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clairvoyant. (m) part six.

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pairing: taehyung x reader x jungkook

word count: 11k sorry, i got carried away

warnings: slightly rough sex, choking, unprotected sex, some cum play, and sweet jungkook jacking off in a shower

The sun was currently shining its way into Taehyungs room, a breeze rolling in thanks to his cracked window and he couldn’t stop himself from admiring the way the sun hit your skin as he fucked you. The goosebumps adorning your stomach and spreading up to your chest, your nipples pebbling at the combination of the chill in the air and the saliva they were covered in, it made him want to live and die in your pussy.

“Harder.” You managed to croak out. His hand was currently gripping your throat, his fingers deliciously cutting off your oxygen and heightening the feeling of his dick pounding into you the way he knew best.

“Whats that baby?” He smirked down at you, his other hand coming down to lift your left leg up and push it against your chest, beginning to rock into you softer than before to tease you, “You need to speak up love.”

He released his grip on your throat slightly, letting you catch a decent breath in to speak more clearly, “Fuck me harder, please.”

Taehyung pressed a soft kiss into your left shin before he dropped it back down and slipped out of you entirely, he always loved to hear you beg. “Wait.” You whined out at the lost contact, getting ready to start pleading for him to not stop but he just shushed you and placed his palms on your hips, “Flip over for me, hands and knees.”

A groan left your lips when you did as he asked, you loved when he fucked you from behind as much as you also loved watching his face as he came but you weren’t in the mood to push his buttons. His mattress creaked as you adjusted yourself onto your hands and knees, wiggling your butt at him and giggling when he gave your right cheek a hard slap.

The sound echoed in the small dorm along with the hiss that left his lips when he immediately saw your skin flush with the imprint of his palm. He soothed the spot with a rub, seeing how your pussy clenched around nothing, “You like that?”

When you didn’t immediately respond he reared his hand back before landing another slap in the same spot. The stinging spread warmth throughout you, a sinful moan escaping your lips, “Yes, yes. I love it.” That answer was enough to satisfy him and fuel his ego just a bit.

You pushed your ass back into his grasp, silently begging him to slide his cock back in. He once again soothed your skin, the imprint being more noticeable now and he knew you’d be feeling it throughout the day, a subtle reminder that you were his at least in this aspect. His other hand grasped his dick again and he rubbed it between your folds to coat it in your arousal, the tip of it hitting your clit every time he thrust forward. When he decided his cock was fully drenched he grasped it again, letting it slap against your ass before he thrust back into you.

Your arms gave out on you, your face pressing against his pillows and a deep moan leaving your lips. You take it back, you’ll take this position over seeing him cum any day. It felt like his dick was in your throat from how deep he reached. “You’re gonna have to be quiet for me, can you do that?” He mumbled out against your back, kissing your spine as he waited for you to nod in response.

You held your breath as he pulled back, both his hands gripping your hips roughly as he started to rock into you a lot harder than before. He surged his hips forward while rocking your hips back into him. The grey pillow your head was resting on was now between your teeth as you tried not to scream out his name. It was early enough in the day and you knew his floor was full of students and you really didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that you were getting the best dick of your life at the moment.

When a moan slipped past your lips you heard Taehyung tsk in disapproval, his right hand lifted off your hip and trailed up your spine before grasping your hair into a makeshift ponytail and yanking hard. “Fuck.” You moaned out, your hand coming up to clutch onto the hand he had in your hair as he tugged harder, successfully making you lift your body up. Your back was arched, his hand releasing your hair and coming to grip your throat again once your head rested against his chest.

“Bad girl,” He rasped into your ear, his pace never slowing down, “I told you to be quiet.” His fingers resumed their spot on your neck, giving it a squeeze and making your eyes roll back and another moan leave your lips.

You could feel his chest rumble as he laughed to himself at your second slip up, “Looks like I’ll have to cover that noisy mouth of yours too.” His other hand trailed up as well, this one coming to clamp over your mouth entirely. He could feel your harsh breaths hitting his palm as you exhaled from your nose.

“Feel good?” He asked you, knowing your body well enough from the countless times you’ve been in this position together. You frantically nodded in his grasp. Everytime his dick would hit that sweet bundle of nerves inside of you your whole body would shudder and you’d tried to gasp for air in between the small moments where he’d loosen his grip on your throat. “Be as loud as you want baby,” He teased, the hand over your mouth only pressing harder, “I got you.”

Muffled moans of his name came from behind his palm and he could feel himself getting lost in the feeling of it all. More groans of pleasure were leaving him as he felt himself getting closer to his release. The velvety walls of your pussy were starting to clamp down on his dick making it harder for him to keep up his brutal pace. “More, please” You weakly mumbled out, you were so close and as much as you wanted to prolong this you really wanted to feel him cum inside you.

He tightened his grip on your throat, cutting off all oxygen and the feeling of being lightheaded was starting to creep up on you. Both his hands were occupied keeping you quiet so you brought your own hand down to your clit to rub circles as you chased your high. All it took was a few more thrusts before you were brought over the edge, just as your vision grew spotty he released his grip on your throat and pulled his hand off your mouth letting you take a loud gasp of air as your orgasm hit you. The moan you let out was absolutely filthy, no longer caring about who could hear you, the only thing occupying your mind was how much you loved Kim Taehyung’s dick.

“Fuck nngh,” He groaned out, “you’re such a good girl for me.” Both of his hands went back to gripping your hips, pounding into you as he fucked you through your orgasm. “Thats it,” he cooed loving how your body continued to twitch, the softest whines leaving your lips as you balanced between pleasure and pain from sensitivity, “take my cock baby.”

The squelching sounds of his dick fucking you filled the room and he couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of his cock disappearing into your gushing entrance. Just seeing how slick and shiny you were leaving him made his balls tighten up. Your body collapsed on the bed again letting him use you anyway he wanted, “Oh god!”

“No God here baby, just me.” He grunted out, pumping into you a few more times before his cock swelled inside of you, spurts of his cum painting your walls as you clenched around his length. He thrust into you once, twice, three more times, both of you whimpering from the overstimulation but he didn’t care, he wanted his cum well and truly in you before he pulled out with a groan.

Your body lay limp on his bed as you tried to catch your breath, you could feel him shuffle beside you as he rested his head on your back, his fingers running up and down the back of your thighs. Just as you were about to shut your eyes you felt his fingers dip between your thighs again, the tip of his index finger gathering up the cum that had slipped out of your pussy and shoving it back in to you gently.

“Tae, stop.”

He ignored your whimpers as he continued to gather the thick white drips around your entrance, now using two of his fingers to stuff it back into you. You craned your neck over to watch him, seeing him looking at the mess between your thighs with such fascination, “I love fucking my cum into you.” A small throb started again at his statement but you ebbed it away, choosing to let him continue to do what he was doing for a moment longer.

There was nothing he loved more than being able to fuck you raw, a privilege he didn’t take lightly. You had been the one to bring it up months ago, the pair of you heading to the clinic to get tested, promising each other to continue getting tested every time either of you slept with someone new. Taehyung had never gone raw in anyone before, his fear of knocking up a random girl stopping him from ever bringing it up but with you he threw caution to the wind and he was glad because the visual of his cum leaking out of you was enough to make the blood rush back to his cock.

When he finally decided he was done he popped his fingers in his mouth quickly to clean them, “You’re like my own personal twinkie.”

“You’re fucking disgusting.”

He just laughed, finally sliding up to you and wrapping his arms around you to bring you closer to him. You twisted in his arms to properly face him, smiling when you saw how sweaty he was, his red hair was matted to his forehead, the bit of sweat around his hairline tinted a light shade of red due to his hair dye. “You’re sweaty.”

“I am.” He shrugged, his nose scrunching up as he grinned and leaned in to kiss you. You fell into the kiss easily, his soft lips slotting between yours in a motion that was so gentle compared to the fucking you had just endured.

The sound of your phone vibrating on his desk grabbed your attention so you pulled back mid kiss and sat up, grimacing when you felt his cum start to drip out of you as you reached for the device.

Jungkook 11:56am Can you meet at the cafe in 5?

You knew it was about his date with Jisoo, he had finally caved and asked her out on an actual date. With your help he had decided on an outdoor restaurant that had a light atmosphere near campus, it would help make the first date seem a lot more casual in his eyes than a stuffy restaurant deep in the city.

You typed out a quick response saying you’d see him soon, not seeing Taehyungs look of confusion as you stood up and picked up your clothes from the floor. When you slid on your underwear and pants he couldn’t help but speak up, “Where are you going?”

The hopping stopped at his question, your pants halfway up your thighs as you looked at him again, “To the cafe, I’m meeting a friend.” You didn’t feel the need to explain which friend, it didn’t feel important and you also weren’t used to Taehyung questioning you when you left after hooking up.

He could see you struggling to find the band tee you had come in with so he stood up and grabbed it from Jungkook’s bed, he had thrown it off you haphazardly and didn’t realize where it had landed. You thanked him with a kiss and slipped it on, looking at your reflection in his mirror and adjusting your makeup and hair. “I’ll see you later?”

“Yeah,” he agreed, a smile spreading on his face that matched yours, “If not I’ll see you at the art exhibit tomorrow.” Your face lit up even further at the mention of that, nodding along and giving him another kiss before grabbing your bag and leaving his dorm in a hurry.

You ignored the suggestive stares being thrown your way from the students roaming the halls, no doubt hearing what went down in that room a few minutes ago. As the elevator doors closed you let out a breath, your mind was still reeling from your orgasm but you needed to control yourself to help Jungkook out with whatever he needed.

The wind nipped at your skin as you ran across campus towards the cafe, making you realize you left your sweater on the floor of Tae’s room. You slipped into the cafe as another student exited, your eyes roaming the place until you spotted Jungkook sat in the same booth you both sat in a few weeks ago, a drink cupped in his hands and another iced coffee set beside him that you knew was yours.

“Hey.” You breathed out as you sat across from him.

Jungkooks eyes met yours and he smiled, handing you the drink you correctly guessed as yours. “Here, I just got it so its not watered down yet.”

The second the ice cold drink hit your tongue you let out a sound of satisfaction, “Perfect, thank you.” Your fingers played with the condensation on the cup as you set it back down and stared at Jungkook again, he was fidgeting in his seat while he chewed on his lip. “Now, whats going on?”

“I’m just nervous.”

That wasn’t a lie, he really was. Jungkook had tossed and turned every night since he asked Jisoo out on this date. He was overthinking everything, he was scared to say something he shouldn’t, do anything he shouldn’t. “I don’t want to make an ass out of myself.” He confessed.

Your hands reached over the table to grasp his fidgety ones, the coldness from your iced coffee contrasting the warmth on his from his own drink, “Honestly Jungkook, you probably will. But thats the glory of first dates.”

He let your fingers continue to rub the back of his palm, “I promise you, unless you say something insensitive nothing you say will ruin this for you.” As long as he didn’t go on a rampage on something sexist, racist, or homophobic it would be incredibly difficult for any girl to turn Jungkook down, he was endearing and a sweetheart.

“Have you picked an outfit?” You tried to change the subject, succeeding in making him smile and start to ramble about options he had and asking for help. After speaking for about half an hour he figures hes calm enough and decides its time to go get ready. You make him promise to tell you how it goes as you say your goodbyes, choosing to head to the photography department to finalize some things as Jungkook heads back to his dorm.

When he finally makes it back inside his shared room he spots Taehyung laying on his stomach on the bed, his hair damp from a shower and legs swinging behind him as he plays with his Nintendo Switch. The next thing he notices is the strong smell of sex, he would assume he slept with a random person but the olive green sweater laying next to his bed that he knows belongs to you spells it out for him.

His dick instantly starts to stir in his pants when his mind plays a flashback of you grinding on his dick while you kissed and he has to stop himself from delivering a smack across his own face when Taehyung speaks up, “You going somewhere?”

Jungkook walks over to his closet to pull out the outfit you helped him decide on, sliding his hoodie off to switch into the black and white striped shirt, “On a date with Jisoo.”

That grabs Taehyungs attention, putting his game on pause, “The cutie from the cafe?”

Jungkook just nods in response as he buttons up the shirt and moves on to the jeans.

“Nice!” Tae cheers, a fist coming up in celebration, “I hope you get your dick wet Jungkookie.” He teases him and Jungkook cant stop the smile on his face as he leaves the room after getting dressed because yeah he hopes he eventually does too.

He manages to get to the restaurant ten minutes earlier than he and Jisoo agreed on, he had decided to take the bus even though it would’ve been a relatively short walk purely because he didn’t want to sweat through his shirt more than he already had. When he walks in and asks for a table for two he finally gets a good look of the place, its very light and airy, covered in plants and hes instantly grateful you helped picked this spot.

The host shows him to his table located on the outdoor deck, right in front of a wall covered in vines and a light up sign of the restaurants name Pura Vita. Jungkook rolls his lips together, taking a few deep breaths as he pulls his phone out to let Jisoo know that he’s here and sat outside. She instantly reads it and responds saying she’s down the street and now his nerves are back and better than ever.

About a minute or so passes before he sees Jisoo enter the outdoor area, she looks as cute as she always does. Her long black hair flowing behind her as she walks, a tan coat covers the majority of her outfit but he sees peaks of a white blouse with every step she takes. Her eyes roam the occupied tables, smiling when she spots Jungkook at his table. He springs into action, standing up from his seat and hugging her in greeting and he feels himself let out a slow breath when her small hands wrap around him, rubbing his back gently before taking a seat.

“Hi.” She mumbles out shyly, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear. She briefly looks up at him, smiling when he maintains eye contact before her eyes flicker away and look at the menu in front of her.

“Hi,” Jungkook replies, looking at the menu as well, “have you been here before?”

Jisoo looks up, shaking her head, “No, some of my friends have though and they say its very good.” Oh thank god, he wouldn’t know what to do if this place ended up being a total dump.

They both decided on what to get, Jisoo deciding on a panini while Jungkook goes for the carbonara. “How did you know I was vegan?”

Her question catches him off guard because he honestly didnt know she was vegan but you did. You had known Jisoo longer than Jungkook considering you were a year older and Jisoo had been in a class with you during your first year. You weren’t friends, just classmates who gossiped but hardly spoke outside of social situations. Jisoo had mentioned it to you in passing and it instantly came to mind when Jungkook asked for help on deciding on a place to eat. So leave it to you to find not only a vegan place for Jisoo but an italian place for Jungkook since he always raved on about his love for pasta.

“Um,” he struggles, seeing her smiling gently at him her eyes sparkling in curiosity and he knows he has to lie, “you told me you only drank oat milk at the cafe once so I just assumed.” The lie rolled off his tongue so easily it kinda startles him but the laugh Jisoo lets out makes it worth it.

“Wow, you’re so attentive Jungkookie.”

Luckily the food is brought at that moment and he’s glad because he doesn’t want to keep thinking about how much of a liar he is. Hes able to get a few forkfuls of pasta into his mouth before Jisoo asks yet another question that has him stunned into silence.

“So what are you looking for?”

Sure the question is innocent enough but giant red flags go off in his mind, sirens screaming red alert this is something you strictly told him was not to be discussed on a first date unless there was an obvious connection and Jungkook wasn’t sure about Jisoo but he had yet to feel a connection like that.

His hands were clammy now so he over compensates by gripping his fork even tighter in fear that it would slip out of his hand and land on the floor with a thud. But even then he doesn’t trust his butter fingers so he simply sets it down, thankful he didnt fumble and make it clank against the plate.

“What am I looking for?” He dumbly parrots back, wanting to clarify that that was what Jisoo had asked, just to make sure there wasn’t any other meaning of the phrase.

She wipes her mouth with her napkin, setting it back down on her lap with care, “Yes.” Thats all she gives him and he wants to rip his hair out, not because there was something wrong with her asking but because this was derailing the timeline of events he thought would happen, this wasn’t supposed to be discussed until date two god dammit was there no such thing as order?

“I don’t know.” Is all he could mumble out, his outer demeanor remaining calm even though his inner self was currently staring blankly at the wall of his mind.

Jisoo nods in understanding, taking a sip of water and clearing her throat. “I only ask because I’m not looking for something casual.” She takes another bite of her food, chewing slowly and not noticing Jungkooks utter silence. “Casual sex just isn’t something I’ve ever been into, are you okay with that?”

He can hear your voice in the back of his mind, be honest thats how you avoid hurting someone. So he thinks about it, casual sex isn’t something he’s ever technically been into either and although he wants to dabble in it he’s not opposed to dating someone and Jisoo seems like a sweet girl so far so he can only respond with, “Yeah, that’s not a problem at all.”

While Jungkooks having his first date you’re back at school in the photography studio, you’re doing the last adjustments to your prints to make sure they’re perfect for tomorrow. Yoongi is stood at a station beside you, his six prints spread out as he stares at them in thought. “Need help?” You ask him from your spot, your eyes carefully watching him as your fingers work to tighten the backing of the frame you chose.

“Can’t decide on the order.” He mumbles to himself, picking up the second print and deciding it looks better after the fifth instead.

You flip your frame over so the glass is facing up before you make your way over to him. Yoongi’s photography was very different from yours, you liked portrait and studio photography with a hint of abstract whereas Yoongi loved nature and lifestyle photography. The difference was so clearly shown in the prints you two had laid out.

He had taken a week where he disappeared and went to Jeju Island, focusing on capturing the landscape of Jeju along with the locals that lived there. His prints told a story of the people he encountered there, your favorite shot being of an elderly fisherman sat on the rocks, a large hat on him and a giddy smile on his face while he held onto his fishing rod. Yoongi had captured it so perfectly it made you feel like you were right there.

“I think you should put the photo of Seongsan Ilchulbong first just because its iconic and it’ll grab peoples attention, everything else I would leave the same.”

He does what you say and you both shuffle back a few steps to assess the new order of photos. It flowed nicely, showcasing the beautiful landscapes of Jeju along with it’s people, the colors balanced each other out and it didn’t feel like your eyes were bouncing around trying to adjust to each photo because his editing had been consistent.

“Perfect.” Yoongi finally grinned to himself, satisfied with it and deciding it was time to properly frame them.

You walked back over to your framed photos, giving the glass a good wipe down as a final touch. Your hands were on your hips when Yoongi called your name out, you looked back up at him and smiled obnoxiously when you saw he was recording a video for his instagram story. When your phone vibrated with the notification of being tagged in it you knew you were right, you slid it out of your back pocket wincing slightly when your fingers brushed against the surely bruised spot on your ass as you did so. “You okay?” He asked when he noticed your face of discomfort.

“Yeah.” He can clearly see you rubbing your palm on your ass so he’s not entirely convinced. His eyes are narrowing in thought and he can tell you’re really trying not to make eye contact with him as he observes you.

“What, did Taehyung sock your ass during sex? Is that what his kinky ass is into?”

Your eyes nearly bulge out at his comment, Taehyung and your arrangement wasn’t something you ever spoke about with anyone and he was the same. It was the giant elephant in the room, everyone knew but no one knew the specifics of it all but Yoongi was observant in more ways than you were.

“Don’t get bashful on me now Y/N.” He teased you, enjoying watching you squirm in your skin.

“I’m not bashful, I just don’t feel comfortable discussing my sex life.” You lied through your teeth and he laughed instantly calling your bullshit, you discussed your sex life all the time. He knew too much about your sex life, too many details shared whenever you slept with someone you deemed worthy of talking about but never Taehyung.

“Okay fine, if you must know he didn’t sock me just a good couple of spanks. No big deal.” He nodded in agreement, he was a spanking connoisseur so he got it.

The room fell into a silence after that, the only sound being the annoying squeaking of the rag against the glass as you continued to clean the imaginary dust off your frames. Right when you thought you couldn’t handle it anymore Yoongi spoke up again, “So what are you guys gonna do when you decide this whole thing isn’t working anymore?”

That catches you off guard and the squeaking stops when you freeze up, “What do you mean?”

He just shrugs, “Yeah I mean, these kinda things don’t last forever.” Of course you knew that. “Either you’re gonna get a boyfriend or find someone new or he’ll get a girlfriend or worse, what if either of you catch feelings.”

You snort at that, finding it utterly ridiculous, you could never catch feelings for Taehyung. He was a great guy, a friend you could count on to vent to and get drunk with and fuck you until you were literally sobbing but date him? No. Absolutely not. When you met Taehyung he had a girlfriend for a shocking two weeks and during those two weeks he cheated on her religiously. He wasn’t boyfriend material and he never would be.

“That’s never gonna happen.” And the way he’s looking at you just makes you feel like he knows something you don’t. Yoongi is silent but he’s always watching, he always knows when somethings up before anyone else does and unbeknownst to you hes been watching the dynamic between you and Taehyung and very newly Jungkook unfold. His gaze is unnerving and it makes you want to leave instantly. “I gotta go–“

“Why, cause you know I’m right?”

You stack your frames up and move them to the rack thats labeled for you, “No,” you grunt as you set them down, “because I need to take off my cum soaked panties.”

He goes silent, and just as you think you’ve won and got the final word he tsks in faux disapproval, “I don’t know about you but I don’t cum inside my fuck buddys Y/N.”

You grab your bag off the work station and flip him off with a sweet smile, “Bye Min Yoongi.” He clutches his chest and hunches over, weakly waving as you leave the studio, him doubling over in laughter is the last thing you see before the doors shut behind you.

You trek back to your dorm with a feeling of uneasiness is the pit of your stomach. Why had Yoongi bothered to bring up Taehyung like that? It wasn’t some massive secret you two tried to bury but you didn’t walk around with his dick in your mouth as an announcement.

Yoongi never brought things up without a purpose, you’ve learned that very early on in your friendship, but you were too scared to dig deeper and find out his reasoning. Your life just started to fall together and settle and you did not need Min Yoongi to shake it up like a fucking snow globe just because he’s interested in the details of you and Taehyungs rendezvous.

You walk into your building, so caught up in your mind that you don’t register what Joy says to you when you walk past her. All you can do is wave before you slip into the elevator, politely smiling at the girls that stand beside you. When it dings on your floor you smile once more and slip out, the fake smile dropping from your face as you make your way into your room.

You let out a groan of annoyance as you slam the door behind you and let your bag fall, the sound getting caught in your throat when you finally look at the room and spot Jungkook sat on your bed and Wendy sat on hers. Wendy has her books laid out in front of her as she works, giving you a small smile before she goes back to what she was doing. Jungkook on the other hand has his shoes off and is clutching his knees to his chest as he lays back in your mountain of pillows, his face looks conflicted.

“Hey Jungkook, is everything okay?”

And he breaks, he knees dropping and spreading his long legs across your bed as he word vomits everywhere, “I don’t know what to do did I fuck up?” He starts, his hands raking through his black hair in a hurry, “The date went well, the food was amazing and she was very sweet but then she asked!”

You slip your own shoes off as you make your way to your bed as well, nudging one of his legs to move so you can sit at the foot of your bed to properly listen to him, “What did she ask Jungkook?”

He blanches at that, almost as if he’s saying what do you mean what did she ask you should know! But he quickly recovers, his eyes nervously looking over at Wendy before coming back to you, “She asked what I was looking for.”

Wendy finally cracks at this, letting out a small snort before she clears her throat to try to play it off and you can’t help but giggle at this too, “Okay, that happens sometimes–“

“You said it wouldn’t!” He accuses you, his finger pointing at you in betrayal.

“Jungkook, theres no rule book of the dos and don’t, I simply advised you not to ask that on the first date because you don’t know what you really want out of this.”

Jungkook thinks that through, realizing you made a good point so he shuts up, “What did you tell her though?”

He starts to crack his knuckles at your question, “I just told her I don’t know, you told me to be honest and I was,” you nod, making him feel like he didn’t totally fuck up, “but then she told me she doesn’t do casual sex and asked if I was okay with that.”

You sit and wait for him to continue, assuming this is where it went wrong, he probably told her he was looking for something casual and she got upset and left, “and I said I didn’t have a problem with that.”

He takes in your facial expression, your lips pressed firmly together as you nod your head slowly. Your hands come up to cross under your chest as you fully turn to look at him now, “Jungkook, do you want to be Jisoo’s boyfriend?” Its a genuine question, if he truly liked her that would be okay, he could date her and that’d be that but he had voiced his interest for casual sex, no strings attached and being someones boyfriend had all the strings attached.

Jungkook deflated at your question, his body going limp as he laid further into your pillows, almost hoping they could swallow him whole or suffocate them, “I don’t know.” He whined out like a child.

You sighed, “Okay well you kind of have to decide that. She just told you she doesn’t do casual and if you agreed to that you have to do things on her terms. You can’t just date her to get her to sleep with you and leave, thats what douche bags do.” Wendy hums in confirmation at this, “If you see anything with her take her on another date, something at night in a different atmosphere and if after that second date you’re still not sure then just break it off. No harm done.”

He takes a slow breath in, counts to three and lets it out slowly, “Is that okay?”

You’re not sure what he means by that, your face showing your confusion so he elaborates, “Like can I really just break it off that easy?”

“Yes,” you confirm, your hand patting his shin gently, “you can. It’s a date, not a marriage. If you don’t feel a spark or anything you can break it off Jungkook.”

Okay, hearing that made him feel a little better. He likes Jisoo, she was sweet and confident and they made good conversation but he also didn’t want to feel like he was obligated to date her just because his nerves got the best of him and he wasn’t able to tell her what he was really looking for.

“Look, why don’t you invite her to the art exhibit tomorrow night. It’ll be a change from today plus theres gonna be alcohol and a bunch of other people to help break any tension.” Jungkook likes that idea so with your help he slides his phone out and you help him type out a text to send to Jisoo to invite her. He starts to feel like he’s invading your space the longer her stays and even though he wants to talk about how your make out session was helpful but also didn’t come into play at his date today he doesn’t want to bring it up with your roommate sitting right there, so he stands up and politely says his goodbyes before he makes a swift exit.

The second the door closes behind him Wendy lets out a whistle, making it very clear she hadn’t been working at all and had been completely listening in to your conversation. “What?” You question her as you stand to fix the pillows Jungkook had moved around.

“He’s hot as fuck, is he next on your to do list.” You grab the closest pillow to you and fling it in her direction, horribly missing her and hearing it thud against the wall. She grabs it with a cackle and clutches it to her chest while wiggling her eyebrows at you.

“He was literally just talking about dating another girl, plus he’s Taehyungs roommate.”

She scoffs at this, tossing the pillow back at you, “So? Don’t act like you have morals now you dirty whore. If you wanna fuck him do it, Tae isn’t gonna care.”

And for some reason that sentence haunts you all night and the following day until you arrive at the exhibit, Tae isn’t gonna care. Is that true? The last time you slept with someone who wasn’t Taehyung had been months, at the beginning of summer break at some random house party and it had been messy and quick and you barely caught that his name was Jaehyun before it all happened. The only reason Taehyung knew it happened was because he went with you to the clinic to get tested afterwards since he had a messy one night stand that same night.

But that had been before, and now flipping through all your sexual escapades you realize you and Taehyung can’t go more than two days before you jump his bones. You aren’t aware of Taehyungs activities, he’s always at parties or at clubs and he’s not shy when it comes to shoving his tongue down any girls willing mouth so you’re assuming he’s continued to rack up the tally on his bed post. You dont mind what he does but with Yoongi’s knowing look and Wendy’s statement in passing now you’re questioning it. Would Taehyung care?

“Y/N!” Your eyes focus back into reality and you search the room until you see the owner of the voice, Namjoon comes marching your way with the biggest smile on his face. He’s clad in black jeans and a matching black tee shirt, a dark grey wool coat draping over his outstretched arms as he reaches for a hug.

“Joonie!” You grin back, wrapping your arms around his frame and letting him rock you side to side for a moment. He pulls back and holds your shoulders at arms length and you honestly feel like he’s a proud father with the way he looks at you.

“This is amazing.” He compliments, his eyes hopping to each picture thats currently hung behind you, “Really, it is. And to think I almost landed my ass in the emergency room to help produce that photo.” He releases one shoulder to point at the second photo. You laugh at that, vividly remembering the moment you snapped that photo, just as you got that shot of him Jimin had jumped in and innocently jabbed his stomach, resulting in a goose chase while the floor was covered in slippery confetti.

“Hey, art is pain Namjoon.” He rubs his palm over his arm in memory of the beating it had taken on hard ass concrete, a smile still present on his face. “I’m not gonna argue with that. Where’s Yoongi?” You point to the right towards the other end of the gallery and tell him he’s straight down and to the right.

He walks away and you step forward to grab a flute of champagne to help ease the nerves you felt. This wasn’t your first exhibit but it never got any easier, you were showcasing your work which made you feel vulnerable so you were thankful your friends always made time to pop in and support both you and Yoongi.

A few more minutes pass of you thanking the people who compliment your photos before you’re feeling yourself be pulled into someones chest again and you instantly know its Jimin from the smell of his cologne. “Jimin!” You hear his laugh immediately, his hands giving you a hard squeeze when you reciprocate and throw your arms around him as well.

“Hows it going?” He asks quietly, not letting you go just yet and you’re thankful because it helps ease your anxiety a little.

“It’s going good.” You mumble into his chest, finally stepping back from him and smiling at him when you see the massive grin on his face once he spots your photos lit up against the wall.

“I’m so proud of you.” He cooes, his ring clad fingers coming up to mockingly pinch your cheek like a child, “I’m gonna bid on that photo by the way. It’s gonna go in that spot above my dining table.”

You swat his hands off as you turn to see what photo he’s talking about, finally seeing that its a photo of both him and Yoongi although their faces can’t be seen considering the black umbrella covering Jimin with smoke billowing out from underneath it. Their hands are locked in a handshake as Yoongi faces him, his entire body covered in the water you had Hoseok pouring on him from above. Once again, you thank your friends for allowing you to put them through hell in the name of art. Jimin had nearly suffocated and Yoongi complained the entire time of getting hypothermia because the water you used had been absolutely freezing but when it came time to get the shot they were seasoned pros.

“That’s actually one of my favorite photos in the set, also you know you don’t have to bid anything right? The photos are a set price, you’re not at an auction.” He pouts, telling you that you’re ruining all the fun before he follows Namjoons course and goes looking for Yoongi as well.

One by one the rest of your group comes in, Jin bringing his girlfriend with him to introduce to the group for the first time, Hoseok and Taehyung strut in together drinks already in hand and they all look very put together for the event. After greeting them all you get a second and step away from your photos to follow your group towards Yoongi’s area, the both of you looking very proud of yourselves.

“Wait is that Jungkook?” Hoseok speaks up, everyone shuts up instantly and turns around to see Jungkook walking through the gallery while his hands are clasped together with Jisoo.

“Oh shit!” Taehyung pipes up and throws the rest of his drink back, “He got a girlfriend?”

Everyone starts shooting out their opinions and you can only watch him with a small smile on your face. His hair is pushed off his forehead and he has a simple black button up on with a leather jacket to block out the cold, the tightest skinny jeans are adorning his legs and just like you and everyone who has ever seen him says, he’s hot.

Its like he can feel you staring at him, his attention is taken away from whatever Jisoo is saying as they stand before your photos and then he’s smiling your way. He looks back at Jisoo and her head tilts as she also looks in your direction, the idiot boys instantly turn away and pretend like they aren’t staring at them two but you smile and wave them over.

Jungkook isn’t sure if he should be introducing her to you guys yet considering he doesn’t exactly know how the night will play on but Jisoos already leading the way, tugging him behind her as she walks towards your huddle.

“Y/N!” Jisoo sings out, releasing Jungkooks hand and pulling you in for a hug. “Your photos are absolutely amazing.” Your cheeks warm up at the praise, thanking her quietly when she steps back to stand beside Jungkook once more. She’s waiting for him to introduce her but he’s still staring at you with that cute bunny smile.

Yoongi is watching this with a knowing grin on his face, clearing his throat to break Jungkook out of whatever trance he’s in, “Oh, she’s right your photos are amazing Y/N. Yours too Yoongi!” Everyone visibly sees Jisoo’s shoulders fall when he makes no move to introduce her and finally he comes to his senses, his eyes widening in realization, “This is Jisoo everyone.”

Its not the best introduction you’ll admit but Jungkook is still being cautious, not wanting to do anything to possibly lead her on this early in the night. The group says hello in complete unison and the laughter that ensues breaks the tension and that makes Jungkook let out a sigh in relief.

Jungkook says they’re gonna take a walk around to see the entire gallery and you just wave as they walk to the complete other side of the massive room. When you turn back to face everyone your eyes meet Taehyung’s and when he realizes you’ve caught him staring at you he looks away just as quickly.

You’re about to speak up to grab Taehyung’s attention but Yoongi beats you to the punch, “Hey, you wanna see everyone elses photos?” You assume he’s talking to Tae but when you see he’s looking your way you just nod, a hint of suspicion creeping up your spine but you choose to ignore it as you follow Yoongi throughout the gallery.

Once you get a few feet of distance between your friends Yoongi speaks up once more, “Believe me now?”

“Huh?”

He chuckles under his breath as he stands in front of a classmates photos, “Are you gonna tell me you’re oblivious?”

You stand beside him as you admire the photos, “I guess so, what am I being oblivious to?”

Yoongi hums in thought as you make your way further down the wall, the event is full of people but with how close Yoongi is standing you can hear every breath he takes, “To the fact that Jungkook has a massive crush on you.” A snort leaves you but he continues talking, “And so does Taehyung.”

And your earlier annoyance is back, “Yoongi, cut the crap please. Stop trying to shove your nose in my business.” He isn’t phased by your sharp tone, simply shoving his hands in his pockets. “Why are you suddenly so interested in who I’m involved with?”

He isn’t really, he’s just worried that whatever is currently unfolding will become a shit show and he’s not interested in being forced to pick sides if it comes down to it. He cared for you like a sister and Taehyung like a brother and if what you had going for you was working then so be it, but Yoongi could see a switch in Taehyung. You weren’t aware of this but he had stopped sleeping with other people, choosing to leave parties drunk as fuck in order to sleep with you instead and it’d be sweet if you two were in a relationship.

“I just love you–“

“Oh are you confessing your feelings to me too?” You don’t even register his hand coming to smack you along side your head until its too late.

“No you brat!” You rub the spot on your head that he just assaulted, a scowl on your face, “I just love you and Taehyung and I’m growing a soft spot for Kookie so I don’t want anyone getting hurt.”

Yoongi watches as you nod, understanding that he just wants the best for you and your friends. You get it, things could get messy fast but you were all adults, sort of, and if you could just speak for yourself you knew you could handle your emotions in a way that wouldn’t cause a ripple of effects in your friendship.

“Fine,” you comply with an eye roll, “I’ll try my best not to break anyones hearts. Now can we stop simping around and go get drunk. We need to celebrate.”

Thats how you and your whole group ends up at some dive bar near by, Jungkook opting out and saying he had to take Jisoo home since she had an early shift at her second job tomorrow morning. You’re taking another shot back when his smiling face comes to mind, you grimace as the tequila burns your throat all the way down until it warms your belly up from the inside. Him and Jisoo made a nice couple, both beautiful and sweet, this would be good for him.

“What do you think Jungkooks up to right now?” Taehyung speaks up from your left, a glass held in his hand holding just ice from the drink he finished.

“I don’t know.”

“I think he’s finally gonna lose his virginity.” He snickers, but unfortunately for him that wouldn’t be happening tonight. Save the fact that he wasn’t a virgin but he highly doubted that Jisoo would be open to sleeping with him this soon.

He was currently dropping her off at home, having just reached the front door of her apartment. Jisoo stands there with that ever present smile on her face, her hands reaching forward to clasp Jungkooks, “Thanks for tonight, it was nice.”

Jungkook notices how small her hand feels compared to his, he’s too focused on how soft they feel so it takes him a moment to register what Jisoo had said, “Oh,” he stutters, “yeah, no problem. I had a good time.”

Jisoo smiles bigger at that, in her mind everything is happening perfectly, she had noticed Jungkook the very first time he stepped foot in the cafe and usually she wouldn’t be into someone younger than she is but Jungkook was charming in an innocent way. “Okay, well goodnight.”

Jungkook freezes when he sees Jisoo close her eyes and start to lean forward. She was going to kiss him. He squeezes his eyes shut just as her lips touch his and the first thing that comes to mind is the fact that her lips dont feel like yours but the thought passes as quickly as it comes, his lips falling into the same rhythm he had experienced that night.

His hands come back to life, no longer resting awkwardly by his sides, instead coming up to gently cradle Jisoos jaw as the kiss continues. Theres surprisingly no tongue involved and Jungkook weirdly craves it but he doesn’t want to jab her mouth with it and make her uncomfortable.

That is until the feeling of Jisoos delicate hands trailing up the length of his thigh grabs his attention, and its those same hands that start to palm and grasp his currently soft cock over his pants that make his lips stop moving. Jisoo notices it instantly, their lips smacking as she pulls away with confusion written on her face, “Are you okay?”

Jungkook wonders if his face looks as torn as he currently feels, his lips still forced in a pout as he stares back at Jisoo, his eyes flicking down to look at the palm thats still touching his dick. “Uh, yeah I’m sorry.” And she’s smiling again, attempting to lean back in to resume kissing but Jungkook leans back, having to clear the air before he accepts that this is happening. “I just thought you said you weren’t looking for casual sex?”

Jisoo’s hand falls from its place and she giggles, not in the cute way she always does but in a are you joking kind of way. “I thought we were dating...” When Jungkook doesn’t immediately confirm this she feels her stomach drop, a flood of embarrassment taking over, “Are we not?”

She’s stepping back now, leaving a good two feet of distance between them. Jungkook is frozen because no, he didn’t think they were dating, he had absolutely not asked her to be his girlfriend. Was this a trick question? “Oh, no we aren’t.” His voice shoots up a few octaves near the end because he’s desperately trying not to offend her.

Unfortunately that fails him, she fixes her hair and wipes the corner of her lips with her fingers as she nods. Her cheeks are red as she apologizes to him for misreading the situation and right as Jungkook is about to respond, wanting to tell her that he enjoys her company and maybe something could work out, he isn’t given the chance as she slides into her apartment and slams the door in his face. Literally.

Hes stood there, staring at the black slab of wood a mere inch away from his nose and he decides he hates this. He doesn’t like this gut wrenching feeling in the pit of his stomach, how he was so easily able to make a girl go from kissing him to slamming a door in his face. Jungkook doesn’t even try to knock on her door to talk, Jisoo had made her decision and in a way he had as well.

He didn’t want to date Jisoo, what he did want to do was go to the bar everyone was at and get drunk. So he slides his phone out of his pocket and dials Taehyung’s number, pulling the phone back at the obnoxiously loud greeting he gets.

“JK!” Taehyung shouts out, hes stood by a random pinball machine a little bit tipsy as he watches Jin trying and failing to get the new high score.

“Hey can you send me the address of where you guys are at?” Jungkook sounds a little defeated on the phone but Taehyung doesn’t notice it. No, Taehyung assumes Jungkook just had sex and left his possible girlfriend to come to the bar to get drunk and brag all about it so Taehyung just howls in laughter, calling him an animal before he sends the address and ends the call.

“Jungkooks coming?” Jin asks, momentarily looking up from his game and groaning in frustration when his second of distraction causes him to lose. He begins to shake the machine as he shouts at it, his girlfriend laughing beside him while she rubs his back.

At the mention of his name you perk up, you were currently four shots deep and two very strong drinks in, definitely not drunk but also not far from it. “He just called you?”

Taehyung sees that glint in your eye and he knows that glint very well and he doesn’t like it. “Yeah, he just left Jisoo’s.” He puts emphasis on her name, the slightly jealous side of him enjoying the way your face falls a tiny bit. You’re too drunk to properly mask whatever emotions you’re currently feeling, maybe this is what Yoongi had been talking about.

You step away from your spot and walk back towards the bar to slide in the seat beside Jimin and Yoongi, the latter having a giant smile on his face. “What’s up?”

He asks the bartender to bring out three more shots for you guys before answering, “Have you checked your phone?”

You shake your head, eyeing the shots lined up in front of you. “No, why?”

Yoongi motions for you to do that so you comply, sliding it out and seeing you had a message from the woman in charge of the art exhibit. You had all left about an hour before the event was over so you had no idea how well your photos actually did in terms of selling any of them but now that the event was officially over you received notice that four of your photos had sold.

“Oh my god, I sold four of them!”

Yoongi starts to laugh, his whole body basically vibrating with how giddy he was, “I managed to sell all six.”

You practically throw yourself off your seat in your haste to wrap your arms around him. He gladly accepts you with open arms, the pair of you looking like wasted cry babies because now the laughter was gone and in its place came tears. “We’re not doing so bad are we?” He speaks in your ear with a strained laugh.

“Not bad at all.” You step back and pat your face, wiping his own as well for good measure. Jimin takes initiative and slides the shots in front of you guys, he was just as giddy, he had only bought one print from both of you but the fact that others had gone out and supported your art made him feel content.

“Cheers to success!” Jimin shouts out, and that grabs everyones attention at the bar. Your friends and strangers included raising a glass to the air and shouting out a cheers. Its at that moment that Jungkook walks in, and he’s very confused on what’s being celebrated.

Thanks to Taehyungs bright red hair he’s the first one Jungkook spots so he gravitates towards him, seeing him so focused on his current game of pinball. Jin notices the new body huddled around the machine and throws his arm around his shoulder in greeting, Jungkook can tell everyones absolutely sauced and he wants to reach their level. His eyes roam the room and settle on the bar, he’s about to make his move over there to get his poison of choice when he spots you.

You were currently sucking on a lime, your face contorted in complete disgust but Jungkook finds it endearing. When your eyes lock you can tell somethings wrong, he’s sporting his usual smile but his eyes look off and that unsettles you. Something obviously went wrong with Jisoo between the exhibit and now.

The lime lays abandoned on the bar countertop as you slide your way through the bars patrons to approach him, “What happened?” Jimin and Yoongi had followed you and now that he had the whole group huddled around him he spilled everything. Rambling off about how Jisoo had literally groped his dick in the middle of her hallway because she had assumed they were together and he had to stomp all over that statement, setting it on fire and ending up with a door slammed in his face. When he finished and took a loud inhale of air he realized everyone had stayed silent.

It takes another couple of seconds before Tae smacks the shit out of his shoulder, “What the fuck!” Jungkook winces at the pain, “You should’ve just said yes and left after you fucked her.”

That earns a series of groans all around, no one taking Taehyung’s side. “No, don’t listen to him.” You scold Taehyung.

“Yeah, don’t treat girls like they’re just there for your pleasure Jungkook.” Jin pipes up, shoving Taehyung away from beside him and putting a hand on his shoulder. “You were honest with her and if she didn’t want to listen to anything beyond that its up to her, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Jungkook can only sulk, accepting a shot Namjoon hands him and throwing it back with grimace because fuck is that nasty, he’s never had tequila but he can tell this has to be an acquired taste. His mind is still spinning, if he’s being honest he had liked Jisoo and he might’ve seen something with her if she hadn’t wanted an answer this quickly.

“Hey, lighten up.” He looks down at you, seeing a sympathetic smile on your face, “She’s the first person and she was totally into you. It’s not like she didn’t want to sleep with you, she just wants a title to go with it and thats fine, it just isn’t what you both want.” You shake his shoulders up a little and although he’s feeling a little abused in the shoulder region he still grins at the action.

“Yeah, you’re right I guess.” He doesn’t want to be upset about something so small but half of him thought this was it, it really would be as easy as you had made it seem and he could see the dream of casual sex disappearing right before his eyes. He didn’t care how much of a typical boy this made him sound but he really wanted to get laid. Was that too much to ask for?

The night progresses and you manage to get Jungkook to take 3 more shots with you, enjoying the way his nose scrunches up at each one. Everyones having a good time, comfortably drunk and enjoying each others company but Taehyung can’t take his eyes off his roommate, watching his every move. He notices how Jungkook’s eyes linger a little too long on your mouth when you speak to him, how he stares at your body when you walk away to go back to the bar. And maybe its the alcohol but a sick sense of pride fills his chest at knowing that Jungkook can’t ever have you like he has you.

When it hits 3am and the bar closes down all of you stumble out obnoxiously, you decide to crash at Jimins because you’re not in the mood to get your ass handed to you for coming in to your dorm completely hammered. Jin’s girlfriend fishes his keys out of his pocket and says she’s good to drive since she didn’t drink and the guys go off to try to sneak in with the help of Namjoon.

After a good chunk of trouble and hush whispers Taehyung and Jungkook finally manage to make it in to their dorm without getting busted. Tae’s a mess of giggles as Jungkook trips over air and slams his hip into his desk, his hands grasping the edge to steady himself as he winces in pain.

The rooms spinning just a little when his eyes finally focus back in and he sees Taehyung in the middle of pulling his shirt off. Immediately he notices the red and purple splotches on his chest and neck, none of which were visible earlier since Tae was wearing a turtleneck.

Tae catches his eyes and lazily scratches at his chest with a grin, knowing what it’ll do to Jungkook if he knows you’re the one who did this to him. “Y/N likes to get artistic with my skin.”

Jungkook, being as drunk as he is, can’t control his mind as it wanders, imagining himself in that position instead and the feeling of you sucking hickeys into his skin has his dick twitching. Would you do that while he was pounding into you or would you do it as you trailed your way down from his chest, to his abs, and finally his dick before you slid it into your mouth.

Fuck what was wrong with him?

“I’m gonna go shower to try to sober up.”

“That’s probably not a good idea.” Taehyung voices his opinion, he’s sat on his bed and he feels like his head is floating from how drunk he is but he can still comprehend that Jungkook slipping and falling in the shower while drunk was not chill. But Jungkook just waves him off, messily grabbing his things before he exits and waddles his way to the shower.

Thanks to the current time the entire bathroom is totally empty and he finally feels like he can breathe as he strips his clothes off and steps into the shower, letting out a satisfied moan when the hot water hits his skin.

His eyes open after a few seconds, his gaze going down to see his dick half hard from his thoughts and he has to push the shame he feels deep into the corner of his mind when he grips his cock and starts to tug at it slowly. A low groan escapes his lips when he feels the starts of relief creep up on him. His mind keeps replaying the small moans you let out the other night while you made out. If he hadn’t felt like a teenage boy before he sure as hell did now, jacking off in the shower all because you had kissed him and now his thoughts were full of you.

The visual of the hickeys covering Taehyungs neck and chest pop back up and he’s once again reminded that you and Taehyung fuck all the time and he envies him for knowing how good your pussy feels.

He lifts his palm up to his mouth and messily spits in it before he grasps his cock again and starts to slide his hand up and down, the motion more fluid. His palm rubs the tip of his dick, fully erect now and dripping beads of precum like his life depended on it.

“F-fuck, nngh.” He whines out, his pace getting quicker. Could he just ask you if you want to sleep with him? Would that be the easiest way for him to decide if this is what he wanted. He knew you didn’t want a relationship so that wasn’t an option that came to mind at all but he wasn’t sure if he was willing to risk the nice friendship you two had made by asking a stupid question. I guess thats thrown in the trash considering hes currently jacking off to the thought of you.

He screws his eyes shut again, his jaw slacked open as he tried his best not to moan too loudly. His mind now pictured you between his legs, your lips sucking and kissing the skin around his cock before you slipped it in your mouth, your cheeks hollowed out as you began to suck.

He was close now his mind going as far as bringing your voice into the scandalous thoughts he was having “Are you gonna cum?” You repeated the same phrase as the other night, the squelching sound of his palm against his dick filled the small shower and he found himself nodding at your imaginary statement because yes, he was gonna cum and unfortunately it wouldn’t be down your throat, or on your face or tits, it would be against the white shower tile but he didn’t care.

He hunched forward as he groaned, his hand tugging his dick a few more times before hot spurts of cum shot out and splashed against the tile, the water quickly washing it away. He was heaving in the shower, his limp dick still in his grasp and he noticed the water had gone cold. How pathetic.

Jungkook wiped himself clean and quickly shampooed his hair for good measure before stepping out of the shower and drying himself off. He kept the towel wrapped around his waist as he walked over to the sinks so he could brush the gross taste of tequila off his tongue.

He checked his phone as he did so, still tipsy but clearly able to read the text Jisoo had sent him a while ago.

Jisoo 2:48am

Hi Jungkook, I’m sorry for the way I reacted but I think its best if we don’t see each other anymore.

Something about it felt like he had gotten a letter of resignation from an employee and he honestly didn’t even want to reply to the text, his thumb sliding over the thread and deleting it completely from his phone. He also decided that he would no longer be visiting the cafe for his morning coffee.

He spit the foamy paste out of his mouth and rinsed it clean. Blame it on the alcohol induced buzz he feels in his veins or possibly the orgasm high still coursing through his foggy mind but nothing in his brain told him this was a bad idea. His fingers have a mind of their own as they click on your thread of messages, typing out a barely legible text and hitting send before he could chicken out.

Jungkook 3:56am

Please hlep me get my dcik wet

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