#eunwoo screen

[blueeb3rry]

KICKING MY FEET

[wullu]

everyone here being very sexy and doing the most and I appreciate that on a visceral level. Like looking good while doing crime/fighting evil/being evil while being blood spattered is an art.

[joonberriess]

w e c a n ’ t b e f r i e n d s

⋆ TAGS — ANGST like rlly bad, toxic relationships, oc and jk dated since they were young, canon au but the boys don’t go to the military, arguing (lots), protected sex, cowgirl styleee, jk’s a little mean, dirty talk, jk’s slightly possessive(?), pussy eating under the sheets, slight face fucking and cum swallowing, bad ending oop, hinted cheating but not between oc and jk, does it count if they weren’t together ur honor, making out, jk’s a really bad bf, oc’s also quick to jump to conclusions sooo toxic combooo

⋆ WORD COUNT — 9.8 k

It’s the same thing (over and over) where you fight and break up, then kiss and make-up. The cycle’s everlasting and it feels like you’re just going in circles.

The littlest things were enough to set either one of you off. It could be that Jungkook looked at you some type of way, or that you used a tone he didn’t like. You fought over the dumbest things but somehow always ended up back together?

Childhood sweethearts, they called it. You started dating all the way back when you were just teens, Jungkook was a bit awkward around the edges but the sweetest boy ever. It was a miracle your relationship survived after he left to train and then you did too.

But as the years went on it seemed sometimes like the love was fading. It just wasn’t the same anymore (evident in your frequent fights). What felt like love once now felt stagnant, like you two just existed in each other’s world and co-existed together.

Yes he was your boyfriend, and you his girlfriend but that was all. Just y/n and Jungkook. It didn’t feel special anymore. When did the love start to die out?

You’ve been thinking about it for a while now in between your breaks from the relationship, and the very thought terrifies you.

“I thought you and Eunwoo were going out?” You softly asked, a bit surprised to see Jungkook still here in the living room.

“Change of plans.” Jungkook shrugs, “Something came up.” He’s curt and brief, doesn’t even look at you when he’s talking which annoys you a tiny bit but for your sake and his you don’t comment.

“Oh, that sucks,” you softly say and slip onto the couch opposite of him, “did he cancel on you or was it just not a good time?” You’re sitting on pins and needles watching him and his reactions closely.

“I dunno,” Jungkook sighs like he’s exasperated by the conversation, “he didn’t tell me.” You know he’s starting to get annoyed when he does that thing with his tongue inside his cheek.

“You wanna watch a movie?” You quietly ask. You’re worried Jungkook didn’t hear you at first but a couple of seconds later he’s nodding and holding out the remote to you.

It doesn’t feel right. It makes you feel like he’s generously giving you the light of day to entertain your “silly ideas”. You don’t like it.

You go about picking a movie, not even bothering with asking him what he wanted to watch. You doubt he’d even reply to you, maybe if you were lucky he’d just say “Pick whichever one.”

“I heard this one’s good.” A hum, “Came out—I think, last month..? Yeah.” Another hum, “Should I bring snacks?” Head shake.

You kinda get the memo and shut up after that, the ache you’re feeling still lingering in your heart. The credits roll in and the movie’s starting, you look out of the corner of your eye to get a look at Jungkook. He’s just sitting there quietly, eyes focused on the TV screen.

It feels normal—looks normal, but you know and feel that it’s really not.

After arguing with yourself in your head, you finally muster the courage to slip off the couch and into Jungkook’s side. You hide your face in his shoulder and lean against him comfortably. Jungkook doesn’t respond for two seconds before he’s casually slipping his hand over your knee.

It feels..good again. You, Jungkook, and his thumb that caresses your knee ever so gently like you’re made of glass. Maybe you really were worried about nothing. It was probably your head messing with you again and making you think things that weren’t true.

Are they though? I don’t know.

“Oh how prettyy,” you softly marvel at the white dress the actress on screen was wearing, “I wanna have one like that when we get married.”

Jungkook doesn’t utter a word and at first you’re like okay, it’s whatever he’s been doing this already anyways. You don’t really begin to think about it until you feel gentle caresses come to a stop. You turn to him to ask what’s wrong but you think you have your answer.

“What, you don’t wanna marry me?” You softly joke but you’re met with silence. He looks troubled, like he wants to say something but can’t get it out, “.. Jungkook? What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” Jungkook shakes his head, “I was thinking.”

Your stomach does that weird thing again where it feels like it’s dropping. You can hear your own heartbeat ringing in your eardrums too, “About?” You whisper.

Jungkook finally meets your eyes with a pinched expression, “I don’t know if I’m sure about marriage yet, I don’t think I’m ready.” He quietly explains, “I don’t feel ready. I feel like there’s so much more I can still do before settling down.” With you…?

Your eyes almost water but you refuse to let them, “So..you don’t want to marry me?”

“What–no, I said I wasn’t ready,” Jungkook blinks rapidly, “I.. I didn’t say that.” He says once he recovers from the initial shock.

“Then what did you mean?” It comes out snappier than intended, “Because to me it feels like something else.”

Jungkook grows visibly irritated, “y/n you’re blowing shit out of proportion again, I didn’t even say anything about you specifically, why the hell are you twisting my words?”

“You make it sound like I’m being weird about this, you were the weird one when all I said was a tiny joke. You’re the one taking it some type of way.” You’re trembling with adrenaline.

“I was just telling you how I feel,” Jungkook stands up and paces back and forth, “why are you being like this? You always wanna say it’s me who starts arguing but look at you!”

Hot tears of anger well in your eyes, “Because it is always you! You give me weird ass attitudes when I’ve done nothing to you, I barely even talk to you!”

Jungkook pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes, “I’m not doing this again with you. I just fucking can’t, I mean fuck, look at us! All we fucking do is fight, fight, fight and you expect me to wanna marry you? To be stuck with this? No thank you!”

You wipe your tears and stand up, “And there it is, at least I know how you really felt. Saved me my time too.” You glare as you pass by him in the direction of his room.

Jungkook shakes his head, “Where are you going? It’s late.” He calls out loudly, “y/n, answer me.”

“I’m going home Jungkook, it’s fine we’re done. We don’t have to keep doing this anymore.” You look back with dry tears, “I’m done too, I’m tired of pretending everything’s okay when it’s not.”

He doesn’t respond to that, he knows it’s true. “At least let me walk you out to the car.” He quietly murmurs.

“No.”

“y/n, don’t–”

“Leave me alone.” You whisper and storm out of his apartment, away from your home without your heart.

+

It takes three weeks for you to realize that he’s not coming back. He hasn’t texted or called and suddenly it feels real. You were in deep denial the entire time thinking maybe he’d come around and you could talk it out like you always do. He never showed.

You don’t like this, it hurts like a deep ache you can’t seem to get rid of. You find yourself choking up every time you think about him, you don’t want this. You never wanted this.

“Fuck, please,” you whisper shakily. A few rings go by and then you finally hear him.

“..y/n?”

“Jungkook, I need you.” You softly whisper into the phone, “Please..?” He goes silent on the other end and with each passing beat you’re more worried and anxious.

“Where are you?” He softly replies.

“Home.” You quietly croak, the relief filling you in an instant.

“Okay, stay right there I’m on my way. Please just—just sit tight okay?”

You nod like he’s right here in the room telling you face to face, you don’t even know why. He stays on the phone with you in comfortable silence, you hear when he leaves his apartment, when he starts his car and when he finally pulls into your parking garage.

“Is the door the same code as before?” Jungkook asks quietly.

“Yeah..”

“Okay, I’m here outside.” He hangs up the call briefly and then you hear the beeping noise of your front door unlocking.

The sight of Jungkook has your heart breaking into millions of pieces when you realize he’s not yours. Not anymore. You blink away the fresh tears welling up, he visibly softens and holds his arms out for you.

“Come here.” He softly murmurs. You don’t waste a second and cross the living room into his arms in an instant.

Jungkook wraps his arms around you tightly and holds you against his chest. He shushes you softly and sways side to side while you softly cry into his chest. He whispers everything’s going to be okay but it’s not—not with him not by your side.

“Sit, I’m gonna go bring you some water.” Jungkook softly says as he leads you over to the couch.

You nod quietly and watch with red rimmed eyes as he walks off into your kitchen. There’s a million things running through your head right now but you were more concerned with Jungkook. You hated how distant he was, it felt alien-like and weird.

“Here,” Jungkook murmurs as he comes back with the glass of water, “I brought some tissues too.”

You quietly accept with a soft thanks as you wipe your nose and take a tentative sip of water. He watches you with pity in his eyes, and you don’t want him to look at you like that. It makes your skin crawl and leaves you frustrated because you didn’t want his pity.

You just wanted him.

“So what happened?” Jungkook quietly asks after a few minutes of letting you gather yourself.

“I miss you and it just hurts so bad the way things ended. I’ve been regretting it and it hurts–” You can’t even finish because you’re already tearing up again and Jungkook hushes you softly.

“I know,” he solemnly says, “I know it does. Trust me you’re not the only one feeling like shit about this, you think it’s easy for me to let someone I’ve loved walk away after years? It’s fucking hard.”

He sighs shakily, “But I know that if I truly did love you and wanted the best for you, I’d do this. I just can’t keep up anymore, all the arguing is just not good for us y/n and you know it.”

“I know, I know.” You say into your hands with a sniffle, “But I don’t feel like letting go.”

“Me neither,” Jungkook gently brings your hands into his and looks into your eyes, “but we can’t keep going like this. We tell ourselves it’ll be fine but it’s not, it never is.”

You stare silently into eachothers eyes until Jungkook finds his voice again, “Which is why I think we should just take a break for I don’t know how long but we need to work on ourselves. If you truly loved me like I do to you, you’ll let me go and work on myself. You’ll want me to get better.”

And it’s true. You’ve only ever looked out for his best interest and wanted nothing but good things for him. But is it so bad to want to be a little selfish?

“I know.”

“So you understand we have to actually put in the effort if we want this to work out in the future? We can’t half ass this and rush into things anymore, that’s not how I want it to be between us.” He whispers softly.

You look at Jungkook miserably, “Yeah, I get it..” You quietly say, “I just..just promise me you’ll still be here in the end.”

Jungkook cups your cheek gently and smiles which doesn’t look genuine, it's a more sad bittersweet smile. “I’ll be here.”

“Okay..”

“Okay.”

+

You’re not together but it doesn’t feel like you’re not together? You don’t know how to explain it but it’s weird.

Before it was obviously a shitshow with all the arguments and whatnot. Several things actually like Jungkook’s attitude and his weird bipolar moods, and then you with your misinterpretations and spiteful words. It’s different now.

It almost feels like you’re happier with him now than before when you two were actually together. It’s funny that it takes a break up for you two to start being civil and loving—more than before actually. You don’t act like exes, and you both know you don’t.

Exes don’t call each other every night to ask how their day went, neither do they sleep over or cook for each other. It’s one thing to call up your ex from time to time but everyday? Were there no boundaries because you two clearly needed to set some.

Your friends tell you they’re proud but you don’t feel so good knowing you’re still going back to him every night. Sometimes you fuck, sometimes you don’t, most days he’ll just want company or someone to come with him to shop for groceries. You do all these things telling yourself you’re just here for support, nothing wrong in that right?

There’s nothing wrong with being friends with your ex, right? That’s all it is, just friends.

“Hold on, I'll be back, I got a call.” You excuse yourself from the table and head into another room for more privacy. “Hello?”

“Hey, are you doing anything right now?” It’s Jungkook again and it makes your tummy flutter with butterflies at the sound of his voice.

“Uhh, not really? I’m just having some dinner with friends, why?”

“No reason I just wanted to see if you could come over and maybe we can watch a movie or somethin’. I also realized I might have ordered a little too much fried chicken, old habits die hard I guess.” He jokes softly.

You think it’s a little cute and you can’t help but say yes right away, “Let me finish up real quick and I’ll head over in a bit.” You’re smiling like an idiot right now.

“I can come get you..? Only if you want me to though.”

“That sounds good to me, text me when you get here then.” You softly say, “Bye.” It’s a little awkward not saying ‘love you’ but then you remember you’re not technically together and your entire mood is soured a little.

Shit, what are you going to tell the girls? Something came up and you have to go? No, they’ll ask and you’re a horrible liar. Plus you’re stressing out a little over how you’re going to leave undetected, what if Soyeon tries to walk you out to the car or something? You don’t drive but Soyeon has a habit of walking you out whenever you leave her house (god bless).

It’s moments like these that make you wish Soyeon wouldn’t offer, just for today.

“Hey what’s up?” Soyeon says when she sees you re-enter the room, “Everything good?”

“Yeah but I forgot I had a meeting coming up, it’s about a comeback coming up soon and they need me for creative directing or something. Point is I gotta go guys, sorry.” You don’t like lying to them like this but they’re gonna give you shit and right now you don’t want to hear it.

“Oh cool, okay then we’ll hang some other time then yeah?” Soyeon smiles as she begins pushing her seat back. Oh no.

“Stay here it’s fine, the car’s almost here anyways and it’s a bit chilly outsideeee so stayyy.” You whine while pushing her back into her seat, “Also Miyeon’s literally here, keep her company don’t be rude.”

Both girls look confused as Soyeon raises a brow in question, “Miyeon’s fine she sees me almost everyday. Just let me walk you out weirdo.”

“You’re not even wearing shorts Yeon, just sit this one out I’m good. I’ll text you when I get in the car and stuff okay?” Soyeon doesn’t look convinced but she nods anyways and agrees to let you go reluctantly, “Bye!” You wave and hurriedly make your way out after Jungkook texts you he’s here.

“Byeee.” Once you’re out the door you let out a sigh of relief you didn’t know you were holding in. Why was that girl so damn stubborn? You love her to death but now was NOT the time.

jk: outside

You hurried down the hall and to the elevator. Jungkook was waiting for you in the parking lot outside of his car, just leaned back against the hood of it with his hands in his pockets. “Are you cold?” He asks as soon as you come in front of him.

“A little bit,” you smile and sink into his warm and welcoming embrace, “you’re super warm though.”

Jungkook chuckles quietly and strokes your hair, “Here I’ll give you my sweater.” He shrugs it off and holds it out to slip you in it, “You look funny.” He laughs.

“Your face is funny.” You stick your tongue out meanly meanwhile he laughs, “Alright hurry up, I’m cold and hungry.” You pull away from him and head to your side of the car, happily sighing as the warm air from inside hits you.

“I thought you ate already.” Jungkook snorts in amusement as he slips into the car.

“Well I’m hungry again.” You grumble.

He doesn’t respond verbally at least, he shifts the car into drive with a tiny smile on his face. You find yourself leaning back into your seat with a soft smile of your own. Times like these you were able to just sit back and forget about everything and anything. The only thing that mattered right now was you and Jungkook.

That’s it.

.

The movie ended up becoming background noise over the soft sounds of Jungkook’s lips meeting your own over and over again. The food lays discarded on his coffee table, half-eaten with a couple of soju bottles littering around the boxes.

It feels good like this with Jungkook’s hand tangled in your hair and his other settled over your hip. You’re sitting halfway in his lap, the angle a bit awkward but doable nonetheless. You hear him release a low grunt in his throat, lips smacking wetly over your own as he tightens his fingers on your hip.

You thread your fingers through his hair, stroking over his head gently pretending to not notice how he leaned into your touch eagerly. You barely even notice when he impatiently drags you onto his lap and sits you firmly over his thighs, your own bracketing his hips and closing him in.

“Jungkook,” you quietly sigh while bearing down on him and grinding over the thick bulge in his joggers.

“Yeah..?” He replies through a quiet sigh as his half-lidded eyes watch down below between you two where your clothed cunt is pressed tight to his hard cock.

You can’t reply because you’re caught off guard by a bubbling moan in your throat. You find yourself gripping the collar of his shirt tightly between nimble fingers when he suddenly bucks his hips up sharply. The print of his dick presses tighter against your slick folds, the head messily bumping into your throbbing clit.

Jungkook lets out a ragged groan as he tilts his head back and parts from the messy kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips. He guides your hips with both hands as he rolls you over his cock and holds you down to keep you in place. It makes your breath hitch and a stuttered moan slip from your lips.

“Fuck..” You pant softly as your toes curl, “Need you so bad.” You whisper in between the short rough grinds.

He bites his lip harshly and reaches down to unbutton your jeans, you help him slide them off as he hooks his fingers under your panties and tugs them to the side. You feel his fingertips slide through your messy folds, circling over your swollen bud and pressing down with the pads of his fingers.

The slide’s pretty slippery, you barely feel his touch but the pleasure bubbles over and leaves you tingly and hot down there. Jungkook teases you by dipping his fingers low against your fluttering hole that greedily squeezes around nothing. “Don’t tease,” you mutter softly and lean forward to press kisses against his jawline.

“Fuck, wait.” He reaches over and blindly pats the sofa for something you can’t really be bothered to look at. A low hum leaves him when he finally finds what he was looking for: condom.

You watch him bite the foil open and reach down to shove his sweats off, the way his dick slaps against his stomach has you squirming in anticipation. He hisses low through his teeth as he strokes the tip slowly before rolling the condom on. You watch hungrily as his cock’s engulfed in the thin rubber, standing hard ‘n tall with a beady pearl of precum getting trapped within the condom.

“Good?” He mumbles once he positions his cock under you, the tip’s barely brushing over your hole before you’re whining at him for more.

“I’m good,” you wrap your arms around his neck and tug him closer, “now fuck me..please?” You say after a couple of seconds of silence.

Jungkook huffs out a breathless laugh and shakes his head, “You’re cute.” His amused tone dissolves into a low moan when you start pushing his cock in, inching yourself down until your perk ass meets his thighs with a low pap noise.

Fuck you forgot how full he makes you feel when you ride him, your poor little cunt’s all stuffed up with his fat cock. It doesn’t help that there’s a little sting from the stretch with the way your pussy hugs his cock tightly. Jungkook though looks blissed out, he bites his lip and watches through hooded eyes, he’s moving his hands to grip your hips tight.

“Feels so good,” you slur out and start bounding idly, not too fast or slow, “feel..full.” Your tone comes out lewd and borderline pornographic. Can he blame you? His dick always fucked you stupid, turned you into a little yapper too.

Jungkook grunts quietly, “Yeah? You’re gonna be a good girl and ride me like you mean it baby?” The words slip out of his filthy mouth like nothing, you almost forgot the nasty shit he used to tell you when he was plowing your brains out on a Tuesday night.

“Y-Yeah,” you gasp softly as your eyes flutter shut when he hits that one spot you like, “so, so good Jungkookie,” you whine quietly while rocking your hips back and forth, your cunt greedily swallows him up through every push and tug.

Jungkook groans low and moves his hands to settle over your ass cheeks, he grips each cheek in his hand and squeezes, kneading the flesh under his palms. “Shit–like that,” he huffs softly as he guides your hips in smooth fluid grinds, “so fuckin’ good.” He groans again and tosses his head back.

You bite on your lower lip to supress your whimpers, your hips bounce lightly in his lap with a low fopping sound as Jungkook’s cock coaxes more slick out of your pussy. You’re dripping through the sides as a low squelch emits from your sopping cunt. Through the soft moans and grunts you there’s a skin on skin slapping sound your ass makes when they meet his thighs.

“Oh, fuck.” You whisper, breathing picking up as your hands slide down to settle over his abdomen for purchase.

Jungkook’s lips part, eyesbrows pinching together in concentration as he watches you fuck yourself languidly on his cock. His body lightly rocks upwards from your eager bouncing, the slapping noises only get louder the more you grow desperate. He can’t help but land a hard smack on your cheek, watching in satisfaction as you mewl from both pain and pleasure.

“You like that baby?” He breathlessly asks, “Like being slapped around like a slut? Hm?”

“Y-Yeah,” you gasp shakily and throw your head back, “love it so much Jungkookie,” you mewl.

Jungkook moves one hand from your ass up to your head, fisting the back of your hair and forcing you to expose your neck for him. “How much?” He grunts low, “Whose cock makes you scream like this?”

You swear the ache in your skull from him yanking on your hair makes you even wetter. The throbbing in your pussy has you wildly grinding against him for more, you can’t even reply because of the uncontrollable moans you’re letting out right now.

“Answer me,” he hisses with another smack to your cheek.

“You do! Only you,” you softly sob as he stops you and holds you in place, “please ‘m so close, wanna cum.” You try to bounce, move, anything—but he’s not letting up as he holds you in place and leaves you squirming all over his cock.

“Cum.” Jungkook darkly murmurs as he begins fucking into you from below, his sharp thrusts send you flying into his chest as you cry out.

He drives his cock right up against your g-spot with each hit, the living room quickly fills with the sounds of his balls hitting your ass and the couch creaking from the weight. He doesn’t hold back on his moans either, he’s cussing and groaning under his breath as he uses your pussy to his liking. You on the other hand..

“Jungkook..!” You feel your pussy clamp down and you reach down to rub at your clit in fast circles, trembling and whining as your orgasm approaches fast.

He grips your cheeks tighter and spreads you open as he fucks his cock in and out of your sloppy cunt. Your mouth falls open as the wind is knocked out of you, you’re coming fast and hard as stars explode behind your eyelids. You feel like a ragdoll in his hands as he fucks away into your oversensitive cunt.

“Shit—nearly there baby,” he whispers as his eyes flutter shut in pleasure, “oh fuck.” He grits his teeth and bucks up hard until his hips are stuttering in their pace and he’s groaning loud.

You wish he wasn’t wearing the condom as you feel every little throb and twitch inside. It makes you drool at the thought of his hot thick cum filling your ruined little pussy, it’d probably drip afterward too..

“Good?” He quietly asks as he tries to catch his breath.

You end up laying your head on his shoulder for a couple of seconds, enjoying the way he rubs your back gently in a comforting manner. “Yeah, ‘m okay.” You softly reply while clinging to him like a koala.

Jungkook hums, you don’t go home after that, or the day after.

+

“Damn when did it get so hot?” Taehyung complains under his breath, “Swear it feels like the weather was cooler yesterday, don’t tell me summer’s already coming.” He groans.

Jungkook hears Hoseok grunt in agreement, “Can you believe spring’s almost over though? We’re like a month away from summer starting.”

“What? No way.” Jungkook frowns, it can’t be, the last time he spoke with you was—

“You realize we’re in the last month of spring right?” Taehyung looks at him weirdly with a snort, “Have you been living under a rock or something?”

Hoseok joins in on the teasing but Jungkook doesn’t think it’s so funny anymore. Not when he realizes it’s been almost two whole months since you and him decided to take a break. He hasn’t really kept up with your life like that, the last time he spoke was when he asked if you were home and then he did go over and you guys ended up—

Holy shit.

“Jungkook,” Hoseok calls out, “your phone’s ringing.” By the looks on their faces they know who’s calling right now. Hoseok looks mildly disappointed and Taehyung just seems tired of it.

“Are you gonna answer it?” Taehyung asks tentatively.

Jungkook looks at your caller ID and then silences his ringer, “Nah, I’ll see what’s up later. Where do you guys wanna go next?” They look at him like he’s crazy and Jungkook sighs, “What?”

“We didn’t know you guys were still together, thought the breakup was for good.” Hoseok quietly admits.

Oh. Right, Jungkook’s been talking about how you’ve both been separated for a cool minute now. Of course they would naturally think that you’ve both finally realized you’re no good and left each other the fuck alone. He’ll never forget their proud faces when Jungkook admitted he walked away from it.

“Look, she’s a good person and all that but is it really worth it if all you do is fight and tear at each other? I mean it’s not like this is the first time.” Taehyung rambles slowly as Hoseok nods along to every word, “Don’t you think that maybe answering her would fuck up all the progress you’ve made so far?”

Will it? Jungkook likes to think that maybe he’s doing a good job but clearly not if Taehyung and Hoseok are calling him out on it. Of course they want the best for him too, they’ve been his hyungs since forever (but you were his forever too).

“Look I know it’s bad,” Jungkook sighs, “but I just can’t leave her like that either, it’s wrong. She’s been in my life since we were kids Tae, I’m not gonna just ditch her like that.”

“And nobody’s mad at you for it but Jungkook c’mon, you need to set some boundaries for your sake man. You can’t fall back into this nasty habit, not when you’re doing so good for yourself right now.” Jungkook knows Taehyung’s referring to his upcoming Golden album release.

“Listen, we’re not gonna police you because you’re a big boy and you can deal with your own shit but I’m just telling you right now it’s not a good idea whatever you’re doing with her right now. The sooner you begin to pull away, the easier it will be when you two finally decide on the future of your relationship.” Hoseok finishes quietly.

They’re right and Jungkook hates that they are. As unsettling as the truth is, that’s just what it is and Jungkook can’t change that.

You’re broken up but why does he still go over? Why does he cook for you two, watch movies in bed like a couple and then fuck you to sleep before the cycle repeats over and over? Did you ever break up to begin with?

“If you want this to work you need to let go.” Taehyung’s hand comes up to squeeze his shoulder, “Some things were not made to be forever, and unfortunately this is one of them.”

Jungkook looks up at the two men in front of him, they’ve each got reassuring smiles on their faces and for the first time he feels good about his decisions. He makes a mental note in the back of his head to speak with you later on, for now he’ll just enjoy this.

+

“I didn’t know you and Jungkook were still together.” Soyeon comments upon seeing a sweater she knew was too big to be yours and quite frankly wasn’t something you’d personally go out and buy yourself.

“Oh, that—we’re actually not.” You chuckle under your breath, “He left it here the other day–”

“The other day?” Yuqi frowns, “What do you mean? I thought you guys haven’t seen each other in two months?” You can tell they’re equally confused about the situation.

“We aren’t together-together, we’re just kinda hooking up here and there whenever we feel like it.” You shrug.

“Uh-huh, and he just leaves his clothes too?” Soyeon raises a brow, “y/n—babe, I love you but what the hell? I thought you and him were completely done already?” She says, Yuqi nodding along in agreement.

Now it’s your turn to look at them confused, “What? We’re just hooking up, it isn’t anything bad either I mean we’re doing better now than before.”

Soyeon sighs deeply and sits down, “Have you maybe thought about why things are better now? Because you’re not together y/n, you’re only doing ‘better’ now because you don’t have a label to the relationship because you’re both pretending shit’s okay.”

“This can’t be good either y/n, it’s not healthy it’s just gonna lead you both down the same path as before. You guys think that because you’re happy now, the issues aren’t gonna be there.” Yuqi shakes her head.

Of course you knew they were gonna start with this but your pride was too strong to admit that they were of course right about this. It’s something you’ve been intentionally ignoring, kind of like if you don’t think about it, it’s not true type of thing. Which in itself was a pretty bad mindset.

“But we’re gonna fix things.” You softly reply.

“Are you?” Soyeon looks like she doesn’t believe you, you don’t even believe yourself.

Yes, yes, yes—

“I don’t know.” You find yourself saying without thinking, that’s the truth right? Right..?

Yuqi sighs sympathetically and shakes her head, “It’s time to let go, it’s over y/n—for good. I know it’s hard love but you have to do it.”

“I’ll…talk to him later about it, can’t guarantee this but I’m going to try to break things off permanently.” You’re just tired of this back and forth with yourself wondering if Jungkook and you are truly going to be okay.

You know you both will be okay…just not together and that’s what hurts the most to think about. They don’t push the topic anymore, something you’re thankful for. The entire time you’re with the girls you’re stuck thinking about Jungkook.

you: come over

You spent at least ten minutes with your thumb hovering over the button before you actually pressed it. It shouldn’t be so fucking scary but you’re just extremely nervous right now. Your friend’s words ring in your head over and over again like a mantra and you feel like you’re going mad.

jk: rn?

you: yea, really want to see you

jk: me too.

read.

It’s the shit like this that makes you question everything. You hate how weak you are because Jungkook can sweet talk his way into your head and you wouldn’t be able to stop him. It’s not like he does it intentionally but still the power he holds over you, it’s stupid.

After the girls left you ended up cleaning the living room a bit, stopping in your tracks when you came across the sweater he left behind. You stare at it for a couple of seconds before slipping it on finding it much more comfy wearing his clothes. You hear the front door keypad beeping before it unlocks and Jungkook’s slipping in.

“Hey.” He greets quietly and shuts the door behind him.

You smile up at him and tug on the sweater paws, taking note of the sweaty state he was in, “You coming from the gym orrrr…?”

“Oh yeah,” he laughs, “I just got finished with working out when you texted me. Look at that,” he flexes his bicep to show you, “hot huh?” He grins.

“Ew no as if, go take a damn shower you probably stink.” You pretend to cover your nose and gag, giggling when he rolls his eyes at you.

“Yeah, yeah whatever.” He walks over to tug you into his arms, “This my hoodie?” He mumbles, “Looks good.”

You let him lay soft kisses over your pouty lips until you’re pushing him away with a low grumble, “Go shower now, I don’t wanna stink of sweat in your hoodie.” You snort.

Jungkook lays one last kiss over your forehead and walks in the direction of your room, “So mean and for what? It’s literally my hoodie who cares if it stinks? I’m gonna be taking it off anyways.” He smirks deviously.

You follow with a unamused look, one that leaves no room for anymore arguments. “I’ll wait for you out here,” you flop on the bed and turn on your TV, “go on, shoo.”

“Meanie.” Jungkook mumbles but makes his way into your bathroom nonetheless.

You catch up on some of your shows you were watching at the moment while waiting for Jungkook to come back out. You’ve long made yourself comfortable in bed, curled up under your soft comforter with the remote in hand. He doesn’t come out for at least fifteen minutes or so, you don’t really mind because it feels oddly domestic.

“You’re watching this too?” Jungkook breaks the silence in the room, “I’m on the last episode.”

You barely look at him as he walks over to the bed in nothing but his towel wrapped around his waist. “Yeah, I started this like a week ago I think.” You murmur distractedly as he flops in bed with you, “Don’t get my pillows wet,” you whine with no real bite to your tone.

“It’ll dry.” Jungkook snorts as he lays his head over your blanket covered lap. The two of you fall into silence afterwards with him loosely wrapping an arm around you.

Nothing happens after that, you lay together quietly while the episode runs in the background. Occasionally Jungkook turns to hide his face in your lap, you can’t help but slip your hand in his wet hair and gently comb over it, lightly scratching at his scalp.

“Wouldn’t it be funny if I spoiled it?” He pipes up out of nowhere.

“Do it and I’m throwing you out towel and all.” You glare as he starts giggling in amusement, “I’m serious, do it and you’re out.”

“I won’t, I won’t.” He says as he lifts his head up, “But I’m a little bored,” he pouts and draws circles over your thigh, “I already watched these episodesss.”

“I dunno do something. Go order food or find some in my fridge, I don’t know.” You sigh.

Jungkook doesn’t reply and instead nuzzles into you, “I have something else I can do in mind..” He trails off and slips his hand under your comforter to stroke your thigh.

You don’t say anything, instead you part your thighs for him as a silent ‘go on’. He takes the bait easily and slips under the comforter with a devious grin, “Jungkook– ow, don’t bite me you ass. Why did you do that?”

Instead of answering you he just reaches under for the waistband of your shorts, peeling them off alongside your panties in one go. You can feel his hot breath hovering over your pussy, his tongue dips low between your soft folds as he licks a stripe up your cunt.

He circles his tongue around your clit, swiping from side to side and front/back. It’s enough to have your knees buckling weakly as you reach over the comfort to place your hand where his head would be as you sighed in pleasure.

“Like you better when your mouth’s full.” You find yourself mumbling.

Jungkook grunts in affirmation, he wraps his arms around your and tugs your hips closer to his face. He’s literally buried in your soft cunt, nose poking at your clit while he licks over your slick lips, sucking on your soft fold with a pleased hum.

You push up with a low moan and angle your hips down so that he’s licking over your swollen clit. “Shit, jus’ like that,” you tilt your head back and close your eyes enjoying the sensation of his tongue.

He lays one hand flat over your pelvis and holds you down while he sucks on your clit feverishly. It sends your back arching off the bed from the sudden spark of pleasure. “Fuck..!” You hiss out when he engulfs your tiny bud between his lips and sucks.

Jungkook doesn’t disappoint. He slurps and licks like no tomorrow while he prods his fingers against your pussy. You’re literally scrambling to get a grip on him, your pathetic little moans and whines spurring him on as he finally slides his fingers deep.

“More, gimme more please,” you mewl.

You hear him shuffling around down there so you naturally take a peek out of curiosity. The sight has your mouth dropping in awe when you come across him fisting his cock from under the sheets while he eats you out like you’re the best meal ever.

“Coming,” you gasp softly as your fingers tangle themselves in his hair.

Jungkook sucks harder with a hint of teeth, he curls his fingers at the same time and fucks them right up against the roof of your cunt. It has you crying out his name and pushing his head away as your pussy clenches tight and then suddenly you’re gushing all over him.

“Jesus,” he whispers and covers your cunt with his hot mouth, licking up the entire mess you made all over yourself.

“Come here.” You dryly whisper after noticing he didn’t cum.

He obeys without hesitation, he knows what you want so he climbs up and kneels beside you with his weeping cock over your lips. “You sure? I don’t mind.” He murmurs.

“I want to.” You softly reply and part your lips, “Don’t want you to be gentle with me.. I can take it.” You murmur as you engulf the head of his cock slowly.

Jungkook hisses quietly and guides your head until your nose is meeting his groin. You gag around him with the saliva quickly building up in your mouth. He doesn’t mind though because he absolutely loves it when you slobber all over him.

“Don’t you look pretty with a mouth full of cock?” He grins teasingly despite being minutes away from coming, like he wasn’t edging himself before when he was eating your cunt.

You moan unabashedly as tears spring in your eyes. He doesn’t waste anymore time after that and begins fucking into your mouth unapologetically. He doesn’t even start off slow, he’s desperate to cum and you get it. You’re salivating at the thought of his cock filling your throat and leaving you sore.

He grips the headboard above to stable himself as he slides himself in and out of your mouth. Jungkook moans under his breath as he bucks his hips rather harshly, just listening to the sound of your gags and saliva dripping.

“So fuckin’ good,” he mutters, “you take it so good for me.”

You know he’s getting close when he starts getting quieter and instead puts his attention on his pleasure. The only noise around is the sound of your gagging and his labored breathing. You feel his cock start twitching and throbbing until he’s shouting from the pleasure and coming down your throat.

“Shit—stop, stop, stop.” He sighs as he gently pulls you off his cock, “Fuck.” He says after catching his breath.

Cleanup is fairly quiet, he helps you change the sheets and get dressed into comfier clothes before you’re both climbing back into the bed and sitting side by side, body to body. It feels all too real and suddenly realization is hitting you hard.

The silence is comfortable between you two, the scene feels a little familiar (you, him, a movie and your head on his shoulder) but you don’t comment because it makes you feel a little uncomfortable. Like before, Jungkook caresses his hand over your thigh gently with a comforting grip after.

“Why did we ever fall out?” You quietly pipe up, “Like where did it all go downhill?”

He stops in his tracks, he doesn’t look mad or upset that you brought it up out of the blue. He looks..at ease. “I don’t know, but I think it has to do a lot with the fact that we slowly grew out of each other? Kinda like we just lost the love and it wasn’t the same anymore, and instead of trying to fix it we just acted like our problems weren’t there.”

Jungkook calmly continues after taking in your reaction, “I love you don’t get me wrong, you’ve given me the best years but I just think we finally grew apart. Think about it—the fights, the breakups and make ups? We got to a point where we just didn’t care anymore.”

“I know, but it still doesn’t change the fact that I want you forever.” You softly admit.

“No you don’t y/n,” he replies equally softly, “you don’t want us—this, forever.”

It’s like a punch to your gut, why is he saying this? Why is acting like he knows what you want? You know what you want, and you want him. Is he trying to call you a liar? A saner part inside of your head eerily tells you he’s right, you don’t want that. You want happiness.

“I do know what I want actually, why are you thinking otherwise? You’re making a decision for me without even asking me how I feel about this?” You frown and push yourself off his shoulder.

“y/n,” Jungkook pauses briefly before shaking his head, “trust me I know you don’t want this. It’s not hard and it doesn’t take a fucking rocket scientist to see we’re not made for eachother. I’m sorry I need to tell you like this but whatever the fuck we had is something I sure as hell don’t want.”

It literally crushes your spirit because you knew what was coming, you KNEW he was going to tell you the cold hard truth sooner or later. It’s all everyone's been warning you about and now you have no room to cry about it. You had nobody but yourself to blame for your heartbreak. Not Jungkook, not Soyeon, not Yuqi.

Just you.

“You know what Jungkook, fuck you.” You fiercely whisper and push yourself off of him, “No actually, fuck you. You don’t get to tell me what I want and don’t want–”

“Because I know what the fuck I want and it’s not you! As fucking sad as it is y/n I can’t do this shit anymore,” he stands up too and begins hazardously dressing himself in his clothes again, “I know what I’ve done is shitty and I hope you can forgive me for it but I’m not willing to stick around anymore. Not after this.”

You watch in silence as he picks his things up off the floor and storms out. Not one word is spoken throughout the entire ordeal. Jungkook gets his shit and leaves like nothing ever happened, like you didn’t tell him to fuck himself and he didn’t respond by saying he didn’t want you.

When he finally leaves with a loud slam, your resolve crumbles and soft sniffles begin to fill the too empty apartment. You look around the room with red-rimmed eyes, now what are you gonna do?

You fucked up, again.

+

Jungkook doesn’t talk to you—doesn’t even text—for a total of two weeks and counting. You tried distracting yourself with work and your upcoming comeback but it was hard to focus. Not when your mind keeps going back to him and what happened that night.

“You don’t look so good, you sure you’re okay?” Your manager says with a look of concern on her face, “I can wrap things up and we can get you home if that’s what you want.”

“Please,” you find yourself nodding, “I’ll um let you know later on how I’m doing and stuff, for now I just wanna be alone.”

They understand you’re not doing well emotionally as of lately so they don’t question it when you request to be left alone. They simply wrap it up and call for your driver to take you home. A few staff send you off with tiny gifts and comforting hugs but none are enough to take away from the misery you’re feeling right now.

You make a quick stop at the store on your way home, you’ve never felt more dead in your entire life than right now. Even buying groceries proves to be a hard task but you somehow push through it and buy what you need.

The entire time you're there you think about Jungkook, should you call him to clear things up? Apologize for the shitty things you’ve ever said and for how you’ve acted towards him over the slightest inconveniences?

‘The phone’s right there,’ a little voice inside your head whispers, ‘just open up and click on his name, he’s right there.’

Do it, do it, do it, they chant.

Before you even realize it you’re dialing his number, the phone pressed tight against your ear as you wait with a bated breath for him to pick up. Three rings go by until finally Jungkook picks up with a quiet ‘hello’. “Hey,” you quietly mumble, “what are you doing?”

“Nothing much, I was cooking about a minute ago. You?” He sounds distant, like he’s catching up with an acquaintance.

“Cool, and nothing either, I just went to the store and bought a few things I needed.” You play with a strand of loose hair, suddenly finding that much more interesting to look at.

“That’s good.” He murmurs and it goes quiet after that.

Neither of you know what to say right now, you don’t even know where to begin. What can you say? Hey I’m sorry I told you to fuck yourself? I’m sorry for my shitty ass attitude? I’m sorry for being a bad girlfriend? There’s so much to say but you can’t find the words for it.

“Jungkook,” you hesitantly say after finding the courage to speak, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything, I know I fucked up over and over again but I want to let you know I’m sorry I treated you the way I did and for the things I said.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything and for a second he scares you thinking that he hung up or something. “I know, and I’m sorry too for the way I acted and shit. I know we haven’t been the best but for what it’s worth none of this was ever your fault. Things just didn’t end up working out.”

You hate that this feels like a permanent goodbye, it must have really been the last straw for him the last time you spoke. You find yourself tearing up and there’s a heavy lump sitting in your throat. You don’t know whether you want to cry, scream, or run off.

“It’s just hard when I miss you this much,” you quietly reply despite the wobble in your voice.

“I know,” you hear him take a deep breath and before he can reply you hear it.

There’s a low shuffling noise in the back, at first you think nothing of it until you realize it’s a feminine voice asking Jungkook if he wants her to help clean up the mess.

Your heart rapidly beats in your chest, the pounding in your ears so loud you swear you feel like you’re going to have a heart attack with how fast it’s going. “Didn’t know you moved on already.”

“It’s not like that–”

“Then what is it like Jungkook? Because to me it sounds exactly what I’m imagining right now—don’t try and treat me like I’m fucking stupid.” You wipe your tears of frustration while pacing back and forth.

“Okay fine, you want the truth: I met someone and I’m getting to know them, I’m thinkin’ maybe she can make me happy too. Is that what you wanted to hear from me?” He snaps back.

“When.” You coldly demand, the anger you feel right now is astronomical.

Jungkook holds his breath for a few seconds, “A month ago.”

Your entire world stops then and there. So while you and Jungkook were doing these lovey dovey things and still seeing each other, he was already talking to someone new. All this and for what? He found someone new while still using you as an escape from reality (for fun really), and to know he was doing this while having someone on the side waiting?

It makes you sick to your stomach.

“D-Don’t you ever come near me. We’re done, so fucking done. How could you fucking do that to me? You knew how I fucking felt about all this and you went and pulled this? I hate you, I hate you.” You can’t even speak, it physically pains you to talk.

Through your sobs you manage to shakily hang up and head for your bedroom. You toss a bunch of clothes on the bed and drag your heavy suitcase out of the closet. You don’t know where you’re going, but at this point you’ll go anywhere if it means you can get away from this place.

All that’s left is the sounds of your sobs and clothes shuffling as you stuff them into your suitcase messily. You feel so alone and empty wondering what everyone else in the world is doing right now. Surely not getting their heart stomped on like you, right?

As you're finishing up with your closet, you hear the front door beep and buzz. No, no, no, he is not doing this right now you think while storming out to the living room. He’s already coming in as you’re stepping out.

“y/n–”

“What the fuck are you doing here? I told you to leave me the fuck alone!” You throw a vase in his direction watching him yell out in shock as he barely manages to dodge it.

“Fucking hell—calm down! You’re gonna hurt yourself!”

“And why do you care? You didn’t before so what’s fucking different now!” You wipe your face and stomp to your bedroom with Jungkook hot on your tail.

He tries to grab your arm but you rip yourself away from him in fury which makes him get the memo instantly, “I’m just trying to make sure you’re okay, I don’t want you to hurt yourself or do anything stupid.” He stops in his tracks when he sees the state your bedroom’s in.

“y/n..what are you doing?” He quietly asks, his doe eyes filled with surprise and a mix of fear.

You take a deep breath and hold it in for a couple of seconds, letting it out slowly when you feel calm enough to reply, “I’m leaving Jungkook, all this—I’m done. I had hopes that maybe we could solve things and make it work again but it looks like only one of us wanted this.” You smile sadly.

“I choose myself Jungkook, I did some petty shit and said dumb things and I’m sorry for it. Looking back on it, it was me who refused to move on. I was so hung up on making things work I just didn’t realize I was dragging you down and forcing you to be with me.”

Jungkook visibly deflates with hurt written all over his face, “I’m sorry too, I never meant to lead you on and if I did I’m so sorry for it y/n. You deserve someone who can make you happy, and I’m sorry that someone can’t be me.”

You stand across from each other in silence. Jungkook looks down at your luggage with his own sad smile, “Maybe..we could be friends?”

“No,” you softly reply and get back to packing, “we can’t be friends, but I’d like to pretend.”

“So this is goodbye then.” Jungkook’s got his own unshed tears ready to fall.

“Yeah, I guess so..”

He looks up at you and tearfully smiles, “Goodbye y/n.”

You match his smile with one of your own, “Bye, Jungkook.” Maybe in your next life you will both be happy. But not in this one.

For now, it’s only me and maybe that’s all I need.

+

One year later.

“It’s only gonna be for two weeks, you big baby. You’re acting like I won’t get on a plane and go see you.” You laugh softly and shake your head, “Besides, I thought you were taking me to the beach in LA?”

“I am! But I wanted you there with me,” Mingi looks at you with pursed lips, “wanted you to see me on stage.”

You can’t help but coo and squeeze his cheek, “You’re so cute, don’t worry I’ll make sure I don’t miss it.” He smiles happily and you can’t help but lean in for a smooch on the cheek.

“Oh wait, I saw a guy selling ice cream back there. Wait for me right here, I’ll be back.” Mingi heads back to all the food stalls leaving you there in front of this cafe.

You hum under your breath and check on your messages, replying to friends who slid up on your story asking if you were finally back. It felt good to be home after all that went down before, you really needed the break.

“Hold on, I got it, let me carry it for you.” You hear a familiar voice say which instantly has you turning around to look.

It’s Jungkook and he still looks the same as before minus the hair he’s cut short now and has it in an undercut. You feel weird seeing him again after all this time. Weird in a good way? You don’t know, but it isn’t bad either. You kinda don’t feel anything.

You curiously look over at his girlfriend(?), stopping in your tracks when you notice a pretty ring on her finger. It suits her. You look back up and come face to face with Jungkook who stands there in shock too.

There’s a million things you can say or do right now, but you don’t. In fact you’re happy for him.

“Did I take long?” Mingi suddenly pops up behind you holding two ice cream cones, “I got your favorite.” He grins foolishly.

You break away from Jungkook and look at Mingi, “Thanks, how sweet of you.” You grin and lean in to kiss his cheek again, “Ready to go? I’m kinda tired of being outside.” You complain softly.

Mingi lets you take the cones from his hands and instead wraps his arm around your waist leading you through the crowd of people. Your heart races as you two get closer to Jungkook and his fiancé. Just for a second you meet his eyes, and then you smile before turning your attention back to Mingi.

Jungkook smiles back and just like that, you move on with your lives.

My love, I won’t wait for your love.

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you're losing me 02 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 5k

genre: angst, married couple, age gap, ceo jk, nepo baby oc, second chance romance

rating: 18+

warnings: pregnancy scare, mean possessive jungkook 😾, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, fingering, choking, oc gets her hands tied bc she's a brat ! ☝🏼, blowjob, cum eating, car sex, teasingg, tipsy oc, v vulnerable oc :(, dirty talk, daddy kink, crying, one boob bite methinks

summary: having a bit too much fun at chanyeol's halloween party, jungkook unexpectedly joins the party too.

a/n: it's finally here !! i hope u like it hihi <3

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Chanyeol never misses with his Halloween parties.

And usually, you never miss with your costumes too, but given the circumstance you’re glad to even attend.

Truthfully, it was entirely your own fault, and you hate to admit it because you had been extremely excited to wear your customised Barbie doll outfit, but one spill of your wine and the dress was disastrously ruined.

So you had to come up with a spontaneous Plan B.

You finally found usage for the small Victoria Secret wings from their special collection you received during a fashion show. Cinching a lace-embellished corset from Dolce & Gabbana, you paired it with a flirty ruffled miniskirt from Chanel. Your hair was crowned with crystal-embellished hairpins by Jennifer Behr. And oh, those satin heels by Jimmy Choo, adorned with dazzling crystals, added the perfect dose of sparkle to the outfit. You think you might’ve redefined last minute-magic.

“You’re trending on Twitter.”

As you sit on the couch, reaching down to retrieve the ping pong ball for Eunwoo turn at beer pong, Chanyeol abruptly shoves his phone in front of you. His screen is showing the trending page on Twitter.

“Didn’t realise my costume is that cute.” You look down on yourself. It’s a basic costume, but you would have thought that Chanyeol’s vampire look gained more attention.

“Your outfit’s cute, but everyone’s talking about what you posted on your Story,” Chanyeol remarks. He taps on your name trending and scrolls through a myriad of Tweets, with people reposting the picture.

“Oh.”

Eunwoo peeks over Chanyeol’s shoulder and reads the Tweets. He chuckles. “Everyone’s just talking about how hot we look.”

You giggle, swatting his arm.

You didn’t expect a little mirror pic creating chaos to this extent.

It was just a funny coincidence seeing Eunwoo dressed up in a matching costume to in a devil costume, complete with fitting horns and wings, creating an impromptu couple costume. It was his idea to take a picture.

You probably should have considered that Eunwoo is a rising idol and actor. Everyone adores him. And seeing him photographed next to a girl off-screen, especially when it’s not for a highly anticipated KBS drama, might not sit well with everyone.

“Has your hubby seen it?” Chanyeol asks.

You shrug. “I dunno. Maybe? He does regularly check what I post.” But he told you how busy he is today, so you’re not sure if he saw.

“Have you thought about my offer, by the way?” Eunwoo asks.

“What offer?” Chanyeol curiously chimes in.

“The lead role in my next drama. They're srill looking for an actress and honestly, I think ___ would be incredible for this one.”

Chanyeol’s eyes grow wide. “You two in a drama? That’s insane.”

“I’ve never tried acting. Not sure if I’d be any good,” you confess,

“I feel like you’re good at anything,” Chanyeol assures with a grin.

“I’ll think about it.”

They both resume playing beer pong with the others while you watch them as you drink.

As you take a sip from your drink, the weight of lingering gazes persists – less intense than in the beginning, yet a subtle scrutiny remains.

The curious looks undoubtedly trace back to the headlines two weeks ago, when pictures of Jungkook and you in his car near the gynaecologist’s building surfaced online. Captured in a vulnerable moment, perched on Jungkook’s lap with tears streaming down your face, you know how it must’ve looked like to the public.

You couldn’t stand those pictures making the rounds, especially with you in tears.

~

2 weeks ago

“You don’t need to worry.” Jungkook gently traces his thumb over the back of your hand.

You huff, frowning at your interlaced fingers. “But I do worry.”

“Love, if you are potentially-”

“Don’t say it!” you cut him off. “Hearing the word makes me more anxious.”

You hear him utter an exhausted sigh. “You said yourself that your period has been irregular in the past.”

“Yeah, minus the morning sickness.” Your tone is a bit sharp, maybe even sassy, and you don’t actually want it to come off that way and in another circumstance you’d feel guilty, but you’re too drained from your emotions and the conversation to care.

“But the tests you took were negative,” he tries again.

“It’s just plastic. I can’t trust it.”

You took countless of pregnancy tests weekly, filled up the bathroom bin with those stupid little things until you finally acquiesced to Jungkook’s persistent suggestion to schedule an appointment with your gynaecologist.

The slow traces on your hand come to a halt. His fingers lightly squeeze your chin, directing your gaze at him.

“I promise you, whatever the outcome is we’ll make the best of it.”

“I don’t understand how you’re able to stay calm,” you say, eyebrows arching at his composed demeanour.

In truth, this is an authentic depiction of your relationship dynamic. You deal with lots of anxiety, always have been, and Jungkook stands as the serene counterbalance – tranquil and calm, akin to a gentle, silent breeze sweeping over your arms just as it gets unbearably hot in summer and you’re out of options to cope with the temperature.

But this is concerning you both and you can’t grasp the ease with which he handles the plaguing situation.

“Either outcome won’t change anything drastically.”

You head turns to the side and your stare out the windscreen, a hint of pique evident as your tongue pokes your cheek.

“I don’t want a baby.” It’s barely a whisper under your breath. “But you want one.” Your eyes flutter back to him.

Thinking about it, it dawns on you that a potential pregnancy would undoubtedly bring joy to everyone in your life. Especially your dad, who has been eagerly anticipating it for years – bugging you about it almost every time you see him. However, at 24 you have dreams beyond motherhood. The thought of being tied down to it now fills you with a quiet sense of unease.

You know that Jungkook views it differently. It’s understandable; he is 31, and despite mutually agreeing to wait for a baby, for him it’s not the end of the world. His calm demeanour, shaped by having navigated through a previous marriage and bringing a wealth of life experience, contrasts with your apprehension.

Jungkook hesitates. “I do want a baby,” he confirms, a shadow of regretful longing crossing his face. “But it doesn’t matter. Whatever the result is, I will support it – I will support your decision.” Upon squeezing your bare thigh, he realises how cold you are. “Love, you’re freezing.” He fetches a fuzzy blanket from the backseat that he keeps there just for you. He tucks you under the comfy blanket.

“It’s ‘cause I’m scared,” you mumble, leaning back in your seat.

“Come here.” He softly anchors his hands on your hips and guides you to his lap. “It pains me to see you like this.” He wraps the blanket around you tighter. “You don’t wanna go in there and get this done quickly? Avoiding the inevitable messes with your headspace.”

“Just a few more minutes.”

Jungkook mindlessly cups your cheek, tatted knuckle skimming over your skin.

Maybe it’s the way he peers at you. With a gentle shimmer reflecting sheer fondness and poised to unfold the world at your feet, build a home for you wherever your finger points to without having to ask. Maybe it’s the way he is holding you to himself, his hands serving as a protective embrace, a shield warding off any harm that would dare come your way. Or maybe it’s the tall, daunting building on the side of the road, towering over you like a spectre of uncertainty.

But something brings tears to your eyes – making you grow smaller and younger and suddenly fragile.

“My love,” Jungkook utters tenderly. It fills you with warmth and so much love.

Worry contorts his face. His hand around you holds you tighter.

“I’m not gonna cry.” It serves more as a reassurance for yourself than for him.

“You know you can when you’re with me.”

You refuse, adamantly shaking your head. But when you lose control over the tears stinging your eyes, you bury your face into his neck.

“It’s okay,” he whispers, adding a small peck to your temple. “It’s okay to feel this way.”

“Don’t like it,” you murmur into his now tears stained skin.

“But there’s no point in denying it.”

“There’s just...so much. All at once.” You lean back a bit, finger pointing right to your heart.

“I know, love.” He gingerly caresses your back. He softens at your trembling bottom lip, a piece of his own heart falling apart upon seeing you vulnerable on his lap. “I’ll carry everything you can’t, remember?” It’s a vow that formed the foundation of your shared existence. In the quiet assurance of his voice, he continues, “I’ll carry your worries, your fears, your doubts.” His promise is a soothing melody in the symphony of your shared moment. “As long as we talk – communicate properly, this won’t be difficult.”

“But we do talk,” you reply, scrunching your stuffy nose. “No?”

“Yeah, I know.” He nods, thumbing away the tear from the corner of your eye. “But I need you to be honest with me regarding this. No hiding your thoughts from me.”

“I won’t.”

“You’re ready now?” Jungkook asks. As much as he comforts you, traces of curiosity glimmer in his eyes.

“I think so.”

“There’s nothing to worry.” Jungkook smiles in that boyish and lovely way that it coaxes a weak smile on your face.

~

Jungkook had been right the whole time. You weren’t pregnant.

There had been nothing to worry.

You’re still in awe at how he never doubted his feeling. He just knew you weren’t pregnant – typical Jungkook, always has this uncanny grasp on things, like an innate ability.

Your gynaecologist attributed it to a lack of vitamins and advised better hydration.

Jungkook, feeling more than a tad guilty, bombards you with constant reminders to take your vitamins, drink and eat even more than he used to.

“Is that Jeon Jungkook?” A hushed female voice utters to the person beside her.

As you gaze upward, your eyes lock onto Jungkook in the back of the crowd. A flutter dances through your heart at the mere sight of him.

Jungkook’s presence demands every ounce of attention as people instantly recognise him. He’s draped entirely in black. His pants temptingly cling to his thighs, the buttons of his shirt straining across his chiselled chest and strong arms. His Rolex sits prettily around his wrist, it’s gleam harmonising with the brilliance of his wedding ring.

And you find it so funny, silly almost, because this is just Jungkook in his work attire, you see him like this every day, and yet people’s eyes morph into tiny hearts as he effortlessly strolls by, leaving a trail of heated admiration.

Sometimes Jungkook has a way of teasing your sanity. He turns your life into a whimsical romance, making you wonder if you’re living in a silly, sappy romance movie with the dreamiest guy as the lead. Because in this fleeting moment, the world around you dissolves into a blur, and you see nothing but him. Everyone fades, except him.

“Jungkook!” You stand up, a bit wobbly on your heels. He immediately wraps his hands around your sides.

“Hi, love.” He kisses you softly.

You missed his sweet, gentle voice when he talks to you.

He rakes a stare over you, one brow arched. “You’re already drunk? Who’s been giving you drinks?”

You deny his question with a dragged out “no”. “Just a bit tipsy – if even.” Before he can comment anything else regarding how many drinks you’ve already had, you ask, “Where’d you get these cute horns from?” Your hand reaches for the hairband with two attached red horns on them.

“Don’t know the brands name. Just a cheap store down the street from the company.”

You tilt your head as you ponder. “I don’t know of any cheap store close to the company.”

A ping pong ball rolls towards you on the floor. As you bend down to retrieve the ball, Jungkook’s hand pulls you back by the waist and he picks it up himself. His possessive hand travels to your butt and he slides his palm over the ruffles of your skirt.

“You’re not wearing any panties, are you?” he whispers into your ear. He throws the little ball towards the other end of the table. You shake your head, not really comprehending what he’s implying. Your more focused on how he effortlessly threw the ping pong ball straight into the cup.

“Yah, Jungkook! Come here, I need you in my team right now!” Chanyeol yells.

Jungkook lets out a humourless laugh. “Has Eunwoo not been good enough?”

Eunwoo sends a glare his way. “Chanyeol’s just taking everything too seriously.”

Jungkook rolls up his sleeve. “Too good that I’m also competitive.”

~

When Jungkook has enough of beer pong after carrying his team every round, he sits down next to you, pulling you to his lap.

You were just talking with Jisoo about the newest Dior collection, but she leaves the two of you alone with a knowing smile.

Jungkook swiftly takes the partially filled cup from your grasp and places it on the table. “You’ve had plenty to drink tonight.”

“I didn’t drink that much.” You don’t know exactly how much you drank because maybe you had too much to count, but you won’t tell him.

Jungkook cocks his head. He doesn’t need you to tell him to know.

“Get up.” His palms push your lower back.

“Huh?” You play with his necktie, leaning closer to his body. “For what?”

A crooked, entertained smirk crosses his face. “For what?” he scoffs.

His tatted arm snakes around you, his rolled-up sleeve flaunting the pretty inked lines adorning his skin. Jungkook grips you close to him. He angles your face down, his lips brushing over the sensitive part of your neck until he reaches your ear.

“Gonna fuck your brainless in my car. That’s why.”

His voice has got that pretty husky rasp you love so much. Tingles spread everywhere, especially your pussy. Jungkook sucks your earlobe between his teeth, and you think you can feel his smile when an unintended moan bubbles up your throat. You squirm in his lap.

“Someone’s got excited,” he teases as his hands run up your thigh, thumb disappearing underneath the white material of your skirt.

“Don’t.” Your fingers fly to his wrist. “There are people.”

Jungkook clicks his tongue. “Now you care about people watching?”

Your lips pull together in a confused pout.

“You never notice, do you?” He decided against sneaking his finger further between your legs. Instead, he smoothens the hiked-up fabric of your skirt, though there is not much to adjust. It’s a skimpy skirt, it barely covers you.

“Notice what?” Your sparkly heels distract you and you move your feet around, watching every crystal glitter. “You’re being confusing, Koo.”

“I’m not being confusing,” he denies.

“Yes, you are.” You shift your gaze to him. A subtle crease appears between your brows. “You told me you didn’t have time for a silly Halloween party and yet you showed up.”

Jungkook dislikes seeing you upset. He really does. It creates this unexplainable feeling of protectiveness that sits right behind his rib – annoying and intolerable, coupled with a hint of guilt. But seeing your tipsy form upset delights him the tiniest bit.

“I was able to finish off early,” he explains. “Thought I’d join you, ‘cause you wanted me to.”

“And you were pretty mean to Eunwoo.”

“He can fuck off. I really don’t care about him.” His tongue peaks out as he swipes it over his bottom lip, teeth biting at the skin with furrowed brows.

“You’re such a meanie sometimes.” You run your fingers over his eyebrows, relaxing them.

“Want me to show you how mean I can be?” He tilts his head, a challenging glint in his eyes.

“You can’t be mean to me,” you say, shaking your head as your fingers settle on his broad shoulders. “Been good today.”

“You’ve been driving me insane tonight.”

“Me? What did I do?”

Jungkook rises to his feet with you, and you stagger a little at the sudden movement, but he keeps a safe arm around you. “Always so clueless,” he mumbles as he leads you through the crowd.

“___!” someone yells your name.

You stop when you see Karina rushing towards you.

“I’ve been looking for you all night!” She hands you a drink

You look at her through apologetic eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m leaving already. I’ll see you soon!”

Jungkook takes the drink from you after you had a sip and downs the whole thing. He tosses the cup into a near trashcan as you step out of the house.

“Oh, no. I told Eunwoo I’d give him my number,” you remember. “Lemme go back.”

But Jungkook’s hand on the small of your back remains firm.

“He’s not stupid. He’ll find a way to contact your manager.” Jungkook is pissed and you’re not quite sure if you heard it right, but you think he adds a small “Doesn’t need my wife’s number.”.

“Can you imagine me in a drama?” You giggle as you think about it. “Would you watch it?” You turn your head. “You don’t like watching dramas.”

“Of course, I’d watch it. Immediately.”

Your eyes spark up and Jungkook wants to have this image of your forever ingrained in his memory. A literal angel staring at him as if he was the one that hung up the stars.

You stumble over your heels when you refuse to look ahead, pretty eyes still admiring him. “Careful, love.” He quickly steadies you.

He unlocks his car when you reach it and opens the door to the backseat for you. But instead, you pull open the passenger door and bend over to open the glove compartment.

“Are there condoms left here?”

You search for the familiar package, but Jungkook hurriedly pulls you back, shutting it closed along with the car door.

“Nothing left,” he replies. “Get in the backseat.”

As you get into the car and settle on your back, you ponder, “Didn’t realise how many times we’ve fucked in the car.”

You're not particularly interested in cars, but in rare – or apparently not so rare – moments like these, you appreciate the spaciousness of Jungkook’s G-Wagon.

Before Jungkook joins you in the car, he scans the surroundings, vigilant for any lingering onlookers. He doesn’t need you on the front page of every media outlet again. You’ve had enough of that lately, and that darn Instagram Story of yours likely fuelled the gossip mill again.

Jungkook barely uses social media. You’re the only reason he has the apps on his phone. He doesn’t follow anyone except you, only has your notifications on. During a short break he mindlessly clicked on the Instagram notification, expecting a cute picture of your angel outfit – you had texted him complaining about your ruined Barbie dress and he suggested you could use the angel wings he once saw you carrying into your wardrobe.

Safe to stay he expected everything, but a picture with fucking Eunwoo wearing fucking matching costumes.

As hours passed by, his anger didn’t simmer; instead, it prompted his decision to make a swift trip to the dollar store and join you at the party.

“You tend to conveniently forget when you’re a needy brat.”

“It’s ´cause I’m not a brat,” you reply with a huff, yanking at his tie. “Just a bit needy sometimes.”

“Hmm, just a bit needy?” His knuckle follows along your jaw, teasing you with his gentle touches and the mock sympathy seeping from his tone.

You look so cute lying here for him, with the angel wings peeking from your sides and the little sparkly pins adorning your hair. He just wants to fuck you silly.

You nod pliantly. An innocent smile blossoms on your face.

Jungkook’s hand disappears under the ruffles of your skirt, middle finger sliding over your pussy. You gasp, body twitching at the sudden touch.

“So wet already?” he sneers. “All for me?”

You grind your pussy against him, hungry for more.

“And so greedy for me.” He spreads your pussy lips, gently rubbing the pad of his finger over your sensitive clit. Jungkook moves your skirt up and an immediate glint surfaces in his eyes. “So pretty.” He slips two fingers in, smirking when you shake beneath him. “Baby’s sensitive, huh?”

He pumps his fingers into you and your teeth sink into your bottom lip. The alcohol running through your veins heightens your sensitivity to his touch. Everywhere he touches leaves a shimmering trail of tingles, enveloping your body in a cloud of euphoria, a sensation both fuzzy and dreamy.

“I want you.” You reach for his cock, but Jungkook seizes your wrist.

“Did I say you could touch?” His voice drips with condescension.

You weakly shake your head, a frustrated whine accompanying it.

“Use your big girl words.” His fingers stop moving and he completely removes them when you remain silent. “C’mon,” he urges, growing more impatient.

“No, you didn’t,” you sulk. Even dare to look at him through a frown.

“You don’t get to do anything," he tells you. He loses hie tie, wraps it around your wrist in a swift, practiced motion and ties them above your head. “Just lie there and look pretty for me.” He pulls his pants and briefs down, stroking his hard cock before he teasingly nudges his tip against your clit.

You watch him play with your pussy and you’re unable to keep the desperate moans from leaving your mouth, eagerly waiting until he aligns his cock to your entrance, slowly filling you up with his entire length. A throaty moan reverberates when he’s all the way in.

“Pussy’s so good at taking me.”

A gasp leaves your mouth as he stretches you out. “So good,” you mumble.

Jungkook waits until he knows you’re used to h is size before he starts moving his hips.

Your tits move in the confines of your corset. Jungkook’s head dips down and you feel his tongue slide over the swell of your boobs that peek out, teeth slightly grazing over your skin.

“Don’t bite,” you utter between moans.

But Jungkook does exactly that. Even sucks on your skin a little bit.

“You think you have a say on anything?” His hand squeezes your face. Traces of petulance lie in your eyes. His other hand grips your hips, fingers buried in your skin to fuck you fast.

It’s almost ridiculous how fast Jungkook gets you to your high. He knows exactly what to do to get your walls clamp around his cock, begging him to give you just a little bit more to push you off the edge.

“Don’t stop,” you whisper, eyes falling closed as you the pleasure builds up in your tummy.

But then Jungkook suddenly stops moving. You open your eyes to find Jungkook smirking at your trembling body, amused when a shaky breath escapes you.

“Why would you do that? I was close!”

He pulls his cock out, tapping it over your clit.

“Hmm, no idea why I would do that?” he asks, pushing his cock back into your pussy in one swift motion.

“I haven’t done anything,” you say meekly, staring at the way he slowly fucks you. He could make you cum so easily.

Jungkook sniffs a laugh. “Can’t recall anything bad you did?”

He picks up on his pace and you can’t think at all, barely able to shake your head as more breathless moans fly past your lips.

“Posting a couple costume picture online? Fuck, ___ what were you thinking?” He hooks his hands underneath your thighs, pulling them up to fuck deeper. “Wanted everyone talking about you two? Wanted to piss me off?”

“No,” you whine. “Didn't mean it that way. We- we didn’t plan on it at all. Just – when we saw each other it was really funny, and I just took a pic of it.” You’re a babbling mess at this point, the ability to form comprehensible sentences gone once Jungkook sticked his cock in you.

“I don’t fucking care,” he curses. “You know how people perceive this stuff.”

“You don’t... don’t think it was a silly coincidence?”

Jungkook is flush against you. Your nails dig into your palms at how deep his cock is buried in you.

“I should find it silly?” A deep glower settles on his face and in a sick, naughty way it turns you on, making your pussy involuntarily squeeze around his cock. “Fuck, ___, do you wanna cum at all?”

“No, please,” you fuss desperately. “Wanna cum.”

“Then start behaving. Quit being a brat.”

“I am good,” you try to convince him.

Jungkook shakes his head in dismissal. “Put on an angel costume and yet you’re such a dirty girl.”

While you may not encapsule the right persona regarding the angel outfit, Jungkook undoubtedly fucks you like the devil. So mean and selfish, teasing and cursing at you.

“Wanna be – wanna be good for daddy.”

“Yeah?” he breathes, hand travelling up your body until it reaches your throat. “Then don’t disappoint me.” With his shiny Rolex around his wrist, he wraps his fingers around you, squeezing the tiniest bit. You feel the familiar outline of his wedding ring press to your skin.

Your legs wrap around him and you try not to poke him with your heels, but tears obstruct your view and you can barely control yourself, the aching feeling to come undone is back in your tummy.

“Jungkook,” you utter between little desperate puffs. “Wanna cum so bad.”

“Only when I allow you to.” Jungkook looks down at your defeated, crushed face with a smug smirk. “Can do that, right? My wife’s capable of that, hmm?”

Your eyes flutter shut. A single tear rolls down the corner of your eye. “Yes, I – I can wait.”

“That’s my good girl.” He leans closer, whispering it into your ear. “Cock so good it’s making you cry, huh?” His lips press to the corner your eye and he kisses your tear away.

The more he talks and whispers dirty word into your ear, the harder it becomes to resist the temptation to pull yourself back and cum on his dick. But you want to be good for Jungkook, want to hear him praise you for being a patient girl.

“Slow down, please.” Your bound wrists unconsciously attempt to free themselves, but Jungkook’s knot is too tight for you to undo it. You’ll cum soon if he continues at this pace.

“Nuh-uh.” He denies firmly. “You can take it. Show me how good you are.” His fingers dig deeper into your throat and your eyes open again. His brows are furrowed, an angry flush tinting his cheeks. “That’s it. Look at me – look at me when you cum.”

It crosses your mind to secretly cum, but Jungkook’s got a knack for spotting your telltale signs, so it wouldn’t be that sneaky after all. You did try to do that once though. You couldn’t properly sit the next day.

Jungkook swipes his tongue over his thumb before he slips his hand between your legs and starts to slowly circle your clit. A devilish grin sparks up his face.

“You wanna cum so badly, don’t you?”

“Please.”

“Wanna cum all over my cock?” His thumb moves faster. “Make a little mess?”

“Yes,” you pant. Pleasure seeps through your entire body and the effort to ignore the feeling becomes so exhausting, more tears fill your eyes.

“Then cum for me,” Jungkook demands, keeping a gentle trace in his voice. His gaze remains on your face and he watches you with greedy eyes as you come undone beneath him.

It happens almost instantly, like a string that snapped. You’re body shakes as your orgasm rumbles through you and you’re so sensitive you want to yank his hand away fromyour clit, but Jungkook enjoys seeing your writhe way too much to stop playing with your nub.

Shaky breaths escape you. Jungkook fucks you slower now, still rolling his hips into you with precision to hit your sweet spot.

“Doing so good, love.” The hand on your throat moves to your face, swiping away the tears. “So good for me.”

And just as you’re about to tell him you’re too sensitive, Jungkook removes his finger from your clit and pulls his cock out. He sits down and pats your thigh. “Come here.”

Despite being tired from just cumming, you’re hungry for him just by the sight of Jungkook stroking his cock. You move to sit on your thighs, tied up hands on your lap.

Jungkook gathers your hair in his hand before he moves your head down. “Open wide,” he instructs, guiding his wet cock into your mouth.

You taste yourself on his dick as your slide your tongue around him. Jungkook is close to cumming. You can feel it in the way his he impatiently pushes your head further down his cock.

“Gonna cum in your mouth.” Tiny moans fill your ear and you take as much of him inside your mouth as you can. “Fuck, just like that.”

Your mouth fills with hot, salty cum and you continue bobbing your head up and down, getting every drop of it.

“Good girl.” Jungkook pulls you away from his cock. You swallow his load as you look at him. He hums approvingly. “Wasn’t too rough, was I?” he asks, untying the know from your wrists. He rubs his fingers over the red marks.

“I’m fine. Didn’t hurt.” Your eyes close when he pecks your forehead.

After he pulls up his pants and briefs, Jungkook checks his phone. His fingers are quick as he types something.

“Who’s texting you at this hour,” you ask, curiously peeking over his arm.

“Just work. I left a bit abruptly.” He tucks his phone away before you can read anything.

Before more questions can leave your lips, he meets yours in a sweet kiss.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he says, patting your hair to tame the mess on your head. “Once we’re home, I’m gonna give your ass the attention it hasn’t got yet.”

[guksfairy]

stars for you | JJK

part of the Between Us or Them drabble series

wc: 2.1k

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lowkey got confused with planetarium and observatory...bare with me <3...enjoy !

Koo 💞: You look pretty in that sweater

You hear the gentle buzz of your phone and look down at your screen to read his message before looking up in his direction. His friends are sat around him conversating as he stares at his phone nonchalantly.

A grin appears on your face as you pick up your phone to reply when your actions are interrupted, “What about you, Y/N?” Jimin says as he, along with Eunwoo and Areum, are staring at you for a reply.

“Sorry, what?” you put your phone back down and give them your full attention, “He was asking if you’re coming with us to the country club later tonight,” Areum fills you in and you remember.

The country club that you basically grew up in along with Jimin, Areum, and Eunwoo, was going to be holding a small dinner event for the richest members as a thank you since they were their biggest spenders. Jimin and Areum were set on going because who could say no to free food and liquor. Eunwoo on the other hand didn’t care for going much, but if his friends were going then he didn’t really mind it.

“Ugh, I don’t know,” you say and look across the room when you hear and see Jungkook laugh at something his friend said. Your favorite sound, really.

“My parents and brother are going but I just wanted to spend my Friday night watching some movies,” you reply and Eunwoo nods while Jimin and Areum stare at each other.

“Y/N, when was the last time we had access to free booze?” Jimin tries to persuey you and frankly, that’s his weakest point.

“Forget the booze-Y/N you don’t hang out with us much anymore,” Areum adds and Eunwoo says, “I don’t want to force you to come with us but the last time you came out was last week when we basically forced you out of your room. Everything okay?”

You remember that night. Jungkook was half naked and hiding in your closet as your three friends walked into your room demanding you go out with them for dinner.

“I’m completely fine, guys,” you say with a gentle smile and they are stare blankly at you, “Really! I’ve just been enjoying my quiet lately,” You add and they sigh at your response.

“Okay but you’re coming with us next week,” Jimin says and turns back around in his desk along with Areum while Eunwoo shrugs next to you.

“What are we doing next week?” you say and Areum replies, “I don’t know but we’re going out with us,” you and Eunwoo chuckle at that.

“Are you gonna need a ride home?” Eunwoo asks as the professor finishes up his sentence and dismisses the class. Jimin and Areum already packed up and waiting for you two, eager to get out of the classroom.

“No, I need to go to Mr. Yoon’s office hours and ask about the packet he handed out last week,” you bluff and the three nod, “We’re going over to Jimin’s after if you want to join us or you need a ride,” Areum says and you nod before Eunwoo zips up his backpack and the group walk out the door.

After a while, you place your last pen in your backpack’s small pocket. You feel warm hands around your waist and flinch before turning to see who it was and quickly calm down when you see the face you’ve woken up to just this morning.

“Hi pretty girl,” he says and you look around to the now almost empty classroom, save for four of five students who were still packing.

“Koo!” you wrap your arms around his neck and his arms, like second nature, wrap around your waist. He places a gentle kiss on your neck and takes a small step back to take a look at you. There’s nothing but love in his eyes. The emotion he’s only ever held for you.

“I want to take you somewhere,” he says and you step away from his embrace gently and turn to grab your backpack.

“Oh? Where are we going?” You say and turn back to him to see a smile on his face that you just know so well. He has something planned.

“You’ll see,” he says and intertwined your hands together before stepping out of the class, taking a moment to assure that neither of your friend groups were near, and making his way to the school’s parking lot.

You both walk to his car and he follows you to the passenger’s side before opening the door for you and quickly making his way to the drivers side with a smile.

“Koo seriously where are we going?” There’s a gentle chuckle in your words as he starts the engine and only looks at you with a smile.

“Relax pretty,” he throws both your backpacks in the backseat and you give up. It wouldn’t be the first time Jungkook does something for you and it certainly would not be the last. His surprises always found a way to make you smile the way nobody else could. The last time he surprised you, you ended the night with a promise ring on your pretty manicured hand, and hickeys all over your body.

He safely makes his way out of the student parking lot when you plug in your phone and Tip Toe by HYBS starts playing softly in the background. Jungkook’s hand on your thigh with your hand above his just enjoying his touch.

The weather was gloomy but it was okay because it was your favorite weather. It made you want to wrap yourself in a ton of blankets and watch your comfort films all day.

With Jungkook’s gentle hum to the song you find yourself at ease.

Nunu 🤍: We bought some of those Japanese jelly snacks you like if you want to come over?

Me: Are you really bribing me with sweets?

Nunu🤍: Is it working?

Me: No 🥰 Have fun with Jimin and Areum

Nunu🤍: 🥲

“We’re here,” you don’t realize how much time has passed until you look up and see…another school?

“Where are we?” You unbuckle your seatbelt and Jungkook makes no effort to reply. He simply gets out of the car and goes to your side to open the door for you.

He gently takes your hand to help you get down. As your fingers pat your skirt down he smiles and says, “A friend owes me a favor,” without another word he takes your hand and starts walking you towards a building on a campus you don’t recognize.

“Jaykay!” A tall blond man yells from afar and Jungkook waves back, “That’s Taemin,” he says to you and soon you both are face to face with said Taemin.

“You must be Y/N,” you smile and nod before extending you hand out to him, “Yes and you’re Taemin,” he nods.

“Jungkook speaks of you a ton during Overwatch matches it’s insane. You know one time while in the middle of a game he left because you texted him-“

“Taemin, we should get moving, right?” Jungkook interrupted and clears his throat with a flushed face. Taemin simply laughs and nudges his shoulder before walking away, without another word, and you two following behind. He swipes his card on the badge reader and opens the door for you three.

“Right through here,” Taemin walks you two towards a door in a hallway filled with stars and astronomy facts along with encouraging posters to study.

“You said an hour but I signed up for an hour and a half,” Taemin smiles at you with a wink when Jungkook thanks him, daps him up, and shoos him away playfully.

“Koo what is this?” There was no one else in the hallway and it was quiet. It was a peaceful quiet thought. The hallway proved to be calming with the gentle lights and glowing star stickers.

“Do you remember what I told you on our first official date?”

“That you liked me a lot but if I made you microwave the chocolate again you would have to make me do the chocolate covered strawberries by myself?” You playfully reply and he chuckles.

“No, pretty. The other thing,”

“That you’d give me the stars and planets if you could,” you remember how he said those words to you that night and how you felt the butterflies in your tummy go wild.

“Unfortunately, I can’t literally give them to you in this lifetime but…I got you something close,” and with that he opens the door and leads you in.

You’re confused at the dark room for a second until you see it. The layout of the universe and stars displayed on the ceiling for you.

You look around the room at the hundred empty seats, “I got Taemin to reserve me his school’s observatory since ours was booked for the next month,” he says and you feel the tears form at the bottom of your eyes.

“Happy 5 months my love,” his chest is to your back as he hugs you and your body fills with warmth. Quickly you turn around so you’re facing him and squeal before kissing him like he’s your entire life. Genuinely, because he is.

He became your support system and someone you always felt safe and loved with. So what if your relationship was private? You’d rather have these simple and loving moments with Jungkook than worry about your friends asking why you’re dating someone like Jungkook who doesn’t share much experience in your lifestyle.

“Baby, I love you,” you say against his lips.

“I love you,” he replies and takes your hand before walking you to the nearest seat and allowing you to sit first before he takes the seat next to yours.

His arm is quick to go behind your seat and you follow by leaning on him as you stare at the moving stars and planets.

“Thank you so much for this Koo,” you say looking at all the colors. The stars reflecting in your eyes in amazement and awe.

“I’d do anything for you, baby,” from behind, Jungkook takes hold of your face and turns you to face him, “And I know we said we weren’t gonna gift each other anything but…”

“Koo-no! I didn’t get you anything!” You whine as he pulls out a small box. A deck of cards…?

“For you my love,” your confused as you take the box and look at him and he’s nudges you to open it so you do.

Pulling out the deck of cards the first one is painted all black with writing in white paint.

‘Though there are endless reasons for my love for you, here’s 52 simple reasons why I love you’

“Koo!” You place them against your chest and feel the sting in your eyes. His smile is gentle as he pulls you in for a kiss on the forehead and a hug right after.

“I kind of had the idea a long time ago but thought it was too corny,” he says, “and then I remembered it’s you and you liked corny things so,” he playfully finishes and you nudge him as you lean back on him and read through a couple and feel like crying from joy.

You put the deck back down and put focus back on the scenery displayed all around.

“Oh right,” Jungkook says more to himself as he pulls out his phone and does something with it.

Suddenly ‘Through the Night’ by IU is being played throughout the entire room at an appropriate volume. Just enough so you and Jungkook could still speak and hear one another.

You chuckle.

“Really?”

“What?”

“This is the same song we danced to in the middle of the night like 3 months ago. I didn’t even know you knew the name of this song,” you explain and he chuckled.

“Yeah I have all the songs you’ve ever played or recommended to me in a playlist,”

“You do?”

He nods and you swear it. You swear you found your soulmate. His hand extends and he says, “Would you like to dance under the stars?”

Your laugh is gentle as you place your hand in his and you both sway to the love song with nothing but adoration for one another. His eyes never leaving your face.

He never wants to leave this moment. If he could, he’d freeze time just to stay here in this exact place in time with you. He loves you so much. It’s something that he knows for a fact will never change.

[lxvemaze]

彡in the end, it's you

pairing' cha eunwoo x reader

genre' hurt/comfort

wc' 3.5k

warnings' childhood best friends to lovers, miscommunication at its finest, angst angsty angsty, i cried, happy ending tho

song rec' always you by astro

a/n' no notes, i'm just sad

You couldn’t escape him. You saw him every single day without fail. His face was everywhere. You two had been friends all throughout your childhood, you grew up together, spent every day of summer break together, had each other's backs all throughout elementary and middle school. When the two of you were fourteen, he got scouted by an agent from an entertainment company who asked him to come audition to be a trainee. You were so excited for him, you knew he’d be a fantastic entertainer, so when he asked you what he should do, you told him to go for it.

And so he did.

And then he never spoke to you again.

You saw him on TV a few years later, he had debuted with a boy group as a vocalist. You almost couldn’t believe it when you saw him, he had debuted under a new name, so you thought it might’ve been another boy that just looked like him. But there was no one else in the world that looked like Lee Dongmin.

You were more than a little bitter about it, you two had been the best of friends throughout your entire lives until he got scouted, and then as soon as he got accepted as a trainee, he completely ghosted you. Not even his parents or brother could tell you why he didn’t ever text you, apparently he refused to tell them.

So now here you are, nearly a decade after he ditched you, a year after you graduated college, and working at your friends cafe because you decided to major in a degree that was nearly impossible to get a job in.

In the years since Dongmin’s debut, he’s only gotten more and more famous. He’s gotten huge acting roles, become an ambassador for some of the biggest brands on the planet, and the entire country was in love with him. It seemed like every single time you opened your phone or turned on your computer, you saw some headline about him like;“The Most Handsome Man In Korea; Cha Eunwoo”, “Cha Eunwoo: Face Genius”, “Cha Eunwoo Dating Rumors”, it was exhausting.

You lived close enough to the cafe to walk to work, and much to your chagrin, it seemed like your old friend was the face of every brand ever. You saw posters of him, billboards, screens playing his ads, coffee cups with his face on them. You couldn’t escape him. The memory of the boy you had grown up with followed you everywhere.

During exam season, your friend liked to keep the cafe open 24/7 on weekend nights, so students could have a place to get coffee and relax for a minute before getting back to studying. Tonight was one of those nights.

None of your coworkers liked the overnight shifts, but you didn’t mind them. They were slow and peaceful. About once an hour, a teenager with dark circles under their eyes would come in for a pick-me-up, and leave as soon as the drink was in their hand. So you always offered to take the overnight shifts by yourself.

It was 3 a.m., and no one had come in for almost two hours. After an hour of experimenting with the different syrup flavors and making what was quite possibly the most foul drink to have ever existed, you resorted to scrolling on your phone while sitting on the stool behind the register. You were tired, the blue light of your screen burning into your eyes. You had half a mind to just close the shop and go home, and pray that your friend wouldn’t murder you when she found out.

You didn’t even notice when the bell on the door rang as it opened until the person was standing right in front of the register.

“I am so sorry,” You apologized, quickly setting your phone beneath the counter and looking up at the man in front of you “What can I get-”

You stopped in your tracks as you observed the stranger in front of you. He was tall, and wearing a mask, glasses, and a beanie pulled down to his eyebrows, but there was something familiar about his eyes, and with the way he was looking down at you, you could tell he thought the same about you.

The two of you maintained eye contact for what anyone outside would have thought was an uncomfortable amount of time. You knew this man somehow, how somewhere. But where? Where could you have-?

It hit you like a semi-truck going 50 over the speed limit on the highway- It was him. The man that had haunted what felt like your every waking moment of the past decade.

It was Dongmin. Your Dongmin.

A shocked “Holy shit.” left your mouth.

You thought there was no way he would recognize you. He’d probably have worked with thousands of people over the past ten years, his world a constant loop of meetings, rehearsals, photoshoots, recordings, and performance. When he left, he cut you off completely, he probably wanted to forget his life before fame, he probably wanted to forget you.

At least that was what you thought until he pulled his mask from his mouth and breathed out your name.

“Uh…” You stuttered for a moment, your brain scrambling to think of something to say, should you confront him? Ask him why he never called or visited? Instead, what left your mouth was a lame, “You want coffee?”

You could’ve sworn you saw his face fall for a second before he nodded. “Yeah, just…Just an Iced Americano, I guess.”

The two of you were silent as you made his drink. Your mind was racing. He recognized you. He recognized you, and you kind of blew it? Why did you just ask him if he wanted a coffee? Are you stupid? Well, sure, maybe a little bit. You have to say something else to him. But what? What could you possibly-?

“So…How’ve you been?” His question stopped you before you could hand him his finished drink. How’ve you been? How. Have. You. Been?

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” The question left your mouth before you could stop it, stunning the both of you. But still, you continued. “We haven’t seen each other for like, an entire fucking decade, and you’re asking me how I’ve been? You completely stopped talking to me after you got accepted into your company. Do you know how many all-nighters I pulled after you left, hoping that you would send me a message? Do you know how many times I went over to your moms house to ask about how you’ve been, only to find out that you wouldn’t even tell your own family why you wouldn’t talk to me? I see your face every fucking day. Everywhere I go, you’re there. On every fucking poster, every billboard, every magazine. Hell, every time I open my goddamn phone, your name is in every damn article I see. Every day, I have to wonder why you ghosted me like that, why you just pretended I didn’t exist, and went on with your life. I’ve had to watch as you’ve become one of the most famous men in the entire country, while I slogged through school to get a degree that just led to me working in a fucking coffee shop. And you’re asking me how I’ve been. What the fuck?”

You took a breath, letting everything you just said sink in. You couldn’t have stopped yourself if you tried. All your frustration about him over the past decade had just come tumbling out of your mouth in rapid succession. You realized you were still gripping Dongmin’s coffee and set it down on the counter in front of you. Dongmin’s expression hadn’t changed much, other than the furrow that had formed between his brows.

The two of you stood in silence for what felt like an eternity. You were still fuming, and Dongmin was still practically expression-less.

“I’m sorry.” Was all he said before grabbing his Americano, tossing the cash for his drink onto the counter, and quickly exiting the cafe.

You were left shocked. All your questions unanswered. You stared at the wall for the next three hours until the crew for the morning shift came in. You were in a haze the whole walk home. You had finally seen the man that had been on your mind constantly for the past several years, told him what his absence in your life had done to you, and all he could say was “I’m sorry.”

You didn’t know whether to cry, scream, or stare at the wall in silence. So you just went to sleep.

You slept for an almost inordinate amount of time- 15 hours. It was already almost time for you to go back to the cafe for another overnight shift. You got ready with your mind still in a furious fog, the thought of your best friend as a kid- really, your only friend as a kid going out and living a successful life made you what others would probably say was unreasonably mad. Even your own mom thought your grudge against him was a little much. She didn’t understand. She didn’t understand what his actions had done to you.

It was a much busier night at the cafe, students and businessmen alike all coming in for a dose of caffeine to get themselves through the busy season. The cafe didn’t calm down until almost 4 a.m., and at long last, you were finally left by yourself in peace and quiet.

Maybe ten minutes after the last customer had left the store, you were drying out a froth pitcher when the bell above the door dinged again, alerting you to another customer.

You were still turned around facing the sink when you heard his voice.

“I swear I can explain.”

You whipped around so fast, you could’ve gotten whiplash. Once you saw him standing there looking so perfect and handsome in his long tailored black coat, expensive glasses, and designer shirt, you had half a mind to throw the small metal pitcher in your hand at his head. He raised his hands as if he could see the wheels turning in your brain. He looked around for a second before pulling out a chair at one of the small tables in the cafe and sitting down. You stared at him for a moment, wondering what the hell he was doing before he gestured at the seat in front of him, motioning for you to sit down.

You contemplated just leaving. Leaving the store unattended with Dongmin sitting alone at that little table and then never coming back again. Maybe you’d just walk out and keep walking and walking and walking until you dropped dead. But in the end, you decided that wasn’t a feasible option, so you set down your rag and pitcher, and slowly moved to sit down in front of him.

“So…Go ahead. You said you were gonna explain. So explain.”

He remained silent for a moment, his eyes scanning your face intensely, as if trying to find something that wasn’t there. He sighed and took off his glasses, placing them on the table. He rubbed the corners of his eyes, and folded his hands on top of the table, right next to where he sat his glasses before meeting your gaze.

“It’s not as simple as you think it is.”

You opened your mouth to argue, but he silenced you with a raise of his hand. “Please…Just let me talk. I know you’re angry, I know you’re frustrated, I know you’ve had a really hard time these past few years. But please…For the love of God…Let me say my piece before you say anything. When I’m done, you can yell and scream and call me names and tell me how shitty your life has been. But let me finish first.”

You closed your mouth and slumped back in your chair, watching curiously as Dongmin twiddled his thumbs for a moment before speaking again.

“I didn’t really…Have a choice. When I was accepted into the company, they told me that I couldn’t do anything that might damage my reputation in the future. They asked me if I had any female friends, so of course, I told them about my best friend; you. I told them about how we spent every day together, how we took all the same classes, how our families knew each other, how close we were. And they told me that wouldn’t do. They told me that if I stayed friends with you, that you could hurt my career.”

You almost opened your mouth again to speak, and he could tell, as he stopped and put his hand up again.

“I know. Okay? I told them that you wouldn’t do anything, that you were my best friend and only wanted good things for me, and you would never say or do anything to hurt my career. But they didn’t know you. So they didn’t believe me. They took my phone and blocked your contact, and told me to forget about you. To never mention you again to anyone. And if anyone tried to bring you up, to shut it down immediately and change the topic. I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted to abandon you. You were the most important person in my life. It was so hard to imagine you at home by yourself, wondering why I was ignoring you. I cried every night at the thought that I would never see you again. I hoped and prayed that we would see each other again, that you would be waiting for me, because I-”

Dongmin was cut off by the bell above the door dinging. You quickly stood up and saw a teenager standing in the door, obviously startled by your quick movement. “We’re closed.” You lied, ushering the teen out the door before closing the blinds and turning off the “Open” sign in the window. You turned around to see Dongmin still seated in his chair, facing the one you were sat in just a moment ago, fiddling with a string on his ripped jeans that probably cost more than your rent.

You sat across from him again, but this time he was determinedly avoiding making eye contact with you.

“Are you finished?”

He nodded his head slowly, his gaze returning to yours. “Do you…Wanna say anything? Now that you know?”

Your mind was a mess. You were still mad- you didn’t really know why, but you were. You finally had a reason, a pretty good reason, for why he did what he did. But you were still…Really fucking mad.

“Why…Didn’t you contact me? Like, after you debuted, after you started acting, after all that…Why did you never reach out? Hell, you could’ve had your mom or your brother deliver a message to me or something. If I was really important, if you really cared about me to the point where you were crying over me every night, why haven’t I heard from you until now?”

His head hung low and a long quiet sigh escaped his lips as he rubbed his eyes again. 

“I really don’t know. I think I was scared. Scared to see you, or scared that you would be mad at me, scared that you wouldn’t want to hear me out.” He looked back up at you, this time his eyes welled with tears. “I missed you. So much. More than I missed anyone else. It hurt so much, and I really wasn’t okay. So after a while, I did try to forget you. But it didn’t work.”

Your eyes were welling with tears of your own, and you weren’t even sure why. You choked them back and stared at the table for a second, gathering your thoughts before looking back up to him. “Didn’t you have…I don’t know, other friends or maybe like… I don’t know, girlfriends or something? I mean, your life is so…Insane. Why couldn’t you forget me? When you really think about it, I was kind of only a small part of your life.”

He let out a teary chuckle and your heart ached as you saw his real smile for the first time in years. He wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve and attempted to compose himself.

“Of course I have friends, come on. But really, I don’t…I never…Really had any girlfriends.” His head ducked again in what you could only assume was embarrassment. “And you…You were never a small part of my life. You were everything to me. The thought of being able to see you again after I debuted was basically the only thing that kept me going as a trainee. I could never forget about you. I tried, but I just…Couldn’t. You were my reason for going on. My reason for…Everything.”

You quickly looked away from him, your cheeks reddening for an indecipherable reason. You took a second to regain your composure, eyes wandering around the cafe before landing on the table. “So…Why didn’t you have any girlfriends?”

He chuckled again, and your heart once again tightened at the sight. His teeth were a little different, you noticed. But his smile still met his eyes the same way you remember it doing all those years ago. He scratched his chin and his eyes darted around the room, looking anywhere but you. He stared at the ceiling for a second, his smile slowly lessening before he looked back down at the table between you.

“Every time I tried to…Go out, or even just…Spend time with a girl…” He brought his hands to his face, groaning into them before finally looking back up at you. “I could only really think about you.”

His words took you off guard, and it took you a minute to process what he was saying. Your anger at him had long since worn off, and instead, you were left with a feeling of guilt. He had spent so many years working completely non-stop with people- management and fans alike- watching his every move. And any time he tried to stop and enjoy life like a normal human being, he couldn’t. Because he was thinking of you.

“...Why?”

He smiled gently at you, like he was waiting for you to realize the answer yourself before he said it, “Because. It was always you. Since the beginning, it was you. You were all I could think of before I went to sleep, all I could think of anytime I tried to enjoy myself. I wasn’t complete without you. From the beginning, and in the end, it’s you. And I think that’s the real reason I tried to forget you.”

The sunrise started to creep through the blinds as your mind was reeling, trying to make sense of what Dongmin was saying. It’s you. What? You stared at him blankly, unable to form a coherent thought or sentence. After all this time, the reason he had never called, never messaged, never tried to find you, the reason that he had spent the past decade of his life trying to forget about you was because he…You couldn’t even bring yourself to think of that dangerous word.

The smile had long since faded from Dongmin’s face as he carefully watched your reaction. He pushed back his seat, and adjusted his jacket. “I should probably go. Your coworkers are going to be here soon.”

He stood from his seat, your eyes trained on him as he slowly made his way to the door. Suddenly, something in your mind clicked, and you rushed forward to grab his arm just as his other hand reached for the door handle. He looked down at you, his brow furrowed as you looked up at him. Now that you had him, you weren’t really sure what to say, so instead of thinking, you just let the words flow out.

“I think I know the reason I never got over you leaving. I think I loved you- love you. I love you so much that you leaving and blocking me without warning hurt so bad, and then I kept seeing your face everywhere, and in every picture you just looked so happy, the sadness that I felt just turned into hate. I hated you for being happy without me, I hated you for being successful without me, I hated you for the fact that everyone in the country loves you. But I don’t hate you, I never hated you. I love you. I love you.”

Both of you stood in shocked silence at your words, neither of you moving, neither of you breathing, neither of you blinking. You just stood there, looking at each other. You couldn’t tell how long the two of you had been motionless until Dongmin’s face broke into a soft smile, and he gently removed your hand from his arm and held it in his own.

“I love you, too. I always have. It’s always, always been you.”

[ahgasegotarmy116]

hello 👋🏽 I wanted to ask if you could make a Drabble from bang-able where the oc and jungkook are both watching a movie and she fan girls over one of the male leads. I feel like it would be so cute to see Jungkook jealous. I understand if you can’t but I would love to see this, thank you!! :))

Haha sure! Let me know what you think 🤭

P.s. I read through this to edit it once so please ignore any mistakes 😅 ~~~~~~~~

"Okay what's wrong?" I ask, pausing Island right as a perfect frame of Cha Eunwoo pops on screen that it's almost difficult for me to take my eyes off of when I turn to address a very pouty Jungkook.

"Nothing" he grumbles and I sigh, tossing the remote on the coffee table and turning my body to face him. "If it was nothing you wouldn't be grunting and groaning and the other various array of sounds that you've no doubt been making just to get my attention"

"It's nothing alright" he denies again and I roll my eyes and grab the remote, giving up on talking it out when he's clearly not going to tell me unless I order him to.

"Suit yourself" I mumble and press play again, watching as Cha Eunwoo's character Johan gets out his sword while it illuminates his feature with a blue glow, leaving me biting down on my lip to stop the smile that's threatening to show.

I hear another scoff at that and notice that all of these reactions have been perfectly timed with when he's on the screen and so I chuckle.

"What's so funny?" he asks, no doubt frowning at me. "Oh nothing" I say, giving him the same answer he's given me and slouch back against the couch, amused with finding out the real truth.

"No what is it?" he asks again, acting completely hypocritical but I'll give in this time. "Your programming is showing" I tease and he scoffs again. "Yeah? And what of it?" he asks, crossing his arms over his chest leaving me smiling, the jealousy so apparent it’s laughable.

"It's just funny when that jealous side of you comes out to play" I say and he rolls his eyes, throwing the blanket off of him that we had been sharing, he doesn't need it for warmth or comfort but he knows that it makes me happy when we do it but it's always cute seeing these little signs of protest every once in a while.

"The amount of jealousy Ava added to your programing was perfect" I say while tossing the blanket to the side as well since I'm warm enough. "Well I'm glad you're having fun" he says under his breath leaving me turning to face him again and placing a hand on his cheek to bring his gaze back to me.

"He's just an actor in a drama Jungkook don't worry, it's not like I'm in love with him or anything" I reassure him but he's clearly not convinced. "Then why have you subjected me to watching it not once, not twice, but three times all the way through? Sounds like obsession to me" he argues, a slight pout on his lips very evident.

"I can watch this on my own you know. You don't have to watch it with me every time" I chuckle and he looks at me rather confused. "But you like it when we watch stuff together" he says, thinking he might've input that data incorrectly.

"I do but I don't want you to have to suffer through it" I say and he sighs and turns his face away from me. "It's just my programing. You can change it so you can watch in peace. You could even make it so I would tell you that you guys would be a perfect couple if you'd like" he says sarcastically.

I love the jealousy feature so much.

"No no that's okay, I don't mind watching it with you like this" I say and turn back to do so leaving him sighing and getting up to walk away. I pause the drama and I follow after the pouty baby, finding him way more enticing than the show right now.

"Where are you going?" I laugh when I see him flop down on the bed, watching the ceiling fan go round and round. "Figured I'd let you fangirl in peace" he says with a big sigh again. I chuckle and climb on top of him, straddling his lap with him immediately grabbing my hips to keep me steady.

"Come on don't be like that" I say, leaning down and kissing him to which he responds and I sigh into it, feeling even more attracted to him when he gets like this. It makes me feel wanted and that's something I won't ever take for granted.

"Like I said" he mumbles against my lips between kisses, "You can reprogram me" he finishes off and let's his hands wander up and down my torso but I sit back and look down at him again. "I like you just as you are" I say while running my fingers through his hair and he sighs.

"Good, because that's a feature that would take a long time to uninstall" he chuckles and I frown at him. "Some reprograming takes longer than others?" I ask, this being new information to me.

"Well it's a personality trait so those ones take a little bit longer to change compared to something like you begging me to fuck you harder" he teases and bucks his hips up into mine making me gasp a bit, the motion catching me off guard.

"Noted" I say after clearing my throat to break that tension he had tried to build. I try to get off his lap but he uses it as a change to put me on my back and hover over me.

"Speaking of fucking you harder you haven't touched me all day. Did you wanna play for a bit?" he asks, giving me a soft kiss and trailing his lips down my jaw and neck, sucking on that spot that gets me going.

"You still jealous?" I chuckle and he growls and bites down on me, "I don't want to talk about Father Johan when I'm trying to spend time with you" he growls and I giggle, leaving him scoffing and getting off of me, choosing to sit on the foot of the bed.

"Fine I won't talk about him anymore" I say, sitting up and taking up the space next to him. "You sure?" he asks and I nod but he rolls his eyes, clearly not believing me. "I won't talk about him anymore tonight. Promise" I say, holding up my pinky and he wraps his around mine and we press our thumbs together to seal it.

"Right after I finish up this episode" I say, slipping my hand out of his and trying to book it out of the room but he grabs me by my waist and throws me back down onto the bed, not letting me get away after that little stunt I pulled.

"No more" he growls again, hovering over me and giving me a glare that gives me a fluttering feeling in my stomach. "Okay fine no more" I say and run my finger along his jaw.

"You wanna take charge tonight?" I ask, the current mood he's been worked up into being a perfect transition for that and he smirks at me before giving me a reply that couldn't have been more perfect.

"It's cute that you think you had a choice tonight"

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[junnylunny]

PIZZA

!pairing- pizza buyer!jake x pizza lover!reader

: ̗̀➛ you are now listening to "PIZZA" by OOHYO ´ˎ˗

! synopsis- jake has always been the one suggesting and ordering the meals whenever everybody hung out. and when a sudden confession by jake is presented to y/n, it makes her realize that there's actually a deeper meaning towards his choice of order: pizza.

! word count: 1.2k

! includes- fluff, college life, pizzaaa

an unbearable feeling of stuffiness filled the young airy night, with mosquitos swarming every light post on the street- leading everyone to stay at home with their air conditioners on.

especially for y/n and her guy friends; they had to blast the ac on to replace the odoriferous fume of sweat consuming the apartment.

with everyone in the building, ravenous for food, it was merely a tractable situation. once in a while when everyone agreed to meet at the same dorm room, jake would ask to order pizza. and with familiarity, everyone would settle on his request and head to the convenient store for alcohol. since finals were published and summer was finally here, they were probably going to spend more time together.

"i'm hungry," junhoo dreadfully groaned on the couch.

"should we order pizza?" jake asked with a smirk across his face, sitting next to junhoo, knowing the obvious reply.

"yeah. yeah. hurry up and order," junhoo remarked, waving his arms frantically, expressing his nonchalant yet desperate hunger. jake swiftly got his phone out to take orders.

"1 cheese, 1 pepperoni, and 1 everything?" he asked, not looking away from his screen.

"don't forget the can of coke." eunwoo noted, entering the living room with y/n.

"you guys genuinely need to take a shower," y/n scrunched her nose, interrupting the list of foods being ordered. "all i smell is sweat and it's killing me. eunwoo and i opened the ones in the rooms."

"i'll open the windows," jake said, taking initiative to y/n's complaints.

"where are the freshmen at?" junhoo asked.

"doyoon said he's coming with the rest of them in 20 minutes," y/n said, checking her phone.

"okay perfect. pizza is coming in 20. we can go get alcohol." jake said, finalizing his order.

"let's go!!!" junhoon excitedly yelled.

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y/n, jake, eunwoo, and junhoon quickly got their wallets and headed to the convenience store to buy some alcohol and chips. they busily dumped in their favorite snacks and left the store happily, carefree of their problems at the moment.

y/n had a popsicle stick in her mouth, trying to eat it faster than the hot weather that was melting it, following the rest of the guys behind with jake by her side.

"wait, y/n." jake suddenly pulled y/n behind, stopping the both of them from their tracks while the others continued to walk away.

"what's wrong?" y/n asked with a puzzled look.

"i have something to tell you," he said.

"all of a sudden? okay," y/n awkwardly laughed, unsure what he'd bring up.

"this is really random timing but i felt like i should tell you today." jake began his confession. y/n stood still, listening carefully to what jake was saying, noticing his shift to a serious demeanor.

"um. i really like you. not as a friend but, you know, as a girl." jake confessed. before y/n could even comprehend what jake said, he interrupted, "but you don't have to tell me your response right now. i'll wait." the air began to feel quiet and cold. y/n's empty response left the both in an awkward situation.

"i-," before y/n could say anything, jake ran away, heading the opposite way of where both the guys and the apartment lay.

y/n felt confused. jake had just confessed and abruptly ran away. what kind of a confession was that? y/n slightly laughed with her only presence, confused yet flustered.

after y/n had walked alone back to the apartment, she realized that jake had not returned. actually, nobody had heard back from jake after the incident. even when the rest of the guys would meet, jake was nowhere to be seen.

"now that jake isn't here, we haven't eaten pizza at all" junhoo suddenly realized.

"you're right," doyoon said. "probably because y/n liked them so much," he mumbled- a bit too obvious for everyone to hear.

eunwoo batted an eye at doyoon. "oh shoot," he said slyly.

"wait what?" y/n asked.

"gosh finally. i was wondering when we were going to tell her," junhoo said, letting out a sigh while rolling his eyes.

"jake would order pizza all the time because you liked them so much. apparently you mentioned really really liking pizza during orientation or something and he remembered. what a creep."

"he was so persistent. i was kind of concerned," doyoon laughed.

"i thought we promised to keep it a secret?" eunwoo interrupted.

"oh he confessed already." a freshman butted in.

"what???" everyone yelled at once, looking at y/n for confirmation. y/n just nodded, unsure what to say.

"seriously? when?" eunwoo asked, feeling betrayed by his best friend.

"he confessed the night we went to go get alcohol and i came back alone..." y/n uttered, embarrassed to admit the situation. how could jake just run off like that?

"oh so that's why you came alone... wait- did you reject him???" junhoo assumed, not liking the silence y/n was giving.

"no. he asked to give him a response later, although i have no idea when that is." y/n said, looking away.

"and that coward just never came back to hear your response? wow." eunwoo said, even ashamed of his action.

another moment of silence filled the room. everyone had been walking on eggshells since freshman year whenever jake would mention y/n, not wanting to poke him in any way.

"well!" junhoo exclaimed. "let's have some pizza y/n likes..."

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while everyone enjoyed the pizza, y/n ate the pizza with a blank expression. she was processing everything the guys had said. so jake liked y/n since orientation? wow...

y/n had decided to head to the convenient store alone to clear her head, grabbing the alcohol as well on her way. as she headed out the store, she saw a familiar figure leaning against a gated fence, staring blankly at the ground.

"jake?" y/n called out, walking towards him.

"oh hey, y/n" he replied, looking up to meet eye contact.

"omg. where were you? we were worried."

jake didn't respond. he just stayed leaning, observing every detail on y/n's face.

"i had some things to solve. sorry i couldn't reply to the group chat." he said sincerely.

"it's fine. the boys are over. let's go eat," y/n said, raising up the bag of alcohol and swinging it to show jake.

"wait," jake stopped y/n from her tracks by the wrist. he stayed silent, hoping that y/n would break it. "never mind..." he backed away, letting go of her wrist.

y/n replaced the silence by saying, "pizza sucks without you."

"what?" jake looked puzzled.

"i said pizza sucks without you…”y/n repeated herself. “and summer has been boring without you... and everything has sucked without you." 

he looked shocked by y/n's response, his face turning bright red.

"let's go," y/n declared, taking jake's hand, giving him an assuring face.

"wait." jake pulled y/n by the hand, her proximity becoming closer.

"just like how much you like your pizzas, that's how much i like you." jake slowly grabbed y/n by the chin and kissed her lips. 

[clownprincehoeshi]

Parallel Hearts - Chapter 2

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. Maybe you finally have your shot at love and happiness. Or not.

Pairing: fem reader x idol Jungkook fem reader x idol Mingyu fem reader x idol Hoshi

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Warnings: Kissing-Nudity-Sex 18+-Harrassment-Stalking-Death mentions-Cheating

Word count: 4557

This chapter continues the story of Jungkook and Y/N. Might post chapter 3 tomorrow.

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Almost two months have passed since you first met Jungkook, and you saw him again 5 more times since then. You both became more open and social. You started to open up, became closer to Jungkook, Mingyu and Jaehyun. More or less with Eunwoo, because he was taken and you don’t like to be too friendly with taken guys. His girlfriend was a little strange around you though and you hoped she didn’t see you as a threat.

So on a sunny warm day of may, you were all at Mingyu’s house that he shared with his member, Wonwoo. He called you all for a barbeque, he likes to show off his cooking skills. Eunwoo and his gf were not there, so you took the chance to ask the guys why she’s giving you a stinky eye why she is never friendly with you. You could understand if that was her personality, but she’s nice to everyone else but you.

Jaehyun: I think she’s jealous, honestly.

Mingyu and Hana snort loudly.

Y/N: Do you guys know something that I don’t? Because I’ve never given her reasons to be jealous. I barely talk to Eunwoo.

Mingyu: Nah, I just think she’s the type that wants to be the prettiest, in the group and get the most attention.

Hana: And since you came, she’s not that anymore, and she’s not getting attention from the guys that much anymore.

Y/N: What the fuck, I’m not even that attractive.

Mingyu slapped you hand and had an annoyed look on his face.

Y/N: Ouuuchh, wth!

Mingyu: Don’t say stupid things about yourself. Do you have a mirror? Huh?

Y/N: Mingyu, I don’t need a mirror, I just need to look at you and I feel ugly instantly.

Mingyu laughed so hard while blushing hard.

Hana: Y/N, don’t feed his ego like that, it will get to his head and no woman will be good enough for him, ever again.

Jungkook’s eyebrows frowned at the conversation and he felt heat running through his body. He was getting angry.

Jungkook: Y/N, are you saying you like Mingyu?

Now it was your time to blush, but not because you liked Mingyu. Well, you liked him, but not in that way. But if it were for him to ask you out you wouldn’t say no. But at the same time, you would not say yes, because you had feelings for Jungkook. Like, real feelings now, not just fan from a distance feelings. Now he became a real person, he was not the behind the screen idol that you dreamed about.

Y/N: I don’t know how to answer that question, because you were not clear in what way I like him.

You give a little smirk and JK knows what you’re doing now.

Jungkook: Ok, then how about this? Do you want to date Mingyu?

And you don’t know what came over you. Maybe that damn champagne Hana brought-you had 2 glasses already. You’re sure you will regret what you’re about to say, but you have to let him know you don’t want Mingyu.

Y/N: No, I don’t. I see him as my friend, not as a possible boyfriend.

Mingyu, pouting: Why not?

Y/N: I like someone else.

The guys were all excited about this, trying to find out who this guy was that you liked. They pretty much knew you were not interested in dating and that it’s been a long time since you liked someone. Hana knew, of course, but she would not betray you and shout it’s Jungkook. She knew that this was something it needed to happen naturally on his part, if he will ever see you in a romantic way or not.

Jaehyun: Wow, Y/N, congrats! Lucky guy. When will you introduce him to us?

Y/N: Umm, probably never.

Mingyu: Awwwnn, why not?

Probably because me and him it’s something that’s just in my fantasy.

Y/N: Doesn’t matter, we are not even together. So it doesn’t matter.

Jungkook’s POV

You’re feeling a rush you don’t understand when Mingyu asks Y/N who the guy is. A moment ago you were furious thinking she is into Mingyu, and now you’re mad that she actually likes someone. Who the hell is the guy? When did she have the time to meet him and where? You know she only has time for her job and to meet her friends. And you are on the of those friends. She doesn’t have others here in Seoul, you’re sure of it. Maybe she met him online? Maybe he’s a foreign guy. Is she even into Korean men? Why don’t you know that detail? What have you been waiting for, idiot?

There must be so many guys out there trying to win her over. I mean, look at her with that smile that could bend iron. And those eyes that feel like could cut through you if she stares enough at you, yet so warm and sincere. She’s like a fairy, that’s it. You think this is how a fairy would look like if they were real. God, her hair shines so beautiful into this light. Her skin looks like honey and her voice sounds like the most beautiful melody ever.

You stare at her like a mad man. If only you could just hold her hand, those pretty little delicate hands. You’re sure they feel like velvet. And those lips. Fuck! You’re furious right now and you don’t know what to do. You just know you can’t give up without a fight. She’s worth it.

So you think you should start your plan right away. Yeah, you made a plan in your head to win Y/N.

Jungkook: Y/N darling, can you help me with this? Please?

You give her lovey dovey eyes and she seems to just stand there in shock, looking at you.

Jungkook: Y/N?

Y/N: Oh. Oh, right. What do you need me to do?

Jungkook: Can you take the kimchi out of the jar and chop it onto the grill?

Y/N: On it, chef!

She smiles so bright. You know she likes to cook  and now you’re trying to take Mingyu’s place as chef of the house. Even though it’s his house, but you don’t care. You need to show her you’re a great catch. You can do anything, right? You’ve got a few tricks down your sleeve, you’re no loser. You’ve had girlfriends before and you know how to flirt. People say you’re a natural.

Y/N’S POV

 You start cutting the kimchi while Jungkook is flipping the meat on the grill. Suddenly, you feel a pair of hands on yours and when you look up, it’s Jungkook, trying to help with the scissors.

Jungkook: Here, let me do it. The smoke is too hot, don’t burn your pretty hands.

Now, what the hell! You’re dead, you’re finished. Your face is burning, and not from the heat from the grill. Your heart is jumping out of your chest and you feel like dropping on your knees, down to his feet and bark. Where’s the “I’m not doing this for any man”girl? Look at you now, all weak for him. And not only he touched your hands, but now he’s so close to you that your shoulders are touching. You can’t take this anymore, you need air, you need cold water in your eyes.

So you rush to the restroom to calm down. You need to hear your bestie’s voice, it will help. But she’s not answering. Fuck, fuck! You call your other bestie.

BFF no 2: Yaaaahhh, my princess, my love! What the heck are you doing? I miss you!

Y/N: Shit, I need your advice. It’s Jungkook.

BFF no 2: Just fuck already. Problem solved.

Your bestie number 2 was different from bestie number 1, this one has a…more dirty mind and is more direct, let’s say.

Y/N: Ughhh, always so helpful you nut job. Not the perv version, please! I need the other version, more wholesome and practical.

BFF no 2: Hmm, no fun, but whatever. So what happened?

Y/N: Might not seem like much, but you know how much I like him, so this is huge. He touched my hands for a good 10 seconds while we were cooking. I ran away, needed to cool down.

BFF no 2: Ok, horny pants, calm down. Maybe he did that without realizing and it’s nothing there, ooorr…

Y/N: I think I will like more the second version.

BFF no 2: Ooorr he kind of likes you and is trying to get closer to you in a more physical way. You know, like a slight arm touch here and there, a bump, touching your hand when he hands you something. Also, you’re a dumb bitch for running away. The man was making a move and you acted like a drunk chicken. Go back there!

And she cut you off just like that. But she’s right. You can’t think right, so you will take her advice. Right when you go out the restroom door, you run into someone. You bump your head on his shoulder and he catches you to steady you. If you feel, would have been funny. You laugh when you’re in that type of situations.

Jungkook: Whoah, careful there! Are you ok? You ran into my shoulder pretty hard.

You put your hand on your forehead, feeling like it hurts a little. He takes your hand away and gets closer to look if you’re injured.

Jungkook: All good, it’s just a little red. Might get a little swollen, so let’s get you some ice, ok?

Y/N: No, it’s fine.

But he won’t even listen. He takes you by your hand and walks you to the kitchen and takes an ice cube from the freezer. He puts it on the red sport on your forehead. Now there’s a moment of silence where none of you know what to do or say. You feel his breath on your face, smelling like alcohol and fruits. You love it. Then your smell his perfume, a very faint smell close to…soap? Feels like soap, a very fancy soap. You feel his fingers lifting your chin to look up at him. You’re speechless.

Jungkook: You’re ok? Does it hurt?

You’re so weak now that you try not to speak. If you’re trying to put works out, you’re probably going to sounds like a cat that’s been stepped on its tail. So you shut up and just nod slowly. You’re sure you have heart eyes right now and you’re afraid he will hear your heart beating with the speed of light. His fingers are still on your chin, keeping your face up. You two stay like that, looking into each other’s eyes for a good moment. It’s like his eyes hold an entire galaxy, you could get lost in them.

But you’re brought back to reality by a voice.

Wonwoo: Get a room! But not in my apartment though.

Jungkook: Don’t be a dick, she hit her head because of me and I’m helping.

Wonwoo: If you kiss it, it will get better.

So Jungkook takes the ice cube off your forehead and gives a soft kiss right where you hit his shoulder.

Jungkook: There. Now it should be better.

You’re just…what? He kissed your face? Was bestie right? Is he into you? You need to find out what he’s up to. So the rest of the day you’re very aware of him, you’re watching his every move, trying to find small signs about whether he likes you or not. There was his arm on the back of your chair when you were sittin at the dinner table. You felt his hand playing with strands of your hair. As soon as you feel that, your whole body just melts. You look at him, trying to find something on his face that would give him away. But nothing, he didn’t turn to you, he just kept playing with your hair.

Then when you all got comfy on the huge sofa in the living room, he sat right next to you and brought you a soft blanket in case you felt chilly. He noticed you get cold easily. So he put the blanket over your legs while he sat beside you and cuddled. God, you felt like butter next to him. He was so adorable and cute you could die. While the movie was playing, it was the last thing you could focus on, because he kept moving. At one point he put his head on your shoulder. You just didn’t know if you should be as touchy as he was or not, because you didn’t want to push his boundaries. You knew he was a guy who likes to be touchy and cuddly, but you were not sure. So you rested your head on his head. It seemed he liked it, because you felt him cuddle more into you.

All of the sudden, you see Mingyu turning his head to look right at you. He saw how close you and JK were sitting and he gave you a little smile, but it felt like it wasn’t a happy smile, if that makes sense. Was more like a sad smile. What’s up with him, is he jealous or something?

You had to leave home, and you promised Hana you’ll sleep at her place tonight. So you dropped Jaehyun at his dorm and Jungkook stayed at Mingyu’s. When you left, he gave you a hug good bye. It was perfect. Just perfect. You feel happy and you wanna scream how happy you are. You’re not sure if you should tell Hana, because if Jungkook doesn’t like you back, you’re creating fuss for nothing. So you keep it to yourself.

The next couple of weeks go by so slow. You wonder if it’s because You haven’t seen Jungkook at all. He’s been really busy with his schedule. You thought that now, after the group will take a break, maybe he’ll have more free time, but it’s just the same. All you think about it’s him and it drives you crazy. The only interactions you had were the ones in your group chat with Hana and the guys. Since you both are 97 girls, they’ve included you in their little group chat. There’s also Minghao and Seokmin there, two of Mingyu’s members that you haven’t met face to face yet. You think Minghao is pretty and Seokmin is never serious about anything.

You are like Seokmin in a way, always trying to be positive and see the best, even in a day where nothing goes well. You never get bored and you don’t get too sad. You always tell yourself that everything will be ok. Afterall, it’s been like that since you were a kid. Any trouble appeared in your way, you thought you will fix it, or time will fix it. You were not a loved child, you never felt love from your parents. Maybe from your dad, but he never showed it. He was what you like to call, emotionally constipated, afraid to show feelings. Your mother treated you like shit all your life. You were never enough, it was like she saw you as this useless object that was not capable of doing anything in life. Your sister was a sweetheart, you loved her so much and you would die for her. She was the only child that got love from your mother, but you learned to live with that. You only saw your sister as your family, and your two friends. That’s it. They were the only ones who were there for you, the only ones who wished you happy birthday and who checked on you to see if you were ok. And you felt that you had enough, you felt happy.

Now you have new friends in a foreign place and you feel even happier. You are grateful for everything you have.

It’s already 10th of may and almost your birthday. You never did anything special on that day and you don’t think you will this year either. Maybe you’ll take Hana for dinner and cake, then have a sleepover. You’re at work and you sit on Hana’s desk.

Hana: Whatsup, gorgeous bitch?

Y/N: Hmm, what do you say on Friday I take my pretty girl to dinner? We wear something sexy, high heels, slutty hair?

Hana: Fuck yeah!!!

She said that a little to loud, so the next thing she got under her desk and you just ran to yours.

Then she raised her hand to you to give you an okay from under the desk.

13th is here, and it’s 4 pm and you’re almost ready with your hair and makeup. If it were for you, you would just cover your whole body with glitter and live your life like that. You put on your sexiest dress, a baby pink, sparkly one. It barely covers your shoulders and you’re not wearing a bra. You thought to flaunt your shoulders, people always compliment them. And it’s a little shirt too, so you’re happy with the result. You let your hair wavy, in its natural state, freshly died roots. A pair of little golden sandals, a bit of glitter on your face and rosy glossy lips. You felt pretty and confident.

You were maybe a little disappointed that nobody knew today was your birthday. You always try to not make it a big thing, that it’s just a day as any other day, but deep inside it’s a special day. It’s just your special day and you just want to feel special and appreciated. What’s wrong with that?

Hana took upon herself to chose a place where you can eat. She said it’s going to be the best meal of your life and you trust her taste. When you enter the place it looks really fancy and everyone is dressy and elegant. Now you don’t feel overdressed anymore, thought you feel all eyes on you, which makes you a bit uncomfortable. But you think you are allowed to be the center of attention today. The hostess guides you to a separate room in the back, and when she opens the door a loud sound crowds your ears and confetti flies to your face.

Crowd: Happy birthday, Y/N!!!

You can’t believe it. Your friends knew all along. They did this for you. They care. You feel like crying. Hana hugs you right away, wishing you happy b-day and that she loves you. Some of your co workers are there too, then you see Mingyu almost jumping over people to get to you and takes you into a big tight hug.

Mingyu: Happy birthday, princess!

He gives you the sweetest smile and the sweetest kiss on your head, hugging you some more. His hug feels safe. For a few seconds you forget where you are but then he lets go of you to get back into the crowd and let others congratulate you. You feel overwhelmed, but suddenly your mind goes to Jungkook. Is he here? Did he come? A moment later you feel someone grabbing your hand and pulling you into a hug. You couldn’t see who it was but you knew it was him. The smell is familiar. Fancy soap. He feels so soft you could spend the whole evening like this.

Damn, you’re so gone. So in love with this man. You don’t know what to do with yourself. You wrap your arms around his neck, as he hugged your waist. He lifts you up and swirls you slowly.

Y/N: Jungkookie..

You whisper into his ear.

Y/N: You’re here.

He slowly puts you down and looks at you surprised.

Jungkook: Why would I not be here?

But you don’t say anything and just give him a soft kiss on the cheek and hug him more. You hold his waist this time and he hugs your shoulders, his hands rubbing slowly on your back. One hand goes up, touching your head, slowly stroking your hair.  He loves your hair, he thinks it’s the first thing he loved about you.

It’s hard to just pull away from his hug, because you want to be there forever. But eyes are on you and you don’t wanna raise suspicions. But you feel like today you will know more about how Jungkook feels for you, if he just sees you as a friend only or not.

When he lets go of you from the hug, it’s then when he really sees you and your outfit. He’s lost his voice, he feels weak. Like, really weak. He never saw you like this. He knew you were sexy, but you usually wore homeless outfits, as you like to call them. You just like to feel comfortable. But tonight, seeing you in this little dress, molding over your every curve. Oh, and wearing no bra. He thinks he’ll just drop at your feet and worship you forever.

He knows this outfit is not for him, you had no clue you will meet him tonight, but he likes to believe that. Yeah, he needs to believe you dressed like this for him, to drive him crazy. He loved this type of teasing, without even realizing it.

He tried so hard not to look down. He did his best to look into your eyes only, so he made the moment short, just by telling you that you looked beautiful and excused him to go get drinks. This was it. He liked you, you saw how he drooled at you. How he couldn’t take his eyes off your body. Yeah, he’s a man, any man would probably look, but you were never sure until now that he was attracted to you in that way. But now you know. Oh yes, it was clear as day. And you were going to torment him more, until he caves.

 Jungkook’s POV

As soon you you excused from her, you made a bee line to the balcony. You needed air. On your way, you saw Mingyu and you signaled him to follow you. He thought it was serious, since your face said so.

Mingyu: Kook, what happened?

Jungkook: Dude, I can’t do this.

Mingyu: Do what? Are you drunk already? You feel sick? Wanna sit down, go home?

Jungkook: No, I need to talk to you about something. I haven’t told anyone, since I didn’t know things would go this far. And I know that I will probably just sound like a horny guy right now, but I need to get this out.

Mingyu: Awww! Are you finally confessing to me right now?

Jungkook: Stop being a clown, I’m not joking.

Mingyu: Sorry, sorry.

Jungkook: So I think I have feelings for Y/N. And I am even more convinced after I saw her tonight.

Mingyu: Mmmmhmm , you’re a horny guy. Ouchhh!!

Jungkook slaps Mingyu’s arm.

Jungkook: Focus, dummy!

Mingyu: Ok, so you’re in love? Or what are you saying?

Jungkook: Yeess! What do I do?

Mingyu didn’t really know what advice to give his friend, but he thought that maybe he should just tell her.

Mingyu: Just confess. Tell her. What do you have to lose?

Jungkook: Her? She might not like me?

Mingyu: Oh please! You’re so blind. Do you know why I stopped flirting with her? Because she liked you, you stupid goose.

Jungkook was a little thrown back by that. He didn’t know Mingyu liked her, and he wasn’t so sure about her liking him back. Well, he knows he could have any girl he wants, but you were acting so normal around him, never being weird and never throwing yourself at him. Mingyu grabs your shoulders and looks at you.

Mingyu: Listen, Jeon Jungkook! You tell her how you feel tonight. Or at least ask her what she thinks about you, I don’t know. Shit. I’m not an expert in relationships and love stuff, but it’s what I would do. And if you’re not doing it soon, I will consider you’re giving up and I will ask her out. I’m older than you, so listen to your elders!

Jungkook: As if. I could beat your ass in seconds.

Mingyu: I’m taller, bitch.

Jungkook: I’m faster.

Mingyu: So what, you’re going to run away? Pussy!

Mingyu pushes Jungkook towards the party room to talk to you. Next thing you know, you’re standing in the door, drinking from a glass and starring at her. You think she’s perfect. You slowly start walking towards her, but your legs feel heavy, like your shoes are made out of osmium. You know your feet are moving but it feels like you’re not making any progress. Your mind feels clouded and you feel your ears are ringing.

Y/N’s POV

You’re already two glasses of champagne in and you wonder where Jungkook disappeared. He said he will go get drinks but you haven’t seen him around in more than 20 min. You know, you checked your phone. But then you notice him in the door, sipping on his drink, looking right at you. Why is he looking like that at you? Like…he is angry? What look is that? Oh, he started walking. I think he’s coming over here. Why is this stupid heart racing again?

And he stops in front of you, puts his glass on the bar that’s behind you. He leans over your shoulder when he does that and the proximity drives you crazy once more. What’s up with this man, why does he have to be this irresistible?

He takes your hand and says “Let’s go somewhere quiet, I need to talk to you!”

You just nod and follow him. Hana’s eyes are on you, nodding her head, somehow asking if everything is ok. You nod back and give her a warm smile and a wink. Jungkook takes you in a room that seems like a waiting room, but at least looks like nobody will interrupt you here. He sits on a couch and pats the seat next to him so you sit there. He comes closer to you and you think that it’s a good sign.

Jungkook: Y/N. What do you think about me? No, that’s a stupid question. I mean… would you ever consider me as a potential boyfriend?

You sit there quiet, eyes wide, not sure what to say.

Jungkook: I mean. Shit! I mean I would like to ask you out, on a date. I like you. I know you said you like some guy, but I would want a chance. If you want to give me one.

You feel all emotions going through you right now. You’re hoping this is not a dream, so you lift your hand from your lap and say “Pinch me!”

Jungkook: Huh?

Y/N: Pinch me right now Jungkook, or I will pinch you!

He gives you a little pinch on your arm and you feel it. So you’re not dreaming. Well fuck! You lift your hand and cup his beautiful face.

Y/N: You’re so silly. It was you.

Jungkook: What about me?

Y/N: You’re the guy I like. How did you fail to see that?

Jungkook: I…I wasn’t sure if..

And you don’t let him finish, you just pull him into a hug. A super long hug. You think this day tops all days.

[i-am-baechu]

Chapter Ten

Wishes (M) (Season One) 

Summary: After a long day of classes, Min Yoongi decides to take a break at the music hall that has become his second home. He walks in with his cigarette lit and his blank expression quickly changes when he sees a girl playing his piano. The moment their eyes meet, their lives become complicated and Yoongi blames himself for her future pain. Was the love we had honest? 

Genre: Gang au!, college au!,  strangers to enemies (one-sided), strangers to lovers, slow burn, friendships, romance, angst,  little comedy, and smut

Main pairing: Gang leader! Min Yoongi x Pianist! Reader 

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, mature themes, gangs, violence, smoking cigarettes, drugs, and alcohol usage 

Warnings for this chapter: Mentions of death, guns, and injury. Also sorry this chapter is a big one and this is where the story will start to pick up :D

Author’s Note: Hey guys! I went to a work party and I got drunk. I spent the whole day recovering : D. If you are under the age please don’t drink and if you are at the age, don’t be fucking stupid like me for fuck sakes <3

⇜ Masterlist ⇝

Taking a chance in life can lead you down paths that you didn’t even know existed. There’s always good in the bad and vice versa. Even the smallest chance can change your life. Even when things seem so confusing, it's going to make sense. One way or another, it's going to make sense. At least that’s what you tell yourself because everyone just wants clarity in life. 

“Will you have this dance with me?”

Y/N glanced down at Yoongi’s hand and smiled, “I suppose.” 

“Please Y/N, one dance.”

The look on Yoongi’s face made Y/N nervous. It was a face that held secrets and those secrets were bursting out. Secrets that she knew he was hiding from her. Was it his guilt? Was he finally going to tell her the truth? Y/N nodded her head and placed her hand in his, “Okay..but I want you to tell me something.” 

“Anything.”

Anything...

Ten Hours Ago 

Yoongi stared at the screen and then cracked his neck. He turned his head towards Hoseok with a tense look, “He’s going to be there at the party with Joo Won?” 

Hoseok nodded his head and closed his laptop, “It appears that Joo Won has been working with Eunwoo for six years.” 

“When did Joo Won become known?”

Jimin let out a small cough and put his hands in his pockets, “He killed someone four years ago. The person was just random.” 

Yoongi nodded his head and took his phone out of his pocket, “In nine hours, we will have the party. Eunwoo will be there and this is going to be our chance.”  

Jungkook put his gun down and turned towards Yoongi with a worried look, “What about Y/N? Does she know what we're doing?” 

Jin glared at him and flicked his forehead, “Don’t mention her name.” 

Yoongi sighs and sees that Y/N called him four times. He knew there was something wrong with her but he didn’t want to pressure her. Ever since two days ago, he has been worried. It was as if the soul was sucked out of her and she wasn’t living that day. He waited for her at her school but she never came out. Taehyung was the one who found out that she stayed home. He told him that Y/N didn’t leave her room and it looked like her parents were struggling to talk to her. Whatever was on her mind, it was bad. 

He put his phone back in his pocket and turned towards his group, “No fucking up.”

“Yes, boss!” 

Y/N sighed and tossed her phone. She wasn’t shocked that Yoongi wasn’t picking up her calls. If she was hiding something, she would avoid the person she was lying to. It’s that simple but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt any less. 

“Y/N?”

She turned around and smiled at Dawon. Dawon gave her a worried look and sat next to her with two cups, “I made us tea.” 

“I appreciate it.” Y/N took the tea and took a small sip of the golden liquid. She placed the cup on the coffee table and stared at the cup with a frown, “What would you do if you were being lied to?” 

Dawon raised her eyebrow and placed her cup down, “You've been lied to?”

“hypothetically.” 

Dawon nodded her head and looked at Y/N, “Knowing you...you would do anything to find the truth. Y/N, please be careful. I don’t want you getting hurt.” 

“Would you still talk to that person?” 

“No, a person that lies will continue to lie. No matter what. They see it as a tool in a relationship, it makes them think they're the ones in charge.” 

Y/N bit her lip and looked away, “Even if they're protecting you... per se.” 

“Y/N, what’s going on?” 

Y/N shook her head and picked her tea up, “Sorry...it’s just mental gymnastics.” 

Dawon placed her hand on Y/N’s knee with a worried look, “You can tell me anything.”

“I’ll tell you when I figure it out myself.” 

Dawon sighed and nodded her head, “Don’t keep me in the dark.”

“I don’t even know what’s going on, Dawon. I think it's just my mind...”

Dawon went to say something but Y/N’s mother came in with a wide grin, “Are you girls ready to get ready?”

Y/N nodded her head and took another sip of her tea, “Yes.” She sat up and stared at her phone that was on the cushion. She picked up the phone and let out a sad chuckle, nothing. 

Y/N asked her mother if she could have a breather and her mother finally agreed after her father begged her. Y/N walked towards the park and she tilted her head when she saw someone familiar, “Yoongi?”

He looked up from his phone and gave her a soft smile. The rare softness from Yoongi sent warmth to her heart but she tried to erase this feeling, “Hey.” 

Y/N scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest, “Hey? Is that all you can say to me?”

Yoongi frowned and got up from the swing. He walked towards Y/N and unfolded her arms. He intertwined their hands together and rubbed her knuckles, “I’m sorry...I’ve been busy.”

“Been busy? With the case?”

“Stop bringing up the case.” 

Y/N let go of his hand and shook her head, “Yoongi, I have every right to know. It’s my life.” 

“I know it's your life.”

“Then tell me.” 

Yoongi sighed and stared down at the grass below, what the hell was he supposed to say? He couldn’t give her the whole truth because it would break her heart. Especially when it involves Joo Won. That little fucker has been ruining her life even before Yoongi entered. Y/N could’ve gotten killed like that random person. Yoongi ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head, “You make things so hard.”

“Then make it easier! Just tell me something.”

“Fine, the person that’s trying to kill you is going to be at the party tonight.” 

Her eyebrows furrowed and she frowned at this, “Wh-What?”

“I didn’t want to tell you anything...the person who wants you dead is going to be at the party.” 

“Wh-Who is it?” 

I can’t tell her...fuck I can’t, “I’m not sure yet. We’re still figuring it out. I’ll take care of it.”

“How do you have the jurisdiction to do this?”  

“I told you, Namjoon-”

Y/N shook her head and looked away, “I know but what gives you the jurisdiction to take action?” 

“Well, we’re rookies.” 

“You're a cop?”

Yoongi nodded his head and grabbed her hand, “I’ll protect you.”  Even if I have to lie to you. I’ll protect you no matter what. 

“Why didn’t you tell me this in the beginning?” 

“You would put yourself in more danger.” 

“Are you hiding anything else from me?”

Yoongi shook his head but Y/N saw his eyes. His eyes told so much and she doesn’t even think he realized it. She sighed and looked away, “I have to go...I have to finish getting ready.” 

“In an hour, meet me here. I want to take you to the garden.” 

She nodded her head, “Fine, you do remember that you're my date. Right?” 

“I do remember. That’s why I want to take you to the garden before I take you to the party.”

“What am I going to tell my parents?” 

“Tell them the truth. You're meeting your date somewhere and coming to the party.” 

She rolled her eyes and scoffed, “You make it sound like it's easy. I’ll tell my dad then...he’s more on my side.”

“I’ll see you then.”

“Yoongi, please don’t hurt me.”

Yoongi saw her eyes and they pleaded for security. Security that he wasn’t sure he was giving her at this moment, but he was going to try. “I won’t hurt you.” 

She leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek, “Promise?” 

“Promise.” 

She walked away and Yoongi watched with a smile on his face. Y/N covered her mouth, stopping herself from crying. She knew Yoongi was lying but she couldn’t stop herself from caring about him. Maybe there were some lies that needed to be set to protect her. She wanted to see him in a good light and everything but it didn’t sit right with her. 

She entered the house and her father was waiting for her, “You okay flower?” 

“Dad...I have to leave an hour early. I’m meeting my date somewhere.” 

Her dad's eyes widened and slowly nodded his head, “Is this person you're falling for?” 

“I think...I don’t know but I guess I’m giving it a chance..” I hope that choice doesn’t crush me even more.

“Taking a chance can open new paths, I’ll support you. I’ll tell your mother that you had last-minute changes in the dress.”  

Y/N smiled at this and kissed her dad’s cheek, “Thank you, dad.”

“Of course my flower. Now go get ready before your mother gets mad.” 

“Y/N! Are you back!?” 

Y/N let out a small laugh and looked at the stairs, “Too late...Coming!” 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

She did what Yoongi told her to do. She left the house and went to the garden. It was harder to walk the path when you have heels on but she tried her best to keep her heels clean. She opened the gate and the smell of roses hit her nose. They were begging her to enter the garden, it was as if Yoongi told the flowers about her arrival. She closed the gate and her fingers gently traced the cold metal.

“You look beautiful.” She turned around and saw Yoongi wearing a suit and tie. She felt her heartbeat go faster when she saw the tie color, blue like her dress. He slowly walked towards her and fingers gently traced the tulle shirt that was over her embroidered dress, “Beautiful.” 

She looked up at him and gently pushed some hair back, “You look handsome.” 

“Handsome enough to get your parents to like me?” 

“One can hope.”

He brought her to the middle and they laid in the grass with the flowers around them. They stared at the night sky and it was beautiful tonight. The night sky was bright with the moon being the main attraction. The sky itself was dark but it had a hint of blue. Van Gogh would’ve painted this sky over and over again. Y/N looked away from the sky and toward Yoongi with a soft smile, “I like moments like this.”

Yoongi gave her a tight smile and she knew his mind was clouded. She didn’t want to ruin their moment by asking, “I do too.” 

She rubbed her fingertips on top of his knuckles and looked back at the sky, “Just stay with me.” 

“I’ll stay with you, Y/N.” 

“No matter what?” Even if you lie to me?

“Yes, no matter what.” Even if I have to lie to you.

He leaned towards her and placed his lips on hers. She closed her eyes and returned the kiss with their foreheads touching. When they separated, she couldn’t stop staring into his dark brown eyes. Brown eyes that held lies and her heart. Why did this happen to her? 

He glanced at his watch and sighed, “We have to go to the party.” 

“Okay...” 

The ride to the party was quiet. To Yoongi, the silence was comforting but to Y/N, it was choking her. She just wanted the truth of everything but she was scared to hear the truth. She liked Yoongi a lot but Dawon was right, she didn’t know Yoongi. She doesn’t know Yoongi the way she knew Seungcheol. She knew what Seungcheol’s favorites were while she barely knew what Yoongi's favorite color was. The most basic question you ask a person but here she was, realizing that she never asked him. It was so hard to get him to talk to her that she didn’t bother with the small talk but is she the one to blame for this too? 

“Y/N, did you hear me?” 

She looked away from the mirror and saw Yoongi looking at her, “I’m sorry, what?”

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, I am. Sorry.” 

Yoongi grabbed her hand and rubbed her knuckles, “Are you nervous for tonight?” You have nothing to worry about, I’ll protect you.

“It’s a mixture of things.” Nervous about you mostly.

They walked into the party and Yoongi's eyes became wide. He knew Y/N’s parents were rich but seeing it in real life was different. The place was bigger than any place he owned and it was most definitely bigger than the orphanage. Everyone was dressed in the most expensive dresses and suits while he was dressed in a suit he took from Jimin. It was still a nice suit but compared to everyone, you could see the difference. 

Taking a chance in life can lead you down paths that you didn’t even know existed. There’s always good in the bad and vice versa. Even the smallest chance can change your life. Even when things seem so confusing, it's going to make sense. One way or another, it's going to make sense. At least that’s what you tell yourself because everyone just wants clarity in life. 

“Will you have this dance with me?”

Y/N glanced down at Yoongi’s hand and smiled, “I suppose.” 

“Please Y/N, one dance.”

The look on Yoongi’s face made Y/N nervous. It was a face that held secrets and those secrets were bursting out. Secrets that she knew he was hiding from her. Was it his guilt? Was he finally going to tell her the truth? Y/N nodded her head and placed her hand in his, “Okay..but I want you to tell me something.” 

“Anything.”

Anything...

They twirled around and Y/N glanced at Yoongi, “Are you telling me the truth?” 

Yoongi glanced down at her with a raised eyebrow, “Is that what you want me to tell you? If I’m telling you the truth?” 

“Yes, Yoongi I need to know.”

Yoongi leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead, “I am telling you the truth.” 

After the song ended, she looked around and saw Dawon drinking champagne in the corner. She let go of Yoongi and smiled at him, “I’m going to talk to Dawon. I’ll be back.” 

“Okay.” He glanced over at the food table and saw Jungkook eating a piece of cake. He looked back at Y/N and placed a kiss on her forehead, “I’ll be by the food table.”

Yoongi watched her walk off and his face turned to stone. He walked towards Jungkook and stared down at the white table cloth, “Is Eunwoo here?” 

Jungkook lifted up a napkin to wipe his mouth and nodded his head, “He’s been talking to Y/N’s father. Taehyung said Y/N’s father has been trying to get away from him all night.”

“Predictable. What about Joo Won?”

“No sign but Jin is looking at the cameras to make sure we don’t miss him. Hyung, what about Y/N?”

Yoongi wanted to smoke a cigar to have this pain in his chest disappear. He picked up a deviled egg and glanced at Jungkook, “Right now, my eyes are on Eunwoo and Joo Woon. Y/N is my third priority.” 

“Hyung, you can’t do that to her.” 

“Jungkook, don’t forget I’m your boss. We kill our enemies.” 

“You're going to be alone forever if you don’t start with the truth.” 

Yoongi swallowed the food and glanced over his shoulders to see Y/N talking to Dawon, “Alone protects me.”

“No, friends protect you...love could protect you if given a chance.” 

“Don’t let Eunwoo leave your sight.” 

Jungkook sighed in disappointment and nodded his head, “Yes, boss.” 

Y/N glanced at Yoongi and saw Jungkook was there. There was something wrong with this party. Everything was the same but there was this air to it that made her feel sick. Something was going to happen and she wasn’t sure what. She finished off her glass and looked at Dawon with a frown, “I need time alone.” 

Dawon glanced around the room and then back at her, “Is everything alright?” 

“Yes, just need a moment.” 

“If you need me, I’ll be here.” 

Y/N walked away and headed towards the bathroom but something caught her eyes. She turned her head and she saw Ana Jeon talking to someone. She quickly left the area and went straight to the bathroom. She leaned forward on the sink as she tried to gather her thoughts. Why was Ana here? Her parents hated her parents and well Ana never liked Ana. There would be no way that she would be on the list. Something is wrong tonight. 

She heard footsteps and she ran into the furthest stall. She heard heels clicking away and she kept silent. She didn’t know why she needed to be silent but her gut was telling her too, “Y/N?”

“Dawon?” She opened the door with a grateful smile but it quickly faded away and her eyes widened to see Dawon pointing a gun toward her with shaky hands, “Da-Dawon?”

“Where’s Yoongi?” 

“How do you know his name?”

Dawon gave her a tight smile and opened the door further to show Joo Won, “Y/N, you should’ve stayed away from him.” 

Yoongi looked around the room and cursed under his breath. He picked up his phone and dialed Jin, “Where is she?” 

“I don’t see her anywhere, Yoongi.” 

“Fuck.” 

Yoongi clicked on Y/N’s number and waited. Y/N’s phone started vibrating in her clutch as she stared at Dawon in betrayal, “Dawon? What’s going on?” 

“Eunwoo told me if I didn’t work with him then he would kill me. I don’t want to die. He didn’t give me a choice...Y/N, I’m so sorry.” 

Y/N glanced toward Joo Won, “Why me? What have I done to deserve this pain?” 

“You got involved with the wrong people.” 

Yoongi looked around one more time and nothing. There was no sight of her, Eunwoo was still talking to Y/N’s parents and there was no sight of Joo Won. There was a piece that he was missing. He glanced by the drinks table and saw that Dawon wasn’t there. He knows girls go to the bathroom together and decide to look there before shit hits the fan.

Dawon gave the gun to Joo Won and looked away, “I did what Eunwoo wanted me to do, no leave me alone.” 

“Dawon-”

“She’s still my best friend. I can’t do it and I won’t do it. Y/N, I hope one day you can forgive me.” 

Y/N stared at Dawon and didn’t know what to say, “Who’s Yoongi?” 

Joo Won turned around and looked at Y/N with a shocked look, “He hasn’t told you?” 

“Tell me now.”

“Y/N, he’s the leader of The Seven.” 

Yoongi walked down so many halls that he didn’t even realize he was lost. He took out a smoke and started smoking away. The stress was getting to him and it was annoying. How can Y/N travel so fast?

Dawon saw Y/N’s shocked face and looked away. She didn’t want to see the hurt. Y/N glanced at the gun and then back at Joo Won, “Are you part of a gang?” 

“Y/N-”

“Answer me.” 

“Yes...I am.” 

It happened in a flash, Y/N attacked Joo Won. Five punches is what she got in and five punches is what he let happen. Joo Won didn’t fight Y/N. He deserved it. He caused so much hurt to her that he deserved so much more but the universe isn’t ready to give it to him yet. Blood went across Y/N’s face as she started crying. The tears landed on his shirt. Joo Won let out a cough and looked away from her, the hate in her eyes was killing him, “Go. I'll tell Eunwoo, it was a false alarm.” 

Y/N glanced up at Dawon and tears slipped down, “I thought you were my friend.”

“Y/N-”

“I did everything for you! I loved you like a sister...how could you?”

“My life was on the line. He had a sniper on my head and called me, I-I-I didn’t know what to do.” 

Y/N slowly got up and shook her head, “This isn’t done.” 

She ran out of the bathroom and down the hall away from the loud music. It wasn’t until she bumped into someone. The person wrapped their arms around her waist, she looked up and saw Yoongi's eyes widening when he saw the blood, “Y/N, are you-”

“Don’t touch me. You-You fucking liar!” 

She pushed him away but Yoongi was too strong, “What are you talking about?” 

“A fucking gang leader?” 

Yoongi felt his soul leaving his body and he looked away from her eyes, “I did it to protect you.” 

“You're not even denying it...oh my god.” She pushed him away and leaned against the wall while she looked up at the ceiling, “You fucking liar. I knew it. I knew you were lying about something so serious.”

“How could I tell you the truth!? I’m a gang leader. Will you let me kiss you? How the hell was that going to work?”

“Don’t blame this on me...You're the one that lied to me!”  

“Fuck, I’m not blaming this on you..it’s my fault. I just wanted to protect you.”

“How does it feel to hurt the one you're protecting?” 

There’s something about the silence that's comforting. It’s this unspoken feeling that makes you feel at home. There’s no one to take it away and it's something that never changes. It’s always there. No matter how hard you try. Even in moments when you're with people that make you feel something, silence is always there. You're the one to blame for the silence and you have to take responsibility before things get worse. Before things get worse...

Y/N stared at him and it was a look that he never wanted to see, “Y/N...” 

“You lied to me...You’ve been lying to me.” 

“I did it-”

“Don’t repeat it. I trusted you...all this for what? To make me look like an idiot?” 

Yoongi shook his head and brought her into him as she tried to push him away, “You're not an idiot...don’t ever say that about yourself.” He glanced down at her to see her standing still and he wiped the blood off of her forehead, “Y/N, I couldn’t tell you.” 

“Let. Me. Go.” 

“I won’t...I will never let you go...Never.” 

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could you write a fic with any of the members, with some soft feedism please? Like a member who accidentally puts on a few pounds and realises they like it, and then gain purposefully. With the help of another member they put on around 50-100 pounds or something? Bursting out of clothes and have a much larger appetite?

(ao3 link) also answers this prompt because it ended up being hopekook too!

After nearly a decade of running without stopping, free time is a stranger to Jungkook.

At first, he feels like he has to do something; that’s why when he got the alert to his business email asking about Left & Right, he’d jumped on it without hesitation. Why he hits the gym hard once they accept the Busan Expo performance to be their final group outing for two years. Why he practices his English day in and day out so he can look back at his World Cup performance with pride.

But after that, there’s nothing on his schedule. He’s the last album to come out, and he’s never been interested in the variety shows that Jimin and Yoongi are already getting love calls from, despite their albums being months away. He still shows up to vocal lessons, until PDogg laughs and nudges him out of the booth and says, “Jungkook-ah, let yourself rest.”

Rest is as foreign a word as it is a concept to him, but he thinks on it as he sits in the back seat of the company car that’s driving him back to his apartment, with a stop at his brother’s to pick up Bam because if he truly has no schedules, then he might as well spend time with his giant baby.

Wandering his apartment, Jungkook looks at the game consoles that have collected dust during promo periods, and his pantry that is mostly snack foods because of so many nights spent working late at the company building that he just ordered takeout to the practice room every night. It’s a decision easily made as he sits down to his neglected Animal Crossing island and orders a grocery delivery that’s so extensive, he tips the driver just as much as the bill had cost. In between pause screens, he cooks himself a meal worthy of a Parasite scene, doctored up Chapaguri and a thick piece of steak seared to a perfect medium rare, and he savors each bite, knowing he’s not going to have to tut at his swollen sodium face in the morning, because he has no real plans in the morning.

The free time begins to get fun after that. Jungkook has owned this apartment for the better part of four years, lived in it sporadically for two, and full-time since they moved the last of their stuff out of the group dorm over the summer, and he’s still barely ventured out, so he dons bucket hats and dark masks and shops around, takes Bam on walks in the evening, and sniffs out which restaurants smell the best.

Eventually, he’s gone out enough for SBS to post a funny little article about his apparent “barbecue tour.” A collage of his signature on the walls of various restaurants, surrounded sporadically by those from Mingyu and Eunwoo and Jaehyun and Chan, because Gangnam is not lacking for barbecue restaurants and the rest of the group chat is still promoting too actively to be out every other night ticking them off of a list and ranking them against each other.

The end of the year comes with less fanfare than usual, though Jungkook does plant himself in front of the TV to watch his beloved Hobi-hyung absolutely devour the rest of the industry with his year-end performances. All suave and cool, and Jungkook makes sure to message him as much, complete with hearts and fireworks and starry-eyed emojis.

Hoseok, because he always replies punctually and enthusiastically, messages him what must be the second he gets into the car to come home: Jungkookieeeeeee! Hyung misses you! Are you busyyyyy I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages??? 🥺💜😘, so Jungkook invites him right over.

It’s the middle of the night, and he’s still in sweats and an oversized t-shirt and a beanie to tame his ever-growing wild mane, but Jungkook is unbothered when Hoseok appears at the door, still in his neat stage makeup and the cozy but fashionable outfit he’d changed into backstage after the show.

“My Jungkookie!” Hoseok calls without any hesitation, practically tackling Jungkook back into the couch cushions the second he toes his Balenciagas off. “You have no idea how much I missed having all of you at the show with me!”

Jungkook melts into the embrace and doesn’t even care if Hoseok smudges lip tint and concealer on his couch, because lord knows how much ramyeon broth and spicy mayo he’s splattered on it in his months of downtime. “You were so cool though, hyung, no one’s even gonna miss us.”

“Oh please. I’m not no one, and I miss you on my TV,” Hoseok laughs into his neck, digging his fingers around to tickle Jungkook’s sides until he stops abruptly at his bared hip. “Oh? What’s this? My Jungkookie’s eating well, hm?”

Questioningly, tilting his head all the while, Jungkook eases himself out from under Hoseok to examine what had made his hyung stop, and oh. Jungkook hadn’t even noticed that he’s begun to get a little soft around the middle until Hoseok’s fingers had reached for his side and sunk in, but… oh well! If he’s using his down time to try things he’s never been able to in Idol Mode all the time, here’s another thing to add to the list.

Jungkook looks at Hoseok, whose face is caught somewhere between pleased and concerned, like he thinks Jungkook’s reaction to his teasing could go either way, and he grins wide so Hoseok knows that nothing’s wrong. Not at all, actually.

“You didn’t hear about my famous barbecue tour?” he teases, batting his eyes while cuddling back up to his hyung’s side. “I’m apparently a legend in the Gangnam restaurant scene now, according to SBS and TikTok.”

With the unspoken go-ahead, Hoseok’s perfectly manicured hand slips back beneath Jungkook’s t-shirt, not tickling this time but simply feeling, neutral fingertips smoothing along softened skin that’s covered up Jungkook’s famous six-pack. Jungkook wonders if it’s still there when he flexes and makes a mental note to try it out in the bathroom mirror when he strips down for his shower tonight.

“Oh, this cutie,” Hoseok coos into the side of his head, pressing a kiss to the curls peaking below the brim of his beanie. “I’m glad you’re relaxing. Let yourself rest before you have to do album stuff, mhm? It’s a lot of work and you need your energy.”

Hoseok leaves after a movie and a meal in a flurry of cheek kisses and a promise to see each other a lot before he has to leave for his enlistment in a couple of months. Jungkook laps up the praise, the affectionate pinch to his hip and pat of his little paunch as Hoseok says goodbye and takes the elevator down to his waiting cab, and when he’s made sure his hyung is safely on his way back to his own apartment, Jungkook skids to the bathroom on socked feet with curiosity practically vibrating through his bones.

10 kilograms. From the end of October to now, the beginning of January, he’s gained 10 kilograms without even realizing it. Jungkook strips down to just his sweatpants and looks in the mirror, holding his stomach now that there’s something to hold onto. He laughs to himself—there’s the stereotype of the sheltered kid going wild once they get freedom, and here he is, the idol with the strict body image who got a couple months unbidden and accidentally got a little chubby.

It’s not enough to be obvious, not really. His boxing trainer has never said anything, after all, but maybe that’s just him being polite. He never really sees him shirtless, anyway, not with the way Jungkook lives in baggy clothes all the time, though he did marvel at the size of his arms last week.

Jungkook, curiosity tickling the back of his brain, flexes his abs in the mirror. They appear, but only slightly, and when he relaxes again, the new pudge actually jiggles a little bit. It’s weirdly exciting. For some reason, he wants to tell Hoseok about it, but he refrains and leaves the bathroom, but keeps his shirt off.

--

Hoseok keeps his promise of visiting more often, usually showing up with a meal or something to cook a meal with. Food has always been a love language within the group, and he’s just continuing a tradition; of course, if it’s more food than two people might normally eat, then that’s just because Hoseok has always been a generous hyung.

Now that Hoseok both knows and doesn’t mind he’s put on weight, Jungkook doesn’t feel self-conscious about testing his  limits in front of him. He’ll put away two servings of noodles with extra meat, side dishes, and a big slice of whichever cake Hoseok picks up from the bakery down the corner, and then when they’re close on the couch afterwards, he’ll say he’s feeling like a snack and eat chips, or buttered popcorn, or a whole pack of whatever candy he’s been craving.

And his waistline expands, because of course it does with that much food tucked into it each day. By the time Hoseok comes back from a trip to New York to pre-film his pre-enlistment music video and his dance docuseries, Jungkook’s added an additional 7 kilograms to the 10 since his last pre-hiatus weigh-in. He’s starting to be able to feel it now: the additional stretch to his waistbands, the gentle push of his stomach onto his thighs when he sits a certain way, or how it presses against the counter when he’s cooking or brushing his teeth. In his bored, hours-long Weverse lives, he pretends not to notice the comments that coo about how soft oppa’s cheeks look now, lest he alert someone at the company to their suddenly pudgy maknae and have them encourage him to slim back down. Eventually, he’ll have to, but not now. He’s having fun with it, and so is Hoseok, evidently, when he enters Jungkook’s door code and immediately sprawls on the couch next to him, burying his sleepy face directly into Jungkook’s belly.

“So soft,” Hoseok murmurs, punctuated with a kiss to the indent of Jungkook’s belly button. He still wears his baggy clothes, but at home with the shades drawn, he’s taken to going shirtless, really taking in his slightly sagging stomach and thickened arms and the weight that’s gone to his chest and covered his pec muscles with pudgy little tits. “I watched your last live in my hotel room, and oh god, did I just want to kiss these cheeks.”

And so he does, peppering Jungkook’s softer cheeks with at least half a dozen kisses each, and then the side of his neck, the dip between his pecs, and the tightness of his rounding underbelly that he’s had to keep under strict moisturization routine, lest the company catch stretchmarks from growing too fast once he has to slim back down for his own solo era.

He knows Hoseok has to leave in just under two months and it looms heavy in his chest just like it did with Seokjin, but at least they can have this secret thing between them until then.

They pick back up on dinners, and Hoseok’s quiet appreciation turns to open praise and kisses against each newly expanding part of Jungkook. When he has to buy a size up in his underwear and the loose waistbands of his sweats start to hug his fattened hips, when his big t-shirts fall over the jut of his belly, when he wants to do a WeLive so bad but it’s broad daylight so he does the whole thing under a blanket because explaining away his pudgy face is one thing, but his pudgy body is another story.

When the dreaded date of Hoseok’s enlistment comes in April, Jungkook’s glad it’s still cold enough to layer up with hoodies and jackets so the Bangtan Bomb cameras don’t pick up on his new physique, even if Jimin gives him a hug and laughs, quiet enough that the audio won’t pick it up, “Nice to see you, tubby.”

Hoseok says goodbye to him last, pecking all over his face as they’ve become accustomed to, hugging him close and squeezing a love handle subtly enough that nobody picks up on it. He tips his lips to Jungkook’s ear and reminds him that after basic training, he’ll be able to have his phone in the evening. That he wants to hear from him, obviously, but you can send me pictures, too, Jungkookie.

They both know at this point that he’s got a planned summer single coming out in July, so Jungkook’s chubby days are numbered, but he doesn’t have to get all the way back down until the allegedly sexy, sultry number the company is planning for his official album single in the fourth quarter. Seven’s music video still sees him in loose hoodies, layered jackets, and baggy jeans. He doesn’t have to lose it all at once, and he doesn’t have to lose his hyung’s love.

After a big blowout dinner on the night he’s designated as his last before hitting the gym in seriousness, and coincidentally the very same day Hoseok gets his phone back after basic training, Jungkook steps on the scale 28 kilos heavier than his waifish pre-hiatus self. The tiny waist that the fans fawned over has ballooned into a blessedly stretchmark-free gut that hangs over the waistband of his shorts when he bends down to prop his phone up on the bathroom counter, so the video he shoots gets a full view of his body. He flexes in the lens, but his abs are nowhere to be found beneath the slope of his stomach jutting out beneath his fattened chest. He’s kept up with boxing, swearing his coach to secrecy the one day he’d lifted his shirt without thinking to mop up his sweat and accidentally revealed his plump belly, so the muscles in his biceps aren’t covered but instead joined by the new meatiness of his arms, and he flexes those proudly before turning around. Sure, skinny Jungkook’s ass wasn’t tiny to begin with, but now he can shake it and it actually moves, and when he does a tiny mockup of the Run BTS choreography with his back turned to the camera, he watches the footage back with a secretly pleased smirk at the undulation of it, shaking right along with his love handles and the fat of his thighs.

Signing off the video with a kiss blown to the lens, Jungkook sends it to Hoseok, unsure of when exactly his phone hours start, but he knows right when they do: at least ten texts, all in quick succession, all full of keysmashes and every positive, adoring emoji that Hoseok could find.

A few minutes later, Jungkook gets a Facetime request and doesn’t bother putting on a shirt or longer pants because Hoseok’s the only one who gets to see him like this.

“You look so pretty,” coos Hoseok’s handsome face that Jungkook’s missed so much. Just to make him smile, he sits his phone on the couch’s side table, giving him a full view of Jungkook’s gut sitting proudly in his widened lap. His hands traipse along the skin as they talk, mapping bulges and rolls that hadn’t been there before and won’t be there for too much long, but he’ll savor them while he can.

“I’ll send you pictures,” Jungkook assures him, holding his gut in both hands and dropping it to its resting spot, where it covers a good amount of his shorts. Luckily, Hoseok’s alone, wherever he is. “Sure, I have to lose weight now, but it’s not immediate, right? Hyung might like videos of me jiggling all of this in the gym.”

“Hyung would love videos of you jiggling all of that in the gym,” Hoseok immediately corrects. His eyes are all soft and affectionate, and god, Jungkook misses him already. “When I get some time off, I’ll visit you. All of the members, but especially you, my Jungkookie.”

Jungkook grins. He can feel the beginnings of a double chin forming when he smiles especially big now; he’s had to cut back on the livestreams because of it and he feels a little bad for that, even if he thinks it makes his smile look nicer. One day, when they’re past this youthful, biggest-idols-in-the-world, pride-of-Korea phase of their careers and the members are allowed to take it easier with their images, maybe he’ll ease back into this. Taehyung’s always joked that once they’re allowed to, he’s pigging out—little does he know that Jungkook’s already done it, and Hoseok’s helped him do it.

But for now, he waves a see you later to Hoseok, ends the call, and appreciates how he looks like this.

[kanmom51]

i wish, i hope, i beg the insecure jikookers (if they are even jikookers) would actually sit down and THINK. there's always and i mean always a large, a HUGE picture we have been getting just a tiny cut out from, in every situation. and it's not even a new thing, we have always been aware we are getting just a tiny crumb off of a big cake. so i'm not really understanding what's everyone fussing so much about?

there's always a room for millions of possibilities of what actually could have happened and these people always seem to think the 'worst' (it's not even the worst, so what if jimin wasn't there with him? is there some rule book couples must follow?). you get what i mean no? he could've been in the room next door, sleeping, on his phone, he could've been sleeping in his apartment, hell, would the 2 minute live gone longer than 2 minutes he could've walked in on the screen without knowing they are even live, just as jk did. i could go on and on and on...

not to mention that since april 4th morning KST (bb hot100 update and jms wlive) we have got just ONE update about jikooks whereabouts- that being minimoni on a nike dinner and jk unsurprisingly being like 900 metres (0.5 miles) away from that said dinner with his 97liner friends celebrating Mingyu's birthday (really surprising that the nineone neighbours +jk are within one kilometer in one area). so that leaves us (if we count april 4th after the early celebration wlive) with 4 whole days of nothing. nada.

so unless you're living in the walls of jimin and jungkook's apartments you have no, and i can't stress this enough, fucking idea what's happening.

i should probably mention the fact that jk is flying off to the US in just a few hours (maybe not even that many), meaning he could've been at his apartment to pack some damn stuff, do some damn laundry before he flies away for who knows how long. or he just wanted to spend time at his apartment you know, an apartment that's his. because he owes no one a damn explanation.

it's actually baffling how some of you all claim to love them and believe in them and their relationship so much, yet you expect something from them all the damn time. an explanation. a statement. a huge gesture. a coming out. i guess that is not bad per say because after all, they've done it before (except the coming out part obviously), yet again, they don't owe you anything. so don't go around jikook blogs constantly spreading negative emotions that you yourself are feeling after something that doesn't go the way you have wanted it to go.

i actually have many more things to say, how all of this is happening literally months before they have to enlist and complete their duty as korean citizens, which is a heavy topic for any queer person that lives in SK and how this whole situation still must be very overwhelming (not in a good way) for them, but for now i will stop here. it's actually the first time i think i have written something on here, because i have had enough of the constant repetition. this all just convinced me i could never be a blogger, lmao. 😅

sit back. relax. and THINK before you write something. thanks.

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!

All of that.

Just wanted to add about that night out on the 6th April outings cause you already brought it up.

JK and JM, how dare they, were spotted not together.

JM at the Nike dinner with RM and others.

JK was at a restaurant, which only today we found out was a dinner with Eunwoo and Mingyu, both his 97 liner friends (Eunwoo btw being a good friend of JM's too, surprise surprise).

And how surprising, the restaurant that JK and his friends dined at was a few hundred meters from where JM was with RM and the others, and the two were pretty close to JK's apartment.

Just a little more pieces to add to the puzzle of very little info we get (not to mention it coming to us in pieces).

Also, matching hats (not identical) going out on same night?

Caption: lovers.

Or in Papago:

Trust in K-army.

They are rejoicing in JM and JK's relationship. Why can't I-army do the same???

[astroyongie]

Astroyongie Podcast S1 EP2

Notes done by @killuachii<3

Censored Version

i have a question about felix and his new person in your reading you said this person isn't usually what he would go for and now i wonder what kind of person this is 

person has very feminine energy, def a girl, not much information, relationship seems very recent, there was something fishy → forcing himself

is she an idol?

Doesn’t think so, just a friend he had 

Who is Hyunjins crush? Or is that something you will never tell us? 

Kfc

Burger king 

yongie, will you give some tea about ateez member? (Anyone)  

jongho not with gf

seonghwa very laid back rn 

any tea ab txt? 

Yeonjun still with his girl, some issues 

beomgyu in complicated situation, mental problems 

kai: relationship

taehyun: balancing

not much on soobin

Can i ask why seonghwa & wooyoung get bad reputations among others idol? 

Doesn’t remember seonghwa having bad reputation, is just hot tempered 

wooyoung very open which can cause issues due to the culture in Korea

who is yeonjun gf?

Someone from Cencored

Oh! I wanted to ask about your Pendulum! I also have one and I kinda know how to use it, but how do you go about asking about idols partners? Also sometimes I feel more connected and sometimes I just feel nothing... Any tips? 

Can’t share, isn’t comfortable with sharing how she practices. if you want to feel more connected: pendulums have a personality of their own, doesn’t work by itself, spiritual guides and energy will connect and use it to communicate which can sometimes be dangerous, need to practice in a protected circle, set a safe space, always do pendulum in same space, yongie personally doesn’t have a close connection with pendulum bc it is very hard to manage energetically, sometimes pendulum is going its own way 

Is Sunghoon enhypen still with his 'Taurus' gf? Thx 

Yes

Can u give us some clue more about hyunjin's new partner? 

No information, but physical connection, wants to move on from kfc 

What did you mean in your readings with felix needs to be protected from the reality of his life with his idol image? 

One part can not speak on, he is someone who is very easy to influence, a lot of things impact him a lot, he is trying to protect his image → things of his past could have a huge impact 

do u have any tips on how to detach from a person? i find it quite hard to let go of ppl good or bad cause i feel weirdly “attached” :3 

will depend on type of relationship, it is not easy, not something you can do in a month or two, a lot of dedication, process relationship (What is the reason? Why do you want to detach? Etc.)  THERAPY

Why Jungkook, lee know & eunwoo suddenly hang out? I mean lee know with 97 liner 

doesn’t have an answer 

how to deal with disorganized attachment (leaning avoidant)  

therapy, can be very impactful on relationship with others, problem with connection

what CAN it mean when someone like is extremely affectionate and then avoidant, is it confusion? or insecurity what things could it be? 

Ambivalent attachment

Did you learn about numerology or matrix destiny too? 

Yongie’s not a maths person 

is it possible to read someone's energy through a screen? 

Yes, most goes from eyes, if they can see them it’s easier to read someone 

Yongie, can i heal my phobia? I have thalassaphobia (scared of ocean) even when i only saw that on the screen i feel terrified. And based on my parents i never went to the sea before, so is it possible that the phobia come from my past life? 

Fear and phobia have different meanings, phobia → impact well-being, should go to therapy, past lifes: phobia comes from something, if there is nothing in your surrounding that could explain your fear (like a person being scared of that exact thing) or it can be transgenerational. if not, then it could be connected to past life 

How do you interact with angels or start deities with them? 

Two of them very different, they start the interaction, angels: interaction are kind of limited, prayers to them every night and set candles in their honor. deity: praising and giving offerings, self love, energy as offering, offerings and not ask for something in return, deities aren’t there to serve they need to be served, lighting candles to communicate

what is your opinion on if a christian prays to someone else than god? do you think it's a bad thing? 

Depends on the person’s beliefs, personally doesn’t think it’s a problem, should stay in the christian pantheon 

how does connecting with passed ones work? i have heard of it before can u share a bit about purpose and how it works? 

Yongie doesn’t contact dead people, but a lot of cultures do, contacting them directly → you’ll never know if it is really that person, if you ant to praise/honour them → altars and such 

I meditate every day before sleeping. During deep meditation, I sometimes hear strange sounds like eerie laughter, whispers in languages I don't understand, or tinkling sounds like a cold bowl. Sometimes, I find it difficult to differentiate whether these are sounds from my imagination or actual messages or sounds from astral beings. What do you think? 

Shouldn’t meditate before sleeping since you are in a vulnerable state while sleeping

whats your opinion on haunted dolls? 

Doesn’t really believe it, one of her phobias, haunted object could be charms or could be objects that trapped energy of the previous owner

Could someone reincarnates as an animal? Or only and always human? 

Yes, they can, an animal can also be reincarnated as a human, has done a reading where someone’s cat was their great grandma 

i have heard of something called egg belief??? they believe that bad ppl will be reincarnated as the victim of the actions they did to other ppl but i personally dont believe it because it would like mean that victims are at fault if something happens to them 

tricky, karmic chains could be connected 

Do dreams tell us something we need to do or is it feelings we already have?

no, dreams are made up from your mind and tries to process something. they do have meanings but its the inner domain

what are like consequences ? when for example youtubers make content with ouija boards 

most things are made up/don’t do it seriously

what is a spiritual awakening, how does it happen? 

When someone starts being more in tune with spirituality, could be due to almost death experience or traumatic experience

what happens to us after we pass (after ur beliefs) im curious 

when we die our souls leave our body to get into the veil which is the bridge between the spiritual and the physical world. Then we go to the spiritual realm for a while eventually reincarnation

But how to break the karmic chains yongie? 

Difficult to answer, depend on what karmic chains you have 

i feel u once addressed this on ur blog but can it happen energies dont immediately reach the veil what happens exactly? 

They do because they have to, since they can't be on the physical world

Yongie, can cannabis, meth, and other psychedelic plants use trigger to awakening/ enlightenment 

personally doesn’t think it triggers it

can energies after they pass and leaves physical body, cant they stay as a spirit on earth or something like that? 

Hopes they just go to the realm, bc people who are stuck needs to relive death constantly which isnt fun

if yongie had to pick 3 idols to smoke with

jaehyun, wooyoung, chanyeol (to see how he acts) or woodz („maybe if he is high he would want me“)

so if a dead person appears in my dream it means something? 

Yes 

yongie how do i manifest a toji fushiguro build man 

camp outside a gym (and get Sukuna's number for me)

is hyunjin dating anyone from ateez/sunwoo?

nope

[kawaikith]

☾ my views on true beauty.

One of my favourite k—dramas, I’ve enjoyed watching so much, half of the time, I was toppling over, and couldn’t get enough of moon kayoung, and cha eunwoo, both of them did a great job in their own roles. Something about eunwoo really suits sooho’s character. He nails it.

There were so many scenes I loved watching, some of my favourites were, when moon kayoung (excuse me, please. I don’t remember her drama name) decides to change her appearance, learns all make-up in the world, and bam! Transforms into a different girl than her old school apperance, second scene where her friends are celebrating a birthday or anniversary, and the cake gets dumped on her face. (I watched this series months ago, so i don’t know how accurate this is, forgive me).

When sooho asks her to return the comic book, she doesn’t understand, and goes to meet him with a helmet on her head, lol 😆 she’s so funny without even doing anything big, i was laughing so much, i remember, my sister came asking for her bedroom if I was okay.

Later, when sooho refuses to give the bag to her, she tells him there are sanitary pads in there, and he immediately lets go of them. She’s so intelligent, I love that.

When eunwoo kisses her under a tree, tells her that he loves her too.

When seojun’s friends mistake her for the ghost near the well, and run away.

Those moments when she first joins the school, and they all go to party and have fun, those were the scenes and friends i wanted in my life.

Jukyung had wanted to have friends for so long, and watching that made me a little happy for her.

I relate to jukyung so much, i mean, if the boy I like told me to return something, and i didn’t want him to see me, i would wear a helmet too. 😂

Oh, and I loved Hwang in yeop’s character’s style, those dangling earrings, the bad boy vibe, but a good boy on the inside, just like our maknae, jungkookie!

When soojin and jukyung meet on the bus, and jukyung thinks soojin is so cool.

At the end of the series, when jukyung finally understands where beauty lies, how sooho is such a reliable boyfriend, how she gets jealous when every other girl in the cafeteria (or the place where they both eat) start to look at sooho, for the first time, she calls him “jagiga” I was screaming at my screen, like an excited kid.

When jukyung teaches her bullies a lesson by beating them up and standing up for herself.

Jukyung’s sister and her school teacher, these two made me laugh so hard.

That scene where her sister drops her at the gate, and she looks around to see her teacher walking by, and just when they are about to meet each other, jukyung comes back to the car, telling her sister tha she forgot something, _____(sister’s name) she pushes the teacher so hard, i kept rewatching this scene because it was so funny. (너무 웃기다) as they say in business proposal. (Nomu ukyeo).

How after knowing the truth, the pain and blame sooho carried on his shoulder after his friend died, made me cry too, I was comforting sooho from behind the screen, my boy suffered so much alone.

I loved the trio friendship between sooho, seojun, and seyeon, his name, again. I can’t remember. 😅

[1-800-sistershookth]

EXPOSED ➼ EP06

EP05 >> EP06. EXPOSED >> EP06.5

You let out a sigh as you click your phone off. The once vibrant screen, alight with various tweets and comments fade to the dutiful back of your phone. You loosen your grip on the device and allow it to fall almost hazardously into the soft pillowy cushion of the dorm couch.

The sun had long set, bringing serenity and drowsiness to everyone in Korean in its wake.

Everyone but you.

It was stupid to be affected by the netizens joined by your own fan base— you knew that. Dating rumors were a sure-con in the life of an idol, that you also knew. But that didn’t mean such conspiracies weren’t exhausting.

You really tried not to care. After all, you knew the truth. You were not dating Eunwoo. Still, the weight of public scrutiny, and the equal amount of support was suffocating.

The support to be in a relationship with a man other than the one who owns your heart: Jeon Jungkook.

You and Eunwoo have been friends since the two of you were trainees. Although bound by different entertainment companies, you and Eunwoo had a dilligent and unwavering companionship that went beyond the boundaries of separation. He was one of your very best friends; a cherished loved one, but he was not your love.

He did not have the key to your heart nor did you have the key to his.

Your love, although pure and inexorable, was strictly platonic.

And if you knew that, then why were you so bothered by such rumors?

The answer proves to be rather simple: you are human. You are just a young woman at the end of the day— someone who was just trying to live out their youth doing a passion they can happily say is their successful career. That, and you are in love.

You are so deeply in love with Jeon Jungkook that the thought of people assuming you are in another relationship with another man is just vexatious. Jungkook, the man he is, was not bother by the recent resurfaced allegations of you and your best friend. He was sure of himself and your relationship, which was the sexiest thing about him in your opinion.

And if he wasn’t bothered, then why were you?

You let out a small huff of air before running a hand through your thick, slightly tangled locks of hair. It was so tedious, being subject to the burden of people’s own opinions and allegations. Who were they to accuse you of being in a relationship anyway?

“Are you alright, Y/N?” You gaze snapped up towards the archway or the dorm’s lounge room. Your E/C eyes clashing with the concerned brown of your good friend, and fellow Blackpink member, Kim Jennie.

You let out a small breath at the question. Your eyes wavered slightly, but you managed an unconvincing nod of your head.

Jennie raised an eyebrow and you opened your mouth for a proper answer. “Yes, I’m fine.”

Your answer was almost robotic, and a complete lie. It was unconvincing at the very least. Jennie let out a small scoff, obviously unconvinced.

Without another word, Jennie kicked herself off of the wall of the archway and walked further into the room, silent, but somehow warming the cold, depressing room with her presence.

“I find that hard to believe.” Jennie said, sitting down beside you. You turned your body to face the idol, then forced a tight-lipped smile on your lips.

“Where are the girls?” You asked, changing the subject abruptly.

Jennie narrowed her eyes. “Sleeping.” She answered, “They want to be well rested for their solo schedules tomorrow. But before we went to bed, we noticed the trending page on Twitter.”

Her explaination causes your eyes to harden by just a fraction, a low, uncharacteristic grumble building in the center of your throat.

“Ah, yes.. Eunwoo and Y/N, the power couple of kpop.” Your words are soaked in bitterness, a frown on your face.

“Yeah I’ve heard.”

“Y/N… it’s just social media. You shouldn’t be bothered by such allegations. You know that your trending alleged relationship will be replaced by another scandal caused by other misread situations. It will pass.” Jennie’s voice was soft, her reassurance like a soothing rain dousing the forest fire of thoughts that ran rampant in your head.

You take a shaky breath.

“I know.. it’s just so vexatious, Jen.” You sigh.

Jennie furrows her eyebrows. The rapper scoots closer to you, her hand clasping your own as if to comfort you without words.

“Is Jeon irked by the rumors?” Jennie asked, softly. You could tell she felt like she was stepping on a minefield with that question, which you instantly denied.

“No! No! It is nothing like that!” You shake your head instantaneously, quickly ridding that thought from your best friend’s mind.

Jennie nods, urging to continue.

You are silent for a moment. You poke the inside of your cheek, trying your best to formulate the right words to express the complexities of the torrent running amok throughout your mind.

“It’s just…” You let out a frustrated chortle. “It’s just so frustrating.”

Jennie squeezes your hand, and with that gesture, you find yourself exposing all of your thoughts and feelings like your mouth was a leaky faucet.

“Jungkook doesn’t care, he has reassured me countless times that he understands. And I am happy about that, I truly am, so don’t misunderstand my words. But.. that’s the thing, I do care.” You shake your head, tears of frustration pooling past your waterline and spreading throughout your eyes— yet never daring to fall.

“Everyone supporting my supposed relationship with Eunwoo feels so demeaning to my the relationship my heart is actually in. Jennie, I know it’s not true, but a semblance of me stupidly reacts badly to seeing those headlines because no one truly knows the truth.” You take a deep, albeit shaky breath before you glance away from Jennie. You tilt your head back and blink back your tears. “I feel crazy, but I’m tired of hiding my love for him.”

“Y/N…” Jennie sighs, The dark-haired idol pulls you into an embrace. Her skin is warm against your slightly chilled body. The skin ship calms you.

“It is completely normal to feel like this. Jisoo felt the same before she went public with her relationship, but you can’t let it burden you.” Jennie’s words are a much needed comfort. You no longer felt insane about being affected by the dating rumors… just downcast.

“You are in a a happy, loving relationship. You are successful, and you are surrounded by people you love, doing what you love.” You listen to Jennie with open ears.

“Don’t feel crazy. I understand you, and so does your— ew— boyfriend.” You giggle at Jennie’s reluctance to praise your relationship status.

A silence overcomes the two of you, and you allow Jennie to hold you.

‘Everything would be alright.’ You finally allowed yourself to think.

Oh how wrong you were.

[atinyjules]

CHILL BRO FT. DAD!VERNON

I just freestyled this one without a plot and a plan so it's all just random ideas.

But I hope you enjoy is anyway 🌠

Genre: Family au, fluff, crack au, humour, romance, established relationship.

Pairings: Dad!Vernon x named mom!reader

Warnings: none

"Okay, so everything you'll need to do is written in the paper I stuck to the fridge...if there's any problem...please call me. I really need to go now!" Saemi said and was about to run through the door when Vernon stopped his wife.

"Wait! Saem! How...what if he cries?! What am I supposed to do? Do you have to go? I've never been alone with Eunwoo...I can't do it." Vernon said making his wife soften and kiss his lips.

"Vern...don't worry...besides it's just Eunwoo and he's your son. I know that you've never been alone with him but there's a first for everything hm? You can do it...I trust you. Call me if you need.

"Eunwoo my baby~ be good to dad alright? I'll be back soon. I really need to go now, take care." she said and kissed both Eunwoo and Vernon.

"Okay...take care, we love you!" He exclaimed.

"Love you too!" she said and left with Eunwoo in his dad's arms.

"So...it's just you and me today. But don't worry...I'll try to let this pass as smoothly as possible." Vernon said and went inside to the living room.

Vernon's

Okay so in order to avoid Eunwoo from having a crazy outburst I might as well just keep him occupied with Pororo. But what if he cries? Oh my gosh, I'm a horrible dad!

"Eunwoo let's watch some Pororo yeah?" I said to Eunwoo who smiled at the mention of the penguin.

"Yes! You like Pororo right? Let's watch Pororo-" I stopped mid sentence at the sight of the grey flickering screen. That's right...the tv broke last week. The new one will only be here after a week. I gulped at the slowly growing whimpers of Eunwoo.

"Um...let's watch Pororo on the phone instead!" I exclaimed with an awkward smile as I took out my phone.

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"Babe...come back..." I trailed as I sat helpless at the corner as Eunwoo's crying filled the whole house.

"I'm so sorry please...calm down...Eunwoo please baby...please..." I pleaded and fell to the ground when his cries got louder.

"Oh come on...chill brooo..." I said when Eunwoo suddenly stopped crying amd looked at me with his glossy eyes.

"Yes, yes...that's a good boy! Good boyy...shh...let's not cry or else the neighbours will get upset." I said when his eyes suddenly started filling up with tears again as he pouted meaning he was about to cry again making me panic and quickly take him in my arms.

"No, no, no...pleasee...please...babyy...don't cry, don't cry. Uh...you want milk? A snack? I'll get you anything! Please...I don't want to call mom up. She's been staying home and working so hard...so please let's not disturb her and let her relax okay?" I asked and swayed him around, letting out a sigh of relief when his whimpers started subsiding.

"Yes, that's a good big boy...now you must be hungry..." I said and headed to the kitchen to make his milk.

"I'll make your milk so meanwhile I need you to sit here for the time being and wait for me alright?" I asked and put him on his baby chair. I then got his formula and already sterilised milk bottle.

"How many spoons of this are we supposed to add...ah!" I exclaimed and proceeded to add the powdered milk in when I missed and spilled the powder on the table top.

"Shoot! Oh no-Arghh!!" I exclaimed after my hand knocked down the milk container causing a big mess in the kitchen.

"Oh my gosh...Saem's gonna murd-I mean unalive me if she finds out!" I said after making eye contact with Eunwoo who made grabby hands towards me. I went to him and kneeled down infront of his chair when he put his hand on my head and patted me.

"Chir...bo." he said making me furrow my eyebrows as I leaned close to him.

"What?" I aked as he patted my head again.

"C-Chill Broh..." I widened my eyes at what he just said and jolted up to my feet.

"Did you just-say it again!" I encouraged Eunwoo as he giggled and held my hand.

"Chill bro..." he said clearly making me let out a shriek of happiness as I picked him up and raised him above me.

"Buddy! You just said your first word!! Baby! I'm so proud of youu! Mom's gonna be sooo happy!" I exclaimed and hugged him. Pressing multiple kisses over his face making him giggle.

"I'm sooo proud of you! Mom will be sooo happy!" I exclaimed when he looked at me with his big eyes and blinked at me.

"M-Mama..." Eunwoo suddenly blurted out making me freeze.

"Oh my...oh my gosh..." I said and held him infront of me.

"My son...is a genius...you not only said your first word but your second too?! On the same day! Wait...say dada...Da...Da." I said as he smiled.

"D-d-da...da....dada." he said making me gasp and hug him.

"Eunwoo....baby...oh gosh! I love you sooo much! I'm truly sooo proud of you!" I said and kissed his head making him laugh.

"Chill bro." Eunwoo said making me chuckle.

"You even know when to use it...my son truly is a genius! Not only did you say your first word but you even said your second and third too...you even bro-zoned me!" I said and kissed his forehead.

"Daddy loves you so much...taking care of you isn't so hard after all, no wonder mom loves staying home with you so much." I said when a foul smell entered my nostrils.

"What's...that smell...?" I trailed earning a giggle from Eunwoo.

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