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mggsv · 2 days
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I DONT SMOKE
playboy! j. jungkook x f!black reader || (18+) || reblogs would be appreciated!
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warnings : college party, mentions of smoking, smoking, smut, slight spanking, smoking during sex
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You hated partying. Not entirely..you’d have fun but it dies down quickly when you had no one to talk to. Boring.
You could stay inside and watch the smoke in the air, drinks ultimately being spilled, and sweaty bodies dancing and getting it on in the corner, or you could stay out outside of the large house.
Being in college was truly an experience for you. You just hated that it wasn’t as exciting for you as the movies made it out to be. “Fuck..” You scratch your head, groaning while pulling out your phone to get an uber. Campus wasn’t too far away.
“Ahshit- damnit.” You hear a faint curse, followed by failed attempts of a lighter being struck. Eyes followed the sound, and you couldn’t have regretted it more. Jeon Jungkook. It’s his party after all. Another reason why you didn’t want to be there.
You didn’t know him personally- only having met a few times. He couldn’t even remember your name if you offered $50. He was a lot of things your disliked. A playboy, a smoker, a hardcore party thrower. Not only that- he does it often, and the girls who brag about how good he is in bed…disgusting.
Now, it wasn’t you trying to put yourself up. You weren’t exactly an innocent person. You enjoyed drinking when in the mood, and you’ve slept with a few people. It’s just him. Bumping into each other became so tiresome for you that you changed route’s to your classes. Him generally just not giving a fuck is what pissed you off.
But now? Now he looks up from his cigarette. Now he slowly starts walking towards you, and you started to wish you had ordered that uber instead of being curious.
“Hey- do you have a light?”
“I don’t.” you hum, looking away from those eyes. Everything about the man was just..stunning, that you could admit. Down to the piercings on his lips to the ones in his ears, and onward to his tattoos and hair that curled past his ears. Truly a beauty. You clear your throat as you tapped your foot impatiently, phone somehow slipping into your pocket.
“Why not?” He asks, getting closer. Jungkook was..a curious one. He could snuff you out in an instant, from his view he knew you didn’t have a lighter.
“Why don’t you have a spare? Coming out here knowing your lighter didn’t work. Honestly, seems to me like you came outside and found an excuse to talk to me.” You found yourself grinning, but looking off to the side. Jungkook almost laughed, covered by a chuckle. Rocking on his heels, he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Was it that obvious?”
I don’t like you. You wanted to say. Everyone knew you didn’t smoke, including him. You could be a party girl if you kept to it. It’s only on nights like this where you reject every pass made at you.
“I don’t smoke.” You sigh, defeated by your will to stay. “Then let’s get a drink.” he counters, smiling. Cheeky bastard.
“Not in the mood.” It was a game at this point. He wanted you, but you didn’t want to be his girl for the night. You didn’t do hookups. No one night stands. Anyone you’ve ever given your body to has stayed for at least a while. Knowing Jungkook he’d never commit.
“Let me drive you home then.” His hand snaked around your waist. “I have an uber coming-“
“Then i’ll wait out here with you.”
“Christ Jeon.” He starts laughing, and you couldn’t help but do the same. He does however, lean into your shoulder. You shiver at the coldness of the metal on his lip. “Let me take you back inside.”
No. you would day no. You didn’t like him, he’s a whore, and you have morals. You’re a woman of society! A man of his..whatever- would not influence you.
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“Right..r-right there..” You did not say no. Face tucked into Jungkook’s pillow as his cock slipped into your folds once more, tip touching that spot inside of you that sent you over the edge. It’s been so long… “Oh!” You gasp, shuddering at the feeling of his slipping past your rings, and out..and in.
“Fuck..you feels so good. So good f’me hm?” He hums, pulling your hips back onto his cock, fully bottoming out inside of you while everything rested there..deep inside. “hm?” he asks once more, in a hum. He goes to give a slight smack to your ass, watching how it recoiled back. He was enchanted to say the least. From the very first time his eyes landed on your brown ones. Infatuated with every little thing you’ve done. And finally, he go you.
“Yes! y-yes..” You felt your eyes flutter as they rolled back, tips of his fingers stroking at your sensitive clit. Pussy swallowing around his thick cock. “Taking me in so well.” You’re his favorite girl. You weren’t aware, but mentally he was already thinking of the next time he’d get you like this. Ass up while he fucked you until the party’s over.
The thought of the party still going on while he plowed into you turned Jungkook on so much. “S-shit.” Pussy drunk was an amazing feeling, he didn’t get that feeling often.
Jungkook found himself reaching for the lonely cigarette and spare lighter from his headboard. Giving another smack to your ass- making you yelp- he strikes the lighter. You lift your head at the sound, looking back at him. Your face flushed, eyes watery, still, you fucked yourself on his length. He light the cigarette, the smoke seeping from his lips while he tipped his head back.
“Wanna hit?” he smirks, taking it from his mouth and trying to put it between your lips. You could kill him.
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rkivepetals · 21 hours
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NEW FIC DROPPING SOON ITS JUST SOOSOSOSOSOS AAAAAA IM SO EXCITED
If there’s one thing Jungkook knows about his new neighbour, is that she’s a bitch.
Pairing; guitarist!Jungkook x lawyer!femreader
Neighbour au, enemies to lovers, fake girlfriend, idiots in love.
Pure pure romance and fluff. And obviously, comical.
You hated him, hated him the second he came your way while you were running to court, and you hated him even more when he played his Goodman guitar in the middle of the night, and you hated him 10x when he ruined your weekend, or when he begged to you to act like his girlfriend for his grandma. You thought it started with drawing middle fingers for each other on your windows, but you’re not sure if it’ll end that way.
Word count of part one: 8k
It’s coming super soon so if u wanna be tagged just send an ask :)
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ANYTHING FOR HIM (2)
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" have you no idea that you're in deep? "
Synopsis: 𝘈 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 from beginning to end 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺es, and 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵.
Warnings: drug usage, cursing, sexual dream, fingering, abuse?, light gaslighting .
Pairing: Rockstar!jk x Fem!reader
Disclaimer: 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘪'𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦&𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭.
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My frail hands grip the sheets as i'm fucked harder and harder into the mattress, my face being pushed into it by the man behind me.
His muscular body leans over mine, his hips still rocking into me as i breathe heavily into the thick air. "Tell me you're mine, cmon y/n." he rasps out. It's like my ability to speak has been snatched from me as i try to stutter out some type of sentence.
"O-Oh fuck- i'm yours!" My palms began to hurt from how hard i was pulling on the clean white sheets. I look at the ceiling in front of me, my vision blurring as he countinues to pound into me- aiming to get both of us off at the same time.
"My good girl.. mine." the sounds of my ass continuously hitting against his bare thighs rings throughout the room, the sounds of my moans just slightly louder.
His hand comes up snug around my neck, pulling my back to his chest so he can be closer to me. I smell his scent immediately, the expensive cologne covering up the strong smell of sex.
I feel his breath tickle my ear as his thrusts grow slower, my walls hugging tight around his cock as i get closer and closer to my release. "Kiss me.." he utters, his voice right next to my ear.
As i turn my head to lean in for a kiss, i'm shocked at the face i see.
"Jungkook?"
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My eyes flutter open as i hear the agonizing beeping of my alarm. I groan as i turn over in my bed, aggressively hitting the tiny stop button on the pink clock. The time reading 11am.
Rubbing at my eyes, the memories of my dream come flooding into my mind. I shoot upwards, my eyes now wide open. The thought knocks the sleepiness right out of my tired body.
I dreamt. About. Jungkook.- holy fuck.
I couldn't lie, i was quite upset at myself. Obviously, i can't control my dreams but he hadn't texted or called me at all like he said he would- so why was i dreaming about him? The situation was disappointing to say the least.
Plus- I'd been keeping the events of the other weekend to myself. I refused to tell viv, she'd absolutely freak if i even told her i'd had a simple conversation with the guy. So, i forced myself to shut up about it.
Trying my best to brush off the dream, I get up and head into the bathroom, hoping a hot shower would clear my head.
The knob creaks when i turn it, the water beginning to pour from the shower head.
When my bathroom finally fills with steam, i decide it should be hot enough. Throwing my clothes off, i step in- the burning hot water coming in contact with my back. I fucking needed this.
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12 HOURS LATER... JK'S POV:
"How much for 3 ounces?" i ask, the cold wind blowing against my face as seojun digs through the duffel bag. Yes, he is my friend- but he's also my dealer.
Buying from him was like a routine. The exact day that i was running low- was when i'd see him again. Regardless of my want for the drugs he provided, i wasn't a addict. I could quit anytime i wanted, i didn't need it.
Seojuns low voice interrupts my thoughts as he stands to his feet, the tiny bags in the palm of his hand as he looks around as if he was skeptical of who could be watching. "You're good bro, i owe you." he mutters.
I nod as he discreetly passes the little bags to me, stuffing it into my pocket instantly. I'd lent him a pretty large amount of money last week, so now that i think about it- this would be just enough to cover it all.
We exchange a few more words before i toss my black hood back over my head and pull up my mask- walking back over to my car undetected.
When i get settled into the car i hear my phone ding, pulling it out to see it's just a random twitter notification. I think for a minute before unlocking my phone, clicking onto my messages and typing up the same number i'd contemplated calling multiple times this week.
Y/n.
She was a interesting girl, and i truly did mean to get back to her- i'd just gotten lost in a few recording sessions this week so i supposed i'd never really gotten to it.
The thought of her makes me think back to what happened backstage the past weekend. I close my eyes as i imagine her pretty body sitting on the couch again, all dressed up to come see me.
My dick hardens in my grey sweats, and i graze my palm over it as i open my eyes again. For a split second I think about jerking myself off in the car, but i change my mind when i realize how stupid the idea was.
I didn't know what it was, but something about her drew me in.
I'd had enough, i rub my index finger over my upper lip out of habit. Spending a insane amount of time thinking about what to text her before I finally type it out.
"You up?"
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Y/N'S POV:
I peel my eyes away from the bright tv as I hear my phone ding. I roll my eyes in annoyance when i realize i left the device in my bathroom, and set my empty ice cream bowl to the side to head into the bathroom.
Oh fuck. As soon as I see the message i begin frantically typing a reply. Obviously i said yes, i mean.. who wouldn't?
He asks for my adress and i send it without thinking twice.
As soon as the text sends, I throw my phone down and rush into my closet. What was cute, but also made it seem as if i wasn't trying super hard? I think for a moment before deciding on a pink mini skirt and lacey blouse.
It definitely was a major contrast to what he'd seen me in at his concert, but it'll do the job. That outfit didn't fit me well anyway.
I'd spent the next thirty minutes doing everything i could to look absolutely perfect. Shaving every single hair on my body, quickly applying makeup, and putting my clothes on- deciding that my hair was fine as it was.
I grow more nervous as time passes, waiting for a knock at my door. I even struggle not to bite my fingernails out of pure anxiousness.
As soon as my nerves begin to calm down, i hear it. Three knocks at my door, no doubt that it was him. I quickly stand to my feet, smoothing my hands down over my outfit to fix some of the small wrinkles before i head to my front door.
My hand sits on the door knob for a minute as i contemplate wether i should've done this or not. Either way, it was too late now- he was here.
Thinking no more, i swing the door open. My eyes meet his as he stands there, hood over his head and duffel bag in hand. "What's your bag for?" i manage to stutter out, and he glances at it as he lets out a quiet chortle.
"You gonna let me in before you question me sugar?" oh god, that nickname again. I don't stand in his way any longer and move aside to let him step inside.
I shut the door behind him when he's fully inside, watching as he quietly observes the apartment. I may have forgotten to mention how much time i put into cleaning my apartment before he got here as well. Clearly it pays off at least slightly, because i hear him whisper- "clean in here.. fits you."
After he takes a look around, we sit on the couch together. I watch as he pulls the duffel bag to his side, and i again wonder what he has inside of it.
"Did you miss me?" he asks, looking at me as he pulls his hood off of his head. I'm immediately taken back to the night we met, remembering how his hair fell perfectly right over his eyes.
"Umm.. i guess." my voice is awkward and timid as usual.
To my surprise, conversation flows smoothly after that. He'd had a way of making me comfortable with the way he spoke to me, and the things he'd asked me about. I'd almost forgotten we'd just met the other weekend.
Time flew by quick, and a hour later we found ourselves watching a movie together. My eyes find themself diverting back over to the duffel bag beside him, noticing how his arm is laying on it.
He obviously notices I'm staring, because he moves the bag between us. "Can i trust you sugar?" he removes his hoodie as he speaks, revealing the black tee under it. I take the time to look at his tattoos, my eyes trained on the letters engraved on his knuckles, and the images splayed over his entire arm.
"Can i?" he pulls me back to reality, and i look away from the bag and back into his eyes again. I nod my head, and he wastes no time in bringing his hand to the zipper- slowly unzipping the bag.
My eyes widen as he tilts the bag towards me so I can see the contents. It's filled to the brim with all sorts of drugs, some that i didn't even know the name of.
I immediately spot a bag filled of marijuana, tiny bags filled with an unknown powder, and random bottles filled with pills. As i look back up at him, his eyes scan mine- waiting for a reply.
"W-What's this for?" my stutter returns- I couldn't deny the fact that this was scary. Was jungkook not who I thought he was? Idiot me for trusting someone so easily, and letting him into my home at that. I wondered if the outcome would be the same if he wasn't famous, & he was just a normal guy. Would i still let him in so easily?
"I want you to try something." he utters, reaching his veiny hand into the bag and digging around. I don't know what the fuck i'd gotten myself into.
After a second of searching, he pulls out one of the smaller bags filled with powder.
"You want.. me to try that?" i let out a awkward laugh, but he doesn't laugh with me. In fact his expression is blank as he poors the powder onto the small wooden table in front of the couch.
"It's just cocaine." is all he says, beginning to use his card to sweep the powder into two fine lines
I begin to reminisce when i was a child, and told myself i'd never do drugs no matter what. What a fucking joke.
He tosses the card to the side when the lines are close to perfect, rubbing a comforting hand on my thigh. "Watch me okay?" nervousness boils in the pit of my stomach as i nod my head, i couldn't believe myself.
I watch attentively as he covers the left side of his nose and leans down to the table. He takes one big inhale and the powder is gone just like that. I'm not sure how to react, but i for sure didn't know if i wanted to do this.
He licks his lips as he slightly rubs at his nose- other than that he doesn't seem effected in the slightest. "Turn on some music."
I bite my lip as i grab the remote, clicking onto spotify. I press the first song i see, sex drugs etc by beach weather. How fucking ironic.
I set the remote back down after i do so and he sits up. "Your turn sugar." he gestures to the second line on the table, staring at me.
don't be a pussy, don't be a pussy, don't be a pussy.
I nervously scoot up, my ass on the edge of the couch. He places his cold hand on the back of my neck, slowly lowering my head down to the table.
I copy his movement and press my index finger to the left side of my nose. I snort the powder quickly, leaning up as my nose scrunches up. My eyes clamp shut at the slight burning sensation in my nose, but it disappears soon after.
He laughs at my reaction scooting closer to me as he moves my hair behind my ear. "Took it like a champ." he says, and i smile at the praise.
He kisses me without warning, his soft lips pressing against mine in a haste. He slips his tounge into my mouth the same way he did the first time we kissed. I relish in the way his hand sits on the back of my head, holding me there.
The tattooed hand caresses my thigh, not yet going past my skirt. I feel him smile into the kiss just before he pulls away, pushing me back to rest on the couch.
"Feelin' anything?" it's funny, because as soon as he asks me it hits me. It's hard to explain what i felt, the best way to describe it is simply disorienting. I'd never done such hard drugs, matter of fact- i'd never done drugs at all.
"I feel weird.." i mutter, helpless to be specific. The air in the room grew hot, and i keep my eyes on jungkook as he leans his head back to rest against the couch as well.
"You'll be alright sugar." his voice sounded loud and quiet at the same time. I stare up at the ceiling in a haze, my vision getting blurry as my eyes flutter closed.
Shit, was it wrong to say i kind of liked how the drug made me feel? I didn't know what it was about it, but i felt good. This was better than people made it seem, no wonder he had so much of it.
He presses my body closer to his, my head now lazily resting on his shoulder as i quietly breathe in and out. I didn't need to hear him say it to know he was enjoying the moment just as much as i was. I could simply feel it.
I listen to his heartbeat and smile, i didn't really care how long we'd known each other at this point- i was just happy he was here with me. His hand caresses my head, massaging my scalp as we lay together in silence. A sweet, comfortable silence.
Needless to say, the night was great. We layed together, ate together, had a pillow fight together, stayed up damn near all night.
In fact, we enjoyed it so much that we kept doing it. We never really put a label on what we were. I guess we were friends- but friends don't kiss do they? And friends don't touch each other the way jungkook touched me everytime he saw me.
This went on for at least a month. He'd come over, we'd snort whatever he had, and spend the rest of the night together. It was fun, but i knew what we're doing was bad- for the both of us.
That was why he was sitting at the edge of my bed now, weeks after the first time we'd done drugs together. Clearly clueless about what i was about to ask him.
"Why'd you call me here y/n?" he lights the cigarette in his hand and takes a long drag from it. I'd gotten used to him smoking in my house at this point, and i didn't really mind the smell as long as he sprayed air freshener around the room afterwards- which he promised to always do after smoking.
"Well.." i itch at my arm, i definitely was a little scared about asking him this. I mean- asking someone to quit a hard drug like cocaine was a big deal.
"I think we should stop doing coke-" i blurt out, if i waited any longer i wouldn't have the courage to ask any more. His head immediately pops up, pulling the cigarette away from his lips as he lets out a scoff.
I feel his sweet demeanor change as he turns to me, his tounge poking at the inside of his cheek. "We?" his voice is tense. Was he actually mad just because i asked?
"Well, yeah.." my voice trails off as i sit next to him on the bed. There's a awkward silence as he raises the cigarette up to his lips again, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Y/n-" he starts, "You can do whatever the fuck you want, i'm not gonna stop just because you want to." his voice is blunt. it kind of hurt in all honesty, but maybe i was just being sensitive.
"I know- i just.. i care for you and doing that isn't good for you, or me." i wasn't gonna give up, i refused to allow him to hurt himself using drugs any longer. I didn't wanna hurt myself using it anymore either.
He doesn't say anything to that, continuing to smoke his cigarette without a word. "Cmon, say something." still, he doesn't speak- smoking as if i wasn't even sitting right next to him.
"Just talk to me! You don't have to be a dick-" as soon as the vulgar word escape my mouth his hand shoves me forcefully. I cry out as my tailbone hits the solid floor of my bedroom. "The fuck is wrong with you- talking to me like that?"
His voice is harsh, he was being serious. If he was looking to shut me up that definitely did it. I don't say anything else as i lie on the floor, looking up at him with tears in my eyes.
When he notices a tear roll down my cheek, his face softens and he quickly pushes the cigarette into the ashtray. He comes to my side and caresses my cheek, wiping my tears away with his thumb.
"I..I'm sorry sugar, i didn't mean to hurt you..." his voice trails off as he looks at me, attempting to help me up. I still don't say anything, i'm not really quite sure how to react.
He helps me stand and immediately takes me into a hug, placing a protective hand on my head. I feel so stupid for feeling safe with him now that he's comforting me. But i know jungkook, he didn't mean to do that.
He moves me back a little to take a good look at my face, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. "Let me help you okay? It's okay." i nod and let him lead me into my bathroom, standing to the side as he flicks the light on.
I watch as he digs into my cabinet, grabbing the first aid kit. I make note of the fact that he knew where it was. It was crazy to me that he'd been to my apartment so much in such little time.
He gently bends me over the counter, grabbing the waistband of my white sweatpants and slightly lowering it. I hiss when the cloth goes over the bruise, and he mumbles a quiet "sorry."
The mark must've been bad, because he hisses when he sees it. He guides me to sit up without another word, not even bothering to try and bandage it. "Lets get you into the shower sugar."
I nod and let him take off my clothes, starting with my shirt as he slowly pulls it over my head. I was kind of nervous about him seeing my body naked for the first time, but my tailbone was hurting so badly i didn't even give it a second thought.
The rest of my clothes pile up on the floor in no time, and he walks me over to step under the shower head. I sigh in content as the warm water falls over my back, running down all the way to the bruise on my tailbone. It stings at first, but after a couple minutes it fades away.
He begins to wash my body with a soft towel, applying gentle pressure as he scrubs my skin. I'm silent as his hand trails down to my private area. I was embarrassed to say the least- but he just scrubs over it just as he did the rest of my body.
Soon enough he places the towel down, looking me up and down. "Can i make it up to you sugar?" oh fuck. I liked jungkook, don't get me wrong- but there was a reason we hadn't did anything too sexual yet.
I denied everytime it got close to the point. Of course i wanted to- i was just scared.
-But, i don't think i could hold off on it any longer, so i find myself telling him yes.
As soon as he gets some form of consent, he pull his clothes off and throws them into the same pile as mine. I try my best to avoid looking at the length of him when he steps into the shower. I don't avoid look at his toned abs though, finding myself staring at the small tattoo across his chest.
I don't have enough time to read it as he gently pushes my back to the shower wall, his long hand falling down to my clit. He's straight to the point as he begins rubbing over the swollen bud, drawing out a needy moan from me.
His eyes never leave mine, it was like he insisted on making me feel nervous. He presses a gentle kiss to my lips as he slips a finger in. When he pulls away he licks his lips, pushing his finger in and out of my sopping cunt.
"Need you to say you forgive me sugar'" his voice was soft, much different than the tone he used with me earlier. I couldn't find the words to speak, my mouth hanging open as his finger ruts in and out of me.
It hadn't even been two minutes, and i felt my orgasm creeping upon me. I hadn't had someone touch me like this in so long, the feeling was almost foreign.
"Say it." he says, his finger now covered in my slick. He kisses my bare chest, water from my skin now on his lips. "F-Fuck i forgive you!" i let out a whine as my orgasm washes over me.
I grab wrap my arms up around his neck as he finger fucks me through it, struggling to stay standing.
"Came so quick." he chuckles, and my face grows flushed. It was embarrassing as fuck.
After i visibly calm down, he pulls his finger out- dragging it up to his lips as he sucks my release off of his slender finger.
His thumb rubs at my cheek, looking at me with a sad look. "You know i wouldn't have pushed you if you didn't provoke me right?" my gaze turns down toward the drain as his other hand softly rubs at the bruise on my tailbone.
"Yeah- m' sorry." a part of me feels like he's kind of gaslighting me. All i did was ask him a question, and that provoked him to push me?
I brush the feeling off as his arms come around my wet body, standing still as he hugs me. I close my eyes to savor the moment, feeling somewhat happy that we made up.
"Cmon- lets get you into bed."
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kookielips · 2 days
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─ jeon jungkook (nsfw)
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soft dom!jungkook x sub!reader
gender / tags: sexual content without a real plot, established relationship, pussy eating, fingering, f penetration, unprotected sex, slight aftercare, slight mention of sweat and other bodily fluids.
word count : 771
notes: english is not my first language, please take this into consideration and overlook any mistakes. let me know what to improve/if you liked it <3
"just one more, hmm?" you felt his breath on your neck, his fingers caressing the purple marks on your thighs "can you do this for me, baby? can you take one more finger?" you nodded quickly, seeing him tilt his head to place kisses below your navel, a smile appearing on his face as he felt you shiver.
he skillfully moved your body so that your legs rested on his shoulders, he kissed the inside of your thighs before his lips took your clit and simultaneously inserted another long finger into your cunt. the cold metal of the lip piercing made you shiver, his movements were slow, torturously too slow, which only made the knot in your stomach grow, offering no real relief other than the small sensation of pleasure that only accumulated into more lust. every time you thrust your hips towards him and let out another needy moan he would laugh teasingly against your spot, the vibrations it sends through your body almost being too much at that moment. jungkook was in no rush when it came to you, he would truly spend hours teasing you just to get these little desperate reactions from you.
when he eventually settled into a rhythm that could send you over the edge, he pulled away, his lips left your core and he retracted the wet fingers that were poking your g-spot, only to, hovering over you, stretch them towards you "suck it" his authoritative tone contrasted with the man who was laughing softly at you as he ate you out little by little, this duality it still impressed you. you did what he asked without thinking twice, tasting yourself, running your tongue around his fingers slowly "that's it". he smiled, satisfied, as he took off his own clothes and positioned his already leaking cock at your entrance.
jungkook loved this moment, where your bodies came together, he felt so close to you and so loved that he could come with just that. thought. he enjoyed the short moments when he didn't move inside your hole as much as the moments he did, waiting for you to get used to it and relax around his length. he wanted to memorize everything, her face contorted in pleasure with the stretching of her pussy, her mouth slightly open, her breathing short, her nails digging into the sheet.
his hands slid down her body until they reached her breasts, he curled his hands around her around and gave it a light squeeze, getting a whimper from you. he skillfully played with your nipples between his fingers and began moving his hips against yours, fucking you expertly, the way he knew you liked it. he could be teasing when it came to foreplay, but he was relentless the moment he was inside you, chasing his own climax while doing his best to make you feel good too.
"oh, please!" the most pornographic noises left his mouth as he threw his head back, lost in the ecstasy you were making him feel, giving him a perfect view of his toned chest shining with sweat. he pulled her legs so they were better positioned around him, giving him a better angle to hit her. his tattooed hand grabbed your jaw and his thumb caressed your pink lips, a silent signal for you to open, that authority in your expression from earlier was visible now too. your eyes shone with lust as he pressed his thumb against your tongue gently, your eyebrows furrowed and you felt his dick twitch inside you.
his movements became more difficult, producing wet sounds that echoed through the room, his tip hitting your g-spot with each quick movement, that familiar feeling formed in his stomach. your vision became blurry and with a cry you came first, writhing in the sheets, your hands reaching for the headboard for stability. "i'm close" he came soon after, murmuring your name repeatedly, with last strong thrusts dumping his load inside you. he pulled away as soon as he regained consciousness just to watch, with his head half tilted and a satisfied expression, the mixture of fluids that stained the silk sheets as they left your cunt.
he sighed softly and left a lingering kiss on your forehead, his hands busy caressing your thighs. “you did so good for me, sweetheart, it was incredible” jungkook wrapped his arms around you, leaving kisses on your neck and the back of your head as he guided you to the bathroom for probably a second round.
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Jungkook x Y/N
Genre - College Romance/Smut
Summary - You and Jungkook have been college roommates for the past year. You have been spending a lot of time with your boyfriend lately even if you had finals around the corner. Tonight was one of the nights, however it didn't go the way you had planned.
Notes - Please be kind! I wanted to write something to get me into the swing of writing again! If you have any requests please let me know.
You and Jungkook have been college roommates for the past year. You have been spending a lot of time with your boyfriend lately even if you had finals around the corner. Tonight was one of the nights, however it didn't go the way you had planned.
"You're back early." Jungkook says, looking up at you from the couch. You close the door behind you and step into the room. You try to hide your sobs as you say.
"...he...he cheated on me."
Jungkook turned to you instantly, his eyes widening. He took one look on your face and stood, stepping closer to you unsure how to handle this scenario.
"He what?" He asks, his voice tense, "He cheated on you?" His voice remains gentle, but a hint of anger comes through. All you can do is nod as you burst into tears.
Jungkook takes a deep breath, trying to reign in his anger. No matter how much anger he feels against the man who hurt you, right now, you are all that matters.
"Come here" He kneels down to your level and gently wraps his arms around you to hold you close, rubbing your back and pulling you into his chest. "It's going to be okay." He says softly, trying to soothe you.
"I broke up with him, I had no choice." You say into his chest as he holds you close, you can't stop the tears from falling.
"Shhhh." He says, running his fingers through your hair, "I know, it's okay, just let it out. It's going to be okay."
He hugs you tightly and continues to hold you, rubbing your back and running his fingers through your hair. It's clear that he's trying to remain strong for you, because he knows how much you're hurting right now.
When the tears finally stop, Jungkook is still holding you, not wanting to let you go just yet. He rubs your back and sighs, finally releasing the breath he didn't know he was holding.
"I know... I know it hurts now, but I promise it's going to be okay," He says softly, "You did the right thing." He's not just saying it because it's what you want to hear either, he genuinely means it.
"I just don't understand, why did he do it? I thought we were fine."
"I know... I know." Jungkook says with a small sigh, his voice soothing you, "But some guys just don't know how good they have it until it's gone."
He gently rubs your back, moving a few stray hairs away from your face. He wants to wipe the tears from your eyes, but he refrains, because he doesn't want to add to the uncomfortable feeling of having just cried on him. "You're an amazing women, and he was lucky to have you."
You look up to him, "...not good enough." Tears start to fall again.
Jungkook can't hide the hurt in his eyes as he hears your response. He hates seeing you blame yourself for something that has nothing to do with you.
"No, no." He says firmly, "That's not true at all." This time, he does reach up to wipe the tears away. He looks down into your eyes, trying to make sure that you believe what he's saying. "You're not to blame for what happened."
A sob escapes you, "Then why did he do it? There must be something wrong with me.."
"Shhhh." He murmurs, gently rubbing your back again. "The problem was with him, not you. He cheated because he's a jerk."
Jungkook wants to shout, to tell you just how wrong you are. But he doesn't want to overwhelm you right now, and he certainly doesn't want to get into a debate over it. "Just know that you're the perfect women, and he's an idiot for not realizing it."
Another sob escapes, "I hate him Jungkook."
"I know, sweetheart." He says softly, rubbing your back, "I hate him too."
He wants to say more, but he knows it's too soon. "Shhh. Just take a deep breath. Everything's going to be alright. I promise."
You try to calm yourself but the tears won't stop. "I'm sorry."
"Shhhhh. It's okay. Really, it is…" he continues to rub your back gently.
"You don't have to apologize. But you have to promise me something."
You look up to him, waiting for him to speak.
"Promise me that you won't let him make you doubt yourself. That you're not going to take any of the blame for what happened. It's all on him. Do you understand?"
You look down, processing the question. "But..."
"No buts." He says firmly, his voice is gentle, but he's not backing down. He wants you to understand just how much of the blame falls on your ex, and he wants you to stop shouldering any of it yourself. He places a finger under your chin and lifts it gently so that you are looking at him, "Understand?"
You nod and let your head fall back into his chest.
"Good." Jungkook says, his voice soft again as he hugs you tightly. He doesn't move, continuing to hold you, still gently rubbing your back and soothing you.
"I'll be right here with you. You're going to be okay." he continues to whisper, hoping that he's getting through to you.
You hold him close for a few minutes. The sound of your phone snaps you out and you pick it up. You see your ex's name light up and look to Jungkook
"Hm?" Jungkook looks down at your phone, taking note of your exes name on the screen. He glances back up to your eyes, a frown on his face.
"Is he texting you right now?" He asks quietly, a slight edge of anger in his voice.
"...yeah." You open your phone and read the text. It's not a positive one. He's calling you all sorts for breaking up with him.
Jungkook watches you open the text, a wave of anger hits him. He can't believe the nerve of your ex, calling you names and acting so entitled when he's the one in the wrong. If he'd had any respect for you or the relationship, he would have never cheated.
"He's… really doing this. Now?" He asks quietly, barely containing the rage rising inside him.
You stay silent, a single tear runs down your cheek. Making you feel like you're the one to blame for this once again
"Hey." He gently brushes the tear away with his thumb. "Don't cry."
No matter how much he wants to call your ex every name in the book right now, he forces himself to be gentle and soothing with you. Because right now, you're hurting, and you need kindness and not the harshness of his anger.
You whisper "He says it's my fault that he had to go to another woman. I wasn't doing enough for him."
"That's bullshit." He breathes, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment.
Jungkook wants to take your phone and message your ex himself. He wants an even chance to be able to tell him just how much of an ass he is. But he resists the urge and focuses on soothing you again.
"Hey, listen to me." He says softly, "It is not your fault at all." His tone is firm, but gentle.
"What if he's right. I've been so busy with my finals that I haven't been giving him all of my attention."
Jungkook doesn't hesitate before answering your question. "No, he's not right at all."
He shifts his hands so that he's cupping your face, gently forcing you to focus on him instead of his phone.
"Your school work is important. In fact, if I remember correctly, I'm pretty sure you got a 100 on the last exam we took. That deserves praise and recognition. It isn't your fault that he couldn't be patient and support you."
You look up to him, feeling his hands cup your face and smile a little. "I worked hard for that 100."
He feels some relief when you smile, it means you're slowly getting past your ex and his manipulation.
"You did. And I'm really proud of you for it." He smiles back at you, wanting to encourage this happy and optimistic mood. He doesn't want your ex's words to take over. It took all his self-control not to snap at your ex, but he refuses to let him hurt you any further.
Your phone dings once more and before you can look. Jungkook grabs ahold of it
He catches your phone before you can read the message from your ex, not wanting you to see it and feel any more hurt.
He doesn't say a word though, he just takes the phone out of your hand and sets it to the side, not even bothering to look at what was sent. He doesn't care what your ex has to say, or how he's trying to justify his actions and shift the blame on to you. He knows it's wrong and that's all that matters.
"Don't worry about him." He says, still gentle and calm.
You look at him once more. "What do I do?"
"Ignore him." He says, as if it's the most obvious answer. "He's an idiot, and you've made it perfectly clear that you don't want to talk to him right now."
He shifts himself to move a little closer, closing the distance between them. "And I'm here for you." As he's talking, he holds onto your wrists, gently rubbing your knuckles with his thumbs.
You watch him rub our hand. "Okay."
"Promise me something?" He asks softly, "Don't let him get in your head. He's just a manipulative prick who can't even handle the consequences of his own actions." He doesn't know how else to describe him, so he just resorts to insulting him.
You nod at him. "I promise."
"Good." He says with a small smile.
He seems relieved that you're starting to realize the situation for what it is, and that you aren't going to fall for your ex's manipulation and blame yourself.
"Now," He continues, shifting himself to a more comfortable position. "Did you eat dinner yet?"
You shake your head. "No."
"I thought not." He says simply.
"I'm going to go make something. If you want, you can join me and we can eat dinner together." He offers up the option, figuring that it might distract you from how much an ass your ex is.
"...okay" You smile a little at how kind he's being right now.
He smiles back, genuinely happy to see the smile on your face again, even if it is faint and hesitant. He seems a little bit relieved that you're feeling better as he stands up from the couch.
"I'll just go and get started. Do you want something specific?" He asks, moving over to the kitchen.
"Everything you make is good."
"Okay." He says with a soft smile, turning away from you and moving his way around the kitchen. Jungkook is good at cooking, both because he was taught well and also because he's genuinely interested in cooking.
He gets to work, his back to you. After a while, you hear him humming a tune under his breath as he cooks. You sit at the counter and watch him work his magic.
As he cooks, he seems to be getting more relaxed and comfortable, enjoying working with the food. He feels like he can let his mind relax a little bit since you're there with him.
He keeps humming to himself, not really looking at you. But every so often, he glances back at your direction, taking small glances and smiling when your eyes meet.
The humming eventually turns into singing as he cooks. His voice isn't bad, but it's also not professional. He doesn't seem to care though, he keeps singing. You smile as you hear his voice. It almost soothes you after everything that happened today
He keeps singing as he cooks and eventually gets done with the cooking process.
Jungkook then puts a plate together, grabbing a fork and knife and setting them down. He turns around to put the plate in front of you. "Here you go."
You look at the plate set in front of you and it looks delicious. "Thank you."
"Mhm." He says simply, standing there watching you eat. He just wants to make sure that you get some food in your system.
Jungkook feels relief wash over him as you start eating. Sure, you're still heartbroken over your ex, but at least you're having something to eat.
"Feeling a little better now?" He asks softly, hoping that you've managed to process enough to start to feel a little bit better.
You nod. "A little, thank you."
"Good." He smiles at you, his hands moving into his pockets as he watches you.
Jungkook remains quiet for a bit, trying to process everything you just went through with your ex. After a moment, he speaks again.
"Do you feel like you may be able to get some sleep soon?" He asks. It's getting late, and your finals are fast approaching.
You take a deep breath, "I guess, I don't think I can do the exam. I haven't studied."
Jungkook shakes his head. "No no, you have to do the exam. You will do fine." He reassures, his voice firm but still gentle.
He's not going to let you flunk out of your exam based on some stupid, cheating ex. "You studied hard enough for the last exam and got a 100. There's no reason you shouldn't be just as capable this time around."
"My head is just scrambled I guess."
"It's understandable. Your head is probably still hurting after the breakup." He admits.
Jungkook sits down next to you. "But I don't want you to fail your exam because of some prick. You need to take the exam and pass it."
He pauses, looking at you for a moment. "And tomorrow, once the exam is behind you, we can do whatever you want. Deal?"
You look at him. "Okay, deal."
"Good." Jungkook smiles at you. The relief of seeing you start to agree with him is enough to make him happy. He's not going to let you flunk out of a perfectly valid exam just because of a breakup. "Now, get some sleep. You'll feel better in the morning…"
"Okay." You stand and go to wash your dishes.
"Oh, you-… You don't have to wash the dishes." Jungkook offers up, standing up as well.
"I'll clean them up. Please go relax," He asks, his hands moving to take the plate from you.
"It's okay, I don't mind." You take the plate and start to wash it, "It's my way of saying thank you."
"No no, seriously," He argues.
"I don't mind doing them. You should go relax." He continues, trying to ease the plate out of your hands.
"Jungkook please, I can do them." You say, a little irritated.
"Fine, fine." He finally gives in.
Jungkook lets you keep the plate, and he watches you wash it. He's curious though how much is because you want to do it and how much of it is because you actually did want to wash the dishes. "Really, you don't need to do this… I'll do them."
You continue to wash the dishes, not answering him. You scrub hard, too hard. Your emotions getting the better of you He notices you scrubbing harder than should be necessary. He pauses, and watches you in a concerned and soft way. He reaches his hand out to stop you from scrubbing so hard, putting one hand on your wrist. He doesn't say anything yet, just watching you.
You try to fight him but he's much stronger than you, "I can do them!"
He continues to grip your wrist, stopping you from scrubbing.
"I know you can." He says. "But I think you're being a little too hard on the dishes and yourself."
You start to sob, "...I can do them."
Jungkook's gaze softens as he sees your emotions getting the better of you and the start of a sob.
"Hey, hey…" He speaks up, his voice soft and gentle. "Slow down."
Jungkook takes you into a hug now, hugging you close.
"Don't be so hard on yourself. You're tired, mentally and emotionally drained."
You sob quietly in his arms again, "…why… why did he do this..?"
"Because he's an idiot." He says, his voice sharp with disdain. "Someone selfish and childish who can't take responsibility for his own shitty actions."
He can feel you shaking in his arms. He wants to help ease your pain as much as he can.
You stay in his arms as you ask, "Can I sleep in your bed tonight? I don't want to be alone."
His eyes widen when you ask to share his bed. His mind races to thoughts he's been suppressing for a while, but he tries his best to not express them.
Jungkook nods, still keeping you in his arms.
"Of course." He says, almost in a whisper.
You hold onto him, "Thank you."
He smiles faintly.
Jungkook's mind is buzzing with thoughts now though. Does she want to sleep in the same bed because she's scared? Or because she wants to spend more time with him?
He knows he's probably reading to much into the situation. But he can't help but wonder. Once you calm down you start getting ready to sleep. You feel so tired after today that the bed has never sounded better.
He watches as you get ready, letting his eyes wander freely over your frame. You probably aren't aware of it, but he's been staring at your figure, taking in every single detail. The smooth skin of your shoulders, the curves of your back.
But he snaps out of it, reminding himself that he needs to be respectful. He's not going to act the way your ex did and take advantage of you when you're at your most vulnerable.
You stand near the sofa where he's sat, "I'm gonna head to bed, are you sure I can sleep in yours? I can use mine if you don't want me to."
"No you can share my bed." He says simply, not wanting to push you away in a situation like this.
"Okay, thanks."
"Mhm." He mumbles back, opening the door for you.
Jungkook waits for you to step inside the bed room before finally closing the door, making sure you're safe inside.
He sighs and starts to undress. He knows he probably shouldn't be sharing a bed with you, but he just doesn't have it in him to tell you no right now.
You climb into his bed and it feels so much better than yours.
Jungkook finishes changing and then gets into bed, the two of you laying under the same covers. He's laying on his side, his body pointing away from you so that he doesn't invade your personal space.
But being in the same bed is enough for him. Even that is better than being completely separate right now.
You get comfortable almost instantly and feel yourself falling asleep.
Jungkook's eyes are closed, as he tries to fall asleep. He's doing his best to ignore the closeness between the two of you, even if you're both on different sides of the bed.
It feels weird being this close to you like this, the warmth from your body next to his. He feels so much tension build back up in his stomach and his heart rate quicken.
Jungkook shifts to a more comfortable position and shuts his eyes again, trying to focus on breathing and forcing himself to sleep.
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The light fills the room and it wakes you. You look at the time and prepare yourself for your finals exam. Jungkook is woken up just as you are from the bright rays of the sun. He looks over at the clock and sighs. He wasn't able to get much sleep last night, having been too agitated and filled with tension because of your intimate proximity.
He moves to sitting up. His shoulders are tense, and his stomach hurts. He runs his hands through his hair, trying to make it more presentable before standing up.
You shower and mentally prepare yourself for the day. Hoping that it goes a lot better than yesterday.
Jungkook does the same, his thoughts a bit of a mess. He's anxious about the exam, but his nervous thoughts keep drifting back to the fact that he spent the night sharing a bed with you.
He finishes getting ready, his hair damp and his body feeling like its being pulled in a million different directions at once.
You grab your bag and look at Jungkook. "Ready?"
"Mhm." he mumbles.
Jungkook's face has this neutral look on it, but his mind is racing with thoughts and emotions towards you. He keeps his feelings buried inside him, trying to get back to his neutral self.
"Let's go." He adds.
Once outside, he follows you to the exam hall. His mind is racing with thoughts though. He has an exam to pass, and he doesn't even have his head in the game. Everything he's thinking about is in regards to you.
He keeps his eyes forward, trying to suppress the distracting thoughts. He doesn't want to give himself away until after the exam, but even that will be difficult.
He continues to stay close to you as you walk towards the hall. Once outside the entrance you turn and look at Jungkook. "Ready to ace this?"
"I am." He nods, trying to keep his emotions out of his voice.
"Let's do this." He smiles half-heartedly, his mind still wandering to thoughts of you.
He continues to stay close to you, his heartbeat starting to quicken again.
You smile at himYou take the exam with ease. Jungkook was right about you not needing to worry. You finish with a few minutes to spare. You look around and see Jungkook, his face covered in concentration and you can't help but smile at him and walk inside, taking your named seat and wait for the exam to start.
Jungkook follows you in, finding his own seat with his name on it. He leans back on his seat and settles his hands in his lap. He's anxious and nervous, but he reminds himself that the next few hours are all about performing at his best for the exam. Nothing else matters.
The exam begins, and you both start to write in your answers. You're both focused on it, even though a part of you just wants it to end to go back to the comfort of each other's company. You take the exam with ease. Jungkook was right about you not needing to worry. You finish with a few minutes to spare. You look around and see Jungkook, his face covered in concentration and you can't help but smile at him
Jungkook is also near the end of his exam. When he sees you smile at him, he feels a moment of weakness when he should be focused on the exam. But he can't help but smile back and give you a quick wave.
He looks back at the exam, trying to stay focused as he finishes filling in his last minute answers. He glances at you every once in a while, but he tries not to let his eyes wander too often as to distract himself further.
"Okay times up." You turn to the professor as he starts to collect the papers.
You both finally hand in your papers, and make your way out of the exam hall. You're both so relieved and tired, both mentally and physically drained.
Jungkook walks next to you, his arm casually brushing against yours. He takes deep breaths, his nerves and anxiety slowly subsiding now that the exam is over.
"How did it go for you?" You ask looking up at him.
"I think I did alright." He shrugs his shoulders. "I don't feel terribly confident, but I did finish all the questions."
He looks at you and nods approvingly. "How about you? How do you feel about the exam?"
You smile. "Easy as always."
He gives you a light smile back.
"Good to hear that you found it easy." He says softly.
"I take it you finished in time too, then?" He asks, his tone playful as he teases you a little.
You chuckle, "Had a few minutes to spare."
"Oh, I'm impressed." He plays along with the joke, giving you a light and teasing smirk.
"So what's next for the day?" He asks, his tone still light as he shifts the topic.
"I don't know, maybe a celebratory drink? We did just finish our final exam of the semester"
"I'll take any excuse to celebrate, as long as I have good company." He smiles lightly, his flirtatious tone returning as he plays into the playful energy you're giving him.
"So drink it is? I don't know about you, but I could use a beer right now."
You nod and take hold of his arm. "Me too."
Jungkook chuckles slightly as you take hold of his arm, and he can feel himself being pulled along by you.
He likes the physical contact, even if it isn't much. The slight touching of your arm is enough to get his heart beating faster. He doesn't want to show it too much though, even if he can't help but smile back at you.
"Lead the way then." He says, his voice still playful with a teasing tone.
You walk together to your favourite bar, it's full of other students celebrating. Jungkook follows you, walking beside you and taking in the festivities around you both. It's clear that all the students who just finished the exam were feeling pretty celebratory.
"They're really trying to get wasted, huh?" He says with a chuckle, watching some guys down shots together.
You laugh. "I think we have some catching up to do."
"Yeah, I think we do." He adds playfully, starting to slow down slightly as you approach the bar area.
He follows you over to the bar, watching people pour themselves drinks. Everyone has their drinks, it seems, and many are trying to make their shot's last longer, using chasers and such.
"What do you want to get?" He asks you, letting his hand brush your lower back momentarily when he speaks to you.
"You choose." You say, leaning on the bar.
He thinks for a minute, looking over the different drinks on display.
"Beer or something stronger?" He asks, his finger absently tracing patterns on the bar counter as he contemplates the choice between the two.
"I think we deserve something stronger."
"I like that logic." He whispers softly.
He looks at the stronger drinks lined up on the counter. His eyes immediately land on the tequila, and his mouth waters slightly at the thought of it.
"Can I get a shot of tequila, please?" he says to the bartender.
The bartend starts to pour the shot, and Jungkook grabs a couple of glasses for water, which the bartender delivers to him along with the shot of tequila.
You pick up the shot and hold it in the air, "To finishing exams and shitty relationships!"
He raises his shot in the air as well, a slight grin on his face.
"Cheers to that!" He grins, the playful energy between the two of you making each glass clink sound more energetic than it should.
He downs his shot of tequila. The liquor is strong and burns his throat, but he does his best to hide his reaction.
You laugh at his reaction and ask the bartender for one more
He watches you as you order another round of shots. A light smile crosses his face when he sees you laugh at his reaction to the tequila.
Jungkook takes his glass of water. He doesn't want to get plastered off his one shot of liquor, so he opts for water.
He watches you down the shot of tequila, admiring you a little in silence.
You take the shot and enjoy the burn it gives you, "Too strong for you? Shall we have a beer instead?"
"Yeah, yeah." He says playfully, not wanting to admit that he isn't quite used to the burning sensation of tequila.
"Beer is definitely more my speed." He says back playfully as he orders a round of beer.
"You wanna stick to tequila though…" He adds teasingly, "or were you thinking of switching to beer too?"
"Well another shot is tempting… but I'll take the beer."
"Wise choice." Jungkook replies back playfully, giving your arm a small pat as he picks up his glass of beer.
"You still want to do shots don't you?" He asks slightly playfully, his arms resting on the counter as he continues to watch you and wait for your response.
You smile. "Of course!" You chuckle.
"Then let's do it." He smiles back, his playful tone matching hers.
He orders another round of shots. The tequila burns just as much as the first time, but he does a better job at hiding his reaction.
He takes his shot of tequila, this time taking a second glass of water afterwards as well.
"Shall we do one more?" He asks playfully, still holding your arm, his thumb casually tracing a circle on you wrist as the alcohol starts to get to him.
You nod, "I need ten more!" You joke to him.
"Oh you think you can handle ten shots of tequila huh?" He chuckles back, matching your playful energy.
He can feel the alcohol start to loosen him up slightly. He has less inhibitions about the playful flirting, but he tries to stay in control.
His thumb continues its gentle circling around your wrist as he teases you.
"I can, can you?" You ask, poking his shoulder playfully.
"Hey now…" he grins playfully, trying to keep up with your playful banter.
"I'm sure I can." He says confidently. "I could probably beat you in a drinking contest." He chuckles.
"Let's prove it." He says playfully, taking another shot of tequila.
"Fine, game on!" You take another shot and love the burn it gives.
Jungkook downs his next shot of tequila as well, the alcohol definitely getting to him at this point.
His expression is less serious now, almost becoming a smirk, he still has his playful side though.
"You feeling the effects yet?" He asks playfully, grabbing another glass of water after finishing his shot.
"Maybe a little." You definitely do, you feel good. The best you've felt in the past 24 hours.
"You look like you're definitely feeling it…" he chuckles playfully, noticing the effect that the alcohol is starting to have on you.
"But you said you can handle more shots… so let's see it."
Jungkook downs his next shot of tequila. The alcohol has his brain processing a bit slower than normal, but he doesn't feel too much to stop him drinking more either.
"Fine," You hold the shot and down it in one. "I am going to beat you." You sing to him.
"Oh… oh really?" He asks playfully, but it's clear that he's definitely starting to feel loose from the alcohol.
"I doubt that." He adds on, laughing as he grabs his next glass of water. "But we'll see… we'll see."
Jungkook takes his next shot of tequila, his eyes widening slightly at the burn it gives. But he takes it like a champ, his grin only getting wider on his face.
You follow and take another shot. Your favourite song starts playing and your eyes widen, "Jungkook, we have to dance!"
"Dance?" Jungkook asks, a little surprised by your sudden suggestion.
He laughs and tilts his head playfully. "Why do we have to dance now? Can't we just relax and chill?" He chuckles, a slightly goofy smile on his face as the alcohol takes even more effect.
You grab hold of his hand and try to pull him off his seat, "Come on, it's my favourite song!"
"Alright, alright." He chuckles a bit as you pull him to his feet. "Let's go."
Jungkook takes your hand and lets himself be led away. The alcohol has his mind a bit foggy, and he's no longer thinking as rationally as he normally would.
He's more likely to just go with the flow, especially when there's music and dancing involved. You lead him to the dance floor which is already crowded but you find a spot and move to your song.
He follows you to the dance floor without hesitation, making sure to stay close to you so he doesn't lose you in the crowd.
He listens to the music for a moment before starting to move. The beat is getting to him, though. He feels more relaxed and carefree when he's dancing, even if his mind is slowly being impaired by the alcohol.
Jungkook is pretty good at dancing and makes sure to blend into the crowd of everyone else who's dancing along.
With the alcohol, combined with the music and the joy from watching you dance, Jungkook feels even more carefree than usual.
He moves along with the music, his body flowing with it. He doesn't even think about his movements anymore. He's simply responding to the song that's playing.
The alcohol continues to make it's affect known throughout his body, and he starts to become more and more loose. He's not stumbling or anything, but he's definitely starting to lose some of his inhibitions.
He moves with you, the two of you dancing together.
He's getting a little bold with the alcohol flowing through his body though. He's starting to lean in closer to you as you dance, his hand on your hip pulling you slightly closer to him as you both move to the music.
The alcohol is definitely making him lean closer than normal right now. Normally he wouldn't even try to get this close, but right now, he doesn't seem to care how bold he's being.
The touch feels nice between the two of them and he doesn't seem to want to stop. He leans slightly closer, and continues to dance to the music with his arm around your waist. He's still holding your hand, not letting go for a moment.
He can't help but notice the feeling of you pressing into him as you dance.
He's so focused on the music right now that he barely notices your movements, or how close your bodies are.
He's slowly relaxing as you press into him, his own hands tightening on you as he pulls you slightly closer.
The beat of the music is starting to make his muscles move subtly and he's not realizing how bold he's getting with his hands.
You look up to him to find he is already looking at you. You don't stop moving, you have never seen him look at you this way. It's different. Not like a friend but something more.
Jungkook is just as caught up in the moment as you are, so when your eyes finally meet his, it takes him by surprise.
There's a slight tension and chemistry between the two of you that has been building up for a while, and the moment you lock eyes, it feels like a jolt of electricity going through both of your bodies.
Jungkook's eyes have never met yours in such a way, there's a clear shift in his expression that shows just how caught up he is in not only the night, but you…
It feels like time has slowed down as he closes the distance between you two.
Jungkook's eyes are locked on yours, his gaze full of energy and the smallest hint of lust. He's been wanting to do this for a while now, and the alcohol is only increasing the desire to take this further.
He's moving so slowly, but in those few seconds before he's pressed his lips to yours, the tension is almost unbearable.
The first touch of your lips is enough to send shivers down his spine. The kiss itself feels like a rush.
Jungkook takes you in, holding your body close against his as he kisses you. The music is still playing all around them, but it feels like nobody else exists except for the two of you.
Jungkook can't get enough of your touch right now, his desire for you growing with each soft brush of your lips.
Jungkook's heart was racing now; he could feel his breath quickening. As the kiss continues, he pulls you even closer to him, wanting nothing more in the world than to taste your lips.
Jungkook's hands start to run up and down the sides of your body, tracing the smooth skin of your thighs as you continue moving to the beat of the music. He doesn't want this moment to end, and doesn't want to think about anything outside of the moment here and now.
You pull back and look up to him. You feel a little confusion but it also just feels right.
Jungkook's mind has completely blanked due to the rush of the alcohol and the kiss.
He looks at you, a little confused as to why you pulled away. His eyes scan you, his mouth slightly open. It's like he's trying to process what just happened.
"We should head back." You say, looking into his eyes trying not to let them slip to his lips. All he does is nod before taking your hand and walking you both out of the bar.
The walk back is silent, you don't know what to do. The tension between the two of you has never been so high, you just want to get back.
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Walking into your apartment, your mind starts racing with all kinds of thoughts. Has he always felt like this toward you? Have you?
You run your hands through your hair and look at him, he's just stood there. His gaze is fixated on you.
"Listen I-"
Before you could finish your sentence he strides to you and takes you into a kiss once more. This time it's not gentle, he takes you. His mouth claiming yours, you don't hold back and let him in. His tongue dancing with yours, you can't help but moan at this sensation. He puls back and looks at you.
"I should've done this a long time ago Y/N."
You look him up and down, unable to reply.
His eyes scan your face, unsure what to do next. You help, you cup his face and whisper. "I wish you did." You bring him toward you and kiss him. He sees this as the perfect opportunity and lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and walks straight into his bedroom.
He gently lowers you onto his bed, stands up and removes his shirt. You have never looked at him this way before and you stare in awe at his physique. His tattoo, his hair disheveled makes him look even more hot.
He comes back down and kisses you over, his mouth moves to your neck and you lift your head to grant him access. His hands start roaming your body, your arms, your chest sliding down to the hem of your dress. He looks to you for your consent and your heart warms a little as you give a little nod. In one swift move your dress is off and laying on the floor. He stands and looks down on you, you should feel embarrassed but with him staring at you like that, it just makes you feel hotter.
"Beautifull Y/N, that man is a fool to lose you." He comes down to you, his face so close to yours but he speaks once more. "But i'm happy he did, because now you're mine." He kisses you, hard. Claiming you as his. You love it, your hips buckle under him and you feel the hardness of him against you. Your hands move to his jeans and move to undo them. He helps you, undoing his belt and taking his jeans off. You stare and move to take off his boxers but he pauses, placing his hand on yours.
You look up, worried you were tushing him too much but the stare he gives you turns you into a puddle there and then.
"Wouldn't be fair without you taking yours off sweetheart."
You blush instantly, he lowers himself down and leaves a trail of kisses, starting at your lips and moving lower and lower until he reaches to strap of your underwear. His fingers curl around them, teasing you.
"You want these off?"
All you can do is nod, your body is practically begging him. You hear him chuckle as he slowly slides them down your legs, the cold leaving a slight chill to your exposed body but you welcome it as the heat you feel right now is overwhelming. He follows suit and removes his, you almost gawp at his length but you try to hide it. Not very well as you see him smirk, giving himself a few pumps before grabbing a condom from his drawer.
He climbs the bed until he is hovering above you.
"You sure?" You look to him, his eyes holding a little concern as this was your last chance to pull out of this, he needs this consent before moving forward. You wrap your hands around his neck and answer. "Please Jungkook, make me forget about him."
His head dips at your words. "Oh Sweetheart, you'll never think of him again. I promise."
He lines himself up to you before pushing in, you both gasp in unison at the sensation of each other. He picks up speed slowly, your moans fill the room. It feels so good you don't want this to end.
"Jungkook" You moan his name and almost growls in return.
"God I love it when you say my name." He picks up speed and thrusts even harder into you. "Say it again Sweetheart."
"Jungkook please." You whimper as you just want more, you want all of him and nothing else.
He takes you even harder, his head falls beside you as he picks up his speed. "So good Sweetheart, you feel so good."
He keeps going, not slowing down. You feel the butterflies building inside of you. "Jungkook I'm gonna..."
He lifts his head and kisses you while taking you hard.
"Please Sweetheart, come with me. While I take you, yes Sweetheart."
Your moans grow in volume as you feel it build more and more until you see stars. Your back arches as you explode below him, you scream his name a final time before coming back down.
You feel his movement get sloppy as he slows down, he finished with you.
He comes to a stop and lays next to you, he takes you in his arms. Brushing your hair with his fingers. You lay on his chest and feel every rise and fall.
He holds you close, not wanting to let go.
You raise your head and look to him, he cocks his head as he listens to you.
"How long have you waited for this moment?" You can't help but ask him, he feels as if he has longed for this moment for a while so you had to ask.
He smiles while looking at you, still combing your hair.
"Sweetheart, I have wanted you ever since I laid my eyes on you. But you weren't mine to have then."
Your eyes widen as he spoke, you had no idea. You were so oblivious to his feelings.
"Until now." He leans down and kisses you, slowly.
"And I will never break your heart, you're mine now Sweetheart. No-one will be coming between us ever again."
You don't have to say anything else, you lay your head on his chest once more. You feel safe, and you know he will never do as others have done to you.
He's yours and finally you're his, and God don't you know it.
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2hightocare · 2 days
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@ jk and oc reaction to Joon suel dating 🤣
Were they chill saw i4 coming or were they really surprised?
they actually such shippers but in their own way (here’s a cute scenario of them noticing that ye joon def has a crush on seul🥹🥹🥹)
“Let’s let Iseul drive,” you joke, causing your daughter's eyes to widen as Jungkook and Ye Joon immediately agree, laughing at Iseul’s reaction. “I’m actually more of a passenger, princess,” Iseul says, but soon finds herself in the driver's seat with a scowl on her face.
“It wouldn’t hurt to smile a bit, dimples,” Ye Joon jokes from the passenger seat, tugging on a small piece of Iseul’s hair. You and your husband happily and silently joke about how cute they are from the back seats. “It’s like you all have a death wish,” Iseul playfully retorts as she turns on Jungkook's car.
Everyone knows how much Iseul hates driving, which comes as a shocker to people since she has a better car than you and Jungkook. It makes you realize the meaning behind: kids first, parents second. “Ye Joon, you are in charge of directions. Act like me and Y/n are not here,” Jungkook interlocks his hand with yours as you drop your head on his shoulder with a giggle.
“Y'all do know Seul doesn’t know her left or right?” Ye Joon jokes, earning a glare from the girl beside him in a sundress.
“You shouldn’t be talking bad about the driver. Just a small turn ca-” Iseul gets interrupted by her dad.
“Okay, less talking, more driving,” he shakes his head with a chuckle, making everyone in the car laugh.The car ride to the restaurant is filled with banter between the driver and the passenger princess in question. “So in this next stop, turn left,” Ye Joon says, watching Iseul giggle nervously and putting her two hands up in two “L’s.”
“Baby left!” Ye Joon points to the left side of the street, the nickname rolling smoothly off his tongue, making yours and Jungkook's ears perk up.
“You heard that right?” Jungkook whispers into your ear, his breath hitting your neck, making you giggle softly. “I think he has a crush on her,” you reply, making Jungkook bite his lip to contain the smile he wants to let out. “Taehyung told me the same thing, talking about getting upgraded as father-in-law and winning against Eunbi,” your husband whispers back.
“She’s dating Luka though,” you whisper, watching the two of them bicker about directions. “You know what they say, don’t let your boyfriend stop you from finding the love of your life,” Jungkook whispers into your ear, making you burst into laughter, which catches Ye Joon's attention.
He raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to share ‘what’s so funny,’ but you only shrug before shooting your husband a mock expression right after the brown curly-haired boy turns his attention back to the pretty girl beside him.
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hwangalleryy · 2 days
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➨ NOVOS HORIZONTES
capa feita para PrincipeDark98 x jennie & jungkook.
pngs: YOUREILUDIDA
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fuckito · 1 day
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꒰ 🚬 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:・゚
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𝖡𝗎𝗍 ⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎 ⠀𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 ⠀𝘁𝗼 ⠀𝗺𝗲⠀, ⠀𝗈𝗈𝗁⠀, ⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎 ⠀𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 ⠀𝘁𝗼 ⠀𝗺𝗲
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yoonjikooka · 2 days
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#18. Amores de viagem (Taekook)
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Capa teste, disponível para futura doação.
p.s: Bom.. oi? Quem é vivo sempre aparece, né? Brincadeiras á parte, dei uma sumidinha por que um bichinho chamado bloqueio criativo me picou. Ainda estou em repouso e tomando remédios para melhorar, dito isso, olha aqui o resultado. Admito que apareci aqui hoje só para doar uma capa e entrei no psc6 sem pretensão alguma para editar e saiu isso sem querer. Até que gostei do resultado, vius?!
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rkivepetals · 2 days
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Happy birthday
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THE SECRET HISTORY DRABBLE IS HEREEEEE GRAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
they’re so cute I’m gonna throw up and I’m not even kidding
Professor!reader x husband!jungkook (they’re so in love it’s sick.)
They’re trying to celebrate oc’s birthday in this one but she is so busy ;-;
It’s completely safe for Ramadan btw cause like it’s pure fluff fluff fluff
Enough ranting yall can read now
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“For today, I’ll be sending off the assignment in your mail, so make sure to read through it and submit the key points.” You say in your microphone, piling up your classics. “I’ll see you next week,” You say to your bored class and exhale, hanging your bag on your soldiers and taking your brown overcoat, walking out of the lecture hall. “Hi!”
Jungkook smiled, wide and toothy. You smiled, “Hi.” He cleared his throat, taking out a bouquet of lilies, “Happy birthday, honey.” Your smile widens, glancing at the pretty lily bouquet as you take it. “Thank you.” He smiled, sweet and gentle. You both walk out, hand on your waist, “how was your lecture?” He asked, taking your books and overcoat from you.
“Boring. As usual.” He clicked his tongue, “Your students don’t deserve you. If you were to be my literature professor, I’d write poems on you.” You laughed, slow. Glancing at his pretty face, he has put an extra effort to look more boyish. Whenever jungkook came to pick you up, he never came inside and was mostly in his work attire. But when he came in today, he chose to wear denim.
“I don’t see you wearing denim much.” He hums, “I wanted to look young.” You sneered, “You already look pretty young. No one cares in here, except when you’re handsome.” He tightened his hold on you, pulling you a bit closer as you slightly stumble. “What are you—“ “Professor Jeon!”
You slightly frowned and looked up at a bunch of students, mostly girls. Eyeing you, your lily bouquet and then your husband with your coat and books. “Yeah, what is it?” They smile, and it sours you. These were the type of girls who’d stick chewing gum on your coats, rip up pages, and annoy you in class. “I was thinking…are you going to give extra content for notes?”
You sigh, “No, I told you. The mail I will be sending will have an article. That’s pretty much it.” Her eyes lingered on jungkook and so for the people behind her. “Oh, alright.” Jungkook didn’t give a mind to her and her friends, he was focused on you, a little flutter in pride of your fixed and intimidating professor side. “Is he your brother?”
She smiled, jumgkook frowned, “what?!” He offensively scowls at them as you sigh, “No. He’s my husband.” Their smiles fade, turning into rude scowls. “Oh.” She pressed a sarcastic smile onto you, “I see.” She cleared her throat, “then you must have a child as well.” Jungkook raised his brows, “No. And I think it’s very rude of you to be invading your professor’s personal life.”
The girl behind her scoffs, “If you don’t wish to be questioned then why come and pick her up? It’s not a lover’s spot, it’s a university.” Jungkook glared, sneering in sarcasm. “I should ask you the Same when you kiss seven dudes in a row.” You gasp, “jungkook!” He didn’t budge, not once.
They glared at him, “Well I think Mrs Jeon your husband is very very rude.” You held jungkook’s hand, squeezing it, assuring him to not say anything. “You’re not that sweet either. Please go back to your classes.” The boy rolled his eyes, “we just wanted to wish you a happy birthday.” You smiled, “thank you so much.”
And they glared at your husband and left while murmuring under their breaths. You sighed and looked at him, “Why did you argue with them?” He sighs, gaze softening at your face. “They’re annoying. How do you deal with them?” You shook your head and continued to walk out of the uni. “Youngblood, always on the edge.”
He sneered, “It’s not like we’re fifty or something, darling.” You chuckled, feeling his fingers intertwine yours. “I booked our favourite restaurant for your birthday. Your friends are also coming, we shouldn’t be late.” You sigh and glance at his appealing face. “But I have work.”
He looks over at you, “But today is your birthday! It can wait, right?” You nervously scratch your neck, “I don’t think so. I need to write an email for my students, the submission date is tomorrow, so I don’t think we could celebrate.” Your heart broke seeing his saddened pout. You both were ahead of his car, he sighs, looking down at the ground in defeat.
“But I invited everyone.” He murmured as you placed your hand on his back, “Maybe you should go and I join in later?” He chuckled, “Are you crazy? It’s your birthday, I did this all for you.” You sigh, “It’s really important, Jungkook. You just saw how crazy the students are.” He moans and leans on his black Maserati, folding his hands, all your books and overcast at the roof of his car.
“What if we both go together after you’re done?” You thought for a moment, “But you invited everyone.” He clicked his tongue, “They can run themselves, but I’m not going alone. Not without you.” You sigh, “Y’know it’s very childish, you should go. I swear I’ll join in.” He shook his head, “Nuh. I’ll give my card to Mom, she will handle your friends. Or maybe we could have a little date at home?!”
You giggled at his excitement, “Fine. But first, let me complete my work.” You say and go to the other side, to sit in his car so he can drive you home. A home is a new place for you, after Contemplating so much, you finally decided to move into his brought house after it was on rent for about two to three years. And your mother’s house sits there quietly, you often visit it when Jungkook and his mother go on calculated vacations and when you’ve too much work and use it as an office and sleep there for days.
It’s a little cocoon of your own. But if you could say honestly, the lake, the Ivy, the tall trees and the warm wood just bring you as much comfort and love. What makes you even more fuzzier is that it’s your husband’s own house. He worked day and night to buy something like this, something that could make your poetic soul wiggle in happiness. You smile, seeing the lake still and your home just not too far away from it.
Jungkook parked his car to the side, as you opened the door and walked out, taking your bag and books and he followed behind with your coat. “It’s a little cold nowadays.” He says, brushing past your fingers, a thing he usually does when he wants to hold your hand. You hum, smiling at his big fingers holding yours delicately.
As if you were made of glass. It’s always the etiquette he held, the delicate touch and hold he offered, he never wend through all the way forcing and pushing you, grudging you in his embrace or something. That was not his thing. His thing was delicate soft touches, hand holding, small caresses, sweet kisses, drinking wine, eating together, taking Polaroids of you.
“It’s going to be fall soon.” You say, caressing his dainty thumb as he hums and nods his head, “And the time of our wedding anniversary.” You chuckled, “Right.” Stepping onto the small set of staircase, you wait for him to jiggle the keys and open the door so you can go in. “I promise I’ll be quick.”
You say, removing your bag and unbuttoning a bit of your shirt. Removing your shoes and going to the bathroom on the hallways to wash your face and clean your glasses. Jungkook drops on his set of couch, a little exhausted from work. “Do you want some wine, sweetie?” You cleared your throat and wiped your face, “no. Just coffee.”
You say and clutch your hair in a bun. Wearing your glasses and coming out, softly locking the door behind you. “I’ll be in our room, upstairs.” You say as he hums, “Coming up with your coffee!” You slightly smile and take your classics, thumping down to the stairs and up in your room. Sighing before you open the door and quickly turn on your old laptop which you took from taehyung, you yawned a little.
Clearing your throat as you turn on your lamp and open the windows, Letting some fresh air in. It was turning dark, you needed to hurry. Screeching your chair closer, you open all the books and fix your glasses, typing furiously. Jungkook came, a little late though as you figured out he must’ve given his card details to his mom. “Coffee~”
He sang and placed a big glass of black coffee with a straw in it. Then he placed a bunch of washed and dried strawberries. You smiled at him as he softly pecked your head, “I’m waiting, take your time.” You hum and sip your coffee, god bless Jungkook and his soul for providing you with the sacred coffee because you would’ve slept the whole day in. “Are you done?”
He asks, pouting at you focused. “Not yet…” he hums. It’s just been barely fifteen minutes since he stepped in. He exhaled and gazed at the boring ceilings. Deciding to change instead. He got up and took out a pair of brown pants and a white shirt. Looking at you one last time, he went inside the bathroom. When he came back, the first thing he asked was are you done yet.
“Not yet Jungkook…” he sighs, pouting as he steals a few strawberries and plops on the bed. It was almost eight p.m. he used his phone relentlessly, read books, and slept. And you were still not done yet. Every fifteen minutes he asked if you were done with your work. You sigh, smiling proudly as you click on the mail button.
Sighing in relief, you quickened your pace and turned off the laptop, cracking your fingers and closing your books. “I’m done!” And the next thing you heard was his snores. You sigh, walking over to a deep-slept Jungkook, a few buttons of his shirts undone, book sprawled out on the side. You smiled softly and leaned in to kiss his head.
Feeling a little bad that he couldn’t celebrate your birthday with you. Your stomach grumbled, it had been past eleven. The restaurant must’ve been closed by now, you softly massage your temples and decide to take a shower first. Seeing how in peace he is, you’d wake him up when you’re done cooking. Taking your steps further toward the wardrobe, you halt.
Jungkook held your hand, “won’t you see what gift I got you?” You smiled, looking over at him. “I thought you were asleep.” He hums, getting up, “I was but…” he cleared his throat, “close your eyes.” You chuckled, “What did you get me, c’mon.” He clicked his tongue, “Eyes close first.” You rolled your eyes, “fine!”
“Open!” He clapped, and you did. Examining him up and down as you frowned, “Where is it?” “Me. I am your gift.” You rolled your eyes back to your skull with a smile, he laughed, “Look there.” He turns your body toward your desk as you gasp, a mechanical vintage keyboard is placed there. “Shut up.”
He laughed, “It’s original.” You place your hand over your mouth, you’ve wanted one for so long. You turn to your endeared husband, throwing yourself in his arms, “I love you!” He giggled and held you close, you clutched onto him tightly. “I love you more, sweetheart.” He swayed you in his arms as you excitedly touched the keys.
“This is gorgeous!” You yelled monstrously as he chuckled and hurriedly opened his bedside drawer, taking out his Polaroid camera. “Y/n.” You looked back at him as he clicked the picture. “You like it?” He asked, looking over at your wide smile and shaky pupils. It’s rare to get you jumping like a little girl, he’s very assured he might be the only one to get you happy to this extent.
“I love it!” You hug him again, kissing his cheek with a smooch. He smiles like a stupid boy In love, “I also ordered a new laptop for you, I know you need one.” You looked at his face, hugging him tight again. What else could you ask from your life? “You take so much care of me.” You say while looking into his shaky pupils.
He softly tugs your cheeks, “It’s because it’s my responsibility.” You smiled, leaning in to softly kiss his lips as he gave you back the sweetness of his tongue. Kissing your forehead afterwards. “It’s too late to go have dinner.” You looked in his eyes, a little saddened. He sighs, “Well, then would you want to have some steak?”
You smile and nod, “Yes.” He chuckled, “I’ll order some food.” You hum, “I’ll go take a shower meanwhile.” You say and turn to your wardrobe, taking out your crème silk nightgown and going into the bathroom for a shower all while Jungkook orders some food for you both. When you were done, you immediately went down knowing he told you he was in the hall.
Turning off the lights as your footsteps thump in the quiet hallways, Jungkook serving some food with the television on. “Did you shower, already?” You nod, “Yeah.” You sink on the couch beside him, patiently waiting for him to serve you as he did so. Juicy stake with peanut-flavoured chickpeas and lettuce. “Wow.”
You comfortably fold your legs and take a big satisfying bite. “Is it good?” He asked, spreading homemade garlic butter on your piece of stake. “It’s delicious.” He hums and sinks in just like you. Watching a random movie as you both enjoy your past birthday meal, considering it was already past twelve. You sat and ate in silence, usually, you banter about preferences but today you were just too hungry.
The white wine on the side gave you just enough reasons to shut up. You sip the last bit and exhale in content. “Are you satisfied?” He asks, opening another thermocol box. “Yes, all the back cramps were paid off.” He chuckled, opening a small perfect red ganache cake. You smile, reading what has been written on it with white frosting.
Laughing out loudly afterwards, “Thirty-one and still hot.” He reads as you laugh, giggling with your chest. Taking the wooden spoon, you take a bit of it and forward it to Jungkook. He licks it clean, “it’s tasty.” He says as if he wasn’t expecting much. You taste yourself and scrunch your nose, “strawberries.” “You don’t like it?”
“No, I like it.” You say and curve your spoon for a bigger bite, nodding your head when your tastebuds are satisfied. Shivering at the cold breeze that came directly from the trees around you, you rub your arms. He puts down the cake, none of you had a sweet tooth. But Jungkook still preferred to get cakes on birthdays for a little celebratory treat.
You sigh, taking your feet up on the soft material of the couch. Husband scoots closer as you place your head on his shoulder, watching the screen ahead of you. Eyes drowsy, Jungkook wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer. You hid yourself in his white shirt and closed your eyes, tired of all the work that you’d been putting through the whole day. He softly caresses your slightly wet hair, kissing your head afterwards.
“Tired?”
“Hm.”
He exhaled, turning the TV off and picking you up, walking toward your bedroom upstairs and dropping you on the bed gently. You squirmed, you weren’t asleep yet. Whining at the loss of comfort as he wrapped a thick comforter around you and you finally stopped, joined by him again as you immediately clutched his torso, feeling at most home. “Good night, love.” You hummed without a word and slept, draped with arms full of love.
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moon-027 · 2 days
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Please like and reblog if you are gonna use it ! @it8manu
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btsstaysgold · 1 day
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When min yoongi gives you CEO vibes>>>>>>>
(crtto)
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jjkeverlast · 22 hours
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missing him a lot more today 🕯️✨
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kittykatyoongi · 2 days
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the rainbow of bangtan ✧.*
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