This Is How You Fall In Love | Jjk

this is how you fall in love | jjk

After years of drinking and clubbing most days of the week and leaving every gig with a different girl on his arm, Jungkook feels what it’s like to want someone with his entire being.

pairing: jungkook x f!reader

genre: rockstar au, established relationship, fluff, smut, light angst

playlist: listen here <3 | moodboard

warnings: not-so-linear storytelling, my attempt at writing soft giggly sex 🤭, slight sub!jungkook, big dicc!jungkook, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), riding, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, brief cockwarming, hint of exhibitionism kink if you quint 👀, mentions of insecurities and anxiety. i think that’s it! lmk if i missed anything

word count: approximately 9.3k (i thought it was gonna be 11-12k at one point lol)

note: here she is, my first proper oneshot !!! the title is from jeremy zucker and chelsea cutler’s song ‘this is how you fall in love’ lol how creative, but you should listen to it while reading this bc i feel like it sorta adds to the experience. also my first time writing smut lmao bear w me 😫 anyhoo this jk in particular is so special to me i enjoyed writing this so much !! btw it’s not as edited as i would like but oh well lol

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

Jungkook commands the attention of every room he walks into; and just like right now, he’s basking in all the attention, all the screams of his name from dozens of girls and boys alike in this packed bar. You knew he was a charmer since you first met him, and you had known from the start that no matter how hard you try to resist, you would succumb to him eventually.

Sometimes, you feel as though he doesn’t belong to you—he can’t possibly, right? Not when people are shouting along to every word falling from his lips and you are… well, you’re just you. He’s destined for the world, for bigger things than just your two-bedroom apartment. Loving him is a privilege, and the thing about privileges is they can be taken away.

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angels like you - JJK | M

↣ show up and dance, that’s what you expected to happen on another insipid Saturday evening that was stolen by your college, what you didn’t expect was a dance partner who was chosen for you without your knowledge.

read another social experiment here ⚘

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: smut, fluff, s2l

word count: 3.8K

warnings/tags: college au, social experiment, dancer!jungkook, dancer!reader, strong language, buff JK aha, explicit smut- dirty talk, biting/scratching, hickeys, car sex, grinding, clit pinching, fingering, edging, pussy slapping, hair pulling, slight overstimulation, riding, protected sex

a/n: just because I keep thinking about social experiments that’ll never happen irl & Jungkook’s abs | The song they dance to is Sin City by Chrishan

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Shoving the double doors open, you halt in your step when the sight of a huge partition at the center of the hall greets you.

You haven’t been here for years, but you know well enough that the partition was Mrs. Ahn’s idea.

Sighing, you adjust your gym bag strap on your shoulder and make your way toward Hoseok, whose excitement causes you to groan internally. You set your bag on the bench against the wall and cross your legs as you sit next to him on the cool flooring, loud chatter drowning out any other sound.

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→ the two of us — a jeongguk scenario 01

member: jeon jungkook

word count: 10k

genre: summer vacation au (is that a thing?) + angst + (eventual) smut + fluff + this is the dilf!jk i’ve been writing future based drabbles on (check my masterlist!)

warnings: jaykay has tattoos and piercings and a big fat motorbike (yes the whole shebang!) / oc is dealing with emotions / kittens! / nothing major for this part / also some cliches but who doesn’t love a good cliche 🤨 / there’s talk of veterinarians is this but i did not go to vet school so i definitely am talking nonsense take everything with a grain of salt thank you <3

soundtracks: surface tension, genevieve stokes, 鬼ヶ島 (Onigashima), ichiko aoba & 400 lux, lorde & bad news baby, alma & strangers (for now), matilda mann

header made by the incredible @dee-ehn​ 💗

beta read by the lovely @littlebabyk​ ✨

parts — 01 (you are reading) / 02 / 03

Each breath you take reflects the steady movement of the hungry tide sweeping over aureate sand, the oceans’ shallow waters drawing closer to land as your lungs slowly fill. It’s a lovely view to witness, sitting inside the frozen yoghurt spot situated along the coastline of your home town. And yet, there’s something so despairing about it too. But you don’t let your mind linger on that, instead focusing on the fluid motions of the sea as you breathe, your idle hands toying with the plastic spoon Jiwon had shoved into your hands the second you’d stepped into this establishment. She’s preoccupied with customers at the moment, and you can tell she’s vaguely irritated that it’s eating into her break-time when you glance over and her lips are set into a tight smile as she serves an eager group of teens frozen yogurt. For some reason, they look clean, untainted by the harshness of the world just yet. It tugs at something inside of you, a precarious thing made of tangled ribbons and flimsy string locked within the bones of your ribs. Perhaps you smile at the young crowd funny because there’s a frown forming on Jiwon’s delicate features when her eyes briefly fall on you. But you can’t be bothered, gaze already returning to the compelling hold of the ocean waves raging outside. It’s almost like it shifts closer, salt whispering through the air.

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In the soop. | JK

welcome to domestic, soft boyfriend, mini or not so mini jungkook in the soop episodes! ft bam

ㅡsince my mind can’t stop spinning with every episode + jungkook’s finery,,, I decided to do this! I’ll be updating this once in a while so don’t be afraid to come and check from time to time ♡.

ㅡI’m not sure how many scenarios I’ll write since it really depends, this doesn’t have a specific end because I can still write in the future but n-e-ways!! hope you enjoy it and please let me know what you think on my lovely ask~

important: each episode won’t be necessarily correlated with one another, so keep that in mind when reading ! this is more focused on the smut even though you’ll also get to enjoy a bit of their relationship <3

WARNING: 18+ CONTENT.

episode 1. “If there’s cameras does that mean we have to stop?” M

episode 2. “younger people aren’t as shy nowadays..” M

episode 3. “should I be jealous?” M F

episode 4. “fuck, listen to me. I wouldn’t like him to wake up.” M

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•° ask my character: in the soop.

rough hands. (m) jjk

pairing : tattooed!jungkook x tattooed!reader (slight fuckboy!jk)

word count : 12k, (i hate myself why cant i ever write anything shorter than 10k goodbye)

genre : (fr)enemies to lovers, smut, this is for @mygukandonly​ ty for the idea and for sharing my thirst for jungkook lmao also ps. if you read this/enjoy it pls reblog bc tumblrs tags are dead af tysm

warnings : overstimulation, dirty talk (its kinda sweet tho?), playful banter during sex, unprotected sex

summary : how is he meant to confess that he’d tear off his left arm for you if you asked when he can see the way you look at him in disgust when his nervous rambling leads to retelling the raunchy stories of girl’s past

The muffled sound of your roommate and his best friend laughing in the kitchen can be heard through your bedroom wall, a smile spreading across your face when you hear Hoseok’s telltale joyous laugh, no doubt in the middle of telling a story. 

You rake your fingers through your hair once more, fluffing it up and stepping back from the mirror to give yourself a once over, your hands tugging down on the tight dress you had on. The black shiny latex hugging your curves in all the right spots and you smirk as excitement fills you when you think of the dumb shit you and your best friend Rina were going to get into tonight.

In the kitchen Hoseok pours another shot for himself and Jungkook, the two of them energized at going out tonight as well, the video game demo they had been working on at work had gotten approved, being given the green light to move further into it so they would be celebrating tonight. The rest of his friends were set to arrive at your shared apartment for some pregame drinks before they left to their designated bar of choice.

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[drive-through voice] Can I get uhhhh… crying kink + dumbification with Jungkook please 👁👄👁 thanks queen ily

You guys are really out there getting inside my head and seeing my kinks? Interesting 🤔

— contents and warnings: smut, pwp, unprotected sex, dirty talk, crying kink, overstimulation, degradation, dumbification, use of the word “slut” and “stupid”, harddom!jk x sub!reader, a tiny bit of praise, creampie, established relationship, there is no plot only filth lmao 

— words; 1.4k

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Jungkook was looking at you like he was about to tear you apart, and you couldn’t say that you were bothered by that. 

Actually, you weren’t certain that was the expression you were seeing — the cloudy veil of tears that covered your eyes didn’t allow you to observe his face for long before they were streaming down your face, over your cheeks and into your hairline. What you did know, however, was that you never heard him groan so loud before. 

“Fuck, look at you,” he spat, his voice a breathless moan that dragged you to hell and back, “you beg for my cock then you turn into a crybaby when you get it. So fucking hot.” 

And you couldn’t bring yourself to respond, because your mind had turned into a pandemonium and you didn’t even know what to say. With Jungkook buried inside your pussy, fucking you hard and deep, all that you could focus on was the lewd sounds of your wetness around him — courtesy of your last orgasm — and the hard feeling of his cock splitting you open like it belonged there. 

He chuckled above you, lowering himself so he could place his mouth next to your ear. “Pretty little thing,” he teased, an airy moan leaving his throat as you clenched around him. “So needy for more, isn’t that right?” 

You nodded, desperate. The sounds you were making were shameful to say the least, but you simply could not suppress them. Your moans and whimpers were loud and high-pitched, ringing in Jungkook’s ears like a choir of angels and making the pleasure in your core grow at a dangerous speed. “J-Jungkook, please…”

Jungkook leaned back so he could stare at you, his cock still dragging on your walls. “Please what, baby?” He asked and suddenly you didn’t know where you were heading anymore. His gaze was too dark, too piercing, shot directly at you through the thick curtain of his bangs — yes, it wasn’t an impression: he really looked like he was about to tear you apart — and it wiped your head clean of everything else. “Gotta tell me what you want.” 

And you swore you were trying, but the words just wouldn’t come out. You were too overwhelmed, too sensitive, the feeling of his cock throbbing inside you was making you lose your sanity. “I c-can’t…” 

There was a ghost of a smirk that blossomed on his lips, a wicked little thing that made your knees weak. “Can’t?” He repeated, pressing his forehead against yours. Jungkook was breathing hard through his words, a cloud of hot desire that hit your face every time he spoke. “My baby’s too stupid to tell me what she wants? Uh? Can only think about cock?” 

“I’m— I’m not stupid,” you managed to get out, a pathetic whimper that you weren’t sure he had heard at first. There was a thick wave of heat washing over your body, your breasts bouncing every time he thrusted inside you. Maybe Jungkook was right: maybe you could only think about his big cock, maybe you were left a stupid and babbling mess because of it. 

Jungkook placed a soft kiss on your lips — a condescending action, you noticed. “You are, baby,” he pressed on, speaking to you like you were a silly kid, “a stupid girl that is only good for taking cock.” 

Again, you couldn’t bring yourself to respond, not when Jungkook was so close to you, sucking you in like you were a star orbiting a black hole. You couldn’t even imagine how you must’ve looked at that point — with mascara running down your face, heavy-lidded eyes and parted, swollen lips. You thought that maybe you had even started to drool, but you didn’t even know anymore. All that you knew was that you were at his mercy, being used like a rag doll the way he liked it. And you loved every second of it. 

“This pussy feels so fucking good,” Jungkook moaned out, a grunt escaping his throat as you clenched around him. You didn’t know how long you could still hold before your high washed over you, you could feel yourself tumbling over the edge at any second now. “Such a needy slut. Made for this fat cock.” 

A pathetic “Y-yes,” came out like a mewl from between your lips, quickly swollen by his mouth. Jungkook kissed you hungrily, fast, and you could barely keep up with his sensual motions as he eased his tongue into your mouth. It was all too much, you couldn’t take it. “J-Jungkook,” you called again when he moved away. “Gonna cum.”

“Again, baby?” He asked wickedly, that sly smirk mocking you better than his words ever could. “My stupid baby is going to cream my cock all over again? Is that all that you can do?” 

“Yes, please,” you sobbed. Tears were streaming down your face once again — out of sensitivity or frustration, you couldn’t tell. 

“Touch yourself for me, baby.” His words almost knocked you out, your eyes widening in an odd mixture of worry and anticipation — you were so, so sensitive already, you didn’t know if you’d be able to do that. “What? You know how to do that, right?” Jungkook could sense your hesitation from a mile away, a smirk growing on his pouty lips when you finally found the strength to nod. “So go ahead. Play with your pussy for me, make it cum around me.” 

You had to bite down your lip when your hand weakly trailed down your stomach, moving between your folds to collect a bit of your wetness before, at last, pressing down on your clit. You shuddered when you started tracing circles on it, your eyes closing and back arching at the combined stimuli of your fingers and his cock. 

There was barely any time to prepare yourself before your orgasm washed over you, making your body tremble as your digits worked fast on your sensitive spot. Your eyes rolled back and your mouth opened, another tear running down your face as you mindlessly called for Jungkook’s name.

“That’s it, fuck,” Jungkook cursed, voice airy and a moan threatening to drip past his lips. His thrusts had lost their rhythm, his cock slapping in and out of your quivering heat at a random pace, and you knew he was close before he even said it. “God, this pussy’s so tight. Gonna cum inside, gonna make you mine, baby.” 

You took your hand away from your heat, overwhelmed. Jungkook was still pounding into you, making you see stars. “Please do, please.” 

“Ffffuck,” Jungkook moaned, shoving his head on the crook of your neck. He pistoned his hips a few more times before he was cumming, filling you up with his seed as your walls milked the last remnants of his orgasm. “Fuck. God. That’s it. So fucking good.” 

You flinched when he removed his length from you, an airy moan perishing on your lips as he leaned in to kiss you. Once again, the kiss was messy, wet and uncoordinated, and you struggled to keep up with the hungry pace of his lips against yours. 

Jungkook parted the kiss with a deep hum, his thumb coming out to caress your lips. “Perfect for me,” he praised, his voice husky and deep. There was a wildfire of lust burning at the back of his eyes, waves of heat that emanated from his body, consuming you whole. “Suck on it.” 

You opened your mouth without hesitation, allowing for his finger to enter it. He had trained you so well that it became like second nature to you. 

“Good girl.” Jungkook loved the view of you slurping on his thumb, your warm mouth wrapping around his finger like it was made for it. It was hard to think when you were looking at him with those pretty eyes, that eager spark in them that showed him you were searching for more. “Horny little thing. Think you can do one more for me?” 

You nodded, removing his finger from your mouth. “Only for you.”