#faerie jungkook

[junqkook]

— ROTTENFOLK: AFTERMATH (m.)

PAIRING. jungkook/reader, taehyung/reader GENRE. faerie au, angst, smut WORDS. 10,234 RATING. explicit

SYNOPSIS. six years after escaping from the faerie realm, you’ve done everything to hide yourself and your son from the high king. but you should have known he would never let you go so easily.

CONTENTS. boyfriend taehyung, faerie king jungkook, human reader, mother reader, father jungkook, kidnapping, manipulation, slight dubcon, riding, grinding, creampie, unprotected sex (stay safe!), rough sex, hair pulling, biting/marking, possessiveness, accidental exhibitionism/voyeurism, infidelity, multiple orgasms, hinted f/f, pregnancy, multiple smut scenes (!), overstimulation, fingering, dom jungkook.

NOTES. this is a sequel to rottenfolk. i highly suggest reading rottenfolk before reading this one. Y’ALL GOT ME MISSING THIS WORLD, so i gave in to my own desires and wrote this. i’ll warn you all now: this is not a happy story.

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— rottenfolk. rottenfolk: aftermath.

Taehyung’s arms wrapped around you from behind and you giggled, leaning back into his chest. The smell of breakfast filled the kitchen and your boyfriend’s warm lips pressed chaste kisses against your neck.

“Missed you this morning,” he murmured.

You hummed and closed your eyes, losing yourself in the feeling of him. “I woke up early and decided to treat my lovely boys to breakfast today.”

Taehyung chuckled and pulled his mouth away from your neck, resting his cheek against yours instead. “You know what Soobin told me last night?”

“What’d he tell you?”

“He concocted such an imaginative story,” your boyfriend of three years started, a lightness to his voice that comforted you. “Said he saw magical creatures in the forest by the park that knew his name—”

Your eyes shot open and you tensed in Taehyung’s arms. “What?”

He continued without noticing your reaction. “Yeah, he was telling me all about these—actually kind of grotesque now that I think about it—”

You whirled around in his arms and faced him. “When did he tell you this exactly? Where?”

Taehyung cupped your face and smiled at you. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong? Don’t worry, it’s just a story, he was probably watching YouTube or something and got the ideas—”

“Tae,” you pressed. “I’m serious. Please answer me.”

He held up his hands in defense and nodded. “Okay, okay. He told me while we were walking home from the park yesterday. He was really excited about it and said the fairies told him they’d see him again. It’s nothing bad, sweetheart. He’s just a five year old with an active imagination.”

You cursed under your breath. “Why didn’t you tell me last night?”

Taehyung shrugged and crossed his arms. “I don’t know, it didn’t seem like pressing information to share. And you were dead tired when you came home, so it must have slipped my mind.” As he watched you flutter around the kitchen nervously, he continued. “Can you tell me what’s going on with you right now?”

You sighed and faced your boyfriend. “Remember when I told you about Soobin’s father?”

Taehyung pursed his lips. “Yeah. You said he’s dangerous.”

“He is,” you said. “I didn’t think he’d find me, or even be interested in it, but—he doesn’t know about Soobin. And I planned to keep it that way.”

“Okay,” Taehyung replied slowly. “So what’s changed?”

“Everything,” you whimpered. “If Soobin said that to you, it means his father knows about him. It’s… his people,” you said carefully. “They’re the only ones who would tell Soobin that they’re magical creatures and—if they know about my son, it’s only a matter of time before he knows, too.”

Taehyung rubbed his temples, making sure to keep his voice low. “So, what do we do now?”

Before you could answer, the sound of padding footsteps through the house interrupted your conversation. “Mama, good morning!” Soobin’s sleepy voice called out. He appeared from behind Taehyung, rubbing his tired eyes.

Scooping him up into your arms, you pressed kisses to his chubby cheek. He murmured half-heartedly and buried his little face into your neck. The tips of his growing horns pressed into your skin lightly. You smoothed down his dark hair and gave Taehyung a pleading look.

“Morning, little man,” your boyfriend said, patting your son on the back. “You ready for breakfast?”

Soobin sat up in your arms, turning his small body to look at his surrogate father, who had been in majority of his life. “Yes,” he mumbled, squirming until you set him down so he could grasp at Taehyung’s large hand. “Good morning.”

You watched Taehyung lead him over to the table, helping him scoot his chair closer to the table once he was seated. Hurrying, you brought over your boys’ plates and then went back for yours. Soobin and Taehyung waited for you to be seated to start eating.

“S’good, Mama,” Soobin said around his food.

You smiled. “Thank you, Binnie,” you replied. You almost had no appetite, the thoughts of Jungkook swirling in your head. You hated that your chest still ached, even with the years distancing you.

The day passed achingly slowly, every minute and every second feeling like an eternity; every sound and every shadow brought with it a wave of anxiety that you hadn’t felt in a long time. You felt bad for not allowing Soobin to go with Taehyung to the store, ignoring his pouting with a heavy heart.

Finally, when it was time for bed, you tucked Soobin in with a kiss to his forehead. He looked up at you with his eyes that were so like his father’s, pupils slitted like a cat’s, that you couldn’t help the wave of fear that shot through you. But you knew Soobin wasn’t like Jungkook, no matter how much he grew to resemble him in his looks with every day.

“Binnie,” you whispered, sitting at the edge of his bed while your hand stroked the strands of his dark hair. “I love you.”

He gave you a smile that was so soft, you hated yourself for seeing any part of Jungkook in him. “I love you more, Mama.” You chuckled, your worry easing a tiny bit. “I don’t know why you were sad today, but tomorrow will be better!”

You blinked back the tears that you could feel prickling in your eyes. “I know it will be,” you answered him, leaning down to press another kiss to his forehead. “Sweet dreams, baby.”

As you stood, you noticed Taehyung smiling at the scene from the doorway. “Night, little prince,” he said to your son. The word jabbed at your ribs and you felt like you couldn’t breathe for a moment.

“That’s a new nickname,” you managed to get out between your nerves.

Soobin giggled from his bed. “The magical faeries called me that!” he said excitedly. “Wouldn’t it be so cool if I really was a prince, Mama?”

You turned to give him a strained smile. “It would be so cool, Soobin.”

“So cool,” he repeated, his voice trailing off as his eyes shut. “G’night, Tae.”

When you shut the door of his bedroom, you nearly collapsed—if it hadn’t been for Taehyung’s arms wrapping around your waist, you would have dropped like a puppet with its strings cut.

“What’s wrong?” Taehyung whispered in panic as he held you up. You tried not to cry into his chest, finding comfort in his arms for a few agonizing seconds before you stood completely.

“Nothing, just—I’m fine,” you lied. “We should go to bed.” Taehyung’s lips pursed, not believing you for once second. “Please,” you whimpered.

With a sigh, Taehyung nodded. “Okay, okay. Let’s go to bed.”

Once in your own room, Taehyung’s warm body against yours, you rolled over until you were on top of him. He gazed up at you with hooded eyes, his hands finding purchase on your hips.

“I thought you were tired,” he murmured.

“How can I go to sleep when my man is laying there, looking that good?” you teased, wiggling yourself until you were slowly grinding against his clothed cock. He groaned and you could feel him hardening underneath you. With a shudder, you started grinding yourself against him harder, the friction delicious against your clit.

Taehyung’s hands slipped under your shirt and dragged it off your torso, your hips never stopping their movements against him. He sat up in the bed, his hips rocking up, and his mouth started sucking one of your nipples harshly. You pushed yourself off his lap for a few seconds to rapidly tug your pajama pants and underwear off, pulling Taehyung’s sweats and boxers halfway down his thighs as well. His cock was hard and red and you wrapped your hand around the length of it, pumping it quickly.

“You’re so hot, you know that?” he groaned against your breast, flicking and twisting your other nipple with his fingers. You tried to keep your voice down as you mewled, pushing yourself flush against his body and guiding the head of his cock to your slit. You rubbed it against your slit a few times, the head bumping into your clit with every drag, before you started to lower yourself onto it.

“You’re so big,” you panted into his ear, the burn of his cock stretching your walls making you clench tightly.

“No matter how many times I fuck you, this pussy is always so tight for me,” he grunted, grabbing for your hips and removing his mouth from your chest. His fingers dug into your bare skin and you sank down completely, shivering and clenching his cock inside of you.

Taehyung’s fingers found your clit easily after years of learning your body and he started to rub as you ground your hips into his. Soon, he was thrusting up into you roughly, his fingers on your hips helping you move up and down to keep pace with him. You gripped his hair and tugged his mouth to yours, kissing him deeply, the slap of your skin against his filling the room along with your little noises.

You orgasmed quickly, your wound up body giving way to pleasure easily. As your walls spasmed around his snapping hips, Taehyung cursed under his breath and held you down on his cock as it twitched, spurts of hot come filling you up. He didn’t stop grinding you against him while he rode out his own release, his fingers sliding down to play with your clit.

“Taehyung,” you whined, “I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” he mumbled against your shoulder, his eyes shut while he savored the feeling.

You couldn’t help your bucking hips, chasing the feeling of his fingers pressed against your clit. You blinked your bleary eyes open and glanced toward the window, meeting cat-like eyes that startled you into a second orgasm while the head of Taehyung’s spilling cock continued to rub against your g-spot.

You had to bite down on your bottom lip to stop the shout that tried to tear itself out of your throat—a mix of fear and pleasure.

Rocking your hips against Taehyung’s softening cock inside of you, you wrapped your arms around him and kept his head buried in your chest as he pressed kisses to the tops of your breasts. Your eyes never left the ones staring back at you.

Jungkook watched you with heat in his gaze, even though the rest of his face seemed as through he were bored and uninterested.

The shockwaves ran through your body, igniting every nerve in your limbs while your boyfriend’s cock slipped out of you, his come following. Your breaths started to quicken when Jungkook’s form left your window, and for a second you thought you might have imagined it. For a second, you let yourself breathe.

Then you realized he had moved toward Soobin’s window, on the other side of the hallway.

With a small yelp, your throat closed up and you couldn’t breathe. Taehyung lifted his head, startled at your sudden sound, and you ripped yourself away from him, not even bothering to clean the mess dripping between your thighs as you hurriedly dressed yourself, moving at a speed you had never moved before.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” Taehyung asked, tucking himself back into his pajamas and shifting off the bed.

You didn’t have time to answer him, messily dressed now. Rushing to the bedroom door, you yanked it open and sprinted to your son’s bedroom, heart pounding and blood rushing through your ears.

You threw open Soobin’s door and for a second, time seemed to stop.

The window was open and Soobin was in front of it, Jungkook leaning against the windowsill from outside. Your son turned to look at you, surprise etched into his features, and Jungkook’s eyes found yours for a second time that night. Beside each other, the two looked so alike that you wondered how you had deluded yourself into believing they would never know.

“Sweetmeat,” Jungkook’s voice drawled, your body shuddering on instinct alone. You couldn’t stop shaking, rooted to the spot as his hand settled on top of Soobin’s head. “It’s been a while, I see.”

“Mama!” Soobin cried out, a smile pulling his lips up. “You know faeries? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Jungkook,” you choked out, taking a step into the room as Taehyung’s footsteps sounded behind you. You couldn’t hear what he was saying, every atom in your body completely focused on the father of your child. “Get away from him.”

The faerie king hummed and he moved his hand down to Soobin’s shoulder. “I will not.” Those eyes that were the same as Soobin’s darted down to the young boy before darting up to yours again. “All these years, you’ve kept him a secret from me.”

Taehyung was behind you now, his voice shouting something at Jungkook, but all you could hear was the pounding of your heart and the sweet voice that came from the faerie. You were already inside the bedroom, Taehyung right outside the doorway behind you.

“Close the door, ____,” Jungkook said softly.

Your body moved on its own, shutting the door before Taehyung could force his way in.

“Now lock it.”

You locked it.

Taehyung’s panicked voice and slamming hands against the door barely registered in your head as you turned to face Jungkook.

“Jungkook, please,” you whispered, tears pricking at your eyes. You took a few steps forward, stopping only when you saw his fingers tighten around Soobin’s shoulder. “Please. He’s my son—”

“And mine,” he interrupted harshly. Jungkook’s eyes narrowed when your breath hitched, Soobin’s wide and curious eyes turning toward him once again.

“You’re my dad?” he asked quietly.

Jungkook’s eyes seemed to soften for a moment. You thought it must be a trick of the moonlight. “I am,” he told Soobin. “And I’ve come to bring you to your real home, where you belong.”

“Mama can come, too, right?” he asked, glancing at you before looking at his father.

“Of course,” he said easily. “She is mine, after all, until she draws her last breath and an eternity after.”

He tilted his head and then beckoned you over. You dropped to your knees, wrapping your arms around Soobin and yanking him away from the High King.

“Please, Jungkook,” you whimpered. “Please, leave us here. Leave us alone.”

Jungkook’s eyes hardened and his hand shot out like a bolt of lightning, fingers wrapping around the collar of your shirt and dragging you toward the window roughly. Soobin’s small hands dug into your shirt and you heard him make a distressed noise where you had tucked him close.

“Do you forget yourself, human?” he growled, voice dangerously low. You could feel the anger simmering under the surface, unlike anything you had seen from him years ago—he had always been indifferent to you, never angry. You supposed it was only natural after finding out you had kept Soobin a secret, no matter how unnatural Jungkook was. “Answer me.”

“No,” you said shakily. “I am yours.”

“You will be returning with me to the Faerie Realm,” he snarled. “If only because my son has wished for it. You belong to me, sweetmeat. You are mine to do with as I please.”

“Yes,” you replied quietly, never looking away from his slitted eyes. “I am yours to do with as you please, my king.”

“Now get up and come.”

You did as he asked, rising to your feet and releasing Soobin from your grip, though he kept his hold of your shirt as he looked between the two of you. You couldn’t stop your body from removing his hands from you, even as your hands shook and your breath caught when he begged you not to. Your fingers didn’t even twitch when Jungkook lifted him out of the window and kept him on his hip. You followed immediately after, surprised when Jungkook grabbed a hold of your upper arm and maneuvered you on the branches so that you didn’t fall over as the three of you descended to the grass.

Jungkook kept a tight hold on Soobin’s hand as he led you two away from your home. He didn’t need to keep any kind of grip on you—he knew you would follow him, unable to refute his orders, especially not when he was leading your child away with him.

You didn’t look back at the house once.

The sounds and smells of the Faerie realm was something you hadn't realized you had missed so much. Nostalgia for the years you had spent among these fair folk blossomed in your chest, flowering through your skin until you could feel the tingle in your fingertips.

The faeries through the forest watched the three of you with wonderous eyes, all colors and shapes, the whispers like the sound of bees buzzing through the night air. When you looked at your son, his eyes were taking in everything around him with delight and curiosity.

Soon enough, you were walking up toward the palace that you had known so well before, familiarity settling in your bones as you took the trek.

"Soobin," Jungkook said softly—you didn't think that the High King could ever sound so soft while speaking. "Do you want to see your room?"

"Jungkook," you called, taking a few steps toward them so that you were right behind your husband and the faerie king.

His cat-like eyes cut to you, not nearly as soft as they were when looking at your son, and you hesitated to reach out to touch him. Your brain was screaming at you that any move you made would be a terrible idea.

"You'll wait your turn, sweetmeat," he said to you with a smile that could carve through flesh. "Though I thought you would remember where your place is here."

"Of course," you replied quickly, simmering down so as to not scare Soobin with your own fear.

"Mama," your son said excitedly, his small hand still gripping Jungkook's. "This place is so cool! Why didn't you tell me you knew faeries?" he questioned.

Looking at him now, your heart ached for the way you, too, had once looked on in amazement and only excitement in this realm. What would this place, with its cunning smiles and sweet dangers, do to him and his precious, innocent smile?

"I'm sorry, baby," you cooed, dropping to your knees on the ground in front of you and cupping his face in your hands. You brushed his dark hair back, fingers trying not to bump onto his little horns—they had always been sensitive to the touch. "The faeries have just been so busy, I haven't seen them in so long and forgot to tell you about them."

"Can I play with them?" he asked.

"No—"

"Of course—"

You and Jungkook cut yourselves off, meeting eyes as Soobin looked between the two of you. You could almost see the thoughts swimming around in Jungkook's head, as if deciding what to say. You were too afraid to make a sound, furrowing your brows a bit and hoping that he would have some sense to how your child had been raised so far.

"Why don't your mother and I discuss that and let you know tomorrow, okay?" he eventually said, smiling sweetly at your son—his son. Soobin nodded ecstatically, throwing his arms around you for a tight hug. You squeezed him close to you, kissing the top of his head. "Now say goodnight and I'll show you to your room."

"Goodnight, Mama!" Soobin exclaimed, letting go of you quickly and slipping his tiny hand back into his father's. How were you going to explain everything to him?

Jungkook paused to look back at you as you were getting up from your knees. "I trust that you remember where your chambers are?" he inquired, a small smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

Your cheeks flushed with heat and you willed them to go back to their normal color, not wanting to look embarrassed in front of your son. "Yes," you eventually choked out, ignoring the quiet chuckle that Jungkook let out, leading your son down the hall and towards whatever room he had assigned for him.

Sighing, you turned to the other side of the hall, ashamed that your feet did remember the way to Jungkook's chambers, where you always slept, ready to embrace him into you night after night. And you hated that your groin tingled at the memories, the release from earlier still sticky against your skin, even as it dried.

"Sweetmeat," Jungkook cooed as he came into his chambers, a devilish smile playing at his lips.

Your cheeks flushed as you sat on the bed, ashamed at your own body for reacting to his voice like this. The memories flooded your brain, every muscle in your body thrumming as you expected his touch.

"Well," he said, now standing in front of you and his hips sliding between your knees. "I see you have become forgetful in your time away," he murmured, his fingertips brushing your cheek and then tucking your hair behind your ear. "Usually you would await me with nothing on that smooth skin of yours."

You cleared your throat awkwardly as you looked up at him, your legs automatically spreading wider to make room for him to stand between them. You bit your bottom lip and couldn't stop yourself from leaning into his palm, his skin warm and so familiar to you.

"I can't," you whispered, shutting your eyes so you wouldn't see the look on his face.

To your surprise, he leaned down so that his nose brushed yours. Against your better judgement, you let your eyes flutter open and you met his slitted eyes, soft as they looked at you. There was no rage or wrath.

"Why can't you, sweetmeat?" he whispered back, every word making his lips brush against yours lightly with how close he was. You took in a shaky breath, leaning back on your hands to try to put distance between the two of you. "Don't you want me to have you?"

"Yes," you replied on instinct, screwing your eyes shut as his body pressed against yours. "But Taehyung—"

Jungkook's thumb pressed against your bottom lip, stopping you. Your eyes opened again, watching how his were trained on your mouth. "No need to worry about that human," he told you. "You were always mine first." Before you could object, he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips—you never thought you would receive a simple peck from the High King, whose touch had always been so rough and ragged on you.

"I—" You breathed against his mouth, leaning in for more of his kisses. He stayed just out of reach and it felt like a punishment. "I want you," you whimpered, letting one of your hands come up to cup his cheek. You met his eyes shyly, a spark traveling through your abdomen at the dark way he looked at you, like he wished to devour you. "I want you," you repeated.

"You'll never be anyone else's," he said to you as he crawled over your body, gently pushing you back onto the lush mattress. Your heart was pounding in your chest as he tugged your baggy shirt over your torso, revealing your bare breasts to his gaze. "I simply allowed that mortal to loan you," he growled, leaning down to nip at your hard nipple.

"Yes," you sighed, your fingers digging into his dark hair. "I'm only yours." His mouth enveloped the tip of your breast, biting down around the areola and making you hiss from a mix of pain and pleasure. "I belong to you."

Jungkook pulled your sweats down your legs, lifting his head from your chest for only long enough to remove them completely and undress himself as well. Your eyes marveled at his body, not realizing how much you'd missed looking at it. Of course, you couldn't help but let your eyes trail down to his cock, which was already hard and you could feel the tingling between your legs.

His smirk widened as he grabbed your thighs, yanking you towards him until the underside of his cock was pressing against you. A quiet whimper fell from your lips.

"You don't need to be loosened, do you?" he asked sweetly, though you could hear the tinge of mocking in his tone. You'd heard it so often, right here on this very bed, that you could detect anything in Jungkook's voice.

Your cheeks were hot. "No," you whispered, shaking your head. "But I should clean fir—"

"No," he replied, rocking his hips toward you playfully. "I'll fuck you right now."

You wanted to protest, still dripping with Taehyung's cum. A pang of guilt throbbed in your chest, but the ache of desire drowned it out quickly. Your breath caught in your throat as he slowly pushed the length of his cock inside of you, a groan leaving his lips when he bottomed out.

"How are you still this tight?" he asked you, almost incredulous. "Just fucked and still this tight around my cock?"

Clenching around him, your eyes rolled back as he pulled out only a few centimeters before pushing back inside slowly. "I can't help it," you whined, spreading your thighs further apart until your knees were about to touch the silky bedcovers. "You make me this way."

When you met Jungkook's eyes, they were dark and hungry. "You're so wet," he told you, his fingers finding the flesh of your hips and digging into your skin. "I'm going to replace all this cum inside of you with my own."

Before you had a chance to say anything, or even start to feel a shred of shame, he pulled out almost all the way and then shoved himself inside of you, starting a brutal and quick pace. The bed was already shaking with the force of his movements, and your hand darted to your mouth for something to bite down onto.

As he thrusted into you, the lewd sounds echoing in the bedchamber and cum dripping past his cock and down your skin onto the bed, all your thoughts melted away. You had missed him. You'd missed everything about him—your body had missed him. Logically, you knew that this was wrong, that you had finally managed to find peace with the family you had created—but now—

"Jungkook," you moaned, releasing your hand from the bite of your teeth, and slid it onto his shoulder. "I need you—"

"Of course you do, sweetmeat," he cooed, though you could feel the shiver that went through his body. "You belong to me."

You wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him even closer to your body. One of his hands moved up from your hip, his palm dragging lightly against your bare skin, cupping your breast and squeezing it in his hands. You whimpered and he pinched your nipple between his fingers, almost too painfully, but you liked it—maybe a little too much.

When his hand moved higher up your body to your neck, squeezing it gently while he shoved himself deeper and deeper into you with every thrust of his hips, you couldn't help the wanton moan that ripped its way out of your throat. Your legs tightened around him, trying to hold him inside of you forever while you twitched and squirmed, your orgasm building quickly and intensely.

"That's it, sweet thing," he purred, pushing his cock in as deep as it would go, using his other hand to push your thigh up so he could shove it in further while you came, clenching around him sporadically. "Did your human make you feel this good?"

"No," you croaked, seeing stars. "No one has ever made me feel this good." And you weren't lying, even though the guilt had started to eat its way through the pleasure in your abdomen.

Jungkook hummed and then started up his agonizing pace once more, making your body squirm and your toes curl.

"I can't," you begged, hands lowering to the bedsheets and clawing them in your fingers. "It hurts—"

"You can," he replied smoothly, and the head of his cock brushed the sensitive spot inside of you. You clenched hard, a cry falling from your mouth. "You will, human."

He pulled his cock out of you and when you looked down, it was wet with a mix of your slick and the cum that had still been inside of you. You didn't have the energy to feel embarrassed, though your cheeks did flush a little hotter than before. In one fluid movement, Jungkook turned you onto your stomach, his hands finding purchase on your hips and pulling them up so that your ass was in the air and your face was pressed against the bed.

You felt the slide of his cock back into you, eyes rolling back and fingers gripping the sheets. As it filled you, the squelch of it entering you again filling the room, Jungkook fisted your hair in his hand and pulled your head up.

Your body was still reeling from your orgasm—the second one that night—so you could do nothing but let him hold you in place there, a little moan coming out of your throat with every harsh thrust.

"That's a good girl," he groaned, his cock twitching inside of you while his thrusts started to slow down. "You always did take my cock so well for a human."

"Yes," you whispered, feeling a little bit of your spit on the corner of your lip. "It's all for you."

Jungkook moaned, shoving your head back down onto the bed, fingers still tightly gripping your hair. The slight pain from his hold mixed well with the pleasure of him rubbing against that spot inside of you over and over until you could barely take it.

"It's like you were molded for me," he said roughly, his body towering over yours as he tried to bury himself inside of you as far as he could go.

"I was," you said in a broken whimper, and you felt the twitch of his cock, followed by a spurt of his release, hot inside of you and filling you completely.

He rolled his hips a few times, and while still inside of you, his hand released your hair and curled around your torso, fingers finding your clit immediately. Your eyes widened for a second, the feeling of his fingers moving against your clit mixing between pleasure and pain. While his seed slipped past his cock and down your thighs, the feelings all crashed into you at once—guilt, pleasure, pain, shame, tingling—and you couldn't help but buck your hips against his hand and orgasm a second time.

When you were done, seeing stars behind your eyelids, he finally pulled out of you, letting his seed spill out of you and allowing your body to fall completely against the cool bed.

Turning to face him as he laid next to you, you couldn't even muster up a smile. Even with sweat on his face, his dark hair clinging to his skin, he still looked beautiful and ethereal.

Jungkook's eyes met yours and you couldn't stop your panting, your body completely spent—you couldn't even bring yourself to care about the mix of your slick and his seed still dripping out of you and onto the bed.

"Are you spent, sweetmeat?" he asked, a smirk starting to play at his lips.

You sighed and nodded, eyes still focused on his. "Yes," you replied slowly. "It's been... A long time," you settled on, not sure how to navigate your absence, even if he had originally allowed it.

"Well," he said gleefully. "You will get used to it again, soon."

It was then that you realized you couldn't see his other hand. When you let your eyes follow his arm down to his hand, you realized it was stroking his still hard cock, your slick and his come mixing all over it. Your cheeks flushed and your eyes widened—though, you could already feel the heat of desire in your belly and the tingling between your thighs as you clenched and unclenched around nothing.

"We are going to have so much fun, sweetmeat," Jungkook snickered, rolling over towards you to lick into your mouth.

The music and feasting was something you had missed, watching all the faeries let loose and be themselves, as grotesque as that might look to your human eyes. Jungkook had seated you at the table, taking Soobin away to introduce him to others and show him around a bit.

You were dressed in a gown made of silk, the neckline dipping almost halfway down your chest, but still covering your breasts from view—Jungkook could be possessive when he wished.

The faeries had given you looks, some with curiosity and some with suspicion—others even with pity, if you weren't completely delusional. Your eyes stayed trained on your son, who was learning how to play a game from the other young faeries around him.

"He belongs here," Jungkook whispered in your ear, spooking you for a moment. You looked up at him as he grinned at Soobin, watching him still as he took his seat beside you at the table, his hand patting your thigh before resting on the arm of his chair.

"I didn't think he'd fit in so well," you admitted, unable to stop the smile on your lips and the softness in your voice when Soobin laughed, holding hands with a young faerie who was dripping sap from their limbs.

Jungkook hummed and lightly tapped your chin with his fingers, turning your face to look at him. "Eat," he said flatly. "You belong here, too."

You swallowed nervously. Your eyes darted down to your plate, full of deliciously smelling food, the aroma calling to you. "Jungkook," you whispered, looking back at him.

His fingertips were so soft against your skin that their presence there could've been a hallucination—but you could feel a razor sharp tingle where they touched you, a subtle threat in the gentleness.

"Jungkook, when will we be able to go home?" you asked quietly,

Though his face hadn't changed, you could feel the tension settling in between your bodies. He hummed and let his fingers drag down from your chin to your neck, and then further down to your collarbones. You shivered, letting your eyes flutter shut while they continued their way down between your neckline, every touch of his igniting the nerves in your body.

His hand shot up and gripped your throat, startling your eyes into opening. He didn't tighten his hold, simply keeping a slight pressure on your neck. Jungkook's expression was wicked—and cruel.

"This is your home," he cooed, though nothing about his tone was soft. He leaned in closer, bringing you closer in as well with his hand around your throat. Your breath caught and he brushed his nose against yours lightly, eyes never wavering from yours. "I thought I did well to remind you of that earlier, sweetmeat."

Heat flooded your cheeks, traveling down your chest and between your thighs. You clasped them together instinctively and shuddered when you saw Jungkook's gaze glance down towards your legs.

"Should I remind you here, sweetmeat?" he continued, snickering at the way you were going pliant in his grasp. "Shall I show my court who you belong to?"

You wanted to say yes—everything in your body was craving him already, wanting every bit of him all over you. And to have every faerie in his court watch as he took you—over and over again—you could barely resist the temptation.

But you couldn't give in right now.

"I want you to," you whimpered, shutting your eyes again as he leaned in closer, licking your lips lewdly. He bit your bottom lip and you gasped, allowing him to press closer, kissing you lazily. His hands released your throat and moved back to the nape of your neck, holding you in place while he kissed you.

"Ew!" a voice exclaimed, a voice that was too familiar—and the entire reason you were planning to refuse his tempting offer.

You tore yourself away from Jungkook, who looked puzzled. "Binnie!" you breathed, shifting in your seat. "What's up, honey?"

Jungkook's hand stayed firmly in its place at the back of your neck, hot and heavy.

"Mama, what are you doing?" your son asked, crinkling his nose up in disgust.

"Your dad and I, we just—we just missed each other, that's all," you explained quickly. "Sometimes adults do that when they really love each other!"

Soobin frowned, tilting his head to the side. Before he could ask anymore questions, Jungkook smiled down at him. "Why don't you go to bed, Soobin?" he said, though you could see even your son, at such a young age, instinctively knew to heed his king's command.

An older faerie, one whose hair looked like sea moss trailing all the way down to its feet, arrived quickly and started to pull Soobin and the other young faerie with him away from the table.

"Wait!" he cried out, rushing over to your side.

You quickly enveloped him in your arms, raising him up to your lap. "What's wrong?" you asked, cupping his cheeks in your palms.

"You didn't give me a goodnight kiss," he pouted, wrapping his small arms around you for a hug.

"Aw, my baby Binnie," you cooed, kissing the top of his head. "Mama loves you so much." He looked up at you, his pouting lips still the same, and you kissed his cheek three times.

"I love you, too, Mama," he replied, leaning up to give your cheek a kiss as well. He looked over to Jungkook. "Can I give Dad a kiss, too?"

You hesitated, looking over at the High King, whose face was unreadable. Then, he opened his arms up in a welcoming gesture—Soobin hurriedly climbed down from your lap and rushed to his father, who gave him a peck on the cheek and ruffled his matching dark hair.

Once your son was bounding away, happily chatting with the faeries surrounding him, you sighed and turned to look at the High King, who you found already watching you.

"This is his home," Jungkook repeated harshly. You pursed your lips, hating yourself for the butterflies in your stomach when you knew Taehyung was waiting for you in the human realm. "Soobin belongs here." You didn't want to admit it, though you knew both of you knew perfectly well that he did fit in here—especially once his horns fully grew in atop his head. "Our other children will belong here, too."

Your cheeks flushed and your eyes widened, taken aback at his words. His face was unreadable, even after spending so much of your time with him. "Other children?" you gasped.

"Yes," he said easily, turning away from you and looking over the dancing and partying faeries. "I need many heirs."

A faerie took his attention before you could formulate any words in response to his statement, but you couldn't stop the pounding of your heart in your chest and the quick soar of elation that filled your head with dangerous thoughts—thoughts of the two of you together for the eternity you had promised to him, of you as his bride, of belonging to this world eternally.

You didn't see Jungkook for the rest of the night, but that didn't stop your imagination from running wild with the possibilities of your future together.

The nights passed in a blur of music, little adventures with Soobin, and reliving your memories from years ago. You couldn't help but lose yourself in this world, fully immersed in the customs and life of Faerie—especially now that you were anticipating your new familial life with Jungkook, as he'd implied.

The door shut behind him quickly and you were already slipping the straps of your dress off of your shoulders, the glitter from the fabric sticking to your skin. It fell to the ground softly and Jungkook's hands were already running down your arms, his body right behind yours.

You turned your face sideways to glance back at him, heat already pooling in your lower abdomen at his touch.

"Lie to me, sweetmeat," he whispered, dropping his head to press kisses to your shoulder, nipping at the flesh with his teeth.

You shuddered as his clothed body pressed into your bare one from behind, the tickle of the fabric causing goosebumps to raise on your skin.

"I want to go home," you murmured, your body molding against his as he walked you forward, bending you over onto the mattress. He undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground, and slid his hard cock against your ass.

You whined and pushed back against him, not even embarrassed at how slick you already were. You were already clenching around nothing in anticipation.

"How badly do you want me?" he asked, keeping one palm spread on your back to hold you down. His foot kicked your legs further apart to open you up completely to him. "Do you crave me?"

You moaned as the head of his cock pushed into your folds lightly but pulled away before giving you what you wanted. "Yes," you said. "I've never stopped wanting you."

Jungkook finally—finally—pushed his cock into you, sliding all the way in easily. He said nothing for a while, simply groaning and thrusting in and out of you, filling the room with the lewd sounds of skin against skin. You were gripping fistfuls of the sheets, even biting down on them when his pace became unforgiving.

"How often did you picture me when that human was buried inside of you?" he asked, and you could hear the large grin in his voice. You didn't answer, heat flooding into your cheeks. "Were you hoping it was my cock inside of you, filling you with my seed?" You moaned in response, clenching tight around him as he picked up his pace even faster, almost slamming his cock into you over and over. "Answer me," he growled, his fingers finding your hair and pulling your head up from where it was flush against the bed.

"Yes," you admitted, your voice shaking. "I wanted you to be the one fucking me—"

Jungkook's door opened and you flinched, though his grip on you didn't loosen and his movements only slowed, never stopping.

A woman came into view, though your eyesight was blurred and you had to focus them to see what she looked like.

"Ah, Wife," Jungkook purred, slowly pushing his cock into you so you could feel every centimeter.

"Husband," she replied easily, barely glancing at you.

You clenched around him from your shock, your little breathy sounds fading into the background. You couldn't stop your body from pushing back into him, wanton for him.

"What is it?" he asked, his hips still pounding into you from behind. You were staring at the woman, unable to take your eyes off of her as you took in her beauty. Her hair was a light blue, the very tips turning white and ending near her hips. There was a small golden crown wrapped around head, weaving through her hair like vines. Her ears were long and pointed—longer than Jungkook's ears.

"I see you returned your pet," she said instead, blankly looking over your form. You felt like you were being shown at an auction, but you couldn't muster up any feelings of shame, still used to the way the High King would keep you exposed to anyone who opened his door—even his apparent wife.

"I have," he returned gleefully, snickering. His cock slipped out of you with a lewd sound and his hands gripped your body, forcefully turning you over from your bent position so that you were laying flat on your back on the bed. You let out a small sound at the shift, but his cock was already burying itself inside of you again, brushing against your g-spot and making you moan loudly instead. "Isn't she exquisite?"

"She's very loud," his wife said plainly. "I can see the appeal."

Jungkook rocked his hips into you at a slow pace, one of his hands moving up to your breast and kneading it, pinching your nipple hard as you cried out, clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

"They require you in the meeting hall tomorrow morning," his wife continued. Jungkook merely hummed, his eyes completely focused on his cock disappearing into you over and over slowly. "Do not forget to attend."

"You should really try a human woman," Jungkook redirected, biting his lip and hissing as his bottomed-out cock twitched inside of you. You whimpered, unable to help the flush of arousal at the thought of her joining, memories of the others flooding your head for a few moments. You wrapped your legs around Jungkook's hips, pulling him tighter against you as he chuckled.

"I have humans," she replied, eyes running up and down your sweaty body and stopping for a few seconds too long on your breasts. "I find myself more inclined for the men of the species."

"Your loss," he grunted, grabbing your hips and yanking you harder towards him, picking up his brutal pace again and filling the air with the sounds of your skin slapping together. "Close the door."

You watched her nod her head towards him slightly before she retreated, pulling the door shut behind her. You could feel the orgasm building inside of you as he continued his movements, all your thoughts and words scrambled in your head.

"That's it, sweetmeat," he cooed, hissing as he rushed his pace. "Come all over me."

You moaned loudly at his command and felt complied to respond with your body, the pleasure tightening in your belly first as your orgasm hit you like a wave, shockwaves throbbing through your body as he continued to thrust into you through it.

"Jungkook," you panted, tightening your legs around his hips and fisting the sheets in your fingers as you winced. "It hurts—"

"Take it, human," he said blankly, his eyes focused on yours intently. You bit your bottom lip and shivered, trying to move your hips along to his bruising pace. "You're so good for me," he purred, leaning down as he stilled inside of you so that he could lick into your mouth lewdly. You could feel his cock twitch before he came, spurting his seed deep inside of you.

"Jungkook," you whimpered, arching your back, arousal swirling in your belly at the feeling of him releasing.

He shushed you as he rode out his orgasm, keeping himself flush against you even as he began to soften and his come started to slip out of you and down your thighs to the bed. As you kissed him back, licking back into his mouth and running your fingers through his dark hair and touching his horns lightly, causing him to growl against your lips, you couldn't help but remember the faerie that had stopped by.

"You're married," you whispered against his lips.

He pulled back just enough to look at you and a razor sharp smile was present on his mouth. "Yes," he said. "The High King must be wed for the future of Faerie." When you didn't say anything, pondering his words to you earlier, he continued as his finger began to trace your cheek. "Did you think I would marry you, sweetmeat?"

Your cheeks flushed. "No."

Jungkook laughed loudly and then pressed a harsh kiss to your pouting lips. "Humans are so fascinating when they lie," he finished, and you could feel him getting hard again inside of you. You squirmed underneath him as he kept you pinned down, a gleeful glint in his eyes as he watched you.

"Again, Jungkook?" you whined, though you were already clenching around him and rocking your hips up into him, your body begging him to start moving again.

He hummed and grinded against you slowly, enjoying the sounds your sticky bodies made with every movement. His hand came to grip your face and he held you still, pulling his cock out halfway and then sliding back in slowly. "I will keep you here, bred and ready for me for eternity," he said roughly, the head of his cock brushing against your g-spot again and making you mewl. He took the opportunity to lick into your open mouth.

When he released you, you sighed against his lips and pressed your thighs against the bed to allow him in deeper. "For eternity," you promised.

Jungkook's hips bucked into you and started another brutal pace, filling the room with your moans for the rest of the night.

"Soobin!" you called, running your hand down your belly bump and feeling the fabric of your dress, like silk, cool against your palm. Each of your fingers was adorned in rings, some metal and some vine. "Bring your brother and sister from the trees."

Your oldest son rolled his eyes, his horns curled backwards and ears almost as long as Jungkook's. He was taller than you now, his growth spurt hitting him years prior, and you couldn't help but smile at him sweetly as you made your way to the long table. Jungkook was seated at the head of the table, your family feasting inside the castle on a rare occasion. His wife was seated to his right and you made your way to his left, huffing as you struggled to sit comfortably.

Jungkook's smile to you was as sweet as it could be. "They should be content to play," he started, but you tutted at him and leaned back in the chair.

"I want them to have some connection to human manners," you replied easily, already used to having the same conversation every time you ate inside.

"I think it's good for them," Hana said, interjecting for once into the conversation.

You nodded your head at her, gesturing. "See?"

Jungkook sighed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms across his chest. "Yes, yes, go ahead and gang up on me."

"Daddy!" your daughter called out loudly, the rushed footsteps of her and her siblings filling the hall as they ran over to the table. Jungkook immediately opened his arms and let her jump into his lap, running his hand down her long dark hair. "Minnie hit me!"

Jungkook hummed, looking over at his two sons as they took their seats beside you, Soobin first. "And what did you do back?"

Ha Yoon smiled wickedly. "I bit him."

Jungkook and Hana laughed. He let her down from his lap, patting the top of her head. She bounced over to you, pulling on the tips of your hair the same way she used to as a baby. You lowered your head as much as you could and then winced when she nipped at your cheek with her sharp teeth. She giggled when you returned it with a kiss to her head and then rushed over to sit beside her brother.

"Soobin," Jungkook started as the servants, a mix of faeries and humans alike, began to place the food on the table and into your plates. "Have you thought about Hana's proposition?"

Soobin perked up, though your body tensed. Jungkook's eyes cut to you for a brief second, noticing your reaction, before he returned his gaze to your son.

"Yes," he replied, his voice much deeper than it had been when you'd returned to Faerie. "I'd like to go."

You bit the inside of your cheek and shoveled a spoonful of food into your mouth, now used to the wonderfully rich tastes this world had to offer you.

"Wonderful!" Jungkook said, smiling widely. "The carriages leave tomorrow for the Court. You'll go with them."

"My brother will teach you well," Hana said, smiling at Soobin sweetly. She had been like a second mother to him all these years, so you understood that your anxiety was rooted in nothing but jealousy and a wish to keep your children near you. "Oh, and Jungkook," she continued, turning her attention to her husband while you fussed over Soobin and Minhyuk.

"Yes, Wife?" he hummed, making a face at his daughter, who looked the most like him out of the three children.

"I'm pregnant," she giggled.

Jungkook's ears twitched and he turned to her quickly, all sounds quieting in the hall. "You are?"

"Yes."

"That's wonderful, Wife," he said smoothly, reaching over and holding her hand in his. You eyed their intertwined fingers and rings with a rush of jealousy, but the anxiety in your chest worsened. "Faerie will be full of my children's laughter."

They looked over at you expectantly. "Congratulations, Hana," you gulped, smiling as wide as you could to mask your fears.

She smiled tightly back at you, her eyes darting down to your own pregnant belly. "Thank you," she said.

Jungkook reached over and took your hand in his so that he was holding both of your hands. "We will celebrate and have a feast tomorrow with the courts," he said. He squeezed your hand and then released Hana's first, using his now free hand to pat your arm before he let go.

"So we're going to have another brother?" Minhyuk asked, speaking for the first time since he sat down. Your middle son was rather quiet and looked more like you than his father, though you didn't think Jungkook minded. He spoiled them all the same.

"Or sister," Hana told him, her face back to the usual stoic expression that everyone was familiar with.

"And it'll be two of them," you told him. Minhyuk tilted his head and then went back to his food, shoveling it in ravenously.

"And there will still be time for more," Jungkook said wickedly. "From both of you." His foot bumped into yours and you looked up at him through your lashes, arousal swirling between your legs when he winked at you and reached over to rest his hand on your thigh. Hana gasped and you looked over to her, watching how her cheeks flushed pink and you could see that Jungkook's other hand was below the table in her direction as well.

He released both of you again and continued his food, the children chatting with each other and him, mostly, excited to have their father's attention since most of his morning and afternoon had been spent in his office and among his advisors.

Once the children were done with their food, they excused themselves from the table and went to go continue playing. Soobin decided to go off on his own from his siblings, but you still had no idea where he went on nights like these; Jungkook always quelled your worries, telling you that he was at that age now where he should be left alone when he needed to be, instead of fretted over.

Jungkook gestured for you with his hands and you rose from your chair, moving over to stand in front of him. He placed his hands on your belly, eyes devouring you in a way that made you want to push your thighs together for relief. He smirked.

"Have they told you what it is yet?" he asked.

"No," you replied quietly, glancing over at Hana. "They say it'll be another boy."

"Faeries and their theories," he sighed, though his tone was fond. "We'll be visiting the Unseelie Court in a few days," he continued.

"Me as well?" you asked, confused. Usually him and his wife went, but you stayed here.

"Yes," he said. "Hana will be going with Soobin. You will come with me."

You bit your lip as his hands started to travel down your dress, using his fingers to pull the fabric up higher and higher, pulling you closer to his lap as he did so. Even after all these years, he was still insatiable.

"I will go prepare and find Soobin," she interrupted, standing up and dragging your attention away from Jungkook.

He stopped her for a brief second, though his hands continued their work until your dress was lifted enough for him to slide his fingers along your unclothed folds, gathering the slick of your arousal on them before he pushed two inside at once, making you whimper as you leaned back on the table.

"Be ready for me tonight, Wife," he told her. She nodded her head.

Then she took a few steps forward, leaning down and pressing her lips to yours. You gasped into her mouth, letting her tongue press against yours as Jungkook snickered from below you, continuing to work his fingers in and out of you. Hana pulled away with an obscene pop of her mouth, biting down on your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and make you hiss, clenching around Jungkook's fingers.

"I will be," she told him after, leaning down and kissing him harshly. He groaned and rubbed his thumb against your clit with every lick of her tongue against his. Then she pulled away and left the hall, you suspected to her own quarters.

Jungkook pulled his fingers from you and put them in his mouth, licking your slick off while he maintained eye contact with you. He let go of your dress, letting it drop back down to cover your legs, and stood from his chair, walking past the table and looking back at you.

"Come, sweetmeat," he commanded you. Rushing forward as fast as you could in your condition, you slipped your hand into his and allowed him to lead you out into the hall. Jungkook took the opposite turn from the hall leading to his bedroom, instead leading you towards the doors that led into the massive back gardens of the castle, one of your favorite places. You could feel your cheeks flushing with excitement already, knowing he was going to splay you out for anyone wandering the garden to see.

Your packed suitcase was ready beside you, but you ignored it and spent your time fixing Soobin's shirt collar and patting down his hair. He shook his head around, huffing as you fussed over him.

"Mom, I'm not going to be gone so long," he protested, though his voice was soft. You frowned, letting your fingers run through his dark hair one last time before you lowered your hand.

Hana flicked his nose lightly, earning a noise of complaint from the now young adult. "A mother worries, Binnie," she chided him. You smiled lightly when he lowered his head, mumbling an apology to you at her words. He held your hand lightly and pressed a kiss to the back.

"My sweet boy," you said almost tearfully, bringing him in for a hug even though he stood much taller than you. He wiggled uncomfortably, trying not to press too hard against your belly as he returned the hug. "Be safe."

He pulled back with a large smile. "You, as well."

Jungkook arrived, pressing a hand to the small of your back to nudge you forward. "Let us go, sweetmeat," he told you, still using his favorite nickname of yours after so many years. "Yeon will care for the children while we are away."

You looked back, waving to your other two children, who were still so young they couldn't care any less about all of them leaving for about a week's time. "Take care of him, Hana," you said quietly, grabbing her hand and giving it a squeeze.

She smiled pleasantly. "As I always have," she replied, returning your squeeze.

Jungkook ruffled Soobin's hair. "Do give them some trouble," he said wickedly, sharing a similar smile of mischief with his oldest son. He leaned over and pressed a long kiss to his wife's mouth, sliding his hand to the back of her neck to keep her close while Soobin started to put their bags in their carriage. When he pulled away, her lips were plump and red from his.

You waved to them as they got in and the drivers led them away, your own carriage pulling up to the front and the servants opening the door. Jungkook easily tossed the suitcases in and then helped you up, always more caring and careful when you were carrying his children. He slid into the seat beside you, never preferring to be across from you like in the shows you had always seen, even if sitting beside each other was more cramped.

"Do not worry, human," Jungkook told you blandly, not even looking out of the window as the carriage started to move, taking you away from the place you had become so familiar with. "We will only be visiting a few days and then we will be back with our children."

You couldn't help but take his hand in yours, thankful he simply opened his palm and let you intertwine your fingers together. "I know," you said, leaning over and resting your head on his shoulder.

As the carriage continued on, you dragged your free hand down your belly nervously, hoping that all your fears concerning the courts were unwarranted and simply human anxieties.

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Plan 101, How to make your human fall in love with you (m)

Pairing – Faerie! Jeongguk x Reader

Genre – Strangers To Lovers, Coffee Shop AU, Fake Dating AU, Faerie AU, Wedding AU, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Slice Of Life

Summary – [Not your typical ’please fake date me to my sister’s wedding so I don’t have to go with a guy my sister wants to set me up with’ with a magical touch to it and of course, there’s the ’there’s only one bed’ and ’cute coffee shop boy’ trope included for the ladies!]

Warnings – [oc is shy and insecure, guk falls in love at first sight, best friend Jimin trying to set them up, flirty and touchy jeongguk, conflicting thoughts of oc, mutual pining, mention of a bad breakup, smut, magic is used during sex, unprotected sex (always use protection!), lovemaking, oral (m), handjob, male masturbation, oc feels what guk is feeling (double the feelings double the pleasure), sparks are flying quite literally, jk has a magic dick, mussy sex because they’re in love, slow burn, confessions, kissing, body worship, he fucks the insecurities out of you, vaginal fingering, creampie.]

Word Count – (8,3k)

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Jeongguk can remember the day you rang the small bell attached to the door for the first time. You wore your hair in a french braid small pieces of your hair framing your face that got away. The long blue sweater you had on completely hid your body shape from his prying eyes – he could ogle at your legs in your tight fitting denim jeans though. You were talking animatedly with your blond friend and to his greatest disappointment, it was him who approached the counter to set two orders while you sat at your table looking over the design of the place.

He made the rose latte with almond milk and the honeycomb cappuccino with experienced fingers. Shy to admit that he put extra effort into the drinks – not that he’s not putting effort into the other orders – but he had ulterior motives this time, hoping that he’ll see you again if you like your drink. Faeries are insightful creatures they can tell from a single eye movement that someone caught their attention and Jeongguk was never good at hiding his feelings. Your close friend Jimin could tell his eyes were on you from the moment you stepped into the shop. He also shared his observation with you when he laid the coffees on the table in the middle for both of you to reach it comfortably.

You didn’t dare look at the boy behind the counter but a prominent blush bloomed across your cheeks. ”Don’t be ridiculous.” You dismissed Jimin’s flirtatious accusations. You can only wish for a handsome man to look in your way like that. You’re nothing special. You find comfort in your oversized tops and jeans. You get complimented on the embroidery that you did on your sneakers by yourself though that you’re indeed very proud of. The intricate design of flowers and vines gives a nice personal touch to your appearance.

”I’m a faerie I can tell when someone is interested in you sweets. Not that he’s trying to hide it.” You desperately want to change the subject before steam will come out of your ears in your self-consciousness. The cream stuck to the corner of your friend’s lips after he has taken a tentative sip is enough to focus on something else. After a small released giggle, you grab a napkin to dab the corners of his honey lips to get rid of the milk foam. You’re halfway across the table to reach his face when his hands catch your wrist before you could make contact.

”I’ll do it. You’ll give him the wrong impression.” Your brows furrow in a questioning gaze before you realise he’s talking about the cute boy who made your drinks. Your eyes widen as he smiles with his eyes full of mirth in them at your clear mortification.

”S-Stop speaking nonsense.” You have your thumb and pointer finger twist the ring on your finger like you always do when you’re flustered or anxious. Couldn’t find the courage in you to look at the boy even when you gather your trash and dump the cups in the bin before you exit the cafe. Jimin holding the door open for you like a good friend as you leave. Jeongguk’s heart sinks when you didn’t look his way even once – he wishes to hold eye contact for a little.

His first thought was that you didn’t like your drink maybe it was not your taste. During his whole shift, he obsessively checks if he exchanged the sugar with salt somehow.

Jeongguk almost drops the coffee beans that are in his hands when you ring the bell again attached above the door. He didn’t think you would be back – ever. It’s been a week since he saw you. He would catch glimpses of your friend a couple of times ordering honeycomb cappuccino for himself but not you. Never you.

He had already forgotten about the task his boss asked him to do. Jeongguk was in the middle of filling the coffee maker up when you abruptly halted all his thoughts with your presence.

Lillies. The design on your shoes today. You keep looking at the ground as you approach the counter where Jeongguk waits for your arrival with belated breaths. There’s no Jimin this time to place it between you and him. You’re so nervous to approach him that you have to intertwine your fingers in front of you to stop them from visibly shaking. Jimin’s words from before ate themselves into your subconscious.

”Hi.”

There are invisible bells ringing next to his ears. Doesn’t sound like the one attached to the front door – no. Softly spoken words barely breach the surface as he feels like he just jumped headfirst into the ocean. You’re getting uncomfortable with the silence as Jeongguk travels to the world of faerie and back in his mind. You think maybe he didn’t hear you, you were pretty meek after all.

This day is too beautiful to watch two socially awkward people interact – they would even cringe if it was anyone else – the patrons are quite taken with the soft boy and the girl with the oversized shirts. The old lady with the black cat resting on her lap, the werewolf boy sipping his camomile tea even the boss man watches the younglings get enveloped in silence.

Jeongguk melts from his frozen position and gently smiles at you. ”S-Sorry I got a little lost in my thoughts. What can I get you?” The counter hides how he fidgets with his hands as you tell him your order. You only look up briefly as you thank him for making the drinks while he’s the exact opposite as he can’t seem to look away from you.

The faerie busies himself with the drinks finally averting his eyes and letting you breathe properly as you couldn’t before under his heavy gaze. Making you uncomfortable is the last thing he wants and even – even then he can’t help his eyes searching for yours.

Your gaze is locked on his nametag when he slides the drinks to your side of the counter.

”Thank you.” Jeongguk can’t help but show you his biggest smile reaching ear to ear as you thank his services and touch the card to the reader to pay and possibly go before you make a fool of yourself. The faerie on the other hand detests your upcoming departure. He hopes he could see you again soon when you say goodbye.

”See? It wasn’t too bad.” Jimin takes in your cherry red cheeks as you hand him his coffee. You completely ignore him when he implies your loverboy was there seeing your flustered face. Laugh bubbles from his throat when you half heartedly tell him to shut up and take your seat behind the sewing machine.

This is the first of many attempts to come, living up to his name of being a mischievous Fae. Jimin knew even before you two did, that you’ll be good for each other.

It’s not like you were actively against his ideas. You just didn’t want him to set you up with the promise of something when it was set in failure by the books.

The coffee is good and Jeongguk is a very sweet boy after you got over your initial shyness around him. He listens well and offers feedback when needed. You do the same for him. He helped you feel better on days when you didn’t even want to get out of your bed – and you were the reason he smiled every day. Slowly strangers became friends with a feather light undertone of maybe something more in the future.

”You’re very quiet today Y/N, everything’s alright?” The best you can give him is a strained smile but not convincing enough to ease the worry from his features.

”Yes, of course. There’s nothing to worry about Guk.” Humans can lie Jeongguk knows this but he still gets surprised when you try and fail miserably. You’re the worst liar of them all. You let out a soft sigh when he doesn’t relent. Bless his honest heart he can’t just pretend to accept your blatant lie, even more, when it affects your mood.

”You can tell me everything you know that right?” Of course, you know that you want to tell him but instead, you rest your head on your hands. The business is slow today so there’s a low chance someone might interrupt the flow of your conversation.

You have to tell him sooner or later. Better be now, it’s known to be better to rip the bandaid off fast. ”My sister is getting married next week. It’ll be gone for the whole week. She organised a lot of programs for us.”

Your explanation only confuses him more. You should be happy that your sister is getting married? Did you not want to go? Is there something he’s missing from what you told him?

”I- uh congratulation?” You chuckle at his confused expression. He’s so cute you want to squish his cheeks and plant a soft kiss on his pillowy lips and oh – oh you’re getting ahead of yourself again. Concentrate Y/N. He’s just a friend nothing more. You’re not allowed to think of his lips in a situation like this.

”Thank you. You don’t have to look like a lost bunny – It’s just, these programs are all –” Inhale, exhale. You take in a long breath when the cat finally gets out of the bag. ” –for couples.”

”Why would your sister organise something just for couples? She knows that you don’t have a boyfriend, isn’t she?” His question is valid, you think. You know it was not her intention to make you feel guilty for not having a boyfriend.

”Right. – I don’t think I talked about it before but I have five sisters. They all have a boyfriend or a husband. It’s just me – uh, who doesn’t have someone.”

”Ok.” Jeongguk nods slowly. You could almost see the cogs turning in his head as he thinks. Soaking in all the information that you just dumped on him he still fails to see the problem. In his head, you could just call your sister and say that you have no one to do these activities with. You can still enjoy the wedding in his opinion.

”I’m terrible at meeting new people. You know it. It took me weeks before I could even look into your eyes without looking away. She – she said that there’s this guy she wants to set me up with. If I don’t have someone to come with me I’ll be doomed.”

You take the faerie’s silence as rejection even though you didn’t ask him yet. The implications are there – and he certainly caught them. At first, you asked Jimin if he would come with you but he’s busy and told you to ask Jeongguk. You’re comfortable with him plus the family knows that you and Jimin are just friends. If you show up with Jeongguk at your side they will finally get off your back.

”She shouldn’t force you to get someone for the sake of having someone.” You’re shocked by the ferocity behind his words. Is he angry? Doesn’t seem like it’s directed at you though.

”She means well.” You place your hand on top of his as a form of comfort. Jeongguk’s anger evaporates as soon as your warm skin makes contact with his. You’re comfortable with him but it doesn’t mean you’re the cuddly type so he’s surprised to receive your physical affection. You usually say things that tell him you care about him in more ways than one but your touches are rare.

”I was hoping I could convince you to come with me. It’s ok if you don’t want to though. I guess I’ll have to accept my sister’s offer then.” Jeongguk quickly turns his palm around under yours to comfortably wave them together. His hold turns rather possessive when you tell him the sister option. He doesn’t want any man on your side.

”I’ll go if that’s what you want.” Chocolate brown eyes are looking at you with newfound fire in them. This is his chance to show you that you could be good for each other. Maybe after acting like a couple for a week will make you realise how head over heels he is for you. Jeongguk knows that you find him attractive but doesn’t know how deep your affection runs for him. He might get his answer at the wedding.

”That’s why I’m asking silly. I would like that.” You smile and squeeze his hand back. You look straight into his eyes until a customer waltzes inside the store (breaking the intimate moment) forcing Jeongguk to look away from you. You silently slip away when he serves the patrons.

The rest of the week goes by slowly. You and Jimin pop up a few times during his break time but both of you are pretty busy finishing up the orders to be able to close the shop for the entire week. Every minute the fae can spare he thinks about the upcoming weekend where he will be able to hold your hand and meet your family – call you his.

After the week if you’re reacting well to his advances he promises himself to confess his feelings for you. Jimin has been encouraging him to take the first step. Knowing that you will never do that due to your insecurities. Your mind and body are not in the best harmony but you’re on your way to working on it. Jeongguk likes every inch of you he would gladly help you on the bumpy road of self-love.

Jeongguk never saw you in anything but an oversized t-shirt before. He could hardly believe it when he sees you wear a nice fitting floral patterned t-shirt showing him the feminine curves of your waist. He could tell that you spent extra time this morning getting ready and Jeongguk hopes that you put so much effort into your appearance because of him. You’re beautiful no matter what you wear but this confident side of you stirs something in his lower belly that suspiciously feels like arousal.

In your excitement, you greet him with a hug. Your breasts are pushed against his chest and your arms wrap around his slim waist to get close. He freezes when his cock stirs in his pants begging for the gods in his head that you didn’t feel that.

It would be embarrassing if you caught him sporting an erection just from hugging a woman like an inexperienced teenage boy. You smell like fresh laundry too that doesn’t help his case to calm down.

You’re getting self-conscious the longer he stays silent. You start to think that he doesn’t like your outfit. Jimin spent an entire day persuading you to buy it at the mall yesterday saying that Jeongguk would drop his jaw to the ground how pretty you look in it. Maybe he was wrong after all. You slowly start to pull away giving yourself away to the inner voice in your head that tells you to save yourself from further embarrassment when he finally reciprocates your hug.

Sensing your changing mood he’s fast to put your nerves at ease. If he embarrasses himself in the meantime so be it, it’s totally fine if you keep smiling like that at him.

”You’re so beautiful petal.” You’re glad that he’s hugging you so close. This way you can bury your face into his strong chest and hide your blushing cheeks from his prying eyes.

”P-Petal?” The question comes out in a whisper. Jeongguk can tell by your expression that you like the nickname he gave you very much. He’s been meaning to call you that for months. Now he finally has a reason to just call you that without it being weird.

”Hmnn. Petal suits you. You always have different flowers embroidered in your shoes.” Your heart beats like crazy when he places his chin on top of your head in mid explanation, he begins nosing at your freshly washed hair breathing in your scent so openly.

”A-Are you ready to go?” Too flustered to even say thank you you try to jump to another subject and Jeongguk lets you have your ways. His fingers skim down your arm until he can lace your fingers together to guide you to his car parked near your house.

”I got us coffee.” Jeongguk is a true gentleman with a bunny teeth grin. He opens the passenger seat for you before he rounds the car and takes his place behind the wheel.

Both your hands are occupied by the cups and you nearly spill their contents when he leans in to fasten your seatbelt. There’s this mischievous look in his eyes that you know so well because you have seen the same expression on your best friend’s face countless times when he outsmarted you. Just now you realise that it was his plan all along. His plan was flawless – you didn’t even suspect a thing when he made you hold onto both cups so he could lean close to you. He plans on using every opportunity to get close to you. He wants you to see him as more than a friend.

Jeongguk secures your seatbelt slowly letting his breath fan across your face until you’re as red as a tomato. The sign that you’re getting flustered by his proximity gives him hope.

”You tricked me!” You slap his shoulder half heartedly with no real force. Your face is still hot when he moves away to turn on the engine after fixing his seatbelt as well.

”This is nothing petal. I have all sorts of tricks up my sleeve just for you to enjoy all week.” That name again. Petal. You like hearing it from him it makes your heart flutter. If that’s true it will be a hard week for you trying not to fall even more deeply in love with the handsome faerie. You want to say that he doesn’t need any tricks – he already has your heart but you decide to say nothing. Instead, you send a quick message to Jimin informing him that you’re on your way to your sister’s wedding with Jeongguk and promise to update him when you’re there.

You switch your phone off when you send the message and watch Jeongguk drive for a little in comfortable silence before you remember something. ”I bought snacks.”

You dug through your bag as you search for something in particular. You make a satisfied hum when you find it and Jeongguk’s eyes sparkle when he sees the treat in your hands. It’s his favourite snack. He remembers telling you about it once, he’s touched that you kept this information about him.

”Marry me right now.” He moans when the savoury taste of his favourite chips hits his tastebuds. You even got the flavour right.

”Men usually buy me lunch before they say that.” You joke but his answer implies something else entirely that makes you gulp.

”I would buy the whole restaurant petal if that’s all it takes.”

Can’t really say anything to that.

Since both of his hands are needed to drive, you keep feeding him during the journey to the neighbouring city. You try to ignore the feeling of his lips when you accidentally poke him with your fingers or when he licks the powder off your digits when he’s done. He’s going to be the death of you if he keeps this up.

You don’t know how he does that but Jeongguk looks like he freshly walked out of the latest fashion magazine even after driving for five hours straight while you feel like you were just spat out of a dog’s mouth. You desperately need to pee and your ass is broken from sitting for so long.

Jeongguk takes care of your luggage while you find the closest restroom before you walk to the reception together to get your room keys and find out where the rest of your family is.

You’re getting nervous he could tell when you start to twist your ring around your finger.

”Are you nervous about me meeting your parents?” It’s scary how easy it feels to intertwine your fingers with his. He always had this calming aura around him that never ceases to make you feel at ease.

”Yes. I’m afraid they won’t believe me that such a handsome man is my boyfriend.”

Jeongguk immediately frowns when you talk down on yourself. He wouldn’t let you talk like that even if it’s you.

”I won’t let you degrade yourself, you’re beautiful Y/N. Of course, a handsome man like myself would date a beautiful girl like you. If someone thinks otherwise then fuck them, it doesn’t mean they’re right and I am wrong.”

You can’t meet his eyes right now but fortunately, he doesn’t force you to. He knows it’s not easy for you to accept yourself as it is. Jeongguk has his own set of insecurities it’s only normal to feel that way. It doesn’t mean he won’t tell you as many times as you need to hear to believe him when he says you’re the most beautiful woman he has ever laid his eyes on. It has nothing to do with beauty standards.

You don’t need to have the perfect nose or the best body weight for your height, it doesn’t take away from the unique beauty every individual has – including you.

He’s not obligated to tell anyone what makes you in his eyes beautiful. You just are.

He wants to tell you everything but he knows you wouldn’t be able to listen to him and say a sincere ’thank you’ just yet. He also knows that you’ll eventually get there.

”Let's go in, see our room and get some rest. You must be tired from the drive here.”

You appreciate the smooth transition he made in the conversation. It doesn’t stop you from feeling guilty because of what you said about yourself earlier. You could tell that he took your words to heart. It was not your intention to make him upset. Sometimes you just tend to overthink things.

It’s best if you leave that thought at the back of your mind for later to nitpick. You should be happy, it’s your only chance to see your sister get married (hopefully.) You should spend this time relaxing with your family and Jeongguk.

”You drove here I didn’t do anything. If someone needs to rest it’s you.” You pull him by your intertwined hands. You wasted enough time talking outside the guests probably thought that you two were weird for stalling.

You hope your parents are not here yet you want to introduce Jeongguk when you two rested for a bit. They can be quite overbearing and knowing them when they learn that Jeongguk is a faerie and not human they’ll ask all sorts of questions from him. It would be a first to introduce a supernatural boyfriend as your sisters all dated and married humans.

You didn’t even think about that.

”I can see the cogs turning in your head. What are you thinking about so intently?” Jeongguk gently flicks your forehead when he sees you zone out as soon as you get into the elevator.

Jeongguk has the key for your rooms in his hand as his other still holds yours. When your sister made the original booking for your room she didn’t have another person in mind and by the time you told her that you’ll have someone come with you, it would have been difficult to change it. It’s not a big deal considering that the bed is large enough for two. You never shared a bed with someone before though.

”O-Oh, nothing. Just stuff.” You keep looking ahead even when you feel his breath hit your ear. Just feel it now that his chest is pushed against your back in an intimate position. It’s clearly his doing but why you’re the only one affected by it? Damn heart calm down or he’ll hear you!

”Uh-huh. Sure, stuff.” He’s mocking you. It’s clear as they that he doesn’t buy your poor excuse at all.

”Hey, Guk.” His previous expression melts when he sees your eyes soften. He could tell the change in your emotions as you lock eyes with him. ”I’m glad you’re here.” You share a shy smile before the elevator pings and opens on your floor cutting the moment you two had short. He curses the damn inanimate object for ruining the perfect opportunity to steal your first kiss – but it seems like the kiss will have to wait.

”Wow. Your family is loaded.” Jeongguk says it without any ill intent. The first thing he does when you open the door to the suite is jump on the bed and get into a weird starfish pose that makes you laugh.

”Not my family. It’s the groom who’s rich. He’s the CEO of Kim Industries my sister was an interpreter for them for a few months that’s how they met. After her contract ended they went on a few dates got together and after five years of dating. Boom. Here we are.” You keep smiling when you share the short version of your sister’s love story and he can’t help but admire you from the plush bed. You look really good in your outfit. He can’t wait to finally see you in a dress. He knows it’s gonna be sky blue because he asked to match his tie with your dress.

You bend down to take off your shoes unaware that this way Jeongguk has the perfect view of your tits squished together showing him a sliver of skin that you wouldn’t normally. The respectful thing would be to look away but he’s weak. He’s a man with needs and you’re the object of his desires for a very long time now.

The notification sound coming from your phone lets you miss Jeongguk’s hungry stare as you obliviously text your mother back. Once you look up he got a neutral look on his face like he was not drooling at the sight of your tits five seconds ago.

”My parents will be here by late afternoon. My sister is here though so we should go down and join them for lunch.”

”Ok. Give me a minute petal I’ll just wash my face and we can go.” You don’t have time to think about the small kiss he places on top of your hair while he passes you to reach the bathroom on your left. You never vocalised that you want Jeongguk to play the part of your boyfriend for the wedding but it would feel wrong to introduce him as a friend when you feel so much more for him. Your sister would sniff out your lie before the last syllable left your lips. She knows you too well.

Jeongguk ever since you asked him to accompany you to the wedding became a lot more touchy-feely with you. You wish you had his confidence maybe that way you would be able to tell him how you feel.

Getting out of your thoughts with a headshake you text Jimin that you arrived.

[12:21] Great! Have lots of fun with Gukie!

[12:22] Don’t do anything with him that you know I wouldn’t do 😉 love ya!

from Y/N:

[12:22] like there’s anything you wouldn’t do you nasty hoe!

[12:23] I’ll bring back a present for you, make sure not to miss me too much chim chim

”What are you smiling about?” You close your screen before Jeongguk could see it. You don’t want him to know about your feelings for him this way. He deems that you’re acting suspiciously. Are you texting other men? He hopes not. Jimin told him that you don’t have any love interest that he knows of. He wants to think that the thing that’s going on between you is mutual. You seem to react to his courting positively.

”Just Jimin asking if we arrived safely. Come on let’s go.” You pocket your phone and tug at his hand. It seems like you’re a lot more open to the skin to skin contact after he initiated it. You were just too shy to make the first move as Jimin put it.

The smell of cafeteria food draws both of you in and without much of a question you look around the selection in silent agreement. One look at the delicious display of food is enough for you to forget about your original plan of searching for your sister’s table as you pile different kinds of dishes on each other’s plates.

”Take this salad I’ll pick out the cucumbers I know you don’t like that.” You have to give credit where it’s due. Jeongguk is the perfect boyfriend. He even remembered that you don’t like cucumbers? Is it too late to steal his line and ask for his hand in marriage?

”Deal. I’ll share the chicken wings then it’s too much for me to eat anyway I got the less spicy ones so you can eat it.” You’re standing hip to hip discussing what will you share and getting the right things accordingly. You didn’t even feel the looming presence of your sister and his fiance just when she clears her throat.

”I can’t tell if you’ll eat each other first or the food.” Her comment is obviously aimed at you to make you blush but when you see Jeongguk’s ears turn red too – and it’s the most adorable sight you’ve ever seen. She seems to see his red ears too because next her eyes go to the pointed ends. Recognition shines in her orbs as she realises he’s a faerie.

His senses can pick up that she’s very happy (it’s her wedding day, of course, the bride should be happy) there’s some nervousness mixed in the pot of her emotions but it’s natural too. She looks a lot like you, you have the same eyes and nose.

You both move at the same time to hug each other, it’s been a while since you saw your sister and you missed her. Talking on the phone is not the same. She clearly missed you too seeing how tightly she holds you. Both Namjoon your sister’s fiance and Jeongguk watch the interaction with a small smile.

”It’s good to see you Hira. Let me introduce you! Hira this is Jeongguk my..uh–”

”Hi, I’m the boyfriend.” You’re glad that Jeongguk finishes for you. You were afraid you might say the wrong thing.

”Nice to meet you boyfriend of my baby sister.” She’s having an intense staredown with Jeongguk like she’s trying to reach the deepest part of his soul before her lips quirk up into a small smile. Whatever she was looking for she found it and she’s pleased. Good enough for you.

”I’m Namjoon it’s nice to meet you.” The two men share a friendly handshake and you’re happy that they seem to get along. Even your sister falls into easy conversation with him as you sit down and start eating. What started as a police interrogation led by your sister (and warden) ended up being a chat about hobbies and what kind of music he listens to. Normal stuff.

There are still traces of that anxiety you felt before getting your room key stuck to your otherwise sweet smell. Jeongguk places a hand on your knee under the table the touch is hidden from your sister’s view so you relax under the secure weight of his warm palm. This is his way of reassuring you that you don’t need to feel so stiff. You finally relax.

Jeongguk is very perceptive to emotions it’s one of his unique traits as a faerie. Sometimes being surrounded by lots of people can trigger his sensory overload. You made a note in your mind to check up on him later about it. It seems like you were worried for nothing.

Your sister likes Jeongguk and tells you that when you wait for the boys to hand the plates back to the kitchen.

”When were you going to tell me about him?” You can tell that your sister is curious – more than she’s angry about the fact that you kept your ’boyfriend’ hidden. It’s been a while since you had a boyfriend and the last relationship didn’t end too well.

”It’s kinda new. We’re still figuring things out.” You’re not lying. You sure are trying to figure things out.

You jump a little when you feel arms snake around your waist the familiar weight of his chin makes you relax against him though. It seems like your conversation about this has to wait. You look away when your sister starts to suck Namjoon’s face like she’ll take him right here in the middle of the dining room. You think this is the perfect time to excuse yourself and retreat to your room with Jeongguk.

You motion for him to follow you as you try to ignore how his hand stays on your waist and pulls you close while you walk.

”Mom and dad will arrive around four. We will have the first practice round then so don’t have too much fun!” Hira yells after the two of you when she realises you try to sneak out under her watch – she won’t have that. You hide your blushing face into Jeongguk’s shoulder when a few heads turn thanks to your loud ass sister.

”I like them they’re nice.” You’re glad to hear that. You give him a lazy smile now that your stomach is full you’re getting a little sleepy. You couldn’t get a wink of sleep last night because of your nerves and now the fatigue seems to catch up to you. Jeongguk rubs your shoulders as you lean your weight against him your eyes are almost shut when the elevator doors open on your floor number and you stumble on your feet.

”Wrap your hands around my neck petal.” You’re confused at his command but you do as he told. The next thing you realise is when you’re carried by him to your door in bridal style. Some of the guests that are staying on the same floor share a giggle with their partners.

”Jeon Jeongguk! Put me down!” Even when you’re between the four walls of your shared suite he refuses to let you go.

He unceremoniously dumps you on the sheets and collapses right next to you. You were not ready to share the bed with him so soon. Your heart is about to skyrocket out of your chest if he gets even closer. He doesn’t seem to care though as he nuzzles his face into your neck and pulls you close by grabbing your waist. Fuck it’s kinda hot that he can move you around like a doll and position you the way he likes.

”You smell so nice.” Ok now at any minute you could get a cardiac arrest. This boy is not good for your heart.

”I don’t want to ever get up. We should stay like this forever.” His words are whispered into your skin right before he places a small peck at the prodding vein on your neck.

There’s no way he can’t feel how your heart is hammering away in your chest.

He’s so close and his body is pressed against you so tightly. You can feel his heartbeat on your back and it’s going really fast. You don’t know what compelled you to act so boldly but you turn around in his hold with eyes big like saucers as you place your palm against his chest right where his heart is to make sure what you’re feeling is correct and it’s not just your imagination.

Jeongguk looks up at you with half lidded eyes – he can tell that you feel his heart beat like crazy and it’s all for you. He doesn’t try to hide it anymore he wants you to know that his heart is pumping blood and keeps him alive only for you for a while now. You had his heart all this time. Yours to break or cherish – the choice is in your hands.

”I love you.”

He is so brave laying his heart on the table. It’s only fair if you’re honest as well. So you cup his cheeks in your slightly shaking hands and mould your lips against his. They fit like puzzle pieces. He moves right you move left in perfect harmony as you taste each other’s lips for the first time. It doesn’t need to involve tongue as you shyly get accustomed to the pillowy lips pressed against yours.

”I love you too.”

Tiny sparks surround you as you continue kissing each other. The magic stored in his veins could hardly be contained as he devours your mouth getting passionate with every pressing minute he spends exploring you. There’s a sudden knock on the door it makes you two jump at the very end of the bed to get as much space between you as it’s humanly possible. Your sister’s head pokes through the crack.

”Sorry lovebirds. Come down mom and dad arrived earlier than I anticipated.”

She gives both of you a tiny smirk before she disappears with a knowing look on her face. Oh, you will never hear the end of this. She could guess by the flush on both of your faces and the way your lips are rosy and kiss swollen that you were in a passionate lip locking session when she interrupted.

”Guess we have to continue this another time petal.” Your cheeks flare a pretty crimson when Jeongguk visibly licks his lips as if he tries to savour your taste. Such a simple action can turn you on. What Jeon Jeongguk has done to you?

You feel a lot lighter now that you don’t have to hide how much he makes your heart flutter when he reaches for your hand inside the elevator. He turns you around in his arms to give your lips a few pecks as if he cannot help himself but touch you all the more now that he knows his feelings are returned and appreciated.

He knows which ones are your parents closing in on you when your hand around his arm tighten.

There are a few minutes left before the practice ceremony starts to ensure everything runs smoothly for the big day tomorrow and the guests talk among each other about how beautiful this wedding will be. However, your sister still didn’t elaborate on what kind of couple event she organized for all of you.

”Mom, dad.” You’re happy to see them and they are happy to see you. Your parents can be overbearing sometimes but still your parents. You give both of them a big hug and a kiss on their cheeks. Gravitating back to Jeongguk’s side when it’s time for you to introduce him to them.

This is a lot easier now that you don’t have to lie. ”This is my boyfriend Jeongguk.”

It feels even better to say it – Jeongguk can feel your emotions shifting from relief to happiness. His smile mirrors yours when he greets the parents. They took it well that he’s not human, he’s glad because you mean a lot to him and your parents mean a lot to you.

That’s all he ever wanted – to be by your side. He can’t wait to see you in your dress tomorrow. He caught a glimpse of it when you made sure this afternoon that you have everything for tomorrow.

”I’ll skip the if you make my daughter cry I’ll give you something to cry about because of this beautiful wedding just around the corner. I’m sure my daughter loves you dearly to bring you here.” Jeongguk gives your father a firm handshake, he’s a little intimidated by your father at first but knows that he has your best interest at heart.

”Stop with the dramatics honey. It’s clear as day that they’re in love with each other. I know our little girl is in good hands.” Your mother gives Jeongguk’s arm a good squeeze and your boyfriend matches the sentiment with a sweet smile nodding his head.

”Ignore them. They just want to embarrass me with this bad cop good cop talk.”

You pull him to your seats when the music starts. Jeongguk can hardly keep a giggle inside at how cute you look when being flustered. His thumb runs circles on the back of your hand that’s been resting on his lap during the whole practice.

You both are too tired when you made it back to your suite. After a quick shower, you grab the first thing from your suitcase and change into your pyjamas while he showers.

You engage in some lazy kisses before he pulls you close to his body turning you around so your back is flush against his chest and lets sleep envelop you after such an eventful day.

You feel a last chaste kiss placed on the side of your face before the darkness pulls you in.

Jeongguk is up before you are. The sheets are tangled around your ankles and he has a great view of your ass in your bundled up shorts. His hands stay respectfully on your waist though even if it takes every fibre of his self-control to not slide his palm under your shirt and cup your perky breasts that he can see because of your low neckline. The perfect size for his hands to grab and fondle. So much skin – he wants to kiss every inch of you.

You were already under the covers when he made it to the bed so he didn’t see your sleeping outfit. He wonders if you were perhaps expecting something to happen last night.

You were both too tired to think about sex even though the sloppy kisses he stole from you didn’t help him get a raging boner in his sweatpants. His morning wood makes contact with your asscheeks as you unconsciously push your body against his. His little moan didn’t stir you awake – not sure if he feels disappointed or relieved to see that.

He wants to let you sleep for a while but on the other hand, he wants you to wrap your fingers around his cock and make him cum.

He feels like the bad guy, thinking about different positions he wants you in when you’re deeply asleep next to him. So peaceful. He’s a wicked man but can’t find an ounce of shame in himself as he slowly gives your body a once over. His palm rubs against his clothed cock as he watches you arch your back and roll onto your stomach.

He wants to rip your shorts to shreds and get rid of the offending fabric that hides your plump ass from his view. He rubs harder feeling his cock throb inside his boxers desperate for release. Your shirt has ridden up your torso showing the skin on your back while your tits are squished to the bed underneath you.

Can’t help himself anymore Jeongguk takes his cock out and strokes the sensitive foreskin. His precum glistens as the sun shines through the blinds.

He’s so lost in his little fantasy that he didn’t see that you’re awake. He’s not that quiet while he moans your name as much as he would like to think. His eyes are tightly shut as he speeds up his hands running up and down his cock.

His low moans are bouncing around the silent room. Jeongguk doesn’t hear the rustle of sheets as you get closer or when your breath hitches when the heavy scent of his arousal hits your nose. Not touching him but close enough to get a first class view of his hands pumping his cock while moaning your name.

He’s close you can tell by the signs of his ragged breathing and how he focuses on his pink tip more spreading the precum around the head. A wave of arousal hits you.

It’s not just you. You can feel his pleasure like it is your own – the tiny particles of magic that surround the room undoubtedly come from the needy faerie. Even him is probably unaware that his magic runs free affecting you in heatwaves.

Right when he’s about to spill his seed you seal his moan with a needy kiss while your fingers wrap around the base of his cock halting his movements before he could cum all over his stomach. Jeongguk lets out a surprised moan when you take over his fingers tightly wrapped around his length you dictate a much slower pace than he has.

His eyes are open big doe eyes watching you full of lust when you push your tongue into his mouth and start the battle for dominance. He accepts your kiss with eagerness lets you take over his whole body. The pleasure intensifies.

You know he can feel you too. It’s easy to learn his body when you can tell which twist of your fingers or kisses makes him let out the loudest moans or when the pleasure in the pit of your stomach gets more intense. You two are connected by your emotions – that even if you’re not at the receiving end of the touching you feel it like his fingers are deep inside your cunt.

He’s close again his hips are thrusting into your fist and your hold on his slippery cock tightens.

Your name on his lips is fueling your desire. All it takes for your warm mouth to envelop the tip for him to shoot his load down your throat with a loud moan. You swallow.

Jeongguk pants against your shoulder pulling you impossibly close you two share an obscene kiss full of teeth and spit with his taste still lingering on your tongue.

You can’t blame him for being impatient Jeongguk removes your shorts in one go – only hooking a finger under your panties to pull it to the side before his long finger sinks into you. He gives you a few pumps to get you used to the sensation when he pushes another digit into your quivering walls fucking you with his fingers while his lips leave kisses all over your shoulders and neck.

He’s ravaging you like you’re his last meal. You tighten around his fingers ready to cum when he pulls them back with a last loud squelch. The string of your arousal breaks when he puts the fingers in his mouth sucking them clean.

”Tell me now if you want me to stop.” Jeongguk is breathless as he presses the words out like it physically pains him to offer you a way out.

His hard cock slides between your wet folds making the both of you moan. He doesn’t push inside though – not without your permission.

”Want you. Please fuck me.” You reach down to position him to your opening and he slowly pushes in between swears when you tell him he can take you.

”It feels too good. I’ll cum so quick. Fuck.” You feel the same way with your senses heightened.

You not only feel the delicious pressure of his cock parting your walls but you can feel how Jeongguk feels while your walls pulse around him. It’s even better when he starts moving. Every thought you might have disappears as soon as he starts thrusting in and out of your buttered pussy. He goes deeper each time ensuring that your walls comfortably part around his grith.

”I love you.” You confess between kisses and Jeongguk smiles at your shy words. He says ’I love you too.’ easily.

He makes sure you feel every inch of his cock in you, every vein and ridge while his tip rubs against your pleasure spot inside you. He can feel the sudden spike in your pleasure and makes sure he hits the same spot repeatedly until you start convulsing around his length releasing around his cock.

Chasing his own end Jeongguk holds your legs apart to sink even deeper than before until you can feel him in your guts. His cock stretches you out so good – uncaring that he pushes your cum out with each stroke and makes a mess of the sheets underneath you. Your inner thighs are wet from your release and Jeongguk’s ball slap against your asscheeks with each thrust.

He wants to feel you get tight again (he edged himself to the point where his self-control is slowly slipping away) so he rubs his thumb over your clit smearing your cum on the pink nub to make you squeeze around him to get his release before he stills and cums in your swollen cunt. He fucks his release into you with slow strokes while your name never fails to leave his lips as he makes sure you take every drop of his cum.

He stays inside while you catch your breaths together. Jeongguk kisses you over and over again until you melt against the sheets.

- End.

[justimajin]

House of the Haunted

Genre: Fluff & Comedy

↳ 3.5k / Supernatural AU (inspired from Hotel Transylvania)

[Includes: Vampire! Yoongi, Werewolf! Jungkook, Ghost! Namjoon, Demon! Jimin, Angel! Hoseok, Warlock! Taehyung, Faerie! Seokjin, Human! Reader]

Summary: It's Halloween and the Council of the Haunted have convened together for a very important and highly classified discussion - there's a *whispers* human on the premises.

A/N: I was originally going to post this for Halloween, but it unfortunately got a bit delayed. It's just meant to be a fun story for spooks and laughs. Happy (Belated) Halloween! 🎃

The front door creaks open. 

The mansion is nothing short of grand, lined with expansive black marble floors and dark wooden walls. There are ebony crystals hanging down from the dimly lit chandelier, connected right above the old spiral staircase that’s decorated with small oil lamps. The wind ever so whistles against the grey murky windows, echoing through the emptiness of the haunting infrastructure. 

Amongst the different doors next to the staircase, only one is brightly lit. 

A tall man dressed in lavish purple robes shuffles forward, his eyes darting around. There’s a sudden change in the air, akin to a low draft he feels against his back that his keen senses pick up on right away. 

“Taehyung.” A voice whispers into the night and he swivels, robes cascading around him as he does. “You came.” 

His lips pull up into a cheeky smile, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” 

The transparent man before him gyrates around, his feet floating an inch off the ground.

“Follow me.” 

Taehyung obliges, trailing after him. 

“You know, Seokjin will be very pleased to see you too.” 

Taehyung deeply chuckles, fingertips absent-mindly playing with the mist that radiates out of them. “I’m sure he will be.” 

He’s led into a large dining room, the very one that is brightly lit. In the middle of it sits a long outstretched table that’s entirely covered with a black tablecloth and with candlelight decor. There are seven wooden chairs lining the table and accompanying, seven golden chalices. 

It’s a room he’s become very familiar with over the course of the last couple of months. Namely, ever since one fateful day when he was granted a hand-crafted invitation with intricate writing and symbols. At the time, he truthfully wasn’t quite sure to expect, or rather, who to expect. 

His answer came without another thought and it took the form of an old, but peculiarly cheery Faerie man – the very one seated at the head of the table and examining a chalice before him. 

“Warlock Kim Taehyung has arrived.” The voice booms into the room, making Seokjin look up. 

The Faerie man rises to his feet, addressing the transparent man. 

“Thank you, Namjoon.” He nods in confirmation, before wafting back into the breeze and exiting the room. 

Seokjin spins around with a big grin, “Taehyung!” 

“You haven’t changed a bit.” Taehyung remarks, giving the man a swift hug. “Though, your way of sending invites has gotten really interesting.” 

He twirls his fingers and a piece of paper emerges, landing in his hands. He envelopes it, eyes focused on the written words. “A call for all supernatural beings to meet, for the Council of the Haunted to convene once more for urgent matters–”

Taehyung snickers, “You write like you’re a hundred years old already.”

“I was trying to be formal!” Seokjin protests, irises glimmering with specks of pink. 

Taehyung raises a playful brow, “A Faerie trying to be courteous? Now that’s funny.” 

Seokjin shakes his head with a sigh, “Sit down, will you? I’m going to have more guests to tend to.” 

Taehyung non-chantently hums, eyeing the wine in the centre of the table with intrigue. The former Faerie hears more footsteps, and he hurriedly leaves the room altogether. 

Making his way to the front door, Seokjin is met with the sight of Namjoon surrounded by others. 

“Well, well, who do we have here?” He piques, mischievousness brimming in his voice.

Two men appear before him – contrasting like day and night. 

One of them has swept violet hair and dark ebony wings sticking out from his back. A dark red beam within his orbs and there’s a soft smile lingering on his lips. The other has a mop of brown hair and a pair of white wings. He holds a deep scowl, arms crossed and his blue eyes stern. 

“Demon Park Jimin and Angel Jung Hoseok have arrived.” Namjoon announces from behind, appearing a bit frazzled from the duo’s sudden appearance. 

“The Council of the Haunted, huh?” Hoseok remarks, “You haven’t called us here in ages.” 

Jimin peers around, “The decor is really nice, did you remodel the place?” 

Seokjin merely laughs, immediately engulfing the two into a hug. “It’s been a while, you two!” 

Hoseok grumbles and Jimin giggles. “Come on in! Taehyung’s already here.” 

He steps to the side, gesturing the two men forward. They enter the grand dining room with Namjoon’s assistance, taking spots at opposite sides of the table. 

Seokjin comes up behind Namjoon. “That makes three – who are we missing now?” 

“The vampire and werewolf.” Namjoon utters, grimacing a bit. “I was informed today was a full moon.” 

“Of course it is.” Seokjin sighs, glancing at his present guests. “We’ll have to wait a bit longer.” 

Taehyung raises his chalice of wine with a grin. “M’kay with me.” 

“Wait, I have to sit here longer?” Hoseok recoils, “With him?” 

Jimin sweetly smiles. “How interesting. I share the same sentiments.” 

The Faerie narrows his eyes, “Taehyung, that wine is supposed to be for everybody.” He turns to his ghostly friend, whispering underneath his breath. “Namjoon, can you make sure those two don’t cause a brawl on my dining table?” 

He immediately nods, effortlessly floating over to the table. Seokjin turns around with a huff, planting his hands against his waist. 

At this point, anyone who will arrive will be considered late. He should have considered this, knowing that some of his members simply had the tendency to be forgetful and– 

“Greetings.” 

His heart nearly jumps out of his chest at the low voice behind him, wide pink orbs coming into contact with a red-eyed man with midnight hair and long incisors sticking outside of his teeth. 

“Oh gosh–” Seokjin presses a hand against his heart, attempting to calm himself. “It’s just you, Yoongi.” He huffs, “For a moment, you had me scared there.” 

The vampire looks at him impassibly, “Sorry about that.” 

Seokjin shakes it off, “Don’t worry about it.” He stares at him intently, tilting his head to the side in amusement. “I didn’t think you would come. What changed your mind?” 

Yoongi seems to hesitate for a split-second, before mumbling the words. 

“You said there would be others here….I was curious.”

The corners of Seokjin’s mouth upturn and he watches as the vampire silently trails over to the dining table, carefully taking a seat amongst the table. He was really interesting – that was for sure. 

Suddenly, a howl breaks through and echoes into the walls of his home. He swivels around, just in time to catch the faintest blur of caramel brown fur. 

There’s an enormous wolf launching itself against him, practically pouncing onto the poor defenceless Faerie man before he has the chance to say anything. 

“Okay, okay, I get it!” He scolds, pushing him away. “Jungkook, get off of me!” 

The caramel brown wolf whines loudly, as if in utter protest. Seokjin deeply sighs, petting his head rather awkwardly. 

“There! You happy now?” 

The wolf seems to let out a pleased howl, before its paw hits against the marbled floor. Within a couple of seconds, its bones begin to crack and a young man with crinkled golden eyes and a huge bunny smile stares back at him. 

“Hi hyung!” He chuckles and Seokjin grins lop-sidley, “Thanks for inviting me.” 

“Thanks for coming, JK.” Seokjin turns to Namjoon, leading Jungkook in. “Everyone’s here!” 

Jungkook brightens up, “Namjoon! It’s so nice seeing you again.”

The ghost man stares back at him wide-eyed as Jungkook loudly cackles, throwing his head back. Seokjin ends up pushing at his shoulders to get him to sit down in one of the chairs. 

“Haha, veryy original.” He sarcastically retorts, moving to take his seat at the head of the table. Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook get seated on his right side, while Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi remain on the other. 

He ushers for everyone to raise their chalices. 

Seokjin clears his voice. “We have all gathered here today for a very important matter to discuss.”

Jungkook raises his hand, “Have you finally decided to remodel the meeting room to look less worse?” 

He scoffs, “No.” 

“Are you considering taking a step down and letting someone with purer intentions take over?” Hoseok remarks. 

Seokjin sighs, “No.” 

“Is this about the time I accidentally turned one of your workers into a goblin?” Taehyung ponders. 

“What? No.” 

“Is this when I forgot to turn your goblin back into your worker?” 

“Tae, no–” 

“Is this when the goblin wrecked havoc on–” 

“Okay, then!” Seokjin loudly coughs underneath his breath, a bright smile plastering on his features. There’s a sudden build up of pressure into the room, as if a hazy wave had crossed over everyone’s mind. 

His irises tinge with pink and the room is taken aback with a command, all members in his group visibly relaxing more than before. 

“This is so cool.” Jimin whispers, specks of pink dwindling in his own eyes. 

“Stop trying to toy with us and get to the point.” Hoseok barks, shaking his head with a huff. 

Seokjin grins wickedly, “Now that I finally do have your attention, there is something urgent to discuss.” Taehyung raises his hand again, but Seokjin glares at him, causing him to lower it, “This matter is of utmost importance and I believe it will affect all of us sooner or later.” 

Six sets of rounded eyes stare back at him. 

He drops the ball, “I have discovered….a human in my home.” 

A sharp, collective gasp echoes through the room. 

Jimin and Hoseok glance at each other wide-eyed while Taehyung presses a hand against his chest. Jungkook stares back at Seokjin with doe eyes as Namjoon shrinks back and Yoongi takes a sip out of his chalice filled with wine. 

“You should have started with that!” Taehyung protests. 

“Well, maybe you all hadn’t been – Oh, I don’t know – interrupting me constantly, then I would have!” Seokjin exclaims. 

“How could you let a human in here?!” Hoseok hisses, aware only the supernatural kind were granted permission. 

“This is why I have gathered all of you here.” Seokjin speaks a bit softer, “I would like some opinions about the matter and to frankly, form my own.” 

Namjoon floats forward, “We had discovered her a while ago wandering outside around the mansion. She seemed lost, as if she had nowhere to go.” 

“And?” Hoseok raises a brow, “You thought letting her in here was a good idea?” 

“I don’t think it's too bad.” Jimin objects, “They were just trying to help.” 

“Help a human? Out of all people?!” 

Taehyung bites his bottom lip, “What if...the human tries to kill us?” 

“I wouldn’t take it that far.” Jimin reasons, “Humans aren’t too dangerous.” 

Jungkook leans back in his chair, gold eyes flickering as if recalling a fond memory. “My girlfriend used to be human and tried killing me once.” 

Hoseok deeply frowns, “That’s not something to be proud of, JK.” 

He huffs, “We lived happily ever after, thank you very much.” 

“Someone’s a hopeless romantic.” Taehyung chuckles underneath his breath and Jungkook sends him a glare. 

“Well, I for one, don’t trust it.” Hoseok states, crossing his arms. “Humans should be monitored because of how fickle they can be.” 

Jimin snorts as he sips his wine, “That’s a lot coming from you.” 

Hoseok venomously glowers at him. 

“You got something to say, demon?” 

Jimin smiles wistfully. “I don’t know, it just seems like a lot coming from an angel that’s been notoriously involved with a female demon.” 

Namjoon lets out an audible gasp. Jungkook’s doe eyes increase in size and Yoongi spins his head around. Taehyung leans forward with gleaming eyes and Seokjin leans back, taking a sip of his wine.

Hoseok blushes, flustered from all the sudden attention. “T-Then what about you, huh? Why don’t you tell everyone how fond you are of humans?!” 

Taehyung revolves his head around, staring at Jimin with amusement now. Seokjin sips more of his wine, intrigued by the direction of the conversation. 

“What can I say?” He cheekily smiles. “Humans are very kind and loving. I have no regrets.” 

“Why you–” 

“H-Hyung!” Jungkook looks at Yoongi in desperation. The poor werewolf is caught sitting next to the bickering angel and demon, their interactions almost making him feel like they very well arguing over his own two shoulders. “W-What do you think about all this?”

Yoongi leans forward, clearing his throat. “Humans can be very violent and destructive, if swayed in the wrong direction. However, they can be compassionate. It’s something can take decades, even years to be able to find the right one–” 

“Not all of us wait for our significant others to be reincarnated, hyung.” Taehyung comments with a smile.

“T-That’s beautiful, hyung.” Jungkook whispers while sniffling. 

Taehyung looks at Jimin with a grin, mouthing ‘hopeless romantic’. The demon loudly giggles, causing Jungkook to scoff. 

“Hey, it is! Do you know how long it takes to find the one you love?” He proclaims, “They could literally be your best friend and you wouldn’t even realize it!” 

“Okay, JK’s started to project. Anyone else?” Seokjin looks around the table, growing bored with the conversation. 

His dancing pink eyes land on Taehyung. “How about you?” 

“What about me?” Taehyung gulps the last of his wine. 

“You have a human partner, no?” 

Taehyung smiles amused. “Do I? Who knows?” 

“Oh, stop being so secretive and mysterious.” Hoseok rolls his eyes. 

“I’m a warlock, angel.” Taehyung snaps his fingers, mist sparkling around that Hoseok waves off with a disgusted look. “I don’t let out my secrets so easily.” 

“Okay, so Taehyung’s still as hard-headed as ever.” Seokjin glances over at Namjoon, an unamused hand planted against his face. “Any progress?” 

“Two members have vouched for the human and two are against,” He looks up with a frown, staring at Taehyung, “and I believe one is undecided…?” 

“So it’s a tie.” Seokjin heaves, pressing a hand against his temples, “How am I ever going to make a decision?” 

“What’s going on?” 

The entire room plunges into an uncomfortable silence. 

Everyone slowly turns to the entrance of the grand room, line of sight redirecting to the person attached to the quiet voice that echoes into the chamber. 

Your eyes are as wide as ever, taking in the grand table and the chalices of wine in front of the seven interesting individuals. There’s a mix of different coloured eyes staring back at you, paired with intricate features like wolf ears, fangs, mist, and wings. Among them, a human-like man with pink orbs is the only one you recognize. 

“Seokjin?” You wonder, “Are these your friends?” 

“Y/N.” Although he smiles, it doesn’t completely reach his eyes. You wonder if you interrupted something, especially with how they all stare at you like you were supernatural.

Seokjin glances around, continuing to smile, “Something like that.” 

“O-Oh, that’s nice. What were you guys talking about?” 

You stare at the pink-eyed man, not noticing how the angel uncomfortably shifts, or how the demon smiles in your direction. You don’t notice the werewolf staring at you naively, or the intrigue the vampire holds. You especially don’t notice the warlock pushing his wine closer to himself, or the floating man that looks at you in wonder. 

“Um…” Hoseok warily peers at Taehyung. 

“Don’t mind me.” He swipes away at Hoseok’s drink with mist, causing Jimin to laugh. 

“Hey!” 

“Shhh.” Jungkook chides, accidentally letting out a howl in the process.

“Take mine.” Yoongi offers. “I prefer blood.”

“Y/N!” Seokjin chimes in, stern pink orbs locking onto his table of supernaturals who immediately pipe down. His arm wraps around your shoulder, a charming smile on his lips. 

“How about you wait outside, hm? Things are a bit…unearthly here.” 

“Oh…okay!” You chirp, “I don’t mind, I hope you have fun with your friends.” 

Seokjin nods, smiling unmovingly. He quickly guides you outside, before looking over in Namjoon’s direction urgently, who floats over to your side. 

The two of you leave the room and Seokjin continues to smile until the door shuts. 

He spins around. 

“Would you all calm down?!” He hisses, taking the wine out of Taehyung’s hands and instantly separating the members, “Didn’t I already tell you she’s human?” 

“And?” Hoseok retaliates, “You’re the most human looking out of all of us!” 

“Yeah!” Taehyung preaches, “You’re biased towards her.” 

Seokjin rolls his eyes. “For your kind information, I’m actually half human which is why I don’t look completely like a Faerie!” 

He gestures to his ears, which should have sharper pointed ends but take on a human-like appearance instead. 

“Biased! I’m calling it!” Taehyung says again. 

“Wait hyung, then why do you need our help?” Jungkook questions, “Wouldn’t it be easier for you to figure it out by yourself?” 

“I needed opinions.” He states, crossing his arms. “Despite being half-human, it isn’t as easy making decisions regarding them.” 

“Well, I think she’s nice. Doesn’t seem too harmful.” Jimin pitches in. 

“Yeah, I wasn’t quaking in fear.” Hoseok retorts. 

“She’s not a werewolf slayer, I’ll tell you that.” Jungkook states with uttermost seriousness. 

 Yoongi shrugs, “Don’t think she’ll reincarnate anytime soon either.”

“Can I turn her into a goblin?” Taehyung lets his intrusive thoughts out, but Seokjin frowns. 

He regards all of them, “I appreciate the penny for your thoughts,” His voice deepens, sounding borderline threatening “–and Taehyung, no.”

He pouts and Seokjin sighs, standing at the front of the table once again. 

“I have made my decision and it will be final – Y/N be allowed to stay in this home until we can recover where she came from.” 

A low laugh escapes your lips. 

“Is something wrong?” Namjoon wonders and you shake your head. 

“Oh, it’s nothing. You just have a really interesting group of friends.” 

“Ah, well, we are all quite interesting, aren’t we?” Namjoon chuckles, before fumbling. “Uh, n-not in a suspicious way, of course. In a more human-like way, with human lifespans and human way of livin–” 

“You’re all supernaturals, right?” 

Namjoon freezes. 

“Y-You knew?”

“It was quite obvious from the start.” You laugh, “Also, I heard Seokjin mumbling something along the lines of getting the creatures of the night to gather together just like the good ol’ tales.” 

Your laughter grows as Namjoon places a sheepish hand against his temples. 

He sighs, “Well, you aren’t wrong about any of that.” 

“And what about you?” He turns, only to be met with your curious gaze and warm smile. 

He grows hyper aware, “W-What about me?” 

“I could hear them talking earlier.” You explain, gaze not leaving him. “Are you like the others? Do you have a human counterpart too?”

Namjoon is taken aback, not quite expecting you to ask. But then his smile diminishes, hints of anguish filling his orbs. 

“I used to, but she crossed over not too long ago.” He looks down at his hands, his transparency only becoming more evident by the minute. “I’m just a wandering ghost now.” 

Your heart sinks. “Wandering?” 

“Regrets.” Namjoon shuts his eyes, “I’m tethered to this world because of my last regret – which had to do with my dead wife.” 

“Oh…” Your eyes soften. “I….I hope she’s in a better place.” 

“She is.” Although remorseful, you notice the hope that fills his smile. It results in one lifting onto your own lips. 

The doors before suddenly come bustling open, startling the two of you. 

Seokjin emerges, brimming with confidence. 

“There you are!” He boasts, “A final decision has been made!”

Namjoon looks at him eagerly, “Is she staying?” 

“She is, but–” Seokjin waves a finger around. “As long as she follows the rules and… accepts our true identities.” 

“Oh, I already know you’re supernaturals.” You profess, much to Seokjin’s utter shock.

“She knows?!” Hoseok’s voice pitches out from the table. 

“Humans are smarter than you give them credit for.” Jimin snorts. 

“Well, that’s my cue to go.” Taehyung snaps his fingers, vanishing into purple smoke. 

“I-I guess that answered my concern.” Seokjin stutters, staring at you with a mix of surprise and horror. 

“Thank you for letting me stay.” You warmly smile, glancing in Namjoon’s direction. “It’ll be nice getting to know all of you." 

He smiles back and Seokjin nods, widening the door and allowing you to enter into the dining room. 

“Supernaturals are a bit peculiar around humans.” Seokjin states, placing another chair at the table, “But hopefully you’ll fit in with time.” 

You slip into it, taking the seat of the eighth member amongst the large table. 

Leaning back into the chair, there are specks of pink dancing within your irises. 

“Don’t worry.” You grin wickedly, “I think I’ll fit in just fine.”

[lhazeeart]

Lunar Moth fae Jungkook for another palette challenge (i love those)

[hanversace]

anyone interested in reading and being tagged in a story Court of thorns and roses!AU |Rhysand!Reader x Feyre!Jungkook ???

[btschooseafic]

AO3 Recs

We Built A Home by cherubkookie [completed]

ot7, jungkook x everyone, multi ships, fae/fairies, magic, found family, polyam

after the fae vs. human war, the humans thought all the fae had been killed, until jungkook finds one as a child and is cursed with the sight. years later his village finds out so jungkook runs--straight into the arms of several fae who are willing to risk a lot to help him

[mulberrymallard]

faerie jungkook!

2/7 faerie tannies done :o

[sailoryooons]

fae au where human oc who doesn't know that she works in a normal looking restaurant but it's exclusive only for faeries to formally offer their human mates a lifetime in fae world also serves as common place for faes. possibly a fluffy soft fae yoongi? idk what to do with him but i trust you 😅

❀ Pairing: Fae!Yoongi x human!reader

❀ Summary: Every day, Yoongi works at the coffee shop in his little corner of the world. Every day, you come in and order the same thing, sitting in the same booth. The only problem is, Yoongi is pretty sure you don’t know that you’re one of the few humans in a faerie coffee shop. 

❀ Word Count: 1,249

❀ Genre: Urban fantasy, secret crush, pining 

❀ Rating: SFW

❀ Warnings: Light pining, Yoongi has an unspoken crush on reader, that’s really it 

❀ Published: August 20, 2023

❀ A/N: Hi anon - I am so stupid and I did not realize until I finished your entire request that you asked for reader to work at the coffee shop and not Yoongi. Please accept my sincerest apologies, I got them switched around and wrote this entire thing with Yoongi as the worker and reader as the patron. I hope that this will work anyway, but please no I am so sorry for getting it wrong, I had to edit this author’s note because I did not realize I swapped it until I went to post this just now. AGGHHHH I’M SO MAD AT MYSELF LMAO. 

❀ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.

| Masterlist | Ask |Hali’s Happy Agust |

“Have you guys ever been sued by Coffee-Mate?”

Yoongi looks up when he hears your voice at the counter. He nearly spills the matcha latte in his hand, not expecting to see you, ready to order. Usually, Yoongi sees you come in. He’s always ready for it, looking up as you enter the room like clockwork. The times that you catch him off guard are few and far between, his senses always alerting him to your presence before you do. 

Today, though, he’s a little bit busy. With Hoseok out on vacation, it’s just Yoongi and Jungkook manning the shop and Jungkook is better behind the scenes baking than up front taking orders. It’s left to Yoongi to make all the coffees this morning, and of course, everyone in the world seems to be at Coffee Mates on an early Saturday.

“Uh,” he tries to put together a sentence, thoughts pulling together sluggishly at the sight of your pretty smile and vanilla perfume. He swears when he goes home to fall asleep at night, he smells vanilla. “Not that I’m aware of. I’d have to ask Jin.”

“Hmm, seems like a conflict of interest.” 

Yoongi’s mouth quirks a bit as he fastens the top to the matcha in his hand and slides it on the serving counter to Namjoon. The gentry fae nods in thanks at Yoongi and shoots you a raised brow before looking back to Yoongi, a silent question. Yoongi gives the tiniest shake no before turning back to you as Namjoon sighs and retreats. 

Namjoon has been trying to get Yoongi to ask you out on a date for the better half of a few months. Every day you come to Coffee Mates at the same time, with the same order. You always sit in the same booth, which Yoongi might have put a glamor on to keep it open for you, and you always pop open your book to read for hours, coffee in hand. 

Yoongi supposes he could ask you out. You’re friendly enough and you seem to enjoy what few interactions you have. He’s caught you looking at him at least once or twice, though he worries it’s because his glamor has dropped in your presence or you’re seeing a waver in the magic that hides the nature of most of the shop. 

Because unlike most patrons at Coffee Mates, you are blissfully unaware of all the magic that surrounds you. 

At first, Yoongi thought it was a joke. Humans don’t just come to this coffee shop without knowing what it is. A bridge between worlds, a little haven for faerie suitors to offer their human counterparts an invitation to Faerie. Or for fae like Namjoon and Jimin, a place to hangout among other creatures of their kind.

Coffee Mates welcomes all fae creatures and their human counterparts, which is why you’re unusual. You have no faerie partner, no knowledge of magic. You don’t notice the floating lights in the shop or the pointed ears hidden behind Yoongi’s dark hair. A steaming cup of hot chocolate levitates just a few feet away from where you stand now as Taehyung draws on a napkin, and you’re none the wiser. 

It makes little sense. But it doesn’t have to. The patrons and the workers of the cafe have accepted you all in some unspoken agreement. Watching you curiously, making eyes at Yoongi whenever you laugh particularly hard at something he says. 

“Almond latte?” Yoongi asks, already typing in your order on the screen. You hum and nod, handing over cash. Yoongi goes through the motions of putting it in the register, but unknown to you, the money always appears in your wallet once more. He’s been pretending to accept it for weeks now, unable to bring himself to charge you. “Give me ten.”

“Hmm, I think I’ll only give you nine.”

He smiles. “Challenge accepted.” 

You leave the counter and sit in your booth. Yoongi watches you from the corner of his eye as he makes your drink, hands memorizing every ingredient and heating it just the way you like it. Normally when Yoongi makes the drinks, he uses magic to help him. He gets much more done that way, but with yours, he always does it by hand. Takes his time to froth the cream for the design on top, always careful when he pours in the cream to make a leaf, or a heart, or something else cute on the top of your coffee. 

Yoongi likes to personally bring it to your table. Every time that he does, you chide him and insist that you can come to the counter. He doesn’t mind, though. It gives him a moment to stretch his legs and escape the heavy hum of machinery and the buzzing energy of magic. 

Today, you’re leaned against the window, an open book in your hands when he approaches. You sense him and look up, smiling and shaking your head as you snap the book shut. “Eight minutes exactly.” 

He smirks. “When have I ever let you down?”

“You couldn’t possibly, Yoongi. You are singularly gifted in making my day.”

Yoongi gestures to your book to hide the fact that he’s blushing from the tip of his ears to his cheeks.  “What are you reading today?” 

“It’s a romance book about soulmates.” That throws him for a loop. If you notice the way he blinks in surprise, you don’t show it. “It’s a really fun read. Do you believe in soulmates?” 

He swears half the cafe turns to look at the two of you. Namjoon leans a little out of his booth, tilting his head to eavesdrop. Taehyung has dropped his pen and placed his chin in his hand, watching with a goofy grin on his face. 

Of course the entire cafe full of sharp-hearing creatures is listening now, interested in your mention of soulmates. Yoongi clears his throat awkwardly, pulling on his apron. “I guess?”

“You guess?”

“I don’t see why not?” 

“Hmm.” You look him up and down and for a second, he swears you see right through his glamor. See down into the core of him, heartbeat thumping a two-syllable rhythm: soulmate soulmate soulmate. “I hope to find mine one day.”

“I think you will.”

“Yeah?”

Yoongi feels his cheeks warm. Chews on his lower lip a little as he nods. “I definitely think you will.” 

“Thanks, Yoongi.”

Everyone watches him return to the counter. He hides from their gazes by busying himself with wiping down one of the machines even though he could flick his fingers and be done with it. He needs the distraction to steady his hands and breathing. 

Yoongi certainly believes in soulmates. The fact that you believe in soulmates sets him on fire. Ignites something in him that is nervous and excited. Something like hope, softley burning. For faeries, soulmates are quite common. It’s why Jin made the cafe in the first place, a haven for faeries to help bridge the world between the fae and their sometimes human mates.

When Yoongi looks up at you, rain splattering on the window, crowning your head, he thinks maybe he will take Namjoon’s advice, finally. Maybe he will ask you out on that date he’s been dreaming about. Because if you believe in soulmates, maybe you can believe in magic.

And maybe you can believe that the reason you’ve found this little invisible coffee shop is because your soulmate makes you almond lattes every morning. 

[vvh0adie]

bonnet bust down

pairing: jungkook x reader | type: oneshot | words: 7k | rating: 18+/M

Jungkook is jealous of a bonnet (yes, gurl), and because he can't ever take shit serious —as if he ever has— the ultimate battle begins.

⇴ genre/au: tooth rotting fluff | light crack | light angst | slice of life ‖ idol | boyfriend ⇴ persona: idol!jungkook | forensic tech!reader | needy!jungkook | willing!reader | possessive!jungkook | anxious!jungkook ⇴ cw: cussing | smut | cuddling | ebonics | words of praise | hurt comfort | jealousy | feelings of abandonment | overwhelment | career burn out | crying ⇴ dynamic: soft dom!jungkook x sub!reader ⇴ sw: dirty talk | groping | overstimulation | french kissing | tongue sucking | tongue fucking | public hair pulling | cunnilingus | anal fingering | vaginal fingering | unprotected vaginal sex | wining | humping | name screaming | sweating | nipple play | whimpering | full body orgasms | growling | mating press | downward dog ⇴ a/n: inspired by this thread from @jaehyunsblkgf cuz it was too funny. I had to make it raunchy too. prolly isnt that crack’d cuz i think this may be my softest fic yet. also metaphors/similes for brown pussies on point. periodt

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Jungkook comes back from a recording session, swinging the door wide open till it hits the wall.

He stands there bright eyed, smiling at you. You, on the other hand, are surprised and slightly anxious of what’s to come.

A moment of silence goes by as light from your tablet illuminates your face. Then Jungkook lifts his fists up and raises his brows. You mimic his face, a giddiness rising within as you smile.

“I’m home!”

You chuckle, “I can see tha-”

He immediately rushes you, jumping onto the couch to wrap you into a big hug as he lays kisses along your neck.

Your hand shoots up, holding your tablet out the way as he moves to the other side of your neck. Jungkook hums, murmuring about how much he’s missed you. You giggle and rub his head, loving the feeling of his soft strands gliding between your fingers.

He’s your big baby. And by that fact, he’s crushing you.

“Kookie! Ah- You’re killing me.” He immediately raises onto his heels, staring at you all balled up with the tablet pressed to your chest. You’re so cute.

Whenever he tries to imagine you, his memory comes up short, always concluding that he can't possibly capture how divine you are. So when he's home, lovingly stalking you like a lost pup, he’s truly amazed at how hard you are to replicate. You need to be seen in person for one to fully grasp the magnitude of your beauty. And if you heard him say this out loud, you'd frown and shake your head. You're just too humble.

So all he says is “You're so beautiful, Baby,” and you giggle, hiding behind your tablet as your head tilts. Then you peer over the device, staring at each other's big, pretty eyes.

His beautiful brown eyes are full of youth and wanderlust. He’s truly a duality of man.

Just yesterday, you were on this very couch, legs spread wide and pushed back, feeling and listening to Jungkook eat your wet, glistening cunt, his dark gaze boring into you the entire time. And when he finally came up, his tongue glided over his pouty lips as drops of your slick dripped from his chin.

But right now, he’s so soft and needy. You truly believe he’d wither away like a faerie just from being away from you. Like he'd grow sad at the possibility of you not believing his existence or the magic that he brings to your life. So he needs to be near, reminding you of his undying love.

It hurts the way Jungkook gazes at you sometimes; like he has no control over how far he’d go to love you. And you often wish the boys would scold him to come to his senses, to hold himself in such high regard as you do. But you don't know when that time will come, so for now, you always make time for cuddles and kisses, like today because he needs your touch.

Setting the tablet on the coffee table, you raise up, cupping his face. Your thumbs smooth over the supple skin of his chubby cheeks as your eyes wander, taking in his beautiful visage: the soft slope of his big nose, curl of his long lashes and wet pout of his lips.

Your lips press to his with firm passion as you move to suck his bottom lip before peppering the top. He hums the entire time, making you smile.

“I love you so fucking much,” he says softly.

“I know.”

He whines, “____~” causing you to giggle. You peck him again, and when you pull back, he follows to push his tongue past your lips. You moan at his taste, your lashes fluttering as he releases you. Then you look at him with wanderlust. He cherishes every moment you spend in vulnerability with him.

You rub his cheeks. “I love you so much too, Jeon Jungkook.”

“You have to say the ‘fucking’ part.”

You snicker. Lord have mercy. He's so lucky he stirs such cute aggression within you or else you'd find the notion overkill.

“I fucking love you so fucking much, Jeon Jungkook,” you playfully growl, rubbing your nose against his.

A grin splays across his lips as his eyes scrunch; such a happy bunny. Your happy bunny.

From the corner of your eye, the tablet screen changes and you stretch to retrieve the device.

Your purchase window has timed out so you have to retype all your info. After sighing, you commence all the previous steps, feeling your legs come apart as Jungkook ducks in between the gap in your arms to lay on your chest.

Large hands find your thighs again, as he throws them around his waist and your feet lay against his back. Then he sighs, his warm breath hitting your neck as he nuzzles into it. His lips softly brush against you. And his body shifts against your’s, as he tries to get comfortable.

“I’m finna make you get up; be still,” you scold, slapping his butt, suddenly turning him into a mess of giggles and wiggles. You shake your head, still entering the info. You can’t be mad at him; he’s too darn cute.

You continue to settle him down by rubbing his butt and occasionally giving it a pat. Jungkook finally gets comfy, resting a hand behind your back and the other on your boob. It lays idle till he lightly squeezes your breast, thumbing over your nipple. You feel a light throb between your legs. Seems a cuddle isn't enough attention.

You feel him looking up at you before he kisses your sternum. Ugh~ he’s softly killing you, and yet if he knows, it's because cuteness comes naturally and he’s not looking to seduce you.

Finally scrolling to the bottom, you tap the ‘purchase’ button; afterwards your hand quickly finds refuge in Jungkook’s soft, dark curls. He hums at the way you massage his scalp; he’s really been needing it. His temples hurt from wearing headphones and listening to the same beat all day.

Jungkook eventually turns his head towards the tablet, prompting your chin to lift.

“What are you buying anyway?”

“A new bonnet.”

“Oooh! Yay.”

You laugh, “Boy, what are you ‘oohin’ for? You’re not the one wearing it.”

“I know but you look so cute in your little bonnet.”

“Well, this one isn’t little. I’m moving up a size ‘cause my hair has grown.”

He lifts to look at your hair in a puff on your head. It’s so shiny and defined. Though his mind drifts to your how you look like a little mushroom in your current bonnet. He finds it cute but it probably isn't good for your hair. Or rather it doesn't stay on.

“When does it get here?”

“In three days.”

“What color did you get?”

You giggle, loving how invested he can get into everything from your hairstyles, to your products.

You click the ‘x’ taking you to the product page.

“This one,” you say, pointing to the XL pink and purple bonnet with little Mangs sprinkled about. “Isn’t it cute?”

“...”

“Jungkook?”

“Uh~ Yeah. It’s got Mang without the mask.”

“Mmh hmm. Now, I have something of all the BT21 gang, but I thought I should upgrade Mang.”

“Did you only buy one?... I know how you like to switch them.”

“Nah, I’m feeling very purpley lately. I don’t think I’ll ever change it. Until it's worn out, of course.”

Jungkook suddenly gets up to stretch, giving you a peak of his tummy. Your hand snakes up his shirt, feeling his slightly taut abs and warm skin. And you giggle at the way he finches a bit when you accidentally tickle him. Jungkook smiles but it's different; more quaint than his toothy, cheerful one.

“You okay, Baby?”

“Yeah, long day; just tired.”

“Mh, yeah. Well, let's get a bath and go to bed, huh?”

He nods with a grin as you reach out for him to help you up. Then he takes your tablet, turning it off and tossing it onto the couch. His large hands circle your waist before he’s pulling you into a tight embrace. It lingers for some time as he begins to sway, waddling you two in a circle.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Does something have to be wrong?”

“Mh, no~ But you've been very clingy, Bunny.”

“…I just missed you.”

You rub his back. “Jungkook, since your break, we’ve been together for six months. Did a few hours really make you this needy?”

“Yes,” he grumbles against your shoulder.

“Okay, okay, alright.” You pat his butt. “Let's get to bed then” You grab his hand and circle the couch, walking down the corridor to the bedroom. “Little spoon or big spoon?”

“Big,” he says with little hesitation, stealing a giggle from you.

“Why?”

He suddenly whines, surprising you. He doesn’t want to answer any more questions; he just wants to hold you, keep you away from everyone and give you kisses so you know how much he loves and needs you.

He kisses your neck. “Because I wanna be able to hit it from the back.”

“...Jungkook.” You pull back to look at his grinning face. He’s smiling but you can definitely tell something bigger is at play. Though, you don’t want to push it because it's clear that he just needs your comfort at the moment.

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Exhausted from a long day's work, the infamous boy band shuffles into the room before scattering to sit.

Jin sighs, “Man, that's a lot.”

“You think it's too much?” Hoseok asks. “Mmh~ I think we could pull it off but we’re definitely pulling all nighters.”

Jin sucks in a breath, tilting his head. “We’ll, see.”

Jimin bites his lip. “Maybe we should cut some stuff?”

“But we already curated everything with stuff Army really wanted. I'm scared to take anything off,” Tae pouts.

“Yeah…”

Everyone sighs before the room falls silent, though, it's not long till Jungkook breaks it.

“_____ bought a new bonnet with Mang all over it,” he says casually, staring aimlessly at the ground, his eyes wide and still as his lips move.

Some smile; others snicker, watching his brow furrows as he continues to not stare at the floor.

Hoseok jokes. “What? You think you’ll be sleeping with me? What's wrong with that, Jungkook?”

Jungkook scratches under his lip. “Nothing ‘cept it’s on her head.”

Jimin laughs, “You’re acting like Hobi’s putting his crotch in her face.”

Jungkook gasps at the imagery, finally breaking his trance. “Don't say that~” He leans over and hits Jimin who can only laugh, finding Kookie way too cute.

They tussle for a bit; the others are completely unphased by their play; either casually watching or doing other things. Grunts and slapping fill the silence and overtake the blowing of AC, and staff’s footsteps along the halls.

Jimin finally manages Jungkook into a headlock. “Stop,” he says in a little pout, whooping Jungkook’s butt. The youngest suddenly slumps; his lips turning downward. He grumbles to which Jimin giggles, still holding his maknae by the head as he lays a cheek on top and begins to rock. Poor Jungkook seems to relax; now finding comfort in his embrace.

“There’s only one thing you can do, Kook-ah.” Jungkook turns to Namjoon who's scrolling on his phone.

“What?! Hyung. What? Tell me!” Jungkook’s face lights up, the fluorescence overhead reflecting sparkles in his eyes.

Namjoon grins at his eager dongsaeng. “You gotta make her forget.”

“...”

“You gotta fuck her,” a voice grumbles out before smacking.

Everyone turns to Yoongi resting on the couch with his head knocked back and his eyes closed. Suddenly Jungkook pulls his head from Jimin and crawls across the leather towards his hyung, sending snickers throughout the room at the skin sticking sounds he leaves behind.

“I do that, though; like three times a week. Maybe four with just foreplay, if I'm really good.”

Hoseok sputters into his fist, catching a glare from Jungkook.

“You gotta be rough and mean. Throw her around; call her names.” Jungkook just looks. “You don’t ever ‘Dumb-fuck’ her?”

“What? No, we have soft, sensual sex.” Jungkook smiles at his use of alliteration.

Yoongi tilts his head, opening his cat-like eyes to stare at their beloved maknae. His hand finds Jungkook's cheek, lightly patting. “My prodigal son. You can be rough and sensual.”

Hoseok nods. “You dominate her, fuck her guts up-”

“Whoa.” Taehyung finally looks up from his phone, brows raised and eyes wide.

“As you kiss and tell her what she’s not going to do. They like that shit.”

“I know women like rough sex… Just the ones I've been with usually want me to degrade them.”

“All we’re saying is that ____ might be the type to like a rough fucking while being sweettalked.”

“Mmh~ She is really receptive to praise when I'm just slow.”

“Yeah, that works too. Slow and rough. Drives them crazy; turns them dumb.”

“You mean to tell me you two only fuck slow and soft?”

“Mh, yeah. It edges her out longer before she cums.”

“You have a lot to learn, lil’ bro.”

“Slow and rough,” Jungkook murmurs to himself. “Slow and rough.”

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As the elevator door opens, Jungkook is glad to see that there isn’t a package at his doorstep. He hums a lil’ ditty as he presses the key code and slips himself into the familiar comfort of his home’s scent: crisp, light, and cotton fresh.

Kicking his shoes off, Jungkook looks around before neatly putting his sneakers in the cubby.

“I'm home.”

Silence.

He rifles around his pockets, retrieving his keys and wallet to throw into the bowl.

You’re not in your usual couch spot and the door to the gaming room is closed, so you must be in the bedroom.

“I said ‘Kookie’s home’. Your number one lover… Actually, your only lover!”

Jungkook walks swiftly down the hall, swinging through the bedroom door frame to meet the sight of you. You’re humming a sweet little tune as your hips slightly swaying. He smiles, wandering your pajama clad figure.

And right on top of your head lies the infamously adorable Mang; looking just like their father with their cheery eyes and bright smile. Jungkook does have a habit of being rough with the BT21 children but he's never wanted so badly to punt one of them until now. He’s setting such a bad example for Cooky.

“Hey~ Baby.”

You hum, turning around to give Jungkook a crescent eyed smile. “Hello~ Pookie.” You shuffle towards him, arms stretched out till you can cup his face and mark him with kisses.

Jungkook hums against you, melting into your sweet taste. He needs you so badly like his life depends on it.

Suddenly you’re being lifted and thrown onto the bed. Jungkook kneels onto the comforter, his fingers fiddling with one another as he looks down at you with pleading eyes.

“Please.”

You wander over him. Your sweet baby boy. You don’t know what's going on but you want to make it go away. You have to because, maybe once he’s gotten his frustrations out, he’ll confess.

“Please, what, Kookie?” His bottom lip juts out despite knowing he has to be direct with his sexual needs.

“Can I… Can I fuck you?”

It's so cute the way he’s able to cuss and ask for such lewd things. You can already feel yourself getting wet as your pussy contracts, yearning to bring him home. And the throb of your heart lies deep within your clit.

“Yes, Bunny. You can fuck me.”

You lay down, tilting your head to watch him; your leg rubbing against the other as you feel the anticipation rising within.

Jungkook frantically begins to stripe, pulling his shirt from smooth, bronze skin. The flex of his abs drive you wild, wanting to touch him. Then he pulls both bottom down, lending his hard cock to spring free and touch his lower tummy.

Your eyes wander as you bite your lips. He’s so fucking delicious to look at; you think you could cum now.

The bed dips as he crawls to spread your legs open so that he can undress you.

You watch him admire you, his hands roaming your thighs then squeezing your exposed sides. You're so soft, looking so cute in your lace pajama set. The thin fabric lays taut against your pussy, imprinting your succulent slit and your perky nipples poke through the matching tank top.

Then he stares at the bonnet. Oh, you're so beautiful and it sits so perfectly, protecting your crown. How could he be mad? It isn't the bonnet nor is it true jealousy or anger, is it? It's a deep sadness. A profound yearning.

You're so pretty he needs you to know how he feels. He needs to thrust his love into you like a subliminal that engraves itself upon your eyelids. You need to think about him as much as he does you. But you do and a part of him knows this but his ego says you'll forget about him eventually with all the time you spend apart. Though, how can someone possibly forget Jeon Jungkook? It's simple really because only you could forget the intricacies of Kookie. Your Pookie. Your Bunny.

Jungkook’s emotions heighten as he frantically strips you. You gasp and whimper at his ferocity; his hands feeling everywhere and nowhere, driving you mad, making your clench furiously.

Once done, you lay in nothing but your bonnet and plush socks. His eyes move in a frenzy around your body, taking in your luscious curves, plump pussy and supple breast. He thumbs over your soft patch of hair, lightly tugging to watch the cute little expression on your face.

“Jungk~“

He bends down, shoving his tongue past your lips. You’re overwhelmed, falling into lust as his wet taste swirls around yours. He's over powering you and you relinquish control, letting him ravage your mouth. He lets up a little, breathing heavily. He's so needy. He's about to dive in again but your hand shoots to grab as you whimper.

Searching his face, his brow tenses with worry. You lay a hand to his cheek. “Kookie, calm down. I'm not going anywhere, Bunny.”

Jungkook looks at you with his deep browns as you catch the brief twitch of uncertainty etched onto his brow. He needs you so badly.

You cup his face, bringing him down to kiss; this time softly and slowly. He looks at you through heavy lashes, humming as your tongue invades his mouth. Licking into his inner lips, you occasionally seal a kiss.

Then you lick the expanse of his tongue before sucking the tip. He whimpers, his eyes finally rolling shut. He shuffles his hips closer, lightly teasing your slit with his leaking cock.

You gasp, releasing him. He looks down, seeing you bound by your essence.

“Fuck,” he whispers, closing his eyes and licking his lips.

You rub his cheek, your eyes gazing into one another as you urge him to kiss again. He’s so cute and vulnerable.

Expose your neck, you submit to him, moaning as he attacks your warm skin. His lips caress downward onto your throat, nipples, and soft tummy. He chuckles when your hips roll from his kisses to your inner thighs.

“Mmh~ I’m sorry, Baby, no teasing.” Jungkook thumbs spread you wide, watching your slit open with a messy pop. And your scent hits him as he marvels at your clenching hole. You’re so wet, and velvety like dewdrops on a brown orchid. Your pussy is begging to feed him as a little trickle of slick pushes past your hole, steadily spilling towards your tight rim.

You hear him rumble, breathing his warm breath onto your fold before it's replaced by the hot lapping of his tongue. You moan, arching your back as he slurps at your folds. Jungkook nips at them, pulling and prickling pain for your clit to feel pleasure.

You cry as he pushes your legs back and tucks his arms under. Jungkook’s ministrations are slow and maddening, his lips kissing, sucking, and licking your hole as it pulses to make out with him as well. You squirm when fingers rub your blushing clit, sending your head back and your voice to ring out.

But you really start to claw away when his tongue glides into your swollen pussy, thrusting and swirling around. Starting from your ass, he sucks up all your juices before spreading your pussy to spit. Jungkook sucks and bites your thigh, watching the essence slip into your hole.

Coming up, he graces you with his wet chin then wipes his mouth. And you touch yourself, gasping at how you’re dry everywhere but your pussy. You lift up to stare at him and he meets you with fire in his eyes. He’s a man on a mission.

Jungkook shuffles to line himself up, swirling his leaking tip around your entrance as it kisses him to enter. He hisses, sinking in slowly as your walls flutter to suck him in.

His hands caress up your thighs till he can press your legs against his shoulders. Then Jungkook comes back down, resting his forearms beside you while simultaneously driving his heavy cock deeper. You clench around him and he swallows your cries with a kiss as your hand presses to the back of his head. Jungkook slowly fucks into you and your hips accompany his as you both moan against each others open mouths.

Your back arches as he kisses your neck to your sternum. Jungkook whimpers, loving how flutter around him. He loves the sound of your pussy sucking him in, wanting to drain him mind, body and soul. He moves to lavs over your nipples whining but then he remembers.

Jungkook sits up, pulling out to gaze upon his glistening dick. Your slick needs to be creamy white and coating his cock because that's how he knows you’ve been fucked throughly; that he’s put his all in loving you down.

There would never be a reason to leave. If only he wasn't so busy then he’d be perfect for you. But if you knew he was thinking this it’d break your heart.

Spreading your legs, he stares at your pulsing hole and rosy clit. Your pussy, so dark and ripe for the taking.

You call his name timidly. The way Jungkook worships you is something you don't think you’ll ever get used to.

He runs a hand down your chest, stopping at your tummy then he grabs your breast, squeezing your nipples to perk. You moan, making the sweetest face. Jungkook rubs your hips, pecking your lips before his large hands flip you onto your belly. He lifts your hip then puts a pillow under. Your arch dips and your pussy spreads for him, a lone drop running to your clit. He bends down and kisses it away as you jump and moan. He rubs your ass growling as he takes a lap.

Jungkook comes up to stare at you spread out for him; ready to take his heavy cock in your tight little hole. And while you think it's kind of early for this position, your embrace around his cock is comfort that he needs.

He slowly enters and lifts you up by the throat, pressing your back to his broad chest. As you sink down onto his cock, he kisses your neck and squeezes your breast as he fucks up into you. You moan, putting your hands atop his as you try to bounce. His girthy cock nestles deep, curving to glide along your soft tissue. And deep circles rub into your clit and a pinch hardens your nipple. Your head throws back onto his shoulder and your toes wiggle.

Rising, he guides you on all fours, grabbing your ass as he fucks slowly. “Jungkook~”you whimper before gasping when he picks up the pace. Your limbs feel shaky and your head bobs as you moan his praise.

He switches it up, thumbs spreading your cunt as he eases in before thrusting hard. All your holes clench and tingle at the new sensation and your toes clench this time. Your hand shoots back to run over his abs as you look at him with lust. His dark gaze and thrusts cause your eyes to flutter as you bite your lip. You’re close.

“You like that, Baby?”

You nod, whining, “So fucking big.” You hiss. “Stretch my pussy out, Bunny.”

He thrusts again, becoming harder till your ass slaps against his toned thighs. Your leaking pussy sucks around him and he bends over onto your back to finger your clit. You bite your lip, looking at him as your brows knit. You look so fucking cute.

“There we go, Mama,” he whispers, laying his forehead to yours. Your breaths stir as you gaze into each other's eyes before he licks his lips and kisses you.

“Aaaah~ Fu-” Your legs shake as they try to close but Jungkook pushes them back open, continuing his menstruations on your swollen clit. The whole time there's darkness in his gaze. You don't know what happened today but it changed him.

Though, it really shocks you when he enters hard and drags out slowly. You feel every sculpted curve of his cock, causing you to cry out as your head hangs down and your eyes shut tight.

“Ah- Fuck! Jungkook, fuck my pussy. Ugh! Fuck me, n-”

He grins, grabbing your hair while in the bonnet. It slips off after a hard thrust, staying in his hands. You flop down, moaning loudly. He pulls back and you leak around him. You're not creamy enough yet.

“Oops…" He stares at the back of your head, watching your hair begin to spread and frame your face.

He knows the silky bonnet serves a purpose but he loves waking up next to you as the sun kisses your golden bodies. That must be what Adam saw when he was blessed to gaze upon Eve for another day.

But fuck, do you look so good on his cock in all your natural beauty. He wants to see your face contorting from pleasure as your hair manes around you. He fucking loves “Day 3 Hair” because its that perfect inbetween of defined and voluminous.

The universe knew to birth him after the 70s because he’d have been the greatest stone to ever roll; always surrounded by fine women with their “Big Hair, Don’t Care” attitude and the tightest daisy dukes and bell bottom rompers. But truthfully, he only needs one old soul in particular.

He simply shrugs, deciding not to put it back on. He’ll gladly suffer the consequences later. And knowing you, they're never that bad; only making his yearn for you stronger.

Feeling his hands leave your hips, his own stutter, sloppily thrusting into you as his dick tempts to slip out. What the fuck is he doing? He’s ruining your high and surely his too.

You whine, moving your hips to follow his cock. Not wanting it to slip out, you rock back, trying to find a rhythm. But you can’t really focus with the incessant rustling behind you.

“Who's the captain now?” You finally look over your shoulder, surprised to see the band of your bonnet slapping across Jungkook’s forehead.

“Bruh-“ You go to roll your eyes but Jungkook’s firm hands slap against your ass, digging crescent shapes into your supple skin. Spreading you wide, sweet searing pain pricks at your hole, Jungkook’s cock threatening to stretch and tear you apart. You whimper, but it's cut short by a quick and forceful thrust.

“Oh! Fuc-“

Jungkook watches you gasp as your eyes remain rolled back. Your brow tenses, and so does your grip onto the sheets.

He grins massaging your plump ass, allowing his hands to glide up your sides, squeezing your soft curves. Here comes his favorite part.

Jungkook begins to slowly drag out of you and is immediately stuttered by the clenching of your walls; only dragging his veiny cock even slower against your soft tissue.

You yelp, legs shaking and toes curling as you close your eyes and bite your lip. You’re losing control, your body moving to throw your ass back onto his thick cock.

“Yeah, Baby, fucking take this dick. Fuck me. Put that pussy on me. Fuck~” he growls, his head throwing back and his eyes shuting tight. Jungkook rubs your hips, but soothing measures mean little as you cry.

You’re probably too far gone, so all he can do is help coax you to climax. You whine, clenching hard to build up the sweet pain of impaling yourself on his massive cock.

"I know~ I know, Mama~ Let it out," he coos, feeling you flutter around him; you’re gonna milk him dry and he's gonna let you.

"Mmh~ Jungkook! Fuck my pussy, Baby," you gasp feeling his tip glide along your g-spot. You contract, squelching sounds between you as your slick spills around his cock.

He tilts his head, his face idle as he licks his lips. “I got you, Mama, hm? You like when I fuck this pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes~ Ugh Mmhph,” you cry into the covers.

“Okay, Mama, time to make these pretty legs shake. Gonna cum for me, yeah?” All you can do is give an incoherent cry.

Bending down, his large fingers wrap around your throat to lift you back onto your hands. Jungkook sets a light squeeze before slamming his hips into your ass, rippling waves like the silkiest chocolate.

It's an out of body experience: head airy as if you’re ascending to glory and white heat blooming behind your eyes. But in between you and your lover is hellfire burning; a sin so painful it makes you wet from pleasure.

“Uh uh uh!" Your legs shake and you feel the pressure rising. Each stroke coaxes your pussy to coat his cock in thick white slick as it runs down your thighs and his sack.

You clench and he hisses, slapping your ass. Jungkook spreads you again, watching your tight little rim spasm. Then he drags a thumb from your wetness to massage before pushing knuckle-deep into your asshole.

“Aaah~ Jungkook, no,” you cry, your legs shaking as your hand finds his wrist. But he quickly throws it off, staring at you with dark eyes.

“Stop?” he asks, though, you quickly shake your head, making sure to give him a few pulses of your pussy to suck him back in. But Jungkook pulls out anyway, watching you writhe and cry. He desperately wants to coax you into overstimulation.

Maneuvering you onto your back, Jungkook comes down on top of you, bringing your hands overhead. His dark eyes admire your bouncing breast then his lips wrap around your nipples, lending his tongue to caress them with deep swirls and the light grazing of his teeth. Then he pecks up your throat to find his way back to your soft lips.

Jungkook’s thrusts never falter as you moan against each other, never fully able to seal a kiss. He needs release. He needs to mark his claim into you. So he lets his mind slip into his darkest desires to intertwine his soul with yours.

“Don't ever buy anything that doesn’t represent me ever again,” he growls into your ear. You know he's just in the moment and that the bonnet isn't really the problem. He’s just silently screaming for your attention. And you can’t help but scream his name as he sucks your neck while jackhammering into you.

Jungkook’s fingers interlock with yours as his wet taste invades your mouth once more, sucking and swirling. You’re overcomed, feeling fucked out; eveything’s dizzy and numb except your pussy.

You can feel every throbbing vein and drag of Jungkook’s cockhead against your soft tissue and you can’t escape the sound of your messy, wet cunt running down your ass and his thighs, merging you together in blasphemy. Through blurry eyes, you gaze at your lover, sweat dripping from his face cooling your hot skin, his brows tense as he focuses, the veins riding up his golden skin.

You hiccup his name and Jungkook stares at you with longing before pressing a hard kiss. Then he slips into your neck to release his grunts and whimpers onto soft skin. And his cock pumps inside of you, shooting his hot white load against your cervix. Jungkook moans into your ear causing you to clench; in turn overstimulating him to writhe as you milk him.

Your fingers lazily glide along his back and you press your face against his to take in his scent. It's so enticing; his natural musk permeating the air. You almost want him to fuck you again right away, but you know its just primal.

Instead, you lay silent, feeling and listening to each other's staggered breaths.

Jungkook’s eyes close to basking in your scent as well. Your hand cascades up to rub his head, but you stop at the silky feel of your bonnet. You manage a tired smile.

Jungkook suddenly lifts up. “It’s so fucking hot,” he mumbles. The band is pushed down onto his brows, causing you to giggle. You pull the bonnet off, cringing at the damp feel. It's already in need of another wash. Things truly don't last with a man in the house.

“Phew,” Jungkook sighs, running a hand through his hair. His curls have sweated out but it's not dripping like usual. Maybe there was an upside to his antics.

“See there.” You click your tongue. “You can't even handle a damn bonnet.”

“Pssh~ You can't handle this dick,” Jungkook quips, grabbing his base to swiftly pull out. Your arm shoots out to dig blunt nails into his arm, and you’re shocked as he grins watching you shake through an orgasm.

Jungkook lays his cock between your pussy lips, purposely brushing his tip against your clit, aiding in the release of his warm load. It sputters out of you and he hums at the sound.

A hand comes under your neck, tilting your head back so he can kiss your glistening throat as you reel. Lifting up, he watches your eyes roll back. He smiles a little; you're so cute. He like fucking you dumb now. Jungkook’s thumb rubs over your baby hairs as he watches your hand clench. He presses his lips into your palm to kiss.

You finally settle, whining. “I know, Baby. Your pussy’s still sensitive, hm?” His tone is sly and cocky. “Want me to do it again? Hm?”

You remain still, pondering it over, but then your head lazily shakes. Jungkook chuckles, “Okay,” kissing your cheek then your lips. You hum, wrapping your body around him as he cups your face with one hand while the other rubs your side.

Releasing you, Jungkook’s firm hands squeeze your curves then travel up to grab your breast as he kisses your sternum. He lays an ear to your chest, listening to your heart as he comes down like a weighted blanket onto you, shielding you with warmth.

✧༺♡༻✧

You two lay in bed as he spoons you with his leg thrown over your waist. He’s nuzzled into your neck, his tongue laving against your hot skin, sucking and nipping.

He moans with you as you squeeze his hand interlocked with yours. He grinds his soft cock against your ass, whimpering.

“Huh, fuck-“ he sighs. “I love you so fucking much.” His embrace gets tighter.

“I love you so fucking much too, Jeon Jungkook.” He looks up to gaze at your side profile as a grin spreads on his lips. Then he gives an open mouth kiss to your cheek, making you giggle.

It’s wet and sloppy. “Ew!” you whine, wiping your face.

“You like it wet and nasty,” he quips, his brows tensing like he’s the offended one. You’re shocked, titling your head to decide if he’s really fucking with you. But all you can do is chuckle before you try to roll out of his embrace.

You two tussle a bit as he tries to rangle you back. He pulls you closer, lifting up to cage you with his body even more as he attacks your neck. You squeal, your shoulder raising to shield you.

His determination tires you out and you simply hum at the way he kisses your back up to nip your ear. He maneuvers his hand under yours, interlocking your fingers again so that he can grab your breast, lightly rubbing over your nipple.

The room goes silent again as Jungkook’s arm under your head moves up so his hand dangles over your bonnet. He touches the silk material, eyes wandering over the cute purple chipmunks.

“I hope you know I’m not finna stop wearing this bonnet,” you finally say, turning slightly to face him. His brows raise as he wanders your face. Is he even listening? Yes, he is, your face is just his best point of focus; ebbing his mind to tranquility.

“You saw how expensive it was,” you pout, causing him to smile. “…And I’m not about to let you become some asshole boyfriend who wants to control me.” He finally looks you dead in the eye, his smile faltering. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, causing your pulse to spike a bit.

But soon he’s leaning to kiss you. “Thank you,” is all he says afterwards, caressing your face.

You swallow, now ready to confront him.

“Bunny…”

He hums, rubbing his thumb along your baby hairs.

“I need you to tell me what's the matter… I’m worried.”

He freezes still staring at his thumb. He's quiet for at least ten seconds before he tries to talk but his voice cracks and you watch as tears well in his eyes.

“Our- our schedule is stacked and I may have to leave the country,” he sniffles, tears running down his cheeks.

“Oh, Koo~”

“I hate it. I just wanna be here. I’m honestly so tired. I don't wanna leave,” he says, shaking his head.

You rub his face, swiping a thumb under his eyes. your heart feels shattered.

“I don't wanna do this anymore.” You look at him with shock.

“Jun-“

“Aht- I mean I don't wanna perform how we have before the hiatus. I'm ready for a change. I'm ready for things to slow down. I never had a reason until now,” he says, his dark brown eyes boring into you, intertwining your souls to understand.

You turn into his chest fully, wrapping your arms around his neck to press a hard kiss onto his plump lips. It's needy, all-consuming as you sigh into it. You caress his tongue with yours before releasing him. His eyes fall half lidded as if you’ve sedated him and he melts further into your soothing touch on his cheeks.

“My sweet boy. It's gonna be okay. We’re gonna get it sorted out.”

“But Ar-“

“They’ll understand. They have to.”

You smile at him, scooting up slightly to rest him onto your bosom as you rake through his soft curls, and nuzzle into his crown.

You have to fix this.

✧༺♡༻✧

Night life comes about when the sun sets, and the faint bustling of the city awakens you. You open your eyes to the pitch dark and your hands run along Jungkook who's still sleeping against you.

Your fingers carefully touch Jungkook’s face as you find his cheeks to cup. Still groggy, you press a lazy kiss to the corner of his mouth before trying again for his lips. You hum, feeling love swell within you. You also feel protective, wanting to be the only keeper to his heart. But you can’t. You have to call one of the few people who love him fiercely as well.

You look over your shoulder palming the nightstand before grabbing your phone. The light instantly hits you in the face as you wince and Jungkook suddenly shifts. Jungkook whines, embracing your tighter as he nuzzles your chest and his lips brush your nipple, eliciting a helpless moan. This is not your finest moment. You’re on a very important mission.

You navigate to your contacts, but the time catches your eye. It's 9pm. Who would be up right now?

Biting your lip, you’re about to make the call when Jungkook’s phone startles you. Jungkook’s head lifts, “looking” around. He’s actually still asleep, so you quickly guide his head back down before stretching to switch out the phones. You stare at the phone, a smirk gracing your lips. It seems great minds think alike.

“Yo, Jungkook, I've been meaning to call,” the deep voice says.

You begin to speak but it chuckles a bit.

“So…I presume “Operation Bonnet Bust Down” was a success?”

“Operation what now?”

“Aht- _____?”

“Uh~ Yeah… Jungkook's asleep,” you groan, pointing the phone down to stare at your Bunny’s pouty face. You give him a quick kiss and his brows knit as he licks his lips, nuzzling between your breasts. He's so cute, but you should definitely punish him later. “Namjoon, if it means what I think it does then yes,” you grit, squeezing your eyes shut. You knew men talked about things like that and the boys are no exception. But just the thought of them imagining…

Namjoon just hums, but you can hear the grin on his face. Probably thinking ‘Attah Boy, Kook-ah.’ And of course it would be him; Namjoon may think he’s quite suggestive but you feel he's the main perpetrator of the many things Jungkook comes asking you to do in bed. You’ll never thank him but you won’t discount his expertise.

“Look, we need to talk about Kookie in other ways.”

“Yeah, wassup?”

“We need to talk about your schedule.”

The line goes silent a good while till a book softly closes and glass clinks together as a light pour cascades into crystal.

Namjoon takes a sip of his concoction, hissing. Then he sighs, “Let's talk then.”

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Main Masterlist

☆ all written works © taevebears. do not steal or copy! ☆ most of these works are 18+, minors do not interact ☆ note that titles & summaries are not finalized and will likely change ☆ these stories have been cross-posted to AO3

Recent Updates:

♡ To Be Loved - 05 | Posted Jan 28 ♡ Pandora’s Box One Shot | Posted Feb 18

Upcoming:

♡ Magic Shop Series - 12 | TBA (written, not edited) ♡ Magic Shop Series - 13 | TBA (not written, 10% done) ♡ Untitled Peter Pan Story | TBA (written, 20% done)

Story by Member:

⏤ To Be Loved | Beauty & The Beast ↬ Caught in a heavy storm, you and your rescued hybrid seek shelter in a mysterious old manor. The owner’s only condition: to go on a date with him. ↬ Hybrid AU ↬ Kim Namjoon x You | Mini Series | Completed!

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 (End)

⏤ Handsome Stranger | Cinderella  ↬ In a strange turn of events, your one night stand with the town’s most eligible bachelor is now a scandalous affair.   ↬ Strangers to Lovers, Fake Dating  ↬ Kim Seokjin x You | Mini Series | planning

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

⏤ Distant Dreamers | Sleeping Beauty ↬ Everyone has a dream about their soulmate. But you’re certain you’ve been cursed to forget about yours.  ↬ Soulmate AU, Historical AU ↬ Min Yoongi x You | Mini Series | planning

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

⏤ In Blue Dreams | Peter Pan ↬ You know that place between sleep and awake? That place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting. ↬ Yandere, Faerie AU ↬ Jung Hoseok x You | Mini Series | planning

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

⏤ Pandora’s Box | Birthday Fic 2024 ↬ Keep a fire burning, however small; however hidden. ↬ Angst, Lovers to Exes ↬ Jung Hoseok x You | One-Shot | posted ♡

⏤ Untitled | Little Mermaid ↬ What would you give to be part of his world? ↬ Strangers to Lovers, Unrequited Love ↬ Park Jimin x You | Mini Series | planning

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

⏤ Untitled | Aladdin ↬ His only desire is to be with you. Little does he know, you feel the same. ↬ Mafia AU, Forbidden Love ↬ Kim Taehyung x You | Mini Series | planning

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

⏤ The Innkeeper’s Daughter | Snow White ↬ Everyone said she is the fairest of the land, but he always thought it was you. ↬ Adventure Guild AU ↬ Jeon Jungkook x You | Mini Series | planning

CH. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05

⏤ Movie Night | Halloween 2023 ↬ When horror movies don’t scare you anymore, your boyfriend wants to figure out what you are afraid of. ↬ Horror, Yandere ↬ Jeon Jungkook x You | One-Shot | posted ♡

⏤ Magic Shop Series ↬ Within the walls of a seemingly ordinary shop is a place of comfort, love, and most of all, magic. ↬ Mage AU, slow burn, comfort/angst ↬ OT7 x You | Series | ongoing ↬ Series Masterlist & Schedule 

Pt 1: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 (final) Pt 2: 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | coming soon

[junqkook]

—ROTTENFOLK SNEAK PEEK

pairing; jungkook/reader genre; faerie au, angst, smut rating; explicit

—notes; hey, it's been a while... here's a lil preview of what i'll be dropping soon! :D

"Sweetmeat," Jungkook cooed as he came into his chambers, a devilish smile playing at his lips.

Your cheeks flushed as you sat on the bed, ashamed at your own body for reacting to his voice like this. The memories flooded your brain, every muscle in your body thrumming as you expected his touch.

"Well," he said, now standing in front of you and his hips sliding between your knees. "I see you have become forgetful in your time away," he murmured, his fingertips brushing your cheek and then tucking your hair behind your ear. "Usually you would await me with nothing on that smooth skin of yours."

You cleared your throat awkwardly as you looked up at him, your legs automatically spreading wider to make room for him to stand between them. You bit your bottom lip and couldn't stop yourself from leaning into his palm, his skin warm and so familiar to you.

"I can't," you whispered, shutting your eyes so you wouldn't see the look on his face.

To your surprise, he leaned down so that his nose brushed yours. Against your better judgement, you let your eyes flutter open and you met his slitted eyes, soft as they looked at you. There was no rage or wrath.

"Why can't you, sweetmeat?" he whispered back, every word making his lips brush against yours lightly with how close he was. You took in a shaky breath, leaning back on your hands to try to put distance between the two of you. "Don't you want me to have you?"

"Yes," you replied on instinct, screwing your eyes shut as his body pressed against yours.

— to be continued.

all rights reserved © junqkook | FEB 21 2024 | the reposting, modifying, and/or translating of any kind on any medium is strictly NOT allowed.

[yoongsisbae]

Spring Fling

BTS FANTASY AUs Masterlist [ONE SHOTS]

Stories that Bloom; of love, of pain, of fight

The Woman with the Black Cat on Her Shoulder | MYG

Fearful, they buried them, stomped them into the dirt. Underneath their boot, scared men were unaware the seeds of hope had planted by their own volition. From the dirt and grime, grew flowers, blooms so tall, eclipsing their hatred. You were strong and unwilling to be cut down any more. Shapeshiftercat!yoongi x reader. Read Here

You Asked for Help, He Asked Your Name | PJM

You ran away from your responsibilities, but they caught you and tried to lay claim to your body. If your life was never going to be yours anyways, you decided might as well give it away and make a deal. fairyprince!Jimin x reader. Read Here

Spring Day Still with You | JJK

You ran away from the cold, Jungkook ran with you, warming each other’s hearts. But within the cycle of life, there is death, and as spring blooms, the blood still lays soaked in the dirt. You ran and they chased. Sequel to Not a Creature was Stirring. Hybrid!Jungkook x reader. Read Here

Day Dream | JHS

The days are hotter, the nights are hotter too. You sleep, restless. Tired, you sleep more, you sleep and you dream and you meet the dream walker and things somehow become even steamier. Sandman!Hoseok x reader. Read Here

The Flower Bridge | KSJ

You couldn’t, you didn’t want to, not anymore, the pain was too much, you wanted it to end, so you visited the bridge. Standing at the highest point, the wind stung, but your problems were bigger, your pain was stronger than the whipping air and your anguish deeper than the water below. Tethered in the center, connecting the place you came from and the place you were going, you found another type of bridge and he found you. Ghost!Seokjin x reader. Read Here

Blooming Flowers | KTH

His moment of weakness had been you. Weakness was it? It wasn’t love? No, not love, not happiness, a mistake, a regret! For you, it was your last unraveled string, a creation of idolization that grew into a flower as beautiful as him. You had fallen ill to him, in the worst possible way. idol!Taehyung x hanahaki!reader. Blooming...20%

Moonchild & Springchild | KNJ

“Go back,” he said, “It’s not safe here, not for a human.” You can hear the men of your village, their angry jeers, the crackle of fire in their hands, yelling yet too afraid to step across the boundary. “It’s not safe for me, anywhere,” you say, “I’m a woman.” Faery!Namjoon x reader. Blooming...

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[daddyjeonnn]

JEON JUNGKOOK FICS RECOMMENDATIONS

13/07/2022 ~

For me ( dilf jk)

Dissonance ( Rockstar jk, grad student y/n)

This love ( arranged marriage au)

The love after ( werewolf jungkook x human reader , soulmate au)

The ability to fathom ( brother's best friend, idiots to lovers)

Begin (fallen angel jungkook au)

The boy with galaxies in his eyes (FWB au, tattoo artist au)

Cold nights and blurred nights ( fwb au, college au)

Pi Gasu ( vampire jk x donor reader)

The young wolf ( game of thrones au)

All i want for Cockmas ( Santa Jungkook.?)

This isn't love darling ( Mafia au , escort au)

Oxytocin ( frenimes au , age gap , arranged marriage au)

Jamais Vu ( rich husband x caregiver oc)

One year, my love ( historical au , royal au)

Your eyes tell ( soulmate au , e2l)

Magic shop ( tea shop owner jk)

Life eternal ( fantasy au , fae jk)

Hellblazer ( demon jk, human reader )

Pink glow ( alien jk x scientist reader)

Ungodly beast ( demon jk)

Ruin him ( sub virgin coworker jk)

Piano tiles ( chaeboljk x pianist reader)

Aurora (general jk x princess reader)

Hotter than hell ( fallen angel jk, supernatural au)

The big cats (Amur leopard hybrid jk x hybrid reader, mafia au)

Legend of the lamp ( genie jk, fantasy au, strangers to lovers)

Good thing ( rich fuckboy jk, stranger to lovers au)

Espresso shots and boob talk ( boyfriend jk)

My beloved ( vampire au soulmate au)

Wanted ( sci-fi, alien jk)

Grain of sand ( blind jk au, estb relationship)

Ghosts just wanna have fun ( psychic au, med school au)

Say you won't let go ( soulmate au)

Overtime ( Ceo jk)

Yours, truly ( arranged marriage au, enemies to lovers)

The sea the storm ( human jk x sea spirit reader)

Appetence (idol boyfriend jk)

Put your head on my shoulder ( established au ,husbandkook)

Not quiet lovers ( assistant jk)

Rottenfolk (Royal au, Faerie au)

What's mine is mine ( Idol jk)

Oh my ghost ( supernatural au, ghost jk)

Between roommates (roommate jk ft. Namjoon)

Hellbound (demon jk x female reader)

My name is 01001010- 01001011 (alien jk)

To love and to pamper ( established relationship, domestic)

Changes in between ( roommate au,friends to lovers)

A Rainy Sunset ( bestfriends to lovers au)

Days to morning glory ( aspiring rockstar jk x med student au)

This is how you fall in love ( rockstar au)

Love to hate ( enemies to lovers au, fuck buddies)

The love after (werewolf jk x human reader , soulmate au)

Falling (soulmate au)

Southpaw ( boxer jk au, childhood friends to lovers)

As we were ( infidelity, husband jk)

A Hero's Journey ( best friend's boyfriend au)

Unspoken ( friends to lovers)

Proposals (friends to lovers au)

Cardiovascular palpitations ( doctors au , fwb )

Born sinner ( catholic guilt.? , Virgin koo)

Fade into you ( Barista jk, fwb)

[btschooseafic]

AO3 Recs

dark side of the moon by embyr [completed]

jungkook x seokjin, detectives, mystery, college au, magic, supernatural creatures, vampires, faeries, banshees, found family

detective seokjin is sent to the supernatural college to investigate a string of murders. banshee jungkook might be in danger

[jwehobe]

taekook fic recs????????

1. truth so loud( that you can't ignore) 5/5

~72k words

~canon compliant, heavy angst, friends to lovers to exes to lovers omg , shit hurts, they go on a hiatus in this one ,seems very real

2.i bloomed for you 5/5

~284k words

~friends to lovers, hanahaki disease, soulmate au, heavy angst, i am a sucker for angst yes, really intense , happy ending but realistic

3.The Bokeh effect 6/5

~157k.words

~reads like poetry, infidelity, strangers to lovers, literally one of the best fics i have read

4. Somebody to love 4.5/5

~125k.words

~set in the 1950s, infidelity, jungkook and taehyung are both married, angst, sexuality crisis, falling in love, sad ending

5. love, i have wounds 5/5

~79k words

~artist taehyung, University student jungkook, anxiety attacks, loneliness, abusive relationships, yoonmin are so cute

6. i feel so empty without it 4/5

~102k words

~model taehyung, actor jungkook, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationship

7. dancing in the moonlight 4.5/5

~78k words

~ shit hurts, servent jungkook, rich dude taehyung, set in the 1900s, Japanese rule in korea , reads like poetry, ambiguous ending

8. Where the light shines 4.5/5

~135k words

~ beauty, based on handmaiden movie, rich jungkook, soft jungkook, servent taehyung

9. Perfectly real under the moonlight 4/5

~310k words

~ enemies to lovers , fluff, surfer taehyung, artist taehyung, biker Jungkook, small town, surfers vs bikers

10. Maybe i am fine being by myself 4.25/5

~88k words

~ highschool, suicide, abuse, time travel, falling in love , angst and fluff

11.One Scotch, One Bourbon, One Beer 4.25/5

~83k words

~fashion models, age gap, angst with a happy ending, boys in skirts, slow burn

12. Curveball 5/5

~100k words

~journalist jungkook, baseball player taehyung, coming out, homophobia, blackmail, anxiety and depression, fluff , angst with a happy ending

13. The Doorman 6/5

~259k words

~urban fantasy, FUCKING MASTERPIECE, accountant taehyung, bartender jungkook, werewolves and vampires and faeries, angst with happy ending , so much pain, pining , blood and gore

14. Don't love him next 4.25/5

~8k words

~exes to lovers, angst, love letters , misunderstandings

15. Sing me sweet melodies 4/5

~5k words

~exes to lovers, misunderstandings, angst, famous taehyung, University student jungkook, highschool sweethearts

16. A rose by any other name 4.25/5

~34k words

~enemies to lovers, living together, arrange marriage, misunderstandings, angst and fluff, chaebol taekook

17. Blue: I learned a lot about love when you left me 4/5

~27k words

~friends to lovers, miscommunication, love letters, angst with a happy ending , sad sad sad

18. Endure 4.25/5

~ 113k words

~exes to lovers, childhood friends, post breakup, misunderstandings, angst angst , poor indie artist jungkook , rich artist taehyung , happy ending

19. If only you knew 4.5/5