Pairing:gang leader! Jungkook x Gang leader! reader
Description: Lucki and Jungkook must inform each other’s gangs of their new found alliance, and they may have to go to deep lengths to prove the seriousness of it: a length that Lucki personally disagrees with. They begin to practice their selling point, and find that pretending to date might not be so bad.
Contains: groping, kissing, making out
Taglist: @lchimmyl @bloodline1632 @namjooncrabs @zoroscrustyboogers0 @monochrome-707 @babyblue0t7
A/N: my official comeback after my hiatus 🤭. How have you guys been?? I had a mini comeback but I disappeared for a bit after. I’ve just had quite a lot on my plate. I appreciate all of the nice messages you guys have sent me. I love you all and I look at your messages everytime I feel down or tired. Enjoy!!
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Jungkook and Lucki took a turn out of the bodega, strutting at each of their own paces down the side wall, side by side. Each person had a lot on their mind, more or less having to do with having to kiss and make out.
For Lucki, she was, as usual, experiencing her feelings in a childish way. She fooled herself into gagging at the very thought of even touching Jungkook. The tiniest bit of intimacy could’ve caused her to self-destruct. Like a fourth grader, she felt like she hated Jungkook, even though she couldn’t deny the butterflies in her stomach. We’re they nervous butterflies? She lacked the understanding to comprehend exactly where they were coming from. Her mind was frightened by what Jungkook would propose.
Jungkook on the other hand, was excited. He was frightened too, frightened of overstepping boundaries accidentally and Lucki suddenly cutting him off once again. Terrified of creating a rift between him and y/n like last time, even though it was mutual. His anxiety kept rearing it’s ugly head. Jungkook knew exactly what he was feeling, he just couldn’t express his emotions because his fears were nearly eating him alive.
Lucki knew that the best way to deal with her unknown emotions were to act on what her subconscious thoughts were telling her to do. In her mind, practicing being a couple in private would make it easier for them to fake.
However, she proposed that they shouldn’t touch in private.
The larger debate in Luckis mind was blocking out the two sentences Jungkook would utter every two minutes to fill the silence. Jungkooks voice became increasingly quieter as Lucki’s thoughts grew boisterously.
Suddenly, Jungkook felt Y/ns course hand grab his soft hand, almost like a toddler loosely attaching themself to their parents hand. Jungkook nearly froze, but steadied his walking pace instead. He was happy that he thought fast enough to not show his emotions on his sleeve, the emotions still being that he was anxious about this entire thing.
What are you doing….. he wanted so badly to utter, but he was even too afraid to ask such a question of such simple caliber. Instead, he watched Lucki, trying to use the power of intuition to correctly determine her next move but, no avail.
“We’re getting close to my place,” Lucki stammered. Her subconscious mind had taken control of her bodily movements, but her inner monologue absolutely cringed at the fact that she was holding Jungkooks hand. Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, her technical arch nemesis for what should’ve been lifelong.
What choice did she have though? Life hadn’t gone the way she wanted and at this point and within this timeline, she was forced to join hands with the man she decided she despised. Life was known to play cruel jokes on people and now it was Luckis turn. The only thing she could do was feign maturity about the situation until she really felt the feeling she faked.
“I figured we can practice a bit and make it look more natural to them. They won’t believe us if we’re so stiff like how we are now.”
Jungkook resumed his sight on the sidewalk in front of him. He understood where she was coming from, and the idea made perfect sense.
“Ok,” he said. “Speaking of practice, um, would you want to practice anything else before we arrive to your place?”
Dammit, she’s gonna get mad, Jungkook cursed himself in his head. He wasn’t sure why he asked the question, he figured he was trying his best to fill the awkward aura of the air.
“Don’t push your luck, Jeon.”
Jungkook squeezed Luckis hand softly, trying to send her a message through the gesture. “Come on, you know I didn’t mean it that way at all.”
Lucki scoffed, already disgusted at the thought of going any further than this hand holding crime they were committing. Then, a thought creeped up into her head, reminding her that it wasn’t about her disgust, but for the greater good. Her thoughts repeated, fake it till you make it.
“Fine,” she began. She huffed, deciding to settle with her mind and truly begin to act mature again. “I guess if you wanna practice a little kiss, we can. Only because I think we can really seal the deal with a kiss.”
Jungkook almost froze again, not thinking she would suggest a kiss.
“What? Don’t chicken out now, Jungkook. You’re the one who asked.”
Jungkook cleared his throat. “It’s not that. I just didn’t think you would suggest…I don’t know…kissing….so quickly. You’re the one who seems so hesitant to do everything.”
“Me?! It’s you who’s acting like a scared virgin.”
Jungkook sighed in defeat. “Whatever.”
The pair continued their stride, hand in hand for what seemed like eternity. In reality, they weren’t holding hands for even five minutes. To them, even a minute of this torture was too long. But was it really torture though? Was it really uncomfortable?
They both ignored the booming question.
“Ok, we’re here,” Lucki said as she stopped. Jungkook followed her lead, stopping before he examined their position and the setting.
“Lucki, this is an alleyway.”
Lucki rolled her eyes. “Didn’t I say we were gonna practice a little kiss before we get there? My place is right past this alleyway.”
Lucki turned Jungkooks body toward hers and stared into his eyes for a moment. Jungkook startled at the beginning, but softened his gaze as he looked into Luckis lovely eyes. Her eyes were like…home. Her gaze held a familiarity he couldn’t quite understand. Maybe it was the fact that the memories came flooding back to him, but he couldn’t be sure. All he knew was that he was fond of whatever this feeling was.
Lucki fought the urge to turn away from him. Staring into Jungkooks eyes was like opening a can of worms, a can of worms she wasn’t ready to stomach. Lucki was opposite of Jungkook, as in she knew exactly what the problem was. Her heart never truly healed from the pain Jungkook had caused it. Looking into his eyes was causing the bandaid she put over her wound to lift. She felt she wasn’t ready, but her mind already decided against her heart. She had to do this, for the greater good.
Finally, as she put aside her intense feelings, Lucki took her hard hands and caressed Jungkooks soft cheeks, trying to set the mood for their next step. Even she knew these things couldn’t be rushed. Jungkook followed her lead once again, leaning toward her face with his eyes closed. Lucki sighed in relief, relishing in the fact that she wouldn’t have to look into his eyes as she kissed him.
Lucki gave Jungkook a little peck at first, starting light. She continued to guide Jungkooks lips, going farther than just a small kiss. Jungkook understood immediately, using his tongue to ask permission to take the kiss to new heights. His heart slammed back into his chest; he never thought within almost two days they would’ve gotten to this point of physicality. Kissing already? What was next?
Lucki accepted his gesture, opening her mouth to invite his tongue in. His tongue was like a key, her mouth, a lock. Their kiss was perfect, it was like Jungkook had studied her.
Luckis mind was becoming empty. No longer was her mind filled with thoughts of opposing this pairing. She began to act on her empty conscience, self respect leaving her body. Her hands leapt to Jungkooks neck now, applying small pressure where it felt best. Jungkook shamelessly whined into the kiss, not expecting such a thing so soon. He wasn’t upset, not at all. Quite the opposite actually.
Luckis hands continue to explore Jungkooks muscular frame. If she were blind, his body was braille, and she used her fingers to read his thoughts. Jungkook treated Luckis body like uncharted territory. His hands reluctantly moved from his sides to encase her frame. Jungkook wrapped Lucki in his arms, as if to say something. Please stay, I like this too much, don’t go. A message like this reverberated in the depths of his subconscious, and now his body was being controlled to mirror the wants of his deepest psych.
Finally both parties pulled away from the kiss. Jungkooks lips were red and plump, Luckis bruised from all their kissing. Jungkook panted, wanting more of whatever that was. Lucki began to frown, grabbing her hair and turning away from Jungkook.
“What the fuck was I doing? How could I let myself suck face with you? Of all people, you? I know I agreed to this and all but….”
Jungkook grabbed Luckis hand again, squeezing it like he was before. Once again, trying to use his body language to communicate. It’s ok, I’m here, don’t be upset.
“Lucki…it’s ok. We’re only doing this to make our people believe that we’re together. Nothing more, nothing less.”
Deep down, it hurt Jungkook to say what he said. He wanted them to kiss for reasons more than proving a fake relationship. If he were asked, he would say that kiss made him hard. It rocked his world. However, he believed Luckis emotions were more important than his. He didn’t want her to second guess herself or fall apart. They both needed her confidence and sharp abilities, and they couldn’t have that if she was going to have a crisis every time they kissed.
“You’re right.” Lucki simply said. She wished to say nothing else. If she even thought about it anymore she would freak out. Lucki decided to push her issues to the back of her mind for good now. Freaking out about this was showing her weakness, the one thing she hated to do, especially in front of Jungkook.
Starting again, they emerged from the dark alleyway, and began heading to Luckis place hand in hand. It wasn’t long before they both reached the door, shaking in anticipation. Lucki knew the longer they waited, the more they would have the urge to chicken out of this operation, and they couldn’t afford that.
“Well….here goes nothin.”
