Redamancy | JJK

Red | Chapter 5

pairing: jungkook x reader

rating: 18+

genre/tags: cheating, forgiveness, ex-fiancé, broken trust, past relationship, implied sex

word count: 1.9k

summary: you finally get the closure you needed.

a/n: tumblr isn’t letting me add links for the rest of the chapters in this post. For now, you can go to my pinned post and all the chapters will be linked there.

Chapters

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No More Grudges

Addicted.

That's what Jungkook thought about as he walked back to his car. After having you just for that one night, months ago, he was addicted to you.

The taste of you still lingered on his tongue. Your touch still lingered on his skin. He was in trouble and he knew it. He knew that if you hadn't stopped him back at your apartment, things would've gotten complicated between the both of you, given the current situation between him and Sera. And that wouldn't have been fair to you. He didn't want to hurt you.

He knew he should talk to her but he didn't want to. The young man felt like he didn't owe her anything and if he was being honest with himself, he almost felt relieved when he saw her walk in with that other man. His sudden anger at the bakery was mostly due to his pride. Sera cheated on him and she was parading her lover around like nothing, while he was still faithful to her even though he didn't love her anymore.

But right now, as he drove back to his home, something else was lingering in his mind. The photo of you with your parents. For a second, before he figured out it was you as a teenager, he thought he recognized the young girl in the photo. He could've sworn he'd seen her before but she couldn't have been you. He would've known.

Right?

He was sure you two had never met before until Brazil. Jungkook shook he's head, trying to get rid of his thoughts and continued driving home.

You woke up with a headache the next morning and not wanting to get out of bed at all. The drama from yesterday with the exes coming back to you. You groaned as you got out of bed and made your way to the bathroom to turn on the shower and get ready for work.

As you walked into the living room later, you heard a light knock on your door.

"Who could that be at this time?" You gasped when you looked through the peephole and saw who it was. Your heart began to race and your hands started shaking.

You took a deep breath and then opened the door. "What are you doing here?"

There stood Hoseok, looking as handsome as ever with a paper bag and two coffees in his hands. "I'm sorry for coming here at this time but I couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night. I just don't want to leave things that way."

"Why do you care, Hoseok? What's done is done and we broke up almost a year ago. Just leave it at that," you were about to shut your door but he held it open. He looked at you with pleading eyes.

"Please Y/N, just this once, don't be so stubborn and let me apologize the way I should've."

You opened the door wider and moved aside to let him in, "Fine, but please make it quick. I have to get to work."

"I understand, thank you."

"What's in the bag?" you asked.

He smiled and handed it over to you, "Your favorite, a croissant filled with nutella."

You tried to keep what you were feeling from not showing in your face. You grabbed the bag and placed it on the kitchen table and offered him a seat.

Before he sat down he removed his jacket, his scent invading your nose. He still wore the cologne you got him for his birthday a couple of days before your break up. That, and him still remembering what you preferred for breakfast had you feeling things you thought weren't there anymore. You couldn't be sure.

He looked around your apartment and noticed how different it looked from the last time he was there. You'd changed everything and he didn't need to ask why. He already knew. He'd broken your heart and you needed to get rid of him and the memories made here. This was one way. Hoseok then looked at you. As beautiful as ever. You still took his breath away somehow.

"I'm so sorry," he leaned forward to take your hands and you let him. "I regret how I went about things. I regret hurting you the way I did. You didn't deserve that," he went on.

You felt tears threatening to fall but you kept them at bay. You'd been waiting to hear him apologize to you for so long. Yes, you ignored his calls when you first found out and you blocked him from your socials, but he never once sought you out in person to explain himself. To apologize. That alone hurt you even more. That he didn't seem to give a damn about how you felt after living together for years. Did he even love you then?

"Do you regret being with her?" you asked. The question took Hoseok by surprise and he took longer than expected to answer, so you did it for him. "Of course you don't. You're in love with her, aren't you?"

He looked down at his hand, his nail picking at the skin on his thumb, something he always did when he was nervous. You wondered if she noticed things like that.

"I am," he grabbed his coffee and took a sip.

"How did you two meet?"

"At work... well at the holiday party for the office back in December. Remember? The one you couldn't attend because of your business," he reminded you.

"Ah, that's right. I got cheated on because I wasn't able to attend the party," you scoffed.

"That's not what I meant, Y/N. Please don't misunderstand."

You rolled your eyes," Is that when you two got together?"

"No. My co-worker introduced us and we hit it off but we only talked that day. I swear nothing happened that night. After the party I came straight home to you. You were upset because of our argument earlier-"

"And when you came back home, you made love to me," you glanced at him, remembering how he wanted to make you feel better.

He remembered too. He remembered how soft and warm your skin was. He remembered the way he got lost in your kisses and your touch. Hoseok straightened up in his chair and let out a soft cough and looked at you with flushed cheeks.

He felt confused for a second. You hadn't been together in a while but those memories stirred something inside of him. That night, at the holiday party he felt like he made a connection with Sera. He felt attracted to her and that both excited and scared him. Excited because he hadn't felt wanted in so long, and scared because he still loved you.

"I was unfair to you," he finally said. "Yes, you worked a lot and I made it seem like you never had time for me and that just wasn't true. I do admit I have this view of what a woman should be to a man and it's not right. You know I grew up in a home where my mother was always around to tend to my father, sister and I, but I shouldn't have projected that onto you. You were there when it counted the most and that should've been enough."

"I—" you couldn't get a word out. A lump formed in your throat while listening to what your ex had to say. Tears started streaming down your face and he quickly got out his chair to sit next to you.

"I didn't mean to make you cry, I'm sorry."

You sniffled and looked up at him, "It's just that I really did love you, Hoseok. I wanted to marry you and be happy with you. Everything I felt when I found out about your cheating is hitting me again and... and this is the first time since that day that I really let myself feel it."

He pulled you in softly into a hug which only made you sob. He hated what he did to you. He hated that he never showed his face after what he did but he was embarrassed.

"Do—do you still love me?" he asked softly as he wiped your tears away.

You laughed a little through your tears at the question, "I think I'm always going to love you if I'm being honest," Hoseok felt his heart beat a little faster as you said that, "but I know I'll be okay."

"What about that guy, Jungkook. Are you in love with him?"

"I don't know him well enough to love him. And anyway, you should ask Sera that question. She's still his fiancée," he recoiled a bit at the mention of that. "What are you doing, Hoseok? They're still together. Is that what you want? To be the other man in her life?"

"It's not going to be that way for long. He knows everything now," he said a little bothered.

"You two did to him exactly what you did to me—"

"He doesn't even love her," he scoffed.

You rolled your eyes again, "Even if that's true, that's not the point."

"I know I'm sorry, it's just... I don't even know anymore," he exhaled and rubbed his face, "I can't talk to you about this stuff, it wouldn't be fair."

"You're right. It's weird," you tapped your cellphone to look at the time and gasped. "I need to finish getting ready."

"Oh, okay. I'll leave you to it then. Thank you for giving me a chance to talk."

You nodded and walked him to the door. Before he stepped outside he turned to you, "I wasn't going to tell you this but I had promised myself to tell you everything I felt if you gave me the chance to explain today."

"What is it?" you furrowed your brows.

"That I'm always going to love you too. I'm not stupid. I know we're not in love anymore but that doesn't mean I don't ever want to be in your life. If you ever need anything, I want you to know that I'll look out for you. As a friend, I would try to do better than I did as your boyfriend and fiancé," he smiled and waited for your reaction.

"Friends," you thought about it for a couple of seconds. You'd known each other since you were both in high school—you a freshman and Hoseok a senior—and to be fair, you also wanted him in your life. Yes, he absolutely broke your heart but, slowly, your heart was mending once more and you were tired of holding onto grudges. "Okay," you finally said. "It's going to take a while for me to get used to the idea of us hanging out one day, but when that day comes, I'll let you know," you gave him a smile.

Waving goodbye, he said to you, "Okay then, friend. I'll look forward to that day." You shook your head at him as you laughed softly, then locked the door before heading back to your room to finish getting ready.

You felt lighter somehow. A weight lifted off your shoulders. This is what you needed for so long; closure. And although you were apprehensive to let Hoseok in at first, you were glad you did in the end.

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Choices (2)

Werewolf Au! Jungkook x Reader / Enemies to Lovers [Angst and mature content. Not smut but almost smut.]

Summary: Jungkook finally found her. His mate. His lifelong partner. But she's a human. Does he have to stay with her or can he stick it to whatever and whoever binds mates together and make his own decision?

Chapter 1

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It had been a few days since the encounter with god knows who in front of her car. It took a couple hours for her trembling to pass but the paranoia persisted. She would continuously check the blinds to see if he returned and would breathe a sigh of relief every time her driveway remained void of his presence. After more pacing around in her living room and spiralling thoughts, she knew she had to call Jennie. She was not the type of person to reach out, instead, wanting to figure things out on her own but it was only a few months ago that her entire world flipped upside down. That was a werewolf and she didn’t know if she was in danger. Fortunately her best friend was dating-or mates, whatever that meant-with a werewolf herself so hopefully Jennie had answers.



As she sat in the cafe waiting for Jennie, she found herself scanning every single person in the room just to see any peculiarities, glowing eyes to be specific. Her paranoia had her jumping in her seat when she saw people with coloured contacts. What else did she have to look for? Pointed ears? Wings? Did Leprechauns exist? Was she just going crazy?

The arrival of Jennie calmed her nerves and with a simple, “Tell me what happened.” from her friend, she found herself telling a story that would make anyone look at her like she was insane.

“What did he look like again?” Jennie asks.

“I-I can’t really remember. It was so dark and I was freaking out but I remember he had black hair, long hair.” she raked her brain trying to remember details about this guy.

“Did he have a scar on his face?” Jennie’s asked cutting her train of thought.

She stared at Jennie with her mouth slightly agape. How did she know?

“Yeah…on his cheek. How do you know?” she arched a brow at Jennie who was staring intensely at the latte in her hands.

Jennie never answered her question. She waved it aside saying that she was just thinking out loud and suggested that they walk around to get their minds off of what happened. Jennie tried to reassure her by pointing out that he hasn’t come back and that werewolves don’t set out to harm people. They’re just like regular people except for the fact that they weren’t.

Jennie’s suggestion to walk around and visit the shops in the neighbourhood did prove to get her mind off on why she wanted to see Jennie in the first place. The girls spent their day trying on clothes and buying little trinkets here and there. Throughout the day however, she couldn’t shake this feeling of being watched off her shoulders. She would ask Jennie if she felt the same way only for Jennie to tell her that she was being paranoid again and that everything was okay. As the sky grew darker, the feeling of danger continued to rise in her body. This time she knew that she wasn’t being paranoid because Jennie suddenly became quiet and rushed to leave whenever they would visit another shop.

“I think we should leave.” Jennie whispered.

There was a man that the both of them had taken notice of. He had been coming into all the shops they enter and leaving at the same time as the both of them, never trailing far behind.

“Let’s pop into the restaurant on the other side of the road, go to the washroom and see if we can leave from the back.” she whispers back to Jennie to which her friend nodded in agreement.

As suspected, the man followed them as they left and entered the restaurant with them. Thankfully, the restaurant was bustling with people waiting to get seated, servers rushing back and forth and people trying to leave.

“Now.” Jennie says, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the washrooms, ignoring all the protests from the employees.

Once the smell of food disappeared and the cold winter air greeted them, they ran to Jennie’s car, never once letting go of each other's hands.

“Jennie you gotta go. You gotta go now!” she cried as they both struggled to put on their seatbelts.

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“The West Clan want to celebrate our annual winter gathering at the end of the month.” Namjoon says.

The sun had finally set and the moon was bright in the sky. During winter, everyone seemed to be a bit more energized. Yoongi, one of the older members in the pack, had the most significant change during this season. He was more inclined to join in on group activities and would volunteer to complete tasks that were ‘boring’ like patrolling or warding off other entities nearby in the forest.

“Last time we hung out with the West Clan I almost died of boredom,” Taehyung sighs, dropping his head off the edge of the sofa to look at Namjoon, “Like I actually almost died. They’re the most boring group I’ve ever had to meet.”

“I thought they were cool.” Namjoon said bewildered. He really liked the West Clan. The leader was very philosophical and Namjoon would leave every gathering learning a little bit more about the world.

“Yeah because they talk like you,” Jimin chimes in, eyes not leaving the book he was reading, “Socrates this, to be or not to be that, is this cake or is that cake?”

To Jimin’s comment, Hoseok and Jungkook erupted with laughter. Namjoon could only roll his eyes and go back to looking at his email, deciding to bring this up again when they weren’t being assholes.

In nature, wolves live in groups. They did everything in groups and that reflected in their pack's living arrangements. The cabin that the seven of them built wasn’t very pretty considering that none of them have any experience in building homes but somehow they made it work. Each of them had a room inside the main cabin and separate homes behind the cabin for those with mates. This was an agreement made mutually and silently after being awake all night when Namjoon met his mate, coincidentally during his heat as well.

“Where’s Jin? I haven’t seen him all day.” Yoongi asks, emerging from his room.

“Probably doing it with Mina.” Taehyung snorts.

“They are actually grocery shopping now that Jennie’s a part of the family.” Namjoon sighs, closing his laptop.

“Oh yeah.” Taehyung simply says smiling ear to ear.

Hearing this made Jungkook tense up. The game he was playing with Hoseok on the tv no longer something he wanted to do. Ever since his encounter with her, he hadn’t gone back. The most annoying part was how badly he wanted to go see her again. It was like trying to hold two magnets apart and no matter how hard he tried, he simply could not ignore what his body was feeling. He almost started to hate her for having such an effect on him. It wasn’t love or longing like how it was supposed to feel, but more anger and resentment. He couldn’t even control what he could physically do. Jungkook’s eyes remained in their amber color since he smelled her and it was getting harder and harder to go out and about without people staring at him-after all, coloured contacts aren’t supposed to glow. After a day, his brothers stopped asking him about his eyes instead just choosing to ignore Jungkook’s sudden change until he was ready to talk about it.

“Dude you’re in eighth place.” Hoseok’s excited laughter pulling Jungkook back into reality.

Jungkook stared at his Toad character on the screen that hadn’t moved since Namjoon’s comment. He shook his head and resumed the game with a mutter of “watch how quickly I can beat your ass”. Until this whole thing blows up in Jungkook’s face, he’ll continue to ignore it. He’ll continue to ignore her until it’s life or death.

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The car ride between Jennie and her was silent. The both of them almost too scared to speak or they’ll manifest the man that had been following them.

As Jennie pulled into a neighborhood, she noticed that Jennie’s knuckles had turned white from how hard she had been gripping the steering wheel. With how their drive had been uninterrupted and how close they were to her house, she felt like she could slowly breathe again.

“That was crazy huh?” she cleared her throat trying to ease the tension.

“Yeah what the fuck was that all about?” Jennie laughed though her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

Once again, they both fell silent. As they neared her house, she made out a figure standing in the middle of the road. An all too familiar figure.

“Jennie…” she called out, her voice barely a whisper, “He’s fucking here.”

Jennie slammed on the brakes and despite the man being a few meters in front of them, it was as if he could see them so clearly. The girls sat still trying to figure out what their next move was. When the man took a step forward with the side of his lips turned upwards, Jennie put her stick in reverse and turned the car around so fast she swore the whole neighborhood could hear the screech of her tires.

“Go! Go! Go!” she screamed, gripping onto the dashboard and looking at the rear window to see where he was.

Her eyes widened and her mouth hanging when she saw just how quick this guy could run. If his speed wasn’t the culprit of her shock, it was his glowing red eyes. She felt her breathing intensify at an uneven speed.

“Jennie I think that guy is either a fucking werewolf or on loads of bath salts right now.” she yelped when she felt Jennie take a sharp right turn.

“Or a vampire. That guy is going to fucking kill us if we don’t lose him.” Jennie felt tears prick in the corner of her eyes.

“A vampire?!” she gasped now facing Jennie who looked just as terrified as her, “You’re telling me vampires exist now?!”

“Hey! If werewolves are real, anything is fucking real okay!” Jennie screamed back.

The both of them let out another scream when they heard the noise of what sounded like nails scratching on the trunk.

“Oh my fucking god! He’s right fucking behind us!” her eyes now filled with tears.

They had to figure out another route of escape because going over 100 kilmeters per hour seemed like a jog to this guy.

“I’m going to pull the e-brake and whatever direction we face, just step on the gas!” she cried giving Jennie minimal time to brace herself. Taking a chance, she ripped the e-brake sending the girls drifting. It seemed to daze whatever was chasing them and in the small space of his confusion, Jennie went back to stepping on the gas in the opposite direction. There was only one location in mind where Jennie knew they would be safe, she only hoped that they would make it there in time.

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The night continued with more laughs and jokes targeted at Namjoon. Jungkook had managed to beat Hoseok in ten rounds of Mario Kart which Hoseok accused Jungkook of somehow cheating and throwing the controller to Jimin vowing to never play with Jungkook again. Instead of accusing Jungkook of cheating, Jimin resorted to calling Jungkook all sorts of colorful names ending with “fucker” when they switched from Mario Kart to Super Smash Bros.

“You’re such a bitch!” Jimin screamed when his character K.O’d again.

Jungkook wiped a tear from his eyes from laughing so hard. He threw the controller aside and got up to stretch.

“I’m done with gaming. You guys suck.” he teased, feeling satisfied with the dirty looks both Hoseok and Jimin shot him.

Following his comment, Jungkook got up and let out a big, exaggerated yawn to further rub salt in their wounds. As he was about to grab a glass of water from the kitchen, the hairs on his back stood up and he felt his stomach drop. Jungkook rapidly spun back around only to see his pack mates lounging and relaxing. His heart began to race and his canines were itching to unsheathe themselves. Something was very, very wrong. He walked towards the window and looked to see if there was anything outside only to be greeted by the moon and swaying trees.

“You feel it too?” Taehyung’s voice suddenly beside him.

Jungkook glanced briefly at Taehyung. His eyes were also glowing and his brows furrowed. Whatever it was, it seemed like only the two of them could feel it.

“Looking for your next victim to bully out there, Kook?” Jimin taunted.

When neither Taehyung or Jungkook answered, the entire room became quiet.

“Hey you guys okay?” Jimin asked, standing up to go over to them.

The rest of the pack followed behind Jimin, everyone tense and ready to pounce at any sound.

“There’s just something off.” Taehyung muttered, sounding like he was speaking to himself.

“Jungkook?” Namjoon nudged.

Jungkook replied with a grumble. He strained his eyes to make out anything out of the ordinary, becoming more and more frustrated as the minutes passed.

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“I thought you said werewolves don’t set out to harm humans!” she called, hoping Jennie could hear her over the roaring wind.

“Not if they’re rogue!” Jennie called back.

“What the fuck are you talking about?!” she cried, feeling hot tears stream down her cheek.

In the time they spent escaping this monster, the both of them had escaped death numerous times. How they’re alive, she’ll never know. Jennie’s right side mirror had broken off and three out of the four windows were smashed from ramming into other cars or poles. None of them seemed to notice how many shards of glass were piercing through their clothes and embedding themselves into their skin. She vowed that if they were still alive after this, she would devote herself to whatever God out there wanted her.

“We’re almost there.” Jennie breathes out like a mantra.

Trying to see through her blurred vision from the unending tears forming in her eyes, she could make out a long dirt road with trees surrounding them. In the far distance, she saw one single light and smoke rising from the top. She didn’t care where Jennie was taking them, as long as they were safe. As if the creature could hear her thoughts, it swiped the back of Jennie’s car eliciting another ear splitting scream from the both of them.



“Did you hear that?” Yoongi said, his voice a hush.

The rest of them craned their necks to see where that scream came from. Every single pack member now on their toes.

“What the fuck…” Taehyung breathed as he inched away from the window making his way to the front door, everyone following behind.

The winter cold phased none of them who were all wearing either short sleeves or shorts. As the sound of a car engine grew closer, Jungkook could feel his heart hammer harder and harder. The veins on his arms protruding and his canines now completely in full view. Succumbing to their instincts, Jungkook and Taehyung stepped off their porch and slowly approached the sputtering light coming towards them.



Jennie’s head craned back and forth between the cabin and the creature chasing them. She needed to know how much longer she could keep her car going before either Taehyung came to their rescue or before they died at the hands of the monster behind them. She knew her car couldn’t take much longer and cursed loudly when she saw the hill they’d have to climb.

“Jennie! I just wanted to say I love you and I’m glad you’re my best friend!” she blurted out, gripping onto Jennie’s shoulder.

Now was the best time to say goodbye. There was no way they were making up that hill.

“Don’t say that! Don’t fucking say that! We're not going to die!” Jennie screamed, her face covered in tears and cuts from the broken glass.

A loud thump was heard on the trunk and Jennie’s car sputtered to a stop. She reached out to grab Jennie’s hand and they both squeezed onto each other like their lives depended on it, which it did.

Nothing was heard except for their trembling breaths and the horrible sound from the creature's body against the metal of Jennie’s car. There were so many noises coming from the hood of the car that it was hard to pinpoint exactly where this creature was. After minutes of screeching and scraping, everything fell silent. Her eyes darted side to side, hyper alert to any sudden movement. As more silence was all they could hear, they clung onto their last thread of hope that they had finally been left alone. As Jennie moved a shaking hand towards her keys to try and restart the car, a head popped down from the trunk and smiled sinisterly at them. This thing was no longer the man they saw walking amongst them earlier, but a creature with big red eyes, rows of razor sharp teeth and splotches of red and black covering its skin. In the blink of an eye, its arm broke through what was left of Jennie’s windshield and latched onto Jennie’s hand. Instinct took over and Jennie screamed the only name she knew in her darkest hours.

And just like that, Taehyung and the rest bolted down the hill. The blood in Taehyung’s body boiling when he saw a rogue werewolf attempting to pull the love of his life out of her wrecked car. All he saw was red and if reincarnation was real, he would look for this piece of shit and rip it limb to limb through all his lifetimes.

“Stop! Stop!” she felt her heart in her throat as she held onto Jennie attempting to pull her away from the creature.

She closed her eyes trying to block out the snarls and saliva flying from its mouth as it tried to wedge its body into the small opening of the cracked windshield. She hugged onto Jennie’s body and sunk into her seat trying to free her legs from the cramped leg space. The last thing she could do was go into an all out fight with this thing in order to save her best friend’s life. She managed to pull most of Jennie’s body onto her side and maneuver her body so that most of Jennie’s body was between her and the seat. In the midst of the monster trying to come through the windshield, it sliced open its arm, freeing Jennie in the process. What made her sick to her stomach was how it didn’t even care and continued its rampage to try to get to them. She made sure to hold onto Jennie tight and tuck her away as much as she could.

“Get! Away! You! Ugly! Bastard!” between each word, she kicked the creature in the face as hard as she could, the sick thing laughing each time her foot made contact with its face. One last kick was all she could muster and she was going to make sure she gave it all she could. If they were going to die, no one could say they didn’t go without a fight.

With a painful groan, she raised her foot and aimed right for the monster’s nose. To both her and Jennie’s surprise, the creature went flying onto the road. It wasn’t until she heard Jennie whisper Taehyung’s name when she saw his figure grab the monster from the road before savagely ripping it apart. This time it was Jennie trying to shield her friend from the gruesome view by covering her eyes. She flinched every time the creature howled in pain or when she heard the sound of its bones being crushed. Once all she could hear again was her breathing and Jennie’s racing heart, she slowly opened her eyes to see a bunch of men standing around what was now the creature's bloody carcass. As her breath began to steady, Taehyung snapped his neck over and she was met with the angriest glowing eyes she had ever seen. She winced and closed her eyes again.

“It’s okay, it’s just Taehyung. We’re okay now, it’s okay.” Jennie sobbed.

Both sides of the door flung open and she felt a pair of hands on her side pulling her out of the car making her latch onto Jennie once more in fear of being pulled apart.

“No! No! Stop!” she cried trying to fight against whoever was touching her.

“Hey, it's me. It’s Namjoon, it’s okay. Nothing is here to hurt you anymore.”

He slowly peeled her away from Jennie and brought her into his arms. The poor thing was trembling covered in glass and blood. She clung onto Namjoon’s t-shirt trying to scan her environment just in case they needed to run again. She looked over to see where Jennie was and finally felt a sense of security for the first time tonight when she saw Taehyung cradling her and soothing her. Jennie completely melted in his arms and allowed herself to sob in his chest because she knew she was safe.

“Jungkook, Jimin and Hoseok! Go scan the area to make sure there are none of these things left!” Namjoon barked.

Jungkook was an unfamiliar name. She wondered if he was the one who couldn’t make it to Jennie’s birthday party. She tried to figure out which one Jungkook was but it was too dark and the adrenaline made it hard for her to focus. Obeying Namjoon’s command, two figures ran past them into the woods.

“Jungkook.” Namjoon said between gritted teeth, irritated that the youngest one wasn’t listening.

She looked around to see who Namjoon was speaking to when she saw him. She knew those eyes and she knew that scar. The moment they locked eyes, they both felt a familiar surge of electricity run through their bodies. With flash of his canines followed by a snarl, Jungkook disappeared into the forest with lightning speed.

Jungkook. That was the one she saw in her driveway that fateful night.

‘tis your throne | jjk

➳ pairing: rich!jungkook x f!reader

➳ genre: established relationship, pwp, smut, explicit.

➳ summary: you thought that it’s your seat. but no, according to jungkook, ‘tis your throne.

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➳ rating & word count: 18+ ; ~4K

➳ warnings: language, explicit sexual content, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, nipple play, oral sex (f! & m! receiving), fingering, dirty talking, rough sex, pet names, unprotected sex (be safe people!!), over stimulation, multiple orgasms (f! receiving), big d*ck!jungkook, squirting, cream-pie — this is a work of fiction and doesn’t represent jungkook in any way!

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➳ a/n: hi, i’m back after decades lmao! since jungkook has been ‘no more buttons’ lately; I wrote another impulsive pwp! thank you so much @starlightauroras-main for beta reading and editing! ily so much uwu (≧▽≦)!! a big thanks to @jaeism for making me this beautiful banner ily mwah mwah ♥!!

Jungkook steps out of the elevator, sighing out of relief. He’s finally home after another hectic day; and even though he’s exhausted, his steps are fast, taking him to the door of his luxury condo. A familiar rush of happiness makes his heart thrum in his chest. He can’t wait to see a very special certain someone. He can’t wait to get lost in the feeling of his love, the light of his life.

“Sweetheart?” Jungkook’s searching voice snaps you back to reality. Pleasantly surprised, you step back from the mirror. He’s home already? Admiring your figure in the beautiful, lace lingerie one last time, you head towards the closet, your heels clicking against the tiled floor.

“Baby? Aren’t you home?” His honeyed voice wraps you up in a comforting daze.

You hurriedly put on a dress shirt to cover yourself, finally gathering yourself and answering him, “Coming!”

Running fingers through your messy and untamed hair, you close the bedroom door behind you. You walk out in the spacious living space, excitement bubbling up in your chest. You spot him on the couch, a glass of his old faithful scotch on the table in front of him as he frowns at his laptop screen.

After hesitating for a bit, you take a seat right beside him. A soft smile curves Jungkook’s mouth upwards, his right hand automatically taking a hold of your thigh. You wrap your arms around his waist in return, resting your chin on his shoulder. Moments of comfortable silence stretches, and you enquire, your eyes fixed on him, “What is it?”

He shakes his head in response, squeezing your thigh gently. “It’s nothing love. Don’t worry.”

Not convinced at all, you hold his chin firmly, making his gaze shift to you instead. “Are you sure?”

With a heavy sigh, he closes the laptop wearily. Knowing very well that he’s stressed, you run your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp in hopes of helping him. Jungkook melts under your touch, turning around to bury his face in the softness of your chest. You drop a chaste kiss on his forehead, feeling complete.

“What would I do without you, y/n?” he hums, pulling away slightly to look into your eyes fondly.

You peck his lips, touching your foreheads together. “Probably you’ll age faster with all the stress and be lonely.”

You suppress your giggle, earning an eye roll from him. Settling you on his lap, he slaps your butt teasingly. “You had to go there, didn’t you?” You barely manage to hold your laugh, struggling to keep silent. But, Jungkook seems to be far away from the conversation suddenly, his eyes now drinking you in slowly.

“Fuck.” He curses under his breath, his fingers gently tracing the border of your panties over the shirt. “Why are you wearing this today?”

You shrug. “I was just trying on random stuff the whole evening. After wearing this, I didn’t really feel like discarding them… so I just kept it on.”

He nods thoughtfully, bunching up the shirt around your waist to grab you. “Good thing that you kept this on. Can’t wait until all of these will be showcased on our bedroom floor.” His voice is husky and playful, and you feel his bulge growing against your core, your teeth instinctively sinking on the soft flesh of your lower lip.

Jungkook cups your cheek, pulling you closer to capture your lips in a slow, languid kiss. He nibbles on your lower lip, coaxing you to open up to him. You let out a gasp and his tongue finds yours, a pleasant shiver running down your spine as he caresses your sides. A moan escapes you when he starts grinding his hips with yours, a low growl vibrating in his throat.

Out of breath, you pull away first, your pupils dilated from wild desire. He tucks a stray lock of hair behind your ear, throwing you a devilish grin. Unsure of what he’s about to do, you lean into his touch, purring.

“Jungkook!” You screech, suddenly turned upside down as he throws you over his shoulder swiftly, carrying you to the bedroom. A rough slap across your right ass cheek makes you whimper, and you can swear that there’s a self-satisfied smirk on his face.

Once inside, he gently places you down.

Just as you’re about to go off on him, he pushes you up against the wall to your surprise, his teeth scraping against the sensitive skin of your neck.

“Oh!” You mewl out, losing all your power to his ministrations. He nibbles on your earlobe, his gaze locking with yours.

“You’ll remember only me once I’m done with you, love. Just me and how I make you feel.” The determined tone of his voice and hunger evident in his honey brown orbs are proof of just how serious he is about his plans.

“Is that so?” You make sure to flutter your eyelashes in the end, the words rolling smoothly off your tongue.

Jungkook is sure he has seen every shade of the very wide range of your smiles, but the smug grin painted on your lips right now is something else entirely. He looks at you transfixed, unable to act on his sinful thoughts. You are more than capable, though.

You push him away, walking slowly towards the luxurious king-size bed. Your hips sway to an enchanting melody only your mind knows. With a graceful twirl, you fall on the sheets, inviting Jungkook with your index finger and irresistible, lustful eyes. He lazily strides up to the bed, sizing you up and down. Just a moment later, he’s towering over you, waiting for the next move.

A teasing spectacle begins to unwind — you start undressing yourself, your every motion frustratingly slow. You kick your heels off, while your fingers pull your dress shirt up to peel off the tights, spreading your legs slightly with feet pressed against Jungkook’s chest. His strong hands, ludicrously eager to touch you, move the sheer material down delicately, letting it fall on the floor. His mouth instantly glues to the bare skin of your ankle, peppering tender kisses up your leg without breaking eye contact.

Like a tulip blooming beneath the warm sunlight, you gently caress your bare thighs under his gaze, the elevation of your breaths making him smile. You can feel your skin tingling for his touch, the urge to have him almost too much to bear. He leans down to nuzzle your inner thighs, a jolt of electricity spreading goosebumps over your skin.

You finally divest yourself of your sheer white dress shirt, noticing the newfound hunger in Jungkook’s gaze scanning your barely clothed silhouette. The smirk crossing your face matches his as you pull down the straps of your bra, letting your breasts jump out of the cups. His pants suddenly become unbearably tight. Soon it becomes apparent that there’s a certain rush required...

Impatient, he peels off your lace thong, the delicate material flying away somewhere in the room. He leans in to kiss you, your legs automatically curling around his waist.

“I can’t believe that I get to see this piece of art whenever I want.” Jungkook whispers between hard, long kisses, his hands massaging your breasts. You gasp, pulling on his purple strands of hair as he starts to trail kisses down your jaw and neck. Wet heat gathers in your core, his mouth sucking on your collarbones.

“You’re so goddamn gorgeous, y/n.” His hot breath fans over your erected nipples. You moan wantonly, throwing back your head in pleasure when he finally wraps his lip around a sensitive bud, his tongue eagerly licking on it. His left hand occupies itself with your other breast, rolling and pinching the nipple. He groans, biting you softly when you pull a bit too hard onto his hair, a strangled whimper leaving you.

You try to buck up your hips against his, seeking friction between you two. Jungkook stops immediately, looking up to see your current state — a writhing mess. With a gentle bite on your nipple, he leaves your chest, a questioning look in his eyes. “What do you want me to do, baby?”

You whine in protest, trying to pull him down on you. But he’s much stronger – only giving you a sly grin. Desperate for his touch, you grab his hand, guiding it between your legs, just where you want it. But he takes his hand away, demanding, “Tell me, y/n. Tell me what you want.”

With a shaky breath, you whisper, “I need you to touch my clit, please.”

As a coy smile plays on his lips, he lets his finger trail down your belly, approaching your slit. Jungkook stops right before the swollen nub, chuckling at your whine. “Please.” You lift your ass, hoping that his hand will slide down as a result. But, he pushes your hips down, his voice low, “Behave, sweets.”

Watching your puppy dog eyes, he sighs. You know his weak spots. With one last look, he nestles himself between the warm cocoon of your thighs. You clutch onto the bedsheet, knowing very well what’s about to happen. “So eager for me.” The heated words puff against your core and you squirm.

He gently thumbs the sensitive bundle of nerves, coaxing a soft whimper from you. Increasing the pressure on it sometimes, he enjoys the sounds you make in response. He gently nips your inner thigh, one of your hands flying to his long hair. Jungkook kisses your clit before starting to suck on it. “Please… That’s… ” You choke out, his adept tongue stimulating you further.

“That’s what?” You can feel his smile against your skin. Inhaling sharply, you say, “That feels so good.” His teeth drag on the nub, making you scream, “Jungkook!”

Jungkook knows he looks just as wrecked as you, his eyes fixed on your hazy ones and his hair tousled from your tugging.

In a massive surge of desire, he extracts himself from you to get rid of the problematic fabrics on his body. With his hungry gaze on you, he flings both his underwear and pants off. Your smile widens at the bold initiative; and you sit up to reach for his shirt, unbuttoning it. Your eyes fall on his erection, the glorious size of it bobbing lazily. Gingerly, you let your hand skim the lines of his chiseled abs, inching closer to his cock.

“Later.” Jungkook whispers, grabbing your wrist before it can reach him. He pushes you down on the bed, towering over your small form. It seems like he’s back to admiring your naked body, his eyes roaming all over you.

“You’re all fucking mine.” The material of his shirt slid off his shoulders with a tug, leaving both of you in the raw.

Every time he sees you naked feels like the first time, even though he’s known every inch of your body by heart – touched it, licked it, kissed it, sucked it, memorized it. Nevertheless, he can’t get enough. His jaw drops every single time he’s met with your mesmeric curves.

So he just stands there, like the fool he is for you, examining you with his wild brown eyes as if he is comparing you with a fantasy, holding his urge on a leash. You stare back at him, your eyes alight with similar fascination and tenderness – now slightly overshadowed by something more primal.

In the blink of an eye you are all over each other again, rolling around the bed with lips melting in a fervent kiss and curious fingers uncovering one another’s mysteries. The cold weather outside seems a distant world away as the heat between you magnifies with every shared breath.

Jungkook’s greedy lips quickly follow down your neck, placing open-mouthed kisses along the way. The sweet distinctive trace of vanilla on your blazing skin befuddles all his senses, but he doesn’t allow that weakness to hinder his primary mission.

“Jungkook…” A sharp moan escapes your mouth at the sensation of his tongue closing around the soft spot behind your ear. His hands take care of your shaking body, his rock hard cock resting against your navel.

The journey soon continues; his hands slowly heading towards your core, driving you absolutely insane with even the tiniest movement. He’s partially stunned by how responsive you are to his touch, how your body reacts just the way he wants it to.

He dips his index finger into your warmth, groaning as he feels your juices coating him. “Fuck. You’re dripping wet, sweets.”

He doesn’t even have to send a proper request – you open yourself willingly, spreading your legs wide. But Jungkook just smirks roguishly in response, shaking his head.

“I have another idea.” He kisses you one last time and flips you two over, leaving you flabbergasted and gawking at his manhood standing tall for special attention. “Come here.”

You do as you are told, using your elbows to straighten up before straddling him. He bites his lip in silent frustration when your soaked folds wet his member, gliding up his length. The hiss he let out disappears into your mouth when you throw yourself at him with a passionate, all-consuming kiss. His hands grab your hips possessively, forcing you to move forward.

“Closer.” He mutters, kissing your jaw.

Unaware of his intentions, you blink confusedly. But that sly smile dancing on his face quickly reminds you how good of a player Jeon Jungkook is. And always such a giver.

You kiss the tip of his nose and rise up, moving all the way up, until you’re settled directly above his mouth.

“Is this my seat?” Your voice is nothing but a whisper, dripping with anticipation.

“'tis your throne, love.”

Jungkook doesn’t offer you a chance to answer – he lowers your hips, guiding your entrance straight onto his mouth. You teeter at the contact, hands reaching blindly for the bed frame, while his firm grip on your body keeps you in place.

He gives you no chance to recover – his tongue begins teasing your clit, every flick deliberate and exhilarating, setting your body on fire. Your hips roll to the rhythm of his skillful ministrations, begging for more friction.

The bed frame serves its purpose perfectly, your knuckles turning numb from the pressure of gripping for steadiness. You bite your cheek, trying to muffle the moans escaping your mouth. But how can you stay silent when he’s sucking you so good? You are about to let the whole neighborhood know that you’re riding Jeon Jungkook’s face.

His mouth doubles the effort, driving you higher and higher. As pleasure rips through you, you feel how exposed you are without his steadying arms wrapped around you. You instinctively reach for your breasts, squeezing them as hard as you can, floating through the orgasm with frenzied moans spilling out your lips.

Jungkook takes in every nuance of you – the way your body flexes on him, eyes half shut by the ecstatic feeling, your breasts aquiver, beads of sweat rolling down your skin and that sweet, sweet taste. You are spectacular and he is determined to keep you on the high wave.

Much to your surprise, Jungkook continues lashing at your clit after you fall apart. The overwhelming heat keeps on spurring you, making your knees quiver.

“Jungkook!” You yelp, not sure if it’s a cry of relish or call for help. It doesn’t stop him, though. His tongue sweeps your cunt relentlessly while his thumb rubs your oversensitive clit.

But you have to get his attention. “Jungkook, wait!”

He stops, utterly concerned, holding your shaking thighs. Before he manages to ask what’s wrong, you speak up again, your velvet voice faltering as you beam with satisfaction.

“I have an idea.”

Jungkook loosens up the grip on you and watches with piqued interest as you spin around just to nestle on top of him, with your cute bum landing right in front of his face. You send him a sultry look over your shoulder, take his cock in your soft hands and give him a few powerful strokes.

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to–”

The sentence is cut in the middle when your tongue twirls around his tip, pulling his length deep in your mouth. His hands land on your ass, seeking for something to grip tight as your excellent work sends a visceral thrill through his whole body. He can’t see you, but he can feel you struggling to take him all in. But you’re no quitter – a paralyzing warmth takes over his body a few moments later. His hips buck up slightly to meet your mouth, your head moving sluggishly up and down his throbbing cock. For a split second, you completely blow his mind.

In an instant, Jungkook gathers himself and gently brings you closer in one swift movement. His mouth dives into your pussy again, eliciting a strangled moan as you squirm on top of him.

When he slips two fingers to join his tongue, you stop dead in your tracks, falling forward, choking on his cock that hits your throat. He can feel every muscle on your body tensing at the additional friction. You moan loudly around his length, sending vibrations through him. He groans, his tongue ravishing your slit. The pace of his fingers slow down ever so slightly, in rhythm with your pulsating cunt.

Riding out the high, you want to return the favor. Jungkook will cum with you too. Porn made it all look so easy and nonchalant, but it’s truly arduous. How are you supposed to pay all your attention to sucking his girth, When you’re already so close to your 2nd orgasm? He knows how to draw out the pleasure from you.

As your body breaks out in exhilarating shivers, you set your furious focus on his cock. Your head bobs up and down, tongue and hand working his length up tirelessly in an unsteady, yet powerful manner. Your dedication is greeted with a few muffled moans and an additional digit teasing your entrance as a reward. It’s definitely not a race, but feeling his tongue and fingers plunging deep into your core, you finally realize Jungkook obviously plans to completely demolish you. And you are slowly giving in.

The air fills with obscene slippery sounds and quiet humming on both sides – the obvious proof of immense pleasure building up. Despite your ecstasy-fueled exhaustion, you keep your pace, tongue and fingers working earnestly to push him over the edge. Your moans and whimpers get louder soon, your walls squeezing him as you feel his cock throbbing in your mouth.

Maybe it’s a race after all. Maybe the fervor of your movements match your dedication to each other.

You sense the release is close. You feel it deep inside your core, as Jungkook’s dynamic licking and rubbing paralyzes you with blissful shivers. Your mouth stills around his member, your whole body trembling as you cum again. In a flash, you collapse on him with absolute pleasure, unable to move for a long while, basking in the afterglow. Jungkook slows down, gently licking each drop you offered, prolonging the pleasure.

When you finally have the power to extract your mouth from his cock and sit up, you notice that he’s still rock hard. Your saliva makes the veins glisten, and you almost feel bad for failing to make him cum.

“Sweets? Are you okay?” His hand rubs your back soothingly, concern laced with his voice. You nod, slowly turning around to finally meet his gaze, his frown melting into a soft smile. One blink and you’re on your back again, his body covering yours as he peppers your face with kisses.

“Jungkook!” You mewl, his chin slick from your essence. He grunts in response, his cock sliding along your slit. “I want you.” He states, his tip right on your entrance, waiting for your confirmation.

“Fuck me, then. Take me now.”

Without any hesitation, he enters you with a hefty push, filling you up in a way you’ve never experienced before. Maybe it’s because you’re overly sensitive, or maybe because you just tried something new with him… you don’t know. You hear the hitch of his breath once he hits the hilt, a desperate moan escaping you.

You are perfectly accustomed to his size somehow. But you didn’t expect this all-consuming, almost agonizing feeling of fullness before even he is pounding you. A series of vehement whimpers escape your mouth without your permission. Your chest heaves as you struggle to control your breathing.

Jungkook immediately notices the unconcealable shift in your demeanor. He cups your cheek, slowly pulling out of you.

“Baby, is everything all right?” He whispers, his voice full of concern. “Do you want me to stop?”

You instinctively grab his hand and lock your body on him with an inaudible cry, every word a torture. “I want you inside.”

He nods, relieved, pulling you as close as it is humanly possible. Your head lolls back, resting comfortably on the pillow so you can glance at him between the fits of passion. You two exchange a blithe smile, reflecting the dizzying sensation of each other’s presence. Jungkook’s lips brushes over your forehead in a sweet kiss just as he begins moving inside of you.

He starts off slow, pulling in and out as gently as he can, keeping you cradled in his protective arms. Your previous remark proves to be right – you are insanely tight and lubricated, your scent and unrestrained moans only adding to his arousal. He knows he won’t last long.

“Harder, please.” You whimper, your nails digging into his back, sure to leave marks that’ll be visible for the upcoming days. He willingly complies, deepening his thrusts, setting a merciless pace. The sound of slapping flesh punctuated by your heavy breathing and pleasure vocalizes in the most indecent way.

Everything is Jungkook – he invades all your senses, emptying your mind, leaving nothing but his name. You can feel the thunder of your heart pounding against your chest; his hands mindlessly roaming over your curves as you remain trapped in his strong embrace. His fingers sneak up to your clit, rubbing you with expert precision while his cock keeps on ravishing you. You are mere seconds away from yet another orgasm, unable to communicate in any form other than shameless moaning.

His deafening groans get more desperate, thrusts slower and rigid, his fingers pleasuring you frantically.

You double over the edge soon, screaming out his name in pure pleasure. Jungkook ruts his hips harder, getting closer to his release. But, on the other hand, something carnal starts building up in your body, your vision blacking out as suddenly you feel a flow of warm liquid running down your thighs. Jungkook curses, “Fuck baby. Fuck! Look at you squirting, a freaking goddess.”

You could only purr in response, your addled brain unable to register anything else. He growls out loud, the feeling of your inner walls clenching around him along with the hot liquid of your squirt on his stomach too much to handle. With a final sloppy thrust, he chokes out a groan of your name, thick ropes of his cum spilling inside you. Completely spent, he falls over your body, your bodies a tangled mess of each other.

Once you both have recovered and cleaned up the mess; Jungkook pulls you into his arms, sighing contentedly. You draw random patterns on his chest with your finger while he strokes your hair. The comfortable domestic silence prolongs, until Jungkook speaks up again.

“Was I too hard on you today?” He tilts your chin, his eyes gentle. For a moment you lose yourself in the warmth of his eyes…

“Not at all, I – enjoyed it.” You smile softly, lowering your head. He touches his forehead with yours, his lips just a breath away from you.

“I love you. So fucking much.” He squeezes you in his arms, kissing you gently on the lips. You hum appreciatively, sighing.

“I love you too, Jungkook.” You two share an endearing, personal smile that’s reserved for each other. Burying your face in his chest, you listen to his steadying heartbeat and slowly drift off to a peaceful sleep.

the end ♥

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thank you so much for reading bubs! hopefully you enjoyed this shenanigan of mine hehe 🙈! reblogs are highly appreciated 🥺💕! also leave your feedback if you want to 🥺❣️uwu! I’ve never written pwps this long before so lemme know! I hope I did it correctly ✨

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CW: discussions of oral, baby girl used, Jungkook’s mouth and habit of being bossy

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agent of love - jjk | 04

➸  as the FBI agent assigned to your phone, Jungkook keeps a diligent watch.  he takes a special interest when you try your hand in online dating AND online sexting. desperate to keep you from bombing yet another potential date, Jungkook breaks his vow of silence to assist you in your plight to get laid.

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a/n- hehehehehehehe hello again my friends welcome back to chaos. Also the order of the texts is important! hehe

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Before Dawn | kth.

banner by my love @kookiestarlight 🤎

↠ pairing : Kim Taehyung x Female Reader

↠ summary : Your love for Taehyung was something you often described as as a quiet emotion. He had very quickly become a part of the oxygen you needed to breathe. In his kisses, you found the promises of realness. In his embrace, you discovered your heartbeat, for the echoes of its steady sounds always mended your broken wings. The split second before his touch, every nerve in both your body and brain was electrified. It was the anticipation of being together in a way that was more than words, in a way that was so completely tangible.

OR when Taehyung shows his appreciation for you in the early hours of Sunday and you fall in love with him all over again.

↠ genre : established relationship au, idol au, boyfriend!tae, comfort au, pwp

↠ rating : 18+

↠ warnings : small allusions to sad feelings & anxiety, unprotected sex, female oral, fingering, breast play, making out, reader squirts, pet names, softdom!tae, praise kink, they’re both just hopelessly in love with e/o 🥺

↠ word count : 5K

↠ a/n : hello loves! i’m back :) here is a little something that was written for the “slow motion” couple, although it can be read as a standalone! this was my first smut that i wrote & so please excuse how bad it is (i did edit it, but it’s still quite rubbish 💀) thank you to @chateautae​ & @taegularities​ who beta-read this for me at the time. thank you to @jjksblackgf​ for having a glance over it too 🤎 feedback is always appreciated & happy reading, loves! 🤎

↠ song : i wanna be yours - artic monkeys

4am.

It had to have been 4am.

Less than an hour ago, a comforting quietness fell upon you and Taehyung. The two of you spent all day together in bed, skin-to-skin having a heart-to-heart. You held him tight whilst comforting him and listening to everything he poured out of himself. Whether Taehyung made sense or not, you listened to all he had to say. After being strong for so long, he finally gave permission to his vulnerable and fragile self to come out of hiding. To seek shelter in the sanctuary of your hold. You gave him advice, helped him write down his thoughts, but most importantly you graced him with soft kisses to let him know that he’s okay and that his feelings are valid. That he’s still here and that he’s not alone.

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— trust issues | jjk

⊳ pairing: drummer!jungkook x model!reader

⊳ rating: 18+

⊳ word count: 2.2k

⊳ genre: bar au, non-idol au, strangers to lovers, smut & fluff

⊳ warnings: explicit sexual content, language, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering

⊳ summary: he was trouble. everyone knew it. you knew it too but you didn’t care. You were a player as well and maybe, even worse than him.

Sex to you was like an escape. You’d fuck men and kick them out after you were done. All of them, except him last night.

Every Friday night, he played the drums at the bar you worked at, and every time, he and his boys left with different girls.

He was trouble. Everyone knew it. You knew it too, but you didn’t care. You were a player, too, and maybe even worse than him. All of your exes and one-night stands were the opposite of him. Jungkook was exactly your type. Long dark hair, dark eyes, and an incredible body. You often imagined how that body would feel on top of yours.

“You know,” your friend said, taking a sip from the drink you just made her at the bar, “you’re like the girl version of him. I bet sex would be so bomb with him.”

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🌙 𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢, 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢, 𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔱

impatient (m) | jjk

pairing; jungkook x f. reader

word count; 1,471

rating; 18+

content; drabble for risqué – car sex duh, dirty talk, unprotected sex, nipple play, swearing, the usual :)

a/n; the car sex drabble for the risqué couple as someone requested!! this drabble takes place at some point during pt 3 🤗 pls ignore any typos, i wrote this on my phone and i’m too excited to post to proof read :))

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