Lisa you are seriously so talented ❤️ I love Textbook love😍 reading the one about Yuna trying to flirt with Jungkook in front of Oc made me think of this scenario🤣
like after the project is done Jungkook wants nothing to do with her and she doesn’t get it, so she comes up to them again and tries to flirt with him in front of Oc because she thinks he’s interested when he was really teasing Oc that day but then he makes eye contact with Oc, & is hesitant because he likes to tease his girl but doesn’t want to piss her off either and so Oc gives him that look of like “I Dare You” 🤨and she starts to get up as she is looking at Jungkook and pretending as if she were to sit on Tae’s lap and Jungkook loses it and grabs her and plops her right on his lap in front of everyone and the boys are chuckling while Yuna is in shock and he tells Yuna to get lost since it won’t affect his grade anymore 🤣
Would you make this scene?🤣
i WOULD make this scene >:::)))) also thank you so much aw :D 💞 im gonna tweak the request a lil bit tho yeahea boay
You see it coming first, then Jungkook, and finally, the rest of his friend group; Yuna is confidently sauntering over to your spot with her eyes unwavering from Jungkook's dreadful ones. The endless conversation has died down by the time she reaches you.
This time you're all sitting under an oak tree, initially to avoid the rays of sunlight during the day, but it was out of laziness that none of you moved to your usual bench in the courtyard when the sun was setting. It's dark out now and you have no idea how Yuna find you guys in the park at this hour, nor how easily she recognized you despite the crowd.
"What's up," she greets and runs her gaze over each and every one of you. Though you're six people, it is only Namjoon that speaks up.
"We're just chilling."
She doesn't seem to hear the only person willing to be friendly as she is deadset on fixating on your boyfriend. You're sitting next to him on the grass, both of you leaning against the bark of three as you harshly nudge him with your elbow. He looks at you to see your wide, threatening eyes and it only earns you a sinister smile. He turns back to Yuna.
"Did you want to join us?" Jungkook asks in that low, sultry tone of his to rile you up. Did he forget what you'd told him two weeks ago? Their project was finished and submitted, why is he still interacting with her in the first place?
You're up on your feet instantly, not expecting Yuna to try to steal your seat right after when you step closer to Taehyung who is sitting across the tree and Jungkook. He's a little farther away, but you take your time walking up to him and peer over your shoulder to see Yuna getting very comfortable in your place. Jungkook's subtle glare doesn't leave you when you hover over his friend who is watching you with raised brows and a bit lip.
You glance at Yoongi who is nodding at you approvingly from your left. He is also watching you with expectant eyes until your hand is pulled, landing you on Taehyung's lap with a yelp. "Wouldn't want your skirt to get dirty," he whispers into your ear. He is referring to the sprinklers that went off earlier, leaving this certain area with damp and soaked soil and grass. You control your horrified expression. This is revolting.
Yuna doesn't mind the interaction, what with her inability to pick up social cues and all, and tells your distracted boyfriend, "Are you busy tonight as well?"
"Yes," he speaks through clenched teeth, slit eyes fixed on and digging to the side of your face. Though surprisingly, his first reaction isn't to get up and drag you somewhere else. Does he think you're just as repulsed to be sitting on Taehyung? He's testing you?
Or does he think the sight of Yuna snuggling up to him is just as repulsive as the one he's seeing right now? Because it is correct—your glare is equally intense.
Yoongi's chuckle plays in the background before he shuffles closer to you and Taehyung, whose hand is securely gripping your waist. This is your first time seeing Yoongi being this entertained, and his current spot is giving him the best view to watch this shitshow. "You have balls, Taehyung, I'll give you that," he snickers under his breath.
"You never have time for me anymore," you hear Yuna whine with a pout and cling onto Jungkook's arm. "I see you online but you never play with me."
"We can play other games," he says, voice still low. He glances at Yuna to throw her a sultry look. "How about truth or dare?"
"Oh, I love that game," Taehyung chimes in from under you. You wrap an arm around his shoulders when he draws everyone's attention. It is slightly uncomfortable to be in this position, sitting up so straight from the strange feeling of being on someone other than your boyfriend. You slightly shift and lean on him to stop holding yourself from dropping all your weight on him. He would've complained if he was bothered by now, right? But it feels a little too intimate, especially when he mutters: "Don't move too much unless you want to feel something hard."
He must be teasing you, but you can't control your expression quick enough; you turn to him with surprise and just then notice your close proximity. It doesn't distract you as you gasp quietly. "You're joking, right?" This is too revolting.
It's his turn to lean in as he lopsidedly grins up at you. "I thought you were too innocent to understand what I meant." He clicks his tongue and breathes airily, "Squirm all you want then, I don't mind."
Jesus Christ. "You are disgusting–"
Jungkook's voice interrupts your incoming insults as he asks Taehyung, "Truth or dare?"
"No, I want to go first!" Yuna quickly diverts his attention back to her. You scoff to yourself. The things you'd do to her if Yoongi and Taehyung weren't here...
Seokjin takes the initiative. "Truth or dare, Yuna?"
"Hm..." Why are you ready to pounce on someone before he's even asked the question? "How do you feel about Jungkook?"
Oh, so that's why. Her blush is enough to warrant the bloodlust coursing through your veins. This game you're playing with Jungkook is enough to drive you mad. Have you always been this jealous? Your nails dig into Taehyung's shoulders, and he hums in response. "Harder," he urges in a breath.
"Shut up."
"You are way too hot when you're mad." You don't reply from your concentration on the pair before you.
Yuna takes a moment to contemplate her answers before gazing at Jungkook under her fluttering lashes. Even her beauty makes your blood boil. "I think he is very boyfriend material."
"That much is obvious," you snap before you can stop yourself.
"Oh," she widens her eyes at you. "What do you mean?"
"We're dating."
"Are you?" she rebutts. "I guess I forgot, you and him seem more..." She is throwing Taehyung a pointed look.
You have to screw your eyes shut to keep from cussing her out. Her pretty face annoys you too much. "We..." you grit slowly, "are just close friends."
"Very close," Jungkook forces a sickly sweet smile. You give him one back.
"Whose turn is it now?" Namjoon asks.
"I get to ask now," Yuna chirps. "Tae, truth or dare?"
"Taehyung," he corrects with feigned civility. "Dare."
"I dare you to kiss–"
"Yuna," Jungkook cuts in sharply. "No kissing."
"Cockblock," Taehyung grumbles to himself. "Hey, I mean it's not like we haven't–"
"Do not finish that sentence." Jungkook's low seethe of a warning is heard loud and clear: there are apparently boundaries to your side game with him. "And you," he averts his deathly glare to you, "get off of him right fucking now before I make you."
Yuna jumps to your defence—obviously for her own gain—as she butts in, "Jungkookie, calm down, they're just–"
"Fucking hell, Yuna," he exasperates, finally putting an end to these stupid games because he has had enough pretending to be interested in anything she has to say. "Can you fuck off already? How fucking dense are you to not realize I'm not into you? I have a girlfriend and you're so goddamn irritating. I don't want to be around you, so just get the fuck off of me already. Shit." That's when he snatches his arm from her clutches and you smugly get off of Taehyung, who is pouting at your departure, before Jungkook pulls you down on him instead. Sure, his approach was a little mean, but you couldn't be more satisfied.
Yuna stares at him with a gaping mouth and furrowed brows. Before you can wonder why she's still here, she's up on her feet and yelling at him. "You are such an ass." You feel a little bad for how bewildered and humiliated she looks before storming off with her middle finger high up in the air. "You two were fucking made for each other," are her final words.
And your final words to Jungkook are: "Fair effing game, baby."
Summary | “Another day spent babysitting your bully’s little sister...you should really quit but the pay is just too good.”
!warnings! | 18+ mature language, bullying, mentioned sexual acts, mentions of past bullying, NON-CON,financial struggle, Jungkook is a really shitty big brother.
| this is not in anyway shape or form a true depiction or representation of BTS, this is a work of fiction and is not to be taken seriously. For entertainment purposes only.|
(this is my work, please don’t repost or steal)
Requested [open for request] words: 1k.
A/N: I rewrote this so many times! Lmfaoo! Buuut get ready because some of requests yall sent in are 🥵🥵.
“Orange is your best color.” Aera chirped dragging the paint drowned brush along your pinky nail. “I think you’re just saying that because it’s your favorite.” The young girl giggles continuing to color your fingertips. “Uhm are you staying all night miss y/n?” Nodding you brushed back her wild strands of hair softly with your free hand. “Soooo like a sleep over?!” She squeals closing the bottle of nail polish, her eyes glittering as she gazes into yours intent for answers. “Yeah!” You matching her energy only made her more excited, “yay! And-and can Jungkookie Oppa come?!” She bounced on her knees smiling ear to ear, fumbling over her words.
“Oh...Jungkook huh... Hmm what about no boys aloud?” You planted the idea praying she’d take the bait as you started cleaning her toy makeup, giving her a chance to think it over.
“What? Jungkook isn’t a boy, he’s my brother!” Giggling she pounced from the couch striding towards his room. At this point all you could do is laugh at her innocent lack of logic. She looks so happy who are you to burst her little bubble, for all you know Jungkook might want nothing to do with the both of you and your little mock slumber party.
Closing the toy purse you hid it back away in the large toy chest she pulled from her room, leaving it open you cleared the floor of the multicolored blocks and dolls. A whisper of a laugh escapes your lips as you overhear Aera’s begs and pleas mixed with Jungkook’s refusals....but finally the door creaks.
Please no. “Y/n, guess what?!” She drags your name out as her small foot steps pitter the floor, Jungkook’s thudding. She comes down the hall pulling Jungkook by his middle finger. “As if you weren’t undesirable enough, neon nails really helped it out.” Grumbling he throws himself on the couch you just tidied up. “Nice to see you again too Kook.”Aera bounced on her toes watching us have confrontation, unaware of the negative connotations.
Truth is you hadn’t seen Jungkook since you left for college and you hadn’t planned on seeing him ever again...that is until relationships fell apart, your roommate left and things got hard to pay for, and you were two bills away from being homeless. the job up at university paid $9.50 an hour while the busy Jeons still offered $12.00 the choice was clear. Take a little break, live with family, get back on your feet, and try again. But little did you know Jungkook decided to stay local with his schooling.All this aside the work was easy since Aera had grown a bit, but the thought of dealing with the person that made your life hell for four years made you want to quit daily.
“Can I do your nails Too?!” “No Aera, now be cute and get me something to drink.” He orders putting his feet on the coffee table eyeing you up and down,disgustingly. “No Aera I’ll get it.” You grabbed her shoulder. “No y/n! I’ll do it, I’ll do it quickly!” Setting free she bolted for the kitchen.
“So, you went to college got broke and came back sniveling to my rich parents?” You rolled your eyes, looking in the direction of the kitchen for any sign of Aera. “I thought you would’ve out grown your asshole phase, that’s very high school of you Kook.” He scoffed defensively, “and you using babysitting as your main income is high school of you, what happened your little rapper boyfriend leave you high and dry?” “You shut the fuck up.” You snapped back my reflex. He held his hands up in defense, “Suga blew up and left you in the shit show not my fault.” We argued in hushed tones as Aera ran back into sight.
“Here you go kookie!” She handed Jungkook the can of Coke, heaving for air. “Aera this is warm, cold...I want something cold, go try again.” He handed her the can, “oh okay Oppa sorry!” And off she was back down the hall. He turned back to me, “why’d he leave you...couldn’t make him bust?” you tried to hide it but his words stung, you’d been avoiding anything to do with Yoongi since he’d ghosted you weeks before you left for college. Bigger things waited for him in the world of fame, and you weren’t in the blueprint.
“Fuck you Jungkook.” “Come try it bitch.” Smirking he was satisfied with himself as you stood almost defeated. “Oh I forgot you’re scared of sex.” “Leave the high school rumors behind...ran out a material? Maybe you should get out more.” He rolled his eyes scoffing, “shut up before I make you.” “You like to pretend I’m still afraid you...make me, little boy...since you insist on being one.”
Jungkook’s come back was cut short by the thumping of Aera’s feet. “Kookie!Kookie! Ice! I got it all by myself!” She gave the cup of ice to Jungkook and then the Coke. “Good job, now pour it.” He handed them back and you took it from her small clutches much to Jungkook’s disliking. You poured him the drink, pushing his feet off the small table and placing the glass. “She’s not your little slave Jungkook.” He kept eye contact picking up the glass, “you’re right she’s not, you...go get me a coaster now or you’re fired.” His eyebrow arched cockily, his free hand waving you away. “As if! You can’t fire me Jungkook.” He got Aera sitting her on the couch beside him as she caught her breath. “Is that so? Try me, my parents might have hired you but you work for us...now work.” His gaze alone told you he wasn’t playing with you anymore.
Angered you stormed to kitchen pulling a coaster from the table before swiftly Turing on your heels, almost jumping out of you skin as you met face to face with Jungkook. “What the fuck do you want now?” “You said some shit I didn’t like.” You threw the coaster back on the marbled table, “I wish you’d grow up already.” You atempt to go past him but his muscular arm halts your plans. “I have to go do my job-” “I put on her show she’ll be good for the next hour.”
You don’t remember Jungkook being so brooding he looked down at you, his new tall posture slightly off putting yet attractive. “What now, you wanna talk it out?” You walked away siting at the island, “I’ll leave you be if you leave me to do my job Kook.” He came behind you, trapping you in his arms. Tattoos, he’d change a lot but not enough to leave you alone.
“I see you came and got the coaster, scared of me now?” What an ass, “no I need this job.” He hummed from behind you, no sign of him letting you go. “You know y/n, you’ve grown quite a bit.” You became more and more uncomfortable by the second, his breathing became deeper. “I’m aware, so have you.” Rudely he became handsy, groping your breast earning a shocked reaction. “Jungkook please-” “scared of me?” He squeezed you with a little too much force making you give a Yelp, he had you trapped, you were nothing but a game to him. “Shhh shh don’t want to startle my baby sister while she rests...that wouldn’t be very babysitter like of you now would it?”
Silent what could you even say? He had you trapped, your position less than hopeless he’d made you feel small and that’s exactly what he wanted. He’s always wanted that ever since you’d met him, and he always succeeds. He intruded under your top, skating his chilled hand over your skin leaving cold bumps in his wake he held your bra covered breast.
You griped his unexposed wrist trying at escape, knowing fully how downhill this could get. “Oh is the brave girl afraid?” “N-no your hands are cold as Ice Jungkook...please stop.” You lied continuing to push his muscular arm. “Oh? Let me warm them for you.” He removed his hand from the island almost causing you to topple over. Reaching down he found himself with his hand now between your legs fiddling with the pant button. “Jungkook! Please no!” His hand along your chest he pulled you back into his sculpted figure.
“You must not value your job as much as you say, scream again and you’ll be broke and fucked over and to think I actually liked you a bit.” He came to your ear, sniffing your hair eerily. “Little did I know how much of a bitch you were, I loved you when you were shy.” He finally got through your button, getting to your panties he gave you a two fingered massage along your core, you strained not to react to the unwanted pleasure. “Look at you pathetic and wet I bet you’re so needy I could make you cum right here.” He began to focus his nimble fingers on your aching clit. “Fucking stop it.” You could only whimper. “Why should I, we’re old enough now and you’re sopping through your panties I know you want it.”
He invaded under your bra, fondling your hardening bud. “I loved you when you were weak and innocent...I know she’s hiding deep inside of you, the little girl that would cry over me-”
“Miss y/n! I’m tired!” Her voice softly called from the living room. Saved by an angel, finally Jungkook stoped his assault backing off of you with a groan. “You’ll meet me in my room when she’s in bed, or else.” He grumbled leaving you behind to collect yourself, how could bad get so much worse?
"Have fun at school!" your mother called out, waving you out the door to the rotten-banana-coloured school bus.
Not that having fun was really in your dictionary. Bitch ain't got no time for that.
No, it wasn't because you wouldn't, it was was because you couldn't. Of course, that was to the credit of Jungkook's goodwill. Jeon Jungkook.
"Yah, watch it, will you?" Yeonhwa, Jungkook's 28th girlfriend this year, almost always his rebound for any conquest he loses. Although he doesn't have enough feelings to need rebounds, and never loses.
So of course she advocated the bullying as well, sometimes worse than Jungkook himself, because girls know where girls hurt.
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One day out of the blue.
"Y/N. Mian. -Jungkook"
Scrawly handwriting, but nonetheless making tears flow freely down your face.
