Sorry for skipping a day. 2026 is already weird. Next post will be a request, but just a head's up - it will be angsty. Please prepare accordingly.
Namjoon
Always wanting to ensure your relationship is an equal partnership, he begrudgingly lets you pay. However, later that night, when you're sitting side-by-side in bed, scrolling on your phones, you get a notification. He Venmo-ed you the exact amount you paid for dinner. "Joonie," you whine, "Why did you do that?" He pretends he doesn't know what you are talking about but you show him your phone. "Who said that was for dinner?" he asks, "The total is 100% arbitrary."
Seokjin
When you tell him your idea, you instantly fall into a hushed back-and-forth about who is actually paying - until the server returns. He greets them with a charming smile. "My partner and I seem to be having a disagreement right now," he explains. You hiss his name. He ignores you, and asks the server who they think should pay the bill. Recognizing Jin, who is now pointing at himself, the server chooses Jin. "Yah, good answer," Jin answers, happily handing over his card.
Yoongi
When the check comes, and you tell him you're paying, he almost looks offended. However, you don't let his side-eye deter you. You begin to place your card on the table, but he blocks you with his hand. "Yoongi, it's fine," you say, cheerfully, "Let me pay for once." "I will snap your card in half before I let you pay," he replies with equal cheer. Deciding not to call his bluff, you quickly put your card away. "You're no fun," you pout. He smiles brightly in response.
Hoseok
He hates the idea of you paying for dinner, but he also knows how strongly you feel about this, so he tries to bargain with you. "I'll pay for dinner," he explains, sweetly, "And when we stop for ice cream on the way home, you can pay for that." For a moment, you consider his offer but you reject it due to the cost discrepancy. "If price is your concern, I will get all of the ice cream toppings," he promises. You accept his counteroffer. He still manages to pay for your ice cream.
Jimin
When the check comes, you look away for just a moment in order to reach for your wallet. However, when you look at the table again, the bill is gone. You look at Jimin, who has the bill tightly clutched in his hand and he has already pulled out his card. "Absolutely not," he tells you. He nods at your wallet. You try to argue but he cuts you off with a shake of his head. "Spend your money on you," he tells you, "I will always pay for us." You sit back in your seat, resigned. "Fine," you huff.
Taehyung
You accidentally tell him about your plan on the way to the restaurant so he is expecting it. Before dessert comes, he excuses himself from the table, and you think nothing of it. However, when you've finished the last bite of dessert and drank the last sip of wine, he readies himself to stand. "Ready to go?" he asks, nonchalantly. "We haven't paid yet, Tae," you try to remind him. He laughs. "You really thought I was going to let you pay?" he asks, "I paid before dessert."
Jungkook
Hoping to win this argument, you try to appeal to his competitive side. Ignoring the fact you're in the middle of restaurant, you hold out your fist. "Rock, paper, scissors," you declare, "Best out of three. Winner pays." Unable to resist, he holds out his fist and says, "This is a lost cause, you know." You lose the first two rounds. As if to rub in his victory, he dramatically takes out his card, giggling the whole time. "Better luck next time, baby," he says, coyly. "Shut up," you pout.
Plot: It's love at first sight the second Y/n walked through the door.
Jungkook P.O.V.
It was the first day of second year. I was ready for another boring year to drag on when she stepped into our classroom. I forced myself to sit up straighter in order to get a better look at her. She was dressed in the same school uniform as everyone else, but she made it look adorable with her oversized cardigan and a side braid. I looked around at my classmates to see if anyone else had noticed her come in, but they were all too busy to even spare a glance. "Oh, Y/n!" Rose called to the girl in the doorway who made her way over "How's my little freshman?" Rose asked causing Y/n's cheeks to blush "I can't find my first hour class," she replied quietly clearly embarrassed. "No biggie, what class?" Rose asked her, Y/n pulled out her schedule and gave it to her "Hm, Mr. Lee's class is in a weird spot, so-" I stood up causing my chair to rake against he ground, the two girls looking at me.
"I can show her where it is, I have to go to the rest room anyways," I said with a confidence I didn't know I had, Rose smirked and Y/n looked at her nervously. "Jungkook's a nice guy, he will show you," Rose said giving back her schedule. I walked towards the door and she followed behind me, once in the hallway I slowed down so we could walk side by side. "Freshman?" I asked knowing that she wasn't in my grade, and I would've remembered seeing her last year if she was a year above me. "Yeah," she answered hugging a book to her chest, "You know Rose?" I asked her and she nodded "The school is doing this buddy system to help freshman integrate into the high school environment. Rose and I were paired up through that." Of course Rose, being the over achiever would join something like that "It's mandatory for incoming freshman."
I nodded my head as we walked silently side by side, "You like reading?" I asked stopping in front of Mr. Lee's classroom and she nodded showing me her book. "I wish I was more into reading..." she then held out the book to me "You could borrow this, it's an easy read, one of my favorites," she said and I couldn't help but accept it. "I'll return it when I'm done," I said feeling my heart pounding against my chest, "Thanks for showing me the way," she said before walking into the classroom. I watched her sit down in the front of the class and then headed back to my classroom. I sat down in my desk, putting the book into my backpack. "What was all that about?" Rose asked, "What was what?" I asked opening my notebook "Last I recall you were not excited for the new freshman," she teased.
"I thought she was cute," I answered honestly and she giggled "I could tell," she replied, thankfully the teacher walked in and started class so she couldn't harass me anymore. But I couldn't get my mind to focus, all I could think about was her soft glow and gentle voice. I wanted to know more, and for the first time in my life I was excited to read a book. Classes seemed to drag on for hours and I ate so quickly that the lunch lady asked me to bring the trash outside. I carried the two bags in the dumpster before turning around to head back to the school building. That's when I saw her, Y/n, her back was to the wall and she had her phone pressed to her ear. I slowly made my way back towards the door and she sighed dropping her phone, carefully looking around the edge of the building.
I followed her eyes to see that there was a group of guys ganging up on a younger looking boy. I watched as she took a step and it was like my body had already decided what it was going to do. I stepped passed her walking towards the guys, but her hand coming around my wrist stopping me. I looked over my shoulder at her "I'm going to break up the fight," I told her and she let me go. I stretched out my shoulders "Doesn't seem like a fair fight," I said getting the attackers to look towards me "it's none of your business Jeon," a kid in my grade said and I cracked my knuckles "I don't tolerate bullying," I replied before putting my boxing lessons into use. I took a few punches but by the end of it the bullies were walking off and Y/n was helping the boy back into the school.
Y/N P.O.V.
People always warn you that when you are freshman, it seems like all the older kids dislike you, but my experience so far has proven otherwise. Rose was like an older and wise sister who I aspire to be like, and Jungkook was the friendly jock type who everyone loved. In fact, Jungkook was so friendly I often get overwhelmed by him. He's not shy in the least bit, and it's like physical touch is natural for him. Little does he know how it makes my heart race. I finished shoving my jacket into my locker and as soon as I shut it I see Jungkook standing beside me, which causes me to jump. "Hey, Y/n, as cute as ever today," he said ruffling my hair, I instantly reach up to fix my hair "I believe I told you to stop calling me cute," I whined getting him to smirk.
"I meant cute on the inside!" he said following me as I headed towards class "That's not what I meant," I told him. I remember how cool I thought he was three months ago when he took on four students by himself, but now I'm coming to realize he's a little goofy. "Go to your own class," I scolded him, "But I wanted to talk to you, I finished that book you borrowed me last week," he said catching up to walk beside me. "Oh, uh how did you like it?" I questioned, Jungkook had made it a habit to borrow books from me so that we could discuss them, it actually made me quick happy to share a hobby with someone, even if he was an unlikely person.
"You know how at the end the two girls go into the love hotel-" I instantly stop him, using both my hands to cover his mouth. My cheeks were burning and my heart pounding a mile a minute, I couldn't help but squat down in embarrassment, my hands now over my own face. Once the inital embarrassment worn off I dropped to see Jungkook squatting in front of me "Listen closely, that scene you were about to describe? You must never talk about it in public," I warned, "Why?" he asked "It's embarrassing!" I answered. I couldn't help but notice how cutely he was squatting in front of me, his hand resting against his cheek as he talked to me. "Alright fine, I'll talk about other parts then. I'd never read anything like that before so it was kind of shocking at first, but overall it was good."
I couldn't help but pay full attention to what he thought, I never had someone read my favorite books before. "At first I thought it was just a rich woman who cycled through men, but you know, having a secret lesbian lover... it really struck me. Seeing how the protagonist struggled with so much, while still managing to deal with it all. I really enjoyed the story," he explained and instantly I felt myself perk up "Right! the only person she loved romantically was actually her rival and a woman," I said and he nodded "Their final scenes together really got to me," he agreed "Me too." I noticed Jungkook had used his hand to cover his face, and he had a slight blush under his cheeks now, but I didn't care "I wasn't sure if you'd like it but I'm happy you enjoyed it."
"The author did a good job at showing how different her romantic relationships were over the years." he dropped his head into his arms, "Are you alright?" I asked slightly worried I was going over board but he lifted up his head giving me a smile "Loan me another one?" he asked and I broke into another smile. I pulled my backpack off my shoulder and pulled out another book that I had. A part of me packed it hoping that Jungkook would ask me for another, I held it out to him and he accepted it. The two of us stood up and with a wave goodbye I was able to head to my class undisturbed, but it didn't last long.
By study hall Jungkook was opening the door calling my name. Any time Jungkook has a free hour he will come and bother me wherever I am. "I just saw you this morning," I told him, "We made cookies in home-ec, so I thought you could have them. You know, as a thanks for the books," he said placing a plastic bag of cookies in my hands "Oh, thank you," I said. My friends snickered beside me and I knew what they were thinking, my cheeks burned as I kicked them under the desk. Rose walked into our classroom next and her eyes rolled "Has he been bothering you?" she asked pushing in front of Jungkook "Bothering..." I tested out the word, "I am not-" "I'm the one who told him what class you had so I just wanted to make sure he isn't causing trouble," she said getting him to whine in protest.
"I'll take him with me when I leave," she whispered, she grabbed Jungkook's arm and pulled him out behind her "Hey, Wait Rose-" "I told you to stop hanging around other class years rooms unless you need something specific," she cut him off, "I do need something though!" I heard him call down the hallway. I couldn't help but laugh at the two of them, they had a real sibling vibe to them. The rest of the day was uneventful, I spent it with my friends in class and Jungkook was absent for most of the day. I only saw him at the end of the day, he was standing outside under the roof "What are you doing?" I asked and he sighed "The rain is real strong, and I didn't have an umbrella, so I'm waiting for it to lighten up."
"Do you take the train?" I asked and he looked at me "Yeah I do," he answered, I pulled my umbrella out of my backpack "I... also ride the train so... want to share?" I asked holding it out to him. He didn't hesitate, taking the umbrella out of my hand and holding it over the two of us. We walked shoulder to shoulder and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "Thank you for the cookies today... They were delicious," I thanked him, trying to break the silence "Really? I'm glad," he replied smiling. "So... you can cook?" I asked looking away because he stared at me so intensely "Not really, but I try to at least be decent at the things I try. Do you cook?" he asked and I shook my head "My friends and family stopped me when I tried to use a knife," I explained.
He chuckled "What kind of dangerous way were you trying to use it?" he asked and I pouted "I just.. took too long with chopping- stop imagining it!" I said bumping into him. We made it into the train station and it felt as if no time passed at all. We were on different train times so we said goodbye at there and I was riding the train home with my group chat filling up. My friends took a picture of Jungkook and I leaving the school, sharing an umbrella and they asked me if we were dating. My cheeks burn brightly as I wrote back to them.
'Where would you get that idea?'
'Well, he's always coming to our class and saying how cute you are... So you're leading him on?''NO! We just are friends and I just lend him books sometimes.''Okay... Sure.'
I had gotten the time wrong and took the train that was too early. I was sat in my first our class just reading one of the new books I had gotten. I still had a half hour before classes would even start, so I hadn't expected anyone to be here at all. "Y/n?" I jumped only to see Jungkook sitting down in the chair in front of my desk "What are you doing?" I asked trying to calm myself down after he had scared me. "Sorry?" he said with a chuckle "So, do people hit on you a lot?" he asked and I sighed, "What is it with everyone discussing people's love lives around here?" I asked and he shrugged "And don't assume I'd have romantic feelings for anyone around here... feelings don't just grow on trees," I said waving him off.
"So you're saying it'll take a while for you to grow feelings... noted," he said with such determination, I lifted up my book to cover my face which was boiling. I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with him of all people. He leans down on my desk and looks up at me but I just press the book closer to my face and lean back. I feel the ghost of is fingers over mine but our skin never touches. I pull down my book to reveal my eyes and Jungkook was looking at his hand, moving his fingers before pulling them towards his face. "Are you even listening?" I asked setting my book down and he smiled before sitting up "Hanging on your every word."
Thing with Jungkook didn't stop there, although his physical affection toned down a little bit. Jungkook walked to and from the train station with me every morning and night. We talked about books mostly, but sometimes we slipped into talking about other things. He brought me a book on valentines day with a note that asked if I wanted to date him. That made it hard for me to convince the girls in my class that Jungkook wasn't into me like that, but even I deep down knew that Jungkook was serious, I just wasn't ready to deal with any of that. Especially the fangirls that were in love with Jungkook, they were the worst of it, constantly asking me what was going on between the two of us. Their favorite activity was saying how I was a loser and Jungkook could do so much better than me.
As much as I brush off their mean comments, sometimes it did get to me. My head was resting on my arms, as I stared out the window, biting my lip as I tried to hold in the tears. It was study hall and my friends went off to another class room. I thought I heard a whisper of my name, but decided to ignore it. I wiped my cheek against my cardigan before lifting my head only to come face to face with Jungkook "y/n?" he questioned looking into my eyes, his laced with concern "What's wron-" his fingers came towards my face and I jerked back. It was more of a kneejerk reaction than not wanting to be touched by him, but it left both of us blushing. Jungkook rubbing the back of his neck as I tried to think of what to say, thankfully Jungkook sat down in the chair in front of me
"Rose is singing for the festival," he said shifting the conversation. "She wrote another song, says this one is going to be a hit," he added, "I didn't know she liked singing," I mumbled and he smiled "We're neighbors, she's always playing her guitar and singing at the top of her lungs," he explained. "I suppose you're excited for the sports festival," I said and he shrugged his shoulders "I like that we get to get out of class, but since I do sports, it's just a prolonged day of practice," he said and that's when I realized that despite his baggy outfits, he is probably quite built under there. He played every sport our school offered and did boxing on the weekend, that's what I heard from his little fan club anyways. He ruffled my hair "I am excited to see out of your element," he teased.
Jungkook P.O.V.
Rose walked over towards me "Y/n asked for you," she said before pointing towards the door she had come from. My heart began racing the second she mentioned her name "She's asking for me?" I asked in disbelief and Rose chuckled "I was surprised too," she said sitting down in her seat. I walked over to the door and swung it open to see her standing there "Y/n," I greeted cheerfully, I was excited to see her because it was the first time she had come looking for me. "What's up?" I asked pulling the door shut behind me so that people wouldn't try to ease drop on us. "What'd you need?" I asked leaning against the wall, "I didn't finish the book quite yet- so no spoilers," I warned her teasingly.
"Oh, that's okay... Just... uh-" I watched as she adorably tried to put together her thoughts, the pink to her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes and suddenly she thrusted a box towards me. "Th-this is in return for the chocolate you gave me on valentines day," she explained and I swear my heart broke through my ribs "eh?" I asked in complete disbelief that she was giving me something. "W-well you were the only person who got me anything and well girls give something on white day so I just..." I didn't realize I had become so silent, but I was doing my best to calm myself because I knew it took all her courage to come here and give them to me and I didn't want to scare her. "Jungkook?" my name slips past per perfectly red lips, and I feel sweat roll down my back "Wow..."
I take the box from her hands "Did you... give anyone else...?" I asked and she looked confused "Uh, no?" she answered and I stood up straighter "wow.. woooow. Yeah." I was stuttering like an idiot "Thanks," I said and she nodded "No problem," she replied chewing nervously on her lower lip. I don't know what was wrong with me but the box slipped right between my fingers and landed on the ground. We both knelt down to pick it up "Who knew even you were clumsy," she said and with a smirk I caught her eyes "Want to see if I'm clumsy?" I asked sticking out my tongue. Without another word exchanged between us she started running down the hall. I went back to the door in my class room and pulled it open before taking a step inside, but it was like my legs gave up. I squatted down bringing my hands up to cover my blushing face, my heart banging against my ribs so aggressively I could hear it. "What's wrong?" Rose asked squatting down in front of me concerned, "What do I do?" I asked forcing myself to look at her.
"My heart won't stop beating," I told her and she hit me upside the head "Why would you want it to?" she asked with a smirk. "Rosie what am I going to do?" I asked fanning myself and she giggled "Maybe spring break will help you out a bit, loverboy," she teased before pulling me to my feet. I wasn't so sure that was true. I was so used to seeing Y/n every day, and what's that saying people say, distance makes the heart grow fonder? I was screwed. I was so totally screwed. I knew I was the second I climbed onto the train with her. I made up a white lie saying I was going to my grandparents after school and they told me to get on this train. Really I was going to go around the block and get back on the train, but I wasn't going to get to see her for a week so can you blame me?
We both were reading. Well, she was, I had mine out to make it seem like I was, but really I was watching her. Her dazzling eyes moving back and forth as she read, with each sentence her eyes getting droopier and droopier. Exams will do that to you. The book falls from her hands and I lean down to collect it for her and the next thing I knew her head had fallen against my shoulder. "Y/n..." my words die as the weight of her head against my shoulder became more prominent, I reach up to brush her hair out of her face but stop myself. Instead I lean my head in close to hers "I like you, Y/n," I whispered and smiled at my own little confession. The train conductor called out the stop and she shot up like a rocket getting me to giggle "This is my stop," I said holding out her book. She took it as I stood up "Don't fall asleep during your own," I teased.
Y/N P.O.V
I haven't seen him since that day on the train. What expression should I wear when I see him? I'm way over my head in all of this. The second my head hit his shoulder I woke back up, but something inside of me told me to just keep pretending. I like you, Y/n. Repeated over and over in my head during the break, it was like it came straight out of a romance novel. He always does whatever I want to do, so basically we only talk about books. He seems like a good listener. Probably popular with girls too and gets lots of confessions. I kept my head down as I walked passed him towards my first hour class.
"Y/n!" he bursts into the room walking directly over towards me, and I swear I might sink and drown and die. "I forgot to return the book I borrow before break. Thanks for letting me borrow it." I nodded taking it back from him. "Okay so this is he first BL I've read-" I spun him around and pushed him towards the door so we were in the hallway where less people could hear us "Not in school Jungkook," I whined "Which one is supposed to be the uke?" he asked and I shrugged "Up to interpretation," I answered and he hummed rubbing his chin "hmm you prefer black haired uke, so maybe that one would be the uke-" Don't use my bias to make your decision!" I cut him off. He tilted his head "So I am wrong?" and I shook my head side to side "There's no right or wrong. I did think the black haired one was the uke myself but it wasn't based on hair color. I just like manly men," I informed him before burning red.
"Ah, you like manly men like Shownu," he said and I covered my face "Stop picking up on things like that," I whined, that's when I noticed Shownu was walking past us and I slammed into Jungkook, my hands bracing on the wall behind him. I get balanced and rub my wrist "Sorry," I mumbled, "but is your wrist alright?" he asked taking it delicately in his cold hand. "It's fine," I said and that's when I saw a glimmer in his eyes that reminded me that he likes me. I blushed pulling my arm out of his grasp "Be careful with your wrist today," he said as I scurried off. Why did I have to think of that just now? I sit back down at my desk and let my forehead fall against the cool desk. I think I was able to talk to him the same way as before but... The way he acts with me. I'm beginning to think he really does like me that way. Oh my gosh. That means when he said did I want to find out if he was clumsy, he really did want to kiss me? I mean I know he meant to make it suggestive but I was sure he was just teasing me.
"Y/n!" the teacher called my name "Could you go get the papers from the printer?" he asked and I nodded before heading towards the computer lab. I stood next to the printer watching as it printed page after page of what looked like assignments. "You're Y/n right?" I looked to see a second year Bambam sitting in a computer chair "Yes," I replied and he waved me to come closer to him and I looked over his shoulder at the computer. "You've read this book right? I've been stuck on this one and if I get one more wrong I won't pass," he explained. I read through the question before selecting the correct answer for him "Jungkook said your a bit of a book worm, we tease him when he chooses to read and not play basketball at lunch," he said.
He smiled at me "You know your like pocket size for us boys over 175cm," he said reaching out, but the next thing I knew my back was against a firm chest. I didn't have to look at who it was, my entire face burned "Oh BamBam it's you," Jungkook said releasing me from his grip "She doesn't like being touched by people she doesn't know," He added, but my heart was still pounding against my chest. He was so strong, I could feel his muscles caging around me and no matter how I struggled I couldn't get away. I couldn't hear them arguing back and forth, but there was a ringing in my ears. When I think about him my chest hurts. I quietly pick up the papers and sneak out of the classroom heading back to mine.
I couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook and he was everywhere I turned. Asking me questions about the books I lent him, telling me his favorite part, listening to me talk for hours about one particular scene and my love of Jane Austen. It's the way he looks at me that aches my chest, they sparkle with admiration and he always has the soft smile on his lips. It was getting harder and harder to deny that he might possibly have feelings for me.
During the sports festival I joined in the woman's racing because I didn't really care for any sports. Although I couldn't last long, I was quiet fast and that helped me win the shortest length race. "I made the right call having this freshman on our team," Rosie cheered pulling me into a sweaty hug, "I'm going to get a drink, you girls all cool off," she told us. The older girls went inside to get something from the vending machine, but I thought the water from the fountains were good enough. "I thought that was you," Jungkook said from under a nearby tree "You're quite fast, come take a break," he said patting the ground next to him "You just want to skip out," I scolded him but walking over anyways. "I didn't expect you to run so well."
"I'm all acceleration with I little stamina," I replied and he beamed "I see. You're amazing." he said and I took a seat next to him "Thanks." I was glad I could still talk to him normally. I truly liked talking to him. I just don't know if it's a romantic kind of like, besides he's never come out and said anything directly to me, so maybe it was nothing. It's fun being around him, he keeps me on my toes. I smiled turning my head to look at him and that's when he sucked all the air out of my lungs. "I'm in love with you, Y/n," he said. I swallowed thickly trying to come up with something to say, but he seemed totally relaxed. "When I asked if you wanted to date on valentines day, I wasn't kidding," he said leaning into his hand.
"Y/n!" I heard Rose call but I couldn't tear myself away "Umm... Just..." I hesitated and he smiled "Hey, you can give me a response whenever. I just wanted you to know is all." I hopped up on my feet, my face burning "I'll think it over, I promise." I turned to run off but a question stopped me. "Jungkook... Can I ask you something?" I asked over my shoulder "Sure, what's up?" he questioned "What is it that you like about me?" I asked. That seemed to catch him off guard "W-what do I like about you... ah your face." My heart sank "Ah.. Okay." I said before continuing around the side of the building, I put on my best performance and rushed over to my team.
Jungkook P.O.V.
I love Her eyes. How happy she looks when she talks to me. How she looks me right in the face, so straightforward. How she remembers the things I tell her. She made chocolates for me on white day... Everything she does for me, all of it. But I was so uncool. Her face? I mean, yes, I love her face but there is so much more to it than that! She was avoiding me. Not totally, but she kept all her conversations short. She was upset with what I said and I couldn't blame her, it was so so lame. I knew I had to fix the situation but I wasn't quite sure when or how to pull her aside and tell her- if I could just tell her.
The teacher asked me to deliver something to Rose, who was currently at a club meeting. I walked down the hallway and entered the club room "Shh!" Rose hissed bringing a finger to her lips. I noticed Y/n was laying against the desk fast asleep. I knew she looked a little pale but now she looked seriously ill. "Teach wanted you to have this," I said holding out a packet towards her. "She's sleeping." Rose opened the packet "She got a cold after the festival and it got worse," Rose replied before heading towards the door "Watch her for a minute, I'll be back," she said before storming down the hallway. I walk over and sit on the desk next to her. Even with a sheen of sweat layering her skin I thought she looked stunning.
My fingers were literally centimeters from mine, one move and we'd brush against each other. I read in a recent manga about kissing through a mask. I wonder if I would be able to do it. I shook my head, I couldn't do that, not when she's so upset with me. I bring my fingers towards her mask and could barely feel her breath through it. Man I'm so screwed. Rose came in like a wrecking ball causing Y/n to jolt up "You were still asleep? Girl go home," Rose said. Y/n turned her head to look at me groggily "morning," I said giving her a smile. She collected her bag and stood up "I'll go then," she said before rushing out of the room and I watched until she disappeared. "Did you do something to her?" Rose asked with a scary glint in her eyes "She's been acting weird lately."
"I told her I loved her." silence fell between us "You what?" she asked sitting down as if I almost knocked her off her feet. "Yeah, but it didn't come out right," I explained rubbing the back of my neck "I want to fix it but she keeps avoiding me," I said leaning my neck back. "Do you have her number?" she asked and I shook my head "We've done things kind of out of order I guess," I said getting her to groan "here," she said tossing her phone at me "Just fix things," she said before walking out of the room again. I looked to see she had Y/n's contact open and I clicked the call button. A few rings and I heard her voice through the phone "Y/n," I said getting her to gasp "Jungkook?" she replied and my heart skipped a beat, just my name from her lips drive me insane.
"I forgot to tell you something at the festival, so I borrowed Rosie's phone," I explained "okay," she whispered through her phone "I'm crazy about all of you, not just your face." there was a long silence "Okay that's all, feel better!" I said before hanging up. That's when I saw Rose in the doorway and she looked ready to kill "I hope she beats your ass or I'll have to," she said snatching her phone from my hands "I'll pass," I mumbled. "I told you not to lay a finger on her," she complained "I haven't! Not technically," I replied getting her to shoot me a glare "Are you serious about her?" she questioned getting me to smile "Yeah... I am."
Y/N P.O.V.
He always listens to what I have to say. And he puts a lot of thought into it too. So I also, want to put a lot of thought into my response. I don't want to just reject him because I'm scared. What does it even mean to be in love with someone? I think he's super cool and manly, but when he smiles I find him adorable, cute even. What the heck? Jungkook's cute? This fever must really have gotten me good. I must be hallucinating. But I knew secretly that I always thought this way about him, even after the fever went away I was still thinking about his sparkling eyes.
I was rushing to class so I didn't even notice someone was coming the opposite way of me until I bumped into them. "Oh sorr-" I felt a large palm against my forehead and when I looked up Jungkook was there "You're fever is gone right?" he asked and I stepped back and he let his hand fall. "I had a fever like a week ago, and you've seen me plenty of times since then," I informed him, Rosie even told me he takes the train just to spend time with me, he actually has his own car. "Good," he said before walking around me continuing towards his next class. This man was going to give me whiplash.
It was raining at the end of the day and of course in the spur of rushing out of the house to make it to my exams I had forgotten it. I was just going to have to wait it out a bit before leaving. "Y/n, did you forget your umbrella?" Jungkook asked coming up beside me "yeah, I thought I'd let the rain calm down a bit before going," I told him as if it were no big deal. "We can share mine if you'd like," he said and the next thing I knew we were walking side by side towards the train station. This whole situation gave me deja vu. He was talking about the others in his class who took more electives and still had a few exams, but I was totally spacing out.
"Jungkook..." I said cutting him off "Yes?" he answered and I felt embarrassed "How do you know it's... love?" I asked refusing to meet his eyes. He hummed "Good question... I don't exactly know how to explain it but when I'm with you I just get this overwhelming feeling of GOD I love her." I stopped walking and he did the same "I see," I mumbled and he chuckled getting me to look at him. He was smiling with sparkling eyes "You're really putting a lot of thought into this... Thank you." I blushed at his words "I am...I just don't really know how to think about it... I do like you, I just don't know... I've never thought about feeling romantic love, so when I start to consider it, but you said you just liked my face-" I shake my head feeling as though I'm going on a tangent that's leading nowhere.
the way he's tried to get to know me has made me realize that there might be other feelings besides just looking up to him. "I just think I need a little more time to think about how I feel about you." my heart was beating wildly as I looked towards him "I want to see if my feelings really are the same as yours- I've never considered this sort of thing before so I can't understand it but still-" his cheeks were red, but he looked so happy "Yeah. Think it over. Thank you... Sorry I'm just so happy," he said trying to use his arm to cover his mouth "Just so we are clear that wasn't an answer, I haven't made up my mind yet-" "I know. I'm just really happy you're really thinking through things." he even started giggling and I continued walking.
He caught up to me so I wouldn't be rained on "Just so we're clear, even if you age less beautifully and your mind goes, I'm pretty sure I'd still be in love with you," he said and I couldn't bring myself to look at him "So take all the time you need. And keep lending me books okay?" and all I could do was give him a smile. His fingers brush against my arm "But just a warning, it's hard for me to resist touching the person I love every now and then." As if that wasn't already obvious. Perhaps just for today I'll let him get away with trying to hold my hand. It didn't take me long to realize that I liked him more than I was letting on. We spent a lot of time together, and he's really attentive to me.
"Eunwoo," I greeted the boy I hadn't seen since middle school, Jungkook had ran into a store to get a drink after practice. "No way, Y/n!" Eunwoo said walking over, he definitely went through a growth spurt at how he towers over me "Did you get shorter?" he teased and I rolled my eyes "You just turned into a fricking tree, our hands were the same size in middle school," I said and he held up his large hand to compare and I lifted mine to press against his when my hand was caught and I was dragged off towards the train station "We can't miss our train," Jungkook called over his shoulder at me. Once we were a decent distance from Eunwoo Jungkook dropped my hand "Sorry I barged in on your conversation... Rosie said you had a crush in middle school. Was it him?" he asked refusing to look at me.
"It's true. I used to have a crush on him... But I don't feel that way anymore," the words leave my mouth faster than I can think, I didn't want him to get the wrong idea, and I hated the hurt look on his features. He looked more hopeful and a little embarrassed "I see..." he covered his face "I'm sorry about that... I didn't hurt you did I?" he asked letting his hands drop "Oh, of course not, I'm small, not fragile," I replied. He rubbed the back of his neck "It's not about that... It's just... You're supposed to treat the person you like with care, you know?" he said and my cheeks instantly burned "We're going to be late," I said rushing off and he followed behind me "Just so you know, that... back there wasn't meant to pressure you or anything."
"I know."
I knew this would send my mother through an excited loop but I needed an adult opinion on things. "What do you think it means to like someone?" I asked her and I shot her a look to let her know that she had to contain herself or I would retract my question. She cleared her throat and went back to cooking "Maybe wanting to do stuff to them?" she offered causing me to blush "Wanting to be together. Wanting to hold their hand. Wanting to touch them. Kiss them. To hold them close. To keep them all to yourself. But mostly you can't get them out of your mind."
All I've been thinking about lately is Jungkook.
Jungkook P.O.V.
I let it slip once that I really liked listening to music. That I could really tell a lot about a person just by listening to the songs they liked to listen to. The next thing I knew she was holding a blank looking CD out to me with Rosy red cheeks. I wanted to squish them. "I made a mixtape of songs I like," she explained and in return I gave her a playlist of songs from artists I liked. Usually I try to spend up until the morning bell with her, but I knew if I stay with her a second longer I could potentially pull her into a tight hug. So instead I hurried off to class and pressed my warm face against the cool table. How could one person be so adorable?
The freshman were trying to make money for their class trip, so during our festival they were doing maid cafe. It wasn't super original, and I didn't think really anything of it until I heard Y/n's name on the lips of every boy in my class. I assumed she'd want no part in dressing up in a maid costume, she's far too shy for that type of thing, but apparently she was working the last shift of the day and everyone was excited. My eye twitched in irritation how everyone was whispering how she'd perfectly fit the concept and they just had to see it. I left our classroom despite protests from Rosie. I walked straight towards her homeroom where they were serving coffee and tea among other things.
She wasn't anywhere in there so I assumed she was off somewhere to get ready. I checked the nearby rooms until I found her alone in one of them. I stepped inside and locked the door behind me "You're working in the maid cafe?" I asked and she spun around in her short maid costume with red cheeks "W-well my classmates asked me to and promised it'll be nothing to risque," she said before covering her face in embarrassment "I was hoping you wouldn't find out," she complained. "So you'll wear that get up even if you don't like it just because they asked you to?" I asked narrowing my eyes "What?' she asked wide eyed and suddenly I felt like the biggest dick on the planet "Ah- wait- that was bad. I'm sorry, it came out all wrong." I back pedaled.
"You have a point," she mumbled rubbing her arm, I could see the cogs in her brain turning "Because he loves me," She muttered so softly under her breath. She looked up at me with watery eyes and that's when I noticed she was shaking. My body moved before my mind could catch up. I wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her snug to my chest, the other hand on the back of her head. "I'm sorry. Forget I said anything," I mumbled into her shoulder, she does nothing to pull away from me, in fact her hand comes up to rest on my shoulder. "Do you think if I put on one with a longer skirt they'll be mad?" she questioned after some time and I pulled back to look at her "If they are, I'll deal with them," I replied.
My cold hand cupped her cheek, brushing the tear off her cheek. I then pulled away from her, knowing I far exceeded her boundaries. "I'll leave you to it," I said before letting myself out of the classroom. All of it felt like a fever dream. I managed to get back to class, and participate a little more, but I could feel shivers running down my spine. Eventually Rose told me to get to the nurses office because, in her words, I looked like shit. When I got there it said that the nurse was on her lunch break. "Jungkook?" Y/n walked over "Are you feeling sick? let's go in," she said ushering me inside "Are you sure it's okay?" I asked.
"It's not like we are doing anything wrong," she said while looking through the medicine cabinet, "Why are you here? Did you get hurt?" I asked and she sighed "I burnt my finger on some coffee. It doesn't really hurt but my friends insisted," she said finally pulling out a thermometer. I had sat down on the couch, I knew my nose was bright red from me rubbing it so harshly. She walked over to my side "Let's take your temp-" I slump my head, embarrassed that she is seeing me in such a weak state. "Lay down," she said pushing on my shoulder and I do as she asks, placing my arm over my face. She placed the thermometer between my lips and the next thing I knew she was pulling a blanket over me. "A fever." she tisked pulling the thermometer out "You should probably go home."
"I'll take the next train," I told her "then I'll see you home," she said as if it were no big deal "Let me just find a teacher-" I grab her wrist before she could get to far "Why... would you go so far for me?" I asked her and she gave me a confused look "What do you mean why? Because I want to take care of you of course!" My cheeks burn for a different reason so I bury my face "I'll just wait for the nurse and have her call my mom," I told her, "Okay, I'll let the nurse know," she said before leaving me alone. I wasn't expecting her to throw that kind of curveball at me. It makes me want to hold out hope.
By the next day I was feeling better, honestly I was hoping that I could be sick one more day so I could skip the clean up day. Every class room was busy with their own room after the festival. They give us three days to set up the festival but only one day to clean up, which means al the students were going to be here late into the night. It was such a drag, even during my lunch break I was confined to my classroom. I didn't even get to see her yet today and after yesterday, all I wanted to do was be with her. The sun had set before I managed to sneak away from my class and I went to the third floor. The hallways were empty except for one person, my heart throbbed as I got closer. I thank the stars I'm lucky.
"Y/n," I said coming up beside her, "Your classroom is all clean," I said peeking into the room where the rest of her classmates were "We just finished. What about you?" she asked. I smirked bringing a finger up to my lips "Not quite, but I wanted to see you," I told her, and she blushed slightly. I heard a loud pop, but that's not what caused me to jump. It was just the end of festival fireworks going off, but clearly it had surprised Y/n as she instantly grabbed onto my wrist. "They do fireworks to close out the festival," I told her and she let go of me. My cheeks burned as my fingers stretched out towards hers, but then I clenched them into a fist not wanting to make her uncomfortable.
"Jungkook... can I... Just have a little bit more time to answer?" she asked getting me to look at her, she was red too, staring at the ground between us "I think if I tell you right now I'll blurt something without thinking," she added. I link our forefingers, taking a step closer to her "Of course," I said quietly as I take her hand into mine, my heart pounding like crazy. How much... Am I allowed to touch her? I lace my fingers between hers and she did nothing to pull away, so I let my forehead drop to her shoulder "I'll wait." we stood there while the rest of the fireworks went off. "Y/n- oh..." She retracted from me turning towards the voice "y-yes?" she stuttered, "We want to take a class picture," the person said. "I've got to head back before I get in trouble," I told her before running off waving over my shoulder.
I'm losing it.
Y/n P.O.V.
I walked into the movie theater with my single ticket and I was surprised to see Jungkook walking into the same theater that the movie I was seeing was playing in. I head in there to see him taking a seat, so confidently that he couldn't have entered on accident. I felt heat climb the back of my neck as I walked over towards him "Y/n," he whispered with a smile, "I was hoping to run into you here," he said as I sat down next to him. "Well this is based off a romance novel that I like," I replied and he smirked "I know it's why I came. It's like a movie date," he said which causes me to burn even harder. We shared an armrest, so it was impossible not to bump into each other. It was hard to focus on the movie when I felt like I was starring into one myself.
"What did you think?" Jungkook asked as we walked out of the theater "It was pretty good, a little different than the book but that's to be expected," I told him. He smiled "I'm glad I got to see the movie. You should borrow me the book," he said and I nodded my head "I'll bring it to school," I replied. My heart thumped and I reached up to clutch at my chest. I look over at him as we walk side by side. He had gone into a tangent about the music the movie played, but all I could think about was that I'm in love with him. Being with him is so relaxing. And it's embarrassing but I keep thinking that I'd be okay with kissing him.. or anything else. And if this isn't the same love he feels, then what is it?
"It's just when I'm with you I get this overwhelming feeling of, GOD I really love her."
Everything hurts. It's like I'm bursting at the seems with love for him "Jungkook-" "Did you like the credits song?" he asked causing me to realize he had been talking all this time. He looked at me "Sorry, were you going to say something just now?" he asked and I shake my head side to side "No-nothing at all," I told him, "I thought the song was good." I added mentally face palming myself. I was just about to blurt out all my feelings in public! And even though he's the one who confessed first and mine is just a response it's still causing my heart to race. When am I supposed to tell him and how do I tell him?
Ever since the movies and when I came to terms with the fact that I liked him, he started looking so cute to me. It makes me feel so flustered that I end up clamming up and not telling him how I feel. He's waited so long, the school year is almost over now and I have yet to give him a response, but every time I get enough courage, something happens that stops me. I told myself today was the day I was going to tell him. The last bell rang and Jungkook caught up with me walking beside me, "Why do you always shift your bag onto your left arm when I walk up?" Jungkook asked and I blushed "Well, you usually walk on my right so I didn't want my bag to hit you all the time," I answered. Something snapped in him and he pressed his hand against the wall near me, causing me to back into the wall and him to cage me in. And I swear he was seconds from pressing his lips to mine.
My hand reflexively comes up to his chest and he retracts his arm "Sorry..." he refused to meet my eyes "No- I'm sor..." he didn't even give me time to respond "I'm going to head home," he said rushing down the stairwell "Jungkook, wait," I said but he didn't, disappearing from view. It still took me a few seconds to get my wits about me before I started running down the stairs, by the time I made it outside he left the school gates. He was always going to be so much faster than me. My chest was heaving from running but it also ached because I knew he misinterpreted my gesture because I wouldn't have minded....If he kissed me. The thought alone was enough to embarrass me, but I pushed it aside running inside, asking Rosie if she'd give me a ride to her house.
"Why'd you want to come over so ur-" "I'm sorry Rosie but I've got to go," I said jumping out of her car and rushing towards the house next to hers, but it seemed no one in the Jeon family was home yet. My heart was pounding out of my chest "Y/n?" and then it stopped, I looked down the street to see Jungkook walking up. He looked as though he had run all the way here from the school "Are you too busy? I have something I need to speak to you about," I told him and he blushed "So I came here to see you." He reached up to cover his face a bit "In that case let's go over here," he said opening the fence which led to his family's backyard. I walked in there to see an old swing set he must've used as a child.
He walked passed me and sat down, idly swinging himself, refusing to meet my gaze. "Jungkook... I-" "Wait, let me first," he said cutting me off "About what I was going to do at the school, I'm sorry. Even though we aren't dating and I intend to wait for your answer, I acted impulsively and tried to kiss you." I burned at his statement "I'm really sorry for that." if anything this solidified my feelings even more for him. He cared so deeply for the things and people he loved. "I also..." my voice died on my tongue and I clenched my fists at my side "I love you, Jungkook." his eyes snapped towards me, wide with wonder "Again." I feel myself become more flustered. He wanted me to confess again? Saying it the one time almost took everything out of me.
"I love you Jungkook."
He brought his arm up to his face as if he was going to sneeze or something "Are you alright?" I asked and he nodded his head. "About that... it's fine if you still need more time to think about it." he said and I tilted my head confused "You gave me such a long time already," I replied before squatting down in front of him to see that he was actually trying to hide a blush that consumed his whole face "Right. I suppose I have." for some reason, seeing that he could become as flustered as me, gave me confidence. "The time I spend with you is my favorite." he squeezes his eyes shut "Do you even know what you are saying?" I grab his hand that was hiding his face and held it dearly in mine "I know what my words mean... And I was surprised with what happened earlier, but I didn't hate it... I was just surprised is all." I feel like words are not enough to express how I was feeling.
I bring his open palm to my cheek and lean into his touch before turning my head to press a kiss into the center of his palm. The next thing I knew he was standing up, pulling me with him and I looked at him wide eyed. He wrapped his strong arms around me and I buried my burning face in his shoulder, my hands clenched around the fabric of his sweatshirt. "You didn't reject it." he whispered more to himself "I want it." I answered anyways. He chuckled "You're hearts beating so loud," he said getting me to pull away "Well I've never done anything like this before," I whined and he catches my hand to press it against his firm chest "My heart also beats wildly," he informed me and I could tell by how quickly his heart met my fingertips.
"I hope neither of you forget about me!" Rose called and when I looked over at her house she was standing in her window with a smirk. "Go do something else, you creep!" Jungkook called back taking a step towards her, the two of them arguing like siblings. I couldn't help but giggle, overwhelmed with happiness. I was excited for what the next school year had to bring. "Jungkook!" I said grabbing his hand and he stopped instantly to look towards me "Please, be my boyfriend," I asked, he broke into a huge bunny smile "I'd love nothing more," he replied lifting my hand up to his lips, giving the back of it a kiss. "Hear that! She's not just yours anymore ROSIE!" he instantly shouted towards her house, only getting a middle finger in response.
Jungkook P.O.V.
I thought that once we finally got together my feelings would finally settle down, but it's been two weeks since she's given me her response and asked me to be her boyfriend and I still am going just as crazy as I was then. She came over this Sunday to study for exams on Monday, and I was currently in the kitchen, pressing my burning face to the kitchen counter trying to calm my heart down. She came over in a very large sweater that was basically swallowing her hole, simple black leggings and tall socks, nothing fancy, but she looked so fucking cute. She had her hair tied up which allowed me to see her face, no longer hiding behind her long hair and I couldn't take it.
"What... is this?" my older brother asked coming into the kitchen and I lifted my head "Hyung what do I do?" I whined pressing my hand to my chest "My girlfriend is in my room with me, alone," I told him and he just chuckled at me. "I'm serious, I'm losing my mind!" I told him and he just ruffled his hair "I don't know what to tell you, nerd," he said grabbing a snack before returning to his room. I quickly found two water bottles and headed back towards my room, knowing I left her alone in there for far too long. "Y/n," I said as I entered my room, only to realize she had fallen asleep sitting up, her cheek resting against my bed. I set down the drinks on my little coffee table before kneeling down next to her.
My hand was resting near her head but she hadn't even stirred, she must been staying up late to study, or reading her newest novel. I lean over her, my lips close to her ear "Y/n..." my fingers brush over her thigh and up towards her hip, under her much too large sweater "I'm going to have my way with you..." Light snores pass her lips. 'As long as it's you, I'm fine with anything.' I remember her words, making it harder to regain control. I sighed letting my head fall down and bump against the side of hers, I couldn't betray her trust like that. I sit down beside her and run my fingers through her hair "Rise and shine darling," I said and her eyes fluttered open, slowly finding mine as her cheeks redden. "S-sorry." I rest my head against my bed to be level with her, I knew I had a love sick smile on my lips, but she was so adorable.
"Morning," she said lifting her head, brushing her bangs behind her ears and pulling her textbook back in front of her. "I got you water if you want," I told her and she nodded her head "Could you grab my highlighter out of my bag?" she asked not removing her eyes from the words on the page "Sure," I replied crawling over to her bag. That's when I noticed a cute little stuffed keychain "This is cute," I said holding it up and she looked over towards me "oh, if you squeeze it the eyes pop out, you can play with it as much as you like." my hand squeezed around it intensely and everything ached "Y/n," I started "There are some words it's okay to say and some it's not okay to say together," I explained to her.
I watched the cogs in her brain work "...What are you talking about... you're really squeezing him to death," she replied before going back to her book. I found her highlighter and brought it to her before focusing back on my studies because if I continued to pay attention to her my sweatpants were going to become very restricted and we haven't even kissed yet so I couldn't terrify her like that yet. Yet? God, I'm such a pervert. Luckily I was able to focus and calm down and no words left either of our lips for the next two hours. I groaned letting my head fall down against my textbook "My head hurts," I complained "It's at least a bit more fun to study together," she offered. "No more studying," I said lifting my head and taking her hand in mine, using my free hand to run my fingers over her palm "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Nothing," I told her idly brushing my fingers over her palm "You're not doing nothing- that tickles!" she squealed and I smiled "Which part?" I asked trying to ignore the urge to take her cheeks between my palms and kiss that stupid smile off her face. "Stop that!" she giggled pulling her hand out of mine "I didn't know you were such a strict student," I teased and her cheeks reddened "I excel in language arts and the sciences come pretty easily, but math... might take me down," she admitted looking back at the book she's been working in since she's gotten here. "Well, let me help you then," I said moving closer to look over her shoulder "I thought you said no more studying," she muttered, "Well I don't mind helping you..."
I don't think I've ever prepared more for exams in my life than I did this weekend, so for the first time taking tests were quite easy. I never struggled with exams, but I actually was feeling quite confident about them. I just hoped that she was also doing as well as I was because I knew how much work she had put into studying. The final bell rung and I was walking down the hallway with Bambam when I was stopped. I allowed the person to drag me into a nearby empty hallway "Hey," I said with a smirk when I came face to face with a blushy Y/n, "I did really good on my math exam," she said and I smiled "I'm glad, you worked hard," I replied patting the top of her head. She surprised me when she leaned up on her toes her face closer to mine and before I could even process she pressed her soft lips to my cheek. "Thank you."
Now I was the one blushing like mad, I brought my arm up to cover my face "I think I did more distracting than helping," I told her. I then ruffled her hair "I should be thanking you, I did well on my exams too," I said taking her hand in mine. The two of us walked out of the classroom into the hallway and any on lookers would've thought we had done far worse than we did because of how red we were. We walked towards the front doors and that's when I realized it had rained during the day "Jungkook it's slip-" I didn't even have to think catching her before she fell on the ground "It's slippery," she finished her sentence. I then wrapped both arms around her and lifted her up with ease. "Jungkook!" she squealed holding onto my shoulders "I didn't think you'd be so light." I teased stepping over the water on the floor.
"I'm not that light," she complained "Light enough for me to scoop up with ease," I said and she sighed "You're just a muscle pig! Just wait, I'll make sure to get too heavy for you to carry," she said as I set her down "I look forward to the attempt," I said. "Hey lovebirds!" Bambam called the two of us "I'm throwing an end of year party this weekend and you both should come!" he called and I looked towards Y/n expecting that to be something she wasn't interested in "Alright!.. We will be there," she replied getting him to smile and shook us thumbs up. She then looked at me "I know I spoke on behalf of both of us, I hope that was alright," she said and I nodded "It makes me happy."
Y/n P.O.V.
It took me hours to pick out what to wear, I didn't know what you wore to mixers or parties, I've never been to a thing like that, but I figured Jungkook had so I wanted to try it. I ended up just wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a sweater, I didn't want to go over the top or anything, but it's definitely different than my school uniform. Jungkook texted me when he was outside my house and I ran outside to meet him before any of my siblings realized someone else was here. The closer and closer we got to the party, the more and more anxious I had become. It must have became noticeable because Jungkook held one of my hands with his free one. His thumb stroked over my knuckles and helped me calm down a little more.
There were several cars already there when we arrived. "We don't have to go," Jungkook said noticing my hesitance to exit the car and I shook my head before looking at him "I want to try it with you," I told him squeezing his hand. We got out of the car and Jungkook laced his fingers through mine before leading me towards the house. It was nothing like the movies make parties out to be. There was music, but it wasn't blaring loud, the air only faintly smelled of weed and when we got inside there weren't dancing bodies or people making out, just a group of friends with pizza and drinks. It helped me relax. "You two made it, please feel free to whatever," Bam said motioning to the drinks and pizza.
We went to the kitchen first "Here," Yugyeom said holding out a cup towards me "It's fruity," he promised with a wink and before I could take it Jungkook grabbed it "She doesn't drink," he said simply setting it down on the counter. He wasn't wrong, but it didn't mean I wasn't curious like any other teenager. I pick up the cup "Well he made it for me... and you'll be with me," I told him looking towards Jungkook and he nodded "I will," he agreed. Yugyeom gave Jungkook a cup as well and I took a sip from mine, it was fruity, and I wouldn't have known there was alcohol in it if it didn't feel so warm settling into my stomach. We went into the living room where everyone else was, some playing a game, other just chatting amongst themselves.
"Rosie," I said leaving Jungkook's side to sit beside her and a few other girls I remembered from the sports day. "I didn't think you'd e here!" she said cheeks red from drinking and she threw her arms around my neck "My little freshman is all grown up now," she said pressing a kiss to my cheek. "Cheers to moving up a grade," one of the girls said holding up her cup, and we all cheered together before taking a sip of our drinks. Jungkook took a seat beside me, but joined in on whatever stupid game the boys were playing. Within an hour or so my cup was empty, and gone were any anxious feelings I had. The girls and I were having so much fun together. Later in the night everyone seemed to be crashing from their highs.
I somehow ended up on the kitchen floor, the cool tiles relieved the burning to my cheeks I think. I was really happy I decided to push my comfort zone and come to a party, but I was even more happy to know I was experiencing this with my boyfriend. Thinking about him brought a fuzzy feeling to my chest, and all I could think about was all the other experiences I wanted to have with him. I saw knees beside me and I rolled onto my back to look up at the face that was leaning in close. Jungkook. My mind was slow to catch up with the situation. I felt his soft lips gently capturing mine. My lips naturally fall into a pout, our lips slotting together. My eyes flutter shut, my skin tingling and my hands finding his firm chest.
My very first kiss.
"Jungkook," his name falls from my lips "Sorry," he whispered, "But I promise just to kiss you," he said and when I opened my eyes I could see he was feeling the same way as I was "Can we just stay like this a little longer?" he asked brushing his thumb over my cheek. He said we'd just kiss- But I wanted to do so much more than that. "I'd like to try again." I pulled him back down against my chest, and his lips found mine with ease. "I love you," he mumbled against my lips, his hands leaving a wake of fire behind them as they traveled my curves "I love you too."
Jungkook P.O.V.
I kiss her. I have to kiss her every chance I get. Just to make up for the whole year she had me wait for an answer. It's also a bonus that she still gets so flustered every time my lips meet any part of her skin. "Our stop," she said pulling me up with her, it was the first time I was going over to her house. We were going on a date today, but the weather tricked us and it became a full downpour which put a stop to all our plans, that's when she invited me over to watch a movie instead. I never thought I'd love to have a rainy day, but I'm glad it rained and ruined our plans because going over to her house was thrilling.
Neither of us had an umbrella, but I did my best to shield her from getting wet with my body. I was completely soaked when we stepped foot into her empty house "I'll find you something to wear, you'll get sick in wet clothes," she said rushing off into the house. I kicked off my shoes and took my time looking around her family home and she came back with black sweatpants and matching sweater before leading me to the bathroom connected to her room. I pulled the outfit on and threw my wet clothes into the dryer alongside her wet outfit. When I walked out of the bathroom I got to see she exchanged her sundress for a more comfy lounge dress. She was trying to kill me today I swear. The flowy material did nothing to hide her curves from the wandering eye, "Let me dry your hair too," she said finishing with hers.
I sat down in front of her and she ran her fingers through my wet hair while blowing the warm air through my locks. It was a comforting feeling having her nails scarp against my scalp, I almost never wanted it to stop. She turned off the blow dryer and I noticed the large bookshelf "Is this where you keep them all?" I asked crawling over to it. "Yeah and I organize them my author too," she said coming up beside me, we both turn our heads at the same time causing our faces to be inches from one another. I leaned towards her lips and she squealed pressing her hands to my chest to stop me, a blushing mess "It's kind of weird to kiss you when you're wearing my brother's clothes," she said. "Okay..." I reach down to the bottom of the sweater and start pulling it up revealing my lower abdomen "Then I'll take this off-" she grabbed the hem and pulled it down "You're still cold from being wet."
She was beat red and I pouted "Kissing will definitely warm me up," I told her before leaning in, but she kept reeling back until her back hit the floor. "You can tell me not to kiss you," I reminded her, "I want to..." My heart aches when I'm with her. My lips capture hers and she greets them. My hands travel over those curves her dress fails to hide. She's so small, and soft beneath my hands. Her thighs unconsciously squeezing against my legs that were knelt between them. She was driving me crazy. No matter how much I touch her. Or lips break for a beath "Once more," I begged. It's nowhere near enough. I want to treat her tenderly, but I feel like I could just ruin her. "I need to catch my breath," she whispered breathlessly, "okay..." our panting fills the room and she's clinging onto me as if I'd disappear. And because she never objects to any of this. I keep wanting to touch her more.
"We can stop," I reminded her, "It's fine," she replied and I realized if I were to look anywhere besides her face, a whole lot more of her would be revealed, which was probably why here whole face was burning under my touch. "That... is really unfair, you know," I told her dropping my forehead to her chest and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I'll only kiss her. That's all I'll do for now. I lift my head to look into her wide eyes "Saying you're totally fine when we're in this position is gonna make it really hard to stop at just kissing you know." she blushes deeper, "Just kidding," I teased before leaning back in to connect our lips. I wanted to leave hickeys, and sweet forehead kisses. I wanted her to tell me everything she wanted me to do to her and to tell me how much she loved me and why. I wanted to see her at 2am under me in my bed and at 2pm on top of my thighs. I wanted to see her bedroom eyes and her 'I could never love someone more than you' eyes. I want everything she is and what she had to offer, as long as it's her because in the end, it's her.
I freeze when I feel tears against my cheeks, I pull back from her to see tears fall from her eyes. Panic wells in my chest as I sat up, pulling her up as well, searching her face in concern "I'm sorry," I said taking her cheeks between my hands and wiping at the tears. "Did I push you too far?" I asked and she shakes her head, blinking through the tears, "I'm... crying...because..." she breathes deeply "I'm happy," she said finally smiling. I relaxed, trying to hold back a laugh. I pull her head towards me to plant a kiss to the middle of her forehead "I'm really happy too."
Y/N P.O.V
I was excited to start this school year. My friends happened to take a different classes than me so I was by myself in most of them but there was one class I was in with Rose. Jungkook picked me up for school and walked me to my first class. He left me with a kiss on my cheek, which was a little embarrassing as every girl in the class was watching me walk to an empty desk. I tried to ignore their gazes and the whispers, but it sent a shiver down my neck. I wasn't used to getting that much attention from my classmates but I guess that's what happens when you date one of the most popular guys in the school. I was thankful the teacher walked in and started class before any of them got the courage to try and talk to me.
I managed to get through most of my morning classes without anyone talking to me. That is until study hall where the teacher's will let you do just about anything if you aren't disturbing them. Three girls surrounded my desk, "H-hello?" I greeted them, but they did not seem like they were here to make friends judging by their crossed arms and glares. "Just because you're dating Jungkook doesn't mean you're better than us," one of them said and I shook my head because obviously I didn't think that "I don't even know what he sees in you," another said causing my hands to clench around my skirt "He could do so much better than you, honestly I'm surprised he didn't just date Rose." Each time they spoke I felt a spike in my chest.
I wondered myself why Jungkook decided on me out of all the other girls he could've chosen, but he's always done his best to ease my anxieties, it hurt that others saw what I did in myself. I just hoped Jungkook would never come to think it, I don't think I'd survive it. I stood up from my desk and stepped towards the door only to walk right into someone. "S-orry," I said trying to keep my voice steady while one the verge of tears, "Do you girls even know how long I waited for her?" Jungkook's voice caused my head to snap up towards his face. "It's pathetic really taking your jealousy out on my girlfriend. Even if we weren't dating, or she didn't go to this school, I wouldn't date any of you," he added.
I took his hand and dragged him out of the room before he could say anything else. I knew he had a sharp tongue, and when he was mad he could strike people where he knew it hurt. "Their just words Jungkook," I scolded him but his free hand came to my chin and forced me to look up at him "They don't seem like just words," he replied looking between my eyes. "You can't protect me from everything, hold my hand, and verbally attack anyone who's rude to me," I told him and he sighed "Maybe I can't. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to try. When someone mistreats you and I have the power to do something about it, I'm going to speak up. I'm not going to stand aside and watch you take hit after hit." My lips couldn't hide the thankful smile "I know you wouldn't like it if someone said something bad about me." he wasn't wrong.
"We protect and heal each other. That's how this is supposed to be," he told me and suddenly his cheeks were turning red. Both arms cradled me closer, pulling me closer into his chest. The side of my head rested against his drumming heart, his chin on the top of my head. Peace. An overpowering kind of peace I had never experienced before settling between my shoulders. And I knew then that we'd take on anything as long as we were together. We were a team. We'd light up each other's way, hold each other's hand and push the other forward when we stumbled. Together. We'd do anything together. Being together made me realize that I never wanted high school to end.
I always knew Jungkook was a year ahead of me, and that thought alone made me worried. In fact, I took extra classes, and summer classes in hopes to skip a grade so that I could graduate with him. So, when I opened the letter which rejected my application to skip a grade, I couldn't hold back the tears. "Woah, baby, hey," Jungkook said scrambling off my bed to catch my tears. I crumpled the piece of paper into a little ball before throwing it on the ground "What's the matter?" he asked reaching down to pick up the piece of paper. I didn't stop him from flattening it out and reading it "Skip a grade. Y/n, were you trying to graduate with us?" he asked standing up to his full height, eyes still reading over the letter, "I wanted to graduate with you ."
He finally looked up at me "I don't know what school will be like without you and you're going to college and who knows what will happen." I rub my forehead with the back of my sweater "I do," he said setting down the letter. He gently take my face between his palms, the bridge of his nose dusted rose "I want this to last long after high school Y/n, long after college, forever even." He promised with a soft chuckle "For you to even worry about me moving on without you just... I wouldn't, I can't." one of his hands comes to find my hip. "I didn't know you felt so anxious about me graduating before you. It's kind of cute actually," he teased with a smirk and my cheeks flush "I just love you," I told him.
"I love you more," he whispered before pressing his lips against mine, and no matter how many times he kisses me, I'm always left wanting more. He pulled me back towards the bed and sat down with me between his legs, my chest against his back "The college I want to go to isn't even far away, alright?" he asked running his finger over my bare thigh. I forced myself to nod my head but really all I could think about was his fingers brushing over my skin. He kissed the side of my neck and I shivered "Tell me if it's too much, and I'll stop," he whispered into the shell of my ear. His fingers play with the bottom hem of my tank top before plunging underneath, running his cold fingers over my warm skin.
As his hands climbed higher, my tank pooled around his wrists, I whimpered when his fingers traced over the wire of my bra, part out of embarrassment and part out of excitement. Jungkook is pretty good at controlling himself, but part of me wishes he'd lose the self restraint and just have his way with me. God. I cover my face with my hands, why was I thinking about that while in this position. "What do you think about removing this?" he asked and I responded by sitting up, allowing him to slide the fabric up over my head. I felt like I was on fire. He leaned in pressing a kiss between my shoulder blades and I whimpered again. How embarrassing. "Y/n you're making this difficult," he groaned behind me, his fingers climbing dangerously higher up my shorts.
He moved his hands between my thighs, brushing against my panties. I lean back into his chest and he presses a kiss to the side of my cheek "Have you ever..." He runs a firm finger over my covered slit up to my clit. I shook my head no. I've thought of it, but never been able to bring myself to do it. "No?" His touch lightened instantly, his finger circling around the most delicate part of my body "So you've never..." I shook my head slightly embarrassed because I know most girls have done it by themselves, if not with others by now. I'm sure most of the people at school think we are hooking up constantly, little did they know I blush when he kisses my cheek, much less anything else. "Tell me and I'll stop immediately," he promised slipping under my panties rubbing over me, while sucking and kissing my neck.
The warmth starts rising in my stomach, and I can feel everything tingling. I knew what this meant, I've read my fair share of smut scenes. The sensation was overwhelming yet, I didn't want him to stop, it just kept building and building. And then suddenly it snapped. I clamped a hand over my mouth to keep in any noises that threatened to leak out. I expected my orgasm to fade, but it doesn't. His finger slips in between my damp folds. Pulling me in, drawing me to a ball of nothing until tears leak onto my cheeks and I fall into a lifeless version of myself, completely and utterly sated.
On a deep breath, he removes his hand, arms and legs, and then lifts me into a cradled position, holding me close as I rest my face on his chest. Lovingly, he strokes my hair, pressing gentle kisses to the top of my head. He lays down on his back, with me on top of him, pulling a blanket over the two of us "Are you okay?" he asked n a soft voice. It takes me a moment to find my voice "I'm perfect." I answered. I'm aware that he had just made me orgasm for the first time ever, and I'm also away of his cock rigid beneath me. But when i try to move out of his arms, he doesn't let me, so instead, I let him cradle me. "You're easily, the sexiest, most outstandingly gorgeous woman I've ever held in my arms. And I'm still in awe you chose me." I wanted to ask him how he could be so blind. I want to tell him it was him all along, but I can't because I know it took me a second to come to terms with how I felt for him. But now that I know, I can't possibly see myself with anyone else.
Jungkook P.O.V.
"Our baby is all grown up," my mother said fixing my cap and gown, "go stand next to Rose now," she said ushering me towards my childhood friend. We stood side by side in front of our parents houses while they took pictures of us. "We won't live next to each other anymore," I said and she shrugged "I have your number, I'm the only one you listen to anyways," she teased. Our parents had moved on to talking to each other and swapping photos. This year certainly had flown by, it felt like it passed in only a week. "You came to see me!" Rose squealed running over to Y/n who had just arrived. My chest aches, and she's only wearing a sundress, Rose was hugging her tightly.
Then, I realize that ache is there because I don't want her to leave. Not yet anyway. I don't want her to leave because.... Well, because I haven't had my fill of her yet. I'm not fucking done with her. Yeah, that's why my chest is aching like a bitch. I walk over to the two of them and engulf Y/n in my arms "You're not going to forget me, are you?" I whispered into the top of her head, pressing a kiss to the side of her head, "Me forget you, Never." She told me with such wide eyes that were filled with sincerity. There were so many things I wanted to say, but not enough time or words to explain them to her.
"Should we go?" my mother asked and the next thing I knew we were getting into the back of the car, my bother and Y/n and I were all crammed together. When we arrived, Rose and I had to go and join our class, leaving Y/n with my family. The ceremony was long and honestly kind of a drag, but I made sure to smile at my mother when I accepted my diploma. Afterwards I stood around thanking family and friends for coming to my graduation. I don't know how many times I had to say I was going to the nearby university. I was so distracted by everything I hadn't realized that Y/n was no longer at my side. I excused myself from the crowd before searching around the school grounds for my girlfriend.
I walked into the school and saw her standing in front of what used to be my locker. Her fingers were brushing against the cool metal and when I got closer I could see she had tears rolling down her cheeks. As much as I was excited to move onto this next chapter of life, it hurt to know that I was moving forward without her. It was only a year, I reminded myself and then she would be by my side again. "What are you doing here?" I asked and she wipes her tears on the back of her arm before looking at me, giving me a smile "Just claiming my locker for next year," she replied. "It is in the best location," I agreed looking at it, trying to find the right words to comfort her. "I'm not going to leave you behind," I said slowly looking at her, "I think you forget just how obsessed with you I am," I added.
I took her hand and lead her to the classroom where it all began, the one she walked into and ultimately changed my life. We stood in the doorway "I was sitting there, same old tired lonely place, my second year of high school." I could picture it like it was yesterday, "You came in and everything vanished the second my eyes landed on you. I was enchanted by you." I look down at her, and our hands linked together, that boy three years ago would not believe his luck if I told him. "I never had to go to the bathroom that day, I just wanted to introduce myself, hoping my name would stick in her head," I added and her cheeks warmed up, and she turned to look at me "I blushed all the way home, wondering if you could tell that I was enchanted to meet you," I said cupping her cheek.
"There were so many nights I stayed up until 2am wondering if you had a crush on anyone. I used to pace back and forth in front of your classroom in hopes to catch a glimpse of you... I was silently begging you not to be in love with someone else." I lean in before pressing my lips against hers, giving her a soft kiss, "I don't think I'll be in love with anyone else ever," she whispered. Her arms wrapped around my torso and she buried her face in my chest, and all I could do was smile. She made me happy, happier than she could ever know, happier than I could ever explain to her.
I told my mother that I was going to bring Y/n home and then I would come home for our family dinner. My mother would've been happy to have her over as well, but I knew how emotionally taxing this day would be for everyone, and it would be easier this way for everyone. We arrive to her house and I notice that no one was home "Where's your parents?" I asked killing the engine, I didn't want to leave her here all alone. "They went out of town on a date weekend, so it's just me," she answered before looking at me "Would you come in for a little bit?" she asked shyly, and how am I supposed to reject my adorable girlfriend? I followed her inside like a lost puppy and up to her room where I've spent hours upon hours.
Then she blindsided me.
She had taken off her sundress as soon as I shut her bedroom door. I've seen her in her underwear before, but never in this. It was a bright white body suit with flowery details, which highlighted her curves perfectly. I swear my mind blanked when she turned around to reveal the g- string and open back of the lingerie. She sat down on the edge of her bed and I could tell by the redness in her cheeks she was embarrassed. I shrugged off my sweat shirt before falling to my knees and crawling over to her, my hands finding purchase on her smooth thighs. "What's all this?" I asked breathlessly, I didn't care if all she let me do was look at her, but thankfully she had other plans, spreading her legs letting me fall between them.
"I thought maybe we could... Go all the way tonight," she admitted and as tempting as she was being, I couldn't help but worry "This isn't you trying to convince me in stay with you or something, right? Because you don't have to..." I shake my head "I will always be yours, Y/n, it doesn't have to happen right now," I told her. She shook her head "I feel ready, and I want it to be with you," she told me and it took me a second to act. "We will start with this and see if you want to continue," I informed her, smoothing my hands over her inner thighs, spreading her legs a bit further, allowing my shoulders to fit between them. A hushed curse leaves my lips at the sight of her. My lips find her thigh, kissing inward until my lips were over her clothed clit.
I ran my tongue over the fabric, sucking at her clit, licking over her slit. Her thighs shook and I couldn't wait any longer. I look my finger on the bridge of her outfit and pull it to the side to reveal her bare self to me. I reconnect my lips to her clit, sucking and drawing circles around it with my tongue. My hands travel to the back of her knees, forcing her legs up higher and over my shoulders to give myself a better angle. She was trembling beneath me. Fuck she's so beautiful. Without thinking I discard the little outfit and toss it somewhere behind me in the room. It was only getting in the way at this point. My tongue prods at her hole, greedily drinking up all that tries to leak out, "Jungkook," she breathed to let me know.
"I know." I press a finger in, easing it back and forth as I kiss her clit once more. A second finger slips in easily a while later. Her fingers curled into my hair, gripping harshly, but it only egged me on more, increasing the pace, twisting my fingers, curling them in the way that I knew would have her gasping for breath. I dared add a third finger and she tightened around them, but she was so wet that they easily slide in and out. It wasn't long before her walls were convulsing around my fingers and she whimpered out as her orgasm washed over her. I lift my head to look at her, warm skin, flushed and slowly pulled my fingers from her, licking them clean before wiping them off on my pants.
I stand up and she met my eyes "Still up for it?" I questioned despite the obvious tent that was hidden by my jeans. "Please," she replied opening her legs a bit wider, inviting me. I quickly shuck off my shirt, kicking my jeans off and pulling down my boxers. I ease my way between her legs, hips bumping into her knees and thighs out of the way as I close in on her. I curve over her, and she places her hands on my shoulders "I love you," I whispered kissing her bare shoulder. I press my throbbing tip against her hole. I slide my tip from her clit, to her hole, letting my length run between her wet folds. "Kook-ah please," she begged with want and I press the tip in, then back out, and then pressing in again. The stretch had her squirming beneath me "Is it okay?" I asked looking at her face, one that showed slight discomfort "Just do it."
I thrust in, sliding all the way in with just one go, leaving her withering and panting. She was so warm and velvety, her hole squeezing me so tightly. I shudder while waiting for her to get used to me, my thighs pressed up against her plump ass. I move without thinking, but she doesn't seem to have any problem with it. My eyes roll back, a hiss blowing between my teeth. It's been so long since anything other than my hand was wrapped around my cock. I set a pace that was neither fast nor slow. She couldn't even keep her eyes open, squeezing them shut tightly, God, she was so adorable. Her mouth slightly agape and moving with each strong thrust. Then I hit a spot that had her toes curling. I grind against her and her hands clench around the sheets beneath her, back arching.
I watched as her boobs bounced in tandem with my thrusts and I brought my hands to her mounds and greedily squeezed them. I had felt them before, but being able to see them, with nothing covering, and touch them as I pleased was something different. I suck at her plump flesh, circling my tongue around her nipple, and moving up her neck, kissing and sucking while playing with her breasts. My thrusts have slowed down due to my ministrations, "You're fucking gorgeous baby," I praised before pressing our mouths together. It was messy and wet. I pull back to look at her with half lidded eyes, her hair was a mess, cheeks blushing a pretty red, different to her usual pink. Her eyes were fixated on my lower extremities. I move my hand between the two of us, rubbing over her clit when I thrust in.
I watch as her orgasm approaches, her walls spasming around me "Oh-" I hadn't expected it to feel so good. "Sorry baby," I whispered feeling myself coming undone. My cock pulses before pushing cum through my tip, thick and hot. Colors and shapes danced behind my eyes as I sink further into her, the afterglow affecting me. It takes a minute or two for me to calm down, slowly lifting myself off of her. I ease out slowly, evermore careful when she starts to whimper at the loss of touch. "Sorry... Might have overdone it." She sits up rather groggily, pushing up on her hands "Wait baby," I said worried she was still feeling a bit overwhelmed after two orgasms back to back. "I'm alright," she said cupping my cheek, my anxious thoughts melt after she gives me a reassuring smile. I nuzzle into her palm, intertwining our fingers and smiling back at her.
"We should wash up," I said before turning into her palm pressing a kiss there before standing up. I walked over to her bathroom and turned on the shower and when I looked back at her she was now standing, but I could see the quiver in her legs. "I'm going to rinse off quick and then I'll start a bath for you, so please just sit down and rest a minute," I asked and she did as I asked, I hopped into the somewhat cold water and rinsed off everything that had gotten sticky. By the time I had cleaned off the water had gotten hot, and I plugged the bathtub letting it get filled. I walked back over towards her "You've only said two words," I chuckled nervously while pulling on my clothes "I just got very tired," she replied. I knew that she was telling me the truth, but I just worried about her.
I scoop her up in my arms and she giggled as I carried her into the bathroom and gently set her down in the tub. "I really don't want to leave you," I told her quietly and she shook her head "You have your family dinner," she replied reaching out to cup my cheek again. "It just feels like I'm hitting it and ditching," I told her while heat crawled up my neck, "We both know you aren't ditching me. If you want, you can come back," she offered. My eyes widened, she had never invited me to stay the night before, our families would be too suspicious, but since her family was out of town, I'm sure I could make something up that my parents would believe and come back. "I'll hold you to it."
Y/n P.O.V.
When I woke up, his body was practically on top of mine. Arms around my waist, one hand clutching onto the sweatshirt around my body, his long black hair pulled into a bun, poking me in the chin due to his head being nuzzled into my chest. I melt into him, my entire body relaxing knowing that he had come back to cuddle me. He rolled a little bit, moving his face from my chest up to the crook of my neck, nuzzling into it as he let out a tiny hum in his sleep. I listened to and felt his slow and soft breathing against my skin, letting me know that he was in deep sleep. I run my fingers over his scalp and he hums in content.
"I'm going to be you're wife someday."
High school was certainly different without Rose or Jungkook, but I still managed to keep in contact with them. Rosie was hours away at college, but she loved texting me and facetiming me whenever something exciting or new happened in her life. Jungkook, my sweet boyfriend who went to college only thirty minutes away made sure to see me at least every other day, daily if he could do it. Lots of people warned me that when he went off to college he was going to get tired of having a high school girlfriend, and before he graduated from high school, I believed the same thing. However, Jungkook has made it abundantly clear that I had bewitched him, or as I see it gotten him to fall so in love with me that he couldn't even think romantically of anyone else if he tried.
"Is that Jungkook?" My friend asked as we walked out of school at the end of the day. I followed her gaze to see that it indeed my boyfriend "It appears so," I replied and they giggled "Geeze could you two just get married already?" they teased before leaving me. I waved goodbye to them before walking over to Jungkook "Don't you have classes?" I asked him and he shook his head "They got canceled, so I figured I'd pick you up from school," he replied pulling me into a hug. "People in my class were asking about you," he said letting go of me, and I held his hand "Why?" I asked as he lead me towards his car "Well I told them I was dating someone adorable," he replied with a smirk. I felt heat crawling up the back of my neck, it's crazy he can still make my heart go crazy after nearly four years.
We got into his car but he didn't drive off right away "Kook?" I asked and he gave me an innocent look "What would you do if I just... brought you back to campus?" he asked with a hopeful glint in his eyes. "My parents would never let me just stay the night with you," I informed him and he pouted "Couldn't you say you're staying at a friend's house?" he asked leaning over the console to kiss my cheek. "We could order out..." he kissed my neck "We could make out..." and my entire body was warming up "We could shower and then fall asleep together." It was so awfully tempting "I promise to make it worth your while," he said kissing my jaw before pulling back.
"Fine," I relented and his eyes gleamed with mischief, "Perfect, go home and let your parents know," he said and I furrowed m eyebrows "You won't bring me home?" I asked. He tisked at me "My innocent girl, would your parents really believe you are going to a friend's house if I dropped you off and picked you up?" he asked and he was right, if I thought about it from my parents perspective I would totally believe my daughter is sleeping at her boyfriends. Jungkook was nearly nineteen and I just turned eighteen a few weeks ago. We were adults at this point, so it shouldn't be such a huge scandal that we spend the night together. "Alright, stay here and wait for me," I told him before getting out an heading home.
My house wasn't far from school now that my parents moved, so I often walked to and from school. I practiced what I was going to say, making it sound natural and totally not a lie. I got home and my mom welcomed me from the kitchen. "Mom, Chae and Somi wanted me to sleep over so we could work on our group project. Would that be okay?" I asked, she didn't even look over her shoulder at me "A project? For what class?" she asked and I panicked for a moment "Social problems, it's a semester project, we just want to get ideas out there," I said realizing this was becoming a lot more extravagant then it needs to be "So you won't even be staying for dinner?" she asked "Chae's mom ordered pizza," I replied. She sighed looking at me with a pout "Fine, but I better not get a call from school tomorrow that you were late," he said warningly.
I felt so excited and pulled her in a hug "Thank you! I'll be good, I promise," that was a full out lie, but she smiled before ushering me out of the kitchen. I raced up the stairs to my room, and putting a few things I'd need for the night and tomorrow morning before running down the stairs. "Bye mom! I'll see you tomorrow!" I called before going out the door, I half walked, half jogged back to school where Jungkook's car was the only one in the parking lot. I got back into his car and he smiled "Did it work?" he asked smiling excitedly, I lean over the console to give him a kiss on the cheek "Baby I'm yours," I whispered.
Jungkook P.O.V.
Y/n and her mom were up in her room, getting her ready for her graduation ceremony, that left me alone in the living room with her dad. We get along well, but right now I was terrified. The silence that loomed over the two of us was constricting around my throat. The box in my pocket felt more like a boulder. "Mr. Y/L/N?" I asked getting him to chuckle and remove his gaze from his phone and look at me "You haven't called me that in years," he teased me, but even that didn't help to lighten how I felt. I knew I wasn't doing anything wrong, but it still felt terrifying. "Yeah, I'm just a bit nervous," I admitted getting him to furrow his eyebrows "Why so?" he asked and it pulled all the courage in me to pull out the box in my pocket.
"In this box is a ring for your daughter," I explained deciding if I looked at it and not him that it might be easier to confess "She's my everything and all that I know- it would be such a relief- I'm hoping to be on the same side-" I couldn't start it right. I stopped and swallowed thickly, looking at him and his stoic face "I'm going to marry your daughter and make her my wife. I want her to be the only girl I'll love for the rest of my life and give her the best of me until the day that I die." I didn't expect to get so emotional but tears blurred my vision "She's been here for every step since the day we met- and I'm scared to death to think what would happen if she ever left. So don't you ever worry about me treating her bad."
I use my shoulder to wipe at my cheek "There's no doubt in my mind- it's time. I'm ready to start the rest of my life. The second I saw her I knew I'd say I do." He got up and sat next to me on the couch, "She'll be the most beautiful bride that I've ever seen," he said grabbing my shoulder firmly in his hand. Relief flooded my chest like air and I smiled at him "I can't wait to smile as she walks down the aisle on the arm of her father," I replied before shoving the box back in my pocket. A second later the women walked down the steps "What are you two boys doing?" her mother asked in a teasing tone, "Oh nothing," her father said getting up and walking over to her. I looked to Y/n seeing her in her new dress she got, she looked older than she did when I first saw her. I hadn't realized the two of us had gotten older.
"You're beautiful," I said walking over to her, she took my hand "You don't think it's too much?" she asked tucking hair behind her ear. I shook my head no, basically speechless, and she blushed "you're embarrassing," she whispered getting the rest of us to chuckle. "Let me take a picture of my baby," her mother said and Y/n followed her outside, my heart was pounding hard against my ribcage because all I could think about was how I hoped for her to be my wife. "You're going to marry my daughter," her father said pulling me out of my thoughts, a prideful smirk on his lips and I couldn't help but smile back.
Her graduation was the same as mine, just as long and boring. Afterwards she had many friends and family members that came to greet her and congratulate her. It was several hours before I could finally get her alone. It after dinner with her family, her cap and gown long gone, leaving her in that breathtaking dress. We snuck out to the backyard and all I wanted to do was hold her, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to propose to her tonight. I worried that it might not go over well or maybe she'd be upset this day was no longer about her. "What's in your pocket?" she asked pushing on my chest, my eyes widened as she looked up at me with questioning brows, "I-uh, it's nothing," I tried but she wouldn't have it, she reached into my pocket and pulled out the velvety box "Did you get me a present?" she asked.
I didn't even know what to do, I didn't want to stop her because now she had it, but it wasn't just a present. It was a commitment. She opened the box and then her mouth fell open "Jungkook this..." she looked up at me with tears in her eyes "I've been waiting for the right moment," I explained rubbing the back of my neck. I pulled the ring out and gave me the box to hold onto as she examined it, "Everything is better with you. Everything has been better since you." it was that simple "From the first day you walked into my life, you're all I think about. You're the reason I breathe. You are the stars in my sky. I wouldn't want it any other way. You're the love of my life," I said taking the ring from her. I got down on one knee and looked up at her "Y/n, will you marry me?" I asked.
"Are you sure?" she asked getting on her knees, her hands coming to my chest "I'm not that pretty and I can barely cook or clean-" "Y/n, Y/n," I cut her off chuckling, cupping her cheek with my free hand "You're perfect," I assured her and she sighed leaning into my hand. "I know people say we are too young and too dumb to know things like love, and things will get harder, but I want to work forever with you than even try with anyone else," I added. "I will marry you Jungkook, a million time over," she replied and I put the ring on her finger. She threw her arms around me and pulled me into a tight embrace. I circled my arms around her waist "This is the best present you could've ever given me," she whispered. I pulled back just enough to look at her pink cheeks once again.
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1. V
While he wouldn’t do it all the time, Taehyung would love surprising his girlfriend with expensive and extravagant gifts. He also wouldn’t need an excuse to do so. If he saw something that reminded him of her or he thought she would like, he would pick it up. This would be especially true if he found something ‘one off’ that couldn’t be purchased easily, such as handmade jewellery, antiques, a particularly unusual bouquet of flowers or pieces of art. He would also love buying his girlfriend clothes such as dresses he found beautiful. His own taste/preferences would also be a big factor in the gifts he bought, so it might not always be 100% what was wanted, or something that would come in useful.
2. RM
Namjoon wouldn’t make impulsive decisions when buying gifts, but would instead think through what to buy his girlfriend carefully when it was coming up to a special occasion such as her birthday, Christmas or an anniversary. He would be less likely to surprise his girlfriend on a normal day, but his ‘special’ gifts would always be very well received. He would love buying original pieces of art or limited edition art prints, signed copies of a book he knew she loved, and even more expensive items such as a new car.
3. Jimin
Jimin would love showering his girlfriend with cute gifts he thought she might like, and would find lots of excuses to do so. It wouldn’t just be limited to big events such as birthdays and anniversaries, he would find an excuse to celebrate any kind of holiday so he could see the look on her face. He’d be more likely to purchase trendy items such as designed handbags, designed jewellery, perfume and clothing items. He’d know what designers she particularly enjoyed, and would love buying the complete set of something, such as a patching wallet and bag or watch and bracelet set.
4. J-Hope
Hoseok would be particularly likely to buy his girlfriend gifts when he was away from her, such as on vacation or tour. He’d love visiting foreign stores and picking up items such as sunglasses, hats or clothes for her, knowing they were harder to get back home in Korea. He wouldn’t particularly look at the price tag, so some items would naturally be more expensive than others. He’d also throw in some touristy type items as a cute gesture such as fridge magnets and trinkets of attractions he had seen. Likewise, for occasions such as birthdays, he would mix more expensive items with cheaper ones, knowing his girlfriend would likely appreciate both just as much. He’d buy cheap bunches of daffodils in the spring on his way home to surprise her or baked treats from the store, but might sometimes come home with designer hoodies or a bag he liked the look of. He’d always think of her taste and what she enjoyed, but might also purchase things he thought was particularly fun or unusual.
5. Suga
While Yoongi wouldn’t be a big gift giver in general (and we see the types of girls he goes for as someone who wouldn’t expect it), if he knew she needed something, he would look up a lot of reviews to try and find the best product to suit that need. For example, he might buy her a new laptop for her birthday or a pair of hair straighteners. He’d also buy household appliances for her apartment if the version she had was old or no longer effective, such as a new washing machine or vacuum cleaner. These could easily add up in cost if he was seeking the ones which had the best reviews. He would also buy less expensive things she mentioned liking, such as a record from her favourite band, a new vinyl player or headphones. Again, he’d always be mindful of getting something which was good quality and would last.
6. Jungkook
With Jungkook, it would be the thought behind the gift that made it special, and he would just as rather get his girlfriend something heartfelt than overly expensive. He would, however, sometimes come across something he thought she would love such as a designer handbag which would be costly. He would never tell her how much it cost, however, and so she might end up using it for casual errands or for work without realising. More often, he would buy things he thought was cute or a nice gesture such as chocolates, flowers, stuffed toys - and he wouldn’t need much of an excuse to do so. If his girlfriend was into fitness like him, he’d also surprise her with new running shoes or the latest gear he thought might help her with her fitness goals.
6. Jin
While Jin would occasionally buy more expensive gifts, he wouldn’t be particularly bothered about flashing his cash and would just as soon buy his girlfriend something she needed, liked or shower her with little, heartfelt surprises, such as a nice bunch of flowers. He’d also love cooking and baking for her, making birthday cakes himself or cupcakes. If he received something for free (such as a new mobile phone or something through a sponsor) he’d also be likely to give you it if he thought you’d use it more than him. These could be worth quite a lot, but he’d be upfront that it was a free. Funnily enough, he might ask the company if they had the device in a colour he knew you liked, such as pink, which might raise a few eyebrows.
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PART TWO (SEQUEL TO ‘MY NAME IS 01001010 01001011′)
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Warning: Tooth-rotting fluff, Jungkook being a cutie, ok the real warning tags are Daddy kink, birthday sex, innocent reader being trained (???), lots of hicks and marking, cunt slapping, oral sex, uhh and jk being a competitive baby.
Genre: Fluff, Smut, if you squint and look closely, a little bit of humour.
Word Count: 5.6k
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
It had been a week since Jungkook had, ahem, dicked you down. And it has been the best week of your life so far – he showed you things you had never seen before, the most beautiful scenes that your eyes feasted upon. You both had gone to the Neon Valley, it was a vast blue-purple lake that lit up at night due to the minerals on the sand bed below, and the lilies residing there would dance every night.
They fluttered, swung and swayed – and simultaneously, Jungkook and you too, had danced – he took you in his arms and as you both slow danced to the humming of the diva-crackers, you couldn’t help but look at his gorgeous face, adorned with a smile that you’d never replace for anything in this universe. You could feel yourself falling for him, he twirled you with ease, and as you stumbled back into his arms, he lost his balance trying to save you from falling and splash!
You both had ended up in the hot water, and despite the current situation, you both had burst into boisterous laughter which echoed across the plain field around. In the shining moonlight, Jungkook’s face was more lit up than the neon water they were in, his long hair sprawled across his forehead, as he pushed it back with his left hand, while holding your waist with his right arm.
Jungkook looked at you with such intensity, you didn’t really know how to react. both of you knew you wanted more than just cuddles on your couch that was too small for Jungkook, more than grocery shop romances, and trekking on the artificial mountain, and more than watching movies together,, more than cuddling under the tree at the main park, more than making fun of each other, you wanted each other so much more badly.
“Kiss me,” Jungkook whispered, his face getting dangerously close.
“I’m scared,” Of course you were, but you didn’t move away from me.
“Of what?” Jungkook’s eyebrows bunched up like they always do when he’s confused.
“Of falling. Of drowning,” you answered as you looked into his eyes, how could someone not fall for him?
“Well, I’m already drowning, so don’t be scared, silly,” Jungkook’s eyes formed from his usual doe eyes to half-moon crescents and, you were no longer afraid to fall.
Because he was there, he will always be there, right beside you.
Fuck. You couldn’t help but curse as you saw the red spot on your lavender sheets, they were my favorite sheets. You had really bad mood swings when you were on your period, and you were basically uncontrollable. You saw Jungkook’s figure on the left side of the bed, sleeping peacefully, his chest heaving up and down as he breathes consistently.
“Baby,” you whined, as you almost pushed him off the bed. There was no way that you were going to the pharmacy to get the goods, so he was your only choice possible.
He stumbled as he got up, sleep still swimming in his eyes, as his hands went up to rub them, trying to get rid of the slumber that had taken over him.
“Yes, princess?” he asked in his hoarse voice – which turned you on (especially a lot now, since your uterus was sad, lonely and angry). His eyes travelled to the blood on the sheets, and it would be an understatement to say that he had a heart attack.
He immediately engulfed you in his arms, “Are you hurt anywhere?” he said, unable to breathe, because fuck, if anything ever happened to you, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself.
The worry in his eyes was making you feel guilty; did he even know what was happening?
“Jungkook, chill,” you laughed a little before directing him to the side of the bed, telling him to sit.
“Humans – well, only females – have to go through a period of time where they bleed. From down there,” you explain, and watch him go into a slight state of shock.
The poor baby just woke up 2 minutes ago, so this was probably hard to digest.
“You… you’re bleeding… and you don’t go to the hospital?”
“Does it hurt?” he asks in the timidest voice ever, careful not to offend you. He remembers once he asked you about body hair and since it was your biggest insecurity (cue Middle School flashbacks when you were the only girl with a slight unibrow and mustache), you couldn’t help but lash out on him.
“Yeah, it hurts a lot in my tummy,” you said on your way to the bathroom, “I need my supplies though, could you get them for me?”
Half an hour later, Jungkook returned with five bags of chocolates, chips and snacks – enough to feed a small village. The entire week, he kept studying you (you swear you saw him looking at you and writing notes in his small notebook, like a detective. Sigh) and your mood swings and tendency to eat the weirdest food combinations – he couldn’t help but gag when he saw you dip a whole cucumber in peanut butter.
“Kookie, cuddle with me,” during the day you would make grabby hands at him, and get him to massage your back, but at night you’d be the complete opposite – wanting to sleep as far away from him as possible. He also noted that you were more sensitive to jokes during the week, so he kept them at a minimum, and his praises at a maximum.
“Baby, you know, you look so cute in my arms,” he cooed, as he kissed your cheek while cuddling. He didn’t miss the blush that crept on your cheeks either.
Also, despite all the bleeding, you were ready to jump his bones anytime. He hasn’t had this much sex with anyone in one week. Not that he minded it.
You were more than ecstatic when you saw your favourite-est food in the world stocked in the human section of the grocery store. Spicy Hot Korean Ramen! You still remember when eating this used to be a challenge, back on Earth.
As you stacked the basket with half the stock, Jungkook couldn’t help but look at the ingredients – what was it that made you love them so much?
He was well, more than shocked to see all the different kinds of spices that humans could barely tolerate, chili flakes, red pepper oil, habanero flavored seasoning… he couldn’t let you eat this!
“Baby, this is too spicy for you, maybe we should buy this,” he pointed to the boring chicken and cheese flavored ramen. No! You were going to buy the spicy one and that’s finalized. Of course, Jungkook looked at you, and couldn’t argue. He doesn’t think he could argue with you even if he tried to.
Back at the apartment, Jungkook bit his tongue, trying not to say “I told you so,” as you fought your tears while eating the horrendous noodles. You were positive you could never feel your numb tongue as you chugged down the glass of strawberry milk that Jungkook handed you.
As expected, Jungkook was prepared for the stomach ache you experienced throughout the night, and gave you medicine to recover.
Before sleeping, you heard him sigh before saying, “I told you so,”
Jungkook had noticed you a lot, ever since you moved in with him. You didn’t have much belongings anyways, because you were only allowed to carry 100 pounds of baggage on the space craft, so you only carried the essentials. (Yes, you brought an oven. Yes, it was 77 pounds heavy. No regrets.)
While getting accustomed to his cozy, but huge apartment, you couldn’t help but trip over furniture. At first, it was his coffee table in the kitchen, next to the refrigerator. Every time you would get something to eat, your pinky would hit the leg of the table, causing you to splutter nonsense and then cry about it.
His bed was also higher than you expected it to be, so every day, for an entire month, after waking up you would underestimate the height – and always, always fall down from it.
He was extremely shocked by your ability to ignore pain, and to continue suffering every day because of the same cause at the same place. It’s okay, because now he’d hold you as you stepped out of the bed, and moved the coffee table to the other side of the kitchen.
He also noticed that humans don’t always have a thought out sleep schedule, they did as they pleased. Last night, you were pretty much half asleep at 4 AM, as you tried to finish the last episode of the new Netflix series.
“You were so sleepy, yet you continued to watch it without even understanding what’s happening?” he asked as soon as you woke up, to which you shrugged.
Again, next week, you forced yourself to get up at 5AM in the morning, so you could go for a jog. After all, you were thinking of getting more fit, all you did was lay on the couch. But as you headed in the bathroom for a shower after the run, he couldn’t help but think that humans are weird.
The first time Jungkook heard you crunch your bones, he was so scared, you almost though he would faint. He threw his game controller on the floor, as he ran towards you – thinking you had dislocated a limb, or something.
“Kookie, I was j-just stretching,” you could barely make out the words, trying to hold in your laughter as he tried to make sure you were okay.
With a sigh, he ran his hand through his fluffy – much longer – hair now, as he headed back to continue his game, “Baby, you’re so weird,”
“But you still love me?” you asked as you joined him on the couch, laying your head on his lap.
“I will always love you. Even if your bones crack,”
Bonus: When you got up at night for a midnight snack, you were surprised to see that Kookie wasn’t in bed with you. You later found him in his office, studying about how a human’s joint makes loud popping or cracking sounds because of the gas gathered there. He was finally content to ensure that you were safe.
Of course, you smothered him in hugs and kisses, because he always looked out for you. Always.
After a few weeks of being in Corellia, you had started to well… miss Earth. It was natural to do so; you’d lived your entire life there.
“I miss the sunsets, they were so pretty,” you spoke as you showed him a polaroid of you and your sister with the sunset behind you both. You pointed towards the one sun you had, and the purple, pink and orange hues of the clouds.
In an attempt to make you happy, Jungkook gave you a chocolate, they always made you happier, and he’d read somewhere something about chemicals in it making humans happier. But he was surprised to see you dancing (terribly) to a pop song, that seemed a little annoying, but he could deal with it.
The song had seemed to lighten your mood a lot, as you danced along with him happily, and as you looked at him, you felt happier. His long, wavy hair bounced as he danced with you. His eyes were smiling, and it was so pure that you laughed along. You were happy finally.
Until two weeks later, when you came across a photo of you and your high school class, trekking up a mountain on your senior trip to the north. Jungkook saw you sad again, missing Earth and your loved ones. Some were dead, some didn’t make it here, and some lived on the hotter side of the planet.
He put up the same pop song again, and cuddled with you on the couch. For the first time ever, you really felt grateful to God for something. You felt grateful that you were alive, and that you had Jungkook along with you. He looked how he looked every day, wearing a casual white t-shirt and grey baggy sweatpants. You adjusted yourself on his lap, and looked at him, and looked into his brown eyes. As you traced his face with your finger, he laughed, “Princess, do you feel better?”
You smile at the word of endearment, kissing his cheek, “You make me realize the difference between a house and a home. A house is a place, made with bricks and concrete, and materialistic items. But a home, is so much different. A home is where you feel belonged, a home is a place where you get that feeling of love. You make me finally realize how Earth was more of a house for me, but here, in your arms, I finally feel like I’m at home,”
You never thought Jungkook would be an overprotective boyfriend. Or a way too over protective boyfriend. During sex, he would go crazy on your body – sometimes treat you like a china doll, fragile and easily breakable, and sometimes it would be rough and harsh, not that you minded it.
His apartment was well, more suited for Jubal people because the ceilings, the bed, and of course, the kitchen cabinets were all bigger in height and size in comparison to your apartments back on Earth. Often, without thinking Jungkook would put food on the top most cabinets, and you often either felt too embarrassed, or too stubborn to ask for his help.
Which resulted in you – dangerously – climbing on the shelf to grab your precious food. This was a routine now, so you didn’t exactly pay attention to your limbs – just letting your muscle memory do the work for you. Right foot on the counter, and then you push your left knee as well, until you’ve made yourself stable on the counter top. Then, you stand up, holding the cabinet handle. Today was the same, but Jungkook had recently scrubbed clean the shelves, so they were more slippery than usual, and there was a fleeting moment when you thought you were about to fall (which would, by the way, give you the nastiest head injury), and before you realized it, Jungkook had looped his arm around your waist.
You were still shocked – chips in hand – when he settled you on his lap, almost like a child.
“Princess, what were you thinking?” he says as he lets you turn around, so you straddling his lap.
“I just wanted some chips, Kook,” you say with an amused grin. He was obviously distressed, as he sighed while running his hands through his hair, like he would when he was frustrated.
“Baby, you have to tell me if you need something from there, okay? What if you had hurt yourself?” his voice seemed to get louder with every words, and just like that, your amused grin was replaced with a pout, as you lowered your head.
You didn’t mean to make him angry like that.
Looking at you, he knew he couldn’t ever stay mad at you. It was physically impossible for him. He hugged you, and your head rested on his cheat, feeling his fast heartbeat morphed into a more, stable and steady beat, “I’m just always worried for you. Even if everything is wrong, it’s alright, you’re the only good thing in my life,”
It had been ages since you had gone to a festival, and there was going to be a carnival-like festival in Corellia soon. You didn’t think Jungkook would be that interested, so you were quite surprised to see him… so excited about it.
“It comes twice in a year, you have to come! I’ve heard they’ve made it more human themed this year, so you feel welcomed, but we’ll have our traditional rides too!” he spoke with a gleam in his eyes, as you both got ready.
Jungkook of course, made sure you were wearing at least five layers of clothes, two pairs of gloved, and three pairs of socks. It was night time, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of you looking like a walking marshmallow.
“Baby, you look so cute!” he exclaimed, holding your hand. The dead town looked really alive tonight, as the red, yellow, purple and other multicolored lights lit the place up, to make it feel even more alive. You were really shocked at the amount of people present, but that’s what made it even more fun.
The first thing had to be food, you got two plates of fries, because, well, is it even possible or human to share food? And that too, fries? No way.
Jungkook had recently discovered ketchup, and now he would dip everything in it before eating. Ramen, dipped in ketchup. Chips, dipped in ketchup. Bread, dipped in ketchup. And now, you saw him cover every single chip in ketchup before eating it. While you thought this was disgusting, you were still amused by his new found love for it.
You both scared a giant cup of strawberry milkshake, that looked like it was out of a romcom, cotton candy pink color, with whipped cream on top. And naturally, the cherry. Your noses touched, as you both drank at the same time, and you couldn’t help but want to live in the moment forever.
You both had spent the night, either enjoying rides that were too scary, and hazardous to experience but at the same time too fun to miss out on, or competition with each other to the next level. You knew Jungkook had always been a competitive little shit, whether it was about who would cook better and faster, or about who loved the other one more, he was always in a competition. This was no exception either, as you both we immersed in a car racing game, where you were well, obviously losing.
You had never really been the best at arcade games, and this car games was extremely frustrating, because the goddamn seat was too big and your legs could barely reach the pedals on the bottom while holding onto the steering wheel simultaneously. He laughed as you struggled to multitask, and at one point you didn’t realise you were going the wrong way until you heard Jungkook laughing so hard, he was struggling to breath. Three tries later, Jungkook had had his fair share of victories as he put you in his lap, and told you to focus on the steering only. He’d handle the pedals part. Together, you guys had broken the fastest record of the day and of course, he had to congratulate you. And the congratulations came in a form of a heated kiss – which wasn’t liked by the Jubals waiting in line to play the game.
Later, you both had way too much fun beating others in basketball as you paired up, and beat a Jubal power couple. Then came the bumper cars. The same Jubal power couple had hit your and Jungkook’s car so hard that you almost flew across the set-up, if it wasn’t for the seatbelt, and Jungkook’s arm around the waist. It was safe to say that Kook took his revenge by hitting their car repeatedly, as he shoved them into a corner. You kissed your over protective boyfriend on the cheek, he was just so fricking cute.
You both ate more food than you could handle, and as you were walking, Jungkook bought a donut and tried to feed you.
“No! No, Kook, I swear!” you tried to get away from him, but he held your waist as he pushed the donut in your mouth, smearing it over your cheek in the process.
“Kook!” you exclaimed, as he kissed you, and licked away any leftover icing.
You couldn’t help but blush when he smirked, “Sweet.”
At the end of it all, you pushed Kook into a small photo booth that sat on the other end of the carnival.
“Please? Come on!” you tried to show him your puppy eyes, and turned your lips into a pout.
“But baby, I don’t look good in photos!” he whined as you inserted the money to take a four portrait photo.
“Please? Just this once? For me?” you pouted again, and pushed him in with you, and you tried to drag his arms.
“You can’t give me the puppy dog face! You know I can’t say no to that!” he whined, adjusting you in his lap.
“Just pose, Kookie,” you said as you closed the red curtain on the side. In the first one, your arms were around his neck as you laughed and looked in the camera, and he looked at you, pouting. The second one, you both looked at each other and smiled, his hands in your hair. The third had been him grabbing your face, squishing you cheeks and bringing you closer (but because of the movement – it was also blurred, at which you were disappointed, but Kook assured you it looked good), and lastly, in the fourth one, you were kissing passionately, while Jungkook smiled in the kiss.
You both climb the small hill, where people are buying and lighting their lanterns in an orderly manner. You both buy one, and you end up writing “JK X Y/N” on it with red paint, and before Jungkook lights it, he adds a red heart, and “4EVER,” underneath which looks so cheesy, that it makes you laugh.
He looks at you, and kisses your forehead. Around 10:30, everyone lets go of their lanterns, and you both also let go of yours, letting it fly in the sky, as Jungkook cups your cheeks and pushes your hair back, before kissing you, sweet and slow.
The night had come to an end as all the Jubals were leaving too. You didn’t know exactly what time it was, but it was definitely i-can’t-walk-o’ clock, as Jungkook gave you a piggy back ride without any questions when he saw you stumbled into others. In one hand you held the teddy bear he had won from the water gun thingy, and in the other you held a cotton candy like sweet – but it wasn’t exactly cotton candy. It was blue and purple, and shined because of the crystallized sugar on it.
The last thing you remember was resting your face where his shoulder and neck met and mumbling, “This was the best day of my life,”
If someone had told you that you’d have a cook off with an alien in two months’ time, you would’ve laughed in their face. But. Here you were. Trying to cook the best alfredo pasta he would ever taste in his life.
You tried to glance on his cooking station multiple times, only to be pushed back, “Baby! It’s supposed to be a surprise!”
Jungkook really seemed to be absorbed in the cooking process, and you were starting to feel deprived of his love and adoration that he would usually shower at you when he was not working in his office.
30 minutes later, he brought you his favourite dish, the one that his mother used to cook for him when he was younger. It was orange red-ish coloured deep fried small cutlets, that smelled… amazing. You couldn’t exactly pinpoint what it tasted like, it was salty, but in a different way. And so, so, yummy. You were a little insecure when Jungkook took a bite of your pasta, and showed no emotion.
Oh no, you had tasted it and it felt pretty normal, juts how you’d make it on Earth. Was he allergic to something in it?
“Baby, what did you put in this?” he asked, but he didn’t seem to stop eating it. He didn’t speak anything until, well, he finished the dish.
“Can you make that for me every day?”
It had been over six months, since you and Jungkook had been seeing each other. Naturally, as a couple you both did fight – mostly over stupid stuff, like which restaurant to go to, or disagreements on what to buy etc. But you both would always sort it out, no matter what it was, he was always by your side.
It was his birthday, and Jubals never really celebrated their birthday – “Why would you celebrate this? I’m just one more year near death,” he said as you told him about ‘Earth Traditions’.
Albeit to whatever he said, you made yourself busy when he went out to meet the gang. You’d met them a couple of times before, being much closer to Taehyung because he never really questioned whatever you did, and just went along with it. You had enjoyed Jimin and Jin’s company as well (mostly because they cooked for you, not gonna lie).
As you hung up the balloons that said, “Happy Birthday!” individually, you had started to well, decorate yourself as well.
You knew how Jungkook always looked at you as if you were the most pure creature in this universe, his innocent little baby, so you decided to dress the part. Dressed in white panties, with a small bow on them, you adjusted your pink tinted, bra that came along with it. It left little to the imagination, as it was see-through, but there were small bows on each nipple, making you look like a present. You’d never really been the one to dress up in stockings as well, but here you were, tweaking your garter, as the pink shaded white see-through material latched on your legs as a second skin. Now, you waited patiently.
He finally came, around half past seven, and looked better than ever. You’d worn your silk robe that you would usually wear around, so he wouldn’t suspect anything. He looked so happy, his eyes crunched up into its usual crescent shape as he laughed while blowing the candles and eating your home-made cake. He had always loved your baking, so when you made his favourite Oreo cake, he was really, really happy. You’d made him a teddy bear – you were bad at sewing, but hey! A for effort.
“Kook, there’s a present in your bedroom too,” you said as you took his left hand and guided him in the bedroom. You had given him several gifts already, so why were you giving him another one?
“Baby, you didn’t have t-“ he stopped as soon as you dropped your robe in front of him, letting him take in the sight of you, clad in your lingerie that he had only imagined in his wildest fantasies.
The light hearted aura around him seemed to vanish, as a darker shade took over his eyes. Without speaking anything, he carried you bridal style, to the bed and laid you down softly on it.
“Gonna let me taint you, angel?” he asked, and at the sight of him, you couldn’t help but moan and nod.
“Use your words, baby,” he said as he let his fingers roam on your figure, and lit a fire in your core, making you overwhelmed.
“Yes, Daddy, please make love to me,” you whine, but he tsks on your choice of words.
“Angel, my princess,” he says as he leaves a trail of wet kisses from your neck to you collarbone, sucking on it, “I’m not going to love to you today, I’m going to fuck you, baby”
You gasp as he circles around the bow on your nipple, before ripping the thin material completely, letting the cool air hit your vulnerable skin.
As Jungkook just keeps looking at you, his long hair shadowing in front of his eyes, you can’t help but feel needy, “Daddy, please, touch me,” you whine, trying to get ahold of his hand.
He gently brings his mouth down, sucking on the little tip of your nipple, as his tongue works magic around it, and you’re already starting to get wet.
“It’s u-unfair that you’re all d-dressed up,” you moan, as you try to take off his white t-shirt. He chuckles as he takes off his shirt, letting you look at his god-like body. You were speechless when you first saw him, and you still are every time you both have sex.
His lean body, is just perfect in every way, and the way the moonlight hits his face, giving his face the shadows that come along with the highlights, you were dumbstruck at how breathtaking he was.
While Jungkook loved to mark you, mark your body, make you his, today was harsher, much more aggressive as he bit your chest, making you cry out in pleasure. He painted your body in hues of purple and bright pink, using his tongue to make each bruise feel better. As soon as he reached the hem of your underwear, he stopped, and that resulting in a whine from you.
“It’s my birthday, and you said I deserve anything on this day. So, princess,” he said, unbuckling his belt, and you swallow hard before he lets his cock free, ”let me fuck those beautiful tits,”
He pushes himself into your mouth without any warning, letting you groan and whimper as you produce enough saliva to make him sopping wet, “Good baby,” he whispers as he lets his dick between your tits.
You smiled, as you held your breasts together, and he slides his hardening member between them, “fuck baby, you’re so soft, so pretty for Daddy,” he murmurs obscene praises as you whimper in pleasure from the friction between your breasts.
He places his cock between them, and first experiments with his movements, and as time passes, he becomes faster, and messier. You both didn’t mind the mess, as his pre-cum lands on your chest, collarbone and nipples, and you can only whine in pleasure while letting him use your body.
His movements go from steady and fast to uncoordinated and stuttering, as he pulls out and pants, letting him catch his breath.
“Fuck, baby, they felt like heaven, but there’s something else, way better,” he grins as pulls himself down on your body, and looks as you underwear, directly. It makes you whimper, when you feel his hot breath through the thin material. He laps his tongue on it, and it feels so good, but not good enough, and you wish he would just take it off.
“Daddy, please, take it off,” you whine and he pulls your legs further apart and digs his face between them.
He smirks and looks at you, already fucked out as a blush stays on your cheeks. Angelic.
“Keep the stockings on, okay, sweetheart?” he says as his finger traced down your leg, as you shiver under his touch.
He comes up to you and cups your face, pressing a kiss against your cheek – and it felt so chaste in comparison to what you both had just done.
And before you could realize, he slips his fingers under the hem of your panties, and shreds them into pieces.
“What do you want from Daddy?” he stops in front of your clit, spreading your lips, waiting for your answer. He knew you were shy, too shy to speak vulgar words, but you were just so needy right now.
“Daddy, I need your tongue,” you speak, and let his tongue sit flat on your bud, it gave enough stimulation, but at the same time not enough, and you just needed more. You couldn’t help but buckle your hips into his face, and that resulted in his getting up and looking at you, making eye contact.
“You’re being ungrateful now, huh?” he says as he smacks the bud hard, where seconds ago he let his tongue rest. It’s painful, but at the same time, it just feels so, so good. He smacks it two more times before letting his teeth sink in your inner thigh, as you let lewd noises escape your mouth, as he further marks your thighs, and you knew, for sure that they would last a long time.
After a lifetime of teasing, he lets his tongue slurp the cum that escaped your pussy, as he went to town on it, eating you out as if he’s been starving for years. You let your moans escape as he slips his tongue inside you, and lets his nose rub against your clit. You were so close, just about to fall off the edge as he pulls himself away, and you whimper, grabbing the sheets as if your life depended on them.
“Your cunt is always, always so pretty and tasty for Daddy,” he smacks between your thighs again, making you gasp, “always ready for Daddy,”
His ruffled, brown hair shines in the dark of the room, the moonlight being the only source of light, illuminating his face.
He lets his dick enter you, gently, until you reach your limit and instead of waiting like he always does, he rams back into you again, letting you adjust with his steady movements, as you grab his hand and hold it. He always holds your hand when he’s being rough, to let you know that he can stop anytime. (but u is a hoe)
He slides out until only his tip is inside you, and lets himself into you all at once, fast and reckless. Wild. It isn’t long before your walls clench around him, “Daddy, I-I’m so close,” you say as your rub you clit, slowly with a continual movement.
You orgasm starts first, hot and sticky liquid, dripping down you thigh, staining your perfect stockings, and soon Jungkook follows, as his head buries in your neck, and he groans before letting himself loose.
“Happy Birthday, Kookie,” you whisper before letting him take you to the tub, where you both well, fuck again.
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Six days postmortem and having gotten the go-ahead from the authorities, Namjoon can open up the cold metal slab and perform an autopsy on the corpse of the puzzling Jane Doe. His lover is no Jane Doe, but his morgue is so distant from your hometown, your identity is a puzzle among the city's residents. Detectives, investigators, and gossipers were all impatiently eager to know the cause of the body that washed up on their pristine beaches.
The mortician seemed to be the main one in the know, and he knows the autopsy is going to conclude that the cause of death was before the body got dumped on the golden shores. He is aware of all that happened, so what's the point of performing an autopsy? To savor and preserve his lover's legacy. It would be easy for him to get away with it too. No one would assume that such a prim and pompous man would be prone to such vice that could make the Devil a gutless wonder.
Namjoon dismissed the initial shock he felt when he saw the decomposition process had taken you, victim, as well, when you are something akin to otherworldly. The creator must have known better, he assumes, disguised your holiness under meager functions of the human condition. Except, the incisors of decay couldn't grapple and eat away at your body the way it does with other meaningless individuals. Grace adapts to the changes in time, and your soul remains ever so unsullied by the works of evil. That's why Namjoon is so obsessed with you. By fucking you, he was royally fucking the universe.
Namjoon’s eyes take in the unearthly sight that lays on the table in front of him. He worships the body as if it's going to be his last feast before he gets condemned for his wrongdoings and sits down in the electric chair. Death has enhanced all the right parts of your body. For the first time, his hands come into contact with your sin as he cups the swollen underside of your breasts.
The first contact with your skin makes him instantly hard. It proves that you're just too good to be human. Touching a woman has never had such an electrifying effect on him before, the exhilaration that flooded his veins went straight to his cockhead. His tip mimicked the shade of a ripe cherry as his shaft sprang to throb and pulsate, slacks tightening. Nothing is more stimulating than the feeling of cold flesh. It gives him a natural high: all the stresses of the day drifting away, limbs heavy and relaxed. He knew from the light buzzing of his taste buds that your pussy is going to taste even better.
Your body is more appealing now than when you were alive, skin radiant like the afterglow of sex; perhaps, one could say death is just as intimate an act as the act of sex. The milky enamel over your eyes changed them from the energetic vitality they once held to a listless grey that bores into the flickering, incandescent light fixture of the mortuary. Lips, once a comforting pink hue, became a swollen warmth on your cold remains.
"That's strange," Namjoon hums, dragging a thumb over the plump flesh. The deviation in body temperature of your lips compared to the rest of your body on the pad of his thumb affirmed you're more than what meets the eye. Dragging his thumb down over your chin, neck, to the valley of your breasts, he lets it run over a nipple before pinching it with his thumb and pointer. All it took was for the virginal pink buds to be pulled taut before hardening. It was like your chest curved towards him at the touch, the movement never going unnoticed by the mortician's penetrative eyes.
He couldn't hold himself back anymore, didn't have the civility to take his time with you when his carnal instincts were going awry. It's not like any other man could hold themselves back as long as he did, while notably having to keep a raging hard-on tucked in the band of their boxers. Swallowing the thick lump in his throat, he cups over the clothed tent in his slacks.
Walking around the table, Namjoon gently pulls you closer to him, bending your legs at the knee carefully. Before he can get any further ahead of himself, he undoes the button on his pants, letting his cock spring free from the restraints. He hooks your legs over the insides of his elbows, position the angry, red tip at your hole. A hiss sounds through his teeth when he sucks in a breath, pushing himself within the unwelcoming cavern. Impatiently forcing himself inside, a delicious shiver runs down his spine like a jolt of electricity.
It's even tighter than he expected. All the muscles in your body become incredibly tense as your bones begin to weaken. He leans over you, covering you entirely with his own. His mouth sucks down your neck, little nips of unfelt pain mark you, continuing over the mounds of your plump breasts. Pent up need makes him rougher than he ever could be with another living human being. Rationality tells him to be careful and preserve your skin, but his impulse commands him to ravish you.
He concentrates on steadying his breathing to distract himself from the burning desire to take you all at once, wanting to savor and cherish the way your body wraps around him. It’s not cold like one would expect, but it’s warm and holds him snuggly as if to make sure he never pulls out. There’s no doubt in his mind that you’re pieced together for him by whatever is holding control of this world.
Namjoon's mind breaks. The tapered incisors of hell's serpent subdued him, constricting muscles massage his girth as he succumbs to gluttony. Head falling back, Namjoon's perspiring lips part as long, guttural moans fall out shamelessly enough to turn even the wearied cheek's of your dead body pink. His hips slam into yours hard enough to let the slap sound throughout the empty room.
You feel so damn wet.
How?
You're dead. That's not possible.
At the same time, he swears he feels your cunt tightening around him the harder he goes. He lets his thumb run through your sopping folds, gradually applying more pressure as he rubs circles on your clit. Copious amounts of wetness seep out for him, making the slide in and out so much easier. Blood surges through his veins, angling his hips to let the engorged tip of his cock to drag over your spot.
You're the only thing that Namjoon has ever actively sought after, dreamed of, wanted so much it took over his drive and impulses. Now, he has you: his sex doll. Unlike other sex dolls that he's had his way with, he swears that you're somehow responsive. Even if your body is going through the process of decay, he's noticing subtle movements that show how much your body needs him.
His balls tighten, his abs tense until his orgasm tears through him violently as he thrusts into your body as deep as he could. The knot inside his core finally tightened enough to snap, and he rains his love down over you. Pure, raw pleasure fills his senses. A hand tightens around your thigh so hard he felt it puncture through the papery texture of your skin. When the blood stops rushing in his ears and the intensity of the tingles die down, his muscles relax, and his mind starts to clear.
Lifting your body of the cold wrack, he moves you into the plastic trash bags, dismembering a few limbs to make sure the contents were too obvious. Despite his excitement to take home his new plaything, he remembers to clean up all evidence and remove the security footage. No one expects the mortician.
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Seokjin:
Jin had been out buying groceries. Of course, he was in full disguise, so you didn't even notice him. But he saw you. You were in your own little world, listening to music, swaying to the beat. For a moment, Jin forgot what he was doing. You had this presence around you that drew him in. He knew that he just had to meet you.
Yoongi:
Yoongi had been at the studio. He was working but became hungry. Glancing at the time, he saw that the take-out place down the street was still open. He grabbed his coat, walked out of the room and to the small restaurant. As he neared, he saw another figure approaching from the other direction. Yoongi got to the door first, holding it open for you. When he saw your face, he froze. You had smiled and thanked him for holding the door. Commenting on how cold it was. Yoongi began to think that taking a break was a good idea.
Hoseok:
Hoseok was walking down the street. He had just gotten himself a hot drink to help keep him warm as he walked to the studio. He stopped at a crosswalk, waiting for the light to change when someone walked up and stood next to him. Hoseok only glanced up, but it was long enough to notice that you were breathtaking. He knew at that moment he needed to talk to you.
"It's pretty cold out today, isn't it?"
Namjoon:
Namjoon couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned before deciding to get up. He grabbed the book off of his nightstand and grabbed his coat. He walked to the small cafe down the street. He knew at such a late hour that nobody would be there beside the staff. As he stepped inside, he was surprised to see that someone was already seated at one of the tables. Namjoon debated leaving and going back to the dorm, but then you looked up and flashed him a smile before going back to studying. That was all he needed to stay and order himself a drink. He sat down at the table next to yours and pulled out his book. He knew that before he left that he would find the courage to talk to you.
Jimin:
Jimin was in a practice room going over a dance. He was getting frustrated, there was just one move that was giving him trouble. Jimin decided that taking a short break would help him clear his mind. It was late, and the streets were quiet, not a soul in sight. He wandered into a nearby park. The cool night air chilling his flushed skin. As he walked, Jimin began to calm down. Just as he was about to head back to start practicing again, a figure sitting on a bench stopped him. You were looking at your phone, the light illuminating the features of your face perfectly. To Jimin, you looked like an angel. He knew that he was not going back to the practice room anytime soon.
Taehyung:
Taehyung had been out with Jimin. They were shopping for some new clothes on their day off. It was early, wanting to get in and out of the store before too many people arrived. While browsing the racks of clothing, the duo noticed that there was someone on the other side of the store. They were both wearing masks but did their best to shield their faces. Taehyung had only glanced up as you passed, but it was enough to notice how stunning you were. He almost dropped the shirt he was holding. He moved to follow you, determined to talk to you. Leaving a puzzled Jimin behind him.
Jungkook:
Jungkook was at the video game store. He wanted an exclusive, limited edition game that only a few select stores were selling. Jungkook quickly located the game, grabbing a copy before moving to pay. He heard the door of the shop chime, indicating that another person had entered the store. Jungkook finished paying and turned to leave when he saw that you had grabbed the same game as him. The second thing he noticed was how beautiful you were. Jungkook almost tripped when you glanced up at him. He took a deep breath to calm himself, wanting to at least build the courage to say hello to you.
