“should you.. check it out maybe? just a little peek?”
chills. sent down your spine as the phone screen lit up with a newly posted fanfic of jungkook, your boyfriend.
“you’re not being a very good influence right now..”
your friend smirked, playfully shrugging her shoulders.
“am I supposed to be? just read a little bit of it! please?”
and so you did. the first line was fine. fast forward to the very first paragraph and that was also fine. it was all just fine until you reached the middle. jungkook was all tease. taking his shirt off, showing off his beautiful tats and even calling the reader pet names. pet names. the exact same ones he called you every morning, day, and night. heat crawled up on you, your entire body felt like it was on fire at this point and slowly the phone slid out of your hand. a faint sound could be heard next to you.
“wow. that was kinda hot but should I be reading this?”
“no! that’s my boyfriend you weirdo. ugh.. leave.”
she giggled. enjoyed seeing you all upset and bothered over something so small. grabbing her bag and the few pieces of candy you both shared, she kissed your cheek a goodbye and left without another word. sitting in the most disbelief of your life, alone. you promised to never touch another fanfic again. not now. not soon. or ever.
jungkook returned home hours later. sweaty and just a bit irritated but you were always there to cheer him up. with a swing of your arms around his broad shoulders and his hands landing on your waist, he was already in a much better mood. he pressed a few soft kisses to your lips before heading to the kitchen, grabbing a few snacks before sitting at the bar. talking to you about his day and how it could’ve been better. eventually you went to shower and he was left alone with your phone that kept buzzing. jungkook was never nosy and he never looked at your phone like that but.. what was it?
his eyes widened the second he seen it was your friend sending you more than one different fanfics that have been posted of.. him. jungkook x reader. he couldn’t help but to want more. know more. read more. his thin lips curled into a smirk as he sat and read a few fanfics of himself. ears turning red from some of the scenes.
“jungkook? what are you doing..”
he jumped and tossed your phone to the side.
his reply was short and his voice cracked. he wasn’t innocent in the slightest. the second you seen what was on your screen, you threw your own phone to the side and he sat back laughing. laughing at how funny this all was. but to you? it wasn’t funny at all.
“is that what you’ve been up to while I’m gone, hm?”
“n-no! not at all! she found it first and made me.. read.”
too late. he stood and walked over to you, hands now around your waist and pulling you into his broad chest. using the strength you had to try and pull away but it was no use, he was bigger. stronger.
jungkook shook his head. leaning forward to whisper in your ear before leaving a kiss right below the spot. you shivered and went silent. unable to speak now. a hand grabbing ahold of your arm for support, the same tattooed arm in the fanfic. he wasn’t stupid. he knew what you liked and what you wanted.
“why don’t we recreate a few of those scenes baby.”
