In which his task isn't unusual, nothing special, and not a big deal at all. Get rid of the demon that's attached to a child, simple as that. Or is it?
Tags/Warnings: Angel!Jungkook, Demon!Reader, Enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, Mature (that includes triggering content and smut)
"Now you're just doing it to mock me, aren't you?" Jungkook sighs as he sits down across the demon dressed in all white, a smug grin on his face as he looks at the Angel with faked innocence.
"I don't know what you're talking about, pretty-bird." he jokes, earning rolling eyes from the younger one in front of him. "I also already ordered, if you don't mind." he winks, before a bowl is set in front of him, as if called right on time.
"Of course you did.." Jungkook mumbled to himself, before he sits more comfortably, looking across to get a good look of his 'friend'.
It's a little complicated. While Jungkook wouldn't necessarily call Jimin anything similar to a friend, the demon across definitely makes it very obvious that he thinks their friendship is hilarious. Turned a long time ago, he'd become a demon simply for his life lived as a criminal; bad life choices, as he calls it himself.
Though he's never been one to argue that his turning had been unjustified, something quite common amongst demons. It's why Jungkook gets along with him so well.
"I've got some questions." Jungkook starts, while the demon eats. "There's a youngling roaming around. Female, got attached to a kid. I'm sure you know her." he says, because Jimin seems to know every demon around.
It's Jungkook's excuse to meet up with him every once in a while, after all.
"fuck you, I knew you had some ulterior motive coming down here!" Jimin scolds playfully with his mouth full, making Jungkook roll his eyes a little as he leans back in his chair, arms crossed. "but-" the demon swallows down his bite, licking his lips before he shrugs. "-while I know her, I don't think I can help you much." he admits, making the angel across from him almost pout.
"oh come on, don't do this now." he scoffs. "you demons don't care about loyalty, so don't use that excuse on me." he almost laughs, though he does regret it when Jimin looks at him with a look that clearly speaks about his distaste about those words. Because demons do actually care about loyalty.
A lot.
"It's not about loyalty, pretty-bird." he sighs, putting his chopsticks down before he leans back, bowl empty and stomach full. "it's about the fact that I don't know much at all." he tells him, while Jungkook seems unsure still.
"nothing? I mean, she's a youngling but surely you gotta know something about her." he presses on. "Souls don't just.. Pop out of nowhere." he says, leaning back in his chair again. He needs to know how you got turned into what you are now- not only to find out your weaknesses, but to also maybe make sense on why you've attached yourself to a child of all things.
A tiny and fragile soul, not even remotely enough to feed someone as hungry as a young demon.
"you said you were friends Jimin! And yet you know nothing?" Jungkook tries one last time, but the demon across from him shakes his head.
"I can't know what not even she knows." he says, and it takes a moment until the Angel understands what he's talking about.
"you mean.?" he wonders, and Jimin nods.
"She's got no idea either. All I know is that she was just as confused as you are right now when I found her. Hell, she was terrified- not that I blame her." he mumbles the last part to himself, before looking out the window of the little restaurant they both met in to discuss you.
"so she's empty." Jungkook states more than he asks, well aware that his conclusion is most probably correct.
'Empty' simply means that a demon holds no negative feelings inside- has no reason to have turned at all. No hatred and no trauma or crime that could've made them follow the ways of the shadows instead of letting go like souls typically do.
"Or her memories got locked away." Jimin reminds the angel, who instantly looks at him. "I know it hasn't happened in a while, but Taehyung-"
"Taehyung was a completely different case, Jimin." Jungkook argues, shaking his head. "He simply got lost wandering-"
"He killed his father-" The demon argues, but Jungkook doesn't bend down.
"He protected himself and his sister and paid for his act! His intentions were never dark, he just.." Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek, because he doesn't know how to further justifies the actions of his fellow friend and angel.
"it's okay to admit that he was gray." Jimin calmly states after the Angel seems more calm. "I never understood why you guys try and justify everything so much. Sometimes things just aren't right or wrong, black or white. And you-" he leans forward, tapping the hand of the Angel that's resting on the table. "- should know best, no?" he says, finger tracing a deep but small scar on the back of the Angel's hand-
Who immediately retreats his palm as if burned, chair loudly scraping on the floor as he leaves the restaurant, leaving behind an amused demon, who looks back outside the window before he pays for the meal and walks outside, a black cat rubbing herself on his leg, making him chuckle.
"You're surely making things a lot more interesting down here, little thing." he mumbles more or less to himself as he picks you up into his arms to look after the angel flying away, unseen by the rest of the world walking by, his hand scratching your chin while you purr.
With You Still| A Jeon Jungkook Series | Masterlist
Every day, every moment
If I knew this was going to happen
I would have remembered more of them -Still With You
Summary: With You Still is a story that follows the lives of Luna and her most cherished friends. Love, Lust. Life, Loss. Passion, Pain. Desire and Death. Those are the many things that befall them as they navigate life trying to find their purpose. Will she be able to find a way to reach that utopia she had once dreamed of? Or will she realize that things that might've felt like a dream come true can soon be twisted into her worst nightmare. Read as Luna, Jungkook, Grey and Yeonjun navigate this thing called life. Will they get through this with their friendships intact? Only time will tell...
Pairing: Luna (reader) x Jungkook and Yeonjun, love triangle
Word Count: on going
Warnings: Explicit language, adult themes, mental illness, death, substance abuse, sex, domestic violence and sexual assault. Please keep this in mind as the story progresses.
A/N: This is a story I started on Wattpad and I plan on transferring it over to Tumblr. I hope you follow along with me and see how the story ends.
P.s. I have no set plan for this story so any suggestions or requests are more than appreciated
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>Chapter 1
>Chapter 2
>Chapter 3
>Chapter 4
>Chapter 5
>Chapter 6
>Chapter 7
>Chapter 8
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Based off of Semantic Error (bl) by J Soori
Summary: y/n is a Computer Science major that definitely fits the bill. Some call her a robot since she seems to have zero emotions or empathy for the people around her and only cares about finishing her degree. What happens when she prevents Jungkook, a Visual Arts major from graduating and finds herself in need of his help?
Pairing: Techie inexperienced fem!reader x Artist fuck boy Jungkook
Status: Ongoing
Warnings: Explicit language, corruption kink, smut, angst, trauma, idk I suck at writing warnings.
A/N: This is heavily based off of the original bl (boy love) but I will be changing things here and there (for example this is a straight version with a female reader). If you don't mind spoilers I would highly suggest reading the original story. I read it on the app Manta with the english adaptation being done by Angy and you can also find the kdrama on Viki :)
P.s. Not sure how many parts this will have but this is going to be shorter than the original story especially since that one is still ongoing so I will probably only cover the first two seasons.
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You hate how he acts, how he talks, how he treats you- like some dumb girl that's stupid enough to fall into his claws. But you're not that stupid. Or are you?
All parts will be roughly 2 - 4k words. Character asks, and drabbles will be added additionally between the chapters to keep chronogical order of the events during the fic.
pairing: villian? antagonist! tribe leader jk x princess! y/n.
trope: “he’s mean to everyone but worships the ground you walk on” will absolutely do anything for you, strangers to lovers.
synopsis: he looks like an angel but is a devil- well that’s what your kingdom thinks. he is also the blessed leader of “lav”; even a leaf cannot move without his permission but here he was in-front of you on his knees. while the whole village bow to him- he only bows to you. there are two paths presented to you- marry him & return his love or refuse his condition & watch him conquer your father’s kingdom. power is an evil yet tempting apple-and now its in your hands- are you going to take a bite; taste the sweet poison or will you use it to tempt others? its an evil world with evil options.. do you think you can handle him?
rating: 18+
EPISODES LIST
episode 0: the satin ribbon.
episode 1: kiss the ground.
episode 2: the silver sword.
episode 3: no man can defeat him.
word count: tbd
warnings: tbd, different for every chapter but overall; smut, age gap (jk is 27 and y/n is 23), blood, rituals!!! (not too bad but still) threats, power dynamics, use of power, tribes, tribe rituals (i made them up :p), lions, horses, weapons, lovesick puppy heart eyed insanely in love jk, possessive jk, slightly controlling jk (not too bad), him spoiling his princess aka you, SMUT SMUT LOTS OF IT, will add more as series progress.
series playlist: serial killer- lana del rey, house of balloons- the weeknd, we’ve only just began- carpenters, do not touch- misamo, help me- hako yamazaki, psycho-jun, and i love her- kurt cobain, blue banisters- lana del rey, get free- lana del rey.
author’s note: HELP MEEEE LMAOO not me releasing a new series while my baby titanic! is barely done (2/7chapters- no i haven’t forgotten abt it i just need some motivation to finish it) okay yes i will try to upload the next chapter of titanic DONT WORRY AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR UNDERSTANDING. also thank you to AI for the pictures- u are scary but i love u. Anyways, so many ideas in my head rn and im slowly slowly executing them 😘 i need time. lmao ok lets goooo.
disclaimer: in no way, shape or form i intend to copy or plagiarize, this is just for fun, i do not own the pics, this does not describe jungkook hes just a "cast/actor" and so does everyone else in the fic.
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Caught in a web of secrets and desire, Jungkook, a high-profile executive, gets entangled with a professional dater.
words: 2 872
a/n: This is my first ever fic on tumblr so I hope you like it. I plan on this being a series, so please let me know what ya'll think. P.s. This fic was inspired by a K-drama I watched a while ago, but can't remember the name of 😗. Happy reading!
You leisurely stretch your body out as you sit up in your bed. You can barely keep your eyes open, but you know that you don't have time to snooze a few extra moments. As if reading your mind, Jimin gives your bedroom door three rapid knocks and opens it, only sticking his head inside.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead. You gotta get up now if you don't want to be late."
"I'm up, I'm up," you groan out, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and throwing your blanket off of you.
"Good. I'm making breakfast, so hurry up," he smiles at you one more time before closing the door behind him.
You quickly get up and make your way to your ensuite bathroom to clean yourself up. There's no way you could possibly carry on with your day without splashing yourself awake with some cold water.
It doesn't take you too long to get ready and dressed, especially since you already picked out your clothes for the day. So in no time, you're walking out of your room, dressed and ready to tackle the day.
"Good morning," you greet cheerfully as you take your designated seat at the table.
"Good morning, beautiful," Jimin says, beaming at you from the kitchen counter. "I made you some scrambled eggs and toast. Is that alright?" He brings over your plate of breakfast and places it in front of you.
"Anything that you make is better than alright, Jimin. Thank you for breakfast," you smile up at him and pick up your fork to dig in. Just then, Jimin's bedroom door swings open, and a shirtless European-looking guy comes walking out. Both of you eye each other unsurely as he makes his way over to the table, where he takes a seat opposite you.
You smile at the stranger, albeit a bit fakely.
"Who's this?" You ask Jimin in Korean, your eyes never leaving the stranger's.
Jimin places a plate of breakfast in front of the man and places one at his seat too.
"I met him last night. Sorry. He'll leave after he eats," he says a bit sheepishly to you as he sits down.
"Hello," you say in English, smiling at the stranger. "Please, eat up." You point to the food before him.
"Thanks," he says, nodding once at you before turning his attention to Jimin. "Is this your girlfriend you were talking about?"
Jimin nearly chokes on the food he's chewing but nods, "My ex-girlfriend."
The guy hums and starts eating his own food.
You briefly make eye contact with Jimin, glaring slightly at him for catching you so off-guard. He knew the rules. No house guests unless the other has been notified about it.
You scoop up the last of your egg with your fork and place it in your mouth. "Thank you for breakfast, Jiminie." You pick up your plate and utensils and carry them to the dishwasher.
"You're not going to drink the smoothie I made you?" Jimin calls out. So that's why he went out of his way to make breakfast this morning, to soften you up about the uninvited guest.
"I'll have it to-go, otherwise I'll be late." You pick up the glass of strawberry and banana smoothie and carefully pour it into one of your reusable travel cups.
"You're not working today?" You ask Jimin as you make your way back into the living room.
"I am. Gotta leave in the next half-hour."
"Alright, I'll see you later then. Text me what I should get for dinner." You grab your handbag from the couch on your way to the front door.
"It was nice meeting you." You nod to the still unnamed guest. He nods and gives you a half-hearted wave.
"Enjoy work today, and tell Gyusung and Yoongi I say Hi." Jimin walks up to you and wraps a scarf, that he honestly pulled out of nowhere, around your neck to protect you from the cold weather outside.
He smiles at you, eyes turning into crescents and crinkling at the sides. "Stay warm and safe."
He places your car keys in your hand and pecks you on the forehead.
"Thanks. Hope you have a good day too," you lean up and peck his cheek.
"And tell Greg to go fuck himself if he asks you to do his work again."
"Are you sure you guys broke up?" Mr. No Name calls out as he eyes the two of you.
You ignore him and give Jimin one more peck on the cheek. "Don't forget to text me about dinner." He nods and opens the front door for you.
"Bye." You call out one more time as you make your way down the stairs of your apartment building.
The freezing cold air immediately hits you in the face as soon as you step out of the building. It would most likely start snowing in the next few days if the decreasing weather is anything to go by. You rush over to your car, working quickly to unlock it so that you can get inside quickly.
"It's so freaking cold today," you mumble to yourself, starting your car up and getting out of the parking. It's a good thing Jimin gave you this scarf, or else you would've probably been even colder than what you currently are. The air conditioning in your car stopped working a few months ago, and you barely have any time (or money) to get it fixed.
The drive to work (aka Yoongi's house) is a quick one, maybe about 10 minutes now that traffic has slightly died down. You pull in the parking spot next to Yoongi's old ass car that he's had since he got his driver's license. At least when you look at his car, you don't feel so bad about your own old car. You get out of your car and make sure to lock it before making your way up the stairs to Yoongi's house.
You ring the doorbell twice, as you do every time as a warning, and unlock the door with your key. "Yoongi," you call out, pushing the door closed behind you.
"In the office!" you hear him call out. You take off your shoes and swap them for your pair of house slippers, taking off your coat and scarf and hanging them on the rack at the door.
"Morning," you greet as you walk into the designated office. Yoongi is sitting in front of his computer, seemingly going through work emails whilst sipping from his coffee mug. That reminds you. Shit. You forgot your smoothie at home. Hopefully, Jimin will see it and put it in the fridge.
"Hey," he mumbles into his cup, his eyes never leaving the screen.
You sit in your own office chair and start up your computer.
"Anything new on your side?" You ask as you log into your account.
Yoongi hums, "I'm meeting some girl later. She's looking for a wedding date.”
"Nice. Those ones are the best. Free food," you open up your email and go through it to see if you have any new job requests.
Bingo. An email from Lee Kyle requesting a consultation for an upcoming event that he urgently needs a date for.
"Free booze," Yoongi mumbles more to himself than in response to you.
"That's not always the case. Lately, a lot of people have been having those buy-your-own-drinks bars," you tell him, clicking on Mr. Lee's email to respond.
"Those are the cheap ones. Those weddings usually suck."
You laugh, "True… not that I drink though."
You quickly type up an email about meeting up with Mr. Kyle, giving him dates and times to choose that are both suitable for you and him, as well as a location.
"You have a job today?" Yoongi asks you, rotating his chair around to look at you.
You send the email and look at him, "Yep. Meeting Gyusung in a bit about an event he wants me to attend with him."
Yoongi hums, lifting his mug up to his mouth to sip from it.
"No freebies. I don't care if he's a high school friend," Yoongi tells you sternly, giving you the same lecture he always does every time you meet up with Gyusung.
"Yesss, I know and so does he. This is my job."
"Good, just making sure," he turns his chair back around to face his computer. "We need to make as much as we can this month if we want to be able to retire debt-free. I'm thinking about upping our prices."
"Increasing the price again? Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"We're literally facing inflation right now. All costs have gone up, and we have things to buy to keep running this business… Suits, dresses, wigs, training, all those things are not cheap… and don't forget about our own earnings that we have to get out of it,” Yoongi lectured. "You have debt to square up, and so do I," He say and sighs.
"I know, I understand. But there's no rush in our retirement. If we can't square everything up right now, we'll just continue working until we can."
"But we agreed that this would be our last month," Yoongi runs his hand over his face and leans back tiredly. "I want to start focusing on making music. I don't want to do this for the rest of my life."
"And you will get to work on your music," you reassure him, getting up and comfortingly rubbing his arm. "Just don't stress yourself out, alright? We'll take it as it comes."
Yoongi sighs but nods at your words. He turns in his chair when he hears your footsteps leaving the office. "Where are you going?"
"To meet a possible client. His name is Lee Kyle. He wants to meet today."
"Alright, I'll see you later, I guess."
"Yeah, I'm meeting Gyusung straight after the meeting, so I'll only be back around 3."
"Ok, cool."
You exit the room and make your way to the room that you and Yoongi changed into the designated closet and dress-up room. Inside is clothing that you both purchased for different occasions and clients.
There was clothes, jewellery, handbags, makeup, ties, suits, shoes, and wigs for any and every occasion. Brands like Prada, Chanel, Gucci, even sportier attires for the few clients who request either of you to play certain sports such as golf or tennis. You and Yoongi worked hard to fill up this room over the years, and it was the most important part of the job to fit into whatever role you had to play.
You browse through your section of the wardrobe, looking for appropriate clothes to meet your potential client. Your hands stop on the Toby Cable button one-piece dress hanging in the closet. You pull out the black mid-thigh dress and inspect it. It's a little bit short for the weather, but if you wear a pair of stockings underneath, it won't be as bad. You could also pair it with a nice black coat.
You start undressing and changing into your new outfit, looking at yourself in the mirror to decide your hairstyle and makeup. You decide on a blush pink lip with minimal makeup and a half-pinned hairstyle.
Since the buttons on the dress are gold, you choose a pair of simple gold Cocobell earrings and your chain-strap Chanel purse. Once you're happy with the look, you pull out the Emily stiletto heels you'll be wearing and make your way out of the closet room.
"Yoongi," you call out as you make your way to the front of the house, "I'm leaving!"
You faintly hear him call out, "Be careful," from the office.
You slip on your heels and coat before you exit the house, double-checking that you have your phone in your bag. The Uber that you ordered is idling in the driveway, so you quickly rush to the car, doing a quick check that it matches the registration on your phone.
"Hi," you greet as you settle in the back seat.
"Hello, are you Y/N?” The male driver asks, reading off of his own phone.
"Yes, I am," you say, smiling at him even though he's not looking at you.
"Your destination is Hotel One and Only?" He double-checks with you.
"Yes."
"Okay, great. Let's get going then." He says, putting the car in drive and pulling out of the driveway.
When meeting clients, old or new, it's always best to never drive your own vehicle. Either take a bus or order an Uber. The less the client knows about your personal life, the better.
The hotel that you're meeting Mr. Lee at is a regular meet-up spot that you organize for all clients. You reserve a table in their tea garden, a place that's neither too quiet nor too busy, to discuss the kind of job the client has in mind and the contract period.
The drive to the hotel is filled with soft music playing in the background. The driver, Mr. Kwon, is a decent man in his middle age trying to make a living for himself as a single parent for his five-year-old son. The entire drive is filled with mindless chatter between the two of you about your lives and even about international topics. By the time you arrive at your destination, you're actually a bit sad to leave.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Kwon. I really enjoyed our conversation," you say, slowly sliding out of the car.
"Are you going to need another ride back home?" The kind, older man asks you. "If you do, you can just privately contact me, and I would gladly take you back. I'll be in the area for a while."
"Okay, cool. I need to be dropped at a place not too far from here. You do have my number from the app, right?"
"I do. I'll send you a text so that you can save my number."
"Thank you. I'll give you a call later." You wave, closing the car door and hurrying inside the hotel.
Knowing your way around this hotel, you make your way to the entrance of the tea garden down the front passage. As soon as you enter, the hostess immediately greets you.
"Good morning, ma'am. Are you here for a reservation?"
You nod, "Yes, reservation under Y/N.”
She gives her list a quick look and nods, ticking next to your name. "You're expecting another guest, correct?" She checks with you as she picks up two menus.
"Yes. He should be arriving shortly."
You follow the hostess through the restaurant as the two of you walk right to the back where the glass greenhouse is located.
"Is this table to your satisfaction?" She asks, pointing toward a medium-sized table placed at the back of the greenhouse, hidden from prying eyes.
"Perfect." You tell, smiling at her as you take a seat. She nods, placing the menu before you and the seat opposite.
"I'll send a waiter to collect your orders after your guest arrives. In the meantime, would you like anything to drink?"
"Just a bottle of water will be fine."
"No problem." She turns and makes her way back out of the glass structure.
You check the time on your watch. Five minutes until your meeting is supposed to start. You hope your client isn't late.
Out of boredom, you start paging through the menu, which you probably have memorized by the number of times you come here. Maybe you should order some lunch for you and Yoongi? You're pretty sure that he doesn't have anything to eat at his house.
So caught up in deciding what to eat for lunch, you completely miss the person hovering over your table until a throat clears. Your head shoots up to the culprit. And damn, wasn't he beautiful.
You clear your throat and stand up from your seat. "Mr. Lee?" The man nods and points to your seat, allowing you to sit back down.
"…Is my assistant," says the man, taking his seat opposite you. You furrow your eyebrows at his words. His assistant? Then why was he here?
"Then where is Mr. Lee? Why am I meeting with you instead?"
"I made Mr. Lee make an appointment with you in his name in case this turned out to be some scam. Hope you don't mind my skepticism." He leans back into his seat and eyes you. There was something about the way that he was watching you and his body language in whole that let you know that he was the one in charge here. This guy was clearly someone important. He oozed richness and fame.
"Alright, so then what do I call you?" You tilt your head, eyeing his expensive suit and wristwatch. You spot tiny little tattoos on his right hand and fingers, but the distance between you two is too far apart to make them out clearly.
"Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you, Ms. Y/L/N.” He says, smiling cockily at you.
a/n: Thanks for sticking around. I hope it wasn't too bad. I'll hopefully have the next part up soon. If you have any suggestions, please leave a comment!
am i okay? no lmao, heres too many jungkook fics
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dextrocardia | cop!jk x f detective!reader, undercover cops, fake marriage, e2l au, [a] [f] [s], ongoing
↳ dextrocardia. Originally a medical term, but also a way to describe someone who’s got their heart in the right place.
“She’s been moved to another operation to help out. This pairing is necessary because you’ll be undercover as spouses. I know you two can be professional about this.”
“What?!” It’s Jeongguk’s upset voice that sounds, and for once, you share his displeased opinion.
Spouses.
01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08…
drown for you | siren!jk x f reader, sci-fi, merman/siren au, [f] [a] [s] ongoing
↳ there was something in that enormous tank, hidden in the murky water. all you knew was that you weren’t allowed inside the room and that it used to hold something dangerous.
evolution of a lover’s heart | fuckboy!jk x f reader, college au, bet au, [f] [a] [s], complete
↳ the rules are simple: first one to take the virginity wins.
part one: the lover 01, 02
part two: the beloved 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08
drabbles (on patreon): piercings, accidents, …
to tame a god | alpha!jk x f reader, werewolf au, [f] [a] [s], complete
↳ jeon jeongguk is the youngest alpha his pack has ever seen, and they all trust him with their lives. one day, a strange wolf enters his territory. they know it’s not a regular wolf because just like their own, its eyes shine with the supernatural powers from within. but it won’t shift back to its human form to reveal its intentions.
(preview) 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06
brown-eyed baby | single dad/dilf!jk x f reader, exes2lovers au, [f] [a] [s], complete
↳ a lost child at the mall, eyes from a different time.
01, 02
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summer nights and morning dew | alpha!jk x f knitter!reader, cottagecore, oldentimes au, [f], [a], 11k
↳ “As if we don’t know where you go every night.”
young spy | spy!jk x reader, mafia au, [a] [f], 11.6k
↳ three down, many to go as bad men are meeting their deaths tonight. the brown-haired one, who’s next in line, has given up his fight. will you make it in time?
wherever there is you | jk x reader, marriage au, [a] [f], 4.6k
↳ anniversary. dinner for two, yet you’re alone. you don’t know where he is.
what money can buy | sugar baby!jk x rich!reader, [f] [a], 17.8k
↳ in need of money, jeongguk signs up as a sugar baby, assuming he’ll be paid for sex by some old kinky woman. he never expected to meet someone like you. what were you doing on that site, and why would you have to pay for company?
deal | demon!jk x reader, [a] [s] [f], 19.5k
↳ what do you do when your teenage brother’s cancer is too far gone? well, you summon a cocky crossroad demon to make a deal; your life for Taehyung’s.
dear stranger | ex-firefighter!jk x reader, [f], 3k
↳ lucky you, getting stuck in an elevator, your worst nightmare come to life. lucky you, getting stuck with a stranger.
love you, crazy | boyfriend!jk x reader, [s] [f], 3.1k
↳ “I wish you would write a fic where jungkook wants to get off but you’re not available (for whatever reason) and he gets off by himself.”
or, you’re at a party with a coworker who has the hots for your boyfriend. Jeongguk decides to put an end to her comments once and for all, and he does it through… facetime?
bad delivery | bad boy, delivery guy!jk x reader [c]
↳ “I wish you would write a fic about delivery boy jungkook who everyone thinks is a cool baddie for riding a motorcycle around but it’s a company bike, and he’s just a shy nerd that wears lots of black.”
hell, overtaken | devil!jk x f angel!reader, [s] [a], 251 words
the state of being infatuated or obsessed with another person, typically experienced involuntarily and characterized by a strong desire for reciprocation of one's feelings but not primarily for a sexual relationship.
LIMERENCE | 18+ | s | a … ex!jungkook
ONE SHOT
summary: a recent discovery of old VCR tapes takes you down a rabbit hole of self-pity, remembering what you once had and how it all went down the drain over youthful mistakes. suddenly, you find yourself playing back the old tapes of the best relationship you’ve ever had and all you can think about is how to get it back—if you could get it back
․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ exes au | Y2K | grunge┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .
warnings: TBD. angst. smut. [jk and oc in videos: 18-20 | jk and oc now: 26]
[ song inspo : do I wanna know — arctic monkeys {crawling back to you, ever thought of calling when you’ve had a few?}]
Main tags/Warnings: Werewolf!Jungkook, Werewolf!Bangtan, strangers/enemies to lovers, romantic Jungkook x reader, Platonic bangtan x reader, eventual smut, mentions of past emotional/psychological manipulation, hurt and comfort, fluff!, some wariness from MCs side
Length: x Words (will be added later)
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"Here-" Jungkook offers, having taken off his zip hoodie for you to hold over your head. "-so you don't get wet." He smiles, and you take it after a moment of contemplation.
It's only after, when you walk after him through the woods, that you notice the full, partially colored tattoos covering almost every inch of skin of his arm, probably even up his shoulder- some ink found on the back of his hand, too. "Careful!" He suddenly says, reaching out to hold you- just in time, because during your blatant staring at his exposed skin, you'd failed to notice the large tree root sticking out from the ground. "You okay?" He asks, and you're stuck in place for a second-
Oddly mesmerized by his golden eyes looking at you from such little distance.
But it doesn't take long for you to snap out of it and nod, before you step over the root, quietly urging him with another nod to continue walking- something he does, but not without looking at you with something almost like suspicion. The rain isn't letting up- rather intensifying now, as he picks up his steps to get through the woods at a faster pace, your hand subconsciously reaching out to grab onto the back of his shirt to keep up- something he notices, as he smiles and reaches out his hand for you to hold. "We're almost there, promise." He tells you, and you nod, trusting him-
and he stays true to his word.
Because not even a few minutes later, there's an actual path now- not man-made, but trampled down from generations of animals and people alike it looks like taking the same route. It leads you both to a more open space, wooden cabins in varying sizes built long ago from the visuals of them, lights turned on in the largest of them. A door opens- multiple people are seen, one waving, before more seem to try and get a glimpse of who Jungkook is bringing along.
"They're really nice. Some of them can be a bit intimidating, but I promise you they're completely harmless." Jungkook reassures you as he notices the way you slow down now, and you nod, a drop of water falling from your nose. You've got no idea where you are at this point, so you can't do much other than trust him, for now.
Even though you're incredibly nervous at the prospect of being in the same house as an entire pack of wolves.
Someone seems to break up the people squeezing together to catch a glimpse of you, leaving only two in front of the house, door now closed. "Hello." One of them says- friendly, but not inviting. "Jungkook?" He asks, and the wolf next to you sends you a reassuring smile, before he talks, and explains to who you assume must be his packleader.
"I didn't know you were back already." Jungkook says, hugging him in a greeting for a second, before he steps back to stand next to you again, telling the young man your name. "She was just kind of.. having a picnic near the entrance path when it started pouring. And she's here without a ride or anything, so I offered her to stay until it clears up maybe." He explains.
"My name's Namjoon. I'm the packleader here- have you told your pack yet that you'll be here?" He asks, and you shake your head.
"I'm human- I don't have a pack, and my friends know I'm up here so if anything happens I can ask them to pick me up." You shrug, trying to appear relaxed- even if you're straight up trying to lie since you don't actually have.. well, friends. Though you're sure Namjoon must already notice that you're just putting up a front.
"I see. Alright then." He says, before he turns around, opening the door. "You guys can stop eavesdropping now, by the way." He scolds his packmembers inside, who all, except for one, have been actively listening in on the conversation.
"Sorry.." a tall guy with broad shoulders laughs softly, opening the door a bit wider. "We were just curious. Come inside you two, you must be freezing!" He ushers you both in, and you follow with a bit of hesitance, trying to distract yourself with rather examining the interior of the large cabin. Jungkook takes a moment to talk to his pack, probably to catch up with his leader and to tell the rest that you're.. not too fond of werewolf people.
All while you're in the bathroom, towel drying the ends of your hair while contemplating your life choices.
That's a whole pack of wolves- seven people currently present, and god knows how many more members they have! If they wanted, they could literally just cook you for dinner tonight, and no one would even really notice. Since you work as an independent person, you don't technically have an employer, and like mentioned, you only really have one somewhat friend who you text once in a blue moon.
No one would miss you if these guys were to just.. murder you. Or do even worse.
"Hey- you okay?" Jungkook's voice calls out through the closed door, a knock before that announcing his presence.
"Y-yeah, I'm done." You say, opening the bathroom door to reveal the young wolfboy who's looking at you with his golden eyes filled with worry. And he's not the only one-
most of his other packmates somewhat look into your direction with varying degrees of the same emotion. "Let's stop staring at her, maybe then she'll feel a little less like prey." the only one who's not currently looking at you says, making most of the other's avert their eyes caught red-handed.
"I'm sorry, if you'd like I'll show you my den- I mean, house! You can stay there by yourself if that's a little less threatening to you." Jungkook offers, and you shrug, before nodding.
Right now, you feel way too crowded. Like they're circling you, waiting for a chance to strike.
You both run a little from the main house to another, smaller one- a small cabin, cozy and a little chaotic inside. "Sorry- I didn't clean up." He laughs a but bashfully, turning on the lights before he swiftly throws an empty paper bowl from the small table in front of his kitchenette into the bin nearby.
"Its fine." You reassure him, feeling a bit better in here. "I'm.. is it really fine if I stay here?" You worry, and he nods.
"Its totally fine. You can even sleep here if it doesn't let up- which it won't, to be honest." He says.
"How do you know?" You wonder.
"Senses. Perks of the wolfblood I guess." He offers kindly, walking over to put a blanket on the couch. "I'll just make you a place to crash if you want, I promise I'll sleep at the packhouse so I won't bother you-"
"No-!" You rush out, actually a bit unintentional, as you swallow, before you collect your words properly. "I- could you maybe stay? I don't.. sleep well alone.. during storms." You mumble. "I know it's stupid but-"
"Its not." Jungkook promises, a warm glimmer in his eyes like a warm furnace during a cold winter day. "Seokjin- one of my packmates, the tall one with the broad shoulders who gave you the towel-" he says, occupying himself with putting a pillow on one side of the couch, "-he's similar. He needs the pack together during storms or he can't sleep well. Something to do with instincts." He shrugs, walking onto an open room with a bed inside, where he steals another pillow and a thick blanket to put on the bed.
"Oh." You say. "Then you should sleep with them-" you start, but Jungkook laughs.
"Nah, he'll be fine. He's treating me too much like a pup anyways!" He jokes, finishing up the couch before he moves the small coffee table further away for space. "There you go. Oh, you can charge your phone here too- let me get you a cable for that-" he perks up, before he moves into his bedroom to search for one.
Something feels... off.
You're no longer very worried about things going south for you, the small cabin offering you a warm place to stay- and in a way, his company is oddly soothing. He's kind, clearly not out for blood, and you also feel pretty sleepy, as the exhaustion from the last week catches up with you.
You've never felt so.. tired, but in a good way. As if your body is finally preparing to rest and restart.
"There. You can plug it in over there- just not on the left, that ones kind of wonky. I need to fix that up soon." He chuckles a bit shyly, and you nod, plugging your phone in near the small TV.
"Did you make this.. yourself? Or..?" You wonder, as you look at your phone starting.
"Yeah. Most of us built our homes ourself. It's like a coming-of-age thing almost." He says, pride swelling up in his chest at your next words.
"I like it. It's very.. warm. Welcoming." You nod, looking at him, who's staring back at you with round cheeks and even rounder eyes.
"Thank you!" He grins, slightly sharpened canines reminding you of what he is, down the line, and past his soft words and gentle looks.
But it doesn't scare you.
"I'll leave the door open in case you need anything." He offers, as he walks into his bedroom. "Have a good night." He smiles, and you nod, phone in your hand vibrating once to tell you it's started and charging.
"Thanks-" you say, smiling back a little hesitant. "-.. and good night to you too." You offer, before you watch him get ready for bed.
And that night, despite being alone in the woods and in the same home as a wolf-
You sleep soundly, tightly, no dreams haunting your slumber at all.
