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cocobeanncteez · 4 years ago

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ATEEZ San- Explore (oneshot)

Genre: Fluff, smut, high school au.

Pairing: badboy!San x reader (fem)

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: profanities, masturbating for the first time, handjob, clit play, fingering.

You took a bite of your sandwich, listening to your bestfriend talk to you and your friends about her first time with her boyfriend.

"I swear, nothing feels better than that," your bestfriend stated, taking a sip of her mango juice. "I can do it over and over again."

Miri laughed. "I told you you'd enjoy it! Now it's Y/N's turn!"

You nearly choked on your sandwich. "W-What?!"

"Y/N, I'm pretty sure you imagine Choi San fucking you until you see—"

"Shh!" you put your palm over her mouth. "We're in public! His crazy fans might hear you!"

A few months ago, you developed a crush on one of your school's badboys, Choi San, after he suddenly became interested in you after being partnered for an assignment. Initially, you thought he just wanted to get into your pants, but after five months of knowing him, you knew he genuinely cared about you. You couldn't deny that you liked the boy and of course you've thought about dating him, but you didn't know how he truly felt about you.

"I've seen the way you look at San," your bestfriend said with a smirk. "Not the lovey-dovey look, although I've seen that too, but I'm talking about the I-want-you-to-dick-me-down look." Your cheeks instantly turned a bright pink; were you really that obvious? Well, it's not your fault San looks irresistible. The man's a whole Greek God in your eyes.

"You should make a move on him, Y/N," Yeonhee said.

"Yeah, get some dick," Miri agreed.

"Guys, you're supposed to encourage me to study, not to have sex!" you said, finishing the remaining of your sandwich. "Besides, how will I let someone else do things to me when I've never done anything to myself?" Sure, you've made out before with your ex, but there was very minimal touching over the clothes and some tongue. You never went further than that.

"Then start with yourself, genius. Explore your body and get familiar with it," your bestfriend stated nonchalantly. "I have the perfect advice for you. Trust me, you'll love the experience once you start exploring yourself and it'll be even better when someone else does it for you."

"Hey, mom? Do we have coconut oil?" you asked, entering her bedroom. "My lips are really chapped," you lied, knowing your mother would definitely fall for it.

"Yeah, it's in the kitchen in the third cabinet," she answered. "It's good that you're finally using something natural and not those chemical filled products." Oh, if only she knew. "Coconut oil is very safe and has a lot of benefits."

"Mhmm, yeah."

You wished your mother goodnight before you made your way to the kitchen, filling a tiny container with the oil. You couldn't buy sexual lube at the moment and you didn't want to wait, so this was your only option.

You went to your room, placing the tiny container on your bedside table while waiting for your parents to fall asleep. Once you were sure they were asleep, you locked your bedroom door.

You took off your clothes and lied down on your back, remembering all the advice your friends gave you.

You coated your fingers with the coconut oil before pressing it to your clit. You gently rubbed your nub in an up-and-down motion, closing your eyes while you thought of San hovering over you, imagining that your fingers were his. Your free hand moved to cup one of your breasts, giving it a gently squeeze. You could feel the heat at your hole, dripping with your essence while you increased the pace, rubbing your clit faster, imagining San slamming his cock in and out of you.

"San!" you moaned loudly, fingers moving faster on your clit; you were glad your parents' room was downstairs and on the other side of the house. Your back arched and your jaw dropped when you felt your clit become sensitive; it felt so so good. You kept rubbing at your nub until your legs shook and your clit was overstimulated. Was that it? Did you cum? You didn't even know. You assumed you didn't based on what your friends described an orgasm as.

You tried to rub yourself again, but your clit was too sensitive to handle it. You slowly sat up, putting your panties back on, feeling a little disappointed that you didn't orgasm. Oh well, you can always try again next time.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made you jump and you cover yourself with your blanket.

"San?!"

San was inside your room, leaning against your open balcony door, staring at you with a smirk on his face. He was dressed in ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, and yet, he looked absolutely divine.

San has come into your room a bunch of times, but you certainly weren't expecting him today. He always calls you before coming over, so you wondered why he didn't do that this time.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your... session," he said, although he didn't seem sorry at all. "I would've stayed outside, but it's really cold, and as you can see, I'm not wearing warm clothes."

You didn't really know what to say. "Uh, when did you get here?"

"A minute or two before you moaned my name," he muttered with a smirk, making you pull the blanket up to cover your flushed face. So he saw pretty much everything?

San chuckled, moving to sit beside you on your bed. "Don't feel shy or embarrassed, Y/N," he pulled the blanket down to your neck to reveal your face. "I always think of you whenever I need to get off." You involuntarily let out a small whimper, feeling your sensitive clit throb at his words.

You sat up straight, letting the blanket fall to your waist, revealing your bare upper body. You noticed San gulp while his eyes took in the sight of your breasts. You wrapped your arms around his neck while you leaned in, gently kissing his jawline. San smiled, his hands moving to your bare waist, making you gasp at the feeling of his cold hands on your heated body.

Unable to control yourself, you crashed your lips onto his, and he responded immediately. You had imagined how it would feel to kiss San several times before, but this was a whole lot better.

Without breaking the kiss, you pushed him onto his back, straddling his lap. San smirked at your actions and you leaned down, reconnecting your lips. You involuntarily grinded onto his growing bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. You could feel your panties sticking to your wet folds while you moved on him. Without breaking the heated kiss, San sat up, pulling you along with him, so that his back was resting against the headboard of your bed and you were still straddling him. He broke the kiss to trail open mouth kisses along your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access.

"Can I touch you?" he mumbled against your skin, giving it a little nibble.

"Yes, please..."

San's hands moved up your body to your breasts. He gently massaged your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, giving it a little swirl before repeating the same action for the other one.

"You don't know how many times I've wanted to do this to you," he said, lips meeting yours in a quick kiss before he changed positions, hovering above you. "Every time I came to your room, I had to control myself so much from wanting to kiss you... to touch you..." his hand moved down to your thighs, giving it a squeeze before he teased your inner thighs. He slowly moved his hand to cup your clothed heat, making you whimper.

"Fuck, please touch me," you begged.

San slowly took your panties off, mouth watering at the sight of your glistening core. His fingers moved to your clit, gently stroking your sensitive nub. You grabbed his hand once your clit became too oversensitive again, stopping him from touching you.

"I... it's very sensitive from what I was... doing before. It was my first time, so I don't think I can handle more," you mumbled, cheeks heating up. That's when San noticed the tiny container of coconut oil on your bedside table.

"Oh, you masturbated for the first time today?" he asked. You nodded, a little embarrassed.

"And you were thinking of me while you did it? Fuck, that's so hot," he murmured, leaning down to kiss you. "Since you're overstimulated, I won't touch you there. But I can finger you, if and only if that's okay with you."

You nodded. "It won't hurt, right?"

"From what I've heard, it most likely won't. I'll be as gentle as possible."

"Okay... then finger me, please."

San kissed your neck while his fingers explored the area around your entrance, avoiding your sensitive clit; he didn't want to just shove his fingers up immediately. "Just relax, baby," he murmured against your skin, and your tense body relaxed a bit. He ran his finger along your wet folds, collecting your juices. He took his time, teasing you around that area, trying to get you wetter.

When you felt wetter, he moved his body to rest in between your legs. He slowly slipped a finger into your hole. "Does it hurt?" he asked. You shook your head and he continued pushing his finger all the way in. You winced at the slight sting you felt when he pulled his finger back a little. "Are you okay? Does it hurt, baby?"

"It stings a little, but it's tolerable," you said, your hands moving to his messy black hair.

San slowly started pumping his finger in you, trying to be as gentle as possible; the stingy feeling was starting to fade away and you let him know that. He tapped around your walls, searching for your g-spot. You sucked in a breath when he found your spot, clutching a fistful of his hair. "Found it," he smirked, continuing to finger you, making sure to hit that very spot.

"S-San..." you moaned, your walls clenching around his finger. He kissed and gently sucked on the skin of your inner thighs while he fingered you. You could feel something building up in your lower stomach, and you assumed you were close to orgasming. "San, I think I'm—"

"Let it go," he pumped his fingers faster, making your back arch. "Cum for me, baby." His words and a few more pumps was all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, making you loudly moan his name. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your taste. "So fucking sweet."

You pulled San into a kiss, tasting yourself, feeling really happy and relaxed. You felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh, and you instantly pulled away. "Let me help you now."

San pecked your lips. "It's fine, Y/N. This is all new to you so I don't want to make you uncomfortable or something."

"I'll be happy knowing that you're satisfied too," you said, running a hand through his hair. "But you'll have to show me how cause I've never done this before."

He chuckled cutely, kissing you softly before he sat against the headboard. "Grab the oil, baby. Pour some onto your palm," he said, pulling his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned abs. You did as he said while watching him unzip his jeans, taking it off along with his briefs, causing his hard cock to slap against his lower stomach, the tip leaking with precum. Your eyes roamed all over his naked body; you always thought San looked extremely handsome, but now he looked even better.

"Touch me, Y/N," he said with a smile, grabbing your attention. "You just have to touch me like this," he showed you how to do it and gave you a few tips.

"Okay..."

You gently wrapped your oily hand around his length, earning a slight hiss from him. You moved your hand up and down his length just like he showed you, lubricating it with the oil. You twisted your hand slightly, moving closer to his tip. "Fuck," he muttered when you swiped your finger along his slit; you mentally noted that he liked it. Your hand moved back down and you added a little pressure, slowly jerking him off. "You're doing so well, baby," he moaned, staring at you with hooded eyes, lower lip caught in between his teeth. You increased the pace, making him buck his hips up. "Keep going, doll... I'm so close." You moved your hands faster, earning a loud groan from San while he orgasmed, his cum shooting onto his stomach and some spilling onto your hand. You stroke him for a few more seconds before removing your hand.

San pulled you into a quick kiss. "That was amazing, Y/N. You did so well."

"T-Thanks..." you blushed. "I'm glad you liked it."

"I loved it," he pecked your lips. "Let's clean up, hmm?" You nodded, and the two of you made your way to your bathroom.

San told you about his day while you both washed up. After you both got dressed, you cuddled on your bed, resting your head on his chest.

"Oh, by the way... I actually came here to tell you something," San said, intertwining your hand with his.

"Tell me what?" you questioned sleepily; you could hear his heartbeat speed up.

San took a deep breath, feeling quite nervous. "I... I like you, Y/N," he confessed. "I've liked you ever since we worked on that assignment together. My feelings just keep getting stronger, so I just had to let you know today."

You moved so that you could see his face that was filled with hope and anxiety because he wasn't sure if you felt the same way even after what you both did minutes ago.

You reached up to cup his cheek, hand moving down to run along his sharp jawline. You brought his face closer to yours, capturing his lips in a soft, slow kiss, instantly making his tense body relax. You pulled away slightly to say, "I like you too, Sannie."

San smiled wide, his dimples showing. He pulled you into a kiss even though he wasn't able to stop smiling.

He pulled away to look at you, his hand gently running through your hair. "Would you do me the honor of going on a date with me tomorrow?"

You nodded with a smile, pecking his cheek. "Gladly."

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oligbia · 3 years ago

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Birthday Boy

Mirio X Reader

NSFW, Fem!Reader

for mirio's birthday event

A/N: I will say, i'm not huge on this one. It was really rambly at the start but idk i kinda liked it. I do like the slight fem!dom vibe i had. Idk, my straight smut still isn't good but it'll get better with practice. as always with anything- feedback is much appreciated <3

Mirio was the light of your life. He was the most beautiful sculpture, muscles toned and carved from a fine marble, each scar on his body telling a story. He had a soul that radiated love. He wanted everyone around him to feel loved- and you always felt loved with him. Everyday he loved you was like an adventure. He kept you on your toes, but would never let you down. He showered you in love and praises. He snuggled you in the morning, kissed you goodbye before work, caressed your hand during dinner, and held you close at night. You knew how much he loved you- but you wanted to make sure he knew how much you loved him.

With the summer heat of mid-July, you find yourself inside a lot more. This, however, presented you the perfect opportunity to think on what you would do for your precious boy’s birthday! You had asked Mirio a few different times what he planned to do or what he wanted, and most of the time he would wave you off with a “Just spending time with you is the best gift, Sunshine!”, but that wasn’t good enough to you. But, enough planning and one online shopping order later, and you had finally figured out the best gift.

It started with a dinner out, as most of your dates did. You had made reservations for a lovely, upscale type place. It was honestly very much out of you and Mirio’s comfort zones, but when Mirio saw you wearing such a nice evening gown, he was sold. The way the fabric draped over your body, hugging your curves, just about drove him up the wall. He looked good himself, of course. His light grey button-up and suspenders gave him a classy look, the way the sleeves were rolled up to his sleeves was downright sexy. Easy enough to say, the two of you made for an attractive couple. Mirio swore up and down you looked much better than him, complementing your dress over and over. What he didn’t know, however, was that he hadn’t even seen the best part.

After such an extravagant dinner, Mirio opened the door to your shared apartment. He smiled as he held your hips gently, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. He tasted like sunshine and champagne. “Thank you for the dinner plans, sweetheart. It was an amazing birthday.”

Your hands fell from his neck to his shoulders as you looked up into his eyes. “Don’t thank me yet Miri’ I have another present for you.” You smirked at him as he smiled back down at you, clueless as always.

“Does this plan include snuggle time?”

You squirmed from his grasp. “Maybe, just. . .go wait in bed for me and I’ll be there in a second, okay?”

Mirio looked puzzled but nodded. You watched as he headed down the hall for the bedroom, whistling some song the two of you listened to on the way home. Once you knew he was gone, you grabbed the package you had been hiding from him in the coat closet. Taking it to the bathroom, you removed the contents and shimmed out of your gown.

The outfit you bought online was the best damn thing you had ever seen. It was a beautiful bra and panty set that had a print resembling Mirio’s own hero costume. It hugged your hips and pushed your breasts together in such a way you looked so sexy it was sinfully, so sinful it would make a nun wet.

When you approached the bedroom, Mirio was hanging something up in your shared closet, back facing you. You cleared your throat to gather his attention. You wished you had a camera to capture the way he looked at you, you really did. His eyes blew wide as he bit his bottom lip.

“Holy fuck, baby-” Mirio practically lunged at you, nearly tripping over the chest at the end of your bed in the process. His hands wandered up and down your sides, fingers caressing the skin of your stomach.

“Happy Birthday, Lemillion,”

“Oh it is a happy birthday for sure- Oh my god.” His hands took rest on your waist, pulling you into him as he kissed you in a feverish rush. You couldn’t help the giggles that fell from your lips when his hands began to wander to the plush of your ass. His kisses were sloppy, sucking on your bottom lip now and then. His kisses migrated down to your jawline and to your neck. He left open mouth kisses along your neck, groaning as he grabbed at your ass with his large hands.

“You look...so pretty... Just for me, princess,” he spoke between kisses. Your hands wandered into his hair, tugging at it. Your combined moans float around the room like music. His hands wander back to your waist as he pulls you back onto the bed with him. Pulling his head back from your collarbones, he pouts.

“Baby, it's your birthday, let me make you feel good please?” You wandered onto his lap, straddling his waist. Your hands wandered under his shirt, you lifted it up over his head and discarded it on the floor.

You swore his eyes turned to hearts with the total awe and lust he looked at you with when he nodded. To him, you were a goddess amongst mere mortals. He was fully prepared to bow at your feet and worship you. He would idolize you in your entirety, praising every inch of your body. Having you on top of him like this, eyes looking down at him was enough to convince him he had been sent to heaven. When your hands held his face, lips grazing across his jawline and throat, he felt like he was being touched by god herself. Each kiss you left on his collarbones and jawline felt like little blessings.

After abusing his neck and collarbones, leaving a plethora of lipstick stains and bruises, you pull back. “Miri’ baby, can I take these off please,” Your hands tug on his belt loops as you lean close to his ear, “I really want to ride your cock. Is that okay? Do you want me to ride that cock?”

Mirio nodded quickly. “I think that would be good...yes, please…I want you to,”

You giggled, “If the birthday boy insists-”

Mirio lifted his hips off the bed, letting you pull his pants off. They fell to his ankles, boxers following soon after. His member sprang out, precum leaking from the tip. Your hand took as much of it as you could, palming it. Mirio groaned, eyes shutting from your touch. Your own arousal was apparent against Mirio’s thigh.

“All this over me touching you?” You asked him, still handling his dick with your hands, running them up and down the length.

He rubbed his thigh against your still clothed folds, “I could say the same thing to you, hm?” Mirio chuckled as a moan slipped from your lips. You shot him a passive-aggressive ‘it's my turn to top,’ look, which only made him chuckle more. His giggles were stopped, however, when you started pumping his cock, his face turning red as his erection grew.

“That's a good boy,” You whispered, pumping his length. “Good boys get their birthday gifts, right?”

Mirio hummed in agreement as a slacked jaw moan escaped from his lips. He practically whimpered when you moved your hand off of his now fully erect member. You slipped your panties off, your pussy absolutely dripping. You ran your folds against his member, teasing him as your juices dripped onto him. He squirmed at the feeling, his breath hitching.

“Ready birthday boy?”

Mirio nodded, “Please...please get on baby,”

“Since you asked so nicely,” You lowered yourself down onto his length. Mirio was very much blessed in length and width. No matter how many times he had fucked you, filled you to the absolute brim, you still were never ready for the stretch his cock gave you. Moans and whimpers of gratitude fell from both of you when you finally bottomed out.

You began to grind against him, his cock filling you over and over. Mirio was simply overwhelmed by the way your pussy sucked him in, closing around his clock with every bounce on your body. The way your breasts were bouncing in front of his face, tits spilling over the bra with his logo on it left him speechless.

“B-baby please, you feel so good,” Mirio was nothing more than a mess of grunts and moans as he panted.

Your moans were fucking pornographic as you bounced on his dick, his length hitting your g-spot and filling you over and over again.

The both of you were so close, you could feel Mirio’s dick twitched as your bounces grew quicker and sloppier.

“Baby, baby- i’m gonna cum soon, keep bouncing like that,”

“Cum for me, sweetheart. It’s your birthday, you can cum in me- fuck Mirio. . .please cum in me. Please-”

You came before him, your juices covering his dick. Wet sounds echoed between the two of you as he grabbed your hips, ramming you more harshly onto his dick, lifting you back off. Mirio never meant to be rough with you, but it always just kind of happened. You moaned, your puffy folds still sensitive. A few more bounces and Mirio came inside you. His thick, white ropes covering your walls as a moan fell from his lips.

He pulled you into a long kiss. He pulled back, kissing your nose with a smile. Your hands moved the hair from his sweaty forehead. He looked at you with the same puppy dog eyes as he did every time he saw you. You rested your head against his chest, snuggling up against him.

“Good birthday?”

“Oh, the absolute best. Thank you, Sunshine. I love you so, so, much”

#{👑original works}#{🧁mirio's birthday nsfw}#mirio x reader #mirio togata #mirio fanfiction #mirio fluff #mirio headcanons #mirio x you #bnha mirio #mirio #mirio smut #lemillion #the last time i wrote mirio stuff it wouldn't show up in tags at all #please tumblr gods be on my side this time

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nctvrnal · 4 years ago

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hey y’all this is not a full character intro but a rundown to get some quick plotting going!! i’m vee and i use a lot of exclamation points i can’t help it but also i can and yet i can’t!!! find me on discord @ baby límon 🍋🐸#6632

first up there’s ivy!

[ SOOYOUNG / JOY, SHE/THEY, GENDER APATHETIC ] — [ IVY MOON ] is a child of [ HECATE ] with the power of [ MYSTIOKINESIS ] . they were born in [ 1996 ] and have been in nemean lion since [ 2013 ] . with the change, they [ HAVE GRADUATED FROM ] the [ AMBASSADOR ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [ INTERACTING WITH FANS & BAKING ] .

click here to go to her page!!

really any sort of connections work to her since she’s messy and annoying! hook up, ghost hunting buddy, animal crossing friends, coworkers, anything really!! just know that she will not shut up so someone who doesn’t like her works too please

and then marcus!

[ AVAN JOGIA, HE/HIM, CISMAN ] — [ MARCUS JOHNSON ] is a child of [ HADES ] with the power of [ UMBRAKINESIS & SHADOW TRAVEL ] . they were born in [ 1995 ] and have been in nemean lion since [ 2007 ] . with the change, they [ ARE TRAINING IN ] the [ STANDARD ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [ STUDYING & TAKING CARE OF THEIR BABY ] .

HE’S A DAD!!! his daughter is two and his wife died in a recent monster attack ):

so he’s back at nemean for protection and some training

he got adopted by the johnson fam when he was 14 so he’s siblings with astrid, miri, pax, and juniper!

he needs friends pls uwu

listen about trevor he’s so funny please

[ SEOKJIN KIM, HE/HIM, CIS MAN ] — [ TREVOR AHN ] is a child of [ APOLLO ] with the power of [ HEALING ] . they were born in [ 1993 ] and have been in nemean lion since [ 2011 ] . with the change, they [ HAVE GRADUATED FROM ] the [ MEDICAL ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [ RUNNING THE INFIRMARY & TEACHING ] .

sooo before nl went public trevor would travel around and perform “medical miracles” and heal people. he’d only charge rich ppl tho the rest he would do for free

he had some fame and did tv appearances and really milked the whole miracle thing

he would even be like the pOwER Of GOd hEaLS YoU bc he’s a dick

anyway he’s actually smart and studious but hates being serious it feels awk

now that it's out that he's a demigod ya boi doesn't want public blacklash so he's pretending he just find out too and he's like :O who would've thought, huh

he runs the infirmary so if your chara works there or is studying that track they should know each other!!

also he’s dating miri <3

now on to drew!

[ TAEHYUNG KIM, HE/THEY, NON-BINARY ] — [ DREW SUH ] is a child of [ NIKE ] with the power of [ ENHANCED SKILLS & CERTAIN VICTORY ] . they were born in [ 1995 ] and have been in nemean lion since [ 2010 ] . with the change, they [ HAVE GRADUATED FROM ] the [ HERO ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [TRAINING & STUDYING ] .

tbh i think at some point all my charas had a crush on drew he’s just minds his own business and vibes

he’s been training hard since arriving to nl so he’s super advanced in combat and overall skills

nl’s perfect poster demigod and tbh idk how he feels about it

has completed many missions so drew sped through the hero track and was one of the first ones to graduate

will do 1 on 1 training if he has time!! drew loves to help out those new to the demigod stuff and give out advance for combat and wielding weapons!

joonho is also vibes but also chaos

[ SEHUN OH, HE/HIM, GENDER APATHETIC ] — [ JOONHO KWON] is a child of [ TYCHE ] with the power of [ META PROBABILITY MANIPULATION ] . they were born in [ 1996 ] and have been in nemean lion since [ 2016 ] . with the change, they [ ARE TRAINING IN ] the [ AMBASSADOR ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [ VIBIN’ ]

u kno when ppl are like teehee i’m not just a pretty face

well joonho IS just a pretty face and wouldn’t have it any other way

anyway with his power he riggs stuff and will enter contest/giveaways for funsies

if you’re his friend and ask him to win something for you he’ll do it no hesitation!

oof, daphne. this one is a little longer than the rest

[ DAVIKA HOORNE , SHE/HER, DEMIGIRL ] — [ DAPHNE SAENGMAI ] is a grandchild of [ HECATE & ATHENA ] with the power of [ MAGIC ] . they were born in [ 1993 ] and have been in nemean lion since [ 2004-2015 & 2020 ] . with the change, they [ HAVE GRADUATED FROM ] the [ BUSINESS ] role which makes sense since they’re usually [ IN HER OFFICE & BOSSING PEOPLE AROUND ]

she’s a grandchild of hecate & athena.

one thing u gotta kno about daphne is that she just doesn’t care!!!!! alright well she does care a little but mostly doesn’t! everything reflects back on her so she has to pretend she does.

so back in the day her mom lou had a half sister (also hecate) and she died but her ghost/spirit whatever stayed roaming the earth and lou kind of trapped her bc she was p vengeful n angry! then daphne as born and named after her aunt and then lou agreed to let ghost daphne stay in babie daphne’s body if she dedicated herself into protecting lou’s daughter and ya so alive daphne has a ghost named daphne living inside of her and she has random knowledge and memories that aren’t hers and if you hear daph talking to herself she probably actually isn’t lmaooo

also her magic is stronger than it’s supposed to be bc of it.

anyway ok so daphne got the call from her mom that it was time for her to take the ceo position at nl and let me tell u!!!! she cried for like 10 min on the phone and then her mom was like r u done being dramatic and she was like ya but also i want an ice rink (she did figure skating growing up and wanted to persue a career but :/) and i’ll go quietly and her mom was like ok deal. she’s been gone the past 5 years so if your chara has been here longer feel free to assume they know each other p well or hmu!! either way everyone should know daph even if it’s a new acquaintance bc she’s in charge and she’s good w names and faces. i can’t explain her daphne is j daphne have fun teehee

ANYWAY that’s it really i will plot anything with anyone uwu

#nlintro #don't look at me but also look at me

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bangtanbetchfics · 5 years ago

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Apartment 2B (m) | the encounter

genre: fluff, smut rating: mature pairing: jungkook x female reader word count: 4.5k suggested listening: coffee | ano bashode (i like it!) pt.2 | rain - BTS | playlist warnings: swearing, masturbation summary: one of your best friends bails out of helping you with your dog, Miri, just before your vacation. your longtime neighbor -- jungkook -- offers to lend a hand. notes: this is my first fic ever, so please be delicate with it! .+:｡(ﾉ･ω･)ﾉﾞ navigation: ch. i | ch. ii | ch. iii | finale

“Shit.” You say as you put your phone face down. Your friend, Yuna, looks at you with furrowed brows. “What’s up?” She asks, taking a lick of the ice cream in her hands. It’s a hot summer day in July, and the cream carelessly drips down her hand.

Your fingers draw to your temples as you let out a breathy sigh. “Jennie fucking canceled on me. I don’t have a dogsitter now and we leave for vacation in 2 days.” Your head fully drops to the table. “Who’s going to watch Miri? My plants? I can’t even afford a dogsitter.” You mumble.

“No one from work can do it? Oh my god, ah, cold!” Yuna exclaims, her mouth full of ice cream. You sit up and glare at her. “I fucking hate that place...I can’t trust the losers they’ve employed at work to lead a freaking meeting , let alone watch my dog, Yuna.” She shrugs as you get up hastily, grabbing your things.

“What you truly need is a good dicking down to get your mind off your troubles. Not to worry. We’ll find a nice man to bang your brains out in a few days.” You give her the middle finger as you start to slide out of the booth.

“I’m out of here so I can go and scream into my pillow.” Yuna waves as you storm out of the restaurant.

“See you on Thursday! When in doubt, rub one out!” She yells after you, and then erupts into a fit of giggles as the customers around glare at her.

You arrive at your apartment complex and head up the stairs. As you round the corner to hit the final flight before your apartment, a tall man wearing a black bucket hat low enough to cover his eyes slams into you. “Hey watch i-” He cuts you off midway through your sentence. “I-I’m so, so sorry.” He says in a quiet voice and bows before continuing to gallop down the stairs. You let out a frustrated sigh before continuing on with your climb.

As soon as you open the door to your apartment, a fluffy, white Bichon Frise puppy begins to bark and claw at you. “Not today, Miri.” You pet her a bit before lifting her up into your arms. You then walk into your room and see the brand new luggage you bought for your trip is in tatters. A succulent also lays sadly on the floor next to its shattered pot.

“Miri!” You look down at the dog who tries to wriggle out of your hands. “Miri! Did you do this?” You look down at her again as she begins to whimper. She finally frees herself of your hands to scamper into a corner and looks at you with glassy, innocent eyes.

“This is what happens when I forget to lock your kennel, huh?” You strip down to your underwear and throw yourself on the bed. You then pull your pillow close to your face and actually do end up screaming into it. You then turn and pull the covers over yourself as you stare at the popcorn ceiling above you. You put a hand over your forehead before letting out a heavy sigh.

Yuna’s words echo in your mind about rubbing one out, so you adjust yourself in your bed and part your legs slightly, slipping a hand down your underwear. Your eyes circle the room as you try to recall any recent sexy encounters, but nothing comes to mind.

“Fuck.” You say as you roll over and squeeze your eyes shut.

You’re awoken the next morning by an endless string of high-pitched barks from Miri. You open your eyes and wince at the sun trying to break through your shades.

“Miri. It’s six AM.” You groan as you sit up, looking at your wristwatch.

You trudge to the bathroom as Miri scampers frantically around the room.

You splash water on your face, and throw water on your hair in the sink. You return back to your room and throw on a white tank top and athletic shorts. You turn around and check yourself out in the long mirror in your bedroom. Not bad for six in the morning, the voice in your head assures you.

“My god it’s hot today.” You open up a creaky window in the front of the apartment, coughing a bit at the dust that starts to swirl around. You close your eyes and take a second to soak in the smell of freshly cut grass floating through the window. You leash Miri and slip on your sneakers.

“Let’s go, girl.” You whisper before shutting the door to your apartment.

You end your jog in the center of the park and tie Miri to a nearby tree, albeit a bit carelessly. You plop down in the bed of grass, breath still heavy, and you spread out into a star shape to look up at the cotton candy tinged sky.

As you attempt to drift off to sleep, a series of endless grunts in the distance catch your ear. You sit up and see a shirtless man doing burpees. You roll your eyes and crash your head back to the grass.

A few minutes later, you peel an eye open to see Miri barking at a nearby squirrel. You squeeze your eyes shut again to try and tune out the barks, but the barks suddenly grow distant. You spring your eyes open and look around for Miri, but she’s off -- chasing after the squirrel.

“Miri!” You exclaim before jumping up after her.

The squirrel gets away from Miri pretty quickly before you’re even halfway caught up with the dog.

You try and catch your breath as you watch Miri pause to look at the same man exercising from before. “M-Miri!” You yell a bit breathlessly, but she ignores you. Miri continues to observe at the man before she begins to jump up and down with him as he continues with his burpees.

The man laughs before landing and pausing in a pushup. Miri wags her tail as she looks at him, and then begins to hop up to lick his nose. He laughs again, before scooping Miri up and nudging his nose with hers while she licks his face.

“Are you two going to get a room?” You say as you clear your throat, looking down at the two. Both specimens pause to look up at you with glossy, wide eyes. “Oh, is this your dog?” He chuckles as Miri continues to lick his face.

“Yes. She doesn’t normally like many people so I’m not sure why she’s taken to you.” You say curtly, tapping your foot. “Let’s go, girl.” You bend down to leash the dog. The man stands up at the same time as you, and you can’t help but take a step back and widen your eyes as you look up at him.

He towers well over your form.

“Sorry. Rude of me not to introduce myself. I’m Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook.” He extends a hand rippling with veins toward you, and you sort of scan his body a bit.

Jungkook combs his free hand through the long, dark strands that cover his eyes as he looks at you. Some of the strands get left behind and still cling perfectly to his sharp jawline. His golden, bare chest is glistening and dripping with sweat from the summer heat. His strong nose and delicate pink lips are also perfectly framed by his hair. Jungkook had a boyish aura about him, but the cuts in his muscles betray his innocent demeanor.

Maybe now you knew why Miri liked him.

You bite your lip a little too hard, accidentally drawing blood. The pain snaps you back to reality.

“Are you going to tell me your name?” He seems to notice you checking him out and he laughs lightly, pushing his hand toward you again. “I-I’m sorry. I’m Y/N.” You say placing your hand in his.

Jungkook’s grip is extremely firm, and you wince a bit at the contact. He realizes and pulls his hand away. “Oh! Sorry.” He chuckles softly. “Sometimes I really don’t know my own strength.” His chuckle then develops into a laugh, and the edges of his eyes crinkle up.

“By the way, it’s nice to finally meet you. You know you live in my building, right?” Jungkook says assuredly as he picks up his black shirt off the floor and uses it as a means to towel the sweat sliding through all of the cut crevices on his body.

“I-I-W-What?” You ask as your eyes follow a stray bead of sweat that trails from Jungkook’s jaw to his clavicle. “You live in 2B, yeah? You live right above me in our complex.” Wafts of sweat mixed with a pleasant softener-like smell hit your nose.

“Oh, I didn’t realize? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before?” Miri sees another squirrel and starts to tug on her leash.

“I see you all the time. I bumped into you the other day actually? I had on the bucket hat.” Jungkook insists, as he flips his hair back, and you get a real look at his cut jawline. His soaked hair slips down and clings back over one of his eyes.

“Oh! Right. I’m so sorry. I was in such a foul mood that day. I must’ve been a little shit to you.” Jungkook chuckles again. “No worries. It was my fault for running downstairs so fast.” He shakes his head.

“Ah, it’s hot.” He seems to feign, throwing his head back to expose his rippled neck. He slings his now dampened shirt over his shoulder.

Jungkook had to know what he was doing.

“What’s up with your dog?” He asks, squatting down to pet Miri, and she nudges into his hand. His eyes wander up your form for a split second as he waits for a response. His eyes shyly meet yours before he smiles and averts his gaze. His cheeks turn a light pink.

You raise your eyebrows at the moment for a microsecond, and he begins to chew at his lip.

“Oh. Miri? She’s feeding off a bit of my nervous energy I think. I leave for vacation Thursday and I don’t have anyone to watch over her. I’m honestly not sure what I’m gonna to do. She tore up my suitcase and knocked over one of my oldest plants last night.” You lament as you look down at Miri.

“Don’t worry. I can watch her for you if you’d like?” You look at Jungkook in shock as he stands up. Miri growls from the sudden withdrawal of affection.

“I can’t have you do that...how old are you anyway ? Are you even allowed to drink ?” You say glaring at him. “I just turned 22 this year. So yes, I can drink .” He quips, before rubbing the back of his head as his cheeks flush pink again.

You feel a lump in your throat when he reveals his age.

Here you were -- trying to check this man out on the low -- and you were 7 years his senior.

What the fuck.

“A lot of people tell me I’m mature for my age though, so please don’t worry about that.” His tone indicates that he seems a bit embarrassed about his age.

“I’ll be the judge of maturity around here. I’m almost thirty, I’ll have you know.” You declare, putting a hand on your hip.

“Oh! I’m sorry I’ve been speaking informally then, noona. I just assumed we were the same age.” Jungkook puts his hands at his sides and bows a bit deeply.

Your cheeks threaten to burn up your face at his assumption.

“I’m serious, though. If you need help with Miri, I’m happy to watch her, noona. Just get me lunch or something when you get back?” His large, doe eyes triangulate your face, searching for a response.

“U-Uhm, sure?” You stutter as the eager glimmer in his eyes catches you off guard. “It’s absolutely the least I can do. Thank you for offering.” You say as you shoot him a relieved smile. He nods and your eyes lock for just a second too long. His eyes grow wide, as if he has something else to say. You bite your lip again and break eye contact to clear the impending tension.

“Uhm, s-see you tomorrow, noona.” You nod at him before you turn on your heel to walk way. “I really wish you didn’t have to call me that!” You call out to him without looking back.

Jungkook snorts softly, raising his hand up to wave at the back of the two of you.

You arrive back at your apartment and bend down to unleash Miri. “You’re a crazy little thing, you know?” You coo as you scratch her ears. Miri let out a few yips, and then licks you a few times. You giggle.

“Get in there, you little hooligan.” You say, pointing to her kennel. For once, she calmly enters and makes herself comfortable. You close the door to the kennel and head for the bathroom.

You strip off all your sweat-drenched clothes and throw them to the bathroom floor. As you wait for the shower to get warm, you splash your face with water from the sink. You ponder for a moment at Jungkook’s eyes meandering your form, but you just shake it off.

You definitely imagined it.

You hop in the shower and let the stream of water run down your body, combing the water through your hair. Jungkook somehow creeps back into your thoughts. You can’t but help recall his grip.

What if that grip was on your hips, maybe even your neck. The way his muscles might flex and ripple if he was on top of you. The weight of his form crushing you as he pounded into you. The potential knocks on the walls from the neighbors as you two disturbed the peace -- too lost in fucking each others’ brains out to care.

You toss your head back and your hand begins to snake down to meet the throbbing sensation in between your legs. “God.” You let out a sigh out as you start to swirl the throbbing nub, finding relief.

The next morning, you hear a rhythmic rap on your door. “Noona! It’s me, Jeon Jungkook. From downstairs!” You hear him shout faintly through the door. “Coming!” You zip up your oversized suitcase before grabbing it and heading toward the door.

You pull the door back, but pause for a second. The familiar scent of softner tickles your nose, and you swear this time it’s laced with a sweet cologne. Jungkook stands with his hands in the pockets of a grey Puma tracksuit, his athletic figure still apparent in it.

“Good morning, noona. Is Miri ready?” He says, looking down at you. He tosses his head and the soft curls in his hair cascade back over his eyes.

A good fucking morning indeed, you tell yourself. How the fuck did you never notice Jeon Jungkook until now?

You snap out of your haze and jam a stopper under the door to keep it from shutting. You quickly roll your suitcase out of the apartment and into the hall.

You then grab Miri’s leash and remove her from her kennel. You hear rustling outside of your door, and then a succession of loud thumps. You leash Miri and return to the door, looking around for your suitcase.

It’s gone. So is Jungkook.

“Jungkook, did you take my stuff?!” Miri starts barking. “Yeah, I did! It’s here, noona -- just bring Miri downstairs with you.”

As your arrive downstairs, your suitcase is neatly outside the door. Your eyes dart to Jungkook and then your eyes soften.

“You didn’t have to do that. God, do you have a secret crush on me or something, Jeon Jungkook?” You throw out the words as a test, chuckling nervously. Jungkook’s jaw clenches as he stares down at you.

“What if I said I do?” He tests you back. Jungkook doesn’t laugh after he says it like he normally does, and the air between you grows thick. Your throat goes dry, and your eyes are still locked with his as you bend down to give Miri one last pet.

“I’ll be here with Miri when you get back, noona.” He says, as you stand up and try to read his dark gaze.

No such luck.

“Have a safe trip.” You hand him Miri’s leash, and Jungkook’s fingers graze yours for a second too long. You look up at him and manage a soft smile. He searches your eyes to try to read them, but he gives up, and just returns the smile instead.

"Thank you." You nod, looking through your brows at him. You break eye contact and wave at Jungkook before you start rolling your suitcase down the block. You secretly smile to yourself.

You heave as you trudge your suitcase up the last step of the stairs to your apartment. You roll it over to your door, pulling out your keys. You pause for a second after you insert it into the lock. It’s morning, and the possibility of Jungkook already being in your apartment to walk Miri is high.

You keep thinking about the succession of events that happened before you left. The scenes played in your head over and over again on your vacation, like a maddening tune. Jungkook checking you out. His hand brushing yours. His possible crush. What the hell was all of that about? Shit.

You couldn't deny that Jungkook was incredibly attractive, but he was just so much younger than you.

You don't stand a fucking chance with him, a voice in your head assures you .

After honing your thoughts, you take in a deep breath before turning the key.

You walk in and everything’s dark, except for little slivers of light coming in through the shades.

“Jungkook? Miri? ” You inquire in a hushed tone, looking around.

Everything’s as you left it.

You look around and inspect your plants. “Was Jungkook nice to you all?” The plants somehow seem to look even better than when you were their caretaker, and you smile.

You tiptoe around the apartment to your room, and open up the door. Jungkook is sprawled out on your bed, shirtless . His athletic shorts are situated just below his v-line and you catch yourself forgetting to breathe for a few seconds.

The light and shadows coming through the window dance over his sculpted form, and you admire him for a moment. Even sleeping, he was breathtaking. How the fuck did you get this lucky, you wonder.

Miri is somehow sound asleep and snuggled up on his chest.

“When I said for you two to get a room, I didn’t literally mean my room.” You say, rapping at the door as you clear your throat.

Jungkook groans and looks around the room with his eyes half-lidded. His eyes widen as they land on you, and he sits up, rustling his hair. His abs somehow look even better in the shadows as they crease.

Jungkook rubs his eyes to focus on what’s happening. “O-Oh, noona! I’m so sorry, I just dozed off last night and-” He says in a voice that’s weary, and deeper than normal.

“It’s no problem.” You say, giving him a warm smile. Miri hops off the bed calmly and comes to stand by your side, wagging her tail as she looks up at Jungkook, who’s now standing.

“How was your trip, noona?” He says as he rustles his thick locks again, taking steps to be closer to you.

“Amazing. I didn’t have to worry about a thing thanks to you.” Jungkook chuckles. “The way it should be.” His eyes crinkle up again when he smiles, and you can’t help but smile back.

“Let me show you something.” He motions for you to follow him, and Miri trails behind him. You follow him quietly to the kitchen.

Jungkook pulls a small bag of dog treats from the cabinet, and Miri begins wagging her tail faster. You place your hands in your pockets, observing the two.

Jungkook places the treat on Miri’s nose and she doesn’t move. “Miri, sit.” He raises the treat up and then snaps with a whistle, motioning for her to sit down. Miri obeys, and he gives her the treat.

Your eyes light up in shock as you look at Jungkook. Your mouth is about to form a response, but he smirks and cuts you off.

“Just wait.” He places another treat on her nose and lifts it up again, but gestures for her to stay. He pulls your arm to stand with him behind Miri. Miri just turns her head to look back at the two of you.

"Good girl." Jungkook feeds her the treat. "Kennel." He says softly, motioning toward it. Miri then scampers off to snuggle up in it.

“How the hell did you do that?!” You exclaim as Jungkook lets out an airy laugh, bending down to close the latch to Miri’s kennel. “I haven’t been able to get her to do that for years!” You insist.

“Magic.” He whispers as he stands back up, shooting you a wink. You tilt your head at him. “Kidding. I used to be a dog trainer, part-time. We were up all night -- everyday this week -- so that we could impress you when we got back. So that’s the reason why I accidentally ended up crashing in your bed. I was exhausted.” He says with a chuckle.

“We?” You ask tilting your head further. Now this time Jungkook forms his mouth into a response but gets interrupted by the sudden growls emitting from his stomach. His cheeks grow rosy, and he clutches his stomach in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I-” He says, rubbing the back of his head.

“You’ve worked hard. Let me make you lunch like I promised.” You giggle as you head to the kitchen and wash your hands.

You smack your head as you open the fridge: A half-opened bottle of wine and a week old box of takeout are all that remain. You sigh.

“Jesus, I’m so stupid. I forgot to buy groceries to be able to make you lunch.” You search through the drawers of the fridge as your last resort.

“Ugh, I really wanted to be able to make you a nice meal and I-” You lament, as Jungkook grabs your arm to lift you up. “It’s alright.” He whispers as he closes the fridge and you back into it. His palms are placed on either side of the fridge near your head. “But it’s not.” Your voice trembles as you look up at him for a second before hanging your head low.

“I said it’s alright.” He lightly slides a finger up your chin to get you to turn your head up to meet his. You look into his eyes, and they’re suddenly dark -- pooling with lust. His face gets closer to yours and your breath hitches in your throat as he stops just before your lips to turn to your ear.

“I think I have a different idea of what we could do for lunch, noona.” He whispers, his breath hot on your ear. It forces a chill down your spine.

Jungkook’s nose then ghosts your jawline until you both meet nose-to-nose, starting to breathe each others air. “ What do you think? ” He runs a thumb over your bottom lip and your chest begins to heave. Your form starts to tremble, and you start to feel a crest of arousal take over you.

Jungkook kisses the corner of your lips and then brushes your cheek with his thumb as he returns to look at you. “Jungkook, I-” You gasp out as you look up again to lock eyes with him, and Jungkook’s eyes are liquid-black and teeming with lust. “I seriously couldn’t stop thinking about you.” He whispers. Your heart threatens to suffocate your air supply as he bores into your soul with his gaze.

“I’m just so much older than y-” You can’t help but release the breath from your throat as his nose traces your jawline and below to your neck to push your head back.

“Tell me. Isn’t that what’s hot?” He smiles against your neck, placing hot, open mouthed kisses along it. You try to hold your breath as to not reveal how good his mouth and tongue felt on your skin.

You didn't want to let him win.

Jungkook's hands slide down to your hips, and he uses his thumbs to rub circles on the sensitive skin. He applies firm pressure to the area with his thumbs, and your body instinctively presses into his. The heat radiating from his body starts to envelop you, and your breathing grows ragged. His bulge is now flush against your body, and you feel how hard he's gotten -- prompting wetness in your underwear.

You can’t help but let out a few whines as he sucks at the sensitive flesh between your shoulder and neck before he moves back up to your ear, nibbling at it. “Please, noona. I want you.” He growls out in one breath, his voice thick with desire.

You look at Jungkook and place your hands on his face, tracing his jaw with your fingers. You're not sure if you can come back from this. He rests his forehead on yours, your lips almost touching again.

"God, noona." He says airily, his breaths increasing in pace. You let him slip down one strap of your tanktop before he latches back onto your neck to suck and pull at the skin with his teeth. A hickey starts to blossom where he's working.

“Jungkook, ah-” You whine again as your eyes roll into the back of your head in bliss, and you forget where you are for a second as you take hold of his hard shoulders.

Suddenly, the ring of your phone snaps you back to reality. You scramble in your back pocket for it.

“Ya-Y-Yuna? Is that you?” You exclaim and you use it as an excuse to slip away from Jungkook and pull the strap of your shirt back up.

You look over at Jungkook who heaves as he stands in the same position, hands still on the fridge.

notes: please eagerly anticipate chapter 2! .+:｡(ﾉ･ω･)ﾉﾞ navigation: ch. i | ch. ii | ch. iii | finale

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jungkookienoona · 7 years ago

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The Meme and His Tutor

Part 42: The Time The Tutor Experienced Something New

Co-written with @jiminieblush

Recommended Song: Eclipse by Kim Lip (LOOΠΔ/김립)

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Summary:

Erotic ice pops, eating peaches and snooping around lead to a very interesting day.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual content

Word Count: 5525

Length: 42/?

You closed the front door behind you before setting Miri down on the floor and letting her lead, having just come back from walking her. The pup scampered across the room towards her food bowl, understandably hungry after the exercise. Your own stomach rumbled so you went to the fridge to see what you could find for a light lunch.

Should you make enough for two? Since Jungkook said he would be over at around lunch time with some newfound information he wanted to share. You wondered what it could've been. Figuring he'd be coming from the company building and therefore probably been practicing, you grabbed enough ingredients for the both of you. Maybe a simple stir fry would be nice and warm you up from the walk in the cooler air.

Speaking of cooler, you glanced at your freezer. You had seen a tutorial on tumblr on how to make... phallic shaped ice pops. So you tried your hand at it using one of your new dildos, the biggest one. The theory was: if it went well, then you could use it to practice blowjobs. The problem, of course, is that the ice pop would melt and shrink. But it would make a nice snack.

You set a pan on the stove and starting prepping some vegetables. After dumping them into the pan to cook, you went back to the freezer and grabbed one of the ice pops. Or should you say...dick pop. It was nice to see the pops had turned out the way you hoped. Though their size intimidated you... Since they didn't have plastic wrappers, you kept all the different flavours in a freezer bag.

Hm, the orange flavoured one looked rather appetising. Taking it out, you couldn't help but giggle. It kind of looked like a glass dildo. You remembered what the shop assistant had explained about glass dildos and how part of the appeal of glass sex toys was temperature play. Glass toys could be placed in freezers so they're cold and ice would not be needed. You couldn't really say you had much of an opinion on them since you hadn't even used a normal dildo yet. But the thought sent a chill down your spine.

Giving the ice pop a quick suck, you deemed the vegetables ready for noodles. Opening the fridge, you grabbed a small container of ready-to-fry egg noodles and your dark soy sauce. You kept all your sauces in the fridge. After adding the noodles and the sauce, you gave the pan a stir and altered the heat so it wouldn't burn.

As the temperature in the kitchen rose, the ice pop began melting more rapidly and you soon felt the stick becoming sticky with juice. It was just as you were about to wipe your fingers when there was a knock at the door followed by a bark.

"The door is unlocked!" You shouted.

You removed the pan from the hob and dished the contents into 2 bowls.

The sound of the door opening made the fact Jungkook was about to witness you sucking on a dick pop come to the forefront of your mind. Shit. You didn't think this through.

"Hey, pretty girl..."

There was an excited bark followed by the thunk of what you assumed was Jungkook's shoes hitting the floor.

You wrapped your lips around the ice pop, teeth gripping it slightly as you carried the bowls over to the table. Padding feet made their way into the kitchen area and Jungkook's familiar chuckle greeted your ears.

"Aren't ice lollies normally a dessert or a hot day treat?"

You removed said treat from your lips, "I got a bit peckish."

Jungkook's jaw dropped as his wide eyes stared at your chosen snack.

"Is that... a dick?"

You locked eyes. "Maybe."

He blinked and stepped closer so you popped the treat back in your mouth.

"Let me see," he said, taking hold of your wrist and pulling to release the lolly.

You fought to keep your wrist in place, tongue working over the icy surface hoping that it would melt into a less incriminating shape. But alas, Jungkook won the battle.

"It is! Noo-Jagi, why do you have dick shaped ice lollies? And huge ones at that?!"

You had to come up with an excuse fast. Sending a quick mental apology to Chubs you decided she would be your scapegoat.

"Chubs got them for me..."

Silence. He licked his lips and scratched his cheek before finally speaking.

"C-Chubs got them for you...?"

You nodded. She hadn't, not really anyway. She'd sent you a link to the moulding supplies and mentioned making them so you'd found the tutorial on Tumblr. But it was easier to blame her than explain your plan.

"Y-yeah... I think I'll just finish this later otherwise the stir fry will get cold."

He nodded, somewhat awkwardly, then let go of your wrist in favour of seating himself at the table. Maybe a little too quickly. You shrugged off his behaviour and opened a draw to get a freezer bag. Since the ice pop was already partially melted you didn't want it sticking to the others.

After putting it back, you asked if he wanted a drink while opening the fridge door. He didn't reply and you turned around to find him staring at the freezer, lip caught between his teeth as if in deep thought.

"BunBun?"

He shook his head, as if snapping out of a daze. "Huh? What?"

"Are you thirsty?"

He shook his head again and crossed his arms.

"What? No. Why would I be thirsty? Of course not..."

You shrugged. "I was just wondering..."

You grabbed a can of Pepsi and joined Jungkook at the table. Subconsciously, your tongue swept along your lips to pick up the remaining sticky residue from the ice pop before picking up your chopsticks. You took a mouthful of vegetables and looked up to find Jungkook mid-chew and staring at you with wide eyes.

You quickly chewed the food in your mouth and swallowed.

"What is it? Do you not like It?"

He gulped down his own mouthful. "No! It's great Jagi... I'm just... rather... daydreamy today."

"Oh?" You raised a brow, "what's on your mind?"

"Just comeback stuff."

You narrowed your brows, noticing the way his voice cracked on the last word.

"Are you sure?" You reached across the table to hold his hand. "You can always talk to me."

His lip was once again caught between his teeth, probably thinking if he should tell you.

"Jungkook, baby, you can talk to me about anything."

And just like that he blurted out, "I'm hard cause you were sucking on that fucking ice dick!"

You felt your jaw drop as you stared at each other in silence. He cleared his throat and shovelled a heap of noodles into his mouth.

Lowering your gaze to your bowl, you pushed around your food.

"So you're...like, turned on right now."

"Uh... yeah... sorry..."

You stifled a giggle.

He scratched the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his. "Which reminds me, I did a bit of research and I found something out..."

"What was it?"

His cheeks reddened as he too started playing with his food. "When aroused enough... a woman's... womanhood can expand by 200%. So if you were 2 inches, when turned on you would be 6 inches... I think... Maths isn't my strong suit."

Heat instantly rose to your cheeks until they matched his.

"Y-you looked that up?"

"I was worried about it! And I know you were too. So now we don't have to."

You managed a smile and took his hand again.

"I guess that is...comforting."

He returned your smile and you went back to eating, though you ended up nearly choking thanks to what he said next.

"By the way, Kitten, if you ever want something to suck on, I have something between my thighs that might satisfy you."

You struck his calf with your foot beneath the table and coughed to clear your throat.

"Doesn't taste so good though."

He pouted, "Flavoured condoms are a thing that exist."

"Still wouldn't be as refreshing."

He flicked a pea at you. "You're such a tease."

You threw him a smirk before tucking into your food before it had a chance to get cold.

After eating, Jungkook had moved into your living room to watch one of your Marvel dvds while you washed up in the kitchen. It kind of amused you how he was becoming more open about sexual topics, seemingly becoming more confident after the blow job despite your admitted fear of his size. And you took a moment to evaluate your position too. Admittedly, you were proud of yourself for every step of progress being made. Things were good. Life was good. And most importantly, you were happy.

With that in mind, you finished drying the last item then reclaimed your 'dick pop' from the freezer. A nice refreshing treat to enjoy during the film... and torture Jungkook further. You had to admit, you were curious as to how much self restraint he had and how he would deal with any... arising issues... You went into the living room and awed at the sight of Miri curled up on Jungkook's lap chewing on her favourite toy. The sound alerted him of your presence and he frowned at treat in your mouth. You simply smiled and plopped down next to him, lifting his arm and cuddling against his side.

"Couldn't you have waited to finish that until after I had left?"

You released the lolly with a 'pop'. "Nope. It tastes too good."

A drop of the juice from the melting treat trickled down the side of it, causing your to trail you tongue up its length to catch it before it could make your hand sticky. There was a sigh and he shifted causing Miri to look around at him, her sweet face obviously annoyed.

"Just don't watch me eat it if you're getting uncomfortable."

"But I can hear you sucking on it too. It almost sounds like porn. And did you realise you've been quietly moaning as you do so?"

"No I haven't!" You exclaimed. "You must be imagining it."

"Am not!"

You pouted and rest your head on his shoulder. "It's hard not to make noises when eating an ice lolly.”

He let out what sounded like a pained groan then moved Miri off his lap to next to you.

"Thinking about it, I'm still hungry. I'm gonna raid your fridge."

With Miri no longer covering his lap, you couldn't not notice he had a not so little problem as he got up and made his way to the kitchen. Patting your thighs, Miri made herself comfy on your lap and you ran your hand through her fluff wondering what Jungkook would find in your fridge. Though you didn't have to wait long. Soon he was coming back with a little dish and plopped down beside you.

"What you got there?"

He smirked. "A nice juicy peach to eat."

You peeked into the dish and saw he had a peach cut in half with the seed removed. You didn't even know you had peaches. Though the innuendo wasn't missed on you.

You turned your gaze to the Thor film on the TV and went back to sucking on your ice pop. An over the top moan caught your attention.

"It tastes so sweet."

From the corner of your eye you could see his wasn't biting into it. Instead he was licking and sucking at an individual piece. It reminded you of those porn gifs that sometimes appeared on your tumblr dash.

Another moan. Without looking you nudged him in the side.

"Stop it..."

He turned to you with wide innocent eyes, peach juice covering his lips and chin. "Stop what Kitten?"

"Stop eating out a peach slice!"

"Only when you stop blowing your dick lolly!"

He raised a brow when you huffed and licked the lolly stubbornly.

"You're just jealous it's not you."

Knowing the he was looking at you, you tried to fit as much of the ice pop into your mouth as possible... which made you start choking. Probably wasn't your smartest idea but it seemed to have the desired effect.

"Jesus, fuck." Jungkook groaned.

He set his dish on the coffee table and stole your frozen treat from you, making it join his abandoned peach.

"You're covered in juice."

"So are you."

His hand cupped the back of your neck, drawing you closer to him, "Wanna help me clean up?"

You could smell the sickly sweetness of the fruit and closed the gap between you, pecking his lips then licking your own.

"Hmm... I'm not sure if orange and peach go well together."

His hands went to your hips and pulled you onto his lap. The commotion had Miri jumping off the sofa and making her way to her bed.

"Who gives a shit."

Okay. Where did this Jungkook come from?

Any answers to the question were dismissed from your mind the second his lips connected with yours. The kiss was a world away from the previous peck. One hand travelled to the back of your neck, holding you to him as he deepened the kiss. If you were to be completely honest with yourself, you had never been kissed like that before. Hell, your ex had never ever been as intense as Jungkook. If he did the do with the intensity of how he kissed... you were going to have your world shaken when the time came.

You broke the kiss for a breath and swiped your thumb across his chin, gathering the remaining sticky juice then licking it off. He held your gaze all the while, eyes burning with an unfamiliar intensity that had your stomach doing flips.

"Stop being such a goddamn tease, Kitten."

Well... you would never see that nickname the same way again.

"Do you call me Kitten when you're turned on?"

He licked his lips. "Think you know the answer to that already."

And, boy, did you. You could feel his hardness pressing against your inner thigh and let out a small gasp when his thighs suddenly tensed beneath you. God you loved his thighs. A quiet moan was drawn out from you when he used his grip on your hips to make you grind down against him. Was he having you ride his thighs?

You weren't oblivious to the effects he was having on you already. How your flush extended from head to toe, heart pounding in anticipation of his next move. He caught you in yet another kiss, hands still encouraging you to rock against him. Your hands left his neck to grip the hem of your thick sweater and hike it up to around your chest. You broke apart for a split second as you pulled the item off and tossed it aside.

"Oh man holy shit."

You giggled. "You say that like you didn't have to dress me when my elbow was broken."

"We were only friends then. I couldn't allow myself to think of you as I do now."

You gave him a disbelieving look, smirking as he became a bit sheepish.

"Well... there was the time your onesie was undone... and you didn't have a bra on... and I saw. Which is why I had a shower."

You giggled and pressed a kiss to his crimson cheek.

"I knew something was up...pardon the pun."

He groaned and rest his head against your shoulder.

"I felt so guilty."

"For unzipping my onesie in your sleep or for getting off to me in the shower?"

He playfully bit the junction between your shoulder and neck but not hard enough to leave a mark.

"Don't be rude, you'll kill the mood."

You gripped the hair at the base of neck and tugged at it until he was looking up at you. A faint moan slipped through his lips as you repeated the action and rolled your hips slowly against his again.

"Dare to leave a mark on me and I'll be as rude as I want, baby."

His head tipped back as his hips thrusted up to meet yours.

"Oh? Do you like being called Baby?"

A snap of his hips seemed as if to answer your question. His eyes fluttered open and settled on your chest.

"C-can I touch...?"

"I-I don't..." You swallowed. "Just don't take my bra off."

He nodded obediently and captured you in a fleeting kiss before moving his lips to your jaw and began littering feather light kisses down your neck to chest.

"I'm so fucking lucky. You're beautiful."

If it weren't for the fact you were already flushed, you probably would've turned red at his words.

"I love you." You whispered, running your fingers through his hair.

"I love you too, Kitten."

He placed a kiss on the swell of your breast, a hand snaking up to cup the other. You were pretty sure you felt his tongue sneak out as he trailed his lips back up to your neck. A shiver tingled down your spine as goosebumps bloomed across your skin. All the hairs on your body stood on end as the pad of his thumb brushed over your hardened nipple which had become visible through the thin material of the bra you wore.

The more attention he littered your neck with the more wanton mewls slipped past your lips. You returned the favour by shifting to grind directly down onto his hard on resulting in his own groans getting smothered in your neck.

"Fuck that feels good."

The hand that was still on your hip reached round to grip your ass. His breaths grew shorter, sharper, with every roll of your hips against his. And you would be lying if you said that you weren't so turned on that you couldn't see yourself stopping until the tension in your stomach finally snapped.

Your legs started to shake as the knot in you tighten. That was new. You hadn't felt that before. Could it be that... you were about to cum?

"Oh fuck... Kookie."

He pulled away only to go straight for your lips as he palmed your breast and kneaded your ass.

"Please tell me you're close, Kitten. I don't think I'll last much longer."

"I-I think-k so-"

The sudden sharp thrust of his hips up into yours sent moans spilling from your lips.

"C-cum with m-me.”

Your hips seemed to gain a mind of their own as they sped up against his, chasing your first release. You found yourself whining as the tension increased. How much more would it take? Jungkook took advantage of your parted lips to capture them again and kiss you deeply, his tongue caressing your own. Your fingers fisted his hair, pulling hard enough to definitely hurt, while simultaneously the grip on your ass tightened.

"Shit! I-I'm gonna-"

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck."

Jungkook's hips stuttered against your own, head falling to your shoulder when he finally came with a cry of your name. But still, his hold on your never loosened as he rode out his orgasm and determined to make you join him in his blissed state. One final high pitched whine from you and the tension finally released. Holy shit. You just came. You came for the first time and it was via dry humping with your top off. It almost felt like something that should've happened during your secondary school years.

You could feel the quaking of your thighs and the warmth between them. You pressed your face into Jungkook's hair as the two of you caught your breath and reality filtered back in.

He'd stopped all movements and wound both arms around your lower back, rubbing soothing circles on your bare skin.

"So... you're an... ass man." You managed to get out and felt his chuckle vibrate against you.

"Of course, but breasts are good too. And both of them are equally good when it comes to you."

You giggled and hugged his neck. The silence that ensued was far from comfortable as the realisation that the two of you had just dry humped to the point of orgasm dawned on you.

"Maybe we should...uh, change..."

"Yeah... we probably should... I can't believe I came in my pants like a horny teen."

You shuffled back a bit to grin down at him. "I can't believe I came. Nearly 2 years in a sexual relationship and that had never happened before."

A cocky smirk appeared on Jungkook's face. "And I didn't even have to touch you down there to make it happen."

Unsure how to answer without inflating his ego further, you pecked his cheek then climbed off his lap, pulling your discarded sweater back on.

Ew. You definitely needed to change. He followed you into the bedroom where he found a pair of clean sweats in one of your drawers and went into the bathroom to change. After grabbing some fresh undies and jeans, you flopped onto your bed. Your legs felt almost like jelly thanks to the effects of your orgasm and straddling Jungkook's lap for such a period of time. The hard thumping of your heart against your ribs had finally calmed down and you let out a sigh. So that was what you had been missing out on.

It didn't seem as amazing as fanfictions had made you believe. But then again, when you had been doing research on orgasms, you did come across something that said ones caused by just clit stimulation were less... powerful. The sound of the toilet flushing pulled you from your thoughts and you sat up as Jungkook walked in the room. He was holding his balled up jeans and underwear and you told him to leave them in your hamper. He didn't bring a bag with him and didn't want the other members noticing his messed clothes in fear of another round of teasing.

You hopped off your bed and went into the bathroom to change. The weird feeling in your legs having disappeared when waiting for Jungkook to finish. You quickly cleaned up and dressed then went back into the bedroom only to find it empty. After dropping your dirty clothes in the hamper, you checked in the kitchen and found him discarding of his half-eaten peach in the bin.

"What a waste of food. How dare you distract me from eating to make out."

Jungkook jumped, startled by your voice.

"You took your sweet time changing.”

You shrugged. "Had to clean up."

He nodded and went to the sink to pour away your melted ice lolly. He went to turn on the tap and you made a noise of protest.

"Just leave it. I'll clean up."

"You said it was my fault you never got to finish your lolly so let me at least wash one bowl."

He had a point.

"Fine."

He grinned at you and turned on the tap, waiting for the water to heat up.

"By the way, while you were changing I had time to snoop around and found something rather interesting."

Oh god. Please not the dildos. Please not the dildos!

"I don't know what they're called," he started, brows pinched together in confusion. "But it's one of those things that goes around your waist and laces up at the back..."

You let out a breath. "You mean a corset?"

He repeated the word then nodded. "Yeah!”

Your cheeks flushed but relief flooded through you that he hadn't found your other little collection.

"Oh those... I started getting the when I was 15. My mum bought my very first one. Most of them are fashion corsets but one is for waist training."

He raised a brow in interest.

"Aren't they painful to wear? And why would you want your waist to be smaller. It's perfect as it is."

"You kind of get used to them... though it's annoying you can't slouch. As for the waist training one... I bought that one cause it was pretty and on sale. I don't do it up as tight as you're meant to."

You self-consciously played with the hem of your sweater. It was strange having to explain your corsets to someone. Most people assumed you bought them for spicing up your sex life, your ex included. But in truth you bought them because you loved how they looked.

Jungkook quickly washed up the dish, putting it on the drying rack and turned to face you, "There's one I thought was very pretty. It was black with segments of red floral patterns. It looked like it was a halter neck with clasps at the front."

You knew the one he meant. That one was your favourite one. His face lit up when you told him so.

"I can see why...they'd look great with those leather trousers that make your butt look great."

You averted your eyes away from him, the heat in your cheeks growing, "M-maybe I'll let you see me wear it one day... with some makeup too...”

His smile grew to reveal his dimple and you felt a shy smile upon your own lips.

"If you wanted to."

You weren't that confident in your body, preferring to wear baggy clothes to hide yourself. Curse the harsh words that were thrown at you as a child, you still couldn't grow past them. But you could almost imagine the outfit in your mind. The leather trousers and the corset paired with your leather jacket and boots finished off with a light dusting of dark coloured makeup.

You nodded with a touch more confidence.

"I will. One day."

"One day..." He drawled, inching his way closer to you. "Is that day soon?"

You shrugged. "It's a surprise."

His hands came to rest on your waist to draw you closer to him, "Hmm, is that so? I can't wait to see how it would look on you. I bet it would look ten times sexier when you're wearing it."

You hooked your arms around his neck and gave a half-hearted shrug.

"I guess you'll have to wait and see."

He chuckled and pecked you on the lips.

"Don't think about it too hard," you said, mouth quirking into a smirk. "I don't have another pair of trousers for you to change into."

It was his turn to shrug. "I could always take these off. After all, you didn't get to finish your ice dick."

You gasped and lightly pinched the back of his neck.

"In your dreams, Baby."

He kissed your forehead, "For now. I won't rush you into anything. But don't think I've forgotten that I still need to return the favour for what you did the other day."

"You did. You cooked me dinner."

He moved his head beside yours until you could feel the warmth of his breath ghost over the shell of your ear.

"Remember earlier? How good it felt to finally cum? The pleasure, the release." You gulped. "Don't you want to feel that again, but more? That'll be me returning the favour properly."

A shiver travelled down your spine, sorely tempted to take him up on the offer. But god dammit you had already done something sexual today. You weren't some horny fucking teenager.

"H-how ab-bout another day?"

He lifted his head and grinned.

"Whenever you're ready."

Honestly you didn't know where this new side of Jungkook was coming from. You were used to seeing him being confident and sexy on stage. Was this new development his stage persona bleeding into his normal everyday self? Or had he always been like this but was just hiding it? You really couldn't tell. Either way you were going to have to accept that your sweet BunBun was one teasing fucker.

"Pervert."

You couldn't help yourself, it just slipped out.

"Says the girl who writes porn about me."

"It's not porn!"

"It's literary porn."

You stepped back and crossed your arms over your chest.

"Porn is made for people to get off to. My smut serves a difference purpose. You know that."

"Only people who know you or ask know that. I must admit when I read that 'vampire au' oneshot you wrote... it very much seemed like porn to me."

He had read... he had read your very first smut. The smut that you had since deleted. He had read that piece of shit full of errors and tense changes. You wanted to die.

You turned your back to him and covered your face with your hands with an embarrassed squeal. His giggles filled the room and you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders.

"Aww~ is someone embarrassed."

You gave a muffled "yes" and resisted his efforts to turn you around and face him. Once he realised he couldn't get you to face him, he opted for hugging you from behind.

"Jagi~ when are you going to re-upload it?"

"Never."

"Why not~" he whined. "I liked it."

He... liked it?

"It was a piece of garbage. I wanted to rewrite it but I don't have the inspiration like I did before."

"Oh, Jagi~" he sighed, and when he went to peel your hands off your face you let him. "I know the feeling. How disappointing it can be when you want to write but can't. I'm always here if you want some help."

You nodded and turned around. "Chubs has tried to help me but I just can't bring myself to start it again."

He nuzzled into your neck, his breath fanning against the sensitive skin there. "I don't think she can help you the same way I can," and with that he nipped at your neck.

Another shiver went down your spine. Curse your weak points.

"Are... are you suggesting... acting... it out...?"

He hummed, the vibrations going straight through you. "If you think that would help."

Be strong. You had to be strong. Why was he being such a tease? You should've hidden your corsets better. If he hadn't of found them then the entire conversation would've happened.

"So you're a kinky pervert. If only I had known that before agreeing to date you."

"I doubt that would have changed your mind."

What was that supposed to mean? Before you could ask, his lips left your neck and he stepped back leaving you suddenly cold without his warmth. His hand went to his back pocket and pulled out his vibrating phone.

"Ah shit. I forgot I needed to be at the dorm tonight. We have to be up early to film the MV."

And, suddenly, the fangirl in you was awake.

"Really?!" He nodded. "Then go! Go home and get some rest and eat a good dinner or whatever you do the night before a filming."

You'd started ushering him towards the door making him stumble and giggle.

"Cute." He pouted, "Ah, I hate that I'm going to be busy for the next couple of days. Your time is gonna be all taken up soon as well as mine."

You pecked him on the cheek. "I know but ARMY is waiting for you. Now get moving."

You smacked his butt as he bent over to put his shoes on earning you a glare.

"Do that again and I'll stay."

You gave him a sweet smile and picked up Miri who had trotted into the room to say goodbye.

"Miri, say bye to appa."

Jungkook stopped mid way through putting on a timberland to stare at you.

"What?"

"You told her to say bye to appa..."

You smiled. "She's our baby. You said so the day I moved in. You may have corrected yourself, but you were right."

He quickly slipped his foot into the boot and tied the lace. Standing up straight he cradled your face in his hands and peck you on the lips.

"I swear you do something that makes me fall deeper for you every day."

You swore your heart melted into a puddle at your feet.

"I feel the same."

Your lips met again in a sweet tender kiss only to be broken by the feel of something wet against your chin.

"Ew~" you wiped away the spit making Jungkook laugh.

"I don't think our baby likes it when we kiss."

He patted the pup on the head with a smile. You could almost feel the happiness radiating off him.

"Maybe I should move in with you so that I can spend as much time with my two favourite girls as possible."

Your heart rate picked up, "Don't people normally date for a year or two before deciding to move in with each other?"

He laughed when your jaw dropped in shock and cupped your cheek.

"I'm only joking. It's a bit too soon for that."

You scrunched your nose, "If I die of a heart attack I'm blaming you."

He laughed again and with one final kiss, he was waving goodbye with a sweet, "I love you~"

You lifted Miri's paw to wave goodbye.

"We love you too~"

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The Meme and His Tutor

Part 31: The Day Jungkook Got The Best Birthday Present

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Crazy Sexy Cool by Astro

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Summary:

It was the day you finally started your new life in Korea.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 6820

Length: 31/?

A/N: Just a bit of house keeping. We changed the use of Korean. Basically we’ll only write the romanisation of Korean words/sentences when it’s just Jungkook and Y/N. Now that she is in Korea it would be too much work to translate all the things being said. So when around the members, anything in italics is being spoken in English.

Once again, you stood in front of the baggage claim waiting for your suitcase to slowly creep around the carousel and couldn't help but think back to the last time you stood there and how much had changed since. For one, you were now dating the one and only Jeon Jungkook. Two, this was going to be permanent. You wouldn't be returning to England unless for a visit. The ground beneath your feet was your new home- a word that stung when you thought about your childhood and what you'd left behind. But it made your chest tighten in excitement at the thought of making yourself one in Korea with Jungkook by your side.

You smiled at the thought of him waiting for you in arrivals just like the other two times previous. A chuckle slipped past your lips as you wondered if he would keep to the rule of no kissing until you've had at least one proper date. It was a rule you created about a week before you were scheduled to move and you knew the likelihood of him listening to it would be slim. It was his birthday after all. Before you could spend any longer pondering over the birthday boy, your bright yellow Pikachu suitcase rolled around drawing stares from the people around you. They passed over your head as you hauled the character off the conveyer belt and started in the direction of arrivals.

As soon as you stepped through the gate you heard a shout of "Noo- Y/N!" from a very familiar voice. It didn't take long to spot the maknae jumping up and down in the crowd, waving his arms. Your smile grew and before you knew it you were rushing towards him, Pikachu in tow. Your heart thundered against your ribs as you dodged the people who blocked your path.

Finally, only a few paces apart, you abandoned your suitcase in favour of surging forward into your grinning boyfriend's open arms. You squeaked as you felt yourself get lifted off the ground as he spun around in a circle, only stopping to press his lips against yours. You couldn't help but melt against him, not even registering having been placed back on the floor until you broke the kiss to rest your forehead against his.

"You were meant to wait until our first date."

He placed a kiss on your forehead, "It's my birthday, I couldn't help it. And we'll be going on a date later. So I just took my kiss early. I have to make up for missed time. Which is 91 kisses by the way."

You giggled, "You worked out how many days it's been?!"

He nodded, deep brown eyes boring into yours, and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Of course I did. I missed you."

You went up onto your tiptoes to kiss the tip of his nose, "I missed you too Im-ma (Little Shit)." A glance around told you, you were attracting attention since Jungkook was lacking his mask and giving a lot of PDA, "We should get going."

Jungkook grabbed your luggage from where you left it before slipping his hand into yours and giving it a squeeze. Ignoring the murmurs and stares, you made for the exit with your head down but a goofy smile on your face.

"I'll be driving today, so, sorry but you won't be able to fall asleep on me this time," Jungkook explained as he led the way to the car.

"I don't mind. I made sure to sleep on the flight so I'm not really tired."

Jungkook cast you a suspicious glance, well aware of your sleeping troubles, but abandoned it when you gave him a beaming smile.

Once you finally reached the car, which was in the car park, (he had apparently arrived an hour early out of excitement and couldn't park in the pick up layby) he popped the boot and insisted on loading your luggage. With you both buckled up, Jungkook clapped his hands before starting out of the car park.

With the familiar journey taking about an hour, you settled into your seat and shifted to face Jungkook who sang along quietly to a song on the radio. It wasn't long before your journey was paused by a red light. Jungkook took it as an opportunity to lean over the centre console and kiss you on the cheek. His eyes crinkled adorably and you fought the urge to blush. He really did plan on making up for lost time. Which made you remember something.

"Are we really going on a date later?"

He nodded, "A trip down memory lane then dinner. Because you know...it's my birthday so a birthday dinner is needed. I'm twenty in your country now right?"

It was your turn to nod, though a bit sullenly, "I'm sorry I don't have a present for you, I really wanted to-"

"Y/N, you being here is the best present I could ever want."

"What happened to 'Noona'?"

He shot you a cheeky grin. "Were the same age now which means I can drop the honorific and there is nothing you can do about it."

You gave him a sceptical look, "I'm pretty sure that's not how it works."

"That's not how it works if you were Korean. However, you are my lovely girlfriend from a country far away.” He paused to shake his head as if pulling himself out of a daze. “I still can't believe you've moved here."

You sighed, "I still can't believe all what you've done for me. I can't thank you enough, Kookie. I don't know how I'll ever repay you."

He removed his hand off the steering wheel to find yours which rest on your thigh.

"I don't want or need repaying. I just want you."

The light turned green and his hand returned to the steering wheel.

"I think you'll like your new apartment. It should be better than your last one. It's not far from the dorm either so we can visit each other whenever."

"Really?!"

"It's about ten minutes by bus. You'll have to catch the subway to university but it's not far."

Your heart fluttered in your chest. Jungkook would be ten minutes away. For months he'd been half a day away by plane, and now you could walk to see him as and when you pleased. You couldn't help the little happy bounce and clap you did at the news.

Jungkook smirked, "Cute."

"Don't call me cute," you mumbled, the words losing some of their effect because of the smile you couldn't wipe off your face.

The rest of the journey was in relative silence, the two of you simply enjoying each other's company as the radio played song after song in the background. You knew you were nearing your destination when Jungkook pointed out the convenience store you'd gone to in your onesies on your last visit where you...uh, dick kicked a man.... A few small side streets later and Jungkook pulled into an underground car park.

He parked and turned to face you, "Ready to see your new home?"

You chanted 'yes' and climbed out of the car, joining Jungkook at the back to get your suitcase.

With the car locked, he led the way to an elevator and pressed the number to your floor. Jungkook didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around you and pull you into a back hug as you ascended.

"This is fancy."

His face nuzzled into your hair, "You should see your apartment. It's small but awesome."

You tilted your head back against his shoulder to look him in the eye.

"You didn't go overboard did you?"

He simply smiled and kissed your forehead.

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. Taking your hand in one of his and your suitcase in the other, he led you down a corridor to the place you would call home. Your tummy did a little flip when Jungkook suddenly halted in front of a door. He dug around in his jean pocket and pulled out a key, pressing it into the palm of your hand with a grin.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

You took a deep breath before inserting the key into the lock, twisting it until you heard the click of the lock pulling back. Then with a small twist of the handle, the door swung open to reveal your new home. With a hand on your lower back, Jungkook gently urged you forward and you slipped your shoes off in the hallway before heading into what looked like the living room.

All of a sudden, you skidded in your socks on the wooden floor as a shout of 'Welcome home, Y/N' filled the room.

There, in an archway to what looked like a kitchen, stood the members in a row with Jin in the centre holding a small fluffy white dog. Along the walls were boxes of your belongings, sent in advance to be there for your arrival. They were untouched which you were thankful for.

Taehyung, like always, was the first to step forward and engulf you in a hug. You returned the gesture but couldn't stop yourself from peering around his frame, eyes trained on the cloud-like puppy in Jin's arms.

"It's good to see you too, Tae-oppa...but since when did you guys get a dog?"

"A better question would be when did you get a dog?"

Your eyes became wide as saucers as you pulled away from Taehyung to stare at the puppy. Your puppy. Jin stepped forward and handed it over to you.

"Her name is Miri and she's fully trained. Even knows some tricks."

"You got me a do-g?" Your voice broke on the last word making the members chuckle as they nodded.

You stared down at Miri, the perfect size to cradle in your arms just like a baby. She bumped her little black nose against your hand and you gave her ear a scratch. She was adorable. So soft. Jungkook came up beside you, his arms once again around your waist.

"She's a poodle. It's was Namjoon-hyung's idea to get you a dog. Jin-hyung's to get a small poodle."

You thanked them in turn, Jin grinning before turning to say something to Jimin who had his phone out either taking pictures or filming.

Namjoon came over, tickling Miri beneath the chin as he spoke. "I thought you might like a companion for when we're busy with a schedule or on tour."

"I know you prefer cats over dogs," Jungkook piped in, "But Hyung said you'll be able to explore more of your new environment on walks with Miri."

"You make it sound like a video game." You said, checking to see if the door was closed before setting Miri down. She yipped, tail wagging happily as she ran little circles around you.

Jungkook chuckled and gave your waist a squeeze. "I'm glad you like her."

"I love her, thank you." You made sure to thank the members again before stepping out of Jungkook's arms and looking around you.

"Would you like a tour of your new place?"

You nodded, "I want to check to see if everything arrived."

Standing in the living room as you were, all the necessary furniture such as sofa, entertainment centre and bookcase was already in place waiting for you to fill and decorate. Jungkook had said that all there was left to do was put your stamp on the place.

You pulled out your phone on your way over to the stacks of boxes. You had named your boxes and compiled them into a checklist, ticking them off when you saw them stacked before you. However, two boxes were missing. Your heart sank at the thought of them having been lost in transit.

Jungkook noticed your worry. "What's wrong, Jagiya?"

"I'm missing all my Jungkook merch." You turned to him with a frown. "Why did it have to be what I care about and not something stupid like a blender?"

Jungkook looked rather sheepish, "They're not missing... They're at the dorm in my room... I saw the names on the boxes and got curious..."

Your frown turned into a pout and you lightly slapped his arm. "Don't panic me like that! If you were curious you could have asked me!"

Jungkook giggled and grabbed a hold of the sleeve that you swat him with.

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to know what kind of stuff you had beside what you showed me that time you gave me a tour of your old place."

As much as you wanted to be mad at him, you couldn't. It didn't help that his recently dyed black hair made him look younger and thus more adorable.

"Speaking of tours, didn't you offer to give me one of my new home?"

He nodded and turned to his hyungs who were all seated on the sofa fighting for Miri's attention. The poor dog didn't know who to turn to.

"I'm showing Y/N around. Don't annoy Miri."

He pulled at your sleeves, eagerly leading you to where he wanted you to see first.

"This is your kitchen. No door to make it quick to access."

Your mouth formed the shape of an 'o' at the plentiful counter space and double door fridge. The room wasn't huge, but spacious unlike the cramped one at your old apartment where your dinner table was shoved up against a wall when not in use.

Jungkook tapped a hand on the fridge door. "We bought over some leftovers for you but we can go shopping tonight after our date if you need to."

You made a sound of acknowledgement, "Can I see my new bedroom?"

"Uh huh..." He led you to the single door at the end of a short corridor and gestured for you to go ahead.

Opening the door you immediately saw a... king sized bed? Holy cow! Imagine all the starfishing you could do!... But then you noticed the walls...

"Oh god. Pink?! Why the fuck are the walls pink?!"

Jungkook scratched the back of his neck with a grimace.

"I...uh, may have left the painting to Tae-hyung and Hobi-hyung...and never specified a particular colour..."

You sighed and flopped down on the bed. The mattress was so comfortable.

He giggled when you sighed in contentment. "Come on, let's see the bathroom. I think you'll like the renovations I had done."

That piqued your interest. "Renovations?"

He nodded to the door and you got to your feet, eagerly following him into the bathroom. You felt like you were about to cry tears of joy when you saw it. A bathtub. You finally had a bathtub again.

"Normally Korean apartments don't have these unless they're high end ones. And since I couldn't get you a high end apartment, I still wanted to make sure you could experience some luxury."

You practically threw yourself at Jungkook making him stumble back against the sink as he caught you in his arms.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" You chanted, squeezing him tight and planting a kiss on his cheek.

He chuckled and gave you a fleeting kiss, "Come on, we gotta get going. We're on a schedule."

"What about the members and Miri?"

"Going back to the dorm. Miri too. We'll pick her up after dinner."

Jungkook made for the door but you grabbed his hand and pulled him back at the last second.

He looked at you with wide eyes. "What is it?"

"I want to tell you something..."

He nodded for you to go on. You hesitated for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and looking him in his beautiful deep brown eyes.

"I love you."

His eyes widened a fraction in shock before he broke out into a giant grin. His hands came up to hold your face as he leant down, kissing you firmly. You could feel him smiling against your lips and then he pulled away.

"I love you too, Jagiya. Jesus, I've been wanting to hear you say that in person for so long."

"I'm sorry I didn't choose a better place than the bathroom."

He shook his head with a chuckle and booped his nose against yours "You're adorable."

Just as you went to protest, he cut you off with the briefest brush of his lips before pulling you out of the bathroom and into the living room. Miri yipped as soon as she saw you, her tail wagging up a storm.

"Why is she like that towards me already?"

Namjoon cleared his throat, "We may have put one of your hoodies in her bed so she could get used to your scent. The green one full of holes."

"That was a really good idea," You said, kneeling so the fluffy pup could place her front paws on your thighs. You gave her a quick kiss on the head before getting back to your feet.

"Are you two going on your date now?" Hoseok wondered, shrugging on a bomber jacket in preparation to leave.

You nodded while Jungkook gave a verbal answer of "Ye."

Yoongi patted you on the shoulder, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"That doesn't cut out much," You giggled.

The room filled with laughter and you gave a small yelp when Jungkook sneakily poked your side. You shot him a 'look' which he returned with a wink before disappearing into the hallway.

He came back with a retractable dog lead and attached it to the purple collar around Miri's neck then handed it to Jimin.

"Take good care of our baby, hyung."

To say you were shook would be an understatement. Jungkook noticed and immediately started trying to backtrack.

"I mean my Jagi's baby. Not our baby. We don't have joint ownership. Though the little cloud is adorable, I already have my own Cloud back in Busan."

The members all shared a look, pressing their lips together to hold back the laughter you knew threatened to break out of each of them. They must be on their best behaviour.

To diffuse some of the awkwardness, you went into the hallway and slipped your shoes on. Jungkook followed suit and minutes later you were riding the elevator back down to the car park sporting matching red cheeks.

"So... uh... where are we heading?" You wanted to break the silence, it was his birthday and you wouldn't let it become awkward.

Jungkook gave you a grateful smile, "I would say it's a surprise. But I have a feeling you might be fed up with surprises by now." You nodded. "We're going to the fairground. The one we went to on your first visit. There's something I just have to do."

Excitement bubbled up inside you, spilling out in the form of a short high pitched squeal.

"Really?! You're not going to try and win me more plushies are you? Otherwise there won't be any room for me in bed!"

The doors opened and you practically skipped back to the car.

"Winning plushies is part of the fun, but there's something really specific I want to do that I refuse to spoil."

You pouted, "Can you at least tell me how you plan to make up for the 91 days of missed time?"

He opened the car door for you and you climbed in. You watched as he closed the door and made his way around to the other side and got in.

"I'm going to give you 10 kisses every day for the next 9 days then on the 10th day I'm going to give you a minimum of 2 kisses."

You leaned back against the headrest as you laughed. God, your cheeks were beginning to hurt from the all smiling you were doing and it was probably only going to get worse.

"That's so many!"

"I know."

He turned the key in the ignition and set the car into reverse, holding onto the back your headrest with one hand as he glanced over his shoulder and backed out of the space.

You turned your head to press your lips to the inside of his wrist.

"It's a good job I like kissing you then."

His face tinted bright red, "Y-you d-d-do?"

An "aw" slipped past your lips at his stutter.

"Of course BunBun. Why wouldn't I?"

He shifted slightly, eyes trained forward as he concentrated on joining a main road.

"Because I have a thin top lip..."

"Your lips are perfect just the way they are. All lips are beautiful whether fuller like Namjoon-Oppa’s or thinner like yours." He pouted. "Though your lips are thicker than most guys I know back in England. They have the dreaded 'thin white people lips'."

He tried to hold his pout but you watched as it wavered and broke into chuckles.

"So no more being mean about your pretty lips," you scolded. "For every bad word you speak about them I'll take off 1 kiss from the 91."

He shrugged, "That won't stop me from kissing you though."

You crossed your arms, it was your turn to pout. How on earth could you convince the boy that his lips were perfect just like the rest of him…? Then an idea came to mind.

"Whenever I did fanart of you, I always looked forward to doing your lips. In my reference pictures they always look so plump and soft."

The corners of his mouth twitched, threatening to split into a smile.

"A-are they as soft and plump as you imagined?" He teased, cheeks tinging a faint pink.

You smiled, "They're better than I imagine."

He choked and you became worried about having this conversation while driving as you felt the car veer left slightly. Jungkook slapped a hand against his chest, coughing to clear his throat.

"I-I-I guess t-that's good..."

You hummed in agreement, thinking of a way to redirect the conversation.

"Kookie, what am I gonna do about my pink bedroom?"

He seemed to think for a moment, "We'll pick up some new paint tomorrow and redecorate."

"Okay. But after that you're not allowed in my bedroom until after our third date."

You hit a red light which he used as an opportunity to face you.

"Why?"

"’Cause... it's improper to let you in before then..."

He ran a hand through his hair, drawing your attention to how dark it was and handsome he looked.

"Okay... but does this apply to my bedroom too? Because you’ve slept in my bed for a week straight already."

Memories flashed before your mind's eyes, of onesies, his exposed chest and cuddles.

"Uuuh... I guess not... since that's a space we shared when we were just friends."

He nodded, catching onto what you implied.

"Okay. Whatever you're comfortable with is fine by me." The light turned amber and he faced the front again. "Is there anything else I should know?"

"Yeah, you're fucking adorable when you're flustered."

This only sent him into another coughing fit. The car began to drift across the white line separating the lanes again when he wiped his eyes with a sleeve. Your hand instinctively shot out to hold the wheel.

"C-can you-u even d-drive?!" He coughed out.

"No! If I knew you'd get emotional and lose the ability to steer I wouldn't have said anything."

Jungkook placed his hand back on the wheel and you let go with a relieved sigh.

"I'm not emotional. My spit went down the wrong pipe."

"I don't care what excuses you come up with just get us there in one piece!"

A wave of deja vu washed over you as you walked through the main entrance of the fairground. The familiar tune of the song Jungkook had written for you drifted to your ears and you peered up to find Jungkook smiling at you. He must've been humming it.

"So what are we gonna do?"

He took your hand, "Enjoy ourselves without having to hide behind masks. Literally and figuratively."

"What if someone spots us?"

"I'll politely ask them not to post the picture online. If they're an ARMY and saw my video where I ask for respect then they won't."

You squeezed his hand, nerves setting in as it dawned on you that this was your first public outing as a couple.

"Don't worry Jagi. It'll be fine. I'm glad we're not hiding. It means I can take more pictures of your beautiful face."

Colour rose to your cheeks at the compliment and you began in the direction you remembered the shooting game was last time. It may be Jungkook's birthday, but you had no plan to go easy on him. You jumped for joy when you saw the booth was still there. Maybe you could win Jungkook a birthday present or two. You didn't protest when Jungkook paid for your go, alongside his, having already made a mental note to treat him to dinner since it was his day.

"Watch and learn, KooKoo. This is how you use a rifle."

You swiftly loaded a pellet into the chamber before aiming and pulling the trigger, successfully knocking the first target. The next five were just as successful, letting you choose a prize.

The man in charge of the stall gave a cry of joy and you shot Jungkook a smug smile.

"Choose a prize, Ko-"

"How the...?!" He grumbled, eyes fiercely scanning the targets as if they would reveal to him what your secret was. He sighed, after a moment, and pointed to a large brown monkey. He hugged the stuffed toy to his chest and turned to you.

"Can you teach me?"

You passed him the gun and he handed you the monkey.

"I'll talk you through it. First use the sight at the end of the rifle to aim. You want your target to be between the two lines. With these targets you want to hit them in the centre to make sure they are actually knocked down. Aim too low and they don't budge. Aim too high and you run the risk of missing due to recoil."

He nodded, shifting the weapon as he followed your instruction. It took him a second to feel confident with his aim before pulling the trigger and lowering the gun to check his performance. It wasn’t perfect. But it was an improvement on how he shot the last time.

Being the competitive person he was, he shook his head with a sigh at the result before shooting the five other targets making sure his aim was spot on. You had to chuckle. He looked so serious.

"How well the aim is depends on the vendor who runs the booth. I've come across a few who have rigged the game so that the sight is off centre."

Jungkook put the gun down and looked to the vendor who was oblivious to your words, possibly not familiar with speaking English. The man pointed to a shelf of smaller toys and you too picked a monkey tiny enough to fit in one hand.

"Aw, it's small and adorable like you Jagi." He cooed, poking the toy and then your cheek.

“Yah!” You bat his hand away and handed him his giant monkey. “Yours is a muscle monkey like you.”

Jungkook pretended to make the stuffed animal flex and kiss its biceps. You rolled your eyes and took his hand, pulling him away from the stall.

He laughed and let you pull him along, "I think I should choose what we do next since I'm the birthday boy."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Jungkook stopped to scan the grounds, eyes widening when something caught his attention.

"I want to go on that."

You followed his gaze and squinted at something in the distance. "Is that a ghost train?"

"Ye."

You looked up at him in fear, "You've gotta be shitting me. I'm sorry but me and jump scares don't mix well."

"I’m here to protect you!" You hesitated, refusing to walk over to it. He pouted and gave your hand a tug. "But it's my birthday! Please? Just for me?"

God damn those puppy eyes of his. You couldn't say no to them. So, with a sigh, you gave in.

"Fine. But if I hit you in reaction to a scare it won't be my fault."

He whooped and took off towards the ride, you grumbling along behind him.

After queuing up for a short while, you took a seat beside Jungkook in the rickety looking cart. You lifted his arm, placing it around your shoulder so you could bury your face in his chest if need be.

"When I'm scared I sing or hum or make little noises. Maybe doing the same might help to ease you, Jagi."

A small smile graced your lips, "I do that when I'm scared too."

He giggled and pulled you closer against his side, dropping a kiss on the crown of your head as the ride operator went back to the booth to start it.

"Monkey and I will look after you." He mumbled as the cart jerked forward.

The ride didn't last as long as you expected, but it still scared you shitless. You spent the majority of the time with your face buried in Jungkook's monkey’s soft fur, whimpering whenever something brushed past you or there was an unfamiliar noise.

Jungkook laughed the entire time, and you didn't hesitate to beat him with your tiny monkey when finally safe off the ride.

"Yah! Yah yah! Stop it Jagi!" He protested while laughing.

You didn't stop.

"Can't believe you had me go through that!"

He grabbed hold of you and pulled you into a hug, "It wasn't that bad was it?"

His only answer was you blankly staring up at him, face utterly serious.

"Well I think you'll enjoy what's next... if I've timed it right."

Intertwining his fingers with your he led you through the fair again until you stood in front of a familiar Ferris wheel.

"Are we going to watch the fireworks again?"

He nodded and wordlessly paid for your ride. You both clambered into the car, Jungkook climbing in first then giving you a hand.

Unlike the last time where you sat beside him, mentally freaking out over the fact that you were in a tiny enclosed space with Jeon Jungkook, you relaxed against his side. He tangled your fingers together again, resting them on his thigh, as the car slowly began to ascend into the air.

"So when are the fireworks gonna start?" You asked, turning towards him only to find him already facing you.

"Right about... now." He leant further towards you with each word, his voice hushing to a whisper with every syllable.

And almost as if the pyrotechnic had heard him, the first firework went off of Jungkook's lips firmly pressed against your own. Your free hand found it's way to his cheek, holding him in place until you had to pull away due to shortness of breath. Your eyes had barely fluttered open before he kissed you again, lips stretching into a smile making your teeth knock together clumsily.

He pulled away with a giggle, whispering an apology. "I've been wanting to do that for fucking ages... I was originally planning to confess to you on here... but I'm glad I waited."

You smoothed your thumb against his flushed cheek.

"I'm glad you did too...I would have probably freaked out."

He frowned, "Why?"

"I didn't exactly know how I felt about you back then... and we hadn't known each other very long."

The deafening bang of a firework bursting into colour made you flinch. Jungkook chuckled and kissed your forehead, something you'd noticed he seemed to like doing.

"I'm definitely glad I didn't rush."

His arm wrapped around your waist while his other hand coaxed you to rest your head on his shoulder. It was nice. The silence was filled by the sound of the fireworks, erasing the need to fill it with conversation that might've ruined the moment. A sudden drowsiness came over you, encouraged by the gentle movements of the car as you descended. You could have fallen asleep on Jungkook's shoulder if it wasn't for the fact the ride came to an end and you were forced off.

"Come on, Jagi. Let's go for dinner. Can't have you falling asleep with an empty stomach."

You nodded, head feeling slightly heavy as you struggled to get back to full awareness. Before you knew it your legs were being swept from beneath you, your arms instinctively wrapping around Jungkook as he lifted you. A small yelp slipped through your lips and you clutched the back of Jungkook's jacket with one hand while the other held his giant monkey.

"Kookie! Put me down!"

"Nope. I said that I would treat you like a goddess and that's what I plan to do."

You shook your head, trying to hide your growing smile.

"What would your future wife think? There's nothing above a goddess."

He began walking away from the Ferris wheel, casting a quick glance your way.

"To be honest, I'm not sure if I want to get married. The idea never really appealed to me before."

"You're young. You have plenty of time to consider it."

You could feel the rumble of his chest as he laughed. "Why do you still talk to me like you're older? We're the same age Y/N."

There was clear mirth in his voice making you smile.

"Only for a month. And then you're back to being my sweet little shit of a dongsaeng."

He smirked, "Then I'm going to have to make the most of the next 57 days."

"You COUNTED?!"

"A good boyfriend should know when his girlfriend's birthday is so he can properly prepare." He stated then apologised as he shouldered his way through a crowd of teens towards the main exit.

"Let's not talk about my birthday since it's so far away...where are you taking us for your birthday meal?"

"Just a little place. Nowhere fancy.”

The restaurant was definitely little, comprised of tiny brown painted windows and a matching door. Flower pots sat on the pavement boasting flowers in beautiful bright hues. If it wasn't for the chalkboard easel outside welcoming people inside then you would have mistaken the building for a house.

"What's this place?" You asked as he opened the door.

"Jin-Hyung took me here when I first moved to Seoul. Without him showing me round and helping me to settle in, I probably would've gone back to Busan."

Before you could reply an elderly gentleman shuffled into view, a server's apron tied around his middle. His eyebrows shot into his receding hairline when he noticed the two of you stood waiting.

"Ah, Jungkookie! Happy birthday!"

Jungkook's cheeks reddened as he bowed his head politely, "Thank you Ajusshi."

"I never thought I'd see the day where you'd come here with a lady friend in tow."

"This is my girlfriend, Y/N- Noona." Jungkook gave your hand a squeeze and you too gave a polite bow. "She just moved from the UK this morning to study in Korea."

"Ah," the man said, reaching out to shake your hand. "I wish you two many days of happiness."

It was your turn for your cheeks to flush red, "Thank you, sir."

"Oh~! Polite! You should keep her. Not many beautiful girls have an equally beautiful personality like this one." He grinned giving Jungkook two menus and leading you to a table before you could protest, hurrying off after taking your drinks order.

"What's good here?" You asked Jungkook after a few minutes of scanning the menu.

"Did you see the vegetarian section at the back?" He flipped through a couple pages and pointed to a list you happened to miss. "Jin-hyung likes the dububuchim-yangnyeomjang (pan-fried tofu with spicy sauce), but everything they serve is tasty."

"Do they have a non-spicy version?"

Jungkook chuckled, "You and your sensitive palette. Guess it can't be helped since you grew up in the country of bland food."

You lightly slapped his wrist, although he was right.

He continued, "I'm sure they'll do a non-spicy version for you. The staff here are really nice."

The man came back with a little notepad, his grin ever present.

"So, what will the lovely couple be having tonight?"

Jungkook took your menu and handed it to the man along with his own, "I'll be having the usual, and my Jagi will have the dububuchim-yangnyeomjang but with a sauce that isn't spicy. She's sensitive to spices since the British don't know how to season their food."

"A lot of Korean food has some kind of spice," he said with a chuckle, jotting down the orders. "You'll have to toughen your taste buds."

You laughed along with him. "I'm working on it."

"I'll give you a glass of milk on the house if you're willing to try a slightly spicy sauce."

You tapped your chin, pretending to consider it, "Hmm... I'll have to pass for now, maybe next time."

He smiled and waddled off again, shouting the orders to whoever was cooking in the kitchen.

You turned back to Jungkook who had been watching the interaction with a smile just wide enough to show his dimple.

"What?" You wondered, taking a sip of your drink. "Why are you smiling at me like that?"

"I'm just... I can't... This is the best birthday ever."

You arrived back at your apartment stuffed from dinner and erring on the side of exhaustion. You'd planned to only make a quick stop at the dorm to pick up Miri and your missing merch, but the members wanted to know about your date and catch up a little more since you hadn't had the chance to earlier on in the day. Jungkook was pouting like a petulant child as he carried the boxes into your apartment while you carried a sleeping Miri. He was still annoyed you had paid for dinner.

"You should've let me pay."

"Am I not allowed to treat my boyfriend to a meal on his birthday?"

He placed the boxes down beside the others and came over to you, encircling his arms around your waist.

"But you should save your money."

"Yah! Watch out for Miri," you wiggled slightly to make sure she wasn't getting crushed between the two of you. "And one meal isn't going to majorly dent my finances."

Jungkook lightly ran a hand through the fluffiness of Miri's coat, stopping when she shifted to nuzzle her face against your arm.

"Okay, I'm sorry." He mumbled. "Thank you for my meal. It tasted better because my beautiful Jagi paid for it."

You leaned up and nuzzled your nose against his, "That's more like it."

"Are you sure the birthday boy can't sleep in your bed with you?" He asked, forehead resting against your own, eyes fluttering shut.

"I'm sure."

He pulled away with a shrug, "It was worth a shot."

Making his way over to the front door, he made sure he had his keys and phone on him. You followed him over.

"Have a safe journey back home."

"Will do. Text me when you wake up and I'll come over to help unpack."

You nodded and Jungkook pulled the front door open. He suddenly turned on his heel and once again cupped your cheeks to draw you in for a sweet kiss. Honestly, as sweet and innocent as they were, they were becoming addictive. You doubted you'd ever get over the feeling of his lips against yours. He broke the kiss with a small smile.

"I love you, Y/N. Thank you for moving all this way for me. No amount of money or gifts could ever repay you for giving up your life back in your home country. But I will try my best to help you build a life here. With me."

You swallowed down the lump that was slowly forming in your throat. "And thank you for the opportunity to be here... you'll never understand how much it means to me." You pecked him on the corner of the mouth.

"Thank you for my new beginning. I love you, BunBun."

After Jungkook left you had set Miri down on your new bed, glaring at the walls whenever they caught your eye. You were quick to take your PJs out of your suitcase, wanting to test out the new silk sheets Jungkook had picked out for you. They felt just as expensive as they looked. And they were red! He'd well and truly spoiled you.

With all the lights off except a bedside lamp, you snuggled up to Miri and ran a hand through her fluffy coat. God, she was so soft.

"Goodnight, Miri. Tomorrow our adventure begins."

A/N: Sorry for the delay, life got in the way.

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