#jk but if anyone wants to yell about this

[rainbowvamp]

oh fuck. wait. hold on. do we have a pacific rim dreamling au yet?? do we? because. fuck. fuck. we need one. listen, it's a fandom right of passage. we need a pacific rim au that we're all obsessed with. we deserve it.

[oukabarsburgblr]

Hi! Love your work! I dont know if your requests are open but Id love to see more of your Haikyuu work! Loved the the recent one and i just cant stop rereading it.

I wonder what would happen if reader was hit on by one of the other volleyball players before/after the matches. I just wanna see the three boys get jealous and protective honestly hahahd ofc if you dont want to write this its okay too! ( Ps. I also love ur Daisuke one, i love him hes so cute 🥰🥺 cant wait to see more of ur work )

drabble...aftermath of Karasuno

taglist : @ayuxiru @tehyunnie @rainnyydaysworld @webwanderer

i stopped working on my haikyuu fics bc i started s4 and i could NOT see atsumus face HAHHAHH idky i HATE HIM ARGH/jk. We love Daisuke in this household. Can anyone tell Daichi is my favourite? HAHA

this will be the last one for the crows CAW CAW

harassed, dark in general

Find out more under the cut!

[SCENARIOS LOADING...]

Another team harasses the manager!

[START SCENE]

"Hey! Karasuno's manager! Don't make such an ugly face."

A certain (h/c) frowned, being cornered by tall volleyball players from other schools. He had just went to retrieve the paper rosters from the organizers for their current tournaments at the Sendai Gymnasium where Preliminaries are being held when he was stopped by students from other schools.

"You look like you don't have a lot on your hands right now. Why don't you come with us? Free some tension...you probably need it." A hand grasped (m/n)'s shoulders to which the (h/c) swatted it away. "Don't touch me." He hissed as he tried to move past them but another shoved him back against the walls, them moving closer to the manager.

"Hey hey. We're all friends here, right?" Hissing in pain as the hand lodged in his shoulder pressed his nails further, crinkling his black jumpsuit. "Listen here, fucker. I don't know what household you grew up in, but go ride someone else's dick. Better yet, why don't you go suck each other off? Since you're so desperate for some action."

(m/n) spat, his foul mouth and his temper wasn't a good combination but it was the right mixture for this situation. He pushed the players' arm and was ready to leave until his hair was clenched painfully.

A yelp from (m/n) and the ringleader of the group pulled his face close. "Nice face but a repulsive tongue...damn and I thought we could do this nicely. We'll find a use for your mouth soon." "Let go, asshole-"

Fuck, who do they think they are? The only one grabbing my hair is usually-

"I suggest you let him go."

A heavy voice uttered from behind them, catching the attention of the group. Asahi clasped the hand that seized (m/n)'s head. "Before I break your wrist." He muttered with a death glare, the light in his eyes gone.

"Fuck! Is he the coach or something?!" One of them whispered, scanning his mature features. Someone grasped (m/n)'s hand, pulling him away from the group. "Learn how to take a hint when someone says they don't like you." Sugawara pushed the manager behind him.

"Or go die in some random dump, you trash."

He stated blandly, his voice losing any cheery tone he would always carry. How ironic. (m/n) could never be more glad that the third years were here, clenching the papers in his hand. He felt someone gently pull his bicep.

"Go." Daichi muttered. "The team's around the corner. Go see Kiyoko for..." He brushed (m/n)'s head, where his hair was tousled.

The only one who would usually, or rather the only one, grabbing (m/n)'s head, tugging his hair, digging their nails into his scalp was Daichi Sawamura.

The (h/c) didn't think twice to leave the scene, not leaving a glance to the yelling players who had harassed him, Daichi particularly approaching the one who had pulled (m/n)'s hair.

-

He didn't want to be here anymore, (m/n) lazily draped himself across the railings. Only one manager was allowed on the benches so he and Yachi had to sit up in the audience' seats but he asked for some alone time from Yachi, her concerned about him after hearing that he was disturbed by a team from another school earlier.

Hinata had jumped up and about when (m/n) returned to their team, demanding to know who had hurt his friend and Kiyoko checked his scalp, making sure nothing was broken and everything was fine. Tanaka was adamant on being a good senior and wanting to avenge his manager so he went to help the third years who were confronting the aggressors but immediately retreated, staying quiet when Ennoshita asked what they were up to.

The games started and the first match went well, battling up against a two meter player. Daichi didn't speak to him yet. (m/n) noticed a bruise forming on Asahi's jaw and Sugawara only smiled at him quietly.

Second game came around and (m/n) held back a flight of curses from his mouth when the team Karasuno had to play against were the same players who had cornered him earlier, their captain glaring holes into Daichi. He noticed a few of them were missing, specifically the bitchy ringleader.

"Hey, (m/n). Thought you'd be down there this time."

Oikawa approached his cousin, leaning onto the railings in a similar fashion to the (h/c). "I guess all third years in your team is staying huh." He poked (m/n). "Yeah." He mumbled. "Looks like yours too."

(e/c) glanced at the Seijoh team that were currently watching over Karasuno's briefing by their coach. He noticed a new player. Someone that has a tennis ball for a head.

"Well, we're gonna beat Shiratorizawa this year. I'm gonna show Ushiwaka who's boss." "You say that at every game." The setter slapped (m/n)'s back, the latter yelping and smacking his laughing cousin. "So gloomy and for what? Your team seems to be energetic-...well they're playing more aggressive than usual."

Asahi slammed the ball set by Kageyama, earning a point as the libero was unable to receive the spinning ball. The ace looked furious, his eyebrows furrowing as he asked Kageyama for a faster set. Sugawara was itching to get on the court, pacing around, warming his legs up so he could be ready when he had a chance to play. Daichi was silent, his usual words of affirmation to the team gone. Only Tanaka and Nishinoya cheering when they won a point.

"We're going to win. Against them at least." Daichi muttered, his eyes gazing up at (m/n) when Coach Ukai took a timeout and asked what was wrong and why their play styles had differ today.

(m/n) stared back but quickly looked away when he felt butterflies in his stomach. He couldn't tell what those insects were trying to tell him. Daichi had warmed his bed a lot for the past month, even his parents assumed he was his boyfriend by how often he had came over to his house.

Karasuno won a fast game. Two sets straight, 25 - 17 and 25 - 13. The last set where all the third years were deployed went by quick, Asahi shining as the MVP.

"Well, that's my cue. I wonder when we'd play against you, it'd be any different." "....It will." Oikawa raised an eyebrow. "Thought you'd support me this time. Given how your team lost on our last match." "But they'll win."

(m/n) peered at Oikawa, from the corner of his eyes. "My team will win beating yours, Tooru." The setter only stared down at the manager with a smirk.

"What's with the change of heart?" "..."

He didn't reply, only getting up to greet the team as he stood in the hallways, letting Hinata crash into him. Sugawara pulled the middle blocker off of him. "Now now. Stop causing trouble or Takeda-sensei won't let us watch the other teams play." They were done for the day and as requested by Kageyama, they went to see Seijoh's match.

Sugawara held (m/n) behind however, letting the team go first as they stood in an isolated staircase. He ran his fingers through (h/c) hair, his eyes squinting at the manager as he smiled reassuringly. "I hope you're alright, (m/n). We beat them for you. Those idiots. People who have nothing else to do but lay their waste on innocents like you."

The (h/c) hummed uneasily, leaning his head on the setter's shoulders and his fingers clutching onto the latter's jersey. "I didn't mean to talk to them. They cornered me." "I know, I know." Sugawara cooed, his other hand caressing (m/n)'s back.

A similar but earlier incident had happened, whereas a student confessed to the (h/c), who declined but Hinata excitedly told the team and Sugawara had an outburst in private, accusing (m/n) of cheating behind their backs despite them having no declaration, only taming (m/n) into their current relationship.

"Did I ever scare you? You look at me like I'm going to snap your neck at any second." The setter teased, his hand trailing over (s/c) neck, his fingertips pressing onto (m/n)'s Adam's apple. "No. You wouldn't." That was a bluff.

He had learned that Sugawara had the most violent tantrums out of the three. Paranoid, spiralling about what (m/n) does when he wasn't around. The (h/c) had learned what to say, what to do overtime, to ease the third year.

Said third year smiled at him. "If anyone ever approaches you, like earlier, scream our names okay." He always made sure to include Daichi and Asahi. "Remember, you're our favourite."

He winked at the (h/c) who didn't give much of a reaction, only hugging the setter. Was there any difference between those assholes and the third years in Karasuno? Both of those groups forced him, into these uneasy situations, Karasuno taking a longer approach.

Crows tend to build their nests with meticulous resolve, choosing the right twigs and taking the softest materials for the lining. Karasuno did live up to their name, (m/n) completely accepting his predicament, laying in the den Daichi, Sugawara and Asahi had woven for him.

Sugawara pulled (m/n)'s face up, smiling at him before pressing his lips to the (h/c) who opened his mouth when the setter swiped his tongue on his lips. "Let me hear you, (m/n)." The setter muttered as he pressed his wet muscle against (m/n)'s caressing his palate and pressing their bodies closer.

"Mmnff ahh! N-Not here Suga- ahk!" (m/n) choked when he felt a hand cupping his crotch, his breath shaky and coming out in stutters as he pushed Sugawara's chest. His cheeks were hot and he clenched his fist on Suga's jersey.

"Hahaha is it because we're in public? You'd be much more in trouble with Asahi then." The setter pulled away, letting (m/n) breathe as he dragged him up the stairs and they stepped into the auditorium seating. "Go. You owe me a date for this." He kissed the (h/c)'s forehead before pushing him to the row where Asahi and Daichi were.

The setter walked past them, opting to sit beside the second years, distracting them when they asked where was the manager. Said manager stood nervously, Asahi and Daichi silent, both of them sat in the furthest behind row, whereas everyone was sitting close to the railings to watch the games.

Usually (m/n) had no problem conversing with them, the third years constantly talking first but here they are staying silent. "...Good game." He referred to the two sets they stole from those assholes.

The captain didn't even look at him, only staring into space with a frown on his face. Asahi spared him a glance before beckoning the (h/c) to sit next to him. But as he was about to sit, the brunette pulled his arm, making him land in Asahi's lap instead.

"Huh? What are you-" He was silenced by Daichi's glance, his heart racing as Asahi adjusted him, placing him directly on top his crotch. "Sorry, (m/n)." The ace buried his face into the (h/c)'s shoulders. "Let me borrow you for a bit."

Here? In public? Where anyone could see him being used like a fucking-

His hands shook as he tried to peel himself off Asahi, but the latter only tightened his hold, crushing his waist with his muscular arms. "I'm sorry." The brunette mumbled apologies and (m/n) could feel his erection pressing up against his pants. He prayed the others wouldn't turn around. Daichi didn't move a finger, (m/n) couldn't read his face as he hopelessly squirmed in Asahi's lap.

He's going to see. He's going to look at me and see me like this.

His heart was beating fast, the ace still breathing heavily behind him and grinding his bottom on him. Daichi still didn't give any reaction. (m/n) felt his heartstrings pulled as the captain didn't give a damn of what was happening to him. Unintentionally, he glorified- favoured? Treasured the ravenette the most, the one who always seemed so distant from him yet was so close and quick to clog his throat-

Tears welled up in his (e/c) eyes as he turned his face away when he saw Tsukishima glanced at him from the corner of his sight. He genuinely prayed that no one else would see him in this shameful state.

Asahi stopped bucking his hips when a high pitched heave escaped from the (h/c)'s throat, (m/n) holding in a sob as he carved his nails into the ace's arm. "Shh...it's fine. No one saw anything. They just think you're sitting on me." He whispered into the manager's ear who shook his head. Tsukishima saw him and he was one of the smart ones. The rest of Karasuno hadn't seen but what about the other teams? Strangers who might pass by their rows. He hated how his three seniors didn't give a damn about his pride.

Asahi didn't make himself obvious, he just wanted to loose some steam is all. In the end, he did use (m/n) like those harassers did albeit tamer than expected but the intentions were there nonetheless. (m/n) whimpered endlessly as he was placed to sit on the cushioned seat in the same one as the ace, still with Asahi seated close behind him. (s/c) hands trembled as he peered at the captain who cruelly ignored him the entire time.

A tear slipped down his cheek as Asahi cooed at him, apologising and kissing his ears while rubbing his waist. Ensuring the (h/c) that he didn't even got off or anything as he whispered sweet nothings with his apparent boner pressing against (m/n)'s back. The manager was much more prone to crying when they were in public.

His hands hugged Azumane's as he leaned back into the ace's body, his attempt to hide his figure as he pulled on the ace's black jacket. "Hic- you're so fucking- mean to me." (m/n) whined as Asahi peppered kisses all over his face, his stubble scratching against his skin.

"I won't do it again." The ace muttered, placing his chin on the manager's head. (m/n) peered up and noticed the forming bruise. His fingers went to delicately trace them. "I knocked his teeth out." Asahi mumbled.

"Would've done more if their manager hadn't come running." (m/n) flinched when he heard Daichi utter. The first he spoke around the (h/c) after the whole harassment he suffered.

Coarse rough fingers covered his eyesight, a fingertip pressing against his right eye lightly, brushing his lashes and the ace placed his face down where (m/n) had his hair violently tugged. "Tell me if you want him to lose more."

(m/n) didn't say anything, only nodding as he let the ace touch his body, caressing his chest and inhaling his scent. He didn't feel bad for the attackers at all. They dug their own grave for being assholes.

He caught Daichi staring at him, the captain still facing straight but his eyes gazed into the (h/c)'s face as he slowly returned his focus back onto Seijoh's match.

(m/n) managed to pull himself off of the ace when the games were over and Karasuno was preparing to leave. He made sure he avoided Tsukishima, not wanting to answer any of his probing questions. He had went ahead to wash the water bottles at a pipe when he heard footsteps behind him.

He looked behind him to see Daichi with the bottle carrier, the captain picking up the clean ones and placing it in its stations while (m/n) finished up the last one. A rare act of kindness from the captain to the (h/c). "Are there any others left?" (m/n) shook his head to Daichi's question.

The captain staring at him with dead eyes and (m/n) noticed the small blot of red on the edge of his knuckles. He didn't say anything, carefully pulling Daichi's hand and placing it under the tap, letting the water flow and washing the ravenette's hand.

Said ravenette stared down at him with his usual silence. At times like this, (m/n) could never tell what the captain was thinking. Was he observing on what he would do? No. Daichi was too confident in his...work. Of what he made of (m/n) (l/n).

Maybe he expected it. (s/c) fingers rubbed the knuckles, ridding the smell of blood and dirt as Daichi stood directly behind the manager. "Did they hurt you?" The manager shook his head again. "I'm fine. They didn't do much."

He could feel eyes boring into the back of his head, the captain glaring holes at the part where they pulled (m/n)'s hair. "It's good for you to know."

Know what? The manager wanted to ask but opted to stay quiet instead. He could feel Daichi leaning into his (h/c) hair, them letting the faucet run under their intertwined hands.

"No one else can hurt you." (m/n) carefully turned his head around and found black eyes staring down at him. "Not Suga and not even Asahi..." The captain muttered, his other hand gripping the manager's jaw, the latter letting out a small gasp.

"Only me. And it will stay that way as long as I'm here." He muttered, leaning so close to (m/n)'s face, the other baring a blank expression, knowing and not daring to show any sign of fear.

"Be aware and be good....I'll take care of you."

The (h/c) nodded, the grip on his jaw loosened and suddenly he was enclosed with a kiss. Daichi pressed against the manager and bit his lower lip, prompting moans as (m/n) shakily wrapped his arms around the captain's neck, his knees weak.

Both of them leaned against the sink and there was a faint sound of an ambulance siren that could barely be heard over the shaky gasps and lustful moans the manager spilled from his throat. It was wrong to love your abuser. (m/n) wouldn't call it love.

He would never care for someone like Daichi.

But he couldn't leave. There was no option for someone like him, he could only embrace and lay in the nest the third years made for him. A good first year to embrace their devilish intent.

[END SCENE]

I planned like a smut scene where daichi fucks him but im tired of writing smut tbh. Like i need inspo. But if u didnt notice daichis hand was bloodied bc he did sumth to the harassers which is why theres an ambulance in the last part.

Someone requested a sick scenario where reader gets sick and third years feel bad for him but tbh they wouldnt feel bad. Its just more of an excuse to fuck him over and ill give a very SIMPLE drabble for that bc ive delayed this way for too long

[SCENARIOS LOADING...]

(m/n) falls sick and the third years takes good care of him!

[START SCENE]

"Mmhhaa mmngg ahnn!"

(m/n) cried as he clutched onto Asahi's gakuran, his back against the wall and his legs wrapped around the ace's waist. The brunette's cock deep in him as they hid in an isolated bathroom stall, the third year pulling him in before classes were starting.

It was the norm for him. And he thought his body could adjust but he wouldn't notice he was slowly falling apart with how frequent the third years was using him for a quick fuck.

"T-Too fast! Ahn! Mmmn ahn ah ah!" His legs were shaking as Sugawara held his hips as he pounded his ass, the setter biting onto the manager's bare shoulder. The setter had whisked (m/n) away during their lunch break, him pulling the first year into the empty clubroom and bent him over the table to fuck his ass. He laughed when he found out Asahi had gotten to him first.

Daichi rarely took him during school hours or even school grounds for that matter. It was always the other two filling his ass up or suffocating his throat.

(m/n) choked as his head was pushed deeper into Asahi's crotch, his body naked as he sucked and licked at the dick while Sugawara was behind him shotgunning his bottom while grinding onto his naked butt. Saliva and precum was dripping onto the gym closet floor.

Sugawara always hold the keys and he'd use it as an excuse to stay behind, forcing (m/n) to help just for him to push him onto his knees and forced his cock into his mouth.

The manager knew his body wasn't feeling well that day. Seven rounds of sex in 8 hours was a record for him and a threesome in the mix? He went home sick and woke up with a sore throat and a burning fever.

(m/n) didn't go to school and he was glad he got to recover in his own bed but his mother suddenly barged in saying that his friends and his boyfriend were there to see him. The third years had neutral expressions when they entered his room, Sugawara easily conversing with his mother as she left the room, leaving her son alone with the monsters.

"I can't believe you actually got sick. I thought you were faking it so you could avoid me today." Sugawara grinned, sitting on the edge of (m/n)'s bed and placing his hand on the manager's forehead, pulling away and pulling out a fever plaster to paste it on the manager.

"I told you he was sick. He could barely stand when we were walking home and you thought he was faking it? You're scary, Sugawara." Asahi muttered to which the setter snapped back at him and they both argued over who had pushed (m/n) too far on yesterday's events.

Daichi ignored the two as he walked over to the bed, (m/n) could barely open his eyes, his skin hot and his head aching. He felt a hand pulling down his blanket and someone pushing his shirt up. A cold wet palm laid flat on his belly. The (h/c) squirmed but embraced the cool, his chest heaved up and down with slow breaths.

"Get better. Soon." The captain ordered. His dark eyes staring blankly at the manager. Sugawara turned to (m/n) and placed a kiss on his cheek. "You heard the captain." "Make sure to stay away from Suga."

The setter continued to yell at the ace, moving off of the bed and Daichi took the opportunity to take his place, his eyes now locking with (e/c) as he brushed his hand against (m/n)'s cheek fondly. "...I'll take care of you. I said I would." The ravenette muttered, the hand he had washed earlier trailing from his stomach to his chest, his hand under (m/n)'s shirt.

Daichi would only take him in his bed, in his room at nights after practice. Now, he was sick and laying in said bed with the captain looming over him, his eyes scanning his weak features.

(m/n) couldn't do a thing, letting the third year care for his sick body. They would come over after practice bringing homecooked meals they would make at Daichi's house. Sugawara often cleaned his body, using a wet towel to cool his warm limbs or helping him into his shower where he would- this made the manager's mom became more fond of the third years, letting them into her son's room at any time she was especially too busy to check in on her precious child.

The manager knew they were some sick fucks but he didn't expect them to go that far truly. Sometimes they would grope him, offering a quickie while mocking him by bouncing the (h/c) on their lap but Daichi was quick to stop them, especially Sugawara who was a bit too happy that (m/n) was weak in his hands, too frail to push away.

Asahi didn't do much, only going through the (h/c)'s belongings, digging through photo albums and taking some of his more personal article of clothings. Stupid pervert. He didn't even bother hiding it too. Daichi would force them to leave when it was almost midnight, him staying over and sleeping on a spare futon.

He was so attentive to the (h/c)'s needs, making sure he took his medicine and eating the required nutrition he needed. He kept his promise and (m/n) was able to recover in three days, returning to school after being deemed well enough by the captain.

Oddly enough, Sugawara and Asahi didn't pounce on him the second they met. Only ruffling his hair or hugging him and saying they were glad to see him well before leaving him alone. (m/n) thought that they finally got their senses knocked into them.

Until night arrived and (m/n)'s mother made a fatal decision to allow Daichi to check her son for another time.

"D-Daichi! I c-can't- urmff! Mmngghaa- ackk!" One of his legs were being held up as he laid on his side, his mouth full with fingers and his hole throbbing around the thick dick shoved inside him. The ravenette slowly rolled his hips, feeling (m/n) tighten around him as the manager shot cum from his penis onto the bedsheets.

He loved when the (h/c) would come on his cock, fluttering walls around his base was pleasure as he quickly thrusted into the overstimulated first year, (m/n) drooling and choking on Daichi's coarse fingers.

"Three days. You have three days to compensate." Rounds of sex to reimburse the captain. Not for the care he provided. It was just more of a reason for Daichi to fill his hole and he had warned the other two not to approach him, wanting to have his ass all to himself for the next few days.

(m/n) let the captain use his hole, his body to fulfill his lust. He wasn't sick any longer and Daichi had promised to take care of him. He could only hope the ravenette doesn't have any plans to stay around him for the long-term. Excluding the fact that they were neighbours.

[END SCENE]

I just love daichi so much rahhh. Going to see the movie next week. Remember this is the last one for karasuno so dont request for this team any longer lovies💋 If karasuno was intense just imagine the power play with shiratorizawa MUAHAHAHHAHA

[kooktrash]

seven days to love | jeon jungkook

summary: jeon jungkook is nothing but your obnoxious new coworker who can’t seem to get the hint that you’re not interested. he’s loud, clumsy, and a bit of a player who knows his way with girls. what started off as an immediate physical attraction toward you quickly changed to a full blown crush that jungkook just can’t seem to let go. for seven days the two of you must work together alone at the store and each day jungkook takes as a chance to get you to notice him.

➣ genre/au: coworker jungkook x reader [she/her, female anatomy], co workers au, smut. himbo jk

➣ 14.2k words

warnings: smut. jk is obsessed with reader in a cute way. based off seven music video but he’s as slutty as the lyrics. he’s a gym rat who likes to read comics and talk about y/n. workplace sëx. oral [both receiving]. unprotected bc they’re literally at a record store having sex on the cash counter at the end. slapping. choking. hair pulling. switch jk. reader is insecure in relationships. jk likes to be yelled at. reader hates him but he’s all heart eyes googoo gaga. oc is mean at times but they’re lowkey v similar except Jk Is v clumsy. oc has piercings and tattoo but in a girly pop way

song inspo: seven — jeon jungkook

There was something soothing about reorganizing vinyls to your liking. You like them in a specific order that not everyone can replicate and that’s why it’s your zone. You’re the one in charge of organizing them, not anyone else, so why does Jeon Jungkook keep fucking with them?

“Jungkook!”

He practically jumped over the cashier’s counter to run to you, bumping into a rack of CDs and making a couple fall. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes when he lifted his index finger asking you to wait just one second. Your arms were crossed over your chest impatiently and you watched him pick them up from

the floor and try to reorganize them, only for a couple more to fall.

“Jungkook,” you repeated and this time around he just let them go and went to you with a smile. “Yeah?”

“Did you touch my vinyls again?” You watched as he slowly blinked, eyes shifting to the side as if Taehyung — who was watching the interaction safely in the sound booth — would help him out. Taehyung just smiled and leaned further against the window to get a better look at what he can only presume is Jungkook’s third murder this week.

“Uh, no?” He wasn’t smiling or anything but you could clearly see the way his dimples teased their way out when he looked at what you wore today. His attention drifted away and it took everything in you not to snapp your fingers and make him look back up. Instead you just took a step toward the shelf and tried to continue.

“Really?” You asked as you pointed a finger to a section, “So why is Chemtrails Over the Country Club next to Ultraviolence Deluxe when their releases are seven years apart?”

“Um,” Jungkook scratched the back of his head, “Don’t you color code them?”

“No,” you released a small sigh as you grabbed the vinyl and put it in its rightful spot between Blue Banisters and Norman F****** Rockwell, “I do it by release date.”

“But wouldn’t it be more—“ Jungkook stopped his train of thought when he paid attention to the small twitch in your eye, “You know what, my bad Y/n, I just wanted to make it easier for you but I get it. I wouldn’t want you fucking up my comic book order.”

“Glad, we have a mutual understanding then,” You said with a tight smile, “Don’t touch my vinyls.”

“Got it,” Jungkook smiled, “Hey, so later Taehyung and I are gonna go get some drinks after work, would you like to y’know co—“

“No.”

“That’s cool! Yeah, uh, it was probably gonna be boring!” Jungkook yelled after you as you left him, “Not even worth your time, I get it! I mean, we can do something else if you’re intereste—“

“I’m not,” you said as you dragged a cart full of boxes toward the backroom, “Thanks for the offer though.”

Jungkook watched you leave him with a smile on his face that made him look like a complete idiot because it has become very clear to everyone else that you don’t like him.

“Wow, you’re so pathetic it’s actually funny,” Taehyung laughed as he came running down from the loft. Jungkook lifted his middle finger to him as he tucked his hair behind his ears.

“Am I ugly?” Jungkook asked.

“A little,” Jimin said with a shrug.

“Is that why Y/n doesn’t like me?” Jungkook asked, looking back at his friend.

“Y/n doesn’t like anyone, don't take it personal,” Taehyung said honestly, “But she especially doesn’t like you because you can’t take a hint.”

Jungkook released a dramatic gasp, “What do you mean?”

“Kook, you’ve been working here two weeks already and Y/n has not shown a single ounce of interest in you, give it up already,” Taehyung patted Jungkook on the shoulder reassuringly. Jungkook shook his hand off, “Maybe she’s not good at picking up hints.”

“Or maybe she just doesn’t like you,” Taehyung said, beginning to walk away back to the sound booth where music played from, “Y/n doesn’t like guys who seem like players.”

“But she doesn’t even know me,” Jungkook said, “I’m not a player…”

“Kook, you’ve had zero girlfriends in the past two years yet you always have some girl hanging off of you,” Taehyung told him, heading back upstairs, “Aren’t you messing around with someone right now?”

“Um,” Jungkook scratched the back of his head dumbly, “Yeah Yu—no, uh, Sua, I think, but it’s not really working out. She’s getting a little too clingy for my liking.”

“And now you’re trying to move onto Y/n?” Taehyung asked with a chuckle, swinging the sound booth door open and taking a seat. He flipped some notches on the sound board and a new song began to play, getting broadcasted on their small radio station.

“I mean she’s hot.”

“That’s it?” Taehyung asked with furrowed brows and said, “And that’s why it’ll never work out. You’re not her type.”

Jungkook stayed at the open door until Jimin shooed him away with a flick of his hand and he left.

It’s been about two weeks since he got this job with his close friend. Jungkook had been in search of a job for weeks when he went to Taehyung venting about it. His landlord had upped the price of rent for his one bedroom apartment and told him last minute so it was very unexpected. He already had another job working part time at a fitness center but it wasn’t paying enough so he switched it up. He would like to go back to fitness training but right now he needs to save up and get his shit settled before he makes any changes.

On his first day he only worked with Taehyung and his boss, Namjoon, he didn’t meet you till about two days later and he was immediately attracted to you. You weren’t the only one at work who caught his attention but you’re the main one. The others were cute but you’re the one that gets him a little excited to come to work.

It’s because you want nothing to do with him and he wants to know why. You don’t know him and sure, maybe you can tell that he might be a player but… he’s not a bad guy. You seemed to not like him at all from the get go and it’s not fair . The only people he sees you smiling at are Namjoon and Sungha.

What does he have to do to make you notice him? When he asked Taehyung earlier if he was ugly, it was just a bitter joke. He knows he’s not ugly. He knows that he can be charming and that he can get any girl he wants if he really wanted to, so why is it that the one he is focused on right now won’t even bat an eye in his direction unless it’s to tell him off?

He’ll admit, he does like the fact that you just won’t give him the time of day at all, it’s kinda hot. The way you roll your pretty eyes at him looking annoyed even if he can always find a hint of amusement in them. When you don’t pull your gaze away from his like most girls normally would, you’re not intimidated by him. He can say the most daring verse to you and you’ll just blankly stare at him and scoff. Don’t even get him started on how he feels when you stand there looking up at him because of your height difference and try to tell him off. He knows he’s supposed to feel scolded but he always gets a little giddy on the inside.

Since when was he ever into girls who were a little mean to him?

You never considered yourself a complicated person. If anything, you always felt like an open book, someone who people could easily read and learn about. You’ve only just recently begun to learn that that’s not the case at all, that in truth you are a very difficult person to read while also being predictable. It was all a jumbled mess and no matter how hard your friends tried explaining it to you right now you were a little too drunk to understand.

“I just can’t tell what you’re thinking half the time,” Jimin slurred on his words a bit as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, squeezing you into him. You scrunch your face in disgust trying to put some distance between you as he went on, “I mean… I’ve seen you turn down like three guys in the last hour. You mean to tell me not a single one of them interested you?”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you looked around the club curiously, “Did a single one of them look interesting?”

Jimin didn’t say anything, taken back by your straight response and by the time he had figured out what to say, Sungha was pummeling right through him, “Oh my god, you won’t believe who I just saw!”

“Who?” Jimin asked as the two of you immediately forgot about your previous conversation.

It was a Saturday night and you were out drinking with your friends but at one point it became a small intervention between you and Jimin where he would tell you what was wrong with you. To be clear, there’s nothing wrong with you.

You haven’t been in a relationship in a while but that doesn’t mean you’ve completely shut men off. There’s been a few exceptions but you’ve learned that you are a very picky person. It’s not your fault that you know what you like and what you don’t. Sure, sometimes it might be a bit much but that’s why you choose to stay single. No real man is ever going to fit your male fantasy so why bother even going out with one?

You enjoy coming out with your friends at the end of the week to forget all the stress from work and school but that didn’t mean you had to entertain whatever bozo came offering up some short pick up line or cheap drink. You’re still trying to get Jimin to understand that.

“Jungkook!” Sungha squealed drunkenly, “I only saw him in passing but he was with some people.”

“I thought it was someone important,” you sighed, rolling your eyes, you waved her off, “Whatever, I’m gonna get another drink. Are you guys fine here?”

“Go ahead,” Jimin said, “I don’t want to lose our table.”

You left your two friends behind as you headed toward the bar at once more to get something to drink. Part of you felt a little wary now that Sungha has very enthusiastically said how she ran into Jungkook. What if you ran into him too? That would be so awkward. You already had to see him at work every day and you’re just not interested in having to deal with him outside of work too.

It’s not that you hate him, he amuses you with his weird antics but it’s just too much. You can’t tell if he follows you all around all day because he’s into you or if that is just how he usually is. He seems to be a player so this could just be how he is and he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. You’re not sure why he seems to always be at your side even when you’re very clearly annoyed by him, but he just never backs down. It’s exhausting even if you do think he’s attractive and charming.

When you got to the bar, some guy helped you cut through the crowd of loitering people and you were able to put your drink order in, taking note of the circular bar at the center of the room. It went all the way around and as you trained your eyes along the circular bar, your gaze landed on someone directly across from you on the other side of all the drinks.

So, Jungkook really is here.

You meant to look away but you found yourself taking in the sight of everyone surrounding him. He was turned away from you so all you saw was his side profile but you knew it was him either way. He was busy talking with two girls who laughed at everything he said and you’re sure he’s probably flirting his way through to their numbers. There were some guys around him who you assume are his other friends but he was entertaining the girls without any worry for his friends.

Just as you were busy studying the pretty girls he was talking to, you looked back at him, his dark eyes meeting yours and you quickly looked away. He just caught you staring, shit.

You could leave and disappear through the crowd to ignore his watching eyes but the bartender was still trying to make your drink so there was nowhere else to go. From the corner of your eye, you could see him lean down and whisper something to all the girls before he was pointing at you and you curiously look back. Jungkook bit back a smile with his teeth sunken into his bottom lip as he began walking away from them and heading around the bar.

The bartender came back and you quickly took out your card to hurry up and pay and you tapped your foot anxiously like it would speed up the process. You wanted to leave before Jungkook got to you.

Maybe you were overthinking it or overly confident but in reality maybe Jungkook won’t even come to you with any of his usual shenanigans. You’re outside of work and he could be a completely different person. Maybe at work you’re the only one he can entertain himself with and—

“I was wondering if I was gonna get to see you too,” Jungkook’s voice boomed over the loud music and you jumped in surprise as the bartender gave you your card back and receipt. You looked back at him, “What?”

Jungkook smiled sweetly at you as you finally left the bar and he went with you, “I saw Sungha earlier so I was wondering if you would be around here too.”

“Were you? You seemed kinda preoccupied with something else,” you blurred out before you could stop yourself, releasing a sigh when you saw him following you.

Not different from work at all.

“Oh? So you were watching, for a second I thought I was getting ahead of myself, usually you don’t pay any attention to me,” Jungkook said teasingly and you found yourself rolling your eyes like you normally would.

“Poor you,” you said as you looked around for Jimin and Sungha but stopped. Did you really want to bring him to them? Sungha would understand, sure she thinks it’s cute that Jungkook seems to be into you but Jimin would read too into it. He’s always looking for some sort of gossip and you bringing around Jungkook would definitely raise questions after scolding you for not paying attention to any guys.

“Why’d we stop? You want to dance?” Jungkook asked, looking as everyone seemed to dance or grind on each other. You were practically on the dance floor and he was intrigued. His hand touched your lower back as if to guide you but you whipped around to face him, so close that his breath hitched, feeling like he was just caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing.

“Your friends are probably wondering where you went,” you said, trying to hint that he should probably go already but he just smiled down at you with his bunny teeth on display.

“I told them I was gonna be with my favorite person in the world,” Jungkook said and you rolled your eyes with a huff in annoyance.

“Don’t you get tired of always joking around?” You asked suddenly, making his brows furrowed in confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you always joke like that at work but you don’t have to act like this if we see each other in public. We’re not friends, I wouldn’t be mad if we didn’t acknowledge each other,” you gave him a shrug of his shoulders looking up at him.

He slowly blinked in thought, like he still didn’t understand what you meant and that made you smile. You brought a hand up to his shoulder, fixing his silver necklace as you said, “I’ll see you at work?”

“Huh?” Jungkook asked as he brought a hand up to touch yours but you moved it away. You waved, beginning to walk away, “Bye, Jungkook.”

“Bye?”

MONDAY

Taehyung stared at Jungkook unimpressed. He was finally at work again and he was filling in his dear friend on the events of the weekend. He’s just told Taehyung about how he saw you looking at him and he went to hang out with you only for you to just tell him bye. Once again, you didn’t even try.

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” Taehyung said as he reclined back on his spinning chair, “Y/n doesn’t like players.”

“But I wasn’t even doing any—“

“What were those girls trying to talk to you about?” Taehyung asked with a raised brow as Jungkook tried to think for a second.

Well, the girls came up to him just after he had gotten drinks for him, Jin and Yoongi and they just started randomly talking to him. They asked if he worked out a lot and it was definitely flirty but what did Jungkook do back? Okay.. he did flirt back but not because he was feeling one of the girls. That’s just how he is, he was just flirting to flirt and nothing more. How was he supposed to know you were watching?

Is this why you thought he was a player?

Oh my god, did you think he was a slut?

“Alright, so what should I do for Y/n to take me seriously?” Jungkook watched Taehyung stand up as he began to turn off his sound system and clean up his work area. Taehyung sighed in thought as he grabbed his backpack out of the closet and packed up his belongings, “Do you actually like Y/n? Because if you’re doing this because you’re bored it’s just going to ruin it for everyone at work.”

Jungkook looked taken back by the question and he had to think about this for a second. What exactly did Taehyung mean?

Yeah, he likes you. Well at first he just thought you were really hot and he still does but that’s not it. He likes that he can’t read you. At first he thought you were this cute chick he was going to work with who seemed to dress brightly sometimes and smiled sweetly when you wanted to. He thought you would have a cute personality.

Then he saw that tattoo tucked behind your ear. It was a straight line of hearts in red ink and it was cute but he did see you a bit differently after that. Especially when you came in wearing a dress one day and he found another tattoo on your back between your shoulder blades that he’s sure went all the way down your spine. He couldn’t tell what that one was but that made him more curious about you. The night of the party he found a new one. Tucked underneath the small strap of your top was a tattoo on your collarbone. It seems like maybe a quote or song lyric but it looked so good on you and he just got more and more curious.

Do you have more tattoos? What about more piercings? Your ears seem to have a good handful of piercing too and your nose is pierced too but was that all? Maybe he couldn’t see where else you might have a piercing and jeez that just drives him absolutely insane.

Your music taste makes him curious too. He realized you’re very territorial over your Lana Del Rey vinyls and some other artists too but he wants to know your favorite songs and how many concerts you’ve gone to. He wants to know if you like any of the same artists and if so should he make you a mixtape of all his favorite songs?

“I like Y/n,” Jungkook finally admitted and this time around he looked serious about it. Even Taehyung seemed to pause and stare at his friend waiting for him to crack a smile but he didn't and with a deep breath he decided to offer up an idea.

“Maybe you can show Y/n you’re serious, only be about her,” Taehyung said swinging his bag on and heading toward the door, “That means stop flirting with other girls, You probably proved to Y/n that you’re a flirt the other night so you’ll need to stop that if you want her to take you seriously. I’m not saying it’ll help but it might.”

Jungkook nodded his head in acknowledgment and Taehyung had absolutely no doubt in his mind that his friend was taking mental notes. He left his lofted sound booth and Jungkook followed him down the staircase to the main floor. The way the store was set up, it looked like a modernized warehouse.

Up on the loft was where Namjoon’s office was and where Taehyung broadcasted music in store and on the local radio. The loft overlooked the main floor where you and the others usually worked.

Jungkook was in charge of comics and manga, you were in charge of vinyls, Sungha was in charge of movies, Hoseok’s area was CDs and cassettes. You all had a specific station that made the store run smoothly and switch on and off of who did register, tonight it was your turn and you had to close with Jungkook all by yourself.

“Alright, I’m off,” Taehyung said as he got behind the counter and clocked out, “I’ll be back Sunday and Namjoon is back on Monday, Sungha and Hobi will do morning shifts but you two have to close so please, and I’m literally begging, Y/n don’t kill Jungkook. At least not till we’re back, I don’t think I can train another person after Jungkook.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes though he blushed at the reminder of when his friend trained him. He accidentally logged a bunch of things wrong during their weekly inventory and it took days to fix. You actually smiled, also remembering it, it annoyed the hell out of you back then but you realized it wasn’t entirely his fault that he didn’t know how to do it. It was just funny for Taehyung to bring it up again. Jungkook watched you smile and it made him smile too as he leaned against the counter just the way you did.

“Bye guys,” Taehyung waved goodbye as he prepared himself for a week-long trip in Daegu visiting his family and friends back home. Namjoon went on some business owner retreat where they attended boring seminars and connected with other businesses to trade and learn how to better their business not just for themselves but for the neighborhood.

“Bye,” Jungkook waved cheerily as he moved to the side to let you check some customers out.

Around this time of night there weren’t that many people coming in but there were a few. The store was open early in the morning and closed late at night every day. Namjoon’s reasoning for this? There’s a couple coffee shops around here and usually people like to come in and browse their music to pass time, you’ll especially see couples and teens in here. At night there’s bars and restaurants a few streets down and usually people come in looking to rent movies so they’re open till 11:00pm every night. Jungkook had about three more hours with you.

“So, how’d you wake up yesterday? Were you hungover at all?” Jungkook asked as the customers left and there was a small gap in time where you were the only two people in the store. You had already walked away from the counter, most likely to recover the floor such as fix displays or put things back where they go instead of just shoved wherever a customer decided to leave it. Jungkook began to copy you.

“No,” you said, turning your back to him as you moved a few CDs back where Hoseok usually has them and ignoring how Jungkook was trailing a few feet behind you acting like he was doing the same.

Jungkook nodded, not giving up even if it was clear you didn’t want to talk to him. You were already leaving the CDs to go check on your vinyls and he was going down the next aisle to act like he wasn’t just following you, “Same, I never really get hungover. I can actually hold my liquor pretty well.”

You raised your brows acting interested and just as you were about to round the corner you came face to face a black vinyl with a white sound wave on it. Arctic Monkeys’ AM album. Jungkook was hiding behind it and he peaked around the large square and smiled cheekily, “Can we listen to this?”

You wanted to say no but you didn’t really have a reason to. You just nodded your head and left to Taehyung’s sound booth again with Jungkook hot on your trail. You pointed a finger down, “Stay here in case customers come.”

“Bu—“ his words caught in his throat when you glared at him and he just nodded looking defeated as he watched you head upstairs without him acting like a clingy puppy who can’t leave you alone.

You got on the monitor and tried to search for the album so that you wouldn’t damage any of the actual vinyls. You scrolled through the songs and hit shuffle, queuing up a song that didn’t explain what you wanted to tell Jungkook but it’ll at least ring a bell in his noggin.

Jungkook smiled as you finally came back down to him and he paid close attention, unintentionally singing the exact line you wanted him to hear.

“I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake, baby, snap out of it,” Jungkook sang happily and you smiled in clear amusement as he sang to his heart’s content, completely missing the fact that you’re telling him to snap out of this little crush he seems to have on you.

He’s not your type and you’re sure you’re not his. He’s just bored.

Your smile seemed to drop just as his began to widen as the next song shuffled in began to play. The lyrics were sort of ridiculous but at the same time stupidly romantic and Jungkook immediately went into a dramatically serious mode as he sang.

“Secrets I have held in my heart,” he sang softly and you were surprised to hear what a pretty voice he had as you went back to sit behind the counter just watching him sing, “Are harder to hide than I thought.”

Jungkook wasn’t even paying that much attention as he subconsciously followed you, standing in front of the counter and playing with some of the small knick knacks for sale like miniature record player figurines and cardboard cassette models, “Maybe I just wanna be yours, I wanna be yours, I wanna be…”

His words cut off when he found you looking at him and suddenly he couldn’t breathe. His face flushed red in embarrassment when he realized you were still looking at him and like usual, you didn’t shy away by pulling your gaze from his. The night of the club was the first time you ever looked away first and he didn’t like that, he’s more used to staring into your eyes.

“I didn’t know you could sing,” you said casually like it was no big deal and at the sound of the first compliment you’ve ever given him, he accidentally knocked down the pyramid of cassette models making you both scramble to catch them all but they fell anyway. You released a deep breath with a roll of your eyes at the mess he made and Jungkook managed to hit his head on the counter when he tried picking it up, debating if he should just flatten himself against the floor and wait for it to just sink him in until he was nothing but hardwood panels—maybe then he’ll quick being a mess.

“Just a little, I just…” Jungkook shrugged, unsure of how to finish what he was saying, still embarrassed, especially when he looked up and found you smiling a little wider.

Even in his clearly hot mess of a state, he smiles too knowing that he’s made you smile an actual smile.

As if realizing you were being soft on Jungkook, you immediately straightened out your expression out of fear that he would think he’s growing on you.

He is growing on you but that’s not the point.

You don’t want to give him a sliver of hope that something will spark between you two. He’s not your type and you’re not interested in entertaining any guy at the moment. Especially not one like Jungkook who grabs everyone’s attention and can have whoever he wants.

You saw it the other night. Girls throw themselves at him so he’ll surely grow bored of pursuing someone who wants nothing to do with him.

It’s only natural.

TUESDAY

Considering the store opened 10am and closed at 11pm, it meant that there were a lot of work hours during the week to get through. Sungha and Hobi usually clocked in around 9am to get the store ready for open and by about 4pm their shift was up and you and Jungkook would clock in. Usually your schedules were a little more unorganized but since both Namjoon and Taehyung would be gone it meant that the four of you had to cover the rest and since you had morning summer classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, you had to work night time. Jungkook said he would cover the evening shift too just to be with you.

During the day he’ll just lounge around waiting to come to work and go to the gym and do some workouts or boxing. By the time he came into work he was clean and dressed to impress you but today he didn’t seem to have much luck for it.

He was running late and didn’t have time for a proper shower at home and ended up having to wash up at the gym. He got stuck wearing a black compression shirt that he had extra in his bag and a pair of gray sweats.

“Why do you kinda look like Toji from Jujutsu Kaisen?” Sungha asked as he walked in ready to clock in. He looked down at himself and how ridiculously he looked, “I was running late.”

“Yeah well you look like a slut,” Hoseok joked walking up to him and suddenly smacked Jungkook’s chest, hitting his pecs which were clearly visible through the compression shirt along with his abs. Jungkook immediately brought a hand up to his chest with a groan as the rest of you laughed, “Put your man boobs away.”

“Fuck off, I didn’t have time to run home for clothes, all of you can scatter,” Jungkook said rolling his eyes before looking at you, “Except you, Y/n.”

You scoffed with a smile, “Thanks, now stop harassing Jungkook, his body, his choice and if he wants to look like a slutty gym rat he can!”

Jungkook smiled giddily now, “Yeah! What Y/n said, if I wanna look like a slutty gym rat then I can. Hobi you’re mad I have more muscles than you and Sungha you’re mad I have bigger boobs than you.”

Sungha came tunneling toward Jungkook, “Say that again, brat! I’m your noona, show me some respect.”

“Only person I respect is Y/n,” Jungkook said as she clenched his shirt in her fists, “So stop groping me. Aren’t you two off already?”

“Let’s go Sungha,” Hoseok said with a shake of his head. You waved them goodbye and Jungkook finally got behind you to clock in. You moved to the side to give him space but he only moved closer with a childish smile, “Hi, Y/n.”

“Hello Jungkook,” you said as you left the counter. It was Jungkook’s turn on the register and you were very thankful for that. It was shipment day which meant you had to check in all the boxes delivered first then check in every item in the boxes and get them put away. Considering Jungkook messed it up last time you wanted to do it.

You left to the backroom to begin to bring boxes out and Jungkook followed you, carrying more than one to the counter. Hoseok and Sungha managed to get some done but didn’t get to finish so it was your turn.

You checked in a box of comics and began taking everything out with Jungkook’s help. A small laugh left your lips, “Look, new manga and one is Jujutsu Kaisen. Let’s see if you really do look like Toji.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes but couldn’t find it in himself to be bothered by you keeping on the running joke, his hand went to his chest still sensitive from Hobi’s slap. He’ll have to get back at him soon.

A group of customers came swarming in and the two of you had to focus on work.

By the time night rolled around and the store was ready to close, you were on your phone a lot. Jungkook tried talking to you but you would barely bat an eye in his direction and it made him a bit sad. A bunch of girls would come in giggling trying to compliment them and for the first time ever, Jungkook didn’t entertain it. He simply helped them with whatever they needed and went back to the register.

At closing time you closed up the register while he recovered the floor and the two of you were able to leave at a timely manner. Jungkook twisted his key around in his hand as he watched you lock the front door, “Where are you headed? I’ll give you a lift.”

“I’ll get the bus,” you said, standing straight and staring down the street. You were always hot and cold with him. One second you would be smiling and joking and the next you would barely acknowledge that he was even there. Yesterday you talked to him but today you didn’t pay any attention to him aside from when the other two were here. Jungkook practically ran after you, “Then I’ll walk with you, it’s late anyway.”

“It’s fine, I always leave by myself,” you said with a roll of your eyes. Here he is not leaving you alone again. Jungkook shook his head no, defying, “I want to walk with you though.”

“I don’t need you to though.”

“But,” Jungkook huffed, “But you barely paid any attention to me an—“

“Are you always this clingy?” You whipped around to ask, once again so close that Jungkook had to take a step back to keep from bumping into you.

“Yes,” Jungkook said casually, “Well no but I want to make sure you get back safely. Plus it looks like it might rain an—“

“Fine! Hurry up and take me home then,” you sighed, giving up. You forgot that the forecast said 80% chance of rain and knowing your luck you’ll be stuck in it before the bus even gets here.

Jungkook nodded enthusiastically, “Alright, come on. I’ll even give you aux.”

He drove a shiny black Mercedes and he was strangely kind enough to open your door for you, making you sigh as you got in his car. You keep telling yourself he’s just being nice or that he’s just trying to get some but every day he shows you a different side of him that you’re not used to.

Yesterday it was that he can sing.

And today it was his music taste, he was surprisingly a pop music guy who liked Charlie Puth.

“I just didn’t expect you to like that kind of music. I expected you to be more into hard rock or something,” You told him. You were already close to your apartment and you acted like you didn’t notice the way he slowed his driving down to stall your departure.

“For the gym, I do, usually Deftones, maybe a little bit of Pierce the Veil but usually I like more upbeat sounds,” Jungkook told you. He was surprisingly a lot calmer when it was just you two and he wasn’t chasing you around the store. His voice was more relaxed and he didn’t seem to be in a rush to get close to you.

You looked ahead as he slowed down a little more, “Right here is fine.”

“Okay,” Jungkook said softly, looking down at his lap in thought. How could he get you to stay a little longer?

“I’ve been meaning to ask,” Jungkook cleared his throat and for a second you debated listening or not. What if he said something ridiculous like he tends to? It would ruin a good night.

“Yeah?”

“How many tattoos do you have? I’ve seen three but something tells me that’s not it,” Jungkook said curiously, “And can I see them?”

“Not all of them,” you told him, “But I have six, just small ones here and there. Not as many as you though.”

He smiled, “Yeah, I still want more.”

“Which ones are your favorite?” You found yourself asking, not leaving yet. Jungkook him in thought as he looked over the ones you could see.

“Not sure, I love them all,” he said before looking back at you, “Which one of mine do you like the most?”

Your brows furrowed in concentration but it was so dark you could barely see. Jungkook pushed on the overhead light and for some reason it made the small confines of his car feel more intimate than when they were off.

“This one,” you pressed your index finger to the flower on his arm, “What is it?”

“My birth flower, I just got it colored,” Jungkook said proudly, “And I drew it myself so I feel really special to know it’s your favorite.”

He looked over at you with a smile and sparkly eyes that had you realizing just how close the two of you had gotten. You were both leaning into each other to look at his tattoos and suddenly this didn’t feel so casual.

You cleared your throat awkwardly, moving back to u buckle your seatbelt, “Alright well I guess it’s time I get out. See you tomorrow.”

“I can pick you up!” Jungkook said as you opened the door, “Before work I mean, we go in at the same time anyway and—“

“I’m good, but thanks for the offer,” you said getting out and just before you closed the door, you bid him Goodnight.

He sat in his car waiting for you to make it into your building softly and when you got to the door you turned and waved back at him one more time. He couldn’t help but immediately get on his phone.

jungkook: my fav tattoo of urs is the one on ur back

WEDNESDAY

You must be out of your mind for being here right now. After begging you all day to come out for just one drink, you got tired of telling him no and found yourself sitting at a bar with Jungkook to your left.

“So you’re taking summer classes so you can graduate a little earlier?” Jungkook asked, playing with the wrapper of his straw. You really don’t know how you got here but now you’re being interrogated by Jungkook with 21 questions as he tried to get to know you better.

“That’s the plan but I think I’m still a little behind, what about you? Did you go to school?” You asked him casually.

Jungkook was a few years older than you. He was 25 and you were still 21 so if he went to school he was probably done by now if he got a bachelor’s or even an associate’s degree. Jungkook was quiet for a moment before he said, “I did but I dropped out. I didn’t know what I wanted to do and I didn’t have money to keep going even with financial help.”

You nodded understandingly. The only reason why you were still in school was because you got a little bit of help but you would still be going in debt because of it. You didn’t know what to do either so you chose to major in business because it was a broad enough course of study that you still had a few options. He looked over at you almost embarrassed but you just gave him a reassuring smile, “School’s not for everyone.”

“I wish a lot more people understood that,” Jungkook said, “It still stresses me out knowing majority of my friends graduated. I know Jimin and Hobi still work here and they’re older but at the same time they’re pursuing their interests differently. Hoseok teaches dance classes on the side and Jimin does vocal coaching but I’m just… y’know I’m still trying to figure things out. In the future I would like to own my own fitness center but I’ll probably have to go back to school for that or at least find other ways to be certified.”

“I’m sure Joon would help you figure out how to run a business,” you offered and it did reassure him that you seemed to understand him better. Jungkook has never really talked about this sort of stuff with a girl. Usually it’s all superficial and he’s not sure how this conversation came about but he’s surprisingly really thankful for it. You’re younger than him by four years but you just seem so much more with the way you think.

You don’t have your life figured out either but you seem to have an understanding that not everyone works the same and you don’t make him feel smaller for not having a college degree.

He really is more into you than he first thought. He’ll never deny the fact that the main reason he was after you was because he found you attractive but now that’s it’s just you two this week you’ve had no choice but to talk to him and he’s been really able to get to know you better.

“Y/n, I was thinking—“

“Jungkook?”

His body froze as his words caught and he debated for a second not turning around. The lounge bar was small and quiet so he wanted to come here to talk to you better, he didn’t expect to run into anyone he knew. Especially not Sua who stood behind him with a tight smile and raised brows. He looked to you but you looked to her and he had to turn to see her, “Sua.”

“Nice to see you out and about,” Sua said but he could hear the strain in her voice, “After two weeks of not talking I thought maybe something happened but you seem to be doing just fine.”

You looked away, figuring this has nothing to do with you and instead went on your phone as you listened in on how Jungkook would get himself out of this situation.

Just when he started growing on you, you’re reminded that he’s just a man and he’s still a player, probably trying to get in your pants before he moves on to the next. Why has he been trying so hard for three weeks if he was still going to have girls on the side? You don’t think this is a former girlfriend but she’s definitely someone he used to mess around with. He doesn’t seem like the relationship type anyway.

“Uh, yeah,” Jungkook said looking back to you but you weren’t paying attention anymore. This was awkward enough for him but if you started ignoring him again, he doesn’t think he’ll be able to handle it.

Sua has never been more than a fling. They didn’t go on dates or call each other 24/7, they only ever talked when they were looking to get drunk and possibly hook up. Even then it’s been about two weeks since he’s spoken or texted a single word to her so for her to just pop out of nowhere and remind him that he’s… well, a player [?] while you’re sitting next to him and he’s trying to get you to like him, it just doesn’t sit well with him.

Sua looked to you expectantly like you would introduce yourself to her but you’ve got no intention to do that. You don’t know her and you don’t owe her anything. She’s a complete stranger and she’s Jungkook’s problem not yours. You just looked back at her while she waited for you to crack but you weren’t at all intimidated and when she realized that she just rolled her eyes.

“Alright, well call me when you’ve had your fun,” Sua said, stomping away before Jungkook could say another word.

It went quiet between you two and the once light atmosphere became thick and heavy. He looked down, mentally cursing at himself for not being up front right now. He should’ve just told Sua it was done but he thought it was obvious when he stopped responding to her hundred texts. Also, he wasn’t sure how you would feel about him suddenly doing that.

With a deep breath he looked up at you apologetically, “I’m sorry, Y/n, I didn’t kn—“

“It’s late,” you said, checking the time. Half past 1:00am and you were ready to end it, “Let’s call it a night. I can get an Uber so you don’t have to waste your time driving me home.”

“No, Y/n, I want to take you home,” Jungkook said when in reality he wanted to stay and talk more. He might be a bit slow sometimes but right now he knows that whatever opening you were beginning to make for him immediately shut when Sua came.

In the end you let him drive you home since it was so late but you didn’t talk to him much. He tried making small conversation but you were back to barely acknowledging him and it was really getting to him. Is he back to square one?

“Y/n,” Jungkook’s voice was deeper than usual and lacked any of that weightless aura around it. Usually he was joking or energetic but right now not so much. He was in front of your building again and was watching you begin to unbuckle your seatbelt sadly, “What should I do?”

Your eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as you say in his car, “What do you mean?”

“What should I do to get you to notice me?”

You didn’t say anything for a moment, the two of you just staring at each other. What did he mean?

Jungkook leaned back against his seat as he waited for you to say something but you just stayed quiet. His eyes went from yours down to your nose ring, then your parted lips. It’s getting harder and harder for him not to look at them, they just looked so inviting even if you didn’t. He just wanted to kiss you so bad, maybe it’ll tell him if this is worth it all.

He’s always been the one to go based on physical touch. When he usually kisses someone, he’s not looking for that electric current to run through his veins but he’s looking for something that might make him want to do it again. Right now, any time he even thought about you it was unlike anything he’s felt in a long time. What if when you two kissed, he really does feel the butterflies in his stomach?

He’s not sure when this seemed to happen but he found himself just a few inches away from you. You looked down at his lips too and he wondered if you were also itching for a kiss. Deciding he wanted to test it out, he leaned the rest of the way and just before your lips touched…

“Doesn’t seem like you need me to notice you,” you said before your lips could touch and he didn’t realize his eyes had fallen shut until you said, “You have a lot of people who already do and I don’t like the idea of fighting for someone’s.”

“Y/n, that’s not what I mean—“

You slammed his car door shut and left like the two of you didn’t almost kiss.

THURSDAY

“You’re so mean.”

Your jaw dropped as you stared at the two in front of you, “How?”

“Well, it sounds like this guy has really been trying and you make him think he has a chance only to shut him down each time,” Jimin said, spinning in his desk chair as the three of you talked in his bedroom.

“That’s not true,” you argued back as you laid in his bed ranting about the past week with Jungkook.

You have to admit, he confuses you.

He’s just so… persistent but at the same time you can’t find it in yourself to consider him genuine. One second you think he is and the next you’re reminded that he’s very well sought after. That girl from last night was proof of it and if they talked just two weeks ago and Jungkook just stopped talking to her… then what happened?

He started working with you all three weeks ago and since the beginning he’s been on your ass, following you around like a puppy and annoying the shit out of you. Sure, she said it had been two weeks since he last spoke to her but that didn’t mean it was because of you. For all you knew, he had other girls satiating his needs and he just wasted his time on you at work.

You were filling in your closest friends on the past week but Jimin never seems to understand where you’re coming from. You’ve known him the longest and he knows all of your past dating experience better than anyone. You used to be the type to fall in love easily only to get your heart broken each time. After a while it got exhausting and you just stopped trying, now you’re closed off and you know it’s a problem but you can’t help it. What if you fall for another loser who just wants to play with your heart and then break it when they get bored?

You sighed, “Sungha, is that true?”

She sunk further into the beanbag she was occupying, like she wanted to hide from the question but when Jimin looked at her too, she spoke, “I mean… Jungkook really does seem like he’s trying. We all know he’s hot and has probably gotten around but he really is putting in the effort. Now I can’t say this is how he is when he’s interested in someone because I don’t know but… he seems to really mean it. Even before this week, he’s always been following you around and if he didn’t see you he would only ever stick to himself in the comics. When you’re there he’s smiling more, I don’t know. I don’t know how genuine he is but don’t act like you can’t see his effort, Y/n, it’s not fair to him.”

You scoffed as you pressed a pillow into your face, “It’s only been a week—“

“And he’s already shown more effort to get to know you in four days than any guy has in the entire relationship,” Jimin said coldly, “Doesn’t that mean anything to you? I don’t even know this guy aside from what you and Sungha have told me and even I could see that. When we went out drinking last week, I saw you two. He was right there beside you and you just shooed him away.”

“We work together, it’s awkward if I give in,” you said and even you knew it sounded like an excuse.

You were being honest though. What if you did let something happen between you? What if you opened up to him and he took you home one night, you hook up, and the next time at work he just ignores you?

“Stop making excuses and just try it,” Sungha said, “Either that or just stop making him think he has a chance by being hot one second and then cold the other.”

Jungkook sat across from his friends at a small rounded table for a late lunch. He hasn’t talked much today which was already strange considering usually he talks their ear off like it’s nobody’s business. Yoongi and Jin shared a concerned look but Jungkook didn’t even notice. He was too busy playing with his food and that was another concern of theirs.

“Everything alright? You haven’t even touched your food, that’s not normal,” Jin said, reaching out a reassuring hand to Jungkook who just rolled his eyes.

“I don’t know,” he said honestly, “I know things can’t just change in a week, it’s not enough time, but I’m running out of ideas. I’m trying and trying and every time I think Y/n will open up to me, something happens to change that. I don’t think I’ll ever get her to give me a chance.”

“But things are changing, Kook,” Yoongi said, “You said it yourself, Y/n let you take her home and you’ve been talking a lot more during work.”

“That’s because nobody else is around, not because she wants to, she’s just stuck with me for seven hours every day,” Jungkook said as he pushed his plate aside to rest his head on the table feeling absolutely defeated. Neither Yoongi nor Jin have ever met you but the amount of times Jungkook had ranted about you these past couple weeks really felt like they knew you.

You weren’t the quiet type but you weren’t the loud type either. You were somewhere in the middle and depending on the person or occasion, you’ll only show one side of yourself to them.

You like music a lot and though Jungkook’s section is comics and manga, you seem to have a small interest in those too. He always sees you browsing the books and the other day he found you reading a vintage Ironman comic.

You like to joke around a lot even if you don’t do it with Jungkook.

You seem to walk a fine line between organized and messy. Your vinyls are always clean but according to you, you always lag when it comes to cleaning your apartment.

You’re in school for business but you’re not sure what exactly you want to do with that.

You don’t care that he never finished school and you seemed to reassure him over it.

The point is, Jungkook talks about you all the time and every single time they think more and more of how similar you two are. He says you dress cute sometimes but you’ll act so cold. Other times you’ll dress in more dark colors but be the most bubbliest person that day. Just like Jungkook.

“Don’t give up, Koo,” Jin said finally, “You just need to show her that you’re serious. You need to tell Sua you’re done, don’t just ghost her and expect her to get the hint. Y/n probably still thinks you’re messing around with others. It hasn’t even been a full week yet so at least stick it out until Sunday. If by Sunday she still isn’t giving you a chance then maybe you should think about backing down.”

That night he tried to continue and be as bubbly with you as usual even if you barely gave him a response. He didn’t want to seem affected by the way that last night went when you completely blew off his kiss. It was his fault for the bad timing anyway and when he got home from work he called Sua.

He told her that he’s done and that he’s sorry for not saying it sooner but he really wants to pursue a real relationship with you. It upset her because he never wanted the same with her and it made him feel bad but he wasn’t going to back down from his word. He wanted you, nobody else, and he let every girl in his DMs and messages who he hasn’t answered in days know that too.

And by the time you closed, he slid a CD into your bag with some of his favorite songs hoping you’ll understand him better.

FRIDAY

You haven’t given in to him yet but that wasn’t the point anymore. The point for Jungkook was to show you how serious he was about you, so after work when he dropped you off in the cold rain in front of your house, he waited for you to head in like usual.

Usually, he drove home after making sure you got in safely but tonight he couldn’t seem to do that. He sat in his car trying to look at your door through the pouring rain and he just wanted to see you again. He just had seven hours with you but the store was so busy that he didn’t even have time to talk to you. You locked yourself up in Taehyung’s broadcasting room and only came out when the store was too packed for Jungkook to manage on his own.

He debated texting you and asking you to come down and see if you can talk but the debate didn’t last long before he was throwing the idea out of the window. Before he knew it he was turning his car off and running in the rain to your door, searching your last name on the list of tenants and buzzing the number to find you. It was for number seven and he was beginning to think that had a meaning.

Seven days of just you and him at work.

Seven hours working together.

And now your buzzer was number seven too.

It was becoming his favorite number.

“Hello?”

“Y/n, it’s me Jungkook,” he checked the time on his phone, heart skipping a beat, 11:57pm, “I know it’s late and you’ll probably say no but can we talk?”

You were genuinely taken back to know he was down there. He could’ve called you on his phone from his car but instead he was using the buzzer to ring your apartment door, to talk to you. You can even hear the rain in the background and you were saying, “Um okay, I’ll let you in, I’m on the third floor, number 77.”

Seven seven.

The second the door made a clicking sound as it unlocked he was swinging it up and running inside. Just as he reached the staircase, he slipped on the bottom steps, tightly holding the railing as he looked at the track of water he left. Once he caught his balance he was running up the stairs again, only slipping a couple more times before he got to your door.

“Jesus Christ, you’re soaked,” you said once you opened the door and let him in. You looked at him from head to toe, “Wait right here, I’ll get you a towel, take your shoes off.”

Jungkook nodded but he couldn’t help but fidget excitedly as he looked around. Your apartment was an extension of you through and through.

Vinyls in the corner by a record player and books.

Plants by the window, some dying and some thriving.

It was organized minus a few things that seemed out of place and it all just looked so homey.

When you came back he was too focused on the pictures hanging on the wall to notice you until you thrusted a pile of clothes in his waiting arms. You pointed down the hall, “Bathroom to your left, here’s some dry clothes, when you’re done bring your wet clothes out and I’ll toss them into the dryer.”

Jungkook nodded his head and followed orders. Your bathroom smelled like lavender and he eyed all your perfumes trying to pinpoint which scent you used the most. You always smelled so good and he can see why. He quickly got changed into an oversized t-shirt with Lana Del Rey’s face on it and a pair of sweats. The shirt seemed to be yours but he’s not sure about the pants. It didn’t matter to him, they smelled like you and like a creep he was taking in a whiff of your laundry detergent immediately remembering the scent. There was always a faint smell of it on you and it was refreshing and warm.

“Are you smelling my shirt?” You asked standing outside the bathroom. He got caught.

“Uh, yeah?” Jungkook scratched the back of his head, wet curls dropping water onto the shoulders of his shirt, “Sorry, that’s weird.”

You just rolled your eyes and asked him to follow you to where the washer and dryer were hidden behind a closet door. He set his clothes in the dryer and you started it up before walking to the kitchen.

“What were you thinking? You know it’s typhoon season and if you wanted to talk so bad why didn’t you just call in your car, or better yet talk at work?” You asked, pouring hot water into a mug and grabbing a tea bag, “Sugar?”

Even as you scolded him, you worried and he felt his cheeks heat up. You sighed, “What did you need to talk about that you felt the need to stand out in the cold rain and wait for me to answer? What if I was showering or already in bed?”

“I guess I would’ve waited,” Jungkook mumbled a thanks when you handed him the cup of tea and he took a seat on your couch. You just sighed and sat next to him, “What did you want to talk about?”

He refused to look at you and when you asked again, he answered, “Nothing in particular, I just wanted to talk.”

You looked away, “We talked at work.”

“Not enough!” Jungkook finally said looking back at you with doe eyes, “We were so busy and you didn’t really talk to me so I just… I don’t know.”

“Jungkook, it’s late,” you said calmly, “What did you really want to talk about?”

“Why is it so hard for you to believe I just genuinely want to talk to you? It doesn’t have to be about anything specific, I just wanted to see you. I know it’s late and not even I know why I got out and called for you but I couldn’t stop myself,” Jungkook said honestly, “You probably think I can’t get the hint and you’re right.”

You actually laughed at the last part he said and he went on, “I know you’re not into me but I can’t stop myself from wanting to see you and talk to you every chance I have.”

You slumped back on the couch as Jungkook hissed at the way the tea burned his tongue and you immediately jumped up, “It’s hot, you himbo.”

The name just slipped out and you went to apologize but Jungkook just looked at you with starry eyes, “You’ve never called me by a nickname other than the other day when you called me a slutty gym rat. Please keep them coming.”

You looked at him in disbelief as he looked the complete opposite of offended that it made you laugh and with a defeated sigh you asked, “What do you want to talk about?”

“Did you listen to the mixtape yet?” Jungkook asked, “Did you even see it?”

You thought about it for a moment and went to look for your bag. You pulled out the CD with the words, ‘THESE REMINDED ME OF YOU’ scribbled in red sharpie on the front. You’ve never been given a mixtape witn songs dedicated to you and when you first saw it you didn’t know what to make of it so you ended up just shoving it back in your back.

“I haven’t had a chance to listen.”

SATURDAY

Like yesterday, Saturday was just as busy. You barely got to talk but that didn’t mean you wouldn’t steal glances at each other and every time he caught you already looking at him, he would smile and wave even if you were on the loft and he was on the floor.

You still haven’t hinted at possibly wanting to go out with him but he also hasn’t asked. He’s waiting till at least Monday to do so. He’s giving it the week before he pushes for it again. He thinks it’s starting to work, you’re beginning to open up to him. Last night you showed him your collarbone more clearly and you asked him more about his tattoos too. You talked about music and movies and by the time you ran out of things to talk about it was past 3:00am and he left.

Even if he couldn’t stand around and talk to you, he would still try to make you laugh. When you would be fixing CDs, he would be in the next aisle hiding behind them until you pulled them out and found him there.

If you were at the register he was right there next to you bumping his shoulder against yours.

At close he texted you right after dropping you off home. It was the most dumbest things too but he was just giddy talking to you.

jungkook: would u rather be rich and depressed or poor and happy

you: rich and depressed obviously

jungkook: same. would u rather get eaten by a shark or by a cheetah

you: don’t want to get eaten by either :/

you: by a shark. I would probs drown before I’m fully eaten

you: also less chance of survival against a shark in water

jungkook: so u could outrun a cheetah?

you: no, I’ve got lung problems. I’m not surging in other way

jungkook: I could probably outrun a cheetah

you: alright, pack it up turbo. no u can’t.

jungkook: yeah… i cant…

you: It’s late ykno

jungkook: yeahhhhh but one more question

you: what

jungkook: have u changed ur mind about me yet?

He immediately regretted asking and not even a minute later he texted back.

jungkook: u dont have to answer that

SUNDAY

You were beginning to think you were as bad as Jungkook. Not meaning Jungkook was a bad person but because you were realizing that you might be leading him on the way he leads other girls on. This past week you’ve really gotten a chance to see how sweet he is and you did like it.

You liked that though he looked big and scary he was actually genuine and kind. He had a good personality and he never seemed to poke fun at anyone. He was clumsy and a bit slow at times but it was cute. He still annoyed you on occasion but it wasn’t as insufferable as before. It was endearing and last night when he asked if you changed your mind about him yet, you were so close to saying yes. You had changed your mind about him but you were still scared to admit that.

What if Jungkook was one of those people who preferred the chase over the conquest? What if once he realized you kind of liked him too… he would lose all interest. People are like that, you used to be like that and look where that got you.

You lost any motivation to get to know someone after all your failed relationships and in the end you only went after guys who didn’t want you because you knew they wouldn’t ask for anything serious. By the time you found out that they liked you, you would cringe and stop talking to them.

What if Jungkook is like that too?

You finally listened to his mixtape and it was very clear he thought long and hard about which songs he would burn onto the CD and that’s what had you antsy. Was he really serious?

You didn’t mean to avoid him today but it just happened and Jungkook noticed it the second he clocked in and you refused to look at him. Throughout the shift he would try and talk to you and something would suddenly come up or you would be in the back room pretending to be busy all so he wouldn’t talk to you. You confused the yell out of him and after three weeks of it and one week of getting to know you, he was fine.

He was done with your avoidance and by closing time he made it very known.

“So what’s up with you ignoring me today?” Jungkook asked as he finished counting the money in the register for close.

You didn’t respond right away as you fixed a stack of cassettes before finally saying, “What are you talking about?”

Jungkook couldn’t help but scoff as he took the cash register out so he could put it back in the safe, “You know what I’m talking about. You didn’t talk talk to me at all today.”

“We were working.”

“So? Suddenly that means you can’t even say hi to me when you clock in?” Jungkook asked and you wanted to answer but you didn’t know what to say. Instead you just watched him head to the back room to put the registers in the safe and return with a more sullen expression. You went back to fixing items in the shelves in order to not look at him. You didn’t know what you wanted right now, he did grow on you but that’s the problem.

You got to know him a lot this week but it’s only been seven days. Sure, seven consecutive days where it’s just been you two majority of the time but you still don’t know him all that well. You don’t know what he’s looking to gain with you and you know that’s really just you projecting your own insecurities and fears to think he just wants to use you but you can’t help it. Your brain isn’t wired to always think on the positive side anymore.

Jungkook kept looking over at you but he couldn’t take it anymore. You don’t owe him an explanation for not being attracted to him but he would like to know why you didn’t like him from the get go. It’s like you had made up your mind before even getting to know him and every single time after the first, you were more closed off from before. Of course he always noticed it but it didn’t start to really drive him crazy until these last seven days. You had begun to open up to him, smile at him more, share stories yet at the same time there were still moments where you seemed like you couldn’t stand him.

He was done with you ignoring him and he walked right up to you as you put a CD away in a high shelf, “Y/n, talk to me, stop ignoring me.”

You turned to face him, caught off guard at how close he’s gotten making you unintentionally took a step back but he took one forward not giving you any chance to focus on anything but him. You chuckled nervously, “Why?”

He looked very visibly upset by you but you just couldn’t stop, “Listen, I just don’t know what you want. Don’t get me wrong, I know you're interested in me or at least you act like you are but if you’re just doing this because you’re bored or—“

Your word caught in your throat as Jungkook’s hands cupped your jaw suddenly. He looked down at your lips, unsure why he moved so quickly but he couldn’t help himself. How could you think he’s just doing all this because he’s bored?

Jungkook licked his lips as he stared down at yours, “I’m crazy about you, not bored.”

You didn’t say anything, and when he began to lean down you couldn’t move. The shelf was pressed against your back and his hands were cupping your face that when he finally kissed you, you were stuck. It was short and sweet but you couldn’t kiss back, too caught off guard and it wasn’t in a bad way, you just couldn’t react right away when he pulled back nervously, “Sorry, I—I shouldn’t have done that.”

Jungkook waited for you to say something and once again he was met with silence. He was at the point of giving up and left you in between aisles to hide from the embarrassment. Maybe he pushed too far, you rejected him over and over again and he still had the nerve to kiss you. He ran his fingers through his shaggy hair, returning to the counter so he could start getting his things to leave.

He tried everything he could and he was exhausted.

“Jungkook?”

You came up to him shyly and he was struggling to not look at you. He was a bit nervous to know what you had to say. What was wrong with him? He’s always had a crazy amount of confidence and he’s never struggled this much to get a girl he likes but why can't you just think about him once? He felt ridiculous to be this hung up on someone who doesn’t want him.

When you finally stood in front of him, he couldn’t help but look down at you, a little scared that you would slap him or something. Before he could utter an apology, your hand was around his neck pulling him down into a real kiss.

It took him a second to understand what was going on but once he did, he completely melted into you, holding your chin in his hand to keep your head angled up to kiss better and another hand go down to your waist. You didn’t back away when he deepened the kiss with his tongue against yours. Your fingers played with the end of his hairs trying to reach him better but it was hard. Jungkook knew this too so he held you by the waist, backing you up toward the lower end of the high counter until it touched your back and picked you up with ease to set you down on it.

You moved your legs apart to allow him to step between them and kissed him eagerly. Jungkook couldn’t hold himself back, lips swelling as he kissed you with such fever that the room felt hot even with all the lights off minus a few dim ones. The record store was completely empty and a shelf of comics was in front of the door so it felt like a maze of art hiding you from anyone’s view. That made it all so much more exciting to know it was just you two.

Jungkook pulled back for a second and smiled when you followed after him, not wanting to break away from the kiss much to both of your surprise. He smiled cheekily, beginning to pull down the zipper of his gray sweater, “Sorry, I’m ho—I mean, it’s hot in here.”

He threw the light gray cloth somewhere to the side and immediately pulled you flush against him for another kiss. The two of you made out like that for a while, not even thinking about the fact that you were still at work.

Your hands can’t get enough of him, they run along his exposed arms and over the thin fabric of his white ribbed cotton tank top that showed off all his muscles and tattoos. You had tried so hard not to acknowledge how unbelievably attractive he was since the beginning but it was the most difficult thing you’ve ever done.

Jungkook’s hands tangled in your hair, trailing down the back of your top, middle finger softly caressing the line of your spine at your neck and further down as far as your shirt would let him, kissing you deeply.

You couldn’t help yourself from pulling on the back of his shirt until he got the hint and yanked it off, your eyes immediately traveling down his naked torso. His tattoos went down his side too and didn’t stop until his deep v-line and his stomach was taught with muscles. The compression shirt the other day didn’t do the real thing any justice and that’s that he looked so hot that day you almost folded. Why were you holding yourself back from this again?

Jungkook was unaware of your train of thought, the only thing on his mind was how to get your top off and with your help he was able to raise the shirt off and finally get a better look at you. Just under your bra was another spot of ink in the shape of a flower and vine on your ribcage. He ran his thumb over it softly as he looked up at you, lip rings caught between his teeth and you just smiled, “Birth flower.”

Now he knows why you liked his flower so much and with a breathy smile, he kissed you again, hands caressing the line of your spine once more, imagining what the tattoo on your back was and low fat down it went. He hugged you to him making you scoot to the edge of the counter and before you knew it, he was lifting your hips with ease to pull off your pants. You squealed in surprise when your hips hovered up for a moment as he got them off, never once breaking away from your lips.

Jungkook places a hand on your chest, fingers toying just under your bra, tempted to just push it up and out of his way but he worried he might be moving too fast. You didn’t hesitate in reaching behind your back to uncoil your bra and let it slide off. You never realized how deprived you were of sexual intimacy until you were here and too impatient for Jungkook to move things along. He pulls away from the kiss, running his tongue down your lower lip, trailing it along your jaw, down to your ear, and then to your neck where he sucks a bruise into the skin at the base of your ear, hands finding your breasts and feeling the weight of them.

You tugged at his jeans and Jungkook attempted to pull them down without breaking away from kissing you and to help him out, you unzipped his jeans and helped get them down his hips where he kicked them off without a care and chased after your mouth.

Now that Jungkook understood that you were just as eager as he was, he couldn’t hold himself back. He pulled you to the very edge of the counter till it seemed like you could fall off, and kissed down between your boobs to your stomach, a small ball of metal pressing against his lips when he reached your belly button. Your hand made its way into his hair, moving out of the way as he looked up to you, moving lower and lower between your legs, “Found another.”

You were reminded once more of your past conversation about tattoos and body piercings. Jungkook couldn’t but smirk at the way your gaze darkened when he punched the thin fabric of your underwear between his fingers and began to slide them off. Your lips parted in surprise, hand slipping out of his hair only for him to nuzzle his head close again until you brushed it out of his face. Jungkook came face to face with your wet heat, a smile on his face as he said, “Did I make you this wet? We haven’t even done anything.”

It was still all strange to you. Out of all the girls, he put himself through your hot and cold attitude because he wanted you. He chose you and now here you were letting him make you feel good yet being just as obnoxious as usual.

You rolled your eyes, already feeling that tinge of annoyance you used to always have with him, “Shut up.” You didn’t mean it in your usual pissed off way, but more so you didn’t want to prove him right. You could’ve been doing this all along.

Your words end in a moan when his tongue first teases a lick across your clit, his eyes were on your face as he watched you closely, repeating the motion again and again as your breasts rose and fell. Jungkook wraps his hands around your thighs, shifting them onto his shoulders and tightening his grip on them when you try to move away from the intensity of it. Your hand accidentally pulled on his hair making his whole head move with the motion yet his mouth never once moved away. His tongue lapped hungrily at your slit as he stimulated your labia with the sides. His nose bumped against your clit every now and then and when you yanked on his hair it made his eyes roll just slightly.

Jungkook has come to the conclusion that he could eat you out all night and he plans on doing that soon but right now his back is starting to hurt from being hunched over your pussy and he couldn’t take it. He pulled away with a small line of slick connecting his lips to your heart but neither of you seemed to care when his mouth was on yours.

You could feel Jungkook’s covered bulge hit against your sensitive wet cunt and he felt hard. His dick made a pretty outline in his Calvin Klein’s and you stuck a hand between your hot, naked bodies and tried sliding his boxers down.

A soft groan left Jungkook’s left at the first feel of your hand touching his hard cock. He still had a hand between your legs, middle finger teasing your entrance that when your palm rubbed against the tip of his member, he pressed it deeper until he felt the warmth of your pussy on the fingertip.

You released a soft moan as he pulled his middle finger out before thrusting it back in teasingly, he looked sleepy but you knew it was all lust in his gaze. You were no longer kissing and his eyes were on yours, his lips were parted with shaky breath when you fisted his length and began to stroke him up and down. His one finger became too when your thumb rubbed across his leaking slit before spreading the precum all of his head and gliding your hands back down to his base, repeating the motion over and over again.

Jungkook hissed in pleasure when you massaged his bells before jerking him off a bit more roughly than before, his two fingers sped up their thrusts while letting his palm rub against your clit, “We could’ve been doing this so much sooner.”

You didn’t say anything as you let his hips buck into your closed fist fucking his cock into your hand, making your legs shake with how good his fingers felt, “I’m close.”

“Mm,” Jungkook hummed pressing his forehead against yours, “I need to feel you, baby, please can I fuck you yet?”

You looked away from his eyes first and without a word guided his raw dick to your entrance and moaned when he pushed in slowly. You’re both very aware that you weren’t using a condom but in your haste to have him inside you, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

“F-Fuck” You both moan when he pressed his pelvis against your spread thighs, his cock all the way in letting you adjust to the sudden stretch before moving. You swung your legs around his waist, pulling him a little closer when his hand snuck behind your waist and pulled you into him. With your arms around his neck, clinging to him, he was able to bring his other hand down to your hips and hold you in place as he began to fuck you slowly. Jungkook watches your face contort with the pleasure of having him inside you and it makes his chest swell with warmth. You looked so fucking pretty releasing quiet moans with each thrust of his cock into your tight pussy, “You’re so damn pretty, Y/n.”

You tug at his hair fucking your hips back onto his thick length, “I know.”

Your response caught him off guard and he couldn’t help but smile when you did. He leaned forward to kiss you but just before his lips could meet yours, you pulled on his hair a little harder now, hand sliding around his neck and you felt the way his cock seemed to throb inside you when he groaned in pleasure. Your hand tightened at just the right pressure points on his neck slightly, dragging him into a hungry kiss that nearly had him falling onto the counter over you.

“You’re prettier,” you finally said between kisses and you felt his fingers pinch your sides, cock angled up enough to hit that soft spot that always made your legs tremble. You felt your orgasm close and you just wanted him to get rougher, “But I need you to fuck me harder.”

“Oh fuck,” Jungkook kissed you passionately as he did as told, so unbelievably turned on by that he could only thrust his big cock into your tight little pussy like his life depended on it. He was so close but you wanted him to fuck you harder and who was he to deny the girl he’s been obsessing over the pleasure of dreaming all over his cock?

A loud moan left your lips, completely surprising you by the volume of it but your butt still stunted from the way Jungkook just spanked you, fingers digging into the soft flesh and rutting his cock just that further in, “I’m so close, Y/n:”

Your nails drag across the skin on his back, kissing along his pretty neck almost falling back again when his back arched down to fuck you, you moaned out his name, “Jungkook, oh my god, I can’t.”

Jungkook held you tighter, raising his hand and bringing it down on your ass cheek once more, “Cum for me, baby, please, fuck.”

You nodded your head, eyes squeezed shut as you finally released all the tension in your body and came around his thick length.

Jungkook released a loud groan as your pussy tightened around him, using all his strength to keep from cumming inside you. You cling to him cutely as you came down from your high and he had to pull out. He hid his face in your neck as he let go, cumming untouched all over your stomach and his but you only hummed in pleasure at the sudden feeling.

It took you both a minute to relax, cool down and think about what you just did.

You shyly looked at each other. Jungkook bit his bottom lip nervously, “Thank god there’s no cameras.”

You actually laughed, wincing a little as he helped you off the counter. He smiled, straightening out his clothes as he got dressed, “What do you say about coming back to my place? I—Is that okay, I mean? Or was this, um… um…”

“Sure, but I’m going to need something more comfortable to wear,” you said softly and he looked over at you as you held up your ruined top. He didn’t realize he ripped it when he pulled it off. His cheeks flushed red in embarrassment as he hurried to get his sweater and hand it to you, “I’ll buy you a new one.”

You zipped up his light gray jacket that fit you oversized like it did on him and covered up to your mid thigh. Jungkook couldn’t help but smile at how cute you looked, putting your pants back on.

“So we both have tomorrow off,” you said trying to clean up the mess the two of you left like you didn’t just have the best sex you’ve had in a long time — and at work no less.

Jungkook nodded. Taehyung returned today so he’ll be opening tomorrow with Hoseok and Namjoon will close with Sungha when he got back. The two of you had the day off as a thanks for covering and on Tuesday Hobi and Sungha will have off.

“There’s this new place that opened up and I really want to try, tomorrows our first day off in a while so—“

“Yes,” Jungkook cut you off before you could even ask him your question, “Obviously. Are you asking me to go with you? Well, even if you’re not, I’m going. I’m not letting you leave my bed if you don’t take me. Like a date, right? Are you asking me out on a date?”

“Well I was trying to,” you laughed as the two of you finally gathered all your things before locking up the store hoping they wouldn’t notice anything off tomorrow morning.

“Fuck, okay, ask again, please? I need to hear you say it,” Jungkook begged and he looked like a huge bunny with doe eyes.

“Whatever, do you wanna go with—“

“Yes!”

“Jungkook! Are you going to let me finish or what?” You asked with a cute roll of your eyes, following him to his car.

“Okay! Okay,” Jungkook laughed, “Try it one more time.”

You laughed and indulged him, “Will you go o—“

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yessssssss!”

“You’re so annoying but it’s cute.”

“Oh my god, stop,” Jungkook clutched a hand to his heart as the one held onto yours, walking backwards to the car so he wouldn’t miss a second of you, “You’ve never called me cute before.”

OC MIXTAPE TO JK

FIRST NIGHT DRABBLE

DATE DRABBLE

A LITTLE THING CALLED JEALOUSY DRABBLE

JUNGKOOK’S SICK DAY DRABBLE

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y’all am I late for the swarm of seven fics? ik most were more smut and I loved every single one but I’m not cut out for so many smut scenes 😭 I’m a one and done but hope everyone loves this version of seven’s Jungkook, the himbo coworker ⭐️

also I included a little video of the songs jk would have on mixtape lol just for funnies. if you want to see more that he would dedicate to y/n, comment in my inbox with #ask SEVEN! JK or if you have any questions

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[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Just askin questions

[mysterious circle of robed figures] JK Rowling: hello children Rowling: i'm back from my advissory role in the transs genocide Rowling: Obergruppenführer ssstarmer thought i had sssome real interessting new ideasss Rowling: well, real interessting old ideass actually Rowling: ssome real classsicss

Rowling: now back to busssinessss Rowling: my busssinesss being yelling at the transs on twitter Rowling: and bussssinesss iss good! Helen Joyce: dark lord! dark lord! Joyce: terrible news! Rowling: ssilence! let me do my dark bidding on twitter! Rowling: huh Rowling: it'ss quieter than ussual here

Joyce: the trans! they've fled twitter! Rowling: preposssterosss! they would never! Rowling: how will they get their daily dosse of disscoursse? Rowling: they can't ssurvive without it! Joyce: dark lord, i don't know! Joyce: they must be getting it... Joyce: somewhere else Rowling: imposssible!

Rowling: check everywhere! find them! Rowling: check the threadss about how transgender vs transssexual Joyce: they're not there! Rowling: check the threadss about how nonbinarys people are kaposs! Joyce: they're not there! Rowling: check the warhammer threadss! Joyce: they're not there!

Joyce: you know what this means, dark lord? Joyce: we did it! they've been eradicated! Joyce: not a single trans remains on twitter! Joyce: you'll never have to see or interact with a trans again! Rowling: Joyce: isn't this joyous, dark lord? Rowling: Joyce: isn't this Joyce: uh Joyce: dark lord?

Rowling: confound it! they flee twitter? they don't want to sssuffer my consstant abuses? Rowling: they deny me my ssport? Rowling: really, it's just another example of their inherent missogyny if you think about it

Rowling: wormtongue! wormtongue, come before me! Jesse Singal: yes mommy? Rowling: i charge you with a ssacred task, wormtongue Singal: mommy mommy yes i can do it mommy! Rowling: you must go unto bluessky and bring me some transs Rowling: mother hungersss

[on bluesky] Singal: hello? excuse me? Singal: isn't there anyone here who wants to have a civil debate? Singal: isn't there anyone here who wants to talk like rational adults? Singal: Singal: hello? Singal: Singal: Singal: Singal: isn't there anyone here who wants to answer my questions?

Singal: c'mon! Singal: come one! Singal: i'm just asking questions! Singal: doesn't anyone want to hear my reasonable concerns? Singal: doesn't anyone want to have a polite discussion? Singal: Singal: look i'll give you freaks until the count of three Singal: but then i'm going to talk to a manager!

Singal: c'mon! talk to me! Singal: yell at me! Singal: call me a worm! Singal: you love calling me a worm! Singal: YOU LOVE IT! Singal: please! Singal: [crying] i can't go back to mommy without screencaps! Singal: [crying] mommy needs her screencaps!

Singal: [hitching up belt] ok time to get tough Singal: no more mr nice contrarian! Singal: listen up you freaks and weirdos! Singal: you gross inhuman monsters! Singal: you second class citizens! Singal: you vile disgusting degenerate scum! Singal: Singal: Singal: Singal: i'm the victim here!

Singal: why won't you even hear my reasonable questions? Singal: i've got so many! Singal: i've been asking them for a decade and i come up with more every year! Singal: it's easy when you never intend to find answers

[dearnoone13]

Some things I noticed from these last episodes...

1.- how come no one is talking about their earrings!!!! Jungkook has all his earrings except the one on his right or left lobe (from what I remember) he has silver thick hoop. When I was wondering where it went BAM! Jimin appears with the exact same one on just one lobe !! Wtf that is so cute!! 😍 sharing their earrings like they can't afford their own ones (company can also provide them)

2.- Jk treats jm very differently compared to the rest of team, staff and even his friends, you have to be blind not too see that because he is eyes, attention, focus is always on him, subtle but there!

The whole "chopstick" situation, why was jk mad at jm, tae is who started the argument over the ham, it should have been directed at him right? If that was me I would have gone off at my "friend" who doubted my knowledge in the first place, but I would have lost my shit if my "partner" also doubted me and sided with the one against me, which is what I can see on jk behaviour, he was sulking (he wasn't mad/angry etc) and wanted Jm to apologise for hurting his feelings lmao very childish indeed! But did he require the same apology from tae? None that I could see, tbh I don't think he care that he was right over tae, he cared that Jm was not agreeing with him

3.- JM is not a "baby" yes his body is small compared to Jk but don't let that fool you, the one in control is JM, he acts weak because he feeds off JK reactions, he likes when JK shows confident but he also likes to test him, hence the cuts on the episodes, JM provokes and when Jk responds bam scene cut, JM always leads Jk like a puppy and he knows it, after the towel fight Jm yelled out "stay" and puppy JK did lmao don't let the piercings and tattoos fool you, .. when they were in the pool the first time, jm came close slowly to him, and Jk had to tell him the pool was see-through and Bam scene cut like wtf? I think Jk had flashbacks 😂 anyone remember the footsies under the table ?... anyways that's my 2 cents..

3.- they love each other very much, and they both love tae very much too 💜

I have said this before, even if in the future they end up not with each other and married to women, I would still believe that right now and in the past they had something special, and I will be playing the kwill song out loud on that day to my self.

[bteezxyewriter12]

Video Game

Pairing- Jungkook x Named Reader

Word count- 4.6k

Includes- Oral, brief blow job, missionary, JK has sex while playing video games, argument, pussy eating, cum eating, sex, makeup sex, missionary, cock riding, from behind, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Jungkook POV

“C'mon Jo, stop”, I say

“Kookie!”, she whines

“Baby, not now”

She moves away from kissing my neck to sit next to me

“Kookie! You’ve been playing that game for over an hour! Why did you ask me to come here if you’re gonna play that stupid game the whole time?”

“It’s not stupid. I’m almost done”, I answer

“You said that an hour ago”

I don’t answer her

I know she’s right but I can’t stop right now

She's pouting and she’s so adorable

She comes back over to me and starts pulling at my pants

“Baby!”

“Oh shush Kookie. I’m not asking you to stop playing. Just take your pants and boxers off”

I roll my eyes but stand, still pounding the buttons on the controller

She pulls down my pants and boxers

I step out of them then immediately sit down, eyes glued to the screen

I’m just about to beat the high score and be number 1

Then I feel her mouth on my cock, sucking on me and I jump

“Jesus”, I yelp

“You were already hard and I’m bored”, she says then goes back to sucking on me

Fuck

It feels so goddamn good

I’m having a hard time concentrating on the game

I want both but I can’t do both at the same time

She moves her head all the way down and my cock goes in her throat

God, she’s so good at blow jobs. I’ve never had anyone give me ones like she does

She sucks and licks me the same time and I moan while trying to steady my hands to keep playing

After a few minutes she stops

“Seriously? I thought that would get get you to stop.”

“Sss…sorry”, I say, missing her mouth on me, “But I can’t stop now”

“Unbelievable.”, she yells, “Whatever I’m going home.”

She walks around me, on her way to the door

Fuck

I don’t want her to leave

I want her here, that’s why I asked her to come

Shit

Then I get an idea and I pause the game

I get up and grab her arm

“Wait baby”, I say

“Oh you’re finally done?”, she rolls her eyes

“Uh no. But I have an idea”

I pull her to me and kiss her

Then I pull her pants and panties down

I pull her to the floor with me and lay her on her back

I open her legs and thrust inside her

We both moan

Fucking hell, she feels incredible.

I start moving in and out of her, our moans getting loud

I grab the controller and unpause the game, fucking her while I play

“You have got to be kidding!”

“Shh baby. It feels good right?”, I ask

“Yea”

“I can do both at once, so let me”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah baby. Just hold your legs open and I can make you feel incredible”

“You’re not even paying attention to me”

“Please baby? Just let me do this”, I ask

“Fine”

I move harder and she moans

God it feels so good, I just want to close my eyes and feel her

But I can’t, I have to win

I’m extremely competitive and I know it’s a fault

Because I’ll put winning a game over sex with my girlfriend

“Harder Kookie. I need more”, she whines

I move harder

I keep playing the game while moaning at the same time

It’s getting more difficult in the game and I have to concentrate harder to win

“Jungkook”, she yells, slapping at my side

“Huh?”

“You stopped moving”

“What?”

“You stopped moving!”

I glance down at her and she looks annoyed

“Oh sorry baby”, I say, then start moving again

“Almost. Almost”, I whisper

The pleasure from her is taking over but I just have one thing left in the game

I want to throw this fucking controller down and fuck her so hard but I can’t

I need to win

I make the right maneuvers and I win just as I cum in her

“Yes!”, I scream from winning and the intense pleasure, dropping the controller and grabbing her hips, holding her to me

After, I move back and pull out

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?”, she yells

I look down and I know I fucked up from her face

“Uh Jo..”

“Shut up”, she roars, getting up

“Jo, I’m sorry, I….I..”

“Don’t Jungkook. I don’t care what you have to say.”

I fucked up really bad

She pulls on her underwear and pants

“Where are you going?”

“To get the fuck away from you”, she snaps

“Nnn..no don’t go”

She gives me a dirty look, opens the door and walks out

I scramble pulling on my pants and run after her

I catch up to her in the living room

“Joanne, wait”, I call as I grab her arm and turn her around

“No”, she yanks her arm from me

“Please don’t go.”

“No Jungkook. I came here to see you. I tried to get you to pay attention to me. But all you cared about was your stupid game!”

She’s right

She did try to get my attention

She tried to talk to me, hug me, kiss me and give me a blow job

But I ignored her

For a game

That is now looking more and more stupid to me

“I’m sorry”

“No you’re not! You fucking had sex with me while you were playing the game! You weren’t even paying attention to me. Then you fucking cum and leave me laying there. I’m not some whore who you can just use for sex and to get off while you’re doing something else. And the sex sucked by the way. You didn’t even get me remotely close to being turned on.”

Damn that hurts

She usually screams from how good it is

But that’s not the worse thing that bothers me

She can’t really think I see her as a whore?

I mean I messed up but I would never think that about her

“Joanne..”

“No Jungkook. Fuck you. You always do this”, she shouts, “You always ignore me for some stupid game or sport or something idiotic that you can do later. I’m sick of it”

She turns and walks to the door

“Oh and let me tell you something Jungkook. If you want to act like a kid and play video games all fucking day, then don’t have a fucking girlfriend!”

She slams the door and in seconds I hear her driving away

Did she just..

Did she break up with me?

“Damn”, I hear Tae say

I glance in the living room and I pale as I see the guys sitting there watching me

They’re watching a movie and we interrupted them

They heard everything

“You fucked her while playing a video game and didn’t even get her off?”, Yoongi asks incredously

“Nevermind that, he picked a video game over her? Her?”, Hobi says in disbelief, “Have you seen your girlfriend Jungkook?”

“I think she broke up with you, man”, Jimin adds

“I think so too”, I whisper, my eyes filling with tears

I walk away from them and to my room

I can’t lose her

I love her

She’s everything to me

We’ve been together for six years, since we were sixteen, when we met at school and fell in love

She stayed with me through everything with BTS, even when it was hard and I didn’t have much time for her

She's the only girl I love

The only girl I want

The girl I want to marry and spend my life with

Why did I have to be so stupid?

She’s right, I do do this all the time Sometimes I don’t have a lot of time to spend with her because of how big we are

Our schedules are packed

So I should be spending all the time I have free with her and only her

But there’s always a video game I want to play or something else and I don’t spend as much time with her as I should

I haven’t been a good boyfriend to her lately

And she’s had enough

But the thought of not being with her scares the crap out of me

I want her forever

I love her so much

I can’t see my future without her

I can’t see me without her

I can’t see her with someone else

It’ll kill me

I have to fix this

Somehow, I have to fix it.

--------------------------------

She hasn’t answered any of my calls or texts in the last three days

And we’re so busy getting ready for a tour that I have no time to go to her apartment

I’ve begged her to answer me, to text me back or answer the phone

But nothing

I really fucked everything up this time

But today I asked Namjoon if I could have a few hours to go see her and try to fix this

He was cool with it so I’m on my way to her apartment

It’s Saturday

She’s a teacher and she doesn’t work on Saturdays

I get to her door and I’m so scared

I hope she talks to me

I’ve been miserable without her these past three days

I miss her so much

I knock on her door and wait

A minute later, the door unlocks

It opens and she’s standing there

Rolling her eyes

“What do you want?”

I wince

Yeah she’s still mad

“Uh I wanna talk to you”, I mumble

“Oh now you want to talk to me? You done with you’re video games and now you want me? Yeah sorry but I’m busy right now.”, she snaps

“Oh uh, what are you doing? Can I just talk to you for five minutes?”

“No. I’m busy playing a video game, so I can’t now.”

That stings

That’s how I probably sound when I say it to her

No wonder she’s mad

“Please Jo?”, I beg

Another eye roll

“Whatever, you can talk while I play”

She turns and walks away into her apartment

I follow and close the door. When I get to the living room, she’s on the couch playing a game on her Nintendo switch that I bought her

I sit next to her but she ignores me

“Uh Jo? Can you talk to me?”

She waves her hand, “Yeah talk, I’m listening”

Her eyes never move from the game

I start talking anyway

“Joanne, I’m sorry. I messed up and I want to fix it. I should of put the game away when you got to the dorm. I was just so obsessed with winning that I ignored you. Then trying to have sex while playing the game was a bad idea. I honestly wanted to throw the controller down when we were… but I couldn’t. It’s my stupid obsession that made me not do it and I’m sorry."

She doesn’t answer and when I look at her, she’s still absorbed in the game

I don’t know if she even heard me

And I’m getting pissed

I’m trying to make everything better and she’s not listening

"Joanne!”, I yell

“Huh?”, she says, still playing

Not even looking at me

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Wait what? Oh yeah, I heard you”, she answers

“What did I say?”

“Uh something about you wanting to win.”

Unbelievable

She didn’t listen to a damn thing

I’m fucking pissed

I reach out to grab the game and she says in a serious voice, “Touch my game and I’ll break your arm.”

I gape at her and she slowly looks up at me

“Don’t fucking like it huh?”

“W..what?”

“You don’t like it when I’m not paying attention to you or not listening to you while I’m doing something else right? It bothers you? Makes you feel like you’re talking to a wall? Like you’re not important? Like something else as dumb as a game is more important than you?”

No, I don’t like it

It hurts and it’s messed up

Then I realize…..she…she did it on purpose

She ignored me on purpose

“You..you did…”, I start

“Yeah I did.”, she interrupts, “I did it on purpose so you know what it’s like. What it’s like being in a relationship with you. What it feels like to be constantly ignored.”

I don’t have any words to say

She tosses me the switch and I look at it

It’s not even on

“But unlike you, I still listened to what you said. I heard everything. And you know what? It’s too fucking late Jungkook.”

No, she can’t mean that

“You couldn’t even last five fucking minutes of me ignoring you before you got pissed and tried to take the game away. I’ve dealt with that for years and I’m sick of it. I don’t need a boyfriend whose going to ignore me or make me feel like I’m not important or choose a fucking game over me. Especially when he doesn’t have much time to spend with me in the first place. I can find someone else who can treat me better than you.”

Those words are like a punch to my heart

Because it’s true

That’s the worst part

She’s not lying at all

And I feel horrible

I hated every second of her ignoring me and it was only for a short period of time

She must feel like I did all the time

I don’t want her to leave me or find another person

I can fix everything

“So you can leave now Jungkook. I’m done.”

“No”, I finally say, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, “No Joanne, I’m not leaving. I love you”

She snorts, “You don’t act like it. Words mean nothing Jungkook if you act the complete opposite from what you’re saying”

“I’m sorry Joanne. I can fix it. I’m sorry it had to come to me feeling what you feel to make me realize that I fucked up but I can make it better. I won’t ignore you, I swear. I won’t pick a stupid game over you. I swear”

She starts shaking her head and my heart is squeezing in my chest

“Please Jo, please. Give me another chance. Please. You’re the most important thing in my life and I love you so much. I’m so so sorry I hurt you but I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Just please baby don’t leave me. I can’t be without you.”, I beg, tears falling from my eyes

I’ll do whatever she wants

I don’t care

I’ll get on my hands and knees and beg her

I love her so much

There isn’t any other girl for me

Just her

I don’t want anyone else

“Please baby. You’re all I want. I don’t want anyone else. Just you”

I can see hesitation in her eyes and I pray that she agrees to stay

She takes a breath and the silence is fucking tearing me apart

“If it happens again Jungkook, I’m done for good. Nothing you say will make me stay. You have one chance. That’s it. Don’t fuck up, don’t make me regret this.”, she says quietly

Relief floods my body. I instantly move closer to her and pull her to me, hugging her tightly

It takes a few seconds but when she puts her arms around me and hugs me back just as tightly, I feel like I can breathe again

I got her back

And I’m not fucking up this time

I won’t let myself

Because I won’t be without her

Ever

I pull away from the hug and look at her beautiful face

“I love you”, I tell her

She smiles a small smile, “I love you Jungkook. So much. That’s why is hurts so much when you ignore me. I want you so much but you rather play a game than be with me”

“Not anymore baby. I promise. I swear I’ll never ignore you again ok?”

She nods

I move her hair out of the way and I kiss her gently on her soft lips

I’m so happy when she kisses me back

The kiss becomes more heated and I love the feeling of her tongue on mine

I push her back on the couch, my lips still on hers

I kiss the side of her mouth, her jaw and her neck

“Jungkook… I don’t think..” , she starts

“Shhh baby. I messed up last time we were together. You said you weren’t even turned on. So I’m gonna fix that.”

She whimpers and I smirk against her skin

“I’m going to make you feel so good baby. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll be screaming for more.”, I say between kisses to her neck, shoulder, collarbone and chest

She moans

“I’m gonna make you cum so much, you won’t be able to move after. I’m gonna make everything up to you. All I want is to hear you scream from how much you love it. Ok?”

She nods, little moans slipping out

I want to make her feel amazing

Ever since the last time, I’ve been feeling upset that she didn’t enjoy any part of it

So tonight is all about her

I’m just going to enjoy how she feels and listening to her

I don’t need to orgasm, I want her too. A lot

And I’m gonna make it happen

I pull her shirt off and unclasp her bra, running my tongue across her nipple and feel it get hard

I start sucking on it and she moans loudly making my cock hard

Fuck, I love listening to her

She sits up and rips my shirt over my head, kissing me hard

I kiss her for a minute then push her back down

I trail kisses down her body to her stomach, where I leave hickeys on her skin

Seeing the marks I give her get me off

I pull at her pants, kissing further down her body

When I get to the top of her pants, I kiss her skin as I slowly pull her panties and pants down

I lock my mouth on her clit the second her pants are low enough

“Fuck!”, she cries

I suck on it and her body shakes

Jesus

I love her reaction to me

I keep sucking and licking her clit while I pull the rest of her pants down

I have to stop and sit up to get everything completely off

Then I tear her legs open and attach my tongue to her pussy

“Kookie!”, she yells and holy shit, I love the way she tastes

I missed it so much

When I lay my tongue flat against her and lick, she shouts loudly

Her hands go into my hair and it feels good

My hair is super long now and I love when she plays with it

And pulls it

I wrap my arms around her thighs, holding her legs open wider so I can get more of her

Eating her out is one of my favorite things to do

“Kookie…I…Kookie”, she moans

I clamp my lips on her clit again and suck hard

I know she’s close and I get so excited

The way her cum tastes blows me away

She’s fucking delicious and I can’t get enough of it

“Jesus, Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”, she yells as she cums

I move my tongue and lick her pussy, tasting her and moaning when her cum hits my tongue

“Fuck baby, you taste so goddamn good.”, I moan

She whines as I keep going. My tongue slides up and I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue over and over

I know this drives her crazy

I know her body so well. I know what can make her insane

What can make her cum instantly

What can make her cum again and again

Within a minute, she’s pulling my hair hard and moaning, orgasming again

I keep licking her in the same place and she cums again

So good

“Fuck Jungkook, I love your tongue. It feels so fucking good.”

I smile

“Yeah baby? I love tongue fucking you. You’re pussy is my favorite place to be”

Another cry comes from her mouth

“Make me cum again Jungkook. I want to cum again.”, she begs

God, it’s so hot when she begs

“Where do you want to cum?”, I tease

I also want to hear her say it

It gets me off

“On your tongue baby. In your fucking beautiful mouth”, she cries

“Yeah Jo. I want you to cum there too. So give it to me.”

I slip my tongue in her pussy and lick her there

She loves that

“Jungkook!”, she screams, coming on my tongue and tasting fucking amazing

I move away, stand up and grab her, throwing her over my shoulder and carrying her to her room

I also sneak an ass slap in there too and she giggles

That sound is adorable

I throw her on her bed on her back, taking my pants and boxers off in record time and before she knows it, I have her legs open and I’m slamming in her

“God Jungkook”, she yells

I start moving fast, in and out, feeling her tighten on me

Fuck

She feels so fucking incredible

I can’t believe I chose a fucking dumb ass game over her

Over sex with her. I must have been fucking high or fucking brain dead that day

I’ll never choose a video game or anything over sex with her, especially if she wants it and wants to give it to me

Hell, I’ll never choose anything over her again

No matter what

I watch her breathing hard and sweating while I work her body good

“I want my baby girl to cum again”

“Mmmmmmm”, she moans

“Come on baby girl. Cum on my cock. Now”

I watch her cum when I tell her to, her body arching off the bed and her screams music to my ears

“Yeah baby. Keep going”

I feel her clench me again, coming right away

“Fuck Jungkook.”

“You feel so good baby. I love the way your pussy squeezes my cock.”

I hold her legs open and snap my hips, burying myself deeper in her

I’m looking for something, something I can always find to make her go insane

I slam in again and I hit the place that can make her cum instantly

“Yeah baby, I got it”, I smirk, pounding that one area repeatedly, hard and fast

“You ready baby because your gonna cum non stop now”

I thrust in again

“Jungkook!”

She orgasms, her whole body shaking

I fucking love watching her

I pound in again, making sure I hit her where she loves, making her cum again within a few seconds

I slam again

She cums

Another thrust

Another orgasm

Another hit

More orgasm

I’m not even tired, I can do this all day

Feel her all day

Listen to her all day

I pull out, sit back and throw her down on my cock

I lift her up and slam her down again and again, pound into that spot making her cum again, a second time and a third time in this position

“Fuck Jo, how much do you love me making you feel this good?”

“A l..”, she starts but at that second I bring her down hard and she releases again, shouting my name

“A lot baby”, she finally answers

“I’m the only one who can make you cum this much”, I yell

“Yes….fuck”, she shouts as her orgasm rips through her

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No, Jungkook no! I want…ahhhhhh”, she screams going over the edge

“I want you to kkkkk….keep making me cum!”, she moans loudly

“Good girl”

I bring her down again and again she cums

I pull her off me and turn her around on all fours

Then I ram into her from behind

She puts her face into a pillow and screams

“Open more baby.”

She spreads her legs open wider so I can get deeper

I find her spot immediately and continue to hit there, making her orgasm over and over

Her screams are muffled because she’s screaming in the pillow

I don’t like that

I want to hear her

“Give me the pillow Jo. I want to hear you scream from the fucking pounding I’m giving you”

I grab the pillow from her and her beautiful screams fill my ears

I reach around and use my fingers to play with her clit while I fuck her

I love playing with her body

“Jungkook, Jungkook!”, she cries and explodes again

I move harder but this time I wanna tease her

Because the pleasure is astounding and I want to feel more

“Don’t cum baby.”

“Wha…what?”, she chokes out

“Don’t cum until I tell you. I wanna see if you can be a good girl and listen”

“Bbbbut…but”, she stutters

“But what? You’re not gonna be a good girl for me?”

“Yes…yes Kookie…I’ll be a good girl….I’ll try…”, she answers

I slam in deeper, harder

Just after that one thrust, I feel her about to lose it

“No baby”

“Hhhhhhh”, she whines

She manages to stop herself

But after a few more rams, she starts tightening up again

“I said no Jo!”

“Jungkook!”, she growls

“You have to wait now baby. I let you cum so much already. You can wait a few minutes.”

I thrust in a few more times and she cries, “Jungkook, I can’t…I can’t…hhh..”, she trails off

I feel her trying so hard not to cum

My poor baby

So I let her

“Cum now”, I yell and she instantly orgasms

“JUNGKOOK!”, she screams

I watch my cock go in and out of her

She came so many times and my cock is covered with it

It’s a fucking amazing sight and I can’t hold back

The pleasure of her pulling and clenching me is too much

“Baby, can I cum? Please baby? Can you let me?”, I beg

I won’t if she says no but I hope she says yes

“Make me cum one more time Kookie, then you can”

She looks over her shoulder at me with an evil smirk

She’s so evil and I love it

I pound faster in her, slamming into her over and over

She tightens on me, screaming as she climaxes again, causing me to cum in her right away

It’s fucking fantastic

“Fuck Jungkook”

“God, Joanne! Joanne!”

“Jungkook, fuck , fuck, yes!”

I pull out and collapse next to her. Her body is still shaking, she’s face down and she’s breathing really hard. I pull her closer, kissing her shoulder, then laying my head on it

Her skin is hot so I blow on it, moving her sweaty hair off of her back and neck

“I love you Joanne”, I whisper to her

“I Love you Jungkook”, she says sleepily while running my fingers in her hair, putting her to sleep

I’ll let her sleep a little before I wake her up with another orgasm

I told her I’d make her cum all night and I will

She turns her head to me, with her eyes closed. I kiss her cheek and she smiles

“Sing to me Kookie. Please?”, she asks

“Ok baby.”

I start singing, “Euphoria” to her.

For me, the song is all about her

She’s the reason for my happiness

She’s my everything, my world

And I’m never letting her go

I watch her, as I sing my girl to sleep.

Then I lay my head on her back and fall asleep too

[jeonscatalyst]

Jungkook didn’t say anything about Jin’s album publicly but I don’t see anyone questioning his love for Jin. He literally didn’t say a word about Tae’s album last year either but I don’t see anyone questioning his love for him yet people want to question the one he spent the entire solo era hyping, literally keeping up with all his songs and purposely going live to watch him

becsuse jimin is the one he is supposedly dating. that's why it's different when it comes to jimin. and want to know why we don't question jimin? because jimin has congratulated jk SO MUCH before. I mean he posted jks damn BB #1 to his instagram feed and I am only going to name that one thing but we all know how much jimin has gone out of his way to publicly acknowledge jks achievements that dates back to years ago. sue us for wanting the same in return for him 🤷‍♀️

I find it hilarious how we can't say or question anything about jk without you guys bringing up jimin when we all know jimin is on a different level of emotional availability and affection than anyone else in the group, why compare when they can't compete? at least you admitted jhope is jimin's jimin. first time I see a jikooker say that and rightfully so, jhope is the only person that returns the somewhat same energy that jimin gives him so cheers

Anon,

You lack reading comprehension don’t you? Didn’t you clearly see me say it isn’t very much in Jk’s nature to do stuff like that as far as we know, yet Jimin is still the highest person he congratulates or Hypes publicly. What? You want Jk to behave exactly like Jimin before you acknowledge that he does something for Jimin? Even if that is your angle, you still don’t have a point because Jk has always been very supportive of Jimin. Go through all the years and you would see at least one video of Jk singing each and everyone of Jimin’s songs, publicly supporting him which is something he doesn’t really do for others.

Anon, listen, I didn’t give birth to you and the likes of you so it’s really not my job or responsibility to educate you on how life works. Human beings are different and show their love and affection in different ways. For Jimin, words of affirmation come very easy to him but not Jk. Jk is more of an acts of service person and if you paid any attention to the things Jimin has said about Jungkook through out the years, you would have known just how much Jungkook encourages and congratulates, and honestly supports Jimin.

Problem with some of you is that you like eye service. You think it isn’t genuine if someone doesn’t stand on a podium and yells how much he likes or loves something. You think that people always have to scream at the top of their lungs about how much they love people or care about them before you believe they do but life doesn’t work that way.

No argument you are coming up with holds water because Jimin is still the highest person Jungkook publicly supports and hypes even though he really isn’t one to do all that anyway. Let’s end this argument here because I feel like I am arguing with a 4 year old. It is 2024, and we still have to spend this much time defending jikook’s bond? Jesus!

[liqhtheartedd]

❝ Give me you ❞ - jk oneshot [18+]

listen to 'filter' while you read this <33

summary: you join your crush and your friends to go the club one night. you were unsure at first, but you deserve this night, since you've been studying so hard. the night goes better than expected.

pairing: f reader x jungkook

warnings: alcohol, finger!ng, some spanking, oral (f receiving), penetrat!on, cussing, mature language, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up!), overstimmulation, multiple orgasms, jungkook is allegedly a fuckboy, dancing in the club

word count: 3.5k

You threw your backpack onto the couch in your living room. As you're taking off your headphones and coat, you see your phone screen light up.

1 message from Kookie:

"hey you're up for tonight, right?"

Some of your friends had decided to go to the club tonight, and they insisted you come along with them. Namjoon, Jimin, Yoongi, Taehyung, and of course... Jungkook was going to be there. You'd had a crush on Kookie for the longest time. But you'd never tell him that, though. He's known to be a charmer. He flirts with all the girls, and he's kind of a fuckboy, at least you've heard. But he's a good friend to have around? So you don't mind being with him, as friends, at least.

You take your phone into your hand and wonder if you should really go to the club tonight. With the guys too? Would it be alright? Jungkook's probably going to start chatting up other girls, and do you really want to witness that? Ugh, but you really could use the weekend to take a break from all the studying you'd been doing for your finals.

You reply to his text," Yeah, I'm coming." You weren't going just for Jungkook. This is also for yourself, of course. You needed that break, it was gonna be fine.

1 message from Kookie:

"k, i'll pick you up at 8."

What? Why would he come pick you up? You could just uber. You text him back, "It's all good, I'll uber."

1 message from Kookie:

"jimin's gonna come with me so, we'll pass by your place anyway, no need to waste your money babe"

You read his reply. Babe?. You cringed at the text message. It did unleash some of the butterflies in your stomach, though. Whatever You had to make lunch and you wanted to take a nap, honestly. You were exhausted from your morning classes. You send you a simple "Alright" to jungkook.

-

You woke up from your nap. Stretching and yawning you get our of bed. You look over to the alarm clock on your bedside. It was 7:01 pm. You had to get ready for tonight. You thought about what you wanted to wear for tonight. It was the club, anything would be fine really.

You hop into the shower and of course, you were gonna do your whole routine for tonight. You weren't trying to impress anyone, but what's wrong in feeling your baddest? You put on music on your speaker and start showering. You use your favourite scented body wash and you shave your arms and legs.

-

You get out of the shower and wrap yourself in a soft towel. You start drying your hair. You hear your apartment door being opened and shut. Who the hell just came into your apartment? You put down your hairbrush and tighten your towel. You slowly open the door and peak outside. You see black boots, black pants, and as you open the door further, you see jungkook sitting at your desk. He was in a black leather jacket. He looked so good, and so effortless.

Still slightly behind the bathroom door, you yell, "What the hell are you doing in my apartment, Jungkook!?" You ask shocked. A little startled by you yelling suddenly, he got up from your chair.

"Well you weren't replying or picking up my calls," he said holding up his phone, "and your front door was unlocked too. Are you ready yet?"

You saw on his phone that it was 7:56pm. "You're still 4 minutes early, so no, I'm not ready yet."

"You look pretty ready to me," he slyly said with a slight smile on his beautiful face. His bunny smile was so cute. You clutch your towel tighter. "Well, I'm gonna need you to leave my room, I have to get dressed!"

"What are you gonna wear?" He asked, curiously.

"What kind of question is that?"

"Is it this one?," He said as he picked up the black dress from your bed. It was a black satin dress with a pretty bare back except a few designs. It was a little short, too. He held up the dress in front of you.

"Yes...?" You said.

"Oooh, not gonna lie, it's pretty hot." He said chuckling. "Never imagined you'd be wearing something like this." Ugh, this idiot. You grab a pillow off your bed and chuck it at him.

"Leave my bedroom, you creep," you say as you threw the pillow at him. He drops the dress back on your bed and puts his hands up in surrender.

"Okay, okay! I'm going, gosh... so mean," he says as he walks out of your bedroom door. He leaves your bedroom and waits just by the front door. He uses his phone as he waits for you leaning on a table. You close your bedroom door and start getting dressed. You didn't exactly have a lot of time to do your hair now. You quickly do your makeup and decide to just leave your hair down. You apply your lipgloss and smack your lips together. You put on the satin fabric. It hugged your body and it honestly, accentuated your curves.

You put on your favourite perfume and grabbed your small purse. You inspected yourself in the full mirror in front of you. You looked good. Even you had to admit, this wasn't a dress you would normally wear. It stopped at your thighs and the neckline was a little bit low. But it looked stunning on you.

"Y/N, are you ready yet~!?" You hear Jungkook saying from outside your door.

"Yeah, just a sec!" You quickly reply, fixing your hair quickly in the mirror. You put your heels on and open your bedroom door. Jungkook is right in front of you. You almost bump into him as you go to walk out. You're looking straight at his chest in front of you.

"Aw, look at you," he says as his eyes examine you from top to bottom. "Jimin's waiting in the car, c'mon."

-

"What took you both so long, gosh!" Jimin says frustrated, putting his phone down onto his lap.

"It didn't even take that long," Jungkook says, opening the car door for you.

"Sorry Jimin, I was running a bit late," you tell Jimin as you get into the car. Jimin looks at you, jaw dropping on the floor.

"You're excused, Y/N, you look so good," he says as Jungkook get's into the drivers seat. "Awe thanks," You say to Jimin. You buckle your seatbelt up, blushing a little bit. Jungkook clears his throat, more like scoffing, cocking up an eyebrow. You look to Jungkook, and the both of you lock eyes, and he gives you a slight smirk. You quickly look away. Jungkook starts the car and begins to drive.

Jimin starts playing music from his phone. 'Lost in the fire' starts playing in the car. Jimin starts singing to the lyrics of the song. You join in. Both of you are vibing to the catchy music.

-

You join Jungkook and the rest of the guys at bar counter. Namjoon, Taehyung, and Yoongi all greet you, telling you how great you look. Jungkook leans back and sips on his drink. Jimin comes over with two cups in his hand, he hands you a glass. You thank him for the drink and start sipping on it.

You were all a couple drinks in at this point. You felt a little bit hot and buzzed. You were still with Jungkook and Jimin and the others were on the dance floor.

"This is my favourite song, c'mon dance with me Y/N," Jimin says. You put down your drink, and look over at him, a little bit surprised. You weren't much of a dancer. You hesitate. "Uhh, I don't think I can-," you say to Jimin. You look over at Jungkook, and he tilts his head, almost giving you permission to dance with Jimin. "Yeah, you should go dance Y/N," he says, backing up Jimin's plead. You're still a little bit reluctant but you finally decide to go. You were here to have fun.

"Alright then," you let Jimin hold your hand and guide you to the dance floor. 'Filter' is playing throughout the club. The neon lights pour over throughout the club. The both of you find an open spot on the spot. Jimin holds onto your waist with your back facing his. You were still a little bit tense.

"It's alright, don't be shy. Just let loose, Y/N," he says, gliding one of his hands to your hand and your fingers entangling together. He begins moving his hips and soon you're also moving to his beat. You sing along to the music, and turn around to Jimin. The both of you dancing close, and singing along. His hands guiding your hips. Your hands are in the air, vibing to the music, and letting loose.

But your hands are brought down. Someone's hands entangling yours. They bring your hands to your side. You feel someone else's hips behind you, also moving with the same rhythm as yours. You glance at Jimin, and Jimin looks behind you, smirking to whoever's behind you.

"Hey Y/N," you knew this voice all too well. It was Jungkook. He was the last person you expected. You thought he'd be in the bathroom somewhere with some girl. His hands still holding yours and his lips meeting your ear. He lightly bites your ear and trails his tongue and lips down the side of your neck. His hands let go of your hand and they rest on your thighs, playing with the hem of your already short dress. He caresses your thighs.

Jungkook's hips grind against your ass. At this point, another girl comes to take Jimin away. "Have fun Y/N," he says smirking and leaving you with Jungkook. You watch Jimin disappear into the crowd with this random girl.

"Shit, why are you so tense, baby?" Jungkook whispers. Him talking so close to your neck sends shivers down your spine. He had never been so bold before. He'd already had many drinks. But you kind of loved this new side of him.

"I'm not! What are you talking about, hmph," you say back, trying to not seem phased by his frisky actions. You didn't want him to think he was getting to you. Confidently, dancing on him, even pushing yourself more onto him. You face him, putting an arm around his neck. His grip on your waist tightens and he brings you closer.

You feel a hard bulge near your stomach. Oh my god. It was his bulge. You almost fell over. He was hard. One of his hands snakes its way to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. Fuck. You look up at the man in front of you. "Fuck, it's not my fault that you look so good," Jungkook says looking down at your lips.

"Please, you probably say that to all the girls who are willing to listen to your words," you say to him, chuckling, trying to not seem flustered.

"Huhh~ No I don't!" He scoffs. His words are elongated and dragged out. He leans closer to your neck. He plants kisses and sucks on the same spot of your neck, making sure to leave a mark for the next morning. "You know, I've liked you for so long," he says still buried in your neck. "But you're so busy all the time with your classes, I don't even think you have time for me," he says chuckling against your skin.

The bites on your neck make you feel butterflies in your stomach. "Ah-," a small moan escapes your mouth. The sound only turning Jungkook on more. Your voice was so sweet to him. He breaks away from your neck and he looks into your eyes. Your face is so red. "Wait, I didn't-," before you could finish your sentene, his lips crash onto yours. His hands gripping onto your face.

You could taste the tequila from his lips. The kiss was intoxicating. You didn't realize how much you were craving his lips on yours. Soft moans escape both of your lips into the kiss. The feeling of euphoria taking over the both of you. You glide your hand down his chest and onto the waist of his black jeans, toying with the belt. You let your hand explore further, you could feel his cock through his jeans. You rub his length through the hard denim. Deep groans escape his lips. His hand lifts up your dress up slightly to feel your plump skin. He lightly slaps your ass.

"I wish you weren't wearing any panties right now, damn. I'd fuck you right here, on the dance floor if I could," Jungkook breathes out. "Let me fuck you Y/N, I need to have you," he says, almost begging you. His hand find its way to your clothed entrance. You were so wet. He rubs you through your panties and it makes you feel all sorts of feelings. You wanted him more than ever right now.

"I want you so bad right now," you finally say. His lips crashing back onto yours, and his hands grip your ass tightly.

"I've never seen you like this, Y/N, I love it," Jungkook says as he holds your hand and guides you to the bathroom. As soon as you both enter the bathroom, Jungkook has you pinned against the counter. His lips attack your neck. You tilt your neck to give him more access. His hands work to lift up your dress. As far as you knew, you two were the only ones in the bathroom, but you didn't really care at this point. Jungkook's touch was so potent. It was addictive. The way his hands and his cold rings caressed your skin made you obsessed.

His long, slender fingers move to the hem of your panties. He pulls the thin, lace fabric to the side. His rings send shivers down your back. His lips graze yours, and his eyes lock with yours, as if asking you permission to go further.

"Touch me already Kookie~," you finally say. You needed to feel him, right now. You didn't want him to stop at all. The feeling of ecstasy beginning to wash over you. His thumb presses onto your clit and he begins to rub you. The sensitive spot causing you let our soft moans.

"You're so wet baby, ah," his fingers encircling your clit. He's making you feel so good. The sensation makes it difficult to catch your breath as his fingers continue to work your pussy. You can't stand it, you're already so wet. You want him so bad.

"Fuck me already, please Jungkook," you say between your soft moans.

"Don't worry, I will. I wanna take my time with you Y/N," Jungkook says. His fingers play with your wet slits, and soon he inserts his finger into your wet cunt. Soon, he inserts another digit. He begins moving his thin fingers in and out. He pumps his fingers faster, and the rings make you feel even better. The curves of the metal against your walls. Your arousal coating his fingers. The sight of his finger tattoos even wet with arousal turns you on so much. He fastens his pace. The sensations cause you to moan in pleasure. You're arching your back from the feeling. He's going so fast.

"F-Fuck Jungkook! I'm gonna cum," you whine as your as hands grip his back. Your arms make their way around his neck, so you don't end up falling over. Your long nails digging into his still clothed back.

"Then cum for me, Y/N," he says looking at your desperate face. The strands of his hair are stuck to his forehead from the sweat. Your walls tightening around him. His fingers getting coated in wetness. You reach your orgasm and your eyes roll back in bliss. Your mouth lets out a string of curses. He kisses your shoulders and you ride out your orgasm on his fingers. You press your lips together from all the stimulation.

Kook brings his fingers to his lips. Licking your juices off them.

"You taste so fucking good, I wanna eat you out, fuck," he says as he picks you up from your waist and sets you down on the counter. His hands quickly move your legs apart and he starts kissing your dripping cunt. You run your fingers through his beautiful hair, pulling, you want more of him. His tongue flicking over your clit. You had just cum once, this was going to send you over the edge. You could here the perverted sounds echo in the bathroom, even over the loud music outside. The wet noises that came from him slurping up your arousal and fucking you with his tongue. His hands gripping onto your thighs for dear life. Your grinded on his face. The sinful sounds start escaping your soul. You moaned his name over and over again as he ate your desperate pussy, like he'd been starving for days.

"You're a very dirty girl, you know Y/N?," he rhetorically asks before burying his face back into your heat.

"Look who's talking~," you snarkily say back at him. He wasn't one to talk since he was the one who was hard in the first place, hmph. As he continued, you felt another knot in your stomach. You rode out your second orgasm, on Jungkook's handsome face.

He comes up, kissing your lips. "Taste yourself, aren't you delicious," he says before he kisses you. You could taste yourself on his lips. The salty wetness was smothered over his pink lips. Jungkook began undoing his belt. He pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting both of your lips. He flips you around and you're leaning against the sink. You could see yourself in the mirror. You were a mess, your hair moved to the side, and the sleeves of your dress hanging onto your arms.

Jungkook rubs your ass and begins to stroke his already hard dick. He teases your sensitive entrance with his cock. His cock was wet, and throbbing. He wanted you so bad. He grinded against your wet folds, but not giving you the satisfaction of feeling him inside you.

You were getting frustrated. Your bucked your hips back, and met his eyes in the mirror. "Come on Kookie~," you teased him while moving your ass back at him.

"So eager?"

"Of course," you reply slyly.

You finally feel his cock slam into your opening. The sudden movement causing you to jerk forward. His huge cock filled you up so well. He begins fucking you, bottoming into you everytime. "Oh my god! Fuck, you're so big-," you exclaim. The sound of skin slapping together echoed along with Jungkook's moans. His deep moans turned you on so much. Jungkook pulls you back towards him. Your back facing him, and you could look at your reflection in the mirror.

You looked like a total slut right now. Jungkook thrusting hard into you from behind, and his hand curled around your neck. He whispered all sorts of obscenities into your ear. His dick is slamming into your cunt, sending you over the edge.

"You feel so good-," you manage to say between your moans and groans. You couldn't think of anything right now, except Jungkook's cock deep in you. That was the only thing on your mind. You could barely string your words together. Your ass and his hips coming together rhythmically. You could feel that you were close again. The wet sounds filled the air.

"Fuck. I'm gonna cum, babe," Jungkook said between his thrusts. "Beg for it, sweeheart" he ordered you.

"Cum. In. Me. Jungkook. Please-," you begged between his slow but deep thrusts. He groaned louder, his thrusts began getting messier. He was reaching his climax. He pressed himself deeper into you. His hands held your waist so tight, as if he was afraid you'd disappear from his sights.

"I love you so much Y/N," he says as he reaches his orgasm. The thick, hot liquid poured into your insides, and your gripped onto the edge of the sink counter.

"I love you too Kookie," you reciprocate back.

He let his head fall into your shoulder and he breaths heavily. He plants kisses on your shoulders. He lets out a long sigh, and hugs you from the back. His hands wrap around you and he kisses your cheek. He made you feel pure bliss. His hands reach for your hand, and you feel your hand being intertwined with his.

"Stay with me tonight, Kookie," you say sweetly to him. And he seems to share the same feelings that you feel.

"Anything for you, sweetheart," he says, giving you a peck on your lips.

~

this took me so long to write, but i love how it turned out. jk is so cute in this <33 i really hope ya'll enjoyed this. requests are open ^^

[drdemonprince]

something im kind of connecting the dots to re: your posts about shaming people who don’t wear masks…in ‘20 and ‘21 I spent a lot of time posting shaming instagram stories telling people they needed to mask, and i yelled at family until i was blue in the face bc they weren’t masking, having big weddings, etc. and it really created a rift (obviously) in my relationships. I’ve also spent a lot of time and energy in the past 4 or so years telling people that it’s not possible to be an ally to trans people if they still engage in any media created by jk rowling. Especially given that her anti trans manifesto has been cited in anti trans legislation in the uk, she says that she assumes that anyone who continues to engage with Harry Potter media approves of her transphobia, etc the list goes on. And yet i still see my friends going to the wizarding world of Harry Potter, marathoning the movies with their friends, going to see the new movies in theaters, and so on. Obviously my aggressive shaming posts and conversations (which have alienated a lot of people) aren’t doing jack shit. Your mask shame posts made me realize that it probably wasn’t right of me to do that. But I don’t see how I can stand up for what I believe in and show people that it’s not okay to keep doing this shit AND play nice and not create trouble. Do you have any thoughts?

Thanks for this great question and for sharing your experiences.

I think when we shame, part of it is a grappling with our own powerlessness. It feels terrible to confront that no matter how much we care, and no matter how much we plead, we cannot make another person take action. When people we love or rely on won't hear our pleas and won't take action, it wounds us so deeply, and it makes sense we react in anger or seek to shame them hoping it will make them care. But it isn't effective.

I think one of the first steps is accepting our powerlessness as individuals. We have to stop expecting ourselves to somehow persuade people to change their behavior and views, when all the research indicates that such change is rare, slow, and very hard, and cannot be accomplished on a person who does not already want to be influenced. We have to sit in the humility of not being able to make others care, and take time to grieve how badly it hurts. Our understandable and huge hurt feelings need to be processed. many of us have a powerful need to express our rage and have it witnessed by others who understand.

From there, we have to think very strategically about what kind of collective work we can do that will shift social norms, facilitate the behavior we want to see, and fight for systemic changes that will actually address the root issues.

This may be things like passing out masks at protests. Joining a local mutual aid fund to contribute to the expenses of people who are quarantining. Protesting an event space to make them institute a masking policy. Unionizing with our coworkers to demand paid sick leave. Shoplifting tests and redistributing them to people in need. Terrorizing the business leaders who dragged us all back into the office. Sharing the wastewater data. Asking loved ones about their COVID mitigation decisions in a sincere way. Organizing outdoor events for our communities. Paying for a buddy's vaccine.

There are countless ways for us to be plugged into an active community that is larger than us. The work is humble, and ongoing, and what you do personally will never be enough on its own, and you must accept that in order to believe that it does not have to be. We are in this together.

In short, I think the tough emotional realities of feeling disrespected and not cared for much be addressed by finding community with people who do care and will give us room to voice our outrage. And then we have to work together to create the circumstances that allow real systemic change to germinate.

Right now, people conflate that emotional need to express rage with the political need to take action. And what feels cathartic to do or say is not necessarily what's persuasive. There has to be room for both.

[chasedeys]

......do you have any thoughts about omega ja'marr in an a/b/o setting 🧍‍♂️🏃‍♂️

your hand in marriage. right now. idc idccccc how do you want to do this. /jk hehe i do love and appreciate you though!!! so beware this goes on and on and also has koc/jj in the end because now that screams traditional alpha/omega couple

a/b/o joemarr 😔 are you really truly down bad for a ship if you aren't thinking violently persistent thoughts of them in an a/b/o au.

i am Horrendously down bad so. i fuck so heavily with alpha/alpha joemarr because hello.....alpha pairings.......god...........'battling for control' bullshit except no they actually give it so willingly.............

BUT OMEGA JA'MARRRRRRR that's literally my shit 😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶 literally everything about him is my shit i fear. call that Obsessive.

him being not of the standard beauty looks wise or traditional omega wise because!! he's brash, he talks his shit, he works his shit, he's big and strong, he chooses his tattoos big and bold, he laughs too loud and unapologetically, he makes crude jokes, he punches alphas in the dick, he flirts with all omegas and betas and steers clear from alphas, okay well no he does flirt with alphas but only to leave them high and dry because he finds it funny (and inside hes terrified and uncertain of being with any kind of alpha) and then just laughs over it bc he's untouchable they can't bring him down at all because he's the exact opposite of traditional subservient omegas he Can and Will kick your ass if you try anything messy with him.

but he also likes the idea of being that kind of omega!! not completely bc if anyone tries to take his rights away or order him around just because they're of a 'higher hierarchy' than him he'll kill them the fuck but!! he loves nesting! loves cooking! completely and utterly shit at it at first but he obsessively pursued it bc someone put it in his head that all good omegas know how to cook and he thinks its crock shit now but back then he stuck with it because he's suchhhh a romantic at heart. he loves the idea of providing and caring a home and nest for anyone he cares for and KIDS ugh we all know how much he loves kids. joe looks at him playing with a kid and his brain melts out of his ears fearfully getting into a knothead headspace he has to reel it back in heavily.

(also something abt me even if i KNOW this person Cannot Cook For Shit in some universe i will make them A Good Cook. it doesn’t even have to be because of plot or anything literally no correlation whatsoever but i'd love to drop in a ‘ja’marr hisses at him to take his spoon away from his cooking pot of gumbo what is he an animal’ or a ‘joe pokes at his side so he’d scoot away, pouring the pancake batter in then smearing the laddle on a distracted ja'marr's hand and laughing when ja’marr yells at him’ or whatever. like i answered a bit here!! learning how to cook together so they wouldn't die of scurvy ❤️ i know they can hire private chefs damn it but who the fuck cares think of the Domesticity)

but back to the omega ja'marr he isnt always like this!! before he grew into the steel spined take-no-shit omega he is now he was a whole lot more shyer and idk uncertain during college!! sure he'd still brawl and flirt his way through etc etc but when people try to deck him down a notch because of his omega status he'd still freeze up at first! it takes time especially in this shit show of a testosterone high alpha centered sport for him to steel his spine to downright indestructible.

totally sleeps around with omegas and betas, tells alphas to fuck off liberally he’s not getting a pregnancy scare (mpreg is such a hilariously fun concept to me i completely blank out on any technical aspect of it. literally the what the hell sure lady meme.) when he’s this close to achieving his nfl dreams and fuck off okay he loves kids he knows everyone knows this but fuck offfff he hems and haws to think of anyone who would he would actually stand and also treat him right for him to want a kid with them (fuck the image of joe in his head offffff).

joemarr, specifically alpha!joe/omega!ja'marr

from college!! where they're still trying to settle into their roles the way they're comfortable with and fighting stereotypes and class expectations!! and also the year where they're all starting to be unapologetically slutty!! and joe being their star qb high alpha or some shit and ja'mar being the new freshie to sopho omega wr

ja'marr chock full of insecurities and hang ups over not being the 'ideal omega' even when he's projecting and shouting clearly that he doesn't give a shit about being the perfect traditional omega in the first place but!! doesn't joe deserve that? joe is such a good alpha that he thought was only possible in fantasy books and movies he watches obsessively when he was a kid (still do but whatever) and getting kind of blinded by this image of joe that he himself built up when joe's anything but perfect ->

he’s awkward, zero smoothness at flirting when he really cares for it, 'flirts' by staring intensely edward-cullen-esque but without the excuse of trying to read your thoughts (well no he’s trying to reach into ja’marrs head and pick him apart to get to know him better in a ‘date me’ aspect instead of just asking like a normal person but anyway), he likes spongebob and has nerdy ass interests that amuses and endears himself to ja’marr to no end, he can be pissy and foul mouthed and sure he can be such a gentleman but he’s also completely down and dirty matches all the alpha crude humor that ja’marr himself delights on, that cocky alpha full-of-himself schtick that joe is absolutely not an exception to, etc etc so basically the thing isn’t that joe is the perfect alpha, he’s the perfect alpha for ja’marr. but ja’marr doesn’t see this at first! and he doesn’t see himself as anything of worth to joe other than a wide receiver and an epically close friend! can’t even begin to think of a future involving anything of requited love with him. all because of his own head.

but the thing is: closet romantic soft-hearted ja’marr growing up loving to watch disney (think lion king lol. 'can't you feel the love tonight' starts playing and he's gone.) and cute one dimensional hallmark alpha/omega movies where the alpha is of a certain sort. but like hell ja’marr can stand a perfect gentleman who treats him like a single minded worshipper, like he's made of glass to put on a pedestal displayed and never to be touched. he needs someone who matches him fire for fire, relentless and shamelessly ambitious, doesn't flinch away from his sharp angles or make him into something he's not, and not just disgustingly bland like those in hallmark movies bland you know?? which is one of the reasons why he’s so reluctant of being with an alpha!! he doesn’t want to be treated that way. no alpha would want someone who doesn’t want to be treated that way. so he backs off completely from alphas no matter the type and finds delight in betas and omegas who are like him! having fun!! breaking norms!!

but then he meets joe and gets to know him past his initial impression of the previous points and oh no holy shit oh noooo, he sees nothing of this alpha sort he's steered clear of in joe!! he's nothing like the basic romcoms on the perfect alphas he grew up loving and idealizing and then growing to feel revolted of!! and that just fucks him up even more because damn. there’s no way that alpha is for him.

and then there's joe who looks like the perfect alpha and tries his absolute best to be the perfect gentleman except he's also such a jock and a frat boy extraordinaire, mixing in his intense chip-on-his-shoulder redshirt qb with a whole new team, his intense focus on winning a cup and proving himself, and also. absolute distraction in the form of one omega wide receiver who's so fucking loud and distractingly pretty and keeps smiling at him like that and sorry okay for staring dead eyed at you you get freaked and defensive but come. on. really? like he's struggling here and he's not saying its ja'marr's fault he's literally just breathing but fuck does joe really not come across as anyone he'd consider as someone to spend the rest of his life with?? as a partner. as a bonded pair.

joe, who doesn’t give a shit what his partner's designation is, he knows what he likes he knows what he wants but right now he’s just trying to focus on this sport he's given his all in. sure he's all down for any love coming his way he's not really planning on actively searching for it but. well. and wow okay he’s all for that ofc but he didn’t think that it would come in the form of his newest teammate who’s kind of fucked up over the whole alpha thing huh okay.

'he knows what he likes what he wants' and ja'marr? ticks every fucking box. -> he sees ja'marr being so free with who he is (later learning the hidden bits! the insecurities! the vulnerable parts ja'marr finally unclenches to let him see and joe's just on his knees for him at that point no way or want to turn back), unapologetically fiery and unbending, but also so so sweet. who enthusiastically busses the cheeks of all the little siblings who hang around the training field. who’s picky with his affections on certain things but completely incapable of not fretting over anyone with a hurt knee or shoulder or skinned elbows. who once yelled at him from across the field to quit throwing it so short the fuck is wrong with him use your fucking biceps right before running leaping laughing to him yelling good shit jay-beeeee the next minute after he catches an absolute beautiful deep ball and brings it home during a walkthrough of a new scheme. literally smitten is what I'm saying.

and on the other side ja'marr is all acting haughty and bristly at joe over his own insecurities 😔 absolutely unknowing how taken joe is with him in spite of all his own hang ups over not being 'an accommodating omega' while somewhat emotionally stunted joe of the 'incapable of showing his true feelings so he's just staring' variety struggles to court him through his own hang ups of not being a good enough alpha over ja'marr's loud exclamations of 'never fucking an alpha' and the looming and inescapable Insane Ambition and self-given sword of damocles over his head of playing perfectly and winning a natty (the ambition which ja'marr matched beat for beat btw. and that's just soooo sooo compelling to joe it kills him and fires him up inside when he sees ja'marr's eyes get as piercing as his when he runs routes and slams away dbs).

basically BOTH dumbly thinking the other is unattainable because of their own issues and they won't fucking TALK about it ugh.

also: the idea of going through their heats/ruts with the other no strings attached (but also not no strings attached bc they really do want to be attached in literally every way possible so the thought of them offering it in a casual 'just scratching an itch' thing would possibly end their life as they know it) is always in their minds but they've never once brought this up with the other because for the ACTUAL important real life shit they've never been good at communicating with each other like at all. why take the risk. why try to break their own hearts even worse than they already are doing.

BUT they're soooooo close to the point of having each other's ruts/heats on each of their calendar 🤗 casually mentioning ‘fuck my pelvis is killing me.’ ‘its the 24th isn’t it? your heats near. i got a heating pack in my locker. wait it's charged just let me grab it for you.’ and ‘im taking the week off.’ ‘oh your rut right? ready holed up good?’ ‘yeah just by myself again.’

like there’s services for heat/rut partners right. that they've recommended to each other 😭 and while it helped with the physical and animalistic levels of their heats/ruts it doesn’t completely help at all and makes it worse when it's all over. it feels wrong because the alpha/omega part of their brain knows exactly what it wants but their dumbassery is stopping them from claiming what’s theirs or some shit idk.

lending each other their used jerseys/undershirts/tees to help through the other's ruts/heats for comfort 😀 a concerning collection of it in their homes and given back with literally no mention of it because they’re STUPID okay they’re stupid men with stupid hang ups pulling themselves back from being with each other.

ALSO OKAY SO one of my favoriteeeee things about omegaverse is the scentssssssss ARGHHH love that shit to death. i have no idea what type of cologne they wear can't think of making anything up rn :(( i think ja'marr said his favorite scent was mahogany no?? non traditional omega scent etc etc. just thinking of ja’marr learning film study with joe from their little ipad and tucking closer together to see the little people in the screen better only to be hit with each other’s scent and unconsciously breathing in deep before freezing bc wait no is that weird except nobody notices the other doing the same thing bc they’re stupid.

feel free to decide how they get together lmao probably on accident tbh

i wanted to add a bit of omegas!bayou trio :)

right. so. imagine omega!bayou trio breaking records left and right (and also breaking HEARTS left and right) where people have been absolutely belittling them bc of their omega status and that burns them except they're so fucking GOOD so they spit right back at all these entitled pricks calling them all kinds of stupid shit.

joeeee beautiful perfect princess joe with the snaggletooth and chubby cheeks who's slowly building into his joe ice persona and bulldozing through with his cocky exterior! people think he's the perfect southern belle of an omega until clips of his qb training comes out and they reel back because he's literally throwing down with the o-line d-line guys, all his shit talk, all his stomping around, all his scrambling forcefully through defenses, etc etc (lsu purposefully releasing this to get the pushier traditional 'fans' to back the fuck up from him).

justin and ja'marr peacocking to the cameras (shamelessly when theyre together, but weirdly shy as hell when theyre alone. people eat this shit uppppp). (more on this below)

the rest of the oline and roster being overly protective of their trio of star omegas (not to say that there arent omegas in the o or d line!! oh my god imagineeeeee my brains melting BUT like. hierarchically. those three the big dogs. if i were more knowledgeable of the rest of their roster like terrace or clyde or pq or delpit i would totally add shit but :( idk them :(()

if it were alpha!joe with omegas!jjmarr!!!

everyone and their thrice removed foreign cousins burning in jealousy over any part of the trio 😭

how dare these two omegas bag THE hottest cfb quarterback alpha currently. what the fuck is this perfect fucker of an alpha who's all look at me i have luscious flowing hair and gorgeous blue eyes and perfect winning record and insane football iq doing with not just one but TWO gorgeous talented omegas?? fuck right offfff

no they aren't together really BUT jjmarr laughingly jokingly playing into the images the media and public force upon them because they know joe and they trust him so this piece of casual close comfort between these three that people seethe over jealously is literally because joe has proven to them that he isn't like any other pea size dick brained alphas.

joe backing them up when these two are acting up (like a little wear whatever you want babe i can fight thing you know) and they let him 'fight for their virtue' or some shit bc they love him and literally him and a select few of their lsu teammates are the only ones who can even begin to act like 'traditional alpha protectors' for them because they know they aren't condescending about it!!

pretty perfect omega justin who knows when and what to say the perfect things, flirts outrageously with everyone but also ruthlessly tells pushy alphas to fuck off and then punches their throat when they get uppity. pretty unconventional omega ja’marr who flashes wide smiles with squinty brown eyes and people fall over themselves trying to make him laugh and then stumble back in fear when they get too overly familiar with him etc etc.

(and i know i said they aren’t actually together!! BUT IF THEY WERE GRAH jjmarr tag teaming joe 😔 putting him on his back and fucking him themselves and joe being completely pliant about it 😔😔😔 completely at their mercy on the sheets and happy about it 😔😔😔😔😔 a little insane power trip for ja’marr and jj)

a bit of koc/jj omegaverse too hehe bc how could i not - (tw - mentions of sa)

perfect omega jj whos downright fucking smitten with his alpha coach who's as touchy with him as he is with everyone else so he can't tell if koc actually likes likes him that way or if he's just. like that. justin as flirty as he is and all pretty eyes and pretty smiles and pretty laughs and absolutely blooming like a sunflower right to the direction of a can't-take-his-eyes-away koc.

one random new teammate acquired on waiver or whatever leering too heavily at justin during practice and maybe he's a cornerback literally plastering himself all over justin and grabbing at his ass during walkthroughs and justin just fucking slams his elbow back to his face and breaks his nose and cheekbones and koc is instantly there flinging them away from each other. the rest of the vikings converging over the guy while koc is on justin fretting hands all over him frantic alpha brain protective haze and when justin grabs his hands by the sides of his face staring wide eyed back, their eyes right on each others' the only thing calming both of them down. justin breathily says he's fine. koc then hauls himself back towards the guy and the rest of the players automatically part away for him and boom koc rips him apart and the only one who can calm him is justin ARHGHHHH i wanna write koc/jj so badly 😭😭

in the end justin's getting his elbow tended but he’s dead quiet thinking fuck fuck fuck that just happened and then focusing more on what koc did. he knows what that means. what koc reacting like that means. a teammate (jordan?? i have no idea what the vikings player’s roster and dynamics are like :() comes to sit by him when left to themselves by the medical team. says that that wasn't justin's fault at all obviously but it had to be said, what would happen to the guy (gone forever never to be seen again), that practice is being cut short but the rest of the guys won't leave until they see him physically all right so they're holed up in the locker rooms antsily waiting to see him, and that koc is on the other side of that door unable to leave but also unable to enter the room at all. and then silence. before a cautious ‘about koc’ and justin tells him to shut up he can’t do this he's shaking he can't do this.

struggling to keep their bond (not to be confused as Bond which would be. Scandalous.) exactly as it is but something calls them towards one another like crazyyyy

and there’s more that could be explored!! beta ja’marr with a chip on his shoulder and beta joe screaming fuck you to the rigid norm of alpha or omega quarterbacks (but i fear alpha/omega is sooo it for me so). tee whom i adore to death -> maybe non traditional alpha teeeeee argrhrghhh doting the ever living shit out of omega ja’marr and joe, or omega tee who literally has the entire locker room wrapped around his finger etc etc

[sethcertified]

「 SCREAM FOR YOU ! 」 . . . 📂 10.5

scream : billy loomis, stu macher

wrd count : 491

⊹˚.⋆ synopsis . . . [name] faces death for what it is

⊹˚.⋆ starring . . . billy loomis, stu macher, & male reader

How to get away with murder was never a question I had asked myself in the past. I never craved the answer. In fact, I never even considered the possibility of knowing.

I wasn't a murderer.

I wasn't a criminal.

Even in my investigation, I never once asked myself, "How will they get away with murder?" A foolish mistake surely. Maybe I didn't ask because I knew they wouldn't get away with it, or maybe because I knew from the start they would.

But as I was carried out on the stretcher to the ambulance that's all I asked myself; "How to get away with murder?" And against all of my expectations, I knew the answer. I knew how to get away with the murder of 10 people and the fake murder of one.

I am a murderer.

I am a criminal.

I didn't deserve to be saved. I deserved to have bled out on the floor alone and in pain. If there was anyone in this fucked up mess of a massacre who didn't deserve what had happened to them it was Sidney.

Sidney wasn't a murder.

Sidney wasn't a criminal.

Sidney was just a girl who had the unfortunate fate of meeting Billy Loomis.

Voices yelled out to me as I was loaded into the ambulance. The lights were bright; blinding my already blurred vision. The unrecognizable silhouettes of uniformed bodies flashed back and forth speaking in gibberish. I was falling in and out of consciousnessness, and the possibility that I could be dying was very likely, yet the likeliness of that possibility didn't scare me. Death didn't scare me.

Death was something I wasn't scared of in the past even while I was entangled in near death situations at the hands of two blood thirsty murderers. It was something I had accepted with open arms because it was simply something I never considered to ever actually happen to me. It wasn't real. I wasn't actually going to die.

Yet as I bled out on that floor and now onto this stretcher, I recognized death for what it is. I recognized that Death is real. That death isn't a friend or a lover. That death isn't kind. That death didn't care about all the good and all the bad I had done in my life. That death is cruel. That death takes and takes without mercy and without consideration of who it was taking.

That death is blind.

My eyes closed as the ambulance doors slammed shut. The blinding light was making my headache worst, and I couldn't stand the sight of the EMTs rushing around me any longer. All I wanted was to rest.

The world began to fade out as the ambulance's engine roared to a start. I had no clear distinction of whether I was going to sleep or if I was succumbing to death. And to be frank, I could've cared less.

✎ notes . . . is he dead ? is he alive ? we’ll never know (jk I know I just want u guys to suffer) 10 ⇿ 11

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[siryouarebeingmocked]

Dr Hilary Cass: I got threats because I published a report about trans people. I can’t travel on public transit safely.

Assigned Male: Oh yeah? Did you know that your report hurt trans people? Hurt their feelings? Maybe even got some of them killed, though I won’t provide a single lick of evidence?

AM: Also, I’m going to describe your problem in a sarcastic way that diminishes your complaint.

Someone else: Yeah! She should feel unsafe.

Me: You know, if you want to convince people that pro-trans activists are not selfish, irrational, and crazy, this is a terrible way to do it.

Seriously, you are endorsing threats of murder and assault, for political purposes. Which is, y’know, terrorism. How is intimidating people who have “transphobic” views supposed to keep them from disliking you?

Your issue isn’t the actual alleged bullying, it’s when it happens to people with labels you like.

If anything, you’re just giving them - and anyone against you - more motive to see you as the enemy. 

And you’re turning Dr Cass into a martyr.

EDIT: Also, UK pro-trans activists also decided that JK Rowling was responsible for a random trans kid’s murder with no evidence, and yelled at her over it. Some of them sent her (unrelated?) death threats. The bobbies said the threats were credible.

I’m not even gonna talk about the Hogwarts Legacy harassment and paranoia.

This is not remotely constructive activism. 

This is a childish tantrum.

Which kind of makes it make sense that someone who uses a woke kid as their smug, self-insert Mary Sue thinks it’s good.

It’s also ironic that the artist - who loves to block - complained that people weren’t getting her side of the story on the tracing thing.

EDIT: Altered phrasing to be clearer, corrected first line from “death threats” to just “threats”. Added a Reddit screenshot.

[kookieswan]

Red Light - Hole in the Wall

Nightmare!Hoseok x Psychologist!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Horror AU, Monster AU, Psychological horror, some Angst as always, some small fluff.

Warnings: MC and JK drinking, mentions of harassment and injury/death- pretty tame otherwise. It should be noted that this story will contain themes of horror/psychological horror and also explore obsessive behaviors and codependency. Many characters are morally gray. Please be warned!

Summary: You had always hoped you’d make friends with your coworkers, and you technically have. You just never thought it would be over bloodshed and secrets.

Notes: Taking it back just a little bit to the night before Star Crossed Lovers. I hope you all enjoy, sorry for the very long wait 😅

This Part 35 of the Red Light series. Find the Masterlist here ♥️

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“I still don’t know how you convinced me to meet you here of all places. I can’t et say it’s my scene.” A small hole in the wall bar in the downtown area, there’s a surprising amount of people around, the drunken patrons moving around you clumsily. Eyeing Jungkook as you sit down, you watch him sip on his Jack and coke as he shrugs. He pushes another toward you as a gift.

“I knew we wouldn’t run into anyone else from work here since it’s mostly old shitbags we deal with; it seemed like the best bet. Plus, everyone’s already fuckin wasted so they won’t listen to a word we say.” Glancing around, it’s clear that everyone’s been drinking for a while. People are laughing and yelling up at the bar, others on the dance floor making a fool of themselves. It makes you smile.

“… Fair. So, I imagine there’s some background information you want to tell me that speaking of at work is a no-no. Yoongi’s outburst today wasn’t completely surprising but given how he’s been lately it did seem out of the blue.” Yoongi’s been on his best behavior for the most part, so the outburst is a little concerning. You know that there’s definitely a solid reason, Freeman doing something as small as opening his mouth gave you a decent chunk of intell.

Jungkook sits his cup down, staring into the drink for a minute. He taps the glass and then glanced around, long hair brushing his shoulders. It’s off to see him dressed so casually, but he’s probably thinking the same about you in jeans and a sweater.

“It definitely wasn’t fucking unwarranted. Imagine the worst fucking person you know, multiply it by a billion, then add two. That’s Freeman in a nutshell. He’s the dirt underneath your feet that you’ve dragged around for much too long.” You know a few people like that, but it pains you to know there’s a new addition into the group of slime balls. You sip on your Jack and coke, eyes glancing out over the bar. The light twinkle prettily overhead, properly distracting everyone from you. Good.

“I feel like a gossip for asking, but what did he do? I can only begin to imagine with how the other doctors act on our floor.” Jungkook scoffs, a look of pure disgust taking over his face. It’s obvious that the man in front of you dislikes many of the doctors just as you do, but his hate for Freeman seems to run deep.

“I can only give you my point of view for now… But, he clearly didn’t like Yoongi from the start. Was always fucking nasty to him, tossed insults, said disgusting shit disguised as a fucked up compliment. You met him, you know. I had to keep my cool, letting people in on what we have isn’t the best idea.” What they have.. You raise an eyebrow, and Jungkook raises back. Making a motion to zip your lips, you don’t say anything else and let him continue.

“Didn’t matter what we did though; he found out, I still don’t know how, neither does Yoon. It was endless fucking tourture after that; he was like a fucking monster... I’ll let Yoongi tell you the rest about him if he wants to. Not my place. You know why they keep me around though, won’t fire me?” It’s one of your biggest questions in regard to them, although the answer is somewhat obvious in your head. You lean inward, giving the guard in front of you all your attention.

“They know I’m the only one that can calm Yoongi down. They know that, I know that, and so I’m stuck there. They’ve sent an arsenal of threats my way about what they’ll do if I try to leave. Not that I would, I won’t leave him behind.” So you had guessed right. Yoongi’s a wild card, definitely unwilling to listen to just anyone. Without Jungkook, the doctors would be at a total loss. You nod, a grim half smile taking over your face.

“I’m so sorry Jungkook, that’s horrible. I wish there was something I could do but it seems I can barely keep myself afloat anymore.” It’s true; without Hoseok you wouldn’t have made it. He keeps you by king down in the depths of that place, and the other nightmares do too to an extent.

Jungkook shakes his head, quickly downing the rest of his drink. He slams the glass into the table and stretches, leather jacket squeaking slightly as he does. Scooting himself forward, the man scrunches his nose just a bit. Kind of like a mad bunny.

“It’s fine, we just never thought he’d come back. I heard he was transferred to a different facility, and then that pig Andrews took his place. But here we are over a year later with a dead Andrews and that asshat back in power.” It makes you pause, a wave of guilt washing over you even though it’s not remotely your fault. It’s not like you knew anyway but still… If you had known about freeman, you would have kept him at bay.

“… I’m so sorry. I know it’s not directly my fault, but still…” The lights flicker over head, a small sense of melancholy taking over your mind. Drinking always makes you emotional, and but you take another sip anyway. Jungkook scoffs, tugging at the hoop earring he’s wearing.

“_____, don’t blame yourself. Andrews was fucking harassing you and I’m not even slightly surprised Hoseok slaughtered him; I would have helped go in the chance. Hell, maybe he’ll kill Freeman too, I don’t think he was fond of the guy either.” You would have helped too. It’s terrible to admit, but some of the people down there just can’t be helped. It’s funny, the Nightmares you’re supposed to be testing have more humanity than the humans.

You sit in silence for a while, gazing over the bar and breathing in slowly. It’s the first time you’ve went out with a coworker after finishing school, and it’s to talk about the hell you live through everyday. The story of your life, you suppose. Glancing up at Jungkook, you think it’s some to bring it up, because talking about it inside of the facility…

“Can I ask you something? It’s not something I would likely ask at work.” Jungkook looks up from his phone, eyes wide as he nods slowly. You clear your throat, almost nervous to ask. You’re essentially prying for information at this point and it makes you feel uncomfortable but it has to happen.

“You can ignore me, and I’ll let it go, but can Yoongi… Well, does he have any… Abilities? I’ve had my suspicions but this morning was something else. I wouldn’t ask if I don’t think it was important to know.” You try not to ramble but Jungkook stares. And stares. Barely moves as he looks at you, eyes slowly narrowing as he remains quiet. It answers your question, but still, you say nothing until Jungkook speaks again.

“What do you think?” The bluntness makes you laugh abruptly, a loud laugh that nearly carries over the noise of the bar. Jungkook huffs and smiles, rolling his eyes as you continue to giggle. Well, you suppose the cat’s out of the bag now. It’s a good thing you think, you hope.

“Touché. Sorry, I won’t dig anymore. I just want to keep them safe and need to know what to look out for. I can’t ask stuff like this at work for obvious reasons.” Jungkook looks serious again after this, his face intense as he stares into your soul. With a sigh, he sniffs and starts to play with a piece of his hair.

“You’re not stupid _____.” That’s the confirmation you really needed, it all makes sense now. The rattling, shifting, things moving in the corner of your eyes. Nightmares can have abilities, and they can be wildly different.

You nod, looking down at your manicured nails as you pick at them. You don’t usually chip them this bad this early. Kissing your teeth in a very unprofessional way, you blurt out your own thoughts.

“I think they can do a lot of impressive things, more than humans can.” Jungkook doesn’t even seem remotely surprised, lips pursed as he nods, the lights flicker overhead again. How much does he know…? The question hangs in your mind, but you know that he’s been around much longer than you have, so he’s seen more. Experienced more.

“… We’re fucked, aren’t we?” The sudden question makes you grin, nodding your head slightly as you finish off your drink. Even with all the damage control you’ve been doing, somethings bound to go wrong eventually. It’s just a matter when and where. Standing up to grab another drink from the bar, you address the guard quietly.

“More than likely Jungkook, I’m much too inquisitive. Let’s see what the coming days bring.”

[mrs-monaghan]

https://twitter.com/tsukisun13/status/1663377649513930752

Man was ready to throw hands at yoongi. Yoongi getting so awkward and saying it's just a game, hobi worrying and trying to get in middle LMFAO

He literally don't care who's infront of him, if you lay a finger on his Jimin you are done 🔪

No, listen, you don't understand. This moment is iconic. ICONIC! Its is THE moment for me. Like it so high up on my list for best Jikook moments of all times. I kind u not; for me its right up there with Rosebowl and Hickeygate. Honestly. I love it so freaking much!!!

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Not only was JK soooooo so hot for this, 🥵💦But it's also a we don't talk about Yoonmin moment. Always makes me wonder if he would have gone off like this had it been anyone else.

People like to say they were just messing around. No he wasn't! JK fucking wasn't. And you can tell this by how worried Jhope was, like anon said. Look at him following JK, ready to referee if something went down. And then look at RM signaling the staff. This was no fucking joke, guys. JK was ready to rapunzel the hell out of Suga. No cap.

I freaking love this moment. Best part, is Jimin over there acting like this whole thing isn't even about him.

Like Mimi wasn't even gonna step in or nothing 🤭🤭 Doesnt that make you wonder how many other battles JK has fought for Jimin, while the latter just stood there watching like; you go baby, tell em! 🤭🤭

I love this moment. I love this moment so freaking much!! It's in my top favourites no doubt about it.

I also find this moment here a bit sus.

I think its because Jimin flinched and JK who was behind Suga, steps forward a bit. Its not as intense as the frying pan one and I dont really think he was going to do anything but still... it was something I noticed.

Then we have this. No, its not out of context. I'll get some gifs for those without TT.

V does this and JK tries to get a closer look

The other angle:

I don't recall very well but I think it might even have been a skit for the ad, but Mr. Protective over here be like; "he better not be hurting my baby"

@chicknbunny13 amazing as always for coming through with the original. As you can see JK was so distracted watching Vmin they had to yell his name 😂😂

Sidebar: look how cautious JK is and y'all wanna tell me Vmin have never thrown hands? 😂😂 moving on....

Point made, I believe. You are touching Jimin over JK's dead body. And let's not forget he doesn't react this way for other members.

Bonus.

After Suchwita all I can notice is how keen JK is when it comes to Jimin and hot food.

So here is another moment of JK not wanting hot sauce to hurt his baby. ITS 1. Domestic Jikook in the kitchen with Jimin looking like one of those classy, high maintenance wives from the suburbs 😂

JK warns him the soup is hot.

I mean, we've seen him punch a bell and beat up frozen meat for hurting Jimin so you crazy if u think JK is letting a human being hurt his man.

Thanks for the ask, anon 😘

[zeroclockk]

—⋆˙⟡ Love Your Feeling (JJK) || Drabble one

- Beat Him To Death ₊˚⊹♡

“She was crying in my arms” I say. He chuckles which makes me look up at him. “What?” I smile. “Nothing, nothing” He tells me shaking his head, with a big grin on his face “Let’s go”.

Pair: jjk x femOC, college students, best friends

Word count: 701

masterlist || drabbles chapter || taglist

!Friends to Lovers, Protective Brother, Secret Dating, Friends with Benefits, Angst, Mature content, Dysfunctional Family, Fluff, Smut, Mentions of Alcoholism and Abuse

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JK pov.

She left a while ago, her perfume still lingers in my room. I’m so fucking angry. Angry at that Taehyung dude, how dare he fucking treat her like that?

Me: Yo Cho Me: Bouta visit a friend, Wanna come with?

He knows what that actually means.

Guesung: Sure. Usual spot in 5.

Me: I’ll be there

Dressed in baggy jean and an oversized white shirt. I grab my keys and put my sneakers on. Close the door behind me quickly as I make my way downstairs.

Down the alley at the abandoned playhouse, the usual meeting spot.

“Yo Kook” he holds up a hand for me ready to dab me up. “Sup Cho” I say

“Who’s the lucky guy? Tracked him down already?” Funny how he makes me sound like some crazy assassin.

“Names Kim Taehyung” I tell him as he chuckles. “You’re kidding me right?” He grabs a cigarette out of his trousers pocket and holds the open packet out to me, offering me one as he puts on in his mouth. Rude to decline right?

“What he do?” He asks as he takes a drag of his cigarette.

“Hurt Yun” I tell him. “How so?” He’s rarely ever curious. Doesn’t care, just wants to know how valid the fight is he's about to be part of.

“Doesn’t matter, he fucked her up bad. Was crying in my arms” He makes my blood boil. I didn’t know how to respond to her. She was talking and, I practically left her on heard. I know she still likes him, so I can’t cuss him out in front of her. That would only hurt her more.

Guesung chuckles which makes me look up at him. “What?” I smile. “Nothing, nothing” He tells me shaking his head, with a big grin on his face “Let’s go”.

I just follow Guesung, he knows the way usually. Knows way too many people. Calls around a little to find out if anyone’s seen Taehyung today. And to his surprise someone has. Still at the house party, passed out. Supposedly.

We walk in, the whole house almost trashed. Rubbish all over the floor because of yesterday. People spread out across the room, completely passed out.

I spot Taehyung and my fist clenches.

He’s sitting on the couch, a girl sleeping with her head on his thigh, this man has the nerve.

I grab him by his collar, dragging him outside as Guesung follows close behind me. Taehyung is mad confused, half woken up. Slow in my grip.

“Listen, big dude” I say pushing him into the fence right beside the wide open back door of the house

“Let me the fuck go you dickwad” he tries to push me off, far too hungover to put actual strength on it.

“You’re gonna walk up to Nayun tomorrow m’kay? And you’re gonna apologize” I demand.

���Apologize for what?” God, he’s oblivious. Something snaps in my brain, my jaw clenches and I punch the fence right beside his head.

“DO I HAVE TO REMIND YOU?” I yell in his face. “DUDE. WHAT ARE YOU ON ABOUT?” He yells back, and I punch him.

“YO CHILL CHILL, I’ll apologize!” he says apologizing profusely. I punch him again, against his sharp jawline other on his eye. I wish I could beat him to death.

“UNDERSTAND?” I push him to the ground, and he nods profusely. Pathetic little loser. If that’s what will make Nayun happy. Then she can go for it.

He’s sitting on the ground. Far from being unconscious but still having proper visible wounds now scarring his beautiful face. A black eye, bleeding jaw, bruised cheek. Guess he ain’t so beautiful no more.

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Taehyung walks past us, it’s Monday morning. “Oh my god, what happened to him?” Nayun asks me. Hiding the damaged knuckles in my sleeve. “No idea. Guess he deserved it huh?” I say.

“Guess so..it doesn’t look good” I stay silent. Why the fuck does she even care? I grab my phone out of my pocket, checking it. No messages.

“Shit, gotta go” I say, having absolutely nowhere to be. “What why?” She shouts as I’m already partially run off. “Talk to you later Yun!” prev drabble | next drabble

[minologistt]

DEVOTION | JJK mini-series

in which jungkook is your friends with benefits who confessed his love for you and spends a week trying to prove his love to you.

genre fwb -> lovers

warnings jk passed out, sexual talks in public again, new pov😝

tag list -> @mochminnie

S.LIST

THURSDAY

i’m not sure how i got here.

maybe it’s because i didn’t eat much last night? or maybe i was running around in the heat with nothing to eat. whatever it maybe, it got me to this position today.

“check his pulse!”

“he’s alive just passed out!”

“get him on the stretcher asap, this heat isn’t good for him!”

ah that’s right, someone called the ambulance..

as they pulled me along, i finally opened my eyes a bit. questions were being thrown at me left and right. i turned my head side to side to try and make sense of who is saying what but it’s all a blur.

everything became clearer once i spotted a cropped knitted sweater, i’ve seen it many nights ago but i can recognize it any where. i quickly began unbuckling my seat belt.

i didn’t care about the paramedics yelling at me to return or the people staring at me with their mouths agape. i was dead set on catching up to her.

“hey sir! those flowers!” i shouted as i took out some money to pay the man for the bouquet. i kept running even as i snatched up the flowers.

i finally caught up to y/n. she was about to turn the corner but i stopped her just in time.

“you walk-“ i had to catch my breath a little. “so fast for someone who has no where to be..” i then remembered the flowers and shoved them into her chest. i watched as her face light up with what seemed to be genuine appreciation but then it fell just as soon as it came.

“what’s this for..?” she asked me while examining the flowers like they were something foreign. she looked cute while doing it, her hair and makeup today were light. i see she opted to really show off her natural hair type. unfortunately i think i took too long to respond because she snapped her fingers at me. “helloooo, earth to jungkook-“

“it’s koo, you know that,” i pouted at the usuage of my proper name.

“not the point, i asked what these are for?” she raised an eyebrow and tilted her head.

“well i wanted to apologize about yesterday.. maybe i was overreacting about namjoon, not jimin though! but you get what i’m sayin.”. i rubbed the back of my neck nervously and avoided eye contact with her. when i did look at her, she seemed at a lose for words. i don’t enjoy apologizing to anyone and she knows that, i prefer to think i’m somewhat right and move on.

“oh well.. thank you koo, that’s very thoughtful of you.. i—“ i quickly cut her off and smiled brightly.

“i love you too y/n!”

“not what i was going to say jeon.” she narrowed her eyes to a glare.

“you thought it though!” maybe i’m delusional or straight up insane but i saw something change in the way she looked at me.

“fuck you.” she walked around me but i followed behind her.

“that’d be hot.” i smirked as i put an arm around her waist.

“i’m not letting you fuck me anymore.. you’re so annoying,” she said with a roll of her gorgeous eyes. her pretty lashes fluttered as she did so.

“whaaat why not, you should totally lemme hit it, especially from the back because—“

“shut up!” she covered her ears but never pushed me away.

we continued on our path to wherever she was going but to me this was the path to winning her heart for sure!