risky business | pjm, jjk (m) | 1
synopsis: youโre a successful entrepreneur in the beauty industry and after your assistant/best friend sees the spread in Korea GQ magazine of a popular k-pop artist, she gets him on the first flight to California to start a sponsorship deal, and it was none other than the world-renowned fuckboy you met at a product launch party for Gucci two years ago.
pairing: jimin x female reader x jungkook
rating: mature (18+)
genre: enemies to lovers, love triangle, angst, fluff, smut
warnings/content: swearing, employer/client relationship, past situationship, fuckboy!jimin, celebrity!jimin, love triangle, tattoo artist!jungkook, jin is readerโs lawyer best friend
explicit content: varies between chapters, this one is reader x jungkook, protected sex (good job jk), oral sex (female receiving, but mentions of wanting to give a bj), slight hand/veins kink, multiple orgasms, missionary, doggy style, spanking, jk has a daddy kink, jk calls reader babygirl/princess
disclaimer: this is entirely a work of fiction, and in no way does it reflect thoughts or acts of bts in the real world (:
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โPlease make sure you actually take off the lens filter before shooting this time,โ you told your assistant and best friend, Naiya. You were already behind on shooting and editing the photos for your product line, and you couldnโt afford any more mishaps โ otherwise the new launch would be late, and it wouldnโt just be your pay that you had to worry about.
โIt was one time!โ She rolled her eyes before double-checking that the lens filter actually was off, and then she started taking some photos of the models that were standing against the backdrop. Between each shot, she looked down at the electronic viewfinder on the camera, assessing what could be tweaked and what needed to stay.
She smiled at the models, telling them to take a 10 minute break before walking back over to you. โSo, here are the shots so far,โ The both of you looked at the screen as she pressed the button to proceed to the next photo, and you were genuinely impressed. โSome of these we can use. Theyโre great, aside from just a few things to edit. I can do that in post, of course โ but, I do think we could use a high-profile male model.โ
Your eyebrow rose in question, โHigh profile? You donโt think we have enough models already?โ
โWe have a good amount, sure, but finding someone famous will bring more exposure to the brand. Which leads to more inclusivity, more press, more deals โ and more coin. Plus, you sell menโs skincare products too, so itโll look even better for the optics,โ
You were actually speechless. Partly because you hadnโt thought of it before (not even the head of your advertising department did, which is a shame), and partly because she was absolutely right. Getting someone with a lot of recognition to model for your beauty brand would create a massive amount of exposure for your business, and could finally land you a spot working with a brand youโve dreamed of collaborating with since your teenage years.
You were successful in your industry, yes, and it took you a long time and a lot of hard work to get where you are, but that didnโt mean you wouldnโt strive to be even better within the industry. Following your passion came with sacrifices, and you werenโt about to let those dark times be for nothing.
But at the same time, this product line that you were about to put out was going to be the bread and butter of your business, so you needed it to be great. Almost perfect, even, and you didnโt know how long it would take to find someone to fit the bill, for the deal to work in both of your favors. It seemed like it was too risky.
You sighed, โYeah, youโre right. It would really help and we could get tons of publicity from it, but itโs just cutting it too close, Nai. We canโt have this product launch be anything less than damn near perfect.โ You walked over to a work desk that was in the studio, pulling out the chair and sitting down before stressfully running a hand through your hair. โI mean, who would I even reach out to? Would we have to do model calls again? The launch is in less than two months now,โ
โGirl, look at these,โ Naiya said as she walked over to you before plopping down on top of the desk and reaching over to grab her laptop. She took a sip of her drink, opening up the Adobe Photoshop application before turning her laptop towards you. โThese are some of the finished shots from the other day. We didnโt even think weโd be able to finish editing these in time, and look how amazing they turned out,โ She wasnโt lying โ they were stunning.
โTheyโre beautiful,โ you agreed and she beamed, proud of herself. She was your go-to for everything photo and video and sheโd wanted to get into that scene long before she actually started, so she had a lot of knowledge and skin in the game in regard to what would look the best for the vision you were going for. She definitely had your back, but there were still some things you were unsure about business-wise, that neither of you were really familiar with. โYouโre great at what you do, but what about the other stuff? Making a deal and all the legal things that go along with it? Weโre not just talking about influencers that get a commission from sales here, you know?โ
โYou let me handle finding the person and closing the deal, you go talk to Jin about starting a contract and all the legal shit that goes with it.โ
โAbsolutely the fuck not.โ Jin eyed you with a blank expression as he sat comfortably with his hands folded, judging you.
๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝWhat the hell do you mean?!โ You exclaimed before turning to examine yourself in the mirror again. โThis is cute!โ
โYou got asked out to dinner after being dry for like 2 years and you canโt do better than leggings and a sweater?โ
You rolled your eyes. โFirst of all, this sweater was expensive,โ You walked over to the rack inside your closet, grimacing at the idea of having to wear a dress or skirt. โSecond of all, you just want your women to be as high maintenance as you.โ
Jin laughed, โThis is true, but you would definitely increase your chances of getting laid if you put in more effort,โ
โWho says Iโm trying to get laid?โ
โYour attitude and the fact that you used one of my charging cables for your vibrator.โ You felt your face heat up at Jinโs comment, and you wanted to proceed to crawl into a hole, lie in the fetal position, and stay there for eternity.
โI hate you,โ you frowned and Jin smirked.
โI love you, too, and wear the black dress. Itโll suit you.โ
You spotted the dress at the end of the rack. It was made of a sleek material, smooth silken fabric with mesh, tulle-like sleeves. Youโd bought it about 2 years ago after an event in Los Angeles. It was nighttime and on the way back to the hotel, you walked passed the prettiest little boutique and fell in love with the dress immediately โ but you never wore it.
You frowned, silently questioning if you could pull it off. It was a different time back then, one where you felt on top of the world and you thought youโd found someone that would sweep you off of your feet and youโd beam at seeing his glimmering eyes rake upon your beauty in the dress. But it didnโt happen that way. In fact, it didnโt happen at all.
In an effort to distract yourself from your thoughts, you decided to ask Jin about the modeling contract.
โOkay, fine, but thereโs something I need to talk to you about first.โ
โAnd whatโs that?โ He raised his eyebrow in question.
โSo, you know how Iโm releasing a new product line soon?โ
He scoffed, โAbout damn time! Of course Iโm already handsome, we all know this, but men need good skincare too,โ
You rolled your eyes, โHence the reason Iโm putting out this line, Jin. Anyways, Naiya proposed the idea that we should have a high-profile male model, preferably someone really famous who can bring us a lot of publicity,โ
โOkay, and did you find this person yet?โ
โNaiyaโs working on that. But I do need your help with creating a contract and all the legal shit thatโs included,โ You grabbed the dress off of the rack hesitantly.
He brought a hand up to his chin as if he were thinking before meeting your gaze. โAlright, say I do it. What do I get out of it?โ
โUm...my love and support as your best friend?โ
โWill love and support pay my bills?โ
You glared at him, โNo, but you sure do eat a lot of my food to not pay my grocery bill.โ
He laughed nervously, bringing up a finger to rub at his temple, โWell played,โ
โWill a full-size bottle of that serum you like be good enough?โ
โThrow in those little eye patches too, I donโt care what anyone says about me for using them โ my bags are horrendous these days.โ
You laughed and Jin cracked a smile. โDeal.โ
jungkook [8:31pm]: iโm outside pretty, buzz me up?
you hearted a message from jungkook
You happened to meet Jungkook about 2 months ago when you decided to get a tattoo for the first time. You were really excited about the journey you were on with your business and the woman you were becoming, so you decided to get a self love tattoo that really resonated with you, and Jungkook was your artist.
During your session you couldnโt stop ogling at him due to his good looks and his many, many tattoos โ he boldly asked for your number afterwards and you gladly but shyly gave it to him. After talking for a couple months and your busy schedules finally coinciding, Jungkook had been adamant about taking you on a date.
You walked over to the buzzer next to the door of your luxury condo and pressed the button to let Jungkook through the downstairs entrance. Your heart fluttered at the fact that he chose to come all the way to the fifth floor of your building to come get you instead of asking you to meet him downstairs.
You heard a gentle knock before opening the door, meeting Jungkookโs gaze as he presented you with a bouquet of flowers.
You grinned with rosy cheeks, โArenโt you the gentleman?โ
โI try,โ He smiled smugly.
โYou definitely succeeded,โ You walked over to put the flowers in a vase with some water before leaving out. โYou really didnโt have to do all this, Jungkook. This is beyond sweet,โ
โI meant it when I said I wanted to take you out and show you a good time,โ He grabbed your hand as he met your eyes, just as you finished putting away the flowers. โCome on, we donโt wanna be late for our reservation.โ
You blushed even harder. โY-you made a reservation?โ
โOf course, youโre too pretty for me not to,โ He flashed you a grin before grabbing your hand and interlacing his fingers with yours, and you felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest.
The date went well. Jungkook had taken you to a restaurant that had really good food even though it was overpriced, and you liked the vibe of it. It was fancy, with the wait staff dressed in black-tie attire and you were happy that you went with the dress Seokjin suggested. Jungkook took every opportunity to compliment you and he didnโt just compliment your looks, but your conversation as well.
Heโd also told you about his career as a tattoo artist and how heโd loved it, having opened up his own shop about a year prior, and you shared details about your journey into the beauty industry. It was almost endearing, the way that he talked about his job, and you felt the same way about yours. Although it could be really stressful, you couldnโt see yourself doing anything else, and you could tell Jungkook shared that with you. It was a connection beyond the physical attraction; it was mental, too, the way it seemed you both complimented each other.
Although, the physical attraction was definitely there.
Heโd absentmindedly roll up his sleeves a bit showing his veiny arms as he focused on talking with you, his lip ring glinting in the moody lightning. It made you want to bite your lip, and you shuffled a bit in your seat, growing flustered at the sight of the man before you.
He was fully dressed, engaging in conversation, and you found yourself enamored with him, in awe even though he hadnโt even touched you. Seeing his dimples when he smirked made you want to whimper. Clock it to maybe the fact that you hadnโt been laid in a couple years, and Seokjinโs words had started to creep into your mind, but Jungkook had you hot and bothered without even trying.
โYou okay there?โ He smirked, not missing the pinkish tint to your cheeks.
Slightly startled because youโd been caught, you replied sheepishly before clearing your throat, โY-yeah, Iโm fine,โ
He wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin after taking the last bite of his food and seeing that you were done with yours, suggested you both do something to wind down, but not end your date so soon.
โDo you wanna take a little walk in the city for a bit? I remembered you saying you hadnโt been to this part of town in a while,โ
There go the stupid butterflies again.
You arrived outside of your apartment building, Jungkook skillfully parking his sleek car as close as he could to shorten the walk.
He turned off the engine, the both of you relaxing in each otherโs presence before either of you decided to leave. He was mesmerizing, lax in nature yet attractively attentive and his scent drove you crazy; it was an earthy, musky scent, one that made your mouth water and your thighs instinctively rub together.
His eye contact sent a delicious chill down your spine, and you missed the burn that his lips left on your hand after giving it a gentle kiss.
Instead of kissing your hand you wanted him to kiss other places, and suddenly his spacious car became too cramped and stuffy for your liking.
To put it plainly, you wanted him out of the car and in your bed. And even though you were shy as hell, this was one opportunity you definitely didnโt want to let pass you by.
You blinked at him, trying to steady your breath before speaking, but it still came out a little bit more breathy than youโd like, and unbeknownst to you, made Jungkookโs dick jump in his pants. โWould you want to come up?โ
His eyes went wide with surprise before he tried to shake it off. He cleared his throat, not expecting you to ask, but he took you up on the offer.
In usual Jungkook fashion, he smirked. โLead the way, Princess.โ
You took the elevator up to your condo, hastily putting in your key once you got to your door. You stepped in, taking off your jacket and offering to hang up Jungkookโs.
He closed the door quietly before pinning you against it, his face dangerously close to yours.
His voice was just above a whisper, thick and gravelly. His gaze switched back and forth from your eyes to your lips, and he absentmindedly brought his tongue out to wet his own. โLet me make this clear, do you want this? Because I do,โ
You swallowed thickly, already feeling desire pooling in the pit of your stomach at the hold that Jungkook had on you right now. You couldnโt help but nod to answer him, not finding the strength to use your voice. Jungkook wasnโt too happy about that.
โUse your words, baby,โ He moved to your ear before dipping just below it to leave a kiss there, a kiss that added to the fuel that was already him hovering over you like this.
โY-Yes,โ you croaked. โI want it,โ
โWant what?โ He probed, chuckling softly as he continued to pepper kisses along your skin, slowly moving from your ear and down your neck. He could feel you shifting, your thighs squeezing together to give yourself some relief. โIf you want more, you gotta use that pretty mouth of yours and tell me,โ
He kissed a particular spot that made you gasp softly and offer more of your neck to him. He sucked on the spot, making you whimper and flutter your eyes closed before he pulled away entirely.
You frowned out of disappointment and opened your eyes to see his smug face, lips curled into an amused smirk. There was a glint in his eyes that made your mouth run dry.
โIf you donโt want to use your words, I canโt help you, and by the looks of it, I think you want me to,โ He bit his lip as he surveyed you, looking you up and down and your tongue came out to wet your lips, โBut consent is important, and I need to know if you want it too, and that Iโm not reading this wrong,โ
You struggled to meet his eyes, simultaneously wanting to crawl into a hole and crawl under him, having him hover over you with his silver chain dangling in your face. You managed to find the courage, though, and the butterflies turned into searing-hot sparks.
โY-youโre not reading it wrong, I want you, Jungkook. I want you to touch me,โ
He cockily grinned at you before closing the gap between the two of you, โThought youโd never ask.โ
He brought his lips to yours, sending all of your nerve endings on fire and creating a heat that pooled in the pit of your stomach. He grabbed the back of your neck roughly before his fingers found themselves in your hair and he tugged slightly on the strands, causing you to moan.
โOh, she likes that, huh?โ He slid his hand down your body before toying with the hem of your dress. โYou look so pretty with this on,โ
โIt would look prettier off,โ You quipped, bothered that he wasnโt where you needed him to be.
โSomeoneโs eager,โ he chuckled deeply before dragging his fingers upwards, letting you feel the rough pads of his fingertips on the skin of your thighs. He lightly grabbed the bottom of your dress before pulling it up to your hips. He traced the fabric of your thong with his finger, โCute,โ he said, distracting you a bit from his hands before he firmly pressed a thumb on your clit over your underwear, rubbing in small circles.
โFuck,โ you whispered, throwing your head back against the door, relishing in his touch. You started grinding against his hand, desperate for relief, and he didnโt hesitate to call you out on it.
โSo fucking needy,โ he growled, and you felt an electrifying jolt run through your body again. He rubbed harder and you gasped, rolling your eyes back. โI barely touched you and youโre already soaking through your panties.โ
You brought your hand up to rake your manicured nails along his scalp before pulling, earning a grunt of approval from him. You smashed your lips onto his in fervor and he grunted, opening his mouth to allow you entrance and your tongues battled for dominance. He held you closer, cupping your scantily clad ass in his big, veiny hands before slapping your ass hard. You let out a small, surprised yelp before relishing and moaning at the sting.
He did it again but harder, and you were positive you were in fact dripping down your legs at this point.
You pecked him a couple of times before grabbing his hand and leading him after you. โRoom. Now.โ
Once you got to your room, Jungkook proceeded to turn you around to face him and continued kissing you, bringing up a hand to cup your face.
He walked you backwards and when the backs of your heels reached the frame, he pushed you onto the bed.
He stood over you, skilled hands working at undoing his belt and you could see how hard he was. Throwing your head back, your hands reached your clothed breasts and began to fondle them, fingertips enclosing and twisting your nipples, and Jungkookโs mouth watered at the sight.
His belt flew to the floor somewhere and he grabbed the back of your calves to pull you closer to him at the edge of the bed. Your dress was covering too much, he decided.
โTake your dress off, babygirl, unless you want me to rip it.โ
You almost moaned at his words. The dress flew somewhere too, and you lie in front of him, clothed in nothing but your thong, tits on full display.
He licked his lips and as you saw his face coming toward you, you couldโve sworn it wouldโve been to take one of your tits in his mouth, but he placed a kiss above your belly button. And you shivered as you saw that he kept going lower.
He peppered soft, slow pecks along your skin until he was face to face with the source of your wetness, and Jungkook leaned in to lick a strip on the material of your panties. Your hands fisted the blanket as he teased you at an agonizingly slow pace, moving his tongue anywhere but the place you actually needed him, making you squirm.
He hooked his fingers underneath your underwear before ripping it off of you, the frail piece of lace no match for his strength as it tore.
โWill just have to buy you another pair.โ He winked before kissing you again, but this time right above your clit, his breath warm and his touch sending you into overdrive.
You spread your legs for him eagerly and his long fingers spread your lips, stopping to admire you. You self-consciously had half a mind to close them as he gazed upon your lower half, but he held them open and finally licked a strip from your hole to your clit.
โS-shit,โ you moaned as he held you open, his tongue meeting your clit as he swirled it in tight circles before giving it a hard suck. โFuck!โ
โMmm,โ He moaned against you, causing you to shiver again, hips bucking into his mouth. โYou taste good, gonna make you cum on my tongue first.โ
He lapped at you like you were the dessert he craved but never had, as if you were the best thing heโd ever taste. He licked at you, flattening his tongue before circling your clit again, and you had to try your best not to scream.
And you didnโt scream, until he started sucking on your clit again.
โFucking shit, โKook,โ You moaned loudly and he hummed at the nickname. You had never been eaten out this good before, and you were so close to cumming on his tongue in so short of a time that you were almost embarrassed.
One of his fingers teased against your hole before diving in, and your toes curled before he added another. โGotta stretch you out,โ He mumbled against your pussy before swirling his tongue again. He curled his fingers expertly, reaching the spongey part within you that made tears prick your eyes from the pleasure.
You arched your back, hips leading away from his mouth before he tightened his grip around them with his other hand and held you so close you were worried youโd suffocate him.
He made eye contact with you and it had you feeling like you were going to combust. You reached down to tangle your fingers into his hair and he created a faster pace with his digits, darting in and out of you so quickly that you were sure youโd cum in 5 minutes flat.
His let go of your hip to rub your clit as his tongue took a break, and the coil in your stomach tightened even more, tears rolling down your face at how good he was making you feel.
โLook at how well that pussy takes my fingers,โ he mused, โFuck, youโre so pretty,โ
Your pussy tightened around his fingers and he slapped your clit lightly, โFuck, yes!โ you were shouting, and it made his heart swell at the pleasure he was giving you. He wanted to make you cum hard, and fuck if he wasnโt gonna taste it. He wanted all of you.
โIโm so close,โ you said all breathy, your vocal cords nearly strained, and you had so much more to go. Jungkookโs goal was to make sure you couldnโt walk the next day.
โCum for me, pretty,โ He rasped, before sucking on your clit hard, and watching you come undone on his tongue.
โI-Iโm gonna cum, Iโm โ Jungkook!โ
He hummed as he lapped up your juices, tasting you as he let you ride out your high and when you came down from it, you thought heโd give you a break. But he wasnโt done.
He stood up and brought his fingers up to his mouth, sucking them to get every last bit of you off of them. He leaned in to hover over you and kiss you, your tongue colliding with his as you tasted yourself. To your surprise, it only seemed to make you wetter.
He took off his boxers, cock springing up to slap against his stomach. It was leaky, the tip oozing precum and you wanted so badly to have him in your mouth but when youโd suggested it, he declined and you pouted.
He grabbed a condom from you donโt even know where and ripped it with his teeth before rolling it on. โUh-uh, tonightโs about you. You can take care of me another time, babygirl,โ He said before winking at you and pumping himself a couple times before lining himself up with your entrance.
He grabbed your legs by your ankles and put them over his shoulder, pushing into you and you mewled at the stretch. He stopped to let you get acclimated to the size and waited until you gave him a nod to continue before backing out of you and snapping his hips in a pace that was so rough and so fast it damn near knocked the wind out of you.
You screamed so loud that were sure your neighbors would hate you, but you didnโt care, not one bit.
โS-Shit, your cock is so good,โ He groaned as he continued his pace while you were clutching the blanket so hard your knuckles were turning white. โDo it again,โ
He snapped his hips into you again, hitting your cervix. โBabygirl likes that, huh? You like when I slam my cock into you?โ
โF-fuck, yeah, I l-love it,โ
โHow is your pussy still so tight after fucking you with my fingers like that,โ He was gritting his teeth, trying not to empty his load into you already. He can usually hold out but your pussy was too good, so slick and tight and sucking him in.
You clenched purposefully and giggled and he groaned, damn near having to stop to pace himself because of you. Nonetheless he kept going, and he was determined to wreck your pussy and make you crave him afterwards.
He grabbed your legs and pushed so you were bent at the knees and you were holding them in place. Then he started speeding up again, snapping his hips into you and you were seeing stars.
โFuuuuck, J-โ
โSay my name baby, whoโs fucking you this good?โ
โYou are, J-Jungkook, fuck,โ you threw your head back into the pillows, eyes rolling back and toes curling.
He was holding onto you so tight, thrusting into you so hard he was going to leave pretty little bruises for you to remember the night by.
โYour pussy is s-so good,โ He reached down to rub your clit, and you arched your back again, clenching around him and he moaned. โW-wanna fuck you in doggy before I make you cum again,โ
He slid out of you, leaving you feeling empty and missing his warmth before he helped you turn over, positioning you face down, ass up.
He smacked your ass with force and you whimpered at the sting before wiggling your bum and teasing him so heโd do it again.
He did it harder this time and the pain had you gritting your teeth, but it sent a delicious chill along your veins that was intoxicating, and you wanted more.
He lined himself up at your entrance again and as you felt him lined up perfectly, his head peaking at your hole, you slammed back against him, ass meeting his pelvis as he bottomed out. You moaned into the blanket, grabbing fistfuls of it.
โFuck!โ He yelled, eyes rolling back and you felt the coil winding up again at him being vocal. โBabygirl wants back shots from Daddy, yeah? If you wanted me to drill you, Princess, all you had to do was ask.โ
Oh shit.
Ohhhh shit.
He pulled almost all the way out of you before snapping his hips again, bottoming out and hitting your cervix so good your toes curled and your back arched so much you knew youโd be sore afterwards.
He continued his relentless pace and you met his thrusts, his balls slapping delectably against your clit and you moaned pornographically in response.
He reached forward to grab your hair and pull you up so that your back met his chest, and the burn made fire ignite in your belly, so much so that the coil was going to snap any second now.
It was too much and not enough all at once. You wanted more and more of whatever he was willing to give you, you wanted to be so drunk on his dick that you forgot your own name.
He reached down to rub circles on your clit and thatโs when you lost it.
โJ-Jungkook, Iโm cumming!โ You creamed on his cock with a cry and a shake, quaking from the sheer amount of pleasure of your orgasm. He coaxed you through it as you rode out your high, his fingers still playing with your clit as he rubbed it just the way you liked.
He led you down to the bed, gently as he slowed his pace inside you. โIโm almost there, Princess. Daddyโs gonna cum for you,โ
You moaned loudly, leaking even more at the name. You loved how vocal he was and how sexy he made you feel. It was addicting.
And to try to repay him for how good he made you feel, you managed to have the strength to throw your ass onto him, hard, to get him to cum. You wanted his load in you.
โF-fuck baby, I really will cum if you keep doing that,โ He bit his lip, toying with the ring and you were glad you had turned around slightly in time to see it. When you faced back forward, Jungkook was in for a treat.
You pushed back with force, arching your back so well that he hit the right spots all while clenching your pussy like you wanted to milk him and he loved it.
โS-Shit, baby, Iโm gonna cum,โ
โCum for me Daddy,โ you said with a sensual tone, one that had his eyes rolling back into his head as your ass met his hips one last time before spilling his load into the condom.
He came with a hiss and holding onto your hips for dear life. You were sure to have marks tomorrow, and neither of you were mad about it.
After coming down from his post-orgasm high, he gently pulled out of you before proceeding to take off the condom and tie a knot before throwing it away in the bathroom connected to your room.
He was rummaging in there for what seemed like a tad bit too long, and you were puzzled although you were too tired to see what he was doing. You heard the sink run for a few seconds before being turned off, and then you saw him come out of the bathroom, damp towel in hand.
โSorry about that,โ He smiled sheepishly. โI wanted to get something to clean you up,โ He gently wiped your juices from your body. It was relaxing and gentle, soothing you. You smiled in appreciation before thanking him, grinning as you met his eyes.
โStill the gentleman,โ He winked, sending butterflies roaming around your stomach again. It was becoming a regular thing with Jungkook, and you liked it.
โI try,โ He laughed and you threw a pillow at him while laughing too.
You got up to go pee before changing into some underwear and a loosely fitted t-shirt. You glanced at the clock and saw that it said 3 am before turning off the lights and climbing into bed, Jungkook cuddling up next to you and you laid your head on his chest.
The light coming from your phone was bright as it flashed and you heard the familiar tone of an incoming iMessage, but you chose to ignore it, as Jungkook was too warm and this was the best youโd felt in a long time.
You were in for a big surprise tomorrow, but for now, as comfy and giddy as you were, maybe you could get used to having Jungkook around.
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Hello friends!
I need help finding a story I read a while back but never finish. Itโs a jk c reader, let me describe the plot. So the reader just moved into her apartment & jk saw her struggling to bring her stuff up so he helps her. I remember him being a tattoo artist and I think her a art student. He helped her with a project she was working on & they would hangout at the park and paint together. Also I think tae dared him or challenged him into not sleeping with a girl so he was just hanging out with her as friends. There was also a part where jk tattooed her very first tattoo.
Thatโs all I remember pls help me find this story or the account of the author, please I really appreciate it. ๐ญ๐๐ผ
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INKTOBER DAY 6 : GOLDEN
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A Pierce through the Heart || Jeon Jungkook
When you go to get your nipple pierced, but something else gets pierced too (itโs a metaphor, if you know what I mean).
Paring: tattoo artist (& piercer) jk x reader
Warning: this story contains mature content, 18+
Content: smut, fluff, oral!f receiving, tit sucking, fingering, doggy style, missionary, squirting, love at first sight?, nipple piercing, unprotected sex, light dirty talk, eating out, after care, edging
Wc: 6k
It was past seven in the evening by the time you entered the tattoo shop, the cool ventilation of the air conditioner giving you relief from the hot summer weather, welcoming your way into the shop. The chilled environment sent tiny shivers down your body, a result of wearing a white tank top, accompanied by a flowy, black skirt with a red lace ribbon tied around your waist as a belt, and a tote bag hanging off your shoulder. All clothes that equipped you for the weather outside.
You glanced around the empty space, it was different from the typical tattoo shop. It felt more artistic than edgy as you would expect from a place like this. Pictures of tattoos done in different colours were hung on the walls accompanied by abstract paintings. Most odd of all, little bonsai trees, a lot of them decorated the brown and white interior alongside the casual furniture expected in a tattoo shop.
โWelcome. Iโll be right there with you in a moment,โ an oddly familiar, low, melodious voice made its way to your ears. Turning your gaze to the source, you saw a man wearing a tank top, with washed denim jeans standing with his back to you, doing something on a table further into the shop. He was the only other person here.
Your eyebrows arched up, pupils enlarging as the man turned towards you, his face coming into view, a similar expression masking his face once he glanced upon you.
โY/n,โ a low whisper left his mouth, as he made his way to you, a shine displayed in his eyes. โA, hey! We met at the bar last week, I donโt know if you remโ,โ
โI remember, Jungkook?โ You cut him off, confirming that the memory of the encounter was still in your thoughts, before taking a pause and uttering his name in a way of looking for confirmation that you recalled correctly. He nodded with a small smile on his lips, having been glad to know you still remembered him.
Oh, you knew it was jungkook, a name of a person who had occupied your brain since the moment you met him last week. His voice still lingering in your ears while his pretty face became a beautiful scenery for your closed eyes.
It was a Friday evening, following a long and hectic week at work when you, along with your best friend, had decided to go to a jazz bar to relax and enjoy the day going into the weekend.
The bar was lit with rich and warm lighting, giving it a cosy environment, accompanied by a local band playing some tunes on the small stage. Some people danced, swaying to the music, letting go of the stresses of the week, while others enjoyed the delicious food and drinks offered at the place.
You and Yeri, your best friend, sat on the high stool tables placed along the border of the bar, as you both sipped away at your drinks, talking about all the random topics that came to mind.
โSo basically, he allows them to take his brain cells and send them to space, in the trajectory of the coming aliens, so that they would seek out to capture the spaceship, and we will be closer to the aliens, and learn stuff about them,โ you sloppily explain the plot of a recent sci-fi series you have been watching.
โBut are a single clump of cells really a human, though?โ Yeri asked, taking a sip of her drink. โRight, I donโt think so, but the aliens probably have some technology to rebuild the human, and maybe retain some information,โ you tried to make the objective of this move clearer.
โThat makes me wonder, though, the concept of having a soul, does it really exist? Or, for the fact where? Is it in your body?โ You thought out loud to your friend, swirling the glass of wine in your hand, as your mind delved further on the concept. โIโm not sure, thatโs a deep question,โ Yeri acknowledged.
โYa. Itโs just that, a โsoulโ just feels celestial, like the concepts of magic, or a god, rather than something so humanly connected to the body,โ you completed your thought, receiving another hum in response, followed by a comfortable silenced engulfing the air around you both, as your minds swam in the ocean of your thoughts.
After a few minutes, Yeriโs voice broke you out of your trance, โwanna go dance, to loosen up a bit?โ She suggested. โItโs okay, you go ahead, Iโll rest here for a bit,โ you assured her with a small smile.
โOkay! Iโll be back in a while,โ Yeri conveyed as she quickly gulped down her glass of alcohol and eagerly made her way to where others were enjoying the music.
You shook your head at your friends' actions, as a small laugh left your mouth. You knew exactly why she wanted to go dance; something or perhaps someone had caught her eyes.
You went back to playing with your glass, as your mind was ready to set forth on a journey of thoughts, but as soon as Yeri set out on her way, a melodious voice cut through the air, making its way to your ears.
โI agree with you. It truly does feel something celestial, something so magical,โ the person voiced out their thought turning to lock their eyes with yours, confirming that they were, in fact talking to you. โThe โsoul,โ that is.โ
Your breath almost hitched, as your eyes laid upon the man in front of you; god, he was gorgeous. The cute plump lips, where a small smile casted upon them, the bread like cheeks, that looked so soft, and those chocolatey brown eyes that shone as they gaze upon you behind those black, clear glasses, were just so captivating.
His soft wavy hair fell just below his jaw, slight hints of an undercut peeking through, while a few strands of hair strayed to his forehead. Your eyes travelled down his body; he was wearing a black leather jacket, opened to give a glimpse at the white compression shirt underneath that highlighted his muscular body even more. The trails of ink that travelled from beneath his jacket, caressing the skin of his slender hands, and the piercings that marked his body, the ones on his ears, and especially the one that traced under his shirt, just added to his already breathtaking beauty.
โSorry, I didnโt mean to eavesdrop. Itโs just that the topic you were discussing was so intriguing, I couldnโt help but to overhear,โ he said, breaking you out of your trance of gawking at him. A worried smile masked his lips but yet a hopefulness sparked in his eyes.
โOh, itโs all good. I love having conversations on such topics, and you said you found it intriguing, so, why donโt you tell me more of your thoughts on it?โ You assured him invitingly, placing your elbow on the counter, leaning your head into the palm, giving him your undivided attention.
โWellโฆโ
You didnโt know when an hour and half passed, as you got lost in the rhythm of his words, and the ocean of thought as you both bounced off of each otherโs questions, travelling through topics, from space to philosophy, sharing your own intellects.
His way of words was so enchanting, continuing the conversation in a way that never let your attention deviate away from him. His presence was comfortable, as if talking to a friend you havenโt seen in a long time. His eyes were calm, making a safe space for you to share your opinions. In this small time you spent with him, you knew one thing for sure, you wanted to keep talking to him.
As you finished a passage to a point he had brought up, you laid your arm out on the table, causally in his direction, resting your head on your biceps, letting a soothing silence engulf the space, while the voices and music blurred in the background.
He took a sip of his drink to hydrate his throat that had become dry from all the talking, as he observed your movements from his peripheral vision. Once settling down his glass, he followed suit, resting his head on his arms on the counter.
You saw his hand gradually travelling to your hand, as his fingers intervened with yours, playing with them gently, caressing them in between. All the while his gaze remained deep into your eyes, displaying unsaid emotions clearly.
You closed your eyes, feeling his soft touches on your skin, his warmth feeling as if you were laying under the sun on a breezy summer day, his perfume adding to the image, as the citrusy, yet fresh smell painted a picture of a serene ocean in your mind with every deep breath you took.
As you were lost in the solace of the moment, another thought struck your mind; you didnโt know the name of this beautiful man in front of you.
โIโm sorry, all the while we were talking, I didnโt even bother asking your name,โ you spoke out, opening your eyes to meet those that were still looking at you in the same manner as before. He observed the tiny frown tugging at the corner of your lips. โJungkook, Jeon Jungkook,โ he relayed with a tender smile. โAnd donโt be sorry, I didnโt have the courtesy to ask the name of such a beautiful woman either,โ he conveyed with a small pout.
A small laugh escaped your lips, before you informed him of your name. โY/n,โ he repeated with such familiarity, as if the name was made specifically for his mouth. He parted his lips once more to say something, but was interrupted by Yeriโs voice, making you both sit up straight.
โY/nie,โ she cooed, circling her arms around your shoulders, resting her head against your back. She was drunk. You held on to her arms, worried about your friend, you inquired, โare you okay Yeri? Is everything alright?โ
โHmm, yess, yess, I just wanna go home,โ she whined. You were used to this, as you were like the mother of your friend group, always taking care of everyone out of your love for them.
You guided her arms to unwrap around you, standing up, holding on to her arm to keep her steady. You turned to look at Jungkook, who was already gazing at you warmly, admiring the way you took care of your friend.
โIโm sorry, Iโll have to head out now,โ you spoke out, your eyebrows creasing in slight displeasure as you still wanted to continue to talk to him. โOh, itโs alright, but before you go, could I getโ,โ as jungkook was about to complete his sentence, Yeri began to drag you outside, and all you could do was look back at him with an apologetic expression, as he did his best to assure you with his smile, waving you bye.
You couldnโt help but smile at the memories of that night, and how Yeri kept apologising to you for her behaviour that night, and accidentally preventing you from getting his number. She felt so guilty, even trying to find him for you on social media platforms, but it was no use. However, you guaranteed her that it wasnโt her fault, and maybe that connection you felt with Jungkook that night wasnโt meant to be anything more, but who knew, you would run into him again like this.
You looked up to meet his eyes, that were busy admiring your look, travelling down your body, respectfully of course. You observed that he wasnโt wearing any pair of glasses today.
โIโm sorry, for leaving so abruptly that day,โ you said, bringing his attention back to your face. โOh, no no, I totally understand,โ he shook his head to make his point, while a small blush crept on his cheeks, having been caught in the act of checking you out.
โSo, how can I help you today?โ He questioned, clearing his throat. โOh, right, I had booked an appointment for a piercing,โ you explained.
โYes yes, you are my last appointment for the day. So, what type of piercing are you planning to get today?โ He asked, recalling his schedule.
โA nipple piercing,โ you said nonchalantly, tilting your head to the side a bit, as you gazed upon him.
His eyebrows slightly raised, pupils enlarging, as he visibly gulped, a slight red hue appeared on cheeks. He looked so cute with the nervous expression that masked his face, causing a mischievous look to play in your eyes.
โYou do those, right?โ you playfully inquired, acting as if you weren't fully sure, but you had already confirmed with a person on the phone earlier. โWe do. Follow me this way,โ he guided, slowly picking up on your teasing.
He led you to a back room, in which there was a tattooing chair situated beside a table with some tools, and a couch on the other side. The space still aligned with the overall warm and brown theme of the shop, while there were once again, small bonsai plants decorating the room.
You walked over to a table that stood beside the couch, adorned with the plant on top, observing it closely while you waited for Jungkook to come back from washing his hands.
โMy business partner really loves nature, so he decorated the whole studio with these plants,โ Jungkook explained, having seen you looking keenly at the plant while walking in. You hummed in response, turning to meet his eyes, which held eye contact with you for a moment, before turning to the equipment on the table.
โPlease, take off your upper garments and lay comfortably on this chair,โ he instructed, motioning towards the chair next to the table where he was standing, his eyes still directed towards the tools in his hands.
You began lifting up your tank top ever so slowly to tease him, knowing that he could see you from his peripheral vision. Unhooking your bar, you left it on the couch, along with your tank top. Following his instructions you got into a comfortable position on the chair. He made his way to you, taking a seat on the stool beside the tattooing chair.
โSo, you want one piercing on the left side?โ he questioned, to confirm once again, looking directly into your eyes. You gave him a small nod, his eyes travelling down to your chest, lingering there for a moment, before meeting your eyes once again.
โHmm, the nipple needs to be erect when it is pierced, usually we use a clamp, which can be a bit painful, however, I have another method to make it erect,โ jungkook informed, maintaining eye contact with you, while a small smirk rested on his lips. โYou want to try that, y/n?โ He asked, with a till of the head.
โYes,โ a low whisper left your lips, followed by his hand tracing down your neck to your left nipple, his index finger tracing circles around the areola. His face came closer to your chest, his breath fanning your upper boob, lips just inches from touching your skin.
His eyes turned up to meet yours, asking for permission with an arch of the eyebrow. With a small grin you indicate your interest, your hand travelling to the back of his neck, gently wrapping around it as he peeked out his tongue, licking from its bottom to top. He kept circling it around the nipple, licking it in between, causing a small whine to leave your mouth due to his teasing.
He finally latched his lips onto the now already hard nipple, sucking on it enticingly, rolling it around in between his teeth. His one hand went to the other one, gently rubbing it with his thumb. It felt good, low moans leaving your mouth. After a while, he pulled away, a string of saliva connected his lips to your boob.
He grabbed a tissue, cleaning the liquid, before grabbing an alcohol wipe to clean the nipple that was now prominent. He marked it as you had asked, grabbing a sterilized needle, and quickly piercing it, and inserting a small rod with a ball on one side through the hole, connecting another one on the other end.
โThere you go, all done,โ he declared, putting the supplies back on the table before turning back to you. Your eyes were on him, looking at him with intent and lust, indicating that you wanted something more, just like he did. He brought his face just inches away from yours, looking deep into your eyes, while a small, playful smile rested on his lips.
โY/n, do you want this?โ He questioned. You knew what he was insinuating, it made you a little annoyed that he was asking you such a question when he clearly knew the answer.
Your hand makes its way to his torso, feeling his toned abs hiding under his top, before walking your fingers to his chest, just above his heart. You probed around the area, playing with the piercing that was there for a moment, and then continuing your way to his shoulder. You gently wrapped your fingers around his neck, pulling him in closer as if to kiss him, but instead you glided your lips to his ears, leaving him a bit disappointed.
โI do, but do you?โ You whisper into his ear. He snaked his arm around your waist, his grip tight as if he was scared that you would back out. โOh, you donโt know,โ his voice came out in a low whisper, a desperation lacing it. โI have wanted this since I first laid my eyes on you,โ and as those words left his mouth, his lips were on your jaw, trailing sloppy kisses along the bone, exploring down to your neck and sucking on it passionately.
He guided your legs to wrap around his waist, picking you up and bringing you to the couch that was in the corner of the room, while being careful of your new piercing. Laying your body on the couch, he backed away from your neck, his hand going the waistband of your skirt, gliding them off your body, along with your panties and discarding them on the floor.
He made his way between your legs, taking a moment to admire your body that just looked so divine to his eyes. He wanted a taste so bad, he just couldnโt hold himself back anymore. He pinned your one arm above your head, going in to suck on your nipple that remained unpierced, while his free hand made its way to your clit, rubbing between the pussy lips in an up and down motion. A sound of satisfaction left your mouth, having gotten him where you needed the most.
He continued to make out with your tit in greed, before trailing warm kisses to your stomach, down to your pelvis. He pulled away, spreading your lips to look at your needy pussy. โSo pretty, baby,โ he commented, admiring it with a lustful gaze. โSo wet for me already,โ he teased, going in to devour all of you, causing a whine to leave your mouth.
His tongue rubbed circles around your clit, flicking the nerve in between, before his lips wrapped around it, sucking on it in hunger. He iterated on these motions, sending you into a bliss, and ohh, when he inserted his fingers into you, pumping them in and out, it drove you over the edge as your thighs squirmed around his head riding out the orgasm on his mouth.
He pulled away, sitting on his knees, in between your legs, gazing down at your body in adoration, satisfaction masking his face at the observation of the effects he had on you. Your chest raised up and down assisting the flow of your quick breaths, as you catched a breath after your high, while a tiny layer of sweat coated your forehead.
Your eyes remained fixed on him, as he brought his fingers, covered in your cum, to your lips, sticking his fingers in and exploring your mouth, pushing down on your tongue hitting the back of your throat. You gagged at the motion, sucking his fingers obediently not breaking eye contact. He pulled away and licked the rest up, devouring it clean. A hum of content left his mouth at the delicious taste produced by the both of you, all the while his eyes remained locked with yours, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He brought his hand to the sides of his tank top, pulling it above his head and discarding them on the floor, along with your clothes. Your eyes now came in view of the Calvin Klein underwear that peeked from under his jeans, and that nipple piercing that had been teasing you for the longest, looked even better on him than you imagined. It was so vulgar, in the best way possible. You bit your lower lip, as the view made your insides feel even more warm.
He quickly followed by removing his lower garments, leaving you with the perfect view of his naked body. God damnโ it was so hot and bigโฆ
โOn your knees, babe,โ Jungkook commanded, guiding you to your front with a hand on the hip. โI want to take you from the back,โ he expressed, the words sounding so lewd as they came out of his mouth, causing a whimper to leave your mouth as his hand gripped your ass. His chest pressed against your back, as he left kisses on the base of your neck, before tracing his hand along your figure to your ass. He placed a playful slap against it, as your whine made its way to his ears, feeling you press your butt to his crotch. โGetting needy, arenโt we?โ he teased, as he delivered another slap.
Heโs acting as if he just didnโt eat you out like his life depended on it moments ago, you thought. โWhy? Aren't you needy for me too?โ you questioned, looking back at him with a pout, giving him the doe eyes. โIf you donโt want this, thenโโ you teased him back, pretending to crawl away, but he didnโt let you as he gripped onto your hip, pulling you against him once more, bringing his face next to yours, over the shoulder. โHey! Youโre not going anywhere,โ he groaned into your ear.
His fingers pushed your hair aside from your face, tucking them behind your ear and giving him a clear view of your gorgeous face. โDo you feel that?โ he questioned, pressing his erect cock against your pussy, rubbing it against your slit, lubricating with your wetness. โDo you feel how hard it is?โ he elaborated, placing a kiss on your jaw. โThis is all your fault, you make me like this. You will help me with my problem, right babe?โ he asked, giving you a curated pair of puppy eyes, as his lips protruded out, forming a small out pout.
You hum in response, a smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth, feeling the effect that you had on him. He trails a string of kisses along your neck, to your shoulder blade, leaving a soft bit mark against it. He guided his cock to align with your entrance, causing a hiss to leave your mouth at the burn of the stretch. โIt's okay, darling. You can take it,โ he encouraged, rubbing circles on your back in a soothing motion.
It was a tight fit. You hadnโt had such a stretch before, but it felt good, and full. โIs it better? Should I start moving now?โ he asked, once his cock was fully nestled within you. You let out low โyesโ, as he began to glide inside your walls.
At first the movements were more slow, and passionate, but they soon became more intense, aggressive, and lustfull, as his mind clouded with a hunger for you. But that wasnโt enough, you needed him even deeper than he was, causing you to push back onto his cock as he pounded into you. These movements added to the pleasure for both of you, not shying away from vocalising it, and neither did he, as your voices blended together, echoing through the room.
It became too much to handle, and soon enough you released the built up tension in your stomach. The walls of your pussy contracted around his cock, a low, moan of pleasure leaving his lips, sending him to a bliss, causing him to pull out, as you felt a warm, and moist liquid spray against your lower back.
Your legs give out, as you let your body fall on to the couch, trying to catch your breath after your second orgasm of the day. You felt him lay his body against your back, the sounds of his fastened breaths making their way to your ears. Just the feeling of the pulses of your pussy on his cock that pressed against your clit was so arousing to him that it didnโt take him long to become erect once again.
He pushed his body away from yours, pulling you to your front by your waist, gripping on to your thighs, spreading your legs apart, situating himself between your legs once again. โRound two?โ he questioned, with an arch of a brow, while a sly grin played on his lips, causing a small laugh to leave your mouth.
He again aligned himself with your entrance, pushing in more easily, as he began moving into you, this time with a sloppish movement. Your hand drawed up his tattooed arm, gliding your way over his collarbone, and onto his piercing. You rubbed it between your fingers, before giving it a pinch, causing a groan to leave his mouth.
โSensitive here, arenโt we?โ you teased, as he gave you a narrowed look, causing a smirk to appear upon your lips. However, it didnโt remain there for long, as you moaned out in pleasure, as he picked up pace, his movements becoming more intense, fervent, and delightful.
You were getting close, close to your release. The in and out motion of his thrusts, his balls slapping against your skin, his cock grazing against the wet and silky walls of your pussy, his fingers rubbing circles on your clit, all these actions combined to serve you pleasure, sending you into ecstasy. Your body didnโt shy away from vocalising this, as the sound of satisfaction left your mouth ringing through the room, travelling to his ears, making him want to keep on hearing more.
The fingers that were on your clit, now glided up your stomach, the patterning of his cold fingertips sending shivers through your figure, yet your body burned from warmth. A faint, dewy trail of your juices was left behind, fading into the skin as his fingers reached your non-pierced tit. He circled his finger around the nipple, before pinching it and then twisting the bud around, causing a cry due to the arousement leaving your mouth, as your body squirmed to the side, though the grope of his hand on your boob prevented you from moving any further, forcing you to recline back to your original place.
โRelax, Babe,โ Jungkook encouraged, rubbing patterns on your stomach, pressing on it gently. โI got you,โ he cooed, gazing into your half open, dazy eyes, as he lowered the intensity of his thrusts, earning a whine of disapproval from you. However, he ignored it, and continued to deliver delightfull pressure to your pussy through a slow and passionate gliding motion.
Your hair was scattered on the surface of the couch around your head, while a few strands strayed to your forehead and cheek. Jungkook reached his hand forward and moved the pieces of hair away from your face and tucked them behind your ear. His fingers pursue to trace the side of your face, along your jawline, coming to a stop at the corner of your lips. His fingertip caressed your lips, feeling the soft texture, while the movements of his lower body gradually came to a stop, leaving himself buried inside of you.
A whiny cry left your throat at his tactic for getting what he desired. It was simple: you give him what he wants, and you get what you want. He wanted to kiss you, kiss those juicy lips of yours, feeling the softness against his own, while devouring you whole. You wanted him to please you more, to go harder, to let you have your release, and send you into a bliss. You knew that he wasn't going to fulfil your wish until you let him fulfil his need.
Jungkook rubbed his thumb against your lower lip, while his fingers caressed the sides of your cheek. His thumb came to a rest, as he looked into your eyes with burning intensity, asking permission to carry on with what he was thinking. In a swift motion, you pulled on his arm, bringing his face just inches away from yours. You cupped his face in your hands, fingers stretching to the sides of his neck, while your thumb pressed against his cheeks.
โJungkook,โ you whispered in a seductive tone, meeting his eyes with a craving, your breath fanning his skin, โplease, fuck me. Fuck me harder.โ
Just as those words left your mouth, Jungkookโs lips were locked with yours in a lustful kiss, tongues tangling together in the moist environment. There was hunger behind the kiss, an aggression to feel one another as close as possible.
Jungkookโs hand travelled to the nape of your neck, grabbing a hold of it and pulling you closer, as if you both werenโt already moulded together. Your arms snaked around his neck, pressing your bodies up to one another, as he began to drive into you once again, but this time with a much greater intensity. His speed continued to increase as you moaned into his mouth. He trailed kissing along your jaw and down your neck, leaving marks he will adore later.
โMhm, you feel so good,โ the words flowed out of your mouth in ecstasy, followed by a sting of moans. โThen cum for me, Darling. Show me how good I am making you feel,โ he commanded, moving back to admire your disoriented state, in his eyes you were the most gorgeous being he had ever seen.
Soon enough you came, clenching around his cock, as your insides pulsed against his skin. However, he didnโt stop, he continued to pound your pussy, making loud sounds of pleasure leave your mouth. His eyes travelled down your body, to the place where your bodies connected. A few dribbles of squirt rained out of you due to the overstimulation.
โFuck, you're so beautiful,โ he declared, feeling himself close to his climax. With a few more strokes he pulled out, releasing over your stomach, leaving it a mess in his liquid.
He let his body relax, laying half of his body beside you, while the other half rested against you, as he laid his head on your chests, hugging your body close to him. Your arms wrapped around his shoulder, to feel his warmth around you, while you both regained your breathing. You both remained in this position, feeling a sense of calm in each other's presence, after that exhilarating session.
After a few minutes, Jungkook lifted up his body, his arms straight as he rested his palms on either side of your body, caging you within. He gave you a tender smile, before leaning in to kiss your cheek, whispering a โIโll be right back into your ear. You gave him a lazy smile as he pulled out, getting off the couch, and leaving the room.
A while later, he walked back in, having cleaned himself up of the sticky substances. He made his way to where you were laying, and cleaned you up with a wet towel he had brought, before disposing of it.
โHere, put this on,โ he said, while handing you a big white shirt. โYour tank top will rub on your piercing, causing irritation, so wear this to prevent it,โ he explained. You already knew this information, thatโs why you had carried a loose t-shirt in your bag when making your way here, but you didnโt tell him this and just took the piece of clothing from him.
Jungkook moved to collect his discarded clothes from earlier, as your eyes followed his every movement, while you sat up on the couch. He could feel your stares on him, so he made sure to look extra sexy for you, when putting his clothes back on.
Once finished, he moved back towards you, spreading your thighs apart slightly, before intervening his legs in between them. He gently grabbed the shirt from your hands, which you had done no effort to put on, and helped you wear it himself.
Once the fabric was settled on your body, he placed his arms around your neck, leaning in slightly to look into your eyes with an emotion that you couldnโt quite discern. You both remained in silence, just looking into the depths of each other's eyes, before you decided to speak up.
โSo,โ you began. โDo you give this special treatment to all your customers?โ you teasingly inquired, keenly looking forward to his response.
โNo,โ he said bluntly, looking you dead in the eye. โItโs only for my future special someone,โ he informed, as there was a shine in his eyes as the statement left his mouth.
His words left you confused, and a bit shocked, as you didnโt think he would think of this anything more than a hookup after how fast things progressed today.
โY/nโ he called, breaking you away from thinking further. โI want you. I want something more, and Iโm not just saying this to get in bed with you again. I truly mean it. After meeting you at the bar last week, I couldnโt stop thinking about you, and the conversation we shared. I want to have more deep talks like that, in the comfort of our own peace,โ he explained, expressing his feeling.
You werenโt going to lie, you also held a similar feeling. After that meeting with him, you couldnโt stop thinking about him and the conversation you had with him. He listened to you, sharing his experiences and intellect along the way. You found a calm in his company, at the most odd place. You felt upset all this week at not having gotten his number, and at the possibility of never meeting him again, but seeing him today when you entered the shop gave you hope. A hope to get to know him better, but where today had led to made you think that your connection wasnโt meant to be something more. However, after hearing him now, a smile grew on your face. You hadnโt been the biggest believer of love at first sight before, now you just might be.
โI donโt want to put any pressure on you, Iโm just saying that maybe we could try dating, go on a few dates,โ he clarified, shyly averting his eyes from you, the same man that just fucked you with such intensity a while ago. Wow, the duality.
You wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his torso. โLets try it outโ you replied, bringing his attention back to you. โI mean, who would be a fool enough to let go of the opportunity to potentially have such a handsome boyfriend,โ you teased, looking up at him with a toothy smile, which he returned with his big bunny smile upon hearing your words.
โThen, since it's already late outside, do you want to get dinner together?โ He asked.
โLetโs go,โ you replied, giving a genuine smile, as you looked forward to possibilities of what lies ahead.
A/n: hey there! Hehe, I hope you enjoyed this! Your thoughts and feedback are always appreciated
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โ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฒ | Tattoo artist/Piercer Jungkook X Pastel!Reader | @bonny-kookoo
โ Mugs & Kisses | Jungkook x Reader | Barista Au | Oneshot | @minisugakoobies
โ simply meant to be | pumpkin king!jungkook x fem reader | OneShot | @caelesjjk
โ beside you | idol!jungkook x gf!reader | Oneshot | @nochukoo97
โ Fragment of the Past | patient!jungkook x psychiatrist!reader | thriller & yandere au | Series | @ctrlsht
โ burnout | basketball player!jungkook x student journalist!fem!reader | Yandere | @aikastales
โ ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ง ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ | Vampire! Jeon Jungkook X Human! (F) Readerย | OneShot | @angllicjk
โ angel in the marble | michelangelo!jungkook x servant!reader | high renaissance au | OneShot | @venusjeon
โ love ร trois | jungkook x fem!reader x jimin | Side: Jimin X Reader | @letjungcoook7
โ you're losing me | jungkook x reader | Married Couple | @sparklingchim
โ part time lover | investigative journalist!jeongguk x daycare teacher!reader | Oneshot | @sketchguk
โ STILL DON'T KNOW MY NAME | Jungkook x fem!reader | Series | @hoseokieswrld
โ cherry bomb | jungkook x fem reader | Oneshot | @retrievablememories
โ your cursed thoughts | jungkook x reader | Halloween AU | Series | @smaubts
โ UNWANTED | King/brother Jungkook ร slave/older sister YN | @kangmoon27
โ the seventh life | vampire!Jungkook x female!reader | @folkookie97
โ champagne confetti | heartthrob!jk x fashion employee f!reader | @pennyellee
โ Horizon | Angel!Jungkook x Reader | Two shot | @sokooks
โ Whose idea was it, though? | Jungkook X Reader | @astayinwonderland
โ First Prize | Boxer!Jungkook X Reader | Oneshot | @tsukisrants
โ TERRITORIAL | yandere!Jungkook x Yandere Yn | Oneshot | @kangmoon27
โ Movie Night | Jungkook x fem!reader | Yandere!JK X Reader | OneShot | @taevbears
โ tethered. | emo!jk x reader | Series | @13lov
โ gotcha | jungkook x reader | ChildhoodFriend Au | Oneshot | @whatifyoulivelikethat
โ mate | alpha!jungkook x omega!reader | Series | @7deadlysinsfics
โ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ซ | Aged up!Jungkook X Younger!Reader | Series | @bonny-kookoo
โ Slithered | Mafia Jungkook x Fem!Readerย | Series | @bts-0t-7
โ Self-Care Sunday | NailTech!Jungkook x Fem!Reader | One-Shot | @shina913
โ animal farm. | Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @joonberriess
โ November Sun | Jungkook x reader | OneShot | @oddinary4bts
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a one shot w jk and the one night stand scenario pls pls i beg ๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ delulu levels r off the charts ever since ck
What he wants, he gets
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader (idol au)
Warnings: Soft Yandere, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, If youโre not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.
3000 celebration
โFuck,โ you mouthed as you looked down at your bare body covered only by a white sheet, and then slowly and horrifyingly turned to look at the man beside you. Your eyes widened even further, your heart beat faster as recognition dawned on your face.
Fuck, indeed.
You let your head fell back down on the pillow in frustration. You couldnโt even have the luxury of experiencing any onslaught of confusion about what happened the night before because you knew full well. The soreness in between your thighs and the marks you could see scattered on your chest were enough to tell you what shouldnโt have happened.
You blamed the alcohol.
You even blamed the man beside you.
But worst of all, you blamed yourself.
You meant, in the first place, why did you allow yourself to go out and drink and completely lost it?!
And of all the people you could have slept with, why on earth did you sleep with the Jeon Jungkook?!
God, you knew you had to leave before he even woke up. You couldnโt even begin to imagine how he would react when he saw you beside him. He would probably think you tricked him somehow.
With bated breath, you lifted the heavy arm filled with artistic tattoos. You carefully watched his face, taking note of the way he whined when you left his arm. He was frowning adorably before you place a pillow in his arm.
You looked down at his handsome face. His dark, luscious hair was like a halo in perfect contrast to the white pillow. His slightly agape lips looked as kissable as they did last night. Jeon Jungkook looked like a dark prince that stepped out of a fairytale. He looked like a dream with his innocent face and his eyes filled with childlike wonder, yet his sinful body told a different story.
Sadly, you had to leave the dream and wake up.
You just wished he didnโt recognize you.
With a small, bitter smile on your lips, you kissed his cheek softly. And with that, you left. In your haste, you unknowingly left behind your bracelet with your name engraved on the inside,
Three weeks passed and yet, the memory of your time with him was still deeply etched in your mind. The way he kept looking at you in secret, a shy smile gracing his lips, the way the colorful lights from the club reflected on him, the way he finally built the courage to walk to you- they were all living rent free in your mind. The marks he so delightfully left in your skin may have already faded, but you could still feel him. The way he was so shy when he approached you was so opposite to how he was when he was on stage. The way he laughed at your jokes was like music in your earsโฆ and the way he looked at you with interest and shyness both glinting in his eyes made you pull him by his clothes to kiss him. You squeezed your eyes shut, willing yourself to forget. You have to if you were going to work with the group.
โUntil when are you going to sulk, Jungkookie?โ Jin asked the youngest maknae, his voice both worried and with a hint of sermon. Ever since he woke up hours later without you and with no trace of you except the bracelet you left behind, he felt angry. That was almost a month ago and everyone in the group could feel the shift in his mood and it was affecting them.
Jungkook was someone who was often laidback, someone who didnโt want to feel negative emotions. However, everyone knew he hated when he was being ignored and what you were doing was the highest form of neglect he had ever felt in his life.
โUntil I see her again,โ he answered quietly, his eyes focused on the bracelet he was wearing. It was tight on his wrist, but he didnโt care. This bracelet was the only information he had on you.
โJungkook, you know we always give you everything you want. But we canโt give you her. Not when we donโt know anything about her except her first name,โ Namjoon explained gently, his patience endless when it came to the golden maknae. He could see how you were able to affect Jungkook. This was the first time they saw him be attracted to someone, really attracted to someone.
Because if he wasnโt, he wouldnโt lose sleep over you. He wouldnโt go home to his hyungs with tears in his eyes saying he lost you. He wouldnโt still look for you if you were meaningless.
โYouโll find her, Jungkook. Weโll help you, okay? But now, we need you to focus in this meeting.โ
The meeting ran long. It was both draining yet productive to the boys. After deciding to call it a day, Jungkook walked out of the room. His eyes were focused on his phone when he felt someone ran into him. His hand immediately went out to steady her.
The girl bowed down her head in apology, her hair covering her face as she refused to meet Jungkookโs doe eyes. He tilted his head, about to ask her if she was okay. His large hand was still touching her forearm when he caught her.
And he felt something he couldnโt name.
Your heart beat faster. It was just your luck to run into him when you thought you successfully evaded him the whole meeting. But there was no way he recognized you, right?
โHave..have we met before?โ He asked in confusion, his voice deep as he tried to peek at your face.
โN-no,โ you answered while shaking your head, your hair still carefully placed in front of you. Your eyes were now on his hand that was still touching you. Your eyes widened when you recognized that bracelet.
It was yours.
Why was he wearing that?
In your surprise, you looked up at his dark and beautiful eyes. And before he could even process anything, you were apologizing yet again and walking as fast as you could to the elevator without looking suspicious.
Jungkook turned his broad back on you, his brows furrowed as he tried to remember your features and where he saw you. It was merely a second, only full second that he got to see your face before you hid behind your hair again.
You really looked familiar.
You felt familiar.
Could you be-
โY/N! Enjoy your weekend!โ
You had just entered when your coworker saw you. She waved at you, unknowing about the chaos she created.
The elevator was closing when you looked up and saw Jungkook snapped his head to you. His eyes looked betrayed as recognition finally dawned on him.
It was you.
It was your name. With purpose, he ran to the elevator only for him to miss it by half a second. You slumped back to the wall. There was no way that he didnโt recognize you now, his face told you everything.
Fuck. He was fucking mad.
He was fuming mad. He probably thought that you took advantage of him, never minding that he was bigger and stronger than you.
But still, he was younger than you by almost two years. You closed your eyes, praying this was all a bad dream. But the elevator finally dinged, signaling the basement floor. You opened your eyes just as the elevator door opened, only to reveal a huffing Jungkook.
He was breathing hard after running down the flights of stairs. There was no way in hell you would escape him now, not when he finally found you.
His dark clothes made him looked more imposing, more dangerous. His booted feet entered the elevator slowly, sauntering to where you were practically glued to the wall.
โWhy are you running from me, noona?โ He asked with his head tilted to the side. His voice was soft, but he was anything but.
Jungkook was both happy, yet angry. Happy that he finally found you. Angry that you had once again ran away from him, something that you werenโt allowed to do anymore.
Not when he finally found you.
โJ-jungkook, that night was a mistake. Iโm sorry,โ you said with shaky voice, your hand stretched out in front of you to stop him from cornering you even further.
โNoona, how could you leave me alone?โ He asked you with a pout, his hand caressing your face. Fucking finally. Finally, he could touch you again. โYou promised me that you wouldnโt leave me.โ
What?
โIt wasnโt a mistakeโฆit was meant to be,โ he continued despite your grip on his thick wrist. You tried to stop him, but he was too determined and strong. His large body crowded you. He looked down at you with dark eyes, his eyebrow piercing glinting from the elevatorโs light.
โBut I forgive you. Weโll start again, noona.โ
You were attracted to him, really you were. But the way he was right now, the way he sounded almostโฆterrifying, woke you up from the dream you were in. Jungkook was no prince charming.
โI need you to step back, Jungkook,โ you said with a strong voice, pushing him away to no avail. โWe need to talk about this?โ
Jungkook chuckled darkly. โYou want to talk? Fine, weโll talk, noona.โ
And before you knew it, he leaned down and your body was thrown over his wide shoulder.
Who would hear your cry for help in the basement? Who would stop him?
โIs that her?โ Taehyung asked as he watched their maknae carried someone over his shoulder. He was finally smiling. No one knew this side of Jungkook. Behind his sweet smiles and personality, Jeon Jungkook was an obsessive man. No one knew, and unlucky you, you were about to experience first hand.
โIt seems like,โ Jimin answered before smiling.
No one could really control their maknae. What he wanted, he got.
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almonds, m | jjk
pairing(s):ย jungkook x reader
summary:ย You're having a really shitty day and it ends with Jeon Jungkook cumming on your ass. Oh, some stuff happens in the middle. You eat some almonds. Yeah.
warnings:ย rated M (18+) for language; acquaintances-to-lovers; mentions of fasting (restricted eating for the day); reader is the hot girl bro of her friend group (yup); so much TENSION; JK is def a shy mess and reader teases him just because he's cute; smut w/o penetration (fem reader, semi-public sex in a rented photo studio space, m-receiving oral, handjob, fingering, forearm kink, nipple play, m-masturbation, cum-eating, multiple orgasms, overstimulation); non-idol!BTS โ hobbyist photographer!Jungkook x model?reader
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โYou seem annoyed.โ
โJust had to tell someone I didnโt want to date them and then had to deal with a grown manโs hissy fit. Well, I guess that doesnโt make him grown, does it? Hmph. Anyway.โ
You threw your jacket aside with too much force and exasperation. It flew off the chair and shot into Jeon Jungkookโs legs.
Oops.
โUmโฆโ
โSorry,โ you muttered, hurrying over and yanking your black-and-scarlet leather bomber off the ground, dumping it firmly on the seat of the foldable chair. โSorry. It wasnโt that serious. It was simply unnecessary and a waste of time. I also hate being late. Sorry, again.โ
โN-No, I meanโฆ we donโt have to do this today. If itโs too much trouble for you.โ
You didnโt know Jeon Jungkook that well and yet here you were. You knew of him. He was friends with a lot of your friends, but both he and you were introverted and were the type to be in own your own worlds. There wasnโt much chance to interact with him and you didnโt think to. Also, your male friends got a little weird if other guys approached you too readily, even if they personally knew them. Some macho man shit or something. You didnโt know.
โItโs no trouble. Really.โ
You rubbed your forehead and placed your backpack on the table. Maybe you needed a snack. No, now was not the time. You hadnโt eaten at all today. Specifically, for this. You didnโt know Jungkook well, but you did know he was helping another of your friends who was a tattoo artist. He had a photography hobby and he had tattoos done by said friend, so they asked him to take some artsy shots for their tattoo and piercing studio. Your forward helix was done by the same guy on a drunk night (not that the customers were going to know thatโฆ also the piercer was the drunk one and you were the sober one, so, honestly, who was the problem), and so were your double helix piercings (sober day and you paid him like a responsible human being), all on your right ear. Since you didnโt have tattoos, you didnโt think you would be asked, but.
As your friend put it, โI donโt want to look at only dudes on my walls. Iโm sure my customers donโt either. I need at least one hot girl. Be a bro.โ
Okay, bro.
โI was only trying to buy some almonds and I got accosted by this guy I was talking to, then I had to stand there through this guyโs sobbing as the register was malfunctioning and it was all very annoying,โ you sighed, then put a pin in the (literal) sob story. It (he) was irrelevant anyway. โBut I am free of him.... hopefullyโฆ and Iโm sorry Iโm late. I didnโt expect that to happen today, hah, I simply wanted some fuckinโ almonds.โ
You had bowed with your apology. Upon finishing your last remark, you yanked the small packet of almonds out of your bag and slapped them on the black canvas accusingly as if they were the ones that caused you a lot of trouble. As if it was the almondsโ fault, not some dude that couldnโt take the hint and comprehend that you didnโt want a relationship with him.
Maybe you male friends getting a little weird were on the right track.
Also, maybe you should stop trying to sneak behind their backs and meeting guys through apps.
Sigh.
The silence lasted a few seconds.
Then.
A very tentative, โYou like nuts?โ
You suddenly remembered Jeon Jungkook was standing next to you. Oh, right. โAh, I heard models eat raw almonds on shoots to curb their hunger,โ you chuckled sheepishly, looking up at him and realizing, once again, that there was a lack of closeness preventing you from being too comfortable. He was taller than you and was gazing at you with big, round eyes and a curious expression. You cleared your throat before speaking again. โSince Iโm wearing a crop top, I didnโt want toโฆโ You trailed off, hoping he understood.
He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, mussing up his hair. โOh, yeah, Iโve been doing intermittent fasting so I wouldโฆโ
Then.
Your eyes connected with Jungkookโs and you both stopped talking.
It was only then that you fully processed the man in front of you.
He was wearing a ribbed white tank top that very much showed off his built frame. Whenever Jungkook happened to be at the friend gatherings, he was the type to always wear baggy shirts and loose pants. You had heard before that he worked out a lot, but you had never really thought about it because he preferred to be a fabric mountain in public. Understandable that he enjoyed being comfortable. But now you were taken aback by the close-fitted top and his tapered, straight-leg, dark blue jeans, complete with messy black hair falling over his forehead and grazing the nape of his neck. He typically wore beanies and baseball caps at the get-togethers, probably to avoid styling his hair. All that to say that you werenโt prepared for Jeon Jungkook to lookโฆ
Like a model.
Yeah.
He seemed to sense your visual analysis and started, placing his arms over his chest awkwardly as if that was going to block anything. His arms were muscular too. There were no tattoos on his left arm โ for now (you knew his type). His entire right arm was a sleeve of them. Deep black and vibrant color, lively tattoos that spread all the way up to his shoulder, ending with crowning petals resembling a floral mandala reaching almost to his collarbone. His hand even had a few small tattoos, the most notable being the sheepish emoji with the squiggly smile.
โOh, y-yeah, I t-thoughtโฆ erโฆโ
You didnโt interrupt.
You simply stared at him.
It was unnerving him and it was beginning to greatly amuse you.
โI mean, to take photos of my sleeve and stuffโฆ and youโre soโฆ uh.โ
You looked down at yourself. โYou said I should wear black and white if I could.โ Tight white cropped tank with a thicker, more rigid construction so you didnโt have to wear a bra. Exposed midriff and mid-rise black jeans with a slight flare to accommodate your high-heeled black ankle boots with silver buckles suggestively coffin-shaped.
Hey, you had to have some personality even in a bland outfit.
Jungkook was malfunctioning a little.
โYโฆ Yeahโฆโ
He also had two rings pierced on the right side of his lip now. He only had one when you saw him last. When had he gotten the second? Your eyes tracked the silver hoops interestedly as Jungkook gulped, revealing the little mole underneath his lips. He had another one on his nose, several on his right cheek, and one on his neck. Hmmmm.
โI was thinking the m-majority of the photos would be black and whiteโฆ and I would just take some shots of my arm in color later.,โ he was saying, backing away from you and into the rented studio space, to the white backdrop and bright lights. There was a camera tripod and monitors set up already. In the center of the white background was a rectangular white pedestal. Probably to sit on to aid with posing. Everything was going to be torso up it seemed.
You followed him, scanning the room. โOh, I should check my make-up, huh,โ you thought out loud.
Sudden heat.
โNo, I mean, itโs better if itโs natural, thereโs a littleโโ
You were still standing absolutely motionless as Jungkook brushed his thumb against your left cheek, leaving a trail of prickling skin and a hot sensation pouring down your spine. When did heโ? And what was with this earnest, concerned expression? Not quite making eye contact yet, but suddenly realizing what he had done as the silent seconds ticked by. His shaking irises slid towards you, immediately apologetic, but too embarrassed to speak.
Jaw completely slack, mouth open, completely frozen.
โI, um,โ you coughed, waving a hand loosely. โItโs a mole. Next to my lip.โ
It seemed, to the shock of neither party, that Jungkook had understood that way before you even said it out loud. Probably because he had attempted to wipe your moles away with his finger. Awkward. His thumb was still lingering by your ear.
โOโฆ Oh.โ
Yeah. Oh.
โI donโt really wear foundation,โ you tried to clarify. โOnly on special occasions.โ
Jungkookโs face was quite close to yours. He had to bend down a little to be eye-to-eye. He was really staring, similarly to how you were analyzing his body earlier. It wasnโt necessarily uncomfortable and you didnโt view it as invasive since you had partaken in the same act earlier.
It was justโฆ
Giving you a racing feeling throughout your veins.
โYour skin is so smooth and pretty already,โ he murmured in that deep, dreamy voice of his, almost inaudibly, like he hadnโt meant to say it.
The tops of your ears were abruptly on fire. You had to force the word out.
โTโฆ Thanks.โ
You were still clutching the packet of almonds as if they were life support.
The sharp crackle of the plastic cut through the silence. Jungkook jerked, pulling his hand back, and you let out a silent breath, surprised at the suspension of the unpredicted moment. Both looking away from each other, and you didnโt dare look back to check how he was doing because you were internally scolding yourself. It was only the current circumstances. The way the chips fell today was throwing you off your game. You werenโt being professional, not that this was an overly professional setting, but you expected yourself to be professional or at least not intimidate the shit out of someone you were about to work with.
Wouldnโt want weird vibes the entire time.
You wanted to say you were sorry again, but it seemed unnecessary and you would rather show your apologies with action. You shoved the packet of almonds in your pocket.
Damn almonds.
โSo, um, what would you like me to do? Iโm not a model, but I can follow instructions.โ
You forced yourself to face him and not make it weird. It wasnโt a shameful moment and there was no reason to act ashamed about it. At first, Jungkook didnโt move, big peepers and all, but you firmly walked over to the white background and stood there in front of the camera lens, seeing one of the monitors was facing you. You werenโt in focus. You backed up to the rectangular pedestal and now you were, skin glowing under the bright lights, looking inquisitive at the arrangement. Raised a hand. The image was flipped rather than mirrored. Ah, okay. You played with your reflection for a moment while Jungkook hurriedly went behind the camera and fiddled with the settings.
Neither of you said anything about theโฆ
Uh.
Tension.
You left the spot for a moment to hurry back to your backpack. Water, extra clothes in case an outfit change was needed, pocket hand sanitizer for the bus, another package of almonds. You fished out your makeup bag and felt around, taking out the two black hair clips inlaid with mother-of-pearl. Lotus flowers. After a moment of consideration, you unhooked your white gold hoop earrings on your lower lobe piercing and put on the pearl lotus flower earrings you had brought with you. They were tiered and dangled on thin silver chains, waterfalling against your neck. You placed your other earring set in a small black velvet pouch and pocketed them in your right jeans pocket, just in case Jungkook thought the dangling ones were too distracting. As a last thought, you plucked the hand sanitizer from your bag and squirted some on your hands, rubbing them together swiftly.
You had messed with your piercings, after all.
You hurried back, pulling your hair away from your right ear, peering at the monitor. Tucked your hair behind your show ear and placed the hair clips accordingly so all your ear piercings were on display.
โOh!โ
โI thought it would be good to show off a little,โ you mentioned absentmindedly, frowning as you noticed the chain connecting one of your helixes to your higher lobe piercing was tangled. You carefully pulled the strand of hair away and swept it back. Hadnโt thought of bringing hairspray, shit. Hopefullyโ
You froze, your hands framing your ear.
Looked up and Jungkook was gawking at your narcissistic use of the monitor.
โAh, itโs justโฆ thereโs no mirrorโฆโ Your eyes shifted, rueful in your vanity. โI could go to the bathroom andโฆโ
โN-No, itโs totally fine,โ he sputtered. You sensed movement and looked back to see him waving his arms frantically. โI didnโt even think of any of these things, like accessories and hair and stuffโฆ I was kind of hoping that you already knew what you likedโฆ and stuffโฆโ
Even though you werenโt originally close with Jungkook, there were parts of your personality that you just couldnโt hold back.
Like teasing.
โYou said and stuff twice,โ you snickered.
Immediately, Jungkook gave you this look of puffed cheeks and indignation. โHey!โ Then he seemed to realize his childlike outburst and flushed, shaking his head quickly. โArghโฆโ
You laughed, dropping your hands and relaxing your shoulders. Better to move along with this newfound tension than the previous one. You straightened and turned your body, right side with all your piercings facing the camera, the ornate earrings catching the light.
โCome on. Letโs start.โ
You had thought it would be weird, modeling like this, but it was much easier since you werenโt supposed to look at the camera. With a purpose and your willingness to continue, Jungkook instructed you to tilt your head and move your body. It was quick considering it was primarily your right profile. He asked for movement of your hair and head so there was some life to the photos rather than just the stills. Once you sat on the pedestal and moved your head, he brought the camera tripod closer and stepped around it, holding the small remote in his left hand.
โI did a few solo shots before you arrived,โ he was saying, concentrated on the task at hand. โJust to test lighting and stuff. Do you want to review? Or should we move on?โ
โDo you like at least one of them?โ you chuckled, turning your head back.
Jungkook was bent over the table, bringing the wireless mouse over so he could change the window and scroll through what was taken. You had a brief moment of looking at his shoulder blades and back muscles before ripping your gaze away, seeing your own face in a filter of black and white. Oh. It hadnโt really sunk in that this was photography until this moment. You almost didnโt recognize yourself.
Was that you?
Whoa.
โThis one is good. And this one.โ
Lips. Jawline. Lowered lashes. Hair curling along the other shoulder, creating that kind of wild devil-may-care fantasy. The choice of mother-of-pearl shone even in the black-and-white. For some reason you had thought of your role in this as quite small โ Jungkook was the tattooed one, after all โ but there was a mood created here. Calm yet definitive. On the edge of rebellious.
Maybe you had been chosen for more than just being the bro hot girl.
Hm.
โDo you think we need more?โ you asked, not knowing the answer.
Jungkook chewed on the left side of his lower lip, puffing his cheek cutely. A thinking face. โI donโt think so? Thereโs going to be mostly drawn art and finished tattoo photos on the walls. As far as I know, our full-body pictures are going to be blown up but used very sparingly. Weโre just there to be pretty.โ
You didnโt miss a beat. โSo, you think youโre pretty.โ
You saw his shoulders flinch. โT-T-Thatโs just what I was told,โ he stammered, tongue-tied.
โItโs okay, I think youโre pretty,โ you casually interrupted. โThen this is probably enough. How do you want to pose for the couple photos?โ
โC-C-Couple?โ
You took a second to stare at yourself for another moment and turned your head, lifting your gaze. Not trying to make it weird. Round, dark brown eyes with curls of black hair over his brows. Lips parted and quickly shutting as you made eye contact. Someone was silently telling themselves to get a grip.
Well.
You were about to get close.
โUmโฆโ
It was already weird just standing in the frame with him. Deep breath. It would be no good to stand here like self-made scarecrows. Come on. It wasnโt like you would be forced to interact with him every day after this. Plus, you already started with a bad impression. The sooner you finished, the sooner you would be able to go home and treat this like any other day.
Right?
โWhat aboutโฆโ
You backed up. Jungkook squeaked but you ignored it, taking his right arm and placing his hand on your left shoulder so it crossed over your body and he held you against his torso. Again, you didnโt have to look at him or the camera. You only took a moment to adjust his forearm and not think about how solid it was before turning your head to the left and pulling back your shoulders to lift your chest.
Your ass touched the front of his pants.
Ahem.
You tapped his thigh impatiently.
โAh, r-rightโฆโ
You tried not to think about how deep his voice was or how you could feel his chest vibrate from the tops of your shoulder blades against his pecs. Nope. You heard the sound of the camera and tilted your head again, raising your chin, and did not think about how nice he smelled. Like fresh laundry detergent but not overpowering. You swept your hair back so your collarbones were bare, putting your hair between him and you.
Jungkook angled his body so he wasnโt chest-to-back anymore.
Oh.
Then you attempted not to stiffen as his arm slid across so that his elbow was above your breasts, no, pressed against them, the grip on your shoulder tightening and suddenly his bicep and forearm were pushing your tits together through your crop top.
Um.
The right side of his body pressed against your back and you felt his breath against the crown of your head, his chin resting on you, um, but still you didnโt say anything, his leg shifting forward and now his thigh was pressed to your ass and the back of your leg, UM?!, and Jungkook exhaled, slow and with a shudder.
You did not interrupt.
Stood shock still.
It didnโt so much bother you as it confirmed some things.
โAh, s-sorry, I should have asโโ
โItโs fine,โ you replied automatically, not wanting to get into it, glancing at the monitor. The preview was small but even at this distance it was effective. Worth it. โDo whatever you think would give a good result. We have to try things,โ you muttered, untangling yourself a little. โLetโsโฆโ
Fuck it.
You turned around.
For a brief glimpse, you spotted Jungkookโs shocked expression, but you avoided it, planting your hands on his waist. No, that wouldnโt do. Your arms felt like they were in the way. You slid them back, over his sides and up, fanning your fingers out. Centimeters between your body and his. His right arm was now along your back, but only loosely, and with his musculature it wasnโt laying quite right if you kept this current distance between each other. You could tell from the way his upper arm was positioned against your shoulder.
You pressed to him.
Chest to chest.
Angled your head so your cheek faced his face and your eyes fixated to the side, not looking at him. But you could feel him. Feel the shallowing of his breath against your cheekbone. Feel the solidness of his body in your arms. Feel his shoulder muscles under your fingertips tense. Like you were really hugging him, except you werenโt.
Not really.
Right.
โPut your arm around me,โ you said softly but firmly.
โT-Thisโฆ?โ
โWith your thumb in my right back belt loop.โ
You felt Jungkookโs entire body stiffen.
โE-Ehโฆ?!โ
Your eyes darted to the side and you glared at him from your peripheral vision, seeing beautiful expressive eyes far too close but never mind that. โCome on. Itโs a tattoo and piercing shop. Provocative, remember?โ You looked away again, to your right. Steeled your voice and sharpened it. You could feel the damn almonds in your left jeans front pocket. You should have put them in your bag.
For fuckโs sake.
โDo it.โ
You had asked him to do it but you still werenโt prepared for his fingertips to brush the top of your ass and his palm rest against your hip. You lifted your pelvis away from him, pressing more into his torso, involuntarily closing your eyes. Too weird to stare out wide-eyed anyway.
โJust tell me when youโve taken it.โ
Seconds that felt like hours.
You could tell he was taking the photos. You felt his arm shift. Tilt. Another. His hand moved up and you managed not to shiver. Nudging your head with his nose. You followed the movement obediently. You werenโt going to make this any weirder than it already was. His touch barely on your hot skin. Held your breath.
โOโฆ Okay.โ
You moved back and you felt Jungkook also release a tense exhale. He didnโt back away from you though. You tried to think of another pose. Maybe if you just laid your hand on his shoulder as if you were about to walk past him and.
Wait.
You jerked back as Jungkook crossed his arms over his chest and yanked his white tank top up and over his head. Arms flexed, tan skin and inked patterns. You bit back the surprised sound that threatened to escape, looking away quickly and snapping your jaw tight.
โWhaโWhat are you doing?โ you forced out as evenly as you could, snapping your head as Jungkook flung the article of clothing aside like it was goddamn litter. Um, hello? You gawked after it as it skidded across the floor, missing the table just so.
โShit, I missedโโ
You whipped your head back and Jungkook froze, as if he only now noticed you were real human being and not a prop. Now you were aimlessly standing there with a shirtless Jeon Jungkook that you had been getting closer to, but wasnโt this too close, he was too fit and attractive toโฆ
To?
Oh, fuck.
You really hoped he hadnโt noticed your glance at his hard dark nipples and toned abs. It wasnโt exactly something you could ignore. You werenโt curious. Really. His pecs were right in front of your face. Still, you didnโt want to be seen as disrespectful or creepy.
Your jaw was slack.
On cue, an inappropriate thought popped into your head.
And you said it, because, well, you never missed an opportunity to tease.
โThis is exactly how all porno vids start, Jungkook.โ
Oh, come on. Not that casual tone. And why did you add his name with familiarity like that? That was so unnecessary. Now he was turning fifty shades of red. Great. None of that helped. Of course not. And you chose the crass term over adult films. Maybe you were too much of a bro. You cleared your throat and looked away, trying to break the tension with a soft chuckle.
And, of course, you both spoke at once.
โAh, why did youโฆ?โ
โI mean, you said provocative, so,โ Jungkook blurted out way too fast. โI had fasted because I thought it would be good to take off myโฆ uhโฆโ And now you witnessed the processing of that idea in real time. Hm, taking off your shirt for a photoshoot? Great idea. Taking it off in front of a woman you only kind of knew? Er. And in front of a woman that heโฆ
You looked at him.
Jungkook immediately shut up.
You could see he was mildly regretting yeeting his tank top so far.
This couldnโt end if you didnโt get a grip. So, you got a grip and stepped up, half of your body covering his chest, your left side to his left side. You saw him stiffen, but you ignored it, looking straight ahead to the white paper backdrop behind him. Told yourself to breathe. Then you turned your head and you were staring at Jungkookโs left ear. He had three earrings on this side, but they were plainer compared to the five thicker huggies on his left. He stood shock-still, unsure of what to do even though this was his idea.
โTurn your arm so it shows the tiger lily.โ
His head jerked and suddenly Jungkook was looking back at you.
You were so close that you could see his moles clearly, especially the one underneath his soft parted lips.
โYouโฆ You noticed the tiger lily?โ
It was on the inside of his forearm. You had seen the vibrant orange under your lashes and immediately recognized the distinctive shape. You stared into those chocolate irises, barely moving your lips.
โYou like them?โ you whispered.
Your breath and his breath, mixing.
โItโsโฆ Itโs my birth flowerโฆโ Jungkook mumbled, dream-like.
He was both a striking and adorable man.
You smiled.
Not breaking eye contact.
โTake the photo.โ
A second of hesitation.
โAh, r-right.โ
But Jungkok didnโt look away.
You felt his left hand by the bulge in your jeans pocket. Those damn almonds. Felt him press the button and wondered why the fuck you were still carrying deez nuts, but those thoughts came and went, not dawdling because you were under Jungkookโs gaze. Not overbearing, not trying to feel you out, but, rather, relaxing as you watched him, curious. That was the word.
Curious.
You leaned in closer, pressing your hip to his.
These goddamn almonds.
Placed your fingertips on his collarbone, casting shadows over his neck and jaw.
His chin tilted down, and now your lashes were lowering and so were his. Heavy with a mood. Acting. Just acting, you reminded yourself. Your brow barely touched his. Nearly nose-to-nose. You felt his hand shift a little, but at this point that was his job to press the button and your job to pretend like this chemistry was natural. His scent really was lovely. His sheets must smell just like him. Must be nice to lay in them and wake up with him beside you.
You whispered into the still air between you and him.
โI donโt really like this side of my face,โ you murmured.
Those dark eyes flickered to yours.
โLooks good to me,โ Jungkook said delicately.
Your fingertips slipped over the curve of his muscle.
He gasped under you and he tried to hide it, letting his eyelids slide shut. He couldnโt see you now. Couldnโt see you tilt your head just a little more. The faintest movement. His hair brushed against your forehead and temples. The distance between your lips and his was so narrow that you could feel the metal of the silver rings as you spoke once more.
โYou canโt hide from me just because you close your eyes.โ
A moment of closed lids.
Then.
Those brown irises rising beneath coy lashes.
A second.
You took a step back, mid-smile.
Jungkookโs right hand shot out and gripped your waist, pulling you back.
It happened all at once. The wispy exhale leaving your lungs. The warmth of his touch and strength of his tug making you collide with his body. Your hand stopping yourself, pressed against his sternum, molding to the curves. Your face suddenly centimeters from his, a soft gasp falling from your lips, and those round brown eyes went wide as if he only now realized that actions have consequences, as if this wasnโt the expected result, as if his bold move wouldnโt be met by a bolder one.
The movement had been so fast that strands of his black hair were still falling back onto his forehead.
You angled your head and kissed him.
Not the quick flitting peck that toyed with emotions but the press-to-heart, inhale-and-caress kiss, your hand sliding down, the pad of your middle finger stopping on his nipple. Not moving it, but he shivered against your touch, muffled whine under your lips, and your other hand grazed his hip, fingers dancing along the waistband of his jeans. No hesitation. Mature and sensual, his hair against your temples, yours whisking over his arm, your crotch to his hip.
You moved your left thigh forward.
Jungkook yelped into your mouth and drew back, his cheeks flushing pink.
Your hand slid across his bare back and pulled him back against you. You and him now entangled in a ying-yang embrace, no one able to escape. Traced a circle around his hard nipple and you could feel the trembling against your chest, hear the sharp inhale, watch him bite back a whimper. Your lips and breath followed his jaw as you spoke.
โNow, where do you think youโre going?โ
His hand on your waist tightened.
You raised an eyebrow to his stunned expression that seemed more like a cover-up than it was honest. Not a cover-up for ill intentions, no. He was trying to hide something else. Excitement. Ah, that wasnโt it either. You stared into those expressive eyes. Read him like a book. He wasโฆ
You smiled.
Pressed your thigh against the hard bulge between his legs.
Jeon Jungkook was horny.
โIโฆโ He completely paused with his mouth open. You waited, dancing your nails over his spine. โI wasโฆ I was going toโฆโ His face was getting redder. He was still clutching you, his expression telling you that he couldnโt believe that you had taken that last moment from him. You ticked your head.
Challengingly.
โGo on then. Kiss me like you mean it.โ
You wouldnโt have held it against him if he didnโt. Wouldnโt have been salty about it. You could be wrong, after all. Could be, but werenโt, because Jungkookโs brows furrowed, a spark of annoyance flaring through his expression. Flint to flame. You tilted your head back. Making him reach for it.
A sliding clatter.
Your head whipped to follow the sound. The small camera remote shot behind your bodies, hitting the backdrop, stark black against white, and then you felt strong fingers slide into your hair, turning you back to a playful smirk adorned with two silver lip rings.
Jungkook kissed you.
A little bit of desperation, a lot of defiance, and the electric taste of uncertainty, the fear of coming on too strong, but you did him one better, rolling your body into his and pressing back to him. Breathing in his scent, running your fingertips over his skin. Hooking two fingers on his belt loop and pulling him closer even though he couldnโt be any physically closer. It wasnโt enough. The tip of your tongue flitting between his lips, gently asking for more.
His sweet gasp addictive, saturated with the wind of the butterflies in his heart.
You ran your thumb along the top of the waistband, stroking his hot skin, and slipped your tongue into his mouth. His tongue brushed up against yours, sending a delicious wave of shivers through your chest, and you exhaled into his throat, low and slow, tasting him, savoring his quivering whimper, trapped in the heat under bright lights and electric tension. His left hand cupped your head, deepening the kiss, more, another, tongue against tongue, body against body, pulse beating in harmony.
You broke the kiss, but only to breathe and cross your arms.
Pulled up, inside out, stripping off your top and casting it out of the way, your hands already taking Jungkookโs wrists before it hit the ground. He stared down, wide-eyed, sputtering, and you pressed his palms to your sides, shivering at the contact of another. Guided him up, up, gliding your fingers over his and closing them around your breasts.
Jungkook gawked at you, jaw completely slack.
You smirked. โWanna take a photo like this?โ
His eyes narrowed. A touch possessive. It made your smirk grow.
โFuck no.โ
Your chuckle was cut off by another one of his kisses, respectively hard and soft from his piercings and his lips, insistent and heated. His hands squeezing, and you sighed approvingly, letting go so he could explore, running his fingers over your hard nipples. Moaning with you, kiss after kiss, breaking the chain to look down and awe at the way his hands framed your breasts, following the curve, pushing your large nipples with his index fingers, and he groaned, his eyes hazy, kissing you again, harder, hips to hips, that hard bulge fitting between the space of your thighs. Rolling his body into yours, chasing your lips despite you not moving away. Pleas hidden in his thin breath. You hooked a leg around his thigh and you saw his eyelashes flutter, moaning into your mouth, needy and wanting.
โWhatโs wrong?โ you purred.
Grinded against him, lightly thrusting, way past suggestion at this point, stings of pleasure racing through you as his fingers flicked at your nipples, those brown irises glassy and unfocused, struggling to get his bearings.
โO-Ohโฆ fuckโฆโ
You fanned your fingers over his sides, sliding down his shapely back, your touch slipping under the top of his jeans.
โDonโt you wish?โ
A shadow of confusion, but you simply rocked his hips into yours, digging your nails into the top of his ass and making him gasp, pressing up against you. Your lips hovering over that trembling mole under his lips, placing a single chaste kiss on his skin.
Airy chuckle.
โI didnโt plan to fuck you, so I didnโt bring protection or anything,โ you explained, bouncing your breasts into his muscular chest. โIโm sorry but I canโt take that risk just because youโre cute and I like the way you taste.โ
His defeated whine was too delicious to resist.
โBut.โ
You wanted to feel this heat a little more. Stare into those eyes a little longer. Too fast, other people would say. Fuck off, you would say. Those large brown eyes, that dreamy curious expression, that racing feeling from two electric hearts entangled with lustful friction down below, and you couldnโt ignore it any longer.
โI have some ideas of things we can do.โ
You led him back, making him lean against the rectangular pedestal.
โPoses, if you will.โ
The way Jungkook smiled make the world sparkle with mirth.
โYou cool with that?โ you asked, not wanting to continue if there was no desire. His erection threatened to rip his damn jeans, and yet you wanted to hear him say it. Took his hands from your chest and placed them behind him, helping him catch the corners so he didnโt topple over. Placed your hands over his, stroking his knuckles. You lifted your head and Jungkook caught your gaze.
Biting the side of his lower lip and wiggling his eyebrows playfully.
โIโm cool with you.โ
Couldnโt help but smirk, leaning in. Lips and tongue and the slow fuck of his soft mouth, devouring his whines as you traced his body lines. His thighs. His sides. Down the center of his chest, your fingertips grazing, your lips leaving his and feathering down his neck. The tremble of his pecs now under your kisses, even the raging beat of his heart, his shallow breath skipping as your tongue tasted him, intoxicated by his scent and the way his body followed your every touch, wordlessly begging for more.
His moan was low and throaty, tapering to a whimper as you unbuttoned his jeans.
Unzipped them, breathing hot over his clothed section, pressing your lips to the strained fabric.
โP-Pleaseโฆโ
Even here, he smelled intentionally clean. Pure. Physically, anyway. Mentally, you doubted it, mostly because Jungkook was practically humping your face in impatience as you wiggled the top of his jeans down his tense thighs.
โPleaseโฆ anything you wantโฆ please, please, do itโฆโ
You pushed his black boxer briefs down.
Washing a burning hot exhale over taut skin and straining veins, making sure to look up at him to see Jungkook checking to see if you were satisfied with what you discovered, then immediately turning red when you caught him, tucking his chin against his shoulder to avoid your gaze. Black hair falling over his eyes. Biting his lip hard, trying to keep his cool.
You licked the dark red head expectantly.
His hips bucked. Gasp torn from his lips. The strong taste spread over your tongue, pre-cum and lust, and you cocked an eyebrow as Jungkook carefully ticked his head back, looking down at you from his peripheral vision, the left side of his lower lip caught between his teeth. He was a sizeable length and girth. Nothing you couldnโt handle and dismantle.
You closed your lips around the swollen head and teased the slit.
โNrghโฆhahโฆโ
Tongue swirling, taking him deeper. Slow, wet, running wet muscle up and down from tip to base, rubbing that thin skin just under the head with persistent pressure and then all the way down to flick out against his balls. Hard then soft. Fuck. That prickling sensation sliding down your back was not a good sign. Molding your tongue to his cock, taking him deep, digging your own grave in the way that everyone hoped for when touching someone for the first time.
The taste, the scent, the lust.
The earnestness of him trying to hold himself back, wanting to succumb to your tight mouth and persistent desire rather than heedlessly chase his own pleasure. Trusting you and trusting that you could get him there.
Fuck.
You wanted to hiss, have some common sense, but your mouth was full of his dick so that wasnโt happening.
โYouโre so hot, oh, fuckโฆ fuckโฆโ
Glanced up and saw Jungkook was staring down at you, your face, your tits, your knees planted down firmly. Your hands were on his thighs, keeping him steady as you took him in your mouth, deep to hit your throat and squeeze around the head, up across the roof of your mouth with your tongue rubbing against the underside, your lips catching at the base of the tip and brushing against the throbbing skin, his moan hitching, so sexy, so dreamy, so sublime in its rawness, unfiltered and untainted by expectation.
Well.
You hadnโt expected to suck off Jeon Jungkook in the middle of the photoshoot either.
Life finds a way.
There wasnโt room or time to laugh at your inappropriate thoughts so you went back to focusing on keeping that pressure, that building pace, pulling your shoulders back and driving them forward to diffuse the impact of the force you were exerting. Close, hearing it in his rough voice. Seeing his head tilting back, black hair and tan skin glimmering with sweat. His toned chest flexed, his shoulders strained, and suddenly you realized that it was your name in that needy, desperate tone. Your name falling out of shaking lips, followed by so good, fuck, youโre so good. Your name melting into his moan, filling his lungs, each breath drenched with potent, carnal desire. You were used to that.
What you werenโt used to was this sudden unbearable craving to hear Jungkook say it again.
And again.
Him, specifically.
Fuck.
He came with a groan, his head falling so far back that you could barely see his face, his hips thrusting up and your lips closing in. Thick spurts, messy spasms, squishing saliva and cum into the back of your throat. Strong and surprisingly delicious. An obvious tingle dispersing up the insides of your spread thighs, the pulse of his shuddering length mirroring your lower body.
Want me more.
Licking all around, swallowing, gripping his shaking hips so he couldnโt escape you, encouraged by his delicate but still compliant whimpers. There was an undertone here. How long? How long had he felt these sparks? How long had he dreamed for them to become fire? Was it after your bodies had touched or after you walked in and took off your jacket?
Before that?
You pulled back, your tongue lingering, swirling around his stiff, twitching length.
Those glassy brown eyes would tell you anything right now.
โI donโt want to stop here,โ you murmured, staring into the windows of his soul.
โPlease, d-donโtโฆโ Breathless, panting, erotic. โIโโ
Your fingers wrapped around his girth and pumped him.
โA-Ah!โ
Calmly leaned in and curled your tongue around his balls, scooping them into your mouth, all while twisting your hand. Base to tip, creating a tight seal with the residual saliva. He wasnโt prepared. You could visibly watch the ecstasy ripple up from his core to his shocked expression, his eyes rolling back and his head falling, flushed lips quivering, hardly breathing as you held both with his balls with your lips and danced your tongue over them. Rapid strokes. Wet slick. Switching from one and then the other, humming to provide a strumming vibration. Changing the direction of your tongue and the pressure of your lips before switching again, from left to right, all the while keeping a firm, steady pace on his cock.
โOh, s-shit, what, a-aaahโฆ Your m-mouth is insane, whaโฆ?โ
Chasing a feeling.
His high and maybe it could be your pride, your ego, whatever. Sin. The immense satisfaction of watching someone unravel. Jungkook made it beautiful, surreal with his deep but clear voice, dreamy with his hard body lines and soft trembling against you, trying so hard to be so good and not disturb your hard work so he could get the most out of it.
So he could savor your desire for him.
So he could bask in it.
So he could want it more.
โI-I, ah, Iโm gonna cum again, please, please, please let me cum in your mouth, pleโโ
The fuck was Jeon Jungkook so stupid hot for?
The slight irritation must have shown on your face and it did nothing to stop him, his head snapping back and suddenly he was burning under your gaze. You popped your mouth off and left a trail of spit down his legs, sliding your tongue out to hover under the dark purple-red head of his throbbing cock, pushing him to the edge, hard, fast, racing, Iโm so close, youโre so sexy, oh, fuck, that racing prickling down your spine and a heady haze invading all your thoughts, the kind of haze that made you forget common sense, forget the earlier events of the day, and forget even the previous apprehension of being so close to someone you didnโt know too well.
Now you knew a lot.
Heh.
He could see it and you could feel it, the warm streak streaming across your tongue, another splattering before you pressed the flinching head to your mouth, hearing his ragged moan and hiking whimpers, oversensitive and overstimulated and willfully drowning in it, feels so fucking good, your lips are so soft, a-ah, swallowing and grazing your lips over him, faint but so wet, sucking off your saliva and replacing the wetness with kisses, making his body twist and writhe, unable to take it all but wanting to, needing to so damn bad that he thrust into your face, smearing your cheek with leaking cum and spit.
Jungkook moaned so fucking loud that you swore security was about to walk into the rented studio space and catch you pinning him down.
โHey, hey,โ you chided, crawling back up his body, gripping his shoulders. โDonโt lose your mindโโ
His lips collided with yours and silenced your words, lip piercings electrifying the contact, kissing you again and again, surely tasting himself but you had no time to warn or complain, suddenly feeling hurried hands fumbling with your jeans, slipping, stumbling, too much haste and too much lust, mumbling against your lips.
โStop me, stop me if you donโt want it,โ he was saying and there was no need, but you appreciated him saying it all the same, fighting with his grasp to undo the fastenings yourself, and then his fingertips found your hot skin. You sucked in a tight breath. Jeans heavy enough to fall down your thighs, and then two fingers hooking on each side of your barely-there, bikini-cut black panties, a second and then gone, now shivering at the rush of cool air on your damp heat.
The moment before he touched you.
Your gaze caught his under lashes, and his eyes shifted back up to you, his lips brushing against yours.
โI donโt think Iโve ever wanted someone this fast and this bad,โ he gasped.
Honestly, you couldnโt really think about anyone else but Jeon Jungkook right now.
โMe neither.โ
You grabbed his right hand and shoved two of his fingers into your pussy.
Middle and ring finger, gasping at the full feeling and the slick ease, pushing him up to his knuckles right away. The response was immediate. His eyes widening, your inner walls closing in around them, your juices dripping onto the silver ring on his index finger, hoping he was okay with that. Thankfully, it was a plain band so there wasnโt much irritating friction when you began to roll your hips into his hand. He thrust upwards, shooting a wave of pleasure through you, and you snapped your head up, exhale laced with the sting of hunger.
โS-Sorry, I got excitโโ
You grabbed his head and shut him up, driving his fingers into you to indicate the deep and intense pace you desired before diving into his lips, catching his tongue and sucking on it. You had expected him to be strong and he did not disappoint. It was a rough ride and you rode it with ease, with wild greed, with commitment of your full body, hips and back and teasing his tongue, one hand tangled in his hair and the other gripping his hard forearm just in case you needed to tell him to adjust or stop.
His muscle was like iron.
You glanced down, seeing ink shadowed by your vicious grip. He must work out. Had to with this amount of control and how hard he was flexing right now. Looked back up and Jungkook was watching you, curious of your attention shift, and then you felt his forearm pulse.
Teasing you.
A flash of mischief in those dark brown orbs.
You narrowed your eyes and nipped at his lower lip.
Still felt him smirk though.
Punk.
But there was no time, inhaling sharply as you came in violent pulses, your pussy molding around his fingers and squeezing tightly. Your slick juices sticking to the inside of your thighs despite his hand being there, your skin tingling hot even with the aggressive air conditioning, your lips pressing into his. Shuddering, eyes closing, heartbeat pounding in your throat, alive.
Fuck.
โFโฆ Fuckโฆโ
Jungkook didnโt scold you about your unladylike language, at least.
โCan Iโฆ?โ
He asked you something but the afterglow was leaving you lust-drunk, simply agreeing and turning around. His wet fingers trailed over your hip, your thigh, and then back to where they had been between your legs. His other hand on your lower abdomen, pressing your ass back and you finally understood, half-smiling when you felt his semi-hard cock sliding between the dip in your ass. His whimpering gasp, letting go of your torso to adjust himself behind you. Now the wet head was tucked in the space just under your tailbone. An obscene scene, his two fingers sliding back into your pussy, ah, so full, and his hand returned to your chest, pinching your nipples. His forehead hit your shoulder, forcing you to arch your back.
His moan heated your shoulder blades, desperation pitching as he rolled his hips into your ass.
โF-Feels so good, your skin is so softโโ
You reached back and pushed the sides of your ass together, creating a deeper channel.
โA-Ah, oh, fuck, fuuuuuuuckโฆโ
You were about to say something but then you realized the camera was still on.
The remote was meters away so no photos were being taken. The monitor was still on though, and you could clearly see yourself with Jungkookโs left hand all over your breasts, your hard nipples pinched and tugged at, his tattooed forearm over your lower belly and crotch while you held your ass in position for his hardening cock to rut behind you.
Your hair was a gotten mess, leaving your face in tangled shadow.
The top of his black hair was balanced on your shoulder.
His forehead was pretty damn sweaty but you didnโt even care.
His hand between your legs slipping, the two fingers now atop your swollen clit, rubbing softly, harder, your voice hoarse with exertion, and he did exactly as you asked, building up the pace, your nipples stiffening even more at his actions and causing sparks to dance in your blood, your breath shallowing, falling into it, letting go, your hair tumbling back onto his shoulder and closing your eyes, diving into the pleasure, wave after wave, feeling him harden against you, his strong thighs behind yours, somehow holding you up through sheer willpower.
You gasped his name, delicate and breathless, and Jungkook moaned behind you.
Slick becoming slicker, the scent of sweet-sour lust saturating the air, sticking to the insides of your thighs.
Should have brought a damn condom.
His hand left your tingling chest and you felt the head of his cock throb, smearing even more pre-cum between your ass. The aftershocks of orgasm stung through you, leaving you faint and woozy. He kept rubbing against your skin, rock-hard, whimpering, mumbling under his ragged breath.
It took you a moment to realize he was talking to you.
โCan Iโฆ Can I cum on your ass? Please? Please, Iโฆโ
Was it possible to fall in love with someone for being an insatiable horndog?
You had to laugh. It sounded more like an airless wheeze. Nice. If that didnโt lock him down, you next words had to be the ticket.
โAre you a freak?โ
You turned around to face him and Jungkook shrugged, chewing on his lower lip.
โI am now?โ he admitted in uncertain question.
You grinned. โLucky you, โcause so am I.โ
Then you pointed to the active monitor to remind him that the camera was, in fact, still on, enjoying every second of his face turning shades of deeper and deeper pink with his hand still around his hard dick. He had such adorable wide-eyed shock. You yanked him up, both of you still entangled with your pants down your shins, and yet it was just a fun obstacle at the time (although much later you would wonder why you hadnโt simply kicked them off). Shuffled to switch places, balancing your lower abdomen and crotch on the top of the rectangular pedestal, bending over with your ass in the air.
This was probably the best action this studio was getting in its entire existence.
Blessed, truly.
You turned your head to make sure you were in frame, not putting much pressure but just enough to not fall over, arching your back to have your breasts look their best, exposing their full perky shape, reaching back to spread your pussy lips for Jungkook to look at as he jacked off.
You were, as they say, a generous sex goddess.
โW-Woah!โ
You smirked as his attention was completely diverted from the equipment, forgetting to be embarrassed, his jaw dropping as you flexed your opening, letting out a shaky breath as you heard the wetness echo in the silence. Tightening your core, releasing, and you could see his grip tense, moving, his lashes lowering. The pleasure was palpable from the heavy scent of sex to the sound of hand on taut skin. Jungkook was standing slightly beside your legs, every so often grazing the dripping, tender head to the top of your ass, moaning wantonly at the contact. You could clearly see the rapid movement of his arm, could sense the speed and power and desperation, fiercely chasing orgasm with his eyes roaming over your back, ass, pussy, back up to the monitor to stare at your obviously hard nipples, and if someone walked in right now you would most certainly snarl at them to wait for Jungkook to finish.
They would probably be too shell-shocked at this literal porno-vid-to-real-life to even say anything but never mind that.
You stiffened reflexively as you felt his searching fingers glide over your slit. Checked and his eyes were rolling back, groaning as he felt your muscle control, mumbling something about wanting to put his cock in your pussy so bad, not right now, I canโt, I canโt, I w-wouldnโt last, a-ah, I have to be good for you, shivers racing through your body at the suggestion, a craving created, and you gave in, sighing dreamily, his finger circling your sensitive clit, the pulse thudding under his touch, and you moaned for him, asking for it.
Which was how you ended up orgasming again with Jungkook stroking your clit and shooting out a stream of hot cum over your ass, pitching forward and smearing it up your back.
Dripping all over you.
โD-Donโt stopโฆโ you gasped out.
Not shying away from the overwhelm and instead aching for it.
His fingers pumped in and out of your wet tightness, your walls spasming at the extended pleasure, barely registering him lifting himself up so he didnโt crush you into the pedestal, rocking your hips back so he struck deeper, harder, and then you yelped, hazy vision clearing suddenly at the feeling of hot tongue to your back.
The surprise made you freeze as you spotted Jungkook in the monitor.
His dark eyes followed yours as he licked his cum off your ass, devious mouth trailing kisses.
Well.
Shit.
An intense high bolted through you and you gasped, knees buckling, pussy clenching around his fingers and throwing your head back, drawn-out moan bursting out of your lungs, clutching the corners for balance and perhaps just to orient to reality, the impossibility and sinfulness of the situation blossoming into a vicious orgasm that crawled up your legs, your arms, chewing throughout your lungs, mounting pleasure as Jungkook pulled a finger out to press against your clit.
He must have felt it.
His warm moan heating your lower back, the delicate pad of his fingertip sensing the brutality of the throbs ransacking you. Even you were witness, the camera monitor revealing everything, seeing the tendons of your neck pop and your collarbones prominent. Lashes low, pink tongue sliding out of your flushed lips, the memory of his unique kiss lingering and making you dream of him already.
You had run out of witty things to say.
Thoughts in general currently obsolete.
โH-Hahโฆโ
Your hands slid down, still shaking from the fallout of the afterglow.
โL-Let meโฆ Let me go to the bathroom and get you something to c-clean up,โ Jungkook panted, attempting to get to his feet very unsteadily. You made a noise of agreement, breathing hard although not very loudly, pushing your hair back. It was doomed. You were hunched over and the tousled wave simply fell back, but you let it be because at the moment post-nut clarity was setting in.
Bro.
You just fucked Jeon Jungkook in the middle of the photoshoot.
Pushing off, standing on legs that had the structural integrity of soft tofu, wondering why you also had brains of soft tofu as well. For fuckโs sake. What happened to getting a grip? You yanked at your jeans, not quite pulling them all the way up yet. How old were you now? Surely true adults arenโt this deranged. Surely over the years you would have learned to not fuck a guy you barely knew. And completely sober!
Your stomach growled.
The hunger was not only sexual, it seemed.
Your hand hit the left pocket of your jeans. The crunch of plastic. You frowned, reaching in and pulling out a small package of almonds. You stared at it. Wow. Seriously. The mascot on the almonds looked way too jovial for how disheveled you were right now. You stomach clawed at your insides upon seeing the food.
Fuck it.
Jungkook came back to you holding the handful of almonds and chomping away.
The plastic was on the ground. Actual litter. You would pick it up later. Eat first. He was still shirtless. You wondered if he ran into anyone. You found that you didnโt really care as long as he only thought about you. Seemed like he did, because he skidded to a stop, looking terribly concerned.
You popped another almond in your mouth.
โUhโฆโ
Shit, you really liked him.
His brows knitted together. โI got some tissues. And paper towels, in case your backโฆโ
You took the tissues and wiped between your legs, still holding the unsalted nuts with your left hand. โI probably need a shower. No one is gonna know you came on me anyway.โ Chew, chew. Damn, you super liked him. Shit. Jungkook hovered next to you, not wanting to leave. You usually hated that but not with him. Oh, no. You pretended that you werenโt going to give up all responsibilities to fuck him seven days a week even though you barely knew him. Well, you knew what he was like in bed.
Really fuckinโ good.
Heh.
Technically not in a bed yet, but, eh, semantics.
โIโm really hungry,โ you remarked.
โMe too,โ Jungkook nodded, but he was still stuck to you, as close as he could be without clinging onto you. Trying to be cool about it. You glanced at him and he looked away quickly, feigning like he hadnโt been staring. Your jeans werenโt buttoned, but they were hanging off your hips. Ah, that explained it. You hadnโt handed him the wad of used tissues despite him clearly showing that he would help you with that gladly.
You fisted the rest of the almonds.
No, not actually.
Fine, you dumped the remainder into your mouth. Chewed thoughtfully. โI have a question and I want a truthful answer,โ you mused, directing your gaze at him. Jungkook peeked back through his curls of mostly dry black hair. Must have wiped off his sweat. โDid you plan this?โ
He shook his head very quickly and straightforwardly. โNo, I didnโt. I swear.โ
You believed him. โNever thought about it?โ
His hesitation was glaringly obvious.
โUmโฆโ
You waited.
โY-Yeahโฆ but it was hard to approach youโฆ and I didnโt even think you remembered me.โ
You frowned. โOf course, I remember you. Iโve seen you often. Youโre not easy to miss.โ
His ears were bright red. โOโฆ Ohโฆโ
You thought about it. There werenโt many opportunities for Jeon Jungkook and you to be alone. Thenโฆ The cheerful trickster face of the tattoo artist popped into your head.
You frowned slightly. โDid he plan this?โ
The possibility seemed to have dawned on Jungkook. He looked surprised and then confused. โI never saidโฆ was it that night, when we were drinking at four in the morningโฆ?โ His dark brows furrowed. โI donโt remember what happened that nightโฆโ
You stared at him.
He slowly slipped from his thoughts and looked back at you, somewhat terrified at your intensity.
You told him exactly what you thought.
โYouโre an idiot.โ
He sputtered. โH-Hey!โ
You shrugged. โStill wanna fuck you though. With condoms. Wanna come back to mine?โ
โW-Waitโฆwhat?โ
โActually, we should grab something to eat first because I canโt live off only almonds. Iโll die.โ
It wasnโt until you were fully dressed and Jungkook was yanking his tank top back on did you look more closely at the monitor screen. After clean up and kisses and light teasing (much to Jungkookโs dismay but he better get used to it if he wanted to be around you), you peered at the narrow column of previews on the side, tilting your head at the last one taken.
Uh.
โJungkook?โ
He was scrambling around behind you, snatching something off the ground. Oh, right, the camera remote he threw. โHuh? Ah!โ You heard a thud and swearing. Must have run into the pedestal in his haste to get to you. You ignored his chaotic grumbling and used the mouse to click on the preview, expanding it.
Oh, you know.
Just you and Jeon Jungkook kissing for the first time in high definition.
You raised your eyebrows as he bounded up behind you, what, what, what, then skidding to a dead stop, centimeters from your crouched form. You stuck your tongue in your cheek. He must have pressed the button when it happened.
โAccident?โ
Turned your head to look at him.
Those big peepers shifted awkwardly.
You blinked again, agonizingly slow.
โUhโฆ Yeahโฆ?โ he cautiously answered.
Believable.
Not.
You straightened and crossed your arms, giving him a look. Thoroughly intimidating. Jungkook blinked very fast and looked like he was trying not to enjoy it, which did not help you in maintaining the front. This fucking little shit. Or, rather, tall and muscular โ never mind. You clicked your tongue and ticked your head to the screen.
โWhat were you gonna do with it? Frame it?โ
He shrugged veeeery slowly. Raising his hands with his shrug as he replied.
โMaaaaaaaybe?โ
You tried not to snort in laughter. It was very difficult. Sigh. He was so freaking annoying. And what was worse was that you liked it. Fuck. Maybe you hit delirium. Damn almonds. You wouldnโt have been so weak for Jeon Jungkook if it wasnโt for those fuckinโ almonds creating your aggravating morning.
Hm.
That had to have been the fattest lie you have ever told yourself.
โCan you just have a meal with me so I donโt have to tell everyone the reason weโre dating is because we fucked during the photoshoot?โ
He started speaking very fast and stumbling on his words, Busan satoori slipping out. โOh! Weโre dating? Yes! I meanโฆ yes, please! Waitโฆ are we going to your place too, I mean, I would like to but I understaโโ
Well.
You should remember you got yourself into this, bro.
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When the end comes (teaser) | JJK
You loved him with all your heart, held onto the person you knew will never be yours; but, the only regret you had was, you weren't able to tell him about those feelings.
Pairing: best friends brother JK x reader
Genre: super ANGSTY, fwb, smut, unrequited love, grief au.
W/c: 800 (for teaser)
Rating: 18+
Warning: major character death, one sided love from oc' s side, tattoo artist Jk, multiple sex scenes, age gape (more will be included in the story)
A/n: so..... I thought about writing some emotional heart breaking stuff so you should know it's gonna be SAD, like real sad! Full of angst! And if you're into this kinda thing, let me know if you want to be tagged.
Thanksgiving came and it was time for celebration. It was the time for eating delicious food, show our gratitude to the universe and spending time with our loved ones.
But, you werenโt particularly enjoying.
Every year, the Jeonโs and your family celebrated most of the occasions together, due to your father and Mr. Jeon being friends apart from your friendship with their daughter. But , this year, one more family joined in. You didnโt mind if it was just another random someone, but it wasnโt someone random.
The food was excellent as always. Mrs. Jeon had always been a great cook. All the food was mouth-watering but still, you found your self concentrating more on the scene unfolding in front of you rather than your food.
Jungkook invited his girlfriend to his house on Thanksgiving. That was the first time you saw the girl, your crush was in love with.
She was beautiful would be an understatement. Long, silky hair which was dyed brown, tall with a sweet personality. Anyone could have said on the first glance at them that, they were made for each other. There were many similarities between them too, like both were studying at the same college, Jungkook being art major and she was in the literature department, both belonged to the same city but never met each other before and the most importantly, both were at the same age.
Where you were four years younger than him, basically same age as his sister.
He probably think of you as his sister. No. Definitely he did.
You were burning with rage when you saw them holding hands. Even though everyone was around them, they didnโt seem to care much. It also seemed like Jungkookโs family liked her so much. They were happy that their son have met someone who made him happy. Both their families were happy about their relationship.
When it was evening, everyone was chattering and laughing inside the house but you were on the balcony, standing alone. You couldnโt help but cry. It was too much for you. Youโd been crying for days now, but now that youโve seen his girlfriend, there was no denying that it was real. Their relationship was real and you didnโt had a chance anymore.
โMoon is watching the moon?โ You didnโt noticed when Jungkook came here. You abruptly wiped your tears away from your cheeks. He came closer to you and stand beside you, you took a step away, tried harder to hide your face from him.
When he noticed you hadnโt answered his question, he continued โI picked the right name for you, didnโt I?โ he asked again, tried to humor you but you were nowhere near to laugh or even smile at his jokes.
You were standing there silently, not staring at the sky anymore. You lowered your gaze and your head fall downwards, shoulders slumped. He must had sensed that something was wrong with you, thatโs why he asked โHey, are you okayโ,โ
Before he can finish his sentence, an ugly sob slipped past your mouth, unable to held it back anymore. This time he didnโt held back, he placed his hand on your shoulder and made you look at him. You were insistent on not to face him so he settled with just holding you by your shoulder.
Tears were streaming down your cheeks without any resistance but his hands felt comforting even though he was the one hurting you at that time.
โWhat happened? Does someone hurt you?โ you could sense the concern in his voice, his voice was so soft like he was afraid of hurting you. That made you cry even harder.
โ____, please tell me what happened?โ This time he was rubbing your arms ups and down, a gesture of comfort. He patiently stood there until calmed down and was ready to talk.
When he saw you finally wiping your tears away, he took a loose strand of your hair a tuck it behind your ear. That little affection felt like someone poke a needle into your heart.
โI like someone.โ
You whisper to him , tried your hardest to not burst out crying again. You saw his expression turned into confusion, so you continued โBut, He doesnโt like me.โ
Again, your eyes were filling with tears. The image of them together encrusted into your mind will always hunt your down for sure.
Jungkook seemed to contemplate on how to respond to you. Then, he asked โHow could you know that he doesnโt likes you?โ
โBecause, he has a girlfriend.โ
Jungkook was taken aback by your statement. He looked at you with sympathy in his eyes, like he was sad about the situation you were in.
โI- are you sure? Also, do I know them by any chance?โ
You avoided his gaze but nodded to his question. You were afraid that he might know about your secret crush on him. What if, he hates you after knowing that he was the person you likes?
No no, you couldnโt let that happen.
โhow old is he?โ
โSame age as yours. And, Iโm sure that he has a girlfriend. Iโve seen them together the other day. You- you might know him but I donโt knowโฆโ You shifted on your feet, fidgeted under his curious gaze. He was staring at you, you felt that even though you were looking at the other direction.
โMay I know his namโ ,โ
โNo.โ Before he could ask the question, you dismissed immediately. Thereโs no way in hell you were gonna tell him that.
After seeing your defensive state, he didnโt push that question onto you anymore.
โOkay. You know, youโre a beautiful girl, right? Youโll find someone better than him in the future who will love you.โ His smile was surreal, he was looking at you like you were the only one existed in the world, Eyes so gentle.
He was such a kind person, always helping who was in need, from offering jacket to a random person at a cold night to rescuing you from getting embarrassed in front of thousands of people on your first day of period. Even if you tried to assume that he was being caring only to you, that youโre special to him, you knew it wasnโt true.
You were just a random girl who was happened to be his sisterโs friend.
He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to you. Your tears were as stubborn as you were, โIf he is my age then, that means he is older than you โ,โ the realization hit him.
โโ___, he didnโt do anything to you, right?โ his worrisome expression made you think that why does that matter? His brows were pinched as he searched for your eyes.
โN-no, why are you asking that?โ
โYou should be careful from people, especially older guys. Iโm not saying all the older guys are bad, but you havenโt see much of the world yet, so it might be difficult for you to identify who is good. You also havenโt matured enoughโ,โ
โWhat do you mean by that!?โ you got offended by the those words. Matureness doesnโt comes from age, also why was he acting like a seventy years old grandpa?
He got off guard from the sudden change in your tone. Shifted on his feet, he tried to make you understand his prospective, โI mean, many guys in our college targets younger girls like you to take advantage of, andโฆ I donโt want that to happen to you.โ
โW-why?โ you wiped your nose with his handkerchief as you asked.
โWho wants something bad happens to the people they care about?โ his smile was so genuine, the way he looked at you back then, made you feel things youโd never felt for anyone else.
That night you realized that, maybe, your silly little crush on him wasnโt just a crush. It was more than that. Something that might ruin you in the end but, still let that thing to engulfed you completely.
That night, you found comfort in the person who was the reason behind your heart break.
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Too Late to Dream เผ jjk (m) II ch. II
โย Summary:ย You did it. You married your college professor. You even bought a house together. Against all odds, everything had fallen into place. But after two years of marriage, you begin feeling something was missing. You want a baby but your husband canโt say the same.
Pairing: economics professor!jungkook x fem!artist!reader
AU/Genre: angst, smut, fluff, marriage au, age gap, series
Rating: M, 18+
Word Count: 5,044
Warnings: 8-year age gap, flashbacks of professor-student relationship (oc was a Masters student), fighting, pent-up issues/desires, jk has daddy issues, mentions of therapy, kookie trying to be a good husband, cute coupley stuff that idk anyone will like but ๐ฅบ ๐๐, jk says cawk , idk why this is a warning
Now Playing: Make It Right, Tryna Be, Infinity, It Will Rain, Heaven+
A/N: Hi guys! I'm back! I thought I'd start off with a little flashback and then diving back into the story. Also, big thingโI decided not to make jk a complete butt. I don't want this story to be about "jk finally coming around after treating oc like garbage for wanting a kid". It's more of a we'll figure-it-out-together kinda thing though there will be bumps in the road. Anyway, enjoy ๐ฅฐ
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To say falling in love with Jungkook was an effortless, butterflies-in-your-tummy, love-at-first-sight, you-know-it-when-you-see-it sort of affair is far from the truth. In actuality, you and Jungkook met on a very normal basis and had very normal rapportโฆwell, somewhat normal.
Jungkook was your economics professor in grad school and you were merely one out of eighty of his students during the first semester. Surely you'd be walking out with no more than a barely scrimmaged 'A' and remnants of stupid economics jokes he and his colleagues found slapstick funny.
Jungkook always had an interesting sense of humor.
Bottom line? Your life wasn't a drama and you certainly didn't plan on living like it wasโespecially when your parents were on your tail, making sure their hard-earned money was well spent.
As if being bonked on the head by something called fate, however, Jungkook sent you away with far more than odd jokes and good grades.
Hey, hindsight is 20/20.
four years ago
โOh, good morning.โ A soft, yet hoarse voice strides past you. You view the man, estimating that he be in his early 30s though could easily pass for 25 by his youthful appearance. His hair is black, a bit shaggy but well-kept nonetheless. Silver piercings dangle from his ears and a pair of rectangular glasses rest on his perfectly symmetrical face. This is your professor?
Undoubtedly, what mesmerizes you the most is the striking arm tattoo partially displayed under the rolled-up sleeves of his dress shirt. You remember temporarily considering tattoo artistry in high school but studio arts appealed to you more.
Not like you got to do either though, seeing as youโve been stuck in econ for the fifth year in a row. Youโre parents insisted you get your masterโs immediately after undergradโฆhow wonderful for you.
But back to the man at the front of the room. You werenโt expecting someone so hip and attractiveโvery, very attractive.
Your stomach churns but you brush the feeling away.
He's your professor for god sake.
The man, coincidentally your professor, quirks a small smile your way and sets his bag on the podium at the front. โDidnโt expect anyone to be here for another twenty minutes.โ
โI just got out of another class a couple of rooms down so Iโm here early.โ You straighten in your seat and return a smile of your own. โItโs nice to meet you Dr. Jeon. Iโm Y/N.โ You start bouncing your leg up and down, clicking the pen in your hand. Please be right, please be right, you chant silently, hoping you remembered the name correctly.
Jungkook notices your slightly restless state but he doesnโt say anything about it.
โJust to be sure, you are here for ECON 602 right? Macroeconomic Theory?โ He unzips his bag and sets his laptop on the podium. Making brief eye contact, he catches sight of the piece of paper directly below your nose. โThatโs a beautiful sketch.โ
You glance down, moving the paper to the side as if embarrassed. Not many people see your work beyond close friends, and even then you like to keep it to yourself. โYes, absolutely,โ you reply. โECON 602, 12:15 pm. And thanks, I draw as a hobby.โ
Your professor hums, nodding as he connects the HDMI cable to his laptop and lowers the presentation board.โ Dr. Kim is going to be quite jealous when he hears such artistic talent is in my economics class.โ He lets out a slight chuckle. โYou donโt mind if I tell him, do you? A little competition we have going on.โ
You snort at the comment.
Dr. Kim Taehyung was the art departmentโs most talked about professor. Everyone knew him for his extremely unique perspective, classy personality, as well as his breathtaking artwork. Youโve passed him in the hallways a number of times, wishing you could study under him and dare you say, in more ways than one.
โI donโt mind.โ You shake your head. โAre you and Dr. Kim close?โ Maybe you shouldnโt be this curious but it was now fifteen minutes until the start of class and no one else had shown. What else were you going to fill time with? Awkward silence while you watch your professor fumble and tap on his keyboard?
โWe were colleagues if you can believe that.โ He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. โOnly two years ahead of me in undergrad. When I first started teaching here I had no idea he was here too. But you know what they say __, itโs a small world.โ
โSmaller,โ you retort. โI feel like everywhere I go I run into someone Iโve known or seen at some point in my life. You just never really know I guess.โ When you first entered university, you were counting your lucky stars that most of your high school peers were attending college nearby your hometown. You on the other hand were a good five to six hours from home. Last you checked, however, half of those peers were now getting married or on their second kid. Crazy how some peopleโs lives change on a dime.
You watch as your professor shuffles a few sheets of paper in his hands, scanning them briefly. โI can relate to that,โ he mutters. โPretty sure we havenโt met before though. Could be a bigger world than we think. Now whereโs everyone else? Didnโt all drop last minute did they?โ The man lifts his head, flashing a big gorgeous grin. His eyes are playful and dance with mirth.โNot that I would mind if it were just you and I this whole semester.โ
โuhโโ is embarrassingly, all you say. He isnโt implying anything by that right? Oh god __, donโt be stupid. As you've established, this isnโt a romance novel and youโre most definitely not the main character.
โYou seem attentive is what I mean,โ the man says, breaking you out of your daze. โAnd beyond punctual. Two qualities that I hold in high esteem.โ Youโd say he had a tiny smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth but it was likely an illusion. Your professor has bigger fish to fry than worry about any possible scenarios youโve concocted in your silly head.
Still, in a moment of sheer thoughtlessness, you say something you regret being unable to retract. โThank you, I like you too.โ As soon as the words fly out you feel the need to run out and bang your head against the wall. Thinking on your feet wasnโt your specialty.
Little to your knowledge, Jungkook finds your mannerisms cute and stifles the temptation to tease. Youโre his student, after all, a little professionally please, he repeats to himself.
โSo are you from here?โ Jungkook asks, choosing to switch the topic before both of you get swallowed into a messy situation.
You shake your head in denial. โI live here temporarily but I grew up about five hours north of here. My parents are still there.โ
โAh, well thatโs a bit away. I imagine you miss them?โ
You ponder the question for a second, eyes rolling up in contemplation. โFrom time to time.โ Jungkook gives a knowing look. Heโs had his share of familial drama and the need for space.
โI understand,โ he says. โI grew up ten hours south myself.โ
โWow, thatโsโฆfar.โ Youโre surprised by the distance and canโt imagine itโs an easy commute. You wonder how long heโs been here and more so, if heโs here alone.
โYeah.โ He rests his palms on the edge of the podium, leaning on them gently. The protruding veins in his forearms catch your attention but you pry yourself from lingering. After what you said earlier, the last thing you want is for Dr. Jeon to think you're coming on to him. โGets a little quiet sometimes but Iโve learned to live with it.โ
As if immune to learning from your mistakes you blurt exactly whatโs in your head.โSo youโre notโโ
โMarried? Dating? Seeing someone?โ Jungkook finishes your sentence like itโs nothing he hasnโt done tenfold times before. โNo. Iโm not.โ
You give a small โAh,โ nodding in understanding before another classmate walks in, putting an abrupt end to the conversation. Jungkook is quick to greet the young man whoโs joined but heโs certain he wonโt be forgetting your name anytime soon.
present
You tilt your head back, allowing beads of hot water to run down your bare skin. The sound of steady pattering combined with heavy steam relaxes your muscles.
You can't believe you actually told him.
Blurting out to Jungkook that you wanted a baby in the middle of a fight is not how you intended to open up to your husband. But everything escalated so fast that it just came out.
You think back to last nightโs events.
Once the movie's credit scenes appear Jungkook feels your eyes burn through him from your lounged position. "You're making that face again," he says.
"There's no face."
"Look," Jungkook cuts shortly. "Will you just tell me so we can deal with it?!"
"Just deal with it? Like it's some kind of nuisance of an issue that needs treatment?" You jump up from the couch and head to your bedroom in a fury, your husband hot on your trail.
"I don't mean to be pissing you off, sweetheart but I know something's up." He follows you into the bathroom, watching you reach for your toothbrush. "Can you please slow down and talk to me?" He grabs the toothpaste before you can, forcing you to stop in your tracks.
"IโI wantโฆI want to be a mom. I want a baby."
"A baby? What do you mean you want a baby?" You see the panic settling in his eyes. Jungkook takes you into his arms, his thumb wipes off some of your tears. "Honey, I'm sorry I didn't know. When you came home from the park I didn't realize that little boy meant so much to you."
You try blinking back your tears but they keep running down your face. He's being gentle with you and you appreciate that but his choice of words tells you his answer is no. It's quiet, subtle, and cuts like a knife.
You break away from him to splash cold water on your face. The coolness calms your nerves. โHe didnโt. Neverโnever mind what I said, sorry. Iโm tired and Iโm probably not thinking straight.โ
It was a blatant lie but just look at your situation. Married for two years, still on birth control, and had no plans to change that. Suddenly one party diverts from the plan fully aware that the other is perfectly comfortable with the current plan.
Yes, you hoped he'd have a slightly better reaction but you don't blame him for his stunned look.
Plus, did you even have enough time to realize what you were saying? Feeling? It could easily be written off that you were simply impulsive, emotionally vulnerable, and so on with the track record you had regarding kids and parenting.
You sigh, bitter aftertaste in your mouth.
Not much else happened after the fight. Jungkook apologized again with his arms wrapped around your waist. He snuggled his nose in the crook of your neck and kissed your cheek too.
It was the usual, it felt familiar and warm but the pang in your head put a roadblock to that. No marriage is perfect. You know that. But you have a feeling you and Jungkook are headed for a steep valley, both on opposing sides.
"Hi.โ Youโre taken out of your thoughts when you hear the shower door pop open. Your husband steps in, with messy hair and half-open lids. Evidently, still sleepy.
You spare him a glance and quickly reach for your body wash on the shelf. โHi,โ you reply back, voice monotone.
Jungkook moves closer behind you and curves an arm around you. He grabs the bottle out of your hand and squirts some of the soap into his palm. โHow did you sleep?โ
A small shiver runs up your spine when his cool hand rubs circles against your upper back and shoulder. It still feels nice, you admit. You see some of the soap drip down and hit the shower floor.
โI slept okay. You?โ
โIโm about the same.โ Jungkook moves his hand a little lower, making sure to cover your whole backside. โIโm really sorry about how I handled things last night. What I said and how I said it was inexcusable.โ
โPlease, Jungkook you donโt have to keep apologizing about it. I knowโฆand Iโm sorry I spurred it on you so suddenly. Itโs not how I wanted you to find out.โ if at all, you add to yourself.
โIs it still true?โ he asks, stopping his movements. โDo you really want to start a family?โ
You feel queasy all over again. His tone is serious and if you turn around youโll likely see the fire in his eyes. So you remain in your position, facing towards the shower head.
โI donโt knowโฆโ you finally say after thirty seconds of eerie silence. โBut I think I do, I really do. Seeing our friends and other people our age have kids makes me wonder if weโd ever have that. I canโt explain why right now. I know itโs unexpected after weโve been living a sort of way for so long.โ After another pause you continue. โBut I know itโs not a mutual thing and thatโsโฆokay.โ
โSweetheart, even if we were to have kidsโฆwhere would we find the time? The school yearโs starting soon and Iโm gonna be running ragged at the university next week. You know my schedule. I teach Monday through Friday, leaving at 7:15 am and returning around 4 p.m. You leave for work a little later in the morning but get back at 5 p.m. All our week consists of will be eating a quick dinner together, then I have to squirrel away to my office for the night to review class notes and grade stacks of assignments.โ
Though youโre aware of how crazy busy Jungkook gets during the school year, youโre not foolish enough to believe that is the root of his argument.
โMaybe youโre right that we donโt have much time now but Jungkook, we can figure it out. You only teach 9 months out of the year and I canโI can stay at home or we can hire a nanny. And we donโt have to do it right away butโโ
โ__.โ Jungkook turns you around so youโre looking eye to eye. He hesitates to say his next words, fearing a replay of yesterday. But he canโt bring himself to pretend with you. Not on something this serious. โI understand and I want more than anything to tell you I want the same, but I can't lie to you. Being a father, and having a kid, I think itโs wonderful but I just never saw that for myself. Iโm so sorry Iโโ
Your heart concaves into your chest. You absolutely want him to be honest but it pains you to hear. Where do you go from here?
Slowly, you wrap your arms around his neck. Jungkook jolts a bit, surprised by your sudden gesture but welcomes the embrace.
โItโs okay Jungkook.โ You settle your head into his shoulder, simply wanting to be close. One tear spills out, then another. โItโs okay.โ
โNo, look at me __. You didnโt let me finish.โ You lift your head from his shoulder. Jungkook strokes your back soothingly before continuing. โIf this is what you want, then Iโm not going to stand here and be the asshole husband that just dismisses it. But this is a big step.โ
You shake your head in disbelief. โDonโt say what I think you are. Jungkook you donโt have to do anything.โ
โIโm not saying I change my mind.โ Of course, that would be unrealistic, you talk yourself through, preparing for his next words. โHowever, I amโI am willing to seriously consider this whole thing, babies, diapers, strollers, all of it. But I need you to be sure that this is what you want. And the only way I think that can happen is if we start this slow. Sounds like Iโm making some sappy speech huh?โ
Jungkook cracks a faint smile.
You look like youโre waiting for the other shoe to drop or for him to yell psyche and flick your forehead or something.
But none of that happens.
Instead, Jungkook unwraps one of your arms from around your neck, places a light kiss on your knuckles, and stares deep into your eyes as if making a promise. โI know this isnโt exactly heaven to your ears but Iโm just trying to say, letโs not rush to a decision yet, okay? All of this did just get revealed yesterday and I think itโd be unfair to both of us if we scurry past it without thinking.โ
Shocked. Youโre utterly shocked. You were expecting him to give you a flat-out no or attempt to cover up the issue somehow. While, this isnโt your ideal outcome, if Jungkook is willing to take this seriously, no bullshit necessary, then so are you.
โThank you, Jungkook.โ You smile at him, feeling a tad lighter than you did before. Your heart beats again, slow and steady. โI love you.โ
โI love you more than anything __. I married you and I intend to keep it that way.โ Jungkook sneaks a wink and you press a kiss to his lips.
โHey,โ you pipe up. โItโs Sunday isnโt it?โ
Jungkook nods in confusion. โIt is..?โ
โYou have somewhere to be this morning donโt you?โ You wait a moment before an oh-shit expression forms on Jungkookโs face.
As you remember your husband was supposed to be at some fancy gold club today. Like Jimin, a certain Kim Taehyung had his weekly โthingโ too. Being close friends, Jungkook was supposed to be there, along with Hoseok.
โโYou're so right. 'M sorry honey I gotta go. Theyโre gonna kill me." Jungkook gives you one last kiss before slipping out of the shower. "Iโll be back for dinner.โ
โJungkook! Where the fuck have you been? We tried calling you!โ Taehyung is the first to speak as soon as he catches sight of the younger man. He has his usual blush pink polo shirt on paired with well-pressed beige shorts.
He looks a little too handsome for golf.
Jungkookโs secretly glad his wife stayed home this time, as heโs fully aware of her mini crush on Taehyung in school. When she first found out they were colleagues he could tell she had borderline stars in her eyes.
โSorry sorry,โ Jungkook says. โI was doing stuff and time escaped me. Plus, I didnโt have my phone near me for a bit. But Iโm here now, so letโs get going!โ Jungkook walks in front of the two men, heading for the first stage of the golf course. โYou guys coming?โ He turns around and lifts both arms up.
Taehyung and Hoseok exchange looks before following his lead. Itโs unlike Jungkook to be this eager for golf. In fact, he hates golf. And his explanation is a bitโฆquestionable.
As much as Hoseok is a friend, he is also just as much of a psychologist who can't stop himself from practicing his craft when given the chance. โYou doing alright?โ Hoseok waits for Jungkook to answer, one hand clings around the top of his golf club while the other settles around his hip. "Haven't seen you since Jimin's last dinner.โ
"Yeah, I'm good," Jungkook barely replies, watching Taehyung practice and few swings before taking the shot. Like a prodigy, it sinks right in. "Hole in one again man? I thought you painted."
Taehyung glances over his shoulder with a smug expression, cocky smirk, and sunglasses behind his head. "Don't be too jealous of hyung, Jungkookie."
"Fuck off Tae," Jungkook quips back. "I'm not 22 anymore. I have a good job, nice house, and a gorgeous wife waiting for me at home. What do you have? A bunch of golf balls in your pants.โ
Hmm, a little more defensive than usual, Hoseok notes. And guarded too, somethingโs up.
"About that wife of yours Kook," Hoseok drawls. "How she doing?" Jungkook turns towards the man, slight distaste on his face.
โUh, sheโs fine. Thanks for asking. Also, I know what youโre doing and Iโm not in the mood.โ
"Ah Jungkook, you act like I'm being so malicious.โ Smiling, Hoseok continues. โCan't I care about my friend of ten years without such accusations?"
Jungkook sighs and kicks the grass. Hoseok has been one of his closest friends for a long time so if there's anyone worth talking to about his current situation and who'd understand, I'd be him. "Well, Iโm not saying much right now but.....__ recently told me she wants a baby. Iโm stillโI'm having trouble processing it. But Iโm trying.โ
Hoseok throws a hand behind the younger's shoulder. โThatโs big news Jungkook and itโs completely fine that youโre still working through it. Donโt feel like you have to speed up the process either. Iโve known you both long enough to know that parenting hasnโt really been in the cards until now so Iโm surprised myself.โ
โI think sheโs still a little unsure, but something happened the other day and it struck a cord inside her. She wants a family and,โ Jungkook steps to the side, and Hoseok's hand slips from his shoulder. โI wish I could tell her I want it too. But I can't lie to her like that. I also donโt want her to bury that desire for my sake, so I told her we could consider it. I donโt know man, I feel like Iโm trying to do the right thing but I donโt know if I can do this. Will I ever change my mind? I want to, for her.โ
Hoseok looks at his friend with soft eyes, compassion in them. โUnfortunately, this is not something you can foresee nor force. At least not this early. But youโre definitely doing the right thing by not brushing her off. As real as your feelings are about not wanting a child right now, so are __'s feelings. Itโs best you listen to both sides.โ
Jungkook tousles his hair around. โI justโfuck.โ
Hoseok doesnโt need further explanation to understand Jungkookโs predicament. Heโs frustrated, blames himself, and is struggling to come to terms with reality. The unknown scares him and he doesnโt want to lose control of what little he has. โIโm sorry, Kookโฆitโs a heavy load. Why don't you come in for a session sometime? I think this might be something worth talking through."
โYou mean therapy? I don't know, Iโm about to have a pretty tight with school starting.โ
"One hour, forty minutes at least," Hoseok insists. "Why not try it once and if you don't like it, you don't have to do it again. I love you both and as a friend, I want to be here for you. Beats standing around and watching Taehyung kick our ass at golf. Just think about it and let me know. As I said, I'm always here for you bro."
Jungkook nods and reaches a hand out to gently squeeze Hoseok's shoulder. "I'll think about it. Thanks."
"Hey!" Taehyung waves from afar. "What you guys doing still up there? Iโve been waiting for twenty minutes! Donโt forget that last place buys lunch.โ
โHeโs referring to you Kook.โ Hoseok chuckles, slaps Jungkook on the back, and walks down the golf course toward Taehyung. โYou suck at golf.โ
Jungkook grunts, following close behind. If this were a benching competition heโd be taking home the whole damn meal.
With Jungkook still gone doing who knows what with his buddies you decide to blast your very wide array of music. Itโs a good thing you and Jungkook live in your own house or else your poor neighbors would be knocking down the door with the landlord by now. Yes, that may or may not have happened once with you were in college.
Along with the music you stick true to your character and spread your art supplies on your drawing table. You had your own mini studio, thanks to your wonderful relator who helped find you the house. You reach for a pencil, spinning it between your fingers. Maybe you should finish the drawing of the parkโs pond.
Mm, you donโt really feel like packing all your supplies and driving over right now.
Deciding to save it for another day, you ponder ideas of what to do instead. Should you try out your new watercolors? You bought them last week and while you werenโt exactly in low supply, if your husband can have a hundred scented candles you can have your paints.
blingโ
You snatch your phone hearing the notification bell.
Jungkook: the rest of your morning going well? [sent at 11:03 a.m]
You smile faintly and type out a reply. Sweet to check in you suppose.
__: Fine. How are the guys? [sent at 11:04 a.m]
Jungkook: Whooping my ass but itโs alright. [sent at 11:07 a.m]
Good, you smirk. Jungkook is awful at golf. And he can stand to lose at something like the rest of you.
__: When are you coming home? [sent at 11:10 a.m]
Jungkook: Looking to wrap things up around 4 pm. I think weโre having a late lunch. Miss you. [sent at 11:13 a.m]
__: Okay, sounds good because I was thinking maybe we could go for ice cream when you get back. After dinner? miss you too [sent at 11:14 a.m]
You stare at the screen, waiting for a reply.
One minute goes byโฆ
Two minutesโฆ
Threeโฆ
Jungkook: Okay, sounds amazing. But why not before dinner? The place we like closes early on Sundays. I love you! [sent at 11:17 a.m]
Oh shoot, thatโs right. You and Junkook have gone to the same ice cream shake since you first started dating. The couple who run it are super sweet, only a decade older. How could you forget?
__: Iโm a dummy, yes weโll go before dinner. I love you too [sent at 11:18 a.m]
Jungkook: Noo, youโre not a dummy! But okay, Iโll see you soon! [sent at 11:19 a.m]
Rejuvenated, you turn off your phone, jump off your art stool and crank the current song upโRunaway by Bon Jovi. Letโs see, you think, tearing a piece of watercolor paper from your drawing pad, what to do.
When the idea strikes you prepare water, paintbrushes, your palette, and anything else you may need for the next five hours give or take. You snatch your phone again and scroll through your photo gallery, hoping to get a good reference photo.
Your best friendโs birthday was two weeks away and sheโs been subtly hinting for a painting of her, her fianceeโ, and her dog Bear. As her closest friend and well-practiced artist, you think it is best to appease her request.
Jungkook comes home at 4 pm on the dot. Not a minute later. He looks happy, you conclude. Genuinely happy. It looks good on him.
โ__!โ Jungkook runs through the front door and lifts you up in his arms. He spins you around and you place your hands on his shoulders. This is so unexpected but nice.
โJungkook,โ you struggle to catch your breath. โWhatโs going on?โ
โI just love coming home to you.โ He places you back down and grabs your wrist. โCome on, I wanna stuff you full with ice cream.โ
โThat sounds so weird,โ you laugh.
โWhy?โ Jungkook opens the front door, ushering you to go ahead of him.
โBecauseโฆit sounds like you want to stuff me. Like in a weird way.โ
โWoman, that cleared nothing up for me.โ You hop into the car with stupid grins on your face. You donโt even know what you mean let alone having to explain to your husband. What can you say, Jungkook makes you a little braindead.
โI just mean that you wanting to stuff me with ice cream sounds like the witch from Hanzel and Gretel. You wanna fatten me up to eat me. Or taxidermy,โฆ.or Build a Bear.โ
โWhat the fuck honey,โ Jungkook curses, backing out of your drive. โDid you get into something funky while I was gone?โ
โNo whatโugh never mind.โ You stare out the window, arms crossed and biting back the need to giggle uncontrollably. Why were you so giddy right now?
Jungkook glances over with amusement. He knows youโre inches away from balling over with laughter. โYou know what honey?โ
โHmm?โ
โI think instead of stuffing you full of ice cream, Iโm gonna stuff you full with something just as good.โ
โDonโt say it Kook, donโt. Iโm going to bust a gut.โ You beg fully aware heโs not about to back down.
โMy fucking cawk,โ he says, making sure to exaggerate the last part.
You throw a hand over your mouth, tears well up in your eyes and this time, theyโre not sad ones.
You pull up at the small, but charming ice cream stand at around 4:20 pm. Itโs a decent crowd tonight.
You and Jungkook get out of the car with laced hands. Youโve managed to calm down now, thankfully. As you make your way to the line a small voice catches both your attention.
โAppa!โ A little girl with blue ribbons in her hair runs past you. She looks between eight to ten years old. You and Jungkook follow her movement as she leaps up into her fatherโs arms.
You smile at the interaction. Her father kisses her cheek and chuckles as she shows him her ribbons. She looks like sheโs telling a very eventful story.
Beside you, Jungkook stiffens. His eyes set on the pair but youโre unsure what heโs thinking. โKook?โ you say, but he doesnโt respond. You shake his hand, the one laced in yours, but still no response. Itโs when you step in front of his view that you get him back.
โHey,โ you say. โAre you okay?โ
Jungkook blinks at you and shakes his head a bit. โIโm good, sorry. Not sure what happened there. Must be a bit out of it today. Letโs go get some ice cream.โ
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paired & puppy-eyed | jjk
โ๏ธpairing: hotnerd!jungkook x popular!reader
โ๏ธgenre: smut, fluff, college!au
โ๏ธsummary: When Jeon Jungkook agrees to be your partner for a class project, he doesnโt realize what that might escalate to until you show up at his door in a teeny-tiny crop top and cling to his tattooed arm like his naughty little kitten.
โ๏ธword count: 4.6k
โ๏ธwarnings: dom!jk, sub!reader, daddy/kitten undertones, dirty talk, reader calls herself a sl*t one time, dick tattoo, many rounds of sex off screen๐
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a/n: if you're looking for the โจfilthyโจ smut version, read paired & pierced from the reader's pov! this one takes place in the same 2 days but from jungkook's pov without explicit smut๐ if you read both, lmk which version you preferred! i personally like this one more bc we get more catdad!jjk heh
Jungkook doesnโt always have a goal for the day, but today is different. Heโs running on approximately zero hours of sleep and would love to get a nap in before class starts. That shouldnโt be too much to ask.
Unfortunately for him, that wonโt be happening today because there are at least ten girls huddled next to his desk when he walks into the classroom. An onlooker might assume that these girls are gathered around for a chance to win his heart over, but that couldnโt be further from the truth. In reality, thereโs a queen bee sitting a foot away from him, and sheโs the one everyoneโs always drawn to.ย
That queen bee is none other than you.
As Jungkook quietly takes his seat, he overhears something about that Loudmouth Jim who sits on the other side of the classroom. Apparently, you were hanging out with that guy at some party. A girl like you can do so much better than Loudmouth Jim who always needs to make everything about him. He couldnโt accept it when his ex broke up with him, so he turned it around on her to make it seem like he was the one breaking things off with her. Now heโs made it his mission to make her jealous by flirting with popular girls like you. Jungkook swears he only knows this because his tattoo artist loves to spill the tea he hears from his other clients.
โIs he as big as they say?โ All the girls look so wide-eyed and eager to hear what you have to say about Loudmouth Jimโs cock. They talk about shit like this all the time, and as much as it makes Jungkook want to bang his head against a brick wall, heโs also lowkey disappointed that theyโve never once wondered about the size of his cock. He wouldnโt mind if that seed were planted in that pretty little head of yours.
As it turns out, you havenโt seen Loudmouth Jimโs cock. Thank god. And from what it sounds like, you didnโt want to see it anyway. Good girl. In fact, when Jungkook takes a peek next door, you donโt even look super engaged in the girl talk. You nod along and smile a bit, but youโre a lot quieter than one would expect for someone so popular. Itโs kind of cute.
Eventually, class begins and Jungkook lets out a sigh of relief. Now the girls have to cut the chitchat and leave. At long last, he can finally catch up on some sleep. This wouldnโt be an issue if not for the tiny demon kitten that wandered to his doorstep a week ago. Not only does she keep him awake at night by knocking shit down and chewing on his phone charger, but she also haunts him in his sleep.
He dreams of the little fucker swatting her paws against his back and wiggling her tiny body into his hood. When that isnโt enough to get his attention, she starts gnawing on his index finger.
โHey Jungkook.โ
The boy opens an eye and the first thing he sees is you bent down in front of him as if you were about to do something indecent under his desk. He immediately shakes that thought out of his head, though he still has no fucking clue why youโre down there looking up at him with such needy puppy dog eyes.
โWanna be partners?โ you ask him.
Still half-asleep, he looks around the room and sees everyone pairing up and talking about a project of some sort. Fucking hell. He absolutely despises any and all projects that arenโt individual. Even the ones where a super pretty girl is asking to pair up with him. But before he can decline, he notices you checking over your shoulder and sees Loudmouth Jim on his way over. Ah, it all makes sense now. Youโre just using him to avoid being partners with that asshole. Itโs a matter of picking the lesser of two evils. Understandable.
โSure, I guess.โ As much as Jungkook doesnโt want to admit it, he wouldnโt have had it in him to say no to you anyway. Not with those puppy eyes.
โGood, good.โ The smile on your face is too much. Why are you smiling that big for something as small as agreeing to be your partner? Itโs really not that deep. But it is really cute. Fuck. See, this is what happens when he doesnโt get enough sleepโhis mind develops some sort of irrational softness that wonโt go away until he either lets his body rest or rubs one out. Heโll do whatever it takes to get that nasty soft feeling out of his system.
Seeing how the classroom isnโt the best place to have his hand in his pants, he opts to fall back asleep before class ends. Hopefully he wonโt be disturbed by any more kitten nightmares.
Ten seconds later, Loudmouth Jim enters the scene, and Jungkook can kiss his nap goodbye. Still slumped over, the sleep-deprived boy listens in on the awkward exchange between you and Loudmouth. Bro apparently canโt take a hint that you want nothing to do with him. Jungkook would step in and tell Jim to fuck off, but he wants to see you do it yourself. That would be kind of hot.
โIโm actually partnered up with Jungkook, sorry,โ you say in an apologetic tone. You probably get taken advantage of all the time because of that compassion. Thereโs no need for you to be so nice to everyone you interact with, and especially not to shallow people like Jim. That must be exhausting.
โThat kid asked you to be his partner?โ Loudmouth spits. Kid? Jungkook does his best not to snort while pretending to be dead. When he takes a peek, he sees you nod. โAnd you said yes?โย
You nod again. This time, however, you donโt give him the gentleness youโre known for. With a furrowed brow, you almost look botheredโsomething you probably feel all the time but never show. Itโs so rare to see your emotions out in the open like that. Itโd be quite intriguing to see how you look when youโre genuinely happy, sad, mad, hornyโ
Nope. Jeon Jungkook is not going to let his sleepy mind wander there on a Friday morning. It can at least wait until he gets home.
After Loudmouth Jim is gone, Jungkook sits up and stares at you. Your face has already softened back up. Fuck it. Heโs never seen anyone so cute in his entire life, through sleep-deprived glasses or not.
โWhy didnโt you just partner up with that other guy? It sounded like he wanted to work with you.โ Kind of a dick move of him to ruffle your feathers when he already knows about your distaste for Jim, but Jungkook is genuinely curious to hear what you have to say. And heโs not one to be curious about other peopleโs affairs.
โThatโs not what he wanted,โ you say. They donโt call him Bad Intentions Jim for nothing.
โWhat about everyone else? Arenโt you friends with everyone here?โ Perhaps โfriendsโ isnโt the best word to describe the rest of your classmates, but itโs clear that they enjoy being in your presence.
Apparently, you feel a bit more detached than that. According to you, no oneโs going out of their way to save you from a hypothetical burning house. Jungkook probably would. But thereโs no way in hell heโs admitting something like that. Heโd sound like a simp!
โWho would you save?โ he asks. Surely you have someone youโd put before anyone else. Anyone would be lucky to be your number one.
โNo one.โย
Jungkook knows he shouldnโt feel a certain way about your answer, but he canโt control how his lips curl into the slightest smile. Your response is proof that the two of you arenโt as different as it seems. He might even like you for it.
Heck, he might even offer to do the whole damn project by himself and still give you credit for it! Thatโs the plan he has cooked up for his antisocial selfโuntil you keep insisting on working together. Something about meeting up on the weekend. Maybe he should stop playing hard to get and just say okay.
โIโm busy.โ He immediately hates himself for saying it. Thatโs his default response for any sort of social gathering, and his dumbass went on autopilot for no reason.
โBusy with what?โ The way you flutter your eyelashes at him is both innocent and seductive. Are you actually flirting with him? Because itโs working.
โMy newborn,โ he utters out of panic. It didnโt entirely come out of his ass, though. The vet did say his kitten is around eight weeks. Thatโs basically a newborn, and sheโs definitely been keeping him busy.
But then your eyes get all big and sparkly. โYou have a child?โ
How the fuck is Jungkook supposed to respond to that? Youโre so excited over a human baby that doesnโt exist, and now he has to be the bringer of bad news. He normally doesnโt feel bad for others, but this makes him feel like absolute shit.
โIf itโs easier for you and the little one, we can work at your place?โ you offer. Why the fuck are you so gullible and trusting in him, and why is that a huge turn-on for him?
โI was just fucking with youโฆโ he finally comes clean. You look exactly like the surprised Pikachu meme, and yes, itโs adorable. Fine, you win. He gives you his number and address and invites you over.ย
All that for a fucking project.
When Jungkook returns home, a sleepy kitten waddles its way over to the door to greet him. She yawns her fish breath in his face as soon as he picks her up for a kiss. Ungrateful little demon.
She doesnโt stop there, either. With a burst of energy and a bushy tail, she flicks her eyes around, looking for a wire to chew on. The computer cords must be quite appetizing because she keeps trying to eat them.
โHey, that's dangerous, Lucy.โ Jungkook peels the kitten away from the wires and sets her down on his bed, but she just runs right back into the danger zone. โLucinda, you little shit.โ
Twenty minutes later, the boy makes a run to the pet store and returns with a few peace offerings. Heโs not much of a cat person, so he has no idea what all the young kittens are into nowadays. Hopefully they like mouse toys and pink bunnies.
Like the new father he is, Jungkook spends the rest of his evening teaching the kitten how to play fetch, rocking her to sleep, and tucking her in with the mouse and bunny. Finally, the demon has been tamed.
By the time he gets into bed, itโs already past midnight. Heโs exhausted and should probably get some sleep, and yet his mind is still wandering. He canโt quite shake that image of you getting down on your knees at his desk, just begging for his attention. For a second, it looked as though you, the most popular girl on campus, were lusting after his cynical smartass self. The mere possibility of that lures his hand into his pants to address that ache heโs been enduring all day. But before he can get any relief, he hears a set of paws back on the prowl.
Jungkook hobbles out of bed and turns on the light. To no oneโs surprise, the naughty kitten is caught red-handed with a wire in her mouth.
With a sigh, he collects the kitty, sits her down in his lap, turns his computer on, and opens up the code for the partner project. Itโs going to be a long night.
The funny thing is, the assignment itself doesnโt require much time or effort. What takes up all his time and effort is this silly kitten. Sheโs adorable but so damn needy. Kind of like you. If you were here to work on the project with him like youโd fought so hard to do, youโd surely be much too big of a distraction. No work would ever get done when you bat your eyes at him and giggle over the tiniest things.
It takes a good few hours between modifying and adding lines of code and keeping an eye on the troublemaker, but Jungkook eventually gets it done before the sun rises. As an added bonus, the naughty little wire fairy has finally worn herself out. She curls into a ball on top of Jungkookโs chest and falls into a deep slumber. The boy is out a minute later.
Itโs around ten in the morning when Jungkook wakes up and checks his phone. Youโre supposed to drop by sometime today, arenโt you? He wishes he knew when to expect you, or if you werenโt coming at all. Itโs up to you to message him, though, since he gave you his number and not the other way around.
Just then, he hears a knock at the door. His first instinct says itโs you. But then he checks his phone again and sees no new message from your unknown number. Surely youโd shoot him a text before heading his way.
Itโs probably just the special package of kitty toys he ordered a few days ago. Heโd get up to check, but heโs not trying to disturb the little rascal from her slumber. Sheโs still resting peacefully on his chest, and heโd like to keep it that way for as long as possible.
But what if the package gets stolen? Jungkook spent a lot more money than heโd like to admit on those kitty toys, and heโd be pretty pissed if someone took that away from his child.
Groaning, Jungkook slowly lifts the sleepy kitten off his chest and places her on the warm spot where heโd been lying. She stretches out her tiny limbs but otherwise continues her snooze. Perfect.
The first thing he sees when he opens the door is your bare tummy because youโve apparently decided to show up at his door unannounced in a micro crop top. Itโs so short your pretty tits might pop out if your arms were held above your head. Jeon Jungkook wouldnโt mind seeing a little underboob if thatโs the look youโre going for today.
Then he notices you staring at him like heโs a stranger. You havenโt even greeted him yet. He watches as your eyes travel up his bare arm to his face and messy man bun, and then back to his arm. Thatโs when it hits him. This is the first time youโre seeing any of his tattoos and piercings.ย
The quiet studious Jeon Jungkook at school doesnโt look like the type to have a full sleeve or this many piercings. He doesnโt like drawing attention to himself and prefers to keep a low profile. Life is just easier that way. Thatโs why he always takes his piercings out and covers his tattoos with a hoodie when itโs time to go to class.ย
Seeing him now in a muscle tank must be quite shocking to you.
โWhy do you look like that?โ You have the audacity to point the finger at him when youโre looking that good in your little crop top. โI mean, if Iโd given you a heads-up, would you have thrown on a hoodie and removed all your piercings before I got here?โ
Oh? You sound kind of upset at the fact that heโs been intentionally hiding his body art in class. Like youโve been missing out.
โMaybe,โ he answers as he leads you inside. Your curious eyes are still glued to his tattoos. You ask why he hides it all, and he mentions his distaste for compliments and small talk.ย
He does it to avoid the exact things youโre so good at attracting.
โFine, I wonโt talk about how pretty I think your tattoos are.โ You bring out a pouty lip to combo with those puppy eyes. He wonders how you make your pupils so big like that. And what the fuck are you so whiny for? You want to admire his body art that badly? Fine.
โIโll grant you permission to give one single compliment.โ Without a single thought, he lifts his tatted arm for you to grab onto. Your hands are so soft and warm as they slide across each tattoo. Itโs in times like this that Jungkook wishes his entire body was covered in tattoos for you to trace with that angelic touch.
After what feels like forever, you still havenโt said your one compliment. It seems like youโre just using this as an excuse to latch onto his arm like his little kitten.ย
โWell? Are you gonna fangirl over my tattoos or just keep fondling my arm?โ Heโd give you a nudge but his arm is too busy being fondled.
โI wish I could see all of them.โ Your eyes meet his as your tits press into his arm. The compliment is innocent at face value, but the implications behind it sure as hell arenโt. Oh, you definitely want to fuck him.
If you think you can just waltz into his home with that crop top, drool all over his tattoos, and ask for sex so shamelessly, youโre not wrong. His body is aching to squeeze those tits, to feel just how tight you are, and to make you squirm until you squirt.
โOoh kitty.โ Like an easily distracted toddler, you toss his arm aside and move on to the next toy that fascinates you. The kitten drops her mouse in front of you and sniffs your hand when you scoop her up. Jungkook watches from afar as his own kitten steals you away from him. She even presses her pink nose to your cheek. That little fucker.
Jungkook has to bite his tongue at least five times to stop himself from asking if youโre done playing with his cat. Heโd come off as jealous and needy for your attention. Instead, he acts like the mature father he is and puts her to bed in that pink new donut cushion heโd bought for her the other day. She kneads her paws on the bunny until she canโt keep her eyes open anymore and settles into the loaf position. Heโs convinced sheโs only behaving like an angel right now to impress his lady friend.ย
โSo whatโs this project again?โ The boy has no intentions of actually working on the project, but heโd prefer it if you werenโt so focused on his cat.
โYouโd know if you were listening!โ You turn back to the cat again. He couldโve sworn he heard you whispering something into her triangle ears like, โYour daddy is so useless.โ
Hearing that name come out of your mouth is confirmation. Confirmation that youโd be so submissive if he were to spread your legs open and make you his little plaything. And he kind of likes the sound of that.
โIโm just fucking with you again. I already finished it, by the way,โ he hums. Since you seem to be the stubborn type when it comes to project participation, he sits you down at his computer with the finished code to prove that daddy is not in fact useless.
He expects you to be all wide-eyed and impressed by his work, but you simply sigh as you run the program. Great. It appears he has yet another ungrateful little thing on his hands.
But then you start adding in a bunch of stuff โfor the aestheticโ because although heโs โquite possibly the nerdiest boy youโve ever met,โ thereโs still room for growth when it comes to โthe fun shit.โ And by โthe fun shit,โ you mean coding in a cat doing some elaborate kpop choreo.ย
Half an hour later, you run the final product again and submit it in its perfect form. Arenโt you the nerd here? Quite possibly the prettiest nerd heโs ever met.
โAre you sure that Jim guy wasnโt trying to be your partner just to get a good grade? Nerd,โ Jungkook says before face-palming internally. Why does he always resort to name-calling as his way of flirting with people? This is why no one likes him and why heโd rather just keep his mouth shut. Heโs going to ruin a good thing with you if he keeps that up.
But to his surprise, you throw the name right back at him with a playful smile on your face. โIf that were the case, he wouldโve asked for a threesome with you too, Nerd.โ
โNot particularly interested in a threesome with him.โ But a threesome with you? Sounds interesting.
You call Jim an asshole and donโt deny that you have a bunch of shallow relationships with the people in your class. When the boy asks you about it, you admit itโs intentional. Itโs this mindset of surrounding yourself with a lot of different people until you run into the few you click with.ย
And while Jungkook canโt relate to having that many connections to his peers, he understands the desire for someone who cares for you unconditionally and makes you want to do the same. Heโs been waiting for that person to show up for him too. Idly. At least youโre putting yourself out there.
โFound anyone yet?โ he asks, lying down on his bed. He stares up at the ceiling and not at the pretty person sitting less than a foot away from him. Youโd joined him on the bed at some point to play with the kitten, but the feline was very quick to abandon you. Now itโs just you and him.
โThere might be a boy Iโm interested in.โ Your voice is flirty and soft. The boy knows he might have a big ego at times, but thereโs no doubt in his mind that youโre talking about him. You wouldnโt be on his bed eyeing him like that if that werenโt the case.
With that knowledge in mind, Jungkook decides to tease you some more. โI bet itโs Jim, isnโt it? You know, like a passionate love-hate type thing?โ
โFuck no.โ Your face hovers over his like the moon during an eclipse, except youโre much more enticing to look at. He catches your eyes on his lips until they find their way up to meet his gaze. โNever mind, itโs no one.โ
Liar.
โReally?โ His body suddenly moves on its own, overcome with the lust that had been building up since you first showed him those puppy eyes in class. He pulls you beneath him and holds both of your wrists above your head. He was right. That crop top is indeed short enough to show him some underboob with you in that helpless position. And, much like how you said you wanted to see all his tattoos, he wants nothing more in this moment than to see the rest of you until heโs seen it all.ย
Purposely keeping the tiniest distance between his lips and yours, he whispers, โI was under the impression you were kind of into me.โ
As the afternoon turns to evening, youโre still at Jungkookโs place, still fondling his arm on his bed, and still obsessed with all the art and piercings that grace his body. The two of you had fallen asleep after getting a few rounds of filthy sex out of your systems, much to the boyโs surprise. Heโs used to people leaving right after, whether itโs because the relationship was purely sexual or because it just wasnโt worth his time. Youโre different, though. Thereโs something about you that he wants to keep holding onto.
โDid this one hurt?โ You poke the metal sticking out of his eyebrow.
โNot as much as you stabbing me with your finger just now,โ he frowns, running a hand through his messy hair. The man bun mustโve come out at some point in the midst of all that hair pulling and wrestling in the sheets.
โYou must have really low pain tolerance then,โ you giggle with your finger ready to poke him someplace else. But before you can do so, he closes his hand around yours and tucks your pointy finger away to put an end to your antics. โYouโre no fun,โ you pout.
โReally? You seemed like you were enjoying it when I let you sโโ
โWhereโs this one from?โ You somehow dodge the accusation and free your finger from his grasp to poke the shark tattoo that you now know hides beneath his shirt. Youโre so sneaky.
โSomeone.โ Aka the same artist he gets his gossip from.
โWhat about theโฆ snake one?โ Of course thatโs the one that pops into your dirty little head.
โSomeone else.โ Aka the one he might have slept with a few times before she convinced him that the snake would look good on him there. She wasnโt wrong. โYouโre nosy.โ
โIโm just asking! Maybe I want a tattoo too!โ you squeak. Jungkook has no doubt in his mind that youโd look pretty damn hot with any tattoo anywhere on that body. โTattoos are attractive, no?โ
โBe honest, you only fucked me for my tattoos, huh.โ The boy knows this to be false because you arenโt the shallow type, but he just wants to hear what other good things you have to say about him. Because maybe he doesnโt hear that a lot from others.
โObviously. It had nothing to do with how hot you are, or how easy you are to talk to, or how soft you are for your cat, or how perfect of a pair we made for that project,โ you lie with the most charming smile ever, snuggling up as close as you possibly can to his body. Twirling his long hair around your finger, you tuck it behind his ear, and whisper, โIโm such a little slut for your tattooed cock.โ
The boy gets yet another urge to tear your clothes off again and feel your bare body connect with his so perfectly. Heโs just about to shove his hand into your panties (you gave up on pants after the third time) when you let out a tiny snicker.
โI take back what I said about you not being fun,โ you say, lips flush against his neck. โYouโre fun to tease.โ
Him? Fun to tease? Maybe youโre forgetting about all the teasing and torture he put you through earlier. Maybe youโre in need of a little reminder.
โHey,โ he says in his stern parent voice. You look up at him with those big innocent eyes again. Oh great. Itโs clear that you know his weakness and arenโt afraid to exploit it. Just like how his naughty little kitten knows she can get away with anything because sheโs too cute to get mad at. โBehave or Iโll kick you out.โ
โOh?โ His so-called threat catches your attention enough to get your ass in his lap and your hands tangled in his hair. You let him taste your lips, your tongue, your everythingโa sweet taste he wonโt ever get sick of. โDo whatever you please to me,โ you purr as the soft kisses quickly become an unbearable heat of pure desire.
Between you and his kitten, Jungkook already knows heโs gonna have his hands full. The thought of caring for others would normally irk him, but itโs not like he could ever say no to you or the kitten, even if he tried.
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PURE ATTRACTION | JJK | TATTOO ARTIST
Pairing: TattooArtistJungkook X NaiveReader
Summary: "I shouldn't be watching a man undressing, especially not from the house next door."
Warning: Intolerance, toxic religion, parental relationship, Jungkook taking off his clothes ๐ฎโ๐จ๐คฒ very dumb reader.
A/N: This is my first fanfic on Tumblr and my first BTS one. I know, it's embarrassing. The story isn't that great, and it probably shouldn't be the first one I post here, but the characters took on a life of their own without my consent, and I've been writing this since 2022 (fuck), so here we are. Please keep in mind that English is not my first language and that the reader is extremely annoying. See you on the next chapter! Thank You.
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Chapter 1
I organize the things from the bazaar as I go through the accessories spread out on the table. It's a calm easy task and I've done it more than a thousand times, so even with my eyes closed the job is done masterfully. My mother is next to me, quietly, listening to music on an old radio that she refuses to throw away. It seems that, since it's a radio she got as a teenager, the object has a deep meaning for her and she doesn't even like the thought of exchanging it for something more modern. I hum along too, trying to tune my voice in some parts where the music gets harder and the notes get higher.
Usually on the weekends, every Sunday, my mother and I go to church and the bazaar after the service, to raise money and help the pastor's project. Pastor Leen is a good man and always helps everyone in need, so this semester, during these last months of the year, he has been focusing on the animals that live on the streets. Everyone in the community who goes to church participates and helps in whatever way they can, whether through donations or fundraising, like my mother and I do. Thatโs why we gathered some clothes and items for the church bazaar, and with the sales, we can do our part. It's exhausting, but rewarding in the end.
During the week, I study at the university in my town and work at the library, so there's not much time for rest, but I like having a busy life. Although I know that, for some people, my idea of a busy life might not seem busy at all. At twenty-one, Iโm supposedly supposed to be somewhere else in the world, enjoying my youth and partying with my friends, but strangely, I never wanted that. Whether itโs because of my mother, who always instructed me not to follow that path, or because Iโm just introverted, Iโve never gone to parties or had adventures that I could look back on later. The most out-of-the-ordinary thing I've ever done was drink beer when I was eighteen and regret it the next day, feeling guilty for being influenced by a friend.
Iโve never left this town. Iโve never dated. Iโve never been to a party. I havenโt done many memorable things in life. Sometimes I wonder if Iโll regret not having these experiences someday, but Iโm so tied to the way I live my life that itโs hard to change, even just a little. Habits are hard to break, whether for better or worse. Iโm pulled from my thoughts when the store door opens and Mrs. Jeon walks in with a smile on her face and two heavy bags in her hands. I quickly get up intending to help her, but my mother is faster.
โGood morning, Eunji,โ Mrs. Jeon greets my mother, letting out a relieved sigh as the weight of one of the bags is lifted from her hands. โGood morning, Y/N, how are you?โ
โIโm fine, Mrs. Jeon. How has your week been?โ I ask, taking the other bag from her. I peek inside and notice that itโs full of menโs clothes, judging by the size and the predominantly dark colors.
โRadiant, actually. My son arrived in town last night,โ she says, her smile widening. Iโm surprised because I didnโt know she had a son. Mrs. Jeon moved to town six years ago, and I donโt recall any son visiting her or her mentioning him. This is the first time sheโs spoken about it, at least in front of me.
โYour son, Jungkook?โ my mother asks, curious, and our neighbor nods, still beaming. โDoesnโt he live in Seoul?โ
โYes, he does. But heโs been expanding his business, and I invited him to visit, and coincidentally, he decided to open a branch here,โ she explains, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. My mother instantly flashes a smile. An interested smile that I know all too well.
Of course, because Iโve never dated, my mother is always trying to set me up with someone. Not that I want her to. I never asked her to make all this effort, much less to convince the church ladies to introduce their sons just because Iโm single. Itโs embarrassing, as if Iโm not capable of finding someone on my own without my motherโs help, but she doesnโt listen, even when I had an honest conversation with her asking her to stop trying to play Cupid.
"What kind of business?" my mother asks, and I try not to roll my eyes. For a woman of God, she worries way too much about money and status. It's a controversial topic that has led to arguments between us in the past.
"He's a tattoo artist. He owns a tattoo studio in Seoul," Mrs. Jeon explains with a proud smile, and my mother's face immediately turns serious. The charm of a potential son-in-law is lost. Of course, no one is ever perfect enough for herโor for me, in her eyes.
I love my mother. Sheโs strong, and many times I look up to her when making important decisions, but she judges people too harshly. Ever since she joined the church when I was younger, sheโs changed. She changed her clothes, the way she speaks, and even her thoughts. I canโt even remember what she was like before, and even though all these changes were a support for her after my father passed away, some aspects of the situation still bothers me. The fact that she believes people are going to hell just for having different opinions and ideas is one of them. Of course, I donโt argue with her about it and rarely express my point of view. If she knew how I really thought, Iโd be a princess locked in her room, with no peace and even less freedom than I already have at home.
"He's a tattoo artist?" my neighbor nods, not noticing the bitter tone in my mother's voice. I decide to step in, anticipating some sharp comment from the woman beside me.
"Mrs. Jeon, thank you so much for the clothes and for your help. Just today we had three customers, and the clothes you donated sold very quickly," I interject, changing the subject. The tension in my shoulders eases as my neighbor shifts her focus to the bag in my hands.
"Oh, no need to thank me. I want to do as much as I can to help the animals. I adopted a puppy last week and Iโm in love!" she says, placing her hands on her cheeks with joy, and I canโt help but smile. Mrs. Jeon is one of the few older people from the church that I enjoy talking to.
"Whatโs his name?"
"Gureum. Heโs an angel," she says, forming the small size of the puppy with her hands.
"Gureum? Donโt tell me heโs all white," I guess, laughing at the name.
"He is!" she laughs with me, jingling the keys in her hand. "Anyway, I hope we get plenty of donations this month. I can't wait to see the results of our work."
"Thatโs true, Misuk. This month the winter will be harsher, so we have to act more quickly this year," my mother continues, and the conversation shifts to the church project. I feel more relieved as the minutes pass and Mrs. Jeon leaves. Not because of her, of course, but because of the situation itself. My mother is very straightforward and usually says what she thinks, no matter who it hurts. I donโt want my relationship with our neighbor to be ruined just because my mother doesnโt know how to hold her tongue.
"Did you hear what she said?" Eunji asks, her eyes wide, one hand on her chest as if sheโs deeply shocked. "Her son is a tattoo artist! Do you think he has those awful marks all over his body?"
"Probably, Mom," I sigh, trying to focus on the clothes Mrs. Jeon just brought. "And Mom, donโt talk like that. Sheโs our neighbor."
"Even so! Y/N, that only happens when parents donโt know how to properly guide their children. How can a mother, who goes to church, let her son go down such a horrible path in life?"
"We donโt know how her son lives, and itโs none of our business, Mom!" I try to keep calm as I fold a large black T-shirt, but then I remember that before organizing the items, we have to wash them, and I couldnโt be happier about that.
Usually, the clothes are washed at our house, and my mother still has to stay at the bazaar for a while longer. Honestly, I donโt want to be around her listening to how good of a mother she was just because I go to church and donโt have a tattoo on my arm. It irritates me, and itโs hard not to let her notice, but for the sake of peace, I try my best, nodding and agreeing with all the nonsense she says.
"Mom, Iโm going to take all these things home and get everything ready for the bazaar, okay?" I try to force a smile, but my face feels stiff. My head is throbbing, and I canโt wait to get home. Iโve been out of my room all day, and thereโs nothing more exhausting than that, at least for me. She murmurs in agreement, probably annoyed that she can't keep talking badly about Mrs. Jeonโs son, but I donโt care and just leave.
I regret it a little halfway home because the bags are heavy, and even though the distance isnโt long, itโs hard to carry all the clothes by myself. I arrive home out of breath. The sky is overcast, with dark gray clouds covering it, but Iโm sweating as if I just ran a marathon. I laugh a bit at my lack of fitness, promising myself that Iโll start the morning walks I keep putting off, and I head to the laundry room to start organizing the clothes.
When I open the bag, Iโm surprised by the items. Not only are they of good quality, but Iโm also certain they donโt belong to Mr. Jeon. He dresses well, but not in this style. I can hardly imagine him wearing black jeans or a heavy jacket. Iโm intrigued by who the owner might be, but I donโt waste time pondering it, too tired to unravel mysteries that arenโt even important. I leave the laundry room once everything is organized and head to my room, throwing myself onto the bed.
My room isnโt particularly special or different, but what I love the most about it is the bookshelf filled with books covering almost the entire wall. It was my dream from a young age to get a job and buy every book I was interested in, and luckily, thatโs been possible since I started working at the library. Itโs the perfect job for me, even if itโs temporary. Iโm studying literature to become a teacher, and I canโt wait to start working in my dream job.
I sigh and pull my phone out of my dress pocket, too lazy to take off my clothes and go shower. I groan, placing my hands over my face, knowing thereโs no escaping it after being out of the house all day. Thereโs no way Iโm going to bed like this. Reluctantly, I get up and untie my hair, which falls in waves, heavy against my neck.
I bend down to grab the hem of my dress and start pulling it up, feeling even more tired. Today was such a long day. I canโt wait to go to bed and sleep until tomorrow. I take off my socks, lifting one foot behind the other, and as I head to the towel inside the wardrobe next to the bed, I unhook the bra thatโs been bothering me all day. The relief is so immense that I let out a sigh, touching my breasts with my fingers and playing with my nipple, hardened by the cold air.
On my way to the bathroom, I stop and look at the window when I notice that the neighborโs windowโthe one that had never been opened until nowโis, in fact, wide open. I need a few seconds to realize that thereโs someone on Mrs. Jeonโs balcony, and worse, itโs not her on the other side. Itโs a man. The most handsome man Iโve ever seen in my life.
I hide behind the bookshelf in my room, afraid that he might think Iโm spying on him, but for some reason, I keep watching him with curiosity, hypnotized by the way he moves around the room and among the furniture. His dark, wavy hair falls over his face when, out of nowhere, he starts pulling his shirt over his back, taking it off lazily while focusing on the phone in his hands. He gives a small smile, almost as if he subconsciously knows the effect heโs having on me. My heart beats hard against my chest, and my breathing quickens; my mind fills with fantasy images of his pink lips and large, seemingly soft hands.
He is... gorgeous. Different. With tattoos all over his body. One of his arms is completely covered in designs, and his chest is adorned with images that I canโt quite make out. My mouth waters as my eyes roam over his strong back and shoulders. His pale skin glows under the dim light of the yellow lamp, and itโs hard to catch my breath. Itโs like observing a work of art. A forbidden work of art, I know. Itโs wrong. But I canโt convince my mind that I should stop. The man, still a stranger, smiles at his phone as the screen lights up his face. Unlike his body, which exudes sensuality and is intimidating, his smile is sweet and gentle, and the most charming Iโve ever seen. He tosses the phone onto the bed, unbuckling the leather belt around his waist and deftly undoing the buttons of his jeans. Thatโs when the trance that literally had me delirious breaks. I slam the window shut, desperate at my own madness.
What was I doing? How could I have seen a stranger stripping like a complete pervert? I feel so bad, guilty for having crossed the line and done something as wrong as this. I gulp, covering my face with my hands. I let out a tortured sigh and feel my heart racing uncontrollably. I am sweating, as if I had done a heavy workout, when in fact, I had been standing still the entire time. I peek through the gaps in my window to see the room in Mr. Jeon's house, but I can't see anything anymore and I don't have the courage to open the curtains and try to look at the man again.
It's the first time in many years that I have felt something like this. Could it be desire? I can't remember the last time I felt anything like this. I recall having a small and first crush on a boy at school, something innocent, when I didn't even know what it meant to like someone romantically or as a friend. This was, throughout my life, the only consistent experience in recent years. It scares me that suddenly I feel something different for someone, even if it's minimal. I let out a sigh and cover my face, embarrassed by my own behavior. To make things worse, I'm not even wearing clothes. I rush to the bathroom and close the door, staring at myself in the mirror. I am so dazed that even my cheeks are dark red. I close my eyes tightly and head to the shower, trying to let the water wash away my thoughts. It doesn't work. I spend the whole night gazing at my bedroom window, full of images that I can't forget or erase.
I have a normal day after the almost exhausting night. I study in the morning about different approaches with children on the autism spectrum, which I find completely interesting and complex, and then I work in the afternoon at the college library on campus. This is actually great because I can study even during my work hours with free access to all available books, which has saved my life in recent months. The first semester of classes was tough, but this second one has been terrible, with piled-up assignments and deadlines that are almost impossible to meet, at best. My life has revolved around this routine, and the ordeal of exams hasn't even started. On my way home, I stop at a convenience store to buy something to eat and bike towards my house, which, honestly, isnโt very far but is extremely tiring.
I get home exhausted, collapsing on the sofa almost immediately. My mother appears from the kitchen with a serious face and a tense expression, as if something very grave had happened.
"You won't believe who invited us to dinner." she comments, placing one hand on her hip.
"Who?" I ask, just out of courtesy. Besides not being hungry, I'm not interested in the subject, too stressed with college stuff to pay attention to my mother.
"Misuk."
"And what's the problem, Mom?" I roll my eyes. Until yesterday, my mother had no problem with our neighbor, and now she acts like the woman is forbidden or not good enough to be her friend.
"Did you forget, YN?" she asks, crossing her arms. "Her son, the one from Seoul, will be at the dinner."
I turn pale, my mouth dry. How could I have forgotten this? College has consumed all my thoughts during the day, but I would never forget that man. The man I saw through the window is Mrs. Jeon's son, I suppose. I concluded this after spending the whole night mulling over my thoughts and reliving that body and face, which I canโt even recall without blushing. Iโve already eaten at college and feel satisfied, but the first thing I do when my mother mentions the dinner is smile.
"Iโll go with you." I affirm, unsure. If my heart raced so much from a distance of Mr. Jeon's son, I can't imagine what will happen if I see him up close. But I'm so curious that I can't avoid it. I want to see him. I want to prove that everything I felt last night wasnโt just a product of my imagination tainted by romance novels.
"The truth is, I wanted to cancel the dinner."
"You didn't cancel, did you?" I ask, trying not to sound too desperate. My mother shakes her head, which makes me sigh with relief.
"No, but I'm curious about the guy. I want to see what he's like and make a better judgment about him. I just ask that you donโt get involved with that kind of person. Heโs a tattoo artist and lives alone, so young. Who knows what he does alone in a city like Seoul." she says, and I agree with a noise in my throat.
Iโm also curious about him, Mom, but not for the same reason as you. I stay silent as I go upstairs to my room. I look for some slightly nicer clothes without much expectation but I donโt have anything different from conservative or old. I feel sad for no reason and convince myself that it doesnโt matter what I choose to wear; a man like the one I saw last night will never be interested in me, no matter what I put on. I quickly shower, then, after my mom calls me from downstairs, I look at myself in the mirror, staring at the dark blue dress that goes down to just below my knees. I roll my eyes and simply go, with little enthusiasm.
My mom has a bowl with a freshly baked cake, and after saying it's for the neighbors, we head out. Itโs the house next door, but the short walk feels like an eternity to me. My heart races as we approach, and I let my mom lead the way, walking ahead. She knocks on the door with three taps, and we donโt wait long before Mr. Jeon appears. Heโs a man in his fifties, but very handsome and friendly, wearing a long-sleeve shirt and comfortable house slippers. He smiles at both of us, still holding the doorknob and giving us space to enter.
"Good evening, Eunji, good evening, Y/N." he greets us. I nod, a little embarrassed. Unlike Mrs. Jeon, I donโt see him often, as he is very busy with work and doesnโt attend church regularly.
"Good evening, Yejun."
"Good evening, Mr. Jeon. Thank you for having us." I smile, genuinely grateful. I truly like the couple, as every time I see them, they always treat me very well.
"What a polite girl, isnโt she?" he says to my mother in a joking tone, then looks at me kindly. "You donโt need to thank us. We love having you two here. Please come in and make yourselves comfortable."
"I brought a cake for after dinner." my mom says with a smile. "Where is Misuk? I want to give it to her."
"Sheโs in the kitchen, finishing organizing things. Shall we go there?"
I follow them in silence, having little to do. My mom is more accustomed to the environment, as she comes here a few times for church meetings. I take a few steps toward the kitchen when a noise on the stairs catches my attention. Then he appears, and like magic, everything I felt before resurges, ten thousand times worse. I catch my breath as I see him slowly descending the stairs. He is much taller than me and different from what I imagined, now up close.
His eyes are dark, bright and large, which strangely complements his sharp jawline. His lips are a beautiful pink that makes me run my tongue over my mouth, enchanted by their apparent softness. Pink is now my favorite color. He exudes a powerful aura with his heavy clothes and his body built like a big mountain towering over me, but when he smiles, I am captivated. His smile is sweet, friendly, and inviting, making me want to get closer. However, the thing that catches my attention the most is the eyebrow piercing. My God. What a man.
"Hello, how are you?" he says with a boyish smile, and I blush instantly. I try to maintain a mantra in my mind, repeating several times: calm down, calm down, calm down! "My name is Jungkook, are you my motherโs neighbor?"
"Y-yes." I stammer and almost instinctively close my eyes, frustrated with myself. He smiles even more, squinting his dark eyes as if he finds me amusing.
"Nice to meet you. Whatโs your name?" he asks with a soft voice, and I feel embarrassed for not having said my name earlier.
"My name is Y/N. Nice to meet you." This time I donโt stammer, but I speak so quietly that I fear he might not have heard me.
"Nice to meet you, Y/N. My mom talks a lot about you." he says, confirming that yes, he did hear me.
I open my mouth to try to say something, but suddenly my mother appears. I donโt know whether to feel relieved or disappointed. I wanted more chances to talk and discover new things about him, but all I was managing to do was look like an idiot who hasnโt left the house in years, completely antisocial. My shoulders slump, and I follow my mother to the dining room in silence, feeling embarrassed. I can almost feel Jungkookโs presence behind me, but I donโt have the courage to turn around and glimpse his expression. I almost automatically remember him taking off his clothes, showing the tattoos that are now hidden, and I flush even more, almost choking on my own saliva.
"Good evening, Y/N!" Mrs. Jeon smiles at me, already seated at the table. I feel guilty for almost drooling over her son earlier but I smile, greeting her in the same way.
"Good evening, Mrs. Jeon. The smell of the food is delicious, as always." I say, seeing the vegetables on the table and the meat next to it that looks divine. If I hadnโt eaten earlier, Iโd be attacking the food, with respect, of course.
"Always so sweet, Y/N." she smiles. "Please, have a seat. Jungkook, sit next to her." she requests. I try to not choke again, just nodding, watching the man I am incredibly attracted to sit to my right side.
His parents and my mom engage in a lively conversation, and I try to pay attention in case they ask me something, but the truth is, I canโt follow along at all. Jungkook eats in silence and occasionally answers my motherโs questions, which Iโm sure are meant to gather more material for judgment when we get home, but I canโt follow any of the reasoning. Besides being handsome, polite and kind, he also smells good.
With the clothes he wears and the tattoos decorating his body, I would swear his perfume would be woody and strong, but itโs quite the opposite. His scent reminds me of spring, or nature like a field full of flowers. Itโs a scent I could absorb all day. Lost in thought while I play with the fork on my plate and the cabbage kimchi I served myself, I donโt notice him coming closer to me and my ear. My whole body shivers with his breath. I try to not make it too obvious, but I think itโs in vain since I hear his soft laugh even closer to my neck.
"Do you want to go to the kitchen, Y/N?" Jungkook asks in a whisper so close that I look around just to make sure no one is watching, especially my mother, who seems to have already formed a prejudiced opinion about him.
"Why?" I ask in a whisper, confused.
"I want to ask you something." he smiles crookedly, which makes me even more disturbed. I nod, still unsure about what Iโm agreeing to. He quickly stands up, and I almost instantly follow him. When we get to the kitchen, he turns around quickly, watching me attentively, crossing his arms over his chest.
"W-what do you want to ask me?" I swallow nervously.
"I was thinking whether I should talk to you about this, but after meeting you tonight, I think itโs for the best, anyway." he says with a serious face. His previously relaxed attitude changes completely, as if all the fun from earlier had drained away.
I become worried, my mind filled with questions, until something occurs to me. What if last night, somehow, he realized I was watching him? My body turns to jelly at the thought, and my heart beats faster as I look at his face. I would die, seriously. I would fall to the ground and never wake up again. My hands tremble as I wait for his question.
"Are you and my mother very close?" he asks in a whisper, this time with a weak voice, looking at his own intertwined hands. I nod in agreement, even more confused. Since Mrs. Jeon moved to my city, weโve become something like friends, despite the significant age difference. I consider her, even if mistakenly, like a mother.
"Yes. I think we have a close relationship. Why the question?" he shifts uncomfortably. He tries to smile but canโt. I am worried but silent, waiting for his answer.
"My mother is sick, Y/N." he says quietly, with a weak voice. My eyes widen at the news. I never imagined this is what he wanted to talk to me about. From his seriousness, it seems to be something very grave. "Thatโs why I came to the city. She had depression years ago and last month she tried to take her own life for some reason."
"She didnโt tell anyone, Iโm sure." I say as much as I can, still shaken and shocked. Mrs. Jeon seems so happy lately that I could never imagine something like this. My eyes fill with tears, but I try to contain the flood of emotions inside me, embarrassed to act this way with a previously unknown person.
"I know. I was shocked when I found out." he explains, running his fingers through his dark hair as if he were tired. "She wants to spare people from the situation, but I wish everyone could know and support her. She shouldnโt be thinking about anyoneโs well-being right now, except her own. Thatโs why I came to Busan, to take care of her."
"I understand." I whisper with a lump in my throat. I want to take his trembling hands and assure him that everything will be okay, but I donโt have that much courage. I wish I were casual and authentic and had the ease to simply say what Iโm thinking. Itโs the first time that not being this way makes me upset and sad. I wish I could be someone else right now. I wish I could help more.
"I apologize for bringing this up so suddenly. I hope I havenโt ruined your evening. Iโm sorry." he smiles awkwardly, puffing his cheeks, and a previously hidden dimple appears. His face turns red and I canโt help but like him even more.
"Donโt worry. Really. Thank you for telling me the truth. I want to help in any way I can. I'll try to keep her company more often."
"Thank you so much, Y/N." he smiles, with his eyes shining. "I knew it was a good idea to tell you the truth. I knew I could count on you."
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MASTERLIST
Jeon Jungkook | Min Yoongi | Lee Minho | Lee Felix | Kim Mingyu | Bang Chan | Kim Namjoon | Jung Hoseok | Choi Seungcheol
-constantly being updated- <- (thatโs a lie)
updated 8/11/2024 [guilty pleasures wc, for the birds ch 3, link check]
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Helloooo! its been a while hasnโt it? School is dying down so I finally had a chance to update this master list! I have updated the counts and info on fics that were already there and added a bunch more (new idols get hype). another fun new thing is that im going to open my taglist, so whenever i update a new chapter or add a new fic or whatever, whoever wants to will get a notification. all you have to do is just add a note to the post that says โtaglistโ and ill add u, im trusting that youre over 16. anyways! enjoy the new library of fics!!!
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fluff-> ๐ค | smut -> ๐ | angst -> ๐ง๏ธ | major tw -> โผ๏ธ
Jeon Jungkook
โก I Want You to Stay | @ahundredtimesover
series | wc: 261.3k | ๐ง๏ธ๐คโผ๏ธ
boss!jungkook x assistant!reader
PLEASE READ WARNINGS
idiot strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers if you squint, k-drama feels, angst, drama, fluff, smut, sexual themes, power dynamics, anxiety, depictions of assault and aggression [chapter 8] (specific warnings on post)
โก strong enough | @hyukaslvr
series *ongoing* | current wc: 32k | ๐ง๏ธ
idol!jungkook x idol!reader
idiot exes to lovers, slow burn, kdrama feels (kind of like our beloved summer minus the salt and water if yk loll), angst, drama, fluff, smut
โก guilty pleasures | @kookslastbutton
series *ongoing* | current wc: 28.4k | ๐ง๏ธ๐
ceo!jungkook x reader (?) idol!tae x reader
!!!okay so the fate of the story has not yet been decided, youโll get it once you read!!! (not poly!!)
angst, smut, fluff, loverstoexesto (?), coworkersto (?), unrequited love, smut, sexism, morally grey-ness, swearing, alcohol consumption, sexism in media and business, toxic relationships, abandonment issues, explicit sexual content
โก things you donโt know | @btsgotjams27
oneshot | wc: 4.3k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค
jungkook x f!reader
angst, ex best friends au, language, light kisses, miscommunication, reader jokes about unaliving her other best friend, mentions of throwing up
โi thought iโd never see you againโ
โก the farmhouse | @solecize
series | wc: 52.3k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค
jungkook x reader
estranged friends to lovers, small town au, childhood best friends, slice of life, cowboy-ish jungkook, grief, mentions of death, death, fear, drinking and substance use, mutually pining, explicit language, jk as a parental figure (youโll see), angst, fluff, growing up
โก Chasing Cars | @oddinary4bts
series *ongoing* | current wc: 155.2k | ๐ง๏ธ๐
brothers best friend!jungkook x younger sister!reader
18+ mdni!, forbidden love? au, college!au, slice of life, smut, angst, fluff
โก The Boy with Galaxies in His Eyes | @oddinary4bts
oneshot | wc: 52.9k | ๐ง๏ธ๐
idol!jungkook x tattoo-artist!reader
fwb to lovers, idol!au, angst (a lot), smut (a whole lot too), fluff, ocโs ex-boyfriend died and it takes an important place in the story, swearing, fuckboy Jungkook, fuckgirl oc, a whole bunch of red flags, miscommunication (they learn how to communicate donโt worry), exes that canโt stay out of your life, alcohol, they be a little toxic but they get better, explicit content: fingering, pussy slapping, squirting, oral sex (male and female receiving), mouth fucking, dirty talking, jungkook has a slight begging kink and an exhibitionism kink (not that present in the fic), dom!jk, switch!reader, car sex, sex in a tent, hair pulling (I think), tits/nipple play, unprotected sex, a little bit of ass slapping, mentions of choking
โก For the Birds | @yoonieper
series *ongoing* | current wc: 65.9k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค๐โผ๏ธ
jungkook x reader
slow burn, lots of smut (not always healthy), cheating, discussions of depression, this series includes Jk in a pretty toxic environment, degradation (not the sexy kind), manipulation, and overall Jk being in an emotionally abusive situation! please read with caution!!
โก how long will we fall | @jiminrings
oneshot | wc: 14k | ๐ง๏ธ
jungkook x reader
soulmate au, painful f2l, unrequited love, a lot of angst, more fluff n wholesome moments, emotional constipation, yearning, jealousy, swearing, redemption arc, ngl jk kinda toxic
โก touchinโ | @whatifyoulivelikethat
oneshot | wc: idk loll | ๐๐๐
jungkook x reader
rated M (18+) for language, lovers that call themselves friends-with-benefits because jk is a fool, both parties are freaking annoying tbh, smut (fem reader, double lip piercing jk, heavy petting, standing doggy with clothes on, lots of neck making out, light nipple play, lowkey forearm kink), fluff, non-idol!au - jk is wearing the outfit from his 2023.06.29 weverse live
i dont usually recommend smut but this was just too good not to
โก first class | @girlygguk
oneshot | wc: 25k+ | ๐๐ค๐ง๏ธ
rich student!jk x (f)rich student!reader
childhood best friends, nepo baby!reader & jk, kth younger sister!reader, heavy pining, language, emotionally constipated characters, miscommunication, toxic/unhealthy friendships, fwb relationship, fighting, blood, alchohol consumption, smut (see fic for full warnings there was way too many to write here)
โก meraki | @taegularities
series | wc: n/a | ๐ค๐
grumpy!jk ( + photographer!jk) x sunshine!reader
e2l, fluff, smut
all thats out for this right now is the teaser, full warnings to come soon, it looks incredible and i hope yall check it out!
Min Yoongi
โก Countermelody | @bonvoyagenoona
series | wc: ~100k | ๐๐ง๏ธ๐ค
yoongi x reader
small town enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, smut, humor, producers!yoongi, hobi, namjoon, songwriters!yoongi, hobi, namjoon, musician!reader
โก Oh! Darling | @yoongiofmine
series | wc: 108k | ๐ค๐๐ง๏ธ
professor!yoongi x student!reader
fluff, angst, smut, non idol au, university au, mild age gap (emphasis on mild, yn in grad school and yoongi in his early 30s), forbidden romance
โก Kitsungi | @moni-logues
series | wc: 105k | ๐ค๐๐ง๏ธโผ๏ธ
yoongi x reader
strangers-to-friends-to-lovers, non idol!au, angst, smut, eventual fluff โผ๏ธalchohol consumption, yoongi and reader are both depressed, depressive episodes, attempted suicide, toxic relationships (readers ex), jokes about death, death, vomit, self harm, self deprecation, language (specific warnings posted for each chapter)
NOTE: please read the warnings carefully, there is a lot of heavy topics in this read
โก Grey Area | @blushoseoks
series *ongoing* | current wc: 98,832 | ๐ง๏ธ๐
min yoongi x reader
heavy angst, language, alcohol consumption, university au, soulmate au, eventual smut, weed consumption, slow burn, death
โก Illicit Favors | @yoongiofmine
oneshot | wc: 29k | ๐๐๐
producer!yoongi x author!reader
smut with plot, friends to lovers, smut, more smut, even MORE smut, mutual pining, virgin reader, teaching sex au, this oneshot is amazing plz read it
โก back-burner | @yoonpobs
series | wc: 95k | ๐ง๏ธ๐โผ๏ธ
yoongi x f!reader
sisters best friend!au, best friend to lovers!au, sorta frenimies?to lovers!au, angst, *slow burn*, smut, fluff, one sided pining (?), longing, sibling jealousy, insecurities, family trauma, explicit language, eventual smut, eventual fluff, MAJOR ANGST, sexual harassment, mentions of poor mental health, alcohol as a coping mechanism, mentions of poor health, neglecting ones health [specific warnings in chapters]
guys this is another decently heavy one with a lot of sensitive topics so make the decision that is best for you while reading this
Kim Mingyu
โก Today was (not) a fairytale | @babyleostuff
oneshot | wc: 1.6k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค
idol!mingyu x fem!reader
established relationship, mingyu forgets your anniversaryโฆ
โก Snowbound | @papermatisse
series *ongoing* | current wc: 17.6k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ง๏ธ๐ง๏ธ
kim mingyu x f!reader
death mentioned/near death experiences, depression, unresolved mourning, cursing, emotional neglect, slight age gap (mingyu is slightly aged up), reader implied to be smaller than mingyu, stranger danger (?), extreme weather (?)
โก How to Win Hearts for Dummies (the answer is lattes and banana bread) | @gyuswhore
oneshot | wc: 12.4k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค
idol!mingyu x makeup-artist!reader
one sided pining, slow burn, swearing, shitty bosses, some descriptions of anxiety and breakdowns, reader has issues opening up
โก Hits Different (โฆโcause itโs you) | @gyuswhore
2-part series | wc: 40k | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค๐
kim mingyu x reader
based off โhits differentโ by taylor swift, brothers best friend!au, brother!seokmin, smut (part 2), friends(?) to lovers, university!au, slowburn, mingyus a bit of an airhead and an ass, reader has a hard time managing her feelings, lots of frustrated tears, one sided pining, user toruro x minghao make an appearance, swearing, theres another woman (gaspโฆ..but shes cool so), nayeon is a darling, seungchol is kind of annoying but we love him, smut tags in part 2
โก Backburner | @spamgyu
series | wc: im not counting loll | ๐ง๏ธ๐ค
seungcheol x reader | mingyu x reader
she had grown tired of being on his backburner, the person that he had kept warm until he gotten the girl he had his eyes set on for yearsโฆ and with a little help from her friend, maybeโฆ just maybe shell finally be the first choice
โก sugar and you | @97-liners
oneshot | wc: 4.5k | ๐ค
mingyu x reader
in which mingyu is an idealistic pastry chef, and youโre a cynical wedding planner who doesnโt believe in love.
fluff, just really sweet (hah) fluff, one-sided enemies to lovers
โก back to december | @toruro
oneshot | wc: 4.3k | ๐๐ค๐ง๏ธ
mingyu x reader
miscommunication, unrequited love (not fr tho), big dick mingyu, sex in a car, riding, fingering, pet names, creampie
guys that was a lot of smit warnings but i promise its not a smut fic just read plz
Lee Minho
โก Invisible Thread | @astraystayyh
series | wc: 37k | ๐ค๐ง๏ธ
minho x reader
university au, academic rivals to lovers (rivals not enemies cuz they respect each other), slow burn, fluff, angst, poor relationships with parents, insecurities, she/her reader, mention of alcohol
โก Lost in Translation | @moonjxsung
one-shot | wc: 26.5k | ๐ค๐ง๏ธ๐
minho x reader
university au, babysitter!reader, older brother!minho, smut, angst, fluff, mention of pregnancy, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), pet names, (see other warnings)
Lee Felix
โก forgive me for what i havenโt done | @rachalixie
one-shot | wc: 17.5k | ๐ค๐ง๏ธ
prince!felix x princess!reader
kingdom au, angst, betrayal, strangers to lovers, hurt/comfort, she/her reader, emotional manipulation and physical violence from readers father, mentions of violence
Bang Chan
โก Dispatch | @baby-yongbok
oneshot | wc: 1.3k | ๐ง๏ธโผ๏ธ
husband! 911 operator!bang chan x afab!reader
themes of home invasion, mentions of guns, please read responsibly!!!
Chan has heard a lot of calls being a 911 operator but this is never one he wanted to experience.
Kim Namjoon
โก My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold | @daechwitatamic
series | wc: 76.3k | ๐ง๏ธ๐
KNJ x f!reader, unrequited KTH x reader
college!au, roomie!au, angst, s2l, slow burn, eventual smut, pov changes, convos revolving around the past loss of immediate family members, language, drinking, angst, a LOT of poetry, eventual smut - sections will have individual warnings
Jung Hoseok
โก Flower | @readyplayerhobi
series | wc: 177k | ๐ค๐ง๏ธ๐โผ๏ธ
hoseok x reader
depression, anxiety, self-loathing, lack of self-esteem, oral sex (receiving and giving) penetrative sex, fingering, kink exploration, anal, panic attack, discussion of car accidents, mentions of character death, body issues, sex toys, stress, drinking [smut isnt till later in the series btw]
Choi Seungcheol
โก Always Only You | @honeyhotteoks
oneshot | wc: 14.2k | ๐ง๏ธ๐
s.coups x reader
non idol!seungcheol x fem!reader, older brother mingyu, seungcheol is mingyus bff, childhood friends to lovers, brothers best friend, reader is called a sl*t in a mean way by her shitty date, v protective cheol, reckless driving, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), reader is curvy and descriptors like full, thick, etc are used, makeouts, grinding, cheol is obsessed with pussy, oral sex (f receiving), hand stuff, smut
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m.list ; Reading list.
Updated. Jan 22, 2024.
Note : I read k-pop idols x reader/ orginal female character fics, so this list is organized keeping that in mind, I do not personally have any issues with other genders, this is just my preference. Thankyou. If you hate unnecessarily, sincerely, no fucks will be given.
(everything is organized by alphabetical order)
โฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
angst .
fluff .
smut .
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artist au .
arranged marriage au .
assassin au .
baker au .
bartender au .
BDSM au .
best friendโs brother au .
best friends to lovers au .
best friendโs sister au .
boyfriend au .
camboy au .
camgirl au .
camp counselor au .
CEO au .
chef au .
childhood friends to lovers au .
club au .
college au .
coworker au .
crime au .
dad au .
doctor au .
dancer au .
detective au .
divorce au .
enemies to lovers au .
established relationship au .
exes to lovers au .
fantasy au .
farm au .
father au .
friends to benefits au .
friends to lovers au .
fuckboy au .
fuckgirl au .
forbidden au .
gamer au .
god au .
hitman au .
horror au .
husband au .
hybrid au .
idiots to lovers au .
idol au .
king au .
lawyer au .
mafia au .
magic au .
medical au .
musician au .
neighbours au .
noona au .
one night stand au .
photographer au .
pirates au .
professor au .
prince au .
rich au .
road trip au .
roommate au .
royalty au .
second chance au .
secret relationship au .
sex worker au .
single parent au .
social media au .
songwriter au .
soulmate au .
spy au .
superhero au .
supernatural au .
tattoo artist au .
teacher au .
unrequited love au .
vampire au .
werewolf au .
wife au .
โฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
kim namjoon .
kim seokjin .
min yoongi .
jung hoseok .
park jimin .
kim taehyung .
jeon jungkook .
ot7 .
โฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
drama .
hurt/comfort .
magic .
mutual pining .
mystery .
romance .
slow burn .
thriller .
age play .
crack .
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