ℙℂ𝕐𝔾𝕆𝕃𝔻𝔼ℕℂℍ𝕀𝕃𝔻’𝕊 𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕃𝕀𝕊𝕋

In which your angsty fuck boi of a best friend, Jungkook, has a “serious q”

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

More angsty fuck boi best friend JK found on my blog under the tag afbbfkookie

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

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

Chapter 1

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I think we should leave.” Jennie whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Probably doing it with Mina.” Taehyung snorts.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Jungkook?” Namjoon nudged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It’s the wild one who will set you free 💠

Masterlist

THE ONE YOU NEED - JJK

after getting dumped, jungkook finally had the opportunity to swoop in and heal your broken heart.

pairing — jungkook x female reader

genre — angst, fluff, smut

word count — 2k

warnings/tags — roommates!au, confession!au, softdom!jk, sub!reader, lots of cussing, swearing, reader is angry & upset, jk is in love w you, mentions of a bummy ex, crying, very soft, so much love, touching, romantic, sexual tension, hickeys/neck kisses, first kiss, explicit smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, guys), penetrative sex, soft dirty talk, overall very raw and soft

a/n: something short and sweet and a little fast paced 😰

inspired by this song 💗

“Literally FUCK HIM,” you curse whilst pacing around your apartment, clear frustration evident on your face as you threw a strop. Breakups were generally easy as it took a lot for you to get attached but this one… it wasn’t going too well.

You’d been in a mood all day after your boyfriend decided to call it quits all of a sudden because he felt you were “too high maintenance” which, on its own, was pretty offensive but that didn’t really tug at your chest. The fact that he couldn’t handle your high maintenance self made you wonder if anyone could ever deal with you.

At the moment, it looked like no one could.

Jungkook, sat at the edge of your couch, merely watched you pace around with his hands clasped together over his mouth, his eyes following your every move and being cautious as to not topple you the wrong way.

He learnt the hard way; let you rant for as long as you need to and soon enough you’ll calm down.

“Calling me, of all people, ‘high maintenace’, who the fuck does he think he is?!” You aggressively turn towards Jungkook, as if directing the question to him, and you know you caught him by surprise when his mouth fell ajar, practically speechless.

“He never spent time with me, never even acknowledged me, you’d think I was dating a brick wall!”

Yeah, Jungkook knew all of that. He knew your boyfriend was an ass and only showed you attention when he wanted to fuck, which you so willingly gave to him because you always grasped at ‘romantic’ intimacy, and Jungkook hated it. He bet the guy wasn’t even that great in bed since you’d always come back the next day in an awful mood.

“I can’t believe I spent all those nights with him. He couldn’t make me cum once, it got tiring faking all those orgasms.”

That’s his doubts confirmed.

You continue to pace around, spilling all your thoughts and dramatising your hand gestures until you stopped. Jungkook looked straight at you and his features softened when he noticed how teary your eyes had become; on the verge of spilling down your cheeks. He could tell you were trying to hold in the tears, but why? You knew you could comfortably cry around him.

Right, because on many occasions, he pointed out that your boyfriend was a dick, an unappreciative one at that and you decided to ignore his opinions. Your relationship was like watching a girl in highschool chase after her much loved crush who had no interest in her. It was kinda sad and all Jungkook could do was sit back and watch you get hurt over and over again.

If you were with him, you’d never be treated like that.

He hated seeing you in this state. As someone who deserved nothing but the best, seeing you upset over a stupid ex boyfriend made him feel all sorts of things; predominately anger, but that was a given. It also pissed him off beyond words because Jungkook had every chance to swoop you into his arms and keep you to himself, but a part of him genuinely thought you were in love with the guy, so he stayed put.

“Am I really too much to handle?”

Jungkook could’ve sworn his heart broke right then and there, and it hurt more seeing you cry over something that was complete bullshit. His fist was twitching (the things he’d do to punch the living daylights out of that asshole) but you were his first priority.

“Y/N…” he starts, getting out of his seat to approach your form, which looked even more fragile now than when you were mad. “Honestly, that guy has no clue what he’s talking about,” Jungkook tries to reassure you, leaning down slightly and reaching his hand towards your face, using the pad of his thumb to wipe away the tears beneath your eyes.

The pout on your lips only became more prominent as your cheeks heated up from the kind, yet subtle gesture. That’s weird. “No guy wants a girl that’s ‘high maintenance’, is that what he’s trying to tell me? Because I know damn well he didn’t do half the shit I had planned for us—”

“—You’re not high maintenance, you’re eager,” Jungkook adds, bringing you closer to his chest so you could rest your head against him and cry to your heart’s content. “Besides, it’s not a bad thing.”

Your fist lands a punch to his chest, “Obviously it’s a bad thing if it’s the reason why my boyfriend broke up with me, stupid,” you say, through short, broken sobs.

Your roommate only chuckles, his chin resting on your head as he embraced you in his arms. “I don’t think it’s bad. I like my girls high maintenance,” Jungkook smiles ahead at the blank wall, hoping his words would be enough for you to catch on.

“You don’t mean it. You’re just saying that to make me feel better,” you grumble, looking up at him with your glassy eyes and tear stained cheeks, expecting him to make a joke about it but nope, he seemed pretty content staring at the wall like it was the love of his life.

“I think I’ve had my fair share of handling you, and I’ve done a pretty good job at it,” he shrugs, showing you a sheepish smile, “because I care that much about you and I’m willing to put in the time and effort to show you that.”

Was he saying this in a romantic or platonic way?

“Your ex was probably the guy you wanted, but we both know I’m the one you need,” Jungkook whispers softly, leaning down towards your face, and you think he’s gonna kiss you, but he stops before your lips could make contact with his.

Your silence factored out his words being false, and from that, he knew he got you. “I know you felt what I said,” he calls you out on your bluff, pulling you away from him so he could look at you properly and deem his thoughts correct. He shifts his hand over to your chest, right above your beating heart, “…Right here.”

With the way you were staring at him, you were either extremely turned on by him indirectly confessing his feelings to you, or extremely heartbroken that literally anything and everything seemed attractive to you right now.

Who were you kidding? It was all Jungkook.

You finally speak up, your voice ten times quieter than it was earlier on, “And what if I did? What does that mean?”

“I don’t need you confirm or deny it, I know you well enough to know you felt my words in more places than one,” Jungkook’s eyes dance down you body to settle where your poor cunt was jumping between your legs, making it all the more obvious that you were clenching your thighs shut.

Shit. He was good.

He laughs softly, “How could he ever leave a pretty girl like you unsatisfied?”

A part of you still wasn’t convinced by his words, “If you really wanted me, you could’ve had me by now,” you throw at him, expecting him to stutter, but Jeon Jungkook had eyes on you for a pretty long time, so he had a lot to say.

“It’s kinda hard going after a girl who was too busy chasing someone else. You know I don’t roll like that,”Jungkook tugs at your arm, urging you to turn your back towards him so he could rut himself against your lower half whilst his hands slowly, yet with so much need, trailed up and down your arms, warming you up and giving you the chance to relax. “Besides, being patient always works out in the long run.” He was adamant on showing you the love you deserved and if you were planning to be ‘high maintenance’ about it, you bet he had a couple tricks up his sleeve to deal with that.

As if it were second nature, your body was acting on its own, easing into his touch as his hand slipped under your shirt, drawing small circles over your stomach. It wasn’t much, but this is exactly what romantic intimacy felt like, and it made you wonder why the hell you weren’t with Jungkook to begin with.

A pair of soft lips were grazing against your untainted neck, leaving short, supple kisses as they dragged downwards, giving himself more room. “Did your ex ever show you love like this?” Jungkook mumbles, too caught up in kissing you, but he didn’t need to hear you say no. “Why couldn’t he cherish you, huh? I should’ve snatched you up when I got the chance, how stupid of me.”

You’re unable to respond, your senses letting you down much faster than you anticipated and you could practically feel the smirk Jungkook was sporting right now, so you turn around to face him and boy, you weren’t wrong.

“Oh, that’s got you speechless?” He wasn’t mocking you, he felt sorry for you. These past boyfriends of yours never took the opportunity to appreciate the being that was you, never took the time to touch you or show you the love he felt you were entitled to.

He would be a dead man if he didn’t just do it himself.

“Look up for me, would you?”

You hesitate at first, but before you could bask the sight of his face, Jungkook had trapped you in a slow moving kiss. It’s not too fast, nor is it too slow, but it’s just enough to ease your mind and completely take over your being as your arms reach out to snake around his neck, eagerly pulling him in to deepen the kiss.

Your forwardness reassured him that you were all for what was about to go down and before you knew it, Jungkook was holding you tightly within his embrace whilst you straddled his lap, taking his cock like you were made for it. You’d completely forgotten about your broken heart; Jungkook’s constant care and reassurance helping you to disregard today’s events and focus on him.

All these months of watching you chase after a man who didn’t deserve you, Jeon finally had you to himself.

This wasn’t going to be ‘just a quick fuck’. The last thing he wanted was for you to assume he was doing this out of pity, but no, this would simply prove just how much he yearned for you. Jungkook’s top priority was to please you first and foremost.

“Bet that asshole couldn’t fuck you like this, huh?” His tatted hands grip the flesh of your ass, squeezing generously as you whimpered on top of him, masking the illicit sounds of his cock sliding in and out of you. His hushed groans joined in as he looked down to where you both met only to see a glistening mess of your arousal coating his length.

Never in a million years did you think you’d be in this position with your roommate and you only wished you realised sooner that the one who truly cared about you was right under your nose. You felt kinda stupid letting yourself go through useless heartbreaks and dodgy boyfriends when the one you really needed was here all along.

With Jungkook burying his face into the crook of your neck, things felt incredibly raw and intimate, not to mention, you felt so full, you wouldn’t need to force yourself to fake an orgasm around him.

“Gonna come..” You breathe out, your soft walls clenching around him as your hips moved up and down on its own, this time at a much faster pace, but Jungkook was eager to see you finish by his own doing.

His suddenly lifted his hips off the couch, thrusting up in you at such a deprived pace, knowing he was hitting all the right places by the pleasured look on your face. His arms snaked around your waist, his pace unwavering, “Right there, huh? That feel good?”

You nod without hesitation, ignoring the way your inner thighs were tensing in anticipation, waiting for your high to drain you.

“Go ahead and cum, baby. I know how long he kept you waiting.”

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love of the game

reader x jungkook

1,577 words

complete utter fluff

Your first baseball game. At that time all you knew for sure was that it was the KIA Tigers versus the Lotte Giants, Jungkook was a major Giants fan, and the sport involved a lot of swinging and sprinting. But Jungkook enjoyed the sport so much that he decided to take you to your first game on the 7th date, having already bought a season pass and everything. It was funny, though, being at a baseball game when the sport itself piqued negative interest in you. But your one and only loved the sport, and you wanted to love it too. Or at least try.

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skirt chasers

jjk x (f) reader

summary “Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls.” tags f2l, triple texting king kook, ncampus crush kook who is also the weird gamer boy, the skirt aspect is forgotten towards the end tbh, dumbassery is a disease and we are all affected by it, confessions SO CORNY it could be a 2005 teen romcom warnings smut in the form of: unprotected sex, use of mirrors, mostly heavy petting as foreplay I’m sorry, mentions of Jk’s furry ways as a gag kinda, like an unnecessary amount of swearing  wc 7.8k 

to make a long story short, i saw this nsfw gif and wrote this entire fic between 2 am and 6 am anyway i actually really like how this turned out!! lmk when u think

Part of the ideology behind the pleated skirt was in hopes that buying a new wardrobe would somehow help you rebrand your image around campus. Truthfully, it was kinda too late for that now; you’d been here going on three years, your friends and anyone with eyes could see that the style of clothing you leaned towards favored comfort over fashion. However, someone—it might’ve been Taehyung—had gone on a drunken spiel the other night concerning the importance of presenting oneself via fashion. It wasn’t aimed at you, but it certainly left you wondering. 

Which is how you find yourself shivering to the bone now, lingering around the west quad as you wait for Jungkook to come out of an anatomy lab. He’s at that point in the semester where grades mean nothing and everything to him at the same time, so Namjoon’s commissioned you and your other pals to take turns babysitting him once a week to make sure he gets at least some assignments done. 

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