Last night, I had a dream there was a DLC for Red Dead Redemption 2.
People were really excited, but upon installation, they all realized that the only thing the DLC did was make the main character, Arthur Morgan, go completely bald.
Naturally, this ended up being talked about all over the internet, and people referred to it as
☾pairing: Jungkook ♡→ reader
☾genre: Angst. Fluff. Mature content. badboy summer fling au
☾summary: “You’re ten times hotter this summer, you know that?”
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He stood in front of the kitchen counter, pouring milk into his bowl of cereal. The rest of the guys were still asleep and he woke up uncharacteristically early—curtesy of you. He found himself thinking about you anytime he looked out that window—replaying what had happened the previous night. It was nothing in hindsight, he's kissed countless girls, but not like that. He's never done anything like that, not with a girl like you.
He scooped a spoon full of cereal into his mouth, looking through his phone as he chewed noisily. He was going through his texts messages when he looked down—he wondered if he should text you about your body wash, or body.
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You rolled out of bed, not making a single sound as you tiptoed to the bathroom. Everyone decided to sleep in but you woke up on your internal clock. You thought you'd shower before everyone got up. Of course, Jennie miraculously awoke from her deep slumber, rubbing her eyes as you brushed your teeth.
“Hey, good morning...sorry I fell asleep on the movie last night.” She got up, still attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes.
“All of you guys fell asleep, I knew you couldn't hang.” You giggled, squirting toothpaste on your toothbrush. The other girls were sleeping and Jennie looked like she was about to go back to sleep, you secretly hoped she would—you needed to run out for a little bit. You closed the bathroom door, stripping your clothes and turning on the water. Shoot. You don't have anybody, and you can't use just anybody wash, you have sensitive skin. You threw on a robe and that's when saw a missed text from Jungkook.
[1:04] Jungkook: you forgot something babe
[1:05] Jungkook: it smells good, it litterally smells just like you
[1:05] Jungkook: i might just keep it if u dont come and get it
The fact that he even bothered to tell you that surprised you a bit, normally he could care less if it meant helping you. Him threatening to keep it was just a bluff, he talked like that all the time—you’ve built an immunity to it. He was being pretty flirtatious, but then again he was like that to you sometimes. Instead of sending back a heated text, you decided to be an adult about it. You tied your robe tight and decided to walk right over there and get it. With a pair of slippers on, you marched over to their cabin, not bothering to knock, knowing they didn’t lock the doors. It was surprisingly quiet, they’re asleep. Suddenly, you saw Park Jimin, walking from the second bathroom with sleepy eyes, he looked so cute in the morning. You sighed, sad to see him go back to his room, but you were here for different things.
You gave yourself a mental high five for making little to no sound. You walked into the bathroom and to your dismay, it was gone—why would he tell you to come get it if it was gone. You looked around and peeked into the kitchen, where he sat at the bar stools. Shirtless with a bowl of cereal, and your body wash on the counter beside him.
“Pervert.” You stood there, arms crossed with a frown on your face—he had the audacity to look good this morning. His fluffy brown hair, his slightly puffy cheeks looking all too adorable.
“You’re no better than me, you’re a peeping tom.” He retorted, leaning back in his chair too with your body wash in his hand. You walked over to him peacefully, extending your hand to grab it.
“No, I'm not.” You gave him a sour expression, bunching your brows together at the accusation. “Give me my soap.”
“I saw you peeking in to look at Jimin, you're really not stealthy.” He laughed, seeing a heated blush come to your cheeks. You weren't even peeping per se, you were just looking until the cost was clear—it's not your fault Jimin happened to be there.
“I-I, I was not.” You snatched the body wash, turning around to walk away but he stopped you by grabbing your wrist, making you try to pull your arm a little.
“Wait. As much as I surprisingly enjoyed that kiss last night,” He bit his bottom lip, sort of swinging your arm a little as a gummy smile appeared on his face. “You interrupted my swim, and you were rude to me. I think you owe me an apology for that...” He got off the chair and towered over you, mirroring you with tightly crossed arms.
“No. You owe me an apology, for pulling me in with your evil ass and then infecting me with your ‘kissed everything but the kitchen sink’ lips.” You were actually equally upset about another issue—a more visible issue. You two sort of stared at each other like he was attempting to get something out of you. Out of absolutely nowhere, he pulled your robe for a split second, revealing the small fading red mark. He smirked, opening that big mouth of his to say some crap about it.
“You can easily hide that, you’re lucky you weren’t that bitchy last night, I would’ve left a darker one.” He laughed, taking his bowl to the sink and rinsing it out. “And for the record, you didn't try to fucking stop me Y/N, not even a little...” His tone sounded a bit lower, he looked at you with knowing eyes—you don't have time for this.
“Goodbye Jungkook.” You decided to leave him and his immaturity right in this cabin. You knew you'd have a later conversation about this, he wasn't gonna get away with leaving this mess on your skin—not today. Jin walked out of his room, glancing at you as you ran out the front door. He was probably wondering why you just ran out of here with a pink robe on and slippers.
“Y/N, please drive us, please~” Nayeon had started pestering you when you came out of the bathroom. They started talking about the movies and somehow it was mentioned that you'd be excellent to drive everyone. Your plan was to take a jog around the lake and then go to the sauna—not play chauffeur.
“Yeonie, I really wasn't planning on doing that, I wanted to spend a little time alone.” You plopped down on the couch, propping your feet up on the center table with your phone in hand.
“You didn't come here to spend time alone, you came here to spend time with us,” Naeun said from the recliner, scrolling through her phone mindlessly.
“Yeah, so you don't have a choice but to come.” Beah chimed in on the conversation, coming to sit on the beanbag in the corner.
“Whatever...” You groaned—this wasn’t so bad, going to the movies was actually something you’ve wanted to do. You started to think about last night, and how you were going to avoid letting something like that happen again. Jungkook was sending you really mixed messages, quite literally—he sent really random texts. One minute he’s blatantly ignoring you, the next he’s trying to get in your pants.
Everyone got up of and finally decided to go out. Jin, Beah, and Tae took one car. Namjoon, Naeun, and Jungkook took the other. And you were left with the pleasure of riding with Jimin. And Nayeon tagged along.
“Get in the back, I call shotgun.” You smirked, she shot you a bitter look before getting in the back. You happily got in the front seat, suddenly feeling a tinge of excitement—or nervousness, from sitting in the car with him. He got in the driver's seat, put his seatbelt on and put the car in drive—why was that the most attractive thing you’ve ever seen. All he did was Joon himself in and you were practically red-faced when he glanced at you with a small smile.
“Jin had suggested we go to get something to eat first, that sounds good to me,” Jimin said, pulling out of the parking space.
“Mm, me too...” Thanks to Jennie, everyone is in a group chat and she sent directions to the restaurant. Jimin said he would just follow that car in front, which was Jin’s car. A few minutes went by and you were making small talk, you asked what he liked about his dance academy, he asked about college.
“So, what university are you going to?”
“That’s a tough question.” You thought, trying to think through your answer. “I haven’t decided yet, I have a few in mind.”
“Do you want to go out of state?”
“Definitely not. Paying dorm fees to room with a stranger I might hate, not my cup of tea...” You chuckled a little, thinking of how odd that must’ve sounded. 18 years old but not dying for 100% freedom—it just wasn’t something you thought was necessary.
He laughed. “I figured as much.” He smiled, seeing your expression turn and your cheeks blush slightly.
“What's that supposed to mean?” You glared a little, what the heck did he mean by ‘I figured as much’?
“I didn’t mean it in a bad way.” He giggled nervously, instantly realizing how he went wrong in his wording. “I just meant- You seem like you have your head on straight, that’s a good thing, you know what you want in life.” Nice save, he thought to himself.
“Oh...” That should’ve flattered you, it was a compliment after all but instead, it made you upset. For some reason you didn’t want to be known for that, you weren’t sure what you wanted to be known as but you knew it wasn’t that. “Well I’m not walking on sunshine or anything, I have my issues just like everyone else...” You glanced at the mirror in the middle of the car and saw that Nayeon was fast asleep, you were glad she wasn’t hearing this.
“See, that’s what I’m talking about. You’re so mature about this kind of stuff, you even admit that you have issues.” He grinned at you. “Y/n, it’s attractive.” He gave a smug smile, one similar to one Jungkook would give you. You two shared eye contact before you were rudely interrupted by the beeping of a horn.
That little moment was over—it was nice while it lasted though...
A few more minutes and you were at the small plaza, fussing at Nayeon to wake up. She got out and texted the others, telling them that we’ve made it. “I have to pee...” Nayeon groggily walked inside, not caring to wait around for you and Jimin. You got out and stretched, bending forward and to the side to get the crooks and stiffness out of your muscles.
“You and Jungkook are close right?...” You really didn’t know how to make that question sound and less random and nosy. He nodded his head, smiling a little, why was he smiling?
“Yeah, I thought you were pretty close friends with him?” How dare he insinuate that you’d have any interest what so ever in that overgrown rug rat.
“More like acquaintances...” Your eyes drifted to the pavement as your mind recalled the odd run-ins you’ve had with that boy. The conversation ended on that and soon you saw the others arrive, all heading for the food court. You walked with Jimin to get some food and you just talked and talked. He was genuinely interested in what you had to say. He let you talk, he was respectful, sweet and kind.
That was getting on a certain someone’s nerves—he just wouldn’t stop glaring at you.
You smile at Jimin, glared at. You glance at Jimin, glared at. You so much as breathe the air near Jimin, glared at. Jungkook was sitting at the table opposite from you and when you got up to go get more napkins, you could assume who would be walking right behind you. You grabbed a few napkins and Jungkook freaking shoved you into the counter subtly enough to make it look like you’re just clumsy.
“Ouch!” You hissed. “What the heck Jungkook?” You shoved his chest, but he barely moved a centimeter; why did he have to be so dang solid?
“You don’t want any more bruises from me so I suggest you quit being so fucking forward with him.” He was seriously trying this right now, you couldn’t believe how he could shove people into counters and expect that person to be chill. And why would he care if you got involved with Jimin? He didn’t like you anyway, so what’s the problem???
You started to laugh, legitimately just tickled by your sudden realization. “So you mean to tell me, Jeon Jungkook, the guy with a disturbingly extensive booty call list, is jealous? Of me?—I’d say I’m flattered but I’m just, not.” His face contorted in almost disgust, he was either offended or shocked and you were acting like you were on some high horse.
“Bitch? Deflate your ego for a second, I’m not complimenting your crazy ass. I’m telling you to stop throwing yourself at people.” Jungkook just stormed off, muttering something under his breath as he went back to his seat. You giggled, you felt like you really had the upper hand today. He’s sitting around moping for no reason and you think it’s fucking hilarious. You took your happy hips and sat extra close to Jimin, batting your lashes and smiling from ear to ear when Jimin started laughing at something Jungkook had said. How could he talk about your ego?
After everyone ate we walked to the movies, you paid for your ticket and so did everyone else. You’ll be in a dark room, for almost two hours, with Jungkook, who you just provoked. Whatever, you shrugged.
“I’ve been waiting for this to come out in theaters.” You sat next to Jennie and Jimin, holding the popcorn in your lap for the three of you to share. You actually got into the movie and for the first time, you actually relaxed. You were enjoying your little vacation. And some time within the movie, Jimin leaned on your shoulder, your heart couldn’t take how cute that was.
“My lips are so dry...” You looked down and Jimin was licking his lips, and being the dry lipped human you were, you had lip balm in your bag.
“Here...” You whispered, holding your lip balm up for him to grab. He grabbed it and thanked you for opening it up to put it on those perfect peach like lips. When he handed it back your cheeks could help but get rosy at the very indirect kiss. “Thanks.” He sorts up sat up a little.
Suddenly you regretted drinking that 32 oz cup of water. The movie was right at the end and you couldn’t wait, you had to pee or this was going to end badly. You handed Beah the popcorn. “I have to pee.” You got up and ran out to the bathroom. Little did you know, Jungkook decided he’d follow you, he had some things to tell you that just couldn’t wait.
You went to the first stall and did what you had to do. You stood at the sink and washed your hands, looking in the mirror to see the mark on your neck. It wasn’t that noticeable, but it was annoying to know where it came from. Who it came from, to be specific. You were appalled by Jungkook, yes. But would anyone even believe that after what you did?...
You heard a sing-song whistle when you walked out of the bathroom, you looked around to see where that voice was coming from. He stood in the corner beside the boy's bathroom, hands in his pockets and his eyebrows slightly furrowed. You ignored him, walking back to the theater with the role of your eyes.
He didn’t follow you, he assumed you’d figure out that the movie was just about over and you have to pass him eventually. He smirked when he saw you walking back to your friends by your side. It was around 8 or 9 and that meant the night was still young.
And all throughout the night, you felt a buzz going around in the atmosphere. A bunch of young people with an attraction to excitement, a craving for the unknown; that’s what it felt like. You all weren’t sure where you were going but you let the night lead the way. You were now in the car with Naeun and Jennie, the windows were down, the air felt refreshing to your warm cheeks.
“Why is he turning? Doesn’t he know where the cabins are?” You asked, seeing the car turn to an odd direction and speed off. For some reason, your stomach just twisted at the potential outcomes of this seemingly innocent right turn.
“Mhm, but let’s follow him.” Naeun sounded too okay with ending up wherever the universe decided, you thought maybe you should feel the same—there’s nothing to lose honestly. Soon you caught the eye of an old carnival-like park, it was sort of hidden by the trees but the closer we got the more it looked kind of scary. There was a medium-sized parking lot and it was vacant, and there was an old tire place across the road.
“What is this place?” Beah got out of the other car and Namjoon, Taehyung and Nayeon got out too.
“I don’t know, ask Jungkook, he suggested this place.” Jimin got out the back and Jungkook got out the front seat.
“Jungkook, what is this place?” Jin asked, stretching his arms and yawning.
“It's an old fair or carnival thing, it only opens it in the fall.” He smirked, looking back at the Ferris wheel and other rides and stands.
“Wait, let’s get ice cream first.” Tae suddenly spoke, he explained that there was an ice cream placed behind the fireplace. You were sure he was trying to avoid going in. “Then we can go in there...” He sort of awkwardly smiled and you were surprised everyone actually agreed to go.
“Come on Jungkook.” Namjoon signaled for him to follow but Jungkook shook his head.
“Nah, you guys go ahead, I’m gonna check it out.” You weren’t sure if anyone else saw it but he just gave you the most suspicious look—what was he planning?
It seemed you were stuck in the middle—either go get ice cream with friends you loved and always had a good time with—or go see what Jungkook was doing. Of course, you chose the safe and smart choice—follow Jungkook.
Everyone assumed you would follow them so they starting walking off, Jungkook shot you a dashing grin before disappearing through the old ticket stands. Suddenly you were a lot more scared than you initially thought. There were a few lights from some of the rides but it didn’t really lighten your path.
“Jungkook...what’re you doing? You know you’re trespassing...” Your voice was like a little kid, he thought it was hilarious. You kept quiet, walking over to the mirror maze—you peeked inside, he wasn’t there.
“Ah!” You jumped when heard a loud stomp on metal and you turn around to see Jungkook, playing around on the swirly ride with a giggle. You frowned, watching him come down to you with a smirk. “What is wrong with you?!”
“What the hell are you doing here?” Jungkook walked down the creaky old metal stairs to get to you. “Did the baby girl give up ice cream, just to follow me?”
“Shut up. You’re on private property and you’re gonna get arrested.” You spoke in a matter of fact tone as if you weren’t standing here with him.
“And so are you.”
“True...” You had to agree, if the police came now you’d be in the same amount of trouble.
“You are unbelievable sometimes.” He started walking off and you followed him.
“What? What are you talking about?” He just scoffed, glancing at you before running off to the Carousel. You walked over to the carousel slowly, intrigued by the colorful and gold horses and cute little sitting areas. He leaned on one of the horses and you could’ve sworn he was pouting.
“I don’t know why I followed you...You’re so immature.” You sighed, standing on the edge of the platform.
“Oh, you know why y/n. You followed me because you want what I gave you last night, don’t you?...” Your brows furrowed and you’re cheeks flushed. “I knew you’d follow me. I wanted to talk to you while you weren’t trying to undress Jimin.”
“Excuse me? Fuck you Jungkook. And what happened last night was a mistake and it’s never happening again, bastard.”
“Yes, the hell it will happen again. I liked it, and you did too.” He fluffed his hand through his hair to give you a breathtaking view of his face. “Of course that’s the only thing I really like about this situation, everything else is too much of a hassle.” He came to stand beside you, looking up at the sparkling stars just like you were doing. “I fooled around with you and you didn’t have a problem with it, don’t you find that weird? Don’t read this the wrong way, I’m not trying to date you but I do want your body.”
“That was disgustingly blunt Jungkook.” You distorted your face in disgust but he just laughed.
“I just want to touch you, and all that physical shit, that’s the shit I keep coming back to you for.” A few weeks ago the last thing on his mind was you, he could’ve cared less, and he still doesn’t really care—so what was he trying to do? “And so do you.”
You attempted to hide your shock but it was pretty evident on your face. “No, I don’t. You’re not irresistible...” You scoffed. “In fact, you’re sickening, and you don’t appreciate women. You think I’m here to satisfy your nasty hormonal urges and I, for one will not contribute to this!” You got louder the angrier you got. “I can’t believe you, of all people, were my first-...” You paused, hearing the others come near with the sound of giggles and lively conversation. “I’m leaving.”
“No, you’re not.” He grabbed your wrist and started pulling you. “I’m not done talking to you.” He hissed.
“Hey! Stop!” You winced as his grip got tighter and he groaned in annoyance. He took you into what looked like a bathroom, you pulled away when you caught sight of the men’s urinals, you almost gagged. “We are not talking in this bathroom, or doing anything else in this nasty place.” You looked up at the dim lights and eerie dark stalls—he had no class at all.
“Shut the fuck up for one fucking second.” He pushed you against the wall, the dirty, probably 15-year-old brick wall. He kissed your jaw and you kneed his thigh.
“No! Leave me alone!” He was taken aback when you pushed him and ran out of the bathroom—knowing he liked to chase, it wasn’t the best idea to run.
You ran out, seeing Namjoon and the others looking at you weird—and Jungkook running after you.
“Y/n! What’re you doing!?” Nayeon shouted, watching you run off somewhere. They watched Jungkook run after you and your heart was racing, what if they saw you and assumed something?
You ended up in some arena that you assumed was used for performances. You ran up to the bleachers and hid in the outside portion, attempting to see if he’ll come. You sat there for a few minutes, it was dark and there was a slight breeze. Sitting here was starting to freak you out a little bit. You heard a creaking sound.
“Jungkook?” You looked around, actually hoping you’d see him and not some demonic clown or something. Slowly, you walked down the stairs, looking left to right for anyone who might be lurking around. You left the arena, anxious to leave this creepy place.
“Jungkook?...” The sound coming from you stepping in the grass was creeping you out, the clown paintings and old carnival games only made it worse. Abruptly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and turned you around.
Jungkook quickly cupped your face and smothered your lips with a very quick peck. “Let go!” You kept trying to get away but he was literally dragging, taking you to some corner. “You're so fucking cute.” He laughed, his hands finding their way to your wrists, pinning them against the concrete wall. “Why do I like that so much? You run and I just want to catch you and eat you up.”
“If you like it so much you should find someone else, someone who doesn’t want to kick you in the balls 24/7.” You smiled coyly, trying to free your arms, but he wasn’t having it. “Jungkook let go, someone’s gonna see-”
“Let them see, I don’t fucking care.” He gave you a predatory look, chewing his bottom lip out of habit.
“If you’re gonna force me to kiss you, do it already so I can go...” You were blushing so much from the situation, he just had to laugh. You looked down, swallowing, the air suddenly seeming thick and hot—you couldn’t breathe.
“I want you to kiss me, then you can go.” He grabbed your chin, bringing your lips but a centimeter from his. Jungkook looked so young, so beautiful and you knew you shouldn’t give in to him—you couldn’t.
“No-”
He pressed his forehead to yours with a wicked smile. “I'm not kidding. I want my apology kiss...”
You scoffed.“Wow. You’re apology kiss? Someone’s a little desperate.” You smirked. “There are plenty other girls here, yet you choose me to do this too, the one that hates you.”
“You’re a pain in the ass, you know that?” For some reason, he looked a bit hurt, like he forgot he was talking to you. He let go of your arms, tonguing at his cheek in frustration.
What do I have to lose?
To his and your surprise, you pulled him down by the back of the neck and kissed him—what am I doing?
His eyes fluttered shut and his head was spinning. His arms snaked around your waist and there was no way you would be able to get out of his grip. He groaned this was what he wanted, this is what he’s been thinking about for the last 24 hours. It was all good until you felt his hands travel down to your butt and deemed it was time to stop. It was quick and painless.
“There’s your kiss...” You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand—you weren’t sure what to do now and he was as flabbergasted as you.
Was the infamous Jeon Jungkook—....blushing? His cheeks were pink from the heat and his lips were flushed. Why was that such an ego boost? Suddenly he leaned down and pulled your collar towards him so he could give you a peck on the lips, making you widen your eyes a bit and bite your bottom lip.
“Jung-”
“One more, baby girl...” He chuckled a little, he wanted to see that look again. He pecked the corner of your lips this time, making your stomach turn in excitement.
“Hey, we’re headed back to the-...” Namjoon paused, looking at Jungkook then you, very close to each other. He gave an awkward smile as Jungkook scratched the back of his head. “To the place...” He cleared his throat.
“Oh, um,” You glanced at Namjoon with a red face.“ok thanks.” You ran past Namjoon, covering your mouth in embarrassment. The two of them watched you run offl—this was too awkward to endure.
“So uh Jungkook, what did I just see? Do you and Y/n have something going on? I thought you guys really hated each other but apparently not. Since you were just kissing her.” Namjoon gave Jungkook a look as he just shrugged, walking past his hyung to avoid any questioning—but Namjoon was determined to get to the bottom of this.
“We don’t have anything. Why would we have something going on?” Jungkook shrugged once again, a slight dissatisfied look on his face. He could tell Jungkook was getting defensive and irritated.
“You were just- Look, I’m just gonna let you know that I saw you last night. I know you're used to it but I wouldn’t put your body where your heart isn’t willing to go with her, that’s all I’m gonna say.” Namjoon patted his shoulder before walking from the get to everyone else was.
They watched Jungkook walk out of the middle of nowhere, shortly after you, and get in the passenger's seat. Jimin got in the front seat, peeking over to see Jungkook and his evident attitude change. That had to mean something had happened. When he saw you run to the car with your girlfriends, he got curious. Did Jungkook do something with you? That would be weird, given the fact Jungkook didn’t speak highly of you—or of you, at all.
“Jungkook, do you know where y/n was earlier? I know she didn’t-”
“Why would I know?” Jungkook retorted. “Ask her.”
“Why didn’t you get ice cream with us Y/n, where were you?”
You had a feeling this question was coming. “I went to- to the bathroom...”
“For 30 minutes? And you just happened to show up when Jungkook did...” Jennie gave you a look, knowing she’s was one of your best friends and could see right through you.
"There's nothing going on. You know Jungkook isn’t my type.”
“Are you sure?” Nayeon added.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“I saw you were pretty friendly with Jimin too, you must have something going on with one of them. Jungkook was eyeing out since yesterday, and you two do some pretty major flirting.”
You wanted to gag. “Flirting? When are you people gonna learn that fighting with someone isn’t flirting, it’s fighting? We can’t talk to each other without fighting, I don’t like him. So drop it, okay?”
“If you say so...” They got out the car and you felt like you were just hanged up on. So what if you were with Jungkook for a little bit, they didn’t mean anything. That’s what you tried to tell yourself at least. But Jungkook was known for things and you didn’t want to be associated with that
...but when you see his face when he smiles, the mere fact that someone like him had you coming back to him—you swear it has to be illegal.
