Long Way Home 03 | Jjk

long way home 03 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 1.5k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers

rating: pg

warnings: jealous jk, drunk oc

summary: the one where you had a little too much to drink and, oops, your lips are pressed against someone else's.

a/n: enjoy sad dilf jk hours <3

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 |

masterlist | long way home masterlist

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When Jungkook got texts from you saying "hiiiii" - "are u still up?" - "i could call a cab but id like to save money" - "hi?" - "lemme call u" - "oh youre online" - "hiii" - "pls take me home?" - "<3" he knew that you had one or two - who was he shitting - probably more than five drinks too much.

It's past 3 am and he's driving through empty streets with Nabi sleeping in the backseat in her little baby seat.

When Jungkook parks right in front of the bar he immediately catches sight of you. And you do too because your legs start walking toward his car and Jungkook can't keep his eyes from gawking at your beautiful body. Your exposed legs, your thighs, your cleavage and that glowing smile curving your lips make Jungkook's heart beat a little faster. You're stunning. And he'll never get over how stunning you are.

Jungkook would have helped you getting into his car but apparently he spent too much time staring at your gorgeous beauty. You stumbled into the passenger's seat before he even had the chance to get out of the car and assist you.

"Kookie," you greet him, way too enthusiastically. You throw your arms around his neck and pull him in for a hug. "Hii," you say against his neck.

He has to bite back a smile as he hugs you back. "Hey, baby." Jungkook makes sure to put your seat belt on when you lean back again.

When you notice Nabi in the back you halt for a moment. "I shouldn't be too loud." Jungkook nods, driving the car from the parking lot and heading home.

"Had fun tonight?"

"Mhmm," you smile. "A lot, actually."

"Where was Seulgi?"

"She's still there with Jimin. Dunno how they're not exhausted yet." You play with Jungkook's tattooed fingers when he has his hand around the gear shift.

It seems like you're in deep thoughts when you suddenly speak again. "Hey, remember when you were almost two hours late at picking up Nabi last week? That was not nice of you."

"I know, it'll never happen again. I'm sorry." He sighs, sounding disappointed. Jungkook still cringes whenever he thinks of that night and he feels bad for treating you like that.

"It's okay. I do stupid things too sometimes."

"No you don't," he denies. "You never do."

"I did something very stupid today," you confess.

Jungkook sends a quick glance to your side. He can't figure out if you really mean that or if it's just your intoxicated brain over dramatising an insignificant occurrence. You're drunk, you could have done anything, really.

"Mind to tell me or is this gonna be another one of your secrets that you'll hoard for the rest of your life?" He still gets amused just by the fact of quoting your high-school self when Jungkook was in your bedroom after school and was looking through your stuff on the desk and found your diary. He teased you and you ran after him and he held the diary up in the air and laughed when you tried to jump to reach it. You told him that all the pages were full of you crushing on a boy and Jungkook got so curious because he never experienced you having a crush on any boy in school. Eventually he gave the diary back to you because he wasn't an ass and because he respected your privacy and maybe because Jungkook didn't know how he'd feel once he would know on which boy you were having a crush on. Not happy, he knew that for sure.

His thoughts get ripped away when he hears you whispering your confession.

"I kissed Jimin tonight."

"You - what?" He expected a lot. But not that.

"I don't know - we, we were dancing and then I turned around and then he was there and his hands were on my body and it felt nice so I leaned closer and had a better view on his lips - his lips look so beautiful, Jungkook. Like, I couldn't stop myself because they just looked so kissable. And then it just happened but not for too long...well, if I think about it - maybe it was long, I don't know."

You slump back on the seat. "I just - we work together and, and I don't want this to be messy. I mean, I don't even know if I have feelings for him. He's just - kind and sweet and he makes me feel good."

You whine. "Jungkook."

He's glad that he has to stop at a red light because now he can look at you and doesn't have to watch you ramble and getting frustrated with understanding your emotions through the corner of his eye.

"I'm confused," you pout.

He is too. Not because he doesn't understand his feelings toward someone he kissed at a bar. But because he thought that he managed to storage that weird emotion of bitterness away that always came up soaring his body when you talked about another guy. He thought he had it under control. But yet here he was, struggling to prevent his hands to form fists around the steering wheel.

You return his gaze with big eyes, like he has all the answers to all the questions in the world. Like he could catch all the desirable stars from the night sky and give them to you.

"You're drunk, baby. Your thoughts are a mess right now anyways, so don't overthink it. Tomorrow you can think about it with a clearer mind, yeah?"

"Don't call me that."

"Hm?" Jungkook asks. He's called you baby a thousand times before.

"It makes my heart feel so...dunno...soft? It feels strange, Koo. I don't know if my heart should be feeling like that." You close your eyes and frown. You should have stopped drinking hours ago, Jungkook can see that. But he makes a mental note to call you baby more often because just the thought of your heart feeling soft whenever he calls you that makes his own one grow softer as well.

"You need sleep," he comments.

"I need cuddles."

"You can get them once we're at my place."

"Mh no, not your cuddles."

"Huh?" Now Jungkook is the one twisting his face into a confused frown. But when you're suddenly turn and bend over the small space between the driver's seat and the passenger's seat Jungkook understands who's cuddles you are in need for.

"Y/n, no you can't-" Both his hands are on your waist. Luckily the seat belt it stopping you from going any further. Your already short dress is hiking up the more you resist his grasp. He doesn't look but - okay, maybe he looked at your cute bum for a split second but it's really not his fault because it was there, right in front of his eyes and he just took a short glimpse at it.

You huff and give in, allowing Jungkook to push you back to your seat. The traffic lights turn green again the second you're properly sitting again.

"Nabi's sleeping right now and I doubt she'll be happy being woken up right now - even if it's for cuddles."

You massage your temple with closed eyes. Your little stunt probably got you a little dizzy.

"These shoes are killing me," you groan, taking your heels off.

"You do the same shit every time," Jungkook says, watching how you rub your sore feet against each other.

"But see how cute they look?" you defend, pointing at your heels.

And right after you say that Jungkook parks his car in front of his apartment building. Within a few seconds Jungkook opens up the door at your side and grabs you by the waist to throw you over his shoulder. You squeak surprised but don't protest. It's not like this is the first time he has done this. He pulls your dress down so now weirdo that lurks around the street can see anything.

Jungkook doesn't forget to get your shoes from the car, letting them dangle on his fingers tips. He manages to get Nabi out of the car too, careful not to cause too much movement to not wake her from her deep sleep.

After Jungkook helped you changing into some comfy clothes that you left at his place for moments like this you insist on letting Nabi sleep between Jungkook and you in his bed. Jungkook gives in, knowing that arguing with you while you're drunk isn't going to lead anywhere.

So he lays on his side and watched Nabi and you sleep. Jungkook still can't get Jimin out of his mind. But he forces himself not to think about too much. It's just a kiss. And you even said that you weren't sure if you had feelings for him. You were probably just drunk. That's all.

He bops Nabi's small nose with a little smile on his lips and then proceeds to gently brush you hair behind your ear. You mumble something incoherent and snuggle into his palm that he rested against your cheek.

Forever, Jungkook thought. He could go to bed like this forever. Watch over his most precious girls and fall asleep to that beautiful view.

But those thoughts were just dreams and Jungkook stopped believing in dreams coming true a long time ago.

long way home 16 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 1.7k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers

rating: pg

warnings: touch her n i'll kill u typa situation, koo is ANGY angy 😠, annoying exes 🙄

summary: the one where jungkook proves to you that he's always there for you when you need him.

a/n: im soft for them

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 |

masterlist | long way home masterlist

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"Y/n!"

The banging against the door lets a shudder scuttle down your spine.

"I came to apologise. Please open the door!"

You screw your eyes shut, trying to block out the painfully loud bangs.

Every single time you're afraid that he'll break the door. The thought of him getting in your apartment and being alone with him makes your stomach churn in trepidation. His voice alone brings up memories that you're desperately trying to forget.

He's not going to leave. He only ever leaves when Jungkook forces him to.

You peek from under your duvet, grabbing your phone in the darkness of the room. You squint when the screen of your phone blinds you. You search for Jungkook's contact in your phone.

The last text you received from him says, "can't stop by today, nabi has her 6 month check up at the doctor's"

You call Jungkook, and although it's the middle of the night - 02:22 am to be exact - he doesn't keep you waiting for too long.

"Mhmmm?" his groggy voice mutters into the speaker, directly into your ear.

"Y/n!" Minjun shouts from outside.

You flinch, pulling the duvet closer around your body. "Minjun's here," you whisper.

"Oh, for fucks sake," he curses quietly, not sounding as tired as before anymore. "Don't open the door, alright? I'll be there as soon as possible. Don't be scared, baby."

"Okay," you say, closing your eyes in relief.

You drop your phone next to you on the bed. If you're honest, you were a little worried that he would not pick up your call. You haven't seen Jungkook since last week and somehow in that time he has morphed into a bad texter, taking hours to reply to your messages and sometimes not even bothering to call you back. You get it, he works and is busy. But you miss him anyway.

"I'm sorry for what I did! I miss you, y/n!"

"God," you mumble after taking a sharp breath in. You hide beneath the duvet again, attempting to distract you from the noises outside but it's in vain, Minjun's voice cuts off every single thought in your head.

You don't know where his patience to yell in front of your door to get your attention comes from, but he spends another five minutes there. Yelling and knocking on your door like there'd be the slightest possibility of you allowing him in.

But then it's eerily quiet. And you know that Jungkook has just arrived.

You hurriedly get out of the bed, walk to your front door and try to view what's happening in the stairwell through the peephole.

They're both standing opposite each other. You immediately notice Minjun's red eyes. He never shows up sober. Always drunk.

"I just want to talk to her," Minjun says.

"Didn't I make myself clear last time? Huh?"

Your eyes dart to Jungkook when he closes the distance between him and Minjun. Minjun takes a step back, a slight glimmer of fear slicing through his eyes as he stares up at Jungkook.

Jungkook seems angry. He's always angry in these situations but you can see it in his eyes - he didn't come here just to tell Minjun to fuck off and rot in hell.

And because you don't want things to escalate, you slowly open the door, causing both men to turn their heads to you.

"Y/n," Jungkook says, his eyes gentle as they meet your face, but despite this, his voice is unyielding as he demands, "Go back inside."

You shake your head. "Don't do anything," you plead, briefly casting a glance at Minjun.

You've already seen Jungkook beat up Minjun. Though you hate him, you don't want to see Jungkook hurting someone till they bleed again.

"Y/n," Minjun calls.

Jungkook immediately whirls back. Minjun has come a little closer and Jungkook stands right in front of you, his tall and ripped body almost completely hiding your figure.

"Get the fuck away from her."

"Let me talk to her. Just for a second, please," he begs, looking over Jungkook's shoulder and into your eyes. You look away immediately, but you still notice how he comes forward a little and stretches out an arm in your direction.

"Don't you fucking dare touch her!" Jungkook yells, taking a stride toward him.

With one hand he grabs him by the collar, his other forming a fist and is about to strike him, but you pull Jungkook by the elbow, stopping him before he can take a swing.

Jungkook doesn't look at you, but he allows you to drop his fist to his side. He pushes Minjun back by the collar and he stumbles backwards.

"Don't you feel pathetic, Minjun?" Jungkook taunts. "You come here and leave with a black eye every time?" Jungkook slowly approaches him. "Huh? Don't you feel fucking pathetic? Or do you want to get beaten up?"

"I just wanted to apologise to her-"

"Bullshit," Jungkook spits. "Do you know how tired I am of seeing your face? I don't want you bothering my girlfriend ever again, do you fucking understand that?"

You swallow a lump in your throat. That was new.

Minjun has backed away close to the stairs and you're afraid that he will tumble down if Jungkook comes any closer.

"I'm not gonna hurt you now, but if you decide to show up here again? Pray that you'll be able to walk afterwards."

Jungkook raises his pierced brow. "And now fuck off before I decide otherwise."

You don't think you've ever seen Minjun run down the stairs that quickly.

As soon as he is out of the view Jungkook turns to you and grabs your hands. "You're good?" he asks, thumbs rubbing over your skin.

"Yeah, I just don't like seeing him."

Worry creases his forehead and he nods in understanding. "Want to sleep over at my place?"

"Please," you say, intertwining your fingers with his.

You always stay at his place after he scares Minjun off like this. You have trouble sleeping afterwards and sleeping at Jungkook's place and being held in his arms helps you a little with that.

"I'm sorry for calling you in the middle of the night," you apologise as Jungkook enters the living room after checking up on Nabi.

"I want you to call me whenever you need me, no matter what time it is, okay?" He sits down next to you on the couch, pulling you to his side.

"I thought you...might not answer my call," you confess. Biting down your lip, you look up at him from where you're cuddled against his side.

"Why would you think that?" His hand that had caressed your back halts.

"Well," you starts, a bit unsure how to approach it. "I feel like you've been ignoring me a little over the past week."

"I'm working a lot these days, y/n."

The dark circles under his eyes are unmistakable, and only now do you recognise how tired and exhausted he looks. And then you come to the conclusion that you maybe shouldn't have this conversation at nearly 3 o'clock in the morning, so you say, "Let's talk tomorrow. I'm hella tired."

Jungkook yawns and mumbles a "good" before he lying down on the couch, taking you with him as he makes himself comfortable. "Cause I'm tired too."

You take the folded fuzzy blanked that he always has on the armchair of the couch and spread it over the both of you.

Jungkook's couch may not be the biggest but you two would've snuggled up like this in his bed too, so it doesn't really matter.

You try to sleep with his heartbeat drumming in your ear, but you keep opening your eyes every now and then, not being able to fall asleep the slightest.

"Can't sleep?" Jungkook asks into the darkness.

"I don't like being woken up with him screaming and knocking against my door. It scares me." You hate how hard it is to go back to sleep after him waking you up like that.

"Hey." Jungkook shortly squeezes your waist. "You're with me now. And you'll always be safe with me. There's nothing to be scared of right now." He leans down and plants a peck on your temple. "And honestly, I don't think he'll come back after his night."

"I mean, after you called me your girlfriend he looked even more...scared of you."

"He's a fucking looser. My hands are still itching to rip his face off."

You sigh and try to change the topic. "Why aren't you asleep? Thought you were tired too." You draw circles on his black t-shirt, feeling his toned chest just beneath.

"I'm just thinking."

" 'bout what?" You prop your chin on his chest. "About how much you missed me?"

He chuckles and you feel his body moving under yours as he does so.

"Yeah, I'm thinking bout how much I missed you."

"Hey," you sulk. "That sounded close to irony."

Jungkook laughs again and this time you can't help but smile as well. "No, it's true. I missed you a lot."

The gentle smile on your lips falters when Jungkook suddenly embraces your face with his hands and pulls your head closer to his. He leans forward the slightest bit and you forget to breath for a moment.

You feel his soft lips pressing a kiss on your nose and when he rests his head back again he has an innocent, boyish grin curving his mouth upwards.

He has no clue about your heart nearly forgetting how to work. No clue about the little butterflies in your tummy.

But it's fine. As long as you can have him like this for the rest of your life.

He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. You stare at each other for a couple of seconds.

The moon shines through the window and illuminates the room in a gentle glow. If you didn't know any better, you'd say that the real moon is hiding behind Jungkook's round doe eyes. You can't stop staring. You're too fascinated by the sparkle they radiate.

Jungkook has the whole night sky in his eyes and you'd willingly spend the rest of your life exploring every bit of it.

"Y/n," he says. You don't know why, but you have the feeling that it sounds like a reminder.

"Hm?" you mumble absentmindedly.

"We should probably go to sleep."

"Yeah, probably."

You lay your head against Jungkook's chest again, and this time around you can actually fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

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Moon Child • knj

↳ Summary: You had never dreamed of a day where you weren’t an Omega, beneath the boots of all your brothers and sisters. In an untimely manner your life is quickly turned upside down at the unexpected Blood Moon Alpha being your mate. With a new home you are summoned to the Kingdom of Vampires all while struggling to get to know your new mate.

↳ Genre: werewolf!AU, a pinch of angst, fluff, smut, alpha!namjoon and omega reader dynamic, soulmate au,

↳ Word Count: 16k

↳ Pairing: Namjoon/Reader

↳ Tags: whew okay um, brief thigh riding, dom!namjoon, alpha is used as a title, rough sex, vaginal fingering, doggy style (what else were y’all expecting?), heat sex, mating, a lil degradation (he calls her a bitch a lot), namjoon likes to call her little :(, size kink, a lil possession, breeding kink, begging, multiple orgasms, namjoon’s cum makes MC go feral??,

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Note: aaaah this has taken me over a year to write lmfaooo but it’s so worth it! I can never make a short fic for my husband so I hope you all enjoy!

Run. Feet aching, heart rate spiked and head pounding and yet all you could do was keep running as if your life depended on it. In fact, it did depend on it. Your whole life, your freedom- or what little you had left of it, it all depended on how fast your legs could take you. The cool seeping air that was first sight of winter made your cheeks feel chapped and throbbing, your body near numb with a chill and yet all you could do was shove the branches away from your face away.

You made it obvious, you knew it too, there was no way they couldn’t hear the way your feet crunched over the fallen dead leaves and twigs, the little cuts of your skin was the biggest no-no above all else when escaping a pack- your pack to be exact. You see wolves thrived on scent, it’s how they hunt and track, Werewolves, are no different.

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seokjinnie-writes

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