#yanderejungkook

[sunshine-and-kookies]

UNHINGED (m)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Summary-> The corporate recession has your company grovelling for funds.

As the relegated chief operating officer, you have to bear the brunt of seeking out an enterprising and successful shareholder who can revive your company for posterity.

As a sorry state of affairs, you're compelled to enlist the CEO of Jeon Enterprise for his help. However, The question remains.

Just how much convincing are you willing to do?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Part: 1 of 2

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Pairing: Yandere Jeongguk x Female Reader

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Yandere

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Warnings for both parts: Power Imbalance, Blackmailing, Manipulation, inebriation, smut, fingering, groping, penetration, some nasty stuff, light choking, a few corporate jargons, jk is a dick who is smitten with oc, jk is selfish asf, threats of violence (not against OC).

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Word count: 2.1k

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Disclaimer: This is a two-shot which delves into themes that may be triggering or dark in nature. It is important to note that the behaviors portrayed by Jungkook are purely fictional and do not reflect his real-life character. Reader discretion is advised. Minors are discouraged from engaging with this content. Remember, plagiarism is a serious offense.

“©© All rights reserved to @sunshine-and-kookies. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

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"This is unbelievable", you lament, hunched over your desk.

"How did the stocks plummet so much?"

"Miss. L/N, The stock market is a gamble." Mr. Kwon offers.

"I am aware of that Mr. Kwon. But the risks we took were calculated." You massage your temples, grumbling defensively under your breath.

The predicament at hand induced mixed emotions in you. On one hand, you were anxious. Anxious for the employees who have a family to fend for, the news headlines they'll be witnessing and the confrontation you'll need to have with the stakeholders.

On the other, less dominant hand, you felt uncannily relieved.

Ever since your company, Jubilee and Co, invested in the share market with you at the helm, you've been waiting for something to go awry.

Simply, because you couldn't fathom anything remotely auspicious happening under your leadership. Not because you didn't have faith in your capabilities. No.

It was because you've gotten the short end of the stick from life so often that you've grown accustomed to it.

And now that your trepidations have borne fruit, you feel the weight being lifted off your shoulders.

Gingerly clutching the cup of coffee perched on your table, you take a sip. This was not the time to wallow in self pity.

"Mr. Kwon, prepare an excel sheet that has all the consolidated data of the company's capital. We can't afford any delays. I have to begin looking for plausible shareholders."

You could feel the soreness kicking in, as you knead the knots in your shoulder.

It was gonna be a long day.

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You peer at your phone's self camera for the umpteenth time.

Huffing, as you rake your fingers through your hair. Everything about your outfit seemed off but scrounging for a better one would take an eternity. You were living on borrowed time as it is.

"Miss. Y/N L/N, Mr. Jeon is ready for you."

You stand upright, hands clenching the portfolio in your hand futilely, your heels scuffing across the floor of the hallway.

Navigating through the huge corridor, you spot the door of the room where the incumbent CEO sits.

Knocking lightly, you speak "Mr Jeon?"

"Come in."

His husky voice beckons.

Drawing in a shaky breath, you step into the room.

And as soon as you do, you're rendered awestruck by the cabin.

It has expansive floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a panoramic view of the bustling city below.

The golden hour sunlight streaming in through the blinds.

The walls, adorned with exquisite golden motifs, which no doubt must have cost a fortune.

Fitting for a billionaire like him, you suppose.

Right in the center of the room is a rich mahogany desk, cluttered with documents.

Perched behind the desk is Jeon Jeongguk, the formidable CEO of Jeon Enterprises. It is renowned globally as the only firm which deals with technological ergonomics. Their unparalleled success transcended borders, setting the standard worldwide.

Needless to say, Jubilee and Co was a far cry from Jeon Enterprises.

You've read enough tabloids about the cold, formidable CEO to know what might transpire.

On behalf of your company's stakeholder, you'll ask him for help. He'll eye you incredulously, disdain marring his face before he politely calls the security guard to escort this deranged woman out.

You're taking a leap of faith coming here and hoping a tech tycoon like him even spares you a glance.

You hear him take a sharp intake of breath, prompting you to look at him.

His mouth was slightly agape, eyes widened, as he stared at you from across the room.

His gaze trailed your dainty form from top to bottom, eyes darkening the more they consume you.

You shudder.

You should have taken time to look for a more flattering outfit. Or maybe your hair was dishevelled?

Clearing your throat, you politely ask him, "May I take a seat, Mr Jeon?"

Caught off guard, Mr. Jeon suddenly stands up before motioning for you to sit.

"Please do, Miss...?"

"Y/N L/N." , you supply.

"Y/N..." His dulcet voice repeats your name, as though in a trance.

There was an eerie tension in the room but you would be damned if you let it get to you and lose this golden opportunity.

"As the chief operating officer, I'm here to represent Jubilee and Co."

This was it.

This was the part where you'll be catapulted out of the building by big and buff security men--

"How may I be of assistance to Jubilee and Co. today?"

You blanch.

Out of all outcomes you were expecting would ensue your introduction, this was the most unexpected one.

You were not prepared for this, how do you broach the proposal of an alliance now?

Quickly gathering yourself, you resume.

"We are honoured you have decided to give us the time of the day, Mr Jeon."

"Don't mention." His tone, though professional, betrayed a hint of eagerness.

"From what I presume, you're here to ask for an affiliation." He continues.

"Your stakeholders want Jubilee and Co to become a subsidiary under Jeon Enterprises."

You were tongue tied.

Mr. Jeon was an astute man. You'll give him that.

"Yes, sir. That is correct."

"And why, exactly, should I invest in a company that is, for a lack of better word, in shambles? Inundated with abysmal employees", He rejoinders.

You wince. No matter how true his word were, they were acerbic.

Jubilee was like a baby to you.

You've gone through hell to make it transition from a tier 3 brand name to a decently esteemed firm. You've spent countless sleepless nights looking after it, skipped meals to tend to it's wounds.

Chagrined, you speak before your brain can process your words.

"I understand your concerns, Mr. Jeon. But Jubilee is more than just its current state. It's a testament to resilience, to the countless hours of dedication and hard work put in by its employees, including myself."

Your gaze meets his, vulnerability shining in your eyes.

"Yes, we may have faced setbacks, but we've also overcome them. I believe that adversity often presents the greatest opportunities for growth. I understand your reservations, Mr. Jeon, but I urge you to consider the untapped potential within Jubilee. With the right investments and guidance, I firmly believe that it has the potential to rise from its current situation and flourish once again."

A hush falls over the room.

Jeongguk's gaze remained unwavering, fixed on your face throughout your entire tirade.

"Consider me convinced, Miss. Y/N."

"S-Sir?"

"I guarantee. Jubilee's stock will be restored, funds will be augmented, and brand reputation will be unrivalled. The employees that will henceforth be inducted will be recruited by my personal hiring team."

You can barely hear the rest of his sentence, already thrumming with excitement. Your mind plotting all the ways you can get back at the naysayers.

The resurgence of Jubilee is inevitable, now that you have Jeongguk on board.

"But, you must understand Y/N, there are no free lunches in this world."

And just like that all your dreams come crashing down.

"Pardon, sir?"

Mr. Jeon gracefully rises from his chair, closing the proximity between the both of you as he leans on the front of the desk, positioned directly in front of you.

"I'll accede to all your demands, but I want a fair trade."

Mr. Jeon's words hang in the air. You had hoped for a smooth negotiation, where was this coming from?

"What kind of fair trade are you suggesting, Mr. Jeon?"

A knowing smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he meets your gaze.

"I'll provide my expertise, my resources, to ensure Jubilee's revival," he begins.

"But in return, I ask for something beyond the confines of business."

There is a tacit silence enveloping the room.

The implication of his suggestion is glaringly blatant.

Situations like these were rife in the corporate world. Pleasure in exchange for business gains was not unheard of.

What was however, unheard of, was an employee of Jubilee engaging in such lewd dalliances.

While they were definitely slacking and inept when it comes to work and strategies, Jubilee has maintained a pristine image of possessing the most morally sound employees.

You are caught in a mire.

On one hand, you are disgruntled that he thought you were so shallow that you'll take him up on an offer as promiscuous as that.

But on the other hand, you are convinced this is your only shot at reviving Jubilee. Jungkook's assets and team marshalled together will undoubtedly take Jubilee to unprecedented heights.

"We have a deal, Mr. Jeon."

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"Jeongguk, stop please! Not now, I have to get ready for a meeting."

"I don't renege on my promises, baby girl." He hums, biting your lower lip as his hands fondle your clothed chest.

"And I expect the same from you, yeah?"

The past few months have been very conducive for Jubilee.

As expected, with Jeongguk's acumen & assistance, the company is practically thriving, now in a league comparable to the unicorns.

And it had to be. You've traded yourself for its prosperity after all.

"Fuck", the expletive rolls off your tongue as a strangled moan.

His palms knead the flesh as he grinds his hips on your clothed pussy.

"You're so pretty, my baby. Got me wrapped around your little finger like a hormonal fucking teenager."

He grunts in your ear as one of his hands find purchase on your hip, the other smoothly lifting your pencil skirt to stroke your thigh.

"Kook, I c-can't"

He is terse as he pants, "Yes, you can. You will do everything I ask you to, am I clear?"

"Y-Yeah"

"Good girl" He dotes.

Unbuttoning your top and latching his tongue onto your now bare nipple.

"Stop teasing Kook, touch me already. I'm so fuckin' wet"

He grins as he resumes his ministrations on your inner thigh, cheekily peering up at you from where he is stationed, between your breasts.

"Someone's needy."

You huff exasperated, placing a hand on his as you halt him.

"Fine, I'll just ask Taehyung for help. He won't deny me anyways."

All air escapes you as you're suddenly jerked, your bare back meeting the wall with a thud.

You open your eyes at the sudden movement.

Jeongguk's laborious breath is laden with ire.

Eyes closed. Jaw clenched.

His previous playful beam, nowhere to be found.

He takes in a deep breath before opening his eyes.

They're the darkest you've ever seen them. Pupils enlarged to an extent that his eyes appear pitch black.

You fucked up.

His hand comes up as he lightly chokes you, not enough to hurt you but enough to cause a pool of wetness dripping down your thighs in its wake.

"Say shit like that one more time and see me burn that fucker alive."

"You have the fucking audacity to even think of another man, when yours is right in front of you? Don't you fucking forget who you belong to Y/N. You're fucking mine. Body, Heart and Soul. You've sworn your loyalty to me. You've surrendered yourself to me completely the day I agreed to buy that shitty company of yours."

Your panties are completely drenched at this point and you're unsure if its because you're turned on or petrified of how vexed he has become by the mere thought of you with another man, even though you had said it in jest.

Without any preamble, his fingers prod at your entrance as he sinks them in. Your walls embracing him like second skin.

"Even your tight little pussy isn't yours anymore. It belongs to Jeon Jungkook.”

He slaps your pussy immediately after, as though proving his point.

“And I don't fucking share, so you better pray to any deity you worship that I don't fucking catch you masturbating or so help me god."

He fingers you passionately. Not stopping even after you plead him to.

"T-Too sensitive, K-Kook."

Unbuckling his belt, He pulls out his penis. It stands tall, proud and red with pre cum oozing out of the tip.

You grab him for stability as he pushes the tip in, letting your walls adjust and clamp before he brutally picks up his pace.

"Tell me who you belong to." He bellows.

Too out of it, you fail to form a coherent response.

THWACK.

He slaps your ass hard.

Once. Twice. Too many times to count.

"I-I'm yours Koo, only yours." you manage to say, eager to cajole him.

"Damn right you are." He hums, seemingly placated with your answer. Picking up his pace, he spits in your mouth, meshing his tongue with yours, while his fingers play with your clit.

You feel the familiar warmth below your cervix, as you groan,

"C-Cumming"

He gently pats your hair, kissing your earlobe.

"Let go, baby."

As you ride off your high, too blissful to pay attention to your surroundings, you don't notice the way Jeongguk's gaze darkens.

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Part: 1 of 2

“©© All rights reserved to @sunshine-and-kookies. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

[hyun-xxe]

From A distant (Yandere! Jungkook x F!Reader)

Summary: Working for Jungkook had its ups, but mostly it's downs. He's always harsh when it comes to you and always makes you feel like you're dumb. But to Jungkook, this gets him riled up.

warnings: Yandere, stalking, drinking, cursing, MDNI, 18+, non-con touching, more to be added

Your body flinches as your boss throws a big stack of papers on the desk, cursing you during the process.

As his assistant, you were in charge of setting up meetings, making sure he had everything prepared for the meetings, get him his food and coffee and much more.

However right now you were slacking, according to Jungkook.

"You can't do shit right, can you Y/N." he shakes his hand, standing up from his chair and walking toward you.

He stops when hes inches away and with every word he says, he pokes your shoulder, "This. Happens. Every. Fucking time. Want to explain why?"

You take a deep breath in as to not cry in front of him and give him the satifcation of breaking you. "Sir, this was not my fault. You asked me to cancel the meeting between you and Mr. Mingyu, which would've been tomorrow. However, you didn't say about canceling your meeting today and I did make sure to remi-"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he interrupts you, "Are you really trying to argue against me, your boss?" he asks.

You decide against saying anything, so you just nod your head and bow, "I apologize, sir. It won't happen again."

A part of you thought he would fire you since he always seems to love yelling at you for things that were out of your control and were clearly other people's jobs.

Jungkook, upon hearing your apology, smirked. Oh how he loved when you wouldn't argue back after he threatened you like this. Seeing you bend down just to apologize to him sent pleasure down his spine.

Just the scene of you bent has him hard already!

He tilts your chin up for you to look him in the eyes. Seeing your E/C eyes bore into his made him want to fuck you then and there in his office, having you moan his name for the whole building to hear.

"Such a good girl," he whispers, tilting his head to the side, "Always apologizing when told."

You were frozen in place and didn't know what to do. Having your boss call you a good girl while touching you made you heavily uncomfortable, but you were afraid that any wrong move would set him off.

He makes you stand tall, but doesn't remove his hand from your chin. His eyes are still boring heavily into your eyes, as if hes trying to read you.

This has never happened before and it was concerning you. Is this how he acted before firing people? He's usually always yelling, why is he so calm, especially after what happened?

You felt his arms move to your lips and lean down, so you decide to intervene. "I should get back, I think my husband wanted to have lunch with me."

Hearing the word husband made him freeze. Since when did you have a husband and why are you just now mentioning this to him? He takes his hand off your chin and leans back, giving you a questioning look.

"You have a husband?" he asks.

Nodding your head, you take a step back and give an awkward smile, "Yes, I've mentioned this before many times."

Jungkook never recalled you mentioning that ugly bastard to him or to anyone. Are you lying about it perhaps?

He shakes his head and goes back to his seat behind his desk, "I don't recall nor do I care. You can leave."

Taking that cue, you scurry out of there as fast as you can. In all the years you worked here, Jungkook has never made you this uncomfortable before.

Ever since that occurrence, he's been around your desk a lot, often just to stare at you and make small talk. You wanted to tell him to stop bothering you and go back to his desk, but of course who in their right mind would say that to the person handling their paycheck.

As Jungkook started to be around your desk more often, thats when he noticed the pictures of your husband. One picture was of your wedding, you guys at the beach, you and him with some old couple (maybe your parents or his) and another with you both kissing each side of a dogs face.

He didn't like it. In fact, why are you with him? He seems so lazy and such a loser, meanwhile Jungkook owns his own business. What frustrates him more is the fact that you seem to be getting immune to him yelling at you and it just doesn't make any sense.

Before you would clearly be angry and had to count to whatever number just to calm yourself down which would thrill Jungkook to no end. You looks incredibly hot and it made him hard just looking at you. Now though? You just nod your head or apologize.

Where's the fun in that? Is your husband the reason behind this shift? If so, he's gonna pay for it.

Now, he has to resort to watching porn to release himself when before seeing your face and seeing how frustrated were easily made him burst.

"You." he walks up to your desk one day, "Get your lunch, your having it with me in my office."

he didn't even give you time to question his decision as he already walked away into his room.

You sighed and started walking toward the lunch room. Why did he ask to have lunch? You didn't want to eat with him and would rather be stung by 30 bees than sit in the same room as him for an hour.

After getting your food and entering his office, you sat down across from him and started to prepare your lunch to eat.

"What are you doing?" he asks, giving you a questionable look.

"What do you mean? I'm getting ready to eat." you answer, not understanding what he means.

He sighs and pulls a chair next to him, "Sit next to me, now."

You didn't want to deal with his words, so you got up with your stuff and sat down next to him. Why was he acting this way? What was so wrong with you sitting across?

Jungkook pulls out some paper work and sets them in front of you, "I need your help with this." he shows you the work on the paper.

scanning the paper and listening to what he was saying, your eyes immediately found out what was wrong. You pointed it out and started to explain to him what was wrong with it which didn't make you notice how close he was getting to you.

In fact, his breath was fanning your neck as his hand rested on your knee. Not wanting to fuel any awkwardness, you removed his hand while talking. Big mistake.

You saw a glare in his eyes as he placed his hand back in the same spot, this time even tighter.

After you finished speaking, you looked directly at his hand, hoping he would see your discomfort and remove it. He didn't.

You tried stretching your legs and yawning, removing his hand quickly, but he just placed it back on there.

As you were about to open your mouth to say something, he beats you to it. "When i place my hand somewhere, that gives you no right to touch it or move it, am I clear?"

"Sir, I am married. This is not appropriate whatsoever." You calmly say, praying that it doesn't set him over the edge.

You feel his hand tighten even more, causing you to flinch just a little. "Oh, so now you're thinking that I want you?" he throws his head back and laughs, "Please, don't flatter me. Why would I want you? Me placing my hand here shouldn't mean any of that."

Knowing how he is, you knew he tried hurting you with his words, but you didn't care. He said he didn't want you and you were okay with hearing that.

However, Jungkook wanted more of a reaction from you, he wanted his words to hurt you and make you rethink rejecting his advances. But, you just nodded your head and went back to eating.

What the actual fuck?

You were now starting to piss him off even more and it wasn't funny. Everything thought of Jungkook's was now plagued by you and how you talked, moved, smile and much more.

He hated how he would do anything to hear your voice and to see you look at him. It wasn't fair that your stupid, low-life husband got to see you naked, make love to you, and make you moan his name.

Shouldn't you know better than to flaunt the fact that you're married? especially to a lowlife like that man? Where is your dignity at?

No matter the advances Jungkook did, you didn't glance at him. It was like this husband of yours has you under this type of spell.

His thoughts of you turned into obsession as he started taking secret pictures of you at your desk, doing your work, getting coffee, getting your lunch, talking to others, and going to the bathroom. Then it reached to the point where he needed to see more, so outside of work pictures started to flow in.

You going to a restuarant, you walking with your dog, you laughing with some people. His favorite ones were of you in the shower, unwinding after a long day from working with him.

The thing he hated the most, though, was your stupid husband in the back and it pissed him off. Just why? Why couldn't he just die?

Jungkook couldn't take it and he had enough. He needed to do something to have you in his arms once and for all.

"Y/N," Jungkook walked up to you, 30 minutes before you should be heading home, "I need you to stop with what you're doing and come and help me in my office."

You sighed but nodded your head, already up on your feet and walking toward his office.

Once you walked in, he closed the door behind you both, but you didn't pay much mind to it.

"So, what is it that you needed help with?" you ask, looking around his office.

He pointed to a thick stack of papers on his desk, "I need you to sort those out for me. Those are important meeting dates for the future."

You nodded your head and sat in the chair to get started. As you kept working, you noticed how it was past 6 O'clock which was your time to go home.

"Oh, well I'll continue this tomorrow. I should be getting home." you say and started to stand up, only to be held down by Jungkook.

"The fuck? You think that just because it's 6 you can up and leave any work I give you without asking?" he growls lowly, glaring at you.

You didn't know what to say to him since he's never done anything like this before.

"You'll go home when I tell you to, you understand me?" he says, placing both hands on your wrist to keep you down.

Not wanting to argue and have space from him, you nod your head and apologize, "I didn't mean to sound arrog-"

He cuts you off, "You've been talking back a lot these days I noticed." he cups your face, "I wonder where you get this bravery from."

When Jungkook releases his hold on you, he steps back but accidentally brushing against a folder that fell down. Your eyes saw the pieces that scattered out of it.

You froze. It was as if time stopped and your blood went cold. Your heart felt like it stopped beating as you saw the different pictures of you doing literally everything. Different angles of you working, eating, sleeping, and even showering.

How the hell did he get these?

Slowly looking up at him, you expected Jungkook to be embarrassed and start making excuses, but he didn't.

Instead, he gives you a smirk and bends down to pick up on specific picture of you in the bathroom, drying yourself off after showering.

"This is my favorite one. You look sexy here."

Hearing those words sent chills down your spine. That picture was taken two nights ago after you and your husband had sex. Was he waiting outside your house for these?

"W-what the hell?" you muttered, eyes wide as you pick up more pictures. "You sick bastard!" you yell, "What i-is this!?"

He sighs as if you were the one bothering him, as if this was no big deal. "Obviously these are pictures of you. What else would it be?"

That was enough to make you stand up and run towards the door to leave. It was locked.

You tried unlocking it, but it needed to be unlocked with a key, which made you surprised as this was never there before.

"Changed out the handles two weeks ago. You'll need a key to unlock it from here." he smirks, walking toward you.

You back up into the corner, holding your hands out to prevent him coming any further, "P-please stop!" you stutter out, tears pouring down your face, "I'll do anything! I promise I won't speak of this to anyone!" you pleaded.

Jungkook laughed and shook his head, "Don't you understand, Y/N? You've been plaguing my mind for months now. Why? I don't know, but you just can't leave my mind and it bothers me." he places a had on your shoulder and rubs it lovingly, "I just had to take action and get you for myself. Needed to see why I wanted you."

Tears after tears kept rolling down your face as you pleaded with him. "Please, I'm married Jungkook. I am 100% sure there are prettier girls than me who you kill to be with you."

He shakes his head, "You don't seem to understand, Y/N. You think you having a husband will stop me? When I want something, I get it no matter what. Ever since you've been in my mind, other women have been nothing but a burden to me. You are the one I want, the one i need."

He brings you closer to him and places his forehead on your own, rubbing his hands everywhere on your body. You smelt amazing and he needed to taste you.

Bringing up your chin and having you look at him, he smiles before capturing your lips in a long, hungry kiss. Everything felt perfect and he knew you were the one.

After pulling away, he keeps staring at you.

"Please! Just a kiss and let me go! I won't tell a soul, you have my work Jungkook!"

He chuckles before taking your hand and placing it on his clothed member. "I can't. You did this to me and it needs to be fixed. Maybe after I'll let you go."

Jungkook pushes you to your knees and unbuckles his belt and taking out his member. "Go ahead, be a good girl and fix it."

Feeling your hand grab onto it sent him to heaven and back. That was enough to make him bust but he needed to stay strong. You were perfect and seeing you on your knees was enough to make him weak.

Yeah, you're not going anywhere after this.

(should I make a part 2 to this? idk)

you can request any stories with any kpop groups!

[blessedtobebangtan]

jungkook 3 :D

<3

" don’t you ever raise your voice at me. ”

trigger warning(s): mentions of murder, mafia, brutal beatings, suggestion of sex, cursing, manhandling, yandere themes

word count: 3K

a/n: this might be my last post for a while because i think im beginning to fall back into an episode of depression and i don’t know when i will have the motivation to write again but i mat need to write to feel some normalcy, i guess we’ll just have to see!! but please enjoy and apologies for any spelling errors it’s 2am where i live and im TIRED! also thank you for all of the love on the latest post before this one <3 enjoy and stay safe xoxo

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You brushed through you h/c hair softly as your mind was suspended into nothing. You couldn’t really process anything lately, you were stressed to say the least.

Between work, your boyfriend Jungkook and his work. His foul, inhumane, scarring work. When you met the mysterious, charming man you could never have imagined his day to day life in a million years. From simple meetings of heists and information theft to brutal interrogations performed by his men or commonly himself.

It was still a lot after 3 years because how could it ever not be. No matter what Jungkook did, you adapted. If he needed to go into the field for a mission, you could be left alone for weeks at a time with the company of bodyguards to keep you from harm's way. If an important deal fell through, Jungkook would be so tense and angered, you had to walk on eggshells with everything you did or said. If Jungkook had to go on business to another country, of course he would bring you whether or not you wanted to come, making you fall behind in your own work and having to work twice as hard to be up to speed.

You were drained- mentally, physically and emotionally. You were at a breaking point, you had been for a while, but of course you never spoke your mind in fear of how things would turn out.

“ Y/N ?”

You finished brushing your hair into a convenient bun on the back of your head, “ I’m upstairs.”, you yelled back.

Like tonight, a perfect example. It is 20 minutes after midnight and Jungkook has just strolled into the house without a call, text or a damn email since he left this morning. The problem is he wants everything to be sunshine and rainbows with you without the work of it.

The door of your shared bedroom slowly opened revealing your self-assured, over-achieving boyfriend.

“ Babe ?”

You peaked from the expensively-innovated washroom with an unreadable expression. You locked eyes with him and his eyes showed a kind, sweet gaze even after leaving you worried all day.

He wore all black attire, black denim jeans, black long-sleeved button-up, his signature black combat boots and a leather jacket to top it off. You couldn’t lie- he was unbelievably handsome. Even if you weren’t happy with him, he was still the charmer you met from the beginning.

As your eyes came back up, his eyes were already on you. His eyes locked on the silk, white nightdress you wore that stopped right above your thigh. As his eyes traveled he found himself locked on your hardened nipples that showed perfectly through the silk from the cold breeze. His sweet gaze had turned dark and lustful causing your cheeks to burn up in surprise.

Clearing your throat and smiling awkwardly, Jungkook raised his eyebrow with a smirk that made you melt intensely, “ How was work, today ?”, you asked, turning back to the mirror to take off the remainder of your jewelry.

It was almost silent as his soft hum echoed through the master bedroom, “ It was work, nothing special.”

He told you this, but you knew better. After so many years, you learned to decode his white lies. Nothing special means it was gruesome and violent, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

You rolled your eyes to yourself and sighed, “ Must’ve been a little busy, yeah ?”. So busy, he couldn’t contact you once.

Jungkook sat on the bed pulling off his shoes and shrugged, “ Not really, basically just some paperwork and meetings.”

As you pulled off your diamond necklace, a gift from Jungkook to make up for his childish behavior, you nodded, “ Then maybe I could accompany you since it’s boring as of late.”

It was quiet as you heard him shuffling around. Gently, you placed the necklace into your jewelry box along with your other pieces and wondered how many of the pieces were a genuine gift and how many were an indirect apology from Jungkook.

You slightly jumped and felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around your torso just below your breasts. But, relaxed a bit as Jungkook rested his head on the crook of your neck.

“ Kook, what are you doing ?”, you asked softly, asking a question that wasn’t exactly for this moment in time, but a question for the entirety of your relationship.

“ I was gone all day, I want to hold my baby, is that a crime ?”, his voice smug and proud.

You said nothing, shutting the lid of your jewelry box and looking up at your reflection in the mirror. Jungkook looked into your eyes through the reflection smirking slightly, one of his large hands staying on the cusp of your breasts and the other traveling down your body to rest on your hip.

He changed from his work clothes into a simple pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt, all he needed to drive you crazy.

“ I missed you, princess, real bad.”, he whispered and began to leave soft, wet kisses on your exposed neck. Your knees began to go a bit weak and the butterflies in your stomach went wild.

Of course he was being needy when you were fed up with his behavior, could you ever break the cycle ?

It was silent other than your slow inhales and shaky exhales. His hand that sat on your hip began to raise the end of the silk fabric gently.

“ I know you missed me too, baby, you don’t have to be shy.”Jungkook spoke in the voice you heard when he was dealing with a partner and needed to persuade the other party. God, it always works wonders for him. And, now you.

His hand ventured down from the top of your thigh to in-between your legs, his slender fingers pulled at the waistband of your black panties making you gasp lightly at the contact.

“ Kook, we need to have a talk.”, you managed to get out somehow during your trance.

“ We can talk as soon as I get done making up for lost time, princess.”, his words came off his tongue clearly and seductively.

As much as you wanted him to fuck you, your mind caught a glimpse of Jungkook beating up someone for not paying his debt when it was owed. You thought of the beating turning deadly and that maybe this person died after being beaten so brutally. You pictured your boyfriend having his body disposed of and any evidence thrown away. How could you let those same evil hands touch you ? You caught his hand quickly and shook your head at him through the mirror.

“ I'd rather we talk now.”

His hand fell from your body and his arms crossed at your words, a worried expression sketching over his face waiting for you to speak.

In the silence you pondered about whether or not you should speak your mind for once or just apologize and let him have his way. But, the look of concern on his face pushed you over the edge into a pool of confidence.

“ I want you to leave the mafia.”, you said, turning from the mirror and looking up at him with soft eyes. At first a small chuckle left his lips thinking you must be joking with him, but after seeing you purse your lips and look to the ground nervously, his face dropped.

“ There’s no fucking way you’re serious, is there ?”, he asked you rhetorically.

“ Kook, I know it sounds crazy, bu-”

Jungkook scoffed, turned from you and walked out of the bathroom. Your eyebrows knitted together in irritation at his rude behavior. Of course when you had something to say, he had to act so childish. You stood in the doorway of the bathroom watching as he sat down on the bed and rubbed his temples.

“ Listen, I had a long day and I really don’t want to argue, Y/N.”

“ It isn’t arguing, I’m trying to talk to my boyfriend about something that is bothering me and you just don’t want to listen as usual..”

He bodded with an ironic smirk on his face, “ You’re right, I don’t want to come home to hear you bitch about things that don’t directly affect you, I just want to fuck you and tell you how much I love and adore you. You know me so well.”

It was your turn to scoff and raise your voice a bit, “ I’ve never been this stressed in my fucking life, Kook, I’m always worried about you, my career and our future. Everything that you’ve gone through, I’ve been right by your side and I always felt the consequences of being in this relationship- the good and the bad.”, you finished with a determined look on your face.

He looked up from the ground, concentrating on your words, but he didn’t seem bothered at all. In fact, he seemed relaxed and even more bored of the conversation, “ I know you make a lot of sacrifices for me and my work, I am so thankful for that, but I can’t give it up because it isn’t just my job it is my life.”, he explained simply making you feel guilty for bringing it up.

Jungkook walked over to you, towering over your body in intimidation, he smiled sweetly looking down at your blank eyes, “ How about we forget this whole thing and just watch a movie, yeah ?”

“ Will you fucking take me serious, Jungkook.”, you stated coldy pushing past him.

Jungkook followed in behind you and stopped a few feet away from you as you stopped in your tracks.

“ I don’t know how much I can handle this lifestyle, it’s making me go a little crazy and I don’t want to put my health in last place as I’ve done before, I want to be with you and be happy.”

Your boyfriend nodded before walking over the bed and sitting down, “ Okay, so what does that really mean, y-you don’t love me anymore.”, his voice becoming unstable as he thought of you finding another man and being in love with someone other than himself. His temper couldn’t help but rise as he looked over at you with a raised eyebrow.

You turned over at him hearing his tone changed immediately shaking your head, “ Of course not, I just don’t want prioritize everything else over my well-being, I love you and I would stay by your side through anything, but I was lately I’ve been thinking about a life where we have a permanent home, a little family and.. I don’t have to imagine you not coming back home to me.”, you finished with a gloss in your eyes and Jungkook with a softened gaze.

“ I mean, I really do understand you’re still trying to prove something to your father, but I-“

He laughed softly at your accusation although you were right, he always made his father proud by being the best at everything he did and turning away from the family business isn’t something he would approve of even from beyond the grave.

“ Babe, I don’t have to prove shit to anyone- especially a dead man.”, he told you with a faux-unfazed tone.

“ Okay, so then, why don’t you turn away from this life, so we could be a normal couple, be a normal family.”

“ Y/N, this is my normal. You forget I wasn’t just brought into this ten years ago, it’s always been my fucking life.”

“ Sometimes I think you say stupid shit just for attention, Y/N.”

You crossed your arms in defense and glared over at him, “ Stupid shit ? Stupid shit is having to wait hours after midnight worried sick and not knowing if you’ll come back home. Stupid shit is not being able to get comfortable in one place for more than a few months because you’re somebody’s fucking target.”, you spat at him with a sharp tone.

Jungkook tongue the inside of his cheek trying to repress his fiery anger begging to show you your place, but his sane side held him back. He stared over to you with an agitated gaze and shook his head, “ You know what, I don’t have time for this. I have to be out in the morning.”. 

“ Time ?”, you scoffed tears brimming your eyes in frustration and built up anger, “ You had all the time in the world to shut out my cries and fuck me to sleep twenty minutes ago, Jungkook.”

He laughed to himself being caught off guard, but you found nothing funny at all. A tear fell from your eye, but as quickly as it fell you wiped your cheek, “ I’m fucking serious. You pick and choose what things are worth the great Jeon Jungkook’s time and apparently, my concerns don’t fit into your frame, huh ?”

Jungkook laid back on his side of the bed propping his head up with a muscular, fully-tattooed arm eyeing you with a knowing smile. A smile that he always used in arguments to try and crack you up, to get you to take a step back and apologize for getting so angry over nothing. Except this wasn’t nothing, this was your fucking life and you’d be damned if you kept backing down from him.

You nodded with the same amount of vengeance in your expression, you threw your hands in the air and clicked your tongue on the roof of your mouth, “ Since you love to have your options and be able to pick and choose your destiny, I have one for you.”

Jungkook shuffled in his spot with interest and nodded for you to continue, even though you were going to no matter what he said.

“ The mafia or me.”

“ Choose between my life-long work, my family’s legacy, the foundation of my name ?”, he repeated to make sure he heard you correctly with an eyebrow raised, you just stared at his relaxed position, “ Don’t be fucking crazy, Y/N, no such desicion exists

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words in humiliation and the tears beginning to fill your eyes once more. How dare he not choose the woman who’s been at his side, aided him in his time of need and done everything he asked of you. Fuck him and his love.

“ Then, I will make it for you.”

He watched as you walked to the closet and put on your Yves Saint Laurent zip-up he’d bought you for your birthday last year. You slid on a pair of Yeezy slides with a light gray color, another gift from your soon to be ex-boyfriend according to you words and actions.

Jungkook sat up from his position realizing how serious you might be, that you might actually leave him. You looked at him once more holding the ends of your jacket

“ Come on, princess, let’s be rationa-”

“ FUCK YOU”, you yelled in a swift turn of events as if you’d been waiting to use the two emergency words all night.

Now, in the very moment, your mind wasn’t concerned with the profile of the man you were speaking to. You didn’t seem to remember the murder or the man who would brutally beat up disrespectful victims, you just felt that you needed to release your anger in anyway. Only a couple seconds after, you realized how this might be trouble for your well-being.

You turned from him and began your walk to the door that now seemed to be miles away as you tried your best to ignore the loud footsteps that seemed to be quickly approaching your body. You held your breath and tried to at least make it to the door just as your hand connected to the doorknob. His voice spoke up, loud and clear to anyone with the intent to live.

" Don't fucking open that door.", his voice echoed, infinitely in your brain and once through the room.

You thought once more and asked yourself what he would do if you actually left and to that you answered, ‘ Jungkook would never hurt me.” With that response, you began to turn the golden knob.

Before you could pull the door open, you felt a pair of strong hands pull you by your forearms with such strength and effortlessly pull you back, spinning you and pushing you back against the door. You groaned in pain feeling your back collide with the metal door with all of his might.

“ Shit.”, you attempted to fall forward in distress, but you were pushed back once more with a little less force, but not zero.

You looked up at your attacker still in pain and shocked, realizing he actually put his hands on you, you guys got in pretty bad fights, but he never made you feel like he might hurt you physically. Jungkook stared down at you with a look of disappointment and vexation as if looks could kill you’d be six feet under. His body pressing you further into the door with no room to breathe yout shaky breaths.

“ Don’t you ever raise your voice at me. I let you slide with everything else you've said to me.", he placed one of his hands on your cheek and gripped your chin forcefully making you look deeper into his eyes, " but you will never again in your life disrespect me like that.”

You just nodded, too scared to speak back as he was silent and just stared at you with a look of crazy that almost seemed animated, he moved his hand from your chin, delicately rubbing your bottom lip in contrast to his hold on you.

“ I cannot leave my life behind, but I can’t let you leave me either.”, he whispered against your lips as if the secret was made clear by his actions, he leaned closer laying his forehead on top of yours, “ You understand that, right ?”

You parted your lips as a sound barely audible fell from your lips, “ Y-yes.”

“ I love you more than life itself, I need you to be with me.”. Jungkook put a little bit of space between you once more allowing you to regain steady breaths. He unzipped your jacket gently pulling it from your skin as you allowed him effortlessly.

“ So, let’s just lie down and come back to this in the morning, yeah ?”Jungkook asked with a dark gleam in his eyes that you’d never recognized before and a sinister smile that would be engraved in your mind.

Scared for your life and still in shock of his psychotic behavior that was gone in a flash you nodded slowly and took hold of his hand as he guided you back to the bed. And as much as he would apologize for his flash of anger and promise it was a one-time thing and that you didn’t have to worry about him acting so harsh in the future, it was never the last time.

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[timmytoeieee]

Is there anyone here have a copy of brother knows best of cosmostae?? #jungkookxreader #cosmostar #yanderejungkook

[aajjks]

https://www.tumblr.com/darkestcorners/665793349676138496/pairings-yanderejungkook-x-reader-f-genre

Uh- this is what I was talking about the dark Jk fanfic… even the writer said that he is more sadistic in this.

Honestly, I loved darkestcorners work! I have read this one it’s awesome but dark so viewer discretion is advised

[pixicunt]

Kintsukuroi

WARNING ! love hurts,it causes anger, jealously obsession, WHY DONT YOU LOVE ME BACK?!

part 2 with officer JK is here

Jungkook x reader, (Jimin x reader)

word count - 3K

warnings - noncon, delusional Jungkook, yandere Jungkook, lovesick Jungkook, handcuffs, rich Park Jimin, officer Jungkook, mentions of past Jikook, toxic jikook, sex duh, mention of chocking, kidnapping, somnophilia, brief mention of drugs and alcohol, 

The angry voice of Jimin vibrated through the phone piercing Jungkook's ear as he winces from the loud volume, his heavy eyes already rolling at the tone. "

"WHY HAVNT YOU FOUND HER YET, YOU HAVE ACCSES TO THE ENTIRE FUCKING CITY, YOUR A FUCKING POLICE OFFICER SO DO YOUR FUCKING JOB!"

Jungkook's eyes glazed over as he took a deep breathe in, not really hearing or wanting to hear what the man had to say, trying to stifle a moan that begs to unleash from his throat.

"I'm sorry iv been searching in my free time but its not like i can put out a missing person report"

Jungkook bites his lip hard, the pain distracting him from moaning into the phone, his slow thrust not loud enough to be picked up over the other end of the call.

he would be dead if Jimin heard the sloppy sounds of your wet cunt sucking him in.

"I did tell you to install cameras in your home to keep an eye on her"

He tips his head back in bliss from the tight squeeze of your walls, putting the phone on speaker and throwing it onto the bed so he could get a better angle of your cunt. his fingers gripping your thighs as he lifts them for leverage.

your unconscious body moving wither every thrust of his cock inside you and your breasts bouncing every time he sinks himself inside of you.it was a sight he could get used to.

Jimins voice filled the room again, Jungkook pulling out to the tip to ease himself back in slowly.

"don't get smart with me, you work for me remember, don't you forget who gave you that job and i can easily take it away"

Jungkook halted his thrusts, scoffing at the obvious bluff.

"did you give me this job to benefit me or yourself"

"dont get too brave Jungkook, did you forget where you came from, you were my pet once weren't you, you seem to forget "

Jungkook flushed red at the memories , his cock twitching inside of you as he rocked into you his tongue residing in the corner of his mouth, rolling at the side of his cheek as he fucks you open slowly in concentration.

"once i get my hands on her I'm going to break her legs , keep her as my little basement doll. what do you think Jungkook?, should i break her jaw so i can use her mouth whenever i want" Jungkook really does moan this time, fucking your body so well its a shame you were not awake to feel it.

"holy shit are you getting off to this, your sick Jungkook, so fucking disgusting"

he could feel the smirk in his voice, his skin flushing red as he finally bottoms out inside of you, having edged himself to savor the feeling of you.

 his cum oozes from your hole, moaning at the sight as shame eats at his skin having just cum inside you while Jimin was still on the phone. 

having not being able to really show you how much he loves you the first time you had sex in Jimin's bed, you were barley coherent from the stream of drugs Jimin used he doubts you even remember. he would make it up to you.

The phone knocks off the bed with a crack, the line going dead and his phone screen cracked. he curses as he pulls out of you, having cum a lot sooner then he wanted, he would have to build a endurance because he was planning on fucking you all over his house, never wants your holes to be empty.

he doesn't pull the plug from your ass , pulling at the diamond plug before letting it sink back into you with a look of awe in his eyes. 

oh if you were awake the way you would writhe on the bed with his name on your lips, he couldn't wait for you to wake up, he may have been a little harsh in his panicked state.

Remembering how panicked he was when you ran towards the door, the teeth marks still fresh in his skin from where you bit him.

He knew you must be scared but he had tried so hard, risked his life to take you into his home, so many sleepless nights with his hand wrapped around his lonely cock at the videos Jimin would send him.

He had saved you, he took you from someone that was making you cry, he didn't like to see you cry. still remembers the early years when Jimin first found him, how he loved to hurt Jungkook with a slick leather shoe at his cock and laughed as Jungkook cried. his brows frown at the memories, Jimin loved to see people cry underneath him but Jungkook only ever wanted you to feel pleasure. 

He saved you but it was a shame to see that you didn't agree with him, having no other option but to put his arm around your neck from where you were trying to open his front door, choking the air out of your lungs until you went lax in his embrace.

He collects his phone from the floor, inspecting the damage and cursing to himself for being so careless. you were still blissfully unconscious and it wasn't fair, you didn't know all the trouble he went through just to have you.

"fuck fuck fuck" he runs a hands in his hair, Jimin so far up his ass he may have underestimated the man, Jimin cant find out ever. 

how was Jungkook supposed to find you when you weren't really missing, Jimin would kill him. he retrieves his handcuffs from his work bag, digging through the black bottomless pit unless his fingers grasp the familiar metal chain, having been used on so many mindless scum that he really didn't want to dirty your skin with it but had no other choice in the matter.

he clasped your hands to the bed railing, the click of the handcuffs securing you to the bed as you sleep. he placed a loving kiss to your chapped lips before securing a thick black strip of tape over them, he couldn't have you throwing another fit. he would be right back but he needed to sort some shit out first.

He needed to stall, needed to make sure Jimin would never suspect him and if he had to get on his knees then he would.

the day had been long, all he could think about was your body chained to his bed and how badly you must be needing him. his fingers clicking away to delete any security footage from all surrounding streets from the night he talked you into his car.

a hand on his shoulder had him Jumping out of his skin, eyes wide as he looked up to his supervisor.

"you alright kid? what's got you so jumpy"

Yoongi sat down in his desk beside Jungkook, lighting a cigarette and Jungkook being the cop he was wanted to point out that he wasn't aloud to smoke inside the building but his mind was racing much to fast to really say anything.

 Yoongi mindlessly clicks away at his work computer, filing report after report and Jungkook stops listening after the first few sentences.

"you know that girl that went missing a while back, we might have a new lead" Jungkook did hear that, his head perking up.

"what do you mean ?"

 his eyes were frantic but he really tired hard to suppress his worry. Jimin was never worried, never showed anything but confidence so why should he be worried.

"don't worry its not really anything big right now and oh" he puts out his cigarette, swirling in his chair.

"Jimin called, said he wanted to see you for some tax evasion of his company or something, needs you head down there and sort it out" 

Jungkook groaned at the though of the large amount of paperwork that would bring but he cant really think to much about it, his head full of thoughts of you. Jimin could wait

He was quick to collect his things and get to you, so quick that he forgot to log off the computer, not catching the glimpse of Yoongis smirk, what a stupid kid he though as he clicked onto Jungkook's computer and restoring the deleted files onto his USB whilst deleting footage of himself sneaking into your window. you were such a deep sleeper.

Jungkook opens the door of his room to see you wide awake, your tears running ramped down your face and his heart squeezes, quick to rush over to your side and throwing his bag down to quickly cup your face with worry.

"hey hey its me, its just me, your ok baby" he brings you into his embrace which was a bit hard since you were cuffed but he will take it, confused as to why you started to cry even harder.

"baby why are you crying, are you hurt?" your eyes widen in disbelief, bloodshot eyes staring at the man whos fingers felt like acid on your skin, your wrists sting from having thrashed around for hours trying to break free and maybe the fact that you were naked and your lower half throbbed with a raw soreness. 

you muffle though the black tape as you bang the chain on the cuffs in order to free yourself.

it made Jungkook hard all over again, your naked body splayed out on his bed, his eyes dipping down over your body. "did you miss me?" he removed his shirt from his body , flicking his shoes off without breaking eye contact with you as he got on the bed.

you squirm away from him, your legs shutting, knees clanging painfully as you shift your body to get as far away as you could but your efforts proved to be useless as he pried your legs open with a heavy hand.

"don't cry baby, I'm here to make it better now, does it hurt here" you hide your face in your arms that were still painfully restrained above your head, refusing to show him your tears as you choke in surprise, he rubs over your clit in slow circles.

"look at me, let me see you" his fingers play with your sensitive clit as he leans into your body, his face above your own so you couldn't look anywhere else, salty tears staining your cheek as he leans down to kiss the black tape over your mouth before pulling it slowing from your face so not to hurt you.

"p-please let me go Jungkook" . your voice wobbly and fain from dehydration.

Jungkook groaned as you say his name, wanting to hear you scream it for him. "no your safe now baby, Jimin cant get you, he cant hurt you anymore, i love you so much you don't have to pretend anymore ok". Jungkook bent your knees at the waist , pulling his pants down to release his achingly hard cock .

you have nothing left to cry, whimpering at you felt the thick muscle at your entrance. your brain scrambles for anything, say something!

"why did you do that to me that night, you hurt me Jungkook, how can you hurt me and say you love me ?" your eyes flicker across his face as he frowns his brows at you as you wait for him to take the bait.

"i know i was selfish love but Jimin isn't someone you can just say no to unless you have a death wish, i had to do it baby but its ok now, your safe and he will never find you" he pushes himself inside of you slowly, making love to your body with soft deep thrusts and affirmations of his love.

The depth of his thrust rendering you speechless as he fucked you over and over. his hands dipping into your hips to keep you in place, not like you could escape him with your hands cuffed anyway.

Jungkook slowly, torturously bringing you to the edge of an orgasm over and over, pulling out at the wrong times just to make sure you would beg him for your release, he wanted you to want it , wanted you to crave him like he craved you.

he pulls out again before you were able to orgasm and you really do beg this time, your tongue dry from the amount of time you had been crying and pleading, you don't know if it had been days or hours, all you knew was that you wanted to cum.

the torturous flick of his fingers on your clit and the mean thrusts as he fucked you further to the edge, your wrists starting to bleed.

"why are you crying"

Jungkook looked angry, his face morphing into something unreadable as he fucked you harder.

"i don't want to hurt you but your just so beautiful and i couldn't help myself baby, you understand righ- OH STOP crying this is your fault why are you looking at me like that !" 

his voice scraped against the bottom of the floor from how deep it was. like dragging a piece of metal across the gravel road as his voice surrounded your ears.

Jungkook looked in pain as he watched you cry, words falling from his lips over and over as felt his high quickly approaching.

"why don't you love me, fuck, fuck, fuck"

the loud slam of his front door had him halting, his palm slapping hard over your mouth so fast it had you screaming in shock thinking he was about to hit you. he quiets you with a "shhh" as he listens for the sound, his phone rings suddenly, vibrating in his discarded pant pocket

he snatched his phone out of his pants, pulling out of you in the process and giving you a look of panic at the name flashed on his screen. "don't make a noise" you nod with teary eyes.

Jungkook's eyes widen, Jimin's voice filtering through the phone but that's not what made his blood turn cold, it was the fact that he could hear him downstairs, the click of his boots on the tiled floors of his home.

"Jungkook are you on the way to my office ? I'm waiting"

Jungkook got himself together putting his phone on speaker and with his hand still over your mouth he reached over to his bag he had discarded next to the bag, reaching in for the key of your cuffs.

"yea hyung I'm getting in the car now"

Jungkook's fingers were shaking as he rushed to unchain you and pull you from the bed, from lack of food and dehydration it was easy for him to push you around, pushing you into his closet along with himself.

your breath coming out in nothing but squeaks when you try and get the attention of the man on the other side of the phone. Jungkook's hand immediately clasping back around your mouth.

"what was that noise"

Jungkook swallowed to clear his throat from tightening, trying to breathe through his noise "what noise ? I'm in the car"

the silence on the other end of the line was worse then anything Jungkook had endured. the click of Jimins tongue the only thing to bring him back. "i see, ill see you soon Jungkook"

And with that Jimin hung up the phone but his footsteps were still heard from downstairs, the sounds of kitchen cabinets being opened but Jungkook pulled his attention to you, your eyes fearful but barley open.

he pulled you up against the wall of his closet, your legs around his waist and his hand over your mouth as you protest with soft whines. 

Jungkook was still horny, despite his life being on the line with Jimin downstairs he didn't really care, this is what you did to him and he just wanted to show you.

"if Jimin finds us he just might kill me so i need you to be quiet baby" he pushed inside of you, removing his hand as he came to lift you further up against the wall. you were a mess of droll and dizzy eyes. 

Jungkook was absolutely fucking insane, fucking into you harshly almost like he wanted to be heard. you wrap your arms around his neck, breathing heavy as he pushed you down on his cock endlessly

"oh fuck, Jungkook" 

your out grown fingernails pull him in, his shoulder muscles bulging under the weight of your hands.

Jungkook was spilling into you, his teeth at your neck to muffle his euphoric grunts but it really didn't matter when light was suddenly filtering into your eyes. Jungkook falling to the floor still inside of you, trying to block you from hurting yourself and banging his head on the wooden floor as a result.

his hands release where they had been on your hips to come up to his temple, the throbbing pain and slight ringing in his ears making everything blurry.

You are not far off, high vanishing from your body as your eyes meet the familiar shiny boot. his shoe alone making you freeze, looking up with blurred eyes to see Jimin. a smile on his face and glass filled with auburn liquid in his hand.

The clank of ice in the glass the only thing you could hear apart from Jungkook's heavy breathing and his groans of pain

Jungkook tries to sit up but is shoved back down with a shoe at his chest.

"you never really can tame a street rat, can you bun"

Jungkook's whimper was the last thing you heard before it all went black.

notes: part 3 ? also just wanna say im not a jikooker, im about that ot7 poly agenda meaning i love all ships and dynamics, also i may include some underlining or very noticeable lbgtq+ in my writing cause I'm in that community and i feel comforted by it. 

[chummywchimmy]

MASTERLIST

DISCLAIMER : The contents of this blog might be triggering for some readers. The intention of the author is not to glorify or romanticize toxic behaviors. 

OT7

YAN! BTS As Your Boss

KIM SEOKJIN

AGE OF INNOCENCE

SUMMARY :   He adores the fact that you love kids. But the only kids you should be loving should be the ones you would have. With him. He’ll make sure of it, anyway

MIN YOONGI

ANTI-HERO

SUMMARY : As a failing idol, you had to make money somehow. That’s how Min Yoongi came into your life. The man whose name was feared in all of Seoul inserted himself into your life. Little did you know that he would change the course of it too.

“This country would know your name. Even if I have to force them to memorize it at gunpoint.”

JUNG HOSEOK

TOSKA

SUMMARY : The Mating Season is a wondrous time for all the wolves. Well, as wondrous as Alphas fighting against Alphas for their desires Omegas can be. You wish for it to pass quickly. Receive zero offers or worse, get mated to an Alpha that had been the part of the group of wolves that had bullied you throughout your childhood. However, bad luck comes knocking at your door in the form of the Alpha’s son, also the reason you were ostracized and tormented as a child.

PART I

PART II

KIM NAMJOON

REVERENCE

SUMMARY : Moving into a posh neighborhood was supposed to be fun. However, you quickly come to realize that big houses hide big secrets. Your life goes downhill and it’s all due to one man - Kim Namjoon.

PARK JIMIN

SAVIOUR

SUMMARY :  Because dead doesn’t mean gone.

KIM TAEHYUNG

BOY IN LUV

SUMMARY : Your encounter with the campus bad boy was a disaster. All you wanted was to never see him again. But when have things ever gone your way?

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

JEON JUNGKOOK

SWEET BIRD

Summary : As the arrival of a new stranger brings prosperity into the village for many, it brings with it dread and misery for one - you.

KILL TO KISS YOU

Summary :  Being in the business of selling pleasure, you're no stranger to customers getting a little too attached. But when the head of the syndicate that has painted your town red arrives to stake his claim on the club you work in, all you can think about is making you paycheck fatter. You'd never been shy about your love for material possessions and if there was anyone who could give you things beyond your wildest dreams, it was the Boss, Jeon Jungkook. It took some convincing but he fell in your lap. What you didn't expect was his attachment. It only proves to be...too much.

[istoleurgurl]

Another empty threat

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Jungkook x reader. Gif not mine.

Warnings:mentions of suicide, guns. Uh yea.

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His smile isn't just any smile. Actually you've come to see it as a threat, because it is a threat. There are some rules you made for yourself aside from the ones he's already given you.

"Y/n"

Your eyes shot up to his, watching him smile slowly as your pupils dilate. Is this really how it's about to happen? You knew he was capable of this.

"Jungkook" you spoke softly. "Can you give me a chance to explain?"

He sighed thru his nose, finger twiddling with the trigger showing his erge to pull.

"Ok. You wanna explain why i found an envelope full of MY money taped to the bottom of the dresser drawer? How abt the new passport under the floorboard in the kitchen? Can you explain why you had a flight booked for tommorow morning to Chicago?"

You licked your lips feeling parched. Yes all of that was you and you can't really hide that. Of course you could try and blame it on the maid, but why would she do that. And how did he find out? It was the maid actually, so really you couldn't blame her anyway, because there's camera's everywhere.

"I- I can't make any excuses for my behavior, but I want you to know that I have some very good reasons for wanting to leave"

He shoves the gun closer to your forehead as your knees begin to turn red from rubbing against the carpet. "Name them and i'll judge wether they are good or not"

Well that's not gonna go your way. Nothing is ever a good excuse to leave him. He always reminds you "you are lucky" and "you can be replaced" and "your ungrateful" because he gives you "everything". Yes you love him. It's very dangerous to love him.

"Speak"he says bringing you back again.

"F-for starters, you know my mother is sick. I want to see her before she dies. Also, I-I can never leave this house without you going with me. You threaten me with my life all the time. You humiliate me infront of your colleagues."

You watch as his tongue pushes against his cheek, bitter smirk on his lips as he pushes the gun closer.

"I'm gonna kill you"

A tear slips from your eyes. "Should that scare me? You said you can replace me at anytime. If you dont do it then I will. I've wanted it for a while now"

"I own you y/n. You can't do anything without my permission. And that means you can't even kill yourself without my say so"

You choose not to speak any further, because at this point you either die or continue living in this house with him and both outcomes are not exactly what you want and whatever else you say will not change or decide what will happen. Once he has a thought in his mind he doesnt change it, so if his intention is to kill you then you will die, but if this is just to scare you, then you are scared. If living with a mafia boss has taught you anything it's that he never turns back on his thought.

"So what now y/n? You gonna beg me to keep you alive for another day? I would like that very much"his voice is gravel scrapping at your skin while you kneel beneath him. So he wants you to beg to live your life? And beg you shall, because your to scared to die unlike when you were in the seventh grade listening to music abt being suicidal. You've always been an attention seeker, but when faced with a life or death situation just shows how you really are.

Your gulp echoes thru his office. "P-please jungkook. Please let me live"

His smile not leaving his face since this whole situation started.

"Please don't kill me, kookie. I do love you. Wether you believe me or not that's the truth"

His teeth grit as he suddenly points the gun to the wall behind you, shooting six times exactly.

Of course now your crying. Your nose scrunched up as you hear the dry wall fall and hit the floor.

"leave. Now"

With that you jump to your feet and scurry twards his office door opening it and closing it with speed but gently.

And so you live another day.

[sky-sykes-starr]

BTS Yandere Jungkook finds you after five years of your escape (Part Three)

Warnings: Abuse and Swearing

You were sitting in the car trying to keep the kids occupied as Jungkook and his parents, thought it would be best for you and the kids to stay at the cabin for a while so Jungkook’s mum can get to know her grandkids.

Jae: Lalalalalalalalalalalallalalalaalalalaalala...... mummy, how much further?

Y/N: Soon sweetie, don’t worry your not sick are you?

He shakes his head and you sigh in relief not wanting to deal with any sick and an ear-ache from Jungkook.

The twins begin to talk about what there going to be doing when they arrive at their destination in hushed tones. You already know it’s because of Jungkook having outbursts in front of the kids a couple of days back just for a silly mistake.

(Flashback)

Jungkook: Call me daddy

......

Jungkook: Call me daddy

......

Silence falls in the room as Jungkook is waiting for a response from his son as he and his brother ran into your shared room wanting to sleep with you.

Jungkook: Dae I don’t like repeating myself

.......

Dae doesn’t respond, but shakes in fear causing him to bury his face within your shoulder breathing heavily.

Jungkook: ALRIGHT THATS IT

Jungkook roughly grabs Dae causing to have a high pitch scream and tells Jae to go into his room and that he isn’t going to be sleeping with him and mummy. Dae cries even harder, as you try to stop Jungkook but he’s too strong and pushes you down walking you faster putting Jae in his room and locking that whilst still holding the defiant other son in his arms. He continues to walk and on light to Dae’s room and throws him on to the bed harshly offing the light and locking the door.

This makes Dae cry even harder.

Dae: MUMMY WAHHHAAHHHHHHHHH

Jungkook turns with you anger in his grabbing your wrist and leading you back into your room.

Y/N: Jungkook stop it you should calm down

Jungkook grabs your wrist tighter with venom in eyes as he struggling with you putting up a fight.

Jungkook: Women don’t told me what the fuck I should be doing you filthy little cunt. Not after what you did and you better tell that kid to respect or I swear to God imma use that same fucking belt on him as I do you

Y/N: You wouldn’t dare!

Jungkook pushes you on to the bed, locking the bedroom door and reaches for his belt holding it tightly and flips you over.

Jungkook: IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT

He raises the belt ready to give you a whipping

(Flashback ends)

Jungkook: What do you think?

......

Jungkook: Y/N

Y/N: Sorry

He sighs.

Jungkook: My parents have the first floor bedroom, whilst we are on the second floor with kids. Obviously separate rooms the walls aren’t really sound proof so don’t make a lot of noise

He winks at you. You already know what he planning to do.

Jungkook: Also don’t worry too much about my dad because I’m with you all the time so he doesn’t need to punish you if your doing wrong. But you shouldn’t be doing wrong to begin with, understand?

Y/N: Yes

Jungkook: Good girl

I look over to the window noticing that we are about to arrive towards our destination. The grey skies and the breezy weather that doesn’t show the sun is my favourite when I look into the sky, I used to stare at it for hours at a time whenever Jungkook locked me up in our bedroom. Now with kids, I normally don’t get to do this so I live this very little time with pleasure.

......

Y/N: What!

Jungkook: I think it would be a good idea to allow my mum to take the kids for awhile, so we can have some alone time it would be good for us, you know to catch up and all

Before I even knew it we arrived at the cabin with my mother-in-law waving with a huge grin on her face running down the steps to the car.

As we get out, she quickly gives me and Jungkook a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Jungkook’s mum: It’s so good that you lot came this little holiday will be perfect

Jungkook: Yea mum it will be

Jungkook’s dad: It should be as long as that little bitch of yours behave

I’m not surprised he always going to say something about me no matter what I do, be it good or bad.

I help the kids get out of the car as they are amazed with how huge the cabin is. The pair of them hold each others hand as their grandparents brings them inside quickly to warm them up, leaving me and Jungkook to get our luggage from the boot and the unavoidable small talk.

Jungkook: Look I want you on your best behaviour ok?

I nod in response and he smiles.

Jungkook: If you respect me than I know for a fact that Dae will be abe to call me dad in no time ok and if he doesn’t......

I gulp on my own saliva.

Jungkook: Than you will regret every single second of your life escaping that day.

[missdutch21md]

I’ve Always Been in Love With You

Drabble: MC (Main Character) is struggling with the recent infidelity of Jungkook... can he be forgiven?

Jungkook x F! Older! MC  

Genre: Angst, Fluff(?) if you squint 

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: very light Yandere themes 

Length: 493 

A/N: This is just something that popped into my mind the other night. I’ve edited it I don’t know how many times. please enjoy. Also, be gentle. This is the first story I am posting! 

Please keep in mind this is a work of FICTION this in no way reflects on BTS or Jungkook as a person. This is simply a story for the imagination. 

All my love, Soul 🥰

“I can’t believe it,” I sighed as I sat on the bar stool at the counter.  

“You know that I love you,” Jungkook tried to placate me.  

I looked up into his eyes as he stood in front of me, “do you really?” I asked.  

“Of course I do, noona,” he laughed.  

I let another sigh escape my lips, this one was more defeated.  

His face fell, “you don’t believe me?”  

“How can you say that after I found out…,” I couldn’t even bring myself to say it aloud, afraid that it was going to make it seem more real. He cheated… He slept with some girl at a party, and I know that he did because I saw it. He just doesn’t know that I know.  

He gently ran his fingers through my hair to smooth it down, “you mean so much to me.”  

“Do you mean what you say when there’s no one around?” I asked, looking down at the counter, focusing on how the light caught the flecks of gold that were trapped in the granite.  

“Of course I mean it,” he sighed and moved away, apparently having given up on trying to convince me.  

He walked around the counter and to the kitchen when I spoke again. “I’m leaving.”  

He stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at me. I couldn’t hide my tears anymore as I stared down at the counter. “Excuse me?”  

“I’m leaving you,” I answered. I got up and went into our room to grab my thick winter coat.

“Like hell you are,” Jungkook growled. I flinched but continued to put my coat on with my back facing him. When I reached for my purse, he snatched it up before I could grab it.  

“Give me my purse,” I spoke softly, trying to not get angry.  

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, refusing to give it to me. I shrugged and moved to leave the room when he stepped in front of me. “I said you’re not leaving.”

“You can’t keep me here,” I countered, wiping the treacherous tears that were falling on my cheeks.  

“Like hell, I can’t.”  

“Let me go,” I did my best to speak calmly, but the sobs that started to shake my body made it difficult.  

“You can’t leave,” Jungkook choked.  

I finally looked up at him and was surprised to see tears in his eyes. “Jungkookie,” I gasped.  

“Noona, you can’t leave me,” he cried and wrapped me up in a hug. I sobbed into his neck as he pressed me into his chest.  

“I won’t leave,” I promised after a few minutes of this.  

He held me close to him as he hid his face in my hair as he continued to cry. “I love you so much,” he breathed, smoothing my hair back and pulling away to plant hasty kisses all over my face.  

“I love you too,” I cried as I clutched onto his shoulders.  

A/N:  Sorry for the angst right off the bat. I was in an angsty mood while writing yesterday.. and this is mostly unresolved... please enjoy? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Please let me know is this was readable? Should I include some literature on what some *Korean* influenced/based/culture references and words mean (significance) for some context? 

Thinking I might have to make a dictionary... reference sheet... something of the sort.. In the meantime, some Korean words used in this story: 

Noona: 

。Literal translation: The older “sister” to a male.  。Term of Endearment (like sweetie, sis) 。Cultural Significance: This is not always someone who is an actual sister. This is also used between classmates to show a close relationship. **Not always Platonic** but absolutely can be. 

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[sunshine-and-kookies]

Venom

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Summary-> With an impending hurricane tailing your city's shore, your despair to seek shelter elsewhere was off the charts.

Fortunately for you, your brother's best friend had ample amount of space for you in his abode.

Unfortunately for you, he has just as much leeway in his heart, prompting you to consider, maybe the hurricane was a safer choice in the first place.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Pairing: Soft!Yandere Jeongguk x Reader

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Genre: Angst, Fluff, Yandere

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Warnings: Manipulation, Gas-lighting, stifling toxic relationship, dub con subtle touching, Jeongguk being a major red flag with no sense of boundaries , Jeongguk has a skewed moral compass.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Word count: 1.7k

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Disclaimer: This standalone piece delves into themes that may be triggering or dark in nature. It is important to note that the behaviors portrayed by Jungkook are purely fictional and do not reflect his real-life character. Reader discretion is advised. Minors are discouraged from engaging with this content. Remember, plagiarism is a serious offense.

“Copyright @sunshine-and-kookies 2024. All rights reserved. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

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Lugging your suitcase on the pristine white marble floor of the high-end complex, you briskly pace towards the elevator. Gingerly clicking the button to the topmost floor of the estate, you heave a sigh of relief. Navigating through the bustling streets of Seoul, especially on a busy Monday, has worn you out to the brink of exhaustion. The elevator dinged, prompting you to get inside.

The aftermath of the upheaval caused by the cyclone in your city forced you to abandon your dilapidated apartment building.

With a tear-stricken face and no roof over your head, you had to resort to calling your brother in the wee hours of dawn. 

Long story short, you were to house with a colleague of his, Jeon Jeongguk, temporarily until your apartment was refurbished.

Wringing your wrists together, you mull over how to introduce yourself.

Talking to people was never your forte, and sharing a roof with a man to whom you would be forever indebted had you conjuring up greetings to make a good first impression.

Scrambling through the elevator vault, you trudge towards the large mahogany door of the penthouse, rapping your knuckles on it.

You could discern light footsteps sauntering towards the door. 

With half a mind to turn around and beat a hasty retreat, your grip on the handle of the suitcase tightens. 

The door opens, and the first thing you see is a mop of curled, disheveled, black locks before a face pops out. 

Jeon Jeongguk was in a league of his own. 

With shimmering dark doe eyes that turned into crescent moons at the sight of you, a tall, well-defined nose that scrunched endearingly, a jawline sculpted by Adonis himself, and lips so cushiony, that had you biting yours to stifle lunging at his for a taste.

Gaping like a fish out of the sea, you thrust your hand towards him and mutter a meek, "I'm Y/N. It is a pleasure to meet you."

He chortles.

Smacking your outstretched hand and pulling you into his embrace.

He holds you for a moment before bellowing with a charming grin, "Ah, Y/N, the pleasure is all mine. But I would rather you drop the formalities. Your brother and I are great friends after all."

"Of course. I'm just very grateful that you're letting me stay at your place on such short notice. I'm sorry for inconveniencing you."

With a playful twinkle in his eye, he quips, "Inconvenience? Darling, having you here is anything but. Trust me, it's not an inconvenience in the slightest."

You bashfully nod and murmur, "I'll try to stay out of your way as much as possible."

His smile fades instantly, his expression hardening as he retorts with a clenched jaw. "You staying out of my way? That's not why you're here, Y/N. I want you to feel comfortable, not like you have to tiptoe around."

You offer him a sheepish quirk of your lips, distracting him from his ire as he glances at the curve of your plush lips. His eyes darken the longer he stares.

Perturbed by the sudden attention, you let out a light cough, breaking him out of his reverie.

His hand finds purchase on the small of your back as he grabs hold of your luggage. Opening the door wider, his smile widens as he motions for you to enter. "Shall we?" he asks with a charismatic grin, his demeanor back to inviting and reassuring.

Without waiting for your response, he ushers you inside, his hand still curled around your waist, almost possessively.

He closes the door behind him, his gaze lingering on you for a moment too long before he speaks, "Make yourself comfortable, second door to the right. I'll get you something to drink."

Once he leaves you to settle in, you try to shake off the feeling of his intense, almost palpable gaze by entering your temporary bedroom and taking in your grand surroundings.

The bedroom exudes opulence at every turn. The walls are draped in expensive silk wallpaper, a deep shade of burgundy that exudes richness and warmth. Swathes of velvet curtains drape elegantly around the bed. 

The bedding is a decadent ensemble of Egyptian cotton sheets, adorned with embroidered patterned motifs in gold thread, and a plush velvet duvet. A gleaming chandelier that hung from the ceiling added to the room's grandeur. The room was regal and lavish in every sense.

Unpacking the suitcase, you arrange your clothes in the walk-in wardrobe. Your hands unfurl your lace underwear, smoothing out the wrinkles left in their wake.

"What are you doing?"

A shriek escapes you as you hide your hands behind your back. 

"N-Nothing." 

"Y/n, I'm not going to repeat myself. You're living in my house now, and I'll have you know I will not appreciate you hiding anything from me."

Your lack of response prompts the irate man to grab your forearms before gripping whatever you were hiding from him.

He stills.

He clutches the offending item in his hand like his life depends on it.

You wanted the ground to swallow you instantly.

Mortified, you lurch towards him and take your panties back, eyeing him incredulously.

He quickly apologizes, cheeks flushing red. "I'm really sorry, Y/N," he says, his voice softening.

"I shouldn't have invaded your privacy like that." he says, though his tone lacks genuine remorse.

You accept the underwear with a wary look, your expression guarded. "Just... please don't do that again," you say, voice tinged with a mix of irritation and distrust.

He nods, feigning contrition as he tries to mask his growing arousal.

"Of course not," he assures you, biting back a grin, though a mischievous glint remains in his eyes.

"Anyways, freshen up, Y/N. I'm sure the travel must have been very taxing for you."

You nod hesitantly. "Sure, but please don't worry yourself preparing dinner. I'm already full."

"You don't get a choice, Y/N. What I say goes. No skipping meals under my watch."

You're about to protest, but he ushers you inside the washroom.

"Get in now. Don't forget your underwear this time." He jibes playfully.

The smile Jeongguk adorned slipped off the moment you closed the door.

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Living with Jeongguk entailed a lot of things. 

He was as capricious as one could get.

He was sweet. Eliciting chuckles from you as you both do your laundry, feeding you strawberries as you sit on the kitchen counter watching him cook, and taking playful jibes at you as you both compete playing overwatch. He spoiled you, and you let him.

This was undoubtedly your first mistake.

What began as sweet gestures soon morphed into stifling control. He was overbearingly caring and fussy, ensuring you ate all your meals on time.

His overprotective nature was omnipresent as he made sure to drop and pick you up from college, glaring at anyone he deemed a threat to his "best friend's sister." 

With each passing day, his grip tightened, his possessiveness growing like a creeping vine, wrapping around your life and choking out your independence.

He monitored your every move, criticizing your outfit choices, isolating you from your friends, and slowly making you depend solely on him. For entertainment, for affection, for food, and for shelter. Until your resolve broke. 

You began to question, and push back against his control. But for every step you took towards freedom, he pulled you two steps back, manipulating your emotions with expert precision.

The sweetness of his gestures became tainted with manipulation, his spoiling ways a guise for his insidious intentions. You no longer wish to be the passive recipient of his spoiling ways.

"I'm not asking you for permission, Jeongguk. I'm telling you that I'm moving back to my place. It has been renovated, and there is no need for me to stay here anymore."

The weight of his gaze bore down on you as you hear him let out an indignant scoff. "That's cute."

You arch a brow, encouraging him to elaborate.

He grins. "It's cute you think you can leave whenever you please, baby." He hums contentedly, approaching you with a confident gait.

Your brow furrows at his dismissive response, a mixture of frustration and determination coursing through your veins. His words were like a slap in the face, a stark reminder of the power imbalance that had sullied your relationship.

But you refused to cower in the face of his arrogance, standing your ground as he closed the distance between you with a smug grin. His confidence radiated like a suffocating aura, but you refused to let it intimidate you.

Caught in his tight grasp, you struggled against his hold, feeling the pressure of his fingers like steel clamps on your arm.

"I won't let you go," he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness as he tightened his grip, refusing to release you from his grasp.

"Don't you get it, Y/N? You came here on your own volition, but you only leave on mine."

Thrashing against him, you realize the extent of his obsession. The one that has sucked you into perilous doom.

"I've known you're mine since the day I saw you drop Tae's lunch in the office. How naive of him to think I'll befriend him without an axe to grind."

Your eyebrows furrow at that.

"People like him are just pawns in my world. Pawns without an ounce of dignity. Why do you think brother dearest asked you to live with a colleague of his rather than his own house, that too in the face of adversity?"

Your eyes widen with disbelief as you still in his hold. 

"Like I said baby, the only one you should rely on is me. I'll keep you safe."

He smirks as he sees the fight in you leave. A sense of resignation washing over you.

"Now be a good girl and kiss me."

Jeon Jeongguk was a lot of things.

He was charming, charismatic, and possessive to a fault.

But above all else, he was a master manipulator, skilled in the art of twisting words and emotions, tailored to suit his own desires.

You learned it the hard way. 

The hurricane you escaped was a safer, more viable option than residing with this monster.

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“©© All rights reserved to @sunshine-and-kookies. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

[mochimochipie]

IN YOUR WORLD

Ships: 010839;!/01!(!10 x :!¥\!{¥}£

Summery: A young man ran that looked around his twenties ran like he was being chased. He had on a bucket hat with a suitcase for a backpack. Even though he knew where he was; his gut was telling him to be be careful. Everything looked normal except for the other man that looked back straight at him with a shocked look on his face.

“This man I looked at looked like me, except he wasn’t.”

Trigger warnings: gore, mild violence... (I don’t know what else to include)

Includes the following: mysteries elements, meeting worlds, mild violence, a little angst, fluff and comedy.

A/N: I am just a beginner and I know this may cause your face to turn into itself. I don’t condone this behavior in real life, this is purely fictional!!! Constructive criticism would be nice, I’m down for that, it will help me grow as a writer, but for now try to enjoy!!💜🖤💜🖤

It was early in the morning; the birds singing with a delicate whistle. The girl awoke in a hurry to get ready for school. Yea, who would even get up at the crack of dawn? A girl with a bright mind to change the world. She had class with a dapper looking man named Jeon Jungkook. They were acquaintances only meeting with each other every morning. He told her that he would wait for her while she got ready. (Y/N) was an average person of interest and wondered why someone like Jungkook could ever want anything to do with her. Was it her mind? Her personality? Or was it the fact that they enjoyed each other’s comany. They walked quietly but swiftly to their respected class. Before they got there Jungkook asked if she would like to go to a café after all of their classes. (Y/N) started to explain that she could not go but all of the sudden a bright fluorescent light interrupted their conversation. Once everything was settled Jungkook asks her to go to the café to study. She agrees with delight thinking; What harm can being study buddies be?

&@10tr: “01$1”;!;02910 idea....”

—————- “ PERSONA, WHO THE HELL AM I?!” ————

A man that was on his break from the demanding and time consuming life of being an idol was writing up a storm. His breathing mellow for once; he secretly enjoyed creating a world where he could escape: something that he could trust. He was away from his hyungs he knew they all needed a break from the clutches of the media. Being in the media can go both ways; negative or positive. Even though he was tired and wanted that break, he loves what he does despite of feeling like he was under a microscope. He ponders in a thought of how his hyungs escape their world for a bit.

He wanted to be like his favorite authors writing to his hearts content; wheather it be fanfiction to psychological books to reading a comic book, he felt like he is in the book and it’s a feeling that he can’t describe. It felt like no other, to be in a book that could make him like a bad guy or someone that people look up to it maked him feel invincible. His shoulders sagged with frustration when his creative flow was interfered by a phone call that takes his attention away from his story he was making. The voice told him to come to the studio. He sighed and packed his things in sorrow. It took three days of his break when Bighit called him. He wanted to finish his story but he knew his hyungs needed him. So with a sigh of annoyance he stalked away from his creative space to head towards the studio.

—— “YOU’VE CHANGED AND NOW IM A LIAR BY YOUR SIDE!”——-

Jungkook started to become dependent on (Y/N) over the past eight years. They became even closer than before, it started off slow. It progressed to the point where they were inseparable. He did not know how his clinginess started but he did not regret it. He loved how she could pinpoint when his emotions got to him and she would always know what to say with such grace that filled his heart with butterflies . At first he thought his heart was being hit with a baseball bat swinging with such vengeance and viciousness, because he never felt this type of love. Of course, he had his parents to raise him to fight with a purpose.

(Y/N) was his saving grace and he will forever devote himself to her because she deserved so much. She took care of him like any other and her kindness did not stop there. She helps at the animal shelter, she was a people person and he knew someone would snatch her in seconds, but why didn’t they? He would be happy if she was happy with or without him. He knew senior year is approaching and she mentioned moving away. Now he knew (Y/N) knew she was not supposed to be out of his sight. He sighed in tranquil as he watched her get ready for their last class. He did not tell her that they were dating because soulmates already knew they belong together.

Jungkook wanted to ask her out in the park for a dinner date. He was starting to be a bit nervous for he did not know she already had a boyfriend. He asked “Hey (Y/n), how about we go to the park this afternoon? He really had puppy dog eyes making it harder for her to say no, or at least he hope it was working.

(Y/N), however kept the giggle to herself. She knew whoever was going to be his lover was lucky because look at that face!! She didn’t hesitate to say “Duh, you know I will always have time for you, but I need to return this book so I maybe a little late.” She almost forgot to return the library book.

He smiled and nodded as they arrived at their class. As time treaded on slowly; (Y/N) raised her hand to leave early so she can get those books in to the library. When she got the okie-dokie from the professor she bolted in a hurry leaving Jungkook worried. He wondered why she left so early she would never leave him in a class where he couldn’t see her. He tried to keep his breathing under control as the professor drones on. He checked his phone to see exactly what she was doing. She was just returning books like she said she would and that made him melt. He trusted her with all his being because she would never betray him.

When the class was over Jungkook hasten his steps to the park to take her to a restaurant to eat for their dinner date. He arrived seeing (Y/N) resting her body on the ground with food and drinks. Again Jungkook softened up even more walking over to her to observe that she had her eyes closed listening to music. He looked at the food that’s spread out and smiled softly as he put his hands beside her looking down at her face. He got so close to her face and sucked in his breath to feel hers. He was in utter epiphany when her breathe faned his face and he got so close that their lips touched. He controls his self very well. He slowly rips himself away from her to wake her up.

Jungkook says “Well hello there sleeping shorty, had a good nap?” He said jokingly and chuckled at her dazed face. He felt something stirr within him as he felt his heart starting to skip beats every now and then. She knows how to make a man smile and he knows that she is his... even though she was someone else’s.

(Y/N) sluggishly says “Yah! When did you get here? How long was I knocked out for?! Do I have any drool around my mouth and crust in my eyes?” She panicked because she thought she made him wait forever. After his reassurance that he just made, she relaxed.

Jungkook laughed and shook his head as his heart did a thing. He questions the outdoor picknick “When did you have time to do this?” He mumbled something under his breath “without my knowledge...”

(Y/N) giggled and said “This is the last class of the semester. So I thought I would skip the class since we already had our finals. So I went to the store and whipped out this.” She gestured at the food and drinks with a bubbly smile.

Jungkook lived for her laugher his heart does the fluttering and stared to act like a fool. He loved to feel as if he is apart of her life. He actually chuckled and then slipped up by saying “Ahh I wish you would go on a date with me-“ all trace of laughter was gone and her eyes widen in horror.

(Y/N) neverously giggled and whispered “Haha stop playing with me.” She slowly looked over at him and he is dead serious. She says “Jungkook...I need to tell you this. I have a boyfriend, he is a sweetheart and he is already graduated. I’m moving with him today and I’m going to go finish college with him.” She said looking at him with gentleness. However, he was looking at her like she betrayed him.

Jungkook said “Oh, so someone has the audacity to claim you like you are some kind of toy? Huh? YOU ARE NOT A TOY!” He took a breath and clams down and smiled “Hahahah... HAHAH I know you are joking, I know you love me with all your heart.”

(Y/N) looked at him and said “Did you not hear what I said? I don’t love you like that.” She annunciated the love part like a jab to the heart. Jungkook was not pleased in the slightest.

Jungkook hissed back “All I done for you and you treat me like garbage. Do you even care about how I feel or is it about you? I know you did not mean it. I think it’s time we shall go home.”

(Y/N) started to fight Jungkook to try and run far away from him. Then the next thing he knows (Y/N) is on the ground, blood gushed out as if she were a fountain. Suddenly there was no (Y/N) it was as if he imagined her all on his own. He looked down at his clothes and he is drenched in blood because it went everywhere. He felt bile rise up and he ran suddenly feeling pain and sorrow. Once he got to a destination; he dropped to his knees and cried in despair. He spewed out everything and the ache felt like a thousand needles were embedded in his skin and felt something crawling. He eventually passed out from weakness and dehydration.

———- “You are in my paradise, I’m taking over you.”——

A man woke with a startle and he bolted into a run as if he were being chased. His clothes were very grungy and torn as he ran out of the forest to the city. He had on a bucket hat with a suitcase for a backpack. He absolutely felt lost and alone as the voices in his head got louder and louder until they were shouting in unison. He was telling his self to be careful and be aware. Everything felt and looked normal except for the face that was staring back at him in shock. It was his own face, but with a group of people. There were six people including his self or his alternate self. He wondered why he felt a pang in his heart. He was too scarred to fit the idol look. He knew he had to lay low for his sake and his other self.

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A/N: I dedicate this to @nomnomsik and all of the writers that give their all. Thank you for telling me what I need to do. Thank you for being you and writing awesome fanfics!! 💜👌

[blessedtobebangtan]

jungkook 13 pretty please

" I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”

trigger warning(s): mention of the mafia, yandere themes, manipulation, cursing, mentions of abuse, bondage and restraints, toxic themes

word count: 1K

a/n: wow, this requested a while back, but i am slowly trying to clear out my drafts and finish these requests for you all. i would really just expect random posts like these from time to time to be honest because i really have to be in the mood to write because forcing it is the worst. but nonetheless, please enjoy loves.

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Your head bowed and your eyes found the floor to be the most interesting thing for the past couple of days. Your mind began to go blank being isolated for the past couple of days and you were beginning to lose consciousness. Bruises littered almost every inch of your body making every move you made feel like a sharp stab to your flesh. Your wrist and arms ached from the restraints that held you to the wall. The collision of your knees to that hard cement floor made you lose feelings in your legs hours ago, but a stinging pain would return every couple of hours for a reminder of your current situation.

Everything was good until it wasn’t. That’s how it always is with Jungkook. One second, he’s happy and loving towards you like it’s the last time he’ll see you. He’s the irresistible, sweet man you fell in love with, and he makes you feel like the only woman in the world.

The next second he is a mafia leader, who doesn’t take the slightest ounce of opposition from you and will do anything to make you fear his authority. And he never failed to.

He brought you to the basement of his mansion, but to you it was a torture chamber. Where Jungkook would inflict a word of pain onto you in a matter of minutes, where you were hidden from the world, but every inch of your being discovered by him, where you were kept for days at a time for not having his dinner ready by the time he got home.

Every time you thought you feared him as much as you could, Jungkook proved there was always more room for fear.

The door across the room began to creak ever so quietly and you immediately knew who it was without lifting your gaze. Maybe yesterday or the first day, you would have been engulfed by your fears hearing the noise. But after what you endured last night, you didn’t have the energy to cower into yourself.

His shoes clicked against the ground, breaking the everlasting silence that had taken over the room. You waited patiently with your head down, not having the strength to look at that monster.

Jungkook's eyes never left you, he watched as you found it hard to breathe and your inhales of air sounded like that of an injured animal. The way your body shook from the cold, crisp air and the soreness that consumed your muscles and joints with every passing hour.

You hushed your breathing feeling his intimidating aura hang over your body. The smell of his signature cologne invaded your nostrils like some type of illegal drug that you should’ve never taken in the first place.

Jungkook’s hand reached out and made contact with your messy hair, softly brushing his hands as you let him be too weak to fight back anymore.

“ Good morning, my love.”, he spoke softly in contrast to his voice the last time he visited. You groaned quietly as his hands traveled down to your face caressing you gently.

“ Please don’t hurt me.”, you softly begged, your voice barely strong enough to speak anymore after not being fed or given water for two days.

Despite the pain that shot through your body, you slowly made an effort to look up at the man who claimed to love you. His eyes were dark, but unreadable at that moment.

“ I’ve never hurt you before, Y/N.”, he stated with a sincere expression of concern, bringing your face up, so you caught a glimpse of his expression. He smiled a psychotic smile and licked his bottom lip, “ I’ve only ever helped you, princess.”

You shook your head at him with quivering lips and sniffling quietly, “ This is helping me ? Keeping me trapped in here, punishing me whenever I make you mad, that’s not h-helping me. It just feels like you hate me.”, you trembled over your words, scared to say something that would piss him off.

He clicked his tongue in disagreement, almost disappointed at your accusations. His hand glided over a fresh bruise on your left cheek causing you to cringe and jerk your head from his touch. Your eyes watered in seconds as all of your feelings went into the fresh bruise and tears fell one by one.

Your reaction didn’t fazeJungkook or offend him at all, but only made him feel more powerful and slightly aroused. He smirked to himself as your hushed sobs filled his ears as a gift.

“ Of course, I don’t hate you.”, his tone laced with disappointment, “ I could never hate the love of my life, however sometimes you need a reminder of my love- how you receive it is of your own jurisdiction.”

“ I only do these things because I love you.”

Silently you reminded yourself of the last days of your life, how he’d beaten you within an inch of your life and was now blaming it all on you. What the fuck did you get yourself into?

Jungkook watched you intently waiting for a response that would never come, you had nothing left to say. You were disgusted, scared and broken. You couldn’t begin to speak against him because you hadn’t the strength to as of right now and there was too much to say. He didn’t want to admit that your silence might have hurt his feelings a bit because in his eyes he really did love you and he was expressing himself in the best way possible. He just loved harder than anyone you had before.

He sucked his teeth in annoyance and proceeded his speech with sincerity, " I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”

The sound of keys hitting each other awoke you from your trance of silence, you looked back up and found Jungkook holding these keys that would release you from your imprisonment. A small ounce of joy infused into your brain as he looked over to you with a single eyebrow raised.

“ Now, if you’re done with your deranged accusations of my love for you..”, he bent down, so that you and he held eye contact smiling sweetly, “ let’s get you back upstairs because I’ve missed the delicious breakfast you make for me every morning.”

[yandere-kpoponeshots]

S u f f o c a t i n g || J.JK

Requested:

35. “I’m madly in love with you.” & 37.

“if you don’t kiss me, I’ll slit your fucking throat.”

Pairing: Yandere!Jungkook x reader

***WARNINGS***

YANDERE/ TW/ THREATS/ FORCEFUL BEHAVIOR

Exhausting. That’s what it felt like when you were around Jungkook. It was sad to say that he made you feel like that, but truthfully he did. He always wanted to do something, always wanted to be at your house or have you at his. You couldn’t even sleep anymore because he blew up your phone with various text messages.

You sigh to yourself as you contemplate your situation with the said boy. You loved him as a best friend should love another friend. You cared for him more than anyone else too. He’d always have a place in your heart that no one else would, but he was suffocating you these days. You were tired and not just physically. You were emotionally drained.

You fidget with your fingers as a distraction while you wait for him at your house. You called him and asked to talk to him about something important. He of course agreed and said he as well had something important to talk to you about.

You hear the door open and immediately turn around on the couch of your living room to see Jungkook. He looked at you with a smile and adoration. He chuckled a little and ran a hand through his hair.

“Hey, Y/N.”

You mumble back in response before patting the seat next to you. Jungkook smiles yet again, taking a sit next to you. He was close, really close. You could smell his intoxicating scent as he hugged you suddenly.

“I’m really glad you invited me over!”

“Not like you’re not over every day...” you mumble quietly and sigh before patting his back.

“We need to talk.” You say seriously, clasping your hands together in your lap. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at his face.

“Yes, we do. Before you go on though, let me tell you what I wanted to say. Y/N, I’m madly in love with you.” Madly was one way to describe it. He did indeed love you but he loved you to the point of no return. Seeing you everyday gave him reason, life even. Seeing you gave him a sense of hope. You were a breath of fresh air, a constellation in the sky. You were everything to him. So much more than just a simple love interest.

You were at loss for words. Your E/C eyes stare at him for the longest time before you nervously turn away, placing a strand of your H/C hair behind your ear.

“Jungkook...I—“

“What is it, Y/N? What did you want to say?” His voice sounded cheery and desperate. Like he was planning on hearing you return the feelings he had for you.

However, that wasn’t the case.

“I’m sorry but, I think maybe we need a break from being friends for awhile....”

He went silent, his smile faltering slowly as he processed your words. He got closer to you as he tried to think of what to say.

“W-What do you mean? Y/N I love you.” He stammered out, grabbing your hands suddenly as his eyes went wide.

“Please, please give us a chance.”

“Jungkook...I’m sorry. It’s only for a little while. You and I need space. You’re with me all the time. I can’t even be at home alone to relax anymore. You’re suffocating me.” You say annoyed, taking your hands away from him.

“But we’re meant for each other...I know it.”

You take a deep breath before patting him on the shoulder comfortingly. He was reacting worse than you thought. He took you by surprise with his confession and now you felt horrible telling him yours...

“Kookie, I love you, a lot. But I’m not in love with you. I’ll still always be here for you and we can hang out every now and then. But I need space and a relationship isn’t exactly what I’m looking for.”

He was quiet for awhile. The only sound you could hear was him chewing at his nails. He suddenly turns back to you, making you jump in surprise.

“Is it someone else? Do you love someone else? I can be better than them. I’ll do anything you ask of me.” He was in a panic state now, trembling over his words as he grabbed your shoulders and shook you.

“Jungkook no—

“I know what will change your mind. Kiss me. Kiss me and tell me you don’t feel that spark we have Y/N.”

You shook your head, trying to pry his hands off of you. He was horrifying you. The crazy look in his eyes made you feel uneasy. You weren’t looking at the same Jungkook that had first entered your house.

He gripped you tighter, pulling you even closer and making you look at him.

“If you don’t kiss me, I’ll slit your fucking throat!”

And of course at the sound of his threat, you slammed your lips against his. Tears streamed down your face as he kisses you. He finally pulled away and smiled.

“See Y/N? Will you go out with me now?”

You were shaking next to him, too afraid to even think about rejecting him now. You only nod as you bite your lip to keep from crying any harder.

“Good girl. I knew you’d feel it...”

[pixicunt]

Kintsukuroi

(Kintsukuroi is the art of repairing pottery with gold and understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broken )

you are more beautiful because you have been broken.... or mean yandere Jimin needs to break you completely then put the pieces back together to make you his pretty little doll

Jimin x reader (ft Jungkook)

8.2K words of all smut 

Warnings! NONCON/dubcon, omorashi (piss), drugging, knives (only used to induce fear, not actually used on y/n), very slight mxm, yandere jimin and jungkook, DUMBIFICATION, dollification (not very heavy just jimin calling oc a mindless doll to fuck), manipulation, anal, gaslighting, slight daddy kink/ age play / jimins wants to take care of you, mindbreak, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, coercion, fear play ( from the knife), jimins shoes is a whole kink/ pussy stepping, oral sex recieving and giving, slight mention of breaking your jaw. umm i think thats it. 

this is might be a bt extreme for some so read with cation !

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Dating Jimin had been a dream as you only saw him through rose tinted glasses. he was kind and treated you like no one ever had before. opening doors for you, paying for all your dates, feeding you. romantic, except it wasn’t romantic at all and you had realized that to late. you did not  know about his deep rooted obsession with you and that he strategically planed everything from your very first encounter.

it went from gentlemen actions of tying your shoe and feeding you spoonful's of your food with an admiration in his eyes to him telling you what to wear (usually short skirts) , what to eat, what to address him as and you did as he said only because that look of admiration and the praise he gave felt better then the uncomfy feeling blooming in your tummy.

subtle comments about how dumb and silly you are. you were to naïve to see all the warning signs and a little to intimidated to say anything about it.

You didn't notice the sly smirk he had when your friends had stopped talking to you, much to his manipulation on his part, he could be very persuasive and intimidating. feeding everyone close to you lies so they would push you away in disgust. even your own family, kicking you out of the house in disgrace leaving you no choice but to run into Jimins arms.

into his home.

He was the only one by your side when everyone had abandoned you, his fingers combing through your hair telling you everything was going to be ok and that you didn't need them anyway, all you needed was him.

 Then came the jabs about how you should quit your job, you are always so clumsy and he didn't think you were fit for a job that required you to use your brain so much because you were so clueless sometimes, he was just worried.

 he wasn't. 

He just wanted you to be his braindead little slut and he would get you there. it wasn't long before rumors spread around your work place about you spreading your legs in the workplace and so it didn't take long for your job to be terminated.

 Jimin was always there, a chest to cry into. a warm body to lay next to, now your only hope of survival. you didn't have a job or a place to go. just as he planned.

when you came home with tears, racked sobs about the mean rumors and the fact that you no longer had a job jimin had to try and hold back a smile. instead of being blanketed with comforting words he instead questioned your infidelity.Of course he knew you were a virgin, he had eyes on you at all times but he wanted to break you. you could only sob and shake the tears from your face in desperate disbelief.

“no, no , no, iv never slept with anyone, i-i dont know who started those rumors but they are not true" you were hardly audible through your tears and wavy voice."please"

Jimin turned away from you, faking a look a confusion and hurt and you grab his arm in desperation ."please believe me"

He has you right were he wants you. like a snake about to swallow his prey. "then prove it to me" 

You miss the smirk in his voice and the way he was already undressing you. hands brushing the hair from your face softly before moving to the hem of your shirt "show me you haven't been a dirty little slut and that you love me" that's when you saw his beautiful mask crack

It all happened so fast and you never expected your first time to be this way. didn't anticipate the rough way he held you down as he took your virginity. "so messy and needy for daddy" it felt wrong and your gut stirred but you wanted this to right ? adventuly as you continued to sink deeper into his trap did you realize it was a little to late to leave. he already had you in the palm of his hand, his cute little doll. you no longer made your own decisions but  your brain was much to foggy to really understand because as Jimin said you were just a silly little girl who couldn't do anything by herself.

 So you got used to a routine of being dependent on him for your survival. you would only eat when he fed you, wash when he was there to bathe you, spend special time with daddy when he said so.

 Like every day you watch as he dissolves a blue pill into a plastic cup of water, speaking to you in that disgustingly sweet voice. you couldn't do it anymore, you didn't want your brain to go foggy. without thinking you swipe your hand across the table, the cup spilling its contents over the kitchen bench as Jimins usual smile vanished. it was terrifying

This wasn't a simple case of him fucking the defiance out of you, no, you needed to be broken. before he could react you leapt off your chair and headed straight for the door. it was unlocked, It had been so long since you had been outside and you were so overwhelmed by the fresh air that before you could even think about running you had been caught, you would never do that again as he would make you regret your actions.

 After the way he kept you in a dark room for days, fucking you stupid and never letting you get a proper nights rest as he left a vibrator against you all night. cooing at you the next morning, you had learnt your lesson. Jimin was not who you thought he was.

 So you were in the middle of getting yourself some vanilla ice cream , a child safe rubber spoon of course because Jimin couldn't trust you around with so much as a sharp edge or anything that could fall, smash or sqush you. its to protect you he says, because you are to dumb to be doing anythng by yourself. you try to calm nervous butterflies in your stomach with the icecream.

draped in one of his shirts, only because that was what he demanded of you, and that you had no clothes of your own apart from the tight shirts , skirts and everything in the colour pink . So here You were standing in front of the fridge spooning the ice-cream into your mouth, savoring the sweetness on your tongue.

 You knew disobeying him was a dangerous game, a very dangerous game that you had to play carefully. Today you had not been careful. you had not known your limit because you had been so stupid to fall into his trap.

 You already knew all the doors and windows were locked but that didn't stop you from trying to open them, just incase he was not focused today and left something unlocked, giving you a chance to escape his claws that were already so deep in your skin. But things were not as usual today and that should have been the first warning sign, Jimin rushing about the room pulling at his shirt wrinkled from sleep to show to the lean inked side of his rib as  he threw the shirt somewhere in the room.

Jimin was always calculated and never late but today he was so rushed that he didn't even have time to hold you down while he went down on you like most mornings. sometimes if he was feeling mean spirited he would hold himself there well after your orgasm driving you into overstimulation and into another painfull orgasm, wiping your tears with a condescending smile before capturing your cries with a hand over your mouth , whispering sweet praises. hands above you to make sure you couldn't escape as he played with you however he wanted. fucking you into the mattress while all you could do was take it.

This morning you had done something without thinking it through. you stole his  phone. it was a reckless decision and you almost got caught slipping it under the bed when Jimin rushed back into the room to kiss you goodbye with a promise of a surprise for being so well behaved this past month. quickly dressing you in his shirt, dressing you because dumb little girls cant do anything on their own.

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you held the phone in your hand and it felt like a grenade. heavier then a brick of steel. it was terrifying. the feeling of being scared to take a chance at your freedom. you have been locked in this house so long it had become normal. a home. but the touch on your skin still burned, the feeling of helplessness swallowing your whole body.

Who would you even call. everyone hated you and no one even knew you were missing. you drop the phone on the soft sheets of the bed. you felt the burn of his gaze in your head. his sweet words when he was having a good day made you feel like you belong here with him and that nobody missed you in the real world. you dont know what life would be like anymore. he was all you knew. or at least this is what he has conditioned you to believe.

Then your mind wonders to his bad days, when you wouldn't play into his act and be the little girl he wanted and how he would look at you , a look that made you want to cry, a look that made you almost feel the slap on your skin and the days of torture that would follow. even being summited to this lifestyle he forced you in was enough to push you to get out. you used to be a functioning adult, not a baby that had to eat with rubber plastic forks and knives

Without wasting any more time you dial the police. your heart was in your ears as a calm voice spoke out to you, the sound of a male voice made you flinch, having not heard anything but Jimins voice in so long.

 "i need help "

You couldn't help the shake in your voice both from fear that he would out he would never forgive you. your eyes flicker to the full length mirror as you were forced to stare at your reflection. maybe you should hang up now. He had been nice this week. 

maybe too nice

"hello, mam ? can you repeat that and tell me where you are"

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You don't know how long its been but here you are eating ice-cream and trying to keep yourself together. you didn't even want to think of this failing and getting caught, you could already feel the imprint of his cock inside of you for the next week and the amount of tears you would cry. having second thoughts, maybe it would be easier to just live this way. Before you can let regret swallow you whole the sound of keys in your front door had your full attention, any thoughts forgotten as you hold your breath in wait for who would come through the door. You see his suit jacket first, then the sweep of his hair, a hand in his hair pushed back.

The door slammed shut and you jump, dropping the spoon to the floor with a muted thud of the rubber. His shiny black boots hit the floor with soft clicks as he walked towards the kitchen bench , throwing his keys onto the bench before looking up at you. he looked calm and it made you shudder.

 He had a small smile on his face as he spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice. "the craziest thing happened to me today" he just stood and stared at you. his hands lazily in his pockets as he spoke. "my phone wasn't in my pocket, you wouldn't happen to know anything about that right sweetheart ?"

All you could manage was a small shake of your head, no. You were frozen in your spot, his stare held you there as he walked over to you, pushing you up against the fridge, caging you there as he looked down at you making you feel small and vulnerable.

 “I-” you were cut off by his raspy voice . “I don't like liers Y/N”. 

He was pissed but so turned on just by the thoughts of punishments running through his mind and how he would handle you after the stunt you pulled.

“when i went on my break today i saw you on the news, the officer on the screen talking about how they are desperately looking for you, you looked so pretty in the picture they used too, bet they want to join in to find you just so they can fuck you” your head was hurting, Jimin was never this mean to you, you were being crushed by his words and his body. Your head hung low in shame as you felt your eyes water. he hung over you as he continued to talk "i was going to take a picture of it but my phone wasn't in my pocket, do you know where it is"  

You took too long to respond because his hand was gripping your face, thumb  over your lip. “do I need to repeat myself” you quickly shake your head no. he seemed pleased with the answer. He was pushing your body further into the fridge and the handle was digging painfully into your back. you bit the inside of your cheek and bared the pain as one of Jimin's thick thighs was being pushed between your own.

“when did you get so daring sweetheart, do i not fuck you enough for you to know your  place?” . 

You don’t get a chance to answer him as he was pushing one of his fingers inside your mouth and pushing down on your tongue. you felt suffocated with no room to breathe.

"i decide when you when you eat, when you sleep and when you breathe" Plump lip were sucking painfully down your neck, leaving succulent bruises to show everyone he was there. licking back up to your ear 

"do you really think im stupid enough to leave my phone somewhere you could snatch it". You had to hold off a shudder from your body . He removed his finger from your mouth as he continued to mark your neck.   Your eyes close involuntarily as he worked down your neck until he was met with the material of the shirt.  

"don't you ever learn sweetheart, your not very bright , just a dumb little slut right?" you felt all the air in your lung collapse and you let out a sob as his lips were back on your neck. from all the time you spent to get to know Jimin this is the worst you have seen from him. no cute smiles, no sweet words . even when he forced his cock into you it was out of love but his eyes didn't hold any remorse right now, you had broken any trust between you.

 “how disappointing, ” gripping the front of your shirt with both hands as he pulled you closer to his body. "couldn't even be undressed for me, this is what you wanted right? to make me mad, well im losing my patience”. 

With that he let go of the shirt and used the same hand to run through his hair, his rings shimmered in the low light of the kitchen , eyes scaning over to the locked kitchen knives before critical eyes scan down on you as he waited.You diddnt even realize you were just staring at him stupidly, he wanted you ready But you couldn’t move, you were stunned. Blood was flowing to you cheeks and fear was paralysisng you .

He brought one of his hands up to his face as one finger running over his lips at your silent defiance. He was amused. “don’t you know how much trouble your in sweetheart?, want daddy to really hurt you or is it that your just so little that  you need daddy to help undress you" His hands caged you back into the fridge, had you not said a word this whole time ? “J-imin” you didn't get a chance to speak. “five”  you shut your mouth as look up at him. 

“four” He was counting. counting down like you would to a child who had 5 seconds to put away their game and go to bed. He leaned back to observe you, you looked so small right now, thats  exactly how he wanted you. 

“three” 

 You were already half way to 0. If you didn’t do anything right now he would reach 0 before you even knew it. 

“two”

The numbers echoed in your ears and a very real sense of reality set in.  was he trying to give you the illusion that you had a choice, that if you took it off before he got to one that it would be your choice, that he wouldn't rip any clothing off you even if you didn't comply. as you come out of your head  Jimin is holding up one finger “

one” 

he dropped his hand and ran his eyes over your body. "ok princess"

He spun you around, your hands braced against the fridge as he kicks your legs apart with his boots. you were spread and you suck in a breath at how fast it all happened and your cheeks heat up.

 You couldn't help the inner turmoil, you didn't want this but your body couldn't help but react. you tried to push away from him but the way he had you caged it was no use. you felt the thick scratchy outline of his black jeans push up against your ass as his hands reach up under the shirt to your breasts. the cold metal of his rings brush up against your nipples and you cant help the shiver that spreads down your body and the little whimper as he plays with you.

"these pills really do seem to do wonders, always needy, always dripping" you felt him push harder onto your ass he leaned his mouth to your ear. "cold?" you can only manage a small nod of your head as his rings ghost over your chest. "should i warm you up?" you could feel his lips pull into a sadistic smile, his voice a whisper.

"don't move"

with that his hand came down on your ass, hard. out of pure shock you jumped away from him, disobeying his order not to move. you didn't get far as he pulled you by your wrist and pushed you back up against the fridge, hard , hand on your neck keeping you there.

 "I said don't move" his voice was deep and it almost came out as a growl. you let out a sob at the throbbing pain, you felt a reassuring hand brush through your hair. he released your neck to place a soft kiss to your temple and a few small ones down your neck.

 "I dont know why you make it so hard for yourself, all iv ever done is love you and give you food, a warm bed and fuck you but you cant be a good girl"

You knew it was coming but you still couldn't be ready for the sting and the burning heat on your ass as his hand went through the air and connected to the same cheek. you screamed but tried to silence yourself with your hand. involuntary tears welling in your eyes and the pulsing heat inside you that needed to be relieved, probably from the drugs and the fact that you felt yourself slipping and regressing.

You let out a sigh as his hand soothed over you, the coolness of his rings the only thing giving you relief. "do this ever again and I will fuck your mouth until your jaw breaks and you will be nothing but a voiceless doll for me to fuck"

 Again you felt the harsh slap of his palm on your ass, you heard it echo in the room and through your ears with only a dejected whimper coming out of your mouth. another two more slaps and your legs felt like jelly, ready to give out. trying to deny the fact that the words pulled at the arousal inside of you.

he continued as his hand came across your ass and the tears fell. "tears wont work  baby, I have to break you for you to understand you cant leave"

His hands soothed over your ass. "no body loves you as much as i do , if you ever left where would you go, you would just be damaged goods" his words were soft.

A loud and final slap had you pushing all your weight onto the fridge, incoherent words and whimpers falling from your mouth. "shhhh" you felt Jimins reassurance in his calm voice as he pulls you towards him, his arms snaking around your body. his hand reaching for your jaw as he kisses against your lips, you felt yourself melt.

 You were a sobbing mess as Jimin disconnected your lips, reaching in front of you to open the fridge door, too lost in the fog that clouded your head to actually pay attention, he wiped away your tears.

 "drink" a bottle of water was being pushed up against your lips , you open your lips to let the cool liquid inside, clearing out the haze just slightly. you didn't even care if it was laced with anything.

He guided the bottle to make sure nothing spilt from it. you tried to pull away , a hint that you were done and needed a breath of oxygen but he was quick to grab you by the back of the head  tilting the bottle with ringed fingers and a stare that kept you still

Your eyes water as you start to choke on the water being forced down your throat as you tried to scream and push him away. the pressure of a hand on the back of your neck turned into a fistful of your hair as you keep thrashing, water spilling down your chin and soaking your shirt. he takes the water bottle away from your lips and pulls your hair back, looking at you with anger spiting the words out.

 "let anymore water spill and ill make you lick from the floor"

You were trying to catch your breath, the hand in your hair lets go and instead grabs your face with a firm hand, your lips slick with spit and water that dribbled from your mouth coating his hand as your lips pucker out.

 "now finish it" with a quarter left of water  you bring your shaky hands up to take the bottle and look at him, to scared to look away as you down the rest of the bottle.

Just as you were about to beg him there was a loud pounding knock on the door. both you and Jimin froze, his hand clasped over your mouth as a flash light shined through the curtained window. 

"Police open up" Jimin turned to you his eyes harsh and you almost miss the crack of a smirk in his face "looks like we have a guest" you wanted to yell out for help, if you didn't you would be in for days of torture.  your freedom was right there behind the wooden door but fear kept you against the fridge door as you watch him pull a shiny knife from the kitchen

 "be good" even if you wanted to scream out you couldn't, you felt light headed, just barely grasping your surroundings, Jimin moved towards the door a hand running through his hair to collect himself , opening it with an innocent smile as he greeted the man behind the door, knife behind his back.

 "hello officer, how can I help you" the man cleared his throat and your eyes widen "yes hello we got a call from a young lady from this address, says she was in urgent need of help". you couldn't help notice the way jimin’s tongue clicked on the inside of his cheek as he turned to you. he diddnt look panicked or even fazed

 "sweetheart can you come here and tell me what this is about, explain yourself " you couldn't believe your ears. you pull shaky hands up to wipe your eyes and your mouth ,you didn't understand what was happening. 

As you didn't move you were being gently pulled by Jimin , a hand on your back as a constant reminder. the man behind the door was attractive, tattooed sleeve and a pierced eyebrow. he drank you in with unsuspecting eyes and you couldn't help the uncomfortable feeling in your gut. "everything alright here mam" he looked concerned as he saw your red puffy eyes.

 “y-yes" your voice was tiny as he shined his flash into your eyes. jimin moved behind you in slow steps, the faint clcik of heeled boots as you spoke to the officer "Hi ,im officer Jeon, you can call me Jungkook" his uniform hugged him tightly and you don't miss the slightly rolled up sleeve revealing tattoos.

 "do you carry any drugs or have taken any drugs tonight " he lifted  a pierced eyebrow in question, you simply shook your head no. he didn't look convinced as he looked at your appearance. you dont blame him you look a mess.

"im going to need you to take off your clothes so i can be sure you dont have any drugs on your person"

You tried to turn around to look at jimin for any reasurance but he forced your head back to the officer. "w-what" . the officer smiled and it looked reasuring untill he spoke. "be a good girl and take your clothes off"

you cant help the gasp as jimins hand disappear up your shirt again , pulling your shirt up enough to expose your heart print underwear to the officer. "yes she is in need of urgent help" your legs wobbled as you felt the flat of jimins palm cup you

"such a clumsy girl, this is why you cant play with daddys phone" 

Jungkook  bit his lip watching as jimin worked, the movment of his hands on your breast under the shirt and of couse the one over your underwear He walked into the house, shutting the door with a kick of his shoe and a final click .

 "such a naughty girl" jimin had spoken into the shell of your ear you couldn't breath , you couldn't breath. you couldn't. jimin tried to lift the shirt off your head, you tried to plead with him and wiggle out of his grip, the shirt dropping back to your thigh.

"this is why you need me, this is why you need me to protect you" he cupped your cheek with his hands and if you were in any other situation this would be a sweet gesture but the contact on your skin burned. 

"what if Jungkook got here before me, how he would have reasured you with lies of safty right before fucking you into our couch or even taking you for himself"

 you want to be sick, it was all a set up"i-im sorry,i wont do it again". your voice brakes and wavers.

all he did was smile at you sweetly. "i know" you felt a second body up against your back . "no, no , no don't " you tried to elbow the body behind you only to have him grip both hands behind your back and a hand pulling you by the hair to keep you complacent. " haven't broken her in yet park?" you could hear the smirk in his voice.

 “what a brat, you have it good you have no idea what people like me would do to you, if i was in my police car doing my routine rounds at night  and i happened to see you on the street i would waste no time bending you over the hood of my car, using every hole and leaving you on the side of the road,you think you can trust the police ? darling i am the police and even if you went to the police who would they believe, you ? a dirty little slut or me, a highly respected officer" 

you cant trust anyone anymore, not even the people that were suposed to protect you. you couldn't help the full body shudder as he spoke into your ear. "god iv been wanting to fuck you for so long" 

Jungkooks hand moves from your hair to trace down the side of your neck causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. you jump when you feel something cold against the skin of your thigh, freezing in fear . you open your teary eyes to meet Jimins , a tick of his brow and a small smirk as he ran the blunt edge of the knife up your thigh. trying to keep your breathing as shallow as possible as you felt the edge of the blade over your hip. too focused on the the way Jimin was running up your stomach it came as a shock when you felt a palm on your inner thigh, inching higher until you felt his fingers rub over your cunt from behind.

The sudden gasp had your body moving involuntary, the knife getting caught in the shirt, the loud ripping sound filling the room as well as your choked sobs. the front of the shirt had ripped and you didn't know what was worse, Jungkook's slow friction of fingers on your clit or the disappointed tsk that came from Jimin's mouth as he examined the shirt.

 Or maybe the fact the firm rub of Jungkook's fingers made you realize that you really needed to pee.

The hard stare made you feel like he was moving under your skin, a smile hidden in his voice as he spoke. "look what you did" your bottom lip trembled as you open your mouth to apologize but comes out a sob when Jungkook moves your underwear to the side, letting his tattooed fingers run along your bare slit.

 Your legs give out as you try to escape his touch, pulling away and closer to Jimin but Jimin holds your shoulder back agasint Jungkook's chest as he moves the the knife from your neck down your shirt and piercing the soft material, ripping it right down the center while keeping his eyes locked with yours you couldn't help but shiver at the cold air and squeeze your eyes tight.

You sucked in a sob as you felt a finger trace around your entrance, pushing in just so slightly a few times before sinking all the way in. you couldn't help but lean your head against his shoulder, small whines leaving you.

Jimin chuckled at the sound of Jungkook's fingers fucking into you as he continued to rip the shirt all the way down the middle. you didn't dare move. 

"you like someone elses fingers in your pretty cunt baby, does it feel good" you couldn't think, your brain was fuzzy. " is it that good or are you really just a voiceless fuck doll"

You squirm at the words but still you couldnt make any coherant words.

"wanna get fucked right back into your place ?, it must be so tiring always having to fight me"

All you could feel was the way Jungkook was curling his fingers and the voice of the man worming its way inside of your head the shirt tears open completely now and with that Jimin steps back to sit in the couch chair behind him, Jungkook following his lead as his fingers slip out of you. the body heat from behind you was gone and so was the support as your shaky legs give out. Jimin laughs sweetly as you fall on bruised knees. his laugh and the ache in your abdomen made you cry harder. or maybe it was the fact you couldn't help but feel betrayed, its humiliating and you felt dirty.

 Jimins eyes scan your body, your so out of it but you looked so lovely. the way your tears fell made him throb. he wanted to see all of you.                      "Jungkook spread her legs "  he kneeled beside you to pull your legs apart. pulling your ankles down before using your knees to part your legs. you felt both their eyes on your body. and you tried to close your legs but Jungkook was a lot stronger, spreading them wider at your resistance. you shake your head, still trying to squirm away.

Jimin gave you once last look over before his boot pressed against your clothed clit and you immediately try to close your legs. faded words moans and protests falling from your lips as he rubbed the front of his shoe against you. Jungkook scoffed at the sight of your writhing body and the way your breathing would halt for a second as he rubbed the right spot.

"what a dirty slut, letting someone rub their filthy shoe against your desperate cunt, bet it feels good though doesn't it"

Your body went lax, loosing all fight as you felt something stir in your gut, the need to cum but also the urgent need to pee, all that water you were forced to drink. 

"i-i have to- i need to pee" you cant help the quit moans that start to leave your mouth. the hard friction on your clit overwhelming you

“no" 

Thast all you got, a stern no and your eyes shoot open to plead with Jimins dark eyes. Jimin makes eyecontact with Jungkook. a silent conversation as Jungkook grabs your hands above your head, the other hand comming down the vally of your breast, teeth nipping at your nipple before stopping at your bladder and applying pressure.

 You didn't miss the cruel smirk from Jimin as your body thrashes, back arching and legs snapping shut as you fight the urge to cum and pee all over yourself. you start sobbing again. incoherent words and pleads leaving your mouth, eyes shut to tight in concentration to hold back. the rocking back and forth of Jimins shoe was hard to ignore.

 Jungkook does it again, your body jolting each time. "you want to cum then you cum from my shoe and my shoe only" your words were slurred as you spoke. "pee, i-cant" they both chuckled at your regression of words and sentences. everything jimin wanted. he was breaking you as planned.

 "then do it"

And that's all you needed as you let go. back arched at the constant rub against you clit also sending you into a shattering orgasm. his shoes didn't let up as you continued to piss yourself, a deep shame in the colour red painting your cheeks and you hid your face in your restrained arms.

 When you were done he lifted his shoe from you and letting it back down to the floor. his expensive shoes soaked.

 "what a messy girl, cant cum or piss without my command" he lifted himself off the lounge chair and crouched down beside you. "made such a mess" 

He wiped the hair out of your face as well as your stray tears and drool. "now Jungkook is going to clean you all up ok", you felt the pull of underwear down your legs but at this point it was a ghost touch. you felt the cool air hit your soaked slit and shivered.

 You didn't fight it. you felt the parting of your legs "no, i dont-" before you could stop it you felt the brush of a tongue on your still sensitive clit and you reach to push his head away in sensitivity, not before Jimin was able to grab your hands and push them back over your head.

 "Jungkook is going to make you cum on his tongue and you are going to get my cock nice and wet because daddy is going to fuck your ass because you need to learn a lesson" you could only whimper as you watch him stand to his full length again, his eyes never leaving yours as he slips out of his blazer coat, leaving him in a white button up, 3 button already undone. his hands resting on his belt as he clicks it open sliding it through the pant loops and letting the belt slide to the floor your brought back to the situation when Jungkook bites your thigh to bring attention to himself.

You don't know how it happens. your mind is so fuzzy but you end up moving from the living room floor to the comfort of Jimin's bed, Jungkook's tongue back and relentless now companied with a couple of his fingers and Jimin's cock deep in your throat.

 "that's it, good girl". you hate the sound of the sobs and gags that come from your mouth as the tears and drool mix and drip from your face.

 "cant use your words?, just dumb for cock"

 He holds your head, your neck hanging off the bed at a uncomfortable angle, guiding himself down your throat, moaning at the constricted space in your throat as he forces himself further. 

"cant wait to fuck you open" he drives his words home with a hard thrust down your throat ,desperate sounds and gulps of air trying to make its way through your mouth.

 He doesn't let up and you cant breath. "if you still want to be a big girl then maybe ill invite over some more friends and they can try you out but they wont be as nice as me" 

The slide of his cock in your throat burned. the curl of the fingers inside of you had your back arching, to get away in disgust or out of pleasure your not sure but it only pushed you further, taking Jimin's cock all the way to the base and closer to insanity.

 You felt the slip, the long fall to your eventual demise as the hand on your head moved to your neck, pressing down to feel the slide of his own cock working down your throat. 

"Do you understand what I'm saying or do I have to dumb it down for you"

You felt fuzzy, the lack of oxygen, the mean words that really did make you feel so dumb and small, the way you were so close to reaching yet another orgasm. you tried you best to speak but nothing much came out except the obscene muffed squelch of the cock in your throat.

 Your struggle to speak let alone breath only brought out a chuckle from Jimin "what was that baby?, use your words. I don't really understand your babbling"

With that he slid out of your mouth, leaving you in a mess of spit, tears and your body trembling, fighting to breathe in air all while the fingers inside of you continued to curl. Jungkook trying in earnest to flick at your clit, messy face of drool and a filthy look in his eyes. he could do this all day. detaching his mouth to stand to his full height, fingers never leaving you as he fucked his fingers into you hard. leaving you breathless

Even with your mouth free you couldn't manage any words, only a silent scream, so close to falling into an orgasm . hands at your face trying to cover any dignity you had left. its clear they both found this amusing Jungkook used his free hand to push his hair out of his eyes. looking down as your body goes pliant to his fingers.

"try to relax sweetheart, you wont be moving for a while, after all you are just a pretty doll right" Jungkook trying to drive his words further picked up the pace of his now cramping wrist.

Jimin continued on, a vindictive tone bleeding into your ears " a pretty voiceless doll for us to use". you couldn't help the coil in your stomach. "wouldn't it be nice to just let go "

 yes

Jungkook takes his soaked fingers out and he flips you over to lay on your stomach. its all just so blurry.

 "remember, dolls don't talk" and with he presses one finger against the rim. you never been touched there. well you had never been touched anywhere before Jimin touched you. now a complete Stanger touching in such an embarrassing intimate place had you shiver.

You subconsciously tried to pull away from the intrusion as the uncomfortable feeling in your gut pulled at your mind but you couldn't do much when you felt pressure on your leg. Jimins knee digging painfully into your leg while Jungkook grabbed the other and spread you further apart. "i-i cant " you were hushed with another finger, your eyes squeezing shut at the slight pain.

 "good doll, taking it so well" 

You could feel their eyes burning into your skin as the fingers continue to sink into you. they were going to fuck every hole you had, filling you up so beautifully, fucking into you over and over, filling your holes over and over until overstimulation would wrack your body whole and leaving you a mess of your self.

 Your fingers weakly grip the pillow beside you, sinking your face in it as you felt the fingers slide out of you before the blunt end of a familiar cock was being pressed up against your ass. the soft yet firm hand running across the base of your spine eliciting goosebumps and a deep warmth in your tummy.

 "be a good doll and be still for me"

 You feel hands at your waist pulling you up but another hand is quick to push your head back into the pillow, only leaving your ass in the air. the slide of his cock was slow as he sunk into your pussy first. loving the way your walls cling so desperately in your stubborn defiance , he was going to break any fight left in you he thought as he completely bottoms out.

He blanketed you in this soft false comfort, completly stilled as he runs a soothing hand across your ass (still sore) before shattering that comfort by pulling back and fucking back into you hard. you couldnt help the involentary noise that fell from your mouth , legs begging to give out but you were still being held tightly by your waist.

you couldn't even get the words out or think before he did it again, fucking into you. the way he would fuck had  you gasping for air. Jimin continued to fuck you like this, Jungkook in your ear whispering switching from praise to humiliating words, making your gut twist.

"shhh, does that feel good , doing so well" to "you like being a dumb mindless cock sleeve" you couldn't reply even if you wanted to. Jungkook's fingers in your mouth and the words playing at your weak mind, Jimin fucking you open now at a mean pace and you just couldn't do it anymore.

 He felt the shift, god he felt the way your limbs gave up all fight, still he had to punish you liked he promised and Jungkook still needed his turn. he pulled out, a soft muffled whine from you.

 “ I think I made it very clear what happens when you don’t listen to me sweetheart,  what happened to all that attitude" you felt the slight push of him against the rim of your ass as if tempting you to fight back, you dont, instead your eyelids flutter shut as you feel the weight of your body sink into the mattress.

 “thats it baby, so good for me" he was going to fuck you dumb and when hes done with you he will pass you on to the man beside you, still fully clothed as Jimin had ordered him to be. he wasn't stupid afterall, you belonged to him only, every hole . Jungkook was just a tool for your punishment and he was willing to wait and listen for his say so.

keeping eye contact with Jungkook he pushed all the way inside your ass leaving you to sob quietly into the pillow at the new sensation and the pain. it took Jungkook all the willpower in his body not to touch himself or to just turn you over and fuck you into next week but he wasn't the one in charge here. he tipped his head back, the scene in front of him and Jimin's gaze being to much as his cock stirred.

 Jimin fucked at a unforgiving pace making you spew nothing but nonsense, words leaving his mouth but you couldn't quiet put them together "that's it just feel it" ""you love it don't you" "you love that you don't get to decide, don't need to decide, You don't decide, you just get to be my mindless doll”

It's was so simple and as you feel the pleasure you were fighting all this time you cant help but feel how easy it is to fall. so easy . your weak for his words, for his control, for the way he holds you down into the bed as he fucks you. You love it, Need it, Crave it be cause you never got to decide, You never decided, because you are his and he wil do to you as he wants.

 You felt his breath against your ear as he laughed at your fucked out expression. it really suited you. "so greedy letting me take your ass, need your other hole filled don't you"

You vaguely felt the shift of him turning you onto your back, back to were you started. your eyes glaze over as he picked back up on his pace, you felt the throb of him inside of you and you wanted to cum so badly yet nothing could make its way out of your mouth other then the hiccups of pleasure as your body thrust in time with his.

 "gonna let Jungkook fuck your ass too?, going to let him fill you up" with this you heard the small growl of another person beside you. he was breathless, watching your tear stained face fade in and out of a state of alertness. watching as your stomach tenses. Jungkook plays with your nipple and Jimin held you by the hips

“say thankyou doll” you could hardly keep up with the pleasure, voice bouncing as you thank whoever was touching you, that's all Jimin needed to cum. any sense of an orgasm leaving you as he pulls out of you, cum leaking down your ass. you wanted to cry. you wanted it. you wanted to cum. it was sick.

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Jimin wiped at his hair with a smirk, Jimin looked like sin, his own cum dripping down his thighs as he ran a towel over his sweaty hairline. Jungkook, fists clenched as his sides. he just wanted to sink into you. wanted to fuck you until you pass out. "get up" he was quick to his feet it was almost embarrassing, Jimin didn't think so, he was amused at how pained the boy looked, call him a sadist but he loved the control. loved the way the boy basically ripped at his buttoned shirt with little to no control.

 Jungkook was so hard it was painfull. he felt like a dog on a leash listening to commands and Jimin was about to release the leash. he gripped Jungkook with a dry hand, not pumping or moving his hand in any way. 

"remember Kookie, im in charge" with that he spat at the tip of Jungkook's cock , letting it drip down to the base as his hands worked the spit. the wet sound of a hand on his dick filling his ears as Jimin pumped him, thumb moving over the head.

Jungkook couldn't help the shiver but nodded in agreement. Jimin owed him this, it was his efforts to take care of your missing case to keep Jimin protected.

He looked over to your twitching body as Jimin guided him, lining him up at your entrance. "wake up baby, its not over yet" you felt the slap of Jungkooks cock against your clit before slowing sinking in.

 Jungkook couldnt help but curse at the warmth and the fact that Jimins cum was still leaking from your ass as he fucked into your cunt. he didn't want to wait, didn't want to savor the feeling he just wanted to fuck and he was feeling angry that he had been waiting for so long, and the smug look on Jimin's face the whole time he fucked you.

 He fucked you hard. leaving you screaming to which Jimin had to cover your mouth with his hand, you were so fucking loud but his ears were death to your pleas. he didn't care, wasn't his job to care, the only job he had was to break you. the night continued this way. you being fucked over and over again until you learned to be the perfect little doll. if this didn't work Jimin had other ways to break you, it was all a matter of time.

notes: hi so I'm very new to writing and this is the first thing i have written and so I'm nervous and don't think its very good but anyway please request things and let me know if this is ok?

[chummywchimmy]

Hello! I've recently started this blog because I adore yandere stories and BTS. This blog will mainly consist of my attempts to write stories surrounding the above-mentioned.

Disclaimer: I do not condone this type of behavior nor do I wish to glorify it. The characters used in my posts are not reflective of the personalities of their real life counterparts.

Lastly, enjoy!