Hi There~ This Might Be Random But What Are Your Thoughts On Dry Humping Sunwoo? Idk If You've Ever Written

hi there~ this might be random but what are your thoughts on dry humping sunwoo? idk if you've ever written about it but i think the idea is so hot 🥵 he'd totally be a mess and get all handsy (and even whiny) trying to control the situation but losing it in the end...

Oh he'd definitely be the type to go handsy on you

Just imagine sunwoo being the type on a first date who's willing to go all the way but you don't roll like that so instead you guys just intensely makeout on his couch.

He tries his best to control where his hands go but when you're rolling your hips like that, your core deliciously grinding against his painful hard on he does nothing but whine like a virgin

"Baby, please. Take it easy..." But the moment he says that you grind on him faster and he's losing it. He really wants to grab all your sensitive parts but he doesn't wanna fuck it up and break anything he promised you tonight but you decide to get a lil cheeky and just try to tempt him even further by removing your shirt and revealing your lace covered breasts

you push him down, his back lying against the couch while you continue to quicken the pace of your hips rolling, your hands on each side of his head balancing you while your chest is literally all up in his face. He can feel his incoming

"fuck- please let me touch you" he begs.

"cmon sunwoo, you can hold it a little longer cant you?" you tease.

"pleaaaasseeeee" he whines this time, desperate to feel your soft skin in his hands and on his mouth. His mind going dizzy at the thought of littering you with his marks. If this keeps going any longer he might just cum in his pants.

"fine, but no sex got it?" You look down at him with a "stern" look. The moment you give him the green light, he wraps his arms around your torso and flips you both, your body under his now.

He immediately goes straight to kissing the exposed skin on your chest, pulling the cups of your bra down to latch onto your perked nipple, making you gasp and instantly grab his hair, you body slowly giving into his actions. Releasing your nipple with a pop he looks at you with a mischievous grin,

"I'll try my best, but can't make any promises 😏"

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(A/N: hi omg to the anon that sent this over months ago I am SO sorry I never got to answering this. No it didn't get lost I just really wanted to save this and turn it into a full fic but the inspiration was so dead at the time please forgive me 🥺 I still wanna give this idea a longer fic if you're still around huhu hope you still enjoy this very short piece!)

Claimed (m) | JJK

He promised that he is going to fuck you hard so you won't be able to walk after that. You took that lightly but the thing is, Jungkook never breaks his promises.

Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x reader

Genre: Smut, angst, fluff, est.rel

W/c: 6k

Warnings: Porn☠️, "I will burn down this world for you" energy JK, rough s*x, angry s'x, dom!Jungkook, sub!reader, using of rope and tape, punishment, he makes you orgasm while driving☠️, overstimulation, reader is stubborn, chasing, clit biting, licking, spanking like for once, oral (f. receiving), Jungkook has bigd'ck energy and also has it, also he is over possessive and protective towards reader, crying out from pleasure and some creepy old man, UNEDITED.

Listen to heaven by Julia, animals by Maroon 5...

A/n: someone request a similar one to this a long time ago and now it's here. I'm still in semi-hiatus but wanted to post something so here it is!

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“So, want me to show you some good time?” he said quite literally hovering over you as he planted his both arms each side of yours.

You were enjoying your drink in silence a few minutes ago, not literally silence though. You’re at J-hope’s listening party Jack in the box. You knew you were going to be invited to the party even though it was limited to only famous artists in the entertainment industry. Talented singers, rappers and even actors were invited.

You on the other hand, played a very much important role in helping Hoseok making this album. You were one of the composers in the production team. You’ve been working for big-hit entertainment, especially for BTS, so you’ve become quite familiar with their group.

So, now you’re standing here, in a black button-up coat dress paired with black ankle length lace up pump heel, your black hair cascading over your shoulders, cleavage peeking out from the short dress hugging every curve of your body perfectly, giving it a subtle seductive look while leaving plenty of room for their imagination, a silver chain dangling from your neck.

You swirl the glass of wine in your hand, staring out from the huge glass window. The city lights sparking in the darkness of the night, alluring you in it’s hazardous beauty, you keep you eyes fixed on the mesmerizing city in front of you distracting yourself from the loud beating music coming from behind you.

You were simply minding your own business until you felt a hand on your back. You immediately flinch and jumped away from the wandering hand only then you came face to face with the intruder of your peaceful time.

“My apologies, for making you scared, Miss ___,” he raised an eyebrow tauntingly at you, lopsided grin on his face and the only thing you can think of, is how vulgar he is looking.

He is one of the sponsors, a billionaire businesses man in his 40s, old enough for you but the way his eyes scan your body like a hungry creature, made you feel like you’re naked, made you feel sick to your stomach. Fucking gross!

“Oh! Hello, Mr. Sinclair,” you shrug the uneasiness and tried to act normal. He chew on his bottom lip as he said “I must say, you’re looking hot. A girl as beautiful as you standing here alone! Not fair!”

Seriously? He is staring at you like he can devour you with his eyes alone at any time now. You felt filthy under his preying eyes. You want nothing but to run into your boyfriend’s arm and let him hold you. But you can’t do that, not in front of People.

Jungkook loves you, cares for you and he never back down from showing it to you but he is also a celebrity and it is not a very wise decision to show his affection in front of dozen of people let alone announcing his relationship with you, even though he wanted to.

He did suggested that you both should make it official to the whole world and call it out. He wasn’t afraid of showing his love for you to the entire world but you knew it wouldn’t end up well. He is in the peak of his career and announcing he is taken now would people lash out in a very negative way and also when his company isn’t very fond of the idea, you both dropped it. So, now you can’t even go to him for help.

“There’s so much crowd down there so I came here. I’m fine really, don’t worry,” you pull your lips into a straight line, trying to smile but the growing uneasiness evident in your body language.

“Oh honey! I’m sure you’re feeling bored alone here, don’t you? Come on, let me show you some good time,” he leaned towards you and his hand shot up directly on your ass. You got startled by the sudden move from his side. Anger seeping from your eyes as you hardened your gaze, glaring at him hard and just when you were about to yank his hand away from you, Jungkook stepped in and grabbed his hand, pulled him away from you.

He stumbled at the force but Jungkook hold him by his arm, preventing him from landing straight on his ass “can’t you see how uncomfortable she is? And who the fuck gave you permission to touch her?” Jungkook seethes at him as his body consumes with anger, you can see the muscles of his body tensing up beneath his black t-shirt.

That old geezer tried to wiggle out from his grip but miserably failed, Jungkook still hold him with a death grip on his arm. “Oh! Is she your girlfriend? Or a new play toy? Possessive enough, baby boy? How about the media comes to know about this secret affair of yours? Huh?” he tauntingly said that to Jungkook, laughing at his face.

But Jungkook was having none of it, he push him on the floor and he dropped on his ass, groaning like a little child in pain. Jungkook hovered over him, his eyes throwing daggers in his way “And how about your dirty little secrets made it to the headlines of tomorrow’s news? You’d like that huh? Sinclair?”

He eyes goes wide with shock and fear as he shallow the lump in his throat, trying to grasp the fact that Jungkook knew about him. “I’ll fucking destroy you, YOU GET THAT? And that little bitch-,“

He doesn’t take that anymore as he plunge his boot covered feet straight on his face, knocking his air out of his lungs and blood covered his mouth. “I fucking dare you to say that! I fucking dare you to complete that sentence! I FUCKING DARE YOU TO CALL HER THAT AGAIN!,” he screamed at him but before he can land another kick on his weak body, you grab him by his hand and pulled him out of there. You don’t want any scene here so you left. “Jungkook, let’s go,”

You force him to walk behind you through the crowd, people glancing at you with confusion on their face. You spot Hoseok and quickly bid your goodbye as you make it to the car.

Jungkook didn’t resist, let you pull him out of the party as you both settled in his car. You were breathing hard so as Jungkook. You didn’t know what just happened or what was about to happen. You heart was beating so fast that you can feel it in your throat. Then without another word, he started the engine, pulling his car out of the parking lot, heading towards his house.

When the silence became too much, you spoke “Jungkook, what will happen now? I-I mean he is influential, what if he-,“ you whispered those words out of your mouth as your eyes got watery.

“Are you saying that I should sit back and watch him touching what’s mine? Kept my mouth shut as he assault my girlfriend? Let that fucking sick bastard grab your ass!?,”

You teared up this time as you let out a shaky breath, trying to hold back the tears at bay “No, i-I –,” your voice cracked and you cringe at that.

“Spread you legs ____,”

You eyes shot up to his face at his demanding tone. You’re confused to why is he saying that? He can’t be serious!

“____ don’t make me repeat myself. SPREAD.YOUR.FUCKING.LEGS,” he growled as he ordered you. Warmth spread through your cheeks as you shallow the lump in your throat. Then slowly spreading your legs as he demanded from you. Trying to steady your breath as you open your legs as wide as possible.

There are people on the street but you don’t think they’ll be able to see what’s going on inside of the car since it’s moving but that’s the thing. Jungkook is fucking driving and why the fuck he wants you to spread your legs? The thrill of the moment already turning you on and making a pool of arousal coming out of you.

He grabbed your black thong in an instant, pulling on it harshly as it shred to the pieces and making you sit closer to him. You let out a whimper at his harshness.

He didn’t divert his eyes from the road, solely forcing on it but his hand travel towards you pussy as he land a harsh slap on it.

The friction makes you moan out his name and you arch your back, making you dress hike up to your hips. Your glistening pussy is now clearly visible to his eyes.

Without wasting time, he slides his finger over your clit sliding them down then plunging them inside of you “You’re fucking dripping. It turns you on seeing me like that, didn’t it?,” he asked through gritted teeth.

Your mind was spinning so hard that you can’t even focus whatever he was saying. After gathering your arousal, he slide them up to your clit and started massaging it in a circular motion and you arch your back more. The feel of his finger so good on your pussy. You throw your head back, getting lost in the pleasure.

He kept circling it nice and slow, pinching it occasionally making you whimper “Gonna remind you how good my cock makes you feel, baby,” he growl through gritted teeth, lust dripping from them.

You moan out his name when he hit that particular spot and his pace sped up “Fuck, oh God, Yes!,”

He kept abusing your clit, rubbing it vigorously as you bend your legs and bring them up to the seat, spreading your legs wider for him.

“Fuck, ____, I’m going to rip that pussy apart- just you wait,” his jaw clenches so hard that you thought it was going to break then he sped up the speed of the car, overtaking the car in front of you.

You gasped when you saw how fast he was driving, panicking as your breath got hitched, your eyes goes wide but Jungkook’s hand only fasten on your pussy, rubbing it fast and hard.

Adrenaline shot through your veins and you’re gasping for air. The thrill and the fear making everything more intense, knowing that it might lead to a accident but still can’t able to stop him from touching you.

You can let him do anything he wants with you.

The knot in your stomach was ready to explode in any second then he slide his finger down and put them in, you clench around his finger as he pump them in and out.

“Ah- Jungkook!,” your eyes rolls back and you arch your back, your hand goes to your covered tits, kneading it. Your thighs started shaking, every muscle in your body tenses. He glances at your direction for a mili-seconds and nearly loses his control.

Your legs were spread apart, your hand fondling your tits as your hips push into his hand grinding on it. Fuck!

He quickly calm his composure, reminding himself that he is still driving.

His fingers again goes back to your clit, rubbing it in a faster pace and you cry out from the intensity of it, you clench around nothing as you grind on his fingers, riding it. Your orgasm break through your body as you squeeze your eyes shut, your hips automatically goes up. Jungkook kept rubbing you as he curse under his breath.

“Oh, fuck! Ah, Jungkook!,” you moan as you ride his fingers, Your vision got blurred as you try to stable your breath but then a loud horn piercing your ears, you shot your eyes forward at the direction of the noise as you see a car coming at your direction and just as you thought it’s going to crush with your car Jungkook turn the car at the other direction, avoiding the accident. The car goes unbalanced for a second but he managed it soon.

Your eyes were going to came out of your socket, you suck in your breath as you tried to grasp the fact that you were so close to death. Your heart was racing, you were terrified.

Then the car came to a halt means you’ve reached home. You hurriedly loose the seat belt as you ready yourself to jump out of the car. You can sense Jungkook fuming with rage beside you and you’re afraid what’s his next move going to be.

Not only it makes you feel excited, you wanted to see how far you can push him. He likes it when you run away from him and you likes it when he chases after you.

Before you step out the car, you glances over Jungkook and seeing him sucking and licking his finger cleaning your essence from them while looking at you intensely. You gulp at the scenario.

“You can run if you want but, if I catch you I’ll make it sure that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” he warned you with a low voice but you’re already spinning out of the car and running towards his house.

The mansion he has built is huge, you still couldn’t find out the purpose behind it. You run for the front door, leaving it open you fled towards the room you and Jungkook shares which is on the second floor.

This time you locked the door behind you as you stay still in the darkness, doesn’t bother to switch on any of the lights. Your senses heightens with time as you hear some footsteps coming from the outside, heart beating so fast you felt it in your throat.

You quickly dodge the bed, hiding behind it as you wait for further movements. You heard the door lock clicking and you thought how stupid you’re to lock it behind, of course he would know!

But it’s not that bad, you want him to find you. Sometimes stupid decisions leads to blissful results.

The door opened and you heard clicking of the boots on the marble floor. Your heart sunk in your ribcage, swelling with excitement, you know you’re soaking wet.

“____, come out now then maybe I’ll show you some mercy,” he growl, his voice becoming close with every minute. You tried to calm your senses and slow down your breathing but it was no use. You are quite literally panting at this point.

“I can hear your breathing, I know you’re here baby, I know,” a deep chuckle come out from his mouth and you wouldn’t dare to move. You just stilled on your spot, waiting.

Then suddenly a hand pulled you out of your hideaway, tugging your hands as you land on his hard chest, gasping for air. You see him smile wickedly at you before throwing you on the bed, you groan from the force.

He kneels on the bed, hovering over your body as he tore your dress along with your bra, leaving you bare under him. Devouring your body with his hungry eyes he grab both of your arms, then you feel something rough gliding around each of them. Your breath lodges in your throat when you come to the realization of what he was doing. Before you can cry out, he taped your mouth shut.

You come to the realization that your arms are above tied to the headboard with thick rope, completely naked when he is still fully clothed. You can’t move, you struggle against that but it goes into vain.

His thick thighs trapped you into a firm hold, his hooded eyes piercing through your soul.

“What did I told you, baby?,” his asks, his deep voice barely above a whisper, you panicked under his gaze and his threat.

You did remember what he told you.

He plant his hands on your hips and roughly pins then to the bed. Electric shocks travels from his body to yours, the feeling making you tremble beneath his calloused hands.

You squirms under him, tugging at the rope but only succeed in rubbing the raw skin. You don’t want to be tied, you want to touch him.

You scream with frustration, attempting to free yourself. He laughs at your attempts, the rich sound of his amusement burn your skin.

You still, huffing and puffing against the tape, your hair is disarray with several tendrils scattered across your face and constructing his view.

Gently, he brushes the tendrils out of your face, tenderness in his touch.

“Fascinating that you have yet to learn after so many years, I always keep my promises,” then he smiles at you viciously.

You shout under the tape, they’re muffled. Your frustration reach it’s peak when you see he is indeed not going to let you free. A muffled “Fuck, you!,” come out of your mouth.

He grabs your face in his hands roughly, brings his face down into yours. Minty breath and a hint of smoke washes over you.

“keep pissing me off, baby. I do enjoy giving you pain. It’s music to my ear,” you struggle against him, muffled curses spilling from your taped mouth.

And then he chuckles again. “you’ve been a bad girl baby, so I’ve to show you what happens to bad girls,”

Sweat pricks at you hairline and trails down your back. You’re panicking and shaking with fear but the thrill kept you on edge.

Your nipples are tighten into hard peaks. “you’re absolutely mesmerizing, and I’ll be damned if I let any other man have a view of your beauty,”

You are growing frustrated and needy with every second but this asshole doesn’t seem to bother about it.

“Fuck. Off,” you growl again.

“Don’t mind if I do,” he tells you, his voice shadowed with desire and anticipation.

Your fight renews, kicking at him and landing a good kick in his chest. He powers through the kick, pushing back into it and sending painful shockwaves down your legs.

You growl deep in your chest and use both legs putting every bit of force behind them. He snatches both of your feet before you can push him away.

Dammit, you just want to you touch him.

Quickly he works his hands around both ankles, pinning your knees to the bed as he bares your pussy.

You feel rage and helplessness flooding through your body. You scream beneath the tape as his eyes eat up the expenses of your center. It’s not that you don’t trust him, you just don’t want to give in.

The moonlight doesn’t provide enough light for him to see much. He inhales sharply “Fuck, you smell just like always, so fucking sweet.”

He leans and places a gentle kiss on your pelvic bone and you arch your back. Pushing your body into his face further. You’re panting harshly through your nose, imitating a pissed off bull.

You’re the one who instigated him–pushed him when he warned what would happen. Now you’ve to face the consequences.

Another soft kiss, an inch above your clit. You can’t stop the whimper that releases from your mouth, muffled.

He heard it loud and clear which makes him smile against your skin. You shudder beneath his touch, his hot breath fanning against your sensitive area. Your knees jerk inwards, another useless attempt to close your legs.

Then you feel a stubborn tear slips free as his teeth scraps against your mound. You scream from the sensation, hot and bothered. Your pussy is still sensitive from the previous orgasm as you thrash against the feeling only for your body to jerk right back into his mouth.

You gasp, feeling far more than his teeth this time. His tongue slides against your clit, a feral groan releasing from his throat as he tastes you. Uncontrollably, your eyes roll and your head kicks back as the most delicious feeling evolves you.

“Fuck,” he growls against you, the vibration forcing you to suck in a deep breath. “you’re so fucking wet,” he rasps. You squeeze your eyes shut at the feeling of your throbbing pussy from his words and the attention he’s giving you. You can smell your own arousal, feeling the juices sliding down your asscheeks.

You shake from the intensity as he licks the entirety of your slit, his tongue moving leisurely all the way up to bundle of nerves before he sucks your clit between his teeth and clamp down.

You scream from both fright and bliss. His bite is hard enough to send a wave of pain scattering across your clit but not hand enough to truly hurt you. He pulls his head away slowly, your clit dragging between his teeth until it slips free, a burning sensation radiating from the bud. You try to wriggle away, but all it does is cause him to slide his hands behind your knees and forcefully push them back to your ears.

You squeeze your eyes shut again, another traitorous tear slipping free as you thrash against your bonds, desperate to slip free. In this position, you’re far more exposed and vulnerable to him. Whimper coming out of your mouth as you tried to convince him in untie your hands but he was taking none of it.

But just as it always does, the thrill of danger and restriction sends an uncomfortable feeling straight to your core.

He has your body curled so far inward, your ass is no longer on the bed. As if you wasn’t already embarrassed enough, you feel your arousal sliding down your stomach. He growls, noting the desire flooding from your entrance. you can feel his body tightening with need, power rippling through his body. He doesn’t waste any more time bringing his mouth back to your pussy and sucking your clit back into his mouth.

You jerk, the pleasure renewed as he tugs and sucks at your bud. He doesn’t lick you again, refusing to use his tongue against you—only his teeth. Asshole.

Every time you move, he clamps harder. So you force yourself to stiffen, but the pressure doesn’t lessen. If anything, it only heightens until sharp pain is sluicing from your clit. you squeal from the sting, screaming muffled curses at him through the tape. And just when it becomes too much, he lets go. You pant through the relief and the lingering pain, you clit throbbing and sore.

But he doesn’t allow you to suffer for long. His middle finger slides inside of you, curling to hit that sweet spot. Your hips buck against his hand, a different type of pleasure swelling inside of you. A bliss that stings and burns but yet, feels fucking incredible.

“Did that hurt?” he asks softly, tilting his head as he watches his finger slide in and out of you, juices collecting in the palm of his hand.

Yes, you fucking asshole!

Now that one of your legs is free, you’re tempted to drive your foot into his face. But the reminder of that bite keeps your legs still. So you just fume silently, glaring holes into him. The anger feels like it’s burning you from the inside out.

He hums, disappointed by your silence. Leaning down, he captures the abused nub between his teeth, sucking in but keeping his bite minimal. Combined with his finger curling up to hit that spot, you can no longer breathe. Pleasure seizing all of your senses. You know you’re close.

Gently, he scrapes his teeth over the sensitive flesh. Over and over until it drives you mad with both the need for more and the need to kick him.

“Remember this, baby,” he murmurs in between nips. “Remember that the more you show stubbornness, the more it’ll cause you pain.” Another sharp nip. Your hips jerk away, but the action is futile. “How about I slide my tongue inside of this sweet little pussy – or my cock – I bet you’d love that, hmm?”

you know what he is doing, he want you to give in – beg for him but you aren’t going to give it that easily, not yet.

You fight against the part of you that wants to beg for more. A part that has found a voice and is trying to break free. Take over and give in to this man so you both can find relief. you thrash against it, entering a silent battlefield and trying to hold back as much as you can.

But then he withdraws his finger to the very tip, swiping his finger along your entrance, and when he sinks back inside you, he adds two more fingers. your eyes roll as he stretches you, caressing that sweet spot over and over while his teeth bite into your clit anew.

The side of you wins while you watch helplessly as your body renews its struggle. But this time, you’re shamefully grinding yourself against him, no longer restraining yourself. He’s not giving you what you body has begun to crave— to need—in order to assuage the pleasure building deep in your belly. He continues to scour your clit with his teeth. Nipping and biting, but refusing to give you his tongue.

“Asshole! Untie. My. Hands!” you screech against the tape. The answering smile against your pussy is evident that he heard you. Giving into the anger, you kick your leg out with unrestrained force. He dodges the kick by a mere inch. A feral growl tears from his chest, and he pushes your knee back down with bruising force. The sound wasn’t of desire like before—but anger. And you cant deny the fact that how sexy that growl was Or how hard your pussy pulsed in response.

But – you’re not going to confess that.

He tightens his grip to a punishing hold. Tomorrow, you’ll have handprints on the underside of your thighs. “What did you learn, baby?” he taunts, blowing hot breath directly onto your clit. you growl, another frustrated tear leaking down your temple and into your hairline.

“ To not being a stubborn brat, right?” ” he asks, darting out his tongue for a sharp lick. It’s there and gone before you can get any satisfaction from it. You shout at him some more until he finally reaches up and rips the tape from your mouth. You curse against the flaring pain in your face, and then keep cursing now that he can finally fucking hear you.

“You fucking asshole –“ your tangent is cut short due to another painful bite to your clit.

“Try again.” You heave, trying to calm yourself down but failing.

“Probably,” you grind out through gritted teeth. He chuckles, a musical sound so dark. He nips at you again, but this one lighter and more playful.

“Do you understand what’s going to happen from now on when you do?” you clamp your mouth shut, refusing to answer such a stupid question. You understand perfectly what’s going to happen. It’s just a matter of listening.

In response to your nonverbal answer, he withdraws his fingers, leaving you bereft. But before you can complain, he licks you again, this time slower and more languid. He flattens his tongue and licks you from the bottom up, going particularly slow over your pulsating clit. Your eyes close against the sensation, a breath whooshing from your throat. There’s no stopping the shivers that encase your spine. No stopping the bliss radiating from where his tongue laps up your cunt. You arch your back, growling from how easily your body turns to jello beneath his unfairly skilled tongue.

But just as you start to grind against his mouth, shamefully and unabashedly, he stops. “Do. you. Understand?” he asks again, his tone lilted with superiority.

A frustrated sob works its way up your throat, but you swallow it back down. It takes several swallows before you feel confident to speak levelly, though the words taste like battery acid on your tongue. “Loud and clear, baby boy.”

A dark chuckle skitters across your core, and you’re ashamed of how your body responds. your ass curves towards his mouth without permission, seeking what it needs. His tongue dives into your pussy, licking inside of you with ravenous strokes.

A cry leaves my lips, breathless and embarrassingly loud.

The pressure builds as he finally does what you’ve been silently begging for. His tongue swirls up to your clit with the perfect amount of pressure, paying special attention to the abused bud before dipping lower again and spearing the muscle inside of your pussy. Cries of pleasure echo throughout the room, and now you regret the tape ever leaving your mouth. Because you don’t want him to hear what he’s doing to you, but you can’t seem to contain yourself either.

You suck in a sharp breath, a strangled cry escaping as your body falls over the edge. He plunges two fingers inside you just as you do, and the bliss is catastrophic. you no longer care to hold back the sharp screams, nor do you stop your thighs from clamping his head firmly between them.

He can die by drowning in your pussy.

“Beg for it.” He says from between your thighs, sending vibration through out your core. This time you didn’t hesitate, you beg for it.

“Please, Jungkook, let me come,” he growl at your desperation.

Moans wrack from your throat, and you feel his answering groan. His hands clutch your thighs, prying them apart just enough to continue to lap at your throbbing cunt, riding out the orgasm for longer than your body can handle.

He rips his mouth away and crawls up your body while continuing to fuck you with his fingers. You’re still delirious, your mouth still parted as you continue to moan. So, when he pinches your cheeks, holding your mouth open, you hardly care. His fingers feel too good.

His mouth skates over your lips once before you watch a trail of saliva drip from his mouth into yours “Swallow your juices,” he rasps. And you do. your throat works as the unique taste blooms across your tongue. He growls deep in his chest before he crushes his lips to yours.

His tongue dives into your mouth, swirling with your own. Both of your tongue crashes with each other, then dragging your bottom lip with his teeth, you can feel the cold metal on his lips, that fucking piercing of his. You trap it in between your teeth and pull into it, dragging it further and slowly letting it go.

Time ceases to exist as he kisses you until your lips are bruised, At one point, he withdrew his fingers and cupped your face with his hands almost sweetly. A stark contrast to how he was abusing your clit just a second ago.

Your whole body is shacking from the aftershocks of your orgasm, you saw him untying your hand and as soon as he did, your upper body go limp as you fall back on the bed. You let your eye close to give yourself some time and catch your breath which you desperately needs, but before you can have it, you’re already on your stomach. You realize Jungkook flips you as he holds your hands above your head this time with his own hands.

Then he is yanking your head back, Tears prick your eyes from the force of him holding your hair. Burning, just like the inferno of ire and lust in his eyes.

“You sound so sweet when you beg for me,”

“Fuck off,” you don’t know why you’re being so much rebellious but if this is how it turns out to be, you don’t mind. A harsh slap lands on your asscheeck, leaving a burning sensation behind.

“Keep up the bad girl act and I’ll fuck so hard you’ll feel me between your legs for the rest of your life, if not you already do.” He hisses in your ears, then biting on it.

His hand slides up to your neck, tightening his hold around it as your vision get blur from the lack of oxygen. He slams his cock inside you, knocking your breath out. You don't even know when he got rid of his pants or boxers. The force makes you jerk forward as his balls slapping against the sensitive nub. You choke on your words, this angle allowing him in far deeper. you arch your back and dig your nails into the mattress, clawing at the bedsheet as he relentlessly pounds into you.

He grabs your hair and snaps your head back to the side roughly as his lips comes to your mouth dangerously close, his lips brushing against yours “You want to come all over my cock, baby?”

You nod your head frantically. He smiles in response. “Have you been my good little girl?” Another wobbly nod. “Then fucking say it, ____.”

You clench around him when you hear your full name spoken in his gravelly tenor. “I’m your good little girl,” you breathe, too far gone to feel anything but blinding lust. He molds his front to your back, spearing through your tightening pussy. The hand on your neck squeezes it tightly while his other palm splays across your flat stomach, reaching your throbbing clit.

You cry out from the intensity as his image blurs and your eyes rolls and the tsunami wave finally crashes through you. You scream so loud, moaning as Jungkook's name spills from your lips on a neurotic chant as your entire world combusts into tiny pieces.

“Tell me baby, who this pussy belongs to?” he asks while keep slamming into you, help you riding out your orgasm.

“You – oh fuck!” your head spins around as tears slipping from your eyes uncontrollably.

“Fuck! That’s it, baby. Your pussy is so fucking tight,” Jungkook grinds out. He ends his sentence on a roar, his hips shuddering as he slams into you one last time, filling you with his seed until you can no longer fit anymore inside of you.

you feel your combined juices pour down your thighs, as you’re left panting and breathless under him. your body convulses from the aftershocks, even after you come down from the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had.

Jungkook flips on the other side and you crashed on the bed, no longer able to hold your body. He then slips his hands around your waist, pull you on his chest and held you tight. You felt the warmth radiating from his body.

After some minute of silence, you speak “I didn’t mean that, I-I was just worried when he said that. I-I –“ your voice is raspy from all the screaming.

“Baby, I’ll always protect you, will always be there for you even if the world goes against you. If it’s you vs. the world, I’ll choose you and if it’s us vs. the world, I’ll gladly watch the world burn down to the ashes as long as you’re with me.” A new pair of tears come back to your eyes as you feel your eyes burn.

“I’ll chase you even in your after life, in heaven or hell, I’ll go wherever you’ll be.” If you wasn’t exhausted and fucking emotional. You sure would cringe from those words but now, it makes you feel happy, makes you feel …. Whole.

You plant a kiss on the side of your forehead as he scramble through the sheet and stand on the floor.

“Come on, Let’s take a shower,” as he walks towards the bathroom, his ass perfectly visible for your eyes to droll over them but you’re sick tired to do so.

But when you tried to do the same, you felt a sharp pain eating every part of your body – especially your legs – they felt like jelly. You land on your ass on the bed, hisses from the pain as a whimper tear through your mouth and Jungkook laughs at that.

Asshole!

“I told you baby, I keep my promises.” You glare at him hard as he ignore your murderous stare, lifts you up as he walk towards the bathroom.

“Jungkook?”

“Yes, baby?” he looks at you with all the love in the world and you melt under his gaze.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

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chanel \ myg

tldr. yoongi embraces the life you’ve created together while feeling fond about the days that led up to it all.

prompt. [ nostalgia ]

pairing. yoongi x f.reader.

genre. non-idol au. fluff. established rel. slice of life.

word count. 1.2k

note. another day, another night i barely made it with my drabble because i forgot about it and did everything except it. m’so shook i managed to do it bc i almost said fuck it. 🤪

Min Yoongi knows one thing for certain: he loves you. The years have caved in on each other, and somehow all become one giant amalgamation of time, the memories he holds with you intricately woven between. He often finds himself in a daze, tangled in the warm, little web, observing all the moments that led up to where the two of you were now. He’s grateful for the safety and security he always feels being by your side. Yoongi has always been the softer type. He’s incredibly reserved and equally sensitive. In the past, he usually kept to himself, but you coaxed him out of the little chasm he hid in. You were, in truth, his safe haven. The mere thought of a distressing event is enough to cause him anxiety, but a memory of you is always enough to calm him down. A kiss, a hug, or a simple touch from you always manages to bring him back to a peaceful state of mind. He loves everything about you, everything about the relationship you both have. The way you sleep with your head on his shoulder, laugh at his jokes and hold his hand when he feels scared, these are all moments he cherishes deeply. His love for you is immeasurable, and he makes sure to show it to you every day.

He’s not the type to always surprise you with flowers, but when you come home from a long day, he has your favorite scented candle lit so you can come inside humming about the loveliness of ivy and rose. He pours you a glass of your favorite wine and has it waiting. He’s always willing to massage your feet. He always picks up the groceries early Saturday morning before you wake so you don’t have to worry about waking up at a specific time on the weekends. You never have to worry about what the two of you might be running out of. You know you can rely on him to take care of it. It sounds like something so small but as a woman who’s already prone to anxiety and bouts of overthinking, he knows it helps you a great deal. To him, that’s love. The purest, most basic form of it. He shows his love by taking mental loads off of you. He tries to think ahead of you and eliminate your concerns so you can rest. Yoongi loves it when you rest easy. He prefers it, too. He perpetuates actions and habits that lengthen the span of your relaxation. He even watches your god-awful dramas with you just to have you right next to him.

[ He also loves being close to your instances of showing your elation. He wants to be nearby when you giggle. He wants to be the first one to catch your smile. He wants your laugh to come so abruptly and loudly that he can’t help but follow suit. ] 

On the rooftop of your apartment building, you both watch intently as the sun sets over the city; the sky turns into a beautiful explosion, a mural of plum, vermilion, peach, and misty rose. Awe-struck, you whisper, "Isn't it beautiful?" It makes him remember your first date, the night he watched the fireworks with you.  You had the same glossy gaze and astonished eyes. He can’t believe that was now a handful of years ago. Time moves much faster than what he can reasonably make sense of. He never feels the years go by. He just so happens to be standing somewhere, someday, and is suddenly overcome with a rush of remembrance, a flurry of memories all rushing back to him with an ache to return to them, even if for only a moment. Lately, he feels nostalgia, but it isn’t always for the past or any moment he recalls or clings to. It’s an abstract kind of nostalgia. Yoongi replies, his arms wrapping around your waist, “Absolutely gorgeous,” As the sun dips below the horizon, Yoongi feels the familiar sensation wash over him again. He remembers the first time he met you and the instant connection he felt between the two of you. It makes him smile. "Do you remember the first time we met?" he asks, a twinge of amusement pouring into his tone. “At that café?”

You snort with a nod. “Of course I do; you spilled iced coffee all over me. How could I forget how you ruined my Chanel?” Yoongi chuckles, remembering the embarrassing moment. "Yes, that wasn't my finest moment," he says. "But hey, I replaced it, and it gave me an excuse to see you again. Hence, why we’re here now. You’re welcome.” “You’re truly awful.” You whine. “But…I am thankful we bumped into each other that day. And I’m glad you ruined my Chanel.”

Yoongi lets off a full laugh. “You were significantly happier when I replaced it. Didn’t you shed actual tears?” “So what?!” You retort. “Chanel is expensive and exclusive. What if you were never able to find that specific purse again? I would have been eternally devastated. Honestly, I don’t think I could have continued dating you at all.” This makes him pout, burying his face into your neck, nose rubbing against your skin. He hates it when you even make allusions to a life where he’s not yours, and you’re not his. He takes in the scent of peony and tonka bean. “Don’t say that ever again.” He murmurs. “So mean.” “Fine, fine.” You lean your head back to rest against his shoulder and watch as the sky darkens and the city lights flicker to life below. Yoongi feels a sudden longing for simpler times, the days before the demands of your careers took over. He recalls a tiny flat that was hardly big enough to stretch his limbs. He recalls the sun spilling into a single, thin window and the light sculpting around the curve of your body. He remembers convenience store lights buzzing, ramyeon, and late-night walks to stargaze. There was a time when you both slept on a thin mattress on the floor, fingers playing with the other’s and talking about the life you were trying to build together, the goals you were trying to reach. He sees glimpses of your exhausted bodies dragging in from your second jobs, day in and day out. He hears those moments when you both laugh hysterically out of sheer delirium from sleep deprivation. He still feels the stickiness of your skin in July when your bodies were tangled despite the heat, stress threatening to suffocate you both, and a notice on the door counting the days until you were without shelter. You both faced every hardship together. You both held every bit of hope together. You both sacrificed it all to keep it standing, to make sure the home you were building out of each other had an unyielding foundation. In truth, he can’t imagine anything else but this. He can’t imagine a single outcome that doesn’t lead right here to this rooftop, with the evening fading and the night being welcomed by the late city bustle. Yoongi's heart swells with love for you, and he leans in for a tender kiss. As your lips meet, he feels a renewed sense of gratitude for the present moment and the love that you both share, that you both have tirelessly cultivated together. At this moment, nothing else matters. You’re both happily in love, happily lost in each other's embrace, and cherishing the memories of the past while still carrying that old hope for your future.

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"Yes, when Taehyung decided to love you, he treated it with such finality; yes, loving you was the hill he would delightedly lay down and die on." My heart 🥺🥺

"You’ve accepted that he’s unlikely to let you go now that he’s caught you in his orbit, much like a black hole, stretching your adoration as far as it will go before swallowing it whole." This made me feel so so warm author 💖 this is what we deserve

canis minor \ kth

tldr. when you come back from your trip to iceland, taehyung wants to add a new member to your family.

prompt. [ animal shelter ]

pairing. taehyung x f.reader.

genre. non-idol, marriage au. established relationship. domestic fluff.

warnings. 18+ after midnight!verse. husband, mathematician!taehyung x wife, astronomer!oc.

word count. 2.2k.

note.  by golly i am almost to the end of my drabble challenge. i rejoice for i will never do such a challenge ever again.

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taehyung:

[ 05:43a ] i’m so excited to have my supernova girl back. i missed you terribly.

taehyung:

[ 05:45a ] in approximately 3 hours and 23 minutes, i’ll have you back where you belong. with your perfect husband whom you promised you would never leave alone this long again.

taehyung:

[ 05:49a ] i just wanted to remind you of our agreement. since we both know how you feel about keeping up your end of previous arrangements.

taehyung:

[ 05:50a ] and yes, i am absolutely referring to your CONTINUED inability to be home by our mutual curfew.

taehyung:

[ 06:27a ] all joking aside, you being gone for two weeks destroyed me emotionally. the silence. it was so quiet without you. i hated it.

taehyung:

[ 06:29a ] with that being said, i think we should adopt a dog. you know? a canis minor, if you will.

The series of text messages flood your phone as soon as you land and abandon airplane mode. At first, you find yourself simpering, feeling unquestionably adored by how excited he seems to have you back home. It makes your heart explode with warmth for him. Nothing about his feelings for you have ever changed, just as he vowed they wouldn’t. Taehyung has always been a meticulous man; he’s thorough and consistent in everything he approaches, including his endeavor to love you. He’s a man whose convictions and principles are unyielding, never succumbing to any force or influence outside of his own observation and the results they produce. When he deemed you the most suitable choice to channel the sheer depth of his reverence and ardor, you knew his selection of you was resolute; any shift in his decision or alteration in his commitment was highly improbable. Yes, when Taehyung decided to love you, he treated it with such finality; yes, loving you was the hill he would delightedly lay down and die on. So, the intensity of his yearning in your absence was not in the least bit surprising, but the conclusion he believes will remedy said intensity causes your brows to bunch together in confusion. 

A dog? And specifically, a little dog?

You find yourself chuckling at the thought. Taehyung already is consistently dancing on the cusps of a conniption with you and the trail of absentminded messes you leave in your wake wherever you go. What exactly did he plan to do with a dog running around your home, untrained and excitable? You didn’t mind the general idea, of course. You always wanted to have a pet for you both. In fact, your desire to have an animal is the exact reason you know his aversion to being responsible for one. He’s previously used them to counter your own proposal. You decide not to respond to his series of loving messages or his interesting proposition. Instead, you stand from your seat as soon as the plane comes to a halt. You’re already out in the aisle, your luggage from the overhead pulled down and by your side. The conversation about the dog could come shortly, once you were together again but after you were done getting lost in his closeness, once you were safely engulfed in his arms but after he had consumed all of you, once you had kissed him so much his ever-pouty lips swell but after leaving little trails of love on his neck in the shape of your favorite constellation. There were far too many things to do and all of them would resolve the ache of his loneliness and desire for you. In all honesty, you think that he was speaking from the heat of the moment. When you both talk about it and you dissect the proposition with him, going through the myriad of reasons he’s not likely to actually want the responsibility of caring for a dog, you’re certain he’ll come to his senses.

As you traipse through the busy airport, your gaze fixates on your final destination—the exit where you know Taehyung stands on the other side waiting anxiously for you. The ache of separation dissolved into an exhilarating anticipation that fueled your every step. The airport buzzes with a series of sounds, a cacophony you meander through with ease as your own excitement drowns out the amalgamation of noise. The last portions of your trip slugged by, those last two days agonizingly slow, feeling closer to ions than days. Suddenly, observing one of the most fascinating marvels visible to the human eye didn’t feel as incredible as the warmth of your husband’s arms and the tickle of his breath on your neck. Knowing you were back home now, back within reasonable proximity to your decided other half, your elation feels unbridled, a little bounce in your steps as your wander through the busy space. Once you pass through the exit, you immediately observe your surroundings to figure out which terminal you waited outside of, but before you can send him a message to let him know, you feel yourself being pulled into the tightest embrace you’ve had since the day you departed. You didn’t have a chance to see him, to greet him, or even properly hug him. The only reason you know it’s Taehyung is because he envelops you into a cacoon of amber and spice, the most familiar scent you know, a signature of notes you can pull back every layer to and label with ease. Of course, it’s him. You’re lovingly accustomed to the fragrance of home. “Angel,” you hear him whimper. “I missed you so fucking much, oh my god.” There’s a general desperation in his voice that makes your heart ache. Taehyung doesn’t do well when the two of you have to be apart, this much you knew, but you can hear the agony in his emphasis. You can feel the severity of his yearning in the tightness of his grip. Your giggle is muffled by him pressing your head into his chest. “Hello to you, too.” Slowly, your arms slink around his torso and settle in. You’ve accepted that he’s unlikely to let you go now that he’s caught you in his orbit, much like a black hole, stretching your adoration as far as it will go before swallowing it whole. The two of you might be here for a while. At least, that’s what you think right up until you hear a series of loud, high-pitched barks coming from directly next to you; the abruptness coupled with the excessive volume causes you to jolt.

Taehyung groans, releasing you from his hold then. “This is not a good first impression.” The first thing you take in is your husband’s appearance, obviously. He’s more than a handsome man. Every aspect of him is perfect; from his honeyed eyes and tinted, fluffy hair to his full cheeks and playful smile, from his broad shoulders and toned physique that he kept clothed in fashionable fabrics to the enriched baritone of his voice when he spoke, Taehyung was everything a woman could possibly want in a partner as far as visuals are concerned. And he was yours. The next thing you notice is the leash he grips in one hand that leads down to an incredibly tiny ball of black and brown fluff that pants at his feet. 

“That’s a dog…” you notate obviously with a lilt of confusion in your voice. As Taehyung squats down to collect the small animal in his arms, your mouth falls open and your brows bundle together in a combination of bewilderment and stupefaction. You aren’t angry, just genuinely and undoubtedly confused. “Taehyung,” you call softly, your gaze fixated on the small, breathy creature he carries. “Baby, whose dog is that?” You raise your eyes to meet his; your head tilts to the side from the weight of your perplexity, perhaps. He chuckles nervously then, an innocent but fearful smile tugging at his lips as he looks back at you. Taehyung clears his throat and adjusts the dog in his arms, presenting him to you more clearly. “Well, angel, this Yeontan. He’s our, uh, son.” A long moment of silence follows his admission. You stand there, stunned, your eyes flickering from the puppy in his arms and back up to your husband’s worried expression that was analyzing your reaction as you formed it. After a moment, a small laugh comes out. It’s followed by a lighter but more sustained giggle that slowly becomes a soft chorus of amusement in response to his absurdity. “You got a dog? You were serious about that?” You cover your mouth to decrease the volume of your giggles. “When did you even get him?” “Well…I already had him when I said that, but I didn’t know how to tell you so I tried to segue into it through a gentle suggestion.” Taehyung admits sheepishly. “They said he needed a home or the animal shelter might not be able to continue caring for him…” That causes your laughter and your smile to fade as you look at Yeontan. He was in desperate need of a home. Taehyung’s decision was impulsive, which is most assuredly unlike him, but it was a warm-natured decision with innocent, loving intent. You could never fault him for saving a creature’s life. It only made you love him more. 

The man whose compassion and empathy outweigh any of his discomforts. The man whose heart is the volume of Saturn with the circumference of all its rings.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you clearly…or consult with you before I just decided to get him.” It’s a quiet apology. At the foundation, you know that he means he’s sorry this is something he would have done no matter the circumstances. He’s sorry he simply didn’t have enough time to be as punctilious about the matter as he typically would be. But how could you ever be angry that his humanity superseded his heedfulness? You smile and stand on the tips of your toes to collect a kiss from him, which he grants without hesitation and with much relief. You scratch Yeontan’s head adoringly, embracing the idea of having a new member of the family. This may be the closest the two of you will get to children, much to both of your satisfaction. Neither of you mind the idea of becoming parents, and you operated under an understanding that if it happened, okay, but it wasn’t a goal in your individual lives or your marriage. “You did the right thing.” You tell him proudly. “My only regret is not bringing my precious son back something from Iceland. And why couldn’t we give him a better name?” To this, Taehyung snorts. “Like what? Rocket?” “Rocket’s a cute name!” You huff at his sardonic tone. “You gave him a person name, not a puppy name.” Taehyung looks down at Yeontan and leans down to pepper him with kisses, a sight you never thought you would see. “I gave him a gentleman’s name, something that suits him.” “Oh, is that so?” You ask rhetorically with a roll of your eyes. He hums affirmatively. “Absolutely, so. I’m glad I did, too. I knew you would try to name him after something space-related. I couldn’t let you name our son something ridiculous like Cosmo or Ion.” You say nothing because you absolutely would have given him a name within the general realm. “I can think of an actual person’s name!” You protest. Taehyung laughs. “It can’t be space-related people. So, no Carl Sagan, no Neil deGrasse Tyson. No Isaac Newton, no Kepler, no Hubble, no Einstein, no Copernicus or Galileo. Not a single astronaut.” All of his stipulations make you pout. The first name you thought of was Galileo. “I’m going back to Iceland.” You grumble. Taehyung’s eyebrow raises daringly. “I’d like to see you try.” You whine and stomp your foot lightly. “At least let me give him a middle name!” Taehyung sighs and unhooks the leash from Yeontan’s harness. He gently places the small dog in your arms with a shake of his head. “He doesn’t need a middle name but he does need his mother to hold him so I can take your suitcase and still hold your hand.” You glare watching him grab your things and then hold his hand out to you expectantly. And because no matter how unfair he’s being about Yeontan’s name, you missed him so much you were ready to simply disintegrate into nothing if you had to go one more day without him next to you. So, you carry your newfound son securely in one arm and tangle your free hand into his, being tugged closer to him as soon as he had a firm grip on you. “I love you so much, angel, but god, you’re such a brat.” 

You start to pout grumpily, but then his warm palm cups the side of your face and he leans forward to press his lips to yours. You would think, in public, in the middle of a terminal with a plethora of people passing through, that Taehyung would want only a simple kiss. But no, this one lingers. This kiss sets a pace for both your lips and tempts yours to move against his. You don’t know how long you stood there with your lips fumbling over the other’s, but upon registering the soft, shaky sound he sighs into your mouth, you both pull apart.

He licks his lips, staring at you with needy eyes. “I missed you.” “I know. I missed you, too. We should go home, though, because I really missed my telescopes.” You say it teasingly but Taehyung doesn’t look as amused in the slightest.

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And so you will 🤗💜

SAFE

pairing; lee know x reader

warnings; fluff, cute bf minho, teasing, jokes, reader feeling tired and drained, use of jagi, going in nature, flowers, words of affirmations, kissing, very cute minho!!

word count; 1-2k

summary; you haven't been feeling the best these days, feeling drained as each day comes. but your cute boyfriend minho has something planned for you, hoping it'll help bring some ease.

a/n: something for myself and i hope for those who also have been feeling this way❣

Drained. You've been feeling this way for quite some time, not knowing why. The busy days at work, interacting with a bunch of people, making reports and handling all sorts of deadlines at once just makes you want to internally scream.

When was the last time you've had no interruptions? You probably don't even remember.

But you do know that once you reach to the comfort of your home, it stops. Seeing your beautiful boyfriend minho just brings you so much inner peace. It may even sound weird but whenever you struggle to sleep in the night time, you shift your focus fully on Minho's sleeping face.

How peaceful and adorable can one look just sleeping away? You've always thought angels only existed in heaven but how lucky are you to have one besides you.

Yes, only an angel could look this beautiful.

He isn't even aware how you thank those from above for delivering his sweet ass to you. A person who brings ease by just watching his face, being in his presence feels like a big warm hug, removing all kinds of negativity away.

You plant a kiss above his head, just before you fall asleep.

The routine begins once again. Getting up in the mornings are always the worst. Minho leaves earlier than you since his schedule is a lot different to yours. Though some days like today, you had wished to feel his lingering warmth right beside you for extra few minutes.

You gain the strength to finally get up and do your routinely quick shower, which has also felt like a chore. Once your done and you've put on your fresh clothes, you make your way down to the kitchen to have a quick little breakfast before you leave for work.

Just as you make your way to grab the milk from the fridge, a sticker note is placed above. You brows furrowed ahead before you read.

Wanna know a fun fact?

Octopuses have three hearts

And they still couldn't love you as much as I do ;)

If only Minho was here to see how hard you was smiling right now. Til this day, you're not used to him professing his love in various ways, almost immediately making you flustered. It's almost in sync when he does these things, particularly on the days you feel drained.

You love his silly little jokes and sometimes you question how he even comes across certain things but hey, it made you smile.

Like always.

You really needed to hear this today. Words of affirmations are so important to you and your boyfriend almost never fails to deliver. He really knows the key to your heart.

Oh Lee Minho, I fucking love you

Surprisingly your day wasn't as bad. It helps even more to know you have the weekend coming up, finally some break. But really thanks to your boyfriend's sweet words that instantly changed your mood for the day. Feeling a lot more loose.

You arrived at home as usual but was surprised to see Minho present. During the time at work, Minho cleaned up the place and made it look a lot more presentable. You appreciate his kind gesture as you were just about to approach him.

"Hey jagi, you're back."

Minho embraced you with his both arms, a warm feel arises as inhaled in this comfort. His fresh soft scented body wash still lingering over him, a scent that brings you to comfort.

"I missed you," You respond back. ever since the morning and even the past few days, you've missed having Minho around you for longer. But due to his work, he's been waking up a lot more earlier often leaving you alone.

"I missed you too, jagi." Minho replies, his hands squeezing you tighter. A part of him feels guilty that he hasn't been around much but he will change that very soon.

The hug felt like it just got rid of all your worries and distress of all them days you've had. If there is one place someone had asked you where you'd stay, the answer would be in Minho's arms.

Minho pulls aways first, causing you to frown but immediately plants a kiss to your head.

"Go get ready, we're going out today." Immediately you eyes open, surprised at his words.

"Where are we going?" You asked, part of you actually feels like a kid as the excitement grows. Minho watches your eyes for your reaction, just as he expected. They lit up almost in quickness, something he had missed seeing before.

"Somewhere, now go" He quickly brushes off. Only to make you get even curious.

"But-"

"Go. Now" He demanded.

"But where-"

"Jagiiii don't be stubborn please, just get ready. Pleaseeee" He begs sweetly, gently pushing you towards the door because he knows your ass won't stop questioning, which makes you giggle hearing how cute he sounds already.

"Okaaaay fine!" As you laughed to yourself getting inside the room.

You've been questioning Minho for the past 30 minutes and yet he still isn't giving up to tell you where you're both going. You look outside the car before opening up the window all the way down, letting the cool breeze hit your face.

How long has it been since you've just closed your eyes and felt some fresh breeze?

You almost forgot how calming it makes one feel. You breathe in and out, all thoughts of the days slowly becoming smaller and smaller until they are left to cease in your mind.

The feeling of nothing. No sadness, no anger, no frustrations, no worries, no stress, no nothing.

Just you being present, having the love of the life right beside you and some really cool breeze hitting your face.

This is what you've missed having.

You don't even realise that you've finally reached your destination, having your eyes still closed until Minho calls out.

"Jagi," He admires how peaceful you already look, his hand moves through the hair on your face, "We've arrived."

The sensation of his hands wake you up, not realising you almost fell asleep. You slowly opened your eyes and watched ahead. You have no idea what this place even is and before you even ask more, Minho already opens your door with his hand reaching for yours.

You don't remember when was the last time you've even visited nature. Nature was always a place you'd end up in whenever you needed a breather. Though these past few days, you couldn't even get yourself anywhere.

Normally you'd raise a comment on how much longer you'd need to walk. In places like these, it feels never ending.

You allow yourself to just feel. Let the wind fall through your skin, your hair as it flies away softly, let the birds sing to you and let the trees embrace you. Hand in hand with Minho, who seems rather ecstatic at the beautiful trees ahead as you both walk.

It feels peaceful.

As you both keep walking, there's fields of beautiful flowers that have blossomed, filling their love all throughout the way. Pink. It's such a pretty colour isn't it?

And before you could even say that, Minho beats you to it.

"Wow, I've never seen this many pretty flowers in my life." He says in amaze and you agreed, "Me too, they're beautiful."

Minho immediately engulfs you in a hug, like he's trying to protect you from something. "Jagi I think we need to hide you away from them," Which made you feel a bit confused to why.

They're only flowers. So harmless you thought.

"But why babe?" You questioned.

"Right well, you see how pretty they are right?" He explains as he goes on, "And how much space they've taken up?" Which you nod to trying to understand what he's coming at. "I fear them being within your presence they may end up taking away my beautiful flower, too."

Your heart melted. Stop. No. How much more cuteness can you take from this man?

"Minhoooo," you whined out, smiling like crazy, "Why are you cute and also are you actually jealous of a bunch of flowers-" you almost laughed.

"How could I not be! They also recognise beauty to, don't they?" He pouts cutely, and your heart is fluttering so much right this moment. You can't believe you've found someone who's this adorable.

"Exactly, so in that case," You grab on to his hand and move away from the flowers. "I'd have to protect my flower too." In which Minho immediately blushed with a cute smile creeping in. God, he is so cute when he gets shy too.

You both venture off until you finally stop to the end. The hills. You didn't realise you both had climbed all the way up here, which to be honest was worth it. You walk hand in hand, mouth dropping at the amazement of how beautiful this hill is.

It feels like your on top of the world right now. Seeing everything from above and below. The gorgeous fields that are formed within this place, the different type of flowers, the greenery. The people, the lights as you watch the city running in fast speed. Perhaps, you may have been on speed to. Not having a chance to actually slow down and just breathe.

Reminding you of the times you would often walk off to nature. Something you've actually missed doing. It brought you so much peace and only today you've realised how badly you needed to see this.

You don't realise when Minho has actually sat down, leaving you to fully embrace this lovely view on your own. He knows how badly you needed this and to be alone for some time.

Which you appreciate so much. You notice he isn't beside you and you make your way towards him, sitting down on the benches present.

You both listen and immerse yourself in the silence. Well not so much until the birds begin to hum, sending a lovely melodic sound to your ears. You don't know how long its been to just stay still. Quiet. No sounds of people nagging you, no one expecting you to do anything, just you two alone, in this world.

Allowing yourself to feel the earth for once.

"I'm proud of you."

Is all you heard as you break out of a trance. You look next to you as Minho watches you with intently with a soft look, his hands brushing above yours.

"I'm proud of you for existing today." The words seemingly hit your heart and before you could speak, he stops you. "I'm proud of you for waking up each day despite being tired of life. For taking a shower, for eating your food even on the days you don't feel too. For going in to a hell called work. For dealing with a bunch of humans that drain your energy and on top of the workload. For faking your smiles in order to show you're fine when really your crumbling inside. For gaining the strength to perform for people and society when all you want to do is hide. He utters, causing you to breathe slowly as you take in all of his words.

You smiled, with teary eyes, "Thank you so much Minho." You feel loss at words. No one in your life has ever seen you this closely to notice such things about yourself. No one. Not even your past lovers did.

But Minho? Oh, he's special.

Now you realise how Minho started doing more things at home, not allowing you to do anything. This goes to making food for the two of you, to cleaning up the place and washing up. Even those times where he would sneak into your showers, which you had thought was for other reasons. But no, you was wrong. Because each time he came in, he smothered your scalp with shampoo with his gentle finger tips, slowly massaging away the worries of the days. He picked up the soap and let his hands work through your body, all whilst he gave you kisses. It felt so comforting and you couldn't even think of anything else. It made it easier for you not to feel exhausted when you have him beside you.

And you never even thought of that, until today. Now.

Minho has always noticed. And he's always shown that through his actions.

Immediately you wrap your arms around him as you continue to sob, "I'm sorry I didn't even realise those things-" which he shuts you off right away.

"Listen jagi, you shouldn't need to apologise at all. It's my job and responsibility to care for you. I don't do these things out of pity, no. I do it because I love you, so much that I just want to make life easier for you." He breathes, "We can't control how we feel but what I can do is make things feel easier even if its little. And honestly this is so effortless for me because I love you. I want to care and do things for you." He emphasises.

You cry even more, letting your tears flow below him at his words. To be loved this way was always what you dreamed. You had thought these things only exist in movies, which only was proven wrong when you first came across Minho.

Minho removes your arms and faces you directly, brushing off the tears with his fingers gently, "Shush. It's okay. You're safe now. With me." He smiles, planting a kiss right above your lip.

You chuckled and leaned into the small kiss, placing your mouth on to his. His lips felt ever so soft.

You both leaned back to the bench, cuddled up just before Minho asks you something. "Jagi?"

"Hm?"

"I know you always love admiring my face, even right now haha. But am I that handsome that you watch me sleep too?" He teased watching how completely flushed out you looked when the shock runs through your body.

"Minho what the fuck-"

He did not just say that. Wait, how does he know you watch him?

"No no jagi it's completely fine. I'm just so handsome to look at, so I can't blame you," He smirked making you feel even more flustered. Great, cats out the bag now.

"This is so embarrassing" You screamed, trying to hide yourself away from him. How weird does that sound that someone watches you sleep? But you don't do it weirdly, it's just become an habit over the past few days. It just instantly makes you feel better and yeah.

You huffed as you got up trying to escape until Minho grabs on to your waist and pulls you down to his lap, "Why are you running away?" He looks further into your eyes. Even though you've been together for time, his eyes still feel so intense, reading through every thought in your mind.

"Hmm? Shy now?" He continued to tease you further, only for you to hit your palm against his chest. "You're unbelievable." You sighed out as you chuckled. "You know what, they shouldn't have dropped you down yet." You thought back to your whole theory on Minho, your boyfriend being a whole angel from heaven who accidentally fell.

Minho only looks at you confusingly before he laughs, planting another kiss on your cheek, "Who?"

You giggled to yourself, "Nothing." And kissed him on his cute nose, watching his puzzled adorable face.

"But jagiyaaaaaaaa."

copyright ©2023 softie00

'I'm yours" | JK (M)

❝Your husband is not easily jealous nor possessive or that's what he likes to believe but you know that's far from the truth.❞

Pairing - CEO!possessive!Jungkook x reader

Genre - friend/lover2enemies2lovers (complicated ik), Office AU, established relationship, fluff, angst, hurt-comfort, smut?, 18+ MNI

Warnings - Jungkook is a big tease but so is reader, arranged marriage?, playful bickering, SE*UAL TENSION, suggestive, Jungkook is a POSSESSIVE and PROTECTIVE husband at the same time, flirty Jungkook is a warning himself, misunderstandings, arguments, their relationship is COMPLICATED, rich people, little twist at the end. explicit content : make out, humping, grinding, thigh riding, oral (female receiving), fingering in the bathtub👀, marking, hand job, squirting, dirty talk, spanking, cl*t slapping, praises, begging, some of them happens in semi public place, drunk reader, drunken confessions, reader has 'ma'am' kink (is that even a thing?), TW: mention of se*ual assault, mention of Clustrophobia, spiked drink, mention of d*ug and alc*hol, fighting, mention of blood, family issues.

Word count: figure it out on your own(¬_¬)

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A/N- It was requested by @thvhoe . Thank you for your patience. I hope I've successfully fulfill your expectations about this story, let me know your opinion😊 also who ever wants to be in the taglist, I at least expect a feedback from you. Thank you♡

You felt hot all of a sudden even though you were seated comfortably in the cool air of air conditioner in the latest model of Rolls-Royce Phantom, which has been considered one of the most luxurious car over decades.

He was close, so close to you. Staring at you with an intense gaze. his breath fanning over your face, his breath felt hot on your skin. You realize his breathing was getting irregular as you get closer to him. You were staring at him too, not blinking your eye even for a second. Then he started getting closer to you too, breath tickling your skin, lips almost brushes against each other for a mere second. You noticed, some thing shifted in the atmosphere around you.

He was staring at your lips now, you noticed how his tongue sweep over his bottom lip before closing his eyes ever so slowly until-

You press your one hand on his side of the seat to balance yourself and use your other hand push open the car door ever so smoothly with a straight face. Get back to your previous position on the drivers seat as you sit there comfortably.

Jungkook was shocked would be an understatement, the confused doe eyes which was staring at you dumbfoundedly quickly morphs into annoyance and disappointment.

He was clearly expecting something else.

At your lack of reactions, he looked straight at your direction with dead eyes before he let out a scoff. "No need to get worked up about this little things, you know I can do that on my own" annoyance was there in his voice but his every words hold sarcasm in them.

"Don't want to bother my lovely wife, now do we?" he said those words mockingly, specifically emphasis on the word "wife" to annoy you more.

"oh no, it's no bother at all. In fact i'm very much pleased to help my lovely husband" it was your turn to mock him back the same way he did, emphasising at the word "husband" which suggested successfully annoy him more as he put on a sour expression on his face but you just smile back at him.

You definitely know how to hit a nerve at the right place.

Ushering him to get off the car with an annoyingly sweet smile and raising both of your eyebrows to which he just obliged, getting of the car without a word slamming the door shut but not forgetting to leave a annoying sigh behind as to let you know 'how much of a repellent women you're' as he likes to address you.

Does newlywed couple suppose to act like this?

No. But also your marriage wasn't really happened on good circumstances.

It was a chilly night when your parents rushed to United Kingdom to fetch you back your own country, so that you could marry Jeon Jungkook.

Because his grand-mother was at the verge of death so her last wish was to see his sweet grand-son marry the love of his life, in particular, to you.

It left you completely bewildered. Does they not know that you guys aren't together anymore? It was the first thing that comes to your mind.

It was never like this between you two compared to the way you guys are bitter to each other now.

You were in your 5th grade when you two met at a business party where you went with your family, you bond together over the fact of both of your introverted tendencies then you get to know both of your father were business partners so your interactions continues which leads to friendship and ultimately to love.

He confessed his love to you while fidgeting around, you still remember how much nervous he was. You were eighteen back then, not much mature for these things according to you but still managed to say yes immediately because you were also head over heels for him.

But your love story didn't last long.

You left your country all of a sudden, without telling him a single word. No massage, no phone calls, not even a note for me. He was beyond terrified, didn't know what to do, he called directly your father only after that he comes to know that you're already gone, gone to a different country.

Why did you leave?

Why didn't you tell him anything?

Doesn't he deserves to know that as your boyfriend?

Why didn't you answering his calls and text massages?

Did he do something wrong?

Did you leave him for forever?

Don't you love him anymore?

He was paranoid after that. He make countless calls to you, the guy who wasn't very fond of texting before, the same guy texted you constantly from day to night in hope of talking to you and clear things out,

To hear your voice and to know that you were okay.

That you aren't leaving him.

That you'll come back to him.

That you still love him.

Then one day, after continues effort from his side, you finally response to his text message. But it wasn't a kind of response he expected, he never even imagined this would happen one day.

From: mine❤

I'm breaking up with you, Jungkook. From this day onwards, please don't try to contact me in anyway because I refuse to do so. I hope you've a good future ahead. Good bye.

His mind wasn't processing properly after reading your message. Did you really say you want to break up? But why? Is it his fault? What's exactly his fault is? What's not clicking? The confusion, guilt, heart break, pain he felt was unbearable.

Was his love not enough for you?

He loved you with his all and this is the reward you give him for his unconditional love towards you?

This is the out come of his absolute loyalty and honesty?

After all this is his fate?

His pain transform into much more darker and bitter as the days passed, so much so that it converted into hatred towards you. For him, you become a selfish and heartless person.

who doesn't consider others feelings.

who play with others emotions.

Who doesn't know how to love someone.

Who don't know how to value love.

As time goes, he started to think less about you and more about himself, ultimately there's no more place in Jungkook's life nor heart for you.

You ultimately lost him.

But almost after six years of that incident, when your parents took you to your country, to your own house again because of the marriage proposal you couldn't hold back yourself but to barge into your ex's office without any invitation.

Of course the security guards tried to stop you but failed miserably then comes his body guards, huge guys in black coats as they tried to do the same but that proven to be not enough to stop you. And then last but not the least, his lovely secretary.

"Miss, you can't go in there." it's Jennie as far as you remember.

"And why's that?" you asked firmly. She seems to taken aback a little before she speaks-

"Because it's the CEO's room and no one is allowed to enter without an appointment. Do you have one?" she asked you with a rise of her brows and a smirk on the face.

"Who said I don't have one?" this time you smirk back at her. After hearing the chaos outside of his office door, he asked one of his body guards regarding to what's happening outside. Upon hearing your name he immediately inform her assistant to let you in.

The first thing you have in your mind seeing him after all those years is: it's a foolish decision to come here, ____.

He was seating there on his chair in his full glory. The black sophisticated interior of Jungkook's office perfectly matched with his vibe. When he made eye contact with you, you forgot everything whatever you thought of telling him. That same sparkly doe eyes you had fall for.

You were nervous would be an understatement to say. You become anxious that you started sweating even if the room was fully air conditioned. You collect your self nonetheless and speak before someone kick you out successfully this time, Possibility is Jeon Jungkook himself.

"I would like to discuss something with you. It won't take long" you try your best to say that as firmly as possible, make sure to make eye contact while speaking. He listen to you with a straight face and just nod, uttering his secretary "wait outside please" with a sweet smile on his face to which the girl obliged and leave but not before giving you a bombastic side eye on her way out.

There was no one in the room without the two of you and it suddenly become hard to breath here, it was suffocating you.

What are you gonna say? Hello, how are you?

Isn't that stupid regarding the fact on what circumstances your relationship ended?

Is he still angry? Fuck! Of course he's!

Did he going to shout on you now?

Before the overthinking devour you completely and you collapse on the floor, after a long awkward silence Jungkook decided to speak-

"Please, have a seat." he was being polite even though he had an unnerving look on. You accepted and decided to speak "Why didn't you deny the marriage proposal?"

Upon hearing your words, his face rise up at your direction in a blink of an eye. If he wasn't annoyed, he sure is now. "Because I want that to happen, isn't that obvious?" he made you feel that you're one of the stupidest creature on earth for asking so irrelevant question.

"And this is the first thing you asked after meeting all these years?" he scoffed, mockingly throw the question at you with a smirk, there was bitter look on his face.

"Yes? Because I wanted ask that to you" you said with a confused look your face even though you knew what he meant by that.

With another scoff he pushed his chair and stand on his feet, facing you his back as he said "You haven't changed after all. The same straight-forwardness and focused on her goals" you were slightly disappointed with the way he put those words. He hadn't said that in a good way, you knew that.

"Why haven't you denied the proposal yet?" this time he shot back that question which you didn't want to answer yet. He was looking dead into your eyes, piecing through it as if he can see your very much soul.

"I-i wanted to talk to you before taking any decision" you cringe at the way you shutter. You try to avoid his gaze and he smirked at that.

"how considerate of you" sarcasm dripping from his voice as he continued "So, what's your decision, ____?" this is the first time you heard your name from his mouth after years and it didn't failed to leave butterflies in your stomach.

"I'm going to accept the marriage proposal" you said with as much confidant as you can collect at the moment then he gave a look which you couldn't decipher.

"Good, now I have a meeting to attend if you excuse me"

"But ____, please don't run away this time. My grand mother have so many expectations from this marriage and she doesn't have many days left which I think you already know. If you don't want to marry me, no ones going to force you into this and I'll make sure of that but don-" there was so many emotions in his voice that you wasn't able to pinpoint one.

"I won't backdown after taking my decision, Jungkook" you said abruptly before he can finished his line. He just glance at you in a scrutinising manner to see if you're being honest or not then he leave the room without any words.

That was hell of an awkward conversation for sure!

Then your marriage day come in a blink of an eye, things between you didn't improve at all. You both were quite stubborn to have a conversation with other or you both hesitated to do so.

Your marriage wasn't grand, it was a simple arrangement made by both of your families with some of your relatives and trusted friends. You didn't even get to choose your own wedding dress. Your mother or to be precise you step-mother brought you this simple white satin-thin strapped dress for your wedding, it more looks like an office party attire than a weeding dress. not that you mind wearing it but it wasn't exactly what you wanted wear in your wedding but again none of this is going according to your plans anyways.

When you first saw Jungkook in that black attire, standing there as groom, you felt that feeling again when you first fall in love with him. That day you realize that you still love him. You couldn't take your eyes of him.

You both just signed the papers and exchange rings and that's it! No priest, no walking down the aisle with your father, no kissing. There was also an nubile agreement between both of your families that it should be better if the marriage is hidden from the public for now.

According to their theory, Jungkook was the only successful bachelor as a CEO who have achieved several awards so they want to keep it like that, not want him to scratch that "bachelor" word from him so that it can help him to nominate for different type of awards and bring them home, ultimately lead to more success and popularity.

You both agreed on that too, so one thing was inevitable, that you both are not allowed to wear your wedding rings, not in a public setting o be precise. Also this marriage benefits both of your family businesses which was Jeon enterprise will marge with N&D enterprise to make it into one. You will have 40% share of it but there are more business matters between the elderly that they didn't let you know.

This was more of an mutual fund investment than a marriage, You thought but then his grand mother called both of you to sit next to her and said some meaningful things that will remain with you even in her absence.

"Honey, I can sense some conflict between you two, I mean I'm old enough to know this things by now but remember, relationships consist of many things, it's not just about love or fairy tales my dear, there will also be misunderstandings, sorrow or hurt, ups and downs. That doesn't mean it'll make your love fade away, you just have to be patience, understanding and respectful towards each other and I see the same things between you two. I know you both will be okay at the end even though I'll not be here see it but I know, I've always knew that you two are made for each other" Those words echoed through out your brain.

At the end of the day, when you two finally make it to your home, your and Jungkook's home, you tried to initiate a conversation,eager to clear things out between you two but before you utter a single word, Jungkook walks away from the room leaving you behind alone the room.

"I'll sleep in the other room, you can take this one" he announced that and despair from your sight.

So, this is how it's going to be now? You thought. Well, at least you tried. Next morning you found a note beside you, on the coffee table written on it

I'll be away for one week, have some business in new work. Take care.

From: JK

You just sigh at that but accept it nonetheless. That "take care" was doing something to you but you shrug it off by assuming he is just being polite and try to fulfill the husband role. You know how competitive he can get. But unbeknownst to you when you were in your deep slumber, he did came to your room to check if you're okay or not. When he witnessed your peacefull figure, illuminating from the moon light which enhance your beautiful features more, his eyes soften. He came closer to you, tuck the blanket carefully on you and leave a quick chaste kiss on your temple and go back to his bed.

Perheaps he does care?

All of those facts lead to your current situation. You work at the same work place as a director under your husband who is practically CEO of that company so it's very much easy to run into each other just like right now. You were waiting for the elevator as he come and stand next to you.

"It's not very appreciable to come late at your workplace, won't you agree with me? Miss ____?" He teased you with a evident smirk on his face.

"Didn't know the CEO can be late for the meeting too that he has to use the regular elevator. Am i not right, Mr. Jeon?" there was separated elevator for the higher ups but he was still using the regular one. Strange.

"No, you know nothing Misses. Jeon" he was close to your ears suddenly, whispering in them, his voice so low and seductive that it makes your body shiver. Misses jeon? Did you hear that right? That make your insides tightening, blush creeping on your cheeks then you remember what happened this morning.

You didn't know what time he will be back so when you came out of your shower after finishing your morning routine, wrapping a towel around you all wet and bare underneath it, you didn't expected Jungkook to be there with a cup of coffee in his hand, leaning on the doorframe as he stare at your figure shamelessly untill you shouted.

"Yah! Why are you here?"

"Did you forget darling, that it's my room too?" he scoffed and continue to smirk down at you.

"It's mine too and for your kind information i'm changing right now so, would you mind?" you rise your eye brows at him in a equally questioning and annoying look. To which he answered-

"Yes, Don't mind me. Just do your thing and i'll do my own" as he stand a little closer to you, from the look on his eyes he may be able to devour you in any given second now.

Then you did something you regretted instantly. You stood infront of him, eyes glaring at him while you told him-

"Jungkook, leave. I need some privacy" To that he just shrug it off and smirk widely at you.

"Then make me" he comes at your eye level to whisper those words in your ears and it didn't go unnoticed by you how wet you felt down there. His challenging eyes staring directly at you as if to dare you to take some action. You clutch your towel tightly around your body in order to not make your self embarrassed, you were becoming more nervous when you decided to pull on his jacket as you tried to bring him outside of the room but he didn't even budge from his place however he was managed to make you stumble on your feet and lost your balance.

In a flash, you were bare naked for eyes to see. Upon realizing that your eyes go wide as you tried to hide your intimate parts desparetly but failed miserably. You felt beyond humiliated as you shut your eyes tight.

Jungkook's eyes goes as wide as yours after seeing what he just saw. You guys dated, of course but nothing happened which could have lead to this. He just stand there mindlessly, too much flustared to do anything, that growing bulge in his pants making it even hard for him.

But upon noticing your expression he quickly took you into his embrace and hide your naked form under his long and wide jacket. It wasn't doind a great job but he tried his best.

You were shocked by his actions as you feel his warmth against your bare front. When look up at him he was staring at the wall infront you, tried his best to not touch any part of your body as he was clutching his jacket hard around you. Then he look at your eyes respectfully avoiding the rest of your body, he has a sincere look on his face as he open his mouth to say something but dismiss it quickly, grabbing the robe which was placed neatly beside him and carefully cover your body with it while respectfully looking at the other side. He left after that with a soft "I'll wait outside."

You just stand there dumbfounded.

That's the another reason for your nervousness, When whisper in your ear in the same way he does at home but didn't get a chance to answer the elevator arrived and everyone rushes towards it but not before bowing to their CEO.

The elevator was full of people, there was no place left to even move properly as you were standing at a corner facing Jungkook and Jungkook leaning on the wall of it. You can sense his restlessness, he was flustered because you were right infront of you, so close, he can feel your sweet scent which make him dizzy. All the picture of your naked body comes back to his mind and he felt something growing inside his pants. He tried his best to avoid your eyes which were occasionally glance at him. You had a smirk on your face this time as you tried to move closer to him and accidently your hand brush over his crotch.

He let out a long sigh and tried to turn to the other side but as there was no space, he stick to his place.

You were standing comfortably as if you didn't tried to provoke your husband just now but then you feel something poking at you ass, you thought someone did it by mistake as the elevator was uptight. But then it happened again so you consider pecking at the mirror beside you to see what's going on then only you catch a middle aged looking down at your butt with, which you consider, a scandalous look on his face. You grossed out upon seeing it and tried to mive further away from him but due to lack of space, you couldn't.

Jungkook somehow notice your hesitation, when he saw your worrisome look he furrow his eyebrows then he noticed what was bothering you. He swears to god, the way his jaw clenched might break at some point. He immediatly placed you in his place as he come to your place, shielding you from everyone. You gasped at the sudden movements but when you understands what he does, it makes your heart warm.

Jungkook will make sure that he will never be able to bother again, for sure.

The meeting goes by smoothly excepts the new actor, Park Jeo-eon, son of Park Do-yeong, one of the biggest alumni of the entertainment industry, throwing witty flirtatious comments towards you. He was going to be the lead actor of your upcoming project. The meeting was going on infornt of Jungkook but he didn't take his eyes off of the way the new actor's hands touched yours, how he looked at you, flirted with you and you giggle at some point too.

He wanted to punch him on the face so hard but at the same time didn't want a bruised faced man as an actor so he controlled himself. As soon as the meeting ended, he excuse himself because it was becoming unbearable for him.

It was a huge project, so much money has been invested in it and at the top of that you were the incharge of it, the main director of this, so there's no way you are going to mess it up so you play along.

On the way to the studio, you come across Jungkook's new secretary, Park Jimin. He knew Jungkook from school days, He is older than Jungkook and Jungkook trusted him so he hired him without any hesitations.

He greeted you as soon as he saw you, giving you a polite smile as he bow at you and you did the same.

At the studio, you can see how Jeo-eon trying to make a conversation with you, didn't leave a chance to flirt with you. You were aware of that and you were wlso aware of the fact that Jungkook was watching everythings from the sides. You can watch how his eyes narrowed at the man next to you, how his chest heaved. He was burning from the inside and you are happen to put some extra fuel into it.

You put your hands on the actor's thighs as you laugh at his joke which wasn't funny at all but you did anyways, Patting his thigh you smile as you throw a joke back at him to which he laugh delightfully. The next thing you noticed was that Jungkook barged out from the studio hastily.

You asked Jimin where does your husband go, to which he lead you to his direction. He was standing at the hallway by this window from where you can watch the whole city. You asked him first-

"have you done your lunch yet?"

"No, what are you doing here anyway? Thought you were busy laughing at his jokes?" he rise a brow at you. Oh, he is absolutely jealous!

"Why? Does it bother you that much?" you smirk at him, loving the reactions you were getting out of him untill he subtly push you back on the glass of the window, caging you there.

"Doesn't I suppose to when my wife getting all friendly and close to an another men infront of her husband? Hmm?" his eyes were fixed at your face as he lick his lips before averting his gaze down to your lips then to your eyes again. His gaze was so intense that you suddenly felt small under it.

"Are you Jealous, Mr. Jeon?" you asked him straight while smirking back at him. The sexual tension was inevitable between you two.

He scoff at that as speak "He have nothing from _ Which i've to be jealous of, baby. Besides just know that what mine is mine and I know how to keep it that way" his lips brushes against yours, for a mere second you thought he is going to kiss you but he pull himself back from you with a Cheshire grin on his face. He absolutely knew what he was doing.

Then you hear some chattering near by you and you panicked, you saw some of the models coming at your direction. You recognize the one with blond hair, Rose her name was. Then you did something unexpected just to keep them away, you grab your husband's face and clash your lips on his.

This actoin succesfully shoo away your intruders but Jungkook totally got startled by your action. The moment your lips met, you feel all the things you felt when you first kissed him. You will never forget that, it was your very first kiss. It always had a special space in your heart.

He indulge in the kiss too, grabbing your sides to pull you even closer to him as he devour your mouth and you suddenly felt jelly. With the passion and intensity he was kissing you, licking you lip then shoving his tongue into your mouth was enough to throw your senses out of the window.

You were the one to pull back from the kiss because you were out of breath, while you tried to catch your breath you glance up at him and saw the most beautiful sight. His lips becomes cherry red colored and all swollen from kissing, hair messy, sweat dripping from his forehead. He is gorgeous.

"Sorry, There were some people. Didn't want them to catch us together" he just mouthed an 'O' to that as he gave you a look which you didn't understand. You quickly turn on your feet and walk away from him, not wanting to make things more awkward.

You worked late at night that day, you had to finish things up but when you found Jungkook standing outside of you cabin, you got surprised. Asking him if he was waiting for you but he just shrug it off. You both were inside of the elevator when it suddenly stopped midway.

Then it hit you. Jungkook have claustrophobia. He become restless when that happened, chest heaving in a fast pace as he crouched down on the floor, hugging his legs together as he repeatedly say "No, let me get out from here!!" "i can't breath!" "I'm going to die here!"

You quickly crouched down beside him, tried to calm him down by putting your hand on his shoulder but he abruptly push you back as you hit the floor by the impact of it's force.

"N-no you d-don't understand! We-we are gon-nna die here" he looked at you with dreaded eyes, he was terrified like a child who is afraid of the darkness and monsters. he was at the verge of crying. Your heart aches at the sight. You knew he had this phobia but never witnesses it.

So, you said to him firmly, with full of confidence in your voice "No, you're not going to die here" you look at his eyes as you continued "Someone will come in any second and get us out of -"

"NO! NO ONE IS GONNA COME TO RESCUE US! WE ARE-" he started shouting out of panic.

"We will get out of here! You will get out of here alive, you understand? I'll make sure of that" your voice slightly rise at first but come to normal volume at the end.

You have to be calm in order to calm him down. You said those words to him confidently with calm manner. "You can breath. See, I can and so can you. You are breathing right now so you are capable of doing that" you said with serious tone to which makes him less panicked then before, you noticed.

You slowly put your hand infront of him as to slowly touch him, to not to scare him away. "It's okay, you're okay. We will get out of here" You stay there like that for a moment before you see his breath getting normal then you put your hands on his shoulder ever so slowly. He flinched at your touch but looked at you and say "____ I don't want to die here. Please do something! Please don't leave me"

At the last sentence, it broke your heart. You carefully hug him, pull him into your embrace as his head rests on your chest as you let him cry there while holding you.

"You will be fine. I'm not leaving you. I'll never leave you" your voice quiver while telling those words but quickly control your emotions because it's not the right time.

After that incident, the distance between you two decrease to a certain level.

But the sexual tension was same, even grew as time flies.

One day, when you were at the shoot, jeo-eon offer you to join him for coffee at the office cafe and you accepted that. You were peacefully siping on your coffee while talking to him when your phone vibrate from a notification. It was from your husband.

Come to my office now.

You excuse youself as you made your way back to his office to find out what's the emergency was. Outside of his office, there was Park Jimin standing there.

"Good morning, miss ____. Mr. Jeon is waiting for you inside" his voice a little to excited of your liking. You didn't know the reason behind it so you shrug it off and enter his office.

Upon closing the door behind you, he come close to you quickly "May I ask where were you, ma'am?" he asked mockingly but you liked the way he address you as "Ma'am".

"At the cafe, with Park Jeo-eon" you answered shortly, didn't get why he was becoming annoyed and asking you these quistions.

"And why is that?"

"What do you mean 'why is th- "

"Oh you fucking know what I meant by that, ____. I told you to stay away from him still you did go back to him? Why? Do you like him or something?" you didn't like the way his voice rise at you, the way he said those words. You felt insulted so you throw back with-

"Why do you even care?"

The thing he did next startle you. He came closer to you untill he push you towards the desk as he said in a low, deep voice.

"Because you are my wife. You are mine to have, is that so hard to understand?" his eyes were dark. Before you even comprehend what was going on, he turn you around and bend you on the desk.

"It's Okay baby, I'll help you understand. Please excuse my behaviour" then you felt his hard clothed cock against your asscheek, rubbing on it. When you didn't respond, He came close to your ear to whisper-

"Is it okay baby? I need words" he was asking for your permission and you gave him that. That is all he needed before he free his cock from his pants behind you. You could't see it but the way the 'thud' sound echoed through out the room, you knew he was hard enough.

He had no problem in pulling your skirt downwards to expose your ass and dripping cunt which was covered by a black thong. He groan at the sight infront of him.

"You know _ it enrages me whenever i saw you with other men-" he then started grinding his dick between your thighs and then it hit your clit.

A strangled moan escaped from your mouth, unwanted.

"And _ It frustrates me more when I'm not able to do anything _ not able to show them who you belong to" He suck on your neck and you bite down on your bottom lip to prevent you from making yourself more embarrassed.

"I've been craving you, all these days _ you're in my head all the time. Do you know how frustrated it is?" Oh! You do know. He let out a dark chuckle as he continue his movements, speeding up it a bit more.

"I want them to know that _ that I'm the only one who can touch you like that _ ah- f-fuck!" You can feel he was loosing control over his movements. "That _ You are my wife and none of them will be able to take you from me!"

Then he push your panties to aside and started rubbing your folds with his tattoed fingers.

"J-jungkook" you felt his pre-cum on your thigh, soaking your underware.

"Fuck! You are mine." with a groan, he pushed down your thong and started grinding again in a fast pace, rubbing your clit. You moan uncontrollably to that. There might be people outside his room but you couldn't care less at this moment.

You wanted to forget about everything, but him in this very moment.

He was close, you can assume that from the way his cock was throbbing between your legs. "Jungkook _ please!"

"Please what, baby? Do you want something?" You've always know his teasing tendencies but _ at this moment you're going to have none of this. You started bucking your hips on his hand and cock to stimulate your more, to get more friction.

Then a hard slap, land straight on your asscheck.

Silent.

You aren't expecting this but you have to admit _ It felt good. So you clench around nothing.

"Stay still" he told you firmly before retracting his hand from your clit _ you whined at that. His smirk get wider as he grab his dick with the same hand as he pump his member few times and white shot of warm liquid landed on your bare ass.

He groan at that loudly. "You are looking pretty" You feel your blood rush to your cheek as you register what you both have done just now. You tried to stand abruptly but got held in the midway. He clean his cum with tissue and fix your outfit neatly, turning you around to look at him.

Upon seeing your confused look and a evident pout on your lips, he giggled.

"Seriously? _ Stop teasing"

"I'm not teasing baby _ just" he tucked your hair behind your ear gently "You've already test my patience so many time, so wanna see how much paitence you have in yourself"

He left the office and all you do is stare at his figure as he leave the room.

Rest of the day was unbearable to you. You were aching down there that it was becoming hard to resist the need to touch it and get your release. It was started to hurt.

At the end of the day, when you two reunite in the car to go back to your home _ you feel his heavy gaze on you then you look at him.

The tension was becoming unbearable, the aching between your legs were becoming unbearable too. You rub your thighs together and he noticed it. Smirking _ he placed a hand on it. His touch was burning on your skin. Then he moved it upwards to your heat untill his hand was on your clit.

The previous orgasm which was being snatched away from you is becoming overwhelmingly painful. You spread your legs at his touch without him asking for permission and he gladly took the hint.

Thankfully, There was a barrier inside of the car which was blocking the view of two of you. He inform Jimin to drive slow as he obliged.

Then dive back to the thing he was doing. The things that make your back arch.

While his one hand drawing circles on your clit, The other tattoed arm comes to touch your cunt, feel all the essence gussing out of it.

"Baby, you are soaking" his words send a burning sensation straight to your core. A loud moan escaped from your mouth when he slowly push his finger in it.

"Sshh, We don't wanna get cought like this _ now do we?" You clench around his finger when you remember you were in the car, and Jimin was right infront of you driving it and there's a major possibility of being cought here. It leaves you scared and excited at the same time.

"Oh! You will like being cought huh? _ You will let people see how good i'm making you feel" you feel a ton of wetness gush out of you at that, Jungkook groan upon realizing that. His movements faster in a second, rubbing on your clit and pumping two of his fingers into you at the same time, rythmeticly.

Then he let his fingers go further inside you _ that hit you sweet spot.

"Please, Jungkook _ k-keep going"

You were about to let out a loud moan but he kissed you. Shoved his tongue into your mouth to shut you up.

He constantly hit that spot and rub your inner wall at a rhythmic pace while rubbing your clit in an equivalent pace.

You were squirming in his hold, Legs were shaking _ you were at the verge of tears when you parted your lips from him to say

"Please, w-wanna cu-m"

"Then cum" he said and you were done for, cluchting on his hand as you other arm go straight over your mouth to prevent any kind of noise. The feeling was so intense that your eyes roll to the back of your head and some tears escaped your eyes then you close your eyes shut.

You came all over his arm and the leather seat that you were seating on, soaked it with your cum. It lasted longer than you expected. Jungkook never stopped moving, helping you through your orgasm. He was out of breath when he say "You squirted, baby"

Your eyes snap to his direction to saw him smirking, Cheshirely grinning at you while licking your essence from his fingers delightfully then you noticed the wetness around you.

You cringed at that, scrunching your nose at the feeling. You quickly whispered a "Sorry, I did a mess" as you let your head down in sheer embarrassment to hide youself from his gaze.

He grab your chin and gently bring your face up to face him- "I don't mind as long as you're the one making this kind of mess" You got so flustered by his action that you avert your gaze somewhere else, forcing youself to make some distance between you two.

When you two arrived, He stopped Jimin from coming for you to open the door and told him that he can leave because you were not in the appropriate state and there was cum all over the seat that have to be cleaned before anyone can see it.

It all became a part of your life, those things started happening quite often. You both teased each other then the next things you know, you guys are all over each other but it never extends to something more. He was great at Oral. No doubt.

But still the craving you feel towards him, wanting him more in other ways was becoming too much as the time goes by. You wonder _ if he feels the same.

You tried to talk to him to clear things out, to know if he is still angry on you about the past, if he still loves you the same. But he never let you do so, whenever you tried to bring the topic to the table, he always make some excuses and avoid confrontation.

Or_ whenever you tried to get to close to him, he just ignores you? Not in a subtle way because he never intend to hurt you. He never initiated thing to make one step further and you being you, never pushing his limits.

But still the passion and intimacy was there whenever he is touching or eating you out or finger-fucking you.

Just like that one time when_ you were making dinner and he comes behind you, put you on the kitchen counter and eats you out.

Or,

That one time when you were having your alone time at the bath tub_playing chess while enjoying soft music at the back ground. Jungkook come out of nowhere, saying "he just wants to take a bath" as he plop himself into the tub beside you. It dosen't take long for his hands to roam around your body to your pussy.

He started of gently but eventually got rough with time. he forced you to focus on your game while fucked you with his fingers. But you couldn't focus on the game_ how could you when his fingers feel so good inside of you? Ramming inside you as it brushes against the perfect place and stretches you out so good. You couldn't even imagine how his dick is gonna feel inside of you when his fingers are this good. The sounds where peoducing from fucking you in water makes you arch your back more.

Then a harsh slap land on your clit which makes you gasp then he pinched your bundle of nurves lightly which ultimatly throw you off. You cum all over his fingers.

The only time you guys shared a bed was, when you couldn't bring youself to sleep because of some unpleasant things happened to you.

As soon as Jungkook come to know about the agreement of the share of their company, where you were going to have 40% of it, he immediately protested. He and his father had a heated argument over it.

"You are having more because you are deserving of this" His father shouted at him. Eyes filled with rage because of his son's impulsive desicion.

"____ and I are equal in it so whatever I'm deserving of, she deserves that too." he told his father firmly and leave the room, leaving his father shouting behind him. He didn't know you heard the whole conversation already.

After that, in a few hours_ your step-mother called you blamed you for all of this, claiming that you are a burden to them, how you're not enough of a daughter, how you are in-debt of you own father and her for taking care of you, how your own mother leave you behind because of you even though it's not the case.

After that heated argument with your step-mother, you were devasted. That time, Jungkook holds you tightly in his arms _ comforts you _ cuddles you untill you fall asleep.

You thought your relationship with him was improving but one day it changed completely.

You saw Jungkook in his office with the same blond girl, who was hitting on him from the first day _ Rose.

She was literally sitting on his lap, while kissing him, hips bucking on his crotch. After witnessing it you left the office, tried to throw it out of your memory but couldn't.

Next day was a big day for your company. It was the day of celebration because your project was a succesful one. It manages to achive one of the most prestigious awards, It was a huge hit.

You aren't feeling like going there but you know you have to. There will be many well-known people and you were the director of this film, of course you have to be there.

You quickly got ready in a red corset paired it with golden body chain and black pants. You haven't talk to Jungkook since yesterday and he noticed that. The shift in your mood.

"Is everything okay?" he asked when he saw you walking down the stairs. He was in his black turtle neck shirt paired it with black trouser.

"I don't know, you say?" he got confused at your passive aggresiveness.

"Why did you marry me Jungkook? I mean is that okay for you to marry someone when you didn't even love them?" Upon hearing those words, he got more confused.

"____, Where is this coming from?"

You couldn't control anymore. You were suppressing everything all these days but after yesterday, you couldn't anymore.

"Why you always ignored me? Whenever I tried to talk to you or have a discussion about our past, you always pushed me away! Why? It makes me feel like you actually didn't want to be with me at all! It hurts me everytime when I put effort in our relationship but you didn't tried to indulge in it. Is it really fair?"

You lashed out on him bad. Emotions were fogging your mind. You tried to control yourself _ then he started talking,

"What fairness you're talking about, ____?" his voice was low, eyes narrowed down at you, they were so dark.

"Have you forgotten how you left me? How you left me with saying nothing when everyday I waited for you to answer me, to come back to me and then suddenly breaking up with me!? Do you think i deserved ANY OF THOSE?" His voice got louder with each sentence, fuming with rage.

"That's what i was trying to explain to you from the day one after our marriage! But you never let me!"

"Is that so? So why didn't you explain to me all those years ago? Do you know how much it hurted me? How hard it was for me? Have you ever cared about me? So why do I give you a chance to explain it now?" He push his hair back with his hand, tried hard to control himself because it was getting out of hands.

"You must understand there was a reason, that's why I wasn't able to but when I'm trying now, you refused to hear that! So, what do you want me to do? Have you ever tried to understand me? Or even love me? Well, I can't even expect from you anything anymore" you scoff at him and his anger got even worse when you said the word "love".

"It would be better if you don't talk about love when you don't even know how to value it. I seriously thought you were going to run away again _ like before, Like your mother did to your father" before he can register the words coming out of his mouth, he already said that out loud.

Then complete silent.

You stand there, numb. Did you heard it right? You couldn't comprehend, before you can stop it a tear slip out of your eyes. Jungkook realize what he just said and tried to come closer to you but upon seeing your look in the eyes he stopped at his tracks.

He got nervous by that. Your eyes full of rage and pain. You were going to burst out on him but before you can do that, Jimin come to escort you two, to your respective vehicles.

Jungkook was in the other car and you were in another. Of course because of the privacy terms of your marriage.

When you arrived at the party, the vanue was already full of people, known or unknown. But you couldn't pinpoint Jungkook anywhere.

But you saw Jimin standing at a corner so you asked him about your husband. He answered with a brief 'No' and assure you that he will inform him.

You wanted to get loose from all the stress and the heated argument you just had a minitues ago so you walk up to the bar and sit on a chair comfortably. When you were about to call the bartender, you were inturupted by a very happy looking jeo-eon.

"Hey, long time no see. How are you?" he didn't even ask for your petmission when he pull you in a hug. His hands lingers on your back a couple second more then your liking.

As time goes by, his touches become more bold or to be precise, touching you inappropriately. When his hand goes to your thigh, you decide you have had enough. You push his hands of off you immediately. It startles him but didn't make a fuss out of it.

As you finish your drink, you excuse yourself from him and straight headed to the washroom because you were suddenly feeling dizzy.

All of this time you felt someone's gaze on you.

As you enter the washroom, everything was getting blur. You couldn't balance yourself so you bend down on the floor then you saw someone coming in.

It was a men but It's a women's washroom what he is doing here?

Then you saw his face, Park jeo-eon.

He bend down to look at your face. "Aren't you a pretty one?" caressing your face with his fingers. You were going to be senseless in no time _ you knew that.

You removed his hand with a force he didn't liked so then he did something you're not going to like.

He kissed you. Clash his lips on yours with such a force that push you back wards as you landed on you back, on the floor. He was hovering over you, grabbing you everywhere as far as his hands reaches, from the side of your body to your breast, gropping it hard.

You tried to break free from his grip but didn't have enough strength to push him away. Squirming underneath him, yelling and throwing hands everywhere.

You felt disgusted, terrified, hurt at that moment. You wanted to puke and run away but he pins you down tightly on the floor.

You felt tears on you cheeks, you didn't even know when you started crying but then you heard a loud thud sound from a distance. In a blick of an eye, Jeo-eon was on the floor beside you, over him was your husband _ punching him hard on his face.

The last thing you saw was red, the blood before you blackout.

When you come back to your senses, you felt someone's hand on your waist, holding you securely as you leaned on them. You noticed it was Jungkook's hand from the tattoos on it.

You couldn't say anything as you stay silent. You were still dizzy and drunk. Then the car stopped and he get off from his car. Holding you in bridal style as he go inside the house after thanking Jimin.

On his way to your room, you said drunkly to him "yo are goud-loo-king miste-" he giggled at your hard work.

"Really? But i think you're more good-looking baby" then he gave you his signature bunny smile.

You missed that, you missed that so much. After so many years you got to see him smiling like that again. It makes your eyes teary.

Jungkook noticed it. He gently put you down on the bed and sit besides you. He observe you for a couple of second, your beautiful features were mesmerising to his eyes but when it landed on the bruises which was there because of that jerk. He wanted punch himself for that, he blamed himself for that because he wasn't there with you thats why that jerk get his hands on you.

How could he even let that happen?

How could he be so careless?

He is indeed worthless, he thought. He didn't even realize that he was crying untill your hand goes to his cheeks to wipe his tears off.

"why arre yo crryin?" you managed to asked that to him. There was a pout on your lips. You looked so pretty. So cute.

He wanted hold you, kiss you for forever, give you all the love in this world.

Then again you asked "Why died yo kis-ssed Ose?" he didn't get what you were saying untill it clicked in his head. He wanted to laugh at your words but then he thought

How did you know that?

Wait, that means you misunderstood the situation. It wasn't like he was kissing her, she was the one who abruptly climb on his lap and kissed him before he get the chance to do anything. You were happen to be there at the same time.

He was being respectful and polite to her before that he didn't even realize she can do something like that. But he also push her away as soon as he felt her lips on him and she landed on the floor.

Didn't you noticed that?

He has to explain that to you. "No ____, It's not like that, She was the one who come to, i wasn't kissing her. Please try to understand. I-" fumbling because he thought you won't going to trust him.

"Then, kiss me" He stopped on his tracks and looked at you to register what you just said but before he can do anything, you already climb on his lap _ sitting there comfortably. Pull him into a kiss.

It happen so fast that he didn't get any time to react. You keep kissing him, licking and biting. He somehow break free from your kiss and say "____ not now, you're dr-"

You again kiss him, didn't listen to any of his rumbling then you started grinding on his semi hard cock over his clothes.

"____, stop" his voice commanding as he groan into your ear, hot breath hitting on your neck.

But you didn't stop, keep grinding on him in a fast pace.

"Please, stop or I won't be able to stop!" as he grip you hips to stop you from move any further.

His chest was heaving so did yours.

"I'm sorry" you whisper to him with an apologetic way which melt his heart. "Baby, don't say tha-"

"I'm sorry because I leftt you, with-out saying anything to you" he was shocked upon hearing that all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done t-hat to yo _ you des-erv-ed to know all butt I - i didn't waned to burden yo or make yo wai-t fo-r me fo-r iter-nity"

What are you talking about?

He didn't understand a ounce of it so he keep listening to you carefully.

"I didn' even knouw when I'll come back o-or e-even come back att all. You knew, I have alwys wan-ed to be a writer. My dad didn' want me to do so- "

You were crying at this point. Jungkook wipe out some of your tears as gently placed his hand on your cheek, caressing it in a comforting way.

"So I-i applied for _ t-this scholarship and got selected by an prestige-us university butt he still didn't ag-ree on that so I thought about running away."

You did get the chance to study at this well-known college but still your dad was stubborn to make you handle his business and drop out from college but you wanted to study and be a famous a famous writwr one day. Jungkook knew how obsessed you were with crime documentaries and detective stories but you never told him you wanted to be a writer.

So, You run away, did your MBA and keep writing your story at the same time. You didn't inform Jungkook because you were uncertain when you were going to come back to him or TBH, if you ever come back here.

You didn't want to leave Jungkook in darkness, waiting for a uncertain relationship to find it's happily ever-after. You didn't wanted to hurt him.

So, you hurt youself by making him hate you.

He watched you on TV receiving awards for your books and novels. He wanted to congratulate you, run to you to celebrate your win.

Tell you how much he is proud of you.

But he wasn't able to because you push him away. And now that he know why, he couldn't control himself but to hug you. Tears were straining his cheeks.

"I'm sorry to lash out on you or hurt you. I'm sorry for saying hurtful things to you, I'm sorry-"

He stopped in his tracks when he noticed you were asleep in his arms. He just smile at your peaceful features and tucked you under the blanket as he lay beside you, cuddling you.

Next morning was a mess. Your head hurts like hell, your throat was sour and your head was spinning like a merry-go-round.

You heard the door opening and puffy eyed Jungkook walking in. He handed you some pill and a glass of water.

"How are you feeling now?" He asked.

"like, I'm going to die" he laughed. His features shinnig in the soft sunlight making it more pretty.

He come close to you and hold your hand in his "____, I'm sorry for everything"

You didn't understand as you asked "why- "

But he interrupted you as he continued "Our marriage was not a proper one and i never got the chance to propose you so-"

He pull out something from his pocket and say "I love you so much ____ that i want to spend the rest my life with you, so will you marry me?" as He held your wedding ring in his hand. He was blushing so hard and you couldn't stop your self from smilling.

"You literally looks like 'the hero from a cliche romantic movie' who just had their first night with their lover and proposing her in the next morning" as you laughed at him.

"Oh! That mean I missed a step, didn't I?" he smirk at you, his eyes were getting dark all of a sudden.

"Oh my god! Jungkook I didn't mean that"

Those words land into deaf ears as he already climb on top of you.

"You are finally mine and-" he kissed you.

"I'm yours, too"

He used to say that, He is not possesive _ It's called devotion.

After that night, He makes sure to expose Jae-eun in the public eye as TV channels make headline on how a celebrity was involved with drug dealing and a sexually abusive person. All the evidence of his crime highlighed in national TV.

Or how that one time, that men tried to touch you inappropriately and he threatened him and make sure that he never get a job anywhere else.

Or how he leave Jimin with you whenever he wasn't around so that he can look after you.

You didn't have to know any of this.

But you also believe that, you aren't possessive either, it's just you care about him.

Like, that one time when Rose clicked a picture of you and him kissing, you go to her and threatened her to death as you delete the photo from her phone forcefully.

Or how you get Jennie resigned from your husband's office and make him hired a male secretary.

He doesn't have to know any of it.

Yes, He is not possessive at all neither you are.

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