“i’ve been wrong about a million times, but i’ve got one thing right.”
or, desperate to get your ailing mother into the best care possible, you ask your childhood friend turned enemy to marry you for his health insurance benefits. the only problem is it’s illegal. and he’s the sheriff. and you swore to hate him since the day he broke your best friend’s heart.
pairing. jeon jungkook x female reader
genre. fake marriage au; childhood friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, angst, humor, smut, slow burn
word count. 6,931
masterlist.
playlist.
part 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | ongoing
contains. explicit language, mentions of a shooting, explicit sexual content: dirty talk, nipple/breast play, dry humping/grinding, fingering, handjob, sexual intercourse
greer note. this is quite americanized as we do not have universal healthcare which is a major plot device of the series; however, if you get confused by it, just keep in mind it’s a marriage of convenience! this fic is also inspired by my otp in the television show ‘bates motel’
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You didn’t even bother to knock, pushing the door open and turning to lock it behind you. “She’s rearranging the furniture.”
Jungkook didn’t even pause in washing his face. “Is she?”
“Why don’t you sound surprised? Is it normal for everyone’s mother-in-law to rearrange their furniture without asking?”
Jungkook rinsed the last of the soap off. “I don’t know.”
“Jungkook,” you whined his name.
“She must have read a new article about the energy in furniture placement or something.” He turned the faucet off and reached for a towel to dry his face.
“Is eleven thirty at night the optimum time to move furniture around?” you grumbled.