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SUGAR AND SIN | JK

🧁✧ ˚. TITLE: Sugar and Sin

🧁✧ ˚. PAIRING: Mafia boss! Jungkook x female oc

🧁✧ ˚. WARNINGS: Mentions of threatening behavior and emotional distress.

🧁✧ ˚. BLURB: The suited stranger keeps his promises, and Aurora isn't sure if that is supposed to be a good thing.

🧁✧ ˚. GENRE: Mafia au, grumpy x sunshine, forced proximity, slow burn, dark romance, crime/thriller.

🧁✧ ˚. TAGS: jk being a jerk part 21726 but he calls her sweetheart (derogatory), oc going through it part 56372

🧁✧ ˚. A/N: hey!! Hello! Hope you didn't forget me or this story cause I just posted part 10 on wattpad after years of being unproductive!! Who cheered 🤭🤭

🧁✧ ˚. TAG LIST: @scuzmunkie

CHAPTER 6: AURORA

Aurora wasn’t a prophet, but for the past few days, she had this unsettling hunch that the organ pumping in her chest would be the thing to take her down—maybe not by a heart attack, but something close enough.

Grim fact: Her family had no history of heart issues.

Normally, she didn't let anything or anyone burrow deep enough into her thoughts to keep her awake at 2 a.m., contemplating her life choices. Especially not with a knife stashed under her pillow, just in case those choices went south. Well, except maybe that one time when she decided to move away from home and open her own bakery. Her friends loved to call her reckless—more than she'd like to admit. It was probably the same reason her dad hovered over her, always a little too protective.

She'd be lying if she said her reckless streak hadn't played a starring role in the chaos of her life.

Now, even as the day in the bakery stretched onto a busy one- the kind she thrived on- she couldn't help thinking about the sudden absence of a certain man who carried bad mojo with him like a handbag and the letter she received days ago and safe to say, there wasn't much doubt about the sender. She should be glad, of course, that he isn't here to remind her how grateful she should be that there's not a bullet in her brain, but she was rather anxious after the envelope she received which was honestly a childish trick to pull on her neurons in her opinion.

And then there was her demand that was a further invitation for him to dwell more in her life, and she hadn't been able to think of that in the moment. So that only left her waiting and.. questioning.

Would he really help her out with the Mr Choi situation? Or was she the most naive person to think he was being genuine in his amusement and not sarcastic?

She sighed heavily like a old aged woman who had been through both wars before trying to ground herself back in the normalcy of the action of rearranging the trays of pastries that didn't sell and was gonna go up for donation in the display case, while lia checked the stock back in the kitchen.

It was a simple monotonous moment until it was not. The bell above the door chimed, causing Aurora to wonder since not many people visited in the closing hours. Yet the words came out almost automatically. "Welcome to Sunrise sweets!" Her figure still crouched down as she worked on the display.

The usual sounds of greetings and orders didn’t follow. Instead, there was a heavy, palpable silence with an energy that felt weirdly familiar. The kind that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

As she slowly straightened up to attend the odd customer, the sight in front of her had her wanting to hide back again because there stood her newest nightmare manifested in a tailored pinstripe suit that accumulated his broad and tall figure in a way that left her wondering how dild he even got through the door.

The words in that letter flashed the next thing in her mind. She should have known for him not to be the one who spewed empty threats...or promises.

For a moment, she forgot the basics to breathe as his gaze collided with hers.

He had been here before, yet that time had been a chilling dark night but now as the different colors of orange blending with blue from the sun going down the horizon illuminated the space and him, she realized how out of place he looked. She had that realization when he was sprawled across her couch, too. Just now, she had another one that it didn't matter what kind of room he was standing in. His presence will get anyone and everyone present in it to cower.

As if sensing the tension filling the air, lia peeked from the back, catching his attention for a millisecond, but that was enough to take her aback as well.

Aurora could feel her friend's confused eyes on her once she gauged how shrunken the brunette looked.

"Can we help you with something?" She asked as she appeared beside her friend, her voice steady and cautious. Clearly, she was surprised as well to see a figure like him walk up here but not horrified as her best friend who had seen him with a gun.

"No." He gave her a balant reply with a balant stare before turning his attention back to Aurora.

"We have business to discuss, Ms Beckett." She wasn't surprised to hear him say her name she never told yet the way he said he had buisness with her like he was mocking her was enough to send a chill down her spine. "Alone." He added, sparing lia another glance.

"Buisness? What is he talking about, Aurora?" Lia spoke, turning to her with confusion evident in her tone. Of course, she would be confused, surprised even. It was not every day a man in an Armani suit and tie that cost more than the space they were standing in, walked in to talk buisness.

Aurora's eyes peeked back at her friend with an uncertainty of their own. "I-uh.." Her gaze moved back and forth between her best friend and the man that seemed to look at her with an intention to bore a hole in her head.

Taking a deep breath and collecting her thoughts, she turned her back and made lia do the same, her voice intended for only her. "This.. is what I meant when I said I was exploring some options." Lia gave her a look of disbelief. "But - But you don't need to worry. He's a trusted ally even though he doesn't look like it. Everything's gonna be fine. You just need to let me have a talk with him." She hoped the blanched expression only crossed her face mentally when she said the words trusted ally and him in the same sentence.

"I'm not leaving you alone to speak to him, Aurora." She deadpanned, her voice intentionally loud enough for him to hear across the counter.

A deep exhale came from his side. Lia opened her mouth to protest further, but Aurora quickly placed a hand on her arm, squeezing it gently.

"It's fine, Lia. Really." She forced a reassuring smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Just give us a minute, okay?"

Lia looked unconvinced, her gaze flicking between Aurora and the man she was skeptical about, but after a tense moment, she sighed and nodded. "I'll be in the back," she said, her tone making it clear she wasn't going far.

As Lia disappeared behind the kitchen door, Aurora turned back to him, her nerves getting on edge again as she locked eyes with his.

"What buisness?" The sound was somewhat of whisper yell as if she was afraid of the walls listening but was still trying to make her point across at the same time.

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he let his gaze drift around the bakery, taking in every detail with that calculating look that unnerved her so much. “This place—” he gestured vaguely at the bakery, “—is mine now.”

She blinked, the words not quite registering at first. “Yours?” she echoed, incredulous. “What do you mean, yours?”

"I brought it." He said - matter of fact - as if it was the most normal thing.

But to her, the words felt foreign, like they belonged in someone else’s nightmare, not hers. "You… bought it?”

"Choi is no longer your problem. Consider this… payment for your silence.” He spoke, his voice turning bitter at the latter.

Her mind raced, struggling to keep up with the situation. She should have felt relief—after all, wasn’t a resolution to her problem what she had asked for? Instead, a dread seeped into her bones.

It hit her then, like a slap she should have seen coming but didn’t. This wasn’t help. This was control. This was him sinking his claws into her world, and worse — it was her fault for letting him.

The words slipped out before she could stop it. “I didn’t ask for this.”

His expression was a puzzled one. "You asked for my help. This.." He stepped closer to the counter and reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a folded document. He placed it on the surface. "Is how I help."

Help? This was ridiculous. It wasn't a solution. Of course, Mr Choi was a nuisance, but this man was something worse than that. She didn't want something dear to her tied down to him.

But the weight of his words pressed down on her, the realization of what this meant sinking in.

"There must be a catch! Is all this really just for me to keep my mouth shut?" Her brows knitted together as she spoke.

His expression remained unreadable as he spoke, “Nothing more than what we agreed upon. And just your cooperation that I should add."

The nonchalance in his words didn't fool her. "Cooperation?"

His eyes flickered with something unreadable—dangerous, perhaps. "Keep your end of the bargain so I'll not be provoked to keep the end of my promise." She guessed what he was hinting at, and it took her everything not to choke him with a loaf down his throat.

The threat lingered in the air, a dark cloud settling over her. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. She had asked for help even if foolishly so, not for him to take over her life.

Aurora bit her lip,“You think you can just come in here, throw your money around, and claim whatever you want?”

He didn't respond, Instead fumbled a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket to lit it before he was holding it between his gloved fingers and parted lips.

She frowned deeper at the audacity of this man. "And you can't smoke here either!"

He straightened up to look at her with a detached look. Taking a whiff out of the cancer stick, he spoke."I own this place, sweetheart. I can do whatever the fuck I want. You can either accept it or fight it and see consequences you and this place won't like."

She glared at him, hating the truth in his words. Hating that she had somehow ended up in this mess. Yet all fight seemed to drain out of her. What choice did she have? She could actually act upon her urges to shove a loaf down his constantly threat spewing mouth but that wouldn’t change the fact that he did owned her bakery. And, by extension, a piece of her life.

"This-" She was cut off with brutal ignorance as he added. "You should be grateful, Ms Beckett." his eyes briefly scanning the bakery one last time before he turned to leave. "You're in better hands now."

The bell above the door chimed as he walked out, leaving her standing there with her world tilted off its axis and a stack of papers that confirmed just how deep she was in over in her head.

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"What was he on about?" Lia asked as she emerged from the kitchen that was in the back.

Aurora's response was a sigh before she spoke. "Do you wanna go for a drink?"

To be continued..

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SUGAR AND SIN | JK

🧁✧ ˚. TITLE: Sugar and Sin.

🧁✧ ˚. PAIRING: Mafia boss! Jungkook x female oc

🧁✧ ˚. BLURB: Drunk bug facts, cupcakes, and a stubborn promise to save the local animal shelter—Aurora’s got a full plate. Too bad her hangover isn’t as sweet as her cupcakes.

🧁✧ ˚. GENRE: Mafia au, grumpy x sunshine, forced proximity, slow burn, dark romance, crime/thriller.

🧁✧ ˚. WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, mentions of stress/ anxiety.

🧁✧ ˚. TAGS: oc is a bug geek, new character for girlies who have a thing for shy, awkward nerds!! oc is a yapper

🧁✧ ˚. TAG LIST: @scuzmunkie @eshieslovemaze

🧁✧ ˚. A/N: sorry for the disappointment this filler chapter is girls 🫤

CHAPTER 7: AURORA

"And don’t even get me started on bees. They’re like, nature’s superheroes. Did you know they can fly in the rain? Like, they just tuck their little wings in and go for it!”

Aurora's slurred voice dragged the words out as she almost stumbled over a crack in the sidewalk if not for her best friend's reliable arm and company around her in nights where wobbly steps and carefree energy came somewhat worse with a bit too much wine.

They both were aware of that- of how the brunette struggled with her alcohol, maybe as much as bees struggled with change in the climate. But Lia didn't had it in her to say no to her when she clearly looked like she needed some sort of distraction after her conversation with Mr Suit and tie, who is supposedly the new land owner now, as Aurora had told her. It was all Aurora had told her. The rest had been her endless rambling about one of her bug tangents.

“And I bet they have tiny capes, too.” Aurora laughed, the sound light and easy.

Lia shook her head, but the fond smile on her face was undeniable, as she fumbled for the keys in Aurora’s bag as they were now in front of her apartment.

"Let's get you inside before you grow a cape too and fly away." Lia finally managed to unlock the door and guided Aurora inside, kicking it shut behind them.

Aurora flopped onto the couch, her head spinning slightly as she looked up at Lia. “You think bugs ever get drunk? Like, if they ate fermented fruit or something?"

Lia bit back a laugh as she sat down next to her. "No idea. That seems like something you'd do research on."

Aurora grinned, her eyelids growing heavy as the warmth of the apartment and the exhaustion from the day started to catch up to her. "Maybe I will."

"Only after you get a good night sleep." Lia instructed to which no sound of protest came in response.

Aurora let her lead her to her bedroom, sloppily kicking her shoes off somewhere in the way, her steps unsteady, but her mind lighter as she followed behind.

As soon as her bed was in view, she found herself getting attracted towards it with a magnetic force that she only felt for the combination of her comforter, pillows, and the lady bug plushie tucked nicely in between

Lia sighed as her best friend fell face first on the mattress before adjusting her inside the sheets. "I'll be right back in a minute, okay?" She said, gesturing towards the bathroom door but before she could move away, Aurora was grabbing onto her hand, her face pushing against the pillow with her hair messing up on her face, making the words come out muffled. "You're my superhero, Lia." She dragged out with a lazy smile, but the one on the blonde's face was a soft one. "And you're mine."

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Aurora woke up with her head throbbing —a not-so-gentle reminder of the previous night, but she couldn't deny that the greater the pain in her head equaled to better the sleep. She groaned, burying her face deeper into the pillow, trying to ignore the insistent buzz of her phone on the nightstand.

After a few more seconds of futile resistance, she reached over and grabbed the phone, squinting at the screen. A few unread messages from Lia popped up the first thing, and then only she registered her friend's absence. To her relief, the messages were to inform that she had to leave early in the morning because the manager who had been getting her gigs that would one day lead up to something big, called.

Aurora sighed, setting the phone down and reluctantly dragging herself out of bed to the bathroom, and gods, the sight in the mirror, almost had her gasping in horror. Splashing cold water on her face in an attempt to wake herself up and wash down the remnants of alcohol that had messed up her face, she then started to brush her teeth.

The water streaming down the sink would sometimes fill the silence but not enough to block the thoughts that threatened to surface back in, thoughts she had tried drinking away, thoughts of a certain man who had shaken her world ever since he had stepped in her vicinity.

Would it be so bad if she runs away and never goes back to the place he had so arrogantly staked a claim on? She thought to herself as she stepped in the shower.

Yes. Her conscience answered. It shouldn't matter. The only thing that should is that was still her bakery, her dream, her place that she had grown out of nothing. No man was going to take that away from her, whether it was that creep Choi or the devil himself.

Determined, after a quick shower, Aurora dressed in her usual work clothes—a soft pastel sweater and jeans—and served herself a bowl of cereals while scrolling mindlessly through her phone

It was not long before her phone tinged, making her straighten up and heave out a deep sigh at the message that popped up.

Reminder:

4 months until Maple Street's animal shelter closes.

She had promised Eunji, the woman who ran the shelter, Aurora often found herself visiting often that she'd help her stabilize the cause that was currently holding onto its place with a thin thread, by saving up the required amount of money or somewhere near. Eunji was a kind, genuine girl who selflessly provided for the stray or abandoned animals- and she wasn't just another face in the city; she was one of the few people who reminded her why this place felt like home.

But the chaos that her life had been for the past days, it had completely slipped past her. She was nowhere near the goal she had set because of the whole landlord situation, and that saddened her.

Maybe she had been naive to make such a promise in the first place but it was the strings of attachment with the place that pulled on her the moment the idea of all those animals with no place to live settled in. She might not be able to save the world, but she could at least try to save this little piece of it.

And she had 4 months to do that. Guess she better get to work.

Grabbing her keys, she headed out the door. The walk to the bakery was a short one, but she couldn't help but feel like it felt a little prolonged today.

When she finally reached the storefront, she paused when she saw a familiar tall figure dressed in a hoodie and jeans, trying to peak up inside. "Jiho!" She called out as she catched up to him, catching the boy off guard as he flinched back at the sudden appearance.

"A-Aurora! Hey!" Jiho fumbled, quickly straightening up, his cheeks tinged pink. "I was just... uh... checking if the bakery was closed." His voice cracked on the last word as if he was caught doing something unacceptable. "Relax, Jiho. You were not committing a crime, I got it." Unlike someone. She chuckled, to which he scratched the back of his head in a sly manner.

Jiho was a computer science major in his last year of college with a thing for strawberry cupcakes, specifically hers. He’d been a regular since practically forever, and though a little shy, he always brought a good vibe with him.

"And no, we're not closed, I just overslept a bit which isn't a everyday occurrence since I’m usually up before the sun, but I guess I was so tired and drunk that I passed out like a rock!" She paired her words with a guilty smile before unlocking the door and stepping inside.

The ebony haired boy blinked, his cheeks still flushed, but now with the faintest trace of a smile. "Right... yeah," He hesitated for a moment before following her inside. The familiar scent of freshly baked goods greeting them both. Jiho let out a soft sigh of relief, "I was worried I’d have to go a day without my cupcake fix," he joked, his tone lighter now that the initial awkwardness had faded.

Aurora laughed softly, moving behind the counter to start setting up for the day. "You’d survive, but I’m glad I saved you from that terrible fate." She joked back while knotting the apron around her but not failing to notice how his eyes frantically started to look around, everywhere but her.

The action made Lia's words surface back in her mind- "How can you not notice? That boy's got a big fat crush on you." She brushed them away as she had done that day before starting on to ready the cupcakes he was here for. She believed Jiho's awkward mannerism was because of his own personality, not because he liked or something.

"So how's college going?" She asked as she started to move to the kitchen.

She could hear him shuffle on his feet before his voice replaced the sound. "Good- mostly good. It's my last year, so I'm trying to make the most of it."

Aurora hummed in acknowledgment as she poured the batter into cupcake liners. "As you should. You're not getting these years back ever again, after all, even though I feel like most of them are a blur of energy drinks and all-nighters."

Jiho smiled and nodded, "Exactly." The oven timer dinged, and Aurora carefully pulled out the tray of perfectly golden cupcakes. She quickly frosted the cupcakes, adding a single fresh strawberry on top of each one before placing them in a small box.

"Here you go—freshly baked and ready to save your day."," she said, handing the box to him. Jiho took the box with a grateful smile. "You’re the best, Aurora, and so are these. Seriously."

“Anytime. You're the one keeping me in business, after all." She smiled back, and Jiho managed a chuckle before stepping back with an uncertainty. "I-I should get going. See you later, Aurora."

"See you, Jiho. Have a nice day!" She waved back as he left the bakery. The quiet returned, and she realized how crucial it was that she surrounded herself with people that brought out the lightness in her and managed to block out thoughts she was afraid would send her into spiral again.

As she moved to the back of the counter, her fingers brushed over the familiar surfaces—the worn wood of the cutting board, the flour-dusted counter—small anchors that kept her grounded. The light filtering in through the windows shifted, casting a warm glow across the room, as though the world outside was urging her to let the day begin.

Maybe that's the trick, she thought. Just focus on what’s right in front of you, and everything else will fall into place.

To be continued..

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A Kiss, Not Under The Mistletoe

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk  x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: It’s finally that time of the year!!! It’s Christmas everybody!!! but what could be more tragic than not having your boyfriend by your side? But don’t worry, I’ve got it all under control ;)

Warning: Just tooth-aching fluff. That’s it.

A/N: Heys guys!!!  This is my first ever fanfic. i really gave it my best, and i hope you guys will like it.💖💖💖. This is not my gif, all credits to its rightful owner.

Street corners full of Santas ringing bells, small yet dazzling Christmas trees set up in the shops, happiness etched on everybody’s faces but here you were walking on the streets all alone sulking. You had looked forward to this day so much. You even spent countless nights planning what you were going to do with your boyfriend. You wanted to decorate the Christmas trees with him, bake cookies together, walk the streets together, Afterall it was your first Christmas together, but everything went in vain. He couldn’t join you, since the comeback was around the corner, all of the guys had to stay late practicing.

“Kookie…” you sighed out loud, your meter of ‘how much I miss him’ about to explode. But everything aside, you were on your way to Hybe building to surprise him. If you couldn’t spend the day with him, at least you could wish him a Merry Christmas.

A grand Christmas tree was kept in front of the building indicating it was not any Hybe building but THE Hybe building. You called him. He picked up after a few rings.

                                                                                                                            Y/N: Hey kookie!

JK: Hey!

Y/N: If you don’t mind, can you come downstairs? A package is waiting for you.

You immediately cut the call, knowing he would throw dozens of questions over you. Not long enough you saw a masculine figure coming towards you.

“Y/N? when did you come?”

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming?”

“why don’t you have your winter scarf on? You know it's cold right?”

You immediately shushed him by putting your index finger on his lips to stop his train of questions. Little did you know that his heart was about to jump out of his chest just by the little gesture that you did.

“I thought you would be happy that I came to see you, but you are scolding me here. I just couldn’t help but miss you.” You complained being all pouty.

“did you miss me?” he asked or more like teasing you while a foolish smirk was plastered on his face.

“of course I did. Is that even a question?” you asked stating the obvious.

“how much?” he wiggled his eyebrows not giving up on his teasing.

Not a single combination of the 26 alphabets could express how much you loved this guy in front of you. True, he was short-tempered, over-protective, and possessive, but that’s who he truly was and you loved him for that. Everyone has some flaws and that’s what makes them who they truly are. That’s what makes them perfectly imperfect. The world would have been so boring if everyone would have been perfect.

“well………you don’t know how much I miss you every single moment you’re not by my side. Whenever you’re not with me, I just can’t help but can’t stop thinking about you, about when can I get to see you again. I miss the way you pinch my cheeks, boop my nose, tease me, annoy me, give me weird nicknames, and literally everything. You don’t know how much I treasure these little moments, our little moments. I can’t help but blush over the fact that you are my one, my other half, my man. I love the way you hold my hand and occasionally squeeze them, cup my face so carefully as if it would break any second, how you get jealous whenever I talk to other guys, the way your ears turn red whenever I make a move, the way you never fail to cheer me up. I want you to know that no word can describe how much I miss you, every single moment.” You let out the little confession speech that you were so not prepared for, emphasizing the last three words.

When you met his eyes, they were glossy, making him look as if he was crying? You did not have even a single idea about how overwhelmed he was. Sure he was just teasing you but he never knew that you would take it seriously and let out all your true feelings about how much you adored and loved this human being. Being an introvert and ‘actions speak louder than words’ believer you never went on always mentioning “I love you’s” at the end of each conversation. Rather you would express your love through the tiniest actions ranging from always making sure that he was eating well and not overworking himself to writing long essays on how much of a wonderful human and an idol he was on fan sites through a fake account(he doesn’t need to know the latter part). He was overwhelmed not just because of your words but because this was the first time you confessed except for the time when you proposed. Although he never failed to assure you that you were loved, that you were treasured.

“Kookieee…. are you crying? Did I say something wrong? I’m so sorr-” you immediately apologized thinking maybe you said something that you weren’t supposed to, but he immediately denied it by vigorously shaking his head.

“I-I… it’s just that I- “he was at a loss of words. Finally, after getting his mind together, he held both of your hands in his own.

“it’s just that I am very thankful to you for everything from coming into my life to taking my hand to venture out into the journey of love. Out of all the decisions that I ever made, choosing you as my life partner is something that I would never regret. And how stupid of me, despite spending so much time with you, I never realized that your confession would be this satisfying to hear.” He said followed by a chuckle, while all this while you were adoring each of his little actions to treasuring his words with a smile, the smile that he fell in love with.

Silence engulfed both of you. It wasn’t an awkward one, but a much-needed one. No words were exchanged, just two pairs of eyes communicating as if they met after years of longing.

Soon, the silence broke when you heard a cute voice, gaining both of your attention.

“Dad, I also want a girlfriend like Y/N noona. Can you please get me one?” both of you chuckled.

It was their choreographer son sung-deuk’s son, Moa.

“I’m sorry, we didn’t mean to eavesdrop nor intervene. It’s just that he was stubborn enough to neither go nor let me go.” He said pointing towards his son and immediately leaving the place after bowing. You could still hear Moa’s fading voice in the hallway begging his father to get him a girlfriend and that he will be a good kid. ‘Poor kid’ you thought in your mind.

“See, this is why I get jealous when you talk with other guys. You’re all anybody could ask for in a girlfriend, everybody is head over heels for you. It’s illegal to be this nice, you know?” he said being all pouty and whiny.

“Hey, you can’t get jealous over a child.”

“But he is a boy Afterall. What if he steals you from you me from me when he grows up?”

“I might become a granny by then.” You replied casually referring to your age by then.

“Granny of our grandchildren? I don’t mind if that’s the case.” He stated with a visible smirk on his face.

“yah!” you hit him playfully while hiding your flushed cheeks with the other hand while your beloved boyfriend was laughing his ass off at the amount of control his words had on you.

“oh! Here, I brought you and the boys and staff some cookies. I made them, ‘baked with love.” You said the later part dramatically while you handed him the two boxes of cookies from your sling bag.

“the purple one is for you and the other one for the boys and the staff.” You said pointing to the two pretty boxes with pretty bows tied to them one of them being purple, his favorite color.

“ooo, a special one for me.” He said giggling.

“hmm, it has a note inside.”

“of how much you love me?” he said referring to your earlier confession and knowing how much of an introvert you were.

“no, of all of the complaints that I have. I had planned so much for today and looked forward to it. But guess what, my dear boyfriend is busy.” You said sternly.

“hey, I’m sorry. Of course, I wanted to spend this day with you, our very first Christmas. I wanted to make special memories of this day. I really am sorry.” He said feeling apologetic. If it hadn’t been for this work, he would’ve been making special memories with you.

“Guk-ah it’s ok. Even this moment is special and would go down in our love story. Don’t feel sorry, yeah I’m sad that we weren’t able to spend the day together, but knowing that my boyfriend is working to put a smile on the faces of all of the armies out there is indeed something to be proud of you know.” You said stating the obvious.

“I’m lucky to have you.” He was amazed at how understanding you were, while all the other girlfriends would plan on a silent treatment for their boyfriend.

“And also thank you for the cookies. I’m damn sure, hyungs are going to sing that shalalalalalalala song for this special cookie.” Both of you chuckling at the fact that he stated.

“Y/N?”

You hummed in response.

“I really wish I could have recorded your confession. I could’ve listened to it every night and whenever I was feeling down. It was somehow soothing.”

“Why record it when you have your girlfriend right by your side. you can call me.”

“So, you’ll confess whenever I’ll call?”

“uh-huh, correction. Not every time you call, just when you’re feeling down.”

“at least something’s better than nothing.” He spoke.

“I should really get going now. I took too much of your time.” You said getting ready to leave.

“I wish we could spend some more time together.” He said sadness lingering in his voice.

“don’t worry, we’ll spend lots and lots of time together after you are done with your comeback stuff, ok?” you said bringing up hopes.

“Hmm…we will,” he said cutely nodding his head. Is this the ‘sexiest man alive? Nah, I don’t think so, he’s way too cute. You thought.

Soon it started snowing, the cold wind kissing your figures ever so gently, sending shivers down our spine. In a distance, you can hear the laughter and shrieks of children as they enjoy the snowfall.

Y/N POV

“you should get going before you get cold.” He spoke worrying as I was wearing a thin coat that did a minimum job of keeping me away from cold. While he worrying over me, I was busy admiring his features before I saw a snowflake sliding down his nose. You don’t know how and why you felt the sudden urge to kiss his nose. It looked way too kissable at the moment.

Before you could register what you were doing, you found yourself tip-toeing on your toes to reach his height and placing a quick peck on the tip of his nose. You quickly ran away from there out of shyness as this was the most intimate moment you ever had. But you didn’t fail to notice his wide eyes, unable to process what happened a few moments ago.

                                                        THE END

The Recycle Bin Has It All

Pairing: dad!Jeon Jeongguk  x mom!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Domestic au

Word Count: 2.1k

Summary: Jungkook is angry because your son accidentally deleted his files. Those files are lost forever, are they or are they not?

Warning: Maybe just the word, "a**". For the rest: "The bay is clear, my fellow officer." hehe

A/N: I wrote this a long time ago and I'm finally posting it. YAHoooooooo. please give it lots of love and feedbacks are always appreciated. (ik the GIF is a bit looooong, but can't help it, JK LOOKS HOT🔥🔥🔥).

“Get it, Let it, Roll...” here you were singing a random song that just came up to your mind. You were watering the plants by the window, as the sun shone brightly kissing your face, accompanied by the chirping of the birds. “Everything is so perfect today” you say to yourself as you scrunched your face at the high intensity of the sunlight.

Suddenly you felt a tugging on the hem of your dress. You looked down to find the love of your life Jeon jr. standing there with a sweet smile plastered on his face.

“Eomma”

“Hmm…” you responded

“Guess what am I wearing?” You looked carefully at him to find him wearing a grey hoodie and sweatpants. The sweater paws made him look extremely tiny. He was the true definition of cuteness overload…well, he had good genes.

“Your grey hoodie?” you answered him taken aback by his sudden question.

“Nope” he immediately shook his head welcoming a frown on your face. Well, what else is he wearing? You started to ponder.

“Want me to tell you?” he asked earning a nod from you.

“The smile you gave me” he answered followed by a chuckle. You unknowingly blushed at his statement making you look like a freshly harvested red tomato. You couldn’t believe the fact that your son was literally flirting with his own mother.

“Woah…sannie-ah, what’s with the sudden buttering? did your appa teach you this? I really need to teach your appa a good lesson.” You knew Jungkook was the one who taught him, considering the fact that he himself was good at flirting, but you never knew that he would teach his five-year-old kid to flirt. Jeonsan didn’t even know the meaning of ‘flirt’.

And you knew what was coming next.

“Eomma, can I play Super Mario on appa’s pc?” he asked you with his puppy eyes, the infamous weapon, something the Jeons were really good at. But being his mother, you had to deny knowing the fact he has been playing games a lot recently which is really not good for him.

“No.” you responded placing a stone on your heart earning a pout from him. Why he had to be this cute?

“Sannie, you know right that you’ve been playing games a lot recently. It’s not good for your eyes or your brain. you can play any outdoor game, ok? I won’t object.” He immediately started whining and convincing you that he won’t play too many games and that he would a good boy from now. Seeing you not changing your mind, he started listing the disadvantages of outdoor games, one of them being that he could get a tan from the sun. he was really good at convincing you, like father-like son.

“Ok, you can but on eomma’s pc. You know right appa’s pc has many of his work saved, which we really don’t want to mess up with.” You finally gave in, impressed by his absurd reasons.

“But your pc doesn’t have Super-Mario.” he stated.

“Then play some other game.”

“But I want to play Super Mario. I promise I won’t mess up his works.” He again started attacking you with his weapon- the puppy eyes.

“Ok, ok but I’m going to supervise you, just to be sure.” You wanted to be double sure knowing the fact that Jungkook works day and night on his songs, and you didn’t want to be the reason that his masterpiece ruined.

Time skip

Jungkook was back home after his daily practice. You always admired the fact that no matter how much tired he was, he would always find time for his family.

He was working on some songs on his pc in the studio after having a hearty family dinner together, while you were doing house chores and Jeonsan was watching a cartoon.

“Y/N” he called loudly from his studio, sounding extremely scary. You quickly rushed to his studio.

“What happened, kookie?” you asked wanting to know the reason why he was sounding this scary.

“Did you use my pc again?” he asked you coldly. Yes, you had once used his pc without his permission as yours got broken, when you accidentally deleted his mixtape. And that was an incident you never wanted to be reminded of again.

“Why, did something happen?”  just praying not expecting the answer to what you expected it to be. But guess what, luck wasn’t on your side today because that was exactly what happened.

“I can’t find my file.” He answered coldly, still focused on finding his file.

“It must be somewhere.” You answered, still a tint of hope lingering in your voice.

He scoffed sarcastically.” So, my prediction was correct, huh?”

“How many times have I told you to stay away from my studio. Are you that much stupid to not understand my words or is it that you don’t want to? Can’t you see I’m working my ass off day and night but you are always there to ruin it. How do you even manage to do it.” He burst out suddenly making you flinch. He looked really scary when he was mad. Droplets of tears were forming in the corner of your eye. You would be lying if you said his words didn’t affect you.

“Get out before I do something which I would regret later.” You quietly went out of his studio.

 He was frustrated, yes, he was frustrated and he didn’t mean any of those words, you were constantly convincing yourself. You wanted to break down then and there but Jeonsan was still awake. He wouldn’t like it if he saw you in this condition.

“Eomma…” you turned around at the familiar voice. He looked as if he was on the verge of crying.

“Why did you lie to appa?” his voice cracked. So, he heard it all. Getting down on his level. You ran your hand through his hair to get a better look at his face.

“Why are you crying?” and yes, he could read your face like an open book. Sometimes you wonder if he was really 5-years-old. He hugged you like there was no tomorrow, finally breaking down in your arms.

“I’m sorry Eomma. I should’ve listened to you. I shouldn’t have played on his pc. It’s all my fault. I really didn’t mean to do it. Because of me, appa shouted at you. I’m really sorry.” He was constantly whispering these words. You picked him up and brought him to his bedroom.

“Look at me.” You said but he immediately shook his head.” I said look at me.” This time he did. Your eyes softened at his tear flushed cheeks and red eyes.

“I’m sorry Eomma, I’m a bad son. You must be hating me, right?” you were quick to shush him by putting a finger on his mouth to stop him from further blaming himself.

“Who said you’re a bad son, you’re the most adorable, sweetest and best son I could ever ask for. And never in my entire lifetime, I would hate you. I love you with all my life. You know I love you right?” he nodded his head. “Then stop crying, my sannie looks handsome only when he is smiling.” You wiped off his tears. “And about appa’s file don’t worry, eomma will manage. Now go to sleep, it’s past your bedtime.” you tucked him under the covers and gave him a goodnight kiss. You yourself went to your shared bedroom as all you wanted right now was to let out all your caged emotions. But little did you know that your beloved son had something else going on in his little brain.

As soon as you left him, he quietly made his way out of his bedroom making sure you didn’t see him. With pussyfoot steps he went to Jungkook’s studio, he opened the door as still as a mouse. There sat his appa massaging his temples out of frustration of how everything turned out.

Jungkook’s POV

‘I was guilty’ would be an understatement. I know what she did was wrong, totally wrong but I shouldn’t have lashed at her like this, Afterall she didn’t do it purposely. I so badly wanted to go and say sorry for yelling at her but I had loads of work piled up. I had to stay up all night in order to finish all of it.

“Appa…” I heard a voice coming from behind.

“Sannie-ah aren’t you asleep yet and I’m sorry I can’t play with you today.” I trailed off, still focused on my work.

“It’s not about that.” This time I turned my head towards my son but what I saw next broke my heart. There he was standing with tears constantly making way to his cheeks while he was wiping them with his sweater paws. I immediately extended my hands toward him signaling him for a hug. He quickly came jumping onto my lap.

“Why is my little prince crying, hmm?”

“I-I am s-sorry appa.” That was all he said.

“Why sorry? What are you sorry for?” I asked him still caressing his back.

“Please don’t be mad at Eomma, she didn’t do anything. I was the one who played games on your pc. She warned me but I didn’t listen to her. I’m really sorry, I promise I won’t do it again. I didn’t know how or when your work got deleted. It’s all my fault.” He trailed off, still continuing to blame him.

“Hey, kiddo, what you did was wrong ok? You shouldn’t have asked for it after Eomma warned you, right?” I said immediately earning a nod from him.

“Now, what’s done is done. Don’t blame yourself and first things first, stop crying. See appa isn’t even mad at you. So shouldn’t you be smiling? Come on and give me your million-dollar smile.” He immediately smiled at my comment.

“Now come on, let’s get you to bed.” I picked him up making way to his room. Tucking him into his covers, I made sure that he was asleep before making my way out of his room.

“Ah…” I sighed loudly knowing how much I messed up. I didn’t even let her explain. I shouted at her for the mistake she didn’t even do in the first place. I made my way to our shared bedroom knowing that the first and foremost thing that I had to do right now was to apologize to her.

“Is she asleep already? Should I wake her up?” I pondered looking at her figure wrapped up in her blankets like a burrito.

Sniff…sniff…

Ok she isn’t asleep

Author’s POV

Jungkook nudged on her shoulders to let her know of his presence. But there goes our Oscar-worthy actress, pretending to be asleep.

“I know you’re not asleep.” Was all he said to get her up. “Koo…. I’m sorry. I know you worked really hard and I’m proud of it but I didn’t mean to delete it or anything.  You know what, I know a lil bit of hacking, I’ll hack into your computer then maybe we can retrieve your file huh? That would work right?” she started babbling. “Shush…” He engulfed her in his arms. “Hacking is to gain unauthorized access to a computer, and why would you hack if you know the password to my computer? Moreover, hacking can’t be used to retrieve files, pabo.”

“Ottoke, Jungkook-ah. I feel so horrible.”

“Yah! Stop with your crying, you know you look really ugly right now, right?” He said wiping off her tears. But that only brought more tears.

“Sannie told me everything. He was the one who played games right? I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier. I should’ve let you explain first. And before you say something, it’s ok, I’ll just pull an all-nighter and write the songs all over again.” He said to calm her down a bit. Writing all of the songs all over again wasn’t an easy task. But if it meant his y/n would stop crying, what more could he ask for.

“Why are you so calm, aren’t you supposed to be trusfrated? And what do you mean, you will write the songs all over again, are you a machine? She said getting frustrated herself. “Yah! What do you take me for? I’m The golden maknae, there’s nothing that’s impossible for me.” He said emphasizing the word “the”, earning a chuckle from her.

“C’mon, smile a little for me. do you even know how ugly you look right now? I swear this face is gonna haunt me for a week.” he said earning a hit to his chest. “By the way, did you check the recycle bin?” y/n asked lifting her head from his chest. “Oh shit.”

It's OK

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader

Genre: Fluff, a bit angsty, domestic au.

Word count: 1.7k

Summary: you decided to do the infamous 'ignoring my boyfriend prank' on Jungkook and it did not end well.

Warning: None

“I’m off to the bakery” he yells loud enough for me to hear, before closing the door behind him.

“Finally, he’s gone” you mumble to yourself while a wicked smirk was planted on your face. Today you were planning to do the so-called ‘ignoring my boyfriend prank’ on your ‘bunny in a human form’ boyfriend of 2 years. Well, you love doing pranks on him, especially when he gives those priceless reactions. Of course, he hates these pranks but didn’t say anything just because he loves you way too much. you had been working on your plan for the past 1 week. Your plan has to be, NO, should be perfect. Our golden maknae should not get suspicious or his Peter instincts, no I mean ‘Jungkook instincts’ would kick up.

You literally felt like the main character of some detective movie planning on how to fool the bad guy.

“ok guys, so the plan goes like this:

write notes to a random guy.

Ignore him no matter what.

Don’t speak a word.

Last but not least, let’s not fail.”

You announced your plan to your non-existent audience. “Our plan is perfect.” You could already imagine his face, eyebrows furrowed, pout on his lips, his doe puppy-like eyes on the max level which would lead you to melt but not today, today we fight. “fighting, Y/n.”

You were in the living room, sitting on the floor with sticky notes scattered all around you. You were writing notes to a guy which you didn’t know even existed, just to make your boyfie notice that you were ignoring him, since writing notes to each other is one of the romantic things that you do together.

After a good 20 mins, you heard the car being parked in the backyard. You quickly picked up your pen to begin your drama, when you heard the front door opening.

“Babe, you won’t believe it, they had your favorite choco vanilla pastry and limited-edition unicorn donuts, and these were the last ones. If your boyfriend hadn’t come to the rescue, somebody else would’ve taken them. Aren’t you proud of your boyfriend?” he said doing the superhero posture, his hands high up in the air showing you the box of donuts, wiggling his eyebrows, his bunny teeth on full display. You so badly wanted to go and hug him but you knew you had to resist.

He furrowed his eyebrows on seeing the unbothered look on your face. He kept the donuts on the kitchen counter and sat beside you to see what you were so engrossed in, that you couldn’t spare a single glance to your boyfriend.

“Dear Jinyoung…” he read the name that you wrote on the note. He noticed the slight smile that was plastered on your face while you were writing the note to a so-called Jinyoung guy. He could feel the jealousy running through his blood vessels.

“Babe, who’s this Jinyoung? And why are you writing notes for him, it’s our thing right?” he said complaining. Seeing you weren’t even paying attention to him, he became frustrated.

“Babe, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?”

‘That’s it, the prank is working. Wah, I should have opted for the acting career.’ You thought still not paying attention to him.

You soon became bored with the note thing. Putting the notes and the pen aside, you made your way to the kitchen to drink water. You could see him thunder storming his brain on what went wrong with the side of your eye.

Seeing you get up he soon followed you to the kitchen like a lost puppy.

“Honey, please talk to me. Tell me what I did wrong. We can talk it out right?” he spoke tugging on the hem of your dress. But poor him, you were not planning on ending your prank anytime soon.

He brought forward his hands about to hug you, but you slipped away before he could back hug you.

‘I’m sorry gukkie, I promise I’ll make it up to you later.’ You thought in your mind feeling pity.

“I’ll be upstairs if you need anything.” He uttered before dragging himself towards the stairs. You noticed him, his head hanging low. He looked like a kid whose mother just denied him a chocolate.

“He looked upset.”’

“Should I end the prank?”

“No, then all of my hard work will go to waste.”

“Don’t worry, mi amor. The night is still young.” You mumbled while settling yourself on the sofa. If it weren’t for this prank, you two would’ve been here cuddling each other to death while binge-watching.

Days like these where both of you had day-offs were so rare. With all of his busy schedule from dance practices to the world tours, he hardly could devote his time to you, so whenever he could he made sure you knew that he loved you, that you were the best thing that ever happened to him, that you complete him. True that he’s not good at expressing his feelings but you knew what he meant just by looking at his eyes. His eyes could never lie. His eyes held an entire galaxy inside of them, and you would never mind getting lost in them.

Waking up in each other’s arms, legs tangled in such a way that even Albert Einstein wouldn’t be able to find an equation to solve them, making breakfast or more like brunch together, all day doing nothing but just cuddled up in each other’s embrace while watching some romantic movies that were so cheesy that even the cheesiest pizza in the world would shy away, but who’s complaining, was like the daily routine on days like these.

Jungkook POV

What did I do wrong?

Is she being moody because of her periods? But the date is next week.

Did something happen at her workplace?

But who’s this Jinyoung guy? Some new charming dude at her workplace, that’s totally her type? No, no she wouldn’t fall for some lad just like that. She loves me and only, that’s what she said right?

Or did she fall out of love? Even just thinking about the possibilities, my heart ached. But I know her, her love for me wouldn’t die just like that. C’mon Jungkook, everything is fine. Even if Y/N falls out of love which I know wouldn’t happen, I would let her go, her happiness is the top priority. I can do that right? NO, NEVER. If she falls out of love, I’ll make her fall in love with me all over again.

Time skip

“If you guys have to keep working together, I want you to quit your job”

“Why should I quit?”

“Because it bothers me. I don’t like seeing you talking to him or even looking at him”

“Without your permission, I’m not allowed to work or meet friends? Then if I’m not okay with something , would you be able to give it up?”

“no, no guys, please don’t break up!” You were living up to the name of ‘couch potato’, sitting on the couch, munching on some chips and binge-watching.

“you’re my favorite couple and you can’t just break up.” You said, already swearing at the director who planned on such a heart-wrenching twist.

You felt a pair of arms finding its way through your waist and a weight on your shoulder. You were so engrossed in the drama that you didn’t even realise a human walking up to you and even sitting beside you. To all the kidnappers out there, please don’t kidnap me😥.

Jungkook had been surprisingly silent from the very moment he came and sat down. Is he sleeping? But he is so not the type who would sleep and not snore. He’s even known for the same among the members.

You felt something wet on your shoulders. Is he drooling? Woah, now he’s gonna get teased for at least a month.

Wait! He isn’t crying, right?

You looked down in order to have a look at his face to realize that this gentleman right here was bawling his eyes out.

“Omo! Jungkook-ah.” you panicked. You never in a hundred years thought he would end up crying.

“Are you gonna break up with me? Are you not in love with me anymore? are you gonna leave me? Please don’t. I can’t leave without you. I really love you.” Did he really think you fell out of love? YOU fell out of love with THE JEON JEONGGUK. Never in a million years.

“Hey, nooooo, look at me.” You cupped his face which was now in a shade of red due to sobbing. Now you felt guilty for doing the prank in the first place.

“Who said I was gonna leave you and on top of it, break up???”

“you’ve been ignoring me the whole day.” You sighed not finding the courage in yourself to lay down the truth, ‘I was pranking you because I thought it was fun’. It was a bad idea after all.

“I’m the one to blame. Ok, so I know that when I say the truth out loud, you’re probably not gonna talk to me for being this cruel. But I’m really sorry. I really am. I never expected you to cry. I guess at the end of the day, I am stupid just like you always said. So, the thing is……. *sigh*……. It was a prank.” There it is. The truth lying naked in front of him. you had your eyes shut the whole time still not being able to find braveness anywhere inside of you.

There was silence for damn 60 seconds. Believe me, 60 seconds are really looooooooooooooong.

“Does that mean you still love me?” isn’t his brain aware of the fact that he is supposed to be angry now?

You nodded your head slowly opening your eyes finding the situation not too scary.

“Does that mean you won’t break up?”

Nod

“Does that mean you won’t leave me?”

Nod

“Are you mad at me?” you enquired finding the bay way too clear.

“As long as you love me, it’s ok.” You could see the halo glowing on his head and a pair of wings unfold from his back. How can he be such a sweetheart?

“Jungkook-ahhhh.” Now you were the one crying. “Sorry, I feel soo bad. I swear I won’t do it again. I promise.” you could feel him wrapping his arms around you in order to comfort you.

“Hey, it's ok.”

I Love You

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader

Genre: Fluff, domestic au, angst? idk

Word count: 1.4k

Summary: Being a 'not-so affectionate' person, you rarely said I love you. but this was hurting him. So now you're gonna make it up to him.

Warning: None

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Love… What is love?

Strong feelings of affection?

Extreme feelings of attraction and need?

Well, then let me tell you, it’s not just about the loving, sudden feeling of affection and attachment, it’s also about those petty little arguments and conflicts. It’s about the disagreements that comes in with a relationship.

For where there is love, there is life….

On the phone:

Jk: when r u coming home??

Y/n: it might get late, there’s this seminar coming up that I need to prepare for.

Jk: oh… then I’ll get the dinner ready.

Y/n: Ne, gomawo jagiya. (Cheesiness lacing in your voice, while you heard a chuckle on the other end.)

J/k: I’ll wait for you.

Y/n: Don’t stay up late though, you have work tomorrow and we both know how grumpy you can get if u don’t sleep properly. (You said ordering like a mother to her child.)

Jk: Ok eommonie. (Both chuckling at his response.)

Jk: Ok then bye, I love you.

Y/n: I love me too.

Jk: C’mon say it back.

Y/n: What?

Jk: Don’t play dumb. Say you love me.

Y/n: Yeah, yeah whatever.

You were never the type to always go on about boasting about your love for him. Ending each conversation with ‘I love u’s’, was rarely your thing, while Jungkook on the other hand was your complete opposite. True he was not good at showing affection, but he always made sure that you felt loved and cared for.

He always quoted an ‘I love you.’ at the end of every phone call between you two, a form or more like his form of saying “be safe, I need you here with me.” Not gonna lie, u lived for it, although u never gave the typical ‘I love you too.’

Time skip

You heard a beep on your phone, indicating you received a text message making you turn your attention towards your phone. It was none other than your boyfriend.

“The food is on the table.” it read. You were smiling ear to ear. Someone said it true, “when you are in a relationship, the smallest things have the biggest impact.”

You still remember the initial stages of your relationship. It used to be so awkward owing to the so-called introvert personality of both of you. He used to be so shy around you. Words were rarely exchanged. The first time he held your hand, it was so special. It was a magical experience. Forget the butterflies, the whole zoo was dancing in your stomach. A pretty shade of pink evident on your cheek. And even he knew the effect he had on you. You still get teased by him now, on how he could feel your heart palpitating wildly under your fingertips.

Whenever you both fought, instead of hugging you, he would make you your favorite dish to say he wants to make up.

You still have that heartfelt letter he wrote for you on your first anniversary. It was simple, childish yet it was the most adorable thing. In your relationship, ‘sweetness’ had a whole new concept.

Days turned into months, and months into years and you both still look at each other the same way when it all started.

Time skip

At home

“I’m home.” You whispered, more like to yourself, as it was pretty late and you didn’t want to wake him up in case he was sleeping. And yup, you were right. He was sleeping. But at the wrong place.

“I’ve told him a countless number of times not to sleep on the sofa.” You muttered going towards him.

He looked so cute while sleeping. His face squished between his arms and a pout evident on his lips. it should be made illegal to be this cute. You blew on his face in order to wake up this sleepyhead. Your face was so close to his face that all that was left wass to lay a kiss on his face. You laid a quick kiss on his lips.

“Let me sleep.”

“Yah! I told you not to wait for me.” to which he just gave you a smile with his eyes still closed.

“Why didn’t you pick up your phone when I called you?”

“My phone died. I tried doing CPR but I couldn’t bring it back to life.”

“Haha, very funny.”

“I know right.” You both broke into fits of laughter.

“Anyway, can I use your phone, I need to tell the professor that I submitted my thesis.” He gave you his phone without any hesitation. You unlocked his phone by entering the passcode which was your birthday. How sweet. I know right.

You were welcomed by a google tab still waiting to be closed.

If my girlfriend doesn’t say I love you back, does that mean she doesn’t love me? read the words on the search bar.

Your world paused for a moment.

"She doesn’t love me?" as in?

You swear you read the words at least 10 times to make sure your eyes weren’t betraying you or that you were seeing things.

Your eyes immediately went to him. Sitting there scratching his scalp without any clue. Why didn’t you ever realize the fact that you were hurting him indirectly? why couldn’t you notice his pain? The pain that he so skilfully hid behind the mask.

“Are you done?” His words broke your train of thought.

“Oh...yea-yeah, I’m almost done.” You quickly sent the respective message and handed him the phone back.

“I’m going to the bedroom, come quickly but not before you eat your dinner. Arraseo?”

You passed him a nod as an affirmation. He left to the bedroom but not before giving you a smile and a kiss on your forehead.

Time skip

You were laying on your side of the bed with not a single trace of melatonin in your system, with him by your side snoring as if there’s no tomorrow. He secured you tightly by your waist. He had this sensor in his arms that always made its way to your waist whenever you laid beside him no matter how deep in his sleep he was.

The words from earlier were still so fresh in your mind. You were shocked. That would be an understatement. It was a mix of emotions. You were hurt? yeah maybe a bit, but not by him but yourself. You never realized your lack of expression was hurting him, upsetting him.

You didn’t even realize it when tears started escaping your eyes. You were so disappointed with yourself.

Y/N POV

Before I met him, I didn’t even think love was for me. It was something other people had and felt. Something in movies and in TV shows. It felt more like a wish I had than something real. Now that he’s with me, love is so much more tangible. It’s so much more magical than I ever imagined it would be. It’s so much more than a wish or a hope. He is the reality to all my imaginations.

I love him so much more than I could ever convey. But I guess I failed to express it.

“don’t worry Jungkook-ah, I’m gonna make it up to you.”

Time Skip

Author’s POV

Rays of the sun made their way through the window as they always did and fell on his face making him scrunch his face at the ‘sorry, you’re-not-welcome-now’ light. He was never an early bird. It even got you believing that he belonged to the nocturnal category.

“Uhh…” a moan escaped his mouth, not liking the high intensity oh light on his face.

“Y/N, can you close the curtains?” the lack of response got his hands searching for you in the bed where you’d usually be, beside him.

He peeled his eyes open, his eyes roaming around the room searching for you. Not being able to find you, his eyes immediately rushed towards the clock to check if it was already time for you to leave for your work.

‘8:14 am’ it read. That’s when he noticed the sticky note peeping its way around the side table. He picked it up, already knowing it was from you.

‘I got an urgent call from work, so I have to leave early. Also, I wanted to say something, look at your hand.”

His eyes immediately darted towards his palm.

‘I love you.’ written in big bold letters right on his palm. He blushed, the light crimson shade adorning his cheeks. A lovestruck smile lighted up his face, his teeth nibbling his bottom lip. If his heart could squeeze out more love for you, he swore it did at that moment.

“I love you too.”

And he didn’t wash his hands for the whole day.

Love is in the Air

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x Reader

Genre: Fluff overload

Word count: 0.5k

Summary: in which both of you go stargazing.

Warning: None

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long. it's just that I got sick. but don't worry, I'm all fine now😁. Also, this GIF is not mine.

“Let’s go watch the stars!” he excitedly claps his hands at the brilliant idea that popped into his mind. Now that the both of you were wide awake while the city was fast asleep, a little bit of stargazing wouldn’t hurt, right?

“Last one at the roof treats the other to ice cream.” He whispers, already making a run for it.

“Yah! That’s not fair.” You soon run after him.

You both run as fast as the adrenaline in your bodies could take you, laughing and giggling as you finally reach the door and open it, leading to the rooftop.

The night sky aglow with bright city light flickering and dimming creating the perfect picturesque view. The pale crescent moon against the black backdrop surrounded by an ethereal glow of the stars dotted around it, looking as amazing as it ever could. Beautiful.

“Wooooooow!” he lets out as he stands next to you.

“It’s gorgeous, isn’t it?” you say, your eyes still arrested at the ravishing view before you.

“Hmm, it is, but not as much as you.” There goes his flirty ass. You got used to his flirty ass except for the part where you still get butterflies all over your tummy. That still means you got used to, right?

“It reminds me of the time when you took me to the mountain top in the middle of the night just to say ‘I love you’.” Those memories were still freshly engraved in your mind that came flooding in at the familiar scene. Although you dated this gentleman for 2 years and have been married for a year, those days still felt like yesterday.

“Hmm, it does. I would literally trade anything just to live that moment once again.”

“Koo…”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.” You turn your eyes further away from him as you found yourself losing all of your composure. You mean it when you say, he still has the same effects on you as he did back in the days.

“I love you too.” He whispers as soon as his eyes meet yours allowing your smile to grow exponentially. His hands find their way to your waist while he rests his head in the crook of your neck, swaying both of your bodies along with the wind.

Silence engulfs, both of you clumsily and slowly dancing around with the infinite sky as your audience. You swear you can feel the moon high up there smiling at the lovesick couple. At this moment, as you hold Jungkook’s hands in yours, you’re convinced it’s just you and him in this world. 

And right at this moment, you can feel it- love is in the air. Love is all around you. You found yourself falling all over again for Jungkook. And for some reason it’s not scary. Its not scary when he is right by your side and gazing into your eyes as if tomorrow doesn’t exist.

You rest your head on Jungkook’s chest, eyes closing as the sound of his heart beating resonates your eardrums.

“Thanks for coming to the amusement park with me that day.” He breaks the silence.

“That was the best decision I ever took in my life.”

Heart Me? 01

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, A bucket full of it, non-idol au, college au

Word count: 0.6k

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that's normal right? Wait, till your 'boring life' get off the track!

Warning: I got major toothache writing this one, it's way too sweet

A/N: Time for Jimin's series. YAY!!! I really enjoyed working on this one. I hope you guys enjoy it and feedbacks are always appreciated. [sending virtual hugs…]

His eyes…

My favourite pair in which I can get lost forever and wouldn’t mind. The way they turn into tiny crescents when he smiles, was enough to admire them more. I loved his eyes, I loved him. Park Jimin or more like THE Park Jimin. Birthday- 13 oct, height-173.6cm, weight- 61 kg blood type-A. you didn’t even know this much about your own self. The most popular guy, currently in the dance department with everything a girl could ever ask for ranging from looks, fashion to angelic voice and personality.

I’ve had this tiny, no wait, a big fat crush on him ever since that day he saved from getting hit with a basketball that came soaring towards me. With thousands of hot chics around him and my introvert self on top of that, I would probably wouldn’t even make into his ‘the girls to date’ list.

Present day

“Ahh…this so boring!” you were mentally cursing glaring at the book in front of you. This was the moment you started regretting your life decisions. Sitting in the library, going through some colourless anatomy book to help you with your thesis was probably a bad choice.

“Mind if I sit here?” you heard a familiar voice beside you.

There he was, the guy you dreamed to talk to, standing right in front of you. You had rehearsed millions of times in front of the mirror pretending it to be him, but at this moment you felt so helpless. You couldn’t even utter a word. You found yourself slightly nodding to his question. So, there it is, your crush sitting right by your side.

“Y/N, right?” he said wanting to start a conversation.

“He knows my name? he freaking knows my name! ok calm down Y/N. keep it together.” You thought.

“Yeah.”

“You seem to know my name.” you replied trying your best not to sound flustered.

“of course, I do, the clumsy girl at the basketball court.” He said chuckling emphasising the latter part.

You so badly wanted to bury yourself alive right now.

“But you’re cute.” He patted your head smiling. Only if he knew, he was cultivating a whole farm of butterflies in your stomach.

“I always wanted to talk to you but you medical students are so freaking busy! Hats off to you guys for working this hard. If I, were you, I would literally kill my parents for putting me in medical department.” he continued. He is a funny guy as opposed to the so-called image of him being intimidating.

You slowing found yourself getting comfortable with him. Being an introvert, you were never good at socializing. But with him, you somehow felt safe and okay to be yourself. Time seemed to run when you were with him, hours felt like minutes and before you knew it, it was time for your next class.

“oh, it’s 4:47 already, I have class at 5. I should get going.” You said starting to gather your things, ready to leave.

“So, friends?” he asked out of the blue putting forward his hand.

“Yeah, sure.” You said shaking his hand.

“And I guess friends have the right to have each other’s number?” he asked hesitantly, desperate for your number.

Before you knew it, you both were scribbling number on each other’s hands. Glad you decided to come to the library today. It wasn’t a bad choice after all.

“See you around then.” He spoke to you.

“I’m busy, Mr. Park.” you said sarcastically.

“Oh, come on, have some mercy on me, Ms. Future doctor Y/N.” he replied while a foolish grin was plastered on his face, waving to you like a 5-year-old.

Heart Me? 02

Pt.1

Heart Me? Series Masterlist

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst if you squint, college au, non-idol au, f2l

Word count: 0.9k

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that’s normal right? Wait, till your ‘boring life’ get off the track!

Warning: None

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, your degree of friendship growing with each passing day to what the world termed as ‘best friends forever’. But so did your feelings for him. Only if you could replace the best friend part with life partners.

You started regretting the day you met him and decided to be friends. For what you thought would be easy, was miles away from easy. Every day knowing that the man you loved could never be yours was hard. Everyday knowing that he had girls far more perfect than you was hard. Everyday knowing that you will always be friend-zoned by him was hard. People say it’s hard to forget someone you love but believe me, it’s even harder to see him with someone else that isn’t you.

“Oh, come on y/n, you’ve got to come with me tonight!” he said still not quitting on convincing you.

“Jimin, this is the hundredth time I’m saying N.O.” you said still not wanting to go to the semester end party thrown by some crazy rich kid.

“So, what, I won’t mind convincing you for the one hundred and oneth time. please y/n” He answered wiggling his eyebrows.

“But why me, you have hundreds of other girls who would be dying to come with you. Go and take them. And you know party is really not my thing.”

“First of all, I don’t want those clingy girls with me and second of all, I want to take you with me because it’s you.” This kid is really stubborn.

“You aren’t gonna budge, are you?”

“Nope. And just think about it, it will be fun.” He clarified with a smile of victory lingering on his face.

“Ok, but no drinking or you would be dead Park Jimin.” You said pointing a gun at him with your hands.

“Yes, your highness.” He said bowing, before breaking into fits of laughter.

“Pick you up at 7” he said before making his way towards his class.

I should better prepare myself for the glares that the girls would be sending me to be at the party with THE Park Jimin. You thought sighing to yourself.

At 6:30

Oh did I ever mention that I suck at doing makeup. After wasting GBs of my data watching makeup tutorials on YouTube nothing was coming to use.

“F**k.” this was the umpteenth time I was swearing after not getting my winged eyeliner perfect. “why can’t I do makeup properly. Do I even have the right to exist?!” you said to yourself while wiping your non-existent tears.

At 7:10

Y/N’s POV

There he was standing by his car looking gorgeous as ever. If perfection could be a person, that would be him. Looking handsome as he ever could in his black suit perfectly ironed complementing his godly body proportions. If I could file a case against him for making my heart race, he would’ve been in jail ages ago.

Jimin’s POV

I’ve been standing here in front of her house for the past 15 minutes, yet I’ve been getting the same text all the time, ‘just a minute. Almost ready’. Girls will be girls.

I wonder what she is even doing, all she does is gather her hair in a ponytail, pull on some clothes her eyes fall upon and put those nerdy glasses on, that’s it. But I’m not complaining, she looks cute though. And it is no other exception.

My train of thoughts were interrupted when I saw a girl walking in my direction. Her wine-red dress perfectly hugging her figure, hair perfectly styled, swaying with the wind.

 Wait, Y/N? no way it’s her. Or maybe it is. Was she always this beautiful or was it just me who failed to notice? Were her eyes always this mesmerizing? It held millions of galaxies in them, and I won’t mind getting lost in them. Guess she was always beautiful but just needed a little makeover.

Her curly hair now left open to dance in the wind. Her ‘not-so brown-eyes that she always hid behind her glasses were staring right through my soul. Her chubby cheeks which I always loved to pinch to which she would always complain about, now perfectly contoured. Her lips painted with blood red lipstick looked kissable as ever. Wait what? Man! am I getting drunk without alcohol even entering my system?

“Jimin? Are you there? “she said waving her hands in front of me.

“Oh ye-yes I’m here.” I said straightening my posture. Way to go Park Jimin.

“I’ve been standing here for what felt like forever. Have some mercy on this fellow, gurl! Don’t tell me you were busy mastering makeup!” he said gesturing you to enter the car while he did too. “huh? how did you know? Wait, can you tell? Do I not look good?” you questioned, your insecurities that vanished few minutes ago coming back at you again.

“No stupid, you look just fine!” he said starting the engine.

“Woah, did THE Park Jimin just compliment me? Compliment sounds weird coming from your mouth.”

“Why would it sound weird, it’s not like I don’t compliment you. And it was not a compliment, I said fine.” He said, a small pout making it’s way to his lips. “oh hello? You just open your mouth to diss me.” You said waving your hand in front of him.

“No, I don’t.” he said getting defensive.

“Yes, u do.”

“No no no.” one thing you loved and hated about your friendship, you both still fight like toddlers, but in the end no matter whose mistake, it would be him in the end always apologizing. (cuz this girl got a ego. 😉)

“Anyway, thank you mademoiselle.” You said sounding dramatic. “haha, what did you say? It’s not mademoiselle, its monsieur, pabo.” He said laughing hysterically, his eyes almost disappearing into thin air. “Whatever.” You rolled your eyes.

Heart Me?

HEART ME? SERIES MASTERLIST

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, college au, non-idol au, f2l, s2l

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that’s normal right? Wait, till your ‘boring life’ get off the track!

Warning: swearing, insecurities.

Pt.1

Pt.2

Pt.3

FROM HERE TO ETERNITY TEASER

Pairing : Jungkook x Y/N

Genre : Fluff

Summary : In which He proposes to you

Rock paper scissors!

“Yes! I won.” Exclaimed Jungkook.

“Yahh pabo! What the heck? What was that?” You remarked disbelief clearly etched on your face..

“What? I did fire and you did paper, which means I won.” He counterattacked.

“Where the f**k did fire come from?”

“Woah woah! language Y/N, fire burns paper right?”

“I guess?”

“See, I won, which means your saying yes for 24 hours.” Uhhh I hate that smug look on his face

“You and your dirty tricks to win.” You murmured.

“Did you say something Mam?”

“Nope, your ears must be ringing.” A fake reassuring smile making its way onto your face.

Why did you even agree to this stupid game of ‘SAYING YES FOR 24 HOURS.’ Now suffer.

A DATE IN THE ER?

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x reader

Genre : fluff, established relationship, domestic au

Word count : 1.3k

Summary : You have a date at the roller skating park with him teaching you how to skate. But what wasn’t the part of the plan was, you ending up in the ER

Author’s note : I actually got the inspiration to write this from a prompt from @love-me-a-good-prompt. Pls do check out their account. They have grt writing prompts.

Y/N’s POV

”Do you wanna go roller skate?” As badly as I wanted to say YES, I couldn’t. Why? Because I don’t know how to roller skate. As simple as that. I always wanted to learn how to roller skate. But I never really had the chance to actually go and learn. Or maybe I did. Except for the part where I spent the entire lesson just sitting in the corner because I was afraid of falling. I know, I know life is all about falling and getting up. But A PAIN IN THE BUTT!!! that too for a week!? Nah!!! Not a huge fan. It was like that one Buy 1 Get 1 Free offer that no one ever wanted to avail.

But guess what did I say….

“Yeah, sure. Why not?” Well, what else do you expect me to do when he’s asking me with those lethal puppy eyes. They have the power to melt the coldest heart, let alone me.

so here I was, on my way to skating rink with a human-in-a-bunny-form boyfriend beside me hopping on his two hind legs unable to contain his excitement, narrating all those scenarios where, if I happened to fall, he’ll come to my rescue, and how we can stare at each other and fall in love all over again. As romantic as that sounds, I couldn’t beat the fear in my heart of falling and embarrassing myself in front of him. Author’s POV “Jungkook-ah, do we really have to do this?” You begged tugging on his oversized denim jacket. “Is something wrong?” He diverted all his attention towards you.

“I think I’m having a heart attack!” You stated clutching the right side of your chest adamant on gaining his sympathy and getting out of this place.

“As far as I remember my anatomy class, heart is towards the left side of the chest, and yes, we are doing roller skating.” He said placing your hand on the left side of your chest earning a glare from you. He is one stubborn boss baby. Once he has his mind set to something, he’s gonna do it no matter what.

“Come, let me help you with your laces. I don’t want you falling. I mean I don’t mind you falling for me tho.” He winks at you with a flirty smile lingering on his lips earning an eye roll from you. This boy, he never missed the opportunity to flirt with you. You almost believed that he has dual personality. At times he is all shy and red, and sometimes he is so cocky that he makes you a blushing mess. But that’s why you fell for him in the first place.

He was a mess. A chaotic mess. A happy mess. An emotional mess. A beautiful mess. That’s one thing you knew for sure.

“Come let’s go to the skating rink while there’s still less people.” He guides you to the skating rink hand in hand. Another thing you loved about him. He always made sure you were cared for and loved for. His hand never left yours. They always somehow made their way towards each other. Gravitating towards each other. Happily and married.

Time skip

“Y/N, can you stop sticking your butt out?”

“Fine, I’m trying okay?

It’s not like I was born a pro at it.”

“I know, but you look like a new born who’s learning how to walk.” He giggled trying his best to hold his laughter as he has been doing for the past 20 mins. “Yeah, whatever.”

“Okay, now let’s try roller skating without holding hands.” He stated, having enough confidence in your skills.

“No no no, don’t let go of my hands kookie.”

“I won’t. Ever. But trust me in this, okay?” He uttered giving your hands a squeeze before letting them go.

“Slow and steady. Each stride at a time. Okay?” He instructed watching each and every one of your step closely.

“I think I’ve got it…” you say, a victory smile making its way onto your face. Proud of what you’ve accomplished. Not a huge feat of course, but for you it was. You almost gave up on the whole idea of learning roller skating. Little did you know, all you had to do was ask your boyfriend out on a roller skating date!

“See, that’s my girl.”

your confidence grew in each stride you took, until it turned into overconfidence and next thing you know is reaching your hand out to grab Jungkook’s but they never met. Like that one forbidden love story, where the couple are destined to be together but their fates had a different say.

The last thing you remember is hitting your head on the railing and a worried Jungkook asking you to wake up.

You wanted to wake up, but your eyelids seemed to have a mind of their own. They felt so heavy. You wanted to sleep so bad. Just 1 min of sleep. Time skip

you struggle to open your eyes, due to the harsh lighting’s hitting on your face. And the throbbing sensation on your forehead wasn’t helping at all. And the smell of disinfectants tingling your sensory receptors was the cherry on top.

As soon as you open your eyes, you see white ceilings, white lights…everything’s white and a face. Jungkook’s face.

“Am I in heaven? Even the angels look like Jungkook.” Confusion was all around your face

“Hey Y/N!!! Are you okay? Are you in pain? Do you recognise me?” He bombards you with questions one after another.

“Jungkook? Am I in a hospital?”

“Yes, baby. Omg I was so worried.” He says slumping down on a chair, tears rolling out of his eyes one after another.

“Hey Kookie, it’s fine. Look at me, I’m totally fine, well of course except the bump on my forehead.”

“No you’re not. I’m such a terrible boyfriend. You told me not to take you to the rink in the first place and I still did. If only had I listened to you, this wouldn’t have happened!”

“No, come here.” You give him a hug.

“Look, I know at first I was hesitant to go there, guess what thanks to you I finally learned at least how to stride in wheels right? Something that I never could’ve achieved my whole life on my own. But thanks to my boyfriend, I did it. Even if I had the chance to start over this day all over again, I would still go down the same path. That’s for sure.”

“Really?” He finally looks up, his face all flushed due to sobbing.

“And not everyone gets to spend a date in the ER you know. That’s definitely something worth telling our children.” He blushes at the mention of your future together.

“Do you have any idea how worried i was when you hit your head. What if you forgot about me like they show in movies. Just the thought itself is terrifying.”

“Dumbo, it wasn’t that big of a fall. And even if by the slightest chance, I end up forgetting you, I’m sure I’ll fall in love with you again. For every lifetime.”

“Is this the part where we kiss?”

“I guess, it is.”

Just as you were about to lean in and kiss, you were interrupted by a resident on your case.

“Ms. Y/N, we are getting your discharge papers ready. I’ll prescribe you some pain meds and as for the bump on your forehead from the trauma, it will resolve on its own.”

“Thank you doc.” You both say to the resident.

“And yeah, one more thing, I would be really obliged if you love birds, could respect us singles here.” With that he left, leaving you and Jungkook foolishly laughing at how the entire date turned out.

Breaking Point - PJM

Summary: After months of tension, your roommate Jimin catches you grinding on his hoodie in a moment of pure desperation.

Pairing: Roommate!Jimin x Roommate!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Unprotected sex (DO NOTTTT) Dirty talk, degradation, mutual masturbation, name calling, grinding on hoodie, oral sex (m&f receiving), perverse (both jimin and oc are perverts with pent up frustration and lust), rough sex, slight choking, tit slapping, clit rubbing. Just porn.

Word count: 2.4K+

Writer: riri🪽

Writer’s note: ahhhh idk what was i thinking when i wrote this. this is just pure filth haha. let me know in the comments how you feel about it.

“Holy shit! W-what the fuck Y/N? Is that my hoodie?” Jimin exclaimed, looking at you in your worst state possible.

Naked. Pathetic. Grinding on his hoodie. Teasing yourself.

You gasp in surprise when you see him standing on the entrance of your room, flabbergasted.

What was he even doing here? He was supposed to go out with the boys tonight. You swore you saw him leave, and that’s how you ‘borrowed’ his hoodie from his room.

“J-jimin what are you doing here!?” You shrieked, immediately covering yourself with a blanket.

God. this was so embarrassing.

“Y/N I step out of the apartment for like one minute and by the time you sneaked into my room and steal my hoodie? Jesus! you’re such a fucking pervert.” Jimin said, eyeing you from top to bottom in your vulnerable state. You bit your lower lip, trying to avoid his gaze, but you were too horny to actually come back to your senses.

“C’mon, give me my hoodie back!” He stepped closer and grabbed his hoodie from your hand, taking a look at it. You just lowered your gaze, still unsure what to say.

“Oh my god, look at that wet spot right there. You’re washing this up, Y/N.”

“Yes, I will wash it, sorry.” You said, as you tried to stand up, but you heard him interrupting you.

“No, no, dont stand. Sit down. Sit down like a dumb fucking slut.” You were kinda surprised by his little remark but then again, you were too horny to care.

He was looking at you, his eyes like a hawk. You felt a little embarrassed, but surprisingly, not uncomfortable. Jimin clicked his tongue, taking in your vulnerable form in front of him.

“Here, you wanted this right? Take it. Show me what you were doing.”

“W-what!?” You look at him in surprise, eyes narrowing at his demand.

He wanted you to show him what?!

Was he joking?

“You heard me. Show me what you were doing with my hoodie before I walked in.”

He definitely wasn’t joking.

“Jimin, I am sorry I-”

“C’mon, show me. You were so confident earlier, sneaking into my room, and stealing my hoodie, grinding on it. But now that i am here, you’re all shy?” Jimin said, his eyes scanning you from top to bottom. Even though your body was covered in the blanket, he could very well make out in what position your body was. Legs spread, fingers playing with each other, and your nipples still hard.

“I wont do it again, I promise..” You say, barely in a whisper, earning a scoff from Jimin. You both knew in what state you were in. Wet and willing.

“C’mon now, Y/N. I have to go back to my friends. You’re really losing an opportunity to play with yourself in front of me.” Jimin said, standing up to leave.

“Wait.. don’t go…” You called out, voice barely above a whisper, holding his arm, preventing him to go.

Your actions made Jimin smirk, he got what he wanted. after all, he’d always imagined you in a state like this. He was just a man. And you, he wont lie, had an amazing body. He’d find his cock stir slightly in his pants when you’d wear your favorite pink shorts in front of him. Or when you’d wear that black spaghetti of yours, that exposed a bit of your cleavage when you’re all comfortable, watching TV.

God knows how many times he had to control himself in front of you. You were his roommate. he didn’t wanted to look like a pervert to you. But today when he caught you doing not-so-pure things with his used hoodie, he knew he wasn’t the only perverted one.

He gawks at you, his eyes full of lust, licking his lower plush lip “Oh, you want me to stay?” He chuckles and runs his fingers through his dark hair. He had THAT mischievous smile on, that made you utterly crazy. Every. Single. Time.

“Go ahead, grind on that hoodie, slut.” Jimin commanded, taking some calculative steps towards you, his eyes never leaving yours. He sat on the edge of the bed, his hoodie on his hand, with a wet spot of your juices, reminding you of your perverse.

He gently tugs at the blanket that engulfed your frame, revealing your smooth body. He gazed at your perky breasts, nipples hard. your soft abdomen, your curvy hips, and your delicious wet cunt. He mouthed the words 'Oh my god' as he saw your glistening core, his cock standing in salute.

Fuck, he had always been dying to see you like this…

You gently take his hoodie back from his hands, movements slow and delicate. You bought the cloth to your wet sex, feeling the same sensation you felt minutes before. Hell, you were so horny. Maybe it was his scent, maybe it was just Jimin.

You closed your eyes when you felt the fabric rub against your clit, making you moan unconsciously. “Mhhh Fuck..”

You start to grind on his hoodie, lewd noises unconsciously leaving your mouth.

Jimin smirked, imagining his dick wrapped against your cunt instead of his hoodie. His hand went down to his shaft, undoing his pants, pulling out his hard cock. Jimin looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust, his cock throbbing in his hand as he speak. “You’re enjoying this as much as i do, aren’t you, babygirl?”

You let out another moan in response as he starts to pump himself, looking at your slutty self fucking his hoodie shamelessly. “Mhm just like that baby, fuck yourself just like that.”

He's pretty when he masturbates like that, staring directly into your eyes as he whimpers, breathy and sweet.

Each of his little moans makes you wetter, and your body continues to tremble with need. It's so unbelievably hot how he tilts his head back, exposing the V of his jaw and his Adam's apple, bobbing each time he swallows in pleasure.

You can’t control yourself any longer, especially when jimin looks so fuckable right now, pumping his huge cock right in front of your eyes. Your hands find its way to your clit, rubbing it fast, and desperately, moaning out profanities, and Jimin lose his mind.

Grabbing your hips, Jimin yanks you closer so he can switch places with you, now kneeling in front of you. His mouth water seeing your beautiful glistening pussy, screaming to be eaten out. And so he wastes no time. A wet, hot tongue against your center. You moan at the sudden feeling, your back arching as Jimin repeats the action, the tip of his soft muscle lapping at your leaking folds until he stops at your clit, circling it with an increasing pressure that has you whining at the sensation.

"Fuck, Jimin," you moan out, hands curling into fists as you try to keep your legs as open as possible.

"You’ve been wanting this, don’t you, Y/N? Dreamt about me eating your cunt out till you cum in my tongue."

You are a mess. Your lips parted, hips squirming, back arched, getting eaten out by your roommate like you’d dreamt of.

"Arrghh f-fuckk," you stammer, relishing in the feeling of his lips brushing your swollen bud, and his nose bumping into your needy bundle of nerves. "Y-yes! fucking love it!"

He parts your legs wider, allowing him to sink deeper; his nails dig into the flesh of your thighs which has you moaning, whimpering as he makes out with your cunt. You feel your walls clench around nothing inside, your high nearing, and as your legs start to quiver, your moans becoming chipped and louder, he - suddenly removes himself completely, earning a while from you.

“I wont let you cum so easily, slut. you’ve been teasing me since forever with that slutty body of yours. Now be a good girl and suck my cock.”

Jimin gets up from the bed, and stands in front of you, his cock bobs and hangs heavy in front of your face, close enough that the tip brushes your cheek and smears precum across your face while you remain seated on the bed.

He grabs one of your hands again before he brings his girth to your mouth, your lips spreading as your tongue darts out, licking away the salty pre-cum before he comes closer, aiding you.

Not needing to be told twice, you lean forward to lap at the precum dribbling from Jimin’s slit, making him groan. His body trembles slightly as you suck him into your mouth, and it feels good to know you're not the only one affected.

The rumbling around Jimin’s cock has his throat let out low groans; his head falls back as his fingers squeeze your hand once before he lets go and buries it in your hair.

"Look at you. Such a stupid little cock slut." He groaned, watching drool leak from the corners of your mouth as he thrusted into you. Every hit of his cock against the back of your throat pushed tears into your eyes, eventually causing them to spill out onto your cheeks. "Fuck," he said through gritted teeth.

He knows he’s when he feels his cock throbbing vigorously. He grabs your hair into a fist, pulling you away from his cock, a thread of saliva and his wet slick attaching your lips and cock still.

“I want to fucking cum inside you, Y/N”

He pushed you back in the bed, so that you flat on your back, as Jimin hovers over you. You’d never seen his face this close. Jimin cradles the side of your face and slots his lips with yours for the first time.

It felt so good kissing Jimin.

He holds you gently as your lips glide together, his kiss completely opposite when it comes to oral sex. Gentle and light. He moves his lips with yours, tasting himself on your tongue and moaning into your mouth when he does. You pant against each other in between kisses, Jimin using the opportunity to bite and suck on your bottom lip until you're pushing yourself against him, seeking more.

He pulls away and gets up from the bed, discarding his hoodie off of his body, his body completely bare now. He hovers over you once again, this time groping your left tit in one hand, his thumb flicking over the sensitive nub, and rubbing your clit in the other.

"You want me to fuck you hard, don't you? You want me to fuck you like a slut, treat you like the dirty little whore that you are." He growled and roughly grabbed your thighs, pulling them apart, his cock aligned on your pussy. Youre a moaning mess, his assault on your breast and clit never stopping.

Just then you felt a sting on your left breast, making you yelp at the sensation.

“Answer me Y/N. You want me to use you good like a whore or not?” he growled.

“F-fuck Jimin y-yes please!” You whimpered, face contorted with need when not long after, you felt another slap on your other tit.

“Please what, bitch?” He asked, his hand not stopping the relentless abuse on your clit, when you feel him twist your nipple, demanding you to beg again. You could feel his rock hard cock poking your entrance.

“Please Jimin, fuck me like a needly little slut right now!” you whimpered, not caring about anything. You’ve wanted his cock for long now anyway.

Lining up, Jimin sunk his throbbing cock inside of you, the angle of the position letting him sink until he was fully inside of you, the glide was easy from how sloppy wet you were.

"I've always wanted you, you know..." he pants loudly as he continues to thrust in you. "Such a shame that you never let me have this pussy before.”

He kept one hand on your hip and another pressed into your shoulder to keep you in place as he finally let go, pounding into you with all the force he had. Every ounce of pent up lust and confusion he had for you all these months came pouring out through the fervor of his thrusting. The way you moaned his name sent chills up his spine.

The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the squelch of your pussy dripping and coating Jimin’s cock.

“You're so tight... So wet and tight around my cock. Fuck!" He growled and his thrusts became erratic as he began to slam deeper and faster into your tight hole.

"You’re... So... Fucking..” He reaches forward and grabs your throat, squeezing gently. "fucking... tight… Fuck!”

He could feel you squeeze him, and he dug his fingers Tightening on your throat.

"Do you wanna cum, baby?"

"Fuck jimin please!" you sputtered. "Please let me cum."

Jimin slapped your cheeks, feeling his own orgasm approaching as he thrusted into you in an animalistic pace. He starts to rub your clit furiously once again.

"Cum, you little whore. Cum all over my cock like a good girl." He growled, his filthy words finally making you snap.

Jimin had you screaming and writhing as he fucked you through your orgasm, Sweat was beading at his forehead and glistened across his chest and back, chasing his high. Jimin leaned down to press his body against yours as his hips continued to snap into you.

Jimin moaned against your skin as he reached his release, painting your walls for the first time. "Oh fuck," he moaned, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. Jimin collapsed on his back beside you, eyes fluttering shut as he watched stars shoot behind his eyelids. You were still panting and he felt your quivering vibrate through the mattress. Both of you, utterly spent.

“…dont you have to go..?” you finally ask him, after gaining enough energy to speak. His eyes opened up, looking at your beautiful face red, hair fucked up, makeup melted down your face, cum and sweat drenching your body from the pleasure he gave you.

“Why? you gonna steal steal another hoodie from my room after I go?” He jokes, tucking a strand of hair from your face behind your ear, watching your lips bloom a smile.

“Fuck you.” You roll your eyes.

“Already did.” Jimin smirks, pulling your body closer to his.

“And i will, in future.”

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Hi guys so i need help finding a jungkook x reader fic. A few weeks ago i stubmled upon it, but i lost it. It's about reader who ran away to he an idol but failed or something, it's not cleared yet. She goes back to her family but they give her some condition like to marry jungkook in exchange for coming back to the fam. Fast forward to present, reader is a music producer at hybe while jk is in i think in some sort of a company. I don't remember exactly much but jimin was also there as jk's sister's husband. Please someone help me if y'all know the name because i can't get it out of my head. As far as i remember the fic was recent and was still being updated. Sorry for the big rant. Thanks!!