Warnings: (yes there are) do not do this in real life. Other men are not like Jungkook. Its short.
“Aren’t you handsome?” The pretty doberman pinscher who was loving the belly rubs you were giving him.
“His name is Bam.” The man on the bench with a book on his lap smiled.
“That’s a pretty name for such a good boy.” You start rubbing him with both hands. “He’s loving this.”
You finally glance at the owner and holy fuck was he hot. His sleeve tattoo, his piercings, all the way to his curly hair, his pretty pretty smile. You forget to breathe.
“I’m Jungkook.” He holds out his hand. You shake it, his firm grip making you blush.
“I’m YN. Thank you for letting me pet your dog.” You stand up and dust off your pants.
You maintain eye contact with his delicious owner.
“He has two more brothers at home. Do you want to meet them too?” His invite made you hot all over both with excitement and lust.
“Do you think I’d follow a handsome stranger to his place just to see more dogs?” He chuckles and the cutest fucking smile appears on his face.
“Do you think I’d invite a gorgeous stranger into my home just to meet my dogs?” It was your turn to smile, biting your lip to stop looking stupid.
“You could be a psycho, or worse, I could be a psycho.” You cross your arms over your chest, pushing your tits together.
“Good point. But anyone who loves dogs aren’t psychotic.” He raises an eyebrow.
“Great point.” But you’re still thinking about it.
“They’re names are Sonie and Paeng.” He really wants you over.
“Shit. I’m sold. Fuck survival skills.” You step back and gesture him to lead the way.
He stands up, much taller than you. He tugs on Bam’s leash and you walk together towards a luxury apartment building.
You exchanged information along the way, where you work, where you live, what he does, how he got Bam and his two other dogs, how much you love dogs but your apartment won’t allow it.
You finally reach his apartment and he opens the door to two more adorable sweethearts. You spend the afternoon just talking to a man you just met and his dogs.
Your phone rings breaking your conversation.
“Hey!” You greet the caller. Jungkook gestures that he’s going to the kitchen.
“Where the fuck are you?” You can hear Jimin’s frustrated voice. You check the clock and sure enough, its been over an hour above your agreed meeting time.
“Ohh shit. I’m so sorry, I’m at… a friend’s place.” You hope he cancels.
“A friend? Bitch. I’m your only friend in this damn city. Which friend?!” You can imagine his face all red and pissed, you chew your lip.
“His name is Jungkook, he has handsome dogs named Bam, Paeng, and Songie. I met them at the park while I was walking.” You hope he doesn’t give you an earful.
“You… hold up. Let me get this straight.” He sighs. “You met a man with a dog at the park earlier, and you followed him into his house?” You confirm. “YN. What the fuck?”
“Okay, he’s really hot and super nice. Let me have this.” You say in a hushed tone. Bam comes up to you and barks then proceeds to rest his head on your lap. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
“At least send me your location so I know where to pick up your remains. Jesus. Have you ever heard of stranger danger?” He groans. “You’re a grown woman, let me talk to this man.”
“Do you really have to?” You whine, Jungkook comes back with some snacks and sodas in a can.
“Let me talk to him or I’m reporting you as a missinge person.” You groan at his request but do it anyway.
“My friend, Jimin, is really worried. He wants to talk to you… is that okay?” You hand the phone to him who chuckles and takes it.
They have their conversation, his answers were all ‘Yes’ and ‘Got it.’
He hands the phone back with a stupid grin. “You better make it up to me, or else.” That’s all Jimin says before he hangs up.
“What did he tell you?” You set your phone down on the coffee table and grab a fork to pick some sliced fruit.
“Nothing much. Usual warnings, and that if we do hook up, I better not yet you pregnant or he’d hunt me down and chop my cock off.” You choke on the piece of apple and he pats your back.
“Oh. God. He’s embarassing.” You hide your face in your hands.
“Its nice that he’s looking out for you.” He proceeds to tell you about embarassing stories with his friends and you exchange stories as well.
You’ve completely lost track of time and by dark, you have Songie and Paeng resting on each side of your lap, their heads on you.
“I’m surprised they warmed up to you so quick, they’re very wary of stangers.” He has bam on his lap.
“As they should.” You softly pet their heads. “They shouldn’t be like their dad who invites strangers into their homes.” You tease.
“Ah. But you’re worse for following a stranger into their home.” You wink at his rebuttal.
“Its getting late but I don’t wanna move.” You pout, looking down at the two pups. “Can I just take them home?”
“Do that and you’ll really end up dead.” He says with a stern face which breaks out into a full cackle startling the pups making them leave you two.
You smack his shoulder. “You woke them up.” You pout even harder, if that was possible.
You stand up and gather your stuff. Jungkook smiles and follows you.
“If you give me your number and let me take you to a proper date, you can see them again.” He wiggles his eyebrows and hands you his phone.
“You throw a hard bargain.” You take it anyway, you punch your number and give yourself a call so you can have his.
“How does tomorrow sound? I’ll get someone to watch the pups and we can have dinner.” He saves your number and walks you to the door.
“You move fast, Jeon Jungkook.” You raise yourself on your tip toes and land a kiss on his cheek. “I’d love that. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
You exit the door and he stood there grinning. He turns back to see his three babies looking at him.
“I’m so lucky to have you guys.” He drops to the floor and hugs them.
A/N: all my best ideas are made of Jungkook. Maybe its a 97’ thing. Idk. Anyways, hope you enjoyed!
Summary: Jungkook visits you at work - and it seems he can neither keep his eyes nor his hands off of you.
pairing: Jungkook x female reader
rating: 18+
genre: established relationship; smut, pwp
warnings: explicit sexual content; soft dom!jk, handjob, fingering, making out, kinda public sex? they do it in a washroom of a café whoop, swearing, rough sex, unprotected sex (you know how it is, guys), ass grabbing, a little praising, squirting, marking/biting, jk has a big d*ck, i think that’s it?
wc: 2.4k
member: Rid || @taegularities
a/n: fiiiirst of all, thank you so much for beta’ing, @birbdae!! appreciate you lots! and second of all - this fic is a birthday gift for the beautiful, adorable, wonderful @aroseforyoongi!! you have such a big place in my heart, and i truly hope you enjoy the coming year to the fullest! all the best to you, honey - i love you so, so much! 💞 also, sorry for the bias-wrecking again, you did this to yourself... plus, i know you’re a sucker for soft dom!jk-smut, so here it gooooes!
“Anything else I can bring you?”
Your sweet voice shakes Jungkook awake. Until this moment, he’d been lost in fantasies about you - his mind reminds him that you are soft, warm; your skin smooth. In his head, you smell like vanilla and affection, a scent he has even dreamed of multiple times.
He can’t quite say why he’s relishing in what his thoughts throw at him when you’re right here in front of his eyes, towering over him with a teapot and a gorgeous smile plastered on your face. The way the apron hugs your waist drives him crazy, and he licks his lips suggestively as he eyes you from top to bottom.
Registering his gaze, you roll your eyes, shifting your weight onto your left leg as you ask, “I said: anything else I can bring you?”
Jungkook clicks his tongue and his fingers reach out to trace the skin of your arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “Come on, babe. Do you have to be so formal?”
“I’m at work, and that douchebag,” you say, your head nodding to the man near the counter, “observes me all the time.”
“So what? I’m your boyfriend. And you look delicious.”
You roll your eyes anew, but this time with a smile on your face, your red lips twitching as you remove his hand from your limb. You shake your head before you start to move away, ready to serve another customer before you whisper, “My break is soon. Stay here.”
At your tone, Jungkook’s pants tighten, and he crosses his legs before you can see, shifting his attention to the neatly organized lunch in front of him. He has to admit, the way you get work done, is admirable - this café is cute to begin with, but having you place the croissants, flowers and tea on the tables the way you do, is incredibly pleasing to the eye.
And this is exactly what he watches you do for the remaining twenty-five minutes. He never fails to notice how you move your hips, your sweet, little skirt always sliding up your thighs a little when you bow down to pour tea into your customers’ cups. His chest burns with impatience, his fingers drumming on the table - until he finally sees you walk away, slowly removing your apron as your eyes meet his for a split second.
Taking this as his cue, he immediately stands up, rushing back to where he knows you will be; and you haven’t gone far yet when he reaches you and grabs your arm from behind, pulling you into the washroom. You gasp at the sudden movement - but he doesn’t give you much more time to react as he locks the door behind you, pushing you against the door and crashing his lips onto yours.
You immediately react to his touch, eyes closing while you grab his hair. You let him press himself into you, his neediness obvious in the way his hands settle on your ass right away.
Jungkook parts from you, panting against your lips as he says, “You’re driving me insane in this fucking skirt of yours.”
In between heated kisses, his fingers find the hem of your skirt and abruptly slide it down as he presses himself harder into you.
“All I could think of the whole time,” he breathes against your skin, leaving a wet trail with his tongue, “was your sweet, little pussy on my dick.”
“You know my break only lasts thirty minutes, right?”
“Baby, this is more than enough time.”
He pulls down your shirt in a haze, revealing your breasts before he starts sucking on the swell of them hard, making sure to leave beautiful, purple marks on your flesh. Throughout the whole afternoon, his hunger for you had increased at a rapid pace, and he desperately needs to still it right fucking now.
And when his fingertips find your clothed core, he starts rubbing circles against your clit, hissing at the hot wetness that soaks through your lace panties.
“Fuck, so wet, Y/N,” he mutters, biting his lower lip when he sees the gorgeous expression on your face. “My god- I want to be inside you so bad.”
“Well, what’s stopping you?” you ask, throwing your head back, well aware that you will spend five minutes later to fix your hair for the second part of the shift.
“You’re right.” His voice is hazy, quiet, playful and seductive. “Nothing’s stopping me. Especially not you.”
You grin with closed eyes when he pushes your panties down, now running up and down your wet folds - so teasingly slow and yet so deliciously satisfying. In all honesty, you can’t say what drove him up the wall today so much. Usually, he finds it easy to stay patient. You’ve noticed that on multiple occasions, and him edging you for an hour sometimes is not the sole proof for your assumption.
But today, he is out of control. And he doesn’t wait long until he slides two of his fingers into you, eliciting a moan out of you that is loud enough for people outside to hear if they happen to walk by the door.
“Shh,” he orders, biting into your lip, “can’t have anyone hear us, right?”
You nod slowly, your mouth falling open wider when he reaches the perfect, sweet spot, curling his fingers inside you as his other hand grabs your hair. He pulls your head to the side before he attacks your neck with harsh kisses, his tongue swirling and licking your skin so intensely that it has your head spinning.
“No… marks,” you manage as you grip his shoulders hard, most likely leaving crescent-shaped marks even through the fabric of his shirt.
You feel him smirk against your skin - nothing you say will affect him. He likes it when everyone can see that you belong to someone, to him. He loves how you look strolling around like that, shyly showing the world that no one can claim you, because you’re his already.
As Jungkook bites into your neck, you trap your lower lip between your teeth, trying so hard not to scream out as your hands fumble with his belt. Soon enough, you slide his pants down along with his underwear until his cock springs out. He aids you, pulling his clothing down to his knees as he gasps into your flesh when you wrap your fingers around his thick, smooth length.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Let me fuck you,” he pants, his breathing becoming laboured, chest heaving hard as he takes in your blissed out state. He’s doing that. You’re losing your mind because of him; and this mere fact fogs his head, his cock twitching in your fist as he groans.
“No one’s stopping you. Especially not me,” you say while your hand moves around his shaft faster, your thumb collecting his pre-cum before you circle his head.
Still pumping his fingers into you at a faster pace, he drowns in the squelching sound that your pussy is providing him with, and the sensation of his digits moving in and out so easily has his cock harden impossibly until he falters.
He pulls out his fingers before he brings them to his lips; watching you intently, he licks them clean of your juices, his eyes rolling back as you feel his cock poke your stomach. You’re helplessly pinned against the door, your legs already shivering from his previous ministrations. And when you let out an involuntarily moan, his eyes snap open, fingers coming down to settle behind your knees as he pulls you up.
You react immediately, wrapping your legs around his waist as he interlocks your lips again. He kisses you hungrily, hard, his tongue seeking yours. Supported by his body and the door, you’re floating in the air, moving your hips impatiently against him to signal what you want.
“Needy much?” he inquires with a grin, grabbing his cock to rub it slowly against your folds. He applies slight pressure - but not enough to slide in.
“Shut up,” you command, your forehead coming down to rest on his shoulder. “Don’t be so cocky.”
He laughs quietly, putting a hand on your jaw and pushing his cock inside with the other. Going in inch by inch, you both groan at the same time, your sounds muffled right on time when you bite into his shoulder.
“Fuck, always so tight,” he states as he bottoms out. His hands squeeze your ass, nails digging into it hard while he waits for you to adjust.
“And you’re always so big. So thick, too, shit,” you mewl, drawing a sharp breath when you feel him move just a little.
Jungkook still waits for you to talk, to give him a sign that you’re ready. When you finally inhale and nod, telling him he can start, his grip on you becomes tighter. And right as you exhale, he pulls back, thrusting into you just once, hard, robbing all the air from your lungs.
“Kook, oh god,” you cry out, wrapping your arms around his neck as you feel his lips and warm breath brush your neck.
He repeats his movements once more before he steadily, graciously increases his pace. His teeth catch your earlobe, nibbling at it while thrusting into you simultaneously; your sounds spur him on further, and soon, he’s hitting spots of you that have you keening.
Jungkook definitely knows your body - he knows just how he has to fuck you to make you feel good, has learned which patches of skin to kiss to put you in a haze. Now that he has figured out how to please you into oblivion, he can’t get enough of your taste and touch, longing for your body and your love every waking second.
“You feel so fucking good,” he tells you, placing his hand under your chin to pull your head back. You look at him through half-lidded eyes, lips parted and breathing heavily. “And you look even better.”
“Baby, you-”
He chuckles at your stuttering, coming close until his lips are only inches away from yours, whispering, “What? Say it. Tell me how good I make you feel. Say my name, baby.”
“So good, Jungkook, so, so fucking goo-”
A sharp, hard thrust interrupts your sentence and your thoughts, and soon enough, he’s pounding into you, having your eyes sting at the intensity and from the pleasure. With every move he makes, your moans become louder, shaky breaths forcing him to stay focused without losing control entirely. But not long after, you hear footsteps outside the door, having Jungkook halt his movements suddenly.
His gaze shifts to the handle of the door, his ears listening carefully before your pussy clenches once around him. You feel his throbbing dick twitch inside you and Jungkook’s lips part, eyes suddenly shooting to meet yours again as he brings his hand up to cover your mouth.
“Be quiet now,” he orders again, continuing the movement of his hips as he pulls out his cock almost entirely before he slides in again. Your aching walls suck in him so desperately that he can’t help but fuck into you roughly again.
He clenches his jaw as he fights the urge to growl out loud, your muffled moans and closed eyes only making it harder. The wet sounds of your pussy become almost unbearable at some point, and he buries his face in your neck again to calm himself down.
To no avail - you feel too good around him, too tight, soaked and warm. He removes his hand to kiss you again, his soft lips moving against yours as he swallows your every sound. Grabbing your ass again, he pushes you against him, fucking so roughly into you by now, his pelvic bone rubbing against your clit, that you feel your high near. The intensity of the moment, mixed with the knowledge that you’re in a public place and not alone on your bed, leaves you utterly excited.
“Fuck, I’m - I’m cumming, I-” you say as you pull away from his lips, his mouth ghosting over your cheek instead and fingers having somehow found their way to your clit, rubbing in an insane pace.
“Yes, god, yes. Cum around my cock, babygirl.” His relentless pounding and his words soon throw you over the edge, having you fall and fall for an infinite amount of time until you land on a pillowy soft ground, your sight so blurry that you feel like you’re seeing stars. And when you clench around him, he looks down to see his dick and balls getting soaked, your juices running down his sex driving him half insane. “Holy fuck, Y/N.”
“Jungkook-”
“Holy shit. Did you just fucking squirt? Oh my god,” he says with a light laugh, fucking you through your high until his thighs start to tremble just like yours are, “oh my fucking god.”
And then, he finally lets go, too, ropes of cum shooting into you repeatedly as he finishes, leaving breathless kisses on your cheek and temple. You feel like you’re outside of your body - your spirit feels so feather-light that you don’t register anything but his fingers stroking your skin, pulling you back to him.
“Baby,” he cooes - and when you open your eyes to smile back at him, you catch him gaze at you fondly, full of love. You wipe away the sweat glistening on his forehead, and he presses his lips onto yours for one chaste kiss before he says, “I love you, my sweet girl.”
“I love you, too, my needy darling,” you answer, rubbing the tip of your nose against his.
You feel him softening inside you, and he doesn’t pull out for now; only stares at you in admiration, worshipping every single inch of your face and every piece of your being. But then, a playful smirk takes the place of the gentle expression, and he wiggles his eyebrows.
“What?” Your voice is somehow hoarse, and you clear your throat before you ask again, “What is it?”
“I made you squirt,” he declares, letting out a proud chuckle. That’s when you feel yourself still leaking, tilting your head to look down.
“Your legs. They’re so- get some paper tissues and clean up that mess,” you say, attempting to push him away - but he holds you tight in his grip, still pinned against the wall.
“Just a little longer,” Jungkook whispers, peppering your face with slow, loving kisses, his hand brushing your ass gently. “Want to look at you a little more.”
You laugh at his sweet words, pulling him closer into your embrace. “My hopeless, horny romantic.”
“Ah, my birthday girl. I can’t wait to go home with you,” he mutters into your hair, wrapping his arms around you.
You’ve never wished your day at work to end as much as you do now.
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synopsis : when you go on a much needed vacation with your friends to hawaii, you know that you're bound to have a great time in paradise!
but, when you somehow manage to run ( quite literally ) into jungkook of bts, it turns into a wild ride.
status : ongoing.
rating : pg.
a/n : thank you so much for showing interest in my upcoming story! i really hope that you enjoy it as the chapters come and i'll try my hardest to keep your attention. i appreciate all of you! xoxoxoxoxo.
˗ˋˏ 𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘. ˎˊ˗
TRIGGER WARNINGS : there's really nothing to worry about in this chapter, aside from plenty of fluff.
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This trip to Hawaii had been a long time coming for you and your girlfriends. You had spent the last year and a half planning and saving to afford the best of the best during your stay and, you had to admit, it really paid off in the end. Not only were you staying at one of the nicest hotels on the island, but all four of you had even been able to fly first class on the way there. You were living the good life and you really didn't want to go back to your stressful life back home ever again.
You had needed a break from your job for so long and this was, really, the first time you had ever taken a vacation in the four years that you had been working there. Most people wouldn't believe it, but being a secretary for the CEO of a growing company was rather tiring. It was amazing that he had even allowed you to leave and enjoy yourself, when he had so many clients piling up. You reminded yourself that selfishness was allowed every so often, when it came to taking care of your mental and physical health - a vacation was involved in that.So, taking off with that thought in mind, you and your friends decided to bite the bullet and have some fun!
"How is this suite even real?!" Your friend Sophie exclaimed after all of you had claimed your rooms and began to put your things away in your rightful closet spaces. You let out a soft laugh and shook your head in disbelief, letting your eyes take in the beautiful space that you had been able to afford. It gave such an island feel in the decor and with the various windows and the sliding glass door in your room that allowed you onto a balcony, it showed all of the surrounding area's beauty. Not to mention how close to ocean actually was to you; the smell of sea salt wafting in the air.
Hanging up your last article of clothing, you glance back over at her and give her a small smirk. "I'm not sure, but you'll hear no complaints from me! This place is going to be my safe haven for the next week and a half." You teased, knowing full well that what came out of your mouth was mostly truth. Even your residence back home never seemed to make you feel comfortable enough to call it safe, but you dealt with it because it was all you could really afford in Southern California.
Born and raised in California, it was all you had ever known for the longest time as your family had never been ones to vacation. When you were old enough and out of college, you decided that you wanted to take that time to travel outside of your native country to find more exciting places. Your heart had become perfectly content in South Korea the one time you visited, instantly feeling as though it was your true home. During your time there, you had really come to love the culture and traditions that they had; even becoming a big fan of K-Pop music. When the time had come to leave, you were devastated... But, vowed to return to it again someday.
Someday."We're going to the beach, so hurry up and get your swimsuits on or else we're leaving you behind!" You heard your other friend Tasha call out from the living room area, causing you to playfully roll your eyes. She always threatened to leave people behind when she was in a hurry to get somewhere, but she consistently ended up being the last person in the room to make sure that everyone was included and out the door. That part of her alone instantly made her one of your favorite people.
Once you and Sophie had changed into your swimsuits and sarongs, you both met up with the rest of your small group to help one another put sunblock on until everyone was ready to go. "Okay, since some of you babies don't want to actually swim in the water, you can just chill on the towels to sunbathe." Your one friend Ciera spouted out as you all entered the elevator and an eruption of laughter filled the air, causing some of the girls to playfully push one another. "I can't help that Jaws has forever ruined my fun in the ocean, Ci." You stated and gave her a pout, causing her to smirk in response. These girls pretty much knew everything there was to know about you and you about them, so it was a sisterhood that had formed for life. They were your ohana.
Once the elevator doors opened and your group stepped outside into the warm and sunny weather, a race had suddenly begun between all of you to see who could reach the beach first. What would happen to the loser? Nobody knew. But, it was also a fact that no one wanted to find out. Bolting at full speed, you ran to keep up with the rest of the girls, but were slightly hindered by the heavy beach bag that you were holding onto. Unfortunately for you, or maybe fortunately, you weren't quite sure yet, you were going to lose this round. As you ran down the last set of steps before the crosswalk to the beach, you managed to slam right into another person; causing you both to fall to the ground with synchronized groans.
Dazed and confused for a moment as the wind had been knocked out of you, you blinked a few times from the sun beaten down right into your eyes until a shadow was cast to block your vision from its rays. It took a moment, but you could finally see clearly at the person that was above you now; seemingly worried about the state that you were in. You could see his lips moving, but no sound was heard as you stared over his face. He had gorgeous raven black hair with curls that hung perfectly in his face, the kindest and widest eyes that you had ever seen and a voice that was so adorable ( finally able to hear it after zoning out for a moment ) that it warmed you up more than Hawaii's weather did. But, wait...Why did he look so familiar to you? Who was this guy?
You shook your head as you slowly sat up in your spot and you instantly became overwhelmed with guilt for running into him, temporarily forgetting the familiarity you felt with him. "I am so sorry! I should've watched where I was going!" You were nearly pleading with him, hoping that you would be forgiven, but you received a smile from him that nearly melted you into a puddle right in that very spot. With his nose scrunched like a little bunny as the smile continued, he shook his head to you and extended his hand to help you rise to your feet. "No, no... It's... My fault." He said slowly, making sure that his English was accurate. He was definitely getting better at it, but he still felt a bit uncomfortable not having Namjoon around to help make sure that what he was saying was accurate.
"Are you okay?" He asked curiously, looking you over as he spoke. Was he looking to see if you had any injuries or looking just to look? You had no idea, but you were perfectly fine with either from this fine specimen of a man. Blushing slightly with a hand raised up to wave off his worries, you laughed nervously under the gaze of this man. "I'm perfectly fine. I promise!" You did the "scout's honor" hand gesture, but he seemed a bit confused by it. Albeit, he thought that you were adorable, regardless of not knowing what exactly you were doing. Could you have been flipping him off and had him still thinking the same of you? Most likely. He would've loved to talk to you more, but he knew that he had to meet up with the guys after sleeping in for a bit too long; so he reached down and grabbed your bag for you to hand it back carefully.
With a smile, you graciously took your bag back and gave him a single nod of the head in thanks and bit your bottom lip as the both of you stood there in silence for a moment. "Are you... Here? This hotel?" He suddenly asked, pointing back to where you had just left from. Was he really asking if you were staying there right now? Was this all a dream and you were really unconscious on the ground without realizing it? "I am! I'm staying with my friends. You?" You returned the question and he nodded excitedly, causing you to giggle in a very school girl-esque way. How embarrassing. "Sooooo, maybe I'll see you later?" The words came out of his mouth, but you were still unsure if this was actually happening. How would you even get that lucky? Normally, hot guys were never really interested in you, let alone asking if they could see you again.
"I'd like that, yeah." You both smiled to one another and he bowed a bit, not able to wipe the smile off of his lips. He waved shyly, causing you to as well, and laughter was all that was heard between you as he walked away backwards so he could watch you longer. You could feel your face going as red as a tomato until he finally turned back around and left. You let out a shaky sigh and then turned to finally make your way back to your initial destination, not caring what your punishment would be for placing last in your long forgotten race. Once your feet hit the sand, you froze in your spot and whipped your head back in the direction of where you had met the dream boat earlier.It had finally hit you. You knew exactly who that man was.
Synopsis¬ he wants her happiness, but he believes that it isn't with him.
Words¬ 1.08k
A/N: this one can be read /considered as a sequel to HUMAN¹; jjk (the base story of this oneshot)
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"Why the f*ck do you not understand? You were her happy ending! And now you're not, and that's your fault!"
"You don't have to keep saying that to my face, you know?" I mutter quietly, as if not hearing it would make the fact any better.
"Well, if you don't make this shit right before she leaves, I'm throwing you off this window I swear to God!"
I huff. It isn't that I'm loving doing this to her. There is a reason behind it. And it is that she deserves better. Better than someone who is a naturally human. Someone, who's capable of giving her the family she desires and deserves. Me, I'm not it. I'll never be. And that fact breaks me up.
"I—" I sigh. Taehyung may think that I'm fool to give all that up, but, the truth is that I don't want to be any more selfish, I don't want to take anymore than I already have. Even more so, when I'm incapable of giving back.
A tear breaks through to trace down my cheek.
Taehyung's eyes visibly soften, and the intense heat coming from him dies down a bit. He scoots closer to wrap a brotherly arm around my shoulder. That's all it takes for me to completely break down. He brings me closer to embrace me warmly, before sighing.
"Why are you doing this to yourself and her, Kook? It's clear that you don't want to." He rubs my back comfortingly.
"I—I don't wanna waste her anymore Tae. She's so much more without me, and all I'm doing is—i-is hold her back." I sniffle, slight embarrassment hitting me.
"All I am doing is take, take and just take. I don't think I-I can do that to her anymore."
Meeting his eyes, I find confusion swimming in them.
"I—I don't think I understand Kook. What—who told you this? Where is this coming from?"
I huff again, this time in frustration. It hurts to talk about this again and again.
"It's the truth Hyung. She—she won't say it, because she is like that, but it's the truth. And you know it too."
A lump forms painfully in his throat causing a few tears to escape again.
"I-I took her heart, Hyung. She gave it to me. Me! Who cannot even give her a family. I-I saw her journal Hyung. She wants a family. Kids. With me. And, I can't even—"
A moment of silence fills the air.
"You are right. She gives, gives and gives to you. But," he wipes away a fresh tear from my cheek, "she does so, not because she is compelled to, or even because she thinks of you as her responsibility. She does it because she wants to. She gave you her heart Kook, and I don't think she'd do that for just anybody."
The same heart runs wild inside my chest, the heart that was given to me 5 years ago.
"You know what she said to me when I asked her if she's sure to do the transplant? She said that if she would be proud of just one thing in her life, it would be this. She said that you already had it in your hands, she gave it you long ago, 'what difference does it make if I give it to him physically as well?' " he lightly chuckles, probably looking back at the memory.
"You don't know how much it hurts her every time you feel guilty for something she did for you when all she wants is your happiness. Your happiness is hers. As for the' family' part, you know it isn't impossible to conceive with a cyborg. Yes, it is rare, but you can't give up without even giving it a try. Tell me, is she on the pill?"
I nod bashfully.
"Why Kook? Why is she on the pill if she wants a baby with you? I know my best friend. Has she discussed this with you yet?"
Looking back, she has always wanted kids, kept this wish transparent before me, yet never discussed it with me. I shake my head.
"There you go. She isn't off the pill because she'd want you to be ready before going for something this huge. You don't know Kook, maybe if she was off it, she could've conceived, not extremely sure about it, but all of your monthly medical reports indicate that you are healthy, in every sense. "
This sends me into a spiral. Can I really impregnate? So full of emotions and disappointed in myself I was, that didn't think of it this way. All I thought of was the fact that conceiving with a cyborg is rare, like a 3/10 cases.
"You know what, Kook? You should get back home, back to her. Discuss the matter with her. You want a family with her too, right?"
There's no doubt about that. It's all I'll ever want. I love her that much.
"More than anything."
Taehyung smiles.
"I know. But for that, you need to talk it out, plan it with her. Stay with her. And she plans on leaving for her parents' for a week tomorrow."
"But what if I can't? What if I disappoint her ag—"
"Shh Kook, you'll never know unless you truly try for it. And you could never disappoint her."
—
I stand in front of our home with clammy hands, after ringing the doorbell.
A few short seconds later, the door flies open. The silence between us is filled with the sniffles that start arising from her. And then she embraces me tightly.
"Koo, you're here..." she cries into my chest, as I tighten my arms around her. My sight blurs with a glaze of tears. I burry my head in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"I love you Koo. So much. Please don't do that again. Please don't ever leave me again."
A cry leaves my lips.
"I won't. Ever. I love you."
Pulling back a bit, still in her embrace, I look into her red rimmed eyes. I kiss those gently, one by one, tasting the saltiness on my lips.
"And, I wanna try for a baby, too. I want that more than anything."
Fresh tears run down her cheeks.
"Really?"
"I love you, and I really want it."
She smiles through her tears to lean in to kiss me slowly, lovingly.
summary: "when you want jungkook to fulfill one of your fantasies.
"mmh, I’d like to try something different.” you say feeling a bit nervous.
"well.. it isn’t that different actually, but a different.. feel? maybe? yes.”
jungkook giggles while he tenderly caresses your chin; your head was on his chest staring at his faceㅡthe both of you were laying in bed at his shared apartment with the other boys.
“tell me what is it..” he asks as you notice the way his eyes glistened with the soft dimmed blue lights of his room. now changing to pink.
“you know..”
you breathe, hesitating fingers drawing little circles over his shirt and chest.
“..how we have been together, after all this time right?” pausing, you look at him in the eyes and his soft expression changes a bit into a serious one.
“uh-hum?” he was getting immediately worried, probably thinking it's something bad, which makes you chuckle.
“why is your face all tense?” you laugh. “chill babe, I’m not breaking up with you if that's what you think.” your hand caresses his right cheek.
“I- I know?” doe eyes doing their thing on his pretty face, he looked like a little kid that got caught on stealing some chocolate in the middle of the night.
“yeah, right.” you laugh softly, he was so cute.
rolling his eyes at you, “I know you wouldn’t dare leaving me.” he looks up at the ceiling.
“what makes you so sure?" you tease. "what if I do it?”
he then stopped breathing for a second; same doe eyes looking now at you now in panic. “h-huh? you-”
but you interrupt him by bursting into a huge laugh. “I’m just kidding! you know I won’t.”
he exhales, hard. then pausing to give an awkward laughㅡyou know the same one when he's embarrassed.
“why are you like this.." he squeezes your sides. "If you were the one to ask me, i wouldn't hurt your feelings like that."
ok, that makes you laugh. "I didn't hurted your feelings!"
"you didn't, but you know how I could never leave your pretty self right?”
tracing your fingers up to his neck, you lean forward to leave a soft kiss to his cheeks; making him smile. “I know."
"l justㅡdon’t like the thought of losing you.. you know?” he had a very sweet tone while saying that.
grabbing your hips, squeezing it a bit more close to him you feel really protected whenever you were in touch with his warm embrace. his body always feeling like home, you couldn’t get enough of it.
placing a kiss to his chest now, "I feel totally the same." you reply.
then with a sudden movement, you position yourself above him, startling him a little.
“can l tell you now what l was thinking?”
with a new gain of confidence, you decide going for it.
liking this side of you, jungkook licks his lips while his hands brushes up and down against your thighs. he loved how soft your skin was.
“go ahead.”
you smile getting closer to his face. lips almost touching his. “It’s a sexual question by the way.." you tease.
widening his eyes at the sudden change of behavior, he wasn’t mad about it. It low-key even got him getting excited.
“hm, yeah?" he paused. "what is it?”
and there it was.. that little subtle smirk of his you hated the most for how much power it had over you.
now you were pathetically trying to rub your thighs above him but he quickly grabbed both your ass cheeks and so now, he was teasingly massaging your ass. he was quick.
“yeah, uh..”
getting nervous the moment you saw how he noticed the way you were getting slightly aroused at his subtle touchㅡyou go back to your old position seating straight above him and that makes him chuckle but doesn’t says a thing in which you gladly appreciate that since it was already embarrassing enough.
then you continue, “..you know how we're always so.. careful whenever we have sex right?”
"eung.." softly nodding his face, his eyes glisten while looking at you very attentively. lips caught on his teeth..
“so.. I just noticed how we’ve never had sex without protection and" you paused. "I was wondering-”
“how does it feel going raw?" he interrupts and you try squeezing your thighs. heavy breathing, you need some friction. this whole situation was turning you on so much..
“yeah butㅡI want to get more specific..” you purr in a shy tone and he couldn’t believe how you even can do that.
“oh? then tell me baby. I’m here to listen.” he replies, all softly smiles. bringing you more confidence.
“I.." fingers fidgeting, "I wanted you to fuck me from behind while I’m..”
you quickly paused and his gaze lingered on you expecting every. single. word.
continuing, “..laying down on bed flat on my stomach, my legs shut and crossed while you fuck my pussy from that position?”
after saying all of it, your hands immediately cover your face scrunching your back and head down to his chest feeling embarrased.
that actually got jungkook in a shocked state. you've never been this.. direct with one of your fantasies and he had to admit that it was.. so hot. very hot. extremely hot for him.
“hm.." he lowly hums. "is that all?” then ask, caressing your back. his tone sensually flirty, his firm but delicate hands start sliding up cupping your pretty face, making eye contact with him.
gazing at him, you still feel a little embarrased.
“I thought..” fingers playing with his chest in a shy manner now, “that it will not only be pleasurable enough for me but.. you too.” your eyes blinking softly at him.
he hisses a tiny 'fuck' before saying, “baby you know how.." quickly looking down your lips biting his. "..hot this is?”
which makes you also bit your lips staring at him.
“why haven't you told me before? you know I’ll be always down..” he gives a tiny little slap to your ass that makes you flinch. “..but are you really sur-”
“I want to start taking pills to maintain myself, I've already thought about it.” you quickly explain, interrupting him.
“I see..” he responds.
there’s a moment of silence in the room that if it wasn’t for the low music going onㅡon his speakers…
“you want to try it now?”
he suddenly asks with that smirk plastered on his face but let's be realistic. you already knew damn well he was going to do it anytime soon anyways.
“I don’t know." you take your time to think. "we aren’t in our apartment.. the boys could hear us."
but jungkook has a playful grin on his lips.
“we just need to keep quiet." he paused, raising one eyebrow. "and this isn’t the first time of us doing it here.. remember?”
flashing a silly grin; it immediately made you think about how the first time happened, so you laugh in response. punching his shoulder very slightly.
“they were all practicing at the time, you literally have no excu-”
he interrupts, “what about that time jimin was sleeping beside us huh?" continuing with a devilish smile drawing his face.. "don’t you remember how bad you wanted to-” shutting you off.
“o-okay! okay. I get it okay? don’t need to bring that back. thanks.” you roll your eyes for his teasing. he just laughs.
“well.. what are my princess final thoughts then?”
then he suddenly seats on the bed; still having you on his lapㅡpushing your hips by your ass closer to him, he squeezes it so hard you could swear it'll leave a bruise.
jungkook hummed a long and teasing moan and you swear he wanted you to go crazy. he knows how bad his moans turned you on so of course he did this on purpose.
without containing the filth filling inside your body, you kiss him with a very sensual kiss.
one of his favorites.
then with a passionate one; of those ones when all you want to do is to feel everything he has to offer. to taste every bit of him and treasure it.
ㅡafter many hours of foreplay; you take a moment to jump out of his bed and lock his door. turning back immediately to make your fantasie alive lying down your stomach flat on the bed.
“fuck me like this, I’m ready.” he could bet you almost sounded needy but so was he.
jungkook's already naked and he can’t believe how eager and desperate you were getting to really try this.
“don’t you want me to warm you up a little?”
he usually tends to eat you out or finger you first before everything since he actually cared for both of your employment and pleasure...
so having you wanting him to just fuck you surprised him a little.
“noㅡmmm." you moaned. "just fuck me like this please.." wiggling your ass side to side now.. "fuckㅡI want it now. I want you.” and you lift your ass, providing him to have an amazing view.
It makes jungkook hisses. “fuck.. you really want it hm?" he gives a quick glance to your ass. "fuck.”
stroking his dick; he comes closer to your slit teasing it with the tip of his dick.
“position yourself please or I won’t be able to control myself.. you’re so wet, shit.” he’s almost breathless. he was just as horny as you were.
you do as he says and just like your fantasie, you go back to being flat on your stomach. this time crossing your legs as he gets on top of youㅡsliding his fingertips up and down your slit very slowly, you moan as your hips unconsciously lift up a little in which makes him to hold your hips putting it back down.
"look at how easily my fingers slide through your pussy.. so hot hm?”
“babe, please..”
“please what baby?”
“eugnㅡjust fuck me. mm, please daddy-”
“daddy? ah.. that’s new.. fuckㅡyou like that too?”
he doesn’t say more and introduces his dick right into you very slowly.
“fffuck.” he breathes. "you’re so tight baby, ha..” he exhales and it sounds so hot.
music to your ears while you’re also a mess tooㅡyou can feel how tight you are by how hard it was for him to introduce his entire dick at times in which he doesn't move for a couple of seconds waiting for you to relax. It was all too much and you always got like this whenever you were too excited, jungkook always waitedㅡbeing everything so worth it at the end.
once you adjust, you can’t help but try to fuck yourself with his dick and that makes him move.
fucking very precisely and slowlyㅡyou both felt so good. this position was very pleasurable and jungkook could see how wet you were every time he pulled outㅡwith your legs closed and crossed, he could feel all of you and you were so tight for him, making it hard to not cum here and there; he actually endured this quite good not wanting the moment to end.
he loved this postion as it also gave him time to play with your ass too. so he was constantly slapping it softly, caressing it or gripping on it.
“go faster.” you whine.
he grabs your hips with a little bit of presure and starts to pound on you faster making of you a moaning mess at this point but, so was he.
trying to come near your face to make your quiet, "shh baby, remember I said we need to keep quiet." it worked just for a bit.. “remember the boys are here..”
he couldn’t even speak well enough from the pleasure and how fast he was moving.
“mmm” it’s all you manage to say.
clenching your walls made his dick twitch inside of you as he was close to his end, reason why he decides to trace a hand down your stomach to rub your clitㅡvery fast, he fucks you deeper. you couldn't contain it no more so you let go and cum. you came so hard, your juices looking almost as if you squirted. It got jungkook impressed. It was the first time of you cumming this hard.
since your walls were left clenching like crazy and your major arousalㅡseeing it coating jungkooks dick everytime.. it was extremely hot so he came inside of you, so much too.
remaining still sensitive, you both continued moving; easing up both of your orgasmsㅡgetting up, you quickly make him seat to start riding his dick very slowly. giving an end to one last pleasure.
he hugged you tighter close to him kissing your lips, then your neckㅡhiding his moans onto your skin and you were doing the same.
once you both stop; you fall back on the bed and stay close to one another in silence for a couple of minutes.
“y/n..”
“hm?”
“you came so hard. It's a first time, I thought you squirted.”
“I know.. I didn’t expected that either, oh my god.”
“I didn’t know it could even happen like that.."
“I can say totally the same.” you laugh. “I hope the boys didn’t hear a thing… I couldn’t control myself though..” you say, feeling a bit embarrassed. “but damn, it felt so good.”
“fuck. don’t even make me think about it." he breathes. "that was the hottest thing ever." paused. "not only you were so tight, but I had a great view the whole time too.." he teases, playful smile in it.
and it makes you laugh. "you’re so annoying.”
“am l really?” he laughs back.
“shut up.” you roll your eyes.
“do you also want to talk about this new daddy kink of yours?” raising an eyebrow, he couldn't stop his shit-eating grin at the way you immediately covered your face with a pillow.
in which he burst into a big laugh. “come on baby!" he softly smiles. "don’t be embarrased, It’s ok.” while encouraging you to face him, taking the pillow away from you.
“you saying it’s ok only makes it worst.” your hands are now your new armor.
“why? I mean… I wasn’t mad about it. It kinda turned me on to be honest.”
“stop!! oh my god.” you shake his body.
both of you end up laughing, he was enjoying your suffering.
“you can make it official next time. you know? just in case-”
“oh please, shut up!”
and as soon as you say that, someone knocks the door.
