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‘the reunion’ (chapter one) jeon jungkook x reader

hello, I’m back! I randomly had this idea and wanted to act on it before I forgot about it!

- summary: it’s ten years after you graduated high school and your best friend convinces you to go to the reunion. you’re hesitant because you wonder if someone you never really stopped thinking about will be there... - jeon jungkook x reader - (past high school peers) au - word count: 2.5k - in this story there will be parts from the reader’s POV which is normal font like this, and jungkook’s third person POV in italics like this

A/N: in this first chapter there is a bit of explaining of the past but it’s relevant to the story so please bear through it! I still think it turned out pretty well! Feedback is always appreciated :)

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“I still can’t believe you convinced me to go to this thing.”

That comment made your best friend laugh in response from the bathroom that was adjoined to her bedroom where she was applying the last bit of her make-up.

“Come on, I really think we will have a great time! We’ve done really well for ourselves the past 10 years!”

You sighed as she stepped out.

“Plus,” she continued, “you look smokin’ hot.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled and took a look at yourself in the full length mirror.

You had to admit, you did feel pretty confident. After all, it wasn’t often that you dolled yourself up as much as this.

She grabbed a pair of diamond earrings off her dresser and stood next to you at the mirror to put them on.

“And I really want to see how much the people from our high school graduating class have changed, you know?”

You scoffed and made eye contact with her reflection.

“Mina, please. By ‘people’ you mean ‘guys’, and by ‘changed’ you mean ‘have gotten hotter’.”

She winked at you playfully and gave you a mischievous smile.

“Ah y/n, you know me too well.”

You chuckled and rolled your eyes again.

“Now come on,” she turned and grabbed her bag that was laying on the bed, “we have to go or we’re going to be late.”

Your ten year high school reunion was located at a rooftop bar in downtown Seoul, overlooking the Han River, the Namsan Tower not too far in the distance. It was an absolutely beautiful evening just before the start of sunset. The air pollution was at a minimum and there wasn’t a rain cloud in the sky.

As you and Mina stepped out of the elevator and onto the rooftop terrace you were immediately offered a glass of champagne. You took it without hesitation; knowing you were going to need it in order to face some of these people that you hadn’t seen in almost 10 years.

Back in high school, you weren’t hated by any means, you just weren’t very popular. You hung around with pretty much the same group of friends, with Mina being the only one you really kept in touch with these days.

You and Mina were assigned lab partners freshman year and the two of you instantly clicked which took you by surprise since Mina was quite different from you. She was confident, loud, and unapologetically herself. She had helped you get out of your shell more, be less shy… and was the only reason you entered that friend group in the first place. But alas, you still were who you were, with Mina’s help or not, so while she was definitely memorable, you couldn’t help but think that you on the other hand, were definitely forgettable. Would anyone here even remember your name?

“Oh my god, Mina!”

A girl from aforementioned friend group approached the two of you. Her arms were stretched out as she wrapped Mina in a small hug.

You remembered her name was Jenny, though the two of you were never close.

Jenny turned toward you, her smile fading a bit.

“And, um… Mina’s friend!”

Point proven.

Instantly you felt small and regretful for agreeing to come here. Was this how it was going to go the whole evening?

She gave you a fake smile and hug (if you could even call it that), too.

“Come on, Jen, this is (y/n),” Mina spoke up, “My best friend. She’s the only one I decided to keep in touch with all these years!”

You smiled to yourself.

This is why you loved Mina. She was always there to stick up for you… and throw subtle shade.

“Ah, (y/n), of course I remember! Don’t be silly, Mina, I was just making a joke! What, did you lose your sense of humor after all these years?”

She waved her hand like it wasn’t a big deal and let out a fake laugh.

There was an awkward pause.

“Right, well, it was good to see you, Jenny, but right now I desperately need another drink,” Mina held up her already empty champagne glass, “we’ll see you around, okay?”

Before Jenny could respond Mina started pushing you away and towards the bar.

“God, what a bitch,” she whispered in your ear, “Why did we come here again?”

You chuckled.

“Min, this was your idea!”

Mina rolled her eyes.

“Damnit, you’re right.”

And the two of you laughed together.

But then, almost instantaneously, you stopped.

Because there he was. The one person you were most anxious to see.

Standing right at the bar.

Everything around you seemed to disappear.

Your heart sped up.

He looked so good. And so different. But so. Damn. Good.

“Whoa. Are you seeing what I’m seeing?”

Mina’s sudden voice from next to you snapped you out of your thoughts.

You glanced back at her and followed her gaze to exactly where you had just been staring.

Wait, had she been looking at him, too?

She grasped your arm tightly.

“Isn’t that Kim Taehyung? Oh my god. Who knew he would become so handsome? He looks like a freaking Greek GOD.”

You chuckled slightly.

So, she wasn’t looking at the same person as you were. You felt relieved.

But then she asked,

“And who is that next to him?”

Your face instantly got warm. You didn’t have to look again to know exactly who she was referring to.

She continued her speculation,

“Oh wait… is that-“

“Jeon Jungkook.”

You answered quickly… maybe suspiciously quickly.

Immediately you covered your tracks, “Uh, I think that’s him anyway”.

Mina cocked her head.

“Ah that’s right! Jungkook! Wow… he got handsome, too.”

She wasn’t wrong.

You remembered high school Jungkook perfectly. Back then, he had a nice helmet of dark brown hair, with bangs that fell over his forehead and swept to the side. He was taller than you, but small and kind of awkward; like his body hadn’t gone through puberty yet. He had a sweet smile that resembled a bunny because of two slightly larger front teeth. He was good at everything and anything he tried, talent seemed to run through his veins like blood.

But most of all, he was just generally such a nice guy. He was always helping people when they needed it, like carrying heavy books for girls (and not just the pretty ones), inviting unpopular guys to his friends’ parties (despite his friends’ protests), and staying incredibly modest despite his endless and obvious talents. He was a really good person, and because of that he was very popular with both the boys and girls.

It was also because of all these very reasons that you had fallen for him.

Yes, like many people at your school, you had fallen for Jeon Jungkook.

But, unlike those other people, you and Jungkook actually had a relationship… well, if you could even call it that. It wasn’t a “relationship” relationship, not even close. In fact, could you really have even called it a friendship?

You had two classes together senior year, neither of which either of you had any friends in (more surprising for him since he had way more friends than you), and it just so happened that you were assigned to sit next to each other in both classes. One day, while in Korean class, he leaned over to your desk and asked you about a question on the assignment (why he was asking you, the non-Korean, a question about Korean you had no idea) but ever since then the two of you would work together in both classes, and always partner up when it was required. Because of this, a couple times you even went to his house to work on projects, and vice versa. He would also say “hi” to you in the halls and smile that bunny smile, which he continued to do until the end of the year. You even remembered that at one point you thought he was going to ask you to hang out, not sure as friends or as more, but then in the moment he suddenly changed the subject, never brought it up again, and you were too shy to ask about it. So finally, when graduation came, the two of you went your separate ways, and you never saw him again.

Well, until now.

Tonight he wore a black suit jacket with a silky black shirt underneath, the top couple of buttons undone which subtly revealed an obviously toned chest. The suit jacket, you noticed, barely fit around his muscular upper arms. Clearly lifting weights was something he had been working on these past 10 years. His waist was still small though, the shirt was tucked in around it into the matching black suit pants. When he briefly raised his arm to swipe a piece of his semi-shaggy jet black bangs out of his face you noticed rings adorning his long fingers. And wait… were those tattoos on his hand, too? And a lip and eyebrow piercing? You were shocked; definitely didn’t expect the shy and innocent Jungkook from high school to end up with finger tattoos and facial piercings.

He was leaning against the bar with the same group of friends he had always hung out with in high school and based on their Facebook posts everyone knew they all still hung out to this day. There were seven of them, and they were the popular group back then; every guy wanted to be their friend, every girl wanted to date one of them.

In fact, Mina had dated one of them. His name was Jimin. He was sweet, and handsome in the pretty, more feminine type of way. Despite the fact that their relationship didn’t work out, they had still stayed friends for the remainder of their time in school together.

So sure enough, once Mina laid eyes on him she wasted no time in loudly yelling his name to get his attention.

“Park Jimin!”

At the sound of their friend being called, all seven of them turned to look at the two of you.

That’s when you and Jungkook made eye contact for the first time in 10 years.

Your heart felt like it leapt into your throat and immediately you looked away. He probably didn’t remember who you were anyway, so you wanted to hold on to the good memories you had of your time together back then rather than replace them with disappointing memories of tonight.

Jimin’s smile instantly got wider when he saw who had called his name, and he said something to the other guys before practically bounding his way over to where you were standing.

“Ohwaaa, Lee Mina! Is that really you??”

Jimin wrapped his arms around her in a huge hug and swayed her back and forth. He had always been extremely physically affectionate so that obviously hadn’t changed.

“It’s me, Jiminie, right here in the flesh!” Mina replied, returning his big hug.

Jimin stepped back and took a look at her.

“Wow, Mina, you look even prettier now than back then…”

From any other guy that may have been a creepy thing to say, but from Jimin it was always just complete sincerity. There wasn’t a creepy bone in his body, never had been.

Mina giggled and rolled her eyes.

“Oh, stop it… and you’re one to talk! I see the eye liner and extra-macho clothes are gone. You look great, Jimin.”

At this he smiled so widely that his eyes almost disappeared, just looking like crescent shapes on his cherubic face.

Then he turned to you and wrapped you in an equally large hug, bumping your champagne glass and causing the remainder of it to spill out onto the floor.

“And (y/f/n) (y/l/n), it’s so good to see you, too. You’re so beautiful as well, wow.”

You blushed at this and quietly thanked him.

Then he said,

“So how have you two been? Are you still living in Seoul?”

The three of you continued engaging in friendly conversation as the night carried on.

Jungkook swirled around the small amount of brown liquid that remained in his glass, attempting not to stare over to where Jimin had just left the group to go. He wanted to look, though… he really wanted to look.

For he couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw you here. You had always been rather shy, he remembered, so he was surprised you had come. Maybe you were convinced by the friend who stood next to you, a girl Jimin had dated he remembered, but he couldn’t quite recall her name. That’s what he would guess anyway, that she had wanted you to tag along. Though he supposed you could have changed… it had been almost 10 years after all.

“God damn,” Jungkook looked up at his best friend, Taehyung, who had interrupted his thoughts, “who is Jimin-ssi talking to?”

Jungkook used this as an excuse to look over at you. You were laughing at something your friend was saying.

“Hmm… I think he used to date her. I don’t remember her name.”

Taehyung shook his head.

“No no, I’m not talking about Mina, I meant the other girl, the girl next to her.”

Jungkook swallowed the rest of his drink. The liquid burned as it went down his throat.

“Oh, uh… that’s, uh, (y/n).”

Jungkook’s cheeks suddenly felt flushed at the sound of your name coming from his mouth. It was probably just the alcohol, he figured.

“Hmmm, (y/n)…” Taehyung repeated, “I don’t remember her. Did you know her?”

Jungkook shrugged, pretending to be uninterested.

“Uh, yeah, I think we had a couple classes together.”

Taehyung replied after taking a sip from his glass, “Wow… she is really attractive. I would have thought I would have remembered someone that pretty…”

Taehyung’s comment instantly made Jungkook perk his head up. He followed Taehyung’s gaze, using it as another excuse to glance at you. And this time, he let his eyes linger on you for just a little while longer.

Taehyung was wrong; for you weren’t just pretty… you were absolutely beautiful.

The way your black satin, spaghetti strap dress flowed over your body, but still managed to hug your obvious curves. It stopped mid-calf, with a slit down the side of the leg that went up almost dangerously high. Your hair was in waves as it cascaded down your shoulders and onto your bare back.

But what caught Jungkook’s attention the most was the smile that accompanied your laugh. It brightened up your face and made you seem confident and carefree. A feeling of warmth and familiarity suddenly overtook Jungkook, catching him by surprise, and in an instant all the memories of the two of you back then came flooding into his mind.

Yes, he remembered now.

He had been absolutely smitten with you.

And seeing you here again reminded him of just why.

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jungkookjeon0007 · 4 months

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— and this ladies and gentlemen is the man I am most obsessed with. 😩🙌🏻♥️

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kivedreams · 4 months

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CAN'T GET ENOUGH. knj.

pair. idol namjoon x f. reader.

genre. established relationship, long distance, have never said I love you.

warnings. +18, daddy kink, unprotected sex, power imbalance, rough sex, filthy sex, dirty talk, fingering, namjoon is really demanding, lil degradation.

synopsis; you’ve been waiting for me so patiently, I know, I’ll reward you, you little slut! or namjoon has 3 free days from the military service and he decides to enjoy them with you.

word count: 3.5k

A/N: I haven't write a fic in seven years, I hope this lives to the today's standards. kive

It was already sunset, everything felt quiet and lonely in the apartment, music had become a sad thing to play, so enjoying silence had become your main thing the last 3 months, since he had gone, as a foreigner you didn't fully comprehend the concept behind military service, in your country military had never been a big thing, consequences of being an small country that never seem to need it, so the moment that you realize that Namjoon actually had to enlist for around 2 years made a fissure in your heart, you really could not imagine how life was going to be for you, for both of you during that time, will your relationship be able to fight the distance? you had already been dating for over a year and everything felt like a fairytale, sneaking around, going to cafes in the countryside, hiding in your apartments, the sneaky kisses, grabbing hands under the table, and hiding your relationship from everyone else, because it was safer for both of you, it made things fun and exciting, but of course it was sad too, not being able to go around seoul’s streets holding hands, not being able to share pictures of you together, not being able to kiss him whenever you wanted and denying the obvious from everyone, that you were completely in love with Kim Nam Joon.

You knew that it was going to be the result after accepting that personal assistant job, but it was ok, the pay was amazing, the opportunities were amazing, you were going to be working side by side with someone you have already admired for years, so just keeping a lid in your feelings wasn't going to be a hard sacrifice, but two whole years being behind the smart, handsome, and talented men that namjoon was, proved to be way harder than you thought It'll be, of course you got drunk, of course you forgot with who you were with, and of course it ended up with you, namjoon, the empty hall in your building, and you shouting to the world that your boss was the most beautiful men that you have ever seen and of course that it would be a pleasure to have his children, you would have been honored to do so, and the last thing that you remember is namjoon’s laugh and then falling into the darkness.

Next morning, you woke up in your bed, completely tuck in, with you curls in a bonnet, not a single drop of makeup on and a dreadful headache, you felt so bad that you thought you might puke, water was a must, while you walked down to kitchen in your one bedroom studio apartment, that was perfect for you and your cats, nobody could've expected what your eyes saw.

Kim Nam Joon was sat in your living room reading one of the books that you picked up the last time you were in the bookstore, Kim Ji Young born 1982 by Choi Nam-Joo, the shock was visible in your eyes, you didn't know what to do or what to say, you wanted to just roll back to your room and hide there for the next 5 years, why was Namjoon in your living room reading on your brown chair one of your books and drinking coffee from that pretty pink mug you thrifted a while ago? he did not notice your presence until you cat, Komi walked over to you meowing and demanding to be feeded.

He lowered his gaze from the book to look at your completely shocked face. “Good morning Y/N, I knew you were going to sleep till late. I made coffee and breakfast, do you want some?” he said with a little smirk, that did not mean too much for you at the moment.

You were frozen by the idea of having Namjoon in your house, you've been dropped off with him a thousand times, but he had never come in. Once you realize you've been in complete silence for a minute since he asked, you remembered that you had to respond. “Y-yes, I do” you said with a low but strong voice. “Ok, sit down I'll get it for you” he said while standing up, you couldn't sit down without feeding your cats first, you used it as an excuse to go to the bathroom and see the state that you were, bonnet falling up to the side, your bare face that showed how much you drank last night, you quickly washed up your face and fixed the bonnet because it was going to be impossible to do more than that.

Walking with small steps to the kitchen, you said good morning as soon as you saw Namjoon, he smiled at you and said the same, offering you the same pink cup but full of fresh coffee. “How do you feel? Do you have any headaches? I ordered some hangover medicine for you” he said lifting a white bag with the nearest pharmacy logo printed all over it, you could feel the embarrassment in your whole body, grabbing the bag and looking thru its contents, you took the gold colored bottle that you new was going to get rid of any traces of the effect of alcohol in your system. He put a bowl full of rice next to you, making you realize the side dishes that were in the countertop, and while holding two bowls, one that looked it had kimchi on it and another with salted veggies on it Kim NamJoon said,

“So, you'll be honored to have my children?” in a laughing tone, and you knew it was over.

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That have been a whole year ago and it was still embarrassing for you, but somehow your feelings were not one sided, and thanks to that dumb slip off, you were there now in the apartment that you shared with the man of your dreams, it was lonely without him, but you were stress free and relaxed with your little demons, your cats, exactly what Namjoon wanted. When he suggested that it would be better for you to move in with him, the idea made you nervous but in the good way, moving together was an important step in your relationship. It made clear that Namjoon was taking the relationship as serious as you were, and honestly everything was better and easier.

You heard the door code and it spook you, because only you, Namjoon, the cleaning lady and maybe Jin had it, walking down the hallway to the door you were kind of scared, you knew it wasn't a thread because the security wouldn't let anybody come in, and the moment that the door opened you heart sank in surprised and happiness, there he was dressed in his military gear, carrying a small bag with his left hand, looking at you with those fiery eyes, you could not keep it to yourself so you left the scream out.

“Omg, omg omg! Nam!” you screamed while running close to him, he caught you up dropping his bag to the floor and lifting you closer, making it seem like there wasn't a height difference, and there it was that wood, forest scent that gave you peace, the scent of the man that had ingrained himself in your heart, it made you feel at home, you started kissing his whole face, while loading him with a million questions on the why and the how.

He let out a small laugh, walking with you on top to the entrance.

“They gave us three rest days'' he said, kissing you back, you feel his warm soft lips on top of yours, redirecting the kiss, your body touching the wall, while he slowly lets you on the floor wrapping his big hands around your waist.

“I missed you so much Y/N, in a desperate type of way” kiss “You look so beautiful, I'm so happy to see you” he whispered in your ear, kiss “How have my baby been?” he asked in that low musky voice that drove you crazy, you wrapped your hands around his neck, asking him to lift you to his face, and he did, as always.

“I have been missing you since day one, sleeping on your side of the bed, even though it doesn't smell like you anymore” you replied kissing him back with the same amount of passion and intensity “how are you babe?”

“Right now, I am marvelous, in front of heaven's doors you could say” he looked at you with those intense eyes, and that happy puppy face, letting you on the floor, moving to the bench at the entrance to remove the big black military boots that made him look even taller.

“I genuinely cannot believe that you're here, in front of me” you said sitting next to him.

“I am baby, here in front of you” he replied, kissing your forehead. “ and if it were for me I'll never leave”

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And there you were lying down, cuddling on the sofa, watching a random entertainment show that was on, both of you way to happy after making dinner together. You were trying to get even closer to him, even when your whole body was already on top of him, and he had you wrapped in his arms, it was never enough.

“Are you cold?” he asked, pulling you closer. You moved your body resting your face in his chest “No, I just want to be closer” you replied hugging him, he laughed, you feel the vibration of his body in yours. “It's never enough for you, is it?” he sat down carrying you up.

“You know it is not” you said sitting on top of him kissing his neck. He put his hands on your thighs, you know how much he loves them, you're sure that they are now bigger since you've put on some weight due to stress eating this few months, between being ‘jobless’ and without him, cooking had become your comfort zone; you feel the way he's grabbing you, more aggressively by the minute, you like it, like you always do.

He enjoys your body until you let a small moan slip next to his ears, you feel how his whole body tense up, Namjoon moves his mouth to your neck whispering “ You liked that?” in a deep voice, he was turned on, and you were too.

“Y-yes” you replied in a moan while he slid his hands through the short pajama pants that you should have not been wearing during winter.

His hands started to wander around your waist, pulling the white cardigan out of you, letting wet kisses all around your neck, one of his hands left you waist, grabbing one of your breast he started stroking it, making you let out another moan, he knew where all your bottoms where and he started pressing them on, you'll be lying if you don't admit how horny you have been this months without him, you wanted it so bad, so desperately, you need it. He stopped stroking your breast over the blouse that you had, to rip it from your body.

“I want to fuck you so hard Y/N, you’ve been waiting for me so patiently, I know, I’ll reward you, you little slut! ” He said passing his hand through your chest, he let a wet kiss on your neck and moved his mouth to your left breast placing his tongue on your nipple playing with it.

You let a moan out and heard a chuckle coming from his mouth, and then he started sucking on you tit while keeping one of his hands on your neck, there he was, he loved taking control of you, you could feel how his hand was holding you tightly, reminding you who you were from. He loved to know that he owns you, and that you gladly agree.

He freed your neck and started playing with your other tit, your head falling into his neck moaning his name, his thick long cock rising up in his joggers you could feel it brushing in your leg, it was making you lose your mind, Namjoon loved when you please him, and you loved to please him, your hand reached to the border of his pants, touching his hard erection through the fabric, he moaned.

“This is how happy I am to see you” he said standing up with you on top, his voice was deep and his eyes were filled with desire, he sat you down on the edge of the couch removing your shorts and panties together.

“I love how wet you are, tell me how much you want it” he said taking a step back to look at you, dripping wet, shining with sweat “I want to always see you like this, desperately waiting for me to eat you up, tell me Y/N, do you want it? call for it”

“Y-yes, Nam I want it!” you beg through desperate breaths, trying to catch your breath, to breathe at a normal pace.

“Wrong Y/N” he said loud and demanding “What's my name?” he walked up to you, taking both your hands, kneeling you down in front of the couch, resting you face in it, he put his big hand in the center of your back bending you down even more “I’m going to finger you until you remember what's my name, you whore!”

He slapped your cheek making you moan, his hands were moving around your whole body, like if he was tasting you, his right hand moved just to the top of you venus mount, opening you up with his long fingers, Namjoon started to play with your clitoris, making you moan and beg for his dick, but he wasn't going to give it to you, until you give him what he wanted.

“Daddy please!” you moaned, exactly what he wanted to hear.

“That's my baby, tell daddy what you want, and he’ll give it to you” he said in your ears, kissing your neck, his kisses moving down to your back, while he put a finger inside of you. “Is this what you want baby, talk to me” he said putting another finger inside.

“I want-t you inside, inside of me daddy”

“Who am I to deny your wishes” he said in a chuckle “ Stand up for me baby” he demanded so you did, his clothes were already on the floor, and when you stood up, you could see his dick in full bloom, he sat down on the couch making you sat on top of him, your back in his chest, you could feel how the military training had pay its fruits, he took your breasts in his hands, caressing your nipples “Look down honey, look how wet your pussy is, begging to be fucked”

All you could see was his dick touching you. You grabbed it with both hands pumping it up, seeing his shiny tip, desperate for it to be inside of you, the action well received with his moans and hard breathes.

“Damn baby, you never hesitate, c’mon put it inside of you! ” he teased.

You lifted up your body, him helping you with his hands now on your thighs, you used you hands to drive his long shiny cock to your entrance, feeling the tip inside of you, driving it slower, but of course Namjoon would not let you have that, he moved his hands making you whole body fall in his cock, it opening you up, the stretch hitting you up just where you need it, driving you crazy the way that you could feel it completely filling you up. He stayed there for a second waiting on you, making sure that you were ok.

“M-move, please move!” you beg in a whisper, he gave it to you.

Namjoon hugged your body, lifting you while moving himself up and down, you heard him moaning and panting, and that made you even more aroused, he was stretching you up, giving you what you wanted, his dick.

3 months without seeing him and getting his touch, how much you missed him

made you feel insane, but now he was here showing you that he was going insane too without your body close to him, it was joyful having you on top of him.

Namjoon started to touch your clit with two of his fingers, you were so wet for him, and he was enjoying it to the fullest, he could feel how close you were, he wasn't going to last longer either.

And suddenly he pulls out, making you moan in disbelief

“why?!” you screamed

“ I want to see your face when you come for me”

He turned you around, like a rag doll, you forgot how strong Namjoon was, especially when he wanted you in a specific place.

“C’mon sit on it” he said grabbing his dick, you did not hesitate, and sat on it immediately

“D-daddy!”

He kissed you, deeply,his tongue exploring your mouth, he grabbed your ass with both of his hands making the pace even more aggressive, you were about to cum, you felt it, breaking the kiss, feeling the lack of air and the heat in the room. Your moans louder by the second.

“Come for daddy baby, come” he whispered in your ears with his deep voice, and that was it his sucked your nipple while you came making you a mess of moans and deep breaths, orgasm hitted you high, and you could feel him still using your body to get to his own climax.

“I'm coming inside baby” his voice even deeper, and you wanted it.

“Yes daddy, cum inside of me” you moaned for him.

His thick load filling you up, the warmth of his cum heating you up from inside, his moans drive you crazy making you cum again with him, a mix of moans and hard breaths, inhale, exhale, fill the room, you fell on top of him trying to catch your breath.

“That was intense, I am out of words” you whispered hugging him

“Indeed” he said, caressing your lower back. “ I love you Y/N”

He stand up with on top, wearing a shocked expression on your face it was the first time he ever said it, it caught you by surprise, Namjoon trust issues were as clear as the day, so he never fully open up about his feelings, and you let him, you understood that it would take time, for him to be completely open to you, it was ok you were there for him and that was the best way to prove him that he could trust you with his feelings, him saying I love you market a new path in you relationship.

Before you could realize it, you were already in the bathroom Namjoon, pulling out of you letting you slowly on the floor. The mess between your legs demanded to be cleaned, he kissed your shoulder and said “ Want to take a bath?” you nod, still in disbelief of what has happened.

Namjoon prepared the bath for the both of you, using the bath salts that you loved, you were still there standing up in front of the mirror, seeing him move through it, making sure the water was warm enough lighting up the candles, he got close to you hugging you from the back “Lets rinse up first, ok?” you felt the doubt in his voice, the nervousness in his system, you could only nod. He moved you to the shower, tying up your hair in a bun, he knew wetting your hair at this time meant a test, you feel the water going in your skin, the warmth felt good.

“Ok, you're clean baby, come” he said, driving you out of the water to the bath.

You could see the stars through the windows of the bathroom, there you were resting on his chest, hearing his calm breath, feeling his hands on your ways, the bubbles covering your bodies,the burning smell of the candles, and the warmth embracing both of you.

“Nam” you said in a whisper.

“Yes babe” he said, taking your hand.

“I love you too”

You heard him exhale deeply, meaning relief, “I was scared, though I said it too soon” he said, moving your body so you could face him.

“I wasn't expecting it so I got surprised, sorry”

“Nothing to be sorry for babe” he said, giving you a kiss, it was sweet and soft, he was telling you how much he loved you. You broke the kiss.

“Can you say it again? I want to hear it more” you said smiling, your body could not keep the amount of happiness going through your body.

“I love you Y/N” he whispered, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer for a kiss, and there you knew he was going to make love to you again, because it was never enough with you two.

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with love kive <3

#namjoon #smut bts #bts #kim nam joon #jeon jung kook #park jimin #jk #min yoongi #namjoon imagine #namjoon x reader #kpop imagines #bts x reader #bts smut #kiv3 #bangtan #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts x you

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sour-ggrapess · 1 year

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OPP THOT

Gang!member!hoseok x fem!reader

requested by @midnight986 .

a/n: ima change it a bit but the concept is still there. Sorry for the break but I had a exam and my allergies are beating my ass so bad rn and im in my depressed era because my love is leaving ;( . And this is prob my last fic for a while

summary; hoseok wants you and revenge so whats a better way to get your pussy and revenge than to fuck you and send it to your opp boyfriend?

warnings; oral (m), mentions of drugs and violence , rough sex, daddy kink, cum feeding, slight oral (f) , mean hoseok, slut shaming, over protective , choking, squirting, cheating on Kai, recording, gun play.

rere was listening to; OTR cypher x tell em

"B-but, what about kai?" You complained in a moan as Hoseok ran his tongue along your neck. "You won't have to worry about him for much longer baby" Hoseok groaned against your red, wet skin and went back to sucking and kissing making little moans leave your lips. "If he finds out he might-" you were cut off by his lips leaving your neck and replaced by the cold metal of his glock. His eyes now serious and fulled with lust. "Shut the fuck up about him, Soon only my name will pass by those cute lips." Hoseok said as he slowly dragged the barrel of the gun down your lips then back up signaling you to open and suck it.

"Show me how much you want this dick" Hoseok demanded as he watched the long cold metal slide into your mouth. The tip of the slide sliding up and down your tongue, stopping you mid way due to the trigger peace and hoseok's fingers holding onto it like he was ready to shoot at any moment. "Good slut, now do that to my cock."

You moan at feeling of the glock sliding out out your mouth making you feel empty. The only thing connecting you and glock is the line of spit hanging from your lips that was soon broken by hoseok moving it to the temple of your head. "knees now, bitch." Hopping off the chair and now in between hoseok's legs. Pulling his black dior loose fitting pants down to his ankles along with his black and orange playboy psd boxers causing his hard member to spring out and hit your nose. His size was jaw droppingly big making you scared to deep throat him. you want nothing more than to suck the hell out of him.

You take grip of his shaft and lick his sticky tip leaking pre-cum. Your tongue sliding in between his slit, moving up and down causing him to grip your hair and moan loudly and that's when you noticed he was recording. You didn't want him too but it turned you on and you really couldn't do anything because he was holding a gun to your head. He grabbed your hair forming a ponytail as he slammed your head down on his whole length causing you to choke and gag.

He pulls your head up and down a couple of times before letting go and letting you do it yourself. Eyeliner running down your cheeks as you bob your head up and down on half his length. Tongue swirling all over his shaft, up and down as his tip hit your pharynx. Spit and precum leaking all over his balls and your chin as you looked into his phones camera lenses. "Suck like a good slut baby" Hoseok groaned through his teeth as his hand went back to your scalp after he put his gun down now having only his phone and your hair in his hands.

Sucking harder and faster while your hand twist on the length you can't fit. "t-take it all in baby". He had enough as he grew impatient and pushed your head all the way down on his lengthy cock causing you to gag. Spit mixed with precum started to drip out of your mouth. He grasped your hair as he harshly fucked into you throat, long strings of sexy groans of your name. You tried pulling away for air but his euphoria got the best of him "Take this dick bitch". He kept on slamming your head down on his cock as he liked to see you fight for air on his cock. One short gasp as pulled you off his cock. Spitting all the spit and pre-cum back on his cock and balls. He pulled your head off of his length and grabbed his glock.

"All fours for me baby" Hoseok demanded as you stripped from your leggings and over sized tee-shirt along with your thong. On all fours as told when you feel the cold metal pressed against the back of your head as he slid his thick length in your hole. You felt him slide out due to how slippery your hole was. It had felt like he was shoving a giant bottle in your hole making your cunt raw and burning. "Cant f-fit daddy, FUCK!" "So wet and slippery for my dick. Do you get like this for Kai huh?"

The truth was no. Kai was average size and wasn't as vocal as hoseok. He truly did something to you and you wanted him for the longest time. "Mhhhh, fuck. So fucking tight." Hoseok groaned as his length left you moaning his name as soon as he entered you. "Daddy please!" You screamed out not knowing what you were begging for, maybe for him to go faster or to stop you didn't know.

His hips snapping hard against yours making your ass bounce back with every thrust. His thrust growing faster as his tip pushed on your cervix with each thrust. You could feel his dick all in your stomach and to mention he was doing this with no hands. His hand grabbed a fist-full of your hair along with the gun in hand making your back arch so deep your moans turned into screams. "You like this big dick huh?" "do you think about kai while my dick fucks into you huh?". Hoseok growled through his shut jaw as his cock stirred up your insides like he was cooking a potion.

All hoseok got in response was high pitched moans and squeals. "Answer me bitch" Hoseok demanded as he completely ruined his rhythm and slammed into your cervix harshly to get your attention. "Fuck! Daddy Yess! Love your cockkk" You whined out dragging all your words like a tired child. Your vision started to go and your eyes started to burn, the feeling from your pussy was growing and traveling up. "Gonna cum, fuck!" Is all you could get out before hoseok took this to his advantage and started slowing down but going even more harder. It felt like he was splitting you in two, You felt it snap and hot liquid spray all down your legs and over hoseok as his balls slapped on your clit.

"Fuck! Dose Kai get your slutty cunt like this?" Hoseok almost screamed as his hips bucked and he shot his load into you. His dick slipped out with such ease due to how wet your cut was. Hoseok brought his phone camera to your hole as you shook like a dog drying off after coming out the rain.

His tongue dove straight into your hole as he sucked the cum out like his life depended on it. "FUCK HOSEOK!" you screamed and came again, on his tongue due to the overstimulation in your cunt.

He flipped you over and spat all of the fluids straight on your tongue. You wanted his touch and dove in his mouth sucking all the flavor off his tongue. He flipped the camera view making it face him.

"Have fun sucking and fucking my cum dump, bitch" He spoke into the camera following a little chuckle.

"where was you at? Kai asked as he grabbed your waist pulling you in for a hug. "With sooyeon, why?" You responded knowing good and well hoseok just fucking destroyed your cunt. "For real because I saw hopes car outside."

Kais phone goes off with a text message notification sound. Unknown number of at least a number he never saw before.

1 attachment sent dose she suck your dick like this?💀

Kai clicked the video as he watched the first few seconds in horror.

"YOU DIRTY BITCH"

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jung-koookie · 3 months

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JUNGKOOK ?????? EXCUSE ME ??????

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bubble7o7 · 7 months

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Mature content

Over 18’s Only

Jungkook x reader

Tease…

Confused you open the apartment door, slowly peeping round it, you try to work out where all the moans and grunting noises are coming from.

“What are you doing?!! What in the ASMR type of shit is going on here?! You laugh.

You walk in and look around to find your boyfriend is lying flat on the floor on his back and covered in sweat.

“I could hear you moaning outside!”

He groans as he lifts himself up from the floor walking over to you he teases and moans

“Oh baby… mmmh…. aaah… mmmmmh….”

He continues to moan loudly, while quickly running round the kitchen counter, willing you to chase him.

“Stooop it!” You growl through gritted teeth while trying to catch up to him!

“Oh Daddy!” He yells

“Jeon Jung Kook!” You yell eventually catching up to him. Your hand clasped firmly across his mouth and the other on the back of his neck.

“Stop right now!” You growl.

“Mmmmh mm huh!” he mumbles

“What?”

“Mmmmh?!” He pleads with his eyes.

“What?!” you say again this time lifting your hand from his mouth.

“OH YEAH RIGHT THERE BABY!” He shouts.

You should have known he’d do that.

You slap your hand over his mouth again and flop your head on his chest.

“Oh my god! Your neighbours have already complained about your singing! Please just Shut.. the… fuck… uuuup!” You laugh.

You feel his hands on your hips and he’s pulling you into him.

“You’re a dick Kookie” you smile turning away from him but he still has a firm hold of you and presses his chest to your back and his mouth close to your ear “Yeah but I’m your dick!”.

“Wait that didn’t sound as cool as I thought it would.” He giggles

You turn to face him, your arms wrapping round his neck/shoulders.

“Let me make it clear… You and that dick are mine, got it?!” You smile and kiss his lips then move to the other side of the counter to finish unpacking the groceries.

Looking back you realise he’s still standing in the same position with his lips pouting.

“What’s wrong? You ask.

“I’m waiting for my erection to pass, I have a video meeting in 10 minutes and I need to shower first but you’ve… I’m… I think… I like when you claim my dick as yours”

“Do you need a hand… Baby? You moan as you bend over to put the food in the freezer.

“No… stop!” He protests

“Mmmmmh baby, that freezers packed soooo good!”

“Please stop” he sighs

“Mmmmh Yes, yes, Ooh yes my baby, I’ll stop” you moan louder sliding your hands across the counter top.

He thumps the counter top with his fist.

“Fuck baby I’m seriously going… Please stop” he bites his knuckles.

You slide closer to him, your hand slowly glides up his arm, across his shoulders eventually sliding slowly down his stomach and resting firmly over his crotch.

“Fuuuck” he sucks through his teeth “My meeting…” you softly bite his shoulder, then lightly kiss the spot.

“Ok, go shower!” you cheerfully exclaim and make your way to to the sofa.

He tips his head back in frustration.

You turn and lean over the back of the sofa and watch as he does his best to try and walk to the bathroom. “This is so unfair!” he whines

“And what have you learnt from this?” You ask.

“Ok I get it, I get it, I won’t tease you and I won’t make the sexy noises again…”

You smile a little smugly

“I’ll just fuck you right so that I make all those sounds come from you instead.”

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makingmeagirlwithluv · 9 months

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Lost in the lights: Chapter 1

Pairing: OT7 x Female Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Status: Ongoing

Summary: Idol!BTS falls for spoiled brat reader who’s just looking for some fun! Can all 7 of them win her heart and make her theres and theres alone?

Genre: Idol! BTS social media/sociallite reader. Modern day. No covid

Status: Ongoing

Content warnings: Light smut, swearing, BTS are men and sometimes men are dumb as hell. That B!tch reader. Bi-sexual reader Mild angst. Swearing, lots of casual sex. possesive (?) bts. Unlikely to be member on member action but never say never. 18 PLUS MINORS DNI

You were intoxicating.

Moving through the VIP section of the exclusive club like you didn’t have a care in the world. Laughing in each section as men reached for your hand to kiss it and woman after woman pulled you in for hugs and selfies.

And towards the very back was Jung Kook and Hoseok. They had a rare night off and wanted to blow off some steam. They should be on the dance floor or throwing back drinks. But there they sat the drinks in front of them long forgotten with their eyes glued to you. Jung Kook whispered something to Hoseok who nodded and turned away for a second to whisper back before shamelessly gluing his eyes back to you

You knew they were there. Even over the sound of the music and everyone vying for your attention, you could feel their eyes on you. Quite frankly famous men staring at you was nothing new and while both of the men devouring you with their eyes were considerably good looking you were technically working so you had no plans of stopping by.

Imagine your surprise when a large man slides you a hotel key and a napkin with an address written on it. You look around and lock eyes with Jung Kook and he raises his glass to you before taking a sip holding your stare. You briefly glance from him to Hoseok who let you know with a slight nod exactly what he wanted, what they both did. And honestly what the hell, you only live once right?

And that’s what you told yourself as you stepped out of your black Lexus SUV and handed your keys to the waiting valet at the hotel written down on the napkin. That’s what you told yourself when you used the hotel key they gave you and found them waiting for you in bed already dressed down to loungewear

And you were so glad you let yourself indulge in the men that wanted you whenever you wanted. Because after a few flirtatious remarks, Jung Kook took you by the neck and started kissing you like a man on a mission. Hoseok wasn’t far behind pressing up against you and kissing down your neck and running his hands up your thighs until they were under your skirt and pressed against your warm pussy making you moan into Jung Kook’s mouth.

It wasn’t long before you three were in bed together absolutely ravishing each other. They made you feel incredibly good, to the point where you wondered if your body could recover from the over stimulation. And afterwards, they cuddled you as you three giggled together. And maybe they weren’t so bad and they both made you laugh. Maybe Jung Kook was genuinely curious about your work and maybe Hoseok’s smile was infectious and when you fell asleep next to them you didn’t mind being squished between them, you felt comfortable.

And you didn’t stop seeing them or sleeping with them. That one night stand turned into weekly hook ups which turned into you hanging out around the other members more. And thank God Jung Kook and Hoseok weren’t possessive because not only were you insatiable in bed but the other members were just as enthralled as Jung Kook and Hoseok had been.

It was maybe thirty minutes into a heated debate about the merits of abstract art over classic art before namjoon was pulling you from where you sat on the couch into his lap and kissing you to shut you up. He had fucked you that night covering your mouth so the other members wouldn’t hear how good he was making you feel. He loved watching you fall apart underneath him and was thrilled when you cuddled into him and played quietly on your phone while he read next to you. His heart sank a little when you had to leave the next day but that didn’t stop him from texting you every day after about all the little things that popped into his mind. He was worried you would find him annoying but you didn’t, you responded back thoughtfully and playfully and you loved having someone to geek out about art with.

You met Jimin after a play time with Jung Kook went a little too long and a little too loud. Jimin didn’t care who Jung Kook fucked but he was interrupting his sleep. So at two in the morning after a particularly loud moan from one of you, he didnt care who, he barged in hoping to tell you both to shut the fuck up. What he didn’t expect was his best friend half-naked and sweaty on his knees with a makeshift gag in his mouth looking up at you with so much pleasure in his eyes he barely registered Jimin opening the door. Meanwhile, you sat at the edge of the bed in a white lingerie set petting his head, and smiled as if this was a totally normal circumstance at the man who had just barged him.

“Hi” Your light voice floated to him. “What’s your name?” you asked while petting Jung Kook’s head and patting your legs so he can rest his head on your lap. Your fingers lightly gazed his chin and he visibly relaxed closing his eyes. Jimin took in the scene in front of him with a slightly clenched jaw. Who were you that you didn’t even seem to have even gotten completely naked and had managed to render his friend speechless? He ignored you asking what his name was and crossed his arms to glare at you. “Could you all shut the fuck up in here? Some of us are trying to sleep”

You blinked at him your mouth falling open a little while you continued to thread your hands through Jung Kook’s hair, the youngest boy burying his face in your lap at the sensation.

“I’m sorry” you sincerely apologized. “I’m y/n by the way” You cocked your head at him and pouted out your bottom lip hoping to look innocent and loveable. You tried to hide your smirk as you saw him visibly relax, his hands unclenching at the sincerity of your apology

“It’s fine” he huffed looking around kind of unsure what to do with himself now that he had barged in and you had apologized without a fight.

“Umm” He trailed off as you held his gaze your hand never leaving his friends head, Jung Kook’s breathing steadying out to suggest he was drifting off to sleep in your lap.

“I’m Jimin” he whispered and you let a smile grace your face before repeating your name. He nodded again before backing towards the door never looking away from your eyes except right before he was out to fully drink in the way you continued to provide aftercare to his friend and when he closed the door he wondered if he could make you feel the way you clearly had made Jung Kook feel.

He kept thinking about it for five days straight before he ran into you unceremoniously at a coffee shop.

He offered to pay for your order and it was an hour of laughing and working to out-flirt each other before he was taking you in the back of his car. And he was right you looked pretty on your knees swallowing him down. You looked gorgeous riding on him and this time he didn’t mind how loud you were being. And after making you come apart on top of him he couldn’t allow himself to pretend like you were just a random fuck. And as for you, you liked how Jimin was soft and rough at the same time. How he commanded you to cum for him but wrapped his arms around you and peppered you with kisses as if he loved you all of his life. So when he put his number in your phone without you knowing and face-timed you later just to see what you were up to, you didn’t mind.

And so it went with all of them, you got to know each of the members, and one by one they fell for your charms.

You were enjoying sleeping with all of them but you also enjoyed your freedom. You liked being able to come and go as you please and you enjoyed your space. And while they enjoyed your body, god did they enjoy your body, the personality that accompanied it was enticing and they wanted more and more as they got to know you.

When you weren’t around they all secretly lurked on your Instagram. They all felt crazy rewatching your stories to catch glimpses of you kissing super models on your close friends, going out on dates with other guys, and lounging in various vacation spots.They wanted to spend all their free time with you and you didn’t seem to care at all. And it wasn’t that you didn’t care, you liked them all and you enjoyed their company. But you didn’t want a boyfriend, much less seven and you told them as such, over and over again. Time after time you let them know how you felt

In between a make-out session that got so steamy that Taehyung was begging you to move in, in the middle of it.

When you were leaving early in the morning from Yoongi’s bed and he trapped you between his arms and the door with a kiss muttering into your neck that he didn’t want you to leave.

When Jin was making you cum for the third time that night and letitng you know that you were fucking his.

Your response was some variance of the same thing. You’d kiss them back or rub your hand affectionately across their arm, or chest, or neck, truly wherever you knew they were weakest, and flash that perfect smile at them before smoothly slipping through their grasp

“Don’t be silly baby”

“Aww i’ll miss you too but I have to go”

“Please just fuck me oh my god”

And they were silly and they did miss you and they didn’t stop making you fall apart for each and every single one of them, but they didn’t have you.

It was kind of driving them nuts.

And that’s the end of this chapter! If you liked it let me know in the comments or in the asks! Like this post if you want more! I’ll post when I can :) !

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livingformintyoongi1 · 2 months

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The Han Family: Jeon Jungkook

Trope: f2l

Oc Information: [The name will be used in the parts where another couple is discussed to avoid confusion.]

Han Jiwon.

28 yo.

07/24

Daughter of Mr. Han.

Context: You had known Jungkook for years. You were friends with his older brother, and you liked spending time at his house, so it was inevitable not to get attached to that buck-toothed boy.

He loved you quite a bit too, but in a different way than you saw him. You loved him like a brother, he loved you like a girlfriend. And you knew it.

The first time you realized it, he was 16 and you were 18. He went to your graduation and gave you a bouquet of flowers, your favorite. You could notice that tender blush that showed on his cheeks every time he gave you something he knew you would like. That day you couldn't sleep because you were so nervous.

The second time was when, straight away, Jungkook confessed to you. He was now 25, you were 27. You'd be lying if you said your heart didn't race, because it did, but it was your duty as the older of the two of you to remind yourself that he couldn't be with you, because you weren't capable of bringing someone as innocent as him into your family's mess.

So you turned him down.

You never spoke to each other again since then, you asked him to in order to make him forget you.

Now he was at your door, with his badge in plain sight, asking you in the gentlest possible way to give your testimony because your father had just been murdered.

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Through the Night | JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: Fluff

AU: Established Relationship

Wordcount: 3.3k

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, mentions of sex, a little making out. Also it’s this Jungkook and I’m not sorry.

Rating: PG-15ish?

A/N: This wasn’t meant to be this stupid long. This is the same couple as the one in Hold My Hand, and I have a list of different moments planned out for them. This ended up being like three of those moments in one. (You don’t need to read it first, but I’d love it if you did) This is the second thing I’ve written in over a decade and I’ve never been really good at writing physically intimate moments so this was a challenge for me. Please go easy on my babies. As usual, thank you to my loves @gimmethatagustd and @chryblossomjjk for not only beta reading but continuing to encourage me to keep writing. and Kiki for fixing my grammar bc I’m still very rusty. I love you both an obscene amount. As always, let me know what you think. A lovely little like and/or reblog are greatly appreciated, especially as I get back into this crazy writing world. thank you & I love you. 💜💜💜

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You hate storms. Absolutely hate them. You love the rain, though. The background noise of it as it helps you fall asleep or even helps you focus on tasks. You just hate what tends to come with the rain: thunder.

While you find lightning to be fascinating, and can watch it for hours trying to figure out where its starting point is, you prefer it when it’s as far away as possible. You count the seconds before you hear the deep rumbling of thunder, sending you under the covers in fear.

That’s exactly what’s happening tonight. The rain is coming down hard. The wind is too strong, making you feel uneasy in your apartment on the 15th floor. Your roommate, who is usually your safety blanket, is currently out of the country for work. This left you alone and unable to sleep in the dark, that sometimes becomes blinding light from the lightning being overhead. The thunder is almost deafening, rattling the windows.

You turned on your projector, casting light across your room to look like the northern lights, in an attempt to get lost in the colors and calm down. But it wasn't working. You’re on the verge of a horrific panic attack. You can feel it, and you subconsciously grab your phone. You can’t call your roommate because he’s on a plane and you can’t call your mother because the time difference is horrible. You scroll through your contacts until you land on his name.

You’ve been dating for a little over five months now, and it feels pretty serious. No “I love you's'' have been exchanged and the intimate moments were still relatively safe, but he calls you his and he is yours. But you didn’t want to scare him away with your irrational fears, and definitely didn’t want him to see you when you could barely control your anxiety. Not yet at least. He’d seen you panic over things you deemed reasonable to panic over like large crowds, people suddenly yelling, or receiving worrisome news. But you managed to contain the panic over the things you deemed unreasonable like fireworks, placing or receiving the wrong food order, the sheer idea of taking the subway alone, or in this case, thunder.

You also didn’t want to admit to him how his voice was the most calming thing you’ve ever heard. How all you have to do in a situation that makes you anxious, is just make him speak about literally anything. That makes your heart rate lower almost instantly, as you focus on the beautiful cadence of his voice to distract you from the overwhelming surroundings. You aren’t ready to admit that to him because you don’t know if he would find it creepy or not.

You are about to scroll away from his name when, in rapid succession, your room lights up white. Not even two seconds later your entire building shakes, causing you to jump and scurry back under the blankets, trying to remember your breathing exercises. After a moment, finally getting your heart rate down just enough, you hear a voice muffled from under your pillow. Your eyes widen, praying you didn’t actually do what you did and he didn’t actually pick up. You grab your phone, turn it over slowly, and see your call screen with Jungkook’s name at the top. You immediately hang up the phone in a panic.

Not even ten seconds later it starts ringing again. You let it go to voicemail, but it just starts ringing again, whilst getting messages asking if you were okay. You know Jungkook enough to know he isn’t going to give up. Letting out a heavy sigh, you take the phone under the covers with you and answer quietly.

“Hello?”

“Y/n, did you just call? Is everything okay?”

“Uh…oh, did I? Sometimes I text in my sleep and I- I guess I accidentally…called…you…?” You try your best to sound convincing, fumbling over your words while pulling at the threads in your blanket. “I’m sorry if I woke you up.”

He lets out a groggy laugh. “You’re a terrible liar, y/n.”

“Shut up…it was an accident, okay? That’s all it was. Go back to sleep and I’ll see y-“

You’re cut off by another round of bright light, surrounding your room with bone rattling thunder. You let out a curse and clutch the phone closer to your ear, as if that’s going to help drown out the thunder.

“Y/n? What happened? Are you okay?“ He sounds so genuinely worried and you hate lying, to him especially, so with a shaky exhale you try to explain it as quickly as possible.

“Ihatethunderandthestormispassingabovemybuilding. Danny isn’t home so I’m alone and scared andIjustwantedtohearyourvoice.” You squeeze your eyes shut, one hand clutching your phone and the other gripping the blanket still over your head. You prepare for the taunting, or to hear the line go dead, for several moments before you hear movement and the sound of keys on the other end. “Jungkook? What are you doing?“

“Is the passcode to get into the building still 0413?” He inquires and you hear a door close and an engine rev.

“Yes…but - Kook, you’re not coming over.”

“Yes I am.”

“No you’re not.”

“But I already am.”

“Then turn back around and go back to bed. You’re not coming over at 2:30 in the morning. You had a long day, go home.”

“I have had enough sleep to come over. It’ll be fine.”

You huff, throwing the blanket off you and sitting up, snapping into what he titled Brat Mode whenever neither of you could agree on something, but refused to give up. “You know arguing with me is never going to end well. I will win. Every time.”

“And you know arguing with me will result in you up against a wall begging me to show you why you’re wrong.” He chuckles at your immediate silent response, knowing how flustered you get at the mention of anything sexual. It was killing him that he couldn't see how red your cheeks were right now. Realizing you still haven’t said anything after a minute or two, he checks the phone to make sure you were still on the line as he pulls out of the parking garage of his complex. “Whether you like it or not, y/n, I’ll be there in 27 minutes. Try to get some rest until I get there, okay?”

“…Okay…,” you mumble softly. “Thank you…,” you whisper before hanging up. You tuck your phone back under your pillow and bring the blanket back over your head to hide away until your savior arrived.

You’re not sure how long it’s been, because you were finally able to fall asleep with the knowledge you weren’t going to be alone. But you were jolted awake with a harsh crash of thunder. You couldn’t move, which terrified you more. Your fight or flight instincts kick in and you try to thrash out of whatever it was that is holding you down. It’s not working and the hold only gets stronger and tighter, but this time is followed by a worried voice in your ear. “Fuck, what the hell, y/n calm down it’s me. It’s Jungkook!” The last sentence ends in a light yell while you continue to thrash, panic flooding every fiber of your being. “Hey, focus on me, y/n I’m right here.” His left arm comes out from under your pillow and he maneuvers to hover over you; his weight on the left arm and the right hand leaving your waist to cup your face. “It's me. I'm here. You’re okay.” He murmurs over and over, searching your eyes for any recognition of him. It takes a few more moments before your eyes finally lock with his. It is like something clicks in your mind and you become frozen.

”…Koo…?” You murmur softly, bringing both your hands up to cup his face, verifying he was real. With that verification, your eyes immediately well up and begin threatening to spill. His right thumb, still glued to your face, begins wiping away any tears that succeeded in escaping as he presses his forehead to yours. “You’re here…,” you trail off, lightly bumping your nose to his and trying to smile, even though your unreasonable brain wants to burst into tears and your lungs are straining to get any air in or out.

He lets out another small laugh, giving you your favorite beautiful smile with a scrunched-up nose. “Yeah, sweetheart. It’s me. I’m here. What happened there, huh? I told you I was coming over.” He whispers, leaning in to kiss your cheeks where he had just wiped the tears. “I probably should’ve woken you first, but you were finally asleep and I didn’t want to wake you. I’m sorry, bug.”

“S’okay…” you yawn, stretching out underneath him before wrapping your arms around him and bringing him down to you fully. He snakes his arm back around your waist and rolls onto his back, letting you rest against him. Tucking your face into his neck, you smile and inhale deeply, wanting to find comfort in his entire being, but are met with a different smell entirely. Pulling your head back away from his neck, you look down at his sweater. “Why are you wearing Danny’s clothes?” You scrunch up your face at the smell. It wasn’t a bad smell, your roommate’s smell was fine and was actually the smell that brought you the most comfort. At least until you met Jungkook, then it became the second.

The boy under you just smirks, moving your hair out of your face. “I forgot an umbrella, so the brief run to the car and then to your building, soaked my clothes. And I figured Danny wouldn’t mind me borrowing some sweats since he’s not here. Why?”

“You just smell like him. It’s weird.”

“Weird?”

“Yeah. Like, I know it’s you here with me, but you smell like someone else and it’s throwing me off. I don’t like it.”

“I can take it off if it’s really upsetting you. I don’t mind sleeping naked.” His offer sounded so serious, as if he was really concerned, but his facial expression said otherwise. He was fully teasing you, getting his wish to see your flustered cheeks like he wanted to earlier. You open your mouth in shock and look anywhere else but towards his gaze, ending up on a piece of the hoodie that you were already clutching. “Would that be better? That way you just smell me?” He adds with a big grin across his face, tongue playing with the metal ring around his bottom right lip.

You shake your head vigorously. “No no, it’s fine. I’ll get over it. It’s fine.” You rattle off, still clutching onto the hoodie. But he ignores you, sitting up and grabbing the bottom of the hoodie to start taking it off.

“No no, the princess can’t stand the smell. Therefore we must get rid of it posthaste! Before she bans us from ever returning to the castle.” He announces in the most dramatic fashion as he pulls the hoodie off, remaining in his own shirt. “I’ll just use the princess’ body heat to keep warm during this terrible storm. I’m sure she won’t mind.” He jokes, laying back down to wrap his arms around your laughing form again, tucking your head back where it belongs, in the crook of his neck. “There. All better, my princess?”

You force yourself to contain your laughter and sound as monotonous as possible, “No. I like Danny’s smell better. Put it back on, you stink.”

“How very dare you! After I traversed the dangerous outside elements to come and be by your side in your time of need, and this is how you treat me? The disrespect! The audacity!”

You finally burst into laughter as he begins to tickle your sides, wheezing and trying to stop him by rolling away, only ending up with him back on top of you. He loved to tickle you, but you were still anxious from the storm and laughing to the point of wheezing, which always ended in you hyperventilating. You tapped both hands on his chest almost in a panic.

“Koo, too much, please. Too much. I can’t - I can’t breathe.” Your eyes start welling up again and he stops immediately, leaning down to kiss the space between your eyebrows.

“Okay, too far, I’m sorry. Breathe, bug. Breathe slowly.” He coaches your breathing for a few moments until you’re steady again. He is still above you, looking down at you like you’re his whole world. And you are. He knew it the second he met you and learned your name that you were going to be the one he would always want in any timeline in the universe. You were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, proving to you and the universe that you were his reason for being. His gaze travels from your eyes to your lips, to the steady breathing from your chest, back to your eyes, and then finally landing back on your lips. He mumbles something about how you have no clue what you mean to him before deciding to just give in and press his lips against yours, moaning into the kiss immediately. Your breath hitches and it takes a second before you shut your eyes and kiss him back with the same amount of desire, tangling your hands in his hair as his own hands drop from your waist down to your hips, gripping them tightly and pressing himself down into you.

You two stay like this, hands roaming each other while he stays slotted between your legs. Your lips connected, only separating for air, or for him to trail down your neck before coming back to your pillowy lips. As if he could never get enough of them. You smile into the kiss, your hands reaching down toward his sweatpants. One of his stays firmly on your hip and the other under your shirt, slowly creeping up your stomach. Just as you were about to reach the promised land, a clash of thunder rumbles through your room, reminding you both why your boyfriend was here in the first place. You flinch at the noise, causing Jungkook’s creeping hand to retreat immediately out of reflex, learning not to touch you when you are uncomfortable. He looks down at you with wide eyes, hoping he didn’t do anything wrong, moving his other hand off your hip and onto the bed out of caution. “You okay, bug? Did I do something?” His voice shakes and you can’t tell if it is from the lack of air from making out, or his concern of hurting you.

“No, you’re fine. I’m fine. The thunder. I forgot about the thunder.” You choked on a small laugh out of embarrassment, covering your face with your hands. “I’m sorry. We can continue…if you want.”

He sighs, looking towards the window that displayed the city, the beautiful lightning dancing around the sky. He places a soft kiss on your forehead before getting off of you to close the blinds. When he returns, you expect him to crawl back on top of you and finish what you started. Instead, he crawls behind you, pulling your back flush against his chest, snaking an arm around your waist, and hooking a leg in between yours. He nudges your ear with his nose, kissing behind it before murmuring “Nah, it can wait. I’d rather have you on edge because of me and my tongue rather than the storm.” He practically counted down to when you gasped and watched your cheeks redden for what felt like the millionth time tonight. It was getting frustrating for you that he had this hold over you just by mentioning anything sexual. So you said fuck it and tried your best at responding in kind.

“But don’t you need…I don’t know….help? With this?” You tried to sound as innocent as possible as you rolled your hips back against his crotch. His hand left your stomach, immediately gripping your hip in place against him and huffing into your ear.

“Don’t.” Got him.

“Don’t what?” You ask sweetly, tilting your head back to try to get a better view of him.

“Y/n…I’m trying to be the good supportive boyfriend that comforts you through storms. Not the boyfriend that completely ruins you and makes you mine over and over again.”

Don’t let him win, y/n.

“What if that’s the boyfriend I want?” You tried to roll your hips again but his grip only tightened further.

“Then you’re shit out of luck, bug.” he tries to sound stern, but you weren’t completely unsuccessful with the last hip roll. It was taking everything in him not to buck his hip forward.

You huff and lay your head back down on the pillow, facing away from him. “Maybe I should find a new boyfriend then…” you mutter softly, clutching the blanket closer to you.

Jungkook’s jaw tightens and you feel his death grip on your hip release. His hand slides up past your waist, over your forearm, past your shoulder, and across to your throat where he lightly wraps his hand around it, bringing your head closer to his face. You knew you did it. You made him snap. Jealous Jungkook will always be the way to go if you want to win. You can feel it and you’re excited. However, instead of crushing his lips onto yours or attacking your jaw with aggressive love bites before completely ruining you, he kisses your temple, your cheekbone, the crook of your neck, ending on your shoulder blade before he takes a deep breath. “Y/n, it is almost 4 in the morning on a Wednesday. You have work in the evening and I cannot consciously allow you to go tired and sore. So behave.” He threatens before lightly biting down on your shoulder.

You let out a defeated whimper, making him giggle. “You suck.” you sound like a fucking toddler about to have a tantrum.

“I know. Now go to sleep, princess. I’ll be right here all night…or morning…” he let go of your throat, wrapping his arm around your waist again, this time tugging you back to him a little harsher to serve as a ‘my decision has been made’ move. You mumble an okay and a goodnight before getting comfortable and closing your eyes, happy to be wrapped up in his embrace.

It’s completely silent except for the rain, the now distant thunder, and both of your slow breathing when Jungkook opens his sleepy eyes and looks down at your resting face. You look so happy and it overwhelms him thinking it’s because of him. He’s the reason you feel safe in someone’s arms. He’s the one you called when you were scared. He’s the one that gets to hold your hand, kiss you, and touch you. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear and leans in to kiss your temple. He hesitates there for a few seconds before finally whispering “I love you, bug. So much. I hope that’s okay.”

He places another gentle kiss and settles back down, closing his eyes, beginning to drift off to sleep while thinking of better ways to tell you when you were awake. Except you hadn’t fallen asleep yet. You heard him and you were struggling to control your breathing and the desire to turn around and verify what he just confessed. Instead, you waited a few moments that felt like an eternity until you were able to control your lungs long enough to form two sentences.

“It’s more than okay. I love you, too, Koo…” you whisper it so softly you weren’t sure if he heard it or if he was even still awake, until you felt him stiffen and his grip on you tighten. Neither of you said anything more, just basked in the love you both had for one another and finally having it out there. You drift off to sleep with a big smile on your face. Suddenly storms aren’t so horrible if it means having the person you love there by your side.

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jjklovee · 8 days

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Global Asian Pop Star.

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jungkookjeon0007 · 4 months

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— umm, well hello there Mr. Jeon. 🥵🙌🏻🫠♥️

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fanyyy444 · 3 months

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Yeah I mean let's get drunk and oh party party yeah later🤭🌚

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sour-ggrapess · 11 months

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scream all night ⋆｡‧˚ʚɞ˚‧｡⋆ "You keep that cryin up ill fucking slice you from end to end and ill have all the fun without you"

Naked body, fresh out the shower

You touch yourself after hours

Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom

You're sleeping alone in your bed

But check your window, he's at your window

- frank ocean: she

WHAT YALL THINKIN ????????!!!

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jung-koookie · 3 months

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JUNGKOOK - PIERCINGS EYEBROWS AND LIPS

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makingmeagirlwithluv · 9 months

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LOST IN THE LIGHTS CHAPTER 2

Pairing: OT7 x Female Reader

Word Count: 1 K

Status: Ongoing

Summary: Idol!BTS falls for spoiled brat reader who’s just looking for some fun! Can all 7 of them win her heart and make her theres and theres alone?

Genre: Idol! BTS social media/sociallite reader. Modern day. No covid

Story warnings: Light smut, swearing, BTS are men and sometimes men are dumb as hell. That B!tch reader. Bi-sexual reader Mild angst. Swearing, lots of casual sex. possesive (?) bts. Unlikely to be member on member action but never say never. 18 PLUS MINORS DNI

Chapter 1

It was Seokjin who brought it up. All the boys were gathered around the dining table for family dinner. He was barely paying attention to the various conversations going on around him as he was scrolling through your Insta.

It was maybe the third time he had done a deep dive on the page unable to take his eyes off of you in various locations.

“Mind your business!” Seokjin blushed as Namjoon reached over and grabbed his phone, before he could recover it Namjoon was sighing at the screen, before flipping the phone to show the rest of the men. A collective groan swept over the group.

There were photos of everything really, you looking stunning in front of the pyramids, a half-eaten croissant with a woman’s hand reaching towards it, five different photos of a cat walking down the street. He liked looking at your world when you weren’t around.

“Jin Hyung!” Jung Kook called from two chairs away snapping Seokjin out of his scrolling. Jung Kook chuckled “What are you looking at?”

“It’s really not fair how sexy she is” Jimin sighs running his hand over his face. Taehyung nods adjusting in his seat to pull his phone out.

“Look at what she sent me” He smiles showing the boys the cute selfie you sent him while you were lying by the pool.

Your skin is glistening and you still have that all-knowing sexy glint in your eye even through the photograph. Taehyung had texted you earlier asking to come over and see you and when you politely declined he figured he’d tease you and ask for a selfie instead. His heart sped up a little when you actually did what he asked. You were so beautiful and he had to share how gorgeous you were with the group. He smiled as they all stared at his phone cooing over you before putting his phone away.

“Asked her what Hyung?” Jung Kook spoke up quirking an eyebrow at him as he shoved more noodles in his mouth. Hoseok laughed a little feeling embarrassed as all the guys stared at him. He was relieved when Yoongi patted him on the shoulder speaking up.

“So have you guys like…asked her?” Hoseok cleared his throat looking around. They all turned towards him waiting for him to finish his sentence.

Taehyung earnestly breaks the silence “I asked her to move in once” And for a split second no one reacts before everyone bursts out laughing.

“Don’t play dumb guys.” Yoongi scoffed. “Do you guys ever ask her to get more serious?” A quiet falls over the table as the question hangs in the air.

“Tae what the fuck.” Namjoon cried.

“Ours.” Hoseok corrected raising an eyebrow at his friend. And that seemed to do it. Silently they were all in agreement, you were going to be theirs one way or another.

“We’ve only known her like two months!” Jimin breathed out through giggles.

“Okay but I would have too hyung” Jung Kook admits smiling at his friend. He wasn’t afraid to admit he wouldn’t mind seeing you all the time.

“Ahh, I can’t live like this” Seokjin sighed. “I wouldn’t ask her to move in so soon, but I’d like her to be mine” He nods his voice gaining a serious tone. The tension slowly racks up in the room at Seokjin asserting a form of ownership over you.

Slowly the idea formed between them on how to convince you. First things first, invite you over for a movie night with all seven of them.

And so there you were at their house flouncing around like you owned the place bouncing from member to member flirting and having a ball.

“I already said no” You laughed coming back to the living room with a fresh bowl of popcorn where they were all spread out waiting for you.

“Ughk stop saying that” Jung Kook whined pulling you onto his lap.

“What’s the issue then?” You asked while picking up the remote from the coffee table and scrolling through the selections before landing on Legally Blonde.

“What it’s the truth! You don’t like the truth?” You smirked at him while Namjoon reached over for the popcorn popping a kernel in your mouth before sneaking a kiss on your lips and settling back into the sofa.

“I don’t think the truth is the issue baby” Jimin chimed in scooting closer to you and Jung Kook.

“The issue is that you’ve never had boyfriends like us” Taehyung looked up at you from the ground flashing a charming smile. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.

“I don’t know about that, I mean aren’t all men essentially the same?”

“Bull shit” Yooongi breathed. He had been relatively quiet watching you own the room like you always do. Don’t get him wrong he wanted you as badly as the others and he let you see that but when it came to their mass fawning session he liked to take a more low-key approach.

“Oh yeah?” You looked him in the eye as the room slowly quieted. The heat between y’all building.

“Let us prove it” He shrugged.

“Prove it?”

“Correct”

“Okay?” You laughed looking around the room as their eyes roamed over you. “And how do you all expect to do that and don’t say-”

“It’s not what you think” Jin rolled his eyes, cutting you off. He got up from the opposite end of the couch shuffling over to you before pushing Jimin aside to sit by you. He rested his hand on your inner thigh before nuzzling your ear. You squirmed enjoying his touch and the attention of the others watching you two.

“Seven dates” he whispered in your ear. “One-on-one with all of us. Let us show you how different we all can be” he teased while inching his way up your thigh and planting a kiss beneath your ear lobe. “Let us show you how good we all can be”

“Fine.”

And oh my god, he knew all the right spots, between the seven of them they all did. Your head was swimming and you were enjoying his hand drawing tortuously small circles on your inner thigh. You were also well aware of all seven of their eyes drinking you in as you slowly melted in to Jin’s touch

“Don’t make me beg, love” Jin squeezed your thigh snapping you back to reality. And you knew you’d regret it but you said it still.

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