#jungkook × reader

[whyse7vn]

PALENTINES -

[ ot7 x reader ]

SINGLE LADIES 😁🔥

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: gave my gf an hour long whimpering audio for valentines day

namjoon: you make me sick

jimin: this definitely counts as harassment

jk: yoongi got me a plastic fork

yoongi: yw

y/n: the audio was 5 minutes long????

tae: ok but i sent it to you 20 times

do the math????

jin: you sat there and whimpered into ur phone for 5 minutes that’s crazy

don’t you feel any shame??

tae: why would i feel shame?

it’s called being in love jin

you should try it sometime

jimin: it’s called harassment

hobi: ew man

jk: free asmr :D

jin: it’s gonna be free tae from jail soon

tae: no it won’t

jimin: ur right when you get locked up no one’s gonna want you free

hobi: KEEP TAE IN JAIL 🗣️💯

jk: personally i would want tae free

jimin: personally ur not real so it doesn’t matter what you want

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: ew how the hell did you flip it

i hate that

ew

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: HOW DID YOU DO THAT

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: STOP GO AWAY I HATE IT

namjoon: yoongi got jungkook a present this year?

yoongi: not by choice

y/n: it was by choice

hobi: it was a plastic fork

yoongi: a plastic fork not given by choice

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: no

y/n: please

yoongi: no

y/n: pretty please :3

yoongi: it was by choice

y/n: see told you!

yoongi: don’t understand why we have to buy each other shit on this holiday anyways

i like ONE of you not all of you

tae: am i the one you like be honest

yoongi: bye

y/n: it’s our silly little tradition don’t be a loser yoongi

yoongi: whatever

jin: ok anyways who ordered me a fucking marching band???

jk: idk but did you like it??

y/n: gonna take a wild guess and say it was jungkook

namjoon: i thought you have his card how did he order that??

y/n: he has apple pay now i can’t stop him 😕

hobi: wait no fair

jin did NOT deserve a marching band all he got me was his butter photocard???

jimin: he got me that too….

jk: OMG ME TOO >_<

tae: i don’t feel special anymore

namjoon: really jin?

y/n: mine was signed!!

yoongi: cheap

jin: you literally got kook a plastic fork?

yoongi: he loves it

jungkook tell him you love it

jk: i love it

yoongi: see

jin: whatever don’t care

jimin: namjoon got me a fucking book

jin: lol that’s crazy cuz you can’t read

jk: i’m sorry to hear you can’t read jimin hope you can soon :/

namjoon: i put a lot of thought into the book i got you

jin: that’s cute but he can’t read so

jk: i wish i was a book

tae: if you’re a book does that make you a tree?

jk: guys

y/n: no jungkook

jk: oh ok

jimin: i CAN read btw

yoongi: don’t care

jin: sounds like fake news

jk: omg wow ur a fast learner jimin you can read now!!!

jimin: ur talking way too much today

you should stop

jk: is he talking to me????

hobi: y/n got me a holiday to australia

i’m not gonna go cuz like bugs

but that was really nice

y/n: you’re welcome!!!!

tae: k but i got sex

y/n deleted this message!

tae: 😕

silencing me like they did MLK

jimin: what

jk: milk

hobi: did you just compare urself to mlk?

jin: yeah never say that again

tae: why not?? it’s true

yoongi: you are nothing like mlk

jk: tae ur not milk

namjoon: taehyung do not compare yourself to martin luther king ever again please and thank you

jk: or milk

y/n: and in black history month too…

tae: you don’t understand me or him

y/n: yeah ok

back to gifts

joon got me some really pretty flowers

jimin: boringggggggg he does that every year

jk: namjoon got me wood

hobi: ?

namjoon: statue

it’s a wooden statue thing

not just wood

tae: joon giving other boys wood for valentines ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

u wanna know who i gave MY wood too

y/n deleted this message!

namjoon: tae shut up

jin: saw that

tae: i’m just like mlk i’m telling you man

y/n: stop

tae: sorry

jimin: hobi got me shoes

hobi: i did

jk: hobi got me cheese

hobi: expensive cheese

y/n: i took yoongi to those cute photo booth things

yoongi: they didn’t need to know that

y/n: yes they did

we are sharing what we got each other

read the room yoongi

jimin: yeah yoongi read the room

tae: how tf u read a room??!

a room not a book ☠️☠️

u guys dumb as hell

jin: you not knowing what reading a room means makes a lot of sense actually

jk: send photobooth pics ^0^

bet u looked so cute

not you yoongi

y/n

her

not yoongi

i’m talking to y/n NOT you yoongi btw

yoongi: shut up

and no

you’ll never see those photos

jk: ☹️

hobi: so what did yoongi get y/n??

yoongi: don’t worry

tae: personally i’m worried

jk: me 2 guys yoongi is really scary

what if he killed her

y/n: ?

jin: i want to blow jungkook up

jk: i’m no ballon 😭

jimin: probably fucked for valentines let’s be real

tae: well that’s obviously NOT true lmao 😜 ☠️

yoongi: why is that “obviously” not true

we could of

tae: you didn’t

yoongi: and you know how?

tae: cuz i just know

yoongi: yeah ok

we could of for all you know

on the actual day too

tae: you weren’t even with her on valentine’s day

yoongi: and you were?

y/n: he wasn’t

tae: ok

but i could of been

yoongi: but clearly you weren’t

tae: neither were you

namjoon: both of you stop

tae: idk why yoongi acts all high a mighty

especially when it comes to her

y/n: ok that’s crazy

how about you don’t talk about me like i’m not here!

yoongi: idk why taehyung acts like he has a chance lmao

jk: guys

tae: that’s actually crazy

you’d be fucking surprised yoongi!!!!

yoongi: what’s that supposed to mean?

tae: what do you think it means?

tell me yoongi

guess

i’ll tell you if you’re right or not

yoongi: shut the fuck up

tae: or what?

hobi: why this kinda sexualllll

jimin: like 😭😭😭😭

y/n: LMAO STOP

jin: arguing over pussy that belongs to neither of them is crazy i’m just saying

jk: pussy \ ^0^ /

namjoon: how about we all stop arguing and move back to talking about the gifts we got eachother !!

hobi: jungkook got me a ballon

jk: yeah

do you love it

hobi: sure

jk: ^_^

jimin: personally i think hobi’s lying to you kook

jk: WHAT

jimin: i think he hates his ballon actually

jk: hobi pls say he’s lying

hobi: he’s lying

you see it may seem that way because on the outside im a very chill and nonchalant man

y/n: that is not true actually!

hobi: but on inside i am actually very chalant

EXTREMELY chalant no joke

so basically inside im going fucking crazy over the ballon jungkook gave me but it just doesn’t seem like that cuz im a chill guy

jk: but inside ur chalant

hobi: exactly

jk: jimin why would you lie to me

jimin: ur easy to lie to

jk: no im not

jimin: namjoon died in a car crash 24 hours ago

jk: NO NAMJOON OHHMYGOD NAMJOON NO

namjoon: i am not dead

jk: oh

y/n: how did you fall for that

namjoon cant even drive

jk: oh yeah

lol namjoon cant drive guys

namjoon: ok we all know

hobi: so what did you guys actually do on valentine’s day

jk: minecraft but then it got too scary so i played valorant instead

jimin: idk what any of that means but ok

i personally watched movies with joon

namjoon: yeah

i dropped by kook’s and y/n’s place first tho to give my gifts and stuff

hobi: where was my movie invite?????

jimin: we did call you

you were like high as hell

hobi: oh

wow

how real of me

jin: i cooked steak

jimin: for urself?

typical

jin: kys

no

for me and y/n actually

y/n: …

jin: my fault

yoongi: what

tae: oh

jk: SHE SAID SHE WAS BUSY

TTAHSTNOT FAIIROGJKFNKLDVLKFNKLFHKLNNDKVHNFKVNKLGNGR UFHDFHDKJ GHDKLNGFKLNGFG FHJDJHHGR DHGGRHBDNBF JGHKJGHGR

hobi: ????????????????????

namjoon: cool

jimin: jin???? out of everyone JIN??????

why would you fuck jin

jk: WHATR OHMYGOF WHAT?????? SHUT UP

jimin: on valentine’s day too…..

even fucking ME would make more sense than jin right now

jin: tf is that supposed to mean?

jimin: i said what i said lmao

tae: she cant of fucked jin

cuz she’s fucking me

yoongi: LMAOOOO

u really think your special dont you

thats crazy

jk: WHYIS EVERYONEFUCKING MY GIRLFRIENDOHMGYOJFDJFDKJDSDB

hobi: i dont get it even if she was fucking tae why couldn’t she fucked jin too?

y/n: i am like right here you know

tae: because me and her are serious

yoongi: serious???

you are just a rebound

tae: yoongi i think you’re just upset she didn’t come to you first after the whole jaehyun thing

yoongi: i’m glad she didn’t actually because now i know for sure i’m not rebound

you are

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: why? you getting upset?

idk why you’re acting like the victim here when you’re using her for the same thing

hobi: woah??

jimin: cap taehyung bitchless

yoongi: it’s time you stop using y/n to get over jennie and grow some fucking balls

jin: hold on

jimin: WAITTTTTTTT

hobi: SHUT FUCKING DOWN FR????

jk: imgonnapassout

y/n: oh

namjoon: yoongi

tae: i am not using y/n to get over jennie and you know that

hobi: wait ur fr??? taejennie was fr??

LIKE ACTUALLY?? OHMYGIDTHISISREAL??

yoongi: i know that? thats crazy how could i know that??

you didn’t even tell us about jennie

for over 3 months you were with her and you didn’t tell us

and then those photos of you and her were leaked and you were all depressed for ”no reason”

and now all of a sudden your obsession with y/n?

yeah you’re not using her you’re right i’m just fucking stupid aren’t i?

jimin: holy shit man

tae: i am not using her

yoongi: so why is yeontan with jennie right now?

y/n: tae you told me he was with you parents?

tae: yeah

but

i didn’t tell you that because im using you or anything i just said that because i didn’t want to cause any problems

y/n: you lied to me

for no reason

if you told me the truth it would of been fine

tae: i know

y/n: so when i came over

were you planing on sleeping with me anyways?

were you mad at yourself for calling jennie and leaving yeontan with her?

did you use me to help forget about it?

tae: did you use me to help get over jaehyun?

y/n: no

i can tell you that in full confidence no

now answer my question

tae: you know i would never do that to you

y/n: its a yes or no question taehyung

tae: i would never do that to you

yoongi: yes or no you asshole

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: answer her question

tae: leave me the fuck alone

tae left “SINGLE LADIES😁🔥”

jk: wow

y/n: didn’t sleep with jin btw

jk: ohthankgod

y/n: did sleep with tae once

we are NOT serious

jk: double ohthankgod

wait

y/n: and now i am going to sleep

jungkook come cuddle

gn all

jk: ON MY WAY OHMYGOD IM ON MY WAY

gn

jimin: good night …

hobi: nite!!

yoongi: gn

jin: goodnight

namjoon: gn

DOWNBAD😭🫵🏻 #2 (minus tae)

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namjoon: yoongi that wasn’t fair

yoongi: i know

but she deserved to know

and he wasn’t gonna tell her any time soon

hobi: YOU AND NAMJOON KNEW THIS TAEJENNIE WAS REAL THIS WHOLE TIME????

yoongi: i just found out

namjoon knew longer

namjoon: not that long

jimin: ok but how do you know tae is using her fr?

yoongi: it’s not hard to connect the dots

jin: still you could be wrong

yoongi: well he didn’t deny it did he?

jimin: to me it looked like he didn’t know if he was using her or not

yoongi: well he needs to figure that out soon it’s not fair to her

or him ig

but mainly her.

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hate this don’t care about anything bring back yellow….

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[koofete]

cute when you're mad | jeon jungkook.

pair: jealousbf!jungkook × f!reader

warnings: drabble short n simple, smut, mentions of sex and fingering in public, dirty talk, reader gets slapped, voyeur (?)

☆ note: my second drabble! again, english is not my first language in case of writing mistakes. pics edited by me. :)

jungkook is pissed.

after a very long time, he finally asks his sweet girl to a date. he chose his best clothes, the perfume you always say that smells good while sniffing his neck aggressively, bought you flowers..

he did everything!

and now there's a random man flirting with you while singing some romantic shit in the middle of the restaurant, on top of a small stage.

jeon didn't like the way he was staring at you, smiling, eating his girl only with eyes. liking even less of how you were giving all of your attention to that bastard.

things get worse when that guy picked up the microphone, saying loud and clear:

"this song i'll sing right now, i'd like to dedicate to that beautiful girl right there!" and pointed at you.

then the instrumental of 'careless whisper' started.

hah.

jungkook let the tongue touch the inside skin of his cheek, arms crossed right in front of chest while watching you getting all flustered, smiling shyly.

how adorable.

he's definitely doing something about that.

"babe?" you called confused about the feeling of your chair being pulled, and suddenly you're sitting by him.

"stay quiet."

jungkook's hands, decorated with rings, went up under your delicate dress, squeezing your thigh right before touching that place, making small shapes there.

"people will see!"

"so let them see."

when he knew your pussy was wet enough, two of the longest fingers was already inside, getting out and in quickly.

"koo.." you let a moan scape, covering your mouth with one hand after that.

looking at jeon with certain difficulty, he watched with a smirk that guy singing, his eyes open wide. probably noticed what was happening between you two.

and now, all makes sense.

your boyfriend was jealous.

that makes you want to tease him, but let him show you are his for everyone at the same time.

"you look so cute when you're mad, know that?"

"yeah, let's see if i'll still cute when i fuck you in that bathroom until you scream, perrita."

and jungkook really did that.

he fucked you silly in there, his fat dick eating you from behind, forcing your head back only for you to see your own face, that was a completely mess, full of sweat and tears. your butt? all red from his strong slaps.

jeon growled in your ear things like:

"you're all mine."

"that pretty hole of yours is mine to eat. only mine."

"see that messy face? mine."

"am i cute now, love?"

and he was happy now with the thought of everyone, especially that motherfucker, hearing your moans, hearing you scream his name; nobody else's.

maybe this plot is too cliche..?

[kooshours]

jeon's garage || CHAPTER 1

pairing: motorcycle mechanic!Jungkook x reader chapter genre: lots of fluff, slight crack rating: sfw warnings: mentions of substance abuse/absent parents, swearing, JK and mc meeting for the first time (a lot of cuteness and a bit of awkwardness), this JK word count: 6.0k

chapter summary: after successfully finding a bike (if it could even be considered one) you end up stumbling upon a repair shop and strike a deal with the owner. tag list: open! comment to join!

SERIES MASTERLIST

"This is a terrible idea." The first thing you heard as you stood with your best friend of ten years, Jaehyun, in the middle of a junkyard, staring at a motorcycle. Well, what was a sorry excuse for a motorcycle. Having been thrown away and forgotten in a dump, it was almost completely trashed. Any of the partially useful parts had been taken by anyone else who could make use of it. Now all that was left was the skeleton of what probably was a 20 year old motorbike.

"This is an amazing idea." You replied with a small grin. All in all, you knew your best friend was right. What kind of idiot got a random motorcycle from the junkyard? You did. It was the only way you could hide your newfound hobby from your older brother.

Growing up, your older brother had always been protective over you. Namjoon had major trust issues with anyone that entered your life and criticized anything you did that had the possibility of putting you in danger. So you knew that the moment you tried to tell him that you wanted to try and ride motorcycles, he would lose his shit. You'd probably lose your dear older brother to a heart attack.

You know that it was only because he loved you so much. Due to living in a not-so-good household, your older brother was the main one who took care of you. He deserved to be as protective as he was when everything in life just wanted to bite the two of you in the ass. He was 4 years old and taking care of you, teaching himself how to make the baby formula because your parents were too busy getting high off anything they could buy in a dark alleyway all while fighting a gambling addiction.

Because of that, your brother had learned not to trust anyone. He grew up to hate drugs and alcohol, to build walls around him and lose al of his faith in humanity. The only exception to these beliefs were you, and of course his best friends. But nobody was an exception of who he trusted around you, and that was including the 6 boys that he had been close with ever since middle school. He barely even trusted Jaehyun.

His overbearing protectiveness was the reason that you had never once met the guys that he called his brothers. He also made it clear that they didn't know a single thing about you either. All they knew was that Namjoon had a younger sister in her first year of university, and she was strictly off limits, no exceptions whatsoever. It was the one strict boundary that he had with all of his friends. The one thing that he was firm with and would never change no matter what. The moment any of them tried to get close to you, they would be dead to Namjoon.

It was a bit sad to you. You wished that you could meet the guys that your brother went out with every night and grew up with. You were curious as to who these guys were, since they were able to break down the walls that your brother had built up around himself ever since he was a kid. But they wouldn't be able to break down the fortress that Namjoon built around you, so you would only get to hear the stories and adventures that he went on, and the laughs that they had.

The main reason why you were in the middle of a junkyard looking for a motorcycle was for one reason. Freedom. Of course you loved your brother with every fiber of your being, but you couldn't stand how sheltered you had to grow because of it. Anything that was a potential danger to your health was an immediate no. It even took hours of convincing to get him to be okay with the job you had taken up at a local bakery.

He hated the thought of not being there to protect you. But you were 21 years old now, it was time for him to understand that he couldn't rule over your life forever. This was the most blatant act of rebellion you could think of.

That all brings you back to where you are right now, staring at the vehicle in front of you. Jaehyun had a disgusted look on his face. Not only from the sight of the thing in front of him, but also because of the fact that you were in the middle of a junkyard. The air smelled of animal shit, cannabis, and obviously trash. Your best friend was a bit of a germaphobe, but he was the biggest supporter of this independence plan. And he knew that even if he refused to come out, you would've gone anyways and you'd be stuck trying to haul a motorcycle by yourself.

"Whatever, let's just get this over with." Jaehyun muttered with an exasperated sigh. He knew that once you had your mind set on something, nothing would change that. It was what he had gotten used to over the years. He wasn't someone who usually marched to the best of his own drum no matter how often you had tried helping him gain more self-confidence. That meant that over these past 10 years he'd been your partner in crime, since you were the more assertive and extroverted one.

The next couple minutes, the air is filled with many strained noises and grunts, mutters from your best friend of "this was a terrible idea" and the sound of wheels being dragged through the dirt. Neither of you guys were particularly strong, but put together you were able to move the motorcycle without too much struggle.

After the two of you ended up getting the motorcycle into the back of his light blue Ford pickup truck, he closed the bed with an exasperated sigh. The two of you were sweating with extremely flushed faces, looking like you both ran a marathon rather than moved a 140 kilogram motorbike 9 meters and then lifted it into a truck bed.

"How are you even going to get this fixed?" Jaehyun asked as the two of you got into the front of the truck, still focusing on calming your breath. As soon as the car was on you and Jaehyun were both reaching to simultaneously point the AC fans towards yourselves. You had to admit that you definitely hadn't thought this far into the future, so you just gave him a sort of sheepish smile and nervous laugh.

"Well, that's a great question actually.." You mumbled, looking down towards your lap as you thought of any possible ideas. There was really only one option, because you sure as hell didn't know the first thing when it came to fixing up a motorcycle.

"I guess I can just look online for a mechanic. You don't mind keeping the bike at your place until I find one, right?" You asked, presenting your best exaggerated pout towards your best friend. He looked at you with an obviously unimpressed expression upon hearing that you hadn't planned ahead, but then again what did he expect? He should've known your response.

"Fine, we can keep it at my place for a few days. But you better find a mechanic soon. If not then I'm dropping this back off at the dump." Jaehyun replied with a defeated expression. You were glad that he allowed you to store the bike at his place, because if your brother caught a glimpse of your newest find, it would be fake over for you. You were practically bubbling with excitement the whole ride home.

Once you had showered all of the stink off and settled down in your apartment styled dorm for the night, you immediately reached for your laptop. There would definitely be a lot of researching to do, because you truly hadn't even comprised a vague plan of what you had to do.

All you had now was a trashed motorbike and the saved up money you earned from working at the bakery, which was quite a bit since your brother always insisted on paying for your tuition and housing for the university. A part of you wondered how he got all this money, but something else told you that it was probably better if you weren't aware and lived in peaceful bliss.

As you laid on your bed and opened up the web, you weren't really sure what to search up. Just going for the first thing you could think of, you just looked up "motorcycle mechanic near me" and pressed enter. What came up were many different options, but all of them were at least 30 minutes away. You could also tell that all of these mechanics would have you paying probably tens of thousands of dollars. Way more than you have. You knew that it was definitely a stretch to try and fix a motorcycle from practically scratch with 2,000 dollars, but it was at least worth a try.

After spending around an hour surfing the web through all of the different overpriced shops and reading reviews, you were stumped on what to do. Everything seemed to be much more expensive than what you could dream of affording, and the prices were only for minor changes to the bikes.

Maybe you were really in over your head. Blinded by the urge to show your brother that you had grown up and didn't need his help with anything. After sending a text to Jaehyun and informing him that this whole search was probably going to be useless, you decided to retire from your extensive search in exchange for getting some well needed rest. You had work in the morning at the bakery, and dealing with a bunch of middle-aged customers took most of your willpower.

The next day was already off to a terrible start. You never thought that staying up an extra hour last night would affect you much, but apparently the consequence for that was sleeping through your alarm. That was only the first shitty thing that happened. After having to skip your usual morning shower, you went to go make your usual morning coffee and the machine was broken. It simply didn't work. What was even more irritating about that was that you had spent around 200 dollars on an expensive espresso machine to save money. With the warranty having run out a few weeks ago, you knew it was a hopeless cause. Now you had to drive to work 45 minutes late and half asleep because the coffee machine was broken. Wonderful.

This wasn't the end of the series of unfortunate events though. Once you were all ready to go and finally out the door, you thought that would be the end to your karma for God knows what. As you turned onto the freeway on your usual route to the bakery, you were immediately met with the worst traffic you'd seen ever since you moved to the campus of your university.

As you were sitting in the standstill traffic, 1 hour late to work, it was so bad that you honestly just felt like turning back around and going right home. Save yourself from the embarrassment of being late to your job and just use the excuse of being sick. But you knew that it wasn't the right choice. So after going on your phone and calculating an alternative route, you were taking the next exit off the freeway.

The GPS was taking you down a new route that you had never seen in your life before. You were actually very surprised by this part of town. You had never heard of it in the two years you'd been living in this area, but it was beautiful. It was one of those artistic areas with the sides of buildings decorated with creatively designed murals and small local businesses with all sorts of antique decorations.

This type of place was right under your nose this whole time and you had never seen it before. It was right up your alley, and it was only about a 5 minute drive from your campus without any of the traffic. At this point you were less focused on the GPS telling you to make a U-turn because you missed your turn.

It was on this road that you almost stopped your car right in its tracks. Not that there were any cars behind you, but you didn't want to terrify the pedestrians walking down the sidewalk. Wedged in between two white brick buildings was a car garage, painted black with a rainbow mural on the front, and a neon sign titled "Jeon's Mechanic".

This was definitely not one of the options you had seen on the web last night, and you were suddenly intrigued. Either this store was going to be hella overpriced, or it was going to be cheap. At this point, work was the last thing on your mind as you signaled your blinker and turned into the parking lot of the garage.

After making a quick search on your phone, you were able to find the website of the car garage. It was a locally owned car garage and specialized in motorcycle repairs, causing you to let out a small shout of victory in your car. You put the car in park before scrolling down further on the website, looking around for all of the prices.

You had no idea what good pricing was for a motorcycle repair, you were just hoping for something close to your budget. There were only prices listed for minor fixes, but none of them seemed to exceed 1,000 dollars. Under the prices in tiny writing was a notice that prices for other services would have to be negotiated. It was now or never, you decided.

As you got out of your car and locked it, you could tell that this was definitely a place that a lot of local bikers knew about. There were bikes parked on the side, the owners standing around in the parking lot and chatting with each other. You didn't feel unsafe, but you were definitely intimidated. You were obviously out of place wearing one of your favorite white A-line dresses and a light pink cardigan.

This was the type of attire you usually wore to work, because you worked in a bakery. You didn't have a dresscode at the job, but you knew that the main reason the couple hired you was for your kind face and delicate style.

You swallowed down any nervousness that you were feeling and began walking towards the garage, ignoring any stares you were getting from the bikers hanging around.

As you entered the garage, you weren't really expecting what you saw. Not that you were expecting all black walls without any windows and some sort of gothic music to be playing, but you were pleasantly surprised by how nice it was. The lobby area felt really open with a lot of windows and plants around, and there was soft R&B music playing in the background.

There were LED lights illuminating the lobby and instead of having uncomfortable plastic chairs to wait in, there were cushioned seats lining the wall, right in front of a chalkboard wall with pieces of chalk laid out for anyone to write on. At this point, you were sort of glad that your morning detour led you here. You were given some hope that maybe you could begin your bike riding hobby.

You really weren't sure what to do once you entered, a soft bell sounded as the door opened and you walked in, but there was nobody by the front desk. You sort of awkwardly just approached the front desk as you took the time to look around the lobby some more. There were some pictures mounted on the wall. Most of them looked like biker groups, or photos of motorcycles that were definitely way out of your beginners league. After a couple minutes of playing with your own fingers, you finally heard rather heavy footsteps approaching you.

"Hey, sorry about the wait." You heard his voice before you saw him, and wow. He had a nice voice. You turned around to try and search for where the smooth tenor voice came from, and you knew that your reaction was probably a bit embarrassing. In front of you was probably one of the most panty dropping men you've ever seen before, standing behind the counter.

The first thing you noticed were his dark brown eyes which were slightly crinkled at the edges from his smile. Your eyes were glued to his face for an embarrassing amount of time. Your gaze drifted towards his perfectly shaped nose, and even further to his lips that were decorated with two lip rings, showing off beautifully straight teeth that took your breath away. He had a face that must've been sculpted by hand, and his godly face structure was accentuated by how his shoulder length hair was half pulled back, his bangs framing his face.

"How can I help you?" You were snapped out of your trancelike state by his voice once again, your eyes snapping back to his before you looked down in embarrassment. You didn't even know how long you had been standing there just looking at him, and it made you feel a bit awkward. You almost forgot the whole reason why you were standing in a repair shop when usually you wouldn't even get within 100 meters of one.

"Oh, right.. How much are bike repairs?" You finally found your voice, almost visibly cringing at the small shake to your tone. The handsome worker didn't seem to mind much, sporting the same warm smile as he listened to you.

"It depends, what exactly are you wanting?" He asked in a kind tone, reaching towards one of the drawers on the desk to pull out some papers. You didn't really know exactly what to ask for so you thought for a few moments before responding in an unsure tone.

"Um, like.. the whole bike fixed?" You asked, sounding much more stupid than you intended. By the way you saw one of his eyebrows slight quirk up, you knew that you definitely sounded like an idiot. Walking into a random bike garage and asking for a whole bike to be fixed. You hadn't even done research so you didn't know how to properly explain what you needed to fix.

"The whole bike? Are you maybe referring to just the engine?" He inquired in a patient tone, and you slightly pursed your lips. You knew that he could tell you didn't know the first thing about a motorcycle, if your attire wasn't enough of a hint.

"Well, probably.. amongst many other things." You replied in an unsure tone. He still had one of his eyebrows raised, and you noticed the piercing there as your eyes accidentally wandered a bit again. If you knew him any, you could swear that there was a hint of amusement on his face as he was processing what you were telling him.

"So you're saying that the whole bike needs to be worked on? Do you by chance have a picture of it? I need to see if it's salvageable and roughly how much it would be to fix." He said, making you feel a bit of hope. Maybe you could find someone to actually fix your job.

You reached for your phone and began looking through your photo album as you felt his presence move closer beside you. Your heart unwillingly began to speed up, a natural reaction to being in close proximity with someone as attractive as this guy. A part of you was wondering why he moved to stand next to you instead of waiting for you to just show him your phone, but you didn't dwell on it.

"Alright, here it is. I found it at a junkyard.." You mumbled in a slightly nervous tone as you showed him the pictures on your phone. As he bent down a bit to be able to see your phone screen you caught a whiff of the most delectable cologne you'd ever smelled. You had to physically restrain yourself from sniffing him like a weirdo, but what guy even smelled this good?

He reached towards your phone with one hand to zoom in on some parts of the picture, giving you a glimpse of the tattoos that decorated his right hand. You could see more tattoos disappearing under the sleeve of his jacket and a part of you really wanted to see the rest of what his sleeve was hiding.

"Wow, this really would require almost a full rebuild. It only really looks like the minor parts are attached to the frame. Are you sure that you would rather repair this than just buy a new one?" He spoke after a few moments, and you felt your expression slightly drop. You had tried looking online for bikes. Nothing was nearly around your budget, and somehow you just assumed that getting a bike from the junkyard would somehow be cheaper. He seemed to notice your fallen expression and quickly began speaking once again.

"But I'm sure we can find time to fix it, of course. It might be pricey though. What's your budget?" He asked as he leaned back up straight after finished with inspecting the condition of the bike you wanted to fix. He didn't step away from you though, and the proximity was making your cheeks feel a bit hotter than normal.

You could tell this would probably be the hardest part of what you wanted to do. Judging on what he said, you could tell that your budget was probably not nearly what you needed.

"Well, ideally around 2,000, if it's really needed I might be able to pull an extra thousand." You answered, and could immediately tell that your answer was not expected. He slowly nodded as he was obviously thinking about it. You were close to telling him never mind, that you could just buy a bike from a shop when he suddenly spoke.

"Normally, a repair of this magnitude might cost around 12,000 because of the condition it's in." He informed you, causing you to almost physically recoil. You weren't expecting the price to be six times your ideal budget, but what were you expecting?

"But, maybe we could work something out so you don't have to pay anything over your initial budget." He added on after a few moments and you looked at him with sort of a suspicious expression. You couldn't help but feel a bit weirded out by that proposal. Sure he was attractive, but what exactly was he trying to get at? Before you could stop yourself you slightly stepped away from him.

"And what would that be..?" You questioned a bit hesitantly. At first you saw the slight confusion on his features before the realization hit him. You watched as his cheeks and ears began to tint a red color as he seemed to notice just how his offer probably came off as. It was a bit amusing seeing someone who looked as intimidating as he did become so flustered in awkward within the span of a few seconds.

"I didn't mean it like that, I promise! I'm not trying to be creepy or anything, I just-.. Wow, I suck at this." He muttered to himself with a small sigh as he raised a hand to his forehead.

The sight of him berating himself made you unable to hold back the laugh that was bubbling up. His eyes shifted up to you when he heard your laugh, and after a few moments he joined in on the laughter. The sound of his laugh was just as melodic and pleasing as his voice was while speaking, and you were once again slightly swooning over this guy that you just met.

"Sorry if what I said came off as weird. What I meant by that was definitely not how it seemed. Um, how often are you available during the week?" He inquired, suddenly seeming to be a bit nervous. Even though your suspicions that he was some sort of pervert had disappeared, you were a bit curious as to why he was asking how often you had free time. Your curiosity was what compelled you to answer him.

"I'm usually available in the afternoon. I work from around 6 in the morning until 2PM on Mondays through Fridays." You replied. Some people didn't like having jobs early in the morning, but you were practically the opposite.

Your view on things was that it was better to get things over with, and you'd have the rest of the day to relax and do what you wanted. There also weren't many people who wanted to visit a bakery that early in the morning, and your pay wasn't dependent on how many customers there were.

"Alright, that's great. So, for the payment..." He trailed off a bit nervously, piquing your interest. What was getting him so nervous that he was having trouble looking at you while he was talking? He took in a deep breath before he looked at you with those hypnotizing dark brown eyes and spoke once again.

"I'll completely rebuild your bike for 2,000 if you're willing to come here and keep me company while I'm working on it... I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to, I'm sure I could figure out something else-"

"No, that's okay. I'll come in." You said before you could even properly think about it. You didn't know what compelled you to immediately agree without thinking over it, but you were answering before you fully processed what he was asking you to do. Was he asking you out in a romantic sense or something?

Judging by his reaction, you assumed that he was. His eyes went wide again when you suddenly agreed, the bambi eyes almost making you melt. The next thing you saw was his heartwarming smile as one of his hands moved to fiddle nervously with his earring.

"Oh, really? That sounds great! We can talk about the specific details, I'm sure it'll be easy to work around your schedule..." He trailed off, realizing that he had never caught your name or even introduced himself. He had been too focused on your beauty and talking to you to even introduce himself or ask for your name like he usually did with all of his other customers.

"____. Kim ____." You quickly introduced yourself, also realizing that he didn't know your name. His smile widened even more when you said your name.

"I'm Jeon Jungkook, the owner of the garage. It's lovely to meet you, ____." He replied warmly, and you felt your heart skip a beat when he said your name. You felt like this whole situation was way too good to be true the whole time you were both working out the days that you would come to visit his garage to keep him company while he worked on the bike.

He estimated that he'd have to work on it for around a month if you could come in 5 days a week for a couple hours each day. You were suddenly much more excited for the next few weeks. The start to your day didn't even matter to you anymore. What on earth did you even do to win this lottery?

Never did you think that you would end up in this situation, and yet here you were. Getting a deal on your bike in exchange for spending a few hours each day with one of the most charming and attractive men you had the privilege to look at? At yet here you were, watching the giddy man as he scribbled his personal number onto a piece of paper with a promise of texting him when you wanted to start your bike project. Little did neither of you know what exactly you had both gotten into.

"He told you WHAT?!" The volume of Jaehyun's voice over your phone made you flinch. As you looked up from your school work and caught a glimpse of your best friend's face, you were unable to contain your laugh. He was staring at you through the FaceTime screen with his jaw dropped and his eyes as wide as saucers.

"I know, I really wasn't expecting that. At first I thought he was offering something creepy in exchange for a discount, but instead he just wanted to spend time with me." You spoke with a small sigh, unable to fight the small smile spreading on your face as you thought back to your interaction with the garage owner earlier. This man had no business already living in your mind rent free.

"Holy shit. I can't believe you're finding yourself a hot bad boy. He has tattoos and piercings and owns a car garage?! I need to find where to sign up for someone like that." Jaehyun muttered under his breath, provoking the small blush on your cheeks to intensify.

"Honestly, when I first saw him I was kind of expecting some sort of cocky or dry personality. But he seemed really sweet..." You trailed off as you began to absentmindedly twirl your hair between your fingers.

"Oh my god, this man has already turned you into a hopeless school girl. You need to text him before I come over there and take your phone to do it myself." Jaehyun demands with his eyebrows raised. Your best friend wasn't firm about many things, but you could tell he wasn't bluffing at all.

"I will, I will. I just don't want to seem too obsessed or anything. It hasn't even been a day." You complained, glancing down at your desk at the corner piece of paper Jungkook had ripped off to scribble down his number. Would it be too forward to text him already? Technically, he was the one that had practically asked you out on a date 5 days a week for the next 4 weeks.

"____, stop being stubborn and text him. How many times are you going to get this type of opportunity? He's obviously interested in you, and you need to swipe up that opportunity before someone else can." Jaehyun advised, his tone now more serious. After thinking about his advice you just nod, knowing that he's right. Jungkook had made the first move by showing his interest, and since he had given you his number it was obvious that he wanted you to make the next move.

"Yeah, you're right. I'll do it right now." You finally concede. You take your phone and go into the message app, typing in the number to start a new conversation. After triple checking the numbers to save yourself from embarrassment of texting the wrong person, you type a message.

You: Hey! This is ____ from earlier. I'm interested in getting this project started as soon as possible, so when are you available?

"Okay, I sent the text." You say, exiting the message app as soon as the 'delivered' pops up under the text. As you enter back into the FaceTime, Jaehyun is giving you a smile of approval.

"See, it wasn't that bad! Now all you have to do is wait for-"

"Oh my god.. Oh my god! He texted me back already." You hurriedly cut your best friend off as you see the notification drop down on your phone. It hadn't even been a minute since you texted him and he had already replied.

Jungkook: Hey ____! I'm free anytime next week starting from Monday. Any time you're finished with work will be fine with me, I have a flexible schedule. Let me know what works best for you! Jungkook: And if you need any help bringing the bike into the shop, I'm free to help. :)

"He texted already?! What did he say?" Jaehyun questioned hurriedly, only able to see your face as you were smiling like an idiot. Not only did he reply within a minute, but even he double texted? You're definitely dreaming.

"Well I asked him about when I could start coming in and he said any time worked for him. Then he also told me that if I needed help transporting the bike to the shop then he could help." You informed Jaehyun as you were already typing a reply. If Jungkook was going to reply that quickly, you were going to match his energy.

You: Okay, Monday is great! Since I get off work at 2, I can probably be over there by 3:30. I actually had a friend that helped me with the bike so you don't have to worry about the extra help, thank you though!

"____, either you're completely lying to me about this whole thing or you really just did strike gold." Jaehyun shook his head, unable to believe that you were being truthful about the story you were telling him. But here you were with a stupid smile on your face at the sight of the three dots appearing on Jungkook's side of the conversation as soon as your message delivered.

"Well, you're going to get to meet him when we take the motorcycle over on Monday. You can see for yourself. And maybe see if you can find yourself a cute biker." You teased, finding your friends jealousy over your current situation funny.

"Yeah yeah, stop rubbing it in my face. Although I am definitely dressing up to deliver that bike on Monday. Hopefully there's more where he came from." You playfully rolled your eyes at your friend's reply, although you were also busy staring at your phone. You had watched the 3 dots continually appear and disappear for the past 30 seconds and you were wondering what he was typing.

Jungkook: Amazing, I'll be ready for you at 3:30 then. Can't wait to see you. :)

"Ah, he just said he can't wait to see me.." You muttered with an intensifying blush. You watched Jaehyun's mouth drop in a dramatic reaction before he slapped his hand over his mouth, provoking you to laugh.

"I don't even want to talk to you anymore. I'm feeling betrayed right now. My single buddy of 10 years is leaving me to wallow in my loneliness all by myself." He dramatically sighed and slumped down in his chair. You raised an eyebrow at his dramatic reaction while still laughing.

"Jaehyun, we're not even dating yet. He's just a.. possible love interest." You said with a small shrug. It was his turn to give you a deadpanned look because you and him both knew you were obviously lying. You both knew that Jungkook wanting your company while he worked on your bike was definitely meant to be him asking you out on a date(s?) in exchange for his services. He was showing his interest in you.

"He literally double texted you. You guys are practically married right now." After flipping your best friend off with a sarcastic smile, you were picking your phone up to text a reply to Jungkook.

You: I can't wait either. See you then.

He reacted to your message with a heart and as you exited the conversation, you realized that the dorky expression on your face never once left. How could he be having this much of an affect on you already? Part of you blamed it on how charming he was being, but this was also the first time you had ever been in this sort of situation.

You'd obviously never been in a relationship due to your brother being too protective, and... your eyes suddenly widened. You had been too focused on Jungkook that you totally forgot about what this could possibly mean. How would Namjoon react if he found out that you were talking to a guy like this? Would he be mad?

After a few moments of overthinking you shook your head. No, you weren't going to allow any thoughts of your brother ruin what this could possibly be. Why should he get in the way of a possible relationship? In most cases you would've turned down any other guy, but after just one meeting you had a feeling that Jungkook wasn't as shitty as Namjoon said guys were. You were hoping at least, and you were going to find out.

With or without his permission. Because the whole point of this was to show your brother that you were an adult and could make your own choices. You were done trying to obey his rules.

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END.

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Love is a drug|| JJK|| 7

Pairing: Yandere CEO Jungkook × Female Reader

Genre: Yandere Themes, a bit fluff, angst, betrayal.

Warning: Yandere jjk, use of drugs, stalking, the characters are all fictional.

Summary: After knowing Jungkook's intentions YN was horrified trying to get out of his life as soon as possible. But Jungkook's there, he'll always be there.

CHAPTER 7

Tears streaming down her face as yn remembers what she heard before. You trusted him, maybe you didn't at the start but you still wanted to give this relationship a try. You loved him. You loved Jungkook.

"I regret meeting her" that's what the love of her life Jeon Jungkook said to his side chick or whoever she was. Sarah didn't mean anything to you. You thought that Sarah must have gone after Jungkook for his wealth.

It was still not bad until it got worst. You couldn't believe her own ears but bitter pills are hard to swallow.

You could feel goosebumps on your skin arise as soon as she heard him confess

"I could even kill her for you baby!!"

Was Sarah that beautiful , was she that enticing to him that he was ready to murder you, to get her. Why did he even proposed you, acted like a Loverboy following and pestering you to get him to say yes.

You were confused and scared at the same time but all you knew was to get away from him as soon as possible. But could you really get away from this situation?.

Yn's phone rang, waking her up from her thoughts. She picked it up, hearing Sana's as usual cheerful voice.

"Are you coming for the component?" Sana asked.

YN remembered that there is a blood camp held in a far village, and she didn't want to go there because she couldn't celebrate her birthday with jungkook. She sighed as she remembers the earlier incident. She should go for the blood camp for reason.

1. She needs fresh air after the betrayal

2. Jungkook might kill her while she stays here.

"Can I go to the blood camp instead?" Yn asks nervously. There's a rule that if you won't go for camp you should do component, and they make a list beforehand. Hence, changing it in last moment is slightly difficult.

"But why? You don't want to celebrate your birthday here. In Seoul city." Sana was now worried but you reassured her that it's nothing.

This was wierd. You always shared your feelings with your best friends. And here you are now. Lying to them. You wondered how a simple man can change you so much. But Jungkook was anything but simple. He was a devil with a innocent face. At the end of the day he was a rich brat who can play with every other woman.

You were now sitting in a bus with your colleagues. Nayeon and Sana were going to do component in hospital. Nayeon didn't ask you any questions and simply obliged you. That made you worry, it felt like she was aware what's going in your mind but still unaware.

You sighed as you leaned against the window. You need to end it now. End your relationship with jungkook, end your suffering, your miseries as well as your chances of getting killed.

You wrote a break up message to your ex boyfriend, the network was slow. You hoped he would get the message and leave your life for better.

Jungkook woke up with a migraine headache, it looked like he just woke up from comma after years. That's how fucked up he looked in his mirror. Jungkook couldn't get his thoughts straight, it looked as if his memories of yesterday just disappeared into thin air. Jungkook thought it was enough, now he had to get his shit together and know what's going on with his life. He knew only one person could help him with that. His family doctor as well as his big brother.

"Jin hyung, help me please."

"Jungkook, do you remember what kind meals you have everyday, any idea?" Dr. Jin asked the question with confusion written on his face. He knew that it was drugs but he refused to believe that Jungkook will ever take drugs in his consciousness. Jungkook was a brat for sure but he wasn't a bad guy.

" I don't fucking know hyung!! It's like I'm in my own world nowadays and when I come back from that world all I get is my worsening health"

Jungkook let out all his frustration.

" Jungkook, you're being drugged by someone. And it's in the form of food. If they drug you one more time, you might be paralysed."

Realisation dawned upon jin as well as Jungkook at how serious this matter is.

Jin removed his gloves as he glared at Jungkook. " As I remember you're not a kid but a ceo Jungkook, who could have possibly fooled you"

It was taunt as well as hint for him.

He will fucking kill Sarah. Torture her to death. She didn't just drugged and manipulated him but used yn, his yn as a pawn to get into his bed.

But that was not his first priority, his first priority was you, only you. Jungkook remembered the fight, he remembered how upset you were when you walked out of his house. He could feel you now because he would have reacted the same if he saw you with any other man. Jungkook was determined now to make it up with you.

Jungkook had a nervousness building up in his guts as he drove to your apartment. He brought your favourite flowers as well as your favourite dessert. He knew that's bare minimum, but he wanted to make it up. Slowly. Baby steps. You always loved that, slow and sensual romance. Maybe that's why you were horrified when Jungkook bought you buggati while he was still courting. He chuckled as he remembered how you called your bestfriends saying he was some kind of maniac, while he was just standing there with confused face.

Your apartment was locked. You were not there. Jungkook was such an fool, ofcourse you must be in hospital. He turned around walking towards his car. Suddenly his phone pinged, he saw the sender's name. It was you, Jungkook opened your message eagerly but froze once he read it.

You told him that you wanted to break up and wished nothing but his happy life. Jungkook swore he felt his heart crack. It looked as if the ground had slipped from his feet. You must be kidding. This must be a dream more like a nightmare. Jungkook calmed himself before making a call to you, he can't lose you just like that.

You blocked him, was this seriously happening now. When he recently got his life together, he was losing you. Jungkook demeanour suddenly changed, his face lost all the emotions. No , he can't lose you. You were his, he was yours. An small hurdle like Sarah can't seperate you. Name of that bitch left a bitter feeling in his mouth.

On the very moment his phone ringed, it was Sarah. His priority was you, will always be you but he needed to show you that no one can ever replace you.

Jungkook smirked as he picked up the call. Sarah started the game but he will end it with pure malice.

"Hello!!! Jungkook, can we meet?"

YN came back from her camp, her colleagues celebrated her birthday. And yn felt loved and cared after a very long time. The village environment boosted her positive energy. You always loved blood camps that's the reason you this career to begin with.

You searched for keys as you reached your apartment but halted your steps. You couldn't believe she was here, how did she find your apartment moreover why the hell was she even here to begin with.

You were stuck to floor confused and baffled by the women standing infront of you. You bowed to her, there she was standing with a bodyguard behind her in all her glory. Mrs. Jeon. Jeon Jungkook's mother.

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Drabble 01: Amidst the cruel morning sun, there's Jungkook who doesn't fail to show his love for you

Wc: 1k

Mentions of: cuddling, lots of kisses, Aladdin live action movie.

Note: I was listening to this song while writing and... my very first drabble aah

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There he was. Lying down in the most vulnerable state of humanity. Next to you, without a care in the world. The cramped space on the couch allowed you to be squeezed next to him like a clingy teddy bear. You gazed upon his figure, captivated by the mole beneath his lip.

You probably lost count of how many times you'd lost to its allure. Recalling the moment in the first stages of your relationship where Jungkook pointed out your fixation on the space beneath his lips — instead of his lips where he needed you most. At that moment he failed to tell you how much he adorned that action. How much it made his heart flutter every time your eyes trailed back to that same spot.

You gently stroked his cheek with your thumb, admiring him in the midst of the fog that was your mind. You couldn't help but reach out to his hair, stroking it gently before tucking it behind his ear.

However a furrowed brow meets your efforts, his lips formed into a pout. What was a brief moment, felt like an eternity of life potion for you — he's so cute. The impulse to elicit another reaction from him led you to tuck another strand of hair behind his ear, but the comfort had taken over.

The thumb that was stroking the scar of his cheek, slowly made its way to his nose. Tracing its outlines. Then it moved its way towards the outlines of his lips. Your thumb unconsciously stops right beneath his lips. On the mole you admired so much.

The strong need to kiss him and express your love to him filled your whole body with fervor. You needed to get those emotions out or else you'd have the feeling you'd burst from inside.

Propped on your elbow with your back against the backrest, you leaned forward to kiss the tip of his nose, a whispered "I love you" coming out of your mouth.

And again — "I love you" — as you kissed the new lines between his eyebrows. And the room overfloods with your confessions of love towards the unknowing boy. His face being lathered with kisses with each unoriginal confession.

To fate's decision, the last feathering kiss on his pouted lips brought the boy back from his seemingly euphoric dreamstate. You noticed this by the pressure of his lips against yours.

You pulled away, greeting him with a smile as if you weren't just admiring him for an hour. You noticed the way he tried to open his eyes, but he closed them too soon in discontent of the light spilling its way through the white curtains of his livingroom.

You chuckled to yourself, hovering your flat hand above his face. Blocking the sun from hitting his eyes. The gesture didn't make him open his eyes, but it did relieve the clenching of his eyelids. Instead of opening his eyes like you expected him to, he grabbed your hand and kissed it. His pouts never leave his face.

"More kisses?" Jungkook spoke in his raspy morning voice. His throat feeling too sore to whisper. You chuckled at the intensity of his voice that louded such a sweet comment.

"Hmm, depends. Do you love me too?" You teased. Curious to know if he heard your uncountable amount of love confessions.

To your surprise, he gathered the energy to roll you over on your back and clash his body on top of yours. Echoing your previous gesture. Dozens of love confessions spilled from his mouth as his lips roamed all over your face. Laughter bubbled up: no one in the world could make you feel as loved as Jeon Jungkook does.

As his kisses slowed, you cupped his face with both your hands and met his gaze with a gentle kiss on his lips. Making him finally open his eyes and look at you.

"My sleepy baby" you said, pouting at how adorable he looked with his messy hair, swollen lips and his big bambi eyes staring back at you.

He didn't respond, nuzzling his nose into your neck and inhaling your scent. Something he claimed he never did consciously. "It's like my brain needs to smell you to be able to make serotonin" — he confessed one day.

"Jeongguk..., I have to get up" you whine. Trying to peel his sultry lips off of your neck.

"You fell asleep again," he mutters a reply against your neck, ignoring your complaints.

You want nothing more than to stay in his arms. Having fallen asleep on the couch together after putting on Aladdin. Even though you were in his arms all night, you weren't conscious for most of it to properly enjoy his presence and fill your unsatisfactory need to be with him all the time.

"I know I'm sorry..." you pout in an attempt to swoon him with your charms and make sure he's not upset with you for missing half of the movie. But how could he ever be upset with you? If only you knew how long he was staring at you before he fell asleep at the sight of you nuzzling up to him.

He just smiles, finally climbing out of the depths of your neck - showing off his bunny teeth. "Don't be, I enjoyed watching you sleep" you blush, hiding your face from him, feeling embarrassed.

"Baby... you were watching me sleep too. What's wrong with me watching you sleep?" His words sent your face into a deeper shade of crimson and your heart into a frenzy.

"Y-you were awake?" You hate that you stutter. But despite your embarrassment of being caught red-handed, your cheeks are aglow with excitement. In a moment where you thought to be alone; admiring the piece of art that was carefully crafted in front of you, he was aware of how stupidly in love you were with him.

"Hmm, why yes? Your touch is so gentle, baby," he continues teasing you, trailing kisses down your jawline. He throws his head back, laughing at the way your body reacts to him.

You were speechless, but that doesn't prevent you from wishing you were on your own again, to admire him uninterrupted.

[apotatomashedbybts]

Kissing In The Moonlight

➛Pairing: Jeon Jungkook × f!reader

➛Genre: angst; smut; fluff

➛Trope/au: Friends to potential lovers; one night stand

➛Word Count: 5.1k+

➛Trigger warnings:

➥general warning: alcohol consumption, anxiety, longing, mentions of drinking as a coping mechanism, lots of tears, yn is obsessed with JK, Jungkook is a tease

➥smut warning: semi-drunk consensual sex, lots of kissing, hickey, breast play, clit rubbing, fingering, oral (f!receiving), penetration, big dick!JK, missionary position, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (remember, with great power comes great responsibility), creampie, aftercare

➛Rating: 18+

➛Banner: made by apotatomashedbybts

➛Cross post: ao3 | Wattpad

➛Beta-reader: the absolute sweetheart Nixie @highly-functioning-mitochondria 💜💜💜

➛Disclaimer: This story was originally posted 3 years ago on July 17. This is a revamped version of the existing one.

➛Tagging: the person without whom this fic wouldn't exist in the first place, my absolutely wonderful sis Jinny @euphorianyx , and my awesome friends who cheered me on and supported me while I doubted myself - Freya @sugarwithtea , Jiya @btsstan12 and Sana @sweetieguk

And a part of my heart, my precious Hani @kuuipobangtan ! Welcome back! (⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)

➛Author's note: This was my first ever smut that I wrote all those years ago. I wasn't quite satisfied with it but I didn't have that much skills either. But I hope this time I sucked less and did it some justice! I hope you enjoy this little piece on Koo's birthday (Happy Birthday, baby).

Please leave likes, reblogs (it helps a lot with the fic reaching more people) and give me feedback (this motivates me to write a lot and makes me a happy potato)

Summary: He was everything you ever wanted. He was everything you lost. But as luck would have it you meet again and all you have is one night with him... or may be forever.

The booming rhythmic sound of the party music echoing throughout this specially rented part of the club wasn't helping at all. To top it off, it was your favourite song that was playing at the moment which had always managed to make your feet make love to the floor.

But today wasn't one of those days; tonight your feet refused to move even an inch. You were too anxious to even breath. 

When you got the invitation to this extravagant bachelorette party that your not-so-friendly friend threw, you were only a second away from turning it down. You were never close enough to her to get invited to her parties. It was pretty obvious that she did this to rub the fact on your face that you were going to die single, alone and pining. So to decline it was your best option until it wasn't. Life had always liked to throw lemons at you and you had always been successful in catching and tasting them - yes, life was sour. 

Your best friend, Alyssa, was going to move to Bolivia permanently after the results of the final year were out. And hence, she wanted to enjoy the remaining of her days in Seoul as much as she could. So she begged you repeatedly until you gave in and agreed to attend. 

But as soon as you arrived, she abandoned you gladly with a not-so-apologetic smile and an indicative smirk when a seemingly handsome guy approached her. 

Now, left alone in the midst of strangers, you slowly fiddled with the half full glass of margarita in your hand  while waiting for Lys to return. With small sighs you took even smaller sips and looked over at the group of friends doing a shots challenge. You wanted to take shots too but restrained yourself because you wanted to avoid getting drunk so that you could leave as soon as Lys returned and reach home safely. 

You saw Lys emerge from the crowd just after half an hour, making her way towards you. You let out a relieved sigh and taunted, "Seems like his magic wore out quickly." 

"Shush! That smile will be gone once I tell you what I just saw!" Her tensed demeanor caught your eyes now so you threw her a concerned and curious look to which she immediately replied, "Jungkook is here!" 

Your steps faltered but before you could grab Lys and decide what to do that guy from before came and started dragging Lys away. You didn't want to hold her back because of your shortcomings so when she looked at you with concern you somehow mumbled, "I'll be okay. Don't worry. I'll just be outside somewhere. Call me when you are done." 

Lys knew you. She knew you were lying about being okay. So she hastily told you, "I'll be back in five minutes, alright? Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back and we'll go home together." 

After Lys was gone you turned around and finished the glass in one gulp. Lys was right. You weren't okay. Hearing the name after so long made your body go weak and a wrecking anxiousness took over you. You didn't know where to look at as your heart began thumping at a mad speed. You kept your palms on your eyes and were surprised to feel the wetness on them. "Why am I crying? I need to calm down and get the fuck out of here before I come across him." 

As you kept your head down in a futile attempt to calm yourself, all the memories started to swarm in along with the name. 

Jeon Jungkook... The name itself sent shivers down your spine. How many years had it been? Exactly three years six months and twelve days. Weird, wasn't it? How you kept track of time even though you wanted to forget it all. How you remembered all about the boy who instantly became the high school sweetheart as soon as he set his foot there, how you instantly fell for him too, how he became your biggest crush, your hidden desire, your guilty pleasure; unforgettable memories that you had always desperately tried to forget. 

Because it was him, his eyes, his smile, his everything that had stopped you from moving on. Those starry eyes and broad smile that had kept you wide awake for countless nights during that time still haunted you. 

You knew that he was never going to be yours. You always saw him as a person who was way out of your league. So what if he used to smile often at you, so what if he had once said you looked beautiful in that prom dress. 

So what... if you shared a dance with him at that prom for the longest yet shortest minute before switching partners - those were just his kindness, that only made the hole inside your heart deeper. And him? Out of your reach. So out of your reach that even after his lingering eyes on you during the dance tormented you, and you could still feel the warmth of his body after he left, you couldn't ask him for another dance that night. 

Confessing to him was like a far fetched dream - you feared of things getting awkward between you two. No matter how much you were obsessed with him, you couldn't read him. You were afraid of losing the only privilege that you got from him - his smile. So you had decided to keep it shut along with your feelings. 

And you were fine with what you had until he abruptly transferred in the middle of the third year of high school. 

The disappearance had left you with a scar that made you hollow from inside. The unbearable crush that he left within you for him ate you slowly and you had regretted loving him the way you did every second ever since. 

The tireless attempts to erase the ocean of feelings that you had hold for him for the past three years had just went in vain. The blind dates that never worked out, the one too many one night stands just made you more miserable as your soul wanted only him. 

You often wondered if you could read him even a little bit, would you have been able to make the slightest place for yourself in his heart. 

You sighed, "Jungkook is here... My Jungkook.." You shook your head as the last part slipped in your thoughts. 

"I can't do this. I can't let myself meet him tonight, in no way. I can't fall in love once again.. I can't...!" You tried to calm yourself down while wiping away the droplets formed at the corner of your eyes and impatiently waited for Lys to return. 

With a small scoff you asked your inner self, "Fall in love once again? What are you talking about? Have you ever even fallen out of love?" No, of course not. 

"Y/n?" 

You were blankly staring at your empty glass when a very familiar voice called you. You snapped out of your thoughts and cursed under your breath, "Fuck! This can't be happening.." 

You were chewing over how you should react while fighting your terribly thumping heart when the voice called out again, "Hey! I know you are Y/n! I'll be so hurt if you say that you don't remember me! I am Jungkook! Remember?" 

You took an eternity to turn around and smiled at him in a constipated way. Your mind was a blur because you wanted it to be and thought that it was dream - a cruel yet beautiful dream. He was smiling at you, the same smile that was engraved in your memory so deeply and you were screwed, that wasn't a surprise anymore, but yes, your emotions were fucked up once again. 

"Hey! Long time Jungkook! How have you been?" You digged out the words from your mouth and signalled the bartender for a shot as you felt your throat go dry. 

"One for the gentleman too, please!" You said before pouring down the shot down your throat at once. 

"Woah woah woah! Slow down y/n. You will burn your throat!" Jungkook looked at you alarmed. 

You slightly shook your head in denial and murmured, "It's to calm me down." 

Jungkook didn't know what to reply to that so he gulped down the shot offered to him and went quite. A few minutes passed, and a couple other shots were imbibed and none of you spoke a word; the only interaction being the awkward smiles you displayed at each other occasionally. 

The silence seemed to make Jungkook a little uncomfortable and he said, trying to sound as much as casual as he could, "It's suffocating in here, isn't it? Wanna go outside for some fresh air?" 

You instantly agreed and smiled at him, more naturally this time. 

The cool breeze outside swam around you two and you felt your nerves untangle from its previous knotted state little by little. 

The road was deserted and the light of the full moon shone over the surrounding area around you two making it surrealistic. You could hear the clear fast rhythm that your heart was playing. 

May be it was the alcohol running in your system or the overwhelming emotions that took over you after having him so near you after so long that you couldn't help but stare at him. Somehow he managed to look more beautiful than you remembered. 

The liquid perhaps made him feel warmer from inside as it did to you and he took off his jacket and wrapped the hands of it around his neck. You continued to look at him, rather shamelessly, and even when he looked at you questioningly and locked the stare, you didn't flinch for once. 

His face was adorned with piercings that suited him perfectly even though you had never imagined him in one. His right arm was covered in colored tattoos which started on his fingers and disappeared somewhere inside his t-shirt sleeves. This Jungkook, in some way, poured new feelings on your existing ones. You thought he was hot. So hot that made your core burn. So hot that made you a little bit braver and you held his hand - a perfect fit. And you pulled him in for a kiss. 

The alley by the road was dark and damp but that didn't stop you from running hands on all over each others body and kissing greedily. After a few minutes, Jungkook gasped for breath and whispered breathlessly, "Wanna get somewhere more comfortable?" 

Closing the door of the motel room Jungkook turned you around and pinned you against the door frame. Your lips met again and you drowned yourself in his taste. His initial taste of the tequila gradually wore away leaving a natural sweetness. 

You moved your hands hastily and took off his shirt and paused before slowly moving your fingers over the smooth skin of his firm chest, eyes arrested on the same. 

With a sweet smirk he held your hand and turned you around so that your back was facing him. You let out a gasp as he pressed himself against you and you could feel his hard-on just above your waist line. 

He let out a low whisper against your ear, "Can't wait to touch me, huh?" and unzipped your black cocktail dress, letting it slip off of your body.

You faced him and asked while looking into his eyes and grazing your lips on his, "Can you?," before putting your hands around his neck and shoving your tongue inside his mouth, not letting him reply.

He grabbed onto your thighs and picked you up with no effort and as you wrapped your legs around his torso he kissed you until you both reached the bed by the big window and laid you down gently on it. 

The dimmed red lights of the room and the moonlight seeping in through the window created an almost fantastical residence of colours - an illusory heaven. 

Both of you stopped for a moment; Jungkook's body hovered over you as he took his time to take in the beauty in front of him, that is you. The moonlight made his features accentuate in a different way which made him unfathomable and bewitching and you heavily doubted whether it was a dream or reality. 

He softly placed his right palm on your chest, right above your heart and looked into your eyes, pausing for merely a couple seconds as if feeling your racing beats. You watched him and did the same. His touch suddenly felt so real, he felt so real that a lump formed in your throat. He was no longer a figment of your imagination or longing. He was here.

His fingers traced lightly over the outline of your strapless bra and stopped over the front lace strings. He undid it without any struggle and tossed it on the floor. His cold rough hands felt so real against your breast skins as he cupped them that you got goosebumps all over and tears trickled down your eyes loosening the lump in your throat. 

He panicked. His eyes showed concern. And he asked, "Am I hurting you? We can stop here if you want to."

You could see the concern that you wanted to see in his eyes for you all those years ago. And tonight those concerned eyes are all for you. You felt your heart swell and you smiled while pulling him in for a passionate kiss, "You are not." 

When he broke the kiss both of you were breathless and your lips were swollen. You let out a pouty whine when his lips broke contact to which he chuckled and with a quick smooch on your needy lips he took off the lip ring. Keeping it on the bedside table he started leaving a trail of kisses along your jawline and neck. 

Pushing away your unruly hair to a side he began sucking on a particular spot on your neck and you immersed into that faint pain. You were quite sure that it was going to leave pretty deep mark and you wanted it more as the picture of it played in your mind. 

He moved slowly downwards, pressing soft kisses on the skin of your collarbone, on the skin below it, on your soft breast; he stopped just before the right areola and looked above at you. Your nipples itched for attention. Finding the frown on your forehead that he was looking for he smirked and his tongue circled around your areola. He sucked on your right nipple, occasionally swirling his tongue around it and then going back to sucking on it, all while kneading your left boob and taking your left nipple between his index finger and thumb and rolling them, pinching them, tugging them softly. Your body shivered at the pulls and you couldn't help but shove your breast more towards his mouth. 

Not wanting to leave your left breast unattended, he switched and placed chaste kisses on it before taking the nipple inside his pretty mouth. He was so engrossed in your boobs that he didn't realise when he had started to grind his cock to your clothed pussy. 

You let out soft whimpers while grinding back to his hard cock, wanting the maximum friction to satisfy your throbbing core. 

Your whimpers got his attention and he slowed his movements to tease you. You wanted to complain and but you didn't want to at the same time. You loved the anticipation as well the attention you were getting. 

Jungkook's hands loosely tugged at the seam of your matching panty and he began to pull it to get you completely naked. While doing so he pressed his pointed tongue inside your belly button. It felt like something pressed your nerve endings and your clit ached. You pressed your thighs together to get some contentment. 

Throwing the panty on the floor he grabbed your thighs and spread them apart. The cold dry air hitting your exposed opening made you quiver. 

His hands loosely caressed your thighs before moving towards your inner thighs and his saliva drew a slick line from your groin ending just above your clit.  

He touched your dripping core with his long cold fingers and spread the wetness to your clit. The touch sent shivers down your spine and he chuckled, "So wet for me, just how I like it." 

He looked at you and you bit your lips looking at him bashfully. You have imagined yourself like this countless times - naked, Jungkook's eyes resting greedily on your bare body. But now that it was happening for real, you couldn't stop the heat burning up your face. 

Seeing you like that his chuckle vanished and eyes grew something dark in them. He moved towards you and smashed his lips with yours. 

One of your hand grabbed onto the back of his hair and one held onto his shoulder. He started rubbing small circles on your clitoris which gained speed and pressure with each passing second. You clutched on him as small yet strong waves of pleasure hit you. Your mind felt foggy because of his tongue working it's way inside your mouth and his fingers on your pearl. 

You weren't ready for the sudden insertion of his long fingers inside you. He entered two digits inside your folds and pumped in and out at a regular and fast pace. 

The heat in your core was torturing. Wanting more friction you started grinding against his fingers; you needed them to go deeper, to fill you up. 

Sensing your need he fastened his fingering and you rubbed your clit to give yourself the maximum pleasure. 

You failed to hold it in anymore. Your gut tightened and you spilled all over his hand as your body shook in brief tremors. 

"The night is still young, love." He gave you a smirk and licked your juice off of his hand while staring deep into your eyes before diving in between your thighs. As you laid down there, blissed out, a weak smile was all you could muster. 

The warmth of his tongue against your swollen clit felt like a balm. He circled around your clit with his tongue long and slow. You felt a build up inside you. He moved his tongue and lapped at your dripping slit. 

You arched your back at the warmth of his tongue as he slid it in and out of your vagina. You clutched his hair lightly in one hand and the bedsheet in the other. 

The building pleasure was so intense that you felt like your nerves were on fire. You were desperate for having him and feeling him inside you so you breathed out staggeringly, "Jungkook, please.." 

He moved his head upwards and asked cheekily, "Please what, love?" 

"Please Jungkook, I need you inside me!" You pleaded in a raspy voice.

"Fuck! If you say it like that I might have to keep you all to myself." He inhaled sharply and let out a slow sigh. 

"Who said I'm not yours already?" You tilted your head and sat up to cup his cheek. You looked into his eyes while caressing his cheek with your thumb gently. Oh, how you wished this wasn't the first time of you doing this. Oh, how you wished this wasn't the last time. 

For a moment, time seemed to stop between you two as you sat so close to each other lost in each other's presence that you forgot why you two were there. Or may be it was because you both remembered why you were there that you paused in each other's embrace like this. And for the first time in that night, you caught a glint in his eyes that you have never seen before. 

Involuntarily your thumb moved towards that small drop dancing at the tip of the corner of his eye but instead of letting you do so Jungkook leaned his face onto your palm and kissed it. 

He leaned towards you and snaking his right hand behind your head, inside your hair, he laid you down and kissed you. You shifted under his weight and holding onto his back softly you kissed him back. He tasted unusually different this time and you assumed that it was how you tasted that night. 

Breaking from the kiss he swiftly took off his ripped denim pants and went to kiss you again. While still kissing you he adjusted himself against your opening. He looked at you and you understood what he meant and you gave him a mild nod.

He slowly pushed his hard cock inside you, giving you time to adjust to his cock. It didn't matter how considerately slow he entered as you gasped nonetheless. Your mouth stayed agape at how big his cock was and how it was stretching you out. 

When he filled you in completely he dropped a kiss on your forehead and started moving slowly. Slowly and steadily he increased his pace. Low grunts left his mouth - his self taken over by the warmth of you that he was feeling his cock engulfed by. 

As his thrusts increased, Jungkook's name fell from your lips like prayer – a prayer in every sense of all your sleepless nights yearning for him, a prayer for every dream you saw him in, a prayer that was being answered for one night. 

Your breath staggered as he probed deep into you, hitting the very spot you wanted him to. 

He held your hands above your head with his right hand and gripped your thigh with his left hand, trying to keep you steady. His hips moved fast and your moans drove him crazy. He loved it how you were a mess and writhing under him in pleasure. 

With hazy vision you took him in and tried to memorise the expression that he was making. Your name in soft growls left his parted lips and his frown looked so nubile as he pounded you and sweat droplets wetted his dishevelled bangs. You wondered would you be able to keep him from haunting you after this? 

Your honey-laced moans and the sound of your moonlit bodies colliding echoed through the walls of the room as the moon moved down gradually. You lost track of the number of times you had came on his cock already. 

"I'm gonna cum, y/n," He hissed letting out a shaky breath and moved to pull out his cock. 

You shook your head mildly and whispered near his ear after wrapping your legs around his waist tightly to pull him closer, refusing to let go, "I want you to cum inside me." 

"B-but," for the first time that night Jungkook seemed unsure of something. 

You smiled at him faintly and reassured him, "It's okay. I am on the pill." 

He looked deep into your eyes as if trying to find the last drop of assurance. He gave you a soft smile, just like the ones he used to give you at the school hallways while passing by and your heart clenched in a very familiar pain. 

You didn't want to see that smile now so you pulled him in for a kiss and Jungkook gladly obliged. 

Pulling out his cock he pushed it in in one go and you let out a low gasp in his kiss gaining a small chuckle from him. 

Jungkook's body tensed and he thrusted into you in frantic motions as he felt your walls clenching around his cock. You felt small shockwaves running through your body as your back arched and your eyes rolled back. He inhaled sharply and with a final thrust he let go of himself and came, emptying himself inside you. 

Placing a sloppy kiss on your lips Jungkook hugged you, while laying on top of you. His heaving body became one with yours as you rested one of your hands on his back and stroked the back of his hair with another, gently, while relishing yourself in the warmth that you were feeling inside yourself. 

A minute or two passed just like that. You let out discontent moan when Jungkook moved to get up. Seeing you like that he kissed your cheek with smile and said, "I'll back in a second."

Well, he took a minute. But he was back, with a wet towel and a mug full of water. You smiled confusedly and raised an eyebrow at him while supporting yourself up on your elbows.

Without saying anything he just gave you a light shrug and sat near your legs. With gentle hands he started wiping your vagina and inner thighs, making them void of his semen. 

The coldness of the damp towel felt comforting. You closed your eyes as you felt restfulness washing over you. 

••• 

The sunlight pouring through the window made you wince and you rolled over to the shadowed area of the bed. Rubbing your eyes you sat up and scratched your messy hair, still sleepy. 

Your sleepy brain played the last thing that happened last night inside your head and it was Jungkook spooning you while you two fell into a comfortable sleep. 

Suddenly you were wide awake and every moment flashed before your eyes chronologically. You gasped keeping your hand over your mouth and asked yourself, "It really happened, didn't it? It wasn't a dream!" 

Your fingers lingered lightly on your lips and neck and you smiled shyly remembering his touch. His smile, his eyes, his moonlight sipped body appeared in your mind. You instinctively looked over at your side and that's when you realised that he wasn't there. 

You called by his name several times but there was no reply. The worst possible thoughts began clouding your mind. You covered your face with your palms and droplets of tears started to fall from your eyes relentlessly. A piercing pain went back and forth in your heart which got more painful with each drop of tear that fell. 

You looked out at the window while desperately trying to stop yourself from crying while hitting your chest with your fist. You scoffed, "He called me 'love'... How foolish of me to think that he even meant it once!"

All of it, all the memories from last night felt like a dream again, a sweet yet brutal dream to you. You thought, "I got too ahead of myself and let him get into my life again... How could I let myself fall for it!? Of course he wouldn't stay! Why would he? I am just another one night stand for him. He would never look at me like I want him to," you tried to laugh it off but it only made you tear up more. 

Wiping the tears you stood up from the bed to get ready to return to your apartment but you flinched a little when you felt a pain between your thighs and you realised that you were still sore. 

You scoffed again and murmured, "You never fail to make a lasting impression, do you Jeon Jungkook?"  

You were struggling with the back-zip while wearing your dress when the sudden clicking of the door made your head snap towards it and you gasped quite loudly when you saw Jungkook entering through it. 

"I'll be damned." You mumbled under your breath and blurted out, "You?" 

Jungkook looked pretty confused as he answered while closing the door behind him, "Yes, me.. Were you expecting someone else?" 

From his expression you could tell that you blurted out in wrong way, so you quickly fixed it, "No, no.. I mean where did you go? I- I thought..." you stopped midway as the thought of it made your tears well up. 

He swiftly moved towards you and held your hands in his and said, "What? You thought I left, didn't you?" 

You nodded your head ever so lightly while looking down and choked back on your tears. 

He turned you around and slowly zipped your dress. You looked up and he looked into your eyes through the mirror you were standing in front of and apologised, "I am sorry.. you looked so peaceful while sleeping that I didn't want to wake you up. I went to buy breakfast because I know you will have trouble moving after what I did last night." He chuckled with a naughtiness prevalent in his eyes. 

You couldn't help but break into a smile as your cheeks heat up. Jungkook noticed you trying to control your bashful grin but before he could tease you any further you hit his arm and said, "I am starving!" 

While making space on the table he said, "I brought some hangover pills by the way. I couldn't find any hangover soup places nearby." 

"It's okay. Those one or two shots don't really matter when you are habituated with more." You blinked a few times in a row. 

"Are you?" He asked. 

"A little bit, I guess..." You replied and tried to blink away the tears that emerged from the memories of those nights when you drank yourself to sleep in your tiny apartment when his memories got too much to bear. 

You asked in a shaky voice that you couldn't hide, "And you?" 

"Same for me." He gave you a quick smile and sat on the chair opposite to you across the small table. 

He looked at you fondly as you unpacked the food. Feeling his gaze on you, you looked at him questioningly. 

"Let me take you to dinner tonight.. only two of us!" He exclaimed holding the gaze. 

Your mind felt light. It was too much of a story-like situation and it didn't feel like a real life to you at all – you going to that party you weren't willing to go, Jungkook suddenly being there after disappearing for three whole years, him approaching you, him staying after giving you the dreamiest night of your life and now this! 

You gulped at the possibility and asked, "A date?" 

He nodded, "Yes, a date!" 

The inner you froze. You wanted to pinch yourself to give yourself a sense of reality but you didn't want to seem too smitten. 

Jungkook was still staring at you for an answer. Seeing you pondering over the answer, he hesitantly asked, "What do you say?" 

And for the first time in your life you felt like you could read him through his earnest eyes.

Leaving him hanging after that would be a crime. So you broke out from your stupor and smiled at him, keeping up with his starry gaze, "There is no way in hell I can say no to that."  

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[lovebaby123]

Aphrodisiac

Pairing : Leader! jungkook × fem!reader

Genres: smut,fluff,love,aftercare

Summary : The leader of the secret agent group secretly goes to help the quiet agent in her bedroom after knowing she was given a disturbing substance to consume by the enemies.

Warnings: rated (M 18+) , dom!jungkook , sub!reader, shy!reader, secret love, reader is a blushing mess, intense makeout, lips sucking, nipple playing, nipple sucking, oral ( reader receiving) , sweaty, heated, fingering, unprotected sex (DON'T) , sexy!jungkook, caring!jungkook , loved!reader.

Note: This is my first time writing anything to public. I apologize for any grammatical mistakes. Please read till the end, i made it with so much love. Please enjoy. 💘

"Did everything go well?"

"Yes sir. There were about seven criminals that were there. We have caught all of them. Alive." The agent answered to their leader who just came back from Italy after attending a very important meeting of the central intelligence of their country.

"Good. Are all the agents safe and well? "

"Yes sir...but.." the agent hesitated after thinking a bit as he himself was unsure of the situation that was created in the mission that evening.

"But? What ?" Asked the leader, looking out of the big window of their conference room, staring at the dark night.

" Sir actually, when we went there to find the criminals, they caught some of our agents and tried to torture them. However, that didn't last long as we were able to call for help but.... I think they...... drugged one of our agents to get the truth out of her." Explained the agent with a bit of hesitation in his voice.

The Leader's eyebrows furrowed a bit listening to his agent. A drug? To get the truth out? He wanted to laugh at their pathetic attempt. But all that came out of him was a slight smirk at the end of his right side lip, as he played with his newly gotten piercing with his tongue.

" Who was drugged?"

" Um.. Agent Y/n.... " The agent answered looking down at the feet of the leader.

His smirk was quick to be replaced with a tight line of lips.

"Mr. Jeon...we tried to talk to her all the way back, but she didn't even utter a single word. Even after coming back from the mission, she went straight to her room. We dont exactly know what drug she was given." The agent uttered in a low voice, unsure of the reaction of the man standing in front of him.

"Hmm.... It okay. Your duty is done for today. You can rest now." Jungkook dismissed the agent while still looking out of the window.

"O...okay sir. Have a good night" the agent muttered, surprised by the ignorance of the leader towards his agent. He wanted to question the leader further, but looking at his face reminds him of his capabilities as a leader. He chose to keep his mouth shut and left the room.

"Always getting in trouble." Sighed the leader.

Jeon Jungkook. The Leader of the secret central agency of South korea, who is known for his utterly cold behaviour and sharpest mind. He may speak less ,but his way of working through every mission, is out of this world. An absolute ideal man for the country ,who keeps his work before anything else, and his identity hidden. Have been working under this agency for 9 years.

Lee y/n. Agent no. 4. sharp, quiet and one of the best agents of the agency. prefers to speak less in front of new people but is very sweet and caring from inside. However this sweetness is long forgotten when she is on a mission. But, in front of their leader, with whom she has been working under for 4 years, the matter is different.

1:03 AM . Quiet, slow steps through the dead silent hallway of dorm rooms of agents were taken by the buff man. An empty mind. black shirt, black trousers, big black boots and hairs tied in a messy manbun, he took his steps towards the very specific room while playing with his lip ring. Advancing towards the room, 3 light knocks were planted on the wooden door , as he waited for the person on another side to answer the door. However, a slight frown appeared on his forehead as not even a single sound came from the other side.

After standing still for a minute, his tattooed arm advanced towards the code box as he entered the respective code that only he and the owner of the room knows. No one else.

As the code entered, the door unlocked. He slowly opened the door and was taken aback a bit the very, very cold room. 'isn't it cold already' , thought the man, as he took slow steps inside.

Scanning his sharp eyes across the messy room, he as surprised by the state of the room. Clothes were shattered on the floor, shoes were thrown around messily, the AC was unusually on the lowest temperature. Thats when his eyes fell upon the bed.

There she was, lying on the bed, under the thick blanket, facing the wall, unaware of the sudden presence of the man, who was now staring at the gurl with softened eyes. After staring at the girl for a minute , he figured that she is sleeping . As he didnt wanted to disturb the obviously tired agent, he turned around to leave the room as quietly as he came.

"hunghh"

He stopped dead in his tracks after listening to the heart shattering sob, that came out of the girl behind him. He didnt dare to turn around and stood dead where he was. And thats when it happened.

One after another , quiet sobs filled the cold atmosphere of the room. Turning around, he took 3 big steps to reach the bed , as his right hand grabbed the blanket that was covering the figure of the sobbing girl. He didnt think twice before he slowly pulled the blanket away and grabbed he shoulder to make her look at him. He slowly pulled her towards himself. Thats when his heart shattered.

" My baby......" Came out as a mere whisper after looking at her heart clenching state.

Her face was covered in sweat. Red cheeks and nose. Long black Hairs sticking to parts of her face. And fat tears coming out of her half lidded eyes,as no strength was there in her body to look at her lover, who was now staring at her face with furrowed brows as he took her burning body in his strong arms.

Tightly clutching her in his arms , his hand ran down her arm and held her soft palm in his hand.

"What did they do to you baby?? Please tell me... " He whispered in her ear as his heart broke listening to the powerless sobs of his sweetheart.

"Jung..jungkook-ah" a whisper of his name came out of her mouth as she struggled to breathe.

" Hold me please...."

Jungkook was quick to listen to her as he made himself lay down with her ,taking her in his arms as her arms wrapped around his waist, hiding her face in his hard chest as she sobbed, " I feel so hot." She told him while shifting closer to him,if possible.

Hot? Jungkook's mind running everywhere to think of a drug that she might be given as for her to be like this. But his thoughts came to a halt when he felt something warm on his neck.

"Kook...help me.."

Jungkook looked down on his love, whose lips were hovering over his collarbone, licking and sucking it like a little kitten.

That's when it clicked in his mind. He smirked as he figured out what exactly is happening and why she is feeling hot all of sudden.

" Oh darling..." He whispered from above her ear, as his hands went below to grab her by her waist and pull her up. As she came face to face with him, she directly leaned toward his lips, chasing a kiss. He leaned his head back quickly, as a deep laugh erupted from his throat.

Aphrodisiac.

Thats the cause of her state.

She again hid her face in his neck as she whined due to feeling embarrassed.

"Ah whyyyyy" She chirped in his neck as she starts feeling hotter in his warm embrace.

Jungkook grabbed her face in both of his big palms as he squished her cheeks and asked, " Is my baby feeling needy? "

Looking directly in his eyes, which were now dark with lust, she felt shy as she looked down on his chest to avoid his heated gaze. Even in this state of her body, she can't help but feel shy in his arms.

"Awww.. baby...look at my eyes" he smiled as he bent his down to look into her eyes, feeling her shyness makes him want to squish her in his arms.

She gathered her courage and looked into his eyes and got hypnotized by the ocean of lust in his dark orbs. His warm breath mingled with hers as his hands went lower to her ass, and grabbed the flesh in his palms with such force that made a sudden moan rip out of her throat. She looked surprised at the sudden touch as she looked in his eyes.

He pulled her towards his body as their lips met for a heated kiss that took her breath away. His tongue was quick to find hers as both of them got lost in the heat. His hands started massaging the flesh in his hands and her hands went forward to explore his well built chest. Her trembling fingers started unbottoning his shirt as he smirked in the kiss noticing her boldness.

A sharp pinch was delivered as a reward on her ass as she gasped in pain and pleasure in the kiss.

As they ran out of breadth, they parted from the kiss and stared at each other's eyes.

Both of them being non talkers, they let their eyes speak all the time, then it be in public or in such heated moments.

" You gonna let me take care of you huh?" He whispered on her lips.

She once again shied down as she tried to turn away from his hold ,but he was quick to hover upon her, as he buried his face in her neck.

"I will baby, i will take care of you the whole night. Gonna fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name." He whispered seductively in her neck as wet kisses were placed down ,followed by hickies.

She wanted to bury deep into the ground, listening to the filth coming out of her man's mouth. It was only in these types of moments where he lets his mind speak and only she knows how much filthier her can be in bed.

His pulled himself up and sat on his knees, trapping her under him and looked down at her.

Swollen lips, red blushed cheeks ,sparkling eyes and her chest going up and down. Looking deeply in her eyes ,his hands went forward to unbutton her shirt as she stared back at him with the same intensity.

After unbuttoning the shirt, he helped her out of it and his fingers unhooked her black bra that was covering her tits.

After getting rid of her uppers, he went back on his knees as he stared down at her chest while breathing heavily. His hands gently caressed the soft, fluffy skin of her boobs as se closed her eyes, feeling his warm touch on her burning skin.

"Please....do something..." She moaned out, running out of patience as heat was taking over her mind.

He didnt waste a single second and advanced his mouth towards her tits as his warm mouth engulfed the heated skin, running his tongue over the hardened nipple.

She moaned out loud in pleasure, hands gripping his hairs as she noticed his sexy manbun, and decided to free his locks. She opened the bun and buried her fingers in his hairs and gripped them tightly, making him moan.

Harshly sucking on her nipple, his right hand taking care of the other one.

She was lost in pleasure. Closed eyes and heavy breaths. She wanted more, Wanted to quench her thirst.

His tongue and lips made their way down, on her stomach, licking and sucking, lost in the soft and milky skin. As he reached her booty shorts, he looked up towards his love, who was now staring back at him with hooded eyes. Her eyes pleaded with him to continue his journey.

With a smirk on his lip, he pulled her shorts down along with her drenched panties. The sudden gush of cold air on her core, made her shut the thighs tightly as she threw her head back on the pillow.

He kissed her left thigh from the side, as his hands made their way between the thighs. In a strong tug, her open her thighs with force.

Looking at her shining pussy made him harder than he already was. 'I'm gonna die today'

Looking up in her eyes ,he threw her a sexy wink as what he did next, took away the breath of her lungs.

He straightly went towards her clenching pussy and gave the most stomach twisting suck of her life to her clit.

" Aghhhhh jungkookkkk" she grabbed his head in his fingers as her thighs trapped him between them, squeezing his head. But that didnt stop him from moving his tongue relentlessly in her dripping cunt.

Slurping,sucking,licking and biting. Making her see stars.

Her moans turned into sobs as pleasure took over her mind, completely forgetting that there are other people at their floor too.

"J-jung...jun.. "

"Tell me baby" Vibrat

After constant torture on her sensitive cunt, she starting breathing heavily with closed eyes.

" I m gonna cum....." she whispered in shivering tone.

"Do it baby, show me what you got, come on" he muttered while still licking her sweetness as vibrations from his words finally made her feel the heaven and she came with a loud moans. But his tongue didnt stop there. Sucking the living soul out of her , he finally decided to plant a deep smooch on her pussy, as she whined from overstimulation.

He again at on his knees, staring at her flushed red face. His chin and nose shining from his sweetness. Feeling his heated gaze on her, she hid her face in her palms, still overwhelmed by the orgasm. his gaze darkened by witnessing her shy behaviour as he bent down , grabbing both of her wrists and pulling them away from her face. She had her eyes closed, not daring to look at him. However, she was taken aback by feeling his lips on hers with such force that made her head dip back more in pillow. Tasting herself in his mouth, she moaned out in his warm mouth.

After a minute , he parted away and took off his already unbuttoned shirt, still looking at her deep orbs.

Looking down at her completely naked body, he was as hard as rock. He then proceeded towards his trousers as he took them off in a hurry.

" I will ruin you tonight babygirl" he whispered while taking off his boxers and throwing them away to the floor.

Parting her legs, he bent down, as he lined himself up on her already clenching pussy, he leans down to plant a sweet kiss on her forehead. Placing his elbows on the bed , beside each of ear, he joined both of theirs forehead and looked deeply in her ocean eyes. She stared back while breathing heavily on his lips.

Feeling his hard and warm tip on her entrance, she gripped his biceps that were beside her ears.

He slowly pushed his hard cock in her soaked pussy as both of them moaned into each other mouths, closing their eyes.

She moaned out loud in pain as he filled her to the brim, squeezing his hard muscles, leaving her nail marks. He starting moving in her cunt as the room got filled with deep moans. The temperature rising, both of them got lost in devouring the pleasure.

"Arghhh kook-ah " she whispered in his ears as he buried his face in her neck, sucking hickies while pounding her sweet cunt with deep, strong thrusts.

" Feels so fucking good bay, so fucking good aggghh" He moaned in her ear as her bit her earlobe after, causing her to sob due to the extreme intensity of pleasure she was experiencing.

" Such a good girl for me , keep clenching baby... you love my big cock don't ya? always so wet for me" his torture continued on her poor pussy as she starting sobbing in his ear while hugging his broad shoulders.

"So fucking perfect baby, so good, only for me yeah? only I can pound in this tight cunt, no one else damn it" his said while gritting his teeth as he pushed himself up and planted his palms beside her head and started again at an inhuman pace. She moaned out loud as her hands reached up to grab his wrists, her mind was drunk in pleasure. All she could see was him. Only him.

She could feel him in her stomach as a knot started forming in her tummy, ready to burst.

" I can feel it bay, come on, cum for me, sock this fucking dick in your sweet juices. Come on" he moaned while he deepened his thrusts on her warmth as he can feel her core clenching hard on his dick.

"Ughh Daddy..." she whispered mindlessly, as she couldn't hear what she was saying, not knowing that something snapped in him after listening to his favourite word coming out of her mouth.

" Ahhh fuck baby, you drive me so fuckin crazy" he said while speeding up his thrusts.

Thats when the coil burst her stomach as she came, hard.

" AGGHHHH" her scream didnt stop jungkook from thrusting deeply in her quivering cunt, as he stared at the place where they both were connected. Watching her cream his cock and listening to her shivering sobs, made his high approach him faster.

After a few thrusts, his hips started fluttering as he came with a loud moan. He kept thrusting slowly making her whine from overstimulation.

After finished off, her fell upon her, as she took him in her shaking arms. After breathing sufficient air, he fell beside her, and pulled her to his chest, while rubbing her back affectionately.

" Feeling good now love?" He asked while caressing her hairs gently.

"Hmm..Sleepy..." She whispered in his neck, as he chuckled at her cuteness.

" Okay, lets clean up fast" saying that he got off bed and headed towards the bathroom. He came back with a warm wet towel. Climbing on the bed, he parted her legs slowly, and started with her inner thighs. Gently wiping of their juices off, her slowly cleaned up her overly sensitive womanhood, causing her to whine quietly.

" Its done baby , shhh" he completed wiping her off and went back to the bathroom. He came back with another towel this time, making her look at him confusedly.

He felt her stare as he looked at her curious eyes, and threw her a flying kiss , causing a red tint and a shy smile to appear on her face. He again climbed on the bed and started wiping off the arms , chest, stomach and her face gently.

A beautiful smile made its way towards her lips after looking at his care towards her, making her heart filled with warmth.

He also smiled after looking at her smile and leaning in for a sweet kiss which she reciprocated happily.

Then he threw the towel aside and slipped under the covers with her, cuddling her to sleep.

After a few minutes , he could feel her breathing softly, and decided to return back to his room as he didnt wanted the whole agency to find out about their hidden secret. However, he had to deal with the criminals as well , who were caught in the evening , wanting to make them learn a very important lesson of not messing with his woman again.

He slowly got off the bed and wore his clothes quietly and picked up her clothes from the floor and nicely folded them and placed them on her study table.

He came back towards her and stole one last kiss from her lips.

" Goodnight babygirl"

[dazedbypark]

be my mistake | jjk

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook × Reader

Genre : bestfriends! au, hurt! au, angst

Summary : Jungkook was comfort personified. Your safe haven. Until you uttered the three words that ruined everything.

Song Companions :

Be My Mistake by The 1975

Warnings : none, except bad writing lol.

Word Count : 1.6k

Author's Note : This is my work since a very long time. It's quite similar to the one drabble I wrote last time, but there's just something about Jungkook and comfort that it keeps on inspiring me to write similar scenarios over and over again.

Please excuse the writing since it's been a while since I last wrote anything.

Beyond your windows, the lightning threatened to clatter to the ground. You watched it, the light almost blinding, before it went out all too quick. Counting the seconds, you waited so that you would feel the impact of it. And surely, it followed soon after. The ground reverberated with it - the cackling energy that it was hit with through the thunder.

The clouds piled high in the sky, moving with a rhythm along with the wind, which howled furiously into the lonely night.

You wondered, in this stormy weather, why did you only feel the presence of a haunting silence that filled your room?

It was the absence of a warm presence—the remnants of a resounding laughter—that you felt in your very bones. The eyes - which were the home of a galaxy of stars - were nowhere to be found.

All because of you. All because of your stupid mistake.

The mistake that now wouldn't let you get even a wink of sleep. The mistake that would follow you through your nightmares and the endless hours of the prolonging nights. It would sit with you, up until your very last breath - until you set it right, in this lifetime or the next. Which you doubted was possible.

The tears threatened to fall again, but you blinked them back. Was there even a point in lamenting further?

But the hollowness in your chest said otherwise, because it had consumed your entire being. You were nothing but a shell of all that had been - a shell of all the possibilities you had ruined.

Your sole confidant was out of your reach, and you had to wallow in your misery all by yourself. It was quite lonely this way without him - for he had been there for everything. Everytime you hit rock bottom, he was there. Everytime you celebrated your tiniest achievement, he was there. For the good and the bad, he had stood with you like a rock - comforting you always by just his mere presence.

"Y/n?"

Your eyes widened. No, that couldn't be. That must have been a figment of your imagination, for he couldn't be here now. Not after all that you had said.

As if on cue, you then heard soft footsteps approaching, dimmed by the pattering of the rain. You knew the rhythm of them by heart but couldn't comprehend why they were towards your crouched form on the bed - your chest hugging your knees. So, he really was here.

After everything, he still sought after you.

But then again, you were his best friend. It was not in his nature to leave you alone - not when he knew there was a storm of hurt raging inside you.

You couldn't stay still. Wanting to see that your brain had not been playing tricks, you risked a glance, not caring that he would glimpse your eyes that were puffy with sorrow and see that grief had consumed your entire form. You never had to care - not when it came to him. Because he would already know, for he understood you like nobody else.

"J-Jungkook?"

There it was. The sound of his name that felt all too familiar on your tongue. It was oh so sweet, and too painful to say at the moment.

Jungkook stood there at the edge of your bed. His form was barely illuminated in the darkness of your room, but you could still make out his face. His hair was dripping wet from the rain. You could see his clenched jaw, the curve of his soft lips, the slope of his nose, and his eyes. They were dimmed of their usual light, but they shone with a storm of incomprehensible emotions - all seeming to contradict each other. His hands were fisted at his sides, as if he had to put effort into refraining himself from doing something. Perhaps comforting you, like he always had.

Jeon Jungkook, your human form of comfort and warmth, stood right before you. Yet, never had he felt so distant, so out of limits as he did in this moment, regarding you with guarded eyes.

"Jungkook?" You called out again, not sure what to do. There was a heated debate of your body - which needed him to hold you impossibly close, with your mind - which was trying to knock some sense into you, that he possibly wouldn't even want to stay in any proximity with you.

He sighed in response.

The faint smell of rain and Jungkook wafted through the room—a scent that had been your favourite all these years, and calmed you like nothing else.

"Come here, Y/n."

In his voice, you found reluctance - a hint of hesitance as his eyes flitted from your damp cheeks to your wet lashes. They emphasized the very mess you were.

You merely shook my head. "I-I cannot possibly d-do that, Jungkook."

"Y/n, please." The desperation in this voice slipped through, and you saw the raw pain painted across those black orbs.

"You know that we are in no position to be in each other's company at the moment, Kook." It was the very truth that you had been refusing to accept the past few hours.

It was this truth present amidst the both of you that had put the distance between you two. It had created this rift between the two of you. You could see it in the way Jungkook refrained from doing his usual thing with you.

The newfound distance only twisted the knife of pain and dug into your wounds further.

But ignoring all of it, Jungkook continued to communicate his request silently , holding your deterring gaze.

"No, Jungkook. I-I cannot." You cowered into yourself as a fresh wave of sorrow flooded through you. You were responsible for this mess you had put the both of you in.

Your stupid, messy feelings.

Stupid emotions that overtook all your senses, and the stupid stutter of your heart everytime he looked into your eyes. This utterly stupid love that you had for him, that consumed your entire being every second that you breathed.

"Y/n, you don't have to do this to yourself. We are fine - we'll continue and stand through this together, like we always have."

"No, Jungkook, we can't," you argued.

"Why not?" His brows furrowed, forming that tiny knot between them. You brushed aside the desire to kiss it away.

"It's not fair to me nor you. You know that very well."

There was no point in carrying this any further - not when Jungkook would always be careful with you now that he knew. The very essence of your dynamic was lost the moment you said those three words. The pair of you were meant to be platonic, and nothing further. Only because of that did Jungkook communicate so freely, and laid his heart bare before you.

"It's only continuing what we have always had. I need you, Y/n." His voice inched towards breaking, and you knew you were pushing him towards the edge.

"Don't say that." Your voice was just above a whisper.

Jungkook looked utterly stricken. All the colour drained from his face, as he gazed at you with widened eyes.

The thunder struck in the distance once more, and the room shook a little as an aftereffect.

"Y/n, do you mean to say that we can't continue this any longer? Do you mean to say that-" He took a sharp breath.

You smiled wrly. The damage had already been done. What could a little more hurting do?

"Yes, Kook." You looked up at him, then. Beautiful—that's what he was. He stole your breath even now, and the hollowness in your chest felt more prominent as you weighed the possibility of not seeing him again that happened to linger in the air - in his unspoken words. "I can't do this any longer."

"Y/n, you can't - you won't just give up on this, right?" Jungkook leaned towards you as desperation gnawed at all his clean-cut edges to tear him apart - ripping his heart into pieces. "Don't make that mistake, Y/n. You-you can't do this."

It was all evident in his eyes: the losing battle that he was fighting - the one you wanted him to win. But that would only result in your eventual doom and put you back into that place of agony as you had experienced all these years.

"What you are asking of me is very selfish, Jungkook. I can't stand a second more with the fact that you are not mine, that we will always be just friends."

There. There you put out your most innermost thoughts for Jungkook to see. You laid your heart bare before him, once again.

He looked conflicted then, that battle from before still evident. But there was a defeated slouch to his shoulders, because he knew then that there was nothing he could say to tackle this.

That your decade long friendship was going to end, just like that.

"I understand." He looked into your eyes and held your gaze.

You raked your eyes throughout his face and memorized every detail of him. You committed the faint soapy, laundry-like smell of his to your memory, knowing it would never invade your senses after this.

"Goodbye, Kook." You managed a smile.

He looked at you then - really looked at you, as if seeing you for the very first time and perhaps the last time. He didn't return your goodbye nor your smile, but merely acknowledged it with a nod and just walked out of your door - out of your life.

And as he went, he left you as an empty shell. Leaving you with nothing but the fragments of him that you would make sure to cling onto all the years that would follow.

The remnants of the smell of rain and Jungkook lingered in the room, that without him, made this room all the more suffocating.

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[smileyoongle]

Pairing- VampireKing!Jungkook × Human!Reader

Genre- Arranged Marriage AU (Sort of?), Enemies to Lovers, Soulmate AU

Summary- Jeon Jungkook was known to be a tyrant, destroying anything and everything to get what he wanted. And this time, he wanted you.

Warnings- Mentions of blood, gore and murder scenes, eventual smut, JK is definitely a hard dom and mad possessive, vampire bites and blood sucking.

A/N- There will be no taglist for this series, it's a big struggle to keep all those usernames up to date so you might wanna turn on the notifs :)

"You smell so sweet," he purred, burying his nose in the crook of your neck as you attempted to push him away, tears falling down your cheeks at your failing efforts.

"You can run all you want, but at the end of the day," he grazed his fangs against your skin, enjoying the way you trembled against him, "I'll have you all to myself."

[taeskooksbin]

WISH YOU WERE SOBER ; jjk

→ 𝖲𝖴𝖬𝖬𝖠𝖱𝖸 . jeon jungkook has always been your best friend, supporting you throughout everything, even boyfriends or love interests, but what if he is the reason why you're holding back in the first place?

→ 𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 . bestfriend!jungkook (male lead) × bestfriend!reader (female lead)

→ 𝖦𝖤𝖭𝖱𝖤 . best friend au, slight fwb?

→ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 . lowercase intended, angst, based on the song, best friends.

→ 𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱'𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤 . birthday present from me ! yes i'm fishing for some birthday wishes :))

→ 𝖱𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦 .  none unless you hate angst.

𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖸𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖳

“This party’s shit, wish we could dip

go anywhere but here”

“Are you sure it's fine though? You look extremely uncomfortable” He said while concern lacing off his words, “I’m good, don't worry, it's just that the music is too loud” I spoke while forcing a smile at him, I noticed all the stares he got, it made me uncomfortable but well, who was I to feel uncomfortable? his best friend. That's it, nothing more.

“Don’t take a hit, don't kiss my lips

and please don't drink more beer”

He held onto my neck while kissing me deeply, angling his face slightly to be more comfortable. My hand tugged at his fluffy locks softly while his other hand was resting on my waist, I could taste the cigarettes and alcohol off his lips and I bet he could too.

“I’ma crawl outta the window now

'Cause I don't like anyone around”

I uncomfortably shifted on the bar stool while looking around, way too nervous and anxious to speak to anyone, I swirled the glass cup of alcohol. These people annoyed me, well not these, but every human annoyed me, of course except him.

“Kinda hope you're following' me out

But this is definitely not my crowd”

I looked around for him over the whole club, he was nowhere, perhaps it was a bad idea to visit the club at this time with your best friend, especially if your best friend is an idiot who drowns his whole soul in the alcohol and most importantly, because you absolutely love him as well.

“Nineteen, but you act twenty-five now

Knees weak, but you talk pretty fly, wow”

My best friend, Jeon Jungkook, that softie who appeared to be an asshole, was my biggest support in life but at the same time, the one who always holds me back. Not that he intends to, but, let's just say, he's extremely mature for his own age because of which his ‘father instincts’ turn on.

“Ripped jeans and a cup that you just downed

Take me where the music ain't too loud”

There he was, in his signature form, ripped jeans, leather jacket and a white tank top underneath. He was holding a plastic cup empty, perhaps the one he just downed. “The music is loud, isn’t there some quiet place h—”

“Trade drinks, but you don't even know her

Save me 'til the party is over”

There he goes once again, behind some girl and trading drinks with her, they did kissed, and of course I watched it with a hammering pain in my heart, no darling it's not a disease and you're not receiving any post twist of me having heart cancer, it's just the pain of heartbreak.

“Kiss me in the seat of your Rover

Real sweet, but I wish you were sober”

He caressed my cheeks with a soft smile as he kissed me softly, with the same lips with which he kissed her. “You’re so pretty” He whispered while looking at me with sparkling eyes, with love? no. intoxication? yes. “So sweet but I wish you were sober” I smiled while patting his head which was now laying on my lap as he snored softly.

“Trip down the road, walking you home

You kiss me at your door”

I carried this heavy man while supporting his arms around my shoulder as I walked to his doorstep, stumbling on my steps many times. When we reached he held my wrist, pulled me close and kissed me, at his doorstep.

“Pullin' me close, beg me, "Stay over"

But I'm over this roller-coaster”

His grip tightened on my wrist, pulling me even closer, “Please..” he started, “stay over” he whispered but I was already over it, the night already went horrible, then seeing him kissing that girl and once again getting used to him, over and over again. I was done.

“I'ma crawl outta the window now

Getting good at saying, "Gotta bounce”

If it were a few months ago or so then I would have agreed almost immediately, not even caring about my pride but now? I don't think so. It had been many times to the point that I’ve finally learnt to say no, “Sorry, gotta bounce”

“Honestly, you always let me down

And I know we're not just hangin' out”

That night, like always, I walked back home with glossy eyes with intoxication? no. perhaps a bit, but sadness? oh hell yeah. I was tired of getting walked over again and again, to me, we’re not hanging out. It means a lot to me but I really don't know about him anymore, perhaps it really should end now before it fucks me up badly.

# ask jungkook

# ask y/n

[chimmyslove]

Argument||J.JK

Warnings: slight mention of harrasment

Genre: fluff, little angst

Summary: jungkook and y/n had an argument, and jungkook ends up going a little too far

THIS CONTENT PURELY BELONGS TO ME AND MY IMAGINATION, PLEASE DO NOT COPY. I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES I'VE USED HERE. THIS CONTENT IS PURE FICTION

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This is what I imagined y'all wearing, jk without the mask.

Author pov~

Jk: will you stop yelling at me?!?!

Y/n: why should I?! Can't you see? She was clearly flirting with you, she pushed me away from you for heaven's sake!

Jk: stop jumping to conclusions y/n, she is just a Freind, how my times do I tell you that

Jungkook retorted, clearly irritated. Y/n and jungkook had gone to a bar with a couple of jungkook's freinds, one of them being his female friend. Y/n never liked that freind of his, she could clearly see In her eyes that she adored jungkook and wanted to steal him away from y/n, even though y/n and jungkook Had been dating for 3 years now. Now, some would say y/n just had a problem with jungkook having female freinds, but no, that was not the truth, jungkook had quite a few female freinds and y/n never disliked them, infact, she herself grew good freinds with them. But this Freind of his, would always throw herself all over jungkook, yes, jungkook was never comfortable with it, but he was horrible at saying 'no'.

They had gone to the bar, everything was going fine until that freind of jungkook's, started flirting and trailing her hands up and down jungkook's arm and chest, now saying she was bold for doing this was an understatement. She had never gone this far to the point of literally seducing him IN front of his girlfriend. Y/n was furious, she grabbed the girls hand and pulled her away, delevering a slap across her face, and pushed her away, after saying "get some self respect and stay away from already taken men"

Jungkook, although relieved someone pulled her away from him, but he was also mad that y/n slapped her, because not only was that girl a Freind of his, her parents were great friends with his parents, and he knew, his parents will soon call him asking him about why y/n would do such a thing, and he did not want y/n's image to be ruined infront of his parents. So he dragged y/n out of the club and to the car, and drove away from the club

Y/n: stop with that pathetic excuse jungkook! Admit it, you can also see she likes you!

She replied, growing frustrated. They were still in the car, on the way home.

Jk: so what y/n?! You know I am dating you, and you clearly know I won't fall for her

He yelled

Y/n: there is a fucking limit to everything, and the worst, you did not even stop her!

Y/n yelled back, trying to get her point straight. Something snapped in jungkook and he slammed his feet on the break peddle, sending both of them a few Cm's ahead.

Jk: get out

Y/n: what?

Jk: I said get off the damn car

Y/n was shocked, she didn't expect him to tell her to get off the car, it was a petty argument, yes, but he was going too far with asking her to get off.

Jk: cant you hear me? I said get off, now!

Y/n scoffed, her ego and self respect not allowing her to persuade him in letting her stay in the car. She got off, slamming the door shut, and jungkook drove away, not even sparing her a glance.

Y/n looked around, taking in her surroundings, she was atleast 20 minutes away from their home, and the horrible part of it was, it was already 2a.m. . Knowing there weren't going to be any taxy driving by, she decided to book one, she was about to grab her phone before realisation hit her.

She did not have her purse

She forgot to take it from the cars backseat

Great

What could be better?

Y/n sighed, knowing she'd had to walk home. She took of her heels, which were killing her feet, she winced when her bare feet hit the footpath, her feet already sore and red from the heels, the tiny stones pricking her feet not making it any better.

She started walking towards her home, the pain in her feet growing by every step she took. After 5 minutes of walking, she took a turn, coming across 3 men, who seemed to be smoking. Y/n played it off cool continued walking home, but in all honesty, she was hella scared and praying to good heavens that those men are good and won't do anything to her . She had barely walked two steps away from them when-

(M1- first man; M2- second man; M3- third man)

M1: *whistles*  hey sweet cheek! Where you goin'

One of them said, y/n tried her best not to show how scared she was and continued walking, ignoring them. She was suddenly grabbed by her wrist and forcefully turned around, her heels dropping from her hand in the process. Shocked, she tried to pry her wrist away from the mans grip, but the three of them just laughed

M3: you know sweety, you shouldn't be so stubborn, we are all good men, we just want to have some fun

Y/n again, tried not to show she was scared, but the three men were almost twice her size, and their breath reaked of cigarettes

Y/n: let me go

M2: ooooooo, playing hard to get I see

Y/n continued to try pulling her hand away

M1: oh c'mon, you cant get away from us, and anyways, like he said, we all just wanna have some fun, now come on

He said, come closer to y/n, trying to place his hand on her thigh. Y/n took a step back, disgusted from his words.

Y/n: I said, let me go

Y/n replied, thankful her voice did not betray her, coming out confident.

M3: now now, you are making me angry, c'mon guys grab her

The two other guys grabbed both of her arms, y/n was terrified by now, she continued to struggle trying to pry her arms off, she wanted to scream for help, but when was luck on her side?

M1: oh and, don't you dare try to scream, that won't end well

They were at an isolated park, no building near by, just trees. Even if y/n screamed, it was useless

The third man approached her, y/n , not stopping her struggling, shut her eyes, not wanting to witness what was going to happen to her.

Meanwhile

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Jungkook had almost reached home, when realisation hit him like a truck, he slammed the break and-

Jk: fuck

He quickly turned the car back around, going back to the way he came from. He knew he was the one wrong here, he knew y/n was right, but in the fear of what his parents will say, jungkook didn't do anything

Jungkook was hoping y/n was alright, 'what the fuck was I thinking?!? How could I just tell her to get off? What the heck jungkook, what are you, 4?' he thought to himself, he knew he went too far, but he just didn't know what got him when he asked her to get off.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw y/n, but quickly panicked when he saw that three men were holding y/n, while she tried to struggle away. Jungkook quickly got off the car

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Author pov~

??: Let her go before I call the cops

Y/n's eyes flew open, landing on the man she loved, but at the moment, hated. Jungkook stood there, his hand holding his phone up to see '911' already dialled, all was left was to click the 'call' button. The three men stared at eachother for a moment before letting y/n go and running away. Y/n fell to the floor, taking a deep breath of relief.

Jk: y/n, are you ok-

Y/n: save it

She replied, standing up and collecting her heels which she had dropped. She started walking away, her ego not allowing her to get into the car, even though she was dying to.

A hand grabbed her wrist, but this time, the grip was warm and gentle. Jungkook pulled her back towards him, making y/n drop her heels again

Y/n: let me go jungkook

Y/n said, trying to pull her hand away. Jungkook did not budge, and wrapped another hand around her waist, not allowing her to escape. Their faces were inches apart, breath fanning each other's faces. Jungkook had a stern face, his eyes staring in y/n's. Y/n mirrored his expression, not cowering under his gaze as she stared back at him confidently.

Jk: stop acting stubborn and come with me

Y/n: I won't, now let go of me

Jk: stop it y/n, do you even realise what would have happened to you if I hadn't come here in time

He said, voice raising a little

Y/n: well, whatever would have happened to me would have been your mistake and your responsibility

Y/n replied angrily, finger jabbing his chest. Jungkook, who was already guilty before, felt even more guilty now, she was right, whatever happened to her and would've happened to her, would've been his fault.

Y/n successfully pulled away from him, and turned around, picking her heels once again and walking in the direction of their home. Jungkook quickly followed her, not wanting any other horrible thing to happen to her.

Y/n was walking when her feet were sweeped off the ground, her heels once again falling on the floor. She yelped, hand wrapping around jungkook's neck for support.

Y/n: yah! What are you doing?! Set me down

She said, kicked her legs in the air. Jungkook ignored her, and continued to walk towards his car with her still in his arms, held bridal style. Y/n tried hitting jungkook's chest, but he was unfazed. He opened the passengers seat door, and sat her in, shutting the door. Y/n tried opening the door again, but it wouldn't budge

'he did not just put the door on childlock'

Y/n thought. Yes, jungkook had put the passenger seats door on childlock, he knew y/n would act stubborn and refuse to get in the car with him.

[Those who dont know, childlock is a feature in the car which doesn't allow people to open the door from inside and the door can only be opened from outside, it's so called 'childlock' so that children don't accidentally open the door while fidgeting with the door handle. Though, I am not sure if you can put the passenger seat on childlock, but let's just assume you can]

Y/n huffed, knowing she had to go with him.

Jungkook went back and collected y/n's heels before returning to the car, throwing them in the backseat and taking his seat on the drivers side. He drove away, stealing glances at y/n. He noticed how her feet were red, covered in dried blood on them. All jungkook felt was regret and guilt, he would never forgive himself for doing something so stupid.

They soon reached home and jungkook got off, opening the door for y/n but picked her up bridal style, not allowing her to walk, y/n, not wanting to argue more, let him pick her up. Jungkook grabbed y/n's heels and purse between his fingers. If they weren't in a middle of an argument, y/n would've been smiling so wide, because jungkook totally looked like y/n's man here.

They reached their apartment, jungkook dropped the purse and heels and set y/n down on the couch, before hurrying away. He soon returned with a bowl, cloth and first aid kit.

Jungkook sat down on the couch infront of her  and placed y/n's feet on his lap. He then dipped the cloth in the bowl, which was filled with warm water. He started wiping the dirt and germs from y/n's feet, y/n winced. Jungkook looked up at her, eyes filled with worry and guilt. Y/n met his eyes, but quickly looked away. Jungkook went back to cleaning her feet, softly rubbing her lower leg with his other hand. After wiping her feet, he put some ointment and bandages on her cuts and bruises. Y/n let out a wince now and then, the feeling of jungkook rubbing her lower leg making the pain bearable for her.

Jk: I am sorry

Jungkook spoke up,still fixing y/n's feet

Y/n: huh?

Y/n replied, not really catching what he said

Jk: I am sorry y/n, I am so sorry, I shouldn't have left you on the road like that, I don't even know what I was thinking when I did that, I am so sorry, sorry for not pushing Mina (female freind) away, I am a fucking coward who was only worried about what my parents would say, I am so sorry, and I know I don't deserve any forgiveness

Jungkook looked up at y/n, now finished with bandaging her feet. His eyes, filled with sincerity and genuineness, met y/n's eyes, which were filled with tears. Before he could say anything y/n burst into tears

Y/n: I was so scared

She managed to say between her sobs. She got of the couch and approached jungkook,  dropping on his lap, hugging him, trying to seek some sort of comfort. Jungkook immediately hugged her back, rubbing her back up and down

Jk: I know baby, you are really brave, do you know that?

Y/n: I was so scared gukk, I was really scared, I thought I'd get- get-

Jk: shhhh, I would never let anything like happen to you, I was stupid enough to make one mistake today, I swear I won't repeat it

Jungkook said, y/n continued to let out sobs and hiccups

Jk: let it all out bub, I am here now, I won't go anywhere, ever

Y/n and jungkook tightened their grip on eachother. Y/n continued to cry for about 10 minutes before she started to calm down. Jungkook's grip on her never loosened, neither did he stop rubbing her back. Y/n soon pulled her face away from the crook of his neck. She connected her forehead with his, they stared in eachothers eyes, before-

Y/n: I am sorry too, I shouldn't have slapped Mi-

Jk: no, don't apologise, Mina deserved it, you were right about everything, I knew I should've said no and pushed her away, but I was afraid what my parents would say, I am sorry, don't worry about them now, I'll handle them and tell them everything.

Y/n smiled softly at him

Jk: I am really sorry for dropping you off alone on the road, I am so god damn sorry -

Y/n: stop it

Y/n said with a light chuckle

Y/n: you've said sorry almost 10 times now

Jk: I could say it a 100 times more

Y/n: you don't need to guk, I get why you asked me to get off the car, yes , you did go too far, but it's fine, I am safe after all ,aren't I? Though I still don't forgive you, you need to make it up to me

Jk: anything you want

Jungkook smile was wide as ever. Their foreheads were still resting on eachothers.

Y/n: well for now, I want you to kiss me

Y/n said, a smile playing on her face too

Jk: gladly

And jungkook did make it up to her, the both of them cuddled each other the whole night, talking,kissing and laughing together, jungkook tried to cheer y/n up a little by telling her funny stories, which he succeeded in, y/n felt much better after listening to all his stories. The next day, jungkook did whatever y/n asked him to, like sleeping in and cuddling with her till late in the morning, going for a picnic afterwards, then having a movie session in their PJ's at home and so on.

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There u go, my first oneshot on this app

If you like it, please leave a like, and as I said before, I am open to requests, so feel free to leave one!

[whyse7vn]

BABY? -

[ot7 x reader]

something quick something silly :p DEFINITELY NOT POSTING THIS TO DISTRACT YOU FROM THE OFFLINE POST NOOOO NEVER WHATTTTT

NAMJOON -

SEOJKIN -

YOONGI -

HOSEOK -

JIMIN -

TAEHYUNG -

JUNGKOOK -

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forgot i had this omg ☠️☠️

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[koofete]

in motion, in 3D. ー jeon jungkook.

pics not mine!

you touched yourself so well through the screen of jungkook's cellphone that he couldn't help but call you in the middle of the night.

jungkook × f!reader.

mature content, maybe fluff, mentions of squirt, sweet and trying something new, sex call.

note: i'm doing a lot of drabbles 'bout jk, but this man is living in my head! especially now with '3D' lyrics.. hope you guys don't mind!

Jungkook drove alone to the hotel he would stay with his band members, being the last one to arrive because he wanted to stay with you a little longer before traveling again.

Getting out of the car, jeon grabbed two bags, ready to go inside when his cellphone vibrated in the pocket of his jeans. Knowing who was possibly calling, he immediately dropped everything that had in hands and grabbed the phone. Your name appearing on the bright screen.

pretty girl 💕 sent a video.

pretty girl 💕 : i'm already missing yoooou

pretty girl 💕 : trying something new, ive never recorded myself like this before

pretty girl 💕 : sleep well ;)

You actually sent him a 'sleep well' after sending that abused pussy of yours gushing cum in a way that jungkook had never in person before?! No fucking way.

How cute of you to think that he could at least close his eyes for more than five minutes without thinking of your little cries in the back of that video, fitting perfectly with the wet sounds.

Her clit clearly needs more than just fingers. ー jeon thoughts making his dick even harder.

Unfortunately, jeon couldn't just grab his bags and go back but he had something on his mind. When entering the hotel, he tried his best to be cool and smile at some people who recognized him, but he was in a hurry.

Anxiously, he locked the door of the room in which would spend the night, not needing to share bed with anyone this time.

gguk: hope you're still awake

gguk: cause i am

You smile at the notification, not expecting him to respond so late at night.

Or maybe you expected, since the sheet beneath your body is a complete mess, your legs are still open and the only piece of clothing you wear is a white tank top from jungkook. You didn't move a finger, wanting to make sure if he would return soon or just the next morning.

gguk is calling . . .

And there you go.

You answered quickly and put it on speakerphone, leaving the phone aside since it wasn't a video call.

"what was that?" Jungkook immediately asks.

"what?"

"you know what i'm talking about, pretty. that fucking video is driving me insane."

"oh!" You chuckle a bit, feeling dizzy by the way his voice sounded hoarser than normal. "did you like it?"

Suddenly you receive a new notification. It was a photo of your boyfriend sitting on a hotel bed, in front of a mirror wearing only dark sweatpants, no shirt. His tattooed arm held his clearly hard cock through the fabric. Strands of his freshly cut hair fell over his forehead and a silver chain hung around his neck.

Your body will always burn with desire and shyness whenever you see him like this, despite the years of relationship.

"this answer your question, love?"

"y-yeah." Still staring wide-eyed at the photo as your legs close without you even noticing; thighs pressed together.

"i can't touch you through the phone and that's torture, baby." He growls the last word, left hand going down to his dick. "but you can fuck that sweet pussy of yours while i'm away. do this for me, yeah? now."

"mm-hm."

He smiles with the way you already seem so surrendered. "tell me if you're still wearing my tank top, pretty girl. i want to imagine you."

"yes, i'm still wearing." You say in a sigh. Now, with both hands free and the cellphone's close, fingers play with your nipple and pussy at the same time.

"fuck..." Jeon curses. His wide hands are already running up and down on his cock, slowly but firmly. "so wet my tank top and our sheets with your cum, love. 'want to smell your scent as soon as i get back to home."

"koo..."

"just like that..." At this point you can hear how wet he is and vice versa. "say my name louder, princess. put three fingers in like you know i would, fast and deep."

He gives the instructions calmly and affectionately, but still manages to sound dominant to your ears, which makes you even whiny. You do as jungkook asks and he notices it by the way your moans become louder, knowing that maybe you could even have tears in your eyes. He furrows his eyebrows and lets the air escape from his lips adorned with a small silver jewel in the corner, muttering small 'ooh's.'

Jungkook was loving having sex with you over the phone, but nothing compares to the feeling of having your body pressed against his, sweat running down his forehead as he gives his life while eat you out. He simply loves the sound that echoes when his balls slap against your ass and can't wait to see you squirting now he know that you can. But in person.

In motion.

"i'm cumming, koo!"

"go ahead, baby. i'm so close too..."

And more than ever, he can't wait to see you again.

`✦ !

[kooshours]

jeon's garage || MASTERLIST

‣ pairing: motorcycle mechanic!Jungkook x reader ‣ summary: in which you want to rebel against your brother and decide to own a motorcycle of your own, leading you to end up falling in love with one of the people he worked so hard to hide you from, and he shows you everything you've missed out on life. ‣ genre: fluff, crack, smut, angst, strangers to lovers ‣ warnings: mentions/use of drugs and alcohol, eventual smut and explicit sexual content, use of foul language, slight jealousy and toxicity, angst (not too much though), self-image issues ‣ status: ongoing

CHAPTER LIST

chapter one. SUMMARY - after successfully finding a bike (if it could even be considered one) you end up stumbling upon a repair shop and strike a deal with the owner. 6.0k words. RELEASED - september 14th, 6:00PM est

chapter two. SUMMARY - ??? RELEASE DATE - ???

[boldlypurplelight]

Love is a drug|| JJK|| 8

Pairing: Yandere CEO Jungkook × Female Reader

Genre: Yandere Themes, a bit fluff, angst, betrayal.

Warning: Yandere jjk, use of drugs, stalking, the characters are all fictional, killing, backstory of Jungkook's parents.

Summary: After knowing Jungkook's intentions YN was horrified trying to get out of his life as soon as possible. But Jungkook's there, he'll always be there.

Chapter 8

"Happy birthday YN-AH"

Yn was overwhelmed. You were never upset on your birthdays, but this one was exception. Jungkook made you upset as well petrified on your birthday.

"Thank you so much!!!" You thanked them from your whole heart. They made you feel worthy. At that time, you knew, people come and people go. We shouldn't let them be a hindrance in our life.

You smiled. Wholeheartedly. For the first time in a while.

The trip ended well as you were standing in front of your apartment looking for your keys. When you looked up you froze at your place.

It was Mrs. Jeon.

You met Mrs. Jeon once. Jungkook's eyes were sparkling whenever he talked about his mother. And when you first met her, you knew why he adores his mother so much. She welcomed you with open arms, made you comfortable. She reminded you of your own mother.

You welcomed her in your home with a big bodyguard behind her.

"Happy belated birthday, darlin'!! " Mrs. Jeon smiled.

You couldn't help but smile back "Thank you Mrs. Jeon!!"

Her smile dropped as she asked,

"Don't you call me mother, honey" her sweet voice was really trying to make you cry.

Overwhelmed by all the emotions, you spitted out all the things you saw and you heard. Jungkook's mom listened to you keenly, she didn't utter a word.

When you stopped talking, you felt guilty. You talked about her son, ofcourse she is going to think it's nonsense, will slap you and get out of the house.

But as you looked up, you were met with silence.

"Jungkook won't cheat on you willingly, yn"

Stupid. Did you think his mother would take your side. You thought.

"At the end of the day he is Jeon, they would rather kill someone than cheat on their love"

You were motionless sitting their on the chair. This wasn't something casually comes out of someone's mouth.

"Yn! Honey! I need you to listen to me, would you?"

You were nodding your head even before you realise.

"Jeon Jungwoo, Jungkook's father was a very popular man in our academy. He was rich, charming and had the popular guy tag every year. And there was me. An average girl hoping to have a better future. I was shy but still a straightforward girl. Wouldn't let anyone bully me and since I was senior, I had low chances of getting bullied. But Jungkook's dad was arrogant, full of himself until we crashed. My books were on the ground and his new headphones. I wished that day would have never came up in my life.

Jungwoo was cursing and spitting venom from his mouth, to shut him up , I slapped him.

Whole academy was silent, no-one uttered a word. I realised my mistake but it was too late. I ran away after doing a 90 degree bow hoping to never meet him in my life.

But Jungwoo came up to me next day, his eyes boring into mine.

"I like you!! You're mine noona!!"

I couldn't believe my ears. I ran away that day but I couldn't run away from him my whole life. He came up and convinced my parents. He threatend peoples and my friends to not to talk to me. I hated him. He made my life difficult.

"I hate you!! I love someone else!! " I didn't but I wanted him leave me alone. The next day what I saw was horror. Pure horror. Jungwoo killed my male friend infront of me.

"I told you soo-yah!! You're mine!" He chuckled as if this whole thing was funny to him.

Days passed and his obsession grew. I was getting more depressed, living alone with no one beside me. Just him. One day I got to know I was pregnant with jungkook. Suddenly all my sorrows were thrown away. I was happy. Jungkook was my serotonin.

Jungwoo was happiest, he knew now I won't leave him. Ever.

Time passed so quickly with jungkook. I never let him get his mind corrupted by his father. I made him a normal person. But at the end of the day, he is Jeon. I couldn't change everything about Jungkook."

Mrs. Jeon took a deep sigh. It was difficult for her too she had her feelings bottled up in her heart for so many years.

"I would tell you one thing, YN. You might think I'm crazy but I'm helpless.

Run away. Don't let him get you. Go to the any corner of the world. He wouldn't trace you to kill you, trust me. But I don't want you to be another Soo-jin."

You were in shock. This was all new to you. How could you be so careless to not to notice his behaviour, to not notice everything happening in front of you. It felt like you were trapped in a maze without any warning. You knew sarah wasn't your problem. Jungkook was. Hearing the door shut yn knew Mrs Jeon left. You trusted Mrs. Jeon her eyes couldn't lie. Unlike Jungkook's.

You sat there for twenty minutes, contemplating on your life decisions. You cannot afford to make any bad decision right now. You dialed the number after being concious about the situation.

"Hello Nayeon!! Can you come at my apartment?"

Sarah finished applying her lipgloss. It was a nighttime. She checked the time as the doorbell rang.

Jungkook was wearing wearing a black suit and Sarah was drooling.

"You know you look hot in black baby, don't you?"

Jungkook smirked and entered the house.

"Come on!! Let's eat!!" Sarah happily skipped to the kitchen.

"I went to doctor today!" Jungkook spoke in low but serious voice.

Sarah froze. She grabbed the knife as instinct, faking her smile she turned around.

"Really babe! Are you ok?" As she gripped the knife tight behind her back.

Jungkook sat on the couch comfortably spreading his legs on tea table.

"I had to say, you're a good actor Sarah! But don't forget, I am the principal of the school where you're just a student."

Jungkook cutted the chase, he won't play games and waste time with her while he had the most important person. You.

Sarah knew it was an endgame. She has to kill him before he kills her. She strides towards him in order to attack but she couldn't. Someone stabbed her from the back.

Sarah turned around and saw her ex- boyfriend. The business man who had two children and beautiful wife. She used the same trick with him in order to be rich. But the man became a depressed and mentally unstable, she had no choice but to leave him.

Sarah saw herself getting punished for he wrongdoings. But the punishment was severe, it was death.

Jungkook looked at the man stabbing Sarah continuously. He couldn't blame him. When jungkook himself was literally fucked up thinking he lost you, so what about the man who lost his wife and children.

"I have no chance now! But you do. Go!! Get your girlfriend back." The man said with his dead voice staring into the soul of Sarah.

But what Jungkook said shocked the man more,

"Who said you don't have a chance, my father always said that never lose the reason you're breathing for anybody in this world."

Jungkook threw his business card at the man and litted up his cigarette.

"You know when to call me" as he exited the house with a cigarette and a crime in his hands.

Author's note: Wheew!! This chapter was a roller coaster ride. Comment down what do you guys think about it. And thank you Armys!!! For all your love. 💕

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Drabble 02: Amidst the shadows and rain, there's Jungkook who becomes your sun instead

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Mentions of: ocean water, crying, stress, knives and a bulgar (nothing happens), a bit suggestive, kissing and I think that's it?

Note: I've been working on this for months, it feels nice to finally get it done. I wanted to finish it especially now to comfort us after Jungkook left so aaah >.<. Hope you enjoy!

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The long, hectic week was finally catching up to you. You were exhausted, anxious, irritated and just in need of a warm cuddle session with your lovely boyfriend. One would think you felt relieved at this moment—now that this hectic week has come to an end—, but it felt like you were just destined for worse. Everything was going wrong, nothing went the way you planned it to. Now that it was finally over you expected to be greeted by the feeling of relief, but alas even on your way home, you were not left alone by the grip of misfortune clinging to you. It suddenly started raining and since the bus you wanted to take decided to be a no-show you had to walk home. Without a jacket. Great.

It wasn't raining that hard so you thought it didn't matter, but you arrived home in soaking wet clothes anyway after a car passing by caused a wave of dirty water to splash your way. You could cry. If you didn't turn out sick the next morning, it'd be a miracle. 

A week full of stress had just ended, but you couldn't seem to get rid of every gnawing feeling that it left behind. You just want to take your mind off of things. When you entered the door to your shared apartment, you wanted nothing more than to be greeted by his beautiful face stretched out into that famous bunny smile you loved so much. But of course —since nothing was in your favor—you arrived to the deafening silence of Jungkook's absence. 

You were planning on dumping your soaked body on top of him and ignoring all of your worries, but even that you can’t get. 

With a heavy sigh you peeled off your clothes and put them in the laundry basket, jumping in the shower right after to try to wash away the weight on your shoulders. 

—

You jumped awake at the loud clatter coming from the kitchen. Instead of reacting like a normal human being and hiding, you started yelling with your eyelids still stuck together—the drowsiness refusing to escape you. Grabbing the first thing you could find on the couch you fell asleep on, the huge rainbow-colored hello kitty plushie you were cuddling with, you tried forcing your eyes open. You yelled, "Who's there?” pointing the innocent plushie towards the source of the sound. 

A fit of giggles replaced the sound of the echo your voice left behind, probably mocking your messy bed hair and unusual weapon. You frowned, a pout appearing on your face as you realized your lover was the one to awaken you so rudely from the magical dream you had just a few seconds ago. 

“Do you expect a plushie to protect you from a burglar?”, he approached you after picking up the empty bowl he dropped.

“Well what do you expect me to do when the burglar is in the kitchen, where all the knives are, and my boyfriend isn’t there to protect me?”, the pout never left your face. 

His tattooed hand went through your head to try and smooth down the mess your pillow had created. He didn’t mean to but he got so lost in the look in your eyes and the feeling of your hair against his hand, that he forgot to form a response. You didn’t mention it though, the fond smile on his face and his gentle touch on yours fill your heart with warmth in ways you could never have dreamed of before.

You did however miss the sound of his voice, too soon to your liking, so you spoke up anyway, just to hear him speak. 

“When did you get home, anyway?” This time, your hand was the one to reach towards his body. Your fists bawling around his loose shirt, resisting the urge to hug him. 

“Not too long ago, didn’t wanna wake you”, the sweet sound of his voice reached your ears again. The muscles on your face contract, trying to hide the involuntary smile that tried to betray your unsatisfied yearning for Jungkook's attention

You sigh, giving in and pulling his body close to yours. Your arms wrap tightly around his waist, your head rests on his chest and all negative feelings flood from your body. A sound of relief escaped you. You could cry. But this time it’s because your heart is so full of love, so full of love you were afraid it would burst and lose all the love you’ve stored in there just for him. 

“Are you okay, baby?” His voice faltered with concern. Nonetheless he hugged you back as you felt his arms snake around your neck.

“Just a hectic day—”, your stream of words got interrupted by the single tear falling from your eye, you had to stop talking or you knew you’d burst out in tears. You wanted to tell him so badly, tell him; “who am I kidding, this whole week has been holding me by my throat and I still can’t seem to find a way to loosen its grip.” But you didn’t want to break down in tears in front of him. Not when he was probably having a more challenging week than you could ever handle. Truly, could you ever complain about your life knowing his everyday is way harder?

“Oh no, baby don’t cry.” You were a bit shocked, but how could you be? Jungkook knew you better than you knew yourself. Is it scary that he can recognize the slightest change in your tone and behavior so easily? Maybe. But do you love him all the more for it? Definitely. 

He started swaying you both to the side, knowing how you liked to be cradled. It was an unconscious habit of yours whenever you couldn’t sleep or felt uneasy. Over the years, he had also adopted your silly little habit and now he couldn't hold you without swaying you anymore.

“Hmm, you know what? Tomorrow I have a day off. What if we spend it at the beach?” He sighed, placing his head on top of yours, plans for the day filling his mind already. “We could bring a cloth and sit by the shore an—oh!” His excitement got the best of him as another string of ideas flooded his mind. “And we can bring some snacks and some stuff we could do. We can paint, play lego or play board games. I can think of so many things!” 

You just giggled to yourself, the dried-up tears on your face long forgotten. “I’m all in. I just wanna see the sunset,” you croaked out a response.

“Anything for my baby,” he spoke, kissing your forehead when you finally removed your head from his now slightly damp shirt to look him in the eyes. But you weren’t planning on settling for a simple kiss on the head, so you pouted your lips, non-verbally asking for a proper kiss on the lips. And he complied—with the biggest lovesick smile on his face.

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The smell of Jungkook's cooking skills flooded your nostrils and your mouth started to water. After the long day you just had, a warm meal is everything else you craved. 

"What are you doing?," his voice was filled with amusement. Since you weren't much of a good cook yourself, you decided that your antics in the kitchen should be entertaining—or distracting—the chef at work. This time that amusement contained sitting so close to him he could barely reach for the spoon to mix the ingredients and your hair almost slipped into the pot he was so desperately trying to steer.

When you decided to sit by the kitchen counter with your laptop, you thought you could continue your schoolwork while being in the detoxing atmosphere that Jungkook provided. But the thought of studying vanished your mind as soon as his sleeves rolled up and his hair got tied into a manbun. 

You tried so hard to stop your teeth from biting down on your bottom lip, but should you even be willing to hide the effect Jungkook has on you? Sure he teases you about it and sure you're a little stubborn, but how can you ignore such a sight. 

“You want to hear a secret?”, you whispered in his ear as his hand reached for your hair, making sure it didn't dip into the food. Yet his heart was beating against his ribcage, what are you planning? 

“I never thought watching you cook for me could get me so turned on,” and as if your comment wasn't wild enough to drive him crazy, you didn't miss the chance to graze your lips against his skin. Not enough to be a kiss, but also not enough to be a mere brush of innocent affection. 

"Fuck–, baby—, you can't say things like that!,” he groaned, aggressively stirring the pot, making you giggle. 

When you didn't say anything and nonchalantly returned to your schoolwork he decided to speak up again. “You're acting like you've never watched me cook before,” he says in a rather mocking way, but you laugh at that, enjoying the reactions you get out of him. 

“Just because I don’t always show it, doesn’t mean I don't feel it,” you wink at him, shrugging your shoulders like you confessed the most normal thing on earth. 

He couldn’t hold in his smile, his expression of amusement quickly turned into a smirk, remembering all the moments you were extra touchy in the kitchen. He took a mental note to always make you watch him cook from now on.

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“Baby, did you pack the towels?,” Jungkook asked softly, trying to start up a conversation. The car ride to the beach was awfully quiet. Normally you were very talkative when you were going to the beach, too excited for all the things you would do. It was one of the things you loved most in the world of course, and Jungkook knew that, so he couldn’t help but worry about your silence. 

The pounding in your head however made you unable to think straight. You took an aspirin this morning, hoping to redeem the aches in your body. The last thing you wanted was for Jungkook to notice and spend his day off taking care of you. So you kept it to yourself. You couldn't stay in and sit in your flu, or whatever it decided to be, you needed to get out of your head. 

“Yeah, I put it in my bag,” you sighed as your head came in contact with the cold window of the passenger seat in his car, your shoulders sagging in relief. His hand squeezed your thigh in worry, he knew there was something wrong. 

“Baby, we’re here,” he shook your sleeping body. The ride to the beach wasn't that long, but the never-ending headache made you close your eyes a little too long. 

The sudden excitement that flew through your body at the thought of finally spending a carefree day at the beach got knocked out of you as soon as you looked out of the car window. 

“Are you fucking kidding me,” you almost yelled in annoyance towards the raindrops landing on your face as you got out of the car. You made sure to check the weather report every hour of the day ever since last night and it still managed to rain today. It made you more frustrated than you could imagine. You could cry.

“___, baby...,” he looked at you with pity. Carefully approaching you to avoid you getting even more upset. 

Your teary eyed face faced his sympathetic one. The looks you were exchanging saying it all. You expected him to comfort you, hug you, offer to sit in the backseat instead and rest. But Jungkook always seems to surprise you, even when you know how spontaneous he is. 

“What are you doing?!”, you shrieked as you felt the ground under your feet disappear. Jungkook carried you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and your eyes widened, feeling overly exposed with your ass up in the air.

Like he could sense your discomfort he twisted your body around to carry you bridal style. Your wide eyes gazed into his excited ones. You immediately shook your head when that mischievous glint in his eyes and that childlike smile on his face made you realize what he was planning to do.

Despite your panicked protests he threw caution to the wind and started running towards the beach with you screaming in his arms.

“Jeongguk, if you fucking drop me I will—!,” you yelled at him punching his chest, but he silenced you with a kiss. 

“I won’t,” he reassured you, making you blush.

So you just let him. Let him run into the deserted beach, towards the water, with the biggest smile on your face because Jungkook always knew what to do to make you smile again. He always knew what to do to make you fall deeper in love with him. 

You gasped loudly as Jungkook entered the water—fully clothed. He ran past the shore, his favorite boots getting wet, but he didn't care. He kept running however, so far that his entire lower body had entered the water. He knelt down, you being in his arms getting completely engulfed by the cold water. This way he avoided getting his own upper body wet. You panicked, swimming out of his grip to look at him with an angry expression. But your face didn't match your feelings, or so you thought, the broad smile on your face betraying you.

“Jeongguk! You said you wouldn’t drop me!,” you splashed a bunch of water his way making him duck down to avoid getting his hair wet. 

“I didn’t drop you, I just dipped you in,” he shrugged, making you scoff. Another wave of water was thrown his way, this time he couldn’t dodge it in time, the water hitting him straight in the face. 

“Oh now you're asking for it,” he strides towards you, his arms ready to engulf you and body slam you into the water but you’re too quick.

What was supposed to be a relaxing day at the beach ended up turning into a chaotic water fight. And even though you were sick, the cold water felt rather healing as well as spending time with Jungkook did. You must look like reckless children to onlookers, but you haven’t had this much fun in a while, so you decided to not care. 

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“You should've told me you weren't feeling well,” you smoothed the frown between his brows out with your thumb, smiling brightly. You were now in the backseat of his car, both of you covered with the towels you brought earlier to lay down on the sand. You were basically sitting on top of him, having persuaded him with the argument that you needed his body warmth to warm up quicker.

“Then I wouldn't have such a fun day… Besides I think I'm feeling better already,” he pouted at you, not believing your words for a second. After getting out of the water you couldn’t stop shivering and what he thought was only natural turned concerning when he found you coughing and sneezing as well.

He held your hands in his, looking into your eyes, feeling guilty for noticing how bad you were feeling earlier. Blaming him was never in your agenda though, he made you feel healthier than you actually were in his presence. 

“You’re not falling asleep on me are you?” he looked down at your slumped figure leaning on him, your full body weight on top of his.

“Uhuh,” you responded, snuggling further into his embrace. He smiled, not minding it one bit if you decided to sleep for hours on end. He’d stay right there, in the back of his car, thinking about all the things he can do later today to make you feel better. Because that’s what Jungkook did best. Love you unconditionally and brighten up your days. 

He planted one final kiss on the top of your head, telling you goodnight, unaware of your lingering wakefulness. You think you might love him a little too much, you could cry.