Glitch {Jjk- one shot}
Summary: You told your fiancé his life was easy. He said the same about yours. The universe took it personally.
Genre: Comedy • Romance • Body Swap • Slice of Life
Warning:- Sex ( with swap body , means you gonna fuck him), rough language. Fighting, Crying, After warmth, Apologies
A/n : This is my first ever fic so please go easy on me , also if there's some mistake please let me know as the smut part was too confusing to write , please do share your thoughts , thankyou
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The mountain of laundry on the bed seemed to grow higher the longer you stared at it. You let out a heavy sigh, smoothing down one of Jungkook’s oversized black hoodies before folding it into a neat square. Your shoulders ached from a relentless day, and all you wanted was to crawl under the covers and sleep for a week.
The click of the front door lock broke the silence of the apartment. Before you could even turn around, a pair of muscular arms wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling your back flush against his chest.
Jungkook buried his face into the crook of your neck, "Missed you," he murmured, You smiled faintly, leaning into him for a brief second. "Missed you too. How was—"
Your sentence cut short as Jungkook shifted his weight, pressing his bulge firmly against your ass. His intentions were crystal clear. "Let's do sex," he whispered against your ear, his voice dropping into that smooth, seductive tone he knew usually melted your defenses. "Right now. Forget the clothes."
You closed your eyes, feeling a wave of sheer exhaustion crash over you instead of arousal. "Jungkook, please, not tonight," you said softly, trying to gently pry his hands off your hips. "I'm completely exhausted. My brain is fried and my body hurts."
Instead of letting go, Jungkook laughed softly, thinking you were just playing hard to get. He kissed down your jawline, his grip tightening as he hummed again, pressing himself even closer against you. "Come on, Y/N. Just a quick one. It’ll help you relax."
"Jungkook, no," you said, your voice firmer this time. You forcefully stepped out of his embrace, turning around to face him. "I said no. I am too tired. I've been running on three hours of sleep, handling work, and trying to clean this place."
Jungkook’s playful expression instantly dropped. His brow furrowing as irritation flashed across his face."Seriously?" he scoffed, tossing his jacket onto a nearby chair. "I come home after a brutal day, trying to be affectionate, and I just get pushed away? You’re always 'too tired' lately."
"Because I am tired!" you snapped back, the pent-up frustration of the past month bubbling to the surface.
"Tired? Seriously, Y/N?" he snapped, his voice rising. "How can you even be tired? You stay in this luxury penthouse from day to night! I provide absolutely everything for you. The rent, the food, the clothes on your back, it's all paid for." The words cut through you like a knife. You stood frozen, holding a half folded shirt, staring at the man you were supposed to marry."I bust my ass off in that office every single day," Jungkook continued, gesturing wildly toward the door. "I deal with corporate boardrooms, investors, and endless stress just to make sure we have a perfect life. And you're exhausted? From what? Folding laundry? Wow. That's hilarious.""How dare you?"
Your voice shook, tears of anger stinging the corners of your eyes. You dropped the shirt onto the pile. "You think because you bring home a paycheck, my life is a vacation? I manage this entire house, I handle the wedding planning you ignore, and I work my own job too! Just because I don't sit in a boardroom doesn't mean I don't work!"
"Oh, please," Jungkook scoffed, rolling his eyes as he unbuttoned his collar. "Your 'routine' is a joke compared to mine. You wouldn't last a single hour in my world. The pressure I carry would crush you."
"And you wouldn't last a day in mine!" you yelled back, the tears finally spilling over your cheeks. "You don't see the invisible stress. You don't see how exhausting it is to cater to everyone else and have your own fiancé look down on you! You think being a woman in your world is easy? You think managing your moods is easy?"
"I don't look down on you, Y/N, I'm just stating facts!" Jungkook shouted, stepping closer, his jaw clenched tight. "My life is harder. Period. You have it easy, and you still find a way to complain about being too tired for your own fiancé."
"I hate you right now," you whispered, your voice cracking. "I wish you could see how wrong you are. I wish you could feel what it's like to be me."
"Right back at you," he muttered coldly, grabbing a pillow and a blanket from the bed. "Because then you'd finally shut up about being tired."With a final, bitter glare, Jungkook slammed the bedroom door shut, heading to the living room couch. You threw yourself onto the empty bed, sobbing into your pillow until exhaustion finally dragged you into a heavy, restless sleep.
The next morning you groaned, blinking your eyes open. Everything felt… wrong. Your lower body felt heavier. You pushed the duvet off, sitting up. You went to the bathroom to do your morning routine, but you are having problem in walking.
You felt something between your things , you put your hand in. Your brain went completely blank as your fingers registered the undeniable truth.There was something there. Something that definitely should not be there.You gasped, stumbling backward until your back hit the tiled bathroom wall. Your eyes were wide with absolute horror as the realization hit you like a freight train. You looked into the mirror. The face staring back was still yours , your eyes, your nose, your lips. But everything below the neck had drastically changed overnight. You were still Y/N, but biologically, you were now a man.
Suddenly, a blood curdling, high-pitched shriek echoed from the living room couch."WHAT THE HELL?!".You rushed out of the bathroom, your legs moving awkwardly under your newly shifted center of gravity. You flung the bedroom door open just as Jungkook came sprinting down the hallway. He was clutching his chest, his eyes dinner-plate wide, staring down at his own body in absolute terror.
"Y/N!" Jungkook choked out, his voice cracking. "Something is wrong with me! I woke up and, and then I felt this weight on my chest, and" He stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes dropping to the front of your pajama pants.You stood there, face burning with a mix of embarrassment and horror, pointing a trembling finger right back at him.
"Jungkook... look at your chest."Jungkook slowly looked down. Under his oversized t-shirt, two distinct, soft curves were prominently pushing against the fabric. He let out a strangled gasp, his hands flying up to touch them. His jaw dropped."What did you do to me?!" he yelled.
In a panic, he slapped his hands down toward his waist, checking inside his shorts. The moment his hands made contact with clit, his entire face turned bright red, and he looked up at you with pure, unadulterated shock.
"Where... where did it go?!"
"Don't look at me!" you shrieked, covering your face. "It's not gone! It's... I think it's on me!”
Jungkook’s eyes snapped to your waist. His brain completely bypassed all logic and boundaries. Before you could even register he gripped the elastic band of your pajama pants and yanked them straight down to your knees.
"JUNGKOOK!" you screamed, your face exploding into a violent, burning crimson.But Jungkook wasn't even listening. He bent over, staring dead ahead, "Oh my god," Jungkook breathed out, his voice a mixture of awe, horror, and profound grief. "That’s my dick. Y/N, you have my dick. Why do you have my dick?!"
The utter absurdity of the sentence broke your temporary paralysis. A surge of pure adrenaline and mortification took over.You brought your palm down hard against the back of his head. Jungkook let out a sharp yelp, stumbling forward from the force of the strike."Are you insane?!" you yelled, hurriedly bending down to grab the fabric of your pajamas and pulling them back up to your waist, tying the drawstring into a knot so tight it almost cut off your circulation. "You can't just go ripping my pants down! Have you lost your mind?!"
"You hit me!" Jungkook gasped, rubbing the back of his head with wide, betrayed eyes. "And I only looked because it belongs to me! Or... it used to! What is happening to us?!"
"I don't know!" you cried, "The universe took our fight seriously! You said I wouldn't last a day in your shoes, and now... now I have your parts!"Jungkook stood there, processing your words, his hands awkwardly hovering near his newly acquired, soft chest. He looked down at himself, then up at your furious, blushing face.The reality of the glitch was finally settling in.
Your gaze slowly drops to his chest. You lunged forward and reached out. You placed both of your hands directly onto his chest, cupping his boobs.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Jungkook squeaked.
"My babies," you whined loudly, gently squeezing them as tears of frustration pricked your eyes. "Look what you've done to my babies! They're trapped on a giant muscular frame! They look so out of place on you!"
"Stop squeezing them, it feels so weird!" Jungkook yelled, swatting your hands away and covering his chest with his arms, looking completely violated.
"This is a nightmare. I can't go out like this. Y/N, I literally cannot leave this apartment. What if someone sees me? What if I have to go to the office?" You rolled your eyes."Calm down, drama queen," you said, crossing your arms. "First of all, nobody is going to see anything through an oversized hoodie. Second of all, you aren't going to the office. It's the weekend."
Jungkook blinked, turning his head to look at you. "It is?"
"Yes," you sighed, gesturing to the quiet apartment.
Jungkook let out a massive sigh of relief, his shoulders dropping. "Thank God. In that case, I am going right back to bed to process this."
"Oh no, you don't," you said, blocking his path. You pointed a finger toward the hallway. "Go prepare breakfast."Jungkook gasped, looking at you like you had just suggested he jump off a cliff. "Why me?! I'm the one who went through a traumatic physical eviction last night! I am going to rest."
"You want to talk about trauma? I have a whole extra limb down here, Jungkook!" you snapped. You stepped closer and gave his cheek a sharp, playful slap, just a firm little tap to snap him out of it. "Go. Kitchen. Now." Before he could argue, you turned on your heel and marched straight toward the bathroom.
Jungkook stood in the hallway, rubbing his cheek and glaring at your retreating back. "Unbelievable," he mumbled under his breath, stomping his feet like a toddler. "Bossing me around in my own apartment. Violent, beautiful woman..."
Still grumbling, he shuffled into the kitchen. His new center of gravity felt completely different, the extra weight on his chest making him feel strangely front-heavy. He pulled out the coffee maker, scooped in the grounds, and started the machine.As the coffee began to drip, filling the kitchen with a rich aroma, Jungkook leaned against the marble countertop. He looked down at his t-shirt. The curiosity was eating him alive.
He slowly raised his right hand, hovering it over his right breast. He hesitated for a second, then gently pressed his hand over the soft curve, giving it a firm, experimental squeeze.A massive, goofy grin spread across his face. He let out a low, bubbly giggle, entirely fascinated by how soft it was.
"Wow," Jungkook mumbled to himself, giving it another little squeeze. "She never lets me squeeze them this much. This is amazing.”
You finished in the bathroom after a highly confusing, Tucking your pajama pants securely around your waist, you walked into the dining area.Jungkook was already sitting at the table, having brought over the plates of breakfast. But the moment you looked at him, your jaw dropped.
He was completely shirtless.Sitting there in his gray lounge shorts, he was casually picking up a piece of toast. Because he was in his own body, he still had his usual sculpted chest and muscular abs but now, your soft boobs was sitting right on top of those defined muscles. It was the most distracting, surreal, and confusing thing you had ever seen.
"Jungkook!" you shouted, your face immediately bursting into a fierce blush. "What are you doing?! Put a shirt on!"
Jungkook didn't even look up from his plate. He took a sip of his coffee and sighed happily. "Ugh, no way. It’s too hot today. Plus, you know I have a habit of roaming around shirtless. It's my home anyway."
"They're on my body right now, which makes them my assets for the weekend," he ignored you completely, chewing on his toast with a smug little shrug.
"It is not the same as before!" you shrieked, gesturing wildly at his chest. "You are literally parading my body parts around the kitchen! Put some fabric over my babies, Jungkook, I swear to God!"
You let out a frustrated groan, stomping over to the table and pulling out a chair. As you sat across from him, your eyes involuntarily dropped. Jungkook’s body was admittedly gorgeous, the sharp collarbones, the toned arms, the shadows falling across his abs. But seeing your own breast sitting perfectly on that hyper-masculine frame did something wild to your brain. It was a bizarre, intoxicating contrast.
You found yourself staring, your gaze trailing down his chest, your mind wandering into dangerously lustful thoughts. Wow, he looks... really good like that. Jungkook paused mid-chew, his lips slowly curled into a wicked, knowing smirk. He realized instantly that you were completely checking him out.
He leaned back in his chair, deliberately stretching his arms over his head to make his muscles and your chest flex prominently.
"Like what you see, Y/N?" Jungkook teased, his voice dropping into a low, playful purr as he leaned across the table toward you. "You're staring pretty hard. If you keep looking at me like that, I might think you want to do more than just eat breakfast.”
You pushed your chair back, the legs scraping loudly against the hardwood floor. Jungkook’s smirk faltered for a split second as you stood up.
You stepped directly between his knees, he let out a gasp, his head tilting back to look up at you. From this angle, your new silhouette completely towered over him, casting a shadow across his shirtless chest.You didn't give him a chance to recover. Bringing your hands up, you cradled his jaw firmly, your larger fingers cupping his face perfectly.
Breaking the kiss for just a second, Jungkook’s eyes flared with sudden dark desire. He gripped your waist, and lift you, and hurriedly led you down the hallway, stumbling slightly until he threw both of you onto the bed.The mattress bounced heavily beneath you.
Then, you leaned down and kissed him , your teeth clasping hard pushing tongue on one mouth, your mind knew exactly how Jungkook usually kissed, but experiencing it through his own physical perspective made every touch feel ten times more electric.Jungkook’s hands immediately flew up, instinctively gripping your waist as a soft, muffled whimper escaped his lips. The sudden shift in dynamic was completely dizzying, leaving both of you breathless against each other's lips.
Jungkook crawled over you, his eyes locking onto yours with a hungry, determined grin. But as your hands came up to grip his shoulders, the absolute bizarre reality of your physical situation suddenly crashed over you.You looked down between your bodies, then up at his face.
"Wait, Koo," you breathed out, your deep voice laced with genuine confusion. "How... how are we even gonna do it? Our bodies are literally swapped."Jungkook paused, his confident smirk freezing mid-air. He blinked, looking down at his chest, then down at the bulge of your pajama pants."Oh," Jungkook muttered in his high, squeaky voice. "Right. The... the parts. They aren't where they usually are.”
A wicked, slow smirk spread across your."Well," you rumbled, "Today, I’m the one punishing you."
Jungkook’s eyes went wide as you gripped his shoulders, you pushed him flat onto his back against the pillows. You crawled over him, pinning his hips down beneath your frame. Looking down at him, you couldn't help but chuckle. He was staring up at you with wide, glassy eyes, awkwardly clutching the blanket over his newly soft chest.
"So," you leaned down, your breath fanning over his lips as you let out a low, teasing purr. "My beautiful baby doll... my sexy little lady. Are you ready for daddy?" Jungkook’s face instantly exploded into a furious, bright blush.
He bit his lower lip, a massive, dramatic pout forming on his face as he looked up at you through his eyelashes."Yes, daddy," he mumbled, his voice hitting a hilariously high, squeaky, and completely embarrassed pitch.
Your hands down, giving his thigh a firm, playful smack."Pay attention, baby doll," you rumbled.Jungkook let out a soft, high-pitched gasp, his fingers instantly digging into the bedsheets as his face turned an even deeper shade of crimson.You didn't give him a second to recover. Leaning your heavy frame lower, you buried your face into the crook of his neck.
You pressed a warm, lingering kiss right against his collarbone, feeling the frantic flutter of his pulse beneath your lips while squeezing his boobs. Slowly, deliberately, you kissed your way up the smooth expanse of his neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along his jawline until you reached the sensitive spot right beneath his ear.
"You like that, don't you?" you whispered against his skin, your deep voice sending a literal shiver straight down his spine."Y-Y/N..." Jungkook whined, his squeaky voice breaking as he instinctively arched his hips up into yours. His hands flew up, wrapping around your shoulders to pull you closer, completely helpless under your control. "Stop teasing me. You're driving me crazy.”
"Lift your hips for me, baby." He does as you say, your fingers hooking into the sides of the waistband, slowly pulling the fabric down his legs.
Kissing your way down to his breasts. You licks and sucks on each of his nipples before trailing slow, soft kisses down his stomach.
You grins, hovering your mouth over his pussy, your breath fanning over his folds. "Love seeing you all worked up for me," you murmurs, slowly licking your lips before pressing a feather-like kiss to his mound.
He spread his legs for you, showing you his glistening folds. The sight alone makes your sweatpants feel tighter. You kneel down at the edge of the bed, spreading his legs further apart. You kissed your way up his leg from his calf to his inner thigh, holding his ankle over your shoulder.
"Just shut up and eat me out.”
“ Yes sir”
You start slowly with wet little kisses and licks to his clit, slowly building up a steady pace. Jungkook's always been more of a giver than a taker, your pleasure bringing him pleasure. But it's your turn now.
You smile against his pussy, feeling proud of every little sigh and moan you pull from his lips. "You taste so good," you mutter before diving back in, licking a long stripe from his leaking entrance to his clit, your hands gripping his thighs to keep them open.
"Just like that...oh my god, don't stop…”
You look up at him with a dazed look in your eyes, your tongue lapping at him with skilled precision that makes his toes curl, his fingers gripping the sheets beneath him.
"F-fuck, 'm gonna cum," he gasp, grabbing onto your hair to hold you in place, his eyes squeezing shut, his head spinning as the pleasure reaches a peak.
A few more sucks and flicks of your tongue and he's cumming, your hands holding him in place as you laps at his pussy, helping him ride out his high. You feel his thighs quivering, looking quite proud of yourself. "You taste so fucking good," you murmurs, pressing a few soft kisses to his clit.
You crawl up to hover over him, giving his lips a quick peck, your lips and chin glistening. "Still with me?”
"Mhmm," he grinned, slowly opening his eyes to look up at you." I'll give you blow job too , so you will learn how to give one".
You slap his clit saying " what do you mean huh? I'm good at giving blowjob"
"ofc , come now" he got on his knee. As you lie on the mattress spreading your leg . He held your dick wrap it around his fingers giving lazy strokes. Kissing the tip, then the balls , he took your tip holding between his lips , rolling his tongue above it , you groan with a kind of satisfaction you never ever felt , then he took the whole length in to his throat , sucking it , your group on his hair got tighter.
" I-im gonna cum"
He left your cock with a pop as he want you to cum inside him " come fuck me you little slut" , you squeeze his boobs saying "you're my slut tonight "
"You gonna fuck me now?" He teases, his lips curling into a soft smile.
You almost laughed at his bluntness, the way he just gets straight to the point, never wasting any time if he wants something. Also today its gonna be way more special as you gonna feel how does men actually feels fucking.
You get up and remove your pants and boxers, letting it lay somewhere on the bedroom floor. You're already hard, your cock standing tall, the tip already leaking a bit. You stand at the end of your bed, your hand wrapped around the base, your eyes glued between his legs, slowly trailing up to his face.
You crawl back on top of hi., sliding your fingers through his folds, gathering some of his slick and rubbing it over the head of your cock. "Ready, baby?”
He gives you a nod as you slowly push into him, your hips gently moving forward. "Shit, you feel good, you look so hot with my dick , never gonna forget this sight " he groans.
“ Fucck its way more satisfying” you said. Fucking him hard for good five minutes.
He cum with a loud cry, his body convulsing beneath you , his vision going blank as the pleasure hits him. It feels relentless, like nothing he has ever felt before, his body trembles as he come down from his high, barely able to register you pulling out. His eyes are half open as he watch you cumming at the same time inside him, your face contorting in pleasure, your abdomen tensing. You finishes with a guttural moan of his name.
You both lie down , as you let out a long, deep, sigh, completely exhausted as you collapsed onto your side. Jungkook immediately curled into your side. The initial shock had worn off, leaving both of you entirely drained but deeply content.
You smiled down at him, your arm wrapping securely around his waist to pull him flush against your chest.
Leaning down, you began planting soft, lingering kisses all over his face, his forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, and the tip of his nose, making a soft, rumbling sound in your throat.
"Ouch, wait Y/N, stop," Jungkook winced slightly, shifting his hips and pressing a hand against his lower abdomen with a dramatic pout. "Everything down there... It's literally hurting. It feels so sore and heavy."
You let out a soft, deep chuckle, kissing his pouty lips one more time before resting your chin on top of his head. "Well, guess what, Koo? That is exactly how I feel daily after we do it," you said, a playful but honest edge to your voice.
"Welcome to my world. You wanted to know what it's like in my shoes."Jungkook stayed quiet for a moment, burying his face deeper into your chest as he processed the physical aftershocks of the experience. A small, breathless laugh escaped his lips.
"Okay, fair point," he mumbled, his fingers lightly tracing your arm. "But... I have to admit, it’s incredibly satisfying too. The warmth, the feeling... it’s completely different than what I’m used to. I get why you like cuddling so much after."
Your expression softened completely. The lingering resentment from last night's brutal argument finally dissolved into the warm air of the bedroom. You tightened your grip around him, pulling the duvet over both of your shoulders.
"I'm sorry about last night, Koo," you whispered sincerely into his hair. "I shouldn't have yelled. I know you work incredibly hard at the office and carry a lot of pressure for our future."
Jungkook shifted, looking up at you with wide, soft eyes full of genuine remorse."No, I'm the one who is sorry, darling," he said softly, his voice cracking slightly with emotion. "I completely dismissed everything you do for us. I took this penthouse, the chores, and your own exhaustion for granted. Seeing how much my words hurt you... and literally feeling the weight of your routine today? I was a total jerk. I'm sorry."
"We both messed up," you smiled softly, kissing his forehead again. "But I think the universe definitely taught us our lesson."
"Yeah," Jungkook giggled, snuggling closer until there was absolutely no space left between you. "Let's just stay like this all weekend. We have a lot of practicing to do before Monday.”
Woah woah😳 , It's hot .
