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JiminxJungKook Are You Sure?! Jeju Disney+ Season2 Episode 3

Inicio viaje el 26 Sept 2023

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Blame Morpheus for your sins - 01

𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽... you and jungkook had been attached by the hip since you were little toddlers learning how to live in your own bodies, which led you two to spend most (if not all) of your life together. one weird dream makes your whole view about your best friend change. how will you live with that?

𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈... [mini-series!] friends to lovers, college au, jungkook is whipped for reader but she's oblivious to it all, descriptions of wet dreams, second-hand embarrassment, learning how to deal with new found feelings, sex and all the good stuff, HEA.

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔... mentions of sex once but nothing graphic, mentions of alcohol and being drunk, reader is dumb, apparently, and jk is whipped.

▸ 𝓔𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓰𝓮

▸ 𝔀.𝓬. : 2𝓴

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Panta Rei.

The philosopher Heraclitus believed that you cannot step twice into the same river: the waters might look the same, but they are not.

Everything in life is constantly changing, nothing is constant, except for one thing: change itself.

Change is the perfect noun to describe you and Jungkook’s relationship: having known each other since you were toddlers - thanks to your mothers, who were long time friends - you saw each other through all life stages up to this moment. You stuck to each other’s hip through good and bad, ups and downs, never once thinking or trying to leave the other. 

You were there when your moms brought you to the park after kindergarten to let you have play dates, chatting happily while you and Jungkook tried to grab the little ants that climbed your shoes to shoo them away, and running after butterflies hoping to catch one, occasionally stumbling on your own feet and rolling to the ground. Somewhere, in the piles and piles of printed pictures that your mom - a photographer - stores with care, there’s a photograph of little you and Jungkook dressed in overalls and yellow rain boots in the park. In the picture you’re sitting on the soft, green grass while Junkook stands next to you, and your mom managed to capture the exact moment a sneeze almost took your best friend out, his four years-old body folded in half right before falling face-first on the grass while you laughed heartily. 

Obviously, you don’t have any memories of the toddler stage, and the stories you know were narrated either by your mom or his, accompanied by some pictures. However, you have a ton of memories of your childhood and teen years spent together. 

For example, you remember almost like it happened yesterday, the years when you two went to elementary school and you spent too many evenings to even recount at his place doing homework, sat at the table with him and his mom who tried to help you since you had problems understanding math and no one could assist you at home since everyone worked till late at night. His mom was not only a precious help to pass math, but also a second mom to you. She let you stay at hers when your mom had to leave early for work, tucking you in Jungkook’s bed even though you were already dressed for school and he was still snoozing comfortably in the comfort of his pajamas and warm sheets; she braided your hair whenever you asked, but in return you had to be Jungkook’s little mannequin, trying to stay as still as possible as his mom taught him how to braid your hair; she listened to your frustrated rambles about Jungkook’s childish teasing, always trying to act so tough but ending up crying each time cause his words hurt more than you cared to admit. He never apologised for it, but he would always show up at school the next day with your favorite snack, a silent plea of forgiveness for his behaviour. 

Then, the teen years came, and your relationship changed once again: your playful banter was still there, but it was more careful, each word almost tentative. You didn’t share a bed anymore, both of your minds already too corrupted by society and the implications it would take to sleep in your best friend’s bed at your “grown age”. Your careless glances turned into sneaky peeks, trying to understand how both of your appearances were changing, with you admiring how his little stubble adorned his pretty face whenever he let it grow out and him observing discreetly how your body was morphing into one of a woman. He started to hang out with boys of his age more, the same way you started to hang out with your girl friends, and soon it was clear to you both that, even if done in different ways, the topics of your chattings weren’t so different, with the main focus being the other sex and the many changes your bodies went through. 

Luckily, the awkward phase lasted until you were sixteen, then things went back to normal and you didn’t feel like you had to tiptoe around each other anymore. But sometimes, life gives you something and asks for a payment: so yes, you and Jungkook went back to the “regular you’s”, but you weren’t ten anymore and it showed. Particularly, your life changed according to your ages and not your wants, and soon you had to come to terms with newcome feelings you never felt before. 

For example, you had to learn how to deal with this weird, twisting sensation in your gut each time your best friend stopped at your place to talk about the new girl he was seeing, rambling on and on about how cool she was and how good he felt when he opened a can of pepsi for her, all while basking in the sun that seeped through your windows. You associated that weird feeling to your envy, wanting to feel desired like he felt, too, pushing further thoughts down. 

“Oh, and she stroked my beard. Do you think I should grow it out?” he asked one day, laying on the ground of your room with a dreamy look in his eyes. You huffed, slapping your laptop closed as your patience finally snapped: you had been sitting on your bed with a blank document in front of your eyes for the past two hours, your mood already cranky since you had spent the first half of the day folded in half because of your period, then he came, all jumpy and happy as if he could shit rainbows and life was worth living, slammed your door open without even knocking and started yapping his ass off about some random girl you couldn’t care about less. Oh, seventeen year old you was pissed, to say the least. 

And that’s why you let yourself fall to your knees, next to Jungkook. You grabbed his chin with a death grip, just to make a point clear, and acted like you were thoroughly inspecting his “beard”. In the end, you just shrugged. “Dude, if this is a beard for you then I’m so sorry for your little girlfriend once you’ll do more since, apparently, you over exaggerate things this much. This is barely a stubble, get a grip”. And with that you got up again, acting like you didn’t notice how embarrassed Jungkook got at the insinuation of him having sex, rubbing his jaw to feel his skin. 

Then, life changed again: contrary to what the both of you thought, he wasn’t the one to lose his virginity first. He wasn’t, because the same night he was breaking up with his girlfriend - and he insisted on never telling you the reason - approximately six months after getting together, you were busy spreading your legs for a cute boy you shared literature with, hidden in the parking lot of a desert supermarket. It wasn’t exactly a memorable experience,nor was it that comfortable, but you were so happy to take your well deserved revenge, finally flipping the tables. Jungkook didn’t speak to you for a week after that, disappearing from your radar completely, missing classes and ignoring your calls and messages. When he returned he acted like nothing had happened, blamed his absence on his “heartbreak”, and said that now he was feeling a lot better. He got way clingier to you after that, always on edge when a boy would get close to you, always so protective and jealous of you, acting both like your bodyguard and boyfriend. This time, it was you that blamed it on his heartbreak, assuming that he just needed someone to fill the empty slot left by his ex, looking for that connection in someone else just until he got back to normal. Except, he never went back “to normal” and his behaviour became the normality pretty soon. 

Then, adulthood came, and with it the new phase of your life: college. It was pretty clear to the both of you which major to choose: you went with Philosophy, he went for Classics. “You two are literally complimentary,” had commented your mom once, shrugging her shoulders once you glared at her. “What? It’s true, you can’t study philosophy without knowing anything from the Classic Age and you can’t study the Classics without knowing philosophy. What have I said wrong?”

You chose a college that had both so that you could attend it together, and it wasn’t too far from home so you didn’t need to move out. Jungkook also didn’t need to, but he felt like it would benefit him to move into the dorm, and so he did. Truth to be told, you would have also enjoyed it, but while your best friend had the economical means to pay for both tuition and rent, you could only afford one of the two. Either way, you spent most of the times in uni, whether it was to attend classes or to study at the library, and when you weren’t busy you hanged out in Jungkook’s dorm the same way he did in your room back in the days, so either way you were almost never at home. 

It got to a point where Jungkook’s dorm slowly turned into yours, too. It started small: forgetting your charger plugged in his room, leaving a mascara there “just in case”, dropping your gym bag since you didn’t want to walk around campus all day with another heavy thing on your shoulder. Then, it became sleeping there for the night when you had too much to drink to drive home safely. He would take care of you so lovingly, carefully taking your makeup off with the wipes he had bought - specifically for you -, handing you a spare change of his most comfortable clothes to sleep in - which soon became your designed set of clothes for when you spent the nights - hoping you didn’t trip while changing, locked in the bathroom half naked; braiding your hair out of your face just like his mama had taught him years prior. Then, and he never told you this, he would tuck you in his bed, getting up to go sleep on the couch just to be stopped by you who, half-drunk half-asleep, whined until he finally gave in, scooting in beside you.

“Why do you never hold me?” you had asked that time, your words undefined and messy. Your hands grabbed fistfuls of the soft fabric of his hoodie, dipping your nose into it to inhale his scent. Jungkook’s heart had skipped a beat at your question, not expecting for you to become this affectionate and clingy all of a sudden. “Do you want me to hold you?” he had whispered, almost too scared to push you into sudden soberness with his question. You had hummed, nodding your head while mumbling something before sleep took the better of you. Nonetheless, he spent the night hugging you close to his body, his eyes tearing up as overwhelming feelings clouded his mind. He never told you this story, though, treasuring it jealously in his mind. 

In a way or another, Jungkook fit perfectly in your life. And he wasn’t a filler piece, no, he had his own space perfectly cut out for him in your everyday life. You truly couldn’t imagine your life without him, the mere thought of spending time away from him immediately put you in a mood. Someway, somehow along the road, Jungkook became part of your own soul, a vital piece for your own existence. If it wasn’t for Jungkook, you would have never become who you are today. And as for Jungkook… he physically ached when he wasn’t close to you, but he would never admit it. It wasn’t needed, though. You felt it, felt how you moods changed when you were with each other, felt how your chest tightened in pain when you weren’t close, almost as if your souls longed for each other. 

And that’s why you love him. He’s your best friend and you love each other exactly how best friends should, nothing more, nothing less.

Right?

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travel

pairing; idol!jk x reader

summary; reader has wanted to go to japan since she started watching anime when she was a child… good thing her boyfriend wants to make her happy whatever it takes.

warnings; nothing!!! pure fluff, jk loves so so so so much reader he would d!e for her and k!ll for her, and reader also loves jk so much she would kll for him.

a/n; i have started one piece and my anime root has started again (it never disappeared) i dont know why i didn’t started it earlier, such a good masterpiece!!! 

laying on the couch of the living room with the chill air of the air-conditioning wrapping around her like a second skin, the 5 episode of the second season of jujutsu kaisen was playing on the tv, a tray of food next to her. she knew she told jungkook she would wait for him to come back from the agency, but the need to continue the shibuya arc was stronger than any feeling. 

the front door opened and jungkook came in, leaving behind his shoes and jacket in the wardrobe. he heard the voice of gojo coming from the tv and froze. she stopped the episode and slowly turned towards him. 

“i can explain it” her hands up, trying to protect herself. against what? she didn’t know.

“yah, we were supposed to watch it together” he said while walking to the couch and sat beside her, arms crossed and a pout on his face, clearly annoyed and a little sad. she looked at him and grabbed his arm, shaking it a bit. “jungkook-ah, look at me, please, im sorry” still shaking his arm, jungkook let escape a hmm. “pleaseeeeeee…”

he wasn't going to give in. 

 sitting on his lap, she took his face in her hands so he was looking at her. they looked into each other's eyes, her doe eyes and pout melted something in him. damn, he couldn't stay mad at her. with a sigh, he hugged her and placed his face on her chest. laughing a bit, she hugged him back. “missed you kook” “missed you too sweetheart”

“would you mind if we start it again? i really want to watch it from the start” he said, excitement filled in his voice. she nodded and was about to sit beside him but jungkook’s arm tightened around her waist, not letting her go, and she was more than happy about it. 

jungkook took the control remote and played the first episode. she snuggled into him a little more and he placed a kiss on her cheek. 

time passed, night came, they finished the entire second season and then decided to continue with one piece. 

“do you know there’s a one piece theme park in japan? i really want to go, and also the jujutsu kaizen theme park and the nintendo one too, and then visit tokyo and buy things there” sighed “maybe one day i'll go.”

he listened to her rambling and noticed the sadness in her voice. he knew her financial situation wasn’t good, sometimes she would cancel their plans not wanting him to pay for everything, but he didn’t mind that a bit. he payed for her things because he wanted to, not because he was bound to it, he really loved to pamper her with love and things he knew would make her happy. 

“oh, we have runned out of food, im going to the kitchen to take more snacks”

jungkook stopped the episode and took his phone while she was in the kitchen. her head peeked out from the kitchen door. “we have runned out of snacks, do you want to order food?”

“ok!”

half hour passed and they were both eating and watching the series, enjoying a peaceful summer night with each other. 

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the sun was peeking through the curtains as if wanting to catch the lovers in their sleep. jungkook was the first one to wake up, admiring his lover by his side, the curve of her lip, the softness of her cheek, everything that made her being herself was something to admire. slowly, he got up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. he was making the toasts and the coffee when he felt her arms around his waist. 

“good morning, gorgeous”

“good morning, gguk”

she sat at the kitchen island looking at her boyfriend moving around the kitchen. “anyway, why are you up this early? its barely 8 in the morning”

“we are going to travel”

“oh, travel? where?”

he placed the breakfast on the island “its a surprise”

“yah! it's this about yesterday? are you mad?”

“of course not! why would i be mad with you about that?” he placed a kiss to her forehead. “eat, we have to prepare luggage”

“okay” she said with a singsong voice

they finished their breakfast and went to prepare the luggage. 

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the clock hit 11 in the morning, everything was ready, the tickets hid from her, everything was a surprise until they reached the airport. all the suitcases were at the front door, all the lights were off, the only thing left was a quick check of the things they needed for the journey.

“sneakers?”

“yes”

“coat?”

“yes”

“jungkook, we have everything, this isn’t necessary.”

“i know, but i don't want you to complain later about not having something”

she rolled her eyes but smiled anyway, even though she didn’t know where they were going to travel, she felt excited and happy about it.  

“okay! let's gooo!”

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the airport was buzzing with people going and coming, airplanes landing and flying. they entered the airport when a call was made through the speakers.

“dear passengers of the airplane 06132013, with destination tokyo, japan, its going to take flight in 10 minutes”

“oh thats our flight lets go, come on”

“wait- what? jungkook wait!” she yelled at him while running behind him, trying to catch him.

“come on!”

“you're too fast! slow down!”

people looked at them while they ran to the door. they arrived sweating and panting, but they were living their best moment right now, but it wasn't until then that it hit her, they were flying to japan, they were going to tokyo, her dream since she was a child was going to come true in that moment, when their feet where on the plain and all because she had by her side the most wonderful person someone could ever met. 

“hey, dont cry bae”

she didn't even knew she was crying “its just that” a sob stopped her from talking “i really love you jungkook, im so glad to have you with me”

he took her by the waist and pressed her to his side, leaving soft and loving kisses to her face, head and neck. 

“lets go sweetheart, japan is waiting for us!”

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A Night with Jungkook | JJK FF.

☆ summary: Jungkook comes home to his girlfriend (x reader) from a stressful day of practices and ready to relax for the evening with her. But what he wasn't prepared for, was what his girlfriend had planned for them in the bedroom...

☆ pairing(s): jungkook x reader.

☆ ratings: (18+) for extremely detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: HEAVY smut, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex — remember to always be safe and practice protected sex, full sleeve tattooed jk, lip piercings, big dick, aftercare, fluff.

☆ word count: 1.64k.

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Jungkook walked through the front door sighing deeply.

He was carrying his bag in one hand as well as your favorite flowers in the other. Anyone could see by the expression on his face, that he was absolutely exhausted after the day of practices he had just endured. The only thing on his mind other than crawling into bed, was that he couldn't wait to finally hold you after a long day.

He kicked off his shoes, put down his bag and the flowers, then rolled up his sleeves as he started looking for you. "Y/n?" he called out. "I'm home baby and have something for you."

He looked all around the living room, but after seeing you obviously weren't there, he went to the bedroom. As he pushed the door open, he was shocked to find you sitting on the bed in a sexy red lingerie, your back facing him.

"You're up." He stated with a smile as he walked behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his face into your neck. "Hi there beautiful." He mumbled softly, leaving soft kisses. "You look absolutely stunning. Why have I never seen this sexy outfit before?"

You chuckled, knowing full well the effect you have on him. "Oh this old thing? I just found it lying around and figured I would surprise you."

He smirked as he spun you around so you were now straddling him. His hands gripped your thighs as he looked you up and down, taking it all in. "Someone is feeling a bit naughty this evening aren't they?"

You smirked, looking him in the eyes. "Maybe I am. What are you going to do about it, Kookie?"

His expression changed as he picked you up, sat you down on the edge of the bed, and towered over you. He then grabbed your chin softly before speaking in a deeper tone, "First, I think I'll punish you for being such a tease... unless you want to try and persuade me otherwise."

You bit your lip, knowing exactly what he is wanting and play along. "Please baby."

He smirked menacingly, "Please what, beautiful. Use your words."

"Please touch me, I have been without you all day and I am craving your touch now more than ever."

He suddenly pinned you against the bed, his gaze darkening as he leaned down and passionately kissed your lips. After a few seconds, he pulled back and rubbed your cheek with his thumb, "You know I can't resist you, you're such a good girl for me but for being naughty, I am going to make tonight much more interesting, though I promise it will be nothing you can't handle."

He kissed you again, eventually allowing the kisses to linger to your jaw and down your neck. Once there, he sucked and licked on your most sensitive spot and started to touch you. He ran his hands down your body, slipping them under the hem of your lingerie and began to lift it, slowly exposing your skin inch by inch.

"Oh fuck." You moaned out as he sucked on your collarbone. He groans and sucks harder, "You smell so fucking delicious baby, I can't wait to taste you."

Not being able to wait any longer, he pushes the lingerie over your head and throws it somewhere in the room. He then undoes his own shirt and starts to remove his pants as you watch him intensely. He hovers over you and his tattooed hand grabs your wrists, holding them above your head. "I think I'll start with edging you as punishment. No touching me and no touching yourself until I say so, got it baby?"

You nod in agreement, waiting on him to finally touch where your wetness is pooling between your legs. "That's my good fucking girl." He whispers before straddling your hips.

He kept his belt handy, using it to tie your hands together. After he looks at his work in satisfaction, he begins trailing kissing down to your nipples. He sucks them gently as he plays with your underwear, rubbing your clit through the fabric and driving you crazy.

You moan out loud as he smirks, "Shh baby, it's after midnight and we don't want to wake the neighbors." He continues to rub as you bite your lip, trying to keep quiet. As you neared your high though, you moaned out once again, "Mmm please baby."

"Please what princess, you want to cum?" He asked as he slips your underwear off and begins to rub your inner thighs. "Yes, I want your mouth on me."

He was shocked but loved your boldness. "Oh I'll give you my mouth baby, but you're not allowed to cum until I say... okay?"

You nodded your head in agreement as he smiled and laid between your legs, "Good girl."

He blows cool air on your pussy, causing you to attempt to close your legs. "Ah ah baby, keep them spread open for me, you're fucking perfect." He gets comfortable and without warning, buries his face in your core, eating you out but not letting you buck your hips up. You continue to try and be quiet, but you find it more and more difficult especially after he hums against you. "God you taste so fucking good."

This sends you into a frenzy and you moan out loud, wrapping your fingers up in his silky black hair. "Fucking shit, I'm-I'm so close."

He stops instantly and looks at you, your juices shining on his perfect face. "You can't cum until I say baby, remember?" You nod in frustration but he loves every second of it as he dives back in.

He speeds up, devouring you completely because he wants to make you break the rule and cum. He licks and sucks you so good that the feeling of a knot in your stomach begins to form. You moan out his name, but before you can say anymore he interrupts, "Fuck it baby, I want to hear you... cum in my mouth and let me hear how good I make you feel."

With that, the knot snaps and you are doing exactly what he wanted. After you come down from the most mind blowing orgasm you've ever had, he's already lifting your hips and throwing your legs over his shoulders. Your breath quickens as he teases his cock at your entrance, rubbing it up and down just to see your reaction. He watches your face intensely, waiting for you to moan out again, but when you don't and simply bite your lip... he becomes impatient and slides just the tip in slightly. 

A soft moan leaves your lips and he smirks at his accomplishment, "Now that's what I'm wanting baby." He says and wastes no time as he pushes the rest of the way in, completely bottoming out. He groans loudly this time and grabs the headboard, holding it for leverage as he starts a fast and steady pace.

He rams into you not showing any mercy. His eyes roll back as he watches your face contort with immense pleasure. "Harder baby, I need to cum." 

Your words fuel him as he starts to hit your g-spot repeatedly eventually wrapping his hand around your throat. You are getting pushed further and further to the edge and he realizes this too as you clench tightly around him, grabbing his wrist with your hand. You have your second orgasm of the night and notice that he isn't far behind. "I'm getting so close baby." He says deeply, his thrusts getting more sloppy as he chases his high. 

His hair is falling into his face, sticking to his sweaty forehead. He is definitely a sight to be seen and knowing that he's all yours, makes it that much hotter. He notices you looking at him and leans down to capture your lips, quickly pulling away as your name mixed with his own curses and heavy breaths fall from his beautiful mouth. 

"God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard." he mumbles as his dick starts twitching and his abs tense up. He grabs your chin, looking you straight in the eyes and with one final thrust, fills you up with his warm release. He buries his face in your neck as he rides out his high, staying deep inside you afterward to catch his breath. 

He soon looks back at you with a soft smile as you run your hand through his hair. "Come on baby, let's go take a shower and go to bed." He nods in agreement and gets off the bed picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom. He sits you down on the counter as he turns on the water, climbing in and gesturing for you to follow. You get in and he immediately starts to clean you both up, making sure to tenderly massage your sore body in the process.

After the shower, he wraps you in a white fluffy towel then wraps another around his waist. He takes you to bed and lays you down gently before spooning you from behind. He holds you tightly, peppering your shoulder and neck with tiny kisses as he praises you and tells you how much he loves you. You can tell that he's feeling more affectionate than usual as he strokes your hair and intertwining his legs with yours. He begins to hum a tune softly in your ear but before you both fall asleep he whispers, "I love you more than anything in this world. Sleep tight baby" his voice laced with love as he plays with your fingers and closes his own eyes, both of you drifting to sleep.

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𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽... your angel of a boyfriend always respected your wishes and boundaries. but what happens when you feel your resolutions slowly crumble to the ground?

𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈... [smut!] teasing, making out, mentions of dry humping, fingering, reader's first time, softdom!gguk × inexperienced!reader, gentle sex, mentions of discomfort during penetration.

▸ 𝓔𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓰𝓮

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There were certain things you absolutely loved about your boyfriend, like the way his eyes lit up in excitement when you cooked him his favourite meal, or the way his natural non-toxic masculine energy immediately put you at ease, making you slide into your soft feminine energy naturally. This was probably one of the first things you noticed even before you got together, slowly becoming aware of how well you fit into a balanced dynamic that you both felt comfortable in.

But, most of all, you loved the way he never pushed you to do things you weren't keen on doing, never made you feel like you had to something for him "because he said so", never forced anything. Always treated you so well, so gently, so lovingly. He held you at night tight enough like he was afraid you would slip from his arms, but also so delicately like he was scared he could break you if he made a tiny mistake, the same way glass shatters to the ground if you're not careful enough.

So it shouldn't have been a surprise when you told him you weren't ready to have sex just yet, tears striking down your face in fear he would leave you right then and there, and he didn't even appear to be annoyed by that. If anything, he ran you a warm bubble bath, hugging you from behind while cuddling you and whispering sweet nothings to reassure you that no, he wouldn't leave you for that and yes, he would wait as long as you needed. 

"Thank you," you had whispered, sniffling softly as the sobs finally subdued. Jungkook gathered the bubbles in the palm of his hand, blowing them in your face. His expression visibly relaxed as you giggled, wiping the scented bubbles that landed on the tip of your nose. 

"Princess, I don't want you to feel pressured about doing anything with me, got that? I could never leave you, I love you too much. Also, your cute little face got me wrapped around your pinky."

A few months had passed from that moment, and he had kept his promise. This doesn’t mean that you never shared moments of intimacy, but rather that you both opted for things that you liked and were comfortable in, like grinding while making out, or giving and receiving oral. And you always felt so at ease, so sure that he would never take advantage of you in any way or form.

But as time went on, you felt your resolutions slowly crumble to the ground: it all started with following him on set, watching mesmerized as he posed for the camera. He was magnificent in his expressions, in his demeanor, in the way he rocked the outfits given by the CK company. He was confident, alluring, his muscles moving in a way that made you feel tingly all over. His eyes caught yours, crouched on the chair behind the camera, trying to be invisible to the eyes of all the professionals that hurriedly walked around you. You watched as a weird glint sparkled in his eyes, his lips curling in a knowing smirk briefly before he snapped back into character, leaving you a flustered, breathless mess. You weren’t entirely sure, but after that it looked like he posed even sexier for the camera, manipulating his body so that it could allure you in the same way a siren’s song allures pirates before devouring them. and god, did it work…

You shifted around uncomfortably, fiddling with your phone, looking around at anything to tear your eyes from your boyfriend, trying to ignore the wetness pooling between your legs. and Jungkook took notice of every effort you made to hide your need, quite amused by it all. Soon after, the director called for the end of the day, screaming loud enough for everyone to hear “good job, guys, see you tomorrow!”, clapping his hands and stopping by the photographer to discuss something about the lightning of some photos. 

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders, stretching his body to relax his tensed limbs before making his way to you, chuckling darkly when he noticed you acting like you weren’t paying any attention to him. he leaned over you, trapping you between his arms as his lips hovered your ear. “What's wrong, princess?” he purred, nibbling softly your earlobe. Your breath struck in your throat at his sultry tone, and you prayed he couldn’t hear your heart thrumming in your chest, or your hands shaking by your side. You felt like you were floating in a bubble where nothing mattered aside from his presence, and his musky cologne that clouded your senses and made your head dizzy. You closed your eyes breathing it in, parting your lips slightly to let out a soft breath.

Jungkook hummed pleased at your responsiveness, cupping your jaw with his warm hand. He traced your bottom lip with his thumb, staring at it almost as if hypnotised by his own action, pulling it down softly before murmuring “let’s go home, princess”, a tinge of urgency lacing his words. 

The drive home was probably the quickest you’ve ever been in, with Jungkook’s foot slamming the pedal to the ground, one hand grabbing possessively your thigh and fingers touching where you most need him with featherlight pressure. As soon as the car pulled into the driveway Jungkook was quick to pick you up and bring you inside, pushing your back against the door as soon as it closed behind you. 

His lips immediately found yours, pulling you into a desperate kiss. He gently pulled your hair at the back of your neck, angling your face better in order to deepen the kiss. You moaned, the sound swallowed by your boyfriend’s lips, hands tugging at his shirt to take it off. Jungkook pulled back slightly, groaning at the sight of your swollen red lips and hooded eyes. “Bedroom?” he asked, throwing his shirt on the ground.

“Yes, please” you whispered, following him around the house as more kissing and more stripping occurred, ending up in the bedroom already half naked and even more worked up than before. You wiggled out of the shirt that covered your chest and your panties-clad bottom, straddling your boyfriend’s lap as he sat against the headboard.

“C’mon, princess, you know what to do” he said, hands holding your thighs firmly while you rocked back and forth, whimpering as his still clothed boner provided the perfect friction against your aching clit. “Want… more,” you cried out, hips rutting desperately. Jungkook’s lips latched on your skin, sucking deep purple spots all over your neck and collarbones. “Yeah?” he asked against your flesh, “what is it that you want, princess?”

Your cheeks burned at the embarrassment, yet it didn’t stop you from whimpering “want you inside me”. You felt your boyfriend’s body tense beneath you, his kissing stopping on the spot. His hand cupped your jaw, keeping you in place as his eyes locked with yours. “What did you say, princess?”

If possible, you felt your whole body catch on fire just from his tone alone, trying to divert your gaze as you repeated shyly “want… want you inside me. Please”. You swore you felt his cock throbbing at your words, his pupils completely blown out in lust. The fingers that held your jaw twitched briefly before he asked “you’re sure, princess?”, struggling to hide the restraint in his voice. You nodded, rocking your hips tentatively to spur him on.  

He bit his lip, trying to hold back the smile that threatened to break over his face. He failed at that, though, and a happy giggle escaped his lips as he switched your position, letting you fall on the soft pillows, your back landing on the mattress. He showered your face in excited kisses before he finally calmed down, a serious expression on his face. “Promise you’ll tell me if I'm hurting you or if you want to stop”. You smiled, nodding your head. “Pinky promise”. And just like that he was on you again, reaching a hand behind your back to flick your bra off your chest, sighing in pleasure once he cupped your breast in his hand, gently rolling your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. 

“Always looking so pretty,” he purred, reaching a hand down to unzip his pants, trying to take some pressure off his painfully hard member. He groaned, muttering a small “fuck,” before lowering his head on your torso, kissing his way down all the way to your panties. He pressed a hand on your thigh, keeping you spread over in front of his eyes. He smirked pleased at the wet patch on the baby blue fabric of your thong, rubbing his thumb up and down your clothed slit, then pressing his finger on your clit. “Oh fuck- please, Kook,” you moaned, bucking your hips up to gain some more friction. 

“Patience, princess,” he whispered, blowing softly on your clothed sex. You gasped at the feeling, trying to press your thighs back together, but you were stopped by Jungkook’s firm grasp that pinned you to the bed. “How sensitive,” he chuckled, teasingly licking a stripe up the drenched fabric. You whimpered, a string of pleas falling repeatedly from your plush lips as you grew progressively more desperate for more.

“Oh I know, I know, princess,” he cooed, hooking his fingers under the waistband of your panties and pulling them down, throwing them somewhere on the floor. “Gonna make you feel so nice,” he continued, stopping to admire your glistening folds, all wet and leaking just for him. He ran his pointer finger between your folds, gathering your moisture before slowly slipping the finger in. 

“Oh-” you gasped, closing your eyes as Jungkook’s finger stroked your walls, curling it just right. “Gonna put another one in,” he murmured, slipping another finger in. A loud moan escaped your lips, spurring your boyfriend to move in quicker and deeper movements, his fingers hitting repeatedly your g-spot almost as if in a quest to let you release as many sounds as possible. Slick sounds and ragged breaths filled the room, your mind clouding into a hazy state. The bands in your stomach threatened to snap at any moment now, your walls fluttering around Jungkook’s fingers.

Said man, of course, wanted to toy with you a little longer before giving you the relief you needed, and that’s why he immediately pulled his fingers out, chucking darkly at your disappointed whines. He slipped the same two fingers in his mouth, moaning around them as your juices dripped on his tongue. “Always taste so good,” he groaned, leaning down to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. “Think you’re ready for me, princess?”

You nodded eagerly, though you couldn’t hide the nervousness pricking at the back of your neck. “Can you just… be gentle? Like, a lot? Pretty please”.

“Of course, princess, you don’t even have to ask. We’re gonna take it nice and slow, yeah?” of course there was no doubt that Jungkook already planned on taking it easy with you, nevertheless the confirmation was much needed for you, helping your nerves ease even a tiny bit. 

The man sat back on his knees, taking off his pants and briefs in one go. Even though it wasn’t the first time you had seen him completely naked, you couldn’t help but stare at him mesmerised. He was just that good looking, his body built the same way the greeks carved their most beloved statues. Your mouth ran dry at the sight, and your hands itched to explore every inch of flesh. 

Jungkook leaned back down, caging your head between his arms. He stroked your cheek lovingly, kissing you softly before asking “Do you want me to put a condom on?”

You shook your head, whispering “I’m still on the pill, it’s fine. Wanna feel you raw”. Your boyfriend closed his eyes at the confession, your desire of feeling him bare both arousing and touching. “Okay,” his hand reached between your bodies, holding his member in a firm grasp as he ran his almost purplish tip over your folds, gathering your wetness. 

“Oh god,” you choked out, your walls clenching around nothing. Finally, Jungkook aligned his cock with your entrance, looking at your face one last time before slowly pushing it in, holding you closer to his chest as you gasped in discomfort. “Kook…ngh, wait…”

“I got you, princess,” he cooed, stopping his motion immediately. He stroked your hair, and he didn’t even wince when you bit his bicep to ignore the discomfort between your hips. “‘s alright, love. I promise it’s gonna feel nice really soon, hold tight for me”.

You nodded, taking a shaky breath in before your boyfriend pushed a couple more inches or so inside you, settling deep before he stilled his movements, waiting for you to give him permission to do anything. Despite the uncomfortable sensation, you couldn’t ignore how full you felt and how good it felt to have him nestled inside your walls completely bare, allowing you to feel even the littlest throb. Meanwhile, your angel of a boyfriend did everything in his hold to distract you, from kissing your lips to nibbling your earlobe, wanting you to feel good yet feeling guilty because he couldn’t do anything to let the pain subside faster.

“Mmh- Kook… I think you can move now,” you croaked out, catching Jungkook’s attention. The man whispered a soft “okay,” then locked your lips in a slow and passionate kiss as he began moving, pulling out almost entirely before pushing back in, over and over again. Soon, you whimpers of discomfort turned into moans of pleasure, and Jungkook followed you by example. Noises of skin slapping skin echoed in the bedroom, almost harmonising with your moans and grunts. 

“Princess… can I- fuck, can I go faster?” you nodded again, throwing your head against the pillows as Jungkook’s hips picked up their pace, almost snapping against your body. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, jaw hanging low while your boyfriend got drunk on the sight, hissing as he felt himself approaching his orgasm at light’s speed. His hand reached down, toying with your clit to bring you closer to your finish line. However, he almost lost it all when you let out a loud, almost pornographic, moan, your walls sucking him in greedily. 

His brows furrowed in concentration, determined to make you cum before he did. “C’mon, princess, give it to me,” he grunted, applying the right pressure to your clit to make you completely unravel under him, whimpering and shaking as your walls fluttered around his dick. “Fuck!” he exclaimed, pulling out just in time to spill his warm milky white cum on your tummy, decorating your skin in ropes of white. 

He laid beside you with a huff, scanning your body with his eyes to check that everything was alright. He took a strand of hair falling onto your eyes and lovingly pushed it behind your ear, smiling at you softly as you opened your eyes back. “Doing alright, love?”

You hummed, feeling too weak to mutter out anything. Your body still shook with the aftershocks of your orgasm, and you felt your sensitive sex still pulsing uncomfortably, but overall you felt great, and your mind wasn’t running miles per hour for once. 

Jungkook pulled you in closer, wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight. “C’mon, I’ll run us a bath. You’ve been so good, I love you so much, princess.”

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⭒ a.n: first fic on here! let me know what you guys think, I'm so excited!

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(fluff)

Vessel of love

Munch

Heartbreak veterans

(angst)

Pulling at your heartstrings

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Foursome

Come here I´m your paradise

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Center of attention

White

Magic stick

NSFW alphabet

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The ghost of us p.1 p.2

BunBun

Our Time

Rough Edges

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are you sure?

pairing; idol!jk x reader

timeline; that ep where jm, jk and v are in jeju island in are you sure.

summary; taking advantage that jk is downstairs, she decides to test something.

a/n; hi hi hiiiiiiii, this is my first time writing jk fics, im super excited about this, bts means a lot to me and for me, writing is a form of escapism and mixing both means everything to me. i dont remember clearly what happens in this ep, so im going to write whatever i want xd, love u all tons!!!!!

warnings; pregnancy, insecurity, a little bit of angst, happy ending because i love happy endings, fluff, tae being the good friend he is, jk dilf era begins xd, dunno more.

word count; 1150

the sun rays were making their way through the curtains when jimin decided to wake jungkook from his sleep, behind her, her boyfriend groaned when jimin played a video to wake him.  

“yah! jungkook, wake up you silly bastard” but jungkook hid in her neck trying to forget that jimin was there and that he was trying to move him away from his girl. her eyes flickered but she kept still until she noticed jungkook placed a kiss in her hair, whispering a little i love you. once she heard them go down to the kitchen, she sat up on the bed, her mind going round and round in circles about something she knew she needed to tell jungkook but couldn't bring herself to. not until she knew for certain it was real.

rummaging in the baggage, she took the little box that could change their future forever. not that they hadn't talked about it, but the sting of the doubt and fear was still there and it hurt to think about it. the bathroom door clicked behind her and closed the latch, her hands were trembling but she managed to take the stick, and now she needed to wait.

10 minutes later, with trembling hands, she turned around the stick… two lines… two.lines. she was pregnant. she was going to have a child. she didn't know she was crying until she felt them run down to the t shirt she was wearing. still in a trance, she unlocked the door to the bedroom… and ran into tae. both of them went still, and she wasn't fast enough to hide the pregnancy test, he had already seen it. tae opened his mouth but she took him by the arm and dragged him into the bathroom and locked it.

she would have laughed at his face if she wasn’t so damn nervous with all the situation. tae looked between her and the stick.

“are you going to say something about it?” her voice shivered, she was so nervous, she needed to go out, breath some air and face the consequences. she yelped when tae crushed her into a hug. 

“omg, you are pregnant. you. are. pregnant.” she let out a small laugh and felt like crying again, but happy tears. “yeah, it seems so”

tae broke the hug but his hands were on her shoulders to comfort her. “have you told him?” she shook her head. “why not?”

“because…” she swallowed the lump that had formed on her throat. “im scared, im super scared, what if this ruins everything? what if he doesn’t want this? what if he leaves me all alone with this child? what-”

“hey, hey, hey, stop, stop right there” tae hugged her tightly again “believe me when i tell you that nothing of what you are thinking is going to happen. you know? i’ve never seen anybody love someone the way jungkook loves you, he adores you, if he could he would bring you down the moon, the stars and the galaxy just to see you smile and the fact that you are going to have his child… he is going to love you more if that is possible.” they laughed at that and she cleaned her tears.

“thank you so much taetae”

“no need to thank me” he sighed “omg we need to tell the boys, and expect a phone call of jin screaming and telling you he is going to buy everything in pink”

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nightfall came and she hadn’t told jungkook yet. 

she wanted to, she really wanted to tell him but it seemed that the universe had other plans. 

she watched them play in the pool and smiled at the thought of a little jungkook playing with them. he or she was going to be the happiest and most loved child in the world. 

a moment later, she decided to go upstairs and watch some tv, replaying some scenarios of what could happen when she told him that they were going to have a child. 

“baabee” jungkook said with a singsong voice. “baabee” she replayed with the same voice and heard him laugh. his laugh was the most beautiful sound in the world. she watched him run up the stairs and throw himself onto the bed. “jungkook! you could have crashed me!”

he laid down on top of her, his head in her stomach. “but i didn’t”

“you could have”

he bit down her skin softly and jungkook heard her laugh and melted at the sound. they stayed like that for a moment, the tv casting a soft glow in the room, her hand traced patterns in his back.

“jungkook-ah”

he hummed.

“i need to tell you something”

he sighed softly. “go on sweetheart”

 she closed her eyes, and took a breath, two, three…

“im pregnant”

jungkook went still.

slowly he lifted his head, his eyes round like balls and his mouth a perfect “o”. her eyes were closed and she was holding her breath, waiting for him to explode, to yell at her, to break up with her, to tell her that he wasn’t going to take care of it…

“are you sure? omg, are you sure? im going to be a dad?”

she opened her eyes to a tearful jungkook. 

she nodded, that was the only thing she could do right now, she couldn’t talk. jungkook laughed and kissed her belly. “hello there, its me, your dad.”

“jungkook, they can't hear you” she said through tears.

“don't listen to your mama. i want you to know that i'm going to take care of you, that i'm going to love you till my last day here.” jungkook looked up and together they laughed and cried. he went up and started to kiss her face, making her giggle. 

“we need to tell the boys, and we need to call our family too, wait here.”

jungkook stood up and ran down shouting.

“hyung! hyung! im going to be a dad!”

and while the three of them laughed and screamed, she laid there, thinking of how grateful she was to have him and the guys by her side.

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