#bts jungko

[jeo9n]

Majesty Pt 11 || JJK

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre : slow burn,angst,fluff,virgin reader,king jk,future smut

Warnings : they have a little fun in the shower

Wordcount : 5,525

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"jungkook, can you bring me a towel, please?" you call out to him from the shower.

you were in such a hurry to get into the shower earlier that you completely forgot to bring a towel with you.

you’ve been having these wet dreams about jungkook recently, almost every single day. you don’t know when they started and why you’re having them, all you know is that they keep leaving you all wet and sticky with an uncomfortable ache between your thighs.

you’re deep into your thoughts as you hear the door opening. jungkook comes in approaching you with the towel that you asked for in his hand. you quickly try to hide your naked body from his wandering eyes as much as you can as he comes closer to you. "why are you always hiding your body from me, huh?" he chuckles. "we’re married, y/n. you don’t need to hide from me - let me see." he says in a playful tone, trying to get a look of your naked wet body that your desperately trying to hide from him.

you can see a grin growing on his face.

you let out a little giggle in return. "then why haven’t i seen you naked yet?" you ask in the same playful tone, as you carefully reach out your hand to quickly take the towel from him, but he snatches it away from you, making you pout. "it’s unfair, you know…" you tell him, pulling your arm back in the shower. "if you see me naked, then i want to see you too." you tell him, hiding behind the door.

his eyes widen slightly before the smirk from earlier appears back on his face. "well, then what are we waiting for?" he asks, as he already starts to strip the clothes off his body.

"wait, no! i was just joking, jungkook." you try to quickly tell him, but he doesn’t listen. instead, he keeps on getting undressed. "nah." he shakes his head. "there’s no way of backing out of this now, y/n." he tells you while taking of his underwear.

you quickly cover your eyes with your hands, already feeling your cheeks getting red just from knowing he’s standing naked in front of you just outside of the shower.

he slowly opens the glass door of the shower before he steps in, now standing directly in front of your naked body.

"you can look at me, you know." he laughs.

you shake your head at him. "no i cant, jungkook, your naked." you say, taking a step back from him to create some space between your bodys. you can hear him laughing, as he takes a step closer to you. "that’s the point, y/n. you take showers naked." he tells you, reaching for you hands that are covering your eyes. he carefully takes your hands off of your face, keeping them in his warm hands. you keep your eyes closed though, not knowing if you should open them or not, you think about it for a while, should you open them? you wonder. you don’t want to, not trying to be disrespectful. but, you’re curious to see, curios to see what his muscular body looks like without the clothes. you’re eager so in the end, you end up opening them. i mean you have to, you want to get out of the shower, and if you want to get out of the shower safely and not slip and maybe break your neck, or even worse. you slowly start opening your eyes until they’re fully open, keeping your eyes on his though, not daring to look anywhere else.

your eyes are immediately met with his and he gives you a soft smile. "see that wasn’t so hard, now was it?" he asks, slightly tilting his head to the side.

you shake your head as you bite your lips, fighting the urge to not break the eye contact. he’s staring so deeply into your eyes that it makes your face heat up, your sure your face is the same color as a tomato right now, if not darker.

jungkook on the other hand is fighting for his life to not let his eyes wander around your delicate untouched body. he’s trying, he really is. but the way your heavy breathing make your breast move - it’s almost like they are asking him to look, but he doesn’t. for now. instead, his focus is back on your blushing face.

"why are you so shy, huh? - it’s not like we are strangers, we are married, y/n." he tries to make you loosen up a little, "we even sleep in the same bed and all that, so why are you still so shy?"

"that’s different, jungkook."

"what’s different?" he asks. "this! this is different." you tell him "yeah, we are married and we sleep in the same bed, but - but we haven’t seen each other naked before.." you say the last words almost in a whisper while breaking eye contact. you couldn’t look into his eyes anymore. ugh this is all so embarrassing.

"you’re right. but seeing each other naked would’ve happened at some point anyway, y/n. if that happened to be now or some other time, it doesn’t really make a difference." he says and he’s right! it really doesn’t make a difference, but you weren’t prepared for this, you thought that would’ve maybe happened in a maybe more romantic way, not in the shower while you were washing away the results of the dirty dream you had about him, but it’s too late now anyway. you cannot change that now, he is standing right here in front of you. "yeah, you’re right." you huff. he gives you an assuring smile when you look at him again which makes you feel better so you return it.

"i haven’t even looked anywhere else except for your eyes. if that makes you feel better - even though i really want to." he says, squeezing your wrists.

and it does make you kinda feel better "same." you smile. should you let him look? you wonder. what he said earlier was right, you going to see each other naked at some point anyway, so why not let him get a look now and get it over with. you bite your lip as you think, and the sight makes jungkook go crazy. all he wants to do is slam your body against the hard cold tiles and fuck you stupid. but once again, he fights back and holds still. "y-you.. you can look if you want?" you say suddenly which startles him, though it sounding more like a question.

"are you sure?" he asks, making sure he was hearing you right. you nod at him, still biting that damn lip of yours. "use you words, y/n. i need to hear you say it."

"if you want… then you can look" you say quickly

and he shakes his head.

"not if i want, y/n. do you want me to look?" he asks looking into your eyes to see if you really want this.

"….yes." you whisper.

and that’s all jungkook needed to hear. as soon as the words left your mouth his eyes wandered down your body. he looked you up and down with prying eyes, almost as if he discovering a woman’s body naked all over again. even though he has seen a numerous amount of naked women in his life. but for jungkook it felt like it was, your body wasn‘t even comparable to all the other woman he has seen before. your skin looked so smooth, your curves, your hips, your legs everything was perfect, so perfect that he couldn’t believe your were all his. your breast were sitting on your chest perfectly. - everything about you was so perfect he thought. so perfect and your were all his.

his bold staring made your body heat up and slowly the warm aching between your legs returned, never has a man looked at you in this way, never has a man even seen you naked before, and now here you are. it all happened so quick.

jungkook’s eyes kept admiring the art that was in front of him. his eyes slowly went down lower your body where his eyes stopped down at your pussy. you felt your cheeks heat up even more from him looking at your private part and embarrassingly you crossed your legs. to hide from his prying eyes and desperately trying to get some friction to ease the ache.

jungkook bit his lip, noticing what you were doing immediately. he took a deep breath trying to calm himself down, as all the blood in his body rushed to his cock. he just couldn’t take it anymore. he waited for this moment so long already. he needed to touch you, now.

"can i touch you - please let me touch you, y/n." he asks in a desperate voice. you‘re a little taken aback by his sudden question.

and you nod.

"say it." he say, breathing harshly. trying to control himself.

"you can touch me, jungkook." you tell him. being as desperate for him to touch you as he was.

and he wastes no time. his hands leave your wrists and they slowly start tracing up your arm, leaving you with goosebumps everywhere his skin touches yours. your eyes follow his hands every movement as they trace almost every part of your body. your body feels hot as you start getting flashbacks of the dream you had earlier and all you can think about is him, his lips, his touch, his scent, his naked body in front of you, it makes your head spin.

your deep in thoughts when he suddenly grabs your left boob and squeezes it. you gasp definitely not expecting him to do that.

he takes a sharp breath in. "fuck. i wanted to do that ever since i stepped foot in this fucking shower." he admits, now palming both of your boobs. you let out a soft whine as his warm hands continue to squeeze your breasts. you didn’t know something as simple like this would feel this good.

"fuck. let me hear that again." he tells you, looking at you with hooded eyes before they move down to your lips, still squeezing your breasts with his large hands. you let out a small moan, while squeezing your legs even tighter, desperately trying to create some friction.

jungkook let’s out a groan at the sight in front of him, your not making this any easier for him and his dick. his hands move from your breasts down to your hips, pulling you closer to him. your chest touches his and you both take in a deep breath at the contact.

his face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath against your lips.

suddenly he leans his head to the side, moving closer to your face. you lips slightly touch before jungkook finally kisses you. the butterfly’s in your tummy are going crazy and your head starts to spin. this is so different from that one kiss you’ve shared before. this once is way more intimate, way more emotions and way more desperate.

jungkooks hands move from your hips towards your ass, squeezing it so good it makes you moan into the kiss. your own hands wander around his body, touching him for the first time since he has joined you in the shower. jungkooks muscular chest feels hard against your hands as you explore every single part of it.

your hands move up his face cupping his cheeks to deepen the kiss before they move to the back of his neck, grabbing his hair, slightly pulling it, the action makes jungkook moan. and you swear the sound alone made you wetter than you’ve ever been.

"let me touch you, baby. let me make you feel good." he says, chasing your lips. not wanting to stop kissing you. your lips are so soft and he wonders what they would feel like around his dick. he thoughts are going crazy. all because of you.

he pushes you even closer to him wanting you too feel his hard dick, wanting you to feel what you’re doing to him. his hard dick touches your stomach and he whines at the contact. all he wants to is fuck your tight little hole until you cry out his name. "let me touch you like you touched yourself that one time in the library, baby." you only half listened to his words too focused on his dick rubbing against you to notice the words that just left his lips.

"touch me, jungkook. please." you whine desperately.

jungkook moves fast, his hands are on your pussy in no time. grabbing your pussy roughly, making you moan. "open your legs for me, baby." he whispers into your ear. you obey right away and open your legs for him. giving him access to your untouched pussy.

"good girl." he says, kissing your neck, which makes you shudder.

his fingers leave your private part to gently caress your hips, your bum, your inner thighs. so, so close to your pussy that it makes you crazy. his pointer finger grazes clit slightly and you think he’s finally about to touch you, but he doesn’t. he keeps tracing your thighs, ever so often leaving feather light on touches on that one spot where you want him to touch you the most.

he’s teasing you and he enjoys it. he enjoys the look on your face everytime you think he’s finally about touch you and finally make you feel good. he’s enjoying all of this.

you whine when you can’t take it anymore. "jungkook, please do something."

"so eager. aren’t you, baby. so eager to finally have something between your legs.“ he whispers softly into your ear.

you nod at his words and he smirks in responds. his fingers start tracing your pussy when he stops at your clit, where he slowly starts to rub circles on your bundle of nerves and that alone makes you moan. "you like that, don’t you?" he says with hooded eyes and a grin on his face. you quickly nod. "ugh yes." you answer him.

"fuck, your so beautiful, baby." he moans, moving down to your hole collecting your wetness before he moves back up to your clit picking up the speed. "you looked so hot that day at the library." he says, but you barely listen. how could you when he’s abusing your clit so deliciously. "i just couldn’t look away. i wanted to, i promise, y/n." he continues. "but seeing you there, legs spread, touching yourself, fuck! it’s like you wanted me to watch." he says, sliding his finger down your hole where he carefully starts pushing a finger in. the feeling of having something inside of you was weird at first , it was a weird feeling that you weren’t used to, but you did not try stop him. to eager for pleasure.

a little while after it started to feel good, so good you moaned out in pleasure as he continued abusing your tiny hole.

"you looked so pretty pleasuring yourself, how could i ever look away from that… i just couldn’t help it. you got me so hard that day, fuck - all i wanted to was to fuck you on that table, have you screaming my name, until that’s the only thing you know, but i knew i couldn’t do that. so i jerked off while watching you, like a fucking creep, imagining how your tight hole would feel squeezing my dick." he moans. "you don’t know hard i came that day, baby. just by thinking about it." he tells you, you let out a moan of his name in respond. he was making you feel so good. all you could focus on was the pleasure he’s giving you, it feels so good, but you want more.

"ugh, more, i need more, jungkook." you whine.

"you need more? want me to stretch out your little hole with my fingers, huh?" he says, pushing a second finger in, pumping his fingers in and out of you with so much speed. "oh, fuck!" you moan out in pleasure. the pleasure he’s giving you could not even be compared to the pleasure you have given yourself.

"jungkook, baby. ugh - feels so good." jungkook grins at that. you look so fucking hot like this, the way your breast bounce up and down by the movements of his hand. his head reaches forward, taking on of you breast into his mouth, sucking on it, while his other hand comes up and squeezes the other. he’s making you feel so so good, it doesn’t take long for you to feel the knot in your abdomen to start forming. "i - im gonna c-cum." you stuttered.

"yeah?" he asks, as he starts pump his finger even faster into you.

"let go, baby. let me hear you make those beautiful sounds." he says, rubbing his thumb on your clit.

that’s all you need to let go.

your pussy is clenching and cumming all over his fingers. jungkook kept pumping his fingers into you until you couldn’t take it anymore. "t-too much." you tell him and he grins, pushing his fingers into you a few more time before taking his fingers out of you, whine at the empty feeling. jungkook watches you as he takes his fingers into his mouth , tasting you while he hums at the taste. before he removes his fingers out of his mouth and points them to lips.

"open up, baby." he tells you. and you do as he says.

he sticks his fingers into your mouth. "taste yourself." he tells you. you close your lips around his fingers. he moans at the way you’re sucking at his fingers, as he feels his cock twitch. he was so focused on making you feel good that he totally forgot about his aching boner.

you follow his eyes down his cock, and you gasp at the sight or at the size, or both, you’re not sure. jungkook laughs at your reaction.

"what? never seen a dick before?" he asks with a chuckle as he removes his fingers out of your mouth. you shake your head as you can feel your cheeks heating up. - well, obviously you haven’t seen a dick before.

he starts giving his dick a few lazy strokes and he lets out a soft moan at the sensation it’s giving him. "let me help you." you say, as you reach out your hand, but he stops you before you could touch him. "you don’t have to. this was about you, about you feeling good, not me." he tells you, while still stroking his cock.

"are you sure?" you ask.

"yes. don’t worry about it."

"okay." you say, letting you shoulders fall.

he laughs at that. "come on, let’s get you cleaned up and get out of the shower. you can make me feel good another time." he says, kissing you one last time before he turns the shower back on.

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you’re currently in the dressing room trying on different dresses for tonight’s ball. the maids squeeze you into on dress after another, wanting to find you the best dress for tonight’s occasion.

it’s aramella‘s yearly ball that jungkooks holds every year at his palace. you’re really looking forward to it since this is your first ever ball. you’re curious to know how it’s been decorated, you’re curious to know how it will go, you’re curious to know how many people are coming and who is coming - even though you probably don’t know any of them. you’re curious to know how it will go. but you’re most excited about the food, knowing that maria probably cooked all kinds of delicious food. you’re just so excited.

you’re being pressed into what feels like the hundredth dress and you swear you can hear your rib cage cracking from how tight it’s been tied at your back. you can hear gasping behind you and all the maids claim that is the perfect dress for tonight when they step back to take a better look at you. you turn around to look at yourself in the mirror and you immediately agree to what they said. it is the perfect dress. it’s a light blue dress and it looks perfect on you. it matches your skin tone and your hair color well, it hugs your body perfectly and your happy with the maids choices.

"what do you think, your majesty?" the older maid standing by your side asks.

"i love it!" you smile, admiring yourself in the mirror. she claps excitingly in responds. "ah, great! im sure the king will love it just as much as you do."

"now let’s hurry up and get you out of it. we still have a much more to do, and you still need to take a bath and get yourself all ready for tonight." she tells you, already untying the strings at the back and you can finally breath again.

-

you took a nice hot bath and relaxed a bit before you started washing your body. you wanted to stay in the warm bath much longer, not wanting to get out and get greeted by the cold air.

the weather has gotten so much colder the last few weeks since winter started to approach and you hated nothing more than that. you did not like the cold, you did not like the rainy wet days, you did not like always having to dress warm so you wouldn’t catch a cold, you did not like not being able to sit out in sun and relax, you did not like anything about it. the only thing you enjoyed about was being able to lay in bed all cuddled up while wearing fuzzy socks and being cuddled against jungkook, but that was it.

you quickly got dressed into own of your gowns. you did not look for something nice to wear since you had to change again anyway. you were brushing you hair when jungkook came into the room.

"there you are." he says as he approaches you. "was looking for your pretty face everywhere." he admits, standing behind you, hands on your shoulders lightly massaging them. "why were you looking for me?" you ask as you relax against his touch.

he shrugs. "just wanted to see you." he tells you, looking at you through the mirror. you smile at him.

jungkook has been so nice to you lately, more than usual and it makes you happy. he used to be so cold to you, but these days that has changed. he leans down to kiss your neck, which creates goosebumps on your skin immediately it reminds you of that day in the shower everytime he touches you like this and you won’t admit it, but you secretly wish he would touch you like that again.

"are you excited for tonight?" he asks you, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck down to your exposed shoulder. "i am." you nod and look at him. you can feel him smiling against your skin. "i’m glad." he says, giving you one last kiss before he stands up straight. "i still have a few things to do, but i’ll see you tonight." is the last thing he says before giving you one last kiss before he makes his way towards the door.

"see you tonight." you smile.

-

you were on your way to the ball with jungkook by your side, holding his left forearm.

he‘s wearing a light blue suit that matches your dress. though his being a way lighter blue than yours, almost looking white if you weren’t looking closely enough. but you cannot forget the signature gold buttons that decorated the front of his suit. he’s looking extremely handsome tonight.

there were already a lot of people there you when both you and jungkook entered the ball. you weren’t expecting so many people to be here. i mean, you knew a lot of people would come, but not this many and it wasn’t even all of the guests yet. you felt a little overwhelmed.

jungkook did not leave your side once, standing close next to you the whole time. even when he was having various conversations with people, always staying by your side, rubbing small circles on the back of your hand with his thumb while you two hold hands or having his hand rest at your lower back, dangerously close to your ass.

it wasn’t until an older approached you, who introduced him as king of meldonia to you that jungkook had left your side. the older man has asked him to speak to him more privately, meaning jungkook had to leave you alone even though he really did not want to.

so here you were, left alone not knowing what to do once you were left alone. you hoped jungkook would came back to you soon and no one would come up to you and try to talk to you since you sucked at keeping conversations alive let alone with royal people.

but luck really wasn’t on your side today was it?

"y/n."

you turned around as a familiar voice called out your name. you were immediately greeted by seokjin, king of caspian as he was already standing in front of you.

he stood in front of you with an adoring smile decorating his face. "it’s a pleasure seeing you again miss, y/n." he says as he reaches out his hand to you.

"oh! hello." you greeted him as you layed your hand in his. him being the gentleman that he was, pulled both your hands to his face, where he gave a delicate kiss on the back of your hand which lasted a little bit too long for your liking.

you quickly took your hand back once he let go, maybe a little too quick judging by the look on his face. "i was not expecting to see you here tonight." you tell him, he gives you a soft chuckle at that.

"oh, really? how is that?" he asks amused.

"i don’t know - well, to be honest, i didn’t know who i could expect here tonight." you chuckle a nervously. "i mean, i barely know anyone here expect for you, your highness. i think you’re the only person that i actually know here, except for jungkook, of course." you nervously tell him, picking on your nails out of habit.

he laughs and takes a step closer to you. now only standing centimeters away from your body. which makes you slightly uncomfortable so you take a small step back, hoping he doesn’t notice it.

"i attend aramella’s ball every year, y/n." he chuckles. "of course you can not know this though, since you haven’t been here before. but it’s okay. it’s also okay that you don’t know anyone here, they are not important. you know me, i thinks that’s more than enough." he says, cocky tone to his voice.

you laugh uncomfortably not knowing what you should say in response.

"you have gotten so much prettier since the last time i’ve seen you." he say suddenly, taking a step closer to you again. "it’s a shame you’re a married woman." he tells you with wandering eyes. "if only i had gotten my hands on you first." he says, lightly caressing your arm.

you feel extremely uncomfortable right now.

you desperately wish for jungkook to come back. where the hell is he?

you just let out a uncomfortably chuckle.

"may i excuse myself? i am not feeling very well." you quickly come up with a lie.

"yes. of course. is everything alright?" seokjin asks you as his hand leaves your arm to come up to your forehead to check your temperature.

"yes!" you say almost a little to quick moving your head away from his hand. "i think i just to sit down for a bit and rest." you bow to him and turn around to get away from him as fast as possible.

you find yourself in one of the laundry rooms as your close the door behind yourself letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. that was a really weird encounter you had with king seokjin. what did he mean "if only i had gotten you first" he is such a creep.

your hear the door opening and your head turns so fast you swear you almost broke your neck. "oh my god! you scared me." you say with your hand on your chest as you see it was jungkook.

he chuckles. "sorry. i did not mean to - what are you doing here? i was looking for you." he asks you he as he closes the door and comes closer to you. "i don’t know." you sigh. "i just needed a little break."

he looks at you worried. "why? do you not like the ball? you were so excited for it."

"no! it is really nice. i- i just.."

"what is it?" he asks. "tell me."

you sigh. " i just had a really weird encounter with king seokjin, and it made really uncomfortable so i quickly made up a excuse so i could leave." you confess

jungkooks gaze hardens. "what did he do? did you he touch you, my love? cause is swear if he did i -" he stops himself from saying another word. not wanting to scare you away again.

you shake your head. "no." you say softly. "i mean, yes. he stroke my arm which i did not like, but it wasn’t that." you let out a breath.

"continue, y/n."

"he has said something really weird to me. if only he had gotten me first. what does he mean by that, jungkook?" you ask him looking up at him.

he clenches his fists looking away from you, into the dark window. "he must be mad!" he says angrily. "how dare he says something like this to my wife at my ball." he breathes sharply. "i will make sure he shall never speaks another word again." he rumbles in anger as he’s trying to leave but you stop him as you reach for his arm.

"jungkook, no. don’t." you tell him as he turns around to look at you. "don’t do anything. you don’t have to."

"y/n, he is not allowed to speak to you like that. you’re my wife. i will not allow that."

you sigh. "fine. go speak with him, but please do not do anything stupid. promise me!"

"i promise." he says through gritted teeth. you smile at giving him a hug, feeling his tensed body.

jungkook scares you when he’s like this. but you try not to show it.

-

jungkook called the ball off after what you have told him. he was mad at himself that he wasn’t there for you when seokjin approached you. he was at seokjin for speaking like that with his wife. he wanted to hurt him but he had promised you that he would do anything. i mean he could he hurt him behind your back and make sure you will never find out, but he won’t do that. he will go have a chat with him about it but he if he says something stupid he is not sure if he can control himself.

jungkook is getting distracted by you as you come out of the bathroom in nothing but a night gown, a really short one, so short he can almost see that your not wearing any underwear underneath. you know you chose the right choice of clothing when you him you see him eyeing you up and down.

"you look beautiful."

you smile. "thank you, you too." you confess as you go to lay down, but he catches you, sitting you down on his lap. you gasp in surprise.

"jungkook!" you slap him against his chest. "stop scaring me like that."

he laughs at you. he laughs sounds beautiful. like music to your ears. "i am sorry. i could not resist." he tells you, tucking a hair behind your ear.

"don’t let what seokjin said get to your head, okay? - he’s always been like that, a little weird." he laughs again and you join.

"i won’t. it just caught me a little off guard, the way he was acting and what he said. it was a little weird." you repeat and he laughs again. "yea.. come on let’s go to bed. it’s late." he says, picking you up and laying you down on the bed, hovering over you. he leans down to your ear. "the next time you’re not wearing underwear to bed, i won’t be able to control myself, darling." he whispers into your ear, making you gasp. he gets up from the bed with a smug grin on his face.

"im gonna go wash up and then i will join you in bed."

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i know i haven’t updated in a really long time and i’m not even sure if anyone will still read majesty but i hope you enjoy the new chapter anyway:)

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Prompt: “i didn’t do it. please, you have to believe me!” + distrust + the bedside of someone who doesn’t want you there

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Whoever said silence couldn’t be deadly was a liar.

Jungkook stares at you with accusation, round eyes now narrow. It makes your breath catch in your throat.

“I didn’t do it. Please, you have to believe me!” you exclaim.

Jungkook points down to the phone he had thrown on the bed.

“How can I when you’re the only one who has access to it?” he says.

Your eyes drift back to the phone. On the screen is a YouTube video of his now-released song. You recall how Jungkook was still working on it, trying to build his portfolio so he could pursue his dream job as an artist.

“I—I don’t know,” you meekly reply, tears pricking your eyes.

Jungkook snatches his phone and starts tapping his screen. You stand idly, hands fidgeting with each other as you try to think of what to say. You’ve never seen him so upset before.

“Jungko—“

“It’s fucking everywhere,” he huffs. “You must have had a party posting this on all these different platforms. Are you happy now?”

He finally looks up from his device. He’s furious, but if you look closely, you can see the hurt from betrayal too.

“Please, Kook,” you plead. “I didn’t do that. I don’t know how it got released. Believe me!”

“I want to—“

“Then do!” you almost shout desperately.

He shakes his head, more hair falling into his face. He stuffs his phone in his pocket and raises his arms to run his hands through his hair in frustration.

“I can’t!” he groans and spins to look away from you.

You reach out to touch his arm, but he turns and backs away. He looks at you in a way that makes you feel small.

“You don’t trust me?” you ask.

“I guess not,” he mutters.

Your chest feels tight with pain. Although you and Jungkook only started dating three months ago, you’ve known him for a year. A year of smiles and laughter and love. Now, it’s all crumbling down because of… You’re not sure. Your mind can’t function properly knowing he doesn’t trust you after all this time.

“I want you to leave,” he says before you reply.

“Jungkook, please,” you beg.

“No,” he says sternly. “No more trying to get me to believe you. It’s time for you to go.”

“Jung—“

“Enough, Yn.”

He storms out the door and comes back a moment later with your keys.

“I’ll pack your belongings and you can pick them up tomorrow,” he says and places your keys in your palm. He holds the bedroom door open and gestures out.

You stare at him, barely able to hold yourself up when all you want to do is fall to your knees and convince him you didn’t do it. You would never sabotage him or his career. You were rooting for his success.

Jungkook sighs.

“Don’t make me—“

“Okay,” you force out, not wanting to hear him finish his sentence. You will your legs to take one step, then another until you’re out his door without another word.

Your hands shake as you retrieve your phone and dial your friend and roommate.

“H-Hey, can you pick me up from Jung-Jungkook’s?” You hate how you can’t say his name without feeling your heart break.

“Oh, now? Did something happen,” Hyunji asks.

“Yeah, but I—I don’t wanna talk about it right now,” you say with a sniffle.

“Ah. Sorry, I can’t right now,” she replies. If she knows you’re crying, she doesn’t mention it.

Great. You’re stranded. 

“O-Okay,” you say.

The line goes dead quickly after. After a deep inhale, you make your way out of Jungkook’s apartment building while looking at the ride apps.

By the time you’re seated in your ride, your heart has become numb and your eyes swollen with tears. Your ride doesn’t say anything about your state and begins driving.

You gaze out, gaze glossing over your surroundings until something catches your eyes.

Hyunji’s car.

You watch as she turns into Jungkook’s apartment complex. Odd. She said she was busy.

Jungkook and his friends live in the same complex, so she could be visiting one of them. However, there’s a growing dread in your chest that’s hard to ignore.

You lean forward to speak to the driver.

“Sorry. I forgot something. Can you turn around?” You’re surprised to hear your voice stable when your body feels otherwise.

Maybe you’re just overthinking. Maybe you’re making an excuse to not leave.

But something in your gut says you’re about to get the answer you were searching for.

Who leaked Jungkook’s song?

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Hi hi,

I'm also having wine, Salud! Now that we've had some time to digest episode 6 of the Monuments doc (did you see it?) do you have any thoughts regarding the scene and set up inside Jimin’s kitchen? Did it strike you as odd that we got a scene there at all?? That JK was there? That they decided to set it up and that the scene became (or was set up to be) a moment to talk about Jimin’s depression as remarked by an unnamed 'friend'?

Hope you have a lovely night. 🌙

Oh! Cheers to you too!

I love a hearty glass of wine to unwind or an Old Fashioned. I wonder if anyone else is also drinking wine right now with us (it’s always after 5 somewhere right 😊)?

I did watch it! I admit I’m one of those that shares a family members’ account and so was able to watch all the episodes when they aired.

Jimin’s Place

I don’t really know how to feel about Jimin and Jungkook having a parts of the episode together at Jimin’s place. It did feel weird because Jimin in particular had until recently not shown use even the edges of his TV! Us loosing it over his billboard number 1 live and seeing a chair?! Then the live with his house tour?? I still don’t believe that was not a dream

All I can say is it’s Jimin’s place and if he allowed the cameras in, in 2022, when this was filmed then he was comfortable enough. He had confidence in the show showing what he felt comfortable with showing. Jin, Hobi, Jungkook & Yoongi didn’t show their places, so if he didn’t want to, I’m sure he wouldn’t have to.

What was the reason 🗣️

I kinda felt like the whole point of the show was to continue the mantra of Bangtan, that they love ARMY and they love each other, among other things.

I found it crazy sus that they showed the members as a whole unit and they showed them as individuals but the only two they showed in different setting was Jikook, not just cooking, drinking, talking and eating together but also making music together, with the parts of the recording of ‘Letter’ being shown.’

It was soo hard to ignore though!! They literally had Yoongi eating chicken alone, Namjoon cleaning his place alone, Tae chilling in his place and eating alone but Jikook cooking together, eating together, laughing together, being introspective and honest in front of each other.

What does it meeaaaannnn?!

The same way it’s being drummed into our heads that BTS love performing, love ARMY, love each other and are also individuals…I feel like it was also being drummed into our heads the reality of the closeness of Jikook?

That one can call the other over and they spend time together and do thing none group/work related. BUT that they also can rely on each other in anyway work related, including solo works. That there is nothing not accessible to each other when it comes to Jikook?

Jungkook has access to Jimin’s home, kitchen and also studio sessions during their solo careers, that Jimin can call on him and give him that access, that it’s mutual?

I mean we not only have this from the Monuments show, we have their companionship enlistment and the ‘coming soon’ Jimin & Jungkook show. It’s like neon signs on the closest duo in the group, at least to me. I LIVE! I LOVE IT! I can’t wait for more of it, however Jikook want to give it to us.

The ‘Friend’

In regards to the ‘friend’ that Jimin speaks about in his story, the one he had a little fight with, that he went to help move the next day and said he thought Jimin might be depressed. I personally don’t think it was Jungkook.

For me, it’s just because I don’t see the need to think that Jikook are each other’s only friends and only people they know. We know Jimin is a very loyal and loving friend. We know that he has friends that aren’t famous as well as those that are. Him not mentioning the name of his friend and just referring to them as ‘friend’ may not have been due to him ‘hiding in plain sight’ with Jungkook but more like just protecting the privacy of a non-celeb friend OR a celeb friend.

If Jimin wanted to say ‘Jungkookie and I were having a drink the other day and talking’ he could have, it would have been no different than him saying how Jungkook came to his hotel room several times day or night, multiple times on live and on the PTD DVDs. No different than him talking and drinking with Jungkook there in camera.

I do feel like Jungkook had heard the story before, but not because Jungkook was the friend in question, but because Jikook are close and talk to each other and Jimin would most likely have told Jungkook about this around the time it happened.

Thank you for the ask!🫶

💜

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any sub bts member fic you recommend?

I read fics about all the members but the only sub member fics I reqd are about Jungkook because it fits the best with him?? Like he's so babygirl. So I put some of my favorites (pegging is included!!) I'll update when I find more I've read!!

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going to be adding more as i read lol

feel free to recommend me some 🫂

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BTS Monuments: Beyond The Star

Episodio 8: Promise For Tomorrow

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Episodio 4: Desconectados Disconnected

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once you realize - chapter three

USERNAME CHANGE!! 

!!used to be kookie-off-his-kookie  but now it’s kooala!!

A/N: Hey guys! I’m glad you enjoyed my last chapter! Here is the third one and I really hope you enjoy reading as much as I loved writing it!

I also hope you guys will be happy to hear that it’ll turn out to be longer than expected so get ready for five, potentially six chapters! (: ✨

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Taehyung x his girlfriend Mina, Jaebeom!

Tags: best friend! Jungkook, idol verse, friends to lovers!

Genre:  angst, fluff, mutual pining, basically the cutest falling in love story

Wordcount: 3k

Warnings: language! flirting!

Parts: chapter one / chapter two / chapter three / chapter four / chapter five / chapter six / chapter seven

Summary: After the nightly confessions seemed to have put Jungkook into a much better mood, he felt like there was no harm in being a little more bold. 

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It had taken you a solid hour of laying in bed without moving an inch before you felt confident enough to leave your bed to get some water from the kitchen, maybe some toast if you felt brave.

“Don’t you look like a fresh spring morning.”, Mina laughed as she walked around the corner and spotted you sitting on a barstool, your head resting heavy on the cooling kitchen counter. The toast next to you, still untouched as the thought of food alone made you feel nauseous.

“I feel fucking splendid.”, you mumbled and only as you saw Taehyung cut the corner a few seconds after her, you sat up, looking at him confused. He waved to you, only dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, messy hair, maneuvering the pans and fridge as if he had done it a hundred times before. She could’ve at least mentioned he was here.

“So why did you drink that much? And how did things turn out with Jaebeom?”, she asked nosy, leaning her elbows on the counter and watched you. You shot a quick look to Tae who was making scrambled eggs in a pan and although the smell coming from the pan was tempting, you declined his offer to make you breakfast. It felt too risky.

Erm...,” you started the conversation, feeling a little uncomfortable with the new extra in the house “I actually don’t.. know.”, you mumbled. 

“What do you mean, you don’t know?”, Tae chuckled as he turned around with a plate of food, placing it down in front of Mina as he kissed her head softly and for a second you stared at them with an ugly jealousy raging inside of you. You didn’t want to be that jealous friend, but they seemed genuinely happy. 

“I just can’t remember. I had too much to drink – I don’t even know how I got home...”, you mumbled sheepishly and watched Mina grab your toast you hadn’t touched.

“Jungkook took you home.” The shocked expression you must’ve had on your face, made her suspicious and she rose an eyebrow.

“Oh please no.”, you mumbled and covered your face with your hand embarrassed. Out of all the people to see you in this state, you really didn’t want Jungkook to be the one taking care of you.

Taehyung showed up with a second plate, offering it to you one more time and as you declined again, the both of them disappeared down the hallway together into Mina’s room.

Looking at the empty hallway for a moment, hanging after your thoughts, you eventually gathered yourself up and headed to your room as well, grabbing your phone anxiously.

You: 정국아~! Jungkook: 네? You: Did you take me back to the dorm yesterday? I’m so sorry for causing inconveniences... Jungkook: Don’t worry about it ㅋㅋㅋ Jungkook: How are you feeling? Hungover? You: I feel awful. Jungkook: ㅋㅋ I can imagine! Want to grab some lunch? Jungkook: I said I’d bring you breakfast but I think it’s good you slept in ... You: I don’t know if it would be a waste. I can barely even smell food... Jungkook: I’ll make sure to eat the rest of it! I’ll eat all of it ㅋㅋ You: Okay I’ll do my best and get ready. Lunch is on me though!!! Jungkook: Perfect - let’s meet at the one from last time in an hour! See you soon ((:

It took a deep breath and a lot of will power to peel off of your bed to head into the shower. Although seeing Jungkook made you feel all giddy and excited, nothing could overlook how awful you still felt. 

Hoping for it to get better after the shower, you took your time to pamper yourself, taking your time to pick out some clothes, even if they were comfy and put on some make up just to make you feel somewhat human again.

The thing you were most thankful for at the moment wasn’t only the close friendship with everyone, it was also the fact that most of the promo was done. You finally had a little bit more lean way and although it wasn’t much, a day off like today was a day you could spend with your friends, especially Jungkook. It was rare that both of you were available at the same time and you wanted to take advantage of every second of it. He had always been a good friend and although it was never ‘easy’ to have a guy friend, Jungkook was very sensitive and caring and listened to you if you needed to talk about problems within your group of girl friends. He didn’t mind listening and giving advise which was one of his many  amazing qualities you appreciated so much about him. This made the fact that he took you home while you had been knock out drunk yesterday, even more terrifying. Especially in combination with your confusing feelings you’ve been dealing with lately.

“Oh look at her, there she is! Party-queen, our Soju princess, give it up for the number one beer drinker in Korea!” You could hear him yelling from down the street while clapping his hands, cheering a couple of times. 

Feeling the heat kick in, you put your hands on your cheeks and simply looked down to the floor, feeling absolutely embarrassed and terrified. All you could do now was pray that he would be decent enough to not exploit you right to your face today. 

You looked back up, watching him make his way down the street, doing a little dance and you couldn’t tell if your cheeks felt hot from the embarrassment, or the way he looked today.

Jungkook looked like he hopped right out of a cover shooting in his ripped jeans with a tucked in t-shirt and a loose, open button up on top of it, looking even more put together than usual. 

His fluffy hair was bouncing as he walked towards you and you couldn’t help but feel like you had to raise both of your hands and just slide them through his hair. “You know, there’s no need to be insecure about how cool I am. We can’t all be alike.”, you smirked as he walked up to you and you could see his bright smile, looking down at you. “Someone’s in a good mood. No headache?”, you asked and he shook his head, smiling brightly. “Not even a little. I am really good.” His dimples came out even more and he couldn’t stop the wide grin on his face as he opened the door for you to enter the restaurant first. “Thank you.”, you smiled and walked ahead, letting him go ahead though once you were inside since you quite enjoyed it when Jungkook was leading.

Both of you followed the lady guiding you to your seat and after taking off your coat and getting comfortable you saw him smiling at you suspiciously.

“Is there anything you want to tell me? Because I don’t know what happened last night, as embarrassed as I am to admit this.”, you mumbled after ordering your drinks and food and he rose his eyebrows, almost worried.

“Nothing? No memories at all?”, he asked, taking the drinks as they brought to the table and poured the small coke bottle into the glass for you. 

“I can’t remember how I got home, first off. I also have no idea what happened after we played that shot game. I think the last thing I remember is having a very deep Soju fueled conversation with Jimin. Who I believe is the reason the night ended the way it did, by the way.”, you mumbled, thanking him for pouring your drink and taking a sip then.

Jungkook watched you in amusement and chuckled a bit at your innocent behavior, considering yesterday wasn’t one of your innocent nights at all. He got to putting the beef on the grill immediately while listening to you and you simply watched him work his magic. 

“You had a conversation with Jimin, right. And then you had one with Jaebeom.”, he said and shot you a quick look to see if that sparked any memories and as you watched the meat sizzle on the grill, you remembered a couple of scenes of the night before.

“Oh god, I did sit next to Jaebeom...”, you mumbled quietly and put your hand over your mouth embarrassed since you remembered his hand around your hip. The worst part didn’t seem to be the hugging, it was the fact that absolutely everyone was there to witness it. 

“Yea...”, Jungkook simply stated, not interested in getting into that topic too much because he didn’t feel like dimming his happy mood after the conversation yesterday. 

He folded some meat and sides into a perilla leaf and held it over to you, offering. Bending in you took the bite and nodded thankful, covering your mouth while chewing.

“Why didn’t you say anything though? You’re my friend you’re supposed to protect me from dumb decisions, you know?”, you mumbled after chewing and chuckled. Jungkook didn’t seem too interested in the conversation and scooting a little bit on his chair, you could tell he was almost uncomfortable. He didn’t really reply to that comment and you just took a sip of your drink.

“What was I thinking though. Now I have to text him and tell him I’m not interested... Man this is so embarrassing.”, you mumbled quietly, dipping your pork into one of the sauces. 

“Oh you told him alright...”, Jungkook laughed low, looking over to you to watch your expression carefully. Dropping the meat from your chopsticks onto the table you looked at him shocked.

“What?”, you asked in shock. “What did I do?”, you mumbled, your voice lower as you picked the piece of meat back up to eat it. Jungkook took a big bite and you  could see that he seemed to thoroughly enjoy this conversation. “Well, do you want the long version? Or the short one.”, he smirked and took a sip of his coke.

You only stared at him and seemed to sink into your chair more and more, dreading the story that was about to come. With a worried expression, you nodded hesitantly.

“So, it started off with you sitting next to Jaebeom, right? And I mean it wasn’t bad but you seemed cozy. And then you walked off and so did I so I don’t know what happened in between, but when I returned with Yugyeom you were crying in the hallway with Jimin. I offered to take you home and as we were leaving JB walked after you and wanted to talk to you on the street – so I let you.”, he smirked and grabbed some of the radish. You listened to the crunchy sound it made while he was eating for a moment. 

“You let me? Oh goooood.” Closing your eyes you covered your face with your hand again. You couldn’t even get yourself to look at Jungkook because you felt so embarrassed for everything he had already mentioned.

“Yea and he did the whole ‘hey, let’s meet up sometime’ and you did the dramatic ‘I’m drunk and I like someone else, we can’t’ and then I walked you home.”, he laughed and you couldn‘t help but reach over to smack his arm once for the smug smile on his face. 

“I said I like someone else? God no...”, you mumbled, pushing your hair back nervous. 

“I can’t believe I did that. And I can’t believe I don’t even remember it! God this is so awkward I’m sorry you had to witness all of it.”, you mumbled with bright red cheeks and Jungkook only smiled at you with an understanding look on his face. 

Although he enjoyed the fact that you regretted all of it and from the conversation that had followed after he had taken you home, he knew that you weren’t going to end up dating Jaebeom, but seeing you like this made him feel guilty. He didn’t enjoy it when you suffered, no matter if it was a fun situation or not. 

“Don’t worry about it, noona. It sounds worse than it actually is, it was no big deal. He was okay with it and it’s not like you were so black out you couldn’t walk or talk. It’s all good.”, he smiled and you crossed your arms on the table, resting your head on it embarrassed. If there was a super power you’d like to take advantage of, it would be disappearing into thin air. Right now. 

Resting your chin on your palm for a moment you let your eyes trace over Jungkook’s face for a second, stopping at the little freckle on his lip and as you realized what you were doing, you turned your eyes back to the food on the table and started eating some radish quietly.

As you felt Jungkook ruffle through your hair for a second, you felt a warm tingle run down your back, followed by goosebumps. He ran his fingers through your hair again to tame the mess he had created and you had to take a couple of seconds longer to hide those red cheeks of yours. 

“Please tell me you’re just trying to mock me.”, you mumbled then as you sat back up to look at him. He seemed to have trouble keeping that smirk off his face.

“Oh I wish. And when I took you home you tried to take my hand and asked me to take off your pants because you couldn’t do it yourself.” He blurted out the last bit without even noticing and although he felt a little guilty for exposing you that way, he really was looking forward to your reaction when you heard. 

“How is that not bad?!”, you yelled way too loud and Jungkook turned his head to look around embarrassed, nodding excusing to the elderly couple next to you. 

“Because it’s no big deal, Y/N. It was only you and me, no one saw. You had a moment, I helped you take off your make up and... pants and then you got into bed and it’s all history. I’m not going to tell anyone and I’m the only one who saw. Don’t worry.” He smiled over and you still couldn’t help but feel the embarrassment linger between the two of you. 

“But you did say ‘I’m not asking you to grind on me, just take off my pants for god’s sake.’, or something along those lines. I may just dream of that.”, he joked and closed his eyes dreamy, forcing you to smack his arm one more time. With a bright laugh he rubbed his arm and shook his head.

“Won’t tell anyone, don’t worry.”

“You better not if I was only in underwear!”, you said and Jungkook couldn’t hold back his laughter now. He didn’t know why he enjoyed you being embarrassed about it so much but maybe it took away from the fact that he had in fact seen you only in your underwear and now he felt less bad about it once you knew. 

“I mean you did ask me to take off your pants so if anything, we’re only closer now.”, he smirked and you couldn’t help but start laughing as well, playing with the glass in your hand.

“What are you doing tonight?”, Jungkook asked after finishing absolutely everything that was left on the table within a matter of minutes. 

“Tonight? Nothing really. Probably listening to Tae and Mina making out.”, you chuckled and finished your drink while watching him pull out his wallet.

“How about you come over? A few people are coming over and we wanted to watch the new Avengers movie if you’re interested? Mina and Tae will be making out there for sure.”, he joked.

“But seriously, it will be fun. Also my schedule is going to be packed again so it would be nice to spend some more time together before I’m unable to.”, he smiled and looked over at you. 

“Naw, look at you being a cutie.”, you teased a little bit and Jungkook jolted his head a little to the side, noticeably embarrassed about the comment and with a crinkled nose, he tried to hide his pinks ears by going through his wallet.

“Think about it. I’d like to have you there.”, he smiled honest and got up, walking over to the cashier to pay for the meal. The gesture absolutely surprised you because usually the both of you pay for your own meals. There was a tingly feeling that started spreading out in your stomach while you were watching him pay for lunch and you couldn’t hide your smile as he returned.

“What?”, he smiled, handing you your coat as the two of you walked out. “Nothing. Thank you for paying, Jungkook.”, you smiled over and he shyly waved it off, following you outside onto the street.

“Right then, I’ll see you tonight?”, he asked, pushing his hands deep into his jeans-pockets and giving you a breathtaking, dimply smile. Trying to collect your thoughts while looking at him you nodded, pushing your hands in your coat pockets to somehow cope with your nerves.

“Okay I’ll... come with Mina then she’ll know all the details.”, you smiled and Jungkook seemed to beam once you agreed to join.

“It’ll be fun, there’ll be loads of people and we can even share a seat if you want to.”, he smirked, walking backwards a few steps without taking his eyes off of yours.

“Get your head out of the gutter, Jeon Jungkook!”, you yelled after him and as he looked around worried to see if someone had heard you, you only chuckled.

“See you later.”, you waved at him. “Get home safe. See you later, noona.”, he replied with a smirk and you watched him walk down the street a little further before getting into a Mercedes.

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thank you so much for reading and I hope you’ll stay around for the fourth chapter! 💖

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NIGHT CHANGES: Chapter Five

Jeon Jungkook has spent the last twenty years alone.  Single.  Solo.

And that’s just the way he likes it.  That is, until he meets the supposed love of his life.  Suddenly he’s falling over himself at the chance of a real relationship with someone.

The only thing standing in his way? You.

genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, college!jungkookie, e2l (kiiiinda), romcom

A/N: This one is a whopper guuuuuuys. Think this will be the last official chapter and then maybe a smutty epilogue if people are interested. Hope you enjoy!!

“So that’s it then?” Jungkook stares at Namjoon, uncomprehending.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Namjoon cocks his head, “You’re just giving up?” Jungkook can’t believe what he’s hearing.

Giving up? “Did you listen to any of what I just said?” Jungkook is incredulous, “She lied to me for months.” “And that was a shitty thing to do,” Taehyung agrees from his spot on the couch, “But do you really think you can’t forgive her?”

“We’re not saying she hasn’t fucked up,” This comes from Hoseok, who takes a bite out of the huge pepperoni pizza they’ve ordered for dinner, “But people do stupid things when they’re in love.” In love.

Jungkook’s chest tightens. It’s been almost a week since that night - almost a full week since he’s seen or heard from Y/N. She hasn’t texted him - hasn’t turned up to any of their classes.

He knows she’s giving him space.

That she doesn’t want to overstep any boundaries.

But Jungkook can’t help it. He misses her.

And yet…

“Just who’s side are you guys on?” Jungkook grunts, taking a long swig from his bottle of beer. A desperado of course - just one of many things that reminds him of Y/N.

Taehyung clicks his tongue - somewhere between annoyance and sympathy - and sighs heavily. He sounds like someone older. Or maybe Jungkook just suddenly feels very young.

“We’re on your side, dipshit.” His friend rolls his eyes, “Of course we’re on your side. Y/N fucked up. Badly. We agree with you. But… We also think you should give her a second chance.” Jungkook raises a brow, “Because she’s in love with me?”

Taehyung turns to Hoseok and Namjoon and they share that stupid, fucking look between them. Jungkook wants to scream because why do they always think they know more than he does?

Namjoon shifts. He takes a moment and then smiles gently.

“Well yes but also because… You love her too. Obviously.”

The same damn thing. The story they keep spinning.

Hasn’t Jungkook spent months convincing them otherwise? Hasn’t he demonstrated - on multiple occasions and with great conviction - that the person he longs for is Soomi? Shouldn’t his best friends, of all people, believe him?

“For fuck’s sake,” He groans, sick to death of this, “I am not in love with her. How many times do I have to deny it for you to actually believe me?” Hoseok sets his pizza to one side. He turns to Jungkook very seriously - and for a moment, Jungkook is almost afraid of what his friend might say.

“Remember that day, we saw her for lunch?” Jungkook furrows his brow.

“What?” Hoseok tries again, “We met on campus for lunch and we found Y/N reading that book on confidence.” The penny drops. Jungkook’s eyes widen slightly.

“Yeah. Yes, I remember.” He crosses his arms and leans back into the pillows of their old, gross couch, “What about it?”

Hoseok traps his bottom lip between his teeth. He watches his friend for a few moments, and as always Jungkook waits.

He won’t ever admit it out loud, but the truth is Jungkook values Hoseok’s opinion more than probably anybody else’s on the planet.

“Why do you think you were so jealous?” Jungkook’s eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. He splutters, leaning forward and throwing an indignant hand towards Hoseok’s face.

“You’re fucking with me?!” Jungkook scoffs, “I wasn’t jealous Hoseok!”

It’s Hoseok’s turn to snort, “You hated the fact that I was flirting with her.” “Not because I was jealous! It had nothing to do with any feelings I might have had for her…” Jungkook feels like he’s losing grip on reality for a moment. How can his friends be so blind? “It was because of Jimin! I needed Y/N to date Jimin-” “So that you could date Soomi.” Hoseok finishes off, “You knew I found her cute. Why didn’t you ask me to take her on the pretend date?”

“That wouldn’t make sense. You would only distract her… From Jimin.”

This time Namjoon interjects. His face is kind but exasperated - an expression Jungkook knows far too well.

“What did it matter who she dated, Jungkook? The point was she would be dating, right? She needed experience, after all.” Namjoon grabs his own bottle of beer and takes a gulp, “Face it. You couldn’t stand the thought of Hoseok flirting with Y/N. You were jealous.”

Jungkook glares at his friends.

Was this their plan from the beginning? Organise a night in so they could ambush him and try to convince of feelings he knows aren’t there?

He snorts.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” He grabs a slice of pizza and takes an angry bite out of it, “Y/N and I were just friends. And now… Well I don’t even know what we are now!”

Namjoon shakes his head softly and shrugs, “I know that’s truly what you’ve convinced yourself Kook but… We all see it.”

Jungkook groans, “What? What do you allegedly ‘see’?”

“You find her funny.” Taehyung points out, eyes serious, “You make time for her. She challenges you. She doesn’t put up with your bullshit. You love spending time with her…” “Hell you were incensed when you found out she’s never really dated before,” Hoseok tacks on, “Why would it make you so angry?” “Because she’s awesome!” Jungkook forces himself not to shout but the situation is becoming increasingly more frustrating.

“Exactly,” Namjoon agrees, “She’s awesome.”

“Just because I can appreciate that she’s a great person doesn’t mean I’m in love with her.” Jungkook almost wants to cry again but he shoves the feeling away, “That’s ridiculous.”

There is a beat of silence.

It feels like the air is too thick - like Jungkook can’t breathe properly. He hates that his friends seem to have decided what they believe whether or not he denies it.

He hates that he’s in this situation in the first place.

But most of all he hates that he hasn’t spoken to Y/N in a week and he misses her more than he’d ever be willing to admit.

Namjoon’s eyes are sympathetic when he reaches forward and nudges Jungkook’s shoulder gently.

“Just think about it, alright?” His friend frowns slightly, “Give your feelings a chance to bloom.”

Jungkook doesn’t know what to say so he just...Nods.

God.

What an awful week.

//

Jungkook hasn’t spoken to Y/N all week but he also hasn’t spoken much to Soomi either.

A text here and there - and she snapchatted him the day before yesterday but...He can’t bring himself to actually call or meet up with her.

He doesn’t want to admit it, but he knows it's because of Y/N.

Fuck. Everything’s just so complicated.

So when he’s walking out of class Friday evening and he sees he’s getting a call from her his heart stutters. Shit, shit, shit.

What should he do? He stares at her name - Soomi is calling… - and feels something akin to dread crawling up his spine.

He has to speak to her doesn’t he? Can’t keep ignoring her - not if he wants to give them a real chance.

And does he? Does he want to actually try to work things out with her? What would that mean for his friendship with Y/N?

Finally, after a long moment of deliberating, Jungkook throws caution to the wind and picks up the phone. His chest balloons to three times its size but he forces himself to stay calm.

“Hi.” His voice is hoarse, “Soomi.” There is a pause then, “Hi Jungkook.”

Her voice sounds exactly as it always has. He knows he should be happy… He knows he should be excited that she cares enough to call him and yet…

He bites his bottom lip and shoves his free hand into the pocket of his jacket.

“Everything okay?” She laughs, breathily, “You tell me.”

That’s when he feels guilty.

Jungkook’s a fuckboy. He’s slept with countless women - many of whom he never saw again - and he’s flirted with more girls than the average person probably meets in their whole life.

All these things are true and yet… He’s never done this. He’s never left someone without an answer for a week. He’s never distanced himself from a girl after practically confessing his love to them.

So yes - Jungkook may be a fuckboy… But he’s always been clear about what he wants. To himself, and to the girls he sees.

Except now, he’s not so clear anymore.

“I’m sorry Soomi,” He sounds sorry too, “I should’ve called.” She clicks her tongue, “I told you to take your time.” “That’s true.” But it doesn’t soothe the guilt he feels gnawing its way into his chest.

“Have you thought about things?”

The question throws him off.

Has he thought about things? He suppose he has - in a roundabout way. He’s spoken to his friends - though he’s not actually sure how much that helped - and he’s thought about Y/N probably every single day.

But has he thought about Soomi? Has he processed how this whole thing actually makes him feel?

Jungkook’s always been shit with feelings. He knows the reason he’s spent so long running away from love and commitment is because he’s a scared of being hurt.

He knows that he’ll never admit how much everything that happened has actually affected him.

He knows that Y/N means way more to him than just some girl he slept with. Than just some girl who’s hooking him up with her best friend.

And yet… He can’t think about it all for too long. He knows these things - maybe he even accepts them - but he doesn’t want to process it.

It sounds too painful.

“I guess.” He winces at the way he sounds - unsure… Unsettled.

There is a beat.

“You guess?” Soomi doesn’t sound angry just questioning, “That’s not really what I was hoping for.”

Jungkook feels his feet drag against the freshly laid snow. It’s almost Christmastime. He’s not even sure he’s capable of getting into the spirit this year.

“I know and I’m sorry but I just - I don’t know. I’m still confused.” And hurt. He adds that last bit silently.

Soomi sighs heavily, “Listen why don’t you come to a party with me tonight?”

Jungkook can’t imagine anything worse.

And yet…

“Alright.” He doesn’t know why he agrees. Probably because he’s a little sad and probably because he still feels guilty. Either way it seems, he’s going.

“I’ll send you the address,” She tells him carefully, as though speaking to a child, “We can meet there around eight.” He stops himself from sighing and nods, even though she can’t see it.

“Yeah sure. See you tonight.” “Alright Jungkook,” He hears something like a smirk in her voice but decides to just ignore it, “See you tonight.”

He hangs up the phone and stares at his screensaver.

It’s a picture Y/N sent him a few weeks ago - a sunset after the longest day of the year. Jungkook had thought it looked dope and he’d decided it was good enough for his home screen, informing Y/N she now had bragging rights to his iPhone aesthetic.

That was only a few weeks ago. He remembers the way she smiled - like it was the sweetest thing anybody had ever said to her - and the way her cheeks bloomed with a fresh blush.

Jungkook feels so sad, all of a sudden.

Why can’t things be that simple again?

//

The party is at a frat house.

Jungkook can’t say he’s surprised.

He knows the moment he opens the front door, that tonight is probably going to end badly. He’s flanked by Namjoon, Taehyung and Hoseok - and the moment they walk into the house, they’re enveloped by the smell of alcohol and sweat.

Hoseok pulls a face, “Stinks in here.”

“This is why I hate frat parties,” Namjoon crinkles his nose in that way Jungkook knows is slightly snobbish, and groans, “Why did we agree to this?”

“Moral support,” Taehyung flicks his eyes around the room, “I’m pretty sure Park Jimin is a member of this frat.”

Jungkook ignores that. Why does he care what fraternity Jimin is a member of?

Namjoon opens his mouth to say something - perhaps to confirm what Taehyung has just said - when a decidedly drunk Kim Seokjin tumbles out of the kitchen and spots them from across the room.

“Namjoon!” Jin and Namjoon are both a part of the university’s debate team, and Jungkook has suspected for ages that Namjoon has a thing for him.

Jungkook bites back a smile as Jin rolls up - pupils smudged from alcohol consumption - and hair sticking up every which way.

“I never see you at these,” Jin slurs, passing Namjoon one of the two bottles of beers he’s precariously holding onto, “Oh my god you need to come and meet Min Yoongi! He’s one of my frat brothers but I’ve been telling him for ages he needs to join debate… He’s almost as good at arguing as you are!”

Namjoon throws a look at his friends, and Jungkook gestures for him to follow Jin. After all, what kind of best friend cock blocks a three year long crush? The dimples in his cheeks deepen as Namjoon smiles, turning to Jin and listening to him ramble on about how perfectly this illusive Min Yoongi would fit into their “debate dynamic.”

“Hopefully Joon actually finds the courage to flirt with him this time,” Hoseok watches the pair as they cut their way back towards the kitchen, “He’s spent years pining. Jin is clearly into him too.”

Jungkook watches as Jin sets his palm on the small of Namjoon’s back and leans in close to tell him something that apparently makes Namjoon chuckle.

“No shit,” Taehyung agrees, “They’ve been in love since forever. But unless Jin finally makes a move it won’t ever happen. Joon’s clueless.”

Jungkook scoffs, “That’s dumb. Jin is all over him. How can he not see that?”

Taehyung turns to him and gives him a look. One that very clearly reads: Are you fucking serious?

Jungkook rolls his eyes.

“Don’t start. Please. Not tonight.” Taehyung throws his hands in the air in surrender and steps away slightly, “I didn’t say anything.”

“I can read facial expressions,” Jungkook pulls a face, “I’m not that fucking inept.”

Just as Taehyung narrows his eyes, Jungkook spots a halo of brunette hair and a smile that once upon a time made him weak in the knees. Soomi.

“Hi,” She’s wearing the brightest shade of red on her lips and Jungkook supposes he should think that makes them look extra kissable. Except he doesn’t think that.

His stomach churns.

“Hi.” She takes a sip out of her solo cup, “I wasn’t sure you would actually show up.” “Yeah. Neither was I.”

He surprises himself with his honesty. Hoseok shifts slightly and Jungkook catches the movement in his peripheral vision. He turns to Soomi and smiles slightly.

“You’ve met my friends, right? Taehyung and Hoseok?”

He introduces them half heartedly, but Soomi smiles politely nonetheless. She doesn’t seem to sense his… His what? Unenthusiasm?

“Yeah. We met that time we went bowling right? For Y/N’s birthday?” At the mention of Y/N it almost feels like all the air has been sucked out of Jungkook’s lungs. He coughs awkwardly.

“Of course you did.”

Soomi licks her bottom lip, swiping off some of the makeup, and cocks her head to the side. She regards Jungkook for a moment before clicking her tongue.

“Can we talk?” She asks and Jungkook has never hated three words, more.

Taehyung’s eyes widen and Hoseok looks about ready to burst from all the weird, uncut tension, but Jungkook forces his expression to remain neutral.

“Sure,” He turns to his friends and smiles tightly, “Could you give us a second?”

“Yeah of course,” Taehyung answers way too quickly, “We’ll be in the kitchen okay?”

Jungkook nods, and Soomi tries to wave them off.

The whole thing is so uncomfortable, and Jungkook wishes the ground would open all the way up and swallow him whole.

When they’re alone, Soomi raises a well groomed brow.

“If you’re in love with Y/N, just tell me the truth,” She purses her lips, “I won’t be pissed. I want her to be happy, too. She’s my best friend.”

Jungkook feels like someone's just sucker punched him right in the chest.

No, no, no. Not again. This cannot be happening. He cannot be watching this happen all over again.

He feels something like horror settle in his bones.

“What the fuck?” It’s the only thing he can think of to say.

Soomi snorts a laugh, “You are, right? In love with her I mean?” “No - what… Why would you even say that?” “Because what other reason would there be for you to ignore us both the entire week?” “I wasn’t ignoring you-” Soomi holds up a hand at the interruption, “Jungkook I am a female and I am a millennial. I am well aware of what ignoring looks like.” He snaps his mouth shut.

Though it kills him to admit it - he supposes she’s right. He was ignoring her.

“That doesn’t mean I love her.”

“Of course it does,” She rolls her eyes, seemingly as exasperated as the rest of his friends, “Why else would you be so hurt?” “Because we were friends-” “For three months,” She frowns, “I’m not saying what Y/N did wasn’t shitty but… Doesn’t it hurt more because you sort of wanted it to be true?” He splutters.

“What?” “You wanted the story of you and Y/N sleeping together to be true.” She shrugs lightly, like she’s not insinuating Jungkook is in love with her best friend, “Because you’re into her.”

“I am not into her for fuck’s sake-” And then behind Soomi’s head, Jungkook spots something.

He spots Y/N - which of course is surprising in and of itself.

But what really makes him stop - what makes the words die on the tip of his tongue, and almost every thought fly out of his stupid, little brain is that Y/N isn’t alone.

Leaning against the wall to her left - hovering over her with a flirty smile and eyes that twinkle far too much for a non-magical being - is Park Jimin.

Park fucking Jimin.

Soomi turns when she sees that Jungkook is transfixed - she follows his gaze and when she spots what he sees, she sighs heavily.

“You’re really going to stand there and tell me you’re not in love with her?” She gestures between Y/N and Jimin, “You’re going to let this happen?”

Jungkook’s heart is in his throat. He’s seeing red.

He’s angry and hurt and confused and… Fuck.

Fuck.

FUCK.

He’s in love.

He’s in love with Y/N.

He swivels sharply to Soomi - eyes wide and surprised and all at once he wants to laugh and cry and maybe even throw up.

“Shit.” The word slips out of him, “Fuck. I’m sorry Soomi-”

“Don’t say sorry Jungkook. Just go over there and tell her how you feel,” She crosses her arms and pulls a face, “Do you really think I couldn’t tell?” “What?” She laughs a little, taken aback by Jungkook’s stupidity it seems. She shakes her head.

“I knew you were into her from that first night you came back to ours,” There’s a look on her face - something knowing and cheeky and Jungkook feels dumb, “Even if you don’t remember it, I do. You were all over each other. You thought she was the best thing since sliced bread. Drunk or not - those kinds of feelings don’t just… Disappear.”

Jungkook cocks his head, “But you thought I was pursuing you-”

“It was the easiest way to get the two of you to spend more time together,” She shrugs, seemingly nonchalant to the epiphany Jungkook is experiencing, “I thought maybe if you spent more time together, you would realise how you felt. You really think that night Y/N told me she was going on a date with someone from her English class, that I didn’t know it was you? I’m not dumb. I knew.” “So then why did you tell me the truth about that night?” She smiles softly, “You deserved to know. I knew Y/N wouldn’t tell you and I thought… Well I thought it would lead to this.” “This?” “You realising you’re completely obvious feelings,” She frowns then, “You have realised your feelings right?” Jungkook nods, once, dumbfounded.

She’s right. Soomi’s right and Taehyung’s right. And Hoseok and Namjoon are right too.

They’re all fucking right.

He’s in love with her.

“So then go,” Soomi pushes him towards Y/N, “Go and tell her how you feel.”

She shoves him unceremoniously into the crowd of drunk college kids, and for a moment Jungkook is overwhelmed.

How can he just tell her? How can he stand there and say “hello Y/N we haven’t spoken in a week, but actually I think I love you.”?

He’s always been shit with feelings, hasn’t he? But when he sees her face - a soft smile on her lips and her eyes sparkling slightly under the harsh lighting - he decides he doesn’t care. So what if it comes out messy and jumbled and so what if he sounds dumb.

He loves her doesn’t he? He needs to tell her.

He wants to tell her.

Park Jimin lifts a hand to move some of her hair out of the way and Jungkook feels like a furious bull running towards a red flag.

“Y/N.” Her name comes out breathless and a little angry.

She looks up at him, their eyes connecting for the first time in over a week, and Jungkook feels his heart melt like butter on a summer’s day.

“Oh.” She whispers it, “Jungkook.”

It’s like the whole room fades away. He knows it cheesy and cliche, and fuck he hates himself for thinking it, but suddenly it’s only him and her in the room.

“Hi.”

She smiles - unsure, “Hi.”

Jimin clears his throat and the spell is broken. Jungkook turns to him, dark brow raised.

“Jungkook hey. Long time no see man,” He smiles at him and Jungkook feels his chest tighten.

Jimin is so fucking handsome.

“Right… Hi Jimin.” Jungkook shakes the hand that’s been outstretched to him but drops it not a moment later. Y/N is still looking at him like he’s stolen the stars and used them to spell her name out for her.

He’s reminded of that first English class - the day Jungkook struck the deal with Y/N - the day Park Jimin walked into the room and Jungkook told her she was looking at Jimin the same way she’s looking at him right now.

His heart swells in his chest.

“Can we talk?” He asks, desperately, because he needs to speak to her right now. He needs to tell her how he feels - needs to get it all out in the open before he explodes.

“Oh. Right now?” She seems dazed but she turns to Jimin, “Is that okay?”

Jimin looks between the two of them before a wry smile lifts his lips. He nods.

“Sure. Take all the time you need.”

Jungkook sends him the most thankful expression he can muster, before he grabs Y/N’s hand and tugs her forward, leading them towards what he assumes is the front lawn.

She follows him wordlessly, hand trembling slightly in his and he squeezes her palm once, reassuringly, sending her a small smile over his shoulder. She seems surprised and overwhelmed and for a moment Jungkook feels a little guilty.

He hasn’t spoken to her in an entire week and now suddenly this? He can’t blame her for her surprise.

When they step outside the air is crisp and cold and biting, and Jungkook knows it might snow any minute but he needs privacy.

He drops her hand when they move a little further down the road, blanketed by darkness with nothing but the stars to light Y/N’s pretty face. He stops abruptly, turning to face her and Y/N is watching him carefully.

“Hi.” She says it like she can’t believe he’s here. He almost can’t believe it either.

“Hi.” He replies. She seems nervous and Jungkook hates that. He steps forward a little, pushing her hair out of her eyes.

She’s so pretty.

“You wanted to talk to me?” Their faces are close so Jungkook has to do everything in his power not to close the gap and just kiss her already.

He breathes out a little sigh, “Yeah.” “I’m sorry Jungkook.” There’s something like tears in her eyes, “For lying. I know I already said that… But I am really, really sorry. I wanted to text you this week but I couldn’t - I couldn’t bring myself to talk to you. I felt so guilty. I hate that I hurt you.”

A tear rolls down her rosy cheek, and Jungkook uses his thumb to swipe it away.

“I know you’re sorry.” He tells her, “What you did was shitty. But… I forgive you.” Her eyes widen, “You do?” “Yeah.”

The smile that breaks out across her face is beatific. Jungkook finds himself wondering how the fuck it took him so long to realise how beautiful she is?

“Thank you,” Her bottom lip trembles a little, and he hopes she isn’t cold, “I’m not sure I deserve it. But thank you.”

Jungkook moves his hand to cup her cheek and Y/N’s eyes widen further. He smiles, secretly, and his heart skips.

“You deserve the fucking world.”

Y/N seems to be holding her breath when she whispers, “So do you.”

He chuckles at that. Then he bites his bottom lip - eyes dropping to her mouth. She isn’t wearing lipstick - not even chapstick - but he can’t help but think how kissable they look.

“Soomi thinks I’m in love with you.”

Y/N looks distraught for a moment. She blinks rapidly, trying to soothe a wound that isn’t there.

“I’ll tell her,” She says quickly, “I’ll explain that we’re just friends-” “Why would you do that?”

She drops her mouth slightly and god Jungkook is so weak for her.

“I don’t - I never wanted her to get the wrong idea.” His smile shines with mirth. Jungkook loves her so fucking much.

“It’s not the wrong idea,” He answers firmly.

Y/N freezes. Her mouth opens and closes a few times. She closes her eyes.

“What?” The word is so quiet the wind almost takes it. But Jungkook hears it.

He presses forward, stopping a breadth away from her lips.

“I love you.” He tells her, and when she opens her eyes she looks like she might pass out.

“You - you do?” She chokes.

He laughs and nods.

And then… He kisses her.

Everything else melts away, and for once in his godforsaken life, Jungkook isn’t shit with feelings.

When Y/N pulls away for air, Jungkook slides one hand to the back of her head, using the other to play with a lock of hair framing her face. She is breathless and speechless and all together far too cute for her own fucking good.

And he loves her.

“You really mean it?” She asks, eyes shining with tears. These ones happy, thank god.

He laughs again and presses a kiss to the end of her cold nose, “Of course I do. I’ve probably been into you since the very beginning. Since the night you seduced me.”

Y/N laughs and shoves him playfully, but Jungkook only tightens his arms around her.

“You seduced me.” She argues, rolling her eyes.

Jungkook kisses her again and shrugs.

He doesn’t care how it happened. Because that was the night that changed everything.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

//