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*THIS IS A REPOST — WITH THE READ MORE OPTION*

slight and short smut, mentions of smut, daddy kink lol, possessive ass shit, overprotective Jungkook, the smallest bit of dirty talk , profanity (uhm it’s your girls first time writing smut and pls don’t attack me on my skills oof)

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☉yandere!jungkook x reader☉

A boarding school. That was where you were going. On this long-lasting and never-ending trip, you were expecting something spectacular. After all, being cramped in a car with the smell of dead bugs in some taxi made you want something extravagant. Your mother rode in the front seat, chatting with the driver and if you had to tell your mother a piece of advice it would be to stop talking. The driver wanted nothing to do with her or her ranting about her beautiful baby daughter that’s growing up and finally leaving the nest.

“Honey, are you excited?” Your mother asked excitedly, jumping up and down in her seat. “You are going to meet such cool people.”

I tried my best to smile for my mother, but it was no use as the result was only some weird awkward grin.

“Remember focus on grades first, and then boys, and also don’t get too carried away with partying and call every night so I and your father know that you’re safe.” My mother was still ranting on, you spaced out soon after, and as time passed you could see the school towering over the many trees.

An odd place to put a school in your opinion. No other buildings were in sight, except for the tiny police station which was at least 3 miles away and it looked pretty abandoned.

“Be careful in there okay, you are far away from home and me and your father will be worrying about you every night and day,” She said solemnly, holding my hand. You could see tears brim st her eyes and you groaned, but you were trying to mask your sadness of going away.

“Mom, we aren’t even there yet, could you stop crying already?” I said teasingly, but I rubbed her hand in comfort.

“Okay, young lady this is your stop.”

I looked out the window with disinterest, but my eyes widened when I caught sight of the school in front of me. It didn’t even look like a school, Hogwarts maybe, but it was even more like a castle!

“Miss Y/n, I presume?” A young voice called out right after I stepped out of the car.

“Yes, and who are you?”

“I’m Jeon Jungkook, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” He said bowing respectfully. He seemed shy since there was a blush on his face, but he did a good job of brushing off his bashfulness.

“Thank you for the welcoming greeting,” I say kindly a smile present on my face.

His blush only grew at the sight of your smile before snapping out of his small daze.

“Please let me get your bags. I was assigned to guide you through the school,” he said politely, grabbing your heavy bags from your grip.

“Oh! My!” Your mom cried out, slamming the car door shut and you could practically see the driver roll his eyes. He was in for a trip on the way back, which was a 10-mile drive by the way.

“You are just the boy aren’t you! So handsome, Y/n keep him for yourself or else the girls might take him away.” This time Jungkook and I were both trying our best to hide our blushes.

“Mom, please. He’s only here to guide me through the school, and I’m sure he is probably scared of me now… knowing who I am related to.” I muttered the last part, Jungkook chuckling at my snarky comment.

And let me tell you. It has been 5 minutes of me knowing this undeniably handsome student, and his laugh was just the nicest thing to hear, especially when you’ve been in a car ride with a non-stop, babbling mother for more than 40 minutes. He tried his best covering his laughter with his hand, but you could notice his bunny teeth showing through his attempts.

“Oh honey, stop it with your comments now,” your mother loudly slapped you on the back making you yelp. “Now, I believe I should be on my way, thank you for helping my daughter, beautiful child, but I have to leave now.”

Your mother averted her attention back to you, hugging you tightly, practically crying into your shoulder. Jungkook could only awkwardly witness your mother cry as you could only sigh and pat her back in assurance.

“I’ll be safe and don’t worry about me, anyway I’m sure Jungkook will help me,” I winked teasingly at the boy who jokingly saluted at your mothers back, making you laugh once more.

“Okay sweetie, I trust you. Be careful and stay alert and always call me!” You mother left with her joyous smile, climbing into the cab, much to the driver’s dismay. You two watched as the car drove off as you waved her goodbye.

Once the car was out of sight, you looked at Jungkook apologetically.

“I’m sorry about her, she can be overboard sometimes. I swear she was more excited to get here than I was…not that I wasn’t excited to be here! I was just like dreading moving to another school and so far away from home, I also noticed that there are no buildings around here….I’m so sorry for rambling, I just kind of talk a lot when I’m nervous and I am doing it again, I’m so sorry!” I bowed several times to show how sorry I was, but his hand on my shoulder stopped me from going down another time.

“Don’t worry about it, it was cute.” He said with a grin and I could feel my face get hotter, from both his compliment and his sweet smile. “Now let’s go, you have a lot to see and learn about this new school. And as your guide, I promise to show you everything!”

With the lighter tone he had set, you felt more comfortable to be in this school and his presence.

For the rest of the tour, you were dying from laughter. Students looked at you two in curiosity, both for the fact that they haven’t seen you before and why you were laughing alongside one of the most popular boys in the school. No one approached you two or questioned it, going on their merry way instead.

At the end of the whole tour, you were crying tears of laughter and your stomach hurt from all the jokes he had cracked.

“Ah, thank you so much for this warm welcome, I really like this school because of the tour you gave me,” I say, bowing again as he waved his hand about.

“Don’t worry about it, and also don’t worry about it tomorrow either. I will be showing you to all of your classes throughout the day tomorrow.” He was about to turn and walk away, but he stopped and looked back at you.

“Also for warning, you have a boy roommate, talk to you later Y/n!” He exclaimed before running in the opposite direction of you.

Aw he was so sweet to you and giving you a tour…WAIT A MINUTE

“Jeon Jungkook come back here!!” I yell, but he only flashed a smile to you before disappearing at the turn of the corner.

You were about to yell again, but the swinging of the door next to you interrupted you. And you had to double take at the sight in front of you before you clamped your hands over your eyes in bashfulness.

“Ah, what’s with all this noise?” Their deep voice caught you off guard as you tried to not look at the shirtless man in front of you. “I swear you kids these days are so loud. Come on in Y/n, or else I might slam this door in your face.”

The man that made your face burn 100 degrees was wearing nothing but a waist towel.

“Yah! You wanna stand there forever and stare or you wanna get inside,” I scurry around in my place, grabbing all of my bags and rushing inside the seemingly small complex. For the most part, it was all white, and tidy which you appreciated.

“About time,” he said reappearing from what you guessed to be the bathroom, but this time he was actually wearing clothes. I shut the door, locking it behind me.

“I’m Min Yoongi, third year and you are Y/n L/n Second Year…if I’m correct?” I slowly nodded my head at his words, my face still red from my mass blushing.

“Good to know, well to get a few things straight I have rules for this whole place. 1. There will be no such thing such as alcohol, drugs, or boys in here. If you wanna get fucked or get drunk, do that anywhere but here. Those rules also apply to me.” My face reddened even more at his bluntness, but he ignored that and looked directly into my eyes. “2. I expect that we both keep this place clean and filth free, filth includes boys and girls. 3. I don’t want to get into a fucking argument with you about these rules, I want both of us to live here without interacting with each other as much as possible.”

In all honesty, you were kind of hurt. If one student was like this, what are the others gonna be like? After all, most students that went here were probably all spoiled brats after all this school did cost a lot of money. You were accepted solely for the fact that you got a scholarship.

“Oka-”

“Perfect, now I have places to be and if you don’t mind I’ll be on my way. Oh! Your key to this room is on your nightstand, which is near your bed, there’s only one spare key so don’t lose it. See ya later Y/n!” He waved lazily towards you before slamming the door shut.

“I guess I’m left to be here all by myself,” I say, huffing. Instead of being productive and unpacking everything, you toured the spacious apartment. It was actually very big. There were 2 bedrooms, separated by a wall. One kitchen and dining table and one bathroom.

“The only problem is the bathroom, but everything else is nice. I can start unpacking now.” I say before taking a deep breath. You didn’t stop anytime in between as you continuously unpacked box after box after luggage after luggage. It seemed Yoongi knew how much stuff you were bringing because the room had everything you needed to fit everything in.

You put your electronics on the study table and went directly to the bathroom. It was already night time and you had been sweating since the moment you got into the cab. And you needed to have a nice long shower.

Taking extra clothes and a towel and placing them on the small counter, you stepped into the smoldering hot shower. The water eased your strained and definitely overused muscles and if you could, you would’ve fallen asleep right in the shower. But the last thing you wanted right now, was to see your bastard roommate find you naked in the shower.

After about 20 minutes of a relaxing shower, you stepped out, drying your body in the process, and then wrapping your robe around your body. I grabbed the extra clothes I had and stepped out of the bathroom, only to see my roommate on his bed, which mind you was directly in front of the bathroom, sifting through his laptop, headphones on.

“You take a long shower.” He commented, lazily looking at you. I tried hiding my face but then realized that that wouldn’t do anything to help me, except save the tiny bit of dignity I had…which really didn’t matter considering I would have to share this room with him until he graduates. So you were sure that this would be happening more than once in your years of staying in this one room with this oddball.

“Oh shut up, you fucking dweeb.” I bit back, finding my voice. He looked at me in amusement, probably surprised that I could talk.

“That was what I was waiting for. You were faster than the last guy, by a whole 10 minutes.” He said, swinging his feet over the edge of the bed.

“What?!” I exclaim, kinda scared of what he was talking about. ‘Did this guy kill the last person that shared a room with him?’

“I didn’t kill the guy, by the way, he just graduated,” Yoongi said, reading my thoughts perfectly.

“Then what are you talking about me beating him by 10 minutes?” I ask, dropping my clothes at his bedside.

“I put my roommates through hell until they finally break. If they break in 5 minutes of us sharing a room, they are too aggravating and I can’t share a room with them. If they break in 10 minutes, I know that they are still too bossy and I also can’t stay with someone like that for at least a year. But if they break in 30 minutes, like you did, then I know they have at least enough patience to deal with my bullshit.” He finished his last sentence with cracking a beer open. “And those rules I gave you were complete bullshit, by the way, drink, fuck, do whatever you want in here. But if you are, at least tell me so I can leave. I don’t want to hear you getting fucked by some other guy, okay?”

I stood there stunned at all the information I had to process.

“So you’re telling me, you created an elaborate plan to see if I was worthy of being your roommate, then you make-up fake rules that I have to abide to-”

“Technically, you didn’t really break any of them yet, which is good.” He said before taking a long, loud sip from the beer bottle.

“I…” I took a dramatic pause trying to find my thoughts, “…am going to love being roommates with you!!”

His shoulders seemed to become unstiff at my response, smiling a bit.

“Me as well, L/n. Me as well.”

“Now, taking in account for all the stress and bullshit you put me through, you owe me 20 dollars,” I say, an innocent look on my face.

“20 Dollars!? Hell no!!”

“I expect payment tomorrow!”

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The next morning I woke up to someone shaking me.

“Y/n!”

“Five more minutes!” I yell, slamming a pillow at the hand that was shaking me.

“You’re definitely different from the girl yesterday,” they noted, and I felt the bed dent meaning they had sat the foot of the bed.

“Yah, Jungkook let the girl sleep.” You heard your roommate call out, as he dried his bleached white hair with a towel. “She was up late last night unpacking tell the dean that she gets a day off.”

Jungkook gave a side glare to Yoongi who only rolled his eyes, unamused at the younger ones attempt to try and scare him.

“Well, unlike you I bet Y/n actually cares about her grade and bothers to attend classes, right Y/n?” You just moved around your bed in response, but Jungkook took it as a yes.

“I go to classes, you popular kids just don’t notice me. Oh, and last time I checked I was still above you in the grading system, Jungkook.” Yoongi spat, leaving your room glaring at your guide.

“It’s my job to make sure you get around campus Y/n, and you aren’t making it easy for me,” Jungkook said, lifting your arm out from the warm covers and bringing all of your dead weight to his body so he could carry you.

“I don’t wanna leave my bed!” You whined, clinging to his neck making his face heat up from the close contact. “Please, 5 more minutes.”

With the tired yet cute look you gave him, he would’ve said yes a million times, but it was his job to make sure that you attended all of your classes and you got around campus safely.

“I’m sorry, baby girl, but you gotta get up.” The nickname slipped from his tongue and he himself didn’t even catch it, but you did. Even in your tired state you did and it made you blush, thank god you had just woken up or else you would’ve looked like you were burning up.

“Fi-Fine,” you stuttered, slowly letting your arms fall to your side once he put you down. Jungkook stood there for a few moments admiring your wake-up look, and you were just as beautiful as you were yesterday. How are you so effortlessly beautiful?

“I have to change, Jungkook,” I said, shyly pulling my oversized shirt over the hem of my short sleeping shorts.

“Ye-Yeah, sorry.” He scrambled out of your neat room, shutting the door behind him.

I sighed heavily and quickly changed, not wanting to leave Jungkook waiting in the small room with Yoongi. You had heard their short banter while you were half sleeping and you could only think that they never really got along.

After changing into the uniform, pulling the short skirt as low as possible without flashing your underwear, you left the room with your bag.

“I’m just gonna wash up, I’ll be quick.” You informed Jungkook who nodded his head like a puppy. He was very cute, that was all you could think of rushing into the bathroom.

“Don’t lead her on Jungkook, I know your game.” Yoongi spat, combing his bangs that were in front of his face.

“What game? And I’m not even leading her on.” Jungkook countered, calmly leaning against the wall. “And why do you care about her? I bet you’re just so excited to share a room with a girl aren’t you? Did you make any moves yet, Min Yoongi?”

Yoongi was about to bite back with a sentence that would’ve really hit a nerve on Jungkook, but you came out of the bathroom just in time.

“I hope you weren’t fighting like dogs while I was in there,” you said jokingly, but you meant all seriousness in the world when you said that.

“Not at all, baby girl,” Jungkook said smoothly, making Yoongi role his eyes in the mirror, which you did miss.

“Don’t call me that, Jungkook. You’re going to keep getting me flustered.” You said, hiding your face in your hands.

“You’re cute flustered, so I don’t mind. It fits you anyway.” Jungkook said, picking his bag up from the floor. “Let’s go, we might be able to tour the campus again before our first period.”

You nodded and you were about to leave, but Yoongi’s hand went straight for your wrist that was about to touch the door handle. Jungkook was by your side immediately, fuming at the hand that was placed on your wrist. He glared at his older classman, but Yoongi didn’t flinch.

“I think I should go with you two, Jungkook might not lead you to the right class, after all, he is only a second year, he might get lost,” Yoongi said calmly, maintaining eye contact with you ignoring the angry boy next to him.

“I’m fully capable of tou-”

“Yeah! The more the merrier, right Jungkookie?” The nickname slipped off of your tongue so nicely he could only gulp and nod his head.

“Su-Sure.”

Yoongi let out a smirk of pridefulness, opening the door for you, letting you go first and then Jungkook follow after. He made sure to widen his smirk when Jungkook passed, who only ignored his entire presence, and locked the door when everyone left.

If you thought the stares from yesterday were bad, the ones people were giving you today made you feel more than uncomfortable. Yoongi glared at all of the passers-by as Jungkook waved to all of them and smiled, some even getting a high-five from the popular boy.

“Why’s is everyone looking at me?” I whispered to Yoongi who looked to his right. Jungkook resisted the urge to push Yoongi away from you from his closeness, but he kept himself restrained and just huffed a big breath of air.

“Several reasons from what I could tell, you’re the new girl, you’re hanging out with the outcast, and you are also walking next to one of the most popular and handsome boys in this school.” He replied gruffly.

“You mean Jungkook is popular?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. In your eyes, he seemed like the nerd and dork that got everything right in class and would just sit in the back. Now Yoongi, he seemed like the popular type. He had a typical bad boy aura surrounding him, and in all the movies and books, don’t all the girls fall in love with the bad boy?

“Yeah, he also has his own gang so when you finish all of your classes meet me in the lunch room, we have lunch at the same time,” Yoongi said, before parting ways from me and Jungkook to head to his own class.

“Y/n, we are almost to your first class.” Jungkook reminded, grabbing my forearm to guide me in the right direction.

“Jungkook, I’m capable of walking,” I tease, shaking his grip off of my arm. He looked hurt by your actions but masked it with his bunny smile.

“Call me Kookie from now on,” he commented, slyly putting his arm around your own without you noticing.

“Kookie? Is that what you’re friends call you?” I asked, thinking back to what Yoongi said about him and his popular group of friends.

“Hmm, sure!” He said, smiling. I chuckled at his cuteness and finally came to a stop when we reached a door that said chemistry.

“Ha, Kookie you and I have chemistry together,” I said, telling my unfunny joke making him cringe. His nickname rolled off your tongue so smoothly it was music to his ears.

“We do,” he said, opening the door for me, “I told the teacher to pair you up with me through the year to make sure you were comfortable,” he whispered.

I nodded my head, “Thanks, I guess.”

“Ah! My new student, Miss Y/n L/n!” The teacher exclaimed, making a few students look at you. They were either looks of disgust or curiosity. The ones of disgust were probably because you were standing next to Jungkook.

Jungkook caught notice of the dirty looks sent your way, it made him a bit aggravated. Why were they all looking at you like that? They shouldn’t even think about glancing in your direction, especially when he was around you.

“Thank you, Mr. Jeon, for escorting her through the school, but please go to your regular seat while Miss Y/n introduces herself.” The teacher kindly said and Jungkook obediently nodded.

“Hmm, well my name is Y/n L/n, I’m from T/n. And I hope you guys welcome me and accept me as one of your students.” You smiled kindly, bowing down to your classmates, and it was almost like every boy in the class swooned, including Jungkook. But every girl wanted to vomit at your nice and friendly introduction, it seemed like you were going to be too nice for their liking. The girls only rolled their eyes, seeing the new girl already catch the attention of the majority of the boys was annoying for them.

“By special request of Mr. Jeon, you get a special seat next to him throughout the year.” The teacher said but you already knew that since Jungkook had told you. I nodded at her kindly, walking through the maze of circular tables, finding a seat next to Jungkook.

You bowed politely to the one boy and two other girls who were sitting at your table who either bowed respectfully or rolled their eyes nodding their head towards you rudely (you can guess who that party was).

“So Y/n, it’s nice to meet you, my name is Jimin.”

The boy in front of you was also rather cute. He still had a bit of baby fat in his cheeks, making him looks even cuter and the round specs he was wearing made him also look attractive. He had silver hair that was placed as bangs in front of his eyes, but you could still catch the brown hues behind the hair strands. He was the duality of a good looking man to a cute boy.

“Thank you for the welcoming, Jimin,” I say bowing once more, making him chuckle.

“No need to be so polite, we’ll be classmates from now on, you don’t have to bow every second.” He teased, laughing a bit and it was infectious. What is with this school and its abundance of attractive men?

“O-Okay,” you muttered bashfully but smiling as well.

“Hey, nerd, why don’t get us the textbooks on the back table,” Jungkook said coldly, making you tilt your head around to stare at him. Jimin seemed to put his head down in shame before moving out of his seat to follow Jungkook’s command. I watched with an agape mouth at Jungkook, who was still mad for some reason, trying to think of what reason he had for the sudden rude outburst.

“What was that Jungkook?” I whisper-yell, trying to keep my voice down from getting in trouble.

“Don’t worry about it Y/n, it was nothing.” Jungkook brushed off his actions like nothing and it made you wonder if that was really how Jungkook was. Was he just being nice to you to use you eventually, like Jimin?

“That wasn’t nothing…” I say pouting, making sure he knew I was displeased with what he had just done.

“Oh get over it, new girl,” one of the girls spoke, “that’s how things run here.”

She smirked as she put her hand on the backside of Jimin’s chair. He couldn’t see where he was going due to the stack of textbooks in the way of his vision, but he knew his chair was nearby so he was going to sit down, but in the last second, the girl pulled his chair out. Jimin along with the textbooks fell, a loud crash and yell were heard through the room.

I stood up from my seat and went to his side.

He was gripping his wrist in pain and Jungkook lazily walked over.

“What was that?” I ask the girl who just smirked.

“Mrs. Park, Jimin got his wrist hurt and Y/n said she wants to escort him to the nurse.” The snobby girl said, chewing gum loudly, like an annoying girl from a movie.

“Very well, get him there safely, I trust you know where the nurse’s office is?” I felt my blood run cold, I couldn’t help him if I didn’t know where the nurses’ office was.

“I can help both of them, Mrs. Park,” Jungkook volunteered, but you just glared at him.

Taking a deep breath and looking Jungkook directly in the eye you said, “I know where the nurses’ office is. I can take him there, Jungkook doesn’t need to come, Mrs. Park.”

There was a chorus of ‘ohs’ and whistle but you completely ignored them, making your way out of the classroom.

“Y/n!!” Jungkook yelled, but the teacher quickly put him in his place, making his return to his chair, slumping in his seat. He clenched his fist feeling like his plan had backfired.

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“So Jimin, do you know where the nurses’ office is?” I say sheepishly, avoiding his gaze.

Even in his state of pain he chuckled and nodded, “Just follow me…and here I thought you were the one that was supposed to be escorting me to the nurses’ office.”

I smirked and slapped his chest making him laugh even louder. My smile was slowly let down when I thought back to the classroom.

“Is Jungkook always like that?” I ask suddenly, killing the light-hearted mood.

“Yeah, he’s always been like that. But I guess you’ll be safe from his torment since you are one of his friends.” Jimin said, looking at the floor.

“He always bullies you?” I ask quietly this time. With a slight nod of his head, I feel myself become angry.

“Why?!” He seemed surprised at my sudden yell, which I quietly apologized for.

“It’s just how it is,” hearing those words a second time made you even madder.

“Well, I’ll help you,” I say, nudging his elbow.

“You don’t have to, just a few more years and I’m out of here. And other people have it worse than me,” he said, trying to smile his words off, but you could see that he had been suffering on the inside because of the torment Jungkook put his through.

“I can’t…be friends with him anymore. It doesn’t matter how nice he is to me, I can’t let him treat people this way.” Jimin chuckled lightly making me lift an eyebrow in questioning as to what was so funny.

“You really are something, Y/n.” He said throwing an arm around your shoulder, making you holding his good wrist in a friendly manner. “But seriously, don’t break up your friendship with Jungkook, he’s probably nice to you. Don’t end it because of me.”

I didn’t say anything but continued on walking. Time flew by quickly with you two chatting and in no time you were both at the nurses’ office.

“You should go back to class Y/n, you don’t want to miss your first day,” Jimin commented as the nurse grabbed his wrist gently.

“Excuse me, could you give her a map of the school, she’s new.” Jimin politely asked as the lady sighed heavily before retreating to the back of the office.

Jimin and I held back our laughter at her annoyed expression, but I stood up when she came back to get the map from her hands.

“Thank you!” I say, going to leave but then I remembered something.

“Jimin?” I say, opening the nurses’ door again. I reach into the cup on the nurses’ desk, her ignoring me the whole time she examined Jimin and got a marker.

“Y/n? What are you still doing here?” Jimin asked, pushing his glasses up.

“Call me when you want, or text. I wanna get to know you better if I ever do break off my friendship with Jungkook I need someone to talk to.” I say winking before grabbing his arm to jot my number down.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” He asked doubtfully.

“It’s not like I’m asking you out, calm down. And if anyone asks where the number came from, just say its from a girl you hooked up with.” I say simply, shrugging carelessly. He slumped in the cot bed a little bit but nodded his head.

“Keep in touch, Jiminie!” I say, opening the nurse’s door and leaving the room.

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After a few minutes of getting lost, you finally made it back to class and when you shut the door as quietly as possible, Jungkook had already pulled out your chair. He looked like he wanted to say something, but didn’t get one word out to you, not even to the other girls who were practically yelling in his ear about how attractive he is.

“Get into your groups and work on the assignment for the rest of the period.” The teacher announced, and I looked around to anywhere that wasn’t Jungkook.

“Y/-”

“So you’re the new girl?” Jungkook’s voice was cut off when someone’s voice called out to you.

He had brown hair, slight curls, and waves in them, as he wore a bright and box smile on his face.

“Yes I am, and who might you be?” I ask, standing up to greet my classmate, bowing my head in respects.

“Taehyung, Kim Taehyung.” He gave a lopsided smile which was absolutely adorable and before Jungkook could interrupt your conversation, Taehyung was dragging you away from your table to his own.

Now Jungkook had to keep an eye on you from the corner of his eye, while also trying to keep up with the two bantering girls on his right and left. He was trying his best to focus on the assignment, but he felt a gnawing at the back of his head.

What if Taehyung was trying to drag you away from him? What if he wanted to ruin your innocence? That was the last thing that Jungkook wanted. He rubbed the back of his head as he himself started wondering why he was having such odd thoughts in the middle of class.

It was obvious you wanted your space and he should leave you alone for a bit, but at the same time how could he leave you alone with this man by your side, acting oddly too friendly.

In reality, all of that stuff was in Jungkook’s head. Taehyung was acting nice to you because you were his fellow classmate and you were the new girl, and the last thing Taehyung would do was try to hit on you on the first day of school. He didn’t want to seem like a playboy to you.

“So Taehyung, who is your usual partner?” I asked, skimming through the textbook pages.

“It’s usually Jimin-ah, but he obviously is not here,” Taehyung said with a kind smile.

“So let’s work on this together to make Jimin jealous of how well we work together,” I say, jokingly, but he nods his head.

“I don’t mind being partners with you, why did you think I invited you?” He said, chuckling at the end of his sentence.

“Then it’s settled, chemistry partner,” I say, a bright smile on my face as I shook his hand, mocking how officials would to confirm a deal with each other.

“Now, let’s get down to work.” Taehyung declared, pulling out his own pair of glasses from his pocket.

You two worked together worked quite well together, for only knowing each other for a few minutes. Taehyung made it easy to start conversations and he was easy to talk to which is why it was a breeze doing all of this work, that and the fact you had studied this subject beforehand.

It turns out you two were ahead of everyone else and finished much faster than the others. I dropped my pen and rubbed my eyes tiredly. Taehyung notices my fatigue and cracked a joke instead of bluntly asking you what was wrong.

“What’s wrong? Sleeping beauty didn’t get her sleep last night?”

Jungkook watched from his table as you chuckled and laid your head on Taehyung’s broad shoulders. He didn’t know the context or why you did, but it was pretty obvious to him that Taehyung was trying to pull something on you. And he wouldn’t allow that.

It was even odd to Jungkook as to why he was acting like this. He had only known you for a little over 24 hours, but he felt the need to always be with you. And it made him mad seeing other people in the spot where he should be.

'Why did I have to say that to Jimin while she was there?’ Jungkook thought, running a hand through his hair stressed of what you thought of him now. It was obviously not good and he wished he could do anything to change your mind. 'That’s it! This is all his fault!’

Jungkook looked like he had found the jackpot with how far his lips went up in a smile.

'I just have to deal with him.’ Is what he thought, clicking his pen rapidly.

The bell rang, snapping him out of his thoughts. He jumped out of his seat, immediately heading towards you. He pushed past Taehyung who was currently making you tear up from laughter.

“I need to talk to you Y/n,” Jungkook said to you seriously and you glance between him and Taehyung.

“Fine, but be quick about it.” You said back and Taehyung nodded in understanding and left the two of you to be alone in the room.

“I just want to say that what I said back there wasn’t how I usually am, I don’t know what came over me, but that definitely wasn’t me. I’m sorry if I scared you, I didn’t mean to.” Jungkook blurted everything out and unintentionally mustering the best puppy dog eyes ever.

“It’s…fine.” A loud sigh escaped your lips at his confession. “It’s fine, but you can’t do that anymore.” You said sternly and he nodded several times making you chuckle. “Now stop pouting and show me the way to our next class.”

Jungkook held in his victory dance and held his arm out for you, which you intertwined your own with. It seemed easy to get you back this time, but maybe the next it wouldn’t be so easy, which made Jungkook watch what he would say.

He took you to your next classes, staying by your side the entire time and he would glare at anyone that wanted to talk to you, also pushing the girls that were throwing themselves at him away. He only wanted to be around you and he made sure that everyone in the class had gotten the message when he would glare at them.

And that was the ending of your first day. You ate your lunch with Yoongi and for the rest of the day, you kept talking with Jungkook as much as possible. You guys fixed your one-day friendship and it made you guys even closer, which you were happy about.

You made sure to check in with Jimin and Taehyung time to time, the duo joining you and Yoongi for lunch sometimes. Jungkook didn’t really sit near you guys for lunch because sometimes he wasn’t even in the cafeteria, attending extracurricular subjects during his lunch periods. And when he did go to the lunch room, he would be bombarded with all of his other popular friends, but you smiled and waved at him anyway. He always returned the gesture, before one of his friends pulled him away from your sight.

It had been a few days since the Jimin incident and you were now walking around the campus, Jungkook by your side.

“So do you like it here? Is everyone treating you nicely?” Jungkook asked, looking at you with genuine curiosity. He wanted you to be as comfortable as possible while you went to this school and it was his job to make sure that you were.

“Yeah, the occasional side glare, but nothing too bad. The guys are very welcoming.” Jungkook fought back an annoyed expression, instead teasing you of your closeness with the other boys, but inside he was getting eaten up with jealousy.

“I’m better though, right?” Jungkook put his hands under his chin in a signature flower-aegyo pose, but you just chuckled at the question.

“I’m not sure you and Yoongi are neck-to-neck,” you teased before slapping his shoulder, “I’m kidding. You both are welcoming to me it’s actually hard to choose.”

He nodded, not saying a word.

For the past few days, you felt yourself become closer to Jungkook Your feelings began growing and each time he would tease you or look at you for too long you blushed a deep crimson. It was pretty obvious, and you were almost completely sure Jungkook knew you liked him, but he just didn’t say anything about it. Probably out of pity for you, that’s what you thought at least.

You had gotten used to your new schedule, capable of walking around the campus without getting lost. The mornings were a bit better knowing you had friends to greet you in each class, but it was still fun when lunch came by especially if Jungkook ate with you guys. So after a long morning, lunch finally came by.

“Jungkook, let’s eat lunch together,” I say, but Jungkook pouts.

“I can’t, I have to go somewhere, but I could skip and stay with you instead.” He said, excited for you to say yes, but you only shook your head.

“It’s okay, I think I can handle lunch time by myself and besides Yoongi will be with me,” I say, smiling sweetly. I didn’t notice Jungkook’s gaze hardened in frustration, but he was quick to hide it.

“If you say so baby girl, I’ll see you after lunch then.” Jungkook ruffled your hair, making you cringe from the friction. Your hair was definitely messed up now.

“See ya, Kookie!” You call out before entering the lunchroom.

You fell in line, grabbing your lunch quickly and leaving the line. I searched for Yoongi in the crowds of many people and thank god for his bleached hair because he was easy to see.

I went over to the empty table and he glared at me first, probably because he thought I was someone else, but then his glare softened.

“I didn’t know when you and Jungkook would stop eye-fucking each other so I didn’t interrupt you two.” He said casually before biting into his sandwich. “I’m telling you Y/n, do not be friends with him. There is a lot about him you don’t know.”

I furrow my brows, feeling a bit uncomfortable with his tone. “If you are talking about the bullying, then don’t worry about it, I told him to stop and we all know how Jungkook listens to me.”

“You’ve only known him for a few days,” Yoongi comments, before biting into his sandwich.

“And I haven’t known you for a few days, but look where we are Yoongi.” I shoot back, making him sigh in defeat.

“I’m just saying, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he said before taking a big bite into his sandwich.

“Hey! Y/n!!” You and Yoongi simultaneously turn your heads to look behind you to see Taehyung and Jimin walking towards your table.

“Jimin! Taehyung!” You exclaim hopping out of your seat to hug the two. “Join us!” I invite happily and they both pull out their chairs.

The four of you chatted, Yoongi occasionally dissing one of the two boys while trying to make a mess of your face by splashing something on you. It was all fun until someone decided to creep up on you.

“Isn’t this an odd group of people here?”

I turn around slowly and see a jock, who was wearing our school jacket, towering over us with his tall and masculine built.

“Namjoon-ah, leave us alone.” Yoongi spat, digging his fork deep into his salad bowl.

“Oh shut it Yoongi, just because you’re older doesn’t give you the right to tell me what to do.” Namjoon countered making Yoongi huff out a deep breath.

“We don’t want any trouble, please leave us alone,” Jimin muttered meekly and I protectively stood in front of the table, trying to shield the frightened Jimin. These guys probably were the ones that bullied him more than Jungkook ever did.

“Just go,” I say calmly, trying to ease the anger that was obviously riding up in his body.

“And who thinks I’m gonna listen to the new girl.” He said, flicking some food onto your uniform.

“Okay man, look that’s enough,” Taehyung said, standing up abruptly his chair squeaking against the shiny new tiles. Now everyone in the lunch room was looking at you guys and Namjoon chuckled in amusement.

“Did that make you mad, huh?” Namjoon taunted, and he turned around looking like was going to leave, but in the last second, he turned around, fist clenched. You moved quickly in front of Taehyung intending to take the hit, but it never came. My eyes were tightly closed so I didn’t see what exactly happened.

All you could hear was a loud clang of a metal tray, a body roughly hitting the floor, and the sound of bones cracking. I opened my eyes frantically looking around until I saw two people dressed in the school uniform on the floor. Who…?

“Jungkook!” I yell, rushing to the two. “Get off of him!”

I pull at his raised arm, which was obviously going in for a punch, but his brute strength outweighed my own and he brought his fist down to meet Namjoon’s cheek again, in a brutal punch.

“Jungkook! That’s enough! You’re gonna hurt him!”

“So?! He was going to hurt you!! He deserves this!” He yells back harshly, and looking into his eyes you could tell that this wasn’t the real Jungkook. It was someone else, someone that wanted to hurt the man that was already bleeding on the ground repeatedly.

“Jungkook! Snap out of it!” I yell as loud as possible and this time it seems like my message was delivered.

Jungkook slowly turned around and saw Namjoon bleeding on the floor.

“Everyone make way!” A teacher yelled, coming to the scene. They looked like they were going to get sick from just looking at the condition Namjoon was in.

“I need an ambulance, tell someone to call an ambulance!” They shouted and several students scurried away.

I approached Jungkkok who was still spaced out and softly took his hand in mine, his encasing mine.

“Let’s go.”

He listened to my words and followed in my footsteps. I glanced at the group at the table, who was looking at the both of us with unbelievable expressions.

“We need to get you to the nurse,” I say softly, looking at his cut and bleeding knuckles.

“No,” he uttered under his breath, “only you.”

Even during a time like this, you didn’t know why, but you blushed. His words touched your heart and you nodded slowly.

“Okay, let’s go to my room then.”

I lead him through the now familiar hallways until we made it to the dorms, specifically my room. You guessed that Yoongi would not be in until later, probably because he would be questioned sooner or later, including Taehyung and Jimin.

I tugged Jungkook into the bathroom, where there were wraps and bandages, along with cleansing alcohol.

“This is gonna sting,” I say holding a soaked cotton pad in my hand. Jungkook nodded in response, clutching your other hand in his own. I softly dabbed the pad into his open cuts, his grip on my hand getting tighter and tighter as I continued on.

“Almost done,” I say, trying to encourage him to pull through with the pain. He could only weakly nod and let his head fall as I brought the cloth onto his knuckles. I finished up cleaning him as fast as possible, now grabbing the roll of bandages to wrap his knuckles with.

This part didn’t have any pain to come with it, but Jungkook kept a grip on your leg when you wrapped his other hand.

“There you go, all done, Kookie,” I said smiling softly. I let my hands rest on the sides of my legs, which were sitting crisscrossed. He seemed still lost in his thoughts so I grabbed the side of his cheek making him look at me. This wasn’t the best time to confront the issue, but I had to know why.

“Why did you do that? Why did you punch Namjoon” I ask softly, rubbing my thumb against his soft skin.

“He was going to hurt you Y/n and I couldn’t let that happen.” He said simply, leaning into your touch.

“But why were you there? I thought you had to do something else.” I asked, pushing my limit with the amount of question I was asking.

“I was going to, but I wanted to stay with you so I went back and thank god that I did because I don’t know what I would’ve done if something bad happened to you.” His voice cracked a bit and your heart softened at his sweet words.

“Why? Why do you care so much about me?” I ask, curiosity and hope getting the best of his and my own boundaries.

Out of nowhere, it seemed like he snapped out of whatever trance he was in and pushed you to the bed beneath you two. He was extremely close to you, as he kept his firm grip on your wrists.

“It’s because I’m in love with you, you make me crazy and you make me want to do things to you that I’ve never felt before. You can call me stupid or idiotic because I only met you a few days ago, but I am so in love with you that just by looking at you, you can make me insane.” He breathed out, his hot breath fanning across your neck.

His words switched something on in your brain because in no time your lips were on his. By the touch of your hands in his hair, he was melting into your arms.

Jungkook couldn’t help but pull away to see the sight in front of him, even if it meant losing the feeling of you against him. You were staring at him with the same look that he had gazed at you with and he fought back the childish grin that was creeping up on his face.

“I’m in love with you Y/n, I love you so much. I don’t care if you don’t feel the same I just need you to know.” Jungkook was taking in deep breaths, trying his best to recover from the loss of breath he had.

“I think I love you too Jungkook” You breathed out, feeling a weight being lifted off of your shoulder by saying those simple words. And to Jungkook an 'I think’ was better than nothing so he was not complaining at all. “Now come here and kiss me again.”

He chuckled a bit before slowly closing the space in between you two. Unlike the first kiss you had shared, this one was more passionate like he was going as slow as possible to remember the feeling of your soft lips pressed onto his own.

Your tongues danced together in a fierce battle. You were so immersed in the feeling, but you didn’t miss Jungkook’s hips roll against yours as you felt yourself become more and more heated by the second. That was enough for you to beg for more.

Your hands left his hair and moved down to his button up shirt. Without leaving each other’s touch, you unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it to the side of the room, his toned and defined chest out in the open for you to look at. The sight was enough for you to moan out in pleasure.

“Baby girl, if we continue like this I won’t be able to stop.” Jungkook moaned out and the pleasure of your fingers dancing on his bare torso made his head fall backward.

“Who said I wanted to stop, baby?” You winked at him before flipping him over so now you were straddling him. He let out an automatic moan, feeling more pressure on his hard member. You smirked and teased him more, rolling your hips ever so slowly.

His hands went to your hips and made you move faster, making you smirk at how desperate he was. While his hands were occupied with your pelvis, your hands trailed down the sides of his chest enjoying the feeling of his muscles get tighter whenever you grazed them ever so slightly with your fingertip.

You would have never imagined this happening. You had Jeon Jungkook under you a moaning mess from your teasing and completely shirtless. It was something out of a dream.

“Y/n…I need you now,” Jungkook moaned, and you could feel him become harder and harder with even the slightest bit of pressure applied to his cock.

“I know baby, I know.” In all honesty, you were craving for him too, but something in the back of your mind told you to stop, think about what you were doing, and who you were doing it with.

Jungkook got riled up from the teasing and flipped you over so he was on top now.

“Your clothes are annoying me, baby girl,” I smirked and let my hands slowly trail to the buttons my own shirt. More teasing couldn’t hurt, right?

I moved as slow as possible, unbuttoning each button making sure he saw what I was doing. Jungkook was practically eye-fucking you by the time you were at the bottom of the shirt.

“Fuck baby, I’m so hard for you right now.” His words make you break your thoughts of reading him. Instead, you unbuttoned the shirt as daft as possible.

Your shirt was tossed aside by him as he immediately went to litter your neck and chest with hickies and open-mouthed kisses.

His sharp teeth biting into your skin gave you massive waves of pleasure, which shocked you, as you ran your fingers through his dark black hair, which only made him bite deeper and harder. He was desperate to finally make you as his.

His mouth didn’t stop moving once and by the time he reached your sensitive spot, you were covered with his love bites.

“Oh god, Jungkook how am I gonna cover that?” I moaned out since he was still biting and nipping at my neck, his warm tongue meeting yiur sensitive skin.

“Don’t.” He said with a raspy deep voice, breaking away from your neck for a moment. “Let everyone know who you belong to.”

His words shouldn’t have, but they drove you to edge as you ground your hips against his, yearning for more friction.

You both wrre done if the teasing and stopped to look at each o thef. He was disheveled and breathing heavily, and you were practically the same.

“Y/n, are you really rea-”

“Hey, guys we’re back!!” The door slammed open and Jungkook instinctively covered you first, jumped out of the bed, and closed your door. Thank god there was a separate room only for you or else this would’ve been 10 times more embarrassing.

“Guys!? What’s going on?” Jimin yelled again and you could hear the laughter of Yoongi and Taehyung through the walls.

“Leave them be Jiminie~” Jimin didn’t catch the message but decided to listen to Taehyung and step away from the doorway.

Jungkook was heavily breathing while leaning against the door as if making sure no one stepped foot inside. He was still shirtless giving you some extra time to examine his perfectly sculpted torso. He truly was ethereal.

“Y/n, get dressed.” He commanded and I nodded, trying my best to hide my embarrassment. His hand slipped to your doorknob, locking your door so he didn’t have to stand in front of the door the whole time.

Jungkook was about to get his own shirt, but you stopped him, grabbing his wrist.

“Don’t wear your uniform, I have extra clothes you can wear.” Jungkook smiled at your shy face, enveloping you in a tight hug, his arms capturing you in the warmest embrace you’ve ever felt.

You walked to your closet, Jungkook not letting his arms falter. Your back was hitting his hard chest from how tight he was holding you and this made you blush even more. Jungkook didn’t notice you were still without any shirt and looked at your closet, looking through the clothes with you.

“I have this oversized shirt and loose sweatpants that can definitely fit you.” You muttered, reaching in to grab the articles of clothes.

“Whatever you give me, I can wear baby girl.” He said slyly, planting a kiss to your temple. He was acting so sweet and nice to you, your heart melted. He grabbed the clothes from you, throwing on the shirt immediately and it was actually loose on him. Jungkook only imagines if it was big on you, how did it look on you? He imagined your bare legs, the shirt acting almost as a dress when you wore it and he smiled at the thought. Perhaps he would get to see you like that sometime.

You turned around and changed into your own clothes, also giving Jungkook his own time for changing. You wore sweatpants as well and a belly shirt that was comfortably loose on you. When you saw that Jungkook was finished with changing, you tackled him to the bed, hugging his torso. You could hear him chuckle before letting the two of you lay on your sides. Jungkook propped his elbow on the bed, resting his head in his hands staring at you with love.

Jungkook would have never guessed he would fall in love with someone so quickly, but he was glad he did before anyone else could. Now you were his and no one in the world could ever change that.

“Jungkook even though we just met, I feel so happy with you.” You muttered, cuddling to his chest. He didn’t bother hiding his prideful smile as he let his arms rest on your waist.

“Me too, Y/n. I don’t know why, but I want to be with you forever.” He said, hands now playing with your hair. You hid your face in his chest and you could hear his heart racing against his ribcage. It made you blush since you knew his heart was beating like that because of you.

“Hey!! Could you guys stop fucking for a second because we need to talk about something!” Yoongi yelled out, and you blushed knowing that he was aware of what you two were doing.

“Don’t be embarassed baby girl,” Jungkook said winking at the end of his sentence.

With a lot of encouragement from Jungkook, you decided to get out of bed. It was hard to convince you since you knew that once you stepped out of the room the 3 pairs of eyes would immediately land on you.

When you did exit the room, Jimin was letting his head lay in his hands, and you were guessing he was blushing to probably being informed by the other two by what you were doing. Yoongi kept a blank face and Taehyung was making overly exaggerated happy faces, hyping the two of you up.

“Wow! Jungkook and Y/n getting it on, and on your first day together, impressive.” Taehyung winked teasingly to you, making you scratch your head in bashfulness. His comments made your face red, which you had predicted, and Jungkook only smirks with confidence and pride. He was glad that they all knew you were his now, that way they wouldn’t get in his way when it came to you.

“Y/n…I’m sorry for almost barging in, that was totally my fault!” Jimin apologized, not daring to look at Jungkook’s now fierce eyes.

“Ah, it’s fine Jimin, you didn’t know.” Jungkook rolled his eyes but remembered to try to be nice towards Jimin, it seemed like that would make you happy.

“Yah, Jimin!” Jungkook said suddenly, the shorter one cowering in fear. “I want to apologize to you for the past years, I shouldn’t have done that and it was the wrong of me. Hopefully, you and I can be friends and we can get to know each other more.”

You looked at Jungkook impressed with his apology, it seemed like he did swallow his pride just once. Jimin, on the other hand, was smiling widely, “Yeah! We should!”

Jungkook seemed satisfied with his answer before directing his gaze to Yoongi.

“I don’t approve, but you can do whatever you want. But don’t be too loud when you guys do it in here.” Yoongi said this all with a blank face before standing up to go to the kitchen.

I shuffled into Jungkook’s embrace as he wrapped his arm around me.

“So you guys wanna celebrate with a party?” Taehyung asked.

“Tae, I’m pretty sure that you can’t throw any parties in these dorms,” I say, tracing Jungkook’s veins. He felt calm with the light touch of your finger tips.

“Oh innocent child, I’m talking about the underground parties,” Taehyung said with a devious smirk.

“We can’t do that again Taehyung!” Jimin called out, making you curious as to what this secret underground party they were talking about. “We were almost caught and I think if you really wanna do it again, you have to wait. We held a party only a few weeks ago and if we hold one again, the school will get suspicious.”

“What is that?” I ask, looking at Jungkook who just sipped on the water Yoongi put on the table.

“Jimin and I have been the masterminds behind some of this school’s best parties, ask Jungkook. He’s attended more than one, isn’t that right Kookie?” Taehyung winked at the boy sitting next to you.

“Don’t call me that, and yeah I’ve been to a few,” Jungkook said, keeping his arm around your shoulder. “They’re interesting, to say the least.”

“Fucking interesting is an understatement,” Yoongi chuckles, sipping on a beer which he recently retrieved from the fridge, “you can get a whole lot of memories, and other things, at those parties.”

I look at Yoongi interested in what he had said, raising an eyebrow. Yoongi only smirked and pointed at Jimin who was blushing under the attention of your eyes.

“Explain, Jimin,” Yoongi said, punching the shorter boy in his shoulder, who held back a wince.

“So, um, basically, me and Taehyung we…um…deal un-prescribed medication to some of the students here?” Jimin said, trying not to choke on his words.

“Un-prescribed medication…?” I say, confused.

“Drugs, they deal drugs, baby girl,” Jungkook said, knowing that you were confused.

Immediately, you let your posture become straight staring at the two. Taehyung only smirked and Jimin looked away shyly, a blushing mess.

“You sell fucking drugs!!” I yell at the top of my lungs. “Why?!”

“It makes good money, princess, this school isn’t all good grades and popular boys, there’s always a dark side to things,” Taehyung said smoothly, and you could hear a loud stomp on the ground. I looked at Taehyung to see him clutching his foot.

“Don’t call her princess,” Jungkook said threateningly, “ever again.”

“Do you wear fucking platforms to school or some shit Jeon?!” Taehyung called out, still clutching his aching foot.

“Jungkook, why’d you do that?” I ask softly. I let out a small yelp when Jungkook suddenly pulled me into his lap, bringing his lips close to my ear.

“I’m the only one allowed to call you such names, you’re mine and only mine.” He growled and I tried not to look at the amused Taehyung in front of me.

“Wow, Jungkook you’re already territorial when you are only a day in the relationship, I thought those feelings came in later,” Taehyung said, smirking. Jimin chuckled cutely, hiding his laughter behind his small hand.

“Oh shut your smart mouth, Taehyung,” Jungkook said, kissing your neck softly.

“Anyway, Taehyung a party or not?” Yoongi asked, and suddenly Taehyung slammed his drink onto the table.

“Of course there’s a party!”

Jimin clapped quietly, looking defeated since no one listened to his observation, and Yoongi nodded and smiled, satisfied with the answer.

“Jungkook and Y/n you have to come since the party is for you guys anyway,” Taehyung said, leaning on the table looking at the two of you in hope.

“I’ll go if Y/n wants to,” I felt all eyes turn to me and all I could think of doing was nod. I mean why would I say no, there wasn’t anything bad that could happen.

“Great, it’s a real first date for the two of you,” Taehyung said, happily sitting back in his seat.

“Taehyung, you better not scream about the two of us, you would draw unnecessary attention to us and I think neither of us want that,” Jungkook said firmly, keeping you on his lap.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he doesn’t,” Jimin assured.

The room fell into a comfortable silence until I took a deep breath.

“So we’re all just going to ignore the fact that Jimin and Taehyung run their own drug business?”

Everyone nodded, sipping their drinks, Taehyung winking playfully.

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Taehyung quickly spread the word around the school, telling people the exact details and making sure that they kept quiet about it.

See on the surface, Taehyung seemed like a nerd like his closest friend Jimin. But in fact, he was a sly student that used his act of a quiet kid to listen in on people’s conversation, in the end getting all of the gossip and secrets. He used that to his advantages, threatening students that said they were going to report his parties with their beloved secrets and that he would expose all of them.

That’s why none of the popular kids speak out against him or tell the teacher’s about the infamous parties he holds down in the basement. Well, of course, there is the rare exception, such as Namjoon, but it will usually simmer down when the teachers don’t believe him, not even bothering to inspect the allegations, forcing Taehyung to tell their secrets to everyone.

Stumbling upon the now infamous basement was a total accident. He had actually become friends with Jimin there. It was his first day as a student and curiosity got the best of him. He read a do not enter sign and of course, he entered. He saw some kid sitting in front of a glaring screen, with many more surrounding him.

Cutting to the end of the story, Jimin, who was the one sitting in front of the screen, was hacking into some private files that weren’t supposed to be out there. Taehyung immediately befriended the wallflower, claiming the two of them met because of fate pushing them together.

They had renovated the whole place themselves, and thanks to Jimin’s connections he was able to install speakers into the walls, not forgetting to make the place soundproof and that was the making of the party meet up place. Don’t even ask Taehyung how Jimin managed to get past the student council with renovations because even he doesn’t know how his best friend did it.

“This is gonna be the best party so far,” Taehyung said, stuffing cash into his pocket. He was in charge of who could and could not enter the basement and he was excited to see both you and Jungkook show up.

It was only the start of the party, but the place was close to being packed. That just showed the popularity of these parties that Taehyung held.

“Babe, should I wear this?” It has been one week since you and Jungkook made it official and he was currently in your dorm room trying to help you get ready. You were asking his opinion on several outfits.

“No way, that’s too showy,” Jungkook said, sneaking up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, “why not just wear a shirt that says 'I’m Jungkook’s Girlfriend, fuck off!’?”

I chuckle lightly at his joke, continuing to skim through different shirts and bottoms.

“I guess I can just look comfortable and cool,” I say, choosing the sweatpants and tight crop top. With a choker going with your nice outfit, you finished off the look perfectly.

“I am so goddamn lucky to have you Y/n, so fucking sexy.” Jungkook praised, kissing your neck making you smile shyly.

“Oh, that’s enough, Jungkook. You look great yourself, so let’s get going. I’m sure Taehyung is excited to see us too.” I say, pecking his nose, making him scrunch it up cutely. “And I’m just as lucky so stop praising me like that, babe.”

Jungkook smiled proudly at his nickname, happy with the closeness that grew between you two.

“Whatever you say, baby girl. Let’s go.” He said, standing up taking your hand in his, walking out of your room with you towards the basement.

Now, Jungkook was no stranger to Taehyung’s parties, constantly being invited by his friends, who were invited by Taehyung. He had never partaken in drugs or things like that, but there were definitely wild memories he’s had there. There were sometimes hook-ups, but he never mentioned any of that to you. You had to see him as someone you could trust, and that’s what was happening now.

You went hand in hand to the basement where Taehyung happily greeted you, also saying you were free of charge and that you didn’t have to pay for entrance.

“Y/n, just stay close to me, okay?” I looked at Jungkook and seeing his serious expression, I nodded my head. “Good.”

“Y/n!!” A high pitched voice called and then there was a sudden weight on your shoulders, thankfully Jungkook held you tightly stopping you from falling to the ground. I look to my right and saw Yoongi, definitely intoxicated, sipping on his drink.

“And you brought your boyfriend!” He cheered. Jungkook looked disgusted at Yoongi while you tried holding back laughter.

“Oh!! I spot a cute guy Y/n look over there!!” Yoongi said pointing at the familiar boy sitting behind the computer, DJ-ing the whole party.

“Uhm, Yoongi, that’s Jimin there…” I inform, making him stand upright instead of falling to the ground.

“Oh fuck me, pretty boy!!” He squealed, running off to the DJ stand. Even Jungkook himself was laughing at the mess Yoongi was making out of himself.

“Now, baby let’s get this actual party started.” Jungkook cheered, taking you by the waist to the bar.

Jungkook ordered both of you some shots, as he kept a tight grip on your exposed waist. While you two waited for the drinks, Jungkook kissed you firmly on the lips. A smile formed on your mouth, but you cooperating and kissed back as feverishly as possible.

HIs hands trailed from your waist down to your thighs, lifting you to his lap as he sat on one of the bar stools, making sure to keep you both steadied.

“Your drinks? That is if you guys would stop sucking each other’s faces off.” The bartender said, making you chuckle at your boyfriend’s annoyed expression.

“Thanks,” I say, not hesitating to swallow the alcoholic shot down my throat. Jungkook grabbed his and finished it as well. Of course, it being your first time tasting such strong alcohol your fave cringed, making Jungkook chuckle lightly.

“Babe, I gotta go to the bathroom,” I say, climbing off his lap, but he was still holding my hand. “You probably messed up my lipstick.” I tease, climbing off his lap.

“Want me to walk you?” He asked, squeezing my hand gently. I shook my head no and left for the restroom, blowing a kiss before turning my way to the facilities.

Jungkook watched your retrieving form, ordering another round of shots. He was about to sip on the alcohol in his hands, but a sudden slap on his back stopped him from doing so.

“Jeon Jungkook, finally showing up after many long months of being off the grid!” The voice was familiar to him, it was one of his old jock friends that he didn’t keep in touch with too much now in days.

“Oh hey, Jackson.” Jungkook greeted, trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible.

“Hey, I umm, saw the girl you were with, hoping you could hook me up, y'know like old times.” All of Jungkook’s muscles tightened at the sickening sound of Jackson’s voice, it was the same voice he used whenever he wanted a favor. Usually…no actually always involving a girl. A girl that would later be in the same bed as him panting and moaning his name.

“No, sorry Jacks, but that girl is not for the taking.” Jungkook said sternly, not glancing at his 'friend’ Jungkook kept a close eye on the bathroom door, actually hoping you wouldn’t come out until later. If you were to return to him, who knows what Jackson would do to you, which would ultimately end in what Jungkook would have to do to Jackson.

It was obvious you two were dating, I mean you were always holding hands in the halls, sharing kisses near the lockers, and always sharing hugs and lovable actions in public, no shame what so ever.

“No way! Dude, she is a real one, I got to say…what’s she sound in bed?” Jungkook could barely think, why did he need to know? Was he really going to still and try to get with you when you were obviously taken?

“…”

“Really, Jungkook? That bad.” Jackson said, laughing at his own unfunny joke.

By the time Jackson was caught up in laughing at his own joke, you were walking back to where Jungkook was. And this was probably the only time in his life where he didn’t want you back sitting on his lap.

Jackson’s laugh was cut short when he noticed his friend’s silence, looking in the same direction as he was.

“Holy fucking shit.” Jackson breathed, staring at you, too much for Jungkook’s liking actually. Without warning, Jackson walked towards you chatting up a storm with you.

“Hey, so Y/n, right?” Jackson said to you, making you nod, uncomfortable with how this stranger was treating you even though you’ve only heard him say a minimum of 4 words.

“Uhm, yes, what do you want?” I ask, casually slipping out of his arms which were around my shoulder.

“I’m kinda a friend of Jungkook,” he said, getting closer to you once again. I glance at where I thought Jungkook was, but he wasn’t there. “And I wanted to get to know you better since Jungkook just keeps babbling on about this perfect girl.”

He stepped closer, his chest touching yours since you were now backed to a wall.

“I need you to step ba-”

Jackson’s close body was now on the floor. Everything happened fast and it was a blur to you, the one who was in front of the poor boy. Jungkook was suddenly panting in front of you, holding you as close as possible.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n. I came as fast as I could, the crowds of people were slowing me down and I just couldn-”

“Don’t apologize, thank you for coming Jungkook, thank you so much.” I breathed, hugging him tightly. “I, just, thank you.”

Jungkook hugged you back with as much love, glancing at the motionless body next to his feet.

“Let’s get you back to the dorm, and rest okay?” You nodded, taking his hand in yours and excusing yourselves from the party.

After a long walk back, bidding your three close friends a good night you finally made it to your room.

Jungkook helped you get changed, apologizing every second for what happened.

“I can’t help but feel it’s my fault,” Jungkook said beating himself up.

“Don’t say that,” I mutter, caressing his cheek with my hand which he leaned into, “what happened tonight couldn’t be stopped. And it’s no big deal, as long as we’re both fine it’s all okay.” I say, pecking his lips to try and make hum feel better.

“I love you so much,” He breathed, hugging my waist.

“I love you too baby,” I say softly.

I climb into bed and Jungkook wraps the blanket protectively around my body, making me look like a burrito. It was silently agreed that he would stay the night. He stripped off his shirt, changing into the spare sweatpants he left in your room.

He joined you, cuddling up to your side and hugging you tightly in his muscular arms. His hands automatically found your own and you smiled at the abundance of affection.

Jungkook really was the perfect boyfriend, which you had learned in a week of being together. It seemed wherever you stepped foot, he was there to support or be with you. He was just a very lovable guy.

The sound of his steady breathing lulled you to sleep. You slept thinking of how lucky you were to have someone like Jungkook in your life to be with.

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Jungkook had lifted his head from the fluffy pillows, looking over to you. Jungkook knew why he was awake and he knew what he wanted to do.

“I love you so much,” Jungkook whispered pushing your hair aside to kiss your cheek, “which is why I have to do this.”

He slid out of the comfort of your bed and dressed in all black clothing.

It was already late as the sun was about to come up, which is why Jungkook wanted to make this quick.

Yoongi was passed out on the couch, or at least that’s what Jungkook thought, as he took your keys from the side drawer leaving your room, locking it on his way out.

He left the dorm area, going back to the basement and just as he expected, Jackson was still there. His friends were probably too drunk to carry him back and when he woke up from Jungkook’s punch he probably just went to sleep. At least that’s how it was when Jungkook had to take care of him when they were friends.

Jungkook’s jaw clenched at the worthless excuse of a man right in front of him but continued making his way to the blonde’s body.

He took his arms, carry the dead weight body up the stairs, dodging all of the security cameras. He knew where the cameras were and skillfully escaped out of their vision, eventually taking the stairs to the roof.

It was like something in Jungkook’s brain was turned off and another side of him was found, something hidden deep down. He felt the need for revenge, anger, and he craved blood.

Without a second thought, he reeled his arm backward and brought it to meet Jackson’s face. The victim’s eyes shot open and he touched his jaw, still dazed from being abruptly awakened in such a rough manner as well.

“Jeon…?” The sun glared right unto Jackson’s eyes, making him lift his hand to see Jungkook’s face properly.

“Yeah, it’s me, friend,” Jungkook greeted sarcastically smiling at the dazed man in front of him if you could even call him a man at this point

“Yo, what happened?” Jackson asked, sitting upright on the gravel ground beneath the two.

“Oh, last night. Man, it was pretty fucking wild. Yeah, you tried to put yourself onto my girl, it was pretty fucking fun to watch.” Jungkook said, spitting each word with venom.

Jackson didn’t notice the intensity of Jungkook’s glare since his hangover was still present.

“See? I told you everythi-”

Jungkook moved swiftly, taking Jackson’s wrist in his hand, bending his fingers in painful ways, his other hand gripping Jackson’s bleached blonde hair. Jackson yelled and fought against Jungkook’s steel grip, but it was no use.

“Dude! Wha-”

“No! You shut the fuck up and listen to me, you man whore!” Jungkook yelled, now bending his past friend’s arm back. “You put your fucking hands on my girl, my pure and innocent girl! Do you think I could forgive you for that?!”

Jackson was unresponsive, the pain in his soon to be broken arm numbing his brain. Jungkook’s anger flared at his silence, this time taking his arm and bending it in an unimaginable way, Jackson yelling for help in pain and disparity.

“Answer me you fucking cunt!” Jungkook dropped the broken arm, kicking the man’s stomach. “Do you think it was fun for me to see you put yourself onto her?! That’s why I fucking pummeled you to the ground last night! It’s what a son of a bitch like you deserve!”

Jackson’s body would jolt up with each kick that was sent to his stomach, making him groan and yell in even more pain.

“This is only a fucking warning, Wang.” Jungkook keeled down to look at the almost passed out man. “If I see you look at her, touch her, or even fucking breath in her direction, I will fucking kill you!”

Jackson nodded weakly, steering his eyes away from his 'friend.’

“Let me hear you fucking say you know your place!!” Jungkook slammed his fist into the concrete wall near Jackson’s head, making the latter cringe at the close proximity. “Admit that you touched what was mine and you won’t do it again unless you actually value your life!”

“I shouldn’t have touched her a-and if I even look at her, you’ll…k-kill me,” the words fell from Jackson’s chapped lips making Jungkook nod, trusting he learned his lesson.

“Good, remember our rules and I don’t kill you,” Jungkook was about to walk away from the scene, but stopped mid-step to turn and look at the broken man. “And don’t tell anyone about this, if I hear even a rumor about this whole thing, I’ll make sure you never speak again.”

Jackson barely nodded, and Jungkook walked away satisfied with his work. With a slam of the roof door, he left Jackson crippled on the floor barely breathing.

“I’ll do anything for my Y/N, as long as she is safe,” Jungkook murmured, “and I’m the only one that can protect her.”

Jungkook made a quick stop to the bathroom, washing the access blood from his knuckles. He made a good call wearing all black since there were some drops of blood on his shirt. Staring at himself in the mirror, he took a deep breath recalling the events that happened only seconds earlier.

“No, Jeon, you’re doing the right thing. This is for your baby, he tainted her and you just took care of the problem. This isn’t your fault.” Jungkook mumbled to himself, resting assured by his own words.

He left the bathroom with no other words, going on his way back to your dorm room.

On his quiet journey and long, he thought of you and your futures together. Even after high school, he will make sure you two will never be broken apart.

“She is mine and there’s no stopping it, even if I have to shed blood,” Jungkook said to himself, smirking at the thought of your futures together.

He made sure to quietly open the door to your dorm room, remembering that Yoongi would be there on the couch. But surprisingly, he wasn’t.

“Where’d you go, Jeon?” Yoongi asked as soon as the dorm room door closed. “Why did you leave so early in the morning?”

Suspicion grew by the second Jungkook didn’t answer. He was going to walk right past Yoongi, but the latter’s hand stopped him. Jungkook growled and threw the hand off of his shoulder, walking towards your room.

“I’m watching you, Jeon,” Yoongi warned, to which Jungkook just ignored.

If Yoongi were to really catch on to what he was doing, it would only get messier from here on out.

“Do whatever you want, but” Jungkook turned around and pointed a finger at Yoongi, his stare baring right into his soul, “if you try to come in between me and Y/n, I will make sure no one ever sees you, again.”

Yoongi was actually taken aback by the threat that Jungkook delivered. Before he could retort, Jungkook disappeared into your room. Yoongi slouched and looked at your door, contemplating whether or not he should tell you of his encounter with Jungkook.

Meanwhile, behind your closed door, Jungkook discarded his shirt and climbed into bed with you. You shuffled over to look at Jungkook with half open eyes.

“Baby? Why’re you up so early?” You asked, hugging his muscular torso. Jungkook melted at your touch, turning around to now face you.

“Nevermind that. I think that you should call me something else now,” Jungkook smiling at your sleepy, but cute, expression.

“What would that be?”

“Oppa.”

Your body stiffened and he chuckled lightly at your reaction.

“C'mon, do you really not wanna call me that?” He teased rufflung your already messed up hair.

“I don’t mind it…oppa,” Jungkook smiled victoriousmy, hugging you tightly and bringing you closer to his bare chest.

“Jungkook, thank you so much for what you’ve done for me,” you said, thankfully and his heart beat increased, “I just can’t believe I was able to get so lucky to have you.”

Jungkook’s lips upturned into a big grin and he brought you closer, to such a close proximity you could hear his heartbeat.

You pecked his chest making him chuckle and flip you over, so now you were straddling him.

In your close and intimate relationship, you never thought of how fast you guys were moving. You both were happy and nothing could stop that, and honestly, to you, it felt like Jungkook was the one.

You were now straddling his waist as he looked at you with love and adoration.

“You are so perfect,” he breathed out, keeping a firm grip on your hips.

You chuckled and leaned down to peck his forehead, lingering slightly to feel his hot breath on your neck.

“Wanna go out and walk around campus?” You ask, running your fingers up and down his chest, slightly tickling him.

He pouted, holding your two hands in his own, “We can just stay here, together.”

He kissed your hands, looking directly into your eyes and you resisted the urge to agree with his idea.

“No, babe. C'mon, some fresh air never hurt anyone.” You leaned down and kissed his lips, making him wish for more, but you pulled away grinning at him.

“Let’s get ready,” you threw the duvet off of your body and stood up near the bedside. Jungkook stayed still in bed for a moment, admiring your practically bare body.

“Hey, stop staring and get up,” you teased, throwing a hoodie at his shirtless body.

Jungkook sighed and sat up, throwing the hoodie on and changing into skinny jeans.

You dressed in a skirt and a short sleeve stripped shirt, coincidentally matching Jungkook’s.

“Now everyone knows your mine,” He said smirking at the image reflected in the mirror in front to you two.

“Wait let me take a photo and post it on SNS.” You said, digging into your bag and getting your phone out.

Jungkook stood behind you, arms wrapped around your shoulders draping in front of your chest. You tilted your head upwards and kissed his chin, making him smile and that’s when you snapped the photo.

It was the perfect picture and you quickly posted it before gathering the last of your things and joining Jungkook to exit your room.

Yoongi was still on the couch, Jungkook thinking he could’ve possibly been pretending to sleep but didn’t pester him further.

“Jungkook-oppa,” you said in the sweetest tone, hugging his masculine arm, “let’s get food and go shopping!”

Jungkook chuckled and pulled you closer, “You didn’t have to ask baby girl, I know what you like when we go out to eat.”

Even though the school was isolated from any other shopping malls or restaurants, the school is wealthy enough to open their own. A big one at that. Along with average fast food chains close by to the mall. It was a few minute walk, which is why you didn’t know of it since it was pretty far from the school, but Taehyung informed you of it which is how you came to know it.

“And don’t worry, I can pay for everything you want,” Jungkook said slyly, grinning down at you.

You pouted but didn’t argue knowing that putting up a fight was useless.

For the majority of the walk, you two were just taking pictures together or one of you took pictures of the other, it made time go by faster and made the walk more comfortable and enjoyable.

“We’re here!” I exclaim out, tugging on his arm. He shook his head a small smile on his lips and continued leading me towards the entrance.

“It’s so big!!”

The inside was truly marvelous. It was gigantic and the several floors of stores and restaurants had you even more excited.

“Let’s go,” Jungkook said leading you to the escalator. He leaned on one side as you leaned on the other, peering over at the stores you would eventually get to.

“Excuse me,” a low voice said behind you. Without warning the person pushed past you, walking straight past you and making his way to the top of the stairs.

“Hey! Co-”

“It’s fine, Jungkook calm down,” I say, holding onto his hand to calm his anger. One thing you learned from being with your sweet and, usually, kind boyfriend was that he had absolutely no filter with anyone that hurt you. Which happened often, considering the number of his crazed fangirls around the school that were mad when they found out he was seeing you. You grew accustomed to holding him back, which he wasn’t a fan of.

Jungkook liked to deal with all of your problems for you, saving you the hassle of lifting a pinky.

“Where do you wanna go, babe?” He asked softly, his breathing finally even. “You get to choose.”

“Hmmm, oh! That one!” I say, jumping up excitedly. It has been a since you last saw so many shops in a while, so you were ecstatic to get to see clothes other than the ones you brought with you. Jungkook held tightly onto your hand as you dragged him into the shop you wanted to go to.

Once you entered, you were like a child in a candy shop. You bounced from one clothing rack to another, and thankfully Jungkook was able to keep up.

“Hmm, I don’t think these clothes are my style.” You said, but you still sifted through the several clothing racks. Personally, Jungkook spotted some clothes he thought would look fantastic on you but it seems like he had thought wrong. Jungkook could only think ahead in time when your birthday would come around, what would he get you? Speaking of which,

“Hey, baby?”

You hummed in response, telling Jungkook that he had your attention.

“When’s your birthday?” He asked, and you glanced at him smiling sweetly.

“It’s not important. And besides, I know about your made up plan on spoiling me sick on my birthday, which is why I won’t tell you.” You say, walking away from your stunned boyfriend.

Your birthday not important? What a load of bullshit!

“Fine, you caught onto my plan, but your birthday is important!” He exclaimed, but you shook your head ignoring him. “Please tell me, I won’t spoil you…”

You looked at him in disbelief and he hung his head, “…a lot.” You chuckled, patting his cheek.

“If you are so desperate to know then help me choose between these two, and then I’ll tell you.” You declared, holding up two dresses.

One was a sheer black one with flowers stitched onto them, it was practically yelling spring in his face. It seemed classy, and Jungkook would’ve liked it if it wasn’t for the thin and see-through material which went up until the waistline. He couldn’t let you leave the dorm looking like that, or else what would the guys at your school think.

The next dress was rather short and had small waves at the ends, after the waistline. It was a light pink color, and a bow was on the backside of it. He leaned closer to the second dress since, even though it was rather short, it was cute. The other one was cute as well, but he felt that you would look better in the second one. Even though you could look in anything, in his opinion.

“The second one.” He said simply.

“Really?” You ask, and he immediately regretted his answer. He began stumbling over his words to try and redeem himself.

“I mean-they all, um look great on you. I just thoug-the second one suits you better, I think.” He said stuttering over his words slightly. You laughed at his barely understandable sentence but nodded your head in understanding.

“I got it, Kookie. The second one it is,” you held the dress up to your eyes, “it is pretty cute, even if it isn’t my style.”

He smiled happily, glad that you were happy with him and his decision.

“But!” You suddenly exclaimed whipping your head towards him with a pointed finger, “that doesn’t mean we are done just yet!”

Jungkook laughed at your childish actions and looked as you thought of what was to come next.

“I got it! You choose an outfit for me and I choose one for you!” You exclaimed and Jungkook thought the idea was cute.

Jungkook was going to say what he thought about the idea, but you already pecked him on the cheek and rushed off to the men’s section. He only sighed before spinning into the other direction to the woman’s section.

He glanced around and noticing a lot of the items were bright and colorful, and just as he was about to choose a white and pink shirt he thought you would like he remembered how you said not a lot of these clothes were your style, including the soft pink dress from earlier.

“It must be black or dark since she doesn’t like a lot of the bright ones…” Jungkook noted to himself and he saw the corner of the store have a darker selection.

Meanwhile, you were skimming through the clothing racks like a breeze. You knew what Jungkook’s style mainly consisted of. His closet, which you have seen on several occasions when you spent the night in his dorm room, was filled with ripped jeans and mainly solid color (all of which were white with a splash of gray) and the occasional oversized hoodie.

You decided you would get your sweet boyfriend a darker look. You grabbed black ripped jeans, a gray oversized undershirt, and a black graphic tee. You finished it by grabbing a red and white flannel and you were practically gushing imagining your boyfriend wearing these fitting clothes.

“He will look so amazing!” You cheered feeling proud of yourself. You were ready to head to the dressing rooms, where you texted Jungkook you would be.

Meanwhile, Jungkook was pulling his hair out in distress. He had mass amounts of worry going through his brain. Would you hate this skirt? Is this shirt too loose? Are these even going to fit you? Would you hate the entire outfit and decide to end your relationship with him over his stupid mistakes? To him, your entire relationship was riding on the choices he made.

“Aish,” he breathed in annoyance and one of the workers walked over to him.

“Sir, do you need help,” she said softly, seeing his distressed look. He glanced at her and sighed once again, it was rather rude of him.

“No, I am fine, thanks.” He said coldly, and the girl backed away slowly, wondering what the whole mood change was for.

Nowadays, females that approached Jungkook met a hard stone cold wall. He thought of no one’s other emotions except for yours, and occasionally your close roommate and two friends. But that was it. Unfortunately, girls didn’t get the note that he was already taken and decided to confess to him, sometimes even in front of you! He would roll his eyes and scoff at their confessions but tried his best to hold back at scolding them whenever you were there. You had gotten into the long discussion with him about the way he treated the girls in the school, but frankly, he could care less.

Why would he have to be nice to people that were completely irrelevant to him?

He sighed and finally accepted the clothing he chose and wished it would suit you fine. He checked his messages and saw you had been waiting for him for a few minutes and that you were by the dressing rooms already.

He rushed over to the dressing rooms and he saw you there, standing with a few pieces of clothes in your hands.

“About time,” you teased, pecking his cheek as he blushed lightly, “let’s go, oppa. I wanna see what you picked out.”

“Don’t expect much, babe.” He said, shyly handing over your clothes. You chuckled and handed him his own clothes.

“Oh don’t worry Oppa~. Whatever you pick for me I will love.” You assured and you stepped away from your boyfriend to go to your own fitting room. Jungkook didn’t hesitate to follow you, taking the room right next to yours.

He chuckled lightly at the clothes you chose for him, they were very dark and he was kind of into it. It was different from his usual style and he liked that you chose something to mix it up for him.

You looked at the outfit in your own fitting room and you couldn’t help but blush. You weren’t sure what Jungkook was thinking choosing out your outfit, but you absolutely loved it, but it was just so…sexy? The skirt was tight against your hips and the shirt he chose was a tight crop top with long sleeves that also hugged your arms. He even chose mesh stockings for you and that even made it more attractive and slick.

You stepped out of the dressing room and trying to cover your legs from the stray eyes that were also in the dressing room. You were surprised you finished before him since his pieces were easier to put together than yours, but you didn’t mind waiting for him since you knew he would look absolutely amazing when he walked out.

Jungkook tried his best to fix his clothes the best he could to make himself look better for you. His appearance itself was already perfect, but he wanted to make sure that he looked better than ever for you, and only you.

He finally decided that he was presentable and stepped out of his room. And when he did, he couldn’t hold back a gasp. There you were, standing against the wall with your arms hanging by your side patiently waiting for him. The outfit looked even better on you than he could ever imagine.

You were absolutely to die for, and you agreed when you saw Jungkook walk out of his fitting room.

“Baby girl,” Jungkook breathed out, and you walked over to him. He felt a sudden wave of dominance and possesiveness wash over him. The root of it all was because of the stares you were getting from the other men in the room.

Immediately, you were pushed against the wall, his lips latched onto your own. His leg pushed itself in between yours and you moaned at his defined thigh muscles pressed against the inside of your thighs.

“Hey! Could you please not make out in here? At least do it in a fitting room.” Jungkook ignored the employee’s warning and trailed down to your neck. He placed open mouth kisses against your neck, making you whimper quietly.

“Jungkook…” He nipped at your neck making you yelp, but you placed your hands against his broad chest, “we have to stop or else they won’t let us buy these clothes…and I’m sure you want to see me wearing this around you more often, right?” You whispered quietly and he reluctantly stopped. He pulled away from you and saw that he left soon to be blotches all over your neck, and he couldn’t help but smirk in confidence.

“You’re right about that baby girl, now take this off so I can buy it for you.” He commanded and you didn’t need to be told twice to step back into your fitting room, Jungkook following after you and his hands were on you once again.

They said in a fitting room at least, right?

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Jungkook and I walked out of the shop, you a blushing mess as Jungkook continued whispering sweet nothings into your ear. Those sweet nothings were a mix of sickly sweet compliments and teasing from what happened in the fitting room, mainly the latter.

“You really are loud aren’t you baby girl,” he said making you playfully shove him away. “I wonder what you really sound like though.” The wink at the end of his teasing still wasn’t much help to you. “Oh, wait nevermind I already know.”

His comment didn’t help the blush on your face as you try not to let your face become too similar to a ripe tomato. “Aish, Oppa stop teasing me like this, especially in public. That was so risky of you, too. We’re lucky they even let us buy clothes from them.”

Jungkook smirked and wrapped his arm around your waist. He didn’t want to admit it, but he felt satisfied knowing that at least some people knew that you were his. After all, you weren’t that quiet.

“You were the one that was loud,” he shot back, nuzzling his nose into your neck.

“You were the one that practically fingered me through my underwear,” you shot back and relished in the shy faced he was wearing, oh how the tables turned for once. “Why did I even tell you my birthday after that stunt you pulled?”

Jungkook chuckled and was going to bring up food for you two to eat, but was interrupted when a man called out to you.

“Hey! Y/n!!”

Your head whipped backward, and you saw a person running towards you. You didn’t have time to process it before they crashed into you, breaking Jungkook’s iron grip off of your waist. He growled at the newcomer who was hogging you in an embrace and stepped forward to break the person off out of your hold.

It was Taehyung and he was suffocating you in a hug. Jungkook rolled his eyes and tried not to throw his hands onto Taehyung to get him off of you.

“Taehyung-ie!” You yelped out and hugged him yourself, making Jungkook tilt his head, pushing his tongue against the sighed of his cheek in annoyance(YALL KNOW WTF IM TALKING ABOUT)

Why were displaying affection to him in public instead of him, your boyfriend?

“Y/n, I haven’t seen you in forever,” Taehyung whined, still keeping a hold on your arm which Jungkook so badly wanted to take in his own grasp.

“I’m missed you too Taehyung.” You said softly, but you caught notice of your boyfriend’s flared nose and clenched jaw. You knew he was mad and he could blow up at Taehyung anytime, so you slyly moved your arm from Taehyung’s to Jungkook’s.

That was when Taehyung greeted the man next to you.

“Oh! Jungkook, how have you been?” Taehyung casually said and Jungkook wanted to punch the smirk off of your close friend’s face. He still hasn’t gotten over the closeness you two shared, and you were still believing that Jungkook could accept the fact you did have friends.

“Fine.” Was all Jungkook said as he tugged on your pinky finger, trying to tell you he wanted to leave. You did get the message but chose to ignore and instead engaged in a conversation with Taehyung, which made Jungkook even more frustrated.

“Baby girl, there’s a bubble tea place somewhere here, wanna get some?” Jungkook offered by whispering into your ear, giving you an indecipherable look but you brushed it off.

“Great idea babe, Taehyung join us.” It wasn’t a question and more of a demand and the both of you didn’t notice how progressively angry your boyfriend was getting.

Jungkook was boiling over while he watched you chat and chat with Taehyung.

“Hey, baby girl,” He grunted taking your hand in his across the table making sure Taehyung saw. Once your head turned to him with a smile present on his face, he gritted his teeth. He should be the only one making you smile and laugh like that.

“Yes?”

Before you could stop him, Jungkook pushed his seat back and enveloped you in a kiss. His arms were wrapped around your waist, making your back arch. By reflex you kissed him back just as feverishly, your eyes shut closed.

Jungkook, however, kept his eyes open to stare down Taehyung. The two maintained eye contact and Taehyung couldn’t keep the shiver running down his spine hidden. His eyes were angry and Taehyung could tell by the look he was getting that if he didn’t leave it would only lead to trouble. So as quietly as possible, Taehyung left the scene, not looking back.

Jungkook smirked in victory, still, keeping his tight hold on you. His plan on getting your attention worked and now he didn’t have to worry about anything.

“Ah, Jungkook.” You moaned, finally peaking your eyes open. It suddenly dawned on you that you were still in public, not behind closed doors or even in a fitting room.

“Ah! Jungkook!” Your words were rephrased with a much different tone, as you pushed him back into his seat where he breathed heavily. “Why are you like this today? Is there something wrong?”

Slowly, he nodded and inched closer to you.

“People are staring at what’s fucking mine,” he whispered harshly, biting on your outer ear, “and I think daddy needs to teach his baby girl who she fucking belongs to.”

Needless to say, you spent a long night at Jungkook’s where he kept to his word and made you a moaning mess underneath him. The whole time he was thinking of how beautiful you were writhing underneath him. Which is why he had to preserve your beauty.

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You woke up completely naked in Jungkook’s bed, legs sore as Jungkook’s hand lazily ran up and down the curve of your back.

“Hey baby,” he started kissing the space in between your neck and shoulders, “are you feeling okay? I was rougher last night, sorry,”

You blushed at his kindness and just hugged him, massaging his back with your hand and staying silent through your grin.

“Y/n, I want you to know something,” He said breaking the comfortable silence between you two. You nodded against his chest, listening to his heartbeat and awaiting his seemingly serious words.

“I want you to rely on me, on everything. No matter what I’ll be by your side and I’ll always be there, for you and only you. I love you so much and I can’t let you stray too far from me because I think I might go crazy. That’s why I act the way I do, the way I treated you last night was because of how much I loved you.” He said slowly making sure you heard everything he said and every breath he let out, and he wished you knew that every breath he took was for you.

“I can’t bear being away from you for too long because I get worried. Did you eat? Did you get enough sleep? Are you okay? I worry about you so much and I hope you understand that it’s from my love for you.”

You didn’t realize, but Jungkook’s words really hit home for you. Tears cascaded down your cheeks as he wiped them away, some of his own dripping onto the sheets of his mattress. You both were emotional disasters, that bit was sure.

“Oh, I love you so much too. Jungkook, I really do.” Was all you could say, littering his torso with light and sweet kisses.

“As long as you keep telling me that, nothing can stop me from coming back to you.”

Jungkook kept his grip on you strong and of his hands continued to stroke your hair.

This was his idea of perfection, you and him. Together forever.

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