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cherigu · 11 months

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— ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Personal Jeweler!

Genre: smut, established relationship Pairing: dom!jeongguk x sub!reader Word Count: 2.4k Warnings: degradation, fingering, finger-sucking, orgasm restriction, unprotected penetrative sex, crying (from pleasure ofc), possessiveness, slight overstimulation, aftercare

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The sound of the water from the bathroom connected to you and your boyfriend’s shared room abruptly stopped, finally letting you properly hear the K-drama that was currently playing on the TV. Your boyfriend had decided to treat you to a date earlier and took you to the luxurious Italian restaurant you’d been talking about for weeks. The both of you had come home pretty tired, Jeongguk deciding to take a quick shower after you finished using the bathroom to do your nightly skincare.

You were laid in bed, occupying yourself with a TV show while you waited for Jeongguk to join you in bed after a long night. The drama had long lost you with its twisted and confusing plot, leaving you with nothing to do but wait for your boyfriend to finish washing up. Your head perked up at the sound of the door opening, signaling that Jeongguk had at last come out. A quick glance was all it took for every ounce of drowsiness in your body to be replaced with excitement, making your core hot with arousal and unusually empty as you scanned your boyfriend’s body.

His long, wet hair dripped down his body while the rest stuck to his forehead. His bare face looked so kissable, making you resist the urge to run up and kiss him all over. The rolling water droplets led you to his toned, tan body which was on full display. The dampness gave his pecs and abs a nice sheen, highlighting all of the right places. The towel didn’t do much at covering him up, hanging low enough to expose his sharp V-line. You were practically drooling at the sight, wishing nothing more than for the towel to drop to the floor.

“My eyes are up here, princess” He raspily chuckled, secretly enjoying how you were eye-fucking him not that long ago. He began to walk closer to you while using a spare towel to dry up his hair. “Look a little too good for my liking” You muttered, taking the chance to wrap your arms around his waist and press your cheek against his abdomen while he ran his fingers through your hair. His sweet musky scent was going to drive you insane, making you need him impossibly closer.

You lifted your head to give him your best puppy eyes, something you did whenever you wanted a kiss. He smirked and leaned down to face level, giving you quick pecks before finally locking his lips with your own. He lazily kissed you, feeling like there was all the time in the world while he slowly devoured you. The hand tangled in your hair slowly moved down to your neck, giving it a light squeeze and sighing in approval at your reaction. The sound that came out of you was between a moan and a hum, hands inevitably traveling to the towel on his lower body before he pulled away.

“Gukkie.. How am I supposed to sleep now?” You whined and threw your head back in annoyance at the devilish smirk now plastered on his face.

“Don’t know, figure it out though ‘cause I’m tired as fuck.” He lied, only for the sole purpose of wanting to rile you up and hear you beg. You eyed him as he walked over to his side of the bed, taking out some boxers from the bottom drawer on his nightstand. You felt as if he were doing this on purpose, no way was he going to choose today of all days to sleep practically naked. Somehow his usual sleep attire had gone from sweats and a t-shirt to only boxers. At this you huffed. Being your boyfriend’s spoiled princess meant you got what you want, whenever you wanted. Tonight, however, seemed to be different.

The left side of the mattress dipped before the bedroom suddenly grew dark as Jeongguk had now turned off both the TV and lamp. “Goodnight baby, I love you” He turned to you while throwing the sheets over his body.

“Not fair..” You pouted, sitting up and crossing your arms. Jeongguk’s lips broke into a smile, finding you adorable but not quite yet wanting to give you what you wanted. He propped himself on one arm to reach your face and peck your lips, “Night, princess”

“Ugh..” you groaned, watching him fall flat on his back and close his eyes. You were hot and needy, and it didn’t help that you had already been holding yourself back all day. He had decided to wear a fitted suit to the date, all black with the top buttons of his dress shirt undone. If you had no respect for the people dining, you would’ve taken him right then and there.

You weren’t the only one who’d been holding back tonight. You had decided to match with Jeongguk by wearing a black silk dress, slit high enough to expose your beautiful long legs and low back cut to show your dimples of venus. The sight made him want to fuck you at least until the only word you knew was his name.

Jeongguk had been able to successfully hide his raging boner from you at the dinner, knowing that the two of you wouldn’t have made it home before having a quickie in the car had you seen it. He wanted to make you feel good without dealing with the limited space of his car’s backseat, needing the bed to bend you in all positions possible. But first, he wanted to make you wait like he had all night.

You got the idea of straddling him, giving him one more chance before you decided to rest even if that meant you’d go to sleep frustrated. “Baby..” you climbed onto his lap, kissing his face like you had wanted earlier. His lips twitched, very obviously fighting back a smile. This didn’t go unnoticed, motivating you to trail lower in hopes of him breaking. Your lips caressed his neck, occasionally pressing down in order to find his sweet spot.

Not only were your actions making it harder for Jeongguk to hold himself back, but his own body began to betray him as he felt his cock grow hard enough to connect with your core through the thin sheets. Your wet mouth on his neck and heat on his length made his head spin, the need to make you wait suddenly evaporating.

You were taken by surprise when Jeongguk flipped you onto your back without a warning, manhandling you from his lap in order to hover over you. Your lips parted with a gasp, shocked at Jeongguk’s sudden actions yet excited that your idea had worked.

“So fucking impatient, hm?” He groaned, slapping the side of your thigh with his tattooed hand. “Strip.” He ordered, watching you waste no time peeling off your clothes. He took a moment to drink in your body, the body he would never miss a chance to bury himself deep in. Frail neck he had marked with purple bruises endless times, perky tits he’d fuck after a long day, feeling your tongue repeatedly kitten-lick his tip, the waist that was molded perfectly for his hands to wrap around, everything about you was perfect to him.

“Tsk, such a needy slut. ‘S why you wore that dress tonight hm? Wanted me to fill up your tight cunt?” The second slap sounded louder, echoing throughout to room because of his hand’s contact with your now bare skin, but even then you couldn’t hold back your smirk.

He looked so hot above you. The arm he was using to prop himself up with was flexed, tempting you to mark him up everywhere, making sure anyone who stared would know he belonged to someone. His long locks hung above you, hooded eyes peeking through his bangs to hungrily stare at your lips. A detail you’d almost missed was the chain that hung from his neck. It was a simple, thin, gold chain with a small round pendant that had a “J” carved on it.

“And what if I did, you wore this chain ‘cause you knew it would hang in my face tonight huh?” You hooked a finger on the jewelry, using it to pull his face down close enough to seal your lips together in a heated kiss, letting him lap at your mouth like there was no tomorrow. His hand caressed your thigh, slowly feeling him inch lower which made your breath grow unsteady. Despite your lack of oxygen, you still found yourself whining when he pulled away.

“Do you like it?” He breathed out, to which you nodded in response. He pushed himself up to stand on his knees, bringing his hands to the back of his neck to unclasp the chain. “Lift up your head, baby” Still laying down, you separated your head from the pillow as you watched him secure the necklace around you.

“Fuck” Blood rushed to his cock, looking down at his initial snug between your bare tits would send him into a frenzy. Leaning back down, he caught your lips in a kiss again. “Do you even know what you do to me?” He mumbled against your lips, hand resuming its previous actions. The heat pooled in your stomach had been released as arousal, making your pussy all wet and sticky.

He dragged his middle finger through your folds with ease, never having to use lube when you were with him. His teeth nipped at your bottom lip making your brain grow foggy at how well he worked you up. A second finger came down to your sopping cunt to slowly spread your juices. The moans Jeongguk had to swallow for you were an indicator that you were enjoying this. “So wet just for me..” He mumbled.

“Mhmm inside..” your hips jerked up, impatient for the fingers circling around your nub to enter your clenching hole. At this, he retracted his hands only to earn him a string of whiny no’s. “So greedy but can’t even use her manners.” He taunted, brushing the hair out of your face. “Please.., baby, need you- ahh” You buried your face into the pillow next to you at the feel of his thick, long fingers pushing inside of you unexpectedly. The stretch of his two fingers entering you caused a slight ache, but still nothing in comparison to his rather girthy cock.

He began to languidly circle his fingers inside of you, wanting to prolong the pleasure before pumping inside of you. “Such a whore for my fingers, huh?” He chuckled, experimenting with a hard thrust of his digits. A long moan erupted from your mouth, forming an O-shape as he continued to pump slowly yet deeply. He knew his way around your body, having explored it one too many times. Even then, you will never grow accustomed to the pleasure that comes from his fingertips feathering around your g-spot.

All he had to do was curl his fingers into the spongy tissue to have you moaning incoherently under him. “Feel so.. F-fuck ‘m gonna cum, please” Your thighs began to squeeze around Jeongguk’s hand while your orgasm rapidly approached. “Be a good girl and hold in for me, yea?” He pulled his fingers out, bringing them to your mouth, “Open.”

You did as told and he shoved them in, cutting your voice short and stopping you from protesting before you even got a chance to. Tears coated your eyes as you gagged around his fingers, feeling him press down on your tongue while he used his free hand to rip off his boxers. His hard cock sprung out, making you whine in anticipation to be filled up. He pulled his fingers back with a pop, your mouth having sucked them clean. His hand trailed down to his hard-on, slapping the tip on your wet cunt shortly before rubbing it between your folds and groaning in the process.

Having stretched you out enough, he sharply thrust into you, “Ugh, just like tha-at, more” Your hands reached his back and sharply clawed down, imprints of your nails adorning his smooth skin as a reminder of tonight. “So dirty for me, love the way I fuck you open? Is that it?” He spoke between thrusts. “Fuck me so good… A-always so good” The sounds of his balls hitting your skin and squelching of your pussy along with Jeongguk’s huge cock had you fucked stupid.

“Yea? Fuck you so good ‘cause you’re mine” He shoved himself inside of you hard enough to prove a point. The constant impact had your tits bouncing, making the pendant of his necklace move with them. The sight of this alone had Jeongguk’s hips moving erratically against you, feeling your plush walls contract deliciously around his length. You took him so well, proving you were made just for him.

“Such a good pussy. All. Mine. Right?” He moaned in between pumps, eager to hear your whiny voice tell him what you were. “All y-yours, Jeongguk, always!” You cried out, needing nothing more than Jeongguk’s permission to reach your high.

Jeongguk was close, only needing your affirming words to shoot his thick load inside of you. “That’s right, only I can fuck you like this, make you squirm like this, you’re all for me baby” He wiped the line of drool that dripped down your cheek with his thumb. “Fuck, can't hold it!” Tears were dripping down your cheeks at this point, leaving a salty taste on your tongue as they rolled down into your mouth.

“Go ahead, pretty girl deserves to cum” He kept his attention on your tits with his chain, the view combined with your clenching walls made his hips stutter. The knot in your stomach had finally erupted, making you able to hear the blood rushing through your veins as bliss washed over you. Your vision had been long turned blurry due to the tears, ears choosing to block all sounds aside from Jeongguk’s deep moans. Your essence was now dripping down his thighs as he shot his own into you, continuing to rock his hips against yours to bury his seed deep inside. He pressed himself flush against your hot skin and held you.

It wasn’t until your legs began to shake that he pulled out, hearing your weak voice whisper “too much” under him.

“You okay, hun?” He asked, beginning to stand up to give you space after the overstimulation only to be pulled back down. “Stay, ‘m okay” you confirmed. “I’d love to, but I gotta clean us up and get you some water.” You whined but nevertheless loosened your grip in comprehension. “Be quick”

Safe to say he had cuddled you all night after that, soothingly combing your hair as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear until you slept. He soon found himself dozing off with the happiest smile at the sight of the J so beautifully hung around your neck.

“It’s yours as long as you’re mine, y/n”

A/N: not to proud of this one but fuck it we ball

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jeonlicious · 1 year

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UNHOLY ; jeongguk

pairing: jungkook x camgirl!reader

synopsis: “Aww, got you hard already?” — “Been hard since the end of your stream.”

genre: smut

warnings: squirting, overstimulation, teasing (like a lot), switch!jk and switch!reader, jungkook’s duality (yes. that has it’s own warning), tears of pleasure, interactive sex toy

word count: 1,9k

author’s note: finally!! it’s finished and it’s ready to be posted!! i hope you’ll like it 🫶🏻 (english is not my first language)

Should he open it?

What could possibly happend if he did, right?

Well let’s see.

He clicked the on the message and his jaw almost dropped to he ground.

Your phone number!?

No fucking way. You gave him your number! But why?

He didn’t even have time to think about the message when he noticed the little note that was attached to it. He read the note that said: ‘call me’. With a winking emoji

So he did.

He waited. For one minute, then two, then five. When he thought you were just making a fool of him and wanted to hang up on you, you suddenly appeared on his laptop screen.

You were wrapped in a towel and your hair was in a messy bun. Fresh out of the shower.

Fuck.

“Hey, Gukkie.” You said in the most seductive way possible. You were smirking in the camera looking and him up and down. He looked so fucking cute! With his big eyes staring at you and his lips slightly parted. You simply couldn’t believe that he was the man that was texting those sinful messages in your chat.

He gulped at the nickname, his palms started to get sweaty and his cock grew hard again. “Hi,” Was all he said, almost whispering. He looked so fucked out, his forehead still sweaty from the intense orgasm and his pupils were blown out. Truly a sight to look at.

You almost felt sorry for him, only if you could be there for him. Jerk him off, make him cum, make him feel so fucking good.

But that’s for a another time.

Now you have to focus on the present, on him.

“Don’t be nervous sweetheart.” You cooed leaning closer to the camera, giving him a peek into your cleavage. Which was still wet from the shower. His eyes widened and you saw his figure stiffen. Poor boy didn’t know what to do.

“Tell me Gukkie, what do you want hm?” You pleaded looking at him. He bit his lip wanting to say something but then shook his head. “I-I want you,” He whined, his hand slowly came to his cock, pumping himself teasingly slow.

“Aww, got you hard already?”

“Been hard since the end of your stream.”

You appreciated the honesty, other men you had would deny such a thing, playing hard to get or some dumb shit like that.

But Jeongguk was different.

He may look like a lost puppy right now but something in those eyes of his told you that if you were with him right now he would fuck you till the sunrise. At which you wouldn’t be mad about that at all quite the opposite you would love that.

You let your hair down and when your hand brushed against the towel it slipped down a little, but still was high enough for your gorgeous tits. You could see him hold his breath, even the slight movement of his hand! He was probably thinking about how slick he is, but no. You could see right through him.

“Does that feel good baby? Your hand around your cock? Fucking yourself?” You chuckled playing with the hem of the towel. “Y-Yeah so good,” He moaned throwing his head back.

“Stop.”

“Huh?”

“I said stop.”

His hand stopped immediately. How cute of him, listening to your every demand. "Wait right here okay?" He nodded and waited patiently.

You turned off your camera and muted your mic.

What?

He looked at the screen confused, wondering what could you be doing. His cock was still throbbing in his hand, angry red tip looking right at him. For how long does he have to wait again?

Oh, you didn't say. Great.

Now he was stuck here, horny. And you were nowhere to be seen. "Where the fuck did she go?" He whined again. Lying back and making himself more comfortable on the bed.

You on the other hand were panicking. You didn't prepare anything. Anything! Just as you were about to wash your hair he called. Talk about great timing.

Well, how could he know that you were showering? He doesn't live with you! You mentally scolded yourself. But now is not the time for that.

You had the hottest man waiting for you and you were panicking in your bedroom.

Okay, Y/n think quick. Would he mind if you were just in your silk nightgown? No, right? Right?!

You quickly went to your wardrobe and picked your red nightgown. That was only used for special occasions, like this one.

Perfect!

You put it on and on the way to your phone, you tried to fix the mess on your head called hair. When you took your phone in your hand you let out a big sigh of happiness. Thank fuck! He's still on the call. God is on your side today.

"Sorry, baby I had to do something" You turned on your camera and apologized. His eyes immediately looked at your figure, scanning you up and down. Then he looked behind you. He quickly noticed that you were in a different room in your bedroom where you filmed all your live streams.

Your bed was decorated with pink silky sheets and heart pillows, it suited you. Perfect princess bed for the most perfect princess. You noticed his eyes wandering behind you, looking behind you, then you noticed that your bed was in the frame. Oh, now it makes sense.

"Gukkie you here?" You smiled catching his attention. His eyes quickly found yours, getting lost in their beautiful color of them. Your eyes were so pretty, he loved them just like everything about you.

“Y-Yes I’m here,” He breathlessly said. Oh, how could he look so cute! “You think I’m cute?” He chuckled, smirking at you. Fuck, did you really say it out loud? Good job Y/n.

His innocent gaze was quickly replaced with something different, lust and hunger. Now, that kind of duality was hot. Hot as fuck.

“What do you think Jeonggukie? Hm?” You teased. Ha! Two can play that game. But only one can win.

“I think that if you were here with me right now I would fuck you as you deserve.” He confidently said, leaning closer to the camera slightly showing you his tattoed arm. Damn.

Who knew that the cute and innocent Jeon Jeongguk was such a flirt? Making you wet just by his words.

“And how do I deserve to be fucked?” You smiled playing with the strap of your nightgown.

“Like a slut.”

You looked at him, lips parted. The shock was visible on your face. You may or may not have an account where you posed and looked a like a total slut but you sure weren't one.

But for him.

You wouldn’t mind being a slut for him. Just one look at those delicious lips and sexy strong arms and you're on your knees. Giving him the blowjob of his life.

“Aw Gukkie, I would love that but, that’s not possible right now.” You pouted, letting the strap fall down your arm. His eyes darkened, and you swear you saw him clench his jaw. “Then let me make you cum just by my voice.”

“But I wanna see you too” You played with the second strap, fluttering your eyelashes at him. How could he resist you? Of course you can see him, all of him if you want to.

“Fine pretty you're the boss.” He sighed in defeat letting you take over.

Looks like you’ve won.

“Alright Gukk, position your laptop right, so I can see all of you,” You said and he immediately grabbed the screen and pulled it a little lower. He was quick with it. Positioning his laptop in a way where you could see his cute face and also his delicious dick.

“Looks like someone’s excited.” You smirked also adjusting your camera so he could see you. His eyes went to your tits, looking at the way your nipples hardened under the silk material. “Take it off, please.”

“Damn.”

“What Gukkie? Never seen a pair of tits?” You snickered when you saw his hungry gaze. He looked like he was in some kind of trance, all because of your tits. What’s he gonna do when he sees your pussy?

“You're so fucking hot.” He breathed, wrapping his hand around his cock again, you could see how it quickly hardened under his touch, almost too quickly. Poor Jeongguk, he’d been neglecting it for so long, he deserves a release.

You laid down on your bed and opened your legs for him, revealing your bare pussy which was now glistening with arousal, waiting to be fucked. “You're going to be the death of me,” He whined and threw his head back in pleasure, enjoying the movements of his hand and also the sight in front of him.

“Okay but let me make you cum first,” You chuckled and reached for your pink friend who was plugged into the charger. You quickly took it out and turned it on, the highest setting startled you a little. You reached for your phone to send Jeongguk a link to the app.

“Install it, baby, have your way with me,” You smiled and waited. In a few minutes, you felt a slight vibration against your palm. “Felt it?” He shyly asked.

“Hmmh” You breathed and dragged the vibrator down your body until it reached your clit. You expected Jeongguk to rapidly move his fingers against the screen of his phone but he didn’t, instead his fingers glided on the screen slowly and sensationally

“Does that feel good?” He asked, his hand doing quicker movements. He liked this, making himself feel good but also making you feel good. He felt some strange comfort in it.

“Gukkie!”

His bubble of thoughts bursted and his eyes searched for you. Your brows were furrowed and your thighs were shaking slightly. That's when he noticed that he was holding onto his phone screen for too long. He quickly put his hand away and look at you with an apologetic face.

“No, don’t stop. It felt so good. Please, please don’t stop.” You looked at him, then at his cock. He was about to climax soon and you were too. He can't leave you just like that.

You felt the familiar vibrations fast, very fast, and intense. Your eyes rolled back and you repeated his name like a mantra.

Jeongguk’s breath also got heavier and his cock started leaking little beads of cum.

At first it felt like you were entering heaven, white spots and stars were in your vision and you heard soft moans and cries of pleasure in the background.

You opened your eyes and noticed that your camera was soaked. Little droplets of your arousal were dripping from it. Then you noticed Jeongguk, he was breathless and you noticed the little tears that have stained his cheeks.

You both came together.

“Hey Koo, you alright?” You asked sitting in front of your camera looking at the display and seeing the adorable bunny. “I’m better than alright pretty” He smirked.

And his flirty persona was back again.

Just as you were about to take things further you heard knocking on your front door. You weren’t expecting anyone.

Oh.

It was the fucking pizza delivery guy, you totally forgot you ordered pizza for dinner tonight.

“Sorry, baby I gotta take it, talk to you soon hm?” You smiled and blew him a kiss.

The call ended.

And so did the amazing session you two had.

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untaemedqueen · 6 months

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At Your Service

Escort!Jeongguk x CEO!Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Chapter 15.

Series Warnings (Will Be Updated): Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor

"I fucking knew something like this was gonna happen again!" Taehyung hisses venomously as both he and Jimin stare down at Guk who hasn't gotten off the couch all day.

"Tae…" Chim murmurs softly, nudging him the ribs.

The escort's cheeks are stained with tears and his eyes are bloodshot with red rims signifying the lack of sleep he's gotten for the past few days.

"No! Look at him! I knew this shit was gonna happen! He looks like he's been fucking shot!" the tallest shouts, knocking Jimin's hand away.

"I know it seems bad right now but maybe they can patch it up, you k-"

"Are you fucking kidding me, man? You got wrapped up in her little play too, huh?! That bitch-"

Within a second Jeongguk is off the couch and gripping the neck of the older man's shirt with eyes that come alive with fierceness and molten anger. "Watch what you fucking say about her in my house!"

Chim takes a step back, blinking at how fast the youngest moved.

Taehyung isn't afraid of the confrontation, his smirk is almost bitter and sad for the man before him.

"I want to say I told you so badly. You have no idea," he mumbles, wrapping his hand around the escort's fist.

"Get the fuck outta my house," Jeongguk hisses, shoving Tae back with a force that makes his heels dig into the carpet below before laying back down on the couch to stare off into space some more.

"I bet you would even get back with her if she asked you too! You have no backbone, Guk! You don't even understand how absolutely wrong she is for this!"

The tallest is right in that sense, if you just called Guk or texted him he would go running to you wherever you are. Somehow your ex-boyfriend feels as if this isn't real.

You wouldn't push him away like this, you wouldn't leave him alone without any explanation if you weren't frightened. The doctor must have told you something awful. Maybe you can't face reality, yet. Or maybe you don't want to face it because then whatever it is might become real.

"What're you gonna do, Gukkie? You can't stay in this apartment forever staring at your phone," Jimin asks with a soft, soothing voice.

The escort continues to stare at his coffee table and simply shrugs when Chim crouches before him making eye contact.

"God, I can't believe the women you pick," Tae guffaws, folding his arms once more.

Jeongguk feels like a mere shell at this point, every step he takes feels like he's crawling farther and farther away from you.

He can barely even think anymore, his thoughts are always solely on you. When they're not on you, he thinks about what he's done wrong.

It's been two weeks since you blocked him from you. Everyday feels like it's longer than the last.

He wishes he would have told you how much he loves you instead of whispering it in the dead of night while you slept. Maybe if he told you how much you mean to him, you would have been brave enough to not push him away. Jimin constantly tells him to stop dwelling on it but it seems almost impossible.

"You have a job," Jimin announces, busting through the apartment door.

"What?" the escort hisses, lifting his head lazily off of the couch.

"You have a job," his best friend enunciates, throwing a pair of black jeans that are piled up on the floor at his head.

If you were to see the state of your ex-boyfriend's apartment right now, you would drop dead. It's quite simply a mess.

"I didn't take a job. So no, I don't," Guk hisses, tossing the jeans off of his thigh with a rough hand.

"Applehyme wants you and only you. And me being the great guy I am told her that you'd do it so here we are. Now get dressed, you gotta be there in thirty minutes."

The escort lets his eyes flutter closed and he can't think of anything else but wanting his couch to swallow him whole. Even Hawking is staring at him with curious, sad eyes and it rips through his limbs like butter.

Applehyme only goes to one restaurant and as annoying and crude as she is… Namjoon also goes to that restaurant to get you food.

Maybe if Guk goes, he'll see your coworker. And if he sees your coworker, he can hound him to fess up what's going on with you.

As all of this works itself out in his brain, he stands up in a flash.

"Thirty minutes?" he inquires, heading off to the bathroom.

"Thirty," Chim agrees, throwing himself down on the couch.

Jeongguk finds these restaurants way too dim. It's almost as if everyone is sticking to the shadows around him while he sits at a brightly lit table with older women swarming him like some kind of plague.

He has to squint just to see ten feet from the table but the prospect of seeing Namjoon is too hard to miss.

He takes the thigh touching with a grain of salt. Miranda Applehyme seems to never keep her hands to herself but when she's paying such an exorbitant amount to do it… he never complained.

"You've missed a few of our luncheons, Jeongguk. We were wondering when we would see you again," one of the fellowship announces.

The escort has never paid attention to any of these women's names and he's not about to start now.

"Oh… Yeah," he breathes, sitting up straighter when the doors open, "I've been busy."

These women are very bad at understanding social cues, especially when they feel like they're above everyone else. They don't understand that Guk couldn't give a bigger fuck and they really can't understand that he isn't paying a lick of attention.

Your ex physically deflates when the person that enters isn't Namjoon and he shakes his head minutely at the disappointment of it all.

It was a small chance to see him and an even smaller chance to get him to talk but he had to take it.

He needs to understand what's going on.

With a sigh, he turns his attention back to his now cold plate of food and he pushes the chicken around with his fork like a child.

"Are you alright?" Miranda inquires, pushing her bangs softly away from her eyes.

"Yeah… I'm fine," he whispers, giving her a polite smile.

The afternoon with the mothball fellowship felt longer than most days and when it's finally over the escort takes a large relieving breath.

He holds open the car door for Miranda as she climbs into her Bentley and with a sullen smile, he politely nods to her.

It isn't even two seconds later when a nice, posh car rolls into the lot and as Mrs. Applehyme opens her mouth to speak, Guk slams the door shut.

Namjoon slowly makes his way out of his car in a nicely pressed three piece suit and your ex practically fumbles his own feet as he advances at your coworker.

"Oh God," Joon whines, catching sight of the man before him.

"Explain!" Guk snaps, grabbing at the lapels of his suit.

Jeongguk isn't the only one with muscle and within a second your coworker barrels towards hjm and shoves him up against the side of the restaurant with narrowed eyes.

"Listen to me, she does not want to see you. Do you understand me? She does not want to speak to you. Leave her alone."

The words are like bullets to your ex and he seemingly slumps, almost limply, within Namjoon's grasp. When your coworker promised he'd get to the bottom of this. Guk stupidly assumed the taller blonde man would just fix everything but that's clearly not the case.

Joon pulls away sharply, fixing his suit with a huff.

"Well… wh-what's wrong with her?" Guk inquires softly, running his hands over his face.

Your coworker sighs loudly, having to look away from the man he's broken with such few words. He wants to tell him so badly but… he promised you. "She's not dying, I can tell you that much."

The escort's eyes flutter shut and Joon takes a step away to look at your ex in his entirety. He's fucking messy, although he's masking it well, the bags under his eyes tell it all.

Joon has loved you for so many years, longer than this fucking guy but he's not the one you need right now. He knows that.

You find very little comfort in his presence and you don't speak to him or anyone to try and shut the world away.

"Let's get a drink, c'mon," Namjoon sighs, heading toward the restaurant and pocketing his hands.

"A drink?!" the escort guffaws, widening his eyes as he watches the blonde man walk away.

"That's what I explicitly said. Yes."

The restaurant's bar is posh and completely filled with well off business men that have little care for anything in the entire world.

With a sigh, Guk picks up his whisky and watches as Namjoon rolls up his sleeves. The expression on the blonde man's face is one of exhaustion.

Huffing out, your coworker leans back into his chair with a groan.

"Y/N has been working so hard the past few days that it's running everyone else into the ground,"Joon announces, lifting his glass of wine.

Just to hear the way the man speaks your name, to see the adoration through his tired mocha irises makes Guk want to spit on the ground.

The blonde man notices the tension and anger in an instant but all he does is simply cross his legs confidently.

"I've know Y/N for a long fucking time. So long that… it sometimes feels like I've known her forever," Namjoon whispers, looking down into his glass. He doesn't know what he's going to say but he needs to say something.

The escort leans back into his chair, nursing the whiskey as he keeps his eyes on the older man.

"When I first met her… I grew a crush on her immediately. She was mean and vicious but she did it with poise and flare. I've been in love with her for years and she's never given me the time of day… But when you came along it was almost like it didn't even take you a week for her whole personality to change. Then I realized… I was never right for her. She looks at me like I'm some sort of background character and I'll never actually have a chance with her. I could try for seven more years and she'll never reciprocate because she doesn't care for me. I don't know if she would even call me a friend after all this time."

Guk simply watches Joon's inner monologue bleed forth from his lips like he's been dying to say this for ages.

Your coworker combs his fingers through his hair, completely at odds with what to do next. He's taking a lot on his shoulders and he's not even your significant other.

It's almost parasocial in a way.

Guk sighs softly, letting the burn of the whisky soothe his nerves.

What are you going through?

"Does she hate me? Why is she doing this?" your ex inquires hopelessly.

With a frown, Namjoon guzzles down the expensive wine. He shakes his head slowly as if he's trying to figure out exactly what he wants to do and say.

"I can't help her like you can. She doesn't… I'm not the one that she needs," your coworker breathes.

"So what're you saying?" the escort inquires, setting down his now empty glass.

"My car has black out windows so if you sit in the backseat then when I pull up to her gates the guards won't see you," Joon announces, setting his glass down and standing up.

"What?" Guk breathes, tilting his head.

"Just be quiet and follow me," the older man mumbles, rolling his eyes, "she's gonna fucking kill me, man."

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long way home 21 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.7k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: pg

warnings: jaykay being a huge simp for miss oc, he ,,, licks her lip gloss off his face ???? 🥸 don't ask plis, them lowkey acting like a couple but it's all platonic guys !!!!! don't worry !!!! , sad gukkie in the end 😔, his broken heart </3 awakens the lil whore in him 😐

summary: the one where jungkook gives up.

a/n: talking bout this jungkook look in this chapter <3 without the bucket hat tho !!

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08| 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 |

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4 years ago

"You're early," you say as Jungkook slips out of his shoes in the hallway.

"Was bored at home so I figured I might as well come over." Jungkook bends down to gives you a peck on the cheek.

"So that's why I kept getting Snapchat notifications from you?"

He stops, leaning away from you. "You saw and ignored me ?" There's an accusatory pitch to his voice, the perfect complement to the frown that slowly contorts his features.

"I'm doing my make-up. I don't have time for your silly snaps," you huff and turn on your heels, heading back to the living room.

Tonight Jungkook, Namjoon, Seulgi and you were going to go clubbing. It's been a while since the last time you went out so you're excited...to get drunk.

You hop onto the little cushion you have placed in front of the coffee table. You've been sitting here for a while, doing your make-up while watching a kdrama on TV.

"They weren't silly. I was showing you my outfit." Jungkook follows you and sits down somewhere behind you on the couch.

You turn around. He's wearing a black t-shirt, plad shirt on top and a leather jacket. The tight, ripped jeans he is wearing accentuates Jungkook's muscular thighs and oh wow, the holes on both knees are big enough to get a glimpse of his thighs and...you actually have to gulp to think straight again.

"I like this," you point out, tugging at the plad shirt. Your voice seems a little thick so you turn back around again and busy yourself with putting on make-up to hide your flaming cheeks. You see a little grin playing on Jungkook's lips through the small mirror placed in front of you.

"You can change the channel if you want," you offer as you put on some (actually, a lot ) blush on your cheeks.

"I don't mind."

You furrow your brows. You look at Jungkook through the mirror and notice that he's still staring at you. "Came to watch me getting ready or what?"

Jungkook shrugs. "Better than lazing around at home alone."

"You should get yourself a girlfriend then."

Jungkook nudges your back with his foot. "You don't wanna spend time with me?"

"No but, you shouldn't feel lonely."

"But it's fine when I'm with you."

"What, so you wanna spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Well, yeah?" He says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. As if he couldn't believe that you'd ever dare to ask him such a foolish question. "Obviously I am." Big round doe eyes watching you.

Instinctively, a smile flits across your face as you register Jungkook's sweet words.

"Kinda rude of you not to say anything back," Jungkook utters in the tiniest pout, mock offense leaking through this gentle voice.

"Just keep saying nice things like that and I'll consider spending my life with you."

"You act like I'm hardly being nice to you."

"You bailed on me yesterday," you remind him, grabbing the eyelash curler.

"I told you beforehand that I wasn't sure if I could make it."

"Had to get boba all by myself."

"You could've asked Seulgi?"

Yeah, you could've. But it wouldn't have been the same cause you wanted to go with him.

You don't say anything in return, focusing on making your lashes look longer.

"Watchu gonna wear?" Jungkook asks after a while, but you don't hear him. Well, yes you do actually hear him but you're in the midst of coating your lashes with mascara. Definitely not a good time to start a convo.

Jungkook pokes your side with his foot. "Jungkook," you whine and Jungkook snickers at the immediate pout that pushes at your lips.

"That's what you get for ignoring me."

You smudged the brush of your mascara on your eyelid. When you lean back from the mirror you can see how his smile has him scrunching up his nose and how he gloats over teasing you. Asshole.

"Go get me a cotton swab," you demand, tugging on Jungkook's pants to get him to stand up.

Jungkook pats your head when he brushes past you to get to the bathroom. You shoot daggers with your eyes when you feel his hand, the playful twinkle in his eyes not showing anything remotely close to remorse.

Seconds later he comes back with the cotton swab. "Want me to clean it?" He's standing next to your seated figure, looking hella tall as you look up at him.

"Need to wet it first," you answer, making a grab for the cotton swab, but Jungkook holds it out of your reach. "Huh?"

"Tongue out."

You blink.

What.

Jungkook clicks his tongue, sounding a tad bit annoyed when you don't proceed to do what he told you.

He pops one end of the swab in his mouth for a second and sits down on his knees in front of you, softly grabbing you by the chin to draw your face closer.

Your reaction to Jungkook's weird antics is a little slow - you only manage to squeak "ew" once the wet cotton touches your eyelid. Your fingers fly up to his wrist, though you don't stop him. You curl your fingers around him. "You're so disgusting." You wrinkle your nose.

"I'm just helping you." He mumbles the words to himself and you find it almost adorable how concentrated he is right now.

"Weirdo."

Jungkook tosses the cotton swab on the table after he's done. He remains seated next to you, leans back against the couch and plants his feet on the carpet.

You subtly sneak a peek at Jungkook, his ripped jeans rousing emotions in you that has your skin prickle with a thin layer of heat. Your best friend looks hot today.

Forcing your attention back to finish your make-up, you screw your lip gloss and brush the applicator over your lips. You cover the whole of your lips in the sparkling substance.

"What?" you ask when you see Jungkook staring at you applying lip gloss. You turn to him, holding the lip gloss close to his face. There's a faint dust of pink on his cheeks when you meet his eyes. "Want some?"

He shoves your wrist away.

"Tastes like cherry," you coax him, putting a little more on your lips before you smack your mouth for emphasis.

"I'll pass."

You screw the lip gloss shut and place it on the table.

"Are you ready soon? Namjoon's always on my ass when I'm running late."

"Yeah, just need to change," you reply, leaning on Jungkook's shoulders to get to your feet.

Padding to your bedroom you start to rid yourself of your clothes. You change your bra into a strapless one. Then you grab the black dress from your bed that you selected earlier and quickly change into it. It's a pretty dress you've recently bought. It has a straight neckline and is long-sleeved, but it only reaches mid-thigh and has a slit at the side.

You puff in frustration when you have trouble zipping up your dress.

"Jungkook?" you call him and try with impatient hands to close the zip yourself, but it's no use.

A few seconds later you hear his footsteps on the floor approaching your bedroom.

"What's wrong, baby?" he slowly opens the door and peers in with his head. His eyes are wide when he takes in your whole figure.

You show him the backside of your unzipped dress. "Help me, please."

Jungkook chuckles at your helpless state.

Soon you feel his hand gently pushing your hair to one side of your shoulder. He zips up your dress in a matter of seconds. You don't wanna complain, but feeling his hands on you felt nice. Made you feel fuzzy inside.

"You look really fucking pretty."

The giddy feeling grows at his gaze. You stand on tippy toes to peck his cheek and beam a "thank you".

As you pull back, you see the subtle rosy mark of your mouth on Jungkook's cheek. "Oops."

But then Jungkook swipes a fingers over the shiny stain on his cheek pops his tongue out to give it a little lick.

"What are you-" you stop yourself, looking at him in disbelieve.

"You made me curious with the cherry flavour."

You walk to your bedside table to grab a tissue. "You haven't even had a sip of alcohol and you're already acting so weird."

"Yeah but you're the one who transforms into the weirdest person on earth when you're drunk."

"Pschh," you shush him, trying to wipe the lip gloss off his face as best you can. "We don't talk about that."

Jungkook chuckles and playfully jabs you in the side.

You jerk at that. "Yah, I had enough of that today." You press the tissue against his chest and leave the room.

"Come back to me," you hear Jungkook whine in the back.

You're on your third drink of the night.

Despite your plans to get drunk, you're still pretty much sober.

Namjoon has been getting you drinks he thinks are "so goddamm delicious", but every time you have to disappoint him with an involuntary grimace after taking a small sip.

You shouldn't have told him that you wanted to try something new tonight. Because now he's coming back to your table with his fourth attempt to make you like some of his favourites.

"Here." Namjoon presents you another drink. He sits down next to Seulgi. "This one is really good. I promise."

Warily, you give it a try.

When Namjoon doesn't see you pulling a grimace he says, "See? I told you it was good."

"You said that all the times before. This is the fourth drink," Seulgi points out.

Namjoon shrugs. "My job is done here." His gaze wanders from the bar to the crowd of people dancing on the dance floor. He clasps his hands. "I'm just gonna..." He walks into the crowd of people and you hope he won't try to impress a girl with his poor choices of drinks.

You feel the glass slip in your hand as Jungkook takes it. He's been sitting next you all night.

You watch him taste it. "Isn't this a little too strong for you?"

"Yeah, but I didn't want him get me another one. So I didn't say anything."

"He would've spent the whole night trying to find something you'd like," Seulgi says, sipping on her own drink.

"You think we'll see him again?" you ask Jungkook, pointing at the crowd where Namjoon has disappeared.

"Nah, he told me he needed to get his mind off things today."

You notice a guy looking at you from across the club. He's leaning against the bar counter. You intuitively you move closer to Jungkook. He immediately understands, resting his warm hand on your thigh. And as quickly as the guy eyed you up and down he spins around.

Having Jungkook as your friend comes in handy sometimes.

"Oh, me too," Seulgi groans.

Your eyebrows furrow at that. Nothing has happened in her life recently that should make her say something like that.

"Why?" you inquire.

"I'll tell you later." She pushes the glass you had placed on the table into your hand. "Let's get drunk and then dance, please."

"But..." You examine the drink in your hands. "I don't wanna drink this."

"What do you want? Lemme get you something," Jungkook offers. He holds his empty glass up. "Gonna get myself something too."

"Strawberry Daiquiri, please."

As Jungkook leaves, you feel Seulgi's gaze on you.

You cock your head to the side. "What's up?"

Seulgi downs the rest of her drink. "I don't understand you."

Scooting a little closer to her - now that Jungkook's gone, you can feel the looks of many men ogling at Seulgi and you - you change glasses with Seulgi because whatever it was that Namjoon had got for you, it was a bit too much.

"Watchu mean?"

"I just don't get why you and Jungkook don't...y'know, try to be more than friends."

You quirk an eyebrow but Seulgi remains unfazed. She's confronted you with this question multiple times - most of the times with a sharp sideway glance at Jungkook, eyebrows up on her forehead and then back at you.

"Never."

"At least fuck him?"

"Seulgi."

"You don't think he's fuckable? Y/n, please. Don't tell me you haven't been staring at those thighs all night 'cause I certainly did."

"Jungkook is handsome, but that's not the point."

"Then tell me. What's stopping you?"

You tap a manicured finger on the round of the glass. A sigh escapes your lips.

"What?" she asks. "Does he not meet your standards? Is he not enough for you?"

"I - I don't know."

Seulgi wears a questioning look on her face. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't wanna ruin what we have right now." You shrug. "I don't want things to get weird between us. I mean, yeah, I shouldn't assume what could happen without even trying but ... I don't wanna risk anything. Not with Jungkook." You nibble at your bottom lip. "I can't imagine my life without Jungkook. And I don't wanna lose him because of something stupid that could've easily been avoided."

"As long as I have him in my life I don't care in which relation to me. I just need him," you tell her.

"Jungkook's got you wrapped around his finger," Seulgi says.

"No." you frown, deeply in denial. "I just really like him."

You switch glasses with Seulgi again and take a big sip of whatever Namjoon had ordered.

"Let's talk about something else."

"I just don't get why you and Jungkook don't...y'know, try to be more than friends."

Jungkook comes to an abrupt halt.

Had he really just hear Seulgi say that? To you?

Jungkook shouldn't be listening on your conversation. He knows that. But he had to know your answer to Seulgi's question.

"Never."

Was this his instant karma for eavesdropping?

Jungkook feels something twist in his stomach with a strange pain.

It's not like he expected a different answer. But maybe there was a spark of hope that made his heart beat a little faster.

He almost starts walking again when he hear Seulgi asking, "At least fuck him?"

And that catches his attention again.

"Seulgi."

"You don't think he's fuckable? Y/n, please. Don't tell me you haven't been staring at those thighs all night Cause I certainly did."

He's noticed your glances. But he didn't think anything of it.

"Jungkook is handsome, but that's not the point."

Jungkook has spent a lot of time thinking about what he could do or change for you to make you like him the way he likes you. So what is he missing?

"What?" Seulgi asks. "Does he not meet your standards? Is he not enough for you?"

Jungkook gulps.

Suddenly the whole club is silent. And he's waiting for your answer. Seconds pass and you don't say a single word.

All at once, every cell in Jungkook's body becomes ice cold and every part of him freezes. His feet are frozen in place. He can't move. Jungkook needs to know what you're gonna say next.

He must look ridiculous right now - standing quietly in a club while everyone around him is dancing, chatting and laughing.

"I - I don't know."

Everything is silent in Jungkook's ears, but at that moment, he heard his heart breaking. Right in the middle. And Jungkook knows he isn't imagining it, because he felt it. It's deep and painful and so intense.

And that's Jungkook's cue to turn around and leave.

Jungkook doesn't allow himself to dwell on his feelings. He shouldn't be having them in the first place. It was his own fault. His own stupidity.

So he walks back to the bar, putting both drinks on the counter. He exhales deeply and stares at the marbled counter to calm himself.

In the corner of his eye sees a woman standing right next to him. Jungkook looks at her. She has a playful, teasing smile on her crimson lips. And soon, he feels himself looking at her the same way.

"Hey," Jungkook says.

"Hi." She bats her eyelashes. "Can I have that?" She points her finger at the Strawberry Daiquiri he had originally ordered for you.

"Of course." He hands her the drink. Jungkook won't come back to you anyway.

"What's your name, pretty?"

She giggles at the pet name.

"I'm Sora."

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