#yanderejungkook x reader

[blessedtobebangtan]

jungkook 3 :D

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" don’t you ever raise your voice at me. ”

trigger warning(s): mentions of murder, mafia, brutal beatings, suggestion of sex, cursing, manhandling, yandere themes

word count: 3K

a/n: this might be my last post for a while because i think im beginning to fall back into an episode of depression and i don’t know when i will have the motivation to write again but i mat need to write to feel some normalcy, i guess we’ll just have to see!! but please enjoy and apologies for any spelling errors it’s 2am where i live and im TIRED! also thank you for all of the love on the latest post before this one <3 enjoy and stay safe xoxo

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You brushed through you h/c hair softly as your mind was suspended into nothing. You couldn’t really process anything lately, you were stressed to say the least.

Between work, your boyfriend Jungkook and his work. His foul, inhumane, scarring work. When you met the mysterious, charming man you could never have imagined his day to day life in a million years. From simple meetings of heists and information theft to brutal interrogations performed by his men or commonly himself.

It was still a lot after 3 years because how could it ever not be. No matter what Jungkook did, you adapted. If he needed to go into the field for a mission, you could be left alone for weeks at a time with the company of bodyguards to keep you from harm's way. If an important deal fell through, Jungkook would be so tense and angered, you had to walk on eggshells with everything you did or said. If Jungkook had to go on business to another country, of course he would bring you whether or not you wanted to come, making you fall behind in your own work and having to work twice as hard to be up to speed.

You were drained- mentally, physically and emotionally. You were at a breaking point, you had been for a while, but of course you never spoke your mind in fear of how things would turn out.

“ Y/N ?”

You finished brushing your hair into a convenient bun on the back of your head, “ I’m upstairs.”, you yelled back.

Like tonight, a perfect example. It is 20 minutes after midnight and Jungkook has just strolled into the house without a call, text or a damn email since he left this morning. The problem is he wants everything to be sunshine and rainbows with you without the work of it.

The door of your shared bedroom slowly opened revealing your self-assured, over-achieving boyfriend.

“ Babe ?”

You peaked from the expensively-innovated washroom with an unreadable expression. You locked eyes with him and his eyes showed a kind, sweet gaze even after leaving you worried all day.

He wore all black attire, black denim jeans, black long-sleeved button-up, his signature black combat boots and a leather jacket to top it off. You couldn’t lie- he was unbelievably handsome. Even if you weren’t happy with him, he was still the charmer you met from the beginning.

As your eyes came back up, his eyes were already on you. His eyes locked on the silk, white nightdress you wore that stopped right above your thigh. As his eyes traveled he found himself locked on your hardened nipples that showed perfectly through the silk from the cold breeze. His sweet gaze had turned dark and lustful causing your cheeks to burn up in surprise.

Clearing your throat and smiling awkwardly, Jungkook raised his eyebrow with a smirk that made you melt intensely, “ How was work, today ?”, you asked, turning back to the mirror to take off the remainder of your jewelry.

It was almost silent as his soft hum echoed through the master bedroom, “ It was work, nothing special.”

He told you this, but you knew better. After so many years, you learned to decode his white lies. Nothing special means it was gruesome and violent, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

You rolled your eyes to yourself and sighed, “ Must’ve been a little busy, yeah ?”. So busy, he couldn’t contact you once.

Jungkook sat on the bed pulling off his shoes and shrugged, “ Not really, basically just some paperwork and meetings.”

As you pulled off your diamond necklace, a gift from Jungkook to make up for his childish behavior, you nodded, “ Then maybe I could accompany you since it’s boring as of late.”

It was quiet as you heard him shuffling around. Gently, you placed the necklace into your jewelry box along with your other pieces and wondered how many of the pieces were a genuine gift and how many were an indirect apology from Jungkook.

You slightly jumped and felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around your torso just below your breasts. But, relaxed a bit as Jungkook rested his head on the crook of your neck.

“ Kook, what are you doing ?”, you asked softly, asking a question that wasn’t exactly for this moment in time, but a question for the entirety of your relationship.

“ I was gone all day, I want to hold my baby, is that a crime ?”, his voice smug and proud.

You said nothing, shutting the lid of your jewelry box and looking up at your reflection in the mirror. Jungkook looked into your eyes through the reflection smirking slightly, one of his large hands staying on the cusp of your breasts and the other traveling down your body to rest on your hip.

He changed from his work clothes into a simple pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt, all he needed to drive you crazy.

“ I missed you, princess, real bad.”, he whispered and began to leave soft, wet kisses on your exposed neck. Your knees began to go a bit weak and the butterflies in your stomach went wild.

Of course he was being needy when you were fed up with his behavior, could you ever break the cycle ?

It was silent other than your slow inhales and shaky exhales. His hand that sat on your hip began to raise the end of the silk fabric gently.

“ I know you missed me too, baby, you don’t have to be shy.”Jungkook spoke in the voice you heard when he was dealing with a partner and needed to persuade the other party. God, it always works wonders for him. And, now you.

His hand ventured down from the top of your thigh to in-between your legs, his slender fingers pulled at the waistband of your black panties making you gasp lightly at the contact.

“ Kook, we need to have a talk.”, you managed to get out somehow during your trance.

“ We can talk as soon as I get done making up for lost time, princess.”, his words came off his tongue clearly and seductively.

As much as you wanted him to fuck you, your mind caught a glimpse of Jungkook beating up someone for not paying his debt when it was owed. You thought of the beating turning deadly and that maybe this person died after being beaten so brutally. You pictured your boyfriend having his body disposed of and any evidence thrown away. How could you let those same evil hands touch you ? You caught his hand quickly and shook your head at him through the mirror.

“ I'd rather we talk now.”

His hand fell from your body and his arms crossed at your words, a worried expression sketching over his face waiting for you to speak.

In the silence you pondered about whether or not you should speak your mind for once or just apologize and let him have his way. But, the look of concern on his face pushed you over the edge into a pool of confidence.

“ I want you to leave the mafia.”, you said, turning from the mirror and looking up at him with soft eyes. At first a small chuckle left his lips thinking you must be joking with him, but after seeing you purse your lips and look to the ground nervously, his face dropped.

“ There’s no fucking way you’re serious, is there ?”, he asked you rhetorically.

“ Kook, I know it sounds crazy, bu-”

Jungkook scoffed, turned from you and walked out of the bathroom. Your eyebrows knitted together in irritation at his rude behavior. Of course when you had something to say, he had to act so childish. You stood in the doorway of the bathroom watching as he sat down on the bed and rubbed his temples.

“ Listen, I had a long day and I really don’t want to argue, Y/N.”

“ It isn’t arguing, I’m trying to talk to my boyfriend about something that is bothering me and you just don’t want to listen as usual..”

He bodded with an ironic smirk on his face, “ You’re right, I don’t want to come home to hear you bitch about things that don’t directly affect you, I just want to fuck you and tell you how much I love and adore you. You know me so well.”

It was your turn to scoff and raise your voice a bit, “ I’ve never been this stressed in my fucking life, Kook, I’m always worried about you, my career and our future. Everything that you’ve gone through, I’ve been right by your side and I always felt the consequences of being in this relationship- the good and the bad.”, you finished with a determined look on your face.

He looked up from the ground, concentrating on your words, but he didn’t seem bothered at all. In fact, he seemed relaxed and even more bored of the conversation, “ I know you make a lot of sacrifices for me and my work, I am so thankful for that, but I can’t give it up because it isn’t just my job it is my life.”, he explained simply making you feel guilty for bringing it up.

Jungkook walked over to you, towering over your body in intimidation, he smiled sweetly looking down at your blank eyes, “ How about we forget this whole thing and just watch a movie, yeah ?”

“ Will you fucking take me serious, Jungkook.”, you stated coldy pushing past him.

Jungkook followed in behind you and stopped a few feet away from you as you stopped in your tracks.

“ I don’t know how much I can handle this lifestyle, it’s making me go a little crazy and I don’t want to put my health in last place as I’ve done before, I want to be with you and be happy.”

Your boyfriend nodded before walking over the bed and sitting down, “ Okay, so what does that really mean, y-you don’t love me anymore.”, his voice becoming unstable as he thought of you finding another man and being in love with someone other than himself. His temper couldn’t help but rise as he looked over at you with a raised eyebrow.

You turned over at him hearing his tone changed immediately shaking your head, “ Of course not, I just don’t want prioritize everything else over my well-being, I love you and I would stay by your side through anything, but I was lately I’ve been thinking about a life where we have a permanent home, a little family and.. I don’t have to imagine you not coming back home to me.”, you finished with a gloss in your eyes and Jungkook with a softened gaze.

“ I mean, I really do understand you’re still trying to prove something to your father, but I-“

He laughed softly at your accusation although you were right, he always made his father proud by being the best at everything he did and turning away from the family business isn’t something he would approve of even from beyond the grave.

“ Babe, I don’t have to prove shit to anyone- especially a dead man.”, he told you with a faux-unfazed tone.

“ Okay, so then, why don’t you turn away from this life, so we could be a normal couple, be a normal family.”

“ Y/N, this is my normal. You forget I wasn’t just brought into this ten years ago, it’s always been my fucking life.”

“ Sometimes I think you say stupid shit just for attention, Y/N.”

You crossed your arms in defense and glared over at him, “ Stupid shit ? Stupid shit is having to wait hours after midnight worried sick and not knowing if you’ll come back home. Stupid shit is not being able to get comfortable in one place for more than a few months because you’re somebody’s fucking target.”, you spat at him with a sharp tone.

Jungkook tongue the inside of his cheek trying to repress his fiery anger begging to show you your place, but his sane side held him back. He stared over to you with an agitated gaze and shook his head, “ You know what, I don’t have time for this. I have to be out in the morning.”. 

“ Time ?”, you scoffed tears brimming your eyes in frustration and built up anger, “ You had all the time in the world to shut out my cries and fuck me to sleep twenty minutes ago, Jungkook.”

He laughed to himself being caught off guard, but you found nothing funny at all. A tear fell from your eye, but as quickly as it fell you wiped your cheek, “ I’m fucking serious. You pick and choose what things are worth the great Jeon Jungkook’s time and apparently, my concerns don’t fit into your frame, huh ?”

Jungkook laid back on his side of the bed propping his head up with a muscular, fully-tattooed arm eyeing you with a knowing smile. A smile that he always used in arguments to try and crack you up, to get you to take a step back and apologize for getting so angry over nothing. Except this wasn’t nothing, this was your fucking life and you’d be damned if you kept backing down from him.

You nodded with the same amount of vengeance in your expression, you threw your hands in the air and clicked your tongue on the roof of your mouth, “ Since you love to have your options and be able to pick and choose your destiny, I have one for you.”

Jungkook shuffled in his spot with interest and nodded for you to continue, even though you were going to no matter what he said.

“ The mafia or me.”

“ Choose between my life-long work, my family’s legacy, the foundation of my name ?”, he repeated to make sure he heard you correctly with an eyebrow raised, you just stared at his relaxed position, “ Don’t be fucking crazy, Y/N, no such desicion exists

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words in humiliation and the tears beginning to fill your eyes once more. How dare he not choose the woman who’s been at his side, aided him in his time of need and done everything he asked of you. Fuck him and his love.

“ Then, I will make it for you.”

He watched as you walked to the closet and put on your Yves Saint Laurent zip-up he’d bought you for your birthday last year. You slid on a pair of Yeezy slides with a light gray color, another gift from your soon to be ex-boyfriend according to you words and actions.

Jungkook sat up from his position realizing how serious you might be, that you might actually leave him. You looked at him once more holding the ends of your jacket

“ Come on, princess, let’s be rationa-”

“ FUCK YOU”, you yelled in a swift turn of events as if you’d been waiting to use the two emergency words all night.

Now, in the very moment, your mind wasn’t concerned with the profile of the man you were speaking to. You didn’t seem to remember the murder or the man who would brutally beat up disrespectful victims, you just felt that you needed to release your anger in anyway. Only a couple seconds after, you realized how this might be trouble for your well-being.

You turned from him and began your walk to the door that now seemed to be miles away as you tried your best to ignore the loud footsteps that seemed to be quickly approaching your body. You held your breath and tried to at least make it to the door just as your hand connected to the doorknob. His voice spoke up, loud and clear to anyone with the intent to live.

" Don't fucking open that door.", his voice echoed, infinitely in your brain and once through the room.

You thought once more and asked yourself what he would do if you actually left and to that you answered, ‘ Jungkook would never hurt me.” With that response, you began to turn the golden knob.

Before you could pull the door open, you felt a pair of strong hands pull you by your forearms with such strength and effortlessly pull you back, spinning you and pushing you back against the door. You groaned in pain feeling your back collide with the metal door with all of his might.

“ Shit.”, you attempted to fall forward in distress, but you were pushed back once more with a little less force, but not zero.

You looked up at your attacker still in pain and shocked, realizing he actually put his hands on you, you guys got in pretty bad fights, but he never made you feel like he might hurt you physically. Jungkook stared down at you with a look of disappointment and vexation as if looks could kill you’d be six feet under. His body pressing you further into the door with no room to breathe yout shaky breaths.

“ Don’t you ever raise your voice at me. I let you slide with everything else you've said to me.", he placed one of his hands on your cheek and gripped your chin forcefully making you look deeper into his eyes, " but you will never again in your life disrespect me like that.”

You just nodded, too scared to speak back as he was silent and just stared at you with a look of crazy that almost seemed animated, he moved his hand from your chin, delicately rubbing your bottom lip in contrast to his hold on you.

“ I cannot leave my life behind, but I can’t let you leave me either.”, he whispered against your lips as if the secret was made clear by his actions, he leaned closer laying his forehead on top of yours, “ You understand that, right ?”

You parted your lips as a sound barely audible fell from your lips, “ Y-yes.”

“ I love you more than life itself, I need you to be with me.”. Jungkook put a little bit of space between you once more allowing you to regain steady breaths. He unzipped your jacket gently pulling it from your skin as you allowed him effortlessly.

“ So, let’s just lie down and come back to this in the morning, yeah ?”Jungkook asked with a dark gleam in his eyes that you’d never recognized before and a sinister smile that would be engraved in your mind.

Scared for your life and still in shock of his psychotic behavior that was gone in a flash you nodded slowly and took hold of his hand as he guided you back to the bed. And as much as he would apologize for his flash of anger and promise it was a one-time thing and that you didn’t have to worry about him acting so harsh in the future, it was never the last time.

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[sunshine-and-kookies]

UNHINGED (m)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Summary-> The corporate recession has your company grovelling for funds.

As the relegated chief operating officer, you have to bear the brunt of seeking out an enterprising and successful shareholder who can revive your company for posterity.

As a sorry state of affairs, you're compelled to enlist the CEO of Jeon Enterprise for his help. However, The question remains.

Just how much convincing are you willing to do?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Part: 1 of 2

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Pairing: Yandere Jeongguk x Female Reader

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Yandere

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Warnings for both parts: Power Imbalance, Blackmailing, Manipulation, inebriation, smut, fingering, groping, penetration, some nasty stuff, light choking, a few corporate jargons, jk is a dick who is smitten with oc, jk is selfish asf, threats of violence (not against OC).

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Word count: 2.1k

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Disclaimer: This is a two-shot which delves into themes that may be triggering or dark in nature. It is important to note that the behaviors portrayed by Jungkook are purely fictional and do not reflect his real-life character. Reader discretion is advised. Minors are discouraged from engaging with this content. Remember, plagiarism is a serious offense.

“©© All rights reserved to @sunshine-and-kookies. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

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"This is unbelievable", you lament, hunched over your desk.

"How did the stocks plummet so much?"

"Miss. L/N, The stock market is a gamble." Mr. Kwon offers.

"I am aware of that Mr. Kwon. But the risks we took were calculated." You massage your temples, grumbling defensively under your breath.

The predicament at hand induced mixed emotions in you. On one hand, you were anxious. Anxious for the employees who have a family to fend for, the news headlines they'll be witnessing and the confrontation you'll need to have with the stakeholders.

On the other, less dominant hand, you felt uncannily relieved.

Ever since your company, Jubilee and Co, invested in the share market with you at the helm, you've been waiting for something to go awry.

Simply, because you couldn't fathom anything remotely auspicious happening under your leadership. Not because you didn't have faith in your capabilities. No.

It was because you've gotten the short end of the stick from life so often that you've grown accustomed to it.

And now that your trepidations have borne fruit, you feel the weight being lifted off your shoulders.

Gingerly clutching the cup of coffee perched on your table, you take a sip. This was not the time to wallow in self pity.

"Mr. Kwon, prepare an excel sheet that has all the consolidated data of the company's capital. We can't afford any delays. I have to begin looking for plausible shareholders."

You could feel the soreness kicking in, as you knead the knots in your shoulder.

It was gonna be a long day.

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You peer at your phone's self camera for the umpteenth time.

Huffing, as you rake your fingers through your hair. Everything about your outfit seemed off but scrounging for a better one would take an eternity. You were living on borrowed time as it is.

"Miss. Y/N L/N, Mr. Jeon is ready for you."

You stand upright, hands clenching the portfolio in your hand futilely, your heels scuffing across the floor of the hallway.

Navigating through the huge corridor, you spot the door of the room where the incumbent CEO sits.

Knocking lightly, you speak "Mr Jeon?"

"Come in."

His husky voice beckons.

Drawing in a shaky breath, you step into the room.

And as soon as you do, you're rendered awestruck by the cabin.

It has expansive floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a panoramic view of the bustling city below.

The golden hour sunlight streaming in through the blinds.

The walls, adorned with exquisite golden motifs, which no doubt must have cost a fortune.

Fitting for a billionaire like him, you suppose.

Right in the center of the room is a rich mahogany desk, cluttered with documents.

Perched behind the desk is Jeon Jeongguk, the formidable CEO of Jeon Enterprises. It is renowned globally as the only firm which deals with technological ergonomics. Their unparalleled success transcended borders, setting the standard worldwide.

Needless to say, Jubilee and Co was a far cry from Jeon Enterprises.

You've read enough tabloids about the cold, formidable CEO to know what might transpire.

On behalf of your company's stakeholder, you'll ask him for help. He'll eye you incredulously, disdain marring his face before he politely calls the security guard to escort this deranged woman out.

You're taking a leap of faith coming here and hoping a tech tycoon like him even spares you a glance.

You hear him take a sharp intake of breath, prompting you to look at him.

His mouth was slightly agape, eyes widened, as he stared at you from across the room.

His gaze trailed your dainty form from top to bottom, eyes darkening the more they consume you.

You shudder.

You should have taken time to look for a more flattering outfit. Or maybe your hair was dishevelled?

Clearing your throat, you politely ask him, "May I take a seat, Mr Jeon?"

Caught off guard, Mr. Jeon suddenly stands up before motioning for you to sit.

"Please do, Miss...?"

"Y/N L/N." , you supply.

"Y/N..." His dulcet voice repeats your name, as though in a trance.

There was an eerie tension in the room but you would be damned if you let it get to you and lose this golden opportunity.

"As the chief operating officer, I'm here to represent Jubilee and Co."

This was it.

This was the part where you'll be catapulted out of the building by big and buff security men--

"How may I be of assistance to Jubilee and Co. today?"

You blanch.

Out of all outcomes you were expecting would ensue your introduction, this was the most unexpected one.

You were not prepared for this, how do you broach the proposal of an alliance now?

Quickly gathering yourself, you resume.

"We are honoured you have decided to give us the time of the day, Mr Jeon."

"Don't mention." His tone, though professional, betrayed a hint of eagerness.

"From what I presume, you're here to ask for an affiliation." He continues.

"Your stakeholders want Jubilee and Co to become a subsidiary under Jeon Enterprises."

You were tongue tied.

Mr. Jeon was an astute man. You'll give him that.

"Yes, sir. That is correct."

"And why, exactly, should I invest in a company that is, for a lack of better word, in shambles? Inundated with abysmal employees", He rejoinders.

You wince. No matter how true his word were, they were acerbic.

Jubilee was like a baby to you.

You've gone through hell to make it transition from a tier 3 brand name to a decently esteemed firm. You've spent countless sleepless nights looking after it, skipped meals to tend to it's wounds.

Chagrined, you speak before your brain can process your words.

"I understand your concerns, Mr. Jeon. But Jubilee is more than just its current state. It's a testament to resilience, to the countless hours of dedication and hard work put in by its employees, including myself."

Your gaze meets his, vulnerability shining in your eyes.

"Yes, we may have faced setbacks, but we've also overcome them. I believe that adversity often presents the greatest opportunities for growth. I understand your reservations, Mr. Jeon, but I urge you to consider the untapped potential within Jubilee. With the right investments and guidance, I firmly believe that it has the potential to rise from its current situation and flourish once again."

A hush falls over the room.

Jeongguk's gaze remained unwavering, fixed on your face throughout your entire tirade.

"Consider me convinced, Miss. Y/N."

"S-Sir?"

"I guarantee. Jubilee's stock will be restored, funds will be augmented, and brand reputation will be unrivalled. The employees that will henceforth be inducted will be recruited by my personal hiring team."

You can barely hear the rest of his sentence, already thrumming with excitement. Your mind plotting all the ways you can get back at the naysayers.

The resurgence of Jubilee is inevitable, now that you have Jeongguk on board.

"But, you must understand Y/N, there are no free lunches in this world."

And just like that all your dreams come crashing down.

"Pardon, sir?"

Mr. Jeon gracefully rises from his chair, closing the proximity between the both of you as he leans on the front of the desk, positioned directly in front of you.

"I'll accede to all your demands, but I want a fair trade."

Mr. Jeon's words hang in the air. You had hoped for a smooth negotiation, where was this coming from?

"What kind of fair trade are you suggesting, Mr. Jeon?"

A knowing smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he meets your gaze.

"I'll provide my expertise, my resources, to ensure Jubilee's revival," he begins.

"But in return, I ask for something beyond the confines of business."

There is a tacit silence enveloping the room.

The implication of his suggestion is glaringly blatant.

Situations like these were rife in the corporate world. Pleasure in exchange for business gains was not unheard of.

What was however, unheard of, was an employee of Jubilee engaging in such lewd dalliances.

While they were definitely slacking and inept when it comes to work and strategies, Jubilee has maintained a pristine image of possessing the most morally sound employees.

You are caught in a mire.

On one hand, you are disgruntled that he thought you were so shallow that you'll take him up on an offer as promiscuous as that.

But on the other hand, you are convinced this is your only shot at reviving Jubilee. Jungkook's assets and team marshalled together will undoubtedly take Jubilee to unprecedented heights.

"We have a deal, Mr. Jeon."

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"Jeongguk, stop please! Not now, I have to get ready for a meeting."

"I don't renege on my promises, baby girl." He hums, biting your lower lip as his hands fondle your clothed chest.

"And I expect the same from you, yeah?"

The past few months have been very conducive for Jubilee.

As expected, with Jeongguk's acumen & assistance, the company is practically thriving, now in a league comparable to the unicorns.

And it had to be. You've traded yourself for its prosperity after all.

"Fuck", the expletive rolls off your tongue as a strangled moan.

His palms knead the flesh as he grinds his hips on your clothed pussy.

"You're so pretty, my baby. Got me wrapped around your little finger like a hormonal fucking teenager."

He grunts in your ear as one of his hands find purchase on your hip, the other smoothly lifting your pencil skirt to stroke your thigh.

"Kook, I c-can't"

He is terse as he pants, "Yes, you can. You will do everything I ask you to, am I clear?"

"Y-Yeah"

"Good girl" He dotes.

Unbuttoning your top and latching his tongue onto your now bare nipple.

"Stop teasing Kook, touch me already. I'm so fuckin' wet"

He grins as he resumes his ministrations on your inner thigh, cheekily peering up at you from where he is stationed, between your breasts.

"Someone's needy."

You huff exasperated, placing a hand on his as you halt him.

"Fine, I'll just ask Taehyung for help. He won't deny me anyways."

All air escapes you as you're suddenly jerked, your bare back meeting the wall with a thud.

You open your eyes at the sudden movement.

Jeongguk's laborious breath is laden with ire.

Eyes closed. Jaw clenched.

His previous playful beam, nowhere to be found.

He takes in a deep breath before opening his eyes.

They're the darkest you've ever seen them. Pupils enlarged to an extent that his eyes appear pitch black.

You fucked up.

His hand comes up as he lightly chokes you, not enough to hurt you but enough to cause a pool of wetness dripping down your thighs in its wake.

"Say shit like that one more time and see me burn that fucker alive."

"You have the fucking audacity to even think of another man, when yours is right in front of you? Don't you fucking forget who you belong to Y/N. You're fucking mine. Body, Heart and Soul. You've sworn your loyalty to me. You've surrendered yourself to me completely the day I agreed to buy that shitty company of yours."

Your panties are completely drenched at this point and you're unsure if its because you're turned on or petrified of how vexed he has become by the mere thought of you with another man, even though you had said it in jest.

Without any preamble, his fingers prod at your entrance as he sinks them in. Your walls embracing him like second skin.

"Even your tight little pussy isn't yours anymore. It belongs to Jeon Jungkook.”

He slaps your pussy immediately after, as though proving his point.

“And I don't fucking share, so you better pray to any deity you worship that I don't fucking catch you masturbating or so help me god."

He fingers you passionately. Not stopping even after you plead him to.

"T-Too sensitive, K-Kook."

Unbuckling his belt, He pulls out his penis. It stands tall, proud and red with pre cum oozing out of the tip.

You grab him for stability as he pushes the tip in, letting your walls adjust and clamp before he brutally picks up his pace.

"Tell me who you belong to." He bellows.

Too out of it, you fail to form a coherent response.

THWACK.

He slaps your ass hard.

Once. Twice. Too many times to count.

"I-I'm yours Koo, only yours." you manage to say, eager to cajole him.

"Damn right you are." He hums, seemingly placated with your answer. Picking up his pace, he spits in your mouth, meshing his tongue with yours, while his fingers play with your clit.

You feel the familiar warmth below your cervix, as you groan,

"C-Cumming"

He gently pats your hair, kissing your earlobe.

"Let go, baby."

As you ride off your high, too blissful to pay attention to your surroundings, you don't notice the way Jeongguk's gaze darkens.

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Part: 1 of 2

“©© All rights reserved to @sunshine-and-kookies. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

[aajjks]

https://www.tumblr.com/darkestcorners/665793349676138496/pairings-yanderejungkook-x-reader-f-genre

Uh- this is what I was talking about the dark Jk fanfic… even the writer said that he is more sadistic in this.

Honestly, I loved darkestcorners work! I have read this one it’s awesome but dark so viewer discretion is advised

[pixicunt]

Kintsukuroi

WARNING ! love hurts,it causes anger, jealously obsession, WHY DONT YOU LOVE ME BACK?!

part 2 with officer JK is here

Jungkook x reader, (Jimin x reader)

word count - 3K

warnings - noncon, delusional Jungkook, yandere Jungkook, lovesick Jungkook, handcuffs, rich Park Jimin, officer Jungkook, mentions of past Jikook, toxic jikook, sex duh, mention of chocking, kidnapping, somnophilia, brief mention of drugs and alcohol, 

The angry voice of Jimin vibrated through the phone piercing Jungkook's ear as he winces from the loud volume, his heavy eyes already rolling at the tone. "

"WHY HAVNT YOU FOUND HER YET, YOU HAVE ACCSES TO THE ENTIRE FUCKING CITY, YOUR A FUCKING POLICE OFFICER SO DO YOUR FUCKING JOB!"

Jungkook's eyes glazed over as he took a deep breathe in, not really hearing or wanting to hear what the man had to say, trying to stifle a moan that begs to unleash from his throat.

"I'm sorry iv been searching in my free time but its not like i can put out a missing person report"

Jungkook bites his lip hard, the pain distracting him from moaning into the phone, his slow thrust not loud enough to be picked up over the other end of the call.

he would be dead if Jimin heard the sloppy sounds of your wet cunt sucking him in.

"I did tell you to install cameras in your home to keep an eye on her"

He tips his head back in bliss from the tight squeeze of your walls, putting the phone on speaker and throwing it onto the bed so he could get a better angle of your cunt. his fingers gripping your thighs as he lifts them for leverage.

your unconscious body moving wither every thrust of his cock inside you and your breasts bouncing every time he sinks himself inside of you.it was a sight he could get used to.

Jimins voice filled the room again, Jungkook pulling out to the tip to ease himself back in slowly.

"don't get smart with me, you work for me remember, don't you forget who gave you that job and i can easily take it away"

Jungkook halted his thrusts, scoffing at the obvious bluff.

"did you give me this job to benefit me or yourself"

"dont get too brave Jungkook, did you forget where you came from, you were my pet once weren't you, you seem to forget "

Jungkook flushed red at the memories , his cock twitching inside of you as he rocked into you his tongue residing in the corner of his mouth, rolling at the side of his cheek as he fucks you open slowly in concentration.

"once i get my hands on her I'm going to break her legs , keep her as my little basement doll. what do you think Jungkook?, should i break her jaw so i can use her mouth whenever i want" Jungkook really does moan this time, fucking your body so well its a shame you were not awake to feel it.

"holy shit are you getting off to this, your sick Jungkook, so fucking disgusting"

he could feel the smirk in his voice, his skin flushing red as he finally bottoms out inside of you, having edged himself to savor the feeling of you.

 his cum oozes from your hole, moaning at the sight as shame eats at his skin having just cum inside you while Jimin was still on the phone. 

having not being able to really show you how much he loves you the first time you had sex in Jimin's bed, you were barley coherent from the stream of drugs Jimin used he doubts you even remember. he would make it up to you.

The phone knocks off the bed with a crack, the line going dead and his phone screen cracked. he curses as he pulls out of you, having cum a lot sooner then he wanted, he would have to build a endurance because he was planning on fucking you all over his house, never wants your holes to be empty.

he doesn't pull the plug from your ass , pulling at the diamond plug before letting it sink back into you with a look of awe in his eyes. 

oh if you were awake the way you would writhe on the bed with his name on your lips, he couldn't wait for you to wake up, he may have been a little harsh in his panicked state.

Remembering how panicked he was when you ran towards the door, the teeth marks still fresh in his skin from where you bit him.

He knew you must be scared but he had tried so hard, risked his life to take you into his home, so many sleepless nights with his hand wrapped around his lonely cock at the videos Jimin would send him.

He had saved you, he took you from someone that was making you cry, he didn't like to see you cry. still remembers the early years when Jimin first found him, how he loved to hurt Jungkook with a slick leather shoe at his cock and laughed as Jungkook cried. his brows frown at the memories, Jimin loved to see people cry underneath him but Jungkook only ever wanted you to feel pleasure. 

He saved you but it was a shame to see that you didn't agree with him, having no other option but to put his arm around your neck from where you were trying to open his front door, choking the air out of your lungs until you went lax in his embrace.

He collects his phone from the floor, inspecting the damage and cursing to himself for being so careless. you were still blissfully unconscious and it wasn't fair, you didn't know all the trouble he went through just to have you.

"fuck fuck fuck" he runs a hands in his hair, Jimin so far up his ass he may have underestimated the man, Jimin cant find out ever. 

how was Jungkook supposed to find you when you weren't really missing, Jimin would kill him. he retrieves his handcuffs from his work bag, digging through the black bottomless pit unless his fingers grasp the familiar metal chain, having been used on so many mindless scum that he really didn't want to dirty your skin with it but had no other choice in the matter.

he clasped your hands to the bed railing, the click of the handcuffs securing you to the bed as you sleep. he placed a loving kiss to your chapped lips before securing a thick black strip of tape over them, he couldn't have you throwing another fit. he would be right back but he needed to sort some shit out first.

He needed to stall, needed to make sure Jimin would never suspect him and if he had to get on his knees then he would.

the day had been long, all he could think about was your body chained to his bed and how badly you must be needing him. his fingers clicking away to delete any security footage from all surrounding streets from the night he talked you into his car.

a hand on his shoulder had him Jumping out of his skin, eyes wide as he looked up to his supervisor.

"you alright kid? what's got you so jumpy"

Yoongi sat down in his desk beside Jungkook, lighting a cigarette and Jungkook being the cop he was wanted to point out that he wasn't aloud to smoke inside the building but his mind was racing much to fast to really say anything.

 Yoongi mindlessly clicks away at his work computer, filing report after report and Jungkook stops listening after the first few sentences.

"you know that girl that went missing a while back, we might have a new lead" Jungkook did hear that, his head perking up.

"what do you mean ?"

 his eyes were frantic but he really tired hard to suppress his worry. Jimin was never worried, never showed anything but confidence so why should he be worried.

"don't worry its not really anything big right now and oh" he puts out his cigarette, swirling in his chair.

"Jimin called, said he wanted to see you for some tax evasion of his company or something, needs you head down there and sort it out" 

Jungkook groaned at the though of the large amount of paperwork that would bring but he cant really think to much about it, his head full of thoughts of you. Jimin could wait

He was quick to collect his things and get to you, so quick that he forgot to log off the computer, not catching the glimpse of Yoongis smirk, what a stupid kid he though as he clicked onto Jungkook's computer and restoring the deleted files onto his USB whilst deleting footage of himself sneaking into your window. you were such a deep sleeper.

Jungkook opens the door of his room to see you wide awake, your tears running ramped down your face and his heart squeezes, quick to rush over to your side and throwing his bag down to quickly cup your face with worry.

"hey hey its me, its just me, your ok baby" he brings you into his embrace which was a bit hard since you were cuffed but he will take it, confused as to why you started to cry even harder.

"baby why are you crying, are you hurt?" your eyes widen in disbelief, bloodshot eyes staring at the man whos fingers felt like acid on your skin, your wrists sting from having thrashed around for hours trying to break free and maybe the fact that you were naked and your lower half throbbed with a raw soreness. 

you muffle though the black tape as you bang the chain on the cuffs in order to free yourself.

it made Jungkook hard all over again, your naked body splayed out on his bed, his eyes dipping down over your body. "did you miss me?" he removed his shirt from his body , flicking his shoes off without breaking eye contact with you as he got on the bed.

you squirm away from him, your legs shutting, knees clanging painfully as you shift your body to get as far away as you could but your efforts proved to be useless as he pried your legs open with a heavy hand.

"don't cry baby, I'm here to make it better now, does it hurt here" you hide your face in your arms that were still painfully restrained above your head, refusing to show him your tears as you choke in surprise, he rubs over your clit in slow circles.

"look at me, let me see you" his fingers play with your sensitive clit as he leans into your body, his face above your own so you couldn't look anywhere else, salty tears staining your cheek as he leans down to kiss the black tape over your mouth before pulling it slowing from your face so not to hurt you.

"p-please let me go Jungkook" . your voice wobbly and fain from dehydration.

Jungkook groaned as you say his name, wanting to hear you scream it for him. "no your safe now baby, Jimin cant get you, he cant hurt you anymore, i love you so much you don't have to pretend anymore ok". Jungkook bent your knees at the waist , pulling his pants down to release his achingly hard cock .

you have nothing left to cry, whimpering at you felt the thick muscle at your entrance. your brain scrambles for anything, say something!

"why did you do that to me that night, you hurt me Jungkook, how can you hurt me and say you love me ?" your eyes flicker across his face as he frowns his brows at you as you wait for him to take the bait.

"i know i was selfish love but Jimin isn't someone you can just say no to unless you have a death wish, i had to do it baby but its ok now, your safe and he will never find you" he pushes himself inside of you slowly, making love to your body with soft deep thrusts and affirmations of his love.

The depth of his thrust rendering you speechless as he fucked you over and over. his hands dipping into your hips to keep you in place, not like you could escape him with your hands cuffed anyway.

Jungkook slowly, torturously bringing you to the edge of an orgasm over and over, pulling out at the wrong times just to make sure you would beg him for your release, he wanted you to want it , wanted you to crave him like he craved you.

he pulls out again before you were able to orgasm and you really do beg this time, your tongue dry from the amount of time you had been crying and pleading, you don't know if it had been days or hours, all you knew was that you wanted to cum.

the torturous flick of his fingers on your clit and the mean thrusts as he fucked you further to the edge, your wrists starting to bleed.

"why are you crying"

Jungkook looked angry, his face morphing into something unreadable as he fucked you harder.

"i don't want to hurt you but your just so beautiful and i couldn't help myself baby, you understand righ- OH STOP crying this is your fault why are you looking at me like that !" 

his voice scraped against the bottom of the floor from how deep it was. like dragging a piece of metal across the gravel road as his voice surrounded your ears.

Jungkook looked in pain as he watched you cry, words falling from his lips over and over as felt his high quickly approaching.

"why don't you love me, fuck, fuck, fuck"

the loud slam of his front door had him halting, his palm slapping hard over your mouth so fast it had you screaming in shock thinking he was about to hit you. he quiets you with a "shhh" as he listens for the sound, his phone rings suddenly, vibrating in his discarded pant pocket

he snatched his phone out of his pants, pulling out of you in the process and giving you a look of panic at the name flashed on his screen. "don't make a noise" you nod with teary eyes.

Jungkook's eyes widen, Jimin's voice filtering through the phone but that's not what made his blood turn cold, it was the fact that he could hear him downstairs, the click of his boots on the tiled floors of his home.

"Jungkook are you on the way to my office ? I'm waiting"

Jungkook got himself together putting his phone on speaker and with his hand still over your mouth he reached over to his bag he had discarded next to the bag, reaching in for the key of your cuffs.

"yea hyung I'm getting in the car now"

Jungkook's fingers were shaking as he rushed to unchain you and pull you from the bed, from lack of food and dehydration it was easy for him to push you around, pushing you into his closet along with himself.

your breath coming out in nothing but squeaks when you try and get the attention of the man on the other side of the phone. Jungkook's hand immediately clasping back around your mouth.

"what was that noise"

Jungkook swallowed to clear his throat from tightening, trying to breathe through his noise "what noise ? I'm in the car"

the silence on the other end of the line was worse then anything Jungkook had endured. the click of Jimins tongue the only thing to bring him back. "i see, ill see you soon Jungkook"

And with that Jimin hung up the phone but his footsteps were still heard from downstairs, the sounds of kitchen cabinets being opened but Jungkook pulled his attention to you, your eyes fearful but barley open.

he pulled you up against the wall of his closet, your legs around his waist and his hand over your mouth as you protest with soft whines. 

Jungkook was still horny, despite his life being on the line with Jimin downstairs he didn't really care, this is what you did to him and he just wanted to show you.

"if Jimin finds us he just might kill me so i need you to be quiet baby" he pushed inside of you, removing his hand as he came to lift you further up against the wall. you were a mess of droll and dizzy eyes. 

Jungkook was absolutely fucking insane, fucking into you harshly almost like he wanted to be heard. you wrap your arms around his neck, breathing heavy as he pushed you down on his cock endlessly

"oh fuck, Jungkook" 

your out grown fingernails pull him in, his shoulder muscles bulging under the weight of your hands.

Jungkook was spilling into you, his teeth at your neck to muffle his euphoric grunts but it really didn't matter when light was suddenly filtering into your eyes. Jungkook falling to the floor still inside of you, trying to block you from hurting yourself and banging his head on the wooden floor as a result.

his hands release where they had been on your hips to come up to his temple, the throbbing pain and slight ringing in his ears making everything blurry.

You are not far off, high vanishing from your body as your eyes meet the familiar shiny boot. his shoe alone making you freeze, looking up with blurred eyes to see Jimin. a smile on his face and glass filled with auburn liquid in his hand.

The clank of ice in the glass the only thing you could hear apart from Jungkook's heavy breathing and his groans of pain

Jungkook tries to sit up but is shoved back down with a shoe at his chest.

"you never really can tame a street rat, can you bun"

Jungkook's whimper was the last thing you heard before it all went black.

notes: part 3 ? also just wanna say im not a jikooker, im about that ot7 poly agenda meaning i love all ships and dynamics, also i may include some underlining or very noticeable lbgtq+ in my writing cause I'm in that community and i feel comforted by it. 

[istoleurgurl]

Another empty threat

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Jungkook x reader. Gif not mine.

Warnings:mentions of suicide, guns. Uh yea.

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His smile isn't just any smile. Actually you've come to see it as a threat, because it is a threat. There are some rules you made for yourself aside from the ones he's already given you.

"Y/n"

Your eyes shot up to his, watching him smile slowly as your pupils dilate. Is this really how it's about to happen? You knew he was capable of this.

"Jungkook" you spoke softly. "Can you give me a chance to explain?"

He sighed thru his nose, finger twiddling with the trigger showing his erge to pull.

"Ok. You wanna explain why i found an envelope full of MY money taped to the bottom of the dresser drawer? How abt the new passport under the floorboard in the kitchen? Can you explain why you had a flight booked for tommorow morning to Chicago?"

You licked your lips feeling parched. Yes all of that was you and you can't really hide that. Of course you could try and blame it on the maid, but why would she do that. And how did he find out? It was the maid actually, so really you couldn't blame her anyway, because there's camera's everywhere.

"I- I can't make any excuses for my behavior, but I want you to know that I have some very good reasons for wanting to leave"

He shoves the gun closer to your forehead as your knees begin to turn red from rubbing against the carpet. "Name them and i'll judge wether they are good or not"

Well that's not gonna go your way. Nothing is ever a good excuse to leave him. He always reminds you "you are lucky" and "you can be replaced" and "your ungrateful" because he gives you "everything". Yes you love him. It's very dangerous to love him.

"Speak"he says bringing you back again.

"F-for starters, you know my mother is sick. I want to see her before she dies. Also, I-I can never leave this house without you going with me. You threaten me with my life all the time. You humiliate me infront of your colleagues."

You watch as his tongue pushes against his cheek, bitter smirk on his lips as he pushes the gun closer.

"I'm gonna kill you"

A tear slips from your eyes. "Should that scare me? You said you can replace me at anytime. If you dont do it then I will. I've wanted it for a while now"

"I own you y/n. You can't do anything without my permission. And that means you can't even kill yourself without my say so"

You choose not to speak any further, because at this point you either die or continue living in this house with him and both outcomes are not exactly what you want and whatever else you say will not change or decide what will happen. Once he has a thought in his mind he doesnt change it, so if his intention is to kill you then you will die, but if this is just to scare you, then you are scared. If living with a mafia boss has taught you anything it's that he never turns back on his thought.

"So what now y/n? You gonna beg me to keep you alive for another day? I would like that very much"his voice is gravel scrapping at your skin while you kneel beneath him. So he wants you to beg to live your life? And beg you shall, because your to scared to die unlike when you were in the seventh grade listening to music abt being suicidal. You've always been an attention seeker, but when faced with a life or death situation just shows how you really are.

Your gulp echoes thru his office. "P-please jungkook. Please let me live"

His smile not leaving his face since this whole situation started.

"Please don't kill me, kookie. I do love you. Wether you believe me or not that's the truth"

His teeth grit as he suddenly points the gun to the wall behind you, shooting six times exactly.

Of course now your crying. Your nose scrunched up as you hear the dry wall fall and hit the floor.

"leave. Now"

With that you jump to your feet and scurry twards his office door opening it and closing it with speed but gently.

And so you live another day.

[redsaurrce]

BEST OF ME

YandereJungkook x fem!reader

Warnings: Suggestive, Profanity, kissing

Synopsis: A best girl like you deserves nothing but the best

Word count: 849 !

Author's note: My first work in yandere category, enjoy my deep shit writing *cries and runs away*

"You know I like you right?" You asked the question while Jungkook fiddled with the table cloth as he looked at you.

Your eyes eager for an answer.. several seconds felt like eternity. Were you already getting rejected? Jungkook's eyes flickered, a lump seemed to form in his throat, he didn't like the pain in your eyes.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I knew you like me but I'm afraid I can't say the same." Your heart broke at his words and Jungkook's heart broke at the site. But he knows well, he knows that he's the only one left you can turn to for comfort after getting turned down by your crush Jeong-hwan sitting next to Jungkook.

Earlier you've asked Jeong-hwan to meet up but didn't expect his best friend, Jungkook, who have become your close friend as well in the past few days to show up along with him.

The hot drinks that was for the three of you kept on the same table was getting cooler as it remained untouched.

"Um.. I understand." You said while shifting your focus to the drink.

"I'm grateful Y/N. I'll take my leave then." He said as he took his jacket off the chair and walked away.

Jungkook was still sitting there, waiting for you to say something.

This isn't right, you shouldn’t be so sad, it's not like you were turned down by him. "Y/N you wanna grab a drink?" You looked at him after hearing his offer, about to breakdown any moment.

You lightly and lazily nodded at the idea, it was already getting dark but you didn't mind going all blank tonight.

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He drove you to a bar, an expensive bar. From now on he must treat you to the best things, best bar, best car, best house, best gifts and become the best boyfriend.

You both walked to the counter and he ordered you the best wine, strong enough. He looked at your face as you took a sip, "He shouldn't have led me on like this if he knew I liked him." Your tears threatening to spill.

Jungkook quickly held your nape and shifted himself closer for a hug, he felt his chest getting wet, you were crying he figured.

Ugh he hated it so much. "What an asshole." He murmured with anger. You sobbed, he was right.

You squeezed his shirt as your cries got louder which was muffled as you he squeezed you a bit more in his hug.

You finally broke the hug and looked at him, "Why are you here? You are his best friend. " You asked as you finally managed to gather your thoughts. He blinked.

Best friend? Never! It was a facade to get close to you, he likes to be the best, even if it meant to become the best friend of your crush and then threaten him in the best way possible to never lurk around you ever again.

He shook his head, "Not anymore after I saw his true colors."

You gulped, true colors he says? Then what were your colors? Why did it look like that his face was getting closer.. that too..for a.. kiss? And you were equally tempted to crash your lips in those.

What the fuck. You internally shook yourself, snap out of it Y/N!

"Y/N would you like to take a revenge on him?" He asked you, his eyes suddenly turning darker, he looked intimidating.

"Revenge?" You raised your eyebrows, you swear you hadn't had enough shots of that expensive wine still you found yourself getting high.

"Yes, baby." And it didn't take a second for him to lean and attach his lips to yours. You were drunk, it was a drunk move, your drunken tendencies kept wanting to get drunker, it kept wanting to keep kissing him because he made sure to give you the best kiss.

You both detached yourselves while panting for air, he leaned further down to kiss your exposed collarbone. A sensation of electricity ran down your spine. Lord he loved your reflexes so much, it turns him on like a maniac.

He lightly bit on your neck and you threw your head back, everything happening in public, in the bar but nobody really paid attention.

So what if nobody did? What was he doing? What were you doing?

You opened your eyes and looked across his shoulder, you spotted Jeong-hwan sitting at a corner looking at you both while a girl was sitting on top of his lap.

You looked at otherside and whispered to Jungkook, "Revenge you say? Alright I'm in."

Jungkook smirked, his devious plan worked so smoothly, for the best ofcourse.

For a long time he'd have rejected so many girls but the moment he saw you talk so confidently in front of your parents' company boss- his parents, he was so mesmerized by your aura that he knew you were his best girl and you both would be the best couple- the power couple!

"Sure enough baby!" And he knew that from today onwards you will never leave him because he's the best for you. He will prove it to you.

Tysm for reading, feedback is HIGHLY appreciated mwah 💖

[blessedtobebangtan]

jungkook 13 pretty please

" I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”

trigger warning(s): mention of the mafia, yandere themes, manipulation, cursing, mentions of abuse, bondage and restraints, toxic themes

word count: 1K

a/n: wow, this requested a while back, but i am slowly trying to clear out my drafts and finish these requests for you all. i would really just expect random posts like these from time to time to be honest because i really have to be in the mood to write because forcing it is the worst. but nonetheless, please enjoy loves.

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Your head bowed and your eyes found the floor to be the most interesting thing for the past couple of days. Your mind began to go blank being isolated for the past couple of days and you were beginning to lose consciousness. Bruises littered almost every inch of your body making every move you made feel like a sharp stab to your flesh. Your wrist and arms ached from the restraints that held you to the wall. The collision of your knees to that hard cement floor made you lose feelings in your legs hours ago, but a stinging pain would return every couple of hours for a reminder of your current situation.

Everything was good until it wasn’t. That’s how it always is with Jungkook. One second, he’s happy and loving towards you like it’s the last time he’ll see you. He’s the irresistible, sweet man you fell in love with, and he makes you feel like the only woman in the world.

The next second he is a mafia leader, who doesn’t take the slightest ounce of opposition from you and will do anything to make you fear his authority. And he never failed to.

He brought you to the basement of his mansion, but to you it was a torture chamber. Where Jungkook would inflict a word of pain onto you in a matter of minutes, where you were hidden from the world, but every inch of your being discovered by him, where you were kept for days at a time for not having his dinner ready by the time he got home.

Every time you thought you feared him as much as you could, Jungkook proved there was always more room for fear.

The door across the room began to creak ever so quietly and you immediately knew who it was without lifting your gaze. Maybe yesterday or the first day, you would have been engulfed by your fears hearing the noise. But after what you endured last night, you didn’t have the energy to cower into yourself.

His shoes clicked against the ground, breaking the everlasting silence that had taken over the room. You waited patiently with your head down, not having the strength to look at that monster.

Jungkook's eyes never left you, he watched as you found it hard to breathe and your inhales of air sounded like that of an injured animal. The way your body shook from the cold, crisp air and the soreness that consumed your muscles and joints with every passing hour.

You hushed your breathing feeling his intimidating aura hang over your body. The smell of his signature cologne invaded your nostrils like some type of illegal drug that you should’ve never taken in the first place.

Jungkook’s hand reached out and made contact with your messy hair, softly brushing his hands as you let him be too weak to fight back anymore.

“ Good morning, my love.”, he spoke softly in contrast to his voice the last time he visited. You groaned quietly as his hands traveled down to your face caressing you gently.

“ Please don’t hurt me.”, you softly begged, your voice barely strong enough to speak anymore after not being fed or given water for two days.

Despite the pain that shot through your body, you slowly made an effort to look up at the man who claimed to love you. His eyes were dark, but unreadable at that moment.

“ I’ve never hurt you before, Y/N.”, he stated with a sincere expression of concern, bringing your face up, so you caught a glimpse of his expression. He smiled a psychotic smile and licked his bottom lip, “ I’ve only ever helped you, princess.”

You shook your head at him with quivering lips and sniffling quietly, “ This is helping me ? Keeping me trapped in here, punishing me whenever I make you mad, that’s not h-helping me. It just feels like you hate me.”, you trembled over your words, scared to say something that would piss him off.

He clicked his tongue in disagreement, almost disappointed at your accusations. His hand glided over a fresh bruise on your left cheek causing you to cringe and jerk your head from his touch. Your eyes watered in seconds as all of your feelings went into the fresh bruise and tears fell one by one.

Your reaction didn’t fazeJungkook or offend him at all, but only made him feel more powerful and slightly aroused. He smirked to himself as your hushed sobs filled his ears as a gift.

“ Of course, I don’t hate you.”, his tone laced with disappointment, “ I could never hate the love of my life, however sometimes you need a reminder of my love- how you receive it is of your own jurisdiction.”

“ I only do these things because I love you.”

Silently you reminded yourself of the last days of your life, how he’d beaten you within an inch of your life and was now blaming it all on you. What the fuck did you get yourself into?

Jungkook watched you intently waiting for a response that would never come, you had nothing left to say. You were disgusted, scared and broken. You couldn’t begin to speak against him because you hadn’t the strength to as of right now and there was too much to say. He didn’t want to admit that your silence might have hurt his feelings a bit because in his eyes he really did love you and he was expressing himself in the best way possible. He just loved harder than anyone you had before.

He sucked his teeth in annoyance and proceeded his speech with sincerity, " I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”

The sound of keys hitting each other awoke you from your trance of silence, you looked back up and found Jungkook holding these keys that would release you from your imprisonment. A small ounce of joy infused into your brain as he looked over to you with a single eyebrow raised.

“ Now, if you’re done with your deranged accusations of my love for you..”, he bent down, so that you and he held eye contact smiling sweetly, “ let’s get you back upstairs because I’ve missed the delicious breakfast you make for me every morning.”

[sunshine-and-kookies]

Venom

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Summary-> With an impending hurricane tailing your city's shore, your despair to seek shelter elsewhere was off the charts.

Fortunately for you, your brother's best friend had ample amount of space for you in his abode.

Unfortunately for you, he has just as much leeway in his heart, prompting you to consider, maybe the hurricane was a safer choice in the first place.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Pairing: Soft!Yandere Jeongguk x Reader

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Genre: Angst, Fluff, Yandere

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Warnings: Manipulation, Gas-lighting, stifling toxic relationship, dub con subtle touching, Jeongguk being a major red flag with no sense of boundaries , Jeongguk has a skewed moral compass.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Word count: 1.7k

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Disclaimer: This standalone piece delves into themes that may be triggering or dark in nature. It is important to note that the behaviors portrayed by Jungkook are purely fictional and do not reflect his real-life character. Reader discretion is advised. Minors are discouraged from engaging with this content. Remember, plagiarism is a serious offense.

“Copyright @sunshine-and-kookies 2024. All rights reserved. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

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Lugging your suitcase on the pristine white marble floor of the high-end complex, you briskly pace towards the elevator. Gingerly clicking the button to the topmost floor of the estate, you heave a sigh of relief. Navigating through the bustling streets of Seoul, especially on a busy Monday, has worn you out to the brink of exhaustion. The elevator dinged, prompting you to get inside.

The aftermath of the upheaval caused by the cyclone in your city forced you to abandon your dilapidated apartment building.

With a tear-stricken face and no roof over your head, you had to resort to calling your brother in the wee hours of dawn. 

Long story short, you were to house with a colleague of his, Jeon Jeongguk, temporarily until your apartment was refurbished.

Wringing your wrists together, you mull over how to introduce yourself.

Talking to people was never your forte, and sharing a roof with a man to whom you would be forever indebted had you conjuring up greetings to make a good first impression.

Scrambling through the elevator vault, you trudge towards the large mahogany door of the penthouse, rapping your knuckles on it.

You could discern light footsteps sauntering towards the door. 

With half a mind to turn around and beat a hasty retreat, your grip on the handle of the suitcase tightens. 

The door opens, and the first thing you see is a mop of curled, disheveled, black locks before a face pops out. 

Jeon Jeongguk was in a league of his own. 

With shimmering dark doe eyes that turned into crescent moons at the sight of you, a tall, well-defined nose that scrunched endearingly, a jawline sculpted by Adonis himself, and lips so cushiony, that had you biting yours to stifle lunging at his for a taste.

Gaping like a fish out of the sea, you thrust your hand towards him and mutter a meek, "I'm Y/N. It is a pleasure to meet you."

He chortles.

Smacking your outstretched hand and pulling you into his embrace.

He holds you for a moment before bellowing with a charming grin, "Ah, Y/N, the pleasure is all mine. But I would rather you drop the formalities. Your brother and I are great friends after all."

"Of course. I'm just very grateful that you're letting me stay at your place on such short notice. I'm sorry for inconveniencing you."

With a playful twinkle in his eye, he quips, "Inconvenience? Darling, having you here is anything but. Trust me, it's not an inconvenience in the slightest."

You bashfully nod and murmur, "I'll try to stay out of your way as much as possible."

His smile fades instantly, his expression hardening as he retorts with a clenched jaw. "You staying out of my way? That's not why you're here, Y/N. I want you to feel comfortable, not like you have to tiptoe around."

You offer him a sheepish quirk of your lips, distracting him from his ire as he glances at the curve of your plush lips. His eyes darken the longer he stares.

Perturbed by the sudden attention, you let out a light cough, breaking him out of his reverie.

His hand finds purchase on the small of your back as he grabs hold of your luggage. Opening the door wider, his smile widens as he motions for you to enter. "Shall we?" he asks with a charismatic grin, his demeanor back to inviting and reassuring.

Without waiting for your response, he ushers you inside, his hand still curled around your waist, almost possessively.

He closes the door behind him, his gaze lingering on you for a moment too long before he speaks, "Make yourself comfortable, second door to the right. I'll get you something to drink."

Once he leaves you to settle in, you try to shake off the feeling of his intense, almost palpable gaze by entering your temporary bedroom and taking in your grand surroundings.

The bedroom exudes opulence at every turn. The walls are draped in expensive silk wallpaper, a deep shade of burgundy that exudes richness and warmth. Swathes of velvet curtains drape elegantly around the bed. 

The bedding is a decadent ensemble of Egyptian cotton sheets, adorned with embroidered patterned motifs in gold thread, and a plush velvet duvet. A gleaming chandelier that hung from the ceiling added to the room's grandeur. The room was regal and lavish in every sense.

Unpacking the suitcase, you arrange your clothes in the walk-in wardrobe. Your hands unfurl your lace underwear, smoothing out the wrinkles left in their wake.

"What are you doing?"

A shriek escapes you as you hide your hands behind your back. 

"N-Nothing." 

"Y/n, I'm not going to repeat myself. You're living in my house now, and I'll have you know I will not appreciate you hiding anything from me."

Your lack of response prompts the irate man to grab your forearms before gripping whatever you were hiding from him.

He stills.

He clutches the offending item in his hand like his life depends on it.

You wanted the ground to swallow you instantly.

Mortified, you lurch towards him and take your panties back, eyeing him incredulously.

He quickly apologizes, cheeks flushing red. "I'm really sorry, Y/N," he says, his voice softening.

"I shouldn't have invaded your privacy like that." he says, though his tone lacks genuine remorse.

You accept the underwear with a wary look, your expression guarded. "Just... please don't do that again," you say, voice tinged with a mix of irritation and distrust.

He nods, feigning contrition as he tries to mask his growing arousal.

"Of course not," he assures you, biting back a grin, though a mischievous glint remains in his eyes.

"Anyways, freshen up, Y/N. I'm sure the travel must have been very taxing for you."

You nod hesitantly. "Sure, but please don't worry yourself preparing dinner. I'm already full."

"You don't get a choice, Y/N. What I say goes. No skipping meals under my watch."

You're about to protest, but he ushers you inside the washroom.

"Get in now. Don't forget your underwear this time." He jibes playfully.

The smile Jeongguk adorned slipped off the moment you closed the door.

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Living with Jeongguk entailed a lot of things. 

He was as capricious as one could get.

He was sweet. Eliciting chuckles from you as you both do your laundry, feeding you strawberries as you sit on the kitchen counter watching him cook, and taking playful jibes at you as you both compete playing overwatch. He spoiled you, and you let him.

This was undoubtedly your first mistake.

What began as sweet gestures soon morphed into stifling control. He was overbearingly caring and fussy, ensuring you ate all your meals on time.

His overprotective nature was omnipresent as he made sure to drop and pick you up from college, glaring at anyone he deemed a threat to his "best friend's sister." 

With each passing day, his grip tightened, his possessiveness growing like a creeping vine, wrapping around your life and choking out your independence.

He monitored your every move, criticizing your outfit choices, isolating you from your friends, and slowly making you depend solely on him. For entertainment, for affection, for food, and for shelter. Until your resolve broke. 

You began to question, and push back against his control. But for every step you took towards freedom, he pulled you two steps back, manipulating your emotions with expert precision.

The sweetness of his gestures became tainted with manipulation, his spoiling ways a guise for his insidious intentions. You no longer wish to be the passive recipient of his spoiling ways.

"I'm not asking you for permission, Jeongguk. I'm telling you that I'm moving back to my place. It has been renovated, and there is no need for me to stay here anymore."

The weight of his gaze bore down on you as you hear him let out an indignant scoff. "That's cute."

You arch a brow, encouraging him to elaborate.

He grins. "It's cute you think you can leave whenever you please, baby." He hums contentedly, approaching you with a confident gait.

Your brow furrows at his dismissive response, a mixture of frustration and determination coursing through your veins. His words were like a slap in the face, a stark reminder of the power imbalance that had sullied your relationship.

But you refused to cower in the face of his arrogance, standing your ground as he closed the distance between you with a smug grin. His confidence radiated like a suffocating aura, but you refused to let it intimidate you.

Caught in his tight grasp, you struggled against his hold, feeling the pressure of his fingers like steel clamps on your arm.

"I won't let you go," he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness as he tightened his grip, refusing to release you from his grasp.

"Don't you get it, Y/N? You came here on your own volition, but you only leave on mine."

Thrashing against him, you realize the extent of his obsession. The one that has sucked you into perilous doom.

"I've known you're mine since the day I saw you drop Tae's lunch in the office. How naive of him to think I'll befriend him without an axe to grind."

Your eyebrows furrow at that.

"People like him are just pawns in my world. Pawns without an ounce of dignity. Why do you think brother dearest asked you to live with a colleague of his rather than his own house, that too in the face of adversity?"

Your eyes widen with disbelief as you still in his hold. 

"Like I said baby, the only one you should rely on is me. I'll keep you safe."

He smirks as he sees the fight in you leave. A sense of resignation washing over you.

"Now be a good girl and kiss me."

Jeon Jeongguk was a lot of things.

He was charming, charismatic, and possessive to a fault.

But above all else, he was a master manipulator, skilled in the art of twisting words and emotions, tailored to suit his own desires.

You learned it the hard way. 

The hurricane you escaped was a safer, more viable option than residing with this monster.

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M A S T E R L I S T

“Copyright @sunshine-and-kookies 2024. All rights reserved. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”

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Key: [☁️–> angst 🥰–> fluff 🫦–>smut ⚠️–>yandere]

𝖩𝖤𝖮𝖭 𝖩𝖤𝖮𝖭𝖦𝖦𝖴𝖪

V E N O M {☁️,🥰,⚠️}

U N H I N G E D part 1 part 2 {☁️,🥰,🫦,⚠️}

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If you still take requests from your promp list could I request #33 with JJK 😚

" you want to pretend to be in pain- i’ll show you true pain.”

trigger warning(s): mention of the mafia, abuse, suggestion of rape, cursing, non-con, manipulation, trauma 

word count: 1.6K

a/n: i really hope this met your expectations because i put a lot of work into this and i’m pretty proud of it :) i will probably be taking a bit of a break but not longer than two days so continue requesting and i will get as much done as fast as i can for you guys. also send me asks so i can talk to you guys !!

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You stared at the white, silk dress that laid on your bed. The one you were supposed to be wearing to Jungkook's dinner celebration tonight, that was currently just starting downstairs. Apparently, he had some kind of huge deal that was very successful- you weren’t entirely sure because you never really wanted to be affiliated with his mafia business, so you pretty much had to attend.

But, just a couple of nights ago, you and Jungkook got into an argument that resulted in you being punished. It was the worst one yet, it went on for hours and he even left you there on your knees to think about your actions. You’ve been in pain ever since and bruises were still forming nicely on your stomach and legs as if you were a canvas to his art.

There was no way you were going to celebrate when you were hurting this bad- and in all honesty, you didn’t want to be anywhere near him.

You were zoned out as you gently rubbed your purple and blue wrists that you didn’t even footsteps coming up the stairs. 

“ Y/N, are you up there ?”, a voice called out for you and you knew exactly who it was by the way your name was called- only one man could cause such great fear just by saying your name.

You jumped up from your seat on the bed and called back in a small voice, “ Yes, I am.”.

You waited patiently for him to come into the room and prepared yourself to tell him your news.

There was a soft knock at the door before it opened fully revealing Jungkook, his eyes darting over to you. Jungkook was dressed in an all-black Givenchy suit matched with black studded earrings that only made him look even more intimidating and scarier than he was. His jet black, curly hair that was still partially wet from the shower fell freely in front of his eyes.

He looked you up and down with an eyebrow raised at your attire, “ Baby, why aren’t you dressed, there are some guests downstairs for you to meet.”, he softly shut the door behind him and your heart dropped into your stomach scared he might already be angry.

You took a slight step backwards one that he didn’t seem to notice and cleared your throat quietly. He watched silently as you fiddled with your fingers and rocked from one foot to the other.

“ Jungkook, I’m not going.”, you quickly said to get it over with and averted your eyes to the floor too scared to look at him.

“ What did you just say to me, Y/N ?”, you heard his voice raise as your heart began to beat faster.

You swallowed thickly and looked back up at him with your arms crossed over your chest, “I-I just don't feel well enough to attend your celebration, that’s all.”

His brown, doe eyes were dark and squinted in your direction as if he was trying to read your mind, “ I have very important people downstairs to meet and it is mafia tradition to have your partner by your side, so you will attend.”

You sucked your teeth feeling a sudden wave of agitation pass over you and you shook your head at him, “ If you haven’t noticed, I am not in the best shape to be standing for hours- I need to rest, please.”, you finished calmer than you started.

“ You did this to yourself, baby.”, Jungkook said in an eerily calm tone and cracked a smile as if he were proud of what he’d done, “ You get punished because you never know when to shut that pretty little mouth of yours- just like now.”

He said it so easily as if it actually made sense and he truly believed what he was saying- that he didn't overreact and that you were the reason, you were so miserable.

“ So, I’m the reason that you beat me for hours and left me tied up until the next morning ?”, your voice cracked as you weakly pointed to yourself, “ And I deserved all of the bruises because I made you angry ?”

“ Don’t try to act fucking innocent, now, Y/N.”, he yelled as he began to take steps towards you causing you to inch backwards with every step he took, “ You misbehave and I always try to give you a chance to fix your attitude- so, once I finally give you what you deserve, I’m the bad guy, right ?”

You walked until your back hit the cold wall and memories from nights ago flooded your mind at once. 

He hovered over you letting out a devious chuckle, “ I should fuck you up, right now for even thinking such things, don’t you think, kitten ?”, he questioned slamming a hand right next your head.

“ Just leave me alone, Jungkook.”, you muttered as he hovered without saying a word, “ I’m in serious pain.”

“ Pain ?”, he mocked you softly as he brought one of his hands up to rest on your hips and slowly dug his fingers nails into you, you pushed him off with all of your force to get him to stop.

Jungkook stumbled back a couple of steps his eyes darting back at you like a mad-man and your eyes widened as you realized what you’d done, “ I’m so sorry, Jun-”

Before you could finish, he quickly grabbed a fistful of your hair with a painfully tight grip causing you to yelp at the feeling, “ If you want to pretend to be in pain- I’ll show you true pain.”. With those final words he threw you onto the bed making you bounce a couple of times.

Tears instantly blurred your vision as you struggled to get off of your back,  your worst nightmare seemed to be repeating itself, “ Pl-please, I-I’m sorry, Jungkook.”, you continued to plead as you backed away from him, but your back hit the headboard, finally your tears fell and rolled fast down your cheeks.

His stare was dazed and focused at the same time as his eyes never left your small figure,“ I thought you would have learned your lesson from the last time, but apparently- I’m going to have to try something a little different.”, he said pulling off his suit jacket and throwing it into the corner of the room which confused you a bit. 

But, his meaning became clearer as he cracked a smile and began to tug at his belt. It was then that you realized- you were going to get something far worse than a beating. 

Your sobs became louder and you quickly brought your knees to your chest to try and protect yourself.

Jungkook ran his tongue over his bottom lip with a sick smirk on his face, “ Don’t cry now, kitten.”, he reached out and took hold of your ankle, pulling you out of your formation and closer to him.

Before you could try and escape again, Jungkook placed his weight on top of you and trapped you between his arms. You tried to push him off of you, but you were still weak and he was already such a fit guy, so you knew you didn’t stand a chance.

This was the ultimate fear. The fear of someone you trusted and loved so much  turning into someone you couldn’t recognize and having so much power over you that you couldn’t even defend yourself.

He slowly trailed kisses from your wet cheek down your neck and began to suck on your soft spots where he knew you were most vulnerable making you let out an unwanted moan, “ How about some new bruises, princess ?”, he whispered with an insane look on his face and his cold hands began to travel up your sides and lift up your dress.

You continued to struggle making it harder for him until he took hold of your wrists and pinned them above your head with an unneeded amount of strength making you wince at the pain.

Jungkook shifted to one hand to hold your wrists and began to finish taking off his belt until there was a loud knock at the door making the both of you turn your heads.

“ Yes ?”, Jungkook said, clearly agitated with the person.

“ It’s Yoongi.”, he said as if it were obvious.

You turned your head back at Jungkook to discover he was already looking down at you with a blank expression.

“ We are busy, right now.”, he said as he raised an eyebrow at you and you mouthed ‘ please ‘ to him in hopes there was still time to change his mind.

“ Jungkook, Y/N, you guys can fuck later- we’re all waiting for you to come down and speak.”, Yoongi said in an irritated tone.

Jungkook stared at you without blinking and nodded, “ We’re coming, hyung.”

It was silent as you heard footsteps begin to become lighter as he made his way back downstairs. The man hovering over you released your wrists without hesitation and silently got off of your body heading to the corner to retrieve his jacket.

You quickly sat up on the bed and pulled down your dress, sniffling quietly. Jungkook put on the jacket and turned to you with a small smile, he walked back over to you, but you didn’t move as you were still a bit shocked from what was about to happen.

“ Get cleaned up and meet me in fifteen minutes, princess.”, he said nonchalantly and kissed your forehead softly before making his way to the door. “ We’ll talk about this later, tonight.”, he said, closing the door behind him with a smile.

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