I Started Reading This Series And It Really Broke My Heart. Even Without Knowing All The Context For

I started reading this series and it really broke my heart.  Even without knowing all the context for why their relationship ended the pain it has brought onto the reader and JK have been so vividly described it is amazing.  

                    ❪  💜  MASTERLIST :  ❫  ghost in my bed

Jeon Jungkook was your best friend, your boyfriend, your everything. Once upon a time, you were his, too. But like everything else in life, things change. You just never thought those changes would take your everything away.

alt summary.  Sometimes, hating someone is the only thing you can do.

pairing.  jjk x named f!reader plus a lil bit of jhs x named f!reader.  e2l (exes n enemies!).

genre + rating.  rockstar!au.  a heavy, heavy dose of angst, some fluff (or romance) maybe later on, and eventuaaal smut maybe.  general with explicit chapters (*) marked.

tags / warnings.  past infidelity, (referenced) cheating, jealousy, drinking, driving under the infuence, (referenced) drug use, childhood sweethearts turned sad sacks, actual heartthrob jungkook, (referenced) car accident, jeon jungkook is a lil shit, oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (don’t be silly!), creampie, an inappropriate use of a mirror, etc.  :’)

wc.  16.2k.  ongoing.

author note.  n/a.

moodboard

vogue article

prologue

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

drabble:  mirrors *

I just binged all of the chapters for this series.  It is so good and well developed.  I especially loved the juxtaposition between Ella calling JK harmless and the next line with him holding someone at “knifepoint”?  I could imagine that perhaps a way for Ella to repay her debt would be that as she is studying to become a doctor she would basically be on call for the gang whenever they are injured.  

No Harm List | Pt. 7

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 12,320

Summary: You live in a city where crime runs rampant. One day, you save a young boy’s life, not knowing that he is one of the most powerful crime lord’s heir. And you have just been put on the no harm list. 

Warnings: cussing, mentions of drugs, description of stalking/being fallowed, description of kidnapping/abduction, interrogation, mentions of violence

Genre: Gang/mafia AU, romance, angst, violence, fluff

Rating:  18+

Banner Credit: @mindays​ 

Beta Reader: @punkisnotdead2318 

A/N: I played around a bit more with speaking from diffrent points of view as well as cutting to diffrent POV’s it made it really fun to write and i hope it makes it enjoyabe for you all to read. Like always let me know your thoughts!

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You worked to steady your shallow breathing, straining your ears over the sound of your frantic heartbeat. Your ears were met with nothing but silence, but your instincts kept you frozen in place. 

You felt like prey with a predator lurking nearby, any disruption to the silence would cause them to pounce, and you would meet your end.

It felt like minutes passed before you determined it was safe to move. 

You mustered up the courage to backtrack slowly towards the direction you came, your senses on high alert, looking for any sign of the Hooded Man. 

To your utter confusion, you saw an empty alleyway. 

Did he decide you weren’t worth the effort, or did you make the whole thing up?

Racking your brain, you wondered if it was even the same hooded man following you after you crossed the street.

You were frozen in place for a moment while your mind swarmed with possibilities.

What if V’s warning earlier this afternoon had you so paranoid that you were imagining being followed?

Did you exaggerate the whole interaction in your mind?

Deciding that had to be the most logical explanation, for now, you turned back and continued your way through the network of alleyways behind the businesses of the 7th Ward. Adrenaline was still thick in your blood, and you found yourself flinching at every sound as you made your way to the Diner. 

It started to sprinkle, and a cool raindrop landed on your arm, causing you to almost jump out of your own skin in shock. The off patterned plunk of heavy raindrops hitting dumpsters and fire escapes made you feel like the rain was taunting you. You were starting to feel like the whole world was out to get you.

Once you found your way to a busy enough street, you decided it was best to risk the shower and keep to the main roads as you headed to the University District, where Dax’s Diner sat. 

You kept your pepper spray tight in your grip, your finger resting on the trigger. You couldn’t keep yourself from looking over your shoulder every couple feet or from crossing the road at random spots, unable to shake the feeling that you were being followed. 

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The Challenge

▨ ▨ PART II of The Alpha ▨ ▨

Read PART I here

Pairing: Alpha Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: (for this chapter) Mature (rating will go up)

Warnings: mentions of ritual combat, sexually suggestive language, ABO sexual dynamics, discussion of marking, mating, and claiming

Word Count: 1100

You fell to your knees, uttering the one word that would complete the ritual and seal both your fates.

“Alpha.”

Then all hell broke loose. Noise and movement erupted on every side.

“Oh my goddess, Yoonji is gonna be so pissed she missed this!” Min Yoongi whooped loudly from across the circle.

Your forehead furrowed in confusion as chaos escalated around you. The blindfold was still in place as you were technically not permitted to remove it till the ceremony was officially dismissed.

What is happening? What’s wrong?

Suddenly the chief elder charged into the fray, waving his hands wildly like a spastic pixie.

“My brothers and sisters we must - er - strive to consider this unexpected turn of events as-“

“What have you done?!”

You recognized that voice - your mother - hissing frantically in your ear. She must have breached the circle to get to you.

A hand (probably your mother again) wrapped around your elbow, yanking you roughly to your feet and you yelped in pain-

“STOP!”

The person manhandling you froze immediately. Silence crashed down like a hammer.

“…Take your hands off my mate.”

The words were spoken softly this time, but there was no mistaking the weight of an alpha command. The grip on your arm fell away without hesitation.

Unease began to churn heavily in the pit of your stomach.

You didn’t recognize his voice.

You had no idea who your mate was.

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Peregrination

Peregrination > j.jk

Chapter 1.

A cold breeze blows through the cracked window of your room. The white curtain whipping wildly as you stir in your sleep. It seemed to be an ordinary occurrence this winter, your landlord has told you on quite a few occasions that the building just could not afford the heating bills. You pull the heavy duvet cover higher up your clothed body, only your eyes peaking out of the sheets. Your eyes snap open, heavy and sleep laden. They find your trusty digital clock and with a groan you squeeze your eyes shut. Just an ordinary day for a very ordinary you. Waking up before your alarm seemed to be a skill of yours, add that to your resume. Maybe this was why you were constantly exhausted, besides the constant hours of working. There were twenty four hours in a day and seventeen of them were dedicated to non-stop working just to afford your bills and living. This was no way to live, and yet, you did it. Never truly getting out of the hole that was dug for you from such a young age. 

With a groan you sit up in bed, your hair flopping to one sit as you stretch widely, your bones popping and creaking as you ready yourself for the same tiresome day of work. Today just like all days would be the same, incredibly monotonous and depressing. You stand up, stepping on to the cold floor barefoot before tiptoeing over to your window. With a finite groan, the window closes and you look around your studio apartment. The rising sun starting to illuminate the small space. It was the same for you each day, shower, makeup, small breakfast that you could afford, dress for work and then finally work for most of the day. “So it begins again.” You say to yourself as you grab your phone. 

An apple hangs from your mouth as tie your shoes, you wiggle your toes and frown looking at the seams to the soles of your shoes. They were breaking again, only one pair of shoes lasts three months around here with all the walking you have to do. You wear your shoes to the bone and then struggle to pay for new ones every few months. ‘Just another debt.’ You think before grabbing your grey wool pea coat. “Let’s go.” You begrudgingly grab your keys and your phone before shoving them in your pockets, the last thing you grab is your wallet before shoving it in your coat pocket. Several scenarios run through your mind making you giggle as you imagine being held up by a thief, he demands your wallet and money and all you can do is shrug. Money? Never heard of it. You don’t own any. You lock your door before chuckling at yourself. “I’m such a hoot.” You mumble as you chew your apple descending your staircase. 

The streets are bustling with the morning work crowd, you see the same zombified faces as you walk towards the ever familiar place. The train station up ahead, the large letters signifying its existence scream at you as you watch people descend the stairs in a hurry to make the 6:45 train. You step around a pile of trash in the street before smacking into someone. You mutter a sorry before looking up at the figure. An older Asian man smiles down at you before bowing, he stands up right before holding out a business card. You take in his appearance quickly as he fixes his blue tie. His suit looked expensive, way to expensive for this neighborhood. His glasses get pushed up his face with the middle finger of his hand as he smiles down at you. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance. Come see me.” He says before bowing once more and walking in the opposite direction of the crowd. You stare at the man as he walks away fixing his black suit. He was dressed very stylishly to be walking anywhere on this block. “Hey! Lady! People don’t have all goddamn day y’know. We got things to do!” Someone yells pushing past you into the train station. You hum in agreement before shoving the card into your coat pocket. You couldn’t miss that train. 

You smile mentally as you grab a seat on the train, yeah you might have shoved a teenager out of the way but at least you get to sit on this long ride to work. You pull the business card from your pocket as you stretch out your legs. The card was heavy duty, iridescent purple lines the card as you look at the gold lettering. ‘Magic Shop. Your dream become reality.’ You raise an eyebrow trying not to laugh. What the hell is this? A strip club? You read the address before snorting. Yeah, okay, weird old Asian dude. I’m on my way right now. 

You enter work keeping your head down, people bustle around you as you walk towards the elevator. “Y/N!” You turn your head to the familiar brown haired girl, her outfit impeccable as always as you press the elevator button. Your only saneness in the world, Kim Ha Won. “Ha Won.” You greet her as the elevator doors slide open. She hugs you tightly pushing both of you into the elevator making you chuckle. She pulls away before accessing your outfit. “You look nice!” She feigns looking down at your shoes, you snort before pushing the fifth floor button. “Thanks for trying to bring up my confidence. Feels good.” You joke making her pout. “Why don’t you just take up my offer? I don’t care about the money, just take it. I hate seeing you like this.” Ha Won had a very big heart, which was great and all but you could never take her money, your pride just wouldn’t let you. She was the type that didn’t even need to work, she just did so, so she wouldn’t be ‘bored’, a concept you couldn’t get your head around. You gaze at her and she sticks her hands up defensively. “Look at this.” You say handing her the business card you received on your way to work to distract her. The elevator ascends and she looks down at the card. “Wow, this card is pretty!” She flips it back and forth before looking at you, “You should totally go!” You look at her incredulously before laughing, “I am not going. It’s probably a strip club or something.” She pulls out her phone as the elevator stops and the doors open. “I’m looking it up and we are going after work.” You pull the card out of her hand. “No, no. I didn’t show you to get a dumb idea in your head. It was to be funny. To look at it and say, ‘Ha. Ha. Very strange and funny. What a weird thing to receive so early in the morning.’ Not for you to actually WANT to go here.” You take off your coat and walk towards your desk. She follows behind you. “Nothing shows up on the search engine.” She mutters, her black heels slapping against the wooden floor of the many cubicle office. “Shocking.” You say feigning shock as you approach your small cubicle. The grey padding of the walls greets you as you sit down with a sigh. “Ha Won, go away.” You say shooing her, “My seating changed! I sit here now!” She announces happily before sitting behind you, you smile warmly before mentally smacking your forehead. She won’t relent on this, you should have never said a damn thing. 

“We’re so going.” She cheers behind you as you hang up the phone. You roll your eyes before turning in your chair, your index finger up as you flip your hair over your shoulder. “No. No we are not.” You turn to your computer hearing Ha Won’s complaints as you begin to type out the chapters assigned for you. Yes, that’s right, you write textbooks for grade schools. Could you possibly think of a more boring job? No, maybe a sanitation worker. You work seventeen hours a day writing textbooks for kids that would draw dicks and hearts all over the pages. Minimum wage looks good for those textbooks, no? 

You groan standing up, shutting off your computer. “Ready to go?” You hear Ha Won behind you, “No. I’m going home so I can go to sleep so I could return in the morning and write more about Physics- the Forces and Motion of the world.” Ha Won rolls her eyes before throwing you your coat. “Let’s go Y/N. You’re making me depressed.” You gasp at her feigning shock. “Me? Be depressing? No way.” She shoves your shoulder before grabbing your hand. “Come on!” She squeals pulling you towards the elevator.

The two of you stand outside the Magic Shop, it looked old, really old. With old ancient Chinese lettering and jade ornamentals hanging up. You poke at one of the red paper lanterns hanging from the signage signifying the places existence. This place was two blocks from your house, how have you never noticed this place before. “Lets go in!” The place was dim, almost seeming closed if it wasn’t for the shadows passing by the murky glass windows. “I don’t know Ha Won. I don’t think it’s a good idea.” Ha Won rolls her eyes folding her arms. “Y/N, you stay in the same routine every day, just this once. Have fun, let’s just check it out. You’re allowed to not be miserable for one day.” You sigh loudly as Ha Won walks towards the door. You begrudgingly follow with a groan, the door opens with a flourish as she enters. Little bells dinging as she steps in.

You step inside and your mouth drops slightly looking around, it definitely doesn’t look like this from outside. A young man sits at a desk, his wire framed glasses at the tip of his nose as he doesn’t even pay notice to the two customers in the shop. “Hello?” Ha Won asks as she watches him write in a book. “Hi.” He says not looking up, his black hair falling into his face as his tongue peaks out of his mouth, caressing his bottom lip. You and Ha Won stare at each other in silence before you clear your throat. “I was given this card.” You say pulling the business card, his head snaps upwards to look at you, his fingers busy pushing up his glasses. “Come.” He says holding his hands out greedily. You look at Ha Won and she shoves you forward with a smirk. You hand him the card and stare down at your fraying shoes. “Wow. The highest tier.” He mutters in awe. The wall behind him was full of filing boxes. He stands up, his body tall and lean, you could practically see his muscles through the thin black shirt he was wearing. You look away embarrassed as your attention focuses back on the wall. “Y/L/N.” Your eyes find him look at you. “That you?” He asks pulling at the small drawer. “Y-Yeah. How would you know that?” You ask creeped out. “We know lots of things. Nothing to be scared of.” The guy turns back to you after placing the business card in the drawer. “I’m Seokjin. Pleased to meet you. I will hand you a card, on this card you will write three things you would like most in the world, please.” He hands you a thick rectangular card stock with gold edging. It had your full name on it and you turn back to Ha Won. She ends up sitting on a leather stool in the corner, her face alight with excitement. This was exactly her type of thing. You look back at the Asian guy, he sits back down before pointing to the seat next to Ha Won, “Go on, nothing to be nervous about just three things you would like most in the world.” He smiles before handing you a heavy black fountain pen. He looks back down at his book, you clutch at the stock card before heading back to Ha Won. Seokjin looks at you eagerly before clearing his throat. He takes off his glasses before sitting back in his chair, you plop down next to Ha Won. You hand her the stock card, “This is so cool!” She cheers silently, “You don’t think it’s strange? They know all this information on me.” She shrugs before handing you back the card. “Well, go on! Write the three things. It’s just three things.” You stare down at the card, what were the three things you wanted most? You lean back staring at the ceiling, you wanted to never work again, you wanted to be out of debt. “Be precise.” Seokjin says before running his fingers through his hair. “I don’t know what I want.” You whisper to Ha Won, she snorts before shifting her body in front of you, making your knees touch. “Sure you do. Here, close your eyes.” You do as told before taking a deep breath, “Just answer spit back an answer quickly, okay?” You give a small nod as Ha Won grabs your hands. “What do you want most?” “To be happy.” “And then?” A smile in her voice, you were lonely. “To have a happily ever after.” Yeah, it was corny but it was true. “And last?” Your head swims, “To do something with my life that makes me happiest.” You open your eyes and Ha Won smiles down at you, “That’s kinda like the first one.” She says making you nod. “Well, to be happy at first meaning to be well off, to no longer have any debt from my parents.” She hums understanding, “Write it.” She says picking up the fountain pen from your lap. It lays heavily in your palm as you bend over to lean on the glass table to your side. 

1. To be well off, to no longer have debt or worries with money.

2. To have a happily ever after, finding a soulmate.

3. To do something with my life that makes me happiest.

You look down at the black ink as it dries into the card stock, seeming like it was being carved into stone. You look back up at Seokjin, his hands clasped and perched under his chin as he smiles at you. “You have a good heart, Y/N.” Seokjin says finally standing, and you along with him. You close the small distance between you and hand him the card. He grabs the card and places it within a grey envelope. His back greets you as he searches the wall of small drawers before finding your box again, his mouth quirking up as he opens the drawer. He places the envelope in carefully before closing the drawer. A loud slap resounds through the room and he sighs happily. “Request granted.” He says quietly before turning back to you. “Y/N. It’s been a pleasure, I hope to see you again sometime.” You blink at him as you set the pen on the desk. “Uh…That’s it?” You ask confused, Ha Won stands up before stretching happily. “That’s it, I’m afraid.” Seokjin grabs his glasses and sits back down, his legs land on top of the desk as he leans back in his chair. “Um. Okay.” You whisper as Ha Won approaches the desk. “Can I have a go?” She asks happily, Seokjin sucks his teeth before frowning. “Unfortunately you did not receive an invitation. Only Y/N has. My apologies ma’am.” Ha Won frowns before shrugging. “Cool. Thanks Seokjin.” He nods to you before giving you a smile. “Let’s go.” Ha Won grabs your arm and pulls you out of the store. “That was dumb.” You say as you both walk down the street. “I thought it was pretty cool, at least you know what you want most in life.” “Yeah but knowing and being able to do something about it are two completely different things.” You counter walking in the direction of your apartment. “God, you are so depressing.” Ha Won laughs rolling her eyes. You pull your pea coat closer to you as you hit the corner of the street, the chilly wind suddenly blowing in your face. “I’ll see you tomorrow, I’m meeting Kwon for dinner.” You nod and give her a hug, “Have a good night, be safe.” You call to her as she crosses the street quickly. She gives you a thumbs up as you lose sight of her in the bustle of people. 

You enter your apartment with a sigh before placing your keys in the small shell dish by the door. Back to your mundane life, back to typing up textbooks that kids would never remember, and the same anxiety for debt you would never overcome.

You wake up early and stare at the clock as you bring the comforter up to cover your face. “I have one more sick day, maybe I could be ill today.” You mutter to yourself, you stare at the ceiling recalling yesterdays strange events. Seokjin and the weird Magic Shop flipping through your mind as you hear water rush through the pipes in your walls. Why would you write down what you wanted most in your life if you could hardly ever reach these goals? You could never have enough time for yourself to look for your soulmate. After your parent’s died when you were small it was up to your frail grandmother of 75 to raise you. She was nasty, unnurturing and wanted nothing to do with you. What she ‘forgot’ to mention all those years of raising you, was that your parents had took out many loans to live a lavish lifestyle that was way above their paygrade. So much money in fact, that the internet assumes it’ll take you 70 years to pay it off. Seventy years. That’s your whole lifetime, basically. Working for fifteen dollars a hour would not get you nearly enough as you would stuggle to take care of yourself in between the paychecks. You groan loudly sitting up before shaking your hair with your hands out of frustration. You kick your feet watching the comforter fly off with an angry sigh. Stupid life, some people just shouldn’t have kids. You stand up before huffing out. Fuck the Magic Shop, it was pointless to look towards happy things when you would be miserable your whole life. “I’m gunna go over there and give that Seokjin a piece of my mind.” You decide before standing up, the cold room nipping at your skin as you stretch beginning to wake up.

You stomp towards the Magic Shop as you mumble to yourself. “I’m gunna give him a piece of my mind.” You whisper as you cross the street. The wind bites at your face as you push down the street. You approach the Magic Shop before stopping short. “Wh-” You stare, mouth agape at where the shop should be. A dilapidated building meets your eyes and you cough out a noise of shock. “What the-” You step towards the building, a City Quarantined sign visible on the door. ‘Closed due to Asbestos.’ This building looks like it has been closed for decades. “No.” You say out loud. This is absurd, you were here just yesterday! You take out your phone, your vision blinking rapidly as you look for Ha won’s number in your contacts. 

The phone rings loudly as you stare at the white and grey abandoned building in front of you. The pain peeling off in a disorganized fashion, the windows showing signs of wear and tear as the wood cracks on the sills. Ha Won picks up with a cheery voice, “Morning! You okay?” You clear your throat and look down at the sidewalk, “We went to the Magic Shop yesterday, right?” You ask, knowing the answer, you were here! “Are you sure you’re okay? Of course we did. Did you hit your head.” “Well I came back and it doesn’t exist!” You practically scream into the phone, “Doesn’t exist, wh- Y/N. You are sure you’re on the right block, right?” You roll your eyes at the question before stepping backwards. “Yes, of course I am! It isn’t here, Ha Won. The building says it’s been closed for asbestos.” Ha Won sighs through the phone. “See, so?” “It seems like nothing has been here for years!” Ha Won clears her throat as you hear wind blowing through the phone, “I think you need a nice hot bath and a glass of wine. Why would the shop disappear in the middle of the night? Because of asbestos, it’s a perfectly good reason. Wouldn’t want that handsome guy getting all sick from it.” She says dreamily, “You are seriously no help.” You scoff before biting your lip, peeling some skin. “Just get your ass to work, you can’t be late again.” She says playfully as she thanks someone over the phone. You stay silent staring at the signage. “We’ll talk about it when you get here, just get here.” She says before you hear the elevator button ding through the phone. You drag yourself away from the building, “See you soon.” She says and you hum in agreement before the line cuts dead. It doesn’t make any sense, how the hell could you go to some beautiful shop yesterday and now there was nothing there besides a dilapidated building? There were no Chinese lanterns or anything of the sort. You walk down the street, your head doing countless turns as you look back at the building. You rub your temples as a headache comes on strong. You walk towards the subway, your pea coat flying in the wind as take the Magic Shop card out of your pea coat. “It’s not possible.” You say descending the steps of the subway. 

You stand on the platform as the 6:45 train rolls in, the business card still in both of your hands as watch the train fly by, your pupils moving with it. None of this makes any sense. Did Ha Won not believe you? Why does she shrug everything off so simply? Why do you take everything with such skepticism? The train halts to a stop and you enter the train car door. The train was pack as always, the heat on making you pull at your shirt collar, bodies pressed up against bodies as you clutch at silver pole to steady yourself as the train pulls off again. You close your eyes as you think back to yesterday, it was such a strange event. You felt strange in the shop like maybe things would change for you, but you knew better. Nothing would make your life better, not magic, not anything, You were stuck like this, in this constant state of torment and worry. 

You finally sit down as people rush off the train at the same stop every day. Someone slams their body down next to you with a huff and you look sideways at them before gasping. “Y/N.” Seokjin says with a smile, “Seokjin!” You exclaim, you look him over. He wears a long white tee-shirt, a beige sheeps skin coat hugs his body as he cross his legs, black cut up jeans grace his legs as he sits comfortably next to you. He didn’t have glasses today and he gives you a warm smile. You shake your head looking at him, “I went back, this morning. I went back and it wasn’t there!” He nods before looking at the clock. “Magic.” The train stops short in the tunnel, ‘Sorry folks, there is a train in the station ahead of us, we will be moving momentarily. Thank you for your patience.’ The train conductor announces over the intercom of the train car. “Magic does’t exist!” You whine wanting a real explanation. The train begins to move quickly, “This is my stop.” Seokjin stands up, towering over you. You stare up at him about to get off with him, he notices your jittery movements before putting his hand on your shoulder. “I’ll see you soon. Don’t follow me, you aren’t destined too.” The train doors slam open and he moves through a sea of people off the train as you call out for him. Just like that, he was gone again and you curse loudly. An old lady looks up at you from her book before giving a noise of disappointment. You roll your eyes before picking at your nails as the doors close. Destiny? Magic? What is will all these fantasy words?! 

You stare out the window as the train approaches a tunnel, the train shrouding itself in darkness with small bulbs of light flashing through the window. The train seems to pick up speed as you continue to stare, the small bulbs of light growing bigger and flying by faster as you inch forward in your seat. My God, this train was going fast. The train speeding down the track so fast, all the small bulbs begin to blur into one, taking up the whole window making you squint. You look around at the rest of the people on the train but no one seems to notice how many miles per hour you were travelling. “Oh fuck.” You whine clutching at the silver railing as the train gets wrapped in the bright light. “GOD!” You yell as the train doors fly open, your hair blowing furiously at the wind, the smell of burning metal enters your nostrils as you close your eyes. You were going to die. This was it for you, and maybe, that would best. Take you out of this miserable life. The train comes to a harsh stop throwing you from your seat. You head smacks painfully against the floor and with a groan you lose reality.

You groan loudly, your closed eyelids red showing your veins as you sit under some sort of sunlight. “Y/N?” You hear above you, you groan at the unfamiliar voice. Your closed eyelids going black as the sunlight fades from your face. A large hand shakes your shoulder and your eyes open slightly. You stare up at the guy above you, his head tilts giving you a large smile. His bunny smile makes you raise an eyebrow as his eyes squint in happiness. His long black hair falling in his face as he holds his hand out. he looks at you expectantly as he pushes his hair back. He was gorgeous, with his goofy smile and his brown eyes that bore holes into yours making you feel like you were naked in front of him. He bites his bottom lip trying not to giggle and you notice a small birthmark under his lip. “Are you going to take my hand? Or are you going to just lay there?” You clear your throat before grabbing his hand. He hoists you up effortlessly and you look around. You were in a field, a sunflower field nonetheless. “Uh, wh-” You mutter rubbing at your head. “You’re so clumsy, my gosh.” The stranger says before standing tall next to you. You look up at him as he fixes his black tee-shirt. You look down at the ground before furring your eyebrows. “How did I get here?” You ask aloud as you kick at the large rock next to you. “Well, we drove. If that’s your question. You got a concussion? Should I call my manager?” He asks before stepping away from you, like you had the plague. “I-I’m just confused.” You look up at his brown eyes again and he laughs. “Come on.” He says slinging his arm over your shoulder. “Who are you?” You ask looking at his limp hand dressed over your shoulder, large silver rings dot his fingers as you look back up at him. “Don’t play like that. You’ll make me worried about you.” A man approaches the both of you with a smile. His figure familiar as he closes the distance. “Seokjin!” You cheer recognizing him, he gives you a smile before greeting you with a small wave. “Y/N.” He says before looking at the guy next to you. “She fell trying to come and fix my hair.” The guy beside you clarifies and you fur your eyebrows. “I was?” Your head aches with questions as you stare down at the ground. Seokjin lifts his face with his hand before placing fingers on your temples. Your mind begins to fog, memories you never made enter your mind and they mingle with your real memories. You cringe at the strange feeling, your mind swimming trying to grasp these images. “What are you doing to her?!” The guy next to you says swatting at Seokjin’s arms. “Fixing her.” Your eyes roll back at the new information entering your mind. “You’re both weirdos.” The guy says as he walks away. Seokjin pulls away before smiling down at you. “What was that?” You whine grabbing at your head. “Magic.” You look back up as the guy approaches you with a water bottle. “Here, it’s really hot out here. You must be dehydrated or something.” He gives a nasty look at Seokjin as you receive the water bottle. You stare up at him before what feels like gears grind in your mind. “Jeongguk.” You say pointing at him, his bunny smile returns before letting out a sigh of relief. “I thought you were really sick or something.” He slings his arm back over your shoulder. “Let’s go.” You look at Seokjin as Jeongguk pulls you away. He pulls a card from his back pocket. It was your three things list. As you look at him, the card disappears leaving just sparkling ash behind. “Wish granted.” He says before putting the dust into a purple felt bag. He throws the bag at you with a wink. “Magic.” You whisper as you step into the shade with Jeongguk.

Peregrination > j.jk

Chapter 13.

intoxicate (v) -  (of alcoholic drink or a drug) cause (someone) to lose control of their faculties or behavior.

Jeongguk stands awkwardly, his hands clasped together in front of him as Jimin gets up, eyes narrowed at the both of you. “Did I just witness what I think I just witnessed?” You clear your throat and look at Jimin wearily. “I mean… I just… We..” Jeongguk stutters before looking down at the floor. Jimin goes wide eyed before copying Jeongguk’s stutter. “We.. He… She… I mean… Just… Just what?!” He says loudly, you step forward. “Jimin, it’s just that-.” Jimin yells incoherently before putting his finger to his lips. “Jeongguk, did I just witness what I think I did?” He asks putting his hand up blocking your face from his vision. Jeongguk stands up straighter before picking his head up. “Yeah, Y/N’s my girlfriend.” Jeongguk says before giving you a smile. You look at Jimin as he assesses the information. You both stand with baited breath as Jimin looks at you both with his hand over his mouth. “We went to my parents and we just y'know got together.” You say feeling your ears get hot. “You mean you defiled each other.” Jeongguk side eyes you as Jimin slams himself back down on the couch. “So you’re in a relationship then? None of that friends with benefits stuff?” You shake your head, “Y/N is my girlfriend.” Jimin blinks once before tilting his head. “Cool! So what’s for dinner? I’m starving!” He says standing up and walking past you. You look at Jeongguk as he looks at you wide eyed. “You can’t like… Tell anyone. Or anything.” You tell Jimin confused by his actions as he picks up the bags on the floor. “Marinated crabs? Hell yeah!” Jimin says happily putting the bags in Jeongguk’s kitchen. “Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. Secret relationship until Y/N gets all pregnant because Jeongguk can’t keep his peepee in his pants.” Jimin mutter waving his hand as he digs through the bags. Jeongguk chuckles gently before kissing the top of your head. “I keep telling her to just let me give her a baby.” Jeongguk says walking over and grabbing a water from the fridge. “Ew!” Jimin says putting down the pickled cucumbers. He looks up and shoves Jeongguk with a mouth full of food. “I’m eating! You nasty kid!” Jimin yells through his food. “Don’t talk with your mouth full.” You tease Chim as you sit down on the couch. Jimin swallows his food before running past Jeongguk and jumping on the couch next to you. “Just because your Kook’s girlfriend doesn’t mean you’re going to abandon your best friends, right?” Jimin asks you with a cute pout. You snort before ruffling his hair. “Of course not, I love you guys.” “But, you love me more right?” Jeongguk asks sitting on the other end of the couch. You give him a knowing smile making him chuckle. “Hyung, did you know that Y/N is moving in with me?” You open your mouth to refute Jeongguk’s statement, “That’s awesome! You guys will be able to hang out all the time. What about the house?” Jimin answers excited, you were taken aback by his excitement. Maybe it wasn’t so far fetched then… “She’s going to sell it and save the money for our babys tuition.” “Yah!” You yell at Jeongguk as he chuckles quietly before sipping his water. “What’s wrong with him?” Jimin asks looking at you with a laugh, “I don’t know. He’s ridiculous.” You say making Jimin laugh. “He falls in love and he acts like a moron.” Jimin jokes leaning back into the couch. “I didn’t fall in love.” Jeongguk says loudly making you snicker along with Jimin.

“Ah, are we hiding this from Tae?” Jimin asks as you three munch on fried chicken take out. “He has a big mouth, that hyung.” Jeongguk says looking over at you. You nod understanding what he means. Taehyung can never keep his mouth shut even if he knew what is best for him. “Alright then, but it defeats the purpose of the key tattoo.” Jimin mutters under his breath as he picks up a chicken wing. You make eye contact with Jeongguk and he shakes his head as if to tell you to let it go. “Well I’m happy you finally figured out that you were right for each other. I was getting so tired of how Jeongguk would look so longingly at you and then pussy out before saying anything.” You snort choking on your cola. Jeongguk frowns deeply, “I did NOT!” He whines putting his head back. “Uh, yes. You did. I can attest to it.” “Hyung.” Jeongguk whines loudly, “It was kind of cute in a gross puppy dog kind of way. Kind of like how Y/N complained about being in love with you that one time while she was wasted.” You cough loudly flapping your arms wildly. “I DID NOT!” You scream standing up. Jeongguk puts his tattooed hand in front of his mouth as he chuckles. “Oh really? Tell me about it.” He says leaning in pulling the hood of his black hoodie up. You can’t recall that memory, “I don’t remember that so it didn’t happen.” You say folding your arms as you look down at Jimin. He scoffs before grabbing his beer and leaning back into the couch. “Just because you don’t remember, doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. I remember that night really well.” You roll your eyes as he takes a sip of his beer. “It was two years ago I think, or last year…”

You hop out of the cab with Jimin on your tail as you walk towards your house. Jeongguk was visiting his parents and brother in Busan but you missed him. It always felt like a part of you was missing if you didn’t see him every day. “I’m so tired, why are schedules so constant influxed?” Jimin comments as you unlock your door. You were probably the only person in Korea to still use keys. It made you feel safer. “Well at least we have off for a few days.” You reply taking off your shoes. Jimin does the same before running into the living room and jumping on the couch. “That’s what I mean though, we have off for three days conescutively and then BAM Run BTS, practice for concert, practice for comeback, get our hair re-dyed, do commercials. I’m tired man.” You pout as he sits up carding his fingerd through his blonde hair. “Hwaiting.” You say walking through the living room and dining room before reaching your kitchen. “Red or white wine?” You call to Jimin. “White!” He replies as you grab two large stemmed wine glasses. “Is Taehyung coming over?” You ask pulling out your wine opener and the bottle of white wine. “He’s going out with Yuna after the studio, he’ll be here later.” Jimin calls back, you give a nod to yourself before walking back out juggling everything easily. You sit back on the couch as Jimin leans forward opening the bottle up. “So, you missing Kookie yet?” Jimin asks nonchalantly as he pours you a glass of wine. You scoff loudly before rolling your eyes. “No! Why would you even ask that?” You say loudly, Jimin hands you the glass before smirking. “Okay, don’t have to get so defensive.” You grab the glass before narrowing your eyes at him. “I’m not being defensive.” He hums in agreement before leaning back into your couch. “To friendship that last forever.” Jimin says before smiling at you. “Cheers!” You say before clinking glasses with him and taking a sip. You stare off at the wall of collage pictures before tapping your finger against the cup of your glass. Jimin follows your gaze before smiling. “I like the picture from when we went to Jamaica for your birthday. Although you only have a picture of you and Jeongguk which makes me feel like the lame best friend, third wheel shitter.” Jimin mumbles making you chuckle, “The picture of all eight of us is right there.” You point to a picture of you all on the beach. “We took plenty of selcas that are not on that wall.” Chim deadpans at you. You take a sip of your wine before clicking your teeth. “What are you trying to say, Chimmy?” He sighs loudly before pouting, “That you love Jeongguk more than me and Tae and you want to love him forever and make babies.” You go wide eyed, “Shut up! I do not!” He purses his lips before folding his arms. “Yeah. Uh-huh. Whatever you say.” You scoff before putting your feet up on the table. “Annoying ass.” You mutter to him.

Yoongi and Taehyung finally arrived at your house after their time at the studio. You were drunk, beyond drunk actually. The proper term is black out. Yoongi watches you with his tongue to the roof of his mouth as he laughs at you. “How much have you had to drink?” He asks as you throw yourself onto the couch. “Enough Min Min, enough.” You say putting your finger to your numb lips before giggling, Jimin watches you with humourous delight as he runs his fingers through his hair. “She’s been like this for an hour already.” Jimin tells them, Yoongi lets out a chuckle before sipping on his wine. “Why are you drinking so much anyway?” Taehyung asks lifting your head on to his lap. You stare at the ceiling as the room spins before shutting your eyes. “Because I wanted to, okay?” You snap putting your hand over your eyes. “Ew. Rude. Fine.” Taehyung mumbles folding his arms and pouting. “There has to be some reason behind it.” Jimin mumbles to Yoongi, you look over at him quickly before huffing out loudly. “I’ll tell you but it’s a secret. Like, a secret secret.” You say sitting up and sticking out your pinky as Jimin sways in your view. He grips your pinky before smirking, you being drunk was always so funny to him. He always thought it was adorable. “I promise.” He says leaning in and looking you with a big smile, eyes closed and all teeth. “I miss him.” You whisper, he looks over at Taehyung quickly and Taehyung lets out a silent snort as he covers his mouth. “Who?” Yoongi asks getting nosy as he leans in. “You know who!” You yell throwing your head back as if you were about to have a tantrum. “You have to be specific.” Taehyung says before widening his eyes as you throw yourself back. “You know, that really cute kid we helped raise to be one of the most handsome, down to Earth, kindest boys out there.” Yoongi clears his throat leaning back letting Jimin’s small body block him as he laughs silently shutting his eyes. Everyone could see what effect you have on Jeongguk but no one has ever seen you acting like this before. “He just left me all alone and went all the way home without me. Like I don’t know his parents! Or his brother! You know? I-I-I should have been invited! But. He left and now I’m just sad because I just wanna hug and watch that stupid fucking t.v. show he likes that I’ve seen seven times over.” You ramble, Taehyung takes a big sip of his wine as if motioning he was sipping tea. “Uh-huh.” Jimin goads you on, “Right? And I mean like yeah! You’re so hot! But, also you’re my best friend? Right? Like back off! Don’t fucking look at me like you want to fuck me!” Yoongi chokes on his wine before hurling forward and coughing loudly. Jimin and Taehyung stay silent as they stare at each other with humour alight in their eyes. “So what if I kind of love you but don’t say anything?” Their eyes widen as they look in any other direction from you as you rant waving your hands wildly. “You would think he would be a man and make a move already but that would ruin our friendship and that’s what’s most important or whatever!” You yell smacking yourself in the forehead as you rock front to back. Taehyung opens his mouth to speak as you fall back closing your eyes. “Jeon Jeongguk! I LOVE YOU. OKAY? ARE YOU HAPPY? YOU CAN GO BACK TO BEING MY BEST FRIEND! I’LL NEVER DATE YOU! HAPPY NOW? YOU HANDSOME LITTLE PRICK!” You scream loudly to the silent house. Yoongi scratches at his head with an awkward smile before looking over at you. “Do you mean that? Do you really love our Kookie?” He asks happily, you don’t respond. “Y/N?” Taehyung asks shaking your shoulder, you fall over to your right, mouth open ajar as you sleep. “Well then.” Yoongi says with a laugh as he drinks his wine. “Time to watch the be frustrated over each other until they either die or get together.” Jimin says raising his wine glass with a laugh as the rest of the guys clink their glasses to his.

“THAT DID NOT HAPPEN!” You scream standing up quickly, Jimin gives you a cheshire cat smile raising his eyebrows. You scoff folding your arms. “Aw, you had such a crush on me. Didn’t you baby?” Jeongguk asks cutely throwing his feet up on his coffee table. “NO!” You roar making Jeongguk chuckle, “Who do you think is going to say I love you first, hyung?” Jeongguk asks with a small smile. Jimin looks the both of you over before snorting. “I think it’ll be you, Kook.” Jeongguk smiles before putting his hands behind his head. “Oh don’t worry. I’ll make her say it first.” You narrow your eyes at your hot boyfriend. “We’ll just see about that.” You remark smugly as you sit back down on the couch. This is war.

⊶ glazed & dazed (m) ⊷

Vanilla, that’s what you do best as one of the industry’s most loved stars. Only you want a change. Taking the plunge to taint your pure image, knowing so many fans would love to see it sullied, even if just for one movie. 

There’s only one man for the job in your eyes. One you’ve always admired from afar, and the only one who’s perfect enough to take your innocence in the most fitting way. Seokjin Kim. Even more famous than you; a pro, a veteran, and someone you can’t wait to give your all for. Together you will be unstoppable.

pairing; kim seokjin x reader  genre; pornstar au, pornstar! Seokjin, pornstar! reader, explicit smut, romance, minimal angst, an actual plot! please don’t be fooled by the summary  words; 30,036

⟶ Part of the Lights, Camera, Action collab! 

warnings (!) this fic contains talk of a past manipulative relationship, explicit smut in the form of role played porn, that includes dom themes, submissive (to an extent) reader, use of degrading names/slut shaming, rough sex, light manhandling, minor spanking, oral sex, ass eating, ass fingering, deep throating, face fucking, dick slapping, throat bulge, facial, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, exaggerated dirty talk, feet are involved a little, breath play, external sexual use of a rolling pin, creampie. 

disclaimer; the smut in this fic is for the filming of a porn movie, things are enhanced and exaggerated. While I have tried to portray some real life issues and problems that adult film stars go through, the plot of this fic barely skims the surface. There are also inaccuracies with how realistic the plot is, but this is fiction, written for enjoyment. Please bear all this in mind. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy. 

author’s note; I really can’t believe this is finally DONE! After all these months (years) it’s here 🤧 It feels like a dream. Thank you so much for being patient with me! 

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