jungkook in the bonus clip discussing the famous perilla leaf controversy, however, is the jungkook you know all too well.

“they can’t help.”

“no. just no.”

“so basically, would it annoy you or not?”

“of course it would.”

you see, his unwavering opinion on the topic sounds awfully similar to a particular someone’s reaction from a few months ago.

“hey babe, have you heard of the perilla leaf debate?” you casually asked jungkook one lazy afternoon while scrolling through your phone, your head laying on his lap. he was leaning against the headboard on the edge of the bed, while your body horizontally occupied the rest of the space. this is your usual position when you feel like doing nothing at all.

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Could I request a college!AU Jungkook fic where you're an english major that stays to yourself and is pretty shy, but he takes a liking to you because of that and ends up making you fall for him? (a very fluffy hand-holdy, soft kisses ending would also be amazing jussayin)

When Opposites Attract

Summary: all of a sudden, you’re being noticed by the most popular boy on campus (college!au)

You really should stop walking and reading at the same time.

Too focused on the words of Oscar Wilde, it’s no surprise you’ve just run into someone. Your first reaction is oh shit. 

Your next, and immediate, reaction is. oh. Shit. 

It’d be just your luck to end up running into Jungkook of all people, business major, vice-captain of the basketball team, and all-round campus superstar. Behind him, his team mates are sniggering, but you hardly notice because you’re busy staring at his chest, where you’ve just knocked his soda onto his uniform, cola dripping onto the college emblem.

“Jungkook, you damn klutz,” Jimin calls out, laughing.

“Oh no,” Jungkook says, eyes wide as he stares at you. “Oh no, I ruined your book.”

You look down at your novel and find that, yes, that is cola, sticky and sugar-sweet cola, sinking into the pages.

“It’s… it’s fine,” you say, trying desperately to hide the nervousness in your voice. 

“I’m so sorry,” he says, eyes wide and pleading for forgiveness, and you have to look away because, damn, he is pretty cute. Your friends really weren’t kidding. 

“It’s fine,” you say again. “Really. I… I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

“Jungkook.” Yoongi’s voice isn’t loud, but it definitely is intimidating, commanding in true team captain fashion. “Let’s go. We have practice, in case you’ve forgotten.” Strangely enough, Jungkook seems unphased.

“What’s your name?” You tell him your name, but you say it so quietly, he ends up leaning in, asking you to repeat yourself. He smells of cola, and his cologne: fruity and citrusy, oddly feminine but somehow it works. “_____,” he repeats. “Look, I have to go before hyung beats my ass and makes me run an extra ten laps, but I’ll make it up to you, okay? Promise.”

You’re frozen in place, wondering if what had happened really did just happened. With absentminded eyes, you watch him run back to his team, but just as quickly as he’s left, he’s all of a sudden running back towards you. You tamper down a surprised squeak when he reaches an arm out, but all he does is lift up your book, scan the front cover with his eyes, then run away again, leaving you stunned like a deer in the headlights.

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hello friendly reminder that you do not need a special occasion to use nice things! if you wait long enough your nice bath bomb won't be as fizzy! your favourite fruits will go out of season! candles are meant to be burned, not looked at! you're not enjoying your special tea if it's just sitting in your cupboard! you're allowed to have nice and special things on completely ordinary days! heck, it might just make that day special!!

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paint me naked | jjk

After the mysteriously hot guy in your university class starts taking an interest in you, should you really trust that he’s not like all the other college fuckboys? Especially when his best friend is the guy who broke your heart?  

✿ pairing: artist!jungkook x fem!reader (ft. taehyung) ✿ rating & genre: BTS, 18+, college au, fluff, smut, angst ✿ warnings: alcohol, marijuana, brief mention of drug dealing, fingering, cunnilingus, protected sex, reader struggles with self-esteem issues (due to misogyny), tae fuckboy antics, everyone is obsessed with jk’s thighs 😂 ✿ date & wc: april 2022 | 16k ✿ notes: this one was really fun to write! i’m a slut for art student aus tbh. it’s the depressed writer in me lkhsdks 😂 anywayy, the poems were written by me as well. let me know what your favorite part was in a comment or reblog!

✿ masterlist | ao3 |  join my taglist ✿ what was jai listening to? paint me naked - ten  //  don’t - bryson tiller

✿ special shoutout to @jjkeverlast​ for being so supportive of me when i’m stressing out about my writing 

“Jungkook, I don’t think this is gonna work.”

“Let me try.” 

Your eyes strained to see the boy standing in front of you, but the room was pitch black. It was good, though. You’d purposefully blocked out as much light as you possibly could. It had been a surprisingly difficult feat, mostly because the two of you hadn’t thought this through very well. A rolled up towel was shoved against the bottom of the bedroom door to keep the light from the hallway out. Blackout curtains had already been drawn over the windows when you got there, so that made the window problem easier. Luckily, you’d remembered to unplug the digital clock sitting on the nightstand next to the bed, the last piece of light you could have some control over putting out. 

To make things weirder, you were in Jungkook’s parents’ room. 

“It’s the darkest room in the house!” he’d insisted and you hadn’t objected because, well, it seemed on brand for the way the entire night was going. 

With arms stretched out, your fingers pressed into something bumpy and hard. You could hear Jungkook’s breathing beside you and a light laugh alerted to you that he was much closer than you’d initially thought. After a quick prod, fingers gliding slightly upward, you realized you were grabbing his abdomen. The hard ripples you’d felt were his toned abs beneath his thin t-shirt. 

“Sorry,” you whispered, though there was no need to be quiet. Jungkook’s hands wrapped around yours and took the objects you had clutched between them: scissors and an undeveloped film roll. 

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Break My Legs | jjk

Break My Legs

— You were supposed to be having a good morning with your boyfriend, damn it.  Word Count: 1,412 Content/s: established relationship, good mornings rawr, jeon jungkook being a menace, fluff, suggestive content (sweet and spicehhh 🤪💅✨) Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

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A/N: just sumn short and simple for y'all 💘💖💓💞💓 it was late when i started this and i was reading a jk fic that made me all giggly ok AJDSJASDJ i hope y'all enjoyed!~

Mornings are not too bad, if you do say so yourself—a fresh start to a brand new day, even if you did poorly spend the night before getting a not-so-proper rest. Waking up to a certain hunk of a man’s cuddles and sweet kisses is not too bad, either. 

Ever the little shit he is, Jeon Jungkook spends the first minutes of his day peppering your face with ticklish kisses, hitting you with a double combo as he sneaks his fingers underneath your (his) shirt to attack your sides as well. “Rise and shine, jagi,” he beams as you burst out laughing from his antics. 

“I’m up! I’m up!”

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BTS Reaction Ditches You For His BFF [Request]

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BTS Reaction|| Their S/O Snaps At Them [Request]

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Wanderlust With You | jjk. masterlist

wanderlust; a strong desire to travel

↠ pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader

↠ summary: Your loving husband, Jungkook whisks you away to a sheltered tropical paradise for 7 days, away from all troubles and worries. Days and nights are spent with the two of you being wholly immersed in one another, soaking in all the pleasure you possibly can before having to return home to your little prince, Jaehyun.

↠ genre: established relationship au, pwp, fluff, smut, dilf!jungkook, married!jungkook

↠ rating: 18+

↠ wordcount: short drabbles - length will vary

↠ warnings: swearing & explicit sexual content. specific warnings will be given with each drabble.

↠ a/n: REPOST. hello loves <3 here is the masterlist for my first mini series! it was initially posted on my old account @hantaev & i will be reposting & continuing this series on my new blog. i hope you enjoy this series & if you would like to be added to the taglist then please do let me know by sending me an ask or commenting under this post ☺️! i will also be taking requests for it & so if you have anything you’d like me to incorporate then please do say so! happy reading <3

↠ credits: banner by the lovely @kimtaehyunq​ <3

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for the pic game 🥺 the ultimate boyfriend picture 😭 whenever i look at this photo i'd just imagine that's my boyfriend waiting on me to come home from school with our fur babies 🤧 the thought helps me go thru my school days or maybe i'm just delusional 😂

Not delusional. Daydreaming. And daydreams exist for a reason and I think your daydream is beautiful ❤️

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Relationships take work. That's the sensible advice Jungkook has been given since he started seriously dating at the ripe age of eighteen.

His first relationship ended on fine terms. They both decided that, as much as they liked each other's company, it wasn't gonna work in the long run if he couldn't stand the thought of being intimate together. He established a friendship with them too quickly and once that boundary was up, try as he may, he couldn't take it down.

His second relationship moved very fast to the point where he skipped classes to just to be between their legs for even a few minutes. There wasn't a real connection and eventually that lack of an emotional bond caught up to him and the sex didn't make him feel secure about anything. He got anxious, he got angry, and eventually he let go.

Jungkook learned a lot about himself and what he needed from a partner. He also learned a lot about other people and how much attention they needed to keep a relationship stable.

None of his relationships were easy. They took different levels of work and emotional struggle. But they all had one thing in common. He was tired by the end of them and as much as he wanted to be in a relationship, the idea exhausted him.

And so he didn't bother. For another period of time, he simply avoided relationships. Possible good ones and possible toxic ones. Something about the work didn't feel right.

And then he met you. And things were...easy.

You were easy to talk to. Easy to listen to. Easy to share with. Easy to compromise for. Easy to dance with. Easy to drive with. Easy to laugh with. Easy to confide in.

All in all, you were easy to love. In a manner of minutes the two of you were best friends and in a manner of weeks you were dating steady.

Relationships take work. Well, there's one myth debunked. Jungkook found that if the relationship is with the right person, things are easier.

The second myth Jungkook heard a lot about growing up is that when you know, you just know.

From the moment he kissed you for the first time, Jungkook knew. He just knew.

"Move in with me."

"Jungkook, we're not even graduated."

"What should that matter?" he whispered, taking your hands and holding them snug to his chest. "I love you and I want to live with you."

Your shared home was directly off campus and soon enough it wasn't just you two living there. You're shared love of dogs was inevitable and so were the four week old twin Italian Greyhounds you ended up adopting.

Jungkook lays on the floor of your shared apartment with his two babies on his stomach, arms wrapped around them both while he scratches one fluffy head and one chubby tummy.

His head rolls to the side as he stares longingly at the door. You should have been home an hour ago. Both he and your babies are getting restless.

"____," he whines, rolling across the floor while the puppies chase after him, "where are youuuu?"

He lands on his stomach, face down with his arms above his head. His hair and back are attacked by the playful, ferocious beasts. They launch tiny paws and gleeful barks at his motionless limbs.

He lifts his head just in time for one of the puppies to attack his face with kisses.

"Wait," Jungkook giggles with his face all scrunched and cute, "come on, guys, your mom won't wanna kiss me if I'm covered in dog slobber."

Their kisses are relentless, as most puppies' are. But Jungkook is too weak, as he tends to be when it comes to his fur babies.

"Fine, but don't tell ___." He gives in and scoops the dogs into his arms, fighting back with a plethora of kisses himself.

The barking gets louder as his nuzzles get deeper. When suddenly the front door opens.

"What is all the ruckess about in here?" you chuckle, backpack over your shoulder being dropped to the floor.

You immediately greet your babies as they run to you, jumping at your feet and reaching up to lick your face too.

"Hey, welcome back," Jungkook says, picking himself up off the floor. "Did class run long?"

"No, actually my professor wanted to talk to me about my last project and final. He said I've been doing so well in the class and he wants me to come back next semester and be his TA."

"Babe, that's amazing!" Jungkook congratulates you with a hug and kiss, locking his fingers around your lower back and swallowing your giggles with his lips.

Your arms slowly wrap around his neck while your puppies continue to circle your ankles, leaning their paws on your knees and barking to get your attention. But your attention has been captivated by your lovely boyfriend and his kiss.

"I'm so proud of you."

"It'll probably mean I don't get back until later, like today. Or I may get back even later than today."

He shakes his head, keeping an honest smile on his face as he replies, "If being a TA is something you wanna do then I support you a hundred percent. Whatever's gonna make you happy, babe."

"Thanks, Jungkook. I don't know what I did to deserve you but, you make the happiest. Whatever ends up happening in the future, I love you and I want us to do it together."

And your education went further than you ever expected, and Jungkook's talent took him further in his industry as well. But no matter how hard you two had to work for your relationship, you made it work. Together.

In the end, Jungkook learned something very valuable. Both pieces of advice he heard were true in their own way.

Relationships take work. But the work feels easy when you're working for the right relationship.

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not my fault | jjk (m)

Summary: After sparking a sinful conversation on a dating app, you vow to yourself that you won’t give in to more the notorious college fuckboy Jeon Jungkook might have to offer. That is, until he rings your doorbell just one night later – and it’s truly not your fault that he’s so damn hard to resist.

➵ pairing: Jungkook x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre:classmates to lovers, college!au; fluff, smut ➵ warnings: sexual tension, flirting/teasing/provoking, banter, a dating app :’), she has a crush on him but won’t admit it, grumpy roommate joon, crack dialogue, fuckboy!jk who wears glasses in class, idk that much about pharmacy i apologise; explicit sexual content: sexting, he makes her horny in public, petnames !!, fingering, edging, oral (f. & m. rec.), dom and big cawk jk wbk, he’s SO cocky, spanks (ass & clit ones), some choking, praising, messy but protected sex, she swallows his load <3, jk rlly loves her ass <3 ➵ word count: 12.6k ➵ a/n: been itching to write a lighthearted college au for so long and here we gooo !! @missgeniality​​​​​​​ thank you for enduring me and making this better and for not k*lling me yet, love thou, kitty <33 enjoy y’all – feedback is always appreciated !! <3

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“What’s with the constant yelling on this goddamn campus?”

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Sexcapade

Your neighbour has a series of unfortunate sex-related mishaps, and he keeps asking for your help.

Pairing: Jimin x F! reader

Rating: 18+ (but SFW)

Genre: Non-idol AU, fluff, crack

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sex toys

You’re half-asleep when you open the door to your apartment, but even if you’d been fully awake, you would still have struggled to put the pieces together.

There’s a quite attractive man in a baggy white sweatshirt smiling at you, hands shoved in his pockets.

‘I’m Jimin, your neighbour,’ he says.

You’re already automatically introducing yourself in turn, saying what a pleasure it is to meet him.

You blame your years in boarding school.

‘I was wondering if you might be able to help me,’ Jimin says.

You watch, incredulous, as he lifts his right hand out of his pocket, revealing the silver handcuffs dangling from his wrist.

‘Just got out of custody?’ you ask.

‘It was a sex thing,’ Jimin replies smoothly.

‘Why can’t your partner undo you?’

‘I was alone.’

Now you’re fully awake.

You look at each other for what seems like a full minute. The man doesn’t even have the decency to blush.

Then you nod. ‘Sure.’

You get Jimin to wait on your couch whilst you grab a paper clip from your desk.

‘Where are the keys?’ you ask, as you start to jimmy the catch.

‘I have no idea,’ Jimin says. He holds out his arm to help you, and you notice that he has quite nice wrists. They’re veiny, warm, and there’s strength in his grip. A thin gold chain dangles from the wrist you’re holding.

You cry out in triumph as the handcuff clicks open, freeing Jimin.

Jimin rubs his wrist gingerly. ‘You look like you’ve done that before.’

‘Seems a bold statement to make given we don’t know each other,’ you say pertly.

Jimin nods. ‘Thanks for freeing me.’

You wave him off with a flourish. ‘Anytime.’

You reconsider. ‘Wait – not anytime!’ you call out after him.

Jimin’s only response is to laugh as he heads for your door.

Annoyingly, his laugh is as pretty as the rest of him.

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You’re in the middle of a virtual meeting when the sounds start filtering in from next door.

You’re on mute, but you have to give a presentation in the next twenty minutes, and the noises coming through are definitely inappropriate for your team meeting.

You close your window in the hope of keeping out the sound whilst you debate what to do.

You’re new to the team, and you’re trying to make a name for yourself.

Preferably not as that person who had porn playing in the background during her presentation.

You excuse yourself and head next door.

It’s a wonder your neighbour can hear you knocking over the out-and-out shrieking.

Jimin opens the door, running a hand through his blond hair. He looks remarkably composed, given the context. His shirt is unbuttoned, untucked.

His chest and torso are beautiful, but that’s not the point.

‘I’ve got to do a presentation in the next twenty minutes. I don’t want to be known as the porn girl,’ you say, brisk.

Jimin nods. ‘I’m sorry. I’ll turn it down.’

‘Just for an hour,’ you say.

You marvel at how blatant he is, how he isn’t showing even an ounce of contrition that the entire building is aware he’s watching porn in the middle of the afternoon.

You wonder what he does for a living.

Jimin raises an eyebrow at you. ‘Sorry. Anything else I can do for you?’ he asks.

There’s a smile playing on his lips, a hint of flirtatiousness in his tone.

You don’t have time for this.

‘No, that’s it, thanks,’ you say, briskly. You head back to your apartment and bolt the door.

***

It’s been a hell of a day at work. You’re pouring yourself a glass of wine, flicking through the options on Netflix when there’s a knock at your door.

You run to the door, and it’s only when the door opens and you see Jimin standing on the other side that you realise it’s too quick for it to be the pizza you ordered.

Jimin’s holding a dishcloth to his forehead.

‘I’m sorry to ask again, but can you help me?’

He’s about to lift the dishcloth off then he stops and looks at you, assessing.

‘Are you squeamish?’

‘Fuck,’ you reply, fuelled by wine. ‘Is there brain under there?’

‘No, just a cut I think, I can’t see it properly.’

You take another gulp of your wine, then pass it to Jimin.

Jimin takes a long swig. ‘Ready?’

‘You should sit down in case you pass out,’ you say, sensible.

Jimin eyes you. ‘We should both sit down.’

‘Hey, buddy, you came to me to help,’ you remind him.

You end up sitting across from each other on the couch.

Jimin lifts off the dishcloth.

You stare, unimpressed, at the long thin shallow slash above his left eyebrow.

‘Is that it?’

Jimin looks at you in disbelief. ‘There was a lot of blood.’

‘I wouldn’t even put a bandaid on that,’ you say, dismissive.

‘It’s my face!’ says Jimin.

He’s still clutching your wine, so you pour yourself another glass.

‘It’ll heal before you know it,’ you say.

There’s another knock at the door, so you open it.

Thank god, it’s your pizza and not another neighbour with a sex-related injury.

‘How’d you cut it?’ you ask, setting your pizza down.

‘Flogger,’ Jimin mumbles.

You shudder. ‘Did someone hurt you, Jimin?’

‘I needed to see it in motion,’ Jimin says.

You don’t want to ask any other questions.

‘Pizza?’ you offer, out of politeness.

‘Sure,’ Jimin says, settling in on your couch like he belongs there. ‘Can I get more wine too?’

***

Three glasses of wine in, you’ve learned a few more things about your neighbour Jimin. Firstly, that his surname is Park and he’s from a city not far from yours.

Secondly, that he’s a photographer for a high-end sex toy company.

It explains all the sex toys he’s been playing around with.

It doesn’t explain his very loud and very obtrusive afternoon porn-fest from the other afternoon, but you’re not sure you want to go there.

Thirdly, that he’s funny.

At first you were laughing at him, but now you realise that he’s making you laugh. You like it.

‘I’ve got a model coming in tomorrow for a shoot,’ Jimin tells you.

‘Don’t you have a studio for that?’ you ask. You don’t really care, you’re out all day tomorrow anyway, but you’re curious.

‘It’s a friend, he says he’d be more comfortable at mine,’ Jimin shrugs.

You finish off the last of your wine. ‘Sure. I’ll get my first aid kit ready. And my lock-picking paperclip.’

Jimin looks affronted at your tone. ‘These accidents could happen to anyone. You never said how you got so good at unlocking handcuffs.’

‘We don’t know each other well enough for that yet,’ you mutter.

Jimin’s tone goes silky. ‘I found the keys.’

You laugh. ‘Get out of my apartment, Jimin. I have a long day tomorrow.’

***

You peer around the corner of your landing. The coast appears to be clear.

You’re unlocking the door, pushing it open, when Jimin’s door opens.

‘Y/N!’ he calls. ‘We need your help.’

‘Just call an ambulance,’ you call back.

Jimin rushes to you and grabs your arm. ‘Please.’

For the umpteenth time since you met him, you wonder why God saw fit to put such a hot mess inside such a beautiful package.

‘What do you –’

The words die on your lips when you enter Jimin’s apartment.

In front of you, a white sheet carelessly draped low, low over his hips, is an insanely hot man.

Your mouth goes dry as you take in his curly dark hair, the light sheen on his skin, the tattoos on his right arm, his beautiful body.

He sits up when he sees you, and the sheet slides even lower.

You’re transfixed.

‘Y/N!’ Jimin says, and you snap to attention.

You turn your back on the hot man to look at Jimin.

‘I need your feet,’ Jimin tells you.

You wait, both for him to finish what he’s saying and for your composure to come back. You can hear the rustling of sheets behind you.

‘Explain, Park Jimin,’ you prompt when Jimin looks like he’s just going to keep staring at you.

‘Your feet. Can you pose with JK?’

‘No! I just got back from work. I can’t pose.’

‘You have great feet,’ Jimin coaxes.

There’s throat clearing from behind you. ‘I’m JK.’

‘Are you decent?’ you snap.

‘I’m a good guy,’ he says, sounding hurt.

‘Are you wearing clothes,’ you clarify.

You hear the snap of an elastic band. ‘I am now.’

You turn around and shake the hand JK’s holding out. His briefs are tiny, you guess he has a loose definition of ‘dressed’. You think he probably gets away with it because of the way he looks.

‘I’ll pay you,’ Jimin says.

‘I’m not a model, Jimin.’

‘I’ll get you dinner after the shoot.’

Now you’re intrigued.

‘What do I need to do?’

***

JK, or Jungkook as his name turns out to be, looks at you over the grill. He hasn’t stopped eating since you got to the restaurant. You wonder where the hell he’s putting it.

You swipe the last cooked strip of beef before he can take it.

Jimin obligingly lays out more strips of raw beef to cook.

‘I think these pictures are going to turn out amazing,’ he says. ‘Thanks for your help, Y/N.’

‘Anytime,’ you say wearily.

‘Yeah, I’d be happy to work with you again,’ Jungkook tells you. He seems sincere. He looks different fully dressed, more of a casual college kid than a Greek god. You think maybe it’s his wide eyes and slightly sticky out teeth. Or maybe it’s the smear of sauce across his cheek from the ribs.

‘Um, thanks?’ you say doubtfully.

You’re still trying to get over having had your feet in his naked lap for the last hour.

Jimin beams at you. ‘You’re a natural.’

‘To our new working relationship,’ Jungkook says, smiling at you, raising his glass.

‘I’ll cheers to that but I think I’m sticking to my day job,’ you say, hastily.

Jimin laughs. ‘You’re difficult to rattle.’

‘Have you been trying to rattle me?’ you ask.

Jimin just smiles.

‘If you knew anything about me, you’d know that sex isn’t the way to rattle me,’ you say, rolling your eyes.

Jimin looks at you thoughtfully.

***

You groan as you drag yourself out of bed to answer the door.

‘This better be good, Park,’ you say, rubbing your eyes. ‘It’s the crack of dawn.’

Park Jimin’s standing on your doorstep, holding out a small bunch of posies and a cup of coffee to you.

He’s beautifully dressed, fresh as the flowers he’s holding.

He smells amazing.

You’re rattled.

You blink at him.

‘What the hell is this?’ you ask.

‘This is me asking you out,’ he tells you.

You blink again, wondering if you’re dreaming.

‘You’re beautiful, you’re funny, and you take things in your stride,’ Jimin says. ‘Can I take you to dinner?’

‘Are you serious?’ you ask.

He smiles at you, charming, sexy, and you’re smiling back.

‘So will you let me take you out?’ Jimin asks.

You sniff the flowers he’s pressed into your hands. They smell like spring, like new beginnings.

You smile. 'Maybe I can show you how to use handcuffs properly,' you say.

Jimin smiles back. ‘I’ll be back tonight to pick you up for dinner, then I think I'd like to take you up on that.’

You laugh, and Jimin walks away, his own silvery laughter echoing down your hallway.

©hamsterclaw 2022

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Coquet (Series) | JJK

Coquet

\ kō-​ˈket Definition: noun. a man who indulges in flirtation.

Pairing: Escort!JJK x Fem-reader

Rating: M (🔞)

Genre: Fake-dating!AU; Strangers to lovers; fluff; angst; smut

Total word count: 77,727K words

Status: Completed ✅

Warnings (more to be written in individual chapters): cussing; explicit sexual conversations; hints of awkward family dynamic; fake-dating; hired escort; some anxiety; alcohol consumption

Summary: On your brother's wedding, you dread traveling to see your family–whom you have successfully avoided for over a year after moving across the country for work. In an effort to save face, you hire an escort to get them off your back and perhaps even make your ex–who happens to be the best man–a little jealous.

A/N: This is loosely inspired by The Wedding Date (2004) but with a slight twist. If you know the movie, I hope you'll still read along. I have a habit of getting prompts from random movies or shows that I revisit and then find some details that I'd like to switch up for my own personal wish-fulfillment bank so, I hope it does the same for yours as well! 😊

Comment, reblog, or send me feedback! 📩--I love hearing from readers!

❗️Please DNI if you're a minor.

Navigation:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Epilogue

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Sweater Weather

pairing; jungkook x f!reader

genre; fluff, drabble

warnings; cursing, bad weather, bad friends, and just a kind koo

rating; 18+

w/c; 1,684

a/n; just a cute lil drabble for my bias (if you haven’t guessed it already). like + reblog if you enjoyed. feedback is always appreciated and helps motivate this writer. feel free to send in your own drabble requests.

networks; @ficscafe, @thebtswritersclub, @kflixnet

Read Part Two {Here}

You should’ve learned by now to never trust what the weather man tells you.

“Today is going to be at a high of 88, nothing but sunny weather today, folks! Wear sunscreen!”

Yeah, bullshit.

You inwardly cursed at yourself for being so naive. Especially now that you were walking alone, at night, in the rain, wearing nothing but a cute white dress you found the other day, thinking that today would be a perfect day to debut it for the first time.

With pursed lips, and hair matted to your face, you tightened your arms around your chest as you tried your best to cover up the see through material. Looks like you were SOL when it came to people viewing your underwear, but there’s not much you can do about it now. You only hoped there wasn’t some pervert you would run across tonight. Scowl on your face, the only thing you were thankful for was wearing your chunky, white boots that are able to withstand the rain and various deep puddles you had to walk through to get to your end destination — the bus stop.

*******

Stuffing his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, Jungkook’s eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at the rain that was pouring down around him as he stood underneath the bus stop shelter.

He realized the hard way to never trust a drunk friend to secure you a ride home.

So there he was, at almost 11 o’clock at night, shivering his ass off. His breath came out in puffs of smoke, before disappearing into nothing. His glasses kept fogging up from the humidity of the day despite there being rain. And he waited, for the one friend he could trust to pick him up so late at night, his roommate.

Out of his peripheral, he could see something white appear from the harsh cover of the rain. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t only semi panicking, imagining that he was seeing the ghost of a ‘white lady’. He swallowed thickly, Adam’s apple bobbing due to the action, shrinking in on himself in hopes of not being seen by the white specter.

Just as he did so, did the figure suddenly pick up it’s pace towards the bus shelter and him.

Oh shit.

*******

Squinting through the rain, as the rain drops lashed at your skin in piercing waves, you finally saw the end in sight. Not noticing the figure in all black, you practically sprinted the rest of the way to the bus shelter and only hoped you hadn’t missed the last bus ride home. That would’ve been the perfect end to your already perfect day, you thought sarcastically.

Upon making it underneath the awning, you finally closed your eyes and let out a sigh of relief. As much as you loved your boots, they were not meant to be worn for such long distances, and your feet were killing you. Unable to stop shivering, you bit on your bottom lip to prevent the chattering of your teeth that you wanted so badly to do.

Jungkook let out his own quiet sigh of relief into the confines of his hoodie when he realized that the white figure was actually just another victim of the unsuspecting weather. And definitely not a ghost, as far as he knew. His nose scrunched at the aforementioned thought, lip ring rising with his lips, and brows raising into his hairline, as a shiver of his own went down his spine. Nothing like how your poor body was shivering, however, which made Jungkook glance at you out of worry.

Further inspecting your shaking figure, he noticed your white dress was soaked through, as his ears turned red and cheeks became tinted a light pink. He’s a guy, and you’re attractive, what do you expect?

Suddenly feeling guilty about being warm in his hoodie, he came up with a solution.

He would give you his.

He just hoped that you didn’t find it creepy.

*******

You tried your best not to stare at the lone, all black, figure next to you, who you envied for being smart enough to wear or bring an article of clothing to help rid of the rain and still stay warm.

Not one for small talk, or speaking to strangers in general, you didn’t offer anything other than silence. Better to be cautious, than taken advantage of, you like to say.

It was a light tap on your shoulder that shook you out of your depressive reverie, making you turn your head at break neck speed towards the silhouette next to you, fists raised even though you knew for a fact you had no idea how to fight. His hands rose in defense, as he stuttered out his reasoning for breaking your personal bubble in a haste.

Your eyes softened when you saw he was holding out his hoodie towards you with an extended hand that you could see was adorned with various tattoos, no longer wearing the warm hoodie himself.

“Sorry,” he smiled at you sheepishly, cheeks tinted a light shade of red. “I should’ve said something, instead of just tapping you. My bad. But uh, here–,” not wanting to invade your personal space even more, he just opted to slightly, and awkwardly, bend his body towards you as a way of extending his arm out further, the hoodie now dangling in front of your chest. “You need this more than I do.”

“Are you–,” your voice cracked, from not being used in awhile, which made your own cheeks become tinted and mirror his. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah! Do you mind if I–,” still in his awkwardly, bent position, he opened the hoodie up enough for you to easily slink your head and arms inside. A situation you happily took advantage of.

You couldn’t help the way you sighed loudly in content, your body now encased and drowning in the kind strangers large and long hoodie. The end of the sweater reaching far pass your knees, making it look as if you’re wearing nothing but the hoodie. Immediately, you inhaled the musky, yet comforting aroma with closed eyes and smiled for the first time since it started to rain.

Opening your eyes, you turned your body to the big hearted, or just morally correct, male in front of you. Underneath the hoodie they wore just a plain, white, long sleeved shirt. A tiny logo rested above the heart that you couldn’t quite make out, but you had no doubt in the tight, black, skinny jeans he wore, that he was now just as cold as you were, if not worse.

And now it was you who felt bad.

Seeing the conflict in your eyes, Jungkook lifted his phone up in front of your face to show you a notification he just received. It was his roommate letting him know that he was five minutes out and would see him soon.

“My friend is going to be here any second, so I won’t need it. Don’t worry about me, okay?” His warm smile melted you, and made your whole body heat up with his gentle tone. It was funny that he was trying to console you, and not the other way around.

It was nice to feel cared for, even if it was by someone you didn’t even know.

Sure enough, right on schedule, headlights blared through the rain to stop in front of the bus stop. It was the mystery male’s ride home. You don’t know why, but your heart sank into your stomach upon the fact that soon you’d be left alone underneath this bus stop, and would no longer be in the company of the stranger.

Looks like the male shared the same sentiment, as a small smile appeared on his face. Sucking his lip between his teeth, he went to offer you a ride home, yet stopped himself when the tall tale sign of a bus honking caught his attention.

Your eyes widened at the sudden sound as well, and you two stared at each other with bated breath. His friend rolled down the passenger window from the drivers side and leaned over to yell at the male in front of you, voice laced with impatience.

“Yo! Jungkook! Hurry, man! It’s raining cats and dogs, plus the bus is going to need to park here. Let’s go.”

Jungkook made the split second decision to step closer to your no longer shaking form, which for that, he’s grateful to have helped. Pulling a pen out from his back pocket, one he kept on him along with a small notebook incase inspiration struck him for lyrics to a new song, he gently held your wrist to pull the sleeve of his hoodie up enough to write on your arm.

Giving you the ‘call me’ sign with his hand, a sideways spin off of the surfer’s sign, accompanied by a cheeky wink, he hunched over with one arm over his head to attempt to shield the rain that still kept pouring down without remorse, yanking the car door open to clamber inside and sit in the passenger seat, swiftly slamming said door once he was fully in. The action making his driver friend scold him, but he didn’t pay any mind.

Waving at you with a bunny toothed grin, as he adjusted his glasses back onto his nose, the car sped off as the window slowly began rolling back up, and you watched until you could no longer see the reflection of the taillights that bounced off the street lights in a rhythmic pattern.

As the bus came to a full stop in front of you, the doors swinging open with an airy ‘swoosh’, you looked down at your still uncovered forearm with a coy smile and read the hastily scrawled note he wrote, and miraculously fit.

Jeon Jungkook

(xxx) xxx-xxxx

Call me so I can get my hoodie back and a date with you

Pls and thank you ;)

PS - Unless ur a ghost, then u can keep it