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CINEMA'S BEST SWEATERS â Part 1 (Part 2)
Basic Instinct (1992) · Let's Make Love (1960) · Scream (1996) · The Big Lebowski (1998) · Lucky Number Slevin (2006) · A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) · The Holiday (2006) · The Devil Wears Prada (2006) · While You Were Sleeping (1995) · Home Alone (1990) · Good Will Hunting (1997) · 21 (2008) · Sweet November (2001) · Knives Out (2019) · How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) · Ocean's 8 (2018) · The Matrix (1999) · Mystic Pizza (1988) · Bridget Jones's Diary (2001) · Clueless (1995) · House of Gucci (2021) · The Lighthouse (2019) · When Harry Met Sally... (1989) · Awake (2007)
#cinema#costume design#cd#gif#gif: parallels#*#filmedit#userleo#underbetelgeuse#userrobin#moviegifs#dailyflicks#userstream#chewieblog#userbbelcher#fyeahmovies#userfilm#cinemapix#useroptional#the big lebowski#a nightmare on elm street#the holiday#the devil wears prada#home alone#good will hunting#how the grinch stole christmas#bridget jones's diary#clueless#when harry met sally#i tried to focus on the ones that look like they could be hand made or something really iconic. this took so long to make and for what?????
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Red Velvet Cheesecake
#cake decorating#cake#baking#dessert#sweet treats#sweet tooth#snacks#munchies#red velvet#cheesecake#toya's tales#style#toyastales#toyas tales#summer#september#kitchen#holiday food#home cooking#cooking#food#foodporn#foodie#dining and entertaining#dining#brunch#bake sale#bake a cake#bundt cake
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Eldritchrune - Dreemurr of Sacrifice
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Story Setup Eldritchrune Masterpost
Back in the light world, Asgore is still dealing with the heartache of the sacrifice, even months later. Mayor Holiday is still set on moving ahead, though!
Yay, it's nice to finally get back to some light world characters here! More with the Dreemurr family will be coming along soon!
Alt text for these pages under the read more:
Page 1 Panel 1: a landscape shot of the Holiday house and surrounding garden, with Rudy and Asgore outside the fence and hollybush hedge. The Delta Rune is emblazoned over the door and spiky snowflakes decorate the roof and fence. Asgore is walking by with a wheelbarrow. Rudy: âAsgore, you old goat! Been way too long!âÂ
Panel 2: A closer shot of the two men- Rudy is slim and dressed in a crisp tunic, Asgore larger and wearing slouchy overalls. Asgore: âHowdy Rudy. Youâre looking well!â Rudy, hand on his knee, bends over to hack and cough. Rudy: âOh yâknow⊠well enough, I guess! Howâs business?âÂ
Panel 3: Asgore looks down,ruefully scratching the back of his head. His wheelbarrow is full of droopy plants, ready for planting. âCould be better⊠Those soldiers hassle me almost daily. But, Iâve gotten used to it, so itâs all right.âÂ
Panel 4: Rudy puts a comforting hand on Asgoreâs shoulder. âAww hey, you can complain to me any timeâŠâ he says. Asgore doesnât avoid the touch but he doesnât seem comforted.Â
Page 2 Panel 1: close up on Rudy, who jerks his head to look as far behind him the door of the Holiday house opens to show the silhouette of a woman in a long dress.Â
Panel 2: Rudy: âBut uhh, Iâll let Carol here say her piece first. See you, Asgore!â He waves and pushes the gate open to go back to the house. Asgore looks taken aback.Â
Panel 3: A textless landscape shot of the front of the yard. Rudy, halfway back to the house, turns to look behind him as Carol comes out of the large Holiday gate to meet Asgore, who is hunched in a half-bow with his hand over his heart.Â
Panel 4: Asgore: âHowdy, Mayor Holiday.â He doesnât look up at her, and we see only the back of her head, not her face. Carol: âGood day, Asgore. I appreciate you stopping by, as I wanted to inform you personally.âÂ
Panel 5: Carol leans into Asgoreâs space, and he leans away, cowed. Neither of their eyes are visible, but we see their mouths: hers stern, his distressed. Carol: âWe will be conducting the Ritual again in three monthâs time, at the harvest moon. You and Torielâs presence is required.â
Panel 6: Bust shot of Asgore, dismayed. âAâŠAgain? Youâve⊠found another one?â His hand is still protectively over his heart.Â
Page 3: Panel 1: We see Carolâs face for the first time: she is severe looking, with medium length hair, a stiff dress, and a choker necklace and ornate belt. Her hand is also over her heart, though more like a formal salute. âI have tasked QC with obtaining the child.âÂ
Panel 2: Carolâs speech bubble continues as narration. âSheâs been quite diligent in her duties, and believes we now have one open to the concept of self sacrifice.â The scene shown is QC- a friendly, soft woman with wildly curly hair- appearing to be at a street market. She is speaking to a child with a bandana neck scarf (Clover, from UT Yellow), but thereâs no dialogue.Â
Panel 3: Another shot of Carol in profile, gaze fixed intensely ahead. âWith the Ritual rites already perfected, this time we will be successful.âÂ
Panel 4: A wide shot of Asgore, hunched over his wheelbarrow of wilty plant starts and flowers. Thereâs no dialogue. His expression is despondent.Â
Panel 5: Carol: âIs there something youâre withholding, Asgore?â Asgore: âNo. Weâll be there.â We donât see his expression. Her hands are folded sternly in front of her.Â
Panel 6: She moves once again into his space, pushing past the wheelbarrow to lean in. âI know that you two have been avoiding us in public since the last Ritual.â Asgore cringes away like a dog thatâs been scolded.Â
Page 4: Panel 1: Carol continues. âToriel has hardly spoken a word to me since then. I trust there is an explanation?âÂ
Panel 2: Asgore wrings his hands in front of him. His speech bubble covers up his eyes, but his mouth is downturned. âCarol⊠Toriel avoids you so much because she respects you. She does not want a confrontation.â
Panel 3: Carol, her expression still severe, almost angry. âA confrontation?âÂ
Panel 4: Asgore, still cringing and looking down: âI donât know.. if I can explain just how badly losing Kris hurt.âÂ
Panel 5: His narration continues from the previous panel. âSheâd be so cross if I knew I said this, butâŠâ We see the past, Toriel kneeling and clutching the blankets of an empty bed, crying hard. Asgore kneels beside her, holding her shoulders. Heâs crying too, unable to comfort her. âThe night of the sacrifice, when we got home⊠Toriel collapsed and wept so long and hard I was afraid her heart would simply stop.âÂ
Panel 6: Sill the past with present Asgoreâs narration over the top. âAnd then, once Asriel left too⊠Both of our children were gone.â Left to right, in the interior of the Dreemurâs house, Asgore stands dismayed as an unhappy Toriel rushes after Asriel, who is walking out the door with a bag on his shoulder. Heâs looking back but is clearly set on leaving.Â
Page 5 Panel 1: Back in the present, Asgore is even more hunched in on himself, hugging his fists to his chest with his expression drawn tight and sad. âI know Toriel acts as though she is fine, but thatâs simply because she is stronger than I am. The tension between us is so terrible that Iâm afraid sheâd leave me if she had somewhere to go!âÂ
Panel 2: Close on his distressed, panicky face, looking away from the confrontation. âAnd part of me canât help wondering⊠w-what if we wereâŠâ
Panel 3: Carol jabs a finger in Asgoreâs face. âWe. WILL. Be rewarded for our sacrifices. Of this I am CERTAIN.â Sheâs stern, but her fists arenât clenched- sheâs controlled. Asgore shrinks under her words, looking up at her as he stammers âI-I know, butâŠâ
Panel 4: Carolâs speech: âYou talk of heartache. Kris was not even your child by blood.â Asgore looks down, ashamed.Â
Panel 5: Carol continues, hand splayed over her chest. For the first time her expression is something other than stern, perhaps angry- still that, but pained. âDo you think your pain is greater than the one I feel, for December? Whom I gave away first?âÂ
Panel 6: Asgore plucks at his sleeve, looking away guiltily. âNo, of course not-âÂ
Page 6 Panel 1: Carolâs brief moment of any other emotion is gone. She sweeps her arm to the side. âAnd yet I have put aside my grief for years, all for the sake of you, and everyone else, in this town. I will do whatever it takes to drive this invader from our doors, and restore this town to the peace it once had.âÂ
Panel 2: Carolâs face is almost a snarl. âAll I require is that you, my oldest friends, trust me.â Asgore looks abashed.Â
Panel 3: Close on Asgoreâs downturned mouth, so none of the rest of his expression is visible. âOf course. Of course we do.âÂ
Panel 4: Carol draws away, her face returned to calm sternness. âThatâs good to hear. Our children donât need our tears.âÂ
Panel 5: Carol turns to go back into her gate, dismissing Asgore with a wave. âBut our town does need our efforts.â Asgore watches her go, putting his hands back to his wheelbarrow.Â
Page 7 Panel 1: Another wide shot of the Holiday house and gardens, with Carol walking back to the house and Asgore outside the gate. Carol: âSo Iâll see you both at the next gathering.âÂ
Panel 2: Asgore looks down at his wheelbarrow, despondently. His plants are all notably wilted. âGood day, Mayor.â The sky behind him darkens.Â
#lynx art#eldritchrune#deltarune au#asgore#rudy holiday#mayor holiday#aaaand a little bit of a UTY cameo there!#also we are trying out alt text for these I hope they work well!#PHEW what took up my time for these was definitely the BGs again#a lot of guesswork with Carol and the Holiday home since we haven't seen those in canon yet
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Sometimes I want to bring Morrigan but then I remember I play as a face-tanking rogue and I bring Wynne. Warden Cousland, Morrigan, Wynne / Dragon Age Origins (c) Bioware
#dragon age#dragon age fan art#comic#morrigan#warden cousland#healer#bioware#dao#dragon age origins#hero of ferelden#cousland#wynne#I'm back. I guess.#I did not notice at first but apparently I took a break from tumblr. I've already had several breakdowns over the dashboard.#(turns out I was on the 'for you' tab rather than the 'following' tab. the theme had changed as well. absolutely insufferable.)#I've felt really unconnected for a while but it actually feels better now? as if my tumblr mutuals was the missing link.#very healthy and hot of me ngl#so. I had a two week holiday this year and they were instantly slurped up. it went so fast!#there was this big football thing the week before my holiday - basically teams of teens come from all around the world to play etc.#I heard a girl tell her teammates that 'I'd love to travel on this bus every morning; happy people all around you; just add some music...'#she was also very excited when the bridge opened. the 'happy people' around her sighed bitterly and leaned back for a ten minute wait.#it is thankfully over now. the bus home is no longer stuffed full of football teams. but it's a fun experience for the players etc etc etc#well. in other thrilling news I went to spy on our sister shops during my time off. to see what they do differently. maybe steal some ideas#one store was like an instagram post with fancy teacups and stylish outfits. who knew a second-hand store could be so boring.#the other was like a man-cave with furniture and a passively-aggressive note by the toys stating that 'if u break it u pay. idiot. tnx<3'.#the man-cave was my favourite :)#rant over now! take care and bye etc!
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Gotham was welcoming of Amity Parkers.
not as loving as with her own but she was way more patient with the people of her friend that any other outsiders.
so the people of Amity those Liminal and aware of her tried to pay her kindness back, to a reasonable degree of course but they could help and she let them stay so they did.
Paulina took it upon herself to make a nice place in the fashion district, she sold some charms to help with the curses as much as she could.
Sam being Sam opened a surprisingly Ivy Approved community garden and was very hard to convince not to join the Eco-terrorist but they managed to, thankfully.
the Fentons designed filters to help the 'Parkers but it was good for the city too if too little to do much.
Val hadn't moved here (yet) but she visited often enough and each visit volunteered somewhere.
Gotham grown to adore them almost as their own, she even hid them from the bats for a while to let them settle (and maybe help her more before her Knight inevitably got paranoid)
Gotham laughed when her King stumbled into her Red Knight, you could hear it in subtle ways the sounds of the night flowed just a little too much like a giggle.
Hood did deserve more good things she's proud of herself!
#gotham city#city spirit#amity park#liminal amity park#dpxdc prompts#dead on main ship#dead on main#jason todd x danny fenton#the bats are paranoidâą#and gotham knows it#she still adores her knights but she's gonna give the parkers some time to prepare#not her problem if they don't do that#Gotham is a little shit#Valerie is Halfa-ajaisent#Gotham and Amity Park city spirits are friends#Danny gets dating advice from his ghost friends#it shouldn't work but it does because jason#danny may or may not steal Jokers kneecaps#damn i want to read that#feel free to use#please do repost#good fenton parents#if a little overexcited#they are very happy danny found someone and don't care that he's a crime lord#Jack is a meta#because yes#they come home for holidays#amity park holidays#people think it's a joke but the violently happy holidays of amity are real#amity may or may not be in the Zone sometimes
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Alice | 1988
#Alice's Adventures in Wonderland#Jan Svankmajer#NÄco z Alenky#Lewis Carroll#creepy#horror#stop motion#hammersmith horror#Alice in Wonderland#skull#white rabbit#practical effects#skeleton#Thanksgiving#home for the holidays
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Happy Holidays everyone! Hereâs Mr. Albert and Wally Darling together! đđŹ
@partycoffin
#welcome home#partycoffin#artwork#wallydarling#original project#rainbowmayhem#rainbowmayhemalbert#happy holidays
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look me in the eye and tell me this isnât true.
#robin talks#mob psycho 100#mp100#kageyama shigeo#hanazawa teruki#...#terumob#EDIT: as i'm typing this the post has like 4000 notes now and I am in disbelief-#I made this shitty as meme while for my friend to arrive to my home town#and watched it skyrocket live while on my holiday friend meetup in jersey#what the fuck#is it because I tagged terumob is that what it is gdjhdfjkghdfkjghdf
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Vaux-le-Vicomte Castle, Maincy, France
#art#design#architecture#history#luxury lifestyle#style#luxury house#luxury home#castle#interior design#dining room#vaux-le-vicomte#france#maincy#christmas#happy holidays#christmas tree#christmas decorations
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just a boy obsessed with stickball
#zoom in on his charm bracelet#i hc the girls gave it to him and buy him a new charm to add anytime they go home for the holidays or go on vacation#i had so much trouble drawing the stupid ball so please excuse its wonkiness#aftg#the foxhole court#andreil#all for the game#tfc#nora sakavic#andrew minyard#neil josten#artists on tumblr
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Home for the Holidays Pt. 2 (M)
pairing: jungkook x f. reader
genre: fake dating au, f2l, christmas au, smut [18+] Put your age in your bio so you donât get blocked please đ this is an 18+ blog
summary: Jungkook is in desperate need to find a girlfriend for Christmas. His mom has nagged and nagged about him bringing someone home for the holidays. Determined, Jungkook recruits his friends in hopes of finding the right girl to take home. In need of a place to stay, and no plans for Christmas, you answer his friendâs ad.
You have 25 days to convince not only his parents but his grandmother that youâre in a real relationship, solid enough to get through Christmas with the Jeons.
wc: 14.3k
warnings: pet names (babe, baby, sweetheart, honey, love, darling, good girl, doll), food/food mention, mention of conning JK's grandmother, mention of a blowup doll, making out, marking (scratching, biting, hickeys), jungkook has a motorcycle but his grandmother forbids him from using it while she's there, mention of jungkook's grandfather's death, one-bed trope, mention of slot machines, mention of a breeding kink, reader is on the pill, mention of being self-conscious (reader), mention of drowning in melting snow due to embarrassment, hair pulling, jungkook is a consent king (and it's hot af, okay?), fingering (f. receiving), handjob (m. receiving), oral sex (f. giving), unprotected sex, spanking, multiple orgasms, creampie
a/n: a HUGE thank you to @btsgotjams27 for allowing me to scream about this JK in her inbox for weeks! and for helping me go over the ending! thank you, thank you, thank you!
read part one here
date: January 12, 2024
The moment you set foot in Jungkookâs family home, it was like stepping foot in a department store the day after Thanksgiving.Â
Holiday decor sits on every inch of the living room wallâthere are snowflakes, snowmen, Santas, and jolly words on every bit you see.
A giant Christmas tree takes up a large portion of the living room in a corner far from the fireplace. Large red bows hung from the branches, and a gold star sat on the top. A candle on the coffee table burns, filling the home with its vanilla cookie scent.Â
The dining room had an elegant arrangement of candles and ribbons. A glass jar of red and gold ornaments sat in the middle as a centerpiece.Â
âJungkook!â Came an elated greeting from the kitchen. An older woman came rushing toward him, her hands cupping his cheeks as she hugged him tightly.Â
Jungkook grunted when he was pulled to her height, swaying side to side as she hugged him.Â
âNever leave me,â she nearly sobbed dramatically. You bit back a laugh.Â
âMom,â Jungkook wheezed. âYouâre scaring my girlfriend. She doesnât know youâre joking.â
âIâm not joking,â his mom laughs as she squeezes him one last time before releasing him.Â
âMom!â
Jungkookâs mom ignored him as she stepped toward you.Â
âHello,â you wave meekly. You introduce yourself, and she smiles.Â
âIâm Aera,â Jungkookâs mom introduces herself as she pulls you into a hug. âItâs so nice to meet you! Jungkook said nothing but good things about you. I swear heâs so in love!â
âMom!â Jungkook hissed as he ran his hand over his face.Â
You giggle, linking arms with Aera. âIs that so?â
Jungkook watches as the two of you head toward the kitchen, arm in arm, while he rolls the suitcases further into the house after shutting the front door.Â
âOh, Jungkook,â his mom says as she has you sit at the table. âYouâre in Seojunâs old room, and this sweetheart is in yours.â
Jungkook nods as he locks eyes with you, silently asking if youâll be okay for a few minutes while he takes the luggage upstairs.Â
âHere,â Aera hands you a small dessert. âSeojun made these just for you. Youâll meet him tomorrow along with his fiancĂ©e, SaraĂ.âÂ
âOoh, chocolate,â you grin as you take the chocolate and take a bite. You moan from how good it tastes, melting right on your tongue.Â
Aera claps her hands, turning on her heel as she grabs a few more desserts for you to try.Â
By the time Jungkook joins you, youâre on your third dessert.Â
âMom,â he sighs. âPlease donât force-feed my girlfriend. She just got here.â
Aera frowns at her son. âFine. You open up.â
Jungkook dodges a brownie bite and sits beside you. His mom heads back to the kitchen to grab drinks as the front door opens and shuts.Â
âSorry,â Jungkook apologizes. âI told her to wait at least thirty minutes before she stuffed you full of chocolate and desserts.â
âHello,â a voice calls. You smile, though nerves still eat at you when you realize Jungkookâs father has arrived home.Â
âDad!â Jungkook rises from his seat to hug his dad tightly. Jungkook looks just like him, though a little taller and broader.Â
You rise from your seat, wiping your hands on your pants in a poor attempt to clean them.Â
You introduce yourself to Jungkookâs dad, shaking his hand.Â
âNice to meet you, honey. Iâm Dae.â
âWeâre gonna go get settled in,â Jungkook says as he takes your hand. âWeâll be down for dinner.â
âWhen am I seeing Jimin, Joon, Tae, Jin, and Yoongi?â Aera asks her son. âItâs bad enough that Hoseok wonât join us this year.â
âHe had plans, Mom,â Jungkook explained.
âLove, the kids just got home to their parents. Let them take their shoes off before you host a reunion,â Dae chuckles. Aera nods, going for her house phone to ring up Jiminâs mom across the street to chat about their boys.Â
Jungkook uses the distraction to lead you toward the stairs.Â
âIâm so sorry,â Jungkook groans as he plops down on the desk chair of his old bedroom. âI thought I had a minute or something before she started feeding you.â
âItâs okay,â you giggle as you wrap your arms around his neck. âYour mom is just excited.â
âIâll say,â Jungkook grumbles as he wraps his arms around your waist. âThanks for doing this.â
âNo problem! Besides, those brownie bites are delicious!â
Jungkook chuckles. âThereâs plenty more downstairs. Lemme show you around.â
Jungkook shows you where the bathroom is. His room is across the hall from yours, while his parents' room is further down the hallway. Thereâs another stairway upstairs that leads to the entertainment/game room. Downstairs is an office, a guest bathroom, and a laundry room.Â
The backyard is through the back door in the kitchen, and the door near the living room leads to the garage. Itâs all pretty simple to memorize. Youâll mostly be on the second floor unless you have to use the kitchen or living room.Â
By the time youâre back in the kitchen, Jiminâs sitting at one of the chairs with a plate full of brownies and a glass of milk. He gives you a chocolaty smile as Mrs. Jeon sets a plate of cookies beside him.Â
âGot enough to share, Jimin?â Jungkook asks as he pulls a chair out for you before he sits beside you.Â
âNo,â Jimin swallows his bite and downs half a glass of milk.Â
âJimin,â Aera laughs, and Jimin reluctantly pushes the plate of cookies toward you and Jungkook.Â
âSo,â Dae smiles at you. âHow did you and Jungkook meet?â
âSchool.â
âJimin.â You say, cringing at Jungkookâs answer being different from yours.Â
His parents look confused for a moment before Jimin speaks up.
âI met her in one of my classes, and we became friends. Then Jungkook stole her from me,â Jimin jokes.Â
Jungkook turns red. âI didnât steal her! You said you were just friends!â
You laugh with his parents. The two men bicker back and forth like children.Â
âI always had a crush on Jungkook. The moment I saw him, I knew he was special,â you admit. Jungkook pauses his fake fight to look at you; his eyes are soft, and something sparkles deep within.Â
Even Jimin stares silently. He knew you had a crush on Kook the moment you laid eyes on him, but there was no way you were this great of an actress. After all, he had been the one to go with you to audition for Cinderella, and you tanked. Sorry to say so.
âOh, isnât that sweet?! True love!â Aera sings as she clasps her hands.Â
âMom!â Jungkook protests, feeling his ears burn from embarrassment. Perhaps he should have prepared you for his over-enthusiastic parents.Â
âI hear wedding bells!â Aera continues until Dae grabs her and leads her out of the room.Â
âCome on, letâs go get their pajamas.â
The three of you wait until you hear their footsteps disappear up the stairs.Â
Jimin exhales dramatically. âYou couldnât even get the first lie correct?â
âWe tried!â Jungkook hisses in response.
âYeah,â you nod vehemently. âWe got it right anyhow. We just fumbled a bit. No biggie.â
âThe group chat isnât gonna like this,â Jimin sighs. âAre you sure you can pull this off without us here?â
âIt was just a little mishap,â Jungkook waved his hand. âWeâve got this.â
Jimin looks unsure but says nothing else as he gulps his milk down and rises from his seat.Â
âOkay, I better get back to my family. I only snuck out for treats.â
You laugh as you hug him after heâs set his glass in the dishwasher.Â
âCome around whenever,â Jimin instructs, kissing your forehead before waving to Jungkook.Â
âWhatâs up next?â You ask your boyfriend.Â
âProbably Christmas pajamas and a movie, then dinner and bedtime,â Jungkook replies as his parents' footsteps come down the stairs.
âHere they come.â
The evening flies by after you receive your pajamas. You thank the Jeons profusely as you put them on.Â
The couple has gone to bed, leaving you and Jungkook to finish the last two minutes of the movie.Â
Jungkook begins to clean up as soon as the credits roll before the two of you head up the stairs.Â
Hushed voices greet you as you reach the landing.Â
âI donât know, Dae. Something seems fishy,â Aera said softly.Â
âYouâre overthinking this, love. Maybe theyâre just respectful or shy.â Dae countered.Â
âWell, SaraĂ and Seojun were always kissing and hugging. It just seems a little off.â Aera states.Â
Jungkook looks at you, worry evident on his face.
âMaybe theyâre not as comfortable with PDA. Thatâs fine by me,â Dae chuckles as he tells his wife to go to bed.Â
Aera does so reluctantly.
Jungkook takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom you are occupying for your stay. He shuts the door as quietly as possible before he sits on the bed and pats the spot beside him.Â
Once youâre on the bed sitting beside him, he wrings his hands in his lap.Â
âI suppose we need to be more hands-on,â he states nervously.
âHow about we wake up early tomorrow and watch a movie in the living room? We can cuddle and kiss a little when we hear them get up,â you suggest.Â
Jungkook nods in agreement.Â
âDo you need anything before I go?â
You walk Jungkook to the bedroom door. You bite your bottom lip, suddenly feeling shy. He is your fake boyfriend, though.
âA goodnight kiss?â
Jungkookâs cheeks warm at your words, but he gently grips your chin with his fingers before he presses his lips to yours. Your hands grip his shirt, holding him close as the kiss deepens and your lips muffle his moans.Â
âGood night,â Jungkook whispers with one last kiss to your lips.Â
âGood night,â you whisper as you watch him go. Your heart flutters as you shut the door and press your back against it. You squeal in delight and faintly hear Jungkook chuckle as he heads to his room.Â
You ignore the heat that rises to your cheeks before scrambling to get into bed.Â
The next morning, Jungkook shakes you awake gently. âCome on, darling.â
âMmh,â you whine, swatting at him in your sleep.Â
Jungkook dodges the next swipe, capturing your hand and kissing your palm.Â
âBaby,â he whispers as he shakes you again. You curse, peering open one eye and then the other.Â
âYouâre lucky youâre cute,â you grumble as you sit up. Jungkook grins smugly. âOr Iâd bop you on that cute nose of yours.â
Jungkook laughs, shaking his head. âCome on, babe. My parents will be up soon.â
âIâm sleepy,â you huff but get out of bed and follow Jungkook downstairs. Heâs already got a movie playing in the background and two mugs of hot chocolate sitting on the coffee table.Â
You try not to squeal in excitement when you see heâs poured yours into a snowman mug.Â
By the time Jungkookâs parents make their way downstairs, the both of you are cuddling on the couch. Jungkookâs got your head on his shoulder, feeding you pretzels and holding your hand.Â
Aera and Dae exchange a look but say nothing other than their morning greetings as they get ready for work.Â
Dae is out in ten minutes, promising to be home early, while Aera stops by the living room to kiss each of you on the top of your head on her way out.Â
âSeojun and SaraĂ will be here for dinner,â she calls as she grabs her keys and heads out the door.Â
You spend the day with Jungkook watching movies and playing video games upstairs. Jimin and Joon pop in for a quick visit, but their parents call them home for lunch and they leave you alone with Jungkook again.Â
âI think weâre doing pretty well,â you muse as you hold Jungkookâs hand while he waits for the game to load on the TV screen.Â
He chuckles. âSeojun might mess it up.â
You giggle, shaking your head.Â
âI think weâve got this,â you state as you kiss his cheek, his jaw, and the mole beneath his lip. Jungkook sighs happily, dropping the controller on the carpet before he cups your face.Â
Fake or not, he genuinely enjoyed kissing you. He wouldnât pass up the opportunity to do so now.Â
You moan when he pushes you back onto the couch, your legs on either side of his hips. His lips feel soft against yours as your hands slide under his shirt.Â
âKook,â you moan softly as you move your head to allow him more room, his lips burning in their wake as he trails kisses down to the collar of your shirt.Â
Your fingers weave through his long black hair, tugging when his lips nip at your skin. He moans your name softly, groaning when you beg him for more.Â
His hand grips your hip, squeezing as his hips rock against you. A curse escapes you as you melt beneath his broad shoulders, your nails dragging down his back.Â
âFuck, baby.â He groans, his lips finding yours as his tongue pushes past the seam of your lips as the kiss deepens. You whine as you feel him press against you, your hands greedy as you pull him impossibly close.Â
âShit!â A voice startles you.
You pull away from Jungkook, face warm as Jungkook gets off you.Â
âSorry, we should have knocked.â A woman apologizes. Sheâs shorter than Jungkook and the man beside her. Her hair is curly and black, falling in waves down her back. Her beautiful golden skin appears glowing and rivals the brightness of her smile.Â
âWe did knock,â the man says, looking at her. She jutted him in the ribs with her elbow before turning to Jungkook.Â
âWeâll be downstairs,â she announced in a rush as she shoved the man out the door before shutting it.Â
Jungkook groans, hiding his cherry-red face in his hands. âThat was Seojun and SaraĂ.â
âOh!â You exclaim with wide eyes. âFuck.â
âWell,â Jungkook said, carding a hand through his hair. âAt least Seojun will believe us now.â
You laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. You wrap your arms around his waist and kiss the corner of his mouth.Â
âTo be continued?â Youâre not sure where this bout of confidence has come from, but you know what you felt, and Jungkook wanted you just like you did him.Â
âTonight?â He asks in a sultry tone that makes you tighten around nothing. His dark-hooded gaze makes your pulse rise, and it takes everything in you not to push him onto the couch and continue where you left off.Â
Jungkook holds your gaze, his tattooed hand resting on your lower back, a little too close to your behind. You bite your bottom lip, and his eyes watch you carefully as you slowly take a step back. Fire builds between you, nearly suffocating you, and youâd gladly let it for another taste of his lips.Â
âTonight,â you whisper as you head for the door. You swallow thickly as you eye him up and down, a hunger pooling deep inside you.Â
Jungkook presses his thumb to his bottom lip as he devours you with his gaze, knowing one more lingering look will be all it takes to have you screaming his name as loud as your lungs allow.Â
Ten minutes later, Jungkook and you join Seojun and SaraĂ in the living room. Jungkook introduced you to the couple as he sat beside you on the loveseat.
âItâs so nice to meet you!â Sarai exclaims. âSeojun thought you were imaginary.â
âBabe,â Seojun protests.Â
âÂżQue no?â Sarai asks him with a raised brow. âDidnât you say Kook probably had a blowup doll?â
 Jungkook and Seojun burn brighter than Rudolphâs nose as they sink into the couches. You laugh along with Sarai at the menâs expense.Â
âI like you,â you said with a bright smile. âWeâre gonna get along just fine.â
Sarai smiled, âWe have to stick together.â
âSaraĂ,â Seojun whines. âWe just got here. You canât recruit my little brotherâs girlfriend against me already.â
âWhy not?â SaraĂ asks with a mischievous grin.Â
Seojun groans as he shakes his head, but his smile never dims as he looks at his fiancĂ©e. You cuddle up to Jungkook, and his arm drapes around you before he kisses the top of your head, almost second nature.Â
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A few hours later, SaraĂ and you share the couch upstairs while the Jeon brothers fight over the working controller.Â
SaraĂ follows you on all your socials as she lies beside you. The both of you laugh as you show each other funny TikToks. Despite only knowing her a short amount of time, youâre glad sheâs easygoing and loves to talk. It takes the pressure off you having to recall any information from Joonâs PowerPoint and flashcards, though the information is ready to be pulled at any moment should you need it.
âSo then he takes me to the very top of the building,â SaraĂ gushes as she shows you a photo on her Instagram account. âYou know, the ones with the glass panes you can stand on to overlook the city? Well, I was busy looking at the city while Seojun was turning green behind me! Heâs terrified of heights, but he knew I wanted to go up there since forever, practically!â
âI almost threw up,â Seojun comments as he gives the controller to Jungkook, heâs no longer interested in fighting his younger sibling over the controller that doesnât stick.Â
SaraĂ laughs. âI turned around to tell him to join me. The view was incredible!â
You hang on her every word as she swipes to another photo.Â
âAnd thatâs when I noticed the mariachis and Seojun down on one knee. He even had my family there!â SaraĂ wipes a stray tear as she recounts her proposal and shows you more photos of the grand event.Â
Seojun smiles at SaraĂ, hearts in his eyes. He turns to Jungkook with a raised brow. âItâll be you two before you know it.â
âOh, I donât know about that,â Jungkook coughs as he looks at you for help. His eyes have tripled in size from panic.Â
âYeah,â you nod, feeling like a bobblehead. âWeâve only been together for a bit.â
âFour months?â Seojun asks.
âFive!â You and Jungkook answer in unison, startling the happy couple.Â
You clear your throat. âAlmost six.â
âNowhere near you guys time together,â Jungkook adds as he nervously tweaks the buttons on the controller.Â
SaraĂ waves her hand. âYouâll hear wedding bells before you know it.â
âYeah,â Seojun chuckles. âOurs.â
The two giggled before you and Jungkook exchanged nervous looks.Â
How far would you take this?
Dinner passes without incident. Aera and SaraĂ are elbow-deep in wedding plans, scheduling lunch with SaraĂâs mom before the evening ends.Â
You excuse yourself when your friends show up, and the lot of you head upstairs with a plate of warm cookies accompanied by a tray filled with glasses of milk and mugs of hot chocolate.
Seokjin is on the lookout, watching the door as Joon gets comfortable beside Jimin and Yoongi.Â
âHowâs it going?â Taehyung asks as he takes Jungkookâs phone to upload a few more pictures to Instagram.Â
âYeah,â Joon says through a mouthful of cookies. âJimin says you fucked up the first question Momma Jeon asked.â
âJimin,â Jungkook hisses.Â
âThe first one?â Seokjin scoffs as he looks over his shoulder at you. âBabe, I would have done better.â
âIâm the one who needed to date someone!â Jungkook hisses louder.Â
Seokjin shrugs. âI said what I said.â
Jungkook rolls his eyes at his friends and calms down when you grip his arm.Â
âHis parents thought we werenât all over each other like SaraĂ and Seojun. We have to kick it up a little for them,â you state, your lip caught between your teeth.Â
âDamn,â Yoongi sighs. âIf they see through it, your grandmother wonât fall for it, Kook.â
âDonât give up now,â Jimin insists while holding a rough sketch. âWeâve worked so hard for this. I already started designing my room in Kookâs new place.â
âGive me that,â Jungkook rips the paper from Jiminâs hands and crumples it.Â
âI have copies,â Jimin smirks.Â
âLook,â Taehyung speaks up. âWeâve all done our part. We just gotta get through it.âÂ
Namjoon nods. âTaeâs right. We all did what we said weâd do, even Hobi. Heâll be in town before the new year, and we canât tell him the plan tanked. We all worked too hard for this. Letâs see it out.â
âIâm in,â Seokjin shrugs, feigning nonchalance by looking at his nails.
âSame,â Yoongi and Jimin add with a firm nod.Â
Joon and Tae look at the two of you.
Jungkook looks at you, and you nod. You were already knee-deep in it; might as well make it to the other side.Â
âAlright, weâre in,â Jungkook states ruefully.Â
âDonât worry, one of us will try to be around when Grandmother Jeon arrives. Itâll be a piece of cake!â Jimin grins.Â
It was not a piece of cake.Â
And if it was, it was a shit cake.
Grandmother Jeon rolled up with enough suitcases to rival a traveling circus.Â
âMother,â Dae gasps as he greets her at the front door. âWhatâs all this?â
âOh, you wouldnât believe the day Iâve had!â Jungkookâs grandmother huffs as Dae and Jungkook help bring in the suitcases.Â
Aera dashes to the kitchen for refreshments, and you hurry after her in a panic.Â
âFirst, I misplaced my bingo winnings on the train. Then, they threatened to kick me off because Luna wouldnât stop barking!â Grandmother Jeon looks at all her bags until Jungkook holds one away from him while he pinches his nose.Â
âOh, there she is! Kook be a dear and take her outside. Rinse her dog carrier for me. These old bones arenât what they used to be,â she says as Dae helps her to the couch and then shuts the front door.Â
âMother,â Dae said as he sat beside her. âWhy didnât you call?â
âOh, I didnât want to be a bother!â She waves her hand about. Her glasses slip down her nose, and her hat is tilted.Â
âYouâre never a bother, Mom,â Dae states as he helps her out of her shoes and faux fur coat.Â
âGood,â Grandmother Jeon states firmly. âBecause Luna and I need a place to stay for the holidays.â
Jungkook freezes with Luna, a yapping black and white chihuahua in his arms. âWhat?â
Dae sends a glare at his son. âOf course, you can stay with us. What happened?â
âDang cellphone made my reservations for next Christmas,â Grandmother Jeon huffed. âDang things are called smartphones, more like dumb phones. Scheduled me for the wrong year!â
Dae exchanges a look with Jungkook, but neither says a word as you and Aera walk into the living room with coffee and cookies.Â
âOh, Aera! You look lovely! Keeping my boys in line?â Grandmother Jeon asks with a smile.Â
âAlways! We're so glad youâre staying with us,â Aera says genuinely, hugging the older woman.Â
âOoh, you know me. I gotta spread a little holiday cheer everywhere I go,â Grandmother Jeon jokes before she spots you.Â
âAnd who is this marvelous woman hiding behind you, Aera?âÂ
Jungkook opens the back door, puts Luna out, and rushes to your side before you can blink.Â
âGrandmother Jeon, this is my girlfriend,â Jungkook tells her your name, and her eyes light up like the fairy lights on the Christmas tree.Â
âIâm Grandmother Jeon or Minji, whichever you prefer, dear. Let me look at you,â she coos as she takes your hands and looks you up and down.Â
âYouâre beautiful,â Minji grins widely.Â
âThank you,â you smile shyly.Â
âAnd you know how to take a compliment. I like that! Confidence and a tough exterior are what you need to wrangle in these boys. Theyâll give you more heart attacks than you can handle. Troublesome they are,â Minji shakes her head.Â
âMom!â
âGrandmother!â
âWhat?â Minji raises a brow, daring them to protest further. âAm I lying?â
âNo,â Jungkook and his father shake their heads, avoiding eye contact.Â
âThought so,â Minji laughs. âDonât worry, dear. Jungkook is the least troublesome of them all, though that motorcycle I saw on the driveway is enough to earn a lecture, Jeon Jungkook!â
âBut-!â
âJeon Dae, what did I tell you about my grandbabies riding those!â Minji sighs heavily as she lets you go.Â
âMother,â Dae starts as Minji rises from the couch. âHeâs old enough to make his own decisions.â
Minji whirls on Jungkook, a sharp, well-manicured nail poking his broad chest. âYou stick to driving while Iâm here, sweetie. I donât think my old heart could take it seeing you riding around town on that motorcycle.â
âI promise,â Jungkook raises his hand, and Minji grins, reaching to pinch his cheek.Â
âGood boy,â she states before releasing him. âNow whoâs gonna show this old bag of bones and her pup to her room?â Â
âMother, youâre only-â Dae is cut off by a glare so icy it could freeze Hell and all its inhabitants.Â
âGet my dog, son. She gets cold without her winter wear,â Minji grumbles as she heads towards the stairs. âSheâs your little sister, after all. You should treat her as such.â
âMother,â Dae sighs heavily, but he knows itâs a losing battle. He opens the back door instead, and Luna walks into the home after wiping her feet on the mat.Â
âJungkook, sweetie, be a doll and get her wipes from the pink bag for me. I have to get her cleaned up before dinner,â Minji says as Dae hands her the little chihuahua.Â
âSheâs not going to expect Luna to have a seat at the table, is she?â You ask Jungkookâs mom as you watch Dae and Jungkook carry her bags up the stairs.Â
Aera says your name with a whimsical smile. âExpect the unexpected.â
Jungkook knows youâre trying your best not to stare, but you fail miserably.
Dinner is in the dining room with the large dining table that seats twelve, but there are only eight of you tonight.Â
Dae sits at the head of the table with his wife on the left and his mother on the right. Beside Aera, Jungkook has taken his spot while you sit beside him. However, you canât help but look at Luna in her high chair across from him.Â
Seojun sits across from you with SaraĂ on his right. She smiles politely as she tries to muffle a laugh in her napkin. She was as surprised as you the first time Minji rolled into town with her dog and the high chair.Â
Youâre sure Luna is eating out of a crystal bowl and drinking from a crystal goblet. The only thing that sparkles more than both is the ring sitting on SaraĂâs finger.
âSo, sweetheart,â Minji starts as she dabs at her mouth. âHow did you meet our Kookie?â
âMother,â Dae shoots an annoyed look her way that she waves off with a perfectly manicured hand.Â
âIâm merely curious,â Minji smiles softly, her pearls draped over her bubblegum pink dress. Thereâs not a silver hair out of place, nor is her lipstick smudged from eating and enjoying a glass of wine with dinner.Â
âWe met through Jimin,â Jungkook answers for you, but Minji continues to stare at you, awaiting a response.Â
âWe met through Jimin at school. Jimin and I shared a class and introduced me to Jungkook and his friends. I had a crush on him since the first time I saw him,â you can feel the heat rise in your cheeks as Jungkook takes your hand in his, kissing your knuckles before setting it on the table.Â
âSo, who broke first?â Seojun asks with interest, ignoring his âauntâ as she chews on her steak.Â
âJungkook,â you giggle as you recite the story Yoongi had concocted. âWe went on a walk after dinner one night and he confessed. Asked me out for the next night, and weâve been dating ever since.â
âWe went to the beach for our first date,â Jungkook adds. âShared a milkshake on the boardwalk.â
âMy Kookie finally found someone!â Minji claps her hands, startling the dog beside her.Â
âDo you have pictures?â Aera questions as she rises from the table.Â
Luna finishes her meal, and Dae takes her outside while Jungkook and Seojun clear the table. You send Jungkook a wary look, but he smiles in reassurance, mouthing, âYouâve got this.â
âLetâs head to the living room for tea and hot chocolate,â Aera said as she dashed to the kitchen to grab drinks and desserts.Â
SaraĂ goes to help her while you help Minji to the couch.Â
âI donât know how to snoop on the phone like Seojun loves to do,â Minji laughs as you take your phone out of your pocket.Â
âAh, thereâs my boy,â Minji says as she adjusts her glasses to look at your Lock Screen. A photo of you and Jungkook in matching Christmas sweaters greets her.Â
âHe looks at you the way his grandfather looked at me before he passed. Love is a magical thing, dear. It can get you through almost anything,â Minji says, full of wonder as she stares off into the distance for a moment before she clears her throat.Â
Your heart sinks in your chest. Jungkook hadnât mentioned his grandfather before and seeing Minji now and going through with this plan was making you feel sick.Â
âI hope we didnât miss anything,â SaraĂ sings as she sets down a tray of hot drinks. She hands one to Minji before she takes one for herself.Â
Aera and Dae join you, while Luna curls up under the Christmas tree on the tree skirt beside the presents.Â
âI hope we did,â Jungkook utters, only to be elbowed by his older brother.Â
âI saw a few photos on Instagram this week,â Seojun comments as he grabs a cookie. âYou both look cute.â
SaraĂ helps Aera log into her account so she can see the photos on Instagram while you show Minji the pictures on your phone.Â
âThe two of you are adorable,â Minji coos as you show her another photo. Jungkook watches on from beside his father, the two sharing the couch closest to the fireplace.Â
For a moment, Jungkook can pretend that itâs real. That you fit into his family perfectly, just like SaraĂ does. That they adore you just like he does and that you could possibly love him.
Thirty minutes later, Minji is yawning and calling for Luna. The two head upstairs slowly, yawning and wishing everyone a good night.Â
âOh, dear,â Aera says as she looks at you and Jungkook. âWe gave Grandmother Jeon Seojunâs old room.â
You look at Jungkook with wide eyes.Â
âYou donât mind sharing Jungkookâs old room, do you?â Aera asked as she and SaraĂ cleared up the drinks and cookies. âItâll be just like at home.â
âUm⊠yeah,â you cough as you look at your feet. âJust like home.â
âPerfect,â Dae says as he helps clean up. âWhy donât the two of you unpack in Jungkookâs room, and weâll see you in the morning?â
âSure, Dad,â Jungkook takes your hand, saying goodnight to his family before leading you up the stairs.Â
On the landing, you hear his grandmother and Luna snoring already, and you wonder how they could fall asleep so quickly.Â
Jungkook leads you into the bedroom and shuts the door, pressing himself against it.Â
Youâre careful not to trip on his suitcase as you open yours to get your pajamas out. Youâve been following Hoseokâs strict clothing schedule and youâve sent Hoseok photo confirmation every day so far.
âIâm so sorry,â Jungkook whispers as he walks toward you. âI never thought this would happen.â
âWhat do we do?âÂ
âIâll sleep upstairs in the game room,â Jungkook answers. His back already hurts from imagining a night on the lumpy couch.Â
âYour parents will know somethingâs up,â you hissed in response.Â
âIâll sleep on the floor, then,â Jungkook shrugs. âProblem solved.â
âBut itâs your room. Your bed.â
âAnd I got you into this mess,â Jungkook frowns. âItâs only for a few nights, anyway. No biggie.â
You bite your lip but say nothing as you take your pajamas and step out of the bedroom to go to the bathroom. You change and brush your teeth before going to the room once again. Â
Jungkook goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth and do his skincare routine before returning to the room.Â
He grabs extra blankets from the closet and a few pillows before he lies down on the floor. Â
The two of you stare at the ceiling in silence.Â
âWell, this is awkward,â Jungkook chuckles.
You throw a stuffed animal at him.Â
âJungkook!â
âWhat? You were thinking about it!â
âYou didnât have to say it,â you grumble as you roll on your side to stare at him. You pull the covers over your shoulders, shivering in your oversized tee and pajama shorts. Hoseok dropped the ball with this one outfit, but maybe he didnât care too much about your sleeping clothes.Â
âGoodnight, sweet girlfriend of mine,â Jungkook coos, wiggling his toes in those dreaded toe socks.Â
âGoodnight,â you huff, sticking your tongue out at him.
Wednesday greeted you with Lunaâs obnoxious barking.Â
You groaned as you placed a pillow over your head, hoping to drown out the sound, but alas, it was no use.Â
âKoo,â you whine, throwing a pillow at him. He grunts in response from his makeshift bed on the floor.Â
âI hear it too,â he murmurs as he tries to cling to sleep, but itâs useless.Â
Cursing, Jungkook sits up. He stretches and yawns for a minute before getting to his feet and folding his makeshift bed of blankets and pillows. His back and neck would be hating him all day.Â
With all the excitement of Grandmother Jeon and your new sleeping arrangements, there wasnât any time for any practice.Â
Now you have bedhead and morning breath, and god, you hope you donât have dried drool on the corner of your mouth. You canât let Jungkook see you like this!
âClose your eyes!â You hiss as you scramble out of his bed.Â
Jungkook's eyes widen in alarm. âWhat?! Why?!âÂ
âJust do it! Donât look at me!â You hiss as you hear the barking move further away. You try to step over your fake boyfriend but trip on a blanket and fall beside him.Â
Jungkook grunts when you elbow him in the stomach, and before either of you can move, the door opens, and Jungkookâs mother stands there with wide eyes.Â
âUm, breakfast will be ready in a bit,â she says as she shuts the door as quickly as possible. Perhaps next time sheâll remember to knock, but after the commotion, she was worried someone was hurt.Â
âGreat,â Jungkook sighs as he falls back into his pillows to stare at the ceiling.Â
What a great way to start his morning.
Jungkookâs parents and grandmother are gone for the rest of the day. Something about slot machines and Grandmother Jeon feeling lucky⊠or did she say she was gonna get lucky?
âLuna Patrice Jeon,â you huff, stomping your foot as you try to get her coat on her, but she wriggles in Jungkookâs beefy arms.Â
The two of you were supposed to be outside five minutes ago, and all your friends and their dogs were waiting for you and Jungkook.Â
Jungkook had managed to put Lunaâs booties on, but she was a squirmy little thing when it came to her coat and earmuffs. Minji had been very thorough with her instructions, and Jungkook promised to watch his aunt.Â
His dog-aunt.
âHi, pretty girl,â Seokjin coos as he lets himself into the Jeon home.Â
Luna pants as Seokjin rubs between her ears and easily gets the coat on her. About four inches of snow had fallen overnight, and the dogs were eager to play at the park just down the road.Â
âThere we go, Luna. That wasnât so bad, huh?â Seokjin grins as he kisses the dog on the forehead and puts the earmuffs on.Â
âGod, heâs a dog whisperer,â Jungkook rolls his eyes, but Seokjin ignores him as he sets Luna in the stroller with her blanket and some treats. He zips the stroller shut and carries it out onto the sidewalk.Â
âI canât help it if the ladies love me,â Seokjin smirks as he sends a wink your way. You smile bashfully, giggling when he blows you a kiss.Â
âHey!â Jungkook stomps his foot. His cute bunny nose scrunching. âYouâre my girlfriend!â
âBetter keep her close, JK!â Jimin teases as he pushes his dog stroller.Â
Namjoon and his little dog wear matching coats and booties, leading the group down the road. Taehyung pushes his stroller, where his Pomeranian sleeps wrapped in a fluffy blanket, and Seokjin carries Hoseokâs dog that he may have snatched for this outing.Â
âWho knew weâd end up pushing strollers this Christmas break instead of clubbing,â Yoongi chuckles as he meets up with you at the end of the block. In his stroller with the spinning rims sits his dog, Holly.
âAlmost seems like weâre growing up,â Taehyung wipes a fake tear from his cheek as the group pushes the strollers on the sidewalk.Â
âWho do you think will push one of these with an actual child first?â Namjoon asks as his dog sniffs the snow, his nose freezing at the contact.Â
âJungkook,â the group answers as Jimin and Taehyung push their strollers in a light jog, racing to the first tree they see a few feet away.Â
âPfft, why me? Iâm the baby,â Jungkook protests.Â
âArenât you the one with the breeding kink?â Yoongi smirks as he walks past the two of you.
Jungkook is left flabbergasted. His face rivals a tomatoâs as he feels his ears burn just as bright.Â
âI told you that in confidence!â
âWhoops!â Yoongi cackles as he joins the race between Tae and Jimin. Â
Jungkook wonders if four inches of melting snow would be enough to drown him.
You push the stroller with Luna, giggling as you jog past Jungkook.
âSucks for you!â You call over your shoulder. âIâm on the pill!â
Jungkook curses Yoongi, running after him as he threatens to end the Min line with him.Â
Namjoon smiles as he walks beside Seokjin, enjoying the chaos he created from his question.Â
âYouâre an evil little man,â Seokjin cackles as Namjoon laughs and follows the group.
Thursday afternoon is filled with last-minute Christmas shopping.Â
Seojun and SaraĂ have joined you. Seokjin and Jimin tagged along, but it seemed they werenât as necessary now as they thought they would be.Â
Sure, Seokjin still curbed the conversation when you or Jungkook failed to answer a question or two about your relationship, but it wasnât anything detrimental. The group honestly thought you had this in the bag, and with Christmas only three days away, there wasnât a whole lot to worry about.Â
Jungkook rubs his neck for the fifth time. He canât seem to get rid of the soreness heâs gotten from sleeping on the floor.Â
You pull him away after you lose Jimin and Seokjin in a department store with blasting Christmas music.Â
âSleep with me tonight,â you said as you held Jungkookâs hand in a surprisingly empty aisle. The hustle and bustle of shoppers falls into the background, and all Jungkook can hear is the rapid drumming of his heart.
âW-what?â He stutters with wide eyes. He toys with his lip ring, a nervous habit of his.Â
âSleep with me on the bed tonight, Kook. Youâre obviously in a lot of pain, and I feel bad.â You frown as you turn him around to rub his neck and shoulders.Â
Jungkook resists the urge to curse, biting his lip to hide a moan as you get into the muscles. Fuck, he really needed to sleep in a proper bed soon.Â
âAre you sure?â Jungkook asks as he slowly pulls your hands off him to hold in his.
âItâs only for a few more days,â you shrug. âGrandmother Jeon leaves for her cruise before the new year, so why not?â
Jungkook is reluctant, but as a cramp hits his neck.Â
He nods. âIf youâre sure.â
âDefinitely,â you smile as you lace your fingers with his to lead him out of the aisle. You lead him out of the store and toward the giant Christmas tree in the center of the mall.Â
You take your phone out and snap a cute picture of the two of you before looking at it and see mistletoe on one of the branches above your head.Â
Jungkook blushes as he pecks your lips, but you pull him back in for another kiss. You fist his jacket in your hand as you pull him close, your lips moving with his perfectly as the cool metal of his lip ring brushes your lips. You moan when he nips at your lip, gently sucking it before releasing it.Â
His dark gaze sends tingles down your spine as you wrap your arms around his neck, and he leans in to kiss you again.Â
âTonight,â Jungkook murmured against your lips, the two of you stuck like magnets, unwilling to pull apart.Â
âTonight,â you agree as you kiss him again, your fingers tugging on his lush locks just enough to make him curse against your lips.Â
âYouâll pay for that, baby,â he groans when you do it again. Â
âI canât wait, Koo.â
Your shower takes longer than usual that night. You shave, exfoliate, and lotion every bit of you that Jungkook might touch.Â
Youâre nervous but excited at the thought of him touching you. Just kissing you nearly sends you over the edge sometimes, and the way he grips your hips as if he must be anchored to you to breathe, well, itâs a nice feeling.Â
By the time youâre climbing into bed, the house is silent. Jungkook turns on his mood lamp, and his playlist plays softly in the background.Â
Heâs made sure to lock the door this time to keep his mother out.Â
A purple towel is draped over his shoulders as he plops down on the desk chair. He gives his hair one more rub, but heâs already had the hairdryer on it for a bit.Â
You try not to ogle his bare chest, the colorful sleeve of tattoos grabbing your attention almostÂ
immediately as he sets the towel down. Â
âMind if I sleep without a shirt on? I tend to run hot,â he explains as he tongues his ring.Â
âThatâs fine,â you squeak as heat rushes to your cheeks. You pull the covers to your chest, wiggling your toes as you avoid meeting his gaze. Though his abs are now in your view, and your thighs press together in response. What you wouldnât give to kiss every beautiful ridge of his torso, taking your time on his sensitive brown nipples. You wonder if heâd ever get them pierced.Â
âNeed anything while Iâm up, babe?â Jungkook asks as he stretches, his arms raised over his head and you nearly whimper as you feast on his perfect physique.Â
Youâre nearly salivating by the time heâs finished stretching. He tilts his head as he waits for your answer but you blink owlishly and finally meet his gaze.Â
âHmm?â You ask as you blink again as he laughs. He shakes his head as he crosses the distance between you, moving the blankets out of the way as he gets into bed with you.Â
âYouâre adorable,â he whispers as he pecks your nose.
You smile, clearing your throat as you lie on the bed. Jungkook turns on his side to face you, and you do the same. His arm drapes over your waist, and you snuggle in closer.
âIâm glad youâre here,â he whispers, almost as if it were a secret. Perhaps it is with the way he strokes your waist, refusing to make eye contact; afraid of what his words will shift.Â
âIâm glad Iâm here too, Kook. I donât want to be anywhere else,â you admit as his gaze meets yours. He studies you for a few moments. His beautiful eyes sparkle like the stars in the night sky, shining brighter and brighter with each passing second until they flutter shut and his lips mold to yours.Â
âJungkook,â his name rolls off your tongue so sweetly.Â
âYeah, baby?â He asks in between kisses, his hands never straying from your hips until you guide them upward to cup your tits. He curses, dark eyes piercing through your soul as you make him squeeze them.Â
âFuck,â you whimper.Â
Jungkook kisses you again, swallowing your moans as his thumbs brush your pert nipples. Your hands settle on his broad shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he trails kisses down your neck until he hits that one spot that has you seeing stars behind your lids. Â
âJungkook,â you sigh as you part your legs for him. He settles between them as your nails rake down his broad muscular back. Youâd love to kiss every inch of it. Leave your mark behind for all to see. For now, youâll settle for your scratch marks, storing each of his delicious sounds for later.Â
Fiery lips meet yours as his hips rock against you. His hands feel every bit of you, moving when he notes any hesitation.
âIs this okay?â He asks softly, his gaze locked on yours.Â
You nod.
âI need words, baby,â he says as he brushes his thumb along your jaw. âI need to hear it.â
âPlease,â you swallow thickly, mesmerized by his soft doe eyes. âI want it. Want you.â
Jungkook traces your bottom lip with his thumb, admiring your beauty for a moment before he kisses you again as if it were the last time.Â
Time means nothing to you as you melt beneath him. His hands are hot against your flesh, needy where they meet to pull you closer. Your name escapes him between moans and gasps, your hand guiding him between your legs.Â
âPlease,â you beg as he pushes your shorts to the side, groaning when he feels how wet you are.Â
âNo panties, darling?â He grins as he kisses your jaw and trails downward.Â
âDidnât think I needed them,â you gasp when his fingers brush your clit. Heâs teasing you. He wants to see how far he can take you before you beg him for more, plead and whine until he gives you just what you need.Â
Jungkook licks his lips, shaking his long hair out of his eyes before he tongues his lip ring. His breath fans against your heated skin, teeth gently nipping your earlobe as he whispers, âYou were right.â
Your thighs shake at the sound of his seductive tone, spreading further for him as he lifts your shirt to bunch above your breasts.Â
âKeep that right there, baby. Can you do that for me?â He raises a brow, and you nod.Â
âYes.â
âGood girl,â he praises, kissing your lips before making his way down until his fingers are tugging on your flimsy sleep shorts.Â
âCan I take these off?â Jungkook asks as he meets your eyes. You nod, feeling fire pool deep in your belly. You want him desperately, almost embarrassingly, with how soaked you are for him already.Â
When he doesnât make a move to take them off, you remember he wants you to be vocal about your consent.
âYes, please.âÂ
Jungkook pulls the shorts down your legs at a snailâs pace, giving you enough time to change your mind if you wish to. You encourage him by lifting your hips and kicking the shorts off to be lost on his bedroom floor.Â
You donât get a chance to be self-conscious as he cups your face and kisses you so deeply, that you almost wonder if heâs in love with you.Â
The pounding of your heart is deafening as the kiss deepens and his hips press against your cunt. Your name rolls off his tongue, cursing and groaning when his hard cock grinds against you.Â
âYouâve soaked my sweatpants,â he laughs breathily, and you clench around nothing. Your face feels like itâs burning, but from lust or embarrassment, youâre not sure. Jungkook kisses your cheeks, your nose, and finally your lips.Â
âS-sorry,â you apologized as he rubs your clit, his nimble fingers circling it just to make you whine. Jungkook teases your entrance with his tattooed fingers, loving the way you whimper and beg for more, biting your bottom lip to keep from getting too loud.Â
âFuck, baby,â you moan when he finally sinks two fingers in knuckle-deep. You clench around them as he slowly fucks them into you, his thumb rubbing your clit as he focuses on the rise and fall of your chest. Â
Jungkook palms his cock with his other hand, moaning softly when your eyes lock. He smirks as you reach for him and he places your hand on his cock.Â
âCan you take them off?â You ask bashfully, and he chuckles before slowly taking his fingers out of you. He sucks them into his mouth, eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head as he gets a taste of you.Â
Fuck, heâd have you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day for the rest of his life if youâd let him.Â
Your thighs tremble as he steps back, cunt soaked and dripping onto his sheets. Youâre the first girl heâs had in his bed like this and he hopes your scent lingers long after youâre back home.Â
Jungkook is a vision. An Adonis among men. Michaelangelo himself would have shed a tear upon gazing at the masterpiece that is Jeon Jungkook.Â
Speechless, you reach for him as he chuckles. He takes your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing it gently before placing it on his chest.Â
âDo as you wish, my love,â Jungkook says as he follows your hand with his hooded gaze.Â
Your brain seems to be empty of all thoughts except Jungkook. His name, his body, that sinful smile that tugs at the corner of his lips. Heâs eyeing you with mirth, licking his lips as your hand descends until itâs cupping his erection.Â
âFuck,â he breathes as you stroke him, your fingers sliding under his boxers to feel the weight of him in your palm. He groans, whispering your name as you continue to stroke him, pausing only to spit in your hand. He takes the moment to tug his boxers off.
Jungkook kisses you as you touch him again, his fingers finding their home between your thighs as he gets you to nearly sing his name in praise as you tighten around him.Â
âWish you were wrapped around my fat cock, babe. Iâd make you scream even louder,â he goads as you muffle your cries in his broad shoulder right beside his little scar.Â
âJungkook, please,â you beg as he kisses you deeply. Itâs hot, messy, all teeth and tongues and desperate touches as his cock pressed against your clit. Youâre soaking wet, dripping onto the sheets and allowing his cock to glide easily, the fat head bumping against your clit as your legs wrap around him trembling at his sides.Â
âKoo!â You whine, biting down on his shoulder. Hasty kisses meet his skin as you soothe the pain of your love bite. Your body becomes overwhelmed with pleasure, arching into him as you orgasm, squeezing his fingers until theyâre soaked beyond his wrist.Â
Jungkook cries out your name, lips finding yours in a sloppy kiss that swallows his moans and groans as he cums all over your cunt. His hips rock against you until heâs well spent, cock too sensitive to go on.Â
âShit!â He breathes as he lies beside you with his arm over his head.Â
Youâre warm and sticky beside him, his cum coating your skin generously. Jungkook kisses your cheek as he pulls you to him, using his other hand to fix his boxers.Â
He doesnât like the way they cling to him and heâll be sure to clean himself up as well as you before you go to sleep.Â
Silence fills the space between you as you stare at each other with bashful smiles and gentle touches. Jungkook kisses your lips softly, his fingers caressing your cheek. Â
âI really do like you, ya know,â he admits, and it sends your heart soaring into the heavens.Â
You bite back a giant grin as you lace your fingers together. âI really like you too.â
Jungkook blushes, kissing you once more before he climbs out of bed to get cleaned up. He assures you heâll be back in a few minutes and he cleans you up with a warm washcloth and helps you to the bathroom.Â
Once youâre both in bed again, he snuggles into you. His fluffy hair splays on your chest as he snores softly. You smile to yourself as you hold back a yawn.Â
Jungkook sleeps soundly as you stroke his hair, hoping this can be more than just pretend.Â
Christmas Eve brings a blanket of snow and Seojun and SaraĂ.Â
Though you and Jungkook havenât done more than fool around that one night, youâve found it hard to keep your hands to yourself.Â
Seojun, SaraĂ, and Jungkook took you sledding at one of their favorite spots.Â
Jimin, Taehyung, and Yoongi were already there when you arrived, holding hands with Jungkook.Â
âWhere are Joon and Seokjin?â You ask as you hide your face from the wind on Jungkook's shoulder. He laughs as he tightens your scarf and kisses your head.Â
âThey went to pick up Hoseok at the train station. Hoseokâs parents are busy prepping for Christmas Eve dinner, and his sister is bringing someone home,â Jimin explains as he hands his sled to Taehyung to take a turn. Â
âSounds serious,â Yoongi comments with a sly grin.Â
âMy parents keep asking when Iâll bring someone home,â Jimin sighs. âAre you free next Christmas?â
Jungkook scoffs. âAs if.â
âNot you.â Jimin rolls his eyes before saying your name.Â
Yoongi laughs as Taehyung comes back.Â
âI donât think passing me around as a fake girlfriend is what your parents mean, Min,â you shake your head as you take the sled from Taehyung.Â
Jimin shrugs. âWorth a shot.â
Jungkook glares at him before you tug him away to the top of the hill. He helps you onto the sled before he gets on behind you and pushes. You scream and close your eyes as you go down, laughing when you come to a stop moments later.Â
âWanna go again?â Jungkook grins as he helps you up. You shake your head as you pat the snow off your clothing.Â
âIâm good,â you laugh. âOnce was enough.â
The trek back up the hill is rough as you stomp in the snow to reach your friends. Jungkook hands the sled to Yoongi as he wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder.Â
Despite admitting to liking each other, you havenât talked to determine what that means. For one, you kind of like this limbo youâre in where youâre not not together but also not truly faking either.Â
At one point or another, youâll have to have that conversation, but itâs Christmas Eve, and Jungkook looks too cute with his giant snowball.Â
Oh, no.
Heâs heading toward you and Jimin. This is what happens when you get lost in thought. Jimin grabs your hand and pulls as Yoongi and Taehyung run in the opposite direction. Â
Jungkook cackles as he chases after you and Jimin. The snowball rises high in the air as he shouts, âCome get your Christmas gift, Park!â
Luna herds the family up the stairs later that night when sheâs ready for bed.
Jungkook and you wear your matching pajamas. An evening of food, laughter, and photos has drained you as you go up the stairs after Minji and Luna.Â
Jungkook keeps his hand on your lower back, guiding your sleepy self up the stairs and down the hall.Â
âGoodnight, honey,â Minji kisses Jungkookâs cheek and then yours.Â
You smile as you climb into bed with Jungkook beside you. His mood lamp is on, and youâre grateful for the pink stars that light the ceiling. Even at your age, youâre still a little scared of the dark. Â
âWhatâs on your mind?â Jungkook asks as he rolls to his side to face you.Â
You face him, your fingers laced with his.Â
âIâm just really glad I came to your home for the holidays. Itâs been amazing. You, your family, everything has been perfect.â you smile warmly as he brings your knuckles to his lips to kiss gently.Â
âIâm glad you came. I know this whole thing has been a little odd, but getting to know you and being here with you has been the best part of this Christmas.â Jungkook pecks you on the lips, unable to control the smile that lights up his face.Â
Your gaze holds his, the sparkle in his eyes making you fall for him a little more as they grow brighter with each passing second.
âKiss me,â you whisper as you lean in closer, and he closes the distance between you with his lips. Theyâre soft and taste like strawberry chapstick when they brush against your lips. You break apart for a moment, his eyes revealing more than you want to speak of now.Â
Instead, you whisper, âKiss me again.â
Slowly, Jungkook kisses you again. He cups your face while you tug on his shirt, quickly removing it from him.Â
His breathy laugh brushes your skin as he noses at your throat. âEager?â
âShut up,â you hiss, climbing on top of him as his hands grip your hips.Â
Jungkook groans at your words, licking his lips as you take your top off to discard on the bedroom floor. Your fingers make quick work of your bra and soon youâre left topless and horny on top of him.Â
âFuck,â Jungkook curses as he gets an eyeful of your breasts and nearly drools as his hands move upwards to cup them in his hands. You moan his name when his fingers brush the sensitive nipples, making them peak.Â
As much as he loves seeing you on top, Jungkook wants to take his time with you. This was a turn of events he wasnât expecting, otherwise, he would have waited for your first time together to be at his place, in private where you could scream his name as loud as you wanted.Â
However, he wonât pass up the chance to have you. Youâve had such a hard time keeping your hands off each other even around your friends. Stealing kisses and sneaking off to make out in dim hallways and busy restaurant alleys. Light touches under tables, lustful looks shared across the room until you could sneak off together and kiss as if your lives depended on it.Â
If Jungkook could do this all over again, he would. Only heâd make you his from the get-go. But thatâs a thought for another time as your hands glide up his torso, moaning at the sight of him.Â
âJungkook,â his name tumbles so sweetly from your kiss-swollen lips.Â
His breath fans across your face as he chuckles. His dark locks create a curtain between you. Slowly, your fingers push his hair out of the way to find his sparkling eyes locked on yours. You melt beneath him as he kisses you.Â
Your hands grip his strong shoulders as your legs wrap around his hips to pull him close. Jungkook laughs at your eagerness, teeth nipping your bottom lip before releasing it.Â
Jungkook kisses his way down to your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin until his name fills the bedroom. You cover your mouth to muffle your moans, but heâs quick to remove it.Â
With lust-filled eyes, you watch as he takes your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing each fingertip until heâs kissing your palm and moving upwards.Â
Jungkook wants to take his time with you. Show you his appreciation from the crown of your head to the tips of your toes. He knows youâll only let him do so much before you beg for more, more, moreâŠ
Like clockwork, your fingers thread through his hair directing his lips to yours as you kiss him with everything youâve got. He moans against your lips, cursing when you tug on his bottom lip.Â
Your hands move downward across the massive expanse of his back, each muscle rippling beneath your touch as you arch into him. Your hips grind against him, the thin material of your shorts already soaking wet with your arousal.Â
Jungkook nearly growls when he feels it, cock throbbing in the next moment. He hikes your leg up higher on his waist, his hand grabbing your ass as his lips feverishly seek yours.Â
Gasps and moans fill the space between you in between hot, needy kisses that make your toes curl. Panting, you beg him for more as his hands tug your shorts off to toss on the bedroom floor; forgotten until morning.Â
You lay bare beneath him as he sat back on his haunches. His hands lace with yours, a soft bashful smile on his lips.Â
âYouâre beautiful,â he whispers, his eyes never straying from yours as he leans in for a kiss.Â
Jungkookâs had enough teasing. His hands grip your thighs, cursing when he feels your wetness on your skin. He slowly rubs your clit, his dark hooded gaze on yours.Â
âFuck, baby,â he curses as he moves his fingers downward and slowly slides them inside you. He watches you closely; loves the way your eyes flutter shut and your teeth sink into your bottom lip as he curls his fingers and rubs your clit with his thumb.Â
âKook,â you moan when he goes faster, slipping a little deeper just to watch you tremble. âFuck me.â
Youâre tired of waiting. Youâve wanted this since before you shared your first kiss and now being naked in his bed is becoming too much. Youâve dreamed of this time and time again and itâs about to become a reality if Jungkook can stop teasing you and just split you open.Â
Youâll beg, plead, and cry if you have to just for a taste of him. Just for a moment of sweet bliss.Â
âPlease,â you beg as your hands palm over his cock in his pajama pants. Youâre quick to tug them downward and Jungkook laughs at your excitement. He gets off the bed to kick them off and your mouth waters at the sight of his thick cock as he wraps his hand around it and strokes it.Â
You bite your bottom lip, watching him intently until youâre getting on your knees and crawling to the edge of the bed.Â
Jungkook groans when your hand wraps around his length. Your tongue licking the head teasingly. His gaze burns into the top of your head as your lips wrap around him. You relax your jaw as you take him in further, drooling all over yourself as you remind yourself to breathe through your nose.Â
He feels heavy on your tongue as you open wider. His hands grip your hair hesitantly before you pull off him.Â
âDonât be scared,â you giggle. âI wonât break.â
âFuck,â Jungkook groans as you wrap your lips around him once again. He lets you find your pace, not pushing too deep before heâs guiding you. Your hand rolls his balls while the other strokes him.Â
âJust like that. Fuck,â Jungkook throws his head back, the mood lamp illuminates the room, accentuating the veins in his neck, and he curses again. You moan around him, slurping as you get messy, bobbing up and down, gagging on his fat cock while Jungkook loses his mind over your pretty lips.Â
He pulls on your hair, using it to fuck your mouth until your nose presses to his abdomen. You choke, pulling off him to catch your breath.Â
âYou look so pretty with my cock in your mouth,â Jungkook tongues his lip ring as he takes you in. Youâre breathing heavily trying to catch your breath. Your hair is mussed from him tugging on it, and your lips are smeared with spit and his pre-cum. You look beautiful.
Jungkook leans forward, kissing you. All teeth and tongue, unable to resist how gorgeous you look in that moment.Â
Itâs not too long before youâre back on the bed with your legs spread wide open for him, begging for his cock once again.Â
âSo needy,â Jungkook coos as he strokes himself, the fat head of his cock brushing your clit.Â
âPlease,â you whimper, trying to raise your hips in hopes that heâll just slide right in. âFuck.â
Jungkook bites his lip. Heâs never seen anyone so desperate for his dick. It makes him throb as he teases your entrance and a whine of his name escapes you, nails digging into his back.Â
âDonât make me find someone else,â you huff.Â
Jungkook rolls his eyes as he kisses your jaw, trailing upward to your ear before taking the lobe between his teeth.Â
âThey canât fuck you as good as I will,â he laughs cockily.Â
You arch into him, lips meeting his in a needy kiss as he slides into you. The stretch is wonderful. Stars illuminate your vision as Jungkookâs lips muffle the moan that threatens to wake the whole house.Â
The two of you have managed to keep the noises down to a reasonable level but Jungkook knows his luck might run out if he gets too carried away. Shit, he should have waited until he had you to himself at his apartment or even your dorm.Â
âGotta be quiet, baby. Or Iâll have to stop,â Jungkook whispers as he sinks in further. âYou donât want me to stop, do you?â
âNo, please donât stop. Koo,â you press your lips to his shoulder as he goes deeper, gripping your thighs with his large hands. He settles between your legs perfectly, cursing at the ceiling at how warm and wet you feel wrapped around him. Itâs better than he could have ever imagined.Â
Jungkook grabs both of your legs, throwing them over his left shoulder as he pummels into you.Â
Tears flow down your cheeks. The pleasure is too overwhelming, lighting your body ablaze with each deep thrust that rewards you.Â
âSo tight,â Jungkook grunts as his hair falls over his eyes. He pushes it back with his tattooed hand before moving it down to grope your breast, his fingers rolling your nipple just to listen to the sweet cries that escape you.Â
You tighten around him, soaking his cock as you cover your mouth with your hand.Â
Jungkook smiles, fucking you deeper, harder. Your cunt clings to him, thighs shaking as he holds your legs to his chest. His lips press a kiss to your calf before you dig your nails into the sheets beneath you, beyond ruined.Â
The creaking of the mattress is louder than Jungkook would like, but you look like youâre about to combust. His name leaves your lips in quick succession, nearly panting as tears roll down your cheeks, leaving behind stains as you bite your hand to keep from screaming his name as you tighten around him when you cum.Â
Jungkook fucks you slower, eyes focused on where your bodies connect. He waits for you to calm down, leaning forward to kiss your lips.Â
âCan you go for one more?â Jungkook asks in between kisses, your tongue meeting his as he cups your face.Â
âYes,â you answer honestly, wanting more of him.Â
Jungkook kisses you one more time, moaning into the kiss as you clench around his cock. He nearly growls when you do it again, moving your hips against his. Â
âLet me get you on your hands and knees, darling,â Jungkook says as he pulls out of you and you whine at the loss.Â
Jungkook chuckles. âEasy, doll. Youâll have my ego growing bigger.â
You laugh, flipping him off. Jungkook laughs, leaning forward to gently nibble on your finger before you rip it out of his mouth.
Smirking, Jungkook helps you onto your knees as you plant your hands on the bed, arching your back.Â
Jungkook runs his tattooed hand over your back, gently slapping your ass just to watch it jiggle. He couldnât lie, seeing you in jeans made his mouth water and there were a few times he had to excuse himself after staring at it for too long.Â
âKook,â you say his name in a wanton tone that makes him melt.Â
Your eyes lock and he smiles as he grabs your ass in both hands, spreading you open for him. Your face grows hot as you turn around, unable to handle the dark lust-filled gaze he rewarded you with.Â
Jungkook doesnât waste any more time as he lines himself up at your entrance, cursing when you welcome him easily.Â
His hands grip your hips tightly, almost enough to bruise. His name rolls off your tongue. You nearly drool when he reaches places others have only dreamed of.Â
You're so warm, so wet. It nearly drives him insane as he spears you on his cock. Youâre soaking him, absolutely drenching him, and ruining him for anyone else. Youâre the only one he wants, the only one he could ever want, and as he throws his head back in pleasure, he loses himself to thoughts heâd only shared with Yoongi.Â
âFuck, baby,â Jungkook growls, gripping your ass as he continues to fuck you. He cards his hand through his hair, feeling sweat bead on his brow as you grow restless and fuck yourself on his dick.Â
âJust like that, baby. Use me. Use my cock. Fuck,â Jungkook groans as you fuck yourself on him, panting and moaning. He can see you biting down on his pillow, cunt pulsing around him as you scream into the pillow trying to keep quiet.Â
Jungkook watches you for another moment or two before heâs slamming into you. You cry out, face buried in his pillow as he grabs handfuls of your hips and ass, unable to decide what to use to anchor himself as he fills you again and again.Â
âFuck, darling. You feel so good wrapped around me,â Jungkook grunts as his eyes flutter shut. His body tingles all over, and your moans are growing in octaves despite the pillow clenched between your teeth soaked with spit and tears.Â
The obscene smacking of your coupling is almost too loud but Jungkook canât be damned to give a single fuck as you clench around him, nearly milking his cock. He moans your name and curses as you tighten around him, moaning incoherently as you orgasm once again. Your poor legs shake as you ride it out, sobbing unintelligibly into the bed as praises you.Â
âWant to fuck you full of my cum, baby,â Jungkook canât help himself as he thrusts in deeper. Heâs so close. His lip is caught between his teeth as you fuck yourself weakly on his cock, your body still tingling.Â
âPlease, do it,â you spur him on as you clench around him, tempting him.Â
âBaby!â
âJungkook!â
âGonna fill you up until youâre dripping. Gonna fuck it all back into you, baby. Make you think of me all day.â Jungkook curses as you meet each of his thrusts, his fingers finding your sensitive clit as you muffle a wail of his name in your hand.
âCome on, love. Just one more for me, pretty girl,â Jungkook encourages as he nears the edge. He curses, losing himself as he fills you, and you tighten around him, soaking him and the sheets. A whimper escapes you as you fall forward on the bed, utterly spent.Â
Jungkook exhales deeply as he fills you to the brim before pulling out. Heâs tempted to spread your legs and set them on his broad shoulders, lick you clean, and put you to bed.Â
But youâre spent, eyes barely open as you reach for him.Â
Jungkook kisses you gently. âGotta clean you up, babe.â
You groan, legs already feeling sore. Jungkook helps you out of bed. He puts a shirt on you and opens his bedroom door as quietly as possible. He peeks into the hallway, making sure the coast is clear before he leads you to the bathroom.Â
Jungkook made sure you were steady enough to not fall before he ran to the room to change the sheets and pillowcases. By the time youâre back, heâs in a pair of boxers.Â
âGet in bed, babe,â he instructs as he helps you in and tucks you in. âIâll be right back.â
You watch him go, waiting for him and smiling when he comes back a few minutes later with some water. He lets you drink a bit before he gets into bed beside you.Â
You curl into him, still unsure of what all this means, but you donât care much when he wraps you up in his arms and holds you close.Â
âSleep well, darling.â
Christmas morning passes in a whirlwind of breakfast and movies. Lots of stories from Jungkookâs childhood; few you heard from the man himself and more from his parents. Jungkook grows embarrassed soon, but nothing beats the flush on his cheeks when his mother pulls out the photo albums. Lunch came and passed with more stories and photos as Jungkook hid his face on your shoulder.
Itâs not until after dinner that youâre all gathered in the living room with Minji and the Jeons.Â
âCome here, dear,â Minji pats the spot beside her as she holds a large pink photo album in her lap. One she brought for your arrival.Â
Jungkook sits on the arm of the couch next to you, curious eyes on the album as Minji opens it and takes out two envelopes.Â
One she hands to Jungkook and the other to you.Â
Youâre confused. The family had exchanged gifts just after dinner with good wishes and warm coffee and cookies. Wrapping paper and gift bags still littered the living room floor.Â
âThe two of you are so good together,â Minji comments as Jungkook kisses the top of your head. âI had this same talk with SaraĂ and Seojun when he first brought her home. Same with your father and your mother, and now you.â
Minji places a hand on yours. âI first met Jungkookâs grandfather at the Christmas parade in town. Oh, we couldnât stand each other one bit!â
Jungkook chuckles as he listens to his grandmother.
âWe were assigned the same parade float, and I swear that man was as stubborn as a mule! He wanted goats instead of reindeer, fireworks instead of candles, and he wanted me to be Santa! He said heâd be an elf! He was over six feet tall! An elf!â Minji shakes her head as she points to a photo of her as an elf and who you assume to be Jungkookâs grandfather as Santa.Â
âI arm wrestled him for it!â Minji exclaims proudly. âIn front of his friends, and I won fair and square! I grew up with three brothers.â
You laugh as she turns the page, and Minji sits with her brothers. They all smile in the photo and make silly faces.Â
âI thought heâd be embarrassed that I beat him. But I got my way. I stood my ground and he claimed thatâs when he knew I was the one for him,â Minji continues as she flips the page and runs her fingers over her wedding photo.Â
Tears pool in your eyes as you look at Jungkook. He looks like heâs about to cry, and guilt fills your chest.Â
âThat man gave me a wonderful life. Beautiful children and cute grandkids. I miss him every day. Stubborn man he was, but there was nothing we couldnât get through together.â Minji wipes a stray tear before smiling fondly.Â
âAnyway,â she sniffles as she sets the album on the coffee table.Â
âI wanted to give you two something special to get you started. I know you havenât been together for too long, but Jungkook looks at you the way his grandfather looked at me and you the way I looked at him. I know it deep in my soul that you two belong together.â Minji smiles warmly as she takes your hand and Jungkookâs. âBe good to each other.â
You wipe a few tears and look at Jungkook. He opens the envelope, and it holds a photo of a home (not an apartment) with the address written on the back and a small gold key.Â
You canât do this.Â
Not anymore.
The Jeons have welcomed you with open arms and all youâve done is lie to them. Guilt washes over you in waves as you force yourself not to cry. This is wrong.Â
You hand the envelope back to Minji before rising to your feet. Your heart pounds in your chest, nearly deafening you as you try (and fail) to steel yourself.Â
âWe lied,â you state, wringing your hands in front of you.Â
Jungkook frowns as he hands his envelope back to Minji. Guilt bubbles deep in his belly, and he knows this has gone too far. He should have never gone on with this scheme. Conning his grandmother? He felt terrible. He should have told the truth from the beginning.Â
âWe arenât a couple,â Jungkook admits, feeling the confused stares of his family. âWe lied to you all.â
Aera and Dae stare at their youngest son and then at you.Â
Minji shakes her head.
âI lied,â Jungkook continues as he takes your hand. âShe had nothing to do with it. I begged her to help me. Iâm so sorry, Grandmother Jeon.â
Seojun stares with furrowed brows as SaraĂ places her hand on his shoulder. He couldnât fathom why his little brother would lie.
âI thought Grandmother Jeon would give me an apartment or something if she thought I was seeing someone seriously like Seojun.â Jungkook hangs his head in shame. âThe lie kept growing and growing until I was too embarrassed to tell the truth. I never meant to hurt anyone. Iâm so sorry.â
âItâs not all his fault, Grandmother Jeon,â you said as you squeezed his hand. âI agreed to help. Youâve all been so welcoming, and I didnât have a place to go for the holidays, and I agreed. We never intended to harm anyone. Weâre both so sorry.â
Minji laughs from her seat, surprising Aera and Dae.Â
âI know all about your little scheme,â Minji laughs, shaking her head as if this were the most comical thing she has witnessed. âJiminâs grandmother hits the slot machines with me, and that boy sure loves to open his mouth. Iâve known since I arrived, honey.â
âJungkook! Why would you lie? You know you could have told us anything!â Aera crosses her arms as she scolds her son.Â
âI just felt pressured,â Jungkook admits, and his mother sinks. âI hadnât dated in a while, and I know youâd like to see me married like Seojun, but it just seemed like this is what everyone wanted from me.â
âSon,â Dae approaches him, hugging him. âWe know we can be a little pushy, and I promise you will no longer feel pressured to settle down. We just got excited over Seojun. We wanted you to have the same happiness and partnership he and SaraĂ do.â
âYour fatherâs right,â Aera nods as she hugs Jungkook. âOh, my baby! Iâm so sorry for pressuring you! I just worry about you being alone so far away.â
âIâm fine, mom. Iâve got friends, and now I have her.â Jungkook reaches for you once his parents release him from their hugs.
Aera hugs you. âIâm so sorry for all this. We enjoy having you here. Youâve made our son and family so happy with your presence. Itâs been a joy getting to know you and seeing how happy youâve made our Kookie.â
You smile, hugging her tight before Minji hands Jungkook the envelope again.Â
âThatâs yours to do as you please,â she states as she hands you your envelope.
You open it and gasp when you see two tickets to a resort youâve wanted to go to. Theyâre dated for Spring Break.
âIâve got a place down there that youâre welcome to visit during your vacation, but Jiminâs grandmother and I will be busy partying.â
âMother!â Dae exclaims in shock.Â
âWhat? Iâm old enough to drink! Iâve been old enough to drink.â she shakes her head with a laugh.Â
âI canât accept this.â you try to return it, but Minji wonât take it.Â
âNo takebacks!â She grins as she rises from the couch, and Luna follows her, yapping at her ankles.Â
âShould we go see the Christmas lights?â Seojun suggests as he rises to his feet and helps SaraĂ.Â
The family heads out to join the rest of the neighborhood on a walk. Jimin, Taehyung, Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Seokjin join you as you let your families go on ahead without you.Â
âHowâd it go?â Hoseok asks as he shivers, his ears peeking from his beanie.Â
âYeah,â Seokjin grins. âDid you get the apartment?â
âDid the plan work?â Taehyung questions.Â
âYes,â you say with a wry smile.Â
âAnd no.â Jungkook shakes his head.Â
âHuh?â Yoongi furrows his brows.Â
âJimin needs to learn that gossiping with your grandmother can bite you in the butt!â Jungkook hisses as he laces his fingers with yours.Â
Jimin pales, turning his head and whistling to appear nonchalant.Â
âYeah, Min!â You agree with a laugh as Jungkook kisses your cheek.Â
âI thought sheâd forget!â Jimin defends as he gets playfully shoved by his friends. The snow crunches beneath your feet as you continue to walk, the glow of the Christmas lights reflecting on the snow.Â
âOh no,â you giggle. âJiminâs grandmother told Grandmother Jeon.â
âAnd she knew the moment she stepped into the house,â Jungkook sighed with a shake of his head.Â
âWhoops!â Jimin laughs.Â
âSo much for âCon Jungkookâs Grandma, huh?â Namjoon sighed as a chill ran through him. His scarf fluttered in the light wind as snowflakes fell from the sky.Â
âShut up!â Jungkook laughs as he stops to form a snowball.Â
Seokjin laughs, pulling Yoongi with him as they run away from Jungkook.Â
Hoseok and Jimin slam into each other in their haste to escape the ricocheting snowball that smacks Namjoon in the chest.Â
Namjoon curses, forming a snowball as Taehyung runs away, following Yoongi and Seokjin, begging them to protect him.Â
You laugh as you take off, running with Jungkook as Namjoon hurls a snowball in your direction.Â
Laughter fills the streets of the neighborhood as more people join the snowball fight while you jog away with Jungkook, holding hands as you hide behind a tree for cover.Â
Youâre pressed to his chest, peeking to see if youâve been discovered yet, but being so far away from everyone just means silence surrounds you.Â
The evening is quiet as snow continues to fall, and Jungkook wraps his scarf around you to keep you warm. Youâre wearing matching coats, hands warm in your gloves as he pulls you closer.Â
Everything fades into nothingness as his gaze meets yours. His hand is gentle when he cups your face. His gaze flits to your lips and back to your eyes.Â
âYou know this is the best Christmas Iâve ever had,â Jungkook whispers.Â
âMe too,â you whisper as you hold his gaze.
âThereâs only one thing that would make it better,â Jungkook smiles softly.
âAnd whatâs that?â You ask as you bite your bottom lip.
âIf you were mine,â Jungkook said with a dimpled smile. âFor real this time.â
âI think I can make that happen,â you tease with a coquette smile. âBut only with a kiss.â
Chuckling, Jungkook cups your face. âAs you wish, baby.â
Jungkook captures your lips with his own, moaning when your fingers thread in his hair. He kisses you deeply as snowflakes coat your hair and his.Â
Thereâs nothing better than kissing Jungkook, your boyfriend. The word makes your heart skip a beat as he deepens the kiss, soft moans escaping the both of you as your lips move in sync.Â
Jungkook canât help but be elated. His heart flutters as he realizes this is your first Christmas together. The first of many. He can see his future in your eyesâa home, a marriage, and children running down these streets covered in snow and Christmas lights.Â
Thereâs nothing more he could ever want.
When he catches your gaze, a bashful smile appears on your lips as you ask, âWhat?âÂ
Jungkook shakes his head slightly, âNothing. Just thinking about next Christmas.âÂ
âOh, will I be back?â You ask cheekily as he pulls you closer, the laughter of your friends ringing in the background as they grow closer.Â
âDefinitely.â Jungkook seals his promise with a kiss just as your friends arrive, hooting as they circle you.
 âCome on, lovebirds,â Namjoon huffs. âMomma Jeonâs got hot chocolate and cookies waiting for us.âÂ
You laugh as Jungkook takes your hand, smiling as his friends race down the sidewalk to be the first on Momma Jeonâs porch. You smile, imagining all your Christmases like this, with your friends and Jungkook at your side.Â
Before you reach his home, Jungkook stops you just beneath the door frame before pointing up. Mistletoe hangs above your head, and you share a smile. Jungkook gently places his hand on your cheek, his thumb caressing it as he whispers, âMerry Christmas.â before he kisses you.
<< part one
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I wonder if Latter ever asked (forced) Howdy to join a poem he wrote.
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