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Birthday Present - JJK

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook & Lee Sujung (OC)

Genre: Smut / Angst

Summary: Sujung has had a crush on Jungkook for a few weeks but doesn’t want to give in because of their age difference. She still invites him to her birthday party. 

Word count: 3,591 words

Warning: sexually explicit content, alcohol consumption

AN: This scenario will be part of a non-AU series. Other related stories will come shortly~~ I won’t leave poor Jungkook like that 😥. English isn’t my first language, do not hesitate to point out any mistake! Also, comments and advice are more than welcome😊

For her 34th birthday Sujung decided to throw a relatively modest party in her spacious flat that was overlooking Seoul. Unlike previous years there was no buffet, no DJ, no pool party. It was her with a bunch of friends and a few art lovers, jazzy music playing on her stereo and good wine that she had been cautiously selecting over the last few weeks. Everyone was getting along pretty well. The night was delightful.

And yet she was feeling extremely nervous and restless for some reason. For one reason. He was driving her crazy. Jeon Jungkook. She hadn’t even spent a whole minute alone with him since he arrived to her party but his presence was enough to have her fidgeting every time he was getting closer. She had been obsessing with him ever since his first visit to her art gallery two months ago. At that time, he came together with Taehyung who Sujung had invited. Taehyung was well known for appreciating good pieces of art and he was good publicity for the gallery. He had Jungkook accompanied him as the latter had keen interest in photography and art in general.

As Sujung was planning to have a photography exhibit next, she spoke with Jungkook and Taehyung the most that night. It wasn’t the field where she was the most knowledgeable about so the insight of both boys was really helpful. Especially Jungkook’s, he had a good eye when it came to analyzing any art form that was presented to him. At first he was shy to speak up when Sujung asked the boys about their opinions on specific paintings or sculptures, but as time passed the youngest became more talkative. And she soon found herself drinking every sound that was coming out of his pretty, plump lips. 

If he had only good opinions, Sujung would have been able to forget more easily about him. But the singer had also the physique of a Greek god that could put to shame any Ancient Greece sculpture displayed in Sujung’s gallery. Wide shoulders, strong thighs and brown shiny eyes that destabilized her on their first eye contact. And he was flirty to top it all. But he was way too young for her. Over ten years too young. And famous. Way too famous for her. And yet she couldn’t get him out of her mind. 

It would have been easier if she didn’t invite him to her party. But he had been a great help along with Taehyung for the upcoming exhibition. And she couldn’t deny that she actually looked forward to seeing him on her birthday. What a present. However, she had yet to say a word to him. Too scared to mess things up. Plus, the wine was starting to have its effects on her, and she didn’t trust her tipsy self at all.

Sujung went out on the patio to enjoy the warmth and calm of this night of June. She laid both her elbows on the balustrade and admired the beautiful sight of Seoul’s city lights. Sujung was lost in the view when a voice startled her: 

“Hey” Jungkook said softly right behind her. 

Sujung cursed, almost dropping her glass of wine over the rail. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” Jungkook chuckled seeing her putting her hand over her heart in shock. “What were you thinking about?”

“Nothing in particular.” Sujung replied, trying her best not to look into his eyes for too long. “Aging mostly”. 

“You still have your whole life ahead of you. You shouldn’t waste too much time on that.” He said, joining her on the balustrade. His shirt brushed her bare arm and she could smell his cologne. She closed her eyes to appreciate this new scent. As if she needed another reason to obsess over him!

“Noona?” Jungkook called in his deep voice. Sujung turned her head to look at him, trying her best to keep a straight face. That word, with that voice and body, it shouldn’t be allowed! And the alcohol wasn’t helping at all. She kept looking at his lips, wondering how they would feel on hers and the rest of her body. 

“Mmh?” she mumbles, not able to form actual words.

“Were you avoiding me earlier?” He asked shyly, without looking directly at her. “This might sound stupid, but it felt like you didn’t want to see me.” He looked down, a frown forming on his amazing face. 

“What? No!” Sujung was surprised at her ability to lie. “I must have been caught up in some discussions with the others. I am sorry.” Jungkook finally looked up at her, a smile on his face. 

They started talking about anything and everything. His busy schedule, the future of her gallery. How she got where she was, what made him become an idol. Sujung completely forgot about the impossibility of getting close with him and enjoyed this casual moment. 

“I have a question.” Jungkook announced suddenly, raising his arm as if he was in class. “There is less than an hour left before the end of your birthday.”

“Yeah?” Sujung wasn’t sure where he wanted to go with this. Her nervousness was back.

“What is the thing that you want the most at this moment?” he asked with a wide childish grin. 

Sujung looked at him startled. She couldn’t possibly reply that she wanted him the most, at this very second. That she wanted to kiss him fiercely. That she wanted to see what was under that shirt. That she wanted to feel his thighs on her skin. She wanted all of him. But no. He was a kid. A successful famous rich kid. Unreachable. Not even in her dreams.

Sujung inhaled deeply to keep her composure. She wasn’t used to lying. She couldn’t find a word to say. 

“Come on, there must be something!” Jungkook exclaimed with a laugh. “For me it would be a soft serve ice cream.” 

“Seriously? Of everything, you’d choose an ice cream?” Sujung couldn’t help but laugh. She was still not accustomed to his randomness. 

“Yes. A vanilla flavored one.” Jungkook add giggling together with Sujung, their heads almost bumping into each other. “So what about you? There must be something you want!”

Sujung stopped laughing, biting her lips as she nearly spoke the truth. He was looking at her so intently. He was so close that she could feel his warmth radiating from this beautiful body of his. His fingers slightly brushed the back her hand as he raised his hand to massage his neck. She could make out the outline of his arm muscles under his shirt. Would it be that bad to have him as her birthday present? Only for that night. Who would it hurt really? She opened her mouth to speak but got interrupted by one of her friends. 

“Come on you two, it’s birthday cake time!”

Sujung took her chance to escape from this very uncomfortable situation. She slapped herself mentally. She almost crossed the line. What an idiot! She wouldn’t accept any other alcoholic beverage to prevent any damage. Except that one champagne glass that went with the cake. And that vodka cocktail that her friend prepared especially for her. And that shooter she had to drink because she lost that stupid card game. 

It was 2 AM and she was drunk. Not completely wasted, but that good kind of drunk. When everything feels like cotton candy. When you feel like the best dancer in the world. When you get touchy with everybody around you. Sujung was hugging every person that came that night to celebrate her day with her. She ended her hug fest with Taehyung and Jungkook. She threw one arm other each boy’s shoulders. They didn’t seem to mind, they were as drunk as everybody else.

“Thank you for coming tonight. And I am sorry if I am making you uncomfortable with my current state, but this is my birthday and I don’t care.” Sujung declares. Taehyung was completely gone, singing at the top of his lungs to the song playing over the stereo. He then ditched Sujung’s arm to join a dance battle in the middle of the living room. His sudden move had Sujung lost her balance. If it wasn’t for Jungkook who grabbed her by the waist she would have fallen on the coffee table where all the bottles, full and empty, were. Jungkook kept his hands and her waist and pulled her against him. All Sujung’s muscles tensed. 

“There, here’s my proper hug” Jungkook said in a low voice, a playful grin on his lips. Sujung’s face was on his neck. She was unable to make any move. She didn’t want to move. She took this opportunity to breathe in his cologne, to hold onto his strong shoulders, to feel is well sculpted torso on her breasts and stomach. Jungkook broke the embrace as Taehyung grabbed his arm to have him join his dance team. Sujung had to sit to regain her composure. 

A few songs later, everybody was getting ready to leave. Sujung waved at her friends one by one. Taehyung was giggling as he was holding one of her friends’ hand. Sujung didn’t even realize that these two got closer during the night. She could see in the corner of her eye that Jungkook was taking his time to put on his shoes. He was the last one left on her apartment. When he got up, Sujung could feel all the tension surrounding the both of them. She was scared to say anything. She had her back against the front door, as if to prevent him from getting out. He was looking at her with a blank face before he spoke. 

“You never answered my question.”

“What question?” Sujung asked genuinely confused. 

“The thing you want the most right now.”

She bit her lower lip again not to let any word escape her mouth. How could someone be this stubborn? 

“What if what I want is implying someone else?” she finally asked looking at him in the eyes.

Jungkook smiled. A small, mysterious, almost devilish smirk. Sujung couldn’t keep her gaze away from his. 

“It’s your birthday, you can do whatever you want.” Jungkook replied with that smirk still on his face. Fuck he was handsome. A lip lock. A simple lip lock wouldn’t hurt, right? There was nothing more innocent than a lip lock.

Without realizing, Sujung closed to gap between the two of them to reach his lips with hers. A soft, chaste kiss that lasted less than two seconds. She took a step back, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t say anything, didn’t move for a moment. Sujung was so scared to have screwed everything up that she stopped breathing. He then grabbed the back of her neck with his hands and crashed their lips together. He was needy. He put so much force into this kiss that it made Sujung step back until she hit the door with a loud bang. The sudden contact had her gasped, breaking their kiss.

“Sorry, did I hurt you?” Jungkook asked panting and caressing the back of her head, embarrassed. 

Sujung shook her head no and grabbed Jungkook by his shirt to resume kissing him. He moaned into her mouth as they deepened the kiss. She grabbed his hair softly to have him as close as possible to her body. 

Jungkook's lips left her own to go on her neck and collarbone. It was tongue, teeth and lips on her skin and Sujung was suffocating. In a delicious way. She felt his hands on her back, unzipping her dress partly. Just enough to have one strap of her dress removed from her shoulder. Jungkook whispered a curse word as he exposed her left breast under a black laced bra. He kissed and bit the newly discovered skin of her cleavage. His hands were on her waist and thighs, keeping her flushed against his lower body. He was hard on her thigh. 

Sujung was letting him do whatever he wanted to her body. She hadn't felt this physically wanted in a long time. She didn't want to move, too scared he would stop touching her body. Her hands were still in his hair, leading him slightly where she wanted to feel his mouth on her skin. Her body was burning for him. She was whimpering and panting loudly when he start grinning slowly his hard sex against her private parts. Sujung couldn't bear feeling clothes anymore, his or hers. She needed to feel his naked body on hers at that very moment. She gently drew his face to hers so they could look at each other, their noses touching. He looked almost disappointed not to be able to kiss the skin of her neck anymore.

"I want you," she started breathlessly "in my bed, now." Jungkook chuckled and gave her lips a chaste kiss. 

"Yes Ma'am. Lead the way."

Sujung grabbed his hand and walked to her bedroom. The alcohol and Jungkook made her stumble in the hallway, she had to keep her free hand on the wall not to trip on her own foot. When they finally reached her bedroom, she removed her dress and underwear, looking at Jungkook throwing his own clothes on the floor. Sujung took a moment to admire his body thanks to the moon and street lights coming from the outside. He was perfect as she had imagined, even more. 

For the first time Jungkook looked uncertain about how to act next. Sujung made him sit on her bed and kissed him deeply while straddling him. He was a moaning mess under her, hands moving all over her body and heating up her skin in his way. The usual shyness she had with other partners was not there with him. She felt beautiful under his touch and she liked that he wordlessly let her take the lead. Sujung took her time to discover his shoulders and torso with her hands, still kissing him on his lips, earlobes, neck, whatever part of him she could reach. Their lower halves were moving on their own instinctively, her sex on his hard one to build up their arousal. Sujung stop kissing him to put her forehead on Jungkook's. 

"I want you in me." she says in a questioning tone, asking him if he was okay with her needs.

"Thought you would never say that." he panted laying on the mattress on his back. He was surrendering to her completely. Jungkook let her put a condom on his length and Sujung took the advantage of his position to kiss all over his abs up to his neck before finally taking him inside of her. They both let out a breath of relief before she started moving. Jungkook soon grabbed her hips firmly to meet the rhythm of her thrusts. Sujung was clenching her jaw to prevent any sound to come out of her throat, she hated the way she sounded during sex. He felt really good in her however. Making it hard for her to keep moving. Jungkook on his hand was moaning beautifully loudly beneath her, encouraging Sujung to move faster and stronger. She looked at him completely enjoying the moment with his eyes closed and lips slightly parted. He was louder with every thrust and he finally came, almost crying. 

"I am sorry." he said breathlessly as Sujung removed herself from him. "You're too good." Sujung laughed softly, laying beside him. She could enjoy her night without an orgasm. She looked at him questioningly however when he started caressing her inner thigh. "Let me, please?" he asked, lips against her temple. As a response, Sujung opened her legs for his hand. She hid her face in the crook of his neck to muffle the sounds she was making. She grabbed his wrist gently to guide his fingers where it felt good, her other hand was fisting the pillow behind her head. She adapted the rhythm of her thrusts to his hand’s and soon she could feel her orgasm coming. She stopped breathing for a second as the rush of pleasure shot throughout her body. Sujung remained still a few moments to catch her breath. She thanked Jungkook in a panting whisper. He kissed her temple, nose and lips as her breathing was coming back to normal.

After cleaning themselves, they settled on the bed embracing each other. Sujung took a look at Jungkook who seemed a bit worried. 

"What's wrong?" she asked as she caressed his hair. 

"I don't know what to think of tonight." he said cautiously. "I mean you were amazing, but..." Sujung silenced him by putting a finger on his lips. 

"We are still drunk. Let's sleep first, we will talk in the morning." Jungkook nodded to her words, relieved for the moment. "You are the best birthday present by the way." she added with a weak smile as she closed her eyes.

The sober side of Sujung’s brain knew that she screwed up badly that night, but she let sleep come in before she could think too much about what just happened with Jungkook. She enjoyed her birthday night, that was all that mattered at the moment. She would sort things out in the morning.

***

When he woke up the next morning, Jungkook first regretted the great amount of alcohol he consumed the night before. His head was hurting like hell. It took him a few seconds to recollect where he was and what happened. A smile appeared on his face when he remembered the late night activities he shared with Sujung. Sex had never felt so simple before.

He turned on his side to discover the empty bed beside him. His smile disappeared. The empty space was cold, Sujung must had been up for a long time. The worries Jungkook had felt before falling asleep where back on his mind and chest. He got up too quickly and winced when his head hurt. He checked the time on his phone: 11:50AM. Damn it! He sincerely hoped that he didn’t miss any schedule. He was relieved to notice that no one called him. He just had a message from Jimin asking where he slept and if the party went well. 

Jungkook put on his clothes before heading to Sujung’s living room. Her flat was richly decorated he realized. He was to focus on her during the party that he barely took a look at his surroundings. She was sitting at the counter of her kitchen with a large mug of fuming coffee in her hands. Although her hair was a mess and she was wearing no make-up, Jungkook still found her breathtakingly beautiful. She looked up at him with a blank face. Jungkook’s jaw and heart tensed up. The lack of expression on her features was making him nervous. 

“Hi?” Jungkook said with an almost trembling voice. 

“You can have some coffee before you leave.” she announced without looking at him. He couldn’t hear any type of emotion on her voice. 

It stung hard. Her words took time to sink into his brain, then to his heart that missed a few beatings. He blinked several times to keep his composure. A heavy and uncomfortable weight settled in his stomach. He was hurt, badly. 

“That’s it? I can have coffee?” Jungkook asked with a hard voice. Sadness was masked by anger. His pride would not allow him to plead. Sujung met his gaze and with a straight face just nodded before sipping on her coffee. 

Jungkook inhaled sharply, cursed, glared. He gave her one last chance to explain herself before putting on his shoes and getting out of her place. He missed her softer and apologetic eyes when he slammed the door without any word. He abused the elevator button to let out a bit of his anger. He thought they shared something the night before. He didn’t know what exactly. The excitement of finally holding that woman he had been thinking about for two months? The freedom of an intimate moment that he didn’t have to share with the rest of the world? Or maybe simply the relief that he could enjoy himself without judgement?  

Jungkook sniffled as the elevator reached the ground floor. He didn’t realized he shed a few tears.

“Fuck” he mutters, whipping his cheeks and nose. His brain was numb, he couldn’t think. When he got out of the building, the heavy heat finished to knock him out. He sat weakly on the floor breathing harshly. He just wanted to go home and forget. He could took a cab but he needed to see a familiar face. He tried to call Taehyung three times but hit his voicemail each time. He then called Jin who was the least likely to ask questions. He answered on the second ring.

“Hey! How was that party?” Jin asked excitedly. 

“Can you come and get me?” Jungkook voice was pleading and shaking. There was a short silence before Jin answered. 

“Send me the address, I am leaving.”

Jin arrived twenty minutes later and he found Jungkook seated on the staircase leading to the apartment building, head lowered and shoulders sunk. He lifted Jungkook to his feet and examined him for a while, worry written on his face. 

“Wanna talk about it?” Jin ask cautiously. 

“No, not now.”

“Okay, let’s go grab something to eat and go home.” Jin grabbed Jungkook by his shoulders and led him to his car.