Pictures I Would Have On My Phone If Jimin Were My Boyfriend

Pictures I would have on my phone if Jimin were my boyfriend 🥰

long hair blonde jungkook is EVERYTHING

it’s just a little bit of his arm and yet…. [cr. dwellingsouls]

Christmas Heat;

—it was jungkooks first Christmas with you! And of course... the unexpected happened. his first rut.

Word count: 2k

Warnings: fluff, ANGST, MATURE. jungoo cries a lot, he loves your neck. posessive koo, jealous koo, needy koo, insecure koo. He still kinda hates eunwoo but it’s okey... grinding, sexual talk, he is very horny. He has matured lol, noona is awkward. Jungoo might eat you... who knows...? Scent kink, good boy kink, noona kink, dry humping, jk humps you lmao, noona is vv awkward, she’s c l u e l e s s. His true yandere side comes out, manipulation, Stockholm Syndrome. RED FLAGS.

Viewer discretion is advised, DO NOT ROMANTACISE THIS BEHAVIOUR.

NOTE: HAHAHHAHAHHA SURPRISE!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS! THIS IS MY PRESENT TO YOU! Well I really wanted to finish this. I really wanted to give you all a present like I promised... I just hope you’ll like it...I’m kinda sick rn so forgive me if it’s shit. I’m still on a writing hiatus but I had to do this because if I didn’t I’d feel like I did you all wrong. Please please share your thoughts on this! And I’m not Christian and I don’t celebrate Christmas so forgive me if I got something wrong....ENJOY!

Masterlist.

Your hybrid was probably the biggest Christmas enthusiast. It was undeniably cute.

Jungkooks excitement for Christmas was cute. After all, it was his first Christmas with you. Or maybe.. his first Christmas celebration over all.

“NOONA!!! The cookies are burning!” His voice brought you back to reality. “Coming sweetheart!” You called out as you picked up the crumbles of last night's snacks from the living room.

“Noona! I’m so happy! I feel like the beating thing in my chest will explode!!!” He cutely giggled, a soft smile played on your lips as you looked at him.

He still couldn’t keep track of some regular vocabulary, but it was okay. Jungkook was a fast learner, always.

“Baby it’s called a heart!”

He looked so ethereal when he smiled, his chubby cheeks made your heart almost burst. “Aww I’m glad!!!” You walked to the kitchen, Jungkook following behind you.

“Can we watch the green man movie?” He questioned. Breathing in your neck, inhaling your scent. “The grinch?!” He nodded.

“Of course baby!”

“But first... LETS DECORATE THE COOKIES?” His giggle was so loud. You giggled along.. feeling so content.

Your heart could really explode from all the bliss you felt.

Why on earth was he so cute?

“Noona! When will Santa come?” Jungkook sighed in your chest, cuddling you. Your hands were in his long curly hair, massaging his scalp. His body felt hot. His temperature was hotter than usual.

Weird. Was he sick? It didn’t really seem like it. His temperature had been like this for the last four days. More hotter than when you saved him. Things were starting to get different with him.

between the period of three months, he had started to change.

His hair had grown at an abnormally fast speed. Not that you were complaining of course.

He just looked mature now.

his transformation over the span of a few months was overwhelming. You felt nervous around him now... his body had gotten buffer, his tail was softer and his ears were more sensitive. His eyes...were intense.

His behaviour only got... worse? It was like he had gotten 10x more needier. You noticed...tried not to. But his behaviour with you kept on intensifing with days passing. He needed you more than usual.

His constant kisses, desperate touches, his need of you. His need of validation, his fear...

His fear of you leaving him.... was only becoming strong.

It was the most dangerous thing.

Because before... jungkook couldn’t really do anything...because he wasn’t familiar with how the human world worked.

He wasn’t familiar with how selfishness was necessary in this world.

...he wasn’t familiar with feelings...

But now. Jungkook was a whole man. The man who was crazy about you. It wasn’t really a surprise..because everyone noticed.

Jungkooks love for you was becoming more passionate and stronger as days passed. It honestly scared you to no end.

Because...you never really knew what your hybrid was truly capable of.

“NOONA! YO-YOU ARE IGNORING ME?!” His voice boomed, breaking in mid sentence... but it never failed to make you flinch. “w-what?”

The sudden change in his demeanour.

“I-I asked you a question... what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about your friend?”

You awkwardly laughed. “H-Hahaha yeah. eunwoo said he’ll visit soon...” you lied. “I don’t like him. Y/N noona.” His reply was curt and flat. “Why are you thinking about him? Think about me.” He sat up and looked straight into your eyes.

Jungkook was becoming a bipolar.

“You’re so beautiful noona.” He breathed. Coming closer, leaning in. His minty chocolate breath hit your nostrils. You stared at him nervously. “Think of me.” His stare was fixed on you.

“Look at me.” You closed your eyes. Maybe this was a dream of yours. Like the one back in September... haha how awkward.

But unfortunately...it wasn’t a dream this time. “Don’t stop touching me. Touch me.” His fingers caressed your cheeks. His thumb lingered on your skin.

His words and next action was shocking.

He took your hand in his and put it right on his chest. “Touch me, like this.” He guided your hand down to his abdomen, stoping his movements at the area of his abs.

What was he doing?! “What are you talking about sweetheart?” You finally looked at him. “What happened to you?” You exclaimed, “are you okay, Jungkook? Your body temperature is hotter than usual?”

“I don’t care. Am I not enough for you? You aren’t taking me seriously anymore noona? What is it with you? Do you not like me anymore? Or are you in love with a man who’s already someone else’s? Do you hate me? Do you want to leave me?”

“That’s what you want?” He pulled you closer to him. His hands snaked around your waist. Trapping you in his embrace. Your hands falling in his shoulders.

The sudden false accusations.

“What the fuck jungkook? Your behaviour is making me upset. Do you realise what you’re accusing me of?!” You felt angry with him. He stared at you, his eyes empty. Your stern but still soft gaze didn’t have an effect on him.

What the fuck.

Jungkook just smirked sarcastically, hey! Who taught him that?

“What? My behaviour is making you upset?! I’ve always been a good boy for you. I’ve always been your good boy? Haven’t I? But you’re not seeing it anymore. You’re breaking my heart noona.” He cried, trying to hug you.

Truly bipolar.

Leaning into the his embrace, you let him hug you. His body was burning.

“What’s making you upset with meI-I love you? I want you all to myself? Is that wrong noona? That I want your all for me?”

“You’re so distant from me.” He tughtened his grip, his tone changing with his each sentence. His accent was thick but clear.

Silence. Jungkook was thinking too much. You were just busy with work. But he wasn’t willing to understand that.

“I-I can’t help but feel like that you’re planning to leave me.” He sobbed. His hot tears fell on your neck. “I-I can’t loose you Noona. I won’t let you leave me. No I won’t.”

“Jungkook.... stop thinking like that. Please? I’m just busy with work... Why would I neglect you? Who tells you all of this stuff? You make this so hard Jungkook. Calm down a little. You are freaking me out. You hugged him.

He was listening to you attentively. You rubbed his back.

“O-Okay! I’ll try but I don’t know what comes over me whenever I see you distracted from me.” Jungkook confessed truthfully.

“Please know that you’re my everything noona.”

You smiled softly. The environment in the room feeling normal once again. He felt like the same Jungkook again.

Why was he so sensitive? More than usual? What was going on? You couldn’t put your finger on it.

It was like he had switched for a minute.

It was scary.

“My pretty noona. Only mine.”

It was truly scary at how selfish he had become.

You still felt unsettled. “Noona! Come on! The movie started!!! Come on!!!” He sat in the couch in his Christmas pj’s the bowl of the fresh popcorn on his lap.

Something just didn’t feel right.

He looked so excited, happy and innocent. Like he used to be. “I’m... busy jungkook, I’ll watch it later.” You replied, trying your hardest to hide the confusion in your tone.

“W-What do yo-you mean noona?!” He called out, the sound of his footsteps reaching your ears. You massaged your temple. “Okay... wait I’ll be there.”

...maybe you were over thinking. Were you? His change in aura scared you. This was the first time.

“YAAAAY! Noona it’s almost midnight! SANTA WILL BE HERE SOON!!!” Jungkook ran to you, embracing you tightly.

“Oh yeah! Your present huh?” You teased. Jungkook didn’t respond. His breathing got fast. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your heart.

Was he dying?

The smell hit your nostrils. His scent was strong. Abnormally strong... “n-noona what is happening to me... my head hurts... there’s an ache in my pants... you smell so good. I-I want to touch you. I really want to. Can I touch you? He leaned in groaned in your neck.

PANIC.

“Your scent is driving me fucking mad.” Jungkook pushed you on top of the bed. Your brain freezed at his words.

From where did he learn to curse?! You were baffled. Was this really your innocent jungkook? His actions suggested otherwise.

You didn’t like this, one bit.

“What are you doing?!” You panicked. He trapped you by climbing on top of you.

“Jungkook sweetheart no.” You smiled. Getting nervous with his each step. “N-No DONT rip your sweater?!” You instructed.

He ignored and ripped it off, more like teared it apart.

Jungkook was starting to piss you off.

A loud whiny cry left his mouth. And then suddenly... you felt his movement. The fast movement of his hips on you.

He just grinded on you while crying out your name.

Your body electrified. “I-It hurts so bad.” He cried as he continued his desperate movements.

What the fuck pt 2.0.

Jungkook humped you. Your eyes widened, he tucked roughly at your shirt. Wanting to tear it off.

“Noona!!! It hurts so b-bad!” His pace was fast. And then it hit you again. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

“You know why, noona. You can feel me, can’t you?” Jungkook grinded his hips against yours and you let out a breath. “Jungkook, you shamless little s-shit.” Scolding him was stupid. But it was worth a try. But then, you felt something brushing against your core.

The hardness in his pants. ...wait.

Oh oh oh!!!? So....this was the problem.

He- He was in heat!

Fuck how could you be so dumb?! You owned a hybrid but it took you hours to figure out that? You were the dumbest human ever.

You bit your lip as he pushed your legs apart. Settling himself between them. “No sweetheart, I understand... I know what’s wrong with you but listen to me...I can help you. Just... get off of me please?”

He didn’t reply... just crying and chanting your name loudly. “Jungkook, you’re my good boy right?”

Wrong move.

He moaned out loud. Groaning. “Jungkook please?” You begged.

“Don’t do this? Listen to your noona? Oh look it’s midnight!!?” Distractingly him. Would it help? You barely managed to look at the clock but thankfully the alarm helped you. The Christmas song played loudly, but still failing to conceal his erotic noises.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS SWEETHEART!” You awkwardly laughed. stuck in the weird position.

“SA-SANTA MUST HAVE BROUGHT YOUR PRESENTS!!!? Don’t you want to see them?!” Jungkook looked up at you. His eyes filled with lust and desire.

“Y-Yes! I want t-to but it hurts!” He cried once again. Nuzzling in your neck, he breathed. His breath tickling you, your eyes softened. Poor bunny was in pain.

You really wanted to help, just not by having sex with him. You could give him supplements? But you weren’t sure... but no sex.

Another feeling of his hump on your core. “J-Jungkook my love. I know. Just let noona go so she can help you ease your pain okay?” You cooed touching his hair. He moaned. His movements were staring to show their effects, on your body.

But you were a sensible person. This was wrong.

This was going to be awkward. You looked at his body.

He had his shirt off. His abs were full on display. His chest was buff. His hands were strong, his biceps holding you tight in place. You closed your eyes.

“O-Okay.” He breathed. He finally managed to get off you as you sighed in relief. Now you could understand Jungkooks weird behaviour.

A goofy smile played on your lips. Now this all made sense. His behaviour made sense now. All of it did.

It was because he was in heat. That’s explained why he was being so overbearing and possessive with you.

Hybrids tended to get very territorial whenever they got their ruts. And Jungkook was no exception. Namjoon informed you, while on walk. He had a female hybrid named soyeon.

He was experienced. It was a good thing that you—

His painful sobs interrupted your thoughts. How long did a rut usually lasted? His instead did it get? Clueless was the only word that could be used to describe you at the moment.

But now was but the time. You needed to fast and careful.

He was in pain.

You quickly picked up your phone. Jungkooks sinful noises continued to torture your brain. He was sobbing, there was only one person who could help you.

You needed to call namjoon.

While, Jungkook let out another uncomfortable groan into his- no, your pillow, having snatched it from your side of the bed in his side. Today wasn’t supposed to be painful like this. It was supposed to be happy day.

Today was his second favorite day after your birthday! It was his favorite festival. It was Christmas. He felt so ashamed.

Jungkook was hard. for him to even think let alone, he whimpered, his copious hormones combined with the terrifying thought of you actually leaving him bringing tears to his eyes. For a moment the despair of that inevitable horror (in his mind) was enough to distract him.

Only for a few moments when the sudden wave of desire passed his burning body. And his eyes rolling back and hips bucking upwards into the air.

Now all he could think about was you touching him, intimately. sinful image of you hovering on top of him, his jumping hot faster and faster, his nose burried in your pillow, it was pumping his desire.

That was burning for you.

“Y/N noona!” The desire was overwhelming him. But Jungkook didn’t want you to hate him. Jungkook should’ve been careful. His mother had told, more like informed, him about their ruts but he didn’t listen.

It was officially his first heat. Now, Jungkook had become an adult. It was time for his coming of age. As much as Jungkook felt bad and guilty.

He was going to make you help him. Only you could help him, no one else could. You were the only one that was allowed to touch him, kiss him, feel him or destroy him. Only he’d let you touch him. He belongs to you, your Jungkook.

Only you. He could please you like no other, Jungkook knew he wasn’t a human but he knew damn well that he was a man.

Your man.

— family tradition.

Summary. he was never who he presented himself to be. he was jeon jungkook. the son of the man who ruined your family. and now, his son would ruin you.

Warnings: ANGST. DARK, yandere, obsessive behaviour, posessiveness, a lot of cursing, crying, handcuffing, suggestive, lots of lying and manipulation, this one’s messed up truly guys, mentions of past bullying, degrading, lots of cursing, jk is actually kinda aroused by the whole situation, oh well. MATURE.

note. oof i was bored so i wrote this. this one is pretty fucked up ngl and just a reminder that I’m in no way referring to jungkooks real parents/father/ Jeons. This is purely fictional. Viewer discretion is advised. This is an au. You can ask questions for it! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND PLS PLS SHARE YOUR FEEDBACK! This isn’t edited yet. I’ll edit later hopefully! ENJOY!

wc; 1.7k

Masterlist:

“Y-Y/N please t-think n-no…p-please.” The urgency combined with panic in his voice was bringing you so much pleasure. A sadistic smile found its way to your chapped lips. “Oh why? Are you going to cry like you always do sweetheart?”

Rolling your eyes at the fresh wave of tears in his deceiving eyes you tsked. “You’re so fucking pathetic. You selfish piece of shit.” Jungkook whimpered. Tears falling like waterfalls.

It used to frustrate you to no end….in the beginning but now… it amused you. That how Jungkook managed to cry every fucking time.

You didn’t even do anything. You were starting to hate him. Your relationship was at a point where it was breaking. And you weren’t surprised, at all. This was bond to happen. It was Jungkook after all.

The obsessive freak.

Jeon Jungkook was the name of your biggest mistake in life. The innocent looking guy with big round brown orbs, possessing a boyish yet strong facial structure, he was so beautiful with his long fluffy dark locks falling on his face, hiding away his true self.

You loathed the day you befriended him. The once nerd who got bullied every single day in your campus. The fake tears. The so called bruises. He was a faker.

Actually, after all your friends were right. You walked yourself in the lions den yourself.

 “You fucking lair. You lied!” The look of horror on his face was confirming your doubts.

He was a fucking manipulative lair.

“You faked it all, didn’t you?!” You started laughing, at yourself. Tears of frustration were threatening to fall. But no.

Not yet. You needed to find out.

Find out why he did all of this.

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A/N: Inspired by It’s Okay Not To Be Okay’s Zombie Kid. Feel free to send me an ask about this story I was working on after I saw the series. Feedbacks are highly appreciated. Also, if you want to be tagged. Please comment on this post don’t send an ask because I can copy your names easier.

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