Summary:Ā āDoes that mean that I can kiss you now?ā
Becoming the roommate of Jeon Jungkook is the biggest change youāve ever gotten thrown into - but little do you know that the addition of another man will bring even further turbulence into your (love) life.
pairing: Jungkook x reader (+ some Taehyung x reader)
rating: 18+
genre: roommate au, s2f2l; some crack, fluff, angst, smut
warnings:Ā pining, swearing, mentions of alcohol consumption, fear of the dark; explicit sexual content: multiple smutty scenes (oneās milder and with tae), slight exhibitionism lol youāll see, soft dom!jk, big dick!jk, fingering, oral (f. & m receiving), handjob on the side, breast play, jungkook sucks some tiddies, some masturbation, dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), voice kink lol, some finger sucking, praising, biting, soft manhandling, soft sex and rough sex, cockwarming at the end?, some aftercare; jealous jk :( ā¦ jealous tae :(, jk calls oc a flower <3
word count: 24.7k (sorry, please do still read lmao)
a/n:Ā hi, there !! credit to nicole who gave me this whole prompt and made the banner, too !! this trope is smth entirely new to me and iām shaking in my boots here - so please let me know what you guys think !!
betas: @voiceswithoutlipsāāāā @missgenialityāāāā & @hobiandspriteāāāā, thank you for your suggestions, endless help and for always letting me yell and whine in the dms :ā) i love you guys to bits x
uploaded to AO3, too (for those who prefer pdfs or mobile readings!)
ā³ listen to the CIB playlist for the full experience!
MASTERLIST | WIPs
His eyes keep closing.
You know sleep is washing over him slowly, but all you can do is watch him intently - because even after numerous pleas and annoyed shakes of your head, he is still standing here, back leaning against the wall and wobbly legs carrying him god knows how.
You know that you wouldāve definitely given in to the tiredness and weakness by now, understanding exactly that you become a victim to gravity anytime you drink too much. And from what you can tell, he is entirely wasted.
The sound of your voice pulls Jungkook from his thoughts as he brings the car to a stop. He turns to look at you and deepens the frown thatās been present your entire journey home from work. āWhat?ā
You gesture to his face, where irritation contorts his usually soft features; eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed together tightly. Thereās a tongue poking the inside of a cheek once in a while.
Jungkook runs a hand through his hair in frustration, sighing heavily as he glares at the red light in front of him in a silent prayer because he can not wait to get out of this stuffy car and away from you.
You, his neighbor of three months and newest friend. You, the person he enjoys weekly pizza nights with and whom he invites over just to watch him play Overwatch even though you donāt understand a single thing, but you spend most of your evenings in his apartment anyway because listening to him bitch and moan while he waits to respawn is far more entertaining than chugging cheap Chardonnay straight from the bottle and stalking your exes online to kill time. (It may also be because you two are the only people in the building who arenāt middle-aged and over, and well, thereās strength in numbers even if the number is two. Some retirees sure get nosy sometimes).
You, the person whom he canāt stop thinking about kissing since you asked him to pick you up from work last week because your car had broken down that morning. It was a simple request; your office was on his way home anyway, but when he saw you step out of the building and toward his car, the sun was hitting your face at just the right angle that you looked ethereal. Not that he didnāt find you attractive, but he was seeing you in a completely different light (quite literally at that too). Jungkook swears he felt like the protagonist of every bad chick flick ever produced when their love interest struts toward them in slow motion with sexy windblown hair and bedroom eyes. And, oh so ironically coincidentally, Westlifeās My Love happened to be blasting through his speakers when you climbed into the passenger seat and his senses were overwhelmed with the scent of your perfume. He had never wanted to kiss you more than in that moment, to just grab your face and smooch you silly. He still does, and itās making him want to pull his hair out as you sit in his car and hum to whatever song on his speakers, oblivious to his dilemma. Tugging your bottom lip between your teeth and darting your tongue out to soothe it afterwardāan unconscious move on your part but the bane of his existence for the last six days.
āNothing,ā he shrugs unconvincingly as the lights turn green, āIām just tired from work.ā
āReally? Thatās it?ā You inquire, āBecause you ditched me on pizza night the other day.ā
āI had a lot of work to do.ā
āThat's the best excuse you could come up with? Thin walls, Jeon. I heard you bang someone into next week while your disgustingly cheesy pizza was stinking up my whole place,ā you scoff, āI wouldāve understood if you said you needed to get some. Just donāt make me wait around for you like that.ā
The conversation is taking a turn he hasnāt expected, partially because he didnāt expect you to bring up anything at all. But now that itās out, Jungkook realizes he has been somewhat of an ass to you lately. Not replying to your texts, skipping your newly formed dinner tradition without even saying anything, proceeding to go to the nearest bar in hopes of relieving his pent up frustration by bringing a girl home for the night only to almost moan your name as he came undone (yikes).
Youāre his friend. Sure, heās housing a need to kiss you until youāre positively blue in the face, but youāre still his friend.
āFine,ā he sighs, then takes a deep breath, āSorry if Iāve been acting like a jerk. I canāt stop thinking about kissing you and it makes me feel weird.ā
āOh,ā is all you give him.
The rest of the driveāalbeit only five minutesāis silent, and excruciatingly awkward on his part. Jungkook feels like a prepubescent dweeb all over again, all clammy hands and knotted guts over a stupid crush.
What? No, Jungkook doesnāt have a crush on you. (It feels awfully similar to a crush, but he swears itās not).
He breathes out a sigh of relief when the car is finally parked in his usual spot in your buildingās poorly lit garage. One step closer to putting a wall between you and him. You follow him out of the car to walk over to the elevator. As you wait for the lift to descend, Jungkook feels your curious eyes burning into the side of his face. āStop staring at me.ā
Once the initial tension from earlier dies down, you find it quite difficult to suppress the smile that keeps poking into your cheeks. āSo youāve been avoiding me just because you want to kiss me?ā You recall his curt responses to your texts and his face in the car, nearly scrunched into a scowl over something so silly. āThatās kinda cute, Jeon.ā
The subsequent roll of his eyes does little to distract you from the blush that slowly creeps up his neck. When the elevator doors open and you shuffle inside, Jungkook notices the proximity between your bodies, standing so close that youāre almost entirely pressed to his side. The lack of distance makes him gulp, because he can smell your shampoo and thereās something about the mango scent that has his heart pick up a few dozen beats a minute.
āYou know,ā you say, āI can help you with that, if you want.ā
Jungkook looks at you, eyes widening. āWhat?ā
āIāll kiss you, if you want,ā you shrug, smiling up at him, mischief twinkling in your eyes. His bambi eyes are still blown wide and his lips are parting in surprise at your boldness and nonchalance, and you have the audacity to laugh at his expression. āItās a kiss, Kook, not the end of the world. Just to get it out of your system. Jeez, youāre acting like I asked to peg you or something.ā
Frankly, heās baffled by how unfazed you seem by the situation. Do you kiss all your friends on the mouth like itās just a regular Tuesday? You canāt possibly be serious, right? He certainly doesnāt go around smooching his friends and neighbors like that.
Jungkook narrows his eyes at you. āOkay. Do it, kiss me then,ā he challenges. He expects you to mirror his expression from just a minute ago, nearly scandalized and tongue tied, and he already has a retort sitting readily on the tip of his tongue for when you get flustered and turn away, because you have to be messing with him.
Victory doesnāt come. Suddenly, your hands are on his shoulders and youāre pulling his lips to your eager ones. Jungkookās entire body stiffens, eyes blowing open and heart thumping like a jackhammer in his chest because youāre kissing him. Before he knows it, his mouth is moving against yours, his hands coming up to rest on your waist and he feels you smile against his lips.
Despite the wet smacks echoing around the metal box youāre currently trapped in, the kiss is awfully too sweet and the complete opposite of what Jungkook is used to. You taste nothing like he imagined but ten times better and itās making his head spin. The sounds you make muffled against his mouth donāt help his case at all. You were wrong; it does feel like the end of his world.
When his tongue swipes across your bottom lip, you pull away, much to his dismay. Your lips are shiny with something that heās certain is not your cherry lip balm anymore because the taste of it is still lingering all over his own mouth. Jungkook doesnāt notice that the doors have opened, and that anyone walking by couldāve seen you two sucking faces in an elevator like teenagers. The poor guy is still trying to wrap his head around what just happened, eyes glued to your lips and hands still hanging loosely by your sides.
You have the audacity to smile sweetly at him and bat your eyelashes innocently as if you didnāt just give him one of the best kisses of his life. Then youāre leaving him alone in the elevator and disappearing down the hall.
What the fuck, he thinks. He must have imagined it; thereās no way you just kissed him like that. There's no way you just kissed him at all. But the faint scent of mango shampoo and the cherry on the tip of his tongue tells a different story.
He stands in the elevator like an idiot for a minute before he walks out in a daze toward his home. The door to your apartmentājust a few feet from where heās standingāis open, wide enough to be deliberate and he can hear you shuffling inside. An open invitation.
You must have heard his footsteps and registered a lack of his own door unlocking, because youāre calling out softly, āYou coming or what?ā
Good grief, the strain that youāre putting on his heart. The poor thing hasnāt had a moment to calm down since you called him cute down in the garage. Nonetheless, Jungkook follows the sound of your voice inside.
okay, i finally got to read this, and ugh jen š„ŗ this is cute and hawt and so so lovely?! your first fic? i could NEVER. it was so well written, so humorous and jk is just š„ŗ the oc seems so badass, too. i feel sorry for her that she heard,Ā *cough* you know, through the walls, but sheās literally so chill about it all, i hope she likes him as much as he likes her š donāt break my babyās heart !!
the kiss was absolutely adorable. so well written. the jokes, the way heās so smitten, him going crazy cos she called him cute? you captured the scene so well in just 1.5k words, and iām so glad i read this little thing. loved it !!! i would read more about them any day <3
some say fate manifests itself in odd ways, could yours be the āhelp neededā poster in a bookstore window?
summary: in your desperation to find a job, you accept work at the local bookstore, owned by a grumpy man who wants to make your life miserable. you canāt seem to figure out why heās so cold towards you yet charming and sweet to everyone else. when his act starts to slip, you realise thereās more to him than he lets on
pairing: bookstore owner! jungkook x reader
genre: fluff, angst, smut, strangers to friends to lovers, i guess you could say enemies to lovers
word count: 15.3k
warnings: jungkook is mean at first :( swearing, theyāre really dorky, alcohol consumption, dad!namjoon bc that itself needs a warning, explicit smut - dirty talk, oral (f receiving), lots of making out, fingering, big d jungkook, soft sex but at the same time its rough?? idk jungkook is just really caring, missionary, riding, multiple orgasms, praise kink, brief handjob, breast play, creampie, after-care
kismet.
noun, destiny; fate.ā
It truly was a miracle how your landlord hadnāt kicked you and your roommate out of your apartment yet. Perhaps he felt sympathy for the two of you, fresh out of college and living off of takeaway food while figuring out what to do with your lives. Whatever it was, you were grateful for the extra week he had given the both of you to hand in your rent.
pairing. jungkook x reader
genre. fluff, smut, idiots to lovers!!
word count. 14.8k
warnings. two mega fucking idiots<33, miscommunication/dumb assumptions, smut in forms of: fingering, oral sex (f.), orgasm denial, spanking, some spit bc duh, unprotected sex, super sweet & lovey!! also jungkook is a sweetheart pls love him
summary. coming to terms with your feelings after getting off to the idea of your close friend is a little harder than you thought, but how long can you take before jungkook decides its time to move on?
note. did jlin forget how to write for a few weeks? yes, yes she didā¦.i know this took a long time but life is rough man so forgive meā¦ but anyways lol the final part to the not yet!verse is hereeeee! thank you to @kithtaehyungā for reading this over for me ily!! thank you guys for enjoying this mini series, the response was really unexpected but im sososo happy over every comment/ask iāve gotten for this story. once again, tysm for your love and let me know what you think<3
The evening sun illuminates Jungkookās apartment, golden hour bouncing off every reflective surface and straight into his eyes the second he walks in, immediately squinting as he makes a beeline to shut the blinds. His head was already throbbing from the hangover that decided to peak around noon, a mean case of nausea putting a damper on his work day. So as much as he loved soaking in some vitamin D today was not the day.Ā
āAre you joking?ā he huffs as he brings down the blinds, hand yanking at the flimsy string in an attempt to get it unstuck. āHow stupāyouād think with the amount I pay every month in rent the blinds would work!āĀ
Alright, so maybe he was a little grumpy today, choosing to take it out on an inanimate object and blame it purely on the bad decisions made last nightādefinitely had nothing to do with the residual moping of you going on a date. This could be fixed, easily.Ā
The first order of business? Texting you to see if youād be interested in devouring greasy food from your favorite place down the street. Heād get to see you and finally put something in his stomach, itās the best of both worlds really.Ā
not yet,Ā almost, right now
pairing. jungkook x reader
genre. fluff, some angst, pg-13
word count. 4.1k
warnings. mentions of infidelity, some feelings come to light, unrequited pining, spur of the moment kissing, light grinding on the dance floor, jungkook pops a boner and wants to cry</3
summary. jungkook feels the pang of guilt in his gut when you spot your recent ex out with his new girl, and what better way to make the jerk hurt than to have him believe you were now dating him, the neighbor he had been insecure about your whole relationship
note. this is based off a request sent a while back for numbers #43 and #67 from this prompt list! (i think this might turn into a small drabble seriesā¦mayhaps)
Jungkook can spot your discomfort easily, the occasional colorful light bouncing off your face showing him the flash of anger in your eyes. The only reason heās not currently running for the hills, knowing very well how mean you can get when angry, is because your glare isnāt being sent at him. Not yet at least.Ā
Because of this, he allows himself to enjoy the cute way your nose scrunches up, lips twisting in displeasure as you stare at the crowd of people, eyes locked onto an unlucky bystander. Honestly, he wishes he could hear your thoughts, wanting to know exactly what has your panties in a bunch, ruining your mood instead of letting you enjoy the expensive fruity drink he had just bought you as payment for allowing him to drag you out of the house. Jungkook isnāt a mind reader though, so he decides on his next best option.Ā
āWhoās got you looking all sour?ā he sighs, resting his elbow on the counter of the bar as he inches closer to you, head at your level in an attempt to match your line of sight.Ā
āHim,ā you seethe, brows pinching together, showing those light wrinkles in between them, a product of how expressive you were and definitely something Jungkook always teases you about.Ā
Last time on SR04: You became unlikely friends with the one and only Jungkook, bonding over drinks and sharing some serious sexual tension. He made a promise to not make you cry again, and if he does you get to choose his next tattoo, so you know what? Win.
CW & Other Tags: Drinking, anxiety/panic attack mentions, slow burn, fuckboy Jungkook, voyeurism, oral sex (male receiving), masturbation, pining, sexual tension, HARDJungkook ( Ķ”Ā° ĶŹ Ķ”Ā°),Ā soft Jungkook, misunderstandings and flip-floppin like a summer clearance sale
Heās not sure when he got to your door, or how he even knows itās yours, but when it opens you stand before him with a smile and a bottle in your hand. Jungkook spares a cursory glance around as heās ushered through your living room, but canāt find anything to focus on. Heās ingested a lot of liquor and the world is blurry. But you invited him to drink more so he should oblige, right?Ā
Author: @kpopfanfictrash as part of the Happy Ho-lidays collab with @floralseokjin , @suga-kookiemonster , @sugaurora , @underthejoon,Ā @winetaeā and @btssavedmylifeblrā
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader (female)
Genre:Ā Enemies to Lovers / Ski Resort!AU / Snowboarder!AU
Word Count:Ā 36,333
Rating/Warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Fingering, oral (female receiving), hand job, mutual masturbation, breast play, some face riding, dirty talk, orgasm denial, clit smacking (is there a non plural form of this?), cum shot on chest
Mentions of past death (does not occur during story). Ankle injury (non-graphic). Yoongi is an enthusiastic MC. Bam is adorable. Jungkook has both lip and eyebrow piercing
Summary:Ā The Inn on the Hill is in trouble. Or thatās what your boss, Namjoon, says during the last-minute All Staff holiday meeting he calls. You need money, and you need money fast, or his parents are planning to sell the resort. When no one can think of an easy solution, Namjoon proposes his parentsā idea: a weeklong social media blitz with a celebrity guest. The celebrity? None other than Jungkook Jeon himself: two-time Olympic gold medalist, world-class snowboarder and the nationās sweetheart. Whatās the problem? You happen to have met Jungkook Jeon before, and sincerely hoped youād never see him again.
Genre/au: postgrad!au, yoongi is sort of grumpy here, which i know is a fandom cliche, but i love writing grumpy yoongi,
Tags: fluff and smut, recreational drug use, each chapter gets progressively more smutty, i will update the tags as I go
Words: 7.7k
a/n: this was supposed to be a one-shot about Yoongi doing impolite things with this hands under the table, but i liked the characters so much i kept going.
Summary:
You take one of the last seats available, a squeaky folding chair wedged between the front window and the side of the hutch. Thereās an empty chair beside you, but you doubt anyone will take it. Youāre going to be at this end of the table alone. Well, better to be the odd one out than to make painful small talk all night.Things are looking up though, ācause thereās an open bottle of wine in front of you and no one you have to share it with.
āGreat,ā a voice mutters. Min Yoongi sits down in the folding chair next to you.
