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pantherxrogers · 3 months

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fantasy - kim taehyung x fem!reader

🖤 pairing: taehyung x fem!reader, established relationship, married

🖤 warnings: pure smut (18+ only), no plot, degradation (tae calls reader a slut *affectionately*), dom/sub dynamics, masturbation, explicit language, fingering, use of vibrator

🖤 summary: you love a man in uniform. more specifically, you love the way your husband looks in a uniform. he attempts to come home and surprise you, but he's the one left in shock.

🖤 a/n: this is 100% based on that video of v on patrol. he is too sexy. 😮‍💨 thus, this was born. hope you enjoy! ☺️

disclaimer: i am in no way affiliated with taehyung aka "v of bts". this is purely a work of fiction.

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This is a work of fiction and is not meant to represent real events or the actual personalities of any K-pop idols mentioned. All characters and situations are purely imaginary. This story is created for entertainment purposes only, and no harm or disrespect is intended toward the idols or their fans. Enjoy!

your thighs tremble, locking around the vibrator pressed to your center.

you're fighting your orgasm, not ready for the pleasure to end. if you had an ounce of shame, you'd be embarrassed by how quickly a few photos of your husband can make you cum. but, alas, you have none.

shutting your eyes in ecstasy, it's hard to focus when the vibrator is so steady against your clit, massaging the sensitive nub. still, your mind drifts to him. he looked even bigger than the last time you saw him. firm muscles filling out the black uniform, a timid smile on his perfect face.

and ugh, did he have to be so polite? you're caught between cuteness aggression and the need to jump his bones. the latter wins.

he quite literally looked like your ultimate fantasy. it flashes through your mind. taehyung hovering over you, still dressed in that black uniform. you can almost hear his deep voice, whispering pure filth into your ear.

goosebumps break out over your body. the vibrator feels amazing, your vagina clenching around nothing. you feel hot all over and unable to keep teasing yourself. if your husband were here, he'd be able to give you exactly what you want. the thought makes you press harder, wetness coating the silicone toy.

"fuck, tae," you whine out, still imagining his thick cock inside of you.

"i guess we're both suprising each other today." his low timbre makes you scream, heart beating out of your chest.

"ohmygoshwhatthefuck!" you're trembling, yanking the vibrator away to regain your bearings. your husband only lets out a chuckle, making his way over to the bed. and that's when you notice.

that fucking uniform.

he's still fully dressed. the black fabric pulled tight over his newly acquired muscle. you saw him just a few weeks ago on his break, yet he's somehow gotten even bigger. his hair has grown out a little more, too. you're appreciating his tanned skin, loving the way it contrasts the dark uniform.

"tae, what are you doing here?" you breathe out, rising up to meet his lips. the kiss accelerates your heartbeat, arousal stirring deep in your stomach. he brings an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his warm body. he's a little rough nowadays, a desperation he's picked up since being in the military. you feel that way, too, hands roaming all over him.

"i requested more time off," he breathes in between kisses, "needed to see you again." his admission turns you on even further, in love with the way he loves you. his hands are greedy, slipping from your waist to grab handfuls of your ass. you made it easy for him. one of his loose t shirts paired with your thong does little to cover you.

"missed you so much," you whine out, head lulling back, lost in the way he kisses down your neck.

"i can tell." you hear the smirk in his voice, suddenly remembering the predicament he caught you in just a few moments prior.

"about that..." you mutter, suddenly feeling shy again. you're quiet for a few moments, finding it hard to focus on anything aside from the way his hands feel against your skin. they're rough, obviously a side effect of his active duty. the cool metal of his wedding ring sears into your heated skin, the sensation driving you wild.

"i do the same thing, baby. almost every night," he huffs, tucking an arm under under your ass to wrap your legs around his waist. he lowers you onto the mattress, strong frame hovering over you. a moan slips out of you, the sight of your fantasy playing out in front of you is almost too much to bear.

"i get in the shower and imagine you're there with me," he speaks against your skin, starting from the valley of your breasts. "i get so fuckin' hard, and all i have is my hand," he confesses, closing his lips around your hard nipple.

"s-shit baby," you moan, running your fingers through his short hair. he's almost animalistic in the way he sucks your breast, tongue swirling around your areola. he massages the other with his hand, rolling your sensitive nipple between his fingers.

"had to come home and have you in front of me. couldn't take it anymore," he grunts, finally pulling your shirt off. his eyes are dark, unabashedly checking you out.

your nipples are hard, and he watches them rise up and down each time you pant. he studies your body, eyes finally landing on your skimpy thong. an unmistakable groan reaches your ears, more arousal flooding the flimsy fabric.

"tae, c'mon please," you beg, reaching for his arms to do anything. you don't even care what he does. you just need to feel him.

he lowers himself to your neck, sucking on your sweet spot. holding himself up with one arm, he's careful not to put his full weight on you. his soft lips trail up to your ear, pressing a delicate kiss there.

"tell me what you were thinking about, baby," he hums, slowly dragging his hand down your stomach. he toys with your thong, dipping in, still not deep enough to give you much stimulation. the sensation makes you clench around nothing, desperation coursing through your veins.

"t-this, i was thinking about exactly this," you confess. he rewards you immediately, middle finger slipping down to draw slow circles on your hardened nub. his cock throbs at the loud moan you let out, sounding like an absolute wet dream.

"yeah, just needed me to come home and touch your little pussy?" he coos into your ear, before sucking a love bite right below your jaw.

you swear you're going to come any second. all of it is too much, but not enough at the same time. his body is so warm and inviting, and his scent floods your senses. it's a clean scent, laced with a hint of musk that makes your eyes roll back.

"y-yeah, saw a picture of you in that uniform," you squeal, hips bucking into his hand. he's using more pressure, rubbing faster circles into your clit.

"what a slut. you started touching yourself just from a picture?" he's teasing you. the cockiness in his voice is so attractive. he has a smug look on his face, studying the way you shamelessly grind into his hand, chasing your long lost orgasm.

"mhmm, 'm a slut for you, tae," you babble, unable to focus on anything but this earth-shattering pleasure.

"i know you are, baby. that's why i fuckin' love you." you jump at the sudden vibration. he's using one hand to press the vibrator against your clit and using the other to fuck you with his fingers.

"o-oh, i'm gonna cum," you gasp. the squelch of his fingers sliding into your wetness makes you feel filthy. he presses a button, making the vibrations grow stronger. you whine out, more wetness coating his fingers.

"damn, you're wet." his deep voice only adds to your pleasure. his fingers are thick, gliding against your walls with ease. the stretch is perfect, exactly what you've been needing.

"shit, shit, shit!"

"yeah, baby. go ahead and cum on my fingers," he mutters, brushing against that spongy spot inside of you. the moan you let out is pornographic, satisfaction radiating throughout tae's body.

"yeah, let it out. good girl." his praise sends you over the edge, clenching around his fingers like a vice. he works you through your orgasm, slowing pleasuring you through the intensity. you're seeing stars, the orgasm overriding your senses.

you hear tae's soft affirmations in your ears. a steady stream of good girl, so pretty, my perfect girl, only add to the airy feeling. it takes you a minute to come down. he slowly lowers the vibrations, not wanting to overstimulate you.

"you still with me pretty girl?"

"i'm good, baby," you mumble, nestling into your husband's side. he kisses your forehead, pulling you closer to him. he stays with you for a few minutes. your breaths become slow and shallow, fully relaxing into the mattress.

"i need to get changed, sweetheart," he whispers, untangling himself and tucking your body under the covers.

he hovers over you, unable to take his eyes off your peaceful form. your eyes are closed, a content smile on your lips. this is exactly why he needed time off. he's been missing you so much that it hurts.

"tae, get changed so you can hurry back," you whine, a warm blush spreading across his cheeks. he thought you were asleep, and he's been staring at you like a creep. but, he's too in love to care.

"okay, baby," he soothes you, pressing a final kiss to your forehead before heading to his wardrobe. he trips over himself a few times, excitement making him jittery. he laughs at himself, feeling like a lovesick fool. but, he wouldn't have it any other way. and neither would you.

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yok00k · 7 months

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Igual Que Un Ángel

pairing: hellokittylover!/bimbo!oc x boxer!jk

genre: MATURE, fluff, lowkey angst,

“heaven must have sent you, love”

synopsis: after spending the entire day shopping with your boyfriend, you’re craving mochi donuts and bubble milk tea before going to bed and jungkook, even in his tired state, will do everything to make you happy.

word count: 5.4k

warnings: so much fluff, NO plot, jealous/possessive kook, oc can’t tell when someone flirts with her, tiny silent treatment, oc is kinda dumb, lots of kisses, shower sex, oral [m], oc’s head game is STRONG, head pusher jk, hair pulling, they went shopping for underwear, cussing, aftercare, oc is obsessed with pink/hello kitty, oc is so desperate for his cock and she must get what she wants⛄️(she was virgin before this took place), oc had a vid of her playing, mention of toys, JK is not trying to b obvious but he’s IN LOVE, brief cockwarming at the end, <not proofread>

author’s note: i def did not write this in between my classes😮‍💨 i just discovered that im mentally unhinged as im editing this in class. I have my priorities straights tho so here you go🥢

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you suppose today was really wonderful.

you two spend almost the whole day at the outlet mall, mostly to shop clothes for yourself. you needed new pairs of undies and Jungkook being the glorious boyfriend he is, helped you shop. not only he paid for all your purchase, he also gives his opinions on certain cloth materials of what the underwear was made of. he wants to make himself useful by helping you out pick out make sure that they’re comfortable to your preference, he goes with you in the fitting room to try them on in front of him.

As you try on clothes for hours and hours in multiple shops, your boyfriend miraculously always finds a chair in the corner of each fitting room that he can rest on. a few hours later, you two arrive back at your place. jungkook initiated to carry all the paper bags you had as the two of you headed from the garage to inside your house.

soon, he began cooking the night’s dinner, which you really enjoy watching because he keeps entertaining you with his skillful talent and his humorous jokes. a quality time like this just makes you fall in love with him even more. you wish and pray that you can spend the rest of this delightful lifetime with him.

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the hands of the clock signifies 11:11, which is usually the time you drift off to sleep. except tonight isn’t a typical night, owing to the fact that your beloved lover is sleeping over at your cozy flat.

although it’s pretty late, you two are cuddled on your not-so-spacious couch, watching a kdrama that was recently released and you still have the clothes you put on this afternoon: a cute pink long sleeve crop top and a pink/black mini skirt. you also can’t forget to add a pair of thick fleece tights since it’s freezing cold outside.

you felt a sudden cravings for something in the midst of the show. you desire for something sweet. and chewy.

“koo..” you murmur, distracting your man from the show on the big screen. he redirects his focus to you as he caresses your hair with his soft, yet rough palms.

“i’m craving donuts”

“want me to go to the convenience store and grab some for you?” he suggests

“no I don’t want that, I want mochi donuts” you cutely demand

“but baby it’s too late” he said, lifting his wrist to look at his gold Rolex watch. “aren’t they close at this time?”

these days, your social feeds are just full of ads, particularly bakery places nearby your place that serve mouth-watering breads, donuts, ice creams, bubble milk tea, and the list goes on. promptly, the phone that’s sitting next to jungkook was taken by you.

“look, there’s one that’s still open till midnight” you replied, showing him the navigation to the bakery shop that’s on your screen. his tired eyes glanced at your phone, then back at you.

“please koo?” you pleaded, climbing on top of him and giving him thousands of kisses all over his face until he’s got enough is the most effective technique to persuade him. how can jungkook say no when you display a behavior like this to get whatever you want? the forever answer is he just can’t.

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You two arrive at the place twenty minutes before they close. Since it’s late at night, you can see through the big windows that there’s not many customers inside the donut shop.

“oh my, we’re finally here” you joyfully babble to yourself out loud which made your driving boyfriend chuckle. while jungkook slows down the car to eyeball a good parking spot, you reach for your pink purse taking out the hello kitty lip oil to apply them on your chapped lips.

Jungkook carefully parked the car on the side of the road. He looked at our surroundings such as the front, back, and the side of his vehicle, making sure everything seems clear before he takes off his seat belt and gets off of the automobile. As usual, Jungkook walks to the other side, gesturing that he will open the car door for me. This man doesn’t ask a lot regarding how things should be in our relationship but the number one rule he established is that you could never open any door when you’re with him.

He quickly unlocked my door with one hand and offered his other hand to assist my body getting out of the car. As you got out, you felt the strong wind blowing your mini skirts, making them move up. but jungkook immediately takes off his zip up fleece oversized jacket to tie it tight around your waist.he ensures that the skirt won’t go up by walking behind you whilst holding your cold hand towards the bakery.

a scent of sweet caramelized brown sugar that you’ve been craving welcomes you as soon as you step into the threshold of the place. Looking around the store, you notice multiple neon pink led lights of donuts are decorated in the walls. the long honey maple stained table against the windows was paired with white barstool chairs. You also did not fail to miss that their white snowed christmas tree is still up, filled with rosy ornaments and pinkish lights around it.

‘this is definitely my new favorite place’ you noted to yourself as you feel cozy inside.

Your boyfriend wasted no time to lead you to the counter, only for you to see the variety of flavor of their delicious mochi donuts displayed on the front top. you can’t help but to drool on the sight, you’re starting to feel satisfaction by just looking at them.

“hello, what can I get for you today?” the tall male server who’s probably around your age friendly greeted. a little too friendly, in jungkook’s opinion but he chose to try to shrug it off. before answering him, I turned to jungkook “what are you getting koo?” asking to know what he wants.

“don’t know. you can order whatever you want for me” he responds as his doe eyes look up to scan the menu on the screen that’s mounted in their polished ceramic walls. Jungkook is on a diet these days therefore he tries his best to restrain eating sweets but he knows that cheat days won’t hurt if it only happens once or twice a month.

turning to face the server once again, you made up your mind on what to order. “hi, can we get two brown sugar milk teas with less ice and can you make one extra sugar please” you gently requested and the server instantly punched the orders in their ipad.

you take another look at the yummy donuts before continuing. “and i would like to get a dozen of the mochi donuts.” you pointed to the biggest bakery box.

jungkook wasn’t even surprised that you’re getting 12 pieces, potentially all for yourself considering you have a sweet tooth, which could be really extreme sometimes. he stands still next to you, amused by how cute you are, getting all excited by all these sweets you’re about to eat as you tell the the guy the flavors you want.

the server hands you two of their fresh brown sugar bubble milk tea & pink box that contains lots of sugar and of course, you happiness. afterwards, he declars the total for all the things you order. you’re about to tap in your debit card that’s covered with hello kitty skin when jungkook’s black card is already approved on the chip card reader.

“you didn’t have to koo” you murmur. your man always insists on paying for everything,

“i want too”

he does things for you not because he’s going to gain something or that he’s expecting some type of return from you. Rather, he does them solely because he loves you and he loves seeing you getting all the things you want.

for the meantime ,you look for a table that you two can sit at, particularly a spot where there’s a cute background since you would like to take some photos.

immediately, your eyes spot the perfect table right next to the huge windows to sit and take pictures in. you swiftly walk over the spot and your boyfriend follows you like a lost puppy.

“kook can you take pictures of me here?” you ask, while unwrapping the thick jacket around your waist and position yourself on the stool chair.

jungkook unlocks the camera on his phone, positions the cellular in your desired angle, and clicks the white button multiple times. he casually looks at the camera screen and looks up to you. when he notices that by the way your sitting is slightly showing your ass, and instantly goes up to you to fix it. you’re confused at first by his sudden action but you soon realize why.

“oops, thank you kookie” you chortle

when he goes back to his previous standing position, he catches the same annoying server maliciously staring at you, in a way that’s very unpleasant to him, which just pisses him off more. nevertheless, he captures photos of your adorable face while attempting to drink your favorite bubble tea for the camera. then, he passes his phone so you can review the images.

‘he’s such a great photographer’you thought. these picture will be posted on your pink themed finsta.

“can we go now?” jungkook harsly rushed. this place is alright, but that fucking server is just making his blood boils. he needs to get you two out of here before he does something not pretty.

you read his sudden unusual behavior and chose not to argue. you really loved this place, but you can understand that your boyfriend is too tired and just wanted to sleep. you’ll definitely come back though.

“wait koo, I'll use their restroom first.” you excuse yourself, feeling the need to change the menstrual pad that you’re wearing, you fear bleeding through jungkook’s leather seats.

you did your business pronto. unexpectedly when you walked out of the restroom, the friendly worker corners you, with something in his hand.

“miss, would you like to have this?” He offers the cute and huge hello kitty boba plushie that is in his grip. your eyes widening as they gaze upon the lovely thing. “I noticed your phone case and I thought this is perfect for you” he shyly adds as he scratches the back of his head, pointing out the pink Hello Kitty case you have.

“sure! how much is it?” you respond with full of energy. this plush will be added to your collection.

“don’t worry about it,here” he extends the plushie towards you, gesturing that you should take it.

you look for some type of unseriousness in his eyes but you found none. he does seem nice. you accept the cute plushie that’s waiting for you to be held, hugging it really tight.

“you’re really cute. do you mind if I get your number?” the man in front of you speaks. “so i can give you more plushies for free of course” he further explains, trying to convince you to give him your digits

but you remember what jungkook once said, and that is never give any other men your number. Although you can’t grasp why he doesn’t want you to do that, you listen to him because you don’t want to get him all sad and mad at you. angry jungkook is the least thing you want to deal with. he turns really cold and you hate not getting affection from him.

“I'm sorry but I can't give you my number. thanks for this though.” you give him a weak smile. you also hate the feeling of rejecting people but you also don’t want to get in trouble.

the friendly expression that the guy has been erased and replaced with a blank expression, as if ‘no’ isn’t the right answer. he snarls before speaking “Is it because of your punk boyfriend? c'mon pretty girl he doesn’t have to kno-“

“who doesn’t have to know what?” a familiar voice cuts off the man you’re facing before you can understand what the previous man just said.

jungkook approaches you, snatching the plushy in your grasp. “where did you get this from?” he sternly asks. he might have known the answer, it’s so obvious from what it looks like, but he needs to make sure before he beats somebody’s ass.

“koo he gav-“ that was enough for jungkook to vigorously slam the plushy back onto that guy’s chest, making the man flinch and slightly back off. “look or talk to my woman one more time and things will get ugly for you” he threatens, giving the guy the most serious stare, the same stare he has when fighting in the boxing ring.

without saying anything, he grabs your hand sternly and you two walk out the store. you still didn’t get why jungkook didn’t want you to have that plushie, it was perfect to add to your collection.

the entire car ride back to your place was awfully quiet. you offer to drive back home when you notice that he’s speeding and seems so tense, but jungkook refuses, telling you that he’s fully capable of driving back with a somber tone.. his tattooed hands aren’t where they’re supposed to be placed, your thigh. but you argue no further, not wanting to make him more angry than he already is.

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hours later, you’re gathering the sleepwear you’ll wear for tonight before hopping in the shower, which is currently occupied by your boyfriend. usually, you two always shower together whenever you’re sleeping at his place and vice versa, but tonight you received no invitation from him since he’s giving you silent treatment for an unknown reason.

despite the fact, you made up your mind to join him as you enter the steamy bathroom, the warm atmosphere welcomes you while you close the door behind you.

your gaze meets jungkook’s tall muscular figure, his tattooed arm up against the white wall, while head is pointing down as the hot water that’s coming from the showerhead runs down his body.

quietly strip down your clothes, you proceed to open the sliding shower door and step inside the shower, closing the distance between you and him.

jungkook faintly flinched as he felt a pair of dainty arms wrapped around his bare torso. he knew exactly who they belonged to, his loved one.

he slightly turns his head, just to see you, hopelessly showing affection towards him in the midst of washing the negative internal thoughts out of his system.

“are you mad at me baby?” you worriedly ask, overthinking that you might have done something that might upset him or maybe he’s too stressed out on his non-stop training schedule since his competitions are coming soon or maybe he can’t handle being with you anymore. lots of maybe but communication is the only way you will know how he feels.

the question of yours sends a sharp pang of guilt in his chest. you completely did nothing wrong. he knows for a fact you can’t say no to anyone who gives you a Hello Kitty plushie. your tiny little head just can’t comprehend that these guys want something in return for giving you things you love to collect. you’re too good for your own.

now he feels like a total idiot, another part of him feels guilty for the sudden shift in his behavior, solely because he's so in love with you that he can’t stand seeing men look at your way.

you did nothing wrong. nothing at all. you’re just so goddamn beautiful that your boyfriend is starting to lose it.

he can’t help but let the possessiveness take over him as soon as he perceives other guys showing their interest in his pretty girl. the woman he desires to keep to himself for the rest of this lifetime, the next one, and for many more

jungkook crowds you up against the cold marble wall just after he turns his buff body to face you. wasting no time, he leaves smooches on your pouty lips and jaw. “didn’t I tell you I'm the only one who can give you hello kitty stuff?” he sensually whispers to your right ear, continuing to give you wet kisses. “hmm?”

“but why?” you pout, resulting in the kisses to come to stop. he looks at you directly in the eyes, “because i’m your boyfriend and that job is solely for me” he simply explains

“but koo it was for free, he was really nice but then he started asking for my number so he could give me more but i didn’t give it to him because you specifically instructed me not to.” you mindlessly babble, explaining your side all in one sentence. simultaneously, you grab the white loofa next to the pink one and apply jungkook’s favorite body wash. it still doesn’t make sense to you. you love collecting hello kitty, but the love you have for the man in front of you is significantly greater.

oh jungkook is really going to lose it. that fucker had the audacity to ask you shit like that right when you’re with him.

“and that’s why I don’t want you talking to them, they want to take advantage of you” he takes a deep breath

“i’m sorry kook” you mutter, attempting to cuddle his naked form.

“i know something was off with that motherfucker” he starts off, “keeps looking at you in a way i don’t appreciate” he finally admits, with his tone hinting a pinch of jealousy. “and that fucking plush- he’s getting on my fucking nerves.”

“all he can do is look koo” you laugh. “Besides, I’m already cuffed by my hot boyfriend. what more can I possibly look for?” your words declaring that your eyes are only fixed to him. there’s no reason to look at other men anyways.

“you’re only mine right?” he just needs to directly hear those words come out of your mouth.

“only yours” you murmur. and that reassured him. for now.

you stand on your tiptoe to kiss his cute nose, from there you smack your lips against his as your smooth palms trace his jawline.

as seconds goes by, the desire to express how much you love him is rapidly growing. you want him. you need him.

you detach your lips against his, just to fixate them on his neck, right on the pretty tiny mole on his skin, your favorite spot. your hand does its own job to explore his sculpted body, finding its way to palm his painful growing erection.

he knows where this is going

your kisses trail from his upper chest to his defined abs; so brawny and delicious. he follows your gesture, finding you on your knees, beneath him, your beautiful face positioned right in front of his hardening cock.

oh this is the one and only circumstance he would kill and die for to be in.

jungkook knows that sly grin expression you wear as you look up with those round doll eyes. purposely, your both arms push against each other to give him a good view of your perky breast squeezed together. with his shaft twitching, can’t help but to utter an uncontrollable moan from seeing you like this.

“can I?” you ask softly, waiting for permission from him as if you’re not in this sinful position at least twice every time you two spend time together. no matter what, you still drool by just staring at his cock as if it’s your favorite lollipop.

he quietly hums and nods his head while nibbling his lip piercings, giving you the green light.

you start off slow, giving his pretty pink tip covered with precum small pecks. smearing the liquid around your lips, pretending it as if it’s one of your lip gloss, making them nice and glossy.

sweet

“i only wanna do this with you” you hungrily voice out in each swift peck while locking your seductive eyes on his.

he brings his fingers towards your jaw, lifting your chin up. “open” he commands, directing you to open your mouth. and so you did, without hesitation. a hot glob of spit falls into your tongue, which turns you on even more. you quickly swallow it and resume with what you’re doing.

he continues to watch you as your swollen lips slowly wrap his thick cock. your mouth is solely made for jungkook as it welcomes him inch by inch. although sucking him becomes a part of your daily routine, you still need to take a sweet time adjusting to his length.

irresistible tears roll down your face as he hits the back of your throat for the first few times, but you’re so determined to make him feel good. you began bobbing your head back and forth as your mouth slowly adjusted to his size.

“hmm, so good baby” he muffles weakly. “j-just like that” almost sounds as if he’s about to cry from the incredible sensation.

you can’t help but to release a quiet whine from hearing him. the steamy bathroom is filled with jungkook's angelic yet sinful groans, along with the sounds that’s being created as you which arouse you even more. he’s got your pussy clenching over nothing.

your bent knees on the cold and wet ground are starting to get tired, but you pay no attention to them. rather, you take him even more, until his tip hits the back of your throat. you continue to do it smoothly, using no hands.

you proceed to shift your attention to untouched balls. your tiny hand softly jerks off his length upward, as a trail of kisses made their way from the underside of his girthy and veiny cock to one of the oval-shaped organs. wet and loud smooches on jungkook’s sensitive skin turn to sloppy sucking. your mouth is so full of him. a mixture of his precum and saliva of yours covers your entire chin, even some of it drops on the ground.

this sequence stirs more moans from jungkook, but this time he gets louder and louder. his slender hands acts at its own and gather your length hair into a ponytail, just so he can manipulate your head, to use you however he pleases

Jungkook pulls your hair back, causing you to lose contact with the sac you were passionately lapping. he leads you mouth back to where it should give its focus to. his throbbing cock. once his dewy dick is shoved in you, he pushes your cock drunk head to take more of him. you obediently follow the flow of the hand guiding your head

“such a good girl” he grunts, throwing his head up in the air, then focusing back on you. “only for me”. your boyfriend is still controlling your head bobbing on his length.

“you’re such a slut for a fucking hello kitty, aren’t you?” jungkook mocks in between deep breaths. “me or that stupid kitty cat? huh?” thrusting his hips into your messy and well-fucked face.

you just moan against him, not even bothering to answer him because you’re too fucked, your tiny little brain is wearing out as you keep bouncing your head up and down. and also it might be because you know for a fact that you could be a slut for hello kitty too sometimes. you’re in no position to protest.

the man above you grips your hair even tighter, demanding you to answer him. “I wanna hear you baby”

“‘mmh you, o-only you koo,” you sob. lots and lots of tears coming out of your eyes. “all I want is you and this cock” you mewl weakly as you desperately lap his precious tip, just like how he loves it.

“that’s it, pretty girl, I'm cummin’” he verbalizes, grasping your head forcibly as slamming his pelvis into your abused mouth. to this point, you feel dizzy and your whole body is worn out. you grip into his beefy thighs as you allow him to utilize you like a slut.

“hmpp f-fuck” he moans loudly, releasing abundant strings of semen into your mouth. he cums so deep inside your throat. not wanting a drop to fall, you gobble up everything as your life depends on them.

after swallowing, you show him your empty mouth, with tongue being out. you can see in his half lidded eyes that he’s proud, giving you a soft smile.

you were about to get up when all of a sudden the dizzy spell hits you real hard, causing you to lose your balance but jungkook catches you before you can even fall.

“hey, you okay? Did I go too hard?” he locks his gaze upon you, hoping that you will lock yours to him too. but you didn’t as you are sobbing and trembling a little bit. jungkook wipes the dries tears on your swollen face with one hand while the other wraps around your waist. he might have gone harder than you can handle.

“baby look at me please? did I hurt you? i'm sor—“

“koo i’m okay” you faintly cut his sentence off. he doesn’t need to be sorry. “just need a few minutes to recover” you explain. jungkook immediately understands that. he gives you minutes of peaceful silence, with that, he takes care of washing your body. gently rubbing the pink loofah in your smooth skin as he hums the song that’s been stuck in your brain for quite a while.

after showering, he helps you slip on your baby pink dainty nightgown. this dress is special. jungkook got it for you when he flew abroad for one of his boxing competitions. one day, he and his team were strolling around the fancy mall when he passed by a cute local lingerie store that you will definitely check out, only if you were with him. of course, he chose to follow what his heart tells him to do, to go inside and find a thing or two to give you as soon as he comes home. to you.

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ ⋆

both yours and jungkook’s bodies are situated on your twin sized bed. in spite of the fact that there’s not much for the two of you and one of you might fall on the ground if another moves a little, it’s not a hurdle as you two embrace each other’s warmth as if there’s no tomorrow. two bodies comfortably embracing one another. tonight, you’re designated to be the tiny spoon

“ggukie..” you murmur, hot breath fanning against his bare chest. “hmm??” jungkook looks down to see what his princess needs.

“want your cock”you weakly pleaded, causing the man to slightly chuckle. you must be out of your mind.

“baby, your body is tired” said by him, shaking his head to show his disapproval. what a silly idea that goes around your mind when your eyes can barely open. you’re really out here doing everything but to sleep. he continues to caress your soft hair.

on a side note, you and jungkook never had penetrative sex before. yes, he eats you out here and there and vice versa. but he never dares to insert himself inside you.

indeed you’re a virgin but it’s not that you never wanted to. matter of fact you’ve made up your mind and are willing to give your virginity to him. jungkook is well aware of that. however, fear of hurting you always troubles him. he’s afraid that you will go through pain, scared that he’ll break you: his fragile pretty girl

“need your cock inside me” you continue to whine. “didn’t I show you a video of me from last week taking the toy you gifted me? you said I did so well” reminding him that one video clip of you masturbating to the pink rose you got from him. how could he forget about that when he uses it to get off every single night? with full on volume too, all ears concentrate on your high pitched moans, giving him more than the satisfaction he craves. the thoughts of that makes the lust that nearly vanishes inside him linger, you just never fail to get him arouse even before going to sleep.

however, jungkook is still in his right mind. “that’s different,” he argues. it’s valid to doubt that he’ll fit.

“ok then just put it in me then we can sleep?” you beg, attempting to compromise. “just wanna feel you close while I sleep. can you imagine how much I missed you?” you’ve come to an extent to use the guilt trip tool to convince him.

he understands the emotion you’re trying to make him feel as he looks into your bambi doe eyes. looking so innocent yet begging for his cock. evoking his guilt to get what you want. jungkook recognizes you in and out, you won’t take no for an answer. also it’s not like he’s not dying to do it, as if he doesn’t fantasize about it when you sleep over at his penthouse. the amount of self control he has..

you have him on a chokehold. jungkook doesn’t say anything, rather he gently lifts up the arm which your head is laying on and slightly gets up to open the pink mini cabinet on top of your nightstand, taking out a sky blue container.

“here, apply it”, throwing the lube bottle on your lap.

you’re stunned, heart excitedly does jumping jacks inside your chest. next time it will be you doing jumping jacks on his di-

“cmon cutie I don’t have all night” he blurts, interrupting your thoughts. you never get up so fast in your nineteen years of living. he goes straight back to his original position, laid on his back. he may act chill,but he’s internally pleased and aroused.

as you go down on him (again), your two hands get a grip of the band of his black boxer and pull it down, his semi-hard cock immediately springs out. you can’t help but to give it a tiny peck before giving it a few strokes as you point it towards your lips

you open the bottle up with a pop, squirting out enough lube on your fingers before gently spreading it on his tip. he hisses as he feels the cold liquid substance being applied to him. you trace the sides of his length, ensuring the reduction of friction.

he grabs your arm, guiding your body to lay down sideways next to him. a tattooed veiny arm from behind snakes around your torso, clasping your upper body.

“ready?” he whispers, as he nibbles your ear. jungkook earns longingly nods from you, and for a split moment he spreads some liquid using his lubricated tip around your private area before slowly inserting it in. you discern the penetrating sensation in your core, which makes you purr.

he continues to penetrate inside you furthermore, causing you to close your eyes and tighten your clasp on his arms as you bear with the ache. he fully aware of how you’re feeling as he’s also having a hard time moving in.

“bare with me baby” tensely reassuring you. “so t-tight, fuck.” his other arm makes its journey below your nightgown, traveling its way to your perky breast, delicately squeezing one of them. jungkook does the same and gives the attention to the other one. simultanously, he plants a few smooches on the skin behind your ear, attemping to distract you from the pain. you quietly release moans and groans as he continues. he’s inches in when he feels your wall clenching around him.

your tight pussy becomes jungkook’s personal paradise. it’s the way your walls are clenching around him is better than he imagined; unmatched from all the fantasy he creates in his mind about you.

“koo.. “ your fingers tracing the veins on the back of his palm.

“what? my baby can’t handle it? tell me and I’ll stop” he softly asks. a tear just drops from you leg but you’re too tired to even react.

“n-no just stay inside, i’m sleepy” and with that, you instantly drift to sleep.

he hums, a hand that was busy playing on your chest shifts to caress your hair. jungkook lays one last kiss at your temple.

“goodnight to you too my pretty girl, love you so much”

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kooberist · 5 months

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. . . . ⋆.˚ when i see you cry it makes me smile~ ♪ 𔓘

nerd!jungkook x crush!reader

non con, sadistic jk, crying, mentally ill jk? jimin being the devil on jks shoulder

His lips purred into a smile so wide that they parted and his eyes squinted, teeth showing. His smile was almost angelic, as if he held a secret that could brighten the darkest of days.

Your face did the opposite. Lips quivering as tears overflowed your waterline and made your eyelashes all soggy and your eyebrows all furrowed.

This was all going on at the same time. Jungkook was smiling because you were crying, something he found inexplicably joyful.

Why? Why did he find joy in your tears?

Jungkook's heart beated for you, and his lungs expanded just for you. He felt euphoric when he saw you, but all of it came to a halt like a cog was missing in a clock.

"Would you like to be friends?" Jungkook studied; he knew he wanted to be more, but this was a baby step in the right direction. A sour expression crept on your face as you heard his question. "no thanks." Your words cut through his heart like he was in a slasher movie, leaving him feeling rejected and hurt, but one more thing consumed him: hate.

Jungkook sat on his best friends' beds as he contemplated how to deal with this new emotion. "You want to fuck her, right?" Jimin asked with a smile. Jungkook shyly nodded, and that's when Jimin said what Jungkook secretly had in the back of his brain. "Then rape her." He stated that it was a simple task. With a little help from his friend, he found a light in the tunnel at the end, and that was revenge. He had no choice.

Browsing through the campus library, trying to scurry as the clock almost reached the closing hour and the dim place slowly got empty, nobody left except you and the young pink-haired person at the desk down on the bottom floor. Fastly looking through the big books in the empty, dark island, a boy in a big black hoodie tapped your shoulder.

"Would you like help?" His voice was soft and calm. You shear your head no and go back to searching and he felt like a genius as his prediction to your reaction was spot on

He tapped your clothed shoulder again, and when you turned around, his hand that was once on your shoulder flew to your neck in a tight grip.

He felt ecstatic as you gasped for air and your face shifted to fear and panic.

"Im sorry." He lifted you off your feet with ease while his free hand undid his belt in a swift motion along with your skirt, and your mind raced, desperately searching for a way to escape his grasp. The room seemed to spin as you struggled to break free, your heart pounding in your chest.

Pants dropping along with his boxers. He groans as he strokes his throbbing cock about twice before sticking it in your wet heat with a soft and quiet moan..

"Ah, fuck," he groans. Was he really losing his virginity to rape right now? He told himself it was your fault in low groans as he thrust in and out. Tears are now streaming down your face, and moans of pain are escaping your mouth loudly. His fat cock thrusting in and out as his legs shook and his forehead met his, and sweat beamed down his forehead. Pre-cum and slick juices mixed together, creating a slippery sensation. The room filled with a mix of desperation and pleasure as he continued to move with increasing intensity.

"help" You cried out in a raspy voice. The intensity of the situation weighed heavily on your mind as you desperately pleaded for help, hoping someone would hear your cries. Each passing moment felt like an eternity as you struggled to comprehend how this could be happening to you.

"Sorry," he said in repeated whispers, but when you started to ugly cry, his guilt flew right down to his dick, making him on the brink of orgasm. His legs are shaking due to the sound of your moan-ish cries.

The knot breaks the rope in your stomach as you cum all over his cock in an extremely loud cry. The sweet music in Jungkook's ears echos through the big library, and you grow limp in his hand. His hips speed up at an inhumane pace, and his cum fills up your womb as his eyes shutter and his hand lets go of your neck, causing your energy-less body to fall to the rough carpeted floor of the isle full of books.

His lips purred into a smile so wide that they parted and his eyes squinted, teeth showing. His smile was almost angelic, as if he held a secret that could brighten the darkest of days.

Your face did the opposite. Lips quivering as tears overflowed your waterline and made your eyelashes all soggy and your eyebrows all furrowed. Sitting in the chair of an office and trauma comes back as you retell the traumatic memory. Jungkook innocently smiles as he knows you are just crying at the memory of what he did while he peeks through the glass window of the dim office.

Maybe you will think twice about being an asshole next time.

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iamthejinyouarethejin · 1 year

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you didn't like him, did you? of course you didn't. hopefully. hopefully you didn't like him. that would complicate things. (he's totally not your ex-boyfriend. :) but then again, most people don't have wet dreams about people you don't at least find attractive. and most people's hearts don't skip beats when they see someone they don't at least think is cute. and i mean, most people don't wonder what your children's names would be if you didn't have tiny feelings for the future parent. and most people don't blush over someone they don't think has the capability to be visually... appetizing. and most people don't have crushes on people they don't think have personalities that they could, despite how messed up they are, cherish. most people don't wanna hug and kiss someone til they explode if they don't... love them. most people usually catch feelings, and get crushes, and maybe even fall in love first. but, that's most people... it didn't have to be you. but it was you.

#crush scenarios ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚#crush x reader??#female reader x male crush #crush imagines #bts imagines #atsv fic #atsv x reader #gilbert blythe x reader #GOD GIVE ME A SIGN IS K THE ONE OR NOT I'VE LIKED HIM FOR TWO YEARS FOR PETE'S SAKE #writing community #wrtiblr #reader x crush #friends to loversss

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chibibunygrl · 1 year

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𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ── jjk.

synopsis: you won’t tell jungkook your birthday even though you’ve been friends for over a year and dating for nearly three months. he decides to take measures into his own hands to get you to confess.

warnings: technecially non-consensual tickles, tickles in general, teasing, gender neutral!reader

“why can’t you tell me?” jungkook pouted, a clear expression of hurt on his face. “don’t you trust me?” he flashed his doe eyes at you, and you almost gave in, before he suddenly started to ramble again — jungkook tended to do that often, but this time you were thankful for it. “wait — no, scratch that — even if you didn’t trust me, how the hell is me knowing your birthday gonna cause you any harm?”

“i just don’t want you knowing, koo,” you sighed exasperatedly. “is that so hard to comprehend?”

honestly, you didn’t want him knowing because you knew how he’d react — mad at you for not telling him sooner, but also, you knew he’d start treating you way more special than normal on your birthday, which you hated, not only because you knew it was an act, but because why did your birthday suddenly make you more special than any other day? if jungkook could make you feel like the most special person in the world on your birthday, why not put in that same effort the week before? the concept was just stupid to you.

jungkook whined, for the upteenth time, frowning at you the same way he did when he had your grandma’s chocolate chip cookies; he frowned that way whenever something tasted really good to him. which, in itself, let you know that he wasn’t actually mad, and was faking it, because that frown wasn’t what his real frown looked like. still, you couldn’t help the way his cuteness tugged at your heartstrings. honestly, you knew by the end of this, you would tell him when your birthday was... you just wanted to drag it on for a little longer.

“come on, we’ve known each other for over a year!” as he said this, jungkook squirmed — getting more comfortable as he continued his rant, readjusting his grip around your waist; in doing so, he squeezed it slightly, and you nearly jumped out of your skin, biting your lip to hide the fact he’d just accidentally tickled you. another thing jungkook had yet to find out about you was that you were ticklish; and you intended to keep that one a secret. “that’s at least one birthday that i’ve missed!”

from an outside perspective, it almost seemed jungkook didn’t notice your fidgeting — that was until he squeezed you just the slightest bit harder, a grin playing at his lips.

“tickle, tickle,” he whispered suddenly — teasingly — and you jumped as he wriggled his fingers against your sides, nervous laughter pouring from your lips as you tried to twist away from him — unfortunately, though, he was on top of you.

“jungkook!” you gasped, making him giggle at your expense, tightening his embrace as he burrowed his head into your neck, only making you laugh harder, his breath somehow tickling you as well. you scrunched up your shoulders, but to no avail — when jungkook wanted something, he was ruthless. and he was absolutely one to take advantage.

“awwww, i had no idea you were this sensitive,” jungkook cooed, adoring your little nose scrunch every time he wiggled his fingers a little faster. he’d moved his fingers to your ribs, poking and pinching, making you squeal as you tried to grab at his hands, which were one: too quick for you, and two: too hard to focus on when you were preoccupied with laughing so hard.

he sat up a little straighter, though still on top of you, and pinned your wrists at your sides. he nuzzled your tummy, using his head to push up your t-shirt — giving up, he used his teeth instead, which only served to tickle you even worse than before as you felt them grazing your bellybutton. you squirmed in his grasp and giggled involuntarily at his actions. so much for keeping it a secret.

“just tell me!” he pouted, his head on top of you, his hair unintentionally tickling your sides. he couldn’t hold back his grin for long when you burst into giggles, trying with all your might to squirm away from him, anything to look more serious — like you were genuinely annoyed at him, which you were — but it was hard to show that when you couldn’t stop smiling, and jungkook cooing at your attempt to look mad only made you feel more embarrassed.

“no!” you yelled, trying so hard to hold back your laughter. “never!” kicking his back wasn’t helping your case; jungkook explored your sides with nibbles, blowing ever so gently, only making you laugh harder, almost ready to just accept your fate. you pulled at your wrists, trying again and again to escape jungkook’s grip, but no matter what you did it only seemed to amuse him further. what a sadist. “jungko — hahaha! l-let me go!”

it was your turn to start whining and pouting, hoping that being cute would be convincing enough; but your boyfriend — just as you had done to him minutes earlier — only laughed at your attempts to persuade him.

“nuh-uh, this is too cute to pass up,” jungkook insisted, his smile growing wider as he finally gave you a break, watching you gasp for air. “you don’t have to try and act cute to convince me, you’re already adorable blushing and laughing. even if you don’t end up telling me your birthday, i’m glad i discovered another secret of yours. i can’t believe you hid this from me! all those times i asked you, and you said no every time.”

“ugh, okay, i’m ticklish,” you groaned, your eyes screwed shut as you turned your face away from him. “please stop now.”

“mmh, one more thing?” he pouted, batting his pretty eyelashes at you. “i won’t bother you anymore, i promise!” you knew he was lying, but he looked so eager, like a puppy waiting for its owner to take it on a walk. you even thought you could see a tail wagging behind him.

“quickly,” you sighed.

you can’t believe you’re doing this. you’re actually letting someone tickle you. but to be fair, that someone was jungkook. and he was your boyfriend. the best one in the world, or so you believed.

“wait — jungkook —”

well, okay, he was the best boyfriend in the world, until he inhaled forcefully and you realized, a moment too late, that he was going to blow a raspberry. he pressed his lips against your tummy and forced air out of his lungs. the vibrations made you shriek involuntarily before dissolving into childish, bubbly laughter. he even held your hips down so you couldn’t squirm away from him, that bastard.

“jungkook! jungkook, stop!” your nose scrunched involuntarily as you were forced to take the tickles, laughing so hard you couldn’t breathe and your face was starting to turn red.

jungkook cooed as he blew raspberry after raspberry until tears rolled down your cheeks. he couldn’t help it. you heard him mutter ‘too cute’ as he kept tickling and pinching up and down your sides, waist, and ribs. your laughter sounded so childish and happy to him.

you looked so cute trying to escape him as well, like a little bunny trapped under something. your glossy eyes, dimples, weak laughter, adorable smile — you seemed like an angel to him and he was scared if he stopped tickling you, you’d stop smiling and laughing.

“jungkookie... please stop!” you whined, using aegyo. if you acted cute, maybe he’d stop. at least you hoped.

“ohh, you’re so cute!” jungkook grinned adoringly at you as he squeezed your sides. “alright, baby, i’ll stop. but only ’cause I feel bad...”

you couldn’t help giggling as you caught your breath, still feeling as though he was tickling you. you pulled down your shirt which had ridden up a little since you had squirmed so much. you wiped your eyes and face and looked up at your boyfriend, who was smiling as he watched you recover with eyes full of love and affection.

“my birthday... my birthday is today, by the way...” you giggled innocently.

“excuse me?”

and the tickles started all over again. you squealed and cried uncontrollably as he paid special attention to the pudge on your stomach and thighs. looks like you were in for a long tickle session. but, it was your fault for not telling him sooner, wasn’t it?

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maiverie · 1 year

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THATS NOT EVEN BAD FR. MY WRITING AT 13 YEARS OLD WAS INSANE!!!! THOSE BAD BOY ALPHA JUNGKOOK FICS DIDNT PLAY.

HAJDJWJSJA SHIT THE FUCK UP ITS SO BAD R U KIDDING ME 😭😭😭😭😭

#YOU LITTLE FUCKING CRAP!!!#ALSO STOPPP BTS ALPHA FICS IM 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#oh god #what i would give again to see the wolf au exo fics again 💔💔💔💔💔#SHOW ME PLS ANON #ask #@ : anon ♡︎

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slytherinshua · 10 months

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pls let me into your bts taglist

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#zanna answers the inbox!!#gloss ⌦ .｡.:*♡#no promises that there’ll be more bts fics anytime soon #but maybe eventually!!

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jungwnies · 1 year

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♡ ༘*.ﾟ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝟓𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 (click to read more)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ welcome to the main event omgomgomgomg words cannot express how excited and grateful i am for every single one of you that follow me. it really boggles me that this many of you guys have chose to follow me and my silly little account. however, i digress and i just wanted to thank you all for the support you've given me so far. ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

the only way i can express how thankful i am is to do an event will all of you guys!!! so lets get to it (੭˃ᴗ˂)੭

start date : june 20, 2023 (expected) end date : june 30, 2023

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rimiverses-blog · 2 years

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Tags : assassin Taehyung, Prince Jungkook, blood, death, killing of minor characters, short, amnesia, action.

Status : 2.6k words, completed

"Do you see him, V?"

"I do" Tae replies, sharp eyes trained on the back of the famous Royalty, Prince Jeon.

His aim perfect to shot him, it didn't mattered how crowded the ballroom was, he had his target under just a trigger of his fingers.

"Shoot him"

Taehyung intakes A deep breath, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Heart beating faster than it ever has. If anyone looked at him right now they'll think he's a newbie.

But that's not true, his sharp eyes, his perfect grip on the gun and the aim so perfect and clear.

It's enough to tell you it's not his first time at all.

He's been doing this for years.

Killing people for the unknowns, people who are too powerful to let their hands get dirty.

Taehyung does their dirty works without hesitation. He and his crew will do their work without a trace.

A perfect assassin.

A Human killing machine.

"What are you thinking, V. Shoot him"

Yes, Shoot him.

A part of his brain screams at him to just pull the trigger and end it.

2.5 Million dollars will be his and his alone from just one kill.

And then he would never have to do this work again. The money is enough to spend his whole life in some island.

But something about the man is making him anxious, the casual nature. The fact there are no body guards around him.

He's a damn prince, A heir of A kingdom but he's moving to music like he's A normal person.

It's crawling at his skin.

/Stop making up shits, Kim Taehyung/

Taehyung lets out A silent curse.

/Fuck it/

He pulls the hammer, fingers hovering over the trigger.

And just as he is about to let his fingers pull the trigger.

The prince turns.

Taehyung's breath gets stuck in his throat.

The prince is looking straight at him. His pale blue eyes looking at Taehyung's pitch black ones.

"Fuck" Taehyung whispers.

Did he saw him?? There's no way he's looking at him.

No.

He's hiding in the top floor of the whole ballroom.

There's no way anyone can spot him unless....

Unless they know he's here, hiding with a snipper.

He's horror only gets confirmed.

When the prince smirks towards him.

A mock, A smirk so cocky that if it was some other time he would have thought he's hitting on him.

But that's not the case, it's A clear sign of defeat.

A silent mock that he couldn't fool the prince.

Before he could recover from the shock. The prince winks at him and mouths something still dancing to the music.

/I see you/

"Fuck Fuck Fuck!!" Taehyung let's out immediately pulling away ready to pack his snipper back in case.

"V, What happened" his partner screams.

"He knows" taehyung mumbles and then there's silence.

"Colour Red?" A whispers comes from the Bluetooth.

"Colour Red" Taehyung confirms, pulling the case over his shoulder.

Colour Red, A indication that the mission failed and he needs help in getting out.

There are only 2 times it has been used in his entire career of 7 years. Both the time he has barely made out alive.

It means their victims knows he's here to kill them. The tables have turned.

"Ok Fuck, Take left 4 guards more or less" Taehyung nods securing the case at his back as he pulls two daggers from the back of his thighs.

He hides behind A pillar, panting as he peeks at the 3 guards.

"Fuck" Tae whispers as he takes a out a small pebble and throws in front.

The guards perk up at the sound. They exchange A look before A guard moves forward to check.

While the rest two look on the other side.

Tae anticipates as the guards crossed him. He steals A glance at the rest two.

Tw/ killing and blood

Noticing the two are paying no attention he pounds on the clueless guard.

One hand over his mouth, the dagger on his throat as he pulls him behind the pillar.

A slick slice on his throat and blood pools out.

15 seconds max.

Taehyung counts under his breath as the guard struggles against him before he goes plaint in his arms.

Dead.

Taehyung throws him at the corner wiping the blood from his hand on his clothes before he turns to look at the other two

"One down" He speaks in the bud.

He waits for them to turn on their back, he pulls the other dragger he has tugged on his waist.

Seeing A perfect opportunity before he runs on full speed, twirling the daggers under his fingers.

He quickly stabs one on his neck, erupting A scream from the said guard.

He mentally thanks the loud music to drown out the scream.

The other guard hits him on the stomach, Tae winces as one dagger fells from his hand the other gets stuck in the throat of the other one.

The only unharmed guard locks his arms around his neck, a head lock.

The guy strangles him hard. Tae gasps for air quickly hitting the guy on the torso from his elbow.

But the guy doesn't budge, Taehyung groans from the lack of oxygen.

His face turning red, his hand desperately tries to reach for a small pocket knife, put somewhere in his suit.

A visible relief washes over his face as he opens the swiss knife and stabs on his thigh.

Taken off the guard, the guy let's go of him.

Taehyung quickly grabs his dagger and stabs right on his chest, stabbing him over and over till the man becomes dead.

Taehyung pants, taking the much needed air before he turns and ends the other guy who's struggling on floor too.

"All down, Which way?" Tae asks, putting the case back, securing the strap.

"Right, there's a door at end. I'll hack and unlock it from there you have to jump k?"

"Roger"

"Sky, I am at the door"

"Give me A second- Done" Taehyung sighs in relief as he opens the door, taking him straight on the terrace.

He's calculating eyes look down, three floors, around 33 ft.

He looks at the open balconies, making a plan on to jump from where to where in order to land as less injuries as he can.

"I'll connect to you when I'm at the save place" Taehyung speaks not waiting for a reply as he removed the ear buds putting securely in his suit.

After tightening the straps of the case around his shoulder he jumps Landing on the upper part of a small balcony.

He looks around before taking another jump, perfectly on the first floor.

He looks around in search of any guards but once found none he jumps for the ground

Mentally praying he doesn't twist or breaks any bones.

He keeps his hand in front of his face at least to secure his head from having any fatal injury.

A wince leaves from his lips when his body makes contact with the hard concrete floor

"Fuck" Tae curses as he stands up, dusting the dirt of his clothes.

"Let's get out of this shit" He moves towards the corner of the mansion, not bothering above the cctvs sky have taken care of them.

He pulls his bike out of the hidden spot, Ready to ride and get out.

"I will stop right there if I was you" Taehyung halts at the sudden voice.

He frowns turning back to see Jungkook standing there, leaning against a car with bunch of bodyguards.

All in black outfit, guns trained at Taehyung.

"Get off the bike or they'll shoot" Jungkook speaks pulling himself from the wall taking a step forward towards him.

Taehyung's eyes look at the guards, mentally counting how many of them.

"They are minimum 15, you can't take them down on own, Surrender"

Tae snaps his head towards Jungkook who shrugs.

"How did you know what I was thinking?" He frowns, raising his hands in surrender as he gets off the bike.

"It was pretty obvious on your face" Jungkook shrugs simply.

"On your knees" Jungkook orders and Taehyung obliged, falling down on his knees still keeping his hands up in surrender.

Jungkook walks towards him, he's eyes smiling fondly at him. He crouches down to be face to face with him.

The prince raises his hand to caress His cheeks.

Lips forming in a soft smile, eyes twinkling as if he met someone he knew from a long time.

Taehyung stares at him silently, mentally cursing himself for not shooting him right then and there.

He would have been in a plane to Japan, back to his home where he is staying for last 3 years.

He only came back to Korea to kill Jungkook but here he is unarmed.

With the male sitting in front of him, probably ready to kill him any second.

Jungkook moves closer till there breath is mingling together.

Taehyung holds his breath in, staring at Jungkook's doe eyes who stare at him before they drop on his lips.

"Feels so good to see you again, Tae" Jungkook whispers before he presses his lips against Tae.

Taehyung's eyes widened at the mention of his name.

/How the fuck the prince knows his name??/

Before he could react he felt A needle stab at the neck.

And everything goes blank.

Jungkook pulls away as he watches Taehyung go unconscious.

He throws the syringe, putting his arms around Taehyung's back and knees, picking the assassin up in a bridal style.

"Get his stuffs inside the car, Suga" he orders, after settling himself and Tae inside the car.

Jungkook takes a Bluetooth out of his suit, chuckling to himself.

/He stills keeps it in the same place/

Jungkook puts the Bluetooth in his ears before speaking.

"Colour Black, Sky. Run before my mans catch you" He crushes the Bluetooth and throws it out of the car.

Colour Black, A clear indication that the mission failed, The assassin is caught and everyone needs to go underground. Hide for your life.

Jungkook glances at Tae who perfectly fits on his laps. He kisses his forehead meaningfully.

"I'm not letting you go again, Love"

==== Time Skip ====

"You are awake" Jungkook smiles when Taehyung blinks his eyes, regaining his consciousness.

Taehyung shakes his head, looking around to find himself in a chamber. It takes a few minutes for his brain to adjust and make out where exactly he is.

It's a room, Not exactly a torture room or interrogation room.

There's a bed and basic furniture like a coffee table, a desk and a TV.

He realises he's tied to a chair. Jungkook pulls a chair for himself, sitting in front of him with a glass of water.

"How are you feeling?" He asks sweetly.

"Look, If you want to kill me just do it. You ain't getting any infos from me dude, even I don't know who wants to kill you" Tae speaks not hearing what Jungkook asked.

"I know" Jungkook speaks putting the glass away.

"I hired you to kill me" Jungkook speaks as a matter of factly, folding his hand against his chest as he gets comfortable.

"W-what? you wanted to kill yourself?" Taehyung speaks in disbelief.

/What the fuck??/

Jungkook chuckles shaking his head.

"Not exactly, I wanted you to come after me, here in korea"

"Why?" Tae frowns.

Jungkook gives him a sad smile.

"You really don't remember huh?"

"Remember what?"

"...."

"Remember what Prince Jeon" Taehyung growls at him angrily.

"Still the same impatient Tae baby" Jungkook winces

"But For starters, I'm not a prince of some kingdom. That was a lie you don't go after Gangsters and mafias Do you, Kim Taehyung?"

"You Are A mafia?" Tae asks shocked, not even bothering to ask how he knows his full name.

"I don't exactly like calling myself that, But yeah you can say so" Jungkook shrugs and then there's silence.

Jungkook waits for Taehyung's questions but nothing comes.

He sighs, His love has really not changed at all.

"Staying silent won't get you anywhere, Love. Speak I'll answer your questions."

"Stop calling me those names first" Tae huffs.

"How do you know my name? And why you wanted me to come after you? What do you want from me"

"One at a time, I want you back"

"What??"

"I want my boyfriend back" Jungkook explains clearly, pale blue eyes trying to convey their message to him.

"I'm not your boyfriend" Tae huffs pulling on the ropes to lose them up A bit.

"Just because you don't remember doesn't mean you aren't" Jungkook scoffs.

"3 years, I'm searching for you from last 3 years like crazy, love. Do you know how much I missed you?" hurt flashes through his eyes.

It's not Taehyung's fault he doesn't remember.

"W-What are you talking about" Jungkook scoffs.

Of course, Taehyung doesn't understand. (Even I don't but ok☠️)

"We have been together from like 8 years including the 3 years you've been in Japan. I'm your boyfriend"

"T-thats not possible, I don't even know you."

"You are lying!" Taehyung accuses.

There's no way he knows this guy from before, he'll remember ofc if that happened.

Jungkook rolls his eyes.

"If I'm lying then how do I know there are two moles on your right thigh, if you pinch them together it looks like a elephant"

"If I'm lying how do I know you aren't actually allergic to peas you are just a picky eater"

"If I'm lying how do I know that you love kids"

Jungkook watches how Taehyung's eyes comically widens with his each sentence.

"if I'm lying how do I know that you originally wanted to be a farmer"

"If I'm lying how do I know that you love Strawberries"

"If I'm lying how do I know there's a small Jk tattooed on your ass" Jungkook smirks.

"Jk as In Jungkook, Me" Jungkook leans forward as he grins.

"Still think I'm lying?"

"I.. You.. How? How do you know all this?" Tae whispers, dazed.

Jungkook smiles, lifting his hand to caress Taehyung's cheeks.

"Because I love you"

"Then why I can't remember you?" Tae questions, staring at his soft pale blue eyes.

"You don't remember anything before the past 3 years, do you?" Jungkook questions softly leaning forward.

Taehyung thinks for a long time, his head hurting from trying to remember anything.

"I- I don't th-think I do" Tae's voice trembles, tears pooling in his eyes.

"Why... Why can't I rem-remember anything?"

Jungkook smiles softly, leaning his head against Taehyung's.

"Shushh... I'm here now right?" Tae nods leaning into his touch.

His body weirdly feels comfortable under his touch despite the tight ropes.

"You aren't lying to me right, Jungkook?"

"Do you trust me?"

"... I don't. I can't" Tae speaks weakly, he feels tired and exhausted.

His head is hurting from trying to think about everything.

"Will you trust me in future?" Jungkook asks vulnerably.

"If you will tell me everything" Jungkook nods, exhaling through his mouth.

"I will, I will tell you everything, love. Everything"

"But for now, you need to rest okay?"

And he does.

He does tell Taehyung everything, about how Tae is his/was right hand man and his boyfriend.

About Taehyung going on a mission in Japan and ended up having a accident resulting to him having temporary amnesia.

He tells him about Jungkook tried to search for him, he almost believed that Taehyung was dead.

Tha was until 6 months ago he saw Taehyung.

Sitting in a cafe when Jungkook went to Japan for a deal.

It's all too much for Taehyung to take, he asks for time till he recovers his memories or at least gets used to the fact.

Jungkook understands and waits.

He waits till Taehyung falls in love with him again.

It seemed impossible but Tae did, Even it took him a whole year.

THE END

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