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#Queen anne's lace | Daucus carota#Pulled from a roadside wildflower tangle on a whim. Date sometime before 24 August 2022.#While riding bikes to visit makeshift museum of twisted metal.#I rode slow alongside my mom. probably. it's a blurry memory.#On a tiny island on a sea sized lake#shallow and full to the brim with fossils and dead fish and broken glass.#An island that gave my mother her name. one of my favorite places. where i imagine storms when im angry#My first memory of this plant is old.#My mom pushing my sisters in a red double stroller in the summertime.#Turning the bend near our home.#Or walking toward my grandparents house in late August. maybe. i dont remember#Just that she told me it was queen Anne's lace and I patted my face with it like a powder puff.#Its tiny white flowers branching out blurry like a globular cluster pressed flat. Like stars huddled around the mass of a tiny velvet purpl#flower. a flower that makes me feel small and needy. with tiny hands and tiny worries.#...usually i write these things off thr top of my head but this one was prewritten. i just feel too insecure to make writing posts that can#be reblogged đŹ but anyway im writing entries for the handful of pressed flowers thst i have. idk y i grabbed this one bc it was the 1st#i just always liked queen anne's lace. childhood nostalgia and all that i suppose#unrelated#also i say it was prewritten but when i wrote it. it was still just brain vomit without editing lil
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omg if u write the mud scene i will literally cry
(but take your time bc i know u still have school and i donât want you to feel pressured)
I've decided the song choice is Would that I by Hozier. I really wish he'd released his new song becuase could you just imagine: I'm starving, darlin'. Let me put my lips to somethin' let me wrap my teeth around the world. Start carvin' darling, I wanna smell the dinner cookin', wanna feel the edges start to burn? đ„” FUCK IT WAS MEANT TO BE THEIR SONG. It's soft but also like...starved, desperate, teeth, fingers digging into flesh, but moving slowly and leisurely. I'm not okay. Just ignore me.
#(*ask lily*)#(*shut up lily*)#red queen#glass sword#kings cage#war storm#broken throne#post broken throne#me knowing people are back to saying Mareven would have been better: but what if mare and cal fucked in the woods đ„ș#what if they fucked in the woods and it was soft and gentle and a little awkward cause it's the first time but its also hungry and needy#and and and and there is sunlight in the showers coming through the clouds#and there is raindrops shinning in skin and there are chocolate eyes melting under an amber blaze#I'M NOT SORRY THAT I WORSHIP THEM#they really occupy my thoughts on a daily fucking basis#I dedicate at least one thought to them per hour
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miss americana & the heartbreak prince đ€
omg I was hoping I'd get this one ahaha thank you!!!
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The realest part of the Barbie Movie was when Barbie was like "okay but what if this hurts his feelings? what if this makes him sad? :(" after Ken stole her house, stole her car, and stole her agency, because as a woman you still have to second guess everything you do on the assessment of whether it might hurt a man's feelings.
And then that apprehension was proven right one million times over by the entire Conservative Internet Manosphere pissing and shitting and screaming themselves hoarse over Barbie daring to hurt a man's feelings.
#op your tags are amazing#there is so many stories where the 'villain' is a bitchy crazy needy gf who is Too Much#and ppl gate these women a lot for being like that in a story#*hate#people just need to chill and stop seeing everything as men vs women challenge#see what characters DO and REPRESENT their MOTIVES and their wants and needs#there shouldn't always be us vs them sometimes we just need to try to understand each other better in the end#also its a fun movie why ppl are so angry about it on the internet#its like Turning red all over again
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âHAVE YOU SEEN MY PANTIES?â
pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader
summary: in a lazy, hot summer afternoon, itâs your boyfriendâs turn to do the laundry. but why doesnât he respond when youâre asking whereâs your panties?
warnings: +18, smut, nsfw, gojo is your boyfriend, needy! gojo, cute! gojo, fluff, nipple play, panties sniffling, masturbation (m), oral (f!receiving), overstimulation, sex (p in v), also based on a @/yunonoaiâs comic!
wc: 2,128
âBabe, can you do the laundry? I have a call.â
âSure,â Satoru replies, standing up from the couch where he was lazily lying down, chilling out in front of some tiktoks.
He steps towards the bathroom, the laundry hamper waiting for him to be emptied and washed. With a resigning sigh, he looks down at the heap of dirty clothes. One of them overhangs them all: your favorite panties â the one he bought you last month.Â
The lace surrounds with finesse the satin fabric of your favorite color.
So how can he not be hard at the only sight that reminds him how long you both havenât had sex?
Fuck.
His breathing becomes heavier, each inhaling being a trial to not pay attention to the prominent bulge swelling down his gray jogging pants. Of course, the memory of your whimpers will always be like music to his ears, the fwap sounds of his cock buried deep, so deep, inside of your wet pussy, and his balls, so much filled with his cum and tightening when he's about to climax, slapping against your ass at each pound into you.
He is grouching now, at the edge of whining in need of your full attention â but of course, you needed to have a call at this very moment.
His hand twitches to his crotch, palming his already hard erection through the soft fabric of his pants, electricing at quiet moans, Satoruâs beautiful face wincing in pleasure. He swallows thick, his Adamâs apple bobbing, and gives in. With messy movements, he lifts up his black shirt to grab the hem at his watering mouth and muffle his cute sounds between his clenched teeth and jaw. The fresh air blow at his hard abs, making him tensing his belly with scorching skin.
His big, calloused hand fiddles with his erection, so ready to free himself from the torturous sensation of your pretty panties, which he holds between his fingers and brings to his nose to inhale your scent, which makes him like a little puppy for you. Satoru utters a desperate whimper and finally buries his hand under his clothes to release his quivering cock.
Itâs much bigger than usual, beads of precum glistening on the angry red tip, and veins sinuating the flesh. Of course, itâs perfect. Thatâs why it will never seem strange to anyone to see him stroke himself. He lazily fucks his tight fist, picturing your sweet pussy as he closes his eyes, beads of sweat leaking from his temples a flush spreads all over his cheeks.
His length girth throbs between his digits, coursing waves of lust through him as Satoru quickens the pace, as the same as his heartbeat. Saliva damps the fabric of his black shirt, and the idea of substituting the hem of his shirt with your panties carries out straight away, increasing his arousal until itâs twitching in a maddened way. With each stroke, the pre spreads along his shaft to allow it to be lubricated, at the point that if you all of a sudden show up in the bathroom, you both can skip the foreplay but damn!
âToru? Did you see my panties?â Your voice echoes through another room.
But he doesnât answer anyway.
âFuck,â he grunts in a quiet whine, âmiss you so much, babe.â His balls tighten, following the next moment â and it doesnât take that much time he expected, because a few seconds after he twists his wrist in an upstroke movement â the exact way youâd do to him â heâs already cumming on the heap of laundry, dirtying them even more they already were, puddles of a viscous liquid, spreading out in droplets as the orgasmic peak subsides.
Panting heavily, he doesnât hear you burst into the bathroom as you exclaim, âSatoru? You serious? Look at the state of the laundry now!â
With a swift gesture, he removes your panties from his mouth and turns his head suddenly towards you. Heâs unable to justify himself and simply watches your disapproving pout ruffle your pretty lips. âSorry babe, I'll clean it up.â He also notes how your mere presence makes him hard immediately despite having softened a moment earlier with the moment of âreliefâ he wished to provide for himself.
âWhere are my panties?â you ask a second time as you rummage, eyebrows furrowed, through the basket of dirty laundry.
Satoru rubs the back of your neck nervously and hesitates to hide your underwear in his palm. âUh... here,â he murmurs softly, slightly discomfited as you pinch the bridge of your nose in exasperation.
âYouâre that much needy?â
Satoru looks down, a little boyish pout on his lips that breaks your heart. âSorry...â
Your frown softens. âOh, umâ No, Toru, please donât gimme that look,â you whisper, walking over to him, your hands instinctively cupping his cheeks to make him look down at you. âIâm sorry, my love. You need to tell me when you need me, okay?â
Satoru nods slowly, still guiltily pouting. âCan I have you? Please? Just one round, I swear Iâll be gentle,â he murmurs.
His request makes your lips curl up. âMy boy does want me? Youâre cute, almost begging like this.â You graze a kiss on his cheek. âGet on your knees.â
âLike that?â His knees make contact with the floor, his cock still outside his dangling jogging suit. He so fucking cute, listening to you so obediently.
âGood boy,â you coo, sliding pants down your thighs. Your black panties hug the swell of your hips, your intoxicating scent spreading toward Satoruâs nostrils.
He moves towards you using his knees to grip your hips and sniff your scent once more. The action makes you giggle so much that it makes you suck in a breath when he pulls down your underwear to kiss your groin. âLove you,â he whispers. âI want to taste you, please.â
âSatoru, just wait Iââ But he cuts you off, darting out his tongue to lick a strip enough to feel your bundle of nerves. A moan escapes your lips, driving your breath as crazy as heâs doing with his skillful mouth.
âYouâre dripping,â Satoru comments, kissing your lower lips swiftly before grabbing you by the thighs and lifting you up, dropping you off the washing machine. âSpread your legs,â he mumbled, all needy and flushed to eat you out.
And how long he hadnâtâ
Itâs like heâs drunk on you, ignoring your moans and whimpers as he rests his cheeks on your inner thigh to wrap his wrist around your thighs. His fingertips dig into the flesh of your thighs, trapping you firmly. âKeep âem spread, baby,â he purrs, lapping your soaked core and sensitive, puffy clit. âIt tastes sâgood, Iâve missed you.â
His dick twitches and throbs afterward, your sweet sounds re-hardening him and making him more swollen than he was even after the few rubs he did to relieve himself.
âHmm, ah, Satoru, youââ you trail off, throwing back your head against the wall, your hands grabbing the washing machineâs edge until your knuckles turn white. âIâll be close, Iââ you babble, and the realization of how much not having sex with him for so long is turning you into a virgin-like. And also, the clenching feeling of your pussy, lips parting and closing around nothing hits you so hard.
You need to cum on his cock.
âSatoru, stop,â you gasp, your fingers snaking gently through his white lock and tugging them carefully.
He stops the moment after your whine reaches his ears â a sound ringing like music to his ear. âBut⊠I havenât made you come yet,â he murmurs, rubbing your clit slowly with his forefinger and middle finger. His cute pout is now begging you to give him grace.
âI want to cum on your dick,â you clarify, leaning in, your lips pressing down a gentle, loving kiss on this beautiful forehead of him.
âYou sure? I havenât stretched you beforehand.â He rises from his former crouching position and holds his sensitive length closer to your core.
âI donât mind, I just want you right now,â you blow out, kissing his free hand.
Satoru blushes â and oh, how can anyone fall in love with this cute little face you want to madly shower with cuddles and kisses? âCan we put it in while I kiss you?â he requests, bringing his lips closer to yours.
You let out a little laugh, pressing a first kiss on his lips. âYouâre so cute.â
But something makes your eyes drop lower, and you feel it. Satoruâs hand holds his shaft enough well to tap the tip and the length below on your core, teasing your squelching cunt.
âCâmon, donât tease me, I want you nâ Ah!â He shuts you down by crashing his lips on yours and sliding himself easily in you, stretching you impossibly wide. âS-Satoru, youâre bigger than usual,â you whimper.Â
Your hands grab his broad shoulder, nails sinking in his compressed black shirt, lips moving on their own to taste yourself on his wet lips. His tender tongue asks to enter you, and you allow him, soft strokes on each otherâs tongue.
Satoru moans in the melting kiss, waiting for you to adjust, and starts gentle back and forth hips moves, hissing through his teeth by the sweet, delicious tightness of yours. âYou feel so good,â he squeals between kisses. âI love you.â
âI love you too.â You gasp, swallowing hard because of the different paces your brain canât focus on â stolen kisses and perfect pounds into you. Itâs so deep, so mastered, that itâs driving you mad and making you see stars.
Breaking the kiss, Satoru wraps his muscled arms around your back and encircles you flush against him, your heartbeat matching with his, and your fingernails slide down his back as you almost lose strength and balance every time his tip brushes against your cervix, etching red scratch marks for sure on his back as soon as he will remove his shirt.
With another buck before pulling out fully, he slides back in and manages to reach your deepest point, making your back arch and cry out. âSatoru, please, Iâm so close,â you whine, wincing because of his hips rocking in you faster and harder.Â
The washing machine sways to the same rhythm, threatening to give way under your weight. Your heavy, ragged breaths fill the air in a kind of steam room. Blood beats at your ears, your gummy walls clenching around his long, big dick without ceasing and have mercy for you.
But as if that wasnât enough, Satoru slides your top off with a swift movement of his hand to free one of your breasts and taste the nipple. He sucks hard, tongue pulling and swirling at the nub like no other. The action makes you roll your eyes, the overstimulation engulfing you like a wave would.
He then uses his head to tease your nipple with a gentle tug, his cerulean-blue eyes captivated by your curve. You squeal, your walls swallowing up his thrusts inside you, tightening more and more until he gives in and takes you back into his arms, but this time with a hand under your thigh to lift it up and enable him to reach an even more precise and deep angle, making you scream out his name.
âBaby, Iâm gonna cum,â Satoru warns you, his Adamâs apple bobbing up and down, and his jaw tense from clenching. âPlease, whereââ
âInside me, Satoru,â you whimper in the hollow of his neck, closing your eyes before the following ride crashes the two of you.
Pussy clenching around his length, you squirt on him with a small cry, and Satoru does likewise, twitching as he grunts and his hips jerk to reach your womb and fill you up with his cum.
Muscles trembling from the aftermath, you pant against him, as weak as after an intense workout. âIâve missed you so much,â Satoru whispers in your ear, in the same state as you. His large, quaking hands stroke your hair, soothing you.
White strings escape from your full, swollen-lipped pussy, the sound of trickling filling the silence of the room.
âI promise Iâll do the laundry, but please, can we have cuddles?â Satoru demands, blinking down at you with puppy-dog eyes.
You rest your cheek on his shoulder and nod, a smile stretching your lips, as you reach out to stroke his cheek.
âOf course, my baby.â
DING DONG.
The ringing of the front door echoes in your ears and a memory pops into your head, slapping you in the face.
âWasnât Suguru supposed to come to borrow the washing machine here because his is broken?â
Satoru froze, flickering his eyes. âHuh?â
a/n: feelin to write something cute and smutty haha! i think writing things easy like this is unwinding me.
see how heâs so cute? đ„č pls God give me oneâŠ
tags: @ssetsuka @zara-zara11 @bearwithmoo @elliesndg @lymsfm @mutsu422 @whathappenedtobees @drippymcdrippison @koshhin @v31v3t
#[azra masterlist]#[dividers by @/saradika]#satoru gojo#satoru gojo x reader#satoru gojo x y/n#satoru gojo x you#satoru gojo fanfiction#satoru gojo smut#satoru gojo fluff#satoru x reader#gojo x you#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x you#gojo satoru#gojo satoru smut#gojo smut#jjk fanfiction#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen fanfiction#jujustsu kaisen x reader#gojo fluff#gojo x reader#jjk smut#gojo satoru x y/n#gojo satoru fanfiction#gojo satoru fluff#jujustu kaisen#gojo x reader smut#jjk fluff
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ౚৠâčËâ â HARD LOVEïŒâ - boys who look like soft doms but in reality love it rough.
contains: smut, fem!reader, hard dom, rough sex, very much implied spanking, daddy usage on himself
notes: my monthly post bc school is like kicking my ass esp with grad coming up... also sry to mentions i ignored lolol i've been going thru it
he'll go easy, it's our first time. you think to yourself. but little did you know he'd be fucking your brains out that night.
"not too- fast!" you squealed into the soft pillow of his bed, clutching onto the sheets for mercy as you found yourself getting fucked face down and ass up on your fourth date.
a breathy laugh echoed through the room along with the sound of repeated skin slapping. his thumb caressing the red hand prints embedded on your soft cheeks, admiring what he had done.
pleasure and pain surged through your body. you knew he was big, but not this big. his cock stretched your pussy out past its limits at this point. like a shoe 3 sizes too small, you'd wriggle, and wriggling, shove your foot in basically... you get the idea.
his length continued to hit your cervix every time he plunged your ass into his pelvis, soliloquies came out of your mouth without question. his neighbors are surely going to complain. he'd thrust into you quick and hard you felt so overstimulated to the point you could barely fathom what was happening.
he stayed silent the whole time, only making groans and huffs from time to time, until he muttered under his breath.
"sweet girl, s' fucking good for daddy."
he fisted your hair, forcing you to look back at the needy expression he had on his face. so vulnerable yet stern. your mouth was ajar as you moaned out meaningless words to him, staring into his shrouded eyes.
you mewled, tightened around his cock, trying to milk out more of that sweet feeling he gave you with every push into your cunt. his dick was lathered in your juices as it went in and out so smoothly. it pressed so harshly against your velvety walls that you could just feel his big vein.
"i- 'm about to-" was all you managed to say. your back arched downward as you scrunched up, satisfaction vibrating everywhere, even your hands. his breath became heavier as he too was approaching.
nothing could replicate the pure euphoria you felt right then.
"oh please, cumming- hard-" you felt his liquid seep into your cunt as you wrung each other dry of any cum that was left, the hot and sticky goodness dripped onto the bedding.
if his dick was this good every time you might as well just marry him already.
#đ„„ â§âË âčâ đđđđ'đ đđđđđđđđ#sinatoru#jjk smut#jjk x reader#haikyu smut#haikyu x reader#haikyuu x reader#yuuta okkotsu#yuuta okkotsu x reader#okkotsu yuuta#yuuta x reader#yuta x reader#jjk yuta#yuta okkotsu#yuta smut#kozume kenma#kenma x reader#kenma#tsukishima kei#megumi smut#megumi fushiguro smut#tsukishima x reader#genshin x reader#genshin smut#choso x reader#choso smut#armin x reader#armin smut
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rafe encourages you to keep riding himâŠ
âââââââââ ౚৠâââââââââ
your mouth open trying to catch your breath, your skin covered in a thin layer of sweat as your movements slowed, your legs numb, and rafe's cock was buried in your pussy. after riding him for what seemed like an infinite amount of time you stopped by sitting on his cock, its tip hitting your cervix, you let out a soft whimper feeling it throb inside you.
you found yourself in this situation because of you. your pussy aching for him, needing to feel his cock inside, begging him all day long for attention and when he finally gave in you thought he was going to fuck you, but instead he let you do all the work. he sat there, his hand barely on your thigh, waiting for you to ride him without giving you any help.
you tried to speak, but nothing that made the slightest sense came out of your mouth. your head already dizzy as you found yourself getting more and more needy wanting to reach your orgasm. rafe looked at you for a few seconds, his eyes half-closed as he felt your pussy tighten around him, âwhat is it?âhe asked you, a cocky smirk on his face.
âi'm tired...â you managed to get out of your slurred mouth, your voice dim and weak as you moved your hips slowly, trying to find a clutch, his cock hard inside you and you desperately wanted to move but couldn't. rafe shook his head as his eyes moved downward, watching the way your pussy was fully sunk on his cock. all day long you had been so bratty, interrupting him as he was doing his work, filling out and reading important forms, begging him that you needed him, his cock, to feel him inside you, teasing him with mischievous touches, and when he had given you what you had been begging him for all day, you werenât even grateful.
stopping after just five minutes, hoping that he would pound himself into you. rafe had figured it out early on, when he had told you that you were going to ride him, that you were not happy about it, a pout evident on your face but you tried not to show it, in the end you still got his cock.
âyou can do it princessâ he incited you starting to lose his patience, the grip of his hand on your thigh tightened slightly, also eager to feel your hot tight pussy sucking him in, but he was determined to let you do all the work, he had to fight against himself not to hammer himself inside you. he knew it was all a plan of your to get him to take charge, but your attitude would not work this time.
rafe wasn't pleased when you didn't respond, the hand he had on your thigh went up slightly, his thumb and forefinger tightened around the soft skin, you let out a grunt of pain as his fingers pinched your skin tightly, âc'mon baby, moveâ he exhaled, his fingers still clenching your skin. you nodded lightly starting to pick up the pace, riding his cock as you threw your head back.
a tear ran down your cheek, ending on your lower lip, the pain of his pinching mixed with the way his cock was stretching you so well, repeatedly hitting your cervix, were enough to push you to the edge. your eyes closed as your mouth was wide open, continuous moans escaped your lips.
âso good baby, takin' it so wellâ he praised you as his fingers let go of the skin of your thigh, a red mark visible on the freshly pinched spot, and within a few hours it would become a nice big bruise. âwasn't that difficult, right?â he said mocking you as his hand tightened around your tit, pinching your nipple between his fingers.
âfuuckâ a big moan escaped your lips as your hands rested on his chest seeking support, your rhythm fast and deep, feeling every vein of his cock pulsing inside you.
âfuck that's right, keep going baby... such a good girl for meâ he praised you as a slap landed on your ass, rafeâs head turned back enjoying the full pleasure of the warm wet walls of your pussy, squeezing and wetting his length.
#rafe cameron#rafe cameron x reader#drew starkey#drew starkey x reader#outer banks#outer banks x reader#x reader#smut
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â WHAT GETS THEM HARD! â
jjk men x f!reader àż MDNI.
á°ăsummary. jjk scenarios on how their dicks get hard ofc
á°ătags. (ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso), nsfw, female anatomy, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, sexting, masturbation, etc.
á°ăa/n. these are just my silly depictions. if u dont agree idgaf lol
SATORU GOJO has the dirtiest mind and the highest sex drive. his pants definitely start feeling a little tighter at the sight of you eating a popsicle or something. specifically in public. he would have no shame in it eitherâcasually forming a smirk on his face and dropping a snarky innuendo about the way youâre eating. âcan you suck me off like that when we get home?â heâd mumble from across the table, his eyes peeking out from the top of his glasses, a smirk plastered on his lips; wet from the constant licking of his tongue. your eyes widen, a small âpopâ sounding from your mouth when you took the frozen sweet out to gasp at the man in front of you. âgojo! are you serious?â youâd yell in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone had heard him. âyouâre right,â heâd sigh, standing up from his chair to reveal the very prominent and very obvious bulge in his pants. âwe should just do it now.â
SUGURU GETO on the other hand is a polite man. like satoru, heâs a real freak in the sheetsâbut not as shamelessly. the littlest things can get him hard for sure, but unintentionally seeing your undergarments would really get him going. like an accidental peek at your panties from under your skirt, or a shirt thats a little too see-through showing off the print on your bra. he wouldnât say anything of course, not right away. you would just be minding your own business one minute and then heâs dragging you towards the bedroom the next. âsugu- what are you-?â you would ask in a confusing tone, craning your head to look at the said man who was now behind youâpushing your stomach up against the countertop; a single hand brought up to grope your breast while the other laid flat against your hip. âyour bra is showing.â heâd let you know blankly; an attempt to distract you while his hand slid itâs way into your pants. you would look down in response to his comment, noticing that your bra was in-fact showing like he said. unfortunately for him, you also already noticed the hardon pressed against your back.
TOJI FUSHIGURO gets hard from eating pussy. simple as that. he will get embarrassingly sloppyâjuices coating his face and dripping down his chin, loving every second of it while his cock slowly grows harder. emphasis on grows. and if you think for a second that he does it for your pleasure, think again. this man will eat you out purely for his enjoyment only. his eyes are closed and his hands are squeezing at your thighsâlegs thrashing uncontrollably from the uncomfortable pressure in his pants thatâs about to come undone. âtoji- let me help you.â youâd beg with a whimper, dragging your hand from the top of his head down to his cheek when you noticed the constant shuffling of his legs and the crease in his eyebrow. heâd laugh darkly, the breathy snicker creating a hum between your core that made a whine escape from your lips. âim fine mama,â heâll say cockily, pulling a hand away from your leg to undo his zipper. âill cum soon, you donât gotta do ânun.â
CHOSO is a needy guy. his face will turn red at a simple flirty textâbut send him a slutty pic and he might just cream his pants. fully naked or dressed in lingerie, his favorite or not, he will definitely feel some pressure down below. he might ignore you for a while, uncertain on how he should reply; if heâs even able to. âfuck- couldnât wait till i got home, could you?â heâd whine quietly, trying his best to keep his voice down from the bathroom of his office job; one hand holding the phone up to his ear while the other rushed to unbuckle his belt. âsorry cho,â youâd apologize from the other line, voice rather faint as you posed for another picture to send him. âwhen are you coming?â you ask doubtfully just as his phone vibrates with another notification from your contact. ânow- im cominâ now baby.â he replies with a huff, phone almost slipping from his ear. âreally!?â you try to clarifyâmuch more excited than the first time. âno, i mean im cumming. right now.â
#my goofy ahh side coming out with the choso one#THIS TOOK FOREVER#toji x reader#toji smut#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#gojo x reader#gojo smut#geto x reader#geto smut#choso x reader#choso smut#jjk scenarios#jjk x reader#jjk men x reader#jjk smut#isamoa#jujutsu kaisen smut
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GOJO SATORU: ââ CAN I PUT YOU ON HOLD? ââ
.àłàż he picks up the phone in the middle of fucking you. NSFW
contents: fem!reader. cunniligus, lil' bit of dirty talk and more... i'm too tired to type it all out </3
author's note: idk personally i wouldn't take that.. but i guess i would if it was satoru. anywaysss enjoy
satoru's a busy man â balancing his responsibilities as a teacher and as a sorcerer is no easy task, but he finds a way to make it work.
anyone who's known him for longer than a minute can easily tell that satoru's committed to his line of work. as much as he complains about it, the truth is that it's one of his top priorities. maybe even the first one.
and you get a taste of just how devoted satoru is when he picks up the phone in the middle of fucking you.Â
"hello?" satoru cooes, eyes focused on your indignant expression as he holds a finger to his lips. "yeah, i'm free to talk. what is it?"
"free to talk?" you mouth at him incredulously. satoru replies with a wink and grins, enjoying the show. you're still pinned underneath him, bedsheets haphazardly strewn across your body, and satoru savors the sight of you all needy and pouty.
"yeah, take your time," satoru says amusedly to whoever's on the other side of the phone after a moment. when you reach up and swat satoru's chest indignantly, he uses his free hand to pin your wrists above your head, a clear warning in his eyes.
after a couple of mhm's and of course's, the conversation still isn't over. your patience is waning â who is satoru to just stop in the middle of fucking you to pick up a phone call and say that he's free to talk?
you try to distract yourself by thinking about the mindblowing sex you were having just minutes ago. the longing, glassy stares; the red scratch marks down satoru's back; and of course you couldn't leave out the words.
"fuck, you're taking me so well, sweetheart." "atta girl, you're a natural slut, aren't ya?" "your pussy was made to be fucked by me, wasn't it?"
how did that turn into "yeah, make sure the higher-ups know about this, otherwise they'll give me hell for it. mhm"?
after another bland minute, satoru rolls off of you and sits up with his back against the headboard, sheets falling to expose everything from his waist up.Â
you whine in impatience, glaring at him like a sullen child. satoru basically just edged you â one second you're about to get to best orgasm of your life, the next you're forced to watch your boyfriend chat on the phone nonchalantly as if he wasn't just moaning your name like a slut three minutes earlier.
satoru shoots a glare at you and pats his lap, pressing a finger to his lips as a reminder to stay quiet.
well then, he shouldn't have picked up the phone in the middle of fucking you.
you scoot yourself into his lap, purposefully positioning yourself so that your pussy just barely rubs against the head of satoru's still-dripping cock.
it's so worth it when you hear satoru inhale a sharp breath and start to squirm under you, somehow both trying to push himself inside but also trying to inch himself away. it's like he can't decide, but the way his face flushes red speaks volumes.
his voice is breathier than normal as he squeezes his watery eyes shut. "yeah yeah, that's perfect. you mind if i put y'on hold for a sec? alright, thanks."
you glance over at satoru as he retracts the phone from his ear and puts it on mute. not even a second later, he's back on you, manhandling you into a position where he can comfortably eat your pussy, a cheeky smile on his lips.
"you think you're so fucking funny, don't ya?" satoru cooes, looking up at you as he eats you out sloppily. a mixture of his saliva and your essence drips down his chin, and the lewd sounds slipping from his lips are pornworthy. the wail that slips out of your lips when satoru bites down on your thigh hard enough to leave a mark is anything but appropriate, especially when he presses his lips back to your pussy and laughs in the middle of tonguefucking you.
"fuck, you're so lucky my phone's on mute right now," satoru groans, still buried in between your thighs. "god, if my old man could hear you nowâ"
"your dad's on the other end of the phone?!" you gasp, swatting satoru's head and frantically reaching over him to check if the phone was actually on mute â knowing satoru, it could've just slipped his mind. intentionally.
satoru scowls, muttering a reminder for you to stay still while he eats his dessert before rolling his eyes and grumbling "what does it matter?"
"uh, that's embarrassing!" you whine. when satoru nudges his nose against you again, you reluctantly spread your thighs for him so he can continue his meal. satoru mumbles a thanks, but he doesn't respond beyond that.
"satoru!"
"what??"
"don't you have to finish your call?"
satoru sticks out his bottom lip, fixing his cerulean eyes on you and pouting. "you were just complaining about the call and now you want me to go back??"
"it's your dad, satoru," you groan, pushing his shoulders away from your legs and ignoring his protests. "you don't get any more pussy until you finish that damn call."
"i hate you."
"love you lots, baby."
satoru sighs dramatically and unmutes the call, not bothering to respond to his dad's questions with answers longer than a word or two. after another minute of this, his dad finally hangs up and satoru lets out an elated cheer.
he turns to you with a mischievous smirk.Â
"now, where were we?"
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A bunny hybrid reader that notices a male fox hybrid following them and watching from a far. Naturally you get nervous cause foxes prey on bunnies! But it turns out heâs very shy and wants to court a cute chubby bunny but doesnât know how to. Maybe heâs also a soft dom with praise kink? đ€
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warning: chasing(slight predator/prey?), breeding, praise kink
You had felt eyes on you since the moment you entered the forest you usually collected herbs from. It wasnât exactly unusual to feel watched considering many other hybrids called the forest home⊠but today it felt⊠different.
You spotted a fleck or red, the shade making your fight or flight kick in.
Instantly you began sprinting, dropping your basket and booking it back to your cabin. You didnât dare turn around, your poor heart racing as your fluffy bunny ears picked up the sound of running behind you.
âW-wait!â
You cried out in fear at the sound of your pursuer calling for you to stop, shaking your head. âN-no, go away!â
You reached your home, quickly locking your door and peering out the peep hole as your fluffy cotton tail twitched nervously.
There was a fox hybrid outside on your porch, sniffing the air and rubbing his face against every surface he could⊠was he leaving his scent there for later?
âPlease come out⊠Iâm not going to hurt you, I just want to talk.â
This happened nearly every day for a month. The fox chased you, nearly running you over before you got into your cottage at the end of the day.
That was until you werenât fast enough.
The fox had been studying the way you move, when you took the shortest of breaks to catch your breath, and when you quickened your pace again to get away. Bunnies were masters at escaping⊠but foxes were very smart.
You knew something was different this time. Call it instinct, call it just coincidence, but you noticed that he wasnât running after you as fast as usual⊠and his eyes were following your every movement the entire time.
Like he already knew he was going to catch you⊠it was just a matter of time.
You were too slow as you turned a corner, slipping on some pine straw and crashing to the ground. In seconds he was on top of you, and all you could do was close your eyes and hoped he killed you quicklyâŠ
But his jaws never closed around your neck. After a few moments of silence, you opened your eyes to see him butting his head against you affectionately, his tail swaying behind him.
His eyes were half lidded, staring down at you with infatuation and adoration.
âIâve finally got you, little bunny.â
He was absolutely glued to your side now, clinging tightly to you as you hesitantly made your way home. The fox seemed absolutely smitten, sometimes softly nipping at your fluffy ears or neck, startling you.
âSo pretty⊠you smell so, so goodâŠâ
After dinner he curled up with you, his fluffy tail swaying as he kept rubbing his scent on your neck. Could he tell that you were close to your heat? Is that why he had become interested in you?
âIâve wanted you for so long⊠youâre cute and just the softest thing Iâve ever seen⊠but itâs hard approaching a bunny when youâre a fox.â
Your cheeks heated up as he pressed against you, your cotton tail wagging furiously when his bulge rubbed against your clothed cunt.
It wasnât long until your next heat cycle, and it was clear that he knew it too. He continued to purr as he grabbed hold of your hips, guiding your bunny cunt over his bulge slowly.
When you let out a stifled whine, he smiled, giving your soft bunny ear a nibble. âMmm, thatâs a good girl. Youâre so soft and pretty, let me take care of you, sweetheartâŠâ
Within seconds he had your panties off, his fingers stretching your whole. As they pumped in and out of you, his lips met yours in a needy kiss.
His tongue explores your mouth, entangling with yours. It was hard to think with all these new sensationsâŠ
âCome on, bunny⊠lemme see that pretty pussy of yours, hmm?â
You shyly opened your legs, and he moved to position his cock at your entrance. At this point you were whining and bucking your hips, ready to be mated.
It was reassuring when he held onto your hand as his cock sunk into your fat bunny cunt, his face burying itself into your neck.
âF-fuck, so good⊠godâŠâ
His grip on your hips tightened, the soft flesh warm against his hand. Heâd never had something so soft and cute underneath him⊠you were amazingâŠ
It felt too good, his cock was rubbing and touching all of the best spots, making your clit throb. As soon as he noticed, he moved his hand to rub circles around your clit while he picked up speed.
As he fucked into you, whining into your neck, he said the cutest things.
âI love you⊠love you so much, so fucking prettyâŠâ he blubbered, his teeth grazing against your neck before he bit you.
âG-gonna⊠gonna knock you up, okay? Gonna be my cute little mateâŠâ
Those words had your walls fluttering around him, your toes curling as the two of you came together.
After coming down from your respective highs, he became a bit shy again, giving your cheek a tentative lick. âYou did well, pretty girlâŠâ
You simply butted your head against him affectionately, returning his soft purrs.
Now, you had a mate, a sweet one at that. You didnât have to worry about other bunnies bothering you when a fox called your cottage home.
âââââââ
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He Feels Safe With You â Azriel x Reader
Summary: Azriel's sleeping habits begin to worry you, but after a conversation with Cassian, you realize you've misinterpreted the entire situation.
Warnings: Major fluff. Like tooth-rotting sweetness. Sleepy Az.
Author's note: I should be sleeping because I have work tomorrow but instead I've chosen to write this oneshot and I have no regrets.
It was starting to become a problem now.Â
You cocked your head to the side, cradling a cup of tea in your hands and watching Azriel as he continued to sleep soundly in your bed. You had the windows cracked open and the early Autumn breeze swirled indoors with the scent of lavender, bergamot, and the strawberry jam youâd slathered over your toast. You checked the time once again on the glossy marble clock face. The arrow-shaped hour hand clicked ever closer to 11am, the minute hand close to overtaking its competitor.Â
10:55am and Azriel was still asleep.Â
The sheets clustered loose and low around his waist, mimicking the curling of his shadows up and down the ridges of his spine and across the delicate membrane of his wings. His wings hung loose and relaxed, stretching off the edges of your bed and caressing the floor with a loverâs touch. You blushed at the sight. When you and Azriel had first started courting each other three years ago, youâd thought through the mechanics of housing an Illyrian warrior in your bed â should you buy a new bed frame and mattress? Did you even have space for it in your apartment? The answer had been no to both, and yet Azriel loved when your daytime activities ended here instead of at the townhouse. If he cared about having to walk sideways to avoid the bookshelves in the halls or having to crouch to avoid the overhang above the staircase, he didnât mention it.Â
Three hours ago youâd woken up beneath the gentle weight of his wings, untangled yourself from Azrielâs greedy limbs, and crept down the stairs to your kitchen, bleary eyed but well rested. But that was three hours ago! Since then youâd brushed your teeth, washed your face, and eaten breakfast, and still the Shadowsinger hadnât stirred. You were beginning to question whether he truly was the Spymaster of the Night Court as you sat in your velvet chair and admired your lover. You traced all the subtle movements of his body as he muddled through dreams you could only wonder at â the creasing of his brow, the slack line of his lips as he breathed, the twitching of his fingertips as he reached for some phantom object.Â
The clock struck eleven and you sighed, gathering your plates but leaving Azrielâs pile of toast, butter, and honey alone. You also left the teapot and its mismatched cup, blowing magic over its lid in a silent command to keep its contents hot until Azriel awoke.Â
âIâll be down in the shop,â you whispered to his shadows, trusting that they would relay the message when their master finally decided to grace the daytime with his presence.Â
One by one, shadows slipped off Azrielâs skin, curling around your ankles and wrists in a silent plea to stay. You shook them off like one might a needy child, promising youâd only be two floors down.Â
The artistsâ corner in Velaris was an eclectic array of compact townhouses, each outwardly dressed in their unique, dazzling finery. Your townhouse was squished between a painting studio and a luthierâs. The painting studioâs owner seemed intent on changing the color of the wooden sidings every other day and the drawings scribbled over the windows every other week. Today it was periwinkle blue to match the hydrangeas overflowing from the window boxes.Â
You nodded in approval as you flipped the apothecary sign over from âMuch apologies, please try another timeâ to âYouâve caught us! Weâre open!â The blue would match your tulip yellow sidings and the clean white accents of the luthierâs. Last week it had been red and that had looked gods-awful.Â
You busied yourself in the shop, crushing up lavender and herbs and boiling mugwort in fire-stained glassware in between flurries of customers until the medicinal stench in the air grew thick and strong. You were used to it by now. It smelled clean. Like home.Â
You were finishing tying up a bundle of teabags when Cassian came in carrying a sturdy wooden box under one arm like it weighed five pounds instead of fifty. You snapped out the wrinkles of a cloth bag, dropping the teabags and five vials of sleep serum for the nightingale-winged nymph in front of you.Â
âFour feathers and three strands of hair, as we bargained for,â you said, sliding the bag across the counter.Â
The nymph nodded in approval, extending out a wing and shoving her fingers into the pillowy softness. She tested for loose feathers ready to pull.
âYouâre a godsend, Y/n, has anyone ever told you that?â She pulled out three feathers, closed her wing, and started testing the feathers on the other side. âFinniganâs was asking me for ten. Ten! Can you believe that? If I hadnât found you in time Iâd have been reduced to a plucked chicken.â She was much less precious about her mousey brown hair and yanked out three strands at random. âOops, you get an extra strand today,â she sang, dropping the feathers and hair into the jars you held out.Â
âWell itâs a good thing you found me then, Moricka.âÂ
âHonestly! I understand heâs got a large studio space heâs renting in the thick of the Palace, and even I will admit the ambiance is rather professionalââÂ
Cassian raised his brow, a smirk tugging at the corners of his scarred lips as he continued to stand motionless in the doorway. It was true your space was more⊠homey than Finniganâs, but your expertise shined in intimate spaces. You liked the control and the familiarity that came from running a smaller business and you wouldnât give it up for the world.Â
âBut I do think the success is getting to his head. You both studied under Lady Madja so I donât see whyââÂ
You nodded absentmindedly. It was always like this with Moricka. The songbird in her made it difficult for her to stop talking, but at least her voice was pleasant.Â
She threw her hands up in the air before finally catching wind of another presence in the room. Cassian waved at her with a wink and an orange blush creeped onto her full cheeks. He tended to have that effect on fae with his towering size and the wild beauty of his chiseled jaw and smattering of scars over his cheeks and brow.Â
âOh⊠oh dear, I didnât realize you had another customer. Oh my goodness Iâve been talking your ear off all this time and youâve been too kind to say anything. Youâre a godsend, Y/n. A godsend! I donât know what I would do without you, although I should really be letting you go now.â She grabbed her things and sidestepped the range of Cassianâs wings, trying and failing now to gawk. âIâll see you soon enough again Iâm sure.âÂ
âIâll be here.â You sighed in relief when the doorbell rang behind her petite frame, the inoffensive smile you offered all your customers sliding off your face like oil on water. Cassian chuckled, dropping the box onto the countertop with a dull thud.Â
âLong day?âÂ
You pulled out a stepstool and began rummaging around through the box, pulling out jars of squid ink, bark trimmings, buttons, and one particularly nasty jar containing a large eye suspended in yellow goo. âItâs not even three.âÂ
âDid I stutter?â
You tapped the glass and the eye swiveled around to look at you, pupil enlarging and constricting with a stutter. âYes, yes very good,â you muttered your praise and Cassian fought hard not to shiver. He had a stomach for a great many things, but some of the specimens you handled tested his resilience.
âThank you for bringing all of this. Youâve saved me a great deal of trouble.âÂ
âPerhaps you could do the same for me and tell me where my brother is? Iâve been looking for him all day.â Cassian leaned forward on the counter, a mischievous glint in his eye. âAre you holding him hostage, Y/n? Are you using your feminine powers to bring the poor male to his knees? I must admit, I didnât imagine you as the kind capable of kidnapping. Or shadow-napping, shall we say?â
You rolled your eyes. âIâm hardly holding him hostage.â You gestured down the hallway past the bookshelves and the cases of empty glassware where the light from the staircase glowed like an iron eye. âHeâs upstairs sleeping.âÂ
Cassian furrowed his brows, stepping around and past you. He kept his wings tucked closer to his shoulder blades, careful not to upset the cramped organization you maintained in your shop.Â
He smirked. âStill? Are you sure you didn't work your feminine powers last night?âÂ
You glanced out the store window. A few fae lingered outside the coffee shop across the street clutching takeaway boxes against their chest as they chatted and sipped their drinks. The street was otherwise empty. For now, you wouldnât have to deal with any customers.Â
You looked back at Cassian. âI actually wanted to ask you about that.â
His brows furrowed. âAbout feminine powers?â He'd meant that as a joke.
âGods, Cassian let that go.â You wrung your hands. âI wanted to ask if Azriel was alright? Has he seemed⊠normal to you?â
âI donât know, has he?â Cassian lowered his voice, sinking into one of the stools by the clear glass medicine cabinet. âFrom what I can tell he seems well. Happy.âÂ
Although happy was an understatement. Ever since youâd stumbled into their lives with Madjaâs accolades and your wry humor, Azriel had been a goner. Youâd pulled emotions from him as deftly as a spinster with a pile of wool, reduced him to a reverential, lovesick mess, and imbued his existence with a color not even Feyre could mix up. Which made it all the more confusing why you looked so nervous.
âYouâve seen more of him than I have, Y/n.â Cassian said. He braced his elbows against his knees, turning serious. The faint bags under his hazel eyes hinted at sleepless nights spent fussing over Neera. It was their fault really, any daughter of Nesta and Cassian was destined to be restless and particular.
âHe just⊠heâs been sleeping more. Falling into bed early, but waking up late. Sometimes weâll be reading together or just existing side by side and when I turn to face him, heâs dead asleep on the couch.âÂ
Cassianâs lips twitched, slowly stretching into a smile. You plucked a hemp bag off one of the wall shelves at random, tossing its contents into a mortar and beginning to grind just so you could have something to do with your hands.Â
âAt first I brushed it off, but itâs gotten to a point where Iâll be talking to him â mindless things, but regardless â and Iâll catch him dozing off. Heâs always very apologetic after but IâŠâ The mortar and pestle clattered to a stop. âI worry that heâs growing bored of me. Or that heâs sick in a way I canât help.âÂ
âY/n.â There was a smile in Cassianâs voice, and indeed when you looked at him, his teeth were glistening in the soft afternoon haze. His eyes shined knowingly, as if the answer were obvious.
You paused. âYes?â
âHe feels safe with you.âÂ
You blinked once. Twice.Â
âPardon?âÂ
Cassian tipped back in his seat, knocking his head against the cabinet with a rattle of jars and glass as he laughed. âHeâs sleeping so much because he feels safe with you. Itâs probably why he prefers to spend time here instead of at the townhouse and why heâs still dead asleep while weâre sitting here gossiping about him. Three years ago you couldnât even whisper his name in a crowded room without him appearing from the shadows as if summoned.âÂ
You felt heat rise in your cheeks. âOh... I see.âÂ
Cassian was grinning. âY/n, I promise you heâs not bored of you. Azriel sleeping is a good thing. The gods know he could use more rest. I think he might be the worst of us when it comes to taking care of ourselves.âÂ
Something about Cassianâs words had a crack splintering in your chest. You knew about his past. You knew of the horrors burned into the ruined skin of his hands and the weight his duties deposited on his shoulders.
And here youâd been worried over him sleeping past noon.Â
Shadows slipped down the stairs, pooling around your feet in a neat circle and kissing the exposed skin of your ankles. Azriel followed closely behind, still wearing his rumpled hair and pants and a shirt heâd hastily shoved his neck and arms into. He hadnât even buttoned up the slits below his wings, opting to let the fabric swing free and loose and expose flashes of skin as he walked.Â
He jutted his chin out in acknowledgement of Cassian and then folded himself over your back, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist and dropping his face into the crook of your neck where he breathed in the scent of lemon and lavender and medicine.Â
âYou werenât there when I woke up,â he said, frowning. There was a slur to his words.
âItâs past three, brother.âÂ
Azriel snapped his head up in surprise, squinting at the window and the afternoon sunlight streaking in. The pale cobblestones shone like theyâd been drenched in honey.Â
âWhat?âÂ
Cassian rolled his eyes, patting Azrielâs back fondly and mussing up your hair before walking towards the door. He flipped the sign from âYouâve caught us! Weâre open!â to âMuch apologies, please try another time.âÂ
âGoodnight, you two!" He called from over his back. "Remember weâre meeting at Rhysâs for dinner tonight.â He turned, bracing his arms against the top of the doorway and leaning forward like he meant to share a secret. â8pm sharp. Donât be too late or weâll get the wrong idea about what you two are up to.â He winked, then whistled down the street, letting the door close on its own behind him.Â
Azriel sighed, going back to nuzzling his face in your neck. He peppered the sensitive skin there with kisses.Â
âWill you be coming back upstairs then?â He murmured hopefully. "Now that you're finished with work?"
You bit your lip and decided rather quickly that the world would not end because you closed a few hours early.Â
You led him up the stairs, past the kitchen and living room on the second floor, and then up to the third floor â your bedroom. The window was still open, the hustle and bustle of the city and the smell of coffee from across the street wafting in. Steam no longer poured from the lip of the teapot, so you knew Azriel had had something to drink, and where youâd left toast on his plate this morning lay only crumbs.Â
Azriel dropped to his knees, untying your laces and helping you out of your boots. Then he straightened and tugged at the belt loops of your trousers, silently asking for permission before unbuttoning them and sliding them off your legs. Your shirt, then his shirt, and then his trousers joined the pile of crumpled clothing on the floor.
He gently pushed you back onto the bed, falling face first after you with a sigh. This was his favorite position to sleep in â you comfortable on your back and him laying with his hips slotted in between your legs and his head resting over your heart.Â
You sank your fingers into his velvety, black hair. His hums of satisfaction flowed through your body, lighting every nerve with a comforting buzz.Â
âAzriel?â You asked him, before sleep could finally claim him once more.Â
âHmmm?âÂ
âDo you feel safe with me?âÂ
He pressed his face further into the soft flesh of your chest, bringing his arms up and around your waist before allowing his wings to do the same. The thin membranes glowed red as hot coals, blocking out the most offensive rays of light from outside.Â
âWhen I am with you, I forget that I was ever that boy whose hands got burned. When I am with you, the hundreds of years I spent feeling alone and worthless in this world melt away into nothing. When I am with you â when I am in this place that smells and feels so strongly of you â I can imagine a future that is good and pure and perfect.â He sighed deeply, seemingly ignorant to the pounding of your heart and the waves of feeling flooding your system. âSo yes, my love â my Y/n â I do feel safe with you.â
âI feel safe with you too,â you murmured. âI love you, Azriel.âÂ
You kissed the crown of his head, earning one last smile and a slurred, âI love you, Y/n,â before his jaw went slack and the room went silent save for the mixing of your breaths and the stirring of shadows.
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jjk men and their red flags
a/n: i'm feeling problematic :> tell me what u think (agree/disagree/add more?) this is all for shits n giggles !! non sorcerer au kinda
kento nanami â (over)protective
but like... to the point where it feels like he's treating you like a child! he doesnt like to see you sweat or even work at all for that matter. he loves it when you cook but has bought covers for all the knifes. if he sees a burn on your hand get ready for a 10 minute long lecture. if you accidentally fall he wont let you get up for atleast 3 days to help you ""heal."" it's almost like he doesnt trust you to take care of yourself :') he probably has like 3 separate first-aid kits everywhere.
suguru geto â emotionally unavailable
i feel like this is explainable to his character (sort of.) i dont think that he'd make you feel isolated at all, he's be an amazing listener and probably memorizes every word you say. he listens to you rant and even trauma dump with insane patience. but at some point it feels as though you hardly know him. he's talk to you a lot but very little of it is personal and you hardly know what he's thinking because his ass is not tell you. he also unintentionally distances himself from people from time to time. this applies to you too and you can feel him getting emotionally distant sometimes. it isnt something he does knowingly but it sure ass hell bothers you.
satoru gojo â very clingy and needy
this nigga. he is so utterly clingy. and at first it's perfectly fine, even appreciated by you. you still love him like crazy of course but it is just overwhelming. he is like a child most of the time, he need you around him and is always accompanying you wherever you go, and he expects you to do the same. he also doesn't believe in "me time" because why would you feel better when you're away from him: (? want to hang out with your friends? what do you need them for: (? he's right there. he is also physically incapable of listening but boy is he good at making up.
toji fushiguro â controlling
he is so controlling omfg. it's usually subtle but sometimes he will outright just say no to things he doesnt like, not caring if you like them. it gets to the point where he actually starts to change your personality. he is very caring and that's his justification for this typa stuff. it is usually harmless stuff but he gets paranoid often. he doesnt let you wear miniskirts out if you're not with him. he doesn't let you befriend people he thinks are into you. he barely lets you buy stuff on your own, he usually gifts you whatever it is youre into at that moment. borderline turned on by fear and you being dependent on him.
choso kamo â has no social life outside you
pretty self explanatory. he doesnt have many friends outside you and isn't interesting in making them either. total loser. so taking him out to events, he probably doesnt interact much and chooses to look at you the entire time, which annoys your friends. he answers their questions pretty bluntly. he's never down to have people over and lowkey hates when you are.
hiromi higuruma â workaholic
also self explanatory. he leaves early, comes home late. you barely see him on the weekdays. sometimes he goes as far as ignoring your calls when in between cases. he calls you periodically but has to have an alarm set to remind him. he loves you very very deeply but is just used to working non stop T_T
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â âđđ â â đđđđđđđđ. all sukuna needs is someone to take care of his needs after a stressful dayâthat someone being you, his favorite concubine.
tags. true form!sukuna x concubine! female reader. smut, angst towards the end. objectification kinda, size kĂnk, p in v -> unprotected, choking (nearly goes wrong), breeding kink, standing doggy, sukuna has two cawks, reader gets called â(little) slut, dollâ. uhh sukuna has cannibal-ish desires.. idk how to explain it.
âyou,â sukuna barges into the dining hall, not batting an eye to all the other women sitting around. his sharp gaze immediately finds yours in-between the crowd. thatâs when you realise that heâs clearly pissed off at someone or something.
everyone freezes and stops eatingâscurrying to politely greet and bow at the king of curses. you do the same after a second of processing his unexpected presence.
sukuna barks a command before you can part your lips to ask a question, âinto my chambers. now.â
the servants and concubines all look on with wide eyes. they know what that means. some are blushing from embarrassment at sukunaâs bold choice of wordsâothers are silently seething with envy because youâre the centre of his attention again.
all eyes are on you as you get up to follow sukuna. youâre nervous yet also somewhat excited. you were unable to walk straight for a few days the last time sukuna looked and sounded that angry.
but, the embarrassment is certainly also present. especially because everyone knows what the mighty sorcerer and his concubine are going to be up to for the upcoming hours.
âstrip,â sukuna firmly says the second you enter his room. youâre used to his distant, rushed behaviour at this point, so you comply. you undo all robesâleaving you completely bare in front of him.
sukunaâs canine teeth show as he grins at the welcoming sight. he steps towards you, his rough hands coming up to fondle your body. he squeezes and fondles your soft flesh with surprising care, âmhmm. this âs all i needed.â
it isnât long before your small body is caged against the nearest wall. your breasts are squished by the cold concrete, your hands the only thing keeping your balance. your fingernails hurt because of you repeatedly scratching the wall.
âi know yâ can get louder than that,â sukuna hisses and sinks his sharp canines into your shoulder. heâs splitting you open, his thick cock dragging along your velvety walls with a purpose. the king of curses unapologetically draws a bit of blood from your flesh, âtskâmoan like the fuckinâ slut you are.â
and you do as told. your voice gets so loud to the point that itâs embarrassing, but you canât care less. your insides are begging sukuna to continueâto not stop until theyâve turned into mush. until theyâre painted white with loads and loads of thick and slippery cum.
âthaâs it, doll,â sukuna huffs as his tongue licks over the bite mark he left on your shoulder. his eyes flash a dangerous red at the sight. heâs doing all he can to suppress the urge to eat you up.
literally.
heâs got this aching carnal desire to devour you. to consume you like itâs his last meal on earth. sukuna canât stand it, though he tries his best. youâre an interesting human; the reactions you elicit from him are strong. like no one has been able to do so before.
âneed more, my lord,â you beg between interrupted moans. youâre drunk on pleasure, oblivious to the fact that sukuna is fighting off his inner demons. youâre obsessed with the way his hips roughly slam against your ass. your body is on fire, âmoreâmore, fnghhh, more!â
all four of sukunaâs hands tighten around your hips and waist. he squeezes you until you feel his nails painfully dig into your skin. youâre making it so hard for him; acting this needy, begging him to ravage you and claim your cunt, mind and soul.
âlost yâr fuckinâ manners, hm?â sukuna grumbles and slaps your ass as punishment, âbeg properly.â he spreads your asscheeks after that, squishing the plump fat in attempt to withstand his own sick thoughts.
you look delicious. your dripping pussy thatâs wetting both his cocks looks delicious. your body that is much smaller compared to his looks powerless and. . . delicious.
ââm sorryâplease, pleaseee!â you mewl, eyes rolling back into your skull. youâll never get tired of being pounded until youâre unable to think or talk properly. itâs even better with sukuna, his two cocks are enough to keep you stuffed and satisfied for nth amount of time.
your breath hitches as you feel your feet being lifted from the floor. your legs dangle in the air as sukuna readjusts his grasp on your body so he could support you up against the wall. the new angle heâs fucking you in only increases all the pleasure.
youâre not sure if you can even keep up with him at this point. youâre brainlessly allowing him to position your body however he sees fit.
âshittt, yeah,â sukuna nearly salivates at the sight of your small body accepting its fate. youâre either super easy to please, or heâs just good at what heâs doing. no matter which one it isâsukunaâs making sure that youâre not going to be able to walk after heâs done.
he plunges his upper cock in and out of your wet cunt. each thrust is different than the one before, the pace quickening before slowing down again. heâs clearly teasing you and thatâs exactly what drives you crazy.
âmy lordâmmh! so deep,â you hiccup, nearly crying because of how many times sukuna hits that sweet spot deep inside your leaking pussy. your brain has shut down and all you can focus on is his thick cock thatâs making you moan uncontrollably.
sukuna curses under his breath. youâre so desperate and it makes him want to do unspeakable things. he wants to have you all to himself. he doesnât know what that overbearing emotion is and itâs frustrating him to no end.
the king of curses only increases his pace after that. he attempts to decrease the flow of thought inside of his mind by pounding you harder. your entire body is trembling and jolting back and forth in place, every thrust of his is met with a loud moan of yours.
âquit whining ân just take it,â sukuna pants, not paying mind to your jumbled up sentences. thereâs no need for words, his current and only goal is to make your cunt overflow with his cum. if he canât claim you in an inhuman way, heâll resort to mark your insides, so no man even thinks of speaking or touching whatâs his.
you can feel the passion behind sukunaâs thrusts. youâre still not over the fact that heâs using you like a ragdoll to get himself off. but, it also feels insanely good at the same time. you nod and nod, wanting to satisfy each of sukunaâs desires.
âiâll let âem know,â the king of curses groans once he feels you involuntarily squeeze his upper cock. his lower cock slides between your thighs, back and forth, getting its own stimulation. sukuna finishes his sentence with a guttural grunt, âiâll let everyone know yâr mine ând mine only.â
heâs serious about this. his hands squeeze your form and you moan at the act of ownership. by the increase of his harsh thrusts, you can tell that heâs close. close to dumping his hot load into your cunt and breed your womb full of him.
sukuna canât get the image out of his head. you, fully bred, by no one else but him. how youâd walk around the estate with his cum pooling between your legs. the other concubines are going to seethe the second they smell his scent on youâ something they can only dream of.
âtake it â fucking take it,â sukuna gets more aggressive with the second. he yearns for a release, one that will destress him. though the closer he gets to his climax, the more those carnal desires threaten to take over.
you squeal as you feel one of sukunaâs hands wrap around your neck. he squeezes your throat until youâre gasping for air. you donât know whatâs suddenly got into him, but youâre too far gone to care.
you can hear him growling in your ear from behindâhis hips not stopping even as you reach your own orgasm. you curl your fingers around sukunaâs wrist, trying to loosen his grip around your throat before you lose consciousness, âm-mmhhh, canât breathe.â
your sobs echo throughout the chambers. your climax leaves you spasming in sukunaâs grasp, your cunt feels like itâs on fire as it continues being overstimulated.
sukunaâs too far gone as well. you can feel drops of his drool fall on your bare back. his red eyes are wide, looking down at you like youâre his meal for the day. figuratively, you are. though the king of curses has a desire that urges him to take it literally.
âr-ryo, please!â
itâs only then that sukuna snaps back to his usual self. hearing you call him by that nickname you created both calms him down and turns him on. he loosens the grip on your throat and instead presses you harshly against the wall with one final thrust.
he spills all his heavy balls have stored into your cunt. your pussy floods with his potent seed, the sticky fluid easily finding its way into your womb. you whimper at the warm feelingâsukuna always cums so much. literal buckets.
you can feel the same sticky feeling on your thighs, as well as on the wall after his lower cock spurts out ropes of cum too. you feel yourself being lowered to the floor and you lean against the hard surface to catch your breath.
you take a look over your shoulder and see how sukunaâs eyes are partially hidden behind his sweaty bangs. thereâs a dark aura surrounding him, though it slowly disappears the more he calms down.
his hands are still holding your body in place, not ready to let go of you. his upper cock softens up inside of you and youâre unsure of what to do. the silence - except for the heavy breathing - makes you question if you did something wrong.
âsomething the matter, my lord?â you ask between faint gasps. sukuna doesnât answer you and instead lets go of your body, pulling himself out of you right after.
if he keeps himself inside of you, heâll lose it. heâll do something he feels like heâll eventually regret.
âget dressed,â sukuna commands harshly. he doesnât even look at you anymore. he simply pulls the robes over his body again and covers himself. youâre confused, but you do as told either way.
youâre shaking as you fix your undergarments before pulling your kimono over your body again. youâll fix your make up and disheveled hair later. first, you need to figure out why sukunaâs acting so cold.
sure - heâs always been like that, aftercare and affection was never really his forte - but itâs somehow worse today. once youâre done dressing up, you obediently stand in front of sukuna, looking up at him like youâre expecting another command.
this is usually the moment where you can just relax in his chambers until you fall asleep or until youâve calmed down. though, today felt off. youâre uneasy by the tension in the air.
the oblivious look in your eyes nearly makes the king of curses pounce on you. youâre so oblivious to whatâs going on in his mind. the images that flash through his mindâof you underneath him as he claims your flesh and bones.
your soul. your heart.
âget out,â sukuna hisses. he does not need to spend another second with you in his personal space. no good will come out of it anyway. he can smell himself on you and itâs triggering those same urges that he was fighting off just moments ago.
he longs to sink his teeth in every part of your flesh. to eat you whole like itâs his right.
he clenches his fists and moves to sit on the edge of his bed. to you, sukuna looks mad. perhaps a bit confused with how heâs feeling. he still doesnât understand why heâs having such strong feelings towards you.
he yearns to claim ownership over you in more ways than one.
you gulp and know that sukuna is not to be messed with when heâs like this. even if you donât realise why, you simply nod and bow at him before walking out of his chambers. not a word has to be spoken.
you close his doors behind you and yet canât seem to move away. youâre unsure of what that last interaction between you two meant.
the look in sukunaâs eyes contained something so primal. no, feral.
you remember how he choked you until you were on the verge of passing out. how he held you like he wanted to possess your every being. how he squeezed your body between his and the wall, leaving you no space to breathe.
you run your fingers over the mark on your shoulder. you hiss; the bite mark stung. it didnât during the moment because of the adrenaline, but now that the effects of the hormone have worn off, you realise just how deep it was. sukuna normally gives you light and small bites, but this one was different.
everything about that passionate session was unusual, overwhelming and⊠primal.
just what in the world was that?
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TEMPEST â jeon jungkook
summary: youâve always considered your life to be more mundane than you would like to admit. it was a constant cycle of the same things over and over again that when you meet jeon jungkook at a bar, of all places, you didnât expect to see just how much he would change your life and those around you. heâs got an air of mystery around him with his charming good looks and a violent past that you slowly begun to unravel when it feels like everything is going perfect.
â genre/au: obsessed!jungkook x college student!y/n [afab, she/her]
â 31k words [đ]
warnings: soft yandere. smut. jk is a little delulu. toxic. manipulation. gaslighting. underground streetfighter by night, gym owner by day. heâs intimidating and a huge asshole to everyone but y/nâhes aggressive but he hides it. calvin klein jk. spoiler: he slutshames ocâs bff but sheâs snakey. depictions of violence [streetfighter, aggressive, he beats a man with a brick deadass, and physically assaults someone]. Heâs not a good guy. dom/sub/switch themes but not intense. rough sĂ«x. multiple rounds. oral [both recieving]. missionary. riding. needy and clingy jk. possessive jk. jk is good at pretending. jk has familial problems. severe abandonment issues. unprotected smĂŒt but also only for one round [they go for two]. oc is aware of his red flags but does oc care?
tempest by deftones
There was something about someone seeming unattainable that always seemed to draw him in the most. Itâs almost like he enjoyed making things harder for himself, like he wanted to make a game of it. Of course it wasnât a good thing for him to do this especially not when it was at the expense of another personâs emotions but he couldnât help it. When someone as beautiful and bright as the person across the bar from him catches his attention, how was he not supposed to want them for himself?
You didnât look shy, maybe just quiet, or mysterious would suit you better. There was a sense of wariness around you that he could spot from a mile away with the gaze you used to eye the crowded bar. Everyone here looked more rugged, a mix of band tees, leather jackets, motorcycle boots and smoke clouding the air. Even the women around were more fit for a place like this with their deep shades of red lipsticks, low-cut tops and tight jeans whereas you seemed to illuminate in a different light.
âWhen you said you wanted to get a few drinks, this isnât what I thought you meant,â you said with distaste as you spotted a reddish-brown stain on the cement flooring of the bar looking eerily similar to washed up blood. It made your fingers tighten around your small handbag and the pink pepper spray you had inside it. You pressed your legs more firmly together, deeply regretting the satin miniskirt you wore and how little it covered you from behind. In your defense, you thought you would be going to a relaxing lounge bar with expensive champagne and servers dressed in suit and tie⊠not some run-down bar on the wrong side of the tracks.
âIt isnât? I couldâve sworn I specified,â your best friend lied with a grin as she took your hand in hers and directed you to the bar, âAnd itâs fine, weâre meeting some guys here tonight and youâll start feeling comfortable soon. Just donât look so prissy, Y/n, you might get robbed.â
âOr worse than that,â you mumbled to yourself as she leaned over the counter without a care of how her tight dress raised from the back and smiled flirtatiously at the bartender. You circled your arms around yourself in an attempt to appear smaller and more closed offâalso hoping to hide the exposed parts of your torso. While she did most of the talking, you took in more of the area with a faint scrunch of your nose, clearly displeased by it all.
It was somewhat small, beer posters and neon signs on the wall. The bar was a long strip filled with scary men with tattoos all looking at you and your friend. There were a few tables here and there, dart boards on one side and a couple pool tables scattered around too. It was technically a one-story building aside from the lofted area that only seemed big enough for another pool table or two and a line of slot machines. The lighting was dim but not dark and maybe thatâs what made it so easy for you to notice the eye contact you made with someone else.
He was⊠intense. He had the structure of someone you would find attractive but the look in his eyes nearly drew you away with just that. It was hard to pull away from it and it made your heart race. It wasnât the look you gave someone on accident, it was purposeful and long, one that demanded to be noticed. He held a pool cue in his hands and was with a group of men you could barely make out but there was no denying he was more focused on you than whatever happened around him.
âYou made it!â A voice cut into the blur of noise that you had tuned out, and suddenly your attention was taken away from the stranger. You looked at the two guys in front of you, brows scrunched with confusion as you studied them. They couldnât have been more opposite from the man you just looked at with their pastel colored button-ups that screamed of years spent in a Fraternity. Still, not the type who would come to a place like this.
âSorry weâre late, I take full blame since I forgot my wallet and had to drive back for it but Iâm here now and Iâm hoping I havenât missed anything,â one of them said to your friend, as he pulled her into a hug and his hand slid down to her waist. Sieun smiled, âNo worries, we havenât been here long anyway.â
She turned to you with her hand pinned to his toned chest and pressed to his side, âY/n, this is Rowoon.â
âHey,â the guy said with a cocky nod of his head before looking at his friend, âThatâs Jisoo, heâs a good buddy of mine.â
You raised an impressed brow but looked at his friend who seemed to have a quieter, more toned down nature that made you feel a fraction less uncomfortable. Maybe he didnât care to be here either.
A familiar whooshing sound followed the movement of his pool cue as he aimed for a solid green number six and watched the ball sink into one of the holes. He couldnât help but smile knowing how close he was to winning and only two more to go. With careful calculation to how he could make it in, he rounded the table looking for the best angle.
Facing the same direction as another earlier occurrence, he looked up for a second, searching the crowd below him with a quick sweep. The light he had found earlier was dimly lit behind a pair of lean shoulders that had his eyes narrowing. The guyâs back was to him and he towered over you obnoxiously that he could barely make you out. You werenât at the bar anymore, now you were tucked away at some far table, smiling at whoever you talked to and he quickly did the math. Your friend and you had suddenly become four, two noticeable pairings that had him wondering if the pretty girl from earlier was taken. If so, how does he go about that obstacle? Does he still take his chances for a little bit of fun?
âHurry it up man, Iâm gonna piss myself already,â his friend, Hoseok, nearly cried as he shook his leg, tightening his grip on his pool cue. Jungkook didnât say anything as he looked at you one more time, eying suspiciously at the sight of your smile disappearing and an awkward glance toward your friend replacing it.
He angled himself with the cue and aimed for a yellow number two before looking over, hardening his gaze as he watched you hold a hand up to the guy as if asking for some distance. He shot the cue without meaning to, and failed to notice how he pocketed the 8 ball too soon and lost.
âWell that was shit,â Namjoon sneered as he pushed off the high table he was leaning against and took Jungkookâs cue from him, âI thought you were better than this.â
Hoseok practically ran to the nearest bathroom as he won the round and Yoongi took his place, âWow, he really is about to pee himself.â
âWhatever,â Jungkook huffed as he looked toward the staircase, âI think Iâm gonna get another drink, go on without me.â
âBring me one,â Yoongi called out but Jungkook was already heading down the steps, shouting back a quick, âGet it yourselfâ, and disappearing.
âBrat,â Yoongi muttered under his breath as he took the small chalk square and rubbed it on the tip of his cue.
âNo, I donât think I owe you anything, actually,â you said with an annoyed sigh as you looked up at Jisoo. What you had hoped would be a somewhat comfortable night quickly turned left when you realized the two guys Sieun invited were nothing but entitled law students wanting to get their dick wet. You should have recognized it sooner, it would have saved you all this time if you just went home instead of following along with your best friendâs ploy.
It had been alright at first but then the drinks became a couple too many and suddenly the nice guy you thought Jisoo was became an arrogant manchild whoâs upset you wonât let him grind against you for a song.
âCome on, donât be such a bitch about it, itâs just dancing,â Rowoon said, apparently attempting to play matchmaker for his best friend to get some tonight too. Your brows raised in disbelief before looking down at Sieun who seemed stunned. She was leaning against him with his arm secured around her waist and she made no move to pull away from him either.
âY/n,â she bit her lip nervously, âYou are acting kind of stuck up, theyâve been buying us drinks all night.â
A scoff left your lips, âBecause they wanted to, Sieun. I never asked nor did I promise anything.â
âWhatever man, itâs not even worth it,â Jisoo said as he looked at his friend, âI knew you were going to have us hang out with spoiled bitches tonight.â
âIs that a way to talk about a someone standing right in front of you?â A deep voice cut in from a couple feet away and it took you all a moment to realize they were talking to Jisoo. You looked behind him at the man from upstairs, throat tightening in surprise by his darker aura up close. He was attractive, godly, and you couldnât deny it when he stood near you now. He looked down at you with that familiar gaze from earlier and only looked away when Jisoo processed his intrusion.
âHey, why donât you turn around and mind your business, bro,â Jisoo said with a scoff. You looked at Sieun with worry but her eyes were trained on the stranger as he glared at Jisoo.
âI canât when youâre shouting out your business for anyone to hear,â Jungkook said with a tight smile, âIt just sounds like you canât handle rejection, bro.â
âIs this guy bothering you?â He asked you in a gentle tone, not caring for the eyes on him as he grew closer to you, âI was just at the bar and I heard some of what he was saying and⊠well, I just couldnât stand by when he disrespected you. I didnât feel like it was right.â
âYo, why donât you fuck off already?â Rowoon asked as he pushed Jungkook by the shoulder, âDonât create a problem where there isnât or I swear Iâllââ
âYouâll what?â Jungkook asked as he stood straighter, âYouâll stick up for your buddy here? Because if thatâs the case I can call a couple of my friends down too and make it a little more fair.â
As if called upon, they looked up to where Jungkook pointed and met Namjoonâs glare. The three were still playing pool but found what was taking Jungkook so long and looked down. You looked up too, mouth dry with anxiety as you turned to Sieun but she seemed intent on sticking to Rowoonâs side. The safest thing to do was to get away from a suddenly messy situation and take your friend home but she was more interested in talking Rowoon down instead.
Jungkook just smiled as he took a step back, âBut thatâs not necessary, I really just wanted to check on if she was alright or not so I can leave you guys alone now.â
You waited for the stranger to head back to the bar to speak and all you could do was call out to your friend. âSieââ
âWhatever, fuck this shit is lame,â Jisoo huffed once the stranger was too far for earshot, âYou guys do what you want Iâm going somewhere else.â
âYeah,â Rowoon said, trying to pry Sieunâs hands off him, âItâs gotten dead here anyway. I got what I wanted so letâs have fun somewhere else.â
âWait for me,â she said giddily and you scoffed. She still wanted to go with them? âSieuââ
âLook, if you donât want to come out with us thatâs fine but Iâm not going to be rejected just because you arenât into your guy,â she rushed to say as she began to walk away from you, âCall Jin, or an Uber and text me when youâre home.â
You looked taken back, surprised by her tone and it had your eyes narrowing with a sense of annoyance. You watched her walk off without you, completely surprised by her audacity to just leave you alone at a place you were clearly already uncomfortable at. You assumed you would be meeting up with others tonight but not somewhere like and not people like those guys. Sieun knew all along what she was dragging you into and wanted to paint you like the problem when you didnât follow along to everything. They called you a bitch for fuckâs sake.
It was obvious what she said had been somewhat of a bluff considering she looked back at you like she still expected you to follow after her. Instead, you stood back looking indifferent to her departure and waited till she was out of sight to let yourself worry.
The spring night air was still chilly, too cold to be outside waiting for an Uber in the clothes you wore and you didnât want to stand out there alone anyway. Your best bet was to wait at the crowded bar and pray no one put anything in your drink or something.
Jungkook was evidently surprised to see you alone out of the blue and sitting on the stool next to his, not bothering to even look his way as you focused on your cell phone. He couldnât help but bite back a smile, thinking of what he should say and how he should say it. You barely reacted to him earlier but that wouldnât stop him from trying. It was all about timing and patience.
âIâm sorry for butting in earlier,â Jungkook said in a gentle tone that drew your attention toward him, âIt wasnât my place at all and I should have just ignored it but I heard them go on for a while and no one was doing anything to stop it and I guess I just acted without thinking.â
You didnât say anything for a moment, simply looked at him as if debating if it was even worth your time to respond. With a polite smile you said, âItâs fine, but thank you.â
âNo problem,â he cleared his throat, âBut uh, you shouldnât surround yourself with guys like that.â
âTrust me I donât,â you sighed, âItâs the first time Iâm meeting them and itâll also be the last. Sorry you got dragged into it.â
âI didnât,â Jungkook said as he looked down at his drink thinking of what to say, âI uh⊠well, I saw you earlier and I guess it was the perfect excuse to talk to you. Does that make me seem like a hypocrite? Here I go trying to save you from being hit on while I wanted to do the same, shit.â
His suddenly shy and flustered demeanor amused you in a way you hadnât expected. His exterior was rough with his tattoos, dark clothing and obvious chiseled body underneath. He also sported facial piercings you rarely get to see in person and he didnât seem like the type to blush yet here he was with red cheeks and a nervous smile. It made you more keen on talking to him, made you feel flattered to leave him in such a state if you were being honest.
âI think I would have preferred if it was you instead,â You confessed, remembering back to the eye content you two held with each other when you first got to the bar. He had definitely taken notice of you from the beginning.
Your response caught him off guard and he had to stop his eyes from trailing down to your lips just to see how they looked when you said it. A smirk threatened to show as he sat straighter, âYouâre making me blush. Iâm Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, I mean.â
âY/n,â you said shortly as you looked at his soft rounded eyes that stared back into your own with curiosity. They were focused entirely on you again, âL/n.â
Y/n.
Y/n.
âSo Y/nâŠâ he swallowed dryly, âI see your⊠friends are gone, what are you going to do?â He sucked in his cheek to keep his expression still as he watched you crane your neck out with an exaggerated sigh. In all honesty, it was the perfect amount of exposure for him to press his lips to your delicate skin and leave a soft trail of kisses in their wake.
He wasnât sure how to explain it, but you were so appetizing like he wanted to have a taste. Just one.
âIâm not sure,â you admitted as you looked down at your phone, âIâve just been waiting for my ride to get here, but I should probably get going now.â
âCan I walk you out?â He asked. All it took was a simple nod of your head for him to be getting off the stool, stretching a hand out to you and helping you down. You took a moment to adjust your skirt that had risen when you were sitting and let him take your hand once more as you walked out.
Itâs so strange knowing that if Jisoo had acted better, there was a chance you would be walking hand and hand with him instead. What was stranger was how your eyes had been on Jungkook at first too.
Eyes followed behind you like they had when you arrived and it made you nervous all over again. There was one thing to know people were looking at you, it was another to know people were glaring at you. Even if it wasnât maliciously it felt like a lot to be stared at in a room you had never been in. Not to mention half of the men here gave you the serious creeps and now that you werenât distracted by conversation, their wandering eyes were more noticeable.
âIâve never seen you here before,â Jungkook stepped back to say into your ear over the loud music, essentially pulling you closer to him, âYou donât look like the type to hang around these parts.â
âIs it that obvious?â You asked, walking a little bit quicker to stay close. He slowed his walk to match yours better and cleared room for you to walk ahead of him as you went on, âAre you?â
âAm I?â He asked with slight confusion before he could fully process what you said and in an attempt to brush it off, he simply said, âEvery now and then if I want something more lowkey.â
The two of you made it out in one piece but the red tesla Uber X that was supposed to pick you up was still a couple minutes away and it was cold. You wrapped your arms around yourself immediately after the cold hit and your teeth chattered loudly that he couldnât help but look down at you. He didnât want to grab you but he didnât want you to freeze either, so he stepped closer so that you nearly touched and tried blocking you from the direction the chilly night air was blowing.
âYou donât have to wait with me, youâre probably cold too,â you said between trembling teeth, nearly jumping in place to warm yourself up. Jungkook just smiled as he looked down at you, âAnd leave you out here all by yourself? No thanks, Iâm feeling fine, youâre the one who looks like you could use some more warmth.â
âIâm fine,â you lied, leaning into him without meaning to and feeling the body heat radiate off of him and cast you with a hint of warmth you desperately needed. If you had forgotten about Sieun ditching you for two guys, you remembered now and very clearly at that. She was probably off having fun and doing what they want while you practically froze outside.
âCome here,â he whispered gently, taking the initiative to just go for it and pull you into his arms. You were hesitant to let a stranger touch you â no matter how attractive he was â but it was just for a short moment while your Uber was a couple blocks away. You tucked yourself into him feeling his hands run up and down your arms as if to offer you further warmth and hugged you close.
You stayed against him for as long as you needed to until your ride was finally pulling up to where you stood and confirming you were their customer.
âGet home safe,â Jungkook told you and without thinking, you pressed your lips to his cheek in a goodbye before getting in the car with a quick âthank youâ thrown his way like it was nothing.
It took Jungkook a moment to bounce back. His face felt flushed and warmer than necessary and he stood at the end of the street watching the red Tesla drive off with his newest infatuation inside it.
âSee, he didnât leave.â
âAye, Jungkook, mind telling us where youâre headed?â Hoseok asked as his friends from upstairs followed him out the club, âThey thought you were ditching us for some chick.â
âWhereâd she go anyway?â Yoongi asked, staring down the direction Jungkook was still facing, âAnd whereâs her little friend? She was cute too.â
He thought about you for days. The very little amount of information he learned the other night played on a loop in his mind and he tried to dissect every little thing as if itâd help get closer to you. He hoped for anything that could fill the space of deep regret. How stupid could he be to not ask for your number?
It was such a rookie mistake and it made him want to gnaw at his skin. He had the chance to try and pursue it further and he had been too distracted by your innocent kiss to think properly. There were so many chances where he couldâve asked for your number but instead he just blanked. And how could he let himself be so distracted?
Heâs hyper aware of his looks and how easy it was for him to charm someone but he never did anything about it. Every now and then he might indulge in time spent with someone else but anytime it started feeling a little too intense for his liking, he would end it quickly. Usually, he didnât have to make the first move and people come to him. It makes it easier to turn them down that way too but he acted on impulse when he cut in. He wanted to get closer and once heâd done that he forgot how to act apparently.
How could he not ask for your number?
âYou nervous?â Namjoon asked as he helped Jungkook wrap his hands with gauze. He was silent while Namjoon worked around him and itâs rare to not see him readying himself for a match. Jungkook could barely hear him speak as he listened to some rock song on full blast through his headphones. His mouth was practically sewn shut with how tight he held his jaw in place and his leg bounced with adrenaline.
When Namjoon freed one of his hands, he knocked the headphones off and looked at his friend, âWhat?â
âAre you nervous?â Namjoon asked again with a smirk this time, âYouâre zoning out on me more than usual.â
âIâm trying to concentrate,â Jungkook said as he looked at his reflection in the dirty mirror of the locker room. The room was ugly green from old fluorescent lights and it reeked of sweaty gym equipment making it feel gloomy. It made him feel dirty.
He thought about you and your pretty outfit, the way it hugged your shape promiscuously in all the right places but also felt shy. Maybe that was part of your charm aside from your strong eye contact. You presented yourself shyly but he had a feeling that wasnât the full truth of it. As if underneath your worrisome exterior, you had enough confidence to not need attention on youâeven when you already have it. At least thatâs what he thought when he saw you down in the crowd for the first time.
You had gone from someone attractive he had caught a glimpse of to someone he wanted to talk to. All you had to do was catch his eyes with yours and you had him thinking about you for days. When you willingly stepped into his arms and kissed his cheek, it had actually made him flustered. It was unexpected and cute, made his heart race just a little. Is that why he couldnât let you be? Was it because his heart raced annoyingly while his head told him to let it go?
Stupid.
He was so stupid to let you go.
âItâs time.â
Namjoon gave him a reassuring pat on his shoulder and the two left the room ready to start. He played with the tape over his eyebrow piercing as he began to feel the slight rush set in when he was readying for a fight. The crowd was loud and cheering on whoever they were betting and most had a tendency to bet on him.
The opponent across from him was taller with broader shoulders and bleached blond spiky hair. He was glaring at Jungkook like he was trying to intimidate him but he just walked onto the mat calmly. The cheers around him grew louder, all chanting his name knowing heâd be taking home another win tonight.
The fight was going to be simple tonight, no eye gouging specifically but aside from that, no rules. He preferred them that way, he could practically do anything he wanted to win and he used everything he had, every time.
Just one, simple round.
âLook, I swear I didn't invite those guys again, plus Jimin is already here,â Sieun promised for the third time tonight as she pulled you closer to the front of the line where security was checking IDâs and taking fees. After nearly a week of ignoring her because of how she ditched you the past weekend, you grew bored of it and when she reached out to you, you responded. She does a lot of things to annoy you but you never care much to stay mad especially after knowing her for a couple years now. You were originally roommates your first year and developed into friends quickly after that.
She's more of a party girl than you are but itâs never bothered you before, even when some of the men she chooses to surround herself around are questionable. In all honesty, you donât know how many friends she has aside from you and Jimin.
âI thought you guys were gonna cancel on me,â your friend said as he met with you two at the front. It was loud with flashing club lights and music that blared through your eardrums. He looked uncomfortable with everyone around but he tried to mask it with a smile.
Like yourself, Jimin rarely chose to go out so you would often find yourselves hanging out while scrolling through Sieunâs many posts of how great her night was. It was a choice and thatâs why he was so hesitant to agree this time around. You practically had to beg him to join after Sieun begged you to come along too. There was some sort of underground âraveâ tonight at some abandoned warehouse not far from downtown and she had been buzzing about it for days.
You donât even know where she heard of a place like this and when she waved the pink flier in front of your face, you were worried and curious. Now you find yourself surrounded by sweaty bodies drunk and high off who knows what while you try to anchor your worrying thoughts on your friend.
âI got you drinks,â he said, handing you both a cup, looking you up and down quickly and shifting his gaze away nervously. Sieun took hers and looked around, âOh my god itâs so loud in here. Thereâs so many people, isnât it fun?â
âJust don't run off like last time, we canât afford to go looking for you again,â Jimin added, remembering back to the last time she got the two of you to come out with her. It was around Halloween and she left to go take shots with someone and before you knew it, she was gone. Her phone was in your purse after whining that she didnât have pockets and it wasnât until the next day you found out she made out with some guy before he paid for her cab to go home telling you how she blacked out.
âJimin, donât act like my dad and letâs just have fun,â she said, taking his hand in hers, trying to get his limp fingers to lace with her own, âIâve got my two favorite people tonight.â
âLetâs take a shot then,â Jimin said with a sigh, letting go of her hand and turning toward you, flustered. You couldnât help but laugh, âYouâre such a pushover, yâknow.â
âYeah, whatever, itâs hard not to be when Iâm friends with you two,â he joked as the three of you walked to the bar, âAnd just for clarification, Iâm more of a pushover when it comes to you.â
âAnd whatâs that supposed to mean?â You asked playfully as you got to the bar first, leaning against it as you waited for the bartender to notice you.
âLast weekend when you showed up at my door and crashed on my bed,â Jimin reminded you of the Saturday before. In a slightly tipsy mistake, you had been too annoyed with Sieun to do anything thoroughly and when you scheduled an Uber it was to Jiminâs place not yours. It had been the last saved address put into the app and you hadnât cared to notice your mistake until you were so close to his apartment that there was nothing you really thought to do. It didnât help that you had been distracted by the events of that night and the small moments with a handsome stranger.
âYou let me in, you couldâve turned me away,â you joked knowing that he never would. You woke him up out of his sleep with a phone call asking to be let up and he tiredly let you kick him off his bed making him sleep in the living room. The next day you told him what happened [leaving out certain parts ] and he ignored Sieun because you did and he forgave her when you did.
A scoff left his lips, âLike I ever could.â
âWhat can I get you guys?â
You looked away from Jimin quickly, unsure how to feel after his mumbled words and quickly told the bartender what you wanted. An audible sigh was heard from his lips as he turned to Sieun, ready to feel her prying eyes mocking him silently like she usually did when the three were together. She seems to think heâs just your little shadow but heâs not.
âWhereâs Sieun?â He asked suddenly, shifting his gaze back to you, âDid she go to the restroom?â
âI donât know,â you said with a shrug, grabbing your card out of your wallet to pay, âShe didnât say anything?â
âOh my god,â Jimin huffed, âIâm gonna look around real quick, just stay there.â
In all honesty, Jimin was kind of thankful for Sieunâs disappearance. He could take a moment and rethink what was on his mind. Tonight was not the night to ask you out, especially not at a place like this and not with Sieun who he was sure had already drank a little bit before getting here. She was a good girl but sometimes she was reckless and he cared about her too so he left to find her and escape you.
The warehouse was in decent condition for being turned into a club like this and big enough to get lost in. It was shameful to admit how easy it was for Jimin to get lost.
After the fight, Jungkook had a heavy sense of adrenaline still coursing through his veins. His win was a given and with a promise to buy his friends drinks tonight, he went out to celebrate, landing himself at the same place as you for the second time in his life.
One might think it was just coincidental that they both attended the same place a second week in a row or you could look at it from a different perspective. Once again, Jungkook was given a second chance. You had been on his mind for days and it mustâve worked some string of fate to bring you together again and he couldnât let that go.
You havenât noticed him yet but he doesnât blame you. The place was huge and dark so even if he sat across the squared bar counter, you couldnât see him past the bottles at the center and the bartenders checking each side. He could only see you because of one of the strobe lights that kept casting you in a green glow. He recognized your features quickly and was reminded all over again of the strange trance you seemed to put him in.
Jungkook wasnât oblivious to the guy you had been talking to for a while and unlike last time, you didnât seem uncomfortable at all. You seemed to enjoy his company and when he left in the same direction your bitch of a friend did, you looked sad. He watched and waited while you did, the minutes passing by and still standing alone he couldnât take the sight of it any longer.
Jimin and Sieun took forever and the longer you stayed hogging the bar while people tried to order, the more uncomfortable you got being alone. Itâs the only reason why you chose to go and find your friends yourself, hoping they werenât off arguing somewhere.
The last thing you wanted to do was get through the thick crowds to find your friends when you could barely see through strobe lights and random flashes of blue or red. Faces blurred together with deep shadows that barely let you see anyone clearly and your cell service was awful right now. It left you at a stand still, unsure which direction to take and annoyed by it.
In the mix of unfamiliar faces, one began to change and it didnât take long for you to recognize him. Jungkook didnât shy away from your soft glare, looking at you with a glint of adrenaline. His heart was pounding in his chest making his mouth feel dry in surprise. He closed the space between you, taking in your appearance in front of him and with an urge to smile, and shyly pointed out, âYou again.â
âMe?â You questioned dumbly, still trying to wrap your mind around this coincidence. How is it that youâve run into this stranger twice and so suddenly? Sure, you thought about him briefly and you assumed that was the end of it.
âI didnât think Iâd see you again,â Jungkook said. Your brows furrowed together and heâll admit your look of confusion hurt him a little. Had you already forgotten all about him and was he just making a fool of himself this time? As he waited for you to respond, his nails pushed into his palm in a closed fist trying to ease his nerves.
âWhy?â You asked, barely giving him any sort of response before it was his turn again. You too thought youâd never see him again yet you asked because you wanted to know his reasoning.
Despite his growing anxiety that he was the only one who couldnât get you out of his head, he smoothed his tone and said, âBecause you make me nervous.â
âYouâre lying,â you said with the hint of a smile that encouraged him to keep going.
âIâm not,â Jungkook admitted truthfully, a soft look in his eyes as he said, âAnd you have no idea how mad I was that I didnât get your number.â
When you didnât say anything it made his smile falter, âOr did you already forget all about me?â
With a roll of your eyes, you released a small sigh and shook your head no. If anything you were forgetting your search for your friends because he was too distracting. A new smile spread across his features and he looked down at your full hands, âYou plan on drinking all that yourself?â
Itâs obvious they were for you and your bitch of a friend [who he remembers clearly ditching you for guys who insulted you], and some guy. Something inside him is asking who the guy was and if it was someone he should worry about being in his way but heâs decided to ignore it. Until you make it known that you donât like his interest in you, heâs not planning on stopping.
You looked down at the drinks he was referring to and without thinking, you thrusted one toward him, âNo, why donât you take one?â As you juggled the three drinks in your hands, he was so close to grabbing one when a group of drunken people pushed past you to the bar, pressing you toward him.
His focus was on keeping you upright and in his arms rather than the three red cups that were crushed between you, or the cold liquid that spilled down the front of your dress. A soft gasp left your lips, stumbling into him as he held you up but locked eyes with one of the people who bumped into you. The guy didnât even bother apologizing and that annoyed Jungkook even more. He looked up at Jungkook, feeling his glare on him that you didnât even seem to notice as you worried more about the front of your dress being drenched in alcohol.
âHeyâ Jungkook said over the loud music and the guy scoffed, rolling his eyes and attempting to follow his group. He moved to stand in front of him, same height but bigger build and said, âDonât you think you should apologize?â
The guy tried to ignore him but Jungkook made it hard. He stood in front of him, little space between them and it was so obvious he was intimidating him. Jungkook watched the guy look back at you as you tried to dry off the front of your dress, he muttered a useless apology. You rolled your eyes, turning to Jungkook instead as you said, âIâm gonna go dry off.â
He let you walk off without much of a worry as he looked around. Your friends were nowhere to be seen and you left to the bathroom so he had a moment to think of what to do. He wanted to be somewhere you could easily find him, or that he could easily find you. At his feet, a bright screen lit up on the floor capturing his attention and without hesitating, he leant down to pick up the phone, recognizing the familiar wallpaper he had seen nights ago when you sat at the bar with him. Two notifications were stacked at the top and he couldnât help but read them.
jimin: weâre upstairs
jimin: come
The phone has a passcode but he could still read the messages and without thinking, he cleared the notification away and followed after you.
He was not going to miss his chance again.
It took you minutes to dry off alone in the washroom, annoyed by the entire thing. Aside from getting soaked with the stench of alcohol, you were once again reminded that youâve got no idea where your friends are. You liked seeing Jungkook but youâre still feeling alone somewhere youâre not used to. You need to call either Jimin or Sieun and bitch them out for leaving. Once you finished dabbing dry as much of it as possible, you felt around for your phone.
Your eyes widened suddenly, realizing it wasnât with you and you felt the unbelievable weight of fear making its way into your fear wondering where it went. You rushed out of the packed washroom to start your search and came to a full stop as you stepped into the dark hallway.
A smile spread across Jungkookâs face, holding your phone up and waiting down the hall for you to find him. Your hands circled his as you took it from his hand, âOh my god, thank you.â
You quickly checked your notifications screen for any sign that your friends were still alive and rolled your eyes when you found it blank. If they werenât going to reach out to you then whatever, you were just going to do what you want. You tilted your head to the side in thought, looking up at him and asking, âDance with me.â
âOkay,â he smiled warmly, holding your hand and letting you lead him to the music, already swaying your hips to the sound of the music. He let his free hand find the curve of your waist and pulled you toward him happily.
âYouâre so pretty,â he said against your neck, soft touch tracing along your hips as they molded against his to the rhythm of the song playing. When your hands touched his all he could think about is how soft they felt. His fingers were rough and bruised from all the fighting heâs done while yours felt more delicate.
âDo I still make you nervous?â You asked playfully, turning to face him, your chest against his as he kept his arms secure on your sides.
âExtremely,â he looked into your eyes, âEspecially right now that Iâve got you here with me again.â
Now, before anyone pegs you as the type, youâve never been one to do things on such a whim. Usually, it took more to get you to show interest in a guy enough to want to sleep with him and thatâs why this was so confusing. All you wanted to do was act out and get your hands on Jungkook.
Your decision was sudden and the only reason why you had the courage to tilt his chin down and press your lips against his. Jungkook was quick to respond, eager and hungry to taste you on his tongue. His arms circled around your waist, pulling you so close that it felt suffocating.
âMm,â you hummed, pushing against him to catch your breath, âWas that too much?â
You both had shaky breaths that left you panting for air. Jungkook didnât bother to respond as he leaned in for another kiss. This time around, Jungkook kissed you with more purpose.
The first one was on impulse, you kissed but did you really feel anything? He was too rushed and nervous to kiss you right that it felt shallow. Of course it still left him breathless with excitement but he wanted to feel it. When he kissed you the second time, you couldnât help but gasp in surprise. Jungkook was a good kisser, his lips were surprisingly soft and once you got used to the feel of his lip rings, you kinda liked them. You didnât even think about everyone around you.
Your friends were so far out of your mind and all you could think about is Jungkook. He was intoxicating in a way. You know nothing about him but you want him and you canât seem to get enough.
âItâs crowded in here,â You gasped for breath as he kissed down your jaw toward your neck. He was unbothered by the people who watched him, more interested in the way your body seemed to whither against his with each kiss he trailed lower. Your words nearly went past him but they registered enough for him to stop and catch his breath. He looked at you with a dark gaze that reeked of desire.
âDo you want to get out of here then?â He asked, sliding his hand down to yours and pulling you through the thick crow. He made his way through the dark warehouse with ease, not once thinking of the friends he was supposed to be celebrating with tonight. He found a better way to celebrate his win and it was with you and him standing outside with his lips on yours.
He wished he could say he remembers how everything happened but he canât. He doesnât want to remember the agony of driving to your place without the need to feel you again. He couldnât keep his hand off you, driving with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh. It wasnât enough and he had to bite on his bottom lip to keep from jumping over to kiss you at every stop light. You were too distracted telling him directions to notice the way he itched for more but you couldnât get the thought out of your head either.
There was just something about Jungkook that you wanted at this moment and you donât even know why. He was attractive, so attractive that it was hard to believe him when he says you make him nervous. A guy like Jungkook is nervous because of you? You wanted, no, needed to know why.
âDo you want a drink?â You asked him shyly once you were in the comfort of your apartment. It was big for one person and littered with things he wanted to learn more about.
âSure,â Jungkook said with his back to you as he took it all in. There was a backpack on a chair in the corner of the living room and beside it were a stack of textbooks telling him you were most likely in school. He assumed youâd be somewhere in your twenties, possibly younger than him or even around his age.
There was a wall of framed photos of you with friends, some where you looked obviously younger than now and others that seemed more recent. He found the two people you were with tonight in a couple of them and his eyes lingered a little longer on the guy.
He wasnât in a lot of pictures but he was in enough for Jungkook to notice. In one of them, it was you, Jimin, and some other guy to your side. It looked like a group dinner and if he goes based off the numerous college apparel he found sported by the group, he assumed it was some sort of class gathering. You looked cute with glasses and it took him by surprise to see how different you looked tonight. You looked good either way but he didnât know the side to you that these pictures showed and he wanted to.
Like this pretty one where you laid in bed with a cat on your stomach, resting casually and effortlessly stunning. Is that what you looked like in the morning?
âHere,â you came up behind him and handed him a glass of wine. Jungkook took it with thanks and turned to face you, âWow.â
âWhat?â You asked with a slight scoff. Jungkook shrugged as he tipped back his glass for a drink, âIs it my pictures? Ignore them, I look horrendous in some of them but I need them for the memories.â
âWow, as in Iâm with a pretty girl whoâs been on my mind since the first time we met and I canât believe it,â Jungkook said, taking a step closer to you.
You couldnât help but smirk when you watched him set the glass down on the coffee table and walk toward you, âYouâre a little too good with your words, yknow.â
âReally?â Jungkook asked, circling your waist with his hands, dipping his head to meet yours, âYou think itâs because Iâm telling the truth?â
âIs that it?â You wrapped your arms around his neck and let him pull you into him, âI take it youâre not nervous anymore.â
âTerrifyingly nervous, actually,â he whispered, lips brushing against yours teasingly, âBecause I still want to kiss you.â
You kissed him suddenly but he was ready for it and crushed you against him. His fingers were shaking to unzip the back of your dress and he had to remind himself to be patient. He doesnât know whatâs going on with him, just that he wants you.
He pressed himself closer to you, tongue slipping past his lips and to yours. Somewhere between the way your tongues danced for control, he had gotten the top of your zipper unhooked and was letting it fall apart along your back. It happened so quickly you gasped and circled your arms around his neck hoping to keep the dress from falling and exposing the expanse of your naked body too soon. He distracted you with his mouth along your jaw while his hands roamed your smooth back, feeling you without a barrier and letting his fingertips buzz with want.
He circled his hands down to your hips, tightening his grip and you got the hint quickly, throwing your legs around his waist as he carried you, not once breaking the kiss. You panted, out of breath, and a little shocked by the pace of it all. You werenât complaining but you also werenât expecting him to unzip your dress and hoist you up so easily.
He followed where you pointed and kicked your bedroom door open without a care to how hard it slammed against the wall or how hard he shut it back before he was throwing you onto your bed.
âI usually have more patience,â Jungkook spoke in a low, raspy tone as he reached for the back of his shirt and pulled it off, âBut you have to understand, I havenât been able to get you off my mind.â
You wouldâve responded back about how he has been on your mind too if you hadnât been so distracted by the veins running down his V-line. His abdomen was nothing but solid muscle and his tattoos went farther that you had first originally thought. He had a pretty body, and you were staring at it too hard to articulate a response. He unbutton his jeans, kicking them off and looked at you with a darkened gaze.
As if moving mechanically, you pulled at the straps of your dress, letting it fall off your shoulders and pulled it the rest of the way thanks to his earlier help. It slipped to your feet and he knelt on the bed to help you remove it completely, hovering over your now naked body and staring down at it.
âNow Iâm the one feeling nervous,â you admitted in a teasing tone as you pressed your thighs together knowing the only things separated his manhood from your heat was your thin lace underwear and his Calvin Kleinâs. Jungkook heard what you said but he couldnât understand it. How could you feel nervous? why do you close your thighs and try to hide your bare chest from his eyes?
Do you not realize how perfect you are to him? From the length of your legs to the figure he liked to trace with his hands. He found you beautiful from head to toe and with you laying bare beneath him, he could really appreciate it.
Jungkook couldnât think of the right words for you to know how lovely you looked to him, so instead he kissed your neck, practically pushing your head into the pillows. His hands traced along your sides, caressing teasingly whenever he got too close to your breasts and made a move to touch them but trailing down the last second. It made you arch your back off the bed wanting to feel more and he took it as his sign to keep going.
âPretty, Angel,â he whispered softly, kissing your neck down to your collarbone, moving down toward your chest. He pressed teasing kisses to the soft mounds, his hands circling the underside and squeezing lightly as he kissed over one of your buds, âSo fucking pretty.â
You gasped in surprise when his teeth ghosted over your hardened nipples and soothed the rough feeling with his tongue while his other hand pinched your bud between his index finger and thumb.
His hair tickled your chin and collarbone and you couldnât help but run your fingers through it, feeling him smirk against your skin and scoot down more. He kissed down your stomach, annoyingly skipped over where you craved him most, and kissed your thighs. When you felt the urge to hurry him along, he knew exactly when to slip his fingers under your lace underwear and pulled them down.
âFuck,â you gasped ever so lightly when he spread your thighs apart giving you absolutely no way to conceal your obvious arousal. Jungkook loved it, he loved the sight of your exposed pussy to his hungry eyes. He liked that he could see your clit and the slick that huddled at your center, wondering how it would taste when he ran his tongue along it. And heâs never been one for much self control when he really wanted something, so he went for it.
Your legs threatened to shut the moment his tongue made contact with your clit in a long, teasing lick but he held the open. Your immediate reaction to his touch made his dick harden in his briefs and he pressed it into the mattress for some pressure as he wrapped his lips around your clit in a kiss while his tongue swiped over it. It was obvious to you now that Jungkook was highly experienced in pleasuring someone and it showed in how he licked down your folds, collecting arousal on his tongue and coating your clit with it.
Your head sunk into the pillows as you stared up at the ceiling trying to contain the small whimpers that nearly slipped past your lips but it was hard. He was so attentive with his mouth, making sure to tease all of your cunt but making sure to go back to your clit because thatâs where you would respond the most. When he looked up at you and found you looking elsewhere with your bottom lip between your teeth, he hadnât liked it. He released one of your thighs letting it fall over his shoulder while his hand snaked its way along your body, running over your tits and dragged along your neck.
He felt the way your breath caught in your throat when he pulled at your bottom lip, tracing the curve of it with his fingers before pushing them into your open mouth. You curled your tongue around his middle and index fingers, coating them in saliva and gagging lightly when he pressed them a little too deep. All the while, his mouth worked tricks on your pussy.
When Jungkook felt that his fingers were wet enough, he pulled them out of your mouth and felt you pant at the release. He brought his hand down by his face, pulling at your labia and teasing the folds with his fingertips. It was all you got for warning when his lips sucked at your clit and he pressed his middle finger into your wet cunt. Even with just one, you felt tight and he didnât have to patience to wait before the second one joined.
âOh,â you moaned helplessly, hand blindly searching the sheets for something to hold before trailing over your thighs until you found purchase in Jungkookâs hair. It was all the guidance he needed to thrust his fingers in and out in rhythm with the way his tongue circled patterns into your clit. You shook your head with pleasure, âI canât.â
Jungkook didnât pull back when you squeezed your thighs around his head. Your grip in his hair didnât ease and he knew you wouldnât want him to stop now matter what you said so he didnât. He hooked his fingers into the soft tissue inside your walls, knowing it was your pleasure spot by the way your moans grew.
It was now while he ate out your pussy and fingered you to bliss, that you called bluff on his so-called nervousness around you. No man he claimed to be nervous around you had ever pleasured you the way he has, not this conf
âJungkook,â you whined, tugging at his hair and dragging a groan from his lips at the sudden pull, âCanât wait anymore.â
He heard you clearly but he kept going, he kissed your clit harder and fingered you deeper until your walls tightened around them so much that he couldnât pull them out. He could practically feel the knot forming in your stomach and when he felt as though it could fall apart, he stopped.
An impatient whine slipped past your lips as your legs shook with anticipation for what had been coming and you glared up at him. He was pulling his briefs off, reaching for a condom packet that had been tucked away in his car that he grabbed while you werenât looking.
âWhat, baby? Thought you said you couldnât wait anymore,â He teased as he tore into the packaging with his teeth and brought a hand down to his hard member. You wished you were being dramatic when you thought it was the prettiest cock youâve ever seen, but it was. It was long, not too thin with just the right amount of girth and he was around average in length. Just the right amount to reach that spot that made your toes curl. He was also clean shaven, the veins down his V-line led straight to his cock and their prominence was mouth watering when he stroked himself for friction.
And Jungkook was well aware of the way your eyes traced down his naked body and it only made him smirk. He worked out so often he probably lived at the gym, he ate an appropriate diet, he was fit and healthy. He worked hard to look the way he did and it was obvious you liked it all. He slipped the condom on slowly, letting you imagine how your own hands would feel curled around him and moaned.
âYou can touch if you want,â once again he was teasing you, smirking as he said it and crawled onto the bed.
âYouâre kind of cocky for someone who claims to be nervous around me,â you groaned against his lips as you sat up to kiss him, following his lead as he laid down on his back and pulled you onto his lap.
He grinned, guiding your hips to align with his and he could practically feel your pussy take him in. His cock stood straight at attention, directly pointed to your entrance and you teased his tip by softly grinding in it. He took a deep breath, feeling it catch at your hole and without warning, pressed your thighs down and made you take him in.
âFuck,â you both moaned softly as you sank down his length. You pressed your hands to his chest for support as you adjusted to the intrusion and lifted your hips slowly, feeling the stretch and forcing it away. Jungkook kept his hands on your hips, not moving you but keeping you in place when you began to fuck yourself with his cock. You were hesitant at first, shy as you dragged your hips up but after a while, you began bouncing. Your pace had picked up and you werenât as careful taking him in when you came down on his cock.
âThatâs it,â he moaned, fingers digging into your hips, âKeep going.â
You tossed your head back in pleasure, doing as told and letting him walk you through it as you went faster. You never expected him to be someone who liked when the other was on top but damn did he look good beneath you.
Jungkookâs hair was coated in sweat and he had the arm with the tattoos holding your waist. His lip piercing was pulled between his teeth to hold back his moans and his cock felt so big inside you. The muscles in his abdomen flexed everytime your walls squeezed around him and after a while you didnât notice that he began to take over.
His hands were now moving your hips for you setting it at a quicker and rough pace for his liking. His hips met yours every time you went down and his dick reached a deeper part inside you when he did so. It prodded at your pleasure spot like it knew exactly where it was each time and when it felt like your arms couldnât support your weight anymore, he pulled you down.
âSo good,â you slurred on your words as you fell against his chest, feeling him fuck you roughly from below and move your hips for you while you hugged him.
âMhm, baby, you feel so good,â he grunted.m, bouncing you on his cock feeling his orgasm build up intensely, âSo fucking tight.â
âJungkook,â you moaned, âKiss me.â
He did.
He rolled you onto your back, tired of being stuck below you and nearly folded you in half when he raised your legs up. He kissed you harshly, thrusting back into you with more vigor when you moaned for him.
He canât remember the last time sex ever felt this goodâif it ever felt this way, and he couldnât control himself. He knew he was close already, his cock was now fucking your pussy with more rhythm and determination to make you cum.
Jungkookâs back flex with each buck of his hips and he trapped you below him leaving you with nothing but pleasure and making you take every second of it. Your jaw fell slack, fucked into nothing but a moaning mess and you clawed at his back, âIâm close.â
Those were the right words to egg him on. He was close to cumming too, and he fucked you like heâll never get a chance again. He fucked you good and hard like you never had before and your pussy walls tightened around him with anticipation. The feeling had built up from earlier and now there was no holding back anymore. You physically couldnât stop the crash of your orgasm that wrecked your entire body. Goosebumps rose on your skin, your throat went dry and your thighs shook dramatically around him.
The intensity of your arousal knocked his into action when he felt your slick coat his covered cock in your cum and he fell apart. His body crushed yours under its weight as he pushed into the hilt and held it there, cumming into the comment with a long, drawn out groan in your ear, âFuck.â
It felt like forever before the feeling of being high left your body and when he rolled off of you to lay beside you instead, you took your first real and steady breath of the night. He laid on his back, pulling you into him and tried to catch his breath, âYou felt so good.â
âYouâre so hot,â you admitted to his face, looking up at him and how he began to absentmindedly play with his brow piercing as he looked down at you.
The one round had tired him out if he were being honest, maybe it was how you tightened around him heavenly so it simply because it was you he was sleeping with of all people, but he was tired.
He hadnât expected to feel your hand trace down his lean stomach toward his cock that was still semi-hard and covered in his own cum from when he pulled the condom off.
âWeâre not done, are we?â You asked teasingly, pressing a light kiss against his abs, hand finding his dick and circling around it.
Jungkook couldnât bite back the groan that escaped his lips when you began to jerk him back to hardness, âNot even close, baby.â
5AM
âYouâre leaving?â You asked in a tired tone as you watched him sit up from the bed. Itâs been hours since you slept with him and you both must have fallen asleep when you were snuggling and now youâve woken up to him wrestling his jeans back on.
âThat depends, do you want me to stay?â He asked and he wanted you to say yes. When you fell asleep in his arms he couldnât help but to also and it was so peaceful. His usual soreness after a fight hadnât kicked in yet and he was able to relax. The only reason he woke up at all was because of his annoying phone that lit up from inside the pocket of his jeans.
It was his friend asking for a place to crash. He was going to go home and let Hobi in but instead you woke up with a pout asking if he was leaving. You shrugged, âI mean⊠I get it if you want to leave, I was just asking.â
Your response kind of hurt him and made him wonder if thatâs what you wanted. He looked back at you and the way you laid on your side to look at him. The street lamp hit your window directly and rows of orange light filtered through your blinds and on the edge of your bed. He didnât actually want to leave but he didnât want to overstay his welcome. Some people donât like the morning after and he was going to save himself from getting hurt by someone who might not be too interested too soon.
âI donât want to,â Jungkook admitted with acknowledgement to the way you looked at the thought of him leaving. It didnât take more convincing for him to be pulling the covers over him once more so he could lay beside you.
As the days passed, Jungkook stayed on your mind. It didnât help that your friends felt the need to know everything that happened over the weekend including how you didnât see their texts. You swore up and down that you hadnât received anything from them but the next day after Jungkook finally left your place, you called Jimin who scolded you over the phone.
Even now heâs intent on reminding you how you ditched them for some guy. Sieun was more lenient on the matter, âThereâs nothing like hooking up with a hot stranger on a Saturday night. I didnât think Y/n had it in her but from what I remember, her savior was hot.â
The three of you huddled inside a study room that you booked in the library a few days ago. There was supposed to be actual studying going on but instead the three of you were more interested in discussing the events from the weekend. Apparently, Sieun had spotted someone she knew and thatâs why she ditched you two so fast. It took Jimin a while to find her but once he did, he appreciated the lack of people on the second floor and deemed it safer and probably more enjoyable than where he had left you. He sent you texts that you never read and with bad connection, his calls wouldnât go through.
It wasnât until the morning after that you told them what you had been up to and with who. Sieun remembered Jungkook from what happened with Jisoo and Rowoon and even she could admit he was attractiveâmaking sure to tell you she would have happily jumped his bones too. Usually youâre not as vocal about who you choose to spend a night with but considering the three of you separated on Saturday, it felt like you owed them that much.
âDo you think youâll see him again?â Jimin asked as he mindlessly jotted down notes from a seminar he missed this morning.
âWe're supposed to meet up later for dinner,âyou admitted, scrolling aimlessly through your online textbook to find the short questionnaire.
âOoh, youâre already going for round two? Look at you, you little slut. First you sleep with a stranger and now you plan on hitting him up for more. I didnât think you had it in you,â Sieun joked obnoxiously.
âItâs not like that,â you tried to say, âItâs just a quick meal⊠nothing serious.â
Jimin pursed his lips, âHm, just be careful alright. Whenâs the last time you dated someone?â
âOh my god, itâs really not like that, nobody is talking about dating anyone. Weâre just going to hang out, thatâs it. We donât even know each other that well,â you told him but he only shared a look with Sieun.
âWas he at least good in bed?â She asked and Jimin covered his ears instantly. Your studying had been long forgotten as you talk about quite literally anything else going on in your life and in a weird way, it felt good.
Usually, youâre locked up in a room studying for the next big exam but lately youâve been trying to loosen up. You werenât super big into going out but ever since you ran into Jungkook for the first time it made you wonder why you weren't out having fun like everyone else. You forced yourself out this past weekend and you had the luck to run into Jungkook again, so why shouldnât you let yourself have fun with someone new? Thatâs what this was all about, why youâre going out with Jungkook.
Your day went by in a blur probably due to nerves as you anxiously waited for Jungkook. Your last lecture finished late and the sun had already begun to set when you left the auditorium with Jimin who waited outside for you.
âSo heâs picking you up?â Jimin asked, taking your backpack off your shoulders so he could carry it. The walk was short to the gate entrance but he did it out of habit and you never argued against it. Jimin has been a good friend to you for some time now and heâs been this way with you. When he gets curious about who youâre potentially seeing, you never think too much about it and always answer honestly.
âYeah, but Iâll text you later about the project,â You told him, staring out to the entrance trying to see if he was here yet. In an attempt to put yourself out there more, you met Jungkook and itâs been the most exciting thing to happen in a while.
Itâs not that you werenât hit on before or had past ârelationshipsâ but none made you feel as giddy as Jungkook does. Usually youâre on your own studying or going to your part time job so making time for someone else wasnât on your radar until Jungkook. How strange it is that you could quickly change and act interested in someone else. Jimin felt pushed aside as your friend but he didnât want to think about it. Heâs seen you ignore guys so often that itâs taken him by complete surprise to see you show interest in someone who wasnât him and heâs still not sure how he should feel.
âHeâs here,â you turned to Jimin, taking your backpack off his shoulders and wrapping your arms around his neck in an embrace. Jimin didnât hesitate to hug you back, quickly looking up to find the guy youâve been talking about. His hold on you didnât ease as he locked eyes with the guy with shock.
Jungkook was nothing like the kind of guys Jimin pictured you with. He was rugged, rough around the edges and in all honesty, intimidating. How else was he supposed to take Jungkookâs appearance as? He stood against a black Yamaha with his arms crossed in front of his chest staring Jimin down.
He wore a black compression shirt with his tattooed arms on display, black jeans, and shoes. The only color on him was the flash of silver from the shining chain around his neck, his piercings, and the silver Rolex on his wrist. He matched the motorcycle behind him with its silver, chrome rims and a clean engine.
Jimin thought about himself and the other guys you hang around. He tends to wear softer colors and heâs heard too many times how approachable he looks. Jin, who youâve been close to since you started Uni, was your senior and he always evoked a welcoming smile on his face. He was buff from working out but not scary. Not even the last guy he remembers you talking to wore this much black or drove a motorcycle. What was this about?
âBe safe,â Jimin mumbled as he finally let you go and broke his gaze away from the guy.
âI will,â You waved goodbye and looked at Jungkook, unable to stop the bite on your lip as you looked at him.
Jungkook waited until your friend walked away for his glare to soften, only able to think about the way he hugged you tightly and watched him as he did it. You didnât fight off his touch either, you enabled it and he wished you wouldnât. You shouldnât need to be so affectionate with anyone else now heâs here, especially not another man. He tried to smile when you approached him but all he could think about was where the guyâs hands had been.
They touched your waist, sliding under your cropped knitted sweater just slightly and touching your bare skin. When he let go, his hand had gone down to your hip, one final attempt to keep his hand on you and that meant he knew how soft the denim of your jeans was.
Why did he get to touch you first?
A smile spread across his lips as he eased the lines of irritation off his face the closer you got. Pushing off his bike, he uncrossed his arms and opened them wide, waiting for you to come to him, âCome here, Angel.â
You nearly jumped in his arms, and it made it easy for Jungkook to lift you off the ground in a tight embrace, taking in the soft and familiar smell of your perfume. Jungkook didnât shy away from showing affection as he left soft kisses against your neck while you tried to keep yourself from losing your footing and with a small laugh, you pushed him back, âThanks for waiting.â
âOf course,â Jungkook said as he released you, only keeping your hand in his, leading you toward his bike, âIâve missed you.â
âLiar,â you teased, eyeing the motorcycle before you, âThis is yours?â
His muscles tensed when you said he was lying but he tried to let it go and answer your question, âYeah, why? Are you scared?â
âNo,â you shook your head looking over at him, âIâm excited.â
A smirk pulled at the corner of his lips and he lifted up a black helmet with light pink detail around the framing, âGood, because youâll be riding it more often. This is yours.â
âWhat?â You touched the helmet as he helped you put it on, âThe helmet?â
He nodded with a bite of his lip, âCanât have you riding around without proper safety. I picked it up this morning, itâs custom.â
You didnât stop to think about what he said, too excited to get on your first motorcycle. Jungkook had your helmet ordered a few days ago with some added detail he thought you might like. In all honesty, when he left your place the next morning, he submitted the order and began to think of what else you might like. Heâs surprised you werenât nervous and he had thought the helmet would ease you into the idea of letting him drive you around but you didnât even hesitate to get on. It was cute how excited you seemed and it did things to him.
âHold me around here,â He said, adjusting your legs to straddle him as moving your arms around his waist, âHow does it feel?â
As he waited for you to answer, he felt your hand press against his abdomen, sliding over the ridges of muscle heâs gained in training and toward his taut stomach, fingertips brushing against the belt around his waist. He looked down at your ringed hand catching a feel of him with a crooked smile that you couldnât see under the helmet. Your head rested against the back as you brought your hands back to where he had them first and said, âFeels fine.â
Tease.
Youâre a fucking tease.
Here you are, straddling his bike, feeling him up but hugging another guy. He wants to enjoy it but Jimin is on the back of his mind and it was annoying the shit out of him. He just wanted to be with the person he has feelings for without thinking of anyone else. He has to remind himself youâve only just started seeing each other, thereâs still some things to learn for the both of you.
For him, it was to slow down. He couldnât jump into it and expect you to give him the same energy, this is why he was hesitant to approach you. He knew he wouldnât be able to take things slow.
Your first ride on a motorbike had been exhilarating. When you first found Jungkook standing beside it, your heart raced with worry but then you remembered what you told yourself. You were going to try new things and you liked it. Jungkook knew what he was doing and he made you feel safe when he would run a soothing hand along your thigh at a stoplight.
He was a gentleman too. He took your helmet off you when you got to the restaurant and held the door open for you. He pulled your chair out, let you order first and kept his eyes on you and only you. Youâve never met a guy who acts the way he does and itâs a shame.
âTell me about yourself,â you asked after it felt like ages of him listening to you rant about one of your professors. Jungkook had such a look of patience as he listened but you were tired of talking, and scared you were secretly boring him. You needed to know something about him.
Your food arrived at the table and Jungkook unwrapped your silverware for you, cleared the table and made sure you were taken care of first before saying anything. When he finally did decide to speak, it started with a clear throat, âWhat do you want to know?â
âAre you in school?â You asked, remembering the night in bed when you figured out your ages through late night cuddles and superficial conversation. You could barely remember what i you talked about because your mind was so clouded and there was still so much to know about him aside from his name and age.
âNo, I never went to college,â Jungkook admitted, shifting his gaze toward the other end of the restaurant, âI own a gym.â
âReally?â You asked with surprise, trailing your eyes down to his shoulder muscles, âBut youâre so young.â
Underneath the table, Jungkookâs leg had stretched out toward you, foot hitting yours teasingly as he went on, âYeah, I worked a lot and saved up enough to put a deposit down on a studio. The equipment is old and itâs usually used for kickboxing so there needs to be open space without bulky new machines in the way. I make do with what I got. What are you studying again?â
âUh uh,â you waved a finger at him, âIâve been going on and on about myself already, I want to hear more about you.â
âBut I could listen to you all day, Angel,â Jungkook said with a smooth tone. You smirked and rolled your eyes, âNice try but keep going.â
He stayed silent for a moment as you waited for him to keep going, looking down at your plate. A small smile spread across his lips as he said, âThereâs not much to know, Iâm a boring guy. I've got two loving parents, an older brother Iâm close to, and a son named Bam, heâs a Doberman. Thatâs it.â
âDo they live around here?â You asked, trying to get him to open up more. Jungkook just shook his head no and said, âThey live in Busan. What about you? Are you close with your family?â
âUm, not really, they think Iâm always too busy so they stopped checking on how I was doing,â You told him honestly, âBut they pay for my schooling so I guess thatâs a plus.â
The two of you stayed and talked long after the plates were cleared from your table and you couldnât remember the last time you had a good conversation with someone. Jungkook was a lot softer than his appearance let off. He was sweet and caring and he seemed to listen to every word you said intently your first impression of him as someone tough and intimidating was slowly beginning to dissipate. Jungkook only allowed himself to come off this way but he was into you. He wanted you to know he can be a good guy and so far he thinks heâs done a good job. Youâve been all smiles this entire time and heâs loved every second of it.
If he could, he would stay here all night just listening to you go on and on about anything that interested you. You had his full attention, nearly making him miss the person behind you. He recognized him right away and his lips curled in a knowing smirk when the guy spotted him.
âLooks like they forgot to take out the trash,â the guy mumbled under his breath as he passed by the table you occupied with Jungkook. You couldnât help but turn at those words, wondering who said that and locked eyes with a tall, good looking guy. Your brows furrowed with confusion, unable to tell if he was talking about you and Jungkook but as you looked up at Jungkook, he was watching the guy closely.
âDo you know him?â You asked under your breath as Jungkook motioned for the waiter to bring the check now. He shook his head, âNo.â
âGood for nothing, Iâm telling you, and he doesnât fight fair,â the guy spoke from a table not too far from where you two were, âI bet the next time, Iâll take him and he won't be running his mouth like he did last time.â
Jungkook couldnât help back the scoff that left his lips and he tried to hide his annoyance from showing on his face. All he wanted was to have a good night with you and now someone from his past has decided to unexpectedly rui it. It wasnât even anyone who mattered, just some guy he fought against a couuple years ago. The guy is still bitter that his trash talking left him with a broken nose and dislocated shoulder. Itâs obvious he hasnât learned his lesson and now that heâs seeing Jungkook again, heâs reminded all over again of the physical pain he put them through and thins this time would be different.
If jungkook really wants to, he would show the guy that time hasnât changed anything and that he could easily still wring his neck if he chose to. The guy should feel lucky that Jungkook is here with you and doesnât feel the need to cause a scene.
âReady to go, angel? Itâs getting a little crowded here,â Jungkookâs tone was strained as he tried to sound unaffected by the guyâs remarks but in reality, he was pissed. It was one thing for the guy to run his mouth but to do it when Jungkook is clearly trying to enjoy himself with someone?
âSure,â your energy was down as you looked back to the guy and the people he was with. They were staring over at you with dark gazes that send a shiver down your back.
âOne chance and Iâll knock his fucking teeth in,â the guy said, âThen Iâll take his bitch while Iâm at it.â
The last comment seemed to have Jungkook frozen in place. You watched him turn back to the guy with a tense jaw and dead eyes as if in warning and it left you feeling worried and confused. Itâs obvious he does know this guy or else why would he be saying those things just to get a reaction out of him? What were you supposed to do in this situation?
âKook?â The nickname slipped from your lips before you could stop yourself and for a second you thought it had gone unheard until he turned to you with a gentle smile. Jungkook completely switched out of his hardened expression as he walked to your side, sliding his arm around your waist and said, âLetâs go.â
âYou okay?â You asked as the two of you made it out of the restaurant in one piece. Jungkookâs motorcycle sat perfectly in the parking lot, waiting for you two to get on it and Jungkook pressed you against it.
Your arms went around his neck without question as he leaned in to plant a soft kiss against your lips, âOf course.â
He pulled away shortly, meeting your gaze, âLetâs get you home.â
In the back of your mind you knew something was off about the entire thing that happened at the restaurant but you werenât sure how to bring it upâif you even could. The guy was talking about him, and you, and what he said raised questions that you wanted answers to but Jungkook wasn't going to give them to you, especially not tonight. His entire demeanor changed even if he tried to pretend like it didnât but you saw right through his tense face and deep, jagged breaths. It was messing with his head but you couldnât ask him about other things so soon. For all you know, that guy did Jungkook dirty and he had no desire to open up old wounds.
Plus, youâve only known him for a short time so why bring it up? Over time if it mattered, heâll tell you, you think.
Jungkook dropped you off at your apartment with a kiss goodbye and a promise to call. You didnât even have time to stall and see if he would come up to stay the night before he was speeding off with a roar of his engine. You went upstairs to unwind, wondering what had bothered Jungkook so much about the guy. He seemed to have good restraint or else he would have acted out at the restaurant but he also couldâve been acting calmer because you were there. What would have happened if the guy caught him alone?
It took him hours to get over it, and even then, he wasnât actually. If anything he was just pleased to know he could do something about it without putting you in the middle and thatâs why when he pulled up to the address he scribbled, he couldnât help but grin with excitement.
âYou found it?â Yoongi asked through his carâs Bluetooth. He switched out his bike earlier to look less suspicious and began his search for that lowlife.
âYeah, he just got home,â Jungkook muttered quietly as he watched the shittalker, Minho, get out of his red Nissan. He left his garage open and gave Jungkook a good view of the garage door opening and closing behind him as he entered the house alone.
âYou shouldâve heard what he said about Y/n, hyung,â Jungkook said, pulling on a pair of black leather gloves. He called you a bitch just to see if itâll rule him up and if thereâs one thing he hates, is disrespect someone heâs with. He was supposed to ask you to be his girlfriend tonight, officially, yet here he was pulling his black hood over his beanie clad head and sliding on a black face mask.
Yoongi released a sigh, once again being reminded of you. Jungkook had been going on and on about you like a lovesick puppy for some time now and Yoongi was just waiting to see when he would act up. In truth, Jungkookâs never been in a real relationship, only short flings but he never fully gave anytime the time of day. He was always distracted and uncaring so when he started talking about you and how he wanted to be with you, it was hard for Yoongi or the others to believe it.
Now hereâs Jungkook more bothered by the fact Minho referred to you as a bitch than all the trash talking he had been doing. He was about to do something reckless and Yoongi couldnât help but support it, knowing how much his friend needed to get out of his system before something worse could happen?
What could be worse than Jungkook tracing the guyâs footsteps into his house with a brick in hand?
Who knows.
âOne more minute,â his voice was low and gentle, as he whispered against your neck. His cold hand traced along your exposed waist and pulled you closer to his embrace.
âJungkook,â you said with a sigh, reluctant to leave your side of his bed, âIâve got a presentation at nine that I have to prepare for.â
After dinner with him, you had been home trying to unwind and call up your friend to work on the project together. You stayed up past midnight trying to finish it and when you received a call from Jungkook asking to be let up, you had debated saying no. Whatever happened at the restaurant had raised some questions but in the end, his smooth talking got him in your bed for the rest of the night.
Your words held little sway against the relaxation of your body against his and feeling the light warmth of his kisses lingering on your skin. His lips trailed down your collarbone, bunching the small top you wore to bed and to your exposed navel. The touches there wouldnât last long before he was back to your shoulder, soft kisses decorating your skin. It felt so intimate even if it was so harmless. You turned your head to face him better and he took it as a chance to kiss the corner of your mouth gently, âWeâve got plenty of time.â
He wasnât even asking for sex, he just didnât want to leave your bed yet knowing he wouldnât be able to see you all day. He locked his fingers around yours as you shook your head no, âIâm meeting my partner early so we could run through lines one more time.â
âDo I know them?â Jungkook asked, eyes looking down at yours as you laid beside him. Despite still sounding calm and relaxed, there was something off about his tone. You thought about his question for a second, debating if you should tell him or not.
âYeah, Jimin, he was with me when you picked me up earlier,â you said as he finally loosened his hold on you enough for you to get up. He watched you leave the bed in nothing but your top and a lacy pair of underwear, making your way to your closet as he made himself comfortable on your bed.
He watched in awe as you came back out and dropped the clothes down on the foot of the bed while beginning to undress what little you wore. You carried on your usual morning routine and turned the TV on to the first thing that played for some background noise.
âLast night around 11:00pm, a neighbor heard strange noises coming from a residential area in __ district.â
âY/n,â Jungkook called your name as he stared at the remote you tossed onto your vanity. You were slipping on a skirt you deemed appropriate for your presentation and looked at him, attempting to zip up the back on your own.
âHelp me?â You asked before he could say anything else and he sat up to just that, listening to the news playing quietly.
âIt wasnât until this morning that the brave neighbor knocked on the door of Kim Minhoâs place early at 6:00am, checking to see what the noise was.â
âIâve been meaning to ask,â He cleared his throat awkwardly, âWould you um, w-well, I want you toâ go out with me? Like, maybe start dating, officially.â
âOfficially?â You turned to him with a playful grin, shoving him back on the bed softly, âAs in?â
âThe 24 year old was found unconscious lying in a pile of what appears to be his own blood with blunt force wounds on multiple parts of his body.â
You made an attempt to turn to the television, finally feeling it pique your interest but Jungkook pulled you onto him with one swift tug of your skirt and said, âGirlfriend, I want you to be mine.â
âKim has been transported to the local hospital where they attempt to bring him back to a stable condition. That is all the news we have as of now but weâll get back to you as soon as more becomes available.â
âOkay,â you smiled, straddling his lap now in nothing but your skirt and bra, âBut I should finish getting dressed.â
Your now boyfriend had an evident pout on his face as you quickly kissed him on the lips before pulling yourself off him. He watched you finish getting ready, making himself comfortable on your bed before saying, âChange the channel or something.â
The room he locked himself into was filled with gloom. There were no family pictures on the wall or any sign of a happy childhood like yours. Instead there were empty picture frames nearly identical to the ones that adorned your apartment that he soon planned to fill with pictures of the two of you together. So far heâs only got one picture and itâs of you laying in bed together.
Your head was resting on his bare chest as he kissed your hair and took the selfie. You looked so cute to him and every time he looked at it, it would make something bubble in his chest. Thereâs no way for him to truly explain the depths of his feelings for you and where they sprouted from and they only seemed to grow stronger the more he thought about you.
Youâre just everything heâs ever imagined and heâs not being dramatic at all. Whenever he thought about the perfect person for him he always imagined someone like you. You were the craving for his sweet tooth. If he were coffee, youâd be the sweetener.
His world has been so black and blue and finally explosions of other colors were clouding his life. No longer was he just thinking in the negative, he was thinking about the positive and how that was you. Heâs decided heâll become a better man for you, someone who truly deserves you even if he already thinks nobody else does but him.
Life has been so unfair to him and you have been the only upside to it so how could he not want to keep you for himself? You understand him, or at least the version of him heâs told you and heâs sure that over time youâll understand the real him.
Yes, heâs been hiding things but itâs been for the best. He canât just introduce his full self to you and expect you to be alright with everything heâs done. He has to ease you into his faults and hope that youâll love him for him.
The first night when you asked him how often he goes to that shitty bar, he was passive. He answered your question without telling the full truth and he thinks that lately thatâs all heâs been doing. When you asked him about his family⊠he was truthful.
His parents were loving, and he does have an older brother. Were they loving to him necessarily? He would have to say no, but you didnât ask him for clarification. You simply asked about his family and he answered. Of course he left out the part where he was kicked out when he was 15 for getting into too many school fights. In his defense, thinking about that still hurts him.
It was obvious heâs always been a troubled kid but for his parents to just turn him away the second it gets too hard? They were fine with all those times he would steal the car or smoke behind the school building. What difference did it make when he put his hands on someone? Maybe they were upset he wasnât more like his brother, his perfect brother.
Student council president.
Top of his class.
Accepted into the best schools.
Caring.
Jungkook could be caring. Heâs proven it with you. He stepped in when you needed help, he offered you company when you were ditched by your so-called friends, he listened to every word you said with such devotion.
In the back of his mind he imagined his family, and how they would feel to know heâs finally found someone who cares about him. And yes, heâs aware his hyungs care about him but even then it feels superficial at times. Hoseok was partially at fault he got ran out of home. He was the one always helping Jungkook train and start problems when he felt like it.
But Hoseok was also the one to take him in. Heâs the one to put clothes on his back and all Jungkook had to do was release all the pent up anger from over the years and win a fight for him. Thatâs it.
And he canât act like itâs a burden. Itâs gotten him money, and his gym studio [which wasnât a lie], itâs gotten him opportunities he couldnât imagine before. Plus, heâs an angry guy and it helps get it out of his system. Now all he can be is loving and sweet to the person that matters to him, you.
You were just so perfect to him and he canât explain why.
There was a chance he wouldnât get to see you today and it was eating at him. When he got home from some of his boxing lessons, the first thing he had done was call you to see what you were up to. You couldnât even answer the phone because you were studying and only promised to call him when you were done. Itâs been an hour now and heâs finding it hard to believe youâre still at the campus library.
As if the thought of you had magically made you reach out to him, his phone rang and he answered so quickly, âHey.â
âHey,â your voice sounded airy like you were exhausted, âI just got done and Iâm about to leave now.â
âReally?â Jungkook shot out of bed, looking over at his dog, who lifted their head up with piqued interest, âShould I come over? Have you had dinner? I could pick something up on the way.â
âMy place is a mess right now,â you admitted as you walked to the exit, âHow about I come to your place this time? Iâve never been there and I want to see how my boyfriend lives.â
Jungkook looked around at his bedroom, âYou want to come to mine?â
âSure, why not, Iâll get to meet Bam and maybe get more of that homecoming of yours,â you were smiling, your playful tone making his heart flutter, âI mean itâs only fair.â
âIâokay,â Jungkook stood up, searching around for where to start, âBut itâs nothing special. Are you going to spend the night?â
âI can, I just need to stop home and pack some things,â You told him, taking a right to the closest train station.
With the promise of you finally seeing his place, Jungkook grew frantic. Itâs not like he lived in a dump, he was decently well off but⊠he doesnât pay attention to it at all. Heâs overly clean but itâs so spotless it doesnât even look lived in. Your place was filled with things that reminded him of you. Books, vinyls, posters, even your choice in culinary set seemed exactly like you.
His place looked like a blank slate. All he had was the punching bag in the corner of his living room, the matching motorcycle helmets, and the now framed picture of you on his bedside.
When you were dropped off in front of the duplex, you werenât sure what you were getting yourself into. The place was big with a garage below the main floor you could only assume had his motorcycle and car parked. It was clean and well kept so when he answered the door, you hadn't expected anything less. Of course you didnât expect it to be so bare either.
âAm I getting a tour?â You asked looking around the living room to a plain black couch, flat screen tv, dog bed, and punching bag. On the entrance table were your helmets but aside from that it felt pretty gloomy. Jungkook scratched the back of his head, âSure, uh, well youâve seen the living roomâŠâ
He led you down an empty hall toward the master bedroom and stood at the doorway as you looked around. His lip was pulled between his teeth and he was worrying away at it the longer you looked around.
âWait,â You walked off, sitting on the edge of his bed as you looked down at the frame, âThis is cute. You need to get a look at me before falling asleep?â
âObviously,â Jungkook tried to say with a relaxed chuckle as he joined you on the bed, âWhen I canât get the real thing.â
âWell itâs nice to see Iâve made it as one of the very few essentials in your home design,â You joked, pulling him closer to the collar of his shirt, âItâs cute.â
âYou're one of the few people who have ever said that to me,â Jungkook said with a chuckle, leaning into your touch and brushing his lips against yours.
âGood, letâs keep it that way,â you pressed your lips to his, kissing him softly, âIt sounds so cringy to say, but I missed you.â
âI missed you too,â he said. He took you to your classes before leaving to the gym earlier but it felt so long ago. He really did miss you and to hear you say the same things to him, it did things.
âSo, I actually wanted to talk to you,â you mumbled between kisses, sitting up in his bed, âIâm going out with Sieun this weekend, but I just wanted to let you know.â
You waited to see how heâd respond, if he would act upset or annoyed. Most guys tend to get jealous and possessive but you were hoping he was different. You werenât doing anything behind his back so itâs better to know where you stand now. If he asks to go out with his friends, you wouldnât get upset, youâre only hoping heâll feel the same.
âSieun?â He questioned, looking away from you for a moment. The same bitch who chooses a guy over you? The one who seems boy crazy? âItâll be fun, and just call me if you need anything.â
His response caught you by surprise but you tried not to dwell on it, a smile spreading on your lips as you hugged him, âThank god, I thought you were going to be one of those guys that throws a fit whenever their girlfriend goes out without them. Can we take Bam for a walk now?â
Jungkook didnât say anything, simply smiled a tight smile and hugged you back.
He had been dreading the weekend. His friends were all on his line asking him to go out and get drunk with them but he was too nervous. He was too scared thinking about you and what you were doing to try and relax. Yoongi had to try and physically drag Jungkook out of his apartment and even that hadnât been enough for him to ease up.
He loved going out with the guys, it usually entailed drinking, money, and some random girl to occupy his interest. Now all he could think about is where you were and what you were doing.
âKook, come on youâre better than this,â Namjoon said as he tried to hand Jungkook back his darts, âWhatâs on your mind?â
âY/n is out drinking with a friend of hers,â Jungkook said, checking his phone for any notification, âAnd she hasnât called or texted me since she left.â
âIsnât that good?â Hoseok asked with a chuckle, âSheâs off doing her own thing and youâre doing your own. Iâd kill to be with someone who wasnât blowing up my phone anytime Iâm out.â
âSeriously, I get about five texts from Jia everytime Iâm out with you guys,â Yoongi said as he took a drink of his beer, âBut I gotta say, Iâm surprised you let her off her leash. I feel like lately, youâre latched to her side.â
Jungkook looked up from his phone with hardened eyes as he looked at his friend. Heâs not sure what Yoongi meant by that but he didnât like what he was possibly referring to you as.
âWhoa, careful there. Jungkookâs got actual feelings for Y/n, you canât go calling her a bitch or anything,â Hoseok said jokingly. The two never held much respect for anyone but themselves but it never bothered Jungkook this much.
âNow I didnât say that,â Yoongi responded with a laugh.
Namjoon watched as Jungkookâs jaw tensed and he was quick to try and intervene, âSo how long has she been out? I feel like we just barely got you out of your house.â
âA couple hours now,â Jungkook said, choosing to ignore his other two friends, âShe left long before I did.â
âWho knows, maybe sheâll be calling you up soon,â Namjoon said as he tapped his beer bottle against Jungkookâs, âUntil then just try and let loose.â
Just as the sigh in agreement left Jungkookâs lips, his phone began to ring.
When you called him, telling him how much you wanted to see him, you hadnât expected him to answer so quickly. All it took was for you to tell him the address of the club you were at before he was showing up in search for you. It was cute how quick he was to see you.
âYou okay?â Was the first thing Jungkook asked when he found you among the mix of people. His arms circled your waist and you threw yours around his neck in greeting, taking in the musky smell of his cologne and nearly growing weak in the knees. He held you up with a strong arm as he looked around to who you were with.
âYeah, Iâm great, do you want a drink?â You asked, already trying to lead him to the bar but he shook his head no.
âIâm not drinking,â he said. He had barely drank half of one beer when you called and now that heâs seeing you, heâs decided itâs better he stays sober. You were very obviously intoxicated but not to the point where you were making a mess of yourself. He could just tell from the way your eyes glossed over and your slurred words. You called him to take care of you.
âY/n,â Sieun called to you as she held up another shot, âOne more.â
He watched you take it from her hands and down it back, scrunching your face in disgust as the warmth traveled down your throat. You chased it down with soda to wash away the taste and he held you upright. He didnât want to sound pushy but he had to ask, âHow much have you had already?â
âNot too much,â you said, leaning against him, âFive, maybe six drinks, Sieun?â
âAnd two shots,â Sieun said with a laugh as she looked up to Jungkook with curiosity in her gaze, âBut come on Y/n, isnât it time to finally introduce me to your new guy?â
You smiled, pulling Jungkook closer, âRight. Jungkook this is my best friend, Sieun. You might remember her from that first place we met and⊠Sieun, this is my boyfriend. Isnât he so cute?â
âThe cutest,â Sieun said looking at him, âYou said I could sleep over right?â
You nodded your head, sniffling slightly as you blinked away your blurred vision. Jungkook held you tighter as he turned to look at you, âAre you ready to go?â
âMaybe,â you admitted, feeling the sense of nausea begin to set in.
âWeâve been drinking for a while, she might have had one too many at this point,â Sieun said to him but he wasnât listening to her. Instead he was reading your face to see how you felt, âYou want to go home baby?â
You gave a weak nod and it was all it took for Jungkook to step up. He led you out with your friend close on his trail and helped you into the front seat. He buckled you in and kept your head from rolling to the side while your friend got in the backseat.
âThanks for picking us up,â Sieun said as Jungkook drove off, âYou seem like a good guy.â
Jungkook just nodded in acknowledgment, silently driving to your place and taking your hand in his. Now that you werenât standing and actively moving, your energy seemed to have died down. You looked tired now and he wondered if you were starting to get a headache.
âWas it just you two all night or did someone else join you?â Jungkook decided to ask. You were half asleep and he wanted to ask you instead but he was too impatient to wait. Plus, he didnât want you thinking he was worried.
âJust us two, you shouldâve joined us,â Sieun said from the backseat, âIt wouldâve probably been more fun.â
No it wouldnât have. All Jungkook would be able to think about is how annoying he thought she was and it would be evident on his face.
âNext time,â Jungkook lied as he pulled up to your building. He turned the car off and walked to your side, opening your door and helping you up. When you raised your arms to him, he couldnât help but lift you all the way to your apartment. He took your keys and unlocked your door, leaving it open for your friend to follow as he led you to your room.
âKooky,â you whined, falling onto the bed and lifting your leg. Jungkook didnât hesitate to help you out of your heels and get you into something else to sleep in.
He kind of liked that he was getting the chance to take care of you.
âCan you get me some water?â You asked, making yourself comfortable in your bed.
âOf course, Angel, Iâll be right back,â Jungkook said, softly caressing the side of your face before making his way out of the room. In all honesty, he had nearly forgotten Sieun was over until he was in the kitchen. She seemed to know where the extra blankets and pillows were and made her bed on the couch. She was in a skimpy dress and too tall of heels which she was struggling to get out of and looking at Jungkook, âOnce again, thanks for picking us up.â
âWell I wasnât just going to let Y/n find another way home,â Jungkook mumbled to himself as he opened your cabinet for a glass. He had already assumed heâd be picking you up if Sieun ditched you.
âYou know, youâre a lot cuter than I remember,â she said with a laugh as she kicked her heels off. She got up from her spot and made her way to the kitchen as Jungkook filled your glass, âItâs a shame, Y/n found you first.â
Jungkook couldnât stop the curl of his lips in disgust as he processed what she was saying. He looked over at her, âMeaning?â
âI just mean⊠youâre not usually Y/nâs type,â Sieun tried to say, her drunken speech more prominent, âI saw you that first night too.â
He couldnât help but roll his eyes, âWas that before or after you laughed when those guys called her a bitch?â
âThey were joking, and I told them off after,â Sieun said, invading his space to grab a cup for herself, âBut it was kind of hot how quick you were to jump in.â
Jungkook couldnât help but stare at her in disbelief. He couldnât believe she was trying to hit on him while you were in the other room. He was finding her more and more disgusting.
âYouâre kind of a slut, arenât you?â Jungkook asked with a slight chuckle, seeing her taken back expression.
âExcuse me?â She asked, her cocky smile gone as he insulted her suddenly.
âYou. Youâre a slut, right? I mean thatâs what Iâve picked up,â Jungkook said with a shrug, âWhy else would you be trying to hit on your friendâs boyfriend in her house?â
âI wasnât h-hiââ
âYou werenât?â Jungkook asked, âSo should I just get Y/n out here so she could listen to you too?â
Sieun had nothing to say at this point. She had in fact been hitting on him, or at least trying to see how far her teasing could go before he stopped it but she didnât expect to be called out like this. Jungkook didnât seem to care that she stopped and had begun to think about what was going on as he continued, âNow, if you ask me, I canât tell you why she would want to be friends with a trashy whore like you but I guess thatâs not for me to figure out. All I can really tell you is to stay out of my fucking way and donât bother talking to me again.â
With that, he left her alone in the kitchen trying to process what had just happened.
âI think I drank too much,â you whined tiredly when your boyfriend made his way back into your bedroom. An amused smile pulled at his lips as he handed you the glass of water and sat on your side of the bed, âIâm never drinking again.â
âOkay,â he whispered, only half-believing you and smoothing his hand down your side when you groaned about a headache, âDid you at least have fun?â
Jungkook just seemed to be too good to be true. You had never met, much less been with, a guy who seemed to have everything together the way he did and it was still hard for you to understand it. Not to mention the fact that he treated you so well and always has since you first met, itâs just hard to believe. What was his deal?
Maybe you were being paranoid and thinking that something bad was bound to happen soon but that had to be the case. Never once has anything ever worked out for you as well as your relationship with Jungkook has and you canât let it go. Youâve been with him for weeks and he hasnât made a single slip up.
He always texts back fast, and calls you when heâs free. Heâs always putting effort to see you and just takes care of you over all. He does a bunch of little things that make your heart flutter like bringing home whatever sweet you told him was your favorite, or cooking you something for dinner when youâre not in the mood to do it yourself. He lets you pick the movie or song and rarely makes you pay unless you beg him to and heâs always showing how much of his attention he has.
He's too perfect, sure thereâs still some things you donât know about him but heâll tell you over time, hopefully.
âAre you coming to dinner tonight?â Jimin asked over lunch on Friday. The cafeteria was full with college students and the two of you occupied a small table close to a window.
âI have to work but if I can get off early then I might,â You admitted, mindlessly scrolling through your Instagram. You looked up at the third chair beside you and asked, âWhereâs Sieun? I feel like sheâs been M.I.A for the last couple of days.â
âI donât know, she probably forgot she had a project due and is doing some last minute work on it,â Jimin said with a shrug, noting her absence, âOr sheâs tired of seeing you all lovey dovey when she canât keep a guy around.â
âDonât start with your little remarks, Chimmy,â you waved a playful finger at him, âSieun is happy doing what she wants.â
âYeah but thatâs because itâs her only choice. Do you think if someone showed actual interest, she wouldnât want to settle down?â Jimin asked, making you look at him skeptically. You didnât want to talk about Sieun behind her back but he made you think.
âI donât know, itâs not in her character, I donât even know what kind of guy she likes,â you admitted, slightly embarrassed to say. Assholes.
She usually likes the bad guys.
âDo you think sheâll go later?â You asked, attempting to change the subject.
âProbably, Jinâs gonna be there and some other guys sheâll want to flirt with so I donât see why sheâd miss it,â Jimin said, watching you begin to pack up your things as you finished eating. He followed suit and the two of you carried your trays to the drop-off station.
You rolled your eyes at what he said but didnât deny any of it and looked at the time on your screen, âIâve gotta get to my lecture but Iâll see you later?â
Jimin waved you off with a goodbye, letting you run off in one direction while he took the other and left the lunch room alone.
âWhereâs Y/n?â
The scream he let out was high-pitched and squeamish, he had a hand supporting his beating heart as he looked at Sieun with widened eyes, âDonât sneak up on people like that. She left to her next class, why? You avoiding her?â
He meant it as a joke, not caring much if the two of you talked either way. He canât count the amount of times he has to pick sides between your arguments. He usually bounces between you until one of you says something he agrees with and waits for everything to be square for the three of you to talk again. Sieun bit her lip instead of responding and that was a clear give away that you were.
âWhy?â
âI mean, Iâm not avoiding Y/n, like Iâm not mad at her or anything,â Sieun said as she walked with Jimin, âI just⊠I donât know ever since she started dating Jungkookââ
âOh, fuck no, I donât want to hear it,â Jimin said with a laugh, âDonât tell me youâre jealous.â
âIâm not! I mean I was, but Iâm not. I swear,â Sieun confessed, âHe creeps me out.â
âWhat do you mean?â He asked with piqued interest. Sieun let out a sigh as she shook her head, âI donât know he just seems⊠intense.â
And cruel.
And brutally honest.
And aggressive.
Jimin couldnât help but let his eyebrows knit together with confusion as he looked at her, tempted to ask her to elaborate. Before he could even think to ask her to explain, she was quick to say, âI just want to know if heâs coming tonight.â
âI donât think so,â Jimin said, stopping in his tracks, âWhatâs up with you? Did something happen?â
âNo,â Sieun rushed, âBut Iâve gotta get going. Iâll see you later?â
Jungkook had canceled his plans tonight for your sake. He had decided to tell Namjoon he wouldnât be fighting so that the two of you can spend time together and he could possibly bring up the thought of his fights to you. He needed to think about what he could lie about still and what you should know. If you handled the idea of these âsanctioned eventsâ then maybe youâd be fine with him doing them. Maybe youâll want to see one live and clean up his wounds after. He was trying to think of every possible outcome before bringing them up to you.
What he hadnât expected was for you to tell him you have plans that didnât involve him at all.
âSo youâre going out?â Jungkook asked as you talked over FaceTime. You had him set up on the computer as you sat around your part time job doing nothing but talking to him.
âNot really, Iâm just meeting up with some seniors for dinner. Weâre all good friends, you can come if you want. Iâm sure they wouldnât mind,â You told him, flipping through some magazine you pretended to browse. You werenât paying close attention to his facial expression and the way it hardened.
âAre there gonna be guys there?â He tried to sound casual like he didnât care either way but his nails dug into his palm the longer it took you to answer. Usually, he doesnât ask you these sort of things. He always quietly accepts whatever you tell him so youâre a bit surprised.
âA few, but Sieun is going, and thereâs a few seniors who arenât guys going too,â You told him honestly, waiting for him to say something but he just stayed silent. It made you pay closer attention to him and his tensed jaw.
âDidnât you go out last weekend?â Jungkook asked with a clear of his throat, âI was kind of hoping we could do something together later.â
âI mean, you can come along,â You tried to reason with him but his tone was slightly different. He seemed annoyed that you had plans and now youâre trying to avoid making him upset.
âMaybe I donât want to tag along with your friends, maybe I just want to spend the night with you and no one else,â Jungkook said, his tone sounding harsher than earlier, âI didnât realize Iâd have to schedule time to see my girlfriend.â
A light scoff left your lips as you took in what he said, âYou donât, and we saw each other last night and this morning so why are you making it such a big deal that I want to go out with my friends? I havenât seen some of them in months.â
Jungkook didnât say anything for a moment and the longer he stayed silent, the more anxious you got. You didnât want him upset with you but at the same time it's not like youâre constantly leaving him for someone else. Heâs with you nearly every night. You talk to him at nearly every point of the day so what's the big deal that you have plans tonight? Finally, you heard him release a sigh through the phone, and muttered out, âWhatever, have fun.â
The call ended abruptly and for the first time since you started seeing him, he seemed to be upset with you.
He threw his phone down on his bed trying his hardest to not seem as bothered as he clearly was. To him it was complete bullshit and he couldnât understand you at all. Why did it feel like he was the only one putting effort to be in a relationship? Was it his lack of true experience because he seriously thought he was doing fine. He treated you well and never got mad at you but youâre making it hard for him to keep playing nice. He doesn't give a shit about your friends and who you havenât seen in how long. You havenât made a single effort to meet his friends or know what he likes to do so it all just seems really fucking unfair.
Here he is trying to be a better person for you and you donât even seem to care. Instead you would rather go be with anyone but him and. He was not just going to let that happen.
With shaky fingers, he made a call to Namjoon, and retracted his previous statement because he changed his mind. He will go and fight tonight since clearly thereâs no reason for him to try and be better for you when you couldnât care less about him.
Itâs not like you could forget the fact that he was most likely upset with you now but you also werenât going to miss out with your friends. It made you feel selfish but at the same time⊠you were with him this morning. He slept in your bed and maybe you should have told him you had plans that had been set for some time now but you didnât think it mattered. He had seemed alright with every other time you were out so why was he so bothered this time around? Plus, you didnât lie to him. You really are just going to get dinner with some old classmates of yours so is there any real reason for him to be upset by it?
âSo Iâve heard youâre seeing someone, have I ever met him?â Your friend, Jin, asked over dinner. You were quiet for the most part, still thinking about Jungkook that when you finally got to the restaurant where everyone else had been waiting for you, you hadnât made any talk with anyone. You didnât want to be one of those people that brings your relationship problems out for everyone else to have to go through and maybe you were already overthinking it, but you didnât want to talk about Jungkook right now.
âNo, heâs uh, we met at a bar,â You said simply, stuffing your face with whatever was in front of you. Jin let his brows furrow and asked, âIs he good to you?â
âYeah,â You said honestly. Jungkook really was good to you and its making you realize that you were probably in the wrong tonight. You should have canceled on your friend because it was so obvious that he wanted to do something together but instead you chose to be stubborn and have it your way, âHeâs amazing.â
Jin looked surprised, and turned to Jimin and Sieun, âAnd what do you guys think about him?â
Heâs always been like this, probably because he met you when you were new to the area and showed you around. Heâs always had a tendency to act like an older brother with you which you were thankful for until it came to whoever you chose to date. He rarely took your word for it like youâd lie to save face of whatever asshole youâre seeing.
Jimin looked at Sieun, remembering the way she acted with you earlier. She said sheâs not avoiding you but sheâs made it a point to talk to everyone but you tonight and now that Jinâs looking to her, she can't ignore it any longer. He, himself, does not have much of an opinion on your boyfriend. He knows that he looked pissed off when Jimin hugged you goodbye that one time, but he mightâve dragged it on to push his button too. He doesn't have anything to say about the guy but Sieun made him question if there was something going on there.
Sheâs been acting strange and he wonders if Jungkook has something to do with it, but his mind goes to the wrong thing. He has to tell himself that Sieun would never do anything that could put you in a bad spot like going after your boyfriend but he cant help and wonder if thatâs why sheâs been stand-offish with you all day. He doesn't know Jungkook but is he the kind of guy to fool around with his girlfriendâs best friend?
Jimin looked at Sieun expectantly, waiting for her to respond and she shifted her gaze away nervously, âH-Heâs cool. He seems to care a lot about Y/n.â
âSo are we going out after this or what?â Someone asked from across the table, âItâs a Friday night, we should be out getting shitfaced already.â
âLet us at least finish our food, Tae, not everyone wants to drink more on an empty stomach,â Jin said with a laugh as he pushed your full plate close to you, âRight, Y/n?â
âOh, I donât know, I might call it a night when we get done here,â You said, checking your phone to see if you had any missed call or text from your boyfriend.
âY/n, you canât,â Another senior classmate, Yuna, said as she called for you, âI havenât seen you in so long and Jinnie has been hogging up all your attention. Just one drink, yeah?â
âHer boyfriend wont let her, I bet, does he always tell you what to do?â Cai asked with a laugh making you roll your eyes. Once dinner came to an end, you tried calling Jungkook but he didnât answer, instead the call went straight to voicemail and you were dragged out to another bar.
Jungkook hadnât been in the mood when he got onto the fighting mats. It was obvious on his face that he didnât care much for how to fight fair, he cared more about getting his hands on someone and that made him scarier. Itâs kind of alarming how one person can affect his mood for everyone else to deal with, especially when it meant fighting someone till he felt like stopping or was dragged off of them.
Thatâs evidently what had to have happened. His opponent was on the ground, coughing up blood and tapping on the mat wanting it to end but Jungkook just grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled him up once more. The guy made a gurgling sound, surprise making him choke on his words and fell hard with a thud when Jungkook pushed him down once more. He kept him down with his hands in tight fists until the bell rang and Hoseok was hopping over to pull him up. Once again, Jungkook was a winner.
âAtta boy,â Hoseok said with a grin as he was made winner and followed after him and Namjoo to the locker room. Jungkook was tired and annoyed that he couldnât even celebrate his win, even if Namjoon held the stack of money he won from not only the match but the betting too.
âAre you taking us out to celebrate, big winner,â Yoongi asked, the three oblivious to how silent Jungkook has been all night.
âNo,â Jungkook said as he threw on a hoodie, feeling a tinge of paid on his shoulder from one of the times the guy was lucky enough to land a hit on him. He would surely raise but it wasnât dislocatedâhe doesn't think.
âHeâs probably tired of us and wants to go see his girl,â Namjoon said with a chuckle, handing Jungkook his portion of the money and letting him walk off on his own. Jungkook ignored the crowds of people congratulating him and got on his bike, slipped on his helmet and drove home.
He connected his dead phone to its charger before heading to shower and wash off the grime of fighting, the sweat and blood that came with it and try to rid himself of anger too. The whole time he was fighting, he couldnât seem to let the thought of you go. It really did annoy the shit out of him how it felt like he wasnât a priority in your life. How it seemed like he was the last one you think about while youâre at the front and center of his. It was unfair. You were probably off sitting at a table with your friends, not even caring about him at all.
When he got in bed he hoped youâd be calling him some time soon. He didnât want to end the night without talking to you but he didnât want to call you either. If he called you, then once again he would be the one putting effort into talking and you wouldnât even care. So instead, he laid in bed with his feet hanging off the bed and his bruised arm thrown across his chest.
He thought about sleeping it off and just talking to you in the morning instead. That way he wasnât annoyed by your absence anymore and he could talk to you when he was more level-headed but that thought head been instantly thrown out the window by what he found out.
At first, Jungkook didnât want to believe the picture that was on his screen. If he believed it then he would have to come to accept that you lied to him and that was hard for him to swallow. Maybe he was overreacting, but then he thought about the way his chest tightened, his ribs squeezed around his heart, and his insides churned uncomfortably the longer he looked at it. The veins around his forearm protrude with the force he was applying on his phone, worried the screen would crack or heâd do something to make it stop working.
He needed it to work if he wanted his questions answered. Sliding his thumb across the screen, he went back to his messages, fingers trembling as he typed with urgency.
jungkook: y/n said she was just going to dinner.
hoseok: đŹlooks like she lied to u
He had to read over the words twice, three times almost as he tried to think about what Hoseok was saying. You had no reason to lie to him and you both knew it. The two of you were supposed to be working on your relationship and it isnât good for one of you to lie to the other. It was wrong, very wrong and he did not like being lied to.
Especially not when he couldnât understand why you would want to lie to him. Even if he had been annoyed you were going out, you didnât have to lie. You said you were going to dinner but you said nothing about going to the club, especially not with guys around you. Is that why you lied to him? Is that why you told him you would just be grabbing dinner? So that he wouldnât have to think about the guys you would be drinking with and laughing with like you didnât care about the boyfriend you ditched?
You were such a fucking liar. He sent one final text to Hoseok, asking where this was and it was the last thing he did before he got out of bed to find out for himself what you were up to.
âHow come weâre always the last oneâs to know youâre seeing someone?â Cai asked with a chuckle as he stood with you to the side while the others talked loudly about some old professor everyone shared, âIs it because Iâm old? Be honest.â
âOh my god, no, plus youâre still younger than Jin,â You laughed, âAnd because it kind of just happened. I donât know, I havenât been seeing Jungkook for long but heâs honestly great. When you meet him youâll like him.â
âWell why didnât you drag him out tonight?â Cai asked, slurring on his words a bit, âIt wouldâve been nice to meet my competition.â
âOh shut up,â you rolled your eyes playfully. It isnât the first time Cai has made comments like that but you always brush them off. He was talking to talk, he never meant anything by it and everyone knew it, âI should probably get going soon though, I've been gone longer than I told him Iâd be.â
âWho cares, youâre with your friends its not like youâre doing anything wrong,â Cai said pulling at your arm to keep you next to him, âWe havenât had a chance to catch up in forever, heâll be fine.â
A sigh left your lips as you looked down at your phone to see if heâs messaged you yet but there was nothing. It made you wonder just how upset he was with you and in the end, all you wanted to do was leave and go find him, âI think I should go.â
âY/n,â Cai drunkenly whined as you began walking away but something stopped you and it wasnât the arm Cai was holding onto you with. Just a couple yards away, your boyfriendâs familiar cold stare was directed to the person at your side and you couldnât think fast enough. How did he know where you were? Ours not sure, everything happened so fast and that had been the last thing on your mind.
âJungkook,â you called out to him as he stormed past you and with a closed fist, hit Cai straight on the jaw. The punch had him stumbling back into the bar table behind him and falling to the floor with a hand on his bleeding face. You cringed with shock as Jungkook kicked his side making Cai curl his body into a ball to stop the hitting but Jungkook didnât stop.
âStop!â You cried out, wanting it to end but unsure how to make that happen when Jungkook got on top of him and delivered clear blows to your friendâs face with a relentless amount of strength that not even Jin could put a stop to. A crowd had begun to crowd and bouncerâs were trying to make their way through but some guys you faintly remember hanging around Jungkook got to him first. It took both Namjoon and Hoseok to pull Jungkook off and even then he was fighting against their hold.
You were shaking with worry as you watched Yuna crouch down next to Cai who was covered in blood, you looked at Jungkook who was just seeing red and without thinking, you followed him out, uttering out apologies to all your friends as you did so.
âWhat the hell is wrong with you?â You asked him as Hoseok dragged him all the way outside.
âGet in your car and go before the cops show up,â He told him, speaking over you like what you said didnât matter but Jungkook wasnât listening to him.
âI thought you were just going to dinner!â Jungkook said angrily, sweat coating his hair as he yelled angrily, âInstead I find out youâre getting close with some other guy as if you donât have a fucking boyfriend!â
âWhat are you talking about?â You felt like crying as you watched his friends keep him from getting too close to you, âHeâs my frienââ
âRight, everyone is just your fucking friend, Y/n. So explain this,â Jungkook showed you his phone screen and your heart nearly dropped. It was a picture of you from inside the club with Caiâs arms around your waist. It had been two seconds of hi trying to get you to dance with him before everyone told him to keep his hands to himself but of course th picture made it look a hundred times worse than it was. You would never cheat on Jungkook nor give anyone the wrong idea and before this mess had happened, you were planning on leaving them and going to him.
âI tried to call you,â you attempted to say but Jungkook wasnât listening, âJungkook, you just attacked my friend, do you get that?â
âOh fuck off, Y/n, why is your friend all over you when you have a boyfriend? Do you think Iâm fucking stupid? You lied to me, you ditched me for all of themââ
âThat doesn't mean you put your hands on someone!â You yelled back in anger, âIt feels like I don't even know you.â
You thought he was sweet. He was calm and caring and although you had wondered if he was scary, you never believed it. He was always so soft itâs you but right now⊠right now you watched him beat your friend to a pulp and h didnât look sorry at all. If anything he looked ready for more.
Sirens were going off in the distance, surely coming in this direction and you took a step back from him,âWeâre done.â
âWhat?â Jungkook asked, genuinely surprised, âY/nââ
âJungkook come on man, you can't get arrested again,â Namjoon said trying to pull his friend back and you didnât miss what he implied. This wouldnât be the first time he would get arrested and it just solidified how little you thought you knew about him.
âGet off me,â Jungkook pushed at his best friend as you began to walk away from him, âY/n!â
You couldnât bring yourself to turn around as you headed back inside, ignoring the way he yelled out for you and looked for your friends.
It took two days for him to do something. You left him alone outside some nightclub while he called out for you and you never turned back. You didnât answer his calls or texts and he waited. He waited two entire days for you to cool off and talk to him. In reality, he felt as though he shouldâve been the one ignoring you. This happened because you didnât prioritize him.
Now, youâve tried to toss him aside like he didnât matter to begin with and that is what bothered him the most.
He doesnât give a fuck about your friends or the guy he left to bleed out on the ground. He cared about you and how you comforted someone else while he was dragged home by his friends. And even with how angry he was at you for trying to end it with him he still gave you time to get over it. He let you ignore him. He gave you the choice and now youâre taking advantage of it. Why are you doing this to him?
âI donât know man, it was bad, you kind of went crazy,â Yoongi tried to tell him as he watched Jungkook bench press over his weight. The two were at the gym with Yoongi trying to get Jungkook out of this mood heâs been stuck in since Friday. He had this anger in him that wouldnât disappear and the other night he was so mad, not only at the fighting match but at the club too and he shouldâve stopped him. Itâs not like none of them saw the signs, it had been so obvious before the fight that Jungkook was upset. Hoseok shouldâve never shown him that picture.
âI was fine,â Jungkook muttered under his breath between counting his set, âDo I not have a right to be upset when another guy is grabbing at my girlfriend?â
Ex girlfriend, Yoongi thought but he pushed it aside as he spotted for Jungkook and made sure the barbell was put back into its holder when he sat up, âI didnât say that but⊠donât you think youâve been taking things too far lately? What happened to that Minho guy?â
âWho cares? Iâm tired of these people trying so hard to ruin what Iâve built with Y/n,â Jungkook huffed, âI love Y/n and she loves me too, alright? Iâve never felt this way for anyone else and Iâm not going to let these fucking⊠pieces of shit take away the one thing I have ever wanted. You think I want Y/n to be scared of what Iâll do? Do you think I want her to push me away? No! She has to know that I love her so much Iâll do anything to make sure no one hurts her or gets in our way. Thatâs it.â
Yoongi wasnât sure what to say anymore. He would never do anything to go against his friend, heâs known him too long and knows too much about what the kid has gone through to ever turn against him but⊠for the first time, he truly believed something was seriously wrong with Jungkook.
âIs he really okay?â You asked Jin as he joined you for lunch on Monday.
âHeâs alright, just a broken nose I guess,â Jin said to the three, âHe said heâs not mad, yâknow.â
âI know, but I just canât look at him without feeling guilty,â You admitted, Cai had texted you he was alright after your dozen apologies but you havenât gone to see him yet.
When you had gotten back inside, everyone was gone and off helping Cai up. Jin took him to the hospital because he didnât want to deal with the cops either and Yuna and Sieun went with. The only one that had stayed behind was Jimin, hoping youâd be back and away from Jungkook. He took you home and you havenât been able to see Cai since.
You just couldnât wrap your mind around it. Jungkook was⊠he was like a stranger to you. The nice guy you had met was gone and replaced with some monster and it was hard for you to grasp.
Was this the same guy who stuck up for you when Jisoo was upset you rejected him?
The same guy who made you a custom helmet and whined whenever you left bed? He carried you home after a night drinking and took care of you without complaint. Was this really the same guy you saw ignoring the obvious egging of that stranger at the restaurant?
âI swear Iâve never seen Jungkook act like that,â you sighed, biting your bottom lip with worry, âI donât know what happened.â
âHave you talked to him?â Jimin asked from your side.
âNo,â you gasped in shock, âObviously not, Iâ heâs tried contacting me but Iâm not responding. He broke Caiâs nose.â
âI was just asking,â Jimin said with a shoulder shrug, âThe guyâs a psychopath the way he just showed up and did that. Heâs dangerous.â
Part of you wanted to deny that and say that Jungkook wasnât dangerous at all but you canât. Youâre aware something is off about the way he acted and you couldnât ignore it.
But he reacted so calmly when that guy at the restaurant was trash talking him. He didnât even look at him and when you asked if he was alright, he said he was fine. How could he assault Cai without wasting a second to think it over? What made this instance different from the other guy? The other guy was actually saying things to get under Jungkookâs while Cai was just being his usual self but photographed in the wrong moment.
âDoes anyone remember the news a couple weeks ago? Some guy was hurt in his own home?â You suddenly asked, âWho knows his name?â
âWhat?â Jin asked with confusion at the change of subject. He wondered if you were still uncomfortable talking about Jungkook and wanted an escape, âKim Minho or something.â
Donât ask why you suddenly thought of that but it had been at such an odd time. You had just been having dinner around that neighborhood and suddenly from somewhere around there someone was attacked. You didnât think of it much back then but now with the way Jungkook had acted with Cai, it made you wonder.
âAlright, well I told Yuna Iâd pick her up from work so I should probably get going,â Jin said as he stood up looking at you, âAre you gonna be okay?â
You gave him a brief nod as Jimin stood up too, asking for a quick ride with and it left you alone with Sieun faster than either of you realized. You talked a little during the dinner on Friday but it feels different lately, like she doesnât want to be around you. Even when Jungkook attacked Cai, she didnât message you and only tagged along when Jimin made her. It was strange.
âSo are you mad at me?â You asked her. Sieun wasnât looking at you but at the front of the cafe window trying to avoid your stare when you caught her off guard.
âNo.â
âReally? It just feels like youâve been acting different with me lately,â you said, âIs it because of Jungkook? Because of what happened on Friday?â
âItâs not thaâwell, I donât know Y/n. Jungkook seems⊠he seems like a violent person,â she said to you, âA-nd he doesnât deserve you and neither do I.â
You looked at her with a sudden racing heart, âNeither do you? What do you mean?â
Her silence alarmed you and it was hard for you to ignore the nervous bite of her bottom lip and shifty eyes, âDid something happen between you guys?â
Now was the time to tell you, while you were still bothered by Jungkook. You had no idea what would come out of her mouth but knowing your friend and her history, it made you worried to find out. You already didnât want to see him but if something happened between the two of them you canât imagine it wouldnât hurt you.
Sieun shook her head, âNo. NoâI mean, not what you think, but I was drunk andââ
âYou slept with him?â You asked, tired of the way she kept stumbling over her words. She needed to just spit it out at this point. What was she trying to say?
âNo, but I⊠Y/n, youâre my best friend and I know what I did was wrong but I did try and flirt with himâhe turned me down fast! B-but, I donât know, he just said some really hurtful shit,â Sieun said with her head down like she was too embarrassed to admit her wrongs.
âSo⊠you were hitting on my boyfriend while sleeping over at my house and he said something that hurt your feelings?â Your tone was cold and distant like you want to sympathize with her but you couldnât bring yourself to do it, âWhat did he say?â
âNothing, I mean, he called me a slut and a trashy whore and basically told me to fuck offâunderstandable! Iâm really sorry, Y/n, I was drunk,â she practically cried, âI donât know, he was kind of scary and then seeing what he did to CaiâŠâ
You didnât say anything and it scared her. Obviously sheâs well aware she made a mistake the night she slept over at your place and she seriously regrets it. She wished she wasnât like this and she doesnât want you to think you canât trust her but Jungkook is intense and she doesnât want you around him.
âY/nââ
âI should go, Iâm gonna be late to my last class,â you finally said with a sigh, raising from the table with your things and ignoring the way she called for your name. To be honest, you just werenât sure how to take that. Part of you doesnât want to care because of what Jungkook did to Cai and how itâs better that you just donât talk to him again⊠but at the same time, you did have feelings for Jungkook. You wish you could say they disappeared the second he acted like someone you didnât know but that wouldnât be the truth at all.
You still want to be with Jungkook and thatâs why it hurts you that he put his hands on someone you consider a friend. Not to mention what Sieun said hurt you more than you would like to admit. Sheâs supposed to be your friend and you know her habits but to find out she would do something behind your back to try and get with your then boyfriend⊠it doesnât sit right with you at all.
And itâs annoying how much you missed Jungkook.
jungkook: can we talk
jungkook: ik u donât want to see me but I miss u
jungkook: u havenât talked to me in days
jungkook: im sorry
jungkook: can i come over to talk?
Days.
He watched days go past him and you still wouldnât talk to him. It was getting ridiculous at this point and it was harder for him to be patient. Did you seriously mean it when you said it was over? Did you think heâd just let you walk away from him and have to suffer knowing you wonât talk to him ever again?
Not once since the two of you have met did he think he gave you any reason to want to end things with him and itâs hard for him to believe youâll end it over something like this. He was upset that you lied to him after knowing he was already upset about you going out and then you dump him like he was in the wrong?
Frankly, he doesnât give a fuck about what happened to your friend. He doesnât care if the two of you were close or if he beat him on the floor till he was dragged off him. He doesnât care if the guy is suffering or if your relationship with him is cut. You are with Jungkook, he shouldâve been your first priority the same way you are his. He shouldnât have to worry about other guys wanting to get with you. Heâs loyal to you and he deserves the same so how is it his fault that he reacted in such a way? The picture was enough proof that you didnât have boundaries with the people around you and all he did was help you set them. Why are you so upset with him because of it?
And it wasnât fair for you to ignore him and not want to hear his side of things, it bothered him more than anything. He tried being patient, tried giving you time and not show up at your door every hour but he was left with no other option. Itâs been hours since he pulled up to your apartment, waiting to see what time you would get home and itâs beginning to get to him.
To be clear, Jungkook doesnât think thereâs anything wrong with what heâs doing. Heâs just decided that heâs going to make sure you have no choice but to talk to him. Thatâs why heâs been in his car across the street waiting to see what time youâll be home so he could knock on the door.
What he hadnât expected was to see you walk to the entrance with a guy at your side.
He told himself not to react. All he needed to do was sit back and wait for you to be alone. He didnât want to think about who this person was and judging by the work attireâa coworker, he assumedânor did he want to overthink it. You werenât standing too close to him or looking too happy talking to him and Jungkook had to remind himself that the longer the two of you stood at your door talking. He was not jealous.
Seriously.
You can talk to whoever you want but while he canât sleep over the fact that you tried breaking up with him, you seem completely fine. Maybe his vision is skewed but why donât you seem as affected as he does? Why is he the one feeling tossed aside? Is it because heâs always put in more effort? He continues to put in more effort. And despite it all, you would rather spend your time talking and with literally anyone but him. Thatâs what he was mad about.
So he sat in his car and waited for the guy to leave and all he could think about was how he would storm over there and make you talk to him and try to work things out. He was going to make you forgive him because he canât stand being away from you or seeing you with anyone else.
When the moment was right, he got out of his car, crossed the street to enter your building, and knocked on your door.
Your vision of him through the peephole was warped but there was no denying that was your ex boyfriend and you couldnât contain the drop in your face. For some reason, since Jungkook hadnât shown up at your place crying for you back, you hadnât taken him as the type but now here he was, leaning his hand against the door looking through the peephole and waiting for you to let him in.
You were stuck between inviting him in or ignoring him further but you were too curious. You havenât wanted to even think about Jungkook because you knew you would struggle being around him but you also wanted to see him. You missed him and everything youâve heard should make you run but you canât just forget he exists. You donât want to and heâs tired of letting you.
âItâs late,â you said, using little effort to turn him away.
âI just want to talk,â Jungkook said, looking down the hall with worry, âYouâve been ignoring me.â
He said it so nonchalantly like he didnât care either way and you couldnât help but roll your eyes, âBecause weâre not together anymââ
âSays who? You didnât even give me a chance to defend myself, baby,â Jungkook said, circling the door handle and testing to see if it was locked.
You bit back a scoff in disbelief, swinging the door open in anger and barking back, âDefend yourself against what? I literally watched you attack my friend for no reason.â
âI know, I was out of line,â Jungkook pushed the door open, stepping in quickly before you could regret opening it and closing it behind him, âBut⊠you lied to me. You knew I wanted us together that night and you chose your friends and then you lied about what you would be doing. I even told you how uncomfortable I felt for you to be with other guys when Iâm not around and you lied and did it behind my back anyway. Do I not have a reason to be upset?â
âThen, you want to ignore me and act like I donât matter at all and you expect me to just be okay with that?â He went on, his tone growing harsher the longer he went on, âIâm just supposed to stand back and let you throw me away when Iâve done nothing but try and show you how Iâve felt about you since the very beginning? How is that fair, Y/n?â
âJungkook,â you sighed, hand touching your forehead to ease an approaching headache as you tried to wrap your mind around everything he was saying. You also didnât expect to suddenly be put on blast and have to deal with the mess that happened.
âI⊠you broke his noseâhow did you evenâhowâd you know where I waâyou were so angry! It was scary, Iâm sorry for lying but I was going to tell you. I tried calling you and you didnât pick up!â You stumbled over your words, pacing your living room as you tried to talk, âAnd either way it doesnât mean you put your hands on someone.â
He wanted to just scream at you and tell you to forget that. Forget your stupid fucking friend.
âY/n, please, it was a mistake,â he tried to even out his tone and sound calmer, trying a different route to talk to you and get you to sit with him at least, âAnd Iâll apologize everyday if I have to but please donât leave me because of it. IâI wasnât thinking and all I saw was some guy talking to my girlfriend and trying to get touchy.â
âIt was scary,â you admitted, warily as he sat down, taking your hand and trying to guide you to sit too, âIâve never seen you like that before.â
âI know, and you donât know how much I regret acting that way but I canât deal with you ignoring me either, sit down please,â he said in a soft, calming tone. You reluctantly let him pull you down, sitting about a foot away from him.
Honestly, Cai had been acting a little too touchy that night but he was supposed to be one of your good friends and you were just going to move on and play it off like his usual self. It is one of those moments where you could understand why Jungkook was bothered, you do have a lot of guy friends and clearly not all have the best intentions. Does that still give him a right to do what he did? No, but⊠maybe Cai deserved it a little.
Heâs the one who insisted on going out for a drink after dinner. Heâs the one who stayed by your side majority of the night and begged you to stay. Youâre still not sure how Jungkook knew exactly where you were or what picture but now you could only assume someone he knew spotted you. Maybe it looked like you were playing him for another guy and it sucks that you can understand why that would bother him.
Cai isnât even mad still, of course he thinks you broke it off with Jungkook [which you did!] but how would he feel to know youâre sitting so close to him after feeling so sorry for your friend?
A sigh escaped your lips as you felt yourself slowly giving in to Jungkook and felt his arms down at your waist trying to pull you even close. You were being stubborn and making it hard for him to move you but he didnât mind putting in the extra effort, he can just see your walls beginning to break down again, âY/n, please baby, just stop ignoring me.â
You let him pull you onto his lap and even went as far as circling your arm around his shoulders for support as you said, âWhy do you know how to fight so well?â
Your question took him off guard but he wasnât going to act phased by it, instead he took a deep breath and decided he should be honest, âI box, remember? At the gym, a-and make a little money on the side from it.â
âIs that what you do when you hang with your friends?â You asked and he shook his head no.
âNo, I wanted to put it behind me but the other night I went to fight because you wanted to go get dinner,â Jungkook cleared his throat awkwardly, âY/n, I will put it all in the past if you take me back.â
âAnd what about what your friend said? About how you canât go to jail again?â You asked abruptly, shifting away from him just slightly and his arms tightened at your waist, âWhy are you keeping things from me but expecting me to be honest?â
âBecause itâs different,â Jungkook answered bitterly, âIâm keeping things that Iâm embarrassed of from you. Thereâs parts of me Iâm too scared to show you and I donât want you to run away from me, please. I know I have to work on things but Iâve been trying. Iâve been nothing but caring to you and I donât think itâs fair that my past, of all things, is what pushes you away. I canât change the things Iâve done but please, Y/n, Iâll be better. I swear it.â
You debated bringing up the Sieun part now that youâve thought about it better but honestly, thereâs nothing to mention. Obviously you hate any sort of slut shaming but she tried to get with your boyfriend. Jungkook chose questionable wording to turn her down but she shouldnât have thrown herself at him in the first place, right? You decided you wonât stop talking to Sieun over it because as it seems, your boyfriend turned her down pretty fine on his own and it makes you want to trust him so itâs only right heâs able to trust you when youâre with guys, right? Youâre going to continue to talk to Sieun but for now on youâre gonna keep her far from whoever youâre seeing because clearly she doesnât respect you enough to stay away in her own. Thereâs just too many factors into being her friend or not and you donât want to jeopardize your friendship with others because of it.
At some point throughout your rampant thoughts, Jungkookâs soft touch on your thigh hadnât been enough to snap you out of your daze until you felt it travel higher than before.
âThink about it baby,â Jungkook said, thankful that today was like every other day where you wore your pretty little skirts that made it so easy for his hand to find where it wanted to go. Now, his rough fingers were grazing along the softness of your thigh teasingly, âHow good are we together? Have I ever treated you wrong?â
You didnât say anything, quite literally feeling where this was going and stuck between putting a stop to it and letting it go on. He placed a soft kiss against your shoulder blade, âAnd youâve missed me too, I know you have so why act like we donât belong together?â
He felt the way a gasp caught in your throat as his hand disappeared just under your skirt, teasing your inner thighs now. Your hand fell over his as though youâd push him away if he took it too far but you didnât. You let the tip of his middle finger press against your pantie clad heat testing to see how far he could go before you stopped him. He just canât help it, he really had missed you so much and he hasnât been able to see or touch you in so long. How was he supposed to hold himself back when youâre sitting on his lap? If you were still upset with him, you wouldnât even want him around you but instead heâs managed to get you exactly where he wants you and thatâs in his arms.
âBecause we barely know anything about each other,â you said bitterly, your back stiffening with anticipation as he teased your covered cunt under your skirt. You really should push him away.
âThatâs not true,â Jungkook whispered against your neck, his other hand joined the one under your skirt and moved your underwear to the side making you let out a gasp at the sudden exposure, âI know where you grew up, what youâre studying, what you look like in the morning, what makes you upset, how you like your breakfast and⊠and I know the sounds you make when I touch you right here.â
To further his point along, he pressed a gentle touch to where your clit is hidden under its hood. He was pulling reactions from your body that you didnât expect to give him anymore. There was a slight wetness between your folds now that he teased a finger into, sliding it between your labia until his finger was soaked in it. Then, he brought the same coated finger to your clit, softly pressing circles around it as it hardened with his touch. As he did all this, he kissed along your neck nearly making you forget whatever went wrong.
âBut what do I really know about you?â You tried to ask between panting breaths, unable to stop your hips from slowly gyrating against his lap when he touched you with both hands, âYouâre the one who has been lying, you never told me about your fighting.â
âI planned to,â he admitted, his hand sliding down your folds gently, middle finger pressing into the puddle of slick he knew your entrance was located at. With the added stimulation to your clit, he could feel your body begin to squirm on his lap and it was making his jeans tighten around his groin as he felt arousal begin to seep into his own body. âI was going to tell you everything when the right time came along, you know that.â
âJungkook,â you sighed, either in a moan or warning but you couldnât tell anymore and let your head fall back against his shoulder, bucking your hips to meet his hand. His touch was gentle but firm, his caress along your thigh was teasing and when his lips pressed against your neck, you couldnât help but spread your legs just a little further.
âYes, baby?â The length of his finger fit perfectly between your folds, massaging them each time he pulled his finger out of your wet pussy. You had begun to grind against his hardened bulge, dragging your hips against his cock while he fingered you. A low groan bubbled in his chest as he looked at your pretty face, lips parted softly and fucking yourself on his fingers, âDid you miss me too?â
You nodded your head, breathing heavily when you felt him dig his stiff cock against your sensitive cunt. The rough material of his jeans felt surprisingly good against your thighs and couldnât help but hump against it. His lips brushed against yours, âSay it.â
âI missed you,â the words barely made it past your lips before he was kissing you, making you try and twist your upper body to reach him better and moaned into his mouth when he pushed another finger into your cunt, fucking you with both while his tongue made out with yours.
You didnât receive much warning to the knot that tightened in your stomach the deeper his fingers felt like they could go, and with the sudden adrenaline coursing through your veins, you couldnât control the wave of orgasm that hit you. Jungkook knew just how to curl his fingers, tease your clit and kiss your neck. It was unfair to come undone by him so easily. Embarrassing even.
Jungkook was left to think the complete opposite. He felt the way your body gave itself to pleasure, felt your thighs twitch and threaten to close. Felt the way your breath hitched between kisses and how you arch your back off him to fight against the feeling he brought to you. It made his cock jump to know he so easily pulled such responses from you, made you feel good and relaxed. Since the first time, heâs been obsessed with making you feel good.
âLetâs take these off,â Jungkook mumbled in a groggy voice laced with arousal. He tugged at the hem of your ruined panties, finally annoyed by them and pulled them down your thighs, âTheyâre in my way.â
You helped take them off as he began to unbutton his jeans, kicking them off along with his tight briefs that did a poor job of hiding his erect dick. It nearly peaked out from the hem and he got rid of them as fast as he could. His cock stood at attention, watching the way you had leant forward to toss your underwear aside and he couldnât help but touch it. His hand was still covered in some of your release but it created a soft glide as he jerked his cock teasingly, âCan you sit on it?â
Jungkook had a strange way of sounding demanding while gentle, he had a way of getting what he wanted. Although you were the one to be so hesitant to even let him inside, the thought has completely left your body as you did as told. You didnât care for protection or anything in the way, in truth you were beyond turned on and you forgot how good Jungkook made you feel.
All that talk about being done, not knowing anything about him and being scared was for nothing because you took his cock all the same. You both moaned at the raw feel of your walls tightening around his dick. You werenât at all crazy about sex, but you had it with him often and going without it the past week and a half felt too long. Jungkook knew how to please you, he was a good boyfriend and so fucking attractive it was hard for you to care about his other red flags.
And as if someone knew you were succumbing to your supposed ex boyfriend and how his walls stretched you out, the table lit up with a call displayed on your phone. Your hands supported yourself on his knees as you sunk down on his cock, feeling the way his hands inched up your torso, yanking on your shirt to get it off you.
âGood girl,â Jungkook sighed out when you took him fully, swaying your hips to adjust to his size and giving his cock a squeeze, âJust ignore them, alright?â
You bit your lip, looking at the screen where a group call was waiting for you. It was like a wake-up call about your friends and how intimidating Jungkook was to them. He was aggressive and cruel, but was he? He apologizes for what happened with Cai, and he doesnât care for Sieun because heâs loyal to you so whereâs the real problem? Itâs definitely not where he groped at your tits, bucking into your cunt with his thick cock, knowing just what pace you liked.
âFuck,â you let out a soft gasp when it felt like his dick was reaching deeper inside you as he leant forward, making you hold onto the end of the coffee table for support. Your knees hit the ground and he knelt behind you, arching your back just a little more to feel the way your walls rubbed around his dick during every thrust.
âUnless you want them to know whoâs fucking you right now,â Jungkook said, his free hand gripping at your hips under your skirt and fucking you on his cock from behind. At some point he hand flung his t-shirt off and he had a clear view of your ass under the skirt. His V-line seemed more pronounced everytime he bucked his hips into you and the veins leading down his navel seemed to throb to life with all the blood flowing to where he fucked you.
He was clearly bluffing [you think] and it made your eyes roll to the back with pleasure, arching back into him and pushing your phone further away before he got any ideas. You clicked for it to stop, struggling with the way your body seemed to jump with each thrust, and flipped it to face down.
âFuck,â you repeated, dropping your head down, âNo.â
Jungkook couldnât hide the way his face hardened at your whispered no, surely implying that you didnât want them to know who you were with. He, personally, didnât seem to care if they knew he was fucking you so well that you could barely stand. What did they expect? He was patient, he was persistent and he was the only one you should be with at the end of the day. Was it the thought of your friends knowing you were having sex or the thought of them knowing it was with him that you didnât want?â
Didnât you want him?
âNo? Why not?â He asked, hunching over your back to reach your neck, speaking in your ear, âYou donât want anyone knowing youâre with your boyfriend?â
Boyfriend.
Did you decide to take him back and forget everything else? You could fight back and tell him that heâs not your boyfriend but what if that made him stop fucking you?
Did it make you a bad friend to still be with the one guy who makes you feel things and treats you in ways youâre not used to? Jungkook knew you were close again, and he knew it would be hard to get any real response from you but he tried it anyway, knowing just what he wanted you to say, how he wanted you to say it.
âRight, baby, youâre not leaving me,â Jungkook said bluntly, fingers tracing down your side knowing how sensitive you were to any touch, âYou and I arenât breaking up.â
âJungkookââ
âYouâre not going to try and leave me again, are you?â Jungkook asked with a harsh thrust that had your head falling forward with a moan. He brought his hand to the back of your neck, trying to drag your head up to look at him. âI love you.â
Your hand tapped against the coffee table as if asking for a tap-out but he kept going, feeling how you tightened and recoiled against his cock. You were so close. So very close to cumming all over him and he couldnât wait.
âSay you love me,â he begged, teasing you with open mouth kisses.
âI love you,â you gasped the quicker he went, feeling yourself close to snapping.
âSay it again,â he thrusted into you deeply, giving your hips no room to move as he trapped you against the coffee table.
âI love you,â you repeated with a moan you couldnât control.
âAgain,â he begged, hands falling to the edge of the table and stuffing you with as much of himself as you could take, your sudden high hitting you like before.
The words could barely form on your lips as you let go, feeling your orgasm reach your entire body. Jungkook waited, clenching his jaw the tighter your walls clamped down on him and before he knew it, he was cumming. His eyes squeezed shut with pleasure as he fell limp against your back, âI love you so fucking much, please donât ever leave me again.â
You would think that by the way he was acting it was like you were broken up for years, not days, and it reminded you of just how obsessed it felt like he was. His need to talk to you all day, visit you all night, and get jealous whenever your attention wasnât on him.
He was possessive and a liar but why did he care for you so gently? Why was he so harsh with everyone but you and how could you not want to give in to him?
Even as you felt his cum drip out of you when he pulled out, you werenât worried about the failure to use protection. In truth you were a little dazed by the entire evening to process what had just happened. Your ex suddenly showed up to your place begging for you back with his dick in your pussy and stars in your eyes. Were you not supposed to give in after all of that?
âAngel,â Jungkook touched your naked back softly, âAre you alright?â
âYes,â you said looking back at him and the way he still struggled to catch his breath, clearly as equally affected by it as you.
âCome here,â he said lovingly as he helped you to your feet, âYou look tired.â
He was smug too, a smile showing as he led you to your bedroom like everything was back to normal and you let him. He washed up with you, joined you in your bed and held you while you slept the night away.
All his hard work had paid off and he was back with you in his arms and no one in the way. Whatever you might have thought about him, about him and the guy from the restaurant, or his secret fighting and how he attacked Cai went out the window. You didnât care about any of it when you were with him.
Everything had gone back to what he considered normal. He was spending practically every night he desired over at your place and you werenât pushing him away. You gave up on trying to push him away and youâve been happier ever since.
You havenât been honest with your friends about him though, they donât know how youâre back together and frankly, you would rather keep it that way. Cai is finally doing better but things are still awkward between you even if he says he isnât mad. At the end of the day, he was assaulted just for being around you, even if he had been too touchy. Youâre lucky he isnât pressing charges on Jungkook and you really donât want anyone to know how easily you took him back. It made you feel shitty but you couldnât help yourself. Jungkook does make you feel things youâve never felt before.
âAre you going to go get it?â Jimin asked as you searched inside your backpack for the sixth time in search of your laptop. You forgot it at home and you only knew this because Jungkook had so kindly sent you a text asking if you didnât need it today. You were running late this morning due to your boyfriend who wouldnât let you out of bed fast enough and left it on the counter on your way out the door. You had an online exam in less than an hour and you really didnât want to have to borrow one from the campus library.
âYeah, if I run I can make it back in time,â you said with a sigh as your two friends followed behind you.
âWant me to come with?â Sieun asked, clearing her throat awkwardly. Since you found out about how she threw herself at Jungkook, sheâs made it her mission to get on your good side again. You couldâve easily ended your friendship with her but then you thought about how funny the situation was. As annoying and absurd as it was that she would even try to get at Jungkook, there was something satisfying to know he didnât succumb to her flirting. Plus, she apologized and you enjoyed making her have to beg for your friendship again.
âNot really, youâve got another class soon, donât you?â You said, brushing it off like you were thinking about the trouble it would cause her. In reality, you knew your boyfriend was probably home early from work, probably video gaming on your couch with Bam at his feet and no shirt on. You really didnât need that to be what she walked into. They walked you to the bus stop but you found yourself wanting to turn away when you looked ahead. You were too nervous to look at either of them but you could read it in the way that they slowed their pace, they were looking at Jungkook.
Just at the entrance gates stood your boyfriend with his signature motorcycle behind him and a baseball cap lowered over his eyes. He smiled at you, opening his backpack and pulling out your laptop.
You couldnât hold back the sigh of relief you felt as you walked up to him still feeling nervous. You took your laptop and stuffed it into your backpack, âWhat are you doing here?â
âWhat do you mean?â He asked with a laugh, taking your hand in his and pulling you closer, âI brought it so you wouldnât have to go back home for it. I thought youâd be a little more thankful.â
âI am, thank you,â you confessed, unable to help the way you looked back at Jimin and Sieun who stood there surprised at the sight. They couldnât wrap their mind around the idea of you taking your violent boyfriend back.
âWhatâs wrong?â Jungkook asked, lifting his head to look behind you but his vision was slightly obscured by the rim of his hat. He didnât have to see more to understand what the problem was and he couldn't help but let his jaw clench with annoyance. He had growing suspicions and what it might be and heâs not liking it. Itâs as if you didnât want your friends to see you with him.
âNothing, but seriously, thanks for bringing it to me. I was just about to start walking home,â you said, hoping to ease some of the tension, âI should probably go and study for this exam because I have a strong gut feeling Iâm going to fail. Are you staying over again?â
âCan I?â Jungkook questioned, arm tightening around your waist, âOr are you tired of me yet?â
You rolled your eyes playfully, âYou can come over whenever you want, you know that. But okayâI should get going.â
He caught you before you could let go of him and smiled sweetly, teasingly, âCan I get a kiss first?â
It was such a small favor but it felt deeper than that. His smile barely reached his eyes and he was strongly aware of the audience behind you that stared at him with worry. You havenât told your friends and it bothers him to know you want to keep him a secret. After everything heâs done to get back with you, you want to hide it from your friends? You thought he wouldnât find out?
âYour hat is in the way,â you said awkwardly trying to pry his arm off you so you could disappear into the library where your friends wouldnât ask what was going on. You could feel their eyes glaring at the back of your head and seeing Jungkook was surprising enough, watching you kiss him would be unspeakable.
Jungkook grabbed his ballcap by the bill and turned it around on his head, flipping it so the bill was facing the back and the back was in the front, âBetter?â
Your lips parted in a small gasp, practically drooling at how he looked. He made it so incredibly hard to resist him. This time around, he grinned, loving the way your cheeks flushed when he riled you up and without asking, leant down to catch your lips with his.
You immediately kissed him back, forgetting about the people who would soon be interrogating you and enjoyed it. When you pulled back, Jungkook was biting on his bottom lip to keep himself from groaning at the taste of you on his tongue, âIâll pick you up after?â
âSure,â you said breathlessly, âBut I should really go now.â
âMhm,â Jungkook chuckled looking back at Sieun and Jimin, not caring about the glares they sent him, âText me when youâre done.â
He watched you walk away with him satisfied by the look of disgust in their faces. When he looked at Sieun, she looked a little scared, and self conscious. She wrapped her arms around herself as if to hide from the hurt his words made her feel still to this day and looked away quickly. Jimin seemed more annoyed than anything, he couldnât stand the sight of you with Jungkook and it brought him a sort of smugness. He couldnât take his smirk as he threw a leg over his bike and put his helmet on.
It never bothered Jungkook what anyone else thought about him anyway. He was always going to do and act the way he wanted and at the end of the day, it didnât change a thing. You saw how violent he could be, youâve heard what heâs said and yet you still choose him. You chose him over everyone else and thatâs all heâs ever wanted.
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gahdamn this shit is so long đđđ damn near two months worth of writing so bare with me
NO PART TWO cause look how long this hoe is. to clarify, jk is not a good person in this fic but heâs hot and itâs fiction so who cares. I was going for something that radiated romantic dreams and fighting hearts so Iâm hoping it landed đ€
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thinking about yuuji being a secret-not-so-secret perv.
like, when you first start dating, heâs incredibly sweet, right? he takes you out on cutesy dates and holds your hand while you walk on the sidewalk together, and rushes to open doors for you, and acts all sheepish and boyish when he says a particularly lame joke or blurts out something that makes him flustered and red in the face. all in all, itâs all very adorable and innocent.
but at the same time, he can also be the exact opposite of that. you go hiking together and the second he notices that thereâs no one in front or behind you on the trail, he grabs you and kisses you in the pushiest way possible. his big, warm hand rests on the back of your neck and his tongue makes its way inside your mouth and he mumbles something about how your ass looks great in the leggings you decided to wear and how he canât wait to get home so that he can make you sweat even more, causing you to walk the rest of the way with slightly wet panties.
and gosh, heâs so touchy. his hands constantly keep sneaking underneath your skirt or dress whenever nobody is watching, and he tends to practically beg you for nudes whenever he goes out drinking with his friends. he loves coaxing you into taking showers with him because it just gives him another âplausibleâ excuse to see you naked more often. sometimes when you send him a picture of your outfit or your make up look, he canât help but stroke one out from how needy your pretty smile makes him â he never tells you this, though.
and it all comes from a place of love. all of it, even the dirty bits.
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à±šà§ Ë àŁȘâč brat-tamer!toji
authors note: no thots, just him. this is just pure smut, sorry lollllll. need him so bad u donât understand. with that being said, minors dni, 18+ ! thank you for the love on my first few posts! i appreciate it all of it <3 i'm not ignoring my messages btw, just extremely busy with my studies! âĄ
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brat-tamer!toji who notices you acting up and simply asks, âcranky because you ainât got dick today?â
brat-tamer!toji who only looks at you with a raised brow and (huge) arms across his chest when you purposely try to piss him off. so cute.
brat-tamer!toji who purposely puts his entire body weight on top of you when you beg him to stop due to overstimulation. he tugs you even closer, just laughing in your face.
brat-tamer!toji who stops thinking coherent thoughts when he sees you in a sundress.
brat-tamer!toji who rewards your good behavior with head (lets you squirt) and also punishes your bad behavior with head (denies you relief, gives in eventually, sometimes).
brat-tamer!toji who loooovessssss shoving your face into the pillow while you whine, pant, and moan. he loves to put your head into a headlock with his bicep, as drool escapes your lips, and youâre babbling like an idiot while heâs hitting it from the back.
brat-tamer!toji who casually lifts you up and fucks you in the air as if just anyone can do it. âsuch a perfect little pocket pussy,â he snickers.
brat-tamer!toji who gets you cock drunk so often (heâs starting to think that itâs your normal state).
brat-tamer!toji who likes to make you count every time he spanks the fat of your ass when arched up across his lap. slap! â24âŠâ you say with a slight moan, biting your bottom lip in, as he soothes the red outline forming on your cheek. he grins above you, âshouldâve known a cock-bent whore like you would take this as pleasurable rather than punishment.â
brat-tamer!toji who makes a safe word with you early on (which you tease him for doing so early, he only tsks because he knows YOU know how much you mean to him and he puts your well-being above anything else).
brat-tamer!toji who has a hidden collection of pictures on his phone with you smiling, his cum decorating your face.
brat-tamer!toji who grips your face in the middle of a make out session, pulling away as he notices your fucked out, panting expression. âopen.â you quickly open up your mouth as he slowly lets spit hit onto your tongue. he lightly chuckles. âobedient slut.â you look at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wanting more. âswallow.â
brat-tamer!toji who finds his favorite position to be when his massive balls are hitting your clit and he mercilessly pounds, abusing your little cunt from the back as he strings profanity out of his mouth. or a full nelson where he just tells you to, âshut the fuck up and take it.â or even a mating press where he can pummel his cum into you while seeing your face contort in pure bliss. ây-yeah. âust let loose. go dumb on this dick.â
brat-tamer!toji who regularly calls you; âslut, (needy or cock) whore, vixen, pretty, disgusting, (stupid) bitch, brat, bad girl, good girl, perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, princess, angel, (sex or fuck) toy, doll, bunny, cum-slut, cum-dumpster, sugar⊠etcâ
brat-tamer!toji who gets annoyed at your endless ramblings about your day, he sighs and tells you to get on your knees. you promptly do that, but to push his buttons you donât stop rambling on and on and on. somehow, this man manages to get his 8 (girthy) inches down your throat. âcant complain with my cock in your mouth, huh?â he only smirks as you become teary-eyed, moaning a little at his statement, lapping your tongue up and down like a starving dog. he throws his head back, forearms supporting him while you bob your head back and forth on his thick length. âhey⊠never said that my cock doesnât appreciate your tongue. sâch a good girl when you do what youâre made for. unh!â
brat-tamer!toji who presses against you into a mirror, his broader, massive frame encasing you while he stares into your soul. âi-i donât understand what i did?â you look up at him feigning innocence, batting your eyelashes. fingers caress his forearms, down his hard bicep, and lightly trace his hardened outline. his eyes never leave yours, a stern, menacing look to the average person, but you can tell heâs about to have you praying for mercy in another way. âof course you donât understand what you did.â you whine slightly when his fingers suddenly grab a fist full of your hair, burning your scalp, his voice turns mockingly softer. âall you know in that pretty, empty, head of yours is just fucking. nothing else.â he quickly releases you, eliciting a gasp, magically flipping you around in an instant so youâre staring at yourself in the mirror now. âtold you not to play with yourself until i came home. but you just haaad to be difficult.â he gripped the vibrator in one hand that was tucked away, pressing it against your lips. âspit.â you spat on it, eyes full of want. he only snickered and smirked. âgood luck thinking Iâm going to let you cum. stare in the mirror while I do this.â he turned the toy on, a vibrating tune humming throughout the room. âneed you to realize how pathetic you look begging.â you gasped slightly, âb-but-" he proceeds to pry your legs apart with one massive thigh, his hand gripping the front of your neck, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. âpush your skirt up. you lost your right to cum, stupid whore. cum without permission, see what happens.â
brat-tamer!toji who loves to fuck you on his fingers. he loves the lewd noise it makes while ramming his two middle fingers in and out, or up and down. he loves to see your jaw go slack as you beg him to stop. âi-itâs⊠uhhhhhh! t-to- ah! -ji, toooooo-uhhh much!â he never loses focus, âyeah? yeah?â he presses his hand on your lower abdomen, âquite honestly, donât care what you think.â he only licks his lips, his scarred lip grins with anticipation to finally taste you when you unfold.
brat-tamer!toji who degrades you like itâs a living but LIVES for your filthy mouth. he loves that you talk back, heâll never admit it. he loves putting cum sluts like you in their place.
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brat-tamer!toji who weirdly⊠gets needy at times when you finish. heâll hold you from behind, shutting his eyes while his arms are wrapped around, practically glued to your torso, the backside of your body molds perfectly to the front of his. legs intertwined, your head against his chest, a moment of pure bliss shared between you two. âwho knew the big bad toji likes to cuddle?â âshut up.â
(silly toji! i need him to ruin me)
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