Paired & Pierced | Jjk | Teaser

He’s bad for me, Nevertheless (Series Masterlist)

Idol! Jungkook x idol! Reader

You knew from the beginning that he never wanted a relationship. He was bad for you and should as run far away as you can from him. But ever time you grow the courage to finally let him go, things don’t go as plan. So what exactly happens when someone new comes into the picture and shows you things Jeon Jungkook never was able to show? Is he willing to change his ways for you? Or will you be added to his contacts he calls when bored?

🛑Genre: 18+, Smut, slow burn, based on Nevertheless. Idol! Female reader.

🛑Release date: November 6th, 2021

There’s no such thing as a relationship, nevertheless

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the lucky one (pt. 1) | jjk

summary: Growing up you only had one goal: beat Jeon Jungkook. Sometimes you’d win, other times you’d lose. Sometimes he’d lose, other times he’d win. But you’d both walk away from the match thinking the other was the lucky one.    

pairing: jungkook x fem!reader rating/genre: 18+ Minors DNI | sports au, e2l/r2l, angst, fluff, smut word count:20.2K i’m so sorry chapter summary: You and Jungkook have been forced to be friends since birth. Keyword: forced. warnings/notes: explicit language, drinking, jungkook is a little shit (but so is reader), mention of throwing up, fake dating if you squint, dry humping, nipple play, masturbation (kind of?), finger sucking, dirty talk, angst angst ANGST, injuries, inaccurate representations of badminton (i’m uncoordinated and too lazy to research, bear with me… we’re here for the angsty smut and not the badminton), filter is called ethereal, but i can’t rmr the creator, so if it’s yours, pls contact me so i can give credit, i think that’s it but if i missed anything pls let me know, ok ok hope you enjoy <3

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Your Eyes Tell | JJK | 71

ℂℍ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝔼ℝ 𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾𝕊

**Please be aware of the warnings. There will be psych ward drama, including self-harm ahead.**

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Logan walked into the house with shopping bags and a backpack and was met by her father.

“There’s my angel,” he kissed her forehead while taking the food from her.

“I couldn’t find the brand of soy sauce Eomma wanted, so I bought the kind YoonGi likes,” she warned him.

“That’s fine,” he nodded.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in months,” her mother walked in and looked her over. “You’ve lost weight. You have circles under your eyes. Are you ill?”

“No, just overworked,” she complained before kissing her cheek and walking off to her room to drop off her bag.

“Have you seen your brother?”

“They’re rehearsing for festivals, Eomma. I haven’t even spoken to Goo-ah in two days. Just texts and snaps,” she sighed.

“Everything is back to normal, then.”

She agreed silently before pushing up her sleeves to wash her hands.

“I’ll get dinner, go relax. Watch the gameshows with your dad.”

“I’m supposed to respect my elders,” she teased her with a dimply smirk to which she received a slap to the ass.

“If you don’t slow down you won’t make it to be an elder,” she complained.

“Yes, Eomma,” she sighed as she walked off and dropped onto the sofa.

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It was the middle of the night when her phone went off. It wasn’t her personal phone, but her work phone. It wasn’t just any ring, but the emergency tone from the nurse on duty. She jumped up, half asleep, and quickly answered. “This is PA Dunn,” she answered.

“Logan-ssi… we have an issue with one of your patients that needs immediate attention.”

“Which patient?”

“Lim JoonYong has been hiding his medication and has lapsed into a psychotic fit.”

“I’m on my way. Please call Dr. Yoo and hand my case load off to the nurse on call.”

“I’ll see you soon.”

She closed her eyes and dropped her phone. This was going to be a bad day.

“What’s wrong?” her mother ran in, the sound of the emergency call waking her up.

“I have to get to the hospital. Tell JunKi I’m sorry for missing his birthday lunch, I’ll make it up to him,” she jumped into a set of scrubs she had in her backpack.

“Will you be gone all day?”

“I don’t know, it depends on how bad the situation is when I get there. These sorts of calls aren’t good.”

“Please call me when you can. I worry when you run off like this.”

“I know,” she kissed her cheek. “Love you.”

“I love you,” she sighed as she dashed out while calling a taxi.

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Logan ran directly into the hospital and straight to the elevator. As soon as she stepped onto her floor, she was met by one of the charge nurses.

“How long as he been off of his meds?”

“The doctor estimates three days.”

“What about his roommate?”

“He was discharged and sent home yesterday.”

“So he’s locked in by himself. Can you get in to sedate him?”

“Every time someone opens the door, he takes a bite out of his shoulder.”

“What?!” she stopped.

“There’s blood everywhere and the orderlies are scared to go in.”

She stared at her for a moment before turning to find the orderlies standing outside of his room. She glanced up to see smeared blood covering the window and swallowed down her fear; fear of what was waiting inside and for the condition of her patient.

She held out her hand and accepted the syringe before stepping up to the door. “JoonYong-ie… it’s PA Dunn. Can you speak?”

“Logan-ssi…” his voice was weak.

“I’m coming in. I want to help you.” She opened the door to find blood everywhere as he looked up from the corner, on the floor. He had bitten both of his shoulders.

“I’m so sorry,” he looked up with tears streaming down his face.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about,” she slowly knelt in front of him. “May I please help you?”

“I remembered…” he sighed. “This is what they did…”

“You were compelled to feel what your mother went through.”

“I’m so fucked up,” he cried.

“JoonYong-ie…” she whispered. “We need to close up these wounds. I’m going to have to sedate you. When you awaken, you will be restrained. Do you understand that?”

He nodded his head. “I’m so sorry, Logan-ssi.”

“Everything will be alright,” she held out her gloved hand and waited.

He took her hand and looked into her eyes as she injected him with the sedative.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“Sleep well, angel,” she caught him from falling over before yelling out to the hall. “Call down to the operating theatre and request a surgeon! Get a cleaning crew in to sterilize this room! Call Dr. Yoo and request a medical review!”

She stepped back as the orderlies dashed in to place the unconscious boy onto a gurney and rush him to the OR.

“Logan-ssi!”

She looked up at the charge nurse to see that she was staring at her scrubs. She was covered in blood. She went on autopilot as she walked down to the scrub room to wash up and change. Her mind was completely blank as she replaced her protective gear and walked down to her office to write up an incident report and copy the doctors on it.

“Logan-ssi,” Dr. Yoo peeked into her office. “Are you okay?”

She frowned at him, contemplating what a horrible, stupid question that was. “I’m fine. JoonYong is not.”

“He is stable and in surgery, thanks to you. You… need to go home and reflect on this horrific situation.”

“I’m fine.”

“You are not. Go home. Resume your schedule on the fifth.”

She stared at him before nodding her head. “Thank you.”

He too nodded before walking down to his office. He logged into his employee records and found her emergency contact information. He then called Min ByeongJun, which led to a call to YoonGi. He in turn dashed to JungKook’s room and told him. Without another word, he grabbed his shoes and ran out the door.

candles & flames | jjk (m)

Summary: He wasn’t supposed to be yours. His foolery wasn’t supposed to target you. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

➳ pairing:Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: enemies to lovers, royal!au; angst, fluff, smut ➳ warnings: so! they’re both royalty/high in society (gd should’ve called this ‘royals’), fuckboy jk, banter, past side character death mentioned, hints of fake dating but not really, angst!, the ending.., douchebag jk at times, crying, guilt, jk is sus too, bits of jealousy, society sucks, explicit sexual content: carriage shenanigans, sexual tension, fingering, oral (m. & f. receiving), mouth fucking, spit stuff?, manhandling, spanking, dry humping, dirty talk, angry foreplay but things get softer, he comes in her mouth <3, they’re hiding during all that <3 ➳ wc: 24.6k 😐 ➳ a/n: sooo. i love e2l and regency aus, but i haven’t written much/any of those, so they’re not my strongest suit. but hopefully y’all will still enjoy reading it, bc i did enjoy writing it. it’s just the beginning hehe <3 this entirely new genre/trope took some brainpower lmao so i’d love if you dropped by and told me what you think !! 🤍 

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Jeon Jungkook’s sincerity doesn’t run as deep as his undeniable beauty.

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No harm done | jjk

➳pairing: detective!jungkook x suspect f!oc

➳genre: detective!au, angst, mystery, strangers to enemies to lovers, smut.

➳summary: on a random morning you wake up with a handsome stranger looming over you. once the haze is gone, you come to know that your uncle, who brought you up since you were a child, has been murdered yesterday night and the stranger is apparently the detective who’s looking over the case. more badly, he’s suspecting you. will you be able to prove your innocence?

— masterlist

➳rating & word count: 18+ ; ~5.5K

➳warnings: trigger warnings, mention of murder, blood, violence; explicit sexual content, stripping, sexual tension, unprotected sex (be safe!), rough sex, oral (m!receiving), vaginal fingering, nipple play, marking, choking, multiple orgasms (f!receiving), desk sex, sir kink — this is fictional and doesn’t represent jungkook in any way!

➳a/n: hi loves! i’m here with the rewrite of ‘troublemaker’ as i promised! this is a fast and wild ride, enjoy ♡!! thank you so much to @outromoni for making me this beautiful banner! This is unedited, forgive me for my mistakes!

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The observant and cautious eyes of the eminent detective, Jeon Jungkook, sweeps over the tainted crime scene. His lips are pressed together in a thin line and his brows are furrowed from the numerous possibilities running through his mind. If he understands something by now, it’s that Mr. Emery’s murder was out of pure rage. The body has been sent to the postmortem already. But the dark patches of blood on the expensive carpet are telling a story of their own.

He has a hunch that it’s someone close to him. Someone who probably wasn’t happy with his decision and during an argument they lost their mind and committed the murder. Most probably unintentional but still, crime is crime.

Without the need to turn around, Jungkook can feel someone’s presence behind his back. Fixing the little creases on his coat, he turns around. The sorrowful, broken form of the victim’s wife almost makes him frown. But, being the professional he is, he clears his throat. “Can I help you with anything?”

He notices the way anger burns in her mournful eyes, her hands turning into fists. “Do you know who did it? I hope that moron burns in–”

“Ahem.” he steadily interrupts, “I’ve just started considering all the clues and once I’m done, I’ll start interrogating the family members. Please be patient.”

She sighs. “Fine. I’ll leave you to your work.”

“Thank you for understanding and cooperating.” He nods.

As soon as she leaves the room, he rolls up his sleeves, his muscles flexing as he stretches his figure. He decides to look around the bedroom yet again. Jungkook wants to make sure that he’s gathering every possible clue from the crime scene which can come handy to find the culprit.

After a few minutes of thorough lookout, he finds an intricate lace button. It clearly belongs to one of the ladies of the Emery family. He picks it up in his gloved hand, the sunlight making it glisten like a twinkling star. With a knowing smirk, he waves one of his assistants, the next step he’s about to take already set up in his mind.

In the living room, Jungkook gathers all the family members, carefully noticing the nervousness and sorrow painted in their eyes. After moments of stretched, uncomfortable silence, he finally speaks up, “Visit me in the library one by one.”

The victim’s son is the first person to knock on the library door.

“Can you recall any recent arguments, or disagreements your father had with someone in the past few days?”

“Well... Dad is– sorry, I mean..” Rafael stops, swallowing heavily.

“It’s alright.”

“Yeah... Dad was a really level-headed person. But probably 2 weeks ago he had a disagreement with y/n. It was about her being single, I think? Not sure, but I don’t think that it affected their father-daughter like relationship. Actually sometimes...”

“Sometimes?” Jungkook asks, taking notes in his mind.

“Nothing, it just feels like he loves y/n more than his own child haha. But it’s alright, I’ve seen them like this since my childhood.”

“I see. Do you have something else to say? What about the decision of his business empire he made?”

“He kept me out of his business. And I personally don’t have any interest in it. I’m a wildlife photographer, my passion is entirely different in comparison with his.”

“Oh, I see.”

~

Mr. Emery’s wife enters the library as the second person.

“Just wanted to ask, is this button yours? In any case, just trying to make sure.” The detective shows her the evidence bag.

“No, no! Not mine!! I don’t have any dresses like that!!”

“Please calm down, I’m not here to arrest you. Just asking.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to burst out like that... I’m just going through a lot. Losing my husband so suddenly has affected me.” She mumbles the last sentence, a lone tear rolling down her cheek.

“I understand that.” Jungkook nods, continuing with a sigh.

“I heard from Rafael that your husband had a disagreement with y/n… do you happen to know what was that about?”

“Ah… yeah. He was not happy with the fact that his orphan niece is still not settled down with one of the suitors he recommended.” She replies, her voice sounding… bitter.

“Thank you for your input. You’re free to go, for now.”

~

The housemaid is up next.

“So Nini. For how long are you working for the Emery’s?”

“It’ll be 4 years in a few months.”

“That’s a long time! So you’ve earned their trust I assume?”

“Hehe, I hope so.” She shrugs.

“Okay, so do you happen to know anything about this button?”

“Uhm... that button– that button is probably from a fancy lace covered crop top of y/n.”

“Are you sure?”

“I think so. She has so many of them! And the buttons in those tops look like this as far as I remember.”

“That’s interesting.” He hums thoughtfully, putting the evidence bag away.

~

The sound of Jungkook’s impatient feet padding against the sleek wooden floor echoes through the spacious library. After waiting for a bit more, he groans, “Sammy! I’m waiting for 45 minutes now, where the hell is the niece of the victim??”

Squinting his eyes, Sammy pokes his head in, his voice nervous. “Um, sir I asked the maid–”

“Get straight to the point.”

“She’s still sleeping... and she’s not informed yet about the murder...”

Jungkook snaps his eyes shut, pinching the bridge of his nose. Gosh, he fucking hates lazy, spoilt girls. Who the fuck sleeps at 11 am?

As if on impulse, he decides to wake her up by himself. He takes a few deep breaths and unbuttons his shirt around his chest. He’s furious, and he really wants to put the damn girl in her place.

“Sammy! Where the hell is her room?”

“On the 2nd floor I think.”

“I’ll just ask the maid. You know that you shouldn’t answer unless you’re sure about it!!”

“I’m sorry sir...”

Jungkook strides out of the library without another word. He spots Nini in the living room.

“Hey! Can you tell me where’s the room of y/n?”

“Oh... Why?” She looks at him, taken aback.

“I need to interrogate her.” he states coldly.

“I’m sorry but we haven’t told her anything yet–”

He interrupts the maid, “That doesn’t bother me.”

Nini looks around helplessly. “Please understand, it’s a family decision. Her uncle was all she had, her parents died when she was 7 months old and–”

He groans, “Oh please, I don’t have the time to listen to your sappy stories. I have work to do.”

“It’s the reality not a sappy–”

“You know what? I’ll find her room on my own.” With that, Jeon Jungkook stomps off, frustration running through his veins. People like this make him angry.

On the 2nd floor, he stands in front of a beautifully crafted wooden door, and for some reason, he feels in his guts that this is the room of the girl.

Cautiously, he turns the doorknob, just slightly surprised to find it unlocked. He peeks inside, a beautiful, sculpted female curled up in the bed. He enters the room stealthily, his body freezing at the gorgeous sight he’s met with.

There you are, with nothing but a sheer white nightie and a pair of pastel pink panties. Your mesmerizing face is completely rested as you sleep peacefully. The white nightie is short, so short that he clearly sees your cute butt, the delicate lace of your thong barely holding it together.

Next, his eyes trail up to your navel, belly and breasts… Jungkook can feel his cock twitching in the confines of his pants when he notices your perky nipples through the sheer material.

For a moment, he just thinks how it will feel to have you pinned against the mattress, his lips around your sweet, sweet nipples and his cock deep buried inside your cunt, your pillowy lips parted as he fucks you, taking out all the frustration he’s feeling right now. It would feel like heaven, he imagines.

Damn it! Get your shit together!

What is he thinking about? It’s unethical and against his morals to imagine having sex with a potential suspect, but fuck this! His traitorous body speaks otherwise.

Cursing himself for letting his guard slip, he takes a deep, steadying breath, forcing away all the inappropriate thoughts and ignoring the semi-hardness in his boxers. He needs to get back to his zone.

Sighing inaudibly, he approaches you, clearing his throat loudly. You whine in response, turning around so that your back is facing him. And almost immediately, his gaze focuses on your nightie falling aside, revealing your juicy ass.

He grits his teeth, trying to look away from where your panties have slid aside, the moist folds of you out in display. That paired up with the sound you just made, the detective feels his blood running south.

After a long moment of struggle, he looks away, regretting his decision to wake her up by himself. What the hell exactly was he thinking?! This is a disaster.

Jungkook reaches out to grab your forearm, the tip of his fingers softly brushing against the side of your soft breast.

“Later, Nini.” You let out a whimper, moving your hand away. That causes his palm to fall on the swell of your breast. For a fleeting second he grazes the gentle flesh, retracting his hand the next second as if it got burnt. He needs to stop, he really does.

The sound of the bed squeaking takes his attention, and he finds you stretching on the bed. Your long legs and torso straighten, your breasts standing tall like two dollops of ice cream with a cherry on top. Almost hypnotized by the scene, the detective looms over your figure, really wanting to rip off your skimpy clothes and ruin you right here, right now. From this close, he can inhale the sweet fruity scent of you, his mouth watering.

You feel someone’s hot breath fanning over your cleavage, softly writhing from the feeling before you flutter your eyes open. You’re immediately met with an insanely handsome stranger hovering over you, his eyes drinking you in. You bite down your lower lip, his tattooed hands, his firm, flat chest, the prominent bulge in his pants gathering wetness between your legs. His strong, dominant aura makes you swoon. Even though he’s a stranger, you’ll absolutely let him ruin your body. You can’t remember the last time you’ve desired someone this badly.

He finally meets your eyes, swallowing nervously and backing away. The crackling sexual tension between you and this stranger leaves you panting softly, your chest going up and down in a rhythm, making him run his fingers through his hair.

“Get dressed. I have work to do.” he scoffs, looking away.

Puffing out your lower lip, you whine, “Excuse me? You don’t get to break into my room and order me around! Who are you? Should I call the police?”

He chuckles. “The police report to me, sweetheart.”

“Wh– what?! Why? You’re lying!”

“I’m not lying. Get dressed. I do not wish to interrogate you in this state.”

Interrogation? About what?

Knowing very well that he’s lying, you come up with a plan to crack him up. Feeling rebellious, you pull out your nightie, your boobs jiggling as you look back at him, challenge in your eyes. He coughs, “Faster, or I’ll handcuff you and take you out just like this.”

Smirking, you stand up on your bed, turning back and wiggling your ass, shimmying out of your panties. “Maybe you can handcuff me and we can have some fun here...”

With your feet, you fling the piece of clothing back on the floor. You look back to catch him gawking at your naked form. But he clears his throat and looks soon after you turn around.

“Are you gonna get ready or what?”

You get down from the bed, walking up to him with a pout, “Why? Don’t you like what you see?”

You trail your finger down his chest, stopping right over his belt. He sucks in a shaky breath. “Are you trying to seduce the law? Do you know that you can get into jail for this?”

Not looking up, you softly stroke the tent in his pants, whispering, “But your body is speaking otherwise.”

He grips on your wrists roughly, his voice almost a growl, “Keep your hands to yourself, don’t test my fucking patience because I barely have any left!”

A flash of surprise and fear crosses your eyes, and you back off. The sudden wave of shame crashes down on you, and you cover your body with your hands and cross your legs together. Taking the note, he turns around to give you privacy, warning you, “You have 5 minutes.”

With shaky limbs, you head towards your closet, putting on a pair of denim, a monochrome tank top, and a black leather jacket in hopes that it’ll make you look tough. But what you don’t know is that two brown irises follow your every single movement.

Once you’re done, you tap on his shoulder, not daring to look at him. He takes the hold of your wrist, and you feel the warmth of him transferring to your skin.

Strangely enough, he takes you to the library, the anxious glances of your family members catching you off-guard. What is happening?

Inside, he motions you to take a seat. You sit down, not wanting to mess with the stranger anymore. From a drawer, he takes out a sealed packet, producing a familiar button from it.

“Is this yours?”

You throw him a questioning glance, “Yeah... why?”

“It was found in your uncle’s bedroom, where he was murdered last night.”

Deafening silence.

“So? Spill the beans, how’d it get there?”

You shake your head in disbelief, stuttering, “Who– who are you to say that?! How dare you lie to me about my uncle like that... He– I’ll go call him you’re a–”

“He’s in postmortem. I don’t think that he’ll answer you.” he shots back, his voice incredibly lacking warmth.

You choke out a sob, looking at him furiously. “Stop lying! Is this some sort of a prank?”

“Your uncle was murdered! You really think that me, Jeon Jungkook is here to prank you?!”

You stand up, glaring at him through tears, “You are Jeon Jungkook? Where’s the proof?”

Almost immediately he shoves his ID badge in your face, your heart sinking as you look at it. “JEON JUNGKOOK” — it says.

You know who Jeon Jungkook is. He’s probably the most trusted and consistent detective working with the state police.

“You mean– uncle... He– he—”

“Yes.”

Sobs escape you, your whole body trembling from the impact of his words. Ignoring your situation, he questions, “So? How did this button get there? You better have some good explanation because you’re on thin fucking ice.”

You shake your head violently, blinded by the tears, “I don’t know anything. Please leave me alone, I- I need to–”

Jungkook grips on your shoulder, “If you refuse to answer me here I’ll have to take you to my office.”

You snivel, covering your face with your hands, “Are you a human? Do you not understand that–”

“Oh I am a human, and after dealing with so many criminals I know what to do when things get messy.”

Unsure what to say further, you just look at him helplessly, “Are you implying that I’m the– the one who did it?”

Rolling his eyes, he crosses his arms around his chest, “Oh please. Don’t act so innocently. We both know that you’re not.”

Your head hanging low from the emotions, you choke out, “Listen I don’t know what you think but you need to understand my position–”

“Spoilt little girl.” he mutters under his breath as he shakes his head before calling out, “Sammy! Come here!”

His assistant comes inside, throwing you a pitying look. You try to control your breathing as two men discuss.

“Tell the house maid to find the top this button is from. We need to check it.”

Sammy nods, going outside. The detective looks at you with interest. “Get up, we’re going back to my office.”

After 2 hours of interrogation and several mental breakdowns, you rest your face on the ice cold metallic table. Your temperature is slightly high from all the stress and crying, and the cold surface stings your skin.

“Did you visit your uncle last night in his bedroom?” Jungkook repeats the same question for the hundredth time.

You shake your head no, your eyes cloudy as you feel yourself losing your consciousness. He gets behind your chair, holding you upright as he asks again, completely relentless about it.

“Okay so let’s pretend that you’re not the main suspect. Who do you think can do this to your uncle?”

You stand up, facing him with hatred in your eyes, “Can’t you just stop?!”

“Oh? So are you confessing that it was you?” he quirks his eyebrow.

Rage fills up your whole body, and you scream at him, “How many times have I told you that I didn’t do anything!? Why don’t you understand?! He was the only person I had left in my family!”

He sighs, clicking his tongue. “I’d love to believe you. But then again, you had a fight with your uncle a few weeks ago about your relationship status. Plus, a button from one of your crop tops was found in the spot. Do you think that I’m stupid?”

You hold your head in your hands, groaning, “But that doesn’t prove anything! I fought with him because he wanted me to marry someone he likes but I’m not ready for marriage. And I haven’t worn that top since last month!”

Jungkook taps his fingers against the table. “So he was pressuring you to marry. Sounds like you had enough reasons to push him out of your way.”

“What? Are you kidding right now? I’d never do that! I can’t just kill my uncle because he didn’t agree with me!” You protest, tired of defending yourself.

“Okay then what about the decision he made? Are you happy with the new outlook of his business empire?” He presses further.

You roll your eyes. “I’m a self-made woman. I was never interested in his business or whatsoever. It’s too much for me so I chose my own way.”

He opens his mouth to say something, but the impatient knock on the door interrupts. “Come on in.” he says loudly.

Sammy enters the room, handing him a file. “The postmortem report is in, sir.”

The detective takes it immediately, walking away from your seat. “Thank you, you may go.”

You gulp as he leaves, every cell in your brain practically screaming at you to ask Jungkook about the report. Different types of emotions show up on the canvas of his face, and you keep your eyes fixed on him. Suddenly, he gets up, catching your wrist and pulling you up. You shriek, “What are you doing? Ugh–”

“Shut up. We need your fingerprints immediately.” He cuts you off, urging you to move. You look at him with glazed eyes.

“Fine. Go ahead. Finally I’ll be free of your dumb accusations.”

He stays silent, but his glare speaks volumes.

After another tense hour spent arguing with Jungkook, you come back to the office with Sammy. “When the heck is your boss coming back?” you ask.

“Soon. Please be patient. If you’re truly innocent then you’ll be free to go after he comes back with results from the lab. He’s consulting with Dr. Ramsey.”

“Fine.” You huff, crossing your arms around your chest.

To your surprise, the detective comes back within an hour, a grim expression on his face. “Go inside. I need to talk with Sammy.”

You nod, heading into the interrogation cell without any further ado. You lick your dry lips, your heart thrumming in your chest. What are the results?

Jungkook enters the room swiftly, his hands turned into fists. You nervously look at his cold, brown eyes, a surge of fear taking over you.

“Your fingerprint… it did not match. You’re free to go, for now. But, you’ll be called if the case takes different turns.” he explains.

Anger and frustration bubbles up in you, and before you know, your hand is planted against his cheek with a rough slap. He growls like a wounded animal, twisting your hand and backing you up against the desk. The pain makes you scream, and you struggle to take your hand away from his iron grip, “It hu–hurts!”

“Let it.” he grits his teeth, “How dare you slap me?!”

“It was well deserved! You asshole! You’re inhuman to make me mmh—”

He captures your lips in a bruising kiss, his teeth sinking on your lower lip. You gasp in surprise, and using this to his advantage, Jungkook enters you, biting your tongue. A moan escapes you, his taste intoxicating as he ravages your mouth like a starved animal. Your knees buckle from the feeling, but before your legs can give up, he holds you tightly, pulling you into his body. His hardened erection presses against your belly.

You mewl, your head lolling back in pleasure. Getting the access to your neck, he pulls out your jacket, his teeth scraping on the sensitive skin of your neck. He alternates between soft licks and hard bites. You thread your fingers through his silky black hair, crying out in pleasure.

“You like that, huh?”

Humming, you tug on his shirt, the buttons flying away as you pull it away with haste. You need to feel his skin against yours.

He looks at you intensely, picking you up to settle you on the desk. His hands quickly work you out of your clothes, not stopping until you’re completely naked in front of him.

Kissing you passionately, Jungkook grabs your breasts, squeezing and kneading them, grunting in your ear, “You’ve teased me all day with godforsaken body, now it’s my time. To absolutely ruin you until you can’t fucking talk.”

You shudder, mumbling against his lips between heady, demanding kisses, “I thought you hate me? Jeon Jungkook? What about your ethics?”

He leans down to bite your left nipple briefly in response, flicking his tongue along it and biting gently on your breast. “Who told you that I hate you?”

You moan, encouraging him to go on. “Oh really? Your actions said otherwise.”

He takes your right nipple, hungrily sucking on it and grazing his teeth along it. “What actions? Like kissing you? And sucking your tits?”

“Lord…” you breathe out, reaching for his zipper and pulling his pants and boxers down.

“Fuck!” Jungkook groans, his rock hard cock springing out. It bobs lazily, the tip an angry shade of pink.

Your jaw hangs open, he has a beautiful, massive girth with veins. Your hands automatically brush over it gingerly. He kisses you again, boosting your confidence, your fingers now spreading his pre-cum beads on his tip.

He grunts, touching your foreheads together as you work on him.

“Can I.. taste you?” you offer.

Eyes hazy with lust, he nibbles on your lower lip, tangling his tongue with yours, “Call me sir, y/n. Beg me, tell me how much you want it.”

You feel your cunt throb, your voice merely a whisper, “Please sir, let me suck your cock. I need it so badly.”

Jungkook smirks, “Get on your knees.”

Within a blink, you sit down in front of him. Your mouth waters as you watch his fully erected cock, your tongue sticking out to lick his tip teasingly. His mouth parts softly, his eyes locking with yours when you play with his pink tip. You suck and dab on it with your tongue to gather up the pre-cum. His hand holds you by your hair, guiding your mouth on his full length, hissing with pleasure.

You slacken your jaw, trying to adjust to his dick while he forces you to take him whole, soon making you gag. “Can’t you take all of it?”

He throws you the most, self-satisfied and knowing smirk. With a few inches still left, tears gather in the corner of your eyes as you choke on his shaft, unable to take more of him.

Jungkook brushes away a lone tear lingering by your eye gently, whispering, “It’s alright... use your hands where you can’t reach.”

Nodding, you take his base in your hands, pumping and twisting it whilst bobbing your mouth up and down his length. He lets out a guttural groan, holding your face while you softly bite down on him, licking it to soothe the slight pain. You’ve never felt so nasty in your life, sucking and licking his cock like it’s your favorite popsicle.

“Oh fuck!”

He moans when you reach down to fondle with his balls, his hips bucking up to meet you halfway, his tip hitting the back of your throat, making you gag again. Smiling, he takes the lead, going in and out of your mouth rapidly, incoherent words leaving you. You keep your hands on his balls, looking up at him with the most submissive eyes you can master.

“Ah! Damn it!” Jungkook grunts, picking up pace and mumbling to himself. You close your eyes from the anticipation, squeezing his cock with your throat. He slams in your mouth for one last time before he pulls out reluctantly, ordering you, “Climb up on the desk.”

You comply without any words, spreading your legs instinctively, waiting for him to touch your pussy which throbs for attention. He looks at your spread out form, licking his lips before attacking your mouth. You moan eagerly, his fingers parting your folds while he tastes himself in your mouth.

You break the kiss, grasping on his shoulders as he pushes two digits inside your core, pumping you slowly. He drops open mouthed, wet kisses along your jaw and your shoulder. His fingers curl inside you suddenly, making you whimper. You rock your hips with his movements, squeezing his fingers with your inner walls whenever he hits the correct spot. His thumb finds your swollen nub, rubbing it in tight circles.

Burying your face in his shoulder, you muffle your gasps and moans. Soon, you start to pulsate around him. He sucks on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, murmuring, “Don’t hold back. I can feel that you’re close.”

And you feel your pussy clench around his fingers. You can sense his smile against your skin, his fingers easing you out after you’ve come.

You take your time to gather yourself. Once stable, you look up to meet his brown orbs, darkened with desire. Jungkook extracts his fingers out of you, putting them in his mouth one by one and sucking them clean, “So fucking delicious, aren’t you?”

Your cheeks get warm from the compliment as he wraps your legs around his waist, his member poking your entrance. You bite your lip, whimpering softly at the thrill of Jeon Jungkook’s cock wrapped around your labia. He grunts, and without a warning, he slides inside your cunt.

Both of you moan simultaneously from the sudden pleasure, his cock stretching your walls to fit in. Once he’s balls deep inside you, he kisses your forehead, relishing the feeling of your warm, drenched core around his shaft. He fills you so perfectly, like two pieces of the same puzzle.

He starts to move, agonizingly slow and gentle, his lips peppering butterfly kisses on your bare skin. But soon, he loses it, jerking his hips to fill you up all the way and pulling away until only his tip is inside you, slamming back to your hilt again.

A string of whimpers escape you, his voice low from desire. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this to you since I saw you. You’re a fucking goddess.”

You pant heavily, looking up at him with doe eyes, crying out and mumbling between his hard thrusts. “I’ve... aah– wanted you too.” He reaches for your clit, his speed fervent. “Since– since I saw you ogling me.”

Jungkook chuckles out, his cock tirelessly hitting your g-spot again and again. “So you caught me staring, huh?”

You kiss him hungrily, moaning in his mouth as his cock brushes against your cervix, “I liked it– oh!”

He angles up his hips, stimulating you differently, in a way that leaves you feeling mushy. He presses on your clit harder, watching his length disappear inside your cunt and reappearing. He smiles when he feels your pussy tensing around him, his voice soft, “You feel so good, y/n.”

“Jungkook–”

He rolls your clit in tight circles, his thrusts now touching your cervix each time. Soon you feel the pleasure coil in your lower belly tightening, your voice a prayer as it snaps. Pleasure waves crash down on your body, your inner walls clenching around his cock. He slows down, gathering your body in his arms as you recover from the orgasm, feeling like a mess. Through the haze, you could feel one thing, that his cock is still inside you, hard and throbbing. You gulp, knowing that he’s not done yet.

Jungkook softly pushes you down on the table, the cold metallic surface hitting your back, a tingle running down your spine. He hauls up your legs, putting them up on his shoulders and looking down at you with a newfound tenderness.

His cock slides inside your cunt, filling you up inch by inch until you two are one, again. His movements are rough and demanding, but there’s a fragile intimacy between you.

You close your eyes, feeling slightly dizzy from the friction between your bodies. Your moans are a silent prayer to him. It seems like the more he fills you, the more your want for him crests. His hold on your legs tighten, and you know that he’s close.

“Cum in me, Jungkook...” you look up at him through half-closed eyelids, your cunt pulsating around him, making him growl.

“That’s potentially a dangerous invitation. Are you sure? We aren’t using protection so–”

“I’m on birth control. Please... I need your cum in me.”

“Fuck!”

He nods, giving a few more sloppy thrusts and shuddering, thick, milky ropes of his seed filling you up. You scream his name, quaking as you reach your third orgasm, a low groan falling off his lips. “Y/n... You feel so– oh my god!”

Your walls clamping down on his cock catches him off-guard, his pelvic muscles contracting.

Silence fills up the room, only your heavy breathing echoing through the cold, dimly lit office. He pulls out carefully, carrying you to the nearby washroom and cleaning you up, and cleaning himself.

“Can you walk?” He asks, concern coloring his voice.

You sigh, shaking your head, “I don’t know...”

He cradles you in his arms, taking you to a bedroom that’s connected with his office by an elevator. The door to it is hidden and secured with a number lock.

He puts you down on the bed, kissing your forehead and whispering softly, “I’m so sorry for being a jerk earlier... And I’m so sorry for now, I shouldn’t have worn you out like this...”

You squeeze his hands, looking at him with pain flashing in your eyes, “You were really an asshole with me jungkook... I lost my only family and you were so rough with me about everything... And–”

You stop, your stomach sinking as the thought crosses your mind, “And what did I do? I fucked the detective who’s investigating his murder. I’m– such a horrible niece–”

He bites his lip, his fingers brushing away your tears when you curl up in a cocoon, shame, guilt, pain tearing your heart apart.

“It’s– it’s my fault... Please don’t blame yourself.” Jungkook holds you close, stroking your back while you sob in his arms.

“I promise I’ll find out who did that to your uncle, okay?” He kisses your neck. “In fact, Sammy should be back soon with the fingerprint results of the rest of the Emery family.”

He drapes a soft blanket over you, “Rest, sweetheart. I’ll let you know once I figure out everything.”

Jungkook comes back after another hour, and you sit up immediately, a lump in your throat. “Do you… do you know who did it?”

He sighs, biting his lower lip nervously, “It was Mrs. Emery. Her finger print was found on the button of your top, as well as on your uncle’s phone.”

Clouds of overwhelming emotions gather in your mind… and tears stream down your cheeks in a silent pain that only you know. He comes up to your side quickly, hugging you tightly and patting your back.

“I already sent the police to arrest her. I don’t know why she was trying to frame you, but… we’ll see I guess.”

His protective hands hold you close as sobs wreck your body. You mumble, holding onto him tightly, “I– she took the only person whom I had in my life.”

Jungkook kisses you softly, “Not anymore. You have me y/n.”

the end ♥

author’s notes 💌:

thank you so much for reading bubs! hopefully you enjoyed this very ambitious project of mine 🥰! reblogs are highly appreciated 🥺💕! also leave your feedback if you want to 🥺❣️uwu! this is the longest fic i’ve ever written lol ✨ i truly hope that i was able to execute my ideas properly T^T

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Navy Blue by @aroseforyoongi complete hybrid au, smut, angst, tw abuse summary: You live in a world where having a hybrid is normal. Your best friend Taehyung has his own cat hybrid named Yoongi, and while the pair may seem like total opposites, their bond is obvious. You begin to consider getting one to have as a companion to come home to. You could never anticipate just how important will become to you.

(not) best friends 2 lovers by @hansolmates complete fluff, angst (just a little), college aui summary; you’re on the other end of the spectrum, watching jiyu constantly pine over her best friend jeon jungkook. tvtropes lore guarantees that eventually, jungkook will grow to love his best friend back... right? a different take on the bff in love with boy BUT the drabbles are also to die for :))

angel's trumpet by hansolmates complete angst, fluff, alternate universes, idol au summary; one second, your life is flashing before your eyes and the next, you’re transported into a world exactly like your own. but the jungkook you meet in this world isn’t a renowned singer or your former almost-lover, in fact he has no clue who you are and why you know him so well. as you work to find your way home lost and confused, you conclude that you’re either dead or in the middle of the most wicked drug trip of your life.

popular-ish by hansolmates complete fwb2l, smut, angst summary; you are way out of jungkook’s league. or is it the other way around? just go & read op's whole masterlist tbfh

Fallin Skies by @fortunexkookie complete angst, e2f2l, smut, fluff summary: Jeon Jiyeon was your childhood best friend; her twin, Jungkook, was something else entirely. read this story over at ao3 and dude the angst is so good the story lives rent-free in my head :))

Re:untitled I II III IV by @to-star-lake complete arranged marriage, smut, angst, fluff summary: you & jjk are in a marriage starting of with misunderstandings and living separate lives :) (sry for the shitty summary lmfao couldn't find the op's)

ego by @suga-kookiemonster on going college au, smut, lil fluff, lil angst, f2l summary: what's a girl to do when her sweet, innocent baby lab partner isn't quite so sweet and innocent? well he's a grown-ass man, and you're about to learn that the hard way. read it read it read it read it read it one of my fav favs for sure

Brown-eyed Baby I II by @jeonstudios complete ex2l, smut, angst, fluff summary: a lost child at the mall, eyes from a different time.

Comfort Inn Ending by @joonbird complete angst like a lot, smut, cheating summary: “It was you who Jungkook gave his heart to- that is, until the day you broke it. And it is you now, hoping that some faultlines can be repaired, and that some broken hearts can be put back together again.” when i say angst i mean a whole lot of angst srsly I'm still feeling the angst even though it's been a while since I've read this the relationship is also kinda toxic (like mentally) bc of the cheating shit so beware

Blackjack by @kpopfanfictrash complete mafia au, smut, fluff, angst, violence summary: bangtan is one of the most vicious mafias on the west coast. only six members are known by name though, with a mysterious seventh member dubbed only as 'the shadow'. when you become indebted to the worst of the worst - how exactly can you find a way out?

Kick in the right direction by @xiaokoo complete mostly fluff, crack summary: Jungkook tries to form words to talk to you but all that happens is disaster and a lot of falling. It really isn’t his fault that he’s enamoured by you.

JK in this is an absolute sweetheart I'm in loooove

Take A Chance by @crystaljins complete hanahaki au, unrequited love (duh), angst (also duh), s2f2l summary: You should have known the second your business partner asked you to plan his best friend’s wedding as a favor that it was going to be nothing but trouble. Especially when it turns out he’s in love with said best friend. And dying of a deadly disease because of it. when u say hanahaki this is the first story i think of :)

rattled by @gukslut complete angst (so much), fluff here & there, kinda s&e2f2l summary: JK unexpectedly becomes a dad & is not ready. His loud-ass neighbor isn’t helping at all.

escape by @jjkfire complete fluff mostly, a little angst summary: Everyone has a number over their heads that says how useful they are to society from 0-100. You have a number ‘4’. You leave the city for some peace but you meet your cocky neighbour who seems to get on your nerves.

the wishlist by @jjkpls complete smut, fluff, angst, one sided love, bff2l summary: your best friend buys you a dildo (or a couple) bc you are lonely

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It’s Complicated | J.J.K

*Chapter Four*

“It seems we have more in common then we thought” Areum confessed before she took another sip of her drink, if this conversation was going where she assumed than she surely needed a bit more alcohol in her system.

His eyes drifted back up towards the masked women in confusion, a sad smile was now spread on her shiny pink stained lips probably caused by the slushie like beverage she just finished.

“You got dumped this summer too?”

It was more a pity joke due to his own problems, he surely didn’t think she had gotten dumped but the dry laugh she let out told him otherwise.

“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours” he quirked an eyebrow her way.

“Are we really about to share our sob stories with a complete stranger?” She laughed at that, ‘they were strangers weren’t they?’ She thought.

“Who better to share your problems with than a stranger?” He still looked hesitant, not really sure if she was just being nice or really was willing to hear about his breakup.

“Fine i’ll go first” Areum sat up a bit more straighter and turned her chair so she was facing towards him.

“Long story short, My ex claimed he finally realized he wasn’t ready for a long-term committed relationship after dating for five years so he dumped me a week after summer started”

Jungkook’s eyes were wide, surely his breakup was not as bad as hers.

“Wait, are you serious?” She nodded and he was dumbfounded, five years? God! he couldn’t imagine wasting someone’s time like that.

“It gets worse” She added and he looked up at her in confusion, what could be worse then that?

“Later on I found out that wasn’t the real reason why he broke up with me” Was she really going to tell him this? She hadn’t even told Ji but it was like her body was yearning for her to tell someone. Just like she said, who better to tell than a complete stranger she will most likely never see again.

“Instead of staying with me for the summer like we initially planned. He decided to go on vacation with his roommate and the real reason for the breakup was because he was planning to sleep with other girls, apparently our sex life wasn’t cutting it for him”

“The only reason I know this is because a friend of mine who also happens to be friends with him told me.” She shamefully and embarrassedly admitted.

When Namjoon had came to her a couple of days later and told her what he had learned, she wasn’t all that surprised. Taehyung was more comfortable when expressing his needs, where as Areum is more shy and private.

They’ve had plenty of sex but of course both of them having roommates, privacy was a rarity so recently they hadn’t been as intimate as they both would have liked.

She thinks back to the times they would spend the night at each others places and he would try to have sex with her while their roommates were asleep just a few feet away but she would always say no, worried they might wake up.

Or the times they would attend parties together, groping each other and making out in random rooms or bathrooms was the farthest she would go in a social setting because he would never assure her they wouldn’t get caught.

It seemed he got off on the idea of someone catching them but he never spoke to her about how she felt. She would have been opened to new ideas in the bedroom or perhaps thinks he wanted to try but he again he never spoke to her about these things.

Always just assumed she would open her legs whenever and wherever and when she said no he would be in a bad mood the rest of the night.

“Sounds like a complete asshole” Was the only thing Jungkook could mumble out at the moment.

He was pissed hearing the hurt in her voice as she explained, anyone who would dump their girlfriend over such a thing as he did to her was an absolute idiot and she surely deserved better.

“He wasn’t always like that, before dating we were actually childhood best friends who turned into a couple but college changed him” Jungkook sympathized with her, his ex was also his childhood best friend.

“Guess it’s my turn” He blew out a breathe and now turned his body towards her so they were facing each other, their legs between each other  now but neither really noticing.

“We actually only started dating the beginning of our senior year but before we were also childhood friends. Things were good it felt nice being with someone who already knew so much about me but unfortunately before we started officially dating I will admit I was a bit of a player”

“You? A player?” Areum asked surprisingly. He laughed while feeling flustered and embarrassed telling her this.

“Yes I was a bit of a man whore as people like to call them. I slept around with different girls, not wanting an actual relationship but I had my reasons why I slept around and also the girls always knew my intentions so no one was ever hurt” He defended himself.

“Senior year she confessed and we started dating, a few months into the relationship things started changing. She wanted to know where I was, what I was doing, who was I with all the time. Even though sometimes it was annoying I never blamed her because her last relationship she was cheated on and obviously my past did nothing to ease her.”

“So you broke up because of trust issues?” He shook his head.

“Since she was my best friend she obviously knew my secrets which meant she knew about this girl I used to have a huge crush on, you could say I was stupidly in love” He made a cringe face and Areum knew this was about to be good.

“Mia, which is my ex’s name, wanted me to apply to colleges she applied at and I did to make her happy but I also applied for ones that I wanted to go to. I got accepted into this one, which was my first choice and I got accepted into the college she planned on going to. I assume you know which one I picked”

“But what does that have to do with the girl you had a crush on?”

“She goes here and Mia knew that, She got mad and claimed the only reason I wanted to go to school here was to follow after someone who doesn’t want me. We got into a huge fight during the summer, she said she couldn’t do this anymore so she called it off”

“Did you?”

“Did I what?”

“Come to school here because of that girl?” A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips and for a moment Areum thought he was going to say yes, but instead he denied.

“No, I came here strictly for study purposes, plus that girl is definitely off limits.”

“Does she have a boyfriend or something?” He nodded before adding.

“Yes and you could say me and her boyfriend are pretty close so she is strictly off limits” He deadpanned more to himself than Areum.

“To breakups” Areum held up her empty up trying to ease the now sad tension in this room, Jungkook downed the rest of his which was barely anything left before he held his up and repeated her words.

The two decided to change the subject and go back to having fun, which is what both deserved. They talked and talked for what felt like hours learning more in depth about one another, they both felt comfortable with each other especially after that small therapy session.

Neither had any plans to leave the small bubble they created in the kitchen either, No one had had even come in and bothered them the entire time they’ve been in here.

Feeling hungry, Jungkook found some chocolate chips cookies in one of the pantry’s so they both could snack but made sure to inform her they had to finish them quickly because he didn’t know whose they were.

About four cookies in, he checked his phone to check the time but was surprised by even more notifications on his phone.

He shook his head at the screen reading over every single message sent by his drunk ex, they ranged from “I miss you”, “I’m sorry”, “I bet you already forgot about me” and “Fuck you! Never call me again!”

He wasn’t sure why but he slid his phone slightly towards the girl sitting next to him, he gestured for her to look at his screen and she did. Now she felt less bad about Taehyung not texting or calling her.

She’d rather him not ever contact her again if he was going to send her text like this guys ex, Areum turned off his phone as more text started to come in and from the glimpse she read she decided he didn’t need to see anymore of that.

“Thanks but I don’t think turning off my phone is gonna solve anything. I wish I could just go back in time and never accepted her feelings then maybe I would still have my best friend”

A pang was felt in her heart at his words, she felt the exact same way. If she knew this is how her relationship was going to end up she would’ve just stayed friends with him. Now she also lost someone close to her and things will sadly never be the same again.

They stared at each other with sad eyes, maybe that’s why they got along so well. Both were going through the same thing and they understood each other better than anyone else at the moment.

Maybe that’s why they had inched closer and closer together.

Maybe that’s why Areum couldn’t help but to spare a glance at his lips, even though there was a slight frown present she wanted nothing more than to kiss it away.

Maybe that’s why his breathe hitched when she licked her lips and he had a sudden urge to taste them.

“Maybe we just need to distract ourselves?” It was like a magnet pulling them closer to one another as Areum spoke, neither denied the pull and continued to blindly step closer.

By this point they were chest to chest, both eyes intensely but cautiously making eye contact. He was a bit taller so he leaned down slightly and that’s when he rested his forehead against hers as his lips ghosted just above hers.

They both remembered at that moment they were wearing mask but neither made a move to remove them, almost as if the mystery heightened everything.

Their noses slightly rubbed against each other as they both started breathing a bit heavier, neither were sure who leaned in first but their lips finally clashed and Areum felt relief, as if she could breathe after holding her breath for so long and Jungkook felt as if the wind was knocked out of him.

His hands instinctively went to hold her waist and tried to pull her closer even though they had no more space between them.

Areum chuckled against his lips which Jungkook found absolutely adorable as she placed one of her hands on the nape of his neck before she tip toed just a bit to deepen the kiss. She tugged on his lower lip before pulling it and sucking which caused Jungkook to lean forward and chase her lips before she could pull away.

A low grumble erupted from his chest as he bent down to quickly pick her up and set her down on the dining table a few feet away. This position, he was standing in between her legs. Their tongues were tangling as they moved them in sync and that’s when she felt it.

She pulled back and looked down, she couldn’t see it due to his long shirt but she sure as hell could feel it and she couldn’t deny it made her flustered at the idea she could actually make another guy hard just by kissing.

“Sorry” his voice was low but he tried to hide the fact he was embarrassed. Never had he gotten this hard over just making out, sure maybe half a hard on, but a full boner?

He pulled away and tried to back up a bit thinking the reason she pulled back was because she was uncomfortable due to his downstairs situation but was surprised when she pulled him back by his shirt and planted her lips back on his.

Her lips moved down from to his jawline then down his neck and this definitely wasn’t helping calm him down. His head leaned back as her lips and tongue grazed the right side of his neck back up to his lips before pulling away once again.

Her lips were swollen and red and he’s sure if he was able to see her cheeks they would be a deep shade of red just like his probably were.

“I’ve never done anything with another guy before” she thought he should know plus she was extremely nervous, his eyes soften as he placed a hand on her cheek above the mask and softy caressed it with his thumb.

“We don’t have to do anything if you’re not comfortable” he assured her as he placed a quick peck on her lips and her heart swelled.

Areum’s mind went in a bunch of different directions, one telling her not to because this guy was a complete stranger but another telling her maybe this is what she needed to do to get over Taehyung, Matter of fact this wasn’t even about Taehyung anymore, this guy had been sweet and had respected her throughout this entire night and even though she couldn’t see his face she was definitely attracted to his personality so why the hell not have some fun?

“That’s the thing” she whispered, her hand trailed from his back over to the front of his chest and down, dangerously close to his crotch area causing him to slightly buck his hips from the teasing sensation of her hand so close.

“I want to” Areum stated before crashing her lips back on his.

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