#fic: ltdo drabble

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Leave The Door Open - Drabble #1 | JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x (f) reader

Genre: fluff, implied smut

AU: Established relationship

Wordcount: 1,233

Summary: Based off this TikTok. Your boyfriend comes home while you're baking and you've made a mess 

Warnings: Language. This is the Jungkook that loves pet names. heavy petting. this is nonsense

Rating: NC17 to be safe

AN: After over a month of not writing my weirdos, we've returned with a small drabble. As it usually goes, @btsgotjams27 sent a tiktok and it spiraled from there. Thank you to her and @astronaut-jin-moon for beta-reading and of course, banner and divider made by the beautiful @classicseffects​​

and as usual, please leave feedback. Either with a reblog or send me an ask. It’s greatly appreciated. 💜

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“Uh, Sparkles, why is it such a mess in here?” 

“Hmm?” You turn around to face your boyfriend just returning from working out with Taehyung. You’re wearing shorts, a baggy shirt, and an apron covered in flour. Your eyes follow his eyes to the mess of flour on the floor. 

“Oh. I’m going to clean up in a minute, I promise. I just need to put this in the oven first.” You grin, lifting the cake pan up as proof.

“Mhmm…” Jungkook nods skeptically, retreating to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable. 

When he comes back, vacuum and mop in hand, you’re at the sink washing the many dishes you’ve created. The cake is in the oven, your apron is tossed on the counter with the rest of the mess and you’re splashing water everywhere while dancing to whatever music is playing in your AirPods. 

One thing he learned immediately after you two moved in together was that you could not wash the dishes without music playing. It gave him the freedom to say whatever he wanted, usually sex jokes just to be funny, and you wouldn’t respond. 

“How are you so messy?” He mumbles, picking up your apron and dusting it off as much as he can before barely folding it and putting it on a part of the counter that wasn’t attacked by flour.

 “Honestly, baby. I think you put more fucking flour on the floor than into the cake…” you say nothing in response, shaking your hips as you finish off a dish and place it in the dish rack. 

He shakes his head at the sight, the urge to make the kitchen clean shockingly stronger than the urge to punish you for the mess by bending you over the counter and fucking you senseless. Instead he spanks your ass while leaning around to grab a few paper towels and wetting them, kissing your neck once before pulling away. You squirm at the touch of his lips briefly on your skin, unknowingly whimpering out loud at the loss of contact. He smirks at the sound and gets to work. 

He manages to quickly wipe down the counter you had claimed as your work station for chaos, even having to wipe the cabinets above and below it while asking how over and over again. He finishes before you’re even halfway through the dishes, too busy dancing to the song to care about efficiency. He checks your phone on the counter to see you listening to the Unorthodox Jukebox album from Bruno Mars and cackles. 

You stated your dislike of Bruno sometime after you got together, saying you only liked it when Jungkook sang it. But here you are, dancing and doing the dishes to the man that brought you two together. 

Jungkook turns the vacuum on, making quick work of cleaning up your flour disaster. You feel a slight bump on your foot and look down to see he ran the vacuum into you on purpose. You glare at him through the happy song in your ears, lifting one foot at a time for him to quickly vacuum under where you’re standing with a smirk still plastered to his pretty face. 

Once he feels he’s vacuumed all that he can, he whips out the mop, applying one of the disposable pads to the bottom and repeating what he just did with the vacuum, making sure not one speck of flour is on his brand new kitchen floor. You both moved in two months ago to a bigger apartment in a newer complex nearby and he’ll be damned if he lets it get filthy in the first year of living there. 

He sneakily checks your phone again as you’re working on the last dish, smiling at the song you’re currently on and plays it in his head, counting to where the best part of the song is. He watches you turn off the water as you place the last dish in the dishrack and quickly, he sets the mop against the counter. He rushes to place his hands on your hips, turning you around perfectly in time with the song in your ears and slides his hands up to your torso to pick you up and put you on the counter. Your hands immediately find their spot on his shoulders as his hands drop back down to your thighs to squeeze them. You gasp as he fully leans into you, giving you the quickest and deepest kiss possible. He pulls away before your legs can wrap around him and grabs the mop, cleaning where you were just standing and ignoring you completely. 

“What the…?” are the only words you let out as you sit there, hands still floating where his shoulders were just a second ago. They slowly drop while you watch him cleaning the floor before taking out the airpods and setting them aside and grabbing his arm, pulling him back to you.

“Nuh-uh. Get back here and finish whatever you were just doing.” You scoot closer to the edge as you bring him back between your legs, hand tangling in his hair when you bring his lips to yours.

He gives in to your demand, letting the mop rest against the counter again as his hands slide up your thighs, past your hips, and roughly grabbing your ass to scoot you even closer to him. You moan into the kiss, letting him kiss you like a man starved and roll his hips into you. Your legs wrap around his waist, hands dropping between you both to lift his shirt enough to dig your nails into his abs, grinning at the low groan that escapes him when he kisses your jaw. You run your fingertips along the edge of his sweatpants, tickling the skin and making him hiss. Your hand starts to slip past the waistband when a loud high pitched beeping comes from the oven, causing you both to jump.

You both pull back, laughing and trying to catch your breath. You jump off the counter, quickly placing the oven mitts on and taking the cake out after turning the oven off and resting the cake on the stovetop. You turn back to Jungkook who’s back to mopping the floor and hug him from behind, wrapping your arms around his lower torso, hands finding their way back to the waistband of the pants. 

“Nuh-uh. I need to clean up your mess, filthy.” You whine and pout against his back, trying to cling to him tighter, but he easily pries your hands off him.

“But…” you whimper.

“Nope.” 

You watch him finish up, tossing the mop pad in the trash and walking away to put the mop and vacuum away. When he comes back, you’ve removed the shirt and shorts, quickly replacing it with the apron. His eyes go wide at the sudden outfit change.

“Now?” You smile, doing a small curtsy with the apron, enough that he can see your cleavage.

“What the hell, Sparkles?” He groans, walking up to you and effortlessly picking you up.  

“You started this!” You start but he shuts you up with a kiss.

“We’re gonna make another fucking mess…”

“Shower then?” Your smile breaks into a grin as he sighs, heading for the bathroom. 

Sure, he started this, but he’s going to punish you for making a mess in the first place.

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hiiii! love love love ur writing, particularly the ceo chan and sugar daddy lino fics!! i was just wondering if u have any plans for sequels to them whether just drabbles/short fics or longer ones? i just love the dynamic between reader and chan/minho and would love to see more of that teasing/tension !! i saw ur prequel to my house and loved it too!! hope ure having a good day! 🤍

hello! thank you for the kind words, dear anon! 🧡 i do have an idea for a drabble for sugar daddy!lino hehe it’s been in the back burner ever since i put LTDO out a few months ago hehe however, for a full sequel, i think i’d have to think about it! for chan, on the other hand, all fics/drabbles about ceo!chan are part of the ceo series i have for him hehe that’s why it has a prequel and will probably have drabbles in the future before it has a full sequel as well.

i’m so glad you enjoy reading my stuff as much as i did writing them. hope you’re also having a good day! ✨

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Kelly! Congrats on the milestone! I wanted to put in a drabble request with this prompt [ 89. “YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”. ] Could we do this with LTDO!jk and oc? 😂🫢 You can choose if they'll get smutty or not 😘

you, my love, get a short one. only bc the ltdo couple already has two full fledged things in the works. 😉 we'll just match this to THIS character ask...for reasons. completely unedited bc i'm lazy.

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You’re gonna kill Jungkook. 

Namjoon brought you, Jeongyeon, and Jimin to some big business expo or something. He barely gave any details. And you somehow got roped into a meeting about the pros and cons of selling thrifted goods. At least, that’s what you think it was about. You can’t remember. 

Why?

Because your boyfriend is a needy brat. And just spammed you with eight, yes EIGHT, varying photos of himself in extremely nsfw situations. From him in your goddamn lingerie to him with his painfully hard cock in his hand as his fingers smear his pre-cum, to him completely naked on your shared bed, his legs spread to show the sparkling butt plug you gave him for Christmas. 

You nearly sputtered the water you had just taken a large sip of all over some pretty important business people. You quickly excuse yourself, storming out of the little room and finding an empty conference hall, thumb slamming down on your boyfriend’s name. 

“Sparkles!” 

“What the actual fuck was that, Jungkook?” You hiss into your phone.

“What? You said you were bored. I thought I’d help out…”

“YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A MEETING!” You whisper yell. 

“Baby, why are you in a meeting? You don’t do meetings.”

“I have no fucking clue, Kookie. Namjoon just threw me to the wolves and suddenly I’m arguing the pros of thrifting and— nuh-uh. We are not getting off topic here, you brat.”

“Oh, call me a brat again.” He chuckles and you hear a faint whimper on the other end. 

“Are you touching yourself right now, Kookie?” 

“Mhmm…” you can tell he’s put you on speaker, laying the phone on his abs close enough to hear him fucking his hand. 

“You better fucking stop touching yourself right now.”

“Can’t. Feels too good, Sparkles.”

“You stop yourself right now, Kookie. Or I swear to god, I won’t fuck you into oblivion when I get home. You’ll just have that damn plug in and you’re only choice will be to fuck your hand and nothing else.” 

The whine he lets out makes you want to leave and rush home to have your way with him. 

“Baby, please.”

“No. Either edge yourself or stop touching yourself completely and I’ll reward you. Don’t do either and you get an added week of abstinence from me.” 

“Fuck. Okay. Okay. I’ll stop. Please hurry home, Sparkles. I need you.”

“I’ll be home as soon as I can.”  You promise, listening to him edge himself until he cried over the phone. You hung up with him, promising to be home within a few hours. 

You lied. You didn’t get home until almost midnight. Jeongyeon and Jimin wanted to go out and drink while Namjoon left to spend time with his husband who was running the shop. 

When you enter your room, your boyfriend is curled up on the bed, back in baggy lounge pants and a giant shirt. His hair’s a mess across his face and you can’t help but smile at how soft he looks. 

You crawl on the bed, body hovering over him as you lean down to kiss his cheek.

“Kooooooookie. Wake up, baby.” You whisper in his ear, suppressing the urge to laugh when he whines, subconsciously moving onto his back to accommodate you straddling him. When he opens his eyes, his hands find their way to your hips. 

“You said you’d rush home…liar.” He mumbles half asleep. 

“I know, baby. But you deserved to be punished for sending me photos while I was with fancy important people.” 

“I’m sure they would’ve liked them and completely understood and let you leave early to come tend to your needy boyfriend.” You snicker as his hands move to your ass, massaging the soft flesh. 

“If by letting me leave early, you mean banished me from the exhibit and banned from every convention ever, then yes, I should’ve.” You grin, lips meeting his. 

“Whatever it takes to get you back to me.” He mumbles against your lips, his hands bringing your hips down to roll against him and swallowing the moan he knew you’d let out.

“Still, baby?” He mewls when you press your hips down on his again. “You look so sleepy, though.” 

“No,” he shakes his head, hips pushing up to meet yours, “not sleepy. Please, Sparkles. Please.” 

The second you say okay, you're flipped over onto your back, fully accepting it’s going to be a long night.  

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Dear Writing Gods:

Pls I beg of you, gimmie the strength or writing juices or whatever to get through these next three/four drabble requests, a birthday fic, the love bug update, and a full fledged jungkook collab fic all done before April 10th. The birthday one first since that’s going up on March 15th. But everything else needs to get done between concerts I shouldn’t have bought tickets for, doctors appointments, work, and New York

Please and thank you. I wanna get back to my Yeonjun fic and deep dive back into FiC and ltdo and do actual work on the cheol series. Thank you.

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a few updates as we skip along into the end of the year.

I've opened my availability at work so I have more shifts and a bunch of overnight shifts. So I'm a little spotty on my existence on here. HOWEVER.

Good Boy - posting either tonight or tomorrow, not sure. But it's ready to go.

Behave 2 - Probably gonna scrap it since tumblr was glitching out and the tags were broken, thus making it nonexistent.

Feeling in Chaos - I'm looking to have Fall done by new year's eve. It's not likely it'll happen. I'm 11k into it and only just started the second "scene" out of what five or six? Maybe seven if I hate myself enough? Things changed and now my outline is screwed up a bit, so it's hard to tell anymore.

Seokjin & Taehyung's birthday - I don't know if I'm going to write anything for their birthdays since I'm so determined to get Feeling in Chaos done and working on the Bangtan Secret Santa. If I have a good prompt in mind, maybe. But as for now, nothing.

Christmas Drabbles - I have thoughts for both LoveBug and LTDO. But again, that's if I have time.

so TLDR, unless I have bursts of inspo to write some random oneshots or drabbles (either for bts or svt), the only things I'll be writing the rest of the year are FiC and my Secret Santa gift.

I have a few requests tucked away in my asks that I would really love to get to, but I really want to push through with FiC before anything else. (even if no one is reading it, it's my form of therapy and I enjoy writing it...sometimes)

okay that's it, i love you.

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leave the door open leave the door open for the secret thing pls <3333333

LTDO !! such an emotion heavy fic hehe it was hard to write because of the whole “tapping into emotions” thing, but i’m still so incredibly proud with it 🧡 for the story, LTDO was supposed to start with the ending of that fic and then go back, like telling the story in reverse if that makes sense. in the middle of writing it, i decided against that idea and rearranged the story to what it is now hehe

and you didn’t hear it from me, but i’m planning a short drabble for that fic because i miss sugar daddy!minho + y/n 👀

tell me what fic of mine you always associate me with and i’ll tell you a story about it!