I'm so glad you're back!!!
For the drabble,the truth untold for jungkook, just end the drabble on a happy note I'm too sad to handle sad endings
It’s good to be back! My apologies for the wait. I hope this is up to par, but I didn’t want it rushed. I understand if it isn’t what you wanted/expected! I promise I will only get better. It has been a while 😅(Also quick note. I do NOT promote this behavior and this smut is NOT in any way meant to romanticize cheating. It is wrong regardless if you’re an idol or not and nobody deserves to be hurt by this behavior. Just because you’re famous, hot or VIP, does not give you the right to this behavior.)
Warnings - cheating! jk! unprotected sex, Jungkook fucks you in his chain… really this isn’t ‘bad’ and doesn’t go into much detail so there’s not many warnings.
❐❦➫✘✝︎☯︎♋︎♡⚡︎☽☹︎➂❣︎✰ ❐❦➫✘✝︎☯︎♋︎♡⚡︎☽☹︎➂❣︎✰❐❦➫✘✝︎☯︎
Having an idol as a boyfriend comes with a certain amount of pros and cons. Pro #1 is coming very well respected. Con #1 would definitely have to be your boyfriend cheating on you with other women. Normally you wouldn’t believe such things coming from the media, but when it’s seen with your own eyes it becomes a whole different headline. “Baby please let me explain!” Is the first thing out of Jungkook’s mouth the moment your eyes meet his. At first you’re speechless. What’s there to explain? You just caught your boyfriend cheating! “Oh God.” You mumble to yourself as you stumble out the bedroom door. Jungkook could be heard down the hallway as you were walking away. “Wait! Y/n, please!” Before you make it to the stairs, Jungkook is running out of the bedroom in nothing but his boxers and chain that just so happened to have your initial on it. “Do you realize how fucking stupid you look right now, Jungkook? Chasing after me in your boxers after fucking some whore in our bed?”
What made him think that he had any reason to waste your time at this point? “Baby please-“
“Should I leave?” His mistress questions, looking quite confused and embarrassed as she glances between both you and Jungkook. “You fucking think?” You respond leaving the mysterious women speechless as she walks down the stairs and right out your front door. You couldn’t help but scoff. She saw herself out the door? This has happened more than once. Not that she’s that stupid and couldn’t figure out how to leave, but she was far too comfortable inside your house. She knew her way around it.
“How many times, Kook?” Silence took over. “I said how many times?” Your voice was louder this time. Jungkook couldn’t look you in the face. He turned away from you holding onto the railing of the stairs. Guilt began taking over. “A couple.” He said so quietly you had to ask him to repeat himself. When he said it again your heart broke at what you already knew. “I fucking knew it. I knew you were fucking around on me. You fucking asshole!” You yell, storming off to the bedroom.
Jungkook follows catching the door you were trying to slam in his face. “Y/n what are you doing?” He asked when he saw you grab your bag out of the closet. “Oh me?” You throw you bag on the king sized bed you had just caught him and his mistress on before announcing to him your decision. “I’m fucking leaving you. I’m done.” His eyes widen, trying to shake off what you just said but the little voice in his head keeps repeating the words you just spat. “You’re what?” He asks. “You heard me the first time and I’m not repeating myself again. I’m fucking done with you constantly sleeping around on me, acting like I’m not good enough for you, fucking women in OUR bed in the house that WE built together. So now you can have all the hoes you want, baby because I’m done.” But when you go to open the closet door, Jungkook stops you. His hand gripping your wrist and pinning your body against the wall.
His teeth gritted together as his free hand squeezes your cheeks together forcing your eyes on his. “You’ve tried to leave before and look where that got you. You’re going to put your bag away and we’re going to fix this like the adults we are.”
You couldn’t quite pinpoint where the sudden sexual tension came from. Rather it was his hand squeezing your two cheeks together, your body being pinned against the wall, or maybe your intuition saying ‘this is fixable.’ All you really knew was that you needed him and you needed him bad but you weren’t going to let him know it. “Don’t even try to blame this on me. I give you all of me all the fucking time and you have the nerve to hurt me like this.” You tell him. Tears fill up your eyes as you do your best to look away from his. “I’m not blaming you for shit! I’m sorry that you give me all of you and I never give you me. I still want you, y/n.” Jungkook says. “So, what’s your excuse then huh? Because you better not play the ‘I don’t fuck you enough’ card because me and you both know that’s bullshit. I fuck you at least three times a week, if not more, sometimes twice a day.” Jungkook looks down, releasing the grip he had on your body and taking a step back. He shrugged his shoulders and ran his hand through hair. “There isn’t one. You’re not to blame here and neither is the sex that we have. You always are amazing. Like I said, I wish I could show you me and give you me but I’ve never been good at doing that. And I’m sorry.”
The sex between you and Jungkook was more than amazing. Considering the fact you never had to fake an orgasm once like you had to with your ex. And what hurts you the most is Jungkook still made it seem so passionate even when he was cheating. How is that love? You wonder. “So what are we gonna do, Jungkook? Are we gonna fuck all night and every time this happens until we finally get it right? Are you even gonna stick around long enough to even give and show yourself to me? You can’t keep using sex as an excuse to fix what’s broken.” Maybe the two of you are sex addicts or just hardcore Sadists and Masochists. He hurts you so bad and for some reason you can’t get enough of it. Or maybe this is just one hell of a wake up call! “It’s not an excuse if it actually works this time.” Jungkook slowly walks up to you with the mischievous smile on his face that you knew all too well. “Well is it gonna?” You asked. You would find out. You would spend the rest of the night working out your problems in the bedroom, screaming, crying, and hoping this would be it.
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“Keep fucking doing that, yes, oh my God!” You moaned, his hands gripping the sheets above your head as he has both your legs pinned down with his while thrusting into you from above. His cock not failing to hit that little spot inside of you each time he pushes his way through your tight walls causing little sparks of joy to shoot up your spine. “Yeah you like that, huh? You like when I’m deep inside it?” He teases, his pace becoming faster as his hands make their way to yours. For some reason, even though a fucked out Jeon Jungkook was literally on top of you, you couldn’t help but hypnotize yourself from the chain with the initial ‘y/n’ around his neck that was dangling in your face. The left side of your brain couldn’t help but think about the your own initial dangling in the other woman’s face as he was with her but the right side of your brain kept telling you to stop hurting yourself that way. “Oh f-fuck.” You threw your head back, eyes rolling back into your skull as you have completely given up at this point. Jungkook smirks, sitting up on his knees before trailing his fingertips along your hands, down your arms, to your chest, all the way down until they gripped your hips. “That always gets ya doesn’t it, baby?” He references your reaction to his chain. He knows how you feel about it and how you feel about him wearing it during sex.
“Think about that next time you wanna leave me.”
Your hazy eyes look up to meet his seeing his messy hair sticking to his face and that damn chain swaying back and forth and you couldn’t keep any composure. “D-did you fuck her with it on?” You asked. So much for listening to your brain. “Did you let my fucking name dangle in her face as you fucked her?” You ask again. Jungkook shakes his head, his thrusts increasing as you notice a change in his demeanor. “Lier.” You mumble, but it was mumbled loud enough for Jungkook to hear. “I didn’t let her see the god damn chain because I always fucked her from behind.” Jungkook grips your throat pulling your face close to his. “This is your chain, not hers.” The image of Jungkook having some girl bent over in your bed was too much for you to handle. It was devastating. But at least she never got to experience the good ol' chain dangle, right?
“How romantic, Jeon.” You roll your eyes. “I’m only romantic when I’m with you. Otherwise I’m just a man whore.” You try to think about how instead of doing what any normal woman would have done and walked out on the man who constantly cheats on you, you’re laying underneath him letting him slut you out hoping it fixes the obvious. “You need fucking therapy, Kook!” You spat. Your emotions getting the best of you but your emotions don’t matter right now. His cock pushing deep inside you as his tattooed hand presses down on your lower belly does. “You are my therapy, now shut up and take what I’m trying to give you.”
He was fucking you so good that you were almost too dumb to speak. You couldn’t find the simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answers in the back of your silly little brain to answer him back with. All you could do was lay there and take it like you always do. “W-wanna cum.” You mumble out, “what’s that?” He asks. You respond with a loud, annoyed groan because he knew all too well what you had said. You were in no mood for his games. “Cum, w-wanna cum.” Jungkook smiles, his body leaning on top of yours as he kisses the corners of your open mouth. “Cum for me, baby girl.” The infamous words that always made you explode with pleasure strike again. It takes Jungkook a solid three more thrusts inside your squirting pussy before be released uncontrollably inside of you. His tattooed hand roams your body from your face, down to your chest squeezing your boobs, down to your hip bones where he always rubs them. “You still with me?” He pants. You nod your head having absolutely no energy to talk.
“I’m sorry baby. I promise I’ll change. I love you.”
Let me know if there are any typos!
