#jungook x y/n

[renewoos]

Sweetly Devoted (jjk)

➸ Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x gn!reader

➸ Genres: angst & tooth-rotting fluff

➸ Themes: love at first sight, strangers-to-friends-to-lovers, slight meet cute, comfort

➸ WC: 11k+

➸ Warnings: descriptive mentions of health illnesses (mental & physical), anxiety, depression, detox & withdrawal, very brief mention of self-harm, family neglect

➸ Summary: All you wanted was to get healthier. You were so tired of these brutal health battles and constant doctor visits. You’ve been sick for a while not getting well enough help. Don’t worry, your guardian angel is about to send an angel in human-form straight to your life called Jeon Jungkook. 

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This was the seventh doctor you had been to and each visit only led to more tears in the end. To say it was frustrating wouldn’t be enough. Tormenting, torturing; perhaps  those were the words to closely describe the experiences. An autoimmune disease wasn’t just something you could wave off, especially when you had multiple other health problems. Suffering and feeling the world turn gray suddenly as the life in you started to fade away. You felt like you were losing yourself as each year passed. Depression was rising as high as a tsunami wave.

Four years is how long you’ve been sick and it’s been a ride bumpier than hitting all the potholes while driving. How you became ill? It wasn’t clear at all. You had just woken up one night, drenched in sweat from fear. A night terror was what they called it. The problem was, those night terrors came every single night since the first one until you stopped sleeping for two months. Getting only one to three hours of sleep until finally no sleep at all for the last two weeks. Due to the lack of sleep, your anxiety went off the charts. Shaking and trembling at the slightest of sounds, you stopped eating too. You were scared to death and of what? Not even you knew. You had fainted eventually and had woken up in a hospital room, almost dying of starvation and sleep deprivation but saved with an ambulance call from someone who found you.

The hospital doctor gave you a pill, not bothering to examine you properly. The trust you put in him was huge. You figured maybe you just lost your mind. It’s just anxiety and depression but oh, how wrong you’d be. You recovered for a moment, only to suddenly fall again. Your health had been a bumpy ride and the night terrors (which thankfully did end from the new pill you started) but since then on you were never the same again. The things you once loved, you didn’t anymore. Depression was to blame for that one. You lost bits and pieces of yourself. The bits and pieces scattered around, turning into blank pages and crumbling away. Who were you now? Certainly not that once bright being who could take on the world better. The person who had dreams higher than the clouds above.

Six doctors in a row deemed you crazy, god, how much did those words hurt you. Nobody wants to be called crazy especially not from medical professionals. You thought you’d get used to the word after so many times but you just couldn’t. You didn’t have that strength anymore. The sad part is, the medical professionals didn’t properly look at you. Something was wrong. Thanks to your seventh doctor, who caught it and is trying to pinpoint it now. She believes there is so much more to you. ‘It’s not all in your head. Those doctors are wrong, I will prove it.’ Hopeful for the first time but of course, you also didn’t wanna jinx it. For some reason, every time you mentioned something; it would turn out bad. As if a darkness cloud just followed you overhead constantly. After all, it took years to find someone who believed you and she won’t be the only one.

You did believe you were crazy as things just did not make sense overall, especially before this doctor came along. As time passed, you weren’t just mentally ill with anxiety and depression. You were physically sick and every vein in your body was burning from it. You felt horrid pains in your body,  physically too. Your poor body is suffering and you don’t know how to help it. That’s when suddenly, the thought of ‘being crazy couldn’t be right’ hit you. Mustering up the small piece of strength you had to go on, you pushed for doctors until you found her.

The discovery of an autoimmune disease was found except for your case, it was special. ‘Of course it’s special,’ you once scoffed. ‘Nothing for me can be a simple answer.’ Doctors found you a mystery and experimented on you. In the last two years, you had gone through several medical tests. Every two weeks, for months you got to feel needles poking you. Constant checking and testing that drained you. The doctors still deeming you crazy just because the tests they ran didn’t make sense to them. You stood up and walked however, despite the difficult road ahead. You keep on going even if some days, you grab that razor blade and say it’s totally over. Something small in you, is not letting it be over. Something that makes you heal your self inflicted wounds and try to care for yourself. It was a fucked up cycle and you knew that.

The autoimmune disease you had was special because it kept changing from one version to another. The problem is, that’s completely contradicting. One version of the disease kills your energy, makes you ache. You become very sluggish to the point where even taking a shower is hard. Heart rate slows and your face gets puffy. The other version; you are restless, jumpy and anxious. The anxiety jumps and your heart is racing. Yet here you were, switching between the two versions of the disease every few weeks. No wonder you were a mess. In the end, it was decided that a virus was messing you up and from it, you got the lovely gift of a physical nodule in your throat.

Luckily that nodule hasn’t turned into cancer yet and you pray that it never does. Only bothers your throat from time to time and makes swallowing difficult a bit. Nobody wants to go through cancer and your heart has always gone out to people who do have it. You always thought that if it came to that, you wouldn’t be strong enough to handle the news. You figured, you’d completely break and give up.

You had a beloved guardian angel, your therapy dog who has passed away before you found out you were sick. You wore a golden locket around your neck daily in memory of her. An urn necklace with an angel wing attached to it. You believe she is protecting you somehow. Your guardian angel is the only thing you had to hang onto.

Recovering only to relapse again and again; spinning around like a tornado. New symptoms came that made things so difficult again. So here you were, with the seventh doctor. The only woman who believes something is still wrong. Your autoimmune disease was able to calm down, not being too harsh on you and not going through crazy spikes. However, your blood-tests had shown multiple other issues arrive yet again. The tears you held in so strongly burst the minute you got home. Stress levels were ascending up and you just locked yourself alone. Hating to cry in front of others so you just kept to yourself and let it out, in the comfort of your private bedroom.

A second autoimmune disease now found present in your gut this time. The first one being in your throat, a gland whose hormones can affect every organ. The doctor had a plan to detox your body as you found out you also had multiple food allergies causing leaky gut syndrome as well as developing anemia. All were contributing to making you ill. On top of it, the pill that you depended on for the night terrors and insomnia, causes the first autoimmune disease in your throat to worsen. The fear of letting go of the medical drug you depended on for these four years hurt you. How could doctors not tell you that the pill wasn’t supposed to be for years? That it could physically cause a damage. Nobody warned you. You weren’t sure if you could do all this anymore. You would need to start six supplements and you would have to tamper off your current medication by lowering the dosages every two weeks. The pill that saved you years ago in the hospital from night terrors now can be causing more illnesses. Bitterness against doctors is all you felt. Not for this seventh one but still after everything, it would be hard to trust her fully; even if she is different so far.

It was an overload of information and a month to do so much work. You just wondered why and how were you getting so ill. It couldn’t just be that pill. Would it ever end? You felt no comfort because almost everyone around you seemed to be tired of hearing you sick. Your home life wasn’t exactly the best. A father should protect not harm but that’s the life you got. Watching you struggle to move some days from pure exhaustion that the illnesses were causing yet nobody in your family seemed to really give a shit.

Nobody in general.

Except for one person; who didn’t consider you ‘too much’ and definitely cared.

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One day, you met him. Before your seventh doctor had discovered another autoimmune disease and advised you on a strict diet and detox, you made a friend. Jeon Jungkook was his name and you never thought someone like this could exist in the world. To say he is kind is an understatement. Jungkook’s affection went high and far, regardless of how close you were to him. Overall, he was a guy who everyone adored. Sometimes his friends would get annoyed at how close he can get with a stranger. Barely knowing someone and giving them a shoulder to cry on instantly. In your life, you had bullies and abusers mostly. Kindness from humans was slightly strange to you. The only kindness you ever felt purely was those from beloved pets. Being a big animal lover, their comfort and playfulness made you lit up; especially when it came to dogs. The memory of your first and last one always replaying in your mind. She was there for you since you were eleven years old and now you were twenty-seven, losing her at the age of twenty-five. Somehow when you looked at Jungkook, he reminded you of a cute puppy. It made you actually chuckle. You wondered if maybe your guardian angel sent Jeon Jungkook your way, to show you that there are good people in the world still.

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Days before; how you and Jungkook met.

You were out running around for errands; the usual grocery shopping and paying bills. Just these tasks were enough to make you lose your energy of course. Being ill and doing what most people called ‘simple tasks,’ wasn’t so simple for you and others alike. Once you had finished paying the bills and buying the groceries, you walked out of the store feeling somewhat weak. As you were taking a long walk in the parking lot with your cart full of bags, the beaming sunlight did not help that weak and tired feeling.

“Why did I have to park so far…” Mumbling at yourself since you chose to park quite the distance due to the recent minor attacks on your car. You felt paranoid parking close as you would always find new scratches on it.

You were half way there until you managed to trip, which embarrassed you but the tired feeling came over making you sigh out and not care if anyone saw anymore. You knew they would ignore you.

However, you would be proven wrong as you noticed the sun wasn’t shining it’s beam directly on you anymore while you were still on the ground. Luckily the cart had not drifted away much and stayed in place since you didn’t shove it. You looked up, taking your eyes off the ground and were met with a man. A devastatingly, beautiful and handsome one at that. Nerves in your stomach formed a bit.

“Are you okay?!” He asked with a worried look as he knelt down to examine you.

Feeling your cheeks grow pink since you weren’t used to this kind of attention, especially not from a handsome guy. He looked to be around your age, maybe slightly older? Though looks could be decieving since you looked younger than your age. At least that’s what others have told you. The words wouldn’t come out of your mouth however only worrying him more.

He brought the back of his hand gently to your forehead, making you freeze. “Woah! You feel really hot!”

You mentally cursed yourself. ‘Damn it. Of course, one of my fevers had to happen now.’  

Since the guy was so close and you still hadn’t uttered a word out loud, you took a look into his eyes and suddenly he ripped his hand off you. ‘Is he… flustered?’ You thought this because he suddenly looked very shy himself. It was cute.

“I’m sorry, I must have scared you...” He said, with a voice sounding so sweet. You could listen to it for hours.

“No, sorry. I’m just… out of it...” You finally spoke, making him pause for a moment. A look you couldn’t figure out was on his face as he heard you speak. He then nodded, “should I take you to a nearby immediate care?”

A man you didn’t even know was offering to take you to doctors and it all felt like a strange dream as you couldn’t believe what was happening. Nobody was this kind to you before. Suddenly a car blared it’s horns loudly and didn’t look like it was going to stop. Which is typically the type of stuff you expect in life.

“Oh shit!” The handsome man had cursed, pushing your cart further to the side and grabbing a firm but yet somehow soft hold of your wrist to pull you up. You were extremely light so he was able to do it with ease but also he was completely ripped. This man definitely works out so you were sure he could lift anyone up. You ended up with your head buried into his chest, ‘he smells really nice.’ His hand was still around your wrist. The car speeding past you both.

“What the hell is their problem?!” The man lightly yelled towards the speeding car, obviously appalled by it.

Touch-starved probably described you well as you felt like burning even more from just having your face in his chest. Fevers and charmingly sweet guys were a deadly combo. He was tall and you were a pretty short person. You fit well with him physically somehow, like a puzzle piece that was meant to be there. It felt totally snug and comforting. You quickly pulled away, stopping any more thoughts from surfacing. Your heart was already speeding up and you thought it had to be from never being close with someone like this, ever. There was no way you were actually feeling something for a stranger but was that really the truth? Time would tell.

Your eyes connected as he looked down at you when you pulled apart from him, his wrist leaving your hand. Deep down inside of you, you wish you didn’t just pull away so quickly.

His cheeks were starting to tint pink along with his ears. In this quick moment, you inspected him; dark long ish hair that had a part which complimented his face so well. He had a lot of ear piercings which you admired and even wore a gorgeous bracelet. You noticed he had a lip ring as well which only made him hotter. He had beautiful light cherry colored lips & these wonderful doe-like eyes you could feel yourself get lost in. His skin was incredibly flawless on top of it. He dressed very elegantly almost as if he was a pirate king or something. He had black leather pants on with a white, slightly see-through top and with that you noticed that there seemed to be tattoos on his arm. His hand was visible to show that he had tattoos on there as well. This man had to be extremely popular. He was the actual definition of a ‘Greek God’ to you. Humans never made you feel safe before but him? He definitely gave you a safe feeling to add to the list of pros. Something about his aura felt comforting. He might have looked badass but that face screamed sweet.

“I’m sorry, I keep being touchy-” he started, getting back that flustered look. You wondered how on earth he could be shy in this moment.

You had a very small smile creep on your face, “stop please.” He blinked, mouth slightly open. You were an adult and illnesses or not, you brought that confidence out and got serious. Little ounce of courage mustered up.

“You don’t have to keep saying sorry.” You said as he paid attention to you. “You just pretty much saved my life from that car.”

“It was no problem, anyone would have done the same.” Bashfully, his words came out. He had both confidence and shyness. He showed an out-going side but also got shy, completely fascinating you.

“Not really,” your small smile started looking like a sad one and that made his heart hurt a bit. He continued staring at you as you continued, “people aren’t usually nice to me and not only that, you offered to take me to immediate care. Thank you, really. I appreciate it more than I let on.”

He smiled at you, not wanting to pry about why you said ‘not really.’ He knew you must have had stories to tell, painful ones. “Well a nice and pretty person like you shouldn’t be hurting on the ground, with a fever at that.” That confidence and even perhaps flirty-ness it seems came out of him. The nerves in your tummy reappearing now and your heart picking up it’s pace. “Seriously, are you okay?” He asked.

For some reason, those words started to make you tear up a bit. You’re not the type to show people your tears but hearing someone sound so sincere and asking you that just hit like a ton of bricks.

The guy noticed and panicked, “oh no!” He got closer to you and lightly grabbed your hands to hold, “I’m sorry! Did I say something stupid?”

‘Oh man, how can he be this charming… and the cliche is so real. This only happens in movies and books, doesn’t it?’

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That was only mere days ago and from that moment, he stayed with you. Doing his best to help you in what ever way he could and you found yourself spilling your whole life story to him. You never do this with people but somewhere in your gut, you just knew you could trust him. The words fell out of your mouth so easily that you even got mad at yourself for how open you became with him. He went above and beyond to show that you could trust him, just within these few days.Usually that’s extremely foolish but it felt like you two always knew each other. What you didn’t know at first was how much his heart ached hearing about your life, the abuse and now the suffering of illnesses. He didn’t want to show you his worry but he was so worried. Every night so far, he’d come home and tell his friends about you since he lived with them. He would pray that you wouldn’t get cancer ever and that with each doctor visit, something good would finally come out rather than bad news. Through his own body, he had no idea how terrible you could feel as he was healthy and so fit but he mentally felt parts of your pain.

It sounded beyond impossible and weird that two strangers could just become best friends basically in a matter of a few hours. It happened though, as bizarre as it might be. You learned his name, Jeon Jungkook. He was a little bit younger than you which shocked you due to him looking so manly and strong, but he was four years younger; being twenty-three. Jungkook was definitely playful and a bit teasing; he did it whenever he wanted to cheer you up but he also knew when to be serious. He knew when to pull back and listen to you carefully. When you had medical flare ups; although you would try to hide it from him, not wanting to bother him; he’d just insist on you letting him know. Showering you in affection and comfort was just what Jungkook did. That came in hugs and even cute pecks from his soft, plump lips on your forehead, hands, etc. You learned a lot about how he is and how kind he is to anyone. He would willingly lend a hand to anyone in need. So not only did he look amazing, his personality was one of a kind.

It did secretly make you a little bit jealous though you weren’t sure why. Jungkook is just as affectionate as a loyal puppy that won’t leave your side. His devotion was astounding. So friendly to everybody but a small pang of something not so great would wash over you. You felt stupid feeling at this slight jealousy because you knew the world needed more people like him.

What you also didn’t know was that Jungkook was extra sweet to you and only you, he just did a good job of hiding it. Sure, he could give his friends hugs, light pecks when they cry and even comfort a stranger with a small hug or hand holding but with you? He did it much more. Never having met his friends yet though, as you haven’t known each other long; so you didn’t know that little piece of information. He just knew he had an even more overwhelming urge to comfort you of all people. It wasn’t pity either.

One night you would play gently with your urn necklace, holding it tightly and thanked her. ‘I think, my little angel… that you brought us together. I think you guided him to me. He’s the best friend I never thought I could find, after you of course.’

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Present Day

Today was the day you found out more health news and shattered, closing yourself off. Locked up in your bedroom, crying your heart out. The good news is, if this doctor is correct, it should start putting you on the path of recovering. If she is wrong, it’ll hurt you more and you don’t think you could handle another blow. You thought you should be happy although a brutal and strict plan had to be followed but instead, you felt sadness that you had to go and develop another illness plus extra problems. It was exhausting.

Your phone was pinging madly and you knew, only one person could be spamming you right now. You knew Jungkook was waiting at home to hear back from you.

You stopped your crying to go grab your phone but a coughing fit had started. The coughing fits come and go, either from the nodule in your throat sometimes hurting or from the horrid acid reflux you got often; which started damaging your vocal chords just a bit. Your coughing fits could last anywhere between five minutes to forty minutes. Seemed like many minutes would be the one today. You groaned in between a cough.

Several minutes had passed and that’s when your phone started ringing. Obviously Jungkook now was worrying and trying to get a hold of you since you didn’t reply to his texts yet. You tried your best to stifle some coughs and answer the phone.

“H-hello,” you answered with a scratchy throat. A small cough escaping from your mouth. Jungkook on the other end, already frowning at the sound.

“(y/n), is it a coughing fit?” He asked, already knowing you so well within a few weeks and learning your uncontrollable habits.

“Yes…” you barely let out and kept trying to hold it in.

A sigh escaped Jungkook’s lips. His tone was gentle “don’t worry (y/n), don’t hold them in. Let them out. I’ll stay on the line and wait so you’re not alone.”

Your heart melted a bit at that but you still covered the phone as best as you physically could as you let out coughs. Jungkook hated hearing you suffer. He wouldn’t admit it but he was a sensitive person. He heard it muffled through the phone. He hated feeling like there was nothing he could do himself. If he had cures, the universe knows he would do anything to cure you himself. Even if he only knew you for a few weeks. Time meant nothing to him when he felt a connection to you from the moment he saw you. What that connection meant, he did not know although he was slightly sure but didn’t want to admit it. All he knew was that he had to befriend you somehow and be here for you afterwards. Of course, he also had to help you that day you met since he saw you collapse in a parking lot. No normal person can ignore that. Sincerely, he did want to befriend you. Not just because you were ill and needed someone, he really thought you were a special person in general especially when you first looked into his eyes and when you first spoke.

When the coughing fit was fully over, you were able to speak with him though your voice sounding raspy now because it always did after a fit. It would return to normal after an hour or so.

“Hey Jungkookie,” you said making him chuckle at bit.

“You okay, dear?” he was pacing around his bedroom as he spoke to you. His friends walking past his room to check in on him since he told them you would get medical news today. His friends knew he was scared of what that news would be. While you on the other end had to stop yourself from melting slightly when you heard the word ‘dear.’ It just sounded so nice coming from him.

“Why do you make me feel like the younger friend sometimes?” you replied, going to lay with your back on the bed. It was true. Jungkook had quite the mature aura during times like these.

“You’re mature and pretty wise but sometimes I just wanna be here for you. It’s okay to have moments of feeling younger. I’m here for you in the moments you feel weak, ok?” He read you well because that is exactly how you felt, weak and he knew you hated it but always assured you that it was okay. “I know I can be immature and perhaps a prankster even but…” he paused for a moment and you continued hanging onto his every word, “I am a man… I can be a strong one and you can lean on me when you need to…”

Both hearts skipped a beat at that. Jungkook started thinking if those were the right words and through the phone you could feel that shyness of his about to consume him so you spoke up quickly, “thank you… you’re the best.”

He was happy to hear that but still, the heat creeping up on his skin didn’t stop the blush from spreading across his face.

“About today Jungkook-” You started as you wanted to tell him what the news was.

“Wait!” He half yelled and you paused. “Can we meet up please? I wanna hear in person.” It felt like the right thing to him and although you didn’t want him knowing you were crying, you couldn’t say no to him at all.

“S-sure…” you stuttered while smacking your forehead with your free hand for stuttering.

“Great! Where do you wanna meet?” He had stopped pacing around his room, feeling grateful you two would meet up now. The happiness in his voice showing. You actually didn’t live far from one another, only fifteen minutes away.

“How about the park nearby? It usually doesn’t have many people around.” You said.

“Sounds good dear, I will see you there soon!” He replied and you said your ‘see ya soon hun’ and hung up.

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Jungkook was already a few minutes early to the park; he picked an open spot so you could easily find him as you walked through the gates. This park was different from others, in that it was very quiet with few people around. Those few people coming here to mostly meditate since there were many beautiful ponds and gardens around.

You strolled in spotting Jungkook sitting on a bench in the middle. He was already facing you so once he saw you, he started running towards you. You did your best to dry your face before arriving but your eyes were red. You hoped he wouldn’t notice it, hiding behind your glasses somehow.

You couldn’t help but smile when you saw him rush towards you. Something finally cheering you up today. You started walking towards him since running was a bit difficult for you to do right now but he caught up to you quickly so you didn’t even have to walk much.

Instantly, he wrapped his arms around you for a tight but comforting hug. You should have expected it but still weren’t fully able to get used to it. You’re just pretty shocked at how adorable he is despite always seeing him be this way. Receiving affection from Jungkook was common but hard to wrap your head around after being a loner for so long. You would freeze up at first but slowly give in to that comforting and safe-like feeling, lightly hugging him back. When you started doing that (because the first few times you would just stand there), Jungkook always ended up getting that shy feeling. He loved when you would hug him back and show you’re comfortable with him. He would always joke and tell you, ‘oh c’mon, you can give me a stronger hug than that!’ or ‘afraid you’re gonna break me?’ Which flustered you but made you giggle.

Today he didn’t do that; you two just stayed hugging for a bit. Both secretly enjoying it without letting it on. When you both finally broke apart, he took a look at your face and frowned. You knew that he realized you were crying but you knew he also wouldn’t bring it up when you gave him a look that read, ‘don’t wanna talk about it yet…’ Since he would still have to mention it at some point because he wanted you to always know that he was here for you.

He took the cue and grabbed your hand, holding it while guiding you to an empty spot in the park; away from the people meditating. A more secluded area where trees could hide you both a bit. His hand was so warm while yours was so cold.

“Jungkook, don’t let my cold hands ruin your warmth.” You’d try to pull away but he wouldn’t let you. Not looking back at you as you walked a step behind him. He still led you before you reached the exact spot.

“Nonsense, I wanna warm you up. I got enough warmth for the both of us.” He would casually reply and this made your heart beat faster. You only hummed in reply.

It was safe to assume, you probably liked your new best friend a tiny bit more than you thought you should have. You were willing to keep that buried inside you though, hoping this feeling would go away in the future when time starts to pass. It wouldn’t surprise you if he had many people having some kind of a crush towards him. He just makes it way too easy to like him. You had no confidence of him ever having a crush on you back because you knew he was just a natural sweetheart. Plus you thought he was way out of your league.

You made it to the spot and he still didn’t let go of your hand. You both sat down under a pretty and small myrtle tree, blooming pink flowers. His face got serious as he looked at you, still holding your hand. You knew he wanted to know the news now. You took a deep breath, making sure tears won’t start sliding out.

“It’s not good,” you bluntly said and he started frowning a bit but waiting for you to go on. You reminded him a little bit of one of his friends, called Min Yoongi. His friend was blunt so he was okay with you not sugar-coating words. “She found another…” you felt a bit shaky but held strong and his grip on your hand tightened. “I have two autoimmune diseases now and this one harms the gut. But we all know most health comes from your gut and all my stomach issues make sense now.”

He was disappointed and it showed on his face, “why…” he stopped looking directly at your eyes and more towards the ground.

You didn’t know what he meant when he said ‘why.’ “Um-” you started but he cut you off.

“Why is this happening to you? Two autoimmune diseases…?” His voice sounded slightly irritated which you never heard that tone before. “I didn’t even know someone could have more than one… I… what the hell.” Jungkook wasn’t sure what to think anymore at all. All he wanted was for you to finally be happy and he knew, being healthy was your only wish in life. His hand never left yours.

“I hate seeing you suffer and struggle.” Continuing because now you were too shocked to stop his rant. “And I can’t do anything about it which pisses me off honestly,” he didn’t hold back being blunt either and his voice almost cracked.

You decided to step in, “Jungkookie… there is some good news too. I’ll get to it.” It was true because your doctor gave you an extremely difficult set of tasks to focus on but if she was on the right path, it could help you and possibly finally put you in recovery. Nothing good comes easy after all. Trust issues arose in you but you decided to fight that for the sake of cheering up Jungkook.

His eyes looked so sad but he stopped to take a look at your eyes and listen clearly. Hope building up a little bit in him now. “Yeah?”

You nodded, “I’ve been sort of poisoning my body it seems.” At this, his eyebrows furrowed and he started getting a worried look so you quickly went on.

“I’m allergic to a huge list of things… that I didn’t know and kept on eating for god knows how long now. They are healthy foods since I already had a slight strict diet but all contain something I am allergic to. So it’s harming me especially because she said I had something called leaky gut.” You explained and he had no words. He just nodded as a cue for you to continue because you realized he probably doesn’t know what leaky gut is and you don’t really understand much of it either but a small gist.

“So leaky gut… basically we have this wall like a brick wall at our gut. Blocking anything from entering your b-bloodstrea…” you felt shaky and Jungkook took notice. You mentally hated yourself so much from constantly being scared of this stuff. He brought the back of your hand to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss on it. You felt butterflies but thanks to this, tears didn’t spill out of you. Instead you got slightly embarrassed. Jungkook wasn’t sure of how else to comfort you so this came naturally to him.

“You don’t have to go on if you can’t, (y/n).” His words were soft and you felt his breath against your hand that he still held close to his lips. You squeezed his hand in response, “n-no, I can finish. Thank you…” you mumbled and his heart fluttered at seeing you blush a bit.

“Okay (y/n), I’m here. Say whatever you can, don’t force it out if it gets too hard.” He shyly said and you gave him a smile. He felt his cheeks get warm so he cleared his throat and looked away for a moment, making you confused.

“Jung-” You started but he replied, “I’m good. Go on.” He put your hand down his to lap again as you sat closely and across each other. Still not letting it go. His eyes met yours again with confidence now.

“Okay…” you mentally toughened up to get back to your explanation, “so this wall protects stuff from entering your bloodstream and for me, my wall is broken. So foods or medications, anything I intake is entering my bloodstream. I also have a huge line of inflammation happening which is causing issues.” Jungkook now understood what was happening since he learned about your first autoimmune disease, he knew there was a similarity.

He spoke, “so things that shouldn’t go into your bloodstream have gone there which triggers your body’s defence.” You nodded and he continued, “To defend your body, it’s gonna go haywire attacking what’s ‘foreign’ which is the foods and stuff. It wants to protect you but it goes overboard and attacks you as well. Just like the autoimmune disease in your throat…” he felt sad now.

“Yes, you got it. She also explained it that way.” You said, “a virus attacked my throat gland and my body attacked the virus but also got confused and started attacking itself. Now my gut, is doing that. She believes another autoimmune disease is present since that’s what they do.”

He let out a sigh, “I am so sorry, (y/n).” You blinked in confusion.

“Why Jungkookie? It’s not your fault.” You took your hand out of his hold and patted his hair gently, “it’s okay.”

“How is it okay? The worst part that I realize now, unlike regular food… you’re putting ones you’re allergic to, into your body… that’s why you’ve been sick a lot and stuck in bathrooms. I get it now, the ‘poisoning’ you’re doing without you even knowing so it’s not your fault. None of this is ever your fault, it’s not the fault of the person who becomes ill. That sounds… scary though.” His emotions were starting to creep out, “and not any other single doctor tried to do something as simple as a food allergy test? How can they be this disappointing and stupid?!” He was a bit angry for sure and the fingers you used to run through his hair, took a hold at the back to bring his head into your chest. Your free one arm, holding the back of his shoulder as best as you can. Even if you tried holding tightly, your grips were always soft. He stopped feeling angry as he heard your heart beat. You never did a bold move yourself. He was shocked for a second but slowly leaned into you. You prayed your heart rate wouldn’t start increasing. His hands wrapped around your waist. “I’m sorry, you are feeling way worse than me… I’ll calm down.” You chuckled, “you are unbelievable Jeon Jungkook,” Jungkook got worried hearing that from but you went on, “it’s okay. If it were you in my shoes, I’d feel helpless too. I understand it.”

He sighed in relief, “but still (y/n), I can’t imagine how your body feels…”

“It’s hard but thank you for being here and doing your best to understand it all. You are so kind. It does cheer me up Jungkook, I’m sorry I don’t show it often.” You admitted and his hold on you got slightly stronger. You decided to rest your chin on top of his head, thankful he couldn’t see your face right now as you were a blushing mess.

“(y/n), I know we barely know each other but it feels like you’ve been my…” he stopped himself before confessing a secret he held in, “…best friend for years. I have my best friends but you too now. I’m gonna get you to meet them, I promise you’ll love them. You’re part of my life now and you’re staying, got it?”

A small tear rolled down your cheek as you felt pure joy from his kind words, “thank you. I’m staying, don’t worry. You’re my…” you also almost let a secret out, “best friend too.”

A comfortable silence came around you two as you both just held each other and listened to the sounds of nature. There were sounds of a pond flowing nearby and sweet little birds chirping. The winds would blow ever so slightly, making pink flowers dance around you and Jungkook a few times. Both of you, nevertheless, with racing hearts and blushing cheeks, small smiles painted on your faces. Both of you feeling a bit sad internally for saying the words ‘best friend’ but thinking it’s right. Two oblivious idiots not wanting to ruin a new friendship, especially at a time like this. You felt ashamed of being ill sometimes; honestly you felt gross and wondered how Jungkook wouldn’t be grossed out at you. That always confused you because Jungkook complimented you even on your worst days. Due to your feelings of it, you never once wanted to think of the word, ‘romance.’

While Jungkook was worried that it’d be weird and didn’t want to scare you off, plus the time felt wrong because you were suffering; he thought you really just wanted a best friend only so he hoped his feelings could go away soon.

For him, it was probably love on the day he met you. The day he helped you. He knew because… as cheesy and stupid as it may sound, he heard bells & whistles. You had a fever but did your best and just the way you spoke and tried to carry yourself after the car thing happened, captured his heart on the spot. He knew you didn’t think you were beautiful and he thought how blind you were. When he first heard your voice, he thought you sounded like an angel. The way you treated him once he did take you to immediate care that day, he’d never forget. While on the outside you might appear cold or distant, he knew you were filled with kindness and innocence even. Never once did he believe those people who fell in love at first sight but now? Feeling so foolish for letting it basically happen to him.

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After the comfortable silence, you continued your story of the doctor’s visit. With Jungkook paying lots of attention and trying to understand. He knew a difficult journey was about to begin for you. The detox process, even said by the doctor, would be extremely hard. You had only a very limited option of foods to eat which wouldn’t help you keep a steady weight. You had to tamper off a medication so that could cause anxiety and panic attacks to burst out again. Starting multiple supplements such as iron which you were scared of. You knew iron would be heavy on your stomach and you hated that feeling, it scared you beyond to feel more ill. You definitely had a horrid phobia of being ill. What person wouldn’t though? When you were younger, you never pictured getting real illnesses. Even then, you had that phobia but your phobia came to life. You couldn’t imagine the people that had it worse and were even more ill. They were beyond strong to you. Any person who was suffering, whether small or big, you considered strong no matter what.

You had to be extremely careful and the doctor gave you only a month or two. Blood-tests would get repeated to see if this process is working. Jungkook knew this was a gamble because if the doctor is wrong, you would feel more ill but he did his best to shower you with positive words and actions. He knew what was going to come this month; your moods would go up and down, your panic attacks could restart from withdrawal, it’s gonna be a major adjustment eating only a few foods and ones you weren’t very fond of. He personally felt that this doctor was rushing too much onto you. He felt this should take a longer time and that you should get more time. He knew nothing would be your fault and that you’re gonna try your best thanks to his encouragement. He knows sometimes you wanna give up although you try to hide. If that happens, he will rush to pull you up.

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As three weeks passed and the detox process almost a month in, you instantly felt the hit of it on day two. You felt extremely light now-a-days, wondering if you only weighed 1 pound because that’s how it truly felt. It was still taking time to get used to the foods and these foods such as soup for lunch now and some oatmeal for breakfast, weren’t giving you the energy you needed like the foods you were allergic to gave. You will admit though, stomach problems were decreasing which was a positive.

The lowering dose of the pill brought back anxiety attacks indeed. You weren’t sure if this would last but crying spells were becoming common. Some days, there was just nothing to cry about yet you cried out of nowhere. You also weren’t sure if this came from you being afraid of losing the pill because that was possible. The human brain is a powerful tool that can trick you sadly.

During these three weeks, Jungkook did not leave you alone unless on some days you truly couldn’t get out of bed at all. You had gone on a small break from work so luckily you had money saved for this.

You lived with your family who weren’t caring or understanding of this. Although you were a young adult, you couldn’t live alone thanks to your conditions but your family neglected you unless you fainted. Then they would help for a moment but nothing else. Jungkook saw this, being at your home a few times and decided to take matters into his own hands. He convinced his friends to let you move in with them. Granted you were to live with seven men including Jungkook but his friends were good people. He knew they would never do anything to you and knew they would be of help. Plus you needed this and they lived in a big house with a guest room perfect for you.

The doctor warned you, this isn’t a journey you should go through alone nor on your own at all. She even told you to be around caring people.

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An overwhelming amount of guilt was consuming you though. When Jungkook brought two of his friends Kim Namjoon and Kim Seokjin to help you move out of your house and into theirs, you started a small argument with him. You were beyond shocked that he would offer his home to you and even came with two of his friends against your wishes not to. He told his friends to go grab your things because they were strong while he took you aside to speak with you. He saw you were emotional and didn’t let his friends greet you yet.

“What are you doing!?” You yelled in a raspy voice and the yell wasn’t even very strong as you truly were depleted of power.

He held your shoulders down as you saw his friends moving some of your things out of the house and into a moving truck. Jungkook gave them the layout of your house so they could know how to navigate.

“(y/n), you have to get out of that house. It’s not going to help you at all. You’re feeling very ill and uncomfortable from the detox which is normal but you cannot stay here anymore with these people.” He said firmly and calmly, still holding your shoulders and you looked at him, all red in the face and teary. He knew this was your family but man, did they frustrate him to no ends.

“Why ar…” you choked up when more tears spilled. Jungkook just hugged you. “W-wh” hic, “why…”

“Shhh, it’s okay.” He said.

Your hands were at the front of his chest and you grabbed a fistful of his shirt, your crying slowing down a lot, “Jungkook, you’re gonna ruin your life for mine you idiot.”

He separated you from him so he could look at you, with confusion written all over his face. Your hands letting go of his shirt. “What on earth are you talking about?” He asked with a frown.

You didn’t take your eyes off of his, calming down the crying and just letting tears silently roll all over your face. “You deserve to be out having fun. You’re younger than me and yet you’re here always caring for me.” Jungkook stopped frowning and felt touched as you went on. “I don’t want you to sacrifice anything for me!”

“(y/n), are you-” He said but you stopped him.

“Please stop this Jungkook!” You were slightly angry, “stop doing so much for me!” you half shouted, feeling a bit dizzy. He didn’t speak yet as he knew, more words would pour of you.

“Y-you’re being… so stupid Jungkook! You barely know me!” These words had hurt him now and the look of hurt flashed on his face, making you feel worse. Your heart was pounding in your chest hard.

“Do you really care about time that much…? Does that really matter, how long I’ve known you?” He asked, looking away from you. You bit your lip.

“No… but-” You mumbled.

“But what (y/n),” his eyes focused on you again but you were silent. “Maybe I am just stupid in your eyes…”

A small gasp came out of you as you saw him smile so sadly, “no! That’s not what I think!” You definitely didn’t know how you were standing now as it felt like the world shook from beneath you.

“Then why am I being stupid?” He asked, “do you secretly hate… that I do this?” he looked down at his feet, biting his lip.

“I…” you started but felt sick and then your world turned black. You had fainted and Jungkook caught you in his arms. His friends came over. He didn’t think you would faint now but he should have realized with how frail you looked. Mentally slapping himself for it.

“Are they gonna be okay?” Namjoon asked with a concern look at you. None of his friends actually met you yet but Jungkook told them a lot so they felt like they sort of knew you already.

“They faint a lot sadly, but they will be okay. We have to get them home, ice packs help them a lot.” Jungkook said as he carried you and started walking towards the truck, “are you guys done?” He asked Namjoon and saw Jin coming.

“Yeah, we got it all now.” Namjoon replied, following him. While Jin caught up, putting the last item in the truck. He saw Jungkook gently placing the soon-to-be new house member in the front passenger seat of the car.

“Is this a good idea?” Jin asked out allowed and Jungkook looked at him, “yes. They can’t stay here.”

Namjoon chimed in, “Yeah man… you heard the stories… they need our help.”

“But they didn’t seem too happy…” Jin admitted and Jungkook sighed, “trust me. We’ll talk it out. They’re not well but I trust they will understand and accept the help.” He took a look at you, softly petting your hair. “They’re stubborn and going through a lot but this is the right thing to do.”

Namjoon replied to that, “it’s true. The family didn’t even bother to care about what we were doing… it’s sad actually. Never knew people could be so ignorant… and to their own family.” Jin nodded to that and got into the truck to start driving away from the scene with Jungkook and Namjoon sitting in the back seats since luckily the truck had them.

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You woke up in a room that was unknown to you and felt your eyes blinking into focus. The window showed it was night time but a lamp was lit up in your room. The whole house was quiet. You felt a bit chilly as you realized an ice pack was under your neck as you were laying and a cool washcloth was on your forehead. You slowly got up to sit up straight, putting the ice pack and washcloth aside. You jolted when you looked down and saw Jungkook sitting on the floor, holding your one hand and his head buried into the sheets of the bed, sleeping. You realized this was probably his home that he shared with his friends. You noticed all your stuff was unpacked and everything was set up. You saw a clock on the wall that read 2:00am.

Taking another look at Jungkook, you sighed and lightly moved your hand out of his which ended up waking him.

“(y/n)…?” he asked in a sleepy-like voice, not being loud.

“Yeah, I’m awake…” you whispered, “please go sleep now. I’m feeling better.” More guilt is what you had felt at all this; him and his friends probably setting up your room and him staying here until he passed out. You felt so bad.

Jungkook took a look at your face while you weren’t looking. He was fully waking up and sighed, knowing something was bothering you.

“I know…” he started and you looked at him, “you probably don’t like this, I assume. I promise you, my friends will be nice to you. They know you are dealing with being sick. We like to joke around a lot but we will take it easy. I know you won’t be used to having seven guys around you at first but they’re really like family. They are good guys.”

The frown on your face growing as you felt super grateful but still the guilt was what was eating you alive right now. As if your anxiety picked up on it, you felt a spell of crying coming. You hated being so ‘difficult,’ you thought. Slowly, tears were pouring out. Jungkook had you move slightly as he came to sit on your bed and be closer to you.

“Please (y/n), tell me what else I can do?” Jungkook pleaded as he started wiping the tears off your face.

“Oh Jungkook, y-you…” hic, “are doing so m-much for me” hic, “already.” You blurted out.

A light bulb went off in his head at your sentence, “(y/n)… do you by any chance… feel guilty?” You nodded and cried. He pulled you into a hug.

“No, no shhh” he said so soothingly, “please don’t cry. There is nothing for you to feel guilty about at all.” He tried his best at soothing you down and vanishing your anxiety that came. You realized how much you depended on him. He was the same as your guardian angel. She was the only one who could calm you down and now Jungkook, had that same ability. His protective but affectionately warm embrace, the way he was wiping your tears off before. No other human being gave that secure feeling but you didn’t want to depend on it because it felt wrong to do so. You wanted to be stronger. You didn’t want Jungkook to miss out on life by helping you always.

When the crying stopped and you got a bit tired, he put a space between you two. The hug ending since it lasted for a few minutes but he was still close to you. His hands now on your shoulders.

“Do you feel guilty, (y/n)?” He sincerely asked, still keeping his voice down as his friends were sound asleep in other rooms and you followed in keeping a low volume.

You couldn’t look at his eyes, hesitating but the words came out, “…I do.”

“(y/n), look at me please…” He asked and you did as told, eyes red and puffy from tears. “You have nothing to feel guilty for. You did nothing wrong. My friends and I want to help you, it is no burden at all. They can adjust to things easily plus your battle won’t be forever. (y/n), you will get better. Okay?” His words were too kind for your own good.

“I just don’t want you missing out on having a normal life. You or your friends that I don’t even know yet. It’s gonna be annoying… I’ll have medical flare ups and the adjusting is so slow… I don’t think this will only take two months. That’s too fast,” the guilty words poured out as your eyes looked away again. “I’m the older one yet I’m like a baby basically right now… you��re always spending so much time with me… how can I not feel bad? You’re too nice!” The truth finally and fully came out.

Jungkook cupped your cheeks with his hands and made you look into his eyes, you blushed at the contact.

“You think I would do this for anyone?” He asked you and you had an instant answer, “of course… you always wanna help someone. But I’m just such a difficult case… this is serious and deep-”

“No (y/n),” he stopped you. “it’s true. I wanna help people sometimes especially when it comes to comforting them even if it’s just a little bit of affection to cheer them up. But I wouldn’t go all out like this for just anybody except my best friends of course.”

Confusion was all you felt because you truly believed Jungkook would be extremely devoted to anyone, even if they weren’t friends. Jungkook constantly reminded you of that loyal puppy that you could get mad at but he would still love you with so much stupid love that he’d never leave. Since you weren’t speaking he decided to speak again.

“(y/n), when you said earlier… that I barely know you… does it bother you?” He was slightly worried now at your silence. “Please, tell me what you’re thinking. Don’t be afraid.”

You inhaled a sharp breath slowly letting it out after a few seconds, “no… it doesn’t actually bother me… I’m sorry, I was being pissy earlier but I just think… you’re still too kind for your own good. I don’t want it getting you into trouble or annoying situations. You’re nice to everyone… it can backfire.”

“(y/n), I told you. I would not go this far for just anybody. So get that worry out of your head that you are bothering me. I have time that I spend with my friends and go out a little, we aren’t glued to the hip even if I spend a lot of days with you.”

‘But-” you started and he put a finger on your lips to stop you. His finger on your lips felt so warm.

“No buts. If I have to keep reassuring you because of the anxiety then I will, every single day. It does not bother me at all, my friends will not get bothered either. They understand hardships better than others.” He took his finger off your lips, letting the hand of it gently fall on your shoulder. “I know you’re extremely polite to people you don’t know well and you are very strong in front of others. You do your best to hide your pain from the public. I know that just me and your family members have seen your worst moments but unlike them, it won’t bug me. Yeah, I might get worried sometimes if I don’t catch onto things super quickly but in the end, I will realize.” It truly amazed you how sincere and mature he can get. Despite having a very silly side where he can even bully his friends a bit, not in a mean way but just to tease them; he knew when someone needed him and did his absolute best. It only made your feelings for him grow stronger and frighten you deep down.

“What about your friends… and-” Again, he didn’t want the worries to start up so he had to break your sentence.

“If those sides slowly come out to my friends, they will be understanding. I promise you. My friends have struggled with anxiety before.” You nodded and a took a leap of trust. “And no, I am not sacrificing my ‘fun’ or whatever you think.”

He took a pause, a hand still cupping your cheek because he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold in his feelings anymore. He just hoped it wouldn’t turn everything to shit.

“I want to do this, for you (y/n). Do you understand?” he felt a bit shy, “I’m not doing it cause I feel the need to help you or pity you, I just simply want… to do everything I can for you. Only you… not everybody in the world. Be it hard stuff or easy stuff, sad or happy. I… just want… to be with you. Do you get it now…?”

Oblivious was too weak of a word to describe you, your awareness level was so bad but his words got your heart jumping, more than ever. You didn’t know why but the way he cupped your cheek, stared at you with this charming eyes and the words he spilled; it just made your heart wanna explode.

“You really…” you started and you could see him suddenly hold in a breath, “love helping others don’t you?”

At that, he let out a shaky breath and laughed. He actually let out a quick laugh and shook his head.

“You’re really… way too cute and innocent.” He said after his laugh. Suddenly he got serious and leaned in to press a kiss on your forehead. A long kiss at that which made you secretly swoon a bit.

“J-Jungkook?” You asked and he pulled his lips away from your forehead. Instead he leaned his forehead onto yours now, with his eyes closed. You were certain your whole face was red now.

“You’re gonna make me say it, won’t you dummy?” You felt his warm breath slightly touch your face.

“I… say what?” You were so curious now and wondered if he could hear how rapidly your heart was going.

He opened his eyes in that moment, “(y/n), this timing is beyond wrong and I hope this doesn’t ruin our friendship. I hate that I can’t keep it to myself anymore. I don’t expect anything back so please don’t freak out when I confess this…”

Suddenly his words weighed in heavy on you, like a train coming to an abrupt halt on the tracks. You had no confidence but you couldn’t help but think, ‘confess…? does he… oh my god… he can’t,’ your mind still going but Jungkook stopped it.

Still staring into your eyes and his heart now rapidly picking up the pace too, “I’m in love with you, (y/n).” You let out quite the large gasp and his confession didn’t stop. “I know that sounds so weird and god, this is by far the worst timing in the history of timings but I felt something since day one. I could not stay away from you even if I wanted to… I know it hasn’t been long at all but I feel… so many feelings for you, it’s starting to drive me nuts. It’s like I’ve known you my whole life.” His eyes closed now and you felt he was getting a bit shaky, definitely from nerves and possible guilt. Your heart soared however and you had to let him know what you’ve been hiding.

“Jungkookie, open your eyes please.” You whispered and he let one eye open.

“I’m sorry for this (y/n),” he started pulling his head away from yours as both eyes were now open, expecting rejection but bracing himself for it. He did not want to burden you at your weakest moment. You grabbed his head though, cupping his cheeks now. His eyes widened.

“You idiot…” you uttered and when he went to say, “wha-” you had kissed him completely making his brain fry for a moment until he closed his eyes slowly and kissed you back. It was a soft and sweet gentle kiss but you felt him smiling against your lips which made you smile back. When he pulled away from the kiss first, his face slightly red; you spoke.

“I’m in love with you too…” you admitted and the happiness he felt couldn’t be explained. He pulled you into his usual hug and started planting kisses on the top of your head.

“I can’t believe it…” he barely whispered but you caught it. Somehow the kiss and confession managed to pull you out of any anxiety you felt today. It was strange and new but a good feeling. A surprise you never expected to happen; maybe the universe wanted to hand you something special. You were already thankful for Jungkook coming into your life, so grateful that you wanted to repay him after you got better, if the treatments worked. Now you realized how much you were not a burden to him at all, letting the guilt that was eating you, wash away like it never existed. You definitely understood it now. You understood that you were different, that Jungkook considered you his special someone. It was beyond cliche and never did you think a ‘love at first sight’ type of story was gonna happen to you. Some people argue that time matters but sometimes, you can meet someone and just instantly connect with them. More than people you know for years even; it is real and it can happen. Just like it did for you and him. You thought of your gold urn necklace you wore and smiled, ‘thank you for sending him to me. I know you did.’ You didn’t see it but your urn necklace started glowing ever so lightly, almost as if your guardian angel was trying to say, ‘I only guided his path slightly towards yours. It was meant to be but you’re welcome. Please keep that happiness, for me.’

He stopped planting kisses on the top of your head and rested his chin on it now, slowly rubbing your back in small circles with one hand. “I don’t want to rush you into anything at all. We are going to focus on you getting better first. Everything else, will slowly come later okay?”

You told him, “that is completely okay with me and Jungkookie, thank you so much.”

“For what?” He asked as you two were still in an embrace, bodies relaxing.

“For helping me and for loving me. You are sweetly devoted to me, my dear and I am truly so lucky. Thank you for wanting to wait first as well.” Your words were sincere and he truly felt them, letting out a content sigh.

“Thank you also, (y/n)… for allowing me to be in your life and for loving me back. I promise, it will be worth it.” Jungkook said and with that, you both had gotten sleepy and comfortably fell asleep together. Him holding you as you both slept peacefully and soundly.

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© renewoos

This story was inspired by real events I went through. I’ve been sick for 7 years? Gone through 25 doctors. This story is old though! The first disease I was typing about was thyroid & mine switched from hyper to hypo due to it being viral, they concluded. My diagnosis has changed a lot as the doctors were confused always. It’s been hell. My doctor here was wrong about my stomach illness. It’s something else. I had tumors now unfortunately. But I am more accurately diagnosed now & going through a brutal treatment. I got the comment, “this is so inaccurate.” You have no right commenting this & I’ll just block you. You don’t get to invalidate my personal experiences that I shared to create this. Everyone has a different body & goes through illnesses differently. It’s true, my doctors were partly stupid and got half of it wrong but this is still a FANFIC. I just wanted to write a comfort fic for anyone dealing with illness. Something nice. I used real events (from a few yrs ago) as that helps me for writing. The love story is the major fictional part, obviously lol.

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Honey kiss 💋

୨୧ Pairing : bfjungkook x gfReader

୨୧ Genere : smut

୨୧ word count : 2k+

Warning : alcohol consumption, oral (f! receiving), eating out, jealous sex, handcuffs, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, penetrative sex, hickeys, (jk is jealous, protective and possessive af), pet names ( alot cuz I love them, hehe), spanking, aftercare, jk likes to be called daddy, soft jk in the end

Note : this is my first ever time writing smut and something here on Tumblr, I'm shy, and feeling uhm maybe a little shameful after writing this, though I hope you like it, and yes- English isn't my first language so bear if you see any grammatical mistakes. <33

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"Want another glass, honey?" Jungkook asks sipping on his wine.

You are lucky to have a boyfriend like him, always sweet and caring, but when angry, can easily take you to heaven. He's a sex god. No one can ever please you the way he does.

Out of this world.

"Sure" you nods your head, bringing your glass closer to him so he can pour you another glass of wine, so sweet of him to surprise you with candle light dinner when you got home after your hectic day at work. As he pours you another glass, you see his facial expressions change into a slight smirk.

You already had three glass and you started to feel tipsy, "You sure, you can handle another glass? Your face is already red." He caresses your cheek, pulls your chair closer to his. "Mhmm" you nods, reassuring him that you can handle another glass. He chuckles slightly at your short response, looking at you as you eat your pasta.

He gives the glass back to you and you sips on it. Gulping down more wine in your system you start to feel more tipsy. That's when you feel jungkook hand slipping under your dress as he caresses your thigh drawing small patterns. Waiting for your response as looking at your drunk state.

"Baby, do you want to say something?" He asks as if he can read your mind, still drawing small patterns on your thigh. You feel his hand started to get a little firm with each stroke. You finish your glass and put it on the table, so does jungkook. He finishes his pasta, waiting for you to finish yours too. Gliding his hand up and up. "Hmm?" He asks again.

"No kook." You says as you finish your pasta too. Your head started to feel lighter, the alcohol kicking in, jungkook hand firmly grabbing your thigh. "liar! I heard what happened today at your office." You feel him gritting his teeth slowly as he started to draw circles on your inner thigh.

You know what's coming for you.

You stay silent, waiting for him to say something as the heat between your legs starting to grow. "What happened? Why all silent now huh!? Would you like to tell me by yourself or should I do it for you?" He speaks, his voice sounding angry. "Jungkook. I- that wasn't my fault.  He was trying to get closer to me but believe me I push him away." You looks up at him, seeing his jaw clenching.

It wasn't your fault. You just went to your office terrace to get some air when you feel someone's coming towards you from behind, slowly snaking his hands on your waist. You turn around to meet taehyung. The man who has a crush on you. He tried to impress you so many times but today it was too much. You rejected him saying that you have a boyfriend and you don't need him to invade your privacy and want to have some distance with him.

"Yeah? Jimin sent me a video of you and him, on terrace. How dare he touched you like that! And why were you rejecting him that calmly? Why didn't you slap him, huh?" Jimin his best friend who works in the same company as you, sure jungkook tells him to keep an eye on you and to make sure that you are taking care of yourself.

"Jungkook, i rejected him. And how I'm able to slap someone at work?" You speak back, proving your point. "watch your mouth, that's not how you talk to your daddy, hm?" He says firmly. The alcohol making you lightheaded. You want to prove that you are innocent and it's isn't your fault at all.

You slightly removes his hand from your thigh. "It wasn't my fault at all, stop blaming me, and you told jimin to keep an eye on me, right? Don't you trust me?" You see his eyes getting dark with each of your word.

He put his hand back on your thigh, this time more firmly. "You know I don't like when someone else gets close to you, and yeah jimin is keeping an eye on you because I need to take care of you." You hears sincerety in his voice, he still looks jealous, he's is protective of you. He doesn't like when any other man looks at you inappropriately.

"And for the way how you speak to me, i should punish you." He stands up from the dining table and you look up at him, your vision slightly blurry of the alcohol. Your skin feeling hot. "Get on the couch, on all fours." He orders as he takes the dishes to the sink.

"But-"

"No buts." He cuts you off, you don't have another choice, besides you are also feeling kinda horny from all the teasing he did.

You walk to the couch, looking at him as he went into his bedroom.

You get on the couch, as he walks back into the living room, with a pair of handcuffs. "Get on all fours, right now." You obeys him and get on your fours, ass facing him. He bends down to your level and lock your hands with handcuffs.

"Now, be a good girl and do as daddy says, got it" you nods. He opens the zip of your dress, sliding down the dress and throwing it on the floor. Leaving you only in your panties.

You got a slap on your ass, which makes you squirm, the burning sensation stays there but he soon kisses the spot where he spanks you. Soon another spank came, makes you shudders. "Keep still." Another spank.

You buried your head into the cushion, the another spank came, and your knees gives up, jungkook helds your waist and kisses on the red handprint. "Good girl. You are doing good." You muffles in the pillow. His kisses sending shivers down your spine.

"Already wet for daddy, huh! Gonna treat you good, gonna mark you up so everyone can see who you belongs to."

Without any warning he slides one finger into your hole making you moan.

He keeps his finger still making you whine, you want some friction so you slightly grind on his finger. But he holds you in place. "Patience honey, did I tell you to ride my fingers, huh?" He slides another finger, stretching you.

"Please jungkook." You speaks lowly face still buried in the pillow as you want him to move. "Please what babe? Hm? Please what? Use your words, open that dirty mouth of yours and tell me what you want me to do." He isn't moving at all, his fingers still in your hole.

You had enough, it's all making you frustrated. You grind on his fingers once again just to get an another spank. "I said, use your words." He speaks firmly.

"P-please- move your fingers, please I want it." As soon as you beg him to give you some relief, he slowly moves his finger in and out of your glistened hole, making you arch your back, another hand grabbing your waist to make you stay still.

"See, it's easy when you use that mouth of yours, you just have to say, and I'll give you everything you want. But-" the pace increases, his hand moving harder, making you buried your head deep into the pillow, the pleasure is making you so good that you don't even know where are you. "Stay away from other men, you are mine, mine to please, mine to fuck, mine to use the way I want. You are mine, my little angel. Right? You are daddy's little good girl, huh?" The pace only increasing. With each word, getting harder and harder leaving you breathless.

You nods, feeling the knot in your stomach getting tighter with each pump.

"Say that you are mine. Speak louder." His thumb starts tracing your folds, taking you close to your climax.

"Mhm, I'm yours, only yours-" you feel more close to your climax, wanting to cum. "Yeh? Wanna cum?" His thumb rubs your clit. You nods. "Say please, say, use your magical words honey, and I'll let you."

"P-please- daddy- please let me cum, I'll be your good girl, please let me cum."

"Hm! Cum on my fingers, honey." And as he gives you permission, you come undone on his fingers, breathing heavily. He keeps his finger inside, you whine feeling overstimulated. Tries to push his hand away off you. "Uhh- plea-" he pops his fingers out of your hole. Cum dripping on your thigh, his hand coming to your mouth.

"Lick your sweet honey off. Clean my fingers." You obeys and suck on his fingers tasting yourself. "Good girl, you are so good for daddy." You lays on your stomach, he takes out his finger from your mouth and licks off your saliva.

"Already tired? I'm not done yet." Strokes your hair, "you look so good, laying for me like this, breathing heavily. Waiting for me to give you permission so that you can cum. So good, you are too good for me." He kisses your forehead, removes his shirt. You looks up at him lazily, all the alcohol making you thirsty for him.

As soon as his abs are on display, your mouth drools. "Please daddy, please remove these handcuffs, I wanna touch you so bad." You sits up.

He shakes his head, "remember, it's your punishment? You don't have permission to touch me yet." As he removes his pants, leaving himself in his boxers, your eyes went to his hard cock, so prominent, begging for attention.

"Please-"

"No." He gets on top of you, "just lay back down and let me punish you" you lay back on your back, looking at him. He gets on his knees, trailing kisses from your neck to down to your stomach until he stops at where the hem of your underwear is.

He looks in your eyes and smirk, slowly removing your soaked panties from your slick, throwing them on the floor as well. He kiss on your soft bud, and you moan grabbing his hair, eyes closed.

He gives a long lick to your soft bud making your grip tighter on his hairs, grabbing your waist with both hands, he slowly sucks on your clit making you clench on nothing. Licking you whole, his tongue gets in the contact of your sensitive entrance, "you smell so sweet, taste so good uhh-" he groaned, head between your legs as he sucks on yours entrance.

Before you can say anything, his tongue pokes your hole, as he eats you whole, doing his magic to your pussy, making you clench on his tongue, sucking, licking, eating.

You soon feel another wave of pleasure taking you close to your second climax, your hand in his hair tighten. But before you can cum, he removes his mouth from your hole, giving you a smirk, as you whine. "Want to cum again huh?" He removes his boxers, freeing his hard cock. Grabbing and pumping it one or two times, precum already dripping down, you nods desperately.

"Hm? Then-" spreading your legs wider, he pushes his cock inside you, making you moan loudly. "Oh jungkook-"

"Yes baby? Do you like this cock, liking how it taking you to the edge? Wanna cum on daddy's cock?" He thrust back and forth, deeper and harder. You moan loudly as he kisses on your neck, your sensitive breasts and collarbone, getting on your sensitive spot as he sucks hardly, making you shiver in pleasure. You nods again. "Mhm, please. I wanna cum-" the knot getting tighter again.

He fastens his pace as sucks on your neck, leaving dark red hickey on your neck. Whispers in your ear "yeah? Wait till I say so. Got it?" You whine, his pace only increasing, making you clench tight.

"Oh baby, you are tight, i preped you enough but you are still so tight, loving daddy's cock?" You nods desperately. "Yeah- so good. Please let me cum-"

"What did I say? You ain't allowed to cum, wait till I give you permission to cum." It's too much pleasure for you, you can't take it anymore. His animalistic pace only making difficult for you to not cum.

You can't hold it back anymore and you cum without his permission, getting another spank on your ass. "Brat!! I told you to hold it." His movements getting sloppier as he's chasing his own high. Your breathing getting heavier and heavier as you feel another climax.

You whine loudly. "Ah- st-stop, I can't-"

"You can, just 5 more minutes, i know you can, you are my baby, listen to what daddy's saying." He kisses you intensely to making you relax.

He grunts in your mouth as his movements getting sloppier and sloppier with each push, soon he cums inside you, filling you up to the brim, and you cum once again.

A tear fell down your cheeks, he breaks the kiss and kisses your cheek. "You did so good for daddy, so good. I'm proud of you." He kisses your forehead gently, laying on top of you. You whine feeling overstimulated. He chuckles and pulls out of you. His cum dripping on your thigh. "Look, how much mess you made" he gets back down and lick your dripping cum off you, you whine loudly trying to pushes his head, but he only licks you deeper, you grab his hair tightly and pushes his head, he chuckles.

"You taste so good, I just can't stay away." He kisses your forehead once again and grabs wet wipes from the table, cleaning himself and grabbing onto more to clean yourself. you squirm.

"Sorry baby, I'll be gentle, did I hurt you?" He now gently cleans. You shakes your head as you keeps your eyes close feelings sleepy.

Once he cleans you, he uncuffes you and kisses your wrist gently, "you are mine, and only mine, honey, I love you."

He carries you to the bedroom and covers you both in the blanket. Kisses your forehead once again as he snuggles up. "I love you too, jungkook" you mumbles. He chuckles and you both drift off to sleep.

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[mayolive-writes]

The Love Plaza | Jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x AFAB Reader

Summary: Needing to take a break from the long trip to college, you and Jungkook are forced to stay at the only lodging available within 70 miles, a love motel. And much to Jungkook’s dismay, there’s only one bed.

Wordcount: 4102

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Smut, Best Friends to lovers, Oneshot(?)

Warnings: Dry humping, mild awkwardness (these poor virgins), no penetration (this time), They’re so cute and down bad

Minors DNI

A/N: thought this would be a fun writing prompt to exercise my humor muscle. I often feel that my writing lacks comedic relief, so this was good practice! I wanted this to be goofy as shit, because friends to lovers is just that much sweeter when it’s goofy. I do have a couple other WIPs with this couple though!! One that’s fluffy and another that is significantly spicier.

Enjoy!!

The Love Plaza | Moonlight Trampoline Adventure | Labret

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You must be shitting me.

Unbelievable. Un-fucking-believable. Jungkook reads the sign in disbelief. The only lodging in 70 miles was a damned love motel. The bright red neon “18+” sign mocks him.

Unbelievable.

"Hell no, I can keep driving," Jungkook turns to you, there's no way you'd be okay with this.

"Jeon Jungkook, we've been driving on and off for 14 hours in a cramped truck with enough leg room for a toddler. We're both exhausted." You flash him a stern look, "we were honked at five times because we were going off the road!" With a light smack of his chest, you giggle, "besides, maybe they have a room with separate beds!" Your voice drips with sarcasm, calm about the entire situation.

Except you weren't.  Inside, you were screaming. A fucking love hotel in the middle of nowhere? This is a sick joke. But despite your inner turmoil, you keep a humored face.

"You're sure?" Jungkook asks again, just to make sure.

Cocking your eyebrow, you give him an incredulous look, "the other option is getting into a crash. I don’t think coffee and 5-hour-energy can't help us now, bun."

He sighs. With every passing second, he can feel his heart losing years of life. This definitely isn’t healthy.

A bell sounds as you and Jungkook enter, catching the eye of a desk clerk. The shabby motel is surprisingly chic inside, with modern hardwood tile, and wallpaper patterned with soft wisteria, giving the space a fresh feeling.

"Hey there! Do you have a reservation?" The smile on the clerk's face is practiced, but falters when he sees the both of you in sweatpants and t-shirts. 

He concludes on his own, no, you don't have a reservation.

As you both walk awkwardly up to the desk, the clerk continues, "just the two of you?"

Jungkook answers, "uh--yeah." You spot a basket on the counter and tap Jungkook on the shoulder, pointing.

It's full of different sized condoms in every bright color imaginable. Pink, blue, orange, yellow, purple, green.

You both hold back silly smiles, doing your utmost to keep cool. 

"And do you perhaps--" you pick up a condom out of the basket and Jungkook chokes. He takes a moment before looking at the smiley clerk again, "have a room with separate beds?"

The clerk simply stares at Jungkook. Separate beds? In a love motel?

There's been very few moments in Jungkook's life when he was truly Flustered.

1. Confessing to Sandy Morrison in second grade. 

2. His first kiss in 11th grade.

3. Figuring out that maybe he wasn’t totally straight.

4. Seeing you, his best friend and crush of at least 6 years,  pick up a large condom, neatly packed in bright neon orange wrapping, and pocketing it for some ungodly reason.

Shit.

What are you doing?

You yourself don't know what the hell you're doing. There’s zero intention in your mind of using the condom, of course--not that you wouldn't like to. But you're just trying to have fun. What else do you do in a love hotel? With this thought, you promptly lose your shit when you sight a shelf near the clerk desk that displays a variety of items.

Lube, lace garters (neatly packed in plastic packaging, fancy!), satin blindfolds, fuzzy handcuffs (red, pink, blue, black, and orange!), and the cherry on top--a brochure of "The Best Positions For A Night of Passion!"

The cackle you hold in makes you shake. You hop over to the shelf and ask the clerk, "how much for these?" Pointing to the handcuffs.

The clerk is now thoroughly confused at the contrasting interests in both you and Jungkook, who is flushed in the face--both from embarrassment and holding his laughter in. "Um... They're all a dollar, the pamphlet is free."

The clerk looks back to Jungkook, "and, sir, I'm sorry, but we don't have rooms with separate beds," leaning forward to whisper, he continues, "if you guys are fighting, take the couch." 

Well, it was worth a shot.

Once you're both checked in, Jungkook is about to walk away. That is, before he sees you go up to the desk clerk with one of each item that was displayed on the shelf. 

Oh. 

My.

God.

The clerk looks at Jungkook, his expression screaming, "dude, I can't believe you wanted separate beds!"

You happily stride beside Jungkook through the motel hallway, kinky bag in hand while he carries the luggage. You must be insane. Having finally reached room 40, you both realize that Jungkook’s hands are full of your bags. Awkwardly, you dig into his front pocket, feeling for the card.

"Um..." you look up when he speaks up, "it's in the other pocket.”

Oh. Oops.

You dig through his other pocket. 

why are these damn things so dee--

What. Was. That.

Jungkook gasps.

You gasp.

Realizing what you’ve just done, you flinch away, “Oh my god! I’m so fucking sorry--" Jungkook is utterly speechless. This night just keeps getting more and more inconceivable. He says nothing as you dig more cautiously and finally yank out the godforsaken key.

One minute later you're finally in the room, with yours and Jungkook’s cheeks throbbing red.

Nice one, y/n.

As you both walk further in, you gasp. All other thoughts vanish at the sight.

Jesus Christ, what a night.

"Oh my god, Koo!" You drag him in faster and he sees you fall into a burst of laughter, and once he sees it too, promptly loses his composure at the ridiculous sight.

The bed is obviously heart-shaped, the sheets are red satin, and the blankets are pink velvet. The mattress is adorned with frilly heart pillows and lacy detailing, with a black headboard screwed into the wall (which is probably for the best).

You both share gazes of utter astonishment, only to fall over yourselves once more. The sheer ridiculousness of it all hitting you full force. Jungkook’s laughter only falters when he notices that there isn't a couch.

This leaves him with two options. Share the bed with you and sacrifice a sleepless night resulting in another 10 hours of hell tomorrow, or sleep on the plush black carpeted floor and spend the next week with achy muscles and a crick in the neck.

He's gonna have to sleep on the fucking floor.

Quietly, Jungkook goes into the bathroom, leaving you to your own devices.

One bed. God, what a cliché. Jeon Jungkook will not be brought down by some fanfic writer’s wet dream.

Despite the inconvenience of the motel, Jungkook is relieved as the hot water spews from the showerhead. He’s needed this all day. Each muscle becomes looser, and Jungkook finds himself relaxing as the sound of water hitting the floor puddles in his mind.

6 long years.

Jungkook was twelve when he realized he had a big, fat, disgusting crush on you. But he knew it wasn’t a big deal. Crushes pass and fade. It’s impossible not to have a crush at that age.

Jungkook was 16 when he realized it wasn’t just a crush anymore. The poor bastard was head over heels. Down for the count. Your smile made his heart burn—he’d do anything to see it. He’d pull up pictures of you on his phone on the rare occasion he couldn’t see you, just to make sure he could at least see your smile every day. He recalls feeling stupid for feeling so fuzzy about you all the time, but what’s shameful about wanting to see someone you love happy and smiling? Nothing.

At some point, it turned physical. Absolute hell. He felt complete and utter shame the first time he touched himself while thinking about you. It was deplorable how badly and how often he yearned for your lips on his body.  

Throughout high school, Jungkook could barely look at anyone else other than you. Others could tell, most didn’t even try making a move on him. Except for his first kiss, taking place after prom in the parking lot. He remembers apologizing profusely to his date the next day, admitting that he just didn’t feel that way about them.

During graduation, he almost slipped. Almost confessed that he wanted to give it a shot. The longing was becoming too much. But no matter how close he came to finally spitting it out he’d always chicken out. You meant too much. And it felt… wrong to spring it on you.

But this? He might break in two. He’s insane, he knows, but that millisecond where you accidentally touched him through his pants almost made him hydroplane, losing all traction on reality.

A knock on the door yanks Jungkook out of his murky thoughts. “If you use up all the hot water, I’ll personally annihilate you, Kookie.”

He can’t hold back a smirk, “yeah, yeah, I’m almost done.”

If hot showers were personified, you’d marry them. Specifically, the ones taken after your best friend, with his scent still lingering. This night has been one hell of a rollercoaster, and you take your time washing away the 14 hours of uncomfortable driving and cleanse your airways. Jungkook has always smelled like home to you. Years of friendship will do that to a person. Not even your own family can make you feel at ease like he does, with the way he shines. Bright enough to feel warm, but not so bright as to scare anyone away.

7 long years.

You were 11 when you realized you had a big, fat, disgusting crush on Jungkook. But you’d had countless meaningless crushes at that age, he was just a crush out of convenience, right?

Wrong.

You were 16 when you realized it wasn’t just a crush anymore. Something about Jungkook’s demeanor with you changed. He was always nice to you, but as Jungkook matured, his rough-and-tumble attitude crumbled away into something softer, cushier, and sweeter. It was unbearable. Whenever he put a secure arm around your shoulder, your heart would squeeze, and then release. First yearning, then comfort.

You wanted him. In more than one way. Never in a million years would you live down the shame from the first time you let him invade your thoughts alone at night. It wasn’t that long ago, really. Jungkook had turned 18, and He wasted little to no time in getting a lip piercing. You nonchalantly said it looked cool, but it kept you up that night.

It was becoming too much, but with graduation fast approaching you thought you’d finally have your out. You’d go off to college, and as much as you’d miss your best friend, you knew you needed to get away, and hopefully the love would fade with time.

Well, that was before you found out that Jungkook was going to the same college as you.

It was pure coincidence.

So here you are. Desperately trying to wash away your increasing desire on both fronts, romantically and sexually.

Regretfully, you step out of the shower into the cold bathroom air. In an instant you’re pulling Jungkook’s stolen hoodie over your head.

The room is dead silent when you leave the bathroom, and you spot Jungkook resting peacefully on the heart-shaped bed. His eyes are closed. It’s moments like these that make you want to give in and just tell him. So what if he doesn’t feel the same way? So what if he doesn’t fight back the urge to kiss you every day? So. Fucking. What.

He’s your best friend. That’s fucking what.

Losing him is not an option.

“Gook?” Jungkook is lightly startled, and you almost feel bad for waking him. “Hey, can you move over?”

“Huh?” He groggily looks around, then realizes, “Oh—yeah, yeah, just a sec.”

With sloth-like movements, Jungkook grabs a pillow and a blanket from the bed and lays them on the floor, but before he can slip down onto the carpet you stop him, “woah, woah, woah. What’re you doing?”

“Uhhh, going to sleep?”

“On the floor? We’ve shared a bed before, doofus.”

“yeah, when we were like, nine.” Jungkook retorts. Please, God. Don’t do this to him.

You know it’ll be hell sharing a bed with him, but you’d feel like shit making him sleep on the floor. “What’re you afraid of, catching cooties? Come on, bun, it’s not a big deal.” It is a big deal. It is such a stupidly big deal.

Jungkook takes a moment to read your eyes, only a feeling a twinge of awkwardness. With reluctance, he moves the blanket and pillow back onto the bed and climbs in first. He can do this.

You climb in behind him, settling in quickly. His back is to you, thank God, but warmth is radiating from his body. You can’t do this.

Deep breaths, deep breaths. Focus.

Focus on the patter of the rain outside. Focus on the whirring of the ceiling fan above. Focus on the softness of the sheets. Focus on the warmth of the blankets. Focus on the smell of the detergent. Focus on the smell of Jungkook’s shampoo.

Wait, no. Don’t focus on that.

Hell freezes over in the time it takes for you to get comfortable.

It feels like infinity has passed by as Jungkook lays deathly still. One movement and he’ll shatter. The bed feels smaller than it looks. The proximity is too much. He can hear your deep breaths, can feel them in how your back lightly hits his with every intake of air. His body feels like it’ll start vibrating. His chest feels like it might implode. His thoughts are spiraling. He just wants you.

Eyes. Closed. Mouth. Closed. Mind. A work in progress. Sheep, count sheep.

1…

2…

3…

Just fall asleep. Please. You tell yourself.

Closing your eyes, you count the seconds as they pass by into minutes. You’re on minute 28 when a haze finally begins to ease you. But some prick outside of your room drops something heavy and you hear them giggling and walking away. You hope they have a terrible night’s sleep. Even if they weren’t planning on sleeping anyway.

Being conscious again, it’s impossible to ignore it. You can’t take it. You can’t. His warmth, his smell. His smile, his laugh.

Him.

Something possesses you. Chest aching painfully, heart beating mercilessly.

You whisper.

“Jungkook,”

“Yeah?” He curses the waver in his voice as your body shifts around to face his back. It takes him a moment before he has enough courage to turn around.

Your eyes.

Your eyes are big and wide, you look scared and excited all at once. “Jungkook, I…”

What are you doing?

You must be insane.

Just forget it.

But there’s no going back.

Do it.

Just say it.

Say it.

Fucking say it.

You like—

No.

He gently reaches for your hand beneath the blanket. The mingling of your fingers calms your mind, eases your breathing. “Thanks,” a whisper is sent across the small distance that separates the two of you. “How do you feel about me?”

Jungkook stares. Huh? That’s all? He chuckles, “We’ve been friends since we were like, four. It’s a good bet that I like you.”

You blink. What an absolute dunce. “No, you stupid asshat, how do you feel about me?” All this courage makes your mouth keep moving, “I mean… I feel something, and sometimes it seems like you feel something too. Can you like, tell me if it’s just me?”

Jungkook’s eyes go wide, his warm hand slipping away.

Oh. You’ve made a huge mistake.

Or so you think before he’s crawling to hover over you, hands beside your head. “You like me?”

It’s your turn for your eyes to bulge, your face burning at the position, one that you’ve imagined at least a million times. Head turning away, you reiterate, “Unfortunately.”

His head falls to your shoulder, “Oh my god. Holy shit, oh my God. I can’t believe this. I can’t believe this shit, holy fucking shit.” You patiently wait for his rambling to stop, but you’re confused now. He’s on top of you. This man is on top of you but hasn’t said anything about how he feels yet.

The only natural response is to flick his forehead, of course.

“Hey, ouch!”

You exaggerate the clearing of your throat, “’holy shit, I can’t believe this shit.’ Isn’t a super direct answer, Jeon Jungkook.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re mean?”

“Aww did I hurt you fee—” His lips touch yours softly, but it doesn’t last long enough before he falls back to his side of the bed.

“It’s not just you,” Your hands find each other again.

A thick silence rests over you, despite your staggering heart. You want him to kiss you again, desperately. You push yourself to ask, “kiss me again? Maybe longer this time?”

Jungkook obliges wordlessly, leaning over to press his lips against yours once more. It’s slow, cautious, unsure. Your body feels tense, making it difficult to feel excited. Not sure what to do, you pull him closer by his sweatshirt, forcing your bodies to touch.

It feels like he’s melting into you. His lips are still shaky, but he pushes forward, placing his hand on your hip as you wrap a leg over his body. Creating even less distance between you. There’s a heavy breath.

“Um… okay, pause.” Your eyes meet. He nods and his fingers brush through your hair, playing with it casually and awaiting your next request. In this wide expanse of time, the tingle of him playing with your hair lulls your mind and heart.  

“Again?”

Third time’s the charm, right?

With less hesitance than before, Jungkook finds your lips again, keeping his hand buried in your hair. This time, it’s more comfortable, and your lips tingle. Unsure of what to do with yourself, your hands grip his sweatshirt even tighter, and you find it in yourself to lean in closer, breath quickening less from nerves and more from pleasure.

How many times had you thought of this? Each scenario being different, passionate and fiery. And yet of the hundreds of daydreams, none of them were accurate. Despite the underlying awkwardness, you wouldn’t want it any other way.

All thoughts drift away when Jungkook’s lips leave your own, and before you can protest, they fall upon your neck. Far more astonishing is when he drags you on top of him, changing your positions.

A quiet gasp escapes. Woah, woah woah, buddy.

But your surprise doesn’t stop him from dragging his lips to the other side of your neck. You feel your legs go numb. With his stupid lips on your neck still, he asks, “Is this okay?”

There’s a lot of fumbling in your brain before you can answer, “mhm… I’ve thought about this a lot.”

“Oh really? How much of it?” This stupid bitch.

“Shut up before you ruin it, just keep going.” You have no clue, but to Jungkook, the breathlessness in your voice feels like kryptonite.

Slipping a hand beneath your hoodie, you jolt at his touch. “How far do you want me to go?”

You squirm, “Um… I don’t know yet, is that okay?”

“Good, cuz’ I don’t know either. We can stop at any point.” Becoming impatient, you only give him a nod before you guide his hand to slip further into your hoodie. The trail of his touch his tingly, unpredictable, exciting. The gentle nature in the way he feels you causes your body to take on a mind of its own as your hips sink into Jungkook, forcing a groan from his lips. “Fuck, do that again.” You follow his instruction, and he lets out another noise of pleasure. It sends a spark coursing through you, leaning in to kiss him again. It’s messier this time, the caress of his hand on your skin making the simple task of breathing complicated. Your hips push down again, and the bulge you feel beneath you makes you gasp. In quick succession, Jungkook’s fingers brush over the tip of your breast, and to your utter shock a whine flows out of your lips. Your legs lose more strength, and you follow instinct. One hand slips beneath Jungkook’s shirt, and the jerk has the audacity to cup your breast in retaliation, dragging another whine out of you. Your head falls to his neck, partially because you feel like jelly, and partially because you want to leave a string of kisses to match what he so generously left on you prior.

With each kiss your hands keep exploring his torso and chest. If he can play dirty, so can you.

Or so you thought.

He pulls the neckline of your hoodie down to gain access to your collarbone before leaning up and licking a bold stripe from your clavicle up to your neck, dragging your body closer all the while. And when he latches on to the crook of your neck, sucking hard and meeting your hips as they subconsciously grind into him, you release a moan.

“There you go.”

You see through hazy vision the smirk on his face. Different from any that you’ve seen in your countless years of friendship.

He does it again, latching onto a spot along your collarbone and sucking, harsh but loving. Easing the sting with another swipe of his tongue.

The room is soon a quiet orchestra of heavy breaths and stifled groans, whines, and moans.

Time feels nonexistent.

“I think I want you to touch me, koo--”

“You think?”

You whine, “God, I don’t know—I just need more.”

He groans, “Fuck, babe.”

His hands securely grip your hips, and guide them to grind down onto him, hard. His sweatpants barely getting in the way.

You gasp at first, but as he keeps guiding your hips you let out a moan, louder than the one before. You cover your lips, not wanting to be heard by anyone outside.

“shit babe, please don’t be quiet, please—”

As the rhythm of your hips continue, you lean down, resting your head beside Jungkook’s ear, hoping that the muffle of the pillows will prevent anyone other than Jungkook hearing you. You let go, letting your moans flow, as his hips meet yours. Each sound you let out into his ear brings Jungkook closer to his breaking point.

“Keep going Koo, I’m close.” You whisper, and the sounds Jungkook lets out sound almost painful.

“Fuck, I love you.” He whines. And with barley another thrust of his hips, he comes undone beneath you. He keeps his grip on your hips, continuing to bring your hips down onto him.

You can barely manage “I love you too, Koo” before you find release.

The butterflies haven’t subsided yet. You’re clean and warm in bed again with Jungkook, hands and hearts intertwined. This time sleep feels more possible, but you can’t help but want to talk.

“Can I be honest?”

“Of course.”

“some of that felt awkward, right?”

“Well, I don’t think anything is more awkward than when we were forced to take a bath together when we were toddlers just cuz’ we got all muddy in the rain.”

You giggle as Jungkook pulls you in closer against his chest. “Yeah, sex ain’t shit compared to that.”

The warmth lulled you into a comfortable silence. You can’t remember the last time you felt this content, and you never want it to end. Every night this is what you want. Hands fit together loosely, blanket tangled between your bodies.

Jungkook will process with time that this is his new reality. His new reality in which you fall asleep in his arms, in which he can pull you closer, hold you tighter, and play with your fingers as he drifts off into a dreamland that couldn’t possibly match what he has with you. No one knows what the future holds, but Jungkook sure as hell hopes that you’re a part of it.

This shaggy love motel did more good than he thought it would.

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[jungkooks-wife]

Daddy issues

paring: mafia jk x fem¡reader

genre: smut, yandere, a bit of angst, mafia au

a/n: this is one of my beginning stories so it may not be as good im working on that. it also isn’t proofread so sorry for spelling errors. Anyway enjoy.

MDNI 🔞

Warnings: mafia jk, married couple, virgin reader, yandere, hair pulling, unprotected sex, nonchalant jk, guns, mentions of gas station bathroom sex, ass griping, aftercare, attempted suicide, overstimulation, dom jk, kidnap, violence, submissive reader, name calling, pet names. etc;

Summary: your nonchalant mafia husband who never pays attention to you but something changes his mind or someone..

You woke up to the breeze of the window being open, you look at the bed and notice your husband didn’t come in last night. It’s nothing new though. Not like he’s being coming anyway. Just as you’re about to hit the hay once again. Jungkook bursts into the room. “There’s breakfast made for you.” as he coldly and quickly walked out the room. you go downstairs to eat your breakfast..

When you notice jungkooks bodyguard eyeing you down. “Something i can help you with sir?” you say sternly. “n-nothing ma’am.” the bodyguard said quickly as he looks away to avoid eye contact.

“Okay, I’ll take my leave.” You stood up as you excused yourself from the table. Jungkooks bodyguard eyes follows you all the way to the sink examining your body. In paradise. Jungkook quickly notices. “Eyes off my wife.” he said in the most sexiest nonchalant way possible. “Yes sir!”

The bodyguard stood intense as he started sweating, knowing what’s about to go down once you leave the kitchen. As you’re leaving out Jungkook quickly stops you by saying your name. “Y/N” “yes?” you say surprised as he never really talked to you unless he’s telling you to do something.

“I’m taking you on a date tonight, be ready by 9.” as he walked out of the kitchen. Now you’re happy as ever this is the first date you guys have been on since your parents forced you to get to him married a year ago. He was also much older than you so you didn’t expect him to be interested in such things. As you excitedly make your way to the bathroom you quickly notice something in the end corner of your hallway but you think nothing of it.

You’re swaying to the music playing as you’re showering. However.. You hear a knock on the door. You’re confused because who would be knocking on the door? you quickly wrapped your towel around your body and opened the door. Jungkooks bodyguard? “What th-“ before you could finish your sentence he quickly grabbed you.

Muffled screams — a bag over your head. “shutup and stop moving.” he tells you as you try and kick him. “this’ll all be easy if you just shut the fuck up and go along with it.” he says in a angry tone. “Why are you doing this to me?” — “There’s always a reason for everything.”

Last thing you remember is being dragged out of your own home. “where am i?” trying to look around but it’s pitch darkness. “don’t worry about it babygirl.” his bodygaurd says as he moves a strand of hair out of your face, and plant a kiss on your cheek. “NO PLEASE.” you screamed. “please just let me go.”

“Can’t do that cutiepie.” he starts to rant about jungkook, as you try to find a way to escape. He quickly notices you and laughs. “Whatever you’re doing, it’s not gonna work.” as he pointed his gun and the back of your head.

Now more scared than ever you don’t know what to do. You wonder what jungkooks doing, if he’ll be able to save you. You just start thinking of all the possible scenarios. what if he kills me??? He slowly slides the muzzle of the gun down the back of your head.

Shit you thought to yourself, how did i get myself into this situation. as you start to cry, he gets irritated at the sound of you crying and clocks you in the back of the head with the gun. what did you ever do to him..

3 DAYS LATER

You’re waking up remember nothing that happened. It feels as you’ve been in here for days, where’s jungkook? Has he been looking for you? So many thoughts intrude your brain. As you start to break down once again, quietly.

“Why did it have to be me.” you say as you wipe a tear. You notice a dim light in the corner of the room. “are we in a barn??” you ask your self confused. You notice a shard of glass on the ground. You let your intrusive thoughts win.

Just as you were about to end it all, jungkook your savior, your husband, your everything. he comes in and screams your name as he run towards you. This is the most worried you’ve ever seen him. As he never worried about you.

He quickly grabs you and notices a long cut going down your leg, now he’s more angrier than ever. “Who did this to you Y/N? I’ll find that bastard and kill him.” You’ve never expected jungkook to be so protective of you.

“I-it was..” you try and seek out his name but once again you start to break down. “It’s okay My love if you’re not ready to say it then you don’t have to.” — “no i’m okay” you say as you sniffle. “It was andres.. your body guard” — “That bastard? How could i have been so dumb to let him around my family.”

Andres not knowing jungkook was here comes out, “i have to kill yo-.” his sentence is cut short when jungkook punches him in his face. You close your eyes as you don’t wanna see that. Your sight of them fighting is making matters even worse. “TAKE Y/N OUT OF HERE NOW.” jungkook screams at his body guards. As they grab you and put you in the car, you hear a gun shot.

Your heart drops. luckily jungkook came walking out of there. He’s looks horrible, likes he’s been the one kidnapped. You cry as you have nothing else to do. “Take care of him.” jungkook tells his bodyguards as he gets in the car.

Now more furious than ever, jungkook is speeding on highway swerving past every car. “Jungkook please slow down.” you say concerned. He looks at you and scoffs. “Y/N, i never got the chance to ask you, are you okay my love?” — You started blushing as he never asks such this. “i-im doing w-well.” barely straining the words out of your mouth.

He sets his hand on your thigh as he rubs it softly and slightly. You’re starting to get wet, at his actions. You pull up to a gas station, in the middle of nowhere. “get out, we’re getting snacks.” — you’re now as happy as ever, but as soon as you step out of the car, you fall.

Barely able to stand up, Jungkook quickly notices you and runs to grab you. “i got you sweet girl.” — you slowly wrap your arms around him as he carries you into the gas station bathroom. The cashier called out, “uh sir you can’t go into the women’s restroom.” jungkook just ignored him. He started to clean your face and around your scar, “we can’t let this get infected, now can we?” you nod your head.

You’re loving this princess treatment he’s giving you. This is probably the most he’s spoken to you since you got married. You can’t resist him as you give him a peck on his cheek. “thank you so much for this.” — “i’d do anything for my wife, even if i don’t show it.” — this made you more hornier than ever. as you dash forward and kiss him on his lips.

You quickly backed away as you covered your mouth. “im so sorry.” — “nothing to worry about sweetheart, a little kiss won’t hurt will it?” — So you start making out, the soft moans escaping your lips as he kisses down your neck. You quickly stop. “i-im a virgin.” covering your face in embarrassment. “i know darling, that’s why i didn’t do but kiss you.” as he places a soft kiss on your temple.

“Love i don’t you to have your first time in a gas station bathroom.” — he was so cute, so worried about you. It made you hornier than ever. “Let’s go home shall we?” you quickly nod your head as he carries you out the bathroom. On the way back home your coldly asleep.

It felt like as soon as you closed your eyes, you were home. jungkook doesn’t even bother waking you up. He carries you into the house. But he doesn’t take you straight to bed. He takes you to the bathroom as he wraps up your leg. “thank you kookie.” tiredly rubbing your eyes. He looks up at the nickname and tilts his head slightly. “kookie?” you dash awake as you apologize, “im sorry.” you say. “You don’t have to be sorry love.” he says as he brushes your hair to the side.

“c’mon love let me put you to bed.” you stand up and fall once again. “idk why you keep doing this to yourself, just let me carries you.” he quickly pics you up like your weight is nothing. He brings you to the bed room and lays beside you.

“Are sleeping in here tonight?” as you grab the blanket, scared to sleep by yourself. “yes love” this one sentence has you folding. “are you okay?” jungkook says as he tilts his head slightly. “yes im fine im fine.” — “ok love get some sleep.” as he cuts off the lights and you both go to bed.

You wake up, wondering if everything was a dream because you don’t see kookie next to you. You stand up, as you limp to the bathroom. Traumatized from what happened in the bathroom a couple of days ago, you quickly shut the door as you leave the room and start looking for kookie. “kookie” you say out. You turn around as you hear “yes love?” so turns out everything wasn’t a dream. You try and run but fail so you limp to him and give him a big fat hug.

“i love you.” you tell him as you hug him tightly as you could. he pushes back from the hug, “you mean that?” he says sternly. — “i do mean it kookie, i love you so much.” — “i love you to Y/N.” as he places a soft kiss on your lips. you tell him “i think im ready.” — “ready for?” he says confused, but interested— “for you to take my virginity.” — he bolts back, in confusion. “you want me to take your virginity?” — “yes kookie i’ve always saved myself until i was married.” you tell him merely embarrassed.

He hugs you in excitement, this was probably the happiest you’ve ever seen him since he normally has a resting bitch face. He picks you up as he carries you to your shared bedroom. “strip.” he says with no emotion on his face. how could he just go from excited to that. But nothing is impossible you think to yourself. You slowly start taking off your clothing.

He admires your beautiful body. “You’re so pretty love.” he tells you as you see drool coming out the side of his mouth. “kook!” you say embarrassed, i think that’s enough staring. He’s so lost in his thoughts he didn’t even hear you. He slowly walks to you and he grips your ass.

He starts kissing you down to your neck. He stops at you boobs , and admire them. “These are MINE, so beautiful.” as he takes one in and starts sucking your boob licking circles around the nipple. You can’t help but moan softly. Which turned him on big time. He started to strip and as he got naked, “suck” he tells you as he strokes his cock.

You get on your knees and slowly start licking circles around his tip. Next thing you know you’re taking him in. Deep throating his dick as he grabs your hair into a ponytail. “yes be a good little slut and suck my cock.” he tells you as he pushes your head for you to take him deeper. You stop to catch your breath breathing hard. “Your dick taste so good kookie.” You tell him as you’re on your knees like a little slut. “Stand up love.” he picks you up and places you on the bed.

He slowly starts kissing from your neck, to your chest, until he makes it to your pussy. Before he began to devour it he asked you “are you sure you wanna do this?” — you nod quickly. He’s licking small circles on your clit, “you don’t know what you’re in for love.” he tells you as he starts devouring you. You start moaning uncontrollably. All these different sensations you’re feeling that you’ve never felt before.

He grabs his cock and starts stroking it, “since you’re my wife we’re going raw.” this comment made you more wet as ever. You start to slide your hand to your pussy , but jungkook quickly slaps it away. “don’t touch.” he says as he slaps the tip of his cock on your clit. “you ready?” he ask you with a concerned look on his face. You shake your head. “words love.”

“Yes kookie please fuck me.” — this turned him on now more than ever rock hard boner. He slowly slides his cock into your pussy. “fuck you’re so tight love.” — “kookie please go slow.” you tell him as you’re in pain. He do as you says and goes slow until you feel no pain, but pleasure.

He starts picking up his paste. “fuck kookie.” — who knew he could fuck this good? he starts sucking your breast as he rubs circles on your clit. You moan in pleasure. As he start making his way up to your face as he whispers in your ear, “you’re gonna take it all babygirl.” this made you wanna cum then and there.

You start looking away in embarrassment as you moan. “Let me see those eyes.” he tells you as he moves your hands from your face. he sloppily kisses you as he fucks you harder than ever before. “kookie slow down” — “you can take this cock like the good little girl you are.” he tells you as he starts picking up his paste once again.

“You look so good beneath me.” — He turns you over as he start fucking you, grabbing your hair pulling it. You moan quietly. As you feel something building up in your stomach. “kookie.” you say. All he says is “don’t hold back love, let it out.” and so you listening and came around his cock. “Look at you coming like the good little girl you are.” he tells you as he’s still grabbing your hair. Fucking you better than ever, “i’ll give you a cream pie, fuck my kids into you.” He tells you as he’s close.

“Fuck, y/n your pussy is so good.” as he flips you back over “we aren’t don’t just yet love.” you want to take control, you want tk take over so you slowly sit on top of him as you ride him like a cowgirl. “fuck, y/n you take me so well.” just him speaking is almost sending you over edge. You continue riding him letting out soft quiet moans. “Louder, let me hear you love.” he tells you, as you begin to moan at your full length.

“I can take it.” you moan out as you feel your climax reaching once again. “you can take it love, let it out.” as he rubs your clit. You start moving slowly as your climax is reaching. “c’mon love you can do better than that.” — this riles you up, and once again you’re feeling in control.

“I’m gonna come y/n ah fuck.” he tells you as he start fucking you back. There’s an over-sensory you start feeling not knowing what it is. Overstimulation. “Fuck kook”, you say as he cream pies you once again. He flips you over as he leaves the getting ready to leave the room. “where ya going kook?” — he just ignores you and walks out the room. “feeling disappointed and discomfort, almost start to cry as you see jungkook coming in the room with a warm towel. Tears of joy in your eyes

“C’mon love let’s go shower yeah?” — you nod instantly he picks you up and takes you to the shower. Once you both get out you go to bed. The things that are to come.

#bts #jungkook #bts jungkook #jeon jungook #jeon jungkoooook #jungkook smut #jungkook x y/n #jungkook and reader #smut #bts smut #mafia #mafia au #jungkook mafia #nonchalant #kidnap fantasy #violent love #fem reader #jungkook.97 #jungkook x reader smut

[kissforyouu]

pairing : jungook x reader

genre : smut , angst

warnings : against the car , in the car , oral sex ( f recieving ) , spanking , jealousy , ft. lil bit of taehyung ;) , toxic relationship , uses of words like "slut" (during sex) , exhibitionism (kinda) , teasing , unprotected sex

a/n : idk what this is but hope u enjoy LOL. and dont ask me why the name of this is woof woof woof idk either umm

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・． .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・

Me and him were always on and off. Jeon Jungkook, I mean. Not the man I was currently on top of right now. That's Kim Taehyung. He was hot, very hot, and the fact that he was Jungkook's best friend made it even hotter. Taehyung knew me and Jungkook were something, whatever we called it. But at this moment, he did not give a single fuck.

His head was thrown back as his hands roamed under the silk material of my black mini dress, all over my ass. My clothed core was pressed against his crotch, grinding slowly. Hands tangled in Taehyung's messy locs, his tongue licks over the spot right under my ear. He nibbles and sucks on the spot gently, taking his time.

I continued moving my hips, begging for some more friction. I wanted something, but not skin to skin contact. Not with Taehyung. I had other plans.

A small moan slips past my lips as I grab Taehyung's wrist before placing it on my right breast. Taehyung's eyes flicker with excitement, his hands immediately squeezing both of my breasts tight. I could tell he was excited, to touch me and to hold me, too bad you weren't going to let him get his way. Didn't think Jungkook's so called best friend would be this unloyal.

I let out a small whine purposely into Taehyung's ear, pretending to be feeling something, as my hand slide into his pocket to pull out his phone. Laying back a bit, I look at Taehyung with puppy eyes, signalling him to unlock his phone. He raises his eyebrow at me, a little confused.

"Wan' to give Jungkook a show..." I tilt my head to the side, giving him my most seductive smile. Taehyung lets out a devilish laugh as he unlocks the phone. Men are so easy.

I place a kiss on his cheek as a thank you, my eyes scanning through his messenger app in search of Jungkook's chat. I find it, the corner of my lip curving into a smirk. I click on the small camera icon at the bottom of the chat, then pressing record.

Looking at the camera with my eyes big and glossy and the prettiest smile on my face, I then look down to Taehyung, who's face was now smothered in my tits. Cracking up my laugh, which I know Jungkook loves, I push Taehyung's face further into my tits. He wasn't even doing anything, why's he so boring.

You pretend to like it, arching my back more, fake moans escaping my mouth as I grind myself onto him. To make my man who'll be seeing this even madder, I make sure to moan Taehyung's name.

"Mmm, Taehyung!" it sounded so fake but that didn't matter. You knew Jungkook would recognise how fake that was anyway. All I wanted to do was to make Jungkook mad. For him to take me home after, then fuck the living shit out of me, then tell me he loves me and make up. And for then, not that I want it, but for this cycle to repeat because one of us just have to fuck up each time. But I didn't care, not one bit, I'd go back to him each and every time. And I know he would too.

Without wasting more time, I click send. It didn't take a second for Jungkook to view the message. Internally, I was giggling at sight of the two blue checkmarks. I almost forgot about the man beneath me.

you : [video]

jkkk🤘🏻: ???

rlly y/n? im omw, he better not be on ur fucking cunt when i get there.

My eyes beam at his reply. He's on his way. Please come quickly and get me away from this man. You let out a groan, way too bored. He was still on my tits, just touching them all over.

About 5 minutes of the same thing — yes, 5. You wonder if he's ever had a woman on his bed before — Jungkook comes crashing in. We were at a party, he knew where we were because you guess Taehyung must've told him where he'd be tonight, definitely not expecting to have me grinding on him. You watch Jungkook's eyes scan the party trying to find us, with your head resting on top of Taehyung's shoulders as he did whatever he did.

Jungkook looked so good. He had his shoulder length hair down, a black wife beater on, his pants hung low rise showing off his calvin klein boxers which I love with a black belt to hold it all together. And to add the cherry on top, he also had a thin silver chain dangling from his neck. Not just any chain, it was the I had gifted him. He was a walking snack, no wonder every woman turned their heads to look at him wherever he went. Too bad, he's mine.

Jungkook's eyes land on mine, then on the man I was on. His eyebrows furrowed, oh he was mad, his tongue poked his cheek as he walked towards us. In no time, he hand was on my arm, pulling me off of Taehyung.

"Really, Taehyung? My girl, out of everyone?" My girl. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I hear him yelling at Taehyung a few more words, but they all sound muffled to me. The only thing I could focus on was "my girl". If only he made it official. We've been boyfriend and girlfriend so many times, breaking up and getting back together. I don't care. I'd still do it. To be with him.

After spitting his last few words out, he turns his head to look at me, eyebrows still furrowed and mad.

"And you. Could've just fucking called me. Had to fuck my best friend to get my attention? Huh?"

He looked so mad, I loved it.

Jungkook's grip on my hand never leaves as he storms down through the crowd with me, leaving Taehyung all alone and frustrated. I grip onto his bicep as we walk down the stairs.

I sigh, breaking the silence.

"I missed you"

"Yeah, fucking right, Y/n. That's why you went and seduced my best friend?"

I sigh, releasing his arm.

"I missed you a lot, Jungkook. I'm sorry about before. I just — I don't know, okay? Sometimes I get so insecure about you with other girls. I don't know how you are, considering how we're always on and off and never stable."

"Oh, yeah? So that makes it okay for you to grind your ass on Taehyung?!" He raises his voice at me. We were literally yelling at eachother in the car park.

"JUNGKOOK! I don't want Taehyung, I want YOU! I don't know why I did that but everything I do is because of you, and FOR YOU because I want you, and-and I don't want you to b-be with some other girl! I'm sorry, okay? Fuck, I got jealous and I stormed out of your house and today I got with Taehyung because I wanted to make you jealous and I wanted you to come pick me and take me home and make love to me and-and then we'd go back to the usual! As always! Like we always do! We always break up and then—"

I was shut up by him crashing his lips onto mine, pushing me against his mercedes. The kiss was rough and hungry, he had both of my arms pinned onto the car. He then pulls out,

"You ramble way too much sometimes, baby"

His thumb skims past my lower lip, eyes shifting from my lips to my eyes. He kisses me again, taking my lower lip between his lips as he gently sucks and bites on them. I melt into his kisses, my body almost sliding down the car but he holds me up with his arms that are holding onto my waist. We make out for about 1 more minute before I pull away, desperately in need of air.

He stares at me with a smirk before I try to catch my breath, his finger twirling one of my curls.

I calm my breathing down, finally, then look at him with a smile. "You good?" He says, teasingly, his knee coming in between my legs. I nod my head, feeling his knee glide up my thigh slowly. I let my clothed pussy sit on his knee, my hands traveling up to my breasts to squeeze them through the material. I nod, my eyes drowsy. Jungkook's knee begins to rub my clit slowly, creating some friction. But not enough.

I begin to grind onto his knee as he lets out a laugh.

"This is what you wanted? Hm?" He lightly slaps my cheek. I nod my head repeatedly. I let out a shaking breath, fastening my pace on his knee.

"Yeah, go on, get yourself off on my knee like the slut you are" his fingers caress my collarbones, slowly gliding them down the small dip of my top to highlight my breasts, his fingers now disappearing in between them. His eyes were filled were lust, tongue poking his cheek, his fingers hook onto the top of my dress before pulling down enough to expose my breasts. I swear I saw his eyes sparkle for a good two seconds. That just made me wetter.

Unknowingly, a moan slip past my lip as I find myself reaching my high. This was so fucking embarrassing in a way, cumming from just grinding on his knee. But it didn't matter, it was him.

"Aah, ah!" I rub my clit over my panties a few several times, finally feeling myself release. It felt like a sticky mess down there. My chest rises up and down as I let out a few breaths out. Shit, I just came. Suddenly, I feel the embarrassment kicking in. My face flushed in red, I try to look away to avoid the gaze of the man whom I just got off of.

"Too embarrassed now? Look at yourself, baby, you're fucking worn out from just my knee" He laughs. It almost feels mocking.

Jungkook's hands glide up my thighs, hooking onto the bottom lace of my dress as he lifts it upto my waist. Right now, my mini dress was just hiked up to my waist from both ends, leaving me almost completely naked.

The smirk in his face never disappears as Jungkook gets down on his knees. His eyes fixed on my wet clothing. Hands now on the waistband of the lace material, he pulls them down upto my knees. My bare pussy all wet and out for him, Jungkook wastes absolutely no time before diving in with a long stripe.

Fuck, finally.

My back arches, hand immediately flying to grip onto his long hair. His tongue licks my bud in a circular motion, then up and down my folds. I feel him place a few kisses all over, making me even wetter. Jungkook releases a breath, then a small hum and he dives back into my pussy. His eyes were closed, displaying his pretty lashes, his mouth skillfully working down there. I moan out his name, thrusting my hips forwards onto his feet. Jungkook groans into my pussy, sending vibrations down me.

"F-fuck...so good! Baby, don't stop" My head was thrown back against his car, tits out, back arched, pussy getting eaten. It was quite the view. Not to mention, we were still at the car park. Anyone could run into us anytime.

Jungkook pulls away for a moment just to spit on my pussy, and before it could dribble down my legs, his tongue catches it as he licks his trail up, back to my clit before he circles my sensitive bud again. He rubs it in the form of an 8, his hand now in between my legs, middle finger rubbing my folds. I feel and hear him hum once again, right before his finger enters me slowly, making me let out a gasp.

I quickly cover my mouth with my hands, lowering my head down to look at the man in between my legs, eating me out and fingering me so good.

I feel his big arms on my thighs, nails digging right into the flesh as they part out my legs even more. Jungkook raises his head up to look at me, letting me get a clear sight of his face fully covered in my slick as his tongue and fingers continue to work on me so good.

His teeth suddenly tug onto my bud, pulling it a bit before releasing it. Shit, he's driving me crazy.

I roll my eyes back, back arching even more. A long whine escapes my mouth as I look down at Jungkook who was now sucking hickeys onto my thighs while his fingers worked on me.

Fuck, I wish I could have him in between my legs like this every single day.

A few seconds later, a gasp leaves my mouth along with a series of whines and moans. Shit, I really was a mess. I was cumming, again, this time all over his mouth and chin. Some even dripped down to the floor and onto his tank top. I stared down at him. I couldn't help but think of how fucking hot he looked like this. Hair messed up, face flushed red and my juices all over him.

"Jungkook, so good..." My chest was rising up and down trying to catch my breath, but I could feel Jungkook's gaze fixed on nothing but my breasts. Next thing, he stands up, his hand digging inside his front pocket to pull out his car key. Impatiently, he unlocks the car.

"Get in the car, baby"

I don't bother replying, already knowing what's happening. A small giggle slips past my lips as I open the car door, stepping inside. I make sure he gets a full view of my ass out in the air and legs spread. In return, I get a spank on my right cheek and a laugh.

I laugh back, making myself comfortable as I just lay there, ass up face down at the back of the car. I didn't need him to tell me twice.

"You know me so well, Y/n." His hand leaves another spank on my right cheek. I hear him get in the car, then close the door. Thankfully, the car was big enough for the both of us to be moving like this.

Jungkook takes in the sight in front of him, his hands palming my cheeks. He then spreads them apart, spitting right in between. He groans as he watches it dribble down my cheeks. His fingers come in contact with my pussy, spreading my juices around so good. I let out small moans, feeling my body relax.

Jungkook's fingers leave a small pat on it before retrieving his fingers back. Right after, I hear the sound of his belt getting removed. The thought of dick inside me itself could make me cum just now. I was so so ready to cum, for the third round.

I turn my head around took at him as he pulls down his pants, then his boxers, and finally releasing his dick out. And god, was he big. He pulls it out then gives it a few pumps. I wiggle my ass, running out of patience.

"Jungkook, I want you inside me now. Please." I emphasise on the 'now'.

"Alright, baby. Anything for you" his lips leave a small kiss on my asscheek. My breathing halts for a second at the feeling of the tip of his dick rubbing against my folds, so teasingly slow.

"Mm, I'll go crazy..." I feel my eyes getting drowsy at the feeling.

"Me too, sweetheart, me too." His other hand glides up my back, caressing it gently. Jungkook pushes in his tip, just a little, making me let out a long whine. He's teasing me!

"Fuck you! Just fuck me! Please!" I almost let out a cry.

Jungkook mocks me once again with a laugh, his tip now a little bit more in. Fuck, why's he doing this. I groan, thinking of taking things into my own matter. My eyes roll back as I bounce back on his dick.

"Shit!" He was now fully inside me, and I couldn't name a better feeling. I grip onto the leather of the seat, slowly gliding myself up and down his dick. Shit, he was so perfect.

"Mmm, so fucking desperate for this dick? That's what you are now?" His palms lay flat on my ass cheeks, supporting me as I bounce backwards on his dick. I nod my head repeatedly as an answer, shouting out small yesses.

My moans and Jungkook's low groans were all we could hear, and the faint sound of his dick going in and out of my heat.

A few more thrusts later, I feel myself getting tired.

"Fuck..." a groan leaves my mouth, my body instantly falling down to the seat. Sex is a whole workout.

"Tired already?" His fingers brush away a few strands of my hair that's sticked to my forehead. I nod, finding myself relaxing to his touch.

Jungkook's smirk grows wider, he flips me onto my back, his body now hovering over me. He looked so majestic, tall and beautiful. My eyes travel from his broad muscular shoulders, down to his arms — big, tattooed and veins popping out —, his sharp v-line, then upwards to his abs glistening with sweat. Eyes traveling lower, I take the image of his dick in, standing tall and proud. Fuck, I think I got wetter.

Unknowingly, my lips part and a small whimper goes out. Jungkook raises an eyebrow, that smug look on his face never leaving.

I know I'm boosting his ego so much right now, for sure.

Jungkook grabs my hand, starting to trail kisses slowly from my fingers to my arm. He kisses my arm, then along my shoulder blade, his other hand pulling my thighs apart. My mouth leaving out a few whimpers, I play with my breasts at the sight of his hand now pumping his dick again. One last tug on my nipple, Jungkook thrusts his dick inside me again, both of us letting out gasps.

He starts to thrust in and out, slowly. I whine loudly, eyes closed and lips apart.

"Baby, fuck— you're so wet!" Jungkook breathes out, fastening his pace. I was so wet that we could hear the sound of it. I bite my lower lip, both hands gripping onto his shoulders. His pace increases more and more, same way my nails dig deep into his shoulders. I know for fact that he'll see nail marks all over his skin next morning. His hips crash into mine repeatedly, balls slapping against my ass cheeks. Fuck, is there anything better than this?

"Jungkook, you're so good, you're making me feel so good~" I moan out, gasping and grunting in the middle. His head bops repeatedly, eyebrows raised, face filled with pleasure.

A few more powerful thrusts later, I feel my high reaching. "Shit, I'm gonna cum" I shout, his thumb on my clit, rubbing fast — adding some extra friction. "Fuck, you're gonna cream my dick nice? Yeah?" He lands a few spanks on my ass, never slowing down his pace. Jungkook's eyes glue onto my tits as they bounce up and down due to his fast pace. I clench around him, his low groans and grunts being his respond as my clenching never stops.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck—" a series of curses leave my lips, eyes rolling back I feel myself orgasm all over him. My cum leaks out, making a mess when his hips clash with ass repeatedly. We were so sticky and sweaty. The smell of sex was taking over.

Jungkook arches his neck back, thrusting in a few times more before he pulls out, tip leaking with cum. He jerks himself off onto my stomach, a bit landing on my tits even. His cum spurts out, cum all over my upper body.

He sighs, his chest rising up and down, same as me. I mewl, eyes closed as I try to catch my breath.

"Fuuuuck," Jungkook groans, "that was hot." I laugh a little at his comment, lightly nodding my head.

He smiles at me before reaching his arm out to the front of the car, then grabbing a pack of tissues. Jungkook returns, pulling out a few tissues and then wiping my chest with it. Then down there as well, I relax at the feeling.

He then throws the dirty tissue away, locking eyes with me.

I crawl onto his lap, my arms engulfing his neck. Jungkook hums, wrapping his arms around my waist. My head on his bare chest, I relax to his little caresses. If only we could lay like this forever. There was a small silence between us. I could tell that we both were thinking about what I had said before, right before we started get all over eachother.

"Jungkook." I decide to break the silence.

"Yeah?" He answers immediately.

"I'm sorry."

"Me too."

I pull away to look at him, his big eyes already looking at me.

"I'm sorry for making you jealous with Taehyung. I shouldn't have done that." I admit.

"And I'm sorry for going out with Aeri before. I should've told you, baby, fuck, but I promise we didn't do anything."

He says, sincerely.

"Okay." I nod.

"Can we—can we please get back together?"

"We never broke up. You just stormed out mad." He says.

I press my lips tightly, feeling guilty.

"Jungkook", I press the side of my cheek onto his chest again.

"Do you still love me?"

He cracks a small laugh, "Baby, what are you asking? I've always loved you."

"I think we have issues." The words leave in a small, almost inaudible voice. I don't want to admit to it.

"We always fight, breakup, then we make eachother jealous, then we make love, then we make up—then it repeats." I murmer.

Jungkook sighs, I could tell he was admitting to what I was saying.

"Give us one more chance, baby. Let's work this out. I promise you this time. I'll be everything you need."

"You're already everything I need." I whisper.

"I love you, Y/n"

"I love you more, Jungkook"

#jungkook fanfic #smut #jungkook #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #bts smut #jungkook smut #jungkook x you #fanfic #fanfiction #angst #jungkook x oc

[hyun-xxe]

You're Mine, Silly! (PART 2)

summary: He was once your Bias of your favorite Kpop group, BTS. However, seeing his true colors made you rethink everything you ever thought of him. Who truly is Jungkook?

Warnings: non-con touching, non-con kissing, kidnapping, drugging, forceful grabbing, non-con sex, smut

Part 2!

*sorry for any spelling errors!*

Yandere!Jeong Jungook x F!reader

You didn't want to meet up with Jungkook, it was the last thing on your plate. However, you knew the power he held and how he could make your life a living hell.

After receiving his text about where to meet him, you texted your boyfriend everything that happened to update him about the situation.

Your heart broke seeing his messages and how sad he was, Elijah didn't deserve this and neither did you.

Jungkook: make sure to dress nicely, ok? i want to see my love looking her best!

You sighed as you slipped on your pink floral dress, the cotton material hugging your chest and body nicely. Not only that, you also made sure to place your phone on voice message so you could use anything against him if the worst happens.

After seeing you were ready, you drove over to the newly opened cafe that everyone was currently obsessed with. It scared you knowing that the place was most likely going to be packed with customers and some might be fans of the group.

You texted Jungkook, letting him know you were there. When he told you he was inside, you grabbed your purse and walked through the doors only to be shocked at the scene.

He wasn't wearing any disguise or hat like he promised, he was just out in the open, smiling at fans and even signing one paper from a fan. It made you freeze in your step. He set this all up and there is nothing you could do about this.

His eyes met your figure and he stood up, pushing some of of the people out of the way. Once he met you, he gave you a kiss on your cheek before directing you to sit down in his booth.

All the fans around him smiled and giggled, ogling about how cute you two were. A big part of you wanted to scream that he was a crazy man and that you two weren't even dating, but you knew you would be the one looking crazy.

"How are you my love?" he asks, giving you a big smile.

If none of this were to happen, you would've fallen for that smile and gushed about how innocent he is.

"I-I'm doing good. I thought this was going to be a private dinner?" you whispered, looking around and making sure no one was listening. Luckily his bodyguards were sitting in the booth behind you guys so you had freewill to talk a little louder.

"Oh, I don't recall saying it was going to be private darling. What made you think that?" he chuckled, picking up his menu, "What do you want?"

Was this man serious? You thought to yourself. It pissed you off how condescending he was being and made you feel stupid.

"Jungkook, you know why I am here in the first place. Besides, you promised you would wear a disguise!" you hissed, giving him a glare.

He gives you a sad look and sighs loudly, loud enough for some nearby to hear. "I-I'm sorry Y/N! I didn't mean to surprise you like this! I just wanted the be-best for my love!" he looked down at his hands, playing with them.

You saw the others give him a look of sympathy all while giving you a tiny dirty look. He was playing his cards.

"No, don't say that honey," you grabbed his hand softly, making you cringe inside, "I just had a tired day at the office and I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

Jungkook gives you a smirk, earning his respect just a little for also playing this game. But he knew he could do better.

Taking his hand out of yours, he placed both on each side of your face and pulled you in, giving you a almost sweet kiss, but you knew that this kiss also had a warning to it.

After he released you, he held your hand again, preventing you from wiping it off in a subtle way.

"Are we going to talk about this whole thing?" You ask, glaring at him, "I want to go back to how things were."

He pretends to ignore you as he picks up his menu with his free hand, scanning through the options, "They have a blueberry muffin, you want to try that?" he asks.

You grit your teeth at his reaction, "Jungkook, I'm talking to you. You had the fucking audacity to kiss me without my permission and now you're ignoring me."

"What is there to talk about?" he questions, "We are on a date, lets just enjoy it."

He was getting crazier and crazier each time he opened his mouth. This man truly believed that based off your five minute convseration with him that night, that both of you were together and happy.

"This is NOT a date! This is to put those rumors aside and get back to my life with my loving boyfriend. Now, if you have nothing to say, I am going to leave."

He chuckles and shakes his head, "You really think I'll let you go this easy?" he lowers his head a bit, "You're fucking stupid if you think you can just walk out of here. Did you forget the power I have? Do you really want to test it?"

The threat sounded fake and real at the same time. You didn't know if he was truly insane enough to pull a stunt like that, but knowing him and how hes acting, you knew better than to test his patience.

"Why me, of all people? Isn't there much better girls out there?"

He gives you a soft look and you could've sworn you saw the normal side of him.

"There is just something about you that caught my attention. I just couldn't stop thinking about you and knew I ahd to make you mine," he leans in closer to you, "This hold you have on me is making me crazy. If i could, right now I would bend you down and fuck you right here, showing everyone you're mine."

Your eyes widened and your face became hot. Did he seriously just say that?

"Oh, that idea made you blush huh." he smirks.

You shake your head, "No, it didn't! Jungkook, I have a boyfriend. Just because you found me attractive and fell for me, doesn't give you the right to pull this shit."

Your response made him go quiet for a minute as he seemed to be in deep thought. Did it really work? could that wake him up?

He stood up and held out his hand to you, "Come on love, lets get out of here."

You were so confused by his actions and looked around to see everyone looking with their phones out.

"What are you talking about?" you asked, not taking his hand yet.

He smiled and grabbed your hand by force, "I wanna show you something!" he hoist you up from your seat and leads you outside to a black van where the windows were shut closed with curtains.

"W-wait!" you say, trying your best to pull back, "I have my own car, I'll meet you there, I promise!"

Jungkook shakes his head, "No, there is no need. Give your keys to my guys and they'll take it for you."

You looked at him as if he was crazy, which he was, "No, are you kidding me? Thats my car!"

He steps close to you and whispers in your ear, "Do you really want to act like a brat with others looking right now?"

Knowing he was right that others were watching and recording, you gave your keys to his guys and got inside the van with him.

As you entered, you looked aorund and noticed the black interior. The curtains were enclosing the back to the front and it made you scared about the ideas this crazy man had in mind.

"Where are we going?" you asked, trying to keep your voice calm.

"You'll see." he says and starts the car, driving to god knows where.

It took about 15 minutes to make it to the destination and as you looked out, your heart dropped. It wasa secluded area where the trees were tall enough to block out the sun that was out. It was obvious you were in the woods but you couldn't tell how deep since this entire way you were just lost in thought on how to escape.

"Uhm, what are we doing here?" you asked, giving him a nervous smile.

He turns to you and unbuckles your seat belt, "Come on, lets go back there."

You turn to open the door and run out, but he locked it just in time.

"do you think I'm that stupid without taking into account that you could easily escape?" he laughs, "How cute."

"W-what if you try and kill me?! I don't want to be near you!" you screamed, banging on the window, hoping there was someone outside that could hear you.

"Y/N, I would never hurt you like that, I love you too much to even think of that. come on, lets just go back there."

As you two finally make it to the back, you tried your best to pull on the handles of the doors, hoping it would open. You don't know what plans he has, but you sure as hell weren't going to stay and find out.

"If you fucking touch me, I'll do everything I can to scratch and bite." you warned him, pointing your finger at him.

He just smiled and moved closer to you, "You threatening me turns me on just a bit." his voices darkens. "Please, continue your threat."

You found him sick and scooted farther away, but as your back hit the door you knew there wasn't enough space between you.

"Please, Jungkook, lets not do this. Just let me go, I promise I won't tell anyone about this."

He stares deep into your eyes and smiles, "Are you kidding me? I will never let you go, you're the best thing that has happened to me." He reaches his thumb out and brushes against your lips, playing with them.

You pulled your head back, pushing his thumb away. "Don't you touch me! Don't think I won't hurt you!"

Jungkook takes a step back, "fine, whatever you say princess. I won't touch you."

You thought of plans to escape and were to lost in thought that you didn't notice how hot it became. The windows felt cool and so did the seat, so why did you feel like you were burning up.

fanning yourself and looking around, you tried getting cool air to hit you, but even if it did, the feeling would go away after a second. "Why is it so hot in here?" you asked, looking at Jungkook who seems to be perfectly fine.

"What are you talking about?"

You ignored him and tried sitting up, flipping your dress up to fan your stomach and legs. When your hand accidentally brushed your breast, you flinched back. It felt so sensitive.

Suddenly, your core felt wet and when you sat up more, the friction of it hitting the seat made you bite back a moan. It felt so good, and yet so sensitive.

You needed to feel it more, so you did it again and this time, a string of moans left you.

Jungkook looked over your way with his eyebrows raised, "Is everything good there?" he asked, smirking at the scene.

Trying your best to act normal, you nodded your head. Every place of you ached and you needed to be touched. "What is happening to me? Why am I acting like this?" you bite out, squeezing your eyes shut.

He moved closer to you, his had gracing over your breast, drawing out more moans from you.

It felt amazing.

"Did that feel good?" he questions in a lower voice.

You nodded your head, still refusing to open your eyes.

"Want me to do it again?"

you shake your head, remembering Elijah and how devestated he would be if he found out about this. He was already hurt by everything, why would u hurt him again?

"G-get away from me, now!" you yell, looking the other way.

Jungkook chuckles and moves closer, his body trapping you. His lips ghost your neck as he licked up to your chin. You tasted amazing. "We both know you need this, why fight it?"

his had went to your boob as he played with it all while sucking on your neck and chin. Everything felt amazing and you couldn't find it in you to tell him to stop.

A moan left you as he turned your body to him.

He kissed up to your mouth and looked deep into your eyes, "You want this, right?"

You shook your head, "E-Elija- nngh!" he kissed you with passion, cutting off your sentence.

His hands started to roam dangerously low to your area and it felt too good to stop him. You didn't want it, you wanted to fight him off, but you couldn't.

Jungkook's fingers touched your clit and started to rub circles, feeling the wetness through your panties.

"You say no but your body says differently."

He stops kissing you and lowers his head to your core, removing your panties down to your ankle and staring at your glory.

It looked delicous and he wanted to taste every part of you.

Diving his head in, he starts to lick around, and once he heard you moan loudly from his tongue swirling your bud, he continued to do so at that pace, sometimes going faster and rough.

"P-please st- nnghh! Mhmmm~" you lewed out, heading thrown back as you felt your legs become weak from the sensation. You felt a knot in your stomach and felt yourself needing to release.

"S-so close!" you yell, moans leaving your lips.

You were so close, but he stopped. Why did he stop.

Looking down, you notice the smirk on his face. "You told me to stop, so I'll listen to your wishes." he wipes your juice off his face and was about to stand up, but you pushed him back down.

"Please, Jungkook! Please, pleasure me and take me." you plead, wanting to feel that rush again.

He smiles and raises an eyebrow, "But, who do you belong to?"

Everything about Elijah left your mind as you felt him near your core. "You, I belong to you!"

Thats all he needed to hear as he dove back in, licking and slurping up all your juices. As he was doing so, he entered two fingers into your pussy, feeling you tighten around his fingers. He needed to be inside you.

When you released all over his face, he made sure to lick it all up. It felt like heaven to him seeing your face and how good he knew you felt.

He quickly unbuckled his pants and drew out his hardened member, picking you up from the seat and onto the floor, he crawled ontop of you and gave you sweet kisses.

"I've always wanted this." he whispers before shoving his dick inside, feeling your pussy tighten around his member gave him the euphoria he never knew he needed or could experience.

He brutally kept his pace fast and strong, hearing you moan out his name and claw his back knowing it would leave marks on him and it excited him more, it would leave your marks.

As he kept slamming in you, he gave you kisses everywhere and made sure to whisper sweet nothings in your ear. He loved how you reciprocated things back and soon, you came all over again.

He was so close to he held you close as he finally released inside of you, white strings coating your walls.

Jungkook laid on top of you, after that, still leaving small kisses on you. He made sure to keep his dick in you so his cum could stay there, hoping that soon maybe, he could be apart of your forever.

As things died down, everything crashed on you. The betrayal that you knew Elijah was going to feel, Jungkook taking advantage and having his way with you.

All of this made you gasp. You haven't taken your pills in months and you didn't wear protection.

Jungkook looked up and smiled, "I'm never letting you go, I love you too much."

#yandere jungkook #BTS #jungkook #smut #kpop #yandere #kpop idol #female reader

[whyse7vn]

BLOOD SISTERS -

[ot7 x reader]

3D?????????

8 participants - 8 online

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hobi: i heard vogue paid jungkook in cheese

namjoon: what?

jk: yes

namjoon: WHAT???

jimin: you did a shoot for vogue and got paid in cheese?????

yoongi: is that legal?

tae: are u a rat?

jin: i know a rat…

tae: YOU SHUT UR MOUTH

jk: i like cheese

y/n: put his vouge money in a savings account don’t worry

jimin: you robbed jungkook???

y/n: can you read??

it’s in a savings account

jimin: ur savings account?

y/n: no

jk: i got cheese

y/n: i gave him the cheese

namjoon: jungkook are you ok with her doing that?

jk: yes

i got cheese

y/n: SEE HES OK WITH IT STOP TRYING TO MAKE THE VILLAN HERE!

hobi: why did you do that tho?

y/n: are we forgetting that jungkook literally spent like 500k on a framed picture of the avengers

tae: that picture was cool asf who was the artist?

jk: google

tae: what?

jk: google

tae: oh

y/n: see

yoongi: yikes

jimin: was the cheese good?

jk: yes

i miss it

wish i could have more

🥺

y/n: i am not giving you more cheese

jin: didn’t he say he was lactose intolerant?

jk: i’m so upset rn

hobi: anyway ur vogue pictures were cool

jk: ok

can i have cheese

y/n: say thank you to hobi

jk: thank u to hobi

yoongi: is he high?

y/n: extremely

tae: WITHOUT ME?????

FAKE LOVE FAKE WORLD

jin: playing with my clit rn

y/n: what the actual fuck

namjoon: what possessed you to say that

jk: YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

JIN A GIRL???????????????

jin: was that not relatable to you y/n?

don’t you feel comfortable?

y/n: no wtf???

i’m extremely uncomfortable rn

jin: ok kill yourself then

read a weverse comment that said you probably feel so uncomfortable and can’t relate to anyone cuz ur surrounded by men all the time

tried to help you

that is the last nice thing i do for you

jimin: wow i never thought about that

let’s all see how far we can squirt guys come on for y/n ❤️

yoongi: can you stop

jk: i’m gonna win

y/n: u all make me want to throw up

tae: no cuz let’s have a period together #bloodsisters

namjoon: that is not how it works

hobi: i’m bleeding real bad rn >.<

jimin: super slay!!!

yoongi: super slay?

tae: slay my pussy ong

y/n: ENOUGH

tae: i love being a woman

jk: i want to seduce the king

jin: you can’t

i’m not into u at all

jk: ur no king of mine

tae: jungkook can you come over please i’m lonely

jimin: is this how you text your hoes?

tae: no only my bros 🫶🏻🥺

jk: i can’t tae :(

tae: why wtf

jk: too much cheese

tae: ?

jk: i can’t move

yoongi: pretty sure that’s the weed

jin: or maybe he’s shitting himself

cheese does that

not speaking from experience btw

jk: no

y/n: so how is everyone today?

jimin: don’t talk to me

tae: i’m still bleeding

jk: sometimes i imagine i’m a tiny little elf that works in the back of a coal mine just mining away but the coal mine is actually yoongi’s head an i’m inside it mining him new knowledge he can learn and after i mine the knowledge i give it to the other elves and they give it to the brain

hobi: are tiny and little not the same thing you did not need to use both those words

jk: soz

yoongi: why me

leave me alone

namjoon: i could be better tbh y/n

jimin: can we talk about how jungkooks new song

jk: do you like it?

namjoon: it’s not out yet

jk: do you like it?

namjoon: it is not out yet jungkook

jk: is it good?

jin: ur a slut

dare i say whore

jk: don’t dare

y/n: double dare

tae: i double dare you to come to my house

jk: :0

jin: like guys do you understand like jungook is a whore

A WHORE

yoongi: ok

jin: I CANT TAKE IT LIKE YOU WANT TO SEE WHAT IN 3D???

WHAT IN MOTION???

UR SICK UR NOT RIGHT AT ALL

STOP IT

STOP IT NOW

y/n: it’s okay

jin: ITS NOT

jk: who is 3d

tae: the jack harlow feature is crazy tho

yoongi: it’s really not

stop putting white men the world doesn’t care about anymore on your songs

hobi: spilled

jk: i’m not white

do people think i’m white

do they not care for me due to my whiteness

am i white?

??????????

oh my god i’m white

namjoon: you are not white

jk: namjoon said i’m not white

tae: namjoon is your white father

jk: OHMYGOD

jimin: what inspired 3d jungkook?

jk: y/n 🥰💜💗💗🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

y/n: ????????????????????

jimin: LMAOAOSOOOOOOOOOOO

hobi: oh wow

yoongi: what

namjoon: okay!

jin: IM GONNA KILL MYSELF UR SICK

tae: wow i didn’t know you got down like that kookie

#respect

yoongi: did you just say #respect

tae: yeah?

u wish you could right a sex song about my amazing beautiful girl like jungkook did

fucking mad loser bitch

hobi: *write

tae: wait

??

something is not right there

🤨

idk what it is

but i know it’s not right

hobi: maybe it’s because you used rigjt instead of write

tae: maybe

namjoon: ur so fucking stupid it hurts

tae: or maybe not

jk: what is going on

jin: THATS WHAT IM SAYING

YOUVE CHANGED JK YOUVE CHANGED AND I FEAR ITS FOR THE WORST

jk: i was talking about the aliens

idk what ur saying to me right now

y/n: WHY IS IT ABOUT ME??

hobi: clearly he kisses and tells

y/n: THERE IS NOTHING TO TELL

yoongi: clearly there is

wrote a whole song about it

jimin: at least you know you got good pussy!!

tae: me 2!

namjoon: can we not

tae: we can

im in my girl era

feminism in my boobs blood in my vagina

hobi: you take things too far..

tae: ok but it’s natural??

fucking men man i can’t do this y/n are you with me baby

y/n: stop talking for 5 minutes omg

tae: okay!

jk: do the aliens have drivers licenses

jimin: when’s the last time you fucked be honest

namjoon: why are you so invested in her sex life it’s real concerning

jimin: cuz it’s interesting????

like live a little joon jeez

y/n: WE HAVENT FUCKED IN LIKE

yoongi: like?

hobi: like

jin: you turned him into a whore i know it was you

jimin: see mr kim namjoon

interesting

namjoon: ur just starting unwanted issues

jimin: IN LIKE???

come on spit it out we don’t have all day

y/n: i don’t have to answer that

yoongi: shocker

y/n: excuse me??

jimin: YIKESSSSSSSSSSSS

hobi: i can’t look

tae: wait she’s fr fucking jungkook no joke this is fr?

thought this was a joke the whole time

are we all on the same page rn???

jk: i think if we think about it we are the aliens to the aliens so if you think about it do we have drivers licenses?

namjoon: it’s like we run in circles every single day

yoongi: nothing

just know why you’ve been ignoring me for the last month now lol

hobi: he added the lol

wow he’s pissed

jimin: INSANE

jin: YOUVE BEEN FUCKING JUNGKOOK THIS WHOLE MONTH UR NASTY LEAVE HIM ALONE LEAVE HIMMM

namjoon: i’m going to shoot you all

y/n: so it’s clearly not “nothing” yoongi

and in the gc are you fr?

yoongi: whatever

y/n: and i haven’t been ignoring you i’m talking you right now aren’t i?

yoongi: this is different

jimin: he’s basically saying you haven’t been fucking with him for a whole month cuz ur too busy with jungkook

hobi: maybe he’s having withdrawals

namjoon: i think she gets it

tae: can i fuck pls

y/n: ur being really childish rn yoongi

yoongi: that’s crazy cuz that’s how you like your men no?

hobi: WOWWWW

jimin: JUNGKOOK SHADE

jk: hiiiiii 🫶🏻🔥

y/n: and not that i need to tell you but i haven’t slept with ANYONE for like 2 months

i’ve been really busy filming and shit

fucking asshole

yoongi: oh

jin: wait no sex for 2 months that’s kinda insane icl 😭

jimin: YOONGI FUCKED UPPP TEAAA

hobi: pussywhipped 💀

tae: CAN I FUCK PLEASE

namjoon: enough sex talk please

before i grab a gun

tae: what type

ak?

glock?

shotgun???

yoongi: y/n

jk: why are we fighting??????

jin: don’t worry son

jk: papa 🥺

jin: no sorry i can’t actually claim you i’m over you being a whore i just remembered how fucking annoying you are yikes

am i the high one??

wow wtf was i stressing over

yoongi: y/n

jimin: me when i fuck up

hobi: yoongi the sad ant with the stick rn

jimin: HELPJSJDJDJXJ YOU RIGHT

“y/n….”

hobi: HEHEHEHEHE

*single tear rolls down cheek*

jimin: *screen fades to black*

hobi: LMAOOOOOO

jimin: STOPWOWOSOSSK

namjoon: guys

y/n: anyways

jimin: no because i stand with you feminist till i die

hobi: i’m such a feminist i enjoy looking at wonho as much as cows eat grass

and that’s like all the time

right?

jimin: right!!!!

jk: where is my papa

jin: ew

he’s so gross guys

y/n: don’t be mean he’s just under the influence!!

jin: of what? meth?

people high off weed are not freaks like him i’m telling you he does that hardcore shit just like joon

jk: papa joon

namjoon: stop

tae: i stabbed myself with a fork

pain is temporary

i needed it ❤️

namjoon: i need it

jin: ???

yoongi: i’m sorry

y/n: k

jimin: wow this is not awkward at all!

jk: i’m throwing up

jin: this is the 4th time this week

jk: papa

namjoon: how is he still alive

hobi: y/n feminist to feminist rn i say fuck yoongi and like come kiss me

yoongi: can you shut the fuck up

jk: i love you yoongi

yoongi: go away

jimin: can you guys not be boyfriends inlaw or something

yoongi: i’m going to punch you

jimin: ok i am going to stop talking now!

—

bonus:

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[cumsuga]

Wasted Times - A Valentine's Day Special

jungkook x fem!reader

genre: SMUT, fluff, angst, romance

warnings: Losing of virginities, Sweetboy!Jungook, fingering, Jungkook has a thigh kink lowkey, unprotected sex (Please be smart and be safe, use a condom), mentions of Plan B, choking, blood, I tried to make the first time fluffy

word count: 3k

18+(Minors DNI)

You set the last of your boxes in your dorm room. You look around the room triumphantly; you did it, you flew across the world to go to school, and thankfully you get to spend all four years here. You never thought you’d get accepted into Yonsei University because your extracurriculars were nothing extraordinary, just cheer and volleyball. Your dad was also so happy for you that he decided to pay your way through college only on the condition that you use your degree to find a job straight away after you graduate. Which you're okay with, it's the least you could do, considering.

As you're standing there taking in your victory, someone who you assume is your roommate comes in. She's gorgeous, almost too pretty to be an actual human. You're staring at her in bi-panic. 

"Hi, you're Y/N, right? We emailed about being roommates. It’s so nice to finally meet you!” She smiles brightly at you. She’s radiant and so damn attractive.

“Oh, yeah, Momo, right? Do you need help moving anything in?” She shakes her head and tells you her parents paid for the movers. 

“So we didn't really get to discuss a whole lot in email, but tell me more about yourself, Y/N” she plops herself on your bed, looking exhausted from doing nothing, but again she’s so pretty you’re absolutely distracted.

She props herself up on her elbows to look at you, “Oh well, uh, I just moved here from Y/C, and I’m double majoring in Korean and Business Administration, with a minor in Music Composition. What about you?” you unpack a box, and start setting up your side of the room.

“I’m Momo Hirai, obvi. I’m 19 and from Japan. My major is also Business Admin. I’m also in dance. Part of my scholarship is for dance, btw. OH! On the way up here, I heard there is going to be a huge party to welcome the frosh class. It’s two weeks after syllabus week. We should go.” You look at her with wide eyes. You’re not a huge partier, never having good experiences during high school. 

Honestly, high school was hell for you. It didn’t matter how affluent your family was; you being the ‘weird’ girl that liked anime and manga always made you the butt of everyone's joke, not to mention that you didn't really grow into your body until senior year. Then, everyone wanted you, but by then, you were over the high school bullshit and ready to go to college. So now here you are, and hopefully, things are different here.

“Well, I’m not much of a partier, but I’ll give it a chance, I guess.” You smile at her, setting your laptop on your desk. She's clapping her hands in excitement. 

Syllabus week flies by, and you’ve spotted a couple of cuties in your statistics class. One stood out more than the others. A few times, you caught him staring at you when you went to talk to your professor about assignments. His big doe-like eyes, so pretty and gentle looking, you decide to get his number. You walk up to him after class, trying to muster all the courage you need to talk to him.

You tap him on the shoulder, and the minute he turns around, your mind goes blank, “Hi, uh….” He's giving you an empathetic look but is smiling, waiting for you to say something, but you don't. The silence is getting awkward. So he speaks up.

“Hi, I’m Jungkook. I’ve seen you around. What's your name?” We cocks his head to meet your eyes that have been staring at his shoes since he started talking.

“I— I’m Y/N. I’m sorry, I’ve never really talked to a guy. before..” Your cheeks are the deepest shade of red. Who did you think you were? You tried to hype yourself up but failed miserably, and now you’re embarrassed.

“You’re so cute.” He chuckles sweetly, “You don’t have to be embarrassed or shy. I don’t bite.” 

You smile at him, finally making eye contact, “I was going to ask for your number. You’re kind of handsome, so I got flustered.” You're fidgeting absent mindedly.

“Making the first move, my kinda girl. Of course, I’ll give you my number. It's 82XXXXXXXXXX. I have to go now but text me. Maybe we can go on a date or something. Bye, Y/N” He smiles and then exits the classroom. 

Over the next few days, you and Jungkook text all day and all night, even falling asleep on facetime with each other. You like him a lot, so you ask him to accompany you to the ‘Frosh Fest.’ From what he says, it’s a week of partying and drinking; the college sponsors get everyone to mingle and unwind after the first couple of weeks on campus. The graduating class is the host and usually the one to plan the festival. You tell him you don’t drink much, so it’d be nice to have someone you could talk to there because Momo tells you her girlfriend is flying from Japan to see her, having taken a gap year to travel. 

The week of the festival comes. You and momo are in your dorm room getting ready when Jungkook calls, “Hi, I think I’m outside your room. Are you ready?”

You get giddy and immediately open the door, and there he is, the most beautiful man you’ve laid your eyes on. In all black, a myriad of tattoos peaking out of the cuff of his jacket. You’re also wearing all black, your luscious thighs peeking out of a black miniskirt. And you watch his eyes rake over you stopping on your thighs for a little longer than the rest of your body.

“God... you look… Magnificent.” He swallows thickly, mouth watering at the sight of you.

You spin in a circle pouting slightly. “Really? I don't think I care for the skirt. Come in, though. I think I might change.” He joins you and momo in the room before she tells you that her girlfriend is downstairs waiting for her, so she leaves.

You start going through all your skirts before deciding on a black Louis Vuitton wool mini skirt. “You mind if I change?” looking over at him, he’s blushing. Looking like a tomato, “You okay?”

“Uhm yeah, I’m fine. We’ve just never seen each other… naked.” He awkwardly adjusts on the bed, and you smile, throwing a pillow at him.

“You dork, I have shorts on under this.” Then a thought crosses your mind; maybe you want him to see you naked, be your first. Yeah, you know you’ve only known each other for a couple of weeks, but you feel comfortable with him. He’s never once pressured you for anything sexual, nor has he ever touched you before asking. He was a true gentleman, and you knew it.

“Unless you wanna see me naked..” You move to stand between his legs, “Is that what you want, Koo?” You gingerly slot your fingers through his hair, and he nods. “Take it off for me?” His fingertips ghost over your thigh, leaving burning goosebumps in their wake.

You shudder at his touch, every stroke going straight to your clit. His hands slip under your skirt to pull your safety shorts down. “First, let's get rid of these, yeah?” he squeezes your thigh, groaning at how soft the flesh is. "Where do you want me to touch you?"

You moan softly at the motion, “I… I don't know, Koo… anywhere.” he untucks your shirt from your skirt, splaying his hand across the pudge of your tummy.

“Here?” he asks, moving his hand to your breastbone, fingers fiddling with the front clasp of your bra. You nod sheepishly, cheeks and ears heating up. He hastily takes your shirt off and tosses it aside. “So pretty, always thought you were pretty. I couldn't stop staring at you when I first laid my eyes on you in class—imagining how you’d look on your knees in front of me, choking on my dick. I know you’d look so fucking beautiful blowing me.” you’re clenching around nothing, eyes glazed over in lust. Jungkook knows what he’s doing.

“Can I ask you something?” eyeing him lazily, ready for him to touch you for real.

“Anything, baby girl.” he leans in, leaving open-mouth kisses on your tummy. Looking up at you as he does.

You cringe at the initial contact of his mouth, legs starting to feel like they’re going to give out. “Are you a virgin?” he stops what he’s doing, bringing you back down from the cloud you were just on.

“I mean, I’ve had my dick sucked, but I’ve never been inside someone, so technically, yes. Are you?” You nod quickly, getting shy all over again. “That's fine with me, but I don't have condoms... So I was just–”

“I’m on the pill!” You blurt out. You don't want him to stop. You want to feel him. He makes you feel safe and protected.

His head snaps at you, and he chuckles softly, “Well. I’m clean, the campus does free STD screenings every other month, and I got checked about 2 months ago and haven't been with anyone since. So if you’re okay with it, I am too. We can buy Plan B in the morning.” You nod again. 

“O–okay.” You’re shy again, so he coos at you.

He pulls you to straddle him, “So funny, baby girl, you were the one to initiate, and now look at you, all shy and blushy.” He leans in to kiss you, your first kiss. You feel electricity light up your body and you hope he feels it too. 

You shift on his lap, accidentally creating friction for you both, causing you to moan into his mouth and for him to grip your ass. Fingernails leave crescents in your skin. “Stand up.” He moves you, and you stand. When you get up, his lips find yours helping you get undressed, and you do the same. When you're both in nothing but your underwear, he picks you up and gently lays you on the bed.

“Listen to me, okay? If you ever feel uncomfortable with anything, just tell me, and I’ll stop. Sex is supposed to be enjoyable for the both of us, and I don’t wanna do anything to hurt you.” he cups your cheek, looking into your eyes, looking for the slightest bit of doubt. When he doesn’t find it, he goes back to kissing you slowly, making your clit throb.

His hand plays with the little pink bow on the front of your panties, “Can I touch you?” You agree, and he slips his hand into your panties, fingers slipping quickly between your folds, “Fuck you’re soaked... That's so fucking hot. All I did was kiss you. Shit.” You snap your thighs together when he finds your clit. “You like that?”

“Yeah.. feels good..” you begin to squirm under his ministrations. He’s just watching you, the way soft moans leave your mouth, making him hard. 

“Can I put one in?” fingertip prodding the tight hole of your entrance. You nod feverishly, and he pushes one in slowly.

You groan at the feeling. Burning and slightly uncomfortable, but you know you'd have to get used to it. “You okay?” you feel his palm bump your clit, and you tell him you’re okay, that it just burns a little. “Well, baby, that's cause you’re so tight. I’m gonna wait for a little before I move my finger. Let me know when it stops burning, okay?”

You give him the go-ahead, and he begins to fuck his finger into you slowly while his thumb rubs lazy circles on your clit. You're squirming under him and moaning into his mouth while he kisses you. Eventually, he adds a second finger going a little harder this time, and you can feel this heaviness in the pit of your stomach. He hits a particular spot in you that causes the loudest moan to leave your mouth.

“Keep doing that. That's good. I like that. It feels so fucking good.” He keeps curling his fingers into you, beckoning your impending orgasm, and after a few minutes of him finger fucking you like that, your orgasm hits you. You bite him, moaning into the crook of his neck, legs shaking as you come down.

“You look so pretty when you cum. I could watch you do that forever.” He pulls his fingers out and pops them in his mouth, moaning at your taste. “I could also taste you forever.”

Your cheeks rose and you move your hand to touch his dick and squeeze it too hard, causing him to pull his hips away. “Too hard, baby, don’t squeeze too hard.” He guides you on how to touch him, and when you find a good rhythm, he's a moaning mess, lashes fluttering.

“Should we try it now?” You ask him, and he looks over to you, jaw slack from you, jerking him off. “I want to feel it inside me..” hiding your face in his chest, he moves to hover over you.

“Okay, I’m not going to lie to you. I might not last long.” He moves to look at what he's doing, and you watch as he lines himself up with your entrance. “You ready?”

You nod, and he struggles a little before finding your entrance and pushing himself in. Both of your moaning softly in unison. “Go slow... It burns a lot.” Unfortunately, Jungkook was girthy and long. The stretch was going burning regardless of how slow or fast he went. He bottoms out and stays there for a bit. His breath shaky in your ear.

“You’re clenching so hard. It feels too good. I’m trying so hard not to nut right now.” He licks and sucks on your neck to distract himself. “Good, I just know you got good pussy. Gonna make me fall in love with you.” Your heart flutters at his last words. No one has ever associated you and being in love together. You know it’s stupid, but you can’t help but fall for him.

You kiss him, which he takes as a sign to start moving inside you. He’s fucking you slowly, ensuring you feel all of him. He finds that kissing you distracts him from how wet and tight you are. You’re like his little slice of heaven right now, and he wants to savor the cake. At this point, he knows he's gonna have scratch marks all over his back with how much you’re clawing at him to keep him close.

“Yeah, that feels good. I like feeling you inside me.” You keen in his ear softly as he picks up his pace, watching your face contort in pleasure. You're so fucking hot to him, so sweet too. He likes you and thinks he’s dumb for the thought, but he could see himself with you forever. 

“You’re taking me so fucking well, baby girl. It’s like this pussy was made for me.” He’s thrusting into you like a wildman. The burning has been replaced by pure, 100% pleasure. He’s right. It’s like you were made for him. Immediately taking all of him with almost no problem. 

“Yeah, made for you... Only you. Ruin me, make me yours.” He stills inside you, looking at you in awe.

“You’re… You’re fucking nasty. Holy shit, you're so fucking hot. Can I choke you?” You nod, and he raises his hand to choke you, grip on your throat just enough to throw you right over the edge. Clenching around him like crazy, you feel him twitching inside you, his hips starting to thrust into you lazily. He thrusts into you a couple more times before he coats your walls in his seed. He collapses on you, both of you breathing heavily, lying there in silence.

“How was it?” You ask him, running your fingertips up and down the dip of his spine. He kisses your cleavage. You feel so blissful, and even if he doesn't respond, you think you could lay like this forever.

“It was good, like really good.” He sits up, and his lower half is coated in a mixture of cum and blood, and his eye widen. “Oh my god, are you okay? This is a lot of blood.”

You’re calm and collected, unlike him, “You broke my hymen, and I’m sure you ripped me a bit. I mean, your dick is big, and I’ve never had sex before. Don’t worry, I’m fine. Let's get cleaned up and head to the festival?” You move to stand, but your legs are wobbly, and your pussy is sore.

Nonetheless, Jungkook is super gentle in getting you all cleaned up, making sure to get the spots where the cum has dried up on you. You two eventually collected yourselves enough to get to the festival. You two have the best time, and you come out of your shell with him. Getting along with his friends and their girlfriend. 

After a month of dating, Jungkook asks you to be his girlfriend, and of course, you say yes. Junior year Jungkook asks you to move in with him as he will graduate soon, and he doesn't want your relationship to end over it. You tell him you can’t because while your dad adores him, he wants you to focus on school and graduate before moving in together. You assure him you'll go to see him every weekend you are free. Senior Year, the day after graduation, Jungkook asks again, and you agree because now you can be together freely. A year after moving in together, he proposes to you, stating he’s in love with you and wants to be with you forever, among other beautiful words. You turn him down, telling him you two are still too young to settle down, you being 21 and him being 23. You tell him you’re his, but you’re not ready for that kind of commitment yet, and woefully he accepts your rejection. After another year of living together, Jungkook starts his business, and you two buy a home together. You start at HYBE as an assistant, and things are so shitty you fall into some bad habits. But let’s see where life takes you.

AN: please send me your thoughts on this and the first two parts I need some constructive criticism if you have it, my inbox is open. thank you all for enjoying the first two. I'm having a lot of fun writing these!!!

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[i-am-baechu]

♬ Summary: Jungkook finally posting the note revealing his relationship with Y/N and being scared doesn’t describe how he or she feels 

♬ Pairing: Established relationship; Jungkook x reader 

♬ Rating: PG - 18

♬Genre: Established relationship, angst, little smut, and fluff

♬ Warnings: Swearing, coming out about their relationship, insecurities, and Jungook being the best 

♬ Part of, ‘ I fell In Love With A Girl Group Stan; The After Story

Authors note: the final drabble for the after story!! 💛💛💛

The couple sat in their living room with nervous looks. Today was the day that they announced their relationship well, Jungkook tells the world he has a girlfriend. Last night they spent hours on the note app together trying to figure out the words. The first note was too formal and didn’t sound like him and then the second one just said “I have a girlfriend, bye.” He really didn’t know how to do this nor did Y/N. After talking to each other they figured out how to do it and wrote the perfect note. 

Jungkook glanced at Y/N who was biting her lip, “Y/N, it will be okay.” 

She sighed and looked down at her fingers, “I-I’m scared...I’m not as beautiful as kpop idols and if people found out who I am, their going to say you deserve-” 

“Y/N, I don’t give a fuck what others say. You're going to be my wife someday, no one else can fill your spot.”

She looked up with wide eyes and gave him a small smile, “And you're going to be my husband. People can be mean...”

“Baby...” Jungkook stood up and sat next to her. He wrapped his arm over her shoulders and brought her into him. He kissed the top of her and then her cheek, “No matter what happens, I’ll always be with you. I don’t care what others say, I’m yours.” 

She kissed his shoulder and nodded her head, “Okay.” 

He took his phone out and glanced at Y/N, “You ready for this?” 

“I should be asking you that, baby. Everyone is going to pry in on you and it's going to be a hot topic in interviews.”

“Bighit is letting us write this on our own and they said they’ll take care of the rest. I’m sure everything is going to be fine. I don’t really talk about my life that much...it’s going to be okay.” 

She glanced down at his phone and then leaned forward placing a kiss on his cheek, “Whenever you're ready, baby...”

He took a deep breath and nodded his head. He signed into the group's Twitter with his hands shaking, “Fuck I’m so nervous.” 

“It’s going to be okay.” 

He nodded his head and kissed her forehead, “I love you.”

“I love you more.” 

He stared at the post button and took another deep breath. He then pressed it and tossed his phone on the couch like it was on fire. 

“Jungkook! Did you just throw your phone away!” 

“Yes, shit do you think I broke it?” 

She let out a small laugh and grabbed his phone and her eyes widened, “It already has 900k retweets...” 

His mouth dropped at this and stared at Y/N with wide eyes, “Damn...Is that a good thing?”

“Baby I-I don’t know.” 

He gently took the phone out of her hand and stared at the tweet with a small smile on his face, “At least they know I’m yours.” 

“Well, they don’t know it's me.” 

“Don’t ruin the moment.” 

He tossed his phone again and wrapped his arms around her waist making her sit on his lap. He smirked up at her and leaned down placing a kiss on her lips. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck as they deepened the kiss. His hands slowly moved down to her ass and he separated the cheeks and she moaned at the feeling. He let out a low chuckle and started moving her on top of him slowly, “Jung-Jungkook.” 

“Yes?”

“Not in the living room...Bam is sleeping.”

He rolled his eyes and glanced at his dog with an annoyed look, “Always cock blocking me.” 

“I-I told you no sex in the living room.” 

“Oh? What about the kitchen?”

“T-Take me to the bedroom.” 

He let out a laugh and picked her up bridal style, leaving his phone on the couch. As they made their way down the hall he brought her into another kiss and turned her head to deepen it. He kicked the door and she broke the kiss to send him a small glare, “What did I say about doing that?” 

“Don’t kick the door 'cause you might break it. Baby, I just wanted to-”

“No, don’t kick the door.”

He rolled his eyes and gently closed the door with his foot, making her smile. He tossed her on the bed and she let out a small laugh making Jungkook pout, “You're not supposed to laugh. This is supposed to be sexy.” 

“I’m sorry, I just like it when you toss me.” 

“I’ll remember that.” 

He quickly took off his shirt and she stared at him with a heated look. He looked at her with a small smirk, “You like what you see?”

“You already know that answer...”

He glanced down at her to take in how beautiful she was. She had one of his shirts on with just simple leggings and her hair was in a messy bun. She was truly the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. He loved her like the first flower that blooms in spring and how the stars brighten up the sky with the moon. They belonged together and nothing was going to change that. 

She tilted her head at him. “Are you okay, Kook?”

“Better than okay, I’m perfect.” 

She smiled at him and nodded her head gently, “This is perfect...I love you so much, Kook.”

“I love you so much Y/N...Now, is it okay if I rip your leggings?”

“JUNGKOOK!”

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[geekywritings]

JUNGKOOK X READER Part 1 - The most awkward meeting

I got myself a list of writing prompts that I just couldn’t resist. So enjoy Part 1 of a Jungkook x Rader Mini Series I’m planning. If you have prompts for Jungkook x Reader, Namjoon x Reader or Yoongi x Reader you want, send them over! :D

The prompt for this part is: “ They jump into your car breathlessly and tell you to keep driving.”

Damn, you hated red lights. Especially after work, when you just wanted to get home to your little flat and cats. But all the traffic lights of Seoul had somehow magically decided to stop you at every chance possible. 

You had currently stopped on your SIXTH one since you had left your job and were furiously drumming your fingernails against the wheel, before turning up the volume of the music you were listening to. It was just the right song to calm you down and so you started to sing along.

The last note ended on a scream however, when suddenly the door was pulled open and a stranger in a mask practically fell into the seat next to you. He was quick to pull the door shut behind himself and then breathed out a “GO!”.

In your panic, you just did as told, putting in the gear and starting the car as the traffic light changed to green. Just as you started moving, you saw a group of wildly screaming girls come to a hald where you had just been standing. You were tense, while the adrenaline started pumping like crazy in your body. Almost afraid to look at the stranger next to you, in case he took out a gun or something, you kept your eyes on the road, but still took a moment to lower the volume of the music. Now you could hear the stranger breathing heavily, suggesting that he must have been running.

“Thank you...”, he finally managed to say after a few minutes. “I don’t usually do that.”

“Do what?”, you asked, eyes still on the road, your body tense. 

“Jump into people’s cars. But I was desperate.” From the corner of your eye you could see him pulling down his mask and curiosity got the better of you. You turned your head and your jaw almost dropped. Next to you was one of the most handsome guys you had ever laid eyes on. There was also something really familiar about him, but you couldn’t exatcly put your finger on it.

“That’s assuring...”, you slolwy replied, eyes darting back to the road. Silence fell for a few moments, until you just had to ask. “Why were you running?”

Now it was his turn to look surprised, though you couldn’t tell why. “You don’t...oh... I was running from some crazy girls.”

Was that how popular guys were treated these days? Crazy world. Then again, he did look like a model or an idol, so some females were bound to lose their minds over him. 

“Can I drop you off somewhere?” All you wanted was to go home, really, but you could hardly just throw him out randomly or take him home. 

“Do you know where Big Hit Entertainment is?”

You shook your head. You had heard the name obviously, but didn’t know much more. 

“I’ll guide you.”

From then on, you just followed his instructions, navigating your car towards the fancy Gangnam-Gu district and feeling absolutely out of your element.

“Are you a trainee then?”, you asked, which earned you another confused look from your new passenger.

“You really have no idea who I am?”

Again you had to shake your head. “You do look kinda familiar, but...” You ended it with a shrug. As you stopped at yet another traffic light, he pointed towards a billboard on his side. You had to lean over a little to see it, but then your world turned upside down. It was a huge advertisement with seven handsome boys. BTS, it read, and in the center stood the very person currently in your car.

You froze up completely. “Hello?”, he called, waving his hand in front of you and then nodding towards the light that had turned green again. How long had you been out? Instantly you got the car going again, this time feeling even more nervous than when he had just gotten in.

How did one deal with an idol in their car?! 

“You really didn’t know.”, he said, suddenly sounding rather amused and giving you a cheeky grin.

“I don’t pay much attention to the k-pop world.”, you admitted. You had a busy job and your cats and yoga classes to fill your days and while you did enjoy music, you hardly thought about the artists.

He nodded in understanding and then turned to look at you properly for the first time. You could practically feel his stare and you wondered if you looked horrible. Working as a junior vet, you hardly wore fancy clothes, instead opting for white sneakers, jeans and a simple white shirt, with your hair pulled back. 

You reached the next traffic light, which couldn’t be anything other than red of course and you turned to look back at him, his smile only growing wider, making you feel even more self conscious. 

“I never had such an interesting ride back to the agency.”, he suddenly said. You raised your eyebrow at that. Interesting was a curious word to pick here. Awkward or surprising was more fitting in your opinion. 

“It’s certainly a first for me.”, you said.

“What? You don’t usually pick people up like that?”

For the first time your lips twitched upwards, a smile breaking through.

“No, usually such things only happen in dramas.”, you reminded him.

“Ah, so you don’t know K-Pop, but you know your dramas. Good to know.”

“Are you teasing me?”, you asked, slowly warming up in his presence, even though it was still awkward. 

“No, I would never.”, came the instant reply, but his cheeky grin said otherwise. 

“What’s your name?”, he suddenly asked.

“Why?” The question bubbled out of you before you could stop.

“It would be nice to thank my saviour properly.” 

You nodded and gave him your name, before concentrating on the road again. From the corner of your eye you could see him take out his phone, typing away.

“Do you have Kakao?”

Again a question you did not see coming and you had to concentrate extra hard on the road not to cause an accident.

“Yes...”, you started wearily and then slowly gave him your ID. Was this really happening? Was he adding you? A second later you could feel your phone vibrating in your pocket. OMG, he really might have! 

“I’d like to thank you properly, Y/N.”

“It’s no need. I’m glad I could help.”

You turned right, as he indicated to you, already absolutely lost. This was a part of town you never visited and the traffic was making you nervous. So many fine cars...

“My hyung’s would never let me live it down if I didn’t show my gatitude properly though.” 

When he spoke like that he sounded so young. Thinking back to what little you know of the group, you remembered that he was the youngest one. But his exact age? You really couldn’t recall. 

“You work as a vet?”

He must have been scrolling through some of your Kakao Story Posts, seeing as you sometimes posted pictures from work.

“Yes, I just started though after university.”

“You are my age.”

So that answered that question. But you were caught on something else.

“Are you stalking my profile right now?”

“No.” There was this incredibly charming cheeky grin of his again! No wonder he was an idol!

“You can just ask, you know? I’m sitting right here.”

For the first time he appeared shy though and put his phone away. “Maybe next time. The building up there is our destination.”, he finally said, puling the mask back over his handsome face. But even with his mouth covered, you could see the smile in his eyes, when you stopped the car.

“I’ll text you.”, he said and all you could do was nod. “I mean it.”, he added. “I might need another rescue. Or maybe a nice ride back to Big Hit.”

He was teasing you again, you realized, but somehow it made you smile widely. “I’m not a cab.”

“Of course not, Miss Junior Vet.” He got out of the car, but leaned inside once more. “Than you again, Y/N. Till next time.”

You followed him until his form disappeared inside the building, reality fully hitting you for the first time. You had just picked up an idol on your way home. A super hot idol. And he had talked to you. And added you on Kakao. AND promised to text you.

You shouldn’t get your hopes up about that last part, you knew, but still. Seeing as you were still parked outside of the building, you sneaked a look at your smartphone. Indeed, someone had added you on Kakao. But first, you needed to look something up. You googled BTS and instantly the search engine was flooded with information. Jeon Jungkook. That was the info you had been looking for, finally putting a name to the handsome face.

You would certainly not forget this day ever. But you had no idea that this was just the beginning...

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[darkestcorners]

darknets | 02 yandere!jungkook au

pairings: jungkook x reader (f)

genre: yandere

warnings: 18+, obsessive & unhealthy behavior, spying, non-consensual videotaping, tormenting, graphic violence,( TW; human trafficking, heavy themes, non-con touching/groping, S/A themes, ) blood and violent themes

word count: 13.1k

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summary: You should of known better than to chat with strangers online…

Parts: 01 / 02

You had been staring at the metal door for hours now, or at least that’s what you assumed. From what you could see, none of the monitors displayed the time. The scratch in your throat grew more irritating by the minute and you weren’t sure if you still were capable of speaking or if your vocal cords had been strained far too much.

Jungkook had been right, the yelling had done nothing but excite the viewers more.

It seemed to further excite him more as well.

The rope had bruised your skin causing it to become red and inflamed. It burned every time you would tug on it or even slightly moved it. So you had decided to not move your body at all. You lay limp on the cushion, your arms angled above your head. You had stopped crying a while ago, you didn’t even feel like you had it in you to continue anymore. All that was left was fear, so much fear. It was safe to say you had never imagined yourself being in this position, you had just seen it happen to others through a TV screen or laptop screen.

A laptop screen. The memory of that unfortunate and damned day came flooding back to you, the terrified face of that girl who’s fate you had followed so shortly afterwards. You wondered if it was life’s cruel way of punishing you for not taking what you had seen more seriously, for not doing anything. That thought only made you feel guilty and then bitter, why you would be punished for the wrongdoings of these criminals was beyond you. But life was indeed unfair like that, and just like that, you had become another statistic.

You could blame so many other things, your lack of awareness, your poor choice in friends. The list would be endless but at the end of the day, who would have seen this coming? The idea of someone so close to you, a simple college girl at that, would be involved in this. Whatever this was , was just simply unlikely and so terribly unfortunate.

The sound of metal screeching forced you out of your pathetic head. You craned your neck at the sight of Mina’s frame climbing down the metal steps. She turned to you, an unreadable look on her face as she carried something in her hands. Her cautious footsteps had you on edge, the uncontrollable anger returning to you in that second but you swallowed it down, settling for a sharp glare instead.

“I brought you some aspirin,” She says, eyes scanning over your less than flourishing state. “ For your head..”

You clench your fists, a scoff leaving your lips.

“How considerate of you, friend.” You bit out, unable to keep the burning feeling of betrayal at bay. You wanted nothing but to lunge at her.

Truthfully, you had forgotten about the blow to your head already but you could surely still feel the dried up blood that stuck around your neck.

Mina sighs, avoiding your glare as she begins to open the bottle.

“I already told you, I didn’t want to do this to you.” She pours a pill into her palm before kneeling down to meet you at an eye level.

“I had no choice, my cousin is…” She pauses, staring at you before she continues. “ He wouldn’t have taken my refusal to help him lightly.”

You wanted to smack her. How could she possibly think she had no other choice? Surely she could have done something, anything that would have avoided these events. She had been the one to knock you out cold to begin with, it was obvious that your so called friend had been more than compliant in this. Was she trying to fool you into pitying her? That by some miracle, if you did manage to escape, she wouldn’t be incriminated like her psychotic cousin? She was mistaken. You would make sure she would spend the last of her days rotting in a cell, one that would resemble the one you were in right now.

“What the hell are you talking about? You let him do this to me.” You attempted to raise your voice but it cracked, the new hoarseness of it forcing you to remain it at a low and even tone.

“I know, I know okay?” Mina’s face scrunched up in frustration. “ You just need to accommodate.”

You knitted your eyebrows at her choice of words. Accommodate? To being kidnapped? You were positive this wasn’t the Mina you knew anymore, no way this was your friend telling you to accommodate to this type of situation.

“No,” You shook your head, giving her an incredulous look. “ No, y-you need to get me out of here, this is fucking crazy-“

Mina’s eyes widened, tugging at your wrists and the action made your mouth fall open, a silent pained whelp leaving you.

“Shut up,” She hissed, bringing her face closer to yours. Her hot breath hit your face as her desperate eyes begged you to comply. “ They have cameras everywhere.”

“They?” You repeat breathlessly, the sting of the ropes still present .

“Jungkook and…the others like him. Like us. “ She explains in a quick mutter, glancing behind her before she turns back and without warning shoves the tiny pill in her hand into your mouth. You groan against her but she pries open your mouth with ease, with almost a trained technique and your left with no choice but to swallow.

“I don’t have much time but you just need to trust me.”

Trust? That word was laughable now. There was no ounce of trust left anywhere, it had been broken the moment she had lured you into a lion’s den.

“You hav-“

Your little discussion came to an end quickly, interrupted by the sound of a person landing on the floor smoothly. Your eyes trailed over to the familiar figure, your heart rate unconsciously quickening at his return. Jungkook held a tray in his hand, his long legs crossing the room with ease as he took in the scene before him. You could see Mina tense up at his arrival, her back continued to face him before she slowly turned her neck.

“Having a nice chat?” Jungkook asks, raising an inquisitive eyebrow but once his eyes met yours, he sent you a smirk. The action nearly caused you to recoil. No matter how seemingly normal he appeared right now, you couldn’t get the horrifying scene out of your head from earlier. The vendetta mask over his face, hovering over you as he had run his fingers over your skin, taunting you as you thrashed around him, screaming and pleading at him to stop. All as the phone camera captured every moment of your agony.

“Scream louder , baby “ He whispered in your ear and the mask touched your forehead giving the close proximity. His dark eyes were barely visible through the narrow openings but you could tell they were boring right into you.

“The view count only gets higher with every one of your little high-pitched cries for help.”He coos in an alarmingly deep tone, the contradiction of it makes your skin crawl. You hated giving in but you couldn’t help the sobs that continued to leave you.

“That’s right, just like that.” He encouraged you, causing you to pull back and turn your face away from him but his fingers only gripped your chin harshly, forcing you to continue to look at the disturbing piece of plastic that decorated his face. “ Ah, don’t do that. The viewers want to see your pretty face. “

“Stop! Stop it!” You yell but your body was growing exhausted with all the effort you had put into fighting against him with no results. The weight of his body on top of yours alone was too much, it felt like it was crushing you.

“Let me go! You crazy fucker!” Your eyes squinted at the camera light hitting your face directly, you watched as Mina came closer, her lips set in a straight line as she recorded the horrifying scene. You had attempted for her to meet your gaze but she avoided it every time you would look over , her eyes focusing on the screen instead.

But you had seen her slightly flinch with every new scream that left your body.

An infuriating groan leaves you and your knee comes up to attempt to hit Jungkook in the most sensitive spot of his body but he is quick to grip your knee, forcing it down while simultaneously trapping it beneath him with the strength of his own leg.

“You,” Jungkook says lowly , followed by a chuckle. “ put up a good fight, don’t you?”

His other leg works to trap your other knee, making your legs sit in an uncomfortable and awkward position.

“Usually,” His hands then move to grasp your arms that won’t stop trying to free themselves despite the ropes that prevent them entirely in doing so. “ I don’t really like my non-compliant girls.”

The grip he hands on your wrists now had you completely immobile and at his mercy, it was a feeling you weren’t used to and you didn’t like it one bit. But none of that mattered to anyone here, not even to your once so called friend that watched everything play out.

They were absolutely demented.

“But I think I’ll find myself very fond of taming you.”

His words had you screaming yet again.

The memory sent a tremble through your entire body , it was as if you were reliving it once again. By the look Jungkook was giving you, it seemed like he had taken notice of what exactly had crossed your mind. But there was no ounce of shame, no remorse, just pure rejoice behind the same dark eyes that had tormented you.

“I gave her some pain killers for her head,” Mina stated flatly before standing back up, her eyes lingering on you before shifting to her cousin.

Jungkook tilted his head, brushing past Mina and kneeling before you. He scanned over your head, fingers grasping your forehead and turning your neck to the side.

“Looks like there’s no brain damage, the symptoms would have shown by now.” He explained before releasing his hard grip and your neck turned back to face him.

“Lucky for you, little cousin.” There was an underlying teasing tone in his words but he still sent Mina a warning look. “ You know I don’t like my investments to be damaged .”

Investments.

You didn’t expect anything less than to be treated exactly like that. It was clear that these people didn’t see you as a human being, they had shown you that already. Treating you as if you were just another crop in their deranged videotapes. You eyed the tray in Jungkook’s hand, there was an apple and sandwich placed on a paper plate.

It was as if the sight of it had reminded your body how deprived you were of food. You didn’t know exactly how long you had been here but it had obviously been far too long by the growl that rumbled throughout your stomach.

“You hungry, baby?” Jungkook taunts the second he notices you gawking at the food on the tray, that sickening smirk returning to his lips. His fingers lift up the plastic plate that holds the sandwich and he moves it towards you, setting it right beside you.

You glare at him, grinding your teeth so hard you are sure that they will break.

“Oh that’s right,” He exclaims in feigned surprise, widening his eyes at your ropes. ”You can’t use your hands can you?”

You took a deep breath, your body was shaking in anger. A light layer of sweat coated your forehead, you were positive you wouldn’t make out of this place alive with your lack of self control. It was nearly impossible not to want to lash out at these sick excuses for human beings.

“I guess no sandwich for you,” He sighs, staring at the food before he takes the apple in his hand and leans forward, it was inches away from your lips. You move your head forward, trying to latch your mouth onto the fruit but Jungkook tears it away the second your teeth graze the skin of the apple.

An involuntary wine leaves your lips at his action which only causes an amused look to settle on his features.

He twirls the apple in his hands before taking a bite out of it, eyes meeting yours as he chews down the juicy chunk of the fruit and it takes everything in you not to let out an enraged scream.

Jungkook continues to watch you before he leans forward again. You flinch back at the sudden closeness . His face was right next to yours. You took in his features more closely, the slightly tan skin and dark sharp pierced eyebrows. That damn cross earring mocked you again, a reminder of how close he had always been yet you had been so oblivious. It hurt more when you realized your paranoia had been right, you had been right all along.

“Next time, don’t try to knee my balls.” He whispered harshly in your ear, reminding you of your earlier poorly executed attempts to injure him.

“I’d much prefer your mouth on them instead.” His gaze darkened and the pure disgusted look you gave him only seemed to bring him more amusement. A chuckle escaped him before he fully pulled away from you and stood back up.

You watched as Mina stood like a statue, as if she was just waiting for Jungkook to give her another order. It was pathetic and it didn’t make any sense. You never took Mina as the type to coward down to anyone, let alone her own cousin.

“She needs to wash up, she has blood all over her.” Mina says, glancing back at you, her face was expressionless as when you first saw her here.

Jungkook nods, following her gaze and his eyes trail down your figure.

“Make it quick,” He mutters. “ I need her ready in an hour.”

Mina stares at him, giving him an incredulous look before she seems to catch on to what he’s saying.

“You’re not…” She starts, shaking her head before she lets out a scoff. “Jungkook, it’s her first night.”

You knit your eyebrows as you attempt to lift your head up. You didn’t like where this conversation was going or what it indicated for you, it couldn’t be anything good from Mina’s reaction and you suddenly felt nauseous at the many terrifying thoughts starting to cloud your head.

Were they going to kill you?

“She needs to learn, your little friend isn’t the most…well-behaved.” He raises an eyebrow at you.

“Isn’t that right baby?”

“Fuck you.” You bit out without a second thought, not caring what the consequences would be. It was safe to say you had been through enough already, your mind could only focus on the hatred you felt towards him at this moment.

Jungkook gave you a grin, displaying the tips of his teeth.

“I bet you’d like that,” He says, furrowing his eyebrows as he gives Mina a pointed look. “What did that text she sent you say? ‘Your cousin is such a hot piece of ass’ ’.”

Your face heated up at his words, absolutely loathing him even more than was already possible. Embarrassment washed over you for a split second. Of course he’d use that against you, you hated how you had unknowingly fueled the ego of a psychopath. Your eyes darted over to Mina, glaring daggers at her but she once again didn’t even glance towards you.

“Thank you for that by the way, the feelings are mutual baby.” He says as he eyes the way you had begun to struggle against the ropes again, your body was restless with the newfound anger and adrenaline that rushed through you.

“Besides,” His attention is back on Mina who continues to frown at him “ it’s a  great opportunity for her to meet the other girls.”

Other girls.

Your stomach drops, the revelation making you halt your movements entirely. The thought had crossed your mind but somehow you never imagined there would be other girls exactly where you were at right now. Your eyes traced the space, traveling towards the metal gate again.

There were more girls, more girls like you. The more you went over it in your head, the more it made sense. That video of the girl you came across. Of course there was more, you weren’t the first girl they had kidnapped and you surely wouldn’t be the last. The thought that you weren’t alone here should have brought you some comfort, as cruel as that was but it did the opposite. If there were more girls, that meant this place was a lot harder to escape from than you had thought.

You didn’t know exactly how many he meant by other girls but there had to be a significant amount . Something told you this was a lot more serious than some hacker simply kidnapping a few girls for his sick videos.

When you placed your attention back to Jungkook and Mina, you found them muttering to each other in low whispers that your ears couldn’t decipher. It was on purpose. What they had been discussing in front of you up until now had been obviously meant for you to hear but that seemed to come to an end with whatever else they were talking about now.

They suddenly fell silent and you watched Jungkook send one last glance your way before brushing past Mina and climbing back up those metal stairs. Mina's eyes followed Jungkook until he disappeared from view and the screeching metal door shut behind him.

She then faced you, her eyes fixated on the ropes around your hands as she made her way towards you without another word.

—-

You didn’t know what you were expecting to be upstairs, a part of you thought the underground cellar they had you in was just located somewhere beneath Mina’s house but that hopeful thought was quickly crushed the moment Mina tugged you up the metal gate.

This was no house.

Your eyes scanned over the dimly lit wide hallways, the metal doors at every corner and the bright tiles that stared back at you. It was huge. You tilted your head up, the ceiling was too far up and there were no windows in sight. Your eyes attempted to search for another metal gate on the ground like then one you had emerged from but you couldn’t detect any.

“What is this place?” You mumble as Mina tugs you forward, your hands are still tied around your back and to your surprise, Mina seemed a lot stronger than she looked.

But you were sure you could still take her.

“There’s nowhere to run, you won’t get far.” Mina seemed to read your mind instantly, shutting down your plan before you even properly finished thinking it.

There was always somewhere to run. If there was a way in, there was a way out.

But you knew it wouldn’t be smart to try and make a run for it right now. Mina was right, you wouldn’t get far because you didn’t know where to run. You needed to change that.

You sent her a glare that she ignored and continued to pull you through the halls. You tried your best to memorize what you could, keeping an eye on where you had just come out of. But it was hard considering everything seemed to look the same, the metal gates at each corner looked identical to each other and you were finding it difficult to pinpoint exactly what would be memorable. Mina took a sharp turn, dragging you through another long hallway that further confused you but you kept in mind the fact that there still didn’t seem to be another metal opening on the ground like the one you had been locked inside.

That had to be the pinpoint of the mental map you were creating.

You attempted to slow down your pace, trying to take everything in around you but Mina’s hurried steps prevented you from doing so.

“Can you fucking slow down? You’ve kept me tied to a bed for god knows how long, I’m sore.” You snapped at her, pulling against her grip. She sighed as she came to a slow stop, a seemingly regretful look flashing in her eyes.

“I’m sorry but I can’t stop, they are watching me.” Mina whispered, forcing you to keep walking, although she did keep her pace a bit slower this time.

Watching me.

Your eyes darted to the corners of each wall but you couldn’t spot any cameras.

“You can’t see them but they are there.” She added in a low mutter, and you licked your dry chapped lips. This would indeed be harder than you thought, and every step you took forward made your stomach sink more.

Would you ever even get out of here?

After a few more minutes of walking down yet another hallway to the left, you finally came to the desired destination. What looked to be a communal shower. You knitted your eyebrows as Mina pushed you forwards into the wide space, the ceramic tiles looked spotless but as you took in more of the area, you felt your heart skip a beat. There were two girls in the showers a few feet away, they didn’t look the slightest bit phased at your arrival. On the contrary, they seemed to be in a hurry , a worried expression on their gazes.

You naturally looked away, not knowing how to react at the casual nudity and lack of privacy but you couldn’t help and stare down at the water running down the drains, it was tinted red.

Blood.

Your gaze slowly met their figures again and this time you couldn’t help your invasive stare. There were countless bruises on one of the girl’s legs, arms, and stomach. Even on her face. You gulped, feeling that same fear return to you.

“Ladies,” Mina announced herself, and you stared at your once friend as she stepped further inside the room, her hand still gripping yours back.

“Hurry up, you have 5 minutes.” The commanding tone in her voice took you by surprise, it was too natural and calculated. Too practiced.

You didn’t know why it surprised you by now. It was evident your friend had a completely different life outside of her seemingly normal college girl appearance. It was more surprising how you never managed to suspect anything.

“I have 10.” One out of the two girls corrected with a flat tone. You eyed her, she had wrapped a towel around her body already and you immediately took notice of her stunning appearance. Her features were sharp and striking, naturally sitting on face beautifully.

“Do-yeon..” Mina let out a sigh, an annoyed look flashed over her and you could tell she wasn’t a fan of this girl.

“Mina.” The girl, Do-yeon, mocked back with a raised eyebrow. She walked closer to you both, her eyes shifting towards you for a split second.

“Who’s this? She’s new.” She noted as she scanned over you from head to toe. You gave her a frown.

Was this girl here willingly? She didn’t look the least bit afraid, she didn’t look anything like the girl behind her. The girl who was quickly gathering herself, slipping on some tight clothing with a tear stained face. Your eyes took in her bruises, that blood was surely mostly hers because the girl that stood in front of you, Do-yeon, had none.

“She is,” Mina stated the obvious. Clearly she wasn’t going to elaborate at all. “Now get dressed, Jungkook’s waiting.”

Do-yeon didn’t respond, she simply gave Mina a less than friendly look before slipping right past her and exiting the room. You whipped your head around as she disappeared down the halls you had just walked through.

“W-Why can she walk around freely? She isn’t tied u-“

“Because she knows she can’t escape.” Mina says, not letting you finish.

Her words crush your hopes more, if that was even possible. But yet they didn’t crush your desperation to get out of here. You didn’t care how much she tried to remind you there was no way out. You knew there was, there had to be.

Your attention goes back to the girl that’s still adjusting her outfit. Your eyes widened as you took in her attire, she was wearing what seemed to be a provocative maid outfit. It was clearly one you would see people wearing as a some slutty Halloween costume and you grew nauseous at the thought that crossed your head. They were obviously dressing up to do some type of role-play. To fulfill some type of kink in front of those cameras.

“Come on, you need to hurry.” Mina began untying the rope around your wrists and you let out a hiss at the stinging that returned to you. Your skin was awfully sensitive and you picked at the ugly bruises, rubbing them continuously.

You glance as her scattered gaze barely meets yours before she hurriedly makes her way out of the room, her heels echoing throughout the empty space. You begin to undress, giving Mina a look before she sighs and turns around, providing you with the slightest bit of privacy.

The slightest bit of decency. It looks like she had that much left at least.

Once your clothes hit the ground, you step into one of the showers , turning the handle and feeling the strong pressure of the water hit you instantly. You felt incredibly exposed, there weren't even curtains separating each shower and someone could easily walk inside the room considering there wasn’t even a door either. With that in mind, you hurried, washing yourself off and using the bar soup that was laying around to rub the dried blood off you.

“I never wanted to be involved in this, you know..” Mina speaks, her back was still facing you and you keep your eyes fixed on her figure. Your gaze catches sight of something poking out of the back pocket of her jeans, a white card.

A key card.

“Really? You seem pretty good at it.” The sarcasm that leaves is inevitable and you’re not shocked to see her let out a sigh. Good, she deserved to feel horrible for what she had done to you.

She deserved to suffer at least a quarter of what you were suffering.

“I know you hate me now but I really didn’t mean for this to happen, Jungkook got into this …business when he was really young.” She explains and you can’t help but listen intently, your curiosity getting the best of you. There was a part that did want to know why and how they got involved so deeply in this. Why did she follow her cousin without question.

“He was only 16. It started off small, doing only drug deals from time to time. It was bringing the money we needed in.”

You knew Mina’s situation fairly well, her parents were alcoholics and abusive when she was a child so she had been taken away from them and put into the system. However, eventually her grandparents took full custody of her once she was in high school. You could only guess that the same went for Jungkook but you didn’t know what to actually believe anymore.

“Our grandparents were in a tough situation, I’m sure you can relate…” You wanted to let out a scoff, you knew she was trying to guilt trip you. Of course you knew what being in a tough financial situation meant but you would have never had taken the route she had. Was she insane? This was far from the relatable situation she thought it was.

“I would have never ..” You start but she raises a hand to motion you to be quiet.

“Maybe not but you can’t blame us for trying to give ourselves a better life. The money was enough but Jungkook got greedy…he was always smart but I didn’t know that it would lead him into this..”

You shut off the shower, your bare feet padding against the tiles as you reached over to grab one the many towels on the metal hangers. You quickly wrapped it around your body, shivering slightly at the coldness of the room.

“But he did, he soon got into this business and once you’re in, it’s hard to get out of it. I didn’t want any part of it at first but Jungkook insisted that what he was doing was not…as bad it seemed. I believed him.” You could hear the heavy emotion that took over her voice, the way it slightly quivered towards the end. It brought an unexpected emotion inside of you, almost as if that tone had reminded you that your friend was still in there somewhere. That this wasn’t a completely heartless human being.

“Now I’m too deep in it, so I started helping him do simple things at first. Just with the hacking and drug deals, helping him find girls that would bring more views.” She continued, the shame was clear in her words. “ But that soon turned into finding him girls that would likely be auctioned off to other traffickers…”

Auctioned.

You felt your blood run cold.

“You auction these girls?” You didn’t even try to hide the disgust in your voice, not being able to believe your friend would ever stoop so low.

Mina looks over her shoulder, fully turning around once she notices you’re covered up. You watch as she crosses the other side of the room where a pile of clothes sit on a metal counter. You eye the hallway outside but you know better than to try to make a run for it, even if you were itching to bolt down it.

“Yes, but we don’t do that to girls if that’s what you’re wondering…” Mina states as she comes back over to you.

You raise an eyebrow at her, your stomach felt like it was doing cartwheels.

“Then what do you do?”

“They just perform for the cameras…do strip teases, in a way they are sort of like cam girls. Some do perform sexual acts on the guys but …they are not forced.”

You stare at her in complete horror, not understanding what she was implying at all. Why would any of these girls perform those acts willingly? There was no way they weren’t being forced.

“Why would they ever-“

“They get treated better if they offer to do those types of acts. They get better rooms, private rooms, better food, better beds.” She explained it to you in such a monotone voice that sent shivers down your spine.

These girls were in such a desperate situation that they were willing to trade their bodies for basic comforts, for some simple decent hospitality that was treated as a luxury. You felt sick to your stomach in an instant. You didn’t want to imagine what that meant for the girls who didn’t comply with those acts.

“That blood that one girl had, the bruises..” You trailed off, glaring at Mina in suspicion and she hung head low, her eyes glued to the floor.

“That’s why I’m telling you to accommodate and not fight against them.” She simply said, handing you over the clothes in her hands and you clench your jaw, harshly ripping them out of her hands.

You try to hold in a gasp at the piece of clothing she gave her, it was identical to what the girl that just left here had been wearing. A skimpy maid outfit that barely looked like it would cover up much of your body, and a pair of knee high stockings to make it even more perverse.

“You’re out of your damn mind if you think I’m putting this on.” You let out a breathless laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. You didn’t what they planned on you doing with this on but you weren’t about to be so compliant.

Mina bit her lip, looking like she was holding back from lashing out on you and this was the first time you saw a hint of anger flash through her eyes.

“If you don’t put that on, things won’t go well for you.” She warned, not a hint of hesitation in her words. Her lips were set in a straight line as she stared you down, raising a challenging eyebrow.

“You know that girl that just left, the one that questioned who you were?” Mina asked in a hiss, and you remained quiet as you gave her a questioning stare. “ That’s Do-yeon.Jungkook’s golden girl, a personal favorite of his.”

You didn’t know why she was telling you this or why you would care about that but by the look she was giving you, it looked like you were meant to care very much.

“That’s who you better replace if you know what’s good for you.”

Your face scrunched up in confusion at her warning, or more so her threat.

“What?” You demand.

You let out a gasp when Mina grips your arm, forcing you forward that you nearly bump heads with each other. You’re taken off guard by her sudden force that your towel nearly falls off but you grip in place, your eyes widening at her actions.

“My cousin may be cruel but there's others here much worse than him.” She said slowly, in your ear, her hot breath right below your neck and she tightened her grip as the next words left her. “If you’re auctioned off to other traffickers, I can’t get guarantee what they will do to you.”

You swallow, feeling your legs suddenly lose strength at her words. You stumbled back, you could feel your heart start to race already. Not only did you not recognize your friend at this moment, her entire demeanor was foreign to you, it was as if a true stranger was staring back at you. But what she had said sent a wave of terror throughout your entire body because you had heard the emotion in her voice too clearly.

She was scared as well.

Scared for you.

—-

Your heels clicked against the floors and you were practically wobbling them, not used to ever wearing such high platforms like the ones you had one right now. Not to mention, you felt the urge to tug down your too small excuse of a skirt every second, you were sure your entire backside was hanging out of the little clothing. The entire outfit fits far too tight on you, leaving nothing for the imagination.

You could practically hear your heart pounding in your ears with every step, your hands trembled behind you, feeling awfully clammy and the welts around your wrists still stung. But the worst part of it all was the blindfold Mina had tied over your eyes, giving out some pathetic excuse of needing to wear it until you arrived at the room you were about to be filmed in.

The shift in atmosphere was noticeable immediately, not only did the room temperature change but you heard slight murmurs around you. You felt the blindfold being untied from around you and slowly slipped down your neck, your eyes squinted as they adjusted to the horrifying scene that awaited you. It was a large dimly lit room, with neon green lights flashing every so often and darting at every angle. What first caught your attention was the girls scattered around the room, there seemed to be around 10 and some were in outfits identical to the one you were wearing while others wore more disturbing ones. One girl in particular looked like she was in a Lolita cosplay outfit, a bib wrapped over neck and the light pink dress purposely made her look infantilized. It was awfully uncomfortable to witness.

Even more comfortable to look at was the men that surrounded the room, there were only a few, a total of 4. But they wore those same awful vendetta masks, only this time, they lit up a neon green against the darkness. Only further adding to the sinister look. You noticed one familiar gaze and set of tattoos, the hands you recognized far too well by the rings he wore.

Jungkook.

He sat on a chair a few feet away from you, the camera that stood on a tripod was angled perfectly on him and the girl that sat on his lap. You instantly recognized who she was, her side profile was just as stunning as her overall face. Do-yeon. She was giving him a lap dance, her entire cleavage was in his face and his lustful gaze was evident even behind the mask he wore, it traveled down every inch of her, seeming to enjoy every second of the blissful act. She leaned in, whispering something in his ear as her hand traveled down his upper thighs and you saw him grip her backside roughly, fully forcing her on top of him.

Your eyes continued to invasively watch them, not knowing what to do and where to look. The sight at every corner was even more terrifying than the last, there were girls giving full on blow jobs to some of the men and others were being tied up by chains, letting the men pleasure themselves with their head in between their legs. The sound of smacking suddenly echoing through the room made you jump, your eyes darting to yet another nauseating scene , another girl in a similar outfit as you, hanging from the ceiling with two chains wrapped around her wrists as a masked man hit her continuously with a paddle. Everything you were seeing was against your will, your eyes meeting another erotic view of a girl nearly fully undressed, her body bouncing up and down on the last remaining of the men on what looked to be a bondage lounger with a chain around her neck.

It was like you were in your own personal hell, something straight out of a true crime documentary. 

You stepped back, cowering into a corner as you watched the cameras that were set up capture everything but unfortunately one particular person noticed you, and it was who you were dreading most.

Jungkook caught your gaze, dark eyes settling on you momentarily as he seemed to forget the woman on top of him. You saw as he whispered something to her before she turned her head, eyes meeting yours in a scrutinizing stare. Her uninviting look confused you to no end, not understanding how you had managed to make an enemy out of another hostage like yourself.

She stood up, walking off to the side and you could tell she was not happy with whatever he had told her.

You looked to the side, barely noticing that Mina was nowhere to be found. You didn’t know why her absence made you feel more vulnerable now, it wasn’t like she was much help or your friend anymore but yet she was the only familiar face among these strangers.

Other than the devil walking over to you right now.

“Looking for my little cousin?” Jungkook spoke,evidently noticing your scattered gaze but you didn’t reply.

Once he was out of sight from the camera, he took off his mask, revealing his attractive face that you wanted to ruin so badly.

“She’s not going to help you, I wonder when you will figure that out…” He says with a tilt of his head, eyes scanning over your exposed figure before a smirk took over his pierced bottom lip.

“Don’t fucking look at me.” The words leave your mouth before you can stop them but yet you don’t regret them. You watch his eyes narrow at your hostile tone but his smirk widens.

You breath hitches as he takes a step closer to you, towering over you and you let out a yelp when he harshly grips your chin. His fingers forcing you to look right up at him.

“You’re quite demanding for a hostage.” He rasps, eyes seeming to take in every one of your features and intently searching for your reaction but you say nothing in return, the only thing you can do is tug at his wrist, attempting to pull yourself out of his hard grip.

He seems to find your efforts amusing, endearing even as he lets out a small breathless laugh.

“Maybe I should call you princess…you sure love acting like one.” He says, a twinkle in his eye as he lets go of your chin but then instead comes to wrap a hand around your waist, tugging you against him and your breasts are pressed up against his chest in an unwillingly close proximity you hate.

“You already do look like one.” He finishes before his lips meet yours and you feel his tongue swirl inside you without warning, it evokes a gasp from you. He grins into the kiss and you groan against him. Your teeth come to bite down harshly, feeling the metal of his lip ring graze your own lip, then the taste of iron follows.

He lets out of curse but doesn’t pull away instantly . He continues his assault on your mouth for a few more seconds before he lets go, a trail of blood dripping down his chin and he sends you a threatening look.

“Lucky for you..” He slowly wipes the blood off his chin, and then brings his thumb to your cheek , dragging it down all the way to your neck, staining you in the red liquid. You shiver against him, loathing the feeling of his fingers running down your neckline. Marking you. “ I love a little pain, princess.”

“You’re sick, you know that?” You tell him as his thumb leaves your skin at last, his eyes bore into you as you continue your tangent. “ You had to resort to trafficking innocent girls to make a dollar, how pathetic are you.”

You see something flash in his eyes at your insults but he remains stoic. He raised an eyebrow at you, as if he was inviting you to continue. An invitation that you gladly took.

“What do you gain in reality? Torturing innocent girls? You even treat your own cousin like a rag doll, you people are fucking insane.” You spit, complete rage fully taking over you, the anger that ran through you was unable to control. Your mouth was running faster than your thoughts now and you didn’t want to stop.

“Does that bring you pleasure? Seeing these girls all bruised up and at your feet? Huh!? Does that bring you fucking pleasure!” You yell out, your voice cracking at the end due to the hoarseness it still carried from your earlier screaming.

Without warning, Jungkook wraps a hand around your neck, pushing you straight back into the wall behind you. Your mouth falls open in shock and he lifts you up slightly with ease, your hands immediately thrash against him, pulling at his arm that is suffocating you.

“You’re right, I do take pleasure in torturing little brats like you.” Jungkook snarls, eyes narrowing in on you fully and his gaze darkens even more at your struggles. He tightens his grip more and you feel the air start to rapidly leave your lungs, your fists coming to hit him against his chest repeatedly.

“I see you’re starting to get your voice back, it would be a shame for me to fully break those little vocal cords.” He threatens and pushes you harshly again, your legs kick out underneath you and you're wildly panicking now with the lack of air you're receiving. His tight grip on your neck finally loosens a bit and your feet fully plant against the floor again.

“I really would hate to have a mute little princess.” He states, raising both his eyebrows as he seems to actually over think. “But then again, maybe that foul mouth of yours could have a much better use than talking.”

With that, he releases you completely and you cough violently the moment his hand leaves your neck. Tears brim over your eyes as you rub a hand over the surely marked skin, saliva mixed in with the blood from your impulsive action of biting him runs down your chin then neck . You breathe in deeply, trying to recover the loss of oxygen that was momentarily ripped away from you.

Your eyes gloss over the room, nobody seems to pay you any mind. It was as if this kind of behavior was normal for them. You wondered if they already had witnessed much worse and then the memory of that girl filled with bruises down her body fills your mind.

Jungkook grips your arm, forcing you to walk forward and practically hurls you out of the room. The metal door behind him shuts and the sound echoes throughout the empty hallway you have been thrown back out into with Jungkook right behind you.

Your eyes instantly meet Mina who seemed to be waiting patiently outside the door, she instantly looks startled by the sudden arrival of you and her gaze falls on the slight blood that still covers Jungkook’s chin.

“Take her to her room, and chain her up this time.” Jungkook orders and Mina pulls herself off the walk and straightens up, giving you a questioning glance that screams ‘What the hell did you do?’. “She’s not eating tonight, let's see how long she can keep her little attitude up before she starves.”

Jungkook is about to hand you over to Mina but he halts, tugging you back into him again and he lowers his face to your ear. You feel his breath tickle your skin and it makes your heart skip a beat in pure fear.

“You might be a princess but I’m the king, don’t forget that baby.” His warning is clear and it’s one he makes sure only you can hear before he shoves you towards Mina who already had her hands out to come grip you against her. Jungkook sends you one last sharp glare before he disappears back inside the room, leaving you alone with the second person you officially despised most in this world.

“What was that?” Mina demands as she drags you down the hall, taking you back to where you most dreaded being right now. You didn’t know if you could stand more hours in that agonizing cellar, even worse now that Jungkook had orders for you to be chained.

You knew Mina was obviously referring to your little tantrum. It was clear that she wanted you to get on Jungkook’s good side and appeal to him but you simply couldn’t do that. Of course you were terrified out of the outcomes, of being auctioned to some other people that would be just, if not more, cruel than the one you were dealing with now but you couldn’t bring yourself to ever be so compliant to someone like him. It was disgusting, you felt disgusting. All you wanted was to get out of here and never look back, for this whole thing to be a nightmare that you would wake up from any given moment.

The sound of the metal door you had just walked away from opening made you stop in your tracks. You turn your neck, watching as that girl, Do-yeon, stepped out. She shut the door behind her and walked forwards, giving you a quick glance but her eyes shifted next to you and Mina stopped immediately. You felt her grip on your arm leave you , her attention now fully on Do-yeon.

“Mina, Jungkook said that if you coul-“

Before Do-yeon could finish, you slammed your shoulder against Mina, pushing her forwards and you watched as she instantly lost her balance. Before you could think twice, you gripped her hair and slammed her head against the wall in front of you. The blow to the head was hard enough , you knew it because she lost consciousness right away, her limp body falling against the ground.

Without wasting time, you crouched down next to her , your hands working to find that damn key card you had spotted on her when you were in the communal showers.

You glanced up at Do-yeon, who held a completely shocked expression on her face, her wide eyes staring at Mina’s figure and darting back to you.

“Help me!” You order in a hissed whisper, she seems to break out of her seemingly frozen stance and hurries over to you. You flip Mina over with the help of Do-yeon and dig through her back pockets but you don’t find anything. You let out a curse and continue to search for the item in her front pockets instead, you eye the way Do-yeon’s hands shake as she helps you.

This girl had not looked the slightest bit scared up until now, it seemed like a switch had been turned off and she had remembered what her situation was at that moment. You didn’t know if it was simply the fear of getting caught or how caught off guard she had been by your impulsive and sudden actions.

“W-we can’t, they will catch us.” She stuttered to you but you ignored her , letting out a sigh as you looked through one more area, inside Mina’s shirt. You dig through it and your fingers come across a familiar hard plastic material. Relief washes over you as you take it out and lift yourself off the floor.

“Let’s go.” You say and you hesitate for a moment, staring down at your heels before you rip off the straps and tug the platforms off your feet. You watch as Do-yeon copies your actions and instantly follows behind you as you break into a full on run down the empty hall.

You have no idea where you were going and you really should have waited to think and plan your escape further but you were afraid you wouldn’t get another chance. Who knew what Jungkook had planned for you, he seemed willing to punish you for the slightest of incompetence. As you ran down the wide halls, all you could think about was finding the right door that the key card in your hand would open.

“To the right!” You hear Do-yeon say behind you when you come across two split hallways and you follow her advice, sprinting down the more narrow corridor. The lights were dimmer here, a part of you was expecting someone to jump out from the many doors on each side. You continue to run forwards, you know one thing, a place this big for sure couldn’t have the exit door without a lock or passcode , and it had to be larger than the small doors you were passing.

You soon reach a dead end but to your luck, there is a large door at the end of the corridor that awaits you. You take the key card, holding your breath as you place it inside the slot on the top of the door handle. When you pull , the black screen on the slot flashed red and that’s when you knew you were utterly fucked.

“No no!” You slam against the door and you could feel Do-yeon hovering behind you, letting out a curse when she realizes the key card indeed did not work. You both flinch back when you hear muffled deep yelling from behind you, they sound distant but you know they won’t be soon.

“They know,” Do-yeon starts to panic, her face dropping as complete horror seems to wash over her. “We need to go back. Oh my god, we need to go back.”

You can’t help but be a bit taken back by her change of behavior yet again, she had seemed so confident and sure of herself when she was with Jungkook just minutes ago, she even looked upset with you when you had stolen his attention for a split second.

Her fear and distress brought you some comfort, it made it clear that it had all been a facade. Every girl here wanted to escape, they wanted their freedom but they were willing to comply with anything for a better outcome in the place they had been forced into.

“Shut up, we aren’t going back.” You say as you begin to look around. You spot a fire extinguisher attached to the wall beside you both and you thank your lucky stars it’s not inside one of those glass cabinets. You pull it, your face scrunching up as you put your whole strength into yanking it off the wall.

A sigh leaves your lips as it successfully comes off and you bring it over to the door, you hold it up a good distance above your head and position it directly over where you’re about to let it fall against.

“What are you doing-“

Do-yeon’s voice drowns out with the sound of the extinguisher hitting the door handle roughly, you let out a groan as you repeat the action repeatedly. Your body was full of adrenaline that you had no idea where you had gained from but you figured it was just your fight or flight instincts taking over completely.

“Come on,” You mutter, your eyebrows set in deep concentration as you give the handle one last slam with the metal item and watch the black digital screen crack completely. You let the fire extinguisher fall to the ground and Do-yeon grips the door handle, pulling the door open.

You didn’t expect for it to actually open and your eyes widened at the action. Do-yeon is the one to tug you forward this time, yelling at you to hurry up. You both met with an incredibly long set of stairs that lead to god knows where but you figured you couldn’t possibly be running towards anything worse than what you were leaving behind.

Gripping the side of the staircase, you make sure you don’t trip and fall. That would surely slow you down and possibly ruin everything. You glance back at Do-yeon who is hot on your heels, her long legs working much faster than you thought and she nearly rushes completely past you. You still hear the screams but they are getting fainter and fainter with every step, signaling that you must be going the correct direction.

Once you reach the bottom of the staircase, another door greets you but luckily this one doesn’t seem to have any lock on it. You both push against it and it easily opens but what you weren’t expecting was the raging alarm that sets off the minute you are out the door.

“Fuck!” You cry out as the sound blares through the entire building which now that you are outside notice it looks like some type of factory but you weren’t quite sure due to the darkness of the night. You glance around you, the wind hitting your face is satisfying beyond belief but you don’t have time to enjoy it.

A wired fence stands a few feet away. Dread fills you completely at the sight of it. It’s tall, far too tall.

“There’s no way.” Do-yeon voices your pessimistic thoughts as she stares at the fence but you pull her hand, dragging her beside you as you run towards it. You feel your chest burning as exhaustion threatens to take over you but you force your legs to keep moving against the grass field.

The only thought running through your mind is that you pray and hope this fence isn’t electrical.

“Come on, get on.” You point upwards as you latch onto the fence and hoist yourself up, instantly starting to climb up it. You glance down towards her and watch as she hesitates, starting over at the building.

“Do you want to go back there?! Get.On.” She sighs as she holds onto the fence and follows your movements, climbing up in hurried motions. You both give each other a weary look when you glance down at the distance you are climbing and know for a fact if you fall, it will likely result in some major injury or death.

This certainly wasn’t helping the fear of heights the girl next to you seemed to have because you instantly took notice of the way Do-yeon’s hands started to shake. You gulp, forcing yourself to remain calm and move quickly, one wrong move and you could easily slip off of this. You could hear your heart pounding rapidly now, there were too many things making panic courses through you, you were waiting for someone to come running after you while simultaneously trying not to fall to your death.

You finally make it to the top and swing a leg over to the other side but that’s when you notice Do-yeon is barely half way up. You grip the edges of the top of the fence as you lean down. There were scratches all over you already and the knee high socks had been ripped by the wires that poked you on the way up.

“Do-yeon, you need to hurry.” You urge her in a breathless cry as you attempt to catch some of your breath. Slight dizziness greeted you but you shook your head, trying your best to keep your vision steady and clear.

“I-I’m trying.” She cries out and you could tell she was seconds away from sobbing, tears pooling over her eyes as she stared up at you.

The roaring sound of a gun shot nearly makes you both tumble right off the fence. A blood curdling scream leaves both your mouths at the same time and you watch as Do-Yeon shuts her eyes while you search ahead of you and see an all too familiar figure stalking over your way. Jungkook held a pistol in one hand and a flashlight in the other. The gun had been pointed towards the sky but he soon lowered it down, coming to point it directly at Do-yeon.

“Both of you would get down right now if you value your life at all.” Jungkook’s voice boomed in a low and deeper tone than you had ever heard it. It sent chills down your spine, his eyes met yours, narrowing instantly as he took in your stance behind the fence and you were momentarily glad Do-yeon’s back was facing him because the deadly look he was giving you was enough to make you want to go running back to him and begging for forgiveness.

But you couldn’t stop now, you couldn’t give up when you were so close to freedom.

“Keep climbing,” You mutter to her as you watch Jungkook continue to take slow and calculated steps. He was taking his time making his way over to you but his long legs were closing the space between you and him at an alarming speed. The large flashlight was enough to illuminate both of your figures and you knew he had a clear view of you as you did of him.

Do-yeon let out a shaky breath and followed your orders, continuing to climb up as you climbed down.

“Do-yeon,” There was a clear threat in Jungkook’s voice but that taunting tone returned to him and you saw the girl instantly halt her movements at the sound of her name. “I know my favorite girl isn’t disobeying me right now.”

You eye the way the color drains completely off Do-yeon’s face but you are unable to stop your own movements, perhaps it was selfish but you had a right to be selfish in this situation. Your entire life was on the line and you couldn’t let anyone hold you back.

“Don’t listen to him.” You whisper but she doesn’t seem to be paying attention to you anymore, you could see her entire body stiffen up and it was taking everything inside her not to turn around and glance back at Jungkook. You wondered if she could just feel the gun he had pointed at her.

“Turn around, right now.” He orders, he was closer now and you knew you only had a few seconds left before he reached both of you.

Do-yeon to your surprise doesn’t listen to him, a frown forming on her face as she seemed to be fighting an inner battle for herself and you truly did pity the girl in that moment.

“Before I put a bullet through that pretty head of yours.”

That seems to break her down completely. She shuts her eyes as tears roll down her cheeks and you know she lost. She wouldn’t make it out of here.

But you still could.

Just as Jungkook comes up behind Do-yeon, you let go of the fence and let yourself fall backwards. Your body hits the ground and you roll over through the dirt. Pain instantly rattled through your back but thankfully it was that body part that broke your fall and not your head. You lifted yourself up, your knees were bleeding and the knee high socks were practically nonexistent now, your bare legs tumbled backwards.

You saw as Jungkook gripped Do-yeon by the leg, harshly pulling her off the fence and she let out a loud cry when he caught her by the hair. He pointed the gun at her head, throwing every insult imaginable and you could see his enraged face from where you lay just 2 feet away. His jaw was clenched as his gaze darted up to meet yours.

If looks could kill.

You were well aware he had a gun in his hand but you concluded that in that moment you would rather be dead than go back to the fate that awaited you with him. So you turn, ignoring the deadly look he sent your way and bolted towards the nearby woods ahead of you.

—-

You didn’t know how long you had been walking, but you knew you were at your limit. For a moment you thought you had completely lost yourself in the depths of the forest but you soon found a narrow road that led, well, you weren’t sure. But you knew it had to lead you somewhere to some type of gas station at least. Never would you have imagined that Mina and Jungkook would have dragged you so far away from civilization, it truly seemed like you were in the middle of nowhere but you knew it couldn’t be that far.

Well, at least that’s what you kept telling yourself in order to bring some comfort to your deteriorating mental state.

Not one vehicle had passed and you were growing impatient.

There were so many thoughts running through your head at once. Your family. If you managed to find help before Jungkook and whoever else was involved in this came looking for you then you would finally be reunited with them. Realistically, you knew you couldn’t have been missing for that long. Maybe 2-3 days at most but you knew your parents must have been losing their minds, you could just imagine your mother having a full breakdown and your father. In his sick state, you couldn’t imagine what he was going through. As much as you disliked how he had treated your mother, he was still your father and your heart ached at the thought of him suffering.

Your little brother. You would see him again, as annoying as he was, you couldn’t wait for him to piss you off everyday again. It was like you could already hear the sound of his obnoxious video games through your bedroom wall at ungodly hours of the night.

But then your mind goes back to the scene you had witnessed, Do-yeon being trapped with Jungkook. You knew you could tell the police everything and possibly help her and the rest of the girls but you weren’t sure how successful you would be in that. It was well known how tricky human trafficking rings were, how hard the dark web was to track, impossible really. The only thing that gave you hope was leading the authorities back here and to completely incriminate Mina and her ties with Jungkook.

You would make sure of that.

The sound of an engine pulls you away from your thoughts and you feel your heart pounding. Your eyes search the empty road ahead and just about start crying right then and there when you see a pair of headlights shine in the distance. At first, you were a bit weary but you figured you had to take your chances considering you didn’t know when you would see another vehicle.

“Help!” You call out, waving your hands above you frantically, you stumble forward as you start skipping towards it. As it drove nearer , you noticed it was a 4 wheeler truck, one that obviously worked to deliver merchandise to warehouses or factories.

“Help me! Please! Help! “ You cry out more desperately, coming to stand right in the middle of the road with no chances of them missing you. The truck comes to a slow stop , your efforts obviously going noticed and you let out the biggest sigh of relief as a young guy slips out the truck. He wore a cap over his head and white polo shirt, some type of business brand name on it, you assumed.

“Miss?” He questions in concern and as he nears you, you make out his features from the strong illumination coming from his headlights. Dark short hair poked out from the sides of his cap but he wore a friendly look on his handsome face, his features were delicate yet sharp.

But as his eyes further took you in, he frowned.

You didn’t blame him, you sure were wearing next to nothing and you were still bleeding from your knees. Your hair was a mess, and it was all over the place.

“Please help me, I-I was kidnapped. You need to call the police.” You explained hurriedly, pointing back towards the location you had been running away from and a look of horror flashed across his face.

“Oh my god,” He says as he seems to try and take in your words, he looked completely taken aback.

“Y-Yeah, there’s a gas station further down the road. I’ll take you.” He tells as he nods his head repeatedly and you find the action too endearing, you couldn’t explain the amount of comfort you felt finally coming across a normal and decent human being. You make your way towards the passenger seat of the truck and he opens the door for you, helping you climb inside.

“Uh, I think there's a jacket there somewhere. To cover yourself up.” He tells you as he hesitantly motions over your exposed legs and you almost laugh at his main concern being protecting your indecency right now. He makes his way over to the driver’s seat and you place the jacket over your legs, your body still shivering terribly at the cold weather you had been walking in for so long.

“I’m sorry, the signal out here is really bad so I can’t call the police but the gas station will have a signal, don’t worry.” He explains to you as he drives down the empty road and you simply nod, your teeth chattering slightly as you stare out the window.

You wanted to cry, you were finally free. The nightmare was over. It was over.

“They run this human trafficking ring..” You tell the guy beside you, unable to keep your emotions from slipping out finally, the events of what happened seemed to come crashing down. It was all coming back and you couldn’t believe what had actually occurred.

He glances at you, listening intently as he furrows his eyebrows.

“I-I don’t know what they do, it’s like a weird cam show . They have all these girls performing, doing lap dances, pleasuring men. It’s terrifying..I-I” You nearly break down, your voice quivering slightly.

“Hey, hey.” The guy besides you says gently, giving you a comforting smile. “ It’s okay you’re safe now. It’s all going to be okay.”

You nod at his words, swallowing down the lump in your throat as you decide to focus on the more positive aspect instead. You were going to see your family again, you were going to go back to college,to your normal simple life. A life you couldn’t begin to be grateful for, it made you think about how you would never complain again. You would see your stupid little crush again, Jaehyun. Everything would go back to normal and you would push this horrible memory away, far away where it couldn’t reach you again.

Your forehead rests against the window, your eyes taking in the forest you seem to leave behind as you enter a more secluded landscape. You crane your neck, seeing something in the distance. It was too dark to make out but it looked like a large building.

“Is that the gas station?” You question doubtfully, you were getting close to it but you still couldn’t decipher what the building was. 

“Uh no,” The guy shakes his head, following your eyeline.” It’s further up ahead, we are just passing by this factory.” 

You fall silent, feeling the truck start to slow down and your eyes drift over to the speedometer. He was definitely slowing down a bit. You eye the guy again and his focused gaze on the road. His sharp and perfect nose stood out to you, but another thing that stood out was his cap. 

That cap.

It was silly, you knew the image only reminded you of Jungkook because of that day he had knocked on your door wearing a similar one. There was no correlation to it, your mind was just being paranoid due to events you had been through. It was getting hard for you to fully trust people but you had to remember the world was filled with more good than bad and this young man was helping you.

But then your mind grasped onto what had just told you.

A factory.

You feel yourself stiffen, your heart dropping as you remember what the building you had escaped from had reminded you of. Just as that thought runs through your head, the guy turns the steering wheel, making a sharp turn down the driveway towards the factory ahead. You let out a shriek at the sudden harsh movement of the truck and your body jolts to the side as he speeds up.

“What’s going on?!” You exclaim as a horrible feeling settles into your stomach. That same familiar dread returns and you nearly pass out when you see a dark figure standing a few feet away in the distance, in front of the building. 

You watch as the guy beside you ignores you, seeming too focused on getting to the destination he was heading towards. He slows down slightly when you come across a wired entry gate, with two people guarding it at each side. He rolls down his window, giving the two guards a slight nod and the gates open instantly.

“No.” You whisper out miserably and you know exactly where you are headed. 

You were so stupid. 

So so stupid.

“Please no.” You whimper, the once friendly man beside you now holds an empty expression on his face, his demeanor shifting dramatically into a cold and domineering aura. He continues to drive up until he’s right at the entrance of the factory, and the vehicle comes to an excruciatingly slow halt. You shut your eyes, uncontrollable tears running down your cheeks as anger and fear run through you again. Hopelessness finally makes its way into you.

The hope you were so desperately holding onto you was disappearing before your eyes.

You jump as the passenger seat door is harshly opened in quick fast motion, already knowing who was awaiting you.

“Surprise, princess.”

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“I have to say, you were quite lucky that Hoseok was driving around that road.” Jungkook informs you as he pulls you through the familiar halls you had so optimistically thought you had escaped. You were full on sobbing now, not being able to handle the frustration of your failed attempt and the horror that awaited you now.

You were sure Jungkook was planning to make you pay for that scene you had pulled. You didn’t even want to think about the punishment Do-yeon must have endured.

“ I was planning on letting you spend the night alone in that cold forest until morning, but I got antsy.” He says in feigned concern, giving you pout. “ My princess is out there all alone, I just couldn’t wait to see her again.”

He opens a metal door and shoves you inside the barely lit up room, you couldn’t hold in the gasp at the sight of Do-yeon on the ground on her knees, her face giving away every fearful emotion she was experiencing. You noticed she didn’t have any bruises on her which surprised you but should it? Mina did say this was Jungkook’s favorite girl, he must have treated her far better than the others.

You swallow harshly as the door shuts behind you and you hear Jungkook’s footsteps circling you both.

“I want to play a little game.” He announced with a playful grin, his sadistic gaze meeting the girl on the floor as he sent her a glare.

“My golden girl here has been acting disobedient lately.” He says slowly, eyes then drifting to you with an equally heated look in his dark eyes.

“And my new girl has managed to piss me off more than any of the others ever have in the span of 48 hours.”

You stare at him in silence, not daring to move an inch. The tension was thick and you didn’t like what you were feeling. Something wasn’t right, you could feel the anger radiating off Jungkook and it frightened you to no end.

You had made such a stupid mistake in trying to escape.

“I think it’s time to get rid of one of you.”

Your heart sinks at his words, feeling a wave of nausea hit you.

Do-yeon whimpers as she notices him take out something from his back pocket, a gun. You stare wide eyed as he places it in Do-yeon’s delicate hand, forcing her fingers to wrap against it. He then reaches over inside his jacket and takes out another gun, one that looked just the same as the one he had just handed Do-yeon and placed it in your hand.

He tugs on your hair and you let out cry in pain as he forces you down on your knees in front of her. You were face to face now. Do-yeon‘s teary eyes met yours.

“Tell you what, whoever pulls the trigger first gets their freedom.”

He sounded ecstatic but you could tell the rage boiling underneath him. This was his punishment, foolishly you were convinced Jungkook wouldn’t think of ever killing you and much less her. The girl he claimed was his favorite but at this moment every misconception about him was cleared up.

“No, I can’t.” Do-yeon shook her head, letting out a sob as she cowers her face down behind her strands of hair and you stared down at the gun in your hands, tightly placing your finger over the trigger.

“ Oh you will, baby.” Jungkook stated and you looked up, a new wave of terror flooding you when you notice he himself also had another gun on him, pointed at both of you. “Or else I will kill both of you.”

He was insane.

There was no ounce of sympathy in him, no remorse behind his eyes. His hard stare was challenging you both to defy him and see the consequences. An invisible clock was ticking, you knew it. The sound of Do-yeon’s sobs filled the room and you didn’t know what to do.

Maybe it was your time to die.

Because you couldn’t imagine putting a bullet through this girl’s head.

But then you thought of your family, your little brother, your dad and how you may not get to see him before he passed. You thought about your life back home, the dreams you had for yourself, they were nothing special or grand but they were yours. The life you had imagined for yourself was so close to being ripped away, seconds from becoming nothing.

You couldn’t let yourself not be selfish right now, no matter how much you would hate yourself afterwards.

You were crying again now too, your sobs joining the ones that left the girl in front of you as you lifted up the gun to her head and your hand shook so much,  You felt like you were about to faint before you even managed to pull it. You would never forgive yourself for what you were about to do.

“I’m so sorry.” You whisper to her, tightly shutting your eyes as your fingers pull the trigger.

A chilling scream leaves Do-yeon.

Yet the sound of the bullet never meets your ears.

You open your eyes, watching as she had her eyes shut, fully bracing herself for her end. Her entire body was shaking uncontrollably but she was alive.

A deep chuckle breaks out from Jungkook and your tear filled eyes meet his, he looks almost mesmerized by you. He shakes his head, as if he can’t believe what he was seeing. You stare down at the gun, letting it drop on the floor.

It wasn’t loaded.

It was never meant to be loaded.

“You really want your freedom , don’t you baby?” Jungkook asks you, a sickening smirk forming on those bow shaped lips as he comes to tug you back up on your feet, gripping your arms roughly.

You pull against him but he holds the back of your neck, keeping you in place and making sure you stare right at him.

“So desperate to go back to that pathetic life of yours, to a father that is just a few months away from dying, to a mother that neglects her own children.” He whispers to you in the most condescending tone, fully mocking you and you glare at him , continuing to fight against his tight grip.

“ So desperate to leave me.” He finishes, eyes trailing down to your lips before he meets your eyes again and a new emotion seems to fill his eyes.

A domineering and challenging one.

“Unfortunately for you, princess..” He licks his lips, his other hand coming to brush over the stained blood, his blood, on your cheek softly with his thumb. “ I think you’ve just become my new golden girl.”

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[ggukslov]

Masterlist ୨୧

Hey cuties, this blog is dedicated to my love, my cutie patootie, sweet baby, Jungkook <3

I'm starting to write, fics, drabbles, oneshots and headcanon here on the Tumblr for the first time. You can request too, I'll try to write them!

A/N- English isn't my first language so if you see any spelling/grammatical mistakes, please ignore them :)

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JEON JUNGKOOK <333

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~ 2k+ | Boyfriend jungkook | ~

one shot, smut 18+, jealous/possessive jk, fluff, nicknames, aftercare, dom jk

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[mayolive-writes]

Ease Your Mind | Jungkook

Part One of the Seven Series: Seven Masterlist

Title: Monday - Ease Your Mind

Pairing: idol!jungkook x AFAB reader

Summary: Jungkook is finally coming home after a long tour. Work has been fun and fulfilling, but there’s no place like home. After being deprived of your attention for so long, He knows exactly how he wants to spend the week ahead.

Wordcount: 1128

Genre: Fluff, smut, pwp, established relationship

Warnings below the line, minors DNI

Warnings: fluffy hours bro, soft/slow sex, protected sex, vaginal penetration, they are both kinda subby, pet names (bun, koo, hon/honey), very brief overstimulation, jk is Clingy™️, if I missed anything, let me know and ill add it!

Notes: It took me a bit to determine how I wanted this to play out and what I wanted their dynamic to be like. Like I already said, they’re both kinda subby in this one, not enough people explore subxsub dynamics smh. But that won’t be the case for the whole series. I attempted to proofread but cannot promise perfection. Feel free to comment/reblog/like, I love getting feedback! And if you would like to be added to the taglist just leave a comment :)

Enjoy!!

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The days leading up to Jungkook’s return seemed to stretch beyond time, but it all becomes worth it as you count down the seconds, watching people exit from the terminal, eagerly waiting. You ease your weight from foot to foot, an eagle eye watching.

It takes a few more minutes, but eventually you��re forcing down the urge to yell out his name as you see him emerge. Attention is the last thing he wants after a long plane ride. Instead, you discreetly make your way to eachother before quietly embracing. Your heart doesn’t soar, but rather fills with relief and comfort, absorbing the warmth that you missed so much.  His arms wrap tightly around you, and you regain a sense of safety you didn’t realize was missing. Although you might never get used to Jungkook leaving, you’ll always be ready for his return.

Most of Jungkook’s face is obscured by a dark mask and wide bucket hat, but looking up you see his eyes watering, folded into crescents from the smile beneath his mask. Tears fill your eyes, and you squeeze him tighter. Not a word has been spoken yet, but it isn’t necessary.

You sit down in your car, drained from the long morning, relieved but tired. Jungkook grabs hold of your hand once more.

“How was the plane, Bun?” The only response Jungkook gives is to rest his head against the seat and release a long, exhausted sigh. You squeeze his hand, gently caressing the skin that you haven’t felt in months, but that still feels familiar and soft.

You drive home in effortless silence. In the passenger seat, you hear Jungkook dozing off, his head knocking against the window once or twice during the ride. Before waking him up, you watch his peaceful sleeping face, his lips parted lightly, breath low, and the crease between his eyebrows nowhere to be seen.

As you finally walk through the front door, Jungkook falls against you once more, hugging you close.

“I missed you.”

The soft background noise of the TV rouses you. Through bleary senses you feel Jungkook’s warm breath on your skin, feel him huddled close to you, and smell the peachy shampoo on his hair. It wasn’t a surprise to you when Jungkook said that before doing anything else, he wanted to simply lay with you on the couch, and watch something mindless. It was always his first request coming home from a tour. Each time, you would oblige.

You carefully shift towards the TV to occupy yourself while Jungkook continues to sleep. Time passes slowly in his arms, warm and secure.

Through the window, you watch as the sun sets, and the sky darkens with gray clouds. As the clouds stir, so too does Jungkook. It’s gradual, the way he awakes. A few grumbles, a bit of stretching, and a couple yawns later his eyes are open, and you feel them fixed on the back of your head. You adjust your position once more to meet his gaze and are quickly absorbed. His eyes look brighter, if not a bit foggy, after a much-needed nap; their gaze soft and tranquil.

Jungkook whispers, “Hon, I’m gonna be honest,” you nod, “I really, really need you right now.”

Oh.

Oh…

There’s an immediate shift in the air around you as your heart races. It doesn’t take long before he presses you gently into the couch and captures your lips.

Jungkook speaks with increasing desperation between each soft kiss, “missed you,” kiss, “want you,” kiss, “need you” kiss, “please, please—”

He whines quietly, and you allow yourself to get lost in his desperation, “need you too, Bun.”

Inching his hands beneath your hoodie, Jungkook revels in your soft skin that he spent months pining to feel beneath his fingertips again. You squeeze him closer, tugging at the roots of his hair when his lips attach to the crook of your neck. He steals this moment to suck a deep mark into the warm skin, easing the sting with a swipe of his tongue.

He doesn’t stop.

With swift movements, he removes your hoodie to uncover more skin. Or, to him, a wider canvas. One by one, bruises bloom along you. Neck, collarbones, chest. Wherever they can reach, he lets his lips touch. Jungkook ends up towering over you, the look in his eyes a crossroads between adoration and desire. He meets his forehead to yours, heat radiating off his body, “haven’t had you in so long…”

“Well, you have me now.”

“Never wanna leave you again,” He breathes you in, and you feel his hips rut into you.

No amount of over-the-phone intimacy could make up for the months spent apart from you. It’s no surprise that it takes little to no time before Jungkook is easing himself into your folds, face buried in your neck, uncontrollable whimpers escaping the both of you.

He works slowly for both your sakes, cautious in his movements, barley able to control himself. One hand holds your waist as the other intertwines with your fingers, his grip unbreakable. The way he slides through your walls with ease, gently rocking in and out as he desperately holds onto you makes your brain go numb. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him tighter, needing more.

“H-honey, I don’t think I’ll l-last long.” He whines in your ear and his prediction is correct, only a few more thrusts cause him to break. Despite him coming, however, he doesn’t stop, “M-more, need more.”

“Keep going, Koo, please keep going—” You softly beg, “

His thrusts are faster and deeper now, fueled by need and desperation. “Oh, god, you feel so good” Jungkook cries.

“I’m so close, please, please—” you feel yourself become feverish as your high approaches, hands grasping at Jungkook’s back, the graze of your nails causing him to groan in pleasure. Your back arches, a final stifled moan escaping your throat. But still, Jungkook continues to drive his cock into you. The overstimulation makes you whine and squirm, gasping for relief. Gradually the feeling gives way to pleasure once more. Your limbs feel weak, your brain lost but begging for more until you’re both whimpering against eachother.

Countless minutes pass as you and Jungkook cling to eachother, refusing to let go. His hands stroke up and down your body, and in return, your fingers brush through his hair. Rain patters against the window, creating a lull.

You mumble, “feel better?”

“Much better, baby.”

“We should shower, Bun.”

Jungkook snuggled in closer, “don’t wanna”

“Too bad, so sad. Promise I’ll wash your hair.”

He raises his head from your chest, showing off his puppy eyes, “Really?”

The week ahead promises to be tiring, but it’s good to be home.

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[getitinbusan]

Special request

Smutty Jungkook one shot

JK: I can't believe I just got back and I have to sit through stupid meetings. I need you on my cock so bad.

Y/N: Baby, make them hurry up! Waiting for you is killing me Kookie.

JK: It's been torture this week. My room was next to Jin Hyungs, Do you know how much porn he watches? I swear it was so loud and he wouldn't leave himself alone. Every fucking time  he came back to the room he would beat it.

Y/N: Lol, Jinnie's so lonely, leave him be. You're just jealous that his hand put out more than yours did 😂

JK: I was trying to save myself for the real thing Y/N. I hope you're ready for a good all nighter.

Y/N: New lingerie is on ☑️ Lube and lighting are set ☑️ I've even loaded the night side table with snacks and beverages so we don't have to leave the room.

JK: Ugghhhh, I need to get home. If Taehyung doesn't stop talking I may murder him.

Y/N: Patience babe, we've made it this far.

JK: I need you to do something for me....I haven't stopped thinking about it since I left.

Y/N: Anything for you babe. What do you need?

JK: If I text you from the car when I get there, will you meet me at the door?

Y/N: That's not really a weird request Jungkook...

JK: I just...need you to suck me off, like, be on your knees waiting for my cock in your mouth. I want to open the door and...you just pull my pants down and fucking take me in your throat.

JK: Fantasizing about this is all that's gotten me through the week without you.

Y/N: Fuck Kookie... that's hot, I can't wait. Hang on....

JK: WTF did you do?? Why is Taehyung raising his eyebrows at me and suddenly telling everyone the meeting is over?

Y/N: I sent him a screen shot of our conversation 😏 I'll see you in about 20 mins?

Smutty part 2

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[punkgrogg]

Doorway Duo pt.5

Pairing: Hybrid!Taehyung x Reader, Hybrid!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Hybrid!BTS, Non idol AU, fluff

Warnings: Pregnancy

Summary: Y/n was abandoned by her long time boyfriend and moves back home to help prepare for the baby. She’s surprised to find two unfamiliar hybrids at her house.

Length: 3,085

Notes: Lol sorry it took so long to post, I thought I did like two weeks ago but I apparently did not. Well anyways I'm thinking a spicy chapter might be joining us soon but I've never written that kind of stuff before so I'm a little hesitant. Also, I have a lot of School shit piled up but I hope to write another chapter within the next two weeks.

Date Posted: 10/14/2021

Seokjin was staring at me with a mildly amused expression from across the dinner table. Jungkook was leaning his head on my left shoulder, his eyes closed as he waited for Taehyung to bring us our dinner plates- something the snow leopard insisted on even more vehemently after our talk a week ago. I knew what he meant by the staredown- he wanted to tease me for going from a single mother who swore off men to turning around to fall in love with the two hybrids being housed with our parents. The day after the big talk was a bit awkward for us all as we decided to break the news to my parents who were wholeheartedly accepting and my mother was downright giddy at the fact that her daughter now had two men to take care of her. My father on the other hand had thought we were already together and merely shrugged at my announcement. They both helped me file the paperwork for adoption and helped me with breaking the tension between my brothers and my boyfriends.

You see, Hoseok and Namjoon were very upset with both of them for ‘taking advantage ’ of their pregnant little sister. While that is probably the farthest thing from the truth it had been the source of some tension in the family but a couple of days was all it took until everything settled. It was a big help that the twins’ confirmation was probably the most exciting news in the house and they all seemed to use the excitement as a way to bridge the gap. Well, that was with Seokjin’s exception. Jinnie didn’t bat an eye at the news of my love life but instead doubled his texts when he found out he was getting both a niece and a nephew.

We were having a celebratory family dinner- all thanks to Mom who was excited that the two were officially adopted by me yesterday but Namjoon, Yoongi, and Seokjin weren’t available to come until today. Hoseok sat to Seokjin’s right and was animatedly talking to Dad about his favorite show that had released another episode that morning. Dad was nodding along to the chattering with an endearing look on his face. Mom sat at the opposite end of the table, at the head, Yoongi at her left and Namjoon at her right. Hoseok sat sandwiched between his two brothers and dad occupied the other table head.

Taehyung finally made his way into the dining room with Namjooon on his heels, both balancing two plates in their hands. Namjoon set a plate in front of Yoongi who sat next to Jungook and was silently observing us all. Taehyung laid both plates in front of Kook and me before rubbing his cheek on top of my head at my soft thanks. He happily trotted back to the kitchen to retrieve his own plate. With all the seats filled Tae had to pull up a mismatched chair to sit on my right side.

“Darling we’ll need to get a new table by Christmas.” Mom commented as Taehyung made himself comfortable at the table.

Dad surveyed us all before nodding along at the request. “Especially if Hobi finally confesses to that boy by then. Maybe we could get matching high chairs for the twins.”

I choked at that comment, I wasn’t used to the idea of twins even though it had been confirmed several days ago. Apparently, they were laying back to back and it was hard to detect her, especially her heartbeat that was quieter than the boy’s own. She was smaller than him too, something that concerned me but the doctor said that it wasn’t uncommon with fraternal twins. He did say that while I was carrying large for one baby, I was smaller than average for carrying multiples. He advised me to take it easier though, something that the family had come together more forcibly than before to enforce.

Jungkook patted my back softly as I chugged at my glass of water. Seokjin broke out in laughter across the table. “Y/n, you good?” he asked with yet another teasing smirk.

“Yeah, just went down the wrong pipe,” I bit back, tonight I will not let him get a rise out of me. But when Seokjin got it into his head- it was practically impossible to stop him.

“Now that we’ve mentioned it, how are the twins today?”

“They’re good, been kicking a lot today.” My responses were perfectly monotonous, something that will instead get a rise out of him.

“Ah, you pick any names out yet?” At my silence he continued, “for one, I think having a niece or nephew named after me would be so endearing. How else would you show your appreciation for your eldest brother?”

“Good thing you’re not on the naming committee,” Namjoon chimed in from down the table, my eyes darting to the speaker to convey my gratitude at being saved from his trap answer. Knowing him I would be tricked into committing to whatever name he suggested. ‘It’s just how older brothers work,’ he would repeat growing up whenever he weaseled his way into getting his way.

“Mom, don’t you think that another little Seokjin would be adorable? Imagine another Jinnie running around.” He pouted at Mom who laughed at his pitiful expression.

“When you have my next set of grandbabies you can give me another Jinnie. For now, Y/n is still figuring out what sounds good for them herself so don’t give her a hard time.” She then turned back into conversation with Yoongi and Namjoon, asking her oh-so-typical motherly questions about their new romance. She was insatiable when it came to getting the answers she wanted from us. Jin didn’t look like he had been subdued though and he quickly turned his attention away from me and to the man on my right.

“What about you Taehyung? You got any names you’ve brought up to Y/n?” His tone was verging on accusatory, what he was accusing? I hadn’t the slightest clue of what went on in the drama queen’s head.

“Well, we talked about the name Minseok but Jungkook vetoed it.” Taehyung shrugged and shoveled another bite into his mouth. He was more focused on the turkey leg than any conversation Seokjin could provide.

“Minseok? What’s wrong with that name?” Dad asked while Jungkook and I shared a look at the can of worms Tae just opened. I had been clear to everyone that I wasn’t ready to settle on a name just yet and they all respectively had kept their distance from the topic until the shit-stirrer across the table finally showed face.

“Y/n wants the names to match and we didn’t like the options for a girl. Taehyung also suggested Yongsu go with it. Of course, I vetoed.” Jungkook explained as he pointed a fork at the said name murderer.

My Dad nodded along at the explanation before rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Oh gee, I could feel his brain churning out a million names before he opened his mouth. “What about Yoomi?”

“That’s worse than Minseok Dad. Have we considered Soohyun?” Hoseok butted into the conversation, and I couldn’t help but grimace at the suggestion. I knew a Soohyun, she was the girl Mark was cheating on me with. I’d rather not recall walking in on infidelity every time I called for my daughter.

“How about they have renditions of the same name? Like Joohyun and Hyunjoo? Those would be hella cute.” Namjoon was the new naming murderer and he seemed to be proud of his contribution. Even his boyfriend grimaced at how cliche the names were for twins.

I shook my head and leveled them all with a lifeless expression.“This is why I never talk about names with you guys.”

Joonie took that personally and he frowned at me before exclaiming: “Hey I picked out your name!”

“Out of a list we gave you Namjoon,” Mom reminded him quietly with a sofy pat on his arm and he scoffed at it before turning back to his plate with a grumble.

“Speaking of, I was the one to come up with all of your names.” My dad supplied before turning his attention to me once again and mouthing ’Yoomi’ at me.

“What about Minso and Chunso? I saw those names on a tv show before.” Said Yoongi, his face showing apprehension.

I could tell the apprehension was twofold- he hadn’t been able to establish his place in the family and I was shutting down every suggestion so far. I made sure to smile at him softly as I replied; “You know what, I actually kind of like that. Thank you Yoongi.”

“I like the name Minso. It’d be lovely for the little princess.” Dad spoke around a mouthful of broccoli and quickly held a hand up at Seokjin’s disgusted face. Minso for my little girl? It didn’t feel quite right for her but it was a good suggestion and I hadn’t the heart to negate him.

“Chunso is kind of a mouthful though,” Hobi interjected and proceeded to mutter it while exaggerating the lip movements. I knew I could count on Hoseok to be on a similar wavelength as me so I wouldn’t feel guilty for eventually brushing off the names from the list. Jungkook and Taehyung kept quiet when we’d discuss names, claiming I got the biggest say and they didn’t want to discourage any exploration. With that, I knew they wouldn’t dare speak out against any names I complemented halfheartedly.

Joonie leaned out to the center of the table and turned his phone to me. “I’m looking it up now and Minso means one of a kind.”

Wanting to distance myself from the conversation at hand, I glanced over at the thorn juxtaposed to me before suddenly recalling another name suggested by Taehyung the night prior. “Well, I was thinking of naming her Duri, since it can mean two. She just so happens to be labeled baby number two on the ultrasound.” I smirked at the pun enthusiast across the table to watch his face morph into one of horror.

Mom clapped her hands at the joke; “Then what are you thinking of naming him to match?” Her genuine excitement at me finally picking a name made me feel a little guilty. Naming a small human is hard and nothing has really felt close to ‘it’.

“That is such a pun- you can’t name my niece after a pun.” Jin slapped his hand down on the table before I could respond to Mom and I had to fight myself to keep from laughing at his expression. Never had I seen such pain on him but before I could tease him some more mom was snapping for our attention.

“As the matriarch of this family- I have lovingly thought of two names that could be cute for the babies.” She declared proudly as she crossed her arms in front of her.

“Oh, you have?” Jin stole words out of my mouth but unlike me, he had tangible doubt laden throughout his words. She nodded at the snarky man before turning her attention to me.

“Yes, and since you’re forming your own family with those two lovebirds then I would like to suggest Taehee and Junghee.”

Jungkook had been silently observing the discourse amongst us all as he rested his head on my shoulder but perked up at Mom’s words. “Those are beautiful names Mom, I can't believe we hadn’t considered those.”

“Because it’s insane to name them after you both.” All eyes slowly turned to Seokjin in various degrees of anger and shock. Hoseok had leaned away from him at the comment and Namjoon was coldly staring at him.

I was one of the shocked, what could he possibly mean by that comment? Was it a racist implication? From our family? We have a hybrid brother and both of his human siblings were dating hybrids. Was it against the polyandry? The monogamous-centric views were a bit dated even for our parent’s generation so it wouldn’t make sense. Was it because Mark was their sperm donor? Seokjin hated their biological father so that didn’t make much sense either. In the tense air, I leaned into Jungkook’s side- almost as if I was trying to hide in his embrace.

“Seokjin. I would carefully watch your next words.” My mother’s voice was cold and you could slice cake with how sharp her words came out.

The offender held his hands up in surrender before defending himself. “It’s not what you’re thinking, it’s because Jinhee is obviously a better name and should be considered first.”

The room was eerily silent for a hot minute before Hoseok turned and almost shoved Jin out of his chair. There was a playfulness that masked the lingering bits of anger in his face. Mom let out a breath of relief at the joke before going back to her dinner.

There was an almost silent scoff from down the table on my left, I turned to see Yoongi pushing his food around on his plate. “If we’re taking their dads’ names into consideration we could go with Yoontae or Yoonjung.”

“Those both have a part of your name in it too.” Hoseok pointed out with a small pout.

“That’s obvious, since I got invited to this family dinner, I’m now part of the family. I’m obviously going to be the favorite uncle.” He dramatically shrugged his shoulders and flicked his hair out of his face. I couldn’t help but smile at the declaration.

“Oh hell no you’re not, I’ve been vying for that spot since she told me,” Jin argued, his cheeks puffed out in anger.

“Must suck to have that spot pulled out from under you. I’ll make sure to send my condolences to your place later.” Yoongi shrugged yet again with a smirk before taking a big bite of the broccoli.

Namjoon gently reached out across the table with a placating expression on his face as he placed a hand on top of Yoongi’s upturned one. “Honey, I love that you’re feeling comfortable enough to joke with my brothers but I need you to know that it’s literally impossible to get that title while I’m still alive. I am the favorite brother so I will be the favorite uncle.”

Hobi’s ears perked up atop his head, he turned to Joon and shoved his harshly at the self-proclamation of the favorite brother. “Oh hell no you’re not. I AM.”

“Oh, Nams I’ll make sure to let your doctor know that you’re going senile.” Seokjin snarked from behind the angry canine hybrid, he too looked insulted at the prospect of not being the favorite. Mom and Dad both joined in the bickering to try and keep them from bursting into a full-blown brawl.

“I like the idea of the name Sujung,” I commented quietly and only the two hybrids glued to me noticed. Jungkook perking up visibly at the name suggestion. Tae leaned into my side more and I could feel his warm tail wound itself across my lap.

“It’s very pretty love, have you thought about one for the boy? I know you’re always tied up with the names for him.” He complimented me with a blindingly bright smile and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek.

I could help the blush that was threatening its way across my face so I pressed more into his touch. It was nice to have them both curled around me, especially now that it was growing colder. “Well, if I name her after Kookie, wouldn’t you like to have him named after you?”

Tae shook his head quickly at the question before resting his chin on my shoulder so he could talk to me in an almost whisper. “ I’ll love them no matter what we name them. You could name them both after Jungkook and I’d love them all the same.”

“I know you’ll love them, that wasn’t the question.” I reached a hand out to lace out fingers together.

“Baby, in the end, it’s your choice, maybe I’d like him to be named after me but if you choose otherwise then I wouldn’t care.”

“What about Taewon? I knew a man with that name before and he was very kind.” Jungkook decided to suggest suddenly making me jump slightly at the surprise. His mouth was centimeters from my ear and I could feel his warm breath fanning its way down my neck.

“I used to know a Kitae. What about that instead?” He suggested when I didn’t respond fast enough for his liking. I guess my hesitation spoke volumes.

Kitae was much cuter, cute enough to rival Sujung. “I like it, Kitae and Sujung. How cute.”

At my grin, Taehyung pulled away with excitement, “So we’ve settled on their names?”

“For now, they may change. Mom said she changed her mind a couple of times throughout her pregnancies.” I reminded him as I pulled him back into my embrace.

“For now, they’re perfect. They are going to be so cute! Now I can use their name when I talk with them.” He was almost shaking with excitement at the prospect. I didn’t know he’d be this enthusiastic about their names. “Love, we can use their names in their bedtimes stories from now on.”

I nodded at the exclamation and smiled as he rambled on about how he was going to write out the classics with their names so they can be the heroes of their stories. While he continued to chatter Jungkook curled an arm around my waist- well as much as he could with my growing stomach. I glanced over at the rest of the table and couldn’t help the smile that stretched across my face, My family was all happily broken into small conversations and they all seemed to be enjoying themselves. Jin and my dad were chatting and Jin was obviously fighting back his laughter. Hoseok and Yoongi seemed to be talking about Jimin if the raging blush on Hobi’s face was anything to go by. Mom and Joonie were quietly talking before she reached a hand out to ruffle his hair while he whined at the action. I turned my attention back to my still rambling boyfriend to catch on to the tail-end of his rant.

My family was here, together and happy. And my newly forged family unit fit in perfectly- something I was ever grateful for.

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Tag, You’re It (M)

paring: Jungkook x reader

rating: M

Gener: Yandere 

Warnings : Kidnapping 

Summery: They always say it’s someone you know, someone that you are close to that turns out to be a psycho freak, you just weren't expecting it to be your hot innocent next door neighbor.

Inspired by Tag, You’re It by queen mel <3

BTS Masterlist

“Looking at me through your window

“Boy, you had your eye for a little”

“Hi Y/n.” Jungkook, your friendly neighbor shouted from across the yard as he spotted you. “Good afternoon Jungook, How are you?” You shouted back mirroring his smile. “I’m doing good just got done with some grocery shopping.” Jungkook responded displaying the plastic bags he was holding in his arms.

With that you let out a groan as you inserted your key in the lock. “That reminds me, I have to do some shopping of my own.” A chuckle escaped from jungkook.

“I’ll cut you up and make you dinner

You’ve reached the end, you are the winner.”

“Say if you don’t have food, I hope i’m not overstepping but why don’t you come over for dinner tonight.” Jungkook asked innocently, biting his lip as he eyed you from the sided. You focused on opening your front door trying to ignore the pounding in your chest. “As much as I would enjoy that Mr. Jeon, I have some homework to get to tonight.” You said as you looked up at him. Your door was now unlocked but you didn’t want to go inside, not yet at least. You wanted to savor this moment with your overly extremely hot next door neighbor.

Jungkook nodded his head as he went to open his own front door. “Well I wish you all the luck on that homework, but just know my offer still stands.” To anyone that would have seem like an innocent invitation, to YOU it was an innocent invitation. but to Jungkook it was far from innocent. 

-

“Rolling down your tinted window

Driving next to me real slow, he said”

Jogging through the neighborhood was one of the things you did every morning five days out of the week. You would jog around the block two times, stop by Mrs. Kim’s daughters lemonade stand grab a drink and continue. It was all apart of the routine.

But having a suspicious black BMW slow down as it turned down the street you were making your way down was not apart of the rutie. 

You were an observant girl, always aware of your surrounds, you liked to be kept on your toes never getting too comfortable, some might call you paranoid. So when you turned your head and caught site of the slowed down car you picked up your pase. But so did the car.

“Howdy Neighbor.” A familiar voice called out as the car was now next to you. “oh my god Jungkook!” You jumped back face flush with a beating heart. God this boy will give you a heart attack one day.

Jungkook looked at you with innocent eyes. “Are you alright?” He asked as you stopped and placed both of your hands on your knees, taking in deep breaths. 

“Yes, you just scared the living daylights out of me that’s all.” You chuckled leaning back up whipping some sweat off of your forehead, when you make eye contact with him your face flushed.

gross and sweaty in front of the handsome neighbor way to go Y/n,

“Oh my bad I didn’t mean to.” He quickly spoke with a sincere look in his eyes. You laughed and shook your head. “It’s okay Jungkook, Just don’t drive so creepy next time.” 

“Let me take you for a joyride

I’ve got some candy for you inside.”

“Say, I just got back from the store and I have some popsicles it is a hot day, would you like any?” Jungkook asked with a sweet smile that almost made you say yes right away.

You watched as the young man reached in the back of his car behind the driver's seat, you took note on how the ink on his muscular arms looked extremely good

when he pulled forward a box of popsicle you looked away not wanted to get caught drooling over him. “Thank you Jungkook.”You smiled as you watched him open the box. Your mouth instantly watered.

“Come eat it inside.” Jungkook said. You watched in confusion as he leaned over and open the car door. “Oh I really shouldn’t” feeling self conscious you took a step back. 

“Nonsense, The popsicle will melt while it’s out there, and do you really wanna hold a sticky stick while you run.” He looked at you with a teasing smile. 

Giving up you rolled your eyes and got into the car. “that’s a good girl.” Jungkook said as you shut the door face now more flushed than before and chest pounding that you pray to the gods he can’t hear it.

‘What flavor do you want?” He asked dismissing the comment he just made. You on the other hand had the words still repeating in your head. Another puls feeling shot through you but this one was not in your chest.

“Is there Orange.” You mastered to ask as you let out an awkward cough hoping he just thinks your flustered state is from the morning run. “Let me take a look.” He mumbled digging through the box.

“If not cherry is fine, you know i’m okay with any flavor except grape. the grape ones-”  “taste like medicine” You and Jungkook said at the same time. You nodded. “You're in luck missy, I found an orange.” He playfully smirked holding up the orange flavored popsicle.

-

It’s been four weeks since your encounter with Mr. Hottie neighbor and you were thankful for that. Yes Jungkook was nice company but you won’t be able to go another minute with your heart going crazy like it was going to blast out of your chest.

It was currently 1:30 am and you were laying on your living room couch trying to finish up your thesis statement for one of your college courses, that when the third rumble of your stomach hit and you got fed up. 

grabbing your car keys and throwing a jacked over your tank top you made your way out the door and to your car. One of the perks of being a college kid is being broke, ordering takeout for three weeks straight really put a dent in your pocket.

starting your car up you drove to the nearest corner store that was open.

-

pulling into the parking lot you failed to notice how it was almost empty except for wo other cars.

stepping out you didn’t bother to lock your car door the goal of getting in and getting out was the on thing that filled your mind.

“Running through the parking lot

he chased me and he wouldn't stop”

Once you were done paying you quickly grabbed your bag and pushed open the door, the cold air greeting you in the procese sent a shiver down your spine. was it worth it to go out in your pajama shorts and a tank top, looking around you took in how dark it was. no it wasn’t.

quickly opening your car door you placed the bag next to you and the keys inside. taking a peaky through the rear view mirror. That’s when you saw it

There was a person in the backseat of your car but before you could let out a bloody scream they placed the a white cloth over your mouth. 

Now you were fully regretting going out tonight.

Not taking in a deep breath you reached your hand out to the cup holder next to you grabbing the paper spry you through your arm back and pressed down on it, the attacker cussed and moved their hand. 

not wasting a minute you got out the car and did what anyone in their right mind would do. You ran. you heard the car door slam shut and you knew they got out too the fast footsteps that started to follow you proved it. but you didn’t stop, you didn’t look back. 

“Grab my hand, pushed me down

took the words right out my mouth”

You felt the hands on you, the force pushed you to the ground as a hand went clasping around your mouth muffling your scram, a muscular arm wrapped around your waist bringing you back up.

no 

no 

no 

This was not happening, You were not done for. You couldn't wouldn't except this faith and that's why you did everything your self defense classes taught you. You slammed your foot on this psycho’s toes and he released you again with a cuss.

if you would have listened. you would have noticed that the voice sounded oddly familiar.

but before you can even get one step away something hard came in contact with the side of your head sending you straight to the gourd.

your blurry vision filled with large black boots and then you lost consciousness.

-

You slowly opened your eyes, gretted to a dim light and a room with four walls, no windows in sight. just a door. panic rushed through your body and you tried to move that’s when you noticed you were hanging.

A thick rope wrapped around your wrist was hanging you up from the ceiling nothing was supporting your feet.

“Enie meenie miny mo”

A voice was heard from behind you, it made your heart stop. 

“Get your lady by her toes”

You felt something brush against your ankle and you let out a piercing scream. The sinister sound turned into a child like giggle.

“If she screams, don’t let her go” it sung.

A choked sob escaped you as the tears started to run down your face. “Whyy why why why.” You whispered to weak to speak.

“Shhh shhh, it’s okay love.” The voice cooed as a hand was gently brushing down the side of your head.

The presence of your abductor finally showed itself,  they were now standing in front of you holding those familiar innocent doe like eyes.

“J-Jungkook?” 

“Howdy neighbor.” 

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