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jungkook97 · 2 years

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stuck with u; jjk

pairing: jungkook x female!reader word count: 7,336 rating: 18+. there’s lots of loud flirting and a jerking off session + some edging genre: romcom, non-idol!jungkook where he’s your younger brother’s hs best friend turned v hot. kind of an exploration of irl jungkook where he says he puts his heart on his (tattooed) sleeve bc he’s a lil poo <3

summary: jeon jungkook was always over at your damn house growing up every day and known as your little brother’s bestest friend in high school, playing pokemon or some nerdy stuff. you knew he had some stupid lil crush on you for years, but didn’t think much of it.

until of course, he sees you again at the fine age of 24 as some hot shot got you thinking differently.

wattpad | aff | ao3

You couldn’t believe your eyes right now.

“Kook?” You repeated the name again that this man gave you in complete disbelief.

Jungkook’s eyes wrinkled into little crescents, doing his signature dorky giggle. It was then you knew immediately it was who you couldn’t believe it was before.

Jeon Jungkook, this little rascal. You didn’t think you would bump into this little nerd again. Surely, it’s been a hot minute since you guys last met, and man, did he grow up.

It seemed like it was yesterday when you first met Jungkook at the prime age of 15 when he first arrived in your seemingly humble abode (Well, not really. You guys lived in a $2 million-dollar, two-story house but ANYWAY. Not the point here). It was where he played Call of Duty and Pokemon with your brother for hours on end, screaming at the top of their lungs before they embraced in a triumphant hug for winning yet another match.

It was also literally yesterday when you found out that Jungkook was joining your guys’ camping trip to Joshua Tree, a name until that point in time, you hadn’t heard since your brother’s senior year of high school. Time had substantially passed at that point: you graduated from college, got a big girl job, and moved out from your parents’ house. Your little brother was just right behind you, and after not seeing you for a while, decided to plan this whole trip to “catch up”. Your little brother, who’s currently betrothed to his girlfriend of two years, didn’t want you to be a third wheel so naturally, obviously, he decided to bring his high school gaming buddy along.

Oh yeah, forgot to mention. Jeon Jungkook has had a fat crush on you since he met you.

He’s definitely a man now, you thought to yourself, scanning his whole body up and down. You had so many questions. As your eyes linger a bit more than normal in certain areas, the tattoo sleeve he acquired from out of nowhere seemed stuck out to you, along with the freshly pierced lip ring he had on the bottom right corner of his lips. You knew he had stories to tell for all of his body modifications, and you knew you would be invested in it. The cognitive dissonance was insane, but you didn’t mind respectfully looking.

He was taller and slender as well. Not that he was shabby before, but you were looking at a guy who most definitely hit the gym religiously. Everything was toned, everything had volume, and in the right places too. His jawline was screaming at you as your image of boba ball Jungkook was gone.

He also showed up in clothes you would typically see on him, but it fitted him a bit too well. He looked ridiculously and naturally cool wearing a plain white hoodie and matching baggy black jeans, something you wouldn’t expect to put that word next to Jungkook. However, one thing did slightly change: his shoes were black Prada boots instead of his light brown Timbs. His black-brown hair was tousled around, but made him look quite literally The ~Dreamy~ Boy Next Door.

He was absolutely unrecognizable.

And.

He was hot. Very hot.

It was bad news for you.

As you began to put two and two together, Jungkook closed his eyes and laughed quietly to himself before pushing you lightly aside as he went to say hello to his old buddy, your asshole brat of a little brother. They exchanged loud banter, followed by loud howling and hollering about God knows what. You didn’t care and have not cared since they’ve known each other as you never understand the inner machinations of their minds.

You were 100% thinking about something else completely and that was the fact that Jeon Jungkook got hot.

As you grappled with the new reality, your brother snapped you out of it, throwing your duffel bag towards you.

“Get in loser, we’re going to Joshua Tree.”

Let us backtrack a bit here. How did you get to this point?

Jeon Jungkook was a close family friend for most of your brother’s formative years. He was there when your brother had his first high school crush and evidently, first girlfriend. He was there when he was stressed the fuck out during senior projects and college applications, when he was being bullied for being a band geek...he was there for everything. He offered a companionship that your brother had desperately needed, and stuck to him like E6000 glue.

Affectionately called “Kook” by your parents, he was the twin brother that you guys didn’t have. The Jeon and your family always joked about how Jungkook and your brother were twins in a previous life, and that the bromance between the two was something that was rarer than a Tiffany diamond.

He was nothing but sweet to you, having a little high school boy-ish kind of crush. Everybody knew about it including you, and he was fully aware that you knew it too. It was revealed “by accident” during a Thanksgiving dinner 8 years ago, leaving Jungkook deeply embarrassed, sinking into the velvet green chair with the pinkest red across his cheeks you have ever seen. You couldn’t help but to giggle about it, finding it adorable.

He was always cute to you, but in a little brother type of way. His cheeky smile whenever he did something terribly wrong was endearing at most, and sometimes, the kid would drive you insane with his sophomoric ways. At times when he’s brave, he would throw you some sexual innuendo or flirty jokes, only to be extremely flustered and blush-y when you shot it back to him naturally, thinking not much about it. You were simply just giving him little crumbs here and there to make his day better. It was the least you could do after all he’s done for your brother when you couldn’t be there for him.

It was when your brother and Jungkook went to different colleges when you stopped seeing him at the house. Soon enough, you moved out and went to have your first working professional job. Time with the family grew shorter and sparse in between. You began to see different partners over the years, had your ho phase, and experienced a LOT. Jungkook became a distant memory as the little kid your brother was friends with who had this fat crush on you.

Now you guys are shoulder to shoulder with each other for four hours.

With your brother and his beloved in front, Jungkook purposely sat in the middle in order for him to exchange endless anecdotes and stories to his favorite bro. Of course, that conversation didn’t happen because your brother and his girlfriend began being lovey-dovey to each other, much to both and Jungkook’s dismay. This led to the both of you exchanging “I’m sick” expressions to each other before sparking a conversation with each other.

You ended up finding a lot in those few hours. You learned where he got his tattoos (sitting 6-7 hour sessions at a time, not really thinking much about what he was inking), how his parents were (good, still very Christian though), and what wild shit he did during college (started smoking marijuana, tried LSD and e and microdoses shrooms for his creative endeavours).

Of course, you took this time to fully analyze his features. You saw a recently closed piercings at his right eyebrow, and how incredibly smooth and clear his skin became. He wasn’t that boy who struggled with acne anymore, but rather a guy who knew what he can do besides just using Head and Shoulders 3-in-1 shampoo. He was put together, and was a lot more charming than before. He was confident, sitting upright and leaning onto you with not much hesitation nor nervousness.

You couldn’t help but to feel a bit flustered, especially when he was wearing one of your favorite colognes. It felt like a huge setup truly, as you found yourself being attracted to Jungkook. It felt weird, but it didn’t at the same time.

It felt...natural.

“Yeah so...she straight up broke up with me after that,” Jungkook explained, sighing deeply, rubbing the back of his neck. “It was dumb, but whatever. She was so bad for me.”

“She sounded like it!” you scoffed, rolling your eyes at the whole situation. “And the fact that you put your all into it too. That’s the worst.”

Jungkook’s hazel eyes met with yours after and there was a moment of silence between you two. With the distant car engine running in the background and the afternoon desert sun hitting his eyes, it was sparkling with pure sadness. You could feel your heart sink as you knew what it meant to him. His ex-girlfriend was his first serious relationship and fundamentally changed the way he felt about love. You experienced that before, and you knew that fucking sucked. That was intense, and as you guys met eyes, he swallowed harshly before clearing his throat.

“Yeah...”

More silence.

You sighed.

“Well, at least you’re growing and learning from it. That’s all that matters,” you patted him on the shoulder, rubbing it slightly around the middle of his shoulders. Instinctively, Jungkook returned the gesture, putting his hand on your knee and mimicking you.

For a minute, you guys just exchanged telepathic messages to each other, ranging from lessons learned about love and companionship. It was genuinely a sweet moment that you always shared with Jungkook, but this time, you couldn’t help but to feel something a bit more. As you look deep into his eyes, you could tell he was about to say something to you about you, but wouldn’t due out of respect to your brother. In fact, he told you later after the confession that he originally wasn’t going to confess out of respect for your brother.

“It was just something that developed and I’ll get over it,” Jungkook had said the following day when you guys sat on the swings while your brother was having a smoking session in the car. “Don’t worry about it.”

Did he ever get over me?

Jungkook’s jaw tightened after a bit as he took a deep and sharp inhale, his eyes wandering elsewhere with a light blush across his cheeks. Your stomach did a flip as you looked towards the desert immediately, causing him to pull his hand away and clear his throat loudly, prompting a confused look on your brother’s face on the rear mirror window.

“Y’all better not be flirting back there or I’ll literally kill both of you.”

You turned red as Jungkook stuttered back a denial, pointing at his friend in frustration.

“W-we are NOT doing that.”

“Okaaaaaaay.”

First night came by fast as you guys spent hours building your campfire site. Jungkook and your brother had convinced themselves that they can camp without all the luxuries. So, as a silent competition of sorts, the two propped up their own tents using their best skills they learned from being at church retreats. Of course, your brother’s girlfriend and you were rooming together in the biggest tent, two very comfy sleeping bags, electronics and the whole nine yards.

“You guys aren’t really camping, okay,” your brother quipped as you guys finished assembling what looked like a front yard for the tent, complete with an umbrella covering for the fancy foldable chairs you two had bought together.

You rolled your eyes as Jungkook piped in.

“Yeah, you guys are living in luxury while we peasants are probably going to catch fish for you guys to eat later.”

“Don’t be dramatic!” you shot back, causing both of you to laugh.

“Am I wrong? I have to provide for you. That was the deal for this trip,” Jungkook chuckled, flattening out his barebones sleeping bag before dragging it into his half-made tent.

You tilted your head in confusion.

“Deal?”

“Yeah, didn’t you know? Your brother and I are going to compete to see who can be the better provider. Whoever wins is going to treat them to a fancy schmancy dinner.”

“What?” you looked up to the sky in absolute disbelief. “Do I look like a damsel in distress?”

“Sometimes!” Jungkook laughed. This asshole, you thought.

He walked over to your tent and kneeled down to get into it right after you got inside to rearrange some things. Crawling over to the corner, he watched you unpack your things with his legs crossed over each other. You could feel his eyes travel around you everywhere you went. Before, that didn’t bother you as he had always been so obvious, but something about this recent glo-up of his that is making it extremely filled with sexual tension. You could imagine the way he looked at you, and where he could be looking. At the risk of sounding egotistic, you had a banging body so he definitely had a lot to look at. There was something hot about that, just the idea of a very attractive man just checking you out so casually with the urge to do something now that he was alone.

I dare you to say something right now. Entertain me.

“You’re missing a little something in your tent.”

You turned around to Jungkook at the sound of his voice. You knew it: he was checking you out.

Shaking your head, you snorted at his obvious attempt of flirting with you.

“And what is that?”

You already knew the answer, but you let him fucking have it. Go ahead, you thought. Shamelessly flirt with me like you always do, especially with you looking like that right now.

Jungkook simply smirked, pulling up his sleeve and yes, it was the tattooed one.

“Hmm...” he drew a big pout on his lips. “Forgot. I’ll tell you later,” he smirked.

Okay, you little bitch.

You couldn’t sleep.

First of all, your stupid butt forgot to clear out the rocks before laying down the tent, leaving you with a giant lump in the middle of your back. You groaned softly, pulling the sleeping bag towards the right to alleviate the pressure, only to be met with another lump near your buttocks. Sitting up soon enough, you made a big sigh, fluffing up your hair in frustration.

You were deep in your thoughts about Jungkook. You were on hour three still trying to grasp that this kiddo turned into a man, a hot man to be exact. You never found younger guys attractive as you had an annoying little brother, so this new profound feeling with Jungkook felt strange to you. It didn’t help that he and your brother are homies, and respecting your brother has always been paramount to the both of you. It was why you didn’t give him a chance and why he wanted to squash all feelings he had.

But still, he was on your mind. In your mind, you guys were being absolutely sweet to each other as he leaned onto your shoulder and evidently, leaned into a kiss. You wondered what those small red lips tasted like, where his lip ring would play a role in you guys exchanging saliva. You wondered how and where his hands would go, where you guys would even do it, and―

Oh God. It’s bad.

Thinking you could physically run away from these thoughts, you slipped on your flip flops and pushed through the tent’s exit as the cold dry wind hit your face. It caused you to shiver a bit and soon enough, you made your trek to the nearest body of water to try to get your mind straight.

Soon, the sound of the falling water greeted you as you pulled a blanket from the tent down somewhere and sat down on it. It was then you felt a bit of privacy to sort out your feelings towards Jungkook.

Too bad you couldn’t do it for long.

“Y/N?”

God.

“You followed me here or what?” you turned around, looking at him in disbelief. Jungkook sheepishly smiled. His hair was curled up from the late night shower he had, wearing another black tee and basketball shorts. A white towel was swung from his neck and uhh, he was not wearing any boxers underneath. It was…alarming to say the least.

Donning some Puma slippers, he knelt down in front of you, leaning towards you a bit to match your eye level.

“Just making sure there’s no weirdos out here watching you, that’s all.”

“Well, there is one in front of me,” you rolled your eyes. He grinned, taking a seat down next to you immediately. Your finger picked up the utmost corner of his towel. “You just take a shower right now?” He nodded. “Why?”

“Couldn’t sleep.”

Same.

“Same.”

“What’s bothering you?”

You.

“Uh...hard to explain.”

“Is it really?” he chuckled, licking his lips in anticipation.

Subconsciously, you leaned him a bit closer to where you heard him breathe. He held his breath at that moment, which left you smirking. You loved getting him flustered.

“Yeah. You wouldn’t believe it actually,” you found yourself tucking your hair behind your ear. Should you just shoot your shot at this point? It isn’t that your brother was 100% against it. In fact, he was the one who told Jungkook to ask you to senior prom before he chickened out and went alone. It was cute after all: he finally gets the girl he has had a little crush on since he was 16.

But also, you felt that your attraction to him might be only sexual. A part of you felt bad about that, considering the fact that you two had bonded on so many things over the years and especially in the last several hours. As he picked up the pieces of your brother’s chaotic life, he came to you for advice on girls and guys all throughout high school. He was the first person he came out to when his parents were devoutly incredibly Christian. He cried in front of you a few times as you consoled him, making sure that your brother’s best friend was taken care of.

That Jungkook you know would be very hurt if all you wanted was to (respectfully) make out with you, considering that he cares very much about you.

It wasn’t like you completely crossed off the idea of dating him. He was the type of guy you would go after a string of messy relationships and eras, someone who you can see yourself grow with. He seemed to grow into someone you were 100% ready for, someone who went through his traumas and overcame them. He went through a lot of failures and preserved through it all…he has had life experience.

But you were still figuring all of that out. And even at that stage, you still felt bad.

Don’t hurt him, Y/N. That would be very cruel.

His eyes met with yours as he hitched his breath again.

“What’s on your mind? Is it…” he paused as he bit his bottom lip, chewing on his skin. “Is it your ex again?”

You furrowed your eyebrows at the unexpected name drop.

“No…?”

“Actually?” he perked up, wiggling a bit around to settle his back. “That’s new.”

It is? It is!

Your mouth gaped open as you emit an “Ah” noise, remembering your guys’ last conversation. It was about your shitty ex again, something that you went deeply into detail for hours about because it was a wild ride of a story. Jungkook was deeply invested in all of it, making theatrical reactions that were worth an Oscar, causing a lot of entertainment for you. He quipped with his own experiences with his ex as well, drawing comparisons between the two. It was nice to collectively agree that both exes sucked majorly and in a weird chain of events, they had known each other.

“Yeah no. I, uh, actually…” Where did you even start? “Been thinking about how people change so fast, you know?”

Jungkook raised an eyebrow with what seemed to be a light smirk. With his hand resting on his chin, he mused about it.

“Who is it?” he asked innocently, blinking ever so slowly to you.

He knew. This man is such a tease.

“Well, you, for example.”

“Mm.”

“Like, a lot too.”

He smirked.

“Yeah? You like it, huh?”

You scoffed immediately, turning away.

“Wow, you’re not being slick about it either.”

“Fuck no,” he made a shit-ass grin, leaning in closer to you. “The girl of my dreams thinks I’m cute, how can I not be cocky about that?”

This little bitch.

Your heart started to betray you, beating at a million miles per hour. With blood rushing quickly to your cheeks, your hand pressed against his hard chest, pushing him lightly away.

You wanted him. You wanted this man so bad.

“You’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, huh?” Your hand rested on his cheeks as his hands instinctively rested on your hips. “How long did it take for you to practice that on me?”

His eyes lowered to your lips as he let out a light chuckle. It was a very low, quiet and very sexy chuckle.

“You think this pretty face practices pick-up lines in the mirror? I’m not that little nerd anymore, Y/N.” He attempted to get closer and frowned at your palm getting in the way of you two closing the gap. “I think I’m more than that to you right now, actually. A lot…” he took a sharp breath, shaking a bit. “We clearly got something going on between us.”

He pushed back against your palm as he fixated on your lips as his own pursed together, his sharp jawline clenching. His hands were around you, and there was no going back at this point.

Just kiss him. Fucking do it.

“Kook…” you began.

He overtook your strength and pushed through, meeting your lips with his own. The sharp inhales you two took exhilarated each other as your arms wrapped around his neck almost naturally. He tasted exactly what you thought it would: marijuana and bad decisions. Jungkook didn’t hold back in the slightest, exploring your entire body as much as he could because he fucking could. You did the same, knowing that this might be the only time you could make out with him before the feelings thing started kicking in.

You knew Jungkook wore his heart on his sleeve. It was evident in all of his exes and even for you. Deep down, you know that he knew you were still sorting out your romantic feelings towards him, but the tension was out of control. He knew the possibility of being led on and he went on ahead anyways, which is just so SO Jungkook of him.

You and Jungkook made out for roughly 20 minutes with a lot of time to play with his lip ring (which he thoroughly enjoyed) and more sensual touching and grinding against each other. It was when Jungkook began to slip his fingers through your joggers when your eyes widened and aggressively put your hand on his forearm.

“Kook…” you whispered, trying to catch your breath. “We can’t…”

His hands pulled up towards the drawstrings of your joggers as his lips continued to dance with yours. In between short kisses, you guys began to argue.

“You don’t want this, babe…?”

“I do, Kook...”

“Then why are you stopping me from making you feel good…?”

You mewled as his tongue navigated through the nape of your neck, nipping harshly away. You loved neck bites and fuck, was Jungkook really good at it. His hands moved up to your chest as he grabbed your breast, caressing them in his big veiny hand and the other on your waist. His palms were wickedly soft, which sent shivers down your spine as it felt super good through your hardened nipple.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/N…” he murmured. “And I want to make you feel so fucking good…”

He pinched and twirled your hot and sensitive nipple, sending warmth down your thighs. You were shaking from pleasure as he kept nipping at you, gradually turning into more animalistic bites lasting more than a second.

“K-kook…!” you yelped, writhing around. “Please…”

He stopped and looked up at you with the biggest fuckboy smirk you’ve ever seen. He knew you were under his spell, and he had been waiting for this moment for years. What’s worse was that you wanted it so fucking bad, and really want him to just take you and fuck you relentlessly.

Let him, Jesus Christ. He can fuck you good.

And then, right before you were about to tell him to just fuck you senselessly, he stopped completely, retracting one of his hands from your nipples and moving down towards your navel. With his lips parted slightly, he stuck out his jaw.

“I’m not gonna lie, I love this look on you…” he trailed off, meeting eyes with you. He never looked so fucking sexy, so confident in his words. This Jungkook definitely got around during his years in college, fucking some 9 and 10s for sure. The confidence was that of a charismatic rockstar, someone you never thought would equate to Jungkook at all.

“Kook…” your fingers began to run through his hair before you tugged onto it and pulled him closer. “Please…”

“Please, what, Y/N?” He said in the lowest of whispers, extending his two fingers before sliding through your panties and into your folds. “‘Please finger me good?”

His fingers started to flick back and forth through your clit, making you inhale sharply before mewling in contentment.

“Kook…”

“Mmm, you’re so wet for me, fuck,” he noted. “Fuck…Y/N…” his fingers progressively moved faster as you turned and pressed your back against his chest, opening your legs to feel the full force of his fingers. You pulled out his hardened cock from underneath his basketball shorts that was previously sitting in between your buttocks twitching and began to jerk the man off, leaving him groaning in pleasure. You began to ride on his thigh rhythmically along with the speed of his fingers, whimpering and writhing.

“Fuck, your whimpering…” he whined, his hands slowly releasing some pressure from your nipple and clit as his cock twitched in your wet hand. “Fuck, Y/N…”

His fingers repositioned themselves and entered your vagina, sending shockwaves down your spine. You yelped and clenched your cheeks together, but he respread you out again by pushing your right leg down in one motion. He had strength to put you in your place, something you normally deal with when it came to older men. It was then in your head that you concluded that younger guys can fuck as good as older guys, and sometimes, they’re even better.

You felt and heard your pussy squished furiously as you lost your grip on his cock, mewling and eventually yelling from the pleasure. He was finger-fucking you like a goddamn porn star, changing his rhythms up exactly when you wanted it. His fingers that were dabbling deeply in your nipples made its way up to your neck as he choked you lightly.

“Fuck…ing…Jesus…”

It was upsetting how in tune he was with you, something that some of your exes or even friends with benefits didn’t get sometimes. The fact that you’re being intimate for the first time with Jungkook and he made you feel like this so quickly scared the shit out of you. Suddenly, you felt that you needed this all the time from him, and from him only.

“Fuck, Kook!” you screamed as you cocked your head back to prepare for the large orgasm, only to be met by a little squirt and his fingers stopping completely. The lack of release made you gasp loudly as you began the same process for him. For him, his cock just grew harder and larger, twitching as precum continued to ooze from his very red tip.

“Y/N…fuck…”

He began to pant quickly as his hand gripped your inner thigh roughly to orgasm. It was then you took your hands off his cock, leaving it twitching with more precum and him gasping for air.

He edged you out a few more times (which you didn’t know men even did), he let you take the wheel again. With his cock repositioned right next to your pussy, you two went at it, grinding against each other.

It didn’t take long after when you two orgasmed together (with you squirting through your undies and joggers and Jungkook ejaculating in his shorts), leaving the both of you panting heavily at the end of it all. You wanted to go further to where Jungkook bends you over and fucks you senselessly with his tattoo sleeved arm around your neck tightly with no clothes whatsoever, but fucking in the middle of nowhere with some poisonous snakes around wasn’t the best idea.

Also, the fact that you hooked up with your brother’s high school best friend was already A Lot for you to take in.

After exchanging slow aftercare kisses, you hopped off his thigh. There was a long pause between you two as your breaths evened out. You began fixing your hair and clothes to get ready to go back.

Jungkook did his shit-eating grin before sticking his tongue through his cheek and turning away from you.

“So…are we gonna do this shit during the whole trip because…” his head cocked back towards you to smirk devilishly, “…I don’t mind it.”

You blushed furiously, adjusting your joggers again and clearing your throat, leaving him to chuckle a bit.

“Sorry, am I being too forward for you? I know you need to adjust to…” he gestured to himself by making imaginary circles around his chest, “…all of this.”

“Kook, please,” you groaned, pushing yourself back up. Extending your hand out to help him up, he took it, pulling you towards him so hard you two collapsed into each other, putting you two in a soft embrace. His smirk never left his face as you were left speechless and very flustered.

This kid is seriously gonna kill me, isn’t he.

“Please what? I’m just being myself, Y/N.”

“No, you’re not,” you rebutted, pulling away. Murmuring under your breath, you swiped the dust off of your joggers, “You realized you’re hot and now you’re so…”

You pursed your lips together to find the right word. Jungkook didn’t care what it was though because he continued to grin like the little idiot he was, acting as if he just fucked the head cheerleader at his high school.

Not bad for a band geek.

“Well, as I said,” he inched closer to you, his lips touching your ear, “I’m down to do this again and more this weekend if you want. No strings attached.”

Of course. But that’s what he always says before he catches feelings, which has happened 100% of the time every time he wants a friends with benefits.

“Kook…” you began. He held his finger up, stopping you from continuing.

“I know what you’re gonna say and honestly, I can handle myself, okay. Like…” he sighed, shaking his head. “Not gonna get attached,” he crossed his hands together in an ‘X’ formation, “I might have this almost decade old crush on you, but I…”

He hit his chest.

“Am.”

And again.

“An.”

Again.

“Aduuuuuult.”

You rolled your eyes and pushed him away playfully, leaving him laughing quietly to himself.

“You keep telling yourself that, Kook,” you replied, making your way back to the campsite with Jungkook following closely behind. “I just have an extensive record of people falling in love with me in the same scenario.”

Jungkook swallowed harshly. Yeah, he knew about that, alright. After all, you are one of the best girls he ever came across: beautiful, intelligent, with the right amount of attitude and elegance…you were perfect to him. You were his ideal type, something he proudly talked about to his group of friends all throughout his high school career.

He also knew romance wasn’t in sight because of his close association with your little brother, which in return, got you thinking he was a little brother to you too.

He always wanted to get out of that image so he did just that. He went off to college and he took it upon himself to get into sports, taking boxing classes and working out 4 times a week. He traded in his little nerdy hobbies into being fascinated with sports cars and racing before landing a job working for a luxury car company. His Instagram feed consisted of showing new concept cars from Germany, car expos where he took his clients on a spin, and zooming through with him on the racetrack with lavish and exotic cars. Anybody who had known him since high school suddenly hit him back through the DMs, whether it’s to test drive the new GT coupe or to spend some Netflix and chill time with the rotation of people. Jeon Jungkook became a hot shot quickly, and that was something you weren’t aware of.

What he wasn’t aware of was that your mind was ever so changing, adapting to the new Jungkook and seeing him as a man. Maybe it took a little intimacy for you to warm up to it, but you weren’t entirely put off by it. Sure, he was a bit more cockier, but can you blame him? He’s an extremely attractive, tattooed bad guy who was a surefire good time.

And he was a good time.

You guys went back into your tents with each other on your minds. Jungkook felt like he was a million bucks, on cloud nine, and whatever kind of euphoria he was feeling. He fell asleep almost immediately, snoring away.

You, on the other hand, were still wide awake. Now that you two exchanged bodily fluids, you thought of his proposition. It was appealing, but again, that fear of him catching feelings was in the forefront of everything. What if he confesses his love to you while he dug deep into you? He clearly had a pattern: hook up with people as a friends with benefits, catch feelings despite said person already agreed to not, and then getting fucked over in the end.

Rinse and repeat, that was Jungkook, and it didn’t take a lot for you to notice that real quick as he endlessly talked about his endless flings during that 4 hour drive earlier. You didn’t wanna say it, but you were exactly his type. His M.O. (modus operandi) was very loud in your brain.

What if this kid falls for me? Would I mind? Can I return those feelings?

Your stomach lurched around as that thought lingered a bit.

Hmm. I wouldn’t be totally against it right now.

As the weekend went on, your brother and Jungkook were still going at their game to be the “best provider”. It was something that should be digested in therapy for psychoanalysis because it gave alpha male competition vibes to you, but you enjoyed the free entertainment. Your brother’s girlfriend didn’t mind being treated like the queen she was.

Meanwhile, you were catching feelings for Jungkook. There was something about how sweetly and softly he treated you during the whole trip, like the way he cheekily caught a fish with his bare hands (“It was pure luck!” your brother exclaimed as Jungkook winked at you, earning a blush on your cheeks), or the way he made sure your lifejacket was securely tied before you two raced the other couple down the river in a kayak. It was the way he grinned every time you were “innocuously” physically affectionate with him, throwing light punches or grabbing his body. It was the same shit-faced grin he had the first night you two did something, the “I know how you fucking taste now” thing was what did it to you.

Or perhaps it was the way Jungkook learned your body and rhythms so quickly in the later hours as you two continued doing shit together. It progressed from handjobs to oral, and on the last night, he penetrated through your pussy to fuck you senselessly as you wished, tattooed arm around your neck like you were fantasizing about all weekend.

He knew you too well too quickly. Up until this point, you never experienced orgasms that got your toes to curl or you to see the stars above you two in 3D or some shit. Jungkook was in tune with your body, and there was something super sexy about that you couldn’t get enough of. He wanted you so bad and wanted you to get fucked by him perfectly every time. Deep down, he felt that if he fucked you good enough, you’d continue to come back for more and soon, become his.

He knew that your guys’ time together was limited because you were a working professional and so was he. He jumped back and forth from Germany and the U.S. while you’re always in Manhattan. This was a moment that you two had to seize because who knows when you two would see each other again.

As your head laid on his falling chest, he hummed to you a few melodies here and there. It was a shame that he never became a singer, you thought. His voice was angelic and light, filled with so much warm energy. You felt so adored and loved, and you could wish it lasted forever.

You felt extremely warm at the pit of your stomach. It was feelings of infatuation, of love, of romance. It was uneasy to get into at first, but you couldn’t help it. As you ran through your fingers through his numerous tattoos, you wanted to give it a try. He was familiar, but you rediscovered Jeon Jungkook again this weekend, and got to know him…as him.

“Kook?” you pulled up your blanket to cover you two as the cold breeze went through your guys’ tent.

He looked down at you and into your eyes. Those doe eyes…they’re so hard to describe to people. There was that bit of innocence that was lost in them as he grew, but they were still so full of life. You could tell he was a bit nervous because well, he did catch feelings that night (he actually confessed to you about it the following day because he could not keep secrets from anyone for anything). He was furiously blushing, his breaths getting hollow and short as he tried to keep it together.

He was still Jungkook, after all. A nervous little guy behind this muscular, tattooed man.

“Hmm?” was his little attempt of trying to be cool. You laughed at his voice crack as he continued to blush a deep red.

“I’m glad we met each other again,” you smiled, rubbing his ear with your thumb. “I really needed this…needed you, actually.”

Jungkook turned away quickly as he got even redder than ever as he cleared his throat several times, turning that into a cough. You giggled, continuing to rub through his numerous ear piercings.

“You’re adorable when you’re flustered, you know that?”

“S-stop,” he managed to speak through all the flustered energy, unable to look you in the eyes. “You don’t mean that.”

Your smile dropped.

“Mean what?”

Jungkook stiffened, expressionless.

“This was just a little fling…we did shit and like, that’s gonna be it. You don’t…” he hitched his breath, “You’re not….you don’t feel the same way as I do.”

You’d be surprised.

“Kook, what makes you think that?” you lightly replied, immediately quelling a huge chunk of his insecurities. Cupping his small face, you demanded his attention and he refused to give it to you. This made you frustrated. “Kook.”

“First of all, you’re calling me by a nickname your entire family gives to me, which means you clearly still see me as a kid,” he began, pulling your hand away from his face. “And…” he sighed. “Fuck…I don’t even know where to fucking begin with this.”

Your heart skipped a beat. How deep did this man go?

“Y/N…I…” he swallowed, closing his eyes as they rolled in his eyelids. “I fucking love you,” he said breathlessly. “I always loved you. And I know I set myself up from the moment I said yes to this stupid trip because I knew I was just gonna love you deeper and deeper as the weekend continued. Like…”

Jungkook started shivering.

“I don’t know how else to fucking say it. I waited for you for so long, and all you could fucking do is to see me as your brother’s little nerd friend like. I’m not…I swear to God, I’ll treat you better than any of your previous boyfriends…girlfriends….all of them…I just…” he started to tear up, sniffling. “All I want is to be with you, Y/N. And now that I tasted you, was in you…fuck…I don’t…” he whimpered as tears dripped down from his closed eyes, “I can’t see myself with anybody else. I just want you. It’s always been you, every time.”

He broke down milliseconds after. You found yourself following suit as he continued to sob, breaking down all the walls between you two (quite literally too as the sobs could probably be heard outside of the wall of the tent).

You knew this was coming from a mile away, and you were prepared for it. If there was anything that was consistent about Jeon Jungkook is the fact that he passed around his heart like a shared cigarette at a bar without much thought and a care in the world. He was so vulnerable to everything, and he was extremely sensitive. You remembered when he first got rejected by some chick in his AP Physics class, and how devastated he was for weeks on end. You consoled him as your brother was being dismissive about it at the time (“Bro, you need to get over it already, it’s been a week!”). So, you have been on the other side of it.

You didn’t think you would end up being that girl to him right now.

He loved me all this time…Jesus. This kid.

No, no more “kid”. That’s so disrespectful to him.

“Jungkook…”

He opened his eyes slowly as he heard his full name for the first time.

“Y/N…I swear to God…” he laughed nervously, sniffling. “I know I’m a fucking idiot, but if you’re gonna say my name like that, I’m gonna lose it.”

“Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook…” you continued on, growing a small smile on your lips. “Jungkook…”

“Okay, now it’s getting kind of weird―”

“Jungkook, I fucking like you, you stupid idiot!” you confessed, laughing. He looked into your eyes again, this time in disbelief.

“What?”

“You heard me. I fucking like you.”

“No, you don’t,” he scoffed. “No, not as much as I love you.”

“You want to make this into a competition now?” you frowned. “It’s unfair, you got a whole 10 years to love me and I…” you chuckled, before delivering the cheesiest thing: “...I need ten years or maybe forever to catch up with you.”

Jungkook was dead silent, speechless. With his mouth gaped open, your index finger found its way on his chin, pushing up to close it.

“I said what I said, Jungkook. Give me some time to fall in love with you the way you fell in love with me,” you leaned in and kissed him on his button nose, wiping the tear streaks away. “It won’t take long. Trust me on that.”

Jungkook’s muscles began to relax at that comfort as he returned the kiss, this time on your lips.

“Okay. I love you.”

You smiled at him, kissing him once more.

“And I’m going to love you even more.”

- end -

#jungkook #jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #jungkook scenarios #bts #AAAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS GUY TO BITS AND THIS IS HOW I COPE W/ MY INSANITY LMFAOOOOOOOO :) :) :) :)#writing #mine

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the art of caring | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / dilf!jk x grocery store clerk!oc

>>genre: friends with benefits, smut, fluff

>>word count: 4.7k

>>warnings: so much nari 🥰, their first glimpse of domesticity!!, dom jk, sub oc, age gap, jk scolds nari 🤧, oc’s friends are mean, jk saves the day <3, lots of playtime with the boba ball <3, crying (not sexual), heavy petting, handjob, orgasm, kissing, mention of sugaring, the softest soft daddy daughter moment y'all ;( </3

>>notes: this takes place after tao wanting and before tao craving!! aka this is the first time that oc goes to hang out with jk during his week with nari <3 this is NOT important to the plot! just a cute lil ‘just because’ piece <3 was supposed to be a drabble but well 😁

this is part of my dilf jk series that can be found in my masterlist

>>summary: jk picks you up after a fight with your roommates... he and nari are better company anyway!!

“___’s got a new flavor of the month, Jade, did you hear?”

You roll your eyes, and then sneeze when cheez-it crumbs fall into your nose. You’re flat on your back with an extended arm, trying to drop the square cracker into your mouth from above you. The success rate has been about 50/50.

“It’s not like that,” you say, though you’re not sure your roommates heard, their voices loud and obnoxious and talking over you.

“I have not heard actually, the masters program I am in doesn’t really allow for much gossip time,” she pauses, sips on her bagged margarita, “at least not as much as stocking shelves or blending coffees.”

“And when you’re never free from the grips of student debt and it gets passed onto your children, then what?” your other roommate, Binna, replies. “And speaking of stocking shelves, ___ met the boy toy at her job!”

“Boy toy?” you and Jade say in unison.

Binna looks upwards like she’s thinking before she nods, “Okay maybe that’s not accurate… because he’s like a man, with a baby-”

“A dilf?” Jade asks.

You laugh when Binna, snaps her fingers a few times before pointing at Jade as if she won the lottery. “Yes, ___ has herself a dilf! And he’s rich Jade- so filthy stinking rich, it’s twisted… It's like I can smell residual money on her when she comes home. It just like wafts through the house and honestly I don’t know how you couldn’t have smelled it since you live here too but-”

“So, what? Are you like trying to fuck your way through another degree?”

The cheez-it you were holding above your head promptly drops and lands on your forehead, and you hear Binna let out a low wheeze. And really you don’t know what’s gotten into Jade, like yeah, she’s usually a little snarky and not the easiest to get along with, but she’s never outright rude. You roll to your side, the stray crackers in your cleavage and the one on your head falling to the carpet.

“What’s your problem?” you ask, eyes narrowed.

She holds your gaze, her dark cat eyes, sharp and pointed. The corner of her mouth twitches downward before she’s smiling at you, big with her perfect, pearly teeth on display. She throws a piece of skinny-pop at you. “C’mon, I’m just kidding! And it’s not like you haven’t done it before,” she shrugs and pops a piece of her own in her mouth, “it’s a valid question.”

“Having a companion pay my car payments and car insurance so I could afford my stupidly overpriced textbooks, is not ‘fucking my way through a degree’. Not all of us have parents that pay for everything, need I remind you?”

“Oswald, may he rest in peace,” Binna says, referring to your old Nissan that you totaled by hitting a tree.

At the same time, Jade sniffs, and takes a dainty sip of her drink again. “I’m very grateful for my parents, I know my privilege.”

You scoff, going back to laying flat and staring at the ceiling fan going round and round. It really wasn’t like that with Jeongguk. You genuinely enjoyed his company, got along with him really well, and little Nari was a sweet plus on the off chance you saw her in the grocery store. There weren’t any ulterior motives to you spending time with him. Aside from sex, of course, but you feel like that’s mutual.

And in college, having a sugar daddy was just a means to an end. Though, all forms of work are valid— something Jade can’t seem to grasp— you just weren’t good enough of an actress to pretend like you liked the guy after your car was paid off (in half the time it would have been if you were paying for it yourself, might you add).

“Anyway, it’s not like that with him… It’s just like a fun little hook up thing,” you pause, playing with the charm on your belly ring. “I’ve only seen him a handful of times, it’s not serious.”

“Yeah just fun and not serious until the baby starts calling you mom,” Jade laughs, flicking through the channels on the tv, “How old is the kid anyway?”

“She’s almost 2 right?” Binna chimes in.

“19 months I think… maybe 20? And she has a mom. I go over when it’s her mom’s week,” you think for a second before adding, “He’s divorced.” Like it’s an afterthought.

Jade’s head falls back onto the couch cushion and she laughs out a groan. “2? God, she must be a nightmare-”

Your brows furrow. “She’s actually really well behaved, and sweet-”

“You know? Because he lets you around her so much, right?”

You sit up, and glare at your roommate, the daggers in your eyes enough to scare Binna as she says, “Hey now… maybe we should just put on some ANTM? Watch them tear each other apart instead of doing it ourselves, with our eyes and words?”

Jade peeps excitedly, “Oooh, yeah, let’s watch that.” And it seems like she’s going to drop it, but the ‘you wanna be on top’ intro doesn’t even finish before she’s tacking on, “Also, I’m just saying. It doesn’t seem like he trusts you very much if he doesn’t let you around his kid.”

For some reason, one that you will not acknowledge or pinpoint, the words sting. For some reason you take it personally when your friends insinuate that you’re only seeing Jeongguk for his wallet. You take it to heart when they call Nari, the sweetest, roundest, happiest baby you have ever met, a nightmare because of her ‘terrible twos’ that really aren’t terrible for her.

You take it so personally, and it stings just enough for frustrated tears well in your eyes, and you groan, because it’s stupid and you know your friends are mostly just giving you a hard time— that it’s meant to be joking, or maybe a friendly warning. Like a ‘hey maybe don’t get too attached!’ kind of thing, looking out for you in a way— but you can’t shake the ugly feeling settling in your gut.

“Or maybe he’s just being a responsible father and keeping his personal life and parenting life separate?” you ask, with an upset tone to your voice. “But even if he doesn’t trust me, so what? We don’t know each other that well yet, and I’m not there to babysit or play house, I’m there to have sex with him.”

Both of your friends fall silent, the only noise being the catty voices of girls on the tv. They take you in and once they realize that you are genuinely upset, they both have different reactions.

Binna, sweet Binna, coos and crawls over to you, says that she’s sorry, even though she didn’t do anything.

And Jade, fucking Jade, says, “If you hardly know him, why are you crying? I didn’t even say anything rude, I just made a few observations based on what you guys told me… It’s really not that big of a deal, ___,” she chuckles lightly.

It makes you feel so dumb and stupid, and your chin trembles as you try to rationalize why you’re getting so upset.

“Jeongguk is a good dad, and Nari is a good baby, and you are a really shitty friend sometimes, Jade,” you state, standing up and slipping your shoes on, stepping on the backs of them in your haste to get out of the living room.

You hear Binna scold Jade, and Jade ask a very defensive, “What?” as you close the door to your house.

And once you’re outside, standing on your porch in pajama shorts, with tears on your cheeks you realize how dramatic it all is. It just makes you feel dumber and it makes you cry harder, but your stubbornness refuses to let you walk back inside, head bowed in shame. You laugh a pitiful self-loathing laugh as you pull out your phone. What is one more shameful, emotionally charged action in the grand scheme of things?

It rings 3 times before you hear a soft, yet deep, “Hellooo?”

He sings it into your ear, like he read the contact name, like he knows it's you. You let out a watery chuckle and a sniffle, before saying a soft, “Hi…”

“Uh-oh,” Jeongguk says in a very dad-like tone, “What’s wrong?”

His gentle concern makes another lame cry sound and you hear him laugh through the speaker as you jumble out. “I don’t know. It’s so stupid like- I got into a fight with my roommates and I can’t escape them because they’re my roommates and I don’t know, I just— can I come over?”

The line is quiet for a moment.

“I would say yes, come over right now, but,” Jeongguk lets out a sigh, “it’s my week with baby-”

Jade's words ring in your head. It doesn’t seem like he trusts you very much if he doesn’t let you around his kid. And suddenly you’re just so embarrassed. Not because he basically said no; that’s his right as her father. If he doesn’t trust you with her outside of your run-ins at your work, that’s okay, but you’re embarrassed because who does that? Who calls someone up, crying, asking if they can come over?

You cringe at yourself and backtrack, “God- yeah, I’m sorry. That was dumb, I shoudn’t have asked that-”

He shushes you, “Hey, hey- you’re okay, it’s just that…” he pauses like he’s mulling something over, “actually, it’s fine. We’ll come get you. If you want.”

“What? No, no- it’s okay really! I don’t want you to feel like you have to-”

“I mean I understand if you don’t want to anymore because she’s here, but I don’t mind,” you hear a baby giggle through the speaker, and when he speaks again it sounds strained, like he’s bending and lifting something up, “I just didn’t know if that was something that you’re comfortable with…”

This brings a fresh wave of tears to your eyes, but they are grateful and relieved this time. You really need to get it together before you see him. “I mean… if you’re sure…”

“Mhm, of course I am. Just give me like 15 minutes to get the boba ready and strapped in and I’ll be on my way. She just had dinner so she’s a little messy.”

“I can drive-” you start to protest.

“I prefer it, don’t want you driving while upset. See you soon.” He ends the call with a smooch and perfectly timed, cut off baby screech.

~~~

You’re not seeing Jeongguk for his money but when he pulls up in his Mercedes GT 63 S, you hope your roommates are watching through the window. It would be satisfying in a ‘wow look at him, he is so successful and I am so lucky and proud to sit in the passenger seat, don’t you feel stupid now, Jade?’ kind of way.

With a tiny, ‘hiii’ and a squeeze to his bare thigh (he’s wearing some little inseam workout shorts), you greet him before leaning over the console and turning towards the back seat, where Nari is sucking on her paci and already looking at you like she does not know who the fuck just got into her dad’s car.

Her eyes are wide and her cheeks are pudgy and she slow blinks at you. Try as you might, you can’t help but laugh. Jeongguk watches through the rear view mirror, trying to keep his own chuckles in and his eyes on the road. He puts his blinker on as he says, “She might not recognize you out of your uniform.”

You realize that that’s true, this being the first time you’ve ever hung out with Jeongguk and her outside of a grocery aisle. You coo, “Hello, sweet girl, remember me?”

Another single blink.

Jeongguk full on laughs now, saying, “Nari, who is that? You know ___, say ‘hi’!” as his shoulders shake.

At his voice, her eyes flick to his seat briefly before going right back to eyeing you. She gives Jeongguk a small grunt of acknowledgment.

You reach a finger out, going to touch her bare little foot and she lets out a small, hesitant, “Daaa-” as if she’s letting her dad know you’re on the move.

She doesn’t stop you though, as you poke the plump sole of her foot. Instead she curls her toes around your finger, smiling a little around the pacifier. Maybe because it tickles, or maybe because you’re getting a bit more familiar as she studies you.

Peeking at her overall, you see that she has a single fluffy side pony in her hair, and strawberry printed shirt on her round body. Her other foot has a strawberry printed sock on it.

“Where is your other sock? Hmm?” you ask, playfully, and she responds by kicking and letting out a high pitched giggle, her paci falling from her mouth (fallen but not lost, thanks to the pacifier clip on her clothes), like she’s all too pleased with herself.

Jeongguk groans from the driver’s seat. “Is it her right foot that’s missing the sock?”

You think for a moment, going through your rights and lefts in your head, before confirming that it is indeed her right foot.

“She never keeps the right sock on. Like the left foot?” he asks. Then he makes an okay sign with his fingers, eyes still on the road. “No problem, I could put it on her and she would leave it on for days probably. But as soon as I turn my back for one second,” he looks at her through the rear view mirror and she strains while she kicks her tiny legs again, like she’s trying to reach and kick at the back of his seat. “She pulls it off! Don’t you?”

“Nuuuu,” she denies, her eyes curved, the same little puffs under them that her dad gets when he smiles.

“Yes you dooo,” he says back, laughing. You join him as he continues griping about his daughter, “And she hidesthem, ___.”

“Oh, does she?” you ask, sitting forward, Nari now distracted by the familiar scenery passing by.

“Yes. And I have no idea where, it’s sick,” he says, slowing down and nodding to the guard tending the gate to his neighborhood. “I have a plethora of lone left foot baby socks just sitting in a drawer, never to be used again.”

You hum, laughter finally dying down, and you place your hand on the one he has on the gear shift, tapping his tattooed knuckles amusedly while you say, “You should save them, give them back to her on her wedding day as a gag gift.”

He pulls a face. “She’s not allowed to get married… but I will pocket that information… for a friend…”

~~~

At the house, you play an assortment of baby games, and do an assortment of baby things.

Whether it’s feeding a baby doll with those magical toy bottles that have the milk inside that disappears, or dancing along to the Bubble Guppies music on the tv, Nari is the star of the show. She’s a character, laughing at everything, being a little bossy, but also curious, and she’s so, so smart.

It’s while you're playing tea party that she notices the way that you keep your pinky up while making a cheers with her dad, and then her. She looks between your hand and then her tiny one, and then she’s sticking her tongue out as she concentrates on working the right baby motor skills. She ends up with her ring finger pointed instead of her pinky, but she gets an A for effort.

There’s also a moment where she sees your belly ring. You sprawled on the floor with Jeongguk, Nari using your bodies as part of a racetrack for her pink hotwheelz. She’s in between you both, using the soft part of your belly as a bump in the road when your shirt rides up a little.

She lets out a tiny, excited gasp when she sees the tiny sparkly heart. Then she lays a heavy smack on her dad's stomach. “DAAAA,” she says, awe in her baby babble.

Jeongguk lets out an oof, before sitting up on an elbow. He smiles as he sees Nari look at you with big eyes, before she’s lifting her own shirt and looking down at her round belly. She lets out a small surprised noise, like she’s shocked that there isn’t a heart on her tummy, before heaving herself up and toddling to the other side of her playroom a little ways away.

“What’s she doing?” you ask Jeongguk.

“Dunno,” he says, as you both watch her diapered butt waddle to the small desk in the corner.

Digging through a small basket of things, crayons and scrap paper mostly, she mumbles and grumbles until she lets out a squeal, a small fist holding a sheet in the air. She’s so excited that she stumbles on her way back to you both, before plopping right back down in her spot. A sheet of jewel stickers is presented to you.

“Hey missy,” Jeongguk scolds, taking the sheet from her hand, before you can. “Did you get these out of the trash?” She ignores him, her little bobble head looking everywhere but at him. “These are not safe. I threw them away because you could choke if you put them in your mouth,” he says, a finger going under her double baby chin making her look at him. “Which is something you are very fond of doing.”

You can see the way her lower lip pushes out and starts to wobble. The way she starts to take those stuttering little hiccuping breaths like she’s trying not to cry at her daddy’s stern face and scolding. It tugs at your heart strings, and when she starts to rub at her eyes, Jeongguk breaks.

He sighs. “You can pick one for tonight, and then they go ‘bye-bye’... Which one?”

Nari is still sniffling when she peeks out from behind her hands. Then with her middle and index finger she points to 2 stickers, a heart and a diamond, and you have to cover your mouth to keep from laughing. You see the way Jeongguk’s mouth twitches, fighting a smile, as he shakes his head.

“Nope, one.”

She tries to discreetly look at your belly ring, before settling on the heart.

“Where do you want it?” Jeongguk asks, peeling it off.

Her shirt gets lifted and she points to her belly button.

He looks at you with a quirked brow, as he sticks it to the baby.

You peep. You’re the one that’s in for a scolding later. “Sorry,” you mouth.

Nari’s night ends with some gardening. But the small wheelbarrow, and toy flowers, are all but forgotten as she chases her dad around, those precious baby giggles sounding constantly and she waves the mini watering can in her hand around trying to ‘spray’ him.

You watch from nearby, but out of the war zone, with heart eyes as Jeongguk gives in, playfully ‘melts’ as she pretends to soak him. He twists and turns and groans in exaggerated faux pain that makes Nari squeal, and then she’s toppling over, landing on his chest with a tiny noise of surprise.

She raises herself up a little so that she can look at her dad. Her big doe eyes staring into his. You can almost see how they both soften, Jeongguk’s big hands on her to make sure she doesn’t slip off. And then she just lets out the softest, little laugh, before she coos, “Dadaaa,” and lays her head on his chest, snuggling into his neck.

Jeongguk looks down at her fluffy dark hair for a second, before he wraps his arms around her, squeezes gently. She almost disappears beneath his big, strong, muscles.

The moment is delicate and tender, so with a soft whisper of needing to use the restroom you excuse yourself to do that and tidy up the living room. When you peak in a little later, you see Jeongguk in the same position as before. Flat on his back with his baby on his chest. He’s got his eyes closed as he smooths back a sleeping Nari’s hair, singing a soft little tune.

~~~

“Sorry about the belly ring thing,” you say to Jeongguk as he walks back into his room after checking on Nari. He’s shirtless and once the door closes, he drops his pajama pants leaving him only in his briefs.

He hums, crawls on the bed and flops down on his back, you lift your head so he can lay his arm under you. “She’s gonna be such a handful when she’s older, she wouldn’t let me have the sticker when I first put her down,” you can hear the laugh in his voice, “Had to pluck it off her just now.”

“She sleeping?”

Jeongguk nods around a yawn as you snuggle a little closer to him, head moving to his chest.

“Tired?”

He nods again, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Fridays are always long.”

“How come?” you ask, fingers absently running over the tone muscles in his tummy.

“Up at 6 to get ready for work at 8, then I get off a little early— at like 3 instead of 5. But then I have to drive to pick up Nari from her moms. Which is like an hour and a half away. So there and back it’s 3 hours on the road,” His eyes are lulling as he speaks. “Then it’s go-go until like 9 or 10, which is way past her bedtime, but I’m selfish and keep her up because I missed her and want to spend more time with her. Which is all fine and great— don’t get me wrong. Just get a little worn out by the end of the day.” He chuckles, and rolls to his side, drapes a heavy leg over you.

It’s then that you feel it, pressed up against your leg.

“Tired, but a little excited too,” you tease.

A big hand lands on your face, Jeongguk playfully covering it to stop you from talking as he groans, embarrassed into your neck.

“It’s my body’s natural reaction when I’m with you,” he explains, sheepishly. “Just ignore it, it’ll go away.”

“Oh,” you say, “Do you not want to?”

He wiggles a little, rolls back to his back. You can see the thick bulge in his briefs clearly now. “It’s not that I don’t want to… I just am not sure I could... perform as well as I would like for you.” He turns his head to the side so that he’s looking at you. “I’m sorry, I wish I wasn’t so tired.”

You hum, inching closer to him and copying his previous position, your leg draped over him now. “You know, I could always just take care of you… I don’t mind.”

He stays quiet for a few moments, but then he's saying quietly, “Only if you really want to…”

“I do really want to,” you confirm, slowly trailing your nails down his tummy, his abs making an appearance along with the chills that sprout. You tilt your head up some, your lips at his ear when you purr softly, “Thank you,” before slipping your hand into his briefs.

His cock is plump, but as you stroke him he gets harder and harder, and you keep your eyes on his face while it happens. His eyes are shut, and he rolls his lips between his teeth when you twist under the head, before he lets out a soft sigh. It lilts up at the end, a pretty moan filling the air.

He turns to face you, and you let out a shy laugh at getting caught staring and then he smiles back before he looks down to your mouth. His gaze dances for a few seconds— your eyes, your lips, you eyes, your lips— and then he’s cupping your jaw and leaning forward to give you a sweet, wet kiss.

Your tongues meet, and lips smack, and he’s subtly rocking his hips in time with the push and pull of your hand. That’s enough for him it seems, at least for a few moments. Before long, his hand is haphazardly pushing at his briefs, kicking them off while trying to keep your mouths connected with those increasingly deep kisses. For no reason, because he’s pulling away anyway, like he remembers something.

He leans over the side of his bed and digs through the nightstand, has a half-empty bottle of lube in his hand when he takes his place next to you again. The thought of him slicking up his cock, touching himself quietly when you’re not with him- it makes your pussy needy where it’s hidden away under one of his shirts that you helped yourself to. You press your legs together as you start to work your now wet hand over him again.

“You always touch me so well,” he breathes into a kiss, “just right, make me feel so good…”

“Learned what you like fast,” you whisper back, “wanna keep learning about you.”

Jeongguk smiles into the kiss he brandishes your lips with before he glances down to where your hand flys up and down on his cock, groaning at the wet clicking noises filling his room.

“You’re gonna make me cum, baby,” he tells you, his lips brushing yours, his breath hot as you inhale it.

“Yeah,” you chant, “Please- please cum for me.”

Jeongguk’s hand on your cheek squeezes a little more firmly as he pants, his chest rising and falling quickly as his eyes flutter shut. He goes tense, when he whispers, “I’m cumming, ___…”

His cock jerks and throbs in your hand as it shoots, hot, milky stripes of cum onto his tensed tummy, and his mouth falls open in a silent moan. He curls in on himself a little as you milk him, his eyes scrunching and his brows furrowing. You stop when you the hand on your cheek jerks towards your hand on him, as if he’s trying to keep himself from stopping you, but overstimulation makes it hard.

With heavy breaths, Jeongguk lays flat on his back once more, instead of on his side like he was when you were jerking him off. He keeps his eyes closed and swallows thickly while he catches his breath. You take it upon yourself to get up and clean you both off.

When you return, he’s in a light sleep, barely budging when you clean him off with the warm cloth. You think that’s the last you’ll hear from him till the sun comes up, but when you lay on your side of the bed, you feel him mold his body against you, sleepily murmuring, “I’ll take care of you in the morning…”

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sorry i keep writing out of order, but also not really bc some of you asked for this to be a whole piece 😄 NARI <3333 i hope you enjoyed seeing so much of her, she’s so much fun to write and i love her<3 i also hope you enjoyed the whole thing!! please reblog, comment, like, send an ask if you did!! would love to hear ur thoughts about this softer dilf jk installment :)) luv u guys n thank u for always being so kind to me, talk to u soon 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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cherryblossomriot · 3 years

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i had a dream the other day that was basically a dinluke cowboy au and it has been HAUNTING me, so just allow me to deposit it upon you like my subconscious drop kicked it onto me:

Luke is a disabled veteran who has returned from war one hand lighter and several scars heavier. When he returns, his family, who are heavily involved in the politics/military of this fictional land, don’t understand his now jaded and melancholic view of both the world, but also the ideologies that they so strongly believe in, leading him to constantly feel like an outcast even among the people that he so dearly loves. They’re all passionate and strong-willed, but they still don’t understand, not his struggles with mental health or his new perspective, and it just makes things worse and worse and worse. Anakin is a general, and though he’s seen the gruesomeness of war firsthand, he’s also become desensitized to it and has anger-management issues, so he often almost finds a sort of refuge within the chaos of battle, so he clearly cannot even fathom the emotions and trauma that Luke is trying to sort through, much less know how to deal with them properly. Padme is a senator and cares deeply about the crimes and seemingly senseless violence occurring during the war, but she’s also a politician and knows how to play the long game, so when Luke comes to her, he leaves feeling misunderstood and pushed aside. Leia is the only one who seemingly understands, as the pair of them have a deep, intrinsic bond, but she doesn’t fully grasp Luke’s moods and doesn’t handle his breakdowns and flashbacks well. So everyone feels a little upset, a little unsettled, and a lot like they don’t understand why and how Luke has changed, which leads to Luke feeling more and more out of place within his own family. The war ends relatively soon after Luke’s return, which leads to parades which leads to awards which leads to balls and banquets, all of which Luke is forced to attend, his heart dragging but his head held high, because he’s an Amidala-Skywalker goddammit, and we have a certain responsibility and image to maintain to the public and everyone who endured so much. So Luke has to sit there through awards and boasts of glory and mentions of battle scars and it goes on and on and on, and he has to smile and bear it and accept the medal that they’re giving him because he did such a great service to his country and-he has a panic attack. A nasty one that leads to him having to flee from a ballroom, and outside to the gardens. Once he’s there, he realizes that he doesn’t want to go back in. At all. So he runs away. He just picks a direction and goes, stealing a car on the way (this is a modern au but also fictional countries because I don’t want to get into real politics, hooo boy no siree). In the middle of nowhere, he gets caught in a storm and basically crashes his car and passes out.

But when he wakes up! That’s when the fun begins.

He’s in this cozy sort of bedroom, and this hot guy is fast asleep in the chair beside his bed, and is that a little kid in his lap? Anyway, the hot guy wakes up, introduces himself as Din Djarin in the softest, most attractive voice Luke has ever heard with his own two ears, and doesn’t ask him where he’s from or what he was doing driving in the middle of bumfuck nowhere at 3 in the morning, so Luke is obligated to have a lil crush on him, even though he’s not sure about the kid. So he asks, and Din introduces him to his son Grogu, who waves at him and signs hello, because, as Din explains, he doesn’t speak much, and the foster system wasn’t too kind to him, so he’s got a little bit of trauma to work through. And Luke just, instantly falls in love with this soft dad and his cute little son who can shift his features from the biggest, most pleading puppy eyes ever to the face of a demented gremlin who will try to eat the frog he caught in the backyard, no matter how slimy it is, or how hard it tries to wriggle out of his hands. Din tells Luke that he can stay for however long he needs, because Luke’s kinda injured from his accident, and anyway, once he’s healed up, they always could use another hand on the farm. So Luke stays, and he meets all of Din’s other farm hands (and shitty friends). There’s Boba, who doesn’t talk much, but when he does it’s always something slightly ominous and menacing, and Luke thinks that his name sounds familiar...hey wasn’t he on the news for robbing a couple banks a few years back?...no, surely not..., Fennec, who speaks even less than Boba, and manages to be far, far more intimidating, but also helps Luke with his prosthetic and gives him fun little tips that always sound more like she’s cut off a lot more limbs than she’s lost. Cara Dune (who is not gina carano but i digress) is also there, and she’s just constantly a harbinger of chaos, but will babysit Grogu whenever Din wants to brood and stare longingly into the distance (or at Luke who’s also brooding as the sun sets but shhh). Bo-Katan and the gang are there, and while Bo-Katan grumbles about how the old ranch boss had different/better methods on how to run things, she still follows Din’s lead and helps him with the finances and taxes. They all take to Luke like a wildfire, because Luke is a sunshine boy who can make friends with literally anyone and somehow manages to make Din not only smile but laugh, but also because they can tell he’s got a lot of trauma and pain bubbling just under the surface, and they all silently but collectively agreed a long time ago that they are the patron saints of troubled and lost souls.

When Luke gets better and starts to help out, he’s constantly upset with himself because he used to help out at his aunt and uncle’s farm in the summers when he was a kid, and he knows how to do this stuff, but his prosthetic is really throwing him off and his body has sustained a lot of other injuries that make doing manual labor a much more different experience than it used to be, but everyone is really patient with him and helps him out, especially Din. At one point, Din is so nice that Luke just loses it, because he doesn’t understand how Din can be so kind and so patient, and care about him so much, and kind of calls himself broken and useless in front of Din, and Din gets super protective and grabs his hands (real and prosthetic) and tells him that he’s not broken or useless, and you’re so sweet and wonderful, and can’t you see? Ever since you’ve been here, everyone’s been so much happier, so much lighter. You’ve brought something precious to us, but most of all to me. And they’re standing really close and for a second Luke thinks Din is going to kiss him, but instead, Luke realizes that he’s crying, and Din just wraps his arms around him and holds him.

After that, time sort of blurs, marked by things like Grogu climbing into Luke’s bed because he sensed that he was having a nightmare, and Din waking up to find the pair of them coloring in a serene silence, Luke getting the hang of ranch life and his prosthetic and dealing with his panic attacks and flashbacks as they come, and Din enduring relentless badgering from his friends because hey, if you don’t marry Luke, I will and Fennec, you’re a lesbian and that doesn’t matter, it’ll be a marriage of twink and butch solidarity. And all the while, Din and Luke are spinning closer and closer towards each other, two suns hurtling in their orbit to the other with an inescapable certainty.

When it finally happens, they’ve just gotten back from one of those cowboy dances (idk what they’re called...hoedowns? yeah okay) (and yes, I wanted to hit all of the cliches in the book, thank you very much), and Grogu’s fallen fast asleep on Luke’s shoulder. After they tuck him up all snug in his bed, they head out to the porch, because it’s raining outside, and the steady thrum of water droplets splattering on the roof and on the grass is the most soothing sound Luke has ever heard (aside from Din’s voice), and he’s a little too afraid to go to sleep and ruin his perfect night with a nightmare. They stand there for a while, silence binding them together, shoulders brushing every now and then, hesitant and questioning. Luke thinks about how Din had asked him to dance earlier, his lips tilted in a teasing, but achingly soft smile, and how his heart had pounded a tattoo to the shape of his ribs when they’d pushed up so close together, the fast, rowdy dances of the beginning of the night having faded to something lasting, something meaningful. Luke remembers the ball he’d run away from, how the dancing had been cold, almost jeering in a way, and Luke realizes how far he’s come, how different it is here. And suddenly, there isn’t a question in his mind anymore. He turns toward Din, who turns toward him, and when he leans forward, Din breathes an uncertain “Luke-”, but he doesn’t get to finish the thought. Luke kisses him, and he kisses back, and it’s just them. There are hands in hair and noses nudged together, and at some point, they move, without either of them releasing the other, into the house and into Din’s bedroom. Buttons are unbuttoned, and whole stretches of skin are kissed, and when it’s over, they curl up together, Din tucking his head into the crook of Luke’s neck and falling asleep there.

When they wake up, Luke explains why he came here, why he ran away, all the while Din looks at him with his beautiful dark eyes and runs his hands through Luke’s hair, which is catching the sunlight filtering in through the window and making him look like he has a halo, all the while never once condemning him for keeping it a secret this whole time. After he’s finished, he expects some sort of shocked reaction-after all, his family’s pretty famous, but all Din does is kiss him and ask, “Wait, so you have a twin?”

It’s so unexpected that Luke throws his head back and bursts into uncontrollable, and very contagious peals of laughter, and when he’s finally able to breathe again, he kisses Din’s forehead and murmurs, “I love you.”

Din, who has been touch starved and lonely for years (no time for relationships when you’ve got a business to run and a toddler to raise), tears up and kisses him, too overwhelmed for words. But Luke understands.

And then Grogu pushes his way into the room holding up a box of Frosted Flakes above his head and shaking it, as if to say, I’d like to eat now, please.

Din and Luke stifle their smiles into the other’s shoulder, and when they get up, Luke can’t help but think that he’s finally where he belongs.

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It takes approximately .5 seconds for all the others to figure out they’re together now, and Cara and Bo-Katan (of all people) start cheering immediately, to Din and Luke’s shock. Boba and Fennec grumble and begrudgingly hand over a huge wad of cash each to Cara and Bo-Katan because they thought it would take them at least another two weeks to get together. Din’s very done with his friends at this point, but he takes one look at Luke’s flustered but smiling face and decides he won’t kill them all this time.

And if everyone thought Luke was a lot of excitement for a humble ranch in the middle of nowhere, then they are in no way, shape, or form, prepared for when his very angry twin sister shows up with a himbo with a shit-eating grin and his 7 foot tall best friend she hired to track her brother down.

(needless to say, Boba punches Han within two minutes of interaction).

#dinluke #dinluke headcanon #dinluke fic #skydalorian #luke skywalker #din djaren #bo-katan kryze #fennec shand #leia organa #they just love each other a lot #and i am but a conduit of that love #Han takes one look at Boba and decides it's his life mission to just annoy the shit out of him #he stays away from fennec though #she's very scary #and she has no time for his dumbass #leia is even more angry and hard to deal with than she usually would be #because not only has her twin brother been missing for like four months #but she has had to deal with han thee peak dumbass solo for at least a week and its driving her insane #Chewwy fits right in #he hangs out with fennec and they go out and shoot cans together #leia hears that luke and din are together now #and she's like #you saw one (1) dilf and couldn't help yourself could you #and din's like #what's a dilf????#and luke is like #it means you're very hot #and leia rolls her eyes

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wizarddank · 2 years

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Boba Fett Finale Spoilers:

Opening: okay good boba is here and speaking

Confirmation the pikes killed the tuskens (duh)

XWING XWING XWING FUCK

PELI PELI PELI LUKE AND PELI MY PRAYERS

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WOW LUKE.

WOW

LMAO WELP

DIDNT THINK THEY WOULD MAKE DINLUKE THIS HARD TO SHIP BY MAKING LUKE SUCH A DICK

Okay but the way Peli talks to Grogu exactly like we would is too much, I love her. "Look at you all fancy!"

Okay this dialogue with the serious characters though. Why is Fennec speaking to the audience through Din and Boba by telling them what they clearly already know? She's like ... Chipping away at the fourth wall. Just monologuing exposition. This is dumb.

Krrsantan in Tradoshan territory seems uh. Questionable.

"DRASH AND SKAD" LMAO.

I am sorry but even if the people of Freetown showed up in mandalorian armor I don't see how this is a match for the pikes???

Listen. The pikes killing the tuskens is a surprise to exactly no one. They could have crafted a better twist than that.

Yeah okay. Boba Fett believing in that non interference treaty AND believing at face value who killed the tuskens? They have made Boba Fett look like not only a moron but definitely too incompetent to be a crime lord. This show is one long character assassination. There's your twist: this is Lucas's way to finally make everyone hate Boba Fett as much as he does.

Wow yeah lmao boy they played Boba Fett like a fucking fool.

MY PIG BOYS

Please dont let my boy Krrsantan go out like this.

Oh they're going to mos eisley? Yeah someone is definitely gonna shoot at grogu and his beskar will protect him.

This shit has been more the Book of Fennec Shand than Boba Fett. She is smarter and more capable than Boba, make her daimyo.

Cad Bane Fennec showdown imminent.

BOBADIN

"THESE PEOPLE are counting on me" THESE PEOPLE DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU. THEY DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU. This show was written by morons! They established ZERO rapport between Boba and the locals. Fucking stupid!

Listen... I love "I have nothing to live for" Din lmfaoooooo. He does this SO OFTEN IT'S HILARIOUS. He is the embodiment of that "guess I'll just die!" meme.

He is definitely using this negotiation as a distraction and also possible way to kill the twi'lek.

Boba Fett poet confirmed (looking at you purplesauris).

BOBADIN FIGHT SCENE BOBADIN FIGHT SCENE

The people of freetown with their ONE SPEEDER AND LIKE 9 PEOPLE.

Did they REALLY kill cobb vanth off screen? He was alive when the scene cut away! Unless "gunned down in cold blood" also just means... Shot. There's no way he is dead.

THAT'S MY BOY SANTO.

Not a damn thing is this rocket gonna do. The shields are up.

Yeah see.

Din: this lightsaber is WORTHLESS

Why are all these people running straight down the street? Duck into a building or something jesus. BOB AND WEAVE.

WHEN EYEPATCH GUY DID THE SPIN AND SHOOT LMAO WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT???

You're telling me Peli didn't hear the explosions and gunfire? Yeah okay.

Oh the city folk and the dune folk working together. How heartwarming. At least it would be if you had established strife between them at any point.

HE!!!!

JUMP!!!!!!!

r a n c o r t i m e

YEAH BOBA AND DIN WITH THEIR LIL FREAKS

Pleasw dont kill the rancor.... :(

Peli you horny alien-fucking goddess

Jango mention on the bingo sauare

GADDERFI

See THAT'S how you kill a character ON screen.

Actually that scene was probably one of the best in the show. A bit tropey but a GOOD trope. If you've been watching Star Wars since the mid 2000s that was a good ending to Cad Bane and a good Boba Fett moment. Not really a growth moment... But a moment haha.

If Cobb Vanth is really dead they handled that so shittily. EASILY they could have had him die where we could see it.

I really am expecting him to show up at the end because that's stupid.

Shut your hole with the fucking king kong reference lmao

He give ball!!!!!!!!!!!

Why is it --- ARE YOU FUCKING.. Okay well it wouldn't be Din if he wasn't getting beaten to shit and his head assaulted.

GROGU AND RANCOR BFFE

HE TAKE NAP RIGHT HERE

Bitch she hung the mayor??!!!!

Lmao the song is saying Boba Fett???????

I TOLD YOU HE WAS ALIVE.

Okay so in conclusion there were elements of this show that were handled with all the intelligence and creativity of a 13 year old boy's fanfic but it wrapped up better than I was willing to give it credit for. SUPER overly simplistic but whatever.

#tbobf #tbobf spoilers #bobf spoilers

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dexi-green · 3 years

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Gotta put together (some of) my feelings and thoughts about the mandalorian S2 finale so spoilers, can’t put it under a read more on tablet but SPOILERs and it’s tagged so:

I didn’t get it until the x wing landed in the hangar... then I started crying in both hope and fear. I felt Luke was the option to go to but I never thought they would ACTUALLY do it. Then it was him on the cams and you couldn’t see the color but the SOUND. Then you saw the glove!!! And then the shot mirroring Vader with the green in the smoke like...wow (also kinda mirrored Vader’s slaughter in rogue one but with less human murder). And so many of Luke’s moves reminded me of Anakin and Vader that it was just undeniable. Like it all just compiled so nicely and it was just amazing. (the cgi on his face was a lil eh but it was still Luke) AND THEN R2!!! I jumped and yelped and cried again. And then of course Din removing his helmet for Grogu... come on... it’s too sweet. “‘let me look on you with my own eyes” come THROUGH FATHER SON DYNAMIC ITS POETRY IT RHYMES!!! But of course the thought crossed my mind when Luke was holding Grogu... his possible fate to Kyle at Luke’s temple... oof. I mean possibly not but ??? ALSO WHEN GIDEON TRIED TO SHOOT GROGU?!?! I HATED THAT SO MUCH! THAT SPLIT SECOND HAD ME REELING,SEETHING. Also I wonder if Grogu is the first kid recruited by Luke? I think that would be such an interesting dynamic, I mean aside from Ben of course but... that is just such an interesting thought for this to be the first recruitment of his temple. The weight it puts on that scene and Luke’s determination to get to him...like come on. The only thing I wanted more than Luke was Leia, because I am dying for more Jedi Leia, but it’s obviously a bit iffy territory to tread, sadly rip queen. Also also I need to see a Grogu/Din reunion. Particularly I think it would be great to see them years later, I mean I would love Din to have constant contact with his SON, but of course a years later reunion would be so interesting to see the dynamic. Do they settle back in? Is Grogu too young rn to be able to be taken away and have a good connection (without taking into account any force connection type vibes) later on? Grogu didn’t get his ball...

Also i was so engrossed I forgot about the actual kind of... inheritance of the darksaber, kinda due to Sabine giving Bo the darksaber in rebels?? and that was just such a moment. As soon as I saw Gideon smiling/laughing at Bo I was like.. wait a minute... The whole time, from Boba and Koska and Bo’s fight/bickering at the beginning, to when Gideon was holding it up to Grogu, I was just like Din doesn’t care about all this he just wants Grogu. And it broke my heart when he was telling her to take it, and she just couldn’t, knowing that’s not what he wants at all (i mean who knows where it will go now with Grogu gone but :/ still doesn’t seem like the rule Mandalore type but he really almost has a no choice.. also high key feel bad for Bo. She was just feigning for Gideon and the darksaber and made it clear but just happenstance and.. not even back at square one but now stuck in this weird place. She knows Din’s not like Gideon so she can’t justify going after him like that. But also lowkey wanted to fight her after she called out Boba as not a real mandalorian, and talking about him being a clone, at the beginning but I guess he doesn’t really care too much sinc he’s so sure of himself and doesn’t need recognition from other mandalorians). I am so interested in how Din moves forward. Also I love how they allowed Luke and Boba to just pass each other lol because 😬 (also is koska dead??) And according to Gideon they already got Grogu’s blood so :/ but also R2/Grogu recognizing each other??

BOBA SUPREMACCYYYY!!!! RIP Jeremy Bulloch 💕 The after credit omg... Fat Bib Fortuna physically taking Jabba’s place on the throne and manifesting the body to go with it lol but I loved how it mirrored Luke’s entrance at Jabba’s palace, and of course as soon as we see Fennec I know Boba was coming along, and I just... oof. The book of Boba... wow... I am so hype for next December. Him and Fennec running the criminal underworld?? Pls let Cobb vanth show up because I would love to see Boba stare down the dude who ‘borrowed’ his armor for a while. Also I wanna know a bit more of Boba’s escape/survival and time with the Tusken raiders, I loved seeing them a bit more this season compared to the very brief glimpses and Ani’s slaughter. Also Dark Troopers so good. Good love it.

I wonder if the book of boba is the next season, so an installment of this series.. that’s what I think it will probably be... but also Bo and Din on mandalore?? But also explore Luke’s Jedi Temple... him finding the force sensitives and how his methods differ from the old Jedi Order. How he changes it and improves or what he sticks to that works/doesn’t?? And of course we got the set up for Thrawn/Ahsoka/ EZRA??!?!? (pls rahul kohli) show and all the other shows which.. while I am hype for book of boba (the best title) I am still OBVI most hype for the Obi wan because baby boy ani and ewan, like if this?!? Had me crying... I am going to get destroyed when that obi-wan show drops. Dubstep droids... Also I really thought there would be something to the “‘pure Beskar” line, like one of the mando’s armor wouldn’t be pure and they get stabbed... listen I came into this thinking someone was going to die.

I have so much Feelings and Thoughts and just needed them somewhere. It felt like Star Wars... it felt like I was in the theaters. I was crying and talking to myself and silently yelling since it was 3am but... it just felt amazing. It was amazing. Like it’s just kind of insane especially when there were so many times when it seemed like Star Wars was gone or changing too much... which isn’t exactly bad but it was just kind of nice to feel like it used to. The nostalgia...and the love and the hope gosh ❤️

Edit: AHSOKA AND LUKE MEET. TALK ABOUT ANI! LET LUKE LEARN OF HIS DAD, LET AHSOKA LEARN OF HIS REDEMPTION! NOW LUCASFILMS🔫

#star wars #spoilers #sw #mandalorian #the mandalorian spoilers #boba Fett #din djarin #Grogu #text #rant #I’m just not okay rn #but also amazingly happy #mandalorian s2

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miriossunshine · 4 years

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1/2 Hi! May I have a reg matchup with a boy student plz? :D I'm a 4'10 (yes I'm s m o l) girl with short (pixie cut) black hair and dark brown eyes (lookin' like boba pearls). I'm an ambivert, so I don't find socializing or being alone draining, so I'm alright in both situations. I'm also not afraid of confrontation. and refuse to take anyones bs >:) I'm generally very energetic, playful, and cheerful, especially around my friends. I've been described as a little ball of energy and.or sunshine.

continued: 2/2 I'm also a bit of a nerd, so I'm a very hardworking student, and get straight As in all my classes at school. I tend to solve my personal problems on my own so nobody ends up roped in, but I'm always willing to help others with theirs. As for my hobbies/interests, I love playing video games and watching anime in my down/alone time. I also love playing badminton and volleyball, though I'm not too great at any other sport. I have a huge sweet tooth, and l i v e for sugar, especially chocolate.

yes of course, dear!💕💕💕💕

i ship you with mirio togata!

AAAAA UR BOTH THE CUTEST RAYS OF SUNSHINE!!!

you’re both playful, cheerful, and full of energy! you’re the sweetest duo ever and can always put a smile on each other’s face (*´꒳`*)

since ur on the shorter side he’s alwaYS picking you up so expect to constantly be up in the air when ur dating this bb bfndnsnnddn💞💞💞👉👈 you’re either on his shoulders or getting a piggyback ride from him \(//∇//)\

when he’s training or working out, you lay on his back while he does push ups >:D

mirio adores that you’re able to stand your ground and take no shit from anyone! he calls you his tough lil cookie hehe ( ＾∀＾)

mirio is so in love with your intelligence omg. he also feels so comfortable around you that when his grades are slipping, he knows he can go to you for help with zero judgement! T^T💜

omg you guys have the most active dates! often times you have a little picnic and play some rounds of badminton and volleyball together afterward （≧∇≦）!!!

mirio knows all of your favorite sweets and shows up to your house with them when he knows you’re having a rough day, to cheer you up 💘💘💘｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ he loves to bake with you too and tries his best to perfectly replicate your favorite desserts aW💞

#mirio togata matchup #mha matchup #bnha matchup #mod honey #anonymous

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kakyoinsballs · 3 years

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TOGETHER a tendou satori x fam reader

(part 1)

SUMMARY: One day y/n wakes up and finds out that everyone disappeared except for tendou who she had to work together with to find out how to go "bring everyone back"

This story isn't edited so sorry for the typos and miss spelling

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"So are you coming to the dance? " a voice said taking you out of your daydream

"Mmm? " you hummed

"The dance! You have to come we're all going" a girl with light blue hair said

"Sky we already talked about this " you said really hoping you didn't have to go

"Come on" sky said followed by another person "yeah it'll be fun"

"We promise" the all said giving you the biggest smile

"Ugh fine"

*Time skip*

You were laying on your bed talking to sky and rose your two best friends.

"Oh and I heard the shiratorizawa boys volleyball team are all ganna be come" sky said letting out a big high pitched scream

"Yeah yeah we all know you just want to see ushi"rose rolled her eyes as you laughed

" oh y/n didn't you used to go to the same middle school as tendou satori?! "Sky pointed out

" oh yeah but we didn't really talk "you said

After a bit more of talking you all decided to go to sleep

*next morning*

You slowly opened your eyes and then slowly got up and checked your phone

"shit" you said looking at the time it was currently 10 am and school started at 8. You quickly got out brushing your teeth and did your hair with not bothering changing out of your pj's you ran out school

It took you a few minutes to calm down but when you did you noticed how quiet it was .

"What happening" you said, did everyone leave in the middle of the night without you?

You grabbed your phone and started looking for your friends contact. You tried several times calling everyone in your content but no one answered

That's when you really started to freak out. You held on tight to your bag.

You hot to the school but there was no one inside the doors and everything was opened but without a trace of human. You quickly got out and decided to get out of there cuz empty school are scary.

You start quickly jogging home panicking at what was happening. You passing by a comic shop and suddenly stopped. You had the Strong urge to walk in you tried to fight it but couldn't .

"Anyone here! " you said as you walked in

You kept walking till you reached the bad where there was a door . You got a lil scared because there was a strange energy coming from the door

Suddenly it blow open it happen all so das6but next thing you know you were at the playground near by with a red haired boy catching his breath

"Wow you sure can run" he said slowing looking up

"Tendou?! " you said taking him in your arms a lil too happy to finally see another human being

You quickly snapped bad to reality "what happened wheres everyone!! " you said shaking him back and forth

"Wow calm down" he said

"I'm not sure but I think it has something to do with that room in the book store" he said

"What do you mean? " you said a lil confusion sence you didn't even go in that room

"Well I'm not quite sure how to explain it , you'll have to go see it for yourself... " he paused "but to sum it up its a Portal"

"What" you looked at him

"I know it sounds crazy but you gatta believe me I still find it hard to believe" he said

It got quite for a moment you both trying to figure out what was happening you and where everyone went...

"You wanna go get some Boba? " tendou said looking down at you with his hand rubbing his neck

"Yeah sure" you said sence you really did wasn't Boba and didn't want to be alone.. Well you didn't exactly know if you were alone

*at Boba shop*

Sence there was no one there you had to make it yourself

"For a couple of beginners I think we did pretty good" you said drinking your f/f (favorite flavor)

"Couple? " tendou said giving you a smirk as he filled a cup full with tapioca balls

"Shut up" you looked away

You started walking around "you wanna stay at my house till we get this whole thing sorted out? " you asked

"Yeah sure and maybe I can stay a lil longer even after" he winked

"Yeah right"you rolled your eyes

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ghost!yoongi

-ghost yoongi my hearteu

-so yoongi started out as a normal person

-”normal”

-he was a coffee barista and had his own coffee shop and everything

-he didn’t have a family but there was a cute cat in the building next to his

-and he also was good friends with the bookstore owner next door, taehyung

-that means he a single pringle ready to mingle *wink wink*

-his coffee and tea shop was a cute lil place with an apartment upstairs where he lived

-but one day he got robbed and the robber set the shop on fire

-yoongi was so dazed and tired bc he woke up from a nap and he tripped and fell into the fire

-rip yoongi

-he was probably in his twenties when he died

-in this au ghosts stay the same age when they die

-but a ghost can turn human again if it experiences a true love, given and returned

-wow we got some beauty and the beast stuff going on here

-but once they are human they begin to age normally again

-so about 50 or so years later

-the place where the coffee shop once was has been reconstructed and stuff

-now it is just a tea house

-with boba don’t forget the boba

-just saying boba is life so yeh

-and you and your best friend own the shop and run it by yourselves

-and yall live in the apartment upstairs

-no one informed you guys about the guy who died there like 50 years ago

-but yoongi isn’t a violent ghost or anything

-he was very lowkey when you moved in

-but when you did move in

-boy was he confused

-”whoA THERE'S HuMAnS”

-yoongi actually admired you and your friend

-he liked the decorations and the way that everything was laid out in your apartment

-he was really curious about what you sold in your tea house what a cutie

-”cOLD teA whAt in tHe wOrLD”

-he always kinda wanted to try boba too

-he’s a ghost so like he can’t eat or drink

-sorry yoongi

-anyways

-as time went on yoongi actually really started to admire you

-and he admired your friend too but

-his old friend taehyung next door who died like a few weeks after him already had a crush on your friend so

-cough

-yoongi liked the way you yelled when you got excited and he loved how you always put a smiley face next to everyone’s order at the tea house

-and he loved how passionate you were about your job

-yall love your tea and boba and coffee and stuff

-so in this au ghosts can physically show themselves when they feel strong emotions

-any strong emotions btw

-ghosts can also communicate with other humans when they are experiencing strong emotions and showing themselves too so go figure

-they can learn to control it eventually but it's rare to find a ghost that can vanish and disappear as they please

-so you have a piano in your apartment that you play all the time

-yoongi always loved playing the piano back when he was alive

-dang that sounds ominous

-”when he was alive”

-i get distracted easily sorry

-but yoongi always loves sitting on your piano bench and remembering all of the songs he used to play

-he can't physically play the piano anymore but you get the idea

-he also really likes your piano skills and stuff

-and your taste in music he loves your taste in music

-so anyway back to the story

-one day yoongi was sitting at the piano and was just minding his own business

-and you walk up to the piano and sit on the bench next to yoongi

-keep in mind that you cant see yoongi and you have no idea he exists (as a ghost or human lol)

-and poor yoongi got startled bc he didn’t see you next to him and he gets startled?

-he practically jumps off of the bench

-actually he falls off the bench but that's a minor detail

-and he physically shows himself

-because i mean he was scared so

-and then you freak out and he freaks out and your roommate freaks out from upstairs bc of all of the noise downstairs

-there's a lot of screaming and luckily the tea house isn't open because you would have scared all of the customers

-and then everyone’s screaming at each other

-”y/N YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU HAD A BOYFRIEND IS HE HURTING YOU OML I WILL FIGHT YOU IF YOU HURT-”

-”WHO ARE YOU GET OUT OF MY HOUSE HOW DID YOU GET HERE I WILL CALL THE POLICE YOU CREEP”

-”aHHH HUMAN INTERACTION IS BAD”

-a lotta mixed feelings there cough

-you keep screaming at yoongi and try to attack him and then your friend eventually figures out that he’s not your boyfriend

-and yoongi looks so scared and soft and startled and you realize that he looks kind of pale and ur just ???

-so then you stop trying to attack him

-and ur voice hurts so like lets just talk for now heh

-the conversation goes like this:

-”whO aRE YOu”

-’IM SORRY IM JUST A GHOST AND WHEN GHOSTS GET STARTLED AND STUFF THEY SHOW THEMSELVES AND STUFF AND I DIED HERE LIKE 50 YEARS AGO AND I HAVEN'T BEEN HAUNTING YOU OR ANYTHING IM SORRY”

-*palmface*

-and then ur just like oh there's a ghost in my house i mean it's just fiNE its not like i have a whole business downstairs and i can't move or anything lol everything's fine lmao

-*nervous laugh*

-eventually you and yoongi and your friend get used to each other

-yoongi explains the concept of ghosts and stuff too so none of yall are confused

-actually your friend ends up meeting the ghost next door too cough cough

-yoongi can’t verbally speak with you when he isnt showing himself but sometimes he can knock things over if he really tries

-sometimes you will be making ramen or something but when you stop paying attention to the water boiling on the stove yoongi will knock over a book or something to get your attention

-he doesn't want you to die in a fire so

-learning from our mistakes are we yoongi

-over time you and yoongi acknowledge each other almost on a daily basis

-and sometimes he shows himself but then again he can’t really control his habit of just disappearing and showing up

-you eventually figure out that he shows himself when he gets strong emotions

-every once in a while you will purposely turn on a horror movie or something and yoongi shows himself what a smol ball of fluff

-but then one day you realize that yoongi is showing himself a lot more than usual

-like he shows himself about twice a day

-little do you know that the emotions he feels when he shows himself daily comes from seeing you everyday hehe

-and whenever he shows himself you always smile at him and it just melts his heart

-dang im sounding real cheesy today

-but you always smile at yoongi or playfully push him or something like that bc,,,,,i mean,,,,he is cute after all right,,,,,

-you just can't get over how watchful and protective he is over you, and in the smallest ways

-cough

-and one day

-yoongi shows himself as usual

-you see him and smile but

-keep in mind that you're probably on a caffeine rush or something like yas boba

-you are in such a good mood that you reach over and like trap him in this big bear hug

-as stated before like yas go boba

-the boba you consumed beforehand has caused you to experience these feelings

-the boba gave you this adrenaline and happiness

-the boba starteD this physical contaCT

-ahem

-poor yoongi gets flustered and you begin to notice that he’s turning color?

-normally he looks kinda gray and pale

-but now he looks less gray and pale?

-he looks more human like?

-and then after a while you realize that he’s not vanishing???

-what is happening

-eventually he disappears but he was in physical form longer than usual?

-anyways you and yoongi begin to have a closer relationship

-”i think i'm going to move out yoongi but y/f/n is staying here and i’ll live next door with taehyung”

-”yah sure like you would leave me it should be the other way around”

-eventually your friend actually moves next door lol

-and you n yoongi become really close

-like really close

-you guys talk all the time and watch movies and stuff and yah

-and you realize like wow i would date yoongi if he wasn’t dead

-you guys are already practically dating anyway

-but one day ur just sitting on the couch and you fall asleep

-you had no idea that yoongi was sitting beside you so when you fall over to lie down on the couch he sees you on his lap and he’s just ???

-*internal yoongi screaming*

-he gets up and just stares at your face

-yep just casually staring at your face no strange feelings here

-and he finds himself just placing a sweet lil kiss on your cheek

-and then he realizes that he was in phySICAL FORM and you feLT THE kiSs

-way to go yoongi

-like he’s just falling in love with you but he doesn’t want to fall in love with you but he likes falling in love with you?

-ya know what i’m saying

-and now he’s scared because you’re waking up and he has no idea how to vanish again so yep we’re all screwed

-you wake up and see yoongi all red faced and staring at you with wide eyes

-those big brown eyes bless

-you realize what happened and you smile bc he’s just sO cuTe

-you keep on smiling and you reach over and give him a little kiss on the cheek too

-get ready for the really cute and fluffy and squeal worthy part ok

-you and yoongi are maintaining eye contact but then you guys smile and both whisper a sweet little “saranghae”

-aT THE SAME TIME WOWOW

-i ship

-but then yoongi begins to glow

-like literally glowing he’s burning your eyes

-and then he begins to float?

-and at that point the light is so bright you can’t look at him

-when he stops glowing and floating and stuff

-he just stands and stares at his body in awe

-bc he’s humAN

-human

-he is human

-and he isn’t pale and he’s in physical form and he’s human

-cough

-and he’s just so happy and you’re just so happy

And you jump up and you guys just hug

-you know that situation when you’re just so happy and you’re hugging someone who makes you happy and you guys just stand in a hug for a really long time but its not awkward

-yah that’s what happens

-bc you guys know how ghosts work

-*flashback time*

-”a ghost can turn human again if it experiences a true love, given and returned”

-remember our beauty and the beast inspired standards

-but yes you and yoongi are just so thankful for each other and love each other

-and eventually you guys double date with the other ghost-to-human couple next door:)

-but then again maybe it ends differently

-this is your story isn’t it

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