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upinthestarsx3 · 6 years ago

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Off Limits (m) pt 5

Professor!Reader x College Student!Jungkook au

Genre: short series|smut|mostly angst|fluff|au

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: Langauge, mature content, domjungkook, some physical fighting, a little domestic violence if you squint (not reoccurring) and this chapter is a little more dark than we’ve seen in previous chapters.

Summary: You’re fresh out of college having just received your masters degree in Math. You begin working at a nearby college and meet your headstrong student, Jungkook. After a drunk hookup; things get complicated.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

A/N: sorry this took so long! I hope you’re still interested and I hope you enjoy.

“You really should call before you show up.” Are the first words to come out Jungkook’s mouth as he eyes his mother’s small frame.

“Well I was in the neighborhood and I figured I would check on you.” She replies, unaffected by his cold tone. When you look up at her you realize she’s already staring back through thick wooden framed glasses.

“Jungkook who is she and why isn’t she wearing pants?�� Her eyes still grilling you as she speaks as though you aren’t in the room.

“Go put on clothes, y/n.” Jungkook whispers from behind you and you quickly run to his room.

You’re already dressed by now but you don’t dare leave his room,

“Is that your girlfriend?” You put your ear to the door and listen to his mom rip the both of you apart with words.

“Mom, mind your busin-“

“Don’t you dare! Your father and I have done everything for you! Everything! We got you a beautiful apartment, enrolled you in college so you wouldn’t be a loser; and here you are with a half naked hooker in your apartment. Is that what you do now, Jungkook?”

“Get the fuck out!” He explodes, you feel your eyes widen and your first instinct is to open the door and calm him down- but you stay put.

“I wonder when you’ll grow up and stop being a disappointment.” Her words cut like knives; the minute you hear the front door open and close, you emerge from his bedroom.

He’s quiet as he sits at his kitchen table. His head drooped low and you can hear his heavy breaths and sniffles. You frown at his disheveled appearance as you slowly approach him.

“Kookie?” You whisper, placing a soft hand on his lower back. He jumps, clearly unaware that you’d even left his room. He uses his sleeves to wipe his tears and lets out a chuckle before mumbling,

“I wonder what’s taking our delivery so long?”

“Don’t joke.” You tell him sternly. As much as you loved his playful attitude, you learned that it was almost always a facade.

“I, um-“ he stops as his eyes begin to water, “I don’t want to talk about it.” He finishes, rubbing his hands together and bouncing his leg, another habit you noticed he did when he was anxious.

You bring your hand to cradle his cheek, just like he’d done to you when you were sad,

“It’s okay, you don’t have to.” And with that, you pull him into a hug, one that he clearly needed. In no time his head was on your shoulder as he cried. He hugged you so tight you were sure you’d run out of oxygen, but you couldn’t pull away from him, not when he needed you like this.

He finally releases you, his red swollen eyes looking into yours,

“I really like you being here.”

“I like being here too.” You admit.

“I think I might lov-“ you know what’s coming next, but before he can finish, the doorbell rings again; and you’re grateful for it.

“Delivery!” You hear a person shout from behind the door.

“Finally.” Both of you cheer in unison.

The night passes by too quickly, you’re not sure how you can possibly survive on three hours of sleep and teach hours worth of math to lazy college students.

“Good morning.” He sings, arms wrapped around your waist, nuzzling his face into the back of your neck.

“Morning.” Your greet him with a smile, “You must be in a much better mood today.”

“I am.” He whispers in a lower tone. His arms around you tighten and you feel his erection press against you from behind.

“No.” Is all you say.

“Come on.” He whines, dragging the last word.

You don’t budge, “I have to be on campus in an hour and a half, Jungkook.”

“What happened to, Kookie?” You can hear the humor in his voice at the use of your inside joke, and it makes you laugh. You turn around to give him a quick kiss before pulling him off of the bed and forcing him to get ready for his day as well.

Once you’re on campus, you rush to your desk and let out a breath of air. You hadn’t even been able to think about all that has happened in such a short period of time lately.

Your first class flies by quickly; which is odd considering they were your least favorite class. You pull out a stack of ungraded papers and get to work, not a grade above 55 yet. You angrily began ranting to yourself,

“Wrong.”

“What the fuck? Wrong!”

“Miss, y/n. How are you?” You hear a familiar voice speak from your doorway, and you jump, your red pen falling to the ground and your eyes wide opened; embarrassed that he might’ve seen your outburst.

“Oh! Professor Kim! How are you?” You ask with a large smile. He was the head of the art department, and you had a hard time wrapping your head around how someone so important could be so humble.

“Ah, please, you know I hate when colleagues call me that, Jin is fine.”

“That’s right, I always forget that.” You stutter unknowingly, he just smiles before questioning,

“Do you want to be a judge for this art show I am having? I’ve collected some work from students; just some paintings, photography, sculptures- I remember you saying you like that sort of stuff. What do you think?”

“Oh my God! I would love that! It’s so nice that you remembered that.” You say without realizing. You begin to blush but he just chuckles,

“How could I not? I think it’s super attractive when a woman is passionate about something. I’ll text you details, later?” He gives a little smirk and doesn’t wait for a response before he walks towards the exit. You follow his every step until he leaves and then your eyes lock onto another angry pair in the doorway, belonging to Jungkook.

“Hi, Jungkook. Can I help you?” You ask sternly; all while secretly motioning for him to come in and close the door behind him. When he finally does as he’s told, you jump to your feet and skip over to him,

“Sorry, the professor next door is very nosey. I have to put on a show, just incase.” You explain, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning forward to nibble on his lips. He gives you a slight push backwards and he places his hands on his hips.

“What was that?” He wonders. His voice laced with sadness, looking down at you while you pretend to be confused. He continues to stare you down; waiting for you to explain yourself.

“So, I’m not allowed to talk to my coworkers?” You demand.

“Y/N...”

“Jungkook go. You don’t have my class for another 30 minutes.”

“If it’s nothing then why are you being so defensive?” He pushes further,

“Jungkook this is literally a high school age argument and-“

“It’s not an argument at all.”

“You know I hate it when you cut me off.” You shout,

“Then don’t say stupid shit!” He shouts back.

You both grill each other another 10 seconds before falling into fits of giggles, as usual.

He pulls you to his chest and wraps an arm around your waist- using the other hand to lift your chin as he gazes into your eyes.

“I trust you, you know. I don’t trust many people.” He admits. You just nod your head, eyes flickering to his puffy lips before he playfully rubs his nose against yours,

“I trust you.” He repeats, more to himself this time,

“Not so sure about Professor Kim, though.” He continues, pulling you closer to him and leaving a kiss on your lips.

“Mine.” He grunts, hands trailing down to squeeze your butt. You let out a light moan when he pushes himself against you, your pink polka dot dress rising with each soft thrust. He lowers his hands further down to reach your thighs and lift you up, you wrap your legs around his waist and allow him to bring you to your desk. He pushes a stack of graded papers onto the floor where they scatter.

You let out a whine and push his chest, “Kookie.”

“Shh.” He threatens, placing you lightly onto your desk without letting you go. His arms stay wrapped around your waist, his face stuffed in your neck as you allow him to breathe you in.

“I love you.” He whispers with a small voice. It’s almost like he knew you wouldn’t answer. Instead, you just hold him tighter. You feel him pull up your dress until it’s above your waist. He softly and slowly rubs himself against you. He’s hardening beneath his pants with each thrust and you bring your palm to rub his bulge, but he quickly shoves your hand away. Jungkook unbuttons his jeans, and allows his cock to spring free against his stomach.

You throw your head back and try to contain your squeals when you feel him push your underwear to the side and tease your entrance.

Frustrated at his lack of urgency, and the fact that time seemed to be running out, you begged, “Fuck me, Kookie.”

“No.” Is all he says, pressing the head of his cock against your clit.

“S-stop playing around. Please.” You spit.

“You want me to fuck my professor in a classroom? What do you think, I’m some horny teenage boy with a fetish?” He jokes.

You lean up on your elbows and stare him down, “You love to ruin good moments, don’t you?” He laughs at your anger and pushes you back down. Your frown quickly fades when you hear him tear something open- knowing it was a condom.

You get no warning when he enters your pussy, slamming into you and moaning a little louder each time you clench around him.

“Faster, Kookie.” You hiss. But instead, he slows down,

“Beg.”

“Please go faster. Make me cum. Make me feel good.” You’ve never begged for anything in your life, but for Jungkook, you’d make an exception.

Without another word, he does as he’s told, wrapping his arms around your thighs for a better grip, and fucking you as fast as his body would allow him. You ignore the screeching sounds the desk made with each thrust; and focused on how much Jungkook praised you each time he heard you moan.

He brings a thumb to your clit and lightly presses on it, before rubbing it softly, knowing how crazy it made you.

“Cum, baby.” He encourages, and you do; exhaling loudly into his neck while holding him down with you.

When you finally release him he walks to the other side of the desk where your head is; lightly tugging on you and pulling you back until your head is hanging off of the table, and you’re face to face with his hard dick.

“Open up.” He sings, slapping his cock against your face before rubbing his tip against your lips; generously spreading his pre cum over them. You lick your lips and open your mouth wide for him.

“Tap my legs three times if it’s too much, okay?” He mumbled, not waiting for you to answer back before he slides himself in. Your hands held each side of your desk while you try to concentrate on his movements so you wouldn’t gag.

“Fuck, y/n.” His voice is barely audible. His head is thrown far back, making only his adam’s apple visible to you from where you are. Without warning, he snaps his hips forward, allowing his cock to slip past the back of your tongue and to your throat. The sound of your gag fills the room as you feel your entire body tighten and relax again.

“I’m gonna remember the sound of you gagging around my cock for the rest of my life.” He mutters while looking down at you. You let out a chuckle and look back up at him with watery eyes. His hands that were on his hips now land on each side of your neck, slowly sliding himself back in again.

You feel the hands around your neck tighten as he begins to speed up; and your gagging only seems to encourage him. One of his hands unwraps itself from your neck to travel south of your body; his fingers timelessly find your seconds lips and he begins playing with your clit.

“I’m gonna cum.” He finally admits and your jaw is grateful for it. Your hips squirm on the table as you cum for a second time. Then warm liquid fills your mouth and slides down your cheek as Jungkook slowly fucks your face until he rides out his orgasm.

He pulls out and grabs a few tissues from the tissue box that had been thrown onto the floor.

“Thanks.” You stutter shyly as he cleaned you up; fixing your underwear and your dress so that you looked appropriate. He then walks over the windows, lifting each one up just a little for some air.

The only sound heard in the large classroom is the strong wind. The two of you hadn’t uttered a word in five minutes. Was he upset with you already? Did you do something wrong? His mood swings were something you’d never get used to.

Once he is finished helping you pick up everything that was tossed from your desk; he sits across you. He’s sat his usual seat as he waits for people to begin filling the classroom; in hope of relieving both of you of the awkward tension you’d been sitting through for the past few minutes.

“Look- I don’t want to ruin the moment but-“

“Then don’t, Kookie.” You shut him out instantly, but he goes on anyway,

“I told you that I loved you,” he says with a small voice, his leg bouncing up and down again as he twirls his thumbs.

“I.. I know.”

“It’s not like I expect you to say it back but... I don’t know why I’m even surprised. You’ve made it clear to me that I’ll never come before anything.”

“Kookie, that’s not fair.” You complain, but you smack your lips shut when Jimin and another one of your students, Taehyung walk in. You remember Jungkook telling you about Taehyung, and how they used to be best friends but they, ‘kind of just grew apart.’ In his words; but you always knew there was more to that story.

“Good morning, y/n.” Taehyung says casually, earning a hard slap from your other student, Jimin. You see the flash of sheer panic on his face; almost like he’s told a secret he knew he shouldn’t have.

“Ouch, Jimin! What was that for? Me and y/n are friends, she’s cool with all of the students, right, Kookie?” He smirks, his playful attitude not sitting well with Jungkook.

“Why don’t you know when enough is enough, huh?” Jungkook snaps, standing to his feet with pursed lips and clenched fists; clearly still angry from the conversation you two were in the middle of just moments ago.

“Calm down, Kookie. You know I won’t tell. I just wanna know what I have to do to get a turn.” He sends a wink your way and you try your best to stay quiet and not cry on the spot.

This was it, you thought. You’d been given so many chances to stop this, to tell him to find someone else, but no; and now here you are.

When you see Jimin exhale loudly and bury his face into his hands, you knew he opened his mouth to Taehyung about you and Jungkook. At this point the class is filling up with other students, whom are trying to get a glimpse of the fight between the two ex best friends.

“Taehyung.” Jungkook warns, his jaw shut tight and sending a glare his way. Taehyung puts both of his hands in the air,

“Okay, okay.” He complies with a wicked smile, flopping down onto his chair next to Jimin, whom still hid his face from both you and Jungkook.

The entire class is filled with awkward tension and anger towards you, since you decided on giving them a pop quiz for the behavior they all showed today.

40 minutes later you find yourself googling ways to write a resignation letter until you realize class was over in less than a minute.

“Place your quizzes on my desk on your way out.” You spoke emotionlessly, your thoughts filled with dread and regret.

“Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin will you three please stay a few minutes?” You ask as the rest of the class curiously files out of the classroom. You follow the last student to the door and close it softly behind him. When you finally turn around; you’re faced with three sorry looking men.

“I’m so sorry; to all of you. I didn’t mean to start dram-“ Jimin pleads, but Jungkook cuts in with fire in his eyes.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” He roars, marching to Jimin until he’s towering over him, his shoulders visibly becoming broader with each deep breath he took.

“He’s not gonna tell!” Jimin tries to defend himself but this just frustrates him further. He takes another step forward and throws an unexpected fist to Jimin’s face. He falls to the ground with a loud thud and stares back at Jungkook with a pained expression. Before Jimin can even get another word out, Jungkook is speed walking over to Taehyung and the next thing you know- the two of them are going at it.

You take a step forward towards the two stuck in a wrestling match when you notice sprinkles of blood on the floor.

“Kookie, stop!” You cry out, not wanting the chaos to grab the attention of anyone that might be nearby. Yet- the fight ensues anyway. You’re stuck listening to the sounds of t-shirts tearing, shoes screeching against the freshly waxed floors, and heavy breathing.

“I said stop!” You freak out, pulling Jungkook by the back of his ripped shirt to separate them, but he quickly turns his body towards you and shoves you backwards, leaving your lower back throbbing from the impact it made with your desk.

Needless to say, the fight comes to an end, but you aren’t Jungkook’s main concern right now,

“Fuck. You.” Jungkook mumbles through clenched teeth, pointing a finger at Taehyung, who looks just as angry,

“I trusted you.” He speaks up again, blinking away the tears that were bound to fall.

“And I trusted you, Jungkook.” Taehyung replies calmly, a 180 attitude from the rude behavior he displayed during class.

You let a deep breath of frustration without realizing, and three boys turn their head towards you,

“I’m sorry, Professor. I won’t tell. I was just trying to make Jungkook upset.” You frown at that. Yet another person you had to trust to keep a secret; and you two hadn’t even been together for very long.

All you can manage is a simple nod and a small, “thank you.”

Jimin and Taehyung walk to the door, still mumbling their apologies; but you shut them out. You stare daggers into Jungkook’s back as he faces away from you with hands on his hips.

“Your anger, Kookie; it’s out of hand.” You whisper just barely loud enough for him to hear and he turns to face you,

“What?” He questions, searching your face for any clue that might tell him that you aren’t being serious right now.

“You scare me when you are angry.”

“I don’t understand. I was protecting us!” He explodes, taking a step forward but in return, you take one back.

“Baby... Not you too. Not you.” He breaks. His cries meet your ears but you stand your ground. There was just so much of Jungkook that you didn’t know, and it really did worry you.

“What happened between you and Taehyung?” You press,

“Nothing, y/n. It doesn’t concern you.”

“You said you trusted him and he said he trusted you too; so what happened?”

“What did I just say? Huh?” He raises his voice again.

“Don’t talk to me like that, Jungkook. You’re always acting like such a little freaking boy!” He lets out a chuckle and combs his fingers through his hair,

“Oh, I’m a little boy now? Well you’re fucking this ‘little boy’ so what does that make you?” His snarl makes your insides turn, you can’t believe the words that just came out of his mouth,

You grab your bag and begin skipping out the room in a hurry, “We are through. I’m picking up my things tonight; and I NEVER want you speak to me again!” When you reach the door, you take one last look back at him, and yet again he looks unfazed by your outburst. Giving you a small smile he explains,

“We are over when I say we’re over.”

A/N: Did this chapter trigger your anxiety cause it did for me while writing. I don’t know when the next update will be but I promise not to wait another month lmao.

Part 6

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btsfanficss · 8 years ago

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Stay Professional! Final

NSFW! Work AU! Explicit smut, some fluff and slight angst? : Jungkook x Reader

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13

Summary: Jeon Jungkook’s persistence landed him a place in your heart- although a special spot for him was already there to begin with. He was more than just a pretty face. Not only was he exceptionally skilled in bed, he’d gotten to a point where he lived to spoil you... in more ways than one.

A/N: This is the last chapter of Stay Professional! Quite possible that it’s the most steamy chapter too! Please be aware that this chapter involves explicit smut! NSFW! Derogatory terms, dirty talk, over-sensitivity, spanking.. just full on rough and kinky fucking. Read at your own risk! DomJungkook! x SubReader

You opened your eyes slowly due to the blinding sunlight that pierced through Jungkook’s polished glass windows. You patted around the king-sized mattress, in search of a warm body that’d hugged you all night long. A small smile spread upon your lips at the memories of the passionate love-making the night before.

“Jungkook?” You called out in an unusual nasal morning voice and waited for a response as you stretched and bathed in the morning sunlight.

A quick shuffle of feet trotted from across the hallway and Jungkook immediately made an appearance, an effervescent grin on his radiant face.

“Yes?” He beamed and crouched over your small frame to plant a loving kiss on your forehead.

You couldn’t help but let your grin grow as big as his from the loving actions he’d spoilt you with. You suddenly noticed that you weren’t wearing anything underneath the white sheets so you pulled them up higher above your chest and Jungkook’s grin turned into a smirk.

“You can’t suddenly get shy now, can you?” He licked his lips and briefly brushed them over yours, a quick peck to temporarily satisfy his growing desire to relive last night.

“Don’t tempt me again, sweetheart.” He planted raspberries down your neck and you giggled at the sensation of his soft lips and puffs of air from his cheek. “This time, I really will punish you.”

You raised an eyebrow at his cocky attitude and Jungkook merely kissed it.

“Are you hungry?” He asked as he started to rummage through some of his clothes in search of something comfortable for you to wear.

“A little bit, yeah.” You hummed and stared out of the glass windows to fully admire the gorgeous view Jungkook woke up to every morning. A forest of tall skyscrapers painted the scenery in beautiful gradients of greys and whites and really accentuated and aestheticised the ‘rich’ part of town.

“This is such a beautiful view. It’s picture perfect.” You complimented and Jungkook’s voice grew soft with affection.

“I know..” He smiled whilst never shifting his gaze off your amazed features as he admired your side-profile.

You shifted your gaze from outside the window to catch him staring at you and you couldn’t help but get a little flustered at his cheesiness.

“I was talking about the view outside.”

“I know but I’m talking about my view.” He whistled and gently placed a large white oversized top next to you.

“As much as I love my current sight, I can’t afford to let you catch a cold so please change into that shirt.” He pointed at the comfortable looking shirt and made his way out the door to leave you with some privacy.

Jungkook’s ears perked up at the sound of the shuffle of your feet down his rather long hallway towards the kitchen. He stood across the counter with a freshly brewed cup of coffee in his hand.

“Good morning.” He hummed and took a small sip of his daily caffeine intake. Jungkook immediately beamed at the sight of you in one of his t-shirts.

The oversized design made the shirt look even bigger on your small frame and the soft cloth barely managed to stay on your small width of shoulders. He licked his lips at the sight of your visible collarbones and noticed the traces of pinks down your neck from the night before.

“Good morning~” You whistled innocently and reached for the other cup of coffee placed on the counter.

“Do you have work today?”

“Actually no, I don’t. I took today off to spend some time with you.” His smile grew past his ears as he stealthily wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your body closer to his. Coincidentally, he’d trapped you between the counter and his masculine body.

“Are you sure you’re allowed to do that?” You had a raised eyebrow but the happy smile on your face clearly indicated the joy from Jungkook’s decision to take the day off.

“It doesn’t matter.. I need to spend more time with you before I lose my composure again.” He kissed your forehead and you wrapped your arms around him in return as you nuzzled up into his neck with a giggle.

“And speaking of losing myself- we need to talk about last night.” He pulled you away from his warm chest and you looked up at him with an innocent gaze.

“What about last night?” You simply smiled at him and Jungkook scoffed at your attempt to override the obvious elephant in the room.

“Baby girl, please. I made it clear to you that I was going to take things slow between us because I really don’t want to mess this up..” He ran his hand through your hair and pat some strands into place.

“You being uncooperative isn’t going to help my urges.” He lectured and frowned at you, his tone had sounded a little lower to evoke a more serious atmosphere within the room.

“Your urges?” You purred and leaned in on his chest to listen to the quickened pace of his heart. Jungkook managed to quickly peel your away from him again and held onto your wrists this time.

“We both know what I’m talking about. Last night was my mistake, I’m really sorry. I couldn’t hold myself back but please don’t misunderstand.. I’m completely serious about you. You’re too special to me and I don’t want you to think that you’re only here for the sex.” Jungkook’s voice sounded incredibly smooth as the grip on your wrists softened.

“Jungkook.” You held onto his hand and intertwined your fingers with his. “Last night wasn’t your mistake. To begin with, it wasn’t a mistake at all. You have no idea how long I’d waited for you to make a move... and since you were being such a stubborn and proper gentleman, I couldn’t resist my urges anymore.”

You could see the uncertainty on his face as he chewed on his bottom lip.

“I don’t want you to hold back.” You admitted. “I’ve had enough of fantasising about you. I know on your behalf that you’re trying to take things slow to prove a point but..”

“I’m only hesitant because I really don’t want to do anything that could potentially mess things up between us.” He interrupted and suddenly hoisted you up the kitchen counter with ease. You sat on the cold marble counter with legs swaying like a child and spread them a little so Jungkook’s body could fit in between.

He closed the gap between your bodies and you wrapped your bare legs around Jungkook’s back. A small sigh of relief escaped from Jungkook’s lips as you tightened the intimate embrace.

“Trust me, you’re doing more damage by not letting me fulfill my desires.” You whispered sweetly into his ear and you could feel the vibrations of his chest as he laughed.

“It was the same pain for me, okay. You have no idea how many crazy fantasies I had of you... and one actually involves this very counter.” He murmured in between suggestive yet gentle kisses down your neck.

“I’m more than happy to grant your wish.” You encouraged and spread your legs wider to provide him with more access to close the gap between your excited bodies.

“Was I too rough last night?” He stopped to ask in a concerned tone and you groaned at the lack of contact of his soft lips. “Jungkook..” You ran your hand down his upper-body and your finger hooked onto his shirt revealed a hint of his toned chest. “Less talking, more kissing.” You pleaded and Jungkook quickly got the idea of the way you liked it in bed.

“I can’t believe I agreed to this.” You grumbled and Jungkook looked a little confused at your rather sour behaviour.

He sat from across the table, decked out in one of his finest Giorgio Armani suits. His hair was neatly parted to the side and gelled to perfection. A thin black tie sat around his neck and the matching black skinny-fit suit jacket enhanced his chiseled jaw and ridiculously handsome features.

The dimly lit candle lights and the soothing hums from an orchestra further intensified the romantic atmosphere. You’d finally allowed Jungkook to pick a place for dinner- any place he wanted, this time. And of course, it’d have to be a Michelin star restaurant that overlooked the festive night-life of Seoul.

“Sweetheart, why are you in such a bad mood?” He lovingly rubbed your knee over your floor-length gown and your bit your lip with nausea.

“I feel really out of place.. As much as I appreciate you taking me out to indulge in these luxuries... It kind of adds to my discomfort in a way.” You swirled the golden Champagne with a small twist of your wrist and watched as the bubbles danced within the glass.

“I just don’t like being reminded of how much I don’t deserve you.” You spat out and placed the glass back down on the silk tablecloth. Jungkook raised an eyebrow in confusion and asked for you to continue. “What do you mean, Y/N?”

“I don’t want to be constantly reminded of the gap in our social status and I hate being bombarded with the thoughts that perhaps, you deserve someone so much more.. you know.. someone much more powerful or even...wealthy..”

Jungkook looked taken aback. His lips were parted slightly and both eyebrows were raised at his realisation.

“So this was the reason?” He muttered under his breath as he finally put together all the puzzle pieces. “This was why you were so hesitant on me taking you out?” Jungkook asked as he reached for your hands.

“I know it’s selfish and hard to comprehend... but--”

“--Y/N.” He interrupted in a stern voice. Despite his gentle expression, his low voice sounded suddenly very intimidating.

“I’m going to make this very clear to you right now.” His serious stare made you shift your gaze frantically to anything that wasn’t his piercing eyes.

“I could not care less about the difference regarding our social status. I don’t care if you’re poor, I don’t care if you’re a billionaire. But I do care about how you see yourself around me. I’m not comfortable with the idea of you thinking lowly of yourself. I’m not going to sit here and let you see yourself as anything less than the most beautiful and forgiving individual I see you as.”

Jungkook took in a deep breath. “So please, don’t think that wealth is a problematic factor because it definitely isn’t. Y/N, wealth can’t possibly teach me the lessons I’ve learned from you.” He soothingly grazed his fingers over the back of your hand.

“Before, I’d often brooded over all my problems alone and I was too scared to open up to anyone but your warmth changed that. I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling these ecstatic and addicting emotions. Arguably, if I was being completely honest here with you-- I don’t think I deserve someone nearly as beautiful and forgiving as you.”

It was almost as if Jungkook knew what you’d been wanting to hear this whole time regarding the issue about his social status in comparison to yours.

“No stop! That’s not true Jungkook. Please don’t think that. You’ve changed --” You interrupted and tightened your grasp on his hand.

“-- I have thanks to you but one trait that hasn’t is my persistence.” Jungkook’s comely smile was too radiant.

“Please allow me to be selfish and let me ask you to stay by my side.” Jungkook brought out a dark navy velvet box from within his suit jacket. He opened the box and inside was a gorgeous pair of Swarovski crystal earrings.

Your lips parted at the sight and you find it difficult to articulate a response.

“You don’t like them?” Jungkook chuckled and pushed the jewellery closer to you.

“That’s not it no! They’re... so beautiful but...I can’t possibly accept this.” You admired as you feasted your eyes on the expensive earrings.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N. I personally picked them out to match your dress for this evening.”

“Jungkook these are the most beautiful earrings I’ve ever seen but I really can’t. You’ve already done so much for me and I don’t want to feel like I’m a burden on you or anything--” You pushed the box away from you with a muted smile.

“--Baby girl,” Jungkook’s call sounded borderline angry as his voice had grown deeper than before. Yet, there was an irresistible sultry twist in the way he spoke.

“You should get used to this. I’m allowed to spoil you however I want, got it?” He muttered in a dangerously low tone and you couldn’t help but clench your thighs together at the sexy sound.

“This is too much though.. You’re already paying for everything tonight and--” You insisted and Jungkook just clicked his tongue to shut you up. At that point, it was obvious that Jungkook had become a little angry.

“It’s going in the bin if you’re going to be so stubborn about this.” Jungkook threatened and closed the box before you reached over to stop him. You knew that he was being completely serious.

“No! I’m sorry. Please don’t throw it away.” You protested and Jungkook’s deeply knitted brows softened.

“I want to spoil you.. don’t think too much about these things and please just enjoy it. I have every right to treat you and remind you of just how lucky I am to have you.” You interrupted Jungkook’s sigh by leaning over the table to plant an unexpected small peck on his lips.

“Thank you.” You couldn’t help but smile at his dulcet confession.

Throughout the dinner, Jungkook’s gaze stayed fixed on your glamorous appearance. It was rare for you to dress-up since.. to be fair, you never really owned anything expensive. The evening Jungkook planned covered for your evening gown and professional make-up just so he could take you out to this restaurant.

You were wearing a floor-length dress that was the most magnificent shade of dark blue. It had beautiful ‘star like’ gem embroidery at the hems that made the dress look like the twinkling night sky.

“Since you’re my lover, I have every right to spoil you and treat you the way you deserve to be treated.”

“May I come in?” You gently knocked on Jungkook’s office door.

Jungkook’s head immediately looked up and his face brightened at the sight of you. “Of course, Y/N. This is a surprise,” Jungkook said through an airy chuckle, “Shouldn’t you be at work?”

“I can’t concentrate because all I can think of is how good you can make me feel..” You purred and strutted over close to Jungkook.

He could sense the desire in your voice and see the lust in your eyes. He knew immediately why you were here and the thought made his heart skip.

Boldly, you sat yourself on Jungkook’s work desk, your skirt suddenly hitched much shorter-- a delicious view of your legs for Jungkook’s eyes.

“Are you really busy?” you asked as you started to thread your fingers through his noir locks. Jungkook smirked at your suggestive behaviour and admired your bravery.

“Well.. I am but I guess it’ll have to wait..” Jungkook whispered into your ear as the distance between your faces slowly diminished.

You soon locked lips with him and you couldn’t help but melt under his touch. Jungkook stealthily wedged himself right in between your legs and worked his tongue with skill to further excite your lustful state.

Jungkook broke the heated kiss. “Aren’t you afraid we’ll get caught?”

“I don’t work here anymore so it’s fine.. plus, you’re the big boss here so why should you care.” You slurred suggestively and fiddled with the tie that sat tight around his neck.

Jungkook gently grabbed on your hands to stop you from loosening his tie. “You’re right, sweetheart.” His expression changed into an attractive and lustful one.

“Since I am the boss here, be a good girl and listen to my instructions.” He whispered harshly into your ear and it sent shivers down your spine. “I have to at least make sure my appearance stays professional today so no touching.” He cockily smirked as you frowned at his words. Regardless, you listened to him.

“Of course~” You sung in an innocent voice that drove Jungkook’s testosterone levels off the roof.

“Spread your legs for me.” He hummed as he began to unzip your skirt. Jungkook slid down your panties that were already soaked with your juices. His tongue immediately circled around your clit as his long fingers pumped in and out of you at a fast rate.

Jungkook was a fast learner-- so he picked up on how to pleasure you so quickly. A minor orgasm made your body tremble in pleasure but the two of you were interrupted by a loud knock on Jungkook’s door. Jungkook’s eyes immediately widened and your mouth dropped open in panic.

“It’s Jimin here.” Your boss’s voice sounded muffled through Jungkook’s mahogany door.

Jungkook quickly mouthed some instructions for you to get underneath his table and thus hide from Jimin. You quickly obliged and curled up into a small ball under Jungkook’s desk. The two of you were so lucky his desk was a work station and so you were successfully hidden due to the plank of wood that decorated the front of the table.

“It’s good to see you’re actually doing your job.” Jimin appeared from behind the door with a handsome smirk that creased his loveable crescent shaped eyes.

“Well.. what can I say,” Jungkook nervously blabbered out and rubbed the back of his head, which was something he did only when he was extremely anxious.

You could feel the sweat form on your forehead due to the excitement of the situation. Jungkook’s anxious facial expression added to your mischievous intentions. You were in control and he was the one that was going to be squirming. And the thought of that had your stomach churning with arousal once again.

Jimin sat himself down on the couch a couple of meters away from Jungkook’s desk. You heard a small curse escape Jungkook’s lips and you could hardly hold back a giggle.

“Why are you here?” Jungkook asked with a forced smile and Jimin raised an eyebrow in response.

“I’m going to cut to the chase here-- that’s how I’ve always been.” He coughed and you stealthily slid your hand up Jungkook’s thigh at a painfully slow rate.

You’d forced yourself to press your lips together incase a giggle escaped. You couldn’t help but exhale silently to calm down your excitement after seeing Jungkook flinch from your hand stroking up his thigh.

“Of course.” Jungkook nodded and fixed his gaze on the paperwork on his desk. It took him every ounce of energy to hold back his excited grunt and he couldn’t help but look a little uncomfortable.

“I’m just here to say I’m glad you’re back to normal.” Jimin quickly muttered under his breath.

It was rare for Jimin to be so soft.. especially on Jungkook so he didn’t know how to react tohus unusual statement so he just swallowed loudly.

You’d decided to start slowly start massaging his tense thigh and Jungkook poked his tongue through his cheek- a sexy symbol of his annoyance.

“I mean-- thank god you’re back to normal. Your reports are actually readable now.” Jimin coughed and crossed his leg due to his nerves.

“Uhh.. thanks hyung. It’s only because I sorted things out with Y/N!” Jungkook’s voice suddenly raised mid sentence from the sensation of you suddenly palming his hard length through his boxers. Jimin looked terribly confused at Jungkook’s weird behaviour.

“Yeah I realised... speaking of Y/N, has she contacted you? She left work early today because she wasn’t feeling well.”

Jungkook’s gaze quickly shifted to you hiding underneath his desk. You quirked up a brow and placed a finger over your lips, a mischievous smile poking through.

“Oh..” He acted surprised. “I’ll make sure to check up on her.” Jungkook smiled through trembling lips as your finger that was hooked onto his boxer started to trail down his legs. You teasingly undressed him of his boxers and admired Jungkook’s clenched jaw from underneath.

“Are you alright?” Jimin asked in a suspicious tone.

“I-I’m fine.” Jungkook exhaled loudly as you managed to free his hardness from the confinements of his boxers.

“Are you sure..? Your face looks a little red.” Jimin commented and squinted his eyes in disbelief.

“Yeah don’t worry about it.. I might’ve caught the cold from Y/N.” He lied and out of the blue, yanked on your hair to get you to stop. You couldn’t help but let out a small noise of disapproval but his action just turned you on even more.

As revenge, you stroked his throbbing length at an insanely slow pace and Jungkook coughed loudly in response to hold back a grunt. He’d been hard for so long it was getting really painful for him.

“You have to take care of yourself, Jungkook.” Jimin’s curious stare lingered on Jungkook’s face.

“I will, hyung. Thanks for caring.” Jungkook chuckled nervously and kept his replies short and sweet-- to quickly end the conversation.

“On a side note..” Jimin continued and Jungkook’s breath hitched again as your hand developed a tight grip around his cock. “There’s a get-together over in the US with all the stock-holders for your company. It’d be a good chance for you to expand your professional networks. What do you think?”

You started to jerk him off very slowly. “T-that sounds good. It also gives me a breather and some time t--”. Jungkook stopped mid-sentence to fully indulge in your quickened pace.

“It gives me some time to think about how I can improve my performance.” Jungkook lied completely and that one was way too obvious. He’d never actually spoken like that to Jimin before.

You slowed down your hand that was jerking him off and also softened the tight grip. You continued the slow pace with one hand and with the other hand, you couldn’t help but touch yourself briefly as the situation was just too thrilling.

There was nothing you wanted more than to be fucked so hard, roughly like two animals in heat.

You were soaked once again and you collected your warm juices that endlessly dripped down. Jungkook gulped and was given the time to think from your slowed pace. Jimin couldn’t help but wonder what in the world was wrong with Jungkook, though.

“Alright...” Jimin raised an eyebrow again. “Do you want me to book your flight... then?”

With the hand that you’d touched yourself with, you swapped hands so that your warm juices were transferred onto his cock and you watched it clench immediately. Jungkook knew exactly what the wetness was and he clicked his tongue loudly as he was beyond tempted to kick away the table and fuck you senseless.

“Sorry I have a migraine right now and it’s really painful.” Jungkook lied once again as his hips automatically started to thrust into your hand.

“I’ll go to the meeting don’t worry. Will you be coming with me?” Jungkook asked while placing his hand over yours to speed up the pace.

You admired the sight of his hard member coated in your slick juices and the view had you hungry to taste him. The air grew musky with the smell of sex but that didn’t stop Jungkook from thrusting into your hand.

“I will be going yes. I suppose I should leave you to... rest..” Jimin’s eyes suddenly widened at the realisation but thankfully, he got up and walked towards the door with a smirk plastered across his lips.

“Thanks for visiting.” Jungkook could barely hold back from breaking out into a loud moan.

Jimin had his back facing Jungkook when he momentarily stopped at the door. He wasn’t stupid-- his astute mind was beyond bright and his quick witted personality didn’t allow for any lenience.

“Can’t you two at least wait until after office-hours?” Jimin chuckled devilishly before locking and closing the door behind him.

Jungkook immediately let out a frustrated grunt at the fact that Jimin had just caught the two of you and you giggled loudly as you continued to pump his hard length with a tenacious grip. Out of no-where, Jungkook pulled you up from underneath his table so roughly with an unforgivingly tight grip on your wrist.

You stopped pleasuring him as you were forced to stand up and you unraveled from the shrivelled position that allowed you to fit under his table. Your knees were suddenly shot with stings of pain as the hiding position previously made you kneel mercilessly on the floor. The stinging sensation ran up your leg and you struggled to stand up properly.

Jungkook noticed and grasped on your hip to steady your waver. His ruthless smirk grew mercilessly. “You’re really asking to be punished, aren’t you?”

Jungkook let go of your wrist to run his hand tenderly through your hair. It was gentle and therapeutic until his grip suddenly changed. He harshly grasped onto your roots and pushed you down onto the cold tiles.

“Kneel, bitch.”

You cursed as another wave of stings crept up your knees but it seemed to turn you on even more.

“Suck me.” He commanded and loosened his grip on your hair roots. “You’re such a needy slut.. You could’ve waited just a couple more minutes..” He murmured with his head cocked to the side.

You licked your lips hungrily and opened your mouth slowly before Jungkook slammed into it at full force, making you choke from the unexpected roughness. He’d never been this rough with you before. The other times you’d slept with him, when he felt like he got too rough, he’d check with how you were feeling but this time-- he was really rough.. But he could tell you were really enjoying it from the way your tongue wrapped itself around his throbbing length despite sputtering for air.

“Suck me harder.” He whispered harshly and used his large hand to guide your head’s movement as you hollowed your cheeks ever more than before.

Jungkook continued to thrust into your mouth at a fast and unforgiving pace. Each time, he’d hit the back of your throat causing you to gag in response and he loved the sight-- you on your knees with drool down your chin as your eyes screamed at Jungkook to slow down. He could practically see the wet pool that developed on the floor due to your overwhelming excitement in between your legs.

He pulled out quickly and admired the quick heaving of your chest as you inhaled quick, sharp breaths to take in much needed oxygen. He yanked on your hair and pushed your head back so you were forced to face him with an erotic expression that pushed all of Jungkook’s buttons.

“Do you like sucking me off?” He asked with a lob-sided smirk.

“Yes Daddy.. I love it so much.” You murmured and the new kink seemed to push Jungkook beyond his limits. His smirk grew wider with confidence at the sound of his new title because he fucking loved the sound of it.

“What did you just call me?” He bit on his bottom lip so hard in satisfaction it looked as though it’d start bleeding.

“Daddy~” You purred as you licked his sensitive tip and Jungkook could only shudder in response to your bold and new kink. Previously, when the two of you involved yourselves in dominant and submissive role plays, you’d always refer to him as ‘Sir’ so when Jungkook heard the new and improved title, he became harder than he’d ever been.

“That’s right sweetheart, know your place. Show daddy how sorry you are for being so impatient..” Jungkook hissed and began to thrust into your mouth again.

“Jimin’s never going to shut up about this..” He scolded and you gagged on his hard cock as he shoved it so far down your throat that it was impossible to not contract around his length. Jungkook sighed with content as tears continued to stream down your face.

“Look at you..” He admired his view of you, completely submitting to his dominance. “What a dirty slut you are.”

You tapped on his tense thighs to let him know the burning sensation in your lungs were becoming unbearable. Jungkook pulled out of you mouth and stared at the way your saliva dripped from the tip.

“I’m... only a dirty slut for you.. Daddy..” You muttered in between catching your breath as you wiped away the saliva that dribbled down your chin. Jungkook couldn’t get enough of his sight.

“Yes but you need to control yourself.” He lectured and signalled for you to get up from the floor. You weakly stood up and clung onto his masculine body for support as your knees were in shocking pain.

With a swift and rough movement, Jungkook twisted you around and pinned you down onto his work desk. You cheeks were pressed up against his papers and your arousal grew even more intense from the sound of his belt he picked up from the floor.

Jungkook maintained a strong grip on both of your wrists that were pressed into your back. He used one hand to keep them in place as you tried to wriggle free and occupied his other hand with his belt. Before you could protest at his tight grip, a sharp sting ripped through your butt-cheek and you screamed loudly at the painful yet exciting sensation.

Jungkook smoothened his large and cooling hand over the spot he’d just whipped.

“That’s right, scream for me. Let everyone know that you’re being punished here for being such a needy and impatient slut.” Jungkook bent down to whisper the dirtiest profanities into your ear and it further intensified your desire to be fucked by him.

His wrist danced in repetitive motions as he continued to whip you with his black leather belt. Your moans grew even louder than before and it became obvious of what was happening in Jungkook’s office.

But at that point, you couldn’t care less. You were in no condition to think straight because all you could concentrate on was the juxtaposition of the burning feeling from his belt and the cooling sensation from Jungkook’s soothing rubs.

“Daddy I’m sorry..” Your muffled cries were barely audible over the sound of leather slamming onto your skin.

“Are you really sorry?” Jungkook stopped and leaned back down to indulge in your small whimpers.

“Y-Yes.. I’m so sorry daddy..” You moaned at the sensation of Jungkook leaving blossoms of pink and red galaxies down your back and torso.

“Please hurry daddy.. I learnt my lesson.. but right now I can’t wait any longer to be fucked by you.” You pleaded with tears that streamed down onto his paperwork and Jungkook also couldn’t wait any longer. It was becoming all too painful for him.

Jungkook let go of your wrists and flipped you over so that you laid on your back. He ripped open your white blouse with full force and a couple of buttons became unattached to the shirt due to the violent stretch. He stealthily undressed you of your blouse and freed your breasts so he could watch them dance as he rammed into you.

Before you could even process his fast hands, the next thing you felt was a crash of his teeth as he passionately dominated the kiss by overpowering your tongue. Jungkook kissed you while he trailed his hands down to once again meet your drenched core.

He mercilessly rubbed on your sensitive clitoris with his thumb as his three fingers plummeted in and out of your slickness. Before you knew it, another orgasm hit and you moaned at the intense pleasure and also the pain from the sensitivity.

Jungkook then rubbed his hard girth against your wet folds and you bit your lip in frustration.

“Please d-daddy.. slow down.. the sensitivity is killing me.” You whimpered and Jungkook smirked at your request, suddenly shoving his whole length in one swift snap of his hips.

Jungkook slammed his hips into yours so quickly and pulled out even quicker-- he then again slammed back into your dripping heat without giving you any time for you to adjust to his impressive size. He pumped into you so roughly that your breasts danced back and forth in time with the table. Jungkook stared in amazement at the sight of your bouncing breasts and gave in to the loud and high-pitched screams that escaped your lips.

“Daddy!” You screamed loudly. You tried to slow down his mind-boggling pace by pushing on his chest but it was useless. Another orgasm began to build up within your body as Jungkook nailed to hit all your sweet spots inside.

“Isn’t this what you wanted, kitten?” He hummed and you opened your eyes to admire his face drenched with sweat from the fast speed.

“You were begging and asking me to fuck you so hard before so why are you telling me to stop now?” Jungkook chuckled and you could only whimper beneath his drilling hips. You were sure that there would be bruises tomorrow but the pleasure was too heavenly to think about anything else.

“You’d been begging to cum right? Well I’ll make you cum until you can’t fucking walk.” Jungkook threatened through his rough panting and softly bit on your ear.

“Mmm! ‘m about to cum again..” You moaned and Jungkook continued to slam in and out of your entrance. Your walls began to contract around his throbbing length once again and Jungkook couldn’t hold himself back this time.

You clamped down on his cock so hard it was hard for Jungkook to pump into you at a fast rate. “Fuck!” He cursed and roughly bit down on your shoulder to quiet his grunts. “You’re so fucking tight I’m losing my mind.” Jungkook complimented and thrusted into you even deeper than before.

With a skilful thrust, Jungkook had you unravelling underneath him for the 3rd time. Jungkook lost himself in your warmth and heat gripping his member that he released his seed within you as he let out a string of curses.

Your chests heaved heavily and until Jungkook fully got his breath back, he stayed on top of you- resting his head in between the crook of your neck. He pulled out his softening member and watched as the sinful combination of your juices trailed down onto his paperwork.

He diligently collected the mixture that continued to flow out of you with his sensitive tip and thrusted it back into your throbbing pussy. You whimpered due to the overwhelming sensitivity and a long curse filled the atmosphere.

“It’s not over yet.” He panted and slowly shoved his fingers back into your cum-filled pussy.

“D-daddy p...please... I can’t anymore..” You could barely articulate your words as you felt completely overwhelmed from the painful sensitivity. It felt as though you were about to black out from the intense orgasms he’d provided you with.

“Sweetheart, you asked for this... daddy’s going to keep fucking you since you’ve been such a needy bitch.” He increased the speed of his fingers and all you could do was try to even out your breathing before another wave of pleasure started to coil within your body. He bent his fingers in all the correct spots so you were bound to be a moaning mess once again.

“Can you hear how wet you are?” Jungkook questioned and you could barely hear anything because your ears had started to violently ring.

He took out his fingers from within your squelching heat then trailed kisses from down your stomach to your core. His tongue skilfully flicked your overly-sensitive nub and you tried to wriggle your hips away in pain but his hands held your hips down in place. He lapped up some juices but made sure to not lick you clean. Suddenly, Jungkook inserted 3 of his digits up to his knuckle into your pussy and began to draw circles over your clit with his tongue.

“Fuck!” You screamed out as your heartbeat became dangerously fast. He’d made you cum again through the use of his mouth and fingers. You couldn’t help but let your tears stream down due to the intense pleasure and pain.

“Look at the mess you made.” Jungkook snickered and shoved the sinful combination up your fucked out pussy. “You better keep my cum inside you, Y/N.” He removed his face from your womanhood to place a gentle kiss to your lips.

He awed at your completely fucked out and tired expression temporarily before breaking out of his ‘daddy’ persona.

“How am I going to explain these stains on my paperwork?” Jungkook teased and you still had your eyes closed in exhaustion. Jungkook lovingly kissed your forehead and your unresponsive state was starting to freak him out.

“Y/N? Are you still alive?” He pulled you up from his desk and sat you up so that you could lean against his firm chest. He hugged you gently and pressed soft kisses down your neck.

“I..I loved.. that.” Your hiccuped as some tears still streamed down your face. Jungkook chuckled and blew raspberries across your collarbones as you weakly hugged him back. “T..that was so intense... I feel like.. I’m about to faint.” You giggled and Jungkook planted another loving kiss on your forehead.

“That’s what you get for being so impatient, sweetheart.” He smirked and pecked your swollen lips.

“So much for staying professional~” You joked and Jungkook rested his head upon your shoulder.

“You’re right. The whole office is going to tease me so much now.” Jungkook chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair to tranquillise your sensitive state.

“Let’s run away together.” You could hear him grinning up to his cheeks. “We’ll run away into the country side and we can live together on a farm with no one else there to bother us.. We can be as loud as we want and we definitely wouldn’t need to stay professional.”

Your hazy state allowed you to only giggle at his bewildering suggestion as you started to fall asleep, sat up on his chest. You could hear soft sounds of shuffling due to Jungkook putting on his boxers. “That sounds like a dream..” You mumbled as you started to drift off to sleep.

Jungkook struggled to dress you back into your work clothes as your half-conscious state made it incredibly difficult. He realised then that he probably shouldn’t have ripped your blouse off you but the action was so sexy, you didn’t mind. It took him some time to flimsily dress you again but he somehow managed despite you falling asleep on him completely half way.

Jungkook pulled you into his body and effortlessly lifted you up bridal style. He carried you over to the couch from across his desk and placed you down gently upon the leather sofa. You were in a deep sleep at that point due to the exhaustion and tiredness.

He took off his suit jacket and used it as a blanket to cover your upper body. Jungkook crouched down to linger his gaze over your peaceful features before planting a soft kiss on your nose.

“I really hope that dream comes true..” Jungkook’s soft whisper grazed over cheeks as he kissed your cheek another time. He couldn’t resist keeping his lips off you since you were so irresistibly cute to him.

That was the final chapter of Stay Professional! 😁 There’s a couple of things I’d like to say here so I’d really appreciate it if you were kind enough to stay and read my thanks. 💖

First of all, Stay Professional is my first ever long and COMPLETED series! So YES! This is a major achievement for me~ If you’ve been following me long enough-- you might notice my terrible habit of starting something and never finishing it :’)) so without further ado, I’d like to thank YOU! It was due to your love and support that I was energised enough to finish. SP will always hold a place in my heart because this series marks my first ever smut and Au :)

Special thanks to @jeonjungrude and @jeonjowaaan for always keeping me motivated. These two have been so supportive and loving I can’t thank you two enough for your love 💞 I’m so thankful I got to meet these wonderful people!

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