#jungkookfluff

[multidxni]

multidxni masterlist

Hello! I decided I should start a masterlist for my works since I started writing sooo here I am. 🥰

My works include short/ long kpop idols imagines. (requests are always open)

You will find everything I write here. ❤️

Total works: 11

Optional bias x fem!reader: 

safe in his arms - fluff

happier than ever - fluff

ending up in his bed again - angst, fluff, smut

Hwang Hyunjin x fem!reader:

but "just friends" don't look at each other like that - fluff, friends to lovers

Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader:

naps on rainy afternoons - fluff, established relationship

you’re all I need - fluff, established relationship

distraction - smut, established relationship 

warm - fluff, established relationship

Suh Johnny x fem!reader:

hugs and kisses - fluff, established relationship

Hwang In Yeop x fem!reader:

The way I love you - fluff, established relationship

Wen Junhui x fem!reader:

comfort zone - fluff, established relationship

[hangesophtalmologist]

Coffee house

pairing : jungkook x oc

genre : strangers to lovers ; fluff ; crack

synopsis : when jungkook meets a girl doing researches (yes, researches) on his group for the upcoming BTS concert, he decides to help her out a little.

warnings : none i think?

words count : 1.4k

parts : part 1 ; next

a/n : this is a really rough draft about a cliché love story, pls feel free to give me any feedback :) might change it later but i still wanted to post it in its first form.

Jeon Jungkook had been observing this girl since a while now.

At first, he only wanted to sit at this small coffee’s table, scroll on his phone while savouring his favourite drink. He didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings; until he thought he heard someone call his name repeatedly. He raised his head, eyes scanning the room for a person looking for him but none of the other customers seemed to pay him any attention.

He was about to brush it off, until he heard it again: a muffled voice sighing his name multiple times in a mechanical way. It was coming from a table near him, on which a girl whose face he couldn’t quite see behind her mask and cap was scribbling down on a notebook.

Did he mishear? Jungkook couldn’t say if her lips were moving or not behind the mask. If she was indeed calling him, it would be rude to just ignore her. But that was just a weird way to call out someone… whispering repeatedly one’s name while looking in a complete other direction.

Maybe she’s just shy, he thought. She’s probably a fan.

The young man didn't realize he had been staring at her for a long moment until his eyes met two questioning pupils staring back at him. Immediately freezing, he opened his mouth to defend himself but couldn’t think of anything to say.

“Is there something wrong?” the girl finally asks, raising an eyebrow.

Her voice was deeper than what he expected. Her tone, far from being rude but not overly sweet either, still held a kind note that made him realize she probably thought he wanted to ask her something. Snapping out of his trance, Jungkook shook his head and avoided her eyes.

“No, I just didn’t know who you were talking to,” he replied, trying his best to not sound too confused.

The stranger seemed to finally catch on the situation, her eyes lighting up with comprehension. She slightly bowed, apologizing, before looking back at the completely lost man.

“Sorry, I was trying to study. I must’ve spoken out loud without realizing,” she chuckled, though her answer only confused him more. “Sorry for bothering you. I just can’t get it in my head.”

When she said her last sentence, her eyes travelled to her phone put face up on the table. Jungkook followed her gaze, easily discerning a somewhat familiar Wikipedia page. Usually, he would have just ended the conversation, like any normal person would do. But the whole situation didn’t make any sense. He was sure he had heard her say his name, but why would she say it was for some homework?

Anyway, he should probably forget it. That was just a minor detail of his day, and he shouldn’t think too much of it. Why would it matter anyway? He had plenty of other stuff to worry about.

Let’s move on.

Forget it.

…

Would it be weird if he asked her directly?

Probably. It wasn’t his business, and obviously the conversation had died, since the girl had completely shifted her attention from him to the massive Wikipedia page displayed on her phone.

“You’re still staring.”

Jungkook quickly looked away, startled by the sound of her voice that snapped him out of his thoughts. He coughed a little bit, embarrassed about getting caught red handed. Since he didn’t want to appear as a total creep, he decided to ask the question that burned the tip of his tongue. At least she would know he wasn’t staring for no reason.

“I was wondering what you were studying. You seem really invested,” he said with a nervous smile, yet with an almost enthusiastic tone.

Nice save, he congratulated himself when he noticed her reciprocating his grin. Shifting on her seat, the stranger put down the pen she was using on her opened notebook. Jungkook half-expected her to answer shortly to his seemingly intrusive question, but she looked like she decided to take a break just to pursue their conversation.

“I can’t summarize shit, so my explanation might take some time,” she answered, smirking almost like she was challenging him.

Somehow, Jungkook felt eager to know. Or more like, he was irresistibly pulled towards her and weirdly appreciated being the object of her attention. Nodding, he lied and said he had all the time of the world to hear her story. He really didn’t, but right now he couldn’t care less.

“It’s not truly studying, as in ‘homework for the university’. It’s hum… Ah, this is embarrassing,” she hid her face with her hands, laughing softly before looking back at him. “Long story short, my younger sister wants to go to a concert, but she can’t go alone and no one in my family wants to accompany her. So, I secretly bought us tickets, but I don’t know shit about the group. And I don’t want to ruin her night by not knowing songs or members or… stuff? Because I know she’d feel guilty or worry I’m not enjoying it. She overthinks too much sometimes it can…”

Jungkook listened carefully to her explanation, a smirk blooming on his lips as the pieces of the puzzle clicked in his mind. He watched her hands move freely as she talked, almost hypnotized by the sound of her voice. Once again, without him realizing, he was staring at her a third time for the past half hour. Maybe because of the weirdness of the situation, he hadn’t taken time to observe her properly before. But when the waiter gave her a coffee, she slid her mask down her face and instantly, Jungkook’s eyes sinfully travelled to her full, rosy, perfect lips. Her face, even more than her voice, was unquestionably charismatic. Slightly tanned skin, strong jaw, big almond-shaped eyes, flat nose, thick eyebrows that matched her jet-black hair tied in a loose bun behind her cap… adjectives to qualify her face kept running into his mind but not one could perfectly represent how stunned he was in front of her.

“… and when I say everything, it’s really everything. Even the most irrelevant details.”

Hearing the flow of words coming to an end, Jungkook quickly pulled himself together and nodded almost at tad bit too enthusiastically. He knew it was his turn to talk but, too caught up in his staring and soothed by the sound of her voice, he only listened with one ear what she was saying. Still, he had understood the final situation.

“So, in order to attend a single concert, you’re about to write a whole essay on a group…?” Jungkook summarized, a teasing tone punctuating his question.

The young woman chuckled, hiding half her face in embarrassment.

“No, it’s just… I don’t know,” she shook her head with a soft smile. “I study everything I come in touch with to know more about it. I hate not knowing things. Trust me, I know it’s an awful habit.”

However, Jungkook didn’t feel as taken aback as one could be. He understood that this stranger, whose name he didn’t even know yet, had her own little world in which her logic would mean nothing in most people’s minds. But now that his fingers had brushed the surface of the bubble she was in, he wanted nothing more than cross it and explore the inside. Somehow, he felt confident enough to tell her he didn’t find her habit awful, but unusual and cute. He liked the way her eyes sparkled and how he was rewarded with the most honest laugh he had heard in a while. He was proud when she told him that was the first time someone even told her that and felt a rush of adrenaline in his veins when she said he was one of a kind.

Even though he had figured out who the group was, concerning how she was trying to memorize his name earlier and also the fact that they had a concert planned in two months in the area, Jungkook didn’t want to put an end to their comfortable dynamic. It had been a while since he last talked with someone his age, that didn’t know him nor walked on eggshells with him. He liked this girl, as in he felt comfortable around her and seemed really fun to hang out with. So, when she told him with a sigh that she needed to go back to her Wikipedia page, he didn’t hesitate to ask:

“Do you need help?”

She looked at him with raised eyebrows, almost looking unimpressed but with a teasing smile

“Well, unless you know the Bangtan Boys like the back of your hand, I don’t think there’s much you can do.”

And so, he flashed her a bunny-like grin, tilting his head on the side and looking very amused.

“Oh, don’t even worry. I know them by heart.”

[koalakookie]

always you 𓆩❤︎𓆪

~ pairing: non-idol jungkook x oc (y/n)

~ w.c: approx 4k :)

~ genre: fluff + angst

~ au: established relationship!jk x y/n, jk has trust issues but is the best boyfriend ever, oc is a tad bit dense, oc’s ex is annoying 

~ trope: miscommunication (but happy ending I promise <3)

~ warnings: none in particular, minor use of profanity, talk of insecurities and toxic relationships, implied sexual innuendos

~ tags: @mwitsmejk

~ summary: You don’t communicate and Jungkook doesn’t pry. Put those two together and throw in some insecurities with an annoying ex who doesn’t want to take a hint, you get miscommunication with a side of tooth-rottingly cute fluff. 

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    Your eyes opened slowly, taking in the darkness of your room. A warm weight was pressed into the curve of your hips and soft snores could be heard near the base of your neck. 

You craned your head to get a glimpse of the sleeping figure behind you. Jungkook, your boyfriend of almost 2 years, slept peacefully. 

Shifting slowly, you turned around and lightly traced the strong lines of his jaw. He twitched at the your feather-light touches but remained deep in sleep. 

You smiled at the pure domesticity of your current position. It was a Sunday morning and the both of you had a rare off day. 

As you stroked Jungkook’s dark hair, you heard your phone chime from across the room.

You moved to detangle your legs from his. He groaned in protest and pulled your waist closer to his body. 

“Babyyy”, Jungkook whined, his raspy morning voice sent shivers down your spine. 

“I’m sorry, love. I just need to grab my phone. I’ll come right back, I promise”, you whisper into the crook of his neck. 

He gives a noncommittal sound but lightly released his iron grip on your waist. 

As you slowly and groggily made your way to your continuously buzzing phone, your boyfriend let out an irritated groan. 

“Good god, who the fuck won’t stop texting you?”, Jungkook sighed as he slowly positioned himself up into a sitting position. 

5 NEW MESSAGES FROM *DO NOT ENGAGE* [10:22 AM] 

Your eyes widened. What did he want? Is he back? 

“Baby?”, Jungkook asked curiously whilst wiping tiredness from his eyes, his observant eyes picking up on your mannerisms, “Is everything alright?” 

“Y-y-yeah”, you manage to stutter. “I’m going to the washroom” 

You quickly grab your phone and run to the washroom. 

Jungkook eyes narrow, as the gears in his mind started to turn. Something was wrong, who was texting you and why were you so spooked by them? 

Whilst Jungkook pondered about who texted you, you were practically on the verge of tears reading the text messages from your ex. 

- I miss you, y/n

- I know that you hate me but please meet with me one last time. 

- I’m going back home in a week and I want to clear everything up with you. 

- Please y/n, if you ever loved me, let me try to make things right. 

- I know you’re reading this. Meet me at Marie’s Bakery across the street from our old apartment at 3:00 PM on Saturday, i’ll wait for you. 

Bile started to form at the base of your throat and your heart started thumping violently. All the memories of you and Suho from back then came flooding into your mind. 

All the nights that the two of you spent dancing and all the morning that you two laid wrapped up in each other’s arms. 

However, the sweet memories lasted for a brief moment until all the sour and bitter moments started to flow in as well. 

Those nights where he would drink mindlessly, yelling and throwing everything in his sight. The days where he would ignore you because he saw you ‘whoring yourself out’ when you engaged in an conversation with a male colleague. 

More than anything, you remember how he ruined you; your pride, your confidence and your independence as a woman. And, how Jungkook had been the one who helped pick up the pieces of your soul that Suho mindlessly broke.

Suddenly, just the mere thought of Jungkook’s name woke you up from your trance, almost as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on you. 

You looked in the mirror, frantically fixing your messy hair and trying to wash out the redness in the rims of your eyes. 

You took one deep breath and placed a smile on your face, walking out of the washroom. 

Jungkook still sat upright on the bed, shirtless. He was leant against the headboard of the bedframe and stared out the large window. 

Morning sunlight fell on his features, accentuating his doe eyes and his heart-shaped lips.  

It was a beautiful sight, almost picturesque. However, the expression on his face was what ruined the masterpiece. 

He looked anguished, almost on the verge of tears. His breathing was uneven and he seemed so hurt. 

He was so engaged in his thoughts that he didn’t even hear you crawl into the bed next to him. 

However, when you pressed your head into the crook of his neck and slid your cool hands across his torso, he jolted. 

He looked down at you, his eyes searching your face frantically, almost as if he were looking for something. 

“Baby...”, he started, taking your face in between his hands.

“I’m fine, my love. Don’t worry so much, okay?”, you whispered, kissing the tips of his calloused fingers. 

Jungkook opened his mouth, on the verge of asking all the horrible questions that had been brewing his head whilst you were gone but he decided against it. 

After all, he was the one who held you in his arms not anybody else, right?

The day passed by, with the two of you cuddled up against each other. You sat in his lap, a random TV show playing in the background. 

You felt a pair of strong hands move towards your waist, as you felt him pull you closer into his broad chest. 

Jungkook nuzzled into your hair and sighed. “I love you Y/N”, he said, dazedly. 

“I love you more Kook. You-”, you replied before bursting into a fit of loud giggles as Jungkook started tickling you. 

Everything was so blissful and happy. Until, you heard your phone ring. 

Jungkook’s eyes met yours, as you begrudgingly got up. He watched your timid form pick up the phone. 

Your breath quickened once you read the name of the caller, it was Suho. You quickly declined the call and slammed the phone down. 

You walked back to Jungkook and pulled him into your chest. Turning up the TV volume, you ignored the look of concern and worry that he sent you. 

By some cruel turn of fate, your voice messaging system must have been connected to one of the speaker’s in your home. Not even a minute had passed, until you heard the slurred words of your ex-boyfriend echo through your and Jungkook’s home. 

“Y/NNNN.. you didn’t respond to my texts. That offended me babyyy... I know you read my texts, how dare you not respond? I know how much you miss me baby. I miss you more. I saw you the other day, at the coffee shop that we used to go to all the time. You still wear the scarf that I gave you on our third anniversary, don’t you my love? That stupid buffoon of a boyfriend will never compare to me. Look, even now, 3 years after we broke up, you still have elements in your life that belong to me. Anyways, just wanted to let you know that I love you and I will make sure to remind you of how much better I am than your new boyfriend on Saturday”

Jungkook stiffened and his grip on you grew slack. His eyes frantically darted between your frame and the speaker. 

You refused to meet his eyes, as you felt tears start to pool. 

“Y/N?”, Jungkook’s wavering voice was the first one to break the almost pin-drop silence that enveloped your entire room, “What is he talking about?”

Your eyes widened. “Babe, Suho recently messaged me. He’s in town and wanted to meet up but I didn’t respond or anything”, you said quickly, reaching for his hand. 

He pulled his arm away as if you had burned him. He quickly stood up, his eyes flared with anger. 

“Why didn’t you tell me that he texted you?”, he asked with an accusing tone. 

“Excuse me? Jungkook, please baby... This is nothing, I didn’t tell you because this wasn’t important”, you tried to reason. 

“Not important?!”, he asked incredulously, “Your ex-boyfriend of almost 3 years, asks you on a date and you don’t tell shit to your current boyfriend?”

“Kook, please.. You’re overreacting babe” 

“Overreacting? God Y/N! Were you ever going to tell me that he texted? Or where you going to keep hiding shit from me? I bet you were gonna meet him on Saturday, I should’ve known that you still loved him. What was I thinking, of course you’d pick him over me”, he rambled. 

You got up from the couch in an attempt to reach for him. 

“Stop it Y/N! I swear you always leave me in the dark. Answer my questions, if I hadn’t heard this message, were you going to tell me that Suho texted? Were you going to meet him?”, he asked. 

You couldn’t meet his eyes as you felt your throat dry. 

His usually bright doe-eyes brimmed with tears at the lack of your answer. Loud sobs racked through his body, as he quivered. 

You wanted to comfort him, you wanted to wrap him in your arms and wipe his tears away. But you knew that you were the reason behind his tears and that hurt more than anything in the world, knowing that you were the reason why the man you loved was in pain. 

He looked up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths as he wiped away his tears. He started to grab his belonging and pack them into his backpack. 

His actions awoke you from your dazed trance. “Baby, please...”, you pleaded, “Let’s talk” 

“Y/N. I can’t even look at you, without hating you. I love you too much to be here right now. I don’t want to say something that I will regret. I think we both need time apart to realize what we want from each other”, he said in a stern tone, with his back to you. 

“Kook, all I want is you”, you cried harder, feeling wet streams of tears fall down your face. 

He stopped packing momentarily, recognizing your crying voice. He hated when you cried, because it made him feel like he was hurt too. 

He took a deep breath and slung his backpack over his shoulder. He briskly walked towards the door, not looking back once. 

As he opened the door, he stopped. 

“I love you, Y/N. I want you more than anything in the world. But I want you to choose what you want. If you want us to be together, you have to be all-in. You know what So-hee did to me, you know how much I hate deceit and lies. Until, you realize what you want, let’s not see each other. Please Y/N, we’re both hurting”, he said softly, “I hope to see you again, okay? As selfish and pathetic as it sounds, I want you to truely choose me”

You stayed silent, watching his retreating frame. 

You sniffed whilst wiping your eyes, it hurt your heart to let him leave. 

This couldn’t be the end, right?

As you trudged back into your and Jungkook’s shared bedroom, your mind kept wandering back to everything Jungkook had said earlier. 

Flashback (Start):

So-hee...

You remember So-hee and how much she hurt Jungkook. 

You and Jungkook used to be class-mates, sharing a single 8 am class. It was a stupid mistake on your behalf to take such an early morning class but you had forgotten to log on the portal earlier, thus leaving you with no choice but to take such an early class. 

So every morning at 8 am, you showed up to class looking like a total zombie. Coincidentally, next to you, was bright-eyed Jungkook, who happened to be an early bird. 

Taking pity on you, he brought you a coffee every morning and shared his notes with you. These little acts were the foundation of your friendship. 

Soon after, the two of you became close friends, with you beginning to develop a secret crush. 

However, this crush was suddenly halted when Jungkook introduced you to So-hee, his new girlfriend. 

So-hee was a beautiful woman, a year older than both of you and an active member of a sorority. She had voluminous caramel hair and plump lips that were always slathered in gloss. 

However, her external beauty did not match her personality, as her personality was shittier than a garbage truck. 

She was a literal bitch. 

She had a nasty attitude and shit-talked everybody, especially you. 

Obviously, poor oblivious Jungkook was too in love to realize how she was using him. 

Jungkook was so blinded by his love for So-hee, that when you confronted him about his girlfriend’s bitchy personality, he defended her. Thus, resulting in a halt in your friendship. 

During this time, you met Suho. Suho reminded you a lot of Jungkook; and being heartbroken and lonely, you did the only thing you could think of, sleep with him. 

Somehow, Suho charmed your broken heart and made you feel special. 

You blocked Jungkook on every app and pretended you didn’t know him out in public. You know that he tried contacting you and how he tried to apologize but was unsuccessful everytime 

For example, at a bar downtown, you and Suho had gone to party. Jungkook happened to be there with So-hee. Once he saw you, his eyes lit up. He tried to move through the crowd to get to you as you sat at the bar alone. Maybe it was fate, but the exact moment that he was about to tap your shoulder, you were whisked away towards the dance floor by Suho. 

Jungkook felt his heart clench as he watched you and Suho laugh together. Suho held you close to him, with his hands placed possessively over the handles of your hips. Whilst you draped your arms around his neck, bringing him down to your level. The two of you made out the entire night without realizing that Jungkook was watching with tears in his eyes.  

Jungkook heeded his defeat and stayed away from you. 

To this day, he will always say that this was his greatest mistake. Knowing that he loved you but not mustering up the courage to tell you. If only he was brave enough to tell the truth, he could’ve saved both you and him from a life-time worth of pain. 

Years went by, Suho became the only man in your life and all the empty spots left by Jungkook were filled up by Suho. You and Suho were like a dream, however, you eventually realized that all that glittered was not gold. 

Suho started to show his true colors; the possessive, manipulative and plain toxic version of himself. 

But by this time, you were in too deep. You loved him too much and you were too blinded. 

Maybe Suho’s behavior is what brought you closer to Jungkook. Because when you and Jungkook coincidentally met at Roma Café, you didn’t run away from him nor did you pretend that you didn’t know him.

You and him sat down and talked about life. Even though years went by since you two last talked, you told him all about Suho and the darkness that clouded your relationship. 

Jungkook eyes widened with pity, as he tried to tell you that this wasn’t love. But funnily enough, the tables turned and this time you were too blinded by love to realize that he was right. 

However, Jungkook loved you enough to stay by your side regardless of how much it hurt to see in such a toxic relationship with Suho. 

Within weeks after reconciling, Jungkook opened up his heart to you as well. Telling you about So-hee and how he found out that she had been actively cheating on him throughout their entire relationship. 

As he sobbed into your chest, you comforted him. You stroked his hair and whispered sweet nothings. Without even realizing it, you desperately wished that instead of returning home to Suho, you would return to Jungkook. 

These late nights with Jungkook did not go unnoticed by Suho. He grew angrier and angrier, day by day. Slut-shaming you, belittling you and even threatening you out of anger and spite. 

This was when you drew the line. One night after he finished his routine of calling you a ‘whore’ and storming out of the house, you packed up your stuff and left. 

You went to the only place you could and that was Jungkook’s apartment. 

When you showed up, rain soaked with 2 full suitcases, Jungkook said nothing and only opened his door wider to let you in. He wrapped you in his arms, the second you entered the threshold of his home, not caring that you were soaking his shirt. 

He comforted you, the same way you had done to him. He stroked your hair and whispered sweet nothings. He let you sleep in his bed and he pulled up the covers for you. He cooked warm meals for you and sat by you while you ate, encouraging you to eat more. He showered you in daily compliments and praises and urged you to block Suho on everything. And little by little with Jungkook’s support, you got over Suho and fell back in love with Jungkook. 

Flashback (End):

Your heart felt heavy. All you wanted right now, was to bury your head into Jungkook’s neck and cry. 

And that’s when it hit you, all you wanted right now was Jungkook. Not Suho, not anyone else, just Jungkook. 

You jumped out of bed and quickly grabbed a random hoodie from your closet (which happened to belong to Jungkook). 

You ran out of your apartment, heaving by the time you got to the entrance of the building. It was pouring and the sky was inky black. 

You didn’t know where he would go but you went with your gut. So within 7 minutes of sprinting in the rain, you arrived in front of Jimin’s house. 

You pressed the doorbell of his house, panting. Jimin opened the door cautiously, but upon seeing you and the state of your body, he quickly let you in. 

“Oh my god, Y/N! You’re drenched. Do you know what time it is?! It’s dangerous to be running outside so late at night. Take a seat and I’ll bring you a towel”, Jimin started, moving towards the bathroom to get you a towel. 

“Jimin, where is he?”, you muster out, voice cracking. 

“Y/N, please just dry off and I’ll tell you”, he says exasperatedly, “He’ll kill me if you get sick”

Within seconds, you dry off. Your mind was moving a mile a minute and the adrenaline from running was wearing off, leaving you sore, tired and cold.  

Jimin finally returned with a cup of steaming hot tea. He placed the mug on the table in front of you and took a seat opposite of you. 

“Jimin, please...”, you whispered. 

Jimin nodded, sighing deeply. 

“He’s in the room down the hall. Walk in quietly though, he probably fell asleep. Don’t mess up again, it took a lot of effort to get that big man-baby to stop crying. He loves you a lot, and I know you love him so please sort this out. I swear, I’m such an amazing friend to both of you. I deserve a raise, so you two better pay me back later”, Jimin said with a big teasing smile. 

You pushed his shoulder playfully and walked towards the door for Jungkook’s room. 

You took a deep breath and tried to calm your nerves, as you stood in front of the door. You contemplated on whether or not this was a good idea. However, the thought of seeing Jungkook again gave you the courage to finally twist the handle and walk into the room. 

The bedroom was dark and nothing felt familiar, other than the faint smell of Jungkook. 

The faint smell of familiar soap, was one that you automatically associated with Jungkook because it was a cologne that you bought him. He used it religiously, making your entire apartment smell like him and you came to the realization of how empty the apartment felt without Jungkook. 

As you stood at the doorway with a bated breathe, Jungkook stirred. You realized that you left the door open, the light from the hallway filtered into the dark room. You lightly shut the door when you heard Jungkook’s voice. 

“Y/N?”, he called out, groggily. 

Your eyes watered as you made your way to the edge of his bed. You kneeled near the head of his bed and clasped his hand in yours. You brought his hand up to your cheek and sobbed. 

“God, I’m so sorry. Jungkook. Baby, I love you so much and I am so sorry that I was stupid”, you choked out, your words were border-line incoherent. 

Upon hearing your sobs, Jungkook immediately broke out of his sleepy daze. He sat up and pulled into his lap, patting your back comfortingly. 

Your shoulders shook from the extent of your sobs as you buried your head into the crook of his neck, but your cries started to quiet as Jungkook soothed you. The simple action of being able to hold him close to you was enough to calm you down completely. 

Once you stopped crying, you moved up from his neck. You cupped his face in your hands and stared into his bright eyes. His hands firmly gripped your hips, as if he was scared you were going to run away. 

When he smiled his bunny-like smile at you, you smiled back. Overcome with nothing but hopeful bliss, you brought his lips up to yours and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. He responded immediately, kissing you back passionately. 

You kissed until you had to pull away to breathe. As you refilled you lungs with air, you caressed his jaw. Pushing away awry strands of hair, you giggle again. 

“I missed you, baby”, Jungkook whispers. 

“I missed you more. I’m sorry about what happened today. I should’ve told you about Suho but honestly I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to stress you out. I was just going to meet him to get closure. I want to cut him out of my life for good, Kook. I love you and only you, I want him out my life so I can love you more freely”, you explained. 

Jungkook nodded, “I understand, baby. I was in the wrong too. I should’ve trusted you and let you explain. But Y/N, you can tell me about these things, okay? I’m your boyfriend, and I want to know about these things in your life”

You smiled and pecked his lips as a sign of understanding. 

He smiled and pulled your head down to kiss you again. He rested his forehead against yours and sighed. “I was worried that you wouldn’t come. I couldn’t stop crying, I probably cried myself to sleep. I missed you so much, you know?”, Jungkook whispered, “I’m glad you’re here now though. Actually, hang on a second, how did you get here?” 

You laughed nervously and rubbed the back of your neck, “Uh- I ran here...” 

“In the rain?!”, Jungkook asked, “Baby, it’s pouring outside! Don’t tell me you got soaked in the rain” 

You laughed and pecked his nose, before attempting to slide off of him. 

“Nooo, babyyy. Stay on top of me. I missed you too much to let you go”, he whined childishly. 

“Kook, I’m not leaving. Just wanted to cuddle next to you, I’m too heavy for you, you’ll lose circulation to your thighs”, you laughed. 

“No, I won’t babe. I’ve been working out my thighs so that I can keep you on top of me forever” 

You laughed but still slid off of him and lay down on the pillow next to him. 

You felt him turn to you and wrap his arms around your waist, his face buried into your neck. 

He sighed happily. “I love you, baby”, he whispered drowsily. 

“I love you more, Kook”, you whispered back, listening to his breathes even out, a clear indication that he had fallen asleep. 

You sighed happily, tightening your hold on Jungkook’s hand and fell into deep slumber, wrapped in the embrace of a man who you loved more than anything in the world. 

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A/N: WOW!! Congrats if you read all of that!! Thank you for taking the time to read my work. This fic is something that I had in my drafts for a while but due to school, I wasn’t able to work on. But thankfully, winter break is doing me a solid and giving me time to write. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. Please make sure to leave a like, comment and let me know your thoughts. I’m trying to segue way back into writing again, so feel free to reblog and share this story with others (with proper credits ofc). Once again, I love you all and thank you so much for you support <333333 

- iris ♡

[almatiarau]

Intertwined Series Masterlist

Hi guys, since Intertwined already had some chapters out so I’m going to have a separate series masterlist for easier navigation.

INTERTWINED (JJK x Fem. Reader, MATURE CONTENT) minor dni!

Fluff, Smut, Angst. Slice of Life, Age Gap (reader is older than JK)

Summary:  Jungkook is a superstar, y/n is a divorcee, two unlikeable worlds colliding with the love of music and deep talk, but life is not always a fairytale right? Does love worth the risk of a career 10 years in the making? Does love worth straining your relationship with family?

Warnings: cursing, conversation about divorce, gaslighting? (not from jk), stalkish behavior, trash talking someone, kissing, groping, make out, grinding, penetrative sex, safe sex, missionary sex, doggy style, wot, basically basic style of sex lol, oral (f & m receiving)

Chapter 1 - Radio

Chapter 2 - Connected

Chapter 3 - Best Part

Chapter 4 - Intimate

Chapter 5 - Complications

Chapter 6 - Fragile

Chapter 7 - Touch Me

[bangtanficsforyou]

Burning Love (Prologue)

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut (?)

Au: Exes au, CEO Jungkook.

Warning: mentions of alcohol.

Rating: 18+

Summary : Jungkook was your first love, your high school sweetheart, whom you continued to date throughout college, well maybe not throughout. Three months before finishing college, he decides it wasn't worth it. Six years later, you're far away from South Korea, working for a small company. What are the chances that the big multinational company that ends up buying the company you're currently working for is owned by none other than Jeon Jungkook?

Word count: 787

A/n: This is my first work here, give it a chance. If you like it please let me know, reblog it and follow me. Thank you!

Series Masterlist

The environment you're currently in would have been uncomfortable for you even a few months ago, but now you've gotten used to it. You'd not go as far as to say that you enjoy it, because you don't, but at least you don't hate being here. It is what it is. It's not like you have a choice anyway.

Working as a software programmer for FCS aka Felix Consultancy Services had its perks such as good pay, friendly co-workers and you were confident when it came to anything computer related, so the job was enjoyable.

What however was a con of your job, at least according to you, was attending these mid-year parties, which had a little bit of everything.

Your company isn't necessarily big but is a reliable one and the services it provides are used by more or less all big companies in the states. As a result of which, your company is always invited to these parties.

You don't have anything against it but you are not a fan of socializing with people, but, being the head of your department, talking to potential investors is inevitable.

Needless to say, that is tiring.

You head towards the bar, you cannot afford getting drunk but some temperance drink would do the job. Requesting your order, you sit near the bar waiting for your drink and give out a tired sigh. You take out your mobile for any messages or possible source of entertainment, only to freeze hearing a voice you surprisingly recognise even after all these years.

"Two piña colada please".

You don't know what to do, you cannot imagine having eye contact with him, but you know you also want to look just to be sure that you aren't hearing things, or someone doesn't have the exact same voice as that one person, you haven't allowed your mind to wonder about in years.

Hence you give yourself a chance to sneak a glance only to see him. He, however, isn't alone. He has his arms around a petite blonde, a gorgeous one at that. He thankfully doesn't notice you. He is busy giving his companion, what can only be referred to as "bedroom eyes" and you don't let yourself ponder about that. You wanted a glance to make sure if the voice belonged to him and you have already done that. You really do not wish to let him occupy your mind more than required.

However, you find yourself unwilling to make a single move to remove yourself from the spot. You are extremely scared of gaining attention, especially gaining his attention. You cannot risk that.

Hence you wait. Wait impatiently until he decides to leave. You have long forgotten about your drink order, all you can focus on is the blonde’s flirty giggles and some whispers from him which aren’t loud enough for you to figure out the words but loud enoigh for you to somehow hear his voice.

As soon as both of them leave the bar, you very quickly yet subtly check if the path is clear.

Not spotting any potential danger, you make a quick beeline towards the exit gate and book a cab.

You are paranoid even after stepping out. What if he comes out of the hall right now? What if he sees you? What if he wants to talk to you?

To say that you are grateful when you see the cab approaching, would be an understatement. You release a sigh of relief and let yourself relax for a minute only to realise you left the party abruptly. You know you aren’t going to get into any trouble because you hardly ever had any complaints against you and your boss is a very kind and considerate person, but you also understand the need to inform someone that you have left the party.

Deciding to send a quick text to your best friend and roommate Tae, you type out that you suddenly felt sick. Yeah, that should do.

You: Hey Tae, sorry I left the party. I’m already on my way to our place. I wasn’t feeling well. If anyone asks just let them know that. [8:38 PM]

Tae: you left the party??? [8:41 PM]

Tae: suddenly? [8:41PM]

Tae: you were fine [8:41 PM]

Tae: literally a few minutes ago when we talked [8:42 PM]

Tae: 😑😒 [8:43 PM]

Tae: you’re lying [8:43 PM]

Tae:what happened? [8:43 PM]

You: Jungkook was at the party [8:46 PM]

[jungk00ksyife]

“I Can’t Look At You Right Now”

Idol!Jungkook x Fem.reader!y/n (not proof read)

a/n: HEY! This is my first time writing, so let me know your thoughts.  

Disclaimer: This is just fiction! I do not know how Jungkook thinks nor do I wish to put words in his mouth. This is just how I would imagine someone to feel in his position based on performance stories and my own experiences with performing. Enjoy!

Summary: It was the day of his first show on their world tour. He had been waiting years to get the chance to visit armys all around the world again. Everything was right. Everything was perfect, well almost perfect. He was missing one thing though. You.

Prompt: 167- “I can’t look at you right now.”

Genre: Fluff, Soft Angst, Slightly Suggestive

Warnings: Slight self doubt.

Words: 2.7k

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“Jungkook-ah!” Jin yelled from the corner of their dressing room. He was jolted out of thought. “Get your head out of the clouds! It’s almost showtime.” Jin said before walking off to get his outfit and mic checked one last time.

As if on cue, the eager roaring of armys could be heard louder than before. He had waited for this moment for so long, but he had also waited for you. “Just text her.” Namjoon said, his voice starting to get more serious because Jungkook was still sulking five minutes before they had to go on. “Yeah. You’re right. Sorry guys.” Jungkook said sensing the irritation but agreeing with the suggestion.

Jungkook: Hey baby

He got no answer. He was expecting you to answer in ten seconds like you normally do, but two minutes passed and his phone screen had still not lit up. He stood up to get the last once over before going on stage. He tapped his screen one last time to see his lockscreen which made him smile, even though there was no message. It was a picture of him throwing you over his shoulder. You were both kicking and smiling like giddy children. Despite it being 20º outside when you guys took the picture, you two still managed to radiate warmth through the screen.

“Huddle up guys.” J-hope announced. “This is it! The moment we have been waiting for. Let’s go out there and give them a show.” Hobi said, earning nods and cheers from everyone in the room. They started to head to the back of the stage and it was only now Jungkook realized how nervous he was.

He was busy thinking about you to get nervous. With every step he felt his heart pound in his chest. The mix of fear, excitement, and impatience washed over him all mixing, pushing him into a trance like state. Before he knew it they were behind the opening. Everyone got in position, more than ready for their overdue moment.

“10.” The automated voice said in his ear monitor, and he shook out the nerves.

“9.” He took a breath.

“8.” We can do this.

“7.”

“6.” It said, now adding a tick for the final countdown and time seemed to slow

“5.” I hope she’s watching.

Tick

“4.” it ticked again, and for a second he thought about running away.

“3.” This is it

Tick

“2.” the butterflies roamed in his stomach violently, making him feel almost 

Tick

“1.” it said and everything went silent .

Then it happened.

The curtains were pulled back. The twinkling lights of army bombs and the silent whispers washed him over all at once, sending him into an out of body state of tranquil. It was this feeling, the calm before the storm, a crowd yearning for him, certainty from practice, that made him remember why loves what he does. That made him remember the worth of his blood, sweat and tears.

He took one last moment to calm himself by closing his eyes and taking a deep breath as the tick of time over the faint beginning beat of blackswan started to fill his total consciousness. When he exhaled and opened his eyes again, the stage was now lit in an ethereal ambiance, and the beast was awoken.

The first half of the show flew by. Army met them with more love than they have ever felt before. However, in between every change that was faster than the speed of light, Jungkook still managed to find the time to check for your reply, but there was none. He started to get less and less sad, and more and more irritated with you.

He wanted you to be here. This was one of the biggest moments of his life, and you weren’t here to see it. The biggest person in his life wasn’t here to see one of his biggest moments. This thought made him more determined to make you regret not coming, by dancing harder. Singing more of your favorite lines. And maybe letting some skin show here and there, but to that we’ll all blame the stylist. Although he knew you weren’t there for good reason, it still didn’t change his wishes.

Towards the middle of the show, he froze for a second at the big screen. “Yah. What are you doing?” Tae said, nudging him back into the moment. “Oh shit. Was starring.” He said with a chuckle into his neck, leaning onto him for support. “You’re gonna get us in trouble if you keep looking for y/n.” Tae added as he laughed, still drunk in the moment. Jungkook just replied with a shoulder shrug before hopping his way to the other side of the stage to entertain the crowd.

He knew Tae was right about the army trying to track down the mysterious girl that stopped Jungkook in his tracks, but he didn’t care. He swore  he saw you in one of the suits laughing like an angel for a split second as the camera panned over the crowd. He tried to get you out of his mind, but similar to the past 3 years he’s known you, it was impossible! Jeon Jungkook was in love with you and you didn’t even know how much he was.

More of the show went on in a calmer manner than the previous chaos. When they were giving their individual speeches, Jungkook was running his eyes around the crowd for you. He managed to get out a few words in hopes armys would understand him, as it was not his first language. “Ahh!” Jungkook said sort of chocked up with a delicate chuckle. “I can’t even look at you all right now, or I’ll cry like a baby!” He said collapsing to his knees to hide his face and chuckle like a school boy trying to confess to his crush. He rolled over on his back before adding his last “I love you Armyyyy!” which solidified the crowd’s insanity.

The show ended soon thereafter and Jungkook was not even frustrated anymore. He was just excited to tell you about how happy he was. You had been with him through all the ups and downs and he knew you would be basically as happy as him if you were here. “You are so whipped.” Jimin said to Jungkook with a nudge to the arm once they were cooling down in the dressing room again. “No I’m not!” He lied. Jungkook was obviously aware of how much he would do for you, but he would never admit to being whipped.

“You thought you saw her and zoned out in a crowd of tens of thousands of people.” Tae said, giving Jungkook a knowing look. “I’d say you’re whipped.” RM added, tapping the youngest’s back as he passed by. Jungkook was still drunk off of adrenaline and he didn't check his phone again. When he did, his smile dropped. Still no message. As he was ready to blame himself for why he was not good enough to make you come he felt a tap on his back.

“Yea. Yea. I get it.” He said not to turn around. “I’m whipped ok?” He said not really caring enough to argue a losing argument with his brothers. It wasn’t until he heard a slight familiar chuckle that he turned around.

“Y/N?” He questioned not sure if you were really there. He took a moment to make sure he was awake and not still drunk on adrenaline, slapping his face for certainty. You were standing in front of him looking more beautiful than the last time he saw you a month ago. Your hair was now black and your skin seemed to glow more. Actually you seemed to glow more. Like the angel from his dreams.

“Jungkook?” You teased back at him in the same questioning manner he asked you. Your voice alone made him realize how much he missed you. He jumped up out of the chair and grabbed you in his arms. He gave you the hug of a lifetime, almost like if you died and came back to life.

“Ok. Ok!” You said to him but he didn’t let up, he only responded by spinning you around a couple more times. “BABY!” You squealed, getting him to look at you and your heart stopped. You had missed him every bit as much as he missed you. The whole day you wanted to be right next to him, but the surprise would have been ruined. “I didn’t die.” You said turning away shyly.

“I know. But I feel like I haven't seen you in a lifetime.” Jungkook added gazing directly at you. Under his gaze you felt so small. After watching him perform and receive so much love you felt a bit unworthy. Not to mention, he looked a little too good in the outfits throughout the whole night. When you didn’t respond, Jungkook knew something was up.

He kissed your cheek which made you both smile. Then he went for the other cheek but you turned your head to avoid his gaze. He then went for your lips but you tilted your head back so he placed light feathery kisses on your neck. He was amused with this game you were playing, and you know how he likes to win. He started to kiss everywhere from your collar bones to your head until you would say something.

“Jungkook!” You shouted out of breath from laughing and squirming. “Jagi?” He questioned innocently, stopping his torture for a moment before proceeding again, this time with more laughter as his joy of knowing he was getting to you took over. “Stop it! It tickles!” You squealed like a fussy toddler. “Not. Until. You. Tell. Me. What's. Wrong.” He said in a mischievous tone punctuating his words with kisses. “You were amazing tonight.” You said trying to change the subject.

“Don’t do that.” He stopped to look at you. “Do what you?” You asked passively, still not meeting his eyes. “Why won’t you look at me?” He asked, his voice a little more serious. “Because you said…” trailing off which made him turn your face to him, but you still avoided his eyes. “Jagi.” He said, completely serious. You looked into his eyes for a brief second but had to turn away blushing.

When he saw this he softened his hold a little, and you took your chance. You broke free of his arms and walked away slowly. But you knew he was going to follow. You started to run out of the dressing room and you both giggled loudly. You took a sharp turn and he flew past you. You took a moment to catch your breath, but as you were huddled over holding your stomach, you felt arms behind you tightly embrace you.

“Did you really think you could run?” He asked and you could feel the grin on his face. “How- How did-But you were-” You were cut off by Jungkook as you tried to catch your breath and thoughts. “Did you forget I know my way around here after running about for the past month?” He said laughing from his victory. Before you could reply, he spun you around and trapped you against the wall, his arms framing your head.

“Now…” He said in a darker, but still teasing tone. “Why don’t we figure out why miss y/n can’t look into her loving boyfriend’s eyes huh.” he said, peering down at you. His gaze focused on you erased your earlier insecurities, but now all that was left were hormones. “BECAUSE!” you shouted. “Because what?” He said, tauntingly with a slight chuckle. You started to stutter in response. “Use your words baby, I can’t hear you.” He said in a non sexual way, but you were still extremly turned on. When you still didn’t answer, he brought one of his hands up to your jaw to turn your face to him, but you still turned your eyes to the other side trying to suppress your smile. “I’m waiting'' he said.

“I can’t look at you right now.” You said in a now shy and embarrassed tone which made you both soften a little. “And why is that?” He asked inquisitively with a confused chuckle. “Because you look too good! All night you have been a little too attractive. I can’t look at you because I don’t feel I deserve too! You are so talented and your hard work is so admirable I don’t feel I deserve you. All those people in that audience and you choose to date me?!?!? Each performance literally got better and better. I actually can’t help it! I love you too much!” You said taking a breath after ranting.

JK looked down at you amused by your tangent. “I love you too, but I don't see why that means you can’t look at me” he said with an amused chuckle not wanting to put you out of your misery. He loved seeing you flustered; Loved seeing the power he had over you. “I can’t look at you because I won’t be able to look away. And then I’ll have to keep you all to myself. But then army won’t be so happy, or the boys, or the staff.” You said with a bit of embarrassment, finally calming down from your tantrum and you now realized how childish you sound.

“You’re cute when you’re shy.” he said, gazing down at you with such a loving smile, completely unfazed by your shenanigans. “It’s not funny! This is a serious matter!” You shouted laughing. You two both enjoyed playing around, as it made your relationship more exciting. “Ok.” He said joining you laughing. As he started to gather himself he pulled your face back to him again. “But now look at me.” He said with a smile of adoration. To anyone watching, they could see how madly in love you two were. Your cheeks were practically tomatoes and his eyes were literally the shape of hearts.

You finally looked back into his eyes, ending this game of tug of war. Both of your faces simultaneously changed to one of longing, meeting each other in a mesmerizing gaze, mouths agape. “I missed you so much.” he said, eyes trailing down to your lips. “I missed you too.” You spoke slowly as you both started to lean in. Just as your lips were about to collide, you were interrupted.

“There you are!” Jin shouted “Can I help you?” Jk asked monotonously, hand still on the side of your face leaned in when he turned his eyes to respond. “Yah! Have some respect for your elders! Just because you could kick my ass, doesn’t mean you can talk to me in any kind of way!” Jin scolded, getting fed up. “Keep talking and I’ll actually kick your ass.” Jungkook said a little too seriously.

“Kookie!” You said and he turned back to you still in the position to finish what he started. In the split second you two were focused on each other, the rest of the boys and their team arrived. He is still a global superstar on tour after all, so they have stuff to do. “Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.” Rm said. “That’s enough. I’m sure y/n will still be here later.” Jungkook looked back to you again and you nodded slightly so he knew you weren’t going anywhere.

He then leaned into your ear and brought his arm that was on the wall to your waist, his other hand still in its original position on your jaw. “We’ll finish this later. Don’t think you’re off the hook for your little shenanigans either.” he said in a dangerously low tone that made you shiver a little. He quickly kissed your cheek before saying I love you and then he was off. You just stood there in shock of hormones, fear of what would happen later, and embarrassment because at least 20 people were watching you all be so public a moment ago.

[namjoonfluff]

Homemade

pairing: Jungkook x Reader

genre: fluff, smut, you cook Jungkook his favourite meal and he fucks you to say thank you 

word count: 1,300

note: I’m not great at writing smut but I felt like this needed it aha 

masterlist linked here

Things have been pretty stressful lately! Jungkook was working at the studio more than normal - spending twelve hours most days or maybe even longer practising his performance. He wouldn’t get back to the apartment you shared until one in the morning most days, by which point you were tucked up in bed deep in sleep. Quietly, he would creep around the bedroom and shuffle under the blankets to cuddle you while he could. After all, it wasn’t all Jungkook’s fault. You were also working as a nurse in the local hospital. Maybe two hours after he settled into bed, you were up and out of bed to head off on your 4am shift. Both of your work schedules were horrendous but somehow, you made it work!

You just missed the nights you climbed into bed together; watching TV, eating food, having sex… God it had been a while! You couldn’t quite remember the last time Jungkook had fucked you properly. You know, the kind of sex that has you thinking about it for days and days afterwards. The type which had your body fluttering every time your mind flashed back to those intimate moments! Unfortunately, even when you both made it home in time, the last thing either of you wanted to do was strip off and fuck like you used to. Neither of you had the energy most days to even make dinner, let alone have sex. You instead resigned yourself to takeout food and quick snacks before crashing on the bed. The most you would get is a passionate kiss and potentially a fondle of your breasts before you both hit the hay. 

However, on the odd day off you had, you decided to do something special for Jungkook. He was so stressed out with tour preparations so you wanted to cheer him up. You knew the only way to Jungkook’s heart and that was, of course, food! Therefore, you decided to make him a special dish; one that he had confessed to loving at the beginning of your relationship - Kimchi Jjigae. As a non-native of South Korea, you were worried though. You really didn’t want to screw this up! Therefore, you had studied the recipe from a number of Korean recipe blogs and YouTubers. 

About an hour before Jungkook returned home from practise, you rushed out to the local grocery store to grab everything you needed. There wasn’t much to the simple stew but from what you had read, it was a comforting staple of Korean cuisine. That was exactly what he needed right now - as well as yourself. The two of you worked to the bone with little rest. It was one of the qualities that had brought you together. You loved his dedication to the band and he felt exactly the same way about you and your work. However, you recognised the balance between work and play, knowing how important it was to relax for your mental health. If only he did too! 

With everything in hand, you laid it out on the kitchen counter and grabbed the jar of Kimchi that Jungkook’s mother had prepared weeks ago. All of a sudden, you felt overwhelmed. The sudden self imposed pressure to create an authentic meal bubbled up inside of you. What if he hated it? Wouldn’t that just ruin his day? Despite your fears, you proceeded with a huff. It was going to be okay! Your hands moved quickly to follow the instructional video in front of you. You carefully marinated the pork while the Kimchi cooked in a pot on the stove. A little laugh left your lips when you noticed the pot still had a sticker on it from the store - clearly unused despite living together for a year now. 

It wasn’t long before the whole apartment was filled with the scent of spices. At the strong smell of garlic and chilli, you nodded in approval. A sense of pride filled you seeing the stew bubbling on the oven. It looked good to you, at least. In fact, it wasn’t that dissimilar to the pictures you had found online. You just hoped Jungkook liked it! 

“Baby!” You heard him call as he opened the front door. “Wow! What is that smell?”  Tempted by the smell coming from the kitchen, you heard Jungkook rush into the space - chucking off his shoes and throwing down his bag as he went. He wrapped his arms around your waist and peered over your shoulder. “Is that what I think it is?” He gasped. At the sight of his favourite dish, his eyes lit up. The often tired and almost dull-looking brown orbs now filled with a warm, gooeyness that could only be compared to melted chocolate. 

“Yup!” You said proudly, holding a stew-soaked wooden spoon to show your true chef abilities. “I made it!” In the moment, he had never looked more in love with you. His grip around your waist and the chin on your shoulder felt tighter - as if he never wanted to let you go! You almost felt embarrassed at the way he gazed at your face, beaming with a shared pride. It was like something as simple as cooking his favourite meal was the kindest thing he had ever experienced. And you were so pleased to be a part of that moment. With the sauce blended, you served up the stew into two different bowls. Jungkook still refused to let go of you so he remained a clingy shadow on your back. If this hadn’t been the first time you had felt his embrace properly in weeks, you would have shrugged him off. But it was so relaxing to feel his warm breath on the back of your neck. The scent of his cologne also lingering in the air - almost overtaking the smell of stew. 

“I don’t want to let go!” He giggled into your ear.

“But we need to eat,” You pouted, picking up the bowls of stew. With Jungkook refusing to let go like a koala bear, you ended up dragging him to the dining table. Not only had you put together the Kimchi Jjigae but there was a variety of side dishes available; it was truly a feast! 

After a few minutes of slurping and chewing, you asked: “So, how is it?”

“It could do with a little more seasoning,” He smirked, pointing at the bowl of stew with his chopsticks. 

Despite his joke, you felt a little downhearted by his words. After all, you had tried hard to get the dish as authentic as possible.  “I’m joking,” Jungkook smiled reassuringly. “It’s really good. Are you sure you aren’t Korean?” You let out a laugh. “I’m pretty sure!” “What did I do to deserve you?” He let out a gentle sigh. Shortly after finishing your meal, you both got up to wash the dishes. However, Jungkook had other things on his mind. While you’re running the bowls under water, he pressed his body against yours. A finger clasped onto the loose strand of hair falling onto your chest and moved it back, exposing the skin on the side of your neck. Without saying a word, Jungkook hovered his lips over your skin and began lightly kissing the area. 

“I think the dishes can wait until tomorrow,” You could feel his lips form a smirk as they were still pressed against your neck. “I have something else in mind.” “Oh, you do now,” You raised a brow, not that Jungkook could see it because he was too busy peppering your chest with kisses now. 

“You made me a lovely dinner,” He whispered against your collarbone. “Now, let me show you what I can do for you!” 

Not being able to resist his words, you dropped the bowl into the soapy water and flipped in Jungkook’s arms. He almost looked shocked when your hands wrapped around his neck and lips connected with his immediately. His lips were soft and welcoming like a bed you couldn’t wait to dive into. And in the same way, Jungkook used his large hands to remind himself of each body curve. The moment his fingers connected with your lower stomach a spark was ignited; there was no way to control it. It had been so long since you had experienced such passion that you were moaning against his mouth already. For the first time in a long time, you wanted him to fuck you right there on the kitchen counter. It just goes to show what a good meal can do!

It’s not long before Jungkook’s hands were all over you; tearing off your tank top and pulling at your bra to release it. There you sat atop the kitchen counter with your breasts exposed to your boyfriend who just licked his lips. However, with just your skin exposed, you felt left out. You wanted to see Jungkook - all of him. Quickly your hands plucked the buttons off his shirt and peeled it open to worship his muscular chest and complexion. 

“Fuck!” You moaned, seeing his chest heaving up and down. 

As he watched you eye-fuck him, it turned Jungkook on even more then he already was. That’s why his plump lips were quick to start teasing at your chest, touching and biting your skin while his hand reached the top of your jeans. His hand gently slipped down to start slowly massaging your throbbing vagina. Jungkook knew exactly what he was doing when he rubbed your sensitive clit with his thumb; going round and round in circles to get your breathing heavy. He made sure to take extra care around your clit because that was a sure fire way to make you cum quickly.

“You’re so wet,” Jungkook whispered. “So wet for me, baby!” 

It wasn’t long before the orgasm inside you was released. The legs wrapped around Jungkook’s waist were shaking and toes curled as you moaned through the pleasure. No one could make you cum better than he did. He always did everything just right!

“Fuck, Jungkook!” You breathed heavily. “I want you to fuck me!” 

Feeling the wetness soaking through your underwear, you waited with anticipation as Jungkook took off his pants and exposed his cock. It was glorious, glistening with pre-cum as it rested on his stomach. With one quick and fluid motion, he dragged you closer to him on the counter. Jungkook needed to line you up perfectly with his hard cock so he could fuck you in exactly the right place. He gently slid across your panties and pushed his thick cock into your wet pussy. You were so ready for him, your core immediately coating him with your cum. You moaned as he entered, feeling his length completely stretching you out - as if it was the first time all over again.

“Feels so good!” He moaned, pounding his member in and out of you. “Tell me how much you love it!”

“Love your cock,” You reciprocated a moan. “Love how it stretches my pussy!”

After a few more powerful thrusts, Jungkook released his load inside you. He looks completely exhausted as you both flop together and share a moment of complete and utter silence. All you could hear were the heavy breaths falling from your mouths as you recovered from the pleasure. You wanted to stay in that moment forever. It would be nice to forget about all the responsibilities you both had and just fuck all day. Once you leave the post-sex haze, you feel Jungkook poke the end of your noice and say: “I fucking love you, you know that?” You nodded with a smile. And you couldn’t help but think you needed to make Kimchi Jjigae more!

[chenlelesdream]

[ ‘Spring Day, ]

pairing : Jungkook x Reader

word count : 3,828 words

warnings : character accident, character death, major angst (especially at the end), fluff, suggestive (idk?)

a/n : WOAH HI THERE ! This is my first au inspired by me playing spring day on loop by accident. But I hope to get better later on. I hope you guys enjoy this :>

Concert Day.

Today was the most exciting and most awaited day during these past few months. From the moment you scored your ticket online, to the very second that you stood in front of the concert hall.

Hands shaking, you take deep breaths to calm yourself down. This was your very first concert and the more steps you took the more you shook from excitement. “Hey wait up!” your best friend Ryunjin says as she runs up behind you. 

Both of you were all prepared for the event, lightsticks in hand and throat ready for the deafening screams you’ll be sounding tonight. “Remind me again why you’re shaking?” she says as grabs your arm to drag you to the front section of the concert hall. “Why wouldn’t I be? Seven gorgeous men who I didn’t believe were real, still won’t until I see them, are going to perform in front of us. How are you not?” you asked, giving her a questioning look then turning away as you looked towards the stage. 

“Fair point” 

As soon as you knew it the venue was fully packed as the concert was starting. The lights started illuminating the venue, and the screams of all the armies around you filled the room. Next thing you knew they were performing their first song. The fire surrounding them made them look way more good looking than they already were. As the song progressed you eyes travelled onto Jungkook who sang the first verse after Taehyung. He danced and sang and all of a sudden his eyes were on you. 

For that brief moment time slowed down as he gave you a wink. Your cheeks turned a light hue of pink as you continuously started at him. Soon you were brought back into reality when you hear Ryunjin screaming “OH MY GOSH Y/N DID YOU SEE THAT? JUNGKOOK JUST WINKED AT ME!” while repeatedly shaking your shoulders violently. You chose to push past what just happened because the chances were low that it was meant for you. 

The concert was going great and you felt as if you wouldn’t have a voice the following day from all your screaming. From all the energy from the song that previously played the lights dimmed to prepare the atmosphere for the  upcoming song. The familiar tune of pied piper started playing in the background, and they gleamed even with their sweaty selves as the spotlights shown onto the group. 

Jungkook started the song really into it, it was captivating as he closed his eyes holding onto his mic. As Namjoon started his rap Junkook’s eyes scanned over the crowd and stopped once his eyes met yours. His lips lifted up into a smirk as he broke the eye contact. I really must be imagining things you told yourself as your eyes moved onto Taehyung and Jin doing the pre-chorus. You glance at Ryunjin who’s just staring at Taehyung in awe. “Y/N  I don’t know what it is but the way Taehyung just stares into your soul as he sings just makes my heart do things.” you both laughed as she continuously stared. 

Jungkook started the song really into it, it was captivating as he closed his eyes holding onto his mic. As Namjoon started his rap Junkook’s eyes scanned over the crowd and stopped once his eyes met yours. His lips lifted up into a smirk as he broke the eye contact. I really must be imagining things you told yourself as your eyes moved onto Taehyung and Jin doing the pre-chorus. You glance at Ryunjin who’s just staring at Taehyung in awe. “Y/N  I don’t know what it is but the way Taehyung just stares into your soul as he sings just makes my heart do things.” you both laughed as she continuously stared. 

“Neol guhareo on geoya (i’m here to save you)

Neol mangchireo on geoya (i’m here to ruin you)

Niga nal bureun geoya bwa (you’re the one who called me, see?)

daljanha (i’m so sweet)

Pirisoril ttarawa (follow the sound of the pipe)”

That entire he sang those lyrics he kept stealing glances until reached the final line of the chorus. “I’m taking over you.” 

Your heart started to beat faster in your chest and your mind started becoming fuzzy. The rest of the song you were thinking about what just happened until he sang the bridge and held the eye contact with you the entire time. 

Geurae naega jom wiheomhae (yeah i’m a bit dangerous)

Nado nareul gamdang moshae (i can’t handle myself either)

Geokjeong ma naui soneun (don’t worry my hands are warm)

Neoegeman ttatteushae ttatteushae (warm only to you)

As soon as he broke the eye contact at the end of his part you felt very flustered and you bit your lip in confusion. You looked back at Jungkook who tried to bite back a smile while walking to his place as they started to dance. 

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Soon the concert was over and the whole group was waving goodbye as they used the platform that brought them to the stage underneath. The fireworks that lit up the sky and the final chorus singing of the crowd filled the room. With tears brimming in your eyes “Wasn’t that amazing?” you asked as you turned to Ryunjin. “Best night of my life” she says with a wide grin on her face. 

As you exit the concert hall you and Ryunjin agree to go grab some Ice cream outside before heading home. The walk towards the shop was filled with laughter as you both rewatched the concert through the videos that you took. 

Once you’ve arrived you both get your ice creams and sit down in the booth near the window. The shop was a cozy cafe illuminated with fairy lights hanging from the ceiling and candles lighting each table. 

While you and Ryunjin were talking you hear the bells of the door signalling someone entered the cafe. You turn your head towards the direction of the door to see 2 men come in wearing all black hoodies. Not minding it at first you and Ryunjin continue talking, until one of the hooded men approaches her and whispers something in her ear. Her eyes go wide as she stands up and says “I’ll be right back”. 

Taking another bite of your ice cream you open your phone to scroll through instagram to see what you missed these past few hours. It wasn’t until you noticed one of the other hooded men sitting in front of you that you looked up from your screen and gave him a questioning look. 

“Who are you?” you asked the stranger as he kept his head low and continued eating his ice cream. “I saw you tonight.” he said his voice sounding awfully familiar but you couldn’t quite place who it was. “I was at a concert I don’t thin-” he cut you off with a chuckle “I saw you at the concert.”

Getting awfully creeped out you stood up from the booth trying to walk away “That’s great but if you don’t mind I actually have to get going now.” As you’re about to turn away the stranger abruptly stands up and grabs your wrist making his hood fall from the sudden movement. 

“Wait” you turn to ask what he was doing but as you did you were at a sudden loss of words. 

“Jeon Jungkook?” you say too loudly glad that there was no one else in the cafe. “Do you remember me now?” he smiles showing you his bunny smile which made you melt. “You remember me?” you ask, still questioning if this moment was real or if you were dreaming. “You caught my eye the whole night I don’t think you’re that easy to forget. I honestly thought I wasn’t going to see you after the concert but here we are” he says a blush creeping onto his cheeks as he rubs the back of his neck.

The silence was cut off when you got a phone call “Hello?” you answered forgetting to check the caller ID. “Is he hot? Are you talking? Did he actually go to you? Did-” you cut her off already knowing who was on the other line “Yes he’s here, where are you” 

“Uh I’m just outside with Taehyung.” shocked at how normal your best friend sounded saying that you were about to say something but hearing the phone line disconnect. About to text her Jungkook speaks up again “Actually I have to go in a while we said we were gonna be brief. I was wondering if I could get your number?”

“Oh yeah sure.” As you exchanged your number the bells on the door chimed and in came your best friend with Taehyung laughing. “Jungkook-ah we have to go” Taehyung said as they walked closer.

“All right Hyung. I’m Jungkook by the way and you are?” he said as he extended his hand. Shaking his hand nervously “Y/N, my name’s Y/N”. “Well I’ll text you later Y/N” he says with a wink “See you later Ryunjin” Taehyung says as he and Jungkook walk out of the shop waving their goodbyes.

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The next day Jungkook asked you out on a date in a park nearby. Strolling around on that warm spring day “The cherry blossoms are such a nice sight to see” you said admiring the light pink colored flowers that filled the branches of the trees that went on for as far as you could see. 

“Yeah such a nice sight to see” Jungkook says turning his head towards you smiling. 

For hours you both kept walking through the path getting to know each other, laughing, and having an overall great time with Jungkook. “How do you not like bugs, but like cool bugs? They fall under the same category.” you said holding your stomach from all the laughing you’ve been doing. “Hey! They’re so cool have you seen the way they look?” he says with a pout defending his statement.

After a while as the laughing died down and you just continued talking Jungkook suddenly asks “Can I take you somewhere?” you nod your hand as he interlocks his hands with yours. You could feel the blush creeping over your cheeks and Jungkook’s as well. He brings you to a bridge with cherry blossoms hovering over it.

“This is the romance bridge and I wanted to ask my future girlfriend out here.” he says with so much sparkle in his eyes like he dreamt of this moment as he turns towards you. You smile back and you both turn away to look at the people walking on the pathway below the bridge. 

Slowly Jungkook’s hand makes his way to yours and gently interlocks his fingers with yours and a huge grin gets plastered onto his face. “I think I like this bridge” you say looking down and biting your lip to hide the smile forming. 

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Time figuratively and literally quickly passed every time you were with Jungkook. But he always made sure even the short moments were spent together were as memorable as the last.

“Jungkook noooo you’re gonna spill salt everywhere.” you said as you tried to stop him from doing the salt bae meme. “But it’s essential for the dramatic effect” he says as he tries his best to imitate the meme

As Jungkook mixes the fried rice you were making you continuously stared at him and wondered how you got this lucky to be best friends with this man.

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A few months went by in a flash and you and Jungkook have had the best moments and memories spent well together. You and Ryunjin even visited him during his practices to bring food for the whole group. Taehyung and Ryunjin hung out and got closer as well. 

You and Ryunjin decided to hang out in a nearby cafe after dropping the food off at the Hybe Labels building and hanging around there for a while. “I wonder when Jungkook’s gonna ask you out.” Ryunjin says as she holds her chin pretending she’s in thought. 

“He’s not gonna ask me out, we're just best friends.” you say slapping her shoulder at the mere thought of it. “You’re so dense Y/N you should see the way he looks at you, I don’t think that’s how best friend’s look at each other.” as you were about to reply your drinks were brought to your table.

Thinking about what Ryunjin said you start questioning how Jungkook really felt about you. He was such a sweet person and he always made your day. He knew everything about you and knew how to make you laugh. Sighing you took a sip of your drink thinking Why does this all still feel like a dream?

You pushed past the thought and continued listening to Ryunjin talking about her and Taehyung’s game night the night before.

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A year ago on this spring day you don’t remember much but all you remember were all the fun moments you spent with Jungkook no matter how short or small. 

While you were watching whatever you could find on your youtube page late at night, you got a call from Jungkook asking to meet him at the park where you first hung out saying it was an emergency. 

Rushing over there worried you frantically looked for Jungkook to find him nowhere to be seen. You ran around the exact path you walked on until you remembered the romance bridge he took you too figuring he might be there. 

Once you arrived you saw Jungkook’s back facing away from you and you rush over to him. “Hey Jungkook are you okay-” your sentence dies midway as he turns around with his phone in hand tapping it and music starts to play. He walked toward you with a his bunny smile plastered onto his face

“Jungkook?” you ask as you start shaking out of nervousness. After a few steps towards you Jungkook was standing right in front of you.

Putting his phone in his back pocket he slowly caresses your face and takes a deep breath. “Y/N I’ve been waiting to do this for quite a while now. Remember that time I told you I wanted to ask my future girlfriend out here on romance bridge?” you nod your head as you look around wondering where the girl was.

He holds onto your chin to make you look at him again. “She’s standing in front of me.”

Tears filling your eyes Jungkook finishes his sentence by asking “Y/N will you be my girlfriend and be mine?” waiting for you answer he stares into your eyes searching for an answer.

Next thing you know you leaned in and your lips connected. It was soft and full of love and passion and your lips molded perfectly. It wasn’t full of sparks or fireworks like in the movies but it was the type of kiss that filled your heart and sent your stomach into a frenzy. You pulled away and connected your foreheads. “Does that give you an answer?” he smiles and leaned in again.

It wasn’t until you heard someone say “Finally!” when you broke the kiss and look behind Jungkook to see the entire group there and Ryunjin’s mouth being held by Taehyung for her to keep quiet. “Oh don’t mind us just pretend we aren’t here.” Namjoon says as you both laugh 

“I’ll promise to take care of you forever even if forever doesn’t exist” Jungkook whispers into your ear. The wind blows and the cherry blossoms that surround you blow by your side creating a perfect moment, and Jungkook turns you around to hug you from behind as you just stare into the night sky. 

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Sitting outside a cafe near the Hybe building you waited for Jungkook as he finished practice and was heading to meet you right now. 

Scrolling through your phone you look at the new teasers for the upcoming album they’re preparing for and smiled at all the boys who looked amazing in all the photos. While you continued looking you saw a text notification appear from Jungkook saying “Look across the street”

You looked up from your phone and you saw him across the long street that kept you apart. Waiting for the walking sing to go green he jogged toward you with a smile on his face.

Until everything started to go by in a flash. 

In movies everything goes by in slow motion when something like this happens. But in reality everything goes by in a blink of an eye. Next thing you knew you were running towards Jungkook who was lying limp on the road. You start screaming for someone to ask for help as you hold his weak body in your arms. Caressing his head you hold him close “Jungkook stay with me please” repeating the words stay with me again and again hoping he wouldn’t lose consciousness. 

The sound of sirens increase in volume as the red and blue flashing lights approach you. The back doors of the ambulance open aggressively as two men ready out a stretcher and take Jungkook away from you. Everything was a blur from the way the driver repeatedly apologized to the way the paramedics were telling you everything was going to be alright at the back of the ambulance. You just focused on him and held onto his hands as tears flowed down your face.

“You’re going to be okay”

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Arriving at the hospital Jungkook’s lips turned pale and his eyes were fighting to keep open. You kept holding onto his hand kissing it and telling him that he had to stay strong. You heard him say a breathless “I love you” before taking him into the operating you.

You sat outside the operating room doors and slid down the walls with tears streaming from your eyes not stopping anytime soon. 

A few minutes pass and the rest of BTS run in with Ryunjin and the managers. Ryunjin sits beside you and holds you in her chest as you cry even harder. Caressing your head she looks at Taehyung with pain in her eyes seeing you like this. 

The wait was hard especially with the atmosphere that was filling the air at that very moment. The managers walking back and forth and some on the phone talking seriously, the members on different parts of the room nervousness written all over their faces, and Ryunjin holding onto while drawing circles on your shoulder to help calm your nerves.

Sooner or later the doctor comes out with a devastated look on his face and before you knew it the tears were back on your face as you ran into the operating room. 

“Jungkook you can’t do this to me you promised forever” you said as you fell onto your knees holding onto his hand pleading for him to wake up. You squeezed his hands, not able to face him while softly and repeatedly telling him to wake up through your choked voice from all the crying. 

After a while of sitting there you felt his hands squeeze you and you stood up immediately. “Jungkook how are you feeling?” and the next thing you heard “Y/N I’m sorry I didn’t fulfill the promise of forever-” you cut him off by shushing him “It’s okay Jungkook”

Everyone started to fill in the room as they heard his voice but stepping back when they saw the moment between you both. “Everyone I’m sorry, Y/N I’m sorry.” The room was quiet except for the sniffles that could be heard. “Y/N I have something to tell you.” he said weakly as he looks up into your eyes “Anything Jungkook” 

“I love you” and as you were about to answer his lips met yours. The kiss was weak but you knew Jungkook gave his all until all his movements became weaker and suddenly the beeping of his heartbeat suddenly stopped. You frantically shook him and held onto him as everyone tried to pull you away.

Soon you met Taehyung’s chest sobbing “I didn’t even get to say it back.” you hugged him tighter saying the words over and over “I didn’t say it back” and you closed your eyes and faded into black.

Suddenly you took a deep breath in and were confused like you were pulled out a trance. You looked around and a bunch of questions popped up in your head. Why were you back in your room? Why was Ryunjin just sleeping on the floor? Where was everyone? 

More tears streamed down your eyes as Ryunjin woke up and asked what was wrong. You told her everything and she started rubbing up and down your back saying everything was okay. “It didn’t feel like a dream, it felt so real. I didn’t even say it back Ryunjin, I didn’t say it back.” you said as you hiccuped in her chest. 

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*cue spring day by BTS*

You waved goodbye as Ryunjin left your place. Eyes puffy from all the crying everything made sense to you now. Why everything went by so quickly and why time moved so fast. 

The concert happened the night before but you went straight home with Ryunjin and nothing else happened as you both fell asleep. The dream that took place for a year and a few months merely only happened in a few hours of sleep. 

You played music in your airpods and decided to go for a walk. While reflecting on everything that happened you walked up to a familiar park and the song that started playing was Spring Day by BTS.

You opened your phone receiving a notification from the BTS instagram page saying they posted. You opened it while the music played in the background and saw the Jungkook’s teaser photo.

Bogo shipda Ireoke malhanikka deo Bogo shipda (I miss you, when I say that I miss you more)

Neohi sajineul bogo isseodo Bogo shipda (I’m looking at your photo, But I still miss you)

Looking at the cherry blossoms around you you continuously walked with tears in your eyes. 

*skip to 3:16 of the song*

You know it all You're my best friend 

achimeun dashi ol geoya (The morning will come again)

Eotteon eodumdo eotteon gyejeoldo (because no darkness) 

yeongweonhal sun eopseunikka  (and no season can last forever)

You arrived at the romance bridge and more tears flowed out from your eyes. 

Beotkkochi pinabwayo (Cherry blossoms are blooming) I gyeouldo kkeuchi nayo (The winter is ending)

Every step you took you get a flash of memories

Bogo shipda (I miss you)

Bogo shipda (I miss you)

To the day he first took you here and you held hands for the first time

Jogeumman gidarimyeon (If i wait a little longer)

Myeochil bamman deo saeumyeon (If I stay up a few more nights)

The moments where he made you laugh from his weird but funny self

Mannareo galge (I’ll go see you)

Derireo galge (I’ll go pick you up)

His bunny smile that get you going

Chuun gyeoul kkeuteul jina (past the end of this cold winter)

dashi bomnari ol ttaekkaji (until spring comes again)

When he asked you to be his on this bridge

Kkot piul ttaekkaji (Untill the flowers bloom again)

Geugose jom deo meomulleojwo (Stay there a little longer)

And When he told you he loved you as his last words even if it was only just a dream

Meomulleojwo (Just stay there)

Suddenly you hear someone panting from the side “Hey are you Y/N? Were you the one in my dream?”

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a/n: AND IT’S DONE ! Idk if that made sense but I hope you guys liked it oops. :> If you have requests or ideas hmu :))

[sincerelynamkook]

Sincerely, Jungkook

Jungkook x Reader First POV

Genre: Soft/Fluff/Romance Word Count: 2693

Playlist: “Dear No One” by Tori Kelly // “Best Part” by Daniel Caesar ft HER

On a rainy day you receive a letter from the one whom your soul longs for...

Day 365. 

I stare outside my window, soothed as I listen to the rain fall down. It’s a cold and gloomy day, perfect for my melancholic mood. I’ve done a great job of forgetting about him. But he comes to the front of my mind whenever I hear the word honey or when I see Twinkies as I’m grocery shopping or every time I hear Tori Kelly sing, and that last one sucks the most because I love her music. But other than that, I had moved on. 

 But today I can’t stop thinking about him. I keep wondering if he’s moved on too. Is he eating okay? Is he sleeping okay? He always had trouble falling asleep, always thinking of something to do instead of getting enough rest. Does he have someone new in his life? Does someone else hold the key to his heart?

It’s been a year. 365 days. 8760 hours. 525600 minutes since I last saw him. 

Don’t you mean since you broke up with him? That question haunts me daily. I constantly ask myself if I did the right thing. He tried to reassure me that we could make things work but I also knew he and the boys were only just beginning their journey as artists. I knew they were destined for greatness and the daily news articles and trending hashtags will tell you I was right. They are all out here breaking records and boundaries every day. I know if he had stayed with me I would’ve only been a burden. 

A knock at my door breaks me away from my grieving thoughts. I open it to find a courier guy.

“Y/N?” he asks as he looks down at the name on the small package.

“Yes, that’s me.” He has me sign the slip and hands me the package. 

I walk back inside and head over to my living room, making sure to grab a scissor from the kitchen so I can open the package. 

I sit on my couch getting ready to open the box when I see the return address, “GCF” and I freeze, the scissor slipping from my hand. 

Why? What? How? Huh?

I’m at a loss for words. How did he even get my address? Why now? Why is he reaching out to me TODAY of all days? What the actual fuck?

I feel myself start to panic. Breathe I tell myself. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths until I’m a bit calmer. I open the package and the only things are a letter and a DVD titled “365.”

I grab my laptop and insert the DVD to watch it but then I change my mind and decide to read the letter first. I take a deep breath and begin to read:

“My sweet Honey,” a small smile forms on my lips remembering how he would sing Kehlani’s Honey when he would call me this, especially when I was ignoring him because he knew it would make me smile big. 

“Did you know I fell in love with you before I even saw you? The sweet sound of your melodic voice stopped me in my tracks on that warm night in Malta. I was putting away my camera while I was walking back to my car, done with filming some footage for the day when I happened to walk by a busking with a small audience. I didn’t pay it any mind because no one was singing yet, but as I walked a few feet past it I heard you whisper a sweet letter to me. 

‘Dear no one, this is your love song’ I stopped walking, feet glued to the floor. Your voice was sweet, like dripping honey. I felt goosebumps rise down my arms as I slowly turned around. I still couldn’t see you because the audience got bigger, probably due to your voice being like a sirens call to all of the town. I started to take out my camera as I walked back towards you. Your voice kept pulling me closer and closer until I could see you in the small screen of my DSLR. I squeezed my way through the crowd, wanting to be front and center. Is this how Army feels when they see us perform? Like they can’t breathe until they’re inches away from the stage? I was having difficulty breathing, I felt dizzy, but the moment I saw you...the moment I saw you with your eyes closed, hair dancing in the wind as you hit those notes in a breathy whisper, I felt like I could breathe again. That breath I was finally able to take made me realize I hadn’t been breathing all my life. 

I recorded your entire performance that night. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you, especially seeing you in your element as you sang about how you were independent but wanted someone to give you his jacket when you were cold. All I could think about was how I wanted to be that someone for you. 

When you finished the song, you opened your eyes and shyly smiled as you saw how big the crowd was. Your facial expression in that moment...seeing how humble you were and realizing how passionate you were about your talent, had me in awe. Someone in the crowd started chanting “encore encore” which made you giggle...my heart burst. I remember feeling this sudden urge to sing with you which is why I got up and walked to the other mic stand to the left of you. I looked over at you to find you looking at me with a puzzled expression as I asked you in a whisper, “do you know ‘Best Part’ by Daniel Caesar.’ The guitarist started to play the melody and we began to sing. Singing with you was the highlight of my trip and if I could go back to the moment I would relive it a thousand times.” 

I close my eyes as I start to hum the song, bringing me back to that memory. I was a bit nervous singing with this complete stranger who I had noticed walking down the block before I started to perform. He was in all black, with a bucket hat on his head which was big enough to cover his face, and he was focused on a camera. The look of determination on his face piqued my interest, but I forgot about him as soon as I started to sing. At the time I wasn’t looking for anyone, but seems like fate had something different planned for me because that’s when he came to me. 

When he got close to me and whispered if I knew Best Part my heart skipped a beat, almost as if it was restarting into a heart that belonged to him. When he started to sing “Best Part” and I heard his soft voice sing “it’s this sunrise and those brown eyes, you’re the one I desire” I looked over to find him looking at me as if he had known me all his life. I felt goosebumps rise on my arms and a pull on my heart strings. I feel my heart strings get tighter as I recall the memories and emotions from that day. It’s too much for me to dwell on so I go back to reading the letter:

“Asking you out that day was the best decision of my life. That year we spent together was and still is one of the most memorable and most cherished years of my life. My brothers and I have done a lot of great things with our music and every moment we spend with Army is a moment I’ll never forget, but it still doesn’t reach the level of happiness I had when I had you by my side. 

You were and still are the love of my life. I now understand why you broke up with me. Your poor excuse of being too different and not fitting into my lifestyle was bullshit and you know it.” I chuckle softly because he’s right. 

“I’m not going to lie and say a day didn’t go by where I didn’t miss you. Even during my busiest schedules, I still thought of you every day. Every sip of coffee would remind me of you. The image of your nose scrunch whenever you’d take a sip of my Americano due to it’s bitter taste would come to mind. I still don’t understand why you’d drink my coffee knowing you’d rather drink sugar with a splash of coffee. I’d think of you every time it’d rain. Those tour dates in Europe were the hardest for me. Although, while performing I’d put memories of you to the back of my mind, as soon as I left the venue and into the pouring rain, images of you running in the rain would come to mind. I must have been crazy for you to book that rose latte cafe that had just opened up in Itaewon at midnight, just to be able to go with you. To see that beautiful smile on your face and admire the way it would light up every time you’d obsess over a cafe’s aesthetic. But my favorite moment from that whole night was running hand in hand with you  to my car because we had to park half a mile away. The way you laughed as you tried to cover your hair with our hands, the way you cutely ‘yelled’ at me when I jumped into a puddle and splashed you, the way you looked at me when we stood outside my car in the rain. I can still feel the cold touch of your soft cheek as I held it in my hand and gently kissed you.”

I put the letter down and take a deep breath. Rainy days are the hardest for me for that same reason, and knowing that he was also hurting and struggling just as I was breaks my heart all over again. I pick up the letter again and am relieved to see that I'm almost done reading it. 

“Rainy days will always be bittersweet for me, because they remind me of what I had and lost. Y/N, I’m sorry I didn’t fight for you, for us. I’m sorry it took me a whole year to pick up my boxing gloves and get in the ring to fight the match that is us. I’m settled in my career now so there really is no excuse you can give me that would keep me away from coming after you, and even once I have you in my arms again for good, I’ll continue fighting all my life to show you how much I love you. Knowing you, you probably read this letter first, so now I’m asking you to watch the DVD.”

I wipe the tears that are running down my face with my sweater sleeves and press play on my computer to start the film. 

It opens up to an empty studio room, and after a closer inspection I realize it’s Jungkook's old studio at their old building. I hear a piano rendition of “Best Part” start playing softly and I can bet my life that he had Yoongi make this version for him. My heart aches and I rub my chest softly trying to ease away the pain. 

“Testing testing 1 2 3.” I hear his soft voice first, and then I see him come out from behind the camera to sit in his chair. His hair is unruly, face bare, and he’s wearing my favorite yellow hoodie. He bites his lip nervously and then leans on his elbow, resting his head on his hand. He sniffs a few times, god how I miss him. 

“Day 1. Day 1 of being without you. Day 1 of missing you. Day 1 of waking up without you next to me, of not cracking jokes until you wake up to hit me with your pillow.” Not being able to see through my tears, I hit pause. He didn’t. He did not make what I think he made. I fast forward a few minutes and hit play. 

“Day 15. Day 15 and I still miss you. I could still smell the scent of your perfume in my closet this morning when I was getting dressed. 15 days and I could finally drink a whole grande iced Americano.” Shut the fuck up. No, he didn’t. With more tears running down my face I fast-forward some more and hit play once again. 

“Day 256. I thought I was getting better, finally moving on, but it rained today.” Fuck. He did. He really made a video journal of everyday we were apart. The ache in my heart is too strong, no amount of rubbing my chest will ease the ache away. I stare at his handsome face on my screen. His hair is longer and curlier, his fingers accessorized with multiple silver rings run over his lips back and forth. I notice a new piercing on his left ear. But it’s the look of sadness on his face, the look of grief that guts me. Hurting all this time made me ignore the fact that he too was probably hurting just as much as me. The tears won’t stop coming and next thing I know I am full on sobbing. Sobbing for the broken boy on my screen, for the broken promises we made to each other, sobbing for my own heartbreak. I notice there are a few more minutes left of the video so I fast forward a little more and hit play one last time. 

“Day 365. It’s been a whole year since I started missing you. A whole year where I grieved for us. It took me a whole year, 365 days, to realize I can’t live without you. I know you still keep in touch with Jimin and that’s how I know you still miss me.” He says this last part in a cocky tone, smirking while doing so which makes me smile through my tears.

“I didn’t think I was going to send you this log until 3 months ago when I realized you were it for me. My heartstrings are pulled every time I think of you or every time I hear your name, meaning our red threads are still connected even after a year of not being together. We would be crazy to go our whole lives with our threads trying to pull us back together. Y/N, I loved you the minute I heard your voice back in Malta all that time ago, I loved you the day you left me, I love you every time it rains, I love you every second of every day. If you still love me, open the door when you hear your doorbell ring today.” The video ends with “Dear No One” playing softly and then I hear Jungkook start to sing the song. Grabbing some tissues, I wipe my face and try to stop the tears from falling, my heart stopping when the doorbell rings. My breathing stops as I just stare at the door. The doorbell rings again and I jump up from my couch and slowly walk to the door. Holding the door knob for a few seconds, I close my eyes and take one final deep breath. 

I see him standing there right in front of me. Hair wet from the rain, hands in his pockets, leather jacket hiding his torso. He smiles softly at me and takes one step closer, then another, then another until he’s one step away from me. He brings his hand out of his pocket and softly caresses my cheek, wiping a tear that had escaped. 

In his sweet soothing voice, he whispers, “Did you ever find your ‘no one’?

Closing my eyes, I bring up my hand to squeeze his that’s still touching my cheek. I lean into our hands and opening my eyes I softly whisper back, “I did. He’s standing right in front of me.”

[jjmdaily]

You are the cause of my euphoria - Part 3 [Jungkook x Idol]

It was her first Korean award show. She went to every important American award show there is, and fortunately even won. Being an American artist, it made sense. Still the Korean part in her also wanted to take part in these shows.

The award show was ecstatic to have her perform and announce the biggest award of the night. And so was she. She was a fan of K-Pop and she knew that she was going to enjoy the night. The cultural differences between her two homes were always interesting to observe.

One example just played before her. The reserved and polite beings in front of her couldn't figure out how to act in front of her. Of course she experienced these kind of situations in the western world, but never to this extent. It was flattering, yet she never really understood why. Her relationships or more the lack thereof was a sore spot in her life. To the outside it may seem like a perfect and successful life, but at times she felt empty. Her former lovers, those selfish and bitter men, somehow managed to push her down. Fortunately she realized that and successfully stayed away from this kind.

But now, in her early 20s she longed for nothing more than a supportive and loving partner by her side. Someone to spend her hours with instead of working around the clock.

But being in her position, it was almost impossible to find someone outside of the industry. Yet being with someone in the business was more a relationship for the tabloids than for them.

While getting ready for the show, she kept thinking about what happened in the other room just minutes ago. She wasn't acting, she really did like what she knew of this boy band. Coming from a small company herself, she knew how hard it was to prove herself to those from established labels. Thinking about it, they had more in common than met the eye. They too wrote and produced their own music and JiJi respected that. Artists who call themselves that while lipsyncing or stealing others work were a shame for the industry. Yet she personally knew more than one of these imposters.

So maybe befriending with honest artists was a change she longed for.

Her dress was definitely far from the conservative Korean standards, and half of the glances she got were probably only directed to her exposed leg. Her father warned her, telling her to not completely shock the audience, but that's not how she rolls. She loved the attention and stunned faces pointing in her direction while looking for a place to sit.

Being the communicative person she is, she absolutely wanted to sit next to someone, but seeing those overwhelmed faces, she opted for the row without anyone one it. And seeing that she was the last to arrive this row was probably prepared for her.

Slightly feeling out of place she felt watched, as if a set of eyes from behind were starring into the back of her head.

[pjmochii]

tickle monster

jungkook x reader

genre: fluff

summary: when you fret over having to wake up and go to work, keeping your relationship with your boyfriend a secret, jungkook does his best to bring that gorgeous smile back.

warnings: mild language, overwhelmingly disgusting fluff.

word count: 446

a/n: welcome to my blog! this is my first post on here, i hope you enjoy! this is what i wrote on my instagram page!

it wasn’t unknown to you, that jeon jeongguk was utterly whipped for you, even the guys had told you that.

it was almost disgusting. almost.

which is why when you woke up, to see your boyfriend of 2 years staring at you with a look on his face that screamed, ‘i’d love you even if you ran me over’ , it honestly wasn’t surprising.

you guys were on and off in the first few months of your relationship, due to your insecurity issues, but when you woke up naturally like this, it warmed your heart, you felt as if nothing was ever wrong.

“gguk, i don’t want us to go to work.” you stated, frowning. due to his busy schedule as THE Jeon Jeongguk, golden maknae of Bangtan Sonyeondan, aka the hottest group of all time right now, and your jam packed schedule, having just made a comeback with your group, you guys barely see each other, despite living together.

“i know baby, but just think, tomorrow we go back to our dorms, then on friday we see each other!” he spoke, trying to hype you up about your music bank performances.

you pouted.

he chuckled, “baby, if you carry on your gonna force me to do somethiiingg...” he trailed off, mischievously.

“no!” you shrieked, knowing exactly what he meant. “see!! im smiling now! im not upset!” you yelled.

he smirked mischievously. “hmm, i dont think you are baby.” he laughed.

you tried to jump off of your bed, until suddenly his arms lunged forwards to grab you back by your waist and gently slamming you back on the bed.

you laid splat across, like a starfish, and before you could even resist it, he began the torture. tickles.

“n-no,” you began already out of breath, he knew you too damn well, “jeongguk p-ple-please n-no!” you yelled, giggling. he laughed evilly, “it has to be donee!!” after 10 minutes of the torture and about 2 pathetic minutes of you trying to get him back, he finally stopped.

“im sorry baby, i wish we could be normal and do all of that normal cringey shit, like normal couples.” he said, slightly upset.

“why are you sorry, we chose this life, and i wouldnt change it for anything, because thats how i met you.” you whispered, contently smiling.

he hugged you, wondering how he go so lucky to have you, his perfect woman, dressed in his 3 sizes too big white shirt, barefaced and beautiful. “i love you, jeongguk.” you said, smiling widely.

“i love you too baby.” he replied, before kissing you on your forehead gently, telling you to start getting ready for your long day ahead.

[edensflamee-blog]

⋆ ☄. masterlist !

                                                          updated.

bts !

fluff. 

astral | taehyung.  coming soon.

[koalakookie]

new fic?

HI EVERYONE!! It’s been a hot minute since I posted, right? Sorry, school’s been out for my ass :( However, it is winter break and I finally have the time to start writing again. I am currently almost done writing a ~3k-4k one-shot. It’s a jungkook x reader classic fluff/angst. I am planning on releasing it by the end of this week (thursday or friday). Please keep an eye out and give it lots of love. I worked really hard on it and I hope you will enjoy reading it <3333

[almatiarau]

Intertwined - Chapter 3

Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: fluff, (eventual) smut, angst? Slice of life, age gap (reader is older than JK), Idol!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: Descriptive sexual activities, penetrative sex (minors please don’t read!) 

Word Count: 5.7k

Disclaimers: I don’t own BTS - they simply inspire me! This is a pure fiction and none of the content in this is reflecting on how the members are in real life. Please be wise.

Summary: Jungkook is a superstar, y/n is a divorcee, two unlikeable worlds colliding with the love of music and deep talk, but life is not always a fairytale right?

A/N: Hi guys, so this chapter will contain a sex scene so please beware for those under the age of 18 I strongly suggest not to read this okay? Otherwise please have fun!! and also I hope you guys enjoy the story! Happy reading!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Y/N POV 

These past 3 weeks had been surreal. Jungkook and I had been constantly talking, by text, by phone. One day it’s just a simple text of asking how we are doing that day, and some days it was intense discussion on many things. Mostly topics I was discussing on air. He’d been listening to most of my broadcast, and afterwards, he’d text or call me to share his own thoughts. A few times I also shared with him some stories my listeners had sent me via emails.

 “It’s still feels weird to me how you are so fascinated on these stories.” I stared at my room’s ceiling, shadows of the tree’s rustling from outside outlines. My phone illuminating from the pillow, just beside my head. I put the call on speaker.

 “I don’t know, maybe because I can’t experience much in terms of socializing I guess.” Jungkook replied. “I don’t think I’ll be able to experience half of these people are facing in my lifetime.” I could sense just a hint of sadness in his voice. It breaks my heart.

 “Hey, don’t say that, you’re so young, you still have many years to live life to the fullest.” I tried cheering him up.

 He chuckled lightly. “Now I’ll sound like ungrateful brat, but I do miss living a normal life sometimes. Getting into the crowded subway in rush hour, dancing with others while watching my favourite band performs, lining up and getting excited for a new ride at Disneyland, going out for a movie date…” His voice trailing into the last sentence.

 “I’m sorry Jungkook, I can’t imagine how it feels… I don’t care about the ungrateful part; hardship is hardship whenever you’re going through it.”

 It was silence for a while. I felt like we are contemplating in our own deep thoughts, but we knew that we were not finished talking yet. My current favourite song playing softly in the background. Keshi’s Less Of You. Since Ae Ra is currently with Seo Jun, I could put on a song to accompany me at night.

 “When you come home… I just got over being less of you…” Jungkook sang along with the chorus. Oh to have him singing like this I felt like I could just go to sleep peacefully. One of the things I have been struggling with. Sleep for 8 hours straight without anything weighing on my mind.

 “Hey.”

 I woke up from my thoughts. “Hey.”

 “Do you have any plans tomorrow night?” He asked. “There’s no Heal and Chill’s schedule right?”

 “Yup, I only have to work at the café until around 6PM.”

 “Ae Ra is with your ex?”

 “Yes, I’ll pick her up the day after tomorrow. Why?” I tried to hold back my curiosity. Part of me wishing I could see him again, but another part of me wished that I don’t. It’s hard enough reminding myself everyday that whatever this is, should not, or would not go beyond friendship, brother-sister type of relationship. He’s Jeon Jungkook, why would he be with me out of thousands, or millions younger beautiful girls out there.

 “Let me cook you something. You’ve been telling me how you wanted to just chill, listening to some music, eat good food. I don’t think I can take you out right now, so how about I’ll cook you dinner at my apartment and we can listen to music and just talk?”

 My heart beats so loud I’m afraid he could hear through the phone. “Uhm, okay, will Jimin be okay with me coming over?”

 Jungkook cleared his throat. “He’ll be going back to Busan tomorrow to see his parents.”

 I put my left hand over my chest, hoping it will calm my beating heart. Please don’t get too excited heart, this is not what you think it is, it will never be.

 “Okay.” I said. Hopeful that he didn’t hear my nervousness.

 “I’ll pick you up at your house 7PM, is that okay?”

 “Sounds great.” I glanced at my clock on the wall. It’s 1AM already. “Jungkook, I think I need to go to bed now, I have to get up early for tomorrow.”

 “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night, Y/N.”

 “Good night, Kook.”

 He chuckled. “I like that.”

 “Like what?” I asked curiously.

 “When you call me Kook.”

 JK POV

 The clock turned 7:00 sharp when I arrived in front of Y/N’s house. Thank God today’s schedule finished just in time with no delay. We were shooting for our variety show and most of the time it wouldn’t be finished on time. However, today’s everything went smoothly. I remembered Seokjin asked me earlier why I was such in a rush after we finished the shoot.

 “Jungkook-ah, where are you going? Lets get samgyeopsal for dinner.”

 “Sorry hyung I have somewhere to go.” I put my notes and Bluetooth headphone inside my backpack and rushed out of the studio, leaving Seokjin and Taehyung in puzzled face.

 I got out of my thoughts when I heard someone knocked on the car’s window. It’s Y/N wearing a beret and a mask. I could see her eyes twinkling. I gestured her to back up a little as I’m opening my car door.

 “Hey.” She said. “You’re deep in thoughts.”

 “Hey, sorry.” I scratched head in the back while grinning sheepishly behind my mask. I looked at her carrying a groceries bag. “What do you have there?” As I moved forward and took the bag from her right hand.

 “Since you said you’ll make me dinner, I’ll make you a chocolate pannacota for dessert.” She answered while she made her way to the passenger seat.

 My eyes light up on the word dessert. “I’d love that!”

 Y/N POV

 I don’t know what to expect from a bachelor pad of two young successful artist like Jeon Jungkook & Park Jimin. A modern sleek all black interior? Over the top arts displaying aggressively? A pet tiger? But the moment he let me in their apartment, all those thoughts went away.

 It was quite the opposite. It was sleek alright, but it’s mostly in white and creamy beige colors, hints of woods here and there adding warmth into the space. A large crème leather sofa took most of the space in the living room, facing a very big flatscreen TV. I noticed some gaming consoles on the TV drawer. A fluffy brown faux fur carpet decorating the space underneath the coffee table. On the right side, the kitchen set was mostly white sleek cabinets and kitchen island, with greyish marble countertop. I could see also some plants here and there, tying up the cozy feeling of the place.

 Jungkook clicked on a monitor display besides the entrance door and I could hear music started playing. I looked around the ceiling trying to pinpoint where the speakers are.

 “It came from the speaker near the TV, the first thing I bought when moving into this place is the sound system.” He answered my unspoken question. I let out a small laugh and turned to him.

 “As I said, I could not live without music, and good music needs to be heard with the best quality.”  He winked.

 The next 30 minutes we spent in the kitchen. Jungkook was busy going back and forth between his ipad and the stove to ensure the recipes is correct while making us a budae jjigae. While I’m also keeping busy preparing my chocolate pannacota.

 As I set few glass cups of pannacota into the fridge. Jungkook also had finished preparing the meal and set down two bowls of rice on the dinner table.

 “Y/N, the meal’s ready, let’s eat.” He took of his apron and pulled out a chair, motioning me to sit down. He then sat down at the next chair.

 “I hope this tastes okay, I have made this several times for the members and always get the compliments.” He smiled sheepishly.

 “This smells amazing! I’m sure it’ll taste the same as it smells.” I grinned widely and took his bowl to fill it with the soup. He looked a bit surprised.

 “Why the surprise face Kook?” I tried to fill out his bowl with as many toppings as I could.

 “Nah it’s just I’m usually the one filling out the bowls for all the members since I’m the youngest.” He took the bowl I handed to him and mouthed a Thank You.

 We enjoyed the meal thoroughly, it was really good and fulfilling, keeping our tummies warm. I stood up and started gathering our used bowls and chopsticks when Jungkook’s hand held my wrist. “Hey, you’re the guest, just sit down there on the sofa and I’ll join you in a while.”

 I smiled at him and shook my head. “No, you’ve cooked me the meal, let me put this in the kitchen sink. You sit down on the couch and I’ll bring the dessert. I insist.” I emphasized my last sentence with a determined look and he gave up.

 A few minutes later I brought the two cups of pannacota and walked into the living room. I saw Jungkook sat there adjusting the volume of the sound system on his remote. Dhruv’s Double Take started to play.

 Jungkook looked up at me and patted the space besides him, gesturing me to sit down. I plopped down beside him and handed him one of the glass cup. He smiled widely and started digging in.

 “Have I told you I love dessert too much for my own good?” He flashed his bunny smile. “And this is so good.”

 I chuckled. “Thanks, it’s so easy, I’ll make you more if you like it that much.”

 “Oh but then the hour I have to pay at the gym for this.” He whined.

 “Come on Kook, you already look so good, don’t push yourself too hard.”

 He softly smiled. “Yeah it’s just sometimes I feel like a responsibility to keep up the image. Everyone had been saying the same thing, that I’m just overthinking it.”

 “Well I can understand what you’re saying though, my ex had been telling me how I’m my biggest critic, that I’m too hard on myself.” I said as I put my empty cup on the coffee table.

 Jungkook also placed his finished cup on the table. He crossed his legs on the sofa and faced me comfortably. Seeing him getting comfortable, I followed him and put my legs up, my arms leaning sideways to the sofa headrest so that we are face to face.

 “How is that?” He asked.

 “Well, I told myself when I split up with Seo Jun, that I wanted to live my life with more fulfillness, I had been working so hard before, putting everyone else’s priority before mine, I was starting to lose my grip.” My eyes drifted at the big window behind Jungkook.

 “I breathed but didn’t feel like living. I felt numb with everyone’s touch on my skin. I didn’t realize who I was anymore when I saw my reflection in the mirror.” I held back a tear that was threatening to roll down my cheeks.

 “I yearned to live. Seo Jun is a nice guy, too nice almost.” I chuckled. “But I yearned for someone to go on an adventure in life, discuss and talk with me, about dreams and hopes. I guess we just like different things.” I sighed.

 Jungkook looked at me with a look I couldn’t describe, a curiosity, but also affections?

 “How different?” He asked.

 “Well, for starters, I wished he’d took me out really.” I smiled. “I love dancing, I love music, maybe I’m just a hopeless romantic, but I have always wanted to slow dance with my partner, but even we didn’t do that at our wedding.” I sniffled.

 Daniel Caesar feat. H.E.R’s Best Part came to play. I smiled weakly and just about to wipe my eyes because I could feel it watering when Jungkook stood up suddenly and stretched out his right arms in front of me.

 “Come on let’s dance.” He gave me a soft smile.

 I took his hand and got up. He asked my eyes for permission as he started to circle my waist. I nodded to him and he pulled me closer. His left hand took my right and put it on his shoulder. My heart beating so hard, I was so afraid to look him in the eyes. He could sense my uncertainty leaned his face forward to whisper in my right ear.

 “Relax. Cry if you want to, or smile if you want to, don’t mind me at all, I’m here for you.”

 With that said I could not hold my tears any longer and sobbed. I leaned my head on his chest and he pulled me in a hug. We swayed a little following the song.

 “You deserve to be happy Y/N. You’re not responsible for anyone’s happiness besides Ae Ra.” He whispered. I nodded weakly. My tears staining Jungkook’s shirt.

 I looked up to him, his eyes softening while his hand trying to wipe the tears from my cheeks. My right hand tried to wipe away the wet spots on his shirt.

 “I’m sorry for being such a mess.” I sniffled.

 He smiled softly. “No, you’re human. We are all, and we deserve a good cry from time to time.”

I looked deeply in his eyes and found nothing but sincerity. He’s 7 years younger than I am but never did he acted like one. It must have been hard. He must have had to grow up faster than he should be and it must have left a hole somewhere inside of him.

 I touched his chest lightly. “Jungkook, tell me what pains you.”

 I could feel him stiffening a bit. He must have been taken aback by my words. I searched for answer in his eyes and he lowered his gaze. He stuttered a bit. “Besides the member and my mom, no one had asked me that. And I have never really answer it.”

 To my surprise, he grazed my hair lightly. “I’m so scared of letting people down. I feel like now that I got so many eyes on me, one mistake, one misbehaviour and everything might collapse. It had been so tiring walking on these eggshells.”

 “Me reaching out for you was not a wise idea.” He sighed while I felt my breath a little bit hitched on my throat. I knew this. I should have been the wiser one, but no, I was too mesmerized by him that I threw away all my senses.

 He pulled up my chin so I could look him in the eye. “I gotta be honest, I don’t know yet how to approach this Y/N. I’m struggling inside, I don’t want to disrespect you, yet, I don’t think I can let you just pass by my life.”

 My eyes went wide. What does he mean by disrespecting me? And why does this confuse him if it means we’re just friends.

 “Jungkook I’m sorry, I should have been more aware with your situation and doesn’t complicate this. I tried to pull back from him but I could feel him tightening his embrace on my waist. “I should have been wiser considering I’m older.”

 “Y/N, please… Noona, please…” He put his finger on my lips. “It’s hard enough for me to comprehend this. Even though that means nothing to me. Nothing.”

 I furrowed my eyebrows. “What do you mean?”

 He caressed my left cheek gently. I could feel myself shivering from his touch. I know what he meant but I didn’t want to believe it.

 “Me being younger than you.” He didn’t stop caressing my cheek. “All I’m thinking about is whether you’ll feel disrespected by me.”

 “How am I feel disrespected?” I closed my eyes and leaned more on his hands enveloping my cheek. “When it feels this good.”

 “Because I’ll feel like kissing you, and more…” He sighed.

 I opened my eyes and could feel my heart pounded against my chest. I have never felt this crave in so long. I reached out to caress his cheek in return to make him look at me in the eyes.

 “For what it’s worth. I feel the same way, Kook.”

 And with that sentence, he crashed his lips into mine. Gently, subtly. It felt like an electric shockwave throughout my body. His lips felt so soft against mine, we chased each other’s like our life depending on it. However somehow, I could not hold back of the pain seeping inside me. This felt so good, so right. Being with him felt so right in many aspects, yet, it also felt so wrong. Tears started streaming down my eyes.

 Jungkook opened his eyes and pulled back a little when he felt the salty liquid down my face. He searched for my eyes which I kept closed from the moment his lips touched mine.

 “Hey, do I hurt you? Baby, please don’t cry.” He wiped away my tears with his thumb.

  I could feel the pain stung harder hearing him calling me baby, resulting to me sobbing more uncontrollably.

 “Baby, baby tell me what’s wrong?” His voice soft but still hinted a little bit of panic.

 I eventually looked him in the eyes. “It’s been a while since I feel this happy and alive, but at the same time, I know that...” My breath hitched a little. “I know that I shouldn’t hope for anything.”

 Jungkook took me to his embrace, he held me so tightly. “Y/N I don’t care about your past, your age, whatever it is baggage you’re bringing, maybe I should warn you too that I’m also carrying around my baggage, but I swear to God, I don’t want to let you go.”

 “What should we do, Kook? I’m just a regular person, not much it could affected me as much as it will affects you.” I said weakly.

 “Don’t you worry about that.” He cupped my cheeks with his warm big hands. He looked at me reassuringly. “As long as you are okay being with a kid like me.”

 “You said it yourself that you’re a grown up 24 year old man, why would you say that again?” I pouted.

 “Because I feel insecure. What if you find me too childish? While I want to be that man for you.”

 I chuckled. “Being manly is overrated Kook. I mean you can look the manliest man but then you go and abuse your partner, how is that called a man?”

 He smiled lightly. “I see your point there.”

 “Besides, I’m looking for someone who could make me feel alive, so far, you’ve been doing just that.”

 “How so?” He asked curiously and whatever came over me being this bold I could not fathom. I took his tattooed right hand and put it in my chest, against my heart. It hadn’t stopped pounding from the moment he took me to his embrace.

 “This had not been working this hard for quite a long time, Kook. You brought me to life.”

 JK POV

 The moment she put my hand over her chest, all the insecurities and worries I had been feeling were thrown outside the window. I knew how it feels to crave for someone, but this goes beyond physical desire. I have never felt the need to protect someone and to please someone as much I am right now with Y/N in my arms. The way we communicated, the way she talked with me, feels like I’m enveloped in a warm blanket, while at the same time, free as a bird flying around.

 She made me wanted to talk about many things because I could see she genuinely interested. Never one topic made her flinched. Never one opinion she shared feels like judging. She always tries to find the other angle, trying to find the other perspective. It sometimes hurt me, feeling like she always has to make sure people around her feels safe. Then who will keep her safe and secure with her own thoughts?

 “Baby, will you let me show you the man I could be?” I searched her eyes for any doubt, any hesitance, but found none. I could only find a desire, matching with mine.

 She answered me by standing on her tiptoes and locked her lips into mine. I put my hands under her thighs and whispered. “Jump.” She then locked her legs around my waist and I carried her to my room. I pushed the door open with my right leg and walked towards the king size bed. I put her down slowly on the edge of the bed.

 I got down on my knees and separated my lips. She looked at me questionably. I positioned myself between her legs and cupped her chin, chasing her lips again, now tugging at her bottom lips, asking for permission for my tongue to finally explore hers.

 I could feel her hands on the back of my head, squeezing my hair here and there. I ran my hands up and down her jeans clothed thighs. Her hands travelled down my neck and slowly coming down my chest. She fiddled with the top button of my shirt, but I didn’t feel her opening it up.

 I separated our lips and arched my eyebrow. I could see her cheeks turned bright red while her hand still lingered on my button. She lowered her gaze to avoid my eyes, she looked shy. I cover her hand and guided her to unbutton it slowly. “Do whatever you want baby.” I said to her while still guiding her hand unbuttoning my shirt one by one.

 I could see her concern subsided little by little when we reached the last button. She raised her hands underneath my shirt onto my shoulders, slowly slipping it off. I shrugged it away to the floor and continue chasing her lips. My hands reached her buttoned up blouse and started to unbutton hers while my lips sliding down to her neck. I heard her gasped and mewl under my touch, sending boiling heat towards my lower region. Her fingers tracing down my back going back and forth.

 “Jungkook…” I heard her moan.

 “Hmm? Do you want me to stop?” I slipped her blouse off and palmed her bra clothed breast.

 “No…” she stuttered. “Feels so good…”

 I smirked against her neck, sucking on the skin there, leaving it glistening red. My hands then travelled to her jeans button and pulled her zipper down. She raised her hips to let me slide it off of her legs. Our heavy breathes fulfilled the room clouding with desire. Chase Atlantic’s Tidal Wave played faintly in the background.

 “You’re so beautiful.” Looking at her milky white skin against my navy bed sheet. I stood up on my feet and started to unbutton and loosened my jeans, leaving me in my boxer.

 Y/N POV

 My whole body felt like it’s burning. Jungkook hovered over me in only his boxer. I could still see his toned abs and pecks even when the room is dimmed. He then went back to his knees, positioned himself between my legs. I tried to close my legs in reflex, but his strong hands held back my thighs. “May I?” He asked while one hand went to took off my panties. I could only nod in return.

 I could not hold back a gasp when I saw his head lowering into my crotch. He licked a long strip and sucked lightly on my clit. My back arched from the bed while I held the bedsheet tightly between my fingers. Then the journey started, slowly like a rollercoaster, it kept going up and up until I felt like something is about to explode inside of me, like a firework about to shoot up. And when it finally did, I thrashed my head sideways and held my voice against the bedsheet, my breathing was out of control.

 I could feel him leaving my heat and the sight of him licking his lips off of my release triggered another desire inside of me. Sweat glistening on my forehead even though the aircon was on. I could not find any words to say but to reach my hands out to his face. I wanted to kiss him so badly.

 Jungkook saw me struggling and gently pushed me back into the bed while giving me his warmest smile. He then kissed my jaw while exploring my chest with his hands. While the hands are soft to the touch, I could feel some rough skin here and there. It made me crave more of his touch.

 My core started to burn with desire again as I felt his bulge against me. Timidly, I held his boxer’s line and try to slide it down, I need to touch him. I whimpered when his mouth enveloped my right breast, his hand slowly cupping my dripping core.

 “Jungkook please…”

 “Tell me what you want baby.”

 I pulled his hair lightly, cupped his cheek to kiss him fully on the lips. “I want you, so much.” I said through hooded eyes. Whatever the future will be, whatever this will be, this desire between us could not be held any longer.

 “I know.” He said confidently. Of course he knew I could feel how wet I was down there and he had been stroking his long fingers around it lazily. “What do you want me to do baby? Tell me.”

 I have never been vocal during sex. Well since I only did it with 2 different people before. My high school boyfriend, and Seo Jun of course. They were never vocal during sex, it was just a plain standard love making regime if I might say. Deep inside, I did crave for more. Now that Jungkook offered me this kind of experience, the desire I felt inside doubled, even tripled if possible.

 “I want you to fuck me…” I whimpered.

 I could feel his smirk against my skin. “Good, cause I really want you too.” With that said he plunged his finger inside of me. Pleasure started to build again inside as I moved my hips to match his hand movement. He added a second finger and I gasped rather loudly. I knew that I was close but I don’t want to cum just yet. I held his wrist to stop him.

 “Jungkook, please…”

 He stopped his kisses and looked at me questionably. “I want to cum around you…” I said with ragged breath. Jungkook got up on his knees, reaching out his bedside table to pull out a condom. Feeling bold, I sat up and took the foil package from his hand. I ripped it open and looked up at him, licking my lips. He run his thumb across my lips and cursed under his breath. I tugged down his boxer brief and he threw it away. I reached out to his erected length, gave it a few pumps as he grunted. “Baby, please…”

 I put the condom around his length and kiss the tip. Jungkook cupped my cheek and kissed me deeply, my back met the fluffy mattress. He stopped his kisses and touched our forehead together, looking into my eyes deeply. I could hear his heart beating from our closeness. With his hand guiding, he pushed his length inside me, slowly.

 I gasped at the friction. It stung, considering I haven’t had sex for a long time. Jungkook could feel me holding back pain, peppering my face with sweet kisses. “I’m sorry baby, should we stop here?”

 I squeezed his hard biceps. “It’s okay, just go slow please.” I chased his lips for another kiss. He nodded and started to move slowly inside. He massaged my breast with his right hand, while the other hand supported his body to not crash me underneath. I could feel myself getting wetter and this made it easier for him to move without causing me pain.

 Jungkook closed his eyes and bit his lower lips. I could feel him holding back his movement. “Fuck me, Kook.” I breathed, rolling my hips against him. “Fuck baby, you feel so good.” He praised while starting to thrust his hips, pulling out just to his tips and pushing back in. I could not hold back moans after moans for this pleasure I haven’t had for so long. He hit my spots in places I never knew I had, and this drives me crazy.

 Jungkook stopped his movement. “Can you get on all fours for me baby?” He helped me turn over and pushed my back gently, my chest met with the soft sheet underneath. He pulled my ass back and caressed it slowly, peppering kisses down my spine. I put my head sideways, gripping the sheets tightly as he started to enter me again from behind. How could it feel even better than before?

 I could feel my walls clenching as my release is near. This causing a grunt from Jungkook. “Cum for me baby come on.” He dropped himself on top of me, fingers intertwined with mine as his thrust went faster and harder. The knot on my stomach came undone as I moaned his name. I mewled sensitively as he kept on the pace. “Jungkook-ah…” I searched for him and he kissed me sloppily, and finally came with a few deep thrusts. He slipped off of me gently, took off and tied up the condom before disposing it.

 I tried to calm down my breaths as I moved to my back, trying to find his blanket with my hands. Feels weird but I couldn’t help to feel shy lying naked in his bed, even after what we’ve done. Jungkook realized what I was searching and pulled his blanket over my body, he joined me inside, pulled me in into his embrace. He kissed the top of my head under his chin. “That was amazing.” He squeezed my forearm.

 I looked up at him, his bangs are sweaty on his forehead, lips swollen pink, his tattoos went all the way from his right hand, to his right sleeves, up to just under his shoulder, contrasting with his white skin. He looked so beautiful. “Was it good for you?” I asked shyly.

 He pulled up my chin and kissed me fully on the lips. “As I said, that was AMAZING.”

 I still looked away from his gaze. Insecurities came over me. I had a kid for God’s sake. He must have had partners way hotter and sexier than I was. I suddenly remembered the stretch marks on my stomach, on my thighs, I clutched the blanket tighter.

 “Hey, what’s wrong?” He kissed my temple slowly.

 “I just remembered all my stretch marks.” I grinned sheepishly.

 Jungkook held me closer and chuckled lightly. “I didn’t even see it, even if I did, I don’t care, you felt too good none of that matters.”

 “I gave birth to a child from there Kook.” I covered my face with both hands. “It must have felt different and disgusting.”

 “Hey, stop that. You are beautiful.” He kissed my forehead. “Besides if it’s not good, I would never cum.” I punched his bare chest playfully as my cheeks turned red. It was amazing of course for me.

 “I have never came twice. I barely even could came once.” I said as I made myself comfortable against his chest. Laying back on the bed.

 “Really?” His fingers caressing the skin of my forearm. “Did you told your partner about it?”

 “No. I always think it would ruin their male ego.”

 Jungkook scoffed. “I can understand, I mean many guys out there assuming they’re the best in bed, some even parading around their conquest. Talking as if these women don’t have names and feelings.”

 I took his right hand, lightly tracing his tattoos one by one. “You have friends who does that?”

 “Yeah, some guys I knew from here and there. It’s not easy socializing with my schedule and all. Most of the time my friends are my brothers, the members. But sometimes I also wanted to go out and meet new people.”

 “I’m sorry for you Kook.” I kissed his purple heart tattoo lightly.

 “It’s okay. I have gained more than I lost, that’s my mantra everytime I feel like that.”

 “So you reaching out to me was another moment of you wanting to meet new people?” I asked.

 Jungkook scrunched his nose lightly. “I guess so. At that time I felt stuck. I have to write new song but feels like I don’t have any inspiration at all. Namjoon hyung advised me to go out, experience life, and he was the one mentioning try to listen to radio.”

 I smiled quietly. All of this happened because Namjoon had suggested one thing. Jungkook decided to give it a try. Funny how universe works.

 “Kook, why do you love music so much? Has it always been like that since you were a kid?”

 “Hmm… my mom loved music so our house was almost always filled with music, she plays the piano also. I guess just the upbringing of hearing music since I started to walk. Then, growing up, I have always found it easier expressing my feelings with music.”

 I nodded in agreement. “I do too. I always think music had always helped me expressing my feelings, I have to always listening to music whenever I feel angry, it helps me calm down. It’s the cheapest therapy for me.” I absentmindedly entwining our hands together. Jungkook squeezed my hand tightly.

 “One of the things why I felt so attracted to you, I could feel your love for music, almost as much as I do.” He added. Warmth seeping through my heart, knowing that this connection between us, felt so real and reciprocated. I’ve been wanting someone to share my thoughts with, someone who shares the same interest with me, someone who could light that fire of desire inside of me. I sat up and looked at this man. Why are you so perfect to me?

 “Do you want another pannacota?” I asked.

 “Sex and dessert? God, aren’t you perfect?” He gave me a peck and his bunny smile.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading Intertwined so far! Your comments and feedbacks are welcome :) pls do let me know if you enjoyed the story!! Will update chapter 4 soon! Thanksss

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Masterlist

All works are original. Do not copy, repost or translate my work. Feedback is always appreciated. Minors, please stay away.

S= Smut

A= Angst

F= Fluff

Kim Seokjin

Coming soon

Min Yoongi

Coming soon

Jung Hoseok

Coming soon

Kim Namjoon

Coming soon

Park Jimin

Series:

💠 Crushed (a)

Summary: Your coworker and best friend Jimin is everyone’s favourite and for good reason. He’s sweet, charming, caring, kind, humble, polite, ha– well shit. There you go making it obvious yet once again, that you’re in love with him. But it’s all good as long as he remains oblivious right? Wrong. After overthinking for a whole month, you decide to confess and things take an unexpected turn.

Drabbles:

New Beginnings (a)

You would have never come to the party had you known you would have to see Jimin with her.

Change of Plans (fratboy! Jimin x Reader) (a, f)

"stop apologising, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Kim Taehyung

Drabbles:

“you’re welcome to stay if you want”

Jeon Jungkook

Series:

💠 Burning Love (a, f, s)

Summary: Jungkook was your first love, your high school sweetheart, whom you continued to date throughout college, well maybe not throughout college. Three months before finishing college, he decides it wasn't worth it. Six years later, you're far away from South Korea, working for a small company. What are the chances that the big multinational company that ends up buying the company you're currently working for is owned by none other than Jeon Jungkook?

Note: to be resumed after gohd.

💠 Lost (a, f, s)

Summary: Jungkook doesn't know much about you provided for the fact that you're his coach's daughter. But soon, his feelings of indifference turn into a strong sense of dislike.

Note: paused.

💠 Girl Of His Dreams

Summary: You think Jungkook is the utter definition of beauty. Jungkook thinks you’re cute but just not his type. Throw a magic ring into the equation, that makes you look like the girl of his dreams and you have the perfect recipe for heartbreak and tears.

💠 Fine Line (a, f, s)

Summary: You hate Jungkook. Jungkook hates you. It's simple. Until it isn't.

Oneshots:

💠 The One (Teaser) (a, f, s)

Summary: Jungkook is your next-door neighbour, friend, batchmate and well…..soulmate. You never told him that though. Why? Because he despises the idea of soulmates.

💠 Lovefool (a, f, s)

Summary: You and Jungkook have been in a relationship for a couple of months now but recently, you can't help the anxious thoughts that pop into your mind. Thoughts about his past.

💠 Kiss it Better  part two (a, f)

Summary: You know you shouldn’t be falling for Jungkook, the man who’s in charge of your security. But you can’t help it. You have already fallen for him. The fact that you know he doesn’t feel the same for you, makes things all the more difficult.

💠 Vérités Cachées (a, s, f)

Summary: You try to make an escape from a beast, that you happen to have encountered while on a vacation with your boyfriend.

Drabbles:

Early morning confessions (f)

Summary: You let the words slip on a fine, lazy, Sunday morning.

Go to Hell (s)

Summary: You hate Jungkook, he's the bane of your existence. But what happens when you willingly land yourself in a situation you never thought you'd be in.

(It has 5.3K words and I don’t know if you can still call it a drabble but okay)

Scenarios:

They Reject You (Hyung Line)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

They Reject You (maknae line)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Jungkook Fanfiction- BTS Mafia AU- Part 2 (M)

Enjoy :))

@atricksterwithwings 

‘’What an idiot. Sent his secretary... His beloved for a damned bag drop. And they say the man makes no mistakes.’’ Vermeer took a long drag from his pipe, letting the tobacco fill every cell in his body. The girl was half his size, why had he even bothered with the artillery? The task was simple; intercept the drop, kidnap the lovely prize and bring her to the den. The boss would use her effortlessly.

After all, she was the textbook tool for power play against the most feared man in all of Asia- the love of his goddamned life.  

Jeon Jungkook would regret the day he denied the Russians their right into Korea.

He noticed you snuggle into the coat as you left the building, saw how you held onto the black duffel bag – as if your life depended on it. Vermeer smiled at the sight, the gold tooth embedded into his stained gums, glistening under the light of the falling sun.

It was show time.

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 Bile rose through the pit of his stomach and made his mouth rancorous with its taste. It was repulsive, what he had done, pathetic that he had slacked off to such great an extent. He had chosen to ignore the signs that lurked before him and now he suffered from the consequences.

The Russians had stayed silent for months, licking at their wounds like bruised kittens, unable to believe he had set fire to three of their Ammunition factories- in simple retaliation for the fact that they had demanded 41% shares in his East Asian Empire. And what for? Because they assumed he was too inept to lead his syndicate, and by far too immature to tie hands with the Americans without permission from the Soviets themselves.

Permission could go to hell.

Jeon Jungkook stood in solitude and guarded his territory with every breath he took, all the while making sure every decision lead to monetary advantage for Euphoria. Tying his hands with the Americans had led to a rise in opportunities, the west coast being the prime location for his business. California offered low cost marketing with prodigious returns in gambles, drugs and not to mention their seemingly non-existent immigration loop holes. Entering America had been the most prosperous movement of his career and the soviets couldn’t handle his flourishing gains.

But he knew they would strike back- had even loosened business in a few of his areas so that they could take the fall for him.

However nothing could have ever prepared him for this.

He saw your pale face on the monitor, the gag surrounding your mouth as you hung on the bar in the blackened room. Your hair fanned over your sweaty face and he could watch your lips tremble with fear.

Fuck

‘’What is it you want Anatoly…Neither of us have time for this shit.’’ He gritted the sentences through the phone and bit his tongue.

Vermeer had his eyes trained on your pale neck.

‘’Give me 30% and I’ll let this butterfly go.’’ Anatoly grinned as he watched Vermeer grip the skin on your nape, your head dipped backwards as the lack of air sent your brain into a frenzy. Jungkook watched your struggles against the cuffs on your wrists, uncontrollable tears streaming down your face, his own body tense with your muffled screams.

‘’You’re kidding me? There’s no way. Kill her. She means less to me than the trash on the road. Goodbye Anatoly. Go Screw yourself.’’ Jungkook muted the call in seconds, his hands racing as he saw Vermeer grip your throat once again. The camera placed inside the duffel bag was genius and Min Yoongi was immaculate in every task assigned. Like usual, no back drop had ever occurred without a video recording as proof. Jungkook had an approximate of 15 minutes before Anatoly took his words seriously, 15 minutes to find a solution to the problem and have you back in his arms- or at least inside his office.

‘’Yixing…I need a favour.’’ He said, clenching his phone so hard it might formed indents into his palm, heart rate accelerating by the minute.

‘’Jeon? All good? What is it you need?’’ The leader of White Jade spoke with great restraint. Jungkook had saved his triad from annihilation more than 3 years ago and he was yet to call in for his repayment.

‘’The Chinese- Russian branch in Guangzhou, Finish it.’’ Regardless of his hyperawareness and racing thoughts, Euphoria’s CEO stood calm and composed, the world blissfully unaware of the situation on the 77th floor.

‘’What? Why? It adds to 25% of my profit annually…do you have a particular reason?’’ Yixing chewed on his lip, unable to grasp the leader’s eccentric exigencies.

‘’I don’t necessarily think I need to give you an explanation Zhang…get it done, in the next 10 minutes. And expect to be the owner of Beijing by Friday.’’

The line dropped dead and Zhang Yixing had never gone to work faster.

Jungkook broke a sweat, the coolness of the high rise office did nothing to calm his fears. He knew Vermeer was sharpening his knife and he saw your eyes close with a kind of acceptance he had witnessed multiple times in his criminal career.

It happened almost instantaneously, Anatoly’s face paled and he swore belligerently. Yixing was a man of his words, the deed completed in no more than 5 minutes.

The site of the kidnapping had cleared in seconds, Vermeer left to handle the hostage on his own. Jungkook watched his men tear down the behemoth Russian with ease. He had boarded his own vehicle just moments after he witnessed Anatoly rush out of the room. It was imperative he see you for himself, to hold you in his arms and make sure you were alive.

He knew his heart wouldn’t stand another minute away from your own.

The shackles had just been removed from your fists, the ache in your arms dulling as you fell to the floor in a heap. But you didn’t feel the pain from the fall, for strong arms encased your lithe body into their own.

Jungkook.

You stared into his tenebrous eyes and witnessed an emotion you assumed he couldn’t feel.

Fear.

It was as clear as day, his ruthless stare turning soft as he stroked your gashed cheek with his thumb. His arm was wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his frame as his team swarmed around you, picking up the remnants of Anatoly’s organization. His palms entwined with your own and he walked you to into his Mercedes.

It was hard not to stare at him, hard to overlook the sensation of his supple skin against your own and impossible to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, even though your life had been threatened no more than 30 minutes ago.

His hand clasped yours until you stepped into his apartment, turning you to face his looming frame once again.

‘’They touched you.’’ He whispered, tucking your sweaty, dirty hair behind your ears- as if it were the most precious thing in the world. Your heart couldn’t help itself and it swelled at the slightest touch. ‘’How is it that everyone gets to touch you except me?’’ the comment was offensive, rude and completely inappropriate. But with the way Jeon Jungkook wrenched his eyes from your face only to rake them over your body, the anger and fear at its reddened state consuming him as he did, you knew he meant no harm.

You cupped his face in your hands and brought your chapped lips to rest over his. You didn’t need permission or apologies or intimidation.

You needed him.

He let you nip at his lower lip, let you cradle his cheeks with your soft hands, allowed you to express your aching need in the most natural of ways. The kiss was sloppy and unexperienced, his hands resting by his side- terrified to touch you, in fear that you’d walk away. Tears clouded his vision and his restrain loosened as you placed your hands onto his chest, clawing at his shirt with desperation- you had to touch him, to feel his heart beat against your palm.

The action sent him into a state of frenzy and he tightened his hold on your waist, pushing you onto the door. The force of his movements made you gasp, giving him the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into your hot mouth. Your hands found themselves in his hair, tugging at his roots as he explored you raw.

It wasn’t gentle or kind, it was bruising, desperate and pure.

‘’Please Jungkook.’’ You whispered, trying your best to steady yourself against the lips that blazed a trail down your battered neck. It was as if he were trying to cover Vermeer’s dirty marks with his own.

The sound of his name made him halt his movements. Haands leaving your waist, eyes full of lust at the sight of your swollen lips.

‘’You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.’’ He snarled, pushing himself away from you.

It didn’t make any sense. There was no way you could’ve misjudged him, he wanted this just as much as you. You inched closer towards him, timid and nervous.

‘’If you think you can find a way into my pants and leave that fiancé of yours hanging, you’re dead wrong. Get out. I don’t deal with used property.’’ Jungkook turned on his heel and left you standing at the door, if only he had turned around- he would’ve seen the pain and hurt slice through your bleeding heart. 

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