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❝feeling unreciprocated❞ chapter 1 | jungkook x reader

summary: Sleeping with one guy after feeling rejected wasn't a good idea, but sleeping with another one and another seemed to be even worse plan. Especially with your handsome crush behind the wall, who is as confused as you about your ways of coping with a broken heart.

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Your phone was buzzing from all the notifications you got after you had turned on wi-fi in your settings. You ignored them and started to scroll mindlessly through your Instagram to kill the time as you were waiting for popcorn to be ready in the microwave.

The anxiety and nervousness were escalating to the point you were bitting your lower lip which became more red and puffy. Like on every Friday night since you and your roommate made an arrangement that once a week you two would organize a small movie-night that nobody else could take part in it. And you weren't exactly sure what was the reason behind you distressing about such a trivial matter, but you fathomed soon enough, with a minor help of your dear friend, it was because of the second arranger of your undertaking.

You sighed as you rubbed your cheek in defense.

It had been already three months since you two ended up living together and for these three precious months you were truly fucked, frankly speaking, but who wouldn't be in your place? Let’s be honest - everyone would lose their mind over this boy sooner or later. Moreover, it wasn’t just your personal opinion as far as you knew, but you were the only one who had to endure this killing pleasure all by yourself. You should be grateful, you thought to yourself with a pity that you couldn’t use the circumstances to your advantage. You just couldn’t figure out how and you were afraid it would stay that way if you kept behaving like a simple coward. On the other hand, it would be super discomforting if you ended up stop talking to each other because of your sweet, silly crush. So you were trying to shut it down once and forever, but with no effects.

"Is it ready?" you jumped a little hearing a male voice behind your back.

"No, not yet".

"And now?"

"No, Jungkook, it's not ready yet” you shook your head to emphasise that he would have to wait just a little bit longer for a 3-minute meal “Just pick a movie, I’ll bring it to you in a moment”.

“Okay, just don’t eat it all”.

“Mhm” you managed to utter while you lowered down your head to stare into the screen, but you kept observing him from the corner of your eye.

He was wearing a plain white T-shirt and grey pants that hung from his hips giving away its oversized cut. He looked casual, but his tattoos elevated the outfit making it look… hot. Not to forget his messy hair that were a bit too long. You liked it, but you were able to hide it, anyway. You weren’t crazy to such a point you would run after him, right?

“You have some stains on your shirt” you had told him before he entered the living room, but he just shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the sofa that happened to be the most expensive furniture in your flat. You pitched in together at the beginning of your moving in. It was his condition, actually, but then he didn’t know you were a girl. Had he known it, he wouldn't have made you chip in, however it was too late to cancel the order. You didn't mind. At least you two were in a happy possession of a brand new sofa, which you used very often. Not in this way, of course.

You put the popcorn in front of him, which made him turn his gaze from his phone at you.

"You're addicted" you said slightly amused.

"I didn't complain when you were using yours" he scoffed and put it away "But okay, mummy" he made sure he stressed the last word.

You knew he was just being cordial, but you were flushed anyway, because of the mummy part. The teasing was unbearable when was done by him, because well, you used to take everything he said too seriously and keep second-guessing what he actually meant. Soon, you realized it needed to stop as you were going mad because of it and the worst part was you was aware his words didn't indicate anything more serious than just a friendly reminder you were his "bro". And it sucked.

You didn't let yourself to make a comment so you just sat in the sofa making yourself comfortable.

"What are we watching?"

"Something random, we've watched almost everything" he left the pilot on the coffee table and stuck a pillow behind his back to have something to lean on "So how was your week, miss smart brain?"

You didn’t have to think for too long about your reply.

"As always. Lectures, then practice and lectures again and... meetings with Gia. I'm just happy it's Friday again" you sighed and folded your arms thinking about the last five days "And you?"

"The same thing. Almost" he chuckled seeing your discontent, grumpy expression "I didn't sit with books ninety percent of my time" obviously, It was an exaggeration, but it might have been true if you wouldn't have Gia by your side. Your best friend.

"So it wasn't the same. I should have known that" you rolled your eyes, but smiled anyway "So..." you waited for him to elaborate, but he didn't bother too much to shower you with details.

"I was at Vixen's with my friends".

It was predictable his place to go to was another new club. Somehow, it suited him. Such places were perfect for him. He was outgoing, open with conversation with newly met people and he just liked the atmosphere of big crowds and loud music. Nothing you could compare yourself to so it was a nice surprise you two got along. Still, you thought there was an abyss between him and you on so many levels that even his friends looked at you oddly the first time you met them, but you were just his roommate. Not his girlfriend he choose.

"You should go one day" you looked at him surprised taking popcorn into your mouth "With Gia, for example".

"Maybe" you changed the topic looking at TV. It would be nicer to go with him this time "You picked a trashy film".

"Hey, it's random. I told you" he pushed your leg with his feet "Get lost!" you just laughed shortly and lied down on the sofa making him choose the floor this time.

"My turn" he murmured something under his breath, but sat on the floor, eventually.

The fact was, you saw each other only one day during the week, on every Friday, of course. Sometimes maybe in the mornings or in the evenings if your schedules allowed that. You totally understood he had his own friends, plan etc. so you weren't disappointed, because you weren't even certain if he saw you as his friend or only as his roommate. You just expected from him a little, little attention.

"Do you want pillows?" you asked noticing he took his place without anything to cover or make himself comfortable.

"No, I'm good" he didn't even look at you while answering your question and took his phone out from his pocket.

That was the hard part in all of this. He wasn't that invested in your friendship, at least he was giving this type of impression, so you had the right to be doubtful when it came to his feelings. Maybe it stood on the level called "roommates, nothing less, nothing more" with an arrow "you will never get to the next level, we're sorry for the inconvenience" next to it, so you were stuck.

His position enabled you to see everything as well as to smell his scent because his head at the level of your face as he was sitting in front of you. If you wanted to have a picture of what it was like - just imagine a really heavy, manly perfume coming right into your nose. It wasn't getting any easier for you, unfortunately. You were melting.

You tried hard to focus on the movie, but the ring tones were successfully preventing you from doing so.

You didn't want to come as being nosy, but somehow you couldn't help yourself so you raised your head from a comfy pillow, so you could have a full view of his phone's screen. He was checking his instagram account as you did earlier, nevertheless it wasn't what made you disturbed.

The texts were one by one showing on his notification bar with a loud sound, so Jungkook turned the silent mode on his phone. You saw him frowning his eyebrows and playing with his lip ring at the same time, which got you to make an ultimate move. You pulled yourself up a little bit so you could follow his actions, he opened the conversation. You knew it was wrong of you to look at his private texts, but he didn't move or change his place so you took it as an allowance to give it a look. Just one, you promised, but you could tell it may not have been the last.

min_bora: hi jungkook! min_bora: it was great to see you at vixen's typing...

It wasn't confusing at all. It was just a normal text, however still a hard thing to swallow, again. It was from a girl, overall, so it made you reckon if he was really with his friends like he had said? Like Jimin or Taehyung. Or Namjoon. It wasn't your business, but still you weren't exactly the most happy person in the world if he really lied to you.

min_bora: you looked so handsome without your tshirt ;) not my words but harin's haha

You almost groaned seeing the last text. What was that? A pub or a social club with stripping? Or even worse - harem, which was an obvious overstatement. You just hoped it wasn't it and he would deny it. Fun thing, it shouldn't have concerned you but it did. Maybe if it happened to be the truth, you would finally get rid of your stupid feelings. Perhaps, it was the key to let it go...

"Did you just look at my fucking texts?" he smirked leaning his head back so he had the picture of your face upside down.

Jungkook saw your empty expression as you had got lost in your thought few seconds earlier. You opened your lips wanting to say something, but you were too cogitative to reply right away.

"No, of course not" you shook your head lowering your gaze, but it seemed like you had a large writing "a liar" on your forehead.

Of course, he didn't believe you as he felt your gaze on his back when he was about to text back so he took a pillow and threw it at your face, while you blushed immediately all over your cheeks. This thing was something he didn't notice to your liking.

"Instead of making fun of me, you could help your friend" he pretended to whine while looking at the messages.

Friend? So maybe you were already on another level, which made you instantly worried about getting friendzoned, but it felt like it already was the thing in your situation.

You weren’t making fun of Jungkook, it was far from it. Curiosity just won over your honour and your morals.

"Difficult task" you held your chin with your one hand, bitting your lips and reckoning if you should say it "I don't know what to do with a text that says you look handsome without your t-shirt".

"Any advice?" he rolled his eyes watching "min_bora" sending him some silly emojis, which didn't get slipped by you.

"Don't take your t-shirt off next time?"

"Oh, you don't say" he hissed "She spilled her drink on me by accident. I had to change".

"You bring your clothes with you?"

"Yeah, gym clothes" he said brushed his hair back "They were in Namjoon's car, I forgot them two days earlier".

"Oh".

jeon_jk: hi bora jeon_jk: to the next one :)

You weren't expecting this kind of text got typed to this girl, but he was a free man. He could do anything he wanted, not like you had something to say in this matter, but this one coming...

min_bora: i was wondering... min_bora: do you have tattoos only on your arm or maybe somewhere lower... ;)

"Are you kidding me?" you mumbled quietly so he couldn't made out what you had said and you covered your face with your hand completely uncomfortable.

And envious at the same time, knowing you wouldn't get the courage to simply ask him for a coffee, yet these girls had all of it. Even the view.

You thought that maybe he would react in some way. Like getting embarrassed that you saw it or something, but no. He was unfazed, like nothing too extraordinary happened. Maybe he got used to it, to attention and it didn't surprise him. He just sighed and closed the conversation down leaving Bora on a read.

Jungkook leaned even more so his head was laying on the sofa and his long hair were within reach of your hand. His eyes were closed and his breathing was calm and steady as if he was ready to take a nap or just thinking heavily.

"Are you okay?" you asked with a tranquil voice not to disturb his peace.

"Yeah" he replied with his eyes closed, but this time the tone he used managed to put you off "Let's just finish this movie".

It was a clear signal something happen or it was just his casual attitude towards random things, like everything was the enemy to him and his job was to brace himself. You never talked about your problems, not even complaining about something more private than your day or how bad the lunch tasted. Everything was kept to yourselves and you didn’t have the nerve to ask him what was the reason behind his changing moods. Maybe he was like that. His nature could be edgy, even by looking at his image anybody could say that. You didn’t dwell on the subject assuming he would prefer it to be talked with his closest friends rather than a roommate.

So you just stuffed your mouth with popcorn contemplating what could be wrong with him until you saw closing credits at the end of the movie.

When it finished, he stood from the floor and helped you with cleaning the mess, but soon he went to his room, got changed. Of course, he didn’t stay that night in a flat which made you sad for a known reason, but who you were to stop him.

Honestly, having this type of a crush was quite a burden if you were the one to speak up. Constantly feeling the strain was exhausting, sometimes you couldn’t sleep and think straight in situations which he was involved in. It wasn’t normal and you wished you could do something with it, because it was getting you nowhere. Maybe if you made the decision but… You didn’t want to ask him out and at the same time you didn’t want to let it go. It was a total rollercoaster of mixed feelings that day by day made you run out of energy.

The rest of the evening was calm as usual and you spent it on your phone waiting for a new story from Jungkook which sometimes he posted on his Instagram, but it didn’t happen. You thought about checking Jimin’s account, but you gave yourself a break.

You took a towel and your pyjamas so you could get a shower and you were on your way to the bathroom when you got a new notification, which you checked right away. In your message box was a text that was totally unexpected.

hyunn_wonn: hi there, love

You looked at it confused bringing your knees close to your chest after you had returned to your bed.

And then not the best idea came to your mind.

Hey are you done writing "iuys" dude I am waiting for update but if you're not done than let me tell you I am waiting . It's safe to say that you are amazing writer I even wait for more new stories that I hope you will write 😃 but now we want ink under your skin 😜

Have a good day thanks for giving incredible stories 😊

Hi 🌸

I know I know it’s been a long time sice I updated last time but don’t worry I’m still here it’s just taking some time to write a chapter that will be as good as I want it to be 😭 sometimes I spend thirty minutes starring at a the blank page and it’s annoying me so much but I will update it soon! In the meantime I work on other stories as well but I will post it when it will be all finished ready to be published because otherwise I keep you waiting…

Have a nice week ❤️❤️

❝pleasure and money❞ | jungkook x reader

note: really short imagine between longer fanfic, just trying out new styles and forms of writing, also brushing up on my skills, it turned out to be quite interesting - have a lovely day :)

His eyes were moving with each swing of your hips almost ogling, from his perspective, fragile body of yours that happened to be one of the most desired attraction here. This fact wasn't astonishing taking into consideration how these cheap, sleazy work clothes clung to your figure flawlessly giving free rain to their imagination. He must have admitted it was repulsive to think of the woman in such a disgusting way so he kept a stiff upper lip preventing nasty thought from appearing in his mind. Your stiff movements didn't come as unnoticed as you were almost guarding your uncomfortable, leather skirt from rolling up your thighs when you were getting ready to come closer to the next customer with a serving tray in your left hand. He observed how nervously, but at the same time quickly and skillfully you had put another beer glasses in front of their noses before taking away finished ones. Then also hungry looks from men who were siting one table farer from where you were standing which made him form his lips in a thin line and check for the card in his pocket he had prepared before coming to this bar.

It's your lucky day, love, he thought in his mind while his gaze was still accompanying you as you were working fulfilling their wishes.

He clenched his fist catching how a dirty hand of one of the customer met your but with a loud clasp which pissed him off, but he managed to control himself and stay motionlessly in his place. Causing a scene would make too much drama and unnecessary problems. In addition, you were already out of his sight wanting to escape from the assailant and he wondered how the management of this pub let him get away with it, but apparently it was solely a business matter.

Jungkook lowered his gaze as he realized he was watching you for too long than he should have which could draw needless attention. He was supposed to look normal, boring even, and secretive. Despite all of it, he wore an expensive formal suit with some shiny signet rings on his fingers, but it didn't matter anymore because he had found you in a big crowd taking some steps towards his table with a notes in your hand.

"What can I get for you, sir?"

Your voice seemed to be weary, even though you still had some strength to make it sound polite and nice to his ears, which he found endearing. In the meantime, you searched for your pen and he took his time to analyze every feature of your face with unhidden pleasure. Some strings of your hair stuck to your forehead due to the heat, your cheeks were flushed and appeared to be warm because of its colour. Only your eyes appeared to be the same beaming with youth and curiosity from the beginning of your night shift till late hours.

"Water" he looked straight into your eyes making a choice.

"Water? We don't serve water here" your eyebrows snapped together rapidly, but it seemed like you came to your senses straight away realizing the tone of your voice which could be inappropriate "Of course, I'll bring it to you in a moment. Is there something else, sir?"

Obviously, he knew that. It was a pub, quite popular one, with only heavy drinks and shots that could twirl with your mind like a rollercoaster so it was ridiculous to ask for some water as if it was a cafeteria in a city centre. It wouldn't have been strange if you had put a question if he was sane, taking into account that every person that came was here to get tipsy. Nevertheless, he didn't seem to mind as there were no noticeable signs of becoming perplexed. He sensed that you would at least try to fulfill the order to do your job correctly as you run against your work colleagues for a pay-rise which in this industry was quite a challenge.

"Yes, there is something else" he licked his lips pondering how he could approach you so it wouldn't come as off-putting and comparable to all the men who already tried to win your attention.

"I'm all ears, sir" your grip tightened on the pen being ready to scribble down his next order.

Jungkook stood up from his chair pushing it back behind him which was met with you fringing and taking a coy step back as reply. Your nervousness could be felt from here to the pub counter where the bartender was preparing drinks. Moreover, your skirt was out of control as it pulled up almost to your ass uncovering your naked thighs. He just smirked under his nose and averted his head from you trying to hide his amusement hearing your sweet swearing under your breath because of the piece of your clothing for not fulfilling its role.

"This place it's not for a ballerina like you" he whispered in your ear after having leaned down to your level which you didn't acknowledge being busy with fixing your skirt.

His warm breath on your skin gave you goseboombs as you didn't expect him to come so close. His personality was intimidating, especially when there was almost no space between his and your body and it was the first time you got yourself into a conversation after hearing first words of attempting to draw your attention. You realized he didn't even have to try, confidence was literally radiating from him as if he knew it wouldn't take much to make you speak and at the same time he didn't put any pressure on you. You reciprocated his heavy look while you partly opened your lips not knowing how to respond.

"Excuse me?"

"You are made for better things" you heard his voice echoing in your head as you watched him completely astonished "Do you like it here?"

"No" you muttered not knowing where the conversation was going to "But my bills do like it" his chuckle at your honesty made you taken aback.

"Well, you can do both" he tucked some strings of your hair behind your ear which made you freeze due to stranger's closure "If you want to" he added not taking away his hand from the area of your temple.

"What does that mean?" you asked and then he leaned down once again to put his business card right into your back pocket.

"Some pleasure and money".

Chapter 2 will be soon released 😬 the story will gain momentum for sure