#rockstar jeongguk

[venusjeon]

faith

a rock god drabble

jungkook drags you back to the convent after having some drinks.

♔ PAIRING: rockstar!jungkook x novice!reader

♔ GENRE: 80s au, angst, fluff, humour

♔ WORD COUNT: 1k

♔ WARNINGS: religious themes, drinking, swearing, referenced non-consensual sex

♔ AUTHOR'S NOTE: 16.3k wasn't enough for these two so they're back! i actually planned this for the main fic but bc i felt it was getting too long i discarded it. here it is though<3 it takes place sometime before that fateful mass...

1986

The cloister looked so beautiful at night with the moonlight raining down on the grass, the crickets singing, the columns’ shadows dancing on the floor… Wait, how were they dancing if they were the columns’? Oh! That shadow was yours, and that one Jungkook’s.

You pointed at them, slurred, “They’re ours!”

Jungkook chuckled, “Nothing gets past you, Sherlock. But keep your voice down and let’s go.”

He was dragging you by the hand through the convent, having previously dragged you from the car and before that from the venue where he performed hours ago. Jungkook had insisted you snuck out to see him again, and you had to say, this time the show had been nothing short of stellar.

“I think I tolerate your music better like this.”

“What, wasted?”

“Let’s go with merry.”

It was your first time getting drunk. The venue had stayed open after the concert—drinks on the house for Bangtan since they’d lured in so much clientele—and when your face expressed hesitance Jungkook promised fun, that he wouldn’t take a single sip to drunksit you and later drive you to the convent. Accepting had proved to be a good decision, even if right now you couldn’t remember half of the night. The one clear thing in the mist of your mind was the seductive way that guitar player had eyed you through Rock God.

“Y/N? Jungkook?” A voice made him halt and curse under his breath.

“Is it Father Jimin?” you asked in what you’d intended as a whisper. Jungkook shook his head, so you turned around to be met with Sister Daeun walking over, and started giggling at the fact that you’d confused her voice with the abbot’s. Obvious you were drunk, the shock on her face at the two of you being out of bed at such hour turned into outrage.

“What in God’s name is going on?!”

You gasped. “Oh my god, I’ve never thought about that... What is God’s name?”

Jungkook would’ve normally laughed, but this time led you to the stone base between the columns some footsteps away and had you sit, lean on one. “Stay here,” he ordered calmly and you nodded, then watched him return to Sister Daeun. “I can explain, aunty.”

“How can you possibly? You took her out and got her drunk!”

“She’s fine, she just had a few drinks. I monitored.”

“Have you forgotten she’s a novice? And what if it had been Father Jimin that woke up for a glass of milk and not me?”

“Father Jimin is not a glass of milk man.” Jungkook assured her, and you burst into giggles again.

“Tell me the truth, Jungkook.” Sister Daeun hugged herself. “Where were you taking her?”

“Well, to her cell. Where else would I–” He saw in her eyes a glimpse of the apprehension she was trying to suppress, and it took him aback. “Nice to know you think me capable of that. What, is it because I have tattoos? Because I’m in a rock band? I guess I was fucking stupid to believe you’re any different to mum and dad.”

Half of Sister Daeun felt ashamed, but the other half jumped to argue, “I see you dragging a drunk girl in the dead of the night, what do you want me to think?”

“That I’m looking out for her!” Jungkook shouted without thinking, his voice echoing across the cloister. Sister Daeun closed her eyes and prayed he hadn’t been as loud as to wake anyone up, but he didn’t care, scoffed at the lack of a response. “If you don’t trust me, take her to her cell yourself, then.”

He turned to leave and with a sigh, his aunt held out a hand to you. “Come with me.”

“No, I want Jungkook…” you whined like a kid, rushing to his side to curl your arms around his left one. Despite how mad he was, he didn’t shake you off or snap at you, instead stopped walking not to pull you into tripping.

“Y/N…” It didn’t take her long to realise separating you from Jungkook would take at least three nuns. “Fine. But we’ll have a word tomorrow.”

She left and Jungkook led you away, hands held softly but a tension lingering in the air—and not the fun one he so liked to summon. You wanted to make him feel better, but it was hard to think straight, and before you knew it you were entering your cell in pitch-black darkness.

“Goodnight,” he whispered once he’d found the bed by touch and helped you lie on it. You reached for his hand in time and pulled, forcing him to sit down.

“Don’t go yet…”

He chuckled lowly, “Scared of the dark?” and you giggled again. Gosh, why was everything so funny when drunk? Well, if you thought about it, you always found Jungkook funny. Sometimes it seemed he went out of his way to make you laugh. He was so nice to you… “Hey, YN…”

“Huh?”

It was dark, but you didn’t need light to see he was nervous. “Listen, I’m sorry about before. Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed you to drink. I’m not the best influence…”

You started playing with his hand. “You didn’t push me. I had lots of fun with you and Bangtan.” Especially when Hoseok and Taehyung kept insisting you sainted them, and you kept explaining that it was sadly not in your power to do so. “I’m glad you were watching over me, because I trust you.”

Jungkook didn’t say anything else, just caressed your hands back. Only once you’d fallen asleep did he leave, the pain in his heart from earlier somewhat lessened.

Hopping into his bed, he thought it was crazy that you had that effect on him. Well… not so crazy. He’d allowed you to have it, given it to you, the one person who seemed to have faith in him. It made him scoff, how ridiculously head over heels he was, and as he thought of that he finally drifted into sleep, a comfortable smile settled on his lips.

[gukvante]

heartless

— pairing: jeongguk x reader

— genre: toxic relationship, non-idol au, smut

— rating: nsfw

— words: 2.4k+

— note: love, love, love rockstar jk so here we are. based off this jk hairstyle and this era of jk style. also, a disclaimer, i do not own the picture of jeongguk used in my banner. happy reading further <3

— warnings: possessiveness, jealousy, penetration, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), toxic relationship, creampie, no aftercare, mean!jeongguk, praise kink (kinda), dumbification (very little), tattooed + pierced jk 

— summary: you accidentally run into your favourite rockstar.

© gukvante —all rights reserved. reposting/modifying of any medium is not permitted.

It took less than ten minutes for Soojin to convince your friend group that you just had to go to some random club because her favourite band was performing. Soojin wasn’t really your friend, more a friend of a friend. 

You had met her through Ju-kyang and she was more than happy to have another girl join their friend group. Before joining, said friend group had a total of three girls and four guys — something Soojin was irrational annoyed about. 

Soojin was quick to welcome you to the group, wanting to learn all about you and the life you were living at the time. She had specifically asked if there were any worthy men in your life and in that second there was a brief hesitation as you struggle to swallow the lump in your throat.

Fortunately, Soojin didn’t pay much mind as she took the brief silence as an opening for her to start talking about a guy she’s been pinning over for the longest of times. “He’s in a band and he’s beyond dreamy,” she sighed. 

Her words echoed in your mind, your eye twitching as all the oxygen in your lungs seemed to evaporate. “but they’re still super indie so I doubt you know them.” You let out a slow exhale in relief. 

But atlas, the moment of relief was short lived and all the air was forcibly pulled from the depths of your lungs. “His name is Jeongguk, it’s kinda cliché but he’s their lead vocalist.” She smiled, her eyes practically heart-shaped. 

“Sorry, I totally stole your thunder! You were about to tell me about a special someone?” Her head tilted slightly as her eyebrows raised.

After hearing the way she had spoken about Jeongguk, your Jeongguk, you couldn’t possibly tell her about that “special someone”. Not only would it create unnecessary competitiveness but technically Jeongguk wasn’t yours. He was just someone who’d call you up for a quick fuck. But you couldn’t help your feelings and it didn’t stop the burning jealousy that had spread through every vein you had.

Instead you gave her a polite smile and gently shook your head. “Actually, there’s no one right now. But I’m definitely open to meeting potentials.” 

You had to get over him, even if it meant using someone else like he used you. Soojin clapped her hands together, jumping in excitement talking about how she loves playing matchmaker. 

That conversation was four months ago, you’re still not over Jeongguk and Soojin keeps setting you up with guys that can’t compare. To be honest, Jeongguk wouldn’t even be in the same building as the men she kept sending your way. 

A deep sigh left your mouth as you looked over to Ju-kyang hoping she would give you an out. After she had realised that “Soojin’s Jeongguk” and “your Jeongguk” was the same person, Ju-kyang devoted all her time in redirecting the conversation elsewhere whenever his name was mentioned. But this time ‘round all she had to offer was a sheepish smile and a small shrug. 

“You guys are taking way too long! I’m gonna go ahead with Yoongi and Seo-jun.” Soojin all but screams up the stairs. “Okay! We’ll be there soon.” It’s Ju-kyang answering as you sit on her bed staring at your reflection in the full length mirror. 

Ju-kyang’s hand freezes as she catches sight of you in the reflection, she sighed closing her lip gloss before standing up straight. “I know you don’t want to hear this, but I think it would be good for you to see him again.” 

Your head lifted, your expression turning sour. “What I mean is, I think it’s good because if you continue to just ignore his existence, you will never actually move on. So maybe seeing him and making peace with the situation will help.” She explained, offering a soft smile. 

Your head fell once again, letting out another sigh, forcing your body to stand on shaky legs. Readjusting your outfit, you looked over to Ju-kyang with a hopeful smile. “Maybe you’re right. I would do anything to feel nothing at this point.” 

Ju-Kyang, you, Yuna, Jaehyun and Jimin showed up about fifteen minutes after Soojin and the other boys. “You guys took way too long! You missed it!” Soojin shouted over the loud music. 

A small smile seemed to form on your face, “Guess it wasn’t meant to be”. You say over your shoulder, throwing Ju-kyang a knowing look. She just shrugged her shoulders and followed Yuna to the bar. 

It had been about twenty minutes since arriving at the club, you’re four shots deep and counting. You’re about to reach for the fifth before feeling a gentle tap on your left shoulder. You’re quick to turn your head. 

“Sorry to interrupt ma’am but you’ve been invited backstage.” A large man stood behind you, seemingly towering over the entire crowd. “Backstage? Invited? By who?” You asked confused, partially from the liquor and partly from the request. “By Sooho, ma’am.” Sooho? Is that one of the managers or something? Maybe it’s one of the friends of the band. 

Turning back, you take the fifth shot of the night, slamming the empty glass on the counter. You let out another sigh and nod your head, almost to convince yourself. Cranking your neck as far as it can go, you squint while looking up at the large man. “Sure, what could go wrong?”

It seems that God was indeed not on your side as you ate your words in an instant. What you had failed to realise was that Sooho was a bassist. More specifically, Jeongguk’s bassist. You stood in shock as you stared at Jeongguk who was seated on the couch backstage. 

Legs spread wide, body relaxed against the soft pillows as two sets of hands roam over his chest from both sides. Jeongguk’s head lifted at the sound of footsteps approaching, he raised an eyebrow.

“What? You stalking me now?” He snickered, almost amused. “What? No. I was invited back here.” You clap-back making sure to put emphasis on the word “invited”.  Jeongguk chuckled, “Sure. And who invited you exactly?” 

“I did.” A somewhat deep voice answered. Another tall, broad man stepped in to the light. Taking your hand, he placed a gentle kiss on your knuckles, giving you a sinfully sweet smile that sent a chill down your spine. 

“I couldn’t help but notice such a beauty in the crowd, like a diamond in the rough. You are truly breath-taking up close.” Sooho smiled again. Jeongguk let out a loud, obnoxious laugh. He stood up, all but pushing the two girls aside. 

“Don’t flatter yourself, she would never settle for someone like you. You’re nowhere near her type, trust me.” He sighed, walking up to the two of you. Sooho’s expression turned sour immediately at his presence, he straightened his back and turned to look down at Jeongguk. 

“What would you know? You know nothing about her.” Sooho snapped. Jeongguk smirked, his tongue pushing against his inner cheek. He huffed again. 

“Me or him?” Jeongguk said staring straight at you, completely ignoring Sooho. “What?” Stunned, you really hoped that he wasn’t asking what you thought he was asking. 

“Who do want to fuck you tonight? Me or him?” Jeongguk repeated. Sooho turned to look at you, his smile dropped when he saw the look in your eyes.

“You.” A whispered answer escaped your slightly chapped lips. Jeongguk smirked, letting out another chuckle before tilting his head and looking at Sooho. “That’s what I thought. Come with me, pretty girl.” 

You spent months telling yourself this wouldn’t happen, that you wouldn’t fall into his trap again. So why were you following behind him like an obedient little puppy? Why was your heart racing as he lead you further and further backstage? Why was your pussy betraying you? A hot heat starting to spread throughout your chest while slick began to drip from between your thighs.

Loud slaps echoed through the thick air as Jeongguk drilled his thick cock into your sopping cunt. Moan after moan was forced from your lips from the position he had you in. 

Your legs pushed all the way up with Jeongguk’s hands in the crook of your knees pushing until your kneecaps were pressing against the soft pillows of the couch he had you folded on.

“Fuck, I always forget how wet you get,” Jeongguk grunted out. His hips speed up as your cunt continued to suck him in, a white ring forming around the base of his cock. “Look at you. Your pretty pussy is creaming.” 

You so badly wanted to deny it and say something mean back but every time your mouth opened, a loud moan of his name slipped out against your will. Jeongguk smirked, the pressure and power of each thrust increasing as he got more and more into it. 

Jeongguk couldn’t help it, feeling your pussy tightening and drenching his cock made his head spin. No matter how many girls he’d fucked and messed around with, no one compares to you, no pussy better than yours. 

Jeongguk pushes his cock as deep as possible, coming to a complete stop. You let out a whine in protest, quick to move your hips to coax him into fucking you stupid once again. 

Jeongguk titled his head back and sighed, your pussy clenched at the sight of his strong jaw, smooth neck and his built chest. He let out a breathy laugh, letting his head fall forward, his hair partially covering his pretty face. 

He leaned down further until his nose was almost touching yours, “You want a kiss, pretty girl?” 

Your eyes widened, Jeongguk never kissed you. No matter how much you begged him, he would always say that it was way too intimate. You were nodding your head before you could even fully comprehend what he had just said. 

Lips parted in surprise and confusion, you looked up at him in disbelief. “I just need you to do one thing for me.” He smirked down at you as his lips grazed yours, his eyes finally meeting yours. 

Running his tongue over his teeth, he watched intently as you laid there waiting for him like his perfect little whore. “I need you to tell me how good I’m making you feel,” he paused, pushing his forehead against yours. 

“and if you’re really good for me, I’ll even fill you up with my cum.” Your heart began racing, his words echoing in your head as he stared down at you. You were quick to nod your head in agreement but Jeongguk shook his head and tutted in response. 

“Use your words.”

“Please, fuck me Jeongguk. You know you’re the only one that can make me feel this good. Please!” You almost whined, desperately bucking your hips up while your pussy clenched around his hard cock. 

Jeongguk let out a low groan, immediately dipping his head down to press his lips against yours. You lifted your head slightly, eager to feel him against every inch of your body. Jeongguk pulled his hips back again, pushing back in as far as he could. 

You moaned as he began to fill you over and over again, allowing Jeongguk to slip his hot tongue in your mouth. 

This time it was Jeongguk that moaned as your pussy swallowed his cock like he’s never seen before. He pulled back, a thin string of saliva connecting you. 

“You’re so pretty, baby. Love seeing that look on your face, love fuckin’ you stupid.” He slurred. 

Another loud moan left your throat as he speed up, desperate to feel every part of your hot cunt. “I-I wanna cum on your cock s-so bad.” Jeongguk bit his lip, “Yeah? You wanna cum for me?” 

Jeongguk’s hips were relentless, drilling his thick cock deeper and deeper. The tip of his cock hitting your cervix every time he bottomed out. Your pussy was absolutely gushing at this point, pussy juice coating his cock and part of his thighs. 

“Your cock feels so good. You’re so deep . . .” your words became increasingly slurred as he continued to abuse your poor cunny. Jeongguk pushed his lips against yours, moaning into your mouth. 

Lifting your hips up, he began jackhammering into your pussy, reaching even deeper than you thought possible. The new position had him rubbing up against your g-spot, the pressure in your lower abdomen building rapidly. 

“’m gonna cum!” You spat out, almost warning him. 

“You’re gonna do more than just cum, baby. You’re gonna soak my cock even more like a good little girl, aren’t you?” You nodded your head as fast as you could, your moans getting louder and more frequent. 

A gargled shout of his name was all you could get out before your pussy began squirting all over his fat cock. Jeongguk groaned out your name as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. “Fuck — ‘m gonna fill your sweet pussy with my cum.”

He pressed his lips against yours as he bottomed out again, hot streams of cum began filling your pussy as a low groan rumbled from the depths of his chest. His breathing slowed as he pulled back, hovering over you. 

“Don’t forget who you belong to.” He warned, keeping eye contact. He pulled out completely, standing up while pulling his tight leather pants up. 

“Where are you going?” You said in a slight panic. Jeongguk looked back at you with a raised brow. “Second set is about to start, need to get ready.” 

Jeongguk pulled his shirt over his broad shoulders, “You should get going too, groupies aren’t allowed to be here without the band members around.” 

Groupie? Anger ignited in your veins, “You’re totally right! Since I’m a groupie, I should get ready to welcome Sooho back from the stage.” You spat back.

Jeongguk’s head snapped to where you were now seated, using your dress to cover your nude body. “Do that and there will be trouble.” He growled out as he ripped the door open and walked out. 

Just as you were walking out the room Jeongguk left you in, you heard the opening chords to their most popular song. Jeongguk’s nimble fingers working the electric guitar in the best way possible. Then came his almost sinful voice.

“Never need a bitch, I’m what a bitch needs. Tryna’ find the one that can fix me.”

You sighed, you wouldn’t be fixing him any time soon. 

[airblushbts]

Looks like an "omega rockstar" 🥺

Funky little pop star ✨😍😭🥹

[glossdebut]

PRICE OF FAME | MYG ★ 02

✧ PAIRING: yoongi x fem!reader

✧ SERIES SUMMARY: You were about ready to give up, your career nowhere near what you dreamed it’d be when you started at eighteen, bright-eyed and naive. Reality for you these past few years has consisted of pouting at a camera, ignoring whispers of your name at company events, and ensuring that the stupid, tiny designer purses they keep forcing on you can at least carry a flask. But now, you’re helping a friend in need. For the first time in a long time, it feels like you’re doing something worthwhile with your life. Too bad Min Yoongi, the newest thorn in your side, seems insistent on stopping you.

✧ SERIES TAGS: enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut, fake/pretend relationship (not main couple), rockstar!yoongi, model!reader, guitarist yoongi, singer jungkook, bassist taehyung, drummer jimin, manager namjoon, yoongi & maknae line are in a rock band, reader & seokjin are best friends, yoongi & hoseok are best friends (sope duo ftw), yoongi has a tongue piercing, reader is a brat

✧ CHAPTER WARNINGS: aqua uses her journalism degree to write a fake article, lots of yoongi pov, MC lore drop, extremely brief descriptions of sexual acts, some questions are answered but not many, sope cameo! also seokjin cameo! do you detect a hint of hyyh yoonkook-ism? because you should! EVENTS TRANSPIRE! (see series masterlist for series warnings)

✧ CHAPTER WORDCOUNT: 5.2k words

✧ AUTHOR’S NOTE: damn i always drop early don't i? here's a pre-holiday gift for those of you who celebrate thanksgiving. thank you to tanni @yooniivrse for beta reading SO FUCKING FAST LOL <3

p.s. from here on out updates are going to be much slower. we’re getting to the Real Plot now and i have to use my brain a little bit more. plus i want to make time to write other, shorter things! so be sure to check out my other fics if waiting for this becomes unbearable lol

CH. 02: A HIT IS HARD TO RESIST

Love in the Spotlight: Is "Burn The Stage" Singer Falling for a Scandal Magnet?

It’s the love story that’s rocking Seoul—and leaving fans divided. Jeon Jeongguk, the smooth-talking, chart-topping frontman of “Burn The Stage,” has been the subject of intense speculation after rumors surfaced that he’s been secretly seeing one of South Korea’s most talked about models, YLN YN. And while Jeongguk’s millions of fans would do anything to claim him as their own, it’s YN’s wild reputation that’s making this relationship one to watch.

The dating rumors of the two surfaced online when YN was seen on the balcony at Wasteland during the final show of the Burn The Stage’s world tour. Eyewitnesses claim that after the show, the two were spotted backstage together, sharing a private moment.

While Jeongguk’s image has been polished and pristine despite his rock star persona, YN’s name is frequently linked with controversy. From a string of public feuds with fellow influencers to rumors of reckless behavior, she has garnered a reputation for attracting scandal wherever she goes—a trait at odds with what fans have seen from Jeongguk. So what could possibly draw the two together?

Some fans are already sounding the alarm, warning Jeongguk that dating someone like YN could tarnish his squeaky-clean image.

“I don’t know why Jeongguk would choose her,” one concerned fan commented on Instagram. “She’s trouble, and he’s too good for her. His image will be ruined if this is true.”

Despite the criticism, others are rallying behind the couple, suggesting that Jeongguk may be the one to help YN change her ways. “Everyone has a past,” one fan posted on X (formerly known as Twitter). “Maybe Jeongguk sees something in her that no one else does. People can grow and evolve.”

While neither Jeongguk or YN’s companies have released an official statement on the matter, YN hasn’t been shy about fueling the rumors. In a recent post on her Instagram, she shared a photo of herself wearing a Burn The Stage hoodie, captioning it, “i guess i’ve got good taste 👀” which has sent fans into overdrive speculating that she’s sending a not-so-subtle message about her relationship with Jeongguk.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” Yoongi groans to himself. He can’t read any more of this drivel. The wooden table in front of him suddenly looks all too inviting, perfect for him to bash his skull into.

You’re everywhere, completely inescapable for the past week. Apparently, Yoongi’s bi-weekly breakfast with Hoseok is no exception. The first one they’ve been able to have since the tour, too. God forbid he wants to mindlessly scroll on his phone for a second while he waits for his friend to return, because there you are, taunting him. 

After the concert, Yoongi had been so annoyed by seeing you again. Pissed off at the circumstances. Ready to do anything in his power to extricate you from Jeongguk as fast as possible.

The past week has dulled his rage considerably. The endorphins of playing live have died, as have the potent emotions that come with them. Yoongi’s logical adult brain has set in, leaving him with only a headache.

“Woah,” Hoseok says, snorting as he slides a coffee into Yoongi’s field of vision. He slips into the booth across from him, taking a sip from his own cup with an amused look on his face. “You look much more homicidal than I left you. What could’ve possibly pissed you off in the last five minutes?”

Wordlessly, Yoongi hands Hoseok his phone, the article still displayed on the screen. Hoseok silently reads the first few paragraphs, and when he scrolls back up to look at the photo attached, his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

“Oh?” he says, zooming in on your face. On Yoongi’s phone. The audacity. “This is the Innisfree girl, right? She’s dating Jeongguk?”

“Allegedly.”

“Is her skin really that nice in person?”

“Not the point,” Yoongi hisses, snatching his phone back from Hoseok’s grip and hastily closing the article to get your dumb face off of his phone. Dumb, poreless face.

“Okay, touchy,” Hoseok says, raising his hands in surrender. “Please explain the point.”

“I don’t trust her,” Yoongi says, tapping his foot under the table. “The relationship is bogus. She’s after something, I just can’t figure out what it is.”

“And you’re basing this on…?”

“Intuition,” Yoongi says flatly.

“Right. Because your intuition is never wrong,” Hoseok says, tone laden with sarcasm. “Need I remind you that you weren’t the biggest fan of me when we met?”

“I thought you were annoying,” Yoongi agrees. He takes a sip of his coffee to mask a smirk. “Who says I was wrong about that?”

“I’d probably be hurt if you hadn’t essentially bought us couple rings last year,” Hoseok says, waggling his eyebrows. “You want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

“Aish, they weren’t couple rings,” Yoongi complains. “Stop saying that. The wrong person is going to hear you and think it’s true.”

“Your ears are pink!” Hoseok exclaims triumphantly, pointing at the evidence. “Your mouth says one thing, but your ears always give you away.”

“I’m going to kill you,” Yoongi grumbles, pulling his beanie down. “Stop changing the subject.”

“Right, right. Sorry, hyung, you’re just so easy to tease,” Hoseok says, not even bothering to stifle his snickering. The bastard. “Jeonggukie’s new lady love. Go. Wait, do you want to fuck her?”

“What?” Yoongi sputters, eyes widening because what the fuck? “No—what? Look, it’s not just intuition, okay? I’m right about her. And you saw what the article said—drama follows her wherever she goes. Maybe she thinks dating Jeongguk will rehabilitate her image, or something like that.”

Yoongi had been so confident that wasn’t the case, since you’ve maintained all of your brand deals even in the midst of your many scandals, but maybe he was wrong. He still doesn’t know why you’re doing this, and it’s like the closer he gets, the less he can see.

“I don’t know,” Yoongi groans, rubbing his hands over his face. “She’s also just a bitch.”

“Okay,” Hoseok concedes, crossing his arms. “If you say so. She’s a bitch who you don’t want to fuck. What are you going to do about it?”

Yoongi shrugs. “I have that dinner tomorrow night. I was thinking of talking to Jeongguk after or something.”

“And telling him that his girlfriend is the devil? I’m sure that’ll go over well.”

“I’ll figure it out,” Yoongi sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. “Jeongguk is a stubborn kid, but he knows I wouldn’t ruin something good for him. If I word it right, maybe he’ll listen.”

“You’re not wrong. For whatever reason, Jeongguk trusts your judgement.”

Yoongi glares at him. “Go fuck yourself, Hob-ah.”

“Whatever, hyung,” Hoseok says, rolling his eyes. “Let’s talk about something else, please. I haven’t seen you in months.”

Yoongi relents easily. He doesn’t really want to be talking about you either, not when it feels like an ice pick is being jammed into his temple. 

He’ll just have to figure out what to say to Jeongguk later.

★ ★ ★

“Wow,” Seokjin says around a mouthful of jjapaguri. “He really hates you, huh?”

He’s fresh out of a long shift at the hospital, but he still headed straight to your apartment at the promise of food and celebrity gossip—his two biggest weaknesses, especially when the food doesn’t have to be made by him and the celebrity is you.

“Seems like it,” you sigh, using your chopsticks to push your noodles around aimlessly. “Normally I wouldn’t care, you know? Like, get in line, asshole.”

“But you care.”

“But I care.”

“Because of Jeongguk,” Seokjin says knowingly.

You drop your chopsticks and groan, stifling the sound by covering your face with your hands.

“Yes,” you concede. “But not because of that. I just want to help him, you know? He got me through a really rough spot last year. I’d feel like shit if I agreed to do this for him and then it ended up blowing up in our faces because of me.”

“Mmm,” Seokjin hums, chewing thoughtfully. “I’m sure the fact that you’re in love with him is a big motivator, though.”

You pick up your head, glaring at him. “Love is a big word, Jin.”

A very big word, you think, picking up your glass of wine to take a long gulp. God help you.

“A fitting one, too!” he says gleefully. “Come oooon. No judgement here. He’s hot. Not as hot as me, of course, but I have to give credit where credit is due.”

“Yes, you’re a god among men,” you mumble, rolling your eyes. “I don’t love Jeongguk. Not like that, at least. Do I need to remind you of the whole reason I’m doing this in the first place?”

“Yeah, yeah, the secret girlfriend,” Seokjin says, waving a hand dismissively. “Whatever. You’re spending a lot of time with him, is all I’m saying. The tides may turn in your favor.”

Wow, and you thought you were delusional.

“Fat chance,” you deadpan, polishing off your wine. “Especially if Yoongi is as persistent as he’s making himself out to be.”

“What’s his beef with you, anyway?” Seokjin asks, snorting to himself as he picks up a piece of steak with his chopsticks. Hilarious. “I feel like he’s going a little far for it to just be protectiveness, you know?”

Right. When you’d given Seokjin the rundown via text, you’d left one pretty substantial piece of information out.

“He said, um,” you start, picking at one of your nails nervously—a habit that Hyerin would smack you on the back of the head for, if she were here. “He said that he knows… more than I think.”

Just like that, all of the humor drains from Seokjin’s expression. “Meaning…?”

“I don’t know,” you say, your voice wobbling just a bit. “I don’t know, but if it does mean that… It makes the idea of rolling over and doing what he says pretty enticing, not gonna lie.”

“Fuck that,” Seokjin says firmly, your eyes widening in response. “If he’s the type of guy to use something like that as blackmail, then he’s a piece of shit. I don’t care if he is trying to protect Jeongguk.”

“He can’t know, though,” you groan, fully resting your head on the cool marble of your kitchen countertop now. 

You’ve been wracking your brain for days now, trying to figure out if it’s even possible for Yoongi to know anything. You’re pretty confident the answer is no, but there’s no way to be one-hundred percent sure without confirmation from the man himself. And you’d honestly rather die.

“Nobody knows except the people involved and you. You’re the only one who didn’t sign an NDA, and I’m pretty confident you’ve never met Min Yoongi. Not to mention you just wouldn’t—”

“Share that information? Hell no, I wouldn’t,” Seokjin interrupts, scoffing. “Okay, well… Regardless of whether he knows anything, he honestly just sounds like a dick and I think you should kill him.”

You snort, lifting your eyes to look at him from where your head rests on the counter. “Maybe that can be plan B,” you offer.

“Fine, then what’s the plan A?” Seokjin counters, crossing his arms and raising a conspiratorial eyebrow at you.

Fantastic question, one you’ve been thinking about the answer to since you abruptly left the afterparty that night. It’s not like you can tell Jeongguk what’s going on and risk having to tell him the whole truth. You trust Jeongguk, but…

No, it’s not an option. You don’t want anyone else to know. So, if Yoongi’s going to insist on being a problem for you, you might as well return the favor. It’s only fair.

You grin, lifting your head and leaning closer to Seokjin.

“I’m going to make his life a living hell.”

★ ★ ★

Yoongi hasn’t touched a cigarette since he was twenty one years old.

He picked up the nasty habit at sixteen, when one of his friends doled out African Ice Jacks amongst the group, bragging that his hyung had bought the pack for him. As soon as the lighter was flicked on and the bittersweet taste of bubblegum and tobacco filled Yoongi’s lungs, he was hooked.

It was stupidly easy to get his hands on cigarettes before he was of legal age, even when his friend’s hyung couldn’t supply them for whatever reason. All of the adults around him smoked, including his parents. 

It felt as though cigarettes were an extension of his hand, felt wrong when he didn’t have the option to light one up. During school hours, Yoongi’s fingers would twitch on his desk as he waited for his last class to end.

He was a fucking anxious, wound-up kid. Smoking was the only thing that helped, sometimes. If he had a shit day, at least he could have a cigarette.

When the band got signed, though, things changed. Despite the fact that the majority of the population in Korea smoked, celebrities were vilified for it in the media. For whatever fucking reason. Yoongi didn’t care much what the media had to say about him, but he reasoned that it would be pretty stupid to let his dream die over Ice Jacks. So he quit.

It was hard at first, but it’s been five years now. After so much time, it’s rare that cigarettes even cross his mind, even when others smoke around him.

Sitting across the table from you now, though, Yoongi’s fingers twitch just like they had when he was in grade school staring at a clock.

He and the band started frequenting Yoojung Sikdang long before there was any real hope for fame. It was their chosen spot after every practice. The ajumma who owns it knows their names, remembers their orders by heart. Over the years, the only part of the restaurant that’s changed is their autographed photos on the wall. They’ve celebrated every single milestone here, big or small, just the five of them. Alone.

Wrapping up their first world tour should be no different. It’s their biggest milestone yet, and all Yoongi wanted was to eat ssambap with his best friends. Remind himself that none of the fame matters as long as they still have this.

But here you are. Of course. Encroaching on everything Yoongi’s built, everything he holds dear to his heart.

The only time it’s ever been more than the five of them here was the night they signed their contract, accompanied by two label executives. Even if you’re allegedly riding Jeongguk’s dick, no way are you that fucking important.

Yoongi would laugh if he wasn’t so pissed off. You are such a fucking pest. He just can’t shake you off.

“You don’t like what you ordered?” Jimin asks you, snapping Yoongi out of his thoughts.

Yoongi’s made an effort to keep to himself for the majority of the dinner. No use in ruining everyone else’s night—it’s still a special one, after all. Besides, he’s still trying to be an adult about things. You may have ruined his plan to talk to Jeongguk tonight, but it’s not like he’s going to cause a scene in front of a restaurant full of people—

“Oh, I’m just not very hungry,” you say. Yoongi’s eyes narrow.

All you’ve been doing all night is burrowing into Jeongguk’s side, barely touching your food. Lipgloss still perfectly in place. Normally, Yoongi wouldn’t care—he’s not paying for it. He wastes food on the label’s dime all the time. At Yoojung Sikdang, though?

“Why did you come, then?” 

The words come out of Yoongi’s mouth before he can stop them, sharp and pointed. He’d fully intended to keep his mouth shut, eat his food, and then go home. Maybe buy a pack on the way. But now they’re out there, and Yoongi can’t bring himself to care. Certainly not to feel bad.

For the first time since you’d walked in on Jeongguk’s arm, you make eye contact with him. On purpose this time—challenging. Yoongi’s not a little bitch, so he stares back. 

“Because Jeonggukie invited me,” you say, faux sweetness dripping from your words as you lean your head on Jeongguk’s shoulder. Eyes still fixed on Yoongi. “I figured it would be okay, since you all gave me such a warm welcome last time.”

Yeah. Yoongi’s buying that pack of cigarettes. 

“You’re always welcome to come out with us,” Taehyung coos, like he thinks you’re the cutest thing in the world. Knowing Taehyung, he probably does.

Everyone seems to be in agreement on that front, too, except Yoongi who rolls his eyes as he shoves a ssam into his mouth. Whatever.

“It’s gonna be hell getting you out of here, though,” Namjoon adds from Yoongi’s left. He leans over to glance at the crowd of people peering through the front of the restaurant, cameras at the ready, desperate to get a glimpse of you and Jeongguk. Not that you’re making it particularly hard.

“We’ve never had a crowd like that out there,” Jimin says, in awe. “I’m not surprised, though. Those articles about you two have been getting tons of clicks.”

“Ah,” you say. If Yoongi didn’t know better, he’d think you sound almost sheepish. “That, um. That might be my fault. I told my manager I was coming here. She must’ve tipped someone off.”

Of course.

“Anything for a photo-op, right?” Yoongi sneers, unable to help himself. It’s such an easy shot, after all. You’re being so transparent.

“Hyung,” Taehyung says, eyes wide as if he’s appalled. 

“I’m sorry, Yoongi-ssi,” you say, tilting your head at him. That little flash of a challenge is still in your eyes, and Yoongi doesn’t like it one bit. “Do you have a problem with me being here?”

Yoongi scoffs, sitting up. When he speaks, it’s laced with bitterness. “We just don’t normally come here with guests, that’s all. I guess I didn’t get the memo that that’d suddenly changed.”

“I invited her, hyung,” Jeongguk says. “She’s my girlfriend.” He wraps his arm around you protectively and, fuck, you’re good. You’re so good at making Yoongi look like the asshole.

“I get that, Guk-ah,” Yoongi tries, his voice considerably softer now. “But, come on… Here? And the mob outside, I mean… Do you really think that was just a harmless mistake?”

“What are you implying?” Jeongguk grits out. He’s angry now, that much is clear, and it’s Yoongi’s fault. 

You have him trapped. He’s surrounded by landmines, unable to come up with a single response that could possibly defuse them.

“Come on, guys,” Namjoon says, glancing at Yoongi pointedly. “We’re here to celebrate.”

“If Yoongi-ssi is uncomfortable that I’m here, maybe I should go,” you say, making to get up.

Jeongguk reaches for your arm, stopping you. “No,” he says. “Yoongi-hyung, you can either get over it and stay with us, or you can leave. You’re the only one who doesn’t want her here.”

Un-fucking-believable.

“Are you serious?” Yoongi scoffs, looking around at everyone. Is this really happening to him right now? This is his band!

The table is deadly silent. Everyone refuses to meet Yoongi’s eyes except you and Jeongguk, who raises a challenging eyebrow at him. It’s immediately apparent to Yoongi that he’s not winning this one. That somehow, he’s ruined the night meant to celebrate him and his friends.

Bitterly, Yoongi laughs. “Fine.”

No one protests when he pushes his chair away from the table and stands up, and that stings much more than Yoongi would like to admit.

He catches your eye as he grabs his jacket off the back of his chair, anger flaring at how pleased you look. 

“Have a nice fucking dinner,” Yoongi mutters, before turning on his heel and walking towards the door. Leaving his friends to face a crowd of photographers and fans that you called.

As he walks out into the cold, dodging the phones being shoved in his face, all he can think about is the way Jeongguk had looked at him.

★ ★ ★

You met Jeon Jeongguk a year ago, give or take a few months. You just remember it was cold.

Less than twenty-four hours after a particularly nasty breakup with a guy you didn’t love but liked enough, you were back on the clock. Zipped into something tight and expensive, wearing the best waterproof mascara money could buy.

You hated those events to begin with—the galas, end of year ceremonies for awards you were no longer viable to win. They were torture for you. But the sting of being freshly single only made things worse, so you had decided to make the most of it.

You may not have been able to win a KMA, but you were well within your rights to treat the KMAs themselves like your own personal dating pool. No better way to rid yourself of your ex like getting with someone new, you thought.

Which is where Jeongguk came in, devastatingly hot in his tailored suit. You’d ran into him on your way from the bathroom—much like you had with Yoongi, now that you think about it—and you instantly found yourself wondering what it would be like to kiss a guy with a lip ring. Jeongguk, as it turned out, was very interested in showing you. 

You were both a little drunk, but the attraction was real. Instant. 

One very handsy cab ride later, and you were in his apartment, grinding on his lap as you experienced first-hand just how little of an obstacle a lip ring can be if the man who has it knows what he’s doing.

Things were going so well—Jeongguk’s tongue exploring your mouth as you felt his cock stiffening beneath you. But it all came crashing down as soon as his hand slid under your dress.

The fact of the matter was, you’d just been dumped. Regardless of how strongly you did or didn’t feel about your ex, you’d still been dumped and it still hurt. As soon as Jeongguk really touched you, it became all too apparent that you wouldn’t be able to go through with it. Luckily, at the slightest bit of hesitance from you, Jeongguk’s hand immediately retreated from under your dress. 

He was sweet about it. Really, really sweet. Valiantly ignored his erection and offered to listen instead, which made you laugh. Comforted you even though you hadn’t thought you needed it. Let you sleep in his bed anyway. When you left the next morning, kindly offered to be your friend, because you clearly needed one.

You’ve been friends ever since. 

Not in the same way that Seokjin is your friend, of course. Seokjin is your best friend, has been since you were both kids. But Jeongguk just… He gets the industry, in a way that Seokjin never will.

Which brings you to last month.

Last month, when Jeongguk called you nervously in the middle of his tour schedule. Asked you to be his fake girlfriend in guilty, hushed whispers.

You didn’t need to know why. You were always going to say yes. 

But Jeongguk explained anyway. He explained that he has a girlfriend, a real girlfriend, who isn’t from your world. That he hasn’t been able to see her nearly as much as he’d like to because he’s terrified of the backlash she could receive from being connected to him romantically.

You read between the lines—you have nothing to lose, at this point. There isn’t a day that goes by where someone online doesn’t have something to say about you, reputable or not.

He explained that in order to maintain the lie, no one in the industry could know the truth, not even Jeongguk’s bandmates. According to him, they wouldn’t understand why he felt the need to go to such lengths. You didn’t completely agree then, but having met Yoongi now, you get it.

His girlfriend knows about you, he’d told you. She knows who you are, knows about that night last year, and that she still agreed to let him ask you this. She doesn’t see you as a threat.

It stung, a little. Of course it did. You and Jeongguk may be friends, but you’ve always felt a hint of something else there. Maybe it was the kindness he’d shown you when you met. Maybe it’s just him. But you never said anything, convinced it was one-sided.

Clearly you were right.

Still, you want to do this for him. You care about him, and just because you can’t maintain a stable relationship doesn’t mean Jeongguk doesn’t deserve a chance at one.

You think, if Yoongi knew, he’d feel the same.

★ ★ ★

Five years down the drain, Yoongi thinks. Ashes his cigarette. Oh well.

Honestly, it’s not even really about you, although Yoongi would love to pretend otherwise. If he pins it all on you, it makes his mission to get rid of you all the more noble. The label breathing down his neck. The impending deadline of an album he doesn’t know if he can write. Dongsaengs that don’t know how to stay out of trouble. If it’s all your fault, it can’t be his.

This—the smoking—was bound to happen, with or without you. You just helped the process along.

He’s perched on his windowsill, puffing his way through cigarette number two, when his phone buzzes next to him.

Namjoon doesn’t call him nearly ever. Yoongi has a way that he likes things done, and Namjoon is probably his only friend that actually respects it. Emails for work. In-person or texts for personal shit. Video calls never. Phone calls only if Yoongi needs to hear it now and there’s no other way.

Yoongi picks up.

“Joon-ah?” Cautious. He likes phone calls the least because phone calls mean trouble, like someone is in the hospital. He’s gotten that call before, more than once.

“Hyung,” Namjoon says. “Do you have a minute?”

Namjoon wouldn’t be asking that if someone was in the hospital, so Yoongi allows himself to unclench. Just a little. “Yeah, I have a minute.”

He hears rustling on the line, like Namjoon is fidgeting. But Namjoon is always fidgeting, so that could mean nothing.

“I figured, given the events of tonight, that it would be a good call to warn you ahead of time. I would’ve come by your apartment, but I’ve got meetings all morning tomorrow and it’s late. I didn’t want to wait until next time I see you though, so…” Namjoon starts, trailing off. 

Yoongi works his jaw. “Spit it out, Joon-ah,” he says, because Namjoon is shit at delivering bad news. He’s always beating around the bush, trying to soften the blow. It’s great for the kids, but it makes Yoongi feel like he’s about to have to bury his first-born or some shit. Yoongi likes clear, direct.

Namjoon knows this, so he always gets it right on the second try.

“YN is going to the Jeju house with you guys,” Namjoon says. Clear and direct, but the absolute last thing Yoongi wants to hear right now. 

“You’re fucking with me.”

“I’m not.”

“She has literally no fucking reason to be there, Joon-ah,” Yoongi grits out. The cigarette secured between his index and middle knuckles has burned down to nothing, singes his fingers. He hisses and flicks it out the window. “Is she going to help us write an album? Is that it?”

“Hyung—“

“No, she isn’t. She’s going to distract my lead singer the whole time and make the whole point of the trip fucking impossible,” he interrupts, because once he gets started he can’t stop. “Who signed off on this? Doesn’t she have a job? Isn’t there a goddamn camera that needs to be smoldered at?”

“Yoongi-hyung,” Namjoon says. He’s using his manager voice, and Yoongi shuts up instantly. 

Namjoon uses this voice on the kids all the time. Realistically, it’s not a big deal. It’s his job. But he’s never had to use it on Yoongi before.

He deserves it, though. Yoongi knows that. He knows that he’s been insufferable ever since you showed up, and he doesn’t like it either. He’d wanted to talk to Jeongguk, to have a heart-to-heart with him about it, but that’s proven impossible given that you’re always around. And Namjoon is their voice of reason.

Yoongi tries again.

“I don’t like her,” he explains, keeping his voice level. “I don’t think she has Jeongguk’s best interests at heart. I’m just trying to look out for him.”

The line stays quiet for a long moment, like Namjoon is taking special care in choosing his next words. It would make Yoongi nervous, but that’s just what Namjoon does.

“Hyung, you need to leave it alone,” he finally says.

What the fuck.

Yoongi could have foreseen plenty of responses from Namjoon. He’s been on the receiving end of Namjoon’s sage advice more than he’s proud of. Yoongi worries a lot, and Namjoon is particularly good at quieting those worries, particularly when they pertain to the kids. And they usually do. But he sure as shit wasn’t expecting to be blown off like that.

“Joon-ah, Jeongguk is gonna—“

“Jeongguk is a grown man. He’s fully entitled to make his own decisions, and you need to respect that if you don’t want to lose him.”

Lose him? Is Yoongi going insane? Is he fucking missing some integral piece of this puzzle that everyone else seems to have?

The notion of losing Jeongguk is completely absurd. How could he lose Jeongguk over something like this? Jeongguk, the college freshman with the huge eyes who followed Yoongi around like a puppy. Jeongguk who sang so softly when Yoongi asked, who beamed with pride when Yoongi told him he had something special. Jeongguk who dropped out alongside Yoongi, took a risk because he trusted his hyung to take care of him.

It was Yoongi and Jeongguk before it was anyone else, and Yoongi has never let Jeongguk down once, won’t allow himself to. This is the thing that’s going to change that? 

“What are you even talking about?”

“Just… leave this one alone, Yoongi,” Namjoon sighs. “She’s coming whether you like it or not, and you need to at least pretend to play nice.”

Yoongi doesn’t appreciate being treated like a child who’s the cause of his parent’s headache, not by Kim Namjoon. The label dickheads are one thing, but the one person Yoongi has entrusted with everything for the past five years? Before that, even? Fuck that. Namjoon doesn’t talk to him this way, and that’s not about to change because of you.

“Namjoon-ah, if you’re going to blow me off, at least put my cock in your mouth and do it right,” Yoongi spits, hanging up before he can think better of his words.

Fuck.

Yoongi hasn’t bitten Namjoon’s head off like that in a long time. It doesn’t feel good to be back in old patterns like this. Yoongi knows why he doesn’t trust you, but he doesn’t know what it is about you that makes it so—urgent. Like he’s a wild animal primed to bite. To hurt. Yoongi isn’t that guy. 

If what Namjoon said is true, if Jeongguk really is at risk of slipping through Yoongi’s fingers, he has to get his fucking act together. He has to try harder to handle this like an adult.

So, you’re coming to Jeju. Fine. Yoongi can be civil.

Even if the only way for him to be civil is not to speak to you at all.

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Backstage of the venue is cold, a juxtaposition to the warmth of the crowd you had been swarmed in moments ago. Now, your body ignites in flames as Jeongguk drags you through the commotion of people; his palm wrapped around your wrist tight. From sound engineers, lighting operators, bodyguards and technicians of all kinds, Jeongguk manages to skillfully weave you both successfully to the end of what felt like a never ending corridor before opening the last door on the left and pulling you inside.

You’re not given enough time to make aware of your surroundings before Jeongguk shakes off his leather jacket and pulls his vintage 1991 Skid Row band shirt over his head in that sexy manner men do — arms crossed, gripping the hem and effortlessly off his body. Removing the shirt messes around with his already sweat soaked mid length bob that he has been growing out. But yet, as the strands fall in disarray over his face, it still manages to make him effortlessly fuckable.

You can’t ignore either his body and the way it bulges in the correct places and curves and dips in the rest. It might have been only six months since you had seen Jeongguk last, but in those six months, he has filled in his body finely — both physically and visually.

Tattoos litter his right arm in pretty shapes, swirls, designs and lettering. Beautiful colours striking against emboldened blacks and whites. He sports two barbells on either side of his chest and you bite your lip as images from the last hook up fills your mind from when you had the opportunity to enjoy them in person.

Jeongguk isn’t oblivious to you taking him in; top to bottom, head to toe, and finally he does something about it. Your back is pushed up against the door and the sound of the lock latching behind you. Jeongguk’s mouth is on yours in an instant, his pillowy lips slightly chapped from the singer being on stage for the last hour and a half but that doesn’t stop you from melting into him.

Your arms wrap around his neck, giving you ample opportunity to deepen the kiss. The metal of the metal hugging is lip is cool against your warm skin. Your tongue runs along the seam of his bottom lip and he grants you access to tangle your tongue with his. The after taste of cheap beer and spearmint gum is welcomed as the pair of you turn the kiss from passionately soft to fierce, a sense of urgency creeping into the mix as you’re both aware that you both need to get off before someone comes searching for Jungkook for his encore set.

“Couldn’t help but notice you starin’ at me through the set,” Jeongguk smirks sexily, knowing he has you exactly where he wants you. “Couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

His hands roam all over your body as he kisses you hard. He starts at your shoulders, swiftly pulling down the thin straps of your tank top past the cups of your white lace bra before tugging the cups and feels as your tits release from the lace.

“M’sure plenty of girls were,” you’re quick to reply, voice airy with lust. 

Jeongguk breaks the kiss, saliva keeping your mouth connected before he snaps it with his deft fingers and then using them to run light, teasing circles over your hardened nipples.

“Maybe, but none that I actually want. Thought you were so fucking pretty…”

You shiver and you know it’s not from the temperature of the chilly room you’re both currently occupying.

Before you’re about to remind Jeongguk about the lack of time you both have, the dull hum of intermission music vibrates the tiny closet and his lips are on your throat and all words die on your tongue as you hiss out in pleasure.

“Sensitive, yeah?” He asks, his breath warm against your skin as he decorates your skin in tiny nips and sucks.

“Oh…yes,” you confirm, your lids fluttering shut as he continues his assault on your neck.

With shaking hands, your arms trail down to the belt loops of his leather pants and you hook your fingers through and use it to your advantage to tug him closer to you. The feeling of Jeongguk grinning against your skin at your obvious desperation for him urges him on. With ease, he slots his thigh in between your legs and uses his stance as an advantage to pry your legs further apart.

Working your own fingers on the heavy buckle of his belt as Jeongguk continues his teasing on your cunt, you manage to pull the leather in between your fingers to open him up. Jeongguk tilts your chin with his palm to continue his assault on your neck and you retaliate by slipping your hand underneath his pants. Your fingers come in contact with his hardened cock and Jeongguk bucks his hips further into your touch.

Your heart thrums against your ribs when you feel his fingers inch their way below the hem of your pleated skirt to press into the warm of your cunt.

“Warm and wet,” he whispers against the shell of your ear; his voice is enough to cause the small hairs on your arms to rise. You don’t stop the whine that falls from your tongue as he presses two digits harder against your pulsing clit. “And so fucking sensitive, just for me, pretty girl.”

You get lost in the sensation of him starting to rub you over the flimsy cloth at your cunt.

All your inhibitions are lost as your want for the vocalist grows. “Jeongguk, please,” you beg for more…beg for him.

“Fuck, yes, plead for me,” Jeongguk almost starts begging with you. “Plead for me just like you did in your videos you dirty girl. You’re so bad, huh? Sending videos of your creamy pussy whilst I’m rehearsing. Tell me, did you satisfy yourself? Or am I just too good at pleasing you?”

“No, Jeongguk, I-nothing c-could ever compare to you at all. I was only mmm-missing you, ahhh,” your voice trails off when you feel his thumb and pointer finger pinch at your clit, lightly twists.” Your body grows hot and electrified, sweat building a glistening sheen on your body at the tirade your body is going through.

It only lasts for the briefest of moments before Jeongguk stops playing with you and instead pulls your thong to the side and tucks it in between the juncture of your groin and thigh before running his fingers between your now exposed folds, feeling how soaked you are and slides a thick finger into your soft core.

“Fuuuuck, you’re treatin’ me fucking good tonight, doll,” his voice rasps and you watch as he sinks to his knees in front of you. With ease, Jeongguk props your leg over his shoulder and buries his head in between your legs and his tongue is quick to drag through your pussy.

“Jeongguk, fuck, ohmygod,” the cry is muffled as he brings a big hand up to your lips and covers your mouth. Your eyes can’t help but roll back as your cunt flutters over the thick, long fingers that help place stars behind your closed eyes.

“M’gonna need you to be quiet, babydoll. I’ve still got more to give you... going to push a couple more fingers in ‘till I’m satisfied, okay?

Jeongguk makes quick work of his tongue on your cunt. A litany of fast strokes, skilled pumps of his tongue in your messy leaky hole and now with the added addition of two more fingers, now counting three. You feel full of him as he preps you for what you hope is yet to come. It’s almost second nature for him to know when to curl his digits inside of you, a skill you’re more than aware has come from the copious amount of women he’s had in his bed. But for tonight, he’s here with you and that’s what’s important. You moan when he gets knuckle deep and causes your breathing to become erratic as both your hands tangle into the messy roots of his shaggy locks.

It’s frightening how fast your orgasm approaches you. It’s almost like he's known your body for years, and in some way, he does. Whenever his band finds their way to your town, the tirade of sexting continues from where it left off from his last visit.

“Yes babydoll, just like that, use me.”

He fucks his fingers into you and his tongue flicks your clit, drinking down your honeyed slickness. You don’t stop your hips from chasing your high, letting your pussy grind further into his face, nudging at his nose and then stopping to fuck yourself on his pretty button feature.

Out of the corner of your eye, you find a mirror tucked away in the corner. With the closest bathed in darkness, you’re unable to see clearly in the mirror, but it’s clear enough that you can make out the both of you — your hips fucking Jeongguk, using your hands to guide him into delicious positions for your tongue.

Lost in your thoughts, you don’t realise Jeongguk has removed a hand from your ass, his black chipped nail polished fingernails rakes down the skin of your thigh, hard enough to leave a sting of pleasurable pain as he continues down to the knee over his shoulder.

With shaking legs, your climax reaches its tipping point and you feel yourself come at an impressive force. Your body curls over in euphoria, fingers tightening its hold in his hair as a litter of curses fill the space between you both. Your head rolls back and your eyes tighten as nothing but black and speckles of white fuzzy stars to appear behind your eyes.

Jeongguk stands up, face wet from your cum coating his pretty features and he can’t help but swipe his tongue over his chin, making a scene of tasting the remnants of your arousal that he gave you.

“Aw, did my fingers fuck you dumb, hmm babydoll? Tell me how good it makes you feel,” Jeongguk demands from you as he practically laughs at your disorientation.

It isn’t fair, you’re still trying to come down from such a powerful climax that the best you can offer him is a string of useless babbled broken words.

His laughter continues and embarrassment settles in your chest. Nobody has ever made you come like that with their fingers alone and you’re both well aware of that fact.

“You look so fucking pathetic and pretty for me, pussy stretched over my bare fingers, making the sweetest sounds. Fuck, I should record you and put you on my next record and release it for the world to hear; you’d be my next breaking hit.” Jeongguk admits and lands a slap against your asscheek, the bite of his skin against yours causing you to hiss.

Eventually, you’re able to prop yourself up on your elbows on top of a stack of black equipment boxes that are kept behind the stages and cock your eyebrow up at him.

“Jeongguk, is that the best you’ve got?” You smirk, knowing you’re pouring gasoline all over an already raging fire.

Jeongguk walks towards you and traps you in between his body and the boxes you're using as a support beam. He lifts his hand in the air and the next thing you know, a dim light flicks to life and lights the closest in a warm yellow glow.

You’re able to take in the sight of the man in front of you for the first time since entering together. His once precise eyeliner and eyeshadow is smudged down his cheeks but in a way that makes him look fucking delicious. His chest is heaving with every shallow breath he takes and you’re awestruck at the beauty of him.

“Tell me what you want.” His eyes are darkened with unbridled lust as he wraps his tattooed hand around your throat and squeezes at the sides, watching your eyes roll back. Jeongguk truly does know your body like a well versed chorus and it makes your body thrum with want. “Good girls use their words.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

He towers over you easily as he stares down at you. His thumb glides over your lower lip and you open your mouth at his silent request. A train of spit is released from his mouth as he watches it slowly pool at the back of your mouth. Jeongguk follows his fluid and presses his lips to yours in a languid kiss, his tongue instantly twisting with yours nastily. You’re still able to taste your cum on his tongue and your pussy throbs for more of him.

It’s effortless how he breaks your lewd kiss and is able to manhandle your body, twisting you around so your back is facing him and he kicks apart your feet like he had done earlier.

“How badly do you want me to fuck you?"

You back your ass into the crotch of his leather pants as you feel him rustling behind you to remove his clothing just enough to release his cock. You move your hips against him, feeling his cock in between your asscheeks as you move to sensual rhythm. “So fucking badly. Remind me what your cock feels like.”

He grabs at your arm and pulls it towards his covered cock. You take the hint and wrap your hand around his twitching length, giving him a teasing squeeze when you feel it. You’re back at standing straight and you turn back around to face Jeongguk, peeking down towards cock.

“What is that?”

“This?” he pulls his boxers down by the hem just enough to reveal the blue jewel piercing. “I’m so glad you asked. I did this for you.”

“You got your dick pierced for me?”

He laughs. “No baby,” this time he pulls his black Calvin Kleins to his mid thighs and reveals one by one a new piercing decorated with a different colour gemstone until he reaches his tip, decorated with a prince Albert with pink gemstones on either side of the bar. “I got my dick pierced four times for you. Each one a favourite colour of yours so when I fuck you, you can watch as the colours disappear inside of you.”

Your eyes widen and your mouth waters at the thought of how they’re going to feel as he fucks into you and you moan pathetically. You can’t look away from them. The pink prince Albert sits prettily at the top of his cock as a puddle of pearlescent precum allows the pink to look vibrant. Following that are three foreskin piercings, again all different coloured stones locking the metal bars in place. There is a purple set first, a green set in the middle and then your favourite colour at the end, nearing the base of his cock — blue.

He is so close to you that you can feel the warmth of his breath against the shell of your ear. “Now, let me use these how they were intended to be fucking used — to feel you wrapping yourself around my cock like an obident slut.” He presses a kiss against your shoulder and manhandles you back in place. “Bend over and spread yourself open,” he growls.

Doing as you’re told, your tits press into the cold metal boxes as you bend yourself to his liking before reaching behind you and spreading your ass open for Jeongguk, displaying your pussy, showing how wet and ready you are for him.

He uses this as an opportunity to bend down to your cunt and spits directly at your hole, watching as you clench around nothing in anticipation for his cock. You looked behind you to see him grab at his cock, lining himself up to your quivering cunt.

“Before I fuck you, there’s one rule you follow,” he groans.

“W-what?” You ask, your breathing all over the place as you wait somehow impatiently for the one thing you have waited six months for.

Jeongguk prods his tip at your entrance and watches as his cum coats your entrance, but never quite pushes himself in yet. “Every inch I fill you with, I want you to count every piercing you feel on my cock—”

“Fuck, Jeongguk!”

“There’s four in total, princess. Once you’ve counted the forth one, then you’ll know you’ve taken all eight inches of me. If you fail to count, I’ll pull out and he can start again until you get it right. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” you tell him.

Jeongguk places a hand at your hip and lines his cock up to you one more time. Slowly, he eases into you and your head falls forward against the boxes. The feeling of his prince albert piercing intruding your small hole causes goosebumps to rise and your breath to falter.

“Count. I’m not going to tell you again.”

With a shaky voice, you obey. “One.”

He stops for a moment, catching his own breath as the reality of the situation catches up with him as he takes in the fact he is back burying himself in his favourite pussy. Definitely one of the greatest parts of him touring the world is your cunt.

Jeongguk manages to compose himself and ease himself further into you, watching as he’s coming up to the first piercing on his foreskin. Just like the first one, he nuzzles the piercing over your clit and moves his hips in a way where it rubs over your clit. Your fist clenches as you feel him tease you and just as you’re about to urge him to go faster, he finally sinks the second bar into your snug core.

“T-two.”

This time, Jeongguk doesn’t waste any time and continues to sheath himself, feeling you wrapping around him. He can’t see you but he knows by how boneless your body has gone that you’re experiencing a whole new high. Better than any drug could give. He reaches piercing three, the green gem glinting from the small lightbulb above before disappearing fully.

He’s only three piercings in and you feel full already, unsure of how there can be any more of him for you to take. His cockhead already feels as if it’s touching your cervix. You know already that by the time the last cock piercing is in you that your tummy will be bulging from his size.

“Shit, there’s just one more. You’re doing so well for me, such a good girl for me,” Jeongguk purrs his affirmation and you perk up at his approval. “Wan’ you to touch yourself.”

You’re too blissfully fucked out already to be bratty, your mind too far in subspace. Your hand wanders in between your legs, towards your cunt. Pressing two fingers to your clit, you begin to rub in a near perfect circular motion.

“Please, Jeongguk, wanna be your g-good girl,” you hiccup.

Jeongguk uses your distraction as his opportunity to sink the last remaining piercing into your poor pussy, feeling you release more of your honey onto him, helping ease him into you just the way he likes.

Not even your favourite dildo can replicate the feeling that this is giving you right now. You have never felt pleasure like this nor do you think you ever will again until the next time you see him.

“F-four…”

He bends down over you to give you a moment to recuperate. His chest is against your back and he presses a kiss to the back of your head.

“Gukkie, move.”

With both of his hands now situated at either side of your hips, Jeongguk pulls out of you and you're forced to feel the jewellery leaving your cunt before he drills back into you, the metal piercings acting as ridges against your soft walls.

Wails and whimpers fall from your lips like a sinful prayer and right now Jeongguk truly did wish this was something he could record. Not for a record as he previously mentioned but for himself.

“More,” Jeongguk moans at your pleas and thrusts forward roughly.

Your heart beats in overtime to keep up with the excretion that your body is going through, sweat clinging to your skin and eyes rolling backwards as he begins a pace that has you seeing stars. His cock rubs so deliciously at your g-spot, every inch he pulls out of you is covered in a bubbly white consistency of your mixed cum.

“Wish you could see what I see, babydoll. Your cunt is such a perfect fit for my big cock.” He punctuates his words with a slap to your ass as he continues to fuck himself in and out of you at a ruthless pace.

You turn your head to the side to catch a glimpse of Jeongguk, and you don’t regret the image. His head is thrown back as he uses one hand to run through the strands of sweat slicked strands from his forehead as they merge together with the hair at the crown of his head. His face has darkened and his eyes are screwed tight in pleasure. You clench your cunt around him, enticing a sinful beautiful moan from him.

“I can take it, Jeongguk! Have always been able to look after you!” Your words aren’t lost on Jeongguk as he chases his high, taking you along for the ride too.

“Jeongguk, please, ohmy—, I’m gonna cum for you,” the words spill from your lips in a high pitched cry as your fingers work once more to rub yourself further to your hight. That’s all Jeongguk needs to hear. He places a hand on the centre of your stomach and the next thing he knows, he’s spilling his own seed into your spent cunt. Ropes of white fill you up and he feels as your stomach bloats just ever so slightly at the load he’s disposed of inside of you.

It doesn’t take you long to feel the frantic burning sensation inside of you snap at the feeling of Jeongguk’s cum filling you up completely before you’re now coming around his cock that is still snuggly stuffed inside of you to the hilt. Your body shakes and your legs are on the verge of giving out at the power of your orgasm that you quickly throw a hand around Jeongguk’s neck to pull at the strands to keep yourself upright.

Time passes as you stand there together, basking in the afterglow of rough sex that has definitely now made him late to the stage for his encore set. It doesn't look like Jeongguk is in any rush to go anywhere though as he whispers quiet little ‘shushes’ in your ear, knowing that you enjoy the little sounds of endearments he feeds you as you come out of your sub space.

Pressed against his soft, warm chest, you're able to hear the beating of his heart under his skin and your mind silently counts in time with every beat. He still has his arm around your waist as both of you still pant from your recent orgasms.

“You should go, Jeongguk, you have a show to finish,” you whisper, knowing he should leave you to finish what he started but you still don’t untangle yourself from his arms.

“I know. But I don’t want this to be the end. Once I get on that stage and finish my set, I’ll be dragged back into a van and taken to the next place when all I want is to be here with you.”

Warmth blossoms over your body at the admission and you can’t help but want more of him too. However, when you both started this, you knew of the implications and the risks.

Jeongguk eventually sits you down and reaches for his discarded band tee and dresses you in it, knowing you’ll keep it until the next time you see each other again. He dresses himself back up, pulling his pants up and redoing the buttons. He picks up the leather jacket and hands it to you with a kiss on top of your forehead.

His lips linger longer than any previous kiss like this he’s given you.

“Jeongguk, please go and finish your set.”

“I’ll see you next time, yeah?” And you nod your confirmation. You’ll always see him again.

He eventually pulls away from you and clicks open the door, slipping out and leaving you in the closest on your own.

“Jeongguk, where the fuck have you been? You’ve kept us waiting!” The voices dissipate the further they walk away. In your hazy, lust clouded mind you decipher that the voices to be his managerial staff or his fellow band members.

You sit by yourself in the small space which now feels too big with just yourself inside. The dull sound of drums and an electric guitar vibrates through the backstage area and you sit in your own company and listen to what you can of the music.

“Until next time.”

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[bunkoos-mole-enthusiast]

Weekly Jungkook Fanfic Recs

Some fine JK fics for your reading pleasure. 🔞 Please show your appreciation to all the wonderful authors :) Gravity Check: This really wasn’t what you’d had in mind when you’d agreed to spend a weekend in the arse end of nowhere.  You don’t even really know the bride that well, for Christ’s sake, but here you are stood amongst a group of her very best ‘gal pals’ with a poorly concealed look of horror on your face as the young woman in front bounces on the balls of her feet, petite frame brimming over with enthusiasm.  https://gimmesumsuga.tumblr.com/post/171775180603/gravity-check By It's Cover: The one where Jungkook makes a horrifically bad first impression. https://gimmesumsuga.tumblr.com/post/178121026378/by-its-cover-m Hand-On-Learning: You have - most inconveniently - become obsessed with your dissertation partner’s hands. In an effort to relieve some stress about it, you begin sending texts to your best friend detailing - explicitly - what you want those hands to do to you. Perhaps you should have checked the number a bit more carefully. https://ladyartemesia.tumblr.com/post/619327581330784256/hands-on-learning Once Upon A Bracelet: You were born to nothing, but your powerful craft caught the eye of a charming prince. However, his distinctly un-charming younger brother challenged your betrothal and is routinely challenging you. Jeon Jungkook is (probably) a former necromancer and (definitely) the wrong prince… But the bracelets tell a different story. https://ladyartemesia.tumblr.com/post/646287201408352256/once-upon-a-bracelet Freak-Quency: Rockstar au. https://gukslut.tumblr.com/post/190127844851/freak-quency-m-jjk Boots: Rockstar au. Established relationship. https://gukslut.tumblr.com/post/613752356101816320/this-is-a-companion-piece-to-freak-quency-but-can Koopid: The sight of his shit-eating grin leaves Namjoon with a prickle of hot frustration that hurts when the video rolls to an end, with no flashy end credits or promotion. Just a black screen with his own idiot reflection staring back at him. Pornstar au. https://gwoongi.tumblr.com/post/184496918409/%F0%9D%97%84%F0%9D%97%88%F0%9D%97%88%F0%9D%97%89%F0%9D%97%82%F0%9D%96%BD-jeongguk-ft-namjoon Lana: This position is particularly ambiguous; your face is almost gone, only slightly in frame, with the lens zoomed further into your ass and Jeongguk’s thighs, his ass there but moving as he leans for the lube across the bed. If he wanted, Jimin could pretend the figure beneath Jeongguk was a boy- could be him, if he wanted. He does not want. https://gwoongi.tumblr.com/post/184658542171/%F0%9D%97%85%F0%9D%96%BA%F0%9D%97%87%F0%9D%96%BA-jeongguk-ft-jimin The Art Of Revenge: Sometimes, getting even can be hot. https://archiveofourown.org/works/47776474 Crimson Park: Mafia au. https://heartbeatan.tumblr.com/post/188847613935/crimson-park-return-to-desperado-series-return-to

[jung-koook]

He's giving 2013 Alex Turner in that leather and I'm here for it!

so true anon and rockstar jeongguk is everything 😭 he looks so good in a leather jacket! ee need more photoshoots like these. calvin klein team, I think that when jeongguk comes back you guys need to do a photoshoot of him with a leather jacket on a motorbike. and a photoshoot of him with his son bam. please, that would be another iconic photoshoot 😭

[nervouscupcakeinspace]

BTS FIC RECS (PART 9)

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

untimely spring by kimliping

Namjoon snatches his thumb out of Jungkook's mouth, brings it into his own mouth and sucks. He and Jungkook moan in sync, low shocked sounds that intertwine in the air and all Namjoon can think is mild sunshine and pitaya juice running down his lips, staining his hand, dry grass under his bare feet.

"You taste," almost ripe, he thinks. "Really weird," he says.

or: pack alpha Namjoon gets particularly cuddly during pre-rut. unpresented Jungkook is his favorite little spoon.

just want you to stay by ellemoonchild

PART 2 IN ROCKSTAR OMEGA JUNGKOOK & ALPHA NAMJOON SERIES

Omega Jungkook and Alpha Namjoon have been courting for some months now, blissfully and desperately in love, but as Jungkook's next big tour and his oncoming heat approach they have to decide whether they want this forever...or let their love affair become yesterday's news.

sing me like a bible hymn by raplinelover *

Jungkook is the perfect son, altar boy and Christian. Then Kim Namjoon walks into his life.

falling prey by cypheromone *

“I believe you may have something you want to talk about,” Jungkook drawls, and upon closer inspection, Namjoon finds that Jungkook’s pupils are huge. He’s on something yet again.

“Who are you?” Namjoon demands, voice low in the empty hotel hallway, barely loud enough to be heard over the air conditioning.

“Jeon Jungkook, the sweet, beautiful maknae of BTS,” says Jungkook, slurring slightly.

“No you’re not, try again,” Namjoon snaps.

Not-Jungkook sneers at him. “That big brain of yours and you still haven’t figured it out. Pathetic.”

(Or: in which Jungkook is possessed by a demon.)

Blue Ribbons on Ice by vminkookminv *

Jungkook has been watching the hot mechanic in the neighbourhood.

Alright, maybe he's a little obsessed. But who can blame him?

All the ways to burn by vminkookminv

Jungkook gets his knotting dildo stuck, and asks Namjoon for help.

The only thing is, Jungkook is an alpha. And he’s not supposed to own knotting dildos, let alone have one inside him.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin

block, block, kiss by macabre

Really, it takes longer than it should for Jeongguk to realize that the amount of gifts and things done for him in their games goes a little beyond just friendly behavior, but Jeongguk's never been courted before, and he certainly has never been courted online before.

(Written for bunkoo x wolfjin fest.)

a star that doesn't shatter by cutiesexysaucie

"Let hyung do it."

or;

A series of snapshots inspired by Abyss.

Simulated Love by cypheromone

Jungkook made us in The Sims and he made us boyfriends, Seokjin thinks, realization making his pulse hammer, his cheeks warm.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V

Easy by creambunkoo

Jungkook ducks his head, face scrunching with sleepy disbelief, hoping the others won't realize what Taehyung is doing.

Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga

one and done by exarite

At this point in their relationship, Jungkook’s heat and Yoongi’s rut have long synced up.

Usually, a week before his heat is scheduled to start, Jungkook begins to feel the signs and symptoms of pre-heat, and like a domino, Yoongi’s behavior begins to shift in response.

There's something different about this cycle.

::

Yoongi is about to go into rut. Jungkook is supposed to match him with a heat.

For some reason, he isn’t.

As the stars watch me descend by vminkookminv

Jungkook gets curious about what's it like to bottom, and he asks the only person he can trust—Yoongi hyung.

And Yoongi... Yoongi wants nothing more than to see Jungkook blossom.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga

fit for a king by macabre

The choice is clear for Hoseok; take up his sister's place as the mad king Min Yoongi's bride to spare her a life of cruelty.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Taehyung | V

no one on earth by macabre

Only if you're lucky can you look into a mirror and see someone not yourself.

Namjoon grows up with the knowledge of his soulmate, seen every day in self-reflection. Even when his soulmate becomes all he can see around him, on billboards and magazines, he finds it hard to seek him out.

asynchronous by macabre (WIP) *

Idol groups are not formed for musical chemistry.

They're formed on compatibility for the subgender mix contained therein.

caught by macabre *

In just one night, Namjoon's life changes forever. His department executes a routine bust, but in the back room of the place of interest there's a door with more than one lock on it. All they find inside is an omega, and he's got a secret that not even he knows.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

Provisional Eternity by loquaciousEscapist *

"But considering those words of that first song had been written as he’d cried angrily over the fact that it had been weeks since they’d last had a conversation lasting longer than two minutes, that he could feel their friendship slipping through his fingers even as he tried desperately to cling onto it, maybe there had been no universe where Namjoon would’ve been the first person to know about this particular album.

Maybe, in another universe, Namjoon would’ve been the first to know about a different first album. Maybe, in that universe, they had even worked on it together."

(Or - when they had pre-booked a holiday to Jeju together, all seven of them, Yoongi hadn't anticipated that his friendship with Namjoon would apparently dissolve in the year between booking and going on the holiday. Now, he's facing a trip with the man who is simultaneously a stranger to him, and the person he knows best in the world.)

cycle around (series) by cypheromone *

Summary from the first fic: 

If Yoongi weren’t famous, he’d have a pup by now, he knows. Even if he weren’t in a relationship, he would’ve gone to a sperm bank or asked a friend for help. He would’ve found a way.

But Yoongi is famous. He’s one of two omegas in their group of seven. Instead of spending his heats with any of the four alphas in the group, he passes every single heat clinging to the lone beta, because the sad reality is this:

None of the alphas want him.

under the expensive mistletoe by cypheromone

Seokjin nods, watching Yoongi and Namjoon thoughtfully. “So you've been stuck here for hours, huh? You’ve tried kissing, right?”

Namjoon and Yoongi both freeze.

“What?” Yoongi asks, sounding wide awake, voice strangled.

“You’ve tried kissing?” Seokjin asks again, blinking. “That’s what people do under mistletoe. If you kiss, that should do the trick, right?”

(Namjoon and Yoongi, both silently in love with each other, get stuck under some magical mistletoe.)

Namjoon's pack (series) by AiirJ (WIP)

Summary from the first fic:

Namjoon chokes on the warm liquid in his mouth. He sets his cup down and coughs. “Excuse me? My scent?”

Or Namjoon gets tasked with helping Yoongi continue hiding his omega status

Honey & Fire by bdxjimin

“What would the lessons be?”

Yoongi grins, and a small part of Namjoon feels off about it, expression a little different than it was before. “Simple chores, some etiquette corrections, nothing strenuous for an omega,” Yoongi answers. “But I have one final question, and you need to answer me honestly.”

Namjoon reluctantly nods, wary. He takes a sip of his drink.

“Are you a virgin?”

OR

Young omega Namjoon is struggling to pay for his next semester of college. His old-fashioned, alpha uncle Yoongi offers to pay it for him with only two stipulations-- Namjoon has to live with him, and he must follow lessons on how to be an acceptable omega to secure a future mate.

Namjoon thinks it'll be easy, if not just a little annoying.

He is mistaken.

Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

Heavy is the Crown by Hermit_Hanes (WIP)

Yoongi knows his fate was sealed the day his sire named him heir.

i flow the way water flows by mintaejin *

Seokjin swallows and blinks at her. "Do you . . . ?" he swallows again. "Would you fuck me?" He laughs nervously. "I don't really know how to fuck anyone yet. I guess I have to learn, but uh . . . if I can put that off another day, I'd be happy."

 Yoonji licks her lips. "Oh, oppa, as long as you're with me, you'll never have to learn."

 She knows that she isn't imagining how his eyes darken at those words.

yoonji takes home the prettiest oppa and fucks him senseless

POLY RELATIONSHIPS

OT7 - Relationship

seven stars by cypheromone (WIP)  *

Summary from the first fic:

After an electrical storm in an unstable wormhole near Earth, the I. S. E. Bangtan loses contact with the Institute, and is considered lost in space.

Four months later, the crew of the Bangtan is still stranded in an unknown galaxy. The ship is broken with no acting engineer to make repairs. The crew's doctor and life support specialist can barely cooperate professionally, and the captain is falling in love with the planetary explorer.

(A love story spanning galaxies.)

knot a problem by ellemoonchild  (WIP)

The youngest alpha in the pack has been unusually moody, bratty, and overly emotional as of late. He’s been all pouts and teary eyes and doesn’t want to listen to any of them, not even his pack alpha. Which is the biggest cause for concern. The pack is at a bit of a loss of what to do with their normally happy and behaved pup.

But it isn’t until the pack’s holiday retreat when pack alpha Namjoon and pack omega Seokjin realize just what’s been going on: Jungkook is about to go into his first rut.

Or ~

Alpha Namjoon and Omega Seokjin have to help tame and train their youngest alpha mate Jungkook on how to properly handle his rut before the rest of the pack can join them.

Clarity by creambunkoo

 "Do you want us to help you take your mind off things? No thinking, just being good for us?"

 Jungkook can already feel himself slipping just from the quiet rasp of those words in Yoongi's steady voice. "Please."

This is a love story about Jungkook's hyungs eating him out.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

Largely Enough by sseoltangie

“Generally speaking, you’d be up for this?”

Jungkook shrugged. “I mean you’re both hot so yeah.”

Yoongi has a request.

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Tastes like Obscenity

title: Tastes like Obscenity

author: Allnighter_Friend

rating: explicit

word count: 50374

summary: Jeon Jeongguk, notorious Rockstar and frontman of the famous band Aurum, just won a grammy and has since been acting differently. Park Jimin, his manager and longtime best friend, is left to deal with his sudden shifts in mood that necessitates damage control in their line of work, all while trying to cope with his feelings for the singer and his not-so-subtle advances.

link: AO3

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JJK: Multiple Members / Polyamory AU

List of all Jungkook fics under 'Multiple Members / Polyamory' AU:

* ² - two shots s - contains smut

* Last updated: 18/02/2024

D R A B B L E S

[...] 12:08 AM by likeastarstar s ft MYG, boyfriend!Yoongi, idol au

Crime & Punishment by bangtaninink s ft KSJ, mafia au, PWP Summary: You’re supposed to kill five people per month, as per Seokjin and Jungkook’s request. You’ve only killed two. Somebody’s in trouble.

* Day 8: Threesome by jjungkookislife s ft MYG, FWB Summary: When your name pops up on their screen, they're quick to drop everything to get to you.

Go to Town by here2bbtstrash s ft MYG, friends au, PWP Summary: Jungkook may have only learned about the concept three seconds ago, but he’s determined to be the best nose ride you’ve ever had.

No Regrets by minisugakoobies s ft KNJ, friends au, reunion au Summary: One hot night spent lying between your friends Jungkook and Namjoon brings old feelings to light.

Together by minisugakoobies s wc~4k / ft KNJ, friends au, reunion au Summary: There's no holding back tonight, as you and your old friends Jungkook and Namjoon decide to do something about your regrets. Together.

Pillowtalk by 94hixtape s ft MYG, polyamory au, PWP Summary: Double penetration.

The Midnight Train by pasteljeon s ft PJM, vampire au, PWP Summary: It’s well known that Jungkook and Jimin are your willing blood bags. It’s a dangerous game, yet they’re so pliant in your hands, so eager to submit.

Wanna Show You How by ugh-yoongi s ft JHS, boyfriend!Jungkook, PWP

O N E S H O T S

All I Want by chimoona s wc~4.7k / ft KTH, friends au, PWP Summary: It’s a Christmas miracle you caught Jungkook and Taehyung crossing paths under the mistletoe. Tis the season for generosity, and being the bearers of good tidings, how could they ever deny your request to watch?

All Wound Up (Tighter) by minisugakoobies s wc~6k / ft KTH, rockstar au, PWP Summary: Jungkook and Taehyung help you unwind.

All’s Fair by kimvtae s wc~13k / ft KTH, boyfriend!Taehyung, college au, polyamory au, soulmates au Summary: They say soul mates get their marks on the same day, and you’ve been dating Taehyung for almost four years now, but it isn’t his name that shows up on your wrist. It’s Jeon Jungkook’s, also known as your least favorite person in the world.

By the Pool by bluewhale52 s wc~2.9k / ft KSJ, boyfriend!Seokjin, university au, PWP Summary: Jungkook has to stay back after practice, thanks to you. But perhaps, staying back isn’t so bad after all.

Capital H by kimnjss s wc~7.6k / ft PJM, boyfriend!Jimin, PWP Summary: After learning of the activities your boyfriend and his best friend use to partake in, you can’t help but what to be apart of them. Everyone always says, two is better than one, right?

[...] Castle (II) by satnin-darling s wc~7.7k / ft KTH, idol au, polyamory au, PWP Summary: It's another day in the SOOP and there's something about the way Taehyung and Jungkook are talking together beneath the awning that somehow ends up with you on a pleasurable tailspin.

Cobalt Blue by hobivore s wc~11.3k / ft KTH, artist au, PWP Summary: You ask Jungkook to draw you like one of his French girls.

Compromise by here2bbtstrash s wc~10k / ft KTH, werewolf!Jungkook, vampire!Taehyung, Twilight au Summary: You're torn between the two loves of your life - but maybe you don't have to choose.

Curiosity by yminie s wc~10.6k / ft KNJ, boyfriend!Jungkook, idol au, PWP Summary: Jeongguk’s interest is peaked by something he finds on his favourite hyungs computer, so it’s only natural for him to turn to Namjoon for guidance, right?

Delicate by junghelioseok s wc~5.1k / ft JHS, polyamory au Summary: Some say three’s a crowd. Alternatively: New relationships are hard, but you and Hoseok are determined to make sure that Jungkook knows that he belongs with both of you.

Tryst by junghelioseok s wc~5k / ft JHS, polyamory au, PWP Summary: He really doesn’t like it when you go behind his back.

Euphoria by 94hixtape s wc~8.8k / ft PJM, college au, PWP

Feast by noteguk s wc~7.9k / ft KTH, vampire au Summary: In which you and Taehyung have to teach Jungkook one of two things about being a creature of the night.

Friendly Fire by kpopfanfictrash s wc~10.4k / ft JHS, friends to lovers Summary: The dynamic: Hoseok; your friend and previous fuck buddy. Jungkook; Hoseok’s roommate and subject of your massive crush. The scene: determined not to drunk-gush about your crush any more (to his face), you decide to seclude yourself from all campus parties. Until, of course, Hoseok guilts you into a favor. Things spiral from there.

Helping Hand by minlucent s wc~3k / ft KSJ, boyfriend!Jungkook, PWP Summary: You and your boyfriend are inexperienced in terms of sex. It is decided that the best way to fix that is to have a little help from a friend.

Hotel by satnin-darling s wc~5.1k / ft PJM, established relationship, idol au Summary: Jungkook always comes to Jimin's room at odd hours in the day because he says it's boring to be all by himself, holed up in his own hotel room. The real reason, of course, is because you're there.

Late by satnin-darling s wc~6.7k / ft PJM, established relationship, idol au Summary: Sometimes, it can’t be helped that Jimin and Jungkook are late. It’s no one’s fault, really, since that’s what usually happens when all three of you are together anyway.

In the Dark by jksangelic s wc~6.1k / ft PJM, friends au, PWP Summary: Jungkook and Jimin have a very short attention span, and when you three are lost in the middle of nowhere with a truck that won’t drive, they busy themselves with you.

Joyride by minisugakoobies s wc~12.8k / ft KTH, college au, strangers au Summary: Senior year spring break sucks, thanks to the annoying spoiled little rich boy who won't stop trying to get your attention. When a scenic drive in his ridiculously expensive sports car goes wrong, you meet two sexy mechanics who decide to teach him a lesson - and show you the real meaning of "joyride."

Later Sounds Good Too by satnin-darling s wc~6.5k / ft MYG, polyamory au, idol au Summary: It’s a rare day off and when it comes down to it, nothing quite hits the spot like quality time does.

Love in the Time of Movies and Duvets by jeonggukingdom s wc~7.2k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Jungkook, PWP

Medicine by bratkook s wc~9k / ft KTH, strangers au, PWP Summary: A drunken night at a dive bar after a show was always a given, finding yourself in some form of chaos before the night was over, and as two strangers walk in with eyes that sparkle with mischief, you make it your personal mission to have them be your reckless decisions of the night.

[...] Needy by gimmethatagustd s wc~4.3k / ft MYG, FWB Summary: Jungkook refuses to admit that he has feelings for you, but he's slowly cracking under the pressure. Will his bright idea of asking his friend to seduce you be the final thing that helps him get over his interest in you?

Nothing But Trust by strwberrytae s wc~7.2k / ft KTH, fiancé!Jungkook, PWP Summary: Your fiancé, Jungkook, has done everything in his power to make you happy. Now that you’re engaged, what more could he do to surprise you and please you?

Page 1 by satnin-darling s wc~3.5k / ft KTH, idol au, PWP Summary: Jungkook was tidying up in the boat house just as you came down to see him. Obviously, cleaning would be at the bottom of the agenda once you were together. But while Jungkook was confident that you two would be alone to do whatever you liked since his room was apart from everyone else’s, he keeps forgetting that Taehyung liked to go the extra mile.

Places by sugalaritae s wc~4.5k / ft MYG, roadtrip au, strangers au, PWP Summary: You push yourself against Jungkook and slip a leg between his as you begin to move to the music.

Player Two by minjoonalist s wc~10.6k / ft KTH, gamer!Jungkook, polyamory au, PWP Summary: You’ve always wanted to be as good of a gamer as your boyfriend Jungkook and you’ve tried many times to ask for his help only to be turned down…on your game. but this time you’re over his bratty attitude towards it and he still can’t get enough of yours.

[...] Poster Boy by hamsterclaw s wc~8k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Jungkook, doctors au Summary: You, Jungkook and Yoongi liven up the most boring conference in the world.

Pour Up by jungkxook s wc~14k / ft KTH, fuckboy!Jungkook, fuckboy!Taehyung, PWP Summary: Sleeping with both notorious frat boys Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook doesn’t sound so bad ━ especially when you’re drunk and faded.

Rule of Three by satnin-darling s wc~10.6k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Yoongi, PWP Summary: In the parameters of writing, the “rule of three” is based on the principle that things that come in threes are inherently more satisfying or more effective than any other number. You and Yoongi can't help but notice Jungkook's persistent fascination, so why not indulge? Anyhow, there's nothing wrong with testing out a tried and true principle in the presence of an eager participant.

Trick or Treat by satnin-darling s wc~5.9k / ft MYG Summary: The Joker, a Gray Pianist, and an Action-taker were supposed to walk into a bar on Halloween. Turns out they don't even make it past the front door because they were too busy fucking each other to partake in this year’s spooky season.

Scenes of Misguided Magic by wwilloww s wc~2.3k / ft KTH, magic au, roommates au Summary: Living with your two magic roommates means often exploding potions, spell mistakes, and strange ingredients. It doesn't mean sex magic. Except today it does.

Slow Down by ggukbabyy s wc~6.5k / ft KTH, boyfriend!Jungkook, PWP Summary: You’re both fucked up, Jeongguk knows you like attention and Taehyung is willing to give you it.

Sinful Lust by oddinary4bts s wc~10.4k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Yoongi Summary: In an attempt to spice up your bedroom life with your boyfriend Min Yoongi, you suggest bringing another man into the action. Yoongi seems reluctant at first, but when you mention his friend Jeon Jungkook, he can’t deny his attraction. All that’s left to do is to convince Jungkook into participating…

SOOP by satnin-darling s wc~2.8k / ft KTH, idol au, polyamory au, PWP Summary: Taehyung was meant to fetch you and Jungkook because it was already time to eat. But he happened to walk into something else and he couldn’t help but join. Oh, and for those who are left waiting, it’s not all bad

Tattooed Two by httpjeon s wc~8.5k / ft KTH, boyfriend!Jungkook, tattoo artists au, PWP Summary: Your boyfriend’s best friend joins you for a night you’ll never forget.

The Boys are Back in Town by dntaewithluv s wc~3.2k / ft PJM, friends au, PWP Summary: Getting stood up by your date definitely hadn’t been on your agenda for the evening. Also definitely not on your agenda: bumping into Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook. Together. On the same exact night. It’s been a while since you’ve seen your two best friends, as well as lovers on multiple occasions, from your high school and college days. A chance meeting, some drinks, and a trip down memory lane is all it takes to reignite the attraction between the three of you. Old habits die hard, but these two? They just might be the death of you.

Tongue Technology by ki-yomii s wc~2.2k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Yoongi, PWP Summary: Yoongi teaches Jungkook how to eat out his girl.

Undercover by cinnaminsvga s wc~5.4k / ft KSJ, vampire!Jungkook, siren!Seokjin, bodyguard au Summary: The company banquets that your family loves to host are often drearier than you would like them to be. Lucky for you, your bodyguards have the perfect solution: why don’t you play a little game with them? The only rule? You must keep quiet at all costs.

Your Favourite Game by gimmesumsuga s wc~2.6k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Jungkook, idol au, PWP Summary: The one where Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook compete to see who can make you cum the fastest.

T W O S H O T S / S E R I E S

Double Team by hamsterclaw s ft KSJ, polyamory au Summary: Seokjin and Jungkook are your business partners. You solve problems for the city's elite, albeit by unconventional means. Your professional and personal lives have always overlapped, but that's never worked against you before. At least, not until now...

Just Kidding by whatifyoulivelikethat s ft KTH, PWP Summary: There was a time where you would be out partying, getting drunk and fucking up a storm. But you’re different now. You stopped drinking. Now you’re the one waiting for Kim Taehyung to call so you can pick him up from his drunken adventures. There’s just one small hitch – Taehyung’s roommate, Jeon Jungkook, offering you a mojito.

Lights, Camera, Action by colormepurplex2 s ft KNJ, boyfriend!Namjoon, director!Namjoon, actor!Jungkook, artist!reader, polyamory au Summary: Namjoon told you about his ‘lust list’, it’s like a bucket list but for sex, when you first got together over 5 years ago. Together, over the years, you’ve checked off one item after another. Now, you’re down to the last three things…and they’re a bit unconventional as far as typical relationships go. 1. Watch my significant other be pleasured by someone else 2. Film my significant other with someone else (not pertaining to the previous item) 3. Have a threesome with another guy Most people might shy away from it, intimidated by potential competition; but, unconventional is kind of your thing. You’re secure in your relationship and love bringing him pleasure in any way you can. Namjoon’s a successful art director and has his eyes set on one of his cast members to help complete the list. Tall, dark, and devilishly handsome, Jungkook could be the perfect little helper. It’s perfect. They’re perfect…but does Jungkook agree?

Not Allowed by whatifyoulivelikethat s ft MYG, idol au, polyamory au Summary: The love of your life, BTS’s very own Min Yoongi, tells you he has a gift for you. But he also says you’re not allowed to refuse. What’s that supposed to mean, hm? Surely not… wild hot sex with the Golden Maknae himself?

The Hush Series ² by suga-kookiemonster s ft KTH, PWP Summary: Four seats, five bodies. “Careful, sweetheart,” he breathes into the shell of your ear, hands tightening over your waist in warning. You lick your lips, pausing just long enough to ponder: what if you don’t want to be careful?

Young Bood ² by blublublujk s ft KTH, vampire au Summary: A very thirsty newborn begs for a feeding, you and Taehyung deliver accordingly.

[gukvante]

idk if anyone is going to read this, but i'm gonna be posting a rockstar!jeongguk x female!reader oneshot in like an hour or less. i know i’ve been radio silent for like 6 months and haven’t posted any fics in almost two years. with that being said i am still a bit rusty so i apologise. in the meantime, here’s an edit i made a while back of rockstar jeongguk.

[taekookfests]

rockstars fest - fic reveals season 1

Of Course I’m Bi, I’m In a Rock Band by Nierrenn [link] 109.5k Words | Completed | Mature

“So, you play guitar?”

“Well, I could also play with some other things if you catch my drift.” Taehyung winks at him.

Jeongguk grimaces and leans towards Jin. “You sure it’s a good idea?”

“Look, he might be a player but he’s seriously good when he gets into it.”

Jeongguk pinches the bridge of his nose. “Jin, I need someone who can always play the guitar good, not just some playboy who only plays the guitar cause it gets him bitches.”

“Excuse me, I can get bitches with or without a guitar.” He grins.

Jeongguk stares at Jin. “See!”

This Magic Moment by AM1119 [link] 71.1k Words | Completed | Mature

It's the 1950s - Taehyung and Jeongguk love two things: music and each other

And the question is - can they have both?

Deuce by HereForTannies [link] 35.2k Words | Completed | Not Rated

Plagued by the sins of his past, rockstar V (Kim Taehyung) finally gives in to the pleas of his manager, Jin, and agrees to visit a therapist. Taehyung knows that opening up to a stranger won't be easy, but what will he do when faced with the one face from his past that fills each of his nightmares, the face of the boy he killed?

Camisado by ohsehunseoul [link] 29.9k Words | Completed | Mature

When Aurora's assistant manager up and quits, the company is quick to hire someone new. Taehyung is excited for his new position, and so is the band. For the most part. The only person not on board is Jeongguk and he makes it clear that Taehyung is not welcome. The rest of the band adores Taehyung and truly doesn't understand why someone as kind as Jeongguk is suddenly treating their assistant manager so poorly.

Honestly, Jeongguk couldn't even explain why he felt so much hatred for Taehyung. He was already on edge and about to give up writing music, and the sudden change was all too much. However, Taehyung was assigned to help motivate Jeongguk to write songs and stay with him at all times, so they were stuck together. Jeongguk hated it but, he had to admit, Taehyung did inspire him.

Maybe the hatred was masking other feelings, but Jeongguk may have done too much damage to even try to attempt to mend his and Taehyung's nonexistent relationship.

the boy who’s searching for the golden part. by moonchild__04 [link] 17.1k Words | Completed | Mature 

Jeon Jungkook is just a nerd, a regular guy who studies art at University and plays video games. His parents are strict but not severe, they don't have to: Jungkook is a good guy, he doesn't get in trouble, and he doesn't do anything to make them worry. But one night, he meets "troubles", in the form of a tall, handsome as hell, stranger, with a voice that makes him shiver. And troubles are sweet and charming and so good for him, that they don't look like troubles anymore.

Or

Jungkook's life is boring, Kim Taehyung brings some golden in it.

Off the Record by ohsehunseoul [link] 13.5k Words | Completed | Teen And Up

Jeongguk's used to people trying to steal albums from the music store where he works. It happens far too often, and the random guy that was being more than obvious was doing himself no favors.

Or that was what Jeongguk thought. Turns out, the 'random guy' is a well-known musician named Taehyung who is interested in the fact that Jeongguk doesn't know who he is. Taehyung makes it his mission to introduce Jeongguk to his band, and Jeongguk tries to ignore the overly confident musician.

Somehow, along the way, they begin to get to know each other and feelings develop.

Maybe Taehyung's band will gain another fan after all.

cock it and pull it by vkseok [link] 6.2k Words | Completed | Explicit

From the back of the stage, drummer Jungkook can see it all. He can see the bright lights, the crowds, the staff as they approach the side of the stage with towels and water, ready for the next break between songs. The last thing he expects to see, though, is his bandmate, Taehyung, hard and trying so desperately to hide and still his hips as they roll towards the wood of his guitar.

Sorry for writing all the songs about you (I forgive you) by tigerstripedneo [link] 6k Words | Completed | Mature

Taehyung writes sad love songs.

Jungkook hates it.

—

Success took Jungkook from Taehyung.

(a huge thanks to @/prplannie for helping me compile all these fics!)

[my-ao3-library]

Don't Stop Me Now

The band brought them together.

Together, they just might just tear it apart.

Tiger Lily has survived their first multi-city tour, despite the growing tensions between frontman Jeon Jungkook and bassist/songwriter Kim Taehyung. Now, one stupid decision the night of the afterparty threatens to sabotage the band’s recording sessions for their new album. Trapped with their long suffering bandmates at a remote farmhouse upstate, can Jungkook and Taehyung finally sort things out for good? Or will complications between them destroy everything, now that they’re so close to finally making it?

7 chapters; 64,039 words.

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So, any time I bleed, you let me go

{beggin} jungkook layouts 🖤🍷 GUYS THE CONCEPT OF THE NEW SEASON GREETINGS IS SO HOT?? OMG THEY ALL LOOK SO SO GOOD

[theselfishkid]

Jeon Jungkook 🍪

I'd like to see you laugh and be the happiest you can be for the rest of my life.

[c4llmebf]

97:95; Taekook rockstar theme.🎸

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