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Prison Break [ Prologue ]

Parining: Jungkook x Reader x Jimin

Genre: Drama,Angst, Smut (later on), Mafia!au

Word count: 2.1k

Summary:  He is the only man you ever loved,the one who fount you in the streets and gave you a home to call home but then 'he' came around and changed it all or did he ? 

~ A short story based off of turn of events  that landed you in the toughest co-ed prison along with you boyfriend of many years but a simple run in with a fellow inmate leads you to question your love for the only boy you ever loved.

Warning: Swearing, mention of murder and blood, lots of violence, mention of cheating, breaking the law,

A/N: I finally decided to release my work on here.Even thought I’m not the best author I still want to post my writings here. Enjoy one out of many to come soon! (im actually kind of nervous about posting these)

You were awakened by people yelling followed by a loud bang.

This was a typical morning for you. Guards walking down the down low lit aisle, dragging their batons across the rusted gates.

"Inmate 256 get the fuck up." One guard said, tapping his stick against the gates annoyingly. Dragging your lifeless body out of the old rusted twin size bunk bed, you stalk over towards the sink. It's a small plastic mirror hanging above the sink that leaked painfully slow.                                   'Welp, (y/n) another day in hell'

           'Welp, (y/n) another day in hell'  

You thought to yourself as you took a good look in the plastic blurred mirror. Blurry or not, you could tell you looked like shit. Eyes slightly swollen, now filled with nothingness, dull and lifeless just like you felt.

How did you end up in this shit hole?

It was all thanks to your best friend or your ex, who you knew pretty much your whole life, the king of the underground world. Getting stuck in this hell was more so your fault then his but if you could go back and change the past you would without a second thought.

You were just looking for some attention then lord and behold, he gave it to you along with everything and anything you wanted. No care in the world about his job and what it brought, just the love he had for you was beyond anything you have ever experienced.

You loved the thrill of it all. You loved to watch him rule over people and take the last ever breathe some of his victims could even take.

He is ruthless and didn't care what it might bring but with you...It was different.

He showered you with love and never spoke or treated you like he did with others. Never letting anyone lay a finger on you and always made sure you were safe, you were sure he was the only man you are willing to spend the rest of your life with.

Well up until that one single day.

Jungkook, your boyfriend, came home badly beaten and could barely walk straight.

This made your blood boil and you began to see red over. You’re normally cool and laid back and never the type to quickly get mad, unlike your boyfriend. You rather talk things out before acting unlike him. You were his peace maker on the side to make sure all his deal goes smoothly.

But when you saw him seriously injured you were ready to kill something. After all these years, you made a promise to yourself and Jungkook that you would never hurt anyone even if they deserved it or not.

When you were younger you watched your parents get brutally murder and  remember seeing life leave their once vivid eyes.

As you watched him wince while his wounds were being tended to by one of the maids, you got lost in thought...He was the only one you had left in this cold world and there was nothing that could convince you to change your mind.

Jungkook try calming you down by telling you he would handle it when he healed. But you were way too stubborn to listen.

You should have.

The person who got Jungkook looking like this... Like he got hit by a truck was rumored to have been a snake and was ratting people out. But not only that, people claimed that his men were pretty powerful.

You weren’t dumb or weak. Jungkook trained you well in fighting and knowledge of weapons. Even though he forbid you to ever use them simply because he felt like he would always be there to protect you.

You took matters into your own hands and went to go see about this “powerful dude”. In fact, he wasn't so powerful. You eventually took out most of his guards by yourself and proceed to attack the man before you.

As soon as you got the man weak and pinned down under you, you threw a few powerful jabs, making sure to damage his face just as much as, he made Jungkook look.

Your vision began to blur as you took a old rope into your hands, placing it around his neck. You watched as he struggled beneath you. Sound of your heart pounding in your ears as your blood rushed to your face.

The man eyes slowly fluttered closed as his body movements stopped but that didn't stop you from picking up the metal pole on the side.

With a quick motion, you swung the pole straight down into the man’s lifeless face.

"You fucking bastard!" you growled, as you swung the pole, causing the red stained liquid splash onto your face. You huff as you stared down at the body.

"Powerful my ass", you spat down at the man that threatened the only thing you had in life. You let your arms fall to the side as your head falls forward.

"(y/n) ! ...." your named bounce off the walls of the building, as you turned around to see Jungkook standing there. His panting sounded heavy like he ran all the way here.

You quickly stood up, dusting off your hands as your head still hung low.

"W-w-What d-did you do,? " he stuttered, voice filled with disappointment.

He places his finger under your chin, lifting it up to make you look at him. There was disappointment in his eyes. You couldn't stand that look he was giving, which made you turn away eyeing the ground that was covered in blood. You hadn't realize it till now everything seemed so blurry and red, and an eerie silence crept into the now empty warehouse.

"Fuck, look at your face..." he whisered as his fingers traced your jaw line. You winced from the pain. You probably look just as bad as he did.

"I told you not to do anything," this time he grabbed you r chin harshly making you yelp.

"Argh~h..." you groaned, quickly biting down on your bruised lip to muffle your painful cries.

"Look what you did!" he spat in your face, grabbing your hands and lifting them up in the air. They were covered in blood, even your sleeves soaked.

Your eyes glossed over, you held the tears back as a slow aching pain crept in the back of your throat. This was the first time you ever taken someone's life away and you knew Jungkook was against you ever using violence. You were supposed to be his little sweet princess.

"I...I..." you choked on your words as the tears started to fall down as soon as you opened your mouth.

Lost for words, you completely blacked out during it all and all you wanted to do was pay back for the one who you loved so badly.

"You fucked up big time, Princess...” he said slowly as he pulled you into him and hug you tight.”You shouldn't have come here, we are so screwed..." he said slowly in your ear. His voice cracked as you heard him sniffle a little bit.

You never seen Jungkook cry but why?

Why was he acting like this all just because you took away some guys life?? You have watched him plenty of times snatch away someone's life and not even blink an eye. This shouldn't be anything different from other times. The way Jungkook sniffled, as he hid his face in the curve of your neck holding back the tears , to the way he was shivering slightly sent your stomach churning and heart pounding.

Click click

You lifted your head from Jungkook chest to see the room filled with police officers all pointing guns at you two.

Your grip got tighter on him as he pulled you away slightly. His signature smirk plastered on his face but his eyes soften as you stared at you.

"It's all over Princess.... “He said as he wiped the dry stain tears from your face. You looked into his eyes for answers and for a second you saw the Jungkook you knew from childhood. His eyes went back and forth searcing for your eyes.

You let out a airy chuckle as your tears fell.

"I fucked up big time, huh Kookie?” He continued to wipe your tears as he chuckled softly.

“We fucked up babe," he says as he leaned in to peck your lips. The kiss was slow. He kissed you like it was your last. You wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss as you sobbed even harder, his hand slowly stroked your cheek as his finger wiped away the tears.

‘If only you listened, you wouldn't be in this mess’ kept echoing in the back of your head.

You felt Jungkook being pulled away from you, knocking you back into reality. You watched as he fought with the police offices trying to make his way back to you but he was out numbered and was thrown to the ground.

You quickly ran over to him but police officers grabbed you and tossed you to the ground harshly.

"Fuck’

ar~gh!!"  you snarled as your chest meet with the payment almost knocking the wind out of you.

You could hear Jungkook screaming at the top of his lungs to let you go and to only take him. On the other hand, you cried even harder and screamed for them to let him go and only take you.

You both looked like crazy fools. Willing to take the dirt for all of this.

Two childhood friends in love.

Once the police got both of you out of the building, they placed of you into different unit cars. But before they closed the door you heard Jungkook yell something.

"(Y/n)! DONT FORGET ME!  "

You chuckle loudly, you probably look like a lunatic, well Jungkook did bring you the darkest of you and you loved every bit of it.

“I LOVE YOU KOOKIE! RIDE OR DIE?! “You screamed back along with him.

“RIDE! SEE YOU IN HELL PRINCESS!”

You smiled softly at his playful side as the guards pushed him in the car and slammed the door.

Another guard came and did the same to you, you laughed bitterly as the tears slowly rolled down your face. You glanced out the window to see Jungkook already staring at you.

His tears trickled down his face mimic yours as he smiled brightly at you showing off his bunny like teeth causing to you to laugh even harder.

You guys where in the back of police cars finally being caught after all the years of doing dirty work and him smiling at you sweetly as he cried.

Who would have thought this day would come, surely neither you nor Jungkook. Everything was going so smoothly since Jungkook took over the family business and here you were fucking up everything he word hard for because you could control your emotions.

Jungkook pressed his hand cuffed hands on the glass as you did the same.

"I'm sorry," he mouthed as his smiled disappeared.

You shook your head as tears burned your eyes that finally came to a stop. You placed your cuffed hands on the window just as he did.

“No , I'm sorry for everything” you mouthed back.

He pressed his forehead against the window and let his head fall forward. You could tell he was crying hard by the way his shoulders moved.

You couldn't watch him. All this because you didn't listen to him. You knew he was hurt seeing his precious girlfriend take away someone’s life and being caught up in his mess. He never wanted it to happen this way and that being the reason why he kept you wrapped away from danger.

And just like that you threw all his hard work away. But you didn't care about any of that, you got back at the person who could have taken Jungkook away from you for good.

You let a small smile creep up on your face as you glance back out the window. Once again your meet with Jungkook looking directly at you.

You were no longer crying and you show him the biggest smile ever.

“Ride or die baby.... I love you”, you mouth at him who looked confused. You blew him a kiss, as your police car pulled off.

Something in you clicked and changed you forever and Jungkook could see the difference as you mimic his signature smirk.

You turned around in your seat to watch him as you pulled off. He was mouthing something back but you couldn't see it. All you could do is wave the best you can and blow him kisses as you disappear out of sight.

Prison Break chapter 1

Paring: JungkookxReaderxJimin

Genre: Drama,Angst, Smut (maybe later), Mafia!au , PrisionBreak!Au

Word count: 2,969 😮

Summary

He is the only man you ever loved,the one who fount you in the streets and gave you a home to call home but then 'he' came around and changed it all or did he ? 

A short story based off of turn of events  that landed you in the toughest co-ed prison along with you boyfriend of many years but a simple run in with a fellow inmate leads you to question your love for the only boy you ever loved.

Warning: Swearing, mention of murder and blood, lots of violence, mention of cheating, breaking the law

A/N: hi, I’m back after a whole year to finish posting this. I low key forgot about it because I started to focus on other stories and living life. But I’m back to finish this. The story was written a year ago, probably longer than that? Anyways I have since rewritten it but the plot still the same so I hope you all still enjoy it. CHAPTER1 and the Prolonged are the same story but I have changed a lot of things so read either or but people start with one of them at least ! Thanks 🤗

Chapters: Prolong 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

Side note: no beta reader at the moment so bare with the mistakes please 🥴

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Your awaking by people yelling and loud banging.

This was a typical morning for you. Guards walking down the down low lit aisle, dragging their batons across the rusted gates.

"Inmate 256 get the fuck up." One guard said tapping his stick against the gates annoyingly.

Dragging your lifeless body out of the old rusted twin bunk beds you stalk over towards the sink. It's a small plastic mirror hanging above the sink that leaked painfully slowly only to show you two soulless eyes staring back.

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You thought to yourself as you took a good look in the plastic blurred mirror. Blurry or not , you could tell you looked like shit. Eyes slightly swollen, now filled with nothingness, dull and lifeless just like you felt.

“I can’t keep living this way,” you mumbled to yourself. Nose turned up at how gross and rough your voice sounded.

“How the fuck did I let myself end up this way,” your fingers traced the dark cirlces under your eyes and with a slow drawn out sigh let your hand fall limp to your side before the guards yell again to make your presence into the hall with the other inmates.

The how’s and why’s replaying in your mind just only reminding you how stupid you where a few years ago. It was all thanks to him. The youngest and most ruthless childish king of the underground world.

Jeon Jung-kook.

Getting stuck in this hell like world was more so your fault than it was his but if you could go back and change the past you would without a second thought.

You was just looking for attention, someone to lean on, to take care of you. Something you never seem to have growing up. He gave you everything and anything you wanted.

No care in the world about his job or what it could have brought, you accept his offer to take you in and make whatever you wish for come true.

You loved the thrill of it all at first. The way he carried himself without regret or worry. The way he could rule over people, taking the last ever breath some without blinking an eye and all at the age of twenty-one with more than millions and millions sitting pretty in his bank account.

And he was willing to share it all with you because he saw something in you. A younger him, you suppose since he had his own personal story that lead him to be alone which lead him to this. This life style of ruling, taking, owning and never caring for anyone but himself.

You wanted that. Lived for it. The respect and fear. You wanted it all.

He was ruthless and didn't care what it might bring but ever so careful with you; He showered you with love and never spoke or treated you like he did with others. Never letting anyone lay a finger on you, speak negatively on your name and you were safe, always so safe.

Jungkook, your savior and protector, your family; love of your life. Nothing could disturb the peaceful life set up for you.

Well up until that one single day.

The image still fresh in your mind. The first and only time you seem his so, hurt. Bruises littered his face, cuts so deep it needed stitches, ribs broken, the smell of his blood so strong you are still surprise he didn’t die that night.

This made your blood boil. Your normally the cool and laid back type. You never was the one to quickly get mad.

Reasonable is what Jungkook referred to you as. A heart way to big for this world that would be corrupted if he didn’t protect you from the nasty world. You was his peace maker on the side to make sure all his deal goes smoothly; when he did allow you to meddle business things. But when you saw him seriously injured you was ready to kill. Reasoning was nonexistent in your mind.

After all these years, you promised yourself and Jungkook that you would never hurt anyone being rather they deserved it or not. You watched your parents brutally get murder when you was young and saw the life leaving their once vivid eyes but this was different and you wasn’t a child anymore.

He was the only one you had left this in this cold world and nothing would convince you to change your mind as you watched him wince while his wounds were being tended to by one of the private doctors.

Jungkook had tried to calm you down, used sweet words and soft kisses to change your mind. Whispered harshly he would handle the people who caught him off guard alone and told you he would handle it when once he healed.

Stubborn, selfish and with your mind set his words held no command in your plans.

You should have listened .

The person who got Jungkook looking like he got hit by a truck was rumored to have been a snake and was ratting people out but not only that, he was able to get some of Jungkook smaller men to help set Jungkook up to catch him off guard. Word around town was the older heads sick of the young ones taking away business and needed to be handled. Jungkook would be the example especially left dead. Yet, they couldn’t finish the job.

You wasn't dumb nor weak. Jungkook trained you well in fighting and knowledge of weapons. Even though he forbid you to ever use them simply because he felt like he would always be there to protect you.

You took matters in your own hands and went to go see about this rat. He wasn't so powerful. As you took out most of his little minions with precision and stealth proceed to attack the man as soon as you set your eyes on him.

He was bigger but with enough movement you can easily tire out someone and soon you were able to catch him off guard, pinning him down under you with a boot pressed harshly on his windpipe before you decided enough was enough. He needed to be ended.

Your vision blurred as you took an old rope material within your hands placing it around his neck. You watched as he struggles. His nails digging into your hand before tying to ripe the rope away from his skin to just resort to bulking his body to get you off. But nothing would work as you only shifted your weight and watching the life slowly started to leave him as he struggled under your fame.

The sound of your heart pounding in your ears as your blood rushed to your face from anger and the only thing in your head you could focus on is the constant reminded that he wanted to end Jungkook a life. He wanted to take everything away from you.

An eye for an eye expect this task will be finished.

The man's eyes slowly fluttered closed as his body movements stopped but that didn't stop you from picking up the metal pole on the side. With a quick motion, you swung the pole straight down into the man's lifeless face.

"You fucking bastard" you growled as you swung the pole. Your voice deep rough and filled with so much anger. Red tainted liquid splashed on your face before you huff as you stared down at the body.

" powerful my ass" you spat at the man that threatened the only thing you hand in life. You let your arms fall to the side as your head falls forward, the metal pole hitting the floor with a lounge metal ping sound that bounced off the walls of the warehouse.

" (y/n) ! ...." your named bounce off the walls as you turned around to see Jungkook standing there. His pants are heavy and hard. You quickly stood up, dusting off you hands as your head still hung low eyes cast to the ground.

"W-w-What d-did you do, " he voice was low, laced with disappointment or maybe just confusion.

He places his finger under your chin , to make you look at him. The look in his eyes definitely told you that he was disappointed. You couldn't stand the look he was giving making your gaze hit the ground that was covered it blood. You didn't realize it till now everything seemed so blurry now all covered in red, an eerie silence crept into the now empty warehouse.

"Fuck, look at your face..." he said lowly as his fingers traced your jaw line. You winced from the pain. You probably look just as bad as he did.

" I told you not to do anything," this time he grabbed you chin harshly making you wince in pain.

"Fu-“ you groaned, quickly biting down on your bruised lip to muffle your painful cries.

"Look what you did ! " he spat in your face, grabbing your hands and lifting them up in the air. They were covered in blood , even your sleeves was soaked.

Your eyes glossed over as you held back the tears as a slow aching pain crept in the back of your throat. This was the first time you ever taken someone's life away and you knew Jungkook was against you ever using violence. You were suppose to be his little sweet princess.

"I..I..." you choked on your words as the tears started to fall down as soon as you opened your mouth.

You was lost for words, you completely blacked out during it all and all you wanted was to pay back the ones who you the one you loved so badly.

" You fucked up big time,Baby J" he said slowly as he pulled you into him and hug you tight. "You shouldn't have come here, We are so screwed..... " he said slowly in your ear. His voice cracked as you heard him sniffle a little bit.

You never seen Jungkook cry but why.

Why was he actin like this just because you took away some guys life. You have watched him plenty of times snatch away someone's life and not even blink an eye. This shouldn't be anything different from other times. The way Jungkook sniffles as he hid his face in the curve of your neck holding back the tears ,the way he was slightly shivering sent you stomach churning and heart pounding.

Click click

You lifted your head from Jungkook chest to see the room filled with police officers all pointing guns at you two.

Your grip got tighter on him as he pulled you away slightly. His signature smirk plastered on his face but his eyes soften as you stared at you.

"It's all over babe... " he said as he wiped the dry stain tears from your face. You looked into his eyes for answers and for a quick second you saw the Jungkook you knew since childhood. The one who made silly faces to make you smile, the one who promised to protect you at all cost. His eyes flicked back and forth and he searched your eyes the same way.

You let out a last an airy chuckle as tears streamed down your face.

"I should’ve listened, huh ? " He continued to wipe your tears as he chuckled softly.

"I couldn’t protect you this time," he says as he leaned in to peck your lips. The kiss was slow. He kissed you like it was your last kiss forever. Your wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss as you sobbed even harder, his hand slowly stroked your cheek as his finger wiped away the tears.

'If only you listened like the other times , you wouldn't be in this mess' echoed in the back of your head.

You felt Jungkook being pulled away from you, knocking you back into reality. You watched as he fought with the police officers trying to make his way back to you but he was out numbered and slung to the ground.

You quickly ran over to him but police officers grabbed you and tossed you to the ground harshly.

"Fucking shit,” you snarled as your chest meet with the payment hard, knocking the wind out of you. You could hear Jungkook screaming at the top of his lungs to let you go and only take him. You cried even harder screaming for them to let him go and only take you instead. You both looked like crazy fools. Willing to take the rap for all of this.

Once the police got both of you two out this the building, they placed you into different unit cars. But before they closed the door you heard Jungkook yell something.

"I’ll fix this I swear! D- Dont fucking worry! "

You chuckle loudly, you probably look like a lunatic, well Jungkook did bring you the darkest of you and you loved every bit of it.

" I- Love you ! Ride or die baby?! " you screamed back along with him.

" Ride till the city burns!"

You smiled softly at his playful side as the guards pushed him fully in the car and slammed the door. Another guard came and did the same to you, you laughed bitterly as the tears slowly rolled down your face. You glanced out the window to see Jungkook already staring at you.

His tears threatening to fall but never actually doing so, his face mimic yours as he smiled brightly at you showing off his bunny like teeth causing to you to laugh harder. You guys where in the back of police cars finally being caught after all the years of doing the dirty work and him smiling at you sweetly as he tries not to cry.

Tears are a weakness. Never let the, see you cry.

Who would have thought this day would come, surely not you nor Jungkook. Everything was going so smoothly since Jungkook took over the family business and here you where fucking up everything he work hard for because you could control your emotions.

Jungkook pressed his hand cuffed hands on the glass as you did the same.

"I'm sorry," you mouthed as his smile disappeared.

You shook your head as tears burned your eyes that finally came to a stop. You placed your cuffed hands on the window just as he did.

His presses his forehead against the window and lets his head fall forward. You could tell he was crying hard by the way his shoulders moved or maybe he was trying not to. It was hard to tell with how many police officers were standing between the cars at this point.

You couldn't watch him cry. All this because you didn't listen to him. You knew he was hurt seeing his precious girlfriend take away someone's life and being caught up in his mess. He never wanted it to happen this way and that being the reason why he kept you under raps and away from danger and just like that you threw all his hard work away.

Selfish.

But you didn't care about any of that, you got back at the person who could have taken Jungkook away from you for good. You let a small satisfied smile creep up on your face as you glance back out the window; eyes meeting with Jungkook who seem to collect himself and was looking directly at you.

Smile Baby J, your so pretty when you smile. Only smile and never cry, nothing and no one is with your tears.

'”Ride,” You mouth at him who looked confused at the sudden shift of your mood. You blew him a kiss as your police car pulled off.

Something in you clicked and changed you forever and Jungkook could only smirk. A fake smile yet his eyes soften knowing that he lost the only pure thing he had left in his life.

You turned around in your seat to watch him as you pulled off. He was mouthing something back but you couldn't see it. All you could do is wave the best you can and blow him kisses as you disappear out of sight.

Prison Break Chapter 2

Paring: JungkookxReaderxJimin

Genre: Drama,Angst, Smut (maybe later), Mafia!au , PrisionBreak!Au

Word count: 😮 3189

Summary: I’ll protect you as long as your loyalties remains. Love me the same

Side note: no beta reader at the moment so bare with the mistakes please 🥴

Chapters: Prolong 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

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“Ride or die,” you scoff as the flash back of you and Jungkook replayed in your head. “So much for that,” you roll your eyes as the guard pushes you into the prison cafeteria.

Overlook Correctional Center, a mix gender correctional center for young teens and young adults; or Hells Den as you and many others referred to it.

You and Jungkook could have been sitting in max prison with straight jackets at this point yet they tossed you two in this hell of a place. But with ‘nice’ connections (not as nice as in letting the two of you get off with a warning) you have spent the last 3 years in a correction center for the young adult criminal of all kind aka the dumping ground where basic prison laws doesn’t exist.

The cafeteria is full of inmates pushing and shoving each other, some munching on the nasty week old sandwich, others surrounding a group of female inmates that sat at the table trying to see who could get an easy nut off the quickest in the dump of a place before the guards could notice.

You walk slowly over towards the line to where the food, if you can even call it that is served. You could feel all eyes on you as you walk towards the line. Your skin burning with aggravation from the nasty stares some dare to give you;thinking you never noticed. Yet they move quickly out of the way making so you can grab a tray.

You turn your nose up as you look at the stale old bread and mush that sat on the plate; something dark brown that suppose to be some type of meat substitute with white mush probably mash potatoes that’s been sitting out for days uncovered n spat in.

Shuffling over to the trash to dump the food just as quickly as you picked it up. Like hell you was going to eat that mess. Last time you at it , you were on the toilet for weeks.

"B-Baby J….."

You glance up to see a few big body build guys standing in front of you. Rolling your eyes, with a raised eyebrow at them as they referred to you by that last name.

The nickname that Jungkook gave you no longer gave you butterflies; the sound of it leaves a bad taste in your mouth. Like you no longer your own person but Baby J, Jungkook’s thing. But you urged them to go ahead and speak by nodding your head slightly; not having the energy to correct them once again.

"Here, you should eat something" you looked down to see them all handing you their food that they probably got from the commissary. You click your tongue as you pushed your hair back and stepped closer to the one in the middle. He flinched slightly as you snatched the bag of chips from his hands.

This is how it was on a daily basis , people offering you food and trying to always get on your good side to only get into Jungkook little circle. Pathetically kissing your ass like you have any say, it bugged you to no end.

You toss the bag on the ground and step on it. It lets out a loud pop noise sending crushed chips scattering along the floor as the cafeteria gets silence. The guard against the wall immediately standing with their weapons pointed and ready from the loud sound.

"Yah, how many times do I have to tell y'all to just stay out the fu-... "

"Only following order Baby J. You know how Jeon gets wh-“

You let out a breathy dry laugh cutting him off as you bend down and pick up the crushed chips and toss it back to the other dude.

“And I ordered you to stop approaching me, right?” You sighed deeply fixing your eyes on the biggest of the three.

Orders. Commands. Protection. No of that meant shit in here. You knew if Jungkook wanted something he got it no matter where he would have ended but you. You had no will power, no say, no life. Like you was Jungkook’s puppet.

Everyone here is scared of his ass and everyone knows your his little 'baby j’.

"Where is Jeon at anyways ?" You sigh asked glaring at the men in front of you but none of the men spoke or even batted an eye, two of them even started turning around to walk away.

"Didn't I ask you a simple question?" You hissed. No way in hell was you going to continue to be ignored and disregarded. Your could be just powerful as Jungkook.

Your sick that no one spoke directly to you unless advised to and no one spoke on things about Jungkook or his where about when you asked. Kept in the dark because here, you was just one of his toys; one of his favorite toys.

Reaching up despite being two sizes smaller than the man you grabbed him by his locks to quickly pull head down. “Answer me when I’m fucking talking to you pathetic lap dog” you yelled but when the guy only winced in pain you decided you would show no mercy as you sent a knee straight into his nose.

A cracking noise, followed by a groan and the gasps heard around as well as shush whispers as the once loud surrounding being almost silent.

"WHERE IS FUCKIN JEON JUNGKOOK! " You screamed louder at the man who was now bending down holding his bleeding nose. The guards shouting your inmate number; for you to settle down and weak threat of being isolated was called yet you turned a deaf ear to it.

Over the years of being locked up, you have gotten a little out of control with your temper, maybe a lot out of control. If Jungkook didn't tell people to stay out the way for whatever selfish reason of his then they surely knew to stay away because of the short temper.

Sometimes you wonder if it was Jungkook mission to keep you safe or keep others safe because one wrong move on their end could end badly.

"If you wanted me you could have just asked." You turn on my heels to see Jungkook standing there with his head tilted to the side with that signature smirk on his face. A female inmate clung to his arm for dear life as if her life depended on it. All these years in prison just made him more cocky and arrogant with power.

"We need to talk Jeon, now" You mumbled rolling your shoulder to relax briefly to only slightly tense up at the sight of the other female inmate; whom tilted her head to the side with a soft almost innocent smile that turned into a cocky smirk as she gripped his arms tighter the more she looked you up and down.

'New play thing ' You roll your eyes when you noticed her uniform. She isn't part of your cell block, the off white uniform told you she is just an inmate from the far end of the jail where the basic criminals are from.

'She isn't a threat, she is probably here from some petty theft gone wrong.'

Since the time shared here , Jungkook and your relationship has been strained. You suddenly noticed that he decided to make this relationship open but just on his end. He had free range while you are expected to sit and wait for him and only him.

Do you care? At first, of course. It was painful but something in you honestly stop caring what the hell he did. After one month of being locked up things changed yet that one promise still stayed the same.

“Your now an Jeon now Baby J. I’ll protect you as long as you promise to stay loyal to me and only me.”

All that 'ride or die' shit died when the both of you got tossed in here 3 years ago and surprisingly it didn't affect you that much until he flaunted his "charm" in your face. It was only supposed to be a way to get what he wanted but now it’s beyond your control and you just , just don’t care.

The thrill and selfishness died when loyalty only became a one way thing.

"You can leave ," You sigh harshly as glancing at the girl for few seconds.

'Oh how stupid you are, your nothing to him, poor little girl'

Her hand slowly left the grip on Jungkook, lacing her fingers into his before her eyes locked with yours. "Make me,", her tone soft and child-like as her smirk grew mockingly into a wide smile showing off her bunny teeth that resemble Jungkook's.

You laugh softly letting your eyes flutter briefly. With a slowly inhale then exhale to calm yourself, you weighed the option of dolet it slide or ruin this girl. No way was you going to let a little play toy get to you.

"Yah Jeon, get your toy , before you have to find a new one again." You say through clenched jaw with a dismissive wave of a hand. Jungkook laughs before pulling the girl by her waist behind him. Jungkook whispered something in the girls ear, his hand resting on the back of her that tightened the longer he whisper in her ear. The girl only wimpers with a nod before she turns away. Only to send a glare towards you.

Jungkook laughs lightly as he watches you roll your eyes and glare at him followed by a follow me and bumping shoulders harshly against his. You make your way to the door that led out to an open field; greeting the guards they let you outside after a quick rough pat down.

There isn't as many inmates out here but multiple guards still lined up in every corner with guns loaded making you silent huf out a heavy breath of air. Even out side still felt suffocating. Shaking off this uneasy feeling, you take a seat in the grass far away from open ears to fall back with your eyes closed.

"Did you find a way out yet?" Jungkook says , sitting next to you. The brief moment of relaxation you try to achieve gone.

"I believe I did. I mapped out the whole place every time they allowed me to walk to see the council but not in block C, yet," You say softly breathing in the fresh air.

Freedom.

The two of you have been planning on breaking out of this prison for a while now and finally came up with a bullet proof plan that is surely going to work. The council denied Jungkook's and your leave a few months ago in trail (logical and proven reason to not let two crazies back on the streets) and they decided to give us life with no chance of parole.

With some help from the inside and outside the two of you were able to come up with a plan to get out and so far everything has fallen into place.

"Did you get your gang together and tell them about this ? We need everyone ready when the time is right?" You asked softly as the wind blew harshly over your face.

‘This feels so good. I can finally breathe.’

Jungkook hums in response. It's silent for a while before Jungkook speaks again. "Baby J , " You mumble a soft yeah in response as you let your eyes flutter closed again. The fresh air feels so nice, this break out is the only thing you pray will work out.

"When we get out,”

You turn your head to the side to look at Jungkook through squinted eyes as the sun shine brightly creating a halo effect around his figure. He was looking up into the sky, his head slightly tilted back as the wind blew his locks back. He looks so innocent this way, looks innocent.

"Even with no more family business or any more that careless living, you’ll stay by my side. I’ll protect you as long as your loyalties remains. Love me the same. I have everything already planned for us when we leave.”

With knitted brows you frown. Loyalty? Where was his loyalty to you? Why did he have to always treat your relationship as a business transaction or like you was one of his men he commanded? Why is loyalty only one way for him?

"How is that possible Jungkook? We are no longer how we use to be..." You say through a tight hiss. “Love you just the same as before? After I watched you fuck others.” You laugh bitterly. “You are so... selfish to ask me that.”

‘Going back to how weak I was, how lonely I was? How does he expect me forget all about this hell and all the damage I caused.? How can someone possibly forget the faces of every person's life they taken or ended? I can't even sleep at night worrying about having to fight for my life if someone caught me alone here.’ You think bitterly to yourself sitting up to glare at him.

He sighs,”Love and loyalty are two separate things. With love comes loyalty but loyalty doesn’t need love only respect and honesty. That’s what I’m asking. You don’t have to love me anymore but you owe it to me,” he whispers harshly.

“Let's not forget who landed us in Hell. I have done everything for you in here and out there before you went and fucked everything up," he grabs your chin harshly making sure you could see the anger and power he holds over you. "You couldn’t do one simple thing I ask you for once in your damn life?!"

"Don't forget all this started because of you , I did that for you..." Pushing his hand away harshly, standing up to brush the back of your prison uniform off and glared down at him.

Giving you the same glare he stands up,chest pressed to yours as he towers over you. "No one told you to do it. Yet you did it without thinking like always!"

"Excuse the hell out of me for caring for someone for once! Remind me next time so I don't make a mistake for you or anyone else," you scoff.

"Next time ? Anyone else?," he mimics in an irritated voice. "Nobody will go near you since they know you belong to me. You're nobody without me. Not here or even out there. You was a lonely little nobody who was alone in the streets when I found you and become your friend, took you in and you became my problem from day one , " he says lowly pointer finger digging into your chest.

"You have no one but me remember that," he said pressing his forehead on yours, his breath caressing your cheek. "Do you think anyone will ever trust you after that huge mistake you did."

You could feel the tears sting and threatening to fall as you closed them tightly and pressed your forehead against his harder.

"No Jungkook, you remember, You are no one without me. All these little followers you have will leave you sooner or later and you will come crawling back to me," You say softly as you throat dries out. Swallowing the lump in your throat. “I refuse to give you what you want if that makes me just a brainless minion like everyone else. I’m done being your puppet.”

He grabs your face harshly and makes you look at him. "I need no one, you should know better than that.” Your heart clutch tightly as he looked into your eyes with those deep dull lifeless eyes of his that he would normally give to someone else. He meant every word he said. He didn’t need you but he knew you needed him especially here. You would be dead at sunrise if Jungkook announces you were no longer his.

The thrill is gone, replaced with fear and regret.

You two stood there staring at each other. His hand made its way to wipe the tears that started to fall that you hadn't noticed.

"Sorry..." he breathed out as his head fell forward, "I-i went to far. I wouldn’t- I’ll always protect you, you know that right?”

'I am no longer weak, no more tears. I can protect myself’

Knocking his hand off of your face, he took a quickly glanced up to two lifeless dead eyes staring back at him.

"Two days." You simply say as the guards started to blow their whistle signaling for everyone to make their way back inside the prison.

"Two days" He says smoothing out your hair as he walks behind you back to the building. The closer the build came you felt his hand grip yours slowly locking his fingers with yours. You grip his hand tighter as you walk down the halls back to the cells but soon have to pull away since the two of you was on separate hallways.

That suffocating feeling returning.

He squeezed your hand tightly before letting it go with a small kiss to the back of it to cover the small mouthing movement that felt like the words 'two days' before handing standing straight to pull something from the waist of his uniform pants.

Two snack cakes, well smooshed and probably warm. Without a word he pulls the waistband of you uniform and places the snacks there, the band snapping and crushing the snacks more but securing them from falling out.

You wanted to thank him but Jungkook is already walking down his hall giving you a small smile showing off his bunny like teeth waving like a shy twelve year old boy before being shoved by a guard and yelled at to move faster.

Soon you were pushed along as well and shoved into your cell rather harshly. You cursed the guard under your breath as you laid back of the rusted old bunk. Your last cell mate unfortunately went to shower one night and never returned so the cell was all yours.

'Two days , and I can leave this hell once and for all.' You think as you let your eyes flutter closed. Thought of the pass with Jungkook replaying in your mind. All the good, the bad and in between making your chest tight and without knowing tears start slipping down the sides of your face quicker than you could wipe. A slight cry in the pitch black, cold damp cell.

“Love me the same,” Jungkook voice replays over and over again followed by “I need no one,”

There is no way we can go back to that life of love and carelessness. The love for him is completely gone. But at least you can still be by his side and not alone ever again. Its fine, you can continue to act as if the love is still there for a little while longer. At least you can keep telling yourself that.

“Fuck, I want to be free,” you mumble under your breath.

as i told you | drabble

pairing: jungkook x reader | fluff (do i even write for any other genre at this point) word count: 1.5k warning(s): none synopsis: You and Jungkook are still idiots, except now you’re idiots in love. 

( a look into what happens after as i told you ) ***

The truth of the matter was this: the thought of strangling Jeon Jungkook with your bare hands still crosses your mind more than it should, and that’s not what a healthy, loving relationship looks like, at least not according to Wikihow.

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I just wanna say that im so proud of kook right now , like he has grown so much throughout the series and im so emotional right now :( i cant even believe that we are almost near the end of this wonderful journey. all the characters have grown so much in their own ways. this series has one of the best character development from all the fics i have read (and i have a read alot) good work once again. im just gonna go read this again and cry bye <3 ~

When The Sun Rises (Ch.16)

01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18

Characters: Actor!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 4,997

Warnings: Depression, anxiety, mentions of past child neglect, mentions of past parental death, I promise there is happiness and hope in this.

Author’s Note: This story is fully written and will be updated weekly! It will also be posted on AO3 if you would prefer to read it there.

Summary: Everything felt numb, the heavy weight of nothingness having long found purchase in the spaces between Jungkook’s ribs. It was all he knew – to run, so far away that his fears could never catch him – until one day he couldn’t anymore. Until one day there was nowhere left for him to run; nowhere left for him to hide. And then someone came along – kind and loving and patient, the wisps of the morning rays to illuminate his endless night sky – and suddenly Jungkook didn’t want to run anymore. For the first time in his life, he no longer wanted to hide – he just wanted to be free.

Jungkook’s boots clicked along the floor as he made his way to Namjoon’s office, shoulders holding more confidence than the last time he was in the building. His fingers raised to rap against the door, the quick succession of knocks unfamiliar to his usual barging in.

A strong “come in!” resounded through the door, Jungkook carefully peeking his head through the door to make sure he wasn’t disturbing Namjoon. Once he was assured that he was in the clear, he slowly walked toward the desk, sitting down in the chair opposite.

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I know that i have been saying this again and again but , ugghh this makes my heart so warm. and i just wanna give every character a hug right now cause im so proud of them (double hugs for you too <3). and the best grandparents award goes to these amazing couple. and im so proud that y/n finally decided to move on from the town and her parents, that scene litrally brought me to tears. i dont know if you know how much of a effect your writings have on people, but you are just amazing. One more chapter to go and im feeling so much emotions right now. I'll wrap it up now lol thank you again for your amazing work. ILY<3

When The Sun Rises (Ch.17)

01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18

Characters: Actor!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 4,797

Warnings: Depression, anxiety, mentions of past child neglect, mentions of past parental death, I promise there is happiness and hope in this.

Author’s Note: This story is fully written and will be updated weekly! It will also be posted on AO3 if you would prefer to read it there.

Summary: Everything felt numb, the heavy weight of nothingness having long found purchase in the spaces between Jungkook’s ribs. It was all he knew – to run, so far away that his fears could never catch him – until one day he couldn’t anymore. Until one day there was nowhere left for him to run; nowhere left for him to hide. And then someone came along – kind and loving and patient, the wisps of the morning rays to illuminate his endless night sky – and suddenly Jungkook didn’t want to run anymore. For the first time in his life, he no longer wanted to hide – he just wanted to be free.

The first time Y/N came to visit Jungkook since they got back together was nerve-wracking, to say the least. Jungkook had managed to visit a number of times in the near six months it had been, even if they were only short weekend trips, but combined with the near daily calling or messaging, the two of them had quickly crossed whatever distance had formed between them.

The day had been spent hanging out with everyone, hopping from café to café until Jungkook and Y/N finally settled at home, curled up on the sofa under piles of blankets that were far too heavy for the season.

“Are you sure it’s okay for you to be missing this event?” Y/N asked as she looked up to his face, chin perched on his shoulder. “Networking is important.”

“I have networked enough for a hundred lifetimes, Y/N, I’d much rather be here with you.”

“But… priorities,” she pouted.

“Exactly; priorities,” Jungkook answered, pressing a series of gentle kisses to her forehead.

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i hate you, (but of course) i love you

pairing: jeon jungkook | reader genre: exes au / fluff with a dash of angst warnings: alcohol mention & cursing word count: 10,049 description: waking up hungover is bad enough, but considering jungkook’s record of drunken mishaps, his worst (and best) experience is being handcuffed to his ex, Y/N. author’s note: let me just say a huge thank you to @tendershepherd for reading this over and always encouraging my endless amount of jungkook ideas that i’m slowly starting to write <3

With light filtering between the half-drawn blinds, Jungkook’s brain has already begun the process in waking him from glorious slumber. Summer time has always been a blessing and curse because with far too much freedom in those three months without homework or group projects, he’s left with nothing but to indulge in random festivities with his friends that only leave him hungover or even more exhausted than his body can keep up with. And yet, the moment his body is sure it’s awake, he feels a pounding from the confines of his skull. This telltale sign is more than enough to tell him what he did, though the moment he tries to turn over, there’s a tug of tension at his wrist. Sirens are ringing in his head, and it isn’t just from his brain enacting revenge for last night’s stupidity. Worst of all, from the warmth of soft flesh beside him, he’s certain that he’s not the only one in the bed.

Fuckfuckfuck, he repeats like his own personal mantra. It offers no comfort, of course, but he slowly eases himself into turning toward his partner. The words still echo in his mind as he does so.

His head is still pounding, but his own breath catches halfway past his lips as soon as he realizes who’s in his bed—Y/N.

From the tufts of hair peeking out of his light blue comforter, the unruly locks that never seemed to obey even when you tried your best to tame it, to the way you snuggled deep into the plush comfort of the mattress. He used to swear you only loved him for that damn thing, and yet that was exactly two months ago. He still knows Y/N better than anyone who’s slept in this bed with him—the number itself is still pretty small—he just can’t help the panic that seems to cross his mind.

Did we…?

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jungkook scenario | fire and ice

❝ Jungkook has the gift to create fire with a snap of his fingers, and you have the ability to send ice shooting from your skin - with opposing talents, and opposing personalities to match, it’s no wonder that you hate each other… until you realise that you don’t… ❞

➸ prompt: There is a lockdown drill that’s lasting a really long time so we’re stuck in a dark room crammed under a desk together. Wanna talk about our feelings now?

➸ pairing: jungkook x reader

➸ requested by anon | 6.9k words | fluff, enemies to lovers au, fantasy au

➸ author’s note: idk what this au is to be honest… I just wanted Jungkook to have fire powers. I hope it’s not confusing!

When you first meet Jungkook the conditions aren’t exactly right for budding romance. They aren’t even right for potential friendship. Or acquaintanceship. Which is why you don’t begin as lovers, crushing on each other, nor do you begin as friends, smiling fondly. Not even as casual acquaintances, barely registering each other’s existence. Instead, you begin as enemies.

All because, after only two minutes of knowing each other, Jungkook manages to set your hair on fire.

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me, you, and this thing we have between us (NSFW)

Grouping: Reader x Jimin

Word Count: ~3.7k 

Warnings: everything is graphic and gross lmao, blowjobs (face f*cking), boob job (not the one w/ silicon inserts), cunnilingus, dom!jimin if u squint, cumplay if u squint again, dirty talk/degrading language, penetrative sex (doggy style), unprotected sex, PREGNANCY KINK that’s a big one

Summary: You’re pregnant and jimin is…happy about it

The doctors had prepped both you and Jimin in regard to the way your hormones would change now that you were expecting. Luckily for the both of you, the pregnancy had been fairly smooth for the first few months. The morning sickness was mild and the mood swings had been light, so he was very startled to wake up one Saturday morning and find you crying in your shoe closet like the world was ending.

“What? What’s the matter? Is it the baby?” He grabbed you gently by the elbow to pull you out of the slumped position on the floor.

“No,” you sniffed wetly, “God, no.”

“So, what’s the matter?”

“Look at me, Jimin. What do you notice?” He hesitated a bit, looking you over slowly. He thought he knew what you were getting at, so he tried to answer honestly. 

“You look like you got bigger.” 

“Exactly. I look like a fucking hot air balloon!”

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ugh so ducking peng

instant gratification (m)

fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth

7k, smut

WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk

01 | 02 | 2.5 | 03 (complete)

11.57am [Jeon Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.

The brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen, but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate, but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very seriously.

Swallowing back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”

You quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.

“Wait, you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your urgency to leave the room increases.

“Uhh… yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure that Sejong will call you out.

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For science 1/? -  (NSFW)

Grouping: Reader x Nerd!Jungkook

Word Count: 6.1k

Warnings/Themes: masturbation (vaginal) & voyeurism, unrequited feelings, eventual sex. is this crack yet? lol there’s a plot i swear.

Summary: Jungkook asks you to let him watch you get off. For science.

A/N: posting this now because I’ve been working on it on and off for like a month and im tired of looking at it and jk’s bday is coming up HAPPY BIRTHDAY JK and i’ll be too busy with school plus im almost 7k into the second chapter so..

part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

Your eyes burn in protest as you scroll to the top of your terminal window once more to search for the error that is fucking your code up. It’s been hours of work and you still haven’t managed to get your program to run even though the homework assignment is easy in theory. In fact it’s just like a problem that Jungkook said the professors would probably give you in your sophomore year, and here you are in your junior year seeing such an ‘easy’ question. With him, it had truly been easy, though. Jungkook was a better computer science teacher than any professor you’d ever encountered. Thinking back to early high school days has you smiling softly to yourself. 

You miss sitting closely together, heads sometimes touching, as you both bent over a problem while he explained why it looked hard, but was actually something you could do in your sleep. The wide smile he would give you when you completed competition questions in minimal time would always set your heart fluttering.

Your phone vibrating brings you back to reality. The caller ID reads ~JK~ and you swoop in to answer the call. If the time in the corner of your computer is right (and it is) he should have already opened his decision letter from the PhD department.

“Hey, what’s the verdict,” you ask as soon as you accept the call. You know there’s no other reason why he’d call you when you were supposed to meet up in a few hours for weekly game night.

“I got in,” his voice is soft, but you know him well enough to be able to hear the joy mixed in.

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instant gratification (m)

fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth

7k, smut

WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk

01 | 02 | 2.5 | 03 (complete)

11.57am [Jeon Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.

The brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen, but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate, but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very seriously.

Swallowing back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”

You quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.

“Wait, you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your urgency to leave the room increases.

“Uhh… yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure that Sejong will call you out.

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glacier’s view

☇ “She’s going to leave this place with a mark. A permanent reminder of her in the air will be present once she leaves. And she will leave peacefully, letting death embrace her, as she sleeps in an eternal life while she enters a new one.”

➣  pairing: taehyung x reader

➣  genre: fluff, angst, semi-dystopia!au, semi-enemies-to-lovers!au

➣  warnings!: implied smut, mentions of death

➣ word count: 25k

➣  a/n: holy moly this was kind of the most emotional work i’ve written i hope all of you enjoy this story just as much as i did writing it

➣  summary: everyone knows when they were born— the date of when they enter the world. everyone in this world not only knows their birth date, but also when they die, when they kick the bucket— the date of when they leave the world.

There was green, there was grey, there was red.

You remember that day so vividly, even if it were 70 years away. You remember the green, the grey, the red.

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Red and Gold (M)

Pairings: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Iron Man!Jungkook, Fluff, Scifi, Comedy, Smut

Words: 11K

Description: It’s no secret that genius, billionaire, international playboy, and philanthropist- Jeon Jungkook, better known as the CEO of Jeon Industries-and even better known as Iron Man, is one of the most intelligent, wealthy, and powerful men in the world. There’s nothing that can get to him or his ego, that is, until you happen to show up and give him a run for his money. 

A/N: It was only a matter of time before I put in an attempt to make Jungkook’s dream a reality…kind of….but not really lol…. Enjoy!  

Warnings: Mentions of Violence, Explicit Sexual Content 

Even before Jeon Jungkook inherited Jeon Industries from his late father, he was notorious for being the spoiled heir of the world’s largest weapons manufacturing conglomerate. People had constantly given him crap for being fed with a silver spoon since the day he was born, that is, until he became Iron Man and shut those fuckers up by saving the world on more occasions than one. Apparently just being a genius inventor-and part time philanthropist-just doesn’t make the cut anymore. And ever since he revealed his identity as the guy in the red and gold metallic suit, things have gotten more interesting so to say.

He had originally thought taking over his dad’s business was going to be a lot of pressure-the sort of responsibility he put off by getting drunk every other night and sleeping around with the beautiful women who would melt in the hands of his wealth and reputation. In retrospect, it probably wasn’t the greatest of ideas, but let’s just say he wasn’t quite ready for adulting at the free-spirited age of 18 and wanted to have a little fun while he still had it in him. But now that protecting the world was one of his liabilities, that sort of recklessness had to be put on the backburner. To be honest, it was getting a bit dull for Jungkook anyways, and he can’t say he didn’t like the extra attention he got for being one of the coolest superheroes in the history of superheroes.

Of course life has not been any easier-not that Jungkook ever found life to be difficult, per se-he’s a genius, remember? But there were a lot of people out there who wanted him dead or would go extremes to get their hands on his unrivaled suit of armor, so constant renewing of his self developed technology was a must. And he’s always been able to get what he desired and accomplish what he wanted, whether it was by his own efforts or what he’s been conveniently gifted by the circumstances in which he was brought into this world, for the most part at least.

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OH MY GOD THIS IS TOO CUTE ASDFGHJKL

requite

pairing: kim taehyung | reader genre: first date au / fluff word count: 4,465 description: To be clear, this is not an unrequited love. It is the gradual fall in which two best friends find themselves on a journey, navigating the waters of uncertainty on their very first, official date. author’s note: I dedicate this to my dearest @jungnoir – happy holidays, my dear. Thank you for being a lovely human, and more importantly, for being my friend. You make everything just a little more bearable <3

It all begins when Taehyung decides to change everything.

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Summary: Sometimes our thoughts get the best of us. Sometimes depression gets the best of all of us. Too oblivious to realise that we are surrounded with love. This is a story about learning to receive love, learning that you deserve love. A fun group of friends and their lives as they gradually change and grow. Sometimes bitter other times sweet much like chocolate such is life.FLUFF WITH A SPRINKLE (or so) of smut.Slow pace.

WORDS: 1183

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Chapter 4/

“Why is this so hard for you to believe? Do you have someone else? Do you not like me?” he nuzzles across my jawline, down to the sensitive part of my neck sending shivers throughout my body.

He comes up to look at me, eyes pleading. “Please. Say something. Say anything.” I made an effort to speak. “Um, it’s...I don’t really catch on these things easily, I haven’t got much experience on the matter... I am sorry- “as I was making my way around a response he drew me in for a hug, burying his nose in my hair. “Y/N, what are you apologising for? All I need to know is if we are on the same page. I understand that I might have been a bit too forward today but if you want this to happen, we can slow our pace. All I want is to be with you.” Bobbing my head in agreement, I explained that I had to process things. I needed time by myself to think and gathered my stuff to leave. He escorted me to the door, gave my hand a little squeeze and reminded me to text him when I got home.

Walking with my headphones in, allowed the music to clear my thoughts and before you know it I was home. That’s one of the most effective ways to really compose myself for the time being. Hoseok yanked the door open before I even had the keys out my bag. Judging from the noise coming from the living room I assumed Jung Kook and Andrea are here as well.

“She’s back!” he yelled with utmost excitement, dragging me in to meet the rest of the group. “You look...How shall I put it? Lost?”

My ever so caring friends began bombarding me with questions yearning to find out the events of the past two hours. I sat my ass on the couch, wedged between Andrea and Taehyung. “Where do I even begin?” I swear Jung Kook’s eyes just grew three times bigger, “Out with it already!”

“Okay! Jesus. He. He said he has been trying to get my attention for the past two months and that he has a crush on me.” I finally muster to say with a tiny voice. Looking around, everyone’s reaction was jaw to the floor. Tae and Andrea swallowed me up in a hug so tight I went numb for a minute or two. “I knew it”, Tae whispered. With a chuckle I realised that tears have already raced down my face. I hate being so emotional. I hate crying for stupid things. But then again this was no stupid thing. He confessed his feelings for me. I should be ecstatic, why was I wallowing. In my head I replayed the little moment he took my hand in his as I made my way out. I have to let him know I got home. The rest of the group remained silent waiting for me to further explain, give them a sliver of my thoughts on the situation.

Hoseok knowing me too well took the liberty to ask. “How do you feel about all this? I know that in your pretty little you are currently freaking out but don’t let fear drive you away from what could be a beautiful experience.”

“Hobi is right “Andrea jumps in, “Letting your fears dominate you will only hold you back. That doesn’t mean you should do anything you are uncomfortable with. I had to string JK along for 5 months to make sure he was serious about this. My personal view is, you should give him a chance. Yoongi and I are close, we talk a lot, and I know for a fact that Namjoon is one of the best guys out there. If not, the best” at that moment all three of the guys in the room turned to glare at her and I do the same.

“Wait. You know him?”

“I know Yoongi who happens to be his partner. Who I might had to pressure into convincing Namjoon to hire you?”

Shaking my head in disbelief and even more confused than before, “Wait, what?”

Andrea sighs, nibbling her bottom lip in guilt, “Okay so Jimin, Yoongi and I met up like four months ago. We got to talking about how everyone was, what they were doing. Yoongi mentioned his partner, Namjoon, being sick of single life and wanting to find someone kinda serious. I didn’t think of this first. It was Jimin. He was all like, this will be good for both of them, we are only going to introduce them to each other and see where it goes from there.”

“So, the three of you set us up?”

“Well, not exactly. Listen. You and Namjoon are both so prejudiced when it comes to meeting people like that. He has major trust issues, hasn’t been in a relationship cause he’s afraid he’ll hurt the other person. Not even himself. We thought we’d play cupid and see how it goes and voila. He has caught feelings.”

Mouth agape, not having anything to say, I just sit there trying to wrap my head around everything. Is that why Jimin was spamming me from his phone? I don’t know how I feel about this, honestly. I’m definitely not mad at anyone’s good intentions. That’s for sure.

Tae jumps in to hug Andrea, “I love you even more for doing this for our little baby bear.” Jung Kook who has been quiet eating all this time turned around squinting his eyes at Tae half-jokingly. “Get off my wife TaeTae before I smack your ass.”

“Okay, damn JK. Learn to share.”

“When it comes to her and food, I never share. Anyway, babe we have to get going. I assume we’ll see all of you tomorrow at ours. Y/N don’t rush it and don’t stress it. Do as you think right. I’ll give my fiancé a good spanking for meddling in other people’s business.” Andrea glared at him laughing at the same time.

“Okay mister time to get going. Goodnight guys. Y/N no hard feelings, right?”

“None.” I answer as I pulled her in for a tight hug. I close the door and turn around to find Hobi pouting at me.

“You didn’t tell us what your reaction was. You barely gave any details.”

“I didn’t say much. That’s the problem.”

“You were too caught up in your head?”

I simply nodded.

“I don’t mean to push you but he does deserve a clear answer. He is a good guy. I’ve heard from Jimin many times.”

“I think I’m going to call him.”

“If you want to, do it.”

“I think I like him.” I said stumbling around words.

“I know.”

Once in my room I grab my phone to make the call. My fingers fiddle with my case, nervously, in a moment of hesitation. I take a deep breath when upon hearing the first toot. By the second one he answers and suddenly there’s a warmth spreading through my chest. He was actually expecting my call.

pastel over porcelain- Yoongi (m)

Anonymous requested: birthday gift 4 Y/N. :–) whiny yoongi and his hands tied to the headboard, hips spasming because of the vibe up his sweet ass, cock standing proud but he can’t even cum bc of the cute little bow tied round his dick iT JUST SCREAMS HAPPY BDAY

Anonymous requested: Can you do a dom!YN with Suga? Where he’s doesnt really know that side of her and get surprised but quickly gets into it and finds that he really likes to be dominated by her. maybe some breath play aswell :p

Pairing: Yoongi x Dom!Y/n

Warnings: pegging, overstimulation, breath play, sex toys, sub!yoongi

Words: 3,423 (of sin ;0)

-soory it’s taken me a million years to write this, i promise its worth the wait lol

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THIS IS SO FUXKINF CUTE ISTG 🥰 the way he always knew and tried to show, reader being stupid the whole time istg AND THE END I SWEAR HAD ME GRINNING LIKE A FOOL 😭

freesia | oneshot

⟶  pairing: jungkook x reader ⟶  word count: 7.2k ⟶  ♫ : take you home - baekhyun, good morning - kassy, freesia - bolbbalgan4 ⟶  themes & genres: childhood friends to lovers!au, semi-bad boy!jk | fluff ⟶  warnings: none ⟶  synopsis:

Just about all of Jungkook’s life had been spent in an endless cycle of smothering you with flowers in a silent confession, but you never seem to get it.

(You did. Eventually.)

The beginnings of the fickle emotion we adoringly call love had always been tricky; the concept being like a handful of sleek sand your palm could never really grasp. They say it hits you out of nowhere, but for Jungkook, love was all he ever knew—especially when it came to you.

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death valley (m) | part 8

summary: welcome to death valley. once you’re in, there’s no telling whether you’ll make it out alive. a summer internship turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize

pairing: ot7 x f.reader smut ft: jin x reader, jungkook x reader, taehyung x reader

genre: smut. yandere. mystery. thriller. gang!au rockstar!au fightclub!au

wordcount: 9.0k

warnings: reader discretion advised. rough sex, physical roughness, sadism kink, pain kink, breast play, fingering, elevator sex (semipublic), praise kink, dirty talk, unrealistic endurance (this is one day LMAO), attempted fire play, bondage, guns, attempted shootings, knife play if you squint, spanking, degradation (name calling, slut shaming, being really mean lolol thanks jin), crying kink? lot of crying, toxic and manipulative behaviors, jin steps on you so there’s that, character death, heavy drug use, paranoia/fear, voyeurism, sex while intoxicated, me trying to put some humor where i can, sweet dom!jungkook, wild dom!jin, and a sprinkle of dom!taehyung ;) ALSO eyebrowpiercing!jungkook. very important. 

a/n: s/o soowoozoo!bts for being my inspo. 

part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | series navi | masterlist |

F L A S H F O R W A R D--

Goosebumps spread across your skin as the silence set in. The room was chilly, air conditioner buzzing in contrast to the slick humidity of the summer night waiting for you outside. The white light made your eyes ache, the walls were plain, dry, empty.

You stared blankly at the table in front of you. The sound of the pen scratching paper made you ache, remembering kinder days when you and Hobi would be goofing around and writing songs. How did you get here? How did you let this happen?

The previous night, you had dreamt of being at a concert, somewhere far from Death Valley. Losing yourself to music and molly, a soft pair of hands on your hips as you danced the night away, singing at the top of your lungs. Those same hands wrapping around your waist, nose tracing behind your ear to whisper to you how pretty you were. How hot you looked and how badly he wanted to tear your clothes off with his teeth. 

You allowing him to pick you up so easily, take you back to his car where you scrambled into the back seat. Like children. The first kiss was magic, you were glued to him and could barely move on. He wouldn’t leave you for a second, he wouldn’t let you breathe. Your lips were hot on each other, soft moans and giggles. Swallowed smiles as you drank one another in, bodies like waves crashing against each other.

Hands wandering until he had you where he wanted. Where you wanted. He loved you down so incredibly good. How he was able to tear you apart while still being so sweet, you could barely even fathom. His teeth dug into the flesh of your breasts, fingers hooking around your panties. 

His tongue ravished your figure. There was no part of you left untouched, no part of you that wasn’t completely ablaze with arousal. You would arch your neck back as he lapped away at the sweetness dripping between your legs, your hands combing through his wavy black hair.

His tongue knew where to go, he knew how you liked it, and your fist clenched as he fucked you with his mouth through and through. He always made sure you came first. Always. Every single time.

Whether you had mere minutes or long hours, he loved the way you tasted, making sure you knew that at every chance he got. Sloppy wet kisses traveled up your stomach to your chest, up your neck, hands caressing your ass, scratching your back, holding you close for a moment. 

You were whisked away into heaven, just briefly, as his thick cock would push into you. Your pussy pulling him in, wanting to feel the familiar but oh so incredible stretch that only he gave you. 

Taehyung. You sobbed as he fucked you, allowing him to kiss the glossy tears off of your cheeks as he rolled his hips, angling so perfectly to nudge deep within you. His sinister grin, his giggles, his chaos. You were in the hands of disaster but you never felt more safe. 

Why are you crying dumbass? He would find your state amusing, continuing to fuck you, thrusts long and smooth. Quick, but slow enough for you to savor each second. Your whining lost behind the wet sound of your bodies colliding.

Where are you? Are you watching this right now? You’re not really dead are you?

Stroking your cheek, he leaned down to whisper against your mouth. The words he would keep on saying, echoing back to you. Play along. I won’t hurt you.

What exactly you were playing, you were unsure. 

“Look at me” Your eyes darted up to meet Jin’s deceivingly innocent eyes. “I’m gonna ask you again, did you kill Kim Taehyung?” 

You gulped, sweat collecting onto the cold handcuffs around your wrists. Jin glanced at the mirrored wall, before letting out a heavy sigh. 

“It appears that Kim Taehyung was murdered about two hours before the party. We found your gun near the body.” Jin holds up the custom weapon Yoongi had given that was unmistakably yours. “Where were you at that time?” You felt your eyes getting heavy.

“I was” You lips were chapped, mouth clammy with a bitter taste. You looked him dead in the eye, stomach sickened by the amusement glistening within them as you struggled with your response. You knew he was getting a kick out of it. You wanted to spit on his face. You wanted to slap him, to scream, to flip the table and break out of the windowless room that caged you.

“I was with...y..” Jin smirked, leaning back. You cleared your throat, mind running a mile a minute.

“With who Y/n?”

You glared at him. He was treating this as some sort of role play. You felt queasy at the thought. Someone was dead. Dead. 

“You. I was with you”

F L A S H B A C K--

The morning rays slid through the expansive glass wall of the hotel room, causing Yoongi’s eyes to flinch, squinting as they opened and took in the day that presented itself. He sighed heavily, the weight of the previous night still on his mind. You were still asleep, but he could see through the chaffing beneath your wrists that you were not comfortable. He took the leash and fastened it to the headboard, ensuring you had no escape. 

Grabbing his keys, Yoongi quickly got dressed in a white hoodie and left the room. He needed to find out the truth for himself. He couldn’t afford to have you lying to him already. 

It was so frustrating to him that you couldn’t just be honest with him. He had been immensely open with you even if he was not proud of what he had to share. Why would you hide things? Hadn’t he proven himself to you? Hadn’t he done everything to win your heart?

Yoongi sighed. His anger issues were core to his being. It was part of his true self, but he had spent years trying to become someone you would fall in love with. All he wanted to do was make home in your heart, but no matter how many of your suitors he ended up threatening, beating to a pulp, and forcing them to bail on you, there was nothing in his power that could tear down that goddamn Park Jimin poster on your bedroom wall.

There was nothing he could do to stop you from writing small fantasies in your journal that you kept stashed in your bedside drawer. 

Yoongi would be lying if he said he didn’t come close to killing Jimin multiple times before. But he realized that would not have delivered him a solution. If Jimin died, you would mourn. You would still harbor that love for him and never have an opportunity to see what he really was. It was because of this Yoongi, with Taehyung’s helpful insight, had orchestrated a way to destroy Jimin in your eyes. 

Jimin was then introduced to Yoongi’s two weapons of destruction, Taehyung and cocaine. Yoongi worked hard to build himself up as a successful music producer. He had to be better than Jimin, had to make sure he could offer you everything Jimin could and more. 

To his surprise, you did move on from Jimin, at least the reality of him. But this fantasy of who he used to be remained pinned to your heart. After Jimin quit music, the mention of his name would still cause you to blush and smile. It made Yoongi want to throw up.

You had to see for yourself. Yoongi learned what it was that attracted you to Jimin and embodied just that. You liked that you had to chase him, you liked that he didn’t give a shit about you. You liked that he never noticed you and you had to pine for his attention. You liked that he was dedicated to his music, you liked the lifestyle he was associated with. You liked his lack of emotion and fantasized of him showing his true colors to you and only you, a sensitive, sweet, charming guy. Anger was not a part of this persona at all. 

When he felt like he had driven Jimin crazy enough with the drugs, he decided to plant rumors on stan twitter that Jimin would be signing with his label. Using his personal relationship with the singer, he was able to sign him on. He conveniently then offered you a summer internship, knowing full well you would be coming for one reason alone. Park Jimin.

Yoongi wanted you to fall straight into his arms. He rented out every available apartment for the months you were searching for a place to live, forcing you to reside in his building. He wanted to win you over naturally. He wanted you to work with Jimin, hook up with Jimin, and end up loathing him. Loving Yoongi instead. 

Jimin’s gang activity was getting on Yoongi’s nerves. Taehyung told him Jimin was in Death Valley, that you saw Jimin at Death Valley. When Yoongi heard from you, not Taehyung, that you had been kidnapped, along with Namjoon nonetheless, Yoongi had enough. He was used to giving Taehyung plenty of unsupervised jurisdiction, so Jimin’s accident was not a surprise to him. 

But you sympathized with Jimin, which was not what he wanted. He then decided to take things into his own hands, threatening Seokjin into throwing the fight to leech Jimin of every cent he had. He broke into your apartment, fucking everything up so that you had no choice but to come to him. To need him. 

And when Jin didn’t lose, he had no choice but to reveal to you who he was. Even after all his honestly, all his trust, you still lied to him. 

Yoongi was furious. He arrived at Death Valley, using the front entrance. Pulling a mask over his face, he barged in, surveying the silence as a sign that the bar was empty. Through the kitchen he arrive at the back storage room, accessible only by key, where all of the surveillance had been set up years ago. 

Monitors were spread across the wall, but Yoongi’s eyes narrowed in at one that was coming up with no feed. Your apartment. Someone had fucked with the cameras. Yoongi types away at the main monitor, enlarging your apartment footage and reeling back to find the moment the device was destroyed.

He sees Taehyung, whispering something to you. Next thing he knows the stream is blank. He grits his teeth, as all the pieces fall into place. He was a fool. How could he have been so blind? Taehyung must be in love with you. He must have, after watching you for so many years. Yoongi scowled at the thought of the ways Taehyung may have seen you, naked, vulnerable, ways that only he should. 

He had trusted Taehyung. Taehyung had only ever shown interest in money and Yoongi thought that was enough. Taehyung must have fucked you over and over again once the cameras were dead. What a whore. It made sense then that he had cut the line through his branding on you. He was the only one who could have. He had access to you and he was psychotic! He must have forced you to lie. You wouldn’t ever hide anything from Yoongi, no, Yoongi was the man of your dreams. You felt grateful that you had him, didn’t you?

He tilted his head, cracking his knuckles before he punched the glass screen, causing the feed to go haywire and sparks to erupt. Kim Taehyung. You are dead to me.

Yoongi growled lowly before picking up his phone. “It’s me. I need to see you. Now” 

-

Hobi kept his hand on the small of your back as he led you down to the hotel bar. The two of you nodded politely at the staff members who were busily preparing for the big event. The bar was empty aside for a few guests enjoying their brunch-time mimosas.

Hobi couldn’t really revel in the fact that the two of you were getting drinks together, almost like a date. His mind was too caught up in the initial shock he felt when he saw you tied up in his boss’ bedroom. He felt upset, but moreso he felt violated. He wondered if you were getting taken advantage of. Did he promise you a promotion? Was he manipulating you?

Punishing someone like that, Hobi was never one to kink shame, but it seemed a bit much. The name burned into your skin did nothing to ease his concern. Someone who was possessive, violent, impulsive. It reminded him of...

Hobi didn’t know. He didn’t know who gave him orders. He really didn’t care once the cash rolled in, but it began hitting too close to home. He wasn’t thrilled about hurting Namjoon, but two duffel bags of cash were enough for him to momentarily set aside his morals. 

“What should I get?” You surveyed the small menu of cocktails. “What’s gonna fuck me up the fastest?”

Hobi snorted, “Tequila” He twirled your hair as your gaze remained glued to the menu. The thought of you being in danger upset him greatly “Y/n...when did Yoongi brand you?" You called the bartender ordering a line of shots to which the they glanced at the clock before giving you a weird look.

“The night of the rematch” You told him, reacting before you realized what you had said. Your lip tucked between your teeth as you tried to conjure an excuse. A row of shot glasses was placed in front of you. You took one, gulping it down before letting out a heavy sigh. The bitterness burned down your throat. You basked as the liquid hit your mind, easing you slightly.

“Yoongi was at the fight?” Hobi recalled the wild night that the three of you had been at Death Valley. It was the first time he ever saw the man giving him orders. The man was tall, broad, had dark hair and wore dark clothes, face covered in a mask. Could it have been...Yoongi?

“Y/n!” The two of you turned to see Jungkook approaching the bar. He had changed his hair, the blue swapped for a short black cut, and you couldn’t help but double take at his new eyebrow piercing. 

You downed another shot, glancing at Hobi who had raised his eyebrows seeing the drug dealer. Jungkook gave you a light hug, waving timidly to Hobi. You smirked, another shot down the hatch. “Easyyyy Y/n” He placed a hand on your back as he slid into the seat next to you.

“The fuck are you doing here?” Hobi sneered. Jungkook rolled his eyes, used to the condescending treatment of gang members. "Didn’t you get stabbed or something?”

“I did!” Jungkook grinned, “In fact, that’s exactly why I’m here. I think I figured out who Mr. Bossman is, and I wanna fucking kill him”

Hobi rolled his eyes, “Oh really”

“Kim Seok-motherfucking-Jin baby. He stabbed me. He’s the one who showed up and threatened me to move out of Y/n’s apartment, so he’s probably also the one who called for the kidnapping. And he might have called for Jimin’s accident. It makes so much fucking sense”

Jin did what? There was not enough alcohol in your veins to act like you didn’t fully understand what he had just said. Jin had Jungkook move out? It wasn’t impossible. And that’s what scared you. You blinked at Jungkook incredulously, “But he’s literally a police officer”

Jungkook’s grin widened, “Exactly! It’s fucking brilliant. He’s a cop, he fights for the other side. He wins no matter what and can never get caught. No one would ever suspect him. Winning despite being threatened? Who threatened him huh? It’s a fucking ploy. You’re not dead and neither is he I bet. Kingpin. Boom”

You felt sick, knowing that Yoongi was not the only person you needed to be worried about. It was almost funny how blatantly misinformed Jungkook was. “Wow you guys are idiots.” You muttered under your breath, taking another shot before coughing roughly. Should I tell them? Why did Jin lie? Is this even the truth? Jin always tried to pin things on Jungkook, but you defended him. Hearing his words now made your head spin. He’s lying. Jungkook is lying. You wanted to scream, frustration flooding through your veins as you clenched your fists.

“I’m gonna tell Jimin and Taehyung what I know. They will give me so much money dude.” Jungkook chuckled, “And then they’d kill him, oh God finally”

Hobi pursed his lips, mouth feeling dry as he reflected on Jin’s eerie words before he shot him in the leg. He didn’t know where Jin was anymore, handing him off to be taken somewhere. It didn’t make sense. His orders were to seize Jin if Jin won the fight. Why place an order like that all? Why do any of this?

“Y/n, come with me.” Jungkook tugged at the sleeve of the oversized Nirvana shirt you had thrown on after your shower session with Hobi. You giggled, the thought of Taehyung coming into your slowed thoughts like a hurricane, tearing up any understanding you thought you had of the situation. There was only one thing you believed. Only one thing you knew with full certainty and it was all you could hold onto.

“Oh my goodness it’s Yoongi. It’s Yoongi. It’s always been Yoongi” The words spilled from your lips like the tequila that dripped down the side of your lips as you took yet another shot, giggling like a ditz. Jungkook and Hobi exchanged confused looks with each other, only making you laugh more. “I would fucking know okay!” Your laughs grew loud, “I was locked up in his fucking apartment and where the hell were all of you huh? Dumb fucking idiots!” You buckled over, laughing into Jungkook’s chest.

“Jungkook” Hobi sighed, “I gotta get back to work. Can you get her sober please?” Jungkook nodded. He held your waist tightly helping you stand, walking with you carefully to the hotel elevator.

The laughter wouldn’t stop. Passerbys shot the two of you dirty looks as Jungkook pulled you into the elevator easily. Through it’s glass walls you could see the midday skyline, where outside people hustled through life as if everything were normal. Must be fucking nice. “Y/n” Your laughs began to choke in your throat, turning instead to the sobs you tried to suppress with whatever will you had left. 

Jungkook placed his soft lips on your shoulder. Hands sliding onto your waist as he peered at you curiously, “Y/n, is everything okay?”

You shook your head, the elevator door closed as tears began forming in your eyes. Your voice croaked, “I’m dead. He’s gonna kill me. T..taehyung is gonna kill me. I...I know he will. He’s everywhere. Everywhere.” You looked around frantically, suddenly feeling hyperaware of the security cameras littered throughout the public space. “I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone...I” You hiccuped. Jungkook pulled you into a tight hug.

“It’s okay ssh” He stroked his thumbs them across your cheeks, cupping your face affectionately. “I’m here aren’t I?” You sniffled, nodding lightly. “I got you okay. No one is gonna hurt you”

You stared into his kind brown eyes. You did not trust him, your entire body was screaming at you not to trust him. His fingers danced down your figure, freely gliding over your heaving chest, desperately trying to breathe with the fear that choked you from within.

You blinked at him, eyes glancing down at his pouty lips before finding his eyes again. “Y/n” Jungkook whispered, barely inches from your lips. “I won’t let anyone hurt you okay. I promise”

Fat tears rolled down your face at his words. Jungkook clicked his tongue, cooing at you as he continued to wipe away your hears. “Oh you poor thing” He held you to his chest, kissing the top of your head, before tilting your face up to his. 

He leaned in, eyes fluttering shut as his lips landed on yours, swallowing you into him. The taste of tequila was evident on your lips as he kissed you softly, and you allowed yourself to surrender to his warm touch.

You felt heat pooling in your chest as his fingers trailed up your legs. He traced circles into the inside of your thighs, letting his fingers tease the edge of your shorts. 

“Jungkook” You inhaled sharply, his hot breath tickling your neck as you tilted your head back. He licked his lips before sloppily latching onto your collarbone, sucking down to litter your skin with wet kisses as his fingers slid down your shorts, just barely so that he could roll his hips into you.

He pushed you back against the glass, fingers trailing across your bare thighs before sliding beneath your panties. Jungkook ran a finger over your clothed folds, making you clench down. 

“Y/n” His voice sounded equally as desperate as yours, barely audible over the sound of his heavy breathing. “Fuck I missed you” You gasped as his fingers slid under the fabric. He pushed a finger in, allowing your tight cunt to accustom to it before adding another finger not long after. 

His other hand slid beneath your shirt, pushing your bra up so he could run his thumb over your nipples, his touch featherlight, leaving you breathless. You rolled your eyes back in pleasure, bucking your hips up as he slowly pumped you with his fingers.

“That’s it baby, just like that” He whispered, lips pressing into your neck. You let out a shaky moan as his fingers quickened, pumping in and out of you as you latched onto his shoulders. “Look at me. Look right at me baby”

He brought his lips over yours, just brushing them across your skin so he could gaze deep into your eyes as you fucked yourself onto his fingers. You cried out his name as the friction began to overwhelm you. His fingers easing you right where you needed them, pleasure searing through you as he watched your every move.

"So good for me” He pulled his fingers out, doused in your sticky arousal before he placed them into his own mouth. Your eyes widen as he licked of every last bit of you and smiles. “You taste so fucking good baby”

He kisses you again, harsher this time as his hips roll against you. Your fingers grip his hair as he pulls down his sweats, allowing his cock to spring out. 

“You want my cock?” He ran his tongue over your lips, tugging at them slightly as he stroked his cock. You could feel his hand moving between your legs. “You want my big cock in your little pussy?”

You gulped, nodding as Jungkook looked down, lining his tip against your folds, pushing in only slightly before meeting your eyes again. “So warm and wet for me, fuck” He pushed in further, groaning as you spread your thighs wider, allowing him to thrust as deep as he could. He stilled briefly, kissing you again “You take me so well baby fuck. So fucking tight for me. My pretty baby” He stroked your face, thumb pushing into your mouth slightly.

“Does it feel good?” He mumbled, pulling out just slightly before rolling his hips back into you. He picked up a rhythm, fucking you deep and slow, hands clawing at your breasts.

“Yeah...feels really good” Your eyes fell shut, enjoying the fulfilling pleasure of his movements. He pulled your shirt up, burying his face between your breasts as he continued to fuck up into you. 

“Mmm yeah I bet” He pushed your bra up, allowing his fingers to pinch you nipples. He took one into his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the small bud as he began to suckle you, looking up to your face and enjoying your reactions. “You’re so fucking pretty you know that right?” He sucked on your breast harshly before leaving it with a soft kiss and moving onto the other. “So perfect for me”

His thrusts quickened, driving you up the wall as his hands fell to your hips. You burying your face in the crook of his neck as you felt your high approaching. “Jungkook...I’m...”

“Yeah?” Jungkook’s voice was raspy with lust, “You wanna cum baby? Cum for me baby, cum all over my cock, wanna hear you make those pretty little moans when you cum”

You cried out with every thrust as he pushed you over the edge, and you felt your pussy burst with pleasure as you came, the sloppy sounds of your arousal echoing through the small space. Jungkook groaned as the hot liquid covered his cock, allowing him to slide in and out of you with ease. 

“There you go. Good girl. Good fucking girl, just like that” He gasped, feeling his cock twitch slightly, buried deep in your cunt, “Want me to cum inside you baby?” You nodded, whining slightly, “Yeah? You want it baby? Huh?” Jungkook’s hips thrust furiously at you, and he cupped your face, bringing his forehead against yours so he could look into your eyes as he came. “Want my cum? Want me to fill you up baby?”

“Yeah. I want it. Jungkook please,” Your whiny voice was enough to have him spurting through you.

“Holy fuck” Jungkook buckled over, holding you tight as cum shot out of him, filling you up and leaking out onto the floor.

He pulled out of you quickly, pulling up his sweats while you fixed your own clothes. Sweat painted his forehead as he looked at you, panting with a big smile on his cute face.

“I missed that” He confessed, pulling you back into him by the waist. He knelt down and pressed his lips on yours, letting his hands slide to your ass and squeeze them softly. 

You heard a familiar ring as the elevator door reached it’s destination. You jumped away from Jungkook, unable to get far as the strong boy’s hold on you remained steady. 

"I see stabbing you once didn’t really drive home the message huh Mr. Jeon Jungkook” 

You felt goosebumps spread as you heard the sinister tone of Jin’s voice. He stood leaning against the elevator as if he had been waiting for you, twirling his knife around aimlessly between his fingers. “Too bad, I unfortunately can’t kill you yet” He turned to you and winked, “Both of you come with me”

-

Sweat trickled down from Namjoon’s neck, his eyes glued to the tattered punching bag in front of him. His muscles were still sore, bruises still spattered across his bare chest. He didn’t care. He was sick of feeling helpless. Under the dim lights of the boxing gym, he pushed himself, another hit, more force, ignoring the pain shooting through his limbs with every strike.

“Don’t overdo it” Namjoon rolled his eyes at the sound of the familiar voice. “Last thing you want is to get injured again” He turned to the sound of loafers echoing across the concrete floor.

“What do you want Yoongi?” Namjoon sneered. The producer smirked slightly, patting the punching bag playfully before pacing around Namjoon.

“I’m gonna kill Taehyung, and I know Jimin is gonna break hell. I need you to protect Y/n for me. Can I trust you, Namjoon?” His voice was stern.

“Man, fuck you Yoongi” Namjoon groaned, “I put my life on the line for you constantly and you still have to fucking ask? Promise me. I want out after this. Promise me a record deal”

Yoongi shrugged, “Okay fine. I’ll sign you. Don’t let her out of your sight.” Yoongi inhaled sharply, “And I swear to God Namjoon if you even think about touching her, you’re dead to me. And I will know if you do.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes, lips parted, desperately trying to catch his breath. “Yeah okay. Just get me my fucking record deal”

Yoongi pursed his lips, pulling out his phone and handing it to Namjoon. “Paperwork is ready. You have one job. Don’t fuck up again” Namjoon clenched his fist as Yoongi chuckled in amusement. “I have some business I need to deal with personally. Keep her safe Namjoon, please”

-

You gagged, a puke-ish feeling clogging your throat as you coughed out. Your head was throbbing with pain as you squinted against the gleaming lights from the chandelier above your head. Glancing around, you realized you were back at Jungkook’s place, large dark wooden floors adding to the ambiance that just screamed rich in your face. The plushness of his large bed evident beneath you. 

You get up slightly, peering across the room where you see Jin handing a large duffel bag to Jungkook, whispering something into his ear. Jungkook nods eagerly, shaking Jin’s hand before exiting. He turns back to you, smiling as he realizes you are awake.

“Hey party girl. Recovered from our little day drinking session have we?” Jin chuckled. You scowl, searching around you as your throat desperately demanded water. Jin handed you a glass. “I just got Jungkook caught up, but you and I need to have a little talk” 

You exhaled before emptying the entire glass down your throat. “I know everything” You scoffed in spite, “I know everything you did, you fucking maniac”

Jin smiled wide at the term, “I know. Jungkook told me you think I was behind all of the stuff that’s been going on, stabbing him and kidnapping you. I mean,” Jin laughed, a tinge of condescendence in his voice, “You don’t actually believe that do you? Like, seriously how dumb are these guys. At least you’re smart”

You frowned at his tone, unsure of how to respond. Jin raised his eyebrows at your silence before continuing, “Oh come on Y/n. Use that little brain of yours hm? What the hell would I be gaining from all this? It was Taehyung.”

He extended you a hand, helping you out of the bed and pulling you up to stand before him, “What did he tell you huh? That he’s Yoongi’s friend or some shit? Taehyung doesn’t give a fuck about Yoongi. And I know you know about him screwing over Jimin. He’s trying to take over both gangs, not just Jimin’s, and he’s been lying to you this whole time.”

The bargaining chip. “What do you mean?” You followed the flat echoes of his footsteps down the hallway into the same office that you had Jimin tied up only a few days ago. You suppressed a smile as you noticed the curtains were still torn.

“He’s distracting Jimin and Yoongi with you. He wants them to get up against each other so that he can sway the gang loyalties towards him by showing that their leaders priorities are off. Look here” Jin motioned towards a laptop on the large desk, playing security footage of what appeared to be Death Valley’s parking lot, where people were loading bags of cash into what could have been Taehyung’s car. “He’s robbing them. And you know what else Y/n? When he’s done with all of this, he’s gonna kill them both.” 

No. No way. Betrayal stung you as you process Jin’s words, “You’re just a pawn in his game. You were bait. He just needed to you get Jimin and Yoongi to fight amongst each other. And you let him, didn’t you?” Jin chuckled, patting your cheek. “I know he kept telling you that you could trust him. That he wouldn’t hurt you. It was bullshit Y/n. This man only cares about one thing. Himself”

You thought back to the first night you laid your eyes on him, back when his hair was a faded green, his sweaty tan skin contrasting his dark leather jacket. The look of familiarity in his eyes and the gleam from his diamond studded watch. You were a fool. He strung you along.

“Where is he?” You growled, “I wanna hear it from him. I wanna ask him myself”

“Absolutely. In fact, if you’re up for it, I was wondering if you would be down to do another little mission for me” Jin winked at you. You scowled, folding your arms over your chest, “If we don’t kill him first, he’s planning on killing Yoongi tonight before the party. I know because I got him to let me in on his little coup” Your heart dropped, “You don’t want that do you?”

"No” You blurted. 

“So let’s kill him first. Come on, let’s go get you dolled up for this party”

As you left the office, you couldn’t help but notice a familiar figure standing at the other end of the hallway.

Namjoon? Your eyes locked with his. He pressed a finger to his lips before pointing at Jin and shaking his head. What is he trying to say. Namjoon seemed to have a warning look in his eyes. You simply shrugged at him, before running down the hall to catch up with Jin.

Namjoon exhaled, watching from a window as Jin and you drove off, likely heading to the hotel. Looking at his palm he saw the way his nails left imprints in his skin from how hard he was clenching his fists. Namjoon wasn’t necessarily a fan of Taehyung, but he knew a thing or two about him from Yoongi. Taehyung would never kill people. He was averse to it for some reason, Namjoon always thought it was ironic for him to be a gangster given that quality. Taehyung could torture anyone, threaten anyone, but he didn’t have it in him to take a life. 

Which meant that Jin was lying to you. Namjoon never liked Jin. Even aside from all the hits he had taken from the strong man, he always felt something was off about the guy. He feels uneasy about what he had just seen transpire, and decided to go find Yoongi. 

-

“Do you want some coke?” You were in the middle of washing your face when Jin walked in with a bag of powder. “I could use a hit, I don’t know about you”

“Oh hell yes. Thank you” He poured out a line on the bathroom counter using a quarter, watching with a small chuckle as you inhaled the drug, nose pressed against the cool marble. You sighed, wiping your nose and flashing a big grin in the mirror “Damn. I needed that. I didn’t know that you use”

Jin bit back a smirk, “I do.” He poured another line on the same place, this time taking a hit himself. “A lot”

“Oh. Officer Jin is a druggie like the rest of us huh” You teased. Jin poured himself a gin martini, taking a sip, eyes alight with amusement. “Does that turn you on ever? Do you ever have a hottie cuffed up and they’re like please Officer does that..you know..turn you on?”

Jin’s eyes widened at you “Not any hottie, no. Now if I had you cuffed up saying that” He chuckled, pulling you to him by the waist “That’s a whole other story” You pushed him away playfully.

“What?” Jin said mockingly, “Don’t remember that night where I gave you the best orgasm of your life?” His traced his lips up your jaw, and you could feel his smile against you.

“Wow. Cocky are we?” You raised your eyebrows. “I’ve had some pretty good sex in my life. Hard to say if that was the best”

Suddenly, Jin pulled his knife from his back pocket, glancing in the mirror as he traced the blade across your neck just enough for you to feel the sharp cold metal glide on your skin, pinching without actually making you bleed. “Don’t even lie. You loved fucking me. Don’t you remember? How fucking wet you were?” His breath was hot against your lips, but it was the look in his eyes that had you weak in the knees. 

Taking his knife, he slit clean down your shirt, tearing it off of you to reveal your bare chest. “On the floor slut” His whispered, flirty demeanor now shifted into something dark. Something feral.

You gulped, taking care to slide your bottoms off, not wanting him to slice them up before lowering yourself down onto the tiled bathroom floor. 

Jin set the knife aside, pulling out his lighter and setting in on the counter before shedding his own clothes, even he kicking off his shoes. He lifted his foot, and you watched with a curious gaze as he placed his foot on your chest. He kept the weight off of you, much to your relief, and you couldn’t help but feel absolutely filthy as he rolled your breasts under the sole of his foot. You had never done anything like this. It seemed so dirty, but felt so good. 

“Oh my god Jin” You gasped as he switched onto his other leg, taking his foot and shoving it into your mouth, watching in amusement as you gagged over his toes.

“Look at you. On the fucking floor. Naked little whore. Letting me do whatever I fucking want.” He removed his foot from your mouth, letting you catch your breath before you looked up at him with quivering eyes.

He felt blood rush to his cock at your expression. Licking his lips, knelt down, climbing over you to gently trail his fingers where his foot had been moments ago.

“And you love it” He sneered, letting his nails dig into your breast, “You love the pain don’t you you fucking slut?” When you didn’t answer he grabbed your jaw, pushing his fingers into the edge of your mouth. “I asked you a fucking question”

“Y...yes” You exhaled. You felt his fingers tease your clit, teeth tugging on your lobe as he laughed darkly.

Jin reached for the martini glass “Turn over” He growled. You found yourself with your breasts pressed flat against the floor, Jin’s cock pressing into your ass. You gasped as he poured the drink onto your back. “This is gonna burn. And you’re gonna take it like a good girl. I know you are, you let Yoongi do it so I can too”

“Wait what” Jin pressed your face down with one hand while the other grabbed his lighter, “Jin. Hold on.” Your voice rose in fear, which only turned Jin on more. He watched as you writhed under him, trying desperately to get away. “Jin seriously. That’s not funny”

“Shhh. You can take it” He cooed, flicking the flame on he slowly lowered it to your skin, bringing it nearer and nearer to the doused skin. You yelped as you began to feel the concentrated heat. Your entire body was petrified. “Enjoy it baby. You like it. You love it. You let Yoongi do it so why can’t I?”

“Jin. It’s not you, I'm just not ready for something like this please” Jin cocked his head aside in irritation, stopping the lighter before it actually touched you and tossing it aside. “I didn’t let Yoongi brand me he just did.”

Jin stilled momentarily. “And you still love him? Even though he did that?”

You didn’t answer. That alone was enough for Jin to rage. He slammed your face back down, the blow giving you a dizzying sensation that hat you getting wetter by the second. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He growled, “How can you love someone like that?” He pulled your face up, bending you back until you were flush against his chest. “I don’t want any of them touching you again. You understand me?” He let go, giving you whiplash as you fell back to the floor. “Ass up. Now” He spanked your ass hard, causing you to yelp. The stinging pain vibrated to your core. You couldn’t help but love every second of it. 

Jin knew that you were scared of him, he could feel it. He could also see the way your thighs would clench whenever he did anything to you. You were his favorite drug. He was going to ruin you.

He grabbed his belt from the pile of clothes on the side, “Hands under” He demanded, rolling his lip through his teeth as you obeyed him right away. He took the belt tying your wrists to your knees under you.

He took a moment to admire his work, your shivering body all his for the taking. You had no where to run. He had you now. “Who gives it to you the best him?” Pulling you towards him by your thighs, he didn’t care that your knees would burn against the smooth tile as he lined his cock up with your folds. He spat down, a glob of saliva landing on your ass before he used his cock head to rub it all over you. He could hear your shaky breath, your whiny moans that made him want to fuck you even more. 

He slapped his palm  onto the curve of your ass, bending over your to growl into your ear “Filthy whore. You disgust me. You let them all just do whatever they want to you, don’t you have any fucking self respect?” He could see his words were hitting close to home. You pursed your trembling lips as Jin smacked you again in the same place. 

“When will you fucking learn huh? This pussy” He reached his hand to harshly cup your cunt, shoving two fingers inside you without warning. “This pussy belongs to me. You’re mine. My cockslut whore” Taking his fingers out, he shoved them into your mouth “You taste that? That how desperate your needy little cunt is for me”

Your legs were strung together, making it all the more painful when he finally began to push his cock inside you, using his fingers to scissor you open so that he could get deep inside you. His length pushed against your tight walls, your cries and curses only motivating Jin to push further. 

“Who owns this cunt huh?” Jin pulled your hips back, burning your knees each time as he pulled you on and off his cock. Your ass slammed into him with each blow. 

“You do. Holy fuck, you do” You gasped, practically screaming as your whole body ached with pain and pleasure. 

“That’s right baby” He pinched your clit, making you yelp as he flicked at it, pounding into your relentlessly. 

“J..Jin” You mumbled, lips still half pressed on the floor, “Jin please. Feels good” Jin scoffed, “Gonna cum...gonna cum” You inhaled loudly as you felt your high approaching. Your eyes clenched shut as he edged you closer and closer, fingers furiously attacking your clit until he stopped.

You let out a loud sob as Jin yanked you up by your neck “You really thought I would let you cum whore?” His grip tightened, cock twitching at the way your voice sounded choking, the water streaming from your eyes and the drool at the edge of your lips. He kissed you, licking it all up in the process.  

“Look in the mirror. Look at how pathetic you are. I want you to remember the only person who’s ever gonna let you feel this good” You looked at your reflection, seeing only your faces and the way Jin’s nails dug into your neck. He pushed you forward so that your chin was on the countertop. You coughed out, watching as he resumed his thrusts, punishing your clit with the jarring movements of his fingers. 

You screamed, pleasure crashing over you in a wave of tantalizing heat. You gushed onto his cock, tears falling from your eyes due to how overwhelming the sensation was. Jin continued to whisper filth right into your ears but you could no longer hear anything. Your vision became hazy, not minding the blow when Jin shoved you back onto the floor and pounded you to his own release.

On the other side of the wall, Namjoon leaned his head back and sighed, glancing down to see his cock in his hands, now completely covered in cum.

-

Taehyung chewed on his gum nonchalantly as he paced around the luxurious hotel, checking out all the fun features. The pool deck was nice, the lobby exquisite, and his favorite part, the cafe, smelt delicious. 

Yoongi had asked to meet him in his suite. On his way there he ran into you, and you knocked his breath away. He always thought you were beautiful, but tonight you looked elegant. It was such a surprising contrast to your usual getup, but you looked amazing. He was about to tell you just that when he finally registered the hurt look in your eyes.

“You liar” You slapped him with everything you had. Taehyung backed away in surprise. “How could you use me like that? Over and over again. I trusted you. You were really the only one I thought had my back. Without a fucking doubt” You lunged towards him for another hit but Taehyung held your wrist firmly.

“What are you talking about? When did I use you?” Taehyung looked around frantically, “Calm down okay, let’s go somewhere and talk this through.” Your eyes flared in anger. 

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down! You’re gonna kill them!” You screamed. Taehyung squinted, noticing the slight redness in your eyes. He sighed in understanding, pulling you by the wrist into a corridor. 

“Y/n. Breathe. Tell me what’s going on” Taehyung attempted to calm you down but you were enraged. “And what the fuck are you on?”

Admittedly, you and Jin had ended up doing many more lines of coke, perhaps even molly, you were no longer sure, but you washed it down with the bottle of gin, finding it unprecedentedly hilarious that Jin liked to drink gin martinis. 

“You used me! To fuck with Jimin! And Yoongi! You lied to me! Everything you said was a fucking lie, everything you did, every stupid word that came out of your stupid mouth was a lie! You just want power. You’re selfish, and...and...you’re gonna KILL them” A dramatic gasp left your lips, Taehyung almost laughed, “You’re gonna kill Yoongi. I...I can’t let you do that”

You pulled out your gun, cocking it and pressing it against Taehyung’s chest. He instantly put his hands up. “Y/n. Y/n stop. That’s not true okay you’re not thinking straight. Don’t do something you’ll regret”

Your hands trembled around the gun “You’ll kill them. You’ll kill them both...I can’t let you do that”

“Hold on!”

Too late. You pulled the trigger.

-

Hobi wandered through the parking lot looking for his car. His eyes narrowed on a familiar vehicle, thinking back to when he had loaded the drug money from the last fight. 

So. Is that guy Yoongi then? The one I kept seeing? Hobi wandered over to the car. Peering inside the passenger window, his eyes locked on a small item on the floor of the car. He squinted to read it, it appeared to be some sort of credit card.

He stepped back, realizing what the name on the card was. He glanced around before taking the end of his gun and ramming it into the door handle. The door creaked open, allowing Hobi to swipe the card up. He slid it into his pocket, before hurriedly returning to the hotel. 

-

Namjoon’s eyes widened as he watched you pull a gun out on Taehyung. He had been thoroughly entertained as you yelled and slapped him, knowing full well that you were high out of your mind. 

Namjoon couldn’t understand Jin’s plan at all. He had eavesdropped on everything so far, as per Yoongi’s orders. Why would Jin ask you to kill Taehyung, why wouldn’t he just do it himself? He knew you would hate yourself if you actually killed him. 

He had also been thoroughly disappointed at how easily Jungkook had bought into Jin’s agenda as well. The things people do for money. Namjoon sighed, realizing that he was pretty much acting on similar motivations. 

You were ready to pull the trigger, and Namjoon was almost certain you wouldn’t do it, until he saw your finger begin to curl. He ran towards the corridor as fast as he could.

“Hold on!” He yelled, but it was too late. Taehyung’s eyes flew shut.

Namjoon blinked, not hearing the familiar gunshot sound. You looked equally confused, glancing down the barrel of your gun. Taehyung let out a shaky sigh of relief, sliding down the wall.

“It...was a blank” You mumbled. Namjoon rushed to your side, pulling you away from Taehyung. “What the...what was I just about to do?” His heart clenched as your lips parted in shock.

“Taehyung are you okay?” Namjoon asked. Taehyung nodded, clearly shaken up but managing to get a hold of himself. 

“What the fuck is going on?” He growled, “Who gave her a gun? And who gave her drugs while she had a gun? Fucking hell”

Namjoon stroked your back as you let the gun drop to the floor, the weight of your actions finally hitting you. 

“I’m so sorry. Taehyung I...” You looked into his eyes. Those eyes that always left you questioning what was really going on in that pretty head of his. 

“Yeah. Jin fucking fed her some interesting stories about how you’re using her. At least I hope they’re just stories” Namjoon peered at him. “I’m Namjoon by the way, we haven’t officially met”

Taehyung shook his hand “Hi Namjoon. I heard you make pretty decent music” He chuckled ironically, “Y/n, I need you to tell me everything Jin said. There’s been some sort of misunderstanding, I promise you I wasn’t taking advantage of you.”

Namjoon made a face, exchanging a glance with you as you nodded slowly. Namjoon was not entirely sure he should believe Taehyung. He supposed it wouldn’t matter, when he knew that Yoongi was planning to kill Taehyung anyways. The more information he had, the better he could at least keep you out of trouble. 

P R E S E N T  D A Y--

Security escorted you and Jimin out immediately as the media broke into a frenzy trying to figure out what had happened. You had hoped your acting skills had convinced him. 

After Taehyung sobered you up slightly, the three of you had sat and schemed. Using everything the three of you knew, you were able to figure out that it really was Jin behind Jimin’s accident, your and Namjoon’s kidnapping, as well as Jungkook’s attempted murder. He was able to do all of this using Hobi’s help, but Hobi seemed not to know that he was receiving orders from Jin.

The question remained how and why. 

“I know you’re not going to believe me. So I have proof” Taehyung pulled his phone out, pulling up a recording of Jin tied up somewhere.

All I ask, is that when the dust settles, Y/n is mine. And I get to kill them. My way

You felt queasy seeing his earnest expression through the film. Namjoon’s jaw clenched, recognizing crazy when he saw it, wishing he could have knocked the guy’s brains out beforehand.

“Listen to me. This guy is dangerous. I don’t really understand why he’s doing all of this. He said he wanted to help me, but clearly there’s some other motive here. Otherwise he wouldn’t go behind my back.” Taehyung muttered.

“The only way to know what he wants is to see what he does next” Namjoon pitched in. 

You glanced between the two men, feeling weirdly relieved that you finally had some solid answers. Having Namjoon by your side after so long was the best thing you could ask for at the moment, and you clung to him, hands wrapped around his arm tightly. He thought it was cute.

“Let me fake my death. Let’s see what he does.”

The drivers took you and Jimin to the precinct. You looked around for Namjoon but he was nowhere to be seen. Your eyes met Jin’s briefly as he signed some paperwork. He winked at you.

“Can I have the body taken to get an autopsy report please?” You weren’t phased by this. Taehyung had said he had enough contacts to make it truly believable that he had died. Jimin’s face was void of emotion as he watched the stretcher go past with the body on it.

You left the hold on his hand, your blood running cold as the body nears you. It was loosely covered with a white sheet, but the arm hung out limply from the sight.

That watch. That’s his watch.

Jimin pressed his lips to the top of your head, sliding his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer to him “You okay babe?” 

“I...no yeah, I’m just shocked” You stammered. You looked up at him, allowing him to place a loving kiss on your lips.

Jimin felt for you, he really did. He himself was generally an emotional person, it was not something he ever tried to hide. But he always felt like his emotional energy was valuable. He didn’t feel the need to cry. Not for Taehyung.

Jimin stroked your back softly, “It’s scary, I know. I know baby, but don’t worry” He licked his lips, eyes briefly meeting Hobi’s from across the room. Hobi gave him a knowing look.

“Don’t worry. It’ll all be over soon”

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a/n: WOOHOOO. the fun is really gonna start now. did you miss yoongi? don’t worry, he’ll be back. drop your theories in my asks! who killed taehyung? what’s jin’s deal? 

smut pairs are up for next week! poor oc, she really needs to eat some food. yikes.

see you then & thanks for reading <3 happy juneteenth! 

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