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#they get off the coaster and sam is like ....you want to ride the carousel now baby
svmbucky · 3 years
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GUYS OMGGG sambucky amusement park date!!! sam, known thrill seeker, probably loves the fuck out of rollercoasters...... and bucky’s like trying to be a supportive boyfriend so he’s like “fine, ok, i’ll try it once” but of course he hates heights so it goes about as well as you’d expect (he almost breaks sam’s hand clinging on for dear life). in the end though they both kind of end up giggling about it and over some overpriced ice cream they hold hands and agree to start with the small stuff......
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incorrect-diviners · 4 years
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Hello! Congratulations!!, for the mini fics request: Evie and Sam on date night. Thank youu
Part 6 y’all, we got a part 6!
Some spoilers for Lair of Dreams with this one. Coney Island date!
“I’m about to make all your dreams come true.”
That was how Sam greeted Evie when she opened the door. She quirked an eyebrow.
“Really?” Are you finally gonna give me back my $20 clams and disappear back to wherever you came from?” She smiled mischievously at him.
“Hah hah, good try but I think you’re better off sticking to your current radio schtick Baby Vamp. Comedy isn’t really your calling.”
“Whoever said I was trying for comedy?”
Sam glared at her for a moment, before a smug expression crossed his face. “Fine,” he sighed, “I guess I’ll just have to let the folks downstairs know that the date is off and they won’t get a chance to see their favorite couple grace the town with their presence.” He turned to leave, but Evie quickly grabbed his arm.
“There’s people downstairs? Waiting for us? Newspaper people?”
Sam looked at her over his shoulder and smirked. “Only one way for you to find out Lamb Chop.”
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“Coney Island!” Sam exclaimed, holding his hands out in front of them. Evie looked at him skeptically, before glancing around and noticing the people subtly watching them. Or maybe that’s just what Evie wanted to see, to have an excuse for enjoying the notion of being out on a date with Sam.
“I’ve never been here,” Evie remarked, casually looping her arm through his as they began to walk towards the entrance of the Luna Park portion of Coney Island.
“Me either,” Sam said.
“Really? Then what made you think of coming here?” They reached the ticket counter and Sam pulled out their fare. Upon paying the cheery girl at the counter ushered them into the amusement park.
They walked into the park a bit and Sam shrugged. “Never really had the desire to go,” he looked down at the ground and scuffed his shoe a bit, “or the funds.”
Ah, so that was it. And Evie didn’t buy his act about not wanting to go one bit. Even with the awkwardness of before he was practically vibrating with excitement as he observed the rides and games surrounding them.
“But now...” Evie questioned aloud, thoughts and words trailing off as Sam met her gaze once again. She was startled by the intensity of his eyes. They seemed to be trying to communicate something, but she wasn’t sure what.
In a flash the old Sam was back, feigned cockiness obscuring whatever emotion had been there before. “But now I’ve come into some money and thought I would treat my best girl to a day of fun and thrills!”
“That money you’ve come into wouldn’t happen to be mine would it?”
“Not a chance! I spent your money ages ago!”
Evie sighed, and draped her arm back through his again. For the good of any onlookers of course. They were trying to sell this romance hard after all. The way Evie’s heart raced and stomach fluttered with the renewed closeness to Sam had nothing to do with it at all. “By all means, lead the way.”
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Their first stop was a charming carousel. Despite her earlier encouragement for Sam to decide their course of action for the day, once Evie had spotted the intricately carved horses she had practically dragged Sam over to it. Something about the bright colors of paint, upbeat music, and the way the horses legs were positioned as if at any moment they would break free and gallop away appealed to her. Sam happily obliged her, helping her onto one of the wooden horses once it was their turn for a ride.
He stumbled a bit as he hefted himself onto the horse next to her. “Maybe I should have been the one helping you instead,” she teased, enjoying the flush that crept along his neck.
“My horse is taller than yours,” he pointed out a bit petulantly.
“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Evie giggled. Sam opened his mouth to retort, but was cut off by a loud ding announcing the ride was starting. Evie squealed, and grabbed the pole in front of her for balance as the carousel began to spin.
She turned her face away from Sam and out towards the world as Luna Park spun around in front of her, a whirl of colors, laughter, and delicious smells of food. Evie thought she might like to stay here forever, getting carried away into a place of make believe.
The ride started to slow down far sooner than she would have liked. Only then did she turn back to look at Sam. He had a soft expression on his face, eyes cast in a similar direction to where hers had been before.
“You liked the ride too?” Evie asked, she hadn’t expected him to enjoy this one as much as she did. “Wasn’t it just wonderful?”
“Y- Yeah!” Sam replied, startling out of his thoughts. “So wonderful.” He had that soft expression on his face again as he gazed at her.
“Okay folks! Everybody off! There’s lots more fun to be had here at Luna Park!” The voice of the ride operator made them both jump, and hasten to get down off the carousel horses.
Once off and out of the carousel area Sam took Evie’s hand in his. “For the swooning fans,” he explained, giving a slight nod of his head in the direction of a group of young girls. They were looking at the two of them and whispering behind their hands to each other, loud giggles occasionally floating over.
“Right,” Evie said quietly, “the fans.” She gathered herself quickly though as the two strolled through the park. “I picked first-“
“You sure did. And here I thought I was the one leading the way!”
Evie glared at him. “Stop interrupting me or I’ll make us go on the most boring ride I can find.” Sam’s shoulders shook with laughter, and he mimed locking his lips up and throwing away the key.
“Good,” Evie continued with a huff. “I was gonna say since I picked first it was your turn now.”
“My turn?”
“Mmhmmm, don’t make me regret it.”
Sam pivoted in a slow circle, taking in the sprawl of rides on offer in the park. A wicked grin came over his face. “That one!” He pointed at a spot behind Evie. She turned and gulped. She already regretted this.
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“It’s gonna be fine Lamb Chop! I won’t let anything happen to you.” Sam’s reassurances did nothing to help Evie’s fear.
“What are you gonna do to help if this coaster decides it doesn’t wanna coast anymore and instead wants to crash, killing me as it does?”
Sam looked over at where she sat strapped into the roller coaster next to him, amusement and fondness in his eyes. “It’s safe Evie, don’t worry so much!”
“Hmphh, easy for you to say,” Evie grumbled.
“I’ll tell you what Baby Vamp, if you and I die on this coaster I’ll make sure Ling brings you to me in the dream world so that you can yell at me for all eternity. How does that sound?”
“That sounds fair,” Evie snuffed after a moment. “Wouldn’t want to miss out on saying ‘I told you so.’”
“Exactly,” Sam laughed. The car of the roller coaster gave a shudder beneath them and started moving out onto the main ride. Evie yelped and grabbed Sam’s hand in hers. “Don’t worry,” he said, “I’ve got you.”
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Much to her surprise Evie actually enjoyed the roller coaster. Though she had to hide that from Sam to keep him from gloating at her for the rest of their fake relationship.
When he asked her what she thought after the ride was over she merely sniffed and said “It was alright I guess. I didn’t die at least.” Sam gave her a discerning look as though he didn’t believe her, but let it go anyway.
The two continued to walk around the park together hand in hand. Occasionally they would stop and go on a ride or play a game, but mostly they walked and talked to each other. Evie was always surprised by how much she liked talking to Sam, especially without the pressure of having the others around. Sure the two bickered back and forth fairly readily, but they also laughed together and shared stories about their lives.
Before they knew it, it was getting to be late afternoon and they needed to be heading back soon. They had time for one more ride though.
They wound up on a gondola ride designed to look like Venice. It made for a nice, tranquil end of their day.
“Did you have fun today?” Sam asked softly as their boat bobbed calmly in the fake canal.
Evie turned away from the painted Venice facades she had been studying to look over at where he sat close next to her. “I did,” she smiled, “thank you for suggesting it.”
“Anything for you Lamb Chop!” Sam grinned at her as she rolled her eyes in affectionate exasperation at the nickname.
They both spent the rest of the ride taking in the sights and sounds of the park around them for the last little bit of time before they left and had to go back to the real world and their real lives. Neither of them even noticed that they had spent the entire time holding hands.
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itskimtaehyung · 6 years
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Your Biggest Fan 2 (M)
라면 먹을래? (ra-myeon meok-eul-lae?) - A phrase in Korean that translates to “Do you want to eat ramen?” but can also mean “Do you want to have sex?”
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Part 1
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Smut, comedy, fluff, idol!Jungkook
Word Count: 5.2k
Content/Warnings: Smut, multiple orgasms, using “bitch” as a term of endearment, BLOND JUNGKOOK. 
A/N: This is not at all related to the first part and doesn’t even take place in the same universe.
Summary: After years of saying you would, you and your best friend finally pack your bags and take a trip to Korea. However, when you run into your favorite idol at an amusement park, your inexperience with the culture leads you to misinterpret his idea of a date. 
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The plane lands rather roughly onto the Incheon runway and you find yourself gripping the armrests for dear life. Once it comes to complete a stop at the terminal, you hurriedly unbuckle your seatbelt and finally let out the breath you had been holding. Your best friend, Sam, however, seems unfazed.
“Can you believe it?” She turns toward you in your seat, grabbing your arm and shaking it in excitement. “We’re finally here!!! We’re finally in Korea!!!”
“Yeah!” You muster as much enthusiasm as you can. “But I hope we can off board soon. I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Don’t worry. Once you breathe in that Korean air, you’ll be all better.”
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Sam was right, because once you step out of the airport, back onto the sweet, sweet ground, you immediately feel at home in this foreign country.
“Oh my god!” You exclaim. “We’re here! We’re actually in Korea!”
“Yup! After saving up for a year, we finally made it.”
“I can’t wait to eat everything.” The both of you laugh, completely in agreement.
“I’ll call a cab and then we can head over to our Airbnb.”
“Okay!”
Since Sam decides to wander off to catch a cab, that leaves you in charge of getting your luggage. Although the two of you are here for two whole weeks, you agreed to pack lightly so that you could stuff your bags with makeup and skincare to take home.
You wait by the baggage carousel, scanning the conveyor belt for your luggage. You thought that bringing a bright red suitcase would make it easier for you to spot your belongings among all the bags, but apparently a bunch of other people have the same idea. About half the suitcases that pass you are also bright red, so you have to check the tags to find yours.
After already claiming Sam’s bag, you finally spot yours making its way toward you. However, it’s buried beneath a couple of heavier bags, and you struggle to pull it free. You tug on it, but the bags on top of it don’t budge. You’re about to give up and wait for the owners of those bags to claim theirs, until a tall stranger, dressed in all black and wearing a black mask, reaches over and grabs your suitcase for you, placing it at your side.
You thank him and he simply grumbles in response, slinging his own camo print bag over his shoulder and walking off. You blink and lose sight of him immediately. You scan the crowd but he’s nowhere in sight, so you just shrug and join Sam outside.
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Once you arrive at the Airbnb, you immediately collapse on the couch. That plane ride utterly drained you, and you can’t wait for the sweet release of sleep.
Sam pushes your legs to the side so that she can sit down next to them. “Rest up, bitch! We got a big day tomorrow!”
You groan, the jetlag hitting you hard. “What’s on the agenda for tomorrow?”
“Lotte World!” She throws her arms up in excitement.
You instantly sit up. “Lotte World?! I’ve always wanted to go to Lotte World!” You’ve heard nothing but good things about Lotte World. An amusement park, shopping center, and aquarium all in one? What could be better? And it’s also known to be a hotspot among idols, so maybe you’ll see one there too.
“I know. Which is why I put it first on our list of activities. I can’t wait!”
“I would scream, but I’m far too exhausted right now. I just hope I’m not too much of a wimp to go on the roller coasters.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to force you on any rides you don’t want to go on.” She places a reassuring hand on your leg.
“This is why you’re my best friend.”
“I know.” She leans over to give you a hug, completely crushing you with her love.
“Now let’s get showered and go to bed.”
“Noooo,” you whine. “I’m too tired. I just want to sleep.”
Sam stands up and grabs you by your feet. “Come on.” She tugs on your ankles but you barely budge. “Either that, or you’re going to have to wake up extra early to shower before we leave.”
You groan. “Fine, fine. I’m going.”
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“So I was thinking,” Sam, the mastermind behind this trip, says when the two of you are getting ready to leave for the day. “We can spend a few hours at Lotte World, have lunch there, go on some rides, do some shopping. Then we can head over to Gangnam and grab some dinner and explore a bit. Just kind of go with the flow of things so we’re not restricted to a schedule where it’s like 6:45 we must leave Lotte World and eat dinner by 7:30, et cetera. We’ll just see how we’re feeling and go with that.”
“Yeah, that sounds good to me.” You tie your hair up on a tight ponytail and grab a water bottle from the fridge to stuff in your backpack. “Should we bring some snacks?”
“There’s a 7-Eleven in Lotte World so if we want to grab something cheap we can go there.”
“Alright, cool.” You put on your shoes and lace them up. “Ahhhh I’m so excited!”
“Me too! Let’s go! Do you have the key?”
“Yep!”
And the two of you head out the door.
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“Holy fuck. I had no idea how ginormous this place was,” you remark once you and Sam arrive at Lotte World.
“So like, there’s the main theme park, Lotte World Adventure, and the aquarium, the department store, and Seoul Sky, which is like a look out point where you can see pretty much all of Seoul.”
“Oooh, where do we start? Should we hit up the theme park first?”
“Sure, I’d be down for that!”
You and Sam skip on over to the theme park. The two of you go on the carousel, walk through the mirror maze, and pretty much partake in all the tamer attractions. That is, until Sam sees a particular ride toward the side of the park. One that you definitely want nothing to do with.
“Biiiiiitch. It’s the Conquistador! Can we go on it? Please?” She grabs onto your hand and jumps up and down.
You stare up at the ride and gulp. It consists of an open pirate ship that swings back and forth like a pendulum. You know these rides and tested to be safe, but you just can’t help thinking about how easy it looks for you to just fly off the ride to your death if the safety belt breaks or malfunctions.
“Y-you can go on,” you tell Sam. “I’m just going to wait down here.”
“Are you sure?”
You nod your head.
Noticing how nervous you are, she agrees. “You can walk around for a bit and maybe grab a snack, but meet me back here later.”
Again, you nod.
“I’ll see you soon!” She lets go of your hand and heads off to join the line.
“Okay! Have fun! Please don’t die!”
“Don’t worry, Y/N,” she calls back to you. “I won’t! Love you!”
“Love you too!”
And with that, she’s gone. Now you have to decide what to do until she gets back.
You look around at all the other attractions until your eyes catch a familiar figure in the crowd. It’s the guy that helped you with your bag yesterday. You’re positive it’s him. He’s wearing the same black hoodie, black jeans, and black mask. His eyes meet yours and you momentarily freeze. There’s a spark of recognition in his face. His eyes scrunch in what you believe is a smile and waves, and for some reason you interpret that as a cue to go over and talk to him.
The closer you get to him the more he seems familiar, not just from the airport yesterday, but you feel like you recognize him from somewhere else too. No, it can’t be, you tell yourself. But the closer you get to him, the more you’re convinced. It is him.
What do you say? How do you greet him? Now approaching him just feels inappropriate, but he already sees you walking toward him, he’s already anticipating your approach.
“Please excuse me,” you greet the tall figure in front of you with a bow. “But, I’m a huge fan.”
He guides you toward a more secluded corner of the park, near the drinking fountains and away from the large crowds. He then pulls down his mask to speak. “It’s fine.” He dismisses it with the wave of his hand. “Honestly, I was hoping you would come over and say hi.” He grins at you. Seeing you struggle to translate your thoughts into his native language, he adds, “It’s nice to meet you, what is your name?”
“Oh! Your English has gotten so much better!” You remark at his near perfect pronunciation.
He blushes. “Thank you.”
You tell him your name and he struggles to repeat the foreign syllables. You giggle. “Don’t worry about it. And if it makes you more comfortable, we can speak in Korean. I spent the last few years studying.”
He nods and chuckles. “Yes, that’d be easier for me. Although, I should be practicing, too.”
“Maybe I can help sometime,” you flirt, throwing all qualms out the window.
He gives you a shy smile and nods. “Hey, what year were you born?”
“97,” you tell him.
He perks up at your answer. “Oh! So we were born the same year! Shall we speak casually then?”
“Sure! So what brings you here to Lotte World? I thought someone like you would tend to stay away from crowded spaces.”
“I had been travelling for a while and I missed Korea. And what’s more Korean than Lotte World? Probably a lot of things, actually.” Jungkook chuckles. “But it’s good to be home, surrounded by my people. How about you? What brings you here?”
“I’m here with my best friend, Sam. We’ve always wanted to come to Korea and we finally saved up enough to do it. Also I keep hearing about how Lotte World is this amazing place and I really wanted to see what everyone was talking about.”
“And does it live up to your expectations?”
“From what I’ve seen of it, definitely.” There’s a pause in the conversation, and you take it as an opportunity to say, “By the way, thank you for helping me with my bag yesterday at the airport.”
“Ah, so it was you! Of course. It’s my pleasure to help a pretty girl like you.” The boy’s grin quickly turned into a smirk. “So what are you doing tonight?”
You’re slightly taken aback by his question. You just met him and he’s already asking you for your plans for the night. “I don’t know. I’m here with my friend and we don’t really have a plan. We were just going to go with how we felt.”
“Hmmm. You’re very pretty.” His deadly gaze pierces through you. “Do you want to eat ramen with me? We can go to my place.”
“Sure! I’d be down for that.” You love ramen and would definitely not want to pass up and opportunity of eating dinner with him. Surely Sam would understand your reasons for ditching her.
“Great! Uhhh,” he fumbles through his pockets for his phone. “Do you have KKT?”
“I do.”
“Can I add you?”
You nod. “Of course.” He hands you his phone and you type in your Kakaotalk ID. When you hand it back to him, he immediately sends you a message.
“KAKAOTALK!” Your phone chimes.
“Obama?” He smiles at you and gives you a questioning look.
“Of course, it’s iconic.”
He lets out a laugh. “Well, that’s my address. Let me know what time your free.”
“Will do!”
“See you later, Y/N.”
“Yeah, see you later, Jungkook.”
And you’re left to stand there thinking, Did that really happen? Did Jeon Jungkook really just invite you over to his place for dinner? You, just a random fan he met at the amusement park. Sounds fake, but whatever.
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“I can’t believe you met Jeon Jungkook while I was gone!” Sam blurts when you tell her what happened on the train ride home later that day. “I have regrets! I regret going on the Conquistador!”
You laugh. “You had fun, though, didn’t you?”
“Yeah! But not as much fun as I could have had meeting the Jeon Jungkook.”
“That actually wasn’t the first time I met him.” You smile and turn to the side as you take a sip from your water bottle.
“What???” She leans over and grabs your arm. “Spill.”
“He helped me at baggage claim yesterday.”
“While I was calling a cab?! God, I’m never leaving your side ever again.”
“Um, bitch, you better. He invited me to dinner tonight.”
“Excuse me?! Huh??? You’re going on a date with Jeon Jungkook??? How the fuck are you so lucky?!”
“I don’t know if you could consider it a date. We’re just staying at his place and eating ramen.”
“HE INVITED YOU TO HIS HOUSE??? I’M SCREAMING! I’M– I LITERALLY CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I’M HEARING RIGHT NOW. OH MY GOD.”
“Also, get this. He was wearing a sweatshirt with his hood up, but I swear I saw that his hair was blond.”
“YOU BITCH. YOU GET TO GO ON A DATE WITH BLOND JUNGKOOK.” She collapses onto the back of her seat and places the back of her hand to her forehead. “I can’t. I’m dead.”
“Anyway, long story short, I can’t hang out with you tonight.”
“I completely, 100% understand.”
“Thank you.”
Sam sits back up. “As long as you do me one favor.”
“What is it, Sammy?”
“If you see Taehyung, please try to hook a sister up.”
“Will do,” you say with a chuckle.
At that moment, an announcement comes up, letting you know that you’re at your stop. So, you and Sam pick up your bags of your seats and get off the train.
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You step out of the cab and onto the street, taking in your surroundings. You can’t really call this a street. It’s a big metal gate that the foot of a hill. On the other side of the gate is a road that leads up to the houses and apartments within the community. You’ve read that BTS own one of the most expensive complexes in the area, and even in all of Korea.
“Damn,” you mutter. “The fuck did you get yourself into, Y/N.”
You debate whether you should walk up to the security gate or not. Did Jungkook enter you in as a guest? Probably not, especially if he was trying to keep any form of dating a secret.
Instead of heading to the booth, which, upon further observation, actually looks empty, you pull out your phone and call Jungkook.
“Hello?”
“Hey! I’m outside the security gate. What should I do?”
“Oh! Okay! Hold on a sec, I’ll come down to get you.”
You stand there, trying not to freeze in your dress as you wait for Jungkook to come down. You weren’t sure what to wear tonight, since the two of you were just going to stay in for dinner. Would you wear something cozy? Like sweatpants or pajamas? Or would that imply that you intend to stay the night? Do you wear something nice? Like a dress and some flats? Even though you’re not going out and will probably just be eating ramen on his couch while watching a movie?
You decided to opt for the latter, putting on the only dress you brought with you to Korea. But seeing Jungkook make his way down the walkway in front of you, you feel incredibly overdressed. He is indeed blond, for one. That’s just an important thing to note. He’s also wearing a simple black t-shirt and dark grey sweatpants, and with every bounce in his step, you can tell that he’s not wearing boxers. Your cheeks flush when you catch yourself staring and immediately look away.
When he approaches the gate, he pushes a button on the other side, causing the gates to slowly swing open. You take this as your cue to enter and walk towards him.
“Hey,” he greets.
“Hey, Jungkook.”
He slips a hand around your waist, which is a much welcome relief from the cold. You snuggle closer and kick yourself for not bringing a jacket.
“So, this is Hannam-dong.” He gestures widely towards your surroundings. “I don’t suppose you’ve been here before.”
“Nope. This is actually my first time in Korea as well.”
“Oh wow! Welcome to Korea, then!” He grins at you and the the warmth of his expression genuinely does make you feel welcome.
“Thank you.”
“In the spring, you can see cherry blossoms blooming along this road,” he motions toward the trees that line the sidewalks, now bare and flowerless. “And if you keep walking that way there’s a really big fountain. Namjoon likes to go there sometimes when he doesn’t want to go all the way to the Han but still wants the peaceful sound of the water. I would offer to show it to you now, but it’s late and they’ve already shut it off.”
“Aw that’s alright.”
“Maybe next time.”
The two of you smile at each other. Next time. Which means Jungkook wants to see you again. The thought has you slightly light headed. Jeon Jungkook wants to see you again. Jeon Jungkook wants to show you around his neighborhood. Jeon Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook.
“And this is us.”
His words break you from your thoughts. In front of you is the entrance to what appears to be the tallest apartment building in the neighborhood. Silently, he guides you through the automatic doors.
“Come on,” he says. He takes you by the hand this time and pulls you through the lobby. “The elevator is this way.”
The two of you enter the elevator and Jungkook pushes the button for the top floor. You can see him staring at you through the reflection in the metal wall, but you don’t dare look over, afraid he’ll see just how hard you’re blushing.
Thankfully, the ride isn’t too long, and soon, the elevator dings and the doors open. Jungkook lets you step out into the hallway first, but that just leaves you to hang back a bit so he can walk in front and guide you to the apartment. The apartment sits at the end of a long hallway, and although the hall is long, there aren’t many doors, which means these places are big. When the two of you reach the last door, Jungkook manifests a key from his pocket and lets you into the apartment. When you enter, you see a spacious living room, with a couch, a TV, and a little playpen where you see Yeontan sleeping.
When he sees that the little puppy is snoozing, he turns toward you and puts a finger to his lips, indicating that you both should be quiet.
“This place is two stories,” he whispers. “Hoseok, Jimin, Jin, and Namjoon are upstairs. Taehyung, Yoongi, and I are downstairs. Oh, and Yeontan, too.”
You smile at the sight of the dog in slumber. A soft, fluffy mound of fur, rising and falling as he breathes.
“The kitchen is through that door,” he points to the right of the living room.
Jungkook then makes his way across the living room, past the sleeping Yeontan, toward a door on the left side of the apartment, and you follow closely.
“And this is my room.” Jungkook opens the door and allows you to step inside first and then closes the door behind you..
You walk around the space, taking in the gaming equipment, video cameras, and even a bowling ball and shoes shoved in the back corner of the room. In the center is a queen sized bed, with a black frame and grey bedding.
When you turn back toward Jungkook, you see that he’s already leaning in to kiss you. It’s a desperate, open-mouthed kiss that leaves you breathless. He snakes an arm around you and uses the other to push the sleeve of your dress off your shoulder.
“W-wait, I thought we were eating ramen?” You stutter, trying to catch your breath, when he pulls back.
With a startled look on his face, he says, “Don’t you know if someone asks you if you want to eat ramen it’s a euphemism for sex?”
Your eyebrows fly up. “What? Then how do you ask someone if they want to eat ramen?” Obviously, this is news to you. You honestly don’t know if you would have said yes to him if you knew.
He just shakes his head and laughs, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “Sorry for the misunderstanding. I should have been more clear about my intentions.”
“No, no! Not entirely your fault. I should have studied more Korean expressions.”
“So, do you want ramen? I can make you some?” He steps away and starts making his way toward the door.
You take a deep breath. “I don’t think I’m in the mood for eating anymore.”
“Oh.” His stops as his face falls and he looks down at his feet. “Sorry if I–” His words are cut off as he noticed you walking closer.
“What I mean is, I’d much rather do something else tonight.” You run your hand down his bare, muscular arm and gaze up at him through your lashes.
“Oh.”
You could feel goosebumps form beneath your touch as you continue to stroke his arm.
“Well, if that’s the case…” Jungkook closes the gap between you two and pulls you close to his chest, his mouth descending upon yours hungrily.
The two of you stand there kissing, one of his hands tangled in your hair, the other wrapped tightly around your waist. You don’t know where to touch, you just want all of him beneath your fingertips. After a bit of roaming, your hands finally settle on the curve of his pecs. You can feel his bulge growing, pressing against your lower stomach through his sweatpants.
Jungkook begins guiding you toward the bed, his mouth never leaving yours. His tongue tastes the inside of your mouth, seeming to never get enough of you. When the two of you make it to the bed, you lower yourself down and wrap your legs around him. He begins grinding his hard cock against your sensitive mound and you can’t help but moan at the sensation. Eventually, he pulls back, allowing you to pull his shirt over his head. He then tugs at the hem of your dress and lifts it off your body, discarding it onto the floor. This leaves you in just your bra and panties, and him in just his dark grey sweatpants, which now have a dark stain at the crotch.
You honestly didn’t anticipate getting laid today, but you’re glad you decided to put on a matching set of decent looking black lace bra and panties. Jungkook seems to be enjoying them, as his eyes are glazed over with lust as he drinks in the sight of you.
“God I can’t wait to be inside of you,” he utters and he leans over to press his lips against your neck.
“Then what are you waiting for, Jungkook? Just fuck me.”
“Whoa, where did you learn that?” Although his voice sounds surprised, he doesn’t pause for a second.
“Korean lessons aren’t all just useless tourist phrases, you know.”
“If only English books were like that.”
“Repeat after me, Jungkook. I want you to fuck me.”
He pulls back and surprisingly tries his hardest to say the words.
“I want you to fuck me?”
“Very good,” you commend, and while he’s distracted, you take the opportunity to push him onto his back and climb on top of him. “That’s exactly what I plan on doing.”
“Fuck,” he mutters, still trying to catch his breath from your surprise attack.
“Do you have protection?” You ask while running your fingers up and down his abs.
“Yeah, one sec.” He reaches into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulls out a condom.
You take it from him and rip it open with your teeth. You then set it down on his stomach and lift yourself off his lap so you can pull down his pants. You were right, he indeed is not wearing any boxers, and once you pull down the waistband of his pants, you see his cock, hard and leaking. Jungkook kicks his sweats onto the floor, and you just marvel at his naked body in front of you.
Although you caught somewhat of a glimpse through his sweatpants, you’re taken aback by just how big he is. But of course all that sexual confidence he has on stage has to come from somewhere. But still, damn.
Jungkook groans, which pulls you out of your daze, and you take the rest of yours clothes off. Then, you reach down to pull the condom out of its wrapper and roll it down Jungkook’s shaft. You can already feel your juices wetting his thigh, and the throb of your core is telling you that you need him inside you now.
You position yourself over his cock and slowly lower yourself onto it, giving yourself time to adjust to his size. Even though you’re really wet, there’s still a slight burning sensation. Jungkook bites his lip at how slow you’re going as he watches you. He wants nothing more than to slam his hips into you but he doesn’t rush you.
Once you’ve taken him to the hilt, you begin moving up and down, going faster the more your walls relax around him. You lean over and kiss Jungkook on the lips, then make your way down his jaw to his neck. You dart your tongue out and lick the sensitive skin and you can feel the vibrations from his moans. You then place a trail of kisses down his chest and wrap your lips around one of his nipples and flick it with your tongue. He cries out when you do this and you take it as a good thing. You can feel the rise and fall of his chest grow more rapid as you reach your hand out to play with his other nipple.
“Fuck,” Jungkook mutters.
“Mmmm,” you hum. “You feel so good, Jungkook.”
Unable to help himself any longer, Jungkook places a firm grasp on your hips, stilling your motions, and begins thrusting up into you himself. He’s hitting a lot deeper and going a lot faster than you were, and you can’t stop the whines that spew from your throat. You’re so close but you don’t want this to end and you try to hold it off as long as you can. But it’s difficult, and you can’t delay it for very long.
“Jungkook,” you gasp. “Jungkook, I’m going to cum.”
“Go ahead,” he grunts. “Cum all over me.”
The tightness in your lower stomach is becoming unbearable and soon you’re cumming around Jungkook’s cock, crying his name out so loud, you’re worried you’ll wake the rest of the members.
The intensity of your orgasm has you hunched over, gasping for breath. Jungkook gives you some time to calm down as you lean over him, but he still hasn’t cum and he so desperately wants to.
After he thinks you’ve had enough time, he slides out of you and flips you over so that you’re on your back and he’s between your legs. He hitches your legs onto his shoulders and enters you again, sliding in easily with your slick arousal. You didn’t think it was possible, but it feels like Jungkook is hitting even deeper this time, and with every thrust, you feel that tight feeling return. You use one hand to grasp onto his blond locks and the other to rub circles into your clit, but wince a bit at how sensitive you are.
Jungkook bends over to place his forehead on yours and gives you a wet kiss to stifle his groans.  
“Jungkook! Right there!” You cry out as he hits your g-spot. He continues to stroke you there until you’re cumming for a second time, and Jungkook follows shortly, filling the condom with his hot, milky orgasm.
Jungkook collapses on top of you and kisses your cheek. “I was waiting for you to cum again,” he pants. He places his lips on your sweat soaked forehead.
“God, I haven’t cum that hard in a long time.”
“Me neither.”
A comfortable silence falls over the two of you, and the only sound in the room is both of your heavy breathing. You can feel Jungkook softening inside of you but you don’t want him to pull out yet. You want this feeling to last as long as possible.
“You feel so good around me, I never want to stop being inside of you,” Jungkook mutters. So you and Jungkook lie there, sticky skin against skin, until he finally decides to pull out and discard the condom into the wastebasket next to the bed. Wordlessly, he grabs a tissue from a drawer in his nightstand and gently cleans you up. You squirm a bit from your sensitivity. Once he discards the tissue, he pulls the covers up over the two of you and snuggles you close.
You’re so exhausted at this point, you try your best not to fall asleep. You don’t want to miss a single second of being in Jungkook’s arms.
You lie there, tracing your finger along Jungkook’s abs, when all of a sudden your stomach starts rumbling.
Jungkook laughs. “Are you hungry?”
“A little.” You smile sheepishly.
Coincidentally, Taehyung decides to barge in at that moment and shouts, “Hey Jungkook! I’m making ramen, do you want some.” His eyes then land on you. “Oh shit, sorry, I– do you want some ramen too?
You bring the covers to your face to hide yourself, embarrassed at being caught in bed with Jungkook.
Thankfully, Jungkook answers so you don’t have to. “Yeah, Tae. Can you make us both some ramen?”
You squeal and bury your face in Jungkook’s chest because you just want to die of embarrassment.
“Okay, cool.” But Taehyung doesn’t show any signs of leaving. “What’s her name?”
You sigh and lower the covers from your face, deciding to bite the bullet and talk to him. “Hi, I’m Y/N.” You give a small wave and grimace at how awkward this exchange is.
“Hi Y/N! I’m Taehyung, but you can call me Tae. I don’t mind,” he says, seemingly unfazed at the fact that he just caught the two of you in bed post-sex.
You nod.
“Well,” Taehyung begins to shuffle away from the door. “I better get to cooking.”
But before he closes the door, you remember the one promise you made earlier today.
“Wait! Taehyung!” He startles at the sudden urgency in your voice. “Are you single? Do you want to meet my best friend, Sam, sometime? We’re in town for the next two weeks!”
“Sure! Just let me know when! We can maybe get some real ramen sometime.”
Jungkook laughs and pulls you in for kiss as Taehyung leaves and closes the door behind him.
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