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appreciatethefoolishness · 5 years

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EVERYTHING IS JUNGKOOK X READER

Do you also laugh a little when you read a badboy!Jungkook fanfic and want some more realistic? Because we all know how humble and kind Jungkook really is, so I'm here to help you! (This is a list parted in two because of the links limit hih)

Jungkook = badboy

Jungkook = an actually nice and lovely guy ❤️

⌜(m) = smut, mature

(f) = fluff, cute shit

(a) = angst, sad stuff or action

✓ = finished

** = a favorite

oneshot = story with only 1 part

series = story with more than 1 part ⌟

sorted by word count, this is over 90 fics and yes, I know I have no life but I don’t see any problem with that lol

(By the way if you’re wondering why some of the summaries suck it’s because I wrote them due to that some authors don’t write synopses lol)

last updated: 27 May

AND BY THE WAY thank you so much all the writers here for taking your time to write these amazing fics and publish them for our enjoyment! I’m so grateful to be able to read and love them and don’t let anyone tell you different because you all are REALLY good at writing, like damn. Thanks again and have a great Jungkook reading 💙❤️💜 💙💜💚💞💞💞💛💚🖤💜💛💙💜💙💜💚

Animal (m) (a) ✓

[115.9k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8 pt.9

“As a nursing student you struggled financially but when your best friend suggests a way for you to make some illegal money you can’t say no and that’s when you meet him; Jungkook, an underground fighter who you can’t stand but seems to stay on your mind nevertheless.”

THE WRITER > @cutaepatootie

For science (m) (f) (a) ✓ **

[95.9k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7

"Jungkook asks you to let him watch you get off. For science."

THE WRITER > @boymeetsweevil

Falling into you (m) (a) (f) ~ ongoing**

[94.2k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7

"Jungkook’s innocence is like a breath of fresh air in your wild life, and though you know you’re toxic for him, you just can’t seem to stay away."

THE WRITER > @kookingtae

Charmolypi (f) (a) (m) ✓

[69.3k words] series pt.0 pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8 pt.9

“Work and pleasure should never be combined — or so the saying goes. But you were never really one to follow the rules in their entirety and neither were the ones around you. Love, lust, interest. Five people. In the workplace. What could go wrong? Everyone just wants to get something, after all.”

THE WRITER > @njssi

The Turning Test (f) (m) (a)~ongoing**

[67.3k words] series masterlist

“’The Turing Test, developed by Alan Turing in 1950, is a test of a machine’s ability to exhibit intelligent behavior equivalent to, or indistinguishable from, that of a human.’ Jungkook fiddled with your hands in his, humming softly, as if deep in thought. You noted the way his eyebrows had furrowed, the sweet way his lips formed a pout, and wondered what could possibly be troubling him so much. What had he learned today? ‘Creator,’ he began, dragging his gaze up to meet your own, ‘you gave me a mind that thinks, hands that feel, and a heart that beats, but did you give me a soul?’“

THE WRITER > @fortunexkookie

Bandslam (a) (m) (f) ✓

[59.6k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“Cocky drummer Jeon Jungkook has never been the type to hate on anyone. But when his best friend Taehyung unexpectedly leaves the band and leaves you in his place, he can’t really blame himself when he acts with disdain towards you. Not even when there’s a prize at stake.“

THE WRITER > @ironicarmy

Ego (f) (m) ~ ongoing **

[59.4k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6

“What’s a girl to do when her sweet, innocent baby lab partner isn’t quite so sweet and innocent? well, he’s a grown-ass man, and you’re about to learn that the hard way.”

THE WRITER > @suga-kookiemonster

Givenchy & gold (m) ✓

[59k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“You’re the supervisor of the clothing department with a lot of useless lingerie knowledge, Jungkook is the jewelry department’s defiant hot boy who flirts in wristwatch brands. basically an upscale retail au, but with lots of implied under-the-counter sex. and when an opportunity presents itself to fuck each other in the boss’s office after hours, you’re both too hot for each other to say no.”

THE WRITER > @prolixitae

Wanted (f) (a) (m) ✓**

[56k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6

“ You were a deserter, a renegade, a wanted “criminal”. It was never in your plans to crash land on that planet, and it most certainly wasn’t in your plans to fall in love with it’s handsome ruler.”

THE WRITER > @jincherie

One thing right (a) (f) (m) ✓**

[55k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8 pt.9

“‘i’ve been wrong about a million times, but i’ve got one thing right.’

or, desperate to get your ailing mother into the best care possible, you ask your childhood friend turned enemy to marry you for his health insurance benefits. the only problem is it’s illegal. and he’s the sheriff. and you swore to hate him since the day he broke your best friend’s heart.”

THE WRITER > @hobios

(Y)our name (a) (f) (m) ~ ongoing**

[54k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5

“It's always been the two of you since you were little. People came and went in your lives and Jungkook didn't mind until you turn into grown-ups and he starts to mind a bit too much.“

THE WRITER > @jjkpls

True care (m) (f) (a) ~ ongoing **

[53.8k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7

“Your (endearingly) shy bodyguard- hired by your father- would do anything for you. Even though you roll your eyes at his persistence and pretend there’s no need for him to follow you to every and any place you go, there might be many more hazards in your life than you let on. And you might end up needing him in more ways than you- or your father- would ever think.”

THE WRITER > @joonsgalaxy

Moonlight melody (f) (a) ✓

[51k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“When your loving best friend playfully pranks you one too many times, you decide that revenge is best served hot, over a period of thirty days, and with a little extra help from the best violinist you know (sorry jimin). or, the one where during your month-long vacation in italy with your youth orchestra, you realize that vengeance is sweet but fake dating jungkook is sweeter.”

THE WRITER > @gukyi

Falling Skies (a) (f) (m)✓ **

[50k words] series masterlist

Jeon Jiyeon was your childhood best friend; her brother, Jungkook, was something else entirely. Once upon a time, she had called you her sun and him her moon; it was fitting, given the constant push-and-pull between you two. You used to consider him a friend, but then he had gone from endearingly frustrating dumb boy to card-carrying fuckboy so fast it had given you whiplash. You often wondered how Jiyeon wasn’t bothered by his behavior. In fact, she often seemed to encourage it. What you failed to see was that she was just trying to show you how he reflected your light. Jiyeon had realized he was in love with you even before he did, but of course she knew. It was a twin thing. So despite the fighting and teasing, you always found yourself drawn back to him. You knew he was one of two constants in your life: the Jeon twins were - and had always been - your one indisputable truth. You were the sun, Jungkook was the moon, and Jiyeon was the sky holding you both up When she died, it ripped a black hole right through you.”

THE WRITER > @fortunexkookie

Bitchin’ (f) (m) (a) ✓

[49.5k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8 pt.9 pt.10

“The 80s were a time of choices. Which perm was right for you? What color neon would you wear next? None of these choices, however, were more questionable than a certain deal you made with Jeon Jungkook.”

THE WRITER > @kinktae

Paralian (f) (a) (m) ✓**

[48.3k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“Far away, under the sea exists the merfolk Kingdom of Venetus. Y/N is a warrior princess, sworn to protect the nation she loves. Each night she and her unit are tasked with patrolling the ocean, until one night they come across an unmarked ship. The ship carries a dangerous secret which tears Y/N’s ideals apart. In the midst of escaping said danger, Y/N is forced to rely upon a Prince. The Prince of Pirates, whose fate and Y/N’s seem inexplicably entwined. Whether their meeting will end in joy or heartbreak remains to be seen. (A -very- loose retelling of The Little Mermaid).”

THE WRITER > @kpopfanfictrash

Tantalizing (m) (a) ✓

[47.9k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8

“Back in high school, you were nothing more than a nerd Jungkook wanted to deflower, to get a good fuck from. When he sees you at the club, though, things have changed drastically, and his dominance starts to teeter on the edge.”

THE WRITER > @littlemisskookie

Equilibrium; Polyamory (m) (a) ~ ongoing **

[47.7k words] series pt.0 pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8 pt.9 pt.10 pt.11 pt.12 pt.13 pt.14

“Polyamorous relationships are not as glamorous as they appear in the movies. Granted, the sex is better- tangled limbs and wet kisses on every inch of skin imaginable, but not even the sex is worth the mind-numbing jealousy, the utter despair. Because equilateral triangles do not exist in real life. There is no sense of order in human affections. No balance, no equilibrium. You are in love with Jimin, who loves Jungkook. And Jungkook loves… Has he ever loved anyone but himself? On the outside, you smile widely and pretend that you’re perfectly content with this arrangement. But your façade crumbles, bit by bit, every time Jimin goes to Jungkook instead of you. You’re not sure how much more you can take.”

THE WRITER > @tayegi

Worth fighting for (f) (a) ~ongoing**

[43.7k words] series masterlist

“Fresh out of the perils of war, Jungkook didn't think that his task as the newly appointed general would be to look after you.”

THE WRITER > @joonsdiary

The Monogamy Monologues (f) (m) (f) ✓

[42.7k words] oneshot here

“ The year? Some point after college. The occasion? Namjoon is getting married and the Rich Man’s Crochet Club has convened once again. Somewhere between the drinks and the laughter, everyone has the same realization: Jungkook has never been in a serious relationship. In the name of all that is holy (Overwatch and booze), the club’s mission is revived. Now though, their goal is much more perilous. Now, they aim to find Jeon Jungkook a girlfriend.”

THE WRITER > @kpopfanfictrash

The devil’s change up (m) (f) ✓ **

[41.3k words] oneshot here

“Majoring in athletic training means you have mandatory observation hours to perform with every single sports team at your school throughout the year, and so far it’s been going pretty great. However, when regrets from your past cause your rotation with the baseball team to become a little rocky, there’s one star pitcher who says that he can make it all better.”

THE WRITER > @jungblue

Frost Impressions (f) (m) (a) ✓ **

[41.3k words] oneshot here

“Jeongguk is so disgustingly smitten with his new coworker that he ends up making a terrible first impression, and neither of them realize they’ve actually been in love with each other for the better part of a decade. “

THE WRITER > @fortunexkookie

And action (f) (m) ✓ **

[41k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4

“Jungkook likes to film illegal stunts around the globe for his dedicated audience. because of you, his right-hand navigator, he gets to travel to beautiful places he’s only ever seen in textbooks. but in the wake of a mishap involving poisonous shrubbery, now’s a perfect time for him to confess his undying love for more than just videography. or, ‘I know you’re my best friend but I’ve wanted to kiss you since the day we met’ au.”

THE WRITER > @prolixitae

Baby, my baby (m) (f) (a) ✓

[39.6k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8 pt.9 pt.10

"Raise my child, just for twelve months."

THE WRITER > @pjimims

A well-oiled machine (f) (a) (m) ✓ **

[38.2k words] series pt.1 pt.2

"Your life takes a bit of a turn when you stumble upon an android in pieces, hidden in an alleyway in an area known for its shadows and debauchery. Taking him home to fix him might have been the best decision you’d ever made, but perhaps there was a little more to the android JK01-97 than you’d initially thought."

THE WRITER > @jincherie

The lionheart’s oath (f) (m) (a) ✓ **

[36.7k words] oneshot here

“There was no happy ending, no dragon slayer to save the kingdom and get the princess — there was only him: Jungkook. A simple orphan that was lucky enough to be invited into the castle, a former homeless thief that had found shelter in the form of an elysian heir. Now, after twelve years by your side, he was about to lose you to the world you sought to explore.”

THE WRITER > @sugaxjpg

Employee Perks (m) (a) (f)~ongoing

[34.6k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“Sure, the employee perks at your job were bonuses, life insurance, sick leave, health benefits etc. etc., but the best employee perk of all was working with a man known as Jeon Jungkook.”

THE WRITER > @chiminiemoans

In Bloom/Lake of Fire (m) (a) (f) ✓

[33k words] pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“One of the consequences of being a werewolf was the yearly heat that took place for three whole days, Jungkook had warned you not to come near him under that period of time for your own safety but your never-ending worry for him made you disobey his request.”

THE WRITER > @tayegi

New toy (m) (f) (a) ✓

[32.8k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“Your new neighbor turns out to be the perfect toy for you.“

THE WRITER > @btsjeonjazz

Ramen (m) ~ongoing

[32.8k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“‘It has certainly been quite the party,’ you began, taking a stroll around the table to give his friends time to ogle you. ‘But I'm here for someone else on his special day.’ The end of the riding crop snapped suggestively against your open palm and you felt excitement bloom around the large table. “Now, let me see if I can find out which of you is the birthday boy..."

The charade of finding your fare was one of the oldest tricks in the book. After years of sex work, you knew that as soon as you said, ‘let me see,’ the eyes of the bystanders would point you in the right direction. And sure enough, as you pretended to identify your prey, the men’s line of sight fell on the far corner of the table. The choice of the corner was quite surprising, as you expected the shy wallflower of the group to sit there, not someone who was supposed to be the center of attention.”

THE WRITER > @dark-muse-iris

Gravity (a) (f) ✓

[29.2k words] oneshot here

“The universe works in mysterious ways.“

THE WRITER > @donewithjeon

Not quite strangers (f) (m) (a) ✓ **

[29k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“There are two things that you very much hate in this world; first being woken up in the evening, second being woken up in the morning – and Jeon Jeongguk, the stranger a.k.a the guy who lives across your shitty apartment does just that, every single fucking time.”

THE WRITER > @seokwaves

Rigor Mortis (a) (f) (m) ✓ **

[28.5k words] oneshot here

“A night out at a bar results in you going home with a young and attractive police officer. But if you think the night was something to remember, that’s nothing compared to waking up to find a zombie outbreak in the city. A chance encounter with Officer Jeon leads to him helping you escape from the plague infested city.”

THE WRITER > @readyplayerhobi

Something in the water (m) (f) ✓

[25.8k words] oneshot here

“Sleeping in is a foreign concept to Kim Taehyung and his awkward, mismatched gang of pals. This is made all the more apparent when they rock up at ____’s doorstep at the ass crack of dawn, as if it is a natural time for any college student to be awake. But when she is informed that it was the youngest of their group who insisted she join them on their spontaneous camping trip, she is suddenly not as reluctant to play along than when she was first awakened by her enigma of a best friend, slamming his fist against her front door.”

THE WRITER > @vankoya

Roommates (m) ✓ **

[25.8k words] series pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

“Letting your best friend’s baby brother live with you didn’t seem like a problem until well... you discovered how hot he had become.”

THE WRITER > @tayegi

Snow and Ice (m) (f) (a) ✓

[24.8k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“ Three thousand athletes from 92 countries from the world meet every four years to show off what they have, the pride of their countries and families weighing down their perfectly sculpted shoulders. This year’s winter Olympics holds something a lot more interesting.”

THE WRITER > @hayjeon

Ace (m) (f) (a) ✓ **

[24k] oneshot here

“Jungkook only cares about three things: Baseball, painting and his team, but soon he’s adding you to that list when love comes flying at him fast and hard, knocking him right on his ass.”

THE WRITER > @hijoonie

New romantics (f) (a) ✓**

[24k words] oneshot here

“Jeon Jungkook will go down in history as one of the best Quidditch players that ever graced the Hogwarts scene. It seems like he always gets what he wants—his life is very predictable in that sense. What he cannot predict, however, is the newest weekend employee wiping down the tables at the Three Broomsticks.”

THE WRITER > @cupofteaguk

Save Me (m) (a) ✓

[24k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“Jungkook’s a vampire who has an interest in you and you have feelings for him, but he sleeps around with other human girls as well and when you start to get tired of it you cut off communication with him and avoid him so he tries to get you back through sweet gestures and staying with you instead of going around.”

THE WRITER > @baeseoul

Catharsis. (m) (f) ✓

[23.5k words] oneshot here

“No matter what kind of release you need, he’s there.”

THE WRITER > @junghelioseok

Swipe right (f) (a) (m) ~ ongoing

[23k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“Jungkook wasn’t always like this. Or maybe he was and you don’t want to admit that he had you fooled. You quickly discover he has a lot more to offer than exchanging pleasantries and awkward small talk. In fact, he never seems to shut up.For the better part of a year, he’s held your irritation hostage, never passing up an opportunity to deliver savage one-liners at your expense. When he discovers you’re on Tinder, he turns up the brattiness factor and intentionally seeks you out. Who knows? Maybe if you gave him a chance he could charm the pants right off of you. Then again, maybe he’s just a fuckboy.“

THE WRITER > @stutterfly

Hot confusion (m) ~ ongoing

[22.9k words] series (on AO3) here

“Jungkook thought his body had already matured, turns out he's a late bloomer and goes through puberty hell when he turns 16. And it doesn't end until he's 19, the worse part is that all along the ride he can't stop the constant sexual arousal he gets around his best female friend, Y/N.While he's confused whether it's her just her body that turns him on, or also her personality, he can't help but feel jealous when other boys start to take interest in her. All he knows is that he wishes he'd stop having wet dreams at 4 AM about Y/N, he's running out of excuses to his mom to why he needs to do the laundry.“

THE WRITER > @partyjunkie

Blue orchids (a) (f) ✓

[22.6k words] series pt.1 pt.2

“Hanahaki & soulmate au.”

THE WRITER > @inktae

If I told you (f) (a) ✓ **

[22k words] oneshot here

“In order to pay for university, jeon jungkook decides to market his most valuable asset to the wealthy socialites of campus: himself. donning a suit and tie, tousled hair, and glasses (to look smarter), he becomes every rich daughter’s dream: the perfect boyfriend to bring to balls, dinners, and business gatherings. all while you watch from the sidelines, only able to dream of having that much money to buy yourself what you really want: him.”

THE WRITER > @gukyi

➔PART 2

➔PART 3

(Disclaimer; if you ever find a badboy!jungkook fic here it means he wasn’t a total asshole in it and I didn’t mind his character lol)

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angstchim · 5 years

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Eros & Arrows | jjk

Eros Jungkook x Psyche Reader

My retelling of the tale of Eros and Psyche

➻ !!: Hints of death, talk of suicide (Very brief), SMUT, angst, jealousy,

➻ Rating M

➻ Words: 15.1k

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A/N: I am a huge fan of mythology and I thought I should try my hand at this tale hope everyone can enjoy it!!! Also, it may be helpful to know the original tale but of course you don’t need to in order to enjoy this fic!!!

დ Hyerin’s Pov ❦ Jungkook’s Pov, ۵ Your Pov

The early spring sun generous as it blessed your father's garden with warmth. The sun's rays caressing your skin, your view over the bay down below was one very few got the chance to see. Being a daughter of the king you were one of the very few who could take this gift for granted. However, you knew better than that. Your sisters on the other hand. They felt differently. Your feeble hands gripping your clay cup, glazed and decorated, its rim greeting your mouth with the taste of freshly squeezed juice from the finest of grapes, and berries.

Your sisters frolicking in the garden, their laughs obnoxious as they tossed about a ball made of canvas and leather, all three of them dressed in their fine silk and lace. Gold head and body jewelry glistening in the sun as they tossed about the ball. None of them inviting you to play along. Their disdain for you was evident in their behavior and snide comments. At first, their words harmed your heart, over time the wound healed itself and grew stronger. Now it took more than a few harsh words and pettiness to hurt you. You didn't need them, as long as you had the love of your father you were set.

The guards ringing a bell as they entered the garden. In their hands a plush pillow, satin red and adorned with gold trimming, sitting atop the pillow a heap of roses and ripe figs. Addressed to you. Your sisters letting the leather ball drop as they followed the guards. Their eyes holding a green hue. Guards setting the satin pillow on your lap before returning to their post.

"How sacrilegious." Your sister Mina scorned her lip lightly curled as she glared at you.

"The fact that father allows this is beyond me." Do Ae chimed, her curly hair blocking her brown brows as she scorned, her trimmed nails jagging into your ribs as she picked a rose handing it to your sleeked haired sister Suni.

Suni's hair reaching her hips, her lavender silk robes slinging off her form slightly as she twirled the rose in her hand. Her eyes holding nothing but scorn for you. "She's father's favorite after all. He will give her everything even if it means insulting the goddess Hyerin."

Your cheeks puffed as you swiped the rose from Suni's hand, while doing so a stray thorn from the rose pricked your finger, "I'm not insulting the goddess!"

Suni hissed pointing to the satin pillow, "I'll believe that when suitors stop sending you offerings that are sacred to the goddess!!"

Do Ae and Mina grabbing the pillow and tossing it off the gardens ledge. "Your pretty face and spoiled attitude are insults if only the men of this kingdom could see it. Father especially." Mina hissed, Do Ae giving a hum of agreement. The three returning to their abandoned leather ball, tossing it once more, purposely aiming at you. Harsh blows to your thighs and stomach.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear sister did that hit you?!" Do Ae feigned remorse. The other two cackling in their silks and lace.

Tongue swabbing the inside of your cheek, fisting your silk, and lace robe, eyes glossy you refused to give them what they wanted. Grabbing your clay cup tossing the juice it held in the direction of your witch sisters before running from the garden. Cheeks puffed and chest heaving your feet clambered to your chamber. The distant cries of anger coming from the garden giving you some satisfaction.

Running yourself a bath, water filled with rose and lilacs, a fresh tray of fruit at your side you slipped into the heated water. "It's best I stay here till dinner." Your voice tried, eyes peering at the doves and finches that rested on the railing of your balcony.

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The sounds of harps and flutes dull to the goddess's ears. Her cheeks puffed as she looked over her temple. Her offerings looking rather slim, not nearly as many roses, figs, and peaches as there was usually. A seed of worry growing in the goddess's gut. "Alan!!!" She howled, her long and cared for nails poking at the soft skin of the peaches on her altar.

Clamboring feet entered the temple, in came a slim man, his hair a dark coral and his cheeks rosy. His robes white and trimmed with small bits of lace. His face one that would make many men and women cherry faced. "You called mistress?" His voice like that of a songbird. Hyerin let out a huff, her flowing locks wavy and her robe covering her assets while sticking to her body. Her body covered in jewels and ornate paints and patterns carved into the jewels.

"Have you or your little birdies heard anything my that might explain why my offerings are so slim as of late?" Her voice holding authority as she peered at the peach haired man. His cheeks spotted with freckles.

He gave his goddess a smirk, "I have as a matter of fact."

Hyerin's eyes narrowing, "What is it you've heard?"

"King Hansol has his four daughters coming of age.."

Hyerin huffed, "What does a mortal king and his mortal daughters coming of age have to do with my offerings being so slim?!" She hissed, grabbing a peach from the altar, taking a small knife from her tray she began to peel at its skin.

Alan chuckled, "Well, my birdies whisper songs and tales about a fair maiden. That maiden being of King Hansol's daughters. The whole realm fawning over her and comparing her beauty to yours my goddess. So much so that her suitors have been leaving offerings meant for you at the castle's gates. Apparently, a mortal princess holds a candle to the god of beauty and love."

Hyerin's eyes flickering red, her peach tasting sour as she spat it out onto the tray beside her. "Bring me the window." She shrieked.

Alan gave a nod as he brought her a tray with water, the water clear but holding a glossy sheen. Alan gave a slight hiss as Hyerin plucked a hair from his head, tossing the coral strand into the water she watched with rage as the water portrayed your face and body as your bathed in your chamber. Hyerin could hear your slight hums and chimed as you bathed. "So this is the moral princess who has been taking my offerings?"

Alan nodded, "Moreso your worshipers my goddess, but yes that is her."

"Send for Jungkook, tell him to bring his arrows."

Alan gave a nod, "Will do mistress."

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Teeth gnawing at a chicken bone, his eyes on the dancing concubines who stood before him. Taehyung, god of wine once again hauled him into a pleasure house for drinks and entertainment. "What did I tell you Guk? The nymphs here are the best in the realm."

He huffed, his chicken bone snapping as he gave it harsh bite, spitting the bone out into Taehyung's chalice. His friend giving him a harsh glare as he dumped his chalice and handed the tainted cup to the garden nymph who sat on his lap. "Rude." The god of wine sneered.

"I'm the god of love." Jungkook sighed.

"One would think you'd love pleasure houses." Taehyung chuckled.

"That's when I'm in the mood for a good nymph to toy with." Jungkook huffed.

Taehyung blinked, "There's plenty here take your pick."

Jungkook rolled his eyes as he took a sip of the sweet wine. "I'd love to but lately having a nymph feels bland."

Taehyung looked over at the god of love, "After all the nymph's you've taken to bed I thought I'd never hear you say you'd get tired of them."

As the dark-haired god was about to reply a familiar head of coral hair waltzed into the pleasure house. The nymphs all giggling gleefully at the presence of Alan. Alan is more than well known in the pleasure houses across the realm.

Jungkook looking up at the coral haired servant. "My mother sent you?"

Alan gave a nod, "Correct."

Jungkook tossed a grape into his mouth, "What for?"

"My mistress requests your presence at her temple. She asked you to bring your arrows."

Jungkook gave a sigh and ate one last grape as he got up from the sofa. Taehyung letting out a mumble, "More for me."

"Off to see mother." He huffed, his arm reaching for his bow, his arrows strapped to his back, he followed the coral haired servant back to his mother's temple.

Kicking his sandals against the tile of his mother's temple. He looked to where his mother sat. her face a bitter one as she ate her peaches and figs. "A bitter face like that one doesn't suit you mother. What's causing you to have such a frown?" He shrugged, setting his arrows against one of the pillars.

"I need you to use those arrows." She huffed.

Jungkook chuckled, "I figured a much, on whom?"

"This mortal King Hansol has a daughter, a beautiful one."

Jungkook furrowed his brows.

"You'll know her when you see her according to Alan shes the most beautiful out of her other three sisters. Sneak into her chambers at night, and shoot her with an arrow. I'm dooming the child to love a beast."

Jungkook nodded, his eyebrow raised, "Of course mother, just one question."

Hyerin raised a brow, "Get on with it."

"What has the maiden done to deserve such a fate?"

Hyerin hissed, "She and her father have had no qualms with stealing my worshipers and offerings. This ought to teach them to not think of the gods so lowly. Now go."

Grabbing his arrows and bow, strapping them to his chest he made his descent from the heavens while whistling a tune. "Mhm, another day."

"Mistress?" your servants chimed from outside your corridors.

"Yes?" You called back, your hair getting braided, your stomach growling.

"It's time for dinner."

"I'm heading out now!" You chimed, very much hungry. With light steps, you followed the servants to the feast. Your three sisters sneering at your from where they sat. Your father seated on his sofa, his plate resting on his lap, the sound of harps and flutes filling the hall. Fools spouting their jokes with vain attempts to make your sisters giggle. Your servant Mel, his coco hair, and thin form carrying your tray, loading it slices of cooked meats, and spreads. Food served you too a seat far from your sisters.

Your father raised his hand and the dining hall died down. "I have news that I'm sure you girls would love to hear."

"You're sending your favorite away?" Mina sneered.

Your father sighed, "No, all of you are to be married soon."

The room silent, a look of joy on the faces of you witch sisters. Your stomach fluttering as a small seed of excitement rooted itself in your stomach. "Tomorrow suitors will be entering the gates so please look your best to represent me." Your father smiled, his eyes on you while he spoke.

With that the hall became boisterous once more, the music louder, the fools even more foolish and the wine sweeter. You could feel the harsh gaze of your three sisters boring into you, your servant Mel taking a grape from your plate and bringing it to your lips.

"Mistress don't forget to eat." He looked up at you.

You gave him a smile, "You wouldn't ever let me forget would you Mel?"

He chuckled, "Of course not Mistress."

Do Ae hissing, "Look at her, her servant the only one who can tolerate her. Pity."

Cheeks puffed as you ate the grape. "Thank you, Mel." You chose to ignore the snide remark. Mel doing the same only he hadn't any other option.

"You'll be getting married soon." Mel held another grape to your lips.

"I hope to a good man."

"Your father wouldn't marry his favorite daughter to anyone less I hope." Mel smiled, "I've lived a very good life with you as my mistress. With you getting married soon my days are numbered."

You looked at Mel, "Don't say that, once I leave I will order my father to have you live out your days on our fields, you can be a shepherd for a living. I wouldn't dare let you beg on the streets."

Mel smiled as he handed you another grape, "I'm happy to hear mistress."

Once the music died down and all that was left at the dinner were the leftovers you left to your chamber. Pep in your step and jolly as tomorrow you had the chance to find your potential husband and you couldn't have asked for anything more.

❦

With a sharp eye, the god of love crouched himself on the edge of your balcony. His footing firm as he peered into your dark corridors. After mingling with the common people a few of the men who left you gifts were able to point out which side of the castle belonged to the much-rumored maiden. After slipping into the three rooms belonging to your sisters seeing rather average looking faces, he knew this room had to belong to you.

Peering into the dark room, he kicked off his sandals so that his step would be light. His bow positioned and arrow drawn he entered, the smell of roses, lilacs, and peaches surrounding him. His nose loving the scent, with light steps, he inched closer to your bed. His eyes looking at your sleeping form, a burning oil lamp not doing you justice but it was more than enough for the young god to pause and admire the beauty before him. You plump lips, sheer robes doing your silhouette justice, your hair spawled into your sheets. He loved the look of you.

He understood why so many men flocked to you. He himself would have been guilty had he been mortal. He rested his bow, arrow still in place. His eyes taking you in before he sealed your fate. Your form turning as you let out a small gasp in your sleep. Your sudden movement startling the young god and tip of his arrow grazes his thigh as he struggles to take aim. He bites his lip as he knew how clumsy he had just been. He had just changed everything. "I-I'm so d-daft." He huffed as he stumbled out of your room, back to the balcony.

His arrows where special, he was the god of love and so his arrows when shot at a person the wounded would fall in love with the first person they see. Normally that was the case, except this time Hyerin was planning to send a beast come morning to sneak into your chambers and thus cause you to become enamored with the creature.

However, due to his own clumsiness, he cut himself with his own arrow and the first person he saw was you. His heart and soul egging him to crawl into your bed, his stomach filled with dread at the thought of having to tell his mother of his failure. Collecting his sandals he ascended to the heavens. His heart told him to return back to you and his morale plundered as he only thought of the punishment he could receive.

Heading back to his mother's temple he knew from the second he set foot in her temple that she knew the news. Her dish with water reflecting him. Alan by her side as she sneers at him. "God of love shoot those arrows every day and never misses a shot but when the time comes you miss?" She hisses, looking at the gash on his thigh. "Not even the gods can undo that mistake. However, I can handle this. That girl..." she looks at her window, the glossy water dish displaying your sleeping form, "is cursed to marry a beast, that beast is you, my son. "

Jungkook furrowed his brow, "I'm no beast mother."

"That's something she doesn't know, I will visit her father tonight in his dreams and tell him my terms. From what Alan's little birds have sung, seems like tomorrow she was said to find a suitor? Well, come morning her father will be taking her down to the shore to hand her off the "beast" otherwise I will curse that entire wretched kingdom. Once she is brought to your home you will not be able to visit her at all during the day only at night. She will be doomed to never the face of her husband." Hyerin's words harsh and cold, her glare dark as she glared at her son. "Go rot in your pleasure house with that hooligan god of wine." She scowled.

Jungkook huffed but he knew better than to spar words with his mother grabbing his arrows and bow he trudges off to his palace. He ought to prepare for his new arrival.

A harsh thud against the entry to your corridor caused you to stir. Heart beating fast, gripping your sheets, "Grab your things you are leaving this place before you cause the demise of us all!!"

Your heart sank as you recognized the voice of your father. "Father?!" Your voice shaky as he stormed into your corridor, in his hand a brown sack as his guards gathered your things tossing them into the giant woven bag. Your father's eyes holding a glossy sheen as he watched his guards storm your room, your heart sinking. "Father what's happening?!"

"I need to send you away." He pulled you close, his hand atop your head. "I had a dream last night."

Your tears racing down your cheek, confused, "Dream about what?"

He huffed, trying his hardest to stay composed, "Hyerin came to me in my dreams last night enraged, she cursed you to marry a beast and that that beast would be the cause of your death. She said to lead you down to the docks and there a messenger would take you if I refused she would curse the town." His voice broken as the guards pulled you from his arms. "You must leave my daughter."

Your heart sinking, trying your hardest to make a fuss you just couldn't bring it out of you. If was as if your body and your soul had given up on you. "Father don't let them take me!!" You cried, arms reaching out to your father in a vain attempt for him to pull you back but he turned his head. Betrayal, and hurt filled your being, your fuss and resolve dying down as guard hauled you and your belongings down to the docks.

The breeze crisp as you were left at the far end of the docks. That way no one recognizes you the guards left you draped in a dark hooded robe, your sack in your hands. You stood on the docks, the guards ordered to retrieve you if you ran. The wait for the messenger began. Temperature by the dock dropping as the winds grew harsher coming from the west. An elusive figure making its way in your direction, the closer the figure got to you the more you could make out its godly appearance and handsome features.

His hair a striking blonde, his robes a deep crimson and his lips full and plump. A gust of wind surrounding his as his wispy hair framed his face. "You must be the maiden I'm said to travel with."

You gave a shy nod. "Where am I going? Who are you? Are you my husband?" You looked up at the handsome man.

He chuckled as he lifted you into his arms, the wind carrying the two of you over the bay's waters. "The goddess Hyerin would be called Hyerin the merciful and she made you my bride." He smiled at you as he carefully kept you raped in your robes to keep you warm. "I'm Jimin, god of the West Wind. A little shocked you didn't recognize me." He pouted as he carried you.

Your cheeks heating, a sense a dread in your stomach knowing that this handsome man wasn't the fated you were doomed. Your eyes glossing over the deity whom held you. "Hyerin can be quite the petty goddess, she's so jealous I wonder how her betrothed handles her." Jimin joked.

You gave a nod, not really one for small talk in your situation. All that flooded your mind was how ill of fate you were doomed.

❦

He let out sign as he sipped on wine, the god of said drink at his side, as once more he was brought to a pleasure house. "Taehyung you do know that I'm being married?"

Taehyung gave a nod, "To the mortal woman who is fated to endure the wrath of your mother's jealousy? The whole heavens know Guk."

Jungkook gave a sigh, "I feel bad for the girl."

Taehyung caressed the thighs of the water nymph who sat on his lap. "Why? It's not like you are a bad match at least you aren't that west wind god Jimin, he would sleep with a different woman every day before returning to her chambers to consummate the marriage. Besides you aren't a beast like she expects."

Jungkook bit his lip, "Yes, I'm no beast but it's not like she'll know that. I can't see her in the day and I can only play with and spend time with her in the cover of night. That's no marriage."

Taehyung took a sip from his clay cup, "You love her after seeing her once, she might learn to love a "beast", you are the god of love and if I learned anything these past thousand years it's that love always finds a way." The drunkard gave him a smile, his hands on the thighs of the water nymph.

Jungkook feeling a bit better about the situation, "Well said, but when will you find a wife? I'm sure you don't plan on wedding a nymph."

Taehyung chuckled, "I have my eyes on wine, for now, my friend."

Jungkook have his arm a light swat as he laughed, "Very well, I have to head back and make sure everything is prepared for my wife."

Taehyung smiled as he looked up at his friend, "I hope everything works out, in the end, Guk, everyone even the god of love deserves a happy end don't you think?"

Jungkook stretched as he slid on his sandals, "I think the god of love is someone who deserves a happy end the most. After all, I make sure everyone else has theirs, I deserve mine."

Taehyung chuckled as he walked off with his nymph, "Well said, my friend!!"

"This is where I leave you pretty maiden." Jimin sighs, "The journey was enjoyable." He chuckled before jumping back into his gust of wind. Leaving you at the gates of a large palace, it was the most inviting palace you've seen and you felt conflicted knocking on its gates.

After two knocks the gates opened to reveal no one standing there. Your brows furrowing, "Does the beast live here?"

A welcoming and light voice belonging to a female answered you, "He does, please enter mistress."

Your step was timid as you followed the voice as it led you through the courtyards of a splendorous garden. "Why can't I see you?" Your voice showing your worry.

"We are invisible nymphs mistress, here to serve you and the master. You are to meet him at night in the cover of the dark and during the day you are to not see him." The female voice responded as you were led to an open bath in the garden. It's water littered with rose and lilacs petals just like the one from your home. "We ran you a bath mistress, disrobe please, we must have you in the best conditions for the master."

A blush across your cheeks as you let your robes drop, invisible hands taking your hair down from its updo. Slipping into the hot water you watched with awe as rags and buckets seemed to move on their own. With deep breaths, you began to relax. "After your bath, we will serve you dinner and show you around the palace mistress. Master will return home come night to consummate the marriage."

Your cheeks reddening and stomach filling with dread. "Is your master nice?"

The soothing voice responding, "For a "Beast" he is splendid mistress."

That response eased the nerves. Your eyes trailing up the sky, not a cloud in sight and the breeze made the trees swoon. "Mistress?"

"Yes?"

"Your bath is finished, please stand so I can dry you."

Giving the invisible nymph a nod, you stood, plush and dry cloths where held to your skin. Gentle touches and swipes drying while another wrapped your hair. "What is your name?" You asked.

"Ari mistress." The light voice responded.

"Thank you Ari."

"It's my job mistress."

You smiled, "Of course."

Once dry, rose robes were presented to you with gold trimming. The silk was so soft that being the daughter of a king you were shocked at such extravagant clothing. "F-For a beast he is well off don't you say?" Your brows furrowed and cheek red.

Ari's voice light and a bit comical, "Yes, he is a "beast", but he has taste mistress."

Your brows furrowing, the servants at this palace had some knowledge about the beast that they weren't telling you. "Does the beast have a name?"

Ari paused, knowing that telling you Jungkook's name would give him away she went for the next best option. "Yes, ..his name is Guk."

Your lips slightly pouted as you followed Ari's voice to the dining hall where a spread was set and served for you. "Guk?"

"Yes, mistress, the master's name is Guk."

"Such an odd name." You commented as you took a seat looking at the spread of chicken and greens that lay on your tray.

"He is a "Beast" I doubt his mother put much thought into the name he was given."

You nodded as you continued to eat, "Very true Ari." Taking a sip of wine you looked up at the setting sun. "What is there for me to do during the day?"

"The master has brought many scrolls, paints, games, and animals for you to pass the time mistress, fabrics included if you are fond of weaving."

"That's so thoughtful." Your voice showing your gratitude.

"The master is very thoughtful." Ari giggled. The sky darkening. "Once you are done eating mistress it will be time to take you to your chambers."

You gave a nod, wondering what was so beastly about your husband when he put in so much effort to receive you. Finishing dinner, you let Ari lead you to your chambers, it's walls lit with candles, a bed covered with furs and silks, next to the bed a tray of water with cotton squares, next to it wine, and fruits. "This is where I leave you, mistress, the master will be here soon."

Cheeks red you took a seat on the bed. Its plush mattress filled with the finest of feathers, its warmth engulfing you. Senses heightened as you waited for the arrival of your husband. A gust of wind entering from the balcony of the room, the gust warm and carrying a scent of timber, the gust strong enough to put out each burning fire in the room leaving it pitch black.

"G-Guk?" You whimpered, a bit frightened.

"Yes lovely?" A deep calming voice responded.

Your fists gripping the fur of the blankets, "Why is it I can't see you?"

He gave off a light chuckle, one that calmed your nerves, "Why would you want to lay eyes on a beast?" You could hear the unclasping of the gold clamps on his robes. The ping of them hitting the tiled floor of the room. He was undressing. Teeth nibbling your bottom lip. "You are my husband, shouldn't I see you?"

You could feel the edge of the bed sink as an added weight made it pivot. "There will be a time for that lovely, just not today." His voice soft, a warm hand caressing your cheeks. Your hands sliding over his, you expected fur, scales, or claws, but instead, you felt soft skin and trimmed nails. The hands of a man. Curiosity taking over as you rested your hand against him, finding the bare chest and muscle belonging to a fit man, your hand traveling his torso searching for anything that could have warranted this man being called a beast, instead your hand came into contact with a protruding, thick and well-endowed member. A squeak escaping you.

He let out a chuckle, "Sorry about that lovely, your beauty has an effect on me." His voice deeper as leaned closer to you, his shadowy figure more noticeable as your eyes adjusted to the dark. Your breathing heavier as you felt his lips connect to yours. His skilled mouth claiming your innocent one. His warm hands disrobing you with fluid movements, his lips not leaving yours once. He let out soft grunts and groans as the kiss blossomed into something more intimate. His tongue prodding into your mouth, breathy groans and gentle caresses, his wet muscle tangled with yours. His tongue reining a dominance over yours, he claimed your wet cavern as his.

Your hands continuing to roam his body, feeling nothing but flesh and muscles, that of a man. Your soft moans filling the room as he lay claim to your mouth, his large hands spreading your legs, gentle caresses to your thighs as his mouth began its journey down your body. His lips feathering down your neck, his teeth lightly grazing and nipping at the soft flesh. His hands gently massaging into the supple skin of your inner thigh.

“May I touch you love?" His voice groggy as he huffs, your panting echoing throughout the room.

"Y-Yes." Your whimpers were airy as he uses the tip of his fingers to gently prod at your clit, having never touched yourself there before the feeling was electrifying, his fingertips circling the bud before giving it a gentle flick. He gave a groan of pleasure as he felt a shudder from you. Your breathy heavy and a wetness started to gloss his finger.

"Do you know what this is called love?" He grunts, his voice a tad deeper as he tapped on your clit.

"N-no" You whined, back arched and nipples erect as he flicked and pinched your poor bud.

"Shame such a beauty doesn't know how to please herself, but no worries love. I'm here to teach you." He chuckled as he let his finger dip to your slit, a soft squelch as he did so. Had there been lights your cheeks would've been set crimson. You could feel a burn in the apples of your cheek and two fingers gently pushed into you. Your sensitive bundle of nerves attacked by the pad of his thumb as it worked in circular motions. Your hands fisting the sheets and he kept your legs spread. "I'll be teaching you a lot of new things love." He chuckled, a finger slipping into your virgin walls, the stretch tolerable as he gently pumped into your wetness.

"A-ahh, y-you're good at this." Your whine breathy and your thighs trembling as he had his waist between them. His one finger becoming two as he slows his pace for you to get used to the added width.

"I'd like to think I'm good at this love, mind letting me know once we are finished?" He chuckled, your giggles in unison with him, his fingers increasing pace, the tips of them starting to curl as they started to search for that special spot in you. Your back arching and his fingers delving into your core, your soft pants soft encouragement as he finds the special spot he was looking for when you give a small yelp, your thighs closing around him only to have him spread you once more. "Keep your legs open darling, closing them makes it harder for me to touch you." He chuckles, his soft lips planting a soft kiss in the mound of your breasts, his tongue giving a gentle lick to your nipple before he added a third finger.

The stretch accompanied with a light sting as he slowly thrusts his fingers deeper into your core. "S-Shall I stop?" He asks, his voice husky as he tries to retain his self-control, having been with experienced nymphs for all that he can remember your innocence struck a fire in him that he had a hard time taming.

Your walls tightening around his fingers, your hands gently clawing at his chest, your breaths ragged, "N-No, I can take it."

He found you endearing, his lips connecting to yours he continued to pump his fingers into you, soon the stings were forgotten as he curled his fingers just the way you liked. Your lips pressed against his with confidence as you pushed his fingers away gently, your timidness disappearing as you found his throbbing shaft and led him to your core. "You're that eager my dear?" He chuckled, feeling the bed pivot as he uses his hands to support his weight, your hands leading his crown to your slit, your confidence vibrant but your knowledge of what to do next not as vibrant,

"W-What do I..?" Your whimpers quiet but he heard.

Planting a kiss on the lobe of your year his deep voice vibrating against the sensitive flesh. "Line me up with your opening Love." You have a nod, your heart hammering and his tongue lapping at your lobe wasn't calming your heart. Lining him with your opening, "N-Next?" You whimpered.

"Gently push me in Love, just a tad bit I'll take over from there." He feathered his kisses down your neck and collar bone. He could feel you nod as his tip pierced your walls. His crown giving your core a stretch, your gasp and whimpers ringing in his ears as your hands tangled in his hair. "Shhh." He nosed your cheek, slowly he sank himself further into your core, a tightness squeezing him, his control spread thinly as he tried to maintain still for your, your thighs wrapped around him the deeper he sank into you. Your hips reaching his, his mouth on yours to distract from the ache between your legs. The kiss welcomed.

His tongue once again caressing yours while doing so he gently bucked his hips, a moan escaping from you was the only signal he needed to know that it was okay to move. With his hands intertwined with yours, his mouth gently nipping as yours he pulled out only to sink into your warmth once more. His strokes long and deep and yours moans breathy and euphoric as he aimed his thrust towards your special bundle of nerves. Your soft mewls and whimpers increasing as his pace did, his mouth feather kisses along your neck and chin. His thumb rubbing your hand as he pressed you deeper into the bed.

His soft grunts in your ear, his cheek against yours, frivolous heat between your hips, and a bond sprouting between the two of you. "Taking me so well." His voice was guttural as he began to thrust with more force the bed starting to creak under the two of you.

"S-So big." You whimpered, back arching as he ran the pad of his thumb over your clit, with soft tugs and pinches his thrusts jetting into your core, your gasps short and high as you felt an unknown but not unwelcomed heat in your abdomen. "D-Don't stop!"

You felt the heat, his ministrations continuing and increasing as he let out a chuckle, "Of course Love." He let out a groan, as he thrust himself into you deeper and harder, the new edge to his thrusts throwing you into bliss. Your back arched, toes curled, and hands tangled in his lock your walls enveloping his shaft. "G-Guk!!!" Your cries loud and filled with pleasure.

"S-Shh L-Love." He growled as he continued to thrust himself into your core only to pin your legs back, and slam into you. His control gone as he slammed his hips into as vigorously as he needed, your hands clawing down his back as your head thrown back, your cries bouncing off the walls, his groans accompanying them. Hips stuttering, his shaft buried in you he filled your heat, his head thrown back, his hand giving your nipple a gentle pinch as he collapsed next to you. His strong arms found their way around your hips, his chin finding it's place in the crook of your neck. "How was it, Love?"

Your lower half having a dull ache but the bliss and warmth you felt made up for it, pulling the silks up to cover the both you, your chin nuzzled into his chest "It was lovely Guk."

Jungkook kissed the tops your head, a frown stretching his lips, he couldn't tell you his name nor could he show you his face in such a precious moment like this. It ate him from within.

Come morning his side of the bed of was empty. Your lips pursed as you gave a pout. You knew he had to leave as that was told to you the very moment you came however after the previous night you wanted nothing more than to lay on the chest of your husband the "Beast." You hadn't known what he looked he looked like but last night proved you hadn't the need to see his face for a special bond to form. The sun's light piercing you through the balcony, next to your pillow lay roses, your heart fluttering as he left them before he departed.

Steps light you jumped from the bed. Hips heavy as they reminded you of last nights activities, a soft pattering entering your corridors. "Ari?" You called out.

"Yes, Mistress?" A soft voice responded.

"Why are you here so early?"

Ari gave a giggle, "It's midday Mistress and it's time for me to draw you a bath before you dine."

Your cheeks crimson. "Oh, Hush."

"I assume the master treated you last night?" Ari asked as the water began to fill the bath.

Rose and lilacs seeming to float themselves into the bath even though you knew that wasn't the case. Slipping into the bath Ari began to gently wash you. "Guk was lovely, I wish I could just get a glimpse of his face.." You pouted, "His stature and body seemed so fit I'm baffled as of to why he's considered a beast. Have you any idea Ari?"

Ari shook her head, "Heaven's knows.." she mumbled, trying her hardest not to give Jungkook away.

You nodded, and gave a sigh, "I can't wait to see him again."

Ari giggled, "You will tonight, the master left you gifts before he left."

"He did?"

Ari scrubbed and washed you, "Yes, he did some of the finest robes and paints I've seen. He said he didn't want you to be bored while he was away."

"How in heaven's did I get so blessed to have him?" Your heart fluttering as Ari dried your body. You were still puzzled as to why he was called a beast. Getting dressed you followed Ari's steps as she led you to the dining hall, there next to the breakfast lay the most lavish robes you had ever laid eyes upon, for more lavish than your father had given you and your father was a king. Next to the robes, were sandals, jewels, parchments, and exquisite paints.

A warm heat in your cheeks as you ate your figs and cheese spread, small pieces of chicken cooked and laid on your tray, Ari's invisible hands leading the food to your lips. The other nymphs carrying your gifts to your corridor, leaving the parchment and paints for when you finish eating.

❦

The god of love once again perched in his lounge, Taehyung next to him once again two nymphs on his lap. Jungkook's eyes to himself, his lip ensnared between his teeth as he thought about the previous night.

"How was consummating the marriage?" The drunkard asks, a spared jug of his wine as his side, it'ts top tightly sealed.

Jungkook's eyes blinking at the drunk god, "It went fairly well, I wish it could've occurred where she could see me.."

Taehyung gave a sigh, "Maybe it won't always be like this, she thinks she's married to a beast maybe this is what is best?"

The god of love gave a growl, "I'm not a beast though, I just want my wife to see my face, I want her to hold my face, lay on my chest.."

"Let her see then.." Taehyung muttered.

"And risk my mother punishing her?" Jungkook spat, "My mother would condemn her.."

Taehyung nudged the jug full of wine towards Jungkook, "Not even the god of love can have the one he desires, isn't the irony sickening?"

Jungkook rolled his eyes as he grabbed the jug of wine and took a swing, a warm buzzing in his gut from its taste. "My mother won't be able to pull her scheme off forever.."

Taehyung nodded, "Either way it's an unpleasant situation, drink up friend I know you'll return to her tonight at least you have that."

Jungkook nodded, "I wish I could share her bed the entire night before having to flee before morning's light."

Taehyung took a swig himself, "You are the god of love fate lives in you. I'm sure your mother's petty grudge may bore her soon."

"I hope so." Jungkook gave a defeated sigh as he took one last sip from the jugs sweet neck.

Using what was left of the sun's light, your brush strokes light against the parchment. An outline etched with your brush, eyes squinted as you lightly bit your lip, your breath held as you drew an outline of a man's back to the best of your abilities, wisping a head full of hair, outlining his spine, back and all the muscles your hands touched the night before. Your brush decorating the background with roses and lilacs the same type he left for you. You painted a man. You painted your husband, having expected a beast, you were given something else entirely and you were glad. Guk had taught you so much you felt this was the only way you could repay him.

The sun's light too dim, you let out a sigh, the painting was in it's beginning stages as the relationship you had with Guk, mumbling a prayer to the gods you hoped the painting would turn out beautiful in the end. Covering it with a cloth so Guk wouldn't see and slipping it behind your robes in your corridor you returned to your bed, popping grapes into your mouth sipping on nectar freshly squeezed from figs.

The candle's in the room dimming and going out a breeze entered the room, your thighs tingling as the room dimmed. "Guk?"

"Yes, Love?" A deep voice responded you felt the bed pivot and a warm hand journey up your thigh.

Your stomach tingling with excitement, "Thank you for the roses this morning."

He gave a chuckle, "You can expect that and more Love, did you like the gifts I left you?"

"Very much." You giggled, pulling him close, you could his robes over his chest, your nimble fingers stripping him of them.

"You seemed to have missed me." He chuckled, letting you disrobe him, your head resting on the hot flesh of his chest.

"I did. It's lonely here during the day." Your finger tracing over his muscular chest, his finger twirling your locks.

"I'm sorry about that Love." He pouted, his hand unclasping your robe, your hot chest pressing against his as the two you cuddled under the silk sheets.

"Do you think I can visit my family, my father?" Your lips pressing chase kisses on the small of his neck.

"Your father?"

"As far as they know I'm dead and I'm really close to my father, do you think I can visit him, let him know I'm doing just wonderful?" Your voice was curious as you tested the waters with your new husband.

His lips pursed, his fingers still twirling in your hair. "I can give you an escort to take you over tomorrow for the afternoon, then return come sunset?" He offered, willing to allow you to leave only if he was certain you'd return to him.

You gave a happy chime, "Sounds lovely, I can't wait to see my father." Your arms around Guk's neck, your lips nuzzling his jaw.

Jungkook gave a relieved sigh, he nosed your cheek as his hands traveled down to your bum, giving it a gentle pinch and tap. "Now that, that is settled.." He began only to be cut off by your lips connecting to his. His eyes widening with surprise but he was quick to reciprocate your advances.

You coyly pulled away, "I- I want to learn how to pleasure you."

Jungkook's heart hammering in his chest when he heard those words leave your lips. "Pleasure me? W-what brought this up lovely?" He asked as he felt you straddle his lap.

"I want to learn how to make you feel good.." Your lips pecking his check, "Teach me?"

"Alright." He replied his chest starting to heave at the idea, "Get on your knees Love."

Bed pivoting under your weight as you did what he told you to your hands brushing over his abdomen, his length stuff as it twitched at the brush of your hand.

"Go on, grab it, Love." Your face heated, your hands wrapped around his length. He gave a light hiss, "Not so tight." Your grip loosening slightly, "That's it, move your hands up and down for me." You did as he said, your hand pumping him, wrist lightly flicking as your hand traveled from his base to his tip. Your core throbbing as you did so. "Suck the tip for me."

"S-Suck?" You gave a curious response, never hearing of such a thing. The idea seeming so intimate, your cheeks hot.

"Yes Love, it's okay, you can suck it, be mindful of your teeth." A new coiling forming in the pit of your stomach as you gently lapped at his throbbing tip, the taste foreign but not unwelcomed, hand at work and your eyes lidded as your timid licks turned into languid sucks. You weren't the most graceful, your jaw and cheeks getting glossed your tongue wrapped around his twitching crown, his shaft throbbing as you tasted him. His fingers tugging your locks, the soft ache on your scalp ignored as you focused on the way he felt in your wet tavern.

"T-That's it, ahhh" He groaned, his hips gently meeting your head as you began to bob, your mouth taking him deeper and deeper as your hands retreated to the base of his shaft. "You're doing so good, s-so so good, your mouth is o-ouuh ahhh." He growled as your hands found themselves fondling his balls, your head bobbing taking him past your mouth to the beginning of your throat. Your eyes pricked with tears but your ears craved the praise you heard him ooze.

You felt powerful and satisfied the ache in your scalp and jaw log forget as you continued to bob your head, picking up your pace, tongue lapping at the underside of his shaft. There your wet muscle twirled around a protruding vein, this caused him to twitch, his moans louder. 'I-I'm close!!" Head bobbing more, your hips stuttering as he loses himself in your mouth. Your core throbbing with pleasure, dripping wetness running down your thigh as you clenched around nothing. "A-Ahhh!!" Hips stuttering, a hot pool filling your mouth, his taste pleasant, not exactly knowing what to do with his release you swallowed. Coiling in your stomach, your walls clenching around nothing the feeling euphoric as more wetness pooled down your thighs. You came.

His hands leaving for hair to cup your core, your slick coating his fingers. "You're soaked." He chuckled. Your mouth leaving his member, heat in your cheeks as your arms wrapped around his neck, his hand still between your legs. Chests pressed together, your lips molding into his has gently spread your legs, his fore, and middle finger delving into your slick mound. His fingers curling as they gave you relief. With your orgasm keeping you in a euphoric state his ministrations sent a shockwave through your body.

Lips escaping his, your chest heaving you let him continue to attack the buddle your sensitive spot. Head resting on his chest, eyes heavy as his fingers continued their dirty work. He pleasured you to sleep.

Come morning your husband once again had left his side of the bed vacant. A frown on your face as you missed his warmth. However, such feelings were quickly forgotten when you remember today you'd be returning home for a visit with your father. A gentle knock came from the entrance of our corridors. "Yes?"

"Mistress the master gave us instructions to get you dressed for a visit?" Ari chimed.

Your stomach filled with excitement, "That's correct!"

"Then let's start with getting you dressed shall we?"

You gave a nod as you rose from your bed, already in the nude as Ari went to your wardrobe pulling out the finest, jaded, silk robe you had at your disposal. With it the most luxurious gold sandals and accessories. "Em braid her hair."

"Yes, Ari." Em chimed as you felt fingers gather your hair before giving it a comb through, fresh flowers on a tray nearby as the nymph by the name of Em began to weave the freshly cut flowers into your hair.

Ari's invisible presence got your dressed, her hands fastened the clasp of the silk robe, next she tied the sandals around your smooth legs. "Which perfume shall we use Mistress?" Ari asked while holding out a tray of scented oils.

Your eyes glossed over the tray trying your best to decide on a fragrance. One smelled of timber, the same smell Guk had the night he met you. Grabbing the oil you placed a generous amount on your arms, neck, and temples. After a bit of pampering to your face, Ari and Em led you down to the docks where once again you found yourself face to face with the god of the West Wind, Jimin.

"On my, you are twice as beautiful from when I last laid my eyes on you." He gave you a small bow and flirtatious smirk as he opened his arms.

"And you all the bolder." You walked closer to the winded god, his fluffy blonde locks and royal blue robes stood out from his sunkissed skin and muscular build, his lips crimson as they pulled into a smirk, his hands pulling you close, and he held and lifted you into his arms.

"Shouldn't we be on our way?" He chuckled.

"I'd like it if we were."

"It's whatever you like lovely." He chuckled as he began, gusts of wind carrying the two of you over the large sea that separate you from your old home. Nuzzled into the chest of the winded god he couldn't help but chuckle. "That "beast" of yours is immensely lucky to have you. Had you not been promised to him I would've taken you for myself." He commented as he leaned his mouth close to the lobe of your ear. Even with the crispness of the winds surrounding your his hot breath against the shell of your ear gave you shivers.

Your cheeks cherry as you decided it would be best to ignore the casanova god as you had no rebuttal to his bold confessions. Your eyes widening and a pit of excitement grew in you as just over the horizon you could see your old home, your father's palace. Reaching the shore Jimin sat you down on the very docks he took you from. "I'll be back at sunset as promised, meet me right here lovely."

You gave a frantic nod as your hands fisted your robes, with eager feet you began an exhausting trek up the trails to your old home. Grubbling about the walk. Coming to the steps of your old home, the guards held up their spears before lowering them once seeing your face. "Mistress?!" They shouted bewildered, eyes wide as if having seen a ghost.

"May I enter my home?" You gave a nod, in good health and covered in the wealth of your husband.

"You should be dead?!" One of the guards exclaimed.

"It's not your place to make that assumption, now let me enter my home." You gave a snarky reply, the guards caught by surprise but with a curt nod and signal to those managing the entrance the gates of your old home opened. Upon entering all the servants in the garden froze. Their eyes bore into your, gasps and whispers filled the garden. A few servants having run off to bring either your sisters or your father you'd assume. Head held high with narrowed eyes you walked through the garden to the dining hall where you were greeted with the displeased faced of your sisters.

Their eyes laced with envy and hatred. "Green isn't a color that suits you sister." Mina scorned as she turned her nose as your luxurious jaded robes.

You took a look at the robes you had, giving smirk. "You're right the color may not be the most flattering on me but it suits you rather well sister."

Mina, Do Ae and Suni quickly circles you, Suni's hand running over your gold crest that held your robes in place. 'When that beast kills you I'll be sure to collect whatever it is he gave you. He may be a beast but he has taste."

Do Ae giggled, as she poked at the flowers in your hair, "You'd look great in funeral garb dear sister." She gave a snide comment. Before you had the chance to reply you were cut off.

"Dear is that you?!" Your father called out as he rushed over, your sisters stepping aside as he pulled you into an embrace. His form shakey, his hand cupping your cheeks, "Let me have a look at you!" His eyes frantic as he checked you for any wounds or bruises. "H-How is it you are here?!"

"My husband let me return for the evening." You gave a smile as your father looked at the robes you worse, such fabrics fit for a goddess he looked puzzled.

"Husband? You are married to a beast aren't you?" He asked, his arm around you as he led you to the dining hall, where you saw your old servant Mel setting out a tray of figs, he looked well fed and carried for just as you wished him to be. Meeting his eyes he gave you the warmest of smiles which you returned.

"He is a beast, however, I haven't seen him." You responded as you took a seat with your father, your sisters in the room as well, quiet as ever they listened.

"How is it you haven't seen him?" Your father raised a brow.

"That's because he doesn't wish me to. He comes and talks to me in the cover of night and during the day he is gone from sight, every day he leaves me gifts, robes, flowers, paints, fabrics, rare delights..." You spoke.

Your sisters smacking their lips and hissing as they heard of pampered you were at your new home.

"But in my dream.." he began, "the goddess Hyerin told me that he would be the cause of your death.." He sighed, the sadness heavy in his voice.

Your eyes traveling to the floor. "He's treated me with nothing but kindness even if he is a beast."

Your father shook his head, "Don't be fooled, my daughter." He waved Mel over and whispered into his ear words you couldn't decipher, "As much I'd love to be devoted and follow the will of the gods, seeing you here now has changed my mind."

Your brows furrowed as you looked up at your father, Mel returning with a wrapped cloth, he set it on your lap. Unraveling the cloth was a dagger. Your gaze hard as your father spoke once more. A sense of dread filling your being. "His kindness is fake, the beast doesn't love you. Tonight when you return to your palace, hide this dagger and keep an oil lamp nearby."

"F-Father but why?!" You shouted

Your father gave you a stern look, "Listen to me, once the beast is sleep take this dagger and cut his throat. Kill him before he kills you and then flee that palace and return to here and I shall send you into hiding."

Your hands shaking around the dagger, a sense of fear, and pain filled your heart, as you looked out at the clearing to see an orange sky. The sun was setting. Your father's eyes following your gaze. "I take it that it must be time for your return?" His large hands took the dagger carefully from your hands and he wrapped it in its cloth. "Take it with you and do as I told you. Between you and the beast I'd rather see my daughter thrive than a beast."

Your mind blank as you carried the wrapped weapon with you to the docks where once again stood the fair-headed god in his royal blue robes. "A parting gift?" he asked.

Snapping from your trance. "Yes."

Jimin chuckled, "Your father is very kind I see." His arms open for you once more. You were a bit shakey as the god carried you into his arms, the crisp winds surrounding the two of you as he carried you back over the sea. A salty taste in the ear, and the threat of tears from the sting. Jimin chuckled once more, "The salt does sting the eyes, makes the tears bitter."

You felt dread and pain, your tears weren't from the salty breeze but if imin believed they were you weren't going to correct him. Reaching the docks of your new home, eyes puffy with the clothed weapon held to your chest you gave the winded god a nod of thanks and quiet goodbye as your feet dragged you back to your palace. Time ticking as the sun retreated further and further west. Upon entering the gates of your home, Ari was quick to make herself known. "How was visiting your family Mistress?"

You gave a shy giggle, "It was lovely." You lied through your teeth and hope it was confusing.

"Did they feed you or would you like me to prepare something? Would you like me to draw you a bath Mistress?" Ari chimed. She hadn't seemed to notice a change in you.

"Oh no, I'm fine take the rest of the night off Ari." You ordered as you slipped into your corridors. Ari hummed her response as you heard her feet panter off. Carefully you slipped the dagger under your pillow as you set one of your oil lamps nearby, slipping out of your robes your hair still decorated, hands busy taking your hair down as the lights went out? "Guk?"

"Yes, my love?" His voice pleased as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, your back sinking into his chest.

"Where do you go during the day?" Your voice soft and a bit shaky, you could hear his robes hit the floor and his hands roam your thighs as he plastered your neck with chaste kisses.

"I visit a friend's and help him sort matters out?" His hands cupping your breasts, a soft moans escaping your lips.

"W-What kind of matters?"

He chuckled, "He has problems with drinking too much." His hands slipping down to your slicked mound. "Goodness, So wet and I've barely touched you." He growled as he pressed you against the bed, your face and stomach pushed into the sheets as he raised your hips.

"Y-You make me like this.." You whimpered.

"I'd be hurt if anyone else did." He growled as he traced a finger over your wet slick, his fingers gently pinching and flicking your sensitive nub. "For last night, I thought it I should return the favor. Would you like that love?"

Your hands fisted your sheets, your chest heaving. "Y-yes please!"

Jungkook licked his lips, "Mhm, Very well Love." He spread your thighs and gave your bum a smack. A squeak escaped your lips. Both of his hands keeping you spread for him as his tongue tentatively lapped at your folds. The feeling new and welcomed as your back arched and your mound pressed itself against the flat of his tongue.

His breathes ragged, as he moved his head from side to side, his tongue and lips ravenous as he tastes you. The tip of his wet muscle flicked your rose bud as the flat of his tongue spread your folds. His growled muffled as he sucked on your bundle of nerves, a cry escaping you as your fisted the sheets, knuckles white, and body trembling. "You taste so sweet!" He growled his voice low and rugged.

His sucking harder as his finger traced your folds but avoided your opening leaving your core twitching with anticipation. "G-Guk!!" Your mewls only encouraging the "Beast" to continue his ministrations. His sucking faster, his tongue dipping into your core, tongue lathering your walls and his hands keeping a firm grip as your ass he forced it open. Hips pressing against him, his tongue abusing that special place inside you, his breathing heavy. A familiar coiling underway in your abdomen.

Your lips bruising your lips and tears pricking your eyes as you gifted him your pleasure. "S-So sweet!! I wish I could taste you like this always." He growled as he lapped up the slick that ran down your thighs, his lips glossed. He was satisfied. A dull pain coming from his hard member but he brushed it off as he climbed into bed with you. His tip poking your side.

"You're going to sleep like that?" You giggled, your hand wrapping around his tip, giving it a few languid pumps.

"I planned to but if you insist hold your hand right there for me love." He gave you directions with a soft voice as he began to move his hips, his member sliding in and out of your hand. In and out. Your cheeks heated as he continued to lose himself in the palms of your hand. It wasn't long before he spilled himself in your hand, his hand taking yours as he lifted it to your lips. "Open up love."

Your mouth opens at his command and your tongue laps at his arousal. The taste a tad bit salty but you didn't mind that in the slightest, once you had finished he pulled you into a sloppy but heated kiss, the flavors of the two of you mixing into a lewd cocktail. Chests heaving and exhausted the two of you slipped into slumber. Well he did, you were wide awake as you thought about what your father had told you.

The fear for your life and the love you felt tore you to bits. Apporximently an hour passed till you heard the soft snores and slow breathing of your husband. Heart hammering your chest you hand ventured under your pillow. After a quiet struggle to free the dagger from the cloth you carefully slid the dagger down to your slide. Your other hand fumbling to find the oil lamp you set nearby.

The snores of your husband drowned out as all you could hear was the thunderous thumping of your heart in your ears. Carefully turning on the lap, dagger gripped tightly in your other hand, you shined the light on the body of your beloved. His body godly and sunkissed, his muscles lean, and his skin unblemished, his member causing you to blush as you looked at its pink crown and pronounced veins. The light shining on his face you were greeted with a full head of silky black hair, rosy lips and a handsome face. A face so handsome it made him ... godly. His chest rose and felt as slept, his hands large and well cared for, not a single callous.

You were in awe at the sight before you. Your husband was no beast, he was the finest man you ever met. The lamp which you had held in a tilt hovered over his sleeping form. WHich you learned was a mistaked as a drop of boiling oil splattered onto his chest. Your husband's eyes opening with terror as he spotted you with a dagger in your hand.

"W-What are you doing?! Do you have any idea what you just did?!" He shouted as he leaped from the bed, his robes sloppily draped around him as he jumped from the balcony window. His heart ached, and he felt betrayed as he ran from the palace, he knew he would face the wrath from his mother as would you, but now all trust he had in you disappeared. He felt betrayed.

Your eyes were wide with shock and your body filled with dread at the realization of what you just did.

Come morning there wasn't a gift let for you. You knew better than to expect one but the absence of one made the events of last night all the more real for you. He really fled and you had no idea where he went. As per usual Ari entered your corridors asking to draw you a bath.

"Mistress? Did you hear me?" Ari asked in a concerned tone.

"I-I did." You answered dejectedly. "Ari, yesterday I made a mistake with Guk, I did something I shouldn't have."

Ari paused, "What would that be Mistress?"

"After visiting my father's he warned me that the "beast" would kill me as the goddess Hyerin told him in his dream. Thus he gave me a dagger and told me to slit his throat in the night. I was hesitant but took the dagger and last night when Guk was asleep I used an oil lamp, the dagger in my hand and I shone the light on him and saw the most beautiful man, not a beast. However, oil from the lap dropped onto Guk and he woke and saw the dagger in my hand and fled and now I have no idea where he is, I do want to apologize and make things right. Ari please if you aren't upset with me is there any way you can help me fix this?"

Ari gasped but remained calmed as she did her best to empathize with you. "Mistress, I suppose this does require some explaining. Your husband was never a beast, he is the god of love, Eros, or as you would know him as Jungkook." Your mouth agape as she continued her explanation. "He is the son of the Goddess of Beauty, Hyerin, and thus she heard of how your father let you be worshiped as a god even though you were a mortal and this was beyond unacceptable in the eyes of Hyerin thus she arranged for Jungkook to use his arrows of love to make you fall in love with beast, but he failed and accidentally let his arrow graze his thigh and thus now he became enamored with you. Knowing very well the power of those arrows Hyerin came to your father and fabricated the tale of the beast as you were then going to marry Jungkook under the impression of him being a beast. Hence why you weren't allowed to see him during the day. But now that rule has been broken and Hyerin will be furious, as of Jungkook's whereabouts I can't be certain. But your old home and here is no longer safe." Ari sighed before continuing.

"Please head to the temple of the goddess Celestia and ask to be her subject for the time being, under her protection you'll be safe from the clutches of Hyerin, grab your things and go, I'll take you there but with urgency no time for questions!!!" Ari ordered as she ushered you to grab your things. Breakfast and the bath long forgotten and she once again grabbed a sack and filled it with your items.

You were silent as Ari's invisible force dragged you through the woods and trails of the palace, following the winds for what seemed like hours the two of your arrived at a temple, with white doves guarding its gates.

"Who goes there?" One dove spoke with an unearthly, female voice.

"The wife of Eros!"

The dove asked, "What would the wife of Eros have to do with Celestia the goddess of purity?"

"She wishes to become a subject!" Ari responded

The dove laughed, "She has already been bedded how can she devote herself to Celestia now?"

Ari stood her ground, "The temple of Celestia is a haven for all women not only virgins, now open your gates."

"Open the gates." A deep, mature voice cut off the dove. There on the other side stood the goddess Celestia draped in white and gold. Her robes were loose and modest, and her hair kept braided atop her head. "Wife of Jungkook what business do you have at my temple?"

"I-I wish to reside here and do whatever work I can while I sort out issues with my husband."

Celestia furrowed a brow, "I assume this had to do with his vain and childish mother Hyerin?"

You gave a nod, not knowing the proper way to respond to that.

"Enter child, this temple is a safe haven for all women, Especially those victim to Hyerin. Virgin or not." Celestia welcomed you with open arms. "You may stay here but you will work caring for my flock, tending to the garden and scribing shall be your daily tasks till I tell you otherwise."

"Yes My Goddess." You responded with a sniffle, thankful for her kindness yet pitiful for your situation.

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Jungkook gave a sigh once more as he sipped Taehyung's wine. "S-She saw me."

Taehyung looked at the brokenhearted god, "It was only a matter of time till she got curious about what her husband looked like. If I was her and had a man like you bed me every night I'd want to see his face too."

Jungkook growled, "Would you be holding a knife to me as you gandered?"

Taehyung took a sip of his wine. "Don't be too hasty you can only be killed by another god and she isn't that. But if I recall properly she visited her father earlier that day?"

"What of it?!" Jungkook snapped.

"Her father from what I know is very fond of his daughter, even this drunkard god had heard the rumors of King Hansols favorite daughter. Then in the dead of night Hyerin appears to him and tells him his favorite daughter is to marry a beast and then be killed by that same beast. After sending his daughter away, sending her to "die", she returns at his front gates in good health, knowing that, that same night she was to return to a beast." Taehyung explained, "Would you send her back with a blessing or a dagger to slay the "creature" who may be the cause of her death?" Taehyung asked as he took another sip from his chalice.

Jungkook pondered, "But my wife, she knows I wouldn't dare."

"Jungkook's she's under the assumption you are beast who may kill her, and not only that she just met her father who I assume his word means a great deal to her. I'm not trying to say her actions were right, but there is a reason for them."

Jungkookm sighed as he knew Taehyung may be a drunkard but his logic and senses never led him astray. "She still betrayed me."

"She did."

"I don't know where she is." He sighed

"I'd give it time, and send out familiars too look for her, you can borrow my sparrows to accompany your finches in looking for her." Taehyung nodded.

"Thank you Tae," Jungkook nodded as there was a bud of hope in his chest. Later that night he sent out the birds.

Months had passed since you seen Jungkook, yet not a day passed that you hadn't thought about him. Your once delicate hands now calloused from work in the garden, work for the flock, and work copying texts for Celestia. However, under her protection, you learned a great deal of wisdom and matured drastically. Celestia being someone you harbored a great deal of respect for and owe lots to.

Once again you were in the garden tending to the roses. Each time you looked at the roses you thought back to the roses Jungkook used to leave on your pillow. Not a day passed where you didn't miss him. Your eyes glancing up to seen a group of Sparrows and finches perched as you worked. They gave small chirps to you while you work. Their soft chips encouragement to you as you carefully planted more roses into the garden. The flock of them flying off as Celestia approached you. "I Have a proposal for you. "

"That is?"

Celestia looked at you before looking at the directions the birds flew. "I think it's time you leave me and head to the temple of Hyerin."

You froze and looked up at Celestia, "H-Hyerin's temple?!"

Celestia looked at your, bending down her gentle hands over yours, "I know how it sounds but go there with a sincere, and modest attitude and apologize to her and tell her you wish to earn forgiveness for your crimes against her. Hyerin is childish so don't expect a warm welcome, expect pretty behavior but do apologize. Getting in her good graces is the only way to get your beloved back so the two of you can live in peace. I thought about this a great deal and you are mortal, you don't have time to waste before your youth fades." Celestia spoke with love as she pushed a strand a hard behind your ear. "Go child."

You nodded, once again you gathered your things in a sack and followed one of Celestia's doves to the temple of Hyerin, with timid steps the dove left you at the entrance. Along the way, you gathered figs to offer the goddess as you entered her temple. There inside you saw the most beautiful woman perked with confidence on her alter. "Look who we have here, my son's beloved wife. Looking like a commoner." she laughed.

You bowed to her setting the figs on her alter. "I'm here to apologize for the sin's I've committed against you and your son. I wish to earn my forgiveness."

Hyering huffed, "You've humiliated me..." She began before smirking, "But I suppose I can give you one last chance to prove yourself." Her hand raising as she pointed behind her, "Follow the hall behind me and you will come across a garden, in the garden, there's a shed full if spices, move the spices from the shed and separate them in the garden. Have this task done by supper and I shall give you another task. Fail and I send you away and all hopes of forgiveness and reconcile with my son will be tarnished." Her grin Cheshire as she looked down on you. "Get going each second is crucial for this task."

Quickly you sprung to your feet and headed to the garden. Locating the shed, opening it's doors there were indeed spices. Tons of spices, all of them mixed, a task that would take even the best of sorters months if they worked day and night. The task cruel and meticulous. Hyerin clearly had no intentions of forgiving you. However, you quickly moved the crates of mixed spices to the garden, your sorting beginning.

Unbeknownst to you, there were a pair of eyes watching you from the other side of the garden. Jungkook thought he was dreaming as he saw you in the garden, his body filled with rage at the task his mother had given you. Not one to feed into her pettiness, he saw ant mounds in the garden an idea coming to mind. With a snap of his fingers, the ants left their mounds and filled over to you.

Your eyes widening as the ants covered the spices, your brows furrowed as you watched the millions of them sort through the spices for you. A job that couldn't be done, now looking hopeful as your six-legged helpers had you finish the task in no time. Jungkook knew to flee the scene as soon as the task was finished, sending the ants back to their mounds.

Task completed you ran back to Hyerin, giving her a bow. "Task Completed My Goddess." You gave a humble nod to her showing her your work. Her face red and lips pursed, she glared at you and then to Alan, "Alan take these and prepare for dinner." She spat.

Her eyes on you as she had you follow her back to her alter. A box in her hand. "Head down to the River Sticks, enter the underworld and ask the goddess An for a bit of her beauty, I feel mine withering. You froze but nodded. Knowing the gravity of this task.

Leaving the temple you ran into the winded god who appeared to be paying the goddess of beauty a visit. "Darling?" Jimin asked with surprise.

"Jimin?"

"It's been a while, are you headed somewhere?"

You gave a nod. "T-The River Sticks, Hyerin gave me a task."

Jimin gave a growl as he knew of her Hyerin's pettiness but having witnessed it first hand made him sick. "Let me take you there."

You knew better to refuse as you had no idea where the River lay. Jimin whistled and before him came a songbird, after whispering to the bird it flew off. "Well now that, that's set come with me." Jimin asked as he once again opened his arms. This time you willingly ran into them, clutching the box Hyerin had given you.

The crisp winds causing you to shiver as the two of you traveled farther and farther from the likes of people and deeper and deeper into the wilderness. Then the two of you came to a dim and dark part of the forests, the trees withered and the earth dead. The roaring River Sticks lay before you. "You do know about the River Sticks darling?" Jimin asked.

You nodded, "Only gods and the dead can pass.."

"That's correct and you are neither." he sighed.

"I know but I'm determined to complete this task." You responded sternly as you clutched the box Hyerin gave you.

Jimin glared at you, "Darling tell me you don't plan to.." His eyes wide.

You shook your head, opening the box you hid the very dagger you once held up to Jungkook taking it you jabbed it into your stomach, keeping it ledged there as you clutched the box, you began to wade through the river, turning its blue waters red.

"You fool!!!" Jimin yelled as he waded in after you, doing his bed he pulled the dagger from your gut. Your eyes losing their color as Jimin looked to the sky frantically. He may be a god but he wasn't one with the power to heal. His hands pressed over you wound he tried his best to keep you from bleeding out. Your hand grasping his arm, your grips tight, knuckles white. "J-Jimin, I have.." You coughed, "I have to complete this task for Jungkook!!" The pain nothing to you as you glared up at the sky, seeing it blue hue fade as Jimin's voice began to fade.

A finch flying over Jimin's head, landing next to you. Your eyes were dark, your body weak. Jungkook changing from his finch form, in his mouth he held a herb, ushering Jimin's hands from your gut he placed the herb on your wound. His movement was frantic as he yelled.

"What's wrong with you!? He shouted as he healed you. "Fool! Fool! Fool!" He shouted. "I fell for a fool!!" He growled as he healed you the best he could. Sending Jimin away he pulled your lip form into his lap as he waited for you to come too.

The pain was gone and your mind was hazy as you came to. The night sky greeted your eyes as you opened then. "Don't you ever do that again you fool!!" Jungkook shouted as he cupped your face, his eye pricked with tears.

Your lips pursed, 'I-I couldn't cross the river otherwise!" You weakly responded.

Jungkook shook his head, "I don't care... Never again do you hear me?! You aren't immortal your life is nothing to toy with." He glanced over at the box, taking the dagger he held it to his hair snipping off a chunk, "Hold this and cross with it, you have to be a god or dead to cross but having a part of a god is an exception not many know about."

You took the hair, grabbing the hair, "T-Thank you."

Jungkook grabbed the herb he used to heal you, "Take this it will put Yoongi's three-headed mutt to sleep so you can pass without trouble, just tear the leaf and let the fragrance fill the air. He also gave you a coin. Give this to the boatsmen, he will provide you safe passing to An."

"Thank You Jungkook." You sniffled, the ebony haired god pulled you into a kiss.

"I'll be waiting right here for your return. Please do as I say, one mistake and you'll be dead, and then never be able to leave the underworld."

"I will." You nodded taking the hair, you waded across the river with the coin, box, herbs, and hair. Reaching the other side, you followed the trail which led to the gates of the underworld and sure enough, there was a giant three-headed canine there, the beast growled and lunged for you. Frantic you broke the leaf and the aroma was quick to put the snarling beast to sleep, clutching the box you passed the beast and were greeted at a docking station, there in the dock. A single boat.

"Have you a coin?" a gruff voice asked.

You gave a nod handing him the coin, He skeleton of a man looking at it. "This coin provides you passage to the gods and back. " With that, he gave a nod and cleared the boat for you. "Enter." He stated, entering the boat you kept a close eye on the man as he steered the small boat across the glowing lake. He took you down a small strait which ended at another docking station. there he tired the boat while extending a bony hand to you. "Follow that trail and you will meet the master and mistress."

"T-Thank you." You nodded.

"I shall wait here for your return." He gave a gruff reply. You gave him a nod before following the trail, there at the end of the trail, the drake caved rounded off into a dark and eerie temple. There at the end of the temple, the altar, seated there was once again a beautiful goddess draped in rose robes that contrasted greatly from the black temple. Next to her with ebony hair and pale skin was a handsome god draped in black robes.

"G-Goddess An?"

"Come forth child." She spoke, "Who sent you?"

"Goddess Hyerin, I am a helper of hers and she sent me here to ask if you have beauty to spare for her?" You asked while holding out the box to her.

The goddess laughed, "It was about time I expected a messenger from her." She held out her hand for the box. Quickly you handed the box to her. The goddess held the box up to her lips. She gave a gentle blow into the box before returning it to you. "Keep the box sealed and do not open it no matter what." The goddess spoke. You gave a nod.

"Thank you, My goddess."

Goddess An gave a giggle and nod. Once again you trekked down the trail and were greeted with the bony man who led you there. "You are heading back to the gates?"

"Yes." You nodded, and with that, the man once again steered the boat towards the first set of docks you were met with. Upon arrival you quickly sped past the sleeping beast, wading your way across the river where Jungkook pulled you into his arms.

"Did you get it?" He asked, as he prodded and checked you.

"Yes, I did." You smiled, happy to be in his embrace once more.

"Let's head back." He smiled.

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Having returned from the underworld Jungkook was furious and at his wits end with his mother's pettiness. Knowing what her true intentions were when he heard that his mother sent you, a mortal to the underworld made him sick. And after consulting with Taehyung, Celestia, The Goddess An, Jimin and among others he took his worries to the Heavens, to see Namjoon. The god who ruled them all.

"Get dressed." Jungkook chuckled as he set out a luxurious robe for you. "Today I'm taking you somewhere no mortal has been."

Your brows furrowed but did as he asked. "Where?"

"You'll see." And with that, he grabs you in his arms as he made his way to Heaven's he and many other gods made their way to the heaven's today. Your eyes wide, a palace of gold stood before you, it's gates swinging open for Jungkook as he arrived.

There he walked you through a golden garden, till you came face to face with a number of different gods. Your mouth agape and eyes wide, there before you was Celestia, Taehyung the god of wine, Jimin of the West Wind, The Goddess An & Yoongi God of the Underworld, Hoseok God of Fire, Seokjin God of the Forest, Yugyeom God of War, Jun God of the Arts, the list could go on. Lastly across from you stood Hyerin goddess of beauty looking shameful as she stood before Namjoon, god of Air and God of them all.

"Hyerin, it appears to me that for one petty crime this mortal indirectly committed against you, you repaid her back tenfold, and even schemed to unfairly end her life? A life that is not yours to take? That alone is committing a crime against Yoongi, and his three servants, Mey, Lin, and Rin." Namjoon spoke sternly as he spoke loud for each god to hear.

Hyerin had no words.

Namjoon continued, "You do realize you are a goddess, and thus you have immense power a mortal doesn't yet you resort to torturing one. Is that the way of a goddess? Not only at the expense of this Mortal but at the expense of many gods here?"

Hyerin was still silent as she knew there was no justification for her actions and that if she had any dignity she wouldn't dare try to justify herself.

Namjoon turned to you, "You are married to Jungkook?"

"Y-yes."

"Is the marriage consummated?" he asked

"Y-Yes?"

Namjoon then turned to Jungkook, "Do you intend for her to bare you a child?"

"I do," Jungkook stated loud and clear, his glare throwing spiteful daggers at Hyerin.

Namjoon nodded, "This mortal had been wronged by one of our own and one day will bare us a new god or goddess. Gods of the Heaven's what measures shall we take?" Namjoon spoke to the entirety of the gods there.

Jimin stepped forward. "Make her one of us."

Your eyes widened.

Taehyung chiming in next, "I second that."

"I've seen the type of person she is and I can say she'll make a fine goddess," Celestia spoke.

Jungkook stepped forward, "She will be the mother of a child of mind when the time comes and I would love for my children to be born from a goddess."

Hyerin's eyes filled with horror when a plethora of hums and chimes of agreement came from the gods and goddesses. Namjoon waved a hand to silence them. "If it is said then it shall be done." Namjoon motioned for you to come closer. Your timid feet led you to him. He filled his chalice with wine and held it to you. "Sip child."

With shaky hands you took a sip and returned the chalice, a glow excluded from you as you gazed at your hands, your calloused hands renewed, your skin soft and your body growing slightly, your chest growing slightly, hair thickening, bum rounding, your robes fitting you perfectly and you face having a glow.

The gods giving Jungkook whistles and howls as they watched you transform. Namjoon giving you a smile, he turned you around to face everyone, "She is wed to the god of passionate, erotic and long lasting love. Yet here is a goddess, reborn from her mortal form and from her character is fair to name her goddess of loyalty, determination, and rewards. Her determination and hard work against the unjust deemed her worthy of this title.

Once again you were back in the bed you shared with Jungkook, expect now the lamps were lit and his hands cupped your breasts as he thrust himself between your hips. His eyes looking into your, his hand pushing yours into the sheets. Last time the two of you lie together you tried to kill him, you were mortal and feared you were wedded to a beast. Now you were face to face with your husband the god of love and his gaze was dark as he slammed his length into you. His lips connecting to yours.

"J-Jungkook!!" You whimpered as he increased his pace, he no longer was as delicate as he used to be since you became a goddess he showed you just how erotic the god of love could be.

"Take all of it!!!" he growled as he slammed himself into you, your chest heaving as he gave your breasts a harsh smack.

He gave you a smirk and chaste kiss. "I love you, I love you, I love you." He grunted.

"I-I love you too!" You clenched around him whimpering. No longer had you needed to fear for your life, no longer had you needed to hide in the darkness. Now you could face your husband and he could face you. All the two of you ever wanted.

#jungkook x reader #smut #greek mythology #eros and psyche

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