›› AU: Roommates + Friends with Benefits
›› Genre: Fluff / Smut-ish
›› Rating: R (mentions of sex)
›› Word Count: 838
›› Prompts: Taking a nap
›› Jungkook Snuggle Drabbles
That time when Jungkook interrupted your nap.
Finally, peace. Now that Jungkook started studying for his exam, you lie curled up on the couch in your small, shared apartment. You need a nap. A good, long, uninterrupted nap. So you pull Jungkook’s favourite fluffy blanket from his chair and wrap it around your body, soaking in the warmth and his scent that clings to the fabric.
The blanket holds a vivid memory for you. A few months ago, when you two were watching a movie, peacefully cuddled together on the couch, your relationship took a shift. Jungkook touching you, initiating something that had been swimming in the back of your mind for weeks. It was the first time the two of you slept together. And certainly not the last. Wrapped in the blanket, soft breaths mixed with clumsy movements. A line that got crossed. The start of an agreement.
Jungkook’s voice enters the room, interrupting you from your peaceful state. “What are you doing?” He throws himself over you. A leg over your hips and a hand under the blanket so he can find any inch of bare skin to latch onto.
You groan. “I was trying to nap, but I got rudely interrupted.”
He hums against your skin, mouth finding the sensitive spots on your neck. “I know a better way to relieve that tension I feel.” Jungkook’s ministrations become firmer. Hand sliding up your body to trace the swell of your chest. Lips parting so he can suck a small mark at the base of your throat.
“Jungkook,” you groan, trying to push him off. “I want to nap, not fuck.”
“Please,” he whines, looking up to give you his best puppy dog eyes.
Damn Jungkook and his big, shiny eyes. Always finding a way into your heart—and your pants. Sex with Jungkook is great, awesome, mind-blowing, insane, but you really just want to nap right now. Ever since the two of you agreed to having sex, no feelings, no strings attached, the whole list, it feels like you barely do anything but fuck. Whether it’s a quickie between classes, or a couch cuddle gone steamy, you always manage to end up with Jungkook between your legs. And you won’t complain about that.
You sigh. “I don’t want to, Jungkook.”
“Oh,” he frowns, realising that you’re actually serious. Lifting the blanket, he scoots in behind you so that he can pull you against him. Your head on his chest, hand tucked under his waist. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. I just—I kind of miss hanging out with you.” You trail your hand up his side, feeling the familiar ridges of muscle. “The sex is great, really, I just don’t want this to turn into a sex only thing. I still want to be friends with you, and do things that friends do.” There’s an odd sensation in your stomach, a tight, full feeling. Nerves? Maybe. You’re not sure whether Jungkook will take your words the way you intended them. Both of you agreed, no feelings, but you didn’t really think that excluded being friends. You just hope he understands.
“Why didn’t you just say so?” he asks, giving you a tight squeeze. “You’re still my best friend. You can be honest with me about that stuff, silly.”
You chuckle. “It just took me a while to realise it.” That, and the fact that you are still questioning whether you’re really capable of fighting off your feelings for him. The lines between you and Jungkook have always been blurred. Adding sex into the mix felt like a natural step. It feels right, and that worries you, just a little. “Let’s tone it down a bit, okay?”
“Yeah, sure. What do you want to do? Make a schedule? I propose that we do friend stuff on Sunday, Tuesday and We-“
You shove your elbow into his side. “Shut up you idiot. I’m not going to be scheduling when we’re having sex.”
“Fine,” he laughs, cuddling closer to you. This is something you had missed, the feeling of him near without knowing it’s going to lead to sex. The ideal would be that balance, you just have to find where that lies for the two of you. Without toppling past that line of developing feelings, if that’s still preventable.
Jungkook lets you bury your face in the crook of his neck, tracing patterns on your back. “How about that nap?”
You nod. “Yeah, a nap sounds good.”
“You know that I still care about you as a person, right?” He suddenly whispers. “You’re not just some girl I have sex with, you’re so much more.”
There it is. Jungkook and his achingly sweet words that make it so hard not to love him. “I know.” Because you do know, you just don’t know what ‘so much more’ means. It’s easier not to ask and just stay strong. “I care about you too, Kook. I just really, really need you to shut up so I can sleep.”
He laughs, muffling the sound against your hair. “Okay, let's sleep.”
Summary : As BTS gets older, they all start longing for more personal space. All, apart from Jimin. As he decides to not want to live alone, he puts an advertisement online about him looking for a housemate. What happens when you come across it?
A/N : sorey for the late update I just had test week so I had to study.
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Jimin ruffled his hair as he looked over the livingroom of his new apartment. He knew one thing for sure. His new housemate didn't know him from his career, and he planned to keep it that way. The doorbell rung just as he wanted to sit down. He smiled as he opened the front door to his apartment.
" Hey, I know that you sent me the keys and stuff it's just that it's somewhere in my bag and I can't reach it right now." You said from behind a huge box, which blocked Jimin's vision of seeing your face.
" It's alright, let me help you take you take those boxes to your room." Jimin said as ue took the boxes from you, not waiting for your reply before taking off.
" Thanks!" You yelled before he heard your footsteps fading, probably walking off to grab the rest of your stuff.
By the time that you and Jimin are done unpacking, it's around dinner time.
" So, do you have anything you prefer to eat? I myself was thinking about pizza." He tells you as you both plopped down on the couch in the livingroom.
" I was thinking the same thing. Cost's on me considering you helped me unpacking and stuff." You said as you opened the site of Domino's on your phone.
" Ah, why not let me pay? My mom and dad taught me that when a man and woman eat together, the man has to pay." He smiled, proud of his answer.
" That's when they go on a date Jimin, we're not on a date. So it's on me. Anyway what pizza do you want?" You asked him.
He shook his head and smiled, you were really something else. You ordered the pizza .
" So I just want you to know that I'm out a lot for work. I also travel for a long period of time at times." Jimin told you as you nodded.
" That's okay, I don't really mind." You smiled.
" So what made you put the advertisement online?" You aked him.
" I don't want to live alone and my friends all want their own space." He shrugged.
" Ah, I see. I do need to ask tough, why the K Pop question?" You questioned.
" Oh, my work is kind of K Pop related so I really want my roommate to have an addiction to it as fans sometimes can get crazy." He answered as the doorbell rung.
" I'll get it." You smiled.
A moment later you arrived back in the livingroom.
" Let's eat!" You cheered as Jimin smiled at you, you were really something.
Hey I’ve stumbled across your blog, and I’ve been scrolling and noticed some stuff about bts rooming and such in the new dorm. Apparently, only hoseok and jimin and rooming together, but that’s about it, everyone else is on their own (not 100% where I read this, it was awhile back, but understandable bc sunshine’s need to room together!) 💖
Hey dear anon,I heard that too but i have no source :s (if anyone does, hands up!)I mean, looking at the fact that they‘re now in that big ass mansion i would say each of them could have their own room if they wanted to. Question is if they actually do want that? 🧐 Thanks for confirming the info though! 👀💕
Summary: After a brutal weekend in Macau, Jimin is completely and utterly exhausted both physically and emotionally. He's ready to crawl into his bed, fall apart and then fall asleep. Hoseok however, refuses to let him face his demons alone.
“Get some sleep, guys. Have a good night.”
“Thanks,” Namjoon spoke on behalf of all of them.
The seven of them were wordless as they entered their building in near single file, Namjoon punching in the code, nodding to the security guard stationed next to their front door.
Jimin was grateful for the silence. He was utterly exhausted and he didn’t have the energy to speak. He couldn’t handle anymore questions, or interviews; even waving at fans had become difficult. His fans made him happier than anything, but he’d reached the point where the muscles in his face couldn’t even maintain a smile. When the windows of their black SUV had finally been drawn up, he’d sunk back into the seat, crossed his arms and fallen asleep. It had taken seconds.
Now he was in that state after a nap where you know you’d playing roulette dozing off. You might wake up feeling refreshed, you might wake up feeling lost and confused, and you might wake up feeling more tired than when you fell asleep. He had definitely landed on that last square tonight.
