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idekforfun · 1 year

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Comfort ... JJk

Summary: After scoring an invite to JHope's album release party, Yazmine isn't expecting anything more than to stick to the sidelines and enjoy the free drinks and music. Little did she know what her ever growing relationship with the rapper would lead her to.

Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x OC

Genre: Fluff, slight angst, strangers to lovers, ongoing series

Word count: 2.7k

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The only thing I am able to think of as my eyes scatter across the room of popular faces is "the amount of talent in this room is enough to swallow me whole". I’m overwhelmed with anxiety and I can't seem to remember how I was ever able to suppress it. I'm finding it increasingly hard to hide behind my extrovert persona, the one that is a lie, a huge lie in fact.

I realized I had been lost in my head when the sound of loud clapping brought me back to the real world. I barely catch the very end of Hoseok's speech, something along the lines of "Thank you for supporting me", and "enjoy the food and music" then he gives a bow and walks down the stairs where he is immediately pulled into conversation. Oh, I can't even imagine the anxiety he must be feeling. I could simply stick to a corner and hide in the shadows, whereas he has to socialize with everyone out of obligation.

Socializing. For some reason I forgot that I'd have to do that. I've been able to avoid it thus-far having arrived minutes before the actual album started playing. Now, everywhere I looked someone was talking to someone else. I realized I couldn't just stand here alone forever. I examine the room for someone I know, even better someone I have interviewed because I'll take any familiarity I can at this point. This whole ordeal is making me question my job because how am I able to meet celebrities on the daily, and here I am stressing about having to socialize at a party.

I was too in my head again, so I didn't realize someone had been calling my name until I felt a few taps on my shoulder. When I turn around, I was met with no other than Jessi, thank god. We have met on more than one occasion, and she has a weird ability of making people extremely comfortable, something I am immensely thankful for right now.

"Yaz!" She pulls me into a hug. It actually does well to soothe me. "I didn't know you were coming."

"I didn't know either," I pulled back from the hug with a gentle smile. "Actually, I was kind of surprised."

"Why, are you and J-hope not close?" she questioned.

"I mean, I had him on the show and we got on really well. We've also messaged a lot, too." I know I sound hesitant speaking, as if I'm not sure of the words I am saying. It is kind of hard to believe that Hoseok would want a friendship with me of all people, let alone be close.

"Oh, he definitely adores you, we even talked about you once," she has a sparkle in her eye as she talks and for some reason, I feel obliged to believe her. "Also, he was one of the best episodes on your show by far."

She is right about that. It has been my most viewed interview by a pretty wide margin. Part of me knows it’s due to the fact that he is J-hope of BTS, obviously, but it was also such a good video. All my interviews follow a simple formula. I bring the guest on and we engage in whatever activity they enjoy, in Hoseok’s case dancing. It brings a different level of intimacy that you can’t get from simply sitting across from one another and reading questions from a card. The conversation always flows naturally, and it’s all so genuine. On top of that, even I can admit that Hoseok and I just clicked. Our personalities complimented each other well. So much that we even continued to develop our relationship through messaging, and now I am attending his album release party which is a very important step in his solo career. Maybe we are closer than I allowed myself to believe.

“Yeah, it was pretty great actually.” I could see her eyes light up at my slight self-indulgence. Maybe I should give myself more credit.

We both turn our heads at the call of Jessi’s name from across the room. She gives me another smile and hug and tells me that she’ll find me later. I am left alone again but it’s not as bad as before. The anxiety has decreased significantly, which made my apparent hunger more noticeable. Hoseok did say to enjoy the food so I might as well. The snack table was filled with delicious finger food. As I was reaching my hand to grab a bite of some expensive looking cheese on a toothpick someone called my name. I turned around to find none other than Hoseok’s bright smile.

“So, I see you made it!” He pulled me into a hug. Not the ‘barely touch you because this is a little uncomfortable hug”, but a “I feel like we’ve known each other for years hug’.

“Hoseok, you’re incredible. The album is amazing, the release party is amazing, your outfit is amazing!” We pulled away from the hug and I could see a feint blush on his cheeks hidden well in the dimly lit room. “I’m serious, you may be the coolest person I know.”

“Yahhh, you’re boosting my ego too much.” He said while smiling shyly.

“You also may be the humblest person I know so I actually don’t think that is possible.” He smiled at me again and I swear I saw a glimpse of the actual sun in him.

“Do you know anyone here?”

“A few people, mostly through the grapevine.” He could sense my hesitancy right away, I could tell.

“Come, I’ll introduce you to my friends.” He said as he gestured to the general direction behind him where his so-called friends were. Knowing him, his friends could be some ultra-famous idols that have better things to do than interacting with me. I could slowly feel the anxiety creep back up my spine, and my heartbeat slowly increased.

“I don’t really want to be a bother,” he looked down at me with squinted eyes and a tilted head. “I promise it’s okay, I like being alone and these appetizers are calling my name.”

He chuckled at me in disbelief, as if that was an insane thing to say in a room full of celebrities. I guess you could say a part of me is forgetting that they are just normal people too, so I shouldn’t be feeling this intimidated by them. At the same time, I’ve seen celebrities get starstruck over other celebrities, so they really aren’t just normal people and I am going to tell myself that my feelings are valid.

“C’mon, you’re never a bother. You’re my friend and I want my friends to meet you” he said reassuringly. I guess that answers my earlier internal debate. After 2 seconds of contemplation, I let myself believe him, and I signaled for him to lead the way. He lit up and tugged on my wrist so I could follow him.

I don’t know who I was expecting him to introduce me to, but for some reason his members stupidly did not come to mind. Three of the seven members of BTS were sitting on the stage together, and their heads all turned to Hoseok and I as we approached them. Despite all my inner turmoil, I take pride in my ability to pretend that I am confident and unfazed by everything. That is how I’ve done so well in my career while dealing with anxiety, but as the three idols studied us as we approached them, I could tell that mainting my persona would be more difficult than usual. I know them of course, because who doesn’t these days, but seeing them in person simply beats videos and pictures. They really were beautiful men.

“Yazmine this is Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook. Guys this is Yazmine.” Hoseok introduced while gesturing to each of them.

“Hi guys its so great to meet you.” I said with a smile. Jungkook and Taehyung who were sitting raised themselves up to give me a bow as well as Jimin who was already standing as I shook my hands at them. “Oh! there’s no need for that we can be casual.”

“Sorry, it’s a habit,” Jimin said with a smile. “After all these years it feels kind of strange not to be formal.”

“That’s how I feel except opposite. Getting used to being formal was a challenge and I sometimes still forget the strict customs.” I explained.

“Sorry if this comes across as rude but you’re not Korean? You’re Korean is really good!” Taehyung questioned.

“It’s not rude at all! I am half Korean from my mom and my dad is middle eastern,” as I was explaining, someone summoned Hoseok over to them and he gave my arm a firm squeeze in parting as he nodded to his members insinuating his departure. “I was raised in the US till age 12 and I’ve been back and forth since then.” I explained as they nodded in understanding. It was endearing how intently they were listening to me, and for some reason I felt oddly at ease with the three. My eyes wandered over to Jungkook’s as I finished my explanation, and as they met he quicky looked away.

“Your interview with Hobi Hyung was amazing by the way,” Jimin said. In the moment I don’t think I even processed that Park Jimin watches my show, I’d have to do that later. “The idea is so new and exciting. I hope that you’ll invite me once I start my solo schedule.” There was a sly smirk on his face. I wondered if it would be inappropriate to tell him I would probably jump off a bus if he asked me to, but I decided to keep that to myself in the end.

“I’ll see what I could do.” I joked back. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone new approaching us and I turned my head to find Seokjin. I was now surrounded by four members of the group and I am surprised I’ve held my composure for this long.

“Hello,” he says timidly with a subtle bow. “Sorry to interrupt, I just wanted to say bye to these three. I’m Jin.”

Just when I thought these men couldn’t get any better, he introduces himself as if I wouldn’t already know who he is. I gave a bow back and smiled at his humility, “I’m Yazmine, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Hey Jungkook, this must be exciting for you.” At the mention of the youngest members name, I turned to look at him and caught his wide eyes and small headshake towards Jin that I was clearly not meant to see as his eyes shifted to me. “He loves your videos. One time he made me watch three episodes of your trying new things series.”

“Hyung!” Jungkook cried out. Obviously I was not supposed to be filled in on this information, but my heart couldn’t help but beat a little faster at this new discovery.

“Oh, did he now?” I questioned with a smirk. Jungkook’s face twinged a subtle pink that was barely noticeable in the dimly lit room, but noticeable, nonetheless.

“Oh yeah, Jungkookie is always sending us clips from your videos,” Jimin teased. Taehyung started nodding his head enthusiastically and decided he also wanted to join in on teasing the youngest.

“You should have seen his reaction when he found out Hobi Hyung was making an appearance, he was so jeal-”

“Okay that’s enough.” Jungkook interrupted with an annoyed expression. Despite how much I was enjoying this, I also felt a little bad for him, and I’m sure he’s been at the center of their teasing all these years.

“Well, I really appreciate the support, and it means a lot coming from you especially.” I reassured him. He gave me a shy small in return.

“Well it was nice to meet you Yazmine, I am sure we’ll run into each other again,” Jin said with a warm smile. “Before I leave Hobi wants a picture with all of us.” He said while gesturing to the other members. They all nodded in agreement.

As they all turned to follow Jin, Jimin turned to me and nudged my arm with his. “Don’t go too far, we’ll be back soon.”

“I’ll be here.” I reassured. I definitely wasn’t comfortable enough to talk with anyone else here, and their welcoming energy was definitely more than enough for me. Jimin and Taehyung followed Jin, while I noticed Jungkook lingering a bit. I could tell he had something on his mind that he wanted to say.

“Isn’t it a bit early for Jin to be leaving?” I questioned. This was my best attempt at making him comfortable enough to tell me what was on his mind.

“This isn’t really Jin Hyungs scene, he doesn’t really know many people and he gets nervous meeting them too.” Jungkook explained. I almost did not catch the end of what he was saying because I was too distracted by his eyes. They really do sparkle just like everyone says.

“Wow, if that’s how Jin feels then I really am hopeless.” I said in shock. If a literal bts member was having trouble socializing, I was doomed.

“Not completely hopeless, you have us now.” He said with the most endearing smile I have ever seen. There was also something about how he said “You have us now”, as if he was insinuating that I would be in their lives longer than just a casual conversation at a party. I know it’s probably my delusion speaking, but it’s a nice thought to comfort me. “By the way I really do enjoy your videos a lot. I guess it’s kinda embarrassingly obvious now that I am a fan.” He said with a little more confidence while referring to the teasing from his Hyungs.

“If it makes you feel better, I have 3 older brothers, so I know how it feels. Also, I am slightly embarrassed because of how many stupid things you’ve probably seen me do. It’s actually all coming back now.” I laughed. I started internally second guessing every decision I made for my videos because Jeon fucking Jungkook watches them, and I pray that he has not seen the bird calling video.

“What, like the bird calling video?” He says with a chuckle. This is not happening right now.

“I am actually going to ignore what you just said for mental health reasons.” He lets out a boyish laugh at that and I swear I’ve never heard something more adorable in my life. I would honestly embarrass myself 100 times over if it meant that I could make him laugh.

We both turn our heads at the call of his name and see the members waving him over for the pictures.

“I’m sorry I don’t want to leave you alone…” He says hesitantly.

“No, don’t worry about it,” I said. “I’ll just be here trying not to embarrass myself.”

“I won’t take long so we can be embarrassing together.” He said in a teasing tone. My eyes couldn’t help but widen. I’m either crazy, or he just flirted with me. I could hear his giggle as he turned to walk away while I stood there stunned. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy as I watched him join the others. Seeing them interact with each other was so special. They looked so happy and comfortable. It was hard not to be slightly envious of their relationship. I can’t remember the last time I had a connection like that with someone, and I could tell it was rare. My eyes naturally wander over to Jungkook as he wrapped his arm around Hoseok. I could see his eyes glistening even from here with joy and contempt. His eyes meet mine and I find myself unable to look away even though I know I’ve been caught staring. His eyes crinkle at the corners as we look at each other, waiting to see who will break eye contact first. My gaze wanders across his nose and cheeks as my face heats up. I force my eyes to meet his one final time and I turn away with a light feeling looming over me.

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ctrlsht · 2 years

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Behind Those Connection | bestfriend!jungkook au 05

⭢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⭢ genre: fluff, bestfriend!jungkook ⭢ warnings: introvert jk, future family problems, jk prefers to be alone ⭢ word count: 2.4k

summary: in which you are the only friend that jungkook has parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

You've been staring at the window as the sun rises. You have also experienced light-headedness even before the sun has risen and you tried to close your eyes to endure it. Last night was one hell of a sleepless night and the only thing that keeps running in your head was what happened between you and Jungkook. Jungkook hasn't returned since last night and honestly, you wanted to follow him because you're worried sick but before you even do that, Namjoon messaged you asking why Jungkook is sleeping in their room. After a few moments, you heard the doorbell ring and you were expecting it to be Jungkook but you heard Namjoon calling your name. You slowly stood up and looked at the wall clock. It's still 7 in the morning.

"Good morning." Namjoon greeted as he entered the room while plastering his smile but you do not have the energy to smile back because you felt so sick. "Did you even sleep?" He asked as he entered your room and you sat on the side of the bed.

"Can't sleep." You answered as you covered your face with your palm.

"So what did you and Jungkook fight about?" He asked and you didn't even bother to reply. Because of your dizziness, you decided to lie down covering yourself with the comforter.

"We should be having our breakfast right now so we can leave at 8am but with your state, I don't think we'll be following the original plan." He said. "Everyone is asleep though."

"Why are you even up so early?" Your voice is husky.

"I follow the scheduled plan." As you expect him to say because he's basically Kim Namjoon.

"Where's Jungkook?" You slightly removed the cover of the comforter in your face so you can see Namjoon and he's in front of the sliding door going to the veranda adoring the view that’s in front.

"Sleeping. He knocks in the middle of the night asking if he can sleep with us. Seokjin was already sleeping so I was the only one awake." He glanced at you before he walked to the countertop to brew a coffee. "Do you want some coffee?"

"No. I'll try to sleep." And you faced the opposite side.

"Aren't you going to tell me what happened? Jungkook also didn't even want to tell me the reason."

"Just wake me up if we're about to leave. My head felt like cracking. I fucking need to sleep."

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You don't know how you will approach your best friend and now you don't know how to handle the awkwardness between the two of you. When you wake up from your sleep, it's already 10 in the morning and as you open your eyes, the first thing you see is the back of Jungkook who's arranging his things. You don't know how to start a conversation with him hence, both of you ended up not saying a word which is awkward but it's much better than saying something you'd actually regret.

The thing that made it worse is when your friends notice the tension and distance between the two of you. You don't want to put him in the spotlight where your friends nag him but it’s something you can't control which made you decide to approach him before the day ends. You wanted to fix things between the two of you and hopefully, he also does. But you had a little grudge against him for not even giving you a single glance and completely ignoring you but you've realized that it's partly your fault.

You and your friends left Cebu City going to Bantayan Island at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. It was not a good plan to travel from the city to the island in the afternoon because there is no available boat or ship to ride and everyone is having their lunch time so you've waited for almost two hours before there is an available ride.

Reaching Bantayan Island is breathtaking because of its wonderful scenery and crystal clear ocean and it somehow gives you a peace of mind. The sun is too bright and the weather is too hot but it didn't stop your friends from running into the water as soon as they had the chance. You were at the cottage while your friends were having a dip under the sun. And your best friend? He's nowhere to be found.

You were laying down in the beach lounger and you decided to get up. You're wearing your bikini and as you stand up, you cover your waist with the scarf that you have. You wanted to enjoy the day but there's the thing in your mind that prevents it and you know the reason why.

You immediately walk towards the cabin you rented and silence greeted you. No one was in the living room so you decided to check out the room but before you even went upstairs, you bumped at the stone chest of someone and when you looked up, you saw Jungkook holding a can of… beer? In the afternoon?

You didn't realize that both of you were having a staring contest until he looked down at your body before he looked away. You suddenly feel conscious of your body and you realize that your outfit is not the appropriate attire for the situation.

He passed you and before he even walked away, you spoke. "H-hey."

You looked behind and he stopped walking but he didn't look back. You bite your lower lip and brush your palm on your right upper arm. You take a deep breath because your heart starts to beat rapidly.

"Can… Can we talk? About last night?" You speak softly because you weren't sure if you're doing it right, however, the next thing that he did made your heart sink.

"Namjoon is actually waiting for me." He didn't even look behind to see you before he finally walked away.

You became blank when he left you. You don't know how long you've been standing and you've been processing what just happened.

You didn't expect him to approach you with warm hugs but you also didn't expect him to leave like that either.

Before you can even recover, you heard footsteps entering the cabin.

"y/n, Jimin's been calling you a hundred times and I don't want to answer it so I just went here." Namjoon said while holding your phone.

You slowly grab your phone from him and when you press the power button, there's a lot of messages coming from Jimin and a few missed calls including from yesterday. You didn't notice his messages and calls because you're actually preoccupied up until now.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked softly when he stared at you but you didn't respond and proceeded to read Jimin's messages.

From Jimin:

I stopped by at the cafe where we went before I go home hahaha

Kinda miss you tbh

y/n???

I hope you're enjoying your day!

Hey?

Those are just messages from yesterday and there are more. You wanted to call him back but you were not in the mood so you just left a simple message.

To Jimin:

Hi Jimin! Sorry for not replying to all of your messages and answering your calls.

We just encountered a problem so I haven't used my phone often. But everything's fine. You don't have to worry.

I'm sorry that I can't call you right now because the wifi signal is poor

TTYL :)))

You threw your phone at the couch in the living room and you let yourself fall there before you sigh.

"y/n, you can tell me your problem. You've been like this since yesterday. Seriously, what's wrong?" Namjoon sat beside you before you looked at him.

"I thought you'd been waiting for Jungkook?"

"Uhh yeah? He said he's going to get some beer so I said to also get me one. Ice cold beer is perfect for the weather." You suddenly rolled your eyes.

"Namjoon, it's freaking 30 degrees out there. Beer will only warm you up."

"Yeah but it's cold." He raises his can.

You didn't respond. The whole situation is frustrating you and you just wanted to have some fun from this mini vacation but guess what? It only fucked you up.

"C'mon y/n. Is this about Jungkook?"

"I don't know. I tried to talk to him but he just walk the fuck out!" Your voice raised and you covered your face from frustration.

"You can tell me the problem."

You told Namjoon everything that happened yesterday and he actually listened to everything you say. You don't know what to do after Jungkook left you dumbfounded again just like last night and you honestly don't want to approach him for the second time because it will only get on your nerves if he walks out again.

"Maybe it's better if you give him space. He may not be ready to talk to you." He said.

"That's easy to do but we're in a vacation for fuck's sake. Everyone will be affected if we keep on avoiding each other. I just want this to be over." You covered your face using both of your palms.

"You will only make it worse. When you approach him and he walks out again, you'll just end up being more frustrated. I'll tell you."

"Giving each other space is the only option here for the meantime. You cannot hide from him but you cannot also force him to talk to you. Try to set aside your frustration and think about the days that we only left. You don't want this vacation to be wasted, am I right?"

He stands up to get a can of beer inside the fridge and walks back to give it to you.

"Drinking cold beer on a sunny day isn't really bad. Come on and try." You don't have a choice but to take it. After opening the can of beer, he gave you a toast and sat back.

"Does Jungkook have a girlfriend or someone he likes?" He suddenly asked.

"Naaah. He doesn't mention anyone." You take a sip after you answer.

"But do you think he likes someone?"

"I don't think so. He doesn't have other shits to do except playing his video games or reading his book in his free time."

It was actually true though. Except for school and studying, the only thing he does is the thing you've mentioned. He doesn't even go out if it's unnecessary. Sometimes, you use his phone and you haven't seen any suspicious person popping up in his notifications.

"Have you ever crossed your mind that what if he likes you?" You suddenly choked as you were drinking your beer. Namjoon taps your back to prevent you from coughing. After you wipe your mouth, you suddenly laugh.

"What?" Namjoon asked.

"Are you out of your mind?" You said while chuckling.

"What? There's nothing impossible, y/n! Just come think about it. What do you think is the reason why Jungkook is too stunned to speak when he sees Jimin's messages and when he suddenly explodes when Jimin calls you in the middle of your argument with him?"

"You don't understand, joonie–

"He's basically jealous, y/n!" He cut you off.

"That's not it!"

"Then what?"

You didn't respond immediately and you collected yourself before you answered.

"I am the only one he trusts and the only friend he's comfortable with at all times." You started. "He may appear as a straightforward person and says what comes in his mind but when it comes to his true feelings, he prefers not to say it. The only way that I can keep up with what he truly feels is by my observations."

"This is actually the first time he became honest with me about his feelings. You see, I am the only one that he has. You all may be treating him as your friend but he's still building his courage to feel comfortable with all of you. Sometimes, he feels left out and I, as his best friend who’s supposed to be with him on this whole trip, is busy talking to someone else." You sigh.

The thing that you always keep in your mind is, you're the only person he truly trusts and he has no one else except you. You don't want to reach the point where he trusts nobody, even you.

It was a long moment of silence for the both of you before he nodded.

"I get it." He said and finished his can of beer. "But I still believe that his actions scream jealousy." He chuckled.

"Namjoon!"

Before you even have another argument with him, you hear the loud voices entering the cabin.

"Oh my god." You and Namjoon looked behind and you saw your friends as they entered.

"What are you guys doing?" Giselle asked with full of malice.

"Are you two supposed to make out or what?" After Seokjin said that, everyone laughed except Jungkook who's behind your friends.

That's when you realize where those malicious thoughts are coming from. You're still wearing your bikini and the only thing covering you is the scarf around your waist.

"We're actually having a bible study." Namjoon said sarcastically before standing up, getting another can of beer in the fridge.

"So what's the bible verse of the day?"

"Fuck yourself."

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The rest of the day is spent in the cozy cabin where everyone's resting and on their phone. It's been three days since you've arrived in Cebu and you still have two days before going back to Seoul. You'll be spending the next two days here in Bantayan Island doing a lot of water activities. And for now, you'll be resting to prepare for island hopping for tomorrow.

When the night came, you and your friends went to a restaurant to eat your dinner while spending the night by the seashore with a bonfire. Everyone is talking about random stuff and capturing photos to post in their Instagram stories.

You're all sitting in the sand circling the bonfire and Jungkook is in front of you. You got the chance to stare at him because he doesn't give you a single glance and it makes you pout. It looks like he really doesn't care. You took your phone and took a shot of him.

The weight in you is reduced after you've talked to Namjoon and it's good to atleast have someone to listen to you. It seems that Namjoon understands the whole situation so he finds a way to distance the both of you. He's with Jungkook the whole time and he makes sure that he's not left out.

This will be extra special if you have your best friend by your side and create the best moments but unfortunately, things happen.

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wwwurbunnygrldotcom · 1 year

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Unit 022 (Cyberpunk!JungkookxRobot!Y/N)

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Warnings- None

One shot but possible series!

(”My name is already printed on her body. I don’t share.”)

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12.7.2022.

The first to betray me was a god. My creator. My mother. The nights I spent in the scrap yard left a gaping hole in the center of my hardware. I wish I was never coded to feel such strong emotions. I could never name this aching sensation, but it’s so overwhelming. My hands ached from the lack of oil and I was quickly running low on battery. I had been eating nuts and bolts for some time now, my artificial teeth vibrated with each bite. Seemingly, the realization I am a product of a defect is one that is hard to deal with. I was never meant to exist. My breath, down to the metal of my lungs, was a blip in the timeline.

Units, like me, aren’t as rare as they used to be. When we were first introduced to the game we were considered ‘limited treasures’. We were considerably expensive to the common people, only higher players on the leaderboard could have even imagined owning a unit. Were designed to serve without reason or thought, our heart stones act as an extra life for the player. Units are designed for the purpose of service and companion ship. Nothing but mutts in a greater perspective. After the 3rd arch unit’s were now available by search, being able to come across them by chance made it that more exciting. They can be found in caves, dungeons, castles, and forests. Typically not found in scrap metal.

I wasn't made correctly, I was a mistake. I don't have a heart stone. I would never be able to provide the protection needed for my master. I am always in competition with myself, never with competitors because in reality I don't have any. I have to push myself ten times more than average to compensate for my lack. If my life wasn't dependent on him, it would be so satisfying to see just how bad things could get.

Master Jungkook found me 26 moons after I was thrown to the cats. He was completing a quest for his local black smith, he was tasked to find just enough metal to create his very own scythe. He landed upon me instead. He was 9, or so he tells me. I was unable to scan him for the first few months, so I just followed him around like a lost puppy. I always wanted to make sure I was around, just in case his stats ever tarnished. “Do you need anything, Master?” I whispered. “Uh, Nope! Not yet!” the boy gleamed. My readers were broken when I was scavenged and the technician said he was surprised my back up generator lasted for that long. By the time they had busted open my panels my lead was melted and fused into one.

Once I was repaired I wasn’t in the market for long, master Jungkook took no time to take ownership of my unit. Master Jungkook is an eager player in the VRMMO world. From the moment I met him he glistened with boyish charm. I felt that my camera modified iris could not comprehend the colors that glew from his skin. How his hair would fall perfectly with each landing, and his clothes always tailored to perfection. He was beauty personified, kindness made unreal, and love turned nonfiction.

“Can you be any slower 22?!” Master chuckled from the practice field. “I had to grab safety equipment! What if you get hurt while we're gone?” I rebutted. He had just looked towards the sun and smiled, gripping onto his scythe with ambition. His attention was abruptly taken by the map changing shape for the second time this hour. They interchange every 30 minutes, to keep the players engaged and simulated.

“Woah, you see that cliff? I wonder what the views are like!” he shouted through his bunny teeth. Jungkook is much older now, nowadays it really showed in his face. His stats tell me he’s freshly 19. Before I could snap myself out of my thoughts and protest whatever menacing plan the boy was up to he had already dashed out of my peripheral view. I adjusted my camera to the new lighting and chased after him. His scent following behind him as he ran, no one could be as comforting as he is. His feet carried him up the side of the building, standing completely vertical. “Master! Please be careful!” I screamed, reaching my hands out.

“Why don't you hurry up here? It will be better with you here!” He smirked. I scrambled my way up the same path he took. By the time I had reached his presence all I could do was grab onto his waist. I wasn’t fearful of myself, but rather fearful of something happening to him. “Aw, you scared Bunny?” he whispered. “Huh?” I squeaked. “I thought maybe having a name would be much more endearing than calling you ‘Unit 022’ all the time. What do-ya think?” “I like it. I really do.”

12.8.2022.

Tonight Master decided to take on a quest in a new unlocked map. I don't have a good feeling, though I never do. He can never seem to stay out of trouble. I decided to bathe myself in fluid before battle, it helps keep my hardware capable of expansion on field. The capsule is clear with a blue hue light shining upwards from below. My body stays floating as I close my eyes and roll my head back. All noise from the outside world is muffed through my encasing. I hear the closing of a door behind me on my right side. My ear automatically intensifies to adjust to my surroundings.

“Resting?” The voice spoke. I could have picked it out and recognized it from a million, it was Jungkook. “You know I like being prepared.” I smiled while keeping my eyes closed. I could sense him taking steps closer to the capsule, it wasn't very hard to tell. The quest tonight is a battle against another team, we estimate 2 players excluding a fellow unit. This should be easier considering they're a lower level than we are. “Are you nervous for tonight?” I questioned. “What? No, never” Jungkook chuckled with his chest. I used this moment of happiness to check his stats. His health was in mint condition, although I sensed his stress levels increased. He was lying to me.

“Why did you take this quest anyways?” I finally opened my eyes. Jungkook was standing directly in front of my drifting body, he was shirtless and making hard eye contact with me. His tattoos were littered across his skin. I loved them, they gave him personality. “Because I want to get us somewhere nicer. Don't get me wrong, his district will always have a place in my heart but I can't stand living in fear that something bad will happen to you while I'm logged out.” he sighed. “You know I can handle myself.” I pushed my body down towards him, placing my hands on the glass. The fluid in the chamber made my hair beautifully flow above my head, I looked like a painting. Jungkook placed his hands on mine. “I know, I never want to take the chance of losing you.” I could feel a vibration spread from the core of my body, why would he say such an intimate thing? “I still remember what it was like to struggle. I don’t want us to ever feel like ever again.”

“I wouldn't worry too much, master. Tonight will be just fine, we always make it out alive.” I tried comforting him, with the best that my robotic heart could ever. He bit his lip in worry, “I know we will.”

He dropped his hands from the glass and shook his head. His eyes never left mine, but the worry stayed. He turned on his heels and left the repair room. I sighed and tried my best to relieve my distress. I couldn't get my mind off the little boy who once was my savior.

Preparing to defend Jungkook was a tedious task. I never really knew what may happen to him while in battle, so I prepared for everything. I carried a metal pack that would latch onto these hooks designed onto the back of my suit. I carried things like health potions and extra bullets for my hand guns because it felt foolish to not be over prepared. Legend has it I started throwing in food packs as well, Jungkook's stomach is a never ending black hole. Once on a journey to the far lands Jungkook complained the whole time because there hadn't been a market for miles. I kind of liked whiny Jungkook.

I made sure to lace my suit on extra tight, I had always done this to aid my anxiety. It was all black with blue strips that lined my sides. It used to be completely black until a few months ago when Jungkook dyed his hair blue, now we match. I slide my hand guns into their holster on my waist, they are also matte black. The only thing making me visible with all the dark colors was the ownership tag on my suit. It stated “OWNERSHIP OF PLAYER: JEON JUNGKOOK”, just right above my tramp stamp, it was embroidered with a beautiful silver. Just Jungkook's taste.

“Ready?” Jungkook called from the common room. I sighed, I really wish we could just stay in tonight. I grabbed the last of my supplies and followed after his voice. He stood in his skin tight upper suit and baggy combat pants. This was his everyday uniform. “Are we teleporting?” I questioned. Sometimes using teleportation devices messed with my inner GPS, I hated using them. “You know it,” Jungkook smirked. He took a hold of my hand and lifted me up onto the platform. His hand landed securely on my waist, holding my balance as the frequency makes me dizzy.

By the time we had arrived at the agreed battle zone the sun had already set and everything was pitch black. Jungkook stood tall and strong in front of me, I used my reader and scanned the area. I found 3 heat signatures on the opposite end of the field. “3 Directly in front of us.” I whispered just loud enough for him to pick up. “They have a unit.”. He nodded his head in confirmation.

A booming voice spoke over the speakers. “Players. You have 30 minutes to capture each other's flags. Once captured, all weapons must be dropped. Failing to do so will lead to a permanent ban. Prizes for the winners will be collected once health has been restored. If both teams fail to capture the opponent flag 100,000 dollars will be collected in fines.” A gasp left my mouth as I heard the stakes. Jungkook, what the fuck.

I could sense the other players beginning to station themselves for battle. I took this as a perfect opportunity to activate the shields I have installed in both Jungkook and I’s suits. I lowered my glasses completely to give me insight on the other team and keep tabs on Jungkook’s stats. His oxygen rate was increasing along with his stress levels, he’s most likely to take risky chances when like this. I need to keep an eye on him.

The announcer spoke once more, “Teams, make your way to the center of the field.”

Jungkook took the first step, I followed right behind him. Two men and a female presenting unit make themselves known on the other side. The taller man had bright orange hair whereas the shorter one had bright red. I made a signal on Jungkook’s map to watch his blind spot on his right, the lights in that area dimmed and seemed to be laced with traps.

“Beautiful unit you have there,” said the strange man with orange hair. He smiled at Jungkook, never looking in my direction. “We didn’t expect to see anyone else with one in this area, I guess you're lucky.” He chuckled.

“Yeah, I guess you can call it luck.” Jungkook sneered. His grip on his scythe stiffened. “Where's my manners! I’m Kai. This is Jasper and my Unit’s name is Jade. Isn’t this a little dangerous? Just the two of you?” Kai questioned.

“Trust me, I think we got this. We’ve been through much worse.” Jungkook took a step forward, shielding me from Kai's view. “Well if you say so, you are….?” Kai’s voice veered off as he spoke.

“Jungkook.”

“And her's?”

“Does it matter?” Jungkook cut him off just as soon as he opened his mouth. I suppose Kai sensed the aggression because he threw his hands up in defense. “I was just wondering, why don't we raise the stakes?” Kai smirked.

“How so?” Jungkook’s head tilted with confusion. I reached my hand out and placed it on his upper forearm. I thought maybe this would let him know not to play into whatever trap Kai was opposing. I was wrong. “If I win I want your unit.” Kai’s once smirk disappeared into nothing but a cold stare. I took a bold step forward and narrowed my eyes. “You’re too late, she’s already claimed. My name is already printed on her body. I don't share.”

“Then let the game begin.”

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jeoniius · 3 years

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When you don’t know him | jjk (m.)

☆ pairings: idol!jungkook x reader

☆ genre: smut

☆ word count: 1.7k

☆ warnings: making out, slight breast play, fingering, tongue fucking, pussy eating, bigdick!jungkook, unprotected sex (wrap it up, people)

☆ summary: just a day of you whining about how much your work sucks and then being in someone’s bed. fun fact: he’s famous but you don’t know that.

☆ a/n: so, i know i haven’t posted anything for a while (writer’s block is being a real bitch to me, for the past few weeks.) I am currently working on some fics and I have a few of these written in my drafts so here you go. These are unedited so please excuse me for this. This drabble was literally my first attempt at smut and so it kind of suck. lol. Anyways, enjoy!

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"I am so tired of this every day. The stress at work is too much for me. I mean what does it take for someone to give a person, who by the way, works 17 hours a day, even overtime, a fucking break?" You yelled frustrated, hands in your head, to a stranger you met at the bar. A handsome stranger to be precise.

Jungkook looked at you, admiring your features. She isn't like the others. She didn't throw herself at me like others do, he thought. He was the international playboy or so they said. He had fucked many girls before but none of them were like you. Jungkook thought you were pretty the moment he saw you, deciding to buy you a drink. He didn’t know what he was doing in a pub when he should be in the studio but he didn’t care.

Your mascara ran down your cheeks like a straight line in a sheet from all the crying before. Apparently, your boss has made your life “a fucking piece of cow dunk”. Your words, not his. At some point, Jungkook felt like giving you all the break in the world, his heart aching a little as he listened to you complain about your boss.

"Maybe I can help you relieve your stress," Jungkook said, placing his hands on your thighs. You bit your lower lips. "One night I can let my guard down right?" you thought. One of your favorite songs came up and just like that you were not the person who was crying her heart out anymore. You poured the last shot down your throat. Leaning in "Okay, but we're dancing first '' you said, placing a kiss on his cheeks and pulling him to the dance floor. He was truly in awe.

You started swaying your hips to the beat. Jungkook was quite the dancer himself but he didn't know what to do. You pulled him close to you. Your back facing his chest. Both of your bodies pressed together, hips moving sensually to the music. Jungkook placed a hand on your hips squeezing them occasionally. His face dropped down resting on the shoulders while your hands above your head grabbed his nape.

Grinding yourself against him, you tried to create a friction. Jungkook sucked in a breath "Let's not do this here" Jungkook said, stopping you. He grabbed your hands and pulled you out of the club. Getting inside the car, you drove out of the place.

The ride was silent. You rested your head against the seat, his hands on your thighs. The soft cool wind hit your face causing your hair to flow back.

The car stopped and you got out. Your face lit up on seeing his mansion. Yes. A mansion. You didn't realize how rich he was until he saw the mansion in front of you. But you didn't care about his money. This was going to be the best night of your life. All this freedom should be worth it. "That's a beautiful house you've got there," you said while walking by his side. He let out a small chuckle. There was a comfortable silence while you walked. That was until you reached the door.

Jungkook opened the door and pulled you inside. you threw your arms around his neck while he closed the door with his legs. He smashed his lips onto yours. You jumped and wrapped your legs around his torso.

He nibbled onto your lower lip, biting it, asking for entrance as you moaned into the kiss and gladly let him slide his tongue across your lips, into your mouth. It was a sloppy and messy kiss, teeth and tongue clashing everywhere as he carried you towards his bedroom.

Throwing you onto the bed, his mouth found its way towards your neck. He swiftly glided his tongue across your collarbone and then started sucking the junction between your neck and shoulder. You moaned, hands tangling with his hair, softly tugging the ends. He continued abusing your neck and then looked up to see his masterpiece. He stared at you like you were the most beautiful art piece and he had no idea why he did that.

You grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him down for another kiss. Biting his lower lips, you licked them. A groan escaped his mouth. His hands worked their way to the back of your dress and in one swift move, your zipper opened. You got up resting on your elbows while he pulled the strap down leaving you bare in front of him. The cold air hit your hardened nipple. He latched his mouth onto your left nipple sucking and tugging it, while his other hand massaged your right breast. Breathy moans left your mouth as you arched your back, your breasts prodding further into his face.

He left the nipple with a pop sound, hands grabbing the waistbands of your lace panties, he pulled them down your legs. His hands cupped your core. "Already wet for me, baby?" He said moving his fingers along your stretches. You let out a shaky moan. He suddenly pulled two fingers inside your which caused you to grab his shoulders. You arched your back while he pumped them in and out. He added another finger and your eyes rolled back. "Taking my fingers so well" He cooed. His mouth captured your neck once again sucking onto the skin. you felt a familiar knot forming in your abdomen. "I-I am c-cuming" you stuttered, coming all over his fingers.

Jungkook took his fingers out and got on his knees. He licked your now sensitive bud which caused you to arch your back dangerously. "Oh, my g-god," you said in a high-pitched voice. He licked your cum off of your core. You tried closing your thighs out of sensitivity. He grabbed your thighs to keep them from closing. He started licking your wet slick folds, you moaned so loud that you were sure if he had neighbors, they could hear them. Your hands found their way to his hair, you bucked your hips, his face stuffing in between your legs. He pressed his tongue against your clit, hands kneading your breasts.

His tongue smoothly glided inside your slick folds as he started pushing in and out. Series of moans left as you felt his tongue inside you. You felt your climax build up rather quickly that you expected and soon enough you were coming on his face.

He got up and kissed you, letting you taste yourself. As he took of his clothes, you saw the definite bulge on his boxers. Pulling them down his cock hit his abdomen as you admired his length and thickness. His dick aligned with your entrance as it brushed the folds making you whimper from the sensitivity.

Slowly pushing himself in, he caressed you cheeks, removing the hairs which stuck to your face. You nodded as he started moving slowly, groaning to the way your walls enclosed around him. He picked up his pace, thrusting in a fast rhythmic motion.

You let out a high pitched moan which lowkey would have sounded like a scream if it was not you naked under him with his dick buried inside you. You face crunched up in pleasure as Jungkook picked up his pace, continuously hitting a spot which he assumed as your g-spot from the way you face twisted.

You held onto the sheets tight as he continued his abuse on your pussy, mind to fucked to think. You started bucking your hips, his cock hitting deeper. As you felt another orgasm coming over your started clenching around him. “I’m clo-close” you said breathlessly. He continued thrusting, moaning out loud. “Now”

That was all it took for you to come all over his cock. The feeling of getting to finally release was something you could never describe but it was close to somewhat feeling like you layed on a cloud, if that was imaginable.

Letting out loud grunts Jungkook pulled out as his came all over your stomach. Cupping your core, he pushed two fingers in trying to keep the cum from spilling out, causing your to move around trying to get out of his hold. Chuckling, he pulled himself out of you.

He made his way to the bathroom, collecting some tissue. Cleaning first you and them himself, he tossed the sheet out of the bed, it landing somewhere on the floor.

You lay there, practically limb as you let Jungkook put an over(really over)sized shirt on you. Putting on some sweatpants himself, he got inside the covers next to you. You snuggled closed to him, finally letting sleep take over you.

You groaned loudly as the sound of your phone ringing woke you up from a very comfortable sleep. You looked around to see Jungkook sleeping peacefully next to you, one hand wrapped around your waist. Smiling, you took the phone seeing missed calls and texts from your best friend, Hana.

[Yesterday, 11:35pm] Hanaaaaa: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?

[Yesterday, 11:40pm] Hanaaaaa: Y/N pick up your phone.

[Yesterday, 11:41pm] Hanaaaaa: Do you have nothing better to do than to worry me? PICK UP THE DAMN PHONE!!!!

[Today, 12:00am] Hanaaaaa: Atleast give me a call when you see these.

[Today, 9:33am]Hanaaaaa: So I assume you haven’t seen my texts yet. I’m gonna have to call the police if you don’t yk. So REPLY BACK!

[Today, 10:40am] Hanaaaaa: KIM Y/N! WTF? WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING WITH JEON JUNGKOOK???? OF BTS???? YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW WHO HE IS!!!

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“BTS’s singer, Jeon Jungkook, spotted outside his mansion with a girl, whom we assume might just be his girlfriend. The singer is known to have a reputation to be a ladies man, and has been seen with many women before. But this might be the first time he has been spotted with a women in front of his house. He never brings girls to his home but always takes them to his penthouse. So is this a new start for the singer and possibly the mystery women?

READ MORE TO FIND OUT.”

tags: @mwitsmejk

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monosbackup · 3 years

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#bts #bts fanart #fanart #bts army #digital art #portrait #jungkook #jungkook fanart #rockstar #rockstarau #jungkookau #jungkookfanart #전정국

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kooktaebear · 3 years

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If Only I Knew

Status: ONGOING (this is my first AU AHHH I’m excited to write the next couple of parts, but I hope this story gets a lot of love :~>)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Y/N abruptly moved to Seoul after spending 21 years living alone in her hometown, Busan after the death of her parents. She now discovers through her best friends that drama can be a lot to handle, but as she starts to meet new people, she discovers that she had completely forgotten an important part of her past.

Warnings: mention of guns, blood and violence,

Genre: angst, WHOLE LOT OF FLUFF, slow burn

Word Count: 3.2k

Part One:

I step out of the bus and a gust of cold wind hits my face as I board the train. Why did I think of not wearing enough layers in the middle of winter? I take my seat and look out the window to see the number of people who are about to board the train. I grab my phone and start listening to ILYSB. I like LANY, their music is perfect for travel.

I know this isn't such an interesting event in my life since I know that many other people have flown to see Seoul, capital of Korea but hey, give me a break. I’m finally going to meet my best friends after living alone for 4 years. This is what pays to be travelling, a provincial girl like me? I doubt I would ever survive the city life.

As a 2 hours pass, I wake up to hear the advisory that I’m about to reach Seoul.

I look out the window, close my eyes, and whisper.

"Mom, Dad, I made it to Seoul."

I lost both my parents during a hostage that happened in our own home. My mom happened to answer the door and was shot first. The culprit saw me and asked me to go get my dad. At first I was confused, but it so happened that there was an issue with the family business and this guy was after the money. I was 13 at that time but I still couldn't figure out why something like this had to happen to our family. However, as soon as my dad had agreed to the terms of the killer, he pointed his gun at me and pulled the trigger. I closed my eyes to prepare myself for the pain that comes next but instead, I felt warm liquid on my hands and felt something heavy fall on me, it was my dad. I screamed at the sight of both my parents suddenly vanishing from this world, a sudden pain struck my chest and I couldn't breathe. I fall to the ground slowly losing my vision as I see the blue and red lights of police cars approaching my house.

"Miss? Are you okay miss?" the person right next to me calls my attention and brings me back to reality, "Oh, yes I'm fine. Have we arrived?" I look around to see almost everyone out of the train. "Would you need any help getting off? Are you new to the city?" the lady asks me. I shake my head and give her a smile as I head down the aisle to the exit.

I follow the rest of the passengers to exit the station as I turn my phone on to contact Jennie and Lisa, my two best friends. Their parents had offered to get us three an apartment we could all share just so that they could both keep me company. Lisa and Jennie aren't sisters if you were wondering, they just had agreed to live under one roof with me and I'm eternally grateful for that. Not to mention they’re idol trainees.

"Y/N?" I turn my head to see Lisa's straight black hair, "Lisa!!!" We both jump around and giggle, "Wait but where's Jennie?" "Oh, she's getting us another cab because your arrival got delayed." She helps grab my luggage and we both start catching up with each other, as if we’ve never spoken in weeks. This was the first time I had ever seen both Lisa and Jennie in person, all our moms were best friends when they were younger too but since we couldn't visit them often, we met and talked through video calls.

"Well if it isn't our beautiful foreign friend Y/N." I turn around and meet Jennie’s eyes, "JENNIE!!!" I run to hug her and Lisa joins in and I finally don't feel alone anymore. "Girls, the cab is waiting outside, we better hurry." On our way to our new apartment we were all catching up with each other as if we really didn't talk as much already. "Oh hey, Y/N you have to make sure that you're ready to go to school by 7am okay?" Jennie cheerfully said. I was so confused, school started at 8am so why would I have to be ready an hour before school when our place was literally like 10 minutes away. "Wait why do we have to be ready an hour before school? I know our place is like 15 minutes away from school. It's not like you guys take that long to fix yourselves up right?" Lisa and Jennie smiled at me suspiciously, "Well....Y/N you know, you may not know everything about us yet..." "What's there not to know? I've known you guys since the moment I was able to talk." Lisa elbowed me softly, "We’ve got new friends! Like actual men type of friends." My eyes opened wide despite the tiredness I've been experiencing,

How could these two end up befriending guys and just suddenly "forgetting" to tell me about it when they know and are fully aware that we all don’t normally interact with the opposite gender?

"Fine, I'll be ready by 7am on Monday." I say as I roll my eyes, "YAYYY I'M SO EXCITEDDD!!!" both of them scream.

Ugh, 30 minutes have just passed since I arrived in Seoul and I'm already experiencing stress.

As soon as we got off the cab, both my friends had rushed to bring down all my belongings so that I could finally take a look at the place we rented out. Jennie reaches her hand out to me and in her palm, my key to our place. "Hey, have you guys figured out how we'll be getting to school on Monday?" Jennie giggles, "Y/N, you’re lucky we attend the same school. But the guys will pick us up! Plus..they promised to bring Jungkook." Jennie winks at me and flashes me her brightest smile.

Jungkook? I know I've heard that name somewhere, but I just can't remember where.

"We're here!!" The elevator door opens, "Apartment 735" I mutter to myself. I walk along the brightly lit corridor. "732....733...734..." I continue counting, "735!!" The girls rush to my side, "Y/N, this is your first time in our apartment, so you'll have the honor of opening the door with your key" Lisa says with a smile. I reach out for my keys, close my eyes and take a deep breath before turning the key to unlock the door. I hear the light switch turn on and I open my eyes. The apartment was beautiful. I walk in to see the kitchen, it has a small island where I could serve meals to my friends. I honestly enjoy cooking to relieve myself from whatever stresses me out, whether it be school, people or something about football. I’ve loved sports for as long as I can remember but it gets frustrating since I could be quite competitive.

I walked into the next room and I saw our living room, there was a large L-shaped sofa sitting in front of a huge television. In between the sofa and TV, I saw a small wooden table that is most probably multipurpose as being both a study desk and a place to put our snacks when we binge on shows during our free days. Beside the sofa I see a balcony that showcases a beautiful scenery of the city. I walk out and feel the cold breeze on my cheeks, I look up to the sky and I see that the sky had a welcoming gift for me as well. The stars greeted me as they shined brightly upon the night sky and I just can't help but admire the night sky. To my right, I see a bean bag that fits 2 people. I plop down to the bean bag and stargaze for a while.

Mom? Dad? I know you can hear me, I promise I'll make you proud, I'll succeed here in Seoul and become a great doctor.

"Y/N?" I snap back to reality and see Jennie’s head appear, "You haven't even seen your room yet! Come onnnnn!!" I stand back up and follow the girls in another small hallway, there I see 3 doors. "So basically, it's not that we don't want you to have your own room but we wanted one room to be our sort of walk-in closet because I mean who has not dreamed of having one?" I open the first door I see and the place is indeed full of clothes. There were 3 closets in the room, each of the closet doors have our first name initials on it to indicate who owns which closet. I laugh at my best friends, we all enjoy watching all those Barbie movies where they have spectacular closets and I guess you can say that this is the closest we can get to our childhood dreams.

I walk out of the room and take a few steps into the hallway. Lisa rushes to get past me and hold the doorknob, "Okay Y/N, this room is a little different. I know it's not really our style whatsoever but we created a study room." I scrunch my eyebrows, "A study room? Really now? For all of us or for me?" Lisa tucks a stray hair into her ear, "Well, more for you than for us since we know how hard you work and how much more you'll be working to get into med school. But it's a double purpose for a practice room for us too!" I take a step back to look at both my best friends and their grinning faces,

What did I do to deserve these two psychos in my life?

I call them in for a group hug, "You guys, I know you want to make me feel like there's nothing missing anymore in my life and I love you guys for that. I hope you all still remember I'm not a robot though and even if I'll be working hard to get into med school, I'll still be around to party and experience what any normal teenager should be experiencing." I hear Jennie sniffling at my right, "Aw Jen" I rub her back soothingly, "We know that Y/N, we just want the best for you too. We'll always be here rooting for you any time." We all take a step back, "Okay!" Lisa says, "Guys, it's our first night in our own apartment and we're already crying." Everybody laughs, "So I guess this last room is our room?" "It sure is." Jennie opens the door and I see three twin beds side by side. Just like our "walk-in closet" our first name initials are hanging above our head, brightly lit to recognize who owns which bed. I see my initial on top of the bed that lies in between both Lisa and Jennie's.

I drop my luggage off at our closet area and plop back down into the bean bag on the balcony. I take a deep breath in and close my eyes.

This is the start of my new life.

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"Take my hands now, you are the cause of my euphoria"

I woke up to the sound of Euphoria, my favorite song in the whole wide-

"WHEN I’M WITH YOU I'M IN UTOPIA"

And of course, the voices of my two best friends singing their hearts out and getting the lyrics messed up.

"Y/N!!! Come on!! It's your first day of school. Did you forget about our breakfast plan?"

Right. Their so-called "breakfast plan" before school. I stand up from my bed and stretch a little before I start making my bed. I stop by the closet first and pick my outfit for today, I pick out a tied crop top, white sneakers, and jeans. I grab my bathrobe and head to the bathroom. I step into the shower and play some music that would help wake me up and get ready for the day. As I continue to wash my hair, I hear a knock on my door,

"Y/N! Are you done?!!"

I roll my eyes. Jeez, they finally got themselves guy friends and now they're going crazy about finishing on time. I wrap a towel around my head to dry my hair. I head back to our dressing room and open my luggage. As I look for my blow dryer and straightener, Lisa barges into the room,

"Y/N Y/L/N, you seem to be too relaxed this morning. You have 30 minutes left to get ready and if you're not ready by then I'm going to drag you to the car." "Don't worry Jen, I'll be done on time. Now can you please stop bothering me so that I can start dressing up?"

I quickly blow dry my hair and put it up in a messy bun. With the remaining time left, this is the best I can do to tame my natural curls. I look at myself in the mirror and check to see if something is missing. I reach out to get my makeup bag and I put on a little blush and add a little lip tint. I search through my accessory bag and look for my small stud earrings. I get my glasses from the table and look at myself in the mirror once more. I'm ready for my first day of school. I leave the dressing room and meet my best friends in our kitchen.

"Oh my goodness Y/N, let's go! We're already 5 minutes late." I grab the schoolbag I prepared last night before heading to bed and leave the apartment. We head to the basement by elevator since Lisa got her license just recently. "Wait Lisa, if you had your license already by the time you picked me up, why did you guys use a taxi to pick me up?" "Oh, uh..I was too lazy to drive that late at night so I just got us a taxi." She starts the car and we head to the exit.

It was my first time ever seeing Seoul in the morning light, the sun hit the skyscrapers so beautifully that it was as if the city was welcoming me as their new citizen. Numerous cars were already out by the time we hit the road because of the rush hour most of them were experiencing. Our school, Seoul National University was just 10 minutes away, our apartment was located a couple blocks away As I was looking out the window, I saw some sort of diner come into view. It looked huge for my definition of a diner since I always saw diners as small joints made for meals, but this diner was different. As Lisa pulled up in the parking area I could see a little bit of the inside, students like us were dining in there as well and there seemed to be a game room on the other side of the dining area. It's around mid-February so the breeze was still cool, Busan was a little warmer during the winter so I had to find a way to adjust to the cooler weather in the city. As my friends and I make our way to the entrance, I notice three heads that turn our way. As we enter the diner however, the smell of freshly made bread, waffles, and eggs hits me and I feel my mouth water. I've been starving and I couldn't wait to try whatever the diner had been serving.

I see three boys in a booth and I make eye contact with one of them, the weird thing is...I felt butterflies in my tummy. I've seen those eyes somewhere, he feels familiar which is of course impossible because I've never met these people in my entire life.

I've never had any guy friends at all. I've always thought about making my parents proud and everything so I focused on getting good scores on all my tests so that I could get into med school. This is all so new to me...having friends of the opposite species. I mean okay, I've watched rom-coms and movies that revolve around love, seeing your friends being treated the way I see couples act in the movies is something I never thought I would be interacting with boys at this point of my life.

"Y/N? Earth to Y/N!" I snap back to reality as Jennie calls my attention. "This is Jimin, Taehyung and the guy still sitting in the booth is Jungkook." Jungkook? I think I know a Jungkook from back home but it's still pretty hard to remember a lot of things. "Sorry, I'm being rude." Jungkook stood up and walked to me, "Jungkook." He held out a hand for me to shake, "Y/N." I say in reply. As our hands touch, there's a familiar warmth that gives me goosebumps. I quickly try to mask the reddness in my cheeks. We all take a seat in the booth and based on the impression of these boys, they seem like athletes. "Hey Y/N," Jimin says, "You should try their Bacon and Waffles here. They sell out like crazy in the mornings." I take a quick glance on the menu and scan quickly for the meal Jimin was talking about. I raise my hand excitedly to call in the waitress to take our orders, "1 Bacon and Waffles, 2 Pancakes and, 3 orders of the Waffles and Chicken all with Orange Juice on the side." The waitress says, "Thanks." I give her a smile in return.

I glance back at my friends after giving the waitress the menu I was holding, Jungkook and I make direct eye contact, his big brown doe eyes, another flood of goosebumps crawl on my skin as he turns away to talk to Taehyung. Why is it that Jungkook looks at me as if he’s seen me before?

The waitress returns with the orders and I start to take a bite off my first meal of the day.

“So Y/N, how was your first night in the city?” Taehyung asked as he picked a strawberry off one of the pancakes, “I stayed up in the balcony just looking at the city lights, the stars were very bright last night. I couldn’t stay up for so long though, it got really cold.” “Y/N loves gazing at stars, she used to try to make Jen and I see the stars in Busan every time we video called.” Lisa says giggling, Jimin gasps and turns to point at Jungkook while eating his waffle, “Jungkook used to drag us out of our homes just to meet at a park to stargaze!” Jungkook shyly looks away and takes a sip of his juice, “Yah” he finally speaks, “You make me sound like a really weird kid Hyung” I laugh at his statement, “Don’t be too embarrassed Kook, looking at the stars are my favorite past time” He tenses up with the nickname as he looks at me, I realize I just gave this guy a nickname on the first day we met. Shit. “Uh, is it okay that I call you Kook?” He nods in return as a smile crept onto his face.

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chenlelesdream · 3 years

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[ ‘Spring Day, ]

pairing : Jungkook x Reader

word count : 3,828 words

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

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

Concert Day.

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

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

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

“Fair point”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

daljanha (i’m so sweet)

Pirisoril ttarawa (follow the sound of the pipe)”

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

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

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

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

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

Neoegeman ttatteushae ttatteushae (warm only to you)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Until everything started to go by in a flash.

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

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

“You’re going to be okay”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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*cue spring day by BTS*

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*skip to 3:16 of the song*

You know it all You're my best friend

achimeun dashi ol geoya (The morning will come again)

Eotteon eodumdo eotteon gyejeoldo (because no darkness)

yeongweonhal sun eopseunikka (and no season can last forever)

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

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

Every step you took you get a flash of memories

Bogo shipda (I miss you)

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

Jogeumman gidarimyeon (If i wait a little longer)

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

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

Mannareo galge (I’ll go see you)

Derireo galge (I’ll go pick you up)

His bunny smile that get you going

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

dashi bomnari ol ttaekkaji (until spring comes again)

When he asked you to be his on this bridge

Kkot piul ttaekkaji (Untill the flowers bloom again)

Geugose jom deo meomulleojwo (Stay there a little longer)

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

Meomulleojwo (Just stay there)

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

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

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sunshinechimm · 3 years

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I'm so sad... my favourite jungkook au was deleted and I dont remember the user... it was a siren AU.... can someone help?? If its not deleted I wanna re-read it 😭

It was a Siren AU, y/n worked at the aquarium

#jungkook #bts #sirenau #au #siren #jungkookau #fanfiction

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alwaysjjk97 · 4 years

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JJK1 IS COMING. IT REALLY IS.

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flymetothejoon · 5 years

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masked (m)

pairing: drummer!jungkook x reader genre: smut, angst, hidden identity warnings: alcohol use, sexual content, foul language, adult themes, mentions of death, dirty talk, public sex, fingering word count: ~8k description: Silver Tooth is a local rock band that is becoming so mainstream that seeing them live is almost impossible. It isn't until your friend scores a new position as a guitarist that you find yourself indulging in the craze. Although their songs are catchy, Silver Tooth's popularity is attributed to one main factor— their mysterious and dangerous masked drummer.

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Standing in a long line outside a sleazy bar was definitely not your idea of an ideal Friday night, but when your friend finally catches some type of break after landing a guitar position in the infamous band Silver Tooth, it became a priority to come out and support him.

You can't help a scoff of distaste from leaving your lips as a drink spills onto your sneakers. You mumble quietly to yourself and shake out your foot, only to step back down into a foaming puddle of dirt and alcohol. You can barely see the damage that was done from how dark and misty the air is. Your best friend, Fia, erupts in laughter at the altercation, but you sigh to yourself.

You weren't fond of the night life in your town, and as much as you hated to admit it, you wanted to enjoy it. You were tired of hearing all the rave reviews and stories from peers about how much fun seeing Silver Tooth play live was. You had to push aside the rumors and your fear to get here.

"I thought the whole point of him being in the band was that we wouldn't have to do this," you complain, gesturing to the chaotic line.

It has been nearly an hour of waiting in this beer infested swamp of an alleyway. You'd think that after many months of Silver Tooth's growing popularity that the employees at The Waypoint would figure out how to work by now. You grimace as the smell of weed and garbage engulf your senses.

Fia is quick in a defense. "I already told you that we can't go backstage because of him."

"Because of Slash?" you ask for clarification.

Slash is their drummer. He's well known because no one knows who he is; he conceals his identity using a skull mask and a stage name. You've only ever seen pictures of him— or his body, rather— in the articles online. He's the main reason why you are apprehensive about coming out tonight.

Fia nods, "we can't see who he is."

Even without knowing who he is, publicized medias have made it their mission to tell the general public; newspapers have plastered everything and anything about Silver Tooth in the entertainment section. The mystery behind the mask has enticed their audience. The newspapers portray Slash as being dangerous and horrific, and the rumors surrounding him serve as a testament to his danger. It brings an unwelcoming feeling to the pit of your stomach. Slash is mentioned in all rumors regarding disappearances, murders and shady business.

"...shouldn't we be worried for Hoseok?" you question her. Your friend is now assumed to be in the lion's den with this guy. He's been practicing nonstop with the band for the past few weeks.

"No," Fia rolls her eyes. "I'm sure those stories are just for publicity."

"They could be true," you mumble.

There's something eery and unsettling about the atmosphere surrounding the band. This is obvious just by the look of their venue choice; The Waypoint is the grimiest bar, yet it is the only place Silver Tooth ever conducts their shows. It's a pity, really. That's why it's almost impossible to get a ticket— the bar is compact and located in a bad part of town.

You can't tell if it's excitement or nervousness that you feel when the line starts to move into the bar. Your throat feels dry and the preconceived attitude towards tonight has started to eat at your insides. You follow behind Fia in conscious steps after you present your ticket to the bouncer. A bright green band is slapped around your wrist, indicating your admittance to the afterparty.

Immediately you're welcomed by dim lighting and a crowd that pans towards the small stage at the back of the bar. You don't realize you're clenching your first on the back of Fia's shirt until she turns around to look at you.

"Relax," she chuckles. "Just wait until you see Slash play."

"You've come here before?" you gape with wide eyes.

It's then that your body is jostled forward by the influx of people coming in behind you. Both you and Fia are pushed along with the rest of the crowd, and it's as if no one cares about getting a drink as they fight for a spot closest to the stage. Fia is one of those people, pulling you along with her to evade the other Silver Tooth fans. You stumble over your own feet a couple of times before catching your breath.

Fia looks at you, and you force a smile to assure her you're okay. You aren't. You are already standing in another puddle of alcohol and chips; the sensation of crumbling food is enough to make you want to go home. People continue to shove you forward even though there is no where to go. Your thighs are scraping against the edge of the stage.

"Murder me, Slash!" a girl screams during the momentary silence.

Everyone in the crowd erupts in cheers. You can't believe it, eyes wide again because the people around you reference his murdering accusations so lightly. It doesn't comfort you at all; they're fans. They don't want to believe it. But you do.

"He's everyone's favorite," Fia tells you, presumably reading your expression. Her voice gets muffled slightly from the chatter around you.

You lighten your own mood by saying, "maybe Hoseok will change that."

The two of you start laughing at the thought of your mutual friend. Hoseok has been passionate about guitar ever since he was young. Given the breakout success of Silver Tooth, you were proud of him for chasing after his dream; however, you still worried that the reputation following the band would affect him. You worried that the reasons there was an opening for him would result in the same demise. The only thing you could hope for tonight is that somehow your mind would be changed.

Your heart jumps when the sound of a fumbling microphone fills the air. The speakers are too big for the tiny space, and the sound echoing from the sound system causes you to flinch each time a tap is made at the microphone. The crowd is restless and rowdy; they cheer for almost everything.

"Who's ready for a show?" the man on the stage asks with great enthusiasm. His voice blares into your ears through the microphone. The feeling of bodies behind you has yet to stop, and only gets worse as the crowd erupts into more loud screams.

You're squinting at the MC until you realize that you know who he is— Siwon. He is the owner of this shit-hole that you're standing in. He's partially responsible for why you will probably have to buy new sneakers after tonight.

"It is my honor to present to you a band that feels like they could be my sons," he says. "Their loyalty to only playing at The Waypoint has continued through all of their success. I am so proud to manage these dickheads."

The crowd enjoys everything this man says. Fia glances at you with a knowing expression. She leans into your ear. "He was the first person to let them play in public. They haven't left since."

"Humble of them," you remark sarcastically.

This man is only here to appease the horrifying rumors about Silver Tooth and touch some heartstrings.

"Have an open mind," she nudges you. You glance at her touch and notice the flask she is offering.

"I didn't realize you were such a fangirl," you joke, but there's truth in that. You had no idea Fia found guilty pleasure in standing in a sweaty, head banging mosh-pit.

You exhale and shrug to yourself before backing down a large sip of the stinging liquid from the flask. It burns the back of your throat, but nothing could hurt less than your dignity at the moment. The alcohol is wet against your lips when the cold metal leaves your mouth, and Fia doesn't waste a moment to do the same.

You smile at each other as the low sound of guitar starts humming throughout the air.

Surprisingly, no one in the crowd cheers. All is silent besides the strumming guitar. The lights have turned an icy blue, and seemingly from the shadows of the stage walks out the lead guitarist. You don't know his name. You glance behind you at the crowd, but no one is moving. The blue hues of light have cascaded down on each stranger's face, but their facial expressions almost look hypnotized. For a moment you feel as though that could be canon, but suddenly the guitar starts to pick up slightly and everyone puts their hands in the air.

Looking back at the stage, it's as if it is a one man show. The guy's fingertips are moving so fast yet so slow on each string of the guitar. You are intrigued by his skill, and the melody is addicting as well. Your heart is racing along with the building tempo of the music. It's then that another guitar joins with a large, dominant strum of one of the chords. It's Hoseok.

"Oh my God!" Fia gasps, only glancing at you for a moment to not miss anything.

The two guitarists appear to be riffing against each other. There are still no cheers from the crowd; you feel like you're missing out on an inside fandom ritual. The music is filling every inch of the place, not sharing with any other sounds. You catch your jaw agape before snapping out of the intense haze. The calmness doesn't last for long.

The lights suddenly turn a crimson red simultaneously as a loud bang of the drums erupts. The spotlight is on him. The crowd goes wild with shouts and cheers.

Oxygen evades your pores and you hitch a breath from the back of your throat. You're scared to swallow or move; chills rack up from your spine but you force yourself to stare. Slash has made his appearance merely five feet from you, and you can't seem to grasp the touch of reality for a moment as your eyes first lay on him. You feel scared, in some deep rooted, bedtime nightmare sort of way. The presence of the dark and ghostly features of the skull mask have presented themselves as a trigger for your fears. It excites you.

Silver Tooth's main vocalist has finally appeared, and once his mouth opens to start the lyrics of the song, the crowd is jumping up and down with wild hands and yells. You can't stop staring at Slash; his arm muscles are already glistening in sweat as they work seamlessly to guide the two drumsticks. His masked head is nodding as he plays— it looks effortless.

"Come on!" Fia tugs on your arms to get you to jump along with her.

You can't help but do it. The music is better than you expected from an underground band like them; your body starts to jump to the beat, and your hands are in the air before you can stop yourself. Alcohol is partly to blame for your excitement, but the band is still impressive nonetheless.

You feel guilty for not watching Hoseok, but your eyes are trapped in a Slash fantasy world. Every inch of his exposed body has got you hooked. Knowing there is a boundary between you two has given you much needed relief.

It's the last song on the setlist and you're soaked in sweat before you know it. You can feel the strands of hair sticking to your neck, but the chaotic and crowded atmosphere that you hated in the beginning has now fueled you to keep going.

The crowd is chanting the words to the song, and one part in particular causes the whole bar to get involved. Slash then stands up from his drum set.

"What's going on?" you look at Fia worriedly.

"It's just a thing he does," she assures you nonchalantly.

You're terrified as the masked ghost makes his way to the edge of the stage. The guitar is still going on without him, but his covered eyes are now searching the crowd with his arm extended out. Your eyes can't help but travel downward to critique the rest of his body. You're mentally having a panic attack at the sight of his muscular physique— now especially including his thighs. Fitted in a white sleeveless tee and tight, leather looking pants, he has gotten you more worked up than you want to admit.

"Me!" shouts begin from the strangers beside you in the pit.

Me? What are they volunteering for?

You lose your breath again when he jumps down into the pit. Surprisingly, no one rushes at him. Everyone in the crowd moves aside for him to walk freely. Your eyebrows raise in shock at the fact that Slash is now walking just beside you. You back away into the people behind you in fear of him singling you out. There is a looming sense of fear plaguing everyone in the crowd. They feed off of it.

"Murder me!" the girl from earlier yells again.

It's a bizarre feeling to watch someone's expressions when they have no facial features. You're forced to examine his body language, and from the sound of the girl's words, he tenses only for a moment before figuring out where to go next. You're holding your breath as you watch him; various people are leaning over others just to touch his shoulder lightly, and others are trying to get him in the background of their selfie. You are standing in shock still— just staring. Each time Slash turns to a different section of the crowd, the people flinch back slightly.

Slash hands a girl across the room his drumstick. The moment he releases the object, she collapses into her friend's arms. Slash doesn't notice, however, because he has already climbed back on the stage to jump around with the rest of the band as the song comes to an end.

"He must go through a lot of drumsticks..." you trail to Fia with a dry throat.

"I wanna fuck myself with his drumstick," she replies vulgarly in a drunken slur. You giggle along with her insanity.

You feel breathless when the setlist ends and the lights go out on stage. Fia's hand is in the air to get Hoseok's attention, and he gives a happy nod at the two of you when he sees her.

Your eyes fall to Slash; his outline is just enough to see him through the darkness. You wait patiently, wanting to catch him taking off his mask, but of course, he doesn't. He is spinning the one drumstick in his hand as he walks off the stage along with Hoseok, the lead singer, and the lead guitarist.

And that's that: your first eye-witness account of Silver Tooth. You don't know whether it's the alcohol or the experience that has made you feel so happy.

"What did you think?" Fia asks you. You can barely understand her slurring mess of pronunciation.

The performance was enough to distract you from your ruined shoes, so you reply, "I liked it."

The crowd is already funneling out. The stage crew has begun to dismember the equipment to make room for the DJ, and when you check the time, it's close to one a.m. The two of you make your way near the bar. You're relieved to lean against a table and catch a breath. There is already a small group of people ordering drinks at the bar, all wearing afterparty wristbands like you and Fia. They must be friends of the band members.

Fia is stumbling over herself to sit on a stool. "I can't even remember what my last name is."

"What?"

"I drank... way... too much," she mumbles. "Anywho, what'd you think of Slash?"

Her insinuating tone of voice and small nudge towards you makes you roll your eyes. The pulsing alcohol in your body isn't enough to make you forget how terrified you were of watching him. It was a weird feeling.

"The mask is terrifying," you admit your thoughts in a slow response. Your words are turning to mush and you can barely get your thoughts in order.

"Apparently he doesn't take the mask off even in the bedroom," she giggles, "if you know what I mean."

"If he's pulling girls with a fucking mask on, then what am I doing wrong?" Hoseok interjects with a bright smile.

Fia's drunken emotions cause her to show a big reaction at the sight of Hoseok. She cheers as if he has just won something, clapping at him with a large smile.

"You were amazing!" she exclaims. "I didn't even notice that Yoongi was missing."

You shift uncomfortably in your seat at the mention of the disappearance. It bothers you that everyone, including your best friend, is acting like this dark cloud following Silver Tooth is something to just be brushed aside. It isn't the matter of just someone going missing— it was that it was someone in your town. You could be next.

"What's wrong?" Hoseok notices your drop in expression.

"Noth—"

Fia interrupts you, "she's worried Slash is going to murder you."

"What the fuck?" Hoseok chuckles.

Your influenced mind has gotten the best of you. "You know what? Yeah, I'm concerned. He scares me."

"It's just a mask—"

"Is it true that he has a bunch of scars and shit underneath it?" Fia interjects.

You huff, "probably from his victims trying to escape him."

It can't be a coincidence that the news reported a skull mask at the place where the old guitarist had been last seen. Unfortunately Slash has never been convicted; anyone can put on a skull mask. You wish you knew more about the mysterious guy. With the distance between him and what you know about him, it made you fearful. You wish it made Fia fearful too.

"Don’t listen to the media," Hoseok scoffs playfully.

"Bad things happen all over town because of him! People getting robbed, beaten, murdered."

"Not because of Slash!" he defends.

Your drunken hand flies up in an exasperating gesture, "how do you know for sure?"

"Careful," an unfamiliar voice interrupts the conversation. "He can probably hear you."

Your heart drops for a moment at the joking stranger. When you look over towards the voice, relief still doesn't rush in; walking towards you is the main vocalist and guitarist— everyone except Slash has made their appearance. It's incredible how attractive each member of this band is. They join you at the table.

"Who the hell cares what he's done anyway. Have you seen his body?" Fia raises her eyebrows.

You can't help but laugh stupidly at your friend's comments. Finding amusement in her total disregard for her well-being is easier than worrying. You're trying to enjoy the night, just as you told yourself before getting here. It's difficult.

"You're not going to introduce us?" the lead guitarist says to Hoseok.

"Oh," he laughs. "Right. Namjoon and Jimin, this is ___ and Fia."

"You should bring them around every week," the singer, Jimin, says slyly. With his dark hair pushed back, and his lean body being exposed through a half buttoned down tucked shirt into jeans, you can't help but blush from his remark. He leans his elbows down on the table in front of you.

Your cheeks heat and you glance away awkwardly to hide your expression.

"Amazing set, guys. Really. I'm a huge fan," Fia compliments them. "And those clothes. I love the tight fitted pants. Especially on Slash."

"You can thank Taehyung for that," Hoseok replies.

"Slash isn't the party type?" you ask. The curiosity has gotten the best of you.

The band members are silent for a moment too long after your question. It isn't until the guitarist, Namjoon, clears his throat with a semi-panicked yet calm response that the silence ends.

"He doesn't come to these things," he says.

Jimin adds with a smirk, "he's too busy finding his next target."

Is he joking? Wide eyes and a panicked feeling overcome you after Jimin's words.

"Who?" a stranger asks.

Everyone at the table looks up. Approaching is yet another pair of men, only this time you have never seen them before.

The one who interjected himself into the conversation is carrying a bunch of drinks over from the bar. Jimin's smile grows and he raises his hands in praise.

"Finally, Jin! I need a fucking drink," he cheers.

The man you only assume to be Jin places the drinks down to the table. His accomplice is quiet and doesn't say anything when he takes a seat across from you. The unnamed man's demeanor is dark and reserved, yet his glinted rounded eyes are somewhat innocent and kind. He has his bottom lip tugged under his teeth, clearly detached from the table of people. His dark hair frames over his face, and intense eyebrows are knitted tightly as he palms a shot glass. You look away quickly when his eyes catch yours. Your heart is racing.

"We were talking about Slash," Fia answers Jin's prior question. You can't help but feel as though the air has gotten tense. Your eyes flick to Jin.

"Ah," he nods. "Don't know him. I'm just the sound guy."

His dismissive response doesn't sit well with you. Jin can't possibly be trying to play it off as if he doesn't know Slash's identity. He was just backstage for the entirety of the night.

"Surely it gets a little hot under that mask," you say.

Jimin starts chuckling after throwing back a shot, "it might be ventilated."

"That piece of shit mask is, like, from the dollar store," Namjoon says and the entirety of the table erupts in a fit of laughter.

You cross your legs, taking a shot from the table and downing it quickly to calm your growing nerves. You don't know why the idea of Slash has made you scared, but you surely can blame the dim lighting and funky smell of the bar for heightening the feeling. Your alcohol influenced mind makes it feel as though you could be on the set of a horror movie. There's an anxious sensation at the end of your nerves.

"We should chill with the jokes," Fia wraps her arm around you and you flinch in surprise. Her drunk arm is like deadweight on your shoulders. "This one here is frightened of your drummer."

You grow timid at everyone's eyes on you. The image of Slash standing so close to you at the edge of the stage is replaying in your head; his built body and intimidating presence is making your skin crawl. You can't help but wonder if the fear has excited you more than frightened you. What has happened to fear protecting you from danger? Why are you more intrigued now that you've entered this infamous lion's den?

You blink from your thoughts, only to make eye contact with the man sitting across from you. His expression is composed and unaltered; it almost appears that a smirk is going to spread to his lips, but your breath staggers when a voice disrupts and you're forced to spare your attention.

"He's a quiet guy," Jimin assures you. "Wouldn't take him for the aggressive type."

"Not even in bed?" Fia leans forward in a soft, drunken purr, almost whispering at Jimin. "Is it true he fucks with his mask on?"

"Why? You into that?" Jimin matches her tone.

The two of them are leaning into each other and everyone is watching them as their lips meet hungrily. You roll your eyes at the two of them with a laugh. Leave it to Fia to find someone with the same twisted fantasy mind as her.

"I would take him for the aggressive type," Jin widens his eyes. The conversation has continued without your best friend and her new fling.

"You would?" Namjoon questions.

"Yeah," Jin nods. "He can break his drumsticks in just one hand."

"He must be practicing for when he does it to people's fingers," Namjoon chuckles before another shot is thrown back.

The one unannounced member of the small group has now decided to get up. He stands silently, almost going unnoticed until you catch a glimpse of his absence from the corner of your eye. He hasn't said a word all night, and now he is quietly maneuvering his way over to the bar. When you look down at all the empty glasses on the table, you decide that drinking water would be your best option. You stand.

"You want anything?" you ask Hoseok before departing.

Hoseok glances at the bar in thought. His eyebrows raise ever so slightly before he turns to look at you; a subtle look has marked his features but he just shrugs with a shake of his head.

"No," is all he says.

The music almost feels louder as you make your way over to the bar. With ease you are able to get yourself there, proving the "time heals" narrative true as the alcohol is finally starting not to absolutely overtake every decision you make. You lean your body against the counter, almost brushing against the unspoken stranger from earlier. He has taken a seat, sitting alone and in his own silence away from everyone else. You can feel his eyes on you as yours chase after the bartender.

"You're staring at me," you bravely say. You don't look at him as you sit down.

A scoff leaves his lips and you're forced to face him. A low chuckle hums from his chest. "Does that scare you?" He asks; he is clearly mocking your expressed fear from the conversation earlier.

Thinking back to the chilling articles and your friend's safety has aroused your paranoia again. You have to admit that alcohol has made you a bit over the top in your feelings. Small worries have now become legitimate fears.

"N-No," you stutter.

"I've never seen you here before," he says lowly.

Your eyes can't help but scan his face. He has a beautiful structured jaw, and every slight movement made with his eyebrows and mouth seem hard and striking, yet he still somehow manages to give a soft and charming aura. His almond eyes are dark and rounded, staring at you mercilessly. It's intimidating, and you swallow hard at how attentive he is towards you. He looks fake; an illusion of perfection.

"...you remember everyone?"

He exhales. "I'd remember you."

The comment strikes a part of you that had been dormant until now; his voice is so smooth and captivating much like his overall presence. Heat spreads to your fingertips and chills send down your spine. The sensation is enough to make you nervously bite on your lip. A breathy laugh escapes you to mask your easy reaction.

"It's my first time seeing Silver Tooth," you say shyly. "I-I'm friends with Hoseok... the new guitarist."

"Just friends?"

You clear your throat at the unwelcoming thoughts now evading your subconscious. The bartender finally decides to pay mind to you, and you're thankful for the distraction as you order a glass of water. You need it. You're starting to feel hot from this sensual, timid conversation that is brewing with this stranger.

He must sense your apprehensiveness, cutting the tension by introducing himself. "I'm Jungkook. I'm just the sound guy."

A smile spreads to your lips at his referral to Jin's introduction.

"___," you tell him. "Just the friend."

"Not a fan?" he questions.

"To be honest, I was actually scared to come tonight," you admit. "I've read so many things about Slash... and it really influenced my opinion."

Jungkook's expression is masked. He doesn't allow his facial features to give away what he's thinking. "But?"

"The music was great," you nod. The cold water feels like a breath of fresh air as it hits your tongue compared to the stuffiness of the atmosphere in the bar. You've probably inhaled enough grime and soot to kill you.

"And what about Slash?"

His question fades into the background of your attention as he leans slightly into you. His broad shoulders are enough to relish at as it is, but now he is showing physical interest when he leans his arm on the bar. Your thighs tighten in an involuntary attempt to convince yourself you're not into him.

You blink. "Hm?"

"Slash," he repeats. The drummer's stage name leaves his lips like a word that shouldn't be spoken. "Still scared of him?"

His question slices at your nerves. Jungkook's eyebrow is cocked at you, and you can tell he is finding slight amusement from teasing you about their masked drummer. Thoughts about the mysterious man have gotten you intrigued again. The same intimidated rush of feeling you experienced when he jumped down into the crowd has returned and your pulse is evidence of that.

"Yes," you breathe.

"But you liked it, hm?"

"I-I was very impressed," you reveal. "The way he plays... I couldn't stop staring. I respect that he works so hard against... adversity."

Jungkook himself looks impressed by your answer. He is frozen for a moment before his hand is on your thigh; his eyes are attentive to your reaction. You lick your lips and shy away from his gaze for a moment to stop yourself from audibly responding to his touch, clenching your thighs from the unwanted sensation that has sparked in-between them. Your skirt seems like a weak defense at the moment, but you aren't sure if you want to be defensive.

His words are breathy and you're falling deeper as he continues to speak. "You'd come back just to see him?"

His fingertips are cold against your heated skin. They move only slightly when you shift in the seat, and you can't stop your breath from hitching at how immensely turned on this guy is making you. You've never felt so swayed by a stranger before— you wanted him. He has something about him that is too hard to resist.

"Yes," you reluctantly agree. "Only when I'm not thinking about being tied up and abducted."

Your attempt at a light joke causes Jungkook's touch at your thigh to become a bit more rough. You shouldn't feel excitement, but you do. He is so tempting.

"That's a shame," he whispers. You find yourself leaning in more to hear him, "tying you up is something I'd very much want to do."

Your mouth falls agape at the words. Suddenly it feels as though his touch his everywhere, and every inch of your body has now ignited in a cold sweat and plethora of ecstasy. His hand at the bar has now clasped the one you had on the counter. His touch is so delicate, a slow burn of sensation that starts at your fingertips and ends with your dampening underwear. You're biting your lip to control yourself.

"You're fearful, but I know you'd want to," he whispers. You're frozen at the close proximity of his face. He smells of fresh cologne. It's almost like he has just showered.

"You do this every week to a new girl?"

A smile pulls at the corner of his lips after your question. Your eyes narrow to peer down at them; they look so plump and soft. You're tempted just to lean in, given he would probably want that, but you don't. You don't want to let go of this anxious feeling— the anticipation for what could happen.

"No," Jungkook replies. For some reason you believe him. "Only ones that follow me around and then accuse me of staring."

His words are filled with slight amusement, but the way he is staring at you gives you an intense feeling. He is very good at making you feel noticed; even the way his stare dances back and forth between your lips and eyes as you speak gives you butterflies in your stomach.

"I was curious," you tell him.

"You're curious about a lot of things," he notes. "Curious about me... curious about Silver Tooth... curious about... Slash. Yet, you still showed up."

"Your point?" you raise your eyebrows at the insinuator.

"You're not scared," he concludes. "Scared people don't involve themselves."

"You're right," you play along with him.

You have a feeling that this will all just end in some smooth pick-up line. Your smirk grows and you place your hand over his on your thigh. He seems surprised but controls his reaction. With a gentle sigh and a knowing look at him, you press your lips to his ear.

"Maybe I do want to get tied up," you tighten your hold around his hand as you speak, bringing it higher and against your inner thigh. He doesn't waste a moment to expand his palm and grip your skin in his hold roughly. The material of your skirt hitches upwards.

"Be careful what you wish for," he warns.

His tone of voice seems much too serious for your playful one, but the goosebumps on your skin aren't prejudice. He is affecting you with every sensation.

Your thighs close around his hand and he shifts in his stool to place his knee between them, prohibiting you from closing your legs. Your eyes awkwardly look back to the group of people you left, only to realize that no one is paying attention to you. You are alone with this new man, fooling around at the bar. You don't typically do this with people you just meet, but Jungkook is an exception. He is doing all the right things.

"I'll do it here, I don't give a fuck," he grumbles against your skin. His hand slides further up towards your heated core and you gasp when you feel his fingers against your underwear.

Your eyes go wide and you push at his chest lightly to stop him. His hand freezes in place and you fight the urge to squirm. If you move, you will only excite yourself more. You didn't think your teasing would lead to him wanting to do it right here.

"No?" he frowns.

"No," you breathe. "Not here. I'm not like that."

He chuckles. "Not like what?"

"Easy."

Jungkook shakes his head at you. His small breath fans your face as he replies, "I'm finding it hard to get you to play along with me, baby."

The endearing title falls from his lips and your throat dries. You shouldn't be falling into his spell so easily, but it's impossible to fight it. By the looks of the way his eyes can't leave you, it appears that both of you have entered a trance that is impenetrable.

"You want me to play along?"

"Ah," he realizes. "You want me to beg? I will. I've wanted to sink my fingers into your aching pussy since the moment you looked at me."

You're searching for air, but you can't find any. Your cheeks heat at his vulgar language and your body reacts before your mind can, hips moving forward against his hand. Jungkook releases a sharp breath of pleasure when he realizes what you're doing. Your chests are touching as he uses his body to shield others in the room from seeing what his hand is doing to you.

His strong grip pulls your stool closer to him. Your mouth falls open, and you bite on your finger to stop a moan after feeling him press against your throbbing clit. Jungkook's fingers slide into your underwear seamlessly, exposing your wetness to his every touch and command. You find yourself leaning into him.

"You like to be told what to do," he coos into your ear. "You're fucking soaked. Is it because I scare you?"

"N-No," you moan.

The loud music is swallowing your sounds. Your hips can't help but want to rock against him, but Jungkook's free hand is forceful and rough, not budging to hold you against the stool. The restriction only makes you want to moan louder.

"You shouldn't ever be scared of me. I can't resist touching you," he murmurs. "I want this pussy to be mine."

"It's yours," you breathe heavily.

Your mouth falls agape and you bite down on his shoulder to stop yourself from being too overwhelmed with sensation. His thumb is moving at a wavering pace against your clit, rubbing circles and hitting every spot that makes your toes curl. You jolt forward into him when you feel a finger inside you.

"Yes," you moan, "keep going."

"Beautiful," he purrs at you, "You're so tight for me. Only for me, right?"

You squeeze the material of his shirt in your grasp when another finger enters you. His thumb continues to tease and roll against your clit. The naughtiness of the surrounding sounds of the people at the bar has enthralled your mind. The thrill of not knowing if someone will see you strangely makes you even more aroused. Jungkook is humming in satisfaction at your responses to his touch.

"Yes," you nod with a breathless response. His dirty words are so hot falling from his deep voice. "Fuck, Jungkook... only for you."

"Mhm," he grunts pompously. "You're such a filthy girl, letting me do this to you here."

"I-I don't... ever do this," you cry out.

You can hear his fingers as they push in and out of your wet folds. You bite your lip and bring him closer to you to stop yourself from being too loud. The cold metal at the bar has become ten times colder due to how heated your skin is becoming. Your mind is in a lull; it feels like hours have passed and yet time is going so slow; torturously slow, from the skillful use of his fingers.

"For me you did," his lips are at your ear, only this time he places a kiss there. He is growling into your ear, "My curious baby. Mine."

"All yours," you practically cry as the pressure becomes too much. You have no problem adhering to his possession kink as your core aches and pulses for his touch. Your lips are swollen and throbbing from how harshly you are biting down.

A heated sensation erupts through every nerve in your body. Jungkook's hold on you tightens as you come undone against his hand, whining out into his shoulder. His lips are on your neck, nibbling at your sensitive skin harshly. You suck in a breath and dig your fingers into him. You can feel your heart against your chest as you come down from the high; the room is spinning momentarily.

You are lifeless against Jungkook's muscular body. Your palm can't help but slide against him; his arms and torso are rock hard and solid, obvious signs of fitness beneath all the dark clothing. When you finally look at his face, he is cutely flushed as well. His fingers retract from inside you and you whimper. The wet skin at your neck feels chilled as the air hits it, and the stinging sensation tells you there will most likely be a love bite there tomorrow.

Your chest is heaving and you lean against the bar counter. No one surrounding the two of you noticed what happened, but it doesn't change the slight embarrassment you feel. Nevertheless, the thrill of what happened has stained you— you are exhilarated.

"___!" Fia's voice slices through the air unforgivingly as your name leaves her mouth.

Jungkook distances himself from you thankfully. You're quick to compose yourself and fix your skirt, swiveling around in the stool and downing the last of your water.

"Ah," she squeals. "You'll... you'll never believe what I just did..."

"I think I can," you laugh at the irony.

"I just fucked Jimin three times in the bathroom. Three times."

You're stunned and don't know what to say. There is no way you are going to tell Fia what you just did. Part of you doesn't want to share the intimate moment— not because you feel embarrassed, but because for some reason it was kind of... nice? In the nicest way getting fingered at a bar by a stranger could ever be. Now you felt as though you were just making up excuses for yourself; you're drunk. He was as well. You fear that your hangover tomorrow will prove that this was a mistake.

"Wow," you smile for her excitement anyway. "How was it?"

"Let me tell you," she gapes with a dainty smile, "that tiny man is packing."

The two of you erupt in giggles at her description. Fia is swooning so hard that you think she might faint. It isn't until she glances at your location that she shows a worrisome expression.

"Have you been sitting here alone this whole time?"

"No, I'm with—"

You cut yourself off when you attempt to gesture to the stool next to you. Jungkook isn't there, and you can't believe how distracted you could've been to possibly not see him move. It's almost like when he escaped from the table earlier, except somehow then you caught him just in time. Your eyebrows furrow and your eyes scan across the room. He isn't here.

Where the hell did he go?

"Hey, you guys ready?" Hoseok's voice drags your attention away from looking around. When you finally stand from the stool, your knees are weak. You gasp at yourself and stand stationary for a moment to compose your balance.

Both you and Fia manage to walk towards him. His guitar case is at his feet and the low mutterings of the men behind him are filling the air as the DJ has cut out. You check the time— it's 2 a.m. The bar is closing soon. Drunk muttering and girl's giggles are heard from the distance. Your eyes can't help but continuously look around. What the fuck?

"No, like..." a drunken Namjoon slurs at the table. "He could’ve totally murdered that girl."

"Bullshit," Jimin says dismissively. "He was at practice all night."

"Only takes a minute to stab someone," Jin shrugs as if intervening is none of his business.

"Convince me," Jimin prompts Namjoon and Jin. All of them are drunk off their asses and barely making sense.

"I don't know," Namjoon mutters. His words are forming together and his hand is wavering with an almost empty glass of beer in his hand. "Have you heard from her? 'Cuz I sure as hell haven't."

"She was tired of seeing your annoying ass," Jimin jokes.

Fia and you look at each other with alarmed expressions. Suddenly you feel the urge to cry. Namjoon's drunken thoughts could very well be the truth, and just thinking that a murder could've just been on stage entertaining you in a crowd has got you feeling absolutely sick to your stomach. You fear for Hoseok's life; Slash sounds sketchy and untrustworthy. He isn't someone you want Hoseok hanging out with.

"Guys, chill," Hoseok mediates.

"Just speaking my mind," Namjoon puts his hands up defensively.

"Why do you guys stay in the band then?" You demand an answer. Tolerating a killer has never been high on your list of things to allow.

Jimin and Namjoon are too drunk to recognize your anger. Their smiles grow and they look at each other before chuckling loudly; Jimin's hand starts patting at Namjoon's chest and he shows off a cocky grin.

"We're gunna be famous, baby," he gloats.

You scoff.

"___, they're drunk," Fia places her hand on your arm. She is mumbling out her words weakly. Drunk environments aren't the best place to confront issues.

Hoseok awkwardly grabs his guitar case before you can cause an altercation. It could be possible that you are projecting your frustrations from Jungkook's disappearance onto the words of a bunch of drunk men. You have been insinuating Slash's criminal behavior all night, and their drunk conversation could very well be stemmed off of that.

"This is fucked up and scary," you tell Hoseok as the three of you are leaving the bar.

"They were just trying to entertain themselves," Fia assures you, but it isn't assuring. She doesn't know anything. She is too into the band to think anything could be wrong.

"You guys are giving me a fucking headache," Hoseok whines at the two of you.

"I'm worried for you," you frown.

"Don't be," Hoseok sighs. "This band is my break. Finally."

You have no choice but to nod.

The moment your ass sinks into the taxi, you can't help but groan in release. Your head feels heavy and the night feels as though it was longer than just a mere five hours. Alcohol has its way of creeping up on you— but could it have been the culprit for creating a fake man at a bar who pleasured you?

No way, you convince yourself. That was definitely real. What the hell is his problem? You can't believe that you just did that with a complete stranger. He ghosted you within an hour of interacting.

Your sulking stare out the window is interrupted by the buzzing of your phone. The bright light of your screen is hard to focus on, but when you finally do, your heart skips a beat.

unknown [2:23 AM] — still scared of me?

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