Jimin was so excited to introduce you to the rest of BTS, but you were quite nervous to meet them. Your boyfriend was doing his best to reassure you that it would be fine and that if he got on with you, the rest of the boys would too.
"But there's six of them, Min, that's a lot. And they are basically your family. If I don't get on with them then I don't feel like we are going to be able to make us work," you explained your anxieties to him.
"But they will like you, so we don't need to worry about that."
When you reached their dorms, you took a deep breath as Jimin opened the door. At the sound, the six boys inside cheered and came running to greet you. Your eyes grew wide as you fully realised the chaos you had let yourself in for.
"Can we come in and sit down first, guys?" Jimin laughed as everyone competed to greet you first.
They conceded and allowed you both to remove your shoes before Jimin placed a hand on the small of your back, leading you through to sit in the living room.
Jimin quickly introduced you to everyone, even though he knew you knew all their names already.
"We're very pleased you've finally decided to share," Namjoon told your boyfriend.
"You're very lucky, she's amazing and I wanted to keep her all to myself!"
"Jimin!" you complained as he wrapped his arm around your waist.
"What? I've already told them how lovely you are," he informed you.
"Yes, many, many times," Taehyung confirmed.
You hid your face in your hands, flustered by the revelation that he talked about you this much.
"What's wrong, baby?" Jimin cooed.
"Stop, you're embarrassing me," you whined through your fingers.
"Why? I'm only telling the truth," he replied, prying your hands away from your face to place a kiss to the tip of your nose.
You pouted a little as you lowered your hands again.
"Don't worry," Namjoon assured you. "None of us are judging you. Actually, I think it's quite sweet."
You sent a small smile the leaders way before turning back to your boyfriend.
"Could we maybe talk about something other than me?" you asked him.
"Fine," he agreed, rolling his eyes dramatically, with a cheeky smile.
You simply shook your head before full settling in beside Jimin.
JK x female!oc, Bunny!JK x human!female!oc, Jin x female!oc, Leopard!Jin x human!female!oc, Jimin x female!oc, white Tiger!Jimin x human!female!oc, Taehyung x female!oc, black Tiger!Taehyung x human!female!oc, Hobi x female!oc, Fox!Hobi x human!female!oc, Namjoon x female!oc, Wolf!Namjoon x human!female!oc, JK x Jin x Jimin x Taehyung x Hobi x Namjoon xfemale!oc
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Ehm....ja...
Well, what should I say...I am back. Yay!
It took me, believe it or not, almost three years to finish the next chapter of my baby here. Probably you wonder what happened and why the hell it took me to long and what happened in-between. That's easy to answer: Life happened.
So many things have happened in the last years. I started and finished my university degree, I started working and the best thing, I met the love of my life.
Of course, there was suddenly only a little time for me to sit down and spend hours after hours of continuing writing my story. I felt drained, I felt uncreative and I kind out my motivation.
But that's in the past. I am back and I am sparkling with a million ideas for new stories. I am more hyped than ever about it and I hope so are you! If you still want to accompany me on my journey with the boys and parallel universes, feel free to like this chapter and subscribe!
I will write this chapter as kind of a summary to recall what has happened in the story. I will not post new chapters regularly, but I promise I will post them. Also the story is coming kind of coming to an end with only Yoongi missing. However, the next stories (which will be a bit more dramatic than this one) are in the pipeline, and I am hyped to infinity.
I will post chapter 22 soon. It is in my final drafts, promised!
"jungkook, can you bring me a towel, please?" you call out to him from the shower.
you were in such a hurry to get into the shower earlier that you completely forgot to bring a towel with you.
you’ve been having these wet dreams about jungkook recently, almost every single day. you don’t know when they started and why you’re having them, all you know is that they keep leaving you all wet and sticky with an uncomfortable ache between your thighs.
you’re deep into your thoughts as you hear the door opening. jungkook comes in approaching you with the towel that you asked for in his hand. you quickly try to hide your naked body from his wandering eyes as much as you can as he comes closer to you. "why are you always hiding your body from me, huh?" he chuckles. "we’re married, y/n. you don’t need to hide from me - let me see." he says in a playful tone, trying to get a look of your naked wet body that your desperately trying to hide from him.
you can see a grin growing on his face.
you let out a little giggle in return. "then why haven’t i seen you naked yet?" you ask in the same playful tone, as you carefully reach out your hand to quickly take the towel from him, but he snatches it away from you, making you pout. "it’s unfair, you know…" you tell him, pulling your arm back in the shower. "if you see me naked, then i want to see you too." you tell him, hiding behind the door.
his eyes widen slightly before the smirk from earlier appears back on his face. "well, then what are we waiting for?" he asks, as he already starts to strip the clothes off his body.
"wait, no! i was just joking, jungkook." you try to quickly tell him, but he doesn’t listen. instead, he keeps on getting undressed. "nah." he shakes his head. "there’s no way of backing out of this now, y/n." he tells you while taking of his underwear.
you quickly cover your eyes with your hands, already feeling your cheeks getting red just from knowing he’s standing naked in front of you just outside of the shower.
he slowly opens the glass door of the shower before he steps in, now standing directly in front of your naked body.
"you can look at me, you know." he laughs.
you shake your head at him. "no i cant, jungkook, your naked." you say, taking a step back from him to create some space between your bodys. you can hear him laughing, as he takes a step closer to you. "that’s the point, y/n. you take showers naked." he tells you, reaching for you hands that are covering your eyes. he carefully takes your hands off of your face, keeping them in his warm hands. you keep your eyes closed though, not knowing if you should open them or not, you think about it for a while, should you open them? you wonder. you don’t want to, not trying to be disrespectful. but, you’re curious to see, curios to see what his muscular body looks like without the clothes. you’re eager so in the end, you end up opening them. i mean you have to, you want to get out of the shower, and if you want to get out of the shower safely and not slip and maybe break your neck, or even worse. you slowly start opening your eyes until they’re fully open, keeping your eyes on his though, not daring to look anywhere else.
your eyes are immediately met with his and he gives you a soft smile. "see that wasn’t so hard, now was it?" he asks, slightly tilting his head to the side.
you shake your head as you bite your lips, fighting the urge to not break the eye contact. he’s staring so deeply into your eyes that it makes your face heat up, your sure your face is the same color as a tomato right now, if not darker.
jungkook on the other hand is fighting for his life to not let his eyes wander around your delicate untouched body. he’s trying, he really is. but the way your heavy breathing make your breast move - it’s almost like they are asking him to look, but he doesn’t. for now. instead, his focus is back on your blushing face.
"why are you so shy, huh? - it’s not like we are strangers, we are married, y/n." he tries to make you loosen up a little, "we even sleep in the same bed and all that, so why are you still so shy?"
"that’s different, jungkook."
"what’s different?" he asks. "this! this is different." you tell him "yeah, we are married and we sleep in the same bed, but - but we haven’t seen each other naked before.." you say the last words almost in a whisper while breaking eye contact. you couldn’t look into his eyes anymore. ugh this is all so embarrassing.
"you’re right. but seeing each other naked would’ve happened at some point anyway, y/n. if that happened to be now or some other time, it doesn’t really make a difference." he says and he’s right! it really doesn’t make a difference, but you weren’t prepared for this, you thought that would’ve maybe happened in a maybe more romantic way, not in the shower while you were washing away the results of the dirty dream you had about him, but it’s too late now anyway. you cannot change that now, he is standing right here in front of you. "yeah, you’re right." you huff. he gives you an assuring smile when you look at him again which makes you feel better so you return it.
"i haven’t even looked anywhere else except for your eyes. if that makes you feel better - even though i really want to." he says, squeezing your wrists.
and it does make you kinda feel better "same." you smile. should you let him look? you wonder. what he said earlier was right, you going to see each other naked at some point anyway, so why not let him get a look now and get it over with. you bite your lip as you think, and the sight makes jungkook go crazy. all he wants to do is slam your body against the hard cold tiles and fuck you stupid. but once again, he fights back and holds still. "y-you.. you can look if you want?" you say suddenly which startles him, though it sounding more like a question.
"are you sure?" he asks, making sure he was hearing you right. you nod at him, still biting that damn lip of yours. "use you words, y/n. i need to hear you say it."
"if you want… then you can look" you say quickly
and he shakes his head.
"not if i want, y/n. do you want me to look?" he asks looking into your eyes to see if you really want this.
"….yes." you whisper.
and that’s all jungkook needed to hear. as soon as the words left your mouth his eyes wandered down your body. he looked you up and down with prying eyes, almost as if he discovering a woman’s body naked all over again. even though he has seen a numerous amount of naked women in his life. but for jungkook it felt like it was, your body wasn‘t even comparable to all the other woman he has seen before. your skin looked so smooth, your curves, your hips, your legs everything was perfect, so perfect that he couldn’t believe your were all his. your breast were sitting on your chest perfectly. - everything about you was so perfect he thought. so perfect and your were all his.
his bold staring made your body heat up and slowly the warm aching between your legs returned, never has a man looked at you in this way, never has a man even seen you naked before, and now here you are. it all happened so quick.
jungkook’s eyes kept admiring the art that was in front of him. his eyes slowly went down lower your body where his eyes stopped down at your pussy. you felt your cheeks heat up even more from him looking at your private part and embarrassingly you crossed your legs. to hide from his prying eyes and desperately trying to get some friction to ease the ache.
jungkook bit his lip, noticing what you were doing immediately. he took a deep breath trying to calm himself down, as all the blood in his body rushed to his cock. he just couldn’t take it anymore. he waited for this moment so long already. he needed to touch you, now.
"can i touch you - please let me touch you, y/n." he asks in a desperate voice. you‘re a little taken aback by his sudden question.
and you nod.
"say it." he say, breathing harshly. trying to control himself.
"you can touch me, jungkook." you tell him. being as desperate for him to touch you as he was.
and he wastes no time. his hands leave your wrists and they slowly start tracing up your arm, leaving you with goosebumps everywhere his skin touches yours. your eyes follow his hands every movement as they trace almost every part of your body. your body feels hot as you start getting flashbacks of the dream you had earlier and all you can think about is him, his lips, his touch, his scent, his naked body in front of you, it makes your head spin.
your deep in thoughts when he suddenly grabs your left boob and squeezes it. you gasp definitely not expecting him to do that.
he takes a sharp breath in. "fuck. i wanted to do that ever since i stepped foot in this fucking shower." he admits, now palming both of your boobs. you let out a soft whine as his warm hands continue to squeeze your breasts. you didn’t know something as simple like this would feel this good.
"fuck. let me hear that again." he tells you, looking at you with hooded eyes before they move down to your lips, still squeezing your breasts with his large hands. you let out a small moan, while squeezing your legs even tighter, desperately trying to create some friction.
jungkook let’s out a groan at the sight in front of him, your not making this any easier for him and his dick. his hands move from your breasts down to your hips, pulling you closer to him. your chest touches his and you both take in a deep breath at the contact.
his face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath against your lips.
suddenly he leans his head to the side, moving closer to your face. you lips slightly touch before jungkook finally kisses you. the butterfly’s in your tummy are going crazy and your head starts to spin. this is so different from that one kiss you’ve shared before. this once is way more intimate, way more emotions and way more desperate.
jungkooks hands move from your hips towards your ass, squeezing it so good it makes you moan into the kiss. your own hands wander around his body, touching him for the first time since he has joined you in the shower. jungkooks muscular chest feels hard against your hands as you explore every single part of it.
your hands move up his face cupping his cheeks to deepen the kiss before they move to the back of his neck, grabbing his hair, slightly pulling it, the action makes jungkook moan. and you swear the sound alone made you wetter than you’ve ever been.
"let me touch you, baby. let me make you feel good." he says, chasing your lips. not wanting to stop kissing you. your lips are so soft and he wonders what they would feel like around his dick. he thoughts are going crazy. all because of you.
he pushes you even closer to him wanting you too feel his hard dick, wanting you to feel what you’re doing to him. his hard dick touches your stomach and he whines at the contact. all he wants to is fuck your tight little hole until you cry out his name. "let me touch you like you touched yourself that one time in the library, baby." you only half listened to his words too focused on his dick rubbing against you to notice the words that just left his lips.
"touch me, jungkook. please." you whine desperately.
jungkook moves fast, his hands are on your pussy in no time. grabbing your pussy roughly, making you moan. "open your legs for me, baby." he whispers into your ear. you obey right away and open your legs for him. giving him access to your untouched pussy.
"good girl." he says, kissing your neck, which makes you shudder.
his fingers leave your private part to gently caress your hips, your bum, your inner thighs. so, so close to your pussy that it makes you crazy. his pointer finger grazes clit slightly and you think he’s finally about to touch you, but he doesn’t. he keeps tracing your thighs, ever so often leaving feather light on touches on that one spot where you want him to touch you the most.
he’s teasing you and he enjoys it. he enjoys the look on your face everytime you think he’s finally about touch you and finally make you feel good. he’s enjoying all of this.
you whine when you can’t take it anymore. "jungkook, please do something."
"so eager. aren’t you, baby. so eager to finally have something between your legs.“ he whispers softly into your ear.
you nod at his words and he smirks in responds. his fingers start tracing your pussy when he stops at your clit, where he slowly starts to rub circles on your bundle of nerves and that alone makes you moan. "you like that, don’t you?" he says with hooded eyes and a grin on his face. you quickly nod. "ugh yes." you answer him.
"fuck, your so beautiful, baby." he moans, moving down to your hole collecting your wetness before he moves back up to your clit picking up the speed. "you looked so hot that day at the library." he says, but you barely listen. how could you when he’s abusing your clit so deliciously. "i just couldn’t look away. i wanted to, i promise, y/n." he continues. "but seeing you there, legs spread, touching yourself, fuck! it’s like you wanted me to watch." he says, sliding his finger down your hole where he carefully starts pushing a finger in. the feeling of having something inside of you was weird at first , it was a weird feeling that you weren’t used to, but you did not try stop him. to eager for pleasure.
a little while after it started to feel good, so good you moaned out in pleasure as he continued abusing your tiny hole.
"you looked so pretty pleasuring yourself, how could i ever look away from that… i just couldn’t help it. you got me so hard that day, fuck - all i wanted to was to fuck you on that table, have you screaming my name, until that’s the only thing you know, but i knew i couldn’t do that. so i jerked off while watching you, like a fucking creep, imagining how your tight hole would feel squeezing my dick." he moans. "you don’t know hard i came that day, baby. just by thinking about it." he tells you, you let out a moan of his name in respond. he was making you feel so good. all you could focus on was the pleasure he’s giving you, it feels so good, but you want more.
"ugh, more, i need more, jungkook." you whine.
"you need more? want me to stretch out your little hole with my fingers, huh?" he says, pushing a second finger in, pumping his fingers in and out of you with so much speed. "oh, fuck!" you moan out in pleasure. the pleasure he’s giving you could not even be compared to the pleasure you have given yourself.
"jungkook, baby. ugh - feels so good." jungkook grins at that. you look so fucking hot like this, the way your breast bounce up and down by the movements of his hand. his head reaches forward, taking on of you breast into his mouth, sucking on it, while his other hand comes up and squeezes the other. he’s making you feel so so good, it doesn’t take long for you to feel the knot in your abdomen to start forming. "i - im gonna c-cum." you stuttered.
"yeah?" he asks, as he starts pump his finger even faster into you.
"let go, baby. let me hear you make those beautiful sounds." he says, rubbing his thumb on your clit.
that’s all you need to let go.
your pussy is clenching and cumming all over his fingers. jungkook kept pumping his fingers into you until you couldn’t take it anymore. "t-too much." you tell him and he grins, pushing his fingers into you a few more time before taking his fingers out of you, whine at the empty feeling. jungkook watches you as he takes his fingers into his mouth , tasting you while he hums at the taste. before he removes his fingers out of his mouth and points them to lips.
"open up, baby." he tells you. and you do as he says.
he sticks his fingers into your mouth. "taste yourself." he tells you. you close your lips around his fingers. he moans at the way you’re sucking at his fingers, as he feels his cock twitch. he was so focused on making you feel good that he totally forgot about his aching boner.
you follow his eyes down his cock, and you gasp at the sight or at the size, or both, you’re not sure. jungkook laughs at your reaction.
"what? never seen a dick before?" he asks with a chuckle as he removes his fingers out of your mouth. you shake your head as you can feel your cheeks heating up. - well, obviously you haven’t seen a dick before.
he starts giving his dick a few lazy strokes and he lets out a soft moan at the sensation it’s giving him. "let me help you." you say, as you reach out your hand, but he stops you before you could touch him. "you don’t have to. this was about you, about you feeling good, not me." he tells you, while still stroking his cock.
"are you sure?" you ask.
"yes. don’t worry about it."
"okay." you say, letting you shoulders fall.
he laughs at that. "come on, let’s get you cleaned up and get out of the shower. you can make me feel good another time." he says, kissing you one last time before he turns the shower back on.
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you’re currently in the dressing room trying on different dresses for tonight’s ball. the maids squeeze you into on dress after another, wanting to find you the best dress for tonight’s occasion.
it’s aramella‘s yearly ball that jungkooks holds every year at his palace. you’re really looking forward to it since this is your first ever ball. you’re curious to know how it’s been decorated, you’re curious to know how it will go, you’re curious to know how many people are coming and who is coming - even though you probably don’t know any of them. you’re curious to know how it will go. but you’re most excited about the food, knowing that maria probably cooked all kinds of delicious food. you’re just so excited.
you’re being pressed into what feels like the hundredth dress and you swear you can hear your rib cage cracking from how tight it’s been tied at your back. you can hear gasping behind you and all the maids claim that is the perfect dress for tonight when they step back to take a better look at you. you turn around to look at yourself in the mirror and you immediately agree to what they said. it is the perfect dress. it’s a light blue dress and it looks perfect on you. it matches your skin tone and your hair color well, it hugs your body perfectly and your happy with the maids choices.
"what do you think, your majesty?" the older maid standing by your side asks.
"i love it!" you smile, admiring yourself in the mirror. she claps excitingly in responds. "ah, great! im sure the king will love it just as much as you do."
"now let’s hurry up and get you out of it. we still have a much more to do, and you still need to take a bath and get yourself all ready for tonight." she tells you, already untying the strings at the back and you can finally breath again.
-
you took a nice hot bath and relaxed a bit before you started washing your body. you wanted to stay in the warm bath much longer, not wanting to get out and get greeted by the cold air.
the weather has gotten so much colder the last few weeks since winter started to approach and you hated nothing more than that. you did not like the cold, you did not like the rainy wet days, you did not like always having to dress warm so you wouldn’t catch a cold, you did not like not being able to sit out in sun and relax, you did not like anything about it. the only thing you enjoyed about was being able to lay in bed all cuddled up while wearing fuzzy socks and being cuddled against jungkook, but that was it.
you quickly got dressed into own of your gowns. you did not look for something nice to wear since you had to change again anyway. you were brushing you hair when jungkook came into the room.
"there you are." he says as he approaches you. "was looking for your pretty face everywhere." he admits, standing behind you, hands on your shoulders lightly massaging them. "why were you looking for me?" you ask as you relax against his touch.
he shrugs. "just wanted to see you." he tells you, looking at you through the mirror. you smile at him.
jungkook has been so nice to you lately, more than usual and it makes you happy. he used to be so cold to you, but these days that has changed. he leans down to kiss your neck, which creates goosebumps on your skin immediately it reminds you of that day in the shower everytime he touches you like this and you won’t admit it, but you secretly wish he would touch you like that again.
"are you excited for tonight?" he asks you, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck down to your exposed shoulder. "i am." you nod and look at him. you can feel him smiling against your skin. "i’m glad." he says, giving you one last kiss before he stands up straight. "i still have a few things to do, but i’ll see you tonight." is the last thing he says before giving you one last kiss before he makes his way towards the door.
"see you tonight." you smile.
-
you were on your way to the ball with jungkook by your side, holding his left forearm.
he‘s wearing a light blue suit that matches your dress. though his being a way lighter blue than yours, almost looking white if you weren’t looking closely enough. but you cannot forget the signature gold buttons that decorated the front of his suit. he’s looking extremely handsome tonight.
there were already a lot of people there you when both you and jungkook entered the ball. you weren’t expecting so many people to be here. i mean, you knew a lot of people would come, but not this many and it wasn’t even all of the guests yet. you felt a little overwhelmed.
jungkook did not leave your side once, standing close next to you the whole time. even when he was having various conversations with people, always staying by your side, rubbing small circles on the back of your hand with his thumb while you two hold hands or having his hand rest at your lower back, dangerously close to your ass.
it wasn’t until an older approached you, who introduced him as king of meldonia to you that jungkook had left your side. the older man has asked him to speak to him more privately, meaning jungkook had to leave you alone even though he really did not want to.
so here you were, left alone not knowing what to do once you were left alone. you hoped jungkook would came back to you soon and no one would come up to you and try to talk to you since you sucked at keeping conversations alive let alone with royal people.
but luck really wasn’t on your side today was it?
"y/n."
you turned around as a familiar voice called out your name. you were immediately greeted by seokjin, king of caspian as he was already standing in front of you.
he stood in front of you with an adoring smile decorating his face. "it’s a pleasure seeing you again miss, y/n." he says as he reaches out his hand to you.
"oh! hello." you greeted him as you layed your hand in his. him being the gentleman that he was, pulled both your hands to his face, where he gave a delicate kiss on the back of your hand which lasted a little bit too long for your liking.
you quickly took your hand back once he let go, maybe a little too quick judging by the look on his face. "i was not expecting to see you here tonight." you tell him, he gives you a soft chuckle at that.
"oh, really? how is that?" he asks amused.
"i don’t know - well, to be honest, i didn’t know who i could expect here tonight." you chuckle a nervously. "i mean, i barely know anyone here expect for you, your highness. i think you’re the only person that i actually know here, except for jungkook, of course." you nervously tell him, picking on your nails out of habit.
he laughs and takes a step closer to you. now only standing centimeters away from your body. which makes you slightly uncomfortable so you take a small step back, hoping he doesn’t notice it.
"i attend aramella’s ball every year, y/n." he chuckles. "of course you can not know this though, since you haven’t been here before. but it’s okay. it’s also okay that you don’t know anyone here, they are not important. you know me, i thinks that’s more than enough." he says, cocky tone to his voice.
you laugh uncomfortably not knowing what you should say in response.
"you have gotten so much prettier since the last time i’ve seen you." he say suddenly, taking a step closer to you again. "it’s a shame you’re a married woman." he tells you with wandering eyes. "if only i had gotten my hands on you first." he says, lightly caressing your arm.
you feel extremely uncomfortable right now.
you desperately wish for jungkook to come back. where the hell is he?
you just let out a uncomfortably chuckle.
"may i excuse myself? i am not feeling very well." you quickly come up with a lie.
"yes. of course. is everything alright?" seokjin asks you as his hand leaves your arm to come up to your forehead to check your temperature.
"yes!" you say almost a little to quick moving your head away from his hand. "i think i just to sit down for a bit and rest." you bow to him and turn around to get away from him as fast as possible.
you find yourself in one of the laundry rooms as your close the door behind yourself letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. that was a really weird encounter you had with king seokjin. what did he mean "if only i had gotten you first" he is such a creep.
your hear the door opening and your head turns so fast you swear you almost broke your neck. "oh my god! you scared me." you say with your hand on your chest as you see it was jungkook.
he chuckles. "sorry. i did not mean to - what are you doing here? i was looking for you." he asks you he as he closes the door and comes closer to you. "i don’t know." you sigh. "i just needed a little break."
he looks at you worried. "why? do you not like the ball? you were so excited for it."
"no! it is really nice. i- i just.."
"what is it?" he asks. "tell me."
you sigh. " i just had a really weird encounter with king seokjin, and it made really uncomfortable so i quickly made up a excuse so i could leave." you confess
jungkooks gaze hardens. "what did he do? did you he touch you, my love? cause is swear if he did i -" he stops himself from saying another word. not wanting to scare you away again.
you shake your head. "no." you say softly. "i mean, yes. he stroke my arm which i did not like, but it wasn’t that." you let out a breath.
"continue, y/n."
"he has said something really weird to me. if only he had gotten me first. what does he mean by that, jungkook?" you ask him looking up at him.
he clenches his fists looking away from you, into the dark window. "he must be mad!" he says angrily. "how dare he says something like this to my wife at my ball." he breathes sharply. "i will make sure he shall never speaks another word again." he rumbles in anger as he’s trying to leave but you stop him as you reach for his arm.
"jungkook, no. don’t." you tell him as he turns around to look at you. "don’t do anything. you don’t have to."
"y/n, he is not allowed to speak to you like that. you’re my wife. i will not allow that."
you sigh. "fine. go speak with him, but please do not do anything stupid. promise me!"
"i promise." he says through gritted teeth. you smile at giving him a hug, feeling his tensed body.
jungkook scares you when he’s like this. but you try not to show it.
-
jungkook called the ball off after what you have told him. he was mad at himself that he wasn’t there for you when seokjin approached you. he was at seokjin for speaking like that with his wife. he wanted to hurt him but he had promised you that he would do anything. i mean he could he hurt him behind your back and make sure you will never find out, but he won’t do that. he will go have a chat with him about it but he if he says something stupid he is not sure if he can control himself.
jungkook is getting distracted by you as you come out of the bathroom in nothing but a night gown, a really short one, so short he can almost see that your not wearing any underwear underneath. you know you chose the right choice of clothing when you him you see him eyeing you up and down.
"you look beautiful."
you smile. "thank you, you too." you confess as you go to lay down, but he catches you, sitting you down on his lap. you gasp in surprise.
"jungkook!" you slap him against his chest. "stop scaring me like that."
he laughs at you. he laughs sounds beautiful. like music to your ears. "i am sorry. i could not resist." he tells you, tucking a hair behind your ear.
"don’t let what seokjin said get to your head, okay? - he’s always been like that, a little weird." he laughs again and you join.
"i won’t. it just caught me a little off guard, the way he was acting and what he said. it was a little weird." you repeat and he laughs again. "yea.. come on let’s go to bed. it’s late." he says, picking you up and laying you down on the bed, hovering over you. he leans down to your ear. "the next time you’re not wearing underwear to bed, i won’t be able to control myself, darling." he whispers into your ear, making you gasp. he gets up from the bed with a smug grin on his face.
"im gonna go wash up and then i will join you in bed."
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i know i haven’t updated in a really long time and i’m not even sure if anyone will still read majesty but i hope you enjoy the new chapter anyway:)
Warning; bullying, violence, Kisses....? I guess ..
Summary; Jeon Jungkook is your bully. But doesn't like the thought of someone else bothering you let alone hit you.
Jeon Jungkook. The man that feels like he's destined to make your life miserable and is actually successfuly doing so. You always thought he must be a psycho, out of his damn mind to bully people in college.
The man never cuts you some slacks. The classic smacking your books out of your hand and sending your papers flying around in the hall ways was his daily religious ritual. His assignments were yours to complete, no matter how exhausting. Whatever he orders, you're obligated to do.
You sometimes would wish you'd go back in time to change what you did even though it was the right thing to do. You stood up to Jungkook when he was bullying an innocent boy along with his stupid friends. Ever since then, it was never the same. And as much as you wanted helping that poor boy and you tried, you wished you had stayed hidden to avoid the never ending trouble you are still in to this day.
Libraries. The quiet place you get some peaceful reading aren't so peaceful anymore. He had dropped a damn living spider in your hair causing you to shoot up from your seat abruptly and tried to shaking it off your hair as you screamed on top of your lungs. Turns out, it was fake. He held his stomach, trying hard not to fall off his chair as he laughed so hard while you got kicked out.
Cafeterias aren't a safe place too. Like when he flipped the tray of food all over you as he walked by chuckling as if it was nothing was his normal routine.
Waking up everyday to go to class has been a dreadful experience so far. Or at least until you make it into one. The only time you feel like you could breath a little is when your in class. You were a freshman and he's a third year student so you never had the same class. That's why you started to spend a little more time in class just to catch a break and it was also the reason why Jungkook spread rumors about you sleeping with your professor to get the grades that you got for studying your ass off day and night. It was just traumatizing.
You had thought you'd live the aesthetic college life you dreamed of since highschool ended. But no. Not when Jeon freaking Jungkook was alive.
Gums he'd stick in your hair, trip you over so you'd fall face first, the lies he tells to get you in trouble. It was getting way out of hand but whose gonna tell on Jeon Jungkook? Unless they desperately have a death wish.
Half of freshman year has passed with you leading a horrible life so far. You've definitely decided to transfer to anywhere after the year ends at this point.
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An ordinary day for you as you let you dark long hair cover you, books clutched in your arms tight, back pack slung over your shoulders as you walked down the hall head held down with your friend beside you continously ranting about something you quiet didn't hear.
*bump*
You crash into a big figure. You sighed thinking it's Jungkook. But you were terribly wrong. You looked up only to find another face. Infuriated one. You looked down to see he was holding an open soda. Which has also spilled all over his white shirt.
"What the fuck?" He spits at you.
"Im- I'm so sorry- I didn't- I wasn't looking"
He takes step towards you giving you a dirty look. "Hey, she apologized. Move along retard" your friend defends you.
"T'fuck did you just call me?" He turns to her and grabs her by the collar of her shirt.
"Hey! Stop it!" You tried defending but-
*SMACK!!*
One back handed slap right across your cheek sent you flying straight to the floor. You felt dizzy from the harsh blow you received. The hall way went silent after gasps where heard here and there. Your vision begin to blurr. Hot tears streamed down your cheek as the man finally let's go your friend and walks over you.
"What the fuck? What was his problem anyway? He got some anger issues or something? Who hits a girl?" Your friend says as you were both sat down in lecture hall waiting to begin the class. Your metal bottle of water on your cheek to ease the stinging pain and burning sensation.
"It's my fate" you chuckled.
"*tsk* girl shut up! We are definitely reporting that psycho. This stupid bullying needs to stop" she shakes her head and scoffs making a mental note for later.
Everyone stole glances at you at school that day as they whispered to eachother. They were surprised that you actually made it alive. You were at the cafeteria to eat lunch. You expected the same bullying there as you held your tray to make it to your table. You peacefully did and it was a miracle.
You did not glance at Jungkook to notice the unusual concerned look he was giving you. But then he was red. In boliong rage as he sat among he's group of friends who were unusually quiet. His eyes followed you as you sat with your friend, long black hair covering your small face and the trauma it has received earlier.
In the midst of your conversation you looked up when you felt a preense and you saw Jungkook towering over you. To say he was infuriated would be a completle and utter understatement. You looked at him back at your friend and back at him as you swallowed.
You were scared. You tried to think what went wrong. What you had done.
"Oh" you say as it clicked and fish through your bag to find the papers "I-Ive done the assignment" you say innocently handing him the papers. Just like always the paper went flying from your hands but this time it was technically his not yours. Frowning a little you got up to collect them but he sat you right back down as he also sits down facing you before pulling you closer to him. You thought you were going to recive another blow today and shilded yourself holding your hands up while squeezing you eyes shut.
"Let me see!" He growls grabbing your face and pushing you hair behind your ear to observe the giant red mark evidence of what he had been hearing the whole morning. His jaw clenched as your tears threaten to spill. His chest heaved with each breath he took and you were finally out of his grasp. Through your blurred vision you could see his figure storming toward the group of guys and picked the one that looked quiet familiar to you. And before you knew it, he was throwing his fists like there was no damn tmorrow.
Few seconds into the fight and a crowd formed around, some students jumped in to separate the two before they killed eachother. Or rather before Jungkook killed him because even though he did take some blows, it was nothing compared to the damage he had done.
You suddenly feel light headed, witnessing the incident that unfolded before you. "Oh my god" was the last thing you whispered before the darkness consumed you completlety and you fell to the floor.
It took your friend a couple of seconds to pull her eyes off the men. She looks to the side and you weren't there where you stood seconds ago. She looks down to see you laying lifeless on the floor.
"Oh my God! Y/n!"
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You woke up feeling your head aching. You shifted a little before your eyes open to stare at the white ceiling above you. You blink a few times before you pull yourself up and observed your surrounding. Your eyes widen as you found yourself in a completley unfamiliar room, laying on a bed.
You looked around completley baffled by your current situation. You scan around the room. The walls were painted black and the room had a quiet dark aesthetic. But the question was, why were you here?
After ganing full conciouness, you pull yourself off the bed and got up to investigate.
"Careful" you hear a strangely familiar voice. Head snapping towards its direction. And..Jungkook? "You should seat down"
"Wait-What? Who- Why am I- Why are you-? " You couldn't form a proper sentence.
"You passed out, princess" he plainly says and walks toward you where you took a step back as you felt him get closer.
"Here's an idea, how about you spare my life?" You say with a nervous smile. But he only sighs and grabs your wrist. He pulls you towards the bed before he sits you down on the edge. "Do not... move" he says before he leaves the room once again.
So many questions left unanswerd as you sat there afraid and awaited for something to happen. Jungkook was back with an ice pack in his hand. He pulled his chair so he was sat right infront of you. He gently placed the cold pack on your head. The spot you hit as you fell to the floor.
You were utterly confused by Jungkook's sudden behavior. He was acting kind? Towards you?
"What happened?" You ask.
"I told you. You passed out" he says retrieving his hands away "I guess you couldn't handle watching me beat him to death huh" he smirked before placing the ice pack on your head again.
Your eyes widen as you begin to recall the whole situation. He actually did beat a man almost to death and you wonder why he sat here as if nothing happened and why he wasn't in any trouble at school.
"I- I need to leave" you say as he thought he might actually be a psycho.
"You're not leaving, baby. Not unless I make sure you're alright and that dumb fuck is taken care of" he says.
"And since when do you care? Last time I checked, you're not any different than he is" you finally muster up the courage to say which caused him to shot up from his seat and run his fingers through his hair, rage slowly building up.
"That's different, princess, I never lay a finger on you" He explains. As if that makes it okay for him to do what he had done to you all along. And you could've told him that but you were still scared of him so you didn't want to poke the bear.
"Have you eaten anything lately? You look so weak" he squats down infront you and places hand on your for head to check on your temperature then down to your cheek as his thumb rubs circles soothingly.
From some reason your heart skips a beat and your stomach forming knots "Come here" he says not waiting for your answer as he takes your hand in his and pull you out of the room.
He told you to sit on the couch while he brings you food. Minutes pass by and he was seated infront of you with ramen in his hands. "Open up" he orderd. He was actually going to feed you.
"How can I be sure you did not posion that?" You say squinting your eyes at him. Jugkook sighs and rolls his eyes before shoving the noodles on the chopsticks into his mouth. He then begins to feed you. He'd whipe your lips with his thumb whenever you got something on it. He'd push you hair behind your ear and observe you preety face.
Who is he and what has he done with Jungkook? You think to yourself as you were seated there feeling like you're looking at a whole new person. He was taking care of you. And he is your bully, who finds pleasure in making you suffer.
"What's wrong?" He searches for your eyes as you zone out into space "Y/n!"
You suddenly feel a wave of overwhelming emotions hitting you all at once and the urge to leave. "I need to l-leave" you get out of your seat and decide to find your way out of wherever the hell you were.
"Y/n , wait!" He chases behind you.
"Where's my shoes?" You asked but didn't waste another second to wait for his reply determined to leave bare foot if you had to.
"Y/n" he calls once again, softly as his hand grab onto your wrist and pull you back to him. You slammed into his chest.
"Kiss me" he says breathlessly.
"W-What?" You stutter.
"Please?" He pleads with doe eyes as his hand wrap around your waist to pull you more closer if that was even possible.
Before you know it, Jungkook leans down to capture your lips in his. And now he was kissing you? His lips were so soft as he desperately continues to glide them against yours. The lack of oxygen reaching your brain made you feel light headed and your knees weaken. If it wasn't for his strong arms keeping you in place, you would've fallen.
You pushed his chest a little, finally separating your lips and gasping for air. "I'm so sorry Y/n. I'm sorry for everything I put you through" he whispers eyes closed against your lips. Your small hands made their way to cup his face, thumbs dragging down his redden bottom lip.
"Jungkook...." You whisper and he almost let out a whimper at how right it sounded to hear his name coming from your mouth. "I- I can't do this"
He weaknes at your words. He was hurt but tries his best to keep himself collected. "Okay" he says and moves out of your hold before walking away hand gripping into his hair.
You stood there for a second, processing what had just happened and you turned to leave but you stopped at your tracks when you hear drawers being open and slammed shut. You wanted to leave again but you were concerned so you just wanted to check on him.
Walking back, you find him in the kitchen as he gulps down a glass full of alcohol like it was water.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?" You question feeling a bit concerned at his behavior.
"The fucking door is that way Y/n, leave!" He demands.
"What did you excpect? For me to forgive you so easily? Incase you haven't noticed you've made my life a living hell for half a year" You point out.
"Your absolutely right! I'm the monster here. Nobody argued so please just leave and I won't bother you again-" The man was boiling with utter rage. He did take hits for you, fought for you and took care of you even though It was for one day. But maybe that wasn't enough for your forgiveness. "-ow! fuck" he curses as the glass completley shatters to pieces in his hand from the way he had a grip on it. A piece cut his palm a little. That's how mad the man was.
"Jungkook!" You rush over to see his injured hand.
_
You were almost done cleaning up his wound. It wasn't that bad but it scared you. It also took you a few to drag his ass to the couch because he was so damn stubborn.
"Stop acting like you care Y/n" he says earning a deep chuckle from you.
"I didn't say that and you're my bully" you comment.
"Whatever" he rolls his eyes, head leaned back on the couch.
"There you go. All done. Make sure you don't hold glasses too hard next time" you say with a chuckle and placed a peck on the band aid. He cups your face and pulls you close.
"God you're so beautiful" he breaths.
"And you, my friend, are very complicated" you smile trying to maintain concerned look.
You felt the soft bed against you back as he slowly lays you down, hovering on top and not breaking the kiss. He was gentle and passionate with his kiss and was hard for him to separate from your lips for the past ten minutes.
He kept peppering your whole face with kisses whilst you giggled. You both spent the rest of the night talking while laying in bed. Just you and Jungkook and things you never knew about eachother. Every now and then he'd get close and peck your lips before he continues to talk. His heart would flutter whenever your eyes shined as you talked about things that you loved. You had never thought you'd connect deep to this level with whom you thought was your worst enemy.
"You're not a monster, Kookie" you whisper in a sleepy voice, your eyes closed and you laid there on your chest.
Jungkook beams with smile and turns to look at you, carefully studying your beautiful features and the way you look cute laying on the side of your face.
"What did just call me?" He asks but you were already going into a deep slumber. He leaned in to kiss you once more. "What are you doing to me Y/n-ah"
𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Between a game of truth and dare, you are now dating your seven closest friends for a whole week. All to decide who is the best boyfriend of them all.
⏤𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: y/n x OT7
⏤ Au: [bestfriends!ot7 ]
⏤𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, smut
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“Get fucked,” Taehyung gasps, “You prefer pistachio over mint chocolate?!”
“That’s my opinion” Namjoon shrugs before finishing his beer.
The room is filled with laughter thanks to Taehyung’s dramatics, everyone enjoying the first night of holidays.
“Okay, your turn Tae” Jimin says between laughter while everyone calms down from the small laugh attack.
Playing truth or dare is something you and the guys did every Sunday afternoon. You all gathered together and had some drinks and food while you celebrated another successful week of hard work, it was almost like a ‘family day’ between you and your closest friends.
Everyone’s work schedule has been packed, meaning you worked for weeks and weekends on ends. However, high season is finally over, and your work has finally given all of you a whole week of vacation.
“Taehyung, truth or dare?” Jin asks, the slur of his words letting you all know that he had already drunk past his alcohol limit.
“Dare,” he smirks as he sends a cheeto flying and then catches it with his mouth.
“I dare you…” Jin hesitates, “to kiss Yoongi on the mouth!”
The room exploded with laughter once again, everyone giggling.
Everyone except Yoongi.
“You guys dare him to do this every sunday!” Yoongi complains, as he scrunches his nose in denial, tired of Tae’s secret agenda to make every single one of the guys like him.
“Don’t act like you dont enjoy it Yoongi” Hobi laughs as he claps in excitement sitting up on the single couch, waiting patiently to watch the kiss.
This was indeed, an every week occurrence. The guys love to joke around and have a good time, and Yoongi was always the target of pranks, jokes and dares.
“One of these days I’m going to dare you to marry me” Tae laughs as he leans forward and pecks his friend on the lips, everyone dying from laughter as Yoongi wipes his lips with his shirt.
“That’s very illegal, Taehyung,” Yoongi laughs.
“But Tae, you didn’t even let him hold your hand back in Hawaii!” Namjoon complains, making Tae roll his eyes.
You take a quick moment to look at your friends, how they are relaxed in their seats with big smiles and squinted eyes thanks to all the alcohol you’ve consumed today. Your eyes linger on Jimin, who is sitting on the floor right across from you, struggling to breathe as he accidentally choked on his beer thanks to Namjoon’s commentary, Jin patting him on his back trying to help.
“That was back then, okay? I love my hyung now.” He pouts.
“Okay, It's y/n’s turn now!” Jungkook finally speaks after being on his phone selecting the music. “Y/n truth or dare”
“Oi, it's my turn to ask” Tae bumps his shoulder. “Y/n, truth or dare” he asks again, making you laugh.
“Uuhh, I’m going to go with…truth!” You smile victoriously, knowing they wanted you to pick a dare.
“You always pick truth!” Jimin complains, all of them booing you for ruining the mood and being ‘boring’.
“The game is literally ‘truth OR dare’, you can’t be mad that I chose one of the two options.” You shrug your shoulders before grabbing your cup and taking a sip of the very bitter cocktail hobi made for you.
“Okay,” Tae shrugs. His sassy self finally coming out after a few drinks. “Between all of us, who is your favorite?”
You choke on your drink and the room grows quiet.
“Tae you can’t ask that kind of thing!” Jin scolds him.
You look around to find seven pairs of eyes staring curiously, lowkey waiting to hear the answer, hoping it's their name that comes out of your mouth.
“Okay okay, I’ll change my question then.” He sits in silence and thinks for a bit. Taehyung’s eyes brighten, his lips twisting into a mischievous smile once Jimin leans in to whisper something in his ear, both of them nodding and giggling in agreement.
“Jimin, I could kiss you right now!” Tae screams, taking Jimin by his cheeks and placing a big smooch on his forehead. “Y/n…” he starts. “Who do you think, out of the seven of us, is the best boyfriend?”
“Oop,” You hear Hoseok exclaim next to you, covering his smile with his hand as they all look around the room, all eyes landing on you at the end.
You can feel your heart beating louder, scared that the alcohol and the tension will betray you and make your feelings too obvious.
“None of you. You’re all single,” You laugh nervously, taking the last sip of your drink and slowly placing it on the table in front of you. Trying to look as unbothered and as confident in your words. “You are all great friends though.”
“Not you friend-zoning us with a game question,” Jungkook whispers against his glass, huffing before taking a sip of the drink.
“Hypothetically speaking though,” Namjoon begins, “Who do you think would be a better boyfriend?”
The room grows quiet again, the background music becoming the only sound in the room as they all stare at you with curious expressions.
“I genuinely don’t know,” You say, sitting on the edge of your chair as you reach out for the juice,“I’ve only seen like… two of you in a relationship” you shrug, pouring the juice into your glass.
I think that's enough alcohol for the night, you think to yourself.
“It's not that serious, just answer who you think would be the best!” Jin exclaims with an annoyed tone, clearing his throat as he sits up straight and fixes his hair; getting ready to hear his name.
“I-don’t-know” You answer with the same tone. “I’d have to date you all to see who is the best boyfriend in my opinion” you joke, taking a sip of the juice as you snuggle back into your seat, hoping they will let the question go and move on with the game. “That’s my answer. Now, it’s Joon’s turn,” you quickly change the subject, and they get the message. Letting the question go to avoid making you uncomfortable.
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“Okay, last round everyone” Joon slurs between his teeth. The party was slowly dying down as the youngest ones were getting ready to head to the club, while the rest of you were getting ready to call the night over.
Everyone is now officially past their alcohol limit thanks to Jimin's ‘special shots’. You can feel your head spinning, the warmth on your cheeks and your tired letting you know it was time to go to bed soon.
However, you are not the only one in this state. Except for Namjoon, who stopped drinking after his fourth beer, everyone had bloodshot eyes and were struggling to keep a straight face.
“Y/n, truth or dare.” Yoongi asks this time, almost screaming, having no sense of tone as he sips the last drops from his whiskey.
You smile at his challenging smirk before mimicking his actions with your glass of water.
“Dare” You spit out before even thinking about it. Yoongi’s eyebrows shut up in surprise, a loud gasp coming from Jimin and Taehyung before laughing at their synchronicity.
“Guys this is it!” Jungkook screams, “We need to think of a good dare! We can’t let this moment pass.”
You laugh at their excitement, all of them whispering to each other as you stand up from your seat and head to the bathroom.
“I’ll give you some time to think,” You excuse yourself before stumbling your way down Namjoon’s hallway. Once you reach the bathroom, you let out a big sigh, your mind wandering as you struggle to pee.
You are not sure why you are so nervous about what they could come up to. You know the guys would never dare you to do something dangerous or incredibly stupid, but their imagination is limitless and you are sure the alcohol only intensifies it.
What if they dare me to bungee jump, or go skydiving?! You panic as you wash your hands, the anxiety starting to sober you up as you make your way back to the living room.
You walk into the room and feel confused, noticing how they are all reacting so differently at your arrival. Some of them are smiling excitedly while whispering to each other, others are deep in thought as they scroll into their phones, and Jungkook is completely zoned out.
His eyes shift to you as soon as you sit back down, everyone’s attention diverting back to you like they just saw a ghost. You clear your throat and sit yourself straight, trying to look confident and at ease as you look back at Yoongi, waiting for your dare to be announced.
Yoongi looks into your eyes for a second before smirking, sending chills down your spine in excitement and nervousness.
“So, we have discussed what to dare you to do,” he begins “and since you have failed to answer Taehyung’s question, we’ve decided to put it to the test and carry on a little… experiment.” He shrugs as he smiles. “We dare you to date us, and by the end of the week, you have to decide who is the best boyfriend.”
The room is dead quiet once he stops speaking, and you stare back at his nervous smile with your mouth agape.
“You can’t be serious right now” you laugh, feeling completely sober as you try to assimilate the words that just came out of his mouth.
“Why wouldn’t he be serious?” Namjoon frowns, his eyes glued to the phone between his hands.
“I can’t possibly date seven men at once!” You roll your eyes.
“You’re dating us individually,” Tae adds. “We each get twenty four hours to platonically date you, all you have to do is go on the dates.” he shrugs as he looks at you with curious eyes.
They begin to explain to you how the dare would work, all seven of them quickly agreeing to the challenge since they all wanted to be crowned as the best boyfriend.
You will be spending twenty-four hours under each guy’s care. They have to take you out on a date and demonstrate the type of boyfriend they would be throughout the day. Once the week is over, you’ll decide who is the best out of the seven.
You are in utter shock, finding it hard to believe that they all agreed on this, and they all seem excited to demonstrate their boyfriend material skills to their coworker and best friend, you.
You think about the amazing dates they might come up with, and between the alcohol, your hormones, and their clear excitement to date you (platonically of course), you end up thinking about how it would feel to kiss each one of them, the idea of even sleeping with them making you feel giddy.
You won’t lie, you have thought about it a few times.
Well a lot of times.
It was quite hard not to when you were best friends with seven of the most handsome, talented and attentive men out there. You have developed a small crush with every single one of them platonically, but the idea of having all seven of them for yourself and getting to experience how they treat their significant other makes you feel giddy inside.
“Fine, I’ll do it.” you sigh defeated. “You each have 24 hours to convince me that you are the best boyfriend, starting tomorrow.
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a/n: Hellooo! It's been a while! Sorry for going Mia but life has been wild these past months! Hope you enjoy this new piece im working on! I will try to post the first two dates this month!
Summary: “Your spiralling psyche combined both of those motivational quotes into your own, that you did not know then would dictate the tone of all your convoluted breakups.
If someone made you feel as if you were easily forgettable, then you would easily forget them.
And you, being you, took that quite literally. That day you looked straight into your ex-boyfriend’s eyes and with an unflinching, stone cold face said “I’m sorry, do we know each other?”
OR
The one where everytime you get dumped you pretend that you never met the guy before to mess with their heads. To the point that if you run into them somewhere you reintroduce yourself and act like you never seen each other before.
Enters fuckboy Jungkook who disappears after your night together, leaving in the middle of the night with no idea of how much he was about to regret that choice.
Pairing: JungkookXReader
Tags: Romance, Humor, Fluff, College AU, angst if you squint.
A/N: you know what they say: writer’s block? Start a new fic!
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Preview - Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss.
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Boys loved to forget about you, but hated finding out they were just as easily forgettable.
You learned this very early in your life, one of the many lessons your older sisters had passed on to you. You were barely a teenager back then but you remembered as if it was just yesterday, the memory of your sister Jane, with her glorious cocktail of middle child anger and a borderline anarchical emotional stance, placing her ringing phone in the freezer. Although you did not ask, she said “He ghosted me for like a week”.
“That does not explain the IPhonesicle you just made” you told her.
Jane shrugged “I texted his best friend and he did not like that” the noise kept coming from the refrigerator, muffled but still shrill “men do not like when you treat them the same way they treat you” she hummed, as if she had not just dropped a pearl of wisdom in your marker stained hands “go figure.”
At that time, you didn’t think much of it. You kept those words in the back pocket of your mind, not knowing then how much they would resonate in the future
There were many other things that your sisters said that subconsciously stuck with you - people say that older siblings are the blueprint and they couldn’t be more right. If Jane and Lizzie were blueprints, you were the unhinged engineer that took those plans and ran with it and whatever those two did it was guaranteed that you would take it to an unwarranted level. Your first heartbreak proved it true.
You were just sixteen and he was older, the perfect recipe for disaster. He filled your head with rehearsed lies about how mature you were for your age and how you were not like the other girls (he was right, you were worse). It was all fine and well and you basked in your ingenue stupidity up until you saw him in a deep examination of a senior cheerleader`s tongue at a random house party.
Oh, that tore you apart, the pain setting its claws deep in your heart. Hearing for so long how different you were made the realization of how replaceable you actually were to the male gaze much more hurtful. You climbed into Lizzie’s bed that night with mascara running down your face from all the crying you did, a couple of chocolate bars on one hand and hatred on the other. Lizzie - the oldest, less prone to dramatic affairs, much more prone to dangerous ones - listened quietly, as she always did. In the end, she cleaned your face with a makeup wipe, poured you a tiny glass of your mom’s wine that you should not be drinking and said “You are not replaceable and you are not stupid. You are young” she sipped from her own glass, much fuller than yours “Don’t think of that man as your ex. Think of him as a lesson learn. A mistake not to be repeated.”
At that age, sometimes your sisters seemed bigger than life. Sometimes it felt like they had been through everything and carried all the answers forward - it would be stupid not to listen to the life’s cheat sheet they carried.
So when Lizzie finished her night of advice (a rare occurrence, those nights, as Lizzie was not a talker) with the next few words, you listened and made them your own. “Remember, Y/N” she said “in this house, we do not forgive. Sometimes we forget. If someone reminds you, make them wish they didn’t”.
The next day, when your human shaped lesson of an ex showed up to your school to see you, your heart filled you with an overflowing amount of anger, threatening to drip from your eyes. He came up to you as if nothing had happened and the sight of him made you feel just as bad as when you saw him with that cheerleader - replaceable, forgettable. Frozen in your place, you didn’t move as he kissed your face. His touch made you feel sick and you wished you could erase the memory of it from your mind.
As if you had an epiphany or a spontaneous acid trip, your mind conjured collections of your sisters’ words and actions, mixing the things they taught and the things you watched them do for years. Elizabeth had told you to forget sometimes, but never forgive. Jane had told you how much reciprocity could be a bitch. Your spiralling psyche combined both of those motivational quotes into your own, that you did not know then would dictate the tone of all your convoluted breakups.
If someone made you feel as if you were easily forgettable, then you would easily forget them.
And you, being you, took that quite literally. That day you looked straight into your ex-boyfriend’s eyes and with an unflinching, stone cold face said “I’m sorry, do we know each other?”
Oh, that made him mad. After the initial confusion, he made a fuss and called you every name in the book. Everytime you assured him he never met you before he would call you crazy while having no idea of how right he was. But you kept your lie with your head held high, putting all the acting skills you had mastered in your years as the youngest sister to good use. And it just so happened that destiny and his lack of principles were on your side because in all the months you were a couple, you hadn’t told anyone. He spewed shit about how your love was a secret that it would be better kept, that people wouldn’t understand and would be way too jealous, that you didn’t have to prove your feelings to anyone. Of course you figured out that all those words were just his way of keeping himself single but at that moment those words were his demise.
And so he walked away and you added a new strategy to your playbook of how to make men lose their shit.
And it worked perfectly fine until you girlbossed a bit too close to the sun.
Steal from the rich and give to poor, does this include wives? While holding a evil billionaire’s wife for ransom, Our man of the hour begins to fall for the beautiful captive.
It's pushing midnight. Ugh! He promised me He wouldn't be late.
Aw! It's gorgeous tonight too. So much for "Date Night." Is it too much to ask for an adventure under the stars with the one you love? Apparently, It's as if I'm asking my celebrity crush to marry me and He's been dead for years so that's out the window. Guess It's the basic trio again; Me, Myself, and I...Oh, look who just arrived my special friend, Food-
" No, I must hold out until He gets home." but honestly who knows when He will show his face again. One time, He come back until mid-morning two days later.
"Yea, Screw it."
Crash!
Immediately, You took shelter under the kitchen island. You can't focus on hearing the intruder's footsteps, Your heart was beating too fast...As matter of a fact, It was dead silent,
Maybe it was just a stupid kid who ball scattered the window and not a creep coming to collect my organs.
You had a hunch the paranoia wasn't unnecessary yet you proceeded out of your hiding spot...and remarkably your insinuations were proven wrong with the visible evidence of a simple accident. A baseball, Glass, Giant footprint- Wait?!
"I'm sorry about this, Love."
You let a blood-curdling cry as your vision was reduced to pitch-black. A couple of minutes later, You woke up to the same emptiness-However two new additions emerged to your list of problems; You were bound and gagged.
“ I thought you said you only take expensive valuables! You know diamonds, Gems-not a woman!” The voice sound like an older gentleman; He spoke with a British accent that of the blue blood ages. “ Out of all the treasures in that devil’s mansion, You took this wife?! For god sake’s, man, What were you thinking!?”
Though your eyesight is constricted, the person to whom the man was fussing burned a hole through the blank fold.
“Listen, I have no intentions of harming her but I don’t know how else to take this bastard down-My only decision was to play dirty.”
The man huffed still not convinced. “ Well, Whatever your planing ensure not a hair is out of place on Mrs. Pendragon’s head! Or it’s your head!”
Slam!
“Alright, Mrs. Pendragon, like I said no harm will come to you if.. you behave.” His titter was a slap in the face along with a minty scent but nothing prepared you for the unveiling of your kidnapper.
You're eyes met a handsome young man probably edging in his late twenties. He smirked at your expression. " Remember you're married.”
He earned a scoffed out of you.
Choosing to not acknowledge his over self-flattery, instead, you asked. “ Why are you doing this?.. What do you expect to gain?”
“I want leverage-it’s playing dirty but it’s fair when it comes to men like your husband.” He explained, popping your personal space bubble. “ Mrs. Pendragon, You might not have the slightest clue as to who your husband really is-Hell, I’ll put money on you not even knowing his line of work.”
He got you there. You could only assume your hubby works in an office environment by his suit and tie uniform.
“You’re cute speechless.” He grinned.
“I wish I could say the same for you-“
Your sassy remark was cut short when his large hand squeezed your cheeks quite unpleasantly. “ Watch your mouth or I’ll-.” He bared in his teeth at you.
“ What do you think you're doing?!” The round man has returned this time with a gray briefcase. “Get your filthy hands off her.” He was quick to snatch the man by the collar. “ Do you not understand if there is a scratch on her we are as good as dead?! An eyelash from her cost more than the two of us combined!”
The bastard rolled his eyes as the round man rushed to your aid. " I'm very sorry about Mr. Kim, I guess where he comes from people lack in manners."
Kim?
"Listen, Mr.-?"
"Jonathan. Miss, Jonathan Clementine." Jonathan gently laid a kiss on your knuckles.
"Mr.Jonathan, Like I told the brute- I don't know what your taking to gain? My hubby hardly ever comes home he usually stays at the hotel across the street from his work. If you think I'm his main priority you would be wrong." You confessed yet you didn't seem upset by the truth this fact rubbed Mr.Kim the wrong way.
"Are you telling me He wouldn't give a damn if you were gone?!"
"No, More like he wouldn't notice right away."
"You got to be kidding me?! If I had a plump gorgeous lover at home like you, I would be running home."
Your face can't help but heat up at his forward remarks.
We have been together for 2 years and I never once put myself first. Never have I complaint about the way he acted towards me. I always made sure that he felt good, understood and looked after. I tried my best to make him feel loved and appreciated. Actually I never asked for anything in return and that‘s how it is. I knew what I got myself into when i met his cold self nearly 4 years ago. He was cold, distanced and closed of making it nearly impossible for anyone to get a glimpse of his inner thoughts. You know when you live with a feeling of incompleteness and darkness for a long time, that crushing feeling you feel deep in your stomach that makes it difficult to breathe. Every fiber of my body tried to tell me that something was of, but I just wasn’t ready to deal with it, i wasn‘t ready to face the naked truth. To be honest whenever he took me for granted, it felt like a ice cold thunderstorm that shook my heart to the core. Whenever he forgot an anniversary or date, i felt invisible and unimportant, like a ghost, unseen by him. Whenever he shut the door in front of my face because of some important work, i felt so utterly alone and useless.
One morning I woke up with a clear mind, all the cloudy fog in my head gone, making it so easy for me to understand what‘s lacking in our relationship. The most important thing in a relationship is the ability to give and take. The truth is I always gave and gave and gave, but he rarely gave me anything in return. He always took everything I had to give like it’s nothing. It’s so emotionally draining and tiring to try to make someone happy, but loosing yourself in the process. It felt like I suddenly woke up from some kind of trance. Making it so easy for me to understand, that this is not the way I want this relationship to go on. It‘s time to put myself first, to make myself a priority. How I‘m I supposed to make someone happy, while feeling absolutely devastating inside. Taehyung was well aware of the way you were behaving. You weren‘t as happy and bubbly like you used to be. You weren‘t clinging into him, trying to tease his everyday life out of him, just to know how his day went. You wouldn‘t kiss and hug him, to make sure that he knew, that you would wait for him with open arms, no matter how shitty his day went. One night he went home unusually late, he wasn‘t really motivated to get his work done on time. His biggest motivation to leave his job on time was you. Seeing your smiling face when you open the door, your questioning if he is alright, your caring for him was all he needed after a difficult day at work. This went on for nearly a week and he couldn‘t hold it anymore, he wanted to know what‘s wrong with you and why you were acting so unlike. He just really didn‘t know how to approach you.
You were so happy to have finally found the opportunity to continue reading your book, which you had started days ago. This was the perfect way, to escape the current situation you were in, with your boyfriend. Reading was your way to escape any worry or sorrow. He saw you peacefully reading your book looking breathtaking as always, your hair caresses your face, making it difficult for him not to reach for it. You really tried your best not to look at him, you knew that just one glance at him, would make you weak. „How much longer are you going to act like this?“ he asked trying to figure out how to start a conversation. „Hmm, what do you mean?“ i answered short, while I didn't take my eyes off my book for a second. To be honest i tried my best to look unaffected by his question. I had a mixed feeling about this, i know that he‘s always straightforward, but at the same time I was surprised by his question, not really thinking that he would care to the point that he would ask me about my behavior. „You are well aware what I mean by that.“ he countered with an authoritarian voice. „For days you are acting strange, you’re cold and distanced. So what on earth happened?“ he asked trying his best to keep his cool, he knew that the only way to reach you is by being calm and collected.
„Maybe that‘s the new me. I try my best to blend in with you 'cause I don't seem to get seen otherwise.“ i answered my voice nearly above a whisper, i tried desperately to look calm. „How exactly did you come up with this idea?“ he questioned getting a feeling that there is so much more behind those words you just spit. „You can‘t keep up with my cold behavior for some days but i put up with you for years. You know what, let me correct myself, you didn‘t even have to cope with me. No, that’s not the way you handle things, you ignore me whenever you feel like it. You ignore me whenever you feel like i don‘t fit the picture.“ i confessed, feeling anxious but also relieved that I finally could let my built up emotion flow like a river. But let me remind you that a river can‘t be tamed, it destroys everything that get‘s in its way mercilessly. He was hurt and confused, when did you bottle up all these emotions without him knowing. Taehyung was in loss for words, trying his best to form a right sentence. „You know that I had work to do. I didn‘t ignore you on purpose, i just thought that you need some time for yourself.“ he said trying to take my tiny hands in his. He longed for your touch, for your warmth, the only warmth that could make his stone cold heart feel something. You just couldn‘t let him touch you, his hands felt too cold in contrast to yours. At that moment he felt an indescribable emptiness, his heart pained. „Don’t you get it? It‘s not just about now. I try with my whole being to make you feel loved and looked after. Whenever you need a shoulder to lean on i‘m here for you. Whenever you need someone to talk to, i listen. Whenever you feel like everybody is against you, i stay right by your side not leaving you for a second. Whenever somebody hurt you, i felt the pain like it’s mine. Whenever you are happy, i feel the joy. Hell, I can't separate you from myself.“ i admitted out of breath feeling like i‘m about to explode with all these feelings of neglection and pain.
„I knew that this relationship would be hard, but I never in a million years could imagine it to be this hard.“ I said really hitting a nerve of his. It felt like his heart was breaking into a million pieces. This feeling was constricting him, as if he couldn't get any air to breathe. In this emotional state he felt like the only way to stop his heart from acing was by breaking yours. „If it's so hard with me, if i'm so abysmal bad why don't you leave me and redeem us both. Here is the fucking door.“ he pointed at the door, with each word he just spit he got louder and louder. You flinced because of his loud voice filled with pure venom. He never really shouted at you, he was a collected person, but in this situation he couldn‘t contain hisself.
„I can‘t leave you because I fucking love you, you’re still my person, even if you hurt me again and again. Maybe it's my fault because I can't love you less.“ i nearly yelled, my face covered in tears, I could no longer maintain the facade that I had built up. Taehyung couldn‘t hold it anymore and took you in his arms his hands reaching for your face trying to wipe all those tears away. He felt utterly devastated that he was the cause of these tears in your eyes. you hid your face in his neck, you tried in vain to calm down after your outburst. „Princess please look at me.“ he said in a soft voice, his heart breaking into two, the thing he hated most was seeing you cry. Your stunning eyes weren't meant to be filled with tears. „Princess please, i beg you, stop crying. Look at me.“ he begged his voice sounded like the perfect mixture of raspiness and gentleness making it impossible for me not to listen to him. I finally looked up, my puffy eyes meeting his. „I know how hard it can be with me, but believe me one thing i never took you for granted. Everyday when i get through the door and see your face, i feel like the luckiest man alive. You‘re everything I need and more. I‘ll try my best to become someone who deserves you. I love you way too much and I know i‘m selfish enough to not let you go, it’s impossible for me to live my life without you in it. But let me promise you one thing I will never let you feel the same way you felt this whole time. Princess you are my person, you complete me in the most perfect way.“ he confessed his voice filled with emotions meaning every word he just said. You couldn‘t be happier, that‘s what you needed the whole time, the feeling that there is a us and not just me in this world. „You are my person“ i answered with the certany that he knew the meaning behind these words.
