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↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; it's a first proper date he's supposed to plan, unfortunately it does not go according to his plan

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dilf!jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, fluff, smut, neighbors au, enemies to lovers (?)

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language, protected s*x, little spanking, rough and quick s*x

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.6k+

a/n: this is one of the secrets I've been keeping and god it's finally here!! i wasn't even planning on finishing this today but I did and I'm so happy to share it with you! hope you like it <3

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Jungkook is convinced the entire world sucks.

What should be considered as the most exciting time for some men, Jungkook finds it as a literal torture. Planning a date shouldn't be so tough. He has never truly done it before – not when he truly meant it. Whenever he went out for what could be considered as a pathetic attempt at a date, its purpose was clear. To fuck and end it with a mind-blowing orgasm on both parts. 

He has never done it like… this. 

Fuck.

Just the thought of it makes him want to throw up. He definitely can't mention that to you – who's pretty much clueless about his thoughts and would kick him in the balls if you knew. 

“I don't know dude, you should bring her roses.” Taehyung proposes, watching his friend in a mild panic as he bounces Ruda in his arms. 

“She's not like other girls.”

“What do you mean? Every woman loves roses! You can't go wrong with that!” Taehyung protests, offended that Jungkook rejected his idea right away. 

“I wouldn't say every but yeah, it's the effort that counts. Plus, she knows you've never done this before.” Yoongi joins in that conversation, shrugging nonchalantly while Jungkook nibbles on his bottom lip. 

Fuck! This is not like him. 

It's already enough his friends share an amused look, one he definitely notices and finds really offending. They find this entire thing very amusing while Jungkook is having a midlife crisis. 

“Okay, maybe forget about the flowers. What does she like?”

“What do you mean?” Jungkook frowns.

Yoongi rolls his eyes, “What things does she like to do? Does she like to eat? Likes to watch movies?”

Jungkook's a little taken back by those questions, a clueless expression clouding his face while Taehyung snorts in the background. He's too busy trying to think of a proper answer to glare at him in return. 

“I–I don't know,” he admits.

“You don't know?” Yoongi deadpans, “Come on dude, you gotta know something.”

“I don't know!” he exclaims in distress, causing Ruda to babble as if to remind him she's there. He shoots her an apologetic look, looking back at Yoongi. “We never really discussed that kind of stuff. We fucked. That's what she likes for sure.”

“Should you talk like that in front of the baby?” Taehyung points out, met with another glare that shuts him up. 

Ruda is too young to understand. He'll take care of his bad mouth by the time she understands, he naively thinks to himself.

“Then just fuck her.” 

Jungkook stares dumbfoundedly at his friend and his stupid idea. “Seriously? I'm supposed to take her on a date. Beats the whole purpose of it if I just fuck her instead.”

“Look at him, so much progress.” Taehyung mutters amusingly, causing Jungkook to grab one of Ruda's plushies and throw it aggressively at Taehyung's head. 

“Then just take her somewhere and fuck her after. If the date is awful, at least she gets her world rocked.”

They both start to laugh while Jungkook whines loudly, a groan following right after. “You guys are fucking with me. Literally, you're no help.”

“JK, we can't exactly help you when you have no idea what she likes. Maybe you should find out first and then think of something?”

“Oh, how did I not think of it sooner?” Jungkook mocks, doing a little stance with his arms while Ruda is in his hold. “Very smart, Yoongi. I don't want to make it seem as if I don't know what I'm doing.”

“What's so wrong about that?” Taehyung questions, “You just ask her what she prefers and it'll be easier to plan something.”

“Yeah, he's right.”

Jungkook sighs, pinching his brows. Ruda starts to fidget in his hold, causing him to sit down in a chair. He hands her one of her rattles as she starts to wildly shake it in her tiny hands. 

“Won't I look pathetic if I just asked her?”

“You literally look pathetic right now.”

“Taehyung, God help me–”

“Just ask her.” He cuts him off. 

Somehow, he made it sound easier than the thought of it is. 

The next time you see Jungkook is when you bring him the dinner you cooked. You haven't had that much time to see each other, with you working and his sleeping schedule all over the place, you had to settle with a message for the time being. It hasn't been that long, only like three days since he asked you on a date.

You're not going to lie, you feel a little giddy thinking of it. It's weird because you can't imagine the famous Jeon Jungkook on a date. If someone mentioned the words date and Jungkook in the same sentence, you would laugh them off. But now that it involves you, you find it almost flattering. He's taking you on a date. 

You. 

And no one else. 

You want to devilishly cackle at all those bitches that got to fuck him, wanted something more with him. Realizing that's kind of evil, you humble yourself because nothing's sure yet. 

Since this is very new to not only you but Jungkook as well, it's hard to have any say when it comes to the future. You're trying to prepare yourself for any outcomes but it's tough. Tougher than you think it would be. The idea of this failing makes you weirdly sad and you can't stand it.

However the sight in front of you completely brings you to other thoughts. You've never been someone who would thirst over dads. The whole DILF thing discussed between women was a pure fantasy, something they would romanize or even sexualize. Not that you were purely against it. Are women who find young dads hot that bad? 

The potential man would have to be hot in order to find them being a young dad hot. Some men just have that spark. And you've never really met one even remotely close to Jungkook.

And there he is. 

He opens his front door, hair slightly raffled and messy, as if he hasn't brushed it the entire day. He has one of his oversized gray shirts on, a map of spit or whatever that is decorating the thin material. He has a baby cloth draped over his shoulder, momentarily widening his eyes at the sight of you. 

Then realization hits him and he steals a glance at the watch around his wrist. He forgot you were supposed to drop in for dinner. 

Other than he looks fucking hot, even in his messy state, you also find him adorable how he stares at you with big doe eyes before he ushers you to come inside. 

“Where's my favorite baby?” you ask excitedly, keeping your tone down just in case she's sleeping. It's awfully quiet in Jungkook's apartment. 

“You make it sound as if you knew dozens of them.”

You give him a look, hearing him chuckling as he runs his fingers through his hair. “Rude.”

“She's sleeping,” he answers instead, but a cocky grin is attached to his moisturized lips. “She's been a little cranky this night,” He lets out a yawn. “Barely got any sleep.”

You pout at the thought of it. “You should've told me. We could switch or something.”

He stares at you dumbfounded as if you just came up with the craziest idea. Perhaps it is one. 

“You have a job, Y/N. I can't let you have a sleepless night.”

He has a point. Even if you were willing to spend a sleepless night helping him, you wouldn't really help much since you have to wake up early in the morning. You can't babysit during the day, unless it's the weekend. And babysitting during the night so Jungkook can sleep, even if for a few hours would cause you to look like a zombie the next morning.

You love your sleep. But you're willing to give it away for Ruda. And Jungkook. 

Jungkook ends that particular topic, leading you further down his apartment and to his kitchen where you place the containers. “It's tomato sauce pasta with chicken and basil. Not exactly a trophy winning menu but I tried to cook something quickly.”

“Fuck, I'm so hungry,” Jungkook whines, opening the container as he inhales the scent, a steam coming off it since you just finished cooking. “Thank you. It smells amazing.”

“No worries, I told you I wanna help in any way I can.” you assure him. 

He motions for you to sit down, already pulling out a glass for you where he pours you an apple juice. “Have you eaten?” he asks, already digging his fork into pasta.

“It's hot, be careful,” you warn him, even though the steam itself is enough of an indicator that it's indeed very hot. But Jungkook looks as if he's ready to swallow the entire thing with no thoughts. “And no. I came directly here but no worries, I will eat when I come home.”

“Nonsense,” Jungkook waves you off. You watch him stand up and before you can complain, he pulls out a plate for you and opens the other container you had prepared for him for tomorrow. “Here, let's eat together.”

“Jungkook–I have my food at home, I just came here to drop this–”

“Stay for a while.” he says simply, looking too irresistible and straight into your eyes for you to object. 

“Okay.”

You dig into the food, not realizing how hungry you've become once again. Your entire apartment smells like tomato sauce, garlic and basil. You hope by the time you come there, the opened windows did their job because you would hate to sleep in a smelly apartment. 

When you were cooking, you inhaled the smell a lot so naturally, you didn't feel as hungry anymore but now the hunger comes back. Without any argument, you both eat in silence while trying to talk about your days. 

You and Jungkook haven't really talked that much before. You both know what you spent most of the time doing. That's changing and it is a pleasant change.

It does feel slightly odd to be talking about casual stuff like your work. But once Jungkook takes over and talks you through their day. He's got a lot on his plate. He has a baby for fuck sake. He looks exhausted, yet his eyes are sparkling and he doesn't make it sound as if he's complaining. He informs you, even laughs at Ruda's cranky mood and what work she makes him go through. 

You're done and Jungkook takes it upon himself to clean the dishes and give you back your food containers, even though you told him it can wait. He protests and while he just as much protests with you cleaning the mess in his living room, you do it anyway.

There are toys and a few dirty and empty bottles laying around. There's not that much of a mess and it's done shortly after Jungkook finishes dishes.

You both decide to hang out for a while before you have to get home, take a shower and prepare yourself for the night. 

“Hey, I meant to ask you about something…”

Jungkook starts unsurely, arm outstretched behind your seat on his couch as you're cuddled to his side. You could fall asleep like this.

“It's about our date.”

You pull away slightly to look at his face, “Are you backing down from it?” you muse, watching the way his face turns into panic and that alone tells you that's far from the truth. It's enough to let you relax as you giggle.

“No!”

“Then what is it?” you ask, cuddling back but in a position where you still can see him. 

“What do you like to do?” he asks, a little awkward as he scratches the back of his head. “It sounds fucking stupid but I was wondering where to take you and I realized–we never talked about this stuff. And I–” Don't want to mess up. He doesn't finish.

Something warm collects in your chest and you try to hide a smile, not wanting him to feel as if you're finding him amusing or anything of that sort. Actually, you find him endearing. He's showing you a side of himself that you've never seen before.

“Whatever you plan, I'm sure I'll enjoy it.” You settle on saying, not having anything particular in mind which is not a help at all. 

“Come on!” Jungkook whines, “I'm trying here. I've never done this shit before.”

“Did you just call our date a shit?” you tease him, watching him open his mouth before he closes it and glares at you.

“I didn't mean it like that.”

“I know, I just love teasing you,” you muse, met with another glare which causes you to giggle silently. “I've never seen you like this. I'm quite enjoying it.”

“Yeah, make fun of me.” he scoffs a little.

Realizing this might not be just as fun and humorous as you make it seem to be, you also realize this must be important to him in a way. Your smile drops and you sit up, watching him slide his arm off the couch and into his lap. He stares there thoughtfully, avoiding your gaze.

“I'm sorry, I didn't think you would worry about it this much,” you tell him gently, “Depends on what time we would go on a date.”

“I called my mom and she can babysit until 9PM. She has to go back home after that.”

“Hm, okay. And what time are we meeting?”

“I thought maybe around… four?” he says, stealing a glance at you as your purse your lips in thought.

“How about we eat somewhere nice–nothing fancy!” you warn him, not really sure if he's the type to go all out since he has never done this before. 

But still, you want to make sure he doesn't spend a fortune on a single date. Plus, you would like to pay too. Not because he has a baby and other expenses, but because you're independent. You don't need a man to pay for everything.

Maybe eventually it would be nice to get spoiled a little. But at the moment, you can't imagine it. It wouldn't seem fair considering what a position he's in now. There's a little human here that needs more of everything than you do.

It's not something you've had to come to terms with, you've understood it from the beginning. Jungkook is a dad now. And it has a certain baggage with it. 

“And then we could do something–I don't know. Maybe we could think about it after? To see what we're in the mood for.”

“You sure you'll be okay with it?” he asks unsure.

He's met with a confusion as you pull back and say; “Why wouldn't I be? I just suggested it.” you giggle.

“Just askin'. I've never done this before.”

“So you said.” you tell him, standing up. “I would go and check Ruda but I don't want to wake her up. So kiss her for me, okay?” 

Jungkook looks like he's ready to protest, perhaps telling you to stay a little longer or even night, knowing it might be too soon for you. Once he checks the time, he remains quiet and the pout is the only thing visible on his face. 

You lean down, kissing him on his cheek. “Don't worry about the date too much, okay?”

He hums, though keeps his pessimism to himself. You wave at him for the last time and it's until he hears a soft click that he's once again alone with his daughter. The one that announces herself shortly after you leave. A loud sigh leaving his mouth as he stands up and goes to check on her. 

“What do you mean you can't come?” Jungkook shrieks, so out of his character that even his mother on the other line stays silent for a second.

“I'm sorry, Jungkookie. They canceled all train connections because of an accident.”

“Fuck,” he mumbles under his breath, hearing his mother scolding him but he pays her zero attention. “Can you grab a taxi or something? I'll pay for it.”

It's out of his budget but he's desperate. 

“No, it's too expensive plus I wouldn't be able to make it in time. You know how it is here. It's hard to find a taxi.”

He groans, rubbing his face frustratedly as he stares out of the window. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 

He had it all planned. Even though you talked about getting food, he thought a lot – embarrassed to say – he even googled a few spots that were recommended around here. He would let you choose and maybe you would be able to visit them all within five hours that you would have for yourselves. 

But now everything's out of the window. 

“I could come tomorrow?” She tries to help, but Jungkook shakes his head.

You can't tomorrow. There's some kind of family party you need to attend. 

“No, it's fine, mom. I'll call you later.”

“I really am sorry, Jungkookie.”

He starts to think of every single thing that he knows. Every person gets on his mind and he wonders if he should call them. In a moment of realization and reality hitting back to him, he realizes he can't just call anyone to watch over his daughter. He sits down in disappointment, realizing how selfish that would be of him. 

He can't call Yoongi or Taehyung. They would not be able to take care of her and he would spend the entire date worrying, probably leaving to check on her. That's completely out of the question. None of his other friends, that probably fuck around as we're speaking would be able to help him.

None of his family members are around. Plus, they still haven't met Ruda – most of them – for some reason he thinks it's too early. He's still in a stage of trying to figure out to be a father. 

It's only his luck that his mom calls him from the train station, having no other way to come here. Just because some dumb fuck decided to jump in front of the train. 

He stops.

Fuck, he really is selfish.

He takes it back immediately, having more compassion now than ever since he has a whole baby to raise and take care of. 

You're supposed to be here any minute. He had it all planned. 

His mom should've been here soon, he would briefly talk her through Ruda's routine. He trusts her. She raised him and could surely take care of a baby. Plus, Ruda's sleep is better these days and she's too little to make a fuss about her dad not being here. 

When a knock resounds on his door, his entire stomach churns and he prepares himself for the disappointment that he seems to be. It's even worse when he opens the front door and you stand there, fully prepared in a short dress. Your hair is neat and nicely done, so is your make-up. Not that you aren't pretty either way, but he can definitely tell the extra effort you've put into yourself. 

It truly makes him feel like the biggest asshole. 

You smile, telling him something but he can't hear. He just stares, both out of awe and then frustration when he realizes what he's about to tell you. 

“What's wrong?” Your smile drops, making a note of his weird expression of pure sadness. 

“We can't go on a date,” He forces the words out of his mouth.

It's weird how his heart drops when you suddenly grab the strap of your bag, looking as if you're shielding yourself from him. 

“It's–My mom just called and she can't get on the train.”

“Oh,” you let out. “That sucks.”

“Yeah, um–come inside.” he says, gently grabbing your wrist as he pulls you inside. He doesn't need any nosy neighbors witnessing this very uncomfortable and awkward situation. 

You stand in his entry way, looking around in awkwardness as he scratches his temple.

He's obviously styled and prepared to go out. You've noticed his nice outfit right away. He's wearing black slacks with a casual white t-shirt tucked inside it. His hair is trimmed and styled back. You can smell his aftershave and hair gel along with his cologne. 

Clearly, he hasn't stood you up and what he's saying is the truth.

It's not like you doubt him but well – all of this is new and maybe it wouldn't be so out of character if Jungkook panicked and decided to make a lie to save himself. 

“I'm so sorry–I really had everything prepared for tonight. And it's completely ruined. I fucked up.”

You frown, staring at him for a second. “You didn't fuck up, Jungkook.” you tell him softly. “It's not your fault.”

“I thought of calling one of my friends, but they're not able to take care of Ruda–I can't just let them–”

Probably they wouldn't even want to babysit, now that he thinks of it.

“Jungkook, it's totally okay. I understand.”

“I can't let just anyone watch over her.”

“I understand,” you emphasize softly, smiling at him. “How about we take her with us?”

Jungkook's head snaps in your direction, looking at you as if you're crazy. “You wanna take a baby with us? Nothing against Ruda but–we're not gonna be able to enjoy it. She will cry eventually and I had plans–I can't possibly imagine taking her there–it's too much work.”

He panics and you need to get a hold of his shoulders to stop him.

“We don't have to take her to the restaurant or wherever you want to go,” you inform him, “We could just take her for a stroll and see from there? If she's gonna cry and be cranky, we'll just come back.”

You're not a mother yourself, but somehow you can empathize with his situation. He hasn't taken her out for too long, not onto too many public places. Until you count grocery stories and nearby parks. He's by himself most of the time. While he finally got the hang of the feeding, bath and sleeping routine, the thought of suddenly taking her there makes him unsure. Even though he knows he'll have to do it eventually. 

“Plus, I will be there. It's gonna be the two of us.” 

Something about that specific line makes him pause as he watches you. You give him a look, wondering what's the stare for but he just smiles. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” you assure him. “Nothing's ruined. Plus, I think I'll prefer Ruda's company there too.”

He looks at you suspiciously, almost like he doesn't believe you. And perhaps he doesn't. But you giggle. “I'm serious. There's gonna be time to enjoy ourselves alone.”

“I–” he stops, “Wow. Okay. I'll prepare her and we can go.”

“Great,” you smile, “I'll prepare her stroller. Do you have any formula prepared?”

“Yeah, had one prepared for mom. It should still be warm.” 

You both jump into action. Jungkook takes Ruda out of her cradle that he bought for her and has its place designed in his living room. She starts to wake up, her little face twisting as you coo at her while you walk past them. You prepare the bottle and stroller, watching Jungkook put her there as you bring some extra clothes for her just in case. 

You're out of his apartment in a record time, fully prepared as you shoo Jungkook and take the stroller. He walks beside you with a teasing smile, but there's a huge relief and content behind it. 

Jungkook's nerves are put at ease. 

Not only you but the situation proves to him that he can still go and eat out, even with a baby. Ruda has been like an angel. Once she's awake, she just stares around before she falls asleep shortly after. You feed her in a nearby park which slowly lullabies her to sleep.

After walking and getting to know each other's interests through stories, you find a nice restaurant where you can eat outside. It's not probably what Jungkook had planned but it has its own magic. 

Stroller kept next to you at all times, you fill up your stomach and even sleeping Ruda gets a few compliments along the way.

“Aw, what a cute baby! You have a very pretty baby.” The waitress tells you, beaming from a distance at sleeping Ruda, causing you both to smile.

None of you correct her. Why should you? She's a stranger and it doesn't matter what she thinks. You understand why she would think you're a family. It's a standard here. Nobody expects single dads out here. 

Well, not so single anymore. You hope.

“Thank you.” you smile at her in gratitude, eyes dropping to the sleeping angel that's next to you. Okay, maybe you appropriated Jungkook's daughter but he doesn't seem to mind. Actually, it seems like he's enjoying the sight in front of him.

“Your daughter is a star around here.” you tell Jungkook once the waitress is gone.

He chuckles, “Stealing my spotlight from birth.”

“Oh, she definitely helps you catch even more eyes.” you muse, watching him laugh in confusion. “Everyone's staring at you. All those women we walked past. They're thirsting over you.”

“Are you sure it's because of Ruda?”

You roll your eyes while grinning, “So cocky as usual.”

“What? I've always caught a female's gaze if that's what you were saying.”

“Obviously,” you roll your eyes again, “But there's something hot about a young hot dad. You're a DILF now.”

“Don't call me that.” he groans, causing you to laugh.

“Either way, it does bring you attention whether you like it or not.”

“Doesn't matter, I only like your attention,” he says. 

The two of you share a look as Jungkook cringes while laughing while you shriek in both excitement and disbelief. You probably look like a crazy couple. “That was smooth!”

He laughs, “I'm trying. I'm not romantic.”

“Are we having this conversation again?” You lift your brow. “Anyway, they can only look. You're on a date with me.”

It's a diplomatic way to say, aiming at something that hasn't been discussed yet. This is your first date after all. None of you have a certain plan. 

Yet, you're sure to admit that you don't like the attention Jungkook gets. 

“Does that make me your boyfriend?” he asks, tasting the way that words sound out of his mouth. 

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

“Hell yeah. If it means repelling all the men from you, I will be anything.”

You laugh, “You sound jealous.”

“Because I am,” he says, throwing a piece of sweet potato into his mouth. “I want you all to myself.”

“Hm, I'll think about it. Ruda has a place in my heart too.”

“I can share with her.” 

You both share a giggle together, something you've barely done before. 

“Does this make it official?” you question.

He shrugs, “If you want it to be. I know I do.”

“Me too,” you tell him giddily, sounding like an excited teenager. “I want to be your girlfriend.”

“Do people get together on a first date though?” he asks, finding you staring dumbfoundedly at him. “No, I'm serious. I really wanna know.”

You sit back, taking a sip of your drink. “Who cares? We kinda did it backwards anyway.”

“True,” Jungkook hums. “Who cares.”

Throughout those four hours of getting to know each other more, the connection between you grew some more. You've found out about Jungkook's secret hobby which is graphic art. It kind of explains the love for his tattoos as well. He's no longer just the boy that partied and fuck his way through his years. Actually, he's not that at all.

His guilty pleasure is eating snacks in the middle of the night, though he really tries to restrict himself from doing so. It's tougher to visit a gym these days, one of his obvious hobbies that you've already known. But he talked more about that and there wasn't a minute that it felt awkward or uncomfortable.

Ruda has been a pleasant company as well, her cuteness making both of you laugh and giggle. You were kind of bonding over her as well. Until it was starting to get darker and the two of you have decided to get back. 

On your way to the apartment complex, Ruda has pooped which proved your decision to go back to be right. Jungkook invites you to his place, not too keen on ending your date just yet and you agree. Though, you have to wake up early to pack your things and get ready for your cousin's birthday party, you don't want to leave them. 

You offer to take Ruda's nappy but Jungkook refuses, thinking it might be too much to ask of you but truly, you wouldn't mind. You try to tell him that but he just shakes his head, tells you to sit down and make yourself at home.

Shortly after, he comes back informing you that Ruda fell asleep. He joins you on the couch with what sounds like an exhausted sigh. The two of you share a look, both chuckling, silently of course because there's a baby sleeping in the other room. 

“Did you like it?” 

Jungkook fills up the momentary silence, voice slightly unsure and nervous.

He glances at you sideways, quickly looking away as he clears his throat.

“The date.”

“I did,” you giggle, nodding. “I really did. Thank you, it was very lovely.”

He allows himself to smile, mentally patting himself on his back for this going so smoothly. To be honest, he expected a disaster. It began like that, so he can't be blamed for expecting it to continue. But he's pleasantly surprised. 

Too happy about today. 

He feels like a freaking teenager and he gets this weird fluttering in his stomach. Urgh! He's not sure how he feels about it because it's new.

“Though you could've let me pay at least for the botanic park–or the museum.” you tell him, giving him a dirty but teasing look. 

You've really managed to visit many places Jungkook prepared for you. At first – which you're clueless about – he wasn't sure how to feel about it because he never went to a freaking museum. Maybe when he was on a school trip. It was totally involuntary, of course. But he caught himself enjoying it – and maybe it was because you were there – but he realized he doesn't mind enjoying himself, knowing it's because of you that he was able to. 

“No can do.” Jungkook shakes his head, teasing you some more which makes you groan. 

“I will pay next time.”

“Next time?” he teases, wiggling his brow.

“Aren't we dating now? It's what couples do, going on dates–”

“We are,” he hums. “What else do they do?”

You smirk, inching closer to him as you cuddle up to his side. He welcomes your touch, throwing his arm around you as he pulls you even closer while he doesn't take his eyes off you.

“They kiss,” you whisper, noses bumping into each other as you let your lips linger over his. Not quite kissing him but then it's too irresistible, he is, that in the end you press a soft kiss on his lips.

“They cuddle,” you continue, “Fuck.”

Jungkook chokes on his spit, “Don't say it like that.”

“Is Jeon Jungkook getting shy?” you tease, kissing his jaw. “You know a lot about fucking.”

“I–fuck–I do,” he agrees, voice sounding almost choked up. He tries to concentrate badly, he really does, but you're making it too hard when your kisses trail down his neck, making more parts of his body alive. “It just makes me–”

“What? Horny?” you tease and he groans.

“Well obviously,” he rolls his eyes, hands on your hips as you sit up and straddle his lap. “Wait–”

“Why?” you pause, cheeks heating up from embarrassment.

“No, wait, wait, wait–” He quickly says as if he could read your thoughts. He can surely see the starting embarrassment and the way you pull away, putting distance between you. “I really want nothing else than fuck you.”

“But?”

Jungkook presses his lips together, “I wanna take it slow. Won't it ruin if we just fuck right now?”

You give him a look, slightly caught off guard. “Why would we? We've done it before multiple times.”

“Yeah, we did but… but it was different, you know?” he says and weirdly, you do know what he means. However– “I just don't want to fuck this up.”

Your eyes soften, taking Jungkook's face into your hands as you press a soft kiss to his lips. “You won't fuck this up, Jungkook.”

“You don't know that.” He frowns.

“Well, yeah. I meant it in a more encouraging way. You're trying and I can see that. I do appreciate it.” you confess to him, silently and softly as if saying it out loud will make it embarrassing. You're a little sheepish when it comes to confessing such things. Talking deeply and emotionally with him. “I personally don't think us having sex tonight will ruin anything. But if that's what you're worried about, we don't have to. What I wanna say with this is–I respect it.”

He watches you, eyes clouded with restraint and desire. Currently having an inner battle with himself, he sighs and leans his head back.

“Plus, I think it's cute.”

“Cute?” he deadpans, moving his head down to look at you. 

“You're cute,” you admit, giggling at the look of disgust on his face. “This really means something to you.”

“Does it not to you?”

You laugh, “Of course it does.”

He smiles, pulling you closer as he's the one who kisses you now. “Fuck, you're really making this hard.”

“Not just this.” you point out, wiggling your brows at him when you shift in his lap, feeling his hardening length under you.

“Stop!” he shrieks silently in horrification.

You giggle, “We could watch a movie instead. Or talk.”

He rubs his lips together, eyes dropping low. For a moment, the two of you only stare at each other. There's desire, lust and impatience clouding the air around you, just as much as it fills your gazes. Jungkook's eyes are the first ones to drop down your lips. Staring at them painted in a nice shade that compliments your skin tone. They're moisturized and never looked so tempting. He's not sure. He can't think straight right now. 

“Fuck movie.” he pants, grabbing you by your sides and pulling you onto him. 

The kiss is no longer soft and minimal, you both practically throw at each other letting your bodies act upon their biggest temptation. The making out is messy and fast, no longer staying at that as Jungkook lays you down and starts kissing you down your neck. 

“Fuck, that feels good.” you gasp, moaning when Jungkook lowers down your dress and starts sucking the skin on top of your breasts. 

You arch into his touch and warmth, craving for every inch of him. It leads you to become even more impatient, ushering him to take off his shirt. He does and you immediately salivate at his pecs and muscles, hands trailing down his back and abs.

“Fuck, almost forgot how hot you are.” you confess. Okay, that might be a lie. It's hard not to notice how Jungkook glows with hotness, even if there are traces of exhaustion every day. 

“Oh, you forgot?” Jungkook teases, “Should remind you.”

“Mhm, you should.”

And boy, he does. 

In a split second, the dress is ripped off you and thrown somewhere on the floor, underwear followed right after. You complain about Jungkook's upper body still dressed, though there's something incredibly sexy about him wearing slacks with chest on full display. It's almost too shameful that he turns you around, getting you on all four. 

Both of you go completely feral. The position making your ass arch as Jungkook delivers a slap to it. He stops for a second though, freezes and waits for any sound coming from his bedroom. You watch him relax as he continues, a little smile playing on your lips. 

You hear him unzipping his slacks, not wanting to get the sight stolen from you so you turn around and stare at the scene in front of you across your shoulder. He smirks, noticing you watching as he reaches toward his coffee table.

Once he pulls out a foil packet, you give him a look with raised brow. “How did it get there?”

“My wallet dropped the other day and someone rang the door, I panicked and put it there.”

You laugh at his story, wondering if he's telling the truth. He looks like it though and quite frankly, you don't care. 

“Turned out to be convenient.”

“It did, thanks to whoever rang that day.”

He smiles, not elaborating any further as he takes off his remaining clothes. You hear the familiar sound of foil ripping and before you know it, Jungkook's tip pokes you at your asscheek. 

You might be already impatient enough, both of you too hungry for one another, but you also know there is no time to fool around when you now have the chance to have sex. Any second Ruda could wake up and put an end to your and Jungkook's desire. Seems like he knows it too because he gives you an apologetic look.

“It's okay, just fuck me.” you assure him with a moan, arching your back for him. 

He spits on his fingers, stretching you out with them and you sigh in content at the feeling. Giving you a few pumps to make you at least somehow prepared for him, you whine his name in ushering him and silently telling him you'll be fine.

That's all it takes for him to enter you, both of you swallowing down any set of curses and sounds. Jungkook pulls back just for him to thrust into you. He finds a perfect rhythm, rocking your bodies fast and roughly.

Jungkook growls, “Holy shit.”

He slaps your ass, trying to keep it down as you both giggle in the middle of it. It's soon cut off by his thrusts you try to meet. Giggles get switched by silent moans and pleas. Everything is heated and rushed, both of you ultimately aiming to orgasm knowing it could get interrupted any minute. Keeping that in mind, you don't hold yourself back and neither does Jungkook.

Despite your situation, he does not refrain himself a few slaps to your ass which only brings you closer to the end. 

“Jungkook–”

“Fucking hell, I wish I could hear you moaning and screaming.”

You wish you had more time, though you don't regret it happening now. You wouldn't have it any other way. Thinking that you both would have to wait for each other sounds like a proper torture. 

“You're fucking creaming my cock–fuck.” he groans silently, seeming to have as much as struggle to keep it down. 

Still, it's kind of hot to experience it. You never had to keep it down. Sure, there were many times when you specifically had sex and tried to be silent because of neighbors. With Jungkook, you never cared about neighbors before. Not that much at least.

“Fuck–I'm almost–there.”

“Come for me.” Jungkook grunts, hands gripping your ass so much that you're sure there will be bruises tomorrow.

And you do. Not even five seconds later, you bury your face into his couch and let moans disappear into its material. Jungkook follows right after you, not being able to hold it for much longer as he comes inside the condom. 

He stays inside for a moment, softening slowly as he carefully helps you to turn around. He sits back on his knees, condom soiled by your cum and juices but none of you move. 

You stare at each other, smiles coming up at the same time as you silently giggle. 

This is the best date ever.

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— lovestruck | jjk

falling in love was not really a choice; it just struck me

⟶ pairing: idol!jungkook x f.reader ⟶ au/genre: fuck buddies to lovers, soft smut, fluff ⟶ warnings: them being infatuated with each other lol, food poisoned jimin (poor baby) mention of vomiting, light mentions of sex ⟶ word count: 1,665 ⟶ author’s note: lol, this was not planned, but i was in a mood so here it is 🥹

⟶ rating: MA

“Spend all day tomorrow with me?” he asks when you tell him you’ll be free until Sunday.

You’re endeared by his big round eyes - nervously expectant - and the light blush on his cheeks. Since you’ve met Jungkook, he’s never been a shy man. Witnessing this new side of him makes you feel so soft.

How can you say no to him? You’d give that man anything he asked for.

Jungkook bites his bottom lip, waiting for your answer. A dimple appears - the same one that also appears when he mindlessly plays with his lip ring.

You’re completely putty in his hands.

“Yeah,” you breathlessly answer.

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brenda! thank you so much for reading 🫶🏼

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You said you couldn't write anything spicy with Hobi but an hour later you publish Haunted House which is spicy as fuck. I'm like ????

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Series The Bet: Haunted House - JHK

→ pairing | Jung Hoseok x Reader

→ genre | smut, angst, enemys to lovers!au

→ word count | 6,431

→ summary | Because of your friends, Hoseok thought you hated him, and you thought the same. But after they bet on spending Halloween Eve night in an abandoned house, everything changes.

→ warnings |sex, Adult content(a lot), alcoholic beverages, low slang words.

→ A/N| Please reblog and like if you liked it, Tumblr is loving to end blogs around here by cutting their visibility. DON'T DO WHAT THE CHARACTERS DID. I'm not talking about sex, if you are of legal age and want to, do it. I'm talking about going to abandoned places at night. Be careful, there are a lot of bad people in the world just waiting for a chance to hurt you. Stay safe. The house is not haunted at all, so don't worry, there's nothing terrifying about this story.

“I can’t fucking believe that we are doing this.” It must have been the fifteenth time the boy next to you had said the same sentence, it was almost like it was in a loop. And you completely agreed with him, you didn't believe you were doing such a stupid thing, mostly, you didn't believe you were heading towards an abandoned house next to Jung Hoseok, the most beautiful and most annoying man you knew. The vodka you had been drinking nonstop for two hours before getting in that car wasn't making you any more comfortable with the situation. But you had to take that bet, there was no way you were going to let your friends think you were scared to spend the Halloween night in the most famous abandoned house in town; even if you were hella scared. "Why the hell did you have to bet me too?" He took his eyes off the road for a second, staring at her and then back to the street dimly lit by the car's headlights. "Were you that desperate to be alone with me in a place, but are you so proud to say, that you had to take the two of us to an abandoned house?"

Although you sometimes wanted to beat Hoseok until he passed out, you couldn't deny how cute he was. He had that emo badboy vibe, wore dark eye makeup and painted his nails black, and wore really heavy clothes. He had that hate-filled look in his eyes, but at the same time, his expression didn't say anything. And that black hair, god you wanted to get your fingers into that hair. You weren't sure why you hated him so much, maybe it was to mask all the lust and attraction you felt for him, maybe it was the fact that you felt annoyed that you were the only one of your friends who hadn't slept with him.  And you also didn't know why he hated you so much, you just knew that from the first time you saw each other, you started insulting each other.

"You can keep dreaming, Hoseok, because the only reason I bet you is to prove to everyone that you're just a scared chicken."

He snorted.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, maybe you'll believe it one day." The two then fell silent again, the atmosphere in the car heavy, and it was so quiet outside that you could only hear the car's engine. You then started feeling anxious and rethinking the whole situation. You were going to a place in the middle of nowhere, a house hidden in the middle of the forest, in a place where no living soul had stepped in years; except of course the drunk and drugged wanderers who were likely to commit crimes and hide in the house. It wasn't a place for two young adults to go to at dawn. It was very dangerous and that's how horror movies started: with two idiots snooping around where they shouldn't.

"Okay, maybe this was a bad idea, Hoseok." He arched an eyebrow, but he didn't take his eyes off the road or said a word. "This can be quite dangerous, we don't know what we can find there." And you paused. "Perhaps we should both give up this challenge and accept whatever the punishment is."

"I'll not give up." he scoffed. "If you want wimp out, go ahead, I'll stop the car and you'll go back." He said slowing the car down, and you widened your eyes.

"Are you going to let me go back by my self? Down this deserted road?"

"Or you can just stop being a coward and finish the damn dare."

“Ugh, fine.” You crossed your arms, huffing and leaning back in the seat. "But if I die, I'm going to make your life hell,"

"If you die, I will too, honey."

And for some strange reason, you felt comfortable with the nickname.

A few minutes later, after being silent again, both saw a dirt road that entered the forest, when approaching closer, you saw a huge tree fallen to the ground, blocking the entire passage. Due to its size, you would not be able to go around it, you would have to walk from there. Hoseok stopped the car as close to the side of the road as possible, turned off the engine and both got out of the car, feeling the temperature drop instantly. You hugged your body, while the guy went to the trunk and took out a backpack. After locking the car, he was the first to jump over the tree, turning around and waiting for you. You still felt like that was a bad idea. And Hoseok knew it. He glued his eyes together and moistened his lips before speaking.

"Do you want to stay in the car?" He could see your eyes twinkling when he suggested it. And he found it adorable.

"Will you stay with me?" You had never used such a soft tone of voice with him before, and he might not admit it, but he liked it. And it would be interesting to spend the night in a car with you, but he was too proud for that.

"I'm not giving up on the challenge, (y/n). I'm staying in the house." You shook your head, your jaw quivering too much from the cold to argue, then just sighed and headed towards the tree, climbing it. When you stood on top of the fallen log, Hoseok who was on the other side, adjusted the backpack on his back and stretched his arms towards you, helping you down, and before the mood started to get weird, he started walking again down the dirt road towards the abandoned house.

The road was surrounded by giant trees that covered the sky with their leaves, not letting you see above them. It was cold down there, and the street grew dark as you went further. You could hear crickets, tree branches bumping against each other pushed by the wind, you could hear the wind whistling violently, and you could hear your heart beating in your ear. You've never been afraid of the dark, you've never had to sleep with the light on, you've never been afraid of what could be hiding in your closet or under your bed, but at that moment you were afraid of what might be lurking behind those trees.

You looked at Hoseok, and he didn't look scared at all, in fact he looked thoughtful. And focused. He was a very confident guy, he trusted himself and in his abilities, whatever he wanted, he would go out there and get it. You envied that about him. And your thoughts were interrupted when you heard something like dry branches being broken, as if someone was stepping on them, and it came from the middle of the bush. The sound made you involuntarily jump to Hoseok's side and grab his hand and his arm, both of you stopping walking as you stared at the place where the noise seemed to have come from. The boy looked at you, all curled up as you held on to him and he could only smile, that was the first time you had touched him willingly. Another sound of the same kind came from the bushes and you stifled a squeak, turning all at once towards him, bumping into his body, hiding your face in his chest, closing your eyes tightly, hugging him around the waist. You've never been so terrified, and that wasn't funny.

"Hey, it's okay." Hoseok tried to calm you down, hugging you and running his hand through your hair, not trying to push you away, just trying to reassure you that nothing was going to happen. "You're safe with me, don't worry. It's just a few branches snapping, there's nothing to fear, I promise."

"What if it's some wild animal? A bear or a wolf."

"We don't have animals in these forests, the most it can be is a stray cat, it won't hurt us." His voice was extremely calm, and smooth, and oddly enough, you were starting to calm down. You never thought that one day you would be soothed by Jung Hoseok, but at that moment, he didn't seem to hate you that much. Then you slowly lifted your head, opening your startled eyes and looking at the image of his dimly lit face, he stared back at you, bringing one of his hands to your cheek, caressing it slowly before coming to his senses and realizing what was happening. He cleared his throat and took a step back. "Let's go on, huh?" You blinked slowly before nodding, ducking your head, trying to ignore your burning cheeks. "Come on, hold my hand." He said reaching out his hand to you which you accepted quickly, letting his big hand encircle yours.

The rest of the way to the house was calm, and although you were still startled by the noises of the forest, having Hoseok's palm against yours was helping you not to lose your mind. A few minutes later, you were able to visualize at the very bottom, at the end of that road, a very humble little house. As you got closer, the feeling that something could go wrong increased. And knowing that it wouldn't do any good to ask Hoseok to come back and forget about that damn bet, you just took a deep breath, as if you were already preparing for the worst.

When you finally got to the house, you could see how deplorable it was. The wood was faded and rotten. The window panes were broken and the porch wood creaked as they stepped on it. The front door was half open, and the moonlight that had illuminated most of its way there didn't reach inside the house. Hoseok took a flashlight out of his backpack and you frowned, you didn't know people still used those things even with the advancement of technology and flashlights in cell phones. Although it was better to use up your flashlight battery than to use up your cell phone battery and not be able to call the police if you had to.

Hoseok used the tip of the flashlight to push the door open, It creaked until it hit the wall. The first thing he saw was a large living room, with two old sofas and the upholstery torn apart, a coffee table in front of it with shattered glass strewn across the floor. There was a fireplace across the room, beer bottles crammed into it, and there was also a staircase that led to the other floor of the house. Walking around, following Hoseok, you could see condom wrappers and used condoms scattered on the floor. And couldn't help but notice the strong smell of urine.

"This place is disgusting, ugh!" You complained, covering your mouth and nose with the sleeve of your sweatshirt.

"Let's take a look up there, maybe it's better than down here." Hoseok commented, walking towards the stairs, and you followed him, even knowing that in a dilapidated house like that, the floor could give way under your feet at any moment. Upstairs, there were three rooms on the left side of the hallway and one on the right, at the very end. . Only the door on the right side was closed, while the others were wide open. Those rooms were bedrooms and everything was like downstairs, dirty, with destroyed furniture, and with boards on the windows, there were broken bottles everywhere and used condoms on the floor. "This place is perfect for catching seven different types of diseases. When we get out of here we're going to have to burn our clothes and shower with disinfectant and alcohol.”

“Agreed.” Hoseok turned to you, shining the flashlight into your face, causing you to frown and use your hand to block the excessive light that was in your eyes. “Hey, what are you doing?”

"Did you just agree with me?"

"Yes, can't I?"

Hoseok raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, despite being curious, he decided not to follow his curiosity and just turned the other way, heading towards the door at the end of the hall, it l led to a bathroom and surprisingly it was the cleanest place in the entire house. And even though it was still dusty and the sink was inside the bathtub, it was still the only place in the house you could sit on the floor, without risking touching someone's sperm or urine.

"Well, I think this is the only suitable place for us to spend the night." Hoseok said bending down, he supported the backpack on his thigh, and pulled out a blanket, unfolding it and placing it on the floor. He also took a bottle of vodka and a juice box out of his backpack, making you wonder why he was carrying those things.

"Why do you carry this stuff?" The boy looked up at you for a second before opening the bottle of vodka and taking a sip. He then extended the bottle towards you, who raised an eyebrow, there wasn't much to do there, so drinking would be your only source of entertainment. Shrugging you reached for the vodka and took a sip, grimacing as you felt the drink burning down your throat. Hoseok laughed and handed you the juice box, feeling much better after drinking it.

"I like to be prepared for any kind of situation. I can get drunk anywhere, and I can get drunk and sleep anywhere." And he smiled, patting the floor beside him, signaling you to sit next to him, and again without many options, you did, leaning against the wall and sharing the bottle of liquor with him;

Two hours had passed and the bottle of liquor was almost half full, you and Hoseok should have had half a dozen fits of laughter while drinking and talking, you had never been together this long without insulting each other or talking, and that made you curious, he actually seemed like a nice guy, so why the hell did you guys hate each other?

"Why you hate me?" You asked amid laughter, causing Hoseok who was catching his breath from his last laugh to look at you before letting out a dry laugh.

“You tell me, preppy girl, why do you think I hate you so much?”

“I have no idea.” You shrugged. "It's just that every time you look at me, I feel like your gaze will penetrate my soul or something. And you always pay so much attention to my girlfriends, but never to me." You giggled, feeling your face numb. "Fuck, my cheeks are numb."

"I don't pay attention to your friends, they chase me up and down, god, I've never seen girls as clingy as they are. It gives me the chills." Hoseok bent one leg and rested one arm on his knee, while leaving the other stretched out and leaning his head against the wall, facing the bathroom ceiling. "And I don't know why you're friends with them, they're not good company, I've seen them badmouthing you to other guys." And so he looked at you, seeing you curiously, with your mouth slightly open and eyes fixed on him. "Even for me."

"They don't do that."

"Yes they do." He laughed. "Don't be innocent, when I asked them if you were single, they told me yes, but that you would have no interest in me, and that you thought I was a junkie with no future."

"I never said that." Your voice came out louder than it should have and you instantly covered your mouth with both hands, starting to laugh, just like him. "I never said that." You whispered, turning around and crossing your legs, facing him. "Actually I think you're very talented, I went to Tequilas on Friday to see your performance and look, you're the best Rapper I've ever met."

He frowned, and because of the alcohol you didn't realize how much his eyes lit up to hear that you had watched his performance and that you liked it.

"You were there?"

"Yeah, I went with the girls, but I left before them as they told me that after the show they would meet with you and have a threesome."

“What?”

“Threesome, ya know, when three people...”

“I know what it is, babe, I'm referring to what they said. I didn't do any of that with them, I can use drugs sometimes but I never forget what I do and I don't usually do stupid things.” And he looked angry. "What other lies were those girls telling you?"

"I don't know… They talk a lot about you." You said thoughtfully, it was only then that it dawned on you that he had called you babe. "Did you just call me babe?"

"Yes babe, but stay focused, what else do these girls say about me?"

"Hmm, well they say you prefer naughty girls, said you hate the quiet ones, that they've had sex with you in several places and that you fuck really good."

“Oh, I do fuck really good but I don’t know how the hell would they know ‘cause I've never had sex with any of them.”

“And they said you said that I'm weird... and gross.” Hoseok's eyes widened and he watched you lower your head for a few seconds before lifting his chin and looking at him again, giving a wan smile. "And that's ok, everyone has the right to have their opinions..." And before you could continue, Hoseok took his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you all at once towards him, your lips collapsing in a violent kiss, where he stuck his tongue in your mouth, leaving you gasping for air. You were forced to unfold your legs and get on your knees as every second he pulled you closer and closer to him, your hands going to his hair, your fingers fulfilling a dream. And when he pulled his lips away, both with deep breaths and racing hearts, he looked into your eyes, again that look that seemed to penetrate your soul making you shiver.

"I don't think you're gross. I think you're the most wonderful, hottest woman in this town. And if every time I look at you, you feel that my gaze is penetrating you, it's because the thing I want most in this world since I laid eyes on you is to fuck you until I come inside you and make you come so hard around my dick that you would forget about any other man that had passed in your life.” And he gave you a peck, a long, hot peck. "I never even touched any of those girls, I just wanted you, I just want you." And he kissed you again, your will matching his at such a rapid rate that the next thing you knew, you were sitting on his lap, his hands squeezing your ass as your nails scratched the back of his neck. "And I don't mind if you're a quiet one, I can make you go pretty loud."

"I've never had sex under the influence of alcohol, that's weird." You chuckled between kisses. He grinned.

"What's weird?"

"The urge I have to just take these pants off and jump on your dick."

"You can do that if you want." He whispered, kissing down to her neck.

"Not here, there are already a lot of condoms scattered around this house."

"Then let's go elsewhere."

"But what about the bet?"

"Fuck this stupid bet, I just want you all over me."

You got up, staggered back, but leaned against the wall to keep from falling, laughing silly. Hoseok gathered all his things and turned on the flashlight once more, leaving the room. He waited for you to follow him and extended his hand towards you, this time you not only intertwined your fingers with his, but also grabbed his arm with your other hand, leaning on him, feeling as if your legs were jelly. Laughing as you went down the stairs, you were much more comfortable with the whole situation, no longer frightened by the creaks coming from the forest. Once again when you reached the fallen tree, Hoseok grabbed you around the waist, helping you to jump over it. Running clumsily towards the car, he unlocked the car alarm and you climbed into the backseat, undressing. The guy tossed his backpack into the driver's seat before ducking in front of the back door and looking at you. His eyes roaming every inch of your body until you were completely naked.

“Someone's eager”

“Aren’t you?” You whispered, slowly spreading your legs giving him a wide view of what he wanted most. Hoseok licked his lips and started to undress outside the car, being tall he wouldn't be able to do it in the car as quickly as he wanted, throwing his clothes on the front seats. And when he finished taking off his pants, he found a packet of condoms in his pocket, getting into his car and slamming the door behind him. Breathing so heavy he could feel his lungs working. With one knee propped up on the bench while he wore the condom, you fingered your wet space, his eyes alternating between down there and into your eyes. You then grabbed his waist, pulling him towards you. Hoseok rested his right hand on the back seat and his left hand on the passenger seat as he positioned himself, hovering over you.

And he swore as he started to get in, feeling you tighten around him, pulsing, your moans echoing throughout the car, invading his ears, making him roll his eyes and with one hand hold your neck. He started slowly, moving his hips slowly, eyes glued to your face, watching the pleasure wash over you, your lips parted, sometimes biting your lips, frowning. He also watched as you gripped the edges of the seat, your fingers sinking into the upholstery, your legs up, curling your toes, your chest pounding, your nipples hard, your body tingling, god, and it was all because of him. It was all because of his thick dick going in and out of you, hard as a rock, stretching your walls, touching your weak spots, it was all about that slim, beautiful, drawn body. It was all because of that face, those eyes upon you, the pleasure that had spread across that long, thin face. Hoseok was more than a man, he was a work of art, a piece of paradise, the male version of Aphrodite. A god who should be treated well, venerated. And you were sure you would do anything for him. You never hated him, it was all lust, desire.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" His voice was low, lustful and inquisitive, using his thumb to caress your parted lip.

“Only you.” You whispered back, licking his thumb before taking it in your mouth. He let out a low growl, lowering his body and taking your lips in a slow kiss that turned into a fiery kiss as he increased the speed at which his hips moved, bumping against yours, the noise certainly echoed out of that car, onto that deserted street where nothing but the wind could be heard. Your voice was muffled by his mouth, but as soon as he pulled away, kissing your chest until he was sucking on your nipple, you threw your head back, slamming it against the door, your moans getting louder and louder, following the force with which he thrust. “Fuck. It feels so good.” He didn't say anything, just bit your nipple, bringing his hands to your waist, moving your hips against his so easily it was as if he controlled you body with the power of his mind. And when the first orgasm came, so suddenly, you screamed, arching your back as he continued to move, feeling you tighten around him, your pussy so wet it dripped onto the seat, wetting the leather. Hoseok hugged your body, he sat down bringing you onto his lap, burying his face in your hair as you calmed down a little, your body shaking.

"Are you okay?"

"Fuck way more than okay." You laughed, your hips starting to move involuntarily, your body burning with arousal, his cock was buried so deep inside you that you didn't know how long it would be until you were coming again. You leaned your body back, using your arms to lean on the two seats in front, wiggling your hips as you went up and down, the guy let his head fall back, eyes on you, on how your breasts swayed, at how your body danced on top of him. He licked his fingers, and while one hand went towards your breast, pinching your nipple, the other went down to your pussy, and he didn't even need to wet his fingers, as what he found down there was a puddle of water, his fingers sliding in circles over your clit. Your sly moans no longer had control, as well as your body that while riding him, was rubbing against his fingers, needing more contact, needing to release that tension. “Shit i’m com...” And you barely managed to finish your sentence, screaming as you felt your core tighten and release all at once, your body going limp, squeezing your toes and closing your eyes tightly. Hoseok held your waist, pulling your body to him again, hugging you and stroking your hair while laughing with satisfaction.

"Twice, baby? You're being so nice to me." He kissed your shoulder lightly. "Think you can get one more?"

“Fuck, yes.” You stated, pressing your lips to his and hugging him around the neck as you moved your hips again, this time starting faster and harder, with his hands cupping your ass and helping you to ride. "I want you to cum on me, Hoseok."

"If you keep moving like this, I will." And it was what you needed to increase the speed, this time you ran your hand behind your body, throwing your body back a little, holding the back of his neck while the other hand went down to his balls, massaging. And he swore, bringing his fingers to your clit again. “Fuck babe, you’re so good. On Monday we're going to do a blood test, and when we prove to each other that we're clean, I'm going to fuck you so hard and I'm going to come so hard inside you that you will be marked by me forever, fuck."

And the sweat was running down your body, as was his, glistening in the light that came from outside the car. You could feel him coming and you could feel that burning in your core, you were ready to come one more time and you wanted so much for him to fill you all over, until not a drop was left. You just wanted to be his. It was everything you ever wanted.

"Fuck, I'm...." And he grabbed your body, making you stop moving, his cock pulsing inside you, your walls feeling every inch of him, his fingers stimulating you, making you come again, this time not having the strength to move anymore, your body going numb. You hugged each other, your head on his shoulder and his against the seat, so tired and out of breath that you waited a good few minutes for either of you to say something. Who needed drugs to ease the pressure when Jung Hoseok was there to make her come?

"I think we should go back." You whispered, your face against his neck as he stroked your hair. "Everyone must be waiting for us to give up on the bet."

"Keep them waiting, bunch of assholes." he whispered back. "Those bitches made you think I didn't want anything to do with you when I really only wanted you. Let's go to my house, take a shower and rest so we can have a whole day of trick or treat, in my bed, of course." He laughed and you lifted your head, looking at him. "And if you want, of course. "

"This will be the best Halloween of my life."

all rights reserved © katebacks | 2018/2022 — no reposting and/or modifying of any form on any medium is allowed. no translations allowed.

[dailyexo]

Xiumin - 221009 Official EXO TikTok account update: “#BrandNewchallenge with SEULGI 💛🔫”

Credit: redvelvet_smtown.

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IMPORTANT: TUMBLR & FANFICTION

Alright kids, listen up because @staff have pulled off a corker of a hot mess and have decided to add "Community Labels". I guess they've decided we can't be trusted to add our own warnings and people can't make sensible choices with what they engage with.

But why does it matter to me?

Tumblr have made labels AN OPT IN SITUATION which means every single blog here is automatically set to hide any triggering content

If you want to continue to be able to access and read fanfiction PLEASE go into your settings and click "show" on at least the "Mature" and "Sexual Themes" labels!!

ALSO IOS USERS: there's an extra fun "Hide additional content" bit just to really try and block us from any hopes of success. Make sure you opt out of that too otherwise I think content will be blocked on the mobile app!

Attached to this post are screenshots from my settings so you guys know what to look for. I could only find it on my desktop settings and not on the mobile app (for now at least)

[I feel like I should add I don't want to sound like I'm pressuring anyone... if you don't want to see certain content obviously keep it hidden and protect yourselves BUT this post is mainly targeted at the horny little gremlins I write for who will be suddenly deeply confused when their smut supply is cut off]

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comfort fics || pjm

-> this is a growing list of comfort fics with Jimin that I would like to save. more to be added. a massive thank you to the wonderful authors who put in time and effort and love into these fics. I hope others who find this list can be comforted as well <3

this list includes my personal comfort fics and those submitted by moots and followers. to the authors on this list, your fic is included because someone somewhere was comforted reading it. your story had an impact and they remembered it out of thousands of stories. thank you for writing.

comfort fics mlist

Under 1K

Jimin looks after you on your period @blu-joons | period comfort, fluff, under 1K

on your period @pluto-fics | period comfort, fluff, under 1K

late night emergency @bangtan-spells | period comfort, fluff, under 1K

A Bad Day but A Good Bae @parkdatjimin | bad day comfort, fluff, under 1K

It Counts @cutest-bunny-writings | domestic comfort, fluff, under 1K

2:23am @justanotherstarlightmonger | domestic comfort, fluff, under 1K

Do you want some tea, would that help? @stayjimin | anxiety comfort, under 1K

Take a deep breath @taetaepeaches | anxiety comfort, tw: anxiety/panic attack, fluff, under 1K

Drink this. You'll feel better. Don't cry. @taetaespeaches | relationship comfort, fluff, under 1K

All the kisses @hobipost | domestic comfort, fluff, no wc

One shots

Home...somehow @justanotherstarlightmonger | relationship comfort, fluff, no wc

Shelter, Home @yoongiphoria | anxiety comfort, fluff, 1K

The unfinished breakfast among other things @justanotherstarlightmonger | a hard week comfort, fluff, 1.4K

While you're sleeping @parkdatjimin | relationship anxiety comfort, fluff, 1.6K

Fluffy @btsreactsarchive | hybrid/domestic comfort, fluff, 2K

Don't let me fall @minniesvenus | relationship comfort, fluff, angst, 3.5K

Equinox @crystaljins | relationship comfort, life change comfort, 7.2K

Let me love you @bangtanintotheroom | relationship comfort, smut, fluff, 8K

Our Get along shirt @dreamyjoons | domestic comfort, smut, 14.2K

The Midnight Pack @jjungkookislife | relationship comfort, angst, smut, 20.3K

Meet Me At The Finish Line @parkdatjimin | relationship comfort, anxiety comfort, grief comfort, fluff, smut, 21K

Snow don't tell @stutterfly | relationship comfort, fluff, smut, angst, 27.2K

I wanna be with you @oddinary4bts | relationship comfort, fluff, smut, 32.5K

Series

Peaches and Piercings @jksangelic | relationship comfort, smut, 2 parts

Hooked @parkdatjimin | relationship comfort, commitment comfort, fluff, smut, series

[purpleyoonn]

Petrichor 12

C H A P T E R  12

Petrichor /ˈpeˌtrīkôr/  (noun)

“a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.”

Summary: You had been working at Bangtan Corporation for almost two years now, and not once have you ever laid eyes on your bosses. That was, until you met them when out with some of your coworkers. Now, you almost wish you hadn’t. Almost.

Pairing: CEO BTS x Chubby MC

Genre: werewolf au, ceo au, soulmate, polyamory relationship, angst, fluff, omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics

Word Count: 6.7k

Warnings: smut, violence, mentions of knotting, heats, ruts, workplace discrimination, fat phobia, sexism, insecurities,

Chapter Warnings: mc not really taking care of herself properly, mc gets to see genius labs, feelings of insecurity, weight insecurity, yoongi’s hands, mc wants a necklace, yoongi being a simp for mc, very slight smut, teasing, new character introduction, hobi backstory, hobi and mc understanding, jimin being a straight tease, lots of feelings, angst, fluff, 

Will be updated every other Saturday at 5pm PST

Taglist: @tfkp0p @cestlabellemort @girls4bokuto @jiminie-08 @btsizlyfe@jaiuneamesolitaiire @silscintilla @jinssexytoe @inlovewithhonestlyeveryone@straykeeks @ego-allie-bap @lovemyself-persona @nothingeverdies@bbgniecyy @nello-rie @thiccchocolatebar @tatyhend @bigdickdaddysatan@sa7kou @thereaderwholovesyou @micheleinumaki @1-800-stray-kids @skyys-universe @yourleftsock @bt21chim  @toughbook @moonyoongi03 @doublebunv@jujutaku @studyingthemind @sy-ae @cremedelabrulee @soeur-de-ame@blaaiissee @chaoticthingpizza @scuzmunkie @purplelady85 @chemicalclub@yoongi-muses @reallysparklychaos @jeonspidery @carolinexkpop @joonie-centric @iiitsmaria @anjoellamorte @iamhereforbts @dragons-flare @barbiannh@juju-227592 @zae007live @barbyisafangirl @hello-kittyy @seokjinkismet@embrace-themagic @i-really-dont-like-it @layzfeelit @narcissism-iskey@tinyoonsblog @yoongibabs @sweetestofchaos @ayoo-bangtan @knjkitten@canarystwin @vi-hoshi @suhappysuho @kawennote09 @slinekyu @fairygirl18@chatsgotmytongue @kissme-ornot @avadakadabra93 @readers-posts@serendididy @stupendousliteraturewritingoaf @hadesnewpersephone@savagemickey03 @tinyoonsblog @devilsbooksworld @xnerdy-chickx@purplebeebs @floral-recs @jinkajous @ezzy-witch @minkaylee​ @queenc22x​ @jwnghyuns​ @green-lxght​ @slinekyu​

Masterlist // Chapter 11 // Chapter 13

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Previously on Petrichor:

“Thank you for taking care of me. I’ve uhm, I’ve never had that before.” He could see you curing in, regretting your words so Jimin was quick to move, tilting your head up to him.

“I will always take care of you. Whenever you need me, I will be there. No matter what, okay? No questions asked.”

You almost looked away at the intense gaze in Jimin’s eyes, but you remained strong, getting lost in his eyes as you did so. You didn’t know how to respond, and hoping that Jin was correct, you move in, placing a small kiss on the corner of Jimin’s lips. You were still afraid they would get sick after all.

“Thank you.” You nuzzle back into his neck, hoping to hide the growing blush on your cheeks from his words. Because of this, you didn’t see the slight reddening of his own cheeks, or the silent sigh leaving his lips, the wish that he moved his head only a few centimeters to the left.

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[katebacks]

Ride Or Die Chapter 17 Season Finale - A / S JJK

— pairing |Jeon Jungkook/Reader x Jung Hoseok/Reader — word c |5,428 — genre |Mafia au!, Angst, smut — summary | The nightmare finally seems to end and gives you a chance for a fresh start. — warnings/tags |Adult content, Violence, low slang words, blood. It's short but it's worth it. Now yes, quality Smut with JK — A/N | Season finale, it didn't turn out as I expected, but even so, I ended up liking this ending. It took me almost two years to release a new chapter, and I apologize. But my plans for Ride Or Die aren't over. After I correct and rewrite the old chapters, a new season of Ride Or Die will begin.

Your bedroom door was locked. 

You were lying on the bed, your back on the mattress wearing only black panties and bra. Jungkook had climbed your window and entered your room while you showered, and now was lying beside you, his lips were against your neck, while his hand massaged you slowly inside your panties, making you arche your back sometimes and bite your own lips to prevent you from releasing some sound and end up drawing your parents attention who were in some room in the house. Since you had told them that you were officially dating him, They made it very clear that they couldn't stand Jungkook and that dating him was a waste of time and would only lead to suffering and obviously low grades at school. 

But as an ordinary teenager, full of rebellion and emotions, you just ignored them.

"Do you think I'm going to be one of the cool girls in college?"

Jungkook raised his head and looked at you in a frown.

“My hand is in your panties and you’re thinking about college?” He asked unsure if you were just joking or if you were actually being serious. “What is it? I've lost the knack of turning you on and now you have to think about all the work you're going to go through for the next five years in college to feel horny?” 

"Sorry, I know it's not the right time, but I'm worried and anxious at the same time. The end of the year is less than three months away and graduation is almost here. I'm afraid I'll start college and everyone will hate me and, I don't know, I've heard some pretty bad stories from girls who got hazing in their freshman year at university...”

“Babe.” He leaned down and lightly kissed your lips. “You'll do fine. You'll be the cutest newbie in that place and you don't have to worry about the stupid hazing, because if anyone touches you, I'll kill them all.” He whispered, kissing you again, and with that, slowly moving his fingers over your clit that moaned softly into his mouth, making Jungkook's entire body tingle with desire. “Your pussy is all wet, all ready to be stretched by my cock.” Jeon bit your lip and you threaded your fingers through his black hair, moaning sly as he increased the pressure of his fingers inside your panties. Again that shiver hit the boy's spine and he swore softly, leaving his mouth and bringing his lips to your ear. “Fuck, you are so sexy, love.” He whispered biting your lobe. “You moan like those porn actresses in a softcore movie.”

You then started laughing out loud, letting go of his hair and using your hands to cover your mouth as you laughed.Jeon leaned his head on the your shoulder and laughed with you. He knew that was one of the stupidest and most frustrating things he'd ever said, but he just couldn't resist. And anyway, even though he'd ruined the mood, Jungkook loved the sound of your laughter. 

"Honey?" Your mother's voice had you choking back a laugh and widening your eyes looking at the door. "Is everything okay?" She asked and soon both saw the knob moving, thanking god the door was locked. Jungkook really wouldn't mind if his in-laws caught him there when they made it crystal clear that they didn't want him stepping inside their house, even less in your room, because Jeon didn't give a damn about rules and laws, but he knew that if his girlfriend's parents caught him there, they would fight with you, and he didn't want that to happen again that week. He hated when you were upset over fights with your parents. “Why is the door locked? (y/n)?”

“I'm getting changed, Mom. And you guys have this habit of coming into my room without knocking, so I locked it so I could change in peace.” You said getting up from the bed, dodging Jeon's hands and walking towards the closet, getting a nightgown that you used to sleep.

"Can you open it? I need to speak with you." The woman said from the other side of the door. Jungkook rolled his eyes and pointed his fingers at his head like he was shooting at her before rolling off the bed onto the floor, and crawl under the bed, already being used to doing that. Before unlocking the door, you made sure that from where you were, no one would be able to see what was under your bed, and only then you open it. Meredith was wearing a matte black dress and matching pumps on her feet. Her hair was in wavy strands, falling to her shoulders and her makeup was light, and she looked at you confused to see that you were already in your night clothes. "It's seven o'clock, are you going to sleep now?"

"Yes, I'm a little tired today." You said putting your hand in front of your mouth, pretending to yawn. "I was studying just now, reading about colonization made me exhausted."

"Aren't you going out with that boy today? On a Friday?"

“That boy has a name, Mom. And no, Jungkook and I decided to stop going out and stay out late. Finals week is approaching and we both need to sleep and study harder, you know?” You said and even without seeing it, you knew that Jeon was covering his mouth under the bed to keep from laughing at the biggest lie you had ever told your parents, except for when you told them you were still a virgin. It was a stupid lie, but Meredith believed you and even smiled proudly. The angel on your left shoulder said 'you're going to hell for blatantly lying to your mother', but the demon on your right shoulder said 'but Jungkook is going to hell with you too, so it'll be fun', and that made you smile too.

“Well, your dad and I are going out to dinner. Want something when we get back?”

“Hmm, no. If I get hungry, I'll order a pizza, but thanks anyway.” You smiled again. “And you look beautiful, by the way.”

“Own, thank you dear.” She said leaning over and giving you a kiss on the cheek before whispering a goodbye and walking down the hall towards the stairs.  “We should be back by ten o'clock.”

“All right, have fun, love ya.” You said as soon as you saw your mother starting to come down the stairs. So you closed the door and locked it again, leaning against it. Jeon poked his head out of his hiding place and asked in a whisper if it was ok to leave, but you asked him to wait a moment. When you heard the garage door open and close, and then the sound of your father's Tucson driving away, you gave the okay sign to the guy who crawled out from under the bed , back to his feet. 

“So where were we?” He asked looking you up and down. You laughed crossing your arms.

“We were talking about how hot and dominant college seniors can be.” And that caused Jungkook's jealous side to be activated. He scoffed, shooting her a look that made everyone but you intimidated. “You know, Becca told me that in some prank calls, freshmen have to get naked and sometimes even have sex with seniors to be accepted into frats…”

“No fucking way that's going to happen.” He didn't wait for you to finish talking to walk towards you, grab your waist with one hand and pull you hard against his body, making you squeal and bite your lip staring at him with a cheeky look. “You are mine.”

“Am I?” You teased and that only made Jeon's eyes darken and he let out a nervous laugh that raised the hairs on the back of your neck. The next moment he was grabbing the neckline of your nightgown and ripping it open, making your eyes widen. “Jungkook, that was my favorite.”

“Well said, was.”

He pulled you in for a kiss as he used one hand to unclasp the bra behind your back. You brought your hands to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, pulling it off with his help, scratching at his bare chest, feeling his muscles tense at your touch. Without warning, Jungkook bent down and threw you over his shoulder, making you laugh and scream as he smacked you on the ass before throwing you on the bed, making it squeak. You loved the wild side he had pretty much every time you had sex, that way things didn't get boring.

“Someone is angry.” You teased as you saw him standing in front of your bed, his figure taking off his belt and throwing it away, his chest tense, his big and veined hands unbuttoning his pants, making them join with the other piece in the corner of the room. You can't help but swear and rub your thighs together at the sight of the dick you've been riding so hard, ready for action. Blinking a few times, you managed to pull your attention away from his manhood to look into Jungkook's black eyes that were fixed on yours, the same intense look he always used when he wanted you, a look that burned, penetrated you heart, soul and obviously, your panties.

Jungkook put one of his knees on the mattress and grabbed both of your heels, pulling you down a little, before turning you on the bed, making you onto your stomach, leaving your ass up for him. You hadn't realized how labored your breathing was until that moment. You couldn't see him, but you felt his fingers brushing your skin as he gripped the sides of your panties and pulled them down your legs, finally leaving you completely naked. 

Then he crawled over you, sitting on your thighs, making you moan at the feel of his hard cock against the side of your ass. Jeon held your hair, combing it with his fingers and tossing it over one of your shoulders, before leaning over you, he climbed wet kisses up your back, kissing your ear, your cheek and then your lips. Still hovering over your body, he propped one arm to the side of your head, brushed the bangs from your face and stared into your eyes. He sighed slowly before running his tongue slowly over his lips wetting them, making you swallow hard, wanting to kiss his mouth again.

“I'm going to fuck you so hard that for the next few hours you won't even remember the shit you just told me.” He said calmly, and all you could do was nod.

Jungkook sat down again, taking your arms and crossing them behind your back, using one hand to hold them while with the other, he massaged your entrance, wetting his own fingers, making you squirm beneath him, feeling that if he didn't start soon, you would start begging madly.

“Be a good girl to me, and I promise to take you to heaven.” He said as he started brushing your pussy with his cock, teasing you, making you lift your ass a little more, wanting him to put it on already.

“I rather go to hell.”  You whispered and Jeon looked at you, seeing the naughty smile on your face. “There must be as hot as my pussy must be waiting for you right now.”  Jungkook let out a sly laugh before putting his cock inside at once, stretching your pussy, massaging your inner walls, making you bury your face against the mattress so you wouldn't scream as you felt the pleasure of having him fill you for the first time that day.

“No, no, no.” He said holding your hair with his free hand and pulling it, making you raise your head. “I want to hear you.” 

"Then start fucking me." You said through your teeth, tired of waiting, wanting him to start moving and that's what he did.

He let go of your hair, letting your head rest against the mattress and used his free hand to hold and lean on the headboard, as he began to move slowly inside you, gradually increasing his speed, until he was thrusting deep and hard, making you roll your eyes and moan loudly.

Jungkook released your arms and held your waist, lifting you up, making you get on all fours for him, grabbing your shoulders and moving his hips against yours, moving slowly, giving you time to get used to that position until again he was pushing hard, while you had trouble keeping your voice low. All your neighbors would listen and the next day they would tell your mother that they heard screams inside the house and you would be screwed, but at that moment, the only thing that mattered to you was to come on your boyfriend's dick.

"Fuck, (y/n)." Jeon swore before slapping you on the ass and holding it, his fingers almost digging into your skin, using so much force that it would leave marks, making you arch your back and bite your lips as you felt your orgasm approaching. He felt it when your pussy started to tighten even more around his cock,then Jeon pushed your shoulders down, making you rest your chest on the bed, leaving your ass upturned and holding it like that with one hand, bringing the other to your clit, massaging it, making it even harder to control your breathing, making you gasp as your orgasm neared. "You're so tight babe. Are you going to come on my cock?"

“Yeah.” You replied in a squeaky voice. "Jungkook..."

You couldn't finish the sentence ‘cause your body was taken by a delicious sensation, making every nerve in your body feel that pleasant little pain, and your body started to shake. Jungkook pushed your hips down, leaving you fully lying on the bed before lying on top of you, increasing the strength and speed he put in until he finally came, letting out a curse, leaning his face on your back, feeling his body go numb and with ragged breaths you both started laughing with the post-orgasm sensation.

"Fuck, that was intense." You whispered when Jungkook fell down lying next to you on the bed. The boy looked at you and smiled, using his hand to wipe the sweat that was dripping from your forehead, before tossing his bangs back.

"With you, everything is intense, sweetheart."

And now in the present, Jungkook was sitting on his bed, staring into space, remembering that night, just like he had for the past two weeks, just remembering what it was like to spend nights inside you, what it was like to be loved by you, wanted by you, images and sounds that were now only distant memories, just like you. It had been two weeks since you had left town with Hoseok, gone to god knows where. Two weeks you'd yelled at him, broken up with him. And he couldn't even make a call to see how you were, it was too dangerous and Shadow might just trace the call and come to you. He just wished he could go back in time, and try to do things differently, try not to let you down, not hurt you. And he could only think that Hoseok might be using this opportunity to get closer to you, to get his hands on you. And that made him even more furious.

“Jungkook.” Jin's voice shouting his name, made him get up from the bed and leave the room, seeing Jin run into the hallway, with an expression of despair on his face. “Hoseok called, Shadow is dead.”

“What? What you mean...” And he felt the blood rush from his face. "(y/n), is she..."

"She's fine, bruised, but fine. Hoseok got there in time. Dean is already arranging the plane, we're leaving in ten minutes."

A few hours earlier.

You didn't know what to do, your whole body ached, and the smell of your own blood mixed with saliva was intoxicating you. You couldn't scream, you couldn't get the neighbors' attention and get them involved in that shit. You would die. No, all the kicks and punches she had hit you in the ribs, legs, chest and face didn't seem to be enough to make you give up. You needed to hold on a little longer, you just had to hold on until Hoseok came, and he would come, you knew that. That's what you thought as you crawled down the hall floor, and you could hear her footsteps behind you, knew she was right behind you, following you, reveling in your pain and despair.

You entered the first door down the hall, it was Hoseok's room, tried to stand, but Shadow kicked you in the back, and you felt the tip of her heel up your spine, causing you to fall face down on the floor again, next to the bed.

"I truly don't know what Jungkook saw in you." She laughed. You managed to turn around, lying on your back, looking straight at her who was now standing by the door, arms crossed and a beaming smile on her face. "I mean, you're cute, but I'm so much more. I'm smart, insightful, graceful, I have great taste in clothes, which you don't, I have a lot of skills that you don't either.” And so she came closer, crouching down beside you, clasping her two hands together, genuinely curious. "What's so special about you that he even tried to kill me?"

“He loves me.”

She laughed out loud, as if you'd just told the funniest joke in the whole world.

"Love is idiocy."

"It could be." You snapped, swallowing your own blood. "But it's the one thing that you don't have."

"But I might have."

"No you can't. You can't force anyone to love you. And that's what you envy me so much about, that I managed to make them love me, that I managed to make Jungkook love me, something that will never happen to you, you heartless bitch.” And you screamed as she landed an even harder blow to your face, if your nose hadn't been broken before, it most certainly was now.

"Let's see if he'll still love you after I kill you." And she straddled you, both hands going straight for your neck, squeezing hard as you struggled to get free, to save yourself.And as the despair increased, the more numb your body began to get, and your hands moved by themselves. That's when your hand accidentally went under the bed, feeling something sharp, stuck against the wood of the bed frame. You didn't have time to think anymore, you just acted, grabbed the blade and swung it into Rawoon's chest. She screamed and jumped back, her hand reaching for her chest, covering the wound. You didn't know where all that strength and energy came from, but the next second, you were on your feet, screaming and stabbing the woman who couldn't defend herself anymore, the knife hitting several places on her body, including her face.

Cowardly, she ran out of the room, her feet slipping in the trail of blood you'd left on the floor, but this time you were the hunter and she the hunted. And getting close to the stairs, you kicked her in the back, causing her to scream and roll down the steps, making a loud noise as she hit the ground at the bottom of the stairs.

At the same moment, Hoseok arrived breaking down the door, sending wood flying, he first looked at the woman on the floor, relieved to see it wasn't you, and as soon as he saw you coming down the stairs leaning against the wall, your hands smeared with blood staining the wallpaper, he jumped over the woman's body in time to catch you on the last step before your legs gave out and you nearly fell to the floor. He hugged you tight, never taking his eyes off Shadow who was writhing on the ground. And finally feeling like you could give up, you let the tears that were stored up fall and you cried. You cried loudly, hard, while Jung had his arms around you.

"It's okay princess, you're safe now."

He whispered to you, watching the woman on the floor spit blood and laugh in delight at the moment.

"She'll never be safe as long as I'm alive..."

And Hoseok didn't let her finish the sentence, he just took his hand back, holding the pistol grip that was kept in his waist and pulling it out, unlocking it and pulling the trigger. You just heard the noise, you shivered at it, but you didn't look at her, you just knew the nightmare was over. Hoseok had put an end to it.

You didn't know how, but Jimin was the first to get there, he said he knew something was wrong, because Shadow had been quiet for too long, and when he decided to check, he found out that she had taken a flight to that city. You were sitting in the back of an ambulance at that moment, the paramedics had already cleaned most of your wounds, especially the ones on your face, getting all that blood out.  Your nose was broken, but at least it was back in place now. Jimin was talking to the cops, he was probably making up another story so he wouldn't involve the mafia in that. And you were more than happy to hear that your sister was okay, that any danger to her was past and that there were Interpol agents watching over her, protecting her.

Could everything finally be getting back to normal?

"I talked to Jin." Hoseok's figure appeared in front of you, causing you to take your focus away from the body being carried out of the house on a covered stretcher and look at him. "They're on their way here. They should be here shortly, Mr. Jeon Dean has arranged a private flight." You just nodded and curled up under the blanket they had given you. Hoseok bit his lip as he watched you, he patted the back of his cell phone in his hand three times before tucking it into his back pocket.He then sat next to you, watching as the cops worked, just like you did. You then lay with your head on his shoulder, and he rested his cheek in your hair. "You were very brave to face her alone like that." he whispered. "Although you should have run as soon as you saw her, she could have killed you."

"She tried to choke me" You whispered back. "What saved me was your paranoia of keeping weapons scattered around the house."

"I told you that one day we would need it." He chuckled."But I expected me to use them, not you." And so he was silent for a few seconds. "I'm sorry, I should have been here to protect you."

"You went shopping, Hobi, you and I neither knew she would show up here out of nowhere. And you got there in time, I could have passed out and she could still be alive and killed me, you saved me."

"We both saved you."

And again, silence was established between the two who just watched people walking around. But everything seemed to get intense again and your eyes threatened to fill with tears once more. You didn't want this, you didn't want to cry anymore, you were so tired of it all. You needed help.

"I don't wanna cry." You whispered, your voice breaking again. Hoseok moved his head, looking down at you who were now hiding your face in the crook of his neck. "Please distract me."

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, his hand coming to rest on his which was now against his chest.

You took a deep breath.

"Kiss me." You asked, lifting your face and looking into his eyes, seeing his eyebrows drop, frowning. "Please kiss me, I need this, I need to feel something real."You begged in a whisper and Hoseok, who was always at your mercy, couldn't say no, sealing your lips, careful not to be rough and make you feel even more pain. He hugged your body gently and led the kiss, tongues touching and low moans escaping from between their mouths. It was everything he ever wanted and everything you needed. Feeling safe, normal, loved.

After a long visit to the hospital and after Jimin told you everything he had told the police, you would have to give your statements, but Jimin assured you that it was just bureaucracy, and that you just needed to tell the police what he had said. The story was, you and Hoseok were in the witness protection program for witnessing a murder and that woman was a professional assassin, hired to find and kill them. That's why you had all those weapons scattered around the house and that's why Hoseok had to kill her. It wasn't far from the real story, but it would prevent the Jeons name from being involved.

And now you were all sitting in a hotel room, silent, looking at each other. The room wasn't very big and the hotel wasn't the most luxurious or the best, but until all that blood was removed from the house, you wouldn't step there. You were in the armchair, with Hoseok sitting next to you and Jungkook was on the other side of the room, his eyes glued to you, but he didn't have the courage to say a word.

"Dean just said he already talked to Shadow's father. There will be no retaliation as that psychopath was to blame for the death of three innocent people who had absolutely nothing to do with the family business." Jin said putting the phone away and leaning close to the door.

"Well, (y/n)'s sister is safe, I'll let my agent friends watch them for a few more days and then ask them to leave." Jimin who was sitting on the bed next to Taehyung and Namjoon said.

"Good, then I guess I can finally come home." Becca, who was on a video call on your cell phone said, on the other side of the screen next to her was Yoongi. "We'll finally be able to finish studying in peace. But it's going to be so hard without Suhee. Will you move into the dorm with me, (y/n)?" Becca asked and even though you looked at her, you were silent for a few seconds, which actually became minutes, and everyone realized that something was wrong.

"Are you okay?" Taehyung asked, reaching out and touching your arm. You shook your head, couldn't smile because the bandage on your nose hurt every time you breathed. You looked at Hoseok who gave you a smirk. Giving you the courage to speak up.

"Actually Becca, I won't be going back to Little Fox."

"What?" Your friend's voice and Jungkook's made a chorus as they said the same thing at the same moment.

"I've decided that going back there isn't going to be good for me, so me and Hoseok decided we're going to stick around."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Jungkook said seriously, making everyone turn towards him who was furious, getting up from his chair. "Are you staying here with him?"

You sighed, grimacing as you felt the twinges in your nose. You were too tired to put up with all that and still argue with him.

"I don't have anything else to say. I'm going to lie down, excuse me." You said getting up and walking towards the door, but Jungkook entered in front of you, blocking your way and in the same second Hoseok was standing behind you, ready to fight if necessary, the others who were in the room, all rolled their eyes, also tired of so much fight.

"You can't be serious (y/n), I know I made mistakes..."

"Mistakes?" You repeated the word with such disgust you swore your stomach churned. "Suhee's death wasn't a mistake Jungkook, it was a tragedy, just like my parents' death, Namjoon could have died that day too, and you didn't do anything to help them. You ran off with Shadow and kissed her while my best friend died in the operating room, while her friend almost died too.”  And before you knew it, you were screaming, your anger covering your pain. “You always said you'd do anything for me, but you were never there for me. Hoseok was the one who took me to the morgue to do the recon for my parents' bodies. Taehyung, Jin and Namjoon comforted me that day. Jimin was the one with me at their funeral. Yoongi saved me from getting shot at Suhee's funeral, I stabbed Shadow to save myself, Jungkook. Hoseok killed her. You've never done anything for me except bring me suffering.”

“That’s not true...”

“Yes, it is, Jungkook.” You screamed, throwing your hands up, exhausted. "But I don't just blame you, it was my fault too, because I pushed this relationship, I insisted on this shit and look what happened? I'm tired, and I've broken up with you before, I'm just reinforcing things. It's over between us. There is nothing else, go live your life with your drugs and your beatings, do what you want, but stay away from me. I won't let my future go to hell just because I love you.”

“Babe, please...” He moved his hand to touch you, but you dodged it, taking a few steps back, letting your back touch Hoseok's chest, who placed both hands on your shoulders.

"This is a goodbye, Jungkook." You said. "I stabbed someone today, I smeared someone else's blood on my hands, get out of my way or I'll make you." And from your tone of voice, everyone knew you weren't kidding. Jin then approached, slowly pushed Jungkook away, pulling him out of your way, letting you and Hoseok out of the room. All stunned, confused by what had just happened.

And for the first time, Jungkook really felt like he had lost you.

···

A week later.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay there?" Jin asked as he helped take Jungkook's bags out of the trunk and put them in the luggage cart.

"No, I think I'm going to freak out and try to kill everyone in the first 48 hours, but if that's the price I have to pay to get her back, then I make that sacrifice."

"You don't know if she's going to want to get back together with you, Jungkook."

"If I'm a better man, yes, she'll take me back." Jungkook grumbled back to his brother who sighed and gave up. As soon as they stopped at the door, they got a good look at the facade of the building.

'LITTLE FOX PSYCHIATRIC REHABILITATION CENTER.'

And for a moment, he began to doubt himself.

"Do you think this will work?" He asked taking his eyes off the building and looking at his brother who stuck his hands in his pockets and shrugged, biting his lips. "Do you think they'll be able to take away my desire to hurt people?"

"I don't know, but trying is already a start." And Jungkook looked back at the building, starting to feel anxious. When he came up with the idea, he was extremely excited, but at that moment, he started to think it wouldn't be a good idea. "I'm sure when (y/n) finds out, she'll be happy to know that you're trying to be someone better." And Jin knew he had touched Jungkook's weak point, because as soon as he heard his name, the boy smiled so widely that anyone who saw him at that moment, with that innocent bunny smile, would never imagine the bad things he had already done.

“You’re right. I have to think about her, and everything will turn out fine." And so he went back to pushing the cart, this time going through the doors of the Clinic. Once inside, he waved smiling at Jin who waved back, and soon the doors closed. .

"I hope he doesn't kill everyone." Jin said to himself and turned his back walking back to the car, and even though he was worried, he was happy that Jungkook had started a new chapter in his life.

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[kinkjiminie]

what the ffffffuck???? oh my god its happening, everybody stay calm, STAY FUCKING CALM. holy shit. 

[kth1]

rent was due in the house of bangtan → for @jeonjcngkook (cr. dwellingsouls)

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[kinkjiminie]

This is ridiculous.

[katebacks]

What Goes Around Comes Around - JJK

→ pairing | Jeon Jungkook x Reader / Changkyun(IM) x Reader

→ genre | smut, angst, cheater!jungkook

→ word count | 7,231

→ summary |After you broke up with him months ago for finding out he was cheating on you, Jungkook sees you having sex with Changkyun in a dressing room.

→ warnings |sex, Adult content, A lot of cursing, Jungkook being a little shit, a lot of bitching, angst, some fluffy? Don't know. There is smut.

→ A/N|  I had some parts of this fanfic already ready and as I was out of inspiration for another thing, I decided to put it all together and write this.. I wanted to dedicate this to both ARMYs and monbebes, because I know there aren't many fanfics with I.M around here. And I don't know why, since Changkyun is such a sweetheart. Give him a chance. Maybe I'll write a part two with Jungkook smut. I hope you like it, if you can reblog I would be very grateful. Send me asks with your thoughts, I'm always open to opinions.

You and Jungkook started dating three years ago, during the Love Yourself Answer album promotions, which is when you joined the BTS dancer team.In the beginning everything was flowers and fairy tales, even though dating was hidden from fans, even if they weren't forbidden to date, all the affection you received from the other guys and all the love you got from Jungkook seemed to be enough, but the The truth is, you just didn't seem like enough for him, at least not anymore.

You were nervous as fuck, you couldn't even remember the last time you performed in front of so many people.It was probably on BTS' last tour. And you didn't even want to imagine what a scandal it would be when when he found out you were going to perform with MonstaX. Jungkook never liked your friendship with Changkyun, always saying that he didn't want to be just your friend, that he wanted to fuck you, that the first chance he had to steal you from him, he would. And then he would start accusing you, saying that you liked the attention I.M gave you, that you liked to make him jealous and that you probably should have cheated on him over and over again. What had never happened, and would never happen, after all, you loved Jungkook and would never do anything to hurt him.

You never imagined that all those accusations were a shield to protect him from his own guilt. You had arrived a few hours earlier at HYBE to practice some of the new choreography that Hoseok had shown you. And as you passed in front of one of the rooms, you heard moans, moans you knew very well, peeking through the door lock, you could see very well the figure of Jungkook fucking another girl from behind, one of the staff. The next thing you remember is running away from there, locking yourself in Namjoon's studio, crying, sobbing, as he tries to calm you down and while Jungkook knocks on the door begging to come in.

After calming down a bit, and picking up your cell phone texting the first person that appeared on your screen, begging them to get you out of there, Namjoon convinced you to listen to what Jungkook had to say. He bent down in front of you who were sitting on top of the loveseat, while Namjoon was beside you, holding your hand. This happened for months, he cheated on you for months, saying that he was very anxious and stressed and that you were always busy practicing or studying, and that's why he ended up falling for the other woman's temptation. He didn't even have the courage to take the blame for his own mistake, he blamed you for not paying attention and blamed the other woman for provoking him. You were so enraged that as soon as he closed his mouth, your hand went to his cheek, making him fall on his ass on the floor, perplexed.

You left the studio and strode towards the elevator, seeing Jungkook running towards you as the doors closed. Already used to exiting through the back entrance, you ducked past the other staff and pushed open the emergency exit door, bursting into tears as you finally stepped out of the building.

"What happened?" The familiar voice made you look up and see Changkyun walking towards you, eyes wide and face worried. “I got your message. Why are you crying?”

"Jungkook." You hissed between sobs. "He cheated on me."

“What? That little fucker.” And he hugged you, letting you cry on his shoulder. Changkyun was a very sweet guy, he was quiet, he listened more than he spoke and always seemed to be willing to do anything to make you smile. On the same day you had met, two years ago, he had already called himself your best friend. And even though he was a sweet, calm, understanding guy, he was extremely scary when he got angry. Just like Jungkook. At the same moment, Jungkook had thrown himself against the door, calling your name, stopping to run when he saw you in another man's arms. Worse yet, in the arms of the man he knew had his own intentions with you.

"Yah! What the fuck are you doing here?" He yelled and pointed his finger towards you. Changkyun shot him a look before grabbing your shoulders and pushing you gently, releasing you from his embrace.

"My car is just around the corner, come on." He said ignoring the steric screams of the younger one, who was now held back by the hyungs who had finally managed to catch up to him, before he started a fight and ended up on the front pages of the gossip magazines.

You didn't see him again, except for the day you took your resignation letter to HYBE's HR. He wanted to talk to you, but the members themselves wouldn't let him, as they knew there was nothing he could say or do that would put an end to all the insecurity and sadness he had caused you.

Changkyun was the one who helped you out of the pit. He and the other boys welcomed you into the family and let you watch them train and practice. You spent more time with I.M and he let you hear his new compositions and kept your head busy. In time you had memorized all their choreographies and impressed with how quickly you had to learn them, they asked if you wanted to work with them, and because that was your profession and because you loved what you did, and for obviously being unemployed, you accepted. And that ended up bringing the two of you even closer.

And that brought you back to the present.

You were standing behind the stage, shaking, this would be your first performance together with another group, away from Jungkook and without Hoseok's tips. It would be a mix of songs, Jealousy, Shoot Out and God Damn, and the other seven guys didn't seem nervous at all. And you knew that BTS would be in the audience, after all this was an award show and they had been nominated for multiple awards. You thank god the whole team was wearing masks.

When the lights went out, everyone got into position as the curtains would go up in a few seconds and the performance would start. You were beside Changkyun and he was so close to you, you could feel his breath on you, and you could feel his heart beating, close to yours. You didn't know where the courage or the will to do it came from, but when you did, you had lifted your mask and pressed your lips to his. He stood still, the lack of light, everything being dark, you didn't know what his expression was, you didn't know if he liked it or hated it, so you quickly walked away, lowering the mask again, seconds later the lights came on and his eyes were glued to yours, and he had a bright smile on his face, which was a bad thing, as they couldn't smile during the performance.

Jungkook was in the audience with the other guys, he blinked a few times, with the feeling that he already knew one of those dancers on stage, which was strange.

"Stop frowning, the camera is about to fall on us." Yoongi warned him and the younger one obeyed, softening his expression. "What's it?"

"I don't know, I'm under the impression I know that dancer." The youngest said covering his mouth so no one could see what he was saying.

"There are a lot of them, be specific."

"The one with the stars on the... That's (y/n)." He almost yelled, widening his eyes and pointing at the stage, Yoongi hurriedly grabbed his wrist and lowered it, scolding him with his gaze.

"What's it?" Jin who was beside her asked.

"Jungkook is thinking one of the dancers is (y/n)." Yoongi said, waving at the camera as it landed on them.

"It's not possible, she didn't tell me anything about working for Starship." Namjoon whispered to his friends.

"I'm sure hyungs. I was with her when she got that tattoo." Jungkook bent down to get a bottle of water and as he did so, he whispered. "That son of a bitch besides stealing my girlfriend, now has her as a dancer."

"You betrayed her in the first place. He didn't steal her from you, you handed her over to him on a tray." It was Hoseok's turn to speak. "Now stop the scandal before some fancan catches you freaking out." And then the stage lights went out, the next song was about to start, Changkyun grabbed your hand and pulled you against him as the other members of the group and dancers left the stage, leaving just the two of you.

"You have no idea what you activated in me." He whispered in your ear and backed away a few inches, the lights coming on again. And as the audience cheered and applauded, he winked at you and then flashed a dirty grin, which made your whole body tingle. Jungkook shifted uncomfortably in his seat, clenching his jaw at the sight of you so close to another man. All the fears he had of seeing you leave him for another man were manifesting. And in his mind, you were still together, still dating, he just needed time with you to convince you of that, he only needed ten minutes, but you had run away from him for months. This was his chance, after the performance, he would talk to you, whatever the cost.

Seconds before he started, you both walked confidently towards the front of the stage, where sparks erupted as he started his chorus. The audience screamed in excitement, being surprised by the choreography, seeing you dance around the idol with sensual movements, but nothing explicit, which ended up holding everyone's attention as the two danced close together and seemed to connect with each movement, giving goosebumps everyone who watched that performance, whether present there or on television, not knowing that a song like that could have such an engaging choreography. The chemistry between the two of you just couldn't be seen by those who didn't want to.

The two of you turned around, facing each other and dancing together. You were smiling under the mask, having fun with what you were doing, even increasing the steps with a few more movements, like throwing your arms up and down through your body. As for him, he would smile at you, he was having fun because he was doing what he liked and because you were enjoying it too. He liked the idea of you being happy doing that with him.

As soon as Changkyun's part was over, he flashed a seductive smile to the audience as he put his arm around your shoulders and you put your arm around the boy's back and you both walked sensually across the stage. The lights went out once more and Jungkook swore, his voice not being heard as the crowd went wild. And when the lights came on again, the whole group was on stage accompanied by the other dancers, ready to perform Jealousy, and there was no other song that explained so well what Jungkook was feeling at that moment. He was so jealous, both of the closeness you had with the other guy, and of never having had the opportunity to dance to a sexy song with you on stage. You had so much charisma, so much stage presence, you were the perfect dancer, the perfect woman for him and you were in the arms of another man. Fuck!

They were then called by a Staff, it was time to prepare for their presentation, which would be the next one after the commercials. One by one they got up and went to the dressing room, not getting to see the end of MonstaX's performance.

After leaving the stage, the boys celebrated the success of the performance and as everyone went to the dressing room, Changkyun who was a little behind, held your hand. You looked at him and he was smiling as he walked, it was a cute, innocent smile, different from the one he had given you a few minutes ago.

“You two were amazing, did you see how the audience reacted to you? wah, even I got goosebumps from that dance." Minhyuk said, rubbing his arms, laughing.

"They could even say you two are dating or something." Kihyun said, looking over his shoulder at the boy who was walking calmly. "Are you?"

“I don’t know.” The boy next to you, squeezed your hand and pulled it, making you spin and hit his chest, who now had his arm over your shoulder, still holding your hand, but this time your faces were much closer. “Maybe.”

“Finally someone who is willing to take your virginity." Jooheon joked and received a middle finger from Changkyun as you laughed, embarrassed. "Is this how you treat your hyung?"

"Sorry hyung, but please go fuck yourself."

"At least he's polite, Jooheon, we teach him well." Shownu said, making the others laugh.

And when they reached the dressing room door, the others walked in while the two of you stayed outside for a little while longer.

"How it feels?"

"I feel like I can rule the world." You laughed at the cliché. "That was amazing, really. You know, at first I was super nervous, but then you looked at me and gave me so much confidence that I just got carried away and wow."

"Was it better than performing with Bangtan?" He asked, getting closer, holding your waist that was so euphoric that you didn't even notice the approach.

"It was different. You know, with BTS the choreographies were much heavier, and more difficult, Hoseok does what he can to make them as unique as possible, and that takes a lot of strength and a lot of energy. And even though I had fun, I don't think I had all that eye-to-eye emotion like I did with you, after all, I've never danced a solo like today, not even with, well, you know who.”

"What about the kiss you gave me? How did you feel?"

"I-I don't know." You bit your lip, seeing his eyes leave yours and move towards yoour mouth. "I just felt like I had to take the chance, I felt like I would never get another chance like that. I know I shouldn't have done that..."

"You're all wrong, babe." He sighed, bringing one of his hands up to your face, caressing your cheek before cupping your chin, his thumb going to your lip and stroking it. He licked his lips, slowly bringing his face to yours, making your heart race like a race car. "You should have done this a long time ago." You swallowed hard and closed your eyes as your breath hitched, the urge building more and more, his scent, his voice, his touch, god, you wanted him. And just as your lips were about to touch, a scream startled you both, making you pull away. As you looked to the side, Jungkook came towards them, along with Jimin and Taehyung. Changkyun took a deep breath, clenching his jaw, closing his eyes tightly before forcing every muscle in his body to pull away from you and turn towards the others as they approached.

"Get away from her"

"Why should I walk away from her?"

"You have no right to touch her."

"And why not?" he asked crossing his arms in front of his chest, annoyed. "She wants it, so do I. What's the problem?"

"You know very well what the problem is." Jungkook said taking a step towards the two of you, making you roll your eyes. In the last few weeks you had found yourself wondering what your reaction would be when you saw Jungkook again, you thought you would cry, you thought you would want to slap him, you even thought you wouldn't resist him and you would come crawling back to him, but you never thought you'd actually be rolling your eyes, irritated by the sound of his voice.

"Jimin, put some reason in his head" You asked the older one, who looked at Taehyung before looking at Jungkook.

"Maknae, that's enough." Jimin said holding back. "Let's go, or we'll be late for the performance. Leave them alone."

"Kate, you can't do this." He said, this time looking in your direction. You took a deep breath, thinking of the best way to answer him, but Changkyun was quicker and answered for you.

"She knows what she can and can't do. And she can kiss me if she wants to, and I know she wants to."

"She is my girlfriend." Jeon yelled threatening to step forward while the other boy burst into loud laughter. The noise caught the attention of the guys in the next dressing room, leaving the room and meeting confused faces as Changkyun bent his knees laughing.

"What's up?" Shownu asked confused, you shrugged and shook your head. "I.M?"

"They say the Golden Maknae can do anything, but I didn't know that comedy was one of your gifts, Jungkook." The boy said wiping the tears that had fallen from his eyes as he laughed, seeing Jungkook get even redder. "Get real kid, she's not your girlfriend anymore, she stopped being when you cheated on her with some skank.”

"It was a mistake, a mistake that only concerns her and me, you have nothing to do with it, so let us both work it out."

"Look at her. Does it look like she wants to 'work out' something with you?" Changkyun's angry voice reappeared. Jungkook looked at you who were huddled between Changkyun and the guys at the dressing room door.

"Jeon Jungkook I swear if you're looking for a fight again, I'll tell Bang-PD." Namjoon's voice rang out from behind the three Bangtan Boys who turned around, making room for the leader to pass. "Go back to the dressing room now, or else." Jimin and Taehyung waved at you before turning around and walking back down the hall, Jungkook looked at you for a few more seconds before doing the same. As for Namjoon, he whispered an apology to you before bowing to greet the other guys and following the path of his members.

"You know that if you got into a fight with Jungkook, he would have ripped you in two, don't you?" Minhyuk asked, making the boy frown. "What? Have you seen the size of his arms? He looks like two tree trunks."

"Who needs enemies when you have Minhyuk as a friend, right?" Hyungwon joked, making the mood lighter.

"Let's go back outside to our seats, the next performances are about to start." Shownu said.

"You can go ahead, I'll change first." Changkyun said, slinging his arm over your shoulder, you felt yourself burning with embarrassment seeing the boys' eyes all over you.

"Are you going to change or are you going to change (y/n)'s clothes too?

"Stop being so annoying, Jooheon." Kihyun said holding the boy's neck and pulling him away."

"Come on honey, let's talk." He said pulling you into the room and closing the door.

...

After going on stage, Jungkook couldn't concentrate, the only thing he could see was Changkyun's vacant seat and think about where he could be. Was he with you? Had the two of you gone, were you doing something? Jungkook has never wished for a performance to end as quickly as this one. He couldn't lose you, he couldn't. He needed to have one more chance, just one more chance to make everything right. He would do everything right, he knew it. After all as Changkyun himself said, he was the Golden Maknae, he could do anything.

"Jungkook, where the hell are you going?" Namjoon called out to him, seeing that the boy was following a different path than the one leading to the group's dressing room. "You'll end up getting punched in the eye and I won't do anything to defend you, you're being a pain in the ass today."

"I won't do anything wrong, Hyung, I promise." Namjoon shook his head in disbelief.

"She wants nothing more to do with you, kid. Accept it and move on before you get hurt." Yoongi said. "Go, but you know, if you get in trouble, the whole group's reputation is on the line."

“I know, hyung. Thank you.”

And so he continued on his way.

Back in the dressing room, you and Changkyun were inside the cramped bathroom, you were sitting on the sink, and he was between your legs, hands on your thighs, while yours were in his hair. You didn't know how long you were there, but your lips were starting to hurt and swell from kissing him so much. Your makeup must have been all smeared with sweat, not even dancing had you sweated like that.

“Fuck, i want you so fucking much.” He whispered, using one hand to cup your face, looking into your eyes as your ragged breaths tried to synchronize. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled as close as possible, moaning as you felt his cock brush against the fabric covering your private parts. "You will drive me crazy."

"Have me. Take me, please." You begged, didn't giving a damn about where you were, you knew someone could walk in at any moment, but you were wrapped up in so much ecstasy, you couldn't control yourself anymore.

"Shit, wait a minute." He said, giving you a quick kiss before rushing out of the bathroom, leaving you with an emptiness between your legs, and your entire body tingling every second. You leaned your head against the mirror behind you and closed your eyes, biting your lips, one of your hands stopping at your breast and massaging it while the other stopped between your legs, massaging your pleasure point.

"Fuck, what a sight." His voice made you open your eyes and see him with dark eyes. Desire, lust, passion, you could see it all in those eyes. And it was all for you. "Take your pants off, sweetheart." He said, closing the door behind him. You did as he said, stood up and took off the pants you were wearing, leaving only your panties that could easily be pushed aside. He hurried to lower his own pants, lifting his shirt and putting the hem in his mouth, holding it while he put the condom on his cock. And what a dick. Your mouth watered at the sight of him, just wanting to be able to feel him, even if it was over the condom. You knelt in front of him, replacing his hands with yours, massaging his member before putting it in your mouth, swallowing as much as you could, moving as fast as you could, watching him throw his head back and roll his eyes. He gasped, his chest rising and falling, his muscles tensing. “Hell no, babe.” He grabbed a piece of your shirt and pulled it up at once, grabbing you around the waist, and sitting you down on the sink again. "I'm going to come inside you tonight, another day you can do whatever you want with me, but not today, got me?"

“Yeah.”

“Good.” He whispered and then kissed you, holding your face on both sides, a kiss so deep you could barely breathe. He then released one of his hands from your face, and went down to between your legs where he pushed your panties to the side, touching the waterfall that was at your entrance. he cursed. "I want to taste you, but if I wait a little longer, I'll come without even having fucked you."

"Please don’t." You whispered against his lips. Desperate for more.

"I promise to make it up to you when we get out of here, hm?"

"Hmm." You barely managed to respond, feeling him enter you, arching your back, feeling him stretch you. “yes” You dragged the word out, before you hugged him by the shoulders and he hugged you around the waist, starting to move against you, until he was finally all inside, pounding to the end, hard and slowly, rolling his hips against yours, your body unable to keep still, trying your best to get more friction, more movement. “Fuck.”

“Yes babe, fuck. Soo good for me.”

“"The door!" You whispered, seeing that it hadn't closed properly, and the wind seemed to be opening it.

"Don't worry, no one will come in here until I leave, the guys are good at giving us privacy." he whispered.

"Let me hold it." You asked not too sure. He smiled and nodded giving you a kiss on the forehead, helping you down, you faced the door, with your hands flat on it as he held your waist and positioned himself at your entrance, entering again, slowly, making you throw your head back and press your fingers against the door, wanting to dig your nails into the wood with pleasure. “Faster, please.” And he did what you wanted, increasing the force of the thrusts and the speed too, getting to the point where you couldn't hold back your moans anymore, letting them invade the entire bathroom and probably the dressing room on the other side of the door as well. The air was so hot, you were so sweaty that sweat was running down your body, wetting your shirt, as was Changkyun, but neither of you wanted to stop.

He then grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you back, making your back lean against his chest, one hand holding your neck while the other was around your waist, his lips were against your ear, talking dirty things that he would still do with you and everything was so intense, you both closed your eyes, the moans coming out of your mouths more and more sly, louder. And when you felt like you were about to come, you held his hands, your insides tightening, your entire body tensed as he fucked you hard, with desire.

"Oh fuck, babe." He groaned and tightened his arms around you.

""Shit, I'm cumming, fuck."

"Fuck, (y/n). Oh."

And you felt like you were in free fall, your legs got weak and thanks to Changkyun you didn't collapse.

The two of you held still for a few seconds, enjoying the sensation, your hearts beating, racing, your breathing heavy, your head spinning and his scent soothing you. You had never imagined doing something like this, or even feeling something like this being with him.  It was strange to feel that way. You had always felt that Changkyun was different in some way, you knew that ever since you met him, he seemed to be special, but you didn't know he was that much. If you were in love with him, you'd be fucked. You spaced out for a second, feeling his light kisses on your neck , and only when you felt a cool breeze in your body. that something popped into your mind. The door. When you opened your eyes, the bathroom door was open, and worst of all, Jungkook was right in the middle of the dressing room, eyes glued to you. Anger, hate, despair, that's what you saw in his eyes, and it was all because of you.

"Shit" Changkyun hurried to close the door, slamming it hard and using his foot to hold it. For the first few seconds you felt nothing, and when reality hit, you were filled with humiliation.You felt ashamed, dirty, and all the pleasure you had just felt turned to disgust. "Honey, are you okay?" He turned you to face him. You shook your head, just wanted to cry. In fact, you were already crying. "Oh no, babe, don't cry." He pulled you into a hug. "Dress up okay? You have nothing to be ashamed of."

"But he just saw us..."

"We closed our eyes for a few seconds, we don't know how much he saw, it's okay." He then quickly took off the condom, rolled it up and threw it away. Then he put his pants on and helped you into yours.

"Just hold my hand and stand behind me, okay?"

"Hm"

When he opened the door, you kept your head down, your face still burning. Standing behind him, with your face close to his back, hiding as much as possible.

"(Y/n)" Jungkook voice as he said your name was broken, and you could only feel even more guilty about what had happened.  You didn't want anyone to see you at a time like that, least of all your ex boyfriend.

"Get out of my way, Jungkook"

"I swear to god I'm going to rip your face off if you don't let go of her, Changkyun, I'm at my wit's end with you. I should blow you all over for what I just witnessed." And now his voice was menacing.  Minhyuk hadn't lied when he said that Jungkook would be able to split Changkyun in two, he had been boxing for a long time and could win any fight, especially with people who didn't know how to fight. "Let go of her. (y/n), let's go."

"Back off."

You knew that if you didn't interfere, they would end up fighting and getting hurt, so you just let go of I.M's hand and walked out from behind him. He frowned at you. You were shaking, you didn't want to look into Jungkook's eyes again, but you had to, and this time, you could only see sadness in his eyes, even though his expression was one of pure hate.

“I'll go with you.”

“(y/n)...” I.M whispered your name confused and... hurt perhaps? and you looked at him, holding back tears, the corners of your lips turning down as you forced yourself not to cry. You tried to smile, tried to show that everything was fine even though you couldn't lie in that situation. And so you turned to Jungkook, the smile fading. “I'm right behind you.” And you pointed towards the door. He gave I.M one last look before heading towards the exit and you did. As soon as he walked out into the hallway, Jungkook turned around to say something but you interrupted him. “Let's not have this conversation here, Jungkook, come on.”

And so you made your way to the boys' dressing room, heads down so no one could see your red eyes. And when you entered BTS' dressing room, only the guys were there, no staff, just them. Which would make possible the scandal that was to come.

“What was on your mind to do something like that?” Jungkook asked as he closed the door behind them with all his strenght, drawing the boys' attention. "Have you gone completely crazy? What happened to you? You would never do such a thing.” And as you looked around at everyone else present, you took a deep breath, trying to keep control of your calm. You were no longer ashamed, you were simply furious.

“What do you want from me, Jungkook? What do you want me to say?”

“I want you to tell me why I walked into that room and found you two having sex in the dressing room bathroom.” He raised his voice, and behind the two of you, the boys looked at each other wide-eyed. They had seen the two of you fight before, they were used to it, but apparently they had never witnessed anything like this. Not even the day you saw him cheating on you. “You kept telling me that there was nothing between the two of you, that you were just friends, but less than two months after we broke up,  you are fucking him? And worst of all, in a place where anyone could go in and see. Have you no shame? Aren't you ashamed that you told me you didn't feel anything for him, but now you're having sex with him? Did you do it while we were dating too?”

“Oh, fuck you, Jungkook. You're not going to come here and accuse me of cheating.” You cursed. “You have no right to question me about my life. I don't have to explain anything to you.”

"You're fucking mine." he yelled.

"I'm not yours." And you did too. “You cheated on me, you were the reason our relationship ended, I.M was the one who was there for me when I spent nights crying, sobbing thinking I wasn't good enough, that I wasn't pretty enough, because the man I loved cheated on me with a fucking staff. I saw the two of you, Jungkook. I found you fucking her.”

"And now you decided to do the same? Did you decide that you were going to have sex with him here, knowing that I wanted to talk to you, knowing that I would come after you, knowing that there was a possibility that I could walk into that room and get you two?”

"Stop fucking accusing me. I didn't do anything thinking about you, on the contrary, everything I did was thinking about him." You spat out your words, already out of patience to try to maintain civility.

“Hey guys.” Namjoon tried to intervene, leaving where he was and stopping beside the two. “You two are hot-headed, you need to calm down first before it gets out of hand. Have this conversation another day, hm? Or you will end up regretting the things that will be said now.”

"No, I don't want to talk to her another day, she needs to explain to me right now why she was having sex with another guy..."

"Oh my god, are you listening to any words I'm saying?" You asked, this time in a lower voice, but still not believing what you were hearing. “Get real, Jungkook. You cheated on me, we broke up, period. What I do with other people, what Changkyun and I were doing in that bathroom is none of your business. I didn't want you to see it, I didn't want anyone else to see it.”

“So glad I was the one who walked into that room and not one of the MonstaX guys, because otherwise they would have gotten you in a position where they could see your pussy, which would be embarrassing, unless of course they're screwing you too.”

"I'm so fucking sick of it." You sighed, placing your hands on your hips and looking to the corner of the room before turning to the boy. That was supposed to be a perfect day, everything was going well until he started acting like you were still together, as if you committed a crime for having sex with Changkyun. “You should choose your words better Jungkook, if there's any bitch in this room, that bitch is you, who couldn't keep your dick in your pants during our relationship. We've been together for over five years, and at no time have I done anything to hurt you. But you always did the opposite, always accusing me of something I never did, always being cold to me when you were angry about something, always preferring to hang out with your friends than spend time with me. And to be honest, I got it. I understand why you never wanted to go public about our relationship, I understand why you were always stressed, I know what your life is like and your obligations, but nothing gave you the right to do what you did to me or accuse me of this nonsense. And I don't give you the right to keep acting like my boyfriend, acting like nothing happened, like I'm the wrong one. It’s done, accept it.”

Soon the room was silent, you could only hear the noise of the groups performing on stage and the fans singing along. The other guys continued without saying a word or acting on what was happening. You ran your hand over your face, tiredness was wearing you down, after all, it wasn't every day you danced, fucked and fought.

“Look, I shouldn't even be here, I only came because I didn't want you to freak out in front of him, I didn't want you to do something stupid that could hurt him and put Bangtan's reputation on the line. I'm going now. I hope you get on with your life, because I'm gonna get on with mine.”

And walking past him, you opened the door leaving the room without even saying goodbye to your friends. You just wanted to take a taxi and go home, but before you could walk back to MonstaX's dressing room, Jungkook's hand reached for your forearm and pulled you back hard, making you spin around and slam into his chest, eyes wide both from his action and from the fact that any minute that hallway would be full of idols, staffs and probably cameras too.

“We are not over. I made a mistake. And I'm sorry, I was weak, I was stupid, it shouldn't have happened, but I'm here, apologizing and begging you to rethink your decision."

“Let go of me”

“(y/n)”

“I said let go, Jungkook.” And so he did, he let go of your arm, but he didn't pull away from you. "Don't follow me, don't call me, don't try to talk to me anymore, leave me alone. You don't deserve a second chance and even if I gave you one, you'd ruin it. You don't know how to have things, you only know how to conquer them, and after you get them, you keep them in a cardboard box in your basement."

"This is not true." And his voice was broken again, red eyes full of tears, so full that it started to slide down his face.

"It is. You never showed that you loved me, Jungkook, you just showed me that I was yours, and nothing else. You only used me when you needed to and when I wasn't available, instead of waiting for me, you went after another woman, perhaps several other women.”

"I love you" He started to sob. Chin tense, nose red, sniffling, chest rising and falling rapidly. You hated to see him like this, but you hated him even more."Please, please don't leave me. I've changed. I'll never do anything like that again, please, I beg you." And he took one step towards you, but you took two steps away from him. He covered his face with his hands, bursting into tears, no longer controlling how much he cried, nor the volume of his voice. Jimin was the first out of the dressing room, followed by the other guys who looked alternately between you and him. “P-please babe...”

“Goodbye, Jeon.”

And when you turned your back, you could hear him call your name, and as much as you wanted to go back and hug him, say that everything would be okay, you knew it wouldn't be like that.

1 YEAR LATER

“Hyung, where is the..." Jungkook's words died when he entered Namjoon's studio and saw that he was watching a live on the computer. Changkyun was the one on the screen.

A few weeks earlier, many pictures of you and Changkyun on a Caribbean cruise ended up being posted on the internet. Everyone freaked out. In the pictures you kissed, hugged, played and had fun. There was no way to deny that. The whole world already knew he had a girlfriend and his face was all over the news in every possible newspaper. When you sat in the manager's office to talk about it, the first thing he said was that you should break up, but Changkyun refused. And as he had already talked to the other members of the group, he had already decided that he would not extend his contract with Starship, which is why he no longer felt obliged to follow the company's rules, although they were never forbid from dating.

So it was time to go public.

Namjoon was one of the first to know and so the other guys in BTS were also informed, and everyone was happy that you were happy. Except Jungkook.

"His fans will never let him assume a relationship like that, they will hate her, they can't go public at all. She will suffer." And even though he was really worried about you, he was also jealous, jealous that the other guy would do to you what he wanted to do.

"Like I said, I have a girlfriend. And I'm really happy to know that so many people, so many fans are supporting us right now."  And while he smiled, Jungkook just got angrier. "She is very important to me and makes me very happy. She is always by my side and is a monbebe just like you guys. I'm sure that when  you meet her, you will love her, just like me."

Jungkook couldn't forget you and he had tried so hard but nothing could replace what you were to him. And even though he couldn't accept the end of your relationship, even after a year had passed, he was happy that you had gotten your bachelor's degree in dance and now you were planning to open your own dance school, aimed at the poorest kids who could not afford dance lessons.

"I hope you respect her and take care of her as you do to me. She deserves all the love in the world." Changkyun continued to speak. Jungkook left the studio, he didn't want to hear that man's voice anymore, the one who stole his happiness, who stole the woman of his life. Who was he trying to fool? He screwed up, it could have been him making that announcement, it could have been him now telling the world how happy he was with you by his side.  But all he had left was an empty space in the bed and a broken heart with no chance of mending or healing. He just wanted you back, but right now, he didn't stand a chance.

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