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AGAINST THE RULES

Combination: JungkookxWoman!Manager

Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Girl Reader, Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, Min Yoongi

Rating: 18*.

Genre: ⚤ Get.

Tags: from friends to lovers, alcohol, drunkenness, Jeonguk idol, reader girl, disreputable, dirty talk, smut, passionate kissing, drunken sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, refusing to orgasm, pussy eating, finger orgasm, "daddy kink" .

Samri: "You consider me sweet?" - Jungkook suddenly asked you. You were taken aback. "Um... I think I've always thought you were sweet, haven't I?" - You joked. But at that moment, your joke (or your truth) was taken differently. Jungkook came closer to you. You could just see his big chest in front of your eyes. When you looked up, you realized that Jungkook was very, very close to you. "So does that mean you like me?" - His voice was low. Your eyes turned into nickels. "Jungkook!" you shouted. "What are you talking about?" - You wanted to run away from Jungkook, but in a moment you were pinned against the wall. There was no way out. Controlling yourself and not getting feelings for any of the memebers was the number one task. Besides, you're not allowed to do that. The company rules strictly forbid it. But it was with Jungkook that you had the hardest time. Because he always showed special feelings for you, and you stubbornly thought that he was just being caring. You thought that right up until this moment.

From the author: Hello, guys. So I finally finished it. The story turned out to be quite long. Please read it to the end. I have to admit that this is the dirtiest thing I've ever written. I also have to say that I'm still a bad writer, so don't get mad at me for making mistakes! I remind you that English is not my native language, so there may be inaccuracies in the text or grammar. By the way, this story is completely fictitious and does not claim to be accurate. I don't know what duties BTS managers have, so this is completely my imagination. I hope you enjoy it!

***

"Waiter, another bottle of soju!" you hear very close to your ear. Jungkook's voice rings in your ears, and it goes through you, making you flinch. Jungkook leaned slightly towards you to shout, thinking the waiter would hear him better. Near bar next to the guy who was serving your table, bustled over to bring you another bottle to order.

You were sitting at a large table with the entire Bantan group and several managers. You were the BTS manager for their tour activities. You were in charge of their accommodation, food and leisure activities during the world tour. You also had to keep track of their schedule and make sure everything was on time. Some organizational issues regarding the concerts or its details sometimes fell on your shoulders as well. But despite working almost 14 hours, you couldn't say that you didn't love your job. Since you were an energetic and sociable person, you felt like a fish in water at this job.

You worked with the boys from BTS for almost two years. Despite your young age, you successfully passed the interview and proved to be quite competent in your work. You had good organizational skills and coped well with the challenges you faced almost every day.

You found a common language with the memebers right away. They were all responsive and attentive. Despite the popularity of the BTS, they were just ordinary guys to you. You spent a lot of time with them and they were almost like family to you. All seven guys were like older brothers to you. But sometimes you scolded them when they broke the schedule or did something for which you had to punish them. This usually only happened to three of the memebers. The fans called them "maknae-line". So Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook often did different things, so they were the ones you paid the most attention to. As for the professional work, you had no complaints; these three were the best. Your work began backstage. You especially had to keep a good eye on their behavior after the concert. And when it came to the celebration, you had to be especially attentive. Because the Mackne's liked to have a good time, and when they were drinking, like all young guys, they often like to do something.

Tonight was such an evening. After the third day of their concert in Chicago, the guys wanted to celebrate the end of their performances in that city. The guys invited only the closest members of the staff team, and of course you were among them.

Maybe it was a coincidence or some simple luck, but it turned out that there was a Korean restaurant not far from the hotel. Of course, everyone wanted to go there. You were the one who found this restaurant.

It was getting close to midnight. Tomorrow at 12 o'clock after breakfast, you and the rest of the BTS team are scheduled to leave for Los Angeles to continue the US tour. You looked at your watch for the third time in a few minutes. You were nervous, because everyone at the table had been drinking heavily, and they had probably forgotten that they had to wake up early tomorrow to leave for the trip.

Jungkook, who was sitting next to you, noticed that you often looked at your phone. He noticed that you only turn on the phone screen but don't click on it anymore. He concluded that you wanted to end the meeting. But he didn't think he'd had enough to drink. And the party was in full swing. You all had arrived at the restaurant just a little over a couple of hours ago. Jungkook didn't want to end the party.

"Manager," Jungkook called to you. He leaned over your ear. You flinched at his hot breath on your ear.

"What is it, Jungkook?" - You asked awkwardly Maknae. His closeness confused you. He seemed so big against you. He put his hand on the back of the chair you were sitting on. Jungkook was very close to you. And you tried to ignore your heart, which was beating fast.

Jungkook was a year older than you, but you agreed with him right away that there would be no formal language between you. Taehyung also wanted you to talk to him informally, but the fact that he was three years older still didn't allow you to erase the boundaries of respect and the rules that were established in Korean culture. That's why it turned out that Jungkook was the only one you talked to informally.

"Why do you look at the time so often?" - Jungkook asked. "Do you really want to end our celebration?"

"That's my intention!" you confessed. "Tomorrow we have to go for Los Angeles at noon. How long do you think it will take me to get all of you?" Jungkook chuckled. He knew you were right. But yours group hadn't been sitting down in restaurant very long.

"Yes, it will be difficult. But Manager, I know how organized you are. You'll definitely be able to handle this task." - Jungkook praised you. You knew exactly why he was doing this. He was probably trying to convince you to stay longer.

"Yes, Jungkook, I can handle this task. But we'll stay here until 11:00 p.m., and then we have to go back to the hotel." - Jungkook frowned a little.

"Why are you doing this to us? Don't we deserve to rest? We work so hard during our concerts." - Jungkook asked. You wanted to answer him that it was for their own good, but you were interrupted by the arrival of a waiter who brought more alcohol. Jungkook immediately lost interest in you. He turned away and joined the others who wanted to drink.

The celebration at the table was going very well. Everyone had a good drinking and discussed the last three concerts. You barely participated in the discussion, occasionally laughing at the jokes that were being made in the company. After drinking a lot of Coca-Cola, you had to go to the bathroom. On the way to the bathroom, you looked at your watch. It was 23.20. Everyone was supposed to leave for the hotel 20 minutes ago. You were determined to disperse everyone after you returned from the restroom.

The restroom in the restaurant was far from the main hall where you were sitting. To get there, you had to go down to the basement. The interior of the restaurant reminded you of home. The style of the whole restaurant perfectly reflected the culture of Korea. You went down to the basement and headed for the women's restroom. Despite the late hour, there were a lot of customers in the restaurant. So when you entered the women's stalls, you had to wait.

When you finished your business in the restroom, you intended to return to gather everyone to go home. Out of the corner of your ear you heard two girls talking about how it might be difficult to get a taxi at this time, as there is usually a lot of traffic at this time.

You came out of the restroom and on your way to the stairs, you ran into Jungkook. You almost literally ran into him. Or he it was you? He grabbed you by the shoulders, almost hugging you, trying to stop you both.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" - He asked still holding you in his arms.

"Oh. Jungkook, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to knock you down. I was in a hurry to get to you all."

"To us?" - He asked again.

"Yes. I heard it might be hard to get a taxi. We should all go to the hotel now." - You said. It was only then that you realized you and Jungkook were hugging. You gently pulled away from his embrace.

"Who told you that?" - He asked. His eyes were half open. You noticed that Jungkook was a little drunk.

"I heard it from the girls in the restroom." You paused, looking at Jungkook. "Did you going to the restroom? I won't keep you here. I'll go tell everyone that we're leaving, and you just finish what you need to do and come back.” - You wanted to leave, but Jungkook blocked your path with his hand. You froze for a moment.

"I was actually looking for you." - Jungkook said, still holding his hand to stop you from leaving. You took one step back, indicating that you would stay.

"You were looking for me? What for?" - You asked with interest. Standing in front of Jungkook in the empty corridor, you couldn't help but notice again how big and tall he was compared to you.

Jungkook had a good male figure. To be honest, you thought he was the most attractive of all the memebers. His broad shoulders and tall stature filled the space around you.

"You seemed sad to me. I was wondering if you were okay?" - Jungkook asked. He was always so attentive to you. You smiled tiredly.

"Oh. Jungkook, you're so sweet." - You said. "I really appreciate your concern, but I'm fine. I'm really just tired." - Jungkook watched you the whole time. His eyes roamed over your face. "Her face is so pretty" was only in his head.

"You consider me sweet?" - Jungkook suddenly asked you. You were taken aback.

"Um... I think I've always thought you were sweet, haven't I?" - You joked. But at that moment, your joke (or your truth) was taken differently. Jungkook came closer to you. You could just see his big chest in front of your eyes. When you looked up, you realized that Jungkook was very, very close to you.

"So does that mean you like me?" - His voice was low. Your eyes turned into nickels.

"Jungkook!" you shouted. "What are you talking about?" - You wanted to run away from Jungkook, but in a moment you were pinned against the wall. There was no way out.

"Manager, don't you think we have some chemistry?" Jungkook didn't touch you. But his hands resting on the wall in front of your head caught you in a trap.

"Jungkook, you seem to have had a lot to drink. Why are you suddenly talking about this? Or did I just happen to be the most attractive person here?" - Jungkook smiled at your words. He didn't answer. You noticed with horror how he was looking at your lips. You were afraid that he would have the courage to kiss you. Somewhere deep down, you wanted him to, too.

Controlling yourself and not getting feelings for any of the memebers was the number one task. Besides, you're not allowed to do that. The company rules strictly forbid it. But it was with Jungkook that you had the hardest time. Because he always showed special feelings for you, and you stubbornly thought that he was just being caring. You thought that right up until this moment. You were worried that if you were caught with Jungkook in that state, your job would be over.

"I didn't really drink that much." - He was quiet for a moment. "Manager..."

"Let go of me, Jungkook. We have to go. If someone sees us together they might get the wrong idea! Let's not cause any trouble!" - You said sternly. But it didn't work on him. Your seriousness made him laugh. "Did I say something funny?" - You were angry. Jungkook chuckled. You realized again how close he was to you. You could smell his perfume.

"You're so beautiful when you're angry." - Jungkook said through his laughter. "I love making you angry." - You tried to calm down, but all you could think about was how you was going to get his ass handed to him tomorrow.

"Manager, I've been wanting to talk to you about us for a long time. We've been spending so much time with you lately. I started to notice that you're always around me. We're always sitting next to each other and we talk a lot about topics unrelated to work. I started thinking about you. It seemed to me that something was happening between us. You know, like we're attracted to each other." - You stood there as if mesmerized by Jungkook's words. Analyzing everything he said, you concluded that you really do spend a lot of time with him. But your work is directly related to the Bantans. You have to be around them all the time. But you didn't consciously notice that you were around Jungkook the most.

"Jungkook... I don't think this is the right time. Let's talk to you tomorrow. You'll be sober and we'll take our time." - You suggested to the guy who still had you trapped.

"I don't want tomorrow. I want to discuss this right now." - Jungkook came closer, pushing you tighter against the wall.

"Jungkook!" you cried out. "Let's do this. We'll go to the hotel and talk." - You were trying to save yourself somehow.

"Promise?" - Jungkook's big eyes shone with hope.

"Yes. You have my word." - With that, Jungkook stepped back, releasing you.

***

The situation with the taxi turned out to be true. For everyone to get to the hotel, you had to call at least three taxis. But hailing even one was a real hassle.

After a while, and after all your repeated attempts to hail several cars, you managed to order a taxi. Since you were the most sober of them all, you controlled who would ride in which car. You successfully packed the first car with some of the memebers, namely Jin, Hosok, Namjoon, and two of your colleagues.

The next car arrived right after the first one left. After gathering everyone else, you watched them all get into the car. Yungi took the seat nearby driver’s. Taehyung and Jimin took the back seat, leaving only one seat left. You and Jungkook looked at each other. And you realized that there was not enough room for the two of you. Jimin, who was looking at you at that moment, also realized what was happening.

"Come on, Jungkook-ah, sit down and the manager will sit on your lap. That's the only way we'll fit." - Jimin suggested.

"Oh no." You immediately said. "If you don't mind..." - You asked the driver. "Will you take the boys and come back for me?"

"Or come for me. I'll wait for, Manager you go with the boys." - Jungkook said. But the driver refused to you two.

"I'm sorry, miss, I can't come back for anyone. I already have an order. So get in the car and let's go. You're holding up my work." - You didn't have much choice, so you had to sit in Jungkook's arms as Jimin had suggested earlier.

As you were leaning on Jungkook's lap, the car started moving. Jimin, Taehyung, and Yongi were discussing something vigorously and loudly. All you could do was think about the situation you were in. Sitting in Jungkook's arms was comfortable, as much as you didn't want to admit it. You tensed up thinking that this would make your seat easier. Jungkook held you with both hands. One of his hands supported your legs, which you placed between his and the Jimins'. His other hand held your waist. You could feel his body heat and smell his perfume and wondered how much longer you would have to endure this torment. You were just remembering how Jungkook had pushed you against the wall of the corridor when you heard him whisper in your ear.

"Manager, relax. You're so tense. I'm not going to bite you." - You looked back at him. His eyes were sparkling and a smile was playing on his lips.

"It's okay," you smiled awkwardly. You stopped talking. Laughter and loud conversations continued in the car, and you asked the boys to be a little quieter because it might distract the driver. The boys quieted down and started talking more calmly.

The trip from the restaurant to the hotel took a maximum of 15 minutes, but given the traffic on this Saturday night, the trip took a long time. You were in traffic and you looked at your phone. It was almost one in the morning. You blocked the phone in frustration and looked out the window, trying to assess the full scale of the tragedy.

The boys were discussing something and you didn't listen to their conversation. Jungkook made a joke and all three of them, including him, couldn't help but laugh. You were about to scold them again, because you noticed how nervous the driver was, when suddenly you felt Jungkook's hand slide down below your waist. It was right on your buttock. You froze, unable to believe what had just happened. Jungkook was laughing so hard at his own joke that he buried himself in your hair laughing. He was shaking with laughter and you were shaking with him. You wiggled in his arms, thinking that he would think that you were uncomfortable sitting there, but he didn't even notice.

"Guys, please calm down. The driver is already nervous, and you're making noise." - You was nervous. All four of boys tried to calm down. A few seconds later, the car moved off.

As the car continued to move, the members calmed down and continued their chatter. But Jungkook was not going to take his hand off your ass. He liked it so much that he started stroking you. You got angry and leaned over to Jungkook and whispered in frustration.

"Jungkook, if you don't take your hand off my ass in a second, you're going to get a good beating." Jungkook smiled slyly. He smelled of alcohol.

"Your ass is so good. I think it's just perfect for my lap." - His words made you feel hot and nervous, worried that Jimin would hear what Jungkook said. But luckily, when you looked at Jimin, he was busy arguing with Taehyung.

"Jungkook. I'm warning you. You're literally walking on a knife's edge today." - You wanted to take away the hand he was holding on your buttocks, but Jungkook grabbed your hands gently. He grabbed you with one hand, the one he used to hold your legs. You jerked your arms a couple of times and felt him grabbing you tightly. So, to avoid attracting attention, you calmed down. "Okay, Jeon Jungkook. I'll take care of you at the hotel."

"I'll look forward to it."

***

Jungkook was hot. The alcohol coursing through his veins gave him a feeling of absolute freedom of action. He felt like he could do anything. Right now he wanted to be close to you. He liked the way you were sitting in his arms. He remembered holding your waist and stroking your ass. He could still smell your perfume in his nose.

There were thousands of thoughts going through Jungkook's mind, and almost all of them were about you. Jungkook had liked you for a long time, especially on the outside. You had big eyes and a pretty oval face, and your lips were plump. He couldn't help but like you, and in his opinion, many people must have liked you. The thing that fascinated Jungkook the most about you was your eyes, they were a gray-blue color. He thought he could look into your eyes for hours. This unusual color of eyes for his nation attracted him like a magnet.

Jungkook's normal days were so busy that there was no time for any romantic relationships. But everything has changed since you started working for the company. At first, Jungkook was a little embarrassed when he saw you, but after you spent more time together, he realized that you were a very comfortable person. You understood his humor and he liked yours. You were caring and attentive. Over the past year, you became noticeably closer. You often spent time at the company, or went out to lunch together, or rode home together. Jungkook felt comfortable with you and you with him.

Jungkook trailed behind Jimin and Taehyung. You walked with Yoongi, who asked you about tomorrow's schedule. You talked to him, but your mind was far away. You were nervous because you knew you had to talk to Jungkook. But you were determined that it wouldn't be today. Because Jungkook was drunk, and there was no point in talking to him. And the topic of the conversation was not exactly pleasant. You were nervous that you were being too intrusive, so Jungkook thought you wanted more than just a working relationship. But that wasn't the case. You were really attracted to Jungkook like a moth to a light, and you admitted it, but you should have been more careful about your behavior. You blushed at the quick memory of sitting in Jungkook's arms and what he did afterward. Emotions were raging inside you. You realized that your feelings for him were out of control, but you should realize that nothing could happen between you. Jungkook is an idol who can't have a relationship. And you are his manager, who can't have a relationship with a subordinate in any way. So you're determined to talk to Jungkook tomorrow and work things out.

The guys and you got into the elevator to go up to your rooms. Jungkook was behind you. You could feel how close he was again. The guys were drunk and joking around, their laughter loud. You tried to act calmly, paying attention to Jimin, who was laughing loudly, but you noticed in your peripheral vision that Jungkook was looking at you, and you felt hot. He was literally staring at you. And of course, Jimin's sharp eyesight caught it.

"Jungkook-ah, stop staring at the Manager like that. He seems to have a crush on you." - Taehyung and Yoongi were now looking at the two of you with interest. You let out a loud exhale.

"Jimin! Don't talk nonsense," you said, a little annoyed. You were tired and really wanted to rest after a busy day, so you were in no mood for jokes.

"Why do you think that I say nonsense?" - Jimin was indignant. He walked over to Jungkook and hugged him around the neck. "Just look how handsome Jungkook-ah is. You know what a desirable bachelor he is. You have a great opportunity to get an international playboy." - The boys giggled. Jungkook laughed too. The way Jimin advertised him was always hilarious.

Luckily for you, the elevator arrived on the floor where the memebers' rooms were located. Your room was one floor up. You got off at the floor with the guys to make sure they would all end up in their rooms and not go out.

You could barely get Jimin to go to his room because he was winking and throwing ambiguous phrases all the way. The last person you had to take to his room was Jungkook.

You walked to his room in silence and stopped.

"Good night, Jungkook. Tomorrow at 10:00 you have to be ready. So get a good night's sleep." - You squeezed the words out of your mouth.

"I thought you were coming to my place. We were supposed to talk. You promised me." - Jungkook stared at you with his doe eyes.

"Um... yes, I did." - You confirmed. "But it's very late and you need to get some rest. Can we postpone this conversation?"

"No Y/N. You have to keep your word." - Jungkook unlocked his room door with his key card and opened it with a gesture inviting you in. You looked at the open door and then at Jungkook, who was waiting for you to come in. You were hesitant to go in. After checking that no one was there and that no one was following you (because you had a feeling that Jimin might do something like that), you hesitantly entered Jungkook's room.

You went inside and stopped almost at the entrance. Your legs felt like lead. Jungkook, who came in after you, almost bumped into you.

"Come in, Y/NI!" said Jungkook somewhere above your head. After waiting a few seconds, he passed you and went deeper into the room. You felt your heart go into overdrive. It was pounding so loudly that you were afraid Jungkgook might hear it.

Jungkgook's room was spacious in white colors. In the middle of the room was a large bed that was neatly made. The room smelled nice, but you couldn't put your finger on what it was. You thought it looked like chocolate.

Jungkgook was standing by the table, which was located near the window. You noticed a bottle of alcohol in his hands.

"Are you going to drink again?" - You asked, sounding annoyed.

"Will you drink with me?" - Jungkook answered your question with a question.

"No," you said and watched him open the bottle and fill the glass. He took one sip and looked at you. When your eyes met, you felt the blood rushing in your ears. You don't know how long you looked at each other, but it seemed like a very long time. You thought about what you had to say to him. For a split second, you wondered what Jungkook was thinking. You wanted to read his thoughts.

In fact, all Jungkook could be thinking about as he looked at you was how he was kissing you. The way his hands explore your every curve. But he needs to control himself. But at that moment, his thoughts were so obscene that he wished he could make them come true as soon as possible. Even though he was drunk, he couldn't force you into any kind of contact. He would wait until you let him.

"Jungkook!" you began, wanting the conversation to end quickly. "Are you sure you want to talk now? I still insist that we talk tomorrow!"

"No, let's not put it off. We have to settle this matter." - Jungkook replied. You exhaled loudly. Jungkook took a few more short sips.

"Okay. I'll tell you how it really is." - You say. The famous Korean nodded in the affirmative. "Of course, we spend a lot of time with you, but you realize that this is my job. I have to be there for you almost 24/7. Somehow, it turned out that we hang out together the most, but I think it's because we're almost the same age and I consider you interest..." - Jungkook looked at you dispassionately, playing with the glass with the half-finished whiskey in it. "Don't get me wrong. We can't have any kind of relationship with you because it's against company rules. If anyone even finds out that I was in your private room at this time, I could get in trouble." - You sounded serious. Your eyes couldn't look at Jungkook directly, so you looked anywhere but at him. You also thought back to the moment in the taxi and warned Jungkook that if he ever touched your ass again, you would kill him.

Unlike you, Jungkook didn't take his eyes off you. It was like he was mesmerized. He didn’t heard half of what you said. Because he was busy looking at you. You were wearing a black top and a long-waisted skirt. Actually, the skirt wasn't too short, it was just above the knees, but as far as Jungkook was concerned, who kept his eyes on your legs, it showed enough of your slender legs. Over the top was a summer raglan that covered your shoulders. Jungkgook looked you up and down and concluded that you were too attractive for him to stand there and just stare at you.

After he finished the last sip of whiskey, he put the glass on the table and walked over to you. You were silent as Jungkook approached you. You reflexively began to move away, wanting the distance between you to remain the same. Because when Jungkook was at least a few steps away from you, you felt calmer. You guessed that you might like to feel his closeness and you might give in.

Unfortunately, you couldn't move far away. The ominous wall was almost behind you.

"Manager, why do I feel like you're afraid of me?" - Jungkook asked you. He stopped when he was close to you again. You didn't know it, but Jungkook really needed to be as close as he could be.

"I'm not afraid of you, Jungkook. I just feel comfortable when you keep your distance." - You admitted. Jungkook's eyebrows flew up at your words. Surprise graced his handsome face. You were looking at Jungkook and losing control. Your eyes fell treacherously to his lips. The silver piercing on his lip glistened as it caught the light from the lamp. Jungkook leaned toward you. Your faces were separated by a few centimeters.

"Could you go against the rules of the Manager?" - He asked.

"Yes. But not in your case." - You were adamant. Outwardly, yes. But in your mind, you were already imagining what Jungkook's lips would taste like.

"Why not? Who will know there's something between us?" - He said. Unbeknownst to you, he came even closer.

"It's too risky. You already break the rules too often, Jungkook. And in our situation, it's even worse. Don't think only about yourself and your whims. You need to realize that the connection between us could cost me my job." - You hoped that what you said would have an impact on Jungkook.

"I understand everything. But what am I supposed to do? You're driving me crazy!" He almost whispered the last words. "You walk around me all of you caring. You bring me food all the time and make sure I eat on time, you wait for me to come over for company, you call me when I drink like you know me like the back of your hand and control how much I've had. You wear those short skirts to drive me crazy. You joke with me about sleeping on the same couch and think it goes unnoticed?" - Jungkook was quiet for a moment. You listened to his deep breathing, the sound of which made your heart beat faster. "Do you have any idea how hard I'm working to control myself? I could have gotten close to you many times, and as you can see, I really thought about you. I know you might get in trouble. But damn, Y/N am not in my right mind anymore. It's hard for me to be around you because all I can think about is you. You're constantly in my head. Whenever you appear somewhere, I want to look only at you, listen only to your voice. I always want to touch you. Even now you are so close to me, and I cannot touch you. Because I respect your space. But you know what? I want to kiss you so badly." - Jungkook confesses. He approaches your lips but doesn't kiss you. You can almost physically feel his lips on yours. "You have to give me permission."

"Permission?" - You whisper. "Do I have to say something like 'green light'?" Jungkook chuckled.

"You can say it like that. It doesn't matter to me. I want you to be completely sure of what you want." - Jungkook said this against your lips. His hot breath , whiskey-scented breath burned you.

You felt like you were about to fall over because your legs didn't want to obey you. Suddenly you forgot all the words you had said earlier. There were thousands of butterflies in your stomach that made you tremble. You couldn't even imagine that Jungkook felt the something way about you. All the two years you've been working closely with the Bantan’s, you've been trying not to feel feelings for anyone. But let's be honest. When you met Jungkook, you almost fell in love with him at first sight. You tried to act like a professional, so your behavior seemed cold. But the things Jungkook said a few minutes ago unconsciously showed you that you also wanted to be around him as much as possible. Your job was a great cover for your true feelings.

Standing in front of Jungkook now and feeling all the warmth of his body, you realized that you wanted to take that risk. It was so dangerous, but Jungkook was what you wanted right now. Breathing heavily, you said, "If you want to kiss me..." - Jungkook stared at you with his big, coal-black eyes. "Do it. Kiss me!" - You breathed out. Jungkook didn't waste a second when he getting the so-called "green light" from you. He covered your lips with his. His lips were warm and soft, and the silver earring contrasted, giving a bit of coldness. His tongue touched your teeth, asking for permission to go deeper into your welcoming mouth. Seeing no reason not to let him, you opened your mouth and Jungkook's tongue intertwined with yours. He kissed you passionately. His tongue danced in time with yours. He occasionally caught your tongue and sucked on it. It was an interesting sensation. You could taste the whiskey Jungkook had recently drunk. You couldn't decide whether it was the passionate kiss or the whiskey on his tongue that was making you drunk.

You were still pressed against the wall. Jungkook put his arm around your waist, and the further you two deepened the kiss, the lower his hands went. He put his hand under your skirt and grabbed your ass. He squeezed it in his hand, deepening the kiss. From this contact, you felt a growing excitement somewhere in the bottom of your stomach.

Jungkook finally pulled away from your sweet lips. He continued kissing your neck. He left chains of short kisses, savoring every inch of your skin. As he kissed you, he whispered compliments under his breath. "My sweet, you are so damn good." - He said, and a little too enthusiastically, he left a few gaps. The slight pain you felt when Jungkook left the hickeys on you made you even more excited. You felt that your underwear was already wet. But you weren't the only one who was very excited. Jungkook's bulge pressing against you through his pants indicated that he wanted you too.

After leaving a few red marks on your tender neck, Jungkook decided that it was too hard to stand. He took your hand and led you to the bed. Jungkook kissed you passionately once again using his skillful tongue, and after moving away half a step, he grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt and decided that the clothes were becoming a big obstacle between you. He took off his shirt, exposing his upper body. You looked at his perfect abs and toned chest. His right arm was covered with tattoos that attracted all your attention. You had long dreamed of looking at those tattoos in more detail. His body was so beautiful that you felt yourself blushing. You wanted to sit down because your legs refused to hold you up.

Jungkook looked at you intently as he continued to undress. His gaze radiated absolute lust. He licked his lips as he undid his belt. You felt the blood boiling in your veins. You felt yourself getting hot. Jungkook smiled slyly as his pants fell to the ground. The guy was left only in his boxers. His bulge was so big that you gasped. He was like a Greek god standing front your eyes. Jungkook clearly liked your reaction because he laughed smugly.

"I look pretty good, don't I Manager?" he asked with a hint of pride in his voice as he approached you. You tried to say yes, but Jungkook didn't let you, he leaned down and kissed you. His wet lips met yours again, and his tongue plunged greedily into your mouth. Your head was spinning and you knew you wanted more. Jungkook straightened up and now you were looking up at him from down to up. He took your chin in his hands. He brushed his thumb across your lips.

"Did you know what, Manager? I feel like I could kiss those lips forever." - You don't even have time to react to his words, because with one sharp movement you find yourself on your feet. You stand front him. And when you look into his black eyes you realize that they completely absorb you. You realize that Jeon Jungkook has to get you completely.

He reaches for your riglan and takes it off. "I think it's getting in the way of both of us." - He comments on his actions. Following the riglan, Jungkook takes off your top, leaving you in your bra. After his hands reached for your skirt, he undid the zipper and it fell down. Jungkook noted to himself that your black underwear looked too sexy on you. He imagined that when he seen you many times before he hadn't even realized that you wore such sexy underwear. For a moment, he reminded what you looked like in the morning before the main rehearsal of the concert. You were wearing mom jeans and a shirt. Pretty simple clothes, but it must have that underneath was something exactly like what you were wearing now. You were so fucking hot.

There was something special about Jungkook undressing you himself. You really liked it. In a matter of seconds, you're standing in front of Jungkook without a bra. He keeps his eyes on your breasts. He can feel his erection growing and his boxers getting very tight. You feel goosebumps cover your entire body when Jungkook reaches out and touches one of your breasts. He gently squeezed it in his hand, playing with the nipple. He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth and then the other. His tongue caressed your pink buds. Jungkook sucked on one of your nipples. You felt a pain that increased your excitement.

After he finished with your breasts, he pulled you to him. "So, do you like hard or soft sex?" - Jungkook asks you with a sly smile. You follow every movement of his plump lips.

"And which one do you prefer?" - You ask instead of answering. A laugh escapes Jungkook's lips.

"Oh. I like it hard, but I can be quite gentle." - Jungkook says. "But I want you to be comfortable, so you have to tell me if you don't like something." - Jungkook gently leads you to the bed, and then you're on your back, pressed against his muscular body. Jungkook kisses your neck and your desire grows. You spread your legs so that Jungkook can fit comfortably between them. His cock is pressing against your pussy and you want him to fill you up as soon as possible. "So what do you say? How do you want me to treat you, baby?" - Jungkook asked you again.

"You can treat me however you want!" You finally answer.

"Ahhh! You shouldn't talk like that. If you let me do too much, I can't promise you that I'll restrain myself."

"I'm interested in what you have to offer me." - You say. Jungkook pulls away from your neck and your eyes meet.

"Are you sure?" he suddenly says seriously.

"Absolutely. Do whatever you want with me." - You repeat. Jungkook smiled ominously.

"Fine. But honey, if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me." - He says affectionately. You nod in affirmation and Jungkook pounces on your swollen lips again.

Just when you're losing the taste of his honeyed lips, Jungkook pulls away from you to free you from your panties, which have definitely become superfluous on your body. His knotted fingers penetrate under the elastic and he slowly pulls them off. And after a few very long seconds, you find yourself completely naked in front of Jungkook. His eyes are focused on your pussy, and you see his eyes go completely dark. He lets out a moan so low that you think you might have imagined it. But no. He really did it. You meet his gaze and smile shyly. No man has ever looked at you with such eager eyes.

"You're Y/N's fucking dream." - Jungkook says in his low voice that radiates absolute excitement. You blush at his words and quietly glad to yourself that he hadn't turned on the lights in the entire room earlier. The only source of light was one of the floor lamps by the table.

Jungkook asks you to lie up higher on the bed. You listen to him and lie down comfortably almost at the headboard. Jungkook takes your legs in his hands and gently spreads them apart. He thinks he should undress completely, but he's so eager to taste your juicy pussy that he postpones this idea for later.

He moves closer to you and lowers himself against your chest. Jungkook wants to kiss your breasts again. And when his wet tongue rests on one of your nipples, you moan. Your moans are the best melody for Jungkook's ears. He continues to kiss your breasts, and then goes down covering your body with many kisses. And when he finally finds himself at the level of your welcoming pussy, he grabs your buttocks in his hands. "Open your legs wider for me, baby." - Jungkook asks. Again, you obediently do as Jungkook says.

You fall apart into a thousand little pieces when you feel Jungkook's tongue on your clit. He runs his tongue over the sensitive center a few times, and then he completely engulfs your clit in his mouth. Your moans become stronger in direct proportion to Jungkook's tongue movements. He skillfully moves it up and down, making you feel a growing orgasm. You can't lie still as Jungkook kisses your pussy. Your hands ball up into fists, you squeeze the fabric to somehow relieve the insane sensations that Jungkook's tongue gives you. You realize you're getting close when Jungkook suddenly pulls away from you. You look at Jungkook and see that his entire beard is shiny. Your juice is running down his chin.

"Did my sweet girl want to come without my permission?" - He says as he licks the rest of your cum. Jungkook smiles slyly as he crawls over to you and kisses you. You can taste yourself as Jungkook's tongue rushes into your mouth. "Can you taste how sweet you are?" - He asks you.

"Yes!" you say, looking at his lips and breathing heavily.

"You're such a little whore. I knew it." - Jungkook says and returns to your pussy. He kisses you gently down there and then orders you.

"You won't cum until I tell you to!" Jungkook looks at you carefully. "If you do it without my permission, you will be punished!"

"Yes, darling!" you say, with a fake submissiveness.

"Say “yes Daddy”!" Jungkook asks. You are surprised by his request. You've been afraid of the word because you've heard so many bad stories from your friends who used daddy's kink and it didn't work out well. You had to admit that you liked it when a man dominated you during sex. You didn't have many partners. And almost all of them were boring in sex, but the man who was your first partner was a dominant. He was the one who provoked your passion for this kind of behavior during sex. In the case of Jungkook, you felt his strong influence on you from the very beginning.

You wanted to obey his every demand. And when you heard him ask for "daddy's kink," it was as if you felt the spark inside you reignite and grow stronger. You wanted Jungkook to absolutely dominate you tonight. Your senses told you to trust him completely. So without hesitation, you accept his request.

"Yes, Daddy!" you moan these words and lick your dry lips. Jungkook lets out a growl or a moan and leans against your center again.

He works magic with his tongue. With each passing second, it's getting harder and harder to hold back your orgasm. You're trying not to fall apart, so your moans turn into whimpers.

"Jungkook!" you cry. "I... I can't hold back anymore." - Jungkook doesn't stop what he's doing and continues to kiss your delicious pussy. He turns his gaze to you to admire what he's doing to you. "I really can't take it anymore! Let me..." - You beg. You start to tremble all over. "Jungkook let me come!" - You almost scream. Jungkook takes a second to say.

"Call me 'Daddy' if you want me to listen to your requests!" - Jungkook says. While he is talking to you, he has replaced his tongue with his finger. Your torture continues, but now with Jungkook's fingers.

"Daddy. Please let me come!" - Your pleas excite Jungkook more than ever, and he feels very tight and painful in his boxers. His balls are straining and he wants to shove his cock inside you.

"Okay, love. Come on, do it for me." - Jungkook leans down to your pussy and engulfs your clit with his tongue. He sucks it lightly, but it's an incredible gesture for you. You almost instantly come on his tongue and Jungkook feels your clit twitching. The orgasm given by Jungkook sends you straight to heaven. Bliss spreads through your body and you clutch the sheet until your knuckles are white with incredible feeling. You instinctively want to move your legs to facilitate your orgasm, but Jungkook holds you with his hands, preventing you from doing so.

Finally, he rises above you, and you still can't calm. Jungkook smiles smugly as he wipes the rest of your juice off his face. He licks his fingers, which had traces of your cum on them. While you were trying to calm down, Jungkook took off his boxers. He stand out front the bed and you saw his big, thick cock drooping down. You knew for sure that Jungkook was going to be big, because the bulge that was hidden under his black boxers told you that you should get ready. He was erect and purple. A large thick vein ran through his entire cock. Jungkook took his handsome cock in his hand and rolled it a few times. A few beads of cum fell from the head.

Jungkook was approaching you. As he crawled toward you , you could see his cock springing. You opened your legs to allow Jungkook to get in position. When he lay on top of you, you felt his cock touch your cunt. A surge of desire made you wet again. Jungkook kissed you. He also kissed your tender neck.

"Jungkook?" you suddenly called out to him. He purred without taking his eyes off your neck.

"Mmm?"

"I want to make you feel good too. Let me suck your dick." - You say and feel Jungkook's lips stretch into a smile.

"I've been wanting this that for so long." - He says, looking at your beautiful face, holding his gaze on your lips. "If you knew how many times I've imagined those beautiful lips wrapped around my cock." - Jungkook touches your lips with his finger. "But I think we're not going to do that tonight. Because my desire to fuck your desirable pussy is stronger." - You smile. Jungkook is acting possessive, but you have the feeling that he only wants to satisfy you.

"But I want you to feel good too. Just like me." - You say.

"I feel very good. I've never felt so good before." Jungkook replies and your lips are one again. He slides his fingers inside you and you feel the pleasurable feelings start to build up again. He moves his fingers intensely, setting a certain pace.

"Do you take any birth control?" Jungkook suddenly asks.

"No" you answer.

"That's too bad. I don't have any condoms." - He worries.

"I'll go to the pharmacy later and buy some pills. So don't worry." - You reassure him.

"Are you sure? I can do it with my fingers. I don't have to enter you!" - Jungkook says. But you don't agree.

"I'm 100% sure. And I want to finally feel your cock inside me!" You say. After you say that, Jungkook get out his fingers from you and positions himself near your pelvis. He throws your legs over his shoulders. His purple head is already at the entrance. Jungkook can feel how wet you are as he starts to gently insert his cock.

"You're so wet for me!" - He says in a low voice that turns into a whisper. "So fucking tight."

New sensations fill every inch of your body. As Jungkook's cock gradually fills your cunt, you feel pain. You haven't slept with a man for a long time, and you haven't had such a big cock inside you never. The pain of his penetration is not terrible, but rather blissful.

When Jungkook is completely buried in you, he freezes, giving you and himself time to get used to it. Jungkook swears at the sensations your pussy gives him.

"Fuck. You're so tight, baby. I could cum just from coming inside you." - Jungkook whispers into your lips. He gives you a quick kiss and gets comfortable to start fucking you. Your head spins as Jungkook starts to move inside you. At first, his movements are riddled with pain, but after a few minutes, the pain is replaced by bliss. You start to moan and Jungkook speeds up his pace.

Your body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, just like Jungkook's. You grabbed Jungkook's biceps and every time he pushed his cock deep and hard into you, you squeezed his muscles.

"Do you like feeling my cock inside you?" - Jungkook asks you, not slowing down. You moan loudly, trying to express your pleasure to him. "Tell me, love. Did you want me to fuck you to the point of insanity?" - Jungkook's movements become sharper and deeper. He reaches your uterus and you almost go crazy with these feelings.

"Yes! Oh yes, daddy. I love your cock so deep inside me. I want that you to cum inside me." - You say.

Jungkook wants to change his position. He pulls out of you and you regret it. He asks you to turn over on your stomach. You end up on your knees and your back is bent. You spread your legs so that Jungkook has better access to your entrance. He adjusts himself at your entrance with the head of his cock against you. With his free hand, he strokes your back, drawing patterns.

When Jungkook enters you again, you hear the sounds of your wet pussy. You're so wet that he can slide into you perfectly. Jungkook makes a few thrusts to get to know where your G-spot. And when a loud moan escapes your lips, he knows what he has found. Staying in the right position, he presses his beautiful muscular body against you. His breath burns your ear. Jungkook finds your clit with his fingers and makes a few strokes.

"Are you ready, love?" - He whispers. "I'm going to fuck you really hard!"

"Yes, daddy. Fuck me really hard!" - You beg. Jungkook grabs your earlobe with his teeth and bites down lightly.

Soon Jungkook straightens up to fulfill your request. He begins to move deeply and somewhat roughly inside you again, knowing that this is how he will give you the most pleasure. Wet sounds come from your pussy as he slams into you with each new stroke. Your moans are loud and your eyes roll with bliss. You feel your pussy clenching every time he enters and leaves it. You feel the wave of orgasm rolling over you. You bite your lip to keep your moans down.

"Come on, my love. Do it! Cum on my cock!" says Jungkook. And you do it. You come all over him. You moan a long moan to announce your orgasm and Jungkook hisses "yes" without slowing down. He fucks your pussy so hard that he comes himself. After a series of hard thrusts, you feel Jungkook's hot cum filling you. His cock pulses inside you releasing his semen. Jungkook stops and you hear both of you breathing heavily. He stays inside you for a few more seconds and then pulls his softening cock out of you.

You collapse onto the pillows, catching your breath. Your throat is dry and your body is shaking. You roll over onto your back and meet Jungkook's gaze. He looks at you and then comes closer to kiss you. He hangs over you and you hug him around the neck.

"If I had known you were so beautiful when you cum, I would have done it a lot sooner!" - Jungkook smiles slyly. You are embarrassed to hear such a compliment. Jungkook gets off you and sits down next to you. He puts his hand on your hip.

"How do you feel?" - Jungkook asks, breathing heavily.

"I'm fine!" you reply with a shy smile. Jungkook smiles back at you reflexively.

"Do you want to take a shower?"

"Oh, yeah. I need to do that." - You want to cover your body with a sheet, but when Jungkook notices, he doesn't let you.

"What are you doing Y/N? Are you trying to hide your beautiful body from me?" - Jungkook lies down next to you and grabs your arms. They are trapped right above your head. "Don't ever do that again. I don't want you to cover up." - You smile again, embarrassed.

"Okay, Daddy. But you have to let me go, it's almost 3:00 in the morning. I have to go back to my room!" you say. Jungkook looks at your lips.

"I don't think you're going back right now. I have a new desire to fuck you again!" You are shocked. Jungkook was so insatiable.

"Jungkook you can't be serious. You just did that. Do you want to leave me completely exhausted so we can't leave for Los Angeles tomorrow?!" you protest. You try to get free and find yourself pinned down even more.

"I don't know when we'll be able to do this again. You weren't enough for me." - Jungkook leans down to your chin and moves his nose along your jawline.

"Jungkook... I really have to go." - You sound a little disappointed. Jungkook finally gives up and after one last peck on the cheek, he lets you go.

Jungkook sits in just his boxers and watches you get dressed with pleasure. When you are fully dressed, he walks you to the door. You are about to walk out when Jungkook grabs your arm. You watch as he literally fights the urge to not let you go.

"Y/N, we don’t really talked about us. What do you think about everything that happened?" Jungkook's voice is serious and depressed.

"Uh... yeah. We really didn't talk. I..." You try to find the right words. "I don't want to rush things, but I'm thrilled that this happened. Let's analyze everything and talk in a more relaxed atmosphere."

Jungkook nodded his head in the affirmative.

"Okay, baby. Whatever you say is fine. I'll wait until you're ready to discuss it again." - You stop talking and you feel the air thicken around you. You don't understand why it's suddenly so uncomfortable. But then Jungkook pulls you into a hug. You lean against his strenth chest.

"I don't want you to leave." - He says above your head. "I won't be able to sleep now." - You smile.

"I don't want to go either. But I have to get to my room without anyone seeing me." you said.

"Did you like it?" - Jungkook asks.

"Are you really asking me that?" - You say flirtatiously. "How could I not like having sex with Jeon Jungkook?" - The guy laughs from your words. When he stops laughing, you relax. "I am in awe of you!" - You say and lift your face to Jungkook's. He kisses you, but differently. This kiss is gentle and careful. And you feel the butterflies come to life again in your stomach. You're enjoying Jungkook's lips, but no matter how much you don't want to end it, you have to. You pulled away from Jungkook and left him in the room and finally walked out.

You don't remember how, but you got to your room quickly and quietly enough. When you went inside, you didn't turn on the light and sit under the door. You felt euphoric in every fiber of your body. Sex with Jungkook. It really happened. You couldn't even imagine that it would ever happen. But it happened and you had to deal with it somehow. You didn't know how you would behave later in the morning when you saw Jungkook again, but you knew one thing for sure: you were irrevocably and completely in love with Jungkook. And you had no idea what to do about it.

Riding him like the slut I am. I just want to bounce on his big dick every night and rub my pussy on his clothed jean cladded thighs.....let him fuck me like a whore and suck on his dick like it's a fucking lolly while he eats my pussy and plays with my huge tits.....I will let him fuck me all naked in front of everyone . Let everyone see me being Jungkook's slut while he fills my pussy with his cum. Lots of creampies and sex....yummy 👅

daddy please rail me ......want him to ruin me and fuck me like the slut I am .......want that chain to dangle above me as he pounds his big fat cock inside my pussy and fills me with his cum

Crybaby - 3 (m)

— synopsis: he calls you crybaby, crybaby. but you don’t fucking care.

alt: Jungkook doesn’t want to leave you.

↳ pairing: jungkook x reader

↳ genre: smut, fluff

↳ rating: r-18/18+

↳ word count: 12k

↳ warnings: the usual dom!jk x sub! reader, ddlg themes, reader is small in height, degrading terms, he’s aggressive this chapter YIKES, jungkook gets turned on seeing you cry, manhandling, uses of rope and a vibrator, kinky sex, size kink, multiple orgasms, rough intercourse, jk’s a sadist, throat fucking, dirty talk, teasing, very possessive jk, and aftercare!!! there’s also some tooth melting fluff to (hopefully) balance everything out ;)

A/n: Before anything else, I want to repeat saying that everything written here is purely fictional, consensual, and doesn’t mirror the mentioned artists’ personality in real life.

Jungkook thinks you’re the most adorable person in the entire world.

“How did you even fall in love with me?” you ask innocently, resting your head on his lap as you both let Edward Scissorhands play in the background. You didn’t even want to watch it in the first place but of course, a little bit of his desperate ‘please’ and puppy eyes always wins your meek heart.

He wraps his hand around your jaw, leaning down to kiss your lips tenderly. Giggling from the sudden impromptu kiss, you feel his soft, supple lips fondle with your own so gingerly. His grip on you tightens before he pulls away with a smirk, noticing the blush on your cheeks.

“So suddenly, baby?” Jungkook mutters as he feeds you a spoonful of Reese’s ice cream he holds in one hand. Looking down at your endearing face, he replies, “Don’t you remember our arcade date? That’s when I confessed my love to you.”

“Yeah, but…” you ponder, “Did you plan it all along?”

Jungkook shuts his eyes before giggling, his dimples peeking through his cheeks. Watching black strands of hair fall down right in front of his eyes as you gaze at him in confusion. Jungkook just sits there. “Well, there’s this exact moment when I knew that I just had to make you mine.”

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A Jeon Jungkook fanfic, by jeonggukkiss. Tough | mom!reader x ceo!dad!jk with a little bit of reader x yoongi | smut, angst, fluff, slow burn, slice of life ! au series Warnings for this chapter: extremely unedited, semi graphic depictions of child birth, cringeworthy dialogue (forgive my very limited vocabulary), heavy angst in the form of reminiscing past memories, disgusting fluff, more to be added

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Chapter 1

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2016

"Are you sure, Y/N? C-Section is the best option given our circumstances! Look at yourself struggle!" The doctor advices frantically. Never had she seen a mother want to push, most mothers in these cases opted to just have the C-Section.

You powered through, closing your eyes and taking deep breathes. You counted to 10, and opened your eyes.

The pain made you decide.

It's going to be worth it.

"Doc, I'll push." The doctor, nurses, and midwife that were around you take an audibly sharp intake of breathe before looking at each other. She nods and got seated between your legs.

You shouted a gargle cry as the pain jumped up much higher than earlier, this time it was much longer.

"You can push anytime now, Y/N, your baby's ready to meet you." She smiles reassuringly at you, but you can tell the pity in that smile.

You went through the nine months alone. You went through the everyday struggle of the growing baby bump alone. Didn't even have a baby shower, well if your sister and you celebrating through shopping baby clothes using her boyfriend's credited was considered one. You packed the baby bag alone. You came to the hospital alone. Went into the delivery room alone.

A standby nurse acted as the man in the room as she held your hand and tried to reassure you that you're going to be fine. You went into labor for 22 hours, alone, with having only the nurses to check in, comfort, and entertain you.

You were alone, but you were alright.

The doctor told you to push. You started to push, screaming out, the pain becoming blinding white as you squeezed the nurse's hand, you heard her wincing before trying to help you push with her comforting words.

"You can do it, Ms. Cha." She rubs your head softly. She was old, old enough to be your mother. You look into her eyes and from that brief moment, saw the genuine support in them. You cry as you continued pushing.

You couldn't even feel the baby come out, the pain becoming nothing and everything all at once. You didn't notice that the baby's entire torso was almost out. Your tears blurred everything that was in your vision.

The baby won't have her grandparents to greet her.

"Almost there, Y/N! A little more!"

You screamed out and gave the strongest push you could as the pain started to lessen to a numbness.

"Time of birth, 6:32 in the early morning of September 1st, 2016."

A baby's loud cry came crashing through your eardrums as you slumped back onto the bed, exhausted and sweating. You tried to sit up straight but the nurse beside you pushed your shoulder back with a reassuring smile.

"They just have to clean her up. Stay still so we can check you for tears that need stitching. It's going to be okay." You're vision was a bit blurry, you feel lightheaded.

Instead of a nurse, you suddenly see your mom. And instead of disappointment, you see her look at you with a smile.

"E-eomma, are you here to see your granddaughter?" You say, suddenly you felt confused.

Your mother hated you. How could she have come to the hospital?

You blinked quickly before your gaze comes back to the nurse, her face contorted into shock and pity, she had the back of her hand to her mouth as she tries to stifle her breath, a few tears running down her eyes.

"Oh dear, you are so tough. The toughest out here." She sniffles and pushes the hair that had fallen onto your forehead. She smiles before leaning to whisper something into your ear.

"You're going to be a great mother." She smiles and pulls back before turning to the side. Another nurse places your daughter onto your chest, skin on skin.

She whimpers and moves around your chest, as if trying to memorize how it feels to be out and onto her mother's chest. As if she was waiting for this moment.

You finally came to your sense and rush your hands up to delicately touch her back. You sniffle as you watch her little body move upon you. You looked up and saw the nurses looking at the both of you in awe.

Your doctor came through and sat onto the end of the hospital bed.

"What's her name?" She asks in a sweet voice. She can't believe you've just gone all through that, alone with no companion with you. She had already known you're a tough woman, as she stares the way your hands softly hold your daughter's body onto you, she has come to a realization.

You are not only a tough woman, but you are now a tough mother.

"Nari, Cha Nari." You mutter softly as the little one starts to lay still onto you, sleeping with comfort onto her mother's skin.

Your eyes also start to flutter close as the doctor stayed by your bedside, acting as your guardian throughout your hospital stay. She knew how much you needed a companion. She even brought a camera to capture every moment you had with your daughter.

She had been your makeshift mother for the past 9 months. Always scolding you for eating little, scolding you for going to work when you were almost bulging with the bump.

All the worries a mother had for her pregnant daughter, she had for you. She had grown so fond of you.

"Nari, a lily flower? Oh, Y/N, you are so full of mysteries." She mutters in a smile as she captures this quiet beautiful moment with the camera. She intended on giving it to you, all of your pictures throughout your pregnancy were taken with it.

Every hospital visit, every change in the bump, every ootd, you had your doctor take the picture with her camera.

You wake a bit before relaxing while you stare your doctor as she takes Nari out of your arms and into a crib next to your bed, shushing her and patting her back as she was disturbed from her slumber.

The doctor then sat onto a chair next to your bed, placing her hand onto your cheek.

"Thank you, Doc, for being here with me." You say in a soft tired voice.

"Your mother will regret not being with you today, Y/N. You remind me so much of my daughter." She chuckles and giggle as you remember you met her daughter and granddaughter on your hospital visit.

"Yah! Doc, she's way prettier than me, she got it after you!" You giggle with each other as you both talk about everything on parenthood.

You weren't feeling tired, sure you felt so sore but it was worth it.

The pain was so worth it.

"You have to stay away from lifting heavy items, okay? Wait. Did you even weigh the baby bag you brought? Aish, Y/N, how can you carry this, it's almost as heavy as me!" Your doctor rambles on as she lifts the baby bag you brought with you.

You chuckle as you leaned into the bed, staring at your doctor as she rummages through the things you brought with you.

"Did you contact the father?" You stilled as she mentions him.

Nari's dad. Your ex.

Him.

"No, and I don't plan to." You seethe with despise and burn with anger. You cross your arms and huff, face blank of expression as you both stare at each other.

You didn't need him. You had Nari. You had yourself.

Your doctor sighs and turns to face you, hands on her hips.

"You have to, Y/N. It wouldn't be fair to him not to see her. You've kept this a secret for way too long. I know that your parents didn't react well, but trust me, they'll come around.  So I will say this today, and maybe everyday. Tell him, reach out to him, at least make him pay child support!" She says exasperatedly. You roll your eyes and pressed a button on your bed that lifts your torso.

You turn to look at the sleeping child next to you, oblivious to the world. You smiled softly and reach out to brush her small face delicately.

You pull your hand back and looked up to see your doctor looking at you.

"I don't even think he deserves to see her. He doesn't deserve to touch her or even be a feet near her. He left. He didn't want me. He didn't want anything to do with me. He left before I even told him I was pregnant. And to be honest, it's his fault that he never gets to see her. He didn't give her — me, us, a chance, whatever god is up there knew how much we needed him. He left, that's it." You burst. Tears running down your face as you gently sob into your hands.  You felt her hands rub your shoulders as they rock with each sob.

"H-he didn't even told me why. He just said he didn't get it. He said he didn't want to see me again. He said — he said—" Your own hiccups cut yourself off as you try to refrain from sobbing loudly, avoiding waking up the sleeping angel beside your bed.

Your heart ached thinking of him. The way he laughed, the way he smiled. How he held every part of you. Every single day you were with him, he reminded you how beautiful you were. That he was somehow blessed to even be with you.

He was everything you wanted and needed in human form.

After he disappeared you were a mess, a shattered version of the woman you once were. He was your rock, your anchor, your shoulder to lean on, the only thing that felt right in this world full of wrongs. But he didn't left you with nothing. No.

He also made you strong the next nine months after his departure. He made you realize who you really are. You stood on your own two feet, no rock to hold on to, no anchor to keep you at bay, no shoulder to lean on anymore.

You were Cha Y/N with or without him. Maybe sometimes you tend to look back on the path behind you in moments where you miss him, but you never even once do more than just look back.

Look back but never go back.

"Shhh, it's okay, I'm sorry for mentioning it, it's okay." Your doctor comforts you, feeling a bit bad for mentioning something you were keen on keeping secret.

"It's okay, I just... I hate him so much." You mumble as you wipe at your eyes. You pull back from her hug and stare at your beautiful daughter once more. You let out a shaky sigh.

"She looks just like her dad." You whisper as you admire her features.

Milky pale skin, you note that she got that from Jeongguk. But what shocks you is that most of her facial structures, well, her whole face screamed him, I think it's appropriate to say that she's her dad's twin.

The resemblance was so uncanny.

"Aigoo, stop, I can also see a bit of you in there." Doctor Kang assures you as she also stares at the baby sleeping peacefully in her crib. You spare a glance at the clock on the wall, 10:00 in the morning.

"Don't you want to rest for a bit?" She asks you. You stubbornly shook your head, you have to stay awake, what if Nari needs to feed? Or just wants her mommy? You were ready than ever to pamper your baby.

She chuckles at you. She turns on the television and you ask for your phone, which was inside the bag.

"Multimillion business empire CEO, Mr. Jeon, has now passed down the crown to his only son, Jeon Jeongguk. Today we will have a chance to interview 'The Heir' of the multimillion worth company." Said the news anchor.

The world stilled around you, with wide eyes you flash your eyes towards the screen and saw his face.

He changed so much.

"Mr. Jeon, how does it feel to practically be a king under Korea's biggest business and stocks industry? You're even only turning 20!"

The way he smiles. You noticed that it was dead, there was no life in his eyes unlike how he smiled in the past. His work was indeed stressful.

"It's very overwhelming, to say the least. But my father raised me for this..." You tune out the voice as your mind wanders farther down into memory lane.

Ah, Mr. Jeon. He was the nicest man you've ever met, well second to Jeongguk, always wanted you to be at dinner and teased you and Jeongguk over anything and nothing. His mom was the sweetest, treated you as if you were her own. His group of friends considered you as their friend as well.

"How about your love life? Women of all ages wonder! Are you still a potential bachelor?"

The way he shook his head, his hair flailing around with him. He's still a charmer.

"Not at the moment, I'm a bit busy continuing an empire." He winked at the camera before it panned to the weather report.

You let out the breath you were holding in before looking down.

This was the first time you had seen him since 10 months ago. However, you didn't expect to see him on television, all famous with so many cameras in front of him. Sure you knew their family was wealthy, but you never knew that they were wealthy enough to be addressed in terms of 'The Heir', a King and such.

You probably really didn't know anything about him, at all.

"Isn't that Jeongguk guy a charmer!" Doctor Kang gushed as she hands you your phone. You ignored her statement as you watch her listen to the news.

You opened your phone and sure enough, your wallpaper greeted you. It was of you and your 8th month baby bump. You smile before opening it, dialing a number you haven't dialed ever since then.

"Hello?" Rang through your ears was the deep voice you hadn't heard in what seemed like forever. You smiled lightly, memories suddenly flooding in your head.

"Oppa, it's me." You say in a smile. The other line went silent as you tried to stifle your giggles in.

"Y-Y/N? Y/N, is it really you?" You heard a rustling of things, a clang, a crash which made you snort a laugh, and deep breathes.

"Shhh, you're gonna wake up baby." You shushed him, being on speaker phone, you check at the still sleeping baby.

"Baby? Yah! Y/N! What are you saying?! Where even did you banished to?! You scared all of us, we literally thought you got wiped off the face of the earth! Where are you?! I'm coming to you." You heard a rustling of clothes, you assumed he was putting on that black coat you hated so much.

You sighed.

"Please don't bring anyone with you, and bring me a salad with no mayo, and the orange juice from that cafe we all used to go, and lots of fresh fruit, you choose, also, no one can know you came to see me." You say into the phone, Doctor Kang sent a thumbs up at you upon hearing the mentions of your food of choice, indicating that it was okay for you to eat.

"Okay, okay. Hyung! I'm going out! Yeah! Okay! Okay, where are you at?" You heard a jingle of keys as you imagined him getting into his car. He was a bad driver when he's trying to rush, and you knew he's rushing right now.

"I'm in Seoul." You answer timidly, nervous to say where you actually are, knowing how he would react.

"Y/N, don't be stupid, we all moved to Seoul a little after you went missing, and mind you, Seoul's a bit big to travel around by one person." He says and chuckles at your answer. You heard the car door shut before you find yourself staring again at your sleeping daughter. Doctor Kang was still watching the news.

She's so beautiful, your pretty girl.

"I'm in Seoul General Hospital, it was the nearest to my apartment, and I'm in the NICU."

"What?! Why are you in the NICU?! Y/N, what happened to you?! Are you hurt?!" He quickly reacts rather loudly, you had to raise your arm above your head, and even from there you can still hear him scream.

"Oppa, shut up." You hissed as you noticed slight movement from Nari, scared that she might wake up.

"Okay, sorry. But what did happen to you?" He asks frantically as you heard the turn signal turn on. You sighed.

"Just say my name at the front desk Cha Y/N, NICU, okay? Please drive safely, don't rush, you're a bad driver."

"Okay, I'm picking up your food, got it all pre ordered and then I'm going straight over there. I'll be quick and you better have an explanation for me. I love you." He says in the phone call.

You heard other sounds a car makes, not knowing what's he doing inside the car for it to make so much bangs and rustling, you just guessed he was really rushing.

"I love you too, see you." You ended the call and sighed, leaning forward, you reached to pick your sleeping angel to cradle her into your arms. Your motherly instincts kicking instantly as she snuggles into your arms.

"I- Y/N, was that, him?" Doctor Kang slowly approaches you as the news had come to an end, a new drama now on the television.

"No, it was someone important to me. Someone I can trust." She nods, not trying to pry anymore. Although you respected her, she still can't know who the father is, considering how much she gushed over him, there was a very slim chance she can take his side.

You slowly hushed the whimpering baby, tiny hands feeling you as if you were going to disappear.

"I have to go out for a bit, I'll be back late afternoon, okay? You take your time with your visitor. If you need anything, press that button." She quickly walked over to you and leaned over, kissed your forehead before going out the door, closing it gently.

You leaned back onto the propped bed, finally getting some alone time. The peace was quiet, the television was set in a low volume, still audible but not enough to wake Nari up. Your eyes skim across the room, catching Doctor Kang's camera bag now beside your baby bag, you knew she was going to give it to you but you never thought she was thinking about giving it to you now.

You smiled in gratitude before setting your eyes once again onto the small human cradled into your arms.

You smile as you release one hand and tucked the blanket under her chin, getting a good view of her angelic face up close.

Her skin was still a bit reddish, that was natural but you were now starting to see how pale she can be when she gets older.

Jeongguk's genes.

You roll your eyes with a smile before observing her again.

Her nose was so pointed, you had to thank Jeongguk for giving your daughter the perfect nose. Actually, you had to thank Jeongguk for the entire facial structure your daughter had, even though you hated him with your entire being, at least he contributed in making your daughter look like a literal angel on Earth. Her already full brows, her eye shape screamed Jeongguk, you only hoped she had taken after the color of your eyes. Her lips looked like a mixture of yours and Jeongguk's, you couldn't tell yet.

You slowly leaned down and kissed her forehead, pulling back you noticed she had a beauty mark under her bottom lip, another one of Jeongguk's. You sighed before leaning down to kiss her forehead again.

Everything about her reminded you of Jeongguk. It makes your heart ache thinking about him. How he was doing. Was he even eating well? You still worry about him as if you were still together. All of the moments you two had.

And that one intimate moment that had resulted in putting you in this position now. The moment that had helped create Nari. Whether you liked it or not, that moment was something you're grateful for. Not only did you experience so much, but it gifted you the best one you've ever received in your life.

Motherhood. It scares you. It thrills you. It hurts you.

It toughens you.

"Nari, my love, eomma promises you that I'll be your dad as well. Eomma will protect you and love you so much. Please never leave eomma, she needs you just as much as you need her." You rest your forehead against her while you whisper these promises, your heart feeling full, it might burst.

She gurgles in her sleep, as if promising as well. You giggle at her cuteness before humming a tune Jeongguk had often sang to you.

You know it all

You're my best friend

The morning will come again

No darkness, no season is eternal

"No darkness, no season is eternal, my Nari." You whisper as her hands moved to hold your cheek as you gently rested your forehead against hers.

The door suddenly opened making you look up to see the man of the hour thanking the nurse for bringing him to your room. You smile softly as he finally looks at you while the door gently closes.

His eyes widen, his mouth drops, his stance goes still; all in shock. Your smile widens as he slowly walks and reaches you, bags of plastic now placed onto the table near the door.

"Y-Y/N?" He stutters, still in shock as he takes in the scene before him. You in a hospital bed, and a baby wrapped in your arms.

"Hi, Yoongi oppa." You whisper to him, your smile softening as he reaches to your side, slowly sitting down the chair and leaning onto the bed, shock still evident onto his face.

"H-how? Why? When?"

You shrugged before giggling softly, not wanting to get into full detail. He furrows his brows at the lack of answers before shaking his head, now a soft smile onto his face.

He knew you were still the stubborn girl he loves.

"Are you hungry? I got what you wanted." He suddenly stood up, making a way to the food on the table before lifting the plastic bags then returning to you.

He placed the bags onto the floor in front of him before pulling out your salad, a fruit bowl, and a giant iced pomegranate juice you wanted.

Your mouth practically watered at the sight.

He set it all out in front of you, before sitting back onto his chair. You both looked at each other before he leaned in and softly put his hand on the back of your head, pulling you until his lips found yours.

He kissed you softly, you closed your eyes and just let him kissed you how he wanted, knowing how much he missed you.

Before you left 10 months ago, Yoongi confessed his feelings for you. You told him you can't return them because you loved Jeongguk. It was at that time where everything was turning dark, Jeongguk and you were constantly fighting, the group had never seen you two at peace.

Yoongi said it was okay, as long as you'd let him love you. You agreed, he was your best friend. You couldn't push him away, but you did grew distant in respect of your relationship with Jeongguk. For you, as long as he knew how you only saw him as a friend, knew his limits, then both of you were okay, there wasn't a problem.

For all these months, he was the most to spend time trying to find a way to find you, to contact you.

He loved you then, and he still loves you now.

His lips moved against yours softly, as if he was memorising how yours felt on his. He pushed a little bit harder before finally pulling away, resting his forehead against yours as the both of you took in deep breaths.

"She's Jeongguk's, isn't she?" He whispers at you, his eyes still closed as he tried to control his own breathing. You nod, his head following lightly with the movement of yours.

You pull back slightly, putting Nari onto her crib on the other side of the hospital bed before sitting back onto it, careful not to move too much.

He stills for a moment, before he dove back in and kissed you with much more passion, pushing your face further into his with his hand now that Nari wasn't in the way.

Restricting himself from going over his limit, he was mad. He was angry. He was burning with jealousy, too.

He steered the kiss, the pressure of his lips, the way h moved, he was telling you how much he missed you, how desperate he was to touch you.

You let him, slowly crashing down were the walls you had put up for the past 10 months as you silently cry into the kiss, tears running down your cheeks, missing him as much as he does.

You didn't know who to call, without him, he was the only one you trust and even after all this time, he never once questioned you. Never once turned his back on you.

He was someone you deserved, everyone knew that. Even Jeongguk knew that.

But you didn't know that. And that was okay for him.

You whimper into his mouth, your tears touching his cheeks as he cradles yours with his other hand while the one holding your head moved down to hold your nape gently. He bit your bottom lip as he pulled away.

"Y/N, I may not be able to control myself if we continue." He says in ragged breaths. You nod and try to regain back your own as the two of you stare each other. Your hands fisting his shirt under his coat and his onto your nape and cheek, foreheads resting against each other.

"You're still beautiful, so so beautiful after all these months, do you know that?" His two hands have now moved down to hold your hands in his, thumbs going over your knuckles as he raises them to kiss your skin.

You giggle as you landed a soft kiss onto his lips once more.

"And you're still wearing that ugly coat I told you to throw away." You snort as you pulled away and sit up straight, giving him an up and down with your eyes before rolling them.

He chuckles at your statement before reaching and pulling off the plastic lids of the containers in front of you. You shut up quickly, now eyeing the food that were all placed in front of you. You slap his hands away when he picks up a slice of mango and put it into his mouth.

"Oppa, that's mine." You groan while holding the chopsticks over your lap.

He laughs and leans in, jokingly biting the mango block and showing it you. You turn your head to him before leaning in, successfully taking the mango from his mouth with yours and pulled back, slowly chewing as you look at him smugly. He looks at you in shock before laughing.

"Wow, you've gotten bold, Y/N, I wanna see more of that." He winks suggestively at you before picking up a salad for himself.

You laugh then start to feast onto the food, realizing how hungry you were and this was practically brunch for you.

"What's her name?" Yoongi asks you with a mouth full of garlic bread, eyes onto the sleeping baby next to the bed.

"Nari." You try to say with a mouth full of lettuce. You chew as he smiles at you.

"You remembered." He says with a wide smile, gums showing and all. You nodded at him before picking up the fruit bowl.

Not really, but... You didn't want to tell him the other meaning of your daughter's name.

"Of course, dummy, who even gives a woman a lily flower on her period?" You sigh exasperatedly as he laughs, covering his mouth at the fond memory.

"I thought you meant the actual flower! How am I supposed to know you wanted lily tea!" You laugh with him and continued eating.

You finished the salad and now just sipping on your drink, feeling the freshly-squeezed orange juice soothe your aching throat, courtesy of screaming from the pain of pushing earlier.

A comfortable silence lands both of you, he reaches out to hold your hand in his, he can never get enough with touching you — he needed to touch you, it was what kept him sane.

"What do you plan on doing? Are you going to tell him?" He raises a brow at you, voice soft, careful. You sigh before leaning back onto your raised bed. Looking at him, you opened your mouth and said,

"I don't know, Oppa, I don't want him to know, not because I'm being petty, even though I deserve to be, but because he just simply doesn't deserve to know. He got me knocked up then he disappeared without even knowing I was pregnant. I tried to reach out to him before leaving Busan permanently, you know that. But he never listened, told me to stop trying to find him. He doesn't deserve to meet her." You say in a calm, serious voice. Yoongi was expecting you to lash out, to even cry of angry tears.

But seeing you like this, calm and composed with the whole situation, he realised that you had changed so much, and how much time he wasn't there to be with you.

He nods quietly before asking again,

"What about your parents?"

"Oh. They know, alright. I told them they were going to be grandparents and then they told me to never come see them again. It's fine by me, I'll do what they want, but if they want to see Nari? I can't do that yet." You shrugged, not really feeling anything, just a numb pain becoming of you. You push against it.

You have Yoongi, your best friend that you love so much, and you have Nari. That's all that matters.

He nods before kissing your knuckles once again. You smile softly. This is what you adored about him.

Yoongi never pushes, he lets you flow, lets you open up voluntarily because he knows you can't hide anything from him, he never takes advantage of anything. Yoongi wasn't selfish, wasn't greedy. He lets you do whatever makes you happy.

The silence was sliced through with a sharp ringtone, it startled you and him before he pockets his phone up and stares at the screen before questioning you.

"Y/N, do you want to see Jin-hyung? He really misses you." He looks up from the screen and turned the phone to you. Seokjin was requesting a video chat.

You thought about it for a moment, and to be honest, Jin was like your older brother, you trusted him a little less than how you trusted Yoongi, but nonetheless you still did. So you nod.

Yoongi smiles and waves at the camera.

"Hi, hyung." He places his free hand onto your blanket covered thigh and runs his thumb on it. Leaned back, you wait for Yoongi to talk.

"Yah, you stupid person! Where are you! It's Jeongguk's birthday today, and you took my car, why'd you took my car when you have your own!?" Jin hisses at the phone. Your eyes widen.

September 1st of 2016. Damn, even your daughter's birthday was Jeongguk's as well.

Why is the universe so keen on showing the whole world that Jeongguk is Nari's dad?

"Oh, uhm, hyung, I went to somewhere important, promise me you won't tell anyone. Are you alone?" Yoongi tries to peer onto the elder's surroundings before Jin said,

"Yes, I am, you dumb fuck, you took my car and now I'm in your room trying to find the keys to yours!"

"Hyung, pay attention for a bi- yah! Don't touch that!" Yoongi gently shouts at the phone, peering over the bed to see if it had disturbed little Nari.

You covered your hand to stifle your laugh and he shushes you playfully, taking your hand in his before kissing it again slowly, making sure Jin sees through the camera.

"Pay attentio- yah! Who are you with? You little — Everybody is getting ready to go to the party and you're with a woman! Yoongi, I swear to God if you—" Jin cut himself off as Yoongi now directs the camera at you.

You finally saw yourself on the small little screen, face bare and tired, hair down, the hospital gown showing a bit of your chest — in which Yoongi notices and puts a hand on it for cover, resulting a small giggle from you.

You smiled at Jin, who was shocked and staring into the camera. You waved and said,

"Hi, Jin oppa." You said in a sweet voice as Yoongi leans closer, pushing his face into view as you laughed.

"Y-yoongi, is that?"

"Yes, hyung. It's Y/N. Please don't tell anyone." You can see in the screen Jin nodding, still in shock, thousands of questions swarming his head at the moments.

"I'll be home soon, I just checked up on Y/N. See you." Yoongi reassured him, his hand still on your thigh, his head now on your shoulder.

"Okay. Y/N?" Jin calls out. You looked up and saw him already staring at you.

"Oppa?"

"I missed you."

A week later.

You carry little Nari inside the apartment, Yoongi behind you carrying everything you brought home to and from the hospital and everything you needed. 

You turn on the lights and saw that the helper you called last week had already come and cleaned up the place.

Before you rushed to the hospital, the place was a mess, you were a mess. When your water broke you instantly went into a panic, trying to get all your stuff before the contractions start, you drove to the hospital with no one beside you, saying you were going into labor.

You don't see the remnants of that chaotic moment in your home, it was cleaned spotless. You made a mental note to thank the helper later. Right now, you had to focus on getting Nari into bed before she wakes up for her breastfeeding.

"Have you set up her room, Y/N?" Yoongi asks you as he puts down the bags he was carrying.

He insisted on staying with you, although you kept declining kindly since you knew now Yoongi was a very busy producer, he said he'll make time for you as long as you needed. 

So he took a paternity leave, his coworkers shocked, thinking Yoongi was now a father.Well, he realized he technically was, he wanted to take care of Nari and planned to be her dad, make you his wife, and treat you both right. The real one was out of the discussion.

"She'll be sleeping in my room, oppa, her crib is already there and set up. You can just put the bags on the couch, I'll let her down." He nods and follows your order, you then continue on to your room, the white baby crib already next to your bed.

You set her down, making sure the crib was free of items that can cause her to suffocate if she moved, and that she wasn't sweating before getting one of the pair of the baby monitors you bought then kissing her forehead.You moved out of the room, leaving the door with just a crack so you can see from the living room.

Yoongi was already sitting in the couch, Doctor Kang's camera in his hands as he looks through the pictures with a fond smile. He looks up at you before patting the space beside him, making you sit. You leaned against his shoulder as he brings his arm to drape it across your shoulders, his free hand swiping at the photos in the camera. 

Pictures of you smiling, documentations of your baby bump, a video of Nari moving inside your tummy, everything was captured in there. 

Yoongi was looking at them with a fondness and regret. He wished that he was with you all throughout your pregnancy. He wished that he had found you sooner, to accompany you.

"You should've called me, you know. I'd be more than willing to spend the 10 months with you." He says as he stares at a picture of you and your small 3rd month baby bump, smiling as he observes.

"Oppa, I know that you're a busy person, if you weren't busy you're probably sleeping. I didn't want to bothe-" He cut you off with a kiss. You smiled and leaned into his shoulder a bit more.

"You're getting too much kisses, mister. I think I have to put a limit." You mutter into the kiss and he laughs, throwing his head back before holding your face with his two hands."As long as you're with me, I'll never get enough kisses." He kisses your nose before he reaches for the television remote and turned it on. 

You cuddle into Yoongi's warm body, wrapping your arms around his torso as he pulled you closer. His phone rang, he sighed before picking it up from the table. You placed your chin onto his shoulder, getting a good look of his phone. It was Seokjin again. 

"Yoongi, are you with Y/N? Where's my niece?" Jin's voice rang through the whole room.You chuckled and squished your face onto Yoongi's, hearing him grumble to disguise his laughter. Jin saw you through the camera and laughed at Yoongi's face.

"Aigoo, look at you two. Mom and dad vibes." You chuckle and Yoongi gave you a kiss on your cheek before asking Jin what he wanted.

"I was wondering if the boys and I can see her tomo-" You and Yoongi both sat up in frantic panic."You told them?! Hyung!" Yoongi hisses onto the phone, you bit down your lip nervously.

You didn't want them to know. Most importantly, you didn't want him to know. You weren't ready to face the rest of the group. You were scared.

"Of course not, I'm just asking if I can bring the boys with me to see Nari tomorrow but I think that's out of the window." Jin chuckles nervously as Yoongi stares angrily at the phone.

You knew how scary Yoongi can get when he's angry, which you rarely see because he's normally a goofball.

"Hyung, they can't know yet. Y/N makes the decisions here. We have to follow her." Yoongi sighs, anger subsiding quickly as you rake your hands through his hair, calming him down as he turns to look at you and smiles a weak smile.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm coming tomorrow to see you both, won't bring anyone with me. Do you need anything?"

"Oppa, can you bring chicken, and iced orange juice from the-"

"From that cafe you went to yesterday, hyung, and bring lots of fruits, I think her pregnancy cravings are a bit overdue." Yoongi jokes as he rubs your stomach, you wanted to eat fruit all the time, you didn't know why, you just craved it.

"Sure, anything else? What about Nari, what brand are her diapers? Does she have a specific milk formula or does she breastfeed?" Jin rants off as he stares into his computer.Jin was now a famous restaurant owner, branches scattered all over Seoul. You smiled at the memories flooding in your head.

Times when Seokjin and Yoongi were arguing in the kitchen which pasta to cook, Jimin braiding your hair and calling you pretty, Taehyung, Namjoon, and Hoseok playing a game on Jeongguk's phone while Jeongguk was playing on the game console on the couch.

You blinked and came back to reality when Yoongi tilts your chink up to make you look at him.

"Y/N, I was asking if you're hungry." He says in a soft voice, searching your eyes, looking for something that says discomfort.

"Are you cooking?" He nods and you say whatever was easiest to cook. 

He kisses your forehead before walking to the small kitchen, talking to Jin as he gathers ingredients.

You leaned your head back, closing your eyes and softly sighing.

We're all gonna be okay. You thought as sleep took over you.

Author’s Note:

eager reader,

hello! first chapter in (which btw is heavily unedited) and im already so excited for more! i hope u all feel the same as i do! tbh i think yoongi and y/n were absolutely adorable in this chapter esp with little nari in the picture, i was smiling the whole time i was writing!

this fic was originally intended to be published in wattpad, but i thought about staying on tumblr permanently, so here i am!

i would like to note, this story is set in south korea, seoul so there are romanized korean words !!!

each chapter (not all of them) are set in different timelines to depict a day in the life of nari and y/n! also this fic contains very unrealistic depictions of real life situations but who cares? it's a damn fiction, whatever goes, go. ;)

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A Jeon Jeongguk fanfic, by jeonggukkiss.

Tough | mom!reader x ceo!dad!jk with a little bit of reader x yoongi | smut, angst, fluff, slow burn, slice of life ! au series

Warnings for this chapter: kinda edited im not confident wt it tho, nari’s second bday is a rollercoaster of emotions, reader and yoongi talk about their relationship, joon and hobi making their appearance, confessions and arguments, nari cries bc joon scared her >:( , namseok thrash reader's apartment's living room, smut in the form of: unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), daddy kink is this even yoongi smut without daddy kink, reader is just a very needy baby, oral (f receiving), fingering, slight clit play, TOO MUCH DIRTY TALK (yoongi a pro), yoongi's big shlong debut O.o, creampie, degradation, praise, begging, slight nipple play, body worship, yoongi's whipped and reader is sex deprived, yoongi is really really whipped for reader like disgustingly whipped, sloppy seconds but it's reader who wants to go again, yoongi and y/n's vomit-inducing fluff, more to be added

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Chapter 2

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2018

"Y/N! I'm home." Yoongi's voice echoes through the small apartment in the early hours of morning, you wipe your hands off on your apron as you turn to greet him.

He took off his shoes and and set down the sling bag he had before meeting you in the middle. You were the perfect height, a little smaller than him to tuck your head under his chin as you wrap you arms around his neck.

"What do you mean home? You don't live here, Mister Min." You teasingly ask him as he holds you from your waist.

"Home is where my two girls are." He replies softly, feeling the way his chest rumbles when he talks.

You sighed contently and inhaled deeply, missing his manly scent.

Yoongi agreed to visit you every other day, you were alone and you stayed at home, relying on your savings from work and the back account your grandmother passed on to you to attend to your needs.

You didn't want to leave your daughter with other people to take care of her, she's only two years old, she needed you more than ever.

Yoongi tilted your face up by the chin and kissed you softly, greeting your lips with warmth.

This had become a routine every time he came home to you. Yoongi loved greeting you with kisses, you didn't mind it. He was a good kisser. But the two of you never went far more than kissing. You both knew your limits.

He pulled away and kissed your forehead, thumb rubbing your cheek.

"Good morning, beautiful." He says in a deep smiley voice, as if he just woke up and rushed to get here.

You smiled at him before pulling away, going back to cook the perfect birthday breakfast. He joined you in the small kitchen after hanging up his coat. He slipped his hands around you as his chest meets the small of your back.

"Is she awake yet?" He rests his chin onto your shoulder, watching you perfectly flip the golden soufflé pancakes.

"Nope, I woke up really early and showered to get all of this ready. Did I wake you up? I'm sorry. I should've let you sleep more, you're probably so tired from work." You say as you turn off the stove and turn to him, resting your hands onto his chest.

He chuckles at your concern before reaching over you and picked up a small piece and popped it into your mouth. You chew as he leaned down and nuzzles his nose onto yours, a soft smile onto his face.

"It's fine, baby, I was already awake when you called. Jin hyung's coming a bit later though." He kisses your nose before letting you go, setting up the living room table with food. You then went after him to clean the room, picking up toys and folding in Nari's tent.

You both were so domestic with each other, both of you might as well be the kid's mom and dad. Well, at least that's how Nari sees the two of you.

"Ap—pa!" The small two year old can hardly maintain her balance as she runs to Yoongi, hugging his legs as he looked down in surprise. Her princess night dress was ruffled and she was still holding her kitten stuffed doll.

"Baby! Did you just wake up, honey?" Yoongi asks sweetly as he picks up the small girl, giggling as he started to kiss her cheeks. You sighed before turning to kiss her cheek as well, smiling as she grinned at you, most of her teeth were already there.

"Nari-ah, Yoongi is called uncle, remember?" You ask the girl as she thinks for a moment, her brows furrowed and her lips in a small pout before looking back at you. She shook her head and pressed a finger to Yoongi's cheek, still staring at you.

"No, daddy, Appa." She says in the most serious voice, expression angry as her brows furrowed deeply.

Yoongi was the only man that Nari knows the longest, she knows that Yoongi is her father, and sometimes when Jin is around, that was who she called uncle.

Both of you and Yoongi had wide eyes from shock, the two of you looked at each other before laughing. The baby giggling, seeing her two favourite people laugh.

"Okay, baby, Yoongi is daddy." You chuckle lightly as she reaches for you. You adjust her on your hip, feeling her growing weight as Yoongi quickly went to the kitchen.

"Do you know what day it is, honey?" You ask the two year old on your hip, who was busy playing with your fleece sweater. She looks up after a moment, eyes curious looking at you with her head tilted to the side.

"Day?" She blabbers out cutely, oblivious of her birthday. You giggle and puckered your lips, she smiled and kissed you all over your face, it was the thing she knew how to do. She pulled away when she deemed she had filled your entire face with her kisses.

"Happy birthday to you~" You heard Yoongi's soft voice singing behind you, the baby on your hip gasped and leaned over your shoulder, getting a good look on the soufflé pancakes.

You smile and put her down before reaching over to the side of the couch and picked up the camera. You turn around to see her sitting on the couch with Yoongi approaching her, wearing a paper party hat, the candles were stuck on the side of the plate, away from the pancakes.

You sing with him, recording with your left hand with your phone while your right was using the DSLR to take pictures.

You documented every moment you had with Nari, sometimes with Yoongi, most of the time with both.

"Blow your candles and make a wish, baby!" She giggles at Yoongi's words before she blew the candles, having trouble because she kept sticking out her tongue so Yoongi had to help her. You cheered and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

You then placed the camera onto the shelf below the television, the perfect height were you three were all seen in the screen of the camera while sitting on the couch. You pressed the timer and quickly sat next to Nari, she was sitting between you and Yoongi.

"Say Nari!" You said before you smiled widely as you heard the two of them say,

"Nari!"

"Nawi!"

And the photo was taken. You smile before tackling the little girl next to you. Yoongi laughed and got off the couch, getting the rest of the breakfast you made. You sat up straight before looking at Nari.

"Eomma, I gips?" She peers under her long lashes to look at you shyly, hands fumbling with each other.

You nod and she quickly jumps up on the couch, squealing excitedly while her hands found your face before squishing. She always does this when she's excited. You laugh lightly before pulling her hands down and making her sit onto your lap.

"You can get your gifts later, but what did mommy tell you about jumping on the couch?" You lightly tell her as you brush her now messy brown hair, her big light hazel eyes looking up at you. She was growing up so beautifully.

"Fall, I cry." She says this while nodding her head, realising her mistake, she suddenly gasps and hugs you.

"Sowwy, not do." Her broken Korean made you chuckle. You rake your hand through her hair and sighed before kissing her head. You pull her back to make her stare at you, holding her face gently between your hands.

"If something happens to Nari, eomma will cry, uncle Yoongi will cry, uncle Jinnie will also cry, we don't want that, right, baby?" She quickly shook her head and you smile.

"So you have to be very careful, okay?" She nods just in time as Yoongi comes in with a tray of food.

He places it onto the coffee table before getting Nari's chair out. She drops off the sofa and sat on the chair before choosing what to eat.

She started to eat independently when she turned 1. And since then, she never gone a day without choosing what to eat by herself, only asking for help when she wants to use chopsticks.

Yoongi sits next to you and reaches for the fruit bowl, giving one to you and getting chicken with rice for himself.

You all watch the television as the morning news came on.

"New Crowned Prince of the Jeon Enterprises just turned 20 today! Mr. Jeon has now officially and legally gave his only son, Jeon Jeongguk, the title of CEO—" The news anchor starts. Yoongi didn't even let her finish her report before changing the channel to Nari's favourite cartoons.

You look at him and see him just continuing to eat as if nothing happened. He felt your gaze and looks at you.

"What?" He asks with a mouthful of fried chicken. You just giggle and lean in to kiss his bulging cheek, making him look so cute.

"Eomma, appa." You both were startled and looked down at your daughter, Nari was already looking at both of you. You smiled tiredly before gesturing for her to eat her food. Once she's immersed in her cartoons, you turn to Yoongi with a worried expression.

"I'm worried." You start.

"Why?" Answers the man sitting beside you.

"What if she grows up thinking you're her dad? Then she suddenly meets Jeongguk and-"

"We'll tell her when she's older and knows the difference between her dad and her uncle. You don't have to worry about this, babe. Let her grow first, you have her whole life to teach her everything you know." Yoongi assures you, grabbing your arm and pulling you towards him, making you lean into his side.

You sigh as you pressed your head against Yoongi's shoulder and nod, feeling as if a little bit of weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

Thank god for Yoongi.

"Baby, are you done?" You finished your fruit bowl and checked to see if Nari's plate was finished. There were bits of rice everywhere. You sigh when she meets your gaze, she suddenly smiled sheepishly.

"Clean now?" She asks and raises her arms cutely, knowing you can't resist her charm, you and Yoongi chuckle.

Rolling your eyes, you picked her up and bounced her lightly on your hip.

"You're lucky you're cute." You teased playfully, nuzzling your nose on hers before leaning into Yoongi.

You kissed his lips gently before pulling back, your daughter stares at you both before she kisses Yoongi in the cheek.

"Kiss eomma, appa." She blubbers, her voice so light and music into your ears.

"I'll clean it up, babe. Go give her a bath." Yoongi kisses both yours and Nari's forehead before standing up, starting to clear the coffee table of food.

"Bath time~" You sang as you hauled Nari with you. She squealed in delight as you playfully ran to the bathroom, well, not before stopping by your room to get towels.

You lift up her night dress, grimacing when you took of her soiled diapers, she giggled at your reaction. You undressed as well before you gently push your jumping daughter into the shower.

You laid the rubber mat on the shower floor so the both of you can sit down under the stream of water. She sits in front of you and waited for you to get the shower head from up top.

"Hehehehe~ eomma." She points out to your chest with a giggle as you sit in front of her. You laugh and shook your head.

Your Nari was a funny kid but a smart one too, at least.

You wash her hair and then after, she does the same to you, always making sure you get the same treatment. You loved when she always tries to massage your scalp like you do to her but she's really just shaking your head with her hands, making you laugh loudly.

"Baby, are you trying to make mommy's brain dance?" You held her hands to make her stop before turning around, her hair was up to form a spike, held by the shampoo in her hair. She giggles and nods aggressively.

You smile before rinsing her head first, then rinsing yours.

You then lather up the loofa with the baby bar soap.

"Arms up, baby." You gesture for her. She raised her hands over her head and then you start to scrub, tickling her in the process.

Bath time continued on like this, you two try to condition your hair before getting distracted and laughing. Once you had deemed both you and your daughter rinsed you wrapped her up in your matching white fluffy robes Yoongi got you both.

You sit her on the counter before reaching for both of your toothbrushes. You eyed Yoongi's toothbrush, wondering if he'll be sleeping here tonight before you handed her hers, you brush your teeth first then brushed hers.

It wasn't long till she was slouching on to the counter, eyes fluttering closed with her toothbrush still in her mouth.

You chuckled, she was always like this, likes to take naps after baths because she feels so cool and refreshed, plus she was full and ate well earlier. You wake her up for a bit to make her rinse her mouth.

She raised her arms up to you, "Up, up."

You pick her up and almost in an instant she laid her head on to your shoulder as you both step out the bathroom. You crossed the small hallway and neared the living room to see Yoongi sitting down the couch as he just finished cleaning.

"I think we're going out a little later than planned, Nari wants to nap first." You tell him as you turned around just enough to let Yoongi view the sleeping child.

"That's fine, Jin-hyung should be here any moment and we could all just chill while waiting for her to wake up." He nods and sends you a smile. You smile back at him before going to your bedroom.

"Nari, you have to get dressed first, baby." You wake her up, placing her onto the bed, before getting her clothes, a checkered print tshirt and gray fabric shorts so she could sleep comfortably, and slowly putting it on her, careful not to move her too much as she gets a bit cranky being woken up.

Her hair was still a bit wet, so after you got dressed in grey sweats, a white tank top with Yoongi's oversized white sweater, you sat in the bed and pulled her onto your lap, her face facing your chest while you dried the back of her head using a towel.

You leaned over the side of the bed to turn on the rotating fan, making sure Nari wasn't sweating so much, she hates sleeping without a fan on.

You hum a tune while swaying her side to side, raking your hands through her hair to dry it as the fan blows to you.

You finally lay her down, her hair not completely dry but it was fine enough. You were about to go out to the living room before you heard voices.

"Hyung! You're here, finally." Yoongi's voice sounded throughout the living room.

"Yeah, I know you missed me, where's Y/N and Na-" You heard Jin's voice get cut off with a loud bang of the front door, you furrow your eyebrows, leaning against the wall to peak at the crack of the door, but it was no use since all you can see was the hallway, so you opted to close your door and locked it quickly.

Something seemed wrong.

There was a still quiet moment.

"N-namjoon? Hoseok?" Yoongi's voice sounded out, laced with shock and clear nervousness.

Namjoon? Hoseok?

Your eyes widen in worry and shock, covering your mouth when a loud gasp bursts through your lips.

How did they found you? How did they know you were here?

"We followed Jin hyung, we saw him sneak behind the couch going out the front door while we were watching tv. You two are being secretive the past year, always going in and out on certain days, sometimes not even coming home to the apartment. What are you two hiding that we can't see? What is this place?" You heard Namjoon's deep voice laced with disappointment.

You heard a bit of shuffling, your eyes peered at the door knob, waiting for it to rattle but it never did, you sighed in relief before pressing your ear against the door again.

"What is all this? Baby toys? A pink tent? Hyung, are you and Jin-"

"No! No, it's not what it looks like. It really isn't." Yoongi quickly declines. You heard Jin's sigh.

"What do you mean it isn't? What, you want to act like a single dad now?" Namjoon snapped at him harshly, tired of being lied to. You can just imagine his face. Jaw locked and eyes burning daggers on his elders.

"Namjoon, I'm older than you and I-"

"I know you're older than us but what do you think we feel right now? You think the others won't suspect you both 'cuz they're young and always out but we're old enough to know when we're being lied to. Hyung, you're my roommate for heaven's sakes! You don't think I notice when your bed's empty? You don't think I notice I don't see Jin hyung eating a banana in the kitchen at midnight like he normally would?" Hoseok angrily answers. You quickly looked over your shoulder to see if Nari had woken up since their voices are a bit loud, but she's still sleeping soundly.

"You both also missed three of Jeongguk's birthdays. Last last year, last year, and now this year. And— what's this? A party hat?" You heard Namjoon tear the paper party hat, the ripping sounds making your heart hurt a little bit, remembering how the small hat made Yoongi look.

"Namjoon, Hoseok, please just leave, I—" Jin tries to say before you hear a loud crash, a loud shatter, and bang, followed by Namjoon's yell.

"I will not leave until we get an explanation! This friend group's slowly drifting apart! What do both of you have to hide?!" He yelled so loudly it echoed into the bedroom, like he was inside the room as well, the intensity making you jump.

You heard a sniffle behind you, you stilled.

"E-eomma?"

You quickly looked over your shoulder and see Nari slowly sitting up, tears already streaming down her cheeks, a scared glint colouring her eyes as you see her bottom lip visibly wobble.

You run to her and cover her ears, quickly hugging her and shushing her cries as a series of shouts and more crashing sounds echoed through the hallway.

"E-eomma, Nawi, s-scare." She sniffles harder onto your chest, mumbled by your sweater. You rubbed her back softly.

"You should fucking leave." You heard Yoongi's voice say. Your eyes widen in disbelief.

"Not until you stop fucking lying!" You heard Hoseok's voice shout as another loud bang sounded through. Nari looked up and stared at the door, crying harder.

It made you see red suddenly. You sat up.

No one swears in this house. Your motherly conscience got the best of you before you picked up Nari and went to the door.

"Nari, cover your ears once mommy talks, sweetie." You tell her and she quickly complies.

You opened the door and stomped loudly, your body carrying a crying Nari coming into the living room, making the four men stop with whatever they were doing.

A silent moment stilled upon the whole apartment.

Seeing the place thrashed and wrecked, you slowly neared the shelf on the television after placing Nari down, holding her hand, her little feet following near you and never leaving your behind.

You picked up a picture frame, glass broken from being thrown. It was a picture of you three in the hospital, Yoongi holding a one-day-old Nari with you in the hospital bed.

You slowly looked up and see the shock from the faces of the two new people.

"Who broke this?" You sneered lowly, face blank of expression. You slowly look into each of the men's eyes, seeing a glint of fear build up quickly.

They knew they fucked up.

Everyone pointed to Namjoon who clearly looked guilty, seems like he was the one who threw the stray pillow that was under the shelf. Nari stays, hiding behind you, away from the view of the men.

Namjoon and Hoseok's shock were now replaced with nervousness and fear. They knew how scary you can get when you're mad.

"And who swore?" You raised a brow, holding up the picture frame. You already knew who, but you wanted them to know that they should be scared. You visibly saw Hoseok and Yoongi gulp before raising their hands.

"Did no one tell you that not one person swears in this house?!" Your voice slowly raised in octave with each word, making your whole body shake. You saw them flinched.

You pick up two throw pillows next to you and literally threw it to Hoseok and Yoongi, making the two of them cover their face.

"And who gave you the audacity to thrash my living room?! Do you pay the rent?! Do you pay the helper?! Do you expect me to clean all of this for you?! Do you?!" The four of them shook their heads, looking down as they stand before you.

For some, it would be a funny sight to see four tall and big men look down at the floor and cower before you. But the seven of them know better than to cross you, they know they should never make you mad.

'Cause this is what happens.

"You two are so stupid to think your hyungs don't have a good reason why they're being sneaky! And you two could have done a better job at being sneaky!" You neared them and flicked all their foreheads with two fingers.

They groaned and rubbed the spot where you flicked them.

You went back to your place, Nari still following you while covering her ears. You motioned for Yoongi to come forward with your hand before crossing your arms.

He looks at Jin hesitantly and pleaded for help quietly with his eyes, but the eldest in the room pushes him toward you, not wanting to be under your anger radar.

You tilted Yoongi's chin to make him look at you. He gulps as you smiled fakely, knowing nothing good can happen with that smile.

And he was right. Because your sock-covered foot was meeting his in a painful stomp. The force made him fall and clutch his foot, groaning in pain.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry!" He chanted quickly with his eyes closed while clutching his foot, rolling on the floor. You looked up at the men, when you met their gazes yours they quickly backed away.

"Clean this up! Jin oppa?" The eldest flinched before looking up at you.

"Y-yes?"

"Call me in the room when everything's tidied up." He nods and the four of them started to frantically pick up the things they had thrown.

You turned around to pick up Nari, who was already staring at you with her red rimmed eyes. You sighed and kissed her cheek before she looked over your shoulder, curiously looking at the busy men following your order.

It was 1 in the afternoon.

"Y/N?" The door creaks open just as you had finished doing your daughter's hair. You both looked up and saw Jin through the crack of the door.

You changed your daughter's clothes to something warmer, and you only changed your tank top into a turtlenecked sweater. You decided to go out with the plans for Nari's birthday once everything's settled down.

"We cleaned everything up." You nod and turned Nari around. Jin leaving the two of you be, closing the door gently behind you.

"Nari, baby, listen closely to eomma, okay?" You held her hands in between the two of you, staring at her eyes as she nods.

"Two more of your uncles came today to celebrate your birthday. The tall one is uncle Joonie, and the other one is uncle Hobi, got it baby?" She nods, listening carefully to your words. You furrow your brows and ask her softly,

"Do you want to meet them?" She nods again.

"Do you want to hug them too?" She thinks for a moment, looking down at your intertwined hands before looking back up, her small face clear to view because of her normally long hair were in pigtails.

"Joonie scawy." She says unsurely.

Whenever she meets someone new, her go-to action was to hug them first. But she's certainly having a hard time deciding right now because of her first impression of Namjoon.

"Uncle Joonie is a good person, baby, he was just mad at Yoongi." You raised your hand to cradle her small cheek, rubbing your thumb across to soothe her stress.

"Appa do bad?" She looks up at you in worry.

"No baby, he didn't do anything bad, he just made uncle Joonie angry." She nods before looking at the closed door, contemplating. You look at the door as well before looking back at her.

"Let's go meet them?" She looks at you for a moment, then nods.

You stood up from the bed and she reaches for your hand, holding it tightly as you open the door. She follows quietly behind you as you both reached the living room, the men were now seated on the couch, anxiously waiting for you. Yoongi was sitting on the single cushioned chair beside them.

You cleared your throat loudly before their heads raised up to yours. Hoseok's eyes were glistening with unshed tears and Namjoon was just really in a state of shock.

"Y/N, is it really you?" Hoseok asks from the couch. You neared them, keeping Nari hidden behind you.

It seems that after the dispute earlier, they didn't notice the little kid trailing behind you. They were far more focused on trying not to get swatted by your hand than looked at the two feet behind yours.

"Hi oppa." You bowed and smiled softly. Namjoon suddenly sits up straight.

"Why did you leave, Y/N? We missed you lots. You know, you scared us to death. And what is all this? Why were you hiding from us all this time?" He asks softly this time, his anger seeming to have deflate while they cleaned earlier.

Namjoon and Hoseok looked at you curiously, Yoongi and Jin looked at you with a wide smile of anticipation, waiting for you to reveal,

"Nari?"

You call behind you and looked over your shoulder, looking down at the girl clutching your legs. You brought your hand to the back of her head as you stepped aside, giving the men view of her.

Hoseok gasps and held his breath while Namjoon's eyes were wide as saucers. Nari looks at all the men before her eyes landed on Yoongi, she smiled and ran to him, giggling.

"Appa!" She quickly climbs Yoongi's lap and stands on his thighs, her small weight seeming to have no effect on him as he smiles widely before quickly wrapping his arms around the little girl to prevent her from falling.

"Hi sweetheart." Yoongi says and she gushes while giggling as Yoongi nuzzles his face onto her torso.

"A-appa?" Namjoon, for the first time, stutters out as you all looked at the two.

Hoseok finally found out how to breathe again.

"Yoongi, you're — her dad?" Hoseok asks in small breathes.

"Kind of, it's a long story." Yoongi confirms, busy with the little girl squirming in his lap, playing with her stuffed kitten.

"How about we go out to eat? It's Nari's birthday today, and I'm sure you're all hungry for lunch." You proposed. They all nod and stand up, Yoongi carrying Nari with him.

The men in the room stare at you and Yoongi as you both got Nari ready.

It was like they were watching a family on an outing.

You took your coat, Nari's backpack filled with two milk bottles, two diapers, a baby cloth, napkins and baby wipes. You put in an extra t shirt because you knew she was a messy eater. Yoongi took the bag from you and slung it over his shoulder while you brought the biggest umbrella you had in the house.

"Jin hyung, can you hand me Nari's coat up there?" Yoongi points to the coat hanger as he helps Nari with her shoes.

"The brown one or the candy canes?"

"The brown one, it doesn't look like it's going to rain but it's a bit chilly out." Hoseok says as he sees that the brown one was more thicker. Jin hands over the brown to Yoongi, the man helping her putting it on as you sneakily snuck in another pack of tissue in Nari's bag.

Yoongi turning around to look at you exasperatedly, you raised your brows in questioning.

"What? My daughter is a messy eater." You say as a matter of fact with a raised brow, but the man just chuckled at you and went with your explanation.

When Nari was all done, Jin and Yoongi took both sides of her and held her hands and went out first.

Hoseok went to drape an arm on your shoulders and Namjoon reached out to hold your hand.

"Listen, we both missed you, but you have a lot of explaining to do, Missy." Namjoon side eyed you, his brow raised. You chuckle and nodded.

"Sure, oppa." And the six of you went out in the cold, sunny Seoul.

"So you're telling me, Nari is practically Yoongi's child?" Hoseok asks in surprise as the six of you sit inside the restaurant.

You were chewing on your bulgogi beef as Nari sipped on spoonfuls of kimchi stew Yoongi was feeding her; she loved spicy food. Her stomach tolerance on the flavour surprised you the first time you tried to offer her kimchi.

You nod and sighed.

"Nari sees Yoongi as her dad, I think it's because he actually raised her with me and has been with her the longest, he's the only man in her life, well besides Jin oppa, and now you two. It's a mess. I told Nari countless times to call Yoongi uncle, she kept saying appa." You picked up a piece of tissue and wiped the remnants of the stew on Nari's mouth, smilling as she mumbled a thank you before opening her mouth again to Yoongi.

"And Jeongguk's her real father?" Namjoon thinks out loud. You nod and confirm it as Jin puts more beef onto your plate, you thank him.

"Wait, so like, are you and Yoongi... you know? A thing?" Hoseok asks, scooping up a spoonful of rice and following it with the bulgogi beef Jin was cooking on the grill.

You and Yoongi looked at each other, not really knowing what to answer.

You both never really established what you had between the two of you. All the kisses, hugs, movie nights, dates. The way he greets you whenever he comes to visit, the way he holds you in bed when he decides to stay the night.

You didn't know. What were you two?

"Y/N's..." He starts, going back to feed the little girl when she tugged on his sleeve. The men around the table unconsciously leaned in, even you, were anticipating his answer.

"Y/N is Y/N." He looks up and nods at them with a blank expression. They all grumble in disappointment and sat back. You laugh and nodded, agreeing with the man feeding your daughter.

"And Yoongi is Yoongi." You confirm as you stuffed your mouth with beef and rice. Hoseok crosses his arms as Namjoon's eyes shift between the two of you, Seokjin continuing to cook on the grill.

"What does that even mean, hyung?" Hoseok asks the elder in laughter. The man in question shrugged and ignore them all, baby talking Nari as the two of them started a conversation.

When they received no answer, the two of them looked at you. You raised your eyebrows and shook your head, refusing to answer them as well.

Hoseok grumbled and Namjoon sighed.

"It means they don't know, so shut up and eat your food." Jin says as he fills their plates with more flavour ribs and beef. Namjoon nodded and ate as Hoseok picked up his chopsticks.

"Pssh, rude." He scoffs before scuffing down at his plate.

The table was quiet for a few, the soft voices of Nari and Yoongi in baby-conversation accompanied by the restaurant's chatter was filling the space.

"Uncle." Nari suddenly says, making all the men on the table look up.

"Yes dear?"

"What, honey?"

"Why, sweetie?"

Nari giggles as Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Uhm, I think she was referring to me." Hoseok started. Namjoon laughs airily before talking with a sassy tone and a raised brow.

"You wish, she looked at me when she said it." He crosses his arms.

"Excuse you, I was her first uncle here, you all can eat quietly, what is it sweetie?" Jin smugly says to the two before looking at Nari with a soft smile. Nari giggles shyly then shook her head before looking at you.

"Eomma." She calls. You laugh loudly before you brush your fingers down her pigtails.

"Me? I thought you called uncle?" You ask her as she licks the ice cream Namjoon ordered for her. She looks at you and then smiles.

"Eomma pwetty." She randomly gurgles. You smile before you leaned to kiss her cheek. Yoongi was looking at you both with adoration.

And if someone was watching, it would look like a scene from a happy Disney movie. That's how the men on the table look at you three.

"Okay we gotta take pictures." Hoseok pulls out his phone before stretching out his arm, he looks over his shoulder and asks,

"Do you guys say anything for Nari before taking pictures?" You nod, cleaned Nari's face and made her face the camera.

"Say Nari!" You cheered loudly as the others follow.

"Nari!" Says the uncles and mommy.

"Nawi!" Says the little baby. Hoseok clicks the button.

"Nari?" Says the new person that had enter the restaurant, startled by the cheers of the table.

You looked over your shoulder and saw the boy's landlord. Your eyes widen in surprise, not expecting the new comer, but you weren't worried.

Mr. Bang is like a father to you.

"Oh! Mr. Bang!" You waved him over to your table as the boys follow your gaze with surprise. Said man comes and greets all of you as he nears the table.

Mr. Bang smiles at the sight of you and the boys, nostalgia hitting him as he sits between Jin and you.

"Mr. Bang, are you here for the rent money?" Hoseok asks jokingly and the table rumbled with laughter, Nari looking at the newcomer with — once again — curiosity.

"Aigoo, I told you that the house was yours to keep, yes?" He waved them off with his hand as you offered him a plate. You gasped in surprise before looking at him.

"Really?! You gave them the dorm house?!" You ask him with wide eyes. They all chuckle at your reaction.

"Yes, Y/N, a big luxurious one in Hannamdong, you know I treat these boys like my sons." He says proudly before picking up a piece of beef and eating it.

"Really? 5 years ago you were banging on our dorm doors and threatening to kick us out because we just put the trash bags out and not in the bin." Yoongi comments and all of you around the table laughed loudly. Your stomach cramped as you tried to regain your breathing.

"Aish! I told you I was sorry for that!" Mr. Bang pointed his chopsticks at Yoongi, making the man shrug and lean back on his chair, the atmosphere calming down to soft chatter.

"By the way, how are you doing, Y/N? I haven't seen you since..." Mr. Bang trails off, deeming the subject uncomfortable to say. You waved it off and smiled.

"I've been doing great, Mr. Bang. Been busy and all." You don't think he sees Nari because she was sitting between you and Yoongi, so you were unintentionally blocking the little girl from Mr. Bang's view as he sat at the head of the table.

"Do you work?"

"Not at the moment, I've been taking care of something else, or someone." You leaned into your chair to give him view of your daughter, licking her ice cream in her baby chair.

The men chuckle as they see Mr. Bang's eyes widen, jaw going slack as he looks at the little girl.

"Is she your daughter?" Mr. Bang recovers from his shock and now was smiling and waving at the girl.

You nod and turned to pick up Nari from the high chair and put her down, her little feet padded instantly to Mr. Bang's seat. He pulled her into his lap and she quickly warmed up to him hugging him with one hand as her other was holding the ice cream.

Nari was like a observe-to-be-sure kind of kid. As long as she sees her mom smile at the person she was talking to, she deemed that person her mom's friend, and her mom's friend is her friend as well.

"Aigoo, what a cutie." You smile at your uncle's words.

"Of course, she takes after me." You say jokingly and Yoongi scoffs playfully. You look at him and push his shoulder lightly before he smiles and he places his hand on your thigh.

"Are you her dad, Yoongi?" Mr. Bang asks as Nari busies herself with playing with his glasses.

"Jeongguk is, but I raised her and she calls me appa." Yoongi simply answers. Mr. Bang stops and nods after a moment, not prying into the subject anymore.

He knows how you and Jeongguk ended, but didn't know what happened after you disappeared, but nonetheless, he didn't try to pester you with questions as he just played at the cute baby on his lap.

Lunch continued on 'til you were all full. You paid the bill even though the men all wanted to pitch in and pay it for you, but you said, "It's Nari's birthday, consider it her treat." So they stopped nagging you about the bill.

As the seven of you walked down the street, Hoseok and Jin were holding Nari's hand and were walking first. You had your hand wrapped around Yoongi's arm, inseparable as the two of you walked behind them, Namjoon and Mr. Bang were behind you conversing about changing something in their apartment.

The triad in front of you suddenly stop, making you and Yoongi look at them. Nari gasped and saw the sign of a store nearby. She turned to look at you, still holding her chonnies hands.

"Eomma! Eomma!" She squeals in excitement as she jumps up and down.

"What is it?" Hoseok asks as he smiles at the excited baby.

"It's her favourite toy shop." You sighed before you nodded at her. It was her birthday after all.

She squeals and pulled their hands towards the shop, Jin almost stumbling at the strength of the two year old.

The rest of the group followed closely behind, as soon as all of you were inside the shop, everyone had all dispersed, talking about what to get for Nari. You and Yoongi were walking together before he stops in front of a toy.

It was a hardware tools set, all in different colors. You smiled at Yoongi.

"You don't mind that it's essentially for boys, right? It's just that — she likes to pretend she's building furniture and stuff ever since she saw me fix the coffee table last July." He asks for your approval first as he picked up the box.

"What do you mean for boys? Yoongi, it's fine, it doesn't matter what gender it's for. As long as she'll be happy with it, then we'll get her all the tools and broken furniture to fix in the world." You kissed his cheek before he smiled at you, tucking the box under his free arm and continuing to walk with you throughout the store.

You eventually saw Namjoon, who was looking at a box before he saw the two of you.

"You think she'd like this?" He turned the box to you.

It was a block puzzle, with the blocks shaped as people in the army in different shades of purple. You had to assemble the soldiers to form a shape that was in the picture book the set came with.

You smiled at him and nodded, "She loves the colour purple and smart enough to know shapes, she'll love it." Yoongi confirms.

Namjoon smiles widely and thanks you both before quickly running to the cashier and having it wrapped up. You both follow him and also had yours wrapped to a gift.

Mr. Bang follows behind shortly, holding a giant yellow stuffed dog that stands at half of Namjoon's height. You laughed in surprise as the staff just shoved it into a huge plastic bag that had designs on it, to at least make it look like it was wrapped as a present.

You all walked out of the store, waiting for the three people outside.

And when they were out, Hoseok was wheeling Nari in a bike. Your eyes widen in surprise. That must've cost a lot.

"God, that must've been expensive, oppa." You say to him as Jin follows behind, holding a plastic bag filled with other toys.

"Nonsense, I'd buy anything for my little Nari, you think we didn't see the broken one outside your apartment's door when we followed Jin hyung?" He raises a brow at you playfully. You sighed and thanked them, feeling grateful.

You've been meaning to replace that one with a new one but haven't found time to go out alone to surprise her.

All of you were now walking towards the local playground, a comfortable chatter between all of you, sometimes Nari will slip in with her random blubbering, making all of you laugh.

It was now 3 in the afternoon, the sun was still high up in the sky but the weather was so chilly that you had to stick next to Yoongi for warmth, your coat doing you no justice whatsoever despite it being the thickest and warmest you have.

"Uhm, guys?" Namjoon stops you all, the group turning around to look at him but he was looking down at his phone.

"What's wrong, Joon?" Jin asks as he comes near to the back of the group. He leans in to look at Joon's phone before fumbling with the bags, reaching out to his back pocket.

"What's going on?" You ask, wondering why were they suddenly acting fidgety.

"Just tell me what happened when I get back, I'll distract Nari for a bit, she's bothered why we got all quiet." Said Hoseok before he wheeled Nari around, distracting her with his sound effects from the thick tension around the group.

"Jeongguk's sending screaming chats to our gc."

"He's mad, talking about how we bailed on him on his 21st." Namjoon replied while typing aggressively on his phone, Jin quiet as he types as well.

Mr. Bang had left a little earlier, saying that he'll mail the large stuffed toy since no one wanted to carry it while walking around town.

"Uhm, did you have plans for today with him?" You timidly ask them and Namjoon nods, continuing to type. Yoongi sighs before turning you to face him then hugs you.

"We were supposed to go drink at this exclusive club he goes to, he's got a whole section rented out since he's famous." Yoongi rubs your back to comfort your stress. You sighed before wrapping your arms around his waist, watching Hoseok talk to Nari playfully.

"I think you all should go. He doesn't know that you all came by to see me, let alone know I'm alive. Just say you weren't together but met up and came home when you saw his messages." You insisted. You didn't want to cause a rift into their friendship.

You already did once.

"It's fine, babe. It was for Nari anyway." Yoongi kisses your forehead before he pulls out his phone, sending a quick 'calm down Jeongguk' to the gc.

"No, I'm being serious, you two have been doing this for 2 years now, today makes it 3." You point at Yoongi and Jin. You quickly call Hoseok over, when he was near enough you turned to Namjoon.

"And I don't want you two, Namjoon oppa, Hobi oppa, to do the same. He's still a friend that you know the longest. He's still your brother. It's fine if you miss Nari's birthday sometimes, she understands, right baby?" You look at the baby that was still sitting on the bike, she looks up at you and smile while nodding, even though she doesn't understand what you just said.

"I guess we better get home." Namjoon sighs as he turns off his phone and picked up the plastic bags that had fallen.

"We'll walk you to your apartment, Y/N." Hoseok says before all of you started to walk towards your complex. Silence engulfing the group, gone were the happy auras earlier, now replace with dread.

Once you've reached your door, which was on the third floor of the building, you let Nari in first, putting her down from carrying her up the stairs. Hoseok wheels the bike by the door, folding it up as the others wait outside the entrance of your apartment.

Nari runs inside and gets her box of toys. Jin puts down the bags of gifts they had bought her before he stands up and hugs you.

"We'll visit soon." He says as he pulls away from the hug. You smiled. The other two did the same, bidding you a goodbye and a see you soon.

"Yoongi, are you driving your own car or you wanna ride with us?" Hoseok asks as he twirls his keys. Yoongi shook his head and waved them off.

"You go first, I'll see you all at home." They nod and said goodbye. You close the door after Yoongi came in, lifting the bags to put them into Nari's playroom. You start to walk to the living room when your phone dinged.

It was from your sister.

AreumUgly: Hey sis, I'm outside your complex, wanna ask if I can take Nari out with Janyeon, he's been wanting to see her

You look to the living room to see your Nari pouting, she didn't want to go home yet since she now knows it was her birthday.

Y/N Eonni: Yea sure lemme just ask her

"Nari baby? Do you wanna go to your auntie Areum's for a bit? Janyeon's with her." You ask when you saw her playing with her stuffed kitten. She looked up at you and nodded aggressively with excitement before lifting her arms out to you.

You went down the apartment with her in your arms and saw your sister with her son, Janyeon, who was around Nari's age as well. You greet her with a kiss on the cheek and a hug, then set Nari down, the two kids bonding instantly. You hand her Nari's backpack which still had her stuff you packed earlier in it.

"We'll be back a bit late, around dinner time, Eomma and Appa did said they wanted to see the kids, did they text you yet?" She asks you as you both stand outside the building.

Your parents finally reached out to you when Nari turned one. They were crying when they came to your apartment with Areum's help and had apologised repeatedly. You were a big mama's girl, well, also a papa's girl because you were the first born. You cried too and forgave them. Now, they were constantly video calling and made you visit them, always having Nari with you, sometimes Yoongi coming along.

"They did? I haven't received a text yet." You opened your phone and sure enough, no texts and calls from your parents.

"Yeah, well, they were supposed to send a text, since they planned to surprise Nari today. But then their sink got clogged again and they said they were just going to text you to come and I don't know, fix it for them? But I don't know." She jokingly shrugged and you laugh with her before she called the kids over.

"We'll get going now, see you later!" She holds each of their hands and you crouched down to kiss each of their cheeks. They start to walk and you waved to Nari, who looked back and waved.

"Be safe! Love you!"

You went back inside the complex, took the elevator to your floor, walked through the hallway and through your door, to see Yoongi standing in the middle of the living room, staring at his phone, his back was towards you. Locking the front door, you started walking towards him.

You quietly got behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, startling him.

"Are you staying for a bit?" You ask him as he turns around. He reaches and pushed away the stray hairs falling on your face since you took out your hair from your bun.

He nods and lowers his hands to wrap around your waist, your hands reaching up to wrap around his neck. He pulls you closer and rests his forehead against yours before slowly swaying your bodies side to side.

"Yoongi?"

"Hmm?"

"What are we?" You push against him, hands on top of his chest as you looked up at him. He looks at you in gentle surprise, not expecting that question from you.

"What do you want us to be?" He softly asks you as he runs a hand through your hair before it rests on your cheek, thumb rubbing your skin softly.

What did you want you two to be?

You never imagined you and Yoongi in a relationship, let alone raise a child together. He was practically your husband with no strings attached. The way you acted with each other was so natural, you two were like a married couple. But the way you felt about Yoongi, it scared you. It confuses you. You knew how he feels about you, and he knows that you can't return them. You started to doubt what you said to him about your emotions.

Can't you really return them?

"I..." You trailed off. Uncertainty waving through your veins, filling your fingertips as Yoongi felt them fist his shirt lightly.

"You don't have to—" You quickly cut him off with your fingertip on his mouth when he starts.

You had to get this off your chest. You had to say this before you burst.

"I, Yoongi, I-I think, we can be something... more..." You struggle to say and looked down at the floor, embarrassed that you had actually confessed like a high schooler. You mentally groaned.

This was so easier back then with Jeongguk, why is it so awkward now? You thought.

You then felt his fingertips tug your chin upwards, when your eyes finally met his, he was smiling so widely. You lost your breath for a moment.

He was perfect. Perfect. You needed him to take care of you. Needed him in every way possible.

"I love you, Y/N, so so much." He says while tipping your chin. You struggle to say it back, words caught in your throat, staring at the beauty before you named Min Yoongi.

He chuckled at your reaction.

"You're not obligated to say it, if you don't-"

"I love you, Yoongi." You say out before you crashed your lips onto his, hands finding his neck as you leaned in harshly.

His grip on your waist tightened as he pulled you closer. His tongue prying your mouth open, exploring a bit before dancing with yours. He steered you both through the hallway, and into your room before pushing you gently on the bed.

Laying on top of you, he pushes you further so you were laying down, not pulling away from your lips.

As soon as you felt his hands on your sides, caressing every bit of your skin, you let out a rather loud moan. He pulls away quickly and says in his husky voice, panting for a bit.

"Quiet, baby, I wanna show you just how much I love you." He smirks at you, sending a wave of pleasure to your core as he leans in again, this time aiming for your neck as he suddenly sucks on the soft skin.

You groan out loudly, fisting his shirt before lifting it up, he took the signal and leaned away to take off his shirt. You copied him, taking off the sweater and the turtle neck before you looked at him. He was already staring at your chest hungrily and in adoration.

"Fuck, you're a goddess." His eyes flicker between yours and your chest. You laughed and pulled him in by his arm.

"If I knew better, I would be screaming at you for cussing." You whisper in his ear before licking his earlobe, bitting it softly while pulling away to lay your head back onto the bed.

"Well good thing you don't, 'cause now you'll be screaming my name instead." He says before he dove back in your neck and kissed down to your chest. He eyes them before looking up at you, asking for permission with his eyes.

You arched your back up and unclasped your bra, letting your breasts out in front of his eyes. His now wide eyes were ogling shamelessly, he licked his lips and captured one nipple into his mouth.

"Pretty tits." He says as he sucked and licked on your nipple, licking and suckling until it was taut and sensitive.

You moaned and gripped his hair as he suckled and flicked it with his tongue while he fondled with the other in his hand, twisting and playing with your other nipple in his fingers.

"Y-Yoongi, please, I-" He shushes you up by putting two fingers in your mouth. You moaned around his fingers and sucked harshly, wanting to be full. Your hands slid down his chest down to his trousers, fumbling around with his belt as he layered hickeys over hickeys onto your chest, paying more attention to your nipples.

You finally got his belt undone and you tugged down at his pants, whining loudly. He popped out your nipple loudly before looking up at you with a smirk.

"What is it, baby?" He asks in a sultry voice, teasing you a bit with his thigh rubbing onto your sweats-covered core.

You whined once more, your hands sliding up your torso before squeezing your breasts in each hand, Yoongi's eyes following your movements.

"Please, Yoongi, cock, I need your cock." You whined at him as you then moved your hands to take off the sweatpants you had on, revealing the lacy black panties you unintentionally wore today.

"Shit." Yoongi gulps as he quickly stand up to take off his trousers, cussing loudly as it got stuck on his foot. While he was busy prying his foot free, you took off your panties and watched him silently.

When he was done, he was clad in tight looking black boxers when he finally looked up at you, his jaw dropped as he watched you on the bed, snaking your hand from your chest down your torso and onto your dripping core.

You moaned at him, watching him watch you with love and lust. You shifted on the bed, your legs facing him as you spread them, giving him a good view of your dripping rose.

"Fuck, love, you're killing me." He breathes out before he neared you, laying on his stomach as his face neared your wet core, he places his hands on your thighs and spread them out more. He begins to place kisses on your inner thigh, making you groan eagerly.

"Y-Yoongi!" You moaned loudly as you buck your hips up to meet his face, but he leaned away teasingly before slapping your thigh. You gasped and moaned as soon as he kissed the spot his hand landed on.

"Good girls are patient, baby. Are you my good girl?" He asks you, voice muffled as his lips pressed against your inner thigh, so dangerously close to your slit.

You nod furiously, trying to keep your hips at bay as he slid his hands up and down your thigh, your eyes were closed when you felt his breath on your core.

"Look at me, baby, let me see your beautiful face." You looked up at him, seemingly in a daze as he smiles at you before lowering his head onto your slit.

You moaned loudly and thrashed around the bed as he licks up a bold line from your opening to your clit, swirling his tongue on it before sucking it into his mouth, pulling off with a satisfying pop.

"Pretty pussy." He seemingly says to himself as he admired your pink wet pussy, all on display for him. He brings up a hand and thumbs your swollen clit around, making you shudder.

"You like it when daddy plays with your pussy, baby?" Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, a wave of pleasure crashing to your body because of his words plus the pressure he was putting on your clit.

He chuckles at your reaction before he inserts two of his long fingers in you, tongue replacing his thumb on your clit as he flicks and sucks the bud.

You screamed lightly as he fingers your pussy in a fast steady pace, reaching down to fist his hair making him moan onto your clit before he licked it furiously, sometimes sucking while licking it. His fingers hit a spot in you that made you arch your back from the bed as your mouth formed the perfect o face.

"That's it baby, cum on my face. Let me taste you, such a good pussy, so tight and wet, I can eat you all day." He encouraged as he flicks your clit over and over, fingers hitting the spot that sent stars over your head.

"P-Please! Want you! Inside, please, Yoongi!" You try to push off his head off your throbbing pussy, not wanting to cum from his tongue. Your body was shaking when he finally pulled off, giving your cunt one last powerful suck and kiss to your pink and engorged clit, making you whimper, before he stood on his knees on the bed.

From your view, he looked like a king. You were ready to bow down at his every will.

"Kitten wants my cock?" He pulls off his boxers, making his length slap up his stomach, ending just above his belly button, the tip red and angry, leaking with pre cum. You eyed it hungrily and unconsciously spread your legs wider, feeling your wet cunt drip with even more of your juices.

"Yes d-daddy, want it in me, in my tight pussy!" You whined as you buck your hips at him. He grips his length and taps your inner thigh with it teasingly. You groaned as he smirked at you.

"Show daddy how much you want my cock." He commands, you comply. You reached down while staring at him, replacing his hands with your own as you gripped him tightly. He hissed and threw his head back before going back to look at you.

You stroke him in a steady pace, from the base and twisting your hand when you reached up to his head, he loved it.

"W-Want you to wreck me daddy, fuck me please, fuck my pussy hard, I-I'm so wet for you, daddy." You leaned back on your elbows, still stroking his cock when you reached down to rub your pussy with the head of his shaft, moaning when you rubbed your clit slowly with the velvet tip.

"You want this fat cock inside your slutty pussy? Bet your tight cunt's begging for me to fuck it open." His eyes followed your each move, licking his lips before he slapped your hands away.

He lined up against your entrance and slapped the head of his cock onto your wet throbbing clit before thrusting over it, rubbing your glistening pussy with his large cock. You moaned and whined as the underside of his long length caressed your pussy, spreading your pink folds and grinding against your clit, your entrance was dripping that the bed below you was wet.

"Yeah baby? Like how my cock glides on your wet pussy? Like this, baby? Oh fuck! You're so wet and warm, my good girl." He moans as he rubs the head of his cock onto your clit, teasing you as your back arches, your mouth letting out moan after moan.

"Please, daddy, fuck me!" You groaned as you buck your hips again when his head catches onto your opening, making you tighten involuntarily.

It astounds you that although it's your first time with Yoongi, he knew how to pleasure your body like the back of his hand.

He swears and he held your hands against the bed, levelling himself so he doesn't crush you. He grunts before he pushes in slowly, filling you up inch by delicious inch. Your mouth opened up in a silent scream as your pussy stretches around him, accommodating his large and thick cock.

It has been so long since you had sex, you forgot how the stretch felt at first.

Yoongi stills for a moment, letting you adjust to his size, brushing your sweaty forehead to get rid of your hair that covered your beautiful face.

Your eyes were closed and your mouth was letting out small pants as you focused on the way he felt inside you. He was admiring you, restraining himself from lifting your legs and fucking your pussy the way he wanted to.

Hard and fast. He wanted to wreck you, to fuck you until all you can remember was his name, how good his cock was inside you. He wanted to be the only man to ruin you.

"Yoongi, fuck me please." You open your eyes to find him staring at you. He nods and leaned down to kiss you harshly. His hips moving slowly before gradually setting into a steady face, restrained thrusts and muted grunts.

Your pussy was squeezing him so tight he didn't know how he hadn't cum yet.

"Yoongi, more, please, daddy!" You breathed out, wanting more than what he's giving you. He looks up to you and smirks, feeling his cock throb inside your warm velvet walls at the name.

"Baby wants more?" He suddenly thrusts sharply, as if proving a point. You nodded weakly, biting your lip as you pulled him down to stick your tongue into his mouth.

He started to rock hard and fast into you, skin slapping into each other as the room felt humid and hot. You moaned loudly as he repeatedly abused your soft spot, his thrusts never weakening.

"Good baby? Is daddy's cock fucking your pussy good?" He detached his lips from yours and moves down, now sucks at your neck as his hand comes down to rub at your swollen clit, cock still abusing your sensitive pussy.

"Yes! Ah! Fuck! Daddyyyy!" You cried out, your breasts were bouncing up and down and Yoongi's eyes were following them all the way, admiring how sweat drenched your body was, and it was all because of him — his tongue, his fingers.

His cock fucking you in the right places.

"What a good little cockslut, love your pussy fucked by daddy's big fat cock? Huh?" You nod aggressively as his words affecting you so bad. You had forgotten what it was like to be in subspace, it felt good.

"You want daddy to wreck you baby? You want daddy's cock to fuck you everyday? Make you cum so many times you lose count?" You nod and thrashed in his arms, feeling so overwhelmed as tears fall from your ears. You were tightening around him, feeling dangerously close to your high as his thrusts were hammering your body further into the bed.

"A-Ah! Daddy! Ohhh daddy!" You were a babbling mess, not aware of what was coming out of your mouth as Yoongi's cock fucked you nice and open.

"You love my cock don't you, slut? Fuck, I love this tight wet pussy so much! Should've known you were such a cockslut for my cock, baby. I would've fucked you over and over 'til your pussy's raw, but you'd like that don't you?" You nod enthusiastically and whimpered at his words, his hands squeezing at your breast as your head bobbed up and down at his thrusts.

"Can't even talk now huh? Daddy's cock fucking your little whore pussy so well, slut?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck, never getting enough of his lips. You begin to feel the knot in your core tighten and it seems like he too is close to release, his lips moaning into yours as your tongues battle for dominance.

"B-Baby, I have to pull out." He breathily says as he feels you wrap your legs around his hips, thrusting sharp and fast, trying to reach both of yours highs. You shook your head and looked at him, your body moving upwards as he keeps his pace. You moan as you say,

"I-IUD, you- cum — OH GOD! — i-inside!" He aggressively pulls you into a sitting position in the middle of your sentence, sitting on his thighs as his knees were still on the bed, the position making his thick cock go deeper into your pussy, grazing your swollen walls.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as you rested your forehead on his shoulder as you melt into his body, whimpering loudly as his thrusts going harder and faster by a mile as you felt his arms tightly hold you up.

"Fuck — baby! You wanna be my cum slut, huh? Are you my cum slut, babygirl? Want my cum in your slutty greedy pussy? Daddy's gonna fill you up, make you my cum bucket?" He asks you as he reaches down to slap your ass, making you jerk upwards, moaning.

"Y-Yes daddy! Am your slut! Want your cum in my slutty pussy!" You fall deeper into subspace, becoming putty in Yoongi's arms as he reaches down between your bodies to rub at your clit.

"I'm gonna cum baby, you're gonna cum with daddy, understand?" He demands you as he rests his forehead against yours, his lust filled eyes staring into your dazed ones as you felt your high quickly coming. You nod and moaned while looking into his eyes.

"Gonna let daddy cum in your pussy like a good girl? Are you my good girl?" You nod and started to move with him, wanting to release the pressure in your lower abdomen, desperately.

He groans loudly and he snaps up his hips sharply, making you gasp, a silent cry coming out of you as you shake with your release, Yoongi holding you tightly as he spurted ropes and ropes of his thick hot cum in you, grinding his hips slowly to ride out both of your orgasms.

"Yeah, take my cum like the good girl you are, baby. That's it. Fuuuuck! Take it princess, yeah — fuck, take it all, your greedy pussy's milking my big cock. Fuck, I love you." He groans as he still thrusts up to you, fucking his cum back into your sensitive pussy, not wanting even a small drip out. You moaned as he kisses your forehead, sensitive from your high.

"I love you, Yoongi." You say in breathes as you look up at him. He smiles and kisses your lips.

"I love you too, Y/N." He shifts your position, he was now leaning against the headboard, his back supported with pillows as you lay on top of him, too high from your orgasm you refused to move.

"Y/N, I gotta pull out, baby." He laughs as you grumble and swatted his hands that tried to pull you off, not wanting to move from your position. You were still pretty much in your subspace, and you weren't coming out anytime soon.

You got horny again after a moment of silence, wanting relief, the lack of sex for years was now getting to you. You started to slowly grind your hips into his, feeling his softening cock still in your very wet and very sensitive pussy.

Yoongi groans and holds your hips, stilling you from your movements, you whined loudly and tried to grind against him again. He raises a brow, feeling his cock harden inside your walls as you ground your clit into his pelvis.

"Babygirl wants to go again?" You nod and softly bounce yourself onto his hardening cock, feeling him graze your swollen walls once more. You gasped as Yoongi bucked his hips up, his now fully hard cock hitting your spot perfectly.

"Oh Daddy! So big! Please let me fuck your cock in me! P-Please!" He raised a brow as you continued jumping up and down, his eyes following your every movement. Stopping you from moving, you cried even harder as he grips your waist, and with an arched brow and smug smirk, he says,

"Beg."

"Daddy! I — hic! — my greedy pussy needs m-more! Please! N-need your cock, need your cum! Please!" Seemingly satisfied with you, he releases you and immediately you started bouncing up and down on his lap, his cock spearing your pink pussy once more.

He sighs at the feeling of your wet, tight and warm heat engulfing his huge cock, wanting nothing more than to fill you over and over with his cum.

"Go ahead baby, fuck your tight pussy back on daddy's cock, make daddy fill you up with cum again." Yoongi leans back and puts his hands to rest behind his head, watching you fuck yourself on his fat hard cock.

"Yes, daddy." You nod and leaned in, kissing his lips and fucking your tongue into his mouth, he groaned and sucked at the muscle as your pussy engulfs his huge cock over and over again.

You were obsessed.

After you both had shower, of course Yoongi insisting you shower together "to save water", you dry your hair with a towel as you step into the living, fresh new clothes on and sat onto the couch, reaching over to grab your phone.

AreumUgly: Eonni, Is it okay if Nari stays the night, Eomma and Appa insisted we sleep here and just go home tomorrow

AreumUgly: weather forecast says a snow storm will hit Seoul tonight

Y/N Eonni: Really? I thought snow was coming in late November. It's early this year

Y/N Eonni: Ask Eomma if Nari still has some of her clothes there

AreumUgly: Ok brb

AreumUgly: Yep they still here, does she drink the same formula Janyeon drinks?

Y/N Eonni: Ye, and make sure to tell Eomma to sleep next to her, she can't sleep without someone next to her

AreumUgly: sure c u tomo

Y/N Eonni: Bye

"Nari staying at your parents' tonight?" Asks Yoongi as he stepped into the living room and sitting down next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to him. You leaned backwards, back to his chest as you sigh.

"Yep, snow storm tonight."

"Tonight? Snow's coming early this year." Yoongi says as he runs his hands down your arms.

"You staying tonight? Don't you have somewhere to be, mister?" You say as you turn to face him. He chuckles and kissed your lips softly.

"I'll leave a bit later, I know Jin hyung's gonna get my head for this." He says as he leans back on to the couch. You nod and laid down on top of him, his arms automatically wrapping around you as you both watched a drama on the television.

The both of you stayed like this until Yoongi had to go. You kissed him goodbye before shutting the door behind him.

"Guess I'm all alone." You say as you relaxed onto the couch again, getting a well deserved rest.

Author’s Note:

beautiful reader,

SURPRISE SURPRISE!!! i was bored so i decided to post chapter 2 a day early! 

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A Jeon Jeongguk fanfic, by jeonggukkiss.

Tough | mom!reader x ceo!dad!jk with a little bit of reader x yoongi | smut, angst, fluff, slow burn, slice of life ! au series

Warnings for this chapter: semi edited, nari cries :(( , y/n also cries, angsty chap, yoongi cries too D: , stalker-ish jk, graphic depictions of being chased by a whole security team, besties... im scared to tell you this... hella sad breakup, yoongi says fucked up shit when he’s mad, scary situations that requires y/n & nari to move houses, y/n experiences a panic attack, more to be added

Chapter 3

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2019

"Nari, please stop making a mess of your food." You sighed at the 3 year old, who was silently crying while trying to eat. You picked up an already wet napkin to wipe at her chin, silently praying she stops crying soon or else she'll be too sleepy for the rest of the day.

She tried to cover up a sob but you heard it clearly. Feeling guilty for scolding her, you picked her up and sat her on your lap while the television idly played.

"I'm sorry, baby, really, uncle Yoonie, Hobi, Namu and Jinnie can't come celebrate your birthday today, but, you know, at least Eomma's here." You assure her with a tight lipped smile as you rubbed her back and pushed back her hair that had fallen to her face.

"No leave E-eomma." She cries into your chest as she hugs you. Your heart broke seeing your daughter miss her uncles. You wanted to cry with her. But this was for the best. You pray that this was for the best.

It would have been better if Nari grew up without any knowledge, memories of them.

You vividly remember the fight you and Yoongi had. Last week while Nari was asleep.

"You shouldn't have told me you wanted something more if you're going to act all entitled about it!"

"Entitled?! We're in a relationship and have a daughter that's turning three next week! I'm not being entitled, I am practically acting like your girlfriend because I am! And I act like this, it's because I care about you, Min Yoongi!" You snapped at him.

"Then don't suffocate me if you care about me! And daughter?! Nari is not my daughter! Mind you, she's Jeongguk's for fuck's sakes! You're always so clingy and-and just so suffocating to be around with, don't you have a kid to take care of rather than wasting time rubbing your affection all over me?! Or are you too much of an annoying loner to do anything other than that?"

And in silence, you hear your heart break again. For the second time since 2 years ago. But this time, the pain was doubled.

"We should've just stayed as damn friends." He muttered as he looked down, breathing heavily. The whole room was filled with heaviness. Your heart felt heavy as well.

You curled your fingers, feeling the hot tears streaming down your face. You didn't want him to see how weak he made you, so you aggressively wiped them with your palms and sniffled quietly before you looked up at him.

"Yeah.You're right, I—you know what? I think it's better if we're strangers again from now on. Don't come to visit me after this or I'll leave and you'll never see me and Nari ever again. I did it once, I don't see why I can't do it twice." You kept your voice steady as you try to keep your tears at bay. He takes a moment to digest your words, then looks up and quickly shakes his head, finally realizing his mistake.

He walks towards you and wraps his arms around you, regret eating at his subconscious. He sobs as he nuzzles his head in your neck.

But you didn't react, even though you wanted to hug him tightly and never let go.

You're not a fool, you were not going to allow yourself to be a fool. You ignored the red flags the first time with Jeongguk. You weren't going to again, this time with Yoongi.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, I-I was just stressed about work and mad and — please don't leave me, please I-"

"The door's right there, Yoongi."

You haven't seen or heard from Yoongi ever since he went out the door. You then told the 3 other men — as nicely as you can — that they were not allowed to see Nari too. They were puzzled, hurt even, and wanted to protest but they didn't. They knew they had to respect your decisions.

Even if it hurts them. Even if it hurts you.

Your heart was still hurting, very much, but you did everything that could distract you. You always focused on Nari but sometimes even looking at her hurt you. Every time you looked at her Yoongi's voice crashed through your ear.

"Nari is not my daughter!"

You shivered and blinked back to reality, realizing that your daughter had fallen asleep on your lap, her tears were drying on her supple cheeks. You sighed and leaned back onto the couch, grabbing the blanket beside you and covering you both.

This has become a routine for you both, Nari crying because she misses her uncles, you comforting her while trying to hold back your tears, her finally falling asleep on your lap. And when she was asleep, it was your turn to cry.

You finally let out a few tears, trying to reign back your sobs to not wake up the little girl sleeping. Before, you had everything under control, everything planned. How you were supposed to raise Nari all on your own. Now you regret all your decisions.

You shouldn't have let them meet her.

You shouldn't have let them visit her, or take her out.

You should've just stayed away. You should've just kept your distance.

You should've never called Yoongi in the first place.

You cry harder, remembering everything the two of you did. How every memory you had with your daughter he was always somehow in them all.

You missed him, but you weren't going to act upon it.

So you built up the wall Yoongi had broken down, built it up twice as high so that not one person can climb over it. Built it up so strong, not one person can make it kiss the ground. Only you and Nari were on the other side of the wall. And that's fine by you.

You rested your hand onto Nari's back and shushed her as she whimpered in her sleep, probably dreaming of the man she calls appa again.

She had trouble sleeping at night, she had grown accustomed to the man she knows by now as her dad sleeping next to her, with her mom on her opposite side.

"How are we supposed to celebrate your birthdays now, baby?" You whisper as you stare into space, hand combing her hair as she sleeps soundly against you.

You had planned to take her out with Janyeon and Areum today but Areum said that Janyeon had daycare today. Which reminds you...

You have to apply Nari for daycare soon.

You were nervous, she had never been around that many kids, only with Janyeon. But Nari was smart, like really, really smart. She started to understand Korean and English words at 2 because you talk to her in both languages, sometimes you even mix them both in a sentence. Although she still blubbers, she's familiar with a few Hangul characters and English letters. You taught her shapes and numbers, and so far she's getting the hang of calling out the different colors around her.

She has shown great intelligence at her age. It made you think she's secretly Namjoon's twin.

You know she can handle anything education related, but you're nervous about how she'll cope with the sudden change of environment for her. Nari's a very open person to adults, since adults were the only people she was exposed to, you didn't know about children though.

You sighed as you sat up, carrying Nari with you as you stood, you walked to the bedroom to carefully lay her down on the bed. You tuck her in and start to contemplate your choices.

Either a, you call the helper that stays with Nari on times you went out and make her watch her for a few so you can go and apply Nari for next month's daycare program. Or b, you can just bring Nari with you.

But she's sleeping right now. Stupid, you thought to yourself.

You stood up and went out the room, walking down the hallway and into the small kitchen, sitting down at the dinner table, you picked up your phone out of your pocket and searched for the helper's contact.

"Yes, Eonni?"

"Hey, I'm sorry to be a bother but, I was wondering if you can watch Nari today?" You nervously pinched and played with your bottom lip as you talked on the phone.

"Today? Really? Isn't it her birthday?"

"Yes, but she's asleep right now so I think we'll be going out late this afternoon. I'll be quick, I just need to run a few errands."

"Oh sure, I'll be right down."

The good thing about your helper was that she was always one call away, she literally lived two floors above yours.

You wait for the helper, leaving some money on the dinner table, and draping your coat on your arm as you get your purse. When she came, you exchanged a few words and laughed before you went out into the cold Seoul morning.

You walked a few blocks, crossed a few streets, and saw the playground near the daycare Janyeon goes to. And just in time to see Areum walking out onto the sidewalk. Her gaze mets yours and after being surprised, she smiles widely.

"Eonni! Are you finally enrolling Nari?" She reaches you and wraps her arms with yours, walking the same direction with you. You nod and she squeals in excitement while you chuckle.

"I've been telling you since I saw how she pointed at Hangul characters! And did you know she speaks a bit of English!? You got a gifted one!" You playfully scoff while trying to hide your proud smile as you both walk into the daycare, kids running around and screams of happiness were heard in a few rooms.

She obviously got it from me, you thought. You didn't have a whole wall dedicated full of your medals and certificates of academic excellence recognition at your parents' house for nothing.

"Hello, welcome! Are you two enrolling?" A teacher notices your entrance and approaches you both. Your sister shakes her head as she points at you.

"I have my son enrolled here already, he's in class Sunshine 2, Go Janyeon. My sister here is planning to enrol her daughter." She says as the teacher nods happily.

"Oh! That's wonderful news! Let me assist you to our director, you're just in time, we have a new program this winter." She walks you both through the colourful hallways, stopping at the only room that looked more professional amidst the child-friendly design the whole daycare had.

"Just sit there and he'll be with you in a minute." She opens the room and points to the two chairs in front of a desk. You both comply and sit. After a few moments the director comes in.

And my, was he something.

"Good morning. Welcome to Seoul Central Daycare, or in our words, a galaxy that holds the brightest stars of the future. I heard you have a star to enroll here?" The director greets you both in a deep voice, with a smile as he sits onto the chair behind the desk.

He reaches for your sister's hand to shake it and then turns to you, stopping a bit to stare at your features, before reaching for your hand, shaking it slowly with a soft smile.

"Yes, I actually have my son enrolled here, Go Janyeon, if you know him." Your sister starts. She figured you would be clueless how to handle these kinds of situations, it was your first time handling something that helped shape Nari's future, so she had to talk and she took first charge of the situation.

"Ah yes, that cute one has the most stars this week on his goodie chart, the daycare teachers love him." The director chuckles before letting your sister continue.

"Actually, my sister here wants to enroll her daughter, she's three years old, and she's very gifted." She nods at you and you smile, again holding back the proud look you had.

"Oh? And her name is?" He turns to you and once he looks at you, he smiles again.

"Her name is Cha Nari, and I'm her mom, Cha Y/N, it's a pleasure to meet you sir..." You trailed off, not knowing what to call him.

"Park Seojoon, but I prefer Seojoon, if you will, and the pleasure is all mine." He sneakily sends you a wink before smiling. You felt your eyebrows raise in surprise and you awkwardly smiled, looking down a bit as you were caught a bit off guard.

Woah, that was smooth but why do I have the sudden urge to laugh, you thought.

"Gifted you say?" He asks you, his smile never falling. Your sister notices the exchange and catches on to what the director was doing.

She stands up quickly, making you both look at her.

"I'm really sorry, but I have to go to do important errands, I'll be back to pick up Janyeon later. You can handle it from here on out, right Eonni?" She asks you as she heads for the door. You nod and she smiles and winks at you before she's out.

You turned back to the director but he was already looking at you, a fond smile on his face. You blushed, embarrassed, and then you cleared your throat.

"She's a very smart girl. Last year, she started picking up on the Korean and English language, and she recognises some Hangul characters and English letters, she's very good at memorization. Right now, I'm slowly teaching her how to identify colors. She's a curious girl, and is open and enthusiastic to learn one new thing every day." You say in a faint smile, feeling proud of how Nari was progressing every day.

"I see, and when can I meet this angel if you are going to enroll her here?" He asks as he places his chin on his palm, staring at you in awe.

"Uhm, when she starts daycare? I guess?" You shrugged and smiled confusedly at him.

Why is this man flirting with me? I'm literally just trying to enroll my daughter. The voice in your head exasperatedly comments.

He chuckles and leans back, his arms reaching down his desk and he pulls out a pen and paper. He writes down something on the back of it before speaking.

"Here's an enrollment form, the school banking information is in there, Nari's information, a copy of her health records, an emergency contact, a copy of her birth certificate and other requirements are stated there, it's fine if you pass this form and the requirements on the day you enroll her. If you have questions, numbers are on there as well." He passes you the paper.

You picked it up from his hold and thanked him before folding it neatly and placing it in your white tote bag. You stood up, him following suit.

"Ms. Cha, I would like to meet you again, not professionally, if that's possible." He rounds over the table to finally stand in front of you.

Huh?

Your brain short circuited for a bit.

You still for a bit, staring at his chest. He was so tall, taller than Namjoon, you could say, your head only meeting just a bit above his chest. You looked up and saw his eyes already piercing yours.

You stare at him and your knees straighten up, feeling just a tad bit intimidated under his gaze.

"You don't think I have a husband?" You ask him in a fake joking tone with a raised brow, hiding the annoyance in your tone, he tilts his head to the side before chuckling softly.

"Cha Nari, Cha Y/N, same surnames, most mothers use their husband's name on their child but I figured already. And you came here with your sister when most moms come here with their husbands or no one at all. I think it's safe to say that I'm asking a single mother for her friendship." He smiles and holds out his palm.

You smile and nod.

Where...

Does he get the audacity?

You were not one bit swayed with his attempts to flirt. You're a tough cookie to crack. He's up for a challenge.

"You're very smart." You pressed your palm into it intending to shake his hand but instead he brought it up to his lips, kissing your knuckles softly as a farewell. You chuckle lightly, a bit repulsed by the director's actions.

I swear if I don't get discounts on Nari's school fees, I'm gon—

"Do you give all your clients this kind of greeting?" You interrupt your own train of thought with a fake high pitched laugh as he lets down your hand and walks beside you out into the hallway.

"Only you, ma'am. Hard to believe, I know, but I'm a very professional person." He winks down at you. You scoff and shake your head laughing. He then stops in front of a board that was filled with one by one sized pictures, you look closely and see that it was pictures of mothers, their names and their kids' names under the picture.

Pick-Up Person Board.

"Now don't be surprised. We have this board here for safety reasons, this board determines who picks up the child after school. If the mother wishes to change the pick up, she can request to add another picture. Do you mind if I take one of you today? Since you're already here." He proposes as he whips out his phone.

You nod and he told you to stand by the white wall next to the board. You fix your hair a bit and stand up straight. You smile at the camera for a few shots, he was adjusting every angle so your face was seen beautifully.

You genuinely laughed when he started to playfully angle himself and shoot like a photographer to a model.

"You're a natural, Ms. Cha!"

"Pssh! You! Are! Crazy!" You continued laughing at him while trying to stay still, but your face was all wrinkled in a happy giggle.

He's not all bad, I guess, comes commenting your conscience.

When he was done he stood up and you learned from his shoulder on your tiptoes, trying to view the pictures but his height was making it difficult for you. He laughs and shows you the pictures.

"You look beautiful, don't worry." He says as he swipes on the screen. You scoff again, his compliments having no effect on you. Turning off his phone, you both continue to walk.

You stop at the glass doors of the daycare and you turn to him. He smiles down at you in a fondness you can't decipher.

"I'll be waiting for Nari, and you, Ms. Y/N." He says as he opens the door for you. You laugh and walk out the door before turning to him again.

"Expect us to come soon, Mr. Seojoon." You wink, flirting back subtly just for the fun of it, before bowing and turning back to walk out the daycare grounds.

"Mhm, confirmed, she has you whipped." The guard at the side of the glass doors shifted his eyes between you and the man still staring at your walking form.

"Damn right, Wooshik, that woman is a living goddess." Seojoon speaks like he ran a marathon. No woman had that effect on him, not even the mother of his 5 year old son that he's divorced with.

"I'd say, when I saw her walk into the gates, I was shocked to find out she's a mom. I mean, she looks so young!" Wooshik adds as your walking form has disappeared further into the streets of Seoul. Seojoon leaned against Wooshik's guard desk and sighed.

"Her sister said her daughter's a gifted one. I think the kid's got it from her."

"Hyungs!" Called a new deep voice. They both looked at the direction the voice came from and waved simultaneously.

"Taehyung!"

Wooshik calls over the newcomer. The younger one came through the daycare's gates and stopped in front of them. He was carrying a grocery bag. He smiled and did their usual handshakes and hugs before going back to where he stood.

"You should've arrived sooner. There was a goddess who came by a little earlier before you." Wooshik nods his head at Seojoon, who was smiling at his phone.

"Goddess? Who?" Taehyung laughs as Seojoon practically swoons over his phone, fanning himself. He turns the phone to Taehyung, whose smile dropped and a shock expression now on his face.

"Her name's Cha Y/N. And she's by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life." Taehyung stares in shock at the elder's phone, he mindlessly drops the grocery bag he was holding

"Taehyung, you okay buddy?" Wooshik asks at the younger, who continues gaping at your smiling face.

"B-But— how? When?" He stutters out as he grabs a hold of Seojoon's phone. He studied your picture and swiped, seeing more of you, laughing and smiling.

"I told you, man, she was here earlier, enrolling her kid or something." Wooshik shrugged and turned to Seojoon.

"She was here to enroll her kid, and she said that the child's gifted, very smart from what I heard." Seojoon says, a smile never fading from his face. Taehyung nodded in silence, still and even more shocked. He picked up his grocery bag, and bid goodbye to his hyungs. Before he left though, he shouts by the gate of the daycare,

"Hyung! Do you think you can send me that picture?"

And then back in the dorm.

"I'm telling you, hyung! It's her!" Taehyung follows Jin around the place, screaming at the eldest as Jin tries his best to ignore him.

Everybody was wondering what's got into Tae, they had never seen him so panicky and loud unless it's his usual nonsense or something really important.

"Taehyung, she's gone. As far as I know, she left Korea. Stop believing lies." Jin simply and calmly answers the younger with a lie while he cooks. He knew what Taehyung is saying is true. But this is the best for all of them.

"Jin-hyung! Ugh! Why won't you listen to me! She—" A ding from his pocket cut him off. His eyes widen as he fumbles around, and picks up his phone.

"It's her! I'm telling you it's her!" Taehyung screams just as soon as the three other men come inside, Yoongi and Jeongguk still asleep. Jimin laughs and sits down on the dining table, waiting for breakfast to start.

"What are you on about, Tae?" Jimin asks as soon as Taehyung stands at the head of the table, looking like a CEO ready to start a board meeting.

Taehyung got out his phone and placed it onto the table.

"I found Y/N." He says as a matter-of-fact as the others went to look into his phone. Jimin gasps and picks up the phone.

"What the fuck?! Is this really her?!" He asks as he stares at the picture on his phone. The woman who was smiling beautifully at the camera. Namjoon and Hoseok looked into the phone and then looked at each other, a sheer panic expression painted on their faces.

Jin turned around and cleared his throat just as soon as Yoongi came into the kitchen, followed by Jeongguk.

"Why is it so fucking loud this morning?" Yoongi grumbles as he walks over to the coffee maker.

"It's Y/N!" Jimin shouts. Yoongi stills and almost dropped the cup in his hands. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Jeongguk's head perk up at the mention of the woman. Yoongi turned around, cup forgotten on the counter.

He, Jin and Jeongguk approached the table. And they all leaned over to look at Taehyung's phone.

Everyone in the dorm was stuck in silence as they stared at your picture, a beautiful smile painting your face as you stared at the camera.

Another message came in, it was from Seojoon again, and it was a video. Jimin clicked it hurriedly and your face popped into the screen.

"You're a natural Ms. Cha!"

"Psssh! You! Are! Crazy!" You laugh as you try to smile at the camera but fail as you giggled loudly.

Seojoon Hyung: Isn't she the most beautiful person you've ever seen? I'm in love >.<.

A small chuckle was heard in the room, breaking the thick tension and silence. They all looked up to see Jeongguk smiling coldly.

"She's still here." He says as he watches you laugh into the camera.

It was so strange for him to hear your voice again. He didn't know what he felt. Anger? Regret? Sadness? He couldn't tell. But he prays he never sees you.

He prays your paths never cross each other again.

Or else he might not be able to stop himself.

"Seojoon? The one that owns the daycare down south?" Namjoon asks as he saw the message. Taehyung nods.

"He said she'd enrolled her kid there."

"She has a kid now?!" Jimin screams in shock. Jeongguk laughed in an obnoxiously loud way and the whole room quieted.

"She's a mom now. Wow. Happy birthday to me then." He shrugs as he walks to the counter to get his morning cereal.

Yoongi's eye twitches in annoyance. Hoseok, Namjoon and Seokjin looked at each other warily.

But they knew they couldn't say anything, they had to respect your choices. Yoongi quickly whips out his phone as well and makes a quick text.

"Okay, uhm, let's just eat breakfast." Jin says as he turned off and took Taehyung's phone from Jimin and handed it to the owner.

"But Y/N—"

"Clearly doesn't want anything to do with us. Leave her be, Taehyung." Yoongi cuts in sharply. Taehyung bowed his head and Jimin shut his mouth.

They all missed you, wanted to see you, ask how you were doing. Jeongguk too, though he didn't want to admit it.

It's better this way.

Yoongi: Wear a mask every time you go out. Pollution is getting worse these days. It's safer that way.

You read the message Yoongi sent you and sighed. You picked up the mask you had brought with you and wore it, covering your nose and mouth with it.

It was the first attempt of his to reach out to you. But you were disappointed. You expected more from him. You weren't surprised though.

"Guys! I'm home." You call as you step into the apartment. Taking off your shoes and coat, Nari comes from her playroom screaming.

"Eomma!" She happily jumps at you and you catch her. You laugh as she fills your face with kisses. The helper follows behind her.

"Thank you for watching her, lunch next week? My treat." She smiles and hugs you warmly in response.

"Sure, Eonni, happy to watch her anytime. See you again Nari!" She bids farewell as she steps out of the apartment. You pick up Nari and walk to the couch. It was lunch time now and you hadn't cooked anything yet.

"Nari-ah, what do you want for lunch? Mommy hasn't cooked yet." You ask her as she runs around the living room.

"Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!" She screams as she runs around in circles. You laugh at her, knowing later she'll be tired and sleepy after she eats.

"Go grab your shoes and coat, baby. We'll eat out." You tell her as you got up to grab yours. She follows you to the coat rack and shoe rack, she steps on the baby step stool to reach for her stuff while you reach yours.

"Need mommy's help?" You looked down at her as you shrugged your coat on again. She shook her head and continued to put on her sneakers, only calling for your help to tie them.

You grabbed Yoongi's beanie that he left on the rack and put on Nari, and a black mask to cover her nose and mouth, solely because she gets allergies from the cold.

You strapped on her bag that was filled with her things and went out with her into the wintery Seoul.

You hold her hand as she skips along the sidewalk next to you until you stop at the chicken place you both go to. You led her in first and closed the glass door behind you.

"How many people?!" Shouts the waiter at the back at your arrival. It has always been like this, they cook in the back and you have to shout out to get their attention.

"Two please!" You shout at the waiter in the back as you waved at her, notifying where you'll be sitting.

There weren't too many people today, probably because the weather's freezing. But Nari enjoyed winter, she loved snow even though it caused her to sneeze all the time. She loves being out when it is this time of year.

"Here you go, the usual?" Your waitress comes with lemonade and glasses before asking. You nod at her with a smile and she nodded. It was only a while you had waited and next thing you know your food was here.

You and Nari ate noisily, she sat in her high chair next to you and played with the crayons the staff gave her. You both laughed and you comfortably talked to her how you would to your friends, it was your strategy to help her learn both Korean and English.

"Nari, what part is this?" You ask as you hold up a thigh part from the chicken platter. She giggles and grabs it from your hands before munching on it.

"Tae part." She laughs with her mouth full trying to say thigh but you stilled as you heard the words fall from her lips.

Tae. Taehyung.

You shook your head, it's probably a baby thing, saying things out of nowhere. You paid it no mind. You continued to eat like your daughter hadn't said your old friend's name that she doesn't have any knowledge of.

"Nari, do you wanna go to school? New experiences, honey. Learn new stuff and maybe even play more?" You brought up the subject as she sips her sippy cup where you transferred the lemonade.

"Play mommy?" She asks you as she looks up, her big doe eyes and lips glistening. She looks so much like Jeongguk. She was so beautiful.

You nod and brush her hair. She smiled at you with barbecue sauce all over her mouth. You laughed and wiped them off with a napkin.

Little did you two know that someone was watching you out the door as you both ate.

"It's her. It really is her." Taehyung whispers as he stares at you in awe, noting how much you've changed.

"She got prettier." Jimin gushes as he stares at your face, noticing how much you've matured in the last few years. Taehyung nods in agreement.

They had both followed you here. Jin sent them out to get take out for lunch. They were on their way to a dimsum shop but stopped when Taehyung saw the familiar color of your coat when you rounded a corner. All thanks to the picture Seojoon sent him.

And when you leaned back to call at the waiter, they finally saw her.

They saw Nari.

"Oh my fuck! Tae! There! That's her kid!" Jimin pushes the other as he jumps, pointing at the cute baby, face messy from all the barbecue sauce.

Nari looked up from her chicken and saw the jumping man outside the shop. She laughs cutely and you look at her confused.

"What's so funny, baby?" You ask her as you follow her line of vision to the outside, but nothing was there.

"Jump!" She says as she continues to chew on the chicken meat. You chuckle at her wild imagination as the waitress brought more rice.

You spoon fed her the rice, knowing she was just going to snack on the chicken and ignore the rice. Just exactly how Jeongguk does. She picked up his traits more than yours.

"Nari, after this, do you want to go to the park?" You ask her as she chews more. She nods and smiles at you, teeth stained brown from the sauce. You laughed and continued to eat.

"We have to tell Jeongguk." Jimin says to Tae as they went into the dimsum shop. Taehyung stares at him weirdly and falls in line.

"Why? They broke up years ago, Minnie. There's no point." Taehyung shrugs Jimin's proposal without a care, following the line to the counter as the shorter man follows beside him.

"But, did you see how old the kid looked? Probably about 3 or 2 years old." Jimin continues. Taehyung looks at him, curious about what the older man was trying to say. He cocked a brow and beckoned him to continue.

"What if it's his kid?"

Taehyung laughed loudly, startling the people in line with him. Jimin smiled apologetically and kicked Taehyung's shin lightly, making the younger stop from laughing.

"Jimin, don't be stupid. She can't be Jeongguk's daughter. If it was then she would at least reach out for child support." Taehyung says as he crosses his arms on his chest, looking at the shorter man.

"I don't even know anymore, Tae. You know what, let's just go order and go home." Jimin nods, shutting down the idea quickly as they rounded up the counter.

"Come again soon, you two!" Said the waitress as you and Nari walked out the restaurant, hand in hand. You waved and walked forward, Nari skipping alongside you.

As you rounded the corner towards the bus station, you suddenly saw so many people in front of the street you were about to walk, each having a different item in their hands. Cameras, lights, mics and reporters and many more surrounded the area and you pulled Nari up to carry her, scared to lose your daughter in the sea of people.

You pull both of your masks up and walk silently, trying to stay camouflaged in the crowd.

"Mr. Jeon! Happy birthday! May we have a minute of your time?!" You heard a reporter shout far behind you.

You gasped in shock and like your body had a mind its own, turned around to the other side of the wide street to see a man, clad in a formal suit and tie walking out the building, the reporters swarming the area as security tried their best to distance them.

Jeongguk.

He looked... pristine. Like a protected gem. His hair was slicked back as he nodded and smiled charmingly at the reporter, who tried hard not to swoon.

He looks up for a second, feeling something off, before he skimmed the area and then, all of a sudden,

His eyes met yours.

You squeak before hurriedly dashing off, trying your best to run with Nari in your hands. It was a good thing you weren't wearing heals today. Or else that would be the cost of your downfall.

"You! Hey! Who—" You heard him shout distantly but before he had the chance to run to you, his face was being shoved in microphones and cameras.

You ran and ran, feeling your knees burning from running while carrying Nari's weight with you. But you didn't stopped running.

It wasn't long until you heard multiple footsteps behind you, so you tried your best to confuse them with your directions, rounded all corners and avoided familiar crosswalks until you reached your apartment complex, noticing how the footsteps behind you seemingly so distant now, they lost you somehow.

You ran straight to the stairs, ignoring the people in the open elevator that stared at you. You placed Nari gently on the ground as you reached your apartment door.

You fumble with your pocket for the key and opened your apartment door. You ushered Nari gently inside and quickly followed, locking it and peeping through the peephole. You closed the curtains and turned off the light, you were suddenly grateful you put the shoe racks inside the house or else the people outside might know you're home.

Nari stared at you curiously, wondering why all of the sudden her mom had run back home when you were both supposed to be going to the park. But she just watched you, she's very smart to sense something was wrong and kept quiet.

You looked down at her and sent a panicky smile, putting up a finger against your lips as you signaled her to be quiet.

You then heard a group of distant footsteps from outside your door. You quickly looked into the peephole just in time to see a group of men looking around outside your door.

You stifle a gasp. With fear coursing in your veins, you quickly hold on to the lock of the door. You then see the tallest of them pull out his phone and look like he dialed a number, he didn't bring it up to his ear though.

"Did you find her?"

"My apologies, Mr. Jeon. We lost her. We also asked the building's staff if they had a tenant under the name..." You froze at his next words.

"Cha Y/N."

They knew you. They knew who you were. And they saw you with Nari.

They were trying to find you.

You distinctly heard the other voice on the phone sigh.

"That's fine. Seoul's not that big for me to search. And she can hide all she wants, I'm going to find her sooner or later." The person on the phone chuckles and the guard agrees.

"Yes, sir. We'll try our best to find her. We've already got the area scouted." Your eyes widen in shock. You looked down at Nari now silently playing with her dolls in front of you, not seeming to want to leave your side.

How were you going to go out now?

It was a good thing that your apartment was under your sister's name, Go Areum, it saved you at this scary moment.

You peeped the peep hole again and saw that the men were now looking at your door. You refrain from squeaking in fright as you remembered a person can only look through the peephole from the inside. You prayed silently to whoever was up there for a miracle.

"Kim Jisoo, you should leave before we get sued for trespassing on paid and protected properties. But keep the place under surveillance." Says the voice from the phone. You sighed in relief and continued to listen.

"Yes sir, follow through, boys." He says and ends the call. He signals the men to leave, making him the only one left in front of your door. He looked down the hallway.

"Cha Y/N, I know you're here. I'm going to find you." He silently says in the empty air, taking a moment to study every door in the hallway, before turning and leaving.

You sigh and finally slumped back to the wall. You breathe in heavily as you start to relax.

"I have to make a plan." You look at the floor before you look at Nari. You had to get her out of here, it wasn't safe for both of you to stay here now that Jeongguk knew your whereabouts.

Jeongguk was not going to stop, especially since he sent those men after you. He must've had a reason why he wanted to find you.

You shut your eyes as you thought of a plan to get Nari out the building without you coming out with her. You think and think until a plan finally finalizes itself in your head.

You pulled out your phone from your coat and dialled his number, even though it was against your will, you had to. To keep Nari safe.

"Yoongi oppa?"

"Y/N? How are you? Do you need anything? How's Nar—"

"Oppa, I'll answer your questions later, but please, I need your help." You shakily say as you feel your hand tremble from the nerves.

You glanced at Nari starting to lay on the floor again, wanting to sleep from being full and having her energy spent from all the skipping she did earlier. You held up your phone to your ear with your shoulder as you picked up Nari and laid her on the couch.

"Sure, anything, what is it?"

"Can you come by and pick up Nari, bring her to my sister?" You say as you went inside to your room and brought out a duffle bag. You started out by getting Nari's clothes, all her belongings.

"What!? Why? Are you leaving again? Y/N, if this is about our argu—" You sighed, cutting him off.

"No, this is far more important than our argument. Please, oppa, just help me." You were on the verge of crying as you rashly folded Nari's clothes into the duffle bag, making sure everything fit so you can pack more of her needs.

"Then— fine, I hate it when you're being secretive. What time should I come by? I'm in the studio right now so it might take me 2 hours?" You heard his fingers clicking a keyboard.

"Perfect, just as long as you come. Bring no one with you, make sure no one can recognise your face. Act subtle." You advised him as you started to pack a few toys that your daughter can't live without.

"Fine. Y/N?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry."

"I, oppa... Just— just come, please." You ended the call before your tears escaped your eyes. You sobbed as you then brought the duffle bag to the living room, packing up Nari's diapers and bottles. You squeezed everything inside the duffle bag.

You couldn't bring the wheeled luggage, it was too eye-catching. So this will have to do. You can bring the luggage out once Nari wasn't in the apartment.

You took your phone again and sent a text to Areum.

Y/N Eonni: are you free today?

AreumUgly: Yeah, what's up

Y/N Eonni: Meet up with Yoongi and take Nari to mom and dad's

AreumUgly: Why what's wrong, you were fine this morning

Y/N Eonni: I'll explain later , can you do that for me?

AreumUgly: Sure sure, just text me the deets.

Y/N Eonni: okay, thank you. I promise to explain everything later.

You finished packing the duffle bag, but you weren't finished with your plan. You checked into the living room to see if Nari was still sleeping, which she was.

You then went back into the bedroom, crouching under the bed and pulled out the box you promised to never open up again years ago.

"Just this time. This. Time. Only." You say to yourself as you open the lid and see what once was your obsession.

Hair products. Different dyes, tons and tons of large bottles of hair dyes. There were a few extensions, but that won't help you.

You looked at your healthy, brown hair and sighed. You had to completely change your hair since it was the only thing they saw of you.

You picked up a large bottle of bleach considering your waist-length virgin hair, a 30 volume developer, and an almost grey shade of lilac hair dye.

This was the best option.

Jeongguk knows how your hair looks in different shades of blond and red. But not this. You've never tried lilac.

"Just today. After this, you go back, Y/N." You warned yourself as you pulled on the gloves.

You changed into an old tattered shirt and looked at the time. You then started to bleach your hair, wasting no time as you hurriedly applied the product down and up the length of your hair.

It's true when they say old habits die hard. You were coloring your hair like how you would three years ago.

You coloured everyone's hair. The boys' more especially, they loved having their hair color changed ever so often. Your sister had also become your muse back then. You loved it when you were bleaching and dying a person's hair. It was your kind of talent.

After you had set the bleach in for 20 minutes in two sets, you then proceeded to color your hair in the dyes you chose. After letting that set for another 30 minutes, you went and rinsed. You weren't surprised with how well the color lifted on your hair, it was grown out and was free from chemicals. You blow dried and brushed your hair and looked into the mirror, observing yourself.

Honestly, you admitted you could've done better, the lilac wasn't that lively so your hair looked all smokey gray with just a tint of lilac. But vanity wasn't important here.

Escaping from Jeongguk was.

You brushed a hand through your hair, sighing as it laid in front of your eyes. You were trying to escape your obsession with hair dyes because you had almost fried all of your hair off from dying it too much all those years ago.

You went into the living room, seeing Nari still asleep on the couch, you didn't take off her coat since Yoongi was taking her out again. You put on a beanie on yourself, as the cold chilly winter air was starting to seep into the apartment.

It was 3 in the afternoon when Yoongi knocked on your apartment door. 20 minutes after his arrival he was out the door with Nari, the duffle bag on his shoulders. 30 minutes after his arrival, he and Nari were probably in his car and you were now packing the luggage, filling it with your clothes and more of Nari's needs, folding everything into tiny pieces for more space.

You got your white tote bag and checked to see if all the things in it earlier were still inside before you slung it over your shoulder.

It had all happened so fast.

After you were done, you changed your normal brown coat into a jet black one. You changed into black slacks and a gray turtleneck, before taking off the beanie and putting your hair into a low ponytail, letting your long fringes frame your face at the sides.

You knew Jeongguk still thinks that you hate your hair up considering how much the guards knew so much about you, of course he must've told them how you always looked like.

But you were one step ahead. Jeongguk may be a CEO, business wise, but you were a mother, streetwise. You were the smart one when it comes to being sneaky, well, you're actually just really smart in general.

You were closing the lights and were about to leave the apartment, luggage in tow, when you heard a ding from your phone.

AreumUgly: got Nari

AreumUgly: *photo attached*

It was a photo of Nari and Yoongi inside your parents' living room. Nari and Janyeon were sitting on each of Yoongi's thighs as your father had his arm over the man's shoulders and your mom was smiling in the back as she was holding up a pot.

AreumUgly: Eomma's cooking dinner when we got here, you should hurry

Y/N Eonni: On my way

You stepped out and locked the apartment door. You checked your surroundings before you walked, wheeling the luggage you had and went inside the elevator.

You got out of the apartment and made sure to act natural.

The sun was setting as you walked, giving you its remaining light to make you feel safe as the sidewalk was still a bit crowded. You waited on the bus stop, adjusting your mask as the bus rolled in.

You sit on the singular seat, not wanting to be next to people.

Every moment since you walked out your apartment, you were walking on your tippy toes, observing everything and anything before moving cautiously.

You were alert, more so than usual. Ever since you became a mom, you always have to be up on your feet.

You leaned your head onto the bus' window, watching the scenery outside. You wished your life could just magically go back to normal.

Just you, your daughter, and no Jeongguk.

But fate said none of that. Here you were, a newly dyed-haired single mom on her way to her parents' town, running away from her CEO ex-boyfriend who was the father of her 3 year old.

"Y/N! My child! Oh goodness! What happened to your hair?!" Your mom rushes to you as soon as you walk in the living room. She runs her hand through your hair, looking in disbelief at your now smokey lilac hair.

"Please sit down, Eomma, I'll explain everything." You pulled in your luggage. Yoongi noticed your presence and stepped in quickly, taking the heavy suitcase from you.

You thanked him quietly, you knew he was stealing glances at your hair, but he didn't question it.

"Eomma! Hair!" Nari screams as you step into the living room, rushing to you.

She pulled you down by your hand and started to run her hands through your soft silver locks, making you chuckle. You pulled her into a tight hug, kissing her forehead as you wrapped your arms around her tiny frame.

"You're safe now, baby. Mommy missed you, though." You pulled back and pouted playfully at your daughter, making her giggle and kiss your cheek.

You smiled tiredly and stood up as Nari went back to play with Janyeon in his room.

"What do you mean safe? Y/N, what's going on?" Your father asks you as you finally sit on the couch. You sighed and looked at the two toddlers, making sure they were busy with playing.

Yoongi sat next to you while your parents and sister sat in front of you both.

"Jeongguk, he knows I'm still here." Yoongi's brows jumped and he leaned in.

"How?" He asks softly, noticing how shaken up you were.

You feel your eyes glisten with unshed tears, and when Yoongi puts his hand on your thigh like he always does, that's when you burst into tears. He quickly wraps his arms around your shaking frame and comforts you.

"Nari and I went out to eat for lunch, then when we were walking, you know the wide s-street where all the large corporate buildings were?" You try to say as you hiccup, Yoongi's hand rubbing your back. They all nod and wait patiently for you to continue.

"There were press everywhere, apparently J-Jeongguk was there t-too, he saw me and N-Nari, so I picked up Nari and ran. He s-sent guards a-after us, so I-I ran through different streets and I avoided crosswalks, when I lost them, I ran b-back to the apartment, but they arrived as soon as I locked the d-door." You sobbed into Yoongi's shirt, feeling the man press a kiss onto your head as he shushed you.

"That's why you wanted Nari out of the building." Your sister says in realization. You nod and sniffle before continuing.

"One of his guards called him and they spoke literally in front of my door. He told t-them to have the building under surveillance. They were roaming o-outside my hallway when they mentioned my name." You slowly calmed down as Yoongi continued to ease your shaking body.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and leaned down to wipe your tears onto the sleeve of his shirt, knowing he wanted you to do it. That's how he knows you're calming down.

"Did they see what you looked like?" Your mom asks, making you shake your head as an answer.

"No, but they know my hair color and what my coat looked like." They all nod, now knowing why you had suddenly changed your hair, and why you weren't wearing your favorite brown coat.

"Oh my Y/N, you must've been so shaken up. Let me make you tea, okay? Try to relax. You and Nari can stay here as long as you need." Your mom stood up and kissed your forehead, you nod and watched her go to the kitchen.

You felt Yoongi's arms tighten around you, pulling you closer than before. You looked at him and saw him looking down on the floor.

"I'm going to kill that bastard." He says in gritted teeth.

"I'm bailing you out if you ever do." Your father quips angrily, making you and your sister let out a laugh a little. You leaned back as your father stood up as well, following after your mom to finish making dinner.

"I'll go check on the kids, you should calm down first, Eonni." Your sister says as she left you and Yoongi both on the couch, going into the kids' room and closing the door after.

Yoongi leans back with you, now resting on the couch as his arms are still wrapped around you. You sighed and closed your puffy eyes as he ran his hands through your hair, admiring how the color suits your complexion completely.

"Your hair suits you." He says softly. You smile and leaned closer till your forehead was now onto his shoulder.

"Really? I thought brown was my superior hair color?" You say in giggles, finally calming down as your breathing returns to normal. He airily chuckles.

A moment of comfortable silence looms over the both of you, before he speaks again.

"Am I forgiven though?" He says as he leans back to look into your red eyes. You studied his face a bit before nodding. He sighs in relief and smiles at you.

"But we're just friends now." As soon as you said those words his smile faltered. His brows furrowed and he looked at you before laughing.

"You're kidding. You're still my girlfriend, you're just getting back at me." He said and he shook his head, laughing airily again.

You felt your eyes glisten again, your silence making him look at you in all seriousness, disbelief and heartbreak written all over his perfect face.

"Y/N, no. Please no." He said as he saw that you were serious.

He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.

You shook your head as tears fell down your cheeks once again.

His own tears cover his cheeks as well as he sobs, shoving his face into your shoulder as you both cry. He shakes under your hands, body rocking as his sobs escape him.

You pull him back, seeing his face red and blotched with tears. You wiped them with both of your hands before he caught yours in his, intertwining them.

"Y/N, please don't do this to me. I can't lose you. I can't lose both you and Nari. P-Please, I love you and I need you both. Y-You're my family, I—" His own sobs cut him off, making him bury his face into your shoulder again.

You shush him, crying silently as you comfort him the same way he did to you earlier.

"You were right, oppa, it's better this way." You comfort him, holding him as he shakes his head.

"I wasn't mad at you, baby, I was just s-stressed from work, I-I didn't mean to take it out on you, I didn't mean to say all those, I'm sorry, Y/N. P-Please, don't leave me." He cries into your shoulder.

"Oppa, I still love you even if we're not together. You're someone I know I can count on. I trust you. You're my best friend." You assure him as you rub his back, not wanting to cry anymore.

As much as it pains you to do this, you knew you had to. It would save you and Yoongi from future heartbreak. You love him, wanted to be with him and marry him, probably have more kids. You can see a future with him. But this was the right thing to do.

Focusing on Nari was your top priority. Maybe when the time was right, you and Yoongi could have a chance.

And if that time comes, you hope you're ready to love him with all of your heart again.

"Y/N, I love you. Don't do this to me." He begs you as he looks up from your shoulder, shaking hands coming to hold your face. You shook your head and smiled at him, feeling your heart ache.

"You know I love you forever, whether you're my best friend or my boyfriend or even my enemy, right?"

He nods and leans his forehead against yours, shutting his eyes as he cries silently.

"You know you're still an important person in my life?" He nods again.

"That will never change, Yoongi."

Your parents watched you both from the kitchen, your sister was also watching you both from the crack of the door.

They love Yoongi and treat him as if he was your husband, a member of the family. And seeing you both like this, it broke their hearts.

It broke yours.

"Eomma, sing?" Nari asks as you finally lay next to her on the bed in your old room. Yoongi lays on her other side as he drapes an arm around her torso, cuddling both of you to him.

He didn't want to drive all the way back home, your family also insisted he stayed here for the night. It was also technically still Nari's birthday, so you let him.

You scoot closer, wrapping an arm around her torso as well and you sighed. You closed your eyes and started to pat her thigh, lulling her to sleep just like every night as you started to sing.

"Hoping for more good days

If you believe me then say one, two, three

If you believe then say one, two, three

Hoping that everything will change when we say..."

You trailed off, waiting for Nari to say the next words. When you heard nothing, you opened your eyes and saw that both Yoongi and your daughter had their eyes closed. You smiled and kissed their foreheads before lying back down and closing your eyes.

"You're still the singer I fell in love with." Was the last thing you heard from Yoongi before sleep took over you.

Ring! Ring!

Came from your phone making you jolt awake. You looked at your wall clock near the door. 3:12 midnight. It seemed fairly dark outside, the moon was the only light coming from the window.

You were annoyed, disturbed from your sleep, because of being a light sleeper, it peeved you. You untangle yourself from the two sleeping people, grumbling as they were moved. You looked at them and saw that Nari was now all snuggled up into Yoongi's chest and Yoongi was hugging her.

Well, that's one good sight to see waking up. You smiled and leaned over to the bedside table.

You picked up your ringing phone without looking at the caller id, grumbling as you tried to wipe the sleep off your eyes.

"Who is this? Don't you know that it is very rude to call in the middle of the night? People have to sleep, you know." You snapped at the phone.

"Y/N? Is Yoongi there with you?" Jin's voice rang through your ears as he talked. You then quickly apologized and said yes.

"Y/N, listen carefully, if you're at the apartment, you have to leave now, Jeongguk—" Jin's voice got cut off as another contact was now calling your phone. You sighed in annoyance.

Why is everyone calling in the middle of the night?!

You click hold and answer before talking.

"Hello? If this is someone I know, I'm trying to sleep, can you gu—"

"I'm going to find you Y/N." An oh so familiar voice talks, cutting you off in complete silence. You almost dropped your phone in shock.

"Who are you? How did you get my number?" You tried not to stutter and remain calm. You knew who it was, you just wanted him to think that you didn't know any of his plans yet.

"Still naive you are, I see." He chuckles. Your nervousness was now replaced with anger, but you didn't let your emotions get the best of you.

You gripped your phone in your hands as you open your mouth to speak.

"Listen here, kid, I don't know who the fuck you are or what kind of prank call you're doing, I'm a mom and I could beat the literal fuck out of you if I wanted to but I'm smarter than that. If you ever try to harm me or anyone I love, you're gonna have to face me and my lawyer in court, dipshit. So stop calling me, you fucking weirdo." You snapped at the phone and ended the call before he had the chance to answer.

You looked at the screen and noticed Jin already ended the call and just sent text messages. You sighed in exhaustion, feeling the adrenaline flow out of you as quick as it came. You ignored them, planning to read and answer them all in the morning.

You laid back down on the bed, and as soon as Yoongi's arms wrapped over your torso, you quickly fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Jeongguk was in his room at the dorm, sitting on the chair of his desk as he stared at his phone in pleasant surprise.

Who would've known you had it in you to be a bad bitch?

He rarely ever heard you cuss before, he only saw you angry twice and it was a scary sight. When you were around them or when you two were alone, you have always been an innocent good girl.

Maybe he had underestimated his knowledge about you. He was the naive one to think that after all these years you wouldn't have changed one bit.

He was so wrong. He was now starting to doubt himself, doubt his plans to find you and bring you back. But he knew one thing for sure.

He wasn't going to stop. He was going to find you, no matter how long it takes.

And meet the little one that he so badly wanted to know who's the father of.

Author’s Note:

supportive reader:

AAAAAAA IT IS FINALLY TUESDAY SO HERE *gently puts chapter 3 onto your dashboards* ok so the next chapter will be in a more past timeline so no yearly flashbacks to Nari and Jeongguk's birthday ;(

but I hope you all enjoyed seeing Nari's past birthdays in the meantime :)

Jeongguk acting like this is creepy but uhm a bit hot? Wtf im so fcukedup anyways

so sorry for the unrealistic hair color scene i know that achieving a light lilac hair tone in one day is nearly impossible with virgin dark hair but since it's fiction i say whatever happens happens heheheehehheehheheheheheheeh

Also So Sad we aren't going to see YoonY/N anymore

:( or are we? O.o

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brother’s best friend - jjk (M)

↳ Pairing: jungkook x reader 

↳ genre: SMUT

↳ Word count: 5.3k 

↳ Warnings: intense smut, overstimulation, choking, spanking, dirty talk, dom!jungkook, oral sex (receiving), bbf!jungkook, and all unholy things that would put me to hell 

—  synopsis: In which Y/n owns a smut blog dedicated to her crush and brother’s best friend, jungkook. it was all fun and games until he finds out about it and acts it out with you. 

a/n: since tumblr links aren’t working, I suggest you to go to my blog description and check out my masterlist! 

“Y/n! Come here quickly!” You heard your mom shout from the living room, quickly closing your laptop and ran downstairs. You tried not to lose your balance as you simultaneously fixed your hair up in a messy bun as you took quick steps down. “Y/n, I swear … calm down, or else you’re gonna fall.” You heard your brother Taehyung, said with complete worry evident in his voice.  

Your mom was already attired in a business casual uniform with her hair up in a neat ponytail. She swung her bag over her shoulder and took the car keys from the empty jar that was set in the middle of the dining table. “I’m about to go now,” she started, grabbing ahold of her suitcase, “you two better not fight and always be good to each other okay?“ 

You can feel that Taehyung rolled his eyes, yet it doesn’t surprise you if he really did. "You,” your mom tended to your brother, “don’t do anything stupid in this house. Don’t hold any parties whatsoever, don’t invite people over, and especially don’t trash this whole place down.” Taehyung smiled, promising an ‘okay’ to her. You scoffed. 

“And you, Y/n, make sure that your brother doesn’t do anything stupid." 

"Mom~” Taehyung whined, “Mom we’re not eleven anymore." 

"I know that, but you sometimes act like one." 

Saying goodbye to your mom was kinda sad, as she was about to go in a one week business trip to Bangkok. Part of you was glad that you’d finally have some sort of freedom, but part of you will always miss her. When her uber drove off, you proceeded to go back upstairs to your room to finish what you were previously doing. 

~

As you were taking a hot and steamy shower, you can’t help but fantasize about him again. You know that musing about your brother’s best friend remains messed up, but the way how he looks at you and the way that he presents himself makes you head over heels for him.

Jeon Jungkook, 21, and a natural flirt believe it or not. 

Some may call it revolting, but you run a blog dedicated to all of your thirsty thoughts about him; not saying his name, of course. You post your deepest and darkest fantasies about him, and no one knows that it’s about your brother’s best friend. 

You often saw him shirtless, exposing his hot abs and muscular body to your own eyes. Your imagination drifted to the time where Taehyung held a little pool party between his friends. But when your mother found out that you weren’t invited, she persuaded Taehyung to invite his own little sister too. You didn’t really like the idea of swimming with a bunch of dudes and no ladies, but when you overheard that Jungkook was also coming, your judgment changed completely. 

“Hey, Y/n, lookin’ good.” One of his friends, Seokjin, wooed when you first stepped out of the house with a one-piece bikini. Taehyung rolled his eyes and smacked him on his arm, “Ouch! Okay, okay, sorry.” 

You couldn’t help but sneak a few glances to Jungkook. He was shirtless, only wearing his swimming trunks as he laid on one of the long chairs by the pool. He had his head tilted back as the sun kissed his skin, providing a stunning glow on his skin. You bit your lip, shaking your head. Now’s not the time. 

You masturbated and used your trusty vibrator to the thought of him. And it would be an utter hell if Taehyung ever finds out. 

You were knocked out of your dark thoughts when you heard rapid knocks to the door, "Y/n! Are you here?” Taehyung’s voice asked. “Yeah, why?” You turned out the water for a second to hear what he has to say. 

“Can we borrow your laptop? It’s for a project!" 

You groaned, tilting your head back, "No! Use your own!" 

"We’re already using mine. We need two." 

You rolled your eyes, already annoyed. "Whatever, fine." 

"Yay, thanks.” You can hear him already stepping away from the door until another question pops up inside your mind, “Wait! Who are you with? Who’s gonna use mine?" 

"Jeon Jungkook!" 

Your eyes went completely wide, mouth open in hysteria. Your brain couldn’t seem to function, and no other words were spilling out of your mouth. You wanted to scream, to bring back every word you said and to just run out of the shower to grab your laptop away from him – but you know you were too late. 

~

Jungkook’s point of view: 

"So what did she say?” I asked as I saw Taehyung returning back from upstairs. He grinned, revealing Y/n’s laptop from his back where he was previously hiding it. Seeing all of the cute stickers that surfaced the most part of her laptop made me smirk. “Here,” he gave the laptop to me as I set it up on top of the marble island. 

“Does it have a password?" 

"Yeah, it’s ’mypassword’. All lowercase, no space.”

A chuckle emitted from my lips as I looked at Taehyung, who sat across from me, already indulged in his own laptop. “How do you know that?" 

"I just notice her typing it in sometimes." 

My fingers typed the password the way how Taehyung said, and it unlocks. The first thing that appeared on the screen made my eyebrows furrow in confusion. 

Examining the whole page, I noticed that it was run by her. It was her account, and it was filled with all kinds of dirty fantasies. I bit my lip scrolling down to search for more. I knew that it was so wrong to invade someone’s privacy like this and just pretend that I didn’t see anything – but I couldn’t believe that someone like her thinks about all these nasty thoughts. 

[ Imagine your dom fucking you against the wall, lifting one of your legs up as he chokes you with his other hand ]

[ Your dom overstimulating you to the point where your legs shake, begging that you can’t take it any further but it just fuels him to fuck you harder ] 

[ ughhhh just the thought of someone wrapping their hand around your throat, whispering praises in your ear for how good you’ve been for them ]

[ fuck, when a guy has that cocky smirk turns me on so much ]

[ Your dom spanking you to the point where your ass turns red as he punishes you for being bad ]

I gulped, feeling a little bit turned on. I always saw Y/n as an innocent and a serene girl, but fuck was I wrong. My eyes go to an anonymous question that was sent to her, asking; 

[ Q: ‘Do you have a dom??’ ]

[ - no, just someone who inspires me lmao ]

[ Q: ‘who is it then???’ ] 

[ - i can’t say the name obviously, woman. ]

[ Q: Initials? ]

[ - jjk ;) ]

I almost choked on my own saliva after I saw the letters. I didn’t want to assume too fast, but I was certain that I’m the only person that she knows that has those initials. I smirk at the thought of Y/n having these dirty thoughts about me when she looks like an actual angel – so pure. 

I look up at Taehyung, who was apparently already staring at me with a confused look. “You good there?” he asked, nodding his head in my direction. I smirk furthermore, “Yeah.” 

“Okay. Now go to google docs.” 

~ 

You were panicking like shit, trying to put your clothes on properly. You were struggling to hike up your leggings, resulting in hopping on one foot as you almost lost your balance. You ran downstairs as fast as you could, praying that Jungkook has not opened your laptop yet. 

But as soon you were at the end of the staircase, you turned to your left and saw the two boys sitting at the marble islands, looking at your drained state. 

Your breathing was heavy, and you looked like you had just run a marathon. “What’s up with you, Y/n?” Taehyung asked, completely annoyed by your presence. 

You meet Jungkook’s eyes across the room who was staring at you intensely with a smirk. You gulped, seeing how he eyed you up and down. You suddenly felt small. “I-I need my laptop back.” 

“What? Why? We’re using it already.” Taehyung groaned. 

“Please, can I have it back? I-I forgot that I had work to do as well.” 

Taehyung looked at Jungkook, “What do you say?” 

“It’s okay,” he replied but never keeping his eyes away from you, “you can have it back.” He closed the cover, waiting for you to take your laptop back. You held your breath as you took the courage to walk over to them and retrieve your laptop from him. You seized a quick glance at Jungkook, and you noticed how he smirked at gave you a quick wink. Your eyes widen, quickly turning around as you were clutching your laptop tightly to your chest. 

You were fucked. 

~

Next day:

You were almost considering about deleting your account just because of how humiliated you’ve become. 

Taehyung said that Jungkook was going to come back again just to finish their project. Meaning, another day of hiding all day inside the comfort of your room. Your laptop – that goddamn thing – was on the other side of your room, charging as you were staring blankly at the white ceiling above you. Your hair was all messy and tangled from all of the tuggings you have been doing for the past hour.

‘He must’ve seen everything’, you thought to yourself as you closed your eyes. You reminisced about your recent posts that he might have seen and you immediately remembered the questions about having a ‘dom’. “Fuck!” you yelled, rubbing your face with your hands. You continuously kicked the sheets below you in rage, even throwing a pillow aimed to your laptop. “Why did I even think about posting his initials?” you whined, trapping your face with a pillow and let out a muffled groan.

You stayed like that for a couple of minutes until you calmed yourself down. You stood up from the comfort of your bed and looked at yourself in the mirror. Letting out a chuckle, you shook your head. “You fucking idiot,” you told yourself. You grabbed a comb and fixed your hair, taking your time to relax.

Just the thought of your crush finding out that you run a filthy blog just for him made you insane. You probably couldn’t even look at his eyes anymore, and you just pray to God that he doesn’t tell Taehyung about this. Because if he does, you were seriously deliberating about moving out of the house, blocking every connection from him and just disappear.

But did you regret doing the blog, though? Not really. Jungkook was seriously a hot guy. The way how he walks like he’s better than any other model there is, how the veins on his forearms are so prominent and visible, or how luscious his thighs are - makes you drool. He can literally be a cute bunny and turn into a hot daddy afterward. His fucking duality.

You found yourself daydreaming about him again and you mentally slapped yourself. You groaned at yourself and continued your little grooming session.

It was after a while until Taehyung literally texted your phone saying that Jungkook has just arrived; as if you needed the alarm. You replied with a simple “k” and decided to open your laptop. You logged in into your account and uploaded a post.

[ Okay, update. My crush knows that this blog is about him 💀]

After a moment, someone replied.

[ - Is this the jjk guy? ]

[ Yup. ]

[ - oh. Im the anon who asked the initals. woops #sorrynotsorry ]

[ you’re gonna pay for this, anon. I swear eye– ]

[ - girl, maybe I just made you a favor ]

“What?” you furrowed your eyebrows, about to type a reply before a knock the door refrained you from your actions. You looked up, waiting for the person on the other side to say anything. Nothing. Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you stood up from your desk and walked over to the door, about to open it but another set of knocks came.

With a huff, you finally opened the door. “What do you wa—”

The person you were least expecting was on the other side, almost making you lose your balance.

“J-Jungkook?”

He smirked smugly, combing his hair back, making his arms flex involuntarily. He stepped forward, making you take a shy step back as he leaned himself against the doorframe. “Y/n,” he smiles, crossing his arms in front of him. Your breathing was heavy and you tried your hardest to look away, but something in his eyes prevents you from doing it. He caught you within him, and Jungkook has something planned.

“W-where’s Tae?” You asked quietly, not trusting your voice. Jungkook laughs silently as he steps forward, coming inside of your room. He looks at your bed then turns to you again, “Can I sit here?”

“Oh, um, of course.” You forced a little smile. He smiles back at you as he sits down at the edge of your bed as you try not to literally drool. He wore black skinny jeans and with a white shirt tucked in. Even when he wore the simplest clothing he’ll still look good in them. You stood there awkwardly, playing with your nimble fingers until he signaled you to come closer. Your eyes widen for a second and you gulp. You obeyed him and you were now standing between his knees. He looks up at you and smiled. “Tae has gone to the mall to get a few things for our project.”

“And you didn’t go with him?” You asked. He chuckles, carefully holding your left hand and caressing it. Your breath hitched, biting your lip unconsciously.

“No, I told him I’d stay here. And besides,” Jungkook suddenly tugs on your arm, making you jolt forward and lay on his lap, “we have a lot to talk about.” You couldn’t breathe, everything seems to happen so fast. You heard him chuckle, caressing your backside. He holds your hips in place so that you couldn’t move. His stern grip on your sides makes you want to let out a moan, but you tried your hardest to prevent that.

“Jungkook…I –”

“Tell me, y/n. Was your blog dedicated to me?” he asked as he raised one brow up. You looked down in humiliation. You were about to say some lame excuse until he firmly gripped your chin, making you look deep into his brown irises. You tried to look away but his hold didn’t let you. He chuckled, “One word, baby. We’re you thinking about me when you post in that filthy little blog of yours?”

You sighed, the pet name making you feel some time of way, “Yes.”

Your answer resulted in him smirking, shaking his head. “You’re such a naughty little girl, aren’t you? Thinking about your brother’s best friend to fuck you. Is that what you want?”

The bluntness in his voice made you gasp lightly, not believing what you just heard. “Jungkook, I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“A simple sorry isn’t gonna fix this, Y/n. Now, lay across my lap.”

You couldn’t believe what was happening, your every fantasy was about to come to life, and to be honest, you weren’t ready. You obeyed his instruction and you had your stomach pressed against his thighs, your knees touching the floor. He grabbed both of your wrists and encaptured them in one of his hands, pressing it against your back. You took a deep breath, knowing what was about to come. “Look at you,” he says, “laid across my lap like this. Do you know why you’re in this position, babygirl?” You whined at the name that he used, closing your eyes. “Answer me.” He grips your wrists tighter, making you wince. “Y-yes.”

“And why’s that?”

“B-because…” he started to remove your leggings down slowly, teasing you. “Because? Hmm?”

“Because I’ve been bad.”

He hums in approval, removing the material from your ass completely. Your white laced underwear exposed to him makes him growl, his member starting to grow. He runs a hand over your soft skin gently, caressing it carefully then squeezing it right after. You yelped in surprise. “Should I spank you for that, baby? Should I spank this pretty ass of yours until it’s red?”

You moaned, nodding your head as he chuckles. “Count for me.”

His right hand meets your right cheek harshly, leaving a filthy sound from the collision. You jolted forward, not expecting that he’d go hard immediately. “One.”

“You dirty little slut,” he hits you again, much harder than before as you mumble a ‘two’, “You like to be spanked, don’t you?” he hits you again, this time moaning out loud. “Three.” The lewd noises that the impact makes with the pleasurable pain already made you wet. His hold on your wrists tightens as he smacks you again. “Fucking answer.” He growls, and you obey him. “Y-yes. I do like it.”

He hits you for the fifth, sixth, seventh, and until it climbs up to the twentieth and you were knocked out. “Jungkook, p-please stop.” You had tears coming out from the corners of your eyes, both from the pain and the pleasure that every hit brings. He scoffs as he clashes his big hand on your left cheek for the last time. “T-twenty one,” you sniff. He removes your leggings off of your legs entirely as he lifts you up. He places you back on his lap in a straddling position. He wipes your tears off of your cheeks with his thumb gently, looking at your flushed face tenderly.

“So good for me, angel.” He whispers.

He himself looks flushed, his cheeks were red and so were yours. Spanking was one of his kinks as well, and we just loves how your body reacts to him. He lifts his hand up to your hair and removes your ponytail, leaving your gorgeous hair to fall down and frame your face. He smiles up at you and caresses your cheeks, pressing your face into his palm.

He looks at your lips for a second and locks his eyes back to yours, “Can I kiss you, Y/n?”

You nodded, forcing a small smile. Within a flash, he pressed his lips into yours. Your mouths fit perfectly, dancing together with a hot rhythm. He controls the kiss, pulling you closer to him. He swipes his tongue on your bottom lip, asking for entrance as you submitted to him, opening your mouth slightly so that his tongue can slip in. You moaned in the kiss as your tongues fought for dominance which he easily won.

His right hand slid down your stomach until it reached the hem of your shirt, tugging it playfully. His hand was so close to where you badly needed him, but you were too shy to ask. You whined as you teasingly wiggled your ass. He groaned at your movements, his dick already painfully hard against his jeans. He moves his hand further down until he ghosts it above your underwear. “Can I touch you here babygirl?”

“Yes, p-please.” You closed your eyes as you felt his hand cup your heat, you can feel your wetness soaking through the fabric. “Shit, Y/n. You’re so wet.” He presses his long fingers against the thin cloth firmly, making you moan. You can feel his member twitch beneath you. “Did your punishment made you this wet, huh? You’re so goddamn naughty, baby.” He growls as he pushes your underwear to the side as he collects your juices with two fingers, sliding them up and down teasingly. You moan out his name, the feeling of his fingers were already too much for you. He slid his digits up and down, soaking them until he brings his hand in front of your mouth. “Taste yourself, baby.”

You brought your face closer as you wrapped your mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean. Your own taste wasn’t unfamiliar, as you have done that many times before. He bit his lip as he groaned, loving the feeling of your mouth sucking on his digits as you would on his cock. He bought his hand back down and abruptly slid two fingers inside your pussy, making you gasp loudly. You rolled your eyes back and your mouth formed an ‘o’. “F-fuck, Jungkook.”

He slowly thrusts his digits in and out, producing lewd and wet noises. “A-ahh, p-please. Faster.” You begged, making him smirk. “Hmm, faster? Want it faster?”

You nod vigorously as he complies, fucking your hole faster and harder. The lustful sounds that it made plus seeing how his arms flex makes you moan out loud. You rest your forehead on his right shoulder, your body giving up on you. He chuckles, fucking you even faster. “You like that, baby?”

“Yes.” You moaned, closing your eyes tightly as you felt a familiar knot on your stomach. He can feel you clenching around his fingers, signaling your high.

“You look so fucking hot, Y/n. You gonna come for me baby? Come on, spill your cum all over my fingers.” He suddenly presses his thumb on your clit, making you jump from the addition of pleasure. He rubs your clit roughly, making you whine against his tshirt. “I-I’m gonna…”

You couldn’t finish your sentence as you clenched your walls around his fingers tightly, your cum coating his digits. “Fuuuuck”, you dragged out, legs shaking. You haven’t come this hard before, and the feeling was all new for you. It was addicting. “Shit,” he chuckles, removing his fingers and tasting your cum. He made you look at him as he wraps his mouth around his own fingers, keeping his eye contact on yours. “Taste better than I imagined it, love.”

He places his hands underneath your arms as he lifts you up, and placed you down on the soft mattress of your bed. He hovers above you, removing his shirt and exposing his abs that you’ve seen countless of times. You whined, crossing your legs together at the sight. He chuckles, moving a hand in between your thighs and parting them away from each other. “I’m gonna clean you up, babygirl.”

He moves himself down, removes your underwear as he positions his head in between your thighs. He licks a bold stripe from your entrance up to your clit, making you moan out loud. You were still so sensitive from the orgasm you had earlier, and your legs were shaking from the pleasure. He held your hips down with his hands as he licks you clean. “You taste so fucking sweet baby.” He groans, diving in into your wetness and collecting your juices. You tugged on his hair, making him moan against your pussy. The vibration made your insides turn from the immense pleasure. He starts wrapping his lips around your little bundle of nerves, sucking on it as he flicks his tongue around it at the same time. His actions made you tug on his hair harder and scream out loud.

Little did you know you were cumming for a second time, legs frantically shaking as you spilled on his mouth. He was quick to catch everything with his mouth, not wanting to waste even a little drop of your cum.

He brings his mouth upwards to yours, making you taste yourself on him for a second time. “Jungkook…” you whined, wanting more.

He removes your shirt, exposing your bare chest for him that results to a guttural moan coming from him. He kneads your breasts, making you whimper, the little buds hardening. He kneels in front of you, undoing the buttons of his jeans and pulling the zip down. Being impatient, you reached out to remove his jeans but his hands were faster and he refrained you from doing your plan. “Nuh-uh, be patient,” he smirks. He pulls his jeans down with his boxers, revealing his manhood.

You whined, seeing how hard he has become because of you made you bit you lip. He strokes his cock a couple of times, his precum helping him in sliding his hand much smoother. You loved watching him like this in front of you, how his abs and biceps flex in front of you, his forehead sweaty and how he groans your name out lout. You couldn’t even believe that this was actually happening in front of you.

He positions himself at your entrance, supporting his weight with his forearms. “W-wait, Jungkook!” Your eyes widen from the sudden realization, placing your hands on his sweaty chest. He stops his tracks, furrowing his brows. “Yes, baby?”

“Protection.” You smirk at him as you reached towards your bedside drawer and grabbing a condom from the box you hid by covering it with colored paper, so no one could suspect a thing. Jungkook chuckles as you hand him the rubber, sliding it down his shaft. “You’re so fucking cute, you know that?”

He places the tip at your entrance, sliding just the tip until you’ve gotten used to his size. You breathed heavily, clawing his back. “Go on.” You whispered and he slid his cock inside of you. The both of you moaned, closing your eyes and getting used to the feeling. You were so tight around him, your walls clenching and it took him lots of self-control to not pound into you just like that.

“Jungkook – ah shit, you’re so big.”

He groans, followed by a chuckle, “Yeah?”

“Yes, so big.”

After a moment, you motioned for him to move. You were so wet already that it was easy for him to ease himself in and out of you. He pulled out until the very tip was at your entrance, then abruptly pounds into you unexpectedly. He did this a few times, making you scream out in pleasure. “O-oh, Jungkook!”

“That’s right baby, scream out my name so that the neighbors can hear who’s making you feel this good.” He groans in your ear, fucking you roughly. Rapid breathing, moans, and the skin-slapping sounds were the only noise thing filling this room. You just hoped that your brother wasn’t home yet.

He suddenly brings his right up to your neck, wrapping it around your throat as he chokes you just right. You roll your eyes back from the pleasure. The feeling of his big hand wrapped around your jugular plus his hard and deep thrusts almost made you cum then and there.

“You liked being choked, don’t you, Y/n?” he chuckles, gripping your throat a little tighter and fucking you harder, “You said it in your blog, right? Its one of your dirty little fantasies.” He whispers. You only nod, struggling to form any sentence in your brain.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me, hmm? Letting me take over your cute little body as I ruin you,” he smirks cockily as he pounds harder, making you scream as you close your eyes tight. “Have you been dreaming about this, baby? Do you have dreams about me fucking you hard and rough like this?”

“Y-yes,” you faintly reply, scratching his back with your nails. That action made him throw his head back in pleasure, revealing his neck that had protruding veins on the sides. “I always thought that you were such a pure and innocent little girl, baby. I never thought that you’d be this dirty.” His thrusts were even roughly than before – and boy does he have good stamina.

“A-ahh, Jungkook, I’m gonna…” You can feel yourself pulsing around him again and he groans darkly, using his free hand to rub your clit harshly. “You gonna come for me again, yeah? Come on baby, you can do it.”

You were feeling so fucked out already but you want to cum for the third time today. He presses his chest on yours, both sweaty bodies colliding and as close as you could possibly get. His thrusts became sloppy, signaling that his high was close as well. “Hold it in.”

Your eyes widen at him, creasing your brows. “W-what?”

You couldn’t hold it it, you couldn’t. The way how he pounds into you makes it hard for you to prevent your cum to spill all over his member. “I-I can’t,” you shake your head. Jungkook groans, feeling how tight you’ve become. “I know you can. Fucking hold it in, baby. We’re gonna come together.”

He fucked you faster and harder until he was almost about to come, “Now, angel, cum with me.” The both of you released together and it was pure bliss. You couldn’t contain how hard your legs were trembling from how intense your orgasm was. You covered your mouth with your hand as your orgasm kept going. “S-shit, baby.” Jungkook chuckles, “You came so fucking hard.” He tilts his head to the side, admiring your exquisite body quivering from the pleasure. He removed the condom that was filled with cum and tied it, throwing it on the bin at the corner of your room. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on your lips, trying to calm you down as he ran his hands down your sides. “Hey, hey,” he smiles, pressing down on your hips and trapping them on the mattress, “breathe, babygirl.”

You mustered out a weak smile and you giggled, “Jungkook…” you tried to form words but your body didn’t let you, you were absolutely fucked out. He laughs quietly, brushing away the strands of hair that were stuck on your forehead. “You did so good for me, really. So good.” He whispered, pressing a kiss on your lips once again.

Jungkook stands up and swoops you bridal style and carried you towards your bathroom. He sat you on top of the marble counter as he searches the cupboards for a towel. You were still breathing a little rapidly, your chest heaving up and down. He returns back to you with a towel and he cleans you up with it. The rough side of Jungkook that you had just seen has now disappeared and you were greeted with a sweet and caring side of him. “Jungkook, uh, for real…” you started, he looked at you for a mere second and continued his little duty on you, “Hmm?”

“Im sorry for, well, making that blog. I, um…I just really, really like you a lot and I couldn’t help myself.” You looked down with a blush creeping your face. You heard him scoff playfully and he made you focus your gaze at him. “Y/n, don’t be sorry about that. It’s normal for us humans to feel like that for another person, okay? I like you too.”

Your eyes widen and your heartbeat almost stops from his sudden confession, “Y-you do?”

“Yes, silly. Why would I fuck you like that if I’m not attracted to you?”

“Oh,” you begin to blush even more, making him chuckle. “You’re so cute, really, Y/n.”

“Wait, what about Taehyung though? W-what if he finds out about us?”

Jungkook smiles as he positions himself in between your legs. He pressed a gently kiss on your chin, to your nose, then up to your forehead. “Angel,” he starts, “I’ve actually told Tae countless of times how much I like her little sister.” He chuckles when your eyes enlarge once again, “he knows that I like you, and I think he’s gonna be fine with it.”

You couldn’t help but to feel a sudden relief. Thank god.

Abruptly, a loud knock on the bedroom door interrupts your mood, “Hey, assholes! I hope you know that Y/n’s room isn’t soundproof at all, and I heard everything!”

You and Jungkook looked at each other at the same time with a cheeky smile plastered on your faces, “Shit.”

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Crybaby (m)

— synopsis: he calls you crybaby, crybaby. but you don’t fucking care.

↳ Pairing: jungkook x reader ↳ genre: smut ↳ word count: 9.6k ↳ warnings: dom!jk, sub!oc, oc is small in height, rough unprotected sex, oc cries a fuck ton bc sex is too good and cock is too big for her, daddy!jk, little!oc, choking, spanking, intense dirty talk lol are we surprised, jk’s lowkey a sadist, SIZE KINK, big dick kook, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, face fucking, name-calling, degradation, taehyung makes an appearance because why not, this oneshot is just one big porn with plot thank you 

cute people: @seokjoontae (tumblr won’t let me mention you I’m sorry :<) @gwccivante​ @pompurii​

A/n: Before you start reading, the OC that I imagine in this oneshot is small in height, so if you read words like ‘little’, ‘small’, and ‘tiny’, please don’t get offended or feel hurt! It’s just the way I pictured this OC, but you can completely ignore that if you want and paint your own. Everyone’s beautiful in whatever shape or form! <3

It was a cold, rainy day and you were walking along the paved sidewalks. Holding onto your umbrella with both hands as you tried to prevent it from folding upwards from the harsh wind, the only thing that was keeping you going – was café that you’d always go to before work.

It was called Jeon’s Kitchen. It was a café that was super underrated for its location was hidden from the busy streets, yet it served the best coffee and pastries that you’ve ever tasted in your whole years of living.

You push the door of the café and the bell rings, signaling your arrival. The fresh smell of baked bread and coffee instantly hits your nose, and you almost roll your eyes back from its heavenly scent. Folding your wet umbrella close, you greet the man from the other side of the glass counter. “Good morning Mr. Jeon!”

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Crybaby - 3 (m)

— synopsis: he calls you crybaby, crybaby. but you don’t fucking care.

alt: Jungkook doesn’t want to leave you.

↳ pairing: jungkook x reader

↳ genre: smut, fluff

↳ rating: r-18/18+

↳ word count: 12k

↳ warnings: the usual dom!jk x sub! reader, ddlg themes, reader is small in height, degrading terms, he’s aggressive this chapter YIKES, jungkook gets turned on seeing you cry, manhandling, uses of rope and a vibrator, kinky sex, size kink, multiple orgasms, rough intercourse, jk’s a sadist, throat fucking, dirty talk, teasing, very possessive jk, and aftercare!!! there’s also some tooth melting fluff to (hopefully) balance everything out ;)

A/n: Before anything else, I want to repeat saying that everything written here is purely fictional, consensual, and doesn’t mirror the mentioned artists’ personality in real life.

Jungkook thinks you’re the most adorable person in the entire world.

“How did you even fall in love with me?” you ask innocently, resting your head on his lap as you both let Edward Scissorhands play in the background. You didn’t even want to watch it in the first place but of course, a little bit of his desperate ‘please’ and puppy eyes always wins your meek heart.

He wraps his hand around your jaw, leaning down to kiss your lips tenderly. Giggling from the sudden impromptu kiss, you feel his soft, supple lips fondle with your own so gingerly. His grip on you tightens before he pulls away with a smirk, noticing the blush on your cheeks.

“So suddenly, baby?” Jungkook mutters as he feeds you a spoonful of Reese’s ice cream he holds in one hand. Looking down at your endearing face, he replies, “Don’t you remember our arcade date? That’s when I confessed my love to you.”

“Yeah, but…” you ponder, “Did you plan it all along?”

Jungkook shuts his eyes before giggling, his dimples peeking through his cheeks. Watching black strands of hair fall down right in front of his eyes as you gaze at him in confusion. Jungkook just sits there. “Well, there’s this exact moment when I knew that I just had to make you mine.”

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Hello babys! ¿Estás aburrid@ y no sabes qué hacer con tu vida? ¿No hay mucho que te entretenga y tu bias es Kookie? (Ah re) ¿Qué tal si le das una ojeada a esto y a ver qué onda? 🌚🌝 ——> http://my.w.tt/UiNb/4cDfFbO8sF

Hello babys! ¿Estás aburrid@ y no sabes qué hacer con tu vida? ¿No hay mucho que te entretenga y tu bias es Kookie? (Ah re) ¿Qué tal si le das una ojeada a esto y a ver qué onda? 🌚🌝 ——> http://my.w.tt/UiNb/4cDfFbO8sF

drunk on lust j.jk

Summary : drinking night with your best friend spills the truth upon secrets within you both.

>>paring - jungkook x fem!reader (she/her)

>>trope - best friends to lovers

>>genre - angst, fluff(smut in prt2)

>>warnings/tags - horny Kook, feeling and confessions, some tears, not many warnings as smut is in part 2.

a/n - soo this was supposed to be one thing but until I actually know how to put the keep reading thingy, my first will be longer, don't be shy, please help. But for now please enjoy and give feedback through reblogs or inbox me! Not proofread

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"C'mon give me a kiss- infact make out with me and then make love with me. Pretty please ____."

"Jungkook, you drink too much beer. You're drunk." Internally his words make you hot inside.

Your feelings are kept at bay because you don't really want to ruin the ten year friendship with Jungkook. Though you always dream about having him in not so innocent ways, but that doesn't mean you don't think of the softer side of it.

Dreams of you holding his hand romantically in public, give him kisses when you feel like it and make love to him just like he'd said a minute ago,but it must be the alcohol in his system.

So you don't let it bug you too much.

"I'm not drunk, I seriously just want you." He smirks at you. It's a lazy seductive smirk, and definitely soaks your underwear right through. But your mind tells you it's inappropriate because the man is clearly drunk ; karaoke mic in his hand, the beat of the song acting as background music for this conversation.

Lips pulled into a light frown, you tell jungkook that, "it's time for bed, Kook."

"So yes? You'll make out with me and let me fill your cunt?"

"Jungkook, stop! Just stop it." You're hot all over. You wish he could stop putting ideas into your head and just call it night.

Just like every other night, the next morning is a harsh hangover and forgotten words.

"I'm sorry, love, I really am." He mutters, head thrown back with eyes closed, clear to see he I lulling to sleep.

"It's okay, Kook." You whisper.

You move closer to him out instinctively ; cuddling into his warm chest, your hand reaches up to his hair as you lightly brush his scalp.

Besides his words and his flirty demeanor, you nonetheless feel safe in his arms and everything almost feels the same, as if he wasn't talking about filling your cunt.

You irraduclly swallow your spit at that thought, focusing back on your mission, putting Jungkook to sleep.

Mission successful.

You know this because his snores and the burning candle are almost in sync.

You move even closer, if possible. Face tucked into jungkooks neck and his tattooed hand wraps around your waist, the blanket falling off your hips.

That's a normal night in Jeons household, the conversation long forgotten about and the mission is just sleep now.

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The next morning is a cry for help as you turn to Jungkooks empty spot on the couch.

You can hear him throw up in his bathroom, the sounds making you jump off the couch to help your best friend.

Sliding onto your knees, next to Jungkook, you bunch up his hair in your hands allowing him more space to throw up ; your head is turned to the side as you avoid the smell of black noodles and beer.

"Holy shit." Jungkook, now leaned up against the wall mutters as he removes himself from your body.

"You okay, Kook? That was pretty bad." You ask.

He nods at you, simply standing up to flush the toilet and you feel dismissed as he walks out on you,not even muttering a thanks.

You wonder if it's still the hangover making him behave like that. It could be. The alcohol can't possibly wear off that quick.

That's what you tell yourself 3 hours later, sitting in jungkooks bed, cleaned up and feeling fresh as ever.

Except Jungkook hasn't spoken to you the whole day, only when he asked what you wanted on your pizza.

He is currently sat by his gaming setup, dressed in his black Nike tech, paired with socks and slides.

Most importantly, his incredibly sexy glasses.

You snap out of your sick thoughts as you stand up from the bed to finally get down to the bottom of this.

"Jungkook, can we talk?" You ask behind him.

He ignores you. As expected. He only responds to his teammates on the other side, shouting over at them to 'take cover'

Sighing with a prominent frown on your face, you shuffle on your feet, feeling really really sad. "I'll go home then. Goodnight." Despite him ignoring you, you'd never miss the chance to kiss him goodbye.

So you do that, leaning down to place a peck on his toned cheek.

Grabbing your duffel with a weight of a mini fridge, you start packing in your dirty laundry and other essentials you had left out in Jungkooks room, tant you had planned to keep for the whole week you were spending with him at his apartment.

But not anymore, you guess. The guy doesn't even want to talk to you.

"Where you going?" Pulled out from packing, you look up at Jungkooks hovering body over his nightstand, where you stand.

"I figured you didn't want me here, so I'm just leaving." Your response is straight forward.

"Oh, who said that?" Jungkook chuckles. For the first time today.

"I dont need to hear it from you. I can see it. Ever since this morning! You say different shit the night before but you're a different, bitter person the next day!"

"So what___ you want me to repeat the shit I said? I know why I did this. I figured you were uncomfortable so I gave you space." Almost shouting in response, Jungkook keeps his cool, his voice at a lower bass so he isn't scaring you away.

"You what-? I never once felt uncomfortable. I wouldn't have laid up with you or tried to help you if I want fucking uncomfortable, Kook." By the time youre done, the room is dead silent. It's just you and Jungkook locking eyes. Difference is yours are slightly watery, the tears threatening to fall.

At the Crack of your voice, you speak up, "I have feelings for you, Jungkook. What you said last night was under the influence of alcohol so I figured it meant nothing. And it probably still doesn't." You pause.

"You don't have to reciprocate my feelings, if it makes things awkward,I'll leave. I really am sorry that things turned out this way." When done with you mini speech, you turn away from him, continuing to pack.

He so then starts, "look, I...have feeling for you too and how I went about wasn't the best way. Yeah sure I was drunk and said some sexual stuff, and I do understand now that I should've been straight forward but you wouldn't believe me anyway. So yeah, ____. I feel the exact same way." He finishes.

You both stare into each other's eyes, shock in yours and hope in his.

"You really- really mean that?" You carefully ask. Not trying to ruin anything.

His lips lift in anticipation. A loving smile. "I mean that. Sorry it took so long. "

"It's okay. I kinda liked what you were saying." The last sentence was meant to be playful and Jungkook catches on, as his lips lift into a smirk.

Walking closer to you,hands in his pocket, and nose on yours. He whispers in question, "wanna make it come true?" You nod at him.

"I do."

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Part 2 here