#the hair is atrocious avoid looking at that part pls

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Save me + J. Jungkook

Slytherin!Jungkook x Ravenclaw!Reader

Genre- Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, Smut (Hogwarts!au)

Warnings: Oral (Female) , Fingering, Spanking, Guks massive pp, The OC whines a lot, Rough sex, cock warming, a lot of cum oops, impregnation kink? Kinda, nipple play, bondage, dirty talk, name calling, very very brief hair pulling, did i mention spanking??, this is my first time writing smut pls be kind ;-; , is that all? For warnings? Also brief mention of injuries and brief peril

Word Count: 13.9k  (i am so sorry)

Early November air whipped around in gusts of wind on the castle grounds, and all through the corridors. You pulled up the blue and muted grey scarf tighter around your neck- your nose was turning red due to the harsh cold. Pulling your dry hands into the sleeves of your large grey jumper, you kicked a loose stone with your high top converse. The black and white shoes were an early gift from your parents. Chilly air poked through the holes in your jeans, as you walked down the steps towards Hagrid’s cabin. The messenger bag slung around your body slapped lightly against your hip as you jogged across the damp field of grass and through the familiar garden of the giant.

Bowing slightly to Buckbeak- the hippogriff in which you adored, you rapped your knuckles lightly against the large, wooden door. Hearing a few heavy footsteps, the door then swung open revealing a very overly dressed Hagrid- in an atrocious orange tie.

Holding back a giggle, you looked up at the man and smiled.

“Hello Hagrid,” you said in a quiet voice, rocking back and forth on the heels of your feet.

“Y/n! How are yer? Come in it’s freezin’,” He said in his deep voice as he opened the door wider to allow you to come in. Shuffling forward, you walked into the small hut; warmth immediately. Fang sat in the corner, a deep nasally snore coming from him.

“Aye sorry I can’t stay long, but I appreciate ye watching Fang while I am away fer the week.” Pulling the scarf away from your neck a bit you shrugged.

“You know you never need to ask Hagird. I am always happy to watch Fang, and besides this is important for Buckbeak, and you of course.” You said sitting in one of the large rocking chairs, feet barely touching the ground.

Nodding vigorously, “Ah- always so kind ye are, aye should be back in two days.”He stated grabbing his umbrella and various parchments. Nodding you smiled and gave a thumbs up. Closing the door, it was just you and silence.

Oh and well Fangs constant snoring of course.

The sound of Fang’s insensitive barking startles you to awaken. Jolting from your sleeping position on the large pillow by the fireplace, which was now dimmed and only auburn embers remained. Sitting up, the astrology book in which was in your lap fell with a soft thud, pushing your messy hair out of your face, you blinked a bit rubbing your eyes behind your large circular glasses. The lavender marble frames- in which you only wore alone- fell on the dip of your nose. Hastily pulling them off, you grabbed your wand and whipped your head over to fang.

“Fang!”, you whisper shouted, getting up of the floor, the array of blankets tangling in your feet as you struggled to get up. He continued to bark inquisitively at the closed door. Furrowing your brows you walked over the gripped the brass knob; holding the over sized mutt back a bit. Peeking your head out the door- the garden was dark, the sky lit only by the full moon and stars. Torches lit the castle grounds above the slope of the hill, which were a bit blurry due to your lack of glasses. The Whomping Willow was silent, branches moving with the slight breeze. Scanning the garden once more, something seemed off. 

Barely stepping out the door, Fang quickly took the opportunity and sprinted between your legs making you lose balance and fall forward onto the damp ground. 

“Oof,” was the sound that came out of your mouth as you fell face first on the dirt. Pain shot up your nose briefly, not having time to register the damage to your body you quickly rolled over and looked to see Fang running towards the Forest. Eyes widening you ran towards him in a jumble of limbs.

“Fang! Fang stop!”, shouting desperately at the dog as you unknowingly ran into the danger of the forest. 

Trees blurred past you, the dark mingled behind the wide trees as they casted a shadow over the moon. 

“Lumos!” you said as you ran forward more, and more until your lungs hurt, shouting the dogs name multiple times. After what felt like hours, you found Fang in an opening by a frozen lake. Coming to a stop and huffing a bit, puffs of the chilly night came out, pinching your cold cheeks.

“Fang thank good-,” You stopped, mid-sentence with your mouth wide open, multiple wolves surrounded him. The grimy, grey fur, slick with dirt and dew. There were about 7 of them, all teeth bared and growling at the other dog before them. Shaking a bit, you opened your mouth and thought nothing came out but oh boy you were wrong.

“Hey! You mutts!,” the growling stopped momentarily as they whipped their heads towards you, mouth pulled back once again into a snarl. Pulling a dung bomb from your pocket, thank god for Ron’s brothers; you held it in-front of you. “Come and get me.” 

Throwing the bomb onto the ground, it went off into an abyss of thick smoke, as you ran the diagonal through the smoke and around the pond. Snarls and whines emitted from the haze. Running pass the smoke with ease, you spotted Fang running the other way.

“Fang!” Immediately he stalled from his running and shot over to you, running beside him and halting for a second- breath ragged. 

“Fang! Go please! Go get help!” you pleaded with the dog then you continued to run deeper into the forest, the dog stalled and whimpered-but immediately retraced back sensing the distraction was clearing up and the wolves weren’t happy. 

Hearing his paws run the opposite direction, you continued to run and didn’t stop. The wolves weren’t too far behind you, hearing the leaves and rock being kicked up from the ground. Tears welled your vision, 

“Reducto!” You cried as a burst of white fell from the tip of your wand, blasting into a tree, turning back for a split second- the dead tree narrowly missed the wolves as they were still on your trail. 

Shutting your eyes briefly you willed your legs to go a bit faster, the back of your shoes nearly hitting your thighs as you ran to anywhere.

Please. You thought. 

Distracted by your thoughts, the wolf behind you took advantage of your distraught and pulled the back of your pant leg, biting in the skin of your calf. 

A scream ripped through your mouth as you fell forward onto the ground, your illuminated wand dropping in the process. Hands grabbing the earth beneath you, as the wolf held onto your leg and dragged you across the ground. Eyes welling with tears, you thrashed and kicked and screamed. The last bit of adrenaline hit you as you kicked the wolf in the face, his grip loosening as you launched forward and made a strangled grab for your wand. Vision going fuzzy, your hands barely grazed the cool wood before the wold pounced on your back. Screaming in agony you tried to push it off you but it snarled and bit at you. Flipping onto your back as you thrashed your head back and forth to avoid getting bitten, with the little strength you had you pushed the wolf of you- not before it got a clean slash against the smooth expanse of your cheekbone.

A sob ripped through your throat as you stumbled and pushed back on the heels of your shoes. The growling intensified as you looked up to see a jet black, figure jump above you- teeth bared and the matted fur was the last thing you saw as you held up your hands in front of your face. Eyes held shut for the second - feeling the dingy fur brush your hand for a split second, then it was gone.

“Stupefy!” a voice echoed through the abyss of the forest. A whine ripping through the air as the wolf fell off to the side of you. Multiple spells were being shot, but you kept your arms blocked in front of you. What felt like hours, eventually the snarling and the voice stopped.

Silence.

Breathing heavily, you removed your arms from your face, mouth parted as you looked at the carnage before you- wolves all laid on the damp forest floor. Scooting back a bit you felt dizzy all of a sudden- the adrenaline finally wearing off as you became fully aware of the dull ache in your calf. Eyes fluttering shut, your body began to submit to the spots darkening your vision. 

“Shit, y/n!” it was the voice again, shaking your head a bit, you felt a dull thud in the back of your skull. A few seconds passed and then large hands cupped your face, blinking through the pain you looked up at your savior.

“Jungkook?” You said with bewilderment in your voice, your words slightly slurred. You could somewhat make out the outline of his sharp jawline and smooth skin in the dark but other than that you only heard his voice. 

“Hey, y/n stay with me, c’mon,” he said, lifting you up into his embrace. Warmth immediately enveloped you. “C’mon love, you can make it,”

“Jeon.” You whispered.

Before the spots intermingled and made darkness. 

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Slowly blinking, you began to open your eyes. The morning light blinded you a bit as it shone through the drapery-little flecks of dust falling slowly in the light. Blinking a few more times you woke up. Rubbing your eyes, you looked up at the rafters, the light oak cris-crossing. Confused you sat up but immediately regretted your decision, feeling lightheaded. 

You were in the infirmary, the smell of disinfectant welcomed you. Blinking a few times, you then recalled last nights events, sparking through your mind harshly. 

Fang.

Wolves.

Bite.

Jungkook.

Shuffling slightly between the thick, off-white sheets, you pulled the covers off your legs, wincing a bit as you looked at your calf. It was wrapped in thick, white, bandages, making it hard to move your leg. You peered down at it and wiggled your toes a bit. 

Well those still work at least. 

Looking around you, the privacy stands were up around you, even though it seemed as if you were the only student present. Looking at your bedside table, a glass of water was present. Grabbing the cool glass between your finger tips, you quickly drank it, the coolness settling in your throat. Pulling the cup away from your mouth you set it down on the table. Well almost.

The gods decided to fuck you over and of course you miss that inch off the table and the glass shatters on the floor. The sound resonated a bit loudly through the infirmary. Squinting a bit, you didn’t want too make a fuss and call for help, you got up carefully out of the bed. The morning air nipped a your bare legs, the blue hospital gown fell slightly off your shoulder, as the material went down below your knee. Hobbling on the uninjured foot- you bent down and began to pick up the shards of glass. Wishing you had your wand you knew this could be an easy fix but again, the gods hated you this day.

About to pick up the last shard, a quiet tug of the privacy stand doesn’t make way to you ears. The doe-eyed boy looks at you in amusement. Clearing his throat for a second, he grabs your attention.

You squeak and whip around, the glass falling from your palm. Your hands grip the table behind you, as you look at the young man who now stands in front of you. Your eyes are wide, as you take in his appearance.

Clean black and white converse, lead up to black slacks held up by a black belt. A green and silver turtle-neck sweater hugs his muscular figure well, which is under a white medic coat. Rings adorn his veiny hands, as it grips onto a clipboard. Looking up at him, his hair is black and wavy, slightly falling into his eyes. The circular glasses rest on his pert nose. 

Blinking again, you feel warmth creep up your cheeks. As you blink for what it feels like the millionth time. 

Jungkook grins his bunny looking smile at you. Cute. 

All of a sudden, you feel a stinging sensation on your cheekbone, flinching you bring your fingers up to it. What the-!

Footsteps stride to you quickly, looking up Jungkook grabs your hand and pulls you forward, yelping at the sudden intrusion, you lose footing on your bad leg and fall into him. His hand holding the clipboard drops it on the bed, as he makes haste to stabilize you. 

“Whoa,” he says a laugh bubbling in his throat, as his large palm grips your waist and lowers you on the bed. Blinking again, you look at him as he still holds your wrist in his hand.

Looking at you intently, he grazes his finger tips on your jawline as he turns your cheek; his bottom lip in between his teeth. You feel a warmth creep up your neck, as you cast your eyes down from his look. 

Sighing, he excuses him self for a moment. Confused you wait patiently as he returns with a swab and a bottle of some sort of oil. 

“Sorry love,” he mumbles dipping the swab in the minty smelling oil, “this is gonna sting a bit.” 

Nodding, you hold your breath from the nickname he says to you but as well as the quick pain that you are about to feel. He shuffles forward a bit and dabs the cool oil on the cut. Biting your lip as you whimper a bit, he mumbles a ‘sorry’ and hurries.

Looking up at him as he finishes, he smiles at you, heat fills your cheeks again. Geez woman get a grip. Clearing your throat, you speak for the first time. 

“Um t-thank you. For saving me.” You say shyly gripping the fabric of your hospital robe in between your fingers. Looking up at him, he nods and quirks a one sided smile. 

“You’re lucky I found you __. No, you’re lucky I was walking back from the train station and Fang found me.” He says as he scribbles notes on the clipboard. You look down at your hands as they clench the fabric. He continues, “You are also very fortunate you came out only with a week on crutches, and a scar on your cheek.”

Your hand reached up and touched the healing wound on your cheekbone. Scrunching your brows a bit- you look at him, “But can’t you just heal the injuries I-I,” he shakes his head, the silver hoops in his ears slightly swinging. 

“...these were werewolves, thank god; it wasn’t the last phase of the moon cycle, or you could have been transformed or worse-,” He breaths through his nose, and sighs. Head held low, you nod at his words.

“__, shit. I was worried okay? I know we don’t talk a lot, and that you’re very shy, and I just-,” The young man stumbles on his words. Looking up at him, you smile- a closed mouth one.

“I appreciate the sentiment, Jungkook. I am glad you came to my aide despite us not being close friends,” You say with sincerity. And you did mean it. You didn’t have many friends, considering the fact that you were quiet and sometimes shy. Hermione took a liking to you immediately due to your interests in academics, other than that though- you kept to yourself. 

Jungkook stared at you for a few moments, his bottom lip held in between his lips as if he wanted to say something, but all he did was give a simple nod. 

“Alright, I suppose. You’re free to go, Hermione should be bringing you your clothes.. yeah.” His words wandering off as he looked down at his clipboard. Internally sighing, you decide to bite your tongue wishing you could just admit you don’t mind being saved- as long as he is always there to catch you. 

The crutches that you had to use felt like they were becoming more and more of a hassle than help. Getting out of bed was less enjoyable than usual, and navigating around the castle grounds was impossible. You sighed as you laid in bed, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes. The midnight blue drapery moved a bit- the windows were open and sent a slight breeze into the room.

Yawning, you sat yourself up and hobbled over to the large window, sticking your head slightly out, something cold bopped your nose. Startled you blinked for a sec and used the back of your jumper sleeve to wipe at the sudden wetness.

“What the-,” you mumbled as you looked up, icicles littered the awning above you. The slick ice dripped down in a steady pattern, calm. Breathing, the cool air fell from your mouth in short breaths. Eyes wide you looked in front of you.

Thick, white snow was casted on the lake and train tracks, it traveled to the mountains, little spots of vegetation sticking out beneath it. Flecks of snow fell carefully as they stuck to the bricks of the castle. You laughed and breathed in the cool, clean air. Taking it in as long as you could, you then remembered today was the Hogsmead trip, but due to your injury you weren’t going to be able too attend. Sighing, as a sweltering disappointment built up in your chest- you decided to send Hermione an owl asking if she would pick you up some sweets and a new book.

Hobbling once again to your bed, you pushed on your abnormally large reading lenses and opened the chest at the end of your bed, looking for parchment and a quill. Scrawling down the letter quickly- you were about to send your own owl off when all of a sudden a screech came and something knocked into the window. Jumping a bit, you squinted and went over to the window. Cautiously you looked over to the side of the window - about a foot -- and there on the ledge was a hazel owl that was now sandwiched into the cobblestone of the wall. Blinking a few times the owl eventually regained it composure and looked at you, cocking its head to the side.

You noticed the parchment in its mouth, hesitating a bit you held your hand out to the owl and grabbed the letter. You looked at the bird for a second and then it hooted and left. Blinking once again you looked down at the square parchment in your hand. Opening it warmth immediate seeped into your cheeks, ----

Hey __!

I wanted to tell you, you should be able to come off those crutches today! And just try and walk on the boot :) Come by in a few days so I can look at how your leg is doing -- don’t forget to take the pain medicine.

xx, jk

The messy scrawl printed on the parchment plain and clear to you. You smiled a bit, a hoot brought you out of your thoughts. You turned around and looked at your black and white owl, her beedy eyes held a sense of amusement.

“No, that’s ridiculous, he couldn’t like me-- I mean have you seen that man, compared to me.  Absurd. Absolutely--,” your voice trailed off as you looked at the paper.

“Absurd,” you ended quietly.

After sending the letter to Hermione, you decided to go to the library and read for a bit -- due to Christmas break approaching the assignments were very minimal. You were still in your room, debating whether or not crutches were a good idea or not, despite what Jungkook said or not.

Knowing the grounds were going to be pretty much empty today, you decided it was as good as now to visit the library and check out some books that students normally have. Sighing, you hobbled over to your chest and looked for something to wear. It was exceptionally cold today so you pulled on a thick blue jumper, over a grey flannel, and some black jeans- struggling a bit to get the leg over your injury. Pulling on a new pair of white converse- courtesy of Hagrid who felt guilty about the whole incident. Having an internal battle with yourself- you decided to wear the bulky boot. Grudgingly pulling it over the bandage, and pulling at the velcro a bit.

Your unruly hair was stuffed under a grey beanie, as you slung your messenger bag over your shoulder. Huffing a bit with effort, you really were already regretting the choice of not using crutches today. But, you were determined to heal faster, after the skin healed- then you were able to walk fine- nodding to yourself with determination, you hobbled down to the library.

It was practically empty in the expanse of the large library. Shelves piled high with books- the spines littered with words and incantations. OWL’S were coming up soon and you wanted to get a head start on outlining. Potions were going to be a pain in the ass due to the fact that Snape absoutlety detested you- and your ability to make potions like it was nothing. You never particularly did anything wrong to him, in fact you never talked in that class, but due to you being a muggle born and one of the best in the year, he still despised you.

Groaning as you thought of the workload in which would be placed upon you in the upcoming weeks, you sucked it up and started looking for books.

A few minutes have passed and you already held three books in the small expanse of your arms- along with some scrolls, you needed one more but the world is a big, and cruel place, and you are on the smaller and shorter scale of that spectrum. Peering up at the shelf, you needed the burgundy spined book on astrology and constellations. You could use accio, but you forgot your wand in your bag back at the couch you were seated. Or you could use wandless magic, but last time that happened you got a bloody nose due to your pronunciation being wrong. Sighing, you were stubborn and injured and wanted to get the books in one go.

Pursing your lips, you decided to tiptoe it. Reaching up, you strained your arm as far as it would go, trying to keep as much weight as possible off your injured leg.

“Almost,” you huffed under your breath, you could feel goosebumps rise on your spine as your sweaters bunched forward with your reach. But the god’s decided to fuck you over this day, because you bumped the desk connected to the tall shelf a bit too hard and it vibrated into the shelf, which caused multiple books to tumble from their spots on the shelf.

“Watch out!” you didn’t even hear the footsteps approach you as you fell on your behind, dropping the books and scrolls in a heap on the dirtied wooden floor. You looked up, and saw Jungkook stalled in front of you bracing your body from the books that were about to fall on you.

Out of instinct, you held up your hand and did the thing you told yourself not to do.

“Impedimenta!” You said through panic, the books came to a slow until they rested on the ground. Breathing a bit heavily, you were a bit confused as you looked at your hand. Why the hell did that seem so intense? You thought to yourself. Slowly you looked up at Jungkook, whose hands were still caging you into the shelf behind you.

Warmth once again creeped up your cheeks as he looked down at you. A yellow button up under a black bomber jacket, hugged his form. Acid washed jeans, and his usual belt, encompassed muscular thighs, with rips on each knee, and his usual converse. He grinned and tilted his head at you, the small silver hoops dangled with his movements. His dark hair was parted on one side- little pieces of hair blocking his forehead. His circular glasses -- similar to yours but significantly smaller, were perched on his pert nose.

Realizing you were staring, the man above you cleared his throat.

“Soo, are you just gonna sit down there? Or come with me to Hogsmeade?”  his smooth voice said to you. Snapping your head up to him, your mouth was parted-- slightly resembling a dead fish.

“M-me?” you said still looking up at him, chuckling he smiled at you.

“No, Nearly Headless Nick. Yes you sweetheart,” Jungkook grinned at you, his nose slightly scrunching with the movement. You gaped at him for a second, heat flushing to the tips of your ears. Then you smiled, 

“Sound’s like fun.”

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“This is not fun,” you mumbled under the thick wool of your scarf, as you and Jungkook walked along the cobblestone roads of Hogsmead. There was hustle and bustle all around, as shop keepers decorated for the holidays. Luckily the snow was a light drizzle, as the flecks stuck to the bangs of your hair. As much as you loved Christmas you usually spent it alone due to your parents being busy with their muggle jobs; traveling and whatnot. Sighing you pulled the sleeves of your jumper over your hands a bit, a habit that you did when you were nervous.

Jungkook was trailing slightly in-front of you, carrying a bag of sweets from Honey dukes in which he purchased for you as a thank you. You both just left from the Three Broomsticks, after enjoying a Butterbeer, and now were on your way back to the castle before the night settled in. 

As you were passing the shrieking shack, you noticed the strap of your boot came undone, stopping a second to lean down and re-attach it, you then felt something cold and wet hit the side of your face. Gasping a bit from the sudden intrusion, you looked up at whoever in Merlin’s beard threw a snowball at you. 

Jungkook stood a few yards away, his rosy lip held between his teeth trying to contain his laughter. He already had another snowball at the ready, stepping a bit forward advancing towards you. You inhaled through your open mouth, the breath present in front of you.

“Y-you did, not.” you gaped, looking up at him through your lashes. He winked at you. 

“Oh yes, I did sweetheart.” he said throwing another ball of death at you. Squealing you ducked and began to gather up some of the crystallized ice beneath your feet and whipping up quickly to hurl at his stupid, beautiful face. He laughed dropping the bag of sweets and his satchel, quickly ducking behind some bushes, as you hurled the snowball at him. 

Laughing as you bent down again to gather up more snow, it went quiet for a split second, confused you looked up in the direction of where Jungkook was supposedly hiding. Furrowing your brows, you stood up from your crouched position, the snowball numbing the tips of your fingers. 

“Jungkook?” you called into the brush, the only response you received though was the quiet whistle of the wind, making the tall evergreen trees bristle against one another. Taking a hesitant step forward, you drew your wand from your boot and pointed it at the brush. 

Stepping closer, you peered over the bush cautiously- about the drop the snow-!

“GOTCHA!” Jungkook jumped out of the bush, and tackled you onto the pillowed canvas.

A soft ‘oof’ left your mouth as you fell backwards, breathing a bit heavy you looked up at the grey sky- snow softly fell onto your flushed cheeks. Blinking you craned your neck up to look at the man baby on top of you. Jeon grinned at you, soft puffs of air escaped his mouth as he fought a grin. Blinking again, you were in quite a compromising position. His knees on either side of your waist, while one of his hands held your waist and the other cupping your back to break your fall. Both your hands at your side, one holding a snowball- the other your wand.

Grunting, “Your heavy, get off me fatty,” you whined kicking your feet, pouting at him. He laughed at you, tightening his grip on your waist. 

“Aw, but sweetheart, I quite like this position,” leaning a bit closer to you. Your breath hitched a bit as you felt his warm breath tickle your ear and his slightly chapped lips nibble at the shell.

“You look so pretty under me,” he whispered, biting the skin. You were positive your face was flushed, you parted your lips as a soft groan left your mouth as Jungkook continued to suck on the area behind your ear. Your hands loosened on your wand, and the snowball numbed your fingers by that point.

His lips left a warm trail down your neck as he then began to suck on the skin between your clavicle. Whining, you unintentionally lifted your hips, but Jungkook was quicker as his hand gripped your hips stopping them from moving. Pulling back a bit to trail up to your jaw he stopped at the corner of your lips,

“Stop moving love, don’t make me take you in the snow- especially if you’re still injured,” he rasped into skin. He moved back down to your neck, puckering a few kisses here and there, you groaned. Eyes fluttering here and there, pulling your hands from above you- you gripped Jungkook’s hair and pulled him up to you. Looking him in the eye, his lips were swollen and had a sheen. He was breathing sparsely, eyes dark as he dragged his lip between his teeth. 

“Kiss me,” you practically whined as he dug his fingers into the suppleness of your hips.

“With pleasure,” he practically growled as he dug his hips into yours, as a moan ripped from your mouth, but it was silenced as his warm mouth met yours.

He pulled you into him, his hand on your hips- dragging your hands from his hair he held your hands above your head as he continued his assault on your mouth. He tasted like raspberries from the sweets, and butterscotch. He kissed you deeply, holding you to his lips. Pulling your bottom lip back, he went back in sneaking his tongue into the seams of your lips. Breathing harshly you let him consume you, as you whined grounding your hips into his. You felt something hard poke at the inner part of your thigh.

“J-jung-,” not being able to form cohesive sentences, as his lips and tongue ravished you. Pecking your lips a few more times, he stopped and looked down at you. Your eyes fluttered open, as his face came into view. His jaw was clenched as his hands gripped your wrists a bit tighter. He leaned down close to you, so close your breaths intermingled. Licking his lips, he rested his forehead against you.

“You see what you do to me?” he rasped, bucking his hips to show his point. Moaning you tilted your head back lifting your hips to get something, anything. Jeon groaned, circling his hardness against you- rutting harder and harder. 

You whined into his neck, as he gritted his teeth Jungkook came to his senses and started to slow down.

“No, Jungkoo-,” he hushed you with his lips, puckering them against you. 

“Sweetheart, as much as I want to do ungodly things to you, I can’t- at least not now,” he spoke quietly into your mouth. You held a breath as he pulled away, and quirked a grin at you. Blinking a few times, you nodded at him as he pulled away. Well that was … something. He didn’t even help you up, you were confused. Did I do something wrong? You thought to yourself. 

As you pulled yourself up from the ground, you begin to pat the snow off you, Jungkook was holding the bag of sweets. He was kicking the snow, and looking down at his feet.

Twisting your hands in your scarf you held in a breath, “Hey, did I do something wrong? I am sorry if-,”

“We should get back before the school before it gets dark, yeah?” He said, a bit stern while looking down at his shoes still. You opened your mouth to speak again, but decided to not say anything. You two walked in silence back to the grounds, the only thing lingering was the howl of the wind and your shoes padding on the snow. 

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Three weeks. It’s been three weeks since Jeon Jungkook has spoken to you. As soon as you got back from Hogsmeade, he handed you the bag of sweets and bid you a good night. As you walked back to your room that night, you couldn’t help but feel sad, this was the first time a boy has shown interest in you and a friendship.

The bag of sweets still remained unopened in the corner of your room.

You were sitting at breakfast, picking at your oatmeal which looked as sad as you. Lazily stirring the spoon in the lumpy liquid you looked up at Hermione sitting in front of you, a look of concern in her eye.

“__, you’ve been stirring that bloody spoon in that oatmeal for 10 minutes now, it’s gonna get cold.” She chastised you, with a teasing grin.

“How unfortunate,” you mumbled pushing the bowl away from you. An awkward silence passed, as you picked at your manicured nails. 

“__, it’ll-,” Suddenly the quidditch team came bursting in through the Great Hall. Your head whipped up to see a mesh of students dressed Emerald and Burgundy quidditch clothing. All rooting and cheering, tossing the leather ball around.

Among the bunch was none other than Jeon Jungkook. He smiled as his teammates punched him and ruffled his hair, a wide grin spread across his dimpled face. His raven hair was curly and almost went past his brow. 

“How is he so tan in the winter?” Hermione elbowed you. Grunting you chugged your butterbeer and shrugged.

“Dunno, don’t care, can I borrow the time-turner?” You said standing up, grabbing your satchel. Hermione eyed you for a moment. You held your hand out, she rolled her eyes and plucked the gold jewelry from under her shirt.

“Don’t lose it brat,” She said slapping it in your hand. You waved her off muttering a ‘yeah, yeah mom’ under your breath as you walked away.

“Don’t forget to come to the match today with me! You promised!” She shouted across the great hall as you exited.

Flipping her off, you turned the corner and headed to Divination.

Jeon can suck it. 

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A few hours later, you were sitting in the RavenClaw common room, curled up on a chair reading about Tea leaves.

“Professor Trelawney I don’t know what in Merlin's beard you are on,” you said mumbling as you chewed on the pendant of the jewelry on your neck. Frustrated with the fact that you couldn’t figure concentrate on studying, you proceeded to slap your face into your textbook.

“What did that textbook do to you?” A flat voice said next to you. Groaning in the text book again, you flipped off your sarcastic neighbor.

“Shut your trap Min,” You hissed into the yellowed pages of the book.

“Good to see you too, short stuff.” Yoongi smirked as he stretched into the cushioned chair next to you. Pulling yourself up from the book, you glared at him.

“I am literally taller than you,” you protested. The blonde hushed you, and closed his eyes. Throwing your book at him, well trying, it landed on the carpet below his feet. Silence resonated between you two, besides the quiet talking in the common room.

“What are you doing here,” You sighed into your hand.

“How rude! Can’t a friend just come see you? And comfort you-,” He feigned hurt, placing his hand over his chest. Glaring at him, he snickered. 

“I’m just pulling your leg __,” he chuckled. You, didn’t think it was funny and stood up.

“Well, if that’s all you wanted then I will be on my way-,” you spoke gathering your things up before a large hand grabbed your wrist.

“Okay fine, fine. Hermione told me to get you, because quidditch is starting soon and she knows damn well you will do whatever it takes to not go.” You eyed, him. He blinked.

“I hate you both.” You deadpanned.

“Well I am a generator of hate, and that shit keeps going like a renewable resource.” He said patting your cheeks.

You blinked at him as he walked towards the boy dorms reminding you to dress warm.

Damn You Min Yoongi. 

--

--

Grumbling, you pulled on your cloak. As you sat in the stands with Hermione and Yoongi. You sighed and tapped your converse clad foot on the snow that gathered on the wood of the stands. It was cold and snowing as usual, the flecks of white stuck to your unruly hair and freckled cheeks.

“Damn it, it’s cold.” Hermione whined next to you. Pulling the sleeves of your grey sweater over your gloved hands, you looked at her.

“You’re the one who dragged me here,” you reminded her. She huffed and flicked your cold nose. Smacking her hand away you laughed and pulled your scarf tighter.

“You really are a Ravenclaw because you matched your gloves to your scarf,” Yoongi snickered next to you. You side eyed him, “Yes I did? So what, your Ravenclaw too ya know.”

“Hmmm yes, but you are wearing slate gray gloves, a scarf, and slacks. But black converse, and an oversized royal blue sweater with slate gray stripes. Therefore, you are wearing too much grey.” Yoongi finished pushing his glasses up his face.

You blinked once.

Twice.

Then jumped.

“YAH! MIN YOONGI,” you shouted as Hermione held onto your body so you didn’t gouge his eyes out.

“WHAT DOES MY OUTFIT CHOICES HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING YOU FAT HEAD!? I WILL SHOVE MY WAND SO FAR UP YOUR NOSE IT COMES OUT OF YOUR-,”

“Students of Hogwarts! I welcome you to the 246th annual quidditch match! I am your host, Cho Chang!” The stands roared with screams and shouts. 

“Today we have Slytherin versus Gryffindor, who are both neck and neck with wins thus far!” Cho said enthusiastically.

“Alrighty students, bundle up and give a warm, well frozen welcome, to Hogwarts Quidditch Players!” Cho finishes as brooms whoosh across the arena, emerald and burgundy mesh into your view as the players come out. You stop harassing Yoongi as you spot none other than Jeon, the golden boy broom sitting on his broom, waving. At you.

Startled, you look at him for a moment and give a small smile instead of a wave. He grins at you and proceeds to fly into position.

“___, and Jungkook sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g,” Yoongi sings next to you, your face heats up, even in the cold; you punch him in the stomach. A wheezing sound comes out.

“You owe me Hermione.” You say hiding your face in your gloves.

--

--

“Another Point for Gryffindor!” Cho says enthusiastically, “It is now Slytherin with 65 and Gryffindor with 70! A close game indeed.”

Your ass can’t bare to sit anymore, it’s frozen and your nervous. You have been watching Jungkook this whole time, his position is the Seeker. Their responsibility is to look for the Golden Snitch.

“You know, Harry’s decision to be captain but not play is bloody ridiculous.” Hermione shouts teetering on her feet and pulling flakes of snow out of her hair.

“I know, he would have done so good this year.” You shout back rubbing your hands together. Flitting your eyes back and forth between the game. All of a sudden, Gryffindor and Slytherin beaters are thrown off their brooms. Confused you squint into the snow to see, what the hell?

“Holy shit! Look!” Yoongi yanks on your cloak and points down. Looking down, you see a bludger bouncing up and down spastically trying to hit the Slytherin that fell of his broom. With the weather it's hard to see, but you can tell something is wrong with that ball.

“Ladies and Gentlemen please do not be- WHOA,” Cho practically throws herself down as the bludger comes toward her stand and it pierces through the wooden stand. “Students! Please keep your head down!” Cho shouts, as she watches for the ball.

The bludger is nowhere to be seen, but then two rows behind you the ball smashes through the wood rapidly causing students to fall forward towards your row.

It’s like it happens in slow motion, you lose your footing trying not to get smashed under the domino of students falling. But your cloak gets caught and you begin to fall off the stands.

“Hermione!” You scream grabbing for her, she makes a quick grab for your hand but, your hand slips out of the glove and you fall from the stands.

You don’t remember if you scream, but you feel the cold rush past you and everything is muffled, your hair whips past your head as you grab at nothing. The ground is getting closer and closer, you close your eyes and allow the cold to embrace you.

All of a sudden you hear a distance ‘whoosh’ from your left, Jeon Jungkook swoops under you with a dangerous dive of his broom and grabs you to his chest, but he’s too close to the ground to pull back up, so slowing down he crashes into the ground with you wrapped into his chest.

“Hold on!” he shouts, as you and him hit the snow covered ground. He holds you tightly, as you both roll simultaneously on the white ground. Jungkook never let go of you, and you never let go.

Your head hurt, and you were wet and cold. Were you dead? Were all your limbs intact?

“__?” A muffled voice said, “Sweetheart are you okay?”

Ugh. My head hurts, but at least I’m not dead. You thought. Well might as well make my presence known.

You slowly opened your eyes, snow stuck to your lashes. You looked up into the sky, an endless wave of snow fell slowly.  You blinked and suddenly Jungkook came into view. Your head was placed on his lap, and his cloak was wrapped around you, he looked down at you with concern.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?” Jungkook said, stroking your face with his hand. He was breathing heavily, his raven hair was wet and his skin flushed. You blinked, and nodded.

“Head hurts.” You said quietly. “But I’m okay,” You smiled up at him. Jungkook put his forehead to yours, you could feel his warm breath against your cold lips.

“Cmon, sweetheart let's take you to the hospital wing.” He said, pecking your nose then pulling you up into his arms. Despite the weather, warmth burned on your cheeks, as you gripped his uniform.

“I-I can w-walk you-,” Jungkook ignored you and hushed you.

“Not a chance, you took a nasty fall, plus you’re shivering.” He said sniffing.

You didn’t protest all the way to the infirmary.

--

--

You must have fallen asleep at some point, because it was dark and Jungkook was asleep on the chair next to your bed, with his head on the bed.

You sat up, and felt a weight in your hand. Looking down, you felt his hands wrapped around yours. Lips parted, once again you could feel your face heat up. But despite that you smiled. You looked around the dim infirmary, only lit by small lamps, and saw a note by your wand on the bedside table. Scrawled in neat handwriting:

You took a nasty fall there you nerd, glad to see you in one piece. Hermione is okay, just frazzled, they cancelled the game, but Jungkook hasn’t left your side all day. Whipped little bastard, talk to him. Work things out. 

M.Y.

You rolled your eyes and placed the note back. As you turned back around you felt Jungkook stir next to you, and begin to sit up. He rubbed his eyes, his hair in disarray. The sweater he had on, exposed his collarbone and you couldn’t help but stare.

“See something you like Sweetheart?” You whipped your head up to see Jungkook smirking at you, and leaning back in his chair. For the tenth time, warmth filled your cheeks up to your toes.

“No, definitely not.” you pouted, looking down at the off-white sheets. It was silent for a moment.

“You should drink some water,” Jungkook said, clearing his throat and handing you the glass. Looking up at him you took the glass, hands grazing one another, you nodded and chugged the glass. Once finished you handed it back to him and fiddled with the rings on your fingers. 

“Thank you for saving me.” quietly you said. Nervous? You haven’t spoken to him in two weeks, maybe more. Tears welled up in your eyes, “I was so scared. I didn’t think-,” you tried to talk, and you felt tears stream down your face. You sobbed quietly, realization setting in that if you Jungkook wasn’t there, you could have…

Jungkook sat there, staring at you, conflicted. He felt he somehow caused this. Chewing on his lip, he said fuck it. Leaning forward, he tilted your head up and pressed his lips to yours. Your eyes widened for a second, as his large hand held your chin and the other gripping the sheets, your eyes began to flutter shut and you kissed him back.

His lips were slightly cold, but soft. He tasted like rose petals, and you were drawn in. You pushed against him and he pushed harder. Jungkook sighed into your mouth, and he pushed you down on the bed, and inhaled you. Pulling back for a second, he looked down at you. Breathing heavily, pupils darker, lips swollen. 

“I was so fucking scared __.” Jungkook admitted. You breathed under him, looking at his face in the dim lighting. His jaw clenched, the vein in his neck sticking out.

“Jungkook..” you sighed, holding his face. Bringing his hand up to your face, he wiped at the dried tear trials on your face.

“I’m so sorry, that I ignored you. I-I was just scared. You’re such a good person, such a light in you.” He quietly spoke, caressing the scar on your cheek.

“Jungkook,” you said firmly, “You are an amazing person. You saved me.” He looked down at you with parted lips. 

Continuing, “You saved me from the forest from those wolves a month ago, and from those books falling on me, and now this. I-I don’t know how, I could ever repay you. You take good care of me, and others. You’re not like the other Slytherins. You care and you’re so warm and safe.” your voice got quieter as you spoke to him.

Jungkook, looked at you with such intensity. You could feel your toes, stomach, cheeks become warm. As the snow stuck to the windows, as the cold blew around in the night. Jungkook kept you warm, and safe. You started at each other, his eyes never leaving yours, as his lithe fingers stroked the spot that scarred a month ago. You closed your eyes and leaned your forehead against his, as your breaths intermingled. He smelled like mint and raspberries.

Sleep didn’t elude you that night.

--

--

Spring came. The cool air whistled through the school court yards. Pink petals littered the school grounds. So did the tears of students who didn’t excel in their OWLs or NEWTs. Unfortunately, you couldn't return home for the summer. Your parents were re-doing your home and were staying in a condo. They offered you to come, but you denied it and said you would figure something out. To be honest, you weren’t sure why you said no. Hermione on the other hand, was very insistent that you stay with her but alas, you said no each time. 

You had about a week before you left Hogwarts, and you still had yet to figure out where you were going to stay for the summer. At the moment you were standing in the astronomy tower taking pictures to add to your journal. Every year you kept a journal and documented your year at Hogwarts and oh boy, this one was sure unforgettable. 

You were basking in the warm afternoon air, as you looked over the water that surrounded the school. Your camera dangled strap dangled from around your neck, as you leaned against the railing and took it all in. 

“__?” a low voice called from behind you, startled you whipped around.

 “Jungkook-k! Hey, hey you! What a-are you doing here?” you said stuttering and laughing at the same time. Jungkook grinned at you, as you leaned over the railing trying to act “natural”.

“I was actually looking for you.” He said brushing his hand through his hair, and pushing up his glasses in the process. You blinked at him. He had a camera in his hand as well, but more like a video recording camera. You started at his simple white t-shirt and black jeans. His large hand gripped the camera, the veins in his hands led up to the assortment of rings on his fingers. His wavy, black hair looking ruffled and soft. How you wanted to run your fingers- 

“Um __, are you okay?” Jungkook asked slightly concerned. His voice snapped you out of your daze. Blinking for the umpteenth time, you shook your head.

“Yeah! Totally, ha. Uh why were you looking for me?” You said nervously whipping your hands on your cardigan. Jungkook smiled and shifted his footing, and walked closer to you. 

“Hermione told me that you aren’t going home for the summer, why?” He questioned now leaning against the railing next to you. Blowing out a breath, you leaned on one foot then the other. Looking down at your sandals, you said,

“I don’t really feel like staying crammed up in a condo while my parents house is being re-done. I was going to try and get a small apartment for myself, but it has proven to be a lot more difficult than a I thought.” You said laughing, it was silent for a moment before you looked at Jungkook.

“Why don’t you stay with me then?” he asked looking at you. You blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

“Are you on crack?” was the first thing that came out of your mouth. Jungkook grinned, unphased by your so called insult.

“Unfortunately I am not sweetheart, are you?” he joked back, winking at you. You felt your face heat up, as you punched him in the arm.

“Not funny.” you pouted. Jungkook rubbed his arm in false pain.

“I thought it was hilarious but considering the fact that you punched me, I will only forgive you if you stay with me. Or are friendship is terminated.” He said sticking his tongue at you.

“You are a brat Jeon,” you said as you walked away from him to leave.

“Wait,” he said grabbing your arm. You spun around to face him, he was holding up his camera to your face. You pouted at him.

“What?” you grinned at him, as he moved closer to your face.

“Where are you going, don’t leave me here alone!” he whined pulling on your hand. His hand engulfed yours, as he massaged the skin. You looked into the camera and made puckering noises, grabbing onto the lens you looked into it.

“Well if I am going to stay with you, I guess I need to finish packing right?” you teased as you walked away from his filming. Jungkook looked at you with bewilderment as you walked down the steps of the astronomy tower, your soft footsteps fading away as Jungkook did a silent fist bump in the air.

--

--

Well this was it, the week that students were leaving Hogwarts. You were a bit frantic as you made sure everything was packed up, and ready to go. Hermione and you were walking to the train station together, promising to write her every chance you got, and to call her on the telephone. Both of you being muggle born had it perks.

You and Hermione were walking in the train, trying to find an empty area to sit. She was telling you that Yoongi had asked for her number, and she didn’t know how to react.

“__! Hey!” you heard a voice call out to you as you turned around. Jungkook came running up to you, a black bucket hat covered most of his forehead, but his warm dark eyes shone at you. He shuffled through the groups of people in the tight walkway. His large black bag was snugly fit to his hip and it slapped against his grey sweats. Grinning, Hermione halted your conversation as she went inside the compartment. Leaning against the door, you held onto your shoulder bag and waved at Jungkook.

“Hey Jungkook!” you beamed at him. He smiled back, and put his hands in his pockets.

“Find somewhere to sit?” He asked, leaning close to you.

Nodding vigorously, “Y-yeah! Surprisingly, haha. Have you?” you curiously asked.

“Nope not yet, but I am sure I can sit with some of the-,” he was interrupted by Hermione sticking her head out of the compartment.

“Oh my gosh! __, I am so sorry, uh Yoongi asked me to sit with him! Isn’t that great, and it’s even more great because Jungkook here has nowhere to sit. So how about you two crazy kids, sit here and I will sit with Yoongi! It’s a win, win.” She said slapping your arm playfully. “Sooo, toddles!” she singsonged, walking past Jungkook and you, patting your arms simultaneously.

You were so lost at this point, you didn’t even care to protest. Rolling your eyes at your best friends antics, you looked up and smiled at Jungkook.

“Would you care to share a chocolate frog with me?” Jungkook asked, rubbing the back of his neck. You laughed and nodded,

“I would love too.”

--

You arrived at Jungkook’s home approximately 4 and a half hours later. After you exited the train, he informed you that his friend Namjoon brought his car for him. Seeing as Jungkook was a pureblood, you were surprised he owned a ‘muggle’ invention. Jungkook wasn’t from London actually, he was born in South Korea in Busan. He left South Korea after he was accepted to Hogwarts and as he got older he bought a home in Brighton.

You two were currently, moving your bags inside his two story home. It was a pretty cool day, but not too hot thankfully.

“Go on in sweetheart, I am going to check the mail real quick,” he said opening the back of his car. Nodding you picked up your trunk and satchel and walked up the cobblestone brick way and up the steps.

Taking the gold key, you opened the dark oak door and pushed the door open. The corridor was well lit by outside and the house smelt relatively new, with dark oak wood floors. Carrying your things, you set them by the foot of the spiral stairs and walked into the living area. The archway was painted a pale blue, and the room had a fireplace. The furniture was covered with cloth sheets and from what you could tell there were two couches and a loveseat, with a coffee table. Two bookshelves were placed on either side of the fireplace.

Walking toward the left of the fireplace, you noticed there were white curtains shut. Placing your hands on them, you pulled them apart and let the sun into the dark room. Coughing a bit, because of the dust, you awed at the large window, with a plush window seat below it. Placing your hands on the handles you pulled open the window, letting the fresh air in.

“I see you're enjoying this room.” Jungkook said walking in leaning against the furniture. Jumping a bit you turned around and smiled at him.

“Yes, its very nice. I can’t wait to read all those books,” you said eyeing the shelves. Jungkook laughed and walked over to you.

“Hmm, don’t know if you will have time if I have to keep you on your toes the whole time,” he winked poking your nose. Rolling your eyes you swatted his hand away.

“Yeah yeah, Jeon.” you said walking back to the foyer, “Are you going to give me a house tour or what?” you joked looking back at him. Jungkook eyed you, pulling his bucket hat off and chucking it on the couch.

“But of course, where are my manners,” he said in a terrible British accent and bowing.

“Are you making fun of my accent?” you pouted, crossing your arms like a toddler. He sauntered up to you, pinching your arm.

“Pshhh no that’s crazy,” he said walking back outside. “But I will if you don’t help me get the rest of your things you brat,” Jungkook teased. You pointed at him.

“Watch it bucko.” you said smiling. This man will be the death of you.

--

It was a few days later and you finally had everything unpacked, you had your own room which was right across from Jungkook’s ironically. As of right now, you were in the kitchen sitting on the counter and reading a book. Jungkook went on a run, and has been gone for about half an hour now. As you bit into your apple the front door opened.

“__?” a voice sounded from the front foyer.

“In here!” you shouted with a mouth full. Not even paying attention, you swung your legs back and forth keeping your eyes on your book, before taking another bite of your apple.

Not looking up you began to speak, “Hey is it okay if I lay out by the pool-,” you stopped mid sentence and looked up as Jungkook closed the refrigerator door. He was shirtless. Blinking a few times, you didn’t notice your mouth was open because the apple chunk in your mouth fell out onto your thigh. Jungkook seem to not have noticed due to the headphones that were covering his ears.

Gulping, you saw his back turned to you as he reached up into the cupboard. His back muscles were lean and defined as he stretched upward. You could see the slight sheen of sweat as he looked through the cabinets. The skin was more taut as you went to his lower back. His shoulder blades rippled together as he shut the cabinet door. He still didn’t notice you on the counter, as he bobbed his head to the music. Turning around, he finally noticed you and look surprised. Taking his headphones off he looked a bit concerned.

“Uh, __ I think you dropped something.” he said sticking his hand in the box of granola. Blinking once more at his abdominal muscles you finally registered he was talking to you. Looking down, there was a piece of apple on your romper and the saliva was already making it damp. Grimacing you picked up the apple chunk and threw it in the sink. Jumping off the counter you washed your hands and threw the rest of your apple away.

“So what were you asking sweetheart?” Guk said with a mouth full of granola, you laughed and hopped back on the counter.

“I was asking if I could lay by the pool since it's hot as heck,” you said flipping through the pages of the book. Jungkook swallowed his snack and placed his phone back down.

“I mean I don’t see why not,” he shrugged, walking over to you and standing in front of you. He placed his hands on either side of your body, leaning towards you.

“Excuse me sir, you stink.” grimacing you placed a hand on his damp chest and pushed him away. Before you could pull away, he held your wrist and pulled you closer.

“Hmm then maybe you should shower with me,” he teased with dark eyes, leaning closer to you.

“Sure.” you said. Looking shocked with wide eyes, his cheeks tinted pink, which was still noticeable even with his tan skin.

“I-I,” he stuttered. Smiling you pulled your wand out.

“Aguamenti,”  you spoke, pointing your wand in his direction. A burst of water shot from your wand, hitting Jungkook and drenching him. Jungkook stood there with a shocked look on his face, smiling you placed your wand down. Sighing, Jungkook flipped his hair back getting little droplets on your face.

“Thanks __.” he said dryly. Winking, you jumped off the counter, patting his wet stomach and walking off to change in your swimsuit. 

--

You were laying on the chair, by the pool. You aren’t sure how long you’ve been outside, but long enough the feel a pleasant warmth seep into your skin. You laid farthest away from the glass sliding door, not wanting Jungkook to see your body in the white bikini you decided to put on. You were reading on your tablet when all of a sudden you heard the glass sliding door open. Sitting up from your stomach you pulled your sunglasses down to see Jungkook, in sweat shorts and no shirt.

Pulling your cover up on you sat up placing the tablet on the towel on the chair.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” You said pulling your cover up tighter around you, looking up at him. You pulled your sunglasses up, seeing him more clearly. Not saying a word he crossed his arms and glared at you. Confused you stood up in front of him.

“What’s wrong did something happen?” you asked concerned. He shook his head.

“Go to my room and wait there for me. Now,” he said in a stern, cold voice. Confused you didn’t move.

“But why?” you asked. His glare deepened and his eyes got darker.

“Now __! I will not ask you again,” he said pointing to the house. Holding your hands up, you didn’t say another word as you walked towards the house and up to his room. God what is up with him? Was it because of earlier?

You thought as you sat down on his bed, twisting your cover up in your hands. You heard footsteps come up the stairs as you crossed your arms over your chest. The door opened, and Jungkook walked in a cold look in his usual warm eyes.

“Okay, what the hell is going on Jeon?” you questioned shooting up from the bed and looking at him. He slit his eyes at you, crossing his muscular arms over his chest. You noticed the veins that went from his hands to his forearms and up his biceps. Looking down a bit, his abdominals were taut and muscular. The toned area lead downwards to a light trail of hair that disappeared into his-

“Bend over.” Jungkook said in a dark tone. Your eyes widen and you gape at him.

“Excuse me?” you say not sure how to process what he said. Jungkook uncrosses his arms and steps closer to you.

“__, don’t make me bend you over myself, you will not like me.” he says with a growl in his tone. You feel warmth begin to pool in your stomach, but being defiant you look him dead in the eye matching his stare.

“No,” you say. In a split second Jungkook, picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, and walks over to the bed. You are about to protest when you feel his hand slap your ass leaving a sharp stinging sensation. Gasping out loud, you hit his back.

“Jeon Jungkook I don’t know what in Merlin’s beard you are doing but you better stop,” you don’t even finish your sentence when another slap lands on your ass, making arousal pool into your stomach once more.

“Sweetheart I haven’t even sat down to bend you over my knee yet, and you are already giving me attitude. Tsk, tsk.” he tuts at you sitting down on the bed. You try and squirm out of his grasp but he is stronger and pulls you down over his knee. ”We can make this easier or much, much harder.” he says stroking your back.

You stop moving for a moment, and relax in his hold breathing a bit sparsely.

“Good girl." Jungkook hums.

“Oh darn, this is in the way,” he says referring to your cover up. Before you can even offer to take it off, he rips it clean down the middle, the silk material falls of your body. You look down at the shreds on the dark flooring.

“Mmm, much better,” he says rubbing his large hand over your tanned skin. Your breath hitches as you feel him finger space under your swim bottoms, holding a breath as he pulls them down below your butt. You feel something hard begin to poke at your stomach as Jungkook kneads the bare skin of your ass.

“My, my sweetheart. You were hiding this under that cover-up?” he teases while lightly dragging his nails over the supple skin of your ass. You can feel yourself getting wet, the arousal pooling out of you.

“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. You have been very naughty, that little water spell you did today didn’t make me happy princess, so now you must be punished.” he spoke into your ear, gripping your ass tightly. His warm breath tickled the shell of your ear, he gently bit down on the skin grazing his tongue against it. He pulled away, you could feel the warmth on your face as you breathed in the cotton smell of the sheets.

“Now, you are going to count how many times I spank your pretty bottom, and every time I don’t hear you I will keep spanking you until I do, is that understood.” he spoke firmly gripping your ass. You meekly nodded.

“Use your words princess,” he growled grabbing your ass tighter. You whimpered,

“Yes.” you whined into the sheets. It was silent for a brief moment before you felt his hand come down with such force you shifted forward on the bed. You whine again, and choke back a moan.

“1..1.” gripping the sheets tightly, you whined as Jungkook rubbed the sore spot on your ass. Breathing heavily, you felt a slight brush of air as his hand came down two more times.

“2...3,” you could feel tears sting in your eyes, but also a warmth spread in your core. Wiggling in Jungkook’s hold, he spanked you three more times.

“I can do this all day sweetheart, the more you move the more I will spank you.” Jungkook spoke smoothly, rubbing the suppleness of your ass.

“I-I am sorry, for what I did,” you mumbled into the sheets. Jungkook hummed running his finger down the curve of you back,  pinching at the skin around your hips. It was quiet, the hum of the air conditioner was the only thing you could hear. Jungkook began to rub his finger down the globe of your cheek and to your thighs. You could feel your arousal wetting your already sweaty thighs.

“Hmmm, sweetheart as much as you say you are sorry, this tells me otherwise,” he speaks softly. Gripping your hair he yanks your head up, making your back arch. Holding your upper body with your hands you blink as Jungkook brings his fingers into your view. They are slick with your arousal as he spreads them apart, it strings across the skin. Breathing quietly, he brings them up to your mouth spreading it around your mouth. Keeping your mouth closed, you disobey shaking your head. Jungkook growls releasing your hair roughly and holding your head on the sheets.

Jungkook becomes relentless, and spanks your ass with such force the bed shifts. Your moans are muffled in the sheets, and you lose count after 20.

“You are such a little cock slut, hmm? Enjoying this, getting wet over your punishment,” Jungkook tuts as his hand comes down, “Fuck.” Jungkook curses under his breath. He spanks you one more time for good measure. Pulling you off his lap, he doesn’t even pull your swim bottoms off as he tosses you onto the bed. Breathing heavily you look at the ceiling until he comes into your view.

“You think this is funny? Hmm?” he asks, caging you in. Your eyes widen as you hold your hands up in front of you.

“No! Jungkook, I said I am sorry, okay.” you sternly say, “Fuck, please Jungkook!-” your sentence is cut short when his hand comes down on your clit hard. Gasping you feel warmth clench in your core. Not even giving you a chance to recover, Jungkook shoves two of his fingers inside your wet hole.

“You don’t sound apologetic at all sweetheart, how disappointing. Your pussy is  practically drenching my fingers.” he whispers into your ear. You can feel his warm breath on your sweaty skin, as he sucks on the skin of your neck and continues to thrust his fingers inside you. You are practically panting at this point.

“Come on __, need you to cum so your nice and stretched out for my fat cock. Would you like that? My fat cock stuffed inside you, pushing my cum back in? Hmm?,” Jungkook teases you, as he slows the thrust of his fingers. Your mouth is open in a silent moan as Jungkook leans back to grip your hips.

“Cum.” Jungkook growls.

“Oh god, fuck! Nghh-,” whimpering you feel your core tighten and arousal leak onto Jungkook's hand. He continued to thrust his fingers out of your hole, then pulled them out. Breathing heavily, you sat up in your dazed state and looked at him. He was sucking your arousal off his fingers and looking you in the eye.

“Mmm, you taste wonderful sweetheart,” he coos getting up from the bed. You look at him, feeling your cheeks flush. Jungkook crosses the room to the walk in closet and comes back out with two scarves. Ironically they are Raven claw and Slytherin colors. He rounds to your side with both scarves. You look up at him, as he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your lips. His lips are warm and taste like green tea; the kiss was chaste and makes your chest swell. He pulls back, and leaned his forehead against yours.

“__, I am going to continue now, if you don’t want me to continue then tell me now.” he whispers against you. You shake your head and cup his cheek.

“I trust you Jeon,” you whisper. Jungkook nods. Standing up, his demeanor changes with a dark look in his eyes. You watch him as he takes one of your arms and ties it to the headboard, and does the same with the other arm. Your arms burn from the uncomfortable position, but you don’t care. Jungkook stands at the foot of the bed, looking at you. His lean chest is slick with sweat, and his sweatpants are low on his hips, exposing a sharp muscle leading downwards. You breath in as he comes onto the bed.

“Hmmm, has this been on the whole time,” he speaks mostly to himself, referring to your bikini top. You don’t even get a chance to answer, before he pulls the flimsy material off your chest. Throwing the material on the ground he hums in approval, the same treatment happens to your swim bottoms as well. Running his finger up your body to your breast. He comes forward encasing your nipple in the warmth of his mouth. Swirling it around his tongue, he nips at it with his teeth and pulls at it. Mewling, he pulls back rubbing both the pert buds with his thumbs.

“You like that sweetheart? Me pulling at your nipples hmm?” he teases rubbing more and more.

Head tilted back, you nod. Jungkook stops slapping your bare pussy.

“Look at me when I speak to you,” he says above you, pulling your chin up. Your eyes are glazed over with pleasure.

“Y-yes Jungkook,” you groan in his hold. Releasing you, you look at him as he begins to pull the strings of his pants. Sitting on his knees, he pulls down his pants and boxers. Your eyes widen as he pulls his weeping cock out of his pants. Your mouth waters as he grabs his cock. Pulling his lip between his teeth, he strokes himself.

Smirking at you, “..you like what you see sweetheart?” You nod below him. His dick is long and thick, smooth and pink. A vein runs under the length, the bulbous tip already wet with precum. Your mouth waters at the sight.

“Please Jungkook-,” you whine straining your hands against the restraints. “Please let me suck you.” you whine moving under him.

Jungkook hums, “Not today baby,” you whine at the pet name, “I need to make sure you are nice and stretched out when I stuff my fat cock into your weeping pussy,” he grunts, pulling at his dick. Leaning forward he rubs the tip of his penis on your pert nipples. You thrust upwards to nothing, as his smooth tip wets your nipples.

“Fuck.” Jungkook curses, leaning down to kiss you. He clashes his tongue against yours nipping at your lip. You groan into his mouth, as his hand pushes you down by your neck. The kiss is messy and wet. Pulling back, a string of saliva is present as your mouths part. Drawing attention back to his cock, he takes it and leans down to your pussy. He takes his length, and rubs it up and down your wetness. Pushing his fat tip against your clit and swirling it with his cum.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you mewl, rutting your hips to his cock. You bite the inside of your cheek as Jungkook, swirls his tip up and down slicking his dick with your arousal. You can feel the knot tighten in you for the second time, as his hand comes up to your nipples once more rubbing it with his thumb.

“Come on sweetheart, cum on my cock.” Jungkook says running his hand down your stomach. His hand finds your engorged clit and rubs it hard. That’s all it takes for you to fall over the edge, as you wail in pleasure. Jungkook groans, continuing to rub his cock against you. Your climax coating his dick even more. You breath heavily, as he keeps going - over stimulating you.

“Nghh- Guk, please I-I can’t,” you whine, pulling at the restraints once more. He growls,

“You can and you will,” he says pulling his cock off you. You squeak when your flipped over onto your stomach aggressively, as he slaps your ass a few times. You hear shuffling behind you, as you breath into the sheets of the bed. You then feel a presence behind you, as Jungkook once more leans his body against yours. His hardened cock, against the crack of your ass.

“Cmon sweetheart, I know you want me to fill you with my seed until it spills out of your greedy hole. You want me to rub my fat cock over your wet pussy, like the little sock slut you are.” he whispers into your sweaty skin, pinching at your hips. “I will let you ride me, and sit on my cock, would you like that?” Jungkook whispers, kissing down your back. You felt his taut muscles on your back, as he breathed against you, waiting for an answer.

“Y-yes Jungkook, I want your cock. I have learned my lesson, please fill me up with your seed,” you whined, wiggling your sore ass into his cock. Jungkook got up leaving you in that position.

“Sit on your knees,” he said. Shifting up, with the restraints, you pulled yourself on your knees, with your head hung. Jungkook's soft footsteps went to the other side of the bed, moving to sit in front of you. Smiling, he kissed your clavicle, and began to lay under you. Looking down at him, his naked body was under yours, as your legs straddled his hips. He shimmed under you, looking up at you with his big brown eyes. Grinning at you, his raven hair was damp and ruffled.

“Sit on my face sweetheart, need you nice and wet for me cock, okay?” he said looking up at you. You nodded, shifting forward with shaky thighs. Gripping the headboard you lowered down onto his face, his large hands gripping your hips. You were moving too slow for his liking, so he pulled you down onto him in one swift movement. You groaned, as he immediately began to suck on your clit.

“Jungkook!” you threw your head back, trying to pull up. But Jungkook kept a firm grip on your thighs. You could feel yourself unraveling, as he began to grind your hips on his lips. You were gasping as you looked down at him, his eyes held a playful glint. He then stuck his tongue deep inside your hole. He held you down, as he forced the muscle in your tight hole. You felt so full, as he held you down. For the third time, you felt yourself unravel as arousal leaked out of your abused hole.

“Jungkook,” you whined, your body growing tired. The once lit room, was now basked in a warm orange glow as the sun began to set. You arms were growing tired, due to the restraints. Jungkook lifted you off him, as your eyes fluttered. Jungkook began to sit up, with your body resting on his strong thighs. You breathed heavily, as he stroked your sweaty back. Arms limping against his back with the slight pull of the scarves. You felt Jungkook's, hard length against your stomach.

“Sweetheart, can you give me one more,” he spoke against your hair, kissing your sweaty scalp. Nodding you blinked a few times as he lifted you, onto your stomach. He untied both of the scarves, and your sore arms fell limp, at your sides. Jungkook took your arms and massaged your wrists, kidding the taut skin.

“Be a good girl and take my cock into your tight little hole,” Jungkook said pulling your hips to his pelvis.

“Please, Jungkook-!” your sentence was cut short when Jungkook sheathed you with his fat cock, the stretch was delicious and hot, feeling the warmth tighten. Your arms gave out under you, and you rutted back towards him.

“Shit, don’t move sweetheart,” Jungkook groaned gripping your hips. He stilled his thrusts, holding you down. You stilled your body, as you felt Jungkook’s cock swell in you. You wanted to move, but you stayed still. After a few minutes you felt Jungkook shift behind you, pulling his hard cock all the way out of you, and rubbing your entrance with his fat tip. After gathering your arousal he stuffed his cock back inside you.

You groaned, clenching around him.

“I feel so, f-full,” you whined. Skin slapping skin, was the only thing that could be heard along with your panting and Jungkook’s grunting. You were so close, pulling back against him his dick shifted to a spongy spot inside you that made you keen.

“Fucking, shit!” you squealed, “..right there,” Jungkook positioned his hips faster against yours. His heavy ball sack hitting your ass with each thrust. Jungkook cursed, pulling his hand away from your body and finding your engorged clit. Rubbing rapid circles he rocked into you hitting the same spot over and over.

“Nghh, Jungkook please let me!” you wanted to cum so bad, as Jungkook quickened his pace.

“Cum for me __. Cum all over my cock,” Jungkook growled slapping your ass and digging his nails into the flesh. You practically screamed as you for the final time felt the knot tighten in your core, as you squeezed his dick and milking your orgasm. Soon after Jungkook came, and spilled inside you.

“Fuck.” his voice was hoarse as he pushed his seed inside you. Your body was exhausted, as your breathed heavily against the sheets. Jungkook didn’t pull out of you, as he leaned forward and flipped your tired body around.

Your eyes were shut, as your arms laid limp at your sides. Jungkook pressed kisses up and down your body, “You did so well sweetheart,” he mumbled against your slick skin. His dick was beginning to soften and he slowly pulled himself out. You whined at the loss, but he shushed you as he circled his tip where his arousal leaked out. You felt his bulbous tip circle your entrance and push his seed back in. Only the tip went in but you groaned at the intrusion.

“Jungkook,” you whined, “Stop,” he chuckled pulling back. You felt his seed spill out of your abused hole, and you sighed as your body went lax. Jungkook kissed your clavicle, and got up from the bed. Pulling on his boxers, Jungkook rounded the bed and picked up your sore body from the sheets.

“C’mon sweetheart, you need to go pee.” he gently said holding your naked body to his warm chest. Opening your eyes a bit you looked at the pale blue walls, and you shook your head slowly. Pinching his nipple you mumbled an ��I don’t wanna’ you whined like a child, as he entered the master bathroom and setting you down on the sink. The cool tile made you squirm, stinging your sore ass. You were weary and not aware of what was happening. Jungkook laughed at your state, and kissed your cheek. Pulling a shirt over your head he told you to go pee once again, as he patted your thigh and kissed your eyelids. Finally doing as he said, you wobbled to the toilet and did your business. Washing your hands, and splashing some water on your face you walked back into the room. Rubbing your eyes, Jungkook was sitting on the edge of the bed typing on his phone. Looking up he saw you, and grinned. Tossing his phone on the sheets he walked up to you, pulling you to his chest.

“I ordered takeout, I bet your hungry,” he said looking down at you. You nodded meekly hiding your face in his bare chest. He chuckled at your shy state, taking your face into his hands he pulled you to look at him.

“Sweetheart are you okay?” he asked, stroking your lip with his thumb. You looked at him, his deep eyes held concern.

“I am sorry for what I did earlier,” you spoke softly, your lips turning into a soft pout. Jungkook rolled his eyes, pinching your cheeks.

“Hmmm, well. I am sure you can make it up to me by agreeing you be my girlfriend, then I might consider forgiving you. Also a kiss,” he spoke looking at the ceiling.

You giggled, pressing your fingers into his chest. “I might have to take you up on that,” you teased. Wrapping your arms around his neck. He hummed, snaking his hands down to your waist.

“Maybe you should put some underwear on first,” he teased slapping your bare ass and releasing you. Your cheeks flushed as you, glared at him.

“Tick, tock __. My offer won’t stand foreverrr,” he joked as he walked out the door. You groaned, beginning looking for your torn swim bottoms.

“Accio, swim bottoms.” Jungkook spoke by the door, you whipped around as Jungkook held your ruined swim bottoms by his finger. He wiggled his wand around pointing it at you.

“Come and get me,” he winked, skitting down the hall.

“Jeon!” 

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Hi, hello, it is i, I am off hiatus!! Yay, okay so this fic I slaved over this for a good 2 weeks lol, it was supposed to be posted in December actually lol that didn’t happen … anywoosie, I really hope you all like it! It took so long to write and so much of my energy, please be kind to the smut HAHA its my first time writing it oof, anywoosie I have some other works in mind, so please don’t ask when those will be up, I am very busy this summer holiday so when I will write when I can ;-; I love you all! Thank u to all my mutuals who motivated me to finish this beast haha, xx ash