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𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐘 | J.JK

part one

— pairing | celeb!oc x fanboy!jjk

— summary | jungkook finally gets to go on his first date in years… with his idol!

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best) obsession, yearning, unprotected yk, flirty oc, forward jk, oc gets 🧠, recording sx, fluff, dirty talk, jk a freak, jk is obsessed, shy jk in the beginning, oc is rich, oc doesn’t care he’s obsessed, oc might be mutually obsessed , pwp

— word count | 9.5k words

— song suggestion | side to side — ariana grande

The drive felt excruciatingly long. He could feel every minute go by. Luckily for him the music soothed him. Her music.

He caught himself humming along to her songs, feeling ridiculously sentimental. When he finally parked outside Toyose, he checked his appearance one last time in the rearview mirror.

"Here goes nothing," he muttered, stepping out of the car and locking it behind him.

The shop was dull. Quiet. When he walked near it, there was silence. Did he get stood up? Did she set him up? His brows furrowed.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, feeling stupid for actually thinking this could happen.

Maybe she came to her senses and realized she didn't want to eat with some random stalker fan. He was about to text her when the door beside him opened suddenly.

“Ah sorry.” The owner opened the door. “I forgot to leave it unlocked when you got here. Come inside.” She hurried him in. She was very familiar with Jungkook. His friends and himself would come by all the time. She easily recognized him. Now, he was going on a date rented out by what she assumed to be his new rich and famous girlfriend.

Y/n sat in the center booth. Once she seen him, she sat up. “Hi!” She got up and hugged him. “Sorry about all this— I just wanted it quiet.” She rented out the shop for those two to enjoy peacefully.

He stiffened at first, surprised by the hug, but quickly melted into it, wrapping his arms around her. "It's okay," he murmured, breathing in her perfume. When she pulled back, he smiled at her sheepishly. “I’ve never seen it this empty.”

“Usually my meals are like this. Just the price of being me.” She chuckled.

"I guess that makes sense." He chuckled softly, taking the seat she offered him across from her. As he settled in, he realized this was basically like a dream come true—being alone with her in a quiet, romantic setting. He could barely believe it was happening.

“What’s good here? I’m starving but I didn’t want to look at anything until you got here.” She opened up her menu.

"Everything's good," he replied automatically, knowing the menu by heart. He thought for a moment before suggesting, "This place is known for comfort style food. Especially cause it’s real cold outside. Personally, I like the tofu soup. My friends and I usually just get a soup then a whole ton of sides too.”

“I think we might do the same then. I think I want to try their kimchi soup and thennn…” She scanned the menu. “Corn cheese… Tteokbokki…and then let’s try the soy garlic chicken… Sorry. This all looks so good. I wanna eat everything.”

"No need to apologize. I feel the same way every time I come here." He flagged down the owner to place their order, adding a few more side dishes he knew they'd both enjoy.

“Did you think I was gonna text you yesterday?” She asked.

"Honestly?" He leaned back against the booth, folding his arms over his chest. "I figured you got busy or forgot." He shrugged nonchalantly, “I know you’re a busy woman. So I didn’t expect you read my letter period. But— you did.” He smiled. “I’m honestly surprised you reached out.”

“I couldn’t help it. You were super sweet in person and it didn’t help you were a total softie in the letter either. I thought it was all so cute.” She chuckled.

"Well good, cause I meant every word." He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "And honestly, I'm surprised you wanted to meet up with me after reading how much of a obsessed fan I am."

“Mm you’re cute regardless. I’d want my man to be a big fan of me.” She says nonchalantly.

Damn was she forward. Her man? Like it meant nothing.

His heart skipped a beat at her casual mention of wanting a fan like him as her man.

He felt a warm glow spread through his chest as he smiled stupidly at her across the table. "Is that so?" He teased, "So you'd date a guy who's obsessed with you?"

“I don’t see why not.” She shrugged. “Rather that then he doesn’t listen to any of my music and doesn’t know shit about me. I’d want it to be mutual. I wanna be his fan too.”

"Fair point." He laughed. The food started arriving, giving them a moment to dig in before continuing their conversations. As they ate, he realized how easy it was to talk to her.

She was warm, friendly, and genuinely interested in what he had to say. It was like a dream come true. Kind of a badass too.

The two got along more than they both expected, laughing hard at what the other person was saying. “I can’t believe you really did that shit— College must’ve been so fun.”

He almost spit out his drink laughing at her reaction to his college stories. "You have no idea. I was so dumb back then. Drunk every weekend, pulling pranks... My roommate and I once—" He paused.

"We once convinced our entire dorm floor that there was a ghost in the bathroom. We set up all these creepy sounds and fake shadows, made everyone think the place was haunted." He laughed remembering, "We had people refusing to use the bathroom for a whole week!"

“That is so stupid!” She laughed. “I’d definitely fall for that shit. I’m a scaredy cat.”

"I know right? It was so fucking stupid but we had a blast doing it." He chuckled, taking another bite of his food.

As he talked to her, he felt more and more relaxed. She was just so easy to talk to. And fuck, she was beautiful when she laughed.

Especially when he was the one making her.

“Those two guys that you brought yesterday, are those your best friends?” She sipped on her soup, humming after she swallowed.

"Yeah those idiots are my ride-or-die since elementary school," he replied fondly. "Seokjin the loud, dramatic one who can't keep a secret to save his life. RM’s the quiet, smart one who always talks sense into us."

“That must be nice to have best friends. Especially ones you’ve known for so long. I could tell you guys were super close off the rip.”

"They're more like older brothers to me," he admitted. "We've been through everything together. I wouldn't trade them for the world. You gotta have a group of guys you can trust and be stupid with, you know?" He looked up from his food to meet her eyes. "What about you?"

“Eh. I go out for drinks with my manager or my dancers from time to time. I don’t really have close people like that anymore. I’m always on the go.” She replied.

"That sounds lonely," he said gently, setting his spoon down to give her his full attention. "I get that being a celebrity makes having close friendships hard though. But everyone needs people they can just be themselves with, ya know?"

“Yeah.” She smiled and looked down. “Did you have plans for today? I still wanted to go for a walk after but I don’t want to keep you.”

"No plans," he replied instantly, hoping she couldn't tell he was trying to hide his excitement that she wanted to spend more time with him. "I'm all yours for the day if you want. Unless you have stuff to do?" He tried to play it cool, but his heart was racing.

“Not a thing surprisingly.” She smiled. “I could be practicing but I’d rather spend my time with my favorite fanboy today.” She winked.

She was going to make him melt into a puddle right there in the restaurant.

"I'm definitely not complaining," he laughed lightly. "Let's finish up here and then we can go for that walk?"

“Yeah. This foods actually sooo bomb it’s like a massage for my insides. I’m at ease.” She rubbed her temples.

He chuckled at her sincere reaction to the food. "See, I told you this place was great." He smiled genuinely, loving how honest she was about enjoying the simple things—like good food.

As they finished eating, he found himself growing more and more fond of her. Dangerously fond.

“That hit the spot. I definitely have to come back. That was life changing.” She got her things together. “Let’s go? I already paid for our food when I rented the space.”

"You didn't have to do that. I could’ve at least paid for the meal. Thank you though.” he protested half-heartedly, appreciating the gesture but also feeling a bit guilty about letting her pay.

He stood up from the table, joining her as she headed towards the door. The cool evening air hit them as they stepped out onto the street.

“You’re okay if i put my mask on?” She slipped out a black mask from

her purse. “Gotta hide my face at least a little. Plus my cheeks are freezing.”

"Of course, totally understand," he replied immediately, falling into step beside her as they started walking down the quiet street.

"Being incognito. No fans, no paparazzi, just... you. It's refreshing. Isn’t it?" He stuffed his hands in his pockets, glancing sideways at her masked profile. "You must get sick of always being 'on'." He said it more like a statement than a question.

“I reallyyyy do. I’m no Britney Spears or nothing but whenever I feel like I’m being watched— I usually am.” She shrugged as the two walked together. “There’s nowhere in particular I want to walk to by the way. I like walking just to walk. Where do you usually go?”

"I get that," he nodded sympathetically. "And honestly? I walk everywhere. No particular destination. Just... thinking, listening to music..." He paused briefly before continuing, "Ocean Beach is just right there if you want to walk over there? The weathers kinda gloomy so that might be nice.”

“Sounds perfect.” She giggled. “You’ve always lived here?”

"Born and raised," he confirmed with a proud smile. "I can't imagine living anywhere else honestly. The city has this... vibe. Plus the ocean is always right there." He gestured vaguely towards the direction of Ocean Beach as they turned onto a street that would lead them there directly.

“That’s nice. I’ve always loved the beach. And this type of weather.” She hummed. “Although it’s much colder than I’m used to.”

"Yeah, it can get pretty chilly here, especially near the water," he agreed, falling into an easy pace beside her. "But it's also really pretty. The fog, the way the sunlight looks all diffused... It's romantic." he added with a small smile, realizing he might be coming on too strong. "I mean—"

“No you’re right. It is.” She smiled. “It’s inspiring.”

"Exactly," he said relieved that she didn't seem to mind his sudden declaration of the weather's romantic qualities. As they reached Ocean Beach, the sound of waves crashing against the shore filled the air, mixing with the distant noise of the city. "Want to walk along the shore or stick to the sidewalk?"

“Sidewalk for now.” She chuckled. “I don’t want sandy shoes.”

"Good point," he laughed, keeping his eyes on the path ahead as they walked side by side.

The sidewalk was damp but clean, and the salty scent of the ocean filled his nostrils. He breathed it in deeply, feeling content in the moment. Being with her like this, just walking and talking, felt natural. Comfortable.

Walking around were couples, families. Elders conversing with one another, most likely reminiscing.

“This is been nice for me so far. I know we haven’t done much but I feel normal. I don’t feel scared or nervous hanging out with you. I feel safe. Maybe it’s your muscles.” She turned, caressing his bicep.

"Well... I'm glad you feel safe," he said softly, his voice slightly deeper than usual.

Man. She was gonna be the death of him.

“You’re bigger than my bodyguards usually are… You must workout a lotttt.”

Holy shit was she coming onto him a lot faster than he had imagined. Not that he was complaining.

"Yeah... I do. It's kind of my thing," he admitted modestly. "I box and lift weights regularly." He flexed his arm again playfully under her hand before catching himself and dropping it back down.

“You box?” Her eyes lit up.

"Mhm," He nodded, enjoying her genuine interest. "I train at this gym downtown. Have a couple amateur fights under my belt." He smirked slightly, testing her reaction. "You ever seen a boxing match?"

“Maybe in high school.” She laughed.

"Yeah, they're pretty intense. High school kids probably don’t compare to what I do.” he said, grinning. "You'd probably hate it. Too much violence." He teased, still keeping his eyes on the path ahead of them. “But it's really fun, and a great workout. You get to hit things and not feel bad about it."

“I think going to one in person would be sick. Especially watching a guy like you box.”

His heart skipped a beat at her words, his ego swelling slightly at the implication that she found him attractive. “Well, I have a few fights coming up actually," he said, turning to face her fully, his expression hopeful. "If you ever want to come watch one, you're totally invited."

“If I wasn’t on tour I’d be there immediately.” She assured him. “That offer still available few months from now?”

"Absolutely," he replied immediately, his heart racing at the thought of her watching him fight. "I'll make sure to save you a front row seat," he said with a wink, before realizing he was probably coming on too strong again.

He cleared his throat nervously. "So uh, you ever get into any sports in high school?"

“Nah. I actually didn’t go out much. I had strict parents.” She answered honestly, smile fading a bit.

"Yeah, I can imagine that being pretty tough," he said sympathetically. "My parents were pretty chill, so I got to play sports and hang out with friends a lot." He paused, considering her for a moment before asking, "So, what did you do in your free time then?"

“I used to loveee writing.” Her smile was back.

"Writing?" He asked, genuinely interested. "Like poetry or stories?" He could picture her sitting alone in her room, pouring her thoughts onto paper. It was surprisingly attractive to him that she had a creative side hidden before the fame.

“Like short stories. Say I had a dream about something. I’d write it down and add more detail to it. Just kept my mind busy.” She shrugged.

"That's really cool," he said sincerely. "I wish I could do something like that. My mind goes blank when I try to write anything longer than a text message." He laughed, then his eyes lit up with an idea. "You know what would be fun?"

"If you wrote something for me sometime. Like, a short story or something inspired by one of your dreams." He looked at her hopefully, realizing he was asking a lot but too excited about the idea to care. "You don't have to if you don't want to," he added quickly. "Just thought it'd be cool."

“After today, I definitely have the inspiration to do that for you. Give me some time, I’ll think of something. Maybe even a song.” She smiled.

"Whoa, a song?" His eyes widened, completely starstruck by the idea of her writing him a personal song. "I'd honestly love that.”

His heart raced at the thought of having something so intimate and personal from her creative process.

“I think I can come up with a little something something.” The two both laughed together. They both happily continued to walk together. “Omg can we go to that gift shop?” She pointed.

"Of course" he replied quickly, happy to see her excited about something. As they approached the gift shop, he opened the door for her and let her walk in first. The shop was filled with various souvenirs - keychains, postcards, stuffed animals.

His eyes landed on something specific behind the counter. Some plush that would look perfect in her hands.

“I’m gonna go look at the hoodies.” She notified him and walked to the corner of the store.

"That sounds cozy," he commented, allowing her to wonder around the shop casually.

As she browsed the hoodies, he leaned against the counter and caught the shopkeeper's eye. He mouthed "can I buy something without her seeing?" and gestured subtly towards her back. The shopkeeper nodded knowingly.

He quickly bought the plush, letting the shopkeeper hold the bag behind the register.

“You think I can fit into a boys large?” She asked, not turning to face him. “These are all expensive honestly. And the kids shit looks better than the adults.”

"You totally can," he assured her. "And the prices well, they're just tourist traps." As she debated between two hoodies.

“Whatever you say King of San Francisco.” She laughed. “I’m gonna fall for these traps easy cause these are cuteee.”

“Okay hold this.” Y/n handed Jungkook her purse. She zipped up the hoodie over her current blouse then turned around. “It fits good. What do you think?”

"It looks great on you." he stated, his eyes lingering on how cozy she looked in the soft material. "You look really cute in that." The shopkeeper appeared again to ring her up, and Jungkook quickly pulled out his card before she could protest.

She walks forward while Jungkook shoved the item into one of his cargo pant pockets.

Often, she’d be expected to be the one paying. He didn’t even expect her to.

It was a very small gesture but she greatly appreciated it.

“Jungkook I—“

"No, no," he insisted gently, waving away her argument. "It's already done." He took the bag from the shopkeeper with a soft "thanks" and turned back to her. "Besides, I wanted to get you something anyway. I owe it to you.”

“You’re too sweet.” She chuckled. “I appreciate you. Thanks.” She lifted her mask down to kiss his cheek.

His cheeks immediately flushed bright red at the sudden gesture, his heart skipping a beat in his chest. He touched the spot where her lips had just been, feeling the warmth lingering there. "You're welcome.”

The two left the shop together. “It’s sooo much nicer out with the hoodie. Now I’m cozy.” She laughed.

"I'm glad you like it," he chuckled, watching her playfully zip up the hoodie. His eyes landed on the package tucked away safely in his pocket. He pulled it out and held it behind his back subtly. "You know what else would be pretty cozy?"

"Hot chocolate," Jungkook stopped and faced her. "I saw a stand down the street that looked really good. Want to grab some?"

“Oh my gosh yes!” She squealed. “That would be perfect right now.”

He laughed at her dramatic response, leading her down the street to the hot chocolate stand.

As they walked, he kept the package hidden behind his back, trying to look casual. When they reached the stand, he ordered two cups of hot chocolate with a mini candy cane on the side for Y/n to melt into her drink.

She let hers sit for a second, cooling down in her hand so she wouldn’t burn herself. “This is the perfect date spot honestly. I’d come here all the time if I lived here.”

"I know, right? I go with the guys and that shits a little too romantic for me.” He shook his head chuckling, taking a sip of his own hot chocolate. He watched her, noticing how her eyes sparkled with excitement as she took in the scenery.

They could grow old here.

He felt butterflies in his stomach as he reached behind his back and slowly revealed the package.

“The bag is kinda fucked up cause I put it in my pocket but…”

"I got you something. It's stupid, don't worry. I just saw it and thought it was cute." He shrugged nonchalantly, trying to play it cool despite his racing heart. "Here." He held out the package towards her.

The package revealed a cute little plush bear wearing a tiny San Francisco beanie and holding a miniature cup of hot chocolate. It was cheesily cute - exactly his style. He held his breath waiting for her response.

“Oh my gosh this is fucking adorable Jungkook.” She squealed. “You fell for the tourist trap too! Look!” She teased him. “But seriously, this is so cute.”

He laughed, relieved that she liked it. "I know, I know. Tourist trap. But I saw it and thought you'd like it." He shrugged, smiling at her excited reaction. "I wanted to get you something small but thoughtful. Something you'd actually keep."

“I’m definitely keeping this. I can pair it with your letter I laminated.” She winked.

"That's the idea," he laughed, his cheeks turning pink at her wink.

The mention of the laminated letter sent a flutter through his chest - a reminder of their unique connection. He took another sip of his hot chocolate, trying to hide his blush.

“Oh wait. Hold it really quick.” She handed him the plush and dug into her purse.

She had a permanent marker she used over and over again for autographs. She took the plush back and wrote their initials and the days date. “Now I literally won’t forget.” She stared at it.

He watched her carefully inscribe the plush bear with their initials and the date, a soft smile on his face.

It was such a simple gesture, but it felt so meaningful - like they were marking a moment in time, something to remember this perfect day by. He reached out gently and touched the plush bear's tiny hat.

Was this their kid now?

Did he make himself her baby daddy?

“I’m having a really great time honestly Jungkook. Who knew my crazy fanboy would actually be good company.” She looked at him. “And surprisingly handsome. And funny.”

"Thanks," he replied, meeting her gaze. "I'm having a great time too. Better than I imagined." He looked down at his cup of hot chocolate, avoiding her intense stare.

“Are you usually shy when you’re alone with a girl? Or is it just me?” She rose her eyebrow.

"Just you," he replied honestly, looking back up at her with a smile. "I swear I'm not usually this nervous and awkward." He rolled his eyes at himself jokingly. "I think you just make me more aware of how much I'm messing up."

“Although you’re nervous you honestly still carry yourself very well. You seem like you’re genuinely confident. You’re just lacking one thing that gave it away.” She turned. “Eye contact.”

"Damn. You caught me." he muttered, taking a sip of his hot chocolate to hide his face. He realized she was right.

He was being intentionally vague with his eye contact, not wanting to stare at her too intensely and make things awkward. But she noticed. "You're observant.” he admitted.

“I’m good at reading people.” She shrugged. “It’s like I can feel how the other persons feeling.”

"That's kind of intimidating Y/n.” he laughed softly. "I feel like I can't hide anything from you." He looked up at her through his eyelashes.

"That's kind of intimidating," he laughed softly. "I feel like I can't hide anything from you." He looked up at her through his eyelashes, holding her gaze for just a moment before looking away again.

He felt like he could tell her anything; his deepest thoughts, his insecurities, his secrets. There was something about her that made him want to open up completely. "No. I don't want to hide anything from you. I couldn’t.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” She smiled. “I have a pretty cute stalker.”

"Ugh.” he muttered softly, laughing at himself. "You make me sound like a serial killer." He took another sip of his hot chocolate. "I'm just a guy who appreciates your work. And maybe...the woman behind it."

“Rightttt” She nudged the broad man. “You’re my own little Joe Goldberg.”

He raised an eyebrow at the reference, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm not sure if that's a compliment or an insult. Joe Goldberg was a psychopath.”

“Hey he was hot.” She shrugged. “So it’s more like a compliment.”

He leaned against the wall beside her, his shoulder brushing against hers. "But for the record, I prefer the term 'admirer' over'stalker'."

“Oh really? I’ll make sure to cater to that title when I’m filing the police report.” She was laughing loudly.

"Smartass," he laughed, nudging her back gently with his elbow. He was enjoying this teasing banter more than he expected to.

“Not so nervous now hm?”

She made him feel comfortable in his own skin - even when she was joking about calling the police on him.

"Nah. I honestly hardly felt that shit from the beginning. It’s just your flirting that gets me nervous. Makes me think this is a dream." he admitted honestly.

His nerves had faded into the background as they laughed and teased each other. She was easy to talk to. "You have a way of making people forget their nerves.”

“I’m glad. I want to be an approachable person.” She finished her cup of hot chocolate. “It’s getting late.”

Jungkook opened his mouth to say his goodbyes but he got cut off.

“You ready to go home?” She asked him. “Or did you want to watch a movie in my hotel room? I don’t really wanna be alone.”

"I'd love to," he said quickly, hoping she didn't hear the slight tremor in his voice due to excitement and nerves combined. "If that's what you want to do. I’m down."

She blinked. “If you don’t mind do you think you could drive us?”

"Of course," he replied immediately, standing up straighter and sliding his hands into his pockets. "I drove here, so yeah...no problem."

He looked down at her for a moment before quickly adding, "You trust me with your life like that? Just getting into a car with a strange guy?"

“You would’ve killed me by now I think.” She laughed. “And many of my staff have my location regardless. I’d just rather take your car there so we don’t have to leave it here.”

“Smart.” Jungkook touched his temple, leading the way out of the café and towards his car parked at the garage nearby.

She walked closely by him. “Did you want to stop by your place and get some comfier clothes on? Cause when I walk in that hotel room door it’s sweatpants from there on out.”

"Yeah, sure," he agreed. "I'm not exactly in my most...relaxed outfit either." He opened the car door for her and closed it once she was inside before getting into the driver's seat himself.

“Nice car. It suits you.” She announced once he got in. “Very man-like. Or masculine is the word I’m looking for? I don’t know.”

He grinned at her comment, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot smoothly. "Thanks.” he replied simply, though inside he was pleased that she noticed and appreciated his taste in cars. "It's not too flashy, but it gets the job done."

Please. He modified the hell out of this old Honda. Finally someone took notice and appreciated it.

“Mm…” Y/n relaxed in his passengers seat, “Your seat warmers are doing me soooo good right now.”

"Glad you like them," he said with a smile, reaching down to adjust the temperature slightly warmer for her.

He liked how comfortable she seemed in his car like she belonged there beside him. "My place is only about ten minutes away. I put on my playlist but it’s mostly your music.”

“That’s fine.” She looked at his screen on the car. “Oh damn you live close to where we just were. Crazy.”

"Yeah, it's pretty convenient," he agreed, pulling into the complex he lived in.

He turned off the engine and turned to face her, suddenly feeling a bit nervous again. The two stepped out of the car, taking the elevator to his floor.

Once they landed, Jungkook typed in the pin for his place. "Come on in," he said, opening his door. "Make yourself at home while I change. I won’t be long.”

“I’m gonna be nosy and look around.” She let him know from the get-go as she already started scanning the place.

"I wouldn't expect anything less," he laughed softly, locking the car and leading the way inside.

He closed the door softly behind them and immediately began unbuttoning his shirt as he walked towards his bedroom.

He secretly hoped she wouldn’t want to go in to his room. His crazy obsession was on full display. It was embarrassing.

She looked through his living room and his kitchen. Typical man living alone style honestly. There was a bit more decor than expected which gave him more mental bonus points. He had many pictures up filled with memories.

As she wandered around, he quickly changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a clean white t-shirt. He hesitated for a moment before entering the living room, suddenly self-conscious about her opinion of his space. "So, it's not exactly...organized.”

“No no your place looks fine.” She held her hands up. “You’re a guy living alone who didn’t expect guests. Am I really gonna judge you? No. Now let me see your room.”

He froze for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. If she went in there...she'd know exactly how obsessed he was. "Uh...my room's kinda messy—“

“I don’t care. Lemme see!” She ushered the man closer to his room door.

He could feel his face heating up as she essentially pushed him towards his room.

There was no turning back now. He slowly opened the door, praying that she wouldn't judge him too strongly for his obvious obsession.

Especially at its worst.

She turned on the light in his room, and her eyes widened.

“It’s like your own personal shrine!” She beamed, looking around. “You already printed the photos we took together!” She picked one of the copies up from his desk. “This is sooo cute.”

He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. She wasn't running. She wasn't judging. She was smiling. "Yeah— I uh, printed those last night when I got home," he admitted, scrubbing a hand through his hair. "I know it's kinda...much."

“I think it’s so cute.” Y/n turned her head, scanning his bookcase filled with her albums. “You even have stuff that were such limited releases— This was probably super pricey. I’m impressed.”

"Some of it was— I’ll admit. You’re looking at most of my savings.” he admitted with a sheepish grin. "But I don't care. I wanted every single thing with your face on it." He stepped closer to her. "I have every album, every photo book, every piece of merchandise I could find."

Usually, anyone would be freaked out and take a step back. Not her. Oddly enough, she admired his dedication to her and on top of his looks, it made him much more attractive.

She wondered, ‘Why am I not grossed out?’ Instead, she found herself more attracted to him then she intended. “This whole room is amazing. Can I take pictures?”

"Yeah, of course!" He watched her pull out her phone and start taking pictures of his room - pictures of his shrine to her.

It should've been embarrassing, but the way she seemed impressed rather than creeped out made him feel seen in a way he never had before.

“Do your friends make fun of you for this? I can imagine.” She looked down at her phone.

"Yeah, they do.” he admitted with an eye roll and a laugh. "They tease me mercilessly about how obsessed I am." He leaned against the wall, watching her move around the room. "But I don't care what they think. This is my space, my obsession."

“I can’t believe I’m your obsession.” She shook her head. “Looking at you— I don’t think anyone would ever guess. Not that it’s a bad thing. I’m kinda into it.”

She was into it. She found his obsession attractive. Before he could stop himself, he pushed off the wall and closed the distance between them, backing her up against the bookshelf gently. "Is that so?"

“Oh definitely.” She bit her lip.

His large frame towered over her, making her feel much smaller.

He reached out and gently tilted her chin up, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip. "So, you're saying my obsession with you is...what? A turn-on? You really like it?” His voice was low, hoarse with sudden desire and something else— validation maybe?

“Yeah…it really is.” She breathlessly answered.

Without another word, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers in a sudden, intense kiss. All his pent-up obsession and longing poured into that moment as he held her against the bookshelf filled with her albums. He was kissing her like she was his entire world— because in that room, she was.

She was more than willing when she kissed him back, hands moving to his hair.

He deepened the kiss, his hands sliding up to frame her face as he explored her mouth with his tongue.

He felt like he was in a dream— actually kissing his idol, the object of his obsession. He broke the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down her neck, marking her like an animal.

This couldn’t be real.

She gasped as he moved, body pressed up against her own albums as the man uncontrollably grabbed her.

He hoisted her up suddenly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the shelf. His hands roamed over her body, grabbing and squeezing whatever he could reach. He was being driven completely crazy by his obsession finally becoming a reality.

“Jungkook.” She spoke up, chuckling a bit. “You’re crazy. I can hardly keep up with you. Not that I’m complaining.”

He pulled back just enough to look at her face, his eyes wild and dilated with desire. "Crazy for you," he panted out, nuzzling into her neck again.

"I've been crazy about you for years." He started rocking his hips against hers, grinding his hard-on against her core through their clothes. “I’m lucky I didn’t cum my fucking pants just from kissing.”

"God, I'm so hard right now," he muttered against her skin, still dry-humping her through their clothes like a teenager. He was too turned on to be beating around the bush.

“Take care of it Jungkook I’m all yours in here.” She whispered.

He carried her over to his bed and threw her down onto it, crawling over her immediately. He couldn't stop touching her, kissing her, grinding against her like he was possessed by his years-long obsession. "I've jerked off to your face so many times.” he admitted desperately. “Shits pathetic. But you’re the only one that got me off.”

“Jungkook I—“

He cut her off by shoving his tongue back down her throat, his hips rolling against hers as he started unbuttoning her shirt with shaking hands.

"I'm gonna fuck you like I've been fantasizing about for years," he growled against her mouth before kissing her again roughly. “But I can’t lie, I’ve got to taste you first.”

He pushed her shirt open and unhooked her bra, revealing her breasts. He didn't waste any time pushing himself down to suck one nipple into his mouth desperately.

He was shamelessly sucking on her tits. Giving her hickeys from how focused he was. He was starved for her.

Y/n’s tits were naturally huge, didn’t even need to wear padded or stuff her bra. He always adored when she wore wet tshirts and he could see her nipples.

"Fucking love these," he moaned against her skin, biting down on one hard peak before switching to the other. "I've imagined sucking these so many times."

His voice was muffled against her flesh. He pushed her legs open roughly and buried his face between her legs, inhaling deeply. “I can finally do this shit.”

He attacked her pussy like a man possessed, eating her out with wild abandon. His tongue delved deep inside her, fucking her with it while his thumb circled her clit aggressively.

He was making loud slurping noises and groaning into her wetness; completely lost in his obsession turned reality.

“Oh my gosh Jungkook.” She cried out, rolling her eyes back at the feel. “Y-You said you hadn’t been with anyone in years you—“

He pulled back just enough to speak against her sensitive flesh, "I haven't. I saved myself for you.” he confessed before diving back in, sucking on her clit hard enough to make her hips jerk. His hands gripped her thighs tightly, holding her open as he devoured her like his last meal.

She was responsive. Not even close to quiet and she was just getting her tits sucked. “B-But you eat it like—“

"I finally get to fuck the girl of my dreams. I ain’t fuckin’ this opportunity up." He finished her sentence, his tongue pushing inside her again. "I practiced on myself," he admitted shamefully between licks. "I used to eat my own hand imagining it was your pussy." He moaned against her clit. “Got myself off so many nights. Imagining doing this with you.”

She couldn’t even be weirded out. She was to engulfed in her own pleasure to think about anything really. Besides wondering why his head game was so fucking good.

His tongue work was indeed incredible; years of practicing on himself had paid off. He spread her open wide, his tongue licking from her entrance to her clit in slow, flat strokes before zeroing in on her sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking hard. He knew exactly where to touch her.

“Oh my gosh Jungkook I-I’m gonna cum already I-“ She gripped her breast.

He didn't let up. If anything, he went harder, his tongue flicking against her clit rapid-fire as he suctioned his lips around it. He wanted to drink her orgasm, to taste her release for the first time. "Cum all over my face, baby.”

“Mm fuck” She squeezed her eyes tightly, allowing the pleasure to build up inside her.

He was even better than any toy could’ve satisfied her. And she had used many. This man was fucking good. Arching her back, she reached her orgasm as she screamed his name repeatedly.

He moaned loudly as her sweet release coated his tongue, swallowing every drop greedily. He continued licking her through the waves of pleasure, drawing out her orgasm until she was trembling and begging for mercy. Only then did he crawl up her body, kissing her deeply so she could taste herself on his lips.

She savored the taste of his mouth once again, legs still shaking and lips quivering from her former orgasm. “Raw…” She whispered against his mouth, not even wanting to pull away. “I want you in me already. Jungkook please.” Her voice echoed whiny and needy.

He was just as desperate to be inside her. He had waited years for this moment. He pushed back to unbuckle his belt and shove his pants down, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.

“Jungkook you’re just full of fucking surprises aren’t you?” She let out a breathy laugh. “Hot and you’re packing?” She started kissing on his neck. “How do you want me?”

"On your back," he growled, positioning himself between her legs. He needed to see her face when he entered her. He grabbed his cock and rubbed the head against her wet entrance, teasing both of them.

He was punishing himself more than he was with her.

She spit on her fingers and stroked his cock for more lubrication. “Start slow please— It takes me a second to get adjusted.” She shyly admitted.

His hands shook slightly as he guided himself inside her inch by inch, watching her face closely for any signs of discomfort or pain. When he finally bottomed out fully inside her tight heat. “Shit.”

She furrowed her eyebrows, shifting her legs to get him in the right way.

"Shh, baby, just give it a moment," he whispered, leaning down to kiss her forehead gently. He stayed still inside her, letting her adjust to his size. His arms trembled slightly from holding back the urge to thrust. "Breathe.” he reminded her.

“I think I’m good.” She swallowed. “Start moving. Slow.”

He pulled out slowly, watching as her pussy stretched around his thick length before pushing back in just as slowly. He set a gentle pace, letting her feel every inch of him as he slid in and out of her wet heat. She felt incredible— like heaven wrapped around his cock. Better than he had ever imagined.

The two of them could hear her wetness gush as he moved in and out of her. “Speed up now— I-I’m good— fuck.”

He picked up the pace, still being gentle but moving faster now. His hips slammed against hers with each thrust, their pelvises meeting with a wet slap each time he buried himself fully inside her.

"Fucking hell," he groaned, grabbing her legs and throwing them over his shoulders. This new position let him go even deeper, hitting spots inside her that made her scream.

He began fucking her hard and fast, his thick dick stretching her wide open with each powerful thrust.

He was in a frenzy grabbing her legs and throwing them over his shoulders. This new position let him go even deeper, hitting spots inside her that made her scream.

He began fucking her hard and fast, his thick dick stretching her wide open with each powerful thrust.

“So fucking… hot…s-so… respectful…” She praised him, breasts bouncing so hard she could hardly catch her own breath. “Fucking me… so fucking good…M-Made me cum so quick Jungkook…”

"You're just fucking perfect," he groaned against her mouth, thrusting into her like a man possessed. "Your pussy is like heaven - so fucking tight and wet around me." He could feel her getting even wetter around him, her arousal coating his shaft completely.

The both of them moaning and gasping made it harder to kiss while he was in it but the two both tried, desperate for one another.

He suddenly pulled out, making her gasp. Before she could complain, he flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her hips back, entering her from behind. This position let him hit her deeper and harder; exactly what she needed now based on her whimpering moans.

“Ah!” She screamed when he re entered her from the back. Their bodies slammed into one another’s.

He gripped her hips tightly, using them as handles to fuck her brutally from behind. His balls slapped against her clit with each deep thrust, his dick hitting every sensitive spot inside her. He leaned over her back, wrapping an arm around her throat and pulling her upright against his chest.

“Ugh oh my goshhh Jungkook.” She repeated once again. “Favorite fanboy for fuckin’ sureee” She was a mess on his cock, practically being fucked dumb.

"The only fanboy you'll ever need," he growled in her ear, his hips moving like a piston behind her. The dirty talk from her mouth was driving him insane with lust. He released her throat suddenly, only to grab both her arms and pin them behind her back with one hand.

“O-Only one I’ll ever fucking need.” She was crumbling underneath him, letting her stalker absolutely pound her into his bed.

"Damn fucking right," he groaned, picking up the pace even more. He was fucking her so hard now that the entire bed was shaking violently against the wall.

He couldn't believe he was actually fucking his celebrity crush right now; and she was loving it. A little too much. His neighbors were gonna hate him in the morning.

“Didn’t expect this dick to me thissss good.” She growled. “Don’t even want to go on this tour now. Feels too good to leave.”

"Don't fucking talk about that shit right now”he snapped, his hand tightening around her wrists. "You're going on that tour and you're going to think about this dick every fucking night while you're away." He leaned down to bite her neck sharply.

“Fuck I-I’m not supposed to d-do this but fucking record…I-I need to have this…us…” She motioned to her phone.

"Yes…mmph… okay…" he groaned instantly, turned on by the fact that she wanted to remember this. "Record the sound of me fucking you stupid." He released her wrists and grabbed her phone himself, putting it on the nightstand so they could both watch as he slammed into her from behind.

“Mm…right fucking there…oh my gosh yes!” She breathlessly moaned.

"Look at yourself.” he growled. "Look at my dick disappearing inside your little pussy.”

“A-All for you…This is all yours right now Jungkook…I’m your girl for the night..”

"Fuck yes you are," he snarled possessively, his hips moving faster now. "My girl is getting fucked stupid on my dick."

“Gonna miss this… so fuckin much…”

"Miss my dick, my face, my voice... everything." He pounded into her harder with each word, making sure she felt every inch of him. "Because when you get back from that tour, you're mine again."

“I fucking hope so…” She growled once more. “You fuck so fucking good.” She praised again. “It’s like I’m going insane.”

He threw his head back, loving the sound of her voice praising his skills. "Only for you." he grunted, his hips moving in perfect rhythm. "No one else gets this dick but you." He reached around to slap her clit hard.

“Jungkook!” She whined. “Fuck!”

"That's right, scream my name," he commanded, slapping her clit again and again. "Who's fucking you right now? Who owns this pussy?"

“You! Jungkook you! Ugh!” Y/n screamed his name. “I should’ve let you hit it from the fucking start!”

"You should've let me claim this pussy years ago. It's mine now - every fucking inch of you.” He spread her ass cheeks wider, showing the camera how deep he was inside her. "Look at that view."

“Should’ve met you so much… sooner…You’re fucking perfect Jungkook…”

He was going to explode from her praise alone. "You're fucking perfect too," he groaned, his cock throbbing inside her. "Best fucking decision of my life was becoming your stalker." He laughed wildly, then slapped her ass hard.

“You wanting me so bad turns me on so much— You have no fucking idea.”

"You have no idea how many nights I've jerked off to the thought of fucking you like this." he admitted, his voice crude. "How many times I've imagined this perfect little body wrapped around my dick." He snapped his hips forward forcefully, making her cry out. “Surprised I didn’t cum just eating your pussy.”

“Mm! Fuck!” She winced, scrambling to grip his bedsheets.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her upright against his chest again, his other hand gripping her throat tightly. He bit her neck harshly as he fucked up into her, the camera getting an amazing shot of their tangled bodies and his hand around her throat.

He watched as she melted against his chest, her body arching into him perfectly. The camera caught every moment of their intense connection; the way he held her throat, the way she gripped his bedsheets, the way their bodies moved in perfect sync. "Fuck, look at us.” he breathed.

Her hair was a tangled mess, face sticky from the sweat.

Y/n looked utterly gorgeous; like a dirty dream. Her hair was a wild mess, face shiny with sweat, lips puffy from his kissing and biting. He loved seeing her like this. Completely fucked up by him.

"So fucking close," he groaned, his movements turning desperate. He released her throat to grab her hip tightly, using it as leverage to slam into her at a brutal pace.

The lewd noises they created only grew as Jungkook pounded out his high.

He leaned down to capture her lips in a messy, open-mouthed kiss as he chased his orgasm. Their tongues tangling, the sounds of their desperate pants and moans filling the air. His hips stuttered suddenly, his cock swelling deep inside her as he came.

"Fuck Y/n.” he gasped into her mouth, his release flooding her tight pussy. The view of his cum spilling out when he pulled out later absolutely filthier than anything he'd ever seen.

"Best fucking orgasm of my life," he breathed, his face flushed and sweaty. He collapsed against her chest, his cock still twitching inside her.

Their tangled bodies, their sticky faces, his cum dripping out of her swollen pussy. Absolute perfection. He finished up the recording on her phone. Secretly praying she’d forward the video to him later.

“W-Wow.” Her legs shriveled and her body already aching. “That…”

He laughed softly against her neck, understanding her shock. "Yeah... wow." He finally pulled out, watching as his cum gushed out of her, coating his sheets. "Look at that mess.” he murmured.

“Jungkook…” She whined. “So embarrassing…”

"Embarrassing? Baby, it's fucking beautiful." He gently pushed her legs apart. "The most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

“Is this a bad time to mention I’ve never fucked a fan?” She shyly admitted.

"And I've never fucked a famous person," he pointed out with a grin. "We both crossed lines today." He licked his fingers clean, watching her blush deeply at the dirty display. "But fuck, I'm glad we did."

“Me too.” She panted. “Do you have anything to clean me?”

"Yeah, lemme grab something." He jumped up, grabbing a warm washcloth from his bathroom and returning to clean her up gently. He wiped his cum from between her legs, marveling at how perfect her pussy looked. "Fuck, you're so pretty down here."

“Stop that.” She tapped his arm.

He chuckled, setting the washcloth aside. "You're shy now after all that?" He climbed back onto the bed beside her, pulling her into his arms.

“Whatever. I’m spending the night.” She stretched. “I don’t want to go to my hotel. Not tonight. Can I wear your clothes?”

"Fuck yes, you're staying right here," he said immediately, pulling her closer.

He kissed her forehead, still in disbelief that the woman he'd jerked off to for years was naked in his bed.

“Mm I’m so comfy here in this bed.” She laid comfortably.

He smiled, settling in behind her and spooning her comfortably against his body. "This bed is officially yours whenever you're in town.”

“Good to know.” She chuckled.

They lay there in comfortable silence for a long moment, Jungkook just holding her and breathing in her scent. He couldn't believe this was real life. After a while, he spoke up again, his voice quieter. "So... how was I?"

“Oh you want a review?” She laughed out loud. “Amazing. Literally no notes you were perfect.” She assured him. “So good your neighbors probably hate your name right about now.”

He laughed loudly at that, his ego inflating. "Fuck yeah? I was that good?" He asked. "I'll take that review and frame it." He smirked, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "You're so loud when you're getting dicked. I wouldn’t have guessed.”

“I know I just can’t help it!” She defended.

"No complaints here," he said instantly. "I love to hear a woman screaming my name while I'm fucking her." He kissed her neck, his hands squeezing her tits gently. "And damn, you've got the best tits I've ever seen. So fucking perfect."

“I’m glad I was able to make your dreams come true.” She sheepishly giggled.

"Understatement of the fucking year," he muttered. "You're literally my wet dream come to life. The way you look, the way you fuck, the way you talk... fuck." He sighed dramatically.

“Well next round I’ll definitely su—“

“Alright man! We’re bringing the pizza to you!” Seokjin and RM had the code to his place, letting themselves in. “Yooo Kook! Get outta your room!”

Y/n looked at Jungkook with her eyes widened, struggling to grab one of his shirts to throw on.

"Fuck!" He hissed, quickly grabbing the dirty shirt she was reaching for and throwing it under the bed. He pulled the blanket up to cover her naked body just as Seokjin and RM walked in. "Hey!" He snapped, sitting up. "Can you two give me a minute?" He yelled from the other side of the door.

“Oh my gosh— Jungkook did you actually go out with a real girl today?!” Seokjin elevated his voice, shocked that his friend wasn’t even on his couch.

"Yes!" He shouted back dramatically. "She's real as fuck and she's in my bed right now, so can you two assholes leave so I can get her dressed before you see her tits?" He laughed, pulling the blanket higher to hide her body.

"Baby, grab that shirt and you can wear these shorts. Tighten them with the drawstrings.” He helped her out. “I did not think they’d show up. I’m sorry.”

“Baby?! What the fuck!” Seokjin was almost screaming now.

“I’m all for privacy but who the hell is in there? You never— What the fuck!” RM mirrored Seokjin, growing upset with him.

Jungkook hadn’t been with a girl in years— let alone have one in his fucking bed. The two men were incredibly shocked; Jungkook never mentioned any sort of girl that wasn’t Y/n.

"Shut up!" He snapped at Seokjin, turning to RM who was laughing hysterically. "RM shut up too!" He ordered before turning back to Seokjin.

“She's actually here just— give us a second." He calls out from his room the turns to her. “I can ask them to leave.”

“No no no you’re fine— I don’t mind meeting them let me just get… situated.” She rushed to put on his clothes.

"Alright, come on." He took her hand, leading her out of the room. “Alright you two this is uh— Y/n.”

Seokjin and RM immediately fell silent when they saw her, their eyes widening as they took her in.

Seokjin's jaw dropped open, RM's eyes nearly popped out of his head. They both stared at her like she was a mythical creature.

"Holy shit..." Seokjin whispered, finally finding his voice. "Jungkook, how the fuck did you— When did— Oh my gosh this can’t be fucking real.”

“Aaaand I’m assuming you already know who I am.” The small girl waved shyly. “Y/n.”

RM burst out laughing, shaking his head. "We do! We're huge fucking fans! Cause of this fucking guy!” He exclaimed.

"You're actually here! In our friend's bed! Jungkook out of all fucking people!” He laughed again, while Seokjin just continued to stare in shock. "I'm RM and this is Seokjin."

“I appreciate you guys.” She blushed. “Sorry I had to meet you guys like this.”

"No no, it's cool," RM assured her, still laughing. "Jungkook finally got laid and finally got to meet his idol. In more ways the one bit either way we're happy." He winked, making her blush deeper.

Seokjin finally found his voice again. "So... you and Kook are—" He paused, waiting for an answer.

“We’re talking!” The couple blurted out almost instantly.

Seokjin's eyebrows shot up, while RM grinned mischievously. "Talking?" RM repeated. "Like... dating talking? Or fucking talking?" He asked bluntly, making Jungkook roll his eyes and punch RM's arm.

“RM!” He warned. “Be nice.”

“This all happened today!” She groaned, struggling to find the words. “We were grabbing clothes to watch a movie at my hotel room and then we got a little side tracked…”

"Side tracked?" Seokjin repeated, his eyes widening. "So you two just were... ‘talking” all today?" He clarified, trying to understand the situation.

Jungkook nodded, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Yeah, something like that." He answered vaguely.

“There’s not much to it. I read his letter and I thought it was super sweet. He was handsome in person so I texted him last night and we’ve been together since this morning.” She explained, providing a brief summary of their day together.

"Fuck, that's cute," RM said, his grin widening. "So you two just... clicked?" He asked, looking between them.

Jungkook nodded again, “Something like that.” he repeated, kissing her forehead softly.

“Okay well- I know you’re not in town long Y/n. We won’t bother you for the rest of the night.” Seokjin backed off, shoulders easing. “But! We’re definitely going to breakfast and talking about this for a longggg time tomorrow.”

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | J.JK

part two

— pairing | celeb!oc x fanboy!jjk

— summary | jungkook being so obsessed with his idol and finally meeting her!

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best) stalker jk, kinda yandere, jk is an obsessed fanboy, self pleasure, jk jerking himself off, kinda creepy stalker jk, delusional, sasaeng behavior, possession, jealousy, greedy jk, fanboy jk, famous oc

— word count | 6.0k words

— song suggestion | be the one — lloyd

“Come on you guys I’m ready to go! Y/n isn’t gonna be there all fuckin’ day!” Jungkook was pacing, stressing. His favorite female singer was on tour and her first stop was in his city of San Francisco. And it was his birthday weekend! But his dumbass friends wouldn’t hurry up so they could leave.

𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐓 | J.JK

— pairing | secretary!oc x boss!jjk

— summary | jungkook spending the night at his secretary’s house… once again…

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best) ceo jk, secret affair, sensual tension, raw sex, secret feelings for each other, flirty feelings, dirty talk, jk makes it official!

— word count | 6.3k words

— song suggestion | earned it — the weeknd

“Come on y’all got until the end of the day to submit those surveys. I already told y’all bout that shit this morning.” Jungkook expressed to a cubicle of office workers on the second floor of the building. “I can’t have this deadline extended this time.” He looked at his secretary standing beside him. He was usually very laid back but today he meant business.

“Digital copies are going to be submitted at 3pm this afternoon. Physical copies will be sent to my office and I’ll review them after you are all excused for the day. Submit them to the mailbox outside my office— Please don’t disappoint today.” She exhaled. “We can do it!” She motivated the employees with a cheery tone and a thumbs up. “You guys are a strong team. I have a lot of faith in you guys.”

“Woah… Both of them are so commanding and in the same room.”

“Okay, I’m definitely motivated now.”

“This project must be huge for them to both be here.”

There was chatter amongst the employees regarding both Jungkook and his secretary in the same room presenting assignments. Usually, it would be her or someone below her every now and then to assign work. For them to both be here held a major importance.

“Exactly what she said. I couldn’t have said it better myself actually.” Jungkook smirked. “Don’t disappoint us. You all are a smart group, don’t make us think otherwise.” He sighed after leaving the second floor, making his way back to his office on the top floor.

He shut the door behind him, unbuttoning his suit jacket and loosening his red tie. He sat down at his leather desk chair, leaning back with a huff. “Fuck. I don’t wanna do shit today.”

Y/n spent some time downstairs with multiple employees, helping and assisting them with their due paperwork.

“She’s like the people whisperer down there.” Jungkook commented to his assistant who had followed him back upstairs. “I swear everyone loves her guts but they fear my presence.” He chuckled dryly, “You can go to lunch, you’re excused. I won’t keep you here to listen to me complain.”

After a short while, she made her way up the elevator. Walking towards his office through the hallway, she entered in her thumb print to get in.

His door was wired to where anyone who needed him needed to be buzzed in, just not her. “Hey Mr. Jeon. I just wrapped up with most of them. Sick of the questions. They’re on their own now.” She joked.

Jungkook looked up from his paperwork, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. “You know damn well to call me Jungkook when we’re alone.”

He put his pen down, leaning back in his chair. “You did good downstairs. I saw them actually paying attention to you. I’m impressed.” He laughed. “You hungry?”

“Starving. You mind if we go to that one Korean place with the octopus stir fry? Sounds soooo good right now.” She groaned. “I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

“Mhm, I’m starving too. Actually been craving that shit.” He stood up, grabbing his suit jacket. “Let’s go, I’ll drive.” He walked around the desk.

“I’ll meet you at your car. I forgot my jacket and it’s freezing. Put on my seat warmer while you’re waiting.” Y/n winked and walked off to her nearby office.

Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head as he made his way to the parking lot. He clicked the button for his luxury car, starting it up and turning on the seat warmer as instructed. Leaning against the driver’s side door, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it up while waiting for her.

“She’s so fuckin’— Man.” He groaned.

He was astonished by her. She was smoking hot and so incredibly smart. She thought of plans that he couldn’t even imagine. She could run the company better than he could if he was being honest. She was so good at what she did and it turned him all the way on. Bossy too? His dream.

The two were well aware of their little crushes on one another. They had kissed a few times casually. Some drunk, some sober. Late night facetimes and texts that had nothing to do with work. Used nicknames for one another too. Their flirty relationship definitely made coming to work a lot more fun than intended.

One drunk night had led them back to his place, after practically drooling all over each other the whole night.

That turned into him coming over, spending the night whenever she invited him. Kisses and a lot more were exchanged…

Professionalism was out the window since.

Everything had become more frequent over time, they were always together no matter what.

Who knew his secretary was such a fucking freak?

Grabbing her jacket and purse, she took the elevator down to the private parking garage. Jungkook had already pulled up to the front where she exited.

She entered his car, “Ugh yes.” She instantly relaxed into the seat. “So cozy…”

Jungkook threw his cigarette out the window and buckled his seatbelt, glancing over at her with a smirk. “Comfy?” He asked rhetorically as he pulled out of the parking spot. “I’m sorry about the smell. Habit.” He referenced the cigarettes.

He knew she didn’t really mind, she was used to it. He always felt like he owed it to her to at least cover it up.

“Mhm…” She nodded.

Y/n always got what she wanted with him. Craving something? It was at her office in minutes. She complained it was cold once and he had a heater in there within the hour. She was even spoiled outside of work. She mentioned some fancy air fryer to him and he had it delivered by the time she got off work. It was insane.

Her crush on her boss definitely had nothing to do with the money aspect. Sure it was nice, the sneaky little bonuses he’d give her along with the many gifts. But honestly, he was so… real.

He never tried to be the picture perfect CEO. He was just 100% him. That’s hard to find especially in such a programmed field.

As they pulled up to the restaurant, he got out and walked around to her side, opening the door like a gentleman.

An older woman greeted them as they stepped foot inside, smiling brightly.

Y/n walked into the restaurant standing beside him. “For two please.” She holds up her fingers before they’re sat at their booth.

The woman led them to their usual booth in the back, Jungkook placing a hand on the small of her back as they walked.

He slid into the seat first, letting her sit down before him. Their knees touched under the table, a familiar warmth spreading through him at the contact.

“It’s so nice in here. This is gonna hit the spot.” She didn’t even pick up a menu, she knew exactly what she wanted.

Often times they would either go out or eat lunch in his office. Even before their flirty relationship started. So it wasn’t very suspicious to anyone who seen them together.

Before their flirting began, they had gotten along great. As professional as she was, she was honestly hilarious. She made the man laugh out loud during her interview process.

Jungkook opened his menu but didn’t bother looking at it either. “The usual for me too.” He set his menu down and leaned back against the booth, his arm stretching out behind her on the back of the seat.

He looked over at her, “You look really pretty today. You probably already know that but damn. I can’t help but wanna tell you that shit all day.”

“Oh yeah? All day? Mm how come you waited until lunch then?” She teased.

“Hey hey hey. Too public this morning. You know that.” He defended his previous actions. “We had everyone watching this morning and the last thing I need is some scandal that I sexually harass my secretary in the work place.”

“Yeah yeah.”

She was obviously joking, she just loved to keep the man on his toes.

He was a yearner. More than anything. If he honestly sat down and thought about it, he knew he’d already fallen in love with her long ago. How couldn’t he?

He’s come to terms with it. She’ll be his to marry— one day.

They never really discussed their true feelings, just spewing compliments and flirty comments with one another.

He was very passionate with the way he spoke. He was so head over heels for her.

Everything she did was perfection in his eyes.

“You knocked out last night.” Y/n chuckled.

The two were up late talking on the phone. Almost 1am by the time they hung up.

He claimed the call was work related but— they both knew when it rang it wouldn’t be.

She didn’t mind though. Their conversations even at work felt so normal she could hardly remember that was her damn boss.

He liked it. He wanted her to be that comfy with him.

Only made it easier for him.

“I knocked the hell out.” He laughed. “My feet were fuckin’ aching and my head was swelling.”

He continued. “I keep telling myself I need to sleep earlier but I never can. Luckily for me, I have a night owl here that’s always down to keep me company.”

She shook her head. “Yeah you got super lucky. Sucks cause I wish I was one of those people who could sleep before 11pm.”

“You’re more of a hardworker than most people. Your skill keeps you awake and running.” He complimented. “Too smart to sleep.”

“I guess you could say that.” Y/n somewhat agreed.

Their food came out quickly, the two starting to eat together. Jungkook reached over and grabbed a piece of her octopus with his chopsticks. “Open up.” He demanded.

“This is so embarrassing…” She looked around before accepting the bite, blushing. “Just eat your food.”

Jungkook fed her the piece of octopus, his fingers brushing against her lips. He watched as she chewed and swallowed, before taking a bite of his own food.

They fell into a comfortable silence, occasionally stealing food from each other’s plates. The dynamic between them was effortless and familiar. Almost like they had been married in another life.

“I ordered two kimchi jigaes to go. Did you wanna come over later?” Y/n asked.

This wasn’t abnormal for either of them, he’d ask to come over to discuss work, just to end up with a glass of wine and a movie on her couch.

“I’d love to. I wanna watch that reality TV bullshit again.” He laughed.

“Omg— It’s Catfish. That show is soooo good I don’t know how you haven’t heard of it before me.”

“I never watched TV shows like that! I’m a movie guy you know that.” He chuckled.

She was so fine it almost made him mad.

Once the two departed from the restaurant it was back to work mode.

Back to Jungkook being this polished, throat cut CEO that didn’t take shit from no one.

The difference between this man and the one that comes over to her place after hours impressed her. What a crazy difference. Sure often times he was laid back, but wow could that man could get scary.

Listening to him give orders and boss others around made her laugh and chuckle to herself sometimes.

She was never in trouble with him. Even if she made a small mistake he was easy to forgive her. She was his secret soft spot.

After work, he arrived at home about 8pm.

Jungkook went home to quick shower and change into something more comfortable. He threw on a pair of low hung sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He looked at himself in the mirror, flexing his muscles. “I got this shit.”

She still made him nervous for these little “dates” Every single time he’d have to give himself a little pep talk in the mirror and on the way to her place.

He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.

“You got this, you ain’t gotta be nervous. It’s just her, the girl you talk to every damn day. Calm the fuck down.” He said to himself as he looked in the mirror rear view mirror.

He arrived at her place.

Once she heard his car lock, she instantly knew he arrived to her apartment. She rushed down from her room to the front door, already standing with the door open once she seen him approaching.

“Hey Mr. Jeon.” She chuckled. “Long time no see.” She joked.

Jungkook stepped out of the car, his heart beating a little faster at the sight of her standing in the doorway. “Hey,” he greeted, smiling at her as he walked inside. “Don’t even start with that Mr. Jeon shit. Especially now.”

He laughed, closing the door behind him and following her into the kitchen. He was turning around to face her. “You look cozy.”

“You know I am. Finally off work and I’m off tomorrow.” She laughs. “You’re cozy too. With your lil sweatpants.” She teased.

“Shut it, they’re just comfortable!” He argued, his hands going to his pockets. “Don’t act like you don’t loveee to see me with some grey sweatpants.”

“Whatever. The foods done heating up. Go sit down.” She shooed him. “Ah shit wait.”

She went over to the couch, covered in papers and binders she had earlier from working on a project.

“Let me help.” He offered, following her into the living room. He started picking up papers and folders, stacking them neatly on her kitchen island.

He liked how her apartment always smelled like her perfume and had little personal touches everywhere.

Could definitely see his home smelling like her in the future.

Maybe it was because he liked her so much but her place felt so homey and comfortable. Like if a hug was a building.

“You didn’t have to.” She took the papers to the kitchen island as well. “You’re sweet anyways though.”

“Mhm, I know.” He smirked, sitting down on the couch as she started arranging pillows and throws. He watched her move around the room, his eyes focused on her for a moment longer than necessary.

Fuck, he misses her and she’s standing right there in front of him.

The timer dinged for the food. She went over to the kitchen. “Beer or water?” She called out.

“Beer.” He called back, leaning back on the couch. He heard her rummaging around in the kitchen and smiled to himself.

Shit like this made him wish they were a real couple.

He wants to ask her. He needs to.

“Okay get cozy.” She had a table in front of her TV where the two could sit.

She set the cushions down and placed both bowls with sides of rice for them to enjoy. She came back with two beers. “Open the cans… I can’t with my nails.” She giggled. “I got them redone a bit toooo long.”

He laughed, opening the cans of beer for the both of them. “They look nice regardless.”

She turned on their reality TV show for them to enjoy as they ate. “Thanks. You technically paid for them.”

He handed her beer over before picking up his own bowl of kimchi jigae and a pair of chopsticks.

He took a bite, groaning softly at the taste. “This is so good.” He said between bites. “Literally so good.”

“This place never fails us. We’ve never had a bad day with them.” She sipped.

“Never.” He shook his head.

“I'm telling you, I could eat Korean food every day.” He said, taking another big bite. He reached for his beer and took a long sip.

“Me too. Especially meat and soup… everyday if I could.” She ate. “Dude this shits insane. I can’t believe none of this is staged.”

“Right?! Like, how do they even find these people?” He watched the show intently, his leg bouncing slightly as he got more into it.

“Do you want another beer?” He asked her.

“I’m good. Do you? I can grab it.” She prepared to get up.

“I'll get it, don't get up.” He said, standing up and grabbing another beer for himself. He sat back down next to her, opening the can and taking a long sip. He went back to their table and sat by her again as she kept eating.

The two sat and watched the show together, occasionally making comments about what was going on.

He watched the movie with her, occasionally stealing glances at her. He found himself getting lost in her profile - her nose, her lips, her hair. He finished his second beer and set the empty can down on the table. He stretched his arms over his head, yawning.

He finished off his bowl of kimchi jigae and leaned back, patting his stomach contentedly. “I might explode.” He laughed.

She got up a bit later, grabbing their empty bowls and placing them in her dishwasher.

He stood up and started helping her clean up without being asked - grabbing plates, loading the dishwasher, wiping down counters. He worked silently beside her, occasionally bumping into her arm or hip.

“You know you didn’t have to help.”

“I want to.” He quickly answered. “You should know that by now. Besides— you’re at my every beck and call for hours and hours a day. Least I could do.”

“Were you spending the night again?”

“If you want me to.” He dried his hands off with a dish towel, turning to face her. “I brought an extra change of clothes just in case.” He said casually, even though his heart was beating slightly faster at her question.

Mentally, he had already prepared to spend the night. He wanted to more than anything.

“You also left the ones from last time… so I figured.” She chuckled. “Or maybe you were gonna wait for me to tell you to pick them up.”

“Guilty.” He laughed, hanging the dish towel back up. “But honestly, sleeping here is way better than my place anyways. Your bed is way comfier and you have better snacks.”

“Oh you’re a millionaire but my beds comfier? I have better snacks? I find that very hard to believe.” She folded her arms.

“Hey, money can't buy a good night's sleep, okay? And your bed is like... a cloud. I swear I sleep like a baby here.” He defended, pretending to be offended. He followed her out of the kitchen, turning off the lights behind him.

“Maybe because you’re sleeping by yourself.” She shrugged as she walked in front of him. “Let’s watch something in my room.”

He raised an eyebrow at her comment but didn't respond, instead following her into her room.

He knew she knew what she was doing. Fuck, was she some kind of temptress?

He sat down on the bed, leaning back against the headboard as she moved off some more work binders she had on the bed along with her laptop.

Her room was girly. Different shades of pink with hello kitty’s everywhere. She was a mature grown woman but her room definitely said otherwise.

“Okay I have Hulu, Netflix, HBO, and all those. Pick what you wanna watch cause I have nothing in mind.” She handed him the remote.

He took the remote, scrolling through the options with a smirk on his face. “Your room is cute, by the way.” He teased, looking around at the decor. “It's very... you.”

“Oh stop acting like you ain’t never been in here before.” She shook her head.

“I mean, I have been in here before, but I always forget how... colorful it is.” He said with a laugh, settling back against the pillows. “You never struck me as a hello kitty kind of girl.” He teased, nudging her gently with his elbow. “And— the lights are usually off when I’m in here…”

“Hurry and pick something!” She groaned.

“Yes, ma'am.” He mockingly saluted her and picked a comedy movie that he knew she'd like.

As the movie started, he settled back against the headboard, patting the space between his legs invitingly. “You’re too far.” He said to her, holding out his arms.

She rolled her eyes and laid closer to him. He reached over and grabbed her leg, pulling her even closer.

Fuck. He was already hard and the damn movie just started. He mentally groaned.

As the movie played, his hand slowly started to wander, tracing patterns on her stomach under her shirt. He listened to her breathing slow and steady as she relaxed against him. Every so often, he'd press a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

His hand stayed low on her stomach, right above where her pajama pants started. He tried to focus on the movie but all he could think about was how easy it would be to just slip his hand underneath her clothes. He shifted slightly, trying to adjust himself without her noticing.

He didn’t want to seem like the total fuckboy type. He didn’t want her to think he expected sex whenever he came over. It just… happened.

She was actually watching the movie, he had to lock in.

Be respectful.

Be a gentleman.

Just in bed watching a movie.

Nothing more, nothing less.

He lasted until the midpoint of the movie before he couldn't take it anymore. He was painfully hard and her body felt like heaven pressed against him. He carefully moved his hand, slipping it just under the waistband of her pj pants.

Was he going to die from blueballs tonight?

She glanced at him.

He looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire. He pressed a finger gently against her through her underwear, watching her face carefully.

”Ignore me.” He whispered, starting to slowly rub her over the fabric. “Keep watching.” He commanded softly, his other hand coming up to cover her mouth lightly.

Her eyes widened, facing him.

“Don’t stop watching.” He whispered again, his finger moving more insistently against her.

“Just focus on the movie.” He pressed a quick kiss to her temple, his hand on her mouth preventing any protest. His thumb found her clit through the thin material of her underwear, rubbing slow circles. “Damn Y/n. You got wet ass panties.”

She whined into his hand, squirming under him as he touched on her.

He tightened his hand over her mouth, muffling her sounds. “Shhh...” He hushed her again, his other hand slipping inside her underwear completely.

He spread her folds, his finger sliding easily through her wetness. Fuck. She really was soaked. He started to slowly rub her clit directly, his hard-on pressing against her.

Her brain couldn’t even comprehend the movie at this point. She brought her hand up, moving his hand from her mouth now to her throat. She leaned closer and started making out with Jungkook.

Jungkook groaned against her mouth, his finger moving faster against her clit. He kissed her hungrily, his tongue sliding against hers.

Fuck, he loved when she kissed him like this. Like she was starving for him.

She couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as his fingers worked her. She moved her mouth from his lips to his neck, eager to taste more of his body.

“Fuck...” He hissed as she sucked on his neck, marking him. His fingers curled inside her, finding that spot that always made her legs shake.

He was never one to mind a hickey or two.

He kissed along her jawline, his thumb pressing hard against her clit while his fingers pumped in and out of her.

“Ah fuck.” She moved her body eagerly. “Mm..” She was trying to work the sweet spots on his neck and her own pleasures kept distracting her.

He gasped as she bit down gently on his neck, his fingers plunging deep inside her with a sudden thrust.

He kissed her back fiercely, silencing any sounds she might make with his mouth. His hand moved faster and rougher against her clit, rubbing hard circles that made her see stars.

“Fuck stop I don’t want to cum yet.” She chuckled, body already working up a sweat.

She was frustrated she was so easily pent up.

Jungkook groaned at her words, his hips pressing harder against her. “You’re so damn wet.” He whispered against her ear. “If I don’t make you cum soon, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”

She grabbed his fingers that were coated in her own mess. She kept eye contact with him as she slowly licked off her own juices.

Jungkook’s jaw dropped as he watched her clean his fingers with her mouth. Fuck. That was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. His dick throbbed painfully against his jeans. He grabbed her jaw, holding her face in place as she licked his fingers clean.

She couldn’t help but send a small smile his way.

He smirked back, releasing her jaw to grab her wrist. He stood up quickly, pulling her up with him and spinning her around so she was facing the TV.

“Bend over.” He commanded, his voice low and rough. He kicked her legs apart gently with his foot. ”Arms on the bed. You should already know what to do.”

She swallowed, nodding her head and doing exactly what that man said.

Jungkook took care of his sweats, pushing them down along with his boxers. He stepped closer, pressing his hard length against her ass.

He leaned over her, his hands sliding up her thighs and pushing her shirt up. He kissed her back gently before spanking her ass hard.

“You’re so fuckin’ bad.” He laughed. “Around supermodels and shit all the time but nothin’ compares to this body right here.”

He groaned at the sight of her spread out before him. “Such a pretty fuckin’ girl. Shit makes me mad.” Her wet pussy was on display, begging for him. He ran his fingers through her folds, teasing her entrance.

“Jungkook I want you inside already…Now.” She grabbed a towel to place under them.

"Fuck, I love when you get bossy." He smirked, positioning himself behind her. He rubbed his bare head against her entrance, coating himself in her wetness. “Been dying to fuck you. I need this shit so bad. You have no idea.”

“Come on Jungkook I can’t wait.” She arched, shaking her ass a bit to show her eagerness.

She felt like some sort of brain dead slut, but she didn’t care about anything besides him being inside her asap.

"Damn it Y/n." He hissed, grabbing her hips tightly. He slammed into her with one rough thrust, burying himself deep inside her without warning. He stayed still, buried deep, letting her adjust to his size while he bit back a stream of curses. “Fucking hell.”

“Oh my gosh.” She whispered at the same time. “Shit.”

He pulled back slightly and thrust into her again, deeper this time. She was so tight and wet around him it was driving him crazy. “You alright baby?” He asked through clenched teeth, trying to hold back his urge to pound into her hard. Her ass looked perfect bouncing back at him.

“I-I’m good just start moving Jungkook please.” She trembled.

"Fuck it then." He started moving immediately, pulling out almost all the way before snapping his hips forward hard. His hands gripped her hips tight enough to leave marks as he set a brutal pace - deep, rough thrusts that made the bed shake and the TV screen blur in front of her eyes.

So hard to respect her neighbors when he finally got inside her.

“My fucking goshhhh.” She moaned repeatedly. Her pussy was gushing and the sounds they were making were so loud.

She wasn’t any help either.

"Shit... You're so fucking tight... Taking me so good..." He grunted with each powerful thrust, his balls slapping against her clit. The wet sounds of their bodies meeting echoed through the room along with their loud moans and gasps. He reached around her waist.

“You’re so fucking perfect inside oh my gosh Jungkook…” She moaned. “Fits so good.”

Jungkook’s eyes rolled back as she praised him, her words sending a rush of pleasure through him.

His fingers found her clit, rubbing hard circles as he thrust into her mercilessly. "Yeah? You like taking this big dick, baby?" He growled, his other hand coming up to wrap around her throat again.

“Yes! Mhm!”

"Mmm... Fuck yes. That’s what I love to hear.”He moaned, his hips slapping against her ass as he fucked her hard. His fingers worked her clit faster, pressing down hard as he felt her getting close. "You gonna cum all over my dick, sweetheart? Gonna soak my balls? Just like last time?”

“Mhm! Mhm! I-I want to… Fuck… Wanted to do foreplay and shit but I almost came my fucking pants.” She was a gasping mess.

"Fucking hell." He growled, his hips moving faster at her confession. He released her throat to spank her ass hard instead. "Next time we're doing foreplay till you cry. Right now I just wanna fuck you till your neighbors remember my name."

“Better be … Another next time… So much better than getting myself off…” She panted. “L-Love when you’re inside a-and you’re fuckin’ me so good.”

"Damn right it is." He groaned, his fingers on her clit becoming almost painful as he rubbed her roughly. "You ever cum this hard by yourself?" He demanded to know, slamming into her so hard the headboard hit the wall with a loud bang.

“N-No! Fuck!”

"That's what I fucking thought." He snarled, his pace becoming animalistic. He pulled her hair suddenly, tilting her head back sharply. "You're addicted to my dick now, aren't you? Your pretty little pussy is fucking obsessed with it."

“I-I just want as much as I can get.”

"My fucking gosh Y/n." He moaned loudly, almost coming right then from her words alone. "You're gonna make me nut before you cum if you keep talking like that." He rubbed her clit harder, feeling her inner walls squeeze him tightly. "You close baby?"

“So close fuck.”

"Come on then." He urged her hoarsely, his voice strained from holding back his own orgasm. He slammed into her so hard their sweaty bodies slapped together loudly. "Cum all over my dick. Fucking drip down my balls. Let me feel that pretty pussy let go for me.”

He was talking her through her orgasm. She finally felt herself go over that hill and shake under him until he made her cum. “Ah!”

"That's it... Fuck yes..." He groaned as he felt her pussy clamp down around him like a vice. Her orgasm triggered his own instantly - he came hard inside her without pulling out, filling her up completely while pounding through her climax.

She bit her lip, shaking with him as she came down from her orgasm.

Jungkook stayed buried deep inside her for several long seconds, panting heavily against her back as he came down from his high.

His hips moved slowly now, just little gentle thrusts to work himself completely soft inside her. "Holy fuck." He breathed out eventually. "That was...Shit. You good?”

“Yeah…” She swallowed, letting his liquids spill out from her onto the towel they put underneath them.

"You're fucking soaked." He noted softly, watching his cum leak out of her swollen pussy. He gently pulled out, making her whimper at the sudden emptiness. He patted her hole with the towel, making sure a good amount was soaked so it wouldn’t run down her legs.

He flipped her onto her back and spread her legs wide, staring down at his mess between her thighs. "Look at that."

She blushed. “Stoppp.”

"Stop what?" He asked, grinning at her. "Stop staring at the prettiest pussy I've ever seen? Or stop looking at the mess I made of it?"

He leaned down and kissed her inner right thigh, making her squeak. "It's fucking beautiful, baby."

“I mean I-I guess…” She was now shy and modest, making him chuckle.

He kissed along her inner thigh up to her messy pussy. He looked up at her with a smirk before licking a stripe up her slit, cleaning her up gently. "Guess? Nah. It's a fucking masterpiece." He said against her core before nuzzling into it, inhaling her scent.

“I’m sensitive.”

"Yeah? Like this sensitive?" He asked, blowing gently on her clit before running his tongue over it slowly. He smiled against her when she squirmed and whimpered. "Or like this sensitive?" He sucked her clit into his mouth suddenly, applying perfect pressure.

“A-Ah Jungkook!” She sat up a bit, the sensitivity running through her body. “Yes! It’s all sensitive!”

He chuckled against her pussy, the vibrations making her shudder. "Good to know." He said before going back to licking her clean slowly and gently this time, being careful with how sensitive she was post-orgasm. His tongue was soft and soothing against her swollen clit and lips.

“Jungkook! Sit up! I swear!”

"Mhmm?" He hummed against her pussy, looking up at her with innocent eyes even as he ate her out gently.

He knew exactly what she meant when she shouted his name - she was overwhelmed and sensitive as hell. He loved it. "Baby?" He teased softly, kissing her thigh again.

“Ugh! I-It’s too much.”

"Aww, poor baby." He cooed, giving her clit one last gentle lick before crawling up her body slowly. He kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his tongue.

"Too much tongue? Or too much feeling?" He asked between kisses, wrapping his arms around her gently.

“Mm I just felt it too much. If that makes sense.” She chuckled and kissed him.

He smiled against her lips, understanding completely. "It makes perfect sense, baby." He kissed her softly, his hands roaming over her body gently now instead of roughly.

"You're just really fucking sensitive down there. Especially after getting your brains fucked out." He grinned slightly, proud of himself.

“Oh shut uppp. You just wanna hear me gas you up for laying it down!” She hollered.

"And?" He laughed softly, kissing her jaw gently. "Isn't that the point? Getting praised for giving your girl the best fucks of her life?" He teased, biting her jaw gently before sucking on it softly. "Plus, I like hearing you talk about how good I fuck you."

His what?

He called her his girl.

His girl.

Her heart rate increased.

Hearing shit like that made her spiral in the best way possible. That’s what she wanted.

“You’re using me to boost your ego?!” She playfully accused. “Accusing your girl?” She repeated, subtly hinting at the title again.

Please say it again.

"Maybe a little." He admitted with a smirk, his hands squeezing her ass gently. "But in my defense, hearing you moan and scream my name while I'm pounding into you does wonders for my ego." He paused, kissing her again.

"You are mine now, aren't you?" He asked suddenly against her lips, his eyes searching hers intensely. "I mean…after all this. That’s who you are right?”

“If I’m being honest I never really just— assumed. I don’t want to just guess if I—“

His smirk fell a bit at her words, but he quickly replaced it with a charming grin. "Fair enough." He said, pulling back slightly to look at her with those damn puppy dog eyes.

"Will you be mine, pretty girl? My girl? My everything?" He asked softly, his fingers gently brushing her hair out of her face. "Please? I want this more than anything. Especially with you.”

“You’re such a kid!” She laughed out loud, slapping his arm. “I can’t believe my fucking boss is asking me this shit. Yes Jungkook.”

He grinned widely at her words, his entire face lighting up like a Christmas tree. "Yes what?" He asked eagerly, his hands squeezing her ass again gently. "Yes, you'll be my girl? Yes, you'll let me fuck you like that again? Yes, you'll-"

“Jungkook!” She cut him off. “I’ll be your girl.”

He immediately pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss, his arms wrapping around her tightly possessively. "Mine." He growled against her lips before kissing her again fiercely. "All fucking mine." He pulled back just enough to whisper.

"If anyone asks, I'm your boyfriend. Not your boss. I don’t wanna do that secrecy shit. Got it?" He stated firmly, his eyes burning intensely into hers. "You're dating the boss, not just fucking him." He paused, thinking. "Although... you are definitely fucking him too. Been fucking him actually.”

“Okay okay!”

He smirked arrogantly. "So now it's official. You get all that shit plus a ring and my last name." He rambled dramatically then kissed her deeply again. His hands squeezed her thighs spread them apart slightly so he could settle between them more comfortably. "My girl."

“I agreed to be your girlfriend. Not your wife just yet.” She shook her head.

"Details, details." He muttered against her lips. "You think I'm joking? I'm dead serious. You're going to be Mrs. Jeon one day." He pulled back slightly to look at her.

“You’re annoying.” She kissed him. “Let’s celebrate with a round 2?”

He groaned into her mouth, his hands immediately gripping her hips and pulling them together again. "Fuck yes." He broke the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down her neck. "Round 2 is definitely happening. And maybe even a Round 3 and 4." He bit her neck gently.

“Mm you promise?” She growled.

He growled back playfully, grinding his rapidly hardening erection against her core. "Baby, I promise you're getting fucked all night long. My girl needs to be satisfied."

“You gonna prove it?”

"Watch me." He wrapped her legs around his waist and entered her roughly without warning. She moaned loudly as he began to pound into her mercilessly.

𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐔𝐏 | J.JK

— part one, part two, part three

— pairing | fem!oc x dealer!jjk

— summary | group trip to nyc for christmas! 🎄

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best) weed 🍃, cussing, dirty talk, fluffy!, no protection, jungkook is a simp, maybe slightly toxic, group makes dirty jokes, crude humor, inaccurate depictions of nyc, explicit friend group, open sex talk, spoiled gf

— word count | 10.1k words

— song suggestion | december — ariana grande

“Omg we’re here!” Jungkook’s girlfriend squealed the second they arrived at their hotel in New York City.

Jungkook knew his girlfriend was a huge Christmas fan. She loved everything bright and cheery, how could she not love it? He himself couldn’t care less about the holiday. If this is what she wanted to do, and he wanted to make her happy in anyway he could.

“Names under Jeon…Yeah…ID…” Jungkook and the other guys were busy checking themselves into their hotel rooms.

The couple were with their friends once again, the three couples going on this Christmas trip all together.

“This lobby is fuckin’ massive.” Elkie looked around.

“Oh my gosh everything here is so fucking pretty…” Seungyeon was busy snapping pictures of the carefully decorated hotel lobby.

“No seriously! I’m gonna do so much bragging.” Y/n was doing the same thing, mindlessly opening the camera app whenever she could. “Everything’s so pretty.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully at Y/n's enthusiasm, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “I haven’t seen anything prettier in my life than you so I’d say it’s pretty mid.” He joked.

“You’re too much!” Y/n slapped his arm playfully.

Jungkook chuckled, his arms wrapping around Y/n's waist as he pulled her into a gentle hug, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "Just keepin' it real.”

“You guys are so cheesy.” Elkie, rolled her eyes. “You guys are perfect for each other.”

"Damn right," Jimin grinned, pulling Elkie closer to him, "Like those two." He pointed at Taehyung and Seungyeon who were already busy taking selfies together. "They're mushy as shit. And us two," He pointed at himself and Elkie, "We're the chill ones. Don’t be jealous. Someone had to do it.”

“Ew yeah fucking right.” Y/n scoffed. “When you two get drunk you’re the fucking worst. Like so bad I get nauseous. And when you guys fight it’s soooo much more drama than it needs to be.”

"Oh fuck— whatever!" Jimin laughed, "At least we don't make out in front of everyone like some teenagers!" He gestured wildly at Taehyung and Seungyeon who were now kissing behind a Christmas tree under some mistletoe.

“Wow. Okay they’re just… special. Okay? Probably separation issues or some shit.” Y/n tried to defend the couple making out when they’re just minutes from going to their hotel room. “Yeah that’s just embarrassing.”

"Right?!" Elkie agreed, "They literally act like they haven't seen each other in years every time they touch!" She gagged dramatically.

“What was the plan for the rest of the day? Did yall wanna rest up for a bit then go out tonight?” Y/n checked in with her group to confirm the plans.

"Yeah, that was the plan," Jimin replied. "We were gonna get some rest, maybe order some room service, then hit the town tonight. See the Christmas lights, maybe go ice skating, that kinda shit."

“I’m soooo hyped!” Y/n couldn’t help but squeal and turn to her man. “We’re gonna look so cute. Especially since you’re wearing that nice ass puffer jacket I bought you.”

"You know I’m only wear that jacket 'cause it's from you." He pressed a kiss to her neck before pulling back slightly. "And yeah, we're gonna look fuckin' adorable tonight."

“Jeon?” The hotel desk clerk called the couple over. “Your key is ready.” Y/n waved to her friends.

“Okay meetup around 6 cool?” She double checked before the couple went up to their room.

Elkie and Jimin got her a thumbs up.

"6pm sharp," Jimin confirmed with a nod to the group before turning back to Elkie.

The clerk handed over their key card with a small smile. "Room 1205," She said sweetly. Jungkook took the card and led Y/n to the elevator.

Y/n followed her boyfriend closely, “Thank you for taking care of everything baby. I’m already excited for this trip.” She rolled her Hello Kitty suitcase behind her while Jungkook rolled his own and carried all the duffle bags.

"Anything for you, Mama. You know I do this cause I love you." Jungkook replied with a small smile, his arms loaded with bags as he led the way to their room. The elevator ride was quick and silent, both of them lost in their own thoughts until they reached their room.

Once Jungkook tapped the key card on the reader, the two stepped into the gorgeous suite.

Everything inside had been totally remodeled and decorated for the Christmas season. She was in total awe, speechless for a good second. “Everything is so…wow. It is so fucking pretty in here.” She touched some of the decor around the room. “I can’t believe all this.”

Jungkook stood behind her, setting down the bags and taking in the room with a proud smile. "I might have pulled some strings to get this specific suite," he admitted, his arms wrapping around her waist as he nuzzled into her neck. "Merry early Christmas, baby."

He knew she wanted to travel. Of course she did. She was an adventurous girl who hated staying home more than anything. Her friends were the same way.

Their first Christmas together couldn’t be anything but special. He wanted this for her. She deserved everything.

“You’re so fucking sweet baby I love it. This is … so fucking nice. Like I’m over the moon impressed.” She turned her head a bit. “Wait, let me move the curtains I wanna see the view.”

"Go ahead, Mama," Jungkook encouraged with a laugh. “Shit doesn’t have a huge balcony but we can make do.” He watched her practically bounce over to the window, her excitement adorable. The curtains revealed an enormous window overlooking the sparkling Christmas lights of the town below. "Oh my god.”

He was impressed with his own purchase. View was way better than the photos.

“Holy shit.” She instantly got out her phone to snap photos. “Okay, this tops it. My 9/10 just became a solid 10.”

"10 out of 10, huh?" Jungkook teased. He loved seeing her so happy and excited. He pulled off his puffer jacket, revealing a white tight henley underneath. "I knew you'd love it." He took off her puffer for her.

“You can see the ice rink from here” She pointed. “You really outdid yourself.”

"Mm, I'm glad you like it," he murmured, resting his chin on her shoulder. His eyes observed the view before landing on the ice rink. "We should definitely go ice skating tonight."

“Well if we drink we might be screwed.” She laughed. “We have a while until we head out. Wanna crack the window and spark up?” She suggested.

"Fuck yes," Jungkook replied immediately, his arms squeezing her briefly before letting go to grab the window handle. He cracked it open just enough for smoke to escape without letting the cold air in too much. He pulled out a blunt from his pocket and lit it up. "Come here baby.”

She took a seat on his lap as the two poked out the window. He let her take the first couple hits before he took some himself. The two both exhaled in comfort. The cool air from the window and the warm ambiance of their suite was the perfect combination.

Jungkook wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close as they smoked in comfortable silence. The view outside was beautiful, the Christmas lights reflecting off the ice rink below. He pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder, inhaling deeply before passing the blunt back to her. "Comfortable?"

“Oh very much.” She relaxed, taking more hits.

Jungkook nodded, his eyes half-lidded as he listened to the soft sounds of her inhaling and exhaling. He felt her relax even more into his hold, her head resting back against his shoulder. He took the blunt back when she was done, taking a long drag before putting it out in the ashtray he set out by the window.

“Ugh that hit. Carry me to the bed.” She yawned. “I might need a nap.”

Jungkook chuckled, standing up with her in his arms without hesitation. He carried her to the king-size bed, gently laying her down and pulling the blankets over her. He climbed in behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back against his chest.

“Ugh it’s sooo cozy.” She whispered as the two got in bed. “Holy shit this beds nice.”

"The most expensive suite gets the best bed," Jungkook murmured, his voice already getting drowsy as he held her. The room was warm, the curtains were drawn, and they were both comfortably high. It was the perfect setup for a nap. He pressed a sleepy kiss to her neck.

“See I knew you was about to knock out too. i can hear it in your voice. My big baby.” She teased. “I’ll set an alarm so we don’t sleep through our plans.” She picked up her phone, setting a 2 hour timer.

"Mm, you’re so smart baby." Jungkook mumbled, his face buried in the pillow. He spread his legs slightly, getting comfortable. He loved napping with her. It was like free therapy. Her small body fit perfectly against his much larger one. He pulled the covers up higher and threw an arm over her waist.

The two knocked out in the hotel bed, the high making the two sleep together very comfortably.

Two hours later, Y/n’s phone buzzed loudly on the nightstand, pulling them both from their sleep. He groaned softly, stretching his arms above his head before looking down at her. "Wakey up mama" he said softly, kissing her cheek.

“Mm…” She groaned. “I do not wanna get up. Bed is toooooo comfy.”

Jungkook chuckled, running his fingers through her hair. "Come on, lazy girl. We have a whole night ahead of us. Plus, I'm starving." He sat up, stretching again before standing from the bed and holding out a hand for her. “Get up.”

“I have to do my makeup.” She groaned, getting up off the bed. “Text the boys and see if they wanna go walking with you until we’re ready if you don’t wanna wait on me in here. The girls are probably gonna take a while too.”

"On it," Jungkook replied, pulling on joggers and a hoodie. He sent a quick group text to the boys, who immediately replied that they'd meet him downstairs in 10. He threw on his beanie and looked over at her. “Pretty girl.”

She grabbed her makeup bag and and took it to the bathroom. “You better kiss me before you leave!” She yelled from the bathroom as she started unpacking the bag.

"As if I'd leave without one," Jungkook muttered with a small smile. He walked into the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe as he watched her start on her makeup. He watched her put on her headband, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Not like that.” She grabbed his wrist. “Weak ass kiss. Take advantage while I don’t have lipstick on.”

Jungkook's eyes sparkled mischievously. He wrapped his free arm around her waist, pulling her close as he leaned down to capture her mouth in a deep, messy kiss. He nipped at her bottom lip gently before pulling back with a smirk. "Better?" he asked, licking his lips to taste her.

“Much better.” She blushed, smiling like a dumbass. “Be safe and I’ll let yall know when we’re gonna be ready. Please be safe walking around Jungkook.”

"Will do, baby," Jungkook replied, giving her one last kiss before leaving the bathroom. “Be safe when you’re walking with the girls!”

He grabbed his phone and wallet from the nightstand and headed downstairs to meet the boys. They were already waiting for him in the lobby, chatting loudly with each other.

While the boys explored the streets of Christmas filled New York, the girls Seungyeon and Elkie had moved into Y/n’s room to do their makeup and get ready as well.

While the boys were walking around, taking photos and drinking hot chocolate and chewing candy canes to solve their hunger, Seungyeon was in the process of doing her makeup in the mirror.

Elkie was done with her face and she already was dressed. “How much longer?” She groaned.

“Hey! I need my Christmas photos to come out perfect! I can’t be flicking up looking stupid in NYC during Christmas time! Besides, I’m finishing up anyway. Don’t act like you didn’t just finish neither.” Y/n patted her face with powder.

Seungyeon laughed, applying her lipstick perfectly. "Y/n is a prime example of beauty takes time." Elkie chimed in, "Yeah, your man gonna lose his mind seein’ you all glammed up."

“Oh please he loses his mind when I forget to bring my towel into the bathroom and he has to get it.” She put her makeup back in the bag. “Okay let me just get dressed and I’m good to go. What’re the boys doing?”

"The boys are probably freezing their balls off right now," Seungyeon said with a laugh.

"They're somewhere near Central Park, taking selfies and acting like tourists." Elkie added, "They sent a vid like five minutes ago. They look ridiculous."

“You’re lying.” Y/n was laughing before Elkie showed the video.

Elkie flashes her phone to the girls face. They had the phone propped up, seeing who could drink their hot chocolate the fastest.

The girls shook their heads. “Oh my gosh they’re ridiculous.”

“Damn!” Y/n laughed. “I’m surprised they barely got that far this soon! Shit okay.” She started getting dressed, “They’re probably waiting on us to eat. Should we head towards them or have them turn around and meet us?”

"We should probably meet them," Seungyeon suggested, standing up and grabbing her own phone. "They're probably starving by now. Plus, it's easier than trying to find them in this crowd." Elkie nodded in agreement, already texting the group chat to let them know their plan.

They had multiple group chats. One with all of them. One with all the girls. One with all the guys.

“Okay.” Y/n was getting dressed in a white puffer with a matching white denim skirt as the bottoms. She bought these warm leggings specifically for a cold like this.

Not too long ago, her boyfriend also bought her a pair of white fluffy winter boots she could finally wear. “Okay I got everything… Purse, wallet, lipgloss…You guys ready?”

Seungyeon and Elkie both nodded, grabbing their own bags and outerwear. Seungyeon looked Y/n up and down appreciatively. "Damn, girl. You look like a winter angel." she teased with a smirk. Elkie agreed, "Fuckin' cute. Jungkook's gonna eat you up."

The girls left the room, walking downstairs.

“He definitely will.” She laughed, making the other girls squeal. “I’m telling yall this hotel bed maddd comfy. Definitely will be breaking into that shit soon!” They laughed even harder.

“Shit— We already have! The second we walked innnn” Seungyeon sang, making the other girls scrunch their faces.

“You can’t be serious.” Elkie blinked.

As they exited the hotel and started walking towards Central Park, the cold air hit them instantly.

“Shit it’s cold.” Seungyeon shivered. “How could I not fuck him? He was teasing me the whole plane ride!”

“Ew he what?!” Both girls shrieked.

“I’m praying you’re lying cause I sat by yall…” Y/n shook her head.

“Hell yeah! Not like I wasn’t doing the same shit though— I was palming him under that blanket to the point where—“

“I think I’m gonna be sick!” Both girls gagged.

“Shut it!” She stuck her tongue out. “Jungkook and Y/n are so much worse! Shit— I didn’t gag when Jungkook was making her scream at the Halloween party and she was all limping!”

“You guys were both getting some too!” Y/b defended.

Seungyeon pulled her hood up, "It's fucking freezing." Elkie wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck, "Where the hell are those idiots?"

“Way colder than I fucking thought it would be.” Y/n shivered. “Outfits still slaying though… I’m not giving up!”

As they approached the entrance of Central Park, they saw the boys standing off to the side, looking at something on Jungkook's phone.

Taehyung noticed them first and pointed, calling out, "There they are!" The other boys turned around, spotting the girls.

Jimin laughed, “I knew I heard arguing.”

“Ahhh!” The ladies squealed once they saw their men. The girls walked over to their boyfriends, hugging and kissing on them.

Jungkook immediately pulled Y/n into a warm embrace, pressing a cold nose to her neck as he laughed. "Damn, it's cold out here," he muttered before capturing her lips in a quick kiss. The other couples were doing the same, exchanging warm hugs and kisses amidst the freezing air.

“Freezing oh my gosh. It’s barely even snowing I’m surprised I’m shaking like this.” She laughed. “I’m assuming yall ready to eat?”

"Fuck yes," Taehyung groaned, wrapping his arms around Seungyeon.

"I'm fucking starving. I could fucking devour a whole plate of pasta right now." Jimin complained, "And I need some more hot chocolate. Like, a fucking bucket of it."

“More? I already seen y’all had some!” Elkie laughed.

"We had like two," Taehyung explained. “It was a challenge! We had to do that!”

"That shit didn't even touch our stomachs. We need real food now." Jimin added, "Plus, we've been walking around for like a while. We need food before we freeze to death."

“Okay okay! Did anywhere look good while you guys were walking around?” Seungyeon asked.

"Yeah," Jungkook answered for the group. "There's this Italian place down the street that looks pretty good. They have pasta and pizza and shit." Taehyung nodded in agreement, "And they have a fuck ton of desserts too."

“Sounds good.” Elkie shrugged. “I’m honestly down for anything right about now.” The other girls nodded in agreement.

"Let's go then," Jimin said, wrapping his arms around Elkie's waist. "I don't know about y'all, but my stomach is eating itself right now."

The group started walking towards the Italian restaurant, laughing and chatting as they went.

Who would’ve thought all that drama and beefing would lead up to this moment?

This group had such a strange upbringing. If you told Elkie that she’d end up with the Park Jimin she hated so much, she’d probably have a heart attack.

None of this was to be expected, but none of them couldn’t have been happier.

The ambiance of the decorated city made them do nothing but laugh and smile. They were so grateful for one another and how everything played out.

Taehyung opened the door for everyone once they arrived. “Shit looks fuckin’ busy as hell.” He cussed. The place was a sit yourself sorta style. The group scanned the room for a booth that would fit all six of them. “There!” Seungyeon found one. “Go! Go! Go!”

The group rushed over to the booth, with Jungkook holding Y/n's hand so they wouldn't get separated. They all slid into the booth, with Jungkook and Y/n sitting on one side, Seungyeon and Taehyung on the other, and Jimin and Elkie in the middle. A waiter came over to take their drink orders. Everyone got a hot chocolate.

Once the waiter left, Jimin looked at everyone. “What ya’ll getting?”

"I'm getting the spaghetti carbonara. Me and Seungyeon are sharing." Taehyung answered immediately. "With garlic bread."

Jimin nodded thoughtfully, "I think I'll do the lasagna." Elkie looked at the menu briefly before deciding, "I'll have the chicken parmesan."

“You two?”

Y/n picked up the menu. “The rigatoni looks really fucking good. Especially with all that tomato cream sauce. I think I’m doing that.” She nodded. “You babe?”

"I'm getting the same," Jungkook answered, looking over the menu with her. "And a side salad with ranch."

“Okay we’re ready.” The group started ordering their food while the waiter wrote everything down.

The waiter nodded and took their menus, disappearing into the kitchen. The group sipped their hot chocolates, the warmth spreading through their bodies. Taehyung leaned back in his seat, stretching his arms out.

There was a comfortable silence between the couples throughout the rest of the meal. They were more hungry than anything, easing their yearning tastebuds that had been begging for something good all damn day.

The guys put in cash to pay for their meal along with the girls. Once they were all completed, they took cups of hot chocolate to go so they could walk around the city more. “Ugh that food hit the spot.” The girls groaned.

"It fucking did," Jimin agreed, holding Elkie's hand as they walked down the bustling street.

The city lights reflected off the wet pavement from the earlier rain shower. Jungkook had his arm wrapped around Y/n's shoulders, keeping her close to his side.

“Ya’ll down for the ice skating rink?” Y/n asked the group as they walked.

"Fuck yeah," Taehyung answered immediately. "I haven't ice skated in years." Seungyeon nodded in agreement, "Count me in." Jimin looked at Elkie for confirmation before answering, "We're down."

“Ah! Let’s go then!” She giggled in excitement. “It’s like 5 lights away— turn left over here.” She pointed.

The group walked down the street, laughing and joking. They passed by shops filled with Christmas decorations and lights strung up above their heads.

Once they turned left, they saw the large ice skating rink filled with people. They bought their tickets and rented skates at the small booth.

“Shits fucking packed but it’s huge.” Elkie examined everything around them. “It’s so joyful over here I’m almost overwhelmed.”

"I know, right?" Seungyeon said, looking around at the twinkling lights and holiday music playing over the speakers. "It's so cute." Jimin held Elkie's hand, "Let's find a spot over there." He pointed to an empty space along the side of the rink.

“Jungkook and I are gonna exchange our shoes!” Y/n informed them, walking away with her man. “Thank you for getting my food baby.”

"No problem mama you know I got you." Jungkook wrapped his arms around her waist before they went to switch out their skates.

They exchanged their regular shoes for ice skates and went back out onto the rink. The music was loud and cheerful, and people of all ages were skating around.

“You look handsome in that beanie baby.” Y/n complimented her man.

“You saying that cause you got it for me?” He laughed.

“Duh! And I got a fine ass man so it brings out the beanie.” She chuckled. “So so so handsome.”

“Mm don’t be telling me that shit here I’ll take care of you right fuckin’ now mama.” He shook his head.

“Baby!” She hit his arm, blushing. “You do too much.”

He just laughed in response. The two started walking up to the main entrance of the rink, Jungkook helping her get inside safely.

“Oh my gosh I’m scared.” She giggled with a mixture of fear and excitement. “This is like…Ah!” She squealed. “I’m gonna eat shit!”

"Shh, it's okay." Jungkook laughed, putting an arm around her waist to steady her. "I've got you. Just put one foot in front of the other slowly." He guided her onto the ice, holding her tightly as she wobbled. “See? You’re getting it mama.”

“Ugh! You’re so naturally good at everything.” She complained.

“This looks way easier in the damn movies. Fuckin colder on this shit too.” Y/n cussed. “So pretty though. The tree is glimmering.”

They turned over to see a scared Taehyung, being pulled by his girlfriend. “Stop being fucking scared and come in!” Seungyeon screamed at him.

Taehyung laughed nervously, "I can't! I'm gonna fall!" His girlfriend pulled him onto the ice anyway. He immediately grabbed onto the side rail for dear life while everyone laughed.

Jungkook chuckled and kept holding Y/n upright as she tried to skate slowly beside him. “See? You could be much worse…”

"Right?" Jimin said, skating backwards easily. "I don’t know why he’s complaining. This place looks really nice at night. The tree is huge." Elkie skated slowly beside him, watching the other people skate.

"Omg!” Seungyeon suddenly screeched, watching Taehyung struggle to even move.

“As a man, this is just embarrassing. In front of your girl bro?” Jungkook teased, making everyone laugh.

"Shut up!" Taehyung snapped, his face turning red. His girlfriend laughed and pulled him along the ice, trying to teach him how to skate. He looked like a baby deer trying to walk for the first time. The group laughed even harder at his expense.

“Oh my gosh I think I’m gonna pee myself!” Elkie was leaned over laughing, “I’m crying my mascara off!”

"Oh my god, stop laughing!" Taehyung shouted, trying to skate properly but failing miserably. His girlfriend was laughing so hard she had tears streaming down her face too.

Jungkook held Y/n close as they watched Taehyung struggle, both of them laughing uncontrollably.

Y/n and the other girls immediately recorded Taehyung for good memory. Y/n even skated on her own around him just to get a closer view.

Taehyung's face turned beet red as he realized everyone was recording him. He tried to skate away from Y/n, who was circling him like a shark. "Stop! Stop recording!" He shouted, but it only made everyone laugh harder. His girlfriend was holding her stomach, crying from laughter.

“I can’t I can’t!” Y/n hid her face. “Let’s skate over here babe I can’t watch this anymore.” She tried her best to hide her giggles.

Jungkook chuckled and skated with Y/n to the other side of the rink, trying to compose himself.

As they skated away, they saw Seungyeon and Jimin helping Taehyung up after he had actually fallen on his ass. Elkie was still recording everything.

The couple couldn’t help but chuckle as they could hear their friends in the distance. Y/n finally got the hang of skating and glided beside her boyfriend.

The two began to talk to one another for a while as they skated.

“I know I keep saying it baby but thank you again. Seriously. I would’ve never imagined I’d be anywhere like this or done anything close to this without you here.” She was full of love and gratitude for him.

Jungkook smiled warmly at Y/n as she skated beside him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, skating slowly with her. "You don't have to thank me mama. I'm happy to make these memories with you." He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “You’re my everything.”

She snapped some happy photos of the couple skating together and their surroundings. “I think Christmas has definitely made its way to #1 on my holiday list.” She chuckled. “It’s kinda hard to pick. You spoiled me on Halloween too.”

“Damn, I really do pamper you.” Jungkook laughed and pulled her closer. "I just like spoiling you. You deserve it." He kissed her cheek gently. "And I think Christmas might actually be my favorite now too. Seeing you this happy makes everything worth it." He spun her around slowly on the ice, making her giggle. “You look so beautiful in this light.”

He brought out his own phone to snap candid photos of the two and her. He adored every bit of her, and he couldn’t get enough. If they could do this every single day he would never get tired of it.

“That hot chocolate from earlier was sooo good. There’s this other place nearby that I want to go to they have a whole bakery and I wanna try this strawberry pastry they have. Omg and a blueberry one for you!” She rambled.

Jungkook listened to Y/n ramble excitedly about the pastries, his heart swelling with affection. He loved how she got so enthusiastic about simple things. They had that same shit at home. "Sounds perfect, mama. Let's go there tomorrow morning." He kissed her temple gently. "Whatever my girl wants, she gets.”

“Yay!” She squealed. “I already looked at the menu online it’s gonna be incredible!” She kept the same pace of her skating. “I can see the suite from here. How boujee.”

Jungkook looked up at the suite, "I ain’t even notice." He skated her closer to the exit leading to their private suite. "Only the best for my queen." He helped her off the ice gently.

“Were we still doing the gift exchange tonight?” She asked curiously. “I really wanna know what you got me.” Y/n was a giggling mess as she sat down on the bench.

The two had agreed to give each other small baskets filled with whatever they wanted to give to the other person. Nothing too extravagant but just enough to show the other person they appreciated them.

Jungkook nodded with a smile, helping her remove her skates. "Yes, mama. Gift exchange tonight." He winked at her. "And I promise you're gonna love what's in your basket. Least I hope so.”

“Anything from you is the greatest gift ever. I’ll love whatever you got me.” She smiled. “On the other hand me, I just got basic guy stuff. Men are hard to shop for.”

Jungkook laughed softly, knowing how hard it could be to shop for a guy like him. "I know you did good mama. I'm sure I'll like whatever you got me." He helped her up. “I’m gonna tell the guys we’re dipping early.” He pulled out his phone.

Jungkook

I’m taking her back to the room

Jimin

Ah shit

Good fuckin’ luck man

Tae said good luck he can’t answer right now😭

“Already?” She widened her eyes. “Damnnn my gifts gonna be good then.”

Jungkook chuckled, sending a quick final message to the guys. "Yeah you already know it mama." He put his phone away and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Let’s go.” They walked back to their suite together.

She stayed close by him on the walk back to the suite, shivering and clinging her teeth as they strolled.

Jungkook noticed her shivering and immediately wrapped his arm tighter around her, pulling her flush against his side to share his body heat. "Cold, baby?"

He pressed a warm kiss to her forehead as they walked. His suite was just around the corner now. "Almost there."

She nodded and walked with him.

As they reached the suite, Jungkook quickly unlocked the door and ushered Y/n inside, closing it behind them.

The warmth of the room instantly enveloping her as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, rubbing her shoulders gently to warm her up. "Better?" He murmured against her ear.

“So much better.” She relaxed. “I think we should shower, smoke, then gift exchange?”

"Sounds like a perfect plan to me." Jungkook kissed her neck before stepping away to grab their things. "You wanna shower first or you wanna smoke first?" He started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest.

“We can smoke first.” She stopped him from unbuttoning his shirt. “Let’s actually order room service so if we get the munchies they’ll be here by the time we’re out of the shower.”

"Smart woman." He chuckled, letting her stop him. He grabbed his phone and ordered some finger foods. "Room service will be here in 45 minutes." He leaned down to press a kiss to her lips. "Now, smoke with me mama?"

“I wish it wasn’t so ridiculously cold outside. Balcony would’ve been nice.” She hummed, taking a seat on his lap by a window they cracked earlier to smoke out of.

"I know, right? It's freezing out there." He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close as they smoked by the window. The cold air mixed with the smoke created a unique atmosphere. He pressed a kiss to her neck, inhaling her scent mixed with weed smoke.

The two sat by the window, sharing another blunt happily as they made conversation, enjoying each others company.

“Getting high with you is my favorite thing in the world. Even though we do this shit damn near everyday, I can’t help but fall in love even more.” She hit the blunt a few more times before passing it to him.

Jungkook took a hit, holding it in before blowing out the smoke slowly. He felt the same way every time they smoked together. It was their thing, their private moment where they could just be high and in love without any distractions. "I love doing this with you too."

“I love it more. You have no fuckin’ idea.” She chuckled, finishing the blunt with him after a while.

She got up off his lap once the end of the blunt was in the ashtray. She took off her clothes along with his, “Shower time. No funny business.” They walked to the bathroom together where she began to run the warm water.

Jungkook laughed, following her into the bathroom and stepping into the warm shower after her. "No funny business, huh?" He teased, washing his hair with shampoo. The steam filled the room as they both cleaned themselves up quickly. He snuck a kiss on her shoulder accidentally on purpose.

She rolled her eyes as the two washed up together in the warm water. “Ugh we should’ve done the gift exchange first…I’m high and out of it. If this was a bath I would’ve knocked the fuck out.”

"Shit, you're right." He chuckled, turning off the water and grabbing two towels. He wrapped one around her waist before kissing her forehead. "Let's do the gift exchange now before you pass out from this high." He dried off with the towel and let his girlfriend blow dry his hair.

The two were in matching silky Christmas colored pajamas. His was red while hers was green. She blow dried her own hair until there was no dampness left. Once she unplugged the device a knock was heard from the door. “Baby it’s the room service can you get it?”

"Yeah, yeah." Jungkook walked over to the door, his red silk pajamas swishing with his movements. He opened the door to find the room service attendant with their order. He signed for it and thanked the man before bringing the cart inside and closing the door.

“Oh damn.” Y/n looked over. “Smells good.” She finished brushing her hair and turned off the bathroom light. “It’s super hot still. Should we do the gift exchange and then eat after?”

“Let’s eat first. Munchies already getting to me.” Jungkook admitted, chuckling. He really couldn’t do this gift giving on an empty stomach.

“Oh yeah— Let’s do it.” She let him serve her. They had a sampler of all the mini appetizers they had. Most were fried— calamari, mozzarella sticks, pickles. They were delicious and the two were humming in satisfaction at the immaculate taste. “Yeah…This is hitting the spot.”

Jungkook nodded, his cheeks already a little flushed from the food and the lingering effects of the weed. He reached for another mozzarella stick, dipping it in marinara before taking a bite. He chewed slowly, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. "So good..."

“Whatever fruity drink this is baby it’s hitting the fucking spot.” She sipped on some tropical pineapple drink he ordered for her. “Ugh this is so fucking good.”

“Yes! I’ll go first because mines just basic. Sorry in advance” She hopped to her duffle bag, unzipping to reveal a gift basket she had for him. “To my handsome and considerate boyfriend.” She handed him over the gift bag she constructed just for him. The basket was a pretty decent size. The first item was a small scrapbook filled with photos of them together, and images from significant moments they’ve spent together as a couple. A custom ashtray and some new headset to talk to the guys.

Jungkook's eyes lit up as he opened the gift basket, his face splitting into a genuine smile. He carefully examined each item, his heart warming with every thoughtful detail. The scrapbook brought tears to his eyes as he flipped through the pages, the lipstick kisses making him chuckle.

“The basic stuff is at the bottom. I got socks, underwear, extended phone charger, gum, candy, etc. Stuff like that. It’s not much but I hope job at least appreciate the bigger stuff I got for you.” She beamed.

He pulled her into a tight hug, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "This is more than enough. You literally thought of everything." He held up the ashtray with their relationship start date, then the headset, then the cute animal figurines. "Especially these... They're adorable."

“I hope you really do feel that way cause this all I got.” She joked. “The little figures are in families and couples. Just thought it was cute and simple.”

"I do feel that way, and stop fishing for compliments." He swatted her arm before standing up and reaching into his own bag. "Your turn."

“I actually got you two.” He smiled, “I have the basket then there’s something else.” He reached for the decorated holiday basket he packed just for her. In the basket, there was a new heated round brush for her hair, makeup pallets, a smart watch, and a bunch of little treats and accessories for her.

He laughed, scratching the back of his neck. "Maybe I had a little help from one of the girls in a separate group chat. They might have given me some ideas on what you'd like." He watched her excitedly unwrap each item, her reactions making him smile ear to ear.

She was over the moon grateful with her items. Most were items she mentioned or talked about on dates with him. He listened, and it was very clear to see.

"I'm glad you like them." He watched her carefully unwrap each item, his heart swelling with pride and happiness. He knew he'd listened carefully to her hints and suggestions, and it was rewarding to see how much she loved the gifts. "But that's not everything mama.”

"One more gift." He smirked, pulling out a small, black velvet box. He tried to hide his nervous expression, but his eyes gave him away. He watched her carefully, hoping she'd like this gift the most.

He slowly cracked open the box, a heart shaped pink ring with gold around the rim sparkled at her. “I love you. I really fucking do. And I know it’s way too soon to marry you but I— I wanna promise you that one day I will. I really fucking will. So for now, here’s a promise ring.”

Her heart softened. It was like she was frozen in time. “You— You really— Oh my gosh.” She swallowed, emotions getting to her. “You’re so fucking— Oh my gosh I’m sorry give me a second.” She broke into a chuckle.

He chuckled softly, wiping a tear from his eye. "Take your time, baby." He watched her carefully, giving her space to process the moment. He had expected her to be happy, but seeing her so emotional made him feel even more connected with her.

“You really did this for me.” She was cheesing much more than usual, which she didn’t even think she could. “I-I love you so fucking much baby. Fuck— put the ring on me.” Her left hand was placed in front of him.

"I love you more." He slipped the ring onto her finger, his heart swelling with happiness and pride. He loved seeing her wear his ring, even if it was just a promise ring. He leaned in to kiss her gently, tears streaming down both of their faces. "You're so fuckin’ cute right now."

“I look pretty with it?” She blushed. “I can’t believe this.”

"You look fucking gorgeous with it. Prettier than any girl I’ve ever seen.” He kissed her again, this time more passionately. His hands cupped her face gently as he poured all his love and affection into the kiss.

When they finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against hers. "Merry Christmas, my love." He whispered.

He brought out his own phone just to snap pictures of the two, posting her on all of his socials with the ring.

“Look at my girls hand. My gorgeous girl. I promise to love you forever and ever. Merry Christmas 🎄❤️.”

“This tops today as the official best day of my life.” She laughed. “Did everyone know about this?”

"Yeah, they knew." He admitted, laughing along with her. "They were betting on whether or not I'd actually do it tonight. But I proved them wrong." He pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of her head. "They're all happy for us, by the way."

“Were you nervous? You know I love the hell outta you. No reason to be anxious about this.” She chuckled.

"I was actually really fucking nervous." He admitted honestly, making her laugh. "I kept thinking 'what if she hates it?' or 'what if she thinks it's too soon?' But seeing your reaction... it was worth every second of anxiety." He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips as they moved to the bed.

“You overthink too much.” She laughed as she kissed him back with more passion. “I fucking love the ring and I love you.”

He hummed against her lips, deepening the kiss as he held her close. He loved how honest and straightforward she was about her feelings. It made everything so much simpler and sweeter. He broke the kiss to nuzzle his face against hers, smiling.

“You’re so fucking perfect. I never thought in my life I’d meet a man like you.” She kept kissing him.

"And I never thought I'd meet a woman like you." He replied, kissing her back with equal intensity. He felt like he'd hit the jackpot with her. She was smart, funny, beautiful, and most importantly, she understood and accepted him for who he was.

“My man my man my mannn” She kept kissing him, now moving more onto the center of the king sized bed in their suite.

He let out a low laugh as she kissed him, his hands automatically going to her waist as she basically climbed on top of him onto the bed. The room was filled with nothing but soft kisses and her repetitive "my man" phrases.

“Mmm” She giggled into his mouth as the two continued to make out. “I love my ring and my man.”

"It looks perfect on you." He muttered against her lips, glancing down at her finger where the ring sparkled under the soft bedroom lighting. He couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked wearing it - his promise ring, his girl. Their making out session slowly turned more intense.

“You look perfect on me.” She chuckled.

"Oh yeah?" He laughed against her lips as she spoke, his hands squeezing her waist. Fuck, he loved her so much. He didn't even realize how much he needed her in his life until he met her. And now he couldn't imagine his life without her.

His hands slowly moving up her back as he deepened the kiss. He wanted to take things slow tonight, savor every moment with her after such an emotional day. His lips trailed down her neck, placing gentle kisses and sucking on her skin.

“Put on a movie. I need the noise.” She chuckled, “Remotes on the nightstand.” She ran her hands up and down his chest.

"Okay, okay..." He chuckled, reaching for the remote on the nightstand without breaking their contact too much. His fingers intertwined with hers as he scrolled through the movie options, settling on a Christmas movie that they both loved. The TV turned on softly, filling the room with ambient noise.

“Okay back to kissing.” She snapped her fingers.

Pulling her back down onto his chest as their lips met again. God, he loved kissing her. He loved how she was always so open and touchy with him. He spread his legs wider so she could basically sit between them, making out like teenagers. "Damn mama.” He muttered.

He mumbled against her lips, kissing her again before pulling back slightly. "I'm really fucking comfortable right now. And not just because of the kisses." He admitted, his arms wrapping around her tighter. "Like, really comfortable."

“Mm yeah?”

"Yeah..." He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, his hands slowly roaming down to her bottom. "I don't want this night to end..." He whispered, grabbing her ass.

“Well in that case…We could make it worthwhile.” She suggested. “I need to pay you back for the ring you gave me.”

"Oh you do huh?" He whispered with a smirk, his hands squeezing her ass again.

She nodded.

"Fuck..." He laughed, his hands immediately moving to lift her up and flip their positions so he was on top of her suddenly. "You ain’t have to pay me back like that..." He teased, grinning down at her as he settled between her legs.

“You know you want me to though.”

"Damn right I want you to.” He groaned, grinding his hardness against her core gently through their clothes. "I just wasn't expecting you to want to fuck on the night I gave you a ring..." He laughed, pressing gentle kisses along her neck. “You ain’t give off the horny vibes you usually do.”

“Then you must not know who you wanna be with.” She laughed. “You should’ve expected this shit from me.”

He laughed loudly, his head falling back as he chuckled against her neck. “Fucking right.”

He groaned dramatically, lifting up onto his knees between her legs and palming himself through his pants. "You're so fucking hot when you're worked up like this." He laughed softly, looking down at her with hooded eyes. “I can feel you.”

“Mm it was just a suggestion. Look at you all excited more than me.”

He laughed loudly again, shaking his head at her words. "You might be right." He mocked, unbuttoning his pants slowly. "Well, your idea just gave me a fucking hard-on." He pulled out his hard dick, giving it a few slow strokes as he looked at her with a heated gaze. “You think I can say no when we fuck so good?”

“Mm well you better get used to it if I’m gonna be your future wife.” She teased. “This is who you’re fuckin’ for the rest of your damn life.”

He groaned loudly at her words, his dick getting even harder at the thought of her being his wife and always being this horny for him. "Baby, you gotta stop talking about being my wife while I'm hard.” He complained. “You saying that shit turns me on.”

“I can’t help it.”

"Fucking hell Y/n.” He groaned, his hips bucking slightly as he stroked himself faster. "You're gonna make me nut before I even get inside you." He laughed softly, looking down at her with a heated gaze.

“Stop all that. I can’t have you nut this quick.” She laughed. “You gotta show me what kind of husband I should look forward to.”

He chuckled softly, adjusting his position between her legs. "My future wife wants to see how good her husband's gonna be in bed?" He winked playfully at her while continuing slow strokes on his dick. "You gon’ test drive my husband skills? You already know I can lay that shit down.”

“Oh I’d absolutely loveeee to.”

He smirked confidently at her eager response, his hand still gently stroking his hard cock. "Alright then, wifey. Hold onto something." He leaned in close, his lips hovering just above hers as he whispered.

His lips finally crashing against hers in a deep, passionate kiss as he positioned himself at her entrance. Without warning, he surged forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth thrust. He broke the kiss to groan loudly against her mouth. "Fuck... there's my girl...Shit…”

“Fuckkkk” She relaxed once he was inside of her. “Shit.”

“That’s good mama. That’s it.” hHis hands gripping her thighs tightly as he started moving slowly inside her. "Shh... just feel it, baby." He whispered against her lips, his hips rolling gently to hit that sweet spot. "This is what your husband's gonna give you every night."

“Yessss baby.” She suck in a breath. “Ugh yes.”

He smiled against her lips at her responses, his pace picking up slightly as he hit that spot over and over. His hands squeezed her thighs possessively as he looked down at where they were connected. "Spread wider for me, future fiancé." He commanded softly, his voice already rough with pleasure.

“Mm I love being a fiancé to be.” She couldn’t help but chuckle.

He laughed softly, shaking his head as he spread her legs wider apart. "Shut up and take your fiancé's dick properly then." He teased playfully before capturing her lips in another deep kiss as he started pounding into her faster - showing her exactly what kind of husband she'd have.

"Mmm... that's it. Take that husband dick." He growled softly, hitting that spot relentlessly as he kissed along her neck and jawline. His hands moved to squeeze her breasts gently as he continued the steady pounding rhythm. "You like that, Mrs. Jeon?"

“Ugh yes!” She whined.

"You’re driving me crazy Y/n.” He groaned at her whine, his pace becoming more urgent. "You're gonna be my wife soon... and I'm gonna fuck you like this every night." He bit down gently on her shoulder as he hit that spot over and over again. "Tell me you want that."

“I fucking want that.” She panted. “So fucking bad. Fuck!”

"Future wife wants her husband to fuck her every night like this." He slammed into her harder, deeper, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he lifted them up to get a better angle. "You're gonna be so tired of my dick by our wedding night. Gotta give it to you whenever I can.”

“Fuckin’ doubt it. I crave this shit on the daily.” Y/n admitted.

"Goddamn, woman..." He groaned loudly, his hips snapping forward aggressively as he felt her tight pussy clench around him. "You fucking crave this dick every day, huh? Show me you really do.” He demanded, his voice strained.

“Every fuckin’ day.” She growled. “I want that shit. We’re already so active now I don’t even know how we can even top that shit.”

He let out a deep laugh mixed with a groan as he continued to thrust into her aggressively. "We'll figure it out, wifey. Maybe I'll fuck you in every room of the house once we're married. Kitchen, bathroom, living room..." He listed off between thrusts.

“So you’re moving in with me soon is what I’m hearing?”

"Yeah, baby... I'm moving in soon. Shit— I’ll get you a whole new place. Our place. I ain't waiting till marriage to wake up to this pussy every morning." He smacked her ass playfully as he kept fucking her hard. "I'm moving with you as soon as that next ring is on your finger."

“Fuckin’ better. I hate playing house with this shit. Ready for you to be locked down.”

"I know the feeling. I'm so fucking ready to be locked down with you, baby." He groaned, leaning down to bite her bottom lip as he continued his aggressive pace. "You're gonna be stuck with me 24/7 soon. No escaping this dick." He winked.

He spit in her mouth, then went in to sloppily make out with her while he moved inside.

He moaned into her mouth, the wet sounds of their sloppy kiss mixing with the wet sounds of their sex. He loved how dirty and raw this was. His hands gripped her thighs tightly as he pounded into her harder, deeper.

“You’re fuck a fucking man. This what I fuckin’ needed baby. You do so much for me— taking initiative even when I don’t ask you to.” She spoke. “You’re so perfect baby. Wouldn’t want to be promised to anyone else.”

"Mmph... I fucking love you, baby. I'd do anything for you." He kissed her messily again, his tongue pushing into her mouth as he hit that perfect spot inside her over and over. "You're stuck with me forever now. No other man gets this pussy but me."

He grabbed her hand, kissing the ring. “No other man.” He repeated.

“No one but you baby I promise.”

"Goddamn right..." He growled possessively, snapping his hips forward harder. "You're gonna be my fucking wife soon. No other man touches you, looks at you, talks to you..." He listed off between aggressive thrusts. "You're fucking mine."

“I’ve been yours baby.” She whispered. “Dedicated to you since I met you. Even when I didn’t want to.”

"I know you weren't looking for this when we met... but fuck, I'm glad you let me in anyway."

“I never seen this shit coming honestly. You were supposed to just be a fling.” She chuckled. “Now we’re here.”

"Mmm... funny how life works, huh?" He smirked against her lips, his pace slowing down slightly as he looked into her eyes intensely. "From a fling to forever in no time." He leaned down to bite her neck softly before picking up the pace again abruptly. “I’m so glad I fuckin’ chased you.”

Devoted to the woman who he swore was morning more than just a customer. She was his fucking everything.

He noticed her moans intensified. "Right there, baby?" He hit that spot deliberately, making her moan loudly. "You like when I'm rough? When I claim this pussy hard?"

His hand moved to squeeze her breast roughly as he snapped his hips. "This is my girl right here." He growled possessively. “All fuckin’ mine.”

“I’m all yours…Fuckin’ hell… Ugh…”

She was a squirming mess underneath him, she knew she didn’t have much left in her body to not cum.

"This pussy was made for me, wasn't it? No other man made you moan like this." His thumb found her clit and pressed hard as he kept hitting her spot.

“Men never made me cum until I met you— Shit.”

"Fuck... that's what I fucking love hearing." He pounded into her even harder, his thumb circling her clit aggressively.

This was shit he already been knew. But to hear it again at a time like this, sent him so far off the edge.

"Only my dick gets this pussy wet like this? Only I make you cum?" His voice booming.

“Only you baby. Fuck I-I can’t do this much longer.”

"Fucking perfect." He leaned down to capture her lips in a rough kiss as he finally made her come undone with his skilled hands and relentless thrusts.

"Come for me, baby. Cum on my dick." He growled against her mouth as her walls clamped down on him. "You feel that? Let it all out mama I got you.”

She came under him, panting as she finally reached her peak.

He watched her come apart beneath him, his mouth falling open as her pussy tightened around his length. He loved watching her orgasm. It was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. She was a loud girl too, loved to hear the sound.

He collapsed on top of her, his face burying in the crook of her neck as he tried to catch his breath. The two were panting together. "Holy shit.” He mumbled against her skin, his hips still twitching slightly as the last few drops of cum leaked out. "You okay, baby?"

“Yeah…Fucking great…Holy shit.” She sat up, instantly grabbing a towel and scrambling to get some water. “Ugh… Damn babe.”

She cleaned up the leaking down her legs and went to the bathroom before returning to the mini fridge.

"You're telling me— shit.” He watched her walk to the mini fridge and grab two bottles of water, his eyes lingering on her bouncing ass. He sat up on the bed, running a hand through his messy hair. "I swear, every time we fuck, it gets better."

“Shit hits every damn time.” She laughed, “This is probably the most sweet fuck we’ve had. Usually we’re like over the top extreme. Tonight was more lovey dovey.”

He chuckled deeply, taking a swig of his water. "Yeah, we're fucking animals." He agreed as he remembered their wild sexcapades. "But sometimes, slow and sweet is nice too. I get what you mean though.”

“It was baby I really enjoyed this time.” She yawns. “Ugh, I’m fuckin’ drained though.”

"Same.” He yawns back at her, his body feeling utterly satisfied and relaxed for the first time all day. "I think we needed that though. Can’t be wild all the time.”

He pulls her back onto the bed with him, arranging pillows behind their heads so they can lay comfortably side by side.

“We definitely fuckin’ did.” She laughed. “This was the perfect way to end the night.”

"It really was..." He smiled at her, his eyes softening as he reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "I love you, so much" He sighed, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her lips.

“I love you more baby.” She replied. “We sleeping naked?”

"Hell yes..." He smirked, throwing his blanket to the foot of the bed. "No clothes. No nothing." He pulled her close so her back was flush against his chest, throwing one leg over her hips possessively. "You cold, baby?" He asked softly, pulling the sheet up to cover their lower halves.

“Fuck no. I’m good baby you got me overheated actually.” She laughed. “I just can’t live without a blanket on but damn!”

“Mm put on a Christmas movie for us to fall asleep to.” Y/n kept looking down, glancing her ring.

His hands rested on her stomach possessively as they lay there in comfortable silence, their bodies entwined naked under the sheets.

“You smell like me.” She whispered. “I can’t wait until we move in together. It’ll be like this all the time.”

"I smell like us." He corrected her, inhaling their combined scent deeply. "And I can't fucking wait until we move in together either."

“This promise ring was a bad idea. All I’m gonna do is brag and send you collages of our future home and cooking recipes.” She laughed.

He laughed softly, wrapping his arms around her tighter as he kissed her neck gently. "I wouldn't have it any other way, baby." He murmured, his heart swelling with love and excitement for their future together.

"Send me all the collages you want. I'll sit here with a stupid grin on my face and plan our future with you." He genuinely wanted to see every little idea she came up with, even if the idea of decorating bored him to death.

“You’re making me fan girl.” She fanned herself.

The Christmas movie played softly in the background. "Good." He whispered against her ear, biting it gently. "Fan girl over your future husband then." His fingers splayed out over her.

“You tamed me.” She laughed.

"Damn right I did." He murmured, his hands sliding down to her waist as he pulled her back even closer against him. "Turned my hard headed girl into a love-struck future wife." He boasted, his lips curving into a satisfied smirk against her neck. “You hated me and now look at you.”

“Oh so now you gone brag?”

"Mhm. I have to.” He argued, his hands sliding down to grab her ass possessively. "My girl used to chase boys, now she's all mine. My laughter, my bed, my future wife. Something I know many guys wish they even were close to having.” He listed off, his ego slightly inflated. "So yeah, I brag."

Seeing her blush only made him more confident. He spun her around to face him, pressing her back against his chest as he kissed along her jawline.

"Turn around." He commanded softly, his hands already working on the hem of her shirt. “Gotta seal the deal one final time.”

“Oh so we doin’ round two?”

He laughed deeply, his hands already pushing up her shirt to reveal her stomach. "Round two, three, four... however many times it takes me with you.” He growled, kissing down her abdomen.

𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | J.JK

— pairing | fem!oc x idol!jjk

— summary | jungkook is finally done with his almost year long tour and he’s super drained. luckily his girl is there to take care of him.

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best) smut, pussy eating, rimming, anal play (like eating not rlly penetrating), unprotected sex, birth control, corny sex talk, slight choking, cumming inside, slight fluff, exhausted jk, submissive gf

— word count | 5.64k words

— song suggestion | alone with you — ashlee

“Goodnight Seoul!” Jungkook waved goodbye to his fans before his final show of his tour ended.

Soon after he found himself backstage, his girlfriend Y/n patiently waiting for him with open arms. Jungkook instantly smiled as he seen her, “Hey baby.” He kissed her lips. “I’m so fuckin’ beat.”

𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 | J.JK

— part one , part two

— pairing | sugarbaby!oc x sugardaddy!jjk

— summary | jungkook brought her to a work event, just to turn around and see some younger guy hit on his girl

— warning | bad writing (i’m doing my best) unprotected sex, cussing, age gap, sugardaddy bf, slapping, choking, jealousy, possessiveness

— word count | 7.2k words

— song suggestion | older — isabel larosa

“Shittttt” Jungkook let out a low whistle, spinning his girl around.

The two were attending some sponsorship event Jungkook was invited to. The event wasn’t crazy formal but the two still wanted to look their best for the press. Y/n wore a deep dark red lacey set.