#or how many times do you think jungkook rubbed his head since he got it buzzed

[honeymariee]

nah cause if this is how im reacting with the first one how am i going to mentally survive the other six. 🧍🏻‍♀️ bts was the one stable thing in my life FOR YEARS. WHAT DO I DO NOW THAT JIN IS GONE. WHAT AM I GONNA DO WHEN THEY LEAVE ONE BY ONE. WHAT AM I GONNA DO WHEN JK IS THE LAST TO GO. I WILL BE BARELY KEEPING IT TOGETHER. DONT LET TGIS DISTRACT YOU FROM THE FACT THAT WE STILL HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHERE YOONGI’S TATTOO IS AND IF HE HAS A CAT OR NOT. MIN YOONGI YOU MEAN MAN.

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Mutual Help | #47

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

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"Okay, can you stop sulking already?" You finally break off the silence, not knowing whether you should laugh or be tired by Jungkook's visibly tensed behavior.

It's been only five minutes since you came home, just having enough time to take off your shoes before Jungkook has walked into the bedroom with long strides as you've followed him, just to find him unbuttoning his shirt with quick and frustrated movements.

"I am not sulking," he mutters, annoyance thick in his tone as you snort and take off your blazer before it's tossed onto his bed. You want to tell him the opposite, but five seconds later and Jungkook finally bursts. "Can you believe him? What an asshole!"

Your eyes widen as he turns around, a half of the buttons already unbuttoned exposing his chest but you refrain from eyeing him.

"Who does he think he is? Honestly, I can't believe how calm you're about it!" he exclaims, showing confusion on his face as you snort again.

"Please," you sit on the edge of his bed. "Man like Yoongi can't piss me off, I'm used to his antics."

"That's exactly it, you shouldn't be used to it, Y/N," he points out, voice slightly raised but not at you. He is just frustrated and you understand him. Yoongi has made you feel so many emotions close to irritation and anger, so you can relate to current Jungkook's state.

"Trust me, I wanted to strangle him," you inform him with a chuckle, standing up to stand in front of him, hands placed on his warm chest, a fabric separating you from the direct contact with it. "Why are you getting so worked up over this, anyway? I mean, I was mad too but I think Benjamin got the message. Plus, thanks for the whole boyfriend thing." you tease him and he just gives you an annoyed roll of his eyes, but the corner of his lips lifts up.

"You were visibly uncomfortable, I had to do something."

"You definitely did something," you hum, hands moving directly onto his warm chest as you rub it softly.

"I'm serious," Jungkook mutters, "It was either the boyfriend thing or directly telling him to fuck off."

You laugh at that, throwing your head back as you stare at Jungkook's eyes, the prominent scowl catching your attention. "That wouldn't be a good idea, I mean telling him to fuck off... besides, we have enough experience to the whole fake dating thing, huh?"

This time it's Jungkook who snorts at your joke, "Stop joking, I am mad."

"Why? Fuck him."

"Who exactly?"

"Both of them," you shrug, earning a chuckle from him. "Not gonna lie, I did feel bad a little bit about lying to him but it's still better than directly explaining to him I'm not interested. He wasn't completely vocal about it, but it was more than obvious. You know? It was such a bad situation. Though, I don't understand why Yoongi decided to butt in at that exact moment... I honestly don't know what that man thought."

"Maybe he has a crush on you too," Jungkook suggests, watching your expression as you bulge your eyes out before you start laughing as if he told you the biggest joke. He stares wide eyed, confused and not understanding what's so funny about it.

To him, it would make sense.

"Yeah, I think he's the least common person to have a crush on me."

"Why not? Didn't you hook up with him before?"

Your face freezes for a second, your mouth closing slowly as you seem genuinely taken back at the sudden call out by Jungkook. Can you even call it that? It's not like he made it up or something.

"Well--but we both were drinking and he made it clear he's not interested," you manage to say, "I--no, he definitely doesn't have a crush on me, Kook. I would know."

"Yeah, just like you're aware of all the male stares you get on the streets?" Jungkook scoffs jokingly, staring knowingly at you as you gape at him.

He has always been telling you men turn around to take a look at you, which in fact you think he's exaggerating. Yes, you're aware of some of them doing that but that's definitely in scenarios when you look your best, going out and most men are like that. They stare at every woman.

"That's different," you argue, sliding your hands off his chest as you cross your arms over your chest. "I see Yoongi every day, well, five days out of the week. He can be an asshole, but he's not that bad, which is not the point right now, but he really is not interested in me."

"Yeah, just interested enough to fuck you before."

"Jungkook!" you exclaim, but he only just shrugs as he's trying to prove his point. His voice is nowhere near shaming or angry, he's saying it completely normally with a light tone. "You're wrong in that though. He didn't fuck me."

A confusion makes it on his face and he grimaces, looking confused as ever. "You told me you hooked up."

"Well, yeah, but you cut me off before I could explain," you tell him in thought, lips frowning at the argument that had taken place while you went ice-skating. "We didn't have sex."

Jungkook just stares, clearly shocked by the sudden information and he has no idea how to react, but a weird grimace crosses on his features that it almost makes you laugh. "Do I even wanna know what you did with that asshole?" he mutters, causing you to chuckle as you shrug.

"Nothing dramatic," you wave him off, "I just gave him a handjob and he ate me out. End of the story,"

Now he fully makes a disgusted grimace that makes you laugh, ignoring as you slap him on his buffed chest in disbelief. "Stop!"

"What?" Jungkook exclaims, bursting in laughter as he scrunches his nose and makes a gagging sound.

"You're such a child!" you scold him, laughing with him as you slap him again but this time he catches your wrists and holds them. It lasts only a moment as he suddenly lets you go but not before he pokes you in your ribs, the annoying action you both often do to each other.

It causes you to curse at him, pouting right after as he cackles.

"Anyway, we got drunk and I was a horny mess. I guess he was too and it happened. But I didn't fuck him."

"Thank god," Jungkook mutters and you kick him in the shin, not too violently of course as you sit back on his bed again. "Why were you a horny mess?" he suddenly asks confusingly, causing you to snort.

"Do you need a reason to be a horny mess? Don't you guys wake up with a hard dick just like that?" you ask unbothered, leaning back on your elbows as Jungkook purses his lips. "But to be completely honest... it was when you got back with Kiko and I had no one to have sex with,"

Jungkook's eyes almost bulge as he stares at you surprised, but that only lasts for a second as his lips curve in a smirk and he joins you on his bed, laying down on his side as he plops onto his elbow and holds his head, making himself comfortable.

"Oh god," you roll your eyes, "Don't look so smug, you moron."

Jungkook laughs, eyes crinkling to show how pleased he is by your confession, enjoying every bit of this while you already know what's about to happen. He never misses any opportunity to not only boost his ego, but to tease you whenever he can.

"So you missed me?"

"No, I missed your dick," you correct him, laughing when his face drops and he's obviously joking because even his corners of lips start to twitch as he fights back his own laughter. "It was a tough time, okay?" you exclaim dramatically, causing him to finally laugh.

"Well, you've got my dick now," he tells you lightly and amusingly, causing you to roll your eyes again as you dramatically sigh. "I didn't know you missed it though."

"Oh, get over yourself!" you exclaim, Jungkook smirking immediately as you shake your head with a grin on your lips before you shrug. "Come on, it doesn't take a genius to know I enjoyed us having sex."

"You're right," Jungkook hums, your heart jumping at his deep and raspy voice in thought but at the same time it doesn't sound too different than usual.

You feel your face getting hot and it definitely has something to do with the fact Jungkook doesn't sound as if you just told him something new. He obviously acknowledges the fact you enjoyed and enjoy having sex with him. Although, you've never talked about it before and you don't think you're planning to confess how nobody has ever made feel sex so good, it's more than obvious you both enjoy having sex together. Jungkook has no reason to think the opposite.

"I enjoy having sex with you too," Jungkook admits casually, your head almost cracking how fast you snap it towards him, eyes watching him as he shamelessly stares at you as if he just made a very casual confession.

You search his face, wondering if he can see how much his words affect you once again. If he has any clue about the excitement bubbling in the pit of your stomach. And it seems as if your eyes have their mind of their own because you eye him, letting his entire figure sink in as he lays on his side with his head propped up, looking like a freaking model from a magazine despite he had spent hours on a party.

From head to toe, Jungkook could be considered as a human being that is engraved by Gods themselves and it's unfair how breathtaking he looks while doing a bare minimum. But that's nothing new and you should've gotten used to it by now, still remembering the first time you met him. He obviously looked different and younger those years ago, wasn't so muscular and big back then, but looking good enough to make you slightly nervous to be in the company of such a handsome guy.

Gawking at Jungkook, he absolutely enjoys the attention you're giving him but doesn't really do much, he just lays there watching you with his full attention. Trying to break it off, you gasp and frown at Jungkook when you notice another feature of his that is hard to miss.

"Is your dick seriously hard right now?" you scold him, not hiding your disbelief and grin as you shake your head at him. Unbelievable.

He looks down at his crotch, looking back at you with a grin as he shamelessly and cockily shrugs. "You talking about my dick gets me going."

"Oh, shut up," you tell him, sitting straight as you push his shoulder, causing him to budge a little as he laughs.

Watching you standing up, you start to gather your things which are just your pajamas as you salute to Jungkook.

"Where are you going?" he exclaims childishly, causing you to laugh as you don't even look across your shoulder to give him a look.

"Taking a shower, don't you dare to sneak on me." you tell him, hearing him scoff loudly.

"You did it to me!" he shouts as you're already in your bathroom, still hearing him perfectly as you take out your make-up bag from the bathroom counter and pull out make-up removal pads, along with other products you need to take it off.

"What about me? I am hard!"

You snicker, wondering if it doesn't bother him if any of his neighbors could hear him – no matter how big Jungkook's apartment is, you really doubt it is soundproof from his loud voice.

"Take care of it, bunny!" you yell back, amusement more than clear in your voice as Jungkook scoffs once again causing you to giggle to yourself.

"Okay, I'm gonna rub myself one out! Don't come in here anytime soon!" he yells, informing you as you facepalm yourself, laughing.

"Ew! Gross!"

"Man gotta help himself!" You can't with this man, that's for sure.

"Help yourself, champ. You got it!" you yell encouragingly, bursting in laughter when you hear Jungkook gasp in disbelief as he's silently laughing to himself.

"I thought you missed my dick!" he whines loudly.

The only response he gets is the clear sound of you shutting the bathroom door, your giggles heard until a running water replaces them.

"Honestly, you're just too dramatic," you say, chewing on the tangerine you peeled for yourself while face-timing Taehyung.

It's not rare for him to call you, but it's been a while since the two of you talked just like that and considering Taehyung's complaints, it's more than clear he called you to vent. You've nothing better to do anyway, it's Sunday and you've been enjoying the weekend just by sorting out your things, watching movies and cooking for you and Jungkook, who's been busy this whole weekend.

Working the whole Saturday and coming home at night just to spend his Sunday locked in his office, editing the set of photos that need to be done by the end of the week – which is today, makes you feel bad for Jungkook. He had barely any time to eat and if it weren't for your annoying pestering, you're not sure if he'd even eaten lunch.

It's close to the evening, the sun is slowly setting as you're sitting in the kitchen with your phone propped against the fruit ball, facing Taehyung who's laying on his couch with chest bare, a sight you're familiar with. The man loves to be half-naked when he's home.

"He bailed on me!" Taehyung exclaims, showing his annoyance at absent Jimin who's not here to stand up for himself and you take it as your responsibility to do so.

"He's sick, Tae," you deadpan, peeling another tangerine while Taehyung loudly sighs. "He's allowed to be sick, of course he doesn't feel like hanging out."

"He was fine yesterday when I talked to him!"

You raise your brow at him, stopping your task for a second to find him pucker his lips as you sigh. "You guys are like a married couple, honestly."

"Ah, like you're the one to talk!" he says right away, scoffing at you as you give him a glare.

"Plus, didn't you say you spontaneously wanted to hang out? Not everyone is free all the time, Tae. Not even Jimin."

He knows you've a point, you can see it in the way he looks away for a moment and is too stunned for words. That's until another deep sigh makes it past his lips.

"Fuck, I know... I'm just so fucking bored. Zuri bailed on me too and I've got nothing to do." Taehyung whines like a little child he sometimes is, too dramatic for his own good and you snicker, already recognizing the look of boredom he sports.

"Who the fuck is Zuri?" you ask, brows furrowed in confusion as a smirk makes its way on his lips at the mention of a woman.

"Ah, this hot chick I hooked up a few times. We were supposed to meet today but she canceled on me," Taehyung frowns, being reminded that he's been bailed by two people today.

For some reason, you do feel bad for him though. He's a social butterfly and although he has his days when he just wants to do his own thing that doesn't require another person, you know he quickly grows bored being by himself.

"Who even cancels on The Kim Taehyung?"

You snort, giggling as you shake your head at your friend. "Jimin and Zara, apparently."

"It's Zuri," Taehyung corrects you, "Don't worry about it, I couldn't get her name right the first time too."

And that makes you laugh, Taehyung joining you as he finds the memory of him forgetting the name of a woman he hooked up hilarious. Zuri wouldn't find it hilarious for sure, you actually feel sorry for her but at the same time, she probably knew what she's getting herself into considering Taehyung is very upfront with his potential hook-ups. Yes, he likes to fool around but he's not a douchebag that treats women like trash. At the same time, you're sure he has managed to break a few hearts as someone liked him too much to understand he's not interested in a relationship.

"I'm sure she loved that you couldn't remember her name right," you tell him with a full mouth, ignoring the grimace he gives you to annoy you. "Is it really hard to remember a name of someone you're about to have a sex with?"

"If you're wasted like I was then yes," Taehyung deadpans, making you giggle again.

"You're unbelievable, my friend." you tell him, conversation flowing to another direction as you joke around and talk for a few more minutes until you bid goodbye.

You still have to go grocery shopping considering you gave up on it yesterday, too comfortable on Jungkook's couch with a stomach full while binge-watching The Hunger Games.

Cleaning up your mess, you walk up to Jungkook's office and knock on the door, barely waiting for any response before you slowly push the door open. It's not surprising to find him the same way you did around lunch time. Sitting behind his desk, eyes big staring at the screen as the clicking sounds of his mouse resounds while he doesn't even spare you a glance.

Walking up to him and standing behind him, you lean down to admire the photos he has taken and is now editing in Photoshop. It never amazes you to see how talented he is and it's actually rare for you to catch him working on this stuff, since he usually used to work when he was alone. This is his work-time, so he obviously wasn't editing or working on anything while you hung out.

But as you take the picture he's editing into the sight, your heart clenches at the pregnant woman who's holding her big belly. The colors are vibrant, looking pretty and alive as her soft pink dress makes a great contrast with other colors and her skin tone.

You know Jungkook works on different kinds of photos, whether it's a family portrait, weddings or photoshoots, he's very versatile with his skills and offers of service. Now that you think about it, you remember him mentioning a couple of times he has done a pregnancy photoshoot, but it's not something he does very often.

So to see the woman smiling happily at her belly, the growing child inside her, actually makes your heart crack at the thought of Jungkook photographing this and now having to edit it. Maybe he doesn't think about it too much, he's great at hiding his emotions when it comes to something so heartbreaking that he has experienced. And once again, history is here to haunt him and a painful reminder of what could've been is right in front of his eyes.

If Jungkook notices your lack of verbal response, he focuses on the picture instead as he skillfully sharpens and improves the colors again.

Sighing, you sneak your arms around his neck and down his chest, resting your chin against the top of his head. You're leaning against the back of his chair, staring at the picture.

"When did you take this?" you ask him quietly, hearing him clear his throat as he continues with his work.

"Two weeks ago?" he answers unsurely, not really showing any kind of emotion which makes you dubious if he's fine or only acting like he is in front of you.

"Are you okay with taking pictures like this?" you ask carefully, knowing it's a touchy subject and the curiosity in you once again wins. It's not even about curiosity but more about your own worry about Jungkook's well-being.

Obviously, he's in control of what job he's taking and if he didn't want to take this kind of photoshoot, he had every right now to agree to this. In the worst case, he could've cancelled if this was booked way before he discovered Kiko's lie. But knowing Jungkook, he's not the type to cancel on anything and to be fair, you'd be proud of him for not letting it affect his work. On another hand, you don't see a problem even if he did cancel it – if it meant it helps him and he needs more time to heal.

"It's my job, Y/N," he points out quietly, giving you a little signal that maybe he's not completely fine with it as he looks. You've known him for years, so you know the lack of emotion in his voice is him hiding it.

Sighing, you don't mean to pry any more and you're slowly sliding your arms up, just to be stopped by Jungkook's quiet voice.

"It wasn't exactly easy because thoughts kept coming to my mind whether I wanted it or not... but I was focusing on my work, so I tried to block them, you know?"

You straighten, coming to his desk to face him as he slightly pushes the chair away to give you more space while you lean against the wooden desk.

"But I'm fine, really. I can't break down at every sight of a pregnant woman or something. I do feel sad because like I said, it makes me think of questions like what if... but I'm gonna live." he assures you, giving you a soft smile as you react the same before you give him a gentle nod.

"I need you to live, who's gonna be my best friend?" you joke, trying to lighten up the mood.

Hair put in a man-bun while you're sure the hair tie in his hair is yours, you watch as his features relax and he gives you an amused grin showing the set of his front teeth. Despite the fact he has been locked in his office the entire day and wearing one of his lazy home outfits – which is similar to yours; a pair of sweatpants and a random shirt – he looks slightly tired from staring into the computer screen for hours but still handsome as ever.

"Oh, get out," he scoffs but laughs with you, "Who were you talking to? I heard you laughing." he asks, changing the topic as you chuckle at the instant memory of Taehyung and his dramatic call.

"Taehyung. Apparently Jimin and one of his hook-ups bailed on him, so he's been feeling... offended, petty? You know him," you laugh and Jungkook nods, chuckling at Taehyung as well. "I'm going to the groceries, you want something?"

Jungkook looks surprised as he thinks. "Oh, shit. We were supposed to go yesterday, weren't we?"

"Nah, it's fine. You were working and I was too lazy to go," you shrug, "The fridge isn't empty, I'm sure there is enough food to cook something for tomorrow but I've been craving some snacks, so I'm gonna get them." you explain.

"Snacks? There is a whole cupboard full of snacks." Jungkook reminds you, although you feel the need to correct him that the cupboard is no longer totally full – thanks to his midnight visits to eat some snacks in the middle of the night, despite his current "diet" as he likes to whine about.

"My period is coming, I need different snacks." you tell him, his brows shooting up as he chuckles and nods in understanding.

"Do you want me to come with you?" he asks, leaning comfortably against his chair as you shake your head.

To be completely fair, you hate having to go grocery shopping alone but that's exactly what you were doing back when you were living alone because there was no other choice. Well, it's not like you can't do it. You're an adult but you prefer to go with someone else. But Jungkook is working and you're completely fine with going by yourself.

"Nah, it's fine. You should finish this, so you can finally rest." you remind him as he playfully rolls his eyes at you.

"Are you taking a car?"

"No, I think I'm just gonna walk there. It's not that far away and I've been sitting on my ass the whole weekend." you explain to him as he frowns a little.

"It's about to get dark," he informs you as if you didn't know and it makes you chuckle. "I'm going with you. We can take my car and buy groceries for the next week while we're there." he tells you, already reaching for the mouse to click off his opened tabs.

"You sure? You're working."

"This was my final picture anyway. I'm done," he informs you, saving the pictures and files as he finally turns off the computer. "Let me just grab my wallet and keys, and we can go."

You nod, both of you scurrying out of his office to get your things before you get into Jungkook's car as he drives you to the nearby store.

It's weird to be thinking this, but it actually feels therapeutic to just go and shop, even though Jungkook has been tossing so many unnecessary items you definitely don't need. So you remind him of his diet but he only acts as if he hasn't heard you, ignoring you which makes you laugh.

You push the cart through different aisles, mostly stopping in the candy and snacks section so you can finally decide what your heart – or more like stomach – desires for, while Jungkook disappears somewhere to grab some of his needed groceries. By the time you're done, your cart is somehow almost full but that's only because you've bought more meat, vegetables, fruit and more basic food that it's needed.

Both busy standing in line and then putting your items onto the conveyor belt, you're both in your own thoughts until it's your turn. Just as you're about to greet a young cashier that looks to be your age, your eyes meet but that's until Jungkook tosses something else onto the belt. You and her both look at the sudden item being tossed, your cheeks flaming hot when you notice it's a package of condoms. The girl looks behind you, your own eyes following the vision as you're met with unbothered looking Jungkook who gives you a shrug.

"We ran out,"

Oh god. Turning around, you feel your cheeks hot as the woman looks just as shy as a quiet greeting leaves past her lips and so does yours. You quickly move to put scanned groceries back to your cart as Jungkook can't help but have the time of his life looking at your flustered and evidently shy face.

Giving him glare amuses him even more, no matter how inconspicuously you're trying to do it with your head facing downwards only for your eyes to glare up at him. But the overly confident and amused man has the audacity to actually send you a wink, completely distracting you until you realize he's paying with his card all your groceries. You haven't separated it, since most food you'll share but you were planning on paying for it. You'll just send him money later.

"Have a good evening," The cashier politely says, cheeks red as she realizes how it sounds and her wide eyes look at Jungkook, thankfully not staring at you.

But Jungkook isn't affected at all, raising the corner of his lips up. "We will," he tells her with a completely amused tone while you wish for the floor to swallow you whole. "Have a lovely evening." And he takes the receipt from her hands, bowing slightly towards her as the woman is too stunned to speak and barely manages to bid the last goodbye.

You're rushing out of the shop, smacking Jungkook in the arm as soon as you're out while he cackles at your flustered face.

"Condoms, really?" you scold him once you stop at the truck of his car, he opens it with his keys still in the pocket of his jacket.

"What? We need them, we really ran out," he laughs and you shake your head at him, grinning at the absurd situation. You did run out, since the last time you had sex Jungkook used the last condom – it's hazy but you do remember him tossing away the empty box. "Come on, it's a completely normal thing!" Jungkook exclaims, laughing as you start laughing.

"No, I know," you tell him, both of you putting your groceries in his truck. "The poor woman is probably traumatized because of you."

"Oh, please, she most likely has sex too," Jungkook tells you, scoffing amusingly.

"It was about your behavior later, you moron and you know it," you scold him, causing him to laugh as he doesn't hide it and shrugs with a grin. "You made her flustered."

"I have that effect on women," Jungkook muses, pursing his lips cockily as you roll your eyes, both of you bursting in laughter again.

"Sure, Jeon, whatever helps you sleep at night." you sing out to him, pushing the cart to take it back to its designated place while Jungkook shoots you a playful grin, closing the trunk as he gets inside the car waiting for you to join him.

The rest of the evening is spent nice, maybe not how Jungkook made fun of and insinuated to the poor cashier. None of you actually make a move to have sex once you get home and take care of the groceries. You both relax while binge-watching 'You', Jungkook urging you to go to sleep once your head keeps falling and eyes can no longer stay open. So you take a shower, accepting the warmth and softness of Jungkook's bed right after, waiting for him to join you after his shower.

And once he does, the two of you fall asleep in a comfortable darkness and silence, enjoying the few hours until your alarms wake you up in the morning.

If you had to name one person that you truly don't understand, you'd know right away who that person is. A man with sharp eyes, usually a stone cold expression that has made you believe he's not as bad as he represents himself but then he reminds you that he's not just a man of those features. It's a man who has invoked a new profound ability to irritate you to the core.

Monday is just like any other Monday at work – everyone has jumped straight into their responsibilities and daily tasks, although the party that happened on Friday is still merely discussed amongst the staff.

Despite your nonchalant and cold attitude you've been giving to Yoongi today, the day isn't as bad since you're absorbed in your own work. To be completely exact, you're not even sure if you're giving any attitude to him since you've been ignoring him whenever he was in the same room but it's not like he's been asking for your attention. But at least, you used to spare him a glance or a brief nod in greeting which definitely isn't happening today.

And you've no idea if it's for your current and today's attitude towards him, or if he can still remember the look of disappointment you gave him as him and Jungkook almost went for each other's necks – you've no idea what makes him approach you first.

Because Yoongi never approaches someone first, not if it's work related which you're sure this is not.

"Can we talk?" He approaches you all of a sudden and you hold yourself back from flinching at the sudden voice next to you, not expecting anyone to approach you just like that.

To be fair, you haven't even noticed him since your eyes have been locked onto your phone – using your break to drink tea and drive away the short-lasting boredom for a moment.

You let your eyes set on him briefly, sparing him a glance as you're staying leaned against the counter in the break-room.

"I'm on my break," you murmur, pettily staring back into your phone but not before you take a small spit of your tea, setting the cup beside you as the man in front of you sets a burning gaze at you.

"I can see that," he mutters back smartly, causing even more annoyance to bubble inside of you. "I'm using my own break to talk to you, so you could show some gratitude."

At this, you scoff loudly and your ignoring facade breaks just like that. "You're a real asshole, you know that?"

"Tell me something you haven't told me yet," he tells you, shrugging as you scoff again, avoiding his sharp eyes in fear otherwise you're going to jump on him and strangle him to death. "I'm here to apologize."

And you laugh, bitterly and amusingly at the same time as you laugh in his face which makes him frown and takes a lot of control not to just turn around and leave.

You really are pissing him off and you don't probably even realize it. And maybe he's not the most self-reflective person, he knows he wasn't completely good to you. And he hates that he actually feels guilty and it's your stupid face you made on Friday before you left.

"Min Yoongi and apologizing?" you scoff, "That's hard to believe." you tell him honestly, still sounding bitter but you eye him suspiciously. Well, Yoongi can't blame you for being suspicious when it comes to something as an apology from him.

"Well, then believe it," he mutters, not hiding his annoyance but he has never done that when it comes to you, nor anyone else.

You stay quiet, raising your brow at him as he expects any response from you to help him, but he doesn't get it which makes him let out an annoyed huff.

"I'm sorry for how I acted on Friday." he says bluntly and almost robotically, so emotionless that it actually makes you burst into laughter.

"You're so shitty at apologizing. Have you ever apologized before?" you ask, met with a glare in return.

"For your information yes, very rarely and a long time ago but yes," He rolls his eyes, "So, I apologized. Bye."

"Wait," you call out to him as he's about to turn around, staring at him in disbelief. "That's it? I apologized and bye? Don't you have anything more to say?" You know you're pushing your luck but a simple sorry doesn't cut it for how he acted.

"What do you want me to say?" he sighs, "Sorry I was an asshole. Good?"

"Well, perhaps you could start with why you are sorry. And not just because you are an asshole, because we all know that."

"God, how does he put up with you?" he murmurs under his nose, causing you to glare at him as you put your phone next to your cup just to cross your arms over your chest.

He hesitates, staring at you instead but is met with another raise of your brow as you wait expectantly. Sighing both in defeat and annoyance, he rubs his skin behind his ear as he smacks his lips.

"I shouldn't have interfered into your business with Benjamin and your boyfriend,"

Ignoring the way he calls Jungkook your boyfriend, mocking you, you keep glaring at him.

"I took it too far."

"Why did you do it though?" you ask him, still eyeing him as if he should burst in laughter and tell you he's joking. You'd like to think you know him to some extent, and you do. But it's hard to detect whether he's really sincere or playing some tricks on you.

But the sight of him shifting on his spot, visibly looking uncomfortably as discomfort is visible on his scrunched and frowned features, makes you think that he might be sincere after all.

"Why did you butt in just to call me out? You knew Benjamin was interested in me, yet you told him about Jungkook which okay, I have no idea how that came up in your conversation with him but fine... it happened and you didn't exactly lie to him,"

You know it would be a douche move to tell him that he didn't have to tell him about Jungkook. If he was on your side, he could've just stayed quiet and not assure Benjamin Jungkook is only your friend. But it's stupid because he didn't lie, something you did. You and Yoongi aren't friends, yet he knows some things about your life that strangers shouldn't know – but it's your own fault for being open to him because despite his annoying personality, some things aren't that hard to tell him.

You guess it's more about the fact he should've been on your side, or at least something you'd appreciate about him if he did that. But he didn't. In a way, you feel slightly betrayed but can you be surprised? Like you said, you and him aren't friends.

"But you still decided to stick your nose and make Benjamin think as if he has a chance. I lied and I feel fucking guilty about it, but it was the better way to not hurt him."

"Or it was a better way for you so you didn't have to confront him and make yourself uncomfortable," Yoongi tells you, your mouth hanging open because you feel absolutely called out.

And you feel even more guilty than ever when you realize that he's right. You didn't exactly decide to lie to Benjamin just for your sake, so he's wrong about that. You lied for your and Benjamin's sake and Jungkook helped you with it.

Benjamin might not be a completely bad person, but the way he looked at you when Jungkook was next to you and the tone he talked with – it's something that made you extremely uncomfortable. Something Jungkook noticed that night and decided to pretend to be your boyfriend for your own sake.

"I'm not perfect, Yoongi," you remind him through your clenched teeth, "I did it for both my and his sake. It still doesn't excuse you for butting in and acting like an idiot. Is it really that fun to annoy me? Do you really hate me that much?"

Yoongi opens his mouth, a little perplexed by the sudden questions thrown at him. "I don't hate you, Y/N."

"Well, you sure make it seem like that," you scoff, "Couldn't you just mind your business? I just don't understand why you did that."

"Because I'm an asshole," he tells you honestly, "I really was bored and I didn't know what harm I'd cause."

"You're unbelievable. You never know, Yoongi," you tell him angrily, not hiding your disappointment. "I know we aren't friends but I was at least expecting you to have my back." you scoff at yourself.

Maybe you're making this more dramatic than it has to be. You didn't even know how much this whole thing upsets you and that you actually were expecting him to have your back, not until now.

"You women are dramatic, just another reminder why I'd rather deal with guys," Yoongi comments, making you look at him furiously as the corners of his mouth twitch but he controls himself, sighing. "Like I said, I crossed a line and I'm sorry for that. You're right, it wasn't my business and if Benjamin made you feel uncomfortable, you did what you thought is right,"

You stare at him.

"I still think you should've been upfront with him. You shouldn't care about others feelings too much, be more honest because than it'll backfire at you,"

Did he just give you advice? 

It's funny how you've been told you're honest your whole life. And you are. You know you're straight-forward, honest and blunt. But it does not always apply to every situation and it really depends on that situation you're in. For example, you really wanted to spare Benjamin's feelings because he has never openly said he likes you or anything like that. If he did, you'd be honest with him and tell him politely you're not interested. You wouldn't have to lie to him.

"So now that's done, my business here is finished." Yoongi says, smacking his hands together as he gives you a tight smile and turns around without another word.

You stand there speechless, staring in disbelief as his figure slowly disappears among the group of people who enter the break-room. Shaking yourself out of your stunned state, you finish your tea quickly and go back to work.

It's around lunch time, too consumed with your work and not feeling hungry at all, that you stay behind and work on some calls that need to be made when you see Yoongi again. You're surprised he's still lingering there considering most people from this department went out for lunch. But his sharp and expressionless face is not the first thing you see and it is not an indication of him still being in the building.

It's the paper bag with a croissant in it being tossed onto your desk that makes you jump, rushing to apologize to the woman who's on the phone with you that sounds concerned on the other line. Looking at Yoongi, you see him briefly giving you a look – noticing he's wearing a jacket that means he was outside and came back just now.

The woman's voice is just an empty sound you can't concentrate on, not as you watch Yoongi giving you no other reaction as he drags his feet to his desk, holding his own paper bag from the bakery nearby. For the rest of the day, he doesn't spare you a glance but you're not innocent either because you never thank him for the croissant he bought you. You didn't ask for it but you still appreciate it.

None of you mention it but that's how things are with you. Some things are better left unsaid – at least that's how things are better with Yoongi.

When you come home after a long day, the apartment is quiet and for a moment you think Jungkook is working outside again, but that's soon to be proved wrong when you hear sounds coming from his office. The door stays closed and you tell yourself you're going to wait for him to come outside to ask him if he wants the take-away tonight. You're too tired to cook tonight, plus you feel the sudden pressure in your lower back and stomach from time to time, knowing it's just a matter of time before the first round of cramps will make themselves known.

You could just go there and knock, ask him if he wants something to eat since there's nothing cooked and you'd like to eat something before you fall into your state of pain and uncomfortable period symptoms. But you decide to wait a little bit longer, hearing voices which makes you wonder if he's calling with someone. Plus, whenever he has his office door closed you don't like to interrupt him because even if he never said anything about it, you know he closes the door to have privacy and time to work.

So in the meantime, you take a warm shower and make yourself an alchemilla tea after you change into more comfortable clothes. You wait a few minutes, texting with Jimin for a minute as you ask him if he's alright since Taehyung told you he's apparently sick. He doesn't give you too many details, just says he must have caught a cold but it's nothing serious, he's still going to work like any other adult person that's scared to take a sick leave.

Your stomach grumbles a little, notifying you of hunger considering you haven't eaten much today and you weren't exactly hungry, until now. Seeing Jungkook has been locked in his office ever since you came, you decide to knock on his door after all.

Fist in the air to knock and brows furrow, you hear another voice that definitely isn't coming from the phone and you realize Jungkook has someone in there. It is weird because he has never mentioned anything about visitors but you don't pay too much attention to it, since he can invite whoever he wants to his home. You just wonder how you could have not noticed the extra pair of shoes in the entry that doesn't belong to you or Jungkook.

Knocking, you hear Jungkook let out a response with a short "Yeah?" causing you to open the door to find two pairs of eyes already staring at you. Even through your confusion at the sight of another woman sitting right next to Jungkook behind his desk, you greet both of them as they greet you back.

"Hey, how is it going?" you ask, smiling at the young woman that seems to be familiar but there is barely enough time for you to think about when you have seen her before.

"Good, I'm just showing Ester my recent works," Jungkook answers happily, grinning at Ester who gives him a shy smile and seems to be a little surprised by your sudden appearance. "Oh, you met her before, you remember? In the club?"

Ah, that's where you know her from. She's the woman Taehyung was trying to introduce to Jungkook which turned out to actually happen. According to the words he said to you that night, he just wanted Jungkook to meet someone and talk to someone new.

Turns out they have more in common since she's a photographer too, which would probably explain why she's here and they're both looking at Jungkook's work on his computer.

"Ah, yes, hi! It's good to see you again," you tell her with a smile, still unsure of her presence but you have no reason to be impolite.

She's pretty just like you remember her being that night. Well, she definitely wears less make-up and you get to see her features more clearly, since you're out of the darkness of the club where you saw her the last time. The same could be said to you because even if you weren't putting the best effort in your appearance that night, your face is make-up free and you are wearing baggy clothes right now. Still, she definitely looks more presentable than you at the moment.

"Y/N, right?" she asks and you nod, "It's good to see you again." she says back, returning the polite smile as you look back at Jungkook which catches his attention since you're reminded why you're here.

"I was just about to order some food, I'm not in the mood to cook tonight. Do you guys want something?" you ask, well both of them since Ester is here and it would be impolite not to include her.

It seems like Jungkook took care of her since there's a bowl of snacks on the desk and he must've offered her a drink too. Your can of sprite to be exact but it's not like it matters.

"Oh, no, thank you! I'm leaving actually," Ester informs you, glancing at Jungkook as they look at each other until he glances back at you.

"Sure, I'll just have the same you order for yourself," Jungkook tells you, "Thanks."

You nod, feeling like it's a fried wings type of night knowing what order Jungkook would choose anyway. You excuse yourself, giving them one final smile before you close the door and leave them up to their business.

By the time you order the food and make yourself comfortable on Jungkook's couch, cuddled up with a blanket that's wrapped around your body, the door of Jungkook's office opens.

"...like I said, it's nothing to be stressed about. I've seen your work and I wouldn't recommend you if I didn't believe in you. You'll do great..." You hear Jungkook, Ester nodding at him with a smile that shows gratitude.

She bids you a goodbye once she notices you on the couch and the sounds coming from the television. You sit upright, waving at her and saying goodbye to her, ignoring the sharp pain in your lower stomach. You hear their muffled voices for a minute or two until the front door is closed.

Pressing the heating pad on your stomach, you pray the food delivery will arrive soon so you can at least eat something before you go to sleep. Jungkook's feet paddle against the floor as he joins, the space next to you bending slightly under his bed.

"Did you order the food?" he asks lightly, checking what you're watching just to find you're binge-watching Harry Potter again which makes him mentally chuckle.

"Yeah, it should be here soon," you answer, voice muffled by the blanket as Jungkook frowns, noticing your state.

"You okay?"

"I just got my period," you tell him, glancing at him just to not be able to hold back the pout that makes it onto your lips.

"Aw," Jungkook lets out, "Did you take something?"

"Yeah, it got too uncomfortable," you answer, "Sometimes it's manageable but there is a month when it gets too much."

Jungkook nods, staring at you in a pity wishing he could do something for you but he knows there's nothing much he can do. So he just cuddles to you, slightly frightened you'll tell him to fuck off considering women are unpredictable when on their period, joining your warm space under the blanket.

He kisses you into your hair, hand placed over your stomach to already find the heating pad there.

"Do you need anything?" he asks, causing you to shake your head.

"No, thanks," you tell him quietly, "I already made myself a tea, took a painkiller and have my heating pad," you inform him which makes him nod. "But you could rub my tummy, if you're so willing to help." you tell him with a giggle across your shoulder which makes him laugh.

Never misses an opportunity for some good rubbing, Jungkook thinks as he shakes his head at you with a grin plastered on his lips, hand already pushing the heating pad away to caress your aching lower stomach.

You hum comfortably, the painkiller already starting to work as the intervals of your cramps mitigate slowly.

"How was your day?" Jungkook asks quietly beside you, head resting against one of the cushions as he watches the movie with you.

"You're not going to believe it but Yoongi actually apologized to me today," you share the news excitedly with him, Jungkook rolling his eyes at the mention of the annoying man just right when you lay on your back, motioning for Jungkook to continue with his caressing. "And he bought me a croissant for lunch."

"You didn't eat lunch?" Jungkook frowns, your turn to roll your eyes at him.

"Wasn't hungry that much," you mutter, feeling as if you're about to get scolded by your parents but Jungkook just sighs. "Anyways, he did apologize in his style but I was so shocked that he did."

"He had a reason to apologize," Jungkook says and you nod, shrugging.

"Yeah, well, he never apologizes so I guess that's why I was so shocked."

"What a lovely man..." Jungkook says sarcastically, causing you to smack your lips as you raise your brow at him.

So you share everything that's been said between you and him, not forgetting to point out he actually admitted that it wasn't any of his business and that he crossed a line. Jungkook just nods, not really giving you any verbal response even though the clear annoyance of topic 'Yoongi' is very much visible. Ending this topic of conversation, you ask him about his day and even though you don't voice it out, Jungkook sees your curiosity of Ester's sudden presence in his home.

"I was editing the entire day, made some bookings and things like that," Jungkook tells you, "I invited Ester because... you remember when I told you about Junho offering me the job?"

You nod.

"Yeah, well he was looking for another person and Ester came to my mind. We followed each other the night we met at the club. She finished college two years ago and has been trying to start her own business, but she's still pretty new at it but she's really good at what she's doing. I get the feeling she's very insecure about her work and it's sad because she really is talented. So I asked her if she would be interested in working with me on the project in your company. She's been struggling financially as well, from what I've understood and I know how hard it is to start. I had no one to explain things to me or help me, it sucks when you have no one. So I offered to help." Jungkook explains, telling you how the two of them actually met again.

"That's sweet of you, Kook," you tell him genuinely, smiling at your friend that just shrugs as if it was nothing. "Show me her Insta." you propose, so he momentarily stops rubbing your stomach to pull out the phone out of his pants.

With one hand, he opens the app and hands you the phone to check her account.

There aren't that many pictures of her, most of them just of nature and animals but there are some people that look like her friends. In one or two she's in them as well but there are no solo shots of her, which to be honest you'd expect the opposite because she looks photogenic.

"Wow, she really is good." you hum as Jungkook silently agrees, tossing his phone next to him once you hand him the device.

"We just showed more of our stuff to each other and I kinda explained to her what the project is about, what her role is going to be in it. I mean, Junho said he'll tell me more details soon so it's not like I know everything about it."

"Yeah, there isn't much information or further details yet. At least nothing you already don't know," you inform him, knowing the further details should be discussed this week. "I'll look into it tomorrow, it's supposed to happen in two months and we don't have much time to organize everything."

All of you in the company have to make sure everything is planned and settled. Two months might seem like a long time but it really is not. You have to have everything planned for the next big meeting which should happen with Mr. Huang who's going to be present through a video call, so you can present it to him and make sure everything is up to date.

Glancing at Jungkook, you find him staring at you with a mischievous smirk which makes you laugh in confusion.

"What are you staring at?"

"You're kinda hot when you talk business,"

You burst in laughter, ignoring the little butterflies his compliment caused.

"Shut up," you scold him, interrupted with a buzzing notification from your phone. "The food's here."

But Jungkook is already standing up, getting the food and coming back quickly with the delicious smell of fried wings and fries which makes you almost moan. You dig right in, stuffing your face until you're too full to continue but Jungkook assures you he'll gladly finish the food.

When you mention and tease him about his diet, all he gives you in response is a great view of his tattooed middle finger.

You can't believe your desperation.

With the absence of Jungkook for the past couple of days, the only time you got to properly talk to him were the evenings whenever you'd watch a one episode of some show, you realize that you got slightly needy.

Maybe it's the fact that Jungkook has been barely home, working on his own projects to the point he couldn't join you in mini-golfing with Jimin and Taehyung last weekend, which was the only time you've hung out ever since you moved into Jungkook's place. It's not his fault and you completely understand that.

If he's home, he's usually back in his office working again and you could clearly see how exhausted and busy he has been. Work isn't the only thing that occupies his free time. He makes sure to go to the gym to keep himself sane, which you understand, because you've your own routine to do whenever you come back home after a busy day. A lot less productive than Jungkook working out for two full hours.

You still have time to talk about your day but the true absence which makes you desperate is Jungkook's touch. It sounds silly and you think of it this way because you're not ready to have sex every day. But you're not going to lie – your period ended and you kind of expected something to happen, whether it was a way to make each other feel good after an exhausting day or just simply using the fact you're hooking up.

The truth is that nothing happened which again, you actually understand because Jungkook seems to be too busy and his head is in other places.

You obviously couldn't have sex while you were on your period, at least it's not something you wanted to brought up to the table. But after your period ended, things just stayed the same. Busy and absent.

It's got to be your hormones, you're sure of it. Because at first you were fine with not having sex at every opportunity, even if there weren't that many to begin with.

But Jungkook would just do his own thing and so would you. Sleeping next to him being shirtless definitely hasn't been helping. Or the sight of him coming out of the shower with nothing but a towel wrapped lowly on his hips.

Anyway, the lack of Jungkook's touch or him showing any interest in you made you want to stomp like a little kid. It's true Jungkook is usually the one to initiate sex or anything intimate. The only time you actually initiated something was when you were tipsy.

Shortly said, you grew tired after a week of nothing happening and it's been only recently that you've started to feel sexually frustrated. And the memories of Jungkook innocently brushing his hand past your lower back in the mornings whenever you'd meet in the kitchen before your work has definitely sparked the flame of desperation and horniness. Or the fresh scent of him whenever he'd come out of the shower, hair still wet and skin glistening.... Fuck.

You've heard him playing a video game when you brought him the cinnamon rolls you've baked today – a poor attempt at trying to distract yourself. Honestly, it's not that dramatic but he's not working anymore and you kind of salivate at the thought of his dick. Plus, the last time you had sex was when you were attending your company's party together – the simply memory of that is giving you butterflies.

Walking into his office and being met with gun shooting sounds, you find him in the same position as you've last seen him with the only difference of an empty plate on the desk.

Shamelessly, you stand behind his chair and sneak your arms down his chest, chin resting on top of his head as you stare at the game. He barely pays you attention, cursing under his breath when he misses the shot but shows his great gaming skills when he manages to kill the other character.

His hair smells nice of his shampoo, looking fluffy and wild considering there's no hair-tie that holds it in place this time. His chest feels hard under your touch, your hands itching to touch him some more but clearly, your presence isn't important right now because Jungkook's big eyes stay glued on the screen.

"Kook," you whine, "How long are you going to play this game?"

"Why?" Jungkook murmurs, cursing right before a triumphal "Ha!" startles you.

"I'm bored," you tell him, standing straight as you keep your arms next to your body, slowly walking around the chair to lean against his desk to face him.

But no response is heard from the man in front of you, who's too immersed in that stupid game of his which makes you purse your lips in annoyance. He's making this very hard and while you're trying to do things in a subtle way, you're not sure how long you'll be capable of doing that.

You groan silently, poking your head in Jungkook's direction which makes him frown. "Y/N!" he scolds you loudly, whining when you're covering most of his screen.

"Jungkook we've barely been hanging out lately," you whine, fully realizing you sound like a bratty child but who cares. Jungkook clearly doesn't as he hums, making you wonder if he's even listening to you. "Can we hang out?"

"What do you want to do?" he asks mindlessly, pressing the keyboard's button repeatedly.

"I don't know...." you mutter, pouting as you slightly rock on your heels, whining loudly when Jungkook totally ignores you once again.

So you stand in front of him, earning a fit of complaints right away. This way Jungkook finally looks at you, frowning with a pout on his own lips before he grabs your waist and tries to pull you away. "It's the final round! Babe, come on! I'm gonna do everything you want later, just let me finish this!" he says too quickly, probably not even realizing what the stupid petname caused to your burning flame of desire between your thighs.

Sighing, you move to let him finish the stupid game while the loud sigh of relief resounds from him once he notices he luckily hasn't been killed yet.

So you stand there, looking grumpy as ever while you listen to constant keyboard smashing and clicking caused by Jungkook's quick fingers.

Three minutes later, when you're debating to leave because this is ridiculous, Jungkook finally smacks his hands in one quick and hard clap, showing his smug joy of winning. He leans back against the chair, stretching his neck before he finally gives you the attention you've been desperately trying to get.

"What's up?"

You scoff, laughing at the absurdity of this situation.

That catches Jungkook's attention and his eyes slightly widen in surprise and confusion, hands reaching for your hips as he brings you closer to him and you let him. Pulling you to his lap, you sit on his thighs with heart picking up pace with each second you're closer to him.

"Is there a reason why you're being this needy?" he chuckles, cocking his head to the side slightly.

You're not sure what possesses you but suddenly his gaze seems too much, so you lean your head against the crook of his neck, using the fact he can't see your face this way.

"I'm just bored," you murmur, feeling his hand on your hip as he squeezes it.

You don't see him poking his tongue into the inside of his cheek, a knowing smirk on his lips as he hums against you. You're never this needy and you wouldn't come here just because you're bored. You'd scold him or do anything else rather than having that look in your eyes. You probably don't know how easy it is to read you.

Jungkook didn't realize the reason for you coming here, not until you just stood by with a weird look on your face, clearly preventing yourself from either saying or doing something. So he has taken the chance to touch you and bring you closer to him. And what did you do? Listened to him like an obeyed puppy and that's when he knew.

"Just bored, huh?" Jungkook chuckles again, trying his best not to laugh at the way you cling to him like a little child, sitting on his lap like it's the best place to sit in. "You sure there's nothing else?"

And that's when you groan, throwing your head back for a dramatic moment which causes Jungkook to laugh while his hand caresses your hip. "You know..." you simply tell him, causing him to snort.

"Of course, I know. It's not hard to tell you're horny,"

"Jungkook!" you whine, hiding your face into the crook of his face embarrassingly while he enjoys the embarrassment you're currently experiencing.

"What? Just say you want sex, babe, it's not a crime." he teases you, causing you to groan in response.

"Don't say it like that," you mutter, "It's the stupid hormones."

Jungkook hums in response, giving the side of your ass a small smack. "Okay, let me just play one round and I'll take care of you."

Face flushed, you groan both in annoyance and embarrassment. "Seriously? You've been playing this for hours."

"Let's not be dramatic, it's barely been an hour," Jungkook rolls his eyes playfully at you, "You gotta be patient."

"You're doing this on purpose," you comment, huffing a little. "Is game seriously more important than sex with me?"

Jungkook cackles, "God, you're so needy," he murmurs cheekily, "Of course it's not, but I want to play this final round. So be a good girl, either sit on my lap and watch or wait for me in the bedroom."

Ignoring the urge to press your thighs together, you wonder what possessed Jungkook to say things like this because that's certainly another side of Jungkook.

"Jeon, I'm so wet, you've no idea." you admit desperately, placing a kiss on his jaw as you slowly start kissing his neck – your secret weapon to make him pay more attention to you. He sits there, letting you kiss and occasionally suck onto his skin, not too much though since you don't want to leave any marks.

For a moment you actually feel bad considering now Jungkook finally has free time to do something for himself, other than hitting the gym and other things he does to occupy himself. But just like Jungkook called you, you're being needy and probably selfish as well because you don't care about his stupid game. And as you sneak your hand between your bodies, locating his crotch idea you make sure to squeeze the soft bulge that's in his sweatpants. Fuck, this man isn't wearing anything underneath and you quickly have to catch yourself from moaning out loud.

"Now you're playing dirty," Jungkook groans, letting you rub his bulge as you smirk against his neck.

"If you don't want me, it's okay just tell me." you murmur, stopping your movements for a second since you had the courage to even say out loud the possibility of him not wanting to have sex with you right now. Which surely would be okay because he's allowed not to want sex whenever you want and vice versa – you'd be just fucking embarassed if that's the case right now since you've stooped low by clearly showing him your neediness.

"You crazy?" Jungkook chuckles, "I always want you."

And he's not lying because his dick in your hold hardens even through the thin material of his sweatpants.

"Then fuck me, do something." you whine, ignoring how much wet it feels between your thighs by his shameless confession.

You're not sure if he really means it or said it just for your sake – but it doesn't matter. He's clearly getting hard.

"You know what?" Jungkook hums in a low tone, "Go grab a condom from my nightstand," he tells you, giving your ass another smack as you straighten, sparkles of excitement in your eyes as you meet his gaze.

He hides a grin, licking his bottom lip as his gaze momentarily falls onto your lips.

"Bring the toy as well."

You freeze, staring at him with wide eyes before you look around confusingly.

Yes, since there's not many of your things at your own apartment – you obviously took the box with the sex toy in it as well. You certainly weren't planning to leave it for the woman that's about to move in there. Not that Jungkook gave you a choice since he told you to not forget to bring it as well – which you would even without him telling you but the fact he reminded you of it made you feel even more excited.

"Bring it... here?"

"Just do as I say," Jungkook tells you, grinning when he notices you rolling your eyes at him but you obey.

Standing up, you walk out of the office to his bedroom, quickly opening the new package of condoms before you take out the single foil. Glancing at the box that's placed in the corner of the room, you bite your lower lip before you quickly pull out the sex toy too. You're not sure what Jungkook is planning but you trust him, knowing it'll be worth it. He hasn't fucked you in his office yet, so maybe that's what he wants right now. Although, you don't exactly understand where exactly he wants to have sex since there's still a bunch of your boxes and a disassembled bed taking most of the space.

Not burdening your mind with it, you quickly grab the things and make your way over there. Jungkook is already setting the new game for him and you stare, giving him a look as he motions you with his head to come closer. You do, setting things down to his desk as he sits back onto his chair again, eyeing you up and down.

You certainly don't look too attractive. Wearing leggings and one of his baggy shirts you found laying on the washing machine in the bathroom the other day, you can't say you look your hottest at the moment.

"Take off your leggings and panties," he tells you casually, causing you to almost choke as you look at him dumbfounded, but he cocks his brow at you in challenge.

"Is–"

"Just do it," he cuts you off, motioning with his hand for you to get to it.

You hate how many butterflies and sparks it gives you.

So you listen to him, taking off your clothes just like he told you to with his eyes on you the entire time. Panties and leggings tossed on the ground, you reach for your shirt but he cuts you off with a raspy tone.

"Leave the shirt on,"

Giving him a look, he ignores it and cocks his head at his evident growing bulge that makes you swallow dryly.

"Pull me out,"

You hesitate for a second but drop onto your knees the next one, already hooking your fingers under the hem of his sweatpants as he helps you to take it off. His hardening cock almost slaps you in the face as it stands upright, still slightly growing and hardening as you lick your lips unknowingly.

You're about to touch it, wanting to taste him again because it's been a while since you had him in your mouth, but Jungkook cuts you off before you can even get close to him.

"Stand up,"

You do, still watching him attentively while trying to figure out what's his plan.

"Get the condom,"

Your hands move embarrassingly too quickly, already ripping open the foil package as you're about to hand it to Jungkook, just for him to tell you to put it on. He notices the surprise flashing on your face but you're already moving to obey him, slowly and carefully sliding the condom down his length.

"Is it good?" you ask unsurely as Jungkook has watched the whole process of you putting it on.

He grabs his length, causing you to stand upright while the wetness is starting to become too uncomfortable to you. Watching him giving himself a few testing tugs makes you bite onto your lip harshly, shamelessly salivating at the sight even when Jungkook looks up at you finding you ogling him.

"Turn around and bend over,"

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

You do without any words, waiting for him to stand up or do something but surprisingly he stays in his spot, barely moving. You're about to look back at him to voice out your confusion when you suddenly feel his two fingers between your thighs, rubbing your pussy which makes you whimper.

"Fuck, you really are wet," Jungkook says in amazement, rubbing your clit and folds for a good minute as you grind into his hand.

The second he pulls away you're ready to cry out, eager for him to continue because you get a feeling you'd be able to cum just by him rubbing you. That's how desperate you are.

But before you could make any sound of disapproval, Jungkook licks his two fingers by putting them into his mouth, just in the right time for you to see as you look across your shoulder.

And then he puts them out, wiping the saliva onto his shirt as he pats his lap.

"Come sit on it," He wants you, what? Before you can properly show your shock, he's gently grabbing you by your hips and pulling you into his lap. "Come on," he prompts you with a light but raspy tone.

Glancing again across your shoulder to make sure this position could actually work, you find Jungkook gripping his length with one hand while the other stays on your hip, gently guiding you onto his lap.

The moment you feel his tip grazing over your hole, you gasp and press your thighs together. You still don't fully sit on him, hands gripping the arm rests of his chair to keep yourself balanced. The position will clearly make it harder for him to enter you and as if Jungkook could hear your thoughts, his deep and raspy voice reaches your ears.

"Spread your legs a little,"

It's kind of an awkward position with your ass in the air and legs slightly spread, you don't get the time to dwell on how it must look because Jungkook pushes his tip inside of you, making you gasp in an instant. Brows pinched together, you almost fall back on him at the pressure of his length slowly entering you. When Jungkook's tip is safely inside of you, spreading you for his hard cock, his hand reaches between your thighs as he locates your clit, giving it a few slow circles to help you relax.

Hand on your hip slowly pulling you down on his lap, you also put some pressure as you carefully start sitting down on him, moaning when you can feel him inside of you as he stretches you. Your wetness provides enough lube not to make this unnecessarily painful and even though the stretch is tight and it burns, you love every second of it. You hear Jungkook sigh in pleasure once you press your thighs together like before. He feels your walls tightening but he mostly focuses on you, making sure this position isn't hurting you. He hasn't stretched you out after all and there has not been any foreplay. Just you and your needy cunt.

Moments later and you finally fully sit down, whimpering when your ass meets his pubic bone as his length is fully nestled inside of you. Your back automatically meets his chest, head thrown back as you're trying to make yourself relax but it's hard when your walls clench around him, trying to get used to him inside of you.

"You did great," he mutters, lips placed on your temple for a short second. "Now sit back and wait."

What?

Eyes instantly open, you're met with a sight of the ceiling before you tilt your head towards him, already finding him staring back at the computer screen as he pushes the chair closer to the desk.

"What?" you mutter in confusion, still trying to get out of your already fucked out state.

"You heard me," he tells you, barely giving you a glance as he starts a new game causing your jaw to drop in disbelief. "Have you ever heard of cockwarming?"

"You can't be serious," you scoff.

Of course, you know what that is. You did wonder about it before but it has never been on your mind with Jungkook. Not with him when whenever you were about to had sex, you were too eager to feel him. You just don't think you're the right person for this since you lack patience. Cockwarming sounds like a torture.

"It's a compromise," he tells you, trying to hide the amused tilt to his tone.

You're speechless, trying to wrap your head around what is happening as Jungkook happily goes back to his game as the sounds of it start to play from the speakers.

"Jungkook," you whine not even a minute later, finally feeling the familiar burn of pleasure that comes back and is nowhere near satisfied.

You need at least some kind of friction. You clench around his length unwillingly, your body asking for more as your name leaves Jungkook's mouth in a low and warning tone.

"I can't do this, don't do this to me." you whine, throwing your head back again to lean it against his shoulder as he quietly chuckles under his breath. This bastard...

"Spread your legs you brat," Jungkook tells you through his clenched teeth, hands still skillfully playing the game as he shoots other players. You do as you're told, spreading your legs. "Now bring them up."

Ah... you know what he means, so you bring your legs up which isn't completely comfortable either since your muscles protest a little bit – you, doing the bare minimum for your body in the form of basic stretching or exercising.

The cold air hits your crotch right away and you shiver, not because of the sudden breeze but the fact you're stuffed full with Jungkook's cock. Your knees hinder a little bit since his arms are outstretched to play with the keyboard and mouse, but somehow it's not as bad and he is able to play even with your knees up.

Jungkook continues to play the game as if none of this is happening in the first place, making you mentally scoff in disbelief at this man and his self restraint. His hands are busy, not where you want them to be for sure, so there's not a chance he'll do anything at this point.

So you clench around him, grinding your hips a little which earns you a disapproving grunt in return.

"Kook," you moan, shamelessly grinding with his cock inside of you because you definitely won't just sit there and go through this torture.

"Grab the toy," he orders all of a sudden, causing you to stop your shameless grinding as you glance at the toy. "Do it." he says with a firm tone when you take a moment to react.

Thinking he has a plan, you listen to him and grab the sex toy he has so kindly gifted you. To be honest, whenever you'd use it alone it didn't bring you such pleasure as you wanted. But when you use it with Jungkook, that's a whole nother story.

You're not sure what to do with it, having a tight grip of the cock-shaped toy makes your cheeks feel hot for some reason. But luckily, Jungkook is here to guide you.

"Turn it on,"

"Turn it on?"

"For fucks sake, just do it babe," Jungkook grumbles through clenched teeth, your heart picking up its pace at the word again.

You turn it on, the sex toy coming to life as it starts vibrating in your hand. Your whole hand buzzes and your face gets flushed, your eyes glancing at Jungkook's side profile as you find him staring at the screen with a clenched jaw.

He takes his chances, pulling his left hand off the keyboard just to adjust and make you grip the sex toy the opposite way. He leads your hand between your legs, pressing the buzzing and vibrating device against your clit which makes you arch your back immediately, a loud gasp resounding from your open mouth.

"Fuck, holy shit this feels good," you gasp, Jungkook's hand leaving yours as you want nothing but whine at the loss of touch. It's funny because his cock is still inside of you, fully erected and ready, but you still yearn for more touch. Somehow, it feels like he's not touching you enough.

"Yeah?" Jungkook asks breathlessly, feeling you repeatedly clench as the toy brings you another wave of pleasure. "Make yourself cum then."

And you do because this is the only way to do that for now. Your body moves naturally, still looking for some kind of friction as you grind, wanting to feel Jungkook's cock moving, but you're immediately scolded and warned by Jungkook. He really expects you to just sit on his cock?

You're beyond annoyed and frustrated, hating how restricted you currently feel but weirdly enough, the whole situation is so fucking hot and something you've never done or experienced before. And the fact that Jungkook looks so hot and he barely does anything. You imagine how your connection must look right now and you wish Jungkook had a mirror nearby, so you could see it with your own eyes. You're so full of him, desperate for him to thrust inside you like he always does. Desperate for him to deliver a few slaps on your ass, gripping your hips tightly as you can hear the sinful sounds of your body meeting his one.

You really like to torture yourself but the simple thoughts that can be also considered as memories make you feel even more hot, your whole body already burning with desire. You wish you wouldn't be gripping the armrest with your right hand, so you could grab your breast and squeeze it like Jungkook does. But you're too scared to move much, scared to lose the unbelievable pleasure that flows through your whole body.

You circle the toy against your clit, moaning a set of curses while Jungkook's breath gets hitched every now and then but besides that, he barely reacts.

Growing more desperate, you feel the familiar knot that suddenly snaps and before you know it, you're already cumming around Jungkook's cock with the sex toy still pressed against your swollen clit. Riding yourself off the orgasm, the toy slips from your hand and hits the floor with an audible thud, your whole body relaxing as it keeps clenching around Jungkook's cock for a few more moments until you're completely satisfied.

Too fucked out, you flinch once Jungkook abandons the game and sneaks his hand between your thighs to rub his fingers over your pussy, right around where he's nestled inside you to find you swollen and wet.

"Fuck," he simply mutters, rubbing you as you whimper and moan at the same time.

"I can't believe you just made me do that," you admit breathlessly, tilting your head towards Jungkook as he looks at you with a smirk, moisturizing his bottom lip with a tip of his tongue.

He shifts on his spot, his length poking you on a weird spot inside you that makes you whimper.

"Ow,"

"Sorry," he apologizes right away, patting your sides to get you off him. He helps you, holding you by your hips as you're trying to stand up on your wobbly legs.

Using his desk for support, you lean against it as you face Jungkook, noticing how wet and coated the condom is with your cum.

"What a mess," Jungkook teases, glancing up at you with mischievous eyes but your eyes are too focused on the treasure between his legs.

Dropping down on your knees, ignoring how they hurt from the impact, you give Jungkook a glance and cock your head towards him.

"Take the condom off," you tell him, watching how dark his eyes suddenly turn as he understands you immediately.

He does slide it off, debating for a second where to put it and you snort, causing him to roll his eyes at you before he tosses it carelessly on the ground, but not before he rolls it over so the wet part is inside. He wipes the wet fingers against his shirt just as you settle more comfortably between his legs and wrap your hand around him.

He sighs in content, leaning his head back as he lets you do your own thing.

You lick him, kiss his tip, suck on it as you truly cherish the pleasure you're giving him. He groans here and there, making soft but audible sounds which makes you satisfied because Jungkook isn't the type to scream his lungs out. He sounds so hot with the deep and raspy groans, occasional sighs as he lets you unknowingly know that you're doing a good job.

He's in his own world, grunting once you finally wrap your mouth around him and try to take as much as you can of his hard length. You dribble down his length, your saliva sliding down the hard and veiny skin, down to his balls. You suck him off, growing accustomed to a one rhythm while your other hand pressed against his balls, rubbing them which makes him almost shoot out of his place.

You've never been so bold with anyone but Jungkook always livens up another version of you. Version that even you didn't know about. Or maybe it's the fact how comfortable you feel to do all of these things with him.

You've noticed how Jungkook likes to be touched there, it's like his breaking point in every blowjob and you're happy, mentally cheering, at your own discovery.

Even though it has never been your favorite sexual act to do, Jungkook kind of changed that. You never liked to have a mouth full of dick, choking yourself for some air with a need to gag. In your teenage years, close to adult years, you always wondered how it'll feel like and to some extent, you never understood what's so special about it.

Yes, you still don't like to gag feeling like you'll throw up any second because – who likes that? But there's a certain kind of pleasure in giving pleasure to your partner. You also once thought the penis has to be the ugliest human and male part. But now you're salivating just at the sight of Jungkook's one.

You can't give Jungkook all the credit. Even when you started dating Haechan, you obviously experimented a lot because then you were very inexperienced. Your interest in blowjobs and different sexual acts grew. But only Jungkook sparked a new rush of interest. And maybe that's why he's so irresistible, maybe that's why you're willing to play with fire if it means having a mindblowing sex life.

"You close?" you ask breathlessly, a trail of saliva connecting you to his cock as he breathes out at the sight. His tensed thighs and rushed breaths give you a clue he might be.

"Yeah, shit," he answers, watching you through the hooded eyes. "Where can I cum?"

"Whenever you want," you answer immediately, Jungkook biting harshly onto his lower lip as he quickly searches your face while your hand works on his length, pumping it and squeezing it.

"Fuck, take your shirt off," he demands, your eyes widening a little as they spark with a new found interest.

Jungkook's tone is urged and rushed, causing you to act quickly as you momentarily let go of his cock and pull the shirt over your head, exposing your naked breasts to him.

"Fuck, you're a goddess," Jungkook curses, your whole chest and stomach clenching with butterflies and you can't help but smile at the praise and compliment.

And then your lips curl into a tiny smirk, your mouth sucking on his tip that makes him groan loudly, head thrown back once again with his eyes shut. You bop your head again, trying to take all of him which is almost impossible but you still try your best, always retrieving when you feel as gagging.

"Gonna cum on your tits, okay?" Jungkook manages to let out, voice groggy and you hum a soft "Mhm" around him, and he swears he's about to see stars.

A few more pumps and seconds of the warmness of your mouth, he informs you he's cumming so you pull away, his hand replacing yours as he quickly jerks himself off. You watch with dark but attentive eyes that makes Jungkook think how cute you look, kneeling on the floor completely naked waiting for him to paint your skin with his cum. And that's his breaking point, his cum shooting straight onto your chest, some of it getting on your neck.

The warm white liquid paints your skin, his hand working on his length as he jerks himself through the orgasm. A small amount still spurts out of his tip but in a slower manner, coating your nipples as his cum drips down your chest.

You look down at it, breath hitching at the sight of his cum on your skin. Fuck, this is so hot. But then Jungkook does something that makes you salivate. He takes his dick and guides it towards your chest, smearing the cum over your breasts as his cock starts softening. Once he's done he looks smug as fuck, smirking with hooded eyes and hair falling into his face.

You stand up, just for Jungkook catching you and pulling you towards him. He pushes you closer to him causing you to bend down slightly as you're baffled about what he is about to do. But then he licks a long stripe between the valley of your breasts, tasting his own cum. And as he pulls away, he gives you a cocky grin which makes your breath hitch.

Next second you know, his hands are on your ass cheeks as he spreads them open, chuckling a little at your completely speechless expression. And then, delivering a gentle slap to one of your ass cheeks, he licks his wet lips.

"You already know what to do."

Turning on your heel, you rush to the bathroom to take a shower to clean off Jungkook's drying cum. Little do you know Jungkook watches you as you walk out of his bathroom, biting into his lip at the sight of your naked figure.

[jinkookspencil]

a way to wake | ksj

you're fast asleep and seokjin has to wake you up... an old method he used on his friend eventually comes to mind

description/tags/note: seokijn drabble / fluff + suggestive / established relationship / i had this idea in my head for a while, ever since i found out how jin used to wake up jungkook when they were younger... and i ended up writing the whole thing while stuck in traffic on a random afternoon / i am actively working on til you make it 2 whenever i have the time! i'm glad i took my time with it, i improved it in all this time and am still thinking of ways to improve it little by little / also, i often get ideas or scenarios in my head that could be mini pieces, not even a drabble - some are barely even 500 words. would you guys be interested in stuff like that? lmk!! / anyways, enjoy!! / edit: i edited this fic to make it even more suggestive. they both hint at yn wanting jin to wake her up by touching her.

wc: ~1.3k words

Seokjin didn’t have it in him. You were sleeping so peacefully beside him, as you had through all seven of your alarms, likely finally getting in a good rest after many sleepless nights… and he had to disturb it?

He knew he didn’t really have a choice - you were already running late. It wasn’t going to be a problem for Seokjin really, after you both showered, it’d only take him a couple more minutes at most to change into his suit. You, on the other hand, always needed some extra time to get ready, and that ‘extra’ time was getting shorter and shorter the more he let you sleep.

You’d want him to wake you up, he knew that for certain, as well as the fact that you would probably scold him as well as yourself for your sleeping in. That reminder is what finally got him to nudge and rub your shoulder.

“Jagiya?”

He repeats the action numerous times, raising the volume of his voice every time, but still, you slept.

“Honey,” he calls with a laugh, tickling your side, belly, and thigh. Your elbow twitches once, but never again despite him repeating the action over and over again. “We need to leave soon. You need to wake up now, darling.”

Nothing.

He gets up to pull open a bit of the curtains, letting sunlight stream in and disrupt the darkness of your bedroom.

Still, nothing.

Frustrated now, Seokjin pulls out his phone and quickly takes a photo of you sleeping - just for himself - before opening up the music app. He plays clips of several songs, and all you do is wince, sleeping through them as you did your alarms.

“Are you faking it?” he asks aloud to your sleeping body. “Jagi… if you’re faking sleep, I swear I won’t eat you out tonight. I’m serious.”

Nothing.

That definitely would’ve done it if you were faking sleep. Really, you had no reason to fake it - you'd panic at the mere thought of running late - but Seokjin couldn’t eliminate the possibility entirely. You could be a bit of a brat at times.

He half considers physically pulling you out of bed, throwing a plushie at you, or emptying a water bottle on you, until he remembers a failsafe. A way that couldn’t hurt you like manhandling could, nor anger you with wet pajamas and sheets.

Jungkook’s way.

Seokjin giggles to himself at the thought. He had never tried it on any of his exes in the past, just Jungkook, really. It wasn't uncommon for boys to do such a thing at that age, especially when they were playfully roughhousing, which, with Jungkook, happened every day and at any time of day. Seokjin always had the edge by starting off Jungkook's days just like that - it always did the trick... And considering the other similarities you shared with Seokjin's younger friend, it wasn’t something to dismiss entirely.

Slowly, he turns you until you’re lying entirely on your back against the mattress, facing the ceiling with shut eyes. He moves from his position next to you until he’s over you, straddling your body with a knee planted on either side of your hips. He never took on this position with Jungkook of course, and almost started regretting it already - you felt too good.

“Jagi,” he whispers, pulling away the blanket from your body and letting his hand graze the skin at your collarbone and your stomach by the hem of your pajama top. He kisses your neck once, calling your name. It was the final chance he'd give you before he’d pull the trigger.

And you didn’t budge.

He sighs in defeat, not holding back his smile any longer when he sees your hardened nipples peak through the thin fabric of your top. Ready. Just for him.

With his index finger and thumb on both hands, Seokjin pinches and fiddles with your raised buds for mere seconds before you shoot up, finally awake.

“Wh?! W..what the fuck?! Jin!” you yell, wriggling underneath your fiancé’s body as he laughs, tumbling over you.

“I can’t believe that worked,” he says between his giggles, stopping only when you lazily reach towards his chest. “YA! I only did that to wake you up. You slept through your alarms, bub. We’re running late.”

“WHAT?!” you yell, pushing him off of you and hurriedly searching for your phone. “Why didn’t you wake me sooner?

“I TRIED!” he protests, getting off the bed. “You slept like a rock. Who knew squeezing your nipples would finally do it? It’s what I used to do to Jungkook when we shared a dorm. Though, of course, I used to twist his nipples to the point where he was certain I detached them from his body somehow. I tried handling you with care, princess.”

“Couldn’t you have used your fingers somewhere else, Seokjin? A bit lower perhaps? You know, something Jungkook doesn’t have? Something you could only possibly do with your girlfriend?”

Seokjin stares at you. Despite the fact that you’d looked delectable asleep and under him already, the thought never occurred to him. Of course the thought wouldn’t occur to him. This wasn’t a conversation you had had together and he hadn’t gotten your consent or any hint that it’d be something you would want. Unless of course, he had been the reason you refused to wake up… Seokjin’s mind wanders with a desperate need within him to have the conversation then and there, knowingly unprepared if you’d admitted to it all. Wanting to be woken up that way. A dream, perhaps. They might have just forget the event altogether…

He begins following you around the room with pleas for a moment to talk, but you don’t turn back for a second until it is to do the exact opposite of handling him with care - dragging and pushing him into the bathroom.

Seokjin watches as you undress, doing the same and half hoping for a quickie, considering your eagerness. He almost felt his length begin to harden, but soon you’re pushing him once more, into the tepid shower with a loofah in hand. He tries to put his thought away for now, caring for your body in another way he felt so privileged to do. To maximize efficiency, you wash yourselves and one another before going about your routines at double the pace. Seokjin’s entirely dressed in minutes, save for his suit jacket, while you were still getting ready, wearing a lingerie set underneath a robe. Extra time for you, and extra time for him to admire you.

“Help me with my dress,” you command him, stepping into a dress he promptly zips up, but not before he drinks up the sight of you in brown silk and lace underneath. Stood behind you, he watches as you adorn yourself with jewelry but can’t stop his hand from snaking over your waist, softly cupping your breasts over the fabric of your dress. You don’t react save for a sharp inhale, continuing to adorn your look. You’re so stunning it almost brings him to his knees. He’d happily allow his body to get there, too, kneeling to tease you at the very least and at most, sneaking his head underneath your dress and pulling down your underwear - just for a taste. But instead, he nudges his head in the crook of your neck - softly kissing along the chain of your necklace. “Tell me, honey… were you dreaming of me? Is that why you didn’t want to wake up?”

You roll your eyes, playfully swatting Seokjin’s hand on your waist, his fake arrogance replaced with a wide smile in seconds. “We need to leave.”

“I made a promise,” Seokjin says, wearing his jacket. “While you were asleep. I made a promise.”

“Oh?” you question, spraying perfume on the two of you. The final touch.

“I said that if you were faking sleeping through your alarms, I wouldn’t eat you out tonight.”

The promise makes you stop in your tracks towards the front door, Seokjin getting there first with an intrigued expression on his face when he looks back. “Since you weren’t faking it, that means I have to do it. And since you slept through the many different ways I tried waking you up… I guess it seems I gotta get you to do something else.... gotta get you somewhere.... many different ways tonight…. Oh, and of course, you won't be faking it this time around as well.”

He’s unsure if the redness in your cheeks is heat flooding your system or makeup he simply hadn’t noticed a minute prior. As you make your way towards your fiancee, you see smugness only slightly present on his face, overshadowed by sincerity - that of a genuine promise. Your hands fiddle with Seokjin’s tie before resting on his chest.

“I didn’t realize dreams could manifest into reality that quickly.”

“I knew it,” Seokjin smiles, kissing your hand as his ears go red. The idea of you actually having a wet dream about him this long into your relationship… the fact that you’d dream of him and his body pleasuring yours, after only hours apart in sleep… it sent him into a frenzy.

“I mean, I know I’ll hear it tonight, but I kind of wish you’d been moaning my name in your sleep…”

“Well, you didn’t see my pajama shorts, did you?,” you whisper, flicking Seokjin’s nipple over his shirt. He winces but is quick to disregard the pain - his face flushed, and he suddenly doesn’t know what to do with his hands, trying to reach for your waist, thigh, or ass - you push him away.

“It was a very vivid dream, honey. Don’t you worry… I’ll tell you all the many different ways I want it. The ways you did it… And tomorrow, wake me up like it never ended.”

There it was.

“Can we stay in? We’re late already,” Seokjin whines. “We can get a head start. Morning to morning…” He feeling his knees buckling at the thought, slowly trying to pull you closer to him in persuasion. You don’t budge and open the door instead.

“You know we can’t…. Now’s your time to dream of me.”

The hunger within him only grew, already fantasising of the of the night to come. Now, he was in competition with himself and he’d make sure your reality is far better than anything you could dream of.

[njkvla]

Sparks part.2 || Jeon Jungkook

After that day i texted Jungkook and he came with suggestion of date. It surprised me but how could i turn such a cutie when he texted and called me till I said yes.

We decided to meet in restaurant. I arrived to agreed restaurant and saw him already sitting there. I smiled to myself before approaching him. When he saw me, he stood up and hugged as greeting.

-Im glad u agreed. Please sit down - he pulled out the chair for me.

-How could I not when u literally blowed up my phone? - i chuckled and he did after me. I could see he was nervous by the way he was rubbing his hands on thighs.

-Let’s order shall we? - i smiled while asking.

-There’s too many good things…what u order? -he looked at me. i chuckled and answered trying to light up mood.

-You - we burst off laughing. he shook his head and i could see sparks in his eyes. it got me mesmerized…i snapped off my thoughts. - Since we both can’t decide then maybe lets order and share? hm?

He nodded approvingly at my idea.

-Deal - he reached out his hand for handshake. I chuckled and shook hands with him. It was nice warm feeling being around him. We understood each other more than ourselves. I could feel that we will click together faster than i can count.

We ordered food and meanwhile chit chat.

-Yahh it’s embarrassing - he chuckled covering his face in hands. I couldn’t stop laughing and reached with my hand to uncover his face.

-P-please say it again. - i said between laughing. He rolled his eyes playfully and shook his head.

-I need u like meals need salt.

-That was a good one. I must admit it. I never laughed this hard. My cheeks start to hurt.

In the same time our food came.

-It smells good - i said while taking a bite of meal. Jungkook nodded at my words. -Damn…it tastes even better - i got some on my fork before carefully placing it in front of his face. He looked me in the eyes and got some one his fork too bringing it to my mouth. We opened our mouths letting feed each other. I chuckled.

-Mouthwatering? - i asked him.

-Mouthwatering. - he agreed nodding his head.

As we finished eating I heard song “Can’t Help Falling In Love” by Elvis Presley softly playing and couples slowly dancing. I turned towards Jungkook.

-Let’s dance - i giggled and dragged him towards dance floor. He wrapped hands around my waist gently caressing my sides while I rested my arms on his shoulders. Jungkook quietly sang lyrics looking into my eyes. I bit my lips preventing too much smiling.

We surely were tipsy by now.

World seems to disappear around me and all I saw was him. Something pushed us to lean forward and…we kissed. At first it was soft little kiss but Jungkook deepened it. He placed his hands on my cheeks and continued to kiss me pouring all emotions he could feel.

After a moment we parted away panting lightly. He bit his lips.

-Do u want to see my cat? - he tried not to laugh. I furrowed my brows confused but then i realized what he meant.

-Yahh! - we laughed and he pulled me towards him more making our bodies to glue.

-Ure amazing Yn… I think u wrapped me around ur finger. You could tell me to bark and I would gladly do it- he buried his head in the crook of my neck lightly kissing it. I chuckled and caressed his hair. We stayed like that for a moment rocking our bodies to soft music that could be heard.

Could it be even more romantic than right now?

In a state of insobriety we walked towards my apartment. We danced on street and laughed after then he saw some flowers growing in the grass and picked one for me.

-For u. I choose the most beautiful one like u.

I blushed and bit my lips preventing smiling too much. He wrapped his arms around my hips and pulled me closer. Kissing my neck he whispered in my ear.

- I can’t help falling in love with you.

I blushed even more and chuckled and he after me. He suddenly pick me up on his back and run.

-Hey what are u doing! - i laughed.

-We gonna do it seven days a week!

I burst off laughing shaking my head.

-Idiot - i snorted and put my head on his shoulder letting him carry me.

He chuckled and spin us around then again head towards my apartment.

It’s gonna be looong full of affection and probably even more laughter night

[dazedkook]

adore you

pairings: wolf hybrid jungkook x bunny hybrid oc

warnings: pseudo incest (oc is adopted), softdom jungkook, masturbation (f), kissing, nipple play, slight penetration

[unedited]

growing up with jeon jungkook has been one of the most beautiful moments in your life, he's your favourite person on earth. although, you spend a good 12 years thinking that he is your biological brother. you never realise the differences in between you and his family until you learn about genetics in science class. later did you know that it was his mother's idea to adopt you from the orphanage. the jeons family loves volunteering and mrs jeon quickly grows fond of you so they decided bring you home. to her suprise, jungkook is very gentle and loving around you.

jungkook has always been your number one supporter. despite the age gap of four years with him, he will never get tired of spending his time with you. jungkook remembers when he was 10, his friends made fun of him for still playing doll house with you, he doesn't give a fuck. he secretly loves combing the doll's hair and enjoys decorating the house. he also encourages you to eat vegetables (which is funny because he never met a bunny hybrid that absolutely despise the greens). finally, you could never thank him enough for assisting you through school. despite being busy with his senior year and sports, he tries his best to help you and make sure you're on top of your studies too. many years later and jungkook had successfully established himself as a successful young lawyer. he resides in a fancy apartment while you just started university. of course, like a good doting brother, he lets you to live with him instead of the crappy dormitory.

jungkook types in his house's key and expects to see you in the study room or living room, instead he sees you running around in your room. it's 7pm and you're frantically searching a pair of socks to match your loafers.

"bunny, where are you going?" a frown appears on jungkook's pretty face as he takes the socks from your hands and he kneels down to put it on you. he can’t help but to stare a little bit longer before putting it on. jungkook admits that he loves touching your hands and feet, he loves to compare it with his size.

"ah, i forgot to tell you! soobin invited me to his birthday party!" he looks up when he hears the name, he remembers him. choi soobin is the bunny hybrid who happens to be your best friend since grade school and he isn’t surprised to learn that he is majoring in the same program like yours.

"do you think he'll like his gift? i got him a-" you don't even get to finish your sentence when his hands lay on your thighs, he takes a deep breath before forcing a smile. see, jungkook tries his best to be calm but how can he stays sane when you've been spending too much time with this boy?

ever since he was younger, he has always hated when he overhears the mothers around the neighbourhood joke around about how you’ll end up being mated to the choi’s youngest child. he remembers getting into a serious arguement with his mother when he finds out that soobin is arranged to be your first heat partner. much to his delight, you haven’t had your first heat yet.

"ooh, how was your day?" you fiddle along with his long hair and gently rub his greyish ears that sit on top of his head. he can't hide the smile on his face and pulls you to his lap before you quickly lean on to his neck to take a whiff of his musky scent. he chuckles seeing your new habit.

for the past few months, he notices that you like to smell him more frequent, sneak into his bed almost every night, and steals his things to keep inside your room. strangely, you never think much on how his scent make you feel cloudy but brings you comfort at the same time.

"hmm, it was tiring as always. i still have tons of documents to read" he gives your round nose a boop and kiss the temple of your head. you adore him for always being passionate in his field but you can't help to feel bad after seeing how tired he can get sometimes. you want to tell him to rest before he cuts you.

"and baby, how many times do i have to remind you to be careful? it's dangerous to go out at night, people are getting kidnapped these days" jungkook lightly scolds you, he knows that he sounds like the old people but he is just concerned. the world isn't exactly a safe place and he doesn't want you to ever get hurt.

"kook, he's a good friend of mine! i promise that i will be back before midnight and i will keep you updated. you'll let me go, right?" you beg while you randomly play with his tie as you wait for his answer. you don't have to know that it makes jungkook hard whenever you pull him close by his tie, he just wants to kiss you and mark you as his.

"alright, you can't get too drunk and you have be home before midnight" he defeatedly says and makes a pinky promise with you before putting on your loafers. like a good girl, you give him a hug and kisses before saying goodbye.

few hours passed and there is no sign of you. jungkook runs his hands through his hair as he painfully listens the clock ticks, it is past midnight and you haven't answered to any of his call or a text. he can't go to sleep without knowing your whereabouts, he silently prays that you're having fun and forgot to check your phone. soon, he hears the beeping sound of the door and exhale a sigh when he sees you struggle to walk straight and bump into the shoe cabinet.

"jungkook? why are you not sleeping yet?" you walk towards him and sat on his lap, you laid your head on his chest as you try to rest. he shakes his head seeing how your hair becomes disheveled, the black sock became a mismatched colour instead, not to mention that you smell like five different types of alcohol.

"did my baby enjoyed the party?" jungkook softly mutters as he unclasps your necklace and put it on the coffee table. he gently bounce you on his legs while he waits for your answer.

"mmhm, i met a lot of new people from different department. they're cool" you mutter under your breath as you feel your eyelids are getting heavier.

jungkook is getting upset seeing how you seems to forget about the promise. he becomes even irritated when he smells a strong male scent all over your body. being a wolf hybrid, his sense of scent is superior compared to the others. he keeps himself composed and cups your face to take a good look at your beautiful face.

"i'm glad that you had a lot of fun but you didn't keep your promise" his thumb ran across your stained lips and he slowly pushes it inside your mouth. he almost slip up a moan when you innocently suck on his finger as you stare into his orbs. it always drive him crazy whenever you do something so innocent yet his sick brain finds it sexual. this includes where you always offer to massage his body with baby oil, showing off your new skirt, and playing with his hair.

"kookie, i am so sorry. i-i forgot to check my phone" he already feel bad seeing how regretful you look. there's a reason why jungkook can't play the mean big brother narrative to you. ever since he was young, his natural instinct is to protect and shower you with warm love. no matter how hard he tried, he will always end up babying you.

"that's okay, don't do it again" he whispers and give your thighs a gentle squeeze before he scooped you into his arms.

"let me run a bath for you. my baby reeks of alcohol" he jokingly says as carries you to his bedroom. he helps to remove your makeup while waiting for the bathtub to be full.

"bunny, take off your clothes. i'll wait for you in the bathroom" he leaves to check on the temperature to make sure the water is warm enough. he silently thank god when you show up in a robe, he turns around and reminds you to be careful as you get into the bath tub. to avoid himself from staring inappropriately, he only look at your face. he starts by shampooing your hair with your favourite scent and washed it off.

his intention is pure, he wants you to get a nice warm bath and sleep comfortably. so, he left you alone and tells you to wash yourself. thankfully, you didn't hurt yourself in the bathroom. he smiles seeing you're dressed in his black shirt, he lets you to join him.

"kookie, please help me to put on the body lotion" you sit on his lap and fondle with the muscle on his shoulder as he apply the lotion on your legs. he slightly lift your shirt and apply it on your back and stomach, you always feel electrifying tingles whenever he touches you in that way. he is taken aback when you guide his hand right on your chest.

"you also have to put the lotion there" you breathe out. you are aware that jungkook shouldn't touch you there but it is so tempting, his veiny hands look so inviting.

"baby, i can't touch you in this way" jungkook replies as he quickly remove his hand away from touching you improperly. he assumes your drunken state has made you mischievous.

"but, you always do everything for me" your eyebrows furrowed in frustration, you need more of his touch and he just choose to shrug it off. what's so wrong about you wanting him to have fun with your body?

"that doesn't include touching you inappropriately, you're my baby sister" jungkook responds as he puts the lotion on the bedside table, he caresses your hair and give you a forehead kiss. truthfully, jungkook wants to touch and play with you but he considers that you're drunk. he wants everything to be consensual and comfortable with you.

"kook, i am adopted" you blurt out, jungkook laughs hearing you casually speak about it. he is glad that you are no longer holding any grudge against your parents for not telling you about the adoption. he remembers you being so upset and decided to ignore everyone in the house except him, he thought it should be obvious when you're the only one with a long floppy brown ears inside the house.

"baby, you have to sleep" he suggests so that you'll go to bed and forget about it in the next morning, he doesn't have enough mental capability to restrain himself from doing bad things to you.

well, you don't want to go to bed. he made you feel excited so he must finish it. you can feel his erected cock poking you through the thin fabric of his short, you know that he is equally aroused like you.

"kookie, what's stopping you?" you ask him in hope that he will give you an explanation. personally, you don't think that it is wrong because you are not related by blood.

"baby, you're not thinking straight when you're drunk" he confesses. so, he must've feel that he is taking advantage of you.

"but, i really want you" your hand sneak inside of his short and took his cock out. you give it a gentle stroke as you observe his reaction, he seems to be getting off with it.

you slide your panty aside and stroke the reddening head against your wet entrance before rubbing it on your clit, a shaky moan escapes your lips as you pleasure yourself. jungkook's nails dig into your thighs as he tries to be cool. it took every sanity and moral inside him to not just shove his whole length and fuck you into oblivion.

"and it doesn't matter if you don't put your cock inside of me" your genius mind works its way to convince him, he feels so dizzy hearing his well mannered angel speaks filthy words to him.

"no baby, i can't do that to you" jungkook ignores your eye contact and tries to push you off his lap, he needs to get away before his inner beast takes over his mind. he doesn't want to scare you.

"please, just the tip?" you pathetically ask him with almost teary eyes. he really can't say no to you, not when you ask nicely with such adorable face.

"fuck— okay, but you have to tell me to stop if it hurts" he gently pushes you to lay on bed before he gets on top of you. his heart beats with pride when you quickly grabbed his thick cock and put it right in front of your entrance. you are just so excited to have the first dick in your life. he gives you a light kiss on your cheek before he slowly pushes his tip into your tight hole. he panics when he sees that you're starting to cry, he wants to stop but you shake your head furiously.

soon, his room is filled with your wanton noises, jungkook no longer felt guilty. in fact, he had keep you edged for half an hour. you've become a crying mess and keep on begging for him to let you come but he just had to pull out and stop playing with your clit whenever you're about to come.

"you're so mean, i hate it" you whimper when he denies your orgasm again. you did try to touch yourself but he will gently swat your hands away.

"aww, my baby is getting so upset" he mocks as he massages your tits and gives the nipples a little pinch at the end. his cock twitch in interest when he hears your moan, he rubs your sensitive nipples and notices that you're getting even wetter.

"my pretty bunny, i should've breed you earlier" jungkook mutters and lands a light slap on your aching clit. he groans when you let out a tiny squirt, he had been denying your orgasm for so long that you become so sensitive to every touch.

he decides to be nice and put the tip of his hard cock inside of your throbbing core. it only takes a few small thrusts before he feels your hole spasms all around his cock, you just had your first orgasm. he pulls out and gives his cock a few stroke before he comes all over your thighs.

jungkook showers your face with kisses and praises you for taking him so well. he will regret this by the morning comes but that's not his concern for now. he cleans your body with a damp towel and froze when he hears you speak,

"can we do this again tomorrow?"

author's note: happy belated new year and valentine everyone 💖 this is user tete1995 and i changed my username to dazedkook, i actually started uni last year which explains my inactivity. i want to get back on writing this year so hopefully i will be able to post more, please stay safe and be happy 🫶

[crystalsnow95z]

This was a request for Jimin to have a sneezy allergic reaction that turned into a cold that he tried to cover up, but the original question post won't let me save any edits 😔

I’m so sorry it took so long..I kept rewriting it because it just seemed awful to me and it got to the point where I pulled out my laptop so I could freely move paragraphs and delete scenes more easily. I'm sorry if in the process it got messed up, I'm going to edit it after posting because if i don't, it'll never leave my drafts.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Taehyung asks Jimin for the fourth time since they started their journey to their next filming location.

"Yes Taehyung-Ah, I'll be fine. I spoke to a doctor about it and got a special medication and air filtering mask to use when we aren't filming. I can handle a few cats.." Jimin speaks confidently, reaching over to take Taehyung's hand. "Will you be okay with how humid it's going to be?"

"I'll be uncomfortable, but I'll be okay. I'll just be sure to drink a lot of water." Taehyung squeezes Jimin's hand. "Don't worry about me. Just worry about yourself."

"Alright, as long as you're sure. Oh! Jimin-ah the place we're staying has a pool so we can cool off after shooting, and staff say we'll be free to do whatever we want at night." Taehyung switches subject to a brighter one.

"A nice night swim sounds amazing.." Jungkook joins in with a yawn, lifting his head from Jimin's shoulder. "What time is it?"

"Ah youre awake Gukkie. Did you sleep well?" Jimin asks, trying to re-fluff Jungkook's hair from where he was lying on it, smiling fondly. "It looks like it.."

"Yeah...I was listening to that audiobook Namjoonie-hyung recommended but I ended up falling asleep." Jungkook says rubbing his eyes, checking the time on his phone. "Oh we're gonna be landing soon..our arrival time is 9:15, it's already nine! Did you take the medicine already Jimin-sii?"

"Aish..I almost forgot.. thanks Jungkook-ah.." Jimin digs in his carry-on bag, eyes widening when he realizes he had the wrong bottle in his hands. Sh*t.. I grabbed my usual allergy medicine out of habit instead of the new one I went to the doctor for..

"What's wrong Jimin-ah?" Taehyung asks, concerned when he sees Jimin's face fall into a frown. "Do you not have it?"

"No, no I have medicine..I just noticed I forgot something at home, but it's fine." Jimin takes one of the pills, swallowing it down with a grimace.

"Here, have some water Jiminie." Taehyung offers his water to Jimin a bottle of water. Who takes a drink.

"Thanks, Tete.." Jimin washed the pill down, passing it to Jungkook who was reaching with eager hands. I hope it'll be enough.. I don't want to be the one to ruin the music video. Maybe there won't be as many cats around...

"Oh wow..this place really does have as any many cats as it people here!" Jungkook exclaims, watching the cats wandering the market.

"There's actually more cats than people here.." Yoongi corrects him, stepping closer to Jimin. "I'm worried about it."

"Will you be okay Jiminie?" Hoseok asks sharing Yoongi's concern, looking at Jimin with uncertainty. "I didn't think wild cats would be this close to people."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I took medicine earlier, I just have to be cautious and take breaks between filming with them…" Jimin says, trying to sound confident. One cat was okay, especially because cats normally stay for a few minutes and then leave, but he counted eight cats watching them with curiosity or fleeing out of sight as they went to the filming location.

"We'll try to film as quickly as possible." Namjoon felt uneasy filming here, feeling the same concern for Jimin. Still, the song was a collaboration with another artist to fundraise to help the animal population that plagued the small country, giving them more animals than they could take care of and the members couldn't turn it down.

"I can do this. I feel fine." Jimin promises to reassure his team, ensuring his mask completely covers his face, silently apologizing to the makeup artist who recently finished it for the shoot. "It's just a few days of being uncomfortable to help save hundreds of little lives."

"Just keep your hands clean as much as you can. We brought hand sanitizer." Yoongi tells Jimin, afraid that he might accidentally make his eyes red and puffy if he touched them after touching the felines.

"I know, I know. I'll be careful." Jimin felt a cat rub against his leg, looking down at the calico by his feet, resisting his urge to stroke her, bending down to take a closer look with his hands firmly in his pockets. "Oh wow.. you look a lot like the cat I filmed with in Serendipity.. but you have more orange patches.."

"We have work to do. Ignore the kitty, you can play with him later." Jin gently scolds him, not wanting him to take extra risks when they haven't even started filming.

"Calicos are usually female.." Jimin states with a small pout when the cat meows for attention, Yoongi bending down to pet the calico instead.

"Yoongi-yah don't encourage him.." Jin sighs, watching Yoongi scratch behind the calico's ear on Jimin's behalf, getting a smile out of the other members.

" Come on, Yoongi-hyung, you gotta leave the kitty too." He pulls Yoongi back to his feet, fighting off the urge to rub at his eyes. There's cat fur in the wind, I can feel my eyes watering every time a breeze rolls through

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Yoongi leaves his new furry friend, following them to a park they set up for the music video. "Maybe I'll adopt a cat from here one day.."

"Oh wow.. there are several cats here, too.. are they all tame?" Jin asks when he heard a hissing cat from near the fountain where they were going to be working.

"[Do they bite or scratch or are they like.. all friendly?Or is just certain ones?]" Namjoon asks for Jin, watching two cats fighting underneath the fountain.

"[They aren't all friendly because of some bad people making them lose trust, but none of them will attack you unless you corner them or if they are protecting their young. Just let them come to you instead of you approaching them, and you'll have no issues.]" The man explains to Namjoon in English. "[Those two won't hurt you. it's just mating time, and they have their eyes on the same female..]" The man shoos off the cats, the two males darting towards the treelines.

"They aren't really aggressive, some just don't trust people..if we let them come to us he says we'll be fine. It doesn't sound any different than normal neighborhood cats, just larger numbers." Namjoon explains to his members. "Still be careful.. Don't try to come to them let them come to you."

"[Is everyone ready then? No more questions? We need to film before the sun sets behind the mountains, and we lose the natural light.]" The director asks.

"[We're ready..]" Namjoon answers in English, gathering his team close together."we need to do our best. We're racing against time and we only have three days here.."

Jimin removes his face mask to start filming, giving it to a staff member to hold while they start the opening scene, the seven of them making a wish at the fountain on by one, surrounding it in a half circle. The shot was nearly perfect until it got to Jungkook, who threw the coin too hard, landing outside of the camera shot with a sploosh.

"Aish I'm sorry!" Jungkook apologizes, ears reddening in embarrassment to be the first member to make a mistake, his heart pounding in his ears. "[I'm sorry..]"

"It's okay, it could've happened to any of us. I'm surprised i did it correctly." Namjoon puts an arm around Jungkook. "We'll just film it again. No big deal, we have plenty of spare coins."

"I'll get it in the center frame this time." Jungkook pouts at the realization they don't speak Korean. "[Sorry..please..try again?]"

"[Its okay, you got this. Its just a bit of nerves Jungkook just be gentle. Just toss it in front of you so it falls nicely, don't throw it..]" The director tells him calmly, Jungkook nodding. "[Good.. let's start over.]"

The director wanted the scene to be a one shot, panning through each member so the members started from the top, Jimin fighting off the urge to sneeze until the director called cut, failing miserably.

"heh' hejish'Heh'vchi!" Jimin covers his face the sneeze escaping right when it was Jin's turn to drop his coin, making Jin jump. "Aish'm sorry hyung.."

"It's okay. Are you okay?" Jin didn't care about jumpscare, only about his little brother. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, something just tickled my nose. I can do this.." Jimin answers with a sniffle, staff quickly bringing him a tissue. "Let's try it once more. They do say third time is a charm right?" Jimin tries to keep a cheery attitude, despite the uncomfortable nasal pressure building up. He tries to blow his nose to ease it away, but it did nothing but ruin his make up, staff needing to touch it up once more.

"If you need a break, please don't hesistate to ask okay?" The woman fixing his make up tells him with concern, noticing how red his nose as already gotten in such a short time.

"We only just started. I'm okay, really." Jimin says with a gentle smile.

The members get through the first scene without any issues for the third take, Jimin sighing with relief when the looked over the footage, being sure his eyes weren't red on camera.. I look fine for now, but how long will it be before we have to stop filming because of me?

"Jimin-ah.." Yoongi gently nudges him when he notices Jimin wasn't paying attention. "He's talking to you..he wants you to do your up close shot first."

"['m sorry. Please say again.]"Jimin bows, blushing in embarrassment. How unprofessional.. spacing out like that in the middle of a shoot. I need to focus.. The longer we have to perform, the worse I'll feel... we just need to get through this.

Jimin was given a cat to be his filming partner for the shoot, gently stroking her glossy patch work coat to try to earn hers trust for the shot, smiling brightly when she headbutts his cheek. "[She's so soft and pretty.]"

"[Her name is maple. This is your cat in the storyline. She actually belongs to someone.. We specifically found a hypoallergenic cat for you just as requested.]" The animal handler tells him.

"[Thank you..I'm sorry for being trouble..]" Jimin bows gratefully, giving a sweet apologetic smile. They found me a special cat for close up shots?I didn't request that..I thought it was strange i didn't feel worse when Maple brushed my cheek. They're so kind..I can't back out over some sniffles..

"[Alright..put Maple into position in the light square and get into your position, you made a wish and a cat appeared. Act surprised and pick her up. They'll click the clicker to give Maple the sign to touch your face. We might have to do it a few times if her paw isn't in a good position.]"

A translator repeats it in Korean when she notices that he didn't process anything, explaining that they planned for Jimin to do his solo shots first.

"[I understand..]" Jimin places Maple down on the fountain ledge, taking a deep breath before walking out of frame, walking towards the calico. I can do this.. it's just three days..

Jimin tried to hold back a sneeze while the director gave them their directions for the second day, rubbing the tip of his nose to try to ease the itch building up. We did all the close up acting scenes yesterday, now we just have to do the chero and film the scenes with our guest. I can do this.. "Hehtichih!" Jimin tries to muffle his sneeze, only Taehyung hearing it.

"You okay?" Taehyung whispers with concern when he sees Jimin trying to wipe his nose without ruining his makeup. He removes his bandanna, using it to gently dab the mucus from Jimin's face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine..It's a manageable inconvenience.." Jimin sniffles, giving him a smile. "Thanks Tete.."

"If this is too much for you, just say something okay?" Taehyung frets over him gently removing a white cat hair from Jimin's shoulder. "Your eyes are getting starting to get red and you're sneezing much more.."

"What? my eyes are red?" Jimin frowns, turning to the fountain to see his reflection. He saw the red lines spiking from his irises."It looks worse than it feels, im fine.. I have eye drops in my bag." Jimin lies. Why do I feel worse than yesterday? I even took as strong as a dosage as possible, and Taehyungie and Jungkook came here early to scare off some cats..

"I'll get them for you." Taehyung leaves, briskly walking to get to Jimin's bag, digging through it.

"What's the rush? Is Jimin okay?" Namjoon asks, pulling on his shirt for the second wardrobe change.

"I don't know..his eyes are so red right now and he seems to be getting out of breath quicker than usual.. do you think we should ask for a break? I tried to make it have less cats with Jungkookie, but they came back.."

"I'll ask, but we're racing a storm right now..the weather was supposed to be clear this week. We just need to do the choreography, and we'll be finished today.." Namjoon quickly finished changing to check on Jimin.

"Heh'itcgi!" Jimin sneezes into a tissue, blowing his nose and sanitizing his hands for the umpteenth time that day.

Taehyung trails behind him, his heart clenching when he hears another wet sneeze come from his soulmate. Jiminie will only keep feeling worse as the day continues.."Jimin-ah, I brought the eye drops. Here. Tilt your head. I'll help you put them in.."

"Thanks, Tete that'd be great.." Jimin let's Taehyung gently place his hand on the back of his head, trusting him to support him as he leans back. Another sneeze was building, but with Taehyung so close to him, he forced the sneeze back."heh..heh.."

"Do you need a second?" Taehyung asks when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, pulling his hands away. "It's okay if you need to sneeze."

"No..no I'm okay.." Jimin lies, not wanting to worry Taehyung more than he already is.

"Okay..one..two and.. one-two…" Taehyung squeezes the drops into Jimin's eyes. "There.. all done.. slowly.." he guides Jimin to sit up again, hugging him close. "I wish I could do more to help.. Namjoon is going to see if we can do a break for you.."

"No, no I just want to get it over with..we can have a break when it rains. We're on a time limit and I won't be able to rest stressing about it." Jimin holds back a sneeze, the pressure building up making his eyes water.

They get through the chorus, before the wind started to pick up, carrying cat fur with it, irritating Jimin's sinuses further. Jimin pushes through the itch building in his nostrils,making it difficult to not ruin the shot by changing his facial expression. The director calls cut, releasing the members to monitor the shot.

"Aish, I messed up the shot.." Jimin frowns when he sees his facial expression in the back when him, Jungkook and Hoseok were center. "[Please can we redo?]"

"I saw that too. We'll need another cut.." Namjoon says apologetically.

"Are you okay to do it again Jimin-ah?" Hoseok whispers when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, no longer interested in the choreography.

"I'm fine..I just..heh..Heh'hehitchi!" Jimin sneezes into his hands to avoid sneezing on Hoseok, another sneeze following right after. "Hehtichih! Heyitcyh! Heh..heh..uiyxheu!" He sniffles, not moving his hands from his face.

"Here Jimin-ah.." Taehyung holds a tissue box out to him"I think you need to sit away from the cats for a bit.."

Jimin pulls a couple out gratefully, trying to clean up his face. "Ugh.. this is so annoying.. I should be able to handle this better.. no.. "

"It's okay, Jiminie. we all have our strengths and weaknesses." Yoongi reassures Jimin, pushing his hair behind his ear. "Are you crying?" He asks with concern when he sees the tears in his eyes, grabbing a tissue to lightly dab them away, not wanting the chance of his hands making his allergies worse.

"No, no. I'm not, it's just from the sneezing. I'm okay hyung.." Jimin smiles, surprised to see Yoongi be the one to dry his eyes when Hoseok and Taehyung were right there. "Thank you.. I think..I'm okay now.."

"Are you sure?" Hoseok asks, hugging Jimin from behind. "You're still breathing heavy.."

"It's just because of my nose being stuffed up. I'll have enough of a break when they fix my makeup." Jimin sniffles, letting the make up noona redo his make up around his eyes and nose. "I'm sorry..but i.. ah..aeh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes. "Heh'heh..itsth! Heh' x'shiugh.." Jimin sneezes a few more times, closing his eyes tightly.

"It's okay. It's not your fault. I used something more waterproof this time. Come back to me so i can help you get it off okay?" She speaks kindly.

"Thank you." Jimin sniffles, returning to the group, taking a deep breath. "I'm okay now, let's go back to filming.. Maybe we should do the group acting scenes first.."

The seven go back to acting out their scenes taking a break from the chreography, Jimin grateful that he did all his close ups first. I have to get it right this time, the longer i stay out here the harder it'll be to control my sneezes and on top of it the clouds are getting darker..

Stress knotted Jimin's stomach, only adding another layer of discomfort to his list. He ignored the pain, going back into his position, holding his breath every time he was near the front, making him feel lightheaded as he switched positions.

"Cut!" The cameraman yells, the members relaxing. Jimin falls to his knees, trying to catch his breath,gasping for air.

Jungkook and Taehyung rush to his side, the two looking at him with matching concerned expressions. Taehyung gently rubs Jimin's back, trying to do something to ease his suffering. "You okay Jiminie? Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want some water? A tissue?"

Jimin wants to answer Taehyung. Wants to tell him he just needs to sit away from the island's feline friends for a bit, but the loathed feeling of needing to sneeze returned, unable to get any words out, sniffling to try to ease the pressure, only triggering more sneezes. "Heh'thchi! Hey'Heh'heyhvhi!"

"Jimin you're done for today, this is too much for you to handle. We need to stop for today.." Namjoon speaks sternly, Jimin shaking his head.

"No, please.. Namjoon-sii we're almost finished… I can do this." Jimin begs, clasping Namjoon's hands. "It's only going..to be another hour.. of filming. I'll rest after."

"Jimin, you're pushing youself too hard, you're shaky on your feet and you're struggling to breathe. You need to listen to your body. We can extend our trip if needed. You need rest.."

"Then just give me ten minutes to recover..Please?" Jimin begs, ignoring the urge to sneeze. "I don't want to..be the reason we don't finish on time.."

"Alright, but if you feel even an ounce worse, you have to tell me." Namjoon frowns, knowing full well Jimin would end up crying in the rental house. He's going to get worse either way, the storm will force him to stop soon enough..

The seven boys went through the cherography three times before they got a shot Jimin and the others were happy with. Relief washed over Jimin when the director praised them, him falling to his knees, struggling to catch his breath.

"I did it..We just need to do one wardorbe change and we'll be finished.." Jimin coughs, trying to catch his breath.

"I don't think we can do that Jiminie, the clouds are getting so dark.." Taehyung says looking up at the clouds, trying to hide his relieved smile that the weather was going to force Jimin to take a break. "We need to find-"

The clouds that threatened rain finally burst drowning out the rest of Taehyung's words, a heavy rainfall drenching the members as Jungkook quickly scoops up Jimin, running towards the safety of the rental car, the others following.

"Jungkook-ah… I..I can walk on eh..heh..heudhichi!" Jimin sneezes into Jungkook chest, not able to let go of Jungkook's neck to sneeze into his hands fast enough. "Heh'itchii!" Another one follows right after.

"My poor hyungie.." Jungkook coos, putting Jimin in the car, sliding in right after. "You okay Jiminie?"

Jimin tried to answer, but another few sneezes stopped him, sniffling miserbly. "Heh'thih..hEH'ITCHI.."

"I don't think we'll be able to film tomorrow, with it raining this hard the ground is going to turn to mud.." Namjoon says when he gets in, drying his face with a towel he left in the car earlier, and passing it to the member next to him.

"I think we got enough usable footage to make the music video still." The staff tells them, the boys visibly relaxing.

"What about filming for Samatha's verse?" Namjoon frets about their guest artist that was coming tomorrow. "Will she not be able to perform her verse with us?"

"We'll film it in an inside location, we'll see what type of set we can make. Don't worry, we'll handle it." Their manager tells them. "Just focus on resting for the rest of the day."

"Jimin you'll shower first when we get to the house okay?" Jin orders, trying to get Jimin's wet hair out of his eyes.

"You're the oldest, you should get the first shower." Jimin sniffles, trying to fight off another sneeze.

"No, Jimin-ah, you need it more than me. You'll feel better once you get washed up." Jin declined. "I'll shower after you. It's no big deal. Just shower and rest up. Okay?"

Jimin wakes up to the sound of Jungkook accidently rolling out of bed, his head pounding with a sinus headache. It hurt to open his eyes to find the source, calling to Jungkook softly. "Are you okay Kook-ah?" Jimin's eyes widen when he hears how hoarse his voice became overnight, coughing right after.

"Yeah, I'm okay..my pillow fell with me. Are you okay hyung? You sound awful."

"I need some water." Jimin ignores his question, sitting up, resisting the urge to sneeze. I haven't been outside and all the windows have been shut since we arrived, why do I feel so awful?

"I'll go get you some. Wait here." Jungkook stretches, getting off the floor and leaving to the kitchen.

Jimin reaches for a tissue, noticing the mucus coming from his nose was no longer clear and runny. It became thick yellow mucus, indicating it wasn't just allergies anymore. Jimin swears underneath his breath when he feels another sneeze coming,

"Jimin-sii I brought you-"

"Heh'heh itchisg!" Jimin sneezes into his hands.

"Bless you Jiminie hyung.." Jungkook hands him a tissue.

Jimin blows his nose again, crumbling up the tissue and taking the water from Jungkook. "Thanks Jaykay.. my nose is driving me crazy..I can't wait to get off this island."

"It's the last day of filming, will you be okay?" Jungkook asks. "You're breathing heavy.."

"My nose is just stuffy, I'm okay. We're filming inside today so it won't be too hard." Jimin down plays how he feels, leaving out the sore throat and pounding headache.

"I'll make you some tea. Maybe that can help you feel a bit better. Don't forget to take your medicine before we go out." Jungkook tells Jimin leaving the room.

Jimin waits until he feels Jungkook is out of earshot to cough into his arm, trying to muffle the sound.

We're filming with Samantha today.. I can't let a cold ruin this..

Jimin takes another allergy pill and a painkiller for his headache before joining the others, Jungkook handing him a tea cup.

"Here jimin-sil, drink up. I added a tiny bit of ice so you won't burn your tongue." Jungkook says, taking a sip just to be sure it was at a drinkable temperature.

"Thanks Jaykay.." Jimin smiles, taking a big gulp from the cup. Please, work to soothe my throat and stomach.. I have too much to do today..

"1,2,3..hello.. we are..BTS." Namjoon starts their greeting, the members echoing 'bts right after him.

"[Im Samantha. It's so nice to meet everyone in person. Thank you so much for agreeing to help my passion project, it means so much to me.]" Samatha bows.

Jimin tries to hold back another sneeze while the translator speaks, translating Samantha's heart felt wish to help the animals she loves so much, holding his breath with his eyes squeezes shut, the pressure becoming more uncomfortable as the members introduced themselves.

"Are you okay Jimin?" Taehyung whispers.

Jimin nods, not wanting to worry him. Before Taehyung could question him further, he hears Samantha say his name.

"[Is it okay if I call you Tae hyung and not V?]" Samatha asks shyly. "[Im not a fan of using stage names while working. It feels distancing..]

"[Ah. No problem... it's nice to meet you.]" Taehyung takes her out reached hands to shake them.

Samatha turns to Jimin giving him a cheery smile. "[Hi, it's really nice to-]"

Jimin opened his eyes to greet her, but as soon as he stopped concentrating on keeping his sneeze back, a wet sneeze escaped him. "Heh'hehitfchi!"

He tried to turn on his heels to avoid sneezing in Samantha's direction,but his body gave him no time to react.

"[Oh it's you that was allergic to cats. I'm so sorry about all this. I really wanted to feature the animals we were trying to save and didn't think to look up if any of you were allergic..]" Samatha bows the whole time she's talking, Jimin matching her bow for bow despite how it made his head pound.

"[No, no big deal..I'm okay.. I love cat..no bow, no worry.. no sorry needed.]" Jimin tries to speak English to her, relaxing when she stops apologizing.

"[We only have this natural light for so long so I'd like to film right away..]" the director pulls the artists back into work

"[Right. I'm sorry.. I just wanted us to be a bit more comfortable working together. I got the choreography for the chorus down, but I want to run through it with the boys once before filming..]"

Jimin only felt worse as the time passed, the medicine doing nothing to ease his pain. Jimin was happy that they were doing a quick photo shoot with the set staff made.

"Jiminie looks exhausted.." Hoseok frowns, watching Jimin pose for the camera, laying on his back. Hoseok rushes over to help him to as soon as the photographer was pleased with his work, feeling the back of Jimin's neck. "You're warm Jiminie."

"It's just hot with those ring lights. I'm okay.." jimin trying to convince both Hoseok and himself.

"I'll go get you some water then.." Hoseok goes to get a water bottle, his worry increasing when he hears another sneeze come from the oldest of the mankae line.

"[Bless you.]" Samatha says sincerely, bringing over a bottle. "[I thought this might help you. It's a tea that helps my boyfriend when he's super congested. It's a bit spicy..]"

Jimins mind blanked on processing most of what she said, only understanding the drink she passed to him was to help him feel better.

At this point, he was willing to try anything, almost spitting out the tea when the spice hits him, swallowing it down.

"[I know, the thyme and ginger makes it have a strong taste, but it's really good for you." Samatha stifled a laugh seeing Jimins reaction.

"[It's okay, thank you for making for me..]" jimin takes another drink, surprised to feel the mucus loosen, causing a wet sneeze. "Heh'hehi'Itchi!"

"Here, blow your nose Jiminie.. Jungkook just finished the last photo so we're going to film soon." Namjoon bows his head to Samatha. "[Sorry to interrupt..]"

"[No, no. You guys take your work seriously and i really admire that about him Many artists would straight up refuse to film if they don't feel well]" Samatha says looking at Jimin sympathetically as he goes away from everyone to try to clear his nose.

"[I'll tell him that for you. It'll make him happy.]" Namjoons smiles, calling the members back to work.

I can't breathe.. my lungs are burning...

Jimin stumbled into Jungkook, ruining the shot for the third time. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry. I'll get it right this time...i..I just stepped to..far.."

"Are you okay Hyung? You're panting.." jungkook puts his arms around Jimin, holding his weight.

"I..I just got a bit dizzy..I just need..need..Heh'hehitfchi!" Jimin sneezes without giving him time to cover, sneezing on Jungkook.

"Ah, jimin-sii.." Jungkookie frowns, using a towel to wash off the snot from his shirt the best he could. "I think you caught a cold.. i think we should take a break."

"No..no we're almost finished filming I'll rest after. Everyone is tired..the sooner we finish the sooner we can go home..." Jimin sniffles, taking the tissue staff offered him.

"[If you aren't feeling well you should rest. Don't push yourself. I'm really tired too. I'm not used to heavy choreography like this..]" Samatha takes a seat on the ground dramatically. "[I was afraid to ask for a break when you boys were so focused..]"

Jimin looks to the translator, who explains it to him. "She's only saying that for my sake.." he says with a smile. The seven boys join her on the floor, Jimin leaning on Jungkook.

"You're so heavy.." jungkook teases, his smile dropping when he hears Jimin coughing into his fist. "Hyung. Hyung do you need some water?" He asks with panic, taking the waterbottle that Jin pushes towards them.

"No..no.. I'll..I'll throw up if..if I do.." Jimin pushed the water Jungkook offered away, trying to talk through the fit of coughs.

Jungkook frowns, trying to ease Jimin's suffering by rubbing his back. "Poor hyung..you really aren't well.."

"[I think we're done shooting for today..we'll just use the footage we have. I don't care if I look good in the shots. Let's use the first take.]" Samatha says putting up a finger when the boys go to argue. "[No, no compromising. I don't care about how i look, as long as it helps the cats. Everyone else looked good. I can live with my face looking too serious.]"

"She says she doesn't want to do anymore takes.. she wants to use the first take.." Namjoon translates for his members. "We're finished filming.."

Jimin's stomach knots with guilt, knowing how disappointed she was with the first take, but if she refused to film another take, he was in no condition to argue. "[I'm sorry..]" Jimin bows his head, forcing himself not to cough so he could properly apologize. "[We can work together again.. and I'll be sure everyone looks perfect...]"

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One Night Stand ; 31

➥ rundown ; as if the unexpected twist of a one-night stand turning out to be your CEO boss wasn't surreal enough, the situation takes a more challenging turn when both of you discover that you're expecting his child.

→ genre ; enemies to lovers | CEO au | pregnancy trope | slowburn

→ Jungkook x y/n

→ contains smut, fluff and angst

→ Chapter thirty one ; wc | 7.3 k

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Jungkook had trouble falling asleep, his mind had flooded with too many worries that caused him discomfort. what must be their problem? is something really bad? Is his mother okay? he was overwhelmed with the number of questions he had.

it's almost 4 am and his thoughts had successfully taken away all his sleep so he decided to just wake up. there was no point in laying on the bed and shifting left to right when he wasn't gonna drift off.

"maybe they've changed? maybe they aren't the same anymore." he speaks under his breath as he thinks about Taehyung and how he must be a better man but when he's reminded of the way Taehyung was so close to you despite being a total stranger, didn't align with Jungkook's assumptions of him being better.

he stood from the bed with a piercing headache, tired eyes looking around his room and his weary body tried to walk around. this has been the case for a couple of days now, first, he was worried for you and now the other men. The only days Jungkook ever slept without the disturbance from his thoughts were when he was with you, cuddled close to you, sharing the same bed.

he decides to walk around and check on you, he pushes the door open slowly, careful not to make a sound and disrupt your sleep. he watches you for some time and sees you finding it difficult to sleep.

your eyes closed but a frown lingers through your creased forehead as you whimper and try to use a spare pillow to lay your bump on. He didn't realize he had been watching you for quite some time, but he had already seen you move around about 15 times in 5 minutes.

you're having discomfort sleeping and it makes him worry when he hears you whimper from time to time. he wonders if you're okay but asking you now would seem to intrude especially since it's 4 am. he doesn't want to seem creepy and scare you off.

he leaves your door slightly ajar and walks back to his room. He contemplates texting the men who had sworn to make him talk to them. Jungkook sits on the edge of the bed and rubs his face with his hands before he lets them sit under his chin.

he changes into shorts to do some boxing, Bam wakes up from his sleep when he hears the sound of Jungkook walking to the gym. sometimes he's glad that he's got all he needs at home, it saves time and energy as well as allows him to do his activities whenever he wants.

he prepares his quick coffee before he gets to working out. 30 minutes of boxing and an hour of yoga. that's his plan. he'd got his boxing gloves secured around his wrists and all he needed was some music. "bam-ah, it's too early. get some more sleep."

he murmured to the pup before he began punching the bag in front of him. although Jungkook was feeling for music, he didn't think he needed it, considering the time. in fact, that wasn't the actual reason, he just wanted to get rid of the numerous thoughts in his head and stop those voices.

he wanted some peace. he was so into it, that he didn't realize that he'd spent more than 45 minutes boxing. he wasn't tired either, he could go on for hours. he thinks about you, and what the future might hold for the two of you. about the baby? it never crosses his mind. Taehyung, Yoongi, his mother and maybe even Jin. he's never heard from the oldest.

what stopped him from continuing was someone by the door. he felt eyes on him and when he turned around, his eyes met yours. you were leaning against the door, watching him and he doesn't know how long you've been here. "hey!" he speaks breathlessly, it's when he realizes that he'd overworked his body way too much than he had expected when he suddenly feels dizzy.

you watch him remove his gloves, his breathing deeply and heavily, while the sweat drips down the strands of his hair as he examines his knuckles that are red from all that boxing. he's shirtless, the beads of sweat on his chest, threaten to tickle down to his shorts, his v-line creeping out and his face flushed and glistening.

it's a sight that makes your mouth water, he looks too good to remove your eyes from. he looks at you and raises his eyebrow but you're too immersed in looking at him that you don't notice him judging you too. "did I disturb your sleep?" he asks but you don't respond to him, he sees where your eyes look and it's fixated on his chest so he leaves a chuckle as he wipes off his sweat from his nose and mouth.

"hello?" he mutters and then you flinch and take your eyes off him. "y-yeah?" he bites his inner cheek and looks down before he sees you. the redness of your cheeks confirms your embarrassment as you blink multiple times and look around the room, amazed that he's got all the gym equipment.

it gives you the idea to pass some time here, after all doing exercise is good for pregnancy as well as it helps with easing your delivery. "did I disrupt your sleep?" "no you didn't." "then why are you awake at 5 am?" he looks at the clock and then frowns.

'I spent an hour boxing?'

he hears himself speak inside his mind. "i.. haven't been sleeping well." you say and take the face towel that he holds and wipe off the drip. you examine his face now that you're close to him and he looks down at you and notices the dark rings around your eyes.

"what's wrong? Are you worried about your parents?" "I'm not worried about anyone, i just don't find comfort in any position. I think it's just a second-trimester thing." you mutter and hand him the towel back as Bam circles around your feet and licks your open legs. "Bam-i that tickles!" you laugh.

what you said may have added to Jungkook's already running mind so he tries to think of something he could do to help. "Is it the bed? Should I look for a softer mattress? or.."

"Hey, it's not the bed Jungkook." you say and giggle at how cute he looks with a concerned expression. he walks to the table and grabs his T-shirt so he can put it on. "what's the matter then? is it the change in place or is it something we should consult a doctor about?"

he asked and you just laughed him off as you pet Bam's ears. "it's nothing serious, I guess it's just a part of pregnancy." "I think I read about a pregnancy pillow. is that a thing?" he asks you at which your eyes sparkle with a couple of nods.

"oh yes, I think that's what I need. it popped up on my for you page." Jungkook acknowledges what you said and looks away, he tells himself that's the first thing he's got to do after he's done showering. he won't let another day pass with you unable to sleep.

"I'm just having terrible back pains, so I can't lay on my back for too long. and moving to the sides is getting difficult too so I'm just not as comfortable as I used to be." you tell him at which he nods and looks at you. "I will sort it out, for now.... wanna join me for yoga?" he grabs the yoga mat and looks at you with an eyebrow raised. you clap your hands and agree.

"oh goodie!!" you whisper under your breath, which he catches on fast and giggles. you sounded so innocent and sweet. "come on then." "with my pj's?" His eyes assess you from head to toe and then he nods. "yeah, you've got some shorts on."

you walk towards him, and he lays the mat for you, Bam and himself. "why'd you got so many mats?" "I just have them for the aesthetic, to fill up the spaces." he says and shakes it off. you laugh at how Bam prepares for his yoga too, he looks forward to his daily yoga sessions. Jungkook sits beside you and stops, he frowns and then realizes that you can't do the usual yoga that he does.

you've got to do prenatal yoga and it's different from regular practices, it has unique features that are exclusive for pregnancy to make it comfortable and easy. Jungkook gets on his feet and turns on the television that's fixed on the wall, he googles for prenatal yoga and finds a reputable instructor that YouTube offers.

you feel warm at how considerate he was, your heart feels tingles and butterflies, something that you've been feeling recently, a lot when he's around. It's amusing how you've overlooked the fact that you're pregnant and can't do the usual yoga practices you've been doing your whole life, but he noticed it before you did. "there, you can follow this."

he mutters as he turns the television to you and sits beside you. "thanks for being so thoughtful." you whisper and he gives you a sheepish smile with a shrug. "just do the basic steps, breathing and stretching. we should consult your doctor before you can do any heavy poses."

he instructs you with a cold look on his face that ... almost scares you. "okay Mr Jeon." he breaks his serious character and giggles with his bunny teeth on show. he loves it when you call him by Mr Jeon. sometimes he wonders if he has a Mr Jeon kink. you both have your yoga session with Bam, You felt relaxed and calm, and the quiet environment made everything so much better.

Jungkook incorporates Yoga so he can collect himself, collect all his scattering thoughts and allow himself to get going with a beautiful start to his day. "oh god, my back hurts." you whine as you palm your hips, your hand can't reach your back anyway.

"you good?" he quickly asks and looks at your face for any signs of concern. "my back pains are just getting worse. this bump is getting bigger and I can't breathe." you chuckle and cradle your belly, you feel satisfied when you do so, it makes you feel cute.

"fuck, if it gets worse then please let me know. don't keep it to yourself." he murmurs and you nod with a sigh. you lean on your palms and watch him, he looks at you confusedly. "I a-" "Let me guess. "I look very delightful. and you wanna do m-" "I'm hungry and craving pancakes topped with cream, strawberries, blueberries and Nutella."

you say as you bite on your lower lip and tease him. Jungkook chuckles and whispers. "I make better cream than store-bought." he says under his breath to himself. "heard that but no thanks I'm craving for something sweet not salty." he turns to face you and bites his inner cheek. "that so? remember me quite well huh?" "Don't you remember me?"

you ask him almost like a threat as you both get closer to each other. "I do, in fact..." he leans towards you, a few inches distance left between you two. "Mmm?" "You're sweeter than any dessert, darling. you can satisfy all my sweet cravings,"

"Okay now! what the fuck was that?" you groan in laughter and hit his chest, the both of you unable to contain each other's laughter. you both can't lie but you can feel the taste of it but you let it slide because now's not the time for anything sexual. you're both still at the beginning stage and there's more to it than sex.

"come, I'll make you the pancakes." "yay!" you squeak as he lends a hand to help you get on your feet. it's getting difficult to move around easily, the bump is bigger, rounder and just as heavier as it looks. "pancake time!!!" you scream and walk towards the kitchen, making him laugh hard.

He'd never seen you this happy. It had always been fleeting glimpses, and he never thought he would get to share these extended moments with you. Jungkook pulls out the mixer and the ingredients for the batter while you watch him make your breakfast, it's almost 7 am. Although you never have your breakfast this early, it still feels nice to be with him and be a part of his routine.

he drinks his coffee and it's all that he needs to get going. Bam's breakfast is ready too and is waiting to be served, the pup waits patiently by his bowls until he gets his meat. you don't understand why Jungkook has no staff around, he's got everything that he requires but no helpers? and why do they only come by his place on specific days?

it's leaves a big question mark in your mind and he's the only one with the answers. "there! your pancakes. I haven't got Nutella though. Can I drizzle some melted chocolate instead?" "Sure! anything chocolate works."

you say with a smile and he pours the melted brown liquid. he makes a mental note to take you to the supermarket so you can fill his kitchen with your favorite items too, so you can have them anytime you crave. "mmm, this tastes so good Jungkook!"

you moan and close your eyes. he chuckles and sips on his coffee, leaning on the counter as he admires you. Watching you eat brings him more joy than sex, a feeling Jeon Jungkook never imagined he could experience. "Is that good enough?" "good enough?? Jungkook, these taste better than my mom's!!"

you beam and continue to throw more into your mouth. what better way you start his day, than with you here? you've so easily taken away all his worries and thoughts, you just made everything positive and he can't stop looking at you. "your mom wouldn't like that. you better not tell her." "Oh, she'll say it herself if she tries them." "Will she?"

"yeah, totally!" he smiles and nods. "aren't you having any?" he shakes his head and points at his coffee, at which you frown. "That's not enough. You never have a proper meal. Even when I was working, all I ever saw you do was drink coffee the whole day."

"that's because I don't have an appetite." "That's not an excuse. here." You offer him a piece of your pancake that's speared on your fork. he turns his head away, reluctant to have it. "hey, have something. come on." a pout grows on your face and he can't deny you anymore. "okay, just this once." you nod.

you feed him the pancake and smile. "you need to have your meds." "oh yes, this reminds me. I've got to see Dr Sohee." Jungkook tilts his head as his eyebrows draw together. "is it about the back pain?" "no, I've got my 6-month scan. I'm 24 weeks today."

you speak with excitement lingering in your tone, your eyes light up and your hands Instinctively reach to caress your bump. "right. Is it today? I can take you." "Oh no no, you've probably got work. I'm good." You scrape the remaining chocolate off the plate and lick the spoon, tidying up the dish. Jungkook thinks he doesn't have to even wash it, it looks as clean as new.

he places it in the dishwasher and then comes to you. "I'll take you y/n, don't worry about it." he says sternly as he gives Bam his meat and then heads upstairs with you. "i just don't want to bother you..." you murmur and he stops in his tracks to look at you. "You're not a bother, baby. Get that silly thought out of your head."

He taps your forehead with his index finger and tightens his lips. "sure?" you look at him with large eyes, he wants to hit his head on the wall at how adorable you freaking look. "of course, darling. come here." he opens his arms to pull you to a hug but you push his chest. "eww, you stink. shower first."

he laughs with his bunny teeth. "I'll take a shower and be back then mm?" you nod and walk to your bedroom as he walks over to his. you pull up the blinds and the sun enters through the windows. 'it's not too bad, waking up before 12.' you think to yourself as you open them up, to let in the fresh air.

Stepping out onto the balcony, you take a moment to watch the streets below. It feels calming, a stark contrast to your apartment. The scenery is soothing to watch; while it's stunning at night, the rising sun maybe even more beautiful. after a few minutes you walk in and make the bed, place your plushy on the center of the pillows and pick what you're gonna wear for the day. an oversized tee and shorts pair the best.

Jungkook on the other hand, picked out his suit for today. a white shirt paired with a grey suit and light blush pink tie. As he buttons up the cuffs of his shirt, he remembers that the helpers will arrive in about an hour. Since you're alone at his place, he needs to let you know about their arrival.

but also maybe get your help with his tie, just so he could feel your hands on him. he bites his lips at how mischievous he is but he decides to go on with his impulsive thoughts. before you can freshen up, you hear Jungkook voice you. "y/n?" you walk out of your bedroom and follow his voice to his bedroom.

You glance around his room and can't help but marvel at how much it reflects his personality. Every detail seems to embody who he is. it's modern, classy and black and it's just so him. "wow, never thought a room could represent you so much. This room just screams Jeon Jungkook." you mutter and glance at him as he stands in front of the mirror, fastening the cuffs of his shirt. "you called me?" you wait by his door, twirling a little as you wait till he responds.

you can't get enough of how he looks in shirts. his whole office attire is everything, it's the only thing you wanna see him wear. the way the shirt fits his body, his biceps stick out so perfectly you can almost carve them with your eyes, the waistcoat captures his slim waist so gorgeously and all that's left is the coat.

"care to help?" his voice makes you flinch as you eyes soon move from his chest to his face. "yes?" he walks closer to you, fixing his waistcoat in place. "my tie." you see his tie looks disheveled, which of course he did intentionally just so he could use your hands.

he always does his tie by himself, which you're aware of too. your hand reaches the tie around his neck and places it according to the length it has to be. he looks down at you as you make the knot and let it come together. He notices how your eyelashes flutter with each blink, how your eyes stay focused on your task, and how your lips tighten when you're concentrating.

you place the tie inside the waistcoat and adjust it under his collar, your hands reach his shoulders before it comes to his neck. he feels your touch and the coldness of it through his white shirt. he's so close to you, he's just a few inches away from you. your eyes glance at his before you look back at what you're supposed to do.

he sees the blush creep up your cheeks, tinting them a soft pink. it makes him smile. "there, all done." you say as your hands stay on his shoulders, you meet his eyes and see how he's biting his inner cheek while he observes you. "you're gonna be late." you whisper as you tear your eyes away from his, you can't look at him, he makes you feel shy. "thanks.."

he murmurs at which you nod. "you need to take your hands off from me if you don't want me to be late." he jokes and you soon take them away, "i-i'm sorry-" he pulls you back to him and places his lips on your forehead, your eyes naturally close at the feeling of them on your skin. his lips always feel so soft, so safe.

he lets the kiss linger for a few minutes before he leaves apart. you look up at him with a sigh and smile. you feel so safe around him, with him, beside him. "have lunch and your vitamins. Text me for anything and I'll be back soon, okay?" you nod.

he looks at you for a few more seconds before he grabs his coat and office bag. "take care." you whisper. "you too, darling."

-

Jungkook sits on his chair as he reaches out to his drawer to pull out all the letters he received throughout the week. he usually reads his emails and answers them every night but letters are a bit messy and he takes his time with them, which is often why he misses out on certain important clients.

however, he truly hopes he doesn't find anymore letters from Yoongi, that would ruin his mood for the entire day. His day began on a high note; he was so in good spirits that he greeted every employee who passed by with a cheerful 'good morning,'

which is unusual for Mr. Jeon. he received replies from them but he failed to notice the frown followed after their response. clearly shows how out of the ordinary it was. Jungkook happily hums when he finishes sorting all his letters, relieved that none of them are from the people he wants to avoid.

he realises he didn't mention about the helpers coming by, he soon takes his phone and sends you a text. Jungkook relaxes for some time before he gets to the meeting that everyone has been anticipating for the week.

-

a yawn escapes from Hoseok's mouth as he enters the Jeon Industries building. he's got a bit of insomnia to deal with and only manages to get through the day with 30 minutes of sleep, and even that wasn't uninterrupted.

he's got projects to deal with and he's glad for Park who does everything so well. Jimin has been well after he was given your position he's even better at his work now. he's fully aware that this is a temporary position but he's taking advantage of it very well,

he'd impressed far too many clients and the praises between the staff don't seem to stop. it's a good thing, Hoseok thinks. It eliminates all the unnecessary attention he receives after your abrupt departure.

-

You freshen up and decide to unpack the rest of your luggage. you play some music on your phone while you fold your clothes and place them inside the closet. You're waiting for the helpers to arrive so you can get assistance with the clothes because you know for sure that you're not gonna be able to finish these off today.

you see a middle-aged woman knock on your room door, she's got a beautiful smile on her face, a lovely dress that she wears, long and flowy until her ankles, her cheeks sagging and her eyes smile lovingly.

"hello dear, may I come in." "Sure." she walks inside and Bam who was seated on your couch, runs to the woman and circles her feet. "good to see you Bam." she speaks kindly. the woman approaches you and examines you for some time before she looks down at your bump and then at the bed with all your clothes.

"need help?" you nod and she takes your t-shirts and begins to fold. "what's your name, dear?" "Lee Y/N." she nods and mouths your name. "pretty name," she chuckles along with you. there was silence, it was comfortable because the lady beside you was kind and wore a smile at all times.

her hair is golden but her grey strands stand out. She gets some black garment hangers so it will be easier for you to choose from, which you appreciate a lot for her thoughtfulness. "he never brought anyone home." She murmurs, causing you to stop folding your clothes. the woman exhales sharply and then proceeds to ask. "How many months are you in?" "Six months."

"Ah, this is the best time. It'll pass quickly, so make the most of it." she says, your hand cradles your bump as you look down and think. 'Man, it did go fast. six months already?' you didn't want to let go of what she said earlier, what did she mean by he never brought anyone home? do you want to ask her about it now, especially since it's the first time she's met you?

You smiled at her words, taking a moment to reflect. You should be able to feel the baby moving by now, it's always very light and you don't seem to understand what they are. are the tickles the baby or something else.

She cleans up your room while you drink your vitamins, and Bam stays close to you and waits for you to pet him. he loves it when you tickle under his chin and rub the top of his head. With Jungkook,

it's a whole different story. When he flips Bam's ears up and down, the little pup just lights up with joy. It's like Bam can't get enough of it, wagging his tail and bouncing around all excited. you spend the rest of your time seated on your couch while the rest of Jungkook's staff cleans up the house.

With nothing else on your agenda, you know you'll probably spend the entire day glued to your phone, scrolling through social media, checking messages, and maybe binge-watching videos. You're not one to nap during the day, so it's just you and Bam, and you're starting to worry about how to pass the time in this huge house. there's got to be something to do.

you walk to the kitchen and see the old woman by the dining table, setting up the chairs after she'd done vacuuming the floor. "hey..." you voice out for her since you didn't know her name, it was slightly awkward to call her out. "yes dear, do you need anything? you could've called me from your room, and I would come up to you."

she's gentle with her words and tone, you can almost see your lovely mother in her. You've made a mental reminder to ask Jungkook about her later. "no that's okay, I was just wondering if... maybe Jungkook has something to do? does he have anything at all?"

the woman smiles and gives you one short nod. "of course, let me guide you. Come." you follow her, as she walks to a room in a corridor. Jungkook's home has a minimalist vibe, with everything around being simple, classic, and visually stunning. There are many rooms you haven't seen yet, since he only showed you your room and the kitchen, and that was during a time when you weren't on the best terms.

But now, you're thinking it might be a good idea to ask him to give you a tour so you can get familiar with all the spaces in his home. Maya is her name, she told you while walking with you to the room she had just opened. Her smile was warm, and her voice carried a hint of excitement as she chatted about the house and the different rooms you might find interesting.

she didn't specify what each room was for but she told you that there were a total of 13 rooms in this mansion and it made you think what did he need 13 rooms for when he lived all by himself. "this will entertain you. I hope you enjoy.... reading."

she opens the door to the room filled with shelves of books leaving your jaw to drop in awe. it's not a metaphor here, your jaw actually drops when you see the number of books he has been hiding behind the doors. you don't think you can count the books in here, it would take you days! "oh...my god. Jungkook owns all these books?" you exclaim in excitement.

Maya chuckles and answers your question. "yes, these belong to Mr Jeon. he's read all of them." "All of them?" "Why yes, but he hasn't been reading any books lately so that's why the door stays closed." she speaks and you walk around each shelf and notice the number of romance books he's got.

"no way.." you giggle and grab a book, you love reading so this is gonna keep you occupied for the rest of the days to come. "I think I'm gonna grab a few books and take them to my room." "you can sit here if you want." she takes you to the corner of the room where there's a lovely little couch and plenty of cushions.

it looks so comfy and is just what you need. "oh thanks a lot Maya, you saved my day." "oh, it's nothing dear, enjoy reading. if you need any snacks, a drink anything. just voice my name and I will bring anything for you." you nod and the woman leaves the room.

you sit on the couch and look at the 5 books that you chose, contemplating which one you should read today. You can't seem to take your eyes off this really old book that's in your hand, it's 'The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks.' you stop to think for a bit and then realize that there's a film about this story which you'd watched once long ago.

you flip through the pages and see wording written with a purple marker and a red one but with two different handwriting.

'the book has nothing like the film!' the purple words say.

'the movie is shit too!' the red one.

'no it isn't!' and the last purple words.

you chuckle as you think this must be Jungkook's writing although the two handwritings look very different from each other. You choose to read it and find out why he claimed the book is completely different from the movie and why he thinks the movie is shit too.

-

the clock strikes 6.50 PM and Jungkook has packed up to leave. he told you that he'll be taking you to the gyno so the appointment is at 7.20 PM and if he leaves the office now, he can make it to his place and pick you up to drive straight to the Drs.

[ From Jungkook ] I'm leaving, be ready!

[ Y/n ] for what?

[ From Jungkook ] appointment?!!

[ Y/n ] oh shit yes slipped out of my mind

you pick out a cardigan and sweatpants because you're too lazy to get yourself dressed up, it's just the gyno anyway and secondly, you can't get your eyes off the book that you're reading. there's no way Jungkook does not like this book, he's crazy.

you soon put on the clothes and just a little bit of tinted serum so you don't look like a disaster, some clear lip gloss and a ponytail. you look okay. there's still time until Jungkook arrives so you stay inside the library. you've been in there for hours now, and the only times you ever leave is when you want a snack or when you have to pee which was about 9 times,

it ruined each moment of the book when you couldn't control it and had to run to your washroom. Bam follows you too and stays beside you while you read. you moved spots about 15 times by each hour.

Jungkook walks in to find only empty couches. "y/n? I'm back." he places his coat on the sofa along with his bag before he walks to the kitchen and doesn't find you there, he thinks maybe you're in your bedroom, asleep but when he opens the door, he's greeted with the empty bed. he begins to panic a bit, assumptions flooding his mind yet again.

"y/n??!!" he calls you out, this time louder and then he hears you answer him. "down here!" He follows your voice and notices that the door to his library is open. he never showed you this room before, how did you know? Jungkook walks inside and sees you seated on his ash-grey couch, with a book in your hand.

you tilt your head when you feel him standing behind you. "hey! how was work today?" you ask. "it was good- how-? how did you find this room?" you keep the book on the couch and get on your feet. he looks at you with a frown decorating his face. "well. I should ask you. why you didn't show me this room before?"

he looks at you, you're dressed in comfortable clothes, you look so beautiful even though you're in casual home wear. he sees the lip gloss and can tell that you've got some foundation or something on your face because it looks glowy and... he could go on. he looks down at the ground, his mouth open to speak but then he sighs.

"I- I just never thought about it." you suddenly feel very conscious about being in this room. what if he didn't want you to know? why are you even in his personal space? you both aren't super close yet so you shouldn't be loitering around his house when you've only been shown one room, that is your bedroom.

Jungkook notices the way your face changes like it lost its glow when he stammered his last sentence. no he didn't want you to think that you can't use his rooms or anything of that sort. of course, he wants you to know about every room, everything in his house, heck, even himself. he wants you to know and see everything.

"well, you should've. but um- I'm sorry if you didn't want me to know about it. I should've asked you-" "Hey.." his hands cup your face immediately. "don't be sorry. you don't have to ask me anything, you stay here now, this is your home too."

he coos to you as he speaks softly, letting you know what's his is yours too and you don't need to apologize for anything. "okay." you whisper and he nods, watching your eyes for some time until he realizes you've both got to go. "let's get going now, shall we?"

your smile gets wider and you nod super fast, like a child. he chuckles and gestures for you to walk first. he then peeps a bit to see what exactly you're reading. 'the notebook.' his smile fades as he recalls the back of the book where certain words have been written.

"come on!! I can't wait!!!" "Coming!" he leaves the room, trying to forget what he just saw. "you've got no idea, I'm super excited!!!" you squeak as he fastens the seatbelt for you because he wants to be a gentleman and does it instead of letting you do it. "yeah?"

"yeah!!!! oh my god...." your voice trails as he takes the driver's seat and then looks at you. "what?" "the gender... but I'm not ready to know!!!! what do we do? Should we keep it a secret? or find it out now? or we can-" Jungkook begins to laugh, you're so clueless and confused and cute, he doesn't know what to do, he just wants to keep watching you.

"what?!!! you're not helping me!" you fold your hands to your chest and look out the glass, slightly annoyed at his behavior. "baby I'm sorry." "you're mean!" "I'll make it up to you, I'll take you to the convenience store after we leave the Drs okay?"

You abruptly turn to look at him with a smile on your face. "sure??" "Of course darling." the drive to the hospital was quiet but comfortable, you could not stop thinking about the scan and the gender. it's getting real and you don't know how to stop your excitement from flooding. Jungkook glances at you and bites back his smile, you look so happy and eager, he can see it in your eyes.

You both enter together and make your way to Dr. Sohee's room. You sit in the waiting chairs and wait for your name to be called. your legs shake in anticipation, as your teeth keep nipping on your bottom lip. Jungkook gets concerned and places his hand on your thigh. "hey, calm down."

"how can I? I'm so fucking excited!!!" you whisper under your breath and cover your face, to stop your cheeks from turning any redder from all that thrill. he nods and taps on your thigh when the nurse calls you inside. "hello Y/n, how have you been?"

Sohee greets you with a smile as she gestures for you two to take your seats. "I've never been better!" "That's good, I see someone has been waiting..." she looks over at Jungkook before you and you three chuckle. "I just wanna know her gender already." "her?"

"well i-" "She likes to call her bump 'her' because she's got the bump and she's a she. if that makes sense..." Jungkook seemed slightly embarrassed as he interrupted when you were about to explain but then he seemed like his explanation didn't make much sense. Sohee laughs and nods as she says she gets it.

You hide your face in your hands and give the man's thigh a gentle tap from underneath the table. "well, come with me then. let's find out." you follow Sohee inside before you stop in your tracks and turn to Jungkook who stays seated. "you can come too."

you murmur and he tries to say it's okay but then you assure him that he can come inside too, so he does. you lay on the bed and raise your cardigan to allow Sohee to place the gel on your bump. Jungkook sees how big your belly has become, he hasn't seen it from this closeness and when he thinks about it, that his child is inside there, somehow he doesn't like that feeling and tries to shake it off. Sohee spreads the gel and monitors the heartbeats that Jungkook and you hear, it's so loud and peaceful and...

it brings you so much relief. the man who stands beside you can feel his heart rate rise too. he feels uncomfortable here and the sound of the heartbeat ringing so loudly, makes him want to leave but he doesn't. A soft smile appears on your face as your eyes close upon hearing it. It brings you a sense of serenity. "it sounds so gentle.." you whisper and sigh.

you look over at Jungkook and your smile gets wider, he looks and you and gives you a tightened smile. "okay!" you now see your baby floating around in your belly. "oooop!" Sohee stops and looks at you. her eyes get so big. "do you wanna know the gender?"

you bite your lip, contemplating if you should do this now or not. you look at Jungkook and he seems to have zoned out a bit, then you sigh and say. "no, not now." Sohee respects your decision with a nod. "well then, look here." she points at the screen. "this is your little one's thumb like you call your bump 'she'. she is sucking her thumb and is sleeping well."

an 'aww' leaves your lips as you look at the monitor and see how adorable your baby looks. Jungkook sees the picture but he can't seem to smile. "here are your pictures." Sohee hands a print of the scan and wipes off the residue off your bump.

Jungkook helps you and you both get back to your seats. "everything is fine, normal. your baby is okay and I've got your gender. baby is healthy and weighs a good 2 pounds, everything is developed and you've got nothing to worry about. get back home, have some cake and get a good rest." you chuckle and nod. "thanks Dr! I'm glad that baby is safe."

"of course, you both are taking good care of the little one." "uh Dr, y/n's been having some trouble sleeping. what can we do about it?" Jungkook asks. "oh that's normal, just some back pains I'm assuming. get yourself a pregnancy pillow and you'll be okay maybe some cuddles would do too."

she winks at Jungkook and he blushes. you both leave the room, you've got a smile decorating your face and Jungkook's got one too because you're happy. "Why didn't you want to find out the gender?" he asks, intrigued about why you want to keep it hidden when you were jumping in excitement to find out. you look down the ground as you walk in your crocs.

it's unattractive, childish but it's you and even though Jungkook so badly wanted to laugh at your Hello Kitty Crocs, he didn't because you look too adorable and he loves how raw you are. "um...I want to find out the gender with you."

Jungkook frowns at this and stops walking further. you both are close to his car parked at the lot and he just needs time to absorb what you just said. you turn back and look at home, gesturing him to come and he does. "but I was with you." he says as you lean against the door of his car and he stands in front of you, between your legs.

He feels guilty, even hurt when you say that. You can see it on his face: his large eyes are downcast, and he wears a visibly pained expression. "no.. you weren't with me.... anyway, you promised to take me to the convince store. let's go!"

you take your passenger seat and he walks to the driver. he knows he's not gonna get any sleep tonight after what you just said to him. The drive was yet again quiet, unspoken words lingered. He's gonna go home and talk this out with you. he stops at the store and lets you walk inside as he follows.

"get your snacks, I'll get the necessities." you nod and grab a cart, you get a large jar of Nutella, some chocolate flavored milk and now you're about to grab some chips. "shit, the options are crazy." you whisper to yourself and contemplate which ones to get.

you see some Korean snack that looks appetizing but you can't seem to reach it. "fuck-" You raise your hand high, trying to reach the bag, but then a hand comes over to help and retrieves it for you. "here you go!"

he hands over the chips to you. "oh thank you!!!" you take it from his hand and place it on your cart. "y/n?" you hear a familiar voice call you out. you look at him and freeze when you see the man. "hoseok?"

He looks at you with surprise, his eyes widening. When he notices your bump, his gaze shifts downward, and he becomes motionless, unable to blink as he takes in the sight.

"you're-? you're pregn-"

"Hey y/n, I found a new pasta shape, it's minion shaped, should we get it- Mr. Jung?

next chapter ⇢

[jiminsinterlude]

Through The Window | JK

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Being friends with benefits means having sex almost whenever you two wanted. He always comes over, entering through the window.

“You know how much I love coming through the window, just how I like cuming in you.”

-> Smut; Friends with benefits

-> Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, biting(slightly), creampies, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, explicit language, short smut

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One thing that you hate the most about going to sleep in the day is not being able to sleep during the night.

You were currently sitting up in your bed, doing anything but sleeping. The only person to blame was yourself, since you stayed up all night yesterday to finish working on a painting for work. You should’ve just did it in the day time but you wanted to go out during the day and hang with friends. When the plans got canceled due to the rain, you stayed in and caught up on the sleep you missed last night.

So to occupy your mind and hopefully help you sleep, you decided to catch up on a book you have been pushing back to read for the past few weeks. You were about 60 pages in, already enjoying the book. Seeing how good it has been turning out, you were actually glad you took your friend Namjoon’s recommendation to read it. You would definitely be asking for another one soon.

The wind from outside blew throughout your room. The rain stopped hours ago but it did bring a cool breeze. Your room was dim with just your night light on so you could see while reading. It was peaceful, that was until you heard you a noise near you window. Looking over you saw it slowly starting to open up, maybe the breeze got stronger. But you didn’t feel any cool air come in. You reached over and turned off your night light and closed your book. Now you could see your window clearly. It was no one but Jungkook.

He began to climb through your window just like he does every night. Why did you get so worried knowing he was the only one who does this but god, why doesn’t he just come through the door like a normal person. Jungkook stepped in through the window, he had his signature bunny grin on his face knowing you were about to scold him.

“Jungkook, how many times do I have to repeat myself to you.” He immediately began to chuckle as he took off his leather jacket and combat boots. Must’ve drove his motorcycle here.

“That I should wear my helmet when I ride my bike?” You could kill him now.

“No, smart ass. That you have to stop coming through my window like this. One day someone is going to think you’re an intruder.” Jungkook began to walk over to your bed, getting inside to join you.

“Why are you up so late?”

“Can’t sleep.”

“Maybe some cuddling with me will help you sleep.” You nodded your head immediately cuddling up to him. He laughed as he kissed your forehead.

“Goodnight Kook.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

You were sleeping peacefully until you were woken up to sudden movement in the bed. You back was facing Jungkook, from where all the commotion was coming from.

“Kook? Whats wrong?”

He looked over at you, even through it was dark in the room, you could see the lust in his eyes.

“I’ve missed you Y/N, so much.”

You began to rub your eyes while sitting up to fully face him. “I’ve missed you too Kook.” He pulled the cover from over your legs, then pulling you onto of his lap.

“It’s more than what you think, love.” Mm, he missed fucking you. But so did you, his sudden actions only reminded you how much you missed him inside of you.

The wind blew through your window. Feeling a chillier breeze. “This is why I tell you to come through the front door too. You know I shut my window when it’s a little too cold.

“I can always warm you up and come on, you know how much I love coming through the window, just how I like cuming in you.” You rolled your eyes at him, getting comfortable on his lap.

His bulging dick pressed against you from through his sweatpants. You grinded on him slightly, showing him you wanted this too.

Jungkook groaned at the feeling. He had to have been hard for the longest. His dick was throbbing underneath you. “You miss it too Y/N?”

“Mhm.” Was all you could mutter out when you leaned down to kiss him. He was taking too long to kiss you.

“You always take forever to kiss me.” He chuckled.

“Is that a problem?”

“Yes it is, if you’re gonna fuck me kook, kiss me first. You know I love your lips.” Jungkook grinned at you as he pulled you closer on his lap, rubbing his hand up your back. Licking his lips, he leaned in and began to kiss you. You felt him unclip your bra so effortlessly when his hands were roaming your back. He pulled your shirt off, followed by your bra before gently changing the position by laying you on the bed. He hovered over you immediately. He enjoyed the sight of you being left just in your panties.

Your lips were connected again in no time. His hands continued to roam your body rubbing over your soft skin. He pinched each of your nipples which cause small moans to escape. Jungkook brought his tatted hand to your core, rubbing you through your panties. You were leaking through them already. You always hated how fast your body reacts to him but he loves it so much. Jungkook was quick to slide his hand into your panties and rub at your wet pussy. You moaned immediately against the kiss, his tongue slipping in. He wasted no time slipping his fingers into your throbbing hole, too. Your eyes rolled back as he fingered you slowly while still rubbing at your clit with his thumb. You broke the kiss when your hips buckled upwards. His constant pace on your clit cause you to flinch slightly.

It still felt so good. Making you crave him more and more.

“Fuck Kook, just like that.” He smiled at you, pressing down harder on your clit and curling his fingers repeating inside of you.

“Do you feel good baby?” The obvious questions he asks always makes you want to roll your eyes at him with an attitude but inside he had your eyes rolling back with pleasure.

“Yes Kook, feels so good.” He bit down on his lip before bringing his head to your neck. Kisses and bites were made on the soft skin of your neck. Moans were the only thing that could leave your mouth. He always makes you feel like you’re in heaven. You began to squirm in the bed from the pleasure.

He stopped his movements on your neck, sitting up but still being in between your legs. Jungkook used his left hand to pull down your panties but continued to please you with his right. Once your panties were off, he lowered his head down to your pussy. Replacing his thumb with his wet tongue. You couldn’t help but arch your back and moan out a little bit more. His tongue rubbed up and down your clit, sucking it hard too. His fingers didn’t stop either, Jungkook was going to make sure you cum hard for him. You surely were going to do so.

Your hand made its way to his hair, pulling on it as your back arched again. Your legs began to shake as Jungkook flicked at your bud incredibly fast. More than cum was going to exit your body, you were about to make a complete mess all over your sheets and Jungkooks face.

“Jungkook! Shit. Im going to make a mess Kook, fuck… gonna squirt.” Hearing you say so was like music to his ears, he smirked on your pussy as he sucked harder on your clit. His fingers exited your hole and made its way to your mouth. You sucked on his fingers as he continued to devour you. Your legs shook intensely as you came on Jungkooks face as well as squirting onto it too. Wetting up the bed and his shirt too. He enjoyed it well, slurping it all into his mouth. Your eyes were glued shut as he pleased you through your orgasm. If he doesn’t stop going, you were sure to cum again. The grip on his hair loosened as he pulled away from you pussy. He looked at it and smiled.

“Your pussy is so pretty baby. Who’s pussy is it again?”This was one of your favorite compliments.

“It’s yours Jungkook, it’s all yours.” He smirked as leaned down to kiss you. You tasted yourself all over his lips, enjoying the taste mixed with his saliva. Jungkook broke the kiss to remove his clothes.

“Your pussy is always so wet just for me.” Jungkook began to thrust inside of you slowly. As well as rubbing your clit to give you more than one stimulation. You wanted more, you needed more.

“Faster Kook.”

“So needy.” He pressed down harder on your clit with his thumb while speeding up his pace. “Like this love?”

You began to nod your head repeatedly while groping your breast, rubbing your own nipples. “Just like that Kook. God, so fucking amazing. You’re so amazing Jungkook.”

His hips rocked against yours.

He stopped rubbing your clit as he gripped your waist with both hands. You erupted something inside of him with that saying. Jungkook began to pound you into the mattress. You eyes were wide by his sudden change of pace completely. You loved it. Cries of his name left your mouth as he began to kill your pussy. He never fucked you like this. Jungkook was sure to ruin you tonight.

“You feel so good baby, your pussy is all minds. Understand?”

“Yes Kook, I understand.” He approved of your answer when he began to hold your waist tighter.

Jungkook fucked into you hard and fast, the bed squeaked and the headboard hit the wall repeatedly. Fuck, he wasn’t going to go easy on you.

“Kook, baby… Gonna cum…again.” He was fucking you so hard it felt like you were going to cum twice at once. Your walls clenched around Jungkooks dick, causing him to throw his head back from the pleasure. Jungkook moaned out at the feeling of you cuming around him again.

“Im gonna cum deep inside of you love.”

“Please Jungkook! Please!” You screamed out while moving your hands from your breast to his shoulders. You finger nails dug in deeply as you pulled his body down to touch yours. His body was cold but lingered of sweat, yours the same.

You guys remained eye contact as your body’s was skin to skin. His breathing was extremely heavy as he let out low moans, filling you up with his cum. You moaned out louder and louder as Jungkook slammed into you, fucking you through your orgasm and into the next. Your hole throbbed around Jungkooks dick. Once the clenching began, he immediately was signaled of your next orgasm.

Jungkook took your mouth into his, kissing you sloppily and rough. Your nails dragged down his back. You pushed your body onto his, trying to get as close as possible. You moaned deeply into the kiss, cuming again.

He was like a sex god, always having you cum over and over again.

He broke the kiss and looked at you with gleaming eyes. His mouth parted as he slowed down his pace, filling you up with his warm cum.

“So in love with your pussy.”

“So in love with your dick.”

It was just friends with benefits, there would not be anymore. Sex was all you two young adults could care for in relationships right now.

[i-am-baechu]

♡ Summary: Two years seem like a lot to some people but to Taehyung it didn’t even feel like time had passed. He’s gotten better but he hasn't healed yet. It wasn't until an interview question made him froze and remember everything.

♡ Paring: Unrequited love; Idol!Taehyung x Reader 

♡ Rating: Pg - 14

♡ Genre: Unrequited love, Idol!Taehyung, stylist intern! Reader, hanahaki disease, character death, fluff (flashbacks), and angst

♡ Based on the one-shot; Not About Angels

Silence. It can say so much but at the same time nothing at all. That’s the beauty of quietness. Most think silence can bring peace but Taehyung knew better. It brought pure and utter chaos. People say as the years go by, it gets easier. Losing someone becomes easy but the pain will always be there, no matter how many times you try to run away. 

There were days where he imagined Y/N running in flower fields and looking out into the mountains as the sun sets. The running rivers create a melody as she quietly hums with him holding her. The night sky painting over them as the winds brought them closer together, as the moon hears their secrets. How do you move on from something that never happened? The love he had for Y/N was something he never thought he would experience. She was the soft touch that healed his insecurities and he turned his tears into a guiding light. She was everything he wanted but now she was the person he remembers on the lonely nights. Maybe one day he could rewrite the stars when they are reincarnated together and keep her close at all times. Sadly, life never does us favors. No matter how much you beg.

Two years have passed since Y/N passed and Taehyung remembers everything like it happened yesterday. He spent so many nights staring out in the sky, begging for a sign of her. He went to the flower shop everyday and got her favorite flowers for his house. He even bought her favorite perfume putting it on a sweater that she accidentally left at the studio. Everyone was having a hard time and he didn’t want to make anyone worry for him more. He didn’t talk to anyone for three months. The only thing he did was cry into their shoulders as they grieved together. He didn’t want to make things harder for them anymore. He was better but the pain was still there. It will always be there no matter what. He looks back on memories and he doesn’t cry, that’s a big step. 

Today, he sat with the other guys in an interview. He wasn’t really paying attention to the conversation. He looked outside the window to see the rain hitting the glass. He smiled to himself when he remembered how he met Y/N. He felt a touch on his shoulder from Jungkook and looked at the MC with a small smile, “Sorry, the rain distracted me.” 

“No worries, the question was, have you ever been in love?” 

Taehyung blinked his eyes and looked down at the floor as his mind clouded with memories. Moments that he can’t let go. 

Taehyung walked down the street with his mask concealing his appearance from everyone around him. He raised his eyebrow when he watched a woman his age run under the hospital. She looked at the rain but it wasn’t anger, it was more contentment if anything. She was probably content after making it under. He smiled softly at this and looked down at his umbrella and then back at the girl. He walked towards her with the rain filling his ears, “Excuse me?” 

The woman turned her head and looked at him with wide eyes. She pointed to herself and he wanted to laugh, “Fo-For me?” 

He nodded his head and she gently took the umbrella out of his hand with their fingers gently touching each other. He ignored that (not wanting to embarrass himself) and she bowed at him, “Thank you.” He bowed back and waved goodbye with his eyes closed. As he walked away, he stopped in his tracks and looked behind him to see that she was gone. He smiled again and shook his head, “Cute.” 

He walked out of the restaurant and sighed to himself, he missed another opportunity to ask Y/N out. He rubbed the back of his head and re-dialed Rose's number. 

“What?”

“I chickened out again.” 

“HOW CAN YOU CHICKEN OUT!” 

He pulled the phone away from his ear and sighed, “I-I just did...She just makes me nervous.” He glanced back at the restaurant and smiled to himself as he saw her eat the ramen. 

“Are you comfortable with me?”

“Yeah, that’s you though. She's different...She’s the first flower in spring and I-I-I love her like how fate gives people second chances. She makes me want to experience love.”

“Tell her this, you idiot.” 

Taehyung took a deep breath and looked into the interviews with a sad smile, “Ye-Yes...I have.” 

“Really!? Can you tell us about it?”

Taehyung smiled and ignored the concerned looks from his members. He rubbed his hands gently as he licked his lips, “She was...She was beautiful. She was the greatest painting that I have ever seen in my life. Filled with vibrant colors that were only for my eyes. She was a mirror of my dreams and all I wanted to do was make those dreams come true. She was the song in summer that connects souls and the chill in autumn that brings people together....She was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.” 

The MC smiled at this and nodded his head, “She sounds very important to you. Would you like to say anything to her?” 

Taehyung nodded his head and glanced at the dark sky before looking back at the MC, “I love you...forever more.” 

As soon as those words left his lips, the rain stopped and a bright light came through the darkness. Taehyung's eyes widened and stood up. He slowly walked up to the window and gently placed his hand on the glass as he looked at the sun with tears in his eyes. Y/N, did you hear me?

“I think Taehyung’s confession made the sun come out of hiding.” 

He felt everyone’s eyes on his back but he didn’t dare to turn back. Not when he felt her warmth through the glass. It’s been so long since he felt her warmth, that he could crumble to his knees at this moment. It was as if she was sharing her memories with him at this moment. Their memories intertwined at this moment to touch his heart as he stared at the sun. 

Y/N watched Rose and Jungkook argue about something with a soft smile, it was rather cute. She noticed everyone was focused on something else or the argument, making it the perfect time to escape for a bit. She put her glass on a random table and walked out of the small room onto the balcony. The cold air hit her face as she closed her eyes letting the cold create goosebumps on her arms. She opened them and glanced at the sky to see the bright stars twinkling like gems. She leaned against the railing and continued to look out into the city. 

“Y/N? Why are you out here?” 

She jumped and glanced over her shoulder to see Taehyung drinking with his eyebrow raised. She let out a small cough and rubbed her arm gently, “I needed a breather...” 

“Don’t like social gatherings?” 

“I like them...my social battery just drains fast.” 

Taehyung nodded his head and made his way toward the woman. She watched him closely, still trying to figure him out. He stood next to her and looked at the sky with his cup so dangerously on the railing, “It’s peaceful, isn’t it?”

She turned her body back to the sky and nodded her head, “It is.”  

“Here.” Before she could say anything, Taehyung took off his coat and put it over her shoulders. Her eyes widened at this and brought the coat closer to her body with a small smile, “Thank you.” 

“Wouldn’t want you to get cold.”

The rain made this walk in the park melancholy but somehow Taehyung made it joyous. His boxy smile made her smile even with the drops of water creating images on his umbrella. She put her hand out of the umbrella and she felt his eyes on her but she didn’t dare to look. She felt the cold water hit her hand and it caused her to smile, “Do you like the rain?”

“I do, it's peaceful. It gives you a moment of serenity as well.” 

He nodded his head and glanced towards the sky, “But it makes the sky look so sad.”

“Sadness is still an emotion, it's better than not feeling anything at all.” 

“I guess, you're a deep thinker.”

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow as she let out a small laugh, “What?” 

“You're like Namjoon-Hyung. Always thinking, I’m jealous.”

She shook her head and slowly moved her head to hit his arm (showing him her version of affection), “You think differently, it's colorful. I like that about you.” 

“Oh, so you like me?” 

She didn’t answer that but she didn’t move her head off of his arm. She didn’t see the small smile on his face. 

He smiled at the memories and remembered them from her point of view. He remembered reading it in her journal. He loved that she wrote like Jane Austen about everything. The story that never got the ending that it deserved. The last thing she wrote in it was how much she loved his smile and how it was the sun. Today she was his sun. 

“Taehyung, are you coming back?”

He smiled to himself and nodded his head before wiping his eyes, “I’m coming...I’m coming.”

[eoieopda]

First off, congrats on 1k 👏👏👏👏 you are so incredible at writing and when I followed I assumed I was late finding you but it appears to be I came in early(?) on time, any who…

More than you know - Axewell /\ Ingrosso

With Jungkook 🙃

Thank you if you do this ❤️ keep up the great writing 🥰😎

tysm sweet bb! i’m so glad you found me, whenever and however you did 🫶🏻 also, this is such a banger omfg. i had to physically get up and jump around my bedroom, lol.

listen here

ft. truly the most chaotic and adorable jungkook i’ve written to date, i think. this is also the first 1k drabblepalooza piece to literally include the inspo. song, which feels kind of fitting since it’s the last one!

you had your reasons, you had a few / but you knew that I would go anywhere for you / ‘cause it ain't over, until she sings

A slump.

There was no other way to put it. You were simultaneously too wired to sleep, and too tired to do much of anything else. Above all, you were bored. No matter how many times you checked your phone, the time on the home screen never seemed to change. The seconds slid by like syrup, sticking to everything as they passed.

Ugh.

Jungkook should have been home from work hours ago. When he wasn’t, he swore up and down that he was nearly finished with whatever it was that held him up. As soon as he did finish, he’d said, he’d be right there to keep you company and keep you occupied. Unfortunately for you, that last text was sent more than two hours ago.

You’d watched so many episodes of Sailor Moon in the meantime that you felt your brain turning to doenjang.

Listless, you flopped back onto your mattress with your arms outstretched on either side. As you did, your phone slipped out of your hand, over the edge of the bed, and onto the floor. You stared after it but didn’t bother to grab it. It wasn’t doing you any good, anyway.

Stretched out over the mattress, it dawned on you how rarely you got the opportunity to take up this much space. Now, you could truly bask in it: the newfound ability to spread out without arms around your waist, or a head resting on your chest, or a leg flung over your side to keep you close while you slept. It also dawned on you that you actually kind of hated feeling this untangled.

Between you and Jungkook, you certainly weren’t the clingy one. As he’d once lovingly phrased it, you were a cactus. You didn’t need constant attention or physical contact to thrive — just some, now and then, in moderation. Low maintenance. Jungkook, on the other hand, said he needed enough to drown in. Until now, this assessment seemed spot-on.

Of course, you’d never dream of telling him that his neediness had — shockingly — rubbed off on you. If Jungkook knew that his affection was missed this badly, you’d have to have him surgically removed.

Eventually, your eyes began burning from the way you’d zoned out, staring at the ceiling. You closed them and, like a child, you made a wish: When they open again, Jungkook will be standing in the doorway. So, you kept them closed to increase the likelihood of your wish coming true.

And you waited, waited, waited…

You might’ve stayed asleep if there wasn’t a car honking emphatically outside your window. There was intermittent shouting, too, and — music?

Sitting up, you tried to rub the sleep from your eyes. As it turned out, it was confusion — not exhaustion — that kept them narrowed. With a groan, you dragged yourself to your feet. Then, you stumbled through the dark towards your balcony door. As you slid open the glass pane and stepped out in the cold, you braced yourself.

Oh god.

Standing on the sidewalk with a boombox at his feet was one Jeon Jungkook. You didn’t recognize the song that was absolutely blaring from the speakers, but his chaotic charm was nothing new. Truthfully, you couldn’t tell which of those two things had drawn more of the onlookers’ attention.

“I just need to get it off my chest,” he belted — in English — with his eyes shut tightly and his raised fist shaking in the air. It was the most absurd display of exaggerated emotion you’d ever seen out of him; and that was saying something. Judging by his smirk, he found himself immensely entertaining, too.

“Yeah, more than you know!”

You snorted, but immediately slapped a hand over your mouth. As hard as it was, you tried to keep your laughter off the list of noise complaints you’d surely receive. Across the street, an old man shoved his head out the window just to bark, “Babo, hajima!”

“Yeah, more than you know.”

Jungkook’s eyes flew open, focusing hard on you. His fist opened, too. With one finger extended, he let his arm drop slowly until he was pointing right at you. As if you weren’t blushing badly enough, he wiggled his hips in time with the music, “You should know that, baby, you’re the best.”

Torn between swooning and dying of embarrassment, you expected to drop at any moment. There was a young couple sitting at a bus stop a few meters behind Jungkook that showered him with praise, though. Ever the crowd-pleaser, Jungkook pointed finger guns at both men and shot them a wink, too.

“Jungkookah!” You whined loudly enough for him to hear but — hopefully — quietly enough to avoid further upset. You could no longer restrain the full, belly laugh that made your shoulders shake.

“Sorry I’m late!” He shouted back, entirely unbothered by the passersby who heckled him. “Also I’m sorry for forgetting my keys!”

Your eyebrows shot up into your hairline. In your confusion, you forgot your manners; you yelled down through wheezing laughter, “You what? Is that what all this was for?”

Jungkook was beaming more brightly than you’d ever seen when he shrugged, “Well, you didn’t answer when I texted or called. What else was I supposed to do?”

Before you could even think to ask after the stereo he’d somehow acquired, you ran to the door and headed for the stairwell. Hopefully, you could whisk your boyfriend away before someone called the police to do the same.

[phenomenalgirl9]

Idol! Jimin x Reader: Scars (Yoongi's sister au)

Summary: Growing up in a strict household is difficult. Especially when your elder brother is in a place doing something your parents strongly disapprove. Their eyes are always on you. Your brother saves you from them, but you caught the eye of a certain fluffy cheeked member.

A/n: This idea has been sitting in my head for a long time so I finally decided to write it down. There are discussions about mental health, abuse, self harm, so if any of that makes you uncomfortable read at your own discretion.

Also THIS

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"Why can't you be better? You're a worse disappointment than your brother"

"You're worthless"

"Why couldn't you have been born smarter?"

Once again your cries were heard to be echoed in the flat. The pin to your door being put in a hurry, not that you could hear it beyond your own sobs. A warm embrace held you, as you sobbed.

"It's okay. It's okay, they can't get you" Your brother said.

It's been the same for the past week, since he brought you away from your parents. You have been living with your parents for the past 16 years, they were always disappointed in your siblings. They wanted you to follow the family steps to be lawyers, it's a family legacy. But neither of you did, and you had to face years of verbal abuse and mistreatment. Until your brother pulled you out of that hell-hole.

Yoongi cradled you in his arms as another pair wrapped around you. He rubbed comforting circles on your back.

"It's okay Y/n. You have all of us" you heard Jimin's calming voice say. You took a few shaky breaths, until they got steady.

"I'm so sorry to bother you guys" you said. You knew Yoongi's sleep was important to him and his health.

"Oh please. Just lie down." Yoongi said with a smile "And you, back to the room" he motioned towards Jimin, who pouted and went back.

That's how your life in Seoul started. Soon you got enrolled into SNU and moved to a different living space.

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"You're not eating enough, again" Yuna, your roommate said.

"It's okay! I'm not that hungry" you said.

"It's okay. She's a grown up, She knows what she's doing" Nancy said.

"Thanks Nana" you said.

You just rushed out of the house and made your way to the book store when you passed by two girls gossiping when a name caught you attend "Park Jimin"

You heard them say "I don't think he could date Seulgi. She's not even that pretty" and the two laughed.

You felt a very well known tug at your heart and you sped up your pace to not listen to any of that. You entered the cafe/restaurant you work in and took on the apron.

"Hello Y/n did you eat? How has your day been so far" you boss asked

"It was good maam" you said bowing.

"Aigoo, how many times have I told you to call me eomoni. Don't be so formal. You are just like my daughter" she said. You started your daily chores and rode through the busiest timing of the day. As you were leaving you noticed a well known car by the back exit of the restaurant and ran to it. Seeing you Jimin rushed out of the car and pulled you in a hug, you found your brother beside him and hugged him tight as he patted you head.

"You're still not eating well are you?" Jimin questioned.

"It's nothing I'm just a bit stressed with studies" you said.

"How many times have I told you to stop working and concentrate on studies only" Yoongi chided.

"I told you Ms. Hong, needs me and I like working here" you said, and Jimin nodded.

The three of you grabbed dinner at a restaurant and caught up with the past activities. It was regular for you and your brother to meet and catch up once in a while, one of the maknaes, specially Jimin or Jungkook or even Hobi at times accompanied him, but that was rare.

Jimin was jumpy today and Yoongi noticed that. He always seemed to want to say something but he was hesitant. Until you asked "What have you been up to Jimin?"

"Just busy shaking rumours. Things get out of hand at times" he said. And just like that the dread you were feeling since the morning faded away. You three talked a bit more and then they dropped you at your apartment and left. You felt happy, it had actually been some time since you just saw Yoongi and you felt happy.

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"You could have done that on the phone," Yoongi said to Jimin after they dropped his sister at her apartment.

"I have no idea what you are talking about" Jimin said not meeting his Hyung's gaze.

"It's futile to try to lie to me" Yoongi said.

"I needed to see her. OKAY! What do you want to know? You've already known that I was in love with her since I first saw here when we went to Daegu. That I was so glad when you brought her to us and wanted to drag her back when she decided to move out. That I keep trying to drop hints but she never picks any of them up!" Jimin ranted in frustration.

"Woah! Calm down Jimini, she's not used to this stuff" He said

"I know and I'm willing to wait as long as she needs," Jimin said

"You should start by making her feel better about herself" Yoongi said "Like you always do"

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"Y/nie, where were you?" Nancy asked as you entered

"I was out with my brother and his friend" you said softly.

"Is it the same friend you have a crush on?" Yuna asked with a naughty smile.

You simply shook your head and went inside your room. "Why have you never confessed to him?" Nancy asked

"Because I am me? I'm too ordinary for him" you said

"Look, Y/n not everyone can be special, it doesn't mean you don't deserve love" Nancy said giving you a smile, and left your room. She was right, but it still hurt to think. What's the use of telling if you're gonna get rejected anyway.

"Don't listen to her" Yuna told you "She's just-"

"Very truthful?" You cut her and said

"Rude" Yuna said "You're too special, you're smart and sensible and funny and a really good painter. Jimin would be stupid to not like you"

Yes, Yuna knew, she was the only one who knew outside the company, that Yoongi is your brother. Nancy just knows a random name you came up with and stuck with as your brother. Yoongi had taken one look at her photo and told you to never tell her. You never knew why.

A few days later you received an invitation to go watch an award show and watch the new debut group. You thought it would be fun as the boys were around your age so you decided to go anyway. A company car picked you up and you joined the audience. You were once again amazed at the performance that BTS put up, growing up you've always heard Yoongi play but watching him rap and dance live always made you so proud. You blushed at the intense steps when Jimin was in the center. You also watched the 5 member group called Tomorrow by Together. You actually found all 5 of them so cute.

You were escorted to backstage to the BTS greenroom where all the members greeted you with warm hugs. Jimin's hug anyhow felt warmer and you lingered on a bit, but he didn't seem to mind.

Later the members of TxT members came to greet their sunbaes, You were about to leave but Yoongi held you to stay. They all greeted each other and Yoongi introduced you as his sister. They all waved at you as you blushed and waved back.

"She really looks like you Yoongi sunbae, so pretty" Beomgyu said.

Jimin looked at him with a smile, his smile got wider when he found you blushing and thanked Beomgyu mentally. No, he didn't feel jealous he loved it when people liked you and gived you attention and compliments. He almost feels proud of the way you carry yourself. And at that moment he felt that he should tell you, not ask you anything in return, but just let you know of his feeling.

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You were really nervous when jimin called you oustide "to Talk". Jimin was more nervous though.

"Y/n I want to tell you something" Jimin said and he took a step towards you. He took your hand in his. You didn't really know what to say so you decided to remain silent.

"Y/nie, I really like you," he said, with a smile that engulfed his eyes. "I know it's sudden and I don't expect you to reciprocate or even say something. I just wanna let you know that I have feelings for you".

You were in shock you pulled your hand away from him.

"What do you mean you like me? Don't you know who and what I am?" you asked and Jimin was taken aback. It was okay if you didn't have feelings for him, but on earth was this supposed to mean?

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You can't have feelings for me. You simply can't come up to me and make me feel like you like me back. I am ME! I am a Nobody, I have nothing. YOU! You're too good for someone like me Jimin. Please get out of this misconception of yours" you said and ran away, as it was getting impossible to keep the tears at bay. NO, HE CAN"T LIKE YOU! THAT WILL RUIN HIS CAREER!! NO! YOU AND HIM CAN NEVER HAPPEN.

You rushed to the nearest bus stand and took a ride home, meanwhile BTS were totally shocked. "Wait, wait she said You simply can't come up to me and make me feel like you like me back." Hoseok repeated and Jimin went wide-eyed. That was when he realized that she liked him. Then what the hell was all that she said for?

"Don't worry. I will talk to her tomorrow" Yoongi said, saving the day.

So, here you were sitting in the genius lab waiting for your brother 4 days after the show, you will have lunch together. You didn't want to come but your brother threatened you with the same"If you don't come, I'll go to you" after you ignored him for straight 3 days, you didn't want that so you had to comply.

"Why did you do that?" Yoongi asked

"What? I did nothing" you said confused, you were just sitting.

"Why did you reject Jimin, when you clearly like him too?" Yoongi asked, keeping his headphones aside.

"It doesn't matter! Have all of you gone crazy?" You asked. "What will happen if dispatch finds out?!" you added.

"I will not let myself ruin him!" You said. Yoongi stood up and shook you by your shoulders. "Who told these things to you? If anything, Jimin would be lucky to have you!" you sighed.

"Do you really believe that?" you asked

"I know that!" Yoongi said "Do you know Jimin didn't have a blink of sleep he has been working and dancing day and night for the last days! Eat and then go see him"

You thought back to what Yuna said that day, to trust the process and take chances. Well, she was asking you to confess but now you know how Jimin feels. Should you may be, take a chance? What if-

Your thoughts were interupted by Yoongi who said "Stop overthinking the situation. Just go see him"

After lunch and some more encouraging words you finally set off towards the dance studios when you heard his new unreleased song being played in one of the room. You entered listening to the lyrics:

"The cosmos moved for us

was nothing slightly out of place

Our happiness was expected

Cuz you love me And I love you"

And his eyes met you, you could swear you felt like time had stopped and Jimin stood still in the position of the step he was doing last. You waved and Jimin almost lost balance as he sped up to come to stand infront of you, you thought he would hug you. He thought that too though, but he controlled himself. He didn't know if he should and you could see the hesitation in his eyes. You didn't know how to feel. You felt bad and hence you closed the gap and hugged him tightly. His arms instantly wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer.

"I'm so sorry. I was scared" you say

"Don't worry, we'll take it slow" he said, as he pulled your hand to sit at a corner. You told him your concerns and he told you what he sees in you. How he feels he doesn't deserve you and how he'd be glad if you'd date him. Even you were surprised when you nodded your head yes, he almost squashed you in a hug. It was around 6 when you finally left, and you had to complete a few assignments.

When you left that day, you felt a bit better, actually a hell lot better, when you waved a hand from the cab to your boyfriend standing on the curb. You felt so good that you didn't notice two eyes looking at you from far with shock and disdain. You wanted to reach home quick to tell Yuna but then you remembered how she said she had a deadline today and would be home late. Well, you'll tell her tomorrow morning.

You entered your house to find it dark and quiet, you took two steps towards the switchboard when you felt a hard strike on the back of your head and everything went dark.

You felt a slap on your cheek and hissed, your vision was hazy, you tried to move but you could not, you were tied to a chair. You could finally see and the face you saw scared you.

"Finally, you're awake, took you one and a half hours? I almost thought you were dead" You heard, the words, they sounded venoumous.

"NANCY! WHAT THE FUCK?!" you asked "LET ME GO!"

"You WHORE!" *SLAP* "YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD LIE TO ME!" *SLAP* "yOU THOUGHT YOU COULD HIDE HIM FROM ME!" *SLAP*

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN!" you screamed "AND LET ME GO! UNTIE ME!"

"Oh I know how you meet up with MY JIMINIE OPPA! HE"S YOUR BROTHER! AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!" *SLAP*

"You're making a mistake Nancy. You got it all wrong! Let me go! Let me go!" You tried to move and get yourself free but it was useless. If you move more then the ropes might bruise you instead so you stayed still.

"Poor Y/nie, did you think that just because you have a hot popular brother that you're better than the rest of us? THAN ME!" she said. "Gimme his number, TELL ME YOUR PASSWORD!" she suddenly said.

"What no! Nancy stay away! LEMME GO!" you said, almost close to tears, the ropes are hurting your wrist. She was about to smack you when suddenly she fell on the ground. You found Yuna behind her, with a vase in her hand.

"Y/n!!" a worried Jimin rushed to you, with Suga on the other side.

"Are you okay?!" Your brother asked. As soon as your wrists were free Jimin was about to engulf you in a hug but Yoongi bet him to it.

"You worried us so bad" He said, Jimin inspected your cheeks that was red and swollen a bit.

"The police are here" Yuna said

"You guys! HOW?!" you asked.

"Remember I told you to text me once you reach home? well, when you didn't I got a bit worried because the sasaeng problems have increased recently, they even followed and attacked a staff last day and weren't caught. So, Yoongi hyung contacted Yoona, who was already on her way back and we heard the conversation and understood the situation. It was Yoongi hyung's idea to use the fire exit as if we used the door that maniac would have gotten a heads up" he said now hugging you.

Soon the police came and restrained her movement, she cursed and shouted all the way as Yoongi and Jimin were hiding in your room.

As soon as they went, Jimin rushed outside to hold you in a tight hug again, you looked up at him and he was staring into your eyes, Yoongi and Yuna decided to leave the room as your faces drew closer.

Yoongi knew you were in safe hands.

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Hush (J.K.) 10

Chapter Ten- You want me to do what?

pairings: jungkook x oc reader

word count: 2,033

warnings: mentions of blood, acts of murder, stabbing, tongue ripping, forced murder

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I kept walking until I felt like my feet were going to fall off. I checked my surroundings and still saw nothing but road and trees. I sat down on the ground and let out a sigh. I rubbed my hand across my face and looked up at the sky. 

Never seen this many stars in the sky before.

I heard a twig snap behind me so I knew it was time to get up and keep walking. Ain't about to say no hello, or who's there. This is not a cliche horror movie and I am not getting killed. I got up and kept walking. I heard another noise behind me but I kept walking, didn't even look behind me. All of a sudden I was pushed down onto the ground, and I ended up scrapping my hands.

I turned and looked to see Hoodie standing behind me. I rolled my eyes and looked at my now bleeding hands. "Thanks a lot asshole. Now I'm bleeding." He grabbed my hands and pulled out a tissue from his pocket, wiping away the blood. I looked and saw that there wasn't even a scratch on my hands. 

He chuckled and put the tissue in his pocket," You shouldn't have left in the first place so that's your fault. I told you that was just a detour," he rubbed his hands together," Now on to the fun part."

He clapped his hands and now we were in front of someone's house. The only light was coming from a TV on the second floor. "Why are we here? Are you going to kill someone?"

"We are here because you are going to kill someone. Are you excited?" He asked with a hint of humor n his voice.

My eyes almost bugged out of my head," Oh no no no, I'm not killing anyone. The only thing I will kill is a bug and that even depends on the size of the bug." I shook my head and started to back up.

He shrugged his shoulders and grabbed me, pulling me to the front door," Well then just imagine that you're killing a bug." I tried to pull away but he kept his grip tight on my arm. He opened and pulled me inside. 

Who just leaves their door unlocked anymore?

He closed the door softly behind us," The victim's name is Matt Armstrong. So how are you going to do this? Slit his throat? Stab him in the gut?"

"I'm not going to do anything, I'm going to wait for this joke to be over and for you to take me home." I walked over to his couch and sat down. Hoodie leaned against the wall,"When are you going to get that I'm not playing a joke on you I'm serious. Now whats your game plan?"

"You can't be serious."

"I'm dead serious," he walked over to me and pulled a knife from his pocket. "Here, I suggest you creep up the stairs, you're not as light on your feet as me."

My mouth dropped open,"Did you just call me fat?"

"No," he said unconvincingly, shaking his head back and forth.

I nodded my head and fought back my tears, not believing him. I've always struggled with my weight and him saying that brought back old memories. I think he noticed a change in my mood," Mahj I really didn't mean-"

I held up my hand,"Whatever, I'm not doing this." I got up and went to the door and when I touched the doorknob, I felt my body go still. I tried to wiggle my fingers but I couldn't even do that. 

Not this again.

"He's going to die whether you kill him or not. I would rather you kill him, but since that's obviously not going to happen, I guess I will."

I felt my body start to move but I was like I was floating, my feet not even touching the ground as I trailed behind him. We got to the top and the light I saw outside was coming from underneath what I presumed to be Matt's bedroom. He put his finger up to signal for me to keep quiet.

 If I could roll my eyes right now. 

He walked over to the door and slowly opened it, guiding himself and me inside. Matt was laying sound asleep on the bed, snoring softly. Hoodie walked further inside and pulled a knife out of his pocket but before he plunged it into Matt, he turned and offered it to me.n 

"This is your last chance to make his death easy," he whispered. 

"How is me killing him making his death easy," I whispered back annoyed. 

He shook his head, "Ok this is on you." he said as he turned and raised his arm up to strike.

"No," I said trying to get him to stop grunted no and he turned to look at me.

"Since you interrupted me, you have no choice but to do it now. Here," he put the knife in my hand and I felt in control of my body. The knife felt heavy in my hand and the thought that I was going to have to kill someone with this, made me sick to my stomach. I walked over to Matt and held the knife over his chest.

Just plunge the knife into him and then you can go home. 

I took in his sleeping face, lost in his dreams. He had no clue that people were inside of his house, hovering over him with a weapon to kill him. A weapon that I know held in my hands. 

I shook my head and brought my arm back down beside me.

No, I can't do this.

I backed up and ran into Hoodie's chest. He reached down and grabbed my hand that still wielded the knife and drove it down into Matt's leg. Matt shot up and screamed in pain, tears were already running down his face.

"What the hell!," he was staring directly at me, as if I was the one who stabbed him, which technically I was since I was still holding the knife,"I'm calling the cops you bitch! Don't move."

Why is he only staring at me, doesn't he see the person who actually stabbed him standing right in front of his face.

I opened my mouth to speak, when all of a sudden I was back to being a statue and the knife was now plunged into his stomach."Well that wasn't a nice thing to call her, was it Matty?" Hoodie asked angrily. Matt looked behind me at Hoodie and looked at him like he'd just noticed he was there.

"W-w-when did you get here? Who are you?" he said, blood was pooling from the stab to his abdomen and was trickling out of his mouth. 

Hoodie laughed,"Oh, I've always been here you just weren't looking at me. Now I believe you called my friend out of her name, and I don't appreciate that. I think you need a lesson in manners and I just so happen to have majored in that."

He removed the knife from Matt's stomach, causing Matt to let out another scream. Hoodie reached inside Matt's mouth mid scream and ripped his tongue out. Blood squirted out of his mouth and onto the bed, and it sounded like he was now choking on his blood.

"That was fun," Hoodie was standing behind Matt," now I want you to look at the girl that you just called a bitch. Get a nice long look, she was going to go good on you but she didn't have the heart to hurt you." He grabbed Matt's hair and pulled him up to face him.

"No one disrespects her and lives, but I was going to kill you anyway so..." He slit his throat and pushed his body over. Matt's hand went up to his neck, trying to stop the blooding from flowing.

Hoodie got down and I finally felt in control of my body. I fell down to the floor and started to cry, watching Matt slowly die in front of my eyes. Someone who I had never met before this moment and now I was a witness to his bloody murder. I looked down at the ground, unable to stand the sight of him trying to fight for his life. Hoodie grabbed me and picked me up, grabbing me by the face and making me look at Matt.

"Look at him Mahj, watch the life leave his body and his blood pool around him. This is your life now, so get used to seeing all this. Next time, it won't be my hand guiding you to do the killing but you moving at your own accord and I can't wait to be a witness to that," He turned me to face his hoodied face," I can see the fear and the pain shining brightly in your eyes now, but soon the only emotion that will be there is glee. Glee from watching the life drain from your victim's eyes and sucking up their soul into your body. Quite orgasmic I might say."

I could hear Matt's soft gasping in my ear, "I'll never be a murderer like you are. I'll never get pleasure from watching someone suffer,"I stared deep into the dark abyss trying to find his eyes but couldn't.

He shook his head, "You never know what the future has in store for you Mahj." He let me go and went over to a barely alive Matt. He leaned over him and opened Matt's mouth and a bright white light came out, entering inside what I assumed was Hoodie's. When the light was gone Matt's body feel limp and I knew his suffering was finally over.

I felt another tear come streaming down my face and I wiped it away. This is the second dead body I have seen in the past couple of days, way more than I have ever wanted to see. I ran down the stairs and opened the front door only to be met with Hoodie on the other side. "Going somewhere?" he asked.

I wiped my face,"Yeah far away from you." 

"And how well did that work out for you last time?" 

I rolled my eyes and tried to push pass him but he wouldn't budge. "Can you please move?"

He shook his head,"So that you can leave me to move the dead body by myself, um no I don't think so." 

"Were you even going to do anything with the body other than leave it there for his loved ones to find him?" 

He scratched the back of his hoodied head, "Uh, well-" 

"Exactly, now please move out of my way or better yet can you just take me home. This is too much, I've been to Hell and watched you kill someone for your own enjoyment all in one night."

He scoffed and held up his hands,"Fine whatever." He snapped his fingers and we were in front of my house. I stormed up my porch steps with him trailing behind me. I tried my front door and for once I'm grateful that it was unlocked. I quickly stepped in and turned to slam it in his face. I heard chuckle from behind the door and say that he'll see me tomorrow. I didn't hear him walk away but I hope that he is gone. I leaned against the door and took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves after the night I just had. After I calmed down a little, I pulled myself off of the door and headed upstairs. 

I went into the bathroom, keeping the lights off because I couldn't stand to look at my reflection as I got undressed and got into the shower. I turned the water to the hottest temperature I could handle and jumped in, proceeding to scrub my skin raw. Even though  took off my clothes and hopped into the shower. l turned on the water, grabbed my loofah, and started to scrub my skin raw, trying to wash tonight's events off me but that couldn't wash them from my memory. 

I threw my loofah down and curled down into a ball, hot tears now cascading down my face as I cried.

Kill me now.

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Finding love in you

You were shocked when you saw Jin, with a big basket of snacks and a bouquet of flowers when he arrived at your home.

Y/n: Jin...what is this? You asked, as you rubbed your ichy nose.

Seokjin/Jin: Well, seeing as you haven't been feeling well...i thought I'd bring three of your favorite things.

Y/n: Three? Jinnie, I only see two.

Seokjin/Jin: Third place is the snack box, second is the bouquet of flowers and first place is me. He said, as he blinked to be cute.

Y/n: Oh...well I would've preferred something else, but I guess you'll do.

Seokjin/Jin: HEY! You started laughing which caused him to shake his head, while placing down the two items.

Y/n: No...being honest, I'm really happy that you are the most important item to come today.

Seokjin/Jin: Come here. He ordered you as he placed his hand on your forehead. You are a little warm...have you been taking your medicine?

Y/n: The ones you insist I use? Yes, I have.

Seokjin/Jin: How about today, we binge watch some k-drama's?

Y/n: You'd like that?

Soekjin/Jin: Yes.

You both sat down on your huge comfy couch, as you started watching Welcome to Waikiki. Enjoying the drama, you started to get cold and snuggled into Jin. Laying your head on his chest, you smiled at his heartbeat that increased.

Y/n: Jin?

Seokjin/Jin: Yes?

Y/n: Can I stay like this for the rest of the night?

Seokjin/Jin: Yes. He replied, as he pulled you closer giving you a peck on the forehead.

Jin fell asleep as he held you in his arms, a while later the rest of the guys came over to see if you were okay only to see you on Jin's arms.

Hoseok/J-Hope: What is going on here? He asked, as he woke up Jin.

Seokjin/Jin: Shh. Jin whispered, as he got up laying you down gently.

Yoongi/Suga: I'm actually confused as well.

Seokjin/Jin: I brought over some things, I gave her, medication and we watched some k-dramas then she fell asleep and so did I. N...nothing really happened. He said, as he rubbed his neck. Please be quiet, I don't want y/n to wake up.

Jungkook: Fine, we'll be quiet. We also came to see if y/n was feeling better.

Seokjin/Jin: Why?

Jimin: Because we're her friends.

Namjoon/RM: And she's my cousin, that gives me the best and most perfect reason to be here. Don't you think?

Seokjin/Jin: I...maybe, I guess. But it's not necessary for you to be here I can take care of her myself.

Hoseok/J-Hope: Really? And why exactly do you want us to leave so badly? He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Taehyung/V: Yeah. What's the deal?

Yoongi/Suga: I know. It's because he likes her.

Everyone (except Jin): You what?

Namjoon/RM: You like y/n?

Seokjin/Jin: Yes. Okay, yes. I think she's the most amazing girl I've ever met before, and I'm crazy about her. He replied, as he looked down at the floor.

Jungkook: Guys, I think we should leave.

Taehyung/V: Why? It's g-o...hi y/n. V smiled awkwardly as he waved at you.

Jin froze in place, as he swallowed hard all the other guys didn't know where to look since this was very uncomfortable.

Y/n: You like me? You asked, as you walked closer to Jin, as you placed your hand on his shoulder.

Seokjin/Jin: Y...yes. He answered, as his head still hung to the floor avoiding eye contact.

Jimin: Come on guys, let's give them some privacy. He said, as he shoved everyone out of your apartment.

After the guys left, Jin made no movements as you came closer taking his face in both your hands as you guided him to look at you.

Y/n: Jin, how long have you liked me?

Seokjin/Jin: For a while...since our third year together.

Y/n: You've liked me since the band has been together for three years?

Soekjin/Jin: Yes. I never knew how to tell you. I wanted to so many times, but I was too afraid of losing you if I did tell you.

Y/n: You should've told me you idiot. You said, as you slapped him.

Seokjin/Jin: Ow. What was that for?

Y/n: You idiot, if you'd just tell me than I would've told you I felt the same.

Seokjin/Jin: B...but our age difference at the time wasn't-

Y/n: My parents wouldnt have had a problem with that, I think the reason you didn't tell me is because you were scared of what Joonie might think and say.

Seokjin/Jin: True. But I still do like you.

Y/n: I like you too.

Seokjin/Jin: Can I kiss you?

Y/n: NO! You replied fast covering your mouth.

Seokjin/Jin: Why not?

Y/n: I don't want you to get sick.

Seokjin/Jin: It'll be worth it. He smiled, as he gently took your hand away from your mouth leaning in and gently kissing you.

Y/n: D...does this mean you'll take me on a date?

Seokjin/Jin: Yes. So...5 years between us is okay?

Y/n: Better than okay.

Seokjin/Jin: Good to know. He said, as he kissed you again.

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so what does our bc!jk look like now? 😏 feel free to add a pic!!

BC!JK

before you can say ‘it’s okay’ jungkook is already walking the opposite direction and you’re in awe by how much jungkook has visually changed. it’s strange to see your old bully on the more shy side because jungkook has always been an extrovert but that interaction showed the complete opposite.

“was that jungkook?” danielle asks

“yeah i think so. i thought he transferred though?”

“i thought he did too but who knows” she shrugs as you both head in another direction to meet the new and old faces at the venue but while you and danielle are meeting and greeting…

“hey jungkook!” says a much older and more beautiful soojin who easily recognized jungkook despite his attempts to hide himself from the crowds of people. “you look nice, really nice” she smirks as she puts her hand out to shake with his and since jungkook is a much more mature person, he doesn’t mind shaking hands with soojin.

“rumor has it, you graduated from harvard university and live in the states. so why are you back in korea? do you officially live here now?” soojin asks as she takes a sip of her drink and takes in jungkook’s appearance from head to toe. she won’t lie, he looks attractive and she gets a feeling that he has matured a lot since they were in their early 20s.

and to test his maturity, she brings up the only thing or rather ‘person’ that would make him crumble. it is because of her that they didn’t have a chance together so to be petty…

“have you seen y/n? she’s changed so much since i last saw her. i heard she’s dating eunwoo! they look so cute together don’t you think?”

Jungkook scoffs, smirking. “I’m glad.” He says, “she’s always liked him a lot.” he wants to strangle soojin for rubbing salt in his wounds and confirming the fact that you are indeed dating your crush, his rival.

And now it’s his turn to return the favor.

“she looks gorgeous- such a natural beauty…” he taunts her, “you’ve got tough competition. And you’re still a bitch huh?” He adds, he doesn’t regret calling her because he hates her guts. She’s the reason that you’re not with him.

She’s the reason that eunwoo got you.

Jungkook finally leaves her hand, she’s annoying him with so many questions about him, like she’s so obsessed. “I’m back in Korea because my parents wanted me back. It’s a family thing I guess.” He shrugs, he feels good to be back.

But at the same time he feels his heart clenching at the thought of you and eunwoo together, he hates you and he hates him-

no. That’s a lie because he loves you a lot.

He could never truly move on from you.

Soojin is probably trying to read his expressions or his mind so he decides to bring up her personal life. “So… who’s the guy you’re dating?” Jungkook asks, even though he’s not really interested in her dating life because he couldn’t give two fucks about her.

But he’s bored and he doesn’t really want to see you with your perfect boyfriend. He’s gonna need a lot of drinks tonight.

He can’t help but imagine…what would it be like for you two now if you had gotten together then- you’d be with him here right now, probably engaged or pregnant. And he would be the happiest man alive.

And his parents would stop nagging at him find someone to marry. Ah… but he knows it’s not possible because you’re probably even engaged…. Fuck he doesn’t really want to think about that.

No jungkook- you’re better than this. You had therapy and you’re a good guy now.

He tries to tell himself when he thinks of ways to ruin your perfect relationship with eunwoo, just so he can have you to himself.

“Where are the drinks?” Jungkook asks soojin, while looking over to the large hall, and he sees you laughing with Danielle, your smile is perfect- so contagious that he finds himself smiling back- but it soon fades when he sees eunwoo approaching you, and he says something in your ears.

Taking you away with him. And Jungkook bites his lip, very hard because he’s probably taking you away so he can fuck you- because why wouldn’t he want to? You look so irresistible.

If you were with jungkook? You two would be in the bathroom, and he’d be fucking your brain out.

Jungkook closes his eyes and tries to calm himself down, no he can’t think of you like that- no he can’t.

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So good ahh! Thank you!

I love the introduction. It feels a little like you were breaking the fourth wall since you mentioned that hobi missed the train in a different version before (right?). "His throat feels like it’s still swelling a little." I like this section since it's so tense and descriptive. I can kinda visualize it. "You’re wearing his sweatshirt and Yoongi’s jacket." Cute TT "(Don’t you know how rare good is for people like us? Don’t you want to hold onto it?)" Oof. "The last one in is the first one out. Hoseok knows you think this because he used to think that way too." They're so similar :( "Hoseok doesn’t like to cry- it’s too much like begging. His body asking for what he can’t." Relatable.

"Hoseok cups your cheek, long fingers rubbing your tears away. The pads of his fingers cradling your cheek. Soft skin, your cheeks have always been so soft." Aww. "I can't let you go." :( "There is one scar at the bottom of your hand and the bottom of his; a line across his right palm and a line across your left one- both gotten the night that you tried to take the train." "You’ve made your choice and Hoseok makes his. “Either together or not at all.” Damn their love story is so good omg.

"Your voice is so small and quiet, your palm in his tightens just a little bit. “How do I? How do I get out?" :( "How do you treasure the space between one motion ending and the other beginning? The end of one place and time and the beginning of another. " This was so good. I can't think of this from the "mind the gap". Big brain Li omg.

"Jimin falls into a squat the second he sees you. Head in his hands. Running through his hair and tugging. A cigarette discarded on the concrete bouncing before it rolls to a stop and burns." Hot. And here we go with Yoongi ahh. Scary. “I didn’t expect you to fucking leave me either but here we fucking are.” This one hit.

“You know- I’ve never wondered if you need me, but sometimes I wonder if you love me at all.” “I know you don’t love me the way that I love you- I’m not that dumb, but-" Noo, that's not true right?? Or exaggerated? :( “Five? Ten? Sweetheart- I'd last 5 minutes without you and you won't even look at me long enough to apologize and you don't make it easy- I don't-" This one also hit really hard. The last half ahh :(

"He doesn’t want your touch- the touch of someone who hurt him. This is the first time that Yoongi has denied you something so simple, something so habitual as your arms around his shoulders." Noo :( "Aren't you guys going to yell at me too?" Jungkook snorts, and when you pull back to look at his face, he doesn't look angry, he doesn't even look tired." "What I am gonna do is make you go work out with me. I'm gonna make you do like- so many burpees in punishment for making me run that early in the morning." Good old Jk loll

"The pervasive sound of wrenching can be heard echoing out into the porch, and a look inside says that Namjoon’s got a hand on Yoongi's back where he's bent over the sink" Noo poor Yoongi :/ "Willing to trade little 'I'm sorries' and the barest attempt at teasing after you'd gotten up to get a glass of water and they'd all flinched." :/

"Would it make you feel better if you put me in handcuffs?" "Only if they're the fuzzy ones." Lol The bunny drawing on the list lol (thought of you on my second read for this review lol) "You hear it differently than you did before; a cross between a snake's hiss and the purr of some dark-furred jungle cat." Ooh that sounds interesting.

“I think you’ll want to be patient for this alpha- or should I say omega.” Damn! What a starting line wow. "How about Minnie and mommy?”  How tf does Moonbyul know this? I wasn't expecting her to come to the pack house for negotiations wth?! "It’s a Sunday, isn’t it?" Ooh good paragraph. Jimin smoking is hot.

"But when you’re not watching- Yoongi watches you. Tensing with every step you take in the direction of the door, heaving a thankful sigh whenever you pass by it." Aww all the lines of him worrying about her is too cute.

"Even Namjoon's subtle agreement as he does the dishes makes Yoongi feel...Not better...but maybe a little less angry." Ooh ok. "You watch the pack put on the air of royalty." This section is interesting. “Cousin!” she starts, splaying her hands like she’s about to go in for a hug but Yoongi does not smile, Yoongi does nothing but glare at her until her smile and her hands both drop." Lol

"How stupid of him to think he was ready- that seeing her face after all these years wouldn’t hurt- that the fear wouldn’t be there- his breath hitches and-" Noo :(

"Before anything more can happen- before any jabs or warnings can be exchanged, a grey mass skitters across the floor. As quick as a bullet and twice as violent. Out for blood and the bringer of death." Go Noodle! Good job on biting her! SHES SO EVIL TO KICK HIM WTF?! Yoongi's threat is so perfect lol

"Moonbyul grins, “is it?” she drags a sharp nail over a groove in the table. A spot where a bullet or maybe a knife grazed it, probably from the last few days. " Scary. This bitch >:/ “Some would consider the very act of possessing something that’s mine violence and you have two things that belong to me.” Eww. "I don't log in every 36 hours, an email will be sent with pictures of her recipe book to the director of the FBI, and you'll go down for it." Ooh nice! I'm happy to see Jin's role in the FBI paying off here.

"Moonbyul goes quiet and for the first time but you know you have her backed into a corner with this." Yay! "“You’d let them do this for what? One female alpha to the other?” Moonbyul’s eyes are too empty for her to be totally honest." DISGUSTING! "“Sure they are. You chose to become a woman rather than stay a man because you liked the set of qualities your life could have as a woman better. That's no different from me choosing to be an alpha over an omega because it gave my pack and me the most security.” Oh fuck off omg.

“I’d still laser off your fingerprints if I were you.” Jimin is already planning on it." Ooh I didn't think about that. "“There is something in you that’s hungry pup- hungry for more than they can give you. And when they realize that- when they realize that you’re more like me than like Tae- Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting for when you decide that this is not enough.” Wth?? You are way worse than mc omg.

“You weren’t the first.” What?! I guess that makes sense but damn. "Closure escapes him, just out of his fingers." :( And it's over wow. After all that stress, this "ending" feels a little weak but it's good.

"the very fist part of this chapter where hoseok and her are on the train was a part that i liked until final edits and then it felt??? idk??? clunky??? maybe a bit repetitive???? idk what it is and it's way too late to fix it T-T" Huhh?? It seemed good to me. "he might take it a bit too far in his reaction but tbh- i think we can cut him some slack for everything he's ever given to the m/c- all of the unconditional love." Yeah :(

the moment where hobi and the m/c are walking up to the car and yoongi is there i litterally see him puffing up like a studio ghibli charecter you know? or maybe like noodle whenever yoongi comes close." Cute lol

"honestly- the line where yoongi says that she doesn't love him like he loves her made me fucking sick when i wrote it like????" me too! TT "not me lowkey not giving them a happy ending." noo :/

"the line that yoongi says “Five? Ten? Sweetheart- I'd last 5 minutes without you and you won't even look at me long enough too apologize and-" is very much a refrence to what hoseok says to yoongi at the begining of the series" ohh that's so good!

"i think it's up to you if he goes too far when he's angry- but i do think it's very human of him to get so angry like...the m/c is his whole fucking world" yeah! "...he will get over it! don't worry! he's just momentarily angry!" i need to see it now TT

"the part between when the pack call her and she arrifes felt really clunky while i was editing it, i decided not to take it down too much because i wanted you guys to feel some of their anticipation- but maybe it's too much." I felt that it was a little long but it works. i think it's the wording? or because im impatient and want them to finish talking. idk. "fuck this bitch"- noodle probably" lol

"i also wanted to make the point with hobi and moonbyul's part at the end that sometimes the people who hurt you have no remorse, you don't get clousrure from them because they'll never admit that they shouldn't have done something. and the biggest closure that you can get is from giving yourself the strenght to let go. in a way- this directly contrasts the parts on the train in the begining. in order to heal a wound you have to stop touching it." damn. i wanted him to get closure but i shouldve known it wouldn't happen. moonbyul is a bitch >:( "it's all happy endings from here <3 Thank you for sticking with it!" YAY! LETS GOO!

Before I Leave You (Pt.69)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: The pack meet with moonbyul to discuss terms.

Tags: Violence, Angst with the happy ending on the horizon, fluff if you squint, Yoongi gets really really angry and kinda triggers the m/c, allusions to past abuse, Blood, manipulative behavior, murderous tendencies, trans! tae, Transphobia, Trans! moonbyul,

W/c: 11.5k

A/n: wow something went heavily wrong with the formatting while i was editing this! if you notice any extra lines or weird breaks (especially on mobile) i tried my best! not sure what went wrong but i might just have to physically re-type this chapter again.

Previous part - Masterlist - First part

I’ll let you in on a little secret: 

In every other version of this story, Hobi doesn’t get to the door in time. 

In every other version, the doors would close and Hoseok would hit them with his fists and yell. Screaming himself bloody and hoarse in the futility of it all. Watching as his future with you melts away at his fingertips like ocean foam, slipping away into the sea like a piece of clear sea glass, disappearing into the deep. They’d miss you at the next station and the one after that too. 

In every other version of reality, in every parallel universe, he's too late to save you. 

But in this one, he gets his pinky finger between the doors just before they slam shut.

The safety feature that keeps the train from closing on any late passengers shoots open with a hiss of compressed air. It's only open for a split second but Hoseok shoves himself through the 8-inch gap and into the warm interior of the train. Jungkook is left on the other side, banging on the door, running to keep up with the car as it thuds and lurches and starts to speed up.

"Next station" Jungkook’s mouth forms the words but Hoseok doesn't hear him say it over the roar of the train. There’s only a few seconds of them staring at each other. Jungkook’s messy hair flops as he runs. The wetness on his cheeks from frustrated tears glistening in the yellow sunlight before Jungkook runs out of the platform and is left standing there at the edge. Hoseok hurdles on. 

Hoseok’s blood is roaring in his ears. He puts his hands on his knees and pants. The thudding momentum of the train makes Hoseok fall over, either that or it's from lack of oxygen. One second he's looking at JK and then next he's sprawled on the dirty linoleum floor before he pulls himself upright.

His throat feels like it’s still swelling a little. He puts his hands there, trying to steady himself. Black spots dance in his vision and he catches himself for a second time on the metal rail as the train rolls and jostles.

When he coughs, there’s dark blood in the palm of his hands. Hoseok wipes it on his pajama pants and starts looking. 

He knows he must look like something horrific because an old woman in the first priority row looks at him with a crinkle of concern twisting her face. “Are you alright son?” She asks, voice squeaky.

“Yeah, just a rough morning” he grabs the back of her seat as he sways, steading himself for just a second before he uses the headrest of the seat to pull himself back down the train. 

Hobi combs through the train cars slowly, betting that you'll be close to the end. He takes the longer route first, better to go down to the end and work his way back up in case you're in the first three cars, just in case you decide to get off at the next station.

He searches and searches until the fear starts to take hold in his stomach, nausea or maybe it’s just motion sickness.

He draws a bit of attention as he moves. Mostly from adults, the little unpresented pups that jump back and forth between the seats without a care in the world don’t find the bruises on his neck anything out of the ordinary. But an omega pulls his pups into his lap at Hoseok's approach. Hoseok is too sick with worry to pay them any mind. 

But Hoseok doesn't need to worry, because he finds you on the fifth train car.

The blue sticky vinyl seats are full of all sorts of people; A stuffy alpha in a suit and a pair of bright yellow headphones. A small elderly omega woman with a big bushel of frizzy hair and about 10 tote bags to her name muddles through her morning commute. Two freshly presented teenagers with patched-up jackets, punky and honest in their aesthetic.  

But there- at the end of the car where the booth seats facing each other turn into single rows all facing the same direction. Folded into the window a figure in dark clothes hunched over trying to look as small as possible. Trying to disappear. 

Trying to hide. 

Anyone would be able to scent the clear and clary smell of distress and loneliness on the air. It’s the same scent that soaks Namjoon’s hospital- noxious and pungent. It hits Hoseok with such a visceral wave that he almost falls over again. 

You’re wearing his sweatshirt and Yoongi’s jacket. The hood drawn up over your head to hide your sob blotchy face from the strangers. Sniffling as you look out the window. He sees you wipe your eyes. You don't look up at all. You don't even notice Hobi approaching until he's slipping into the seat next to you and sliding his hand to lace through yours. His knuckle, your knuckle, then his. 

You startle. Predictably- your fear response has always been a little bit over the top. You flinch, whirling, starting when you see it’s him. Jerking your hand out of his on instinct and nearly backing yourself into the window. Getting yourself as far away from him on the narrow seat as possible. 

He wants to yell at you, he wants to shout at how stupid you are for leaving something good. (Don’t you know how rare good is for people like us? Don’t you want to hold onto it?) All of the shit with his ex- with Moonbyul seems impossible- but you sacrificing yourself for others is not hard for Hobi to believe. That part of this is so painfully logical and so painfully you that if Hobi were less scared right now he might start crying.

You've always thought you were less valuable, less necessary, less loved by the pack. The last one in is the first one out. Hoseok knows you think this because he used to think that way too.

He wants to yell at you but instead his voice comes out soft, the way that the others used to talk to you back when you didn’t speak. Like he's comforting a startled animal. You are a startled animal. 

"You used the train ticket" He swallows. It stings. Hurts like a bitch really. Every time he speaks it hurts. "I never thought you'd use it."

Hoseok puts his hand on the seat in front of you blocking you as you try and get up and out of your seat. Moving automatically to get away- to get safe. That might be all that you know how to do- keep yourself safe.

You stand there for a second, in stalemate. Blood drains from your face, and you stare each other down as Hoseok goes from devastated to angry and then sad again. Struggling not to cry. Hoseok doesn’t like to cry- it’s too much like begging. His body asking for what he can’t. 

It’s quiet, you have to be quiet here. There aren’t too many people but a few rows in front of you is a pair of alpha's in suits with briefcases. Unseemly eyes could be hidden everywhere so you need to be quiet. Hoseok's voice is quiet anyway. He still can’t speak much above a whisper. 

No quicker have you startled than you start to push at him, at his shoulders. Literally trying to push him out of the chair. Shaking your head. "You can't be here Hobi you have to go, they'll kill you-" You start to pull him up to his feet but he makes himself a lead weight. 

“No- no I’m not going to let you go.” Hoseok cups your cheek, long fingers rubbing your tears away. The pads of his fingers cradling your cheek. Soft skin, your cheeks have always been so soft. Hobi’s brain gets caught on the sensation. 

"This is how this is going to work; we're going to get off at the train station- and then with any luck- Yoongi and Jimin and Jungkook will already be there and we're going to go home, okay?" He tilts his face, trying to get a better look under your hood, lower lip wobbling, voice breaking, “You have to come home with me, okay?” 

You’re trembling so hard that Hobi can feel it as he holds your face, shaking your head stubbornly. 

"Hobi, if I don't go. Jimin’s going to die, you're going to die, Jin’s going to die. I can't not do something. Don't pretend one life outweighs three." 

"I can't let you go."

You lean into his hand. Has Hoseok ever cupped your cheek before or is the first time he's touched you this way? He can't remember. There are so many firsts that he can't remember. So many firsts that haven't happened yet. Slipping through his fingers like water. 

"And I can't let you die." 

Hoseok holds your cheeks, thumbs skimming up and down your cheekbones, a little more hollow than usual. These last few days have stretched all of you thin and honest. The truth does not feed you, like subsiding off of air. This truth is not one that he wants to share but-

Yoongi had looked a little shocked when he’d told him, that kind of shock that sort of feels vindicating- like you matter. Hoseok doesn't understand why Moonbyul being his ex matters. But Yoongi's reaction makes him think it is. 

The light fills the train car honey golden slipping away to the clean brightness of a winter day. The light flashing through the trees like some sort of strobe light, flickering across both of you here- at the back of the train where there is no one to overhear. 

Hoseok pulls himself closer to you, his lips brushing your ear. "I never told you- the name of my old pack omega but I think you know her.” 

The train hisses and shrieks and your hand settles over Hoseok’s bruised wrist. 

“I think you know her very very well because Yoongi said you do." 

Hoseok pulls you flush against him, across the seat, your foot hitting his ankle, and whispers it into your ear. 

"Her name was Moon Byul-yi." 

You freeze in his hold, trembling, and he pulls away to watch the visceral realization dawn on your face. You're smart. The Moonbyul he knew would have never thought to anticipate that either of you was smart. Haughty and superior to the last inch. She’d have assumed that she had the upper hand like all narcissists do. Why would prey know anything about the hunt?

You panic, your conviction is slipping away, Hoseok can see you’re struggling to hold onto it. “Hoseok- you don’t understand, I have to do this, I need to.”

He takes your hand in his. “Okay- if you want to go then I’m coming with you.”

“Hoseok.”

He shakes his head and brings the back of your hand up to his mouth to run his lips along your knuckles. Gripping it tight. Your bones and his bones all aligned, the sunburn on the back of his hands that’s always sort of there from driving and the faint scars that line your hands from cooking. Both self-inflicted and accidental.

(Love is that way too, either something that you seek out or something that happens to you. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to Hoseok, you could never be the worst).

There is one scar at the bottom of your hand and the bottom of his; a line across his right palm and a line across your left one- both gotten the night that you tried to take the train. You didn’t take the train then but you’ve taken it now.

You’ve made your choice and Hoseok makes his. “Either together or not at all.”

Hoseok rationalizes it by thinking- If you were going back to Geumjae and if he was still alive, you’d never let him walk into his clutches. You would never let Geumjae lay a hand on him, so he won’t let you go to her. Will do everything in his power to get you off of this fucking train.

“I’m sorry, Hobi- I’m-”

He pulls himself closer to you. Lips touching your temple just like the sunlight. Your warm thigh pressed to his warm thigh.

“You have nothing to apologize for. Nothing to make up for. If we want to survive this then we need to do it together.” Hoseok presses a kiss to your hairline and lets it linger there. “I won't haunt you if you won't haunt me."

“You don’t understand-“ 

“Why? Why do you have to be the one? If you can answer me that honestly and in a way that makes sense, then I’ll let you go.” Hoseok says the words as he drags his nose across your hairline in a small scent mark. A growl rolling in his throat. His hand itching towards the back of your neck- if he were able to scruff you- he could drag you off this train with or without your say-so. 

Hoseok won't do that to you unless it's absolutely necessary. He won't scruff you maliciously but honestly, he'd damn the consequences at this point. You know the risks, and yet you let his hand settle on the back of your neck. He doesn't scruff you yet.

You are on the train now, but you could get off of it. Hoseok managed to convince you once he can convince you again. You do not respond to him, but he doesn’t need you to. He continues on word vomiting out his feelings. Drenched half in panic and half in fear that if he stops talking you’ll tell him something heartbreaking. Hoseok can’t handle any more heartbreak today. 

"I know you’ve been in a lot of pain. I’ve known it since the first day I met you. But this self-sabotage- sacrificing yourself because you think your life isn't worth risking the rest of ours- this isn’t the way to do it. This isn’t the way that you get out.” 

This is the question that you’ve been asking the whole time he’s known you. All of this is just trying to get out of the holes that you dig for yourself. The graves that you haunt. Graves of things that might have been and the things that should or shouldn’t have happened to you.

Your voice is so small and quiet, your palm in his tightens just a little bit. “How do I? How do I get out?” 

"You can start by just getting off this fucking train."

You eye him like you think it’s impossible like it can’t possibly be that easy.

The announcer overhead is telling you you’re almost to the next stop. To mind the gap and such. The same way people mind children and precious objects. Mind the gap. Such a strange turn of phrase. How do you treasure the space between one motion ending and the other beginning? The end of one place and time and the beginning of another. 

“How do I do it? How do I-” 

Hoseok laces his hand with yours again and pulls you up onto your feet. The train is slowing. “I’ll show you just- follow me. I’ve got you.”

I’ve got you. 

You do follow Hobi, you follow Hobi off the train as he coxes you softly onto the platform and onto the frosty tracks. It’s mid morning by now and the sun is streaming in that bright yellow way when he tugs you up the stairs slow. Slow because he still has to. His body aches from yesterday. Both of you are bruised and tired but together. Clinging to each other- his hand and your hand and not a breath of space between.  

In the parking lot, there is a red car double parked across the lines closest to the stairs. Jimin and Yoongi and Jungkook are already standing outside, the doors blown open. Jimin falls into a squat the second he sees you. Head in his hands. Running through his hair and tugging. A cigarette discarded on the concrete bouncing before it rolls to a stop and burns.

“Oh thank fucking god, Tae would have fucking killed me-” 

Jungkook groans and rests his head on the hood of the car, hitting it with an open-palmed slap. It echoes in the empty parking lot.

"That sentence is substantially less funny today than it would have been yesterday.” 

Yoongi is just staring at you fists and shoulders tight. You watch him swell the closer that you walk. Every step made in trepidation. He's breathing heavy, eyes wild with panic and anger and his hair stands on end. His eyes are bloodshot and his scent is almost acidly salty. The kind of salt that guides metal to rust and break. The salt that melts cities. That crunches under your feet next to dark puddles from snowmelt. 

When you're 3 paces away he seems to break, stalking up to you and jabbing a finger in your face. “If you ever pull a stunt like that again I swear I’ll-” Yoongi breaks himself off. Shaking so viscerally that it's hard for you to keep your hands by your side. but you stand your ground as Hoseok swats yoongi's jabbed finger away. his other hand tightly laced with yours.

“Yoongi, let’s just get into the car and go home- please. Let's not talk about this here.” The parking lot is mostly empty, but the danger still lingers. There’s too much to talk about. Moonbyul's name rings in Hoseok's ears like the subtle hum of hearing loss, like a high-pitched shriek. There are things more important than Yoongi's anger. 

But Yoongi’s not done with you- oh- he’s boiling with rage. Shaking with it as he opens the door for you, every action, every little moment restrained. His anger is palpable. You get into the back of the Lamborghini and Hobi follows.

You can tell he wants to slam the door but doesn't. He shuts it extra extra soft but you flinch anyway. He gets into the driver's seat every moment controlled but tense, like he'll explode if he moves with any more energy than necessary, a firework with a fuse burned all the way down just begging for heat.

Yoongi waits for everyone to buckle their seat belt but you don’t, frozen watching him in the window and then the rearview mirror when he gets into the front seat. Yoongi doesn’t even get around to starting the car. Sliding the key home but the beep goes once, twice, and then a third time because you don't have your seatbelt buckled. The others wait in silence.

“Yoongi-“

“Fuck!” He kicks open his door again with a stream of spat explicatives. Slamming it shut this time. The others don't say anything, completely silent in the face of his anger.

Yoongi doesn't get angry. You've never seen him like this before. He wrenches your door open and for a horrible moment, you think he's going to yank you out of the car and tell you to get lost.

Yoongi's murmuring things to himself, so low that you almost can't make out what he's saying as he pushes himself into the backseat. The backseat of the Lambo isn’t that large. Hardly big enough to fit two people let alone four.

Jungkook lets out a belated “Hey!” at being squished up against the door but Hoseok just reaches around him and unlocks it for him to get out. Jimin is already out of the passenger seat and heading in the direction of the driver's side as Yoongi scrambles with your seat belt, jerking it over your shoulder and slamming it home.

"-Fucking asshole- of all the stupid omegas in the world I had to be mated to the fucking- dumbest- little- fucking-" The belt digs into your shoulder extra tight and Jimin starts the car wordlessly. 

You're closed in on both sides by him and Hobi on the other. They switch and shuffle. Jimin pulls away from the train station, gentler this time but still faster and with more finesse than you'd do it. Yoongi is still looking at you, glaring, tears in his eyes with wet cheeks, his voice low and uncompromising. 

“Give me your phone.” 

“My what?”

“Your. Phone. You used it to call her didn’t you?” You nod after a second, slowly pulling it from your sweatshirt pocket and handing it over. 

Yoongi takes your phone and breaks it over his thigh.

It’s a bit impressive really- the show of strength. He brings it down once and the screen breaks, winking out like a shooting star. Another and it bends just a little, a third time- and it's practically at a right angle. It breaks so easily in the face of adrenaline and anger and fear. 

You make a small noise, not a whimper but a descending sound. Yoongi raises his eyebrows at you, wild. Like he’ll break even further if you complain. Hoseok’s not sure he’s ever seen Yoongi this broken.

"Just- There were pictures of Noodle and Tae on there.”

Fear and anger are an intoxicating mix to anyone- let alone someone who almost lost their person. He goes at your phone until its jagged edge bites into his hand drawing blood. Then he tosses both pieces of your phone onto the floor of the car like they're paperweights.

One of the pieces hits your shoe with a small metal clink, and even Hobi looks down in surprise at the sound. 

Yoongi laughs and then bends over. Yanking the gun out of your boot. Small, shoved there. Hoseok didn’t notice. He's not sure why it surprises him- that you'd be armed. You're not an idiot, you know the risks, and you were armed the last time that you tried to run away.  

He holds it out to you, long fingers wrapped around the barrel pointed at his chest. The handle facing you, the barrel of the gun level with his heart.

“You want to do the honors sweetheart?"

Jungkook’s worrying away at his lower lip, turning around, nervous. “Yoongi-" but Yoongi just holds a finger out, cutting him off. He's watching you, waiting to see what you'll do.

Jimin very gently reaches back and takes the gun from Yoongi. The beta lets him. Jimin flicks the safety off with a twitch of his thumb. And takes out the magazine one-handed that he hands to Jungkook before he puts the body of the gun barrel down in the cup holder where it rattles freely. 

“Don’t fucking do that. we do not point guns at ourselves or each other in this pack.” 

Yoongi hardly looks mad, he hardly reacts to Jimin at all. Jungkook's eyes flicker nervously from Jimin to Yoongi, then to Jimin's shoulder.

Jimin's flush sits on the top of his cheekbones, "Jin-hyung gets a pass obviously."

You quirk an eyebrow at your mate, not impressed in the slightest, not even intimidated truly. Hoseok doesn’t think you’ve fought since you tried to leave the first time. 

“You didn’t really expect me to go unarmed, did you? Thought I could at least take one of them out- at least Moonbyul before they-” Jimin breathes hard through his teeth and Hoseok actually laughs, although he sounds a little unhinged. Yoongi runs his hands through his hair, pulling a little.

“I didn’t expect you to fucking leave me either but here we fucking are.” Yoongi has never raised his voice with you- he never raises his voice period. But anger and terror have made his words sloppy where usually they strike exact.

In the mirror, you see Jungkook’s jaw clench as Jimin accelerates home a little faster. Yoongi crowds you against Hoseok. Resting his forehead against yours, you can hear the grit in his teeth as he grinds them together nearly spitting, but it’s quiet. 

“If you try something like that again, you will see a side of me that I do not want to show you. Do you understand?” 

That makes you unnerved, and makes your lower lip start to tremble. Your “Yes.” Comes out so quiet that Hoseok is sure Jimin and Jungkook can't hear it in the front seat over the Lambo's purr. 

You’re unable to meet his eyes, Yoongi has never been rough with you, but he’s shaking with the effort to hold himself back from screaming, yelling, crying. There are no words for you, no words that he could ever say that might hold you. He is so angry he can’t even fucking speak. 

For a terrible moment, you think that he's going to hit the seat in front of you. But then he tucks your hair behind your ear out of your face so that he can look at you properly. 

This is Yoongi's karma for leaving the pack all those months ago. He's come to know their pain so keenly, this was only a few hours of what they endured but still- this is exactly like that. 

“You know- I’ve never wondered if you need me, but sometimes I wonder if you love me at all.”

His hand slides down your cheek, gentle in the way that he goes, and it hurts so much more than a slap or punch ever would. It stings. Everywhere Yoongi touches you stings. 

“I know you don’t love me the way that I love you- I’m not that dumb, but-" 

Your face screws into a whimper, and you can't whisper out that you're sorry quick enough. Yoongi guides your forehead back to rest against his. Still angry, still spitting the words like they take something from him. You should deny what he says and you want to, but you’re mute in the face of your mate's anger.    "How many hours do you think will exist between your death and mine?”   You’re silent as Jimin drives, but his eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror. You don’t see any pity in his eyes maybe because Yoongi, like you, had nearly left them broken. Had actually left and stayed gone. Yoongi will never quite deserve pity for words like those. Yoongi directs your face away from Jimin and back to his.

“How many god damn it!” He grips your cheeks, gentle, fingers that touch so softly, that cradle you, shaking all the while. 

“Five? Ten? Sweetheart- I'd last 5 minutes without you and you won't even look at me long enough to apologize and you don't make it easy- I don't-

"Yoongi. That is enough." 

Jimin is steely. Cutting him off before Yoongi can say something that he regrets and that he doesn't mean. But Yoongi won’t continue anyway. He's crying so hard he can’t see your face, can’t even see the way that you crumple.

He rests his forehead on your shoulder for the remainder of the drive. Pushing away your hands every time you try and wrap them around him until you’re crying with how frustrated you are. Keeping that one point of contact only, his crumpled face pressed against your mating mark. 

He doesn’t want your touch- the touch of someone who hurt him. This is the first time that Yoongi has denied you something so simple, something so habitual as your arms around his shoulders. 

Your pleas fall on deaf ears, your words come too late. "I'm sorry, i'm so sorry Yoongi I didn't mean- please believe me- I didn't- Please i'm so sorry-"

It’s a pity isn’t it; someone always has to love the other more. This is the oldest story, and there is no other story. Karma comes just in time or not at all. But right now? Right now it does not feel nice being Yoongi’s karma for leaving the pack all those months ago. 

The car ride is mostly silent for the rest of the drive. The car has barely stopped when Yoongi scrambles to get out. The car door flings open with the momentum of Jimin stopping. The hood is hot when he skims his fingers across it steadying himself to round it and dash inside.

Your hands shake too hard to unbuckle yourself as Yoongi hurries, he almost runs. Hoseok gets out of the car, shouting "Yoongi!" but your mate doesn't turn around, doesn't do anything but barrel past the others. Pushing away their worried questions and hands to get inside the house. 

The bindings on your hands are already bleeding a little bit, your hands chubby and swollen, and unable to see the seat buckle as you claw at it. 

A warm chest hits the side of your face as strong arms reach around you. Jungkook unbuckles you, close and filling the backseat in Yoongi's absence. He holds you for a second, giving you a squeeze and a sideways hug. "Just give him a second it’s gonna be alright." 

You stare at Jungkook for a second. Wiping your tears away with a curled fist. He looks tired. “I mean you’re literally his mate so- it's not like he can really...” Jungkook trails off, and the keys jingle in Jimin's hands as he waits. mute and unreadable, staring at the steps where tae stands with Jin and Namjoon.

"Aren't you guys going to yell at me too?" Jungkook snorts, and when you pull back to look at his face, he doesn't look angry, he doesn't even look tired. 

"That wouldn't solve anything." Your face crumples further, but Jungkook just starts to pull you to the edge of the leather seat to hug you better under the guise of firmly setting you on your feet. 

"What I am gonna do is make you go work out with me. I'm gonna make you do like- so many burpees in punishment for making me run that early in the morning."

You laugh wetly and Jungkook giggles, nuzzling the top of your head. Gripping around your waist to pick you up just a little. 

Jin looks just as puffed up as Yoongi but so much less angry, wrapped in your big blue blanket like a cape, a corner pulled over his head and ears like a hood, his fluffy bunny slippers poking out below.

The wooden planks of the deck have dried in the winter sunlight and Tae is barefoot where she stands, silk robe too thin for the winter chill. looking at you with that same hollow look she’s had for the last day.

Jin doesn’t try to grab Yoongi as he stalks past. Namjoon sends a conflicted glance at him and then at you. His shoulders are pinned up by his ears, the scraggly five o'clock shadow he wears looks tear tacky. He looks at you for a single second but then heads into the house after your mate. You blanch, but you're not surprised that Namjoon needs a second before he talks to you too. 

The pervasive sound of wrenching can be heard echoing out into the porch, and a look inside says that Namjoon’s got a hand on Yoongi's back where he's bent over the sink. Throwing up nothing because your mate had hardly eaten last night- worried about you and Hobi. You've never felt more undeserving of him, the guilt hits you harder than any words ever could.

You swallow at the bottom of the steps. Hoseok and Jungkook and Jimin behind you, hand on the small of your back urging you forward gently. Willing to let you stray more than a few steps away after chasing you down.

Jin is extra tall and on the upper step, looking down at you with an unreadable expression on his face, he places a hand over the back of your neck scruffing you smoothly and evenly until you almost fall, knees already shaky. Jungkook steps up and grabs you before you hit the floor. But Jin just stoops. Lips brushing the shell of your ear.

“When this is over, when everyone is safe, we’re going to have a long long talk about this. About why pups don’t make decisions on their own. Give me your phone.”

You can hear Jimin’s grimace in his voice, “Yoongi already broke it.” 

“Are you angry with me?” You ask lower lip wobbling, tears drifting down your nose, “Please don’t be angry with me- please-” Jin squeezes the nape of your neck again, harder. You see sparkles in your vision- your body compensating for Jin's touch even though you're so tired you feel like you might pass out. You easily submit to the scruff, you'll do anything Jin asks right now just to temper his disappointment.

Hoseok grabs under your elbows to keep you standing. Between him and Jin and Jungkook- you’re a soggy little bundle of omegas. You don’t see it, but from the railing, Tae cups Jimin’s cheek. 

Jin croons. “Hush pup. Come inside where it's warm. We've got a lot to talk about- mostly what we can do besides make rash decisions like that." 

Hoseok's hand is on Jin's wrist before he has a chance to continue. Eyes bright with something that looks an awful lot like hope. 

"About that..." Hoseok gulps, “We think we figured out how to get out of this Jinnie. I have to talk to Yoongi about it again but-” Jin tugs Hoseok onto his other shoulder.

“I think we’ve figured a way out of this.”  

You sniffle where you're tucked against Jin's chest, but you’re right next to his scent gland when it swells with pride, sweet and milky. Jin runs the back of his hand softly over Hoseok's warm cheeks, and croons.

“Good puppy.”

~-~

The next time you call Moonbyul, you’re all sitting around the dining room table. The blinds are drawn and Noodle has been fed. Jimin’s collection of guns lay on the table in several neat little rows, the barrels of them pointed in the same direction like the legs of some long-dead arachnid. 

A list of demands and a dialogue are written out in front of you but they're not for you. Jin and Yoongi will be doing most of the talking. You've done nothing for the last hour it took to hatch the plan other than sit obediently at the reach of your alphas. Willing to trade little 'I'm sorries' and the barest attempt at teasing after you'd gotten up to get a glass of water and they'd all flinched. Jimin had even gotten up and out of his chair before shaking his head and sitting back down. instincts reacting to your movement before his brain caught up.

"Would it make you feel better if you put me in handcuffs?"

"Only if they're the fuzzy ones." 

"Jk- now is not the time.”

All in all, Jungkook and Hobi seem to be the ones who are the least angry at you for trying to pull that stunt. Jimin's just a little more tactile with you than usual pulling you to sit close to him at the table. rubbing over your knee. Fiddling with your hands and gently avoiding the wounds there.

Namjoon still can't look at you, eyes flickering away every time you speak. Not angry- but maybe still upset- still working through his feelings. 

There are more important things to work through; the plan, the facts of what you know, a list with numbers sit next to your dialogue. The facts of everything connected with arrows and different handwriting and a good bit of doodles- courtesy of Jungkook and Tae (and you- when she'd prodded). 

Your list goes like this:

Moonbyul is not an alpha (verified by Hobi) (ew it's so gross to think of you with another omega hyung)

Only an alpha can rule the family. (That's a little sexist) (I didn't write the rules Tae)

LEVERAGE. 

₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ (JK- stop doodling on official FBI documents.) 

Yoongi hasn't spoken a word to you since he came inside the house and you don't expect him to right now. That’s hardly the most important matter at hand. Baby steps.

Baby steps. 

You call her with Jimin’s work burner. The one he keeps in his car and uses exclusively for instructions about which murder and which target needs to be taken out. Moonbyul answers on the first ring and guesses it’s you before you even have a chance to speak. The others had unanimously decided that you wouldn't be speaking for this conversation. You don't mind sitting back for this. 

Whatever makes them happy, whatever makes them feel better. 

Her voice strikes a chill down your spine, now that you know that she's the one who hurt Hobi. It's her he sees behind his eyes on his worst days and it's her voice he hears when his internal monologue becomes vicious and self-shaming. You hear it differently than you did before; a cross between a snake's hiss and the purr of some dark-furred jungle cat. 

“Any much longer and you’re going to be late pup, you know how impatient I can be.” 

It's surprisingly difficult to not give her a piece of your mind. Your hands tighten into fists, your bones and skin all tight where you'd hurt your hands. But before your knuckles can even go white a big hand covers yours, prying your fingers apart so that your fingernails don't dig into the gauze, still bloody. You look up at Namjoon. He shakes his head, just a little, and you relax your hands.

Yoongi leans over the table so that his voice comes across clearer over the speakerphone. 

“I think you’ll want to be patient for this alpha- or should I say omega.” 

Hoseok holds the edge of the table hard, leaning in too. He's sure the hitch of his breath must be audible over the phone. But Moonbyul doesn't remark on it. Jin’s hand remains settled on the nape of his neck and you wish you were sitting next to him too.

Yoongi scoots himself closer to the edge of the table. On the side opposite from you. “The claws of an alpha don’t suit you, cousin.”  

Moonbyul laughs and none of you smile. The tone of her voice shifts, a bit more serious. “They fit me better than they'd fit you. Let me see how deep your bite is or should I ask Hoseok? Is that pup there? How about Minnie and mommy?” 

Tae folds her hands over her chest, affronted, but doesn't speak either. Your hand goes hard on Namjoon's wrist and he grips yours back just as hard. Holding out his hand for Hobi's across the table. 

You open your mouth to retaliate- for the comment on Tae alone (you're not sure how Moonbyul found out about your nickname for her) but Jimin mouths across the table, “Don’t” You're all silent, waiting for her next move.

Jin's FBI training kicks in. Negotiation and kidnappings had been a course he'd been required to take during his orientation to the fbi. and his voice is measured and polite.

"I think we're past the point of petty jabs and assassin's, aren't we? Let's talk, pack omega to pack omega."

“You want to parley then? Make a deal?”

Jin drums his hands across the table. Nervous but his voice doesn't shake, not even a little bit.

“This has gone on for long enough. Let’s meet.”

~-~   Moonbyul comes in with the quiet. 

The hours drag on in the space before she arrives at the house. The pack perks up in the direction of every errant sound or neighbor in your cul-de-sac. The sound of the little kids across the street leaving for Saturday morning sports, of the dull scape of someone shoveling out their driveway, the rumbling of distant cars on the highway.

It’s a Sunday, isn’t it? Strange, that this kind of thing should happen on a Sunday. Jimin stares out at the driveway, leaning against the railing, and thinks it must be some sort of punishment both wretched and divine. He smokes his cigarette, spitting the smoke out like he's burning, and shakes off the shivers of a god he doesn't believe in.

He finishes his cigarette, then he and the others and ready the house for Moonbyul’s arrival. 

Hobi feels every tick of the clock like the beat of his heart knowing that she’s on her way. She’d started driving after Jimin had shown her a video of his guns being thrown into the river. A meeting without any weapons will be as safe as anyone can get.

But still- the pack isn't stupid. Hobi watches from the kitchen as Jin tapes the pack’s sharpest and largest kitchen knife under the kitchen table in front of his seat as well as Jimin’s and Yoongi’s just in case. 

Allowing her inside the den goes against every instinct. To have their softest most safe place violated by the presence of someone who has hurt them like this. It's almost too much. But to have the upper hand and have this meeting on their turf is more than they’ve hoped for. So Namjoon restrains his growls, hand still held in yours at the table. After a tangle of so many hours and days of all this violence, the pack takes their chances for a way out. 

You'd discussed the meeting happening at the house before you'd even called and agreed. Talked it out between the eight of you the idea location for any meet up. Only Namjoon was against it- but he's been overruled by Jin and Yoongi.

You’d remained mostly silent and agreed with Yoongi when it came to a vote. Warm big eyes on him, waiting for a hint of approval that never came. Jimin thinks that wound is going to take more than simple obedience to heal. 

Yoongi doesn’t know what to think, or what to do. Jin and Jimin take over most of the planning as far as what’s going to be said and how. Everything needs to be carefully orchestrated for this to not go poorly. Everyone needs to be on their best behavior. 

But there is hope here, on the edge of their scheming is a plan that might work- this might really work. You all might get out of this unscathed. Even Yoongi who’s never taken a simple breath outside of this life of murder and secrets. Who has had this violence built into his blood from the moment he was born. Yoongi was born a liar. Yoongi always thought that he'd live and die belonging to his family- at the will of their beck and call.

Now he's not so sure. 

He feels like he’s hyper-aware of you, in your orbit the way an addict is always aware of how little or lot is left of a drug. Every twitch and movement of your body sets him on edge. But when you’re not watching- Yoongi watches you. Tensing with every step you take in the direction of the door, heaving a thankful sigh whenever you pass by it. 

He tries not to touch you but it’s hard. He’d taken your shoes and locked them in the closet upstairs, it's silly but it's necessary.

His pulse is still beating so fast that it scares him a little. The mating mark at his hip aches with every step, he wonders if yours aches with every word or breath. Pressed there against your throat where he'd kissed countless times, where he'd nuzzled sleeplessly just last night. Breathing in your scent because it soothed him. 

It still soothes him, even if he doesn't want it to. 

Yoongi spends every few minutes bent over the kitchen sink or the toilet, the revulsion curling up in his gut like a snake dragging its teeth down the sides of his heart. You’d left him again, actually left him again. Yoongi wants to scream and cry but- 

But there are moments of you saying you’re sorry- to Tae, to Jimin, and Jungkook- who stubbornly wraps his arms around your back like a living blanket and makes you stoop forward with his weight. Or Jimin who rubs his chin across the top of your head and jostles you with the aggressiveness of his scent mark, catching your wrists in both of his hands roughly in a way that almost- almost has Yoongi intervening. He's just clumsy and tired. 

All of you are. 

There are other moments of Jin lingering close, speaking to you in the soft stern way that has you deflating that makes Yoongi’s body hum in that mate way- that way that lets him know you need him. 

Namjoon hasn't changed the bandages on your hands yet, even though there's a tiny bit of blood on your right one. Yoongi wants to ask him to change it out but can't make his mouth form the words. 

Hobi watches you from wear he rests against the couch, pointedly not sitting on the spot that Jin cleaned of blood. Holding a bit of ice to his throat and sipping on water. Able to talk now- for real. Voice strengthening with every minute. 

Yoongi pauses by his side and asks, loud enough for you to overhear "aren't you angry?" Hoseok doesn't miss the way your shoulders tense. You’re looking over things and talking with Jin and Jimin, clarifying something- some rules about the family that only you and Yoongi know of. There are documents on the table with the title FBI property- do not reproduce or take off premises. 

He tips his head back against the back of the couch, Hoseok’s legs sprawled out, aching from running so hard and so fast and being so out of practice with it. Fuck- Hoseok is so tired. So anxious and so keyed up by the knowledge that Moonbyul will be here within the next hour. He yawns in Yoongi’s face without covering his mouth. His stretched lips full of teeth teeth teeth. 

Yoongi feels his anger quiet even before Hoseok shrugs. "i don't know if my anger would make it better. i care more about making sure we all get to wake up tomorrow without feeling like shit"

Jungkook echoes the same sentiment on his way past. “Same like- I cannot wait to nest” And Jimin nods, blonde hair fluffing. Even namjoon's subtle agreement as he does the dishes makes yoongi feel...Not better...but maybe a little less angry.

Namjoon does the dishes, but you're his close shadow. They could wait- but Namjoon needs something to do with his hands besides holding onto yours. You still haven’t talked at all, and haven't apologized verbally to him for that phone call. He wants a wide birth and you give it to him.

Survival first- and apologies and forgiveness later.  

"I think motive counts for something too," Hoseok says, looking at you across the room helping Namjoon stack dishes without being asked. "You didn't mean to hurt us when you left, but you felt like you had to." Yoongi swallows hard and feels like he's the one who's been choked in the last 48 hours.

If there’s one thing Yoongi hates, it’s how love makes you forgive. (Yoongi wouldn’t be standing in this house right now with the pack if love wasn’t this way). You could hurt me and I’d ask for it, beg for it really, as long as I’m still yours. As long as you stay. 

At the beginning, the fact that Yoongi loved you more always hurt the pack, Jin especially. But watching Yoongi’s eyes follow your movements as you're asked to do some small remedial task to appease the pack, watching you do it with so much sweet eagerness. the pack find that they're thankful for it.

You say you’re sorry to anyone who will listen. And Jungkook's endless replies of "it's okay" make Yoongi's ears itch in the interim.

The moments and minutes stretch out long.

But about an hour before Moonbyul is due to arrive, in the quiet panic of making sure things are ready and just waiting, Jin tries to convince you to go upstairs for the entirety of your meeting. But as much as the pack doesn't want to admit it you might be the best at getting what you want from Moonbyul. They're prepared for you to be a little bratty about it, to push back a little regardless of the circumstances.

What they're not prepared for is Hoseok standing up in the center of the room, setting his icepack on the couch with a small crunch, before he says “I want to see her again.” 

It's met with an immediate rejection, and a barrage of questions from the other alpha's, Jimin and Namjoon especially have their hackles raised. Yoongi actually checks his ears to see if they're bleeding. Jin quite literally grabs Hobi and shakes him a little. But he’s convinced that he needs too. He’s got questions for her that no one else can answer.

You had been the one person who had agreed with him. Some questions can only be answered by the person who hurt you. 

Moonbyul isn’t stupid- she won’t walk into your den without a few face cards in her hands. You won’t let her come here without a card up your sleeve either. But aces are aces- a royal flush will beat 4 aces every time, and it’s up to you who wears the crown. 

You watch the pack put on the air of royalty. Watch Namjoon recline at the head of the table the picture of Pack alpha ease. Scent blockers are applied to all of you liberally out of necessity. You rub it into Hobi’s scent gland yourself (You won’t let Moonbyul get a wif of him).

You watch your mate settle into his shoulders; neck held high. Putting on the same Placid but brutal he'd worn the first time you'd met him. That untouchable coldness that all members of the family wear out of necessity. 

But Yoongi had never been good enough at keeping the warmth out of his eyes. Even back then.

Moonbyul comes in a black car, non-descript. She's driving herself today. No extra ears or extra packmates attached to her hip. Even Hyejin is absent and it’s strange, strange to not see her get out of the car with her.

It sets you off kilter when you peer out the window. Lingering until Yoongi comes close. Your breath hitches as his hands touch your shoulders. Urging you upstairs without a word, an unspoken heaviness in his eyes.

Regardless of what you'd agreed, now that she's here. yoongi doesn't think he can do this if you're not upstairs safe.

“But Yoongi- Hobi-“ Hobi stands by the door. If he's going to talk to her you want to be by his side. But Yoongi's scared, you can see it in his face and feel it in the mating mark.

You think you'll have a few more moments to sort this out, but Moonbyul does not knock on your door, she just lets herself in. 

“Cousin!” she starts, splaying her hands like she’s about to go in for a hug but Yoongi does not smile, Yoongi does nothing but glare at her until her smile and her hands both drop. 

Seeing Moonbyul again after so long does not feel like just seeing her photograph. For a second Hoseok feels cold, so so cold looking at her face. Her fair skin, her silver hair. Tunnel vision and the most dizzying mix of fear and anger and alpha posturing that he’s ever felt. His instincts yell at him, screaming in his ear that he needs to run, needs to get away. 

She smells different, metallic and medicinal, different than her sweet omega peppermint smell that he remembers. It's stronger now- more musky. the scent of an alpha and not an omega. Hoseok wouldn't be able to pinpoint that it was an artificial change if he hadn't smelled the same sort of hormone shift on Tae.

He’s distantly aware that there are people in between him and her, you, Yoongi, Jimin, Namjoon, and even Jungkook who fluffs up, looking determined and like he’s about to unleash all 5 years of experience he has teaching kickboxing on her. (Tae stays at the back of the room- the soft and delicate fairy star child that she is- but even she subtly stands straighter, eyeing Moonbyul’s stiff black coat with the same air that Anna Wintour might wear while viewing a subpar fashion show).

6 feet away and every bit of his instincts is yelling at him to move, to run. His heart thunders in his ears like a battalion of racehorses. How stupid of him to think he was ready- that seeing her face after all these years wouldn’t hurt- that the fear wouldn’t be there- his breath hitches and-

She grins at him and Hoseok flinches. 

In his peripheries, he sees Namjoon and Jimin start to say or do something. Hoseok had put himself- almost perfunctorily in front of you. But after a second with your hand on his wrist tightening, you put yourself between him and her. Stepping around him and Yoongi in one clean movement and blocking his face from view. Moonbyul just raises her eyebrows at you.    Before anything more can happen- before any jabs or warnings can be exchanged, a grey mass skitters across the floor. As quick as a bullet and twice as violent. Out for blood and the bringer of death.

Puffed up and looking large and menacing. Noodle yowls loud, a war cry, before driving his needle-like teeth into Moonbyul's ankle and right through the leather of her Louis Vuitton boots, ripping them with a vicious toss of his neck.

“What the fuck-“ 

Moonbyul startles, knocking into the wall in her surprise at your cat's viciousness. She hardly wastes a breath before she kicks Noodle clear across the floor. 

You gasp and Tae makes a noise. But Noodle is totally fine, He goes hissing and spluttering, and claws his way right back for more not deterred in the slightest. He leaves gash marks on the shiny floor as he aims himself, back to bite her again. 

You have no doubt that he’d be headed for bloodshed and her other ankle if Yoongi didn’t scoop him up from the floor and hold him to his chest. Honestly- Noodle looks more surprised at Yoongi holding him than he does about getting kicked. 

“If you touch my fucking cat again, I’ll fucking kill you." Yoongi's deadly serious. No part of him joking as he says it.

It's barely 60 seconds in and this meeting is already going to shit. 

Namjoon steps up and steps around Yoongi’s shoulder shoving the beta behind him as Noodle starts to squirm in Yoongi's hold.  “Please, lets just get this over with.” He tips his head and gestures to the dining room table for her to sit. 

Tae takes Noodle from Yoongi’s arms. Checking his stomach. Glaring at Moonbyul who does not grin, does not smile, only tucks an errant hair behind her ear.

The sound of chair legs scraping the floor is the only sound as the 9 of you sit in silence. Noodle stays in Tae’s lap, big tail swishing as his beady yellow eyes track Moonbyul across the room. Everyone’s silent, settling. Yoongi and Jimin are the ones seated closest to Moonbyul. You and Hobi are the farthest by Namjoon on the other side. 

“Well- you’re the one who wanted to talk.” But Moonbyul is not looking at Jin and Namjoon and Yoongi- she’s looking at Hoseok- who can do little but look at her through his bangs. Skin burning when she looks at it. A feeling like Hoseok wants to hide and maybe shower until his skin falls off almost overcoming him and making him run. 

“I didn’t want to talk, I wanted to get you fucking flayed out on this kitchen table and-”

“Jimin.” Tae cuts him off with a snap of her teeth around his name. Her hand is on Hobi’s thigh, holding him still keeping his thigh from jumping up and down under the table.

“The time for violence is over,” Jin says sternly. 

Moonbyul grins, “is it?” she drags a sharp nail over a groove in the table. A spot where a bullet or maybe a knife grazed it, probably from the last few days. You wouldn’t know where it came from even if you thought hard about it.

“Some would consider the very act of possessing something that’s mine violence and you have two things that belong to me.” 

Hoseok shivers, and you narrowly avoid snapping a smart retort at her. Jimin’s fingers hover around the knife under the table. Ready to wip it out and drive it clean through her hand splayed on the table. Ready to kill her in the next second if the pack wish it. He’s half convinced he should do it before she opens her mouth because Hoseok looks like he’s going to be sick all over the table and Tae is shaking faintly. 

But then Jimin looks up, meets your eyes, and takes his eyes off of his target for a second. You shake your head a little imperceptibly. 

“Some would also consider lying violence as well- how well do you think that the rest of your family and organization would handle the fact that they’ve been lied too?”

Yoongi settles, tilting his head. Jin and Yoongi are a dangerous pair when they talk through things like this. “We both know that all I’d have to do is pick up a phone and you’d be dead. You and your pack. If you kill me- someone will tell and you'll die. If you touch my pack again- I'll tell and you'll die. And if even think about taking my mate from me again- if i start to sense that you've tried to manipulate her away from me in the slightest- I'll kill you my fucking self."

She turns to you, mirth toying at her lips, "I got away with killing the beta once, what makes you think I can't do it again?" 

Jin smiles at her, it's an honest and genuine smile. "The truth is- you gave us too much time to think. Too much time to figure it out and plan. There's a trigger clause out there. On a computer you couldn't possibly find. If I don't log in every 36 hours, an email will be sent with pictures of her recipe book to the director of the FBI, and you'll go down for it."   Moonbyul turns to you, narrowing her eyes, "You'd risk going to prison or being killed? Rather than be with me?" 

You shrug. "You- prison- tomato tamato. And besides- I know enough- you made sure I knew enough to be useful to them. I'd probably land a sweet gig in witness protection."

Tae pets over noodles head, smiling at you, "We could call Noodle meatball."

Yoongi straightens, getting you back on track. "We'd also send pictures and evidence to the heads of house too; you'd have to take your pick who you'd want to deal with- them or the Feds."    Moonbyul goes quiet and for the first time but you know you have her backed into a corner with this. This secret- this secret is truly her undoing. She fidgets, settling herself firmly into the uncomfortable chair. 

And then it comes, her concession, “What do you want?”

Yoongi nearly lunges forward with how eager he is to outline your terms. “Release Jimin from his contract. Let Y/n go and relinquish the bullshit claim you have on her. Don’t punish Jin for working for the FBI and never contact me again for my responsibilities as a beta. Leave us alone- never touch us again and you can have your empire. We won’t say a word to anyone about your true sub-gender.” He lays his hands flat on the table. "But lay a finger on any one of my packmates and I'll tell everyone what you really are." 

Moonbyul is a manipulator first and foremost, and a good one at that, you don’t know if it’s honesty or a simple tactic when she turns to Tae and appeals to her.

“You’d let them do this for what? One female alpha to the other?” Moonbyul’s eyes are too empty for her to be totally honest. Jungkook can’t stop his flinch. She knows what she’s doing. How to find the weak spots in your conviction and press at them.  

“One trans person to another? You'd let them forcefully out me? don't you know how wrong that is?”

You physically can’t look at her, you have to look away- and Jimin looks like he wants to punch her, jaw rolling- preparing to spit before Tae splays her hands on the table, chipped nail polish catching the light. 

Tae struggles to find the right words. “I don’t know if your reasons are the same as mine.” 

Moonbyul scoffs, crossing her arms. The mask slips at the same second. “Sure they are. You chose to become a woman rather than stay a man because you liked the set of qualities your life could have as a woman better. That's no different from me choosing to be an alpha over an omega because it gave my pack and me the most security.”

You know, you know in your heart that security isn't what Moonbyul's after, it's always been power, but Tae's scent starts to leak around the scent blockers, going sour.

Tae sits back in her chair. “That’s the thing- it wasn’t a choice.”

Moonbyul’s fingernails are digging into her arms in an effort to keep her hands busy. “Was it? You were comfortable being a man once until the risks outweighed the benefits of not being honest with the people you love. That seems like a choice to me- if it wasn’t a choice- you’d never have had to tell anyone- they’d just have known.” 

Moonbyul has always had a terrible knack for finding people's soft spots, Hoseok knows this, and yet he can't say anything. Can't come to Tae's defense. Can't scream at her to shut up- to not touch Tae. To not find the weakest link or perhaps a link she can exploit.

Tae’s hands tighten into a fist and she swallows, before standing up from the table. Noodle falls to the floor with a jingle of his bell collar and an offended meow. Tae leaves the room heading up the stairs and leaves you behind. Done with Moonbyul and the conversation, A choice in itself. You follow her, heading upstairs after Tae with not even a glance in Moonbyul’s direction. 

Moonbyul laughs and laughs and laughs, it’s a little unhinged. The pack stays silent. They just watch her. Yoongi settles into his shoulders and when she leans back in the chair and tucks her hair behind her ear, she’s still smiling.

“Alright cousin, let’s draw up terms.”

The family does things in old ways, a smear of Yoongi’s blood and Moonbyul’s blood on the bottom of a slip of paper and their names ink signed. A red seal printed with both of their initials. Paper that Jin will burn up later because what’s written on it could condemn them all. She also writes up a release of Jimin’s contract too- this one does not get burned. While Jin types up his resignation too.

“I’d still laser off your fingerprints if I were you.” Jimin is already planning on it. He’s not too worried about the loss of income or the family possibly rolling on him and using his long history of murder to put him in jail. He still has his other job after all.

In the end, Moonbyul leaves not with a bang, but with the click of the closing door, soft as all can be. Violent with the gentleness of her actions when she gets up from the table and says goodbye to Yoongi and only Yoongi. But when she makes to leave, she has to pass by the stairs where you wait.

You do not speak from up on top of the stairs, where you’d gone after Tae and left after she told you she was fine, that she wanted to be alone for a moment. Now Moonbyul smiles from the bottom step. Her teeth catch the light like the pearls at the bottom of the ocean.

“I guess it was never going to be us, was it?” Her eyes flick to the mark on your neck and all at once you’re reminded of the feeling of it;

Geumjae’s teeth sink into your throat, the pulse of your veins around his teeth, the feeling of his tongue hitting your skin and the pain and shock of it. Her smiling feels like that. Her smiling up at you makes it feel like she’s taking something from you. 

“There is something in you that’s hungry pup- hungry for more than they can give you. And when they realize that- when they realize that you’re more like me than like Tae- Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting for when you decide that this is not enough.” 

Your finger trails down the railing of the stairs. You don’t meet her eyes. “That’s the thing isn’t it, I do get to decide, don’t I? It's my choice.”

But Hoseok is there, between you and her, and there’s no one between the two of them. Not Noodle or the others although Yoongi gets up quick and comes over to his side. Both of you hem Hobi in. 

“Wait- I just have one question for you- before you go.”

Moonbyul hovers, hand on the door. Almost out of your lives for good. You keep a hand on Hobi’s back, holding him, letting him know you’re there. You can feel the tremble in his shoulders. 

“Why did you do it, why did you hurt me like that when you could have just left? I’ve thought through it for years but I’ve never been able to figure it out. Did you know that you were hurting me when you did it?”

“Yes,” there isn’t a bit of remorse in her face, none at all. 

Maybe Hoseok is expecting something like this- something like this: “I thought if we broke you down, we might be able to remake you into something great”

“I didn’t need to be changed I just needed you to love me.”

 But there is none of that. It’s infuriating and it will bother him for years later but what Hoseok gets is this: 

“There wasn’t a reason, we were just bored and waiting for my father to give me the chance to transition.” transition into power or transition into an alpha? She doesn't clarify. She’s remorseless, nothing in her inflection indicates that she regrets what she did. 

“You weren’t the first.” 

Hoseok feels nauseous like he's going to be sick on the entryway floor. Hobi doesn’t respond and she leaves without a second glance behind her. Out of your lives for good. Leaving Hoseok standing there in the precipice of the door, watching her pull away from the house and staring at the empty driveway after she’s gone. He'll never see her again after today.

Namjoon gets up and opens up a window, clearing the house of her smell of peppermint.

He doesn’t realize he’s crying until you dab your sleeve at his cheek. Yoongi at his front and you holding him from behind, keeping him together as he cries and cries and cries. Jimin puts himself between you two and the door, a knife that he'd tapped under the table in his hands.

Jungkook huffs. "Should have stabbed her when you had the chance Minnie."

Closure escapes him, just out of his fingers. Hoseok wants to run after her and demand an apology. But he doesn’t know what’s better, an apology that’s hollow or none at all. No one talks for a moment while they watch her car pull out of the driveway and leave. No one says a word. 

And then Jin gets up from the table and walks over to the kitchen. Namjoon follows him. Tae’s at the top of the steps, she’s changed her clothes from her PJs and washed off the scent blockers. Her hair hangs shaggy and messy over her glossy face, her bangs in a curly pink roller, and her skin pearly from her skincare.

She doesn’t smell distressed or upset. She doesn’t smell like anything at all but she’s wearing her favorite pink sweater. She comes close, runs her hands through Hobi's hair.

"I'll be fine, just give me a second I just need-"

"You cry for as long as you need to ho-baby."

"Yeah- cry as much as you want, use me as a napkin for all I care." your shirt is wet at the collar where Hobi burrows in.

Jin opens up the pack's liquor cabinet. Small and just to the side of the fridge. None of them really drink- but occasionally patients give Namjoon expensive bottles of whiskey for saving their lives. Jin pours himself a full glass of the most expensive bottle of it. No ice. He pours a second glass for Yoongi without asking.    It’s barely noon, but when he asks “who wants a drink?” Seven hands shoot up.

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Notes:

the very fist part of this chapter where hoseok and her are on the train was a part that i liked until final edits and then it felt??? idk??? clunky??? maybe a bit repetitive???? idk what it is and it's way too late to fix it T-T

this chapter is really an ode to what i originally thought of for bily, in the og version of this story yoongi was supposed to hate the m/c at the beginning for taking him away from the pack. i think his anger at the end is entirely justified- it's also like- his karma for leaving at the beginning you know? he might take it a bit too far in his reaction but tbh- i think we can cut him some slack for everything he's ever given to the m/c- all of the unconditional love.

i think that the train is like- a metaphor for getting better, or not getting better and keeping going on the reductive patterns that make you sick, because the things that make you feel better- like picking at a sticky scab- will only make you scar deeper. this is the last moment for the m/c, the moment she starts to heal for good.

the moment where hobi and the m/c are walking up to the car and yoongi is there i litterally see him puffing up like a studio ghibli charecter you know? or maybe like noodle whenever yoongi comes close.

honestly- the line where yoongi says that she doesn't love him like he loves her made me fucking sick when i wrote it like???? not me lowkey not giving them a happy ending. but i think that the part of bily thats always been fun to experiment with is how people sometimes people hurting you doesn't change how you feel about them.

did you catch the reasons wreched and divine refrence????

the line that yoongi says “Five? Ten? Sweetheart- I'd last ////5 minutes without you and you won't even look at me long enough too apologize and-" is very much a refrence to what hoseok says to yoongi at the begining of the series "You won’t even tell me now when I'm fucking dying over you, suffocating under the weight of things you just won’t say- and you don’t even care!” and i think thats pretty.

i think the yoongi parts will either make you guys feel vindicated or upset. i think it's up to you if he goes too far when he's angry- but i do think it's very human of him to get so angry like...the m/c is his whole fucking world...he will get over it! don't worry! he's just momentarily angry!

the part between when the pack call her and she arrifes felt really clunky while i was editing it, i decided not to take it down too much because i wanted you guys to feel some of their anticipation- but maybe it's too much. it's this kind of part that might get seriously paired down once i go back through bily and clean it up

"fuck this bitch"- noodle probably

noodle is like my favorite charecter i swear to god i love him so so much. i had the idea that he would be the only one to get some bloodletting in since the very begining of the series before he was ever written into the story. this is also the begining of them sorta being friends like- after this noodle is alot more tolerant of yoongi.

Moonbyul discloses that she has some pretty uncomfy views of being trans in this! i think it's pretty obvious that it's not meant to be like 'this is how all trans people are' and more of an effort to contrast tae- we are also talking like fake secondary genders here as well so- do with that what you will!

i also wanted to make the point with hobi and moonbyul's part at the end that sometimes the people who hurt you have no remorse, you don't get clousrure from them because they'll never admit that they shouldn't have done something. and the biggest closure that you can get is from giving yourself the strenght to let go. in a way- this directly contrasts the parts on the train in the begining. in order to heal a wound you have to stop touching it.

this chapter may feel like an ending in a sense because it is an end of all the mafia parts. truly- after this chapter we won't see any more violence or blood or anything close to the last 6. it's all happy endings from here <3 Thank you for sticking with it!

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[jinkookspencil]

take off your glasses | jjk

your eyeglasses gave you sight and comfort, but jungkook looked too sexy wearing his....

description/tw/tags: ~2.1k words / jungkook just finished recording his birthday message for jimin.... and he looked too good in glasses / SMUT (minors DNI) / established relationship / y/n is a little insecure

author's note: inspired by two things: jungkook's birthday message to jimin which was so unnecessarily sexy, AND namjoon jokingly told jk "take off your glasses" in an episode of run and something switched inside me at those words... >.< this is so smutty that idk if i feel comfortable enough sharing to the point where i'm actually considering just doing a jk style complete delete of it with time.... we'll see. as always, any feedback is welcome! <3

“Ah, Jiminie will laugh at that,” Jungkook boasts as he put away his phone. “I guess I have to start recording video messages for all my hyungs now.”

“That’s nice of you,” you utter, sat across from him at the desk, head buried in the book you were reading.

“Baby…” It’s Jungkook’s voice only louder and the air around you had shifted, you realize. Looking up from your book, you found Jungkook standing right behind you.

You had been so immersed in your book you never took in Jungkook’s presence that night - and judging by the way he called you and started rubbing your shoulders, he seemed to be getting needy... But as you look up at him, you realize you also never took in how he looked tonight, the weight of it all hitting you all at once. Towering over you, Jungkook’s long hair - which you had always adored - was ruffled as though he played with it, sleeves rolled up to reveal the tattoos on his arm while his chest peeked through a couple of undone buttons, and the thing that got you the most…. he was wearing his glasses…

It shocked you when you found out earlier on in your relationship that Jungkook had poor vision too, since he seemed so perfect. But it also helped you feel more at ease for some weird, unknown reason - like you were glad bad eyesight was yet another thing he understood you on, added to the endless list of shared problems, mindsets, beliefs, and interests that always made your relationship feel safe. Yet, unlike you, he always preferred contacts and only wore glasses rarely around the house. The sight of it - and him - took you by surprise.

“Hey,” you say, taking in the sight of him, your shoulders hunched together.

“Hey,” he laughs at your sudden reaction, as if you hadn’t been in the same room for over an hour after he came home from working late at the studio. “Good book, huh?”

“Glasses,” you point out, tilting your head and ignoring his question. “I like it. You should wear them more often.”

“Thanks, but….eh,” he shrugs. “You know I prefer contacts, but I think I need to give my eyes a break from them...”

“Still, you look…really…good. At least wear them more often around the house, for me?”, you stare up at him through your lashes and flash him a smile, rubbing his arm, unaware of the entire effect that’d have on him.

Jungkook rolls his eyes and pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “Sure, baby,” he says, kissing the top of your head. “But this is a two-way deal, you have to try contacts for me too.”

All you can do is sigh. While Jungkook preferred contacts, you preferred glasses - and for many reasons, as you have made clear to him all the other times he asked you to take them off. Firstly, you were clumsy and the idea of poking at your eyeball regularly felt like a disaster waiting to happen, not to mention it freaked you out, especially the horror stories of people forgetting to take out their contacts. Secondly, someone mentioned once that there were different types and it just seemed like a hassle. And, the biggest reason: glasses helped hide your face. You just never liked the way your face looked. Plus, it didn’t help that your ex once shrieked when you took off your glasses in front of him and told you to keep them on… 

Jungkook’s entirely different. He knew you could be insecure, but instead of feeding your insecurities he never passed an opportunity to tell you that you were beautiful and hype you up, whether you were wearing your glasses or not.... the not being while you got ready every day or during sex and really intense make-out sessions when they just kept getting away.

“Jungkook, you know I -“

“I know, but baby, you’re so beautiful,” he resigns. “I wish you knew that. If only you could see yourself the way I see you. Do you at least see the face I make when you take them off while we kiss?!”

“.....I thought it was just because we're in the heat of the moment.”

“Baby…”, he shakes his head, taking yours in his hands. “It’s like that scene in Business Proposal - it’s funny that I get why girls love that scene more than you do. It’s sexy. YOU are sexy.”

You raise your eyebrows at him, looking down in denial and at your outfit, wondering if you wore anything different that drove Jungkook crazy, but it was just one of his t-shirts and your short shorts that he liked.... but it was nothing special.

“Look at me,” he says, a commanding tone in his voice that you couldn’t ignore. “Take off your glasses.”

“If I take off my glasses I can’t look at you, Jungkook,” you say with a sarcastic tone, but Jungkook doesn’t take any of it, bending down until he was a breath away from your face.

“You can now.”

Your hand reaches up to the frames that sat on your face, and the second you take them off Jungkook’s lips meets yours in a kiss.

“Fuck…,” he sighs into your mouth before meeting it again. His arms wrap around you in an embrace, pulling you up and between his legs as he leaned on the desk. His hands squeeze your butt before toying with the hem of the t-shirt you were wearing, taking it off of you the moment you lifted your hands from his shoulders in permission. You wrap your arms over Jungkook’s toned shoulders and around his neck as he felt your back and kissed you - on your lips, your neck, and all over your face. Just as you had gotten lost in his kisses, anticipating where he’d kiss next, his large arms swerve you around until you leaned against the desk and faced him standing between your legs instead. 

A smirk appeared on his face at the sound you let out, and in a flash, Jungkook absentmindedly takes off his glasses and pulls you in for a deeper kiss… Yet you’re too stunned to kiss him back well, grab onto him, or even feel him up.

“…Fuck, okay,” you whisper against his lips. “I get it now - that was… so fucking hot, Jungkook.” 

“Wh- oh.... I didn’t even realize I did that," you feel him smile against your lips, unknowing if he was sincere or if he planned the entire kiss to get you to understand him.

The image of Jungkook replayed itself in your mind, and with the feeling of his lips and bunny teeth brushing against your lips…. you were about to go insane. You wrap your arms around his neck once again, your hands running through his long hair as you pull him into a kiss and he toys with the hooks of your bra.

When they snap open, he wastes no time reaching for the bra between your bodies and chucking it across the room, unbuttoning and stripping off his own shirt before bending down to kiss your chest. You stare down at him, and when his gaze meets yours, you feel your entire body come alive. 

He looked unbelievable and already showed you so much love… You wanted - no, needed, to do the same to him. Reach for Jungkook’s length, you stroke it through his boxers, and, reaching inside them, he grunts as you feel him hard in your hands, only for him to shove your wrist away at the elastic of his underwear.

“Jungkook… let me feel you,” you moan against his face, his forehead brushing against yours as he shakes his head. 

“Lean back,” he commands, and all you can do is obey, already moving backward to lay on the desk the moment his hands find your shoulders. Jungkook hooked his fingers to your underwear, and after raising your hips for him to swiftly pull them off of you, you lift your legs to wrap them around his body…. but he separates them.

“No….,” he says “You won’t be able to see me, but I’ll make sure you feel me.”

His face disappears from view, leaving you nothing but a blurry sight of the ceiling as Jungkook wraps his arms around your thighs. “Fuck, baby.” 

The feeling of Jungkook’s tongue clouds every other sensation a human being is capable of, you were unable to register or control even the incredibly loud noises you were both making. He got hungrier as you ruffled his long hair, and when you begin feeling Jungkook’s nose rubbing against your heat, you were unable to hold yourself any longer, letting go of him and yourself. Jungkook continued to lick and taste you, before standing up and leaning over you, removing your hand from your face.

“I missed this face. Did you feel me?,” he whispers against your neck. 

“Fuck, did I feel you….,” you reply, catching your breath as Jungkook continued kissing all over your chest as it rose and fell. “But I missed your face too….”

Jungkook snapped at those six words and met you in a kiss, his face remaining millimeters away from yours, even long after he says, “I’m right here, baby,” while you catch your breath.

You try to avert his gaze as he stares into your eyes, but he never lets you, a hand caressing your cheek while the other roamed your body, grazing and scratching at your arms, shoulders, and torso, pinning your arms against the mattress when you tried hiding your face.

“Look at me, baby…..”

When his fingertips took over and his touches got lighter, you were reminded that Jungkook hadn’t had enough… and you didn’t either.

“Ready?”, he hummed against your lips before you nod.

Jungkook kissed you on the cheek before he got up and on top of you, his gaze never breaking even as he aligned himself with your entrance. You only caught glimpses of Jungkook’s focused, aroused face, his necklace dangling over you and blocking your sight, at which your hand leaves his shoulder and grabs his neck, holding both Jungkook and his necklace in place.

“Ffuck,” he moans.

The sight of him in a flustered rush did the same to you, and Jungkook closed his eyes as he picked up his pace, bending down to kiss your body. Topped with Jungkook’s murmurs of “Beautiful”, “My beautiful girl”, “Baby”, and countless other curses and moans, the sensations were overwhelming, and all you could do was cover your face with your arm as you neared your high, but a firm grip attaches itself to your wrist and pins your arm above your head.

“No, baby,” Jungkook heaves. “I - want to see you.”

Almost in obedience, your body responds with just what he wants as he watches you come undone, doing the same at the sight of you. Jungkook catches his breath and returns to normal before you do, kissing your chest as it slowed its movements while you caught up to him.

“My beautiful, baby,” he murmurs against your tummy, moaning when you run your fingers through his hair before he stood up and pulled you up. He brushes away any hair from your face and tucks loose strands behind your ear, his fingers finally resting on your temple and your chin. “This is my favorite face.”

Jungkook nears, tilting your head downwards and kissing your forehead, just above your eyebrows, before kissing your eyelids, nose, and lips one final time.

“I'll get you cleaned up, baby, then let’s move to the bed and stare at each other all night,” he smiles, holding your face in his hands.

You can’t help but giggle. “Sounds like a plan. Can you do it all night though? We both know you pass out so easily.”

“Yeah…. I always sleep after you, you know?”

“What?!”

“I don’t sleep that early! I watch you sleep a little,” he strokes your shoulder. “Then, when I feel you asleep and relaxed against me… when I see your face, so bare and peaceful, so close to me…. It relaxes me and I go to sleep.”

“You watch me like that scene in Twilight?!”

“I do,” he laughs. “Can you blame me? I’m fucking in love with you, beautiful.”