#leader rm

[btsloser]

my biggest flex is me being able to breathe the same air as this cutie (joonie eating in tiny).

[supercooltan]

this man is perfect..

[letswritebangtan]

Ace | Jeon Jeongguk

Jeon Jungkook x reader  f.t. olderbrother!Jimin

fluff + !mature content!

synopsis: Jeongguk wants to make you his but Taehyung keeps getting in the way.

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You had no idea why you agreed to sit in the scalding hot sun for 2 hours to watch your brother practice. He was whining about how you weren’t supportive and how you never watch him play, and he was right though, you’ve only been to one of his games but there was a reason that that was your last one. He just wanted you to bring food for him, why else would your brother want to see you on a boiling hot tuesday afternoon during football practice? 

“Go long!” you heard a manly voice yell. 

You sighed and checked your phone for the hundredth time, counting the minutes to when practice would end. You couldn’t scroll through Instagram because the glare from the sun gave no use to the brightness settings on your phone. And you certainly couldn’t stare at your big fat crush Jeon Jungkook because you were too embarrassed. 

“Run! Pick up that speed, Jeon!” the captain yelled. 

You watched as Jungkook sped through the field, legs moving like the flash as he ran to catch the ball. You saw him leap up high to gracefully pull the ball into his embrace and land onto the grass with a thud so loud you heard it from miles away. 

“Nice catch!” 

“That’s why he’s our ace!”

Jeon Jungkook was a man you’d never find in a lifetime. You could say that you pretty much hit jackpot. He was tall, muscular, handsome, hair as soft as cotton candy, built like a god damn greek god. And let’s just say you got to see pretty much all if him. Your brother was pretty well-known around campus and he had tons of friends who loved to party. Usually he never let you attend, saying that it was too unsafe for you, but the moment you entered college you demanded that he let you go. And man was that the best decision of your entire life. 

It was there that you met Jungkook. He was in his white t-shirt that displayed his broad chest, and his jeans so ripped it was pointless wearing them. But it worked, because he still looked dazzling. You couldn’t keep count of the number of girls that approached him that night, but you knew exactly how many he didn’t turn away. One. That one was you. You saw him walk towards you so effortlessly through the mushed-up bodies on the dance floor. He made small-talk, and it was the first time you heard his voice. 

“You’re brother would probably kill me if I did this,” he muttered, his lips only inches away from yours. 

And you couldn’t take it anymore. Jimin can go to hell for even trying to keep you from such a catch. 

“Can we pretend I don’t have a brother tonight?” you whispered, alcohol running through your veins making you dizzy and yet so bold. 

His smirk was the last thing you saw before things got heated up. 

So that was what happened when you first met Jeon Jungkook. You slept with him. That was two months ago, and the most you’ve had contact with Jungkook since then was a small smile that he sent you when he passed you in the corridors one day. The two of you were too afraid to reach out to each other. Well for one, you were embarrassed because how on earth were you supposed to face him again after possibly having the best night you’ve ever had in your entire life? And if you did face him, what the heck were you going to say? It bummed you out sometimes when you thought about how you were just a one time thing, but it was true. That also kept you from trying to talk to him. 

“y/n!! You came.” Jimin shouted from afar and ran over to you. 

He sat next to you with a thud, and his arm brushed against yours.

“Ew, you’re all sweaty. Don’t touch me.” you grumbled as you handed him his takeout. 

“Aw, why such a sour mood?” he cooed as he dug into the bag with his sweaty, filthy hands. 

You cringed at the sight but you knew your brother, even if you had told him to wash his hands he’d never listen. 

“You’re really asking me that? After making me sit 2 hours in this heat with nothing to do, you really don’t know why I’m in a shitty mood?” you asked sarcastically. 

“It wasn’t that bad, was it? You got to see Jungkook being all sporty.” Jimin teased.

You flushed red and resisted the urge to smack his arm only because it was sweaty and gross. “Shut up, fool.” you said embarrassed. 

Jimin laughed and bit into his burger, strands of lettuce falling out of his mouth and sticking to his sweaty chin. 

“Don’t worry, y/n. I’d never let you date him anyway.”

You turned to him and looked at him worriedly, “You wouldn’t?”

“Yeah, he’s not right for you. He’s a good friend of mine but I just can’t have him dating my sister. My friends are off-limits.”

You rolled your eyes, staring ahead of you. “And you just had to be the popular kid.”

“Are you telling me that you-”

“No! No I don’t like him.” you you cut him off quickly.

Jimin looked at you quizzically before turning back to his burger, chomping at it.

“If you say so, sis.” he shrugged. 

You sighed and leaned back against your seat, fanning yourself with a notebook that you had pulled out of your bag. You knew you looked like a mess right now, and sometimes you wondered how, although sweaty and not at all composed, that your brother could still manage to avoid looking like a melted snowman. 

“Can I steal a fry?” you heard an all too familiar voice. 

You snapped your head to look at the intruder of you and your brother’s sibling bubble. Of course it was Jeon Jungkook. 

“I’m hungry.” Jimin complained. 

You gulped, shifting in your seat and trying not to make eye contact. But somehow Jungkook’s eyes lured yours to meet his, because when you looked up, he was staring at you. 

“You know it’s really nice of your sister to bring you lunch.” Jungkook said raising an eyebrow. 

You smiled kindly at Jungkook and then glared at your brother. 

“At least someone’s appreciative. You didn’t even thank me, dumb butt.” 

“Thank you, y/n. You’re the best, you know that? Come, let me give you a hug.” he said as he set his burger down and moved his sweaty arms to try and trap you.

You squealed and protested as Jimin laughed evilly. You could see Jungkook smiling amused from the corner of your eye but that wasn’t important now. You had to get away from the sweaty beast you called your brother. 

“Jimin I swear to god I’ll spray paint your dance shoes pink!” you threatened as you held your bag in front of you as a shield. 

“You wouldn’t dare.” he said dramatically. 

“For god’s sakes, hyung, leave the poor girl alone. She brought you lunch, I wish I had someone to do that for me.” Jungkook called out. 

“Yeah, listen to your friend, oppa, please.” you begged. 

Jimin’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. He sat back in his seat making you release a sigh of relief. 

“I don’t know what you did to my sister, JK, but she hasn’t called me oppa in 12 years.” Jimin told his friend. 

Jungkook smirked, his gaze shifting over to you with a small glint in his eye. 

“Guess I just have that effect on her.”

You had never turned so red in your life. 

“Eat your damn burger.” you grumbled at your brother and you earned a small chuckle from Jungkook. 

“Are we still on for later?” Jimin asked.

“Yeah, we are. Would your sister like to join us?” Jungkook asked looking at you. 

He was smart not to use your name. In Jimin’s eyes, you and Jungkook hadn’t met before. 

“Where are you guys going?” you asked curiously. 

“A few of us are going to Starbucks to chill. I asked you if you wanted to join, remember?” Jimin said. 

“Oh yeah, no thanks. I wouldn’t wanna intrude.” you smiled slightly at Jungkook. 

“You wouldn’t be intruding, we’ll be happy to have you. The team has been wanting to meet you for a really long time but Jimin-hyung never allowed it.” Jungkook said disapprovingly to him. 

“I never said no!” Jimin protested. 

“Yeah you did, we wanted you to bring her to the movies last month but you-”

“She was feeling unwell so I assumed she wouldn’t wanna join-”

“You can’t just assume, hyung. Your sister has her own opinions-”

“Oh shut up, since when were you so concerned about-”

“You shut up!”

“No you!”

“Jesus, guys quit it. I’ll come if that’s what you guys want.” you interrupted. 

The two ‘men’ rubbed the back of their necks embarrassed and you giggled softly at how cute Jungkook looked. 

“I can meet you at your last class and we can walk from there.” Jungkook suggested. 

“No, I’ll take her. What do you think your date will say when she sees you walking with another pretty girl?”

Date? You frowned slightly and your gaze flickered to Jungkook who’s facial expression held a mix of disgust and annoyance. 

Suddenly you weren’t so keen on going anymore. 

“You finish at 4 right? Second floor.” Jimin asked.

You nodded, and then stuffed your notebook in your bag, zipped it up and shrugged it on. 

“I gotta go now, I’ll see you guys later.” you said. 

You stepped past Jimin and came face to face with Jungkook. He moved slightly so you could get around him and he offered you a small smile to which you didn’t return. Jungkook frowned and watched as you exited the field and then turned to Jimin. 

“You gonna finish-”

“Oh for god sakes just have the fries.”

Jungkook’s date was a dare and he was forced to take her so yeet he def. likes u :D but you don’t know that yet so shhh

time skip

“Jungkook, could you order for us?” Namjoon asked. 

Jungkook nodded and pulled out his phone to open the notes app. He handed his phone to his ‘date’ to enter hers. 

“Don’t you know my regular, babe?” she asked obnoxiously. 

“I don’t, just write it down.” Jungkook sighed.

There was a visible frown on her face as she typed her order into his phone. In the meantime, you sat there as awkward as a potato. 

“So y/n, it’s so nice to meet you. Jimin never told me he had such a beautiful sister.” Taehyung said smiling from next to you. 

He was really cute, and he had cheeks that you wished you could pinch but sadly that was very inappropriate. 

“It’s nice to meet you guys too.” you replied giggling softly. 

Jungkook sent Taehyung a death stare mouthing the words “mine” but Taehyung shrugged it off. 

“y/n, would you like to be my date for the next Starbucks outing?” Taehyung asked shamelessly. 

You were surprised that Jimin hadn’t said anything, but you didn’t mind. You blushed slightly and looked at Taehyung. 

“Depends. Give me pros and cons.” you challenged. 

Taehyung laughed and took your hand in his. “Pros, I’m handsome, funny, and I’m very romantic.” he said as he lifted your hand to place a kiss on top. 

Jungkook was practically fuming at this point. 

Also, you were really pink by now. 

“Cons, he snores and releases fart bombs in his sleep.” Yoongi cut in. 

“Hyung!” Taehyung whined. 

Everyone laughed, except Jungkook. “I think that’s cute.” you said smiling cheekily. 

“Not as cute as you.”

“y/n, your order.” Jungkook snapped. You didn’t realise he was standing right in front of you and shoving his phone into your face. 

“Oh, I don’t really drink Starbucks so I don’t know what’s good here.” you said taking the phone from him. 

“My drink’s good! The matcha latte is nice. We can share.” Taehyung offered. 

“Oh, sure.” you replied smiling. 

You turned to Jungkook and you were slightly taken aback with his foul expression. 

“I’ll share with Tae, thanks.” you said politely. 

“Tae?” he asked and then scoffed. “Yeah, fine.”

“Babe I think I’ll share with you instead!” Jungkook’s date piped in. 

“Yeah, no.” Jungkook replied before storming off to the counter. 

“Is...he okay?” you asked. 

“Jungkook’s unpredictable, but don’t worry about it, it’s probably nothing.” Jimin shrugged. 

You were about to say something but Taehyung was already asking you questions. 

After an hour of talking and drinking sugary drinks you decided to go to the bathroom. 

“Don’t take too long.” Taehyung whined and you smiled. 

“Unfortunately for you, Tae, girls pee longer than guys.”

“Yeah we have better aim, plus we don’t have to sit.” Jimin said. 

“But we have to stand next to each other while we pee.” Yoongi added.

You left before the conversation got any more wild. After you were done with your business you washed your hands and stepped outside. When you looked up you got slightly startled by Jungkook standing there with his arms crossed and his tongue poking out from the inside of his cheek. He was pissed. 

“Hey.” you greeted awkwardly. 

“It’s gotta stop.” he said suddenly. His fiery gaze on you.

“W-What’s gotta stop?” you asked feeling slightly intimidated. 

Jungkook stepped closer to you, cornering you against the wall. He placed one hand on the wall beside your head and the other on your waist firmly. Your breath hitched when his lips made contact with your neck. 

“Can Taehyung make you feel like this?” he growled lowly. 

He sank his teeth into your sensitive flesh making you whimper. Your hand instinctively went up to tangle in his hair. 

“Can he make you feel this good?” 

Jungkook kissed all the way to the underside of your jaw leaving multiple marks. 

“Do you need a little reminder baby? Hm? Do I need to show you again? How amazing I can make you feel?”

You moaned softly when he pressed his hips against yours. He held your chin between his fingers and pulled your face closer to kiss you feverishly. It’s been so long since you felt his touch, it made you weak in the knees. 

“Jungkook.” you gasped. 

His fingers slipped under the hem of your shirt and started to trace the bare skin near your waistline. 

“Just say the words, baby, and I’m all yours.” he rasped into your ear. 

You closed your eyes and let your head fall back against the wall. You craved his touch. You craved more. He was making you feel so weak, and he hadn’t done anything yet. 

He placed another soft yet stimulating kiss just below your ear. You groaned and latched your hands onto the back of his neck and tugged him closer with so much force he practically fell onto you. His lips crashed onto yours and his hands started travelling across your body in a way that made you feel so good. Jungkook picked you up, supporting your weight from the bottom of your thighs and stumbled into the restroom careful not to run into anything. He placed you down onto the sink counter and locked the door, quickly returning to you. 

“You really thought you could flirt with him like that and get away with it?” 

Jungkook’s hands slowly moved up your thighs closer and closer to where you felt the heat pooling. You panted as you tried to lift his shirt over his head but he tutted. 

“I’ve gotta have my way with you first, babygirl.”

Jungkook removed your top and he was just about to unclasp your bra when a knock was heard. 

“I HAD TOO MUCH COFFEE AND IT’S URGENT.” you heard Taehyung yell. 

You stifled your laughter and Jungkook groaned, cussing a little. 

He turned to you and smiled sheepishly, his previous dominating demeanor vanished. 

“We’ll continue this later.” he said handing you your shirt. 

“Jungkook? Who are you talking to? Will you hurry the fuck up I need to piss.” Taehyung hissed. 

Jungkook rolled his eyes at his friend and helped you off the counter. 

“You’re mine, remember that princess.” he said placing one last kiss onto your lips before unlocking the door. 

Jungkook stepped out and held your hand, pulling you out with him. Taehyung froze and examined your flustered states. 

“I guess you really meant it when you said she was taken.” Taehyung mumbled in shock. 

“Better get in there before you pee in your pants.” Jungkook teased. 

Taehyung scowled and wasted no more time. You giggled and turned to Jungkook who was now smiling fondly at you, still holding your hand. 

“I’m sorry I never reached out after...you know.” he said. 

You shook your head, “Well I didn’t either so we’re even.”

“I really like you. Like, really really like you. Like really really really really-”

“Okay, I get it.” you laughed, making him flash his bunny smile. 

“I really like you too. Really times ten.” you said cheekily.

Jungkook placed his hands on your waist to pull you to his chest. He leaned down to kiss you softly on the lips. You tip toed, holding onto the back of his neck for support to push your lips against his to deepen the kiss. 

“I think the ladies room isn’t occupied.” Jungkook muttered breathlessly against your lips. 

“I’m down.” you smiled, squealing as he picked you up again and carried you into the room. 

extra

“I told you my friends were off-limits!” Jimin complained. 

“Jimin, pleasee? I really like him.” you protested. 

Jimin scowled at Jungkook who was leaning against the door so that he’d have a head start if Jimin ever charged at him. 

“Did you sleep together?” Jimin asked. 

“Um....t-that’s none of your business.” you said. 

“Oh my god, you did. I swear Jeon, if you weren’t my friend I would have found a deadly spider and I would have shoved it down your pants.” Jimin snapped. 

“Oppa, please.” you begged as you tugged on his shirt sleeve. 

“Don’t you go all ‘oppa’ on me.” Jimin grumbled. 

“I swear I’ll bring you lunch during every practice and I’ll do your laundry for the whole month and I’ll give you my Marvel figurine collection.” you offered.

Jungkook’s and Jimin’s eyes widened at the mention of your figurines. 

“y/n, that’s a bit much, baby-” Jungkook tried to reason. 

“Don’t baby her! I’ll kill you!” Jimin exclaimed. 

“Jiminnnnnn~” you whined. 

You looked at your brother with puppy eyes and he tried to stare back at you but you were his cute little sister so he gave in. 

He sighed and wrapped his arms around you, “Only because I love you, y/n.”

You shouted in victory and hugged your brother tight. 

“You know I was joking about the figurines right?”

“Yeah I’m not stupid, y/n.”

You laughed and pulled away from him and Jimin smiled down at you. You turned to Jungkook and held out your hand for him to take.

Jungkook cautiously stepped closer, not taking his eyes of of Jimin. Slowly he took your hand in his and stood in front of your brother.

Jungkook smiled sweetly at him and Jimin only squinted his eyes at your new boyfriend. 

“Hyung, you know I love you right?” Jungkook said smiling. 

Jimin sighed, “Fine, at least you’re better than Taehyung.”

“I think Taehyung’s sweet.” you said. 

Jungkook turned to look at you, “What was that, babygirl? You wanna say that again?”

You smirked, “He’s sweet.”

Jungkook bit his lip as he stared you down and you teasingly smiled back at him. 

“I guess one time wasn’t enough...” he said tracing your cheekbone with his finger. 

“Guys.” Jimin called. 

“Hm?” you and Jungkook hummed in unison. 

“Get out.”

[ddaengtears]

Leader-President-Ruler of the World

Kim Namjoon

[kissingnamjoon]

NAMJOON’S NOSE APPRECIATION POST

ok idk bout you guys but I think Namjoon has the most adorable, boopable lil nose???? look at this lil shit and his perfect nose

his nose even has a good side profile what the FUCK kim namjoon

ok namjoon with ur cute ass nose 

*boops nose*

*boops nose again*

such a cute lil nose :’(

this is actually my icon do u see why its bc of the NOSE

professional lil nose

*mega boops nose*

why does his nose look cute from any angle how is this possible

In conclusion, I love namjoons lil boopable nose ok!!!!!!!!!!

[bangtanseuphoria]

Such a cutie ;)

[letswritebangtan]

132 with namjoon😊 please 💟

“For the millionth time, y/n,” Namjoon groaned. 

“Why not?” you huffed, tugging onto his right arm. 

“I was piss drunk when I said that and you know better than to take me seriously when I’m drunk,” he complained. 

“You promised me, Joon.”

Namjoon was starting to regret ever agreeing to the after-party of last night’s award show. He insisted on staying sober so that he could keep an eye on all the boys to make sure they weren’t stepping out of line but curse Jin for daring him to drown a whole pitcher of beer. It wasn’t a wise decision, especially for someone like Namjoon, but leaders make mistakes. And now he had to face the consequences. 

“Just one round,” you pleaded. 

“We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk. I have to get to the studio, so I’ll see you at 7 for dinner, okay? I love you, take care,” he said as he gathered his things and tried to leave. 

You huffed and grumbled and protested but eventually, Namjoon slipped out of the apartment, leaving you with a deck of cards and no one to play strip poker with. Just then you heard your phone ring, seeing Taehyung on the caller ID, you answered. 

“Hello?” you sighed. 

“y/nnn, why so sad?” he asked noticing your tone. 

“Hm, it’s nothing. So why’d you call?”

“Oh just wondering where Namjoon hyung was. He’s late and I tried calling him but he isn’t answering,” Taehyung explained. 

“Oh, he’s on his way. He just left the house,” you mumbled, stomping sulkily up the stairs to your room. 

“Aw, y/n, come on, tell me what’s wrong. Was it Namjoon?” he asked. 

“He broke a promise,” you huffed. 

“Oh, that’s not fair. What was the promise?”

“He said he’d play strip poker with me. But today he said he wouldn’t,” you grumbled.

You heard Taehyung laughing on the other end of the line. “Let me guess, he said that when we were all drunk yesterday, right?”

“Yeah, and now he says that he was drunk so it’s not counted or some bullshit and he leaves for the studio,” you complained. 

“Well, a promise is a promise….” Taehyung said. 

“Yeah well it isn’t gonna happen I guess,” you said as you flopped onto your bed. 

“Tell you what, I’ll call Namjoon hyung and talk to him. I’ll also tell the boys that recording is off for today,” he said. 

“You can do that?” you asked surprised. 

“Well, if I tell the boys all Namjoon has to do is go home and play some strip poker, they’re gonna laugh so hard and will most probably let it slide.”

“Won’t Namjoon kill you if he finds out you told them about this?” you asked giggling softly. 

“Ah, he’ll get over it. Now shoo, I need to call him,” he ushered. 

“You shoo,” you retorted. 

You could hear him rolling his eyes and it made you laugh. “Okay, bye Tae. Thanks for the help.”

“No problem at all, y/n.”

You rolled around in bed for about twenty minutes just scrolling through Instagram and watching videos. Then you heard the door slam open and you sat up in shock, rushing to the door of your bedroom. You saw Namjoon running up the stairs and he stopped momentarily when he saw you. The two of you had a staring contest for ten seconds before Namjoon stepped forward and dragged you into the room and made you sit on the bed. He then pulled out a deck of cards and started shuffling. 

“Namjoon-”

“You wanted to play strip poker, y/n?” he asked amused. 

You went speechless for a while, before trying to say something again. 

“Why are-”

“Let’s play.”

So, halfway into the game, you were left with your shirt and underwear on and Namjoon, well, he was winning. He had only taken a sock off. One damn sock. 

“This isn’t fair!” you exclaimed. 

“We’re playing strip poker just like you wanted, babe. What’s not fair?” he asked teasingly. 

“You’ve only taken off one sock. And it’s been an hour.”

“I’m playing fair and square aren’t I?”

“Nope, you’re cheating and I know it.”

“y/n, I didn’t drop my work at the studio to come home and cheat at strip poker.”

“Can you at least take your shirt off?” you pleaded. 

“You gotta win first, sweetheart.”

You groaned in exasperation. “Okay, you win. No more strip poker,” you huffed as you took your shorts from beside you and began putting them on. 

“No don’t put those on! Okay tell you what, let’s spice things up. Bonus round, loser strips completely bare, and the winner decides what to do with the loser. Deal?” he asked.

“Oh, hell no, Joon. You’re gonna win and then it just isn’t gonna get any better-”

“Don’t be a sore loser, baby,” he teased. 

“What did you just call me?”

“A sore loser.”

“Grab your cards, Joon. We’ll see who’s the sorest loser of them all,” you challenged. 

And in the next round, who won? 

Actually, the both of you did. 

You ended up losing the round ahem sore loser ahaha im jk jk im the sore loser cuz no one laughs at my jokes :,)

And so you stripped bare and guess what Namjoon did? He teased you a whole lot, before lowering you onto your back and taking this chance to explore every inch of your skin aaand the end is self-explanatory wink wink. 

extra

“So who won?” Yoongi asked when Namjoon entered the studio the next day. 

“Can’t you tell? Look at those things on his neck, damn, she did all that?” Jungkook asked, earning a smack from Jin. 

“Shut up, you’re too young to talk about these kind of things.”

“I’m 21!” Jungkook exclaimed. 

“If you guys say another word, I’ll make sure you memorise inappropriate English phrases for your interviews and you won’t even know it,” Namjoon threatened. 

“Aw, someone’s shy-” Tae began. 

“Sex porny star is definitely known as shy in English, Tae,” Joon said smiling sarcastically. 

“I have a bad feeling about that,” Taehyung said skeptically. 

[letswritebangtan]

used | jeon jungkook

He looked so fine in his black leather jacket. It hugged his muscles and it laid on top of his plain white shirt, occasionally falling onto the toned skin of his stomach where his abs protruded. His tight black jeans hugged his small waist, the fabric ripped apart at the knees. His black boots knocked against the floor as he walked into the library, making all eyes turn to him, including yours. It was hard not to stare at this insanely handsome asshole you knew by the name of Jeon Jungkook. As much as you tried to convince yourself you didn’t like him, a small part of you craved the ‘bad boy’ part of him. 

When he turned his head to scan the area for empty seats, you quickly turned your attention back to your books. There was an empty seat next to you, and you were praying to god that he wouldn’t sit next to you. But then again, why would he? He was Jeon Jungkook, and you were just y/n. He probably didn’t know you existed, plus, he probably has his group of friends waiting for him to do a ‘group study’, which was probably just them making perverse jokes and talking really loudly. 

You had put some of your stuff on the table next to you, because the stupid education system decided that students needed tons of useless books that they had to carry around but literally almost never use them in class. You were just about to jot down something, when you heard and saw the chair next to you being pulled out. You looked up briefly, expecting it to be some other random student but Jeon Jungkook was no random student. 

“Hi,” he greeted, small smirk on his face. 

You stared at him blankly as he took a seat, pushing your stuff to one corner of the desk and placing his stuff right in front of him. 

“Mind if I sit?” he asked nonchalantly, taking a drink from his bottle of water. 

Of course he had one of those mineral water bottles. He was rich enough to spend a few bucks every day, and too lazy to commit to using one bottle. 

“What if I do mind?” you countered. 

He raised his eyebrows, amused at you. He gulped down the rest of his water and licked his lips, a sight to behold, and threw the bottle into the bin effortlessly. After making his shot, he turned to you, flicking his bangs out of his face. 

“Are you asking me to leave?”

You swallowed and looked at your books, not daring to look him in the eyes due to his intense gaze. 

“Not everyone wants you to stay,” you shrugged. 

Then you heard him laugh softly, making you spare him a glance. 

“You’re cute, y/n. Really cute,” he said boldly. 

You gaped at him slightly, an unbelievable expression on your face. 

“Okay first of all, don’t call me that. Second, how do you know my name? You haven’t been stalking me have you?”

“Me? Stalk you? Sweetheart, you aren’t invisible around here, you know?”

Sweetheart? You cringed at the use of his pet names. You knew he was only trying to sleep with you, it was what guys like Jeon Jungkook did. 

“Don’t call me that either. And what do you want from me? You’ve never acknowledged me for the three years I’ve been here, so why now?”

“Do I have to want something from you? I just want to enjoy your company, y/n.”

“Enjoy my company, huh? The girls you were with may have been incredibly stupid, but there are girls with some self-worth too, like me. So if you want nothing more than to sleep with me, that’s never going to happen, so I suggest you drop it,” you snapped. 

“Whoa, hey, calm down. It’s not fair if you jump to conclusions like that, honey,” he stated, raising his eyebrow in a challenging manner. 

“Are you saying I’m wrong?” you taunted him.

He inhaled, then licked his lips and sighed, “No, but-”

“That’s what I thought. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have better things to do than be your bait or whatever,” you sighed, standing up and gathering your things. 

“y/n, wait, you didn’t even let me speak,” he tried to reason. 

“Bad news, Jungkook, I don’t really wanna hear you speak,” you shrugged, pretending to be sorry, and then walked out of the library.

That was yesterday, and today Jungkook caught you somewhere else, the cafeteria at lunch. You were eating your meal peacefully, and you were alone that day because your friend’s had classes around your lunchtime. He seemed to know when to catch you in the right place and at the right time. 

“It was buy one free one, so here you go,” he said handing you a juice box. 

You looked at him skeptically and then at the juice. 

“So you’re trying to lure me in with juice boxes?” you joked, still accepting the offer though. 

“You’re not declining, right?” he said smirking. 

“Only because I never decline a free juice box. Also, aren’t you going to sit with your friends? They don’t look too happy, especially that girlfriend of yours,” you asked him.

He glanced over at his usual table, where his friends and their girlfriends were chatting away. Jungkook had a girlfriend, Mira, and she wasn’t the friendliest person, let’s just put it that way. She didn’t mess with you or anything, but she just had this popular girl aura that you tried to stay away from. And you were pretty sure she was cheating on Jungkook but you decided not to burst his bubble with information that could be false. Mira was glancing over at you and Jungkook, with a not so pleased expression on her face. 

“Well I want to sit with you,” he shrugged. 

“Your girlfriend is going to kill me in my sleep if you don’t stop talking to me,” you said taking a sip from the juice box. 

He chuckled, “She’s harmless.”

You raised an eyebrow at him and he did the same in response, also sipping from his juice box. The two of you ate lunch together, and talked a lot more than you expected to. Jungkook really wasn’t what he played to be. He was actually smart, he was very knowledgeable, very understanding, also really funny. He started making faces out of nowhere that almost made you spit out your fruit juice. You haven’t had someone who made you laugh like that in years. The two of you liked the same music, so you talked about your favourite bands. He also told you about his dancing and singing which you adored because you love a talented man. It was close to the end of lunch, so you and Jungkook emptied your trays and got ready to head to class. 

“Where’s your class at?” he asked, shrugging on his backpack. 

“Um, fifth floor I think,” you said.

“I’ll walk you.”

“Wait, where’s your class?” you asked. 

“Ground floor, why?”

“You’re going to walk up five flights of stairs and all the way down for nothing?” you questioned him. 

“Well it’s not for nothing, it’s for you,” he said. 

“You don’t need to, you know. I can walk up myself, it’ll save you a cardiac arrest,” you said smiling. 

He laughed, “Well unlike you, babe, I’m fit. Five flights of stairs is nothing.”

You gasped, “Excuse me? What was that?”

Jungkook continued to laugh as you smacked his arm. 

“Such an asshole,” you grumbled. 

“Don’t worry, y/n, I could always carry you,” he teased, a small smirk playing on his lips. 

You blushed and started to focus on climbing the stairs. “Shut up.”

You were surprised at how close you had gotten with Jungkook within a span of a few hours. Everything people said about him, he proved wrong to you. He was a dorky teenager, who was also extremely hot but, he was still a child at heart. You spent the next few months hanging out with Jungkook. The two of you didn’t make plans or anything, you just ended up bumping into each other and Jungkook would drag you here and there and you found yourself enjoying his company. You spent almost all your free time with Jungkook. And if you weren’t with him, you were texting him. He had this really bad habit of texting you while he was in class. He could never shut up about how class as boring and how he really wants bubble tea right now and you’d just laugh at him. 

You really liked Jungkook, he was the one person you loved being around no matter what, and he felt the same way. One day when you were at your locker, you felt a tap on your shoulder and you turned around, expecting it to be Jungkook but it was one of his friends instead. 

“Oh, hey Taehyung,” you said surprised. 

“Hey, y/n. Jungkook not with you today?” he asked as if it was normal for him to talk to you. 

You never spoke to Taehyung, not once in your life. He was one of Jungkook’s best friends, and he was also really good looking, they all are for some reason. 

“Um, he has English now, I’m meeting with him later. Why?” you replied. 

“Oh, cool. No, it’s just that I see you guys are really close all of a sudden. I was wondering what’s up with that,” he said, laughing slightly to get rid of the awkwardness. 

“Oh yeah, I mean, he’s a really nice guy and we just clicked I guess,” you shrugged, smiling softly. 

“Yeah, I can see that. You two look almost inseparable. But uh, look I’ll be honest with you, the real reason I came here was to give you a word of advice,” he said, looking at you worriedly. 

You frowned, “Advice on what?”

“Don’t buy it, y/n. Whatever Jungkook’s doing, it’s not real. He’s faking it,” he said. 

You scoffed, “What are you talking about?”

“He’s using you, y/n. He wants to make Mira jealous, they’ve been a little bit distant these past few months and he wanted to make her realise what she was missing. He doesn’t actually like you-”

“Taehyung,” you snapped. 

He looked at you, eyes slightly wide. “Yes?”

“I really don’t want to hear this right now, please. If Jungkook has something to tell me, he will. I trust him, he wouldn’t do something like this-”

“Well how would you know, y/n? You’ve known him for like what? Two months? I’ve known him seven years, and I know what’s going on between him and Mira. I’m telling you because you don’t deserve to be caught in the middle of their relationship. I want you to know the truth, y/n. Jungkook isn’t really your friend, he doesn’t have a crush on you, he probably uses all these pet names on you doesn’t he? He does that with everyone, y/n. Remember that time at lunch when Mira was glancing over at you two? He didn’t seem to mind, did he? He was happy she was glancing, he wanted her to look and you know that, y/n. You just don’t want to believe it,” Taehyung explained. 

It was all too much for you. You really believed that you and Jungkook had something, you thought that the two of you clicked. You didn’t expect him to love you back or anything, but you believed that he was your friend at least. It broke your heart to know that all the time you spent together was filled with lies.

“I just felt like you needed to know,” Taehyung sighed. 

You nodded, looking away. “Alright,” you whispered. 

You shut your locker and began walking to class. You still didn’t want to believe it, you really felt like Jungkook and you had something. So you decided to do something extremely stupid: play along. He was going to hurt you, and you knew that. The more time you spent with him the more you were going to fall in love with him and you knew that. If what Taehyung said was true, and Jungkook eventually left you used and broken for Mira you’d be crushed and you knew that. But you still went on with it. because u dumb im jk ur amazing <3

You entered the classroom and saw Jungkook sitting at your usual seats, his bag on your chair, reserving a spot for you. You sat down next to him and he smiled, tugging on a strand of your hair softly. 

“Hey, you look nice today. You curled your hair?” he asked. 

You faked a smile at him, “Yeah, I thought I’d try something new this morning. Does it suit me?”

“It does, it really does,” he agreed nodding. 

Class began and as much as you tried to make things seem normal between the two of you, it was hard. Weeks passed and Jungkook didn’t really suspect anything. He did at first, asking why you were slightly gloomier than usual and you lied, telling him it was the time of the month and he immediately understood. But that excuse could only go so far as a week. The two of you were walking back to campus after having lunch together like you usually do, and Jungkook was talking about how he never used training wheels in his life. 

“I just used my legs and off I went. Everyone was so shook, I felt so proud of myself,” he said laughing slightly.

Jungkook noticed that you were daydreaming and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“You okay, babe?” he asked. 

You looked at his slightly phased but then shrugged it off. 

“Yeah, I’m alright. And uh, you really shouldn’t call me that,” you said. 

He frowned, “Why not? I thought you were okay with it?”

“You have a girlfriend, Jungkook,” you reminded him. 

He sighed and looked away, “Yeah, I guess I do.”

You frowned, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Just then, Jungkook stopped in his tracks, making you stop with him. He saw Mira with another guy, the guy you figured she was cheating on Jungkook with. So you were right after all. She was being very flirtatious, and it was so obvious you cringed hard at the sight. She leaned forward to whisper something into the guy’s ear, and you felt Jungkook tense next to you. 

You looked at him to see that he was poking his tongue against the inside of his cheek. 

“Come on, Jungkook, let’s go,” you sighed, pulling at his arm. 

He refused to move, and just as you were about to tug again, Mira turned to face the two of you. Her eyes widened in amusement, and she whispered something to the guy before swaying on over. Just as she was halfway to the two of you, Jungkook reacted quickly. He grabbed your waist and tugged your body to his and smashed his lips onto yours forcefully. You gasped in surprise, and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue in. Kissing Jungkook felt so, so good. But you realised what he was doing. He was using you. He really was using you. 

In a flash, you pushed him off you harshly and swung your right hand until your palm hit him hard on the cheek resounding in a loud smack. Jungkook stumbled backwards, shocked as he clutched onto his left cheek. Your eyes started tearing and soon you were crying in front of him. You felt pathetic, sad, made use of, just like some rusty tool in an old box in the garage. 

“How dare you,” you spat. 

Mira was long gone by now, scampering off to her new boyfriend, you assumed. Jungkook tried to step forward but you only moved back. 

“y/n, I-I didn’t mean to, I wasn’t thinking, I’m so sorry-”

“Taehyung was right, oh, he was so right,” you snapped angrily, still crying. 

“I never should have trusted you. I knew, I knew the moment you sat next to me in that stupid old library that all of this was a lie.”

Jungkook’s face held so many expressions, guilt, sadness, regret. He felt so angry at himself, he knew this was a stupid thing to do and yet he did it, and he hurt you in the process. 

“y/n, no, that’s not true. Listen to me, please,” he begged. 

“I’m never talking to you again-I never want to see you again,” you muttered. 

“Fuck, no, y/n don’t-don’t end this, I made a really stupid mistake and I can’t let you go because of it,” he pleaded.

“You don’t really have a choice,” you huffed before turning on your heel and storming off. 

Jungkook was ready to chase after you but he felt a pair of hands pushing him back. 

“Don’t,” Taehyung said sternly. 

“Hyung,” Jungkook tried to protest. 

“She needs space. You hurt her real bad and the least you can do is give her some time for herself.”

Jungkook took his elder’s advice, and decided to do the right thing for once. The next few days, you didn’t show up for class because you felt terrible. You had a really bad headache, and you felt constantly tired. When you felt a little better, you were like the flash, zooming in and out of campus, making sure no one noticed you. It wasn’t for long before you ran into Jungkook, or more like he purposely went to see you.

“I have to tell you the truth, y/n,” he persisted, holding onto your wrist so you wouldn’t leave. 

“Jungkook, if you don’t let me go this instant, I will scream my lungs out, I really will,” you threatened. 

Jungkook hesitantly let your arm go, and you immediately walked off. 

It happened many times, but he never stopped trying to convince you. 

“I’m just going to keep coming back, so you might as well hear what I have to say,” he huffed.

“You won’t. One day you’ll stop and you’ll realise how much of a selfish prick you were, and then you’ll give up on me and you’ll move on to some other whore and you’ll probably make use of her too, because that’s all you ever do, right?”

“y/n,” he snapped, slightly angry now. 

“I don’t know if you’ve experienced it before Jungkook, and honestly I really hope you haven’t, but it really hurts when the person that you love, hurts you. Especially in the way that you did.”

Jungkook looked at you, regret in his gaze. He knew he had to do something much more than just walk up to you and get you to stay. For the next few days, you didn’t see Jungkook anywhere. You were kind of upset, because you thought he’d still fight for you. smh girls r so confusing

Then on a Friday evening, when you had just gotten home and showered and prepared the sofa with blankets and pillows and you had netflix on, you heard the door bell ring. You answered it quickly, wanting to get rid of the person who was disturbing your movie night, but then you saw Jungkook. 

He was holding a big bag of mcdonald’s which smelt amazing, and in the other hand a small but really pretty bouquet of flowers. You raised your eyebrow in amusement at his selection of gifts. 

“Don’t chase me off this time, please y/n. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t care about you, I don’t want to throw away the best two months I’ve ever had. Please?” he begged.

You sighed and nodded, it was about time you heard what he had to say. 

“Um, these are for you, by the way,” he said sheepishly. 

You took them from him and then kicked the door open with your foot. 

“Come inside,” you said, surprising him. 

He fumbled with his shoes, kicking them off and then entering your home. He closed the door quietly and took a look around. You put the food and the flowers on the table, and then sat down on the couch. 

He bit his lip and cleared his throat. “M-may I?” he asked, pointing to the sofa. 

You nodded in approval and Jungkook sat down, careful to maintain some space between the two of you, but sitting close enough to be able to put his message across in a way that you could hopefully feel and sense his regret.

“I know what I did was messed up,” he started. “And that was a really shitty thing to do. I shouldn’t have done that, I was selfish and angry and I was not thinking straight,” he firmly stated, clasping his hands together and pressed them against his knee. 

“But my intention was never to use you. I swear, I really liked you from the beginning, y/n,” he said sincerely, looking into your eyes. 

“Mira was....well in all honestly, she was a bitch. And I was stupid to ever go out with her. I knew she was cheating on me, and I didn’t feel as hurt as I thought I would, because I kinda saw it coming. And that’s when I saw you, y/n. The first time I saw you, was during math. The teacher praised you for being the intellectual person that you are, it’s one of the things I love about you. That was when I noticed this quiet, shy and beautiful girl in my math class. Before I knew it I was falling for you, y/n. You had no idea how much courage it took me to come and sit next to you in the library. I was really worried you wouldn’t like me, and you didn’t,” he paused to let out a small breathy laugh. 

“But I knew I had to make you see the real me, and I was thrilled to find out that you did actually like spending time with me. The whole two months with you was like....some sort of fantasy, I know it sounds cheesy but it’s true. I forgot about everything else, I forgot about Mira, because all that mattered to me was you. When I saw her the other day I, I wasn’t jealous, y/n. I was just pissed. I was angry that she could just do whatever she wanted and could get away with it. So I let my anger take over me and I kissed you to make her have a taste of her own medicine. But that was dumb, I shouldn’t have kissed you without asking, heck, I shouldn’t have done anything except walk away.”

Jungkook slowly reached over and took your hand in his, and you relaxed, and you let him. 

“I know I can’t turn back time and change anything, as much as I wanted our first kiss to be special, but I would really love to redo it. I-If you would too?” he asked hopefully. 

You stared at him for a while, as he nervously bit his lip. 

Then you exhaled, and finally spoke.

“Yeah, I guess you were an asshole, but, you coming over here with food enough for two and a bunch of my favourite flowers, and you professing your undying love for me,” you teased, making him smile. 

“I guess I could forgive you,” you hummed.

Jungkook cupped your cheek and leaned closer, smiling. 

“You could?” he asked.

“I will,” you said breathily before your lips met his. 

This time, the kiss felt right. Everything about Jungkook felt right. At that moment when his fingers were grasping your waist and your hands were tangled in his hair and your tongues were caressing each other, all of it felt just right, more right that anything with him had ever been.