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The Truth pt.1 (Male version)

Request for this scenario:

there is this song called “the truth” by bei maejor and I was wondering if you could write a smut scenerio using that song where Jungkook steals you frm rapmon?

Group: BTS

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (Male)

Genre: Smut

“Please understand” Namjoon begged. His fingers wrapped around your wrist as his eyes melted, pleading with you.

“Understand what? That you’re putting your ex-girlfriend above me?” you asked. Namjoon sighed and the thought of slapping him crossed your mind.

“____-”

“Your current boyfriend? You’re ditching your future for your past?” you said, talking over him. He just stared at you, his eyes still attempting to beg you. Why had he been so stupid lately? Were you speaking a language that he couldn’t understand?

“I’m not ditching you, okay? I can’t stand the idea of having her hate me. We used to be best friends, ___. I love you and you know that” he replied, sliding his grip down to hold your hand. Your eyes looked down at his hand and you raised an eyebrow.

“If you loved me as much as you say you do, you wouldn’t be acting like such a dick to me. I don’t care if you work on your relationship with her but it’s not okay that I have to watch your foreplay-”

“Foreplay? What are you talking about?” Namjoon questioned, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“What am I talking about? You haven’t noticed the way she touches you? I’m surprised she hasn’t dropped to her knees yet-”

“Okay, ___. That’s enough” he cut in, voice a bit escalated. He was yelling at you now? You gave him a look and he groaned before starting up his usual apology. You snatched away from him and he stood up, trying to get you to come back to him.

The door opened and she emerged from the darkest pit in hell. “Namjoon are you really going to miss your own birthday party?” she asked, eyes slowly moving from your face to his.

“-are you really going to miss your birthday party” you mumbled, mocking her little voice as you walked out of the room. You heard Namjoon calling your name but you just kept walking. You needed a drink. You needed a walk. You needed your boyfriend to quit acting like a clueless dumbass.

“___!”

You turned around and watched as Yoongi walked to meet you.

“You know, usually, when you scream someone’s name you’re jogging to catch up with them” you criticized.

“Yeah, yeah, sure. You and I both know that I am not going to run just to get you” he responded.

“Truly the greatest best friend in the world” you said sarcastically. Yoongi smiled in his drunken state and smacked your shoulder. His arm draped over your shoulder as he walked with you to the open bar. He sat with you before frowning, using his Jedi-Yoongi tricks to read your mind. He ordered a few drinks and passed them all to you.

“What did he do now?”

Before you could answer, a loud roar of applause started up and you both turned your heads toward the door. Namjoon walked into the room with his dimples flashing and the she-witch glued to his arm.

“Ahhh, Medusa again?” he asked, stealing one of your drinks.

“Cruella” you responded.

“Ursula-”

“…Jafar?” he struggled. You laughed and he smiled.

“I couldn’t think of anymore evil chicks” he explained. You just shook your head and downed a couple of the drinks. Your eyes cut back to the two of them and you felt your jaw flex, your teeth pressing together. You turned back to your drinks and quickly drunk the rest before taking Yoongi’s.

“Maybe you should try not being an alcoholic..?” Yoongi said, watching you.

You ignored him, asking for another drink. Who was he to judge? He’d been drinking too.

“I think it hurts more that it’s a girl because I literally can’t do the things that she can do for him” you vented. Yoongi frowned in confusion and you sighed.

“We don’t have the same parts?” you tried again. You could see that he still wasn’t getting it.

“A vagina. I do not have a vagina. I am vagina-less” you said, spelling it out for him.

“Well, she can’t give him what you can. SHE DOESN’T HAVE A PENIS. SHE IS PENIS-LESS” he shouted. You clapped your hand over his mouth and smiled to the people who’d began to stare. He mumbled something against your hand before licking your palm, forcing you to snatch your hand away.

“Seriously?” you asked, wiping your hand on him.

His glazed eyes were a sign that you’d clearly underestimated how much alcohol he’d had. He was officially beyond his limit and you needed to get him home.

“Let’s go” you sighed, standing to help him up. Yoongi allowed you to help him through the crowd, his smile thoroughly worked into his face. Namjoon saw the two of you leaving and he hurried toward the door.

“Is he okay?” he asked.

“He’s fine. Carry on with your party” you replied, not even glancing at him.

Ursula, being Namjoon’s shadow, moved to his side and asked the same question.

“He said that I’m fine, you dick-less homewrecker” Yoongi said. You held in your laugh as you continued out of the room.

Yoongi shuffled his feet along, making it a little easier to help him out of the building.

“You’re an idol. Why don’t you guys have your driver with you at all times?” you complained. Yoongi slapped his hand to your face and you slapped him back. He laughed and put his finger to your lip, telling you to ‘shhh’.

Yoongi tripped and you were barely able to catch him in time. He laughed as he went down and laughed even harder as soon as you caught him.

“You need to get me home before I die out here” he smiled. You just shook your head and continued down the street with your arm around him. As you approached the building, Yoongi had gone from laughing uncontrollably to singing at the top of his lungs. You tried to quiet him down but he was just too far gone to listen.

Eventually, despite his disruptive behavior, you were able to get him into the elevator and up to their floor. You posted him up by the door and knocked, praying that one of the boys were home.

“I’m going on the floor, ___” Yoongi said.

“What?”

“Floor time” he answered, letting his body slide down to the floor. You narrowed your eyes and groaned. This was the worst version of Drunk Yoongi. He was quickly slipping into the ‘too drunk to stay awake’ version of himself.

“Yoongi, please don’t get on the floor-”

“I’m on the floor. I’m going to sleep on the floor” he said, curling up on the floor. You knocked again and thanked the heavens when Jungkook opened the door.

“Yoongi, let’s go. Get up” you said after shooting Jungkook a look. He just groaned and you rolled your eyes before grabbing him by the arms. You started dragging him in while Jungkook held the door open for you. After you’d cleared the door, Jungkook grabbed Yoongi’s legs and helped you carry him to his bed.

“He really went hard tonight, huh?” Jungkook asked as soon as you put Yoongi down.

“I was a bit distracted all night. I couldn’t really monitor his alcohol intake” you said, stretching your arms. Jungkook followed you out of the bedroom, closing Yoongi’s door on the way out. He walked with you to the living room and sat on the couch. He flipped through a few channels and you absentmindedly stared at the screen.

“Decided to ditch the party?” you asked after a while.

“I had a headache and my throat is killing me” he explained without much emotion.

“So… you didn’t really want to go” you smiled, looking over at him.

“Basically” he grinned, landing on a channel.

Your mind began travelling, wondering what everyone else was doing at the party. Honestly, you were only wondering what Namjoon was doing at the party. Was he still letting that parasite touch him? For a second, your mind was blank and you just stared straight ahead.

“Can I ask you a question, Jungkook?” you asked, eyes glued to the TV. He turned his head to look at you and you swallowed hard.

“Would you ditch your partner to be friends with your ex?” you asked.

“Namjoon is doing that to you?” he asked, his eyebrows rising in disbelief. You just stared at him, this obviously being hard to talk about.  With you staying quiet, Jungkook took it upon himself to continue the conversation.

“Does it hurt more because she’s a gir- ” Jungkook asked after a while. You looked down at your fingers before clearing your throat.

“I really don’t want-”

“-to talk about it? Yeah, sorry” Jungkook said, ending the conversation. You sat in a few more minutes of silence, feeling Jungkook’s eyes on you every couple of seconds. You could tell that he wanted to say something but he was very hesitant.

“Hyung, really cares for you. I know that you probably don’t want to hear that but it’s true” he offered. Jungkook scratched his head, unsure of what to say. This comforting thing was getting weirder by the minute. What was he supposed to say? Was he supposed to compliment you or something?

“I mean, it’s not like he would actually ditch you… he isn’t completely crazy. You know? You’re attractive and everyone seems to like you so…” Jungkook said. You smiled at how awkward he was and just said ‘thank you’.

“It’s true. You’ve got…it” he said.

“It?”

Jungkook nodded and you’d never felt more confused. What did that mean? What is ‘it’?

“What does that mean exactly?” you asked with a laugh. Jungkook laughed with you and turned the volume on the TV down. He turned his body toward you and tilted his head to the side.

“Are you really going to laugh at me? I’m trying to make you feel better!” he complained.

“Ah, right. Sorry, continue” you said, trying to control your laughter.

“Thank you. You have, I don’t know. You’re very smart and you don’t let people walk all over you. You’re actually kind of hot when you think about it” he rambled, his hand movements just as confusing as his words. Your smile grew and you just couldn’t hold in the second batch of laughter. To make matters worse, your head felt like it was swimming. More likely than not, it was thanks to those shots you were pounding down earlier.  

“I’m never going to compliment you again” he smiled.

“I’m trying but these are some of the strangest compliments I’ve ever gotten. I’m only hot when you think about it?” you asked. Jungkook shrugged.

“I don’t know what you want from me. You have a nice…shape to you? Your lips are…your lips are pretty sexy actually” he said, looking down at your lips and then jumping back to your eyes.

“Thanks” you said, shaking your head.

“Would you? Treat your boyfriend like that?” you asked again. Jungkook shook his head almost instantly.

“I’m a bit territorial so, the way I see it, when I commit to someone and they commit to me: that’s it. No one else matters but me and that person” he spoke honestly.

“Territorial, huh?” you asked. He nodded and you thought over the word, flipping it around in your mind.

“For example, if it were me instead of Namjoon, Jess wouldn’t be here. Especially if you didn’t like her. You’re most important as I should be to you” he said, eyes peering into yours. For a few seconds, you couldn’t look away, being drawn into his stare.  

It suddenly became quiet and Jungkook mentally screamed at himself, breaking the eye contact. Sensing the tension in the room, you decided to change the subject.

“It does” you said out of nowhere. Jungkook looked at you expectantly, scratching the back of his hand.

“Hurt because she’s a girl, I mean. I am his first relationship with a guy so it’s always been a worry of mine” you opened up. Jungkook mistook your glazing, reddening eyes as a sign of you crying and slid closer to you. He hugged his arms around you and you welcomed it. You’re ears felt as if they were on fire and suddenly the only thing you were registering was the warmth of his body and his scent. The longer the hug went on, the warmer you felt. Jungkook began to wonder if he’d been hugging you for too long. He began to pull away, hoping that you weren’t thinking that he was a complete weirdo.

He had to be careful with you. He was slowly reaching that line between right and wrong. Comforting you was perfectly fine. Hugging you was perfectly fine. That long, extended hug that gave him enough time to inhale your scent…that was a little too much. Jungkook had always found you attractive but you were his friend’s boyfriend. He’d always made it a point to keep his distance.

Noticing his own silence, Jungkook cleared his throat and looked down at his hands.

“He cares about you though; a lot” he said, not having anything appropriate to say. Somehow, even though he’d said that earlier, his words made your eyes sting. If Namjoon cared as much as everyone believed, then why was he acting like this? You’d invested a full year into this relationship and now it seemed to be crumbling before your eyes in a matter of weeks. Trying not to drag attention to your fresh tears, you slowly moved to wipe your eyes. Unfortunately, Jungkook seemed to have some sort of distress monitor and he looked at you just as you swiped away a tear.

“____, don’t- don’t cry, please?” Jungkook almost begged.

His plea only forced more tears out of you and you sighed, apologizing.

“Don’t say sorry. I just- I’m not really good at this comforting thing” he spewed out. Based on the eccentricity of his earlier compliments, you had already guessed that. You tried to pull yourself together but it was proving harder than expected.

Jungkook went back to the only thing he knew how to do and hugged his arms around you. Another apology spilled out of your mouth and you pulled away from his embrace to wipe your face.

“I shouldn’t be torturing you like this. There’s just a lot going on tonight” you said. In addition to the stress, that alcohol was slowly but surely kicking in.

“No, no, I want to help” he responded. You thanked him, your eyes strangely being attracted to his lips. They were so pink. How were they so perfectly shaped? Perfectly shaped and pink?

Jungkook noticed you looking and the alarms began going off in his head as his heart began beating faster. He could tell where this was going and he knew that he needed to back away.

‘Don’t kiss Namjoon’s boyfriend. Don’t kiss him. Don’t kiss him’ Jungkook repeated in his head.

“You’re welcome” Jungkook breathed, unable to control his head from bending down. Without much thought, you met him halfway, pressing your lips to his. After the initial connection between your lips, Jungkook sighed against you. This was wrong and he knew it. There was that nagging feeling in the back of his mind that wouldn’t stop reminding him.

You wrapped your tongue around his and he had to stop himself from moaning. You sexily sucked on his tongue and it was at that point that a silent ‘fuck it’ reigned over his thoughts. He put his hand to the side of your neck, pulling you closer against him. As it went on, the kiss became sloppy and much more urgent.

You could feel yourself hardening with every second that passed. A light moan sounded from inside of you, making his dick throb. Your hand slid over his chest and down to the waistband of his sweatpants. Little by little, all of your worries about Namjoon and his bitchy ex-girlfriend were thrown out of the window. The only thing you could focus on was Jungkook’s pants and the way his teeth nipped at your bottom lip. You rubbed his bulge over his sweatpants and he bit down on your lip harder. His teeth tugged at your lip and he moaned. As you rubbed him with a bit more force, Jungkook could feel his ears burning and his heart beating out of his chest. His lips faltered and he leaned against the arm of the couch, his mouth falling open. You leaned over and kissed the skin just below the cute mole on his neck. Your hand snaked under the waistband of his pants and you firmly gripped his dick in your hand.

With one squeeze, you were able to get a deep moan from Jungkook.

“___, we should stop” he moaned again, eyes sliding shut as you slowly pumped him. Even though you knew he was right, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. Between the look on his face and the sounds that he made, it was becoming too addicting.

Your hand pumped him faster as your teeth sunk into his neck. Any thoughts of stopping flew from his mind in that instant. He humped along with your hand, his teeth clenching as he grew closer to his release.

“I-I’m going to cum” he groaned. You moaned in his ear and kissed his neck once more.

“Do it. Cum in my hand” you said into his ear.

“Ungh, fuck-”

His chest was sinking and rising rapidly as he panted, his eyes squeezed shut. Within seconds he was exploding into your hand, a bit of his seed spilling into his sweatpants.

Jungkook sank even deeper into the couch, exhausted. You pulled your hand from his pants and ran your tongue over his juices. Jungkook’s lips parted as the image burned a hole into his memory. Looking into his eyes, you sucked your fingers into your mouth as he sat there transfixed.

“____!” Yoongi yelled from his room. His voice caused both of you to jump, reality beginning to set in. Jungkook immediately fixed his clothes and you quickly scampered to the bathroom to wash your hands off.

“____!” Yoongi called again. You went to his room next to see what was wrong with him.

“Water” he complained once you came into view.

“That’s all you wanted?” you asked, annoyed. He’d been screaming like he was dying.

“Please?” he asked, eyes begging.

Just as you walked out of the room, you ran into Jungkook. He held a bottle of water out to you and you smiled awkwardly, reminded of your stubborn erection.

“Please, just keep this between us” he asked.

“Of course, but you owe me” you smiled, taking the bottle. Jungkook smiled with you, your eyes connecting again.

“Of course” he responded. Yoongi complained about his water again and once again, snapped you back to reality. Jungkook watched as you turned around with the most conflicted feelings he’d ever experienced. There was the obvious problem that you were taken by one of his close friends. The other part of it was that he felt strangely drawn to you and that was obviously wrong.

Turning around, Jungkook could feel the guilt of what he’d done with every step that he took.

A/N: How was it? ...I feel wayyy nervous, lmao. Em, to all of you boyxboy readers/ fans, let me know if I fucked up or screwed this up royally or...idk. It’s just the first part but maybe you can sense that this is going to be good or bad? Idk, just let me know!

Part 2

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