⟶ WARNINGS : heavy angst, sadness, heartbreak, self-loathing, one-sided love, husband!taehyung, infidelity, he’s with another woman but the marriage is forced, lots of crying, mentions of divorce & attempt of divorce, oc comes back as a girlboss but is still sad, taehyung is suspicious and an asshole.
⟶ NOTE : FINALLY IT’S HERE!!! This will be three parts & i’m so excited to finally share this fic with you guys!!!! I’ve been keeping this from you guys for way too long, and i apologise for the huuuuuuuge delay, but it’s finally here !!! <3 i hope u guys enjoy, there is two more chapters coming in the future hehe
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“I’ll be back by eight.” He says, but you know he won’t be, just like every other night.
You’re used to it. You know that he doesn’t love you, that your parents forced your marriage to bring the Kim and Song companies together. Then, why does it hurt you so much if your wedding was forced? As if you’re getting stabbed right in the heart if everything is just pretend?
That’s simple—because you love Kim Taehyung.
You and he grew up together; your parents were best friends, and your marriage was agreed on when you were only a baby, still crawling and drinking your mother’s milk.
And falling for Taehyung was a given; you’ve been in love with him since you were mere children, the love you had for him gradually morphing into something with such intensity that only thinking about him is enough for your heart to implode.
⟶ WARNINGS : A N G S T, sadness, heartbreak, one-sided love, taehyung is an asshole, husband!taehyung, infidelity, angst, divorce, more as story progresses.
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⟶ chapter one [ 6.5k ]
Taehyung is your husband, and you love him. If only he loved you back; if only he cherished your love and not tolerated it.
⟶ chapter two [ coming soon ]
Attempting to divorce Kim Taehyung proves to be harder than you thought, especially when your heart gets in your way.
⟶ chapter three [ coming soon ]
The end.
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>>pairing: jungkook x reader / dilf jk x grocery store clerk oc
>>genre: strangers to lovers, friends with benefits, smut, fluff
>>status: on going
** snacks are drabbles that can be read as stand alones. they are not relevant to the plot. they are not written chronologically, but i order them as such as i go **
most recent work will be labeled: !! NEW !!
you find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you
❥⁞ part one: the art of wanting - 10.3k words, (m)
you find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you.
❥⁞ snack: the art of caring - 4.7k words, (m)
jk picks you up after a fight with your roommates… he and nari are better company anyway!!
❥⁞ snack: gardening/pool day drabble - 1.2k words, (pg)
nari plays in the dirt while jk gardens and you make a bet
❥⁞ part two: the art of playing - 6.3k words, (m)
costumes are a must for jk’s work party… they come with the cutest heart-shaped cuffs… now what could they be used for?
❥⁞ part three: the art of craving - 6.9k words, (m)
jk takes you to a bbq at his friend’s house. the tri-tip is good but the creampie is even better.
❥⁞ snack: the art of waiting - 3.9k words, (m)
jk comes back from his business trip and he’s wearing new pjs… you must get his face between your legs.
❥⁞ part four: the art of doubting - 17k words, (m)
seeds of doubt are planted and unfortunately they grow faster than love. things with jk fall apart.
❥⁞ part five: the art of yearning: pt 1 - 15.7k words, (m)
jungkook wants you as much as he misses you.
❥⁞ part six: the art of trying - 29.3k words, (m) !! NEW !!
you’re trying to forget about jungkook, but he’s trying to make sure you remember why you shouldn’t.
Genre: Husband! Jungkook, Wife! Reader, lovers to strangers!, CEO! Jungkook, Doctor! Reader, flashbacks, established relationship, cheating, fluff, angst, small part of smut and reader x surprise
Summary: The perfect couple on screen and the flashes captured all the smiles but they couldn’t see the broken heart she carries. Every Night she was left alone as he “worked” late but she knew he was “working” hard with the assistant he just hired. She convinces him to get divorce for losing feelings for each other but she decides to keep a big secret from him. A secret that changes her life but doesn’t touch his, until now.
Warning: Mentions of cheating, cheating, sex scene, car accident, hospital, insecurities, angst, fluff and romance
There was a moment when I thought I knew everything. Well...I thought I knew everything about you. The way you always held me made me feel safe and everything just made sense. Your chocolate eyes told me everything I needed to know...apparently, I missed the warning they were giving me. Maybe I’m just not enough but you made me realize my deepest fear...
“Mrs. Jeon! Over here!”
She turned towards the reporter and gave out her award-winning smile. Everyone in the city spoke about her smile, saying it was the top of the top. They said it was the smile that some actresses wished they had but little did they know, Jeon Y/N was an actress herself. She walked up to some of the reporters and one of them threw a question that was the main question of her life, “Mrs. Jeon, where is your husband?”
“He’s working on a big project. I heard it's for a park, keep an eye out for that.”
“How is it working during these hard times?”
Y/N smiled at them and let out a small laugh, “I love being a doctor. Even though my hospital is backed up right now, that doesn’t mean it's all bad. We’re doing our hardest to ease the tension.”
“Mrs. Jeon, what about Park Chanyeol? There were rumors you had lunch with him recently, any comment?”
“Park Chanyeol and I have had no communication lately. We are good friends but I haven’t seen him in a while.”
“Mrs. Jeon, can you send a message to your husband?”
Irritated. That’s how she felt when she heard that question but she had to put on a face to make sure everything went well. She looked into the camera and gave the fakest smile that she could muster at the moment, “Neh, Jungkook~. I hope you're working hard tonight, I know you are.”
She bowed at the reporters and when she walked away her smile dropped into a frown when her back was towards them, “I know you are...”
She made her way inside the big venue and she sat in the front row. With the cameras flashing on her skin, the fake laughs she clearly did went unnoticed. They only cared for her beauty and charm, nothing more. When they finally left, she took her phone and she wasn’t shocked to see any messages. After all, her husband was “busy”.
“Y/N?”
She turned her head and she smiled when she saw Oh Sehun (her close friend since she was a child), “Sehun...my savior.”
He let out a deep chuckle and sat next to her, “He couldn’t make it?”
She frowned at this and shook her head, “You know why....”
“Y/N, when are you gonna leave him?”
She sighed and looked down at her hands, “I-I...I just need more time.”
“Jungkook has been cheating on you for years...I just want you to be happy.”
“I know. I just need more time, okay.”
The conversation about Jungkook ended and Y/N’s thoughts only created false hope. She’s been with Jungkook her whole life, he was the only thing she knew. The only person that gave her love but that was only in the beginning. Now all she felt was agony whenever he touched her hands or even talked to her.
Jeon Y/N or formally L/N Y/N, she was born into a loving (rich) family. Nothing really happened in her family, it was the perfect family. She was close with her parents and her brother was her best friend, what more could you ask for? She was also on top of her classes and was popular throughout her college, which is where she met Jungkook.
It was final days, Y/N was in the library studying when Sehun sat next to her with a pout. She glanced at him with a raised eyebrow as she let out a small laugh, “What’s up with you?”
“My best friend is in the library when there’s a football game.”
She rolled her eyes and went back to writing her notes, “You know I don’t care about sports.”
“It's the final game and we're seniors. You've never been to a football game, can you come with me?”
“What's in it for me?”
Sehun scoffed at her and rolled his eyes, “Memories. Just come with me.”
“Fine. Let me drop my stuff at my dorm.”
“Really!? Okay, oh Y/N I’m so excited.”
They walked to her dorm together and she heard everyone around her talking about the star quarterback, Jeon Jungkook. She’s heard of him but she didn’t really know what he looked like. She never really bothered with getting to know him when she was focused on her studies. They walked into the loud stadium and Y/N flinched at how loud it was. Sehun led her toward the front and she saw the rest of their friends in their school colors. She smiled at this looking out towards the field.
Sehun saw her looking and leaned down, “That’s the quarterback everyone is talking about, Jungkook. He’s in the same year as us, he's like a prodigy apparently.”
“Good for him...”
“The person next to him is Kim Taehyung, that's his best friend.”
She nodded her head and let out a small laugh, “Do you just know the whole team?”
“It’s kinda hard not to know them.”
“I guess...I’m sure they’ll do good though.”
She watched the quarterback walk into the middle of the field and their eyes locked on each other. He was very handsome, she couldn’t lie about that. He sent a small wave to her and she looked behind her with confusion. When she looked back at him, she pointed to herself. He let out a small laugh and nodded his head. She sent him a small wave and his bunny smile captured her heart. Oh if she could only go back to that happy time before.
She looked around at everyone that was smiling knowing the next award was for Jungkook. She closed her eyes trying to think of good things to say about him, but so far it wasn’t working. She tried to picture herself eight years ago, when she was in love with him. The man who he was before everything turned into shit. When he knew what being loyal was.
“The top CEO of this year belongs to....Jeon Jungkook!!”
She gave the camera a smile before standing up and clapping her hands. She turned around bowing to everyone before making her way to the stage. She gently took the award and she had to stop herself from throwing it on the ground. She went towards the microphone and let out a nervous laugh, “Thank you for voting my husband for this prestigious award. My husband works so hard and I’m so glad you guys can see it with your own eyes. It makes me so proud to be...to be his wife. Thank you so much, my husband is probably crying out in pleasure in his office because of this award. Thank you again.”
Everyone started clapping their hands and she bowed at everyone as her grip on the award tightened. She walked off the stage heading backstage to take pictures for the press. Once that was done, Sehun was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. She sighed and walked to him, “I’m ready to leave this place.”
“I was about to ask that. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
That night, Sehun took her out to her favorite chicken place and everything felt normal. It wasn’t until she realized she still had to go home. She hated going home. It didn’t even feel like a home, it was just a nice house with expensive furniture within it. The drive back home was faster than she wanted it and before she could get out of the car, Sehun grabbed her wrist, “You could always stay at my place or even Chanyeol’s-”
“I’ll be okay. He’s probably at that whore’s house. I’ll be alone...it's better than him being here with me.”
Sehun frowned at this and nodded his head, “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure...thank you for always caring about me. I appreciate it.”
“Always. Goodnight, Y/N.”
“Goodnight, Sehun.”
She watched the car leave her driveway and she let out a small sigh. She turned around and the giant house welcomed her but it wasn’t a warm one. She walked into her house and the darkness welcomed her, something she was used to. She went up the marble stairs as her heels echoed through the house. She made it to her room well, their room. Might as well be called her room at this point.
She placed the award on his side and walked away from it. Just looking at the piece of metal was causing more heart troubles. She got out of her gown putting on her sweats. She glanced out the window smiling when she saw the stars keeping her company tonight. She took her phone out and let out a chuckle, no messages.
She stood in her office reading over the reports, when someone entered. She looked up from her desk as a wave of nerves (the good kind) came her way. Kim Seokjin stood there with his hair sleeked back with a pair of glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, it made her heart beat faster. He gave her a small smile and let out a deep sigh, “I’m sorry but I have to give you another report, Y/N.”
She nodded her head mentally slapping herself for being shy right now. She let out a small cough and stood up from her desk to go over to him. She gently took the folder from him and gave him a nervous smile, “T-Thanks, Dr. Kim.”
“Neh, Y/N, I told you to call me Jin.”
God damn it that's right, “I-I’m sorry, I forgot... hahaha.”
“Oh, by the way...you looked beautiful last night on tv.”
If she had water in her mouth, it would’ve been spat out. She felt her face turning red and she scratched the back of her neck, “Thank you...I try my best with looking good.”
He let out a small laugh and shook his head, “You don’t need to try...I’ll see you at lunch.”
She blinked her eyes at him as she watched him leave her office. She felt like a school girl hearing the older man say that to her. She had a small crush on Seokjin, it was hard not to. Everyone in the office talked about him because he was handsome, kind and charming, everything a man should be. Jin actually recommended her to the hospital, she remembers him saying that she was the best of the best. Ever since then, she had a crush on him. A married woman having a crush should be seen as a sin but she didn’t see herself as a married woman anymore.
She went to sit back at her desk when her cellphone started buzzing in her pocket. She took her phone out and all the joy she had was sucked out of her when she saw the caller Id. She answered the phone, “What?”
“Is that how you answer your phone to your husband?”
“Yes.” She walked back to her desk and sat in her chair as she looked down at the folder. She smiled to herself but it quickly disappeared when she heard his voice again.
“I need the house tonight.”
“Why? So you can fuck Abby or whatever her name is?”
“Her name is Rue and no. I just want to be by myself.”
“I haven’t seen you in like a month...” Yes, she hated him but she also missed him. She missed what they had and even though it's idiotic, she had hoped things would go back. Things would never be normal between them but she just wanted to feel something with him again...instead of being disappointed.
“Well, you can see me tomorrow if you want.”
She sighed to herself and set the folder on her desk, “Whatever you want...I’ll stay at Chanyeol or Sehun’s house.”
“You still talk to them?”
“If you paid attention to your so-called wife then you would know I do.”
“You're overreacting. Anyways, since you miss me so much, we can have dinner tomorrow.”
“Whatever...”
She removed her phone from her ear, rolling her eyes. She was annoyed at him but more at herself. She hated how her heart still yearns for him but she knew it was because she missed how things were. She wasn’t in love with him anymore, she knew that much. She just feels like she had to stay in this marriage to prove to everyone that Jungkook wasn’t bad. It was mostly for herself...she didn’t want to look an idiot.
During lunch, she sat with Sehun and Chanyeol as they gave her a sad look. The same sad look that made her feel worthless. Sehun didn’t say anything (she already knew how he felt) but Chanyeol didn’t stop himself, “Y/N...are you sure going to dinner with him tomorrow is good?”
She wiped her mouth and took a sip of her water, “I mean...it would be good to see him. Just to know how things are.”
Chanyeol shook his head at this, “This isn’t good for you.”
“I know but...I just-”
“Because you're scared to get a divorce. You're scared that once you get the divorce that no one would want you.”
She didn’t say anything. She took another bite of her food and she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up and her face turned red when saw Jin smiling at her, “I was wondering if we could hang out.”
She swallowed her food and pointed to herself, “Me?”
He let out a small laugh and nodded his head, “Yeah...I missed hanging out with you.”
She blinked her eyes and nodded her head, “Y-Yeah...I would love that.” She glanced at Sehun and Chanyeol who were eating food, avoiding her eyes. She picked up her lunch bag and smiled at him, “Alright show me the way.”
They headed towards his office and she ignored all the eyes that looked at them. She entered his office and sat down as he did the same. He gave her another smile but it felt different from the others. She placed her lunch on the dark wood and before she could grab her fork, Jin placed his hand on top of hers. She looked up at him with a surprised look but didn’t say anything.
“Y/N...I’m worried about you.”
“Oh? Why?”
He sighed and lifted his hand off of her. He gave her a look that made her feel like he truly cared for her (something she wasn’t used to), “Jungkook...you deserve so much better. You always help him while he doesn’t do anything for you. It’s not fair and I’m tired of seeing you get hurt because of him. You deserve better.”
She looked away not wanting him to see tears building up in her eyes but he saw it. She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh, “I have no idea what you're talking about...Jin.”
“You do. Rue has told me everything.”
Her eyes opened widely and turned her head to look at Jin with a shock look, “H-How do-”
“She’s my very confused little sister. I’m very angry at her for doing this and ten times angrier when I found out it was you.”
“Y-Your sister?”
“Sadly yes...well step sister but sister nonetheless. Y/N, are you okay? Don’t tell lies.”
She looked down at her food and shook her head, “I’m f-fine. I-I need to go.”
She got up from the chair in a flash and ran out the room. It happened so fast that Jin couldn’t process what happened. She ran into the bathroom and went inside the stall. She sat on top of the toilet as she started sobbing, not caring if anyone heard. It echoed through the room and the white tiles memorized her crying. She clenched her chest as she leaned forward, hoping it would make her feel better. Why can’t he pick her? She’s done so much for him but it was as if he didn’t care and she hated that she cared about that. When will it be her turn to be happy?
Y/N stared at Jungkook with a blank expression as tears fell down her face, “I-I don’t understand.”
He sighed and crossed his arms at her, as if she was stupid. He leaned against the wall and looked at her with pure hatred in his eyes, “I said we have an open relationship.”
“S-Since when?”
“Since now. I met someone and she's my secretary. I still need you though.”
She was shocked. She didn’t know what to say or do. She couldn’t google what to do when your husband comes home to tell you this. She continued to stare at him with the blank expression, “What’s her name.”
“Kim Rue.” She nodded her head and stood up from the bed. She grabbed her purse and walked out as he watched with a raised eyebrow, “Where are you going?”
“Fuck off.”
It felt surreal. He was in front of her, eating dinner with her. He wasn’t focused on his phone or on another girl, he was focused on her. They were eating dinner at the restaurant that Jungkook proposed to her. It felt so long ago, that it felt like a myth at this point. She didn’t even know why she agreed to this. Sehun didn’t give her his two cents but instead comforted her through the night as she cried. She picked up her wine and looked at him through the clear glass. He still looked so handsome even when he committed sin. Sin that should rip his heart out as he cried out in pain instead of her.
He dropped his fork and gave her a smile (an ugly smile now), "How's the hospital?”
“Good.”
“How-”
“Why did you invite me to this? You have Rue.”
He sighed and looked down at the white cloth before looking back at her, “I need a public outing with my wife.”
She raised her eyebrow and looked around the restaurant. Her eyes landed on the paparazzi that was clearly trying to hide themselves. She sighed and shook her head, “Could’ve told me.”
“Oh? Why?”
“So I could muster a fake smile with you.”
He scoffed at this and took a sip of his drink, “We both know you still love me. So stop acting, come on, let's have a good night. Like old times?”
“You make me sick.”
“Don’t act like that now. You used to love me teasing you.”
“I used to love a lot about you but time has changed.”
She took another sip of her wine and he rolled his eyes at her. He took out a velvet box and pushed it towards her with a gentle smile (the smile that meant so much to her). She glanced down at the box and then at him with a raised eyebrow, making him laugh, “It’s for you. For accepting that award.”
“I’m not a dog. You don’t reward me when I do something.”
“Fucking christ, just accept it.”
She sighed and took the box. She slowly opened it and she let out a small scoff. She glanced at him and smiled (knowing the camera was pointing at her). She leaned forward placing her hand on top of his but her eyes held nothing, “This isn’t my birthstone, asshole.”
“You were born in November? Right?”
“No, I was born in fucking March. Unbelieveable."
She pulled back from him and took out the necklace. It was beautiful but she knew he was thinking of someone else when he got it. She had to wear the necklace, it was for the cameras and she didn’t want him to look bad. She didn’t understand herself. She hated what he did to her but she didn’t want him to look bad, it wasn’t in her nature. Maybe she was naive or even stupid but she wasn’t going to stoop to his level.
She placed the necklace on and gave him a fake smile (not the cameras would know), “Thanks...”
She picked up her wine and took a longer sip as Jungkook watched with a look that she couldn’t decipher. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed, “I’m sorry Y/N...I really wanted to get you something. I do appreciate everything you’ve done for me and I couldn’t even do anything for you. I’m sorry.”
She choked on her wine. He was apologizing? He hasn’t done that since the beginning of their relationship but here he was looking bad. She placed her glass back on the table and tilted her head at him, “What are you playing at?”
“I do feel bad...I haven’t been there for you. I’m sorry. I don’t deserve the title of being your husband.”
She was shocked and even that was an understatement. In the three years of him being with Rue, he had never acknowledged his wrong doings. She was convinced that he didn’t even think what he was doing was wrong. She sat there staring at him with pure shocked cause what the fuck was happening right now? She let out a small cough and looked away from his intense eyes, “W-What do you mean?”
“I want to treat you like my wife...if you let me.”
She blinked her eyes at him and pinched her arm. When she realized that this was real life, she had no idea what to do. He was looking at her the same way he used to and it honestly made her feel happy. She wasn’t sure if she loved him or not but feeling seen by him made her feel special. She slowly nodded her head at him, “O-Okay...”
The “couple” made their way outside of the restaurant with the cameras flashing on them. She posed next to him with a real smile this time and it felt nice to have that feeling again. He grabbed her hand and headed to his car with silence that didn’t feel like it was killing her. He drove the car to somewhere that was familiar but it wasn’t home. She glanced out the window and frowned, “Why are we going to the office?”
“Its a surprise.”
She didn’t say anything after that. What was there to say? She knew no matter how many questions came out of her mouth, he wouldn’t answer them. She continued to stare out the window. When they stopped at a light her eyes landed on a mother and her child. It was a sight that melted her heart, the mother held the child and kissed its cheeks. This little scene made her smile because it made her think of her own mother, someone who she needed to call soon.
They walked inside the building that caused so many insecurities for her but she let him lead the way. The elevator ride had this tension, she couldn’t explain it. It was more coming from him than herself but she didn’t want to question it. She didn’t want to embarrass herself if she was wrong. When they walked onto his floor, her eyes wandered to the desk in front of his office. That's where she sat. Y/N pictured her in her head. She was of course younger than she was and she looked like an actress but she didn’t have that mature aura that Y/N had. She saw him coming up to her for a chat or even a peck on the forehead. Before her thoughts consumed her, Jungkook pulled her into his office.
Confusion couldn’t even describe how she felt. Here he was looking at her like how they first had sex. It made her feel warm. There was the warmth in his eyes that has been missing for years and she saw it tonight. She felt it tonight, it felt like the first time.
A breathless gasp left her lips. In a matter of seconds, their hands were everywhere. Their breathing quickened and soft gasps echoed in his dorm room. They were hastily pulling off clothes as Jungkook placed kisses on the new territory. Jungkook pulled away from her neck and she titled her head at him with a confused look, “What?”
“Nothing.” He gave her a smile and leaned forward placing a kiss on her forehead, making her giggle, “You’re just so beautiful.” Her face turned red and turned her head from him, “Sh-shut up.”
She pulled him back in for a kiss, wrapping her legs around his waist to bring them closer. So close that she felt his hard cock against her. She felt a shiver at the feeling and he was now humping her at a rapid speed. His hard, throbbing cock slid between her folds (hitting her clit at some points) as he let out a loud groan, “Y/N, I-I want it so bad.”
“Fuck me Kook.”
Hearing her words, he scrambled grabbing his dick and pushing it in. In her head, Y/N laughed at his eagerness but it quickly left when he thrusted harshly, “Ah~”
He let out a small chuckle and his hands went towards her chest. Pinching her nipples harshly, “Thought you said you could take it, Y/N.”
“Sh-shut up.”
He could feel her squeezing around him as he moved at his fast pace. He still couldn’t believe this was happening, “Fuck you feel so good, Y/N.” One hand was gripping her waist while the other one was groping her chest.
“Harder~.”
“Yeah? What a whore.” Jungkook smirked as he readjusted himself and pushed her legs up. Her knees were now almost touching the white sheets on either side of her head (she didn’t even know she could do that). She felt like she was stretched wide open as he began jackhammering into her, “Fuck, Jungkook.”
She could feel every thrust through her body. The only sounds that she could make were moans and it made his ego grow, “Is someone gonna cum?”
She nodded frantically at him as she looked away from his face to let out a louder moan, “Jung-Jungkook~”
“Cum for me, Y/N. Let everyone know in this building who you belong to.”
“Jungkook~!” One more thrust and it sent her over the edge. The reminder of what they were supposed to do crossed her mind. All her textbooks were thrown on to the floor and notes were long gone from the bed. Jungkook tossed his back as he orgasmed, buried deep inside her. As they came back to reality, they locked eyes. Smiles appeared on their faces as they panted with red faces.
He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose, “I love you...”
“I love you more...”
Two months. Nothing changed. Okay, to give credit to where credit is due. Jungkook acted like the perfect husband for half a month, it was like the beginning of their marriage. He would stay up for her when she worked long nights at the hospital and had more outings together when they had time. Then everything changed when Y/N found out why he changed. Rue went on a trip and was gone for that time period. She found out by Jin and everything made sense. She was the rebound.
After she found out, she became distant again. She felt so stupid that she thought things would go back to what it was. It made her realize that it will never go back to normal. He will never change but she can and she will.
She's a doctor and she knows the symptoms. She tracked her period accurately and knew something was wrong. Deep down, she prayed it wasn’t true but her thoughts said another thing. She sat in Sehun’s office with a blanked expression towards the tile floor. Sehun understood why she did it but all because he can explain why she did it doesn’t mean it's okay. He walked back in and she slowly looked up at him with a hopeful look. That look was quickly wiped away when she saw his eyes, “Y/N...you're pregnant."
Those words were supposed to send happiness but instead it broke her heart. How could she do this? Having a child with someone who clearly doesn’t love her and is using her for popularity, wasn’t on her bingo card. She nodded her head at him and closed her eyes, “I-I’m getting a divorce.”
Sehun raised his eyebrow but nodded his head at her, “Are you?”
“Yes. My child doesn’t deserve to see that disrespectful asshole. This child is going to have a better life and they won’t have to question their worth.”
“Y/N...”
“They won’t stay up at night waiting for him to come home or even doing shit to get his attention-”
“Y/N!” She looked at Sehun with wide eyes as the tears fell down her face. He tossed the clipboard onto his desk and brought her head into his chest, “No more crying for that asshole.”
She turned her head and the tears soaked his shirt as his fingers ran through her hair. He kissed the top of her head as she continued to sob, “No matter what, it will be okay.”
“Sign here.”
The silence in the office made her skin crawl. She watched him pick up the pen but his hand hovered above the documents. Hesitation but she didn’t know why. She was never his wife to begin with, she was only a pawn in his world. He needed her but not for love and comfort but for power. She cried so much over him but in this moment the roles are reversed. She sat there with a stern look while he cried looking at the life changing documents but no sound came from him. He wasn’t sad at losing her but sad he lost his pawn.
“Y-Y/N are you sure?”
“Yes, I haven’t been your wife in years.”
She watched his eyes widen as he glanced back and forth at the paper and at her, “You’ve always been my wife.”
She let out a humorless laugh and shook her head, “I lost that title when you found another. The night that you said we had an open relationship, I was no longer your wife. We both know why you needed me...”
He sighed and let the black ink do the talking that he couldn’t do. She smiled at this and felt the chain around her neck was broken. She felt some relief seeing him cry and she didn’t care if that made her sound like a bad person. After all the crying, seeing the person that made you cry was rewarding. If that makes her evil then she would rather be evil with a smile instead of unhappy and in tears.
The documents slid to her and it was her turn to sign. She picked up her pen and as she read the document, memories of the past came.
Jungkook looked at her with a smile as he grabbed her hand. The two sat at the beach as the moon kissed the water and the stars touched their skin. Jungkook wanted to take her to the beach after their date and she agreed. The two just graduated from college and everything was perfect. Jungkook was the new CEO of his father’s company and Y/N got an internship at the hospital that she wanted to work at.
He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her cheek, “You know, I’m going to make you my wife soon.”
“Oh? Are you?”
He nodded his head and looked out at the water with a smile, “I want to get you the ring that you deserve. I want it to sparkle just like how you sparkle in my life.”
“Do you want the ring back?”
She watched him scratch the back of his neck and sigh, “No...you keep it.”
“I’m not going to keep it. I need you to know that.”
“I figured.”
She bowed her head at her lawyer who left the office and Jungkook watched him leave with a blank expression. His eyes moved back to her and frowned, “So...this is it?”
“Seems like it.”
He glared at her and knocked off his coffee cup making it fly across the room. He slammed his hands on the dark wood as his eyes heated up looking at her, “How can you be so calm? Did you even love me?”
She scoffed at this and shook her head at him, “Why did you think I stayed? I always loved you and I was stupid for thinking that you would pick me. I was never your first choice and you know that. How dare you get mad at me for this? YOU’RE THE ONE THAT CAUSED THIS!”
Jungkook couldn’t defend himself, not that she wanted to hear it. She got up from the table and walked before he could say anything to her, she was done with him. Well, she knew one day she would have to tell him about his child but for now she was done. The selfish man will be his downfall and she wanted nothing to do with it.
The public didn’t take Jungkook and Y/N’s divorce well. Especially when the truth came out about him. Many weren't shocked about him but a good handful of important figures were shocked (for some reason). Many said that his good looks got him into trouble while others shared their sympathy towards Y/N. Not that she needed it. Rue was plastered on all the magazines, the villain of the story. Y/N should feel bad for the young girl but instead she only chuckled at the tears captured on all forms of media.
Y/N sat in her office and the door opened revealing Jin giving her smile, “Happy divorce.”
“That’s new. Thank you.”
He sat in front of her with his smile sending butterflies to her stomach, “I’m glad you did it.”
“I am too...you must hate me.”
He looked at her with confusion, “Why would I hate you?”
“Jin...I ruined your sister's life. You should hate me.”
“Do I look like I hate you?”
Her lips pressed together making a straight line as she looked away from his intense eyes, “No...you don’t.”
“My sister deserves it. She knew exactly what she was doing and persuaded him anyway. He also is no better. I would never hate you, L/N Y/N.”
Her eyes widened at this and her head snapped back at him. It’s been forever since she heard her last name, it sent shivers especially when it came from him. She blinked her eyes at him and smiled, “L/N Y/N....I-I haven’t heard that in so long.”
“You’ve always been L/N Y/N. Remember that...I actually had a question for you.”
She raised her eyebrow and she felt nervous now. She nodded her head and gripped her pants under the table, “O-Of course you can.”
He let out a small chuckle and shook his head, “You don’t have to be nervous around me Y/N. I was just wondering if you would like to go on a lunch date with me?”
“Lunch date?”
“Yeah, if you want. It could be whatever you want.”
She smiled at this and nodded her head rapidly, “I would love that.”
“That’s good. Oh, also. Congrats on becoming a mom.”
She frowned at this and glanced down at her messy desk, “Y-Yeah...Does that put you off?”
“Why would that put me off?”
“Because I was so stupid. Stupid enough to try again with him when I knew deep down it wasn’t right. I just wanted him to love me again even though I didn’t love him. I guess I just wanted affection like how it was in the beginning and my naivety took over. I let my insecurities do the talking instead of my logic and now I'm having a child with someone that only sees me as a power play. You should be put off by me...”
He shook his head and stood up from the chair. She watched him closely as he moved to be by her side and grabbed her hands gently. He sat on his knees as she looked down at him, “You were trying your hardest with the situation that was given to you...your not stupid, you were hopeful. You wanted him to give you love because you loved him once upon a time, you wanted to feel important for once. This is something you need to face but you won’t do it alone, I won’t allow that.”
Her eyes started to water and she jumped out of her chair to wrap her arms around Jin’s neck, “I-I want to feel love...”
“And you will.”
The snow created images on the window as Y/N stared outside in complete silence. So much has changed in a matter of a year that she couldn’t even rationalize anything. She had a baby girl, L/N Jisoo. It wasn’t what the movies always displayed. Jisoo was premature and had to stay in the hospital for a month to make sure she was okay. It was a stressful time but Sehun and Chanyeol helped her out by taking care of the paperwork and checking her house. There was one person that stayed by her side twenty-four seven and that person was Jin. They weren’t dating officially but they both made it clear they like each other, maybe even love. It wasn’t the time to make a confession.
She heard her name in the hospital room and she turned her head to see Jin sitting on the couch with a frown. He was tired, they both were but they would never say it out loud to each other. She slowly walked towards him and sat next to him with her head going to his shoulder like a magnet. They both looked at the baby with tired smiles and he rubbed her arm gently, “Tomorrow is the big day.”
“She comes home to us.”
“See I told you.”
She raised her eyebrow and lifted her head to look at him, “Told me what?”
“You would feel love.”
Her eyes widened at this and let out a small chuckle. She turned her head to look at her daughter with a red face, “Shut up.”
“Yah! Jin you can’t keep letting her get away with drawing on the documents!”
“It’s art and I always have copies!”
She sighed to herself and shook her head with a chuckle escaping, “That’s not the point dear.”
He glanced down to see Jisoo drawing away on an important document but he shrugged. He looked back up at Y/N with a small smirk, “Are you jealous of her artwork?”
“Jin, shut up. I need to get ready for work, are you sure you’ll be okay?”
He rolled his eyes at her and leaned down, kissing her on the forehead, “I’ve taken care of her for two years, have faith in me.”
“I always have faith in you but she has you wrapped around her little finger.”
“You have me wrapped around your finger too, darling. Don’t forget that.”
She let out a laugh and nodded her head. She put on her coat and smiled at him, “I’ll miss you...”
“You’ll be home in an hour, Sehun said it’s a quick meeting but you need to be there to approve some things.”
“I know, I just hate being away from you and Jisoo.”
“The faster you go, the faster you’ll be back.”
She blew him a kiss and left their house. She can’t believe it's been two years already. Two years passed by and she was living with her boyfriend while they took care of their daughter together. Jin adopted her after her first birthday and Y/N couldn’t be happier with Jisoo having him as a father. Speaking of fathers, Jungkook didn’t know about Jisoo. After their divorce and the public losing their interest in Jungkook’s life, Y/N cut off all ties with him. She didn’t even know if he had the same number but she didn’t care.
She stopped at the stop light letting out a small sigh. She hated working on Sundays, it was supposed to be her day off but here she was going to work. The light snowfall didn’t make things easier, it just made her more depressed. When the light turned green, she went forward but that's when everything went black. A truck tried running the red light and Y/N was hit hard. Everything around her was quiet and her vision was blurred. The only thing she saw was the white specks falling down slowly. She slowly closed her eyes and nothingness hit her...
Y/N woke up and looked around to get an answer. She saw her daughter looking at her with her head tilted in the middle of her room, “Jisoo?”
“Mommy, who's my dad?”
She rubbed her forehead and looked at her with a confused look, “Jisoo, what are you-”
“Who’s Jungkook?”
Y/N blinked her eyes and Jisoo was now a teenager. She couldn’t understand what was happening but the shock stopped her from questioning what was happening, “Ho-how do you know that name baby?”
“Mom, tell me the truth. Dad, isn’t my real dad is he?”
Y/N shook her head and tried making her way to Jisoo but her head was stopping her. The pain jolted through her body as she sat there holding her head, “Jisoo, please.”
“Who’s my real dad!”
She opened her eyes slightly and the only thing she saw was bright white lights above her head, blinding her. She heard talking but she couldn’t focus on the words and the only thing she saw was the light blue clothing that surrounded her. She closed her eyes again, allowing the light to sing her to sleep.
Beep. Beep. What the hell? She opened her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time and saw herself in a bed. It wasn’t her bed at home and she recognized the hospital blanket fast. She wanted to sit up but her body would not allow her to so she turned her head to see Jin sleeping on the couch, “J-Jin...”
His eyes snapped open and he jumped up from the couch. He made his way to her and carefully sat on the bed, grabbing her hand ever so gently, “Y/N? Baby?”
“Jin, wh-what the hell happened? I have a meeting with Sehun.”
He let out a sad chuckle and shook his head, “Baby, it’s been two weeks...there is no meeting. I don’t want to dump all this information on you but...you got into a horrible accident. You broke your neck and hit your head really hard...I-I thought I was going to lose you.”
“I-I was in an accident?”
He nodded his head and brought her hand to place a kiss on her knuckles, “Don’t worry. I’m suing him right now.”
“What other injuries do I have?”
“Shockingly, you only broke your neck. You had bruises and cuts but that’s it. Even the surgeons were shocked.”
She nodded her head (the best she could) and looked outside the window to see the white specks falling still. She sighed and looked at Jin with a frown, “I had an epiphany.”
“O-Okay? Was it good?”
“I need to tell Jungkook about Jisoo.”
Jin looked at her with a shocked look but nodded his head, “I see...if that’s what you want. Can I ask why?”
“I had this vision of her being a teenager...she found out that you weren’t her real dad and the look she had killed me...it hurt. I know it was my mind doing it but it hurt still. I need to do it for her.”
“If you want to do that then I’ll support you no matter what. My only thing is...I don’t trust Jungkook with Jisoo.”
“I was thinking that he can visit her at our house only for now until we have trust. Wait, where's Jisoo?”
“She’s with Sehun, don't worry. Alright, we can do that. Shit, let me get Chanyeol. He needs to check on you. Fuck I got so excited seeing you that I forgot.”
She let out a small laugh but it quickly turned into a groan, “Don’t make me laugh so hard. It hurts.”
“I wasn’t trying to be funny-” Before he could say anything else, the door opened revealing Chanyeol glaring at Jin. “Shit.”
“You ass, you were supposed to tell me when she wakes up. I don’t give a fuck that shes your girlfriend now, I have more power.”
Y/N rolled her eyes and slowly turned her head towards Chanyeol, “Hey you.”
Chanyeol scoffed and shook his head, "That's what you say to me after being knocked out for two weeks after an accident.”
“Yes?”
He sighed at this and looked down at his clipboard, “Your body is strong. You only broke your neck and hit your head when the truck impacted your car. You hit your head hard on the side of the door and the glass cut your arms and legs. You had bruises all over your body but other than that you came out great for someone that was hit head on with a car.”
She sighed to herself and turned to look at Jin, “It’s because I’m a mother, that’s why I’m so strong.”
“That’s disgusting. We're going to have an orthopedic to look at your neck before you can leave.”
“When can she leave?”
“When she gets grounded, I would say in three or four days.”
She intertwined her fingers with Jins and let a smile appear on face, “That's not too bad...”
“It’s not but baby you can’t push yourself either. I know you want to go home but don’t rush yourself, okay?”
“Okay.”
Two days and Y/N hated being in this bed. Jin left her today to take care of Jisoo and she was still in this stupid neck brace. She knew she had to stay in this for about two months and she found that annoying. She sat in her bed letting the food show relax her body but that all changed when her door opened. She turned her head and she was expecting Chanyeol or Sehun but her eyes widened when she saw a ghost from the past looking at with worried eyes, “Jung-Jungkook? What are you doing here?”
He smiled at her and walked towards her with a bouquet of daises. He placed them on her side table and pushed a chair towards her bed as she watched him. He sat in the chair and sighed, “Your brother told me what happened...I asked him how you were doing and he told me what happened. He said something interesting though.”
“Oh?”
“He said that even though he hated me, he wanted me to know just in case his goddaughter is left alone.”
Fucking snitch, “O-Oh really? That’s weird.”
“Y/N...do we have a daughter?”
She sighed and turned her head towards the tv, “I have a daughter.”
“Y/N-”
“Jungkook, I know you're smart. Figure it out.”
He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck before looking at her, “I’m glad you're alright.”
“Geez thanks.”
“I-I’m not good at this. I don’t want you to feel awkward when you're in pain.”
“That never stopped you before.”
He ran his fingers through his hair roughly and let out a frustrated sigh, “I don’t want to argue. Can I-I see her?”
“Only if me or Jin is there to watch you. We don’t trust you with her.”
“J-Jin?”
“My boyfriend and Jisoo’s father. Problem?”
He shook his head and looked down at the floor, “Jin’s been taking care of her?”
She scoffed at him and looked at him with a glare, “Yeah and? You’re lucky Jin didn’t hurt you for what you did to me.”
“Do you love him?”
“Yes. visiting hours end in two minutes. Hurry up and say whatever you want to say.”
“Can I see Jisoo...I like the name by the way.”
“Thank you, Jin gave me the name to use. Only if we're there. I don’t trust you, I’m only doing this because I don’t want to die one day without her knowing the truth. When she becomes older, you’re going to tell her your sins. I’ll be damned if I have to say it cause it still hurts to this day. You’re a piece of shit still but I’ll let you see her.”
Jungkook looked at her with a soft smile and nodded his head, “T-Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. How’s Rue?”
“You know I’m not with her anymore, I’m sure. You’re dating Jin.”
“I know, I just wanted to see your hurt face. Now, get out. Visiting hours are over.”
He let out another sigh and stood up from the chair giving her one last look, “Will you always be hostile towards me?”
“Yeah, probably. You deserve so much more so be grateful for this.”
He nodded his head and went to walk out the room but before he left, he looked back at her, “Thank you for giving life to something so precious.”
“Mmm...now get out.”
He nodded his head and left the room. She let out the biggest sigh and shook her head to herself, “Fucking asshole. He hasn’t changed at all.” Her phone (Jin bought her a new phone) buzzed next to the daisies and she slowly picked it up. She unlocked her phone and smiled at Jin’s message. It was a picture of Jin and Jisoo cuddling on the bed and she felt so happy seeing them together. Jin will always be Jisoo’s father no matter what and Jungkook will just be there. Maybe in the future things will get better but for now, he should be grateful for seeing Jisoo.
She called Jin and he picked up so fast making her giggle, “Did you see it?”
“I love it. I love you guys so much. Forever and ever.”
ahh my first tumblr read in soo long and this fic did not disappoint! this was such a great story i’m glad y/n got her happy ending. this story made me tear up so much ahh🥹
omg my last read was in september. school really took a toll on me but here i am now bc school is done hehe
description ; every morning, taehyung drives you to school. and every morning, taehyung annoys you - until he doesn’t.
cast ; taehyung x you
tracklist ; this is how u feel - loote, take a chance with me - niki, trust - thuy ft. rini, crema - youngjae
tags ; popular!taehyung, cranky!y/n, high school!au, fluff, they’re not enemies but y/n does think he’s annoying and taehyung has no qualms with it, i don’t know a single thing about video games please forgive me, idk where this came from honestly, also this is unedited so sorry in advance
title ; i think i loved you more.
you don’t even think about me.
description ; how could you love me and then walk away?
cast ; taehyung x you
tracklist ; chilly - niki, fools - troye sivan, consequences - camila cabello, the apartment we won’t share - niki
tags ; best friends to lovers to exes, angst, it’s literally just angst, anyway surprise!! i didn’t think i’d actually finish this but here we are so i hope u like it
Pairings: Taehyung x female reader; {background SJ x OC, mentions of YG x OC, and HS x OC}
Genre: coworkers to friends to lovers to idiots to lovers again, angst
Rating: R, minors DNI pls 🔞
Wordcount: 50k
Summary: It’s Taehyung himself who admits that it’s usually around the one-month mark that he starts to lose interest in his relationships. So even though you’re so drawn to him you can barely stand it, even though he’s attentive and funny, even though you’re helplessly crazy about him… when you start dating, you feel like you’ve got an expiration date from day one. But will it be Taehyung’s issues that get in the way, or your own?
TW/CW: excessive cursing, recreational drinking and occasional overdrinking, Y/N has a parent who is a recovering addict and this factors into her narration and mindset but there are NO scenes of drug use, Taehyung has a parent with MS, individual chapters have warnings
📌Notes: A HUGE HUGE HUGE thank you to @kookstempo for the amazing beta job tytytytyty! You were amazing!
⇢ summary: everyone has a weakness, and kim taehyung’s weakness is you.
⇢ word count: approx. 850
⇢ warnings: f!reader, minor minor injury, teensy bit of blood, it’s mostly fluff + tae being soft as fuck for oc <3, the gang stuff isn’t actually a part of it tbh it’s not mentioned, mention of bullets/gun violence (one sentence)
⇢ a/n: this came to me so randomly and now i’m obsessed with these two like i’ve created a whole universe for them in my mind. he calls her sweets!!! she calls him tae!!! they r so soft and in love but also there are trials and tribulations !!! but ofc that’s not in this teensy drabble,, maybe i’ll write more of them if people are interested :D
"Hey, sweets," he says softly when you open the door and let him in, a weak smile tugging his lips upwards as he sets his hands on your waist to pull you closer. His head drops on to your shoulder with a long sigh, and you reach to comb through his hair with your fingers, a worried frown etched on your face.
"Tae? You're so tired, baby,” you breathe, concern filling your voice when you feel him leaning on you. You try to leave his hold so you can tug him towards your bedroom, help him lie down and get the rest he so obviously needs, but he lets out a pitiful whine, burying his head into the crook of your neck and refusing to let you go, his arms wrapping tighter around you.
"Don't." His breath is warm on your neck. "Just a little longer. Please."
"Okay," you whisper back. "As long as you want." Your worry deepens, but you stay there, rubbing his back in what you hope is a soothing manner.
A few minutes later, he finally lifts his head, and looks at you with bleary eyes and a half-smile. "Thanks, baby," he says and you almost coo out loud at how adorable sleepy Taehyung is.
But then you see the cut on his arm.
"Oh my God! Tae, you're hurt!" you cry out, lifting his arm so you can view the gash closer. It's bleeding.
"S'nothing," he shrugs off your hold dismissively, and you shoot him what you hope is a stern a scowl.
He just blinks at you. "Sweets, you know you couldn't ever be intimidating, even if you tried?"
"Hey!" you object indignantly, lightly hitting his arm before gasping. "Oh my God, I can't believe I just did th— are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"Sweets, I'm fine," he laughs, reaching to kiss you. His lips meet yours once, twice, three times, in soft, short pecks — you know what he's trying to do. He hates it when you worry, and he's trying to distract you with (admittedly enjoyable) kisses.
"Let me clean you up," you try to gasp out between kisses.
"Mm," he groans, tangling his hands in your hair. "Just wanna go to bed and cuddle."
"We can do that," you promise, pulling back to set your forehead against his. "After I clean you up."
"Don't want to." He chases after your lips but you pull away.
"Tae."
"Sweets."
"I don't want your blood all over my sheets!" You change tactics and smirk triumphantly when his expression morphs into one of reluctant defeat.
"Fine. Fine. I'll shower and then you can do what you need to."
"This might sting a little," you warn, holding the tissue in your hand.
He smiles at you. He doesn't want to remind you that he's taken bullets to the arm and to the stomach before, instead mumbling. "I'm a big boy, sweets. I can handle it."
You dab at his wound, a sliver of tongue appearing between your teeth as you concentrate. He winces once, and you murmur a horrified, "Sorry!", which he quickly soothes by kissing your bent head.
Taehyung thinks you're adorable. The determined frown on your face, the little pout on your lips that he's itching to kiss off. Your pure concern and care for him just blooms something warm and golden in his chest.
You truly live up to the nickname he coined for you. Sweeter than anyone he's ever known, and all he wants to do is hold you close forever. Keep you safe, make you happy.
You finish bandaging him up as he thinks this, and you look up at him with those pretty eyes and realise he's been staring at you with soft eyes and a sweet smile adorning his lips. "What?" you ask self-consciously, half-laughing.
"Nothing," he says after a moment, and presses a kiss to your forehead. "Can we go to bed now?"
He doesn't wait for an answer, simply scoops you up into his arms as you squeak at the sudden movement. "Put me down!" you shriek, giggling even as you protest. "You'll hurt your arm, Tae, put me down!"
"Put you down?" he asks, mischief twinkling in his dark eyes. And before you know it, he actually drops you on to the bed, laughing at your squeal.
"Asshole!" You throw a pillow at him but you're laughing as you do.
"I'm sorry, baby," he apologises, still giggling as he crawls onto the bed himself, smothering kisses all over your face. You try to push him off in mock annoyance but he doesn't relent for a few more seconds, until he finally settles under the duvet, dragging you close to him with his good arm, and taking your hand in his.
A happy silence settles over the room for a second, as you breathe him in. "You smell like me," you observe when your nose burrows into the crook of his neck. His skin is clean and fresh, having just showered in your bathroom and changing into clothes he’d left here before.
"I like your shampoo," he says sleepily, the hand that isn't holding yours hand running through your hair lazily. His breaths slowly begin to even out as he drifts off, but before he does, he squeezes your hand once, and murmurs a drowsy, "Goodnight, sweets."
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» 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: You and Taehyung have been friends for as long as you could remember, with both your families being directly involved in business together, and being closer than family, you've been surrounded by him almost always. Over the course of 28 years a lot has changed. But things could only complicate themselves more when both your families form an alliance between the two of you - an arranged marriage.
❝ the boy living in the apartment above yours is exceptionally cold to you, and you’ve not-so-lovingly started calling him ‘mr. ice’. but when the two of you end up snowed inside your apartment complex in the heart of a blizzard on christmas eve, his icy exterior begins to melt… ❞
➸ prompt: i’m not feeling the christmas spirit, but you live below me and keep blasting christmas tunes really loud…
➸ pairing: jungkook x female reader
➸ warnings: profanity; mentions of infidelity; multiple pov; y/n is an idiot and jungkook can’t handle a pretty face
➸ requested by anon | 11.1k words | fluff, mild angst, neighbours au, enemies to lovers au
➸ author’s note: well, would you look at that… your girl went a wrote another jungkook e2l fic. what a surprise… don’t know what it is with me and jungkook e2l aus! maybe some part of me just wants to fight this man? anyway, here’s some holiday cheese for you. enjoy, and merry christmas!
Who gave Jeon Jungkook permission to act this way?
There’s a fire of fury raging in your chest as you slam the door in his face. This is the third time this week that you’ve slammed the door in front of him. Before you moved into this apartment, you’d never slammed a door in anyone’s face. Not even once. Jungkook just does things to you. Things that have your blood boiling, voice raising, hands fisting.
Summary: With a decade’s distance between Jungkook and you, your paths cross on the same island you deemed your second home years ago. And you realise once again – the ocean can never compare to the twinkle in his starry eyes.
➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader
➳ rating: 18+
➳ genre: estranged best friends to lovers, vacation/beach!au; angst, fluff, smut
➳ warnings: so so much yearning and pining, gentle fuckboy jk cos i’ve no control over myself, a bit of jealousy, the first kiss, arguments/fighting, unresolved issues, heartbreak, angry confessions; explicit sexual content: making out, asking for permission, dom & big dick jk, handjob in the shower, oral (m. & f. receiving), some clit slapping, some biting, squirting, jk loves her tits… and her ass even more, fingering, protected sex, soft and rough sex, body worship !!, jk is SUCHHH a goner, he comes on her ass, aftercare, praises; so many emotions; lmk if i forgot smth!
➳ wc: 22.7k
➳ a/n: here we gooo !! @missgeniality & @voiceswithoutlips my angel betas, as usual, i’d be lost without you 😔 i’m really happy with how this one came out, so i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did writing it !! as always, don’t forget to drop a message in my inbox – it makes my day <33
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There is a long lost beach somewhere at the end of the world.
It belongs to a blooming, floating island, pleasant and hot. Wildlife chirps hidden behind trees, calm and welcoming. There are waterfalls that must be somewhere in the middle of the island – you’re not quite certain anymore, since your memory of the place has weakened over time.
You do remember the sun that descended there, though – you always used to say it wasn’t the same as the one you admired at home, watching from your garden.
Jungkook would always reprimand you, tut at you, throw tiny little shells at your bare thighs until you, furied and irritated, abandoned him at the beach. He would stay there until the moon rose from the east, and you would watch him from afar.
Summary: After a messy breakup and an even messier night out , you find an unlikely friend in your coworker’s ex boyfriend. A messy beginning and an even messier middle, who knows about the end.
Genre: Romance, comedy, smut (later chapters)
Chapters: 01 | 02| 03 | 04| 05| 06 |07
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Breakups aren’t supposed to be easy. That’s why there are so many songs about them. But this one was. Feelings were made known, personal items were returned. He didn’t know how to feel about it. He walked down the street, thoughts swirling in his head. Only to be interrupted by the booming music from inside a club and the loudness of your voice.
“Just me in! You just let my friends in!” You scream, trying to push past the burly security guard.
Compared to him you might as well have been a small child, because you pushed and pushed and he didn’t budge, not even a little bit.
“You need to leave before I call the police.” He warns you.
You’re about to shout obscenities but then Jungkook jumps in between you and the security guard. You don’t recognise him at first, as his broad back was facing you.
“Woah! There’s no need to call the police, I’ll take her home.” Jungkook says, taking hits to the back as you try to get past him.
The security guard squints his eyes at him, slowly reaching around Jungkook to grab you.
“ I know her, I can prove it to you!” Jungkook turns around and places his hands on your shoulders.
Your eyes focus and you realise that the brick wall in front of you was Jungkook! Your co-worker’s boyfriend, who you had met multiple times at work drinks and parties.
“Kookie!” You exclaim, draping yourself over him.
He is a bit taken back by the sudden nickname.
“This meanie won’t let me in the club. He says that I’m too drunk. I’m not!”
Jungkook politely bows to the man before steering you away from the club.
You try to briefly make a run for it before stumbling over your own feet and almost eating the sidewalk. Jungkook comes to your rescue for the second time that evening and catches you before you it the ground. His strong arms holding your biceps.
You rip yourself out of his grasp and try to make a run for it again, but he catches you before you could get more than a few steps away.
“Hey, I can take care of myself. I’m not even that drunk. I can walk in a straight line- look.” You attempt to walk in a straight line which ended up being more of a zigzag. You heard a few chuckles and giggles from random people passing by.
Before you could even say anything, Jungkook had basically dragged you down the street.
“I live pretty close, so let’s just go to my place for while. So you can sober up a little before going home.” He lets go of your arm, trusting that you won’t fall again. His hand lightly rest on your shoulder, guiding you to his apartment.
It had been a rough week. Your boyfriend had broken up with you. He had claimed that you were both just different people now and he felt like you had nothing to gain from each other. But he had everything to gain from Linda in accounting. For the past year and a half, you had spent every moment trying to be the best girlfriend you could be. Learning about and joining in all of his hobbies, trying to impress his friends. Never getting too comfortable. Never being less than perfect. Nails, hair always done. Always staying composed. Which meant that you hadn’t dance in over a year, he thought dancing was silly, and dancing in public was even worse.
Fuck him, you wanted to dance, so thats what you did. You danced in your apartment, in the cab on the way to your friend’s apartment to have a few drinks. And you attempted to dance to the club, but that didn’t happen, due to the fact that you couldn’t manage to keep your body upright. You couldn’t even get into the club. You were lucky Jungkook came when he did, because you didn’t know what would’ve happened to you if he didn’t turn up.
Jungkook encourages you to use him for support as he guided you to his home. Helping you up the 5 steps to his building, then helping you into the elevator. The ride up to the 17th floor was pretty uneventful. You stayed silent as you spared a couple of glances Jungkook’s way. He keeps his eyes on the changing numbers on the little display at the top of the elevator.
The elevator makes a ‘ping’ sound and the doors open. You’re gently ushered out and directed to his apartment, You watch as he puts the pin into his keypad. A small tune erupts from the door and it swings open.
“Ladies first.” He says, gesturing.
You smile drunkenly and stumble into his living room, kicking off your heels. His apartment was very nice, modern decor, open plan kitchen. Not what you would’ve expected from someone who looks like frat boy.
You hear then door close as you throw yourself on the comfortable looking couch.
“Um… Have a seat, let me just get you some water.” He says, walking into the kitchen area, grabbing a chilled water from the fridge.
He sits next to you and hands you the water, encouraging you to take slow sips.
You were starting to feel dizzy and a bit nauseated.
“I’m gonna, I’m gonna lay down.” You slur, placing the water on the coffee table before laying down on your side.
Jungkook nervously bites his lips as he stares down at you, he didn’t really know what to do with you, he didn’t know you that well and all the things he knew to do were things he’d do for a person he was familiar with. Like help you unzip your skin tight dress to help you get slightly more comfortable.. And tie your hair back, because you were clearly going to throw up soon. And at that realisation he runs to get his sick bucket from under his kitchen sink. And then one of Hyejin’s hair ties from his room. In no time at all, he’s back next to you.
“Um… You should tie your hair back so that it doesn’t get in the way.” He tries to hand you the hairband.
You groan in response, turn on to your stomach, your groaning becomes progressively louder. He tries again, this time calling your name. You don’t budge, a quiet gurgling sound coming from your throat. He had to take some action before you threw up on his couch and in your hair. He gently moves you, sitting you up. Grabbing your curled hair with one hand, expertly, he ties it into a low ponytail.
“I don’t feel good Jungkook, I w-wanna lie down.” You moan, leaning on his shoulder.
“I know, but you gotta sit up for me, okay? Once you throw up, you’ll feel better.” He helps you sit back up.
You groan and then retch. Jungkook puts the bucket on your lap, you clutch it close and then empty then contents of your stomach into it. He rubs your back.
“Let it all out. Come on.”
“I’m sorry you have to see this.” You apologise before throwing up again.
He lightly chuckles.
“It’s no problem” He could tell you had already sobered up a little.
Nothing was coming up, you were just dry heaving. Your stomach was empty.
“I’m going to get you some crackers, or maybe ramen? I’ll be back.” He starts to get up. You pull him back down.
“Don’t leave me, I’m dying. Rub my back again.”
He sits back down and rubs your back again, this time bile comes out.
“I know you want me to stay, but you need to line your stomach. I guess you didn’t do that before you drank.” He rushes out the door before you could grab him again.
7/11 was literally downstairs for him, it was integrated in the complex’s lobby. He quickly went in, grabbed the crackers and few packs of ramen. Paying for them and then going back up to you.
He walks in to see you sprawled out on the couch, lids half closed, sick bucket on the coffee table. At least you weren’t throwing up anymore. But you needed to eat something before you fell asleep.
“Okay, I got you some ramen, the non spicy kind, so that if you do throw up again, it won’t hurt. While I sort that out you should eat these crackers.” He walks in front of you.
“Thank you for taking care of me.” You croak, throat sore. You use your remaining strength to pull yourself up into a sitting position.
He smiles, handing you the crackers.
He goes to the kitchen area to cook the ramen. He was glad that he had an open plan kitchen/living room, so he could keep an eye on you.
“Should I call someone to pick you up? Should I call Mark?” You scoff at the mention of your ex’s name.
“No please don’t do that. We’re not together anymore.I’ll just eat and get out of here.” You whine, throwing yourself back.
“I’m sorry to hear that. There’s no rush, I just want to make sure that you’re safe. You can stay on the couch if you want.” He watches the noodles as the boil in the pot.
You grumble a ‘thanks’ as you turn to lay on your front, unzipping your dress and getting comfortable. You couldn’t imagine moving anymore than you were.
Even though they had just broken up tonight, they agreed to stay friends. And you were in need so there was no harm in calling Hyejin, right?
“How about Hyejin?”
“Well… Me and her are not really friends.” You inform him, turning your body to face him. In shock, he turns around.
“H-how? We all went on that double date.” He questions, turning the cooker off.
“Well that was a prize from a competition. We had a team building challenge at work and we both won. It was a voucher for a four person bowling night. We couldn’t split it, it had to be on the same day. Plus, I’ve only ever spoken to her like 3 times at work. She’s just not really my type of…” For voice trails off as you study Jungkook’s face. All this time he thought you were her friend. This explained everything, how he never saw or heard about you again afterwards.
His face remains the same.
“You don’t have to call anyone. I’ll be fine. And I trust you.”
He had no problem with that, you were keeping him company and he also didn’t want you to be in any danger.
“Uh huh. Do you want some clothes to sleep in? That looks quite uncomfortable. “ He transfers the hot ramen into a bowl.
“Yes please. Preferably a T-shirt and some shorts. Boxers are fine too. Thank you. “ you sweetly smile.
He places the noodles on the table in front of you, then goes down the hall into his room. He opens his closet and grabs a T-shirt and a pair of boxers from his underwear draw.
He walks back into the living room to see you happily slurping up the noodles and he watching some cartoon on his Netflix.
He puts the clothes down for on the edge of the coffee table, in your line of sight.
You grumble a thank you. He nods and awkwardly stands next to the couch, shifting his weight back and forth on his feet.
You speak, mouth full of mushy noodles, nose slightly running from the spice.
“Sit down! Relax! I don’t bite.” You pat the the sofa next to you, fingers intertwined with chopsticks.
He sits gently beside you. It was a complete turn around from the beginning of the evening. He thought he’d go home and regret the breakup he’d been too cowardice to do earlier. But he felt fine, and you had been a helpful distraction.
In record time you slurp up your noodles and recline back on the couch. You take a deep breath before gaining the energy to stand up and grab the clothes folded on the edge of the coffee table.
Jungkook gestures to the bathroom, leaning back and pulling his T-shirt out in the way he does, stopping his oversized t-shirt from falling into the crevices of his toned tummy. You mutter a thank you and head to the bathroom. On the way, you see a framed picture of Jungkook and Hyejin. They were standing on one of the beaches in Jeju. Cute matching shirts and even cuter matching smiles. Of course a guy like him, caring, handsome and talented would be in a relationship. You scoff at the picture and enter the bathroom. You’d probably never find a guy like him.
His bathroom was just as luxurious as the rest of his apartment. Sleek gray and black tiles. And the shower. Oh goodness, the shower. It had like a thousand jets and a built in speaker. You desperately wanted to wash the night off of your body. You moaned just looking at the shower. Obviously you weren’t going to do anything inappropriate, but you really wanted to have a thousand jets cleaning your body. You poke your head out of the door and shout.
“Can I take a shower?” Fingers crossed, hoping he would say yes.
Jungkook turns his head.
“Sure. There’s a new sponge in the cabinet and body wash or any lotion you need.” He turns back to the TV.
“Thank you!” You squeal and shut the door.
You turn on the shower. You unzip the rest of your dress and let it fall to the floor. You throw you bra and panties to the side and step in to heaven.
You must’ve been in the shower for about an hour. You step out the bathroom, pores clear, body soft and ready for bed.
Jungkook was still relaxing on the couch, but he was now clutching a beer in his left hand. He takes a swig and turns his head to look at you.
“Good shower?” He smiles.
“Hell yeah. I might become one of those people who marry inanimate objects.” You joke, throwing yourself on the couch.
Jungkook chuckles.
“Yeah, it’s one of my favourite features of my apartment. Along with the surround sound system. I got one of those fancy ones that come with mood lighting. You should come and watch a movie here one time.” He remarks, taking a final swig of his beer.
You both watch TV in silence for a couple moments.
“Sorry if I’m overthinking this or something, but is it okay that I’m here? Won’t Hyejin be angry or upset? Actually never mind, I-“
Jungkook interrupts.
“We broke up. And even if we didn’t, I would still do everything I did for you tonight.” He gives you a small smile.
You shift in your seat, tucking your feet under your body, pulling the T-shirt over your knees.
“I’m sorry to hear that. How was the breakup? I just want to know how to act accordingly? I can cuss her out or cuss you out.” You put a hand on his shoulder.
He throws his head back and runs his hands through his hair before sitting up.
“It was a long time coming. We both just lost interest and we’re hanging on for appearances. And then I found out she was talking to other guys. And I wasn’t hurt, I felt nothing. I was kinda relieved that she basically felt the same. So it was mutual. You don’t have to cuss anyone out.” He laughs emptily.
Your face softens. Before you can say anything, jungkook stands up.
“You must be tired, it’s been a long night. You can take my bed. I’ll show you to my room.”
You shake your head.
“There’s no way I can take your bed. I’ll just take the couch. “
In no time jungkook set up the couch with pillows and a blanket. He bids you a good night and slinks off to his room.
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After about an hour, he is still tossing and turning. Sleep still hasn’t visited him yet. He wonders if you were sleeping? You had sobered up a lot after throwing up and you needed to sleep all of it off. He was contemplating getting up to check on you. Then all of a sudden there’s a light knock on his bedroom door.
He sits up and switches on his bedside lamp.
“Come in. “
You push the door open and enter the room.
You quickly shut the door behind you.
“I’m so sorry. I was watching a horror movie on Netflix on my phone. I got freaked out and now I’m really freaked out. There’s an appliance on your kitchen counter that looks a lot like the demon in the movie.” You look around his room anxiously. It was nicely decorated, sleek but in the corner there was a clear cabinet filled with action figures.
“It’s okay, do you wanna stay here until you’ve calmed down? I couldn’t sleep anyways. “ he pats the space beside him.
You thank him and slide under the covers.
In no time you fall asleep, mid conversation. And before he knew it, he did too.
Both of you kept your distance, which made sense as you were essentially strangers.
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You were woken up by your phone buzzing on the bedside table. You thought that it’d pass but whoever it was really wanted to get in contact with you.
You lazily throw an arm out of the bed and blindly search for the device before grabbing it. You accept the call, eyes still closed.
You grunt into the phone.
“Girl, I’m outside your apartment with coffee. Open the door.” Sarah, your neighbour and close friend says as she leans against the wall.
“I’m not home. “ you shift in your position, eyes still tightly closed, as if you were trying to keep the sleep in.
You could practically hear her smile.
“Oooh you bounced back fast. Not even a week after Mark ended things. Good for you, he didn’t even wait a whole week. But at least y-.” You cut her off.
“I didn’t do anything. Im just crashing at a friend’s house. Wait -“ you get out of bed to continue your conversation in the living room. Your eyes glance over to Jungkook before shutting the door gently. He was fast asleep, far away in dream land.
“Mark slept with someone else after it broke up with me? Who? When?” You wish you could say that you didn’t care but it was still kinda fresh. You didn’t want to get back together with him, but you would’ve like to have been respected. Respected enough to not sleep with the next woman he laid his eyes on.
Sarah you winces.
“I didn’t know you weren’t aware. I don’t know who but Drew was on the phone to him and I overheard. “ Before the breakup, you were a cute little foursome, two friends with their boyfriends, who were also friends.
You sigh and rub your hands over your face. Before you could even reply. You were interrupted by the sound of your stomach growling. Great, a distraction!
“I have to go. Thank you for the coffee, I’ll get you back. “ you hang up quickly.
You weren’t at your house, but you could kill two birds with one stone. You were hungry and needed breakfast. And cooking breakfast for Jungkook would be a great way to say thank you for cleaning up your sick bucket.
You open his fridge and see all the things you would expect for someone like him. Chicken breast, eggs, milk and a few pieces of fruit and vegetables. Okay, you could rustle something up.
Jungkook wakes up to the sound of music and cabinet doors being closed. He sleepily gets out of bed and heads into to his en-suite. He brushes his teeth and washes his face before heading out into the living area.
You greet him with a massive smile as you place two plates down on the breakfast bar, along with two iced lattes.
“Thank you for cooking.” He says sitting on a stool. It smelled and looked delicious.
“I should be thanking you! Thank you for letting me stay the night and cleaning up my sick. And letting me sleep in your bed. Not a lot of people would do that.” You sit next to him.
The meal went well, you got to know each other a bit more. You learned why he could afford such a luxurious apartment. He had a well paying job that he worked very hard to get. He had one brother, who still lived in Busan. He liked going to the gym at least four times a week. He learned about your family and your job. He seem genuinely interested, asking follow up questions about all you told him. After feeling completely alone after your breakup, it was refreshing to have such great company. Obviously you had Sarah, but she had a boyfriend she loved spending the majority of her time with. And who she loved talking about.
You began clearing the table, bickering with Jungkook as he tried to help. You tell him to go and watch some tv. He reluctantly listened to you.
As you wash the dishes, the doorbell rings, the light jingle echoing through the apartment. Jungkook gets up and checks the video intercom. Hyejin stands outside clutching a gym bag.
He opens the door.
“I just wanted to give you your hoodies back.” She extends her arm as he takes the bag from her.
She peeks around him to see your dress casually strewn across the couch, she looks down to see your heels messily cluttering the porch.
“It hasn’t even been 24 hours yet.” She starts off quietly.
He doesn’t quite hear her.
“We broke up last night and you’re already fucking somebody else.” She scoffs, she pushes her way inside.
“Who is she? Let me warn her about what she’s getting herself into. “
Her eyes land in you, dressed in Jungkook’s gray shirt and boxers.
“The water girl from my office?” She exclaims.
You were only called the water girl because everyone else refused to fill the fridge back up with fresh bottles. You had taken that responsibility on yourself. You did other things other than that. You were head of HR.
“She has a name. And nothing happened. She was in trouble yesterday and I let her stay the night. “
Hyejin looks at you again. Hair dishevelled, eyes squinting from the headache of your budding hangover. Her eyes land on the couch where there were crumpled blankets and two creased pillows. She gasps lowly and turns to Jungkook.
“I’m sorry.” She grumbles.
He sighs and grabs her by the shoulders. Hands running down to her hands, grabbing them in his own.
“I would never disregard your feelings like that. I will always care about you.”
You stare at the freshly divided couple. You were envious. Mark didn’t even respect you enough to be honest and set out a time to talk. He came to your house and watched you get ready for your regularly scheduled date night. He watched you curl your hair and waited until the last moment to breakup with you. As you slipped on your heels. And then had the audacity to say that he’d been thinking about it for a while.
You scoff to yourself quietly as you finish washing the dishes.
Jungkook and Hyejin talk for a while. You wanted to leave to give them privacy but that would include walking past them. They still were occupying the exit.
You slink off into Jungkook’s room, grabbing your bra and dress from the coffee table.
You shower in his en-suite and use his fancy body wash. You take your time, lathering you the bubbles to a ridiculous amount.
When you get out ,you moisturise your body and slip back into your dress from the night before. Luckily you didn’t get any sick on it.
You sit on the bed for what feels like hours, but probably was just an hour. Eventually you throw yourself back and stare up at the ceiling. You had stupidly left your phone in the kitchen.
You eventually hear the front door close. You slowly sit up, Jungkook enters the room.
“I’m sorry.” He starts, taking a seat next to you.
“No need to apologise. I’m the unexpected guest here. I’ll get out of your hair. “ you say, standing up. He takes notice of your change in attire. That tight dress was back on, the only difference was that your face was bare and your hair was less styled, falling where ever it wanted to.
“You don’t have to. You could-“ you knew he was going to offer to hangout with you but you didn’t want to be a bigger pity party than you already were. And him and Hyejin had talked for ages, probably about getting back together.
“I think it’d be best if I just went home. Thank you for your help. You have a lovely home. And plus… by Hyejin’s reaction. I should’ve left as soon as she saw me.” You politely laugh.
Jungkook furrows his eyebrows. He was very confused. It was almost as if you were upset with him. You weren’t, right?
“Are you upset with me?” He asks.
You weren’t, right? You didn’t have any reason to be. You only just became acquainted with him. When you had met him before, you didn’t pay him much attention. You were too wrapped up in Mark. He was as sweet then as he is now. So even your own feelings confused you.
“No I’m just tired and slightly hung over.” You sigh.
He notices your lack of eye contact and the way your hands toy with the hem of your dress.
He didn’t want to push it further.
“Okay. Do you want me to drive you home?” He offers, big brown eyes shining at you.
You mutter a ‘yes please’.
He tells you to wait for a while, as he need to shower.
You sit back on the bed as he enters the bathroom. His phone buzzes next to you.
‘I wanna try again’
A message from Hyejin.
Of course she would. Not that you were jealous or anything.
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You spent the rest of your Saturday recovering in your bed, stuffing your face with snacks and binge watching all of the Shrek movies. You tried to push all thoughts of Jungkook out of your head, the look on his face when you grumbled a quick ‘bye’ before running out of his car. He was as confused as you, you didn’t know why you were acting that way or why you felt any sort of way about him Hyejin. It was probably just regret, that you wasted so much time with Mark, when you should’ve been striving for someone like Jungkook. Caring, thoughtful, a real gentlemen. Not someone who reminded you when you gained a pound or two from emotional eating. When he had caused said ‘emotional eating’. Someone who wanted you to look picture perfect all the time, even at home. Or maybe it was the leftover alcohol in your system.
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Sunday went by so quickly, you basically blinked and it was already Monday. The commute to walk was normal, but as you walked into the office, your heart was beating 100 miles per hour. You were going to see Hyejin, and you didn’t know how she would be towards you. Obviously nothing happened between you and Jungkook. But the look she gave you when she first saw you could kill. She was already cold to you at work and you were scared it was just going to get worse. You were sure she was a lovely girlfriend, but some people never grow out of that high school mentality. She treated the office as if it was a high school. She was the queen b and everyone was accustomed to doing things her way. You usually managed to stay out of her way anyway. Until the team building retreat. Yearly your company organises a retreat in a luxury hotel to keep morale high and to enforce teamwork. You didn’t really see any need for it, considering you mostly worked alone and it was rare that you ever worked in a team. You don’t know how you got paired with her in the first place, technically you were above her and you weren’t in the same department. You tried your best to make the day run smoothly. Ignoring her backhand compliments and under the breath comments about how she didn’t want to be partnered with you. But with hard work and compliance, you were able to complete all the tasks the fastest. Usually the prize was an extra vacation day or a pass to leave early. But this time they decided to gift a night out at a privately rented bowling alley. It was for four people and it could only be used once. You were going to just give it up to her, but you were told that you both had to go for the company pictures to be used on the website.
The double date wasn’t too bad, you were focused on Mark and she was focused on Jungkook. You didn’t exchange many words. Jungkook was friendly enough, you had met him a few times at work parties and he was always polite.
You had noted that he was handsome. It was just a passing thought. You felt nothing towards him. Until now.
The work day came and went. Hyejin was surprisingly cordial to you. Little did you know Jungkook had sent her a text that morning. Asking her to leave you be. He knew how she could be at times.
You sigh as you step off the bus. You head towards your apartment building.
Your phone rings. An unknown number. You pick up cautiously.
“Hello?”
You hear the beeping of a car, warning it’s driver to wear their belt.
“Hi! It’s Jungkook.”
You were shocked. You didn’t remember exchanging numbers.
“H-hey Jun- how’d you get my number?” You ask, adjusting your bag on your shoulder.
He starts the engine and secures his seatbelt.
“ I asked Hyejin. Anyway I was just checking up on you. You kinda ran out of my car on Saturday. Are you okay?”
He was really the sweetest.
“I’m fine. I just wanted to be in my own bed. Thank you again for taking care of me. I’m sorry I caused a problem with you and Hyejin.” You walk straight to the elevator. Punching the ‘up’ button.
He frowns as he stops at a traffic light.
“You didn’t cause any problems. We’re still working things out. Besides checking on you, I wanted to invite you to dinner. If you’re free.”
The elevator doors open.
“Sure. Where should I meet you? What time?”
You step in and press your floor number.
He was surprised that you agreed so quickly.
“Uh I can be at your place in 10 minutes.”
You say your goodbyes and you rush into your apartment. Throwing your bag down, stripping and standing in front of the closet. What could you wear? It wasn’t a date, so it didn’t really matter. You opt for a matching set. Oversized lilac hoodie and shorts. Your hair was still kinda styled from work, soft waves. You grab a crocodile clip and clip half of it up. Pulling a few strands out. You couldn’t look too try hard. It wasn’t a date. You remove your teardrop earrings and put it your regular plain hoops. Your phone vibrates.
‘Outside x’ the text reads.
You slide on your slippers and head out.
You smile at him and you get in the car.
He looked so good, tight black shirt, a few buttons undone. Hair effortlessly styled.
“Hey!” He greets you.
You buckle on your seatbelt.
“So where are we going?” You ask.
“I’m down for whatever. We could go to a restaurant or we could just order in.” He pulls away from the curb, throwing an arm behind your seat. In that attractive way guys do. He smelled amazing.
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“ I think I dressed too casually, so lets order in.”
He gives you the once over.
“You look good. But as along as you’re comfortable.” He smiles, starting down the road.
You arrived to his place in no time at all. You didn’t realise how close you lived to him. The other morning, you were too busy sulking to notice.
He was happy to have company.
“Woah, this place is gorgeous.” You marvel at the sight, the high ceilings and the sleek gray decor.
He chuckles, as he walks into his bedroom, door wide open.
“You said that already.” He unbuttons his shirt, tossing it to the side.
You settle on the couch.
“Yeah but I was drunk, my eyes were basically closed the entire time.” You curl your legs up under yourself.
Jungkook pulls a T-shirt out of his chest of drawers and throws over his head. Quickly slipping out of his slacks and pulling on some basketball shorts.
He walks back into the the living area. Sit to my down next to you. You were already scrolling through the food delivery app.
“I could murder some Thai food right now.” You groan, getting more comfortable on the couch.
Jungkook lets out a noise of agreement.
You order the food, it was no easy task as Jungkook insisted he pay but you argued back. Saying it was a thank you for driving you home the other night. He scoffed and accepted reluctantly.
jungkook and you have been keeping a sexual relationship with each other for four months now, and it’s casual for the most part. but as time passes, you can’t help but feel that some of the lines suddenly got blurred in the process. is it a cliché to blur the lines with your fuck buddy? it definitely is. will you do something about it? both of your emotional constipation have a hard time saying yes.
PAIRING jungkook x (fem) reader
GENRE r18+ (explicit smut, fluff, light angst)
WORD COUNT 26.5k
WARNINGS/MISC fwb!au, college!au, basketball player!jk, kinda secret relationship(?)!au, nerdy!oc but not really she’s just very school-oriented, jk is tatted up here and is very yummy especially in his jersey sighs, hes also rich lol, school journalist!reader, jk calls oc a lot of petnames, basketball stuff im not sure are accurate t-t. multiple sex scenes honestly idek where all of these came from but they include: unprotected sex (this is a fanfiction everything tends to be crazy around these areas don’t do it irl pls omg lol), penetrative sex, creampie, cumplay, car sex, jk’s silver chain hehe, slight cockwarming, oral sex (f and m receiving), jk wears those curvy headbands thing (they look so cute on guys in fact he wore it once), shower sex. if there is anything i left out, pls tell me so that i can add them here. jungkooks visual is jungkook at jitb listening party .
NOTES so its out!!!! i worked on this for a month and im so excited to share this with u guys finally t-t i posted a separate page for the taglist bcs there were a lot. tell me if they dont work!! also, please pleasssseee send me guys your feedbacks after reading it even a keyboard smash goes a long way anyway ill shut up now i hope you guys enjoy this monster!! last note, pls be gentle with my cn&bl babies <33
[ CN&BL MOODBOARD ]
The late March weather had been cold these days, so when Jungkook – in his real fuckboy fashion – texted you that his nose could use a heater and he could offer to warm you up in return, you agreed for him to come over even though you pretended to be disgusted by his offer. Just for the theatrics.
“Hurry,” you whimper as he manhandles you in getting you off his lap, making you bounce on the mattress.
Just like that, the warmth from being pressed against his body is gone, exchanged by the cold immediately spreading goosebumps through your skin as Jungkook makes quick work of spreading your legs, eliciting a bit of an uncomfortable feeling from you as you feel your cum leaking out.
Jungkook swipes a hand through his sweaty hairline as he kneels inside your spread legs, and you have to fight a moan at the sight. You still feel a little delirious from when he made you cum the second time just a minute ago, still lightheaded from the high of it. But you can’t deny that he always looks so good in all his natural, naked form; chest heaving, toned stomach coated in sheer sweat, his biceps – especially the tatted one – bulging as he reaches for your hips to pull you down so he could enter you once again.
It tears a cry from your vocal chords, him thrusting in and out of your wet pussy, his pace frantic and inconsistent, a telltale sign of his impending orgasm. His grunts, together with your pathetic little moans at the feel of his cock touching every part of your pussy filled the room.
“Fuck, I’m close,” he groans, leaning down, and as a result, reaching deeper into you, mouth reaching for your breast to your mouth. The kiss is a sloppy act of both of you just breathing in each other’s mouths, as Jungkook drills your pussy faster, his fingers tightening around your waist. A particular hard thrust got you drawing out a loud mewl and that’s what tips Jungkook over the edge. “F-fuck – shit, where do I cum baby? Tell me, tell me.”
“Inside, Kook. Please cum inside me,”
He lets out a sharp breath and after a few more erratic strokes, you feel his hot release painting your inner walls.
“Shit,” Jungkook hissed as he fell on top of you. You can feel the way he’s heaving as his skin touches yours, but you let yourself relax on the mattress, breathing shallow breaths.
Since he’s way more athletic than you, he got over it soon and you feel him picking himself up to hover over you, beginning to plant kisses all over your chest and the mole in between them, your nipples, your shoulders, your collarbones.
“Kook,” you call softly, your limp hand patting his ass to get his attention. He always gets so preoccupied with kissing your body after sex.
Jungkook hums, but he looks at you. “Yeah?”
You grunt. “I just washed my sheets two days ago and I don’t want cum stains on them.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he leans down, and even though you were complaining just now, you let out quite a joyful hum when he kisses you. “Let me see first.”
You don’t need to ask what he’s referring to.
Pushing your body back up, Jungkook takes it upon himself to get his body off of you to watch as you slide two fingers over your pussy, spreading the lips so he can see the combination of your and his cum all over it.
“You need to hurry, Nayeon is coming home in a few minutes.”
He doesn’t even try to look like he’s concerned about the urgency of that matter, just hums absentmindedly and gets his own finger to run over your exposed heat. You shiver at the contrast of the hot feeling of your pussy and the contrasting cold feeling of his finger, but it soon turns into pleasure when he gathers your cum and pushes it back into you.
“Are you going to keep it in for me?” He whispers, a thumb now caressing your hip.
“Depends.”
Jungkook looks back up at you, a sly grin spreading on his lips. “On what?”
“If you’re going to be good and say please when you want something.” You grin at him, feeling pretty proud of yourself for catching him off guard. It doesn’t last long very much though as he smirks, but as soon as he opens his mouth, you hear a series of knocks and your eyes widen at that.
You hissed. “Shit, that’s Nayeon.”
You sit up from the bed. Jungkook mirrors your haste, scrambling to find his clothes on the floor and putting them on quickly. You have your robe just nearby so you put just that on, ignoring the tingling sensation of cum trickling down your legs.
“I have to go,” Jungkook whispers, and you nod, walking towards the window on the far end of the room and opening it up widely.
Like usual, Jungkook steps on the frame and easily hauls himself outside. It’s the backside of the building of your complex, and it’s mostly and usually quiet, so it was pretty safe for him to just go out of there without anyone noticing, and most especially at times like this. Because Nayeon can’t know. No one can.
“I’ll see you later, pretty.”
Jungkook winks at you and you playfully roll your eyes, waving him off which earns a laugh from him. He easily saunters through the area though and you find it quite unfair how he still carries a certain graceful energy to him even though he literally just did a cardio exercise with you for about 20 minutes. Ugh, him and his athletic body.
Nayeon’s voice can be heard across the flat, but before you let her in, you sprayed an unhealthy amount of air freshener on your body and around the room (just in case she enters) and shoved your discarded clothes from earlier in the laundry basket. After that, you finally run towards the door, welcoming Nayeon with a smile as you open it.
“Hi!” You greet rather cheerfully. She immediately hugs you briefly, groaning as she steps back and enters your little abode.
“Class sucked today,” she throws herself on the couch and you give her a sympathetic smile, walking towards the fridge to get water.
“Well, wish me luck. I’m headed out to one.”
“God, I can’t wait ‘til we graduate, I’m tired of this bullshit.” She says, but she’s opening up her laptop for what you could guess as for finishing up an assigned work. “I wish I was having bomb sex like you. Hey, do you want to go to this party on Friday?”
“I – what?”
“Party on Friday? Finals season for basketball starts on Friday and they’re planning a party. We could use free booze and stress-free night.” Nayeon repeats, but you weren’t asking for the party.
“I’m not having bomb sex.” You say, and that makes her look at you. You stare at each other for a solid few seconds until she rolls her eyes.
“Girl, your hair is looking like a bird’s nest and your lips are swollen as hell. I might not be having bomb sex in the current moment but I know what I look like after I do the deed,” She wore her eyeglasses and perched it on her nose. “And you kinda smelled like sex when you opened the door.”
“Gah!” You feel heat coming and spreading through your cheeks. You thought the damn Febreeze would hold up!
Nayeon waves you off. “It’s fine, it’s not like you haven’t caught me before like that.”
“It’s embarrassing!” You insist, stuffing your face with a bread you took from the counter and purposely not meeting Nayeon’s gaze so you don’t see the teasing smiles you’re sure she’s sending your way.
“That you’re having sex in college?!” Her playful scandalous tone makes you laugh though and that’s when you look at her.
“No, ugh. Just. Sorry. If I smelled like sex. I tried spraying a lot of air freshener earlier.”
She wiggles her brows. “Oh, is that why you took a long time opening the door? Was your sneaky link here just now?”
“Sneaky what?” You say, laughing.
“Sneaky link. You know, a hook up. Wait, is it a boyfriend? Please say no, because I would be extremely offended if you haven’t introduced your boyfriend to me all this time.”
You could swear you felt goosebumps on your nape when you heard the word boyfriend and saw images of Jungkook in your head immediately, as if you were used tp associating him to the word. “It’s definitely not a boyfriend. Just… someone I hook up with sometimes.”
“Interesting. Do I know him?”
The question makes you nervous. She definitely knows. No one not knows who Jungkook is at your campus.
With a shake of your head, you tell her, straight-faced, “Nope.”
“Okay, which department? Does he go to our Uni?” She asks, now seemingly fully invested in this conversation rather than the assignment before her. You’re happy to be a bit of a help to lessen her sour mood from earlier but you shake your head and let out playful tsk-ing sounds,
“Too many questions, babe,” You teased. “My class is starting in twenty minutes.”
You heard her laughing as you carried your clothes to the bathroom to change and to clean up the mess in your nether region. Damn. Jungkook cums a lot these days… he needs to masturbate or something.
“Fine, fine! You don’t want me to know but I’m gonna find out about the mystery guy one way or another!”
Shutting the door to the bathroom, your face contorts at Nayeon’s words.
Yeah, absolutely not. Jungkook and you made an agreement in the first place that everyone should be oblivious of your situationship, and it’s worked for almost four months now.
as we were | jeon jungkook x reader ᝢ AO3 ᝢ character aesthetics
chapters | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | ✎…
⟶ 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 : divorce au, infidelity au, eventual smut, heavy angst, lots of pining
⟶ 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 : 18+
⟶𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 : 8.2k
⟶ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 : Your husband cheats on you and find comfort in someone else’s arms. He claims he’s happy—but is he really?
⟶ 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 : heavy angst, infidelity au, husband!jk, mentions of divorce, jk being a dumbass, lots of crying & heartbreak.
⟶ 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 : ahh, it took me literally a day to write this chapter; it’s been on my head to write something like this for months now!! hopefully you enjoy this fic, i put my everything into it & pls don’t hesitate to share your thoughts!
#01: once upon a heartbreak
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You don’t know how much time you spent sitting on your white couch; seconds, minutes, or hours could have passed; you have no idea. The only thing on your mind is your husband, who’s terribly late. You are used to it, the late appearances and the harsh tones due to waiting for him, and this is no different. Only this time, you are determined to put your feet on the ground and finally talk about the elephant that has been there for a long time.
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