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hobisstar · 2 years ago

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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.

“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..

“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.

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.”

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.

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..

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"

#bts jung jungkook #jk x reader #fem!reader #bts #jungkook #bts fic #yandere!jungkook #bts yandere #jeon jungkook

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eclipsethemagic · 11 months ago

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Home|JJK| |M|

Summary: Jungkook hasn't seen you in about three weeks and a half because of your sister wedding.

Paring: BF! IdolJungkook x!female reader

Genre: fluff, smut, wholesome really

Warning: Daddy kink, oral ( f.rec), unprotected sex ( don't do )

a/n: the smut isn't really that long lmao, and I also was supposed to post this for jungkook birthday ( I didn't) so please enjoy!

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It was 3 am and Jungkook was still awake.

He's bed felt empty beside him.

The poor guy was use to his girlfriend beside him, cuddling him and telling him she loved him so much.

Y/n was in America for her sister wedding, Jungkook couldn't go because of award shows. It really sucked when he watched her get on the plane. She was gone way to long for his liking.

He throws a red ball in the air then catches it when it falls back down. He been doing this since the clock hit 11:56 pm it was now 2:00 am. You would think he'll be sleepy by now but this was Jungkook, he was a night owl and he would do a vlive here and there but now he didn't even feel like keeping up.

Seokjin yawns when he walks downstairs when he gets a text from Y/n. Jin didn't think she'll be coming now out of all time him thinking she would come in the morning surprising Jungkook. With a cough Jin presses the buzzer and walks in the kitchen making a cup of coffee. Y/n opens the door with a huff then shutting it back and throwing her jacket and book bag on the black leather couch.

"Seokjin?" Y/n ask when she takes her shoes off. Seokjin hums walking in the living room with a cup in his hand.

"Is that coffee?" Y/n points at Jin's cup and he nods handing her the cup and grabbing another one.Y/n drinks the coffee happily and sits on Jin's couch sitting with her.

"How was the wedding?" Jin ask and Y/n smiles setting her cup down on the coffee table.

"It was fun, my mom except asking where Jungkook was though..I wish he came with me." She mumbles pulling her hair up.

"He really wanted to go, he also kept threatening Namjoon about the meeting and stuff." You chuckle shaking your head. After awhile you tell Seokjin good night and walk down the hallway into Jungkook room. Walking in the lights are off but you can see a body under the covers and small cute snores. You smile and shut the door back changing in his black t-shirt that goes to your thighs. Sighing happily you get in the bed laying under the covers. Jungkook moves a bit but sighs turning on the other side moving his leg on yours softly.

The next morning Jungkook turned over opening his eyes. You're hair was sticking out the cover making Jungkook jump out of bed screaming. All the boys run in Jungkook room, Yoongi had a baseball bat in his hand, Namjoon had his towel hanging down low from his hips trying to keep it up, Taehyung hair was all over the place just like Hoseok, Jimin and Jin rub their eyes looking confused as ever.

"Why you yelling kook?" Namjoon ask and Jungkook points at his bed almost in tears. You groan moving to the other side mumbling hush.

"Y-Y/n here?" Jungkook stutters out and Seokjin nods yawning.

"She came in last night, it was supposed to be a surprise." Jin says walking out the room everyone right behind him. Jungkook looked like he just seen a ghost, he takes the cover off your head and jumps back when he sees your eyes staring at him.

"Hi." You mumble and Jungkook just stands there.

"Just hi? You been in my bed this whole time?" Jungkook ask and his girlfriend nods, Jungkook hugs her tightly kissing the top of her forehead then her lips. You hum in the kiss pulling him closer.

You miss this and Jungkook did too. He climbs on top of you sticking his tongue in your mouth dominating yours. You didn't care if Jungkook got you pregnant right here and now, you missed him, you crave him. Y'all pull apart and Jungkook starts kissing your jawline then your neck and collarbone. Sucking ever so slightly, He pulls his shirt off of you throwing it on the floor and his lips finds yours again.

The kiss was more hot then ever, your hands would dig in his back wrapping your legs around his waist grinding yourself on his dick. Jungkook would pant giving out the most sexiest moans ever. The sexual tension was high and y'all both knew it. Jungkook kisses down your chest, you gripping his hair when he sucks on your stomach. When he reaches your panties he groans when he sees a little wet spot, he also notice that your underwear was black lace.

"You wore this for daddy?" Jungkook looks up at you with lust in his eyes. You nod heavily moving your hips slightly.

"I need your mouth daddy please." She begged and Jungkook smirks pull them off and licks your clit slightly. Your back arches griping his hair moaning at the feeling. Jungkook sucks on your clit then sticks two fingers inside. Y/n miss his hands, she also miss the orgasms with his hands, Jungkook hands can do wonders he can also make her cum faster then him. Y/n giggled when she feels he high coming, she loved this..she also loved how he make her squirt a lot, more then she think she could. Jungkook did wonders on her clit making her shake and cum again and again until she couldn't take it. They made love like that, all morning until it was the afternoon. Her moans was music to his ears, she gripped the sheets tightly, he gripped her hips harder. His thrust was like fire under her skin.

She felt like he was going to break her. She was gone way too long, Jungkook's thrust was deep and hard. That final thrust made her cum, her high to a long time, Jungkook's did too. By the time he came inside her, she came again. Pulling her close Jungkook kisses the top of her head mumbling nothing but sweet things, Y/n fell asleep just like that and so did Jungkook.

#bts #bts fanfction #oneshots #kpop #jungkook #jeon jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #fluff

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ask-serendipity-sky · 2 years ago

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https://www.tumblr.com/ask-serendipity-sky/734637085529702400/i-dont-think-about-jk-in-terms-of-jimin-or-vice

My thoughts exactly! I totally agree with anon as well.

I’m a bit out of the loop though, is the rumor about him potentially delaying his enlistment just some wishful thinking coming from some Army and solos or is there real substance to it? That would be such a bad move and a bad marketing tactic imo. I have a hard time thinking he would agree to this. Most Korean guys seem to want to get rid of ms as soon as they can, have it done and move on with their lives, that would make no sense to me to stay while all his hyungs and then a few years later have to go all alone while the 6 other members are thriving. I don’t see him do that but who knows. I mean, it’s his life and his personal decision but it would be such a stupid one imo, even for his solo career. Sure he’s an idol, he’s rather successful right now but he would have to face some heavy backlash and I somehow would understand why. I think all the members are going to be gone within the next 3-4 months, it was pretty much the plan and I selfishly hope they stick to that.

Also I have mixed feelings about this image he has been pushing during his solo. I totally agree with anon, I don’t get why he’s pushing the y/n fantasies even further and further. It’s getting too much. I honestly wonder if he realizes how delusional and obsessed so many of his fans already are. He’s been sexualized at every occasion, he has been followed and stalked. It’s like he’s trying to correspond to the image fans have crafted for him, coming straight up from a fanfic. Sometimes I get scared for him, I think he’s too nice with some fans and a bit immature and reckless tbh. I miss the goofy Jungkookie from the first half of the year, being cute and singing songs on Vlives. The Jungkookie we saw doing cute and sassy choreo with TXT and LeSserafim was so much more appealing imo but I guess that’s a matter of personal taste.

Hi anon,

It's interesting to post this now that we know all 4 are enlisting at the same time.

Looking at it now, it was such a better move to do it like this. No fan wars, no hate.

Although Hybe seems to be sending mixed messages regarding Jungkook and at this point, I think they will try all things at once.

BTS Jungkook and soloist Jung Kook. This will make for interesting discussion later.

Regarding Jk's image, maybe we will have both of these things too. Het Jk and not straight real Jk.

The image that Jk is pushing is not for me at all, either. I rather skip his stuff and remember previous Jk too or Jimin's Jk.

He seems happier when he's himself too. Those tiktoks of him dancing to gg dances show him having fun and owning the dance. Hope he gets to be himself more.

Thank you for sharing.

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escapewithbts · 4 years ago

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Proud of You - Jimin

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You watched your boyfriend on your phone screen as he spoke to his fans through a black face mask. His dark brown eyes had bags underneath them, his dirty blonde hair was tousled messily under the hoodie of the red sweatshirt he was wearing.

He looked adorable of course, maybe a little sad, but overall absolutely exhausted. He was doing a vlive with his fellow members as all the Grammy-related events came to a close, and you couldn’t wait for him to come home to you.

As the seven boys you adored so dearly said their goodbyes on their livestream, you exited the app and locked you phone, setting it on the coffee table in front of you. You looked around the living room where balloons and streamers hung from the ceiling and a banner with gold letters spelling “CONGRATULATIONS” spread from one end of the fireplace to the other. BTS didn’t win the Grammy, sadly, so you debated keeping up the decorations for when Jimin got home, but you were so proud of him and everything he and his members had accomplished that you decided to leave them up. Win or not, you admired him so much and wanted him to know.

Not much later you heard the front door to your shared apartment open and close. You got up from your spot on the couch and peered around the corner into the hallway. There was your adorable Jimin, in the same face mask and sweatshirt, setting his bags down and removing his shoes. You slowly walked toward him.

“Hi my Jimin-ah...” you murmured with a small smile.

When he looked up at you you noticed his narrowed bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks. You frowned at the sight.

“We didn’t get the Grammy, Jagi...” he choked out softly.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and let him rest his face on your shoulder.

“I know, baby, I know,” you ran your hands up and down his back to soothe him, “It’s okay, my sweet Jimin, I promise it’s okay...”

He stayed there for a couple minutes, sniffing into your shoulder, comforted by being held against you and your calming touch.

When he finally released from your grasp you held his puffy cheeks in your hands and wiped some tears away with the pads of your thumbs.

“Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?” You asked.

He shook his head and peered down at the floor.

“No, no thank you Jagi. I’m just really really tired and drained.”

You ran a hand through the back of his soft hair and said,

“Well why don’t you go lay on the couch, get some rest.”

He looked back up at you, a hint of worry in his eyes.

“Will you come, too?”

You smiled at him.

“Of course, chim.”

You took Jimin’s hand in yours and guided him into the living room, Jimin stopping when he noticed the decorations. He cocked his head.

“Why are these up if we lost?” he questioned softly, almost sounding ashamed.

You shook your head.

“Jimin... you may have lost the Grammy but it’s about so much more than winning,” you paused and beckoned him over to the couch where you sat, “Come here, my love.”

He obliged, grabbing the blanket from the armrest before laying down and spreading it over himself and resting his head on your lap. You ran your fingers through his hair which made a small groan of pleasure escape from his throat.

“Do you know how much the seven of you have done?” you continued, “You have broken so many records and barriers that no other artist has done before, even ones who have won grammys. You’ve allowed a genre of music with a country in its name to reach out of that country and spread all over the world, opening the door for your culture; for Asia. You’ve shown the world that despite being extremely successful and wealthy and looked up to you can still be humble and kind and silly. And most of all you have inspired and saved and always appreciated your fans who have gotten you to this place. The future is so bright for BTS, and I am so so so proud of you, Jimin.”

He raised his head, droopy eyes staring up at you.

“You are, (y/n)?”

You squeezed his shoulder gently.

“Yes. So proud. I’m in awe of you.”

He snuggled his face into your thigh and hummed contently.

“I’m in awe of you, (y/n),” he mumbled, “You’re so supportive and patient and good to me. I’m the luckiest person in the world, really.”

You smiled and slowly blinked at him in adoration, continuing to stroke his hair and smooth skin.

“Get some rest, Jiminie. When you wake up we can celebrate everything you’ve accomplished, okay?”

He nodded followed by a pause.

“And Jimin?”

He let out a barely audible “hmm?” as you noticed the rise and fall of his chest slowing down as he began to fall asleep. Soft snores came from his slightly parted large red lips. You looked down at him, realizing in that moment that you were in fact the luckiest person in the world.

“I love you.”

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This short imagine was inspired by their actual vlive post-Grammy’s, and how adorable our sleepy Jimin was :) I really am so proud of them, and love that they were so quick to reassure ARMY that they were ok after the loss. They’re so thoughtful and special <3

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3j-unit · 6 years ago

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aricastmblr · 1 month ago

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jm recargado en jk antes ahora

bts weverse live los 7 reunidos

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jikook-took-over-my-life · 8 years ago

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-Mom why is my cousin called Jude? -Because your aunt loves the Beatles. -What about me? -Enough questions, 171208 Jikook Vlive

#that's what i'll call !y future kid #you bet #lmao #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jikook vlive #jikook video #jikook is real #jikook is love #jikook is life #kpop #bts #bts ships #bts jikook #park jimin #jeon jungkook #otp #shipping

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bad-decisionsot7 · 2 years ago

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Their reaction to you giving them head during a vlive.

With wide eyes and a shaky breath, he'd look down at you. his hands would be shaking nervously as he would do his best to keep it out of the view of the camera. almost instantly, he'd push your head off trying not to make it obvious. "sorry guys, i think i smell food burning. i'll get back on tomorrow night, bye!" you'd giggle, placing your lips back on his hardening cock feeling him freeze up once again. "you're really fucking killing me y/n."

Joonie would be talking about the possible release of a new mixtape when you'd unzip his pants. he'd bite his bottom lip, his thoughts instantly over taken with the feel of your lips around his cock. he'd smirk as the comments filled with "OPPA" and "THAT LIP BITE CONSIDER ME DEAD." his hand would come down, pushing your head down onto his cock as he continued to talk. just as he would cum, he'd quickly shut down the camera, turning his attention to you.

Hobi would be answering fans questions when you'd slip his sweats lower, beginning to jerk his cock. he'd close his eyes for a moment, attempting to stay in a normal position. his hand would travel down your shirt slipping into your bra to pinch your nipple. you'd let out a muffled squeal, lips still around his cock. "did you all hear that? i think jimin is playing around again." he'd emphasize "playing around", teasingly laughing afterwards. his hand would position you so you could sit up underneath his table, his fingers leading to your clit. he'd attempt to pleasure you while you pleasured him.

Jimin would instantly freeze up, his eyes widening underneath the table as he peered down at you, blowing him. his comments would instantly be flooded with things like "did you see a ghost" and "is everything okay jiminie????" and he couldn't help but laugh a little because honestly, things were more than okay, in fact they were going quite well, especially since you'd given him such a wonderful surprise. he warned you after the vlive that he'd get you back and boy, did he.

Yoongi would act unfazed at first, his attention still on the camera and comments. after a few moments when you'd have him extremely hard, his fingers would be practically clawing at your scalp, the pressure causing you to whimper. that would intrigued him even more, though he still acted as if he couldn't care. "i'll be going now, hope you all have a good night. sweet dreams." he'd say goodbye to everyone before ending the live, a dark look on his face. "get up, bend over. hands behind your back, y/n. don't make me repeat myself."

Taes eyes would widen. he didn't think you'd have it in you. on your knees underneath his table, lips swollen around his cock practically in front of thousands of people. he was incredibly impressed, he'd be quiet for the most part, even challenging himself to stay on camera the whole time even when he came, which he did, biting his lip to keep from making any noise. you knew the consequences you'd have for this but you didn't care. he had teased you before he went live and now it was him who had paid for his consequences.

jungkooks cheeks would flush red as soon as he'd see you on your knees, unbuckling his pants. he'd instantly get hard, not being able to take his eyes off you. when the comments began to flood with "what are you looking at???" he'd respond calmly with, "just dazed that's all." and they'd let it be. after you had begun to suck him off, he'd accidentally let out a soft groan of pleasure. "s-stomach pains." he'd say to the fans who'd question it. directly after he'd say "i think i should get off, get some rest. goodnight all." and you'd pay for what you did to him. trust and believe.

#bts #bts smut #bts smut reactions #hoseok smut #jimin smut #jungkook smut #namjoon smut #seokjin smut #taehyung smut #yoongi smut #kpop imagines #kpop #kpop smut

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vinetae · 2 years ago

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Sleepless Hours - JJK

summary: sharing a bed wasn't the easiest thing for Jungkook. Especially when it's sleeping next to Namjoon's friend... AKA, his crush..

Genre: Fluff, Smut, comedy, F2L, Only one bed trope

Warnings: cute talks and cuddles. More cuddles. Jimin's a cockblock. Mentions of Jungkook's dick once- no. Twice. Dummies in love, late night talks and cuddles.

A/n: Smut update because someone tagged this sad excuse for a oneshot in their masterlist recs. Actually I took the banner pic lol. So aestheticccc. Maybe I wrote a whole fanfic just for the purpose of sharing this pic

Maybe I didn't. You'll never know.

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Your hand pushes down onto the hotel's door, sliding the keyboard back to Jungkook's hand once he sets all the bags down. You chuckle, as Jimin shuts the door behind you three.

"You know, I could've carried my own stuff, Kook." He smiles, shaking his head. "Nah, nah. I needed the workout."

Your eyes roll, as you begin to unpack you things. Namjoon had invited you to the LA tour with him, not knowing that girlfriend had been wanting to go too. So, Jungkook ended up buying you an extra ticket, ironically sat right beside him. And when you had to figure out sleeping arrangements, Jungkook kept you tight and close. Suggesting that you could bunk with him and Jimin in their hotel room for the trip since Namjoon's girlfriend had been wanting some.. alone time with her spouse. *So to say*..

You reach up to pop your back, groaning from exhaustion. "So," you shake your head, along with your body to rid itself of the sleepiness. "Who's sleeping where?"

They both share a similar look, eyebrows raising. Jungkook speaks up. "Oh.. we didn't really think about that.."

Your arms cross playfully, slinging your clean clothes across your arm, planning on heading into the shower once their Vlive starts. The walls had been pretty thick, so you're almost positive the fans wouldn't be able to hear water running. If they had, jimin said he could say that Hobi's shower hadn't been working and just decided to crash with them for the night.

Jungkook takes a glance around the room, watching as you're quick to pull out the sofa bed in one go. You straighten up, dusting your hands off as if they had been dirty. "What?" You ask, head tilting at his surprised look.

He shakes his head. "Nothing it's just.."

Jimin cuts in, popping a small French fry into his mouth. "He thinks it's hot."

Your lips curve into a smile, shrugging. "Well it's winter right now but.. it might get a little hot later if we leave the A/C off." Jungkook chuckles at your overlook of his Hyung's comment, grabbing the phone to start and order some food.

Jimin rolled his eyes, chuckling under his breath at your obvious miss of his hint.

—-

Jungkook thanking the man, before letting you know it had been safe to come out of hiding from the barn-doored bathroom. He sets the delivery bags down, locking the door behind himself.

"Oh uhm- Y/n if you can go ahead and eat that'd be great." He comments, while Jimin's already on the floor, using the little move-able foot stool as a table.

You nod, grabbing some of your things to eat at the table alone while the two boys had set everything for the live.

They sure did love their fans, you thought. A smile tugging your lips as you begin to dig in.

—-

Your hands come to reach upwards, removing the last bit of clothing before stepping into the fogged up shower. It had been one of the luxurious showers you'd have ever taken. A gold nob and handles on the side, with stone marble tiles and flooring. LED lights rimmed the crystal clear reflection in the mirror, making it seem as if it had almost been a portal of some sort.

Yeah, a portal to richness.

Once you heard the two boys bidding a farewell to the stream, you walk out of the bathroom sporting a button up loose flannel, with some knee cut shorts. Jungkook's head turns from the side to admire your attire.

"Wow.."

You chuckle silently, taking a seat over by the table as to not cause any disturbance.

Too late.

Jungkook's cock was now harder than learning English. His eyes followed up the trails and dips of your thighs, before settling on the sculpture of your entire shown frame. Anything he could see, he basked in. Anything of yours, he practically wished he could have between his lips.

It wasn't until Jimin had to stab at his leg under the table non-chalantly, acting as if he'd been trying to read the comments that had been speeding by. Jungkook flinches, eyes trying to focus on what had been on hand here. His hand comes to reach for a pillow, using it to lean on for the live. When in actuality, it had been concealing how much he really liked you.

—-

You sigh, flopping to the back of the couch, as the two boys stayed flat on the floor, continuing to eat the rest of their delivered rice and Jajangmyeon noodles. Jungkook sat between the space just in front of your legs… on accident.

Or so he had claimed.

When in reality, he'd been using the sneakiest tactics to try and slowly lean further and further against your thighs without you noticing.

You had. Obviously.

Your mouth gaps, letting a large yawn escape. Eyes lulling shut, playing a mental game of 'sleep no sleep'. You lay back onto the pull out sofa bed, snuggling into the comfort of it's cozy sheet set. Once the two had been done eating their meals, they started to clean up. Careful as to not disturb your half asleep figure. Jimin leans close to jungkook while washing the beer Glas he'd been drinking from during dinner.

"So, you sleeping there with her?" Jungkook nods, setting one more glass into the sink for his Hyung to wash. Jimin's eyes glance towards your sleepy self, chuckling.

"Do I need to go ask if I can sleep with Hoseok?" Jungkook's cheeks redden, shrugging.

"No no, I'm kidding. No, you can stay, Hyung. I'm really tired anyways." Jimin's eyebrow quirks, not truly believing his younger brother-figure, but is too exhausted from the long flight to even care at this point.

Once Jimin's done with the dishes, he makes his way towards the king suite bedroom, shutting the door behind himself.

Jungkook turns to the side, startled by your sat up and perked figure.

"Hey." You shyly comment, as he's making his way towards the bed, fixing some of the sheets.

"Hey" he mirrors, before making his way to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he returns, prepped and ready for a goodnight sleep. Well.. what he thought he'd have a good night sleep in.

Turns out, you're a huge bed hog. Twisting over to the opposite side, snatching away 92% of his comforter. He rolls to your side, gently leaning over your body to shake you awake.

"Y/n.." he softly calls out.

"Y/n.." a little louder.

Then,

"Y/N! He yelps, sighing in frustration from your lack of response.

Alright then. You were a heavy sleeper as well.

His hand comes to lightly graze your shoulder, trying once more to calmly wake you. Your body rolls onto it's back, as your begin to let out little snores.

Cute, Jungkook thought.

He tugs the blanket a bit more, trying to get comfortable on his back, letting out a relaxed sigh.

Until an arm hits him in the face.

Sitting up, he's quick to assess the room, chuckling from seeing that it had been your arm. Not some crazy fan trying to kidnap him.

He lays back down once again, shuffling with the paper-like sheets before finally finding a comfortable position. As his eyes are finally being able to drift to dreamland, a figure wraps itself around his midsection. Legs tangling up in his, on their own. His eyes peep open, head turning to the side to smile at your cute position. Face nuzzle into his side, digging its way to move his arm up and around you.

Yet, you had still remained completely unconscious.

"Jeez, Y/n.. you could sleep through a zombie apocalypse, huh?" He chuckles.

You nod, "mhm".

His eyes widen, lowering his head to sleep that you'd been completely awake and aware now. Eyes drawing into his, as your arms come around to pull him your body closer.

Ohhh shit.

There goes his dick again.

"I-I.. didn't know you were awake.." Your lips tug into smile, lifting your head to rest it on the crease of his shoulder. Eyes doe-like and wide, gazing into his own.

The world seemed to stand still. Not a sound was to made. A breath to be exhaled. As if it has just been you and hi-

"Jungkook I asked if I was needing to go sleep with Hobi tonight.." Jimin chuckles, throwing a pillow to your side of the bed. Before you know it, you're squished between the two very differentiating men. Jungkook's arm wrapped around your body to keep your close to him, as Jimin laid to the side of you, turned to face the brightly lit window's nightly glow.

Jungkook's head lifts to glance over to Jimin. "Uh- Hyung, I thought you were sleeping in the king bed."

Jimin chuckles, turning to face Jungkook, as you pull yourself closer into his embrace. Jimin's lips fall quietly, as he calmly speaks.

"Namjoon said he doesn't trust you with his friend." Jungkook faints a hurt expression, gasping.

"Me? Why not?"

Jimin's eyebrows wiggle, eyes quickly taking a glance to Jungkook's prominent cock poking through the sheets.

"Oh, I don't know. Just a guess."

Jimin laughs softly, before rolling over to rhe middle, scooting in between the two of you. You sigh, lightly hitting at Jimin's shoulder, making him smile.

"Abuse me all you want. I'm not letting there be any baby Kookies running around anytime soon."

With this, you and Jungkook both decide in unanimously giving up after ten minutes of try to persuade his hyung, who'd been stone cold.

And Jungkook had still been stone hard.

Settling for falling asleep while holding hands across Jimin's lightly snoring body.

Letting sleep consume the three of you in a peaceful manner.

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It's 2am, I'm going to sleep lol.

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hamsterclaw · 3 years ago

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Spin

You were part of Jungkook's management team, you know better than most the restrictions and rigid rules he has to live his public life by. If only he wasn't so damn irresistible.

Pairing: Jungkook x F! reader, Seokjin x F! reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: Smut, angst, fluff

Word count: 7.5k

Warnings: Sex and swearing

Last night’s tequila roils in your stomach. You knew it was a mistake, but sometimes you just need a break from your chaotic life.

Your alarm starts chiming whilst you’re on the phone with Junho.

It had been optimistic for you to think you might not already be awake by 6am.

‘Why are we even trying to control this?’ you ask.

Junho acts like you’ve blasphemed.

‘Are you still drunk?’ he asks.

‘Fuck. Yes. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.’

You get up, wash your face, take a hot but short shower and get dressed.

It’s time to start another day of managing Jeon Jungkook’s image.

***

Junho’s had the courtesy to get you a coffee, and you nod your thanks at him as you accept the steaming cup.

He plays the footage, and you can’t help but laugh.

‘Really. Why do we even have to do anything about this?’

The grainy video shows a tall, well-built man in a leather jacket strutting out of a club with two women following behind him.

The trio get into a taxi, and drive off.

Junho’s spluttering. ‘You know as well as I do that he’s not meant to be seen doing anything vaguely sexual. Yet here he is, driving off in a taxi with two women.’

You scoff. ‘This doesn’t need a reaction. Any statements or explanations will only be adding fuel to the speculation. We’re not reacting to this.’

You laugh. ‘Also, anything vaguely sexual? He filmed a vlive with a naked couple behind his head. The kid knows how to toe the line. He does it better than most.’

You get up. ‘I’m going to get breakfast. Call me if JK wants to talk.’

You’re sticking your spoon into your bircher muesli despondently at the staff canteen when a tray slides onto the table across from you.

You look up to see Kim Namjoon. He’s looking at your muesli doubtfully as he sits and starts tucking into his eggs and sausages.

‘Hey Joonie, how are you doing?’ you ask.

‘Better than you, apparently. How much did you have to drink last night?’ he asks, low voice rumbly at this early hour.

‘Too much. I need to get out of this job, Joon.’

Namjoon’s one of your colleagues at Hybe. He manages Park Jimin, an idol with a beautiful voice, a flirty persona and the squeakiest clean personal life you’ve ever seen.

Meanwhile, you’re responsible for the biggest wildcard on the books, Jeon Jungkook. His antics have shaved twenty years off your life, and you need to get out of this job before it sends you to an early grave.

‘So go open your café if you feel so strongly about it. It’s better than drinking yourself to death.’

You lift your sunglasses off your head so you can see his cute dimples better.

Namjoon winces. ‘Shit, you look tired.’

You put your sunglasses back on. ‘I am, thanks for noticing,’ you say sourly.

Namjoon reaches into his bag. ‘Here,’ he says, passing you a sample serum from a brand you recognise. Outrageously expensive, luxurious, but more importantly, effective.

‘Use all of it,’ he says, waving a hand at you when you try to give it back. ‘Your skin will thank you. I was saving it for Jimin but you need it more than him.’

You don’t know whether to cry or thank him.

After breakfast, you’re sitting at your desk.

The email you composed six months ago tendering your resignation is still in your drafts folder.

Maybe it’s the tequila still in your bloodstream, but you really think you’ve had enough.

Of this job. Of the late nights and early mornings. Of the lack of personal life. Of managing the beautiful, irresistible Jeon Jungkook.

You open your draft, skim it, and click send.

***

You’re on hold to a journalist contact when he bursts into your office.

‘Y/N!’ he says. It’d taken you six months to convince him to drop the honorifics, and it’s still the most pleasing thing you’ve achieved in your tenure as part of Jungkook’s management team.

‘Yes, JK?’ you respond, hanging up because it looks like he’s not going anywhere anytime soon.

Jungkook, for the first time ever, sits in the chair in front of your desk instead of perching on your desk or hovering over you.

‘I heard you’re resigning,’ he says.

He sits back, eyes on your face.

‘Is it because of the threesome with those club girls?’ he asks.

You laugh. ‘Don’t ever admit that again. I convinced Junho that it was all completely innocent.’

Jungkook smirks, eyes sparkling with mischief.

‘Are you really resigning?’ he asks.

‘Yeah,’ you say. ‘You know I never really believed in all this image managing, JK.’

‘You’re good at it though,’ he says. He looks at you, and his voice is sincere when he says, ‘You make me feel normal.’

‘You’re not normal, JK. You’re gorgeous, talented and super rich.’

He waves a hand. ‘You know what I mean. You make me feel like I can do regular things. The things I want to do.’

You smile at him affectionately. He’s always said that he likes the way you treat him. Your relationship’s always been professional, but you’ve always tried to support his autonomy, and you’re pleased that he’s appreciated it.

‘I drink myself into a stupor most nights to afford you the freedom you deserve, JK,’ you tell him.

Jungkook smiles. ‘You’re all I ever wanted in a manager.’

Strictly, you’re not Jungkook’s manager, Junho is, but you know he prefers you.

‘I’m opening a coffee shop. You should drop by and I’ll keep on treating you like a regular guy,’ you say.

Jungkook looks intrigued. ‘You know if you’re no longer employed by Hybe it means we can have a personal relationship.’

‘As in we can drink ourselves into oblivion every night?’ you ask, teasingly.

‘I bet you’re a lot of fun when you’re drunk,’ Jungkook muses. There’s a flirtatiousness to his tone now. He’s always well-mannered, professional with you, but you’ve always thought you might get on even if you didn’t have to work together.

‘I bet you are too. But don’t expect me to come clubbing with you.’

Jungkook pouts. ‘I’m going to miss you, Y/N.’

‘I’ll miss you too, JK,’ you say, honest. ‘But I’m so looking forward to not being at the mercy of Junho’s panicked phone calls at 5am.’

Jungkook winces. ‘I’m sorry. I’ll be good.’

‘Be as bad as you want, JK. In two weeks, it won’t be my problem anymore.’

Jungkook gets up and to your surprise, engulfs you in a warm bear hug.

‘I’ll call you,’ he promises.

‘Bet you say that to all the girls,’ you say, laughing.

To his credit, Jungkook doesn’t deny it.

***

Your coffee machine is top-of-the-line, a gleaming monster of chrome and pastel paint, and it spits out the best coffee you’ve ever tasted.

There’s a lull in your day around mid-morning, usually, after the early morning rush and the lunchtime crowd, and you’ve got used to making yourself a coffee and having a snack around this time.

Today, though, is different.

You turn as the door opens, and a familiar figure walks in.

He’s wearing a bucket hat pulled low over his forehead, and wide-rimmed glasses, and a face mask, but it’s unmistakeably Jungkook.

‘Hey,’ you say, smiling with pleasure at the sight of him. ‘Where’s your security?’

Jungkook shrugs, but his eyes are twinkling. ‘Guess you’ll have to protect me, Y/N.’

You laugh. ‘I resigned so I wouldn’t have to keep doing that, JK. What can I get you?’

You sense his hesitation. You know he’s on a strict diet.

‘Actually, I was thinking of you the other day when I made a hot chocolate. I got these fancy marshmallows from France. Want to try some?’ you suggest.

Jungkook sighs. ‘I shouldn’t.’

‘Why don’t I make one for myself, and you can taste it,’ you say, grinning at him.

Jungkook brightens. ‘If you insist.’

You make your hot chocolate and guide Jungkook to a table near the back of the café, one where he’s less likely to be spotted.

‘How’s things?’ you ask. Jungkook’s glasses are steaming up, so he pulls them off and sets them on the table.

‘Junho was upset today because I was videoed whispering to someone at the awards show last night.’

You laugh. ‘Were you at least whispering something dirty?’

‘It was completely innocent,’ Jungkook sighs. ‘I barely know her.’

‘Damn JK, if you’re going to get done for things like this, you might as well go the whole way,’ you tease.

‘Like this?’ he asks, leaning forward. You turn your head automatically, and his lips ghost your ear as he whispers, ‘you look so pretty in that skirt, Y/N.’

You fight the involuntary shiver that runs down your spine at his voice and his proximity.

You lean back, and Jungkook watches you, feigning innocence.

‘No, more like this,’ you say. You lean forward again, and Jungkook leans forward so you can reach. ‘Your voice is so pretty, JK, I wonder what you sound like in bed.’

It gives you great satisfaction when he swallows and his eyes drop to your lips.

You lean back. ‘Now stop being naughty and drink your hot chocolate.’

Jungkook gives you a crooked smile and does as he’s told.

***

You’re closing up the coffee shop at the end of the day when Jungkook’s voice makes you turn around.

‘Are you hungry? Can we go eat something?’ he asks.

You turn the handle to make sure the door’s locked and reach for the shutter. Jungkook, helpfully, tugs it down so you can reach without jumping up.

‘What do you fancy?’ you ask.

Jungkook sighs. ‘I’d really like ribs.’

You nod. ‘I know a place.’

You take Jungkook to a hole in the wall you’ve been going to since you first moved to the city, a few years ago. Like all the best restaurants, it looks completely unassuming on the outside. More importantly, though, the owner has some back rooms that he keeps for important clients. You don’t qualify for one, but you know Jungkook will.

The middle-aged waiter looks totally unimpressed by how pretty Jungkook looks but you definitely notice.

‘What were you filming today?’ you ask.

As he tells you, you admire the amazing job his stylist did with his hair and makeup.

‘Did you leave it all on for me, JK?’ you tease.

Jungkook’s trademark shy smile makes an appearance. ‘Do you like the way I look, Y/N?’

‘You’re very handsome,’ you tell him, sincerely. ‘But don’t blame me when the foundation makes you break out.’

‘Don’t you have skincare at yours, Y/N?’ Jungkook asks. His eyes are sparkling with mischief again, and he’s irresistible.

‘It doesn’t matter what I have because you’re not coming home with me tonight, brat,’ you tell him, firmly.

Jungkook just laughs and takes a long swallow of his beer.

‘Drink up, I want to see what you’re like when you’re drunk,’ he says, flashing you another grin.

A beer and a couple of bottles of soju in, you think that Jungkook is drunker than you are.

He’s doing a good job of hiding it, though. You’re pretty sure your face is redder than his is.

As if to prove a point, Jungkook presses his cool hand to your warm cheek.

‘Do you still think I’m handsome, Y/N?’ he asks, hiccupping.

‘So pretty,’ you tell him, loyal. ‘Come on. I’ll call your driver.’

Jungkook pouts. ‘I want to go home with you.’

You laugh. ‘Sorry, I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re drunk, JK.’

Jungkook gulps down another glass. ‘Next time?’

‘Sure,’ you promise. You wait until the driver texts you to let you know he’s arrived, then help Jungkook with his jacket and hat. He leans over you heavily, breath warm on your neck.

You turn, and realise he’s staring at your lips again.

‘Can you walk in a straight line to the car, JK?’ you whisper.

Jungkook straightens up.

‘Of course,’ he says, looking at you. ‘How are you going to get home, though?’

‘I’ll get a taxi, after you’re gone.’

‘You go first. You don’t have to look after me anymore, remember?’

‘Ah, I forgot,’ you say lightly.

‘Then call your taxi,’ Jungkook says. ‘I’ll wait for you.’

Jungkook watches as you book an uber. He’s still standing next to you, so close you could lean forward and your face would be buried in his warm chest.

You put your hand on his chest, and his hand covers yours.

‘You sure I can’t come home with you?’ he asks. His voice is very low now, quiet, eyes watching you intently.

‘If you came home with me, JK, you might not come to my café again, and I kind of like your company,’ you tell him.

You’re not sure what you want, but you know you value your relationship, and you’re not sure this is a line you want to cross just yet.

‘I’ll always come to your café, Y/N,’ he promises, lips curving up in a smile.

‘I bet you say that to all the girls, JK,’ you tease.

To his credit, he doesn’t argue with you.

‘My cab’s here,’ you tell him.

He lets go your hand, and you walk off. Your legs are steady, you’d never know from watching you that you’re a puddled mess inside.

***

Jungkook bursts into your coffee shop as you’re wiping down the counter.

‘They’re chasing me!’ he says, dramatic.

You’re about to pull him behind the counter when he starts laughing, pleased at his little ruse.

‘Your face!’ he chuckles.

You try to swat him, and he moves at the last second so your hand lands squarely on his hard chest instead of his arm.

He catches your hand before you can pull it away.

‘Would you like to be my bodyguard?’ he asks, flirty.

You shove a knee between his legs, pretending to aim for his balls.

Jungkook’s thighs tighten over your leg. You’ve forgotten how strong he is. Specifically, how strong his thighs are.

You’ve seen him dance. This shouldn’t be rocket science.

You look up at him in exasperation.

He grins, and it makes you want to slap him.

No, you’re lying to yourself. It makes you want to fuck him.

Jungkook releases you the instant you try to pull away.

You work to ignore the sense of disappointment that it seems to be so easy for him to let you go.

‘Hot chocolate, JK?’ you ask, turning your back on him so he can’t see your face.

There’s a beat or two of silence before he replies.

Finally, he says, ‘I miss you at work. It’s no fun trying to stress out Junho when he doesn’t have you to clean up the mess.’

The door of your café opens, and you smile automatically at the middle-aged man who comes in.

You pass Jungkook an apron. ‘If you want to hang out, you might as well work.’

A smile spreads over his face. He slips off his jacket and puts on the apron.

‘I’m doing some training,’ you explain to your customer. ‘Your coffee will be a little delayed, I hope that’s ok?’

You show Jungkook how to work your coffee machine and milk frother. He turns out to be surprisingly good at latte art.

To your surprise, no one seems to recognise him. You guess hot baristas are kind of the norm here, it’s a bougie part of town.

Jungkook stands behind you as you top-up the beans. ‘Here,’ he says, helping you lift the packet to pour the beans in. For a few delicious moments, his arms are around you, caging you between his warm body and the machine.

He feels good.

His voice, when he speaks, is husky, close to the back of your right ear. It makes you shiver, and you can hear the smugness in his voice as he speaks again.

‘Cold?’ he asks, teasing.

You turn in his arms and duck under to get away from him.

You get your revenge whilst he’s practicing a design with your frothed milk. You slide in close to him in the pretense of reaching a cup. For a moment your body is pressed against his, and he smiles down at you, lazy heat in his gaze.

You smile back, moving away quickly when he looks like he’s about to reach for you.

During a lull in the rush of customers, Jungkook helps you refill the fridge with milk.

You admire the flex of muscles in his arm.

‘Stop looking at me like that,’ Jungkook says suddenly, voice low.

‘Sorry,’ you say immediately, wondering if you’ve taken your flirtation too far.

You take a step back, turning to clear up your counter.

You’ve barely registered his footsteps before he’s turning you around to face him. When he speaks again, his voice is gentle, soft.

‘I thought I could do this with you,’ he says, looking down at you. ‘But it feels wrong. I don’t want to tease you, pretend I don’t want you.’

You’re processing his words, holding your breath at his proximity, wondering if he can possibly mean what you think he means.

Jungkook smiles, crooked. ‘I don’t want to push you into anything, Y/N, but I love your company. I want to take you out places. I want to take you home after.’

‘I think,’ you say, looking up at him, ‘that us going out, would send Junho through the roof.’

Jungkook laughs, but his eyes are still uncertain, searching yours.

‘So let’s do it,’ you say.

Jungkook’s smile makes you feel like you’re floating.

***

Jungkook’s sprawled out on your bed, shirt half untucked, hair a rumpled mess, irresistible.

You’ve been kissing for a while, more than a while if the way it’s dark outside is any indication.

He’s unexpectedly chaste with you, seemingly content to kiss, hands an oddly respectful distance from any of you apart from your waist and a few slow passes over the curve of your ass.

It’s gorgeous, he’s a good kisser, but you’ve wondering if he’s regretting crossing this line with you.

His phone is vibrating in his pocket.

‘You should get that,’ you say.

Jungkook lays back on your bed. ‘It’s probably Junho. I’m meeting Yeri’s management tonight.’

Yeri’s a gorgeous pop star with a voice as pretty as Jungkook’s. They’re working on a duet that you’re sure will light the charts up.

You glance at the clock, concerned. ‘Jungkook it’s 8pm. When were you meant to meet?’

His slightly guilty expression gives you your answer.

You pick up your phone. ‘I’m getting you a cab.’

Jungkook cups your face in his hand. ‘But I want to make out with you some more.’

This whole situation of getting Jungkook to places on time is so familiar to you that you can’t help but laugh.

You hadn’t thought that one day you’d be the distraction.

The thought sobers you a little. Jungkook’s had so many distractions over the years you’ve been managing him.

‘Ah,’ you say lightly. ‘So this is what you get up to when you’re always late.’

Jungkook smiles at you. ‘I’m not always in bed. Sometimes I just lose track of time.’

You’re already tugging him upright. He pulls you onto the bed with him, hand behind your neck, pulling you closer.

Your lips meet again, and there’s an urgency in his kiss that wasn’t there before.

He climbs on top of you, hips flush to yours. He presses into you a bit, enough that you can feel the length of him against your core.

‘How long for the taxi?’ he asks.

You grab your phone.

‘It’s outside,’ you tell him.

Jungkook groans, and you kiss him again.

‘Why’d you take so long to get going?’ you ask. ‘We could have been fucking all this time.’

Jungkook actually whines, dropping his head into the curve of your neck. He bites you, hard enough to draw a surprised ‘oh�� from you.

‘I’m bad at time management, you know that,’ he complains. ‘Also, I was trying not to rush you.’

You have to laugh. ‘What a gentleman.’

Jungkook smiles then. ‘You’re worth the wait.’

He gets up, straightens his shirt, and leaves whilst you’re still thinking of something to say.

Your heart is light, fluttering in your chest, hours after he’s left.

***

Your phone pings with a notification. You set it up to update you about any mentions of Jungkook in the media, a final safety net if your contacts or if Jungkook himself managed to let things slip through. You keep meaning to change it, you no longer need to keep track of him.

The picture of Jungkook and Yeri sitting close together at a group dinner makes your stomach drop.

It feels strangely invasive to look at the pictures, especially since it’s no longer your business to know. It’s not what you get paid for anymore.

You put your phone down and busy yourself with cleaning your little café.

The whole reason for your resignation was so that Jungkook wouldn’t be the centre of your life anymore. Somehow he’s still as big a part of it as he ever was, probably more so if this thing between you develops into anything.

You’ve been ignoring the elephant in the room, the fact that as an idol he isn’t supposed to be openly dating anyone.

You both know that.

Your phone lights up. It’s Jungkook. His voice is warm in your ear as you answer.

‘Hey,’ he says. ‘I’m outside.’

Jungkook shuffles into your café. He looks tired, but gorgeous as ever.

‘Did you see?’ he asks.

‘You and Yeri? Yeah, I got the notifications,’ you say. You smile at him. ‘I didn’t read through them though. That’s not my job anymore.’

Instead of smiling back, Jungkook looks serious. ‘Junho tells me that the response is positive. The fans like the idea of me and Yeri together.’

‘So you’re leaning into it?’ you ask. You’re not sure why he’s looking at you so carefully.

‘Yeah,’ Jungkook says. ‘I don’t think it’d be fair to you if we started dating in the middle of all this.’

You think about his words. You’re glad he had the decency to tell you face to face.

‘It’s a shame,’ you say. Your voice comes out light, you even manage a smile that you think looks almost natural.

Jungkook’s still looking at you. ‘I wish it were different,’ he tells you.

You wish this wasn’t happening whilst the memory of his lips on your skin wasn’t still so fresh in your mind.

‘Do you?’ you ask.

‘I do,’ Jungkook says, vehement.

You look up at him, searching his eyes. There’s nothing for you to say, really.

After he’s left, you delete the notifications off your phone and get back to work.

You left your job to allow you to move on, and it’s time you did.

***

You’re wiping down the counters at the end of the day when your door opens.

The tall man who walks in looks at you, and you can sense the disappointment in his face.

‘Are you closed?’ he asks.

‘Almost,’ you say.

He’s about to turn to leave when you ask, ‘Can I get you anything?’

‘I’m desperate for coffee,’ he tells you.

You’re amused by how serious he sounds. It’s 7pm.

‘Sure, have a seat. I’ll make you something,’ you tell him.

You fix him a drink and slide it in front of him.

‘I can have it to go, I don’t want to keep you,’ he says.

You realise you’ve made the coffee in a mug rather than a takeaway cup.

‘Ah, sorry,’ you say.

‘I don’t mind. I’m not in a hurry, I just don’t want you to have to hang around. You’ve probably had a long day.’

You look at him, really look at him, for the first time.

He’s dressed in the uniform of working people everywhere, a sensible coat, nondescript trousers, a shirt, but it’s his face that holds your attention now.

He’s got soft eyes, gorgeous skin, and a plump bottom lip that makes you think of kisses.

‘It’s cool,’ you tell him. ‘I’m not in a rush.’

You turn the sign to closed on the door and carry on with clean-up.

It’s barely a few minutes before he comes back with his mug, placing it on the counter in front of you.

‘Thank you,’ he says, smiling. ‘Can I pay?’

You accept the mug. ‘Don’t worry about it,’ you tell him. ‘I couldn’t leave you hanging. I have a caffeine addiction too.’

He laughs. ‘That’s really kind. Thank you. I’m Seokjin.’

He holds out his hand to you, and you shake it. ‘Y/N,’ you reply. ‘Stop by anytime.’

He nods, gaze warm on yours. ‘I will.’

***

Seokjin comes back to your café the next day, then a few days after that.

He’s paying the bill one day when he says your name.

You look at him, smiling.

‘Can I take you to dinner?’ he asks.

‘I’d love to go to dinner with you,’ you tell him.

Seokjin takes you to a cute little place downtown, where he’s greeted warmly.

‘What do you do?’ you ask.

You only catch part of the answer because there’s a flurry of activity at the door, and your heartbeat accelerates as you recognise the familiar bucket hat, the baggy jacket. The only unfamiliar thing is the way he’s standing close to a very beautiful woman wearing a white dress.

Or maybe it’s not that unfamiliar, you’ve been covering Jungkook’s tracks for years.

There’s a whole entourage of people surrounding Jungkook and Yeri, and that’s also familiar.

You turn back to Seokjin, willing your voice to sound normal as you apologise for being distracted.

Jin’s an amusing dinner partner, sweet and considerate, and endearingly polite. He tells you about his job in finance, it’s never been your interest, but it intrigues you how he doesn’t sound cocky, just sure of himself. He’s a decent guy.

It’s not his fault he’s not the cocky, whiny idol you’ve got used to living around for the past few years.

Jungkook, Yeri and their entourage have been seated in a different part of the restaurant, thankfully.

You insist on splitting the bill with Seokjin. He’s helping you with your coat when Jungkook walks past.

‘Y/N,’ he says, surprised to see you.

‘Hey,’ you say.

‘How are you?’ he asks, eyes going to Seokjin.

‘I’m well, thanks. This is Seokjin. Seokjin, this is Jungkook.’

The men shake hands, and before it can get any more awkward, you smile and wave a hand.

‘Enjoy your dinner, JK,’ you say.

Jungkook nods but doesn’t say anything.

Seokjin puts a hand on the small of your back as you leave the restaurant. ‘How do you know him?’ he asks, pleasantly.

‘I used to manage him,’ you reply.

Seokjin’s looking out at the street. ‘Want to come over to my place for a drink?’ he asks.

You look up at him, the curve of his lips as he smiles. ‘Yeah.’

***

You’re licking up Seokjin’s cock, flicking your eyes up at him. He’s flushed, his dark hair stuck to his forehead with sweat.

Your phone vibrates audibly in your clutch.

‘Do you need to get that?’ he asks, voice strained.

‘The only thing I need to do is right here in front of me,’ you answer.

You dip your head over his cock, taking him in your mouth on an inhale, pressing your tongue to the underside of him.

He hisses out a breath as the blunt head of his cock hits the back of your throat. You swallow around him, and his hips buck against your face.

You cup his balls in your hands as you slide up and down on his cock.

‘Gonna cum,’ he tells you.

You would smile but your mouth is otherwise occupied. You swallow as the first spurts of cum hit the back of your throat, and keep going until he groans, deep in his chest.

He moans again as you let him slip from your mouth. You press a kiss to the head of his now softening cock.

He disentangles his hands from your hair and presses them over his eyes.

‘Damn. You’re going to kill me,’ he says. He sits up and looks at you. ‘C’mere.’

You let him pull you onto the bed next to him.

He presses a kiss to your hair.

‘I get the sense that Jeon Jungkook means more to you than you’re letting on,’ he says.

Your eyes snap up to meet his.

He smiles, and he’s so gorgeous he takes your breath away.

‘I think I can distract you, though,’ he says, and his quiet confidence makes you bite your lip. It’s the same confidence he had when talking about his job, the same confidence he had when he asked you out at your café.

Kim Seokjin isn’t cocky, but he knows exactly what he’s doing.

And fuck, he’s sexy.

‘Will you let me?’ he asks.

You nod.

Jin makes good on his promise, twice over.

***

You look up at the huge billboard with Jeon Jungkook’s face that’s just been erected on your corner.

You’ve seen so many pictures of him, you feel like you know his face better than your own.

There’s been some definite retouching, but for the most part the picture is true to how he looks. The same killer cheekbones, defined jaw, the huge eyes that are facing down the camera, dark pools that are simultaneously innocent and mischievous.

‘Rude,’ you mutter.

You wonder if Jungkook paid for someone to put it up right outside your shop. You wouldn’t put it past him.

Speak of the devil.

‘Saw you staring at me,’ he says, smiling at you from the front door of your café.

‘You’re pretty,’ you reply, raising an eyebrow at him. ‘So tell me something I don’t know.’

You let him in and start getting things ready for the day.

‘How’ve you been?’ Jungkook asks, making himself comfortable as he watches you bustle around.

‘Just fine, JK. Can you get some milk out for me?’

Jungkook obliges. ‘Stop making me work so hard,’ he complains, teasing.

‘Ah sorry,’ you say. ‘I forgot that some of us just coast by on prettiness.’

‘It’s ok,’ Jungkook replies, ‘Just don’t forget again.’

You laugh despite yourself. ‘What are you doing here? It’s way too early for you to be awake.’

‘I was thinking about you,’ Jungkook tells you.

You roll your eyes and slide a hot chocolate and a pastry over to him.

Both of you look up as Seokjin enters. ‘Hey,’ you say warmly, going over to give him a hug.

He kisses you, slow, possessive, before he looks up at Jungkook.

‘Hey,’ he says politely, nodding.

Jungkook nods back.

You let them stew in their own awkward silence as you fix Jin a coffee.

By the time the coffee’s ready, both men’s jaws are tense as they sit alongside each other at your counter.

‘Here you go,’ you say. ‘Have a good day, Jin.’

‘We still on for dinner?’ Jin asks.

You smile, reassuring. ‘Wouldn’t miss it.’

Jin nods to you before he leaves.

Jungkook waits a beat or two before he speaks.

‘Do you like my billboard?’ he asks.

‘This neighbourhood’s really going downhill,’ you mutter.

Jungkook smiles. ‘I thought you’d enjoy looking at my face every day.’

You put your hand on his arm. ‘I was just thinking I know your face better than my own.’

‘Funny that,’ Jungkook says, quietly. ‘I was thinking I miss looking at your face.’

‘What am I going to do with you, JK?’ you ask.

Jungkook runs a hand through his hair. ‘I miss how things were when I saw you every day,’ he tells you. He sounds more serious than you’ve ever heard him.

‘You just want me to fix your life for you,’ you tell him.

‘You make everything better,’ Jungkook says.

You don’t know how to reply to that.

***

You stare, aghast, at the eviction notice that’s been posted under your door.

You’re pretty sure this isn’t legal given your tenancy agreement, but it means you’ve got to find a lawyer or mediator to contest it.

You slap the notice down on the counter and get ready for the day.

Jungkook knocks at the door, and you feign shock.

‘You usually just walk in,’ you say. ‘Are you feeling ok, JK?’

‘I don’t know,’ he says, dramatically. ‘Are you still dating Seokjin?’

‘Going strong, I’m afraid,’ you tell him, firmly.

Jungkook smiles.

His flirtation with Yeri had petered out shortly after the song was released, and he’s been back to his normal self with you since.

You look back as you fix him a drink and realise he’s reading the eviction notice on your counter.

‘Is this a problem?’ he asks, brow furrowed.

‘I don’t think they can legally do that,’ you answer. ‘The building was sold recently and I’m guessing the new owner wants us out so he can redevelop. But I’ve got an iron-clad tenancy agreement, so he’s going to have to wait it out.’

You sigh. ‘It means I’ll have to start looking for a place for my café next year, though.’

‘This is convenient for me,’ Jungkook pouts. ‘If you move away I won’t be able to see you as much.’

You look at him for a minute before you realise he’s joking.

‘Don’t worry, baby, I’ll find somewhere just as convenient for you,’ you reassure him, rolling your eyes.

‘Please do,’ says Jungkook. He buries his chin into his hoodie and pulls the hood up.

He starts telling you about his latest album, and as you listen to his melodious voice you realise that you really would miss him if you moved away.

You just don’t know how to quit him.

***

Seokjin hums as you bury your face in his back, wrapping your arms around him.

He pulls the sheet over you.

‘Warm enough, baby?’ he asks.

‘Yeah,’ you tell him.

He turns around to face you.

‘I wanted to talk to you about something,’ he says.

You wait.

‘I’ve been offered a job in London,’ he says.

‘That’s exciting,’ you reply, wondering where he’s going with this.

‘It is exciting. I think I’d like to take it. The pay’s better, they’ll cover my relocation expenses, and I’ve always wanted to work abroad,’ he says.

He cups your cheek in his hand.

‘The problem is, there’s no you in London.’

You have to smile at his words. ‘Has anyone told you how fucking sweet you are?’ you ask him.

Jin leans in to kiss you.

‘You could come with me,’ he says. ‘You don’t have to answer now, it’s just something for you to think about.’

Jin pulls you into his arms, and you press your face to his chest until his breathing slows and he falls asleep.

Maybe your eviction notice and Jin’s opportunity in London are the fates telling you that your future needs to realign.

***

Your breakup with Seokjin is the most mature ending to a relationship you’ve had your entire adult life.

You’d seriously considered moving to London with him. When he’d said there was no you in London, you’d had the blinding realisation that there was no Jungkook in London either.

You weren’t sure if you were prepared to let him go.

You’re looking through a property site for a new place when Jungkook lets himself into your café.

‘I can’t stay,’ he tells you. ‘I just wanted to let you know something.’

You read through the papers he hands you twice before you realise what they are.

‘You bought the building?’ you ask, incredulous.

Jungkook shrugs. ‘I thought I’d fix something for you, for once,’ he says.

You pull him into a hug.

‘Now you don’t have to worry about moving out, and I get to have you close by.’

‘I think this is the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me,’ you muse.

Jungkook pulls you into his arms again. ‘If I can help with anything, just let me know,’ he says.

He’s heading out the door when you call his name.

‘Want to grab dinner?’ you ask.

His smile as he turns to look at you makes your heart beat faster.

‘Yeah. I’d love to,’ he says.

***

Jungkook picks you up at your place. He’s dressed smartly, for him, hair styled, a button up under a beautiful jacket. His earrings glint in the low light as he tilts his head.

‘You look beautiful,’ he tells you.

‘You do too,’ you reply. ‘Where’d you like to go?’

‘I hired out a restaurant, I hope that’s ok,’ he says.

‘Sounds great.’

Jungkook holds out his arm to you as you get out of the car, and you look up at him, surprised.

‘Please,’ he says. ‘I’d like to treat you the way you deserve.’

He looks so handsome, there’s no way you’d say no. You slip your arm in his, revelling in the pleasure of having your hand pressed against his hard torso as he walks with you into the restaurant.

‘Are we pretending you’re just a regular guy again?’ you stage-whisper to him.

Jungkook smiles at you affectionately. ‘You’ve always treated me like a regular guy, haven’t you?’

You have dinner in a private room despite the fact that Jungkook’s hired the whole restaurant. He sits close to you, thigh against yours, picking up morsels of food for you to try.

It’s only when you’re having the last spoonfuls of dessert that he asks, ‘Does Seokjin know you’re out with me?’

‘He’s in London,’ you tell him. ‘He took up a new job, and we broke up.’

Jungkook looks at you curiously. ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’

‘I haven’t really told anyone,’ you tell him.

You narrow your eyes at him. ‘Are you dating anyone?’

‘You, if you’ll let me,’ Jungkook replies, instantly, and you groan.

‘Ugh. Please don’t do that fuckboy thing with me.’

‘What?’ Jungkook protests, feigning innocence. ‘You’re a big part of my life, Y/N, I’m being serious.’

You roll your eyes. ‘Are you being serious?’

‘I bought a whole building to keep you close to me. That’s serious, isn’t it?’

Jungkook tilts his head. ‘I paid for a billboard of my face to be put up next to your café to remind you of me. That’s serious, isn’t it?’

You pretend to think about it.

‘I’m tired of pretending my private life doesn’t exist. If it means I lose fans because of it, I’m prepared for that,’ he says.

You lift your glass. ‘Hear hear, Jungkook.’

He clinks glasses with you. ‘I’m tempted to kiss you right now, and I don’t give a fuck if a picture of us gets leaked. That’s serious, isn’t it?’

His face is so close your lips brush the corner of his mouth when you say, ‘Let’s get out of here, JK.’

***

Jungkook’s kissing you before your front door closes behind you, lips warm on the back of your neck, your exposed back.

‘You look delicious, I’ve been thinking about this all night,’ he tells you, turning you around.

‘Jungkook,’ you murmur, tugging at his shirt. ‘Don’t take so long this time.’

He laughs darkly. ‘Don’t worry, baby, I don’t think I can wait.’

You stumble into your bedroom in a tangle of limbs and half-shed clothes. By the time he’s fully naked in front of you, you feel like you’re ready to combust.

Jungkook kisses a fevered trail down your torso, stopping to suck at your hardened nipples until you’re crying his name. He slips a hand between your legs, humming with approval when he feels your slickness.

‘I don’t think you’ve ever realised how many times I’ve thought about you like this,’ he tells you, hands splayed on your hips, pulling you up to his face.

Your legs fall apart as he dips his head between them, licking into you with a determination that has your hand tangling in his hair.

‘JK,’ you cry.

‘Yeah, fuck, I’m here,’ he tells you. He pushes two fingers into you, sucking at your clit, tongue flicking.

He lifts his head to watch your face as he fucks into you with his fingers, strong arm flexing, tattoos a blur as he moves. The gleam of your slick on his cheeks and chin in the dim light is erotic, and as you watch, he licks his lips and moans. ‘You taste so good,’ he tells you.

He dips his head again to lick at your clit with his tongue, thumb pressing, stroking.

You cry out as you cum all over him, and he keeps going, licking at you until you tug at his hair.

He comes up willingly, sliding the fingers that have just been in you into your mouth.

You suck at his fingers, and he strokes at the underside of your jaw with his thumb.

‘Good girl,’ he tells you. ‘You’re a fucking good girl for me, aren’t you?’

He lifts a leg over you, and you suck in a breath at the feel of his cock at your entrance.

‘Ready for me, baby?’ he asks.

You lift up your head to kiss him as he enters you, clenching around him. He feels big, thick, like it’s a stretch despite the fact you’re still wet from your orgasm and his mouth.

‘JK,’ you moan, as he fills you.

‘Yeah, I’m here,’ he says, voice low now, husky, as he starts to rock his hips. ‘I’m not going anywhere, baby.’

He pulls out slightly, angling his cock so you cry out when he pushes back in.

‘God, you need to stop that,’ he tells you, as you clench around him. ‘You feel too good.’

He pulls out, then pats your hip. ‘Turn over, baby.’

You turn over, and his hand smooths over the dip in your spine as you arch your back for him.

‘Fuck. You look so good.’

He’s grunting now as he pushes into you, picking up the pace.

You reach between your legs to tug his balls, and he moans, long and loud. His hand snakes over your hip, arm curling around the front of you as he strokes over your clit. Your fingers join his.

‘JK,’ you cry out, breathless.

This time, he doesn’t reply, concentrating on angling himself just right, just right, until you’re cumming over his cock. He cries out as you clench around him, and a moment later you feel his warmth filling you.

He holds you tight to him as he comes down, cock still lodged in you, thigh over yours. He presses kisses into your hair, pulls it away so he can bite your neck.

You squeal as his teeth nip at your skin.

‘I never pegged you as a biter, JK,’ you say, trying to catch your breath.

‘I like biting you,’ he tells you.

He curls an arm around you, under your breasts.

‘I’ve thought a lot about fucking you, but I’ve also thought about cuddling you. I’ve always thought you’d be soft,’ he tells you.

You turn your head, and he lifts his to kiss your cheek.

‘Can we cuddle?’ he asks.

You can’t think of anything you want more.

‘Fuck,’ you say, worried. ‘Junho’s going to kill me.’

Jungkook just laughs. ‘He’s going to need to get past me first,’ he tells you.

***

Jungkook’s behind the counter at your café, practicing latte art as you serve customers.

When there’s a lull in business, he turns to you. ‘Can I ask you something?’ he asks.

You look at him, mildly concerned. ‘Are you doing another publicity romance?’ you ask.

Jungkook chuckles. ‘No. Can you read this for me? Let me know what you think.’

He passes you his phone.

Big Hit would like to confirm that Jeon Jungkook is currently in a romantic relationship with Y/N L/N. We kindly request that you continue to respect his privacy and to respect Y/N L/N’s rights as a private individual. Thank you.

You look up at him.

He looks back at you.

‘Is this ok, baby?’ he asks. ‘I want you to know I’m serious about us. I want to give us the best chance, and I don’t want to sneak around.’

‘Are you sure about this?’ you ask, coming around the counter to stand in front of him.

‘Surer than I’ve been about anything in my life,’ he tells you.

Your phone starts ringing.

‘Fuck, do you think that’s Junho?’ you ask.

‘I don’t fucking care,’ Jungkook says.

His lips start to curve up in a smile that you don’t get to see, because you’re kissing him, and he’s holding you, and there’s nothing else in the world that you’d rather be doing right now.

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