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He’s bad for me, Nevertheless (Series Masterlist)

Idol! Jungkook x idol! Reader

You knew from the beginning that he never wanted a relationship. He was bad for you and should as run far away as you can from him. But ever time you grow the courage to finally let him go, things don’t go as plan. So what exactly happens when someone new comes into the picture and shows you things Jeon Jungkook never was able to show? Is he willing to change his ways for you? Or will you be added to his contacts he calls when bored?

🛑Genre: 18+, Smut, slow burn, based on Nevertheless. Idol! Female reader.

🛑Release date: November 6th, 2021

There’s no such thing as a relationship, nevertheless

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

Just Us | jjk

↬summary : Dark times have come, living in a werewolf pack as only human is a potential suicide, what a shame there is no where for you to go. Only way to finally see what it means to be free, taste a bit of that forbidden fruit is to run, run till your eyes can’t see, your legs do not belong to you anymore, your breath pricks every second, run till you no longer see those beautiful beasts. There never was a chance, so when the news comes that the golden wolf is supposed to visit, you do not think twice. Bloody hands snatching every possibility, so what if it’s not enough, the golden eyes soon the only thing you can see. ↳ part of the Blood Moon series

↬genre : Werewolf au! supernatural au!, vampie au, royal au, mates au!, soulmates au!, angst, smut, sluff

↬ pairing : Jungkook x reader (ft. ot7)

↬ ratings : 18+ NSFW

↬ warnings : a lot of angst like a lot, reader is kind of bullied by own family, toxic beliefs, discrimination, reader is a small pea that just wants to be loved, mentions of depression, gore, blood, descriptions of violence, rituals, mentions of sexual assault, smut, jungkook is an old being in this one so he can be kinda wieird but in a hot way, werewolf stuff, animalistic beliefs and acts, vampire stuff, to be add...

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‘Defend Abortion, End Forced Motherhood’

Seen in Montreal

Burning for love; JJK [00]

Contents: Future smut and just a tiny bit of smut in here, you’ll miss it if you blink, supernatural, romance, fluff, a hint of angst.

Pairing: Werewolf!alpha!jungkook x Omega!reader.

Summary: A handsome man is hunting you in the dreams world, making every day more difficult to repress the need to come and find him in the middle of the night to submit yourself to his every wish.

Requests: on

A/N: Hi babies, I’m a newbie in this platform, so this is my first project here, just a small series that I’ve had stuck in my head for a while, so I thought…Why not? And I gave myself a opportunity to get it out of my imagination and capture it here, hope you like it, since this is just a taste and I’ll be updating it later with the first official chapter!, I’m so happy to realise this to all you, don’t hesitate to ask anything or to send me a dm. Also a previous warning is that English is not my first language so sorry if there’s any mistakes!

You were sleeping peacefully in the confort of a warm bed, cuddled, deep in a dream that if someone gave you the privilege of choosing you stayed in there forever, despite how wrong it is, or so you thought.

A dream that lately seems to hunt your nights and disturb your feelings, letting you devastated and… undeniably horny.

A dream where a strong male comes and make your dirtiest fantasies come true with delight, wrapped in veiny and strong arms, a scent so unique and so enchanting, feeling so safe but at the same time feeling like burning.

A true alpha.

The scent and the feeling of his feathery touch on your hot skin, the smirk plastered on a face with a perfect jaw and delicious lips but still a face full of mystery, a blurry memory.

When the dreams started a month ago, you knew that your presentation as a wolf was near and it was slightly terrifying. Knowing what a mate means, and of course the responsibility that comes with it, so when the dreams started to knock on the door of your sleep your mind started to work at full speed… Just like the hand between your legs when waking up to a cold bed and still not knowing the eyes of the male creature that owns your body in between dreams. From now on you have been waking up to the same words every night and aching for that soul in the world made just for you.

“I know you will be intelligent enough to follow the lead that the moon herself has made for you to come to your alpha, pretty girl, call for me, dream me, scent me and you will get a reward for your significant other when the moon let us reunite, because sweetie as soon as I have you in my arms you will not be anywhere but between my sheets, breeding my pups.”

A sentence with such power, a dominant and perfectly still voice that makes your wolf want to submit at his every wish. And the problem was that you don’t have idea how to contact him, to make him come and make you forget the ache for his skin, his touch, his voice.

Right now you feel like burning between the sheets and a need for fresh air while in four paws, so you twist your body towards the door and stand on shaky legs, thanks to a long forgotten orgasm while being with him in dreams, him being the owner of a magic tongue already having you seeing stars in the imagination of your brain.

Once outside you take a deep breath and prepare your mind and body to let your wolf take part, just to start running towards an unknown direction, being guided only by the heart and the burning sensation of just something. When your capable of seeing clear again and not just blurry trees you notice that you are in front of a small waterfall and this place does nothing but create a sensation in your chest to just howl as loud as you can, emotions floating around you like fireflies in the night.

And in the distance, between the emotions that you are going through and the loud beating of your heart you hear him, as loud as the moon shines tonight, a howl from a male wolf, a howl that corresponds to the one you gave earlier with the pain of being mateless, craving for your alpha to come and find you, a howl that makes you understand that he’s telling you that he knows where you are at, a promise that he’s on his way to you. At this point, it’s safe to say that you’ve never wanted something so strongly.

And just like that everything was over, that was the first and the last ocasión you allowed yourself to reach for him to nuzzle in his neck while in wolf form to leave a hint of your scent impregnated in his fur and his skin, but when realization of who he was hit you, you wanted to run, just for the fear of what others may say, of the others saying you were very little to him, and that exactly is what you did, run to try and not have any interactions of any kind with that beautiful wolf.

Next update: 24/02/21

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Homebound (M)

Summary: You had moved on with your life. You had come into terms with everything you left behind when you left your home years ago. But a trip back home to attend a friend’s wedding makes you realize that there were some feelings that you thought you resolve– feelings for that ex-bestfriend of yours. Turns out these feelings were still there, they were simply homebound.

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader

Genre: Smut, Light Angst, Fluff, Enemies to Lovers

Rating: Mature (18+)

Warnings: Legal alcohol use, Rave Parties, Swearing, Lots of Making Out, Grinding, Unprotected Sex, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Fingering, Cum play, Rough Sex, Cockwarming

Word Count: 12437 (i.. really have no explanation)

Projects/Event: This was supposedly a very short fic that turned into a monster of a piece for the “Busan Sea Festival” square on my BTS Summer Bingo Card by @bangtanwritingbingo​

Credits: A huge thank you to @bluewhale52 for beta reading and editing this piece for me. You were such a great help and I will forever be grateful for your kindness. <3333

A/N: On another episode of Jean writing a short fic but ends up writing a monster. But this episode is special because she actually ended up posting it lololol I hope you all enjoy this thirst bred fic. Thank you in advance for reading :’)

**Please do not plagiarize or redistribute my works. I post my works either on Tumblr or on AO3. If this or any of my works are found on other sites, please let me know so we can report accordingly.**

“Attention all passengers. We will begin our descent in Busan’s Gimhae International Airport in a few minutes. We will be welcomed by beautiful clear skies this morning. Please fasten your seatbelts when you see the seatbelt sign turn on. On behalf of your flight crew, I’d like to thank everyone for flying with us and we’re wishing you all a safe and happy summer here in Busan.”

The inflight announcement prompted you, and the rest of the passengers around you, to shuffle in your seats to prepare for landing. You closed the book you were reading and tucked it in your carry on purse. After zipping your bag up, you stowed your purse underneath your seat and buckled your seat belt as instructed.

Looking outside the window next to you, you could see the outline of Haeeundae beach and the buildings that littered the area.

Busan.

It’s been so long since you last came home.

Since you moved to Japan for work right after college, you never had the chance to come back even for a short visit. The travel, and everything else that you had to adjust and prepare for, made it hard for you to find a reasonable amount of time to take off from work and make the journey home.

But this time, you were given a perfect excuse to come back home– and for a decent amount of time at that. Two of your friends who you met in college decided to tie the knot and you wouldn’t miss it for anything. They were your best friends and you watched them and their relationship happen and grow. So, missing out on such a monumental event in their life was not an option.

Besides, you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t miss home and everyone else in it. You missed your parents’ house. You missed that little hangout spot by the beach where you and your friends always went to after school. You missed your parents. You missed your friends. And–

Okay, maybe there was one person that you didn’t miss. As a matter of fact, just the thought of possibly seeing him again gave you a chill down your spine. And, no it wasn’t a possibility. You will definitely see him there. He was also a close friend of the couple, ( heck, he was closest to the groom) and much like you, you figured he wouldn’t miss this wedding either.

You leaned back against your seat and shut your eyes tight while you felt the plane make its descent. This was the part of flying that you hated the most. But, you appreciated the distraction it provided against your thoughts.

Besides, it had  been a while since you came back. You decided you would not let your past (or the fear of) ruin this rare trip home.

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Choices (3)

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?

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She winced and shut her eyes as Jin pulled out the last piece of glass in her leg.

“And you’re done!” Jin chimed, “Now all we have left is to clean you up and put some ointment on you and you should be good as new.”

“Thanks.” was all she could muster. It was still hard to find her voice after everything her and Jennie had been through. Being in a room with six real life werewolves didn’t help either.

Taehyung had taken Jennie back to his house behind the cabin wanting nothing else to do but stay by her side. Jin and Mina came home right after the chaos, the brand new groceries they bought forgotten outside in the cold. Jin had reassured her that Mina would take the best care of Jennie as she vehemently opposed having Jennie out of her sight. She finally let Jennie go when Taehyung promised that he'd keep her safe.

The pain from Jin tending to her wounds made her want to pass out numerous times but her body fought the need to, afraid to be unconscious during such an unpredictable moment. Fortunately, the pack was very kind and comforting, except for one member who hadn’t said a word to her yet.

“You’re quite the fighter. I heard your kicks from up the hill.” Hoseok, the one with the bright smile complimented.

She could only smile back and shrug. She had met the pack once at Jennie’s birthday but never got to know them on a personal level. Everyone was too busy partying and attempting to tame Taehyung when he went sicko mode to have a conversation. In all the fairytales she read, none of the stories ever talked about how beautiful werewolves were and surprisingly hospitable too.

“Yeah, what you saw are called rogue werewolves. They’re incredibly disgusting and dangerous. They take pleasure in playing with their hunt often ripping their prey-“

“Jimin,” Namjoon turned to him with a forced smile, “I don’t think now is the right time. In fact, let’s give her some space guys.”

Jimin scratched the back of his head and offered her a quiet apology accompanied by a meek smile. One by one, the members followed Namjoon, offering a sympathetic look as they left. Jungkook was the last in the line, his footsteps heavy and his mind cloudy.

“Actually Jungkook, could you stay for just a few minutes. I have to go prepare some cream for these two.” Jin said, face still facing towards her.

“I-uh, sure.” Jungkook stammered.

“I’ll be right back,” Jin placed a hand on her head, “you’re in good hands.”

She felt the emptiness of his presence immediately. Jin was so warm and gentle, making sure to soothe her with words whenever she whimpered or flinched. Jungkook on the other hand had dark eyes complimented with a piercing gaze. He seemed uncomfortable and almost annoyed. She tried not to look at him because every time she did, that foreign feeling that she had when she first met him would fill her entire body.

She heard Jungkook take a seat on Jin’s stool, the legs squeaking against the floorboard.

“H-how are you feeling?” he asked.

Her eyes fluttered closed at the sound of his voice. If looking at him proved to be difficult, the sound of his voice was almost unbearable.

“You um..you did a good job,” he continued, “those things are sometimes hard for us to fight.”

She pushed back the sigh wanting to escape from her chest. His voice was soft and coated in honey. Realizing that she might look even more crazy than she already did trying to drown in his voice while covered in blood and cuts, she opened her eyes to face him making sure to look at his nose.

Jungkook saw her lips move but he couldn’t hear a thing. He was too hyper fixated on the details of her face to hear a thing. The drumming of his heart and the pulses of electricity shooting up and down his spine was quite the distraction as well. When Taehyung and him were racing down the hill, he could hear every sound she made but not Jennie, he only heard her. He soon realized that the adrenaline coursing through his body was because she was in danger. Jungkook had known for a long time how strong the bond between two mates was but now he was experiencing it first hand and he hated it. Having a human mate that was chosen for him was already irritating but now he had the ability to feel what she felt. Jungkook was losing control of his own life bit by bit and it’s all because of her. He turned his attention to her hands that were clasped tightly against her lap and felt his muscles relax slightly. She didn’t know what was going on and he wasn’t sure if she felt what he felt whenever they looked at each other. No one knew Jungkook’s secret and he was going to keep it that way.

“Um Jungkook.” He hated how much he liked the way his name sounded coming from her.

He looked at her with a raised brow, ignoring the pulsating energy going through him when he did.

“You’re bleeding.” she whispered pointing at his hands.

Jungkook furrowed his brows in confusion and looked down at his hands. It was then he realized that he had been digging his nails into his palm so hard that each one had drawn blood. She flinched when he got up with a jolt, the stool almost toppling over in the process.

“I’m going to check on Jin.” Jungkook murmurs, keeping his head down.

“Wait before you leave!” she suddenly called, both of them surprised by how quickly she found her voice.

Jungkook kept his hand on the doorknob, body still turned away from her.

“Why were you at my house a few days ago?”

Neither of them dared to move or breathe. Jungkook felt the doorknob growing warm by how hard he was gripping it. His mind was loud trying to run through believable lies.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jungkook lied, “try to get some rest.”

With that, he left not glancing back at all.

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Tired eyes stared at Namjoon waiting for the leader to dismiss the pack. It was nearing three in the morning and many questions were still left unanswered. Where did the rogue wolf come from? Is there more coming? Why did it appear in public so comfortably? Namjoon was particularly stressed because he felt like he was letting his pack down. He was the one that was supposed to have all the answers but this situation perplexed him as much as the other member.

“I think we should just be happy that the girls are okay,” Yoongi spoke out, exhausted and wanting nothing but to sleep, “we should all get some rest and figure it out tomorrow.”

Namjoon nodded at Yoongi as a thank you to which Yoongi replied with a slight tug of his lips. The members all got up grumbling in response to show their dissatisfaction with how the meeting left them with more concerns. Jungkook remained seated watching as Namjoon carefully approached Taehyung whose eyes had yet to shift back to their normal brown hue. He heard Namjoon tell Taehyung not to worry too much before patting him on the back and retreating to his room. There was so much noise around Jungkook of footsteps, doors being closed, goodnights being exchanged yet for some reason, he could hear her breaths she was taking as she was sleeping loud and clear. Soon it was just Jungkook and Taehyung left in the living room, both tired but unable to sleep. Taehyung let out a deep breath as he let his body drop onto their sofa, hands tucked behind his head and eyes staring at the ceiling. Jungkook leaned against the armchair he was situated in and dropped his head over the headrest, eyes closed trying to block out her breathing.

“How’s Jennie holding up?” Jungkook asked.

“She’ll be okay.” Taehyung replied.

“That’s good to hear.” Jungkook said, reciprocating Taehyung's flat tone.

No matter how hard Jungkook tried, his mind kept wandering over to her. He wondered what she was dreaming about or if she was dreaming at all. He wondered if she felt the way he did whenever they were near each other. At the end of the day it didn’t matter what he wondered because he knew that most of the things he felt about her was not his own doing. As long as he didn’t act on his primal instincts, wondering should be okay.

“It just doesn’t make sense.” Taehyung suddenly said.

Jungkook chuckled. The older one had a habit of talking to himself out loud and conjuring sentences that didn’t make sense.

“You and I were the only ones who knew that something was wrong.” Taehyung continued.

Jungkook didn’t reply, instead, let the older boy ramble. They were all used to Taehyung spewing nonsense. On some rare occasions however, they had gotten themselves out of some pretty sticky situations after translating some of Taehyung’s babbles.

“I know why I knew something was up but I wonder how you knew.” Taehyung pushed on.

Jungkook’s breath hitched in his throat. Taehyung was now upright, resting on his elbows looking at the youngest member with a sly smile.

“Jungkookie,” Taehyung sang and felt his smile grow bigger at the younger one’s irritation, “you found your mate.”

Taehyung didn’t flinch at all when Jungkook threw the closest thing near him across the room, not caring who it woke up. There was now a hole at the wall and the pack would give him an earful for destroying the tv remote tomorrow.

“Why are you hiding it? And why are you acting like such a piss baby?” Taehyung hammered on.

“I’m not hiding anything. I heard them from miles away.” Jungkook answered between gritted teeth.

Taehyung rolled his eyes and laughed, “You’re such a bad fucking liar.”

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up, Taehyung?” Jungkook growled, ready to rip out Taehyung’s throat.

The sound of something hitting the wall was heard from Yoongi’s room followed by him screaming, “Shut the fuck up!” Taehyung sighed and got up, shaking his head in the process. He approached the younger member not caring about Jungkook’s clenched fists or threatening demeanor.

“Don’t forget what happened to Namjoon before he knew it was too late.” Taehyung whispered, afraid that the leader could hear.

Jungkook lowered his gaze to the oak floors and watched Taehyung’s feet disappear from the living room going back to Jennie.

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It had been a few days since the attack. She was slowly gaining her strength back and all her wounds were healing in a miraculous pace thanks to all of Jin’s herbal creams. Jin had told her that the forest nearby was full of magical plant life that could cure any ailment. She was still debating whether or not she believed him because she heard him tell Jimin earlier to go eat a mouthful of mushrooms from the forest and die after he had teased Jin about something very miniscule.

She watched the pack and Jennie laugh through her bedroom window. They were all outside enjoying the fresh air. Jungkook and Hoseok were playing their own version of football while the rest were sitting on lawn chairs watching. Jennie was bundled up in multiple layers of clothing to keep warm while the boys were comfortable lounging in tshirts and shorts. She felt a small ache of jealousy in her heart. Jennie looked so at home and the pack seemed to regard her as one of their own. She wondered what it felt like to belong to a group and fully loved by so many people. She also felt silly for feeling jealous about Jennie’s Twilight life but damn what an exciting life Jennie had secretly been living. Once she was all healed up, she would return back to her mundane life and pretend like nothing from this week had ever happened. There was so much about this world she wanted to learn about now that she knew it was real. She found her eyes drifting over to Jungkook who was standing with his hands on his waist bullying Hoseok. His long black hair slightly sticking to his forehead from sweat and his eyes turning into crescent moons as he laughed made her stomach flip upside down. Jungkook was very easy to stare at and that was as close as she could get to him. She could never talk to him because he was never around and being too close to him made her body feel like it was on fire. Jungkook had some sort of effect on her that she had never felt before in her life. She had had boyfriends in the past but they had never made her skin flush and her stomach turn the way Jungkook did. She didn’t realize that the corners of her lips had turned up while admiring his features and her body leaned in closer to the window as if to take in as much as she possibly could meters away.

“How are you doing?” a voice behind her asks.

She tore her eyes away from Jungkook and turned around to see Mina standing by her door. Mina was so beautiful in every way. Her physical traits, her personality, her aura, everything. Like Jin, she was so comforting and soothing to be around.

“I’m doing a lot better thanks to you guys.” she answered, leaving the window and making her way around her bed.

Mina gave her a smile and entered her room. She watched Mina’s eyes go towards the window.

“Why aren’t you out there with them?” Mina asked, sitting next to her.

“Why aren’t you?” she asked back laughing when Mina sucked her teeth and nudged her ribcage.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a minute as she pondered how to answer Mina’s question.

“Honestly I just feel like an intruder,” she finally replies with a forced chuckle, “once I’m all healed up I will be out of all your guys’ hair!”

Mina shook her head and sighed.

“For the millionth time, you are not an intruder,” Mina calming voice filled her chest with a warm reassurance, “besides, I think there is someone who is very glad you’re here although it may not seem like it.”

She looked over at Mina who was staring at the wall in front of them. Although Mina didn’t say his name, she felt the butterflies in her stomach swarm. She felt like she was back in high school crushing on some boy she had never spoken to but had only seen glimpses of as he walked past her in the hallway.

“Who?” she asked curiously.

Mina got up, smoothing her skirt in the process before tousling the human’s hair.

“Whoever flashed in your brain just now is the one I’m talking about and the one you’ve been watching silently by your window over there.” Mina winked.

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As the week passed, her relationship with the pack grew stronger but her relationship with Jungkook grew stranger. She was now able to opnely joke with everyone else and felt at ease eating at the dinner table with the whole pack. With Jungkook however, their relationship was at the stage of seeing each other at the end of a hallway and then going the other way. Whenever she did have to come into contact with Jungkook, she noticed that Namjoon and Mina would watch them with a knowing look. Tonight, she volunteered to clean up after dinner and Nmajoon volunteered Jungkook who protested but was immediately shut down by the leader. The kitchen that was bustling with noise and laughter a few minutes ago was now quiet; the sound of dishes clanking together filling the awkward silence between them.

“You don’t have to help if you really don’t want to.” she said, keeping her eyes on the dishes she was washing.

“I really don’t want to but Namjoon would kill me.” Jungkook mumbled.

Jungkook was in charge of cleaning up the table which didn’t take too much time. He watched her wash the dishes and felt guilty when he saw how much she was struggling just lifting up plates with her arms that had only begun to heal. Jungkook may resent her but he wasn’t cruel. Watching her hands slightly shake as she picked up a pan further proved his point that humans get nothing in return with this whole mate thing. He would get stronger, his senses sharper and his instincts better while she would just remain…human.

“Why don’t you just dry the dishes and I wash them.” Jungkook sighed, finally making his way next to her.

She didn’t respond, only scooting over to make room for him. There was a strict boundary between the few centimetres separating the two of them. It would only take one of them turning around to cross the border that the both of them had silently set up. Jungkook filled his side of the sink up with warm water and poured as much dish detergent in there to mask her scent as much as possible. It took every inch of strength within his muscles to not brush his fingers against her hand. He felt like one of those weird high school boys who had just hit puberty and wanted nothing more but a hug from any female that would look his way. Jungkook’s body ached for any kind of physical contact with her but he wouldn’t allow it. As the days went by, Jungkook felt more and more drained. It was mentally and physically taxing fighting against his instincts when she was living under the same roof as him. It didn’t help that his heat was nearing either. There were times when he would give in and allow himself some sort of gratification through a quick glimpse of her or lingering in a spot that she had left to allow her scent to embed into his skin. With his heat just a week away, Jungkook’s fill of stares and smells turned into a sick hunger. He would go to bed and imagine the things he would do to her during his heat. He’d wonder what she tasted like and if she’d get sweeter and sweeter the longer he went down on her. He’d try to think of what she would sound like taking his full length and how pretty she’d look dripping his load down her thighs after he was done with her. Jungkook would wake up with a raging boner that wouldn’t go away for hours and then he would get angry. Angry at how his body was reacting to some bullshit fate and angry at her. As his body grew more weak and his mind more chaotic, he almost started to hate her.

She cleared her throat in attempts to get Jungkook’s attention and to break the silence.

“So um, Namjoon told me that you’re the youngest in the pack. What’s that like?” she asked.

Jungkook frowned, almost rolling his eyes at how stupid her question was. This was another reason having a human as a mate was so frustrating. Jungkook and her come from two very different worlds. Her world was simple: wake up, go to work, socialize, sleep and repeat. Whereas Jungkook’s world was full of things that humans had been trying to answer for centuries and never getting close to solving. Majority of them didn’t even know Jungkook’s world existed.

“I don’t understand your question.” Jungkook said, plopping a washed dish on her side of the sink to dry.

Her throat began to dry up and she began to feel embarrassed for even trying to start a conversation with Jungkook. He was such a tough one to crack but she knew by how he treated his pack that he was kind, warm and lively. He even seemed to treat Jennie like a sister. But when Jungkook interacted with her, it was like a whole new person; he was distant and untouchable. Jungkook seemed to avoid her like a plague and she didn’t know why. Living with his pack for a week has peeled back many layers of reality for her. For one, magical creatures from fairy tales exist and yesterday she saw Namjoon chant something at the moon before a glowing circle surrounded their house. Apparently it was a safety barrier Namjoon set up every night but she was too freaked out to ask anymore questions. Knowing the little bit of information she knew now, she knew that the way her body reacted around Jungkook was too intense for it to be one-sided. Biting the insides of her cheeks, she decided to try to converse with Jungkook one more time.

“I guess since wolves have a pack dynamic and every member has a role to play, I wonder what it’s like to be the youngest member of a pack is all.” she tried to smile.

“Are you equating us to wild animals?” Jungkook scoffed.

She dropped everything in her hands to face Jungkook with widened eyes, “What? No! I just thought it was similar. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Jungkook mirrored her actions and turned to her. His body completely towering over hers and his amber eyes burning a hole through her head.

“You’ve only been here for a week. Keep your ignorance to yourself until you leave please.” Jungkook said through gritted teeth.

Her widened eyes from earlier now cold as she leaned closer to his face, the both of them ignoring the surge of electricity traveling through their body from her actions.

“You’re an asshole,” she said, almost hissing, “I’ve done absolutely nothing to warrant the way you’ve been treating me this whole week.”

She stepped away from him, not being able to handle the way his breath felt on her cheek. Her fists were clenched tightly against her body as she felt her anger begin to rise at the werewolf.

“And don’t worry, I’m leaving tonight. Thanks for your hospitality.” she instantly regretted saying what she did. She had no way of going home unless someone offered to drive her or call her an uber. She wouldn’t even know what to input as her location. Magical forest or Werewolf forest perhaps?

“You can’t leave tonight.” Namjoon’s voice spoke.

Both her and Jungkook jumped at the sudden sound of his presence. Namjoon was leaning against the fridge with his arms crossed. His jaw was clenched and his foot was tapping against the floor in an impatient beat. She felt her body relax at the sight of Namjoon. Throughout her time here, Namjoon had made her feel the most seen and safe. He willingly answered any questions she had and always made sure to include her in conversations during lunch or dinner time.

“Thank you for welcoming me into your home but I think I have worn out my stay here. I’m leaving tonight.” she was able to muster one last time before pushing past Namjoon to her bedroom. There was so much she wanted to say to Namjoon and the pack before she left and maybe never see them again. She’d deal with how to contact them in the future to thank them properly for taking care of her but right now, she needed to go.

“We leave you alone with her for 5 minutes and now she’s leaving.” Namjoon sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Jungkook shook his head as he stared at the empty spot she was just standing at. A part of him felt guilty for pushing her so far away but a bigger part of him almost felt relieved that she was leaving. He could finally sleep and breathe. What he did was wrong and maybe when he finally found a new mate, he would find her and apologize for his behavior in the future.

“Her choice. You always tell us to respect other people’s decisions.” Jungkook smiled smugly despite knowing the tightline he was walking with Namjoon.

“Unless it is a decision that is harmful to themselves or others.” Namjoon snapped back. The leader grinded his teeth when Jungkook rolled his eyes.

“She’ll be fine. One of us will drive her home or whatever.” Jungkook sighed, wanting Namjoon’s holier than thou attitude to leave him alone.

Jungkook knew he had fucked up when he saw Namjoon take a deep breath and smile fondly at him. The leader approached him and placed both his hands on Jungkook’s shoulder, shaking his body slightly in almost a playful way.

“You’re right Jungkook! She’ll be okay because of the safety barrier I’ve put up these past nights. What are the barriers for again?” Namjoon asked, keeping a sickly sweet smile on his face.

Jungkook felt his chest tighten up. He had forgotten.

“Rogue wolves…” Jungkook answered in a hush when he remembered.

“Yes, rogue wolves. Their numbers the highest during this quarter of the moon. But she’ll be safe-oh wait! The barrier only stretches so far and she lives in the fucking city.” Namjoon’s face now dark and his grip on Jungkook’s shoulder tightening.

“And what do rogue wolves like the most, Jungkook?” Namjoon asked.

Jungkook refused to answer because he would have to tell the truth about her. Instead, he turned his head to face away from the leader.

“Her body is still weak and if she leaves tonight, she’ll die. Unless you’re willing to stay at her house day and night for a week to protect her from the rogues because what do they like the most Jungkook?” Namjoon asked, his voice harsh.

Jungkook’s eyes lowered to the ground, his shoulders falling alongside his gaze.

“Unclaimed mates.” Jungkook finally answered in a whisper.

“Get up there, apologize and stop her from leaving.” Namjoon pushed Jungkook’s body slightly before releasing his hold.

“She’s leaving? Why?”

Jungkook turned to a new voice entering the kitchen before groaning. By the kitchen’s entryway stood a scared looking Jennie and a jackass looking Taehyung.

“Why is she leaving?” Jennie asked again, worried eyes darting back and forth between Jungkook and Namjoon.

“No she’s…not. I have to um, I have to go talk to her.” Jungkook cleared his throat pushing past all three bodies and resisting the urge to punch the grin off Taehyung’s face.

She ignored the faint knocking on her door and continued to layer up as much as she could. She knew her plan was stupid but it was the only option that would allow her to leave without stirring up any conflict. She would leave while everyone was sleeping, walk through the forest until she reached a highway or a familiar location and call an uber. When she arrived home, she’d text Jennie and apologize for leaving abruptly before turning off her phone and sleeping until the next year.

She breathed a sigh of relief when the knocking finally stopped. “I’m just going to open the door.” Jungkook’s voice said from behind the door.

She froze as she watched the doorknob slowly turned. As the door opened, she braced herself for anymore shit he would spew at her only to reveal a defeated version of the spiteful man from earlier. Her eyes narrowed trying to figure out what he wanted as he closed the door behind him. Feeling embarrassed and ashamed, Jungkook kept his gaze focused on her neck. When he found that doing that made the lewd images in his mind that he usually formed at night to emerge, he decided suck it up and just make eye contact. The moment they locked eyes, he felt an ache in his chest so extreme he almost clutched his heart. Her eyes were flooded with tears and her face flushed indicating that she had been crying. Whether they were tears of anguish or anger, it made him feel physical pain.

"This mate thing is going to fucking kill me soon." Jungkook thought.

He didn't have time to process this new feeling or get angry how much control he was losing over his own body. He needed to convince her to stay for just a little longer. After a minute of silence, Jungkook finally spoke.

"Do you know what a mate is?" he asked, too stubborn to apologize.

She sighed and sat down on the corner of her bed, far away from him. She leaned back against her hands and stared at the ceiling, too exhausted to think.

"Kind of." she simply answered, not wanting to elaborate.

Jungkook looked out her window. The sun was just starting to set and they had a few more hours until Namjoon's safety barrier was needed.

"Let's go for a little walk. We have some things to talk about." Jungkook said.

[Hello! Sorry for the late upload! I hope your new year is starting off great!]

Hero: 13

Author’s Note: if you have waited one year for this chapter; if you have read hero and told me you love it; if you have left me an ask in the last year talking about hero showering; if you have commented simply to say this story is still your favourite: thank you and this one is for you. Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (oc; female) Genre: Vampire!Chanyeol; horror; thriller; drama; suspense Rating (this chapter): R Warnings: graphic depictions of blood; graphic depictions of torture; graphic depictions of violence; gun use; knife use; explicit language Word Count: 11,011 (make a wish)

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