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STUDY BREAK

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Synopsis: Where an Organic Chemistry study session gets completely derailed when Jimin and Jungkook decide to do some hands-on research into certain anatomical statistics.

Pairing: Uni Student Jungkook x Reader x Jimin

Word Count: 1,340

Warnings: mdni 18+, course language, smut

A/N: Hi beautiful people! ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ Consider this a 900+ followers gift!🫶🏽🫶🏽 Love ya💞

“It says to curl your fingers until you feel something spongey like.” Jungkook reads from the glowing device in the low lit dorm.

Your back is pressed to his chest, slumped slightly as he cups the underside of your caramel thigh. Practically sandwiching you in place between the bodies of your two best friends.

Jimin follows the instructions.

His fingers curling inside your drenched, velvety cunt. The both of them mesmerized as your syrupy wetness seeps out the deep pink of your inner flesh, coating Jimin’s pale fingers.

You whine around your panties stuffed in your mouth, feeling shy by your exposed position.

If you would have known the night was going to play out this way you would have shaved, slightly insecure of the bush sitting atop your mound. But Jungkook, nor Jimin, seem phased by the coarse, dark curls decorating your pussy.

Both clouded by lust, eager to bring you to climax.

“[+], be quiet,” Jungkook snaps, angling the phone closer toward Jimin so that he can read the instructions for himself. “Or I’ll stuff your mouth with something else. Jimin needs to focus.”

Jimin’s finger curl deeper inside you, causing your head to lull back in pleasure.

This is so wrong…but it feels so right.

The three of you were supposed to be studying. Exams are less than twenty-four hours away and you all had an Organic Chem midterm that could quite literally make or break your grade.

But of course, the two men had to get distracted. Jungkook jumping down a rabbit hole on the “harrowing” (in his words) statistics of female ejaculation.

The both of them completely surprised at the low demographic of women that can actually squirt.

And when you revealed how that statistic rang true for you as well, their interest in studying went completely out the window.

You’ve convinced yourself it’s the three hours of sleep you’re running on that got you in this predicament. Your critical thinking skills shot to shit.

But even on a good day, with eight full hours of sleep, there was no going back and forth with two regional debate team champions.

So, eager to shut them the fuck up and get back to studying, you caved.

But it appears your decision could potentially have detrimental consequences to your sheets.

Jimin’s pace is slow, clumsy at first as his fingers thrust into you. His middle and ring gradually sinking deeper, knuckle by knuckle, until they’re snug in your warmth.

Forced to watch, you fidget against Jungkook’s chest as Jimin’s digits collect a creamy ring of your arousal. The lewd, sticky smack of your unison raising hair bumps on your skin.

“Fuck, she’s fucking drenched already Kook,” Jimin preens thrusting his fingers inside you faster now, his confidence building as your body positively responds to his undoing.

His fingers make a “V” inside you, stretching you out before they come together, curling slightly as they brush the spot that has your spine liquifying.

You’d be outright lying to deny it feels good.

It feels beyond good.

It is euphoric.

Like all the stress and tension that coiled itself up tight in your body is finally unraveling in the most sinful way possible.

Jimin adds a third digit and you can’t help the loud whine that spills from around your gag. Nails digging crescent moons into Jungkook’s muscular thighs as you struggle to stay still.

While Jimin’s fingers may be short, it doesn’t take them long at all to find your g-spot. The heightened sensation completely foreign to you as your previous partners didn’t care in the slightest about your pleasure.

A pressure like never before begins to build at your pelvis. So consuming you can’t even keep still. Toes curling up, vision dotting as your body writhes in pleasure.

Jungkook plants a reassuring kiss against the side of your head, whispering lowly, “Don’t fight it pretty.”

He pulls your sodden panties out of your mouth, flinging the lace lazily somewhere in the dorm as he mumbles about wanting to hear you.

You tremble desperately in Jungkook’s hold. Jimin flat out finger fucking you now. Drilling his digits into your sopping wet pussy.

The sounds are almost pornographic. Your moans mixing with Jungkook’s heavy breathing, Jimin’s groans, and the repetitive squelch of his fingers inside.

It’s becoming too much.

“Jimin wait—“ you choke. A lone, fat tear breaking free. You could feel the pressure building inside you. The need to release so pressing you can’t help but cry out.

But your tears only turn them on further.

Jungkook reaches down to thumb at your clit, the action sending you over the edge as your body goes lax, eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

“Fuck! I think it’s happening. She’s wet as shit down here,” Jimin beams, his fingers practically forced out by a large spray of your arousal, so intense your body convulses as you moan.

Your hips seize up, bucking to a stop as clear liquid gushes out of your urethra. The sensation stunting you from processing anything other than the pure intensity of your orgasm.

It feels never ending.

Completely soaking the bedding beneath you, Jimin’s shirt, and Jungkook’s hand. Which has never left the sensitive nub of your clit, rubbing you into overstimulation.

Jimin flicks his tongue out like a filthy fuck, catching the tail end of your orgasm. And temporarily paralyzed, you watch him slurp greedily at your pussy, eyes locked on your own. Filled with mischief.

You sob against Jungkook’s chest as you grow sensitive. Flinching at every swivel of his finger against your clit until he slows to a stop. Your back vibrates as he chuckles, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he showers you in praises.

“That was hot as shit,” Jimin barks out, rising up to plant a fat kiss on your lips.

For it to be the first time you’ve ever kissed, he does it so casually, plush lips moving against yours briefly, before he pulls back to stare at you.

“You good, [+]? Happy to no longer be a statistic?” Jimin asks playfully.

To weak to form a response you glare at him, thighs still trembling slightly.

Jungkook, brushes your hair from your face, leaning over you to kiss your forehead.

“Oh, don’t give him that face,” Jungkook teases. “You needed a break from the textbook, [+]. We were seconds away from seeing your brain jump out of your skull.”

Jimin laughs at that, hopping off the bed to peel off his ruined shirt before disappearing down the hall, the sound of the shower cuts on seconds later. Jungkook helps you sit up, rubbing your back soothingly to ease the lingering tremors.

“You’re going to do fine tomorrow, [+]. We all are,” he says, gently grabbing your chin to turn you toward him, his large eyes wickedly sincere. “And hey, really you should be happy. We just unlocked a new way to celebrate once we get our test scores back.”

Jungkook’s eyebrows wiggle teasingly, and you weakly nudge his chest. The half-hearted push only makes him laugh harder, the sound deep and vibrating against your skin before he leans down to press a quick, tender peck to your lips.

When he stands, the sudden absence of his warmth leaves you shivering slightly against the damp sheets. Watching him step away, a strange weight suddenly settles in your chest.

You’d known these boys for years, shared endless late-night study sessions and bad dining hall food, but the air in the room felt entirely different now. The invisible line you’d all spent semesters dancing around hadn't just been crossed.

It had been completely obliterated.

And looking at the easy, familiar smile still plastered on his face, you realize there is absolutely no going back to how things used to be.

Jungkook offers you a hand.

“Cmon, [+],” he murmurs, voice dropping into something gentler as he pulls you up. “Let’s get you cleaned up before Jimin uses all the hot water. I know you’re itching to get back to the books.”

[doomgurlficss]

I had a spicy one shot for you all but it literally keeps getting flagged 💔

It will be posted once I can figure out why

[doomgurlficss]

I just tried again and it was flagged AGAIN. I don’t really know what the issue is it’s not any more explicit than what I’ve already posted on here but I’ll switch some things around and try again tomorrow.

There goes my surprise 🫩🫩

[doomgurlficss]

I had a spicy one shot for you all but it literally keeps getting flagged 💔

It will be posted once I can figure out why

[doomgurlficss]

Yayyy! I love my doomies🫶🏽🫶🏽

[doomgurlficss]

Hi beautiful people! ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

I just wanted to give you guys an update because I have been very slowwww when it comes to posting. My personal life is really all over the place currently and that has largely affected my ability to write and post for this account consistently.

I still have every intention to finish On Sight and officially post Briefly Yours. I’ve just been struggling to balance my new work schedule, transferring universities and family issues. But I will be okay and no one needs to worry on my behalf.

I also just kind of hit like writers block when it comes to those two stories because I’ve dragged them out for so long and really that’s my fault but my inspiration has been trickling back.

I’m not going on an official hiatus or anything, I just need more time to finalize these two stories so that when I post them I can be proud of them.

I really appreciate the community I’ve built on this platform and I value all 900+ plus of you, which is really crazy to say btw.

I created this account to just keep writing in general and I never expected for so many people to enjoy and share my work so thank you thank you thank you.

Once again I’m so very sorry for the wait. I appreciate each and every one of you🫶🏽💞💞

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Jinkoo94’s Jungkook Fic Rec List ݁⋆˚࿔

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❀ Hello! Welcome to my first big blog post!! After years of using this account to lurk and silently read amazing fan fics by amazing authors, I’ve decided to share some of my all-time favorite Jungkook fics. Some of these are fics I read a while back, but they've stuck with me the most over the years and have truly altered my brain chemistry. This is my token of appreciation for the talented authors who are on here and work so hard to give us such creative and enjoyable readings (and for free too <3). These lists I create will also help me sort through my likes page (LOL). Reading such creative writing has truly made my time being an army the best. The joy and rush of adrenaline I feel truly cannot be replaced. Summer is upon us, so I hope to post more fic rec lists like these for other members and hope to be more active on here! 

I hope you enjoy reading these as much as I did, and if you care to indulge in convos about any of these, please feel free to comment or reblog! Happy Reading! 🎀

f- fluff a- angst s- smut | ♥︎ - Personal favorites

ONESHOTS

♥︎ Blizzard by @curly-bangtan

(S, F, 15.5k words) Roomies to lovers, slow burn, Vanilla Shy Jungkook (with a cherry on top), noona reader, losing virginity, trapped inside

Summary: What’s better than hot chocolate on a winter day? Being trapped when a blizzard hits town, forcing close proximity with you and your shy, awkward roommate. To make matters worse, the power gets cut in the middle of his shower. Which also means no heating. This is an OG read and THE definition of roommates to lovers. 

❀ Do me a favour? By @red-exo

(S,F, ~2k words) Neighbor, single dad Jungkook, neighbor reader

Summary: You used to ask the nice single dad in the apartment next to yours to open jars for you. Then he moved out and the new neighbour was... different to say the least. Handsome, polite, and talented. You were in trouble.

❀ Eventually by @aliendes

(S, F, 3.1k words) Impreg kink, boyfriend Jungkook, tooth-rotting fluff 

Summary: in the midst of overhearing your shy boyfriend’s conversation about his fantasies, you make it your plan for them to come true. 

❀ depend on me by @kooktrash

(S, F, 13.k) bunnygirl reader, human jungkook, childhood friends to lovers 

Summary: you’re so used to letting Jungkook do everything for you. he babies you almost and you’re both constantly reminded of the strangeness in your friendship. you’ve always loved him but he can’t see you as anything but the little bunny girl he used to protect. you change his mind

♥︎ YouTube & use lube by @1kook

(S, 8.7k words) boyfriend & subby JK, domestic relationship 

Summary: You can’t believe this is Jungkook’s preferred sick day treatment; YouTube, cuddles, and an ugly amount of lube.

❀ commercial break ; SIX by @1kook

(S, F, 1.8k words) Domestic JK with straight smut and an impreg kink

Summary: Jungkook enjoyed pushing you down, indulging you in all your little fantasies, but he too had some he wanted to live out.

❀ EXPLORER by @1kook

(S, F, 17.8k words) Alien JK, Strangers to friends to lovers 

Summary: Jungkook does not want to impress the frankly tyrannical ways of his planet on you. He just wants to stay here and keep your couch warm for you, hold your hair back when you wash your face in the morning. 

♥︎ Cherry Flavored by @jungkookstatts

(S, ~5k words) Boyfriend and biker JK 

Summary: Your biker boyfriend takes you on a joyride.

❀ behind your touch by @caramelkoo

(S, ~3k words) husband JK, Wife Reader 

Summary: The introverted couple decides it's time to experiment and explore their intimacy.

❀ think i need someone older by @redcherrykook

(S, F ~2k words) older Boyfriend JK, inexperienced reader

Summary: You decide it’s time to lose your virginity with your older boyfriend. 

❀ No Pressure by @voitier

(S, 2k words) Boyfriend JK, inexperienced reader 

Summary: your angel of a boyfriend always respected your wishes and boundaries. but what happens when you feel your resolutions slowly crumble to the ground?

❀ Hold on to me by @kooklovee

(S, A, 11k words) Ceo Husband JK, Wife Reader, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Your husband forgets your second anniversary. What starts as disappointment and heartbreak soon spirals into doubt- about your love, your marriage & whether he even sees you anymore. But when Jungkook realizes his mistake, he’s willing to do anything to prove that his love has never wavered

❀ Handle with Care by @dreamersparacosm

(S, ~3k words) Blue-collar electrician JK, neighbor reader, 

Summary: in which your landlord sends an electrician to fix your power, and you end up learning firsthand the magic of blue collar dick.

♥︎ roommates to lovers by @ohhowjooniewept

(S,A,F, ~13k words) roommates JK to lovers

Summary: in which your roommate is awfully yearning for you. Note: this was my first read from this author and oh my gosh they are such amazing writers. I've never enjoyed anyone's reading as much as I did with this author. PLEASE check them out.

♥︎ Ex’s to lovers by @ohhowjooniewept

(S,A,F, ~12k words) ex’s to lovers

Summary: in which your stupid hot tattoo artist ex tries to win you back

♥︎ Sacred Desires by @ggukiebar

(S, 20.6k words) priest JK, sinful reader

Summary: desperate to see if a man devoted to god will unravel, you test his faith with your sweet, deceptive innocence—seducing fr. jeon until his devotion no longer belongs to god…but to you. Note: this is one of my latest read and when I tell you the way I was fucking gagged after this read… yeah go read it. 

SERIES 

 ♥︎ Entangled by @caelesjjk

(S, 3 Chapters, on haitus) spidey JK, venom taehyung, love triangle

Summary: in which your boyfriend is Spiderman and has been a bit too busy saving the world from the latest catastrophe caused by Venom. 

 ♥︎ Open Arms by @doomgurlficss

(F, 13 chapters) Single Dad JK, Gentle Caretaker reader, Slow burn

Summary: After a devastating loss, Jungkook is left to raise his newborn daughter alone—and barely holding it together. Desperate for help, he hires a live-in caretaker: you. Your job is to care for the baby, but it doesn’t take long to see Jungkook needs just as much healing. And sometimes, love finds its way in through the cracks. Note: ugh fluff, fluff FLUFF, tension, tension TENSION! Slow BURNN!

❀ Bound by Vows by @gukcnt

(A,F,S, 14 chapters, Ongoing) Rich Ceo JK, Shy reader, arranged marriage, slow burn, strangers to lovers

Summary: your world crumbles when you're forced into a marriage with jeon jungkook, a man whose commanding presence terrifies you, reminding you of your father's cruelty. yet beneath his coldness, jungkook’s unexpected kindness stirs a spark of hope, making you question everything you fear. your life together starts—an emotional journey of two hearts seeking comfort, healing and a chance at love

DRABBLES: Short on time? Read my favs on the go! (1k or less) 

❀ 19:14pm by @yehetbitchtrash (S)

❀ Inexperienced by @1kook (S)

❀ Overstimulated by @1kook (S)

❀ Did somone say DILF JK? by @lavishedinjimin (S)

❀ Cum Play by @your-daily-biaswrecking (S)

❀ You've reached the end my lovely readers! If you enjoyed this list as much as I had fun making it, please like/reblog so others can enjoy too! This is only a small portion of what I've read for JK (maybe rec list part 2?). I might be doing a Seokjin fic list next! Thank you for your time, and I hope these fics get the recognition they deserve!

[doomgurlficss]

Tysm for included Open Arms in your Rec List!! I really appreciate it! 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽💞💞

[doomgurlficss]

so like when is the jin fic dropping lol 😭

As soon as my life is no longer in shambles 😀

No but fr fr, sorry guys I’m trying to get consistent but I just started a new job and I’m having complications with my schooling so writing has not even been on my mind! But I do have a (much needed) vacation coming up so I’m hoping I’ll be in the spirit to write.

I’m really sorry for being so inconsistent, life is just …hard. But I appreciate all the support and engagement, you guys are amazing, always 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[kooksie7]

each time he does it gets more addictive

[wanna-bee]

JUNGKOOK 24.5.2026 in Las Vegas via Instagram

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Weverse Live - 260529

[doomgurlficss]

Just going to drop this here 🤰🏽

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BRIEFLY YOURS (TEASER)

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Synopsis: You’re one of the top attorneys at your firm: sharp, meticulous, and notoriously impossible to please. Paralegals come and go faster than case files—until you wake up in a stranger's bed after a rare one-night stand, only to discover the next morning that he’s your brand new paralegal.

Seokjin is clumsy, corny, and an HR violation waiting to happen. Yet somehow, his infuriating charm keeps winning over clients, coworkers, and unfortunately... you. With every sarcastic remark and lingering glance, the line between professional and personal gets impossible to ignore.

Pairing: (non-idol) Paralegal Seokjin x Attorney Reader

Word Count: TBD (Teaser 2,494)

Content: Boss x Assistant (Reverse), Forced Proximity, Workplace Tension, Accidental One-Night Stand, Slow Burn, Comedy + Slow Loss of Professionalism, POC Reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, eventual smut, coarse language, suggestive content, mild angst, alcohol mention.

A/N: Hi beautiful people! ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ sorry I always keep you guys waiting, my motivation to write has been very hit or miss! But I have been writing, slow and steady! So I thought I’d drop this little goodie of to satiate ya in the mean time! Hope you enjoy and always feel free to share your thoughts 🫶🏽🫶🏽💗

TEASER

Your friends often called you a snob for this, but you didn’t care.

You can tell immediately how much someone paid for their bedsheets by how soft they feel. When the thread count is high there is no itchiness. No weird lint balls. No flimsy fabric.

Just smooth, plush cotton that made it nearly impossible to get out of bed.

So when your alarm pulls you out of your slumber, and the sheets beneath you don’t melt around your body the way they usually do, you instantly know something is off.

Blindly, you reach toward your nightstand, head heavy from too many glasses of wine you’d had the night before.

But somehow your hand keeps coming up empty, swatting at nothing but air.

Huh?

Popping one eye open, you suck in a breath as your head spins, the insistent alarm doing absolutely nothing to soothe the headache splitting your skull in two.

“Fuck,” you groan, pressing the heel of your palm into your temple , forcing yourself upright.

That’s when you notice it.

The room.

Minimalist furniture. Dark wood floors. A massive window casting morning light across the bed.

None of it belongs to you.

Great.

Slowly, you lift the blanket, revealing the one thing you hoped not to.

Your nudity.

“Oh, this is not happening right now,” you mutter in disbelief, irritation steadily seeping into your bones.

Never in your life have you slept over at a man’s place. Not once.

You are a grown woman with your own apartment, your own routine, and a firm belief that post-hookup sleepovers were a fast track to unnecessary emotional attachments.

The dick couldn’t have been that good.

A loud snore cuts through your spiraling thoughts.

Slowly, you turn your head towards the other side of the bed, revealing a man beside you. He’s sprawled across the mattress like he owns the place, which, judging by the apartment, he probably does.

His bare, pale chest rises and falls steadily, hands tucked behind his head while dark strands of hair fall messily across his forehead. His lips are parted slightly as he snores, the sound surprisingly loud for someone so… attractive.

Annoyingly so.

Sharp nose. Full lips. Broad shoulders. Long legs disappearing beneath the sheets.

You squint at him for a moment, trying to jog your memory through the hangover-induced fog.

Nothing.

Not the bar. Not his name. Not how you got here.

All you have is the dull ache between your legs and the faint scent of cologne lingering on the sheets.

Well.

That answers one question.

With a quiet sigh, you carefully slide out of bed, wincing when your feet touch the cold floor.

Your dress is crumpled near the foot of the bed. One heel tipped over beside it, the other halfway under the nightstand.

As you bend down to gather everything, something gold catches your eye.

An empty condom wrapper. XL.

You stare at it for a long moment, breathing heavily through your nose.

Quietly, you start getting dressed, glancing over your shoulder every few seconds to make sure the stranger is still asleep.

He hasn’t moved. Still completely unaware that the woman he spent the night with is currently conducting a silent evacuation.

So invested in getting the fuck asap, you don’t watch your step, foot tripping over his belt.

Before you can react, you go flying forward, your ankle rolling beneath you as you hit the floor.

THUNK.

Pain explodes through your foot and you clap a hand over your mouth scrambling backward, clutching your ankle.

“Shit—shit—shit—”

Your eyes dart toward the bed.

The man shifts slightly, letting out a deep snore before rolling onto his side.

This cannot be your life right now.

You glare at his lump of a frame, hobbling up as you flee the scene, successfully this time.

The cool breeze of the morning air blows against your back as you wait for your uber.

If anyone you know sees you right now, you’ll be mortified.

Luckily, your Uber doesn’t keep you waiting long. Minutes later you’re in the back of the Cadillac, resting your forehead against the cool glass and desperately trying to erase this morning from your memory.

—

A few hours later, you step through the firm’s glass doors with oversized sunglasses shielding half your face.

Normally the sharp clack of your heels announces your arrival long before you reach reception.

But because your ankle is still throbbing and most definitely swollen, your entrance is muffled by your Tory Burch Flats.

“Whoa—” the receptionist startles, glancing up. “You scared me.”

You pause at the desk, clocking in.

“I didn’t even hear your heels,” she says, scanning you suspiciously. “You usually sound like a firing squad coming down the hall.”

Lowering your sunglasses just enough, you give her an unamused look.

“Good morning, Claire.”

“Good morning!” she chirps back, completely unaffected by your mood. “The new hires started orientation today. I’m pretty sure your paralegal is in meeting room B right now. He’s pretty handsome.”

“Great,” you deadpan. “Another thing to distract you from your work.”

Claire gasps, and you can’t help the small smirk that blooms across your face as you walk off. Teasing her is always so easy.

Inside your office, you flick on the lights and round the table to your desk, booting up your Mac.

It’s the first day after the weekend, which means you already have a mountain of emails and phone calls waiting for you.

From the window in your office, you can see the small group of new hires gathered in the hallway, their bright, eager faces turned toward Andrew, the head of the firm, as he leads them through their tour.

His eyes find yours through the glass and he waves you over, but you politely decline closing your blinds.

Unless he wants to start the interview process all over again, Andrew knows better than to volunteer you to give the new hires a lay of the land.

Besides, given the morning you just had, you desperately need to regroup.

And rest this ankle.

Propping your foot up beneath the desk, you get to work, checking off tasks from your to-do list as you slowly find your groove.

Work, at least, is something you’re good at.

Painfully good, according to most.

At just twenty-nine, you’ve already built a reputation in the industry as an attorney clients request when they want results instead of excuses. You were meticulous, relentless, and borderline impossible to impress.

Which is exactly why you keep getting assigned new paralegals. And exactly why you keep burning through them.

You’re not trying to be picky, but you have a reputation to uphold. You worked hard to get to where you are at such a young age. Especially as a woman of color in a male dominated field.

Most people saw the title of senior associate attorney as nothing more than a pay raise, a private office, and a pretty nameplate on the door.

But to you, it meant more than that.

It meant long nights. Sacrifices. Proving yourself in rooms where people were already waiting for you to fail.

So yes, your paralegal had to be on point.

Because they were the pipeline between you and your clients.

Two hours pass in uninterrupted productivity, which you’re grateful for.

The most demanding task on your list was talking one of your clients, a high-profile corporate account, off the ledge.

So a good portion of your morning is spent carefully walking their CEO through why breaching a multimillion-dollar contract in retaliation would not only tank the case, but very likely destroy their public standing in the process.

It takes patience. Precision. And repeating yourself more times than you’d like. But it beats having to clean up a catastrophe later down the road.

By the time you finally hang up the phone, stress lines have formed at your temple, and the heartbeat in your ankle is still persistent.

Glancing down, you notice the swelling isn’t getting any better. You definitely need to put some ice on it.

Deciding to put a pin in your work, you limp toward the break room to concoct a makeshift ice pack.

You try to move as quickly, and quietly, as possible, hoping to avoid any questions about how exactly you managed to fuck up your ankle before noon on a Monday.

But unfortunately, luck isn’t on your side. Andrew stops you on your walk back.

“Woah, slow down Speedy Gonzalez, I got someone I want you to meet,” He teases from his office.

You close your eyes for a brief moment, inhaling deeply before turning toward him with a practiced smile.

“Sure thing.”

Only as you get closer to his office, the person seated across from his desk swivels in their chair.

Everything in the room seems to fall just slightly out of focus.

The murmur of conversation in the hallway fades out. Andrew’s voice dulling into background noise.

Because the face turning toward you is one you recognize instantly.

A face you were never supposed to see again.

Mr. XL.

He rises, smooth and unbothered, all groomed up. It seems impossible to believe he was the man snoring like a chainsaw three hours ago.

Smiling politely, he extends a hand, cufflink catching the light as he moves.

“Hello, Attorney [+],” he says, his voice a rich, professional baritone. “I’m Seokjin.”

A daunting pause.

“Your new paralegal.”

Your eyes nearly bulge out your skull as you choke on your words. “My what?”

“Don’t be like,” Andrew jokes playfully, though you know there’s a warning behind his light tone. “You’re drowning in all that paperwork by yourself [+], you need a paralegal.”

You eye your boss, his ebony skin smooth despite his years of practice, thick brows raised in promise. “Seokjin here was top of his class. I’m sure he’ll be of great service to you.”

“You gave me a new grad?” You ask, voice strained.

“Well, Technically I’m not a new grad,” Seokjin pipes in, extending his hand further as if you don’t already see it. “I graduated three years ago. But the job market, well, we all know how that goes.”

He lets out a squawking laugh that makes your ears ring, migraine tingling from the assault to your ears.

Life cannot be real right now. Is this guy serious.

Seokjin’s staring at you as if he doesn’t have a clue the two of you shared a bed, amongst other things, last night. Is all this kissing up an act?

You plaster on a tight lipped smile, to appease Andrew. Desperately trying to keep your poker face intact as you internally lose your shit.

Reluctantly, you meet Seokjin’s grip, shaking his firm, yet surprisingly soft hand.

“Welcome to the team, Seokjin.” You grit out.

Andrew laughs from behind his desk. “Take that as a warning, Jin. Attorney [+] doesn’t exactly have the best track record with paralegals. Fingers crossed you can break the streak.”

Your back straightens and you pull your hand away as if it has caught on fire.

Seokjin only smiles, eyes lingering on you for a moment before returning to Andrew.

“Don’t worry, I don’t scare off easily” Seokjin reassures, “I’ll make sure to be on my best behavior.”

If only he’d been on his best behavior eight hours ago, this meeting wouldn’t be such a raging HR violation.

Seokjin couldn’t be your paralegal. You had to get out of this somehow.

“Anyways, I have to jump on a call, so I’ll be pretty busy for the rest of the day,” Andrew says, already dismissing the two of you. “[+], why don’t you show Seokjin to his desk and get him set up with IT?”

“Andrew, I’m pretty busy myself. I’m sure Claire can—”

Andrew waves you off. “Oh, it’ll only take a few minutes. Seokjin’s dying to get to know you. Isn’t that right, Seokjin?”

Like the world’s most eager ass-kisser, Seokjin nods, flashing all thirty-two.

“Absolutely ,” Seokjin says eagerly . “Show me the lay of the land”, he muses.

You watch him pensively as he smoothes a hand down the front of his suit jacket.

This was odd.

Usually your lawyer senses would be spiking in high alert when someone is deceiving you. But instead of indignation, your stomach pools with dread. Which means there’s a growing possibility that Seokjin has no recollection of the last twenty-four hours.

Meaning this happy go lucky personality isn’t just a front to keep up appearances.

Yeah, the two of you were bound to clash.

Without another word, you turn on your heels. Pace brisk enough your throbbing ankle sends sharp stabs of protest up your leg. But you refuse to let your discomfort show.

Seokjin falls into step beside you effortlessly, his long strides matching your hurried ones as you begin to rattle off your expectations. A desperate attempt to establish a clear boundary between you too.

“My schedule is structured,” you begin, staring straight ahead. “I like everything organized at least two weeks in advance whenever possible. If a client calls, you log it immediately, flag anything urgent, and forward it to me before responding.”

Seokjin hums in understanding beside you, so you continue without slowing.

“I don’t tolerate missed deadlines. I don’t tolerate sloppy filings. If you’re unsure about something, you ask before submitting it, not after. I review everything before it goes out to opposing counsel.”

You round the corner toward the cubicles.

“Court filings get priority. Client correspondence comes second. Internal documentation third. I prefer email summaries over verbal updates, and I expect you to keep my calendar airtight.”

Glancing at him, you notice he’s smiling. Not the usual response to your drilling.

“Do you find something amusing, Seokjin?” you snap.

“Nothing at all,” he says lightly. “Just trying to keep up.”

You stop beside an empty cubicle and gesture toward the desk.

“This is yours. I would say decorate it, but I have feeling it’ll all be in vain.”

Seokjin steps inside the cubicle, looking around with interest as he flops down in his chair, testing the wheels.

“It’s cozy. I have a Jade plant at home that would fit perfectly in that nook,” he says, nodding in approval, completely unbothered by your intimidation.

A blurry memory flashes of the row of plants you passed lining his window sill in your haste to flee this morning. You blink it away rapidly.

You needed to get a grip.

Footsteps approach and you straighten immediately, avoiding his gaze completely.

“Hey, Claire,” you call out to the receptionist passing by. “Do you mind helping Seokjin get set up with IT? I need to get back to work.”

Spinning around, you don’t even wait for a reply as you walk off, forcing yourself not to limp as you retreat down the hallway.

A pit of dread is beginning to form in your stomach, the salad you had for lunch suddenly weighing heavy. Which can only mean one thing.

Seokjin is going to be a problem.

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Taglist: @yoontaethings @strawberrysweetness @japanomaniac

[doomgurlficss]

Hi beautiful people! ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

With us already almost a month into the new year, I wanted to start bringing some of your requests to life! I figured the easiest way to do that would be through oneshots, so we’re kicking things off with @tranzpurent, who asked for “a fic with Jin”✨

To make things a little more interactive, I thought I’d share the two concepts I came up with, both pretty similar in vibe, and have you guys vote in a pole, which I will keep open all week!!

⚖️ Option One:

You’re a sharp, high-powered attorney who burns through paralegals like printer paper. You don’t do incompetence or excuses, until him. Seokjin is clumsy, corny, a little underqualified… and somehow impossible to fire. His charm keeps slipping past your defenses, your banter is nonstop, and the line between “HR violation” and “undeniable tension” gets thinner by the day.

⚖️ Option Two:

You’re the firm’s newest lawyer, fresh out of grad school and desperate to prove yourself. So when a chaotic, reputation-ruining case gets dumped on your desk, you take it. Not knowing your client is Seokjin, a carefree socialite with zero interest in behaving. He ignores strategy, breaks every rule you set, and turns your perfectly planned case into emotional and legal chaos… along with a whole lot of pent-up tension neither of you know how to handle.

So, what’s your pick?

Option One!

Option Two!

Voting ended onFeb 2

Thank you guys so much for taking the time to vote! 💗 Just to be transparent, I don’t have a set timeline for when this oneshot will be uploaded since I’m a college student and my free time is limited, but I do plan to start working on it once the results are in!

If you want to stay updated on this fic, drop a “⚖️” in the comments and I’ll add you to the taglist!

Thank you guys so much for your continued support, it never goes unnoticed!!💗💗🫶🏽

[doomgurlficss]

Should I post a Teaser🫣

Yes, girl we’ve been waiting foreverrrrrr. Give us something!

Nah, you made us wait this long. Might as well wait for the whole story!

Voting ended onMay 23

[doomgurlficss]

Just an fyi I’m currently going through the process of revising my works, so if you see inconsistency with formatting or Y/N and [+], don’t mind it.

I’ll update you on which fics have been fully revised as I complete them!

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i love this omg i actually have that jacket irl too

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