Summary: you're Jungkook's best friend. He is your best friend. In his hectic life as an idol, boyfriend, best friend, and son you both try to not let anything get in the way of your friendship. Some say you're so clingy to each other that's awkward, but you don't see it that way. You orbit towards each other, never quite reaching the point of collision. "Who am I to you?" is a question neither of you ever felt the need to ask. It's obvious. Everyone can see it. Crystal clear... Right?
Jungkook x f!reader ( i did this thinking bout me, that's why it's f)
Warning: just fluff and a very slight make out
A/n: It's small and sweet, hopefully
(it got me delulu tho, when i was reading back)
This old btw, from like one or so month ago,
Ik, I've been inactive, sorry:/
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"... And so, i told her to look on the other sec-" you stared at the man in front of you "Jungkook, are you listening?"
He took his gaze from your soft legs back to your face "yeah"
"I see that"
"No, i am listening" he nods and continues the little patterns he was making on your legs "Anyways... Than she say that it wasn't available anym-"
"How can it be so soft?" He blurted out, not thinking but deep in thought.
"What? ... The book..?" "Nuh uh" Jungkook shakes his head with a little grin "You"
"What?" You couldn't hide your flustered face with your poor fidgeting and honestly it's annoying how easy flustered he gets you.
"I mean.. Your skin-no, your legs- Hm-Yeah, it's soft.. " he stutters his way out with a pink tint laying on his cheek and you let out a chuckle you barely tried to hide. You guide your fingertips through his beautiful inked arm all the way to his gorgeous and silky dark locks "You're so cute, Kook"
The doe eyes turns a bit wide with the unsual nickname. It's not like you aren't affectionate with him, you just can't gather yourself up enough to call him Kook without laughing - cause the word reminds you of a funny word in your mother language and you're also just not very fond with it- so the fact that you actually called him that sweet pet name he loves without scrunching your face up, it's a victory. He's too shy to make any word and already embarrassed for not being able to say it back -anything, really- so he just settle with hiding his face on your chest and giggling softly.
"I'm not"
"Your actions say otherwise" your chest vibrates with the sweet chuckle that rushes through your body. "Ya, Jungkook-ah, don't need to be shy" you tease him winning a small pinch on your sides and he mumbles something that fades in your dress shirt -or better, his dress shirt-
"You really like that nickname, huh?" Finally being able to see your man again, you melt when your eyes meet his starry ones, so endearing and lovely.
"I love it so much" not true. It's true that he's very fond of it but it's not something he gets all worked up about, but oh, when you say it, it gives it a new meaning, a new light. Your bright smile send shiver down his form and he can't hold himself from kissing you. Very lightly, gently, like you're made of glass. "You're adorable" the whipped man mutters into your mouth and grins before drowning on you again. Your mouths connected like puzzles, his sweet tongue licking your bottom lip as you grasp his hair and lock your fingers in it, massaging his scalp. Humming into the kiss, Jungkook's tongue finally meets yours when you give him a open mouth kiss, enough for him to slide in. Lips wet with drool that doesn't actually leave your mouth, tongue's dancing the most beautiful song, love. He softly breaks the kiss, leaving some small pecks behind because he's never full of you.
"Please call me that forever" his bunny smile on display and his sleepy eyes, dozed out from all the love he was receiving.
"Do you like it that much?" His bangs falls on his forehead and on top of his eyes when he nods. You giggle and peck his mouth and that pretty nose of his "I got a better thing to call you" you whisper removing his bangs of his eyes.
"Hm, what is it?" He hums kissing lightly the corner of your mouth, then your nose, the bridge of your nose, temples, cheeks and lastly mouth, doing a dramatically 'muah' sound when he distance his face from yours.
"Husband" the way the letters slip out of your mouth making it look so natural has he thinking of how many times did you thought about it. A lot, you thought about it a lot. You love Jungkook, you can't imagine yourself without him, so what's better than have him forever? Being yours forever, just like you're his.
"I take back what i said" his hands travel through your sides as he moves your body gently until your legs are on each of his thighs making you straddle him "i want this one" he could drown on the sounds of your giggle and how it lights up the small candle underneath his heart, warming it.
"I like this one better too" he blinks slowly taking in every single thing you have, your embrace, your voice, smell, energy. He just wants all for him, forever.
"Soon, then" he thinks you're cute when your eye wide at his words.
"Soon?"
"Yeah, soon you'll be Mrs.Jeon, my beloved wife" the 'argh' sound you make cause him to throw his head back laughing, relaxing it in the head of the sofa (*sorry, idk how it calls in english*) and you take this opportunity to leave sweet pecks around his neckline, neck and jaw, creating a trail of love in his body, gently marking him yours.
"I can't wait... I love you, Jungkook" his eyes stop smiling as he stares at you frowning a bit.
"It's husband, not Jungkook" you laugh fidgeting the hem of his shirt in a shy manner.
"Okay, sorry." You take his face between your hands and gaze deep into his eyes "i love you, husband" and that's when he knew, he was down for.
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Just a lil something i wrote a while ago as a small thought and it's finally here :)
Yes I'm a simp and basically i don't really know how to do angst so big part (all) of my posts will be fluff,
I don't mind tho, I'm a hopeless romantic and i need to be fed.
Jungkook woke up from his sleep and he found you beside him who was curled up asleep. he looked at the clock on the nightstand beside his bed and it was 7:30 am he got out of bed carefully so you wouldn't wake up and headed to the bathroom to clean up before his departure for qatar today.
You still don't budge from your sweet dream, and jungkook has finished taking a shower he sees you are still fast asleep maybe you are really tired because last night you two spent time together after coming home from he's parents house and making love before you will be left by your boyfriend to Qatar about the next week.
after getting ready and looking neat Jungkook approached you who was still asleep, actually he didn't have the heart to wake you up but he had to because it was impossible not to say goodbye to you.
"honey... I'm leaving" jungkook strokes your hair and kisses your cheek. you can't help but react to his touch you groan softly "ummhh.. oh already going" You open your sleepy eyes and see that your boyfriend is handsome and smells good. "yes i have to go now" the management guys have contacted me and they're already downstairs, while his hand continues to caress you lovingly.
"sorry I can't walk you downstairs I'm still sleepy" you talk with pouty lips and it always makes jungkook amused at you. he stole a kiss on your pouty lips and smiled said "It's okay I know you're still tired" his hand linked with yours.
"do your best. You deserve it baby, everyone will see you shining and I will watch you proudly here." you give encouragement to your boyfriend.
"You always do baby. I don't know how my life will be without you y/n" jungkook kissed you again and you reciprocated. "Go on, I'll go back to sleep 30 minutes enough" you talk to him after your kiss ends.
Jungkook got up from his seat beside your bed and he said "I will really, really, really miss you baby" while holding his finger in your finger "I'll miss you too kookie" you replied and gave him a smile. before letting go of his hand you say again "text me when you arrive" jungkook pulled the blanket to hide your naked body and said "always" he kissed your forehead before walking out of your room.
ps. I'm just pouring out what's on my mind always thinking about jungkook.🥺 he went to qatar and looked good and it stuck in my mind. 🤧 first time writing and sharing it I'm excited hope you like it and I'm sorry if those who read are a little confused with my English, because it's not my native language ^^ -Nie-
summary: Ever listen to the song "Time of Our Lives" by Ne-Yo and Pitbull? Yeah this is that. Jungkook gets fired from day job, throws all caution to the wind, and gets to know you, the girl he sees on the subway on his way to work every day, a little better ;).
warnings: Explicit language, kinks: rope bunny/belt restriction, vocal kink, nicknames uwu, oral (m and f receiving), fingering, tattooed jk, making out, bigdick!jk, slight dubcon, degration kink, choking kink, (knowing me probably) an impact kink, drinking
beta read by: @destructiveasparagus and @petiteyoon
a/n:
I'm actually so happy with how this turned out, it conveys the exact feeling I wanted to. I started writing this on an airplane while listening to my throwbacks and I just thought it would be hot to write kookie like this.
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It's 2012.
Gangnam Style is dominating the dance pop charts for the first time, and you're 22 years old. Rent is due, you have thirty bucks in your pocket and you want to get hammered.
Jungkook's a second-generation Korean-American dude you sometimes notice on the way to work in the subway. He's a handsome broad, hair cut short and eyes cunning as ever. He gets off two stations before you, all dressed up in a suit and tie, dragging an Hermes briefcase.
Why would a higher up be wasting his night away in a place like the Cheetah Lounge? Beats you, but now he's got a glass in his hand sitting at the club you regular. You're curious, though, so you stride his way and buy him a drink.
He's got his tie loose, with three buttons undone on his office shirt. He's flexing his watch and tapping away at the bar menu. He tilts his head up towards you.
"What are you doing here, stranger?" you flirt. Man, he looks like he's having a rough day. You could change that.
"Take your best guess." He scavenges a folded office paper out of his pocket and slams it on the sticky bar counter. "Fireddd..." He shakes his head, how could he be so stupid?
You weren't one to push. The economy had crashed just 4 years back, and Obama had just been re-elected. An established man like him, you assumed, could easily pick up another office job in San Diego.
"So what? You can get another job. Why don't you dance?" You yell over the ground-shaking bass. He gives you a confused look, not quite catching what you said. "Another job soon?!" you raise your voice again . He shakes his head and takes a shot of whiskey.
This guy... You tug at his shirt sleeve and pull him onto the dance floor. He's rolling his eyes, a smile tugging the corner of his lips. He's stiff at first, swaying beside you, mostly to avoid brushing against the mob. However, He loosens up quickly after you hand him a beer, and you let his hands guide you against him.
His ears are pierced. Wasn't that the hottest thing? They're shiny little studs that could very well be diamonds. They flash in the tacky disco ball that swings above the both of you.
"Do you know the DJ?!" He mouths, not seeing any point in ruining his voice. You nod your head, and that's when he says, "I'm going to put in a request. Wait here!"
Somehow, Jungkook makes his way through the thick crowd of drunk, sweaty, dizzy kids. You take a swig of his beer, watching him play charades with MC Sizzle. He looked almost laughable, getting out an actual pen and paper out of his work pants and writing down his request. The Dizzle gave him the good to go and he squished his way through the party people back to you. "What kind of name is fucking Sizzle?" He steals his beer back from your hand and chugs it.
"Sloooow down there, partner. One of us has to be sober by the end of this." You place your hands on his chest. "The MC? It's ‘cause his tracks are always poppin', or that's what he goes around telling people." His palms dip down to your hips, and you roll into them. His eyes widen, pleasantly surprised.
"Aren't you the girl that lives on Palmetto? Callie's bestie?" You nod, nestling your back into his chest as he rides his hands up your sides. "She's actually my tattoo artist." You whip your head back.
"You have tattoos?!" You moan out in surprise. He's smirking on your neck, his hips moving a little bit rougher against your ass.
"Yeah, you'll have to play a little game of i-spy as I fuck your brains out..." he growls sharply next to your ear.
"Yeah, I want that…" you sigh out in pleasure and take your hands down to his vline. "Fuck me, Kookie."
He grabs your sneaky hands and chuckles dangerously. "Let me take you home, baby girl… Don't waste my time."
He swings you into his arms and tosses you into the back of a taxi cab, hopping in after you and getting on top of you over the leather seats. His lips connect with yours and his tongue is down your throat as he's gripping your thigh. Your short cocktail dress is riding up your legs, and your lipstick stains his lips as you tangle yourself in him. "Fucking get over here," you pull him by the tie and he complies, strategically placing his thigh beneath your clothed cunt. His heart's beating out of his chest as he pulls you out of the cab and carries you up the stairs to his place. There are lights flashing from the place downstairs, music blasting from the windows. "What's that?" you pant as you bounce in his arms.
"Uhh...party," he smiles. Every second his mouth isn't on you is torture.
He tosses you on the bed, breaks his button-down and whips his belt out, snapping it before pouncing on the bed, his eyes pinning you down as he demands your full attention. He fastens his belt around your wrists and you pant wildly at the sight of a replica of the Great Wave off Kanagawa painted across his abdominals up to his chest. "H-holy shit, that's real?" you stutter.
He quickly nods and pulls you by your restrictions towards his stomach and you drag your tongue all the way up to his pectorals. He tosses his head back and runs his ring-studded fingers through his jet black hair. "Mmn...use that tongue on me, baby girl...just like that" A grin is creeping up his lips before he throws you back on the bed and peels your dress to your ankles. He snaps the elastic on your panties before pulling them down too.
Before you could pull your legs shut, he dives in between them and presses them wide open on his bed. You let out a soft moan as you watch his hands knead into your thigh. His eyes slur up to give you a look of absolute sin and you feel the smirk hiding beneath the curve of your body. His eyebrows furrow as his tongue penetrates your outer labia and swirls on your clit painfully slowly. Your eyes widened with excitement, lips parted slightly.
"Fuck, Kookie~!" You're bucking up to meet the way the man's flicking his tongue up to tease you. His hot tongue tugs at your folds, picking up every drop of your arousal as he dips below to rim your entrance. His long black hair is gripped between your fingers as your body anticipates his touch. He raises an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly until his tongue is sliding into your cunt to find the source of the delicacy that's dripping from his chin. Your legs shake in pleasure as you lean your head back and thrust your hips up to meet his lips.
"You always stared a little too long when you looked at me on the subway. This whole time, your little cunt was craving my tongue? You're so pliant..." His voice vibrates against your core, causing you to whimper. Taking one digit, he sinks it deep into you and presses his tongue back down to his knuckle.
You perk up and stifle a moan, your back arching. He chuckles. "You really think anyone is gonna hear you over the music downstairs? I want to hear your slutty mouth cry for my dick." He leans back, flicking his hair out of his face. His jaw is so defined it could cut paper, and the thin layer of sweat draping his chest highlights just how toned his pecs are, yet your eyes wander down.
The poor button on his work khakis just barely contain the monster length which strains against the cloth. It's not nearly as defined as you fucking needed it to be, the obscurity of the clothing pissing you off. "Getyourpantsoff," you plead. "God, please, show me your cock..."
He's so fucking hot when he smiles. You watch as he fumbles his fingers over his bulge, his hands stroking it as he watches you drool a little. "Hhh..." You sit up on your elbows and he kneels above your face. Your fingers race to the tiny black button on his pants, unlatching it and pulling the miniscule zipper down to reveal a black pair of Calvin's.
You're salivating, as you draw back his boxers to reveal a sliver of his v-line. Your breath gets heavy as you trail your hands down the smooth honey-toned skin. There's a small tattoo on his pelvis, a cluster of stars. one final pull, his length pops from the strap and, with a dull slap, lands on his abdomen. You make no haste putting your lips on the length and groaning like a whore when you taste the slight saltiness of precum and sweat, *his* precum and sweat. His digits are furled in your hair, leading your mouth to his tip.
You kiss his underside passionately, running your tongue along his slit and collecting his arousal in your mouth. You go down on his thick, satisfying girth. His shaft fills your throat out, his veins pronouncing themselves against the pad of your tongue. You hollow your cheeks and grip the base of his cock as you swallow him, bobbing your head as tears brim your waterline.
He hisses, cursing under his breath as he watches your pretty lips swallow his cock. His thumb skims under your eye, causing a tear to fall. "You're just a little fuck doll, aren't you?" He pulls you off his cock and pushes you on to the bed again.
"Did you bri--" You gesture towards your discarded bedazzled jeans on the floor. He fishes a condom from your back pocket and a grin spreads across his face. "You knew this would happen! You vixen!" He's amused. "It's my size, too!" You can't help but blush, caught in your scheme. "If you're that set on taking my cock, ride it."
He undoes the belt around your wrists with ease, commanding your attention as he flips you over him. You're sitting on his god-like thighs, your juices spreading over his chiseled muscles. A teasing smirk pulls at the sides of his lips as he rips the foil package with his teeth, a glob of lube spilling onto his chest. You take the package from between his teeth and roll the thin layer of silicone on his length. The lube is warm from your body heat. Squirting a generous amount of lubricant on your hands, you smother your entrance with its warmth, your other hand smearing it all over him.
Your hips are suddenly pulled forward and then his girthy hands are on your throat, restricting your oxygen. His thumb rests on your bottom lip as he rocks your pussy on his shaft. He hisses wildly as his fingernails dig into your ass. He's meeting your hips grinding and stuttering his pelvis in a rhythm, teasing his tip against your little cunt. "You're making a mess on me, babygirl," He plunges into you, your tight heat clenching around him in a manner that makes his brain momentarily fog up
You moan simultaneously as he penetrates your throbbing walls, your heat welcoming his pulsating girth deep inside you. "Koo~" you breathe, running your hands down his back trailing red streaks from your fingernails. "Ohhh... ggukkie~" you squeak as your back arches up, causing you to tense. He drags his bottom lip between his teeth as he pumps his length to pound your cervix. Sweat drips off his body onto his silk sheets. Your knees weaken and you feel your body shake as his headboard thuds against the paper-thin walls. With jaded eyes, you pant. Your ungodly moans fuel his most primal lust to release his hot cum inside of you.
"Babe," he growls as he rolls his hips, wildy searching your eyes for signs of pleasure. He's not satisfied until you're begging to cum all over his dick. Always such a perfectionist, he wants to elicit the most corrupt sounds from you. His body traps you in a cage of muscle as he buries his face into your neck. You feel fat tears roll down your face as your breath hitches.
"Ngh... please! Please, fuck, fuck~!" you whine, swallowing hard. His snake-like eyes, filled with a heavy appetite for your trembling orgasm, hungrily meet yours.
"Beg. Beg for it. Scream out my name."
"Jungkook~ let me cum please let me--" Your body jerks and you're seeing white as your heart flips, your pussy coating his cock with your thick arousal. "Mmnh!" Quickly, your cheeks blush red.
Jungkook lets out a satisfied sigh as he leans back and loosens his pace, stuttering his hips as a smile paints his face. "Ahh~ ah, y/n..." He draws back and his thighs display themselves to you as he pulls off and ties his condom.
The entire room stinks of passionate sex.
After a while of just giving each other googly eyes, and panting like you've just finished a marathon, he says: "Hey do you want to shower first? I mean, that..." He's pulling his damp hair back. That scar on his cheek is so cute. "That was wow." he sighs.
"Mmm, yeah. I gotta check if Callie got home safe. Hold on..." You reach over for your Blackberry and squint at the screen to read a tiny notification that reads: 'HOME!' Satisfied with her response, you toss your phone to the side and sigh. Meanwhile, he's walking off to start the shower.
"Fuuuuck--" You groan as you hoist your aching body up. "Do you want my number?!" you yell out, despite how raw your throat feels, in the general direction of the bathroom.
"Yeah! Write it down in my old workbook, on that nightstand," he responds, his voice slightly hoarse.
You grab a blue pen and scribble down a cute message before closing his notebook.
"Hm." Your legs are jelly as you make yourself to the bathroom and peak in. "Hey handsome," you tease. Jungkook's hands are busy making suds in his hair. He nods towards you.
"Mn? Hey." He's a good listener. You can tell by the way his lips part and his eyes get big when you have his attention. "Coming in?"
You perk up, "EH?!" How could he suggest something like that? Isn't he a little perverted? You pout as you consider his proposition. However, You end up with your hands wandering his body as he kisses you passionately against the tile of the shower box.
You have a feeling it's time you retire from the Lounge. You have found your king of the jungle…
― genre: mostly fluff, softness, jungkook dancing lol, disgusting romance!! bunny!jeongguk, (kind of) hybrid!jeongguk, magical wishes, taehyung!best friend, tae being kinda a bitch, swearing, crack/humor lol i tried, more swearing, a tiny bit of subtle angst and SMUT; fat cock!jungkook, handjob, blowjob, subby!koo, whining, whimpers, dry humping, virgin!jungkook
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― summery: a quick decision to save a hurt bunny on the side of the road might not seem like a big deal to many people. y/n doesn’t think much of it either and decides to take care of the little male rabbit but what she doesn’t expect is when he one night turns into a human and hell breaks loose…
You could feel your phone falling out of your hand as Taehyung’s words echoed in your head. The sun rays hitting your face didn’t feel so warm anymore and it was almost like a cold stream washed over you as you sat there, frozen.
It really was like a wave with emotions hit you and as you looked over at the sweetest boy snoring beside you, you felt your heart break a little. He looked so peaceful with his eyes closed, his long lashes hitting his soft skin as his chest heaved up and down. You wondered quietly how it will feel in a few weeks when your bed will be cold and empty without him...
Bird’s song outside the window made him stir in his sleep and yawn as he slowly opened his puffy eyes. As soon as he saw you a heartwarming smile broke out on his face and for a few seconds everything in the world was meaningless except this.
“Goo’ morning,” he mumbled, his hair a total mess around his head as he reached for you. He embraced your hips as he tried to drag you down with him. You shrieky laugh escaped your throat in surprise as you landed on his chest, he rubbed his nose against your cheek before kissing it. “Mhmm, my noona,” he mumbled while pecking your soft skin.
His raspy voice and lovey-dovey actions made you flush, "my googie," you mumbled back, "did you sleep well, sweetheart?"
He seemed to keen at the pet name and arch his back as you let your finger run through his silky locks. He hummed and buried his face between your shoulder and throat and before you could react he had already begun sucking on the sensitive area.
A soft gasp fell from your lips by the feeling of his mouth on your neck and his warm body pressed against yours. You hadn’t really had the time to think through what happened yesterday, everything from kissing Jeongguk to him fingering you in one of the bathrooms in the club. You almost thought you had ruined your relationship but by the way his lips moved against your skin you calmed down a bit
Eventually, he pulled away, his big hand cupping your cheek as he stared into your eyes. His were sparkling with warmness and something you couldn't pinpoint as he leaned in, his hot breath tickling your lips before he closed the remaining distance between the two of you. His kiss was nothing like your first, this time it was soft and slow almost like he didn’t want it to end. With your eyes closed you began moving your lips against his with just as much gentleness, feeling his heart against yours.
All your worries and thoughts about future heartbreaks disappeared with him. It was like magic, the way he just captured you and everything felt good again. His soft lips and steady hands as he let them roam down your back and hips, making you break out in a sheepish big smile. Jeongguk only mirrored you and soon your stuipd grins had broken the kiss as you just smiled at one other. A laugh escaping you.
“You’re so pretty,” he whispered, almost for himself, while brushing his long fingers through your hair. Petting your head as the stars in his eyes gleamed at you, “really, why are you so bewitching, noona?”
You felt your cheeks heat up, “Bewitching?” you repeated, a humorous grin playing on your new-kissed lips, “Where can you possibly have learned that word, guk?”
“Ehm, on a k-drama?” he said, the tips of his ears turning a shade darker.
You snorted softly before framing his face in your hands, cupping his rounded cheeks and following his lip line with the tip of your thumb, “But you’re wrong, cause’ there’s only one bewitching person in this room and it’s you Jeongguk. The most gorgeous man I’ve ever met.”
Silence emerged between you two and slowly Jeongguk’s blinding smile faded away. “Man?” he repeated your word in a whisper, “D-did you just call me a man?”
“Yeah, I did...” you said suddenly afraid you might have offended him but before you could apologize his whole face lit up and he turned you over making you laugh.
He giggled as he kissed you again, his hips planting themself between your legs letting you feel the very obvious morning boner he had working for himself. As he kept biting and sucking your lips you could almost swear his were made just for you. So sweet and soft and while you let your finger tracing the scar down his naked back he started grinding against you.
He moaned quietly as you locked your legs around his hips forcing his hard cock to get friction against your clothed core. His sweaty back muscles tensed under your hands and the warmness steaming off his most intimate part.
“Ah, please…” he whimpered and thrusted against you, his eagerness very apparent, “touch meee…”
His words went directly down to your cunt, making you clench around nothing and feel how your panties started to get damped. You kissed his neck, the place under his earlobe and he yelped as his dick twitched in excitement. Almost on command your fingers wandered down his chest to his crotch, palming the bulge over his pyjama pants feeling how thick and long he really was. Your eyes bulged out in surprise, you knew he was big but not this huge.
“Oh, what a big cock my baby boy has,” you purred right in his ear and he cried out in shock as you slipped your hand inside his boxers. Fingers wrapping around his girthy length as you pulled his underwear down, leaving his cock to stand proudly against his stomach showing off all the mouth-watering veins and precum leaking from the angry tip. “Pretty,” you whispered before and began stroking it up and down in a faster pace than what he was used to.
His whole body almost went slack at the intense pleasure from your hand but before he could crush you, you turned him around still with your fingers pinching the tip of his cock making him choke on air.
“I-it f-feels so go-ood,” he whined while pounding up in your cupped hand, his hefty balls jerking as he neared his end. “Ah, don’t stop!” he closed his eyes and spread his legs wider for you to use his cock however you’d like.
“Yeah, it feels just as good as when you were grinding against me in your sleep? Huh?” you sneered, tightening your grip around him causing a loud whine escaping his sinful lips. “Yeah, I know what a dirty boy you are, gukkie, I was awake.” And like the knowledge of you knowing what he did in his sleep made him even more desperate to cum now.
“I’m s-sorry, noona,” he cried as you jerked him off, the wet sound of your hand’s fast movements filling the room, “I-i couldn’t help it!”
“It’s okay, baby,” you cooed, tugging on his hair forcing his neck to be exposed, he gasped. And like you had expected was it full hickeys from the night before, gleaming with a thin layer of sweat. “Just be a good boy and cum when I let you,” you smirked and it was like you couldn’t control yourself from licking it all the way down to his abs, feeling the soft skin over the hard muscles. You kept sucking while bringing your tongue out to taste his salty skin until you face to face with his thick cock. You licked a fat strip from the base to the tip, cupping his tight balls in your other hand as you started sucking on the head, tasting the sweet taste of his precum.
“AHH!” he actually squealed as you sucked in your cheeks and began bobbing your head up and down his shaft. You knew this was his first blowjob but you couldn’t help yourself from being a little mean. Instead of letting him trust up in your throat you laid all your weight on his thick thighs so he couldn’t move. “I’m cumming noona…” he breathed, his face scrunched up in pleasing pain and you lifted your head up to smile.
“Then cum.”
He threw back his head against the pillow, a piercing cry leaving him as he let himself reach his orgasm. You kept stroking the rest of his leght you couldn’t fit in your mouth as the heavy shoots of cum began to fill you, and you were quick to swallow it all, milking him to the last drop. It was a lot, Jeongguk cum never seemed to stop painting the inside of your cheeks white but eventually it did.
Slowly, you removed your lips from his sensitive cock, his whimpers toning out while you wiped your mouth. “You okay?” you asked as you returned by his side, caressing his long bangs away from his eyes.
“Yeah,” he breathed, a small smile creeping on his lips while he unhurriedly opened his eyes. “Thank you.”
You giggled before kissing him again, taking his face between your hands and letting yourself feel the love he was radiating.
“Noona…” he eventually mumbled, his voice sounding a little uncertain, while pulling away, “W-what are we now?”
His chest was still heaving up and down from his climax and his face flushed with bashfulness.
“You mean like in our relationship?” you whispered, not breaking your intimate eye-contact. Jeongguk nodded, nervously biting his lip but you wouldn’t allow that, “It is whatever you want us to be,” you simply said and gave him another soft kiss making him smile. “You decide.”
At last you had taken Jeongguk to an amusement park and to say he was happy would not be enough to describe his excitement. It was the sound of Jeongguk’s joyful laughter that woke you up from your daze. Even though you tried not to think about it— Taehyung words from your fight or his text had been filling your mind the last few days. Even when you were with Jeongguk, you couldn't fully appreciate him as you didn’t know how many days left you had with him. So taking him to the carnival that he’s been talking about for weeks was just a little thing you could do.
Jeongguk had just finished one of the bigger rides of the park, his messy hair and his flushed cheeks making it obvious for anyone to figure out. And by the sight of his happy state, you couldn’t keep yourself from smiling.
“How was it?” you asked as you handed him his cotton candy.
You two had already ridden that roller coaster earlier but as the overexcited soul he was— he had wanted to go for another ride and then another until you told him to do it alone, otherwise you might actually had spilled your guts out.
“It was soo fun!” he grinned and sat down beside you on the bench, his nose crinkling so adorably as he took a bite of the sweetness off cloud in his hand. And his Bambi-eyes lit up at the sugar taste, “wow,” he whispered in awe.
You scoffed at his cuteness, it really was like taking a child to the festivals for the first time. Jeongguk’s liveliness made your heart ache, how could someone so pure and kind have to go back to being a bunny in the end of this month? Jeongguk kept chewing on his cotton candy and even offered you some but you gently denied, you had eaten it before.
“Oh, noona, can’t we also do that?!” he asked and pointed toward a couple that was taking cute selfies with each other. “Taking pictures, I mean?” he added as he saw them kissing each other making him ashamedly look away.
You snorted softly before taking your phone out. “Sure,” you laughed as he quickly wiped the sugar away from the corners of his mouth. As you raised your phone higher in the air to fit both of you in the frame Jeongguk leaned in and you started taking pictures. One was with you two just doing silly faces, another with you smiling and the last few with you kissing his cheek and him smiling shyly.
You smiled at the selfies of you and him on your phone.
The hour before the amusement park closed it supposed would be a performance there. You and Jeongguk had decided to not watch it as Jeongguk had noticed the subtle sadness that painted your face when he wasn’t looking. He was worried but before he could ask you why the loud bass of a song a few meters away from you two made you both stop in your tracks. Even though you were near the exit you looked over to the stage where a large group of boys were dancing to the song “Rainism” by Rain and Jeongguk apparently recognized it as well.
“Oh, I know this!” he exclaimed and before he knew it, you had dragged him toward the show.
Jeongguk had spend a lot of his time these months watching and practicing k-pop dances in front of your TV so when this opportunity came you wouldn’t let him miss it. Jeongguk started dancing and moving with the beat, surprisingly confident about the dance moves of the official dance. These type of performances were mostly famous for inviting random people up to dance with them so it wasn’t that shocking when Jeongguk was dragged up.
He obviously loved it, by judging of his smile and laugh as he just fitted perfectly in with the other professional dancers. At the end of the dance Jeongguk hurried to run to you, lifting you up in a hug so affected by his excitement.
“Noona, did you see that?!” he yelled over all the loud noises and spun you around.
“Of course, you were so good!” you blurted out and hugged him back.
“Hey, excuse me!” a guy, with silver colored hair, in your age said beside you. Jeongguk gently let you go and turned to the new guy. “You were amazing man, are you a dancer?”
Jeongguk, a little taken back that a stranger was taking to him, shook his head. “Eh, no I just do it for fun…”
“Well, damn,” the guy laughed, “I’m Park Jimin by the way,” he said and reached for a card in his pocket. “And I work for an agency that’s looking for new back up dancers, give us a call if you’re interested!”
You three talk a little more before parting, Jimin really being sure to praise Jeongguk for his sharp and precise moves before saying goodbye. On the train ride home Jeongguk couldn’t stop smiling and holding your hand, it was like the sun rays were shining on him even though it was dark.
“Thank you for taking me there,” he eventually mumbled, his nose rubbing lovingly against your temple before kissing it. “I really enjoyed today with you noona.”
“Yeah, me too.” You laughed. “That guy, Jimin, even recognizes your talent for dancing. How do you feel about that?”
“It was perfect.” He whispered and he was right. Too perfect.
“Wait, he invited you into his apartment?!” you gasped as Mina quickly hushed you with a finger against your lips.
“God, when you say it like that it makes it sound like something totally different!” she mumbled and closed the cap of the copier. Her blonde hair was tied in a loose bun on her head making the rosy blush on her cheeks, she always had when she thought about her neighbor, even more obvious, “He just felt bad that I was locked out of my apartment. Nothing happened, we just talked.”
“Uh-huh,” you smirked and wiggled your eyebrows, “Talked about what?”
“Well, if you must know, we chatted about our professions and apparently, he’s a doctor—,”
“Ohh, what kind of doctor?” you asked but before she could answer a loud cry made you both turn around.
A girl, one of your many co-workers you hadn’t had the time to get to know, ran the fastest she could in her heels down the long hallway. Not only was tears streaming down her face as she tightly held her blouse together but her hair and makeup were ruined.
You and Mina quickly exchanged looks, you clearly more surprised than what she was.
“What was—?”
Mina just sighed as she collected the newly copied documents for the next meeting. “Lee Howon-nim’s second secretary for the mouth,” she began explaining and you followed her suit as she started walking back toward the room where the meeting was gonna take place. “You know he’s that type of boss who hires young girls to use and then later fires them when he’s done with them.”
You furrowed your brows in disgust, not only was he an asshole but also a shameless pervert who abused his power for sexual pleasure in his workspace? You shuddered.
“And, God, I wonder if he also did that when he had a wife, wouldn’t surprise me,” Mina kept going as she handed you half of the stack of the papers to place out.
“How have you even managed to work for him for so long?” you asked and she just shrugged.
You two finished up getting the room ready but unexpectedly your phone rang. Normally, you would be surprised as not many people called you that often, only your parents or Taehyung, but as you had taught Jeongguk how to use your landline phone a few days ago you couldn’t help but smile as you saw the contact name.
“Hi, googie,” you greeted him with a little too sweet voice for Mina not to notice.
“Noona!” you heard on the other side of the line, “I miss you!”
“You just saw me this morning,” you laughed and bit your lip, clenching your thighs together as flashbacks from this morning filled your head. He whined at that, his tone revealing how much he hated when you teased him. “Plus, I told you not to call me until my lunch break.”
“I’m s-sorry, but my reason for calling is important!” he exclaimed, “You forgot your lunchbox at home!”
That had actually happened before but then you would go down to the mall and buy something but now when Jeongguk officially was okay with going outside in public places and you missed him— you had an idea.
“Oh, did I?” you mumbled and scratched the back of your head as a small smile was tugging on the corner of your mouth, “Then maybe you could come here and eat with me and bring my lunch with you?”
“Can I, really?” he asked and you could almost hear how much he was smiling into the phone. You hummed as a reply making him giggle excitingly, “Okay, noona! I’ll be there in about an hour, bye!”
You snorted, amused, as you hung up and put your phone away. Those butterflies in your stomach were back as you shyly brushed a strand of hair behind your ear trying real hard to get into working mode again. But the sound of Mina clearing her throat made you look up.
“Googie?” Mina repeated the sappy nickname, forcing your already flushed cheeks to grow even hotter, “What did he want?”
“He said that he’ll just bring my lunch box here, apparently I forgot it.”
Mina smiled, “You know, you and your boyfriend are really cute.”
“Thanks,” you said in a small voice, and this time you didn't have to feel bad about her words, Because this time it was kinda true.
Jeongguk was thrilled as he neared the building where you worked. He didn’t really have time the last time he was here to admire how wide the etrence was or how clean the big glass windows in the lobby were. But the one thing he remembered and still did; was that damn dog.
The same freaking dog that scared the living out of him the first day he turned human. The dog was sitting outside with a leash attached to a pillar, showing off the brand new spike collar around its neck. But surprisingly, Jeongguk didn’t run away when the wolflike creature sneered and growled at the people walking by. The dog now loudly barking, reminding him of pictures of excruciating pain in his back and blood, so much blood and cold, freezing cold- making him shiver. No, he shook his head, he wasn’t a small bunny anymore but a man.
With his head high, Jeongguk strolled past the aggressive dog and headed for the elevator with your lunch in his bag. He was smiling so big and when someone else also entered the elevator and met his eyes they probably thought he was crazy. Which was true. He was a maniac for you, only having fond memories of you and your beauty.
As the elevator door dinged he walked out, the warmness inside of him only expanded as he laid his eyes on your form. You were typing something on your computer, with that adorable scowl between your brows, as you focused on whatever task you were dealing with and like you were expecting him you looked up and found his gaze on you. Just as he was about to wave, a familiar stone faced man dressed in a suit walked past him making Jeongguk freeze up.
Even though it was just for a few seconds, Jeongguk had seen enough to recognize the guy’s face— he could point out that face in a dark room and still know who that was. Like a shower of cold water hit him, Jeongguk turned around on the spot, lips formed into a straight line as he stared at the back of the man’s head as he headed for the elevator.
Scenes of his worst nightmares flashed before his eyes, it was him as a rabbit— living a peaceful life but that man hurt the only one that gave Jeongguk food and eventually made that kind soul flee, leaving Jeongguk alone with that monster. He was the same man who let his beast to dog use a bunny as a toy and just laugh at it. The man who was now smirking as he talks with someone over the phone, his big nose and small crooked eyes the same as the day Jeongguk last saw him.
His last owner.
On the other side of the room, you had noticed Jeongguk’s obvious distraction and before you could reach him, he started running as the door to the elevators closed . Running toward the staircase and without any hesitation you dropped whatever you were doing and followed him.
“Jeongguk!” you yelled as you bolted down the many steps of the stairs. “Wait! Where you going?!”
But he didn’t answer because his focus was only directed on reaching the ground level where he knew the elevator with the man would stop. So he ran, his longer legs carrying him quicker down than yours as you tried to keep up.
Eventually, after a lot of rushing and sweat, you both reached the lobby— Jeongguk a few meters in front of you as he kept running to catch up with Lee Howon, all the way to the parking lot.
“Jeongguk, wait!” you called with your breath uneven, “What are you—,”
Jeongguk barely turned around, eyes black with termination as he still stared at the man who was not leaning against his expensive car, “That man. Who’s he?”
“Lee Howon-nim? He’s my boss, why—,” you began but he didn’t stay to hear the rest as he began running again. And you couldn’t do anything but watch while he grabbed your boss by the collar and smashed his clenched fist the hardest he could in Lee Howon’s face.
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He went into the elevator and rested his forehead against the wall. It can't last for too long. His breathing was heavy, and his heart was beating too fast. He barely stopped himself today. But you were too sexy. He won a small victory. But why was it feel so sad deep inside.
You were right about everything. Now it’s clear why you saw the child in him. He only thought about his feelings. Why didn’t he think about the reality in which he lived. What was he hoping for. He could not date with anyone, and if someone take a photo of him with a girl, the group would have problems because of him. He such a fool! That's why he gets into all sorts of troubles. He cannot even come to you when he wants it, only when they have free time. “See you tomorrow” - he doesn’t even know if he will be able to leave the dorm tomorrow. But he must take a chance, not for that he went so far as to surrender so easily now. He must do everything possible. You agreed - that was the only thing that mattered now. You watched a movie while you sat in his arms. He smiled. He must tease you, you must feel that you need him. If while he can’t win your heart, he must at least conquer your body. He knows that you always played with guys, if he wants to be with you, he should become the main one in this game.
He quickly got home and went into the apartment. The party was in full swing. For a long time he had not seen hyungs so drunk.
“Kooky !!! Where were you my favorite, maknae. I missed you so much. ”Jin hugged him, kissing him on the cheek.
"Hyung, you're drunk!" he tried to break out of hyung's steel grip.
"Have you got a girlfriend?" asked Yoongi
“Of course, I have a lot of free time for this. What is the reason for that party? ” he quickly changed the subject.
“It's just that when you meet friends you no come so earlier and you are always drunk. And now it’s not even midnight and you are sober” Hoseok said with suspiciously.
“Reporter Kim Namjoon, Bangtan TV. Comment of this situation, Mr. Jeon” approached him Namjoon, using a bottle of soju instead of a microphone.
“Hyungs, you are all drunk. I have a photoshoot tomorrow morning. So I didn’t drink much and returned early” he made excuses.
“Okay, okay ... Justified!" Hoseok tapped with a spoon on the table.
Everyone began to laugh. He joined them, and taking a beer. " Do you like _________? Why do you constantly write dirty stuff to her all times.” asked Jin to Yoongi.
Jungkook choked a beer. ‘Why are you asking him this, hyung’, he thought. So he need to calm down. It is impossible that they all found out on the first day.
“Yes, I like her” Yoongi replied, and Jungkook felt a growing worry inside. “We are friends with benefits” Namjoon dropped a can of beer, Hoseok was sitting with his mouth wide open, and Jungkook could not move from what he had just heard. Yoongi laughed out loud. “Wow ... It was worth it! This is a reaction! Daebak! She and I are friends in sex conversations. She knows everything about me and I about her. We give advice to each other, etc. There is nothing between us except friendship ”
“So you know all her boyfriends?” asked Jin
"Yes I am"
“And do you know which idol she date?” sat closer Hoseok
"Yes I am. But only they did not date, they just had sex. He does not have time for a relationship, she too. So they met together”
"Who is he? Who?" Hoseok bounced from excitement on a chair
"I will not say. If she wanted you to know, she would tell you herself” Yoongi replied, taking a sip of whiskey.
"But we are so interested" whined Hoseok
“I even have no doubt that you are interested”
“At least tell me from which group he is?” Yoongi shook his head, “Okay! At least tell me what agency he is from? ” did not give up Hoseok
"Okay, nevermind. Who cares who he is. This is her own business, it does not concern us. You don't want go to the barbecue? Long time we not ate grill meat ” said Jungkook
He tried to change the topic several times, but Hoseok still did not give up, and tried to find out who you were meeting. 'I wonder ____ will tell Yoongi about me,' he thought. While you were talking, the front door opened, Taehyung and Jimin came very drunk.
“Weren't you in the spa? Why the hell are you so drunk, and most importantly where? ” asked Namjoon
“We met a hubaes, they were going to a barbecue. They invited us to join them "said Taehyung, staggering
"Our maknaes are so grown" fell on the table Jin
Everyone laughed because of Jin' dramatic behavior. The rest of the night was a lot of fun. After everyone went sleep, he stayed with Yoongi in the kitchen.
"What's going on?" Yoongi asked, passing him a new beer.
"What are you talking about, hyung?" he asked him
“Do you like ________? That's why you are acting like this? ”
"Why do you think so? All is fine, hyung, I'm just tired, that's all! ”
“That you can tell others. You practically stop breathing when we talk about her. What happened at the last party? ”
"Nothing happened. Everything as usual"
“You don't want to talk, okay. I want to give you friendly advice: don’t start what you’re not sure about and don’t ruin everything because of a minute desire ”
“What if I'm sure?”
Yoongi raised his head and looked into his eyes for several seconds studying his face. He got up and went up to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder, he said, “Sometimes, one-sided confidence may not be enough. Just be careful, otherwise it will hurt you in the end.” He squeezed his shoulder lightly before headed for the bedroom.
He sat and looked at the wall. Why does everyone say that he should be hurt. Is there really no chance that everything would be fine. Even your consent is more a way to show him that nothing will work out than a chance to be with him. “My confidence is enough for two,” he whispered, taking his last sip of beer. Throwing to bin empty can, he went into the bedroom. Having taken a shower, he put on his pajamas and lay down in bed. He checked the phone, there are no notifications from you, although you wrote a lot in group chat. You were still online, everyone is already sleeping, maybe you are texting with Yoongi. he opened a private chat with you and wrote
'Good night, cutie. It’s a pity that you are not near me. I want to fall asleep next, hugging you'
A minute later, the answer came: 'Didn't you say that you should get up early? Why aren’t you sleeping yet? '
'Do you worry about me? I am pleased to'
'Good night' he smiled at your answer, or rather that you did not answer his question.
'I like you, nuna. Fall in love in me'
'Crazy' he laughed after reading your answer.
Putting the phone under the pillow, he fell asleep with a smile on his face. For the first time in a long time, he slept very well. No thoughts disturbed him. Although he did not oversleep so much, in the morning he felt completely rested. He quickly packed up and went to the parking lot where the manager was waiting for him. “You look well rested, apparently you slept well.” Said the manager as soon as he saw him.
"Really? Today I indeed slept really well.” He smiled as he got into the car. The first half of the day passed calmly. He could not stop smiling when they did makeup, because he was thinking about you all the time. He was wondering if you want to become their makeup artist. No, it was a bad idea. He would not be able to control himself, and all the staff would know about you within 5 minutes. While he was getting ready to shoot, he quickly wrote you 'Good morning. Have a good day. Do not strain your hand' a few minutes later he received the answer 'Good morning. Aren't you in the photoshoot? Don't be distracted from work.'
‘Oh dear, what a little grumpy. It's so cute’, he thought.. A few hours later it was all over. He hoped that their schedule was not very busy, and he could see you at least for half an hour. He got into the car and plunged in search of online flower delivery, it would be difficult for him to do it personally. He hoped that after 10 pm he would be free, so he made an order for this time and immediately paid back. He is also ordering a bottle of good wine and your favorite cake with the inscription 'Demo cake in honor of the first day of our demo relationship' While he was looking at the phone, the car stopped. He looked out the window, they were in the home parking lot. He saw other members near their group's van.
"Have you packed your stuff? If not, then hurry up”said the manager while getting out of the car.
“What stuff? What are you talking about, hyung? ” he asked, not understanding what was happening.
“What? Didn’t you hear yesterday? We are leaving for Busan to shoot a video, until the end of the week. Hurry up” said the manager. He stood in the middle of the parking lot, not believing what was happening now. To Busan? Until the end of the week? Stop. If this was known yesterday, Jin could tell you that they will leaving until end of the week. Really ... No, this cannot be ... You agreed to be with him because of you knew that he was leaving, and this only shows that he cannot do what he wants and date with someone he wants? The reality was too cruel.
He went into the elevator and dialed you.
“Did you know?”
“And hello to you. What are you talking about?" you asked.
“Did you know about this? Is that was your plan? ”
“Did you know that we're leaving in Busan today until end of the week? Did Jin tell you that yesterday? So thats why you agreed to try to be with me? To show me that you right and nothing will happen the way I want? ”
“I'm of course smart enough, but now I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Could you calm down and ask a normal question. What exactly did I must to know and what plan are you talking about?”
You sighed heavily, “If you are going to make such teenage tantrums, then let's finish everything right now” you said in a calm voice and hung up. He was practically seething with anger when he reached his room. He threw clothes into the suitcase with force. Having collected all that is necessary, he went down to the parking lot and got into the car to the others.
"What happened? The photoshoot went bad? In the morning you were in a such good mood, ”Jimin asked when he sat down beside him.
“You're right, the mood was even too good to be true”
“did you texted to _______ that we're leaving until end of the week? Didn’t you have a meeting with her tomorrow? ” asked Yoongi to Jin.
"Oh heck!!! I completely forgot. Because of our party, it completely flew out of my head. I'll text to her now” Jin took out his phone and started writing a message.
Jungkook dropped the phone from his hand. Damn, he screwed up. Again. He ruined everything without even having time to start. For an hour he could think of nothing but how stupid he had acted. Looking at the phone, he remembered the order he was doing. He went into the confirmation of the order, and sent a request to change the inscription on the cake 'Forgive me. I'm really not a mature child. Please give me one last chance.' Upon reaching the place, they had dinner and arrived at the hotel. He was settled in one room with Taehyung, but he was lucky because Taehyung went out for a walk with the rest of the members. He lay on the bed, and continued to look at the phone. He madly wanted to write or call you. But he could not. Not after what he made this afternoon. He received a notice that his order had been delivered. But you didn’t write anything ...
The next few days he did not even understand what he was doing, he just did everything that was told to him. He very often caught the worried glance of the members. But he didn’t care. On the last evening, he alone lay in the room, because everyone had left to a nightclub. Tomorrow morning they were returning home. They had a few days off.
He heard a knock on the door and got out of bed to open the door. On the threshold stood Yoongi. He had several bottles of soju in his hands. He walked by and sat on the floor between the beds. He put down two glasses and poured them. Jungkook still stood by the door.
"Sit down" said Yoongi
He went to the bed and sat on the floor opposite. Yoongi without a word handed a glass to him and taking his to the bottom, maknae did the same. Yoongi again poured their glass fully and they drank again. This went on several times. After the fifth glass, Yoongi finally broke the silence. "Talk" he said, filling the glasses again.
"There is nothing to talk ..."
Yoongi interrupted maknae not letting him finish the sentence. “If you will say that 'everything is fine' or start talking about how tired you are. I swear I'll kick your ass. Therefore, stop lying and tell me what is happening. Or should I call and ask _____?”
No, he certainly didn’t want it. He has not talked to you since that day. You haven’t texted anything back to him. You were right, now he really was hurt. He drank a glass, and tell his story. He told absolutely everything in detail, without hiding anything. He could no longer keep it into himself. He could not raise his head, he was too ashamed to look at hyung in his eye.
“Gosh, you fool. Moron. How could it be that you screwed up that badly in a few days.” Yoongi sat and shaking his head. “Didn't I warn you that it will be so? Why didn’t you listen _______, when she told you the same thing. Of course, I understood that something goin on, but I did not expect that you had already managed to ruin everything ”
“Hyung, I know that I’m an idiot even without you. I knew that I screwed up. This is not what I want to hear from you. ”
“No, you really need listen about it another thousand, tens of thousands, millions of times how exactly you screwed up! ”
"What should I do now, hyung? How can I fix it? ”
"What to do? To fix? Forget it, until you make the situation worse. It's not have enough for you of suffering, do you still want her to suffer because of you? Do you think I was not falling in love with her? ”
“Hyung ...” he was in shock.
“You are such a child. How could I not fall in love with her. It was as soon as we met. But unlike you, I reallist at things. Therefore, I put my feelings to hell until they grew. I have no regrets, we are good friends. But if I then tried to do something, I would ruin everything. That's why I advised you to think carefully about what you are going to do. Did you really think she set it up? ”
“Yes, I thought so. I just could not believe that she agreed. And it was easier for me to think into something bad, than to hope for sincerity on her part. When I heard in the car that she knew nothing .... Hyun, I thought I was going to die at that moment. It hurt so much for what I told to her. She is right that I am a child who is driven only by feelings. But I'm not ready to give up so easily. I will make any decision, but I can’t live if I don’t even try to fix it.”
“On the one hand, I envy you, your romantic hope. But on the other hand, I'm afraid you’ll hurt yourself even more ”
“It can’t be more hurts than now. So at least I will know that I did everything I could. And I won’t imagine every night "what could happened!"
“I won’t stop you, but I won’t help you either. The only help I can give you is to pretend that this conversation never happened. ”
They drank the last glass, and Yoongi went into his room. He sat on the floor and looked at the ceiling. He took the phone out of his pocket and wrote you the message 'Forgive me. Good night'
In the morning, absolutely everyone was tormented by a terrible hangover. On the way, they stopped at a restaurant for a portion of hangover soup. He liked that everyone was silent and no one paid attention to him. In silence, they returned home. Having taken a shower, he was lying in his room thinking what to do. He quickly dressed and drove to you. On the way, he bought flowers, he scared the seller with his appearance. She probably thought he was a robber. After a while he stood in front of your door. He looked at the bell and did not dare to ring it. Have you been home? Have you been home alone? Thoughts revolved in his head. Taking a few deep breaths, he rang the doorbell. After a moment he heard a noise after the door, it's good. You were at home. Opening the door, you examined him from head to toe.
“You're not from the delivery I ordered. What are you doing here?"
"Can we talk? Please"
You took a step back by letting him into the apartment. Turning around you went to the living room. You turned off the TV and sat on the sofa. He was following you, his head was empty. He laid flowers on a coffee table, went to you and knelt.
"What are you doing? Get up"
"Please forgive me. I will make any decision of yours and do everything as soon as you want. But please give us another chance. The last chance. Please” he was kneeling looking at the floor. He was unable to look you in the eye.
“Isn't it you who made the decision. You made it clear enough that you think of me. So why are you now kneeling in front of me and talking about some chance there” you got up and wanted to go past him. He took your hand stopping you. He rose from the floor and turned you to him.
"Forgive me. Sorry ... I just could not believe that you gave me a chance ... What did you give a chance to someone like me ... Therefore, when I heard about the trip, I could not stop my thoughts that you only wanted to play with me ... And only then I learned in the car that Jin didn’t tell you anything ... I felt like the last bastard. Forgive me."
“If you didn’t trust me from the very beginning, what the point to discuss something now. What the point was to start something at all”
"I trust you. Forgive me"
“So you made a tantrum because you trust me? So you said that I set it up everything because you trust me? You thought that I was just playing with you because you trust me? Have you even thought about me for a second? Have you ever thought for a second that I really want to try something with you? But I'm more angry for myself. I was wrong. It hurt me too. It was too painful to hear this from you.” You turned your back to him.“ Go away ” you whispered ...
Everything inside was broken. You gave him a chance because you really started to like him. But he only hurt you. He came up and hugged you from back. You took a step forward breaking out of his arms. He hugged you again. You turned around pushing him away “I said, go away” he came up and kissed you. Again pushing him away, you hit a slap in the face. He took your wrists and pressed against the wall. He held your wrists over your head while he kissed you again. Your quarrel only excited him. The fact that his feelings were mutual, removed any fear in him. He pressed you with his body, preventing you from moving. After a couple of minutes your attempts to break out completely disappeared. He looked up from your lips and said, looking into your eyes, “I want you! You have three seconds to stop me. 1,2 ... ” before he said '3' you kissed him. This time the kiss was very hard and painful. His fingers stumbled forcefully into your body leaving traces. He could not control himself now. Everything that happened over the past week, all the feelings and pain, everything was reflected in this kiss. He lifted you up in the air so that you would wrap your legs around his waist. He went to your bedroom without breaking the kiss. Throwing you on the bed, he took off his hoody and T-shirt before kissing you again. Your fingers pressed into his skin. He practically tore off your clothes. The excitement was too strong to delay or be gently. After your kiss at the door, he woke up every night from his moans, because he dreamed of you, how he fucks you. He was lucky what Taehuyng sleep very soundly, and did not catch him when he woke up from the fact that he was moaning your name in a dream. He quickly took off the rest of his clothes before returning to bed. He sharply turned you on your stomach and bent your leg up.
You were also very excited like him, so despite the fact that you squeezed his cock inside, he was able to enter the entire length. He came out of you abruptly. And he made a harder jolt, making your body tremble. He lost the remnants of control over himself. He fucked you with hard, deep jolts. Sensations sent electric charges through his spine. The way your body trembled under him from the pleasure and your moans grew louder, covered him with a wave of pleasure. He won’t keep so long because you squeezed his cock with your pussy. He ran his fingers through your hair, squeezing them tightly. His teeth left marks on your neck and shoulders. He wanted to show everyone that you belong to him. There was nothing civilized in this sex, only animal passion. “I'm cumming now” you moaned when his jolts became too fast. He was glad, he barely held on. It was too good. The sensations were so strong that it seemed the heart would now stop from enjoying. He moved his hand to the clit and rubbed it. Your body trembled under him while you cum hard. His dick would be squeezed by your pussy so tightly that he could hardly move to make a few jerks. His dick twitched filling you with sperm. His whole body was chained by an orgasm, that fell upon him.
He was lying on you. He could feel how your and his hearts beating fast in unison. He was breathing heavily while recovering. He had never experienced such a strong orgasm in his life. He felt his cock pulsating inside you. Despite the fact that he just cum very hard, he was still completely hard on. He flipped you onto your back and entered you again. He hugged you and rolled over. Now you was lay on him. He continued to make slow, shallow jolts. Pleasure rose in waves, spreading warmth through the body. He wanted more. He felt his jolts make his sperm flow out of you. Every push made your skin goosebumps. He again felt very excited. He began to make deep jerks. Tougher than before, although they were still slow. His fingers dug into your hips, pushing you as deep on him as possible. Your hands moved to his wrists. You squeezed his hands hard enough, push him out to the bed. You kissed him hard by biting his lip. Pain pierced him, but why did it only make him more excited. “Now it's my turn,” you said. You ran your hands over your body, squeezing your breast. The sight of you swinging on his cock, and your hands playing with your breast, made him as excited more. When you descended on his cock, he raised his hips making jolt harder. Your one hand moved to his stomach, digging his nails into his abs. The pain made his cock twitch in you. He abandoned his attempts to move and lay calmly, accepting everything that you give him.
You was put your hands on his chest. It made you change the angle of penetration into you. Your movements have become faster. His glans rubbed against the wall of the vagina. His body was trembling with pleasure. Each of your movements sent a discharge through his body that made him arch his back. “If you continue like that, I’m not enough for even 5 minutes,” he whispered, breathlessly with pleasure. You lowered and ran your tongue over his nipple. 'You want his dead', he thought when you did the same with another nipple. He was on the verge. He sat abruptly, making you stay kneel again. He wrapped his arm around your waist to control your jolts, slowing them down. He sucked your nipple in his mouth. Your breast drove him crazy all this time. He played with his tongue with your nipple, sucking it. He clamped your nipple with his teeth and felt how tightly you squeezed his cock, he repeated the same thing to another. He lowered you to cock forcing you to do hard jerks. You pushed him down again so he lay down. He was lying looking at you. Just your appearance could make him cum right now. Your body was wet, he could see red marks on your hips and neck that he had left, and your eyes were covered with pleasure. You looked very lecherous. He lost count of how many nights he spent imagining you that way while jerking off. Your pace has accelerated greatly, and your fingers have moved to your clitoris. He kept his last strength so as not to cum first. His fingers caressed your skin. He ran across your stomach, rising to your chest. Your skin was so hot. “Damn it, fuck, fuck.. I’m cumming ... Oooh, this is too fucking good.." you said and tightly squeezed his cock inside, which made his body tremble with pleasure. He gripped you tightly in his arms as you fell onto his chest. He continued to make quick hard jolts reaching his orgasm, he could not control the loud moans that burst from him when he cumming. It felt like whole his body was breaking. As if he were drawn into a hurricane, and his body just hung in the air. He could neither hear nor see anything around. He felt like in heaven.
It seems he lost consciousness for several minutes, but you didn’t even notice this, because you also came to your senses after an orgasm. His whole body was trembling. He rolled onto side when he was able to feel his body again. He lay in an embrace you and he left a tender kiss on your lips. He pressed you closer to his body, he wanted to completely dissolve into you, what was this moment never ends. Now in this world there was nothing but the two of you. He did not want to return to reality without knowing what awaited him there.
“We need a shower, but my body refuses to move,” you said, resting on his chest.
“I don’t feel my body, let's forget about the shower. I like being dirty. ” you laughed at his words. The sound of your laughter, the fact that you were lying embracing him made his melt, from the tenderness that he felt. Despite the fact that this was the first time, the feeling was as if you had been dating for many years. After a while, you still got up and went into the shower. He leaned against the wall, clutching you to him, while hot water flowed down your bodies. He did not want to lose even the slightest opportunity to feel you. Leaving the shower, he gently wiped your body while your fingers played with his wet hair. He pulled you and kissed you. Your lips are so seductive, he wanted to kiss you every second. Back on the bed, you pulled out the bedspread to the floor and were light at a clean bedding. It felt so natural. You two were cuddling in your bed. After a long time, you asked him, “Don't you have to go back at dorm?”
Reality brought you back from heaven to earth. But he did not want to let go of his, even a short, moment of happiness. He reached into the pants that were lying on the floor and pulled out his phone. He quickly printed a message saying that he would stay with friends today because they were going to drink all night, and sent it to Jin. Without waiting for an answer, he threw the phone back into a pile of your clothes. “No, don't. I want to stay with you tonight. I want to sleep with you and hugging all night. And I absolutely do not care if you do not want it. If you’ll be indignant, I’ll just bind you” he said with a grin.
"Look at you, how you talk" you answered laughing.
“And by the way, looking ahead, I want to say right away. I regard all of this as your positive response, in to give me one last chance. ”
“Okay” you raised your head to meet his eyes. "The last chance. The conditions remain the same: no jealousy, no commitment and no demands. ”
“This time I will not spoil anything”
“You didn’t forget that in a month you’re going on tour, and next week you start preparing for the concert? Just clarifying just in case”
"I remember". But he did not want to think about it now. He will simply rejoice at every moment that you can spend together. Now he was happy and you were in his arms.
[The day before leaving for the tour]
He was happy that he had the opportunity to break out to you, albeit not for long. All this time you managed to meet only for short moments. You came to the hostel several times. He remembered how quickly dragged you into the bathroom while everyone was busy in the kitchen. He left some quick slaps on your ass because you were changing into Jin clothes again. “I want only my clothes, my hands, my lips and my cock on or into your body. You understood?” he ripped off the shorts from you and made some hard jerks. He abruptly stepped out of you, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of the bathroom. He left another slap on your bare ass before leaving you choking on excitement. He practically laughed when he remembered that he had paid for it, because you seduced him all evening, after what you left without giving the opportunity to even touch you.
He got to your door and rang the bell. You opened the door, "Hello," you said, and he froze. You were only wearing a transparent lace cape on a naked body. A grocery bag that was in his hand slipped down. He didn't care. He began to take off his clothes while closing the door behind him. He pushed you against the wall, unfastening his pants. In a second he was already deep into you. He fucked you maybe too hard, but he couldn't stop. Each jolt into your tight hot pussy felt too good, he could not restrain loud moans. He did not care if the whole house heard his moans. He kissed you. It was a kiss saturated with lust, desire and debauchery... He could no longer endure, he put his hand between you, covering your clitoris with your fingers. He quickly rubbed it to make you cum. As soon as you squeezed his cock with force, he could no longer restrain his orgasm. You have cum at the same time. His fingers pressed into your skin while he was lost in his pleasure. Your moans mixed up filling the apartment. After a few minutes, you were still standing motionless. He hugged you, holding your body to himself while he was still inside you. “And hello to you” he laughed...
“Usually people kiss first each other at the meeting, rather than fuck hard at the door” you said, raising an eyebrow.
“Didn't I kiss you? As for me, this is the best greeting in all times”
“Didn't you left the grocery bag behind the door?”
“Heck, food” he gently stepped out of you. He took some napkins and wiped himself off. Putting his pants back on, he reached for a T-shirt that was lying on the floor. “Go to the shower, I'll prepare everything for the barbecue for now” he said, turning you towards the shower and slightly slapping you.
"Crazy". Before you could take a step, he slipped fingers into your hair. He turned your head and kissed you passionately. He ran the finger of his second hand over your pussy, playing with your clit, he made your body tremble. He tucked his head away to run a finger across your lower lip before sticking it into your mouth. Your soft moan made you tighten his grip on your hair. He removed a finger from your mouth and kissed you again. He groaned when he felt your and his taste on your lips. His fingers gripped your nipple, making your moan loudly. “You and me are perfect mix” he said with a lustful smile. He turned you and took the second nipple in his mouth eagerly sucking it. He put fingers in your pussy, stretching you. He used sperm as a lubricant to fuck you. He quickly jerk his fingers inside you, each time hitting your clitoris. While your hips not started trembling with an advancing orgasm. He felt you squeeze his fingers. “Wait. Please ... I’ll cumming now ... Fuck!” you gasped at the combination of his mouth on your nipples and his fingers with the force of fucking you. He kissed you again drowning out your moans while you hard cum on his fingers. He slowly drove wet fingers over your clit, stretching your orgasm ... He stepped back, inspecting you from head to toe. Raising his hand, he licked his fingers. His lips glistened with your juices, and he drew his tongue over them, “You are so tasty,” he grinned.
“I think I’m influencing you badly” you said, shaking your head, turning to the side of the bath. He pressed you to the wall, leaving a bite on your neck.
“I like how you influence me” he kissed you once more before letting go. He opened the door and laughed, seeing a bag around which groceries were scattered. He quickly assembled everything and went into the kitchen. He took out a grill and washed the leaves of lettuce and perilla for your barbecue. He chopped vegetables and then set the table. You went into the kitchen just when he had finished arranging everything. You easily patted his ass, “Such a good boy.” He smiled broadly when he turned and saw that you were in his T-shirts and shorts, which he left with you. “You look just unrealistically sexy in my stuff” he left a light kiss on your lips.
You laughed while preparing a barbecue. He did not want to think that he was leaving tomorrow, and would not be able to see you for a very long time. He enjoyed every second spent with you.
“I have homework for you while I am gone” he said.
"Homework? I’ve already left that age when I doing homework, plus I’ve never been a diligent student.”
“For some reason, I am absolutely not surprised at this. Bad girl. Wait you distracted me ”
"Okay, I'm listening to you."
“I want our relationship to become real, and not a demo version. I do not ask you to answer right now. Just think about it while I'm gone. If you'll miss me hard enough, answer me yes. If my absence will be not noticeable to you, I will forget about this conversation, and our relationship will remain at the same level, and this conversation will never happen again ” he tried to sound calm, despite the excitement that made his heart beat at a frantic speed.
“Okay, I'll think about it.”
Having finished dinner, he had to return to dorm and pack his things. The first time I felt sad when going on a tour.
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A month and half later...
He was lying on the bed in the room. He liked that the schedule was full. Constant repetition and preparations did not let him lose his mind on how much he missed you. They changed another city. You often chat with him, he told you how their tour goes, telling funny stories that happened to them. Your communication was the same. But he still haven’t answered the homework he gave you. He could not ask you, because he promised you to make any decision, but why he was so sad about it. He took out the phone and wrote to you, sending some photos from their rehearsal. Despite the time difference, you answered quickly enough. He call you, wanting to hear your voice.
"How are you?" he asked as soon as you picked up
"I am pretty good. There is a lot of work now, so I’m practically not comming back at home. ”
You talked discussing who was doing what the last days. Half an hour later, you said goodbye, wishing each other good night.
He went to the shower when he heard a notification sound. He went out and looked at the phone; he was sure that it was either one of the members or a manager. He was surprised when he saw your name on the screen. He opened the message
'By the way, Jungkook. I finally got the answer to your homework. ' His heart skipped a beat. He was worried too much because of which he did not can put at the right letters. After a third attempt, he was finally to write the message correctly
“And what is the answer to your homework?”
His heart was beating hard while he waited for an answer. It seems time has stopped going for him. Waiting seemed like an eternity. Finally got a response
'I miss you!'
He practically squealed with joy. He climbed onto the bed and jumping with joy, like a child who was got best Christmas present. He absolutely didn't care about Jimin, who went into the room and froze in the doorway.
"Are you crazy?" asked Jimin
He ran to Jimin and hugged him, lifting him into the air. He left a kiss on his cheek before releasing and going to the bathroom. Jimin was still standing in the middle of the room and was in deep shock from what just had happened. He went into the bathroom and re-read your message.
“I miss you too, so badly!!!” he quickly sent you an answer.
Soooo my very first Hybrid AU will come tomorrow! And I am so excited to post it. I basically worked on it while attending college courses. My priorities are on point as you can see.
Anyway it´s my first hybrid AU. I just had to try it as well after reading so many hybrid stories and loving each and everyone of it.
It´s a one shot and it actually got longer than expected but that only means more time with Jungkook, which is a nice side effect.
So be prepared for tooth rotting fluff with Jungkook as a hybrid!
Summary: He had asked you a question, a question you had yet to answer, but you were saving it for his graduation present.
Word Count: 2170
It was movie night at the Bangtan dorms and the boys had invited you to come over. You were a long time friend of Hoseok’s, so you’d always come by to every concert you could to support him. Soon enough, you had also grown close with the boys. The seven of them were like a second family.
The living room was crowded and there was nowhere left for you to sit. Jungkook, who noticed your plight, scooched over a bit, “Noona!” he gestured for you to come sit, his bunny-like smile was plastered upon his face, “Come sit over here!” You thank the boy as you take your seat next to him.
You wouldn’t be lying if you said that he made your heart flutter. From the day you first met him, something about him just spoke to you. Jungkook had known that you were an old classmate of Hoseok’s when you both attended a dance academy, so one day he came to you for some advice. At the time, you thought that since you were his noona, you held the responsibility to take care of him. You thought you were being like an older sister helping her younger brother with something like homework. You thought he was just like a little brother, but oh boy were you wrong.
You realized that you had actually developed feelings for the boy after helping out with one of their practices. It was late and the two of you were practicing well into the night. You two sat on the floor taking a little break while Jungkook was going through the moves, “You know Jungkook-ah, you dance pretty well. Even better than me sometimes! I honestly don’t know why you still ask for my help.”
He stopped dancing and looked at you through the mirror, “Do I have to have a reason for wanting your help, noona?”
You tilt your head, “I mean I guess not. It’s just you don’t need help. No offense, but I think it would be more useful for me to help out Jin-oppa or Joonie.”
“B-but I don’t want you to...” You blinked rapidly. Why did it seem like he was jealous?
“Jungkook-ah, you can’t prevent me from doing my job.” Ever since Jungkook first asked you to help him, some of the other members (mostly Jin and Namjoon) asked for your help as well. It got to the point where you were practically at the dance studio more than the members themselves, so BigHit had decided to make a job position just for you: Assistant Dance Choreographer.
“But...”
“No ‘but’s Kookie. Besides, I got this job thanks to you, so you have no right to say that I can’t help the other boys.”
“But what if I said I...I...”
“You what? C’mon, spit it out.”
“I...I like you, noona.” Jungkook’s gaze was committed solely to the floor, but you could still see the blush across his cheeks. You, yourself, could feel heat rush to your cheeks.
You didn’t really give him a definite answer that night. You know how people give those, “I have to think about it” sort of answers? Yeah, well that was exactly how you answered him.
Ever since that night, there was growing tension between the two of you. You couldn’t be in the same room as him alone for long periods of time. Whenever he asked for your help, you always asked the other members to come join you. You claimed that helping more than one person at a time was more efficient than one on one lessons.
You criss-cross your legs, but soon realize that the skirt you were wearing had just been a tad bit too short. You weren’t sure how to sit without revealing the entirety of your upper leg, and Jungkook managed to once again notice your plight. He swiftly reaches over you, purposely bringing his muscular, veiny arm across the front of your vision, and grabs a throw blanket nearby, “Here you go, noona, so you don’t get cold.”
“T-thanks Kookie...” You awkwardly smile, trying to calm the butterflies in your stomach.
Finally, the movie began to play. It’s the standard kind of movie you and the rest of the members liked to watch: action with a bunch of kick ass fighting scenes. It was going well until there was a heated love scene. You would’ve been fine if it weren’t for the boy who was sitting next to you. Somehow you had sub consciously glanced over in Jungkook’s direction while the scene was playing out. The lighting from the television reflecting off his face had made him look like he was one of those handsome main characters on one of those dramas during those scenes with attractive close-ups and flying flower petals.
You stared for a moment too long because, after a second, Jungkook makes eye contact with you. Quickly, you look away and try to play it off cool, “Uh, I’ve run out of popcorn. Be back in a sec.” Some of the boys nod in acknowledgment as you leave for the kitchen with your bowl in hand.
You took out another popcorn bag and tossed it into the microwave setting the time to two and a half minutes. Just as you finished punching in the numbers, a hand comes from behind and presses the “start” button for you.
“Thought you needed some help.” The hand snaked around your waist and pulled you into a hug, which you manage to squirm out of.
“Jungkook-ah. I think I can pop a bag of popcorn myself.” He places his hands on the counter, entrapping you between his arms.
“I can help you pop other things...” his mouth stretched into a devilish smirk.
“Yah!” You smack him on the chest. You weren’t used to him being so forward. He was always so shy around people, especially girls. It worried you to the point that you thought that he may never get a girlfriend. Yet right now, he was acting like some suave casanova, a true international playboy, “What’s gotten into you?”
He laughs and backs off, knowing that his little innuendo made you uncomfortable, “Nothing, nothing at all.” He throws his hands up as if he didn’t have a clue, “But, noona. Have you thought about your answer yet?” It’s been a whole year since that night he confessed, and every time you’re together he always asks if you have your answer.
The aura you gave off whenever you were with Jungkook was obviously one of of attraction. You may not have known it, but all the boys knew that you were attracted to their maknae and they had no problem with it. It was you who was hesitant. You were three years his senior and he was still in high school. You felt kind of guilty for harboring such feelings for Jungkook, so you decided to wait until he was out of high school.
“Patience is a virtue, Jungkook.” He pouts his lips, disappointed at your unwillingness to answer his confession. But soon enough, that frown turned into a smile.
“Noona! You know what tomorrow is right?” You knew exactly what tomorrow was.
“It’s your graduation, so?”
“Mmm, well I just have a feeling that I’ll be getting something that I’ve been wanting for a long time tomorrow.” He smiles all giddy then turns on the ball of his foot and rushed back to the living room. The microwave dings and the popping of the bag ceases, startling you out of your embarrassment. You had gotten him a present, and it was the present he was waiting for.
The next day came with great anticipation and excitement. You walked down the street on your way to the SOPA graduation passing by many students dressed in their brightly colored yellow blazers. Jungkook had already arrived earlier and you were to meet up with the rest of the boys in the gymnasium.
You made your way up the steps and onto the viewing balconies above the court where the graduation would take place. You could already see Yoongi with his hi-def camera snapping shots of Jungkook.
“Y/N!” Hoseok raised his hand and waves in your direction, ‘We’re over here!” The balcony was quite crowded, but you manage to make your way through the sea of proud parents and supportive friends.
Jungkook’s parents were in attendance of course so when you see them you bow politely and say your hellos, “Y/N-ah! It’s wonderful to see you again, is it just me or have you gotten prettier?” Mrs. Jeon was very fond of you, “I hear you’ve been taking really good care of Jungkook and the boys, Y/N. Hope you can continue to look after our little Jungkookie in the future.” Her smile comforts you. You were grateful that she took a liking to you. It calmed your nerves.
The ceremony begins with the playing of the national anthem followed by the principal making a short speech on how he was proud of the students for making it this far in their lives and hoping for the best for their futures. Soon enough the receiving of the diplomas finally begins.
You felt like a proud parent watching Jungkook finally graduating from high school. In fact, you were worried that he would never graduate but you knew that he wasn’t called the Golden Maknae for nothing. He may not be the top of his class, but he definitely made sure to graduate because he knew that once he did he would get what he had wanted: an answer from you.
He looks around from below and spots your glowing face, just as beautiful as always. He gives you a small wave happy that you were here.
“Jeon Jungkook” the deputy principal announced. Jungkook stood, straightened his blazer, and took long strides over to the podium. The principal shakes his hand, exchanges a few words of encouragement, then hands him his diploma. He was finally a grown man.
The ceremony comes to a close and you all file outside where you’d meet with Jungkook. Many of the non-famous students had pleaded fans not to come, but of course, there were those few stubborn ones who would do anything to see their idols. Of course Jungkook had to be one of those idols, and of course a swarm of fans was gathered around him. You weren’t going to lie. You were jealous. He had all these girls around him, and with the way he was acting last night, he could have easily had chosen any one of them instead of you. But deep down you knew he was serious about you, and you trusted him.
The crowd clears allowing Jungkook to finally come meet with you guys.
“Woho, JK! Finally finished with high school!” Jin slaps the younger’s arm, “So where are we eating? We have to celebrate!”
“Uh, before that. Can I have a word with Jungkook?” The group looks to you. They all knew what you were going to do, and they all gave you smirks. Taehyung’s eyebrows were dancing up and down his forehead. The rest of the members along with Jungkook’s parents decide to leave before you guys, letting the two of you talk alone.
Jungkook brings you to the roof of the school as to not bring any attention, “Jungkook-ah...” You stand in the middle of the green colored roof, your back facing him, “I know for an entire year you’ve been waiting for an answer, and for an entire year I’ve kept brushing it off...but...but I’m ready to give you an answer now. Jungkook I...” Before you could finish your sentence, his hand latches around your arm and swings you around to face him. He bends slightly and places his lips onto yours. Your eyes widen for only a moment before they shut letting you take in the moment.
“J-J-Jungkook...” All the heat from your body rushed to your face, your hands trying to cover it.
“I’ve been waiting for so long for that, noona.”
“Yah!” You slap his arm, “I-I-I didn’t even give you a proper answer! What if I was going to say no?!”
“Oh c’mon noona, we all know how you really feel about me.” He poked at you as his devilish smirk resurfaces. You were irritated, but at the same time, you knew he wasn’t wrong.
“So, noona. Where’s my graduation present?”
“What do you mean! I just gave it to you!” You start to repeatedly slap his arm again only to make him laugh at your adorableness.
“I know, I know! I’m just kidding!” You scoff and stop swatting your hands at him, “But, I think I want another one.”
“Another one? Kookie, I can’t give you the same answer twice...” Suddenly he swoops you up into the air, his arms hugging the back of your waist. Your arms come around to hug his neck only bringing your face closer to his. Your lips connected once again, this time even deeper than before.
A/N: I know this was supposed to be about his graduation....but I’m sorry that only like a fraction of it actually depicts the graduation....and it’s probably an inaccurate description....*welps*
Also happy graduation to the maknae!! He’s older than me, yet I still feel like a proud mama (´▽`ʃƪ)
