#lisa x jungkook

[friss0n]

jennie kim┊ blackpink

❝ all i wanna do is get high by the beach.. ╱ © friss0n 2023

[bubbbii]

…Princess? Pt2

title : …Princess? Pt2

pairing : Jungkook x Reader

genre : Kpop smut, Jungkook smut, BTS smut, dirty content

warning : doggystyle, spanking, spitting, degrading, praising, name - calling, spanking, dirty talk, daddy kink, choking, multiple orgasms, fingering, very dirty content

summary : you and jungkook managed to talk and laugh with your friends without letting them know a thing about the heated time y’all had not to long ago..but things take a turn when you all are out to eat and Jungkook gets the jelly’s all over him. And you saw it. So with you and Lisa’s help you show him, who’s ‘bitch’, you are.

[REQUESTED PART 2]

!PURELY FICTION! !NOT REAL!

do not steal story or idea without permission please and thank uu :)

Let’s go <3

*it’s gonna be a long one ;)*

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“How’s the food guys?” “Good as always!? Jin is officially the chef of the group” “of course I am who else would cook for you?” they group laughed as Jin and Namjoon went up in the kitchen. Y/n and Jungkook sat close to each other, eating normally. “You think we cleaned it good?” “looks spotless” Jungkook responded to her quietly, still eating. Y/n sighed, shifting in her seat as she felt Jungkook’s hand massage her thigh to calm her down.

That’s officially Jungkook’s go to spot.

“So, have we found a restaurant for tomorrow?” “We were thinking Mexican” “Rose you were the only one babe” Y/n said, making the table chuckle as y/n smiled at Rose’s irritated face. “How about..ooh, italian?” they all looked at Hoseok and Jimin’s excited face. “How can i resist? Italian is the bomb!” “SO THATS A YES!?” Jimin said excitedly, since he was beside me he squeezed my hand making me chuckle at his excitement. “I’m in” he clapped his hands making us laugh.

“Yea let’s do it! They got reservations for 4” “Perfect!” me and Jimin said together, giving each other high fives. “Alright 4 we’ll be there by 3:50” we all nodded, continuing to eat. “So uh..we’re sharing a bed tonight?” “Jungkook” “Please?” Y/n looked at him, seeing his puppy, doe eyes making her huff. “Fine” Jungkook cheered in silence, getting up to take our empty bowls to the sink where Hoseok was.

I locked eyes with Lisa, seeing her smirking at me as she took a mouth full of noodles in her mouth. I talked to her with my eyes and she nodded, understanding me fully. Fuck, she caught on. She looked around before getting up and squatting down next to me which was in between me and Jimin. “Looks like you got your freak on” she whispered to me, smirking as I glared at her chuckling face.

“Ok..yea I - I thought i could resist!” “Y/n! Face it baby - you like him! and that’s ok!” Lisa whispered, putting her hands on top of mine. “You need to learn to stop holding onto your feelings and trying to push them away! It’s not healthy..but lucky for you, i know what’s going on” I sighed, leaning back into my chair as I thought about me and Jungkook. “Lisa..I don’t know-“ “You do know! Y/n stop fighting it!” Y/n looked at her best friend’s eyes, knowing that she was indeed fighting her feelings.

“Ok..Ok - yea maybe I am” “This could be your happy ending - don’t let the negative thoughts build a barrier of what you truly want! You want Jungkook…and Jungkook wants you too” I smiled softly, seeing him and Hoseok clean the dishes and laughing. “Yea..Yea I-I do” “Then make it happen” Lisa said, smiling at me before getting up and going back to her seat. I sighed again, remembering her words and hummed to myself.

Maybe I do need to stop fighting it.

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“Alright, i’m done you can go in there now” Y/n announced to Jungkook, going out the bathroom with her pj’s on and felt his eyes on her. She stopped at the bed, giving him her eyes. “..You ok?” “Im hard” Her eyes widened at the blunt response. “What!? HOW!?” “How could I not!? You’re fucking hot look at you!” Y/n huffed, rolling her eyes in irritation. “Cold showers help with that-“ “and releases help with that too” he said, smirking at her.

Y/n glared at him. seeing him getting himself out of under the covers and his hard cock was standing tall in his sweats. “You…are already getting on my nerve” “Love you too” He said smiling widely. She groaned to herself, slowly getting on the bed and laid beside him. “No, you aren’t getting a blowjob, you’re getting a handjob instead” “Why not!?” “Do you wanna come or not!?” “Ok ok!” She sighed, taking off his sweats and her hand made its way to the tip of his cock.

She stroked it, hearing his moans and whimpers fill the big room we were in. “Fuck..baby - oh my god. Your hand feels fucking amazing” “It should, I bet one of your bitches couldn’t do this could she?” “S-Stop that, fuck” She did rough thrusts, her hands meeting with the full balls of come every time she stroked it. Jungkook loved every minute of this, not wanting the magical moment to end. “Yes yes yes - just like that, just like that don’t stop, don’t stop i’m gonna come soon”

“Daddy we just started” “I can’t help it when you’re stroking me like that - how the hell do you know how to do this!?” “I’ve practiced my skills..just for you” he raised an eyebrow at her, making her hand stop. “Who was you practicing on?” “It won’t matter because you’re impressed and that’s all that matters, now just focus on coming” Y/n’s hand continued doing her magic and making Jungkook’s moans grow louder.

“Yes yes yes i’m gonna come, i’m gonna come” “Oh come for me you can do it” She whispered in his ear, her hand going faster and Jungkook orgasmed all over her hand and arm, jolting his hips at the sight. “Oh wow..I know that felt good” “It did, thank you” “of course” She responded, kissing him before the door was knocked on. “Y/N! Someone’s here to see you” Her eyebrows furrowed, getting up clean her hand and arm. “Who-“ “I don’t know” Jungkook cleaned himself and followed Y/N out the door and down the steps.

“Who is it-“ the man interrupted Y/N’s sentence, standing still as she looked in the man’s eyes. “What are you doing here Jack?” “JACK!? THE GUY WHO CHEATED ON YOU JACK!?” y/n sighed, rolling her eyes at Jin’s outburst as she went back to Jack. “Y/N! Hey uh..can we talk?” “Yea no she’s good” Eveyrone looked at Jungkook, including y/n looking at his eyes who were strictly on Jack’s. “And who are you?” “Jack what are you doing here!?” Y/N interrupted, going towards him with Jungkook closely behind her.

“I just need to talk to you please! In private!” Jack said, glaring at the group who was behind her. “First of all-“ “Hobi” Y/N assured, looking at him making him back down a little bit. “Talk to me here. What is it?” “I wanna get back together! Please!” “Oh hell nah” Lisa said, standing next to me. “I will be damned to witness you hurting her godamn heart again. YOU TORE IT INTO SHREDS!” “lisa-“ “NO! JACK GET THE FUCK OUT!” “WHO ARE YOU YELLING AT!?” “Aye” Jungkook’s voice echoed the room, his eyes glaring into Jack’s now nervous ones.

Jungkook got in front of Y/N, towering Jack. “You need to get out of here. Now” “Listen man-“ “You heard him” Namjoon stepped in, standing in front of the group also beside Jungkook. “Hold on now!” “We’re not gonna say it again” Namjoon said, both men crossing there arms as they looked down at Jack. “Back..the fuck up. And go back to where the fuck you came from” Jack huff, stomping to his car and Namjoon slammed the door shut.

“Let’s get to bed, we got a long day tomorrow” we all nodded, Jungkook taking Y/n’s hand up to the bedroom they were sharing and everyone went to bed.

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Y/N POV

-4 pm-

“Welcome guys! How’s everyone today!?” We all nodded, saying ‘good’ with smiles on our faces. “Wonderful can I get you started on something to drink starting with one person at a time?” Hoseok went first, ordering his stuff as I continued to look at the menu. Jungkook, of course, was sitting next to me with his hand, of course, massaging my naked thigh. “I’ll get whatever you’re getting” “You want the Strawberry Margarita?” Jungkook’s eyes widened, looking at me.

“What?” “I could get the medium and we can share” He huffed, running his hands through his hair. “I thought you were getting a coke or something?” “Ain’t no one want no damn coke what is this Mcdonald’s?” Lisa said, making me and Rose chuckle and Jungkook sigh. “Yea - alright i’ll take it” “good because you need to step up your drinking game” “I do drink!” I looked at him, seeing him look away immediately at the lie he told. “That’s what I thought. Yes i am ready!” I said to the waiter getting the menu out.

“Can I get…a Strawberry Margarita please?” “Ooh the Margarita that’s one of our favorites to make, are there any chances to the drink beautiful?” I blushed a bit ay the nickname thrown in there, me and the waiter looking at each other before i cleared my throat. “U-Uh, yes can you add more lime to that? Oh and can you make it big for 2 people to share?” “Copy that” “Thank you” I mannered, smiling at him before he went to the rest of the table.

I sighed, looking at Jungkook’s perked up face, seeing Jealousy everywhere. “You ok?” “He looked at me, jaw clenched visible and tongue poking his cheek. “Oh yea i’m good…just, planning what imma do to him when he comes back” My eyes widened, looking at Lisa who was on the other side of him. “What are you talking about?” “Y’all fucking flirted in front of me” “We did not flirt it was called accepting a compliment! Besides..we aren’t, together, yet” I said, crossing my arms.

“I know but-“ “Then my options are to kept open. Until you decide to tell me what this is i have every right to talk to whoever I want to. Besides…I know you’re talking to some other bitches too” Jungkook, slowly nodded, jaw clenching again and his tongue poking out his cheek once more. I sighed, looking at Rose as her eye widened. “Well that was intense” “Tell me about it” I whispered back, sitting back in my chair before the waiter came back with the drinks.

“Here are your drinks ladies and gentlemen i will be back to pick up food orders” we thanked the man who was passing our drink around one by one. Then he got to me. “One Margarita for one pretty lady” “Awwh thank you” I said, both of chuckling as he passed all of the drinks before leaving. I looked at Jungkook, seeing him..not, in the table’s conversation.

I cleared my throat, scooching the drink over in between us and tapped his leg. “Cmon, it’s good” I said, drinking some. “Damn…that’s strong” “Tell me about it” “Did he put extrema alcohol in this?” “It’s like he said..one margarita for one special lady” i glared at him for mocking the waiter, both of us continuing to drink the delicious item in front of us.

Soon the waiter came back and everyone began to order there food, then it came to me. “And for you my lady?” “I don’t know what I want” I said to him as he came over to me. The table rather seemed busy, not really keeping an eye on me and the waiter. Well, except Jungkook’s jealous ass. “There’s so many options I don’t know which one to choose” “Well,” the waiter grabbed our a little menu, bending over above me to open it for me. “I always have this just in case someone is having trouble ordering…and i could put it on the house if you like”

I smiled at him, seeing his generous smile back. “Nooo seriously?” “Of course Love, now i recommend-“ “She’ll have the steak..with the special sauces. With the well done cooked fries” Jungkook stepped in irritatingly, glaring at the waiter. “Is that what-“ “He read my mind haha! I actually do want that” “Perfect, you want all sauces?” “Yes please I would love to try them all” I said, smiling as he copied it on his notebook. “I gotchu, it’s on its way” “Thank you again this was helpful” “Of course love” He smiled at me before going back to where he came from.

I turned to Jungkook, seeing him already look at me. “Awwh look at you two, ‘of course love’. Ew” “Jungkook- I told you this already” “And we went over it. Y/N…I like you, ok? Fuck everything else - do you know how many bitches was in my phone huh?? I love you Y/n…I thought we agreed on that” I gulped, looking at him with soft eyes. “Kook-“ “Do you not love me!?” “Of course I love you! What kind of question is that!? I just…I don’t wanna get heartbroken again” I said, sighing before leaning back in my chair.

I felt a hand grip my thigh, trying to get my attention. “Look at me doll” I looked at him, seeing his eyes turn softly from my red ones. “I’m sorry ok? Look - i didn’t mean to turn this into a big deal, we will talk when we get home. For now,” he scooted me closer, wrapping an arm around my lower waist. “Let’s have a good time alright” I nodded, looking at him as we smiled at each other. I stroked his cheek, taking in all features. “Yea..ok” He kissed my head before drinking the margarita we’re sharing.

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The rest of the night went smoothly and the waiter actually gave me his number…but Jungkook being Jungkook took it and threw it in the trash can. We all made it back home after exploring the city and and stood around the house. “That food was crazy..crazy” “I know right!? I’m still kinda hungry tho” “Ohh i heard there’s a fair happening not to far from us!” “THE SEOUL FAIR! EVERYONE’S THERE ITS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!” We looked out the windows and saw people crowding, and a ferris wheel up in the air.

“Let’s go people!” Everyone went out in the garage and Lisa looked at me. She went to me, both of us seeing Jungkook go up the stairs. “You guys solve things, we’ll meet you at the fair and remember..don’t, fight it” I nodded before she took my things with her and left with the rest. I sighed, taking my shoes off before going up the stairs and into the bedroom we shared.

“Kook?” I called out, seeing him in the bathroom. I went in to see him unbuttoning his shirt. “Hey” He looked at me, putting up a soft smile. “Whats up” “..I wanted to talk about what happened at the restaurant today” I said, stopping the movements as I grabbed his hand. He sighed, nodding and looked at me. “I see us, of course I see us. I see us together always. And I..really wanna be with you” “I wanna be with you too! Look the waiter - the waiter meant nothing ok. Because,” my mind changed moods quick as my hands roamed against his muscular chest and wrapped my arms around him.

“Im your bitch and your bitch only” I whispered, biting my lip as i felt his hands roam my ass, groping it afterwards. “Oh yea? Repeat that?” he slapped my ass, me on the other hand did not see that coming. “I’m daddy’s bitch” “Oh i love to hear it” he gripped my throat before I kissed him, pulling him closer to me and he lift me up to put me on the bed. His hand travelled down my clothed pussy, putting pressure making me moan out loud, my hands gripping his shoulders.

“Oh she’s wet for me, she’s wet for me isn’t she” “Yes i’m wet for you, im wet for you daddy please” he started grinding on me, putting pressure all over making me moan even louder. “Yes! Yes fuck me, just fuck please” He chuckled, smirking at me as he took off every single clothing…and ripped every single clothing of mine. “JUNGKOOK WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT-“ he kissed me, shutting me up. “I’ll buy you more i did last time” He whispered, scooting me further on the bed and wrapped my legs around his neck before looking at me.

“This is gonna get..messy, real quick” “I’m excited” He responded before sucking me dry, moaning at the taste as I was on a screaming roll. Literally. “Jungkook - oh my god. What…fuck!” “What’s wrong doll” He asked as he continued to eat me out like a wild animal. “How…how the fuck - OH MY..RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE!” He continued to suck on that spot, moving his head around and tongue fuck me deeper. My hands travelled down his hair and moved his head around.

I could tell he loved it.

“Daddy..fuck!” “You’re gonna come princess?” “Stop calling me that!” “What? That’s what you are..right?” i whined, throwing my head back knowing I loved the name so much. “Come for me doll, fuck you’re soaked” My hips were squirming on its own, my moans getting louder as some turned into whimpers at my orgasm nearing. “I’m coming…i’m com-fuck!” I came all over his face, hearing his moans of satisfaction as he sucked all of my juices.

“Ooh thats a good girl, good job” He licked me clean, licking his lips as he smirked at me. “You..shit” he smiled, kissing my jaw and neck making me hum at the little pleasure he’s giving me. “Only for my special lady” I slapped his shoulder making him laugh at the joke. He rubbed his dick against my pussy, making me huff at the hard dick i felt. “You like that dick? You feel it?” he slowly put it in making my mouth parten. “Oh my god - shit. Yes yes yes” I hissed as the whole thing in me was inside and i clenched like crazy.

“Fuck clenching already” He leaned over me, rolling his hips before snapping his and fucking me roughly which sent me flying. “OH MY - YES! Yes yes yes fuck me like that, fuck me like that!” “Oh you like that? Yea my baby likes that cock she knows that little bitch couldn’t fuck her like I can, he couldn’t fuck my little bitch like i can” “No never daddy..never - fuck” He pinned me down by the hips and abruptly fucked me, the bed rocking like crazy.

He is a monster. Literally.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck - SHIT! Right there, right there daddy right there!” “Found her prostrate didn’t I” His pace slowed but his thrusts became forceful. I went crazy. His low whimpers turned me on so much, everything he was doing was…all right. He choked me, gripping my neck as he fucked me. “Daddy i’m getting close again…daddy” “My baby’s gonna come again hm? Like a little slut you’re greedy for that dick aren’t you, that dick hitting that pussy like that” His dirty talk was on another level.

i couldn’t hold it much longer.

“Im coming, im coming!” I coated his dick white, hearing him chuckle as he looked down and continued to fuck me at the same time. “Look at my baby just a cum dump tonight huh? Just being a cum dump for me. I love this side of you” He turned me over with no warning, propping my hips up and smacked my ass. “That ass is something else…i don’t know how I’m gonna control myself” He smacked it again and groped my bruised hips and violently fucked me. He’s a godamn animal!

“JUNGKOOK! OH MY GOD! I just came I just came listen-“ He pushed my head down onto the pillow, muffling my words as his moans got louder..and his pace got quicker. His thrusts…getting more powerful. “Shut up, oh my god i’m getting close” His pace got quicker, hearing his moans turn into groans. “Yesss fuck - stop fucking clenching, shit” I clenched all around him, moaning like crazy as I felt his dick fucked in and out of me. “Come in me daddy, come in my pussy daddy” I moaned out, feeling him grip my hair and yank my head up.

“You dirty fuck - you want me to come in that pussy? Filling you up?” “Yesss daddy I want it, I want it come in me!” I moaned out, looking in his eyes upside down as my pussy clenched tightly around him uncontrollably. “Oh fuck - yea i’m gonna come. I’m gonna come in that pussy - fuck” His thrusts became violent, gripping my hair harder before painting my walls white. He whimpered, fucking me slow with powerful thrusts making me whine at the sensitivity.

“Fuck there you go, taking every fucking drop of that shit” he rasped out, slowly taking it out and we breathed heavily as Jungkook flipped me over on my back. “You’re an animal…you’re a fucking animal” I breathed out, breathing heavily as he smirked at my statement. “Thank you, i know you like it” i smirked making him chuckle and we kiss softly, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“You’re so pretty…my pretty girl, she’s so sexy” He whispered, kissing every inch of my body, even making hickeys and marks over it as well. Even sucking boobs a little as well. “She belongs to me, all me and me only” I smiled at the sweet kisses I was receiving and he got down to my hood. I glared at his trouble making face as i knew what he was up to. “Jungkook no!” “i’m not gonna go rough i’ll just..i’ll take my sweet time!” “Jungkook no i’m serious!” “Please?” I hufffed, my nose flaring before he slowly started sucking my clit.

He did take his precious time, sucking with love and gentleness. “Ok..I could live with this. Just wish you did this more often” “Oh hush” He responded, looking up at me as he sucked me out slowly, lapping his tongue against the beat up pussy. Aka, Jungkook’s problem. “Mmh fuck, just like that” “Yea?” My hands traveled to his hair, pushing it back with my fingers as his tongue flicked against my clit. “Mmh i’m close, im getting close” “Come for me angel” I moaned louder, biting my lip lower lip before my hips jolting at the orgasm. “Ooh good girl, you got it” I took deep breaths, calming myself down from the 3 orgasms I had.

He licked me clean and his lips clean before sitting up straight. We looked at each other, chuckling before he kissed my forehead sweetly. “The fair isn’t far from here pretty sure they decided to walk..you wanna go ahead and go?” “Yea give me a minute to uh - get myself together after getting fucked and having 3 orgasms” He smiled at my sarcasm, kissing me softly before getting himself together.

“I’ll be at the fair, you sure you’re ok?” I hummed, nodding smiling at him. He grabbed his things and kissed me softly. “Are you sure you’re ok?” “I’m fine! Go i’ll be there to meet you all” he nodded, kissing me one more time before going towards the door. He stopped, looking at me making me chuckle at his cuteness.

“I love you” “And I love you more”

[enheeseungss]

Kpop edit• make your own kind of music

[daryj]

just lose it

28.06.2024

capas para doação aqui

[romancefranaticstay]

Cheaters get heated JK/Suga (Yoongi)

Warnings: a tiny bit smut 💋, swearing 🤬,

Category: smut 💋, fluff 💗, angst 👻

Backstory: Y/N had a long-term relationship with Yoongi, but one day he got really cold towards Y/N. He decided to break up with Y/N. He never told why he would do that, it was suddenly and it left a huge scar on your heart. You changed much, you got cold hearted…

P.S I always though that in some story’s Y/N was kinda shy and not thinking bright, so i changed that!!!

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Maybe a week went by after the sudden break-up…

You locked yourself up in your room for the past week, and it was getting unhealthy (thats what your friends said). Your friends convinced you to go out and have some fun, let Yoongi behind you. He’s in the past they all said, they dont understand how much effect he had on you. You always saw yourself as someone with a ‘golden retriever’ personality, but that all changed…

You waited infront of your house to get picked up by your friends. You alreaddy heard them from a couple miles because they were so loud. ‘Y/N WHATS UP GURLLL!!!’ Jimin said ‘ LETS HAVE FUNN!!’ You stared with a cold face. ‘Your face is like ice, cmon its gonne be FUN!’ said Jenna, she is your bestfriend, she went through everything with you side by side. You just stepped into the car, not even a single word left your mouth. ‘Lets get moving, before Y/N change’s her mind.’ Lisa said. You never understood what the hype is about bars, clubs and that stuff.

You all went in, it was so loud in there. All those people in such a small space. Jimin ran to the dance floor and showed his move’s. Lisa joined Jimin while Jenna ordered some drinks at the bar. You just sat at the bar and drank your mocktail. The music was so loud, but you didn’t care actually. You though: ‘this music is so loud, maybe mine ears will explode so I don’t have to hear the name Yoongi anymore.

Ofcourse you suddenly heard somebody say: ‘ WHATS UP YOONGI!’ Wow, what are the chance’s that he is in the same bar at the same time as you. You saw him with some chick and some friends. One of his friends Jungkook made the holl time eye-contact with you. Gosh that’s gotta be akward you though. Jenna gave you a drink that made you so drunk. Jimin and Lisa were so loud and ofcourse Jenna hyped them up. You just hitted your head many time’s on the counter so you could pass out. Suddenly someone tapped on your shoulder, and guess who stood there?: Jungkook. ‘If you keep banging your head on the counter you can lose your memory.’ ‘Well maybe that’s mine goal for today.’ you respond sarcastic. ‘Your Y/N right?’ ‘Yes and?’ ‘Heard about your break-up with Yoongi.’ why would someone start about that you though, gosh you want to get outta here. You ignored him, this was supposed to be an fun night. ‘So you are single right?’ when he said that you just stared at him dead in the eye.

‘Single, that’s the perfect definition for me.’

He giggeld

It wasn’t meant to be funny, but you kept your mouth shut.

‘You maybe want to dance with me instead of sitting here on your own?’

You know what, your single, you hated to sit here alone and Jungkook is attractive so… why not?

‘Yea, why not.’

He took your hand, and leaded you to the dancefloor. Ofcourse the next song was a slow-dance song, and to be exactly it was ‘Careless Whisper’ that played. Why would that song play in a bar? He softly placed his hands on your waist, and moved slowly to the beat. You placed your hands on his shoulders and you got into the vibe.

Yoongi saw you two dancing, and made eye-contact with you. He didn’t seem happy about it, but he was the one to break-up and he brought a chick with him. Can’t he just decide what he wants. You were devistated by Yoongi, cause you loved him. You truely loved him and you didn’t dance with Jungkook to make him jealous, you danced with him because you didn’t want to sit by the bar for the holl night.

Jungkook stared in your eyes the holl time, and holded you close. ‘You have pretty eyes, you know that?’

‘No, i didn’t know that.’

‘You know, you deserve much more than Yoongi.’

‘I also didn’t know that.’ you say while giggling a bit. Wait a second, did he just made you giggle? For the past week the only thing you could do is stare at your wall and think what you maybe did wrong.

Jungkook moved really close towards your face, but really close. So close that your noses touched eachother. Wow, he has pretty eyes and he is so sweet. He asked you to dance while you were burned out. But you didn’t want to kiss him first because it’s only been a week. But if he kissed you first you wouldn’t stop him. That was a promise you made towards yourself.

Jungkook started to stare at your lips. Then he looked at you and then again at your lips. You saw what he wanted to do. You liked what he was planning to do. With every movement he got an inch closer, and closer, and closer. And then you felt his soft lips touch yours. You closed your eyes and sank into the kiss. The kiss was slow, gentle and soft.

When you pulled out the kiss he just smiled at you. He had an adorable smile, like an bunny, so cute. You laid your head on his shoulder while still slow-dancing. His chin was resting on your head, and his hand went to your back, he hugged you tight.

All of a sudden, you saw Yoongi kissing that chick deeply. A really intense kiss, it looked very heated. You though by yourself: get a room. You tried not to tear up, but one small tear could escape your eye. Jungkook took your chin soft and lifted it up so he could see your face. When he saw a tear rolling down your cheek, he kissed your cheek. He looked over his shoulder and saw what Yoongi was doing.

‘If you want we could just leave. You can stay over at mine place if you want to ofcourse.’

Even tho your a little bit drunk, you would have said ‘yes’ anyway. Jungkook truely cared about your feelings. And there was this feeling inside you that you felt with Yoongi. But now that feeling has been given’ to Jungkook.

He took your hand and leaded you outside. Yoongi saw what he was doing and was furious, you can’t imagine how angry he was. You ignored him, you didn’t care what Yoongi felt right now. Your legs hurted, you didn’t know why. You couldn’t step quickly so Jungkook decided to carry you towards his car. He placed you in the front seat of the car and gave you a little kiss on your forehead. While he drove you to his appartement, you fell asleep. And gosh you looked adorable. He parked his car and took you in his arms. He took the stairs instead of the elevator cause he wanted to keep you in his arms for a long time. He opened his appartement and went straight to his bedroom with you.

He placed you on his bed. And he went to the bathroom. You suddenly woke up and saw him going to the bathroom. His bed was huge, it was a king-sized bed. His room was also huge and the hole room was dark instead of the bed. The curtains weren’t closed on the bed side. He came back with his pyjama’s on. He looked so beautiful, you couldn’t imagine something so beautiful full.

‘Which side of the bed do you want?’ He asked shy.

‘The right one.’

He then layed next to you, silently. It was kinda akward to be honest.

‘You want to cuddle?’ He asked.

When he asked that you hugged him tight and you burried your head in his chest. He blushed.

‘Your cute, and so beautiful.’ he said while playing with your hair. Then you looked up to see him and you couldn’t resist,… so you kissed him. And that’s how an long make-out session started. But suddenly you heard someone banging on the door…

‘Y/N, Jungkook, I know you guys are here!’ Yoongi yelled.

‘Open the door! Now!’

Did he just followed you two towards his appartement? Should you open the door? Wait, why would you? He ended it.

‘Don’t open the door, please Jungkook.’ you said.

‘I won’t, I promise.’

Jungkook stood up and went to the door and said behind the doors closed:’Y/N isn’t here.’

‘Liar, I saw you carrying her to your car, don’t play with me Jungkook.’

‘I dropped her off at her house, now go away!’ JK said.

‘I will go to her house, and if she isn’t there, you are in big trouble…’ Yoongi said calmly.

You heard him go away, and Jungkook went back to the bedroom.

‘Thank you Jungkook.’

‘Your welcome princess.’

He than kissed you slowly and hugged you tight in bed.

‘What if he sees that I’m not home?’

‘Then I’ll protect you, princess.’

You though: excuse me, i am not afraid of him. What he gonne do to me? But you just simply kissed him slow back. And you both fell asleep in eachothers arms.

PART 2 Will be soon out!!! 💋💋💋

[uhhnothanku]

Y/N Slander. Pt 2.

Alpha Mafia Jungkook x Y/N 😈☠

Chapter 1~

You wake up just like any other day, another day of not wanting to deal with anyone's shit 😒 Another day of being single, wishing you weren't cursed to be an Omega. (I have no idea how the omegaverse works💀) You go to the mirror, your blue orbs looking back at you as you put your hair in a messy bun. You never cared to put products in it, you weren't like other girls. You didn't even wear makeup. Today was the day of the ceremony. You were to be paired with a mate today... You put on an oversized hoody one of the boys gave you and walk out your house.

~(time skip)~

You arrive to the ceremony, and immediately roll your baby blue eyes... Your gaze lands on Lisa who is giggling with Jisoo. "Look at Y/N!", Lisa giggles. "She's such a pick me omg, she could never be as preppy as us.." Jisoo gossips. "She's such a toy.." Lisa says and smirks. Your eyes glow red making them stop laughing and start pissing on the wall in fear. "IM NOT YOUR TOY!" Y/N exclaims, your fangs growing and horns coming out. You'd show them... Then suddenly you hear.. "Not...your t-o-o-y-y...~" coming from behind you. You turn to see none other than Alpha Jungkook! Your eyes turn pink cuz you're in love. You tuck you messy hair behind your ear and suddenly feel so smol and petite. "J-j-j-j-j-j-j-jung..k--kookie~ I mean! Kook~" you stutter and blush in embarrassment. He gently tilts your chin up, his handsome face being met by your lightskin stare. Lisa and Jisoo go up to and giggle. You roll you eyes and flick them with your tail, sending them to France where they were doomed to becoming the rats from ratatouille. You look back at Jungkook who smirks. But then you remember ...you're just an omega... But he doesn't have to know yet... "I want you to be my wife...y/n..." Jungkook says and looks down at your 2'1 frame. The whole ceremony gasps and looks at you two. "I-i-i-i-i..." You stutter... "shhhhhhhhh... Just say yes..." Jungkook whispers and presses a light kiss on your lips. "I... I can't..." y/n whispers. "I don't think you understand...Y/N.... You don't have a choice..."

To be continued...

[missbangtangirl]

So I first want to start off with this I really honestly didn’t think I had to have said this but I guess I’m gonna have to we’re getting too damn old for me to speak on this now we know this day was gonna happen and do you honestly wholeheartedly you were going to actually date Kim Taehyung raise your hand stop being delusional, regardless if he dates Jennie from black pink, or another idol or someone that’s not famous, it was never going to be you stop with the delusions, especially with the ships with the other members of BTS no matter if your baby army or adult army grow up and if you feel like you need to leave the Fandom., then go ahead I think we need another cleanse the sides maybe I’ll be able to get a ticket for 2025 but the fact that y’all are acting disrespectful calling Taehyung a liar or being pissed at Jennie isn’t gonna do anything regardless, if they make it confirmed, official or unconfirmed her unofficial, you know Taehyung is a private type of guy, especially when it comes to his family and his love ones the fact that y’all are acting like this is disgusting. You love this man right you would want to see him happy regardless, if it’s with you or not and y’all are acting like children worse than children it was never going to be you understand that the diluted shippers can leave let him be happy. Let all the other members be happy regardless, if it’s confirmed or not, I said the same thing around this time last year regardless if Taehyung and Jennie are dating or not, or if he dates in the future, I will support him and I will always be happy for him and all the other members they deserve to have someone special in their lives. We need to start having boundaries as fans they don’t need to confirm that they’re dating. We should just be happy in general and if you cannot be happy and you wanna be disrespectful leave we definitely need a cleanse. Maybe the next time one of the members goes live to see a change in us

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[prcrstncn]

I reaally need to do this with kookie and lili

[lvesickjens]

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[vikinghunny]

Jungkook and Lisa???

Not Jungkook asking Army to dress up like Elsa for his latest show and then Lisa looking like Elsa at the Buckingham Palace event.....

[jj-one]

HATE YOU

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: enemies to lovers ? (sorta one-sided tho), college au, fuckboy!jungkook x f!reader genre/tags: smut, angst, alcohol usage, dirty talk, lowkey perverted!jk, fingering, piv, unprotected sex (oof), drunk sex, public sex (reader & jk do it at a house party), riding, video recording **pls don’t do none of this irl LMAO words: 2.7k

**old repost from my deleted blog

Hate is a strong word— at least that’s what people try and say. You meant it though, it was a word you didn’t use lightly. Especially when it came to your opinion on 99% of the male population at your school. You couldn’t stand most of them, they all just wanted one thing. Getting into your pants.

You despised hook-up culture with a passion and it didn’t help that most guys who tried talking to you were all the same. You had a special hatred for a particular individual the most though— Jeon Jungkook from your physics class. He was the most arrogant, conceited, egotistical person you’ve ever met your whole life.

Every class he would have a different girl with him wrapped around his arm, walking him to the door like he’s some kind of royalty. The way almost every girl would swoon over him just because he’s good looking was baffling to you. Yeah he may have a pretty face but does that cancel everything else out? Of course not. You’ll never understand why these women would choose to go after someone like him, you felt embarrassed for them honestly.

“Jungkook, meet me after class I’ll be waiting for you!” Some girl shouted through the door to get his attention.

He was sitting two seats from you, looking at his phone while paying no mind to the obvious screaming being directed to him. He was so full of himself it was ridiculous.

“Hey y/n, what’re you doing tonight?”

That voice startled the hell out of you. Who gave Jungkook the right to even be speaking to you right now? Looking over in his direction, you give him an empty stare.

“Why do you care?” You said harshly.

It makes no sense why he would even try talking to you, you’ve never given him any indication you liked him.

“Sheesh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today,” he chuckles, “you should pull up to my party tonight!” You wanted to almost physically gag at the wink he just gave you.

“I’m good.” You shut him down quickly and try moving on but he doesn’t let you off that easy.

“You sure? The whole schools practically gonna be there, you don’t wanna miss out on all the fun do ya?” That annoying smirk on his face was really starting to irritate you.

“I said I’m good, I’d never show up to one of your dumb ass parties.”

“I think you got me mixed up with someone else, my parties are always lit. If you have a change of heart though, I’ll make sure to show you a real good time.”

You scoff, utterly disgusted by his last comment, just about everything he said had sexual undertones to them. His humor was weird and extremely perverted which heavily pissed you off. You couldn’t wait for this class to be over.

“We’re almost here!” Yuna exclaims in the passenger seat.

You were in the back with two of your other friends as you were headed to a party. You weren’t totally up for partying tonight but ultimately your friends were able to convince you to go. You don’t even know where the party is but maybe it’s good to get your mind off things.

“Oh, by the way who’s party is this?” You ask suddenly as Lisa pulls into a driveway.

The car got silent for a second, no one answered your question. It was a bit odd to you the way they all froze up.

“Actually… it’s Jungkook’s party…” Lisa finally spoke, her eyes kept trailing away from you.

“What the fuck? Of all places you choose to go you pick him?!” You felt so betrayed.

They really drove you all the way here just to trick you into coming and now you have no escape plan. They all begged and pleaded for you to suck it up and let loose for just one night. You finally agreed but only under the condition that you want to be far away from him as possible.

“Why do you even dislike him so much? You would think he had murdered someone or something!” Your friend asks.

“I just think he’s a pretentious asshole that doesn’t deserve all the hype he gets.”

They just shrug your opinion off and get out the car. You huff as you open the door and head to the party with the rest of them.

You instantly felt claustrophobic once you go inside. There were crowds of people everywhere. Jungkook was right, everyone at the school was practically here. Loud rap music was blaring through the speakers, red solo cups scattered the floor, people getting sloppy drunk or stoned; the perfect stereotypical house party.

You haven’t seen him yet so that was a good sign and you go up to the kitchen to get drinks with Lisa. 20 minutes pass by now and Lisa was left out of your sight. You have no idea where she could’ve run off to and now you have to search the place to find your friends.

Heading outside into the backyard, your balance was becoming unstable from the alcohol in your system. You were taking shots of Hennessy back to back and it caught up to you faster than you could blink. You sat down on one of the lawn chairs since your head was starting to feel really heavy. You felt a sudden tap behind your shoulder and hear a voice that even when you’re drunk, you can sense with disdain.

“Well, well, well if it isn’t little miss ‘i’d never show up to one of your dumb ass parties!’” Jungkook teases while coming from behind you.

“Get the hell away from me!” You lean away from him to leave you alone but he only came closer.

“This is my house so I don’t need to go anywhere, if anything I think I should kick you out for being so mean to me.” His face inched towards yours further, putting you in an uncomfortable position.

You don’t know why your body felt paralyzed though, it was probably just from all the alcohol inebriating your mind.

“You know, I never understood why you actually hate me. I never hurt you did I?” He says, slightly cocking his head to the side.

His tattooed hand landed on your knee, just planting it there while keeping strong eye contact. You couldn’t speak for some reason, it was as if an enormous lump has formed and got caught inside your throat. He looks down at the skirt you’re wearing and bites his lip, playing with his lip ring.

“Why aren’t you talking? You usually have a lot to say to me, why so quiet now sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?” He continues speaking in that condescending tone of his and you’ve had enough now.

“I fucking hate your guts Jungkook, I absolutely despise you. You’re a cocky, perverted fuckboy that needs to be humbled and finally put in your place!” You snap back at him while pushing his hand away.

“Woah girl chill out, that was a bit harsh don’t ya think? Also, I’d love for you to put me in my place any day.” Yet again, he never fails to make a sexually charged comment.

“You’re disgusting, seriously get help!” You attempt to get up from the lawn chair but he pushes you back down.

“You know, I’ve always liked my girls a little feisty. I find it hot when girls yell at me.”

Either this man has a humiliation kink or is just plain stupid— either way you don’t want to be anywhere near him but he wouldn’t let you leave.

“Please just go away Jungkook, I don’t want you in my sight anymore.”

“Really? Because if that were true then you would’ve been left already,” his hand went to stroke the side of your hair “seems like you really don’t want me to leave.”

His other hand went back to your knee again but slowly trails up to your thigh and goes under your skirt this time. You were surprised within yourself that you were even letting this happen. He leans in to your face, being just a few inches away from his lips. You became almost in a trance by those pink, pillowy lips. You don’t know what came over you but you grab his face and messily kiss him. The movement of your lips colliding and syncing together as he deepened the kiss. He sensually touches your thigh while you moan into the kiss and he squeezes your thigh tightly in response. Looking around to see all the people still here when you pull away from him; you can’t fathom you just made out with Jungkook in front of all these goddamn people. You just lost all respect for yourself.

“You know I’ve always secretly had a crush on you y/n?” Jungkook admits, “I kinda like it when girls are mean to me. Or maybe I just like it when you’re mean, I haven’t figured it out yet.”

“Let me show you how mean I can get then.” You reply, staring up at him with hungry eyes.

That cheesy grin never leaving his face as he hears you speak. The tension only grew thicker and he wasn’t about to waste another second.

“Sit on my lap.” He uses his hands to maneuver you and leans back in the chair.

You drunkenly stumble on top of him, feeling him against you. Your body heat raised through the roof but this time you were sure it wasn’t because of the liquor. You straddle his lap as you go back to hastily making out. His wandering hands kept slipping down to your ass to squeeze it and you were starting to feel dizzy from the way he was kissing you. You feel his touch under your skirt to play with you some more, not caring if anyone’s looking at this point.

“I don’t think we should be doing this.. not here at least. Too many people.” You say when pulling away from his lips.

“I really don’t give a fuck, it’s my party let them watch. Let’s put on a good show for everyone, yeah?”

You know this goes beyond against every moral you’ve had before. You’re about to do the one thing you told yourself that you’d never do.

“Sounds like a plan to me.” Agreeing to go along with his narrative.

He lets you in charge now, letting you have full control over the way you get to ride him. You push your panties to the side and he undoes his pants to free his fully hard member. You didn’t realize how much of a nice cock he has, it was well groomed and had the perfect size/width.

“You have a really pretty dick, must I say.” You still can’t believe these words are being said to Jungkook.

“Thanks baby, I can’t wait for it to be in that pretty little pussy of yours.”

He drags two of his fingers down to your core and swipes in a circular motion, smearing the wet slick as he watches your mouth open wide with pleasure. His digits sink into your cunt harshly, pushing them deeper and deeper.

“Fuck! Your fingers feel too good…” you hid your face in his shoulder as he splits you open.

Your eyes hung low and your mind was hazy. Unable to think straight, you just wanted to feel Jungkook inside of you already.

“Need to fuck you nowww!” You yell, almost sounding a bit whiny.

“So do it then cutie. Come fuck yourself on my cock.”

He withdraws his digits out of you and licks the juices off them one by one. His grin would only get wider as you lowered yourself on his cock. You were so soaking wet you sunk down on him easily while resting your hands around his shoulders to brace yourself a bit before moving. Once you regain focus you slide up and down on his shaft nice and slow; making him bite his lip, moan, and curse under his breath.

“Your pussy feels so good… so tight… fuck..” his mind was going blank as you pick up a steady pace.

You were so out of it by now that you were bouncing on his cock in a frenzy. He roughly thrusted his hips back into you while you sloppily rode him. The way he filled you up felt like you were in heaven. You open your eyes for a second, forgetting that you were at a party. Almost everyone was looking at you, some people even took out their phones to record the scene in front of them. It was probably all the alcohol you drank but you didn’t even care anymore, you continued savagely riding him. You’re moaning louder as you slam down into him harder, pulling his body closer to yours. He loudly grunts from your walls aching around him, his cock was throbbing so intensely he felt himself wanting to burst already.

People were beyond shocked to see this happening, it was a wild party but they weren’t expecting all this. You try not to pay attention to everyone and focus on Jungkook so you can make yourself cum. Then out of nowhere, he spontaneously lifts you up while you’re still on his cock. Engulfing those large hands on your ass cheeks to keep you balanced and thrusts into you deep while he’s standing up. You had your arms wrapped tightly around him, you weren’t too scared of falling since he had a strong grip on you. You were taking his cock with each harsh stroke he gave, screaming out his name over and over so the whole party could hear it.

“Fuck yes Jungkook! Keep fucking me just like that, you’re so good!!” You could feel yourself coming close and so does Jungkook. Wet strands of sticky hair cling to his face from all the work he’s putting in, his eyebrows furrowed to concentrate solely on making you cum.

“Gonna cum on this cock for me baby? I feel you getter tighter ‘round me.”

“Yess, wanna cum on your cock so bad please!”

He was hitting all the spots in you just right, the slight curve of his shaft fit so perfectly in your core. Your mouth was back to being jaw locked again, feeling the heat wave of your orgasm coming through. It hit even harder when you were drunk, you felt like you were going to fall out of his arms but he noticed you slipping and pulls you up into a firmer grasp. While shutting your eyes you feel your release take over, cursing and moaning his name repeatedly like a broken record.

“I’m ‘bout to cum ….” He pulls out of you and sets you back on the lawn chair, “look up and open wide for me.”

You open your mouth eagerly for him, he gives his cock a few pumps before releasing his white creamy load into your mouth. You swallow every drop of his cum and stick your tongue out for him to show your empty mouth. He smiles at the pretty sight of you and goes in to kiss you once again.

“This is fucking insane!” One of the random people at the party says.

You recognize the person since they’ve been watching you from the start. To say that you and Jungkook left everyone at that party speechless was an understatement.

“You know people were taking videos of us right?” Jungkook says cautiously.

“Yeah… it’s probably going to end up all over social media now, if it hasn’t already. Oh well, like I care!” You shrug nonchalantly.

Oh you’ll definitely care when you sober up.

“Let’s get outta here?” Jungkook zips his pants back up and takes his hand out for you to grab.

You hold onto him and balance your wobbly legs to stand up. You were both severely drunk but he held his liquor way better than you did. For the rest of the night, the party continued and you ended up finding your friends. They soon found out about you were doing and how you fucked Jungkook in front of everyone there, they were all completely taken aback. You went from hating his guts to him destroying yours— guess that’s one way you can end a burning hatred for someone.

[romancefranaticstay]

Cheaters get heated PART 2

Warnings: smut 💋, swearing, fighting

Category: smut 💋, fluff 💗, angst 👻

A/n: this is the first time I make a serie, and actually write stories. Feel free giving suggestions!! 💗💗💗

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The next morning…

Your yawning and you feel a little bit dizzy because of your drink last night. You forgot to tell your friends you left the bar, but it isn’t important now because your hugging the most caring man in the world.

‘Goodmorning princess.’ he said while giving you a kiss on the head.

‘Goodmorning Prince Charming.’

‘Am I your prince now honey?’ he says smirking.

Gosh why he smirking like that, it’s funny. But also really attractive. You get really dirty minds, but no you try to set it off.

‘Yes you are mine prince, mine hero sweetheart.’ you kinda feel weird saying that, but it feels good saying that to him.

He kisses you slowly on the lips, gosh he’s so romantic. His pyjama is so tight, you want to rip it off him,… but you don’t cause your to lazy.

‘What your thinking about princess?’

‘Nothing, nothing…’ why would you say that in such an suspicious way!

Jungkook smirks, and that’s when you realize he can see through you. He starts kissing you slowly but heated. His hand behind your head, for support. You place your hand on his chest, while your deepening the kiss. He taste so sweet, he give’s you an hole buffet. He make’s sure your comfortable and he place’s you on your back. It’s your first time having sex with him, so he wants to make it special. There is no hurry. He gets rid off his clothes so fast, you didn’t even realize he was alreaddy naked (just for you).

His kisses are getting really wild, you can’t control yourself and you moan in his mouth. He love’s to hear you moan just for him.

‘Your moans are like music to mine ears.’ so romantic.

He wants to pull your skirt off but as a gentleman he is, he asks: ‘Can i?’ You nod.

When your skirt is off, he pulls your panties towards your ankles, while he’s kissing you. You feel his hard cock against your thigh. He first rubs your clit.

‘You like that do you?’ yes you like that, but you can’t make an sentence anymore. The feeling is just overwhelming. You can’t stop moaning, even when he’s just starting.

‘Your so beautiful, so beautiful. All this just for me.’

Then you feel his hard cock against your clit, he slowly pushe’s it in your pussy.

‘J-Jungkook-k.’ you moan.

He slowly move’s in and out. The pleasure you get, it feels like a dream, but it’s real.

‘Say mine name, princess.’

‘J-JungKook-k.’

After that, he goes fast, really fast but still soft in a way. Let’s say you are really lucky. He tucks your hair behind your ear. He kisse’s whenever he can, whenever he wants to.

‘So wet for me, i am lucky.’ he says while kissing you.

When you feel your about to ‘cum’, you can’t say anything, their are no words in your vocabulary. It’s just to much pleasure. You moan just so hard that he understands what’s going on. He smirks again, you think: gosh he looks so idiot when he smirks like that, but he’s mine idiot.

‘Can’t hold it no longer princess?’ You simply nod.

But then suddenly you two hear really loud knocks on the door.

‘Open the dam door Jungkook!’

Jungkook ignore’s it, he wants you and the moment. Nobody can interrupt it now. Jungkook starts moaning really loud, you find him so adorable. You love the way he handels. You play with his hair. You truely can say, that you’re in ‘love’.

‘I am gonna cum, princess, cum with me.’ he says moaning.

The moment you both cum is so magical, you both moan as loud as you possibly can. He rest his forehead on yours and breaths heavily.

‘Jungkook!! Open the door!’ you both forgot someone was knocking on the door. Luckily the door from Jungkook has a peephole to look through. Guess who you both see standing outside, ofcourse it’s Yoongi.

‘Where is Y/N, now!’ he sounds furious, but why?

‘What the hell do you want? Like i said she isn’t here!’

‘Don’t lie to me, I heard someone inside ur dam appartement!’

You weren’t scared of Yoongi, but you just had sex, your tired. You don’t want to go outside. It’s also to cold so… you pass.

‘Jungkook ill just ask what he wants, i am the professional okay?’ Jungkook rolls his eye’s ‘Wait ill get an towel really quick.’ You went to get a towel for you and Jungkook to cover yourself. The towel is a little bit lose around your body, but what are the chance’s it will fall?

‘Yoongi, what do you want from me? By the way shouldn’t you return your chick to the farm?’ Jungkook whispers in your ear:’Good one.’

‘I know, I am funny.’ you answer back.

Yoongi is frozen when en sees you in a lose towel and his mouth isn’t functioning.

‘I-i, w-why you at Jungkook’s appartement? And why ur wearing a towel?’

‘That’s none of ur business.’

Yoongi expression is so cold, your freezing over there.

‘You know what, I don’t have time for this right now.’ you just slam the door in his face. That was really strong from you, but deep DEEP inside you feel guilty. You know he broke your heart but theirs something about Yoongi that give’s you goosebumps in a good way.

‘Want to go back to the bedroom?’ Jungkook ask smirking. You actually don’t want to anymore, not because you don’t love Jungkook. But because of the guilty feeling that’s toring you apart. The best excuse you have is: I have to go to work, it isn’t clever but it works.

‘I can’t, I have work, sorry.’ you say with an innocent voice.

‘Go dress up princess, I’ll see you tonight then.’ again smirking.

For work you wear a black skirt, a white collar, a black coat and black talons. You look very sexy, we all need to be honest. You give Jungkook a kiss goodbye, on his cheek. And you go out the door.

You work as the ceo of Chanel. Your a real fashionista. You like ur work, cause all your friends work there to. When Jimin, Lisa and Jenna sees you, they run towards you.

‘GURLL, where WERE YOU?! We were WORRIED!’ Jimin says.

‘We though you got kidnapped!!’

‘Cmon nobody can kidnap me, I would kick their ass!’ you answer Lisa.

‘Yea sure.’ Jenna laughs.

‘Excuse me, you think ur funny? I am strong!’

‘You can’t even open a bottle of water!’ Lisa laughs.

‘That’s different, by the way Jimin goes to the gym and he can’t do that either!’

‘OMG HURTFULL!’ Jimin shouts dramatic.

Your friends are really chaotic, and that’s why you love them. But their also idiots.

‘By the way we heard that Yoongi is looking for you… and he is not happy..’

The one thing you hate about ur job (now), is that Yoongi works there to. It’s gonna be hard to avoid him.

‘Why? And why is he angry?!’

‘I don’t know, he has no reason to it!’ Jenna says.

‘Yoongi is officially NOT COOL.’ Jimin says.

Jimin can be sometime’s a real teenager.

‘Imma head-out y’all!’ but so do you…

People think it’s really weird, cause they heard about the break-up between you and Yoongi. You don’t seem sad, but you actually are. You never show your true emotions, Yoongi knows. That’s something you have in common. You both show only your emotions to people you trust.

You enter your office and start working. Sometime’s people come in and say ‘we’re really sorry about you and Yoongi’ or ‘I hope your doing well’ always the same sentence’s. You try to get Yoongi out of your mind, even tho Jungkook seems so lovely so caring. It’s different. But you can’t turn back time now, you alreaddy slept with Jungkook.

You try to avoid Yoongi at work, and your friends help. Everytime they see Yoongi they’ll shout ‘DONUTS’. People are really confused why they shout the hole time donuts. But you forgot that Yoongi isn’t stupid, because everytime you see him, they shout donuts. Or everytime he sees you, they also shout donuts. So one moment, your at the lounge (place were people hang-out) during your break with your friends. And suddenly Jenna shouts: DONUTS. So you excuse yourself out of the lounge, but this time Yoongi follows you. He is not running but he is a fast walker. So while ur trying to get to your office as fast as possible you hear footsteps behind you. You don’t understand why he follows you. Why did he became obsessed with you after the break-up? You see your office and you go through the door. But when you turn around to shut the door and lock it. Yoongi come’s actually running in.

You aren’t scared but it’s weird. He is really fast and strong, so when he come’s running through the door he grabs both of your hands and pins them on the wall. With his leg he close’s the door.

‘What is your problem Yoongi?!’

He just stare’s at you, he looks through your soul. He pinned your hands above your head. And he just looked at you. His eyes were so pretty, but he broke up and then he kissed some chick. Why is life so difficult? He then puts his hand against your cheek and keeps staring. He tucks your hair behind your ear. The silents make’s this moment so uncomfortable but special.

He sighs ‘Y/N, mine heart is bounded with yours.’

That was unexpected. You actually still love him, but it’s wrong. If you leave Jungkook, he can just leave you again, and again…

You hear your friends at the background shouting your name. Yoongi whispers in your ear:’your mine baby.’ He let’s go of your hands and leave’s your office. You just stood there against the wall, shocked. Your friends then come in your office after seeing Yoongi leaving it.

‘WHAT HAPPEND?!’

‘Tell me what that sick bastard did to you!’

‘Did he touch you?!!!’

They all shout. Your poor ears. You couldn’t bring any words out your mouth, you we’re to stunned to speak. Your mouth still wide open.

‘Don’t you see she is shocked?! Give me a dam chair now, so she can sit!’ Jenna says.

You sit on the chair. ‘Did he touch you, yes or no?’ Ofcourse you will lie: ‘No.’ ‘Oof, tell me if he would ever touch you!’

‘Why are your eyes so wide, what happend?’ Lisa asks.

‘I think I still love him…’ you feel embarrassed because it sounds so stupid. But love is blind, never forget that.

‘No, no, no.’ Jimin shaked his head ‘Don’t do that to yourself.’

‘He’s right Y/N, he dropped you like a brick. And the brick landed on your mental health.’ wise advice from Jenna.

‘Girl I know you love him but come on, he is a bastard!’ Lisa is right honestly.

‘Imma just continue working, you guys…’

‘If you need use, call use okay, shout or something, okay?’ Jimin says while hugging you.

‘I will, bye you guys,,,’

Jimin and Jenna leave’s but Lisa stays.

‘Y/N don’t do stupid things okay? Call me and I can set you up with some guys! I got your back girl!’ She says smiling. Then she leave’s and your still in shock. His grip was so strong, you couldn’t get out of it. You decide just to go to Jungkook, he’s like a shoulder to lay on. You sneak out of your office and you go downstairs using the stairs. When you go outside you see Yoongi waiting. He sees you going downstairs and you two make eye-contact. ‘Dammit’ you swear under your breath. Should you call Jungkook to come pick you up? Cause you came here walking. ‘Be strong Y/N, be strong.’ you say to urself.

Luckily there are many people on the street walking, so you just walk past him. The hard part is behind you. You are walking but Yoongi follows you. You are now a bit scared. You decide to call an cab.

‘Cab!’ You shout when one passing by. Luckily it stops. When you wanted to go in, Yoongi said:’ Can i also use this cab?’

You wanted to say something but the driver says:‘Ofcourse mate.’

You two sit awkwardly together. The driver is concentrating on the driveway. Suddenly you feel his hand gripping yours. What if you said you want to get out, would that be embarrassing? No just do it, it’s now or never.

‘I will leave here.’ You pay the driver and step out. But Yoongi doesn’t stop, he also pays the driver and follows you again.

Your almost at Jungkooks apartment, and you see Yoongi nowhere. You knock at his door but no answer. Dammit he is not home. You forgot he has also an job. Then suddenly you see Yoongi walking towards you. What do you do? Punch him? No, you don’t want to ruin his perfect face. What do you need to do?!

Part 3 coming soon!!! 💋💋💋

No copying, no remaking, xoxo

[oddinary4bts]

Chasing Cars | ch 13 (jjk)

☆summary: when your brother goes to study on a semester abroad, your life collides with his best friend Jeon Jungkook, who's coincidentally your roommate. Will you survive the collision, or will you crumble into dust?

☆pairings: brother's best friend!Jungkook x younger sister!female reader

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, some chapters have mature content)

☆genre: forbidden love?au, college!au, slice of life!au, smut, angst (as usual a lot of it), fluff

☆warnings: college anxiety, angst, Gabrielle, Lisa, alcohol, cursing, mentions of cheating, a frat party, explicit content: implied sex

☆word count: 8.9k

☆a/n: more angst oop- I hope you guys like it :') thank you to @moonleeai for beta-ing, you're the best <3

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If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Chasing Cars, Snow Patrol

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Friday, August 30

Summer came and went. Like everything in life, it became just a moment in time, a short movie consisting of flashing scenes of friendship and fun and sun, of pools and tanning and hikes. Summer was perfect, summer was healing, yet summer couldn’t heal everything.

Summer hasn’t healed a doe-eyed boy from your heart, but you think it’s okay. You think, perhaps your love for Jungkook is just everlasting, another one of those memories you know you’ll cherish for the rest of your life.

You reckon, if you were to have kids one day and they’d asked you who your first love was, you wouldn’t be able to answer their father.

It will always be Jungkook, no matter the bitterness and the pain of the ending.

It’s his necklace you wear on your heart every day after all.

You’ve worked all summer, amassing money to cover your expenses for the year. You’ve gone back home with Taehyung for a week your mother had off, and you spent it camping like you did when you were kids, gaze getting lost in starlight and sun rays on the water, reflections of light that left afterimages on your retina.

Much like Jungkook is an afterimage on your heart. Never fully erased, yet the pain isn’t as sharp anymore. Like the time soothed its edges, reminding you of the good part, allowing you to let go of the bad.

The first news you had of Jungkook this summer was stories posted on a Saturday evening, of him and Lisa and friends in New York City. Turns out Lisa landed an internship at an architect firm in New York through her father’s connections, and turns out it was all she needed to be welcomed into Jeon Jungkook’s world over there.

You’d been jealous back then, bitterly so. Yoongi, bless his heart, had forced you to hang out at his place, claiming the empty room needed to be repainted before Namjoon moved in for the semester. It’d been a good distraction, and by the end of the weekend, you’d realized that Jungkook was allowed to have friends, to move on from your idyllic moment in his life.

It hurt, but it was a sign of healing.

You got closer to Yoongi over the summer. Learned all about his past, about his high school and how his parents were supportive when he came out, yet reluctant when he brought his first boy home. He’d told you how he met Hoseok in his last year of high school despite not attending the same school, and how their friendship had immediately blossomed.

Only to wither in April, when Hoseok had chosen to leave. None of you or your friends have had any news of him since then, like he wiped his existence from all of your lives like it was nothing. It’s been hard for Yoongi, harshly so, so you’ve made sure to always be available for him, too.

Namjoon and Nabi’s relationship didn’t suffer such a fate. They’ve only been growing stronger over the summer, proof that despite Namjoon getting out of his relationship with his ex and jumping in the one with Nabi right away, they were meant for each other. In truth, you’ve never seen anyone love each other like Namjoon and Nabi do, and maybe that most of all has healed your bleeding heart.

There has to be someone out there who’ll love you like you’re the one who paints his every sunset. 

Seokjin wasn’t on the receiving end of such a relationship. He’d confessed to Ria halfway through the summer, telling her that he couldn’t do the see-saw anymore, that he needed everything or nothing, and in good Ria fashion, your friend ran. She ran and ran, until Seokjin told her he was ashamed of having believed she deserved to be loved.

The blow has been hard on Ria, and she hasn’t been with anyone since then. Hasn’t mentioned Seokjin once either, but you know that, whenever you go out, he’s the one she’s looking for. 

The strangest part of this summer happened on a random Tuesday evening when you’d just come home from work. Taehyung and Ariane, ever so the lovebirds, had been hanging out in the living room when you’d crossed the threshold. Taehyung’s gaze had shot to you, and he’d uttered words you think have been carved into your brain.

“Did you know Jungkook is the heir of JJS pharmaceuticals?” 

You did. You knew about his father’s company - he’d told you once when you’d been lying with your head on his chest, one of the rare times he’d talked about his family after your weekend escapade to New York.

But you knew Jungkook’s existence had been mostly a secret, his father refusing to announce his existence to the world because Jungkook had refused to study at an Ivy League College.

At the confusion on your face - or rather, the masked pain you’d been hiding for weeks and months - Taehyung had added, “There was a conference press, and he’s all over social media.”

He was. You found out quickly enough, articles and articles about him showing up on your Instagram as well. You’d seen pictures from the press conference: though his father had been smiling wide, Jungkook had only been staring at the camera, like he’d wished he could disappear.

You don’t know what led him to accept a position at his father’s company before he’d even graduated, but you knew then and know now that it had to not have been his choice.

So indeed, summer came and went until it became just a memory, and the new semester now looms over the horizon, a reminder that though your skin might have been sunkissed these last few months, it’s now time to return to reality.

You’re sitting in the kitchen, indulging in Buldak noodles as you read a book about Faes and High Lords and a Night Court. You’ve started reading again over the summer, another way to escape that helped fill your breaks at work when you didn’t go out for lunch with your coworkers. It was nice to reconnect with your previous love for reading - indeed, you’d spent years in middle school and high school getting lost in fantasy and dystopian worlds, and recovering this part of you might have been another way to heal.

It’s reminded you that every story is worth telling, even those that don’t end well.

So you sit at the kitchen table, halfway done with your noodles, when the front door opens and closes. 

“Hello!” you greet out of reflex.

Taehyung and Ariane were out shopping for groceries, and though they haven’t left a long time ago, you assume it’s them coming home.

“Do you need any help?” you ask as no one replies, which is strange.

They’re always talking about everything and nothing, joking around like they’re the only people in the world. It’s something you do find cute, but that always grates your nerves in all the wrong ways.

Where Nabi and Namjoon have been making you feel hopeful when it comes to love, Taehyung and Ria have made you jaded too.

The silence prolongs, and you don’t even hear them taking off their shoes. You furrow your brows, wondering if they’re trying to prank you. So you put your book down even though you are in the middle of a good scene, and you push up from the table, heading towards the kitchen’s doorway.

You reckon, maybe you should have expected it. You’d known he was coming back at some point - he still has a year left of college. But you didn’t think he’d show up on an early Friday evening, clutching his duffel bag and standing by the door like he’s a guest in his own home.

He’s changed. The first thing you notice is that he’s changed: he doesn’t have the eyebrow piercing anymore, his hair is shorter - almost entirely shaved at the sides - and though he still has the lip piercings, he looks different than what you remember.

As if a few months was enough to blur your memories of Jeon Jungkook, and the wound you’d thought to be healed over the last few months reopens, pouring liquid lava on your entire body until you think you’re burning, and not in a good way.

He’s dressed in all black, like some things don’t change after all. He looks more built than he was last semester, like he’s gone to the gym a lot more over the summer. His tattoos have also changed - they’ve been coloured, some of them, as if he tried to put colours back into his life.

You hope it worked. But when you hold his gaze, the heaviness making you want to disappear through the floor, you think maybe it didn’t work at all.

“Y/n,” he greets.

His voice has changed too. Or maybe it’s just the emotions, maybe it’s just the fact that the last thing he ever told you were those words in the letter you keep hidden in your night table, words you’ve romanticized every night trying to fall asleep.

Not that you would tell anyone.

“Jungkook,” you reply in the same tone.

He nods once, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and then he takes off his shoes. You watch him, dumbly standing in the doorway, and he shoots you a look once his shoes - black boots that look far too warm for the summer - are off.

“How are you?”

His three words throw you off. They make you feel like last semester might have been a construct of your imagination, but then again you hold that letter too dearly, and the memories of him have been your favourites for months now.

“I’m okay,” you reply, nodding once. “How are you?”

He pulls on his piercings, the gesture familiar yet so different than how you’ve been imagining it every night. “I’m chill.”

He starts to walk towards his room, but he stops halfway there, glancing over your head into the kitchen. 

“Want something to eat?” you ask, and you wonder if he hears your heart as it picks up in your chest.

You see the moment he spies the Buldak noodles on the table. He smiles softly, with his eyes first, and you think maybe this is it.

Maybe he came back home.

Came back home to you.

But then his features fall, the smile vanishing and darkness invading his gaze. He shakes his head no, nodding towards his room. “Thanks, but I gotta unpack.”

You watch him walk the rest of the way towards his bedroom. He turns the knob, pushes the door open, yet he freezes there. His shoulders tense, and even though you don’t see his features, you know he wants to say something else.

You hope he will, hope he’ll say something that might mend the bridge between the two of you. That might erase this abyss between you and him until the ending disappears.

You know it’s because you haven’t seen him in a long time. Know that, when it all comes down to it, you wouldn’t go back to him - he broke your heart, and you’d be a fool to return to him. But you like to imagine that you would as he stands there, that you’d run to him if he turned and said the right words.

But he doesn’t. He sighs, and then he walks into his room, shutting the door softly behind him. And as he disappears from view, you feel yourself stumble, like you’ve taken a hit right to the chest. You lay a hand over your beating heart, almost expecting to feel blood trickling through your fingers.

As if he’s just broken your heart all over again, torn it from your ribcage. Yet it breaks - you didn’t think he still had that power over you.

Hell, you thought you’d been moving on.

You walk back into the kitchen, the room spinning around you. You drop in the chair you were sitting in before, eyeing your book. And though you want to get lost in the fantasy world again, you’re bleeding out on your chair, pain burning along every single one of your nerves.

How are you supposed to share a roof with the one that broke your heart?

The answer is easy. You can’t.

You need to get out of here, and quickly.

Monday, September 2nd 

Your first day back to college is long. You’ve got two classes - a morning and an afternoon class, both of them three hours long. 

When the second one ends - luckily half an hour early ‘because it’s the first day’ as the professor said - you make your way out of class with Nabi. She’s typing away on her phone, likely asking Namjoon when he’ll be home, yet she follows you as you head to the dorms.

You’ve been crashing at the girls’ dorm over the weekend, as you try to figure out what you should do. You haven’t figured anything yet - Taehyung’s been telling you that you shouldn’t move out, asking if it’s because of Ariane moving in, and though you’ve been good at avoiding mentioning Jungkook, there’s just so much you can do before you burst and admit that it’s because of him.

But it’s okay - Nabi’s been staying with Yoongi and Namjoon, so you have her bed all to yourself, and Ria and you have been treating it like a massive sleepover, doing face masks every night and getting mildly drunk on Saturday.

Nabi sighs as you walk towards the dorms, and you throw her a look. 

“What’s wrong?”

“I feel like this semester is about to be the worst,” she admits, slightly shaking her head. “Namjoon basically confirmed it.”

You hook your arm with hers, resting your head on her shoulder. “Baby, it’s fine. We’re in this together.”

“It’s easy for you to say, you’re the top of our class.”

“And you’re the second,” you remind her. “We’ll be okay, I promise.”

She nods, heaving out a heavy breath again. “Is it bad that I’m already anxious?”

You don’t reply right away, as you pass through a group of engineer students gathered in front of a class, most likely getting ready for an evening class. An evening class on the first Monday… 

You feel bad for them.

“It’s not bad,” you reply once you’ve finally walked past. “It means that you care about your grades. You just need to not let it eat you alive.”

“I think I’m just realizing that getting into med school might be harder than we thought,” she says with a sigh.

You stop, tugging on her arm so that she stops too. “No, I’m not having any of that,” you tell her. “We’ll both get in, Nabi, I promise.”

“Are you sure?” she asks, folding her arms on her chest.

“Yup.” You nod forcefully. “Dead serious. And after that, it’s smooth sailing until residency. And then we get a residency together, and we become sexy doctors.”

“Bruh,” she lets out, and she chuckles.

You’re happy your distraction works because you truthfully didn’t know where you were headed with it. “I promise!” you insist. “Give us a couple of years, and we’ll have our own practice.”

“You want to be a surgeon, and I want to be an ophthalmologist,” she reminds you. “Not quite sure we’d practice at the same place.”

You shrug, and you start walking towards the dorms again. “To be fair, we’ll probably both end up at a hospital. We just need to find a way to work at the same one.”

She purses her lips. “That sounds doable.”

You smirk mischievously. “Damn right.”

*****

Nabi ends up staying with you and Ria at the dorm for a couple of hours after class, and you order takeout that you eat sitting in a circle on the floor like you usually do when you do pre-drinks before a party. It’s fun, more chill than a pre-party gathering, and Ria tells you all about how she ran into Seokjin on campus today.

“He didn’t even look at me,” she admits. “What a dick.”

You exchange a knowing look with Nabi. “Maybe he didn’t see you,” you try.

“He ignores me when we all hang out together too,” she points out. “He’s doing it on purpose.”

Nabi scrunches up her nose. “Yeah… you did lead him on for months.”

“Not my fault if he fell in love,” Ria grumbles, her gaze dropping to the rice bowl she’s eating.

“It might not be your fault, but you still led him on,” Nabi pushes.

Ria huffs a breath, scoffing, but she doesn't say anything. She never really does when it comes to Seokjin anyway.

“Why are you so against the idea of being with him again?” you ask.

The scalding look you earn would put a dragon to shame. “Because I don’t want to be in a relationship,” she says, sounding like you a year ago when your friends had been pestering you about Hoseok.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

“We all know he’d treat you like a goddess though,” Nabi says. “The guy’s a hopeless romantic.”

Ria rolls her eyes. “Cringe.”

You playfully push her, and she bursts out laughing. You don’t miss the way her cheeks have dusted with pink though - and neither does Nabi - but you don’t mention it.

You have a feeling Ria is lying to herself more than she’s lying to the both of you, but you’d never dare tell her. She’ll figure it out on her own or not, and that’s what being in college is.

You try stuff; some of it works, and some doesn’t. 

Jungkook invades your thoughts, your chest aching all over again. You reach for the peach at the end of the chain, playing with the pendant mindlessly as if that can tame the ache, push it back to the back rooms of your mind.

It barely works, yet you manage to be able to let go of him after a few deep breaths, and a prolonged silence of Nabi staring at Ria while the latter is solely focused on eating. Your unease went unnoticed, which you reckon is a relief.

Confiding in them about Jungkook has helped over the summer, obviously, but there are some things you want to keep to yourself. Because Jungkook deserves the centrepiece in all of the secrets you’ve ever held - he was the grandest of them all last semester after all.

Still is, considering you’ve been lying to Taehyung about him all summer. Not that you really had to lie. You just avoided mentioning Jungkook, staying vague about your semester while Taehyung told you everything about Paris. 

And so you end up saying goodbye to Nabi when she decides to go over to Yoongi and Namjoon’s apartment - Namjoon was quick to take Hoseok’s old room, seeking to leave the dorms once and for all - and you and Ria watch Demon Slayer, her favourite anime.

Coincidentally one of Jungkook’s favourite animes too, not that it matters.

You sigh - reminders of him are everywhere lately, and though you have been moving on over the summer, the ache has been revived. You wonder what he’s doing right now. Is he at home, watching anime or playing video games? Is he hanging out with Taehyung, with Jimin and their other friends? Or is he locked up in his room like he was all of Friday, before you fled the apartment?

It shouldn’t matter to you, but it does. Because Jungkook will always matter: he meant too much to you. Still does, and you don’t know what to make of it.

Ria sighs, pulling you out of your thoughts as the episode finishes. You glance at her - you’re lying side by side on her bed, a laptop in between you to watch the show.

“What’s wrong?” you ask her.

She purses her lips, shrugging, though it proves to be awkward considering the position. “I don’t know. It’s just… Is something wrong with me?”

A concerned crease appears between your eyebrows. “Why would you say that?”

“I don’t know…” She pauses, gaze still focused on the laptop screen as if she can’t bring herself to meet your own. “Why am I so opposed to relationships? To love in general?”

Oh. 

“Oh Ria…” you let out.

“Don’t,” she warns. “I don’t want to be pitied.”

You press your lips in a tight line, nodding once. She chuckles, and then she starts the next episode, like she needs a moment to collect her thoughts.

“It’s just…” she says as Tanjiro fights a demon, the fight continued from the last episode. “I’m aware that Seokjin would be good for me. I enjoyed spending time with him too. But the second he mentioned feelings…”

“It turned you off,” you complete for her.

She nods. “It really did.”

“Why do you think it did?” you ask, even though you know it has to be because of her ex.

She sighs deeply. “That’s the thing. I really don’t know. I had a loving family growing up, so I can’t blame it on that. I had friends too, good friends, but then when my ex cheated…”

“It broke the part of you that could trust easily,” you say. “And it’s understandable, and totally valid.”

“I guess so…” she trails off. “I just feel like letting someone in is too much of a vulnerability.”

“That makes sense,” you say. “You like being in control, and you feel like being in a relationship would make you lose control.”

She glances at you, eyes slightly narrowed. “Sometimes I swear to God you sound like a therapist.”

You laugh - it’s not the first time you’ve been told that. Yoongi said so last semester too, when you’d helped him get over Hoseok.

“Don’t ask me for advice though,” you say, scrunching up your nose. “I don’t think I’d have any good advice.”

“Not to be mean, but after what you put yourself through last semester, I don’t think your advice would be really helpful,” she teases.

You widen your gaze. “That was mean.”

She pouts, offering you puppy eyes. You push her on the shoulder, and she rolls on her back, laughing. “No, but seriously,” she says. “I don’t blame you. You fell in love, and that’s not your fault, is it?”

You remain silent, not wanting the conversation to turn to Jungkook. 

“I’m sorry,” she apologizes after a few seconds of silence. “You’re right, that was mean.”

“You’re not wrong, though,” you reassure her. “I saw all the red flags and chose to ignore them.”

Ria turns on her side again, facing you. “That’s love for you. Everyone ignores all the red flags the moment they start having feelings for someone else.”

Like Seokjin, but you don’t say it. You highly doubt she needs to hear it.

“Cheers to that,” you say, though you are void of any beverage at the moment.

You’ve left your water bottle on the floor, too far to reach from where you’re lying in bed.

“You know what we should do?” Ria says a while later, when the episode is coming to an end. “We should go to the party on Friday. The one Dave’s frat is hosting.”

The name Dave rings an extremely distant bell - you think you went to a party hosted by his frat last semester, but you’re not quite sure.

“I thought we were already planning to go.”

Ria looks at you, mischief slowly filling her gaze. “We should go and find some cute guys to forget about all of our problems with.”

You laugh. “Men aren’t the solution to everything, you know that, right?” you tease.

“Oof. They’re the root of the problem most of the time, I know.” She pauses, purses her lips. “But we’re due to have fun. You know Nabi and Namjoon will come for an hour or two and disappear anyway.”

“What about Yoongi?”

“We’ll find him someone too! He deserves it.” She nods, clearly convinced that her plan is the best she’s ever come up with.

And Yoongi does, you think that out of the three of you, he’s the one that deserves a healthy relationship the most. 

So you nod your head, saying, “It’s going to be lit.”

You can only hope that it is and that you don’t end up crying because of a certain doe-eyed man you should have let go of months ago.

Friday, September 6th  

[11:17 am] bröther👽: just letting you know that Gaby is in town so Ari will be staying with her [11:17 am] bröther👽: come home

The texts Taehyung sent to you in the morning sit unanswered on your phone. Mostly because you didn’t know what to say - he still firmly believes you’ve decided to move out because of Ariane, and you think it might have killed a possible friendship with her in the bud.

If only they knew why you truly left. It likely wouldn’t be any better - Jungkook would be dead in a ditch somewhere, and you’d be grounded by your older brother like you were when you were in high school.

You know Taehyung is likely only going to grow suspicious if you ignore him, but you really just don’t know what to say. He’s likely going to be at the party tonight - you’ll make an effort to speak to him, to reassure him, and then you’ll disappear with your friends.

That is, if Jeon Jungkook isn’t with him. Because if Jungkook’s there, you’ll avoid Taehyung like the plague, no matter if that might make him even more suspicious.

“I literally cannot physically wait,” Ria says next to you, and you shoot her a quick look as she puts mascara on.

She’s going all out tonight, and you wonder if it’s because Yoongi mentioned Kim Seokjin will be in attendance. Obviously, you don’t want to attract her ire, so you don’t say it, but you reckon Seokjin has been a ghost in every conversation since last Monday.

Much like Jungkook has been, but you’ve been good at pretending he hasn’t.

“I really hope they’ve stocked up on free alcohol,” you say, knowing you’ll need it, mostly because if Taehyung is in attendance, then Ariane will likely be, and so will Gabrielle. 

Your heart sinks in your chest at the thought - you haven’t told Ria, not wanting to ruin her enthusiasm. 

“Do you want to curl your hair?” Ria says as she finishes with the mascara. 

You shrug. “Nah, I think I’ll keep it natural,” you answer. “But you should curl yours.”

She narrows her gaze, staring at herself in the mirror. “You know what, yeah, I should.”

You chuckle, and then you both busy yourself getting ready. You apply more makeup than you usually do, only because you know it’ll be a mask you’ll use all evening.

Does Gabrielle even know about your existence?

You finish getting ready, stealing from Ria’s closet to get dressed. You settle on a pair of black leather pants, along with a black crop top t-shirt that hugs tight to your frame, revealing just an inch of the bird tattoo you got done on your right ribs in May.

You stare at the ink, thinking about Taehyung’s reaction. He’ll likely be pissed at you, but you’re done caring. If he wants to be mad, then so be it.

“Your ass looks amazing in this,” Ria compliments from behind you, and you snort as you turn to look at her.

She’s wearing a sage green corset that leaves little to the imagination. You compliment her in return, and she winks at you, before suggesting to down a couple of shots before leaving. You immediately agree, and you’ve got a light buzz by the time you leave the dorms, heading to the frat house.

It’s already crowded by the time you get there, the loud music having attracted all the party-goers on campus. The front lawn is cramped, and Ria grabs your hand, pulling you through the crowd to head to the house proper.

You make it to the hall, and luckily enough, there aren't as many people here. You’re able to navigate to the living room, where Dave - he really is the guy from last semester - finds you, offering drinks to the two of you.

You grab a beer, not trusting the questionable punch that Dave claims was prepared earlier today. Ria follows your lead, and you clink bottles with Dave, who admits he has no clue what’s in the punch when you’ve all taken your first sips.

“Bruh, why were you trying to sell it to us then?” Ria asks, eyebrows raised.

Dave laughs, shrugging his shoulders. “Colton said it was good.” 

Colton… you wonder if it’s the same Colton that had warned you about Jungkook once.

“And we’re supposed to trust Colton?” Ria teases.

Dave winces. “Not really, no, he’s already drunk.”

Ria nods as you take a sip of your beer, the bitter liquid heady on your tongue. You turn your head to the side, noticing a very distraught Yoongi walking into the living room, followed close by an even more distraught Seokjin. You wave them over, and Ria and Dave both turn their heads towards the new arrivals.

You notice Ria tensing from the corner of your eye, and Seokjin looks just as uncomfortable as he stops next to you. You hug Yoongi hello, and he doesn’t let you go right away, whispering in your ear, “This place is a shitshow, I don’t think we’ll stay.”

You pout as you pull away. “We said beer pong,” you remind him.

He rolls his eyes, though you know he’s always liked playing beer pong. So you manage to convince him to go for at least one game, though you know you’ll have to wait in line for a while before it’s your actual time to play. It makes for an awkward waiting - Ria and Seokjin are both ignoring each other, and Yoongi and you are standing in the middle, trying to engage in conversation.

You’re finally on the side of the table when you recognize your brother’s laugh, a sound you were sort of hoping not to hear in this crowd. You look to your left - he’s by the garden doors that lead to the backyard, Ariane cuddled up against him, and you think the girl standing with her back to you has to be Gabrielle.

“Shit,” you let out.

Yoongi furrows his brow at the sudden curse. “What’s wrong?” You motion towards the door, and his eyes widen. “Is that who I think it is?”

He knows about Gabrielle. He’s stalked her with you, during one of your many downward spirals, and Gabrielle has that kind of aura that is all too recognizable, even if you’ve only seen her once in a picture.

“I think so,” you reply, and Ria finally leans in to join the conversation.

“Is that Gaby?” she asks, loud enough for the people around you to hear.

You tap her arm, giving her a warning glance, though you’re pretty sure no one’s actually listening. Even Seokjin didn’t glance towards you at the outburst.

But Taehyung notices you, and you quickly turn away, pretending to be focused on the game unfolding on the table in front of you. There’s one cup on the left, three on the other side, and the girls playing are clearly more talented than you: they both shoot it in the lone glass when their turn comes, hugging as they shriek in happiness from their victory.

“Let’s go,” Ria says, and she pulls you to one end of the table as soon as the girls have moved. 

Yoongi and Seokjin take the other side, even though Seokjin truly does appear like he wishes he wasn’t here, and you put the cups back into their spot, reorganizing the table.

Your brother appears next to you before you start, and you offer him a tight-lipped smile.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asks. 

“Me?” you let out, your voice uncharacteristically high. “Nothing.”

“You’ve been ignoring me,” he says through gritted teeth, the typical Kim temper flaring up.

You grab the neon orange ball Ria hands you, shrugging your shoulders. “I haven’t. Just been busy.”

He clenches his jaw, yet remains silent as you focus on the table, preparing for the first shot, the one that determines who between you and Ria or Yoongi and Seokjin will play first.

You’re against Yoongi, so you know you’ve already lost when you shoot. To your surprise, Yoongi misses, his ball bouncing off on the side of a cup. Yours flies way off the table, and you wince.

“That was trash,” Taehyung comments.

“Thanks,” you fire back.

Ria and Seokjin throw, and Ria surprisingly manages to get the shot. You clap your hands as she offers you a thumbs-up.

“Seriously though,” Taehyung asks, handing you the ball that Seokjin threw. “What’s wrong? Why did you move out?”

“Hold on,” you say. 

You take a deep breath, trying to push the anxiety of his questioning away, and you throw. The ball stays on the table this time, bouncing right next to one of the cups.

“Honestly it’s just so that I can spend time with Ria,” you answer, motioning to your friend. “She’s going through shit.”

Ria tenses next to you, offering you a quick glare before she focuses on shooting, unfortunately missing the cups.

“Oh,” Taehyung lets out. “I thought it was because of Ari.”

Speaking of Ari, you don’t see her anywhere near. You wonder where she went off to - are you lucky enough that she and Gabrielle left the party?

“Not at all,” you reply, and then you focus on the game as Seokjin and Yoongi prepare to throw. They both make it into a cup, and you clink your almost empty beer with Ria’s, taking a long sip before you move the cups to the side. “Ari’s super sweet.”

“She’ll be relieved when I tell her so,” Taehyung admits. “She was saying she could leave if it was an issue with you that she moves in with us.”

“It really isn’t,” you reassure Taehyung, feeling momentarily guilty for making Ariane feel like that. “I’ll probably come back eventually too.”

Taehyung’s eyes light up. “That’d be sick. We need to start doing Taco Tuesdays again.”

Taco Tuesdays. You’d forgotten all about them last semester - you’d spent every Tuesday last fall eating tacos with Taehyung, Jungkook joining once in a while. It was a tradition you’d had growing up with your mother too - when she wasn’t too busy working.

“I’m down,” you reply, and you get ready to throw.

To your surprise, you make the shot, landing it in the first cup at the front. Ria throws hers, and it bounces on the rim of one of the glasses before Seokjin catches it expertly. 

“Is Jungkook coming tonight?” you ask.

Everything stills inside of you. You don’t even know why you asked - you didn’t even think about it before the question fell. But then again, you think it makes sense that Jungkook would invade your thoughts now. 

When does he not?

Ria throws you a curious look at the question, though you don’t miss the disapproval in the furrow of her brows. 

“JK?” Taehyung says, as if he wasn’t sure. “I don’t think so. He says he wants to focus on college this semester.”

You nod curtly, getting ready to defend your cups as Seokjin and Yoongi throw. To your luck, they both miss, and you let Ria shoot first as you focus on Taehyung again.

“Makes sense now that he has to work for his father’s company, no?” you say, trying to sound as if you don’t care.

As if Jungkook is not the center of your universe, still to this day.

“I guess so,” Taehyung comments, and you throw, entirely missing the table again.

Ria lands hers in a cup though, which leaves four cups in front of the boys and three in front of you and Ria.

“I still can’t believe the motherfucker is rich and he never told us,” Taehyung adds.

You get the feeling. You still think New York was a fever dream - even more so now that you’ve lost Jungkook. The thought makes your heart ache in your chest, and it trickles down your body, burning all along the way.

“It’s crazy,” you let out, and it sounds just as flat as you feel - like maybe your heart just flatlined in your chest.

Taehyung makes a non-committal sound, and you’re able to focus on the rest of the game without any interruption. You evidently end up losing to Seokjin and Yoongi, and you shake hands with the boys, congratulating them for their win, even though you’d all expected it. 

“I’ll go get something to drink,” Taehyung says when you finally glance his way again. “Stay away from the punch.”

And then he leaves, and you mimic him as he walks away, raising your middle finger to his back. Ria snorts next to you, and you laugh along with her.

“He’s making me want to have some of the punch,” she says, and you laugh harder.

“Hard pass,” Seokjin says, and Ria stiffens next to you. “I tasted it, and it tastes like piss.”

“Wouldn’t even be surprised if someone pissed in it,” Yoongi says. “This party is…”

“Juvenile?” you provide.

Ria laughs, though it sounds a little forced. “It’s fun, stop.”

She sounds just as unconvinced as you think she seems, yet you all don’t mention it, which you reckon happens a lot around her lately. 

“I think we’ll head out,” Yoongi says after a few seconds. “Want to have a beer back at my place?”

“And disturb the lovebirds?” Ria answers. “No thank you.”

Indeed, Namjoon and Nabi chose to stay in tonight, and you don’t have to use a lot of brain power to imagine what they might be doing right now, when they finally have full privacy in the apartment.

“Right,” Yoongi lets out. He winces, then shrugs his shoulders. “Guess we’re stuck here for a couple of hours, then.”

He says that in Seokjin’s direction, who runs a hand on his forehead before nodding. “Can we at least go outside?”

“Sure. You girls coming?” Yoongi asks, motioning to the backyard.

Ria doesn’t even wait for you to reply, instead tugging you towards the garden doors. You stop her, glancing over your shoulder. “I actually really have to pee, but I’ll join you guys outside?”

She narrows her gaze in suspicion, and you furrow your brows. She leans in, whispering, “Are you trying to leave me alone with Seokjin?”

You snort. “Not at all,” you reply, patting her hand on your arm. “I genuinely am just about to pee myself. You know how I am with beer.”

She fake-gags, and you playfully push her as she bursts out laughing. “Ayt, we’ll be outside.” 

You wave them goodbye, and Seokjin awkwardly waves back before following Yoongi and Ria. You chuckle at the sight before heading to the bathroom, which you think is probably on the second floor.

So you make it towards the staircase you see in the corner, squeezing through the crowd and apologizing all the way, though most people are too drunk to even notice you. You successfully make it to the staircase, and you walk around the group of girls sitting on the steps, making it to the second floor unscathed. 

“Bathroom?” a guy who clearly looks like he belongs to the frat asks you.

You almost startle at the unexpected question, though you recover quickly, nodding your head. 

“Last door on the left,” he tells you. “I think someone’s in there right now though.”

“Should I not wait then?” you ask.

He chuckles. “From what I saw when I exited it was just one girl alone so, you should be good.”

“Thanks,” you answer, offering him a small smile, and he nods once before heading down the stairs, though he quickly realizes that it might be too big of a feat. He indeed just plops down on the stairs, striking up a conversation with the girls there.

They look like they know him, so you walk away, heading to the last door on the left. You lean against the wall outside, pulling your phone out of your pocket. 

No notifications greet you, so you push it back into your pocket, right as the door unlocks, and then opens.

You freeze, just as much as she does. Both of your gazes widening, until she lets out a small, “Hello”, the word heavy with a French accent.

Of course, the girl in the bathroom had to be Gabrielle.

“Hi,” you reply, and you try to smile, though you’re not sure it works.

“You’re Taehyung’s sister, aren’t you?” she asks.

You nod curtly. “The one and only.”

She smiles. “Thought so.” There’s a pause as she doesn’t move from the doorway, and you just wait, awkwardness filling every inch of you. 

Her next sentence throws you off the axis you’ve been spinning on for months now, and you just stare at her in disbelief. 

“You’re not with Jungkook tonight?” she asks.

You feel hot and cold at the same time, your heart rate picking up uncomfortably in your chest. Your palms turn clammy, and you wouldn’t be surprised if sweat appeared on your temples.

“I’m sorry, what?”

She frowns. “I thought Ari said…” she trails off, and then she shrugs her shoulders. “Whatever.” She smiles gently. “I’m happy he’s got you now.”

You think your eyes are bulging out of your head. They have to - the conversation isn’t making any sense, and you aren’t drunk enough to blame it on the alcohol.

“What?”

Her frown reappears. “Aren’t you two dating now?”

You laugh. It’s a sad, pathetic laugh, and Gabrielle looks at you like you’re crazy.

“He cheated on me with you,” you say. “Why would I be dating him?”

The frown falls, replaced by utter surprise. Her mouth opens on a silent ‘Oh’, like she wants to say something but doesn’t know what to say. It takes her a few seconds to collect herself, and then she says, “Non mais putain qu’il est con.”

You don’t speak French, so all you can do is cock an eyebrow quizzically. And then she lets out a small disbelieving laugh, shaking her head.

“I told him to tell you,” she says, and she closes her eyes, pinches the bridge of her nose. “But he’s really stupid sometimes.”

“I’m sorry?”

She offers you a small smile bordering on pity, and you brace yourself for what she’ll say next.

“Fille, I’m gay,” she says. “Jungkook was always only pretending to be my boyfriend so my family wouldn’t know. I didn’t know about you when I kissed him in Paris, and I only kissed him because Ari was growing suspicious.” 

You think you’re frozen in place. Like, stared into Medusa’s eyes and turned to stone frozen in place. All you can do is stare at Gabrielle, unblinkingly, as her words spin round and round in your head, caught in a dizzying tornado you can’t follow.

“I told him to tell you,” she repeats, and she sounds far too apologetic for the erratic beating of your heart. For the realization that she just hit you with.

You think she hit harder than a physical slap would have.

“What?” you say, voice small and weak and oh so broken.

Months. You’ve been breaking for him for months… and for what? For a promise he refused to break, one that would have explained everything in a way that would have made you work.

You would have forgiven him, no hesitation. Hell, you reckon you would have told him you loved him, would have told him you wanted to be with him from now on until you turn to dust.

But he had to choose to respect a promise he made years ago, to an ex that wasn’t really an ex after all, was she?

Just a friend from high school.

She was, after all, just a friend from high school.

She nods. “Yeah. He told me all about you.” She smiles again, though this time it’s just sad, like she knows just how shattered you are over this man. “I was rooting for you two.”

“He didn’t tell me,” you whisper as if Gabrielle hadn’t already pieced that together. “Why?”

She sighs. “He’s stupid,” she says as an explanation. “He’s the kind that’ll sacrifice himself if it means helping someone else. I suppose you know that already.”

You nod, because you do.

He sacrificed himself for you last semester when you got home crying on Valentine’s Day. And he sacrificed countless parties over his promise to Taehyung to look after you.

And he sacrificed you to protect Gabrielle’s secret.

“Holy shit,” you let out.

“Talk to him,” she says softly. “Go talk to him now. I’m not letting him lose you over me.” She scoffs, the frown she’d sported earlier returning. “I should have realized before. That he didn’t tell you. I’m sorry.”

Your gaze widens, and you shake your head no. “Oh, no, don’t apologize. It’s not your fault.”

It’s not your fault if he broke my heart.

It’s always just been his fault, hasn’t it?

But then again… you know now. You know that he never cheated on you, that he was right when he was saying that it wasn’t what you thought it was. 

You know that he was there, with you. That he felt for you what you felt for him, that he was chasing cars around your head, too.

And if there’s a chance you can salvage that, repair two hearts in one stone, you know you have to do it.

“I have to talk to him.” You say the words with quiet conviction, and Gabrielle nods, offering you an encouraging smile. “Fuck.”

“Go to him, fille,” Gabrielle says. “And tell him he’s an enfoiré for me.”

You highly doubt you’d be able to repeat that word, yet you still say, “Will do.”

And then you take off, entirely forgetting that you had to pee. You have one goal in mind, and it’s to run home, where you know he has to be according to what Taehyung said. You don’t even stop to text him, to confirm that he really is.

No, you run down the stairs, through the crowd and outside. The front lawn isn’t as crowded as earlier, and you easily make it to the sidewalk, skidding to a halt just long enough to change direction. 

And then you’re running home. Running home to him, your heart beating wildly. For the right reason this time. And as you run, lungs struggling to get enough oxygen in, thighs burning with heat, you feel infinite. You feel like you’re a star in the sky above, or maybe the moon returning to her lover. You feel like a bird soaring high, like a dolphin riding the waves.

You feel young and old and small and big, all at once. Like nothing is ever going to stop you again. You feel in love, you are in love, and after all the months of suffering, you reckon it’s the most beautiful feeling you’ve ever experienced.

You didn’t know you could sprint like you are right now, yet even though your body is straining, you’re not slowing down. You’ve pulled your phone out of your pocket to make sure it doesn’t fall as you run, yet you don’t slow down.

You can’t slow down anymore, not when your gravity finally aligned with his again.

Like it was always meant to be. Because it’s always been meant to be you and him, hasn’t it?

You make it home in a record time, climbing up the stairs… only to realize you don’t have your keys. They are back at the dorms, but it’s too late.

You try the door, and to your surprise, the doorknob turns, and you barge into your home, barge into this life with him.

You catch your breath as you stop in the hall, doubling over when you realize you’ve actually ran - sprinted - for nearly a mile. You’re lucky the frat house wasn’t further away - you highly doubt you would have made it home if it was any further.

“Y/n?” Jungkook says from his bedroom.

You straighten, trying to catch your breath. And the second your eyes land on him, you know it was all worth it.

Every single second of suffering was worth it to be here with him tonight.

“Jungkook,” you say in between two heaving breaths.

He’s shirtless, his honey skin just as warm as you remember it to be. He’s in fact only wearing grey joggers, and his hands are lost in his pockets like he’s trying to look nonchalant.

The concern on his features tells you he, as a matter of fact, isn’t as nonchalant as he’s trying to appear.

“Shit,” you let out. “Jungkook.”

“Yes?”

You laugh. You know you might look crazy, but you literally just ran a mile for this man, and each foot was worth it. 

The grandest journey of your life, wasn’t it?

“She told me,” you say.

He cocks an eyebrow. “What?”

“Gabrielle told me everything.” You surprise yourself by blinking away tears, and you let out a small laugh as you go to dry them.

Jungkook remains silent, just staring at you with horror slowly inching into his gaze. You don’t know how, or why, but it only occurs to you then that he might not be alone right now. 

“Kook?” you whisper, unable to say it louder.

Not when you’re slowly crashing down from the high.

“Y/n, I…” he trails off. He closes his eyes, head hanging low. “I wasn’t expecting this.”

You gulp as you swallow. “Yeah, huh.”

You look down, noticing a pair of sneakers you’ve never seen before.

It takes all of the courage you can muster up to look back up when the door of the bathroom opens, revealing a dishevelled Lisa, in only a t-shirt you recognize all too well.

You’d used to sleep in that t-shirt, too.

Lisa sees you after you see her, turning beet red. She’s naked under Jungkook’s shirt, or at least you think she is.

You assume she is considering that he’s shirtless too.

“Oh,” you let out.

Choke out might be a more appropriate word. Because you’re crashing, and you’re crashing hard. Hitting the wall at 120 mph, splattering on it until there’s nothing left of you. Nothing left of that hope you’d found at the party, the hope Gabrielle had so kindly gifted you even though she owed you nothing.

Someone’s screaming. You think someone’s screaming - is it just in your head?

“Hey, Y/n,” Lisa says awkwardly. “Didn’t know you were here.”

“I live here,” you reply, voice empty of any emotion.

She purses her lips, nodding once, and then she hesitantly walks out of the bathroom. “I’m sorry I… I didn’t know you’d be here tonight.”

Neither did you. Neither did Jungkook - it would have saved everyone a whole lot of breaking if you’d known. 

If you’d known that having hope for Jeon Jungkook was futile and useless. 

How could you even think you were meant to be with him? There is no universe for you and him out there. Just different worlds of breaking. Because it’s all your soul knows how to do - all your soul knows is to break for him, to shatter and crash and fracture for the man standing in front of his opened bedroom door.

“No worries,” you say, though this time your voice does wobble.

This time, the pain does colour your tone in heartbreak blue.

Jungkook just remains silent, like he’s suddenly gone mute. You think it’s better like this - if he were to say anything right now, you think you’d likely break down here. Instead, you take a deep breath, pat your pockets and say, “I think I forgot my keys at the party.”

Unable to help yourself, you glance towards Jungkook once. He meets your gaze - he looks infinitely pained, the heartbreak stark on his features too. There’s some reassurance in knowing that he’s breaking, too. That you’re doing it together. 

Heartbreak isn’t as lonely when you’re doing it together. 

“How did you…” Lisa trails off, but she doesn’t finish.

She falls silent, clearly hearing the screaming in your head too.

You’re outside a second later, carefully closing the door behind you. Carefully severing the rest of your relationship with Jungkook, until all that is left is the memories.

You take a step back, looking at the door, thinking he might open, might come see you.

Thinking he might be your home after all.

But he doesn’t, the door staying stubbornly closed. You get the message - your souls were never meant to merge. The songs that you thought were about him, about you, about the two of you together, they were never about you. You were never meant to lie down and forget the world with him. 

Or maybe you were, but it came with an expiration date.

You reckon you and Jungkook have always had an expiration date. You just forgot tonight, became blind to it thanks to false, treacherous hope. And so you leave, walking down the stairs as you blink away the tears that are clinging to your waterline.

You embrace the heartbreak, let it sweep through you until you think it’s all you’ve ever known. And like a true companion, the heartbreak carries your steps through the night.

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