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jk x reader where the reader gets cheated on by her boyfriend and she gets her lick back 💜 love your stories!
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Lick Back
Realizing that your boyfriend has become a completely different person & being malicious towards you could only mean that he’s being nice to someone else.
Your mother always told you that if your dog started barking at you that it only meant that someone else was feeding it. A dog would never bite the hand that feeds them.
Your mother wasn’t talking about an actual dog.
However, you had a dog - in a way - and recently, it began doing just that. It became annoyed with you for every little thing you’ve done. It’s tone changed completely when speaking with you; always rushed and not attentive. It started to be mean for no reason, nearly foaming at the mouth when you questioned their sudden change of actions - or questioned it at all. It wanted to be outside longer than usually and would be upset when called back home.
The dog being your boyfriend of nearly 5 years. You noticed the shift a year ago, but you ignored your gut feeling of something being terribly wrong - but now, you are numb and though it hurts in a way, you are also relieved. The love that was one there in your relationship appeared to expire without you realizing it - or maybe you had not wished to accept it.
And yet, here you are in a home the both of you share. He is out, not bothering to tell you just where he’s at - and you don’t ask. You stopped asking a year ago when you grew accustomed to sleeping alone.
But even if the love for your dog is no longer there - and if it was, it was slowly drifting away - that didn’t mean the anger wasn’t. The fact that you allowed the dog to stay with you because you loved him, fed said dog his favorite meals and showered him with love and affections. They were supposed to be loyal - but atlas, someone else had gained its love while you were left in the dark.
But there was someone else who liked what the dog had, you noticed. Someone who appreciated the meals you cooked and ate them with ease, who would come when you called them. They were loyal - even more than your own dog - and it just happened to be the dogs friend.
Jeon Jungkook is an attractive man and he knew it. It showed in the way he struts, shoulders lax and head held high. He almost wore a smirk, but never a cocky one. Jeon Jungkook could be an asshole - a complete fuckboy. He could turn his nose at anyone because he had it like that - but he didn’t.
Jeon Jungkook was a kind individual. He was caring - especially to the ones he was close with. You recall many times when you’d had to call him because your boyfriend had gotten so drunk that you’d need a man's help - and Jungkook was always that man.
And even though Jungkook was a friend of your boyfriend, he was kind to you, as well. He changed your tires on numerous occasions, making sure to give you the speech that “You need to make sure you keep up with your car, Y/N.” or the “Your oil and tire lights are on, how do you even drive this still?” he had good intentions.
“This is so good!” Jungkook says, mouth full of the pork belly. He licks his lips to savor the flavor. Jungkook always wore a disgusted face when something was amazing in taste and even now, his eyebrows are knit together in confusion and he appears utterly disgusted - that was a good sign.
“I’m glad you enjoy it.” you smile at him, washing the dishes you’ve made when cooking.
“I told you I don’t mind washing the dishes, Y/N.” Jungkook says, glancing upwards at you. “It’s the least I can do since you cooked.”
You sigh, smile never ceasing. “It’s alright. You’re a guest after all.”
Your dog wasn’t home and you don’t know when he will be - nor did you truly care. His friend was nicer, more entertaining, as well. He ate your cooking as if it was fine dining, and appreciated it, too. He was kind and good at conversation - he was caring, far more than your dog.
“I enjoy cooking for you, Jungkook. You deserve it the most.” you turn off the water and begin to dry your hands. Your eyes meet his and for a moment, you’re pondering if he’s thinking about your words the way you intend him to.
“Thank you.” Jungkook grins, tiny dimples at the side of his cheek forming.
You lean against the island that he sits at, quiet and content that he’s eating the food you’ve made for him. It wouldn’t be the first time you cooked for Jungkook - you recall the first time without your dog being present was a year prior. You had cooked and waited for his return and was left with nothing. It was hours after when you heard him return - this time not alone or coherent. Jungkook had slung the man onto the couch annoyed with just how drunk he had become and when you emerged - in nothing but a nightgown - he had apologized profusely.
“I cooked.” you had sighed, disappointed but not the least bit surprised by the actions of your dog. “Do you want a plate?”
It has become a tradition now. You’d cook for Jungkook often and each time, he'd come and enjoy what you’ve made him - whatever you made him.
Jungkook was no fool, as well. He knows just how independent you’ve become, especially within the last year. He knows that you know that he knows of your boyfriend's loyalty - or lack of - but you never question him about it, even when he prepares himself to tell you the truth if you had.
Over time, Jungkook noticed that you don’t seem to care about your boyfriend's whereabouts - and around that time, he picks up on just how you begin to dress when around him. It was subtle at first, sure. You showed more skin - more legs with your shorts, more shoulders. He notes that the clothes you wore were tighter but relaxed seeing as you were in the comfort of your own home. You’d wear tanktops that showed your breast with shorts that made your thighs highly appealing for his eyes. Overtime, you ditched the bra and it became harder for him to not gawk at the way your breast looked in them.
Jungkook doesn’t want to assume anything - you were so far removed from your boyfriend that you didn’t care anymore. One drunken wine night when the man was away on a “business trip”, you had told Jungkook that you hadn’t had sex with him in close to a year now - his own drunken response was that if he was your boyfriend, he would fuck you any chance he’d get.
Jungkook isn’t sure if you remember that night and neither of you brought it up after.
“You seem tense.” Jungkook is behind you now - when he has gotten up from his seat, you are unaware, consumed by your own thoughts. “Is everything alright?”
You slowly nod your head, turning it slightly to get a glimpse of him.
Jungkook snorts. “Your shoulders are tense.” he says, gentle hands placing themselves on your shoulders. “Is everything alright with work? The car?”
“Yes, Jungkook. I’m fine.” you giggled. “You worry too much.”
Jungkook’s fingers begin to rub at your shoulders, applying pressure to them. You swallow, your hands gripping the edge of the sink.
“You should relax, Y/N. You’re always doing something and never truly giving yourself a break.”
Jungkook’s hand reaches your neck. They run up slowly, goosebumps left behind in its trail. Your eyes flutter close at how good it felt to be massaged.
“Does it feel good?”
There’s a drop in Jungkook’s voice - it’s deeper. He whispers it, as if only speaking directly to you, even if you and he are already alone in the home.
“Yes.” you murmur back, head falling back against his chest just as he reaches the front of your neck. A tattooed hand wraps around it, thumb caressing your skin in circular motions.
“I’m glad.” Jungkook is subtle when he presses himself against you - so gentle that you don’t notice it at first. You're completely against his body, in blissful relaxation. “You deserve to be taken care of, too.”
Even now, you dressed so comfortably - shorts stopping high above your thighs and a shirt that sculptures your breast so lovingly that he had a difficult time not watching the way they bounced as you walked around the kitchen preparing him the meal.
“I don’t really have anyone to do that.” you whisper back, a slight moan creeping past your parted lips.
“I can take care of you…unless you object.”
You nod your head and instantly, his free hand roams down to grip your clothed breast. He can feel just how hard your nipple was.
You hiss, back slightly arching.
Jungkook engulfs both breasts in the palm of his hands and begins to rub, your light moans enticing him to continue. He can feel your nipples harden in his grasp and he himself begins to hiss lowly to himself on how heavenly they felt in his hands.
There’s no doubt that the two of you wanted this for far too long by the way you completely allow him to touch you without any resistance. He presses himself against you needily, face in your neck as his hands continue to grip and pull at your breast.
“You smell nice.” Jungkook grumbles in your neck, nose inhaling your sweet scent; he’s sure he sounds like a creep, but he wasn’t going to hold himself back . Not now he’s certain you want him just as much as he does you. “I like this scent on you the most. This and the jasmine one.”
You swallow, heat rushing through your body at his words. Jungkook had memorized the perfume’s you’d wear due to the countless times he’d be around you. He recalls the time he even had to help his friend pick out a gift for you on an anniversary and how upset he had been when he chose the cheapest scent he could find - and one you’d never wear. Jungkook had swamped them out and chose the very scent you wore now and you’re none the wiser.
Your arms reach behind you to cup Jungkook’s head just as you feel his teeth sink into the nape of your neck. He’s being more rough; dominant. You don’t remember when the last time a man has touched you with such possessiveness - a sex-toy could only do so much.
“Such pretty skin,” Jungkook’s tongue pokes out of his mouth to lick onto your neck. “just want to mark it all up.”
“Then do it.” you respond. If you and him were going to do this, mind as well go all out. Your dog often comes home smelling like sickly sweet fruit perfume and cigarettes at times - you wanted Jungkook’s scent all over you.
Jungkook does, biting your skin harshly and then suckling on it until your neck is perfectly marked up. He’s then quick to turn you around to finally face him, the both of you now locking eyes.
“Are you upset?” Jungkook questions, eyes dark with lust but a bit concerned.
“With you?” you ask, raising a brow. “Never.”
“Not with me. In general.” Jungkook murmurs, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek. His thumb gently traces your lips. “I’m sure you know…what he does.”
You nod your head, leaning into Jungkook’s touch.
“Don’t want you to regret or feel bad afterwards.”
“Are you?” you ponder aloud.
You were so far removed from your boyfriend that you could care less about what he thought. In your mind, he was nothing but a roommate now; the two of you not even sharing a bed.
Jungkook, however, was your boyfriend's friend and maybe he would feel remorseful.
“I told you that I’d never stop fucking you if given the chance.” Jungkook snorts, thumb tapping your lip.
“Then don’t stop.” you murmur, tongue poking out to wrap poke his tongue. “I haven’t been fucked good in so long.”
Jungkook hisses, his hand now gripping your cheek. He shakes his head. “He told me what you like.” he confesses, unsure if you were willing to go down that route with him.
“He was never really into anything.” you shrug your shoulders - this is why you ended up with a vibrator and a dildo; and you were currently looking into a vibrating dildo, how sad your life has become.
Jungkook is aware of his friend's lack of foreplay - he was only ever interested in his own pleasure. Jungkook, however, didn’t mind pleasuring you until you were begging him to stop - but maybe he was just a bad person to think about his friend's girlfriend riding his face until she came.
Then again, you were being cheated on by said friend so maybe this was just his karma; it wasn’t like you were a bad person and deserve such treatment.
“I want to eat you out.” Jungkook declares suddenly that it catches you off guard completely. “Why do you look scared?”
“Just shocked.” you say, body growing even hotter. “Wasn’t expecting you to say that.”
“‘I want you to ride my tongue until you’re squirting all over me’ is what I truly wanted to say.” Jungkook deadpans and blinks. “But I didn’t want to scare you away.”
You gulp, eyes widening and thighs clenching.
“And by the way you’re rubbing your thighs together, it didn’t scare you.” Jungkook smirks and instantly, he presses his lips against you. It’s a deep kiss that catches you by surprise, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t crave more.
“I can kiss you, right?” Jungkook says against your lips - maybe he should’ve asked first. “I know kissing is more intimate-”
You shut him up by kissing him, arms wrapping around his neck to assure that he doesn’t get too far away from you.
Kissing Jungkook came naturally - as if the two of you had done it before. He pries your mouth open and allows his tongue to dance around yours, all the way he holds onto your hips.
“Bed,” you kiss his lips again. “room.”
Jungkook follows behind you, unable to keep his hands off of your body as you lead him to your bedroom. He doesn’t even bother to close the door before he’s already tugging at your clothes.
Your shirt is the first to go, breast pooling out that Jungkook cannot focus on anything else but them. He dives into them, your back hitting your mattress just as he begins to suckle on your left nipple, his thumb and index finger pinching the right.
The noises Jungkook made were just as filthy, wet sucking and groans echoing off of your walls. How long he had craved to see your bare breast - they were always teasing him when he was around. Bouncing whenever you move, nipples always erect for his view.
“So pretty.” Jungkook brings the right nipple into his mouth, showing the same amount of needy lust and love to it as the left. His hand squeezes your left breast in the palm of his hand, the pain shooting pleasure right to your core. “I can suck on them all night. I don’t know why he doesn’t.”
Now, Jungkook brings both nipples into his mouth, needily needing to taste you. He has a crazed look in his eyes that only causes you to squirm beneath him, legs wrapping around his waist to feel him.
“You can suck on them whenever you want.”
Jungkook grunts, teeth grazing against your nipples as they pop from his wet mouth. “Don’t tempt me, Y/N. You’ll never be able to get rid of me.”
You were positive you didn’t want Jungkook to leave.
“I want you naked right now. I wanna see just what that idiot has for me right now.”
There wasn’t much Jungkook had to do to get you naked - in seconds, he had helped you kick off your shorts along with your panties, needy pussy on display for him.
“Need you on my tongue now.” Jungkook hisses, flipping you and him so he is beneath you now. Your pussy is so close to his face that it causes you to yelp in slight humiliation.
“I-I wasn’t really prepared to do this, i-I-”
“Y/N,” Jungkook calls, tone dismissive. “I’m a man. Just fuck yourself against my tongue.”
So you do - and Jungkook’s hands only make you do more. His hands slap your thigh to kick up the pace, his eyes boring into your face as it contorts with pleasure. Your hips just as you grind against his tongue, hands gripping your breast.
Jungkook’s eyes never leave your face. He enjoys watching the stress leave your body as you pleasure yourself, it tells him that this is something you truly needed. His hands begin to rub along your hips, encouraging you to continue until they slide down to your ass. He cups them, his own head swaying side to side to further stimulate your needy clit.
“S-S-Shit!” your body leans back, hands planting against his thighs as he devours your cunt as if it was his last meal. “I-I’m gonna cum…you gotta move.”
That was the last thing Jungkook was going to do - not even as your hands try to pry him away from your pussy, he doesn’t. He continues to suckle onto your clit until you’re visibly shaking above him, but even then he was determined; fully committed to having you cum hard on his tongue.
Your legs begin to quiver and Jungkook soon was going to get what he was looking for - you cum. He licks the arousal up, slurping and suckling loudly as your moans mewl out of your mouth.
“I could eat you all day.” Jungkook speaks beneath you - and you knew he was serious.
You did the wrong thing by looking at him. His mouth and chin was fully coated in you and just the sight causes you to cum even harder - the hardest you have ever had in your life; right onto his tongue like he wanted.
You fall back against the bed with a tired sigh, breathing hitching.
Jeon Jungkook was a dangerous man. No wonder the universe gave you your dog - you couldn’t handle a real man such as Jungkook, surely.
“Can I fuck you?” Jungkook asks, swallowing the lump in his throat. “Unless you’re tired then-”
“I want you to cum in me.”
Jungkook coughs, his cock jumping in his pants. “I-I…really?”
“If you’re going to fuck me, you mind as well go all out.” you pant, widening your legs. “I don’t want you to hold back, either.”
You were going to be the death of him - but if this was what is going to kill him, then he’ll be content.
“Fuck.” Jungkook is in a hurry to remove his clothing, scattering it all around the room without a care. “Fuck you’re so perfect. I would treat you so well, Y/N. Fuck I hate him.”
Jungkook’s words causes you to giggle at the circumstances. He hated your boyfriend - his friend - for allowing you to fall into the arms of another man - him. It’s all comical, truly.
“I would fuck you all day if you’d let me. Come home every night and fill you with my cum. How are you not pregnant yet?”
Jungkook’s babbling to himself, even if you could hear it. It’s questions he has asked himself time and time again - wondering why his friend would rather sleep with other girls when he had someone like you at home. You cooked every day and assured the home stayed just right. He would have put a baby in you - and of course married you; but this wasn’t about him now, was it?
Jungkook positions himself at your center and swallows. You’re clenching, ready to be stuffed.
“I bet you’d like to put a baby in me.” you tease, hips slightly wiggling for him to enter you. “Why don’t you?”
Jungkook growls. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, Y/N. You don’t know how many times I imagined you in my home.”
Maybe Jeon Jungkook was a bad friend for imagining said friend's girlfriend in his home cooking for him - or in his bed breeding her. BUT he had since stepped out on the relationship so karma would have to skip him, right? If anything, you being with him would be doing both of you a favor - you wouldn’t be cheated on and he would dote on you every chance he had.
Jungkook begins to enter you, shuddering at the tightness of your pussy. It engulfs him completely, as if shoving him in with whatever powers it held.
Shit.
Instantly, Jungkook begins to pound into you - you casted a spell, surely. Whatever you put in the food had caused him to be highly consumed by you entirely. Maybe a baby would be nice, right?
You weren’t expecting Jungkook to get right into it - neither were you against it. He holds your legs apart in a tight hold, cock pounding into you so heavenly that even you thought about giving the man what he has been imagining.
“Fuck,” Jungkook hisses when his eyes catch the white, creamy ring around his cock. “you haven’t been fucked good in so long. You’re milking my cock already.”
“Maybe if you weren’t such a pussy before you could’ve been fucking me.” you needed Jungkook to fuck you harder if possible. Making him mad and taunting him was an amazing way to start.
Jungkook’s eyes are furious, lust and anger swirling in them. “Maybe if you would’ve asked me to fuck you I would have.” he spits back, his thrust quickening. “You always looked so desperate, too.”
“I was.” your hand slap against his bare chest, but it doesn’t cause him to stop - no, if anything it makes him fuck into you even deeper at your retaliation. “You were desperate to fuck me, too.” you moaned when he hit that sweet spot that has never been touched before. “Like a little teenage boy.”
Neither of you notice the footsteps coming closer to the bedroom, far too entangled with one another's pleasure.
“I know when a bitch needs to be stuffed. Should’ve filled you with my cum years ago.” Jungkook flips you onto your stomach. He yanks your hair back so your back is perfectly arched - and then he takes you just as hard as before. “But tonight will be the night that I do what we both want, huh?”
“Fuck, you’re so deep.” your eyes snap shut, stomach forming knots. Your breast bounces in the rhythm of his powerful thrusts.
One hand in your hair while the other begins to play with your wet clit. Jungkook buries his head at the side of your neck, lips against your ear.
“You’re coming home with me tonight, Y/N. I’m going to breed you here, then you’re leaving with me.” It’s the sex and lust talking that's causing him to be so demanding and possessive, but you and him both go along with it. When the high was down, then maybe the two of you could talk with sense.
But as of right now - he was determined to put a baby in you without thinking of any consequences and stupidly, so were you.
“You’re gonna leave him right?” Jungkook asks, yanking your hair harder as his hips jut into you. “You’re gonna give me that baby you want me to put in you so bad and you’re gonna leave that sad excuse of a man.”
Your pussy clenches around him and your eyes manage to open. You’re shocked to see him at the door, eyes wide and watching his friend fuck you into oblivion all the while bad mouthing him.
“Y-Yes!” your juices leak down your thigh, overstimulated due to Jungkook’s fucking and aggressive rubbing along to your swollen clit. “Want your baby.”
You don’t break eye contact with the man - it’s evident that he’s shocked, but he cannot be angered. Not with you, at least, maybe with his friend.
“He could never fuck me like you. Never give me a baby.”
Now you were purposely taunting him, upset that this is when he decides to come home - but a bit glad that he gets to witness the end of an already crumbled relationship. You wonder how he feels witnessing his friend fuck you better than he ever could; with more passion.
You cum around Jungkook’s cock, juices leaking out of you and onto your bed and Jungkook isn’t far behind you. His thrust began to grow sloppy. He leans away from your neck, eyes glancing up at the figure watching them - the same figure of his former friend; one who had not spoken to him in months unbeknownst to you.
The friendship had ended months prior when Jungkook had suggested that he treat you better, in which he responded angrily that if he wanted you to be treated good so bad that he should have you, declaring that he would have nothing but his sloppy seconds. Never truly imagining that he would witness it happen before his eyes - he was just angry and drunk at the time when he spoke so harshly of you.
Jungkook cums inside of you, so deep and so much. His eyes never leave the shocked ones of his former friend at the door as the both of you allow the high to die down. “You’re coming home with me tonight.” he says, not asking but demanding.
You nod your head, eyes leaving that of your former boyfriend and they close as his (former) friend gently lays you down onto your bed.
-genre/warnings: arranged marriage, royalty but not really lol, mentions of cheating in the past, angst, smut, hurt/comfort, short story with a happy ending :)
Throughout the beginning of this arranged marriage both minseo and namjoon weren’t entirely interested. Doing their own thing, barely speaking to one another. But they had both agreed to complete their duties as one, so they went along with it.
Along the way they both had started to care for each other. Minseo took good care of namjoon, as a good wife should. Namjoon soon realized how much he depended on her. She made sure he was well fed, she’d ask about his day, she’d accompany him to all his important events, she made him happy.
He found himself looking forward to coming home to her each day. They started sleeping in the same bed, enjoying each other’s warmth. Now Almost two years into this marriage, they couldn’t be happier.
“Good morning, love” namjoon says kissing her neck as she had just woken up. Both still bare from the night before
“Good morning, dear” she says smiling, snuggling closer to him
Not soon after they heard a knock on his door “sir, im sorry to interrupt but we have a meeting starting soon.” Namjoon sighed getting out of bed. Their mornings usually always were the same.
“I have to go, I’ll be back for dinner.” He kisses his wife goodbye before putting on some clothes, leaving the room
Minseo spends her day accompanying namjoons mother. She was the one who suggested this arranged marriage. And she was so happy that it has been going well.
“when will I be getting my grand babies” his mother half joked
“They will come when the time is right” minseo answered feeling a bit embarrassed
Throughout the day they did some shopping for tonight’s supper with the family. Once the time finally came it was a nice evening with everyone. drinking and recalling old memories. Namjoon felt at peace with minseo by his side. He felt proud. He knew he’d do anything for her.
Once supper was over everyone headed back home.
“Your mother kept asking me when we’d be giving her grandchildren” minseo spoke as she got ready for bed
He chuckled “and what did you tell her”
“I said that they’d come when the time is right” minseo now getting into bed next to him
“Come here” he pulled her onto his lap “im surprised you aren’t pregnant yet given how many times we make love” he says looking up at her
“That’s the thing, how is it possible we aren’t pregnant yet. What if we can’t have Children” minseo voiced her concerns to him
“Dont say that, love, just as you said. When the times right. And even so, it wouldn’t change anything. You’re mine, forever” she smiled hugging him tightly
“I love you” she whispered
“I love you too, my love. Let’s get some rest”
The next morning minseo had woken up to an empty bed. Namjoon had an early meeting. His brother seokjin had been giving him a hard time. They were currently fighting over the land their father once had. Their father had left it to whoever was to be married first. Which was namjoon. But seokjin had found it unfair, he was the eldest son, the land should go to the first born. That’s how’s its always been.
This whole situation has caused a strain on their brotherly relationship. Seokjin was more than angry. He’d do anything for that land. Namjoon tried to compromise, offering other things that he had inherited, but seokjin had his heart set already.
After a long day at work namjoon had finally arrived home, missing dinner but he had eaten at work. Going into his bedroom seeing his wife already in bed catching up on her book.
“Thought I wouldn’t see you today” minseo spoke as she closed her book setting it on her night stand.
Namjoon let out a tired sigh “why is my brother so stubborn”
“You know seokjin, he can’t take no for an answer” minseo was also fed up with seokjin, she hated seeing namjoon so stressed “come to bed” she patted the spot next to her
Namjoon got out of his work clothes quickly changing into his night clothes, getting under the covers with his wife, Feeling her warmth, as they were now face to face
“You’re so beautiful” he spoke in a whisper causing her to smile, she kissed him. Feeling as though a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders.
Not breaking the kiss namjoon moves to now be hovering over her, setting between her legs causing her nightgown to ride up. Namjoon moved down to kiss her neck as her arms were around his neck. He started to grind his hardening cock against her slowly, causing her to spread her legs more, encouraging him.
Pushing up her nightgown exposing her stomach to feel her soft skin all the way up to her breasts. Her nipples hardening from the cold air after being exposed. He tosses her nightgown on the ground now giving attention to her breasts, sucking on them causing her to whimper biting her lip.
He got up momentarily to take off his night shorts leaving him fully exposed as well. Minseo watched as he got undressed, she couldn’t help but stare. Namjoon noticed smirking.
Settling between her legs spreading them wider as he took his cock in hand now rubbing his tip over her wetness loving the way her pussy is throbbing for his cock as he barely puts the tip in before slowly entering her, namjoon watches her expressions to make sure she’s okay.
Once he’s fully inside, he hovers over her again, With his hands by both sides of her head as he slowly pulls back feeling her tight walls trying to suck him back in
“Fuck-“ he lets out a pleasured sigh “you feel so good, my love” he whispers causing her to moan. Now moving faster she could feel every inch of him, clenching around him causing him to slow down moaning lowly
“Do it again please” he sounded desperate, it just all felt too good. And she did, she loved hearing him moan for her
His thrusts started speeding up, going deeper inside of her. “Joon fuck-“ minseo couldn’t hold back her moans feeling him hit her sweet spot “im close, please–”
“Gonna come inside this little pussy” he was close too, he began to rub on her clit just how she liked it bringing her over the edge, his name was the only thing she could say as she came undone. Feeling her pussy become impossibly tighter caused him to reach his end as well. Stilling as he came inside her with a deep moan.
Both trying to catch their breaths, minseo feeling like jelly as namjoon pulls out of her watching his seed begin to spill out of her. Pushing it back in with his fingers, minseo whimpering, she was still sensitive.
“Hopefully this time it will take” namjoon whispered but she heard it
“Cuddle me” minseo pouted as she reached out of namjoon, after he was finished cleaning her up he jumped in bed with her, laying his head on her bare chest as he wrapped around her waist. They both drifted off to sleep peacefully. Not knowing what the next day would bring them.
—
Namjoon was called out of bed early for a work emergency. He rushed there just to find out that his brother seokjin had started construction on his land. In all honesty namjoon was tired of fighting with his brother. At this point he was gonna give up his land.
Calling minseo to let her know what was going on, she refused to let her husband give up his land just because his brother was being childish. She was going to go down there herself and talk to seokjin. Of course namjoon said that wasn’t necessary but she did anyway. He wasn’t going to let her go alone though.
“Good morning, seokjin” minseo tries to be polite to seokjin even throughout this whole mess
Seokjin chuckled, completely ignoring minseo looking straight at namjoon “can’t handle your own battles anymore you had to bring your wife down?”
“Excuse me but you’re the one who has been nothing but a pain for the both of us. We tried to be fair with you, you’re family seokjin, we don’t want a feud with you. And namjoon didn’t ask me to do anything but as his wife i felt the need to.”
“The only fucking reason he married you was to claim this land-“
“Enough-“ namjoon raised his voice at seokjin
“Even after you were married he was still messing around with his whore!”
Namjoon lunged at seokjin grabbing him by the collar throwing him to the ground
“I said enough.”
“What’s wrong brother? She should know the truth.” Seokjin spat out. minseo already knew it was true just by namjoons reaction. Feeling hurt she went back home without a trace
Namjoon looked up to find her already gone. Fuck. He thought
He left seokjin there immediately rushing home to find her. Except she were no where to be found. He’d been rushing around everywhere looking for her.
Exhausted he sat on their shared bed for a moment thinking of where she could possibly be when suddenly the door opened revealing his wife. He could tell she had been crying
Immediately going to hold her but she refused. “Is it true?” She already knew the answer but she wanted to hear him say it
“Minseo, please-“ he sounded desperate
“Just answer the question, please” she said with a shaky voice already beginning to cry again
“Yes, it is true. But please let me just explain to you-“
“No. I do not wish to hear your explanation. We’re done”
“We’re married minseo you can’t just leave me”
“you already broke the first rule of marriage, so what does it matter. Obviously this marriage means nothing to you”
“No, my love that’s not true. I swear it” namjoon felt himself tearing up, dropping to his knees in front of her. He didn’t wanna lose her. “You are my only love-“
She pulls away from him harshly. As if she is disgusted by him touching her “I shall sleep in my old room for now” she slams the door on her way out
Namjoon is an absolute mess. He wasn’t a crier. But he cried. And it didn’t stop for a while. He knew that he would do whatever it took to get minseo to forgive him. And that his brother was no longer his brother but now an enemy
Minseo felt as though she had lost a part of herself. Namjoon has been the only man she’s ever known. He was a good man. The only one she could trust. And yet she had been wrong.
Part 2 coming soon! Thank you for reading <3
This is my first time posting something so bare with me plz
Rating: 15+ (it has no sexual activity or extreme violence, but has adult themes like cheating, toxic relationship, pregnancy and swearing, some mention of sexual themes but not graphic)
TW/Content: Angsty,angsty fluff, sadness, anger, mild violence (punching), depression, low self esteem, toxic relationship, hateful words, gaslighting, emotionally abusive, jealousy, mentally abusive, arguing and shouting, OC is chubby, unrequited love (but not really), male best friend is always there, clueless best friends, cheating, pregnancy (not OC) fluffy best friend, swearing, bad body image, Angst with happy ending, feelings exposed.
Kissing and hugging, mention of sexual things but no actual sexual content.
(Maybe in a part two if I feel like it)
But Jungkook has soft dom energy in the way he talks to her and treats her.
OC and Jimin being savage loves in their own ways. Taehyung being her secret rant buddy, who listens to her melt downs.
Genre: Angst, Toxic relationship, break up, angsty with a happy ending. Best friends being clueless.
Authors note: Not proof read but checked quickly by myself, was written in a day so it just flew out of my head.
Capitals means they are shouting or screaming at each other, which means that when she tells Jimin off she is really MAD!
Wanted to prove I could write something without the story getting sexual or yandere etc. And I would SHARE IT!
Sorry about the font, but not going over it to change it now. Had trouble with copy and paste, but I like it this way!
I do not own BTS or their likeness. This is only a fan fiction that comes from my own imagination and any depiction of BTS in any of my stories does not represent them in real life. None of this is real life, only pure fiction. None of the behaviour of the BTS member’s namesakes OR anything else that happens in my stories represents them in reality.
All I can do is sob and I can't think of anything else, I can't sleep, I haven't showered or bathed in four days and I haven't thought of eating either, I tried to but it tastes like cardboard.
I feel like I just got out of a fever dream, one of my own stupid making.
I bet I look dreadful, I know my eyes are swollen and bloodshot and my face is definitely all puffy and red, I know I’m looking awful.
My hair is probably looking like a literal bird's nest right now and my eyes will also be looking black too from zero sleep.
I bet I look like the crypt keeper right now, but a fat one!
I muted my phone calls at first, then I turned it off where there were annoying notification sounds coming from all my social media too.
Some randoms I didn't even know had been messaging me, I know they are just trying to get the dirt on the absolute shit show that is my life right now.
I know they all filmed what has to be the most humiliating moment of my life, I hope my brother doesn't see it but I bet Jungkook heard about it from Taehyung who was there too.
Taehyung was a good friend to me but it was secret because he was my fellow rant buddy, he knew things I couldn’t tell the others.
So that means Jin probably does know.
I don’t want any lectures or pity parties.
I cringe knowing that everyone is gonna say I told you so, but really they all don't know the truth of why I stayed with him.
Someone was banging on my door for half an hour yesterday but I didn't answer it, just in case it was Jimin.
As I didn't want to see him or listen to his gaslighting ass.
He tried knocking on the door and calling all day Sunday after his baby momma and her friend had told me what he had done.
This is the thing he couldn't ever fix, not this time...It's permanent.
And my toxic nightmare is finally over...It’s finally done.
Why does he always do this to me?
He always cheats on me and then comes back telling me that he was wasted, drunk or the woman came onto him.
Then he manipulates me, lies, gas lights me and then cries if I don't listen to his apologies.
He knows how much it messes with my head, with my body image, especially when the women are tall, model looking and slim.
I'm short and also chubby, I wear glasses and wear cute and comfortable clothes, not short tight dresses.
Someone is currently banging on my door again and I just pull the quilt over my head trying to hide from the whole world.
I can hear someone shouting but I just put my hands over my ears and hum childishly under the blankets wanting the shouting and banging to stop.
When the banging stops I sigh, why don't they get that I don't want anyone's pity or fake sad faces, I don't want anyone asking me bullshit questions under the guise of being nice just so they can get the tea about my trauma.
And I definitely don't want to see Jimin.
I don't want to talk about how my heart has been ripped from my chest and stomped on, and not just by Jimin.
Or how there is no coming back from this, no lie or manipulation can make this go away, it's the permanent kind of mistake that I don't want to live with or have to deal with, not anymore.
I can't keep my mind occupied from what really torments me, I usually distract my mind with the drama Jimin brings me but not anymore, this is too much.
Jimin made his bed and he can damn well lay in it, we are done and I'm finally grieving the utter disappointment, disaster and despair that my relationship with him has been.
This whole relationship has damaged my soul and will leave a permanent mark.
Toxic wasn't a strong enough word to describe what our relationship was.
When I jumped into this relationship it was to forget someone else, but it never worked.
I’d never have to be there waiting for him to come home from the club anymore, or knowing I’m sleeping alone yet again.
Calling him only to get voicemail again or texting and seeing that he’s left me on read for the thousandth time.
Having people DM me to tell me that they are sleeping with Jimin or that they have just seen Jimin cheating with someone.
Or the multiple women’s scents lingering on his clothes, the occasional makeup smears on his shirt.
The marks he insists are scratches or pinch marks from working out.
My heart is no longer in my chest and I feel hollow and empty, but I also feel a strange calm, a feeling of relief that I can finally break free from this toxic and painful farce of a relationship.
It's cathartic and it feels like I have broken free from him mentally, emotionally and physically.
I'm grieving the painful loss but I'm scared of being alone after all my friends left or betrayed me because of him and of course some left because of me staying with him after his cheating.
It's been three years of me eating away my sorrows, crying into my best friend's arms, getting medication to deal with my depression and anxiety because of the pain and suffering.
Three years of my body looking worse and me not caring about my appearance anymore, because that's how I feel inside...Worthless and hollow.
Like I would never deserve or get the man I really wanted, he’s proven time and time again that he only wants to be my best friend.
When I think about it I don't ever remember a time when Jimin wasn't hurting me or making me feel like a piece of garbage.
Our honeymoon period was about six months and then it went to shit, then I found out he had cheated.
My friends all warned me away from him when I was in my first year of college and I should have listened, I was stupid and thought I could see the best in people.
One by one my friends had arguments with me about him, lost interest because of my depression and me not going out much anymore, or they slept with Jimin too.
The only ones I still see are my brother Seokjin and my best friend Jungkook, even though they don't see me as much due to them having arguments with Jimin about how he treats me.
Taehyung is sometimes still around when we are together as a group due to Jungkook and Jin though.
I see Taehyung on my own sometimes because he knows my big secret. He was there at a really bad time for me one night and saw my terrible meltdown.
No one else knows he is my rant buddy though, not even Jungkook or Jimin.
But I don't see Yoongi or Namjoon anymore because they detest Jimin.
I have lost count of the amount of times Jin had Jimin by his shirt threatening to punch his lights out.
Jungkook punched him once for sleeping with my other best friend Sharmin, they were doing it behind my back for six months.
This was at the beginning of the second year of our relationship.
My other childhood friend Denise slept with him on a drunken night out too, it was the night that I went to my auntie's wedding with Jin and Jungkook.
Jimin didn't want to come to the wedding with me because my family really hates him and he refused to be judged by them.
I wasn't aware that they all knew he was a cheater because Jin had told them.
That incident with Denise was the first time I was aware of him cheating on me, others already knew he was a cheater and they all tried to shield me from it.
They tried to force Jimin to break up with me but he never did, he would just goad them and tell them to fuck off.
It’s why Yoongi had punched him, he was vile about it and had got up in Yoongi’s face too.
The others knew because they had caught Jimin in the act multiple times, they had all threatened him, had him by the throat and had even punched him.
A mutual friend of all of ours Taehyung took a picture of them kissing in the club that night and had sent it to Jungkook’s phone, who totally gave it away by the look on his face and I found out because I grabbed his phone feeling worried for him.
It was then that he told me everything and explained how it wasn't the first time, I also found out that day that Jimin was cheating on me the whole time.
He promised to change and I believed him like a stupid idiot, I clung to a useless pipe dream.
Should've known better.
Jungkook has been my best friend since we were six and we have both grown up together, we went through our teens learning and making mistakes.
We had shared our first kiss when we were 13, a peck and it was a dare whilst we were ditching at his house and Jungkook was a little awkward for a few weeks after but we got over it.
Nothing else like that happened for at least a year after, I think we were fifteen when it started to happen again.
Both of us started having a rebellious stage that sort of started when we were thirteen but got worse when we were both sixteen.
We were bunking off school and daring each other to do things, getting drunk and smoking weed.
We once went skinny dipping because of a dare and another time I had to flash him, we had our first French kiss together at 16 too and we made out grinding on each other when we were wasted too, but Jungkook obviously didn't remember it because he got a girlfriend two weeks later.
We are the kind of friends who are comfortable cuddling and sharing a bed, telling each other our secrets and dreams.
I had a huge crush on him all through my childhood and teen years, by the time I was sixteen I knew that I was totally in love with him.
I lamented the whole thing and tortured myself about telling him, I was worried that I would lose him.
I was finally going to tell him on my seventeenth birthday after my other friend Denise told me to go for it, but a few days before I was going to surprise him he got a girlfriend and my heart literally broke into pieces.
I stayed being his friend and had to watch him be with another girl, so I had to learn to separate my crush from my friendship.
The only boyfriend I have ever had was Jimin.
I told Jungkook I had a boyfriend when he asked me what the surprise was but I didn't have one.
I lied when he got his first girlfriend and wasn't spending as much time with me, by the time he finished with the girl I just said I split up with the fake boyfriend.
I also lied and told him I had sex with that boyfriend before I met Jimin, I didn't though.
He was disappointed at me for staying with Jimin and our relationship suffered a lot because he would get angry at me every time I forgave Jimin.
Jungkook would argue with me, with our hurt feelings he would stay away for a few days, then come back knowing how hurt I would be to lose him too.
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I panic when I hear the keys unlock my front door, wondering who the hell would have the spare keys.
Who would be able to get them from my mother?
I hope it's not Seokjin as he will kill Jimin this time and I don't want him to get arrested due to me.
I grip on to my quilt when I hear the footsteps approaching, I don't want anyone to see me like this.
"Princess?"
I breath hitches immediately and I hear him sigh, he tries to pull the quilt from me.
"Baby, come on it's okay, let me see you"
I pull the quilt from my head and my lip quivers when he looks down to me with sad eyes.
"Oh my Princess, come here"
He pulls me into his arms and I straddle him crying my heart out, he smooths my back softly rocking me.
"It's okay Baby, it's gonna be okay. I'm here now and I'm gonna take care of my Princess"
Jungkook has come like he usually does. Why does he always come to save me, comfort me and look after me?
I don't deserve his kindness and love.
He's had to put up with this kind of shit for the three years of me being with Jimin and he still hasn't left this friendship.
"I heard from Taehyung that you had a huge argument in college with Jimin, he only picked up some details, I'm so sorry Baby. You don't deserve this kind of pain, my Princess. I tried calling you and texting and you didn't answer, I got really worried when you didn't answer the door to me Baby. I had to go get the keys from momma when you didn't answer the phone or the door"
He caresses my hair as he carries on gently rocking me, he's always called my Mother momma too.
"He...He...J-Jungkook..He..I.."
That's it I start sobbing again.
"It's okay Baby, you don't have to talk about it yet, don't upset yourself"
He coos at me kissing the top of my head.
"Don't cry Princess, it hurts my heart, please don't cry"
He sounds forlorn when he talks to me, it’s like he is in pain too.
My cries eventually turn into shudders and I calm down.
I must have fallen asleep in his arms because when I open my eyes again it's dark outside.
He must be stiff from holding me in the same position for so long.
"Are you awake?"
I hear him whisper and I nod into his chest.
"Shall we get you something to eat, and don't say no because I know you haven't ate anything in days, I know you by now"
He quietly says into my hair.
"Not hungry"
I mumble into his chest and he tuts at me.
"Baby, you have to eat! Now I'm gonna help sort you out and we are gonna have something to eat okay!"
Jungkook scolds me and I sigh and slowly start to nod because I know he won't take no for an answer.
"Let's run you a bath first and then get you into some comfy pyjamas, then I'm ordering us some takeaway, okay Princess"
I just mumble okay into his chest.
Jungkook places me on the sofa and goes off to run me a bath, I hear the water running and him moving about.
But being left to my own thoughts gets me crying again, by the time he comes back I'm in a state again.
"Oh my Baby! Come here!"
He says sadly pulling me into his arms picking me up, I cling to him like a koala and just sob.
I think I'm crying for many reasons, the reason I got into the relationship in the first place, the constant cheating, the outcome of said cheating, finally being done with the relationship.
How unloved, drained and damaged he has left me feeling and me feeling like I'm actually going to be free from it, it's finally over.
It's like I feel utter relief, but I'm numb because I carried on with this shit show for only one reason and now I have to live with my thoughts again, my pain.
"Come on my Princess, I'm going to help you alright. Is that okay? I won't look at you, but you need to wash and get into some clean clothes. Is that okay?"
I don't reply at first and just panic in his arms, he can't see me with no clothes on, he will be disgusted and think I look horrible.
He only saw me in underwear a few years back, once when I flashed him as a teen and once naked in the shower by mistake when I was about nineteen, I've put on weight since then.
"Princess?? Answer me! Words...Is that okay?"
Jungkook has a stern voice when he asks me and I just nod in his chest.
"Words Baby"
"Hmm okay, y-yes"
I mutter quietly.
"Okay let's go to the bathroom"
He softly replies, pecking my hair.
Jungkook puts me down and I just stare at the ground feeling flustered and embarrassed.
"Arms up Baby, good girl"
I slowly put them up and he slowly pulled my hoodie off.
Then he reaches for my t-shirt and I start to panic because I have no bra on and he is going to see my chubby belly too
Grabbing on to the bottom of my t-shirt to stop him he tuts at me.
"Princess! Are you gonna do it yourself? What's wrong?"
I shake my head and tears start to drop from my eyes.
"Y-You can't see me, I'm gross! J-Jimin said he only cheated because I've turned into a fat pig and I look disgusting! I d-don't want you to be d-disgusted by me or my fat!”
He now looks really angry with me and he cusses loudly.
"He fucking said what?! How dare he talk about my Princess like that! I'm gonna punch his lights out when I see him next!!"
Jungkook looks furious and I start worrying that he is going to get in trouble and I'm not worth getting arrested for.
"NO!! JUNGKOOK! You can't get arrested because of me! I'm not worth it!"
I panic and he just sighs at me.
"You ARE worth it! To ME you are worth it! You are my beautiful best friend and I would go to jail...for you"
He tells me with no hesitation in his voice.
"Now stop being stupid, I could NEVER be disgusted by you! Come on, I won't look! Let's get you in the tub before it gets cold"
Jungkook adds pulling my top off looking me in my eyes, my arm goes to my belly immediately but he doesn’t say anything.
He just kneels down and tugs at my leggings looking to the side, then he gingerly takes my socks off.
Only my panties are left so he quickly yanks those down and stands up only looking me in the eyes.
"Come on Baby, get in the tub"
I quickly get in and pull my knees up to my chest, he gives me a small smile and nods to himself in reassurance, picking up my dirty clothes to put them in the washing basket.
"The sponge and body wash is there. I will help you do your hair first okay. Then you can wash yourself, alright Princess"
He quietly says pulling the shower attachment to rinse my hair, I sigh as he runs his fingers through my long tresses.
Stopping he puts shampoo on and massages it in making me hum and put my head back.
"Does that feel relaxing Baby?"
He gives me a little chuckle as I nod.
After finishing my hair he tells me to wash my body and he's going to go order some food.
I nod and gingerly pick up the sponge washing myself all over, after I'm finished he knocks back on the door and asks if I'm ready to get out.
I reply that I am and he walks in holding up a towel and wrapping me up in it.
Then he picks me up and walks me into my room.
He proceeds to dry my hair first and then tells me to dry my body, he goes off when the door buzzer sounds off.
I get myself dried and look at the loungewear set he has set down on the bed for me.
I grab the top first and quickly put it on, then I quickly pull on the bottoms.
Jungkook walks in just as I finish and gives me a small smile.
"Let's put your hair in a plait or something first. The food is here Baby, so let's hurry up and go eat"
I nod and he comes over to comb through my knotty hair, then he does it in a side plait.
Afterwards we sit down to eat, well Jungkook eats and then forces me to eat by feeding me himself when he sees that I just push my food around on my plate.
When he is satisfied that I have eaten enough he cleans the dishes and we snuggle up in my room to watch one of my comfort films.
We watch spirited away, he knows it won't trigger me or remind me of Jimin because he never watched anime with me, he hated it and called it childish.
As I cuddle up to Jungkook I wonder how I can be so lucky to have such a great best friend.
He has always been there for me, he has never left me even after the arguments we have had about Jimin.
Jungkook even put up with Jimin's horrible attitude every time he came to mine, with the constant sarcastic comments and the loud scoffing every time Jungkook talked to me.
He ignored it all just to make me happy.
He came on my birthday to see me, on Christmas days too and never forgot any important events, not like Jimin did.
Jungkook has even put me above the few girlfriends he has had and finished with them when they got jealous of our relationship, one demanded for him to stop seeing me and he refused and finished with her the next day.
He refused to go to any dances with girls that asked in high school too because he would always pgo with me.
They didn't like him calling me Princess at all or hugging me goodbye or pecking my head, or when he would hold my hand.
Or when he would drop a date to run to me because of Jimin cheating again, when he would tell them he couldn't spend Sundays with them because it was our day together.
I sometimes feel really bad anxiety and guilt about what he has given up due to me, am I stopping him from being happy, from finding love?
I actually told him this once, to stop finishing with his girlfriends because of me and he said if they didn't like his Princess then they aren't the one for him, that they have to be able to deal with the fact that his best friend is a woman.
All of his relationships were short and he told me he never loved them, that it was easy to choose me over them.
But I still feel riddled with an uncomfortable guilt about ruining his relationships and interfering with his dates too.
I feel like I'm subconsciously trying to keep him to myself or that I'm messing with his relationships on purpose because of my own problems and feelings.
That I was toxic because I stayed with Jimin not only because I was trying to forget Jungkook but because he would come comfort me and spoil me for weeks after Jimin had cheated.
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Jungkook has stayed with me all week, he even called the college for me and got me my notes from any classes I needed.
He has been a godsend and an Angel like he always is.
He even spoke to Seokjin and my mother when they came round and I didn't want to talk to anyone yet.
I felt embarrassed because they were all right about Jimin and I had stubbornly ignored all the talks and advice.
Jungkook knew that there was a few videos going around and told me people were actually on my side, but I didn't want to relive it.
Apparently no one at college was saying bad things about me, he told me that they are mad at Jimin for how he treated me AND Candice.
I told him that I still needed a little time and that I wasn't ready to go back and hear the gossip yet.
Jimin tried knocking on the door twice over the last week and Jungkook said I didn't want to see him anymore.
When I finally texted him to come get his things he must have thought he could get in and gaslight me again, but he was definitely not happy when Jungkook was the one that came to the door with a box of his belongings.
He just got into a fight with Jungkook at my front door now too, his attitude stinks.
It happened right after he handed Jimin's things to him in a box because I definitely didn't want to.
Jimin clearly wasn't happy that Jungkook was still with me and had just answered the door in just a pair of sweats and socks with no top on.
Jungkook punched him hard giving him a black eye after he started goading him saying that he must have finally hit it and saw how good my fat ass bounces when you hit it from the back.
That I was really good at sucking dick and that maybe he can finally feel what it's like for me to deep throat him, he was vile with his words.
After that he said that he was glad that Jungkook could finally get with me after pining after me for so long and how horrible it must have been for Jungkook having to listen to him fuck me raw all those times he slept over.
Then I gasped when he said that he made sure that I used to scream extra loud the nights Jungkook stayed over, just to give him something to wank off to, where he felt sorry for him.
That he stayed with me just to piss Jungkook off and how he always used to laugh with his friends when he used to see how sad and love sick he was over me. Jungkook totally lost it punching him again making his nose bleed.
He was absolutely fuming when he slammed the door in his face, it made a picture fall on the floor and I could see how furious he was as he paced around the room.
I just walked over and cuddled him, it stopped his pacing, luckily it calmed him down enough to not go beat Jimin's ass, because he looked ready to go back to the front door and kill him.
When I asked him if he was okay he just kissed me on the head and then nodded silently, then quietly saying he just needed a few minutes alone, then he walked off to the bathroom slamming the door hard.
I sat there feeling really uncomfortable because of what Jimin had just said to Jungkook, surely Jungkook doesn't feel that way about me, he would have told me...Wouldn't he?
He always told me everything, we never kept secrets from each other.
Why was Jimin saying those things?
I knew Jimin was jealous of Jungkook and that's all it sounded like up until the fight I last had with him and he had mentioned Jungkook in jealousy.
But what Jimin just said to him was too much, what does he know that I don't?
What did Jimin see that I didn't?
I know that I have always loved Jungkook but he never felt that way about me, did he?
When Jungkook doesn't come out of the bathroom I quietly walk over to the door on top toes, I’m about to knock but I pause when I hear him sniffling and clearly crying.
Why is he crying?
Do I still knock? What if he's crying because he can't take my shit anymore and all of this has finally gotten to him?
I pick up the courage to finally knock after agonising about whether to disturb him or not.
"Jungkook? Please let me in"
I plead with him, feeling guilty that he's crying because of Jimin and what he just did.
He goes quiet and I hear the tap turn on and water splashing, then I hear him let out a loud sigh.
When he finally opens the door I can clearly see that he has been crying, his eyes are red and puffy, his nose red.
He looks so down and sad when he looks at me though, I frown at his defeated demeanour.
I absolutely hate seeing him cry, Jungkook has never been one to shy away from his emotions but it has always made me cry whenever I saw him crying.
Cuddling him immediately because I can't bear to see him suffering or sad, I fling my arms around him.
His arms go around me squeezing me tightly and I hear him sniffle again.
"Jungkookie please don't cry! I hate seeing you cry Kookie. Please tell me what's wrong, what's upset you?"
I ask him mumbling into his muscular torso.
"I..I can't Princess...I can't tell you. I don't want to ruin our friendship, I don't want to lose you"
Jungkook sounds so broken as he replies to me, I'm worried that he has betrayed our friendship in some way and is too scared to tell me.
"Kookie, nothing would ever make me stop being your friend. You are my person, my everything and my soulmate. You have been there for me when everyone else betrayed me or hurt me. You know nearly all my secrets and I know yours! The only ones I haven't told you about were for the sake of our friendship. I know our friendship has been strained over the last three years because of Jimin, but you have always been there for me, even when you were mad at me, you still came back to comfort me"
I tell him still hugging him.
"Not ALL my secrets Princess, that's why I can't tell you and what do you mean for the sake of our friendship?"
He finally sighs, squeezing me a little tighter, but sounds puzzled when he asks me.
"Oh..Umm I'm not sure whether it's even worth me telling you now as it doesn't really matter because I can't go back in time and change anything"
I mumble into his chest feeling shy and too scared to tell him.
"Baby, just tell me. If it was so long ago then what does it matter?"
I sigh, biting my lip and wondering if I should just tell him.
"I...Please don't leave me if I tell you, I can't take you leaving me too Jungkook, promise me. And technically it started when I was a child but it's not long ago too as it has still not ended. It’s still relevant”
I inhale a big intake of air after he promises that he won't leave me, I finally tell him what I have hid from him for sixteen years.
"I had a huge crush on you all through my childhood and teenage years. But when I was sixteen I realised that I actually loved you romantically after we did that dare and kissed and got off with each other when we were drunk, but you acted like you forgot. I was going to finally tell you later on when I was seventeen after agonising about it but...but you got a girlfriend a few days before I was going to tell you. I was going to surprise you in a cute way but it was too late, so I lied when you finally asked what my surprise was and I told you I had a boyfriend, but I didn't. I...I was also a virgin and hadn't ever been with anyone else or had a boyfriend when I met Jimin when I was nineteen. You were the only person I had kissed or had ever done anything sexual with. I stayed with him because I didn't want to ruin our friendship and every time you got a new girlfriend I would just forgive Jimin because it hurt me too much to be left with my thoughts of you being with another woman. I have always felt guilty about it and felt like I was ruining your real chance at love. So I just stayed with Jimin because you kept losing your chance at love because of me being a fucking screw up and I knew you couldn't possibly love someone who looked like me. All of your girlfriends were so beautiful and looked like models, I knew I stood no chance because I'm small, not pretty and dumpy. I'm not them. I also walked in on you having sex with your girlfriend a few days later when I was seventeen and cried for a whole week. I lied and said I had the flu and didn't come to school for a whole week”
I stop and it's totally quiet, he doesn't say anything for a few minutes and neither do I.
I'm just waiting for him to walk out on me and tell me he could never love me like that.
"Oh Princess! I'm so sorry!"
He suddenly starts crying again, but he is not just crying he's sobbing.
"I..Th-That is all my fault! I..I listened to a friend who told me to get a girlfriend to try to get over liking you. I didn't like her, I just didn't want to fuck up our friendship..and.. and he said I had to get over you. Because you clearly weren't interested like that, especially after you didn't acknowledge our drunken dare I thought you didn't remember either. OR that you wanted to forget it! When you lied and said you had a boyfriend, that you had had sex. I was so hurt and in my anger I slept with...with that g-girl! It was dreadful and I felt awkward doing it with someone I didn't love. WHY? WHY DID YOU LIE? WHY TORTURE YOURSELF AND STAY WITH JIMIN BECAUSE OF ME? YOU HURT YOURSELF AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF ME!"
He gets louder as he starts to sound almost angry with me.
"I lied because it fucking killed me Jungkook and my friend said that I should really try to get over it and realise that you only loved me as a best friend! I couldn't understand how we always ended up doing things when we were drunk or daring each other but acted normal when we weren't. I saw you two all over each other on the bed the day before I told you and lied that I had sex, I went to your house and ran out when I caught you. You must have liked her or you wouldn't have been kissing her like that Jungkook. And you never told me you liked me either and after we kissed that time when we were thirteen too, you also acted like it was a mistake! And what friend?"
I exclaim back as he is not going to just lay this at my front door!
"It was Hoseok! What does it matter now?"
He scoffs at me and I chuckle sarcastically now, he has to be kidding.
This has to be a cruel joke, Hoseok?
"You do know that Hoseok kept asking me out and I refused him loads of times! I even shouted at him one time that I was already in love with someone else. I got so exasperated with his persistence and even though I didn't admit it he guessed it was you and I just walked off without confirming it. He did that because he was mad that I refused him so many times, I hope you know that! And you had so many girlfriends over the years and kept talking about your great sex life in front of me! Even before I got with Jimin! SO WHY THE FUCK WOULD I THINK OTHERWISE JUNGKOOK?”
I yell at him, sounding exasperated, throwing my arms up.
He looks really shocked at what I just said, then his whole expression darkens and he now looks really angry.
"That piece of shit! If I ever see him again I'm gonna punch him! After you got that boyfriend I tried to act like a normal friend because I thought you didn't like me either. And I only did that the last three years because Jimin would constantly talk about doing sexual things with you every time he spoke to Taehyung in front of me. Or when I would come over even. And I literally hate fucked those women where I was so mad all the time. I never told any of them that I loved them, I always left them when they tried to tell me to stop talking to YOU! Loads of them demanded that I choose them and I NEVER DID ALICE! I CHOSE YOU! I never did because...because I.."
Jungkook is exclaiming really loudly at me before his defeated voice drops off getting quieter.
He sighs, running his hand over his face.
"And do you know I haven't slept with Jimin for about six months! I told him to prove he loved me. And every time he cheated again I barely went near him for ages. So as you could imagine it was a lot of time with no sex. Because of what Jungkook?”
I’m so exasperated with this whole thing and it shows when I talk.
But when I ask him the last question I go dead still waiting for him to answer, it feels like ages before he finally does answers.
"Because...Because I love you Alice, I have loved you since we were kids. But I was scared to lose you and I didn't think you wanted me like that. When I kissed you that day when I was thirteen I felt so happy, but I was also scared that you would think it was a mistake and stop being friends with me. I even panicked that night when you slept over, because you almost caught me having a wet dream about you and I thought you heard me! So I joked off the kiss the next day so I wouldn't get hurt or that you would think I was moaning your name because of that! Then as we got older even though our dare's were getting more sexual you always talked about crushes and wanting to get a boyfriend one day, that you would have one who would be your best friend. But I didn't think you meant me, I thought you were going to get a new best friend and forget about me. And my friendship with you was always special to me”
He pauses his actual rant running his fingers through his hair then he carries on sighing.
"When you got with Jimin and I had to see you kiss him for the first time I was so upset I ran off and I think Jimin saw me and realised that I loved you. That's why he said all those things! He would also start grabbing you and kissing you on purpose to see my reaction, he even used to look right at me or smirk at me. I thought it was because he knew I hated him for cheating on you, but it was to flaunt it in my fucking face! Do you know how that felt, to watch him treat the woman I loved for so long like that! Did you know that I almost left here for a once of a lifetime internship about two years ago, I couldn't watch you two together anymore. But he cheated with Sharmin just before I was going to leave and you were so upset that I couldn't leave you in that state! So I bailed on them and lost the internship! But he would always goad me saying things like you had just had make up sex and was a little sore and horrible things like that. That the neighbours complained last night because of you screaming. But now I know it was all fucking lies!"
His hands are moving everywhere as he speaks, he looks so frustrated and angry.
I'm about to reply and he starts ranting at me again, unloading everything.
"I feel like I have been fucking stuck in limbo since I was a teenager! Never being able to move on because I can't love anyone else! It’s like we were in an emotional relationship. There is no one else I can imagine having kids with or marrying, no one else I could ever imagine living with because in my imagination and dreams it's always you!They are just never you and they never will be you. It's why I always picked women that I wasn't really that attracted to and that looked the furthest thing from what you looked like! I didn't want to feel like I was using them as a replacement or as a substitute! Because no one could ever replace you in my mind”
He looks really hurt and is just unloading the mother of all rants on me, the pent up energy is just spilling out of him.
“One girl finished with me because I was moaning your name in my sleep and it clearly wasn't a normal dream! It's no wonder they were always jealous of you, I have pictures of us in my apartment everywhere. I have your clothes in my apartment, your toothbrush, your deodorant, pyjamas, your favourite food, your favourite films even! I never called them Baby or Princess, they got no pet names. All of my phone is filled with pictures and videos of us together, my phone screen is of one of us together too. My wallpaper on my computer is even of us together. I finished with a girl once because she threw a picture of us together as kids against a wall in a fit of jealousy and it smashed and she ruined it too! I have only had angry one night stands for eighteen months because I couldn't go through these bullshit lies about liking these women anymore. I lied about having girlfriends to you too”
He lets out a huge huff of air where he is literally panting from spilling every last piece of frustration from the last sixteen years.
Jungkook stops his angry rant and looks down at me with a horrible hurt look in his eyes, my heart clenches at his pain because it’s my pain too.
His hand tenderly reaches for my face, placing his hand on my cheek, rubbing his thumb against it.
I tenderly place my hand over his and lean into his touch, closing my eyes.
"How dare he hurt my Alice, MY ALICE! I have wanted to beat his ass so many times over the years. Please never go back to him. I couldn't bear it, not again. I would leave for good, because I just can't handle watching it anymore Alice, it’s been destroying me. Please give me a chance, I would never treat you like that or cheat on you. I meant every word I said Baby, I love you so much. No one will ever love you as much as I love you, I love you so much that it hurts to be apart from you. I love you so much that I stayed because you are my home and my heart, my everything and I would be hollow without you"
Jungkook tells me with tenderness in his voice.
I open my eyes to finally look up at him, he leans in to give me a firm kiss on my forehead, then each cheek, then finally he leaves a lingering chaste kiss on my lips.
When he pulls away his face is still right by mine, my eyes scan his face and he is so beautiful, his dark doe eyes look more hopeful because I didn't stop him from kissing me.
I place my hand in his hair pulling his head back to mine pressing his lips against mine and as soon as his lips part I kiss him with a fervent passion my tongue caressing his, because I'm so hungry for this kiss, I'm finally able to kiss them like I have imagined so many times over the years.
He picks me up so fast making me straddle him, his lips still furiously kissing mine as he groans into my mouth.
Jungkook walks over to the sofa sitting down with me pulling me against his body, his hand moves to my waist and the other winds its fingers into my hair keeping me against his enthusiastic mouth making me whimper into the kiss.
When we pull away he keeps his lips ghosting over mine as we pant from the lack of breath.
"I love you so fucking much Jungkook! I always have and I always will, forevermore. I have never loved anyone else but you, it’s always been you. It could never be anyone but you”
I pant as my hot breath falls against his lips.
"My Princess, my Baby, I love you with every single part of my soul. My Alice. My beautiful girl, my best friend, you have never been anyone else’s but mine”
He replies, squeezing me tighter.
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After our big argument we decided to take it slow but we are finally together, we laugh now about how stupid we both were as teenagers.
But we have been having really long deep conversations all the time to get through the hurt we have put each other through.
We both thought it was wise to heal first and not to jump headfirst into a sexual thing yet.
I have some really happy parents right now who told us it was about time we both realised that we loved each other, that it was so obvious to everyone but us.
They are all happy that Jimin is now a thing of the past, that I finally broke it off with him.
They were terrified that I would get pregnant and have him stuck in my life for good.
It's been six weeks since I split from Jimin and he still keeps trying to call me and message me on social media.
I blocked him a few times and he keeps getting new accounts, Jungkook finally texted him and told him to back the hell off.
He wasn't happy with Jungkook and told him to mind his own business.
Every time we see him we walk off in the opposite direction before he can see us.
We have been still taking it slow and I've been back at college for two weeks now, no one has noticed that we’re a couple where we were so close before anyway.
We are liking it that way for now, so there is no pressure from anyone.
People just thought he was being extra cautious and protective with me, so they didn't say anything when he held my hand or fed me food in the cafeteria.
Well they did think that, until Jimin just tried to approach me again today in the cafeteria and Jungkook told him to get away from me.
I can see everyone already whispering and I can see his baby momma watching us with a hurt look on her face, I notice her belly looking bigger than before and her friend is definitely looking pissed.
"What damn business is it of yours Jungkook? Let me speak to Alice and stop being the pathetic unrequited love disguised as a best friend”
Jimin sneers at him loudly before looking back at me, I hear an 'oh shit!' from Taehyung who knows Jungkook is probably going to punch him.
I'm about to stand up to tell him to get lost and to not speak to my boyfriend like that but Jungkook beats me to it.
"Best friend? You are a little behind on the news Jimin. Ha ha ha!! What you say to MY GIRLFRIEND, very much affects me”
He replies loudly standing up in his seat pushing his tray away, we hear gasps from people.
"ABOUT TIME! IT WAS OBVIOUS!”
Someone yells out, I dart my face to the sound source but I don't see who it is.
Pretty sure it was Taehyung though as he knew I loved Jungkook, I realised that he may have known that Jungkook loved me too.
Not that I can hold it against him as he kept my secrets, one of my darkest secrets. So it’s only fair he kept Jungkook’s secrets too.
"YOU AND HER! Oh you finally wormed your way in there and took advantage of my little mess. I always knew you wanted to take Alice from me. Do you think I didn't see all your love sick looks and those times you would walk off when I was kissing her. She is definitely on the rebound, how does it feel to be the rebound, poor Jungkookie! How did it feel to watch the girl you loved be kissed by me and to have to listen to her getting fucked by me"
He mocks him, sounding really angry and Jungkook jerks towards him where he is about to grab him but Jungkook pauses his head darting to me when I slam my drink down making a mess.
I’m just about ready to upload all of my frustration, anger and trauma on him, I’m ready.
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP JIMIN! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS THE STAND IN, THE FUCKING REPLACEMENT. WHERE I COULDN'T HAVE WHO I REALLY LOVED. YOU COULDN'T HOLD A CANDLE TO JUNGKOOK. HE AND I HAVE BASICALLY BEEN IN AN EMOTIONAL RELATIONSHIP FOR SIXTEEN YEARS AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE! BUT WE WERE TOO STUPID TO ADMIT WE HAVE LOVED EACH OTHER SINCE WE WERE CHILDREN. HE WAS WHO I THOUGHT ABOUT WHEN I DREAMED, WHO I THOUGHT ABOUT WHENEVER I DID HAVE SEX WITH YOU, WHICH WAS RARELY DUE TO YOU CHEATING SO MUCH! WHO I DREAMED ABOUT MARRYING. DON'T YOU REALISE THAT I HAVE NEVER SAID I LOVED YOU TO YOU, NOT ONCE! DID YOU NEVER NOTICE THAT I ONLY EVER REPLIED ME TOO. NOT THAT YOU HAVE EVER LOVED ME ANYWAY! BUT I ALWAYS TOLD JUNGKOOK THAT I LOVED HIM! AND EVEN IF HE DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS IN A ROMANTIC WAY, IT WAS! HE IS A THOUSAND TIMES THE MAN YOU ARE. HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW I LOVED ANOTHER MAN THE WHOLE TIME I WAS WITH YOU?”
I’m shouting so loud that I’m surprised the college security hasn’t come yet.
I hear someone suddenly yell out.
"YES SAVAGE! Tell him Alice! He damn well deserves it. He is the ultimate piece of shit!”
I look and see that it's my old friend Yoongi who grins at me, he hates Jimin and punched him really hard once.
Jungkook is smiling at me, I can tell that he is really proud of me.
"HOW MUCH OF A BASTARD ARE YOU THAT YOUR BABY MOMMA FIANCÉE IS OVER THERE, AND YOU ARE TRYING TO GET ME BACK! WHY? JUST SO YOU CAN TELL ME HOW FUCKING FAT I AM OR HOW I AM SOOOO DAMN LUCKY TO BE WITH YOU?? WHY? SO YOU CAN TREAT ME LIKE SHIT AND CHEAT! OR WAS IT JUST SO YOU COULD RUB IT IN JUNGKOOK'S FACE? YOU KNEW HE LOVED ME AND THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY TO MAKE HIM FEEL LIKE ACTUALLY LEAVING! SO HE DIDN'T HAVE TO WATCH YOU TEARING ME DOWN AND MAKING ME LOSE WHO I WAS! YOU MADE ME LOSE ALL OF MY FRIENDS BECAUSE OF YOUR CHEATING! SLEPT WITH MY FRIENDS! AND STILL TRIED TO TAKE THE ONLY ONE I HAD LEFT BY TRYING TO PUSH HIM TO LEAVE TOO!"
I shout so loud that everyone is most definitely listening.
"Tell him Baby! Unload it all!"
Jungkook mischievously grins at me.
"I WILL SAY THIS ONLY ONCE. YOUR SEX WASN'T SHIT COMPARED TO JUNGKOOK'S AND YOU DON'T EVEN COMPARE IN SIZE! HA HA!YOU COULDN'T EVEN GET ME OFF SO I HAD TO THINK ABOUT JUNGKOOK EVERY TIME! I WAS ONLY WITH YOU TO TRY TO FORGET ABOUT JUNGKOOK! SO FUCK OFF AND DON'T TALK TO ME AGAIN! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT AND I FEEL SORRY FOR CANDICE HAVING TO PUT UP WITH YOUR TOXIC CRAP FOREVER! I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION AND WOULDN'T CARE IF I EVER SAW YOU AGAIN! I WASTED THREE YEARS OF MY LIFE ON YOU AND I CAN NEVER GET THEM BACK! WHY WOULD I WANT TO SPEND ANOTHER THREE SECONDS MORE LISTENING TO YOUR RIDICULOUS RUBBISH! NOW LEAVE BEFORE I LET MY BOYFRIEND BEAT YOUR ASS LIKE HE HAS BEEN DYING TO DO FOR THREE YEARS!"
I sneer at him panting from my insane rant and I move to Jungkook who looks really proud of me for standing up for myself against Jimin finally and for what I just said.
He smirks and kisses me like he misses me and I don't care, I let him.
"WOO HOO!! THAT IS THE ALICE I MISSED!"
My friend Yoongi shouts out and Namjoon hollers out too whooping, I lost both of them due to Jimin.
My old friend Denise even whistles at us because she found out exactly what Jimin was like first hand too.
Taehyung even shouts out loudly.
"ABOUT DAMN TIME JUNGKOOK! I WAS LOSING HOPE THAT ALIKOOK WAS EVER GONNA BE A REALITY"
Jimin scoffs at us and finally marches away, my whole body goes pliant in Jungkook’s arms as I relax finally.
"I'm so fucking proud of you my Princess! My sex is much better huh, how do you know Baby? Or is that the sex you had in your dreams or imagination when you needed to get off? Hmm I like thinking that you were imagining me and I might have been imagining you at the same time. Now if he ever tries to get under my skin by saying something I can say that it was me who used to make you scream”
He groans in my ear, oh he likes that I thought about him every time or had to use him to get off.
We haven't had sex yet, just a little light foreplay until we both feel ready, as we are both still healing from years of suffering and trauma we put ourselves through.
"I know. But I couldn't have him mock you Kookie. I was about to punch him and I had to give him the cold hard truth. The way he talked to you was vile, I wasn’t having it, not anymore. That was the only part I lied about though, Kookie. As your dick is almost twice the size of his. THAT I didn't lie about!"
I giggle when he pecks all over my face.
"You two! Is this what I'm going to have to put up with every time I'm at Kook's now?!"
Taehyung shouts out groaning and I look to see everyone staring at our PDA, we cough and he pulls me to his lap and we sit down chuckling as we eat our dinner in peace.
Yoongi congratulates us as he walks to class with us and Namjoon said that he's proud of whoever went for it and confessed.
He was shocked when I put my hand up saying it was me, but he says he's damn proud patting my head.
Tells me that I’m glowing and look so much happier now, that he’s so happy for us.
Yoongi tells me that he is so glad that I’m finally free from that nightmare and Candice actually did me a favour.
Denise messaged me on Instagram telling me that she was sorry about what happened between us and that she is actually glad that I'm finally away from Jimin.
That he is one manipulative, toxic man.
That she was happy that I finally got with Jungkook after all those years of pining, she of course knew because I told her in high school.
She said it was so obvious over the years that we still loved each other.
I feel so damn amazing, I have had friends talk to me again for the first time in a year and I just told Jimin where to go.
AND I finally told him the cold hard truth!
Truths I couldn't admit to even myself before and now I'm brave enough to scream them at Jimin in the cafeteria in front of everyone.
I've finally broken the chain of toxicity and distrust, I'm utterly free.
And when I look up at Jungkook I couldn't be happier, I'm finally where I was supposed to be all along, with my heart, my soulmate, my person, my Jungkook, my love, my everything.
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“Shit, Taehyung.” moans coming out from your precious mouth as Taehyung pushes inside you, so deep that you can’t even think straight. “Hmmm, am I that good?” he asked while tugging your hair away from your face for him to see how pleasured you are because of him. He kissed you so harshly, to the point your lips are numbing. “Ahhhhh-Taehyung, faster please, oh shit!” you hissed as you felt that familiar tickle by your abdomen. He made his pace faster, also while sucking your bosom. You then felt a hot wash of liquid releasing but Taehyung didn’t stop and made his movements faster. After a little while, a shoot of his juices was mixed with yours inside your dripping cunt.
Breathes were simultaneously heard in the air. Taehyung sucked your tongue before pulling his cock out of you. “Shit Y/N, you really have the best pussy.” you scoffed at his statement. “I’m so tired but Jungkook’s on his way home, I have to go.” you told him because you saw your boyfriend’s text saying he’s preparing to go home. You find it ridiculous because Taehyung told their manager he can’t go to practice because he’s not feeling well, but then fucked the hell out of you.
You know that what you’re doing is wrong, but you just can’t help it. Ever since that drunken night you shared with Taehyung, it was a mistake, a delightful mistake indeed. You don’t know how to stop. Every time he calls you when he knows that Jungkook isn’t around, or even if he's around, he’ll find ways to release the sexual tension between the two of you. The time when he fucked you in the restaurant’s restroom while the others are talking over dinner. The time when you told your boyfriend you’ll just buy something from the convenience store but you went to your apartment complex’s parking lot where Taehyung’s waiting for you in his car, ready to bang the shit out of you quickly. And the time where the members visited the unit where you and Jungkook reside for a “movie night” and ended with Taehyung’s long fingers inside you while the lights are off and Jungkook holding your hand, assuming that your tight grips are caused by the movie’s jumpscares.
You really know that mistakes should only happen once but Taehyung isn’t just a simple mistake, he’s your guilty pleasure, a vice that you should quit but don't know how or when.
“Babe, I’m home!” you heard Jungkook’s voice by the door and greeted him with a smile as he planted a peck on your lips. Now things in your mind are really confusing you, the guilt and the pressure, but the pleasure and desire, still there, waiting for you to discard them out of you.
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Kim Seokjin
Seokjin was taking a shower and you were still in bed sleeping. Lately, he had been very busy always coming home late and always leaving early. You understood though, idol life was not easy. He always made up for it by talking to you amongst other things before you went to bed and sending sweet texts throughout the day, occasionally meeting you for lunch when you had your break near your office. It was tough but you were happy. Until right now.
Jin was in the shower but his phone kept ringing waking you up from your sleep. You don’t usually check his phone, but you picked up thinking that it could be an important call from BigHit.
But before you could say anything what the girl on the other end of the line said broke your heart, “Jin oppa, I’m waiting for you in the white lingerie that bought me, please hurry.”
You didn’t quite understand what she said or meant, “Excuse me, what did you say?” you questioned her.
“Oh, I’m sorry I thought this was Kim Seokjin’s phone.” She said and disconnected the call.
“It is” you quietly whispered. Just as Jin walked out of the shower and saw his phone in your hand and a distressed look in your eyes. He understood you know.
“Y/n I can explain”
You were frantically picking up all your things and throwing them in your bag.
“Y/n wait. It’s not what it seems. Y/n I love you.”
You put your bag on your shoulders and without looking at Jin said, “no you don’t or else you wouldn’t be gifting lingerie to any other girl.”
Jin was surprised at your outburst but kept his calm. He tried to hold your hand but you pushed him away.
“I’ll pick up the rest of my things when you’re not here.” You said as you walked away.
“Don’t try calling me. We’re done.”
With this you slammed the front door shut both on Jin and your 2-year long relationship, leaving a very sad and panicky Jin on the other side.
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Min Yoongi
You were walking home from work today to enjoy the nice weather. Lately you had thrown yourself into work to escape the memories and the heartbreak of your last relationship. You were hardly yourself anymore, the chirpy and happy girl was replaced with a tough looking and poker-faced woman. You never went out with your friends; you only listened to English music and avoided any Korean entertainment news at all costs.
Your breakup with Yoongi had left quite an impact on you. This is why you were taken aback to see him at your doorstep. To say you were ready to meet him again would be a lie. The flashback of him kissing another girls’ lips as his hands roamed all over body made you want to throw up.
Yoongi got up when he saw you, “How have you been y/n. I missed you so much.”
“Why are you here?” you questioned him with absolutely no emotion in your voice.
“I had a dream about us. We were happy. I want you back.” He said walking towards you.
“And I still have dreams of you kissing her.” “Please leave Yoongi, I don’t want anything to do with you.” You sighed walking away from him and into your apartment.
“I wrote a song about you y/n. I write all my songs about you.” Yoongi cried out before you could shut the door.
“Well it’s a good thing I don’t listen to them anymore.” With that you walked inside, leaving a dejected and crying Yoongi behind.
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Jung Hoseok
You saw it on the news. You saw it on twitter. You saw it in the papers. Hoseok at a club kissing some random girls’ lips. His hand on the small of her back. Both of them swaying to a slow song. The video had made waves in the Korean media and BigHit had no option but to release a statement saying Hoseok and that girl were dating.
This left you devastated. The fact that Hoseok was kissing someone else while on tour was hard enough but now the whole world knew that the girl was his girlfriend was harder.
Hoseok kept calling you from London. And you kept avoiding his calls. He left you voicenotes and you deleted them. You didn’t want to hear any excuses. You loved him but you would never put yourself through the pain of dating someone who cheated on you.
After a week since the news broke you saw Hoseok. He came to your place with peonies in his hands. As if flowers could magically heal what he broke. He looked sad, tired eyes and sunken cheeks. You didn’t look any better. To say that you hadn’t been crying since a week would be a lie.
“I’m sorry y/n. I’m really sorry. Please just hear me out.”
“I’m sorry too Hoseok, but I can’t.” “Please leave. It’s over.”
You couldn’t hear the excuses. You feared you would run back into Hobi’s arms. So you shut the door, leaving Hobi holding a bouquet in one hand and wiping his tears with the other.
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Kim Namjoon
Lately you and Namjoon have been drifting apart. The work keeps him busy and he doesn’t come home many nights. He says he is sleeping at the dorms, but you suspect that he is in his studio working his ass off for Bangtan.
So, you decide to surprise him on the day he texted you saying he’ll have dinner at home. You wore his favorite lingerie, a deep red lace set. You dolled up, carefully doing your makeup and curling your hair. You lit some candles in the room. Then you waited for Joon to come home. He had been stressed lately and you were planning to take all the stress away. Also, you missed him and his touch.
When you heard the lock being rattled you excitedly sat on the bed, ready to present a show.
However, when Namjoon came in the room instead of excitement and happiness his eyes spoke something else. He wouldn’t even look at you properly. You were confused. So, you walked up to him and stroked his cheek.
“What’s wrong Joon, did something happen?”
“I think we need to talk y/n”
You understood something is wrong. You quickly pulled on your robe and you and Namjoon sat side by side as he recounted that while he was out last week with the boys he made a mistake. As soon as he said this you got up from beside him. He went to take your hand in his but you pushed it away. Folding your hands at your chest you looked at him, “How dare you come see me after that.”
“It didn’t mean anything y/n I was just blowing off steam.” “I don’t know how this happened I was just really drunk and stressed and she was there, it just sort of happened.” He was crying. More so because you were completely calm. Expressionless even.
“I think you should leave Namjoon.” You said his full name. Not Joonie and not Joon. He knew he had lost you so without putting up a fight he left.
As soon as he left you slid down on the floor, crying.
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Park Jimin
Jimin was taken aback to see you in Paris. He was here for his vacation and saw you walking the cobbled streets with your bag in one hand and your camera in another. He hadn’t seen you for almost a year now. It seemed like he had forgotten how beautiful you looked because as he was looking at you now with the sun shining in your face, you looked ethereal. Your hair was shorter now, but the style really suited you. What he noticed instantly though was how happy you looked.
He was taken back to the night when you were crying your eyes out because you saw him with another girl at the studio. He never forgave himself for cheating on you. You never forgave him too. Even when he apologized a million time, even when he cried a million times and even when he promised you that you were the only one he loved. It was true. He really did love you. Even now after a year. He hadn’t dated anyone since then. So seeing you here in Paris he thought he should talk to you.
Until he saw a man coming out of the ice cream store with 2 ice creams in his hand. Mint Chocochip, your favorite. You took the ice cream and gave the man a small peck.
Jimin could do nothing but stare at the two of you walk away hand in hand.
The distance he thought, definitely did you well and he was by no means going to hurt you again by coming into your life.
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Kim Taehyung
It was 2 am and Taehyung was still not home. It was a regular occurrence nowadays and you didn’t know what to do. Lately it felt like you were drifting apart more and more and only you were concerned about this. Yet, you still waited for him to come before sleeping every night.
He entered the house around 2:30 and thinking you were asleep went to the kitchen. He was on the phone with someone, speaking in hushed tones. “Yeah baby, I just reached home. No don’t worry, she doesn’t suspect a thing.”
He didn’t realize that you were standing at the doorway listening to his conversation. He turned around from the fridge and you took in his appearance. There were red lipstick marks on the collar of his white t-shirt, his hair was disheveled and as he walked past you barely acknowledging you and into your shared bedroom you could smell a woman’s perfume.
It was as if he wanted you to suspect things. He didn’t even care. You were angry and heartbroken. You couldn’t believe you ignored the signs. You also couldn’t believe Taehyung didn’t even mind that you knew, he looked almost glad that you understood.
So that night you didn’t sleep in your bed. You actually didn’t sleep at all. As soon as it was morning, you wiped your tears, packed your stuff and left a note behind for Taehyung who was still asleep.
“I know. I think I’ve known for a while. What hurt the most was that if you wanted out of this relationship you could’ve spoked to me but instead you did the one thing, I feared the most. But don’t worry, I’ll be okay. Just don’t try to contact me ever again. – Y/n”
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Jeon Jungkook
You and Jungkook had been dating for a while now, almost 8 months. When Jungkook asked you out, you couldn’t believe it. He was a superstar and you were just an ordinary makeup artist. From the minute you met him you fell head over heels in love with him. And who wouldn’t, he was an angel both inside and out. It wasn’t his looks that you fell for but how sweet and nice he was to you. Jungkook also fell for you. He said you were the normal in his life that he craved. That you were the thing that kept him sane from the glamour of the idol life. But you were scared to be in a relationship with him. You knew he was way out of your league, it wasn’t that you disdn’t like how you looked but you knew you could never compare to the other stars he was always around. And you voiced your concerns to him.
He would however always shut down such doubts. He made sure he told you how much he loved you and how he would never leave you.
So, the pictures you saw on his phone clearly came as a surprise. You and him were at a café and he had gone to the washroom. His phone was lit up and there was a picture that came up. He and another idol girl were kissing in the picture. She had texted it to him saying how she missed him.
You were taken aback. The one thing you were insecure about in the relationship is the thing that Jungkook exploited the most.
You decided to cut off all contact with him after you saw those pictures. He came back to sit on the table with a wide smile but as soon as he saw your face, he knew something was wrong.
You told him he got a text while he was gone and picked up your things. His eyes widened with panic.
“Y/n wait..” but before he could say anything else you walked out of the café and his life.
30- “I don’t want to hurt you.”
33- “I want the truth.”
You knew what he was doing. The long nights where he was supposed to be at the studio, instead appearing smelling of alcohol, a faint red lipstick on his collar. This night was not any different. But in a way it was, it was much worse. You sat on the sofa in your living room, still wearing the black dress you had bought only a couple days prior. It’s way past midnight, your anniversary already over. Yet, he didn’t call, no lame excuse, no tear filled apology as he tried to look vulnerable and innocent. You had already cried today, now you just sat patiently, waiting until he decided it was time to go home.
Soon enough, you heard the familiar sound of the keys in the lock. The front door swung open to reveal Jimin, his hair messy, the top three buttons on his shirt undone. He froze once he spotted you on the sofa, the dress you wore instantly making him remember.
“Shit.” He muttered, running a hand through his hair as he carefully took a step forward.
“I want the truth.” You simply spoke, trying to not let it waver too much. You did not want him to know how much this was affecting you. “I want the truth Jimin. Not some bullshit you’ve made up on the spot. I want the truth.” Gulping, you could already see Jimin’s bottom lip quiver, tears building up in his eyes.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He mumbled, his voice high pitched. Even that sentence alone told you everything you needed to know.
“You already have.” Your eyes drifted to his collar, the red mark standing out against the white, the mark on his neck just above the clothing. “And I hope you enjoyed our anniversary more than I did, because I’m done Jimin. I can’t break myself just to keep you happy.” Standing up, you grabbed your phone and keys before walking up to him, your hand hovering, just about to touch his arm in a comforting manner.
“I don’t know why. I don’t know why you did what you did, but I’m sorry I made you feel like you had to go to someone else.” You watched as a tear rolled down Jimin’s cheek, a small whine in protest leaving his lips.
He didn’t try to stop you from walking out the door. A small part of you wished he had.
Synopsis: Namjoon caughts you in bed with someone else and to make matters worse, he isn’t the only one affected by it.
A/n: angst for you
Masterlist in bio
His POV:
I took a glance at my watch, just waiting until I arrive home to take my stuff before heading to your apartment to have a movie night with you and your daughter.
She finally calls me dad. The warm feeling that fills me everytime she says it is indescribable. It means so much to me that your daughter is comfortable with me and looks up to me. I want nothing but the best for her, and I want to provide that for the both of you.
I parked my car next to the curb and struggled to take my overnight-bag out of the trunk, not forgiving the movie I picked up on my way from home to you so we could watch it together. It was some new movie your daughter had seen the trailer of and wanted to see. She talked about it so relentlessly so I might as well make the dream come true.
“Babe, I’m here!” I closed the front door behind me and set my bag down. I kicked my shoes off my feet and took off my jacket when my eyes were caught on a pair of shoes that weren’t mine.
I lifted my bag and walked to your room without making anything of it at first.
From the opening of the door I saw you threw a shirt at a man sitting on your bed, with only underwear on.
“What’s up?” I set down the bag on the bed next to him and asked with the full knowledge what you just did with him. I looked you in the eyes first but you didn’t look back. I didn’t sound hostile but I’m sure the sheer disappointment was clear.
You had nothing to say, just finding your own clothes thrown on the ground. At least I didn’t have to witness the action since you heard me come in when I yelled.
“I’m Namjoon.” I offered my hand to him and he shook it hastily while trying to pull up his jeans on. Somehow I remained calm on the outside even though the rage inside me was killing me. “You better leave before I turn your skin inside out.” He agreed and shot out of the room and of the house as fast as he could.
I walked around the apartment poking my head into the rooms, “Where’s the little one?”
“At my mom.”
“You make your mom look after her so you can cheat on me? I see.” I walked past you. You had your arms crossed on your chest and head tilted down. “Do you not love me? Is that what this is? Have I done something to deserve this? I thought everything was going so well.” I dug through my bag as you watched few steps away from me, not daring to come closer. You were guilty and you knew it.
“I thought you would love me until the end,” I told you and finally found the thing I was looking for, tossing it to you from across the room. “I got you a ring.”
You opened the small box and saw the exact ring you’ve been fawning over. A tear rolled down your blushing cheek when you handed it back to me.
Out of all of the promises you’ve made to me, you decided to rip my heart to pieces, out of my chest without any thought. The promises of exclusivity and life together meant nothing if it was so easily thrown out. I wanted to fight through all of the troubles that we have together - but the picture I that have molded during these couple of years together was burnt in seconds.
Maybe this would be an easier hit if I wasn’t so invested in your life. I’ve gone out of my way to make your life easier, and to make sure your daughter is taken care of. How could you do this to her? How could you rip me away from this child that I love like my own?
She has lost a deadbeat father before and I took his spot without hesitation, making a loving relationship with her. How could you forcefully rip that away again? Why would you claim to love me daily just to break it with your actions?
I collected my belongings that had gathered during the two years of being together, from my spare clothes to my toothbrush and cologne. I zipped my bag close and went to put on my shoes again. It was only 15 minutes when I had removed them.
I opened the door with the thought of not sparing you more glances but I was forgetting something. I offered you the movie from my bag.
In quarter of an hour my life and all of the plans we made was pulled down
I was going to break up with him, I really was. I even told you that yesterday, that I was going to break up with him. But I couldn’t. Not even for you, Kim Taehyung.
“Are we still on for tonight? 7:00?” I asked my best friend, Taehyung, over the phone as I tried to balance myself on one foot to take off the other heel.
“You know I’ll be there. Just you and me, right?”
“You, me and Joonie,” I pursed my lips, not liking where this was headed.
“Ah, Kim Namjoon. The imaginary boyfriend whomst the great Y/N has been dating for the past few months-”
I rolled my eyes. “27 months. 2 years.”
“Whomst I have met maybe twice-”
“You’ve met him-”
“Once. It was just once wasn’t it?”
“No-”
“Whomst made you cry because- wait why did the fucker make you cry again?”
“Whomst isn’t even a word! Taehyung-ah!”
“Y/N-ah.”
“Yes, Tae?”
“Why are you still with him?” I let out a huge huff of air and stared at the clock on my stovetop. 5:42.
Why was I still with him? “I have to start making dinner now,” I said defeatedly as my eyes wandered to the note on the fridge and hung up.
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I mindlessly stirred the spinach in the pan to sauté it. Looks like Taehyung was going to be right again: Namjoon wouldn’t be able to make it to dinner again. It would seem that Namjoon cancelling on dinners with Taehyung was a normal reoccurrence, but Namjoon cancelling on dinners with me was no different. The countless nights I spent sitting in our apartment in silence, watching the food get cold, definitely outweighed Tae’s count and it wasn’t even a number’s game that I wanted to win.
Tae was annoyed and annoyed for me. Yet I couldn’t even get annoyed if I wanted to. Joonie had been working overtime these past few quarters to make sure he had the results to prove that he was worthy of a promotion. “I’m doing this for us,” Joonie murmured against my lips as he held my face in his hands. “We could move out and into a better apartment if I get promoted. And maybe even start a family. Don’t you want that?” I had no choice but to nod at the time. He was trying to give us a better life, was I supposed to oppose that? “I love you, Y/N-ah. Please be patient with me.” He kissed my forehead and then gazed into my eyes. “Please, baby.”
“Love you too, Joonie.”
I did. Despite spending many nights alone waiting for him to come home and have dinner with me, I really did love Namjoon. He was the perfect boyfriend. He remembered all of my preferences, changed most of his to suit mine, always knew how to make me feel better, never looked at other girls, and he never made me feel insecure. But best of all, he saw a future with me: a future he was working very hard at, for me. He was the perfect boyfriend when he was around.
However, those late nights didn’t always end up in an embrace. The lock clicked and the doorknob turned, the front door opened to welcome a staggering Namjoon into our apartment. Our eyes met as I was clearing off the dinner table. “Y/N-ah, were you waiting for me? You shouldn’t have.”
“Where were you?”
His grin dropped and he scoffed while wrestling with his tie. “At work. Where else would I be?”
“You were drinking at work?” My brows furrowed in disbelief and I turned around from the fridge.
“We had to entertain some clients tonight.”
“Right… And you couldn’t have told me that?” I slammed the fridge door closed and went to clear off the rest of the dinner I made.
“Oh come on, don’t be like that. Y/N-ah,” Joonie cooed as he walked towards me and the food I made for our anniversary. “Did you make this?” His dimples showed as he leaned over me and tasted the food. “Ah, brisket?” The hand on my hip gave me a familiar squeeze. He licked his fingers and said, “It’s delicious. A little cold though.”
“Of course it’s cold, it’s been sitting on the table for a few hours now!” I gritted my teeth and set the food back down on the table, pushing him away from me and stalked to our bedroom. It was going to be my room tonight.
Namjoon’s footsteps followed mine and he tried to grab my arm to stop me but he wasn’t fast enough. “Why? It’s late. You should’ve-”
“I was waiting for you!” With that, I slammed the door in his face and locked it.
At least he left me a note this time: Don’t wait up - Namjoon. “Asshole,” I muttered. Suddenly I felt hands on my waist and lips hovering my ear, causing me to shriek at the contact.
“Are you going to stir that? It’s burning.” I whipped my head around to look at the assailant and saw Taehyung raise an eyebrow at our dinner and then back at me.
I put my spatula down and whacked my best friend’s arm. “You scared the shit out of me, Taehyung-ah!”
“I did knock,” he pouted as I wriggled out of his hold.
“How did you get in anyway?” I poured the rest of the ingredients into the pan, hoping that the spinach was still edible.
“You left your door unlocked again.” Tae spun me around and had a stern look on his face. “How many times do I have to remind you to lock your door? Hmm?” He tucked some of my bangs behind my ear and surveyed my eyes and briefly my lips as I bit them, nervously awaiting a reprimand for my carelessness. When I didn’t answer him, he pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head. “Did you miss me?”
I looked up from his chest and hastily nodded. “Did you miss me? Or were you too busy in Los Angeles to remember your best friend? Hmm?” I placed my head back on his chest where his heart beated heavily and poked his ribs when he least expected it, making him shudder and groan.
“Y/N-ah! Aish! Why would I have been too busy in LA?” He rubbed where I poked him and began to wail dramatically. “You’re my best friend and-”
“I’m your only friend,” I looked up at him with a blatant poker face, earning me a glare.
“You’re my best friend and the only one I care to talk to,” he declared.
“That is such a lie, Tae!” I scoffed, hitting his chest.
“What?! How is that a lie? You are my best friend and the only one-”
“Remember Tania?” I tried to escape his embrace to cross my arms but failed as Tae tightened his embrace of me.
“Who?” His face contorted in a genuine state of confusion, trying to remember who Tania of our summer ‘19 New York City trip was. “Tana-”
“No, not Tana. Tania!” He furrowed his eyebrows and still had no clue who I was referring to. “We went to New York last summer, you guys met at a Starbucks, and had me third-wheeling for the entirety of our trip!”
“Tania?” I nodded with affirmation. “You mean Tina?” Who? “You weren’t third-wheeling-”
“Oh yeah, I sure as heck wasn’t third-wheeling you guys when she was all like, ‘TaeTae, can you come in here and help me with this dress? I think the tag got caught with the zipper,’” I raised my voice an octave higher and channelled my inner valley girl, flipping my hair from side-to-side.
“I sure as heck am sure that I most definitely came that day,” he grinned and wiggled his eyebrows up and down.
“Oh my god!” I hit Taehyung’s chest again in disbelief. “You’re so gross! Let go of me!”
“Come on, Y/N-ah. You know you love it,” I was almost out of his hold when he turned us around and trapped me between him and my kitchen counter.
“No, I don’t!” I squealed and wriggled. My back was against his front and a very prominent bump on his front was against my back. I froze but my breathing became more frantic at the sudden realization that I was essentially grinding on his dick. What a dick it was… Oh my god! Y/N, what are you doing?!
“Really?” Taehyung swept my hair back and held it in his hand while stroking the side of my neck with his thumb. I couldn’t answer him. What was he even asking? I wanted to say something, anything, but I couldn’t. “I asked you a question, Y/N-ah,” Tae’s voice dropped an octave and I felt my legs begin to weaken their stance.
“Huh-uh,” I swallowed. Oh my god, am I salivating right now? His close proximity allowed the scent of his cologne, shampoo, or maybe even his aftershave to fill my nose. Mmm. Me likey. So woodsy and masculine, just so Tae. I felt myself pulse, but that was just my body telling me that I’m alive right? Right?!
“So answer the question then, sweetheart.” He murmured into my ear, his soft lips brushing against my earlobe before he dipped his head into the skin he cleared from my hair and planted a chaste kiss behind my ear. And I shuddered internally and externally. Fucking hell, what is he doing?! Stop this, Y/N!
“W-what was the question?” I closed my eyes and my lips parted carefully not to make any sounds that I wasn’t supposed to make. My best friend didn’t answer me. Instead, Taehyung placed another chaste kiss on me, this time a little lower than the last and with more suction. And another. And another. And another. And then his lips backtracked on my skin, lingering once they reached the sensitive skin behind my ear. “T-taehyung-ah…” Fucking hell, just fuck me.
“I’m not sure Namu would appreciate that,” Taehyung’s lips lifted off of me briefly.
“Huh..?” Wait, what? Put those suckers back where they belong, I demand it!
“But I’m not here for him, am I?” Him? Oh my god, Namjoon! My boyfr- Taehyung sucked on my sensitive spot harder than before and I screamed.
“Tae!” My hand came down from gripping onto his arm as I threw my head back into him and made accidental contact with the pan. Shit, my hand! “Fuck! Taehyung, stop!”
He stopped immediately as if he was the one whose hand got scorched and growled, “Why?!”
“The spinach!” It was definitely not edible.
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author’s note: what do y’all think of our little incident here? a case of too many cooks in the kitchen? please follow, reblog & like this story if you’d like to see where this goes!!! it really does help with motivating me in the writing process <3 the next chapters will be at least doubled in length for some character development. also, i love me some joonie irl but he’s not the ideal man for Y/N in this fic... or is he? xxx, LALA Jan. 28/20
