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BTS + BigBang Jeon Jungkook x Idol!Reader Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kwon Jiyong (G-Dragon) Summary: You recently announced your relationship with Jeon Jungkook, making the internet explode and a lot of sasaengs come for your neck. Regardless though, you were loving your best life with your boyfriend. Word Count: 3k+ Warnings: Idol AU, girl group member!reader, stress, invasion of privacy, sasaeng, graphic depictions of aggression, threatening, fluff, SUPER FLUFF, TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF, the use of y/n, fake edits, fake insta story edits, fake social media edits, typos, etc.

A/N: let your favs date or perish. This has been in my drafts for so long that BTS had like 23 comebacks damn and the gif I originally used of jk was so fetus T_T. Anyway here nonnieHHAHAHA I HOPE UR STILL THERE LOL

My chest was laid against a pillow, which was laid against my bed. My hair was messy and my torso and neck was covered by a big, fluffy sweater. I popped a garlic flavored peanut into my mouth and chewed, blinking at the lens of my phone. "Ya, everybody--" I continued crunching, "should I do an ASMR?"

For a moment, I blinked and watched as a bunch of comments scrolled by.

I ate another nut and looked over my shoulder, "It's so quiet here without the unnies."

I sniffle and turn back to the screen, realizing my mistake, regretting your comment, "YA DON'T START SAYING THERE'S SOMEONE BEHIND ME!"

I shove a bunch of nuts into my mouth and start munching on them angrily, "Guys, you know how much of a scardey cat I am. I will literally cry."

In the silence, I watch the screen roll with so many comments. All of them were saying there genuinely was someone behind me.

After reading one that said, "I am not joking I promise you there is someone behind you," I nearly wanted to cry.

I took in a breath and turned over my shoulder, squealing when I saw a man standing there with a blank expression. He immediately breaks into a laugh as I coil up in a bundle of nerves and catch my breath.

The phone atop the pillow slips as I do this.

The man grabs the said phone and puts it near his face, fixing his hair as he grinned in amusement, "hi everyone, it's Jungkook." He holds up a v shape with his fingers and brings it to his cheeks, posing as he sticks his tongue out.

I regain composure and growl. I kneel up on the bed, grab the pillow and hit the idiot with the pillow.

Jungkook only find this amusing and pulls back, whining exaggeratedly. He points the camera to me then points a finger, "YA, Army, look, she's attacking me!"

I groan, "that isn't even Army!"

"I'm sure some of them are!" Jungkook fights back as he chuckles.

I throw the pillow at him, as a last resort, and put my hand out, "okay give me back my phone, I'm still doing the live."

He pulls the phone away, "No. You're supposed to be getting ready for our date!"

"You're here too early! Our date is in two hours."

"Wrong again," Jungkook says, turning the phone round back to him, "everyone, please tell this girl to get ready. Do you know she takes 5 hours to get ready?"

I shake my head and run off the bed, grabbing the pillow on the floor and hitting Jungkook with it.

"Everyone please! I'm being oppressed!" he says pulling back, trying to keep the camera steady on me. I do not relent however. And it doesn't take long for Jungkook's roused playful side to surface.

He eventually raises a brow at me and disregards my phone, keeping it in his one hand and grabbing my pillow with the other. After forcefully yanking my weapon off my hands, he then quickly comes forward and tackles me into a tight hug, making me whine at the quick contact.

"Help!" I barely get to whine as Jungkook groans and lifts me up, spinning me around the room.

I squeal and manage to dig my fingers onto his shirt when he does this, so I don't shoot out of his hands and slam my head against a table and die. Not that he would let that happen, but he can be a little crazy.

"JUNGKOOK PLEASE STOP!" I complain, only making him laugh.

When he finally does, I'm put on my feet, but my head is spinning and I feel the garlic nuts begin to rise up. I let out a burp as I regain my composure and gracelessly fall onto the side of my bed.

Jungkook, who was also thrown out of balance, plays it off and started waving to the camera, "okay goodbye everyone. I promise I'll make it up to you by posting something from our date after!"

I turn to Jungkook as he says this and call, "YA! Don't you dare!"

But alas, the live didn't even get to hear me say that as Jungkook waves the viewers off.

I scowl at him as he sits down next to me, throwing my phone on the bed and grabbing my face, "go get ready!" he says in a cutely aggravated way.

He continues to squish my face and I break out of his grips. I give him a look and stand just to lay down on my bed, "I want to see what they were sayin-"

"Who cares what they say," Jungkook groans and grabs my wrist, "I'm like s hungry I'm going to boil you oil and make you fried chicken."

I raise a brow at him and make a face, "... that's pretty... graphic."

"GAH!" he screams, "I'M HUNGRY, BABE! I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!" Jungkook complains, throwing himself back, shoving himself on me, making both of us grunt on impact.

"YA!" I shove him, "get your heavy ass off me!"

He shifts to look at me and begins to shove me off the bed, "well, then get your ass of the bed and get ready, for goodness sake."

I am ejected off my bed and I stand before I'm fully shoved off, "okay, okay, whatever you say, you rat."

"YA! WHO ARE YOU CALLING A RAT!"

A few days after the livestream incident, I had been receiving a tidal wave lot of hate comment on my photos and even on my groups videos, although we were currently inactive and on break.

To be fair, it was so much worse when we first went public with our relationship. There were so many saseangs that sent me death threads and gruesome things in the mail like entrails, bloody boxes or art, threatening letters, and even food that may most definitely had been poisoned.

Having that thought at the back of my head was frustrating, thinking all the food sent to me was poisoned..

I knew better than to actually try it though.

Once before, I ate a cupcake that was given to me by a supposed fan, and me and a staff member shared the it, bringing both of us to the hospital for food poisoning. It was pretty traumatizing to the point I don't feel comfortable eating anything that was given to me by a fan, which sucked because I know for a fact there were genuine fans out there that wanted to share a treat with me that they actually enjoyed.

I was getting pretty used to it, the hate. I mean even before going public with my relationship, I had it, although not to this extent.

I got pretty good at pretending I didn't care, although most of my group mates would call bullshit on it.

It just happened that Jungkook knew me all too well.

Which was why he had me scooped up in his arms, sat on his lap, head on my shoulder, mumbling over and over again, "tell me what's wrong, please. Tell me what's wrong, please. Tell me what's wrong, please. Tell me what's wrong, please..."

I faced away from him, since I was adamant I was completely fine, and had tried to get out of his grip. Of course, that was nearly impossible, since I was a limp noodle compared to him.

I sighed in defeat, trying to wrangle out of his arms, "Kookie, I'm fine. I swear."

"Tell me what's wrong, please. Tell me what's wrong--"

"Jungkook," I say firmer, waiting for a different reply.

"Tell me what's wrong, please."

I lean back against him and turn my face, "Jungkook."

He lightly butts his head against my shoulder, continuing his mantra.

I bring my hands to his arms, pulling his arm away, so I could face him. He braces me, counteracting my actions, thinking I was going to run away again. When he realizes I just want to turn to him, he loosens his grip and halts his resounding words.

When I meet his face, he gives me a wounded puppy look and asks, "are you going to tell me now?"

I place my hands on Jungkook's neck and pout back, "I really am fine, Jungkook."

He knits his brow, "and I know who much hate you've gotten since our last date post. You manager even called me and told me about the hate mail you've been getting. I told you not to open them."

"Yeah, but some of them are disguised as actual fan mail. I can't take the risk of throwing actual fan mail away."

Jungkook sighs, "I know. I don't like it when you get upset like this though."

I deflate upon seeing his expression and snuggle against his neck, caving in, "it's not that bad, Kook."

He releases a breath, rubbing my back, "I'm just worried about you, always. I can't help it when I'm, like, so in love with you."

I chuckle, "you're so dramatic."

"I'm seriously thinking about suing now," he says aimlessly, "I've been talking to my lawyer."

"Jungkook, they're probably just immature kids. When I was younger, I got upset when my favorite boy group got in a relationship too. I learned to get over it though when I got older and realized I was super immature."

He sighs, "I love my fans, but it's so hard to love them when they say they love me but hate you. I don't understand how they can think they're a fan if they do that."

"Kookie," I pull back and look at him, "they're just kids, cut them some slack."

He pushes my hair back and pouts, "you're too good to me."

"Well," I hum, then break into a soft smile, "you're hot and rich, so."

Jungkook breaks into a laugh, "Aha! I knew it! They were right about you. You just want my money and my body."

I roll my eyes, "duhhhh."

Jungkook grins and then crushes me against him, giving me kisses all over my head. I chuckle against him and wrap my arms tightly against his.

"I guess that means you know I bought tickets to G-Dragon's concert," he casually says.

I pull away and give him a look, "you said what now?"

He snickers, "well, while you were so busy blowing my money on snacks-"

"That you insisted you buy," I raise a finger.

He makes a half amuses, taunting face, and corrects himself, "that I insisted on buying, and so you went off and bought the whole store," he grits his teeth and squeezes my face in his palms, "I was waiting online for tickets and I managed to get two for us."

I straighten up in excitement, and whisper-yell in disbelief, "Jungkook, are you for real?"

He scoffs exaggeratedly and raises a brow, "would I live up to my sugar daddy status if I wasn't?"

I burst into a fit of excited giggles.

On the day of the concert, I was nothing but energetic and excited. Although the concert was going to be pretty late at night and Jungkook had work in the day, I was already getting everything sorted out for the night.

I was in the middle of watching An Interview with a Vampire, when suddenly, I heard a knock on my door.

I thought it was strange, because it wasn't like I had ordered anything or was expecting anyone. Then I thought perhaps it was Jungkook already. But then again, he wouldn't need to knock.

I checked my phone and saw he hadn't called or left a message either.

I decided to check anyway, and went up to the door, looking through the peephole, "who is it?"

I see a person in a delivery uniform. She replies, "delivery."

It seems she was holding a box of takeaway. I replied back, leaning away from the peephole, ready to walk back to the couch, "sorry, there must have been a mix up. I didn't order anything."

"No, there is no mix up," she says, then saying my name and supposedly my order.

"I didn't order that," I retort, crossing my arms.

"It's been paid for already. It was sent to this address."

I tilt my head, thinking maybe Jungkook ordered it, "who ordered it?"

For a moment there was silence.

I knit my brows and lean back to the door. Once I'm close enough to see who was on the other side, suddenly my door gets slammed on, "OPEN THE DOOR, YOU BITCH!"

I recoil and feel a chill run down my spine.

"What? Did you think I would say Jung Jungkook bought this for you?" she accused and suddenly throws something to my door, "well you're fucking wrong, you psychotic, gold-digging, whore!"

She begins kicking the door repeatedly, and I begin to fear she might break the door down.

"YA! OPEN THE DOOR!" she screams as I run off to get a chair to bar the door off.

Her knocks don't relent and I get my phone and contact the owner of the building, immediately dialing the number.

She's still banging on the door when the landlord picks up.

Later that day, when I tell Jungkook this after he's arrived at my place, he is absolutely delirious.

He wipes his face and paces around as he mutters curse words under his breath. He turns to me and gently brings both his hands to my shoulders. He rubs the skin with the pad of his thumb, "are you okay?"

I sigh, "I'm still pretty scared and really disturbed, but I'm... okay?" I release a dry and nervous chuckle, "I'm better now, much better than when she left and when security came with the landlord to check up on me and file a report."

Jungkook has his brows knit. He sighs, "and they contacted the police?"

I nod.

He gives me a look then wraps his arms around me, "I'm so sorry this happened to you, baby."

"It's not your fault."

"It is though," he says, "they were here because they were deluded by the idea of me."

"Jungkook."

He pulls back and caresses my face, "are you sure you still want to go to the concert tonight? We can just stay here and watch movies and cuddle."

"You're not going to get a refund for that, though! How could I?"

"Do you honestly think I would care about money right now?" he says, giving me a concerned look, "you were just in something really scary."

"I was, but staying here won't change or help that," I reply, frowning, "I, in fact, think it would be much better if we just go out and have some fun in that concert."

"You sure, honey?" he mutters lowly, pulling me closer to him.

I nod, "absolutely."

Needless to say, it was the best decision I had for the day by far. Well, besides not opening that door.

I was stood next to Jungkook, holding hands in anticipation. It was crazy being on this side of the arena. But it was still as exhilarating, and perhaps even more fun being the viewer than the performer.

When the lights began to change, the crowd went absolutely livid.

I couldn't help but scream along with the crowd. It was so powerful that even if you weren't excited, you would be.

The song began to play and within a few moment, back up dancers came and the stage began to do its theatrics.

Then came the moment we were all waiting for.

"EVERYBODY MAKE SOME NOISE!"

I had never shouted louder in my entire life.

G-dragon was absolutely electrifying onstage. He was so charismatic and commanded everyone's attention wholeheartedly. Each song came with so much energy and heart.

I was experiencing a high, as if I was on a rollercoaster, though I was safely put on the ground. And each time something happened, I would turn to Jungkook who had already turned to me and we both cheered and embraced each other through it all.

"See," I yelled over the music, "I told you this was a good idea."

Jungkook smiled over to me through the dim lights, "well, you are always right."

And when the concert was nearing the end, a staff personnel came over to us, an began to talk to Jungkook.

I looked between them, thinking something must be wrong. Jungkook gave me a quick glance and smiled, reaching out his hand to me. I took it and he then brought it to his lips to kiss my knuckles.

Once they're done speaking, Jungkook leans to me and gives me a kiss, "come on."

He leans away and I give him a look, but clearly follow him anyway, even though I had absolutely no idea where we were going.

We walk hand in hand as we were lead through the area.

We find ourselves in the telltale bustle backstage, and I begin to have an inkling on just where we were going.

I tug on Jungkook's arm and flash wide eyes. We were in a place quiet enough so when he looks at me and leans in, I whisper, "are we going to meet G-dragon?"

He pulls away, giving me an incredulous look, shaking his head. He brings a finger up to his lips and turns away. My heart begins to beat so fast.

There was no mistaking it when we were backstage. I was greeted and greeted a bunch of staff members, some of which I actually recognized and worked with before.

It was pretty wild when we were brought directly backstage and a few moments later, G-Dragon came walking down towards us.

"Oh," G-Dragon himself calls with a toothy grin, "hello."

I am too stunned to speak and look at him with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. I pull on Jungkook's arm as he turns to me with an ecstatic look on his face.

He and I bow in regard to our sunbae as he comes closer after wiping his sweat off.

G-Dragon reciprocates and shakes his hands, "yah, you two don't have to be so formal with me. Besides, we both have met before, right."

We nod and agree to his words.

Jungkook beams, "G-Dragon-ssi, you were absolutely amazing out there."

I quickly agree, "I was having such a bad day but then all of my stress got wiped off because of how loud I screamed."

He chuckles at this and slaps a hand on Jungkook's shoulder, "ah, thanks. You don't have to be so formal. You can just call me Jiyong. After all you two are both much more successful than me."

We are quick to deny this.

"Wah, without G-Dragon and BigBang, and our all senior's hard work, we wouldn't have reached were we are now," Jungkook says shaking his head.

"There you are again, being so formal," he scolds back.

Jungkook corrects himself, "Jinyong hyung."

"Wah, I can just call you Jiyong oppa?" I ask in disbelief.

"Well," Jiyong chuckles, turning to Jungkook, "better not in front of your boyfriend."

I redden at the teasing remark, "he isn't the jealous type."

Jungkook quickly turns to me and snaps, "no. I am. I am totally the jealous type."

We burst into a fit of laughter after this.

"I'm really glad I was able to make your day better, though. Honestly. It's one of the things that make me love doing what I do so much," Jiyong says, making both of us nod.

"Me too," Jungkook agreed.

I smile, "me three."

Jiyong smiles, "well. I would just like to give you both a bit of advice. If you ever have a bad day and some crazy person comes knocking on your door-"

I give Jungkook a look, and as does he.

"-just stop and think about why you're doing this. Remember why you love doing this. For me, at least, this helps me get through bad days."

After he says this, I reach out for Jungkook's hand and he grips it firmly. When I turn to him, he's already looking at me and giving my hand a kiss.

"Wah, really?" Jiyong complains looking around aimlessly, placing his hands on my hips, "right in front of me?" He sighs shaking his head, "you really know how to make a guy feel single."

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