Oooft Its Wednesday And Writing Isnt Rly Going Well:/

oooft it’s wednesday and writing isn’t rly going well:/

I’ve rewrote part 4 of wine like twice already and I’m still not feeling it somehow. idk what’s going on with my brain—I’ve been consecutively writing for weeks now and I haven’t hit a dead end since??

hope this will be fixed soon bc I miss writing already and I have so many ideas that I wanna explore and jus:((

someone come boink my head please

we’re getting part 4 on sunday and i’m still being haunted by jk saying “you’re my good little girl aren’t you? smart and educated” LIKE THIS HAS ME ON A CHOKEHOLD LIKE WHHHAATTTTT DID U JUS SAY TO ME????

that was so hot of him wasn't it

goddamn

oc is stronger than me cuz i would've passed out!!!!

they say life's a struggle between resistance and submission I say it's a struggle against loneliness

you guys

part two of wine is making me feel all kinds of things fuck I swear to you I’m feeling drunk && and I had to take a cig break to calm down

y’all-

you ready? 😭

⌞we are bulletproof - the eternal (outro) | rap line

[cr. namuspromised]

vocal line version

SLICE OF KOOK. ★ (1) KEY WORD : SUMMER

— ‧₊˚ —🐬: "c'mon, i'm just admiring you ?? "

summary. a chill beach day with your boyfriend

notes. first chapter of SOK was originally supposed to be them together at gym + them being horny sweaty sweehrts, you get the point 🤷🏻‍♀️ but this was tew cute to not be the first one, i miss summer :/

warnings/includes. non idol! jungkook x non specified! reader, they're so happy it stings, two lovey dovey cutie patooties, kissing

★ — series masterlist !

you watched over your both's hand's interwined, the small tattoos on jungkooks right hand clearly visable, little water drops from the beach water still grazing both of yours skin. you didn't know if it had been a few minutes or a few hours, you both were going in a circle: taking a swim, testing the limits of the pda pollicities (if they exist), lie in the sun as close as possible, giggling like high schoolers whenever you locked eyes.

jungkook hasn't looked this good in a while, no- he always looked good but he seemed even happier and alive now, a wide smile showcasing his gummy teeth grazing his face oh so often, his skin getting a bit darker from the sun reminding of his natural skin, his tattoos reflected in just the right light, emphasizing them nicely. he swiftly interrupted your thoughts, mumbling, "could stay like this forever"

"cornyyy," you acted like you were throwing invisible tomatoes onto him, "you said that like five times already," you smiled largely, looking over to him, his hair getting messed up once more by the wind.

he ignored you with a burning passion, the only thing that hinted at him hearing you was the giant grin on his face, eyes beginning to look over the sea, grip on your hand tightening almost unconsciously, caressing the outside of the palm with his thumb, "y'know i thought this trip might be the end of our rela-"

you interrupted him immediately as you both said in unison, "cause of the passport" though you smiled like it was all a joke you shook your head at the same time, "still can't believe you actually forgot it, you're like a little toddler when it comes to travelling, no plan, no nothin'"

he scoffed mockingly and rolled his eyes, a little familar pout on his face showcasing that he's not that serious about the whole thing yet his next words sounding like he's heading into a debate to plead for his inoccence: "i only forgot the passport, i had everything else ready!"

"right, as if that's not the most importa-" before you could even finish your sentence, he kissed you in order to shut you up (one of his favorite tactics), cupping your face instantly, grip very gentle, "you can't do that, unfai-" you mumbeled the second you both had to breathe when he repeated the action, his hands eagerly pushing you to lie down onto the wooden ground of the longer jetty.

"we're in public jackass," you let out a chuckle, trying your best to get him off your body, voice still sounding a bit breathless.

"we've done far worse- in public might i add" you hear him utter against your mouth, eyes half lidded as you can basically see his thoughts go into a rather explicit direction.

you tried your best at pushing him off your body again while murmuring something about, "that's a really bad excuse" in order of events he rolls over to the parallel side of yours as you both playfighted on the ground, trying to wrestle eachother off the jetty into the water.

jungkook tried his absolute best at keeping you down, he was into boxing afterall but you wormed your way out of it somehow, moving both of y'all closer to the water below.

"c'mon give up," he held you down once again, your head parctically hanging of the edge as you laughed if you were going down he was going down too.

so in one swift motion you gripped onto him, pulling the both of you of the jetty, the pitched automatic screams hearable from the both of you when y'all landed in the water still tightly holding onto eachother like life depended on it.

next challenge was who could hold their breath longer under water as he promised on bam that he could, in his words 'he was a living-breathing mermaid'

when he won (about 2 mins 27secs), you perclaimed that he counted your time wrong and when he protested, trying to make out with you in order to make you forget, you pushed his head under the water as the bubbles from his laughs under the water were visable.

which turned into him pushing you underwater and so back and so forth over & over again till the both of you were sick and tired of the water around you, going back to the beach to sunbathe.

turns out whenever you closed your eyes and opened them, he was watching over you which you'll lose your shit over, his gaze was so focused like he needed to remember every single detail about your face for a life-changing exam - you joked it was creepy, calling him the next 'edward cullen' which he'd shake his head too repeatedly, snickering something under his breath.

"c'mon, i'm just admiring you," he pouted lightly, a content smile grazing his face, "whatever you say, cullen" you responded back lightheartedly.

in the next hour it seemed like he couldn't quite rest himself, shifting your position in a way that would lead to your head laying in his lap comfortably and your face fully protected from the sun by the larger beach-umbrella, running his hands through your hair oh so gently which really did have some kind of sleeping effect.

his hands went on to lightly scratch your scalp and head, a big almost admiring smile on his face like he was truly satisfied that you were trusting enough of him and comfortable in the moment, you ruined whatever wholesome train thought he had going on by mumbling: "i could actually moan," at the feeling of the head massage.

he laughed loudly like you actually managed to catch him off guard, "oh is that so?" a finger going down to your lips and just lightly brushing as if he was trying to get you to bite it as you actually did, largely cringe-laughing at your own actions in the process.

you can see the corner of his mouth twitch up as if he was about to burst out laughing, seeing you actually bite that finger like a small puppy biting a chew toy, "oh my god, you're literally biting my finger"

"well you pushed it into my mouth in the first damn place," you replied still with a huge grin on your face.

"i didn't shove my finger down your mouth, you bit it" his smile was now full blown, "how is my finger not in pieces yet? surprised it's not bleeding yet, you full blown bit-" his tone was mocking, dramatizing.

"stop-" you whined jokingly at his words, pushing him onto the towel, to create distance, the comfortable position now broken away as you both giggled in harmony like maniacs.

"see? nothing you can't fix with a ice cream," he bopped your nose almost mockingly as he hended you out the ice cream he insisted on buying for you (it was evening- quite literally 8pm).

"how about i smear your finger into thi-"

"no need to get graphic, babe"