as the sunlight slowly began to ebb into the room, between the gaps of the curtains like golden ribbons, jungkook rolled over. a groan escaped his recently pierced lips, furrowing his eyebrows before wrapping an arm around your waist.
he had come home last night after two gruelling months of working undercover. being a cop was less than easy, and it seemed like the more he excelled, the more expectations there were of him to perform.
after graduating from police academy almost 3 years ago, jeon jungkook was just a young but strong-minded man, eager to make a dent in the system and to change things for the better. to protect the people he loved, and the people who deserved more than to be fucked over by the system.
and now, after meeting you along the way, after setting his reluctance aside - that he could never be in a relationship and be a good cop - he was content.
his eyes were still closed, partly because he didn’t want to accept the fact that the morning had arrived. he didn’t want to leave you to go to work either, and he certainly didn’t want to wake up, if it meant that the night you two shared mere hours ago was simply a perfect dream.
but alas, reality was beginning to hit him, and he knew that his boss would start to leave him texts if he wasn’t out the door and at the police precinct within 45 minutes for his case briefing.
oh well, five minutes never hurt anyone, right?
his hand slipped over the blanket that covered you, pulling you into his hard chest slowly at the risk of accidentally waking you up. pressing a delicate kiss to your shoulder, a goofy smile made its way to his face. your back was pressed against his chest, and now, one hand moved to readjust the blanket around you so you wouldn’t feel cold.
momentarily, your boyfriend hesitated, pursing his lips together before dipping his face down in the crook of your neck to press delicate kisses to your bare skin. the hickies he had left last night upon your body reminded him of just how badly he had missed you during his trip, and how each day without waking up next to you was utter agony.
as he sighed against your neck, ready to let you rest so he could start his day, you stirred in your sleep, one eye peaking open as your arms wrapped around jungkook’s neck.
“baby?” you whispered, a soft smile finding your lips as you yawned out the second syllable.
jungkook’s hair was a mess as he used his elbows to crawl up to you, kissing your forehead gently before caressing your cheek.
“slept well, princess?” he wondered, fingers continuing to stroke your cheek lazily as he smiled down at you endearingly. he wanted to make sure you knew he was here for you, so he turned over on his back to pull you into his chest. his fingers soon tangled through your hair tenderly as he let you wake up at your own pace, deciding that his boss would just have to wait on him.
you felt more important to him than that unfinished case briefing.
and when he felt your nod to his answer, he hummed almost proudly, his other hand rubbing along the curve of your back as your body moulded against his comfortably.
“i didn’t go too rough last night, did i?” he whispered, letting your arms drape around his neck yet again as his found your waist. he waited patiently for your answer, looking down at you fondly as you whined.
regardless of whether or not he was a cop, this was too much interrogation for the morning.
and as your whines settled, he squeezed your waist apologetically, nosing your hair as breathy chuckles escaped him.
“never,” you reassured, pressing your cheek against his shoulder. tracing the recent addition of ink against his bicep made you smile, realising that your boyfriend was finally next to you after many bitter weeks of having to make do with quick texts and even quicker phone calls.
his work was demanding, and it often led to him having to leave you behind, much to your dismay.
but the days that he was here made it all feel worth it. you knew he was the one, and he definitely felt the same about you.
your hand moved up to brush his hair back, planting soft kisses to his nose before focusing your attention back on him as he cupped your cheeks.
“hungry?” he wondered, hands moving down to rub your bare arms as you sat up. he soon followed suit, drawing you into his lap as he rested his chin against the top of your head.
“you’ve got work soon,” you reminded him, rolling your eyes playfully as his hands found their way to your thighs, kissing tenderly along the length of your neck.
“i just worked two months for those fuckers,” he reasoned. clearly, he had better plans, and the way his fingers were now gripping your waist as he pressed a longing kiss to your lips confirmed that.
“kook,” you whined, pushing his chest softly. you didn’t want to be the reason of his lateness, regardless of how tempting it was to just make out with him all morning.
and after he pressed another firm kiss to your lips, he let go of you reluctantly, smiling down at you as he continued to run his hands up and down your sides.
you were met with his loving gaze, and he tucked your hair behind your ear before he spoke.
“you make the mornings more bearable,” he whispered, squeezing your hips gently before rolling you over so he could hover over you. as a dreamy smile found him again, he planted kisses up your body and all over your face, all while shuffling off the mattress.
“make everything worth it,” he continued, slipping his hands towards yours to plant kisses across your knucles.
and as much as he really didn’t want to leave you to go to work again, he dipped his head down to peck your upper lip, chuckling before slipping one of his rings into your smaller hands.
“promise i’ll be back, back before my pretty baby misses me.”
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Prompt: Call
Member: BamBam x Reader
AU: Policeman!AU
Word Count: 1648
Requested literally months ago by fortheloveoftaemin. I think I re-wrote this about 4 times because it was just such a good prompt and I wanted to get it right. Hope you enjoy it~
It all began last week when there was a break in at your work. It was a small shop, and only the money from the cash register was taken, but you were still annoyed that it had happened. You were standing a safe distance away from the building, talking with a coworker when a police car drove up.
You looked over, expecting an old, worn out man but instead, you caught your breath when a handsome, young police man came out. He was absolutely stunning and you instinctively grabbed your coworkers hand while staring at the young man before you.
He had dyed, silver hair and big brown eyes that looked like they were sparkling. Although he was wearing the same navy uniform as the rest of the policemen, his was tight and form fitting, accentuating his long legs and slender figure. You briefly glanced at the gun and handcuffs on the side of his hips and had to stop your mind from wandering.
“Oh my god, who is that?” you whispered to your coworker. When you spoke, you realized you hadn’t been breathing for a bit and your heart beat raced in your chest.
“I think he’s the new police officer in town that everyone’s been raving about,” your coworker said. “He’s super cute,” she added, giggling lightly. You nodded in agreement, your eyes never leaving the young policeman who was now talking with your boss. You continued to stare until they suddenly both turned in your direction. You immediately looked back at your coworker who was smiling knowingly.
“They’re coming over. Don’t do anything stupid,” she said, winking to which you bit your lip hard to keep from squealing.
“Excuse me, are you Y/N Y/L/N?” a voice asked. You turned around and found yourself face to face with the officer you had just been staring at. He was even more handsome up close and you could see how beautifully tan his skin was. The slight curve of his lips made your heart pound hard and you found yourself tongue tied. There was a moment of silence that you spent staring at his face until you realized that he had just asked you a question.
“Oh! Yes, yea, that’s me…I’m Y/N…that’s my name…” you trailed off, feeling the heat rise to your face. You wanted to smack yourself but just gave a nervous smile instead.
“I’m BamBam, nice to meet you,” the young man said, offering you his hand with a big smile. You found yourself grinning and took his hand, shaking it and making sure not to hold on too long, but relishing in the feeling of touching him.
“The manager was just telling me that you were the first one to come in today and see the break in,” BamBam said, glancing at the shop. “Did you see anyone around the shop that looked suspicious? Or did you see anything else that might have been a little…off?” he asked. You took a breath and reminded yourself that this was serious.
“No, I just came to work as usual and the door was open. The lock was broken, but everything else in the shop seemed intact. The cash register was open and completely empty, but I’m pretty sure that was the only thing they took,” you said, struggling not to stare at BamBam for too long. He was jotting the things you said down on a piece of paper and then looked up at you, nodding.
“Alight, thank you for your time,” he said, giving you a small smile and putting the pad of paper away. You suddenly realized that he was about to leave so you said the first thing that came to your mind.
“It was kind of scary,” you blurted out, lying through your teeth. Again, you wanted to smack yourself for being so stupid, but BamBam just gave you another smile and nodded.
“I’m sure it was. But don’t worry, if anything happens like this again, feel free to call the station and we’ll send someone over,” he said, giving you a reassuring look. You felt your heart skip a beat and you gave him a smile, thanking him and watching as he left.
Since that meeting, you had called the police once, just to see BamBam. You had learned from your friend, whose father was in the police force, that BamBam’s shifts were usually in the morning. This worked in your favor because you were always picking up morning shifts at your work.
The first time you had called him had been three days after the break in. You had heard strange noises in the alleyway and were scared at first, but then you found out that it was just a family of stray alley cats.
However, this didn’t stop you from calling the police and asking for someone to be sent over because you ‘thought the burglar was back’. Fortunately, your friend had given you accurate information and you were able to see BamBam once again.
When he told you it was just a few cats, you feigned surprise, but then told him that you were grateful he came anyways. He had smiled and told you to call any time you needed anything. Better to be safe than sorry, he had said.
At first you felt a little guilty about calling him for no reason, but your town was so small and boring that you didn’t think he was missing very much. And you knew that, since he was new, he was probably itching for an excuse to not do paperwork at the office anyways.
Now, you glanced at the clock and bit your lip, tapping the phone in your hand impatiently. You mentally berated yourself for what you had done, but you couldn’t help yourself.
You had to see him again.
You had been working in the shop when suddenly one of the lights caught on fire. You had fairly easily blown the fire out with the fire extinguisher, but you still convinced yourself to call the police.
So there you were, sitting outside your shop with your cell phone in your hand, staring down at the fire extinguisher in front of you, wondering why you couldn’t just bring yourself to ask the man out.
“Hey Y/N,” a voice said, pulling you from your thoughts. BamBam was walking over to you, wearing the same uniform he always did with a big smile on his face. When was he ever not smiling. “Got your call and came right away! Did you manage to put out the fire?” he asked.
The butterflied began to dance in your stomach at the sound of his voice and any worries you had before washed away with his presence.
“Oh, yea I put it out,” you said, picking up the fire extinguisher. “But the light was sparking and I don’t really know if I should go back inside or stay out here or…” you trailed off, trying to make the situation seem a bit more dire than it really was. You weren’t lying, it had been sparking. Until you sprayed half a bottle of fire extinguisher on it.
“Let me check it out,” BamBam said, smiling at you and walking into the shop. After a few moments, he came out again with his pad and pencil.
“Is it okay?” you asked, curiously.
“Yea, it’s stopped sparking so it should be fine,” BamBam chirped, jotting something down. “I’ll let my boss know and hopefully we can send someone over to inspect it and make sure the rest of the lights are okay,” he added, closing his pad.
“Thank you for coming,” you said. “I know I’m probably annoying you with all the calls and everything, but I appreciate you being here,” you added, hurriedly, avoiding his gaze. BamBam let out a small laugh that sounded sweeter than anything you had ever heard.
“Of course! That’s my job after all,” he said, nodding at you.
You nodded back and prepared yourself to say goodbye, but BamBam just continued to stand in front of you, looking at the shop. You wondered why he wasn’t leaving but you refused to say anything. You never got enough time with him as it was, and if he decided to stand there all day, you would be more than happy to stand there with him.
“But, it was a pretty early call,” BamBam said, looking at you with a look that you didn’t quite know. “So I haven’t had my morning cup of coffee yet. Would you care to join me to get some?” he asked.
You felt your heart stop in your chest and your mouth dropped a bit. You were speechless for a few moments as you tried to assess your thoughts. Did he just ask you out? Did he actually want to spend time with you? Did he really like you too? Was coffee considered a date? WHAT WAS HAPPENING?
“YES!” you exclaimed, halfway between a shout and a scream. BamBam looked surprised and you quickly closed your mouth and awkwardly coughed. “I mean…yea sure, I’d love to go with you,” you said, a bit more softly and sweetly, feeling a blush spread across your face. BamBam grinned at you and clapped his hands together.
“Perfect! Let’s take my car. We can go faster that way,” he said, giggling and motioning for you to follow him. You felt like you were in a dream and stood still on the sidewalk, staring at his back. After a week and a half of doing absolutely nothing but thinking of ways to see him again, you were finally going to get to know him better.
“I love you,” you whispered quietly under your breath. BamBam turned around and lifted his eyebrows.
“Sorry, did you say something?” he asked, causing you to quickly walk over to him and giggle nervously.
