#had to block a mutual today cause they were driving me fucking crazy

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The 2024 version of "Call yourself a 'community organizer' even though you're not on speaking terms with your roommates" is "Call yourself a 'anarcho socialist punk even though you never bother to study about antisemitism"

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I Can’t Believe It

Jeon Jungkook | I know there are a lot of time skips, but let's be honest, who really meets someone and confesses their love the next day? Also, I want this to be sort of a realistic crack fic so yeah. Lots and lots of time skips.

It isn't everyday that you meet someone so young, so childish, yet so… daddy. And for people like Alexa these kind of people are basically nonexistent. Or so she thought until Jeon Jungkook walked into her life. 

For whatever reason, her mind directed her feet to the playground a few blocks from her home where she sat on the swings. Minutes later two kids rode up on their bicycles, one with a Capri Sun in his hand, and challenged each other to a pull up competition on the monkey bars. After shaking her head at the stupidity of the two, she quickly realized that they couldn't actually be younger than herself. First of all because no kid should have muscles like that, and second because they were both just too damn big to be playing on the playground, towering over all the other little kids. The two idiots were scaring some of the poor children with all of their grunting and screaming so Alexa decided it was her job to intervene.

“Hey, Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumb! Stop scaring all the babies away and find something else to do with yourselves!” Upon closer inspection Alexa decides that maybe this wasn't such a great idea because they not only tower over the kids, but her as well. She clears her throat and stands straighter once they turn and stare right down into her soul. The one with the Capri Sun from earlier pulls a new one out of back pocket and stabs it in the hole without taking his eyes off of her, and Wow she thinks. That takes some real talent. Both boys laugh and she realizes that maybe she didn't say that in her head after all. The one without the Capri Sun holds his hand out for her to shake and she takes note of his box like smile.

“I'm Taehyung, but you can call me… anytime.” Taehyung says with a wink and Alexa can't help the sputter of a laugh that escapes her mouth. Once she calms herself she returns his handshake and introduces herself.

“Yeah, okay. I'm Alexa by the way.”

“Nice to meet you Alexa. Maybe we can take you out for dinner sometime? In exchange get for interrupting your playground time of course.”

“I'm okay with that.”

Alexa can't help the shy smile that lingers on her face as she and Taehyung exchange numbers. As they are handing back each other’s phones she catches Capri Sun boy nudging Taehyung in the side.

“Oh yeah,” insert wide boxy grin. “This is Jungkook and he's afraid of girls.” He turns to Taehyung with a scandalized look on his face but doesn't deny the claim, which makes Alexa giggle. 

It's at this point that she decides to go home, and that maybe, just maybe, coming to the park that day wasn't a mistake.

A few days later, Alexa finds herself staring at the new addition to her cell phone's contacts, wondering if she should actually take up the offer of free dinner with the two guys she met at the playground. All of her reasons not to call were dwindling fast. Her friends were all either out of town or with their boyfriends, all she had left in her kitchen was ramen, and to top it off she craved the attention of the opposite sex. And with that final thought she once again found herself standing in front of Taehyung and Jungkook a few hours later.

“I was starting to think you weren't going to call.” Taehyung says with a little grin.

“Hello to you too, Taehyung. Who would give up a free meal? Especially from someone as handsome and yourself.” Glancing at Jungkook, who is standing slightly behind Taehyung, Alexa smirks. “And you too, of course, Jungkook.” At the mention of his name he visibly gulps, leading to Alexa shaking her head lightly in amusement. Taehyung leads the three into the restaurant and all goes well. The three get to know each other rather well and are soon joking around as if they had been friends forever. At least Alexa and Taehyung are. 

Jungkook, however, keeps mostly on himself, giving input only when directly addressed. By the end of the meal Alexa settled into feeling that Jungkook, for whatever reason, wasn't very fond of herself. No matter how much she tried to engage in conversation with him, he just wouldn't reciprocate more than a word or two. She couldn't think of anything she'd done or said wrong, but she did remember what Taehyung had said the first day they met. If Jungkook really was afraid of women, then she didn't want to make him feel any more uncomfortable than he was making her feel. And to add to, what she assumed was mutual discomfort, Jungkook kept his eyes on her throughout the whole dinner. She made the mistake of catching his eye at one point, only to have him glare at her, deep into her soul.

“As much as I enjoyed this, I think I should go.”

“What? Why? what's wrong? The food wasn't good? Are you feeling okay?” Taehyung questions, face turning a whole 180, from happy to worried, in a matter of seconds.

“I'm fine, I'm fine. Although I think Jungkook…” Feeling his eyes on her again her voice trails off. “Yeah, I'm just gonna go.”

Alexa grabs her things and leaves after one final goodbye. Once she is out of sight Taehyung turns to Jungkook with a frown.

“What the hell, man?”

“What?” Jungkook says innocently playing with his food.

“Don't ‘what’ my ‘what the hell’, you know exactly what.” Jungkook just shoves food into his mouth and Taehyung sighs. “Why can't you just try to be okay with girls? You know, try to act normal?”

“I was acting normal.”

Taehyung rolls his eyes and stands to leave. “Oh yes. Because scaring her away is completely normal.” Both boys leave the restaurant and start to walk toward their shared apartment. After walking for awhile in silence Taehyung throws his arm around Jungkook.

“I'm just trying to look out for you, man. She was definitely your type.”

A little smile creeps onto Jungkook’s face and Taehyung loses his shit. He's running in circles around Jungkook and screaming “I'm knew it! I knew it!”, slapping the poor boy on the back, neck, pretty much anything within reach, and shaking the kid.

“Ah, Hyung! That hurts!” But the pain can't mask the happiness spewing from his pores.

“Yah~ Look at our little Jungkookie growing up. I think I might cry.” Taehyung says being as extra as always. When they make it back to their place Taehyung runs off to make two calls right away. One to his girlfriend, and the other a group call to the other five friends in his and Jungkook’s squad. When he emerges again Jungkook is sitting in front of the TV. Taehyung turns off the TV and yanks Jungkook up from the couch.

“You need to learn how to treat a girl!”

  A few weeks later finds Alexa in her room with a friend, Candice AKA Candi. After the dinner with Taehyung and Jungkook, Alexa had been hanging out with the two more often. At some point she'd even met the rest of their ‘squad’ and pretty much became one of them. It wasn't really anything different from hanging out with her usual friends, such as Candi, except for the staring from Jungkook. She noticed that more recently the looks were less frequent, but a lot darker. Although at least now he could hold a decent conversation with her. She liked seeing how different Jungkook acted around his friends, seeing him in his comfort zone, and she like it even more that she was now a part of that comfort zone. Close enough, even, that he gave her his number and they had been talking non-stop for a while now. It could have been because they were the closest in age, but either way she was glad to be getting along well with him.

“Are you even listening to me?” Candi sighs. She'd come over to rant about her ‘broke ass, busted ass, long dick, wannabe rapper ass’ boyfriend.

“Sorry. I'm listening now, shoot.”

Candi dramatically sighs and starts talking again. “I was saying that imma have to beat his ass. First he tried to forego wearing a condom, like no bitch. I'm not getting getting pregnant for yo dumb ass just so you can ‘feel it real good like maple wood’, okay. And then he starts talking some bullshit about making me pop my pussy until ‘it be purring like a kitten’. What the fuck does that even mean? I swear this man is gonna drive me crazy… also I ate all your food, stepped on your dog, and burnt your apartment complex down.” She waited for Alexa to catch what she'd said and actually pay attention. 

10 seconds later, “You what?!” Candi just shook her head and stood up.

“Look at you not even paying attention cause you're too busy texting on that damn phone! Just fuck him already, damn!”

“What are you talking about? And where are you going?”

“Oh now you pay attention.” Candi says on her way to the door. “Obviously I'm boring you so I'll take my ass somewhere else.”

Alexa grabs her arm and pulls her back into her room. “Okay, no. I'm sorry. I'm all ears. 190% ready to listen.” She stares at Candi across from her, on her bed.

“I'm not playing this game with you Alex.”

“What game? I'm serious, I'm listening. No more texting. I promise.”

“I'm not even talking about just today. Ever since you started hanging out with Jungkook and his flunkies you've been neglecting the rest of us. You know? Your friends? Why do you think the rest of them stopped trying to ask you to go anywhere or do anything?”

The suddenly serious mood shocked Alexa. There she was thinking she'd been balancing both groups of friends quite well only to be getting chewed out by her best friend. She could see exactly how irritated Candi was with her from the twitch of her eyebrow and her crossed arms.

“I'm didn't realize you guys felt that way. I thought they were just busy.” She pouts.

“Girl, I love you and all but you need to get your shit together. Get your head outta your ass and look around unless you want to lose the rest of your friends. I'm telling you this because no one else will.” Candi looks at Alexa’s sulky figure and sighs. “Go make me dinner or I'm leaving.” She says with a playful smirk. And of course Alexa knows that this is her way of saying “You're forgiven”.

The next week Alexa finds herself beyond exhausted. Between work, classes, and trying to find an equal balance between both friend groups, she is thankful for a long weekend break. When she gets home that Friday, she goes straight to her bed to K.O. When she wakes up the next afternoon, still in her clothes from the day before, she feels energized and refreshed. When she gets around to checking her phone she sees that she has a few messages and responds to them all. The plan for the night was to go out with her friends for drinks as she promised she would days before. Therefore the rest of the afternoon she spends getting ready: hair curled and styled, makeup applied, tight olive suede dress on, and a light mist perfume sprayed. The only thing she had left to do was put on her earrings and shoes and she would be done. As she was putting in her last earring her phone went off, a tone distinctly for a certain Jeon Jungkook.

“Hi Jungkook.”

“Alexa. Hey. I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight?”

“I would but I'm going out with the girls tonight. I was just about to leave actually.” She says putting on her shoes.

“Oh okay. Uh, well I guess I'll see you later then.”

“Yup. Bye bye.”

“Bye.”

After hanging up Alexa leaves and meets a few of her friends, including Candi, for pre-game drinks. Once the alcohol sets in and a few more girls show up they all leave for the club. 

At the club the girls find a table and scout the dance floor. One guy comes up to Candi, who Alexa quickly realizes is her boyfriend Jay, and they go off to dance and suck face in the sweaty crowd.

“So what up with you and Kookie?” A mutual friend of both Alexa’s friend groups, Yugyeom, asks. He has to shout a little to be heard over the music.

“What do you mean?”

“You guys have been hanging out lately, right?”

“Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?”

“Because he likes-”

Their conversation takes a pause as a drink is placed in front of Alexa. Looking up, she's met with a guy definitely much older than herself. He is disgustingly sweaty and has broken, crooked teeth.

“No thanks.” She tells the guy intending to go back to her conversation, but he insists.

“Hey, take a hike. She said no.” Yugyeom intervenes, and for extra effect wraps an arm around Alexa’s waist. Finally the man leaves and Yugyeom removes his arm.

“Thanks.” The action had no effect on Alexa for the simple fact that she knew Yugyeom’s preference in sexual relationships. “What were you going to say about Jungkook?”

Yugyeom’s head turns to the dance floor and a sneaky smile slips onto his face. “Why don't you ask him yourself?” He grabs Alexa by the shoulders and pushes her toward the crowd of dancing people, right up behind a guy with dark hair, broad shoulders, and thick muscles. He's dressed in a white muscle tee, black jeans, and sparkling timberlands. All together his figure and style seems very familiar but with the buzz of alcohol it doesn't really matter. 

Alexa turns around and two of her friends appear in front of her. Lost in the moment she presses back on the guy behind her ass she dances. After a minute she can feel his breath puffing on her neck and his hips pressing into her ass, and the vague sound of someone nearby shouting “This shit is sauce!” over the music. Hands snake around her waist and Alexa slings one arm around the man’s neck, her eyes sliding shut when she feels his lips press against her ear. He moves her hair all to one side and lowly sings the lyrics of the song for her, and only her, to hear. After a verse or two he starts kissing on her neck. At this point Alexa can feel just how hard he is and feels herself being affected as well. She turns around in his arms and when he pulls his head away from her they both look like they've been electrocuted or seen ghosts.

“Alexa?”

“Jungkook!”

Jungkook’s face starts to burn a deep pink around the cheeks and Alexa stands at a loss for words. Eventually she just starts to laugh because what else can you do? Once the initial shock wears away, Jungkook takes the initiative to drag her to a more private area and speak.

“So this is what you meant when you said you were going out. You look good.”

“Yeah I kinda picked that up from the way you were kissing all over me��� she laughs.

“Sorry about that,” Jungkook rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed. “I didn't know it was you.”

“Don't be.” Alexa doesn't know why, maybe it's the alcohol, but she's happy that he turned out to be Jungkook. The more she thinks about it, Jungkook is a great guy and he's pretty damn hot, with or without the presence of a top lip. She leans closer and wraps her arms around his neck. “Actually. Why don't you finish what you started?”

Jungkook audibly gulps and his eyes widen more than they should be allowed to. His hands settle around her waist but it's almost as if to push her away.

“What?”

“You heard me.” Alexa smashes her mouth against his taking full advantage of his shookness. “Take me home Jungkook.”

                                                     At Her House

The door swings open and Jungkook stumbles in after a backwards walking Alexa.

“Be careful.” He whisper shouts at her but she doesn't care. She giggles and pulls him into her, latching her lips onto his for the 5th time since getting out of the taxi and into her building. As it seemed Alexa was far too intoxicated to operate properly, Jungkook took it upon himself to help the poor woman in anyway he could. He shut the door, took off his and her shoes, put her on the couch and got a glass of water. One to cool down his growing desire for a drunk, horny Alexa, and another for said drunk girl. When he returns to the living room with the glass she pounces on him at once, but he manages to press the glass to her lips instead of his own.

“Calm down and drink please.”

When the water is done Alexa looks a bit more sane. It only lasts for a second though before she is crawling on him to settle on his lap. The look in her eyes is dark. As much as Jungkook would love to buried deep inside Alexa, he knows that he's no where near as intoxicated as she is and the good little boy in him won't let it happen. To his sweet relief she seems content just kissing him slowly, and he thinks that much he can handle. That is until her hips start grinding in little circles over his. He moans and she whimpers, kissing a little more roughly. Just a few more minutes of this he thinks before he has to stop her. When he finally separates his mouth from hers and stills her hips he says, “Alex please. You're drunk.” 

In Alexa’s eyes Jungkook looks like a frightened child, scared to take what he wants because he's afraid of the trouble that comes with it.

“I'm not that drunk Jungkook. I know what I'm doing.” Alexa rolls her hips slowly against his and kisses his neck. With one last thread of sanity Jungkook tries again.

“You'll regret this in the morning.”

She let's out a breath, moves away to look at her phone, and then returns to her original position holding the phone so that he could see.

“It's 3:03 in the morning and I don't regret it. Happy?”

In a way, Jungkook could say that yes, he was very happy. But like I said before the good little boy inside wouldn't let him have sex with a drunk, not so drunk girl. An idea however jumps out in his mind and his dominant nature decides now it the perfect time to take over. To Alexa it's like a the flick of a switch how his demeanor changes, how his eyes darken to lustful blown pupils.

“You want me?”

“Jungkook, if you put your hands in my pants you'd know how much I want you.”

He chuckles and continues on as if she never spoke at all. “If you really want me then you'll have to follow a few rules, baby girl.” He can feel how his words affect her, the shivers that wrack her body. “First, I won't fuck you now. You don't deserve that pleasure. Yet.”

“Jung-”

“Second, you don't talk unless daddy tells you to, understood?”

“Seriously Jungkook? Just-” her words choke off into a gasp when he smacks her ass. From the way it stings she knows it'll be tender and sore, especially if he continued not to hold back his strength.

“Understood?” He raises a dark eyebrow at her and, fearing for the life of her ass, she quickly nods her head in agreement.

“Use your words, little one.”

“Yes.” The hands on her thighs tighten threateningly. “Yes, I understand.”

Another full forced, bruising slap on the badonkadonk. Alexa yelps at the slap, but strangely she's only more turned on by the sudden roughness.

“Yes… daddy?”

To her relief that seems to be the right answer because she is rewarded with a kiss and him soothingly rubbing his hands on her booty. She moans into the kiss,  but then he pulls away and she thinks she might cry.

“I'll have you trained in no time.” He whispers, more to himself than anything, and kisses her again. “Third, don't ever make me repeat myself. I don't like hurting my baby girl, but I will. And fourth, always remember the safe word.”

When Alexa furrows her eyebrows he adds on, “We'll get to that later. For today,” a pause to drag her hips closer to his. “We need to take care of this mess.” At first she doesn't realize what he's talking about, but then she understands that he means the messy stain of purely… Alexa all over his thighs, which can only make her imagine just how soaked her panties must be. The thought only serves to make her increasingly wet and so she bites her lips to hold in a moan. Jungkook watches every expression that crosses her face as she's lost in thought. He taps her on the thighs, signaling for her to stand up. When she does it is so much more obvious, the stains on his pants, and she looks away in embarrassment. Jungkook takes this opportunity to slip his hands up her dress and slide her panties off down her legs. He puts the soaked panties in his pocket, so she doesn’t lose them he tells himself, and then pulls Alexa down by the hips so that she now straddles only one of his thighs. If the heat radiating through his clothes wasn't enough before, it was scorching now and had her moaning without even having done anything. Alexa’s head falls onto his shoulder at once when Jungkook begins to rock her hips along his thigh. She has to grip the back of the couch, behind Jungkook’s head, when he flexes the muscle, making it jump up and dig into her flesh. At this point she isn't even aware of the many noises escaping her own mouth, nor does she care to stop them. All she can focus on is her fast approaching orgasm and Jungkook panting in her ear. For a brief moment she wonders why he's getting so worked up until it dawns on her that she's also grinding herself down onto his dick, and that he'd been hard since before they left the club. When Jungkook’s thigh starts to vibrate, from the effort of keeping his muscle tense for so long, Alexa finds she can't control herself anymore.

“Daddy…” is all she's able to whine, but Jungkook knows exactly what she wants even without her words.

“Cum for me baby girl.”

There is a long second that's filled with nothing but the sounds of heavy panting and little whimpers and then,

“오빠!” Alexa moans as she finds her release. On the other side of the exchange, however, Jungkook finds himself flaccid, flabbergasted, and JungShook to the max. He didn't even give the poor girl a chance to catch her breath before he tossed her aside onto the couch and walked out of her apartment.