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seongmikim · 6 years ago

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JK X Reader Fanfiction

Genre: Suspense, Angst, Supernatural, Romance, Thriller, *slight* smut

Chapters: 1/?

Note: This Fanfiction was inspired by the BST MV

Summary: Y/N was always fascinated by the old museum she saw while passing everyday, but never knew what it held inside. When passing the museum one day, something about it was calling her to investigate. What will await for her inside the old museum?

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It was a bright humid day; there was not a single cloud in sight to relieve the harsh sunlight on your skin as you walked home from visiting a clothing shop in the early afternoon. You were content with the outfit you had bought for a reasonable price. You beamed with joy as you walk the bustling city, deciding to find a place to grab a drink and take shelter from the harsh sun. It would take you a few minutes walk to get there, but they had the best bubble tea in the whole city so you decided that it was worth the walk. You could feel the sweat forming on your forehead and starting to form in other parts of your body as well.

‘Damn, it’s so hot today. I can’t wait to get my hands on that bubble tea I’ve been craving’, you thought to yourself as you could see the shop in the distance.

As you came closer to the shop, you couldn’t help but turn to look at a building that had always peaked your curiosity every time you passed by. It was a very beautiful building: an old museum that had the most beautiful architecture that you had ever seen; a beautiful cream and white color adorned the pillars that gave the building an elegant look despite the uneasy feelings that it brought you. You didn’t actually know what was inside the museum, as it was abandoned and had closed before you were even born. You didn’t realize that you had stopped walking, as you stared at the detailed structure in awe, daydreaming about what the inside could possibly look like.

You snapped out of your daze as you hear a voice, a whisper with a chilling tone. “You want to see inside? Come in…” You looked around, confused as you could not place a face to the voice. Nobody was even glancing in your direction as they continued walking by in a hurried manner, probably to escape the heat. You looked back at the museum carefully, pausing to see if you could hear the voice again.

“What are you waiting for? You know that your curiosity will get the better of you.” The voice beckoned you; it had a way of getting to you, a way of drawing you in. All fear leaves you as you step closer, your curiosity taking control. You turn to look at the passerby, noticing that not a single person was paying attention to you. You turn to the door and go to reach for the handle, but before you could grab it, the door opens slowly on its own, a creaking sound reaches your ears. Usually that would be the sign for you to turn around and leave, but your curiosity had won as you step in and close the door.

The museum was illuminated by the sun, giving the room a bright look. There were many statues that filled the room, along with the same pillars that decorated the outside and a black and white tiled floor. You follow the sun’s rays that lay on a big painting, that you saw as a fight between heaven and hell. The painting captured your attention and you could not understand why. After trying to search for an answer and not receiving one, you turn around and remember the voice that you had heard earlier. “Hello…?” You call out, expecting an answer. To your dismay, all you received was silence. You tried calling out again, but again, did not get a reply. You decided to try to look around to see if you could find someone, coming up to two entrances: One black and one white. You could see statues in the entrances that shared the same color. You didn’t know if the different colors represented something or if they went to different rooms, but you decided on trying the black entrance. As you came into the room, You could see a single couch, surrounded by chandeliers. You looked down to see chandeliers on the ground, and you noticed that they were not shattered or in bad shape.

“Why are they on the floor?” You looked around more and noticed that there were many chandeliers in the room. “That’s…odd.” You mumbled to yourself as you turn and see another entrance leading to a different room.

You walk into an empty room, with only a swing hanging in the middle of the room, gently swaying back and forth. “Why is there a swing in the museum? And why is it moving?” You suddenly become nervous as the silence and the moving objects begin to get to you.

“Hello?” You yelled louder, in attempt to reach the person behind the voice, becoming frustrated with not receiving an answer for the umpteenth time. You decided to keep moving, hoping to eventually find the owner of the voice. You could feel eyes on you as you walking into the next room and it sends shivers down your spine. The next room appeared to be an office with a bed in the corner. In the middle of the room, there was a table in front of a couch that had a single glass, filled with a mystery green substance. You remembered that you had originally planned to get bubble tea, and suddenly became thirsty as you eyed the mystery liquid.

“I hope they don’t mind me taking a sip.” Your fingers wrapped around the shiny glass, as you admired the color of the drink before placing the glass to your lips and feel the liquid slide down your throat. Your face scrunched as you were attacked with an absolutely disgusting taste on your tongue.

“What the hell did I just drink?” You go to place the glass on the table, but nearly flung the glass across the room as a voice startles you.

“Ah, so you drank it after all.” the voice was deep and unique, unlike any voice you’ve heard before. You turned hesitantly towards the voice, only to be met with one of the most handsome men you have ever seen. His hair was a milk chocolate brown and was slicked back, showing off his face perfectly. He was tall; wearing elegant clothing that were definitely not current fashion. He smiles slightly, showing off his dimples and he looks at you with almost a malicious glint in his eyes.

“D-Drank what?” you stuttered out, slightly taken aback from the handsome man that stood before you.

He chuckled slightly to himself before he grabs the glass and raises it to his lips, and quirks his eyebrow. “Now that, is a secret. But I’m sure you will know very soon.” his voice became deeper, tained with a tone that you could not describe.

“Are you…the voice that called me inside?” you ask quietly, unsure of how you should feel about the situation.

“No…but don’t worry. You will meet him very soon.” He put the glass on the table as he gave you a smirk before walking towards the entrance.

He halts as he reaches the entrance, not even turning around as he makes a last remark. “Oh, you’d better keep moving. He does not like to wait for long.”

With that last statement, he left the room, and you called out after him. “Who is he?!?” you yelled frustratedly, knowing that you would not be getting an answer. You go to move to the next room, discovering that it was filled with a green smoke and another man sat in the middle of the room, blindfolded to a door. The man had beautiful silver hair that shined in the sunlight, along with plump lips that lay below the deep black blindfold that covered his eyes. He also wore strange but elegant clothing, the choker around his neck stood out to you the most.

Before you could say anything, he spoke. “You have told a lie.” That was all he said as he began to stand up; He drops a single apple and it rolls on the ground in your direction, stopping at your feet. “Excuse me?” You could see a single bite had been taken from the apple. “I’ve caught you in your lie. I saw it.” His face does not show a single trace of emotion, making it impossible for you to find an answer to your question.

“I don’t understand.” You reply, becoming impatient. He stayed silent, not giving you any answers and you decide to move on. You didn’t pay any more attention to the man as you entered the next room, which had silk sheets lying all over the ground. Two men stood in the room, One man had blonde hair and striking blue eyes, the other had soft pink hair and hazel eyes. Both men gave you different feelings; The pink haired man made you feel more relaxed, as he had what appeared to be an almost innocent look. The blonde haired man made you feel scared. His eyes held an evil look at they pierced into your soul. You couldn’t suppress the shiver that shook your whole body. He smirked at you, with his eyebrows knitting together in what looked to be triumphant.

“You’re almost there. Keep going now.” His voice was eerie, yet oddly charming to you. You decided not to ask questions anymore, knowing that none of your questions would be answered. Suddenly, in the distance, you could hear what you assumed to be an organ playing. You decided to follow the sound, which brought you into the biggest room of the museum. You looked to the left, seeing a man with midnight black hair delicately pressing the keys as he played a dark piece that only made you more nervous.

You jumped as you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, and you turn to only have a face merely inches away from your own. You freeze as you stare into the man’s eyes, the beautiful chocolate eyes captivate you and hold you in place. Your eyes study his whole face, deciding that he was as beautiful as one of the statues in the museum. You stare at each other for what seems to be hours, before he lets go of your wrist and opens his mouth to speak. “I am the one that called for you…” He said nonchalantly as he looks at your face to see your reaction. You still can’t move as you look into his eyes, and are unable to speak, or remember your own name. His chocolate hair falls around his face perfectly, hiding his eyebrows and forehead. His earrings gleam from the sun, catching your attention and snapping you back to reality.

“Who…who are you?” You manage to choke out, still unable to steer your eyes away from his gaze. “My name…is Jungkook.” He kept studying you as if he was waiting for something. He started to smirk and you were about to respond, but suddenly you started to feel sick. The room started to spin, and random swirls of color filled your vision, as you tried not to fall to the ground. Jungkook chuckled before grabbing you and before you know it, your vision becomes black.

When you come to, you can feel that you are in a bed. You see Jungkook sitting at the edge of your bed, looking at you. “You’re awake.” he stated, as he goes to stand up and walk over beside you. “What was that..?” you grunted out. “Absinthe. Along with whatever else Namjoon decided to slip in there.” His eyes glinted with satisfaction as he awaited for your response.

“Who’s Namjoon..?” You whispered to yourself, then deciding to sit up. “Are you going to explain to me why you called for me now?” You questioned, wanting to leave as quickly as possible. Jungkook looks at you, with those captivating eyes.

“It’s simple really. I have seen you passing by many times before, and every time you would stop and look at the museum, I always thought you were beautiful. Today I finally decided that I would have you. I want you, Y/N. I want to taint you.” He whispered the last part huskily, as he suddenly became only a few inches away from your face.

“How do you know my name?” you questioned with a whisper, and he ignored you as he closed the space between you and captured your lips with his own. The feeling was indescribable; It was like you were set on fire.

You did not know who he was, yet you did not care. The feeling of his lips molding against yours was the only thing you could focus on, as you were unable to think. He pushed you against the wall by the bed, and hovered over you, not breaking the kiss. He probed your lips with his tongue as if he was asking you for permission to enter and you eagerly obliged. You both were lost in a tongue war, as you tried to fight for dominance. His hands trail down the sides of your body, and they stop at your waist. One hand begins to travel up your shirt and your skin burns from his touch. He grabs your breast and gives it a little squeeze, earning a moan from you. He smirks into the kiss before he pulls away and starts to kiss your neck and begin leaving marks on your skin.

“J-Jungkook” you moan his name and he chuckled before he moves his lips to your ear and whispers, “What a naughty girl.” You blush and go to reach out for him to have some fun as well, but before you can he stops you. He looks at you and you once again get lost into his eyes before they turn into a deep black again. Suddenly, you feel like you can not control your own body, and your mind becomes foggy as you look into his eyes. He whispers into your ear once more,

“Do you want to know a secret? I’m a fallen angel. And you’re about to sign a deal with the devil, pretty girl.” He laughs psychotically, and you can no longer control your body or mind.

You follow Jungkook as he makes his way back to the room you had met, this time the eerie music vacant. He leads you to a single statue, covered in white. “All you have to do is kiss the statue, and the deal is made.” You stare at the statue in a daze, coming closer and closer to the statue. You do not realize when your head tilts and leans forward towards the statue. The cold stone from the statue reaches your lips, and you return to normal. You look around to see seven boys surrounding you, some of which you had already met, laughing hysterically at you. Jungkook grabs your chin. “Welcome to hell.” Your eyes widen as he smashes his lips against you and then everything turns black.

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seongmikim · 7 years ago

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JK X Reader Fanfiction

Genre: Suspense, Angst, Supernatural, Romance, Thriller, *slight* smut

Chapters: 1/?

Note: This Fanfiction was inspired by the BST MV

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'Damn, it's so hot today. I can't wait to get my hands on that bubble tea I've been craving', you thought to yourself as you could see the shop in the distance.

As you came closer to the shop, you couldn't help but turn to look at a building that had always peaked your curiosity every time you passed by. It was a very beautiful building: an old museum that had the most beautiful architecture that you had ever seen; a beautiful cream and white color adorned the pillars that gave the building an elegant look despite the uneasy feelings that it brought you. You didn't actually know what was inside the museum, as it was abandoned and had closed before you were even born. You didn't realize that you had stopped walking, as you stared at the detailed structure in awe, daydreaming about what the inside could possibly look like.

You snapped out of your daze as you hear a voice, a whisper with a chilling tone. "You want to see inside? Come in..." You looked around, confused as you could not place a face to the voice. Nobody was even glancing in your direction as they continued walking by in a hurried manner, probably to escape the heat. You looked back at the museum carefully, pausing to see if you could hear the voice again.

"What are you waiting for? You know that your curiosity will get the better of you." The voice beckoned you; it had a way of getting to you, a way of drawing you in. All fear leaves you as you step closer, your curiosity taking control. You turn to look at the passerby, noticing that not a single person was paying attention to you. You turn to the door and go to reach for the handle, but before you could grab it, the door opens slowly on its own, a creaking sound reaches your ears. Usually that would be the sign for you to turn around and leave, but your curiosity had won as you step in and close the door.

The museum was illuminated by the sun, giving the room a bright look. There were many statues that filled the room, along with the same pillars that decorated the outside and a black and white tiled floor. You follow the sun's rays that lay on a big painting, that you saw as a fight between heaven and hell. The painting captured your attention and you could not understand why. After trying to search for an answer and not receiving one, you turn around and remember the voice that you had heard earlier. "Hello...?" You call out, expecting an answer. To your dismay, all you received was silence. You tried calling out again, but again, did not get a reply. You decided to try to look around to see if you could find someone, coming up to two entrances: One black and one white. You could see statues in the entrances that shared the same color. You didn't know if the different colors represented something or if they went to different rooms, but you decided on trying the black entrance. As you came into the room, You could see a single couch, surrounded by chandeliers. You looked down to see chandeliers on the ground, and you noticed that they were not shattered or in bad shape.

"Why are they on the floor?" You looked around more and noticed that there were many chandeliers in the room. "That's...odd." You mumbled to yourself as you turn and see another entrance leading to a different room.

You walk into an empty room, with only a swing hanging in the middle of the room, gently swaying back and forth. "Why is there a swing in the museum? And why is it moving?" You suddenly become nervous as the silence and the moving objects begin to get to you.

"Hello?" You yelled louder, in attempt to reach the person behind the voice, becoming frustrated with not receiving an answer for the umpteenth time. You decided to keep moving, hoping to eventually find the owner of the voice. You could feel eyes on you as you walking into the next room and it sends shivers down your spine. The next room appeared to be an office with a bed in the corner. In the middle of the room, there was a table in front of a couch that had a single glass, filled with a mystery green substance. You remembered that you had originally planned to get bubble tea, and suddenly became thirsty as you eyed the mystery liquid.

"I hope they don't mind me taking a sip." Your fingers wrapped around the shiny glass, as you admired the color of the drink before placing the glass to your lips and feel the liquid slide down your throat. Your face scrunched as you were attacked with an absolutely disgusting taste on your tongue.

"What the hell did I just drink?" You go to place the glass on the table, but nearly flung the glass across the room as a voice startles you.

"Ah, so you drank it after all." the voice was deep and unique, unlike any voice you've heard before. You turned hesitantly towards the voice, only to be met with one of the most handsome men you have ever seen. His hair was a milk chocolate brown and was slicked back, showing off his face perfectly. He was tall; wearing elegant clothing that were definitely not current fashion. He smiles slightly, showing off his dimples and he looks at you with almost a malicious glint in his eyes.

"D-Drank what?" you stuttered out, slightly taken aback from the handsome man that stood before you.

He chuckled slightly to himself before he grabs the glass and raises it to his lips, and quirks his eyebrow. "Now that, is a secret. But I'm sure you will know very soon." his voice became deeper, tained with a tone that you could not describe.

"Are you...the voice that called me inside?" you ask quietly, unsure of how you should feel about the situation.

"No...but don't worry. You will meet him very soon." He put the glass on the table as he gave you a smirk before walking towards the entrance.

He halts as he reaches the entrance, not even turning around as he makes a last remark. "Oh, you'd better keep moving. He does not like to wait for long."

With that last statement, he left the room, and you called out after him. "Who is he?!?" you yelled frustratedly, knowing that you would not be getting an answer. You go to move to the next room, discovering that it was filled with a green smoke and another man sat in the middle of the room, blindfolded to a door. The man had beautiful silver hair that shined in the sunlight, along with plump lips that lay below the deep black blindfold that covered his eyes. He also wore strange but elegant clothing, the choker around his neck stood out to you the most.

Before you could say anything, he spoke. "You have told a lie." That was all he said as he began to stand up; He drops a single apple and it rolls on the ground in your direction, stopping at your feet. "Excuse me?" You could see a single bite had been taken from the apple. "I've caught you in your lie. I saw it." His face does not show a single trace of emotion, making it impossible for you to find an answer to your question.

"I don't understand." You reply, becoming impatient. He stayed silent, not giving you any answers and you decide to move on. You didn't pay any more attention to the man as you entered the next room, which had silk sheets lying all over the ground. Two men stood in the room, One man had blonde hair and striking blue eyes, the other had soft pink hair and hazel eyes. Both men gave you different feelings; The pink haired man made you feel more relaxed, as he had what appeared to be an almost innocent look. The blonde haired man made you feel scared. His eyes held an evil look at they pierced into your soul. You couldn't suppress the shiver that shook your whole body. He smirked at you, with his eyebrows knitting together in what looked to be triumphant.

"You're almost there. Keep going now." His voice was eerie, yet oddly charming to you. You decided not to ask questions anymore, knowing that none of your questions would be answered. Suddenly, in the distance, you could hear what you assumed to be an organ playing. You decided to follow the sound, which brought you into the biggest room of the museum. You looked to the left, seeing a man with midnight black hair delicately pressing the keys as he played a dark piece that only made you more nervous.

You jumped as you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, and you turn to only have a face merely inches away from your own. You freeze as you stare into the man's eyes, the beautiful chocolate eyes captivate you and hold you in place. Your eyes study his whole face, deciding that he was as beautiful as one of the statues in the museum. You stare at each other for what seems to be hours, before he lets go of your wrist and opens his mouth to speak. "I am the one that called for you..." He said nonchalantly as he looks at your face to see your reaction. You still can't move as you look into his eyes, and are unable to speak, or remember your own name. His chocolate hair falls around his face perfectly, hiding his eyebrows and forehead. His earrings gleam from the sun, catching your attention and snapping you back to reality.

"Who...who are you?" You manage to choke out, still unable to steer your eyes away from his gaze. "My name...is Jungkook." He kept studying you as if he was waiting for something. He started to smirk and you were about to respond, but suddenly you started to feel sick. The room started to spin, and random swirls of color filled your vision, as you tried not to fall to the ground. Jungkook chuckled before grabbing you and before you know it, your vision becomes black.

When you come to, you can feel that you are in a bed. You see Jungkook sitting at the edge of your bed, looking at you. "You're awake." he stated, as he goes to stand up and walk over beside you. "What was that..?" you grunted out. "Absinthe. Along with whatever else Namjoon decided to slip in there." His eyes glinted with satisfaction as he awaited for your response.

"Who's Namjoon..?" You whispered to yourself, then deciding to sit up. "Are you going to explain to me why you called for me now?" You questioned, wanting to leave as quickly as possible. Jungkook looks at you, with those captivating eyes.

"It's simple really. I have seen you passing by many times before, and every time you would stop and look at the museum, I always thought you were beautiful. Today I finally decided that I would have you. I want you, Y/N. I want to taint you." He whispered the last part huskily, as he suddenly became only a few inches away from your face.

"How do you know my name?" you questioned with a whisper, and he ignored you as he closed the space between you and captured your lips with his own. The feeling was indescribable; It was like you were set on fire.

"J-Jungkook" you moan his name and he chuckled before he moves his lips to your ear and whispers, "What a naughty girl." You blush and go to reach out for him to have some fun as well, but before you can he stops you. He looks at you and you once again get lost into his eyes before they turn into a deep black again. Suddenly, you feel like you can not control your own body, and your mind becomes foggy as you look into his eyes. He whispers into your ear once more,

"Do you want to know a secret? I'm a fallen angel. And you're about to sign a deal with the devil, pretty girl." He laughs psychotically, and you can no longer control your body or mind.

You follow Jungkook as he makes his way back to the room you had met, this time the eerie music vacant. He leads you to a single statue, covered in white. "All you have to do is kiss the statue, and the deal is made." You stare at the statue in a daze, coming closer and closer to the statue. You do not realize when your head tilts and leans forward towards the statue. The cold stone from the statue reaches your lips, and you return to normal. You look around to see seven boys surrounding you, some of which you had already met, laughing hysterically at you. Jungkook grabs your chin. "Welcome to hell." Your eyes widen as he smashes his lips against you and then everything turns black.

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