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The man loves to provide, and one of his favorite ways to provide is by cooking for you and feeding you. He jokes that he just needs you to sit there and be pretty for him while he whips up a quick dinner. And you two joke the entire time, talking about your day, if you two want to make any plans for the weekend, as you sit at the kitchen island with a loving smile.

He stops every now and then to make you taste something, waiting for your response before he continues cooking. Sometimes, he sneaks in little kisses, mumbling that it gives him energy, but you know he just wants to kiss you.

bf! Jin is lowkey competitive as fuck with you. You two make everything into a game, whether that's who's cleaning the dishes tonight or who gets to pay at the restaurant you went out to.

His eyes gleam with mischief when he sees you narrow your eyes at him, and you're already placing a closed fist over your palm. "Rock, paper, scissors - winner pays." You challenge, and your boyfriend smirks as you nod your head at him to copy your stance.

Jin is competitive, but he plays dirty.

As soon as you see him move his hand from behind his back, you're thinking he's going to entertain your games, but he moves faster than you, and a resonating "ding!" chimes between you two.

You blink, once then twice, before you process that instead of the "rock" you thought he'd make to start the game, it was actually him bringing out his phone to tap-to-pay.

Then he adds salt to your wound by laughing, cooing at your pouty lips as he pulls you closer. He gives you a kiss in apology, but you know that he won this round, and you'll need to find a way to even the score.

bf! Jin is full of praise and reassurance. If there is one thing you need to know, it's that your boyfriend will never hesitate to give you encouragement in anything you do.

You want to start a new hobby? He's the first to fund it, buying anything you need as he gives you a grin. He's your biggest cheerleader.

You just did the dishes, even when you really didn't want to? He's pulling you into his arms, letting out a little huff of laughter as he praises you. "Good job, my love! You did the dishes, you're amazing."

Sometimes, you roll your eyes because his kind words make your tummy flip and your cheeks flush, but you never stop him as he gives you a kiss to your cheek and warms your heart with more praise.

bf! Jin shows you he loves you by doing the little things.

It’s shown when he drives, and his hand finding its way onto your thigh as his other one steers. He doesn’t even look your way when he does it, but you can feel the way his fingertips dimple into the jeans you wear today, making your heart warm up.

It’s shown when you are walking, and he falls in step with you, listening to yap about the most randomest thoughts that pop into your brain. And when there isn’t room on the sidewalk for him, he steps behind you, his hand finding the small curve of your back to let you know he is there, and he is still listening.

It also shows when you two go shopping, whatever shopping bags you acquire from your wandering eye, he holds in his hand without second thought. He reassures you he has it, and nods his head to let you continue shopping while he holds your purse with a loving smile.

And it shows when he refuses to let you carry anything he deems too heavy. He knows you are capable, that you’re strong and do it yourself, but when he is around he wants you to know you don’t have to be. He will be strong for you.

the cold night air hits your face the second JUNGKOOK drags you out through the doors of the club, his grip tight around your wrist. you had thrown yourself at him the moment he found you by the bar, which was easy considering you were shouting his name, wrapping your arms around his neck, and pressing sloppy kisses all over his face. but jungkook wasn't having it. his face was stone cold, his jaw clenched so tightly his veins jumped, completely serious as he ignored your whining complaints and led you straight toward his parked car.

"gukkieeee, walk slower," you stumble, your heels clicking unevenly against the asphalt as he opens the passenger door and gently but firmly handles you into the seat.

the moment he climbs into the driver's seat and shuts the door, locking out the muffled bass of the club, you crawl straight across the center console. you tangle your fingers in his dark hair, pulling his face toward yours, your breath hot against his lips. "are we gonna fuck in the car? we haven’t had car sex in a while... please, i want you so bad right now."

jungkook lets out a heavy sigh, his hands coming up to grip and pull your hands away.

"we're not doing anything in the car," he doesn't lean into the kiss, and he is serious about what he is saying.

"why not?" you whine, your lower lip trembling as you try to crawl into his lap anyway. "you usually love when i do this, and you always say yes."

"because you're drunk," he murmurs, his tone softening for a second as he shifts you back into your own seat and pulls the seatbelt across your chest, clicking it into place. "you can barely keep your eyes open, and i'm not laying a single hand on you like this."

"but i told you i love you," you blurt out, the alcohol making you completely unfiltered as you look at him with teary eyes. "i want to be your girlfriend, gukkie... d-don't you want me to?"

jungkook freezes as his hand lingers on the steering wheel. a flash of vulnerability crosses his face, but he quickly forces it down, starting the engine. "you're drunk," he repeats quietly, "whatever you say right now won't mean a thing tomorrow. you won't even remember half of it."

"i will! i will remember everything!" you protest, but your eyes are already growing heavy, the warmth of the car heater immediately making the alcohol weigh double on your eyelids.

you spend the rest of the drive slumped against the window, grumbling under your breath until you finally pass out. when the car stops, you barely register jungkook unbuckling you, scooping your limp body up into his arms, and carrying you up the stairs into his apartment.

there is no filthy fucking tonight, or no crossed boundaries on his leather couch.

instead, he sets you down gently on his bed, carefully sliding your heels off your feet and pulling his favorite oversized shirt over your head to replace your uncomfortable club clothes. you groan, rolling over, but jungkook is already back a minute later, sitting on the edge of the mattress with a glass of water and headache pills in his hand.

"up," he orders softly, propping your back up against his chest and holding the glass to your lips. "drink all of it and try not to spit."

you whine, sipping the water obediently while he patiently coaxes the medicine down your throat. once the glass is empty, he lays you back down on the pillows, pulling the covers and the pink blanket up to your chin. you expect him to leave, to go sleep on the couch to keep the distance between you, but instead, your friend climbs in right next to you.

he pulls your back flush against his chest, wrapping his tattooed arm securely around your waist to lock you against his warmth. pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck, then into your hair as he hums and sighs, since you smell like cigarettes and alcohol.

"sweet dreams, angel," he whispers, voice full of all the unspoken feelings he's been hiding for months, and a pinch of worry because of the thought of having a real conversation in the morning. but that's a problem for your future you. now it's time to immerse yourself in dreamland, and for him to dream about the things he wants most in this world... you.

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index

⤷01: hired!

the house didn’t feel like a home. it felt like something paused.

⤷02: help wanted

he heard you laughing with arin in the kitchen. soft. warm. easy. he lingered in the hallway longer than he should have. he told himself he was just listening for his daughter. he knew he was lying.

⤷03: girls

“you’re back!” arin exclaimed, her pigtails bobbing with every stride towards you. she hugged your leg.   “hi, honey,” you bent down to pull her into a real embrace, wrapping your arms around her.

⤷04: ravioli

he didn’t realize he was staring at the chair across from him until he caught himself imagining you there. he shouldn’t have liked the thought. but he did.

⤷05: dust bunnies

sometimes, when golden light poured through the windows, you let your mind wander. you pictured yourself waking up here not as the nanny. but as his.

⤷06: 2:17 am

the digital clock glowed from the nightstand. his meeting had run absurdly late. arin was spending the weekend with his parents, which normally would’ve eased his mind. she loved being spoiled by her grandparents. instead, he was awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking about you.

⤷07: home

his voice didn’t break. his eyes did. and you didn’t move away. that was his undoing.

⤷08: soju

he let you hold him. after that night, nothing felt harmless anymore.

⤷09: coconut

it was pathetic. the way he watched you. the way he remembered every little thing you liked. the way he felt sixteen again around you. you were ten years younger. bright. soft. untouched by the kind of loneliness that hollowed him out. he had no business wanting you.

⤷10: jacket

You got along best with Namjoon since you both liked to read which gave you both a lot of talk about, you shared recommendations, talked about trashy shows and movies and sometimes just weird things like what's the most useless superpower in the world.

Likewise you got along with Jung kook over anime though you watched them pretty less but since you were younger than most guys in the group, your bond with him was similar to his and Jin's.

With Suga it was similar to that of Namjoon minus the book talks, Hobi and you were coffee partners (you don't even remember how that happened), Jimin was definitely your gossip partner, he always had gossip and otherwise loved to hear your office gossip but your bond with Taehyung was the most unpredictable, but it all changed one day when you complimented Tae's vest when Jin wasn't present there.

"Hi Tae," you said as soon as you walked into the room, trying to pass a comfortable smile.

"Hello. Where's Jin hyung?" He asked almost immediately going back to mindlessly scrolling through his phone. It wasn't that Tae wasn't friendly, quite the opposite, he was a lovely guy but Tae liked silence more than chatter as you heard from Jungkook, so you backed off from trying to force him into conversations he wouldn't like.

"Ah, he's just coming. He hasn't arrived yet. I just stopped by to give him this," you show the bag in your hand which had Jin's jacket he left in your car.

Tae nodded, then he suddenly questioned, "I heard you're editing a video of some other band?"

You nodded. You were a social media manager here for a new girl group so it consisted of you editing some content sometimes.

"I am, it's a bit difficult because the takes aren't perfect and there's a deadline to the post."

Tae nodded again. You noticed the room fell silent again and you would have left it if it were not for Jin's words ringing in your head. So you tried again, this time you thought since you didn't know Tae well, it would just be the best to compliment on the vest that he was wearing.

"That's a gorgeous vest by the way, one you're wearing. Quite unique."

His eyes immediately lit up.

"Really? You do?" He had the most beautiful, boyish smile you could have ever imagined. A part of you wondered if you found the key to become friends with him.

"I do. It's very beautiful. Not everyone can pull off the colours on it." You reciprocate with an equally warm smile. He got up from where he was sitting, approaching you.

"Thank you so much. It is a difficult colour combination. It was my grandma's last gift she got me before she.." you didn't need him to continue the sentence. You knew about it.

You almost involuntarily reach his arms gently and offer a warm smile, "I can see that she had a beautiful vision."

The compliment melted him completely and somehow it made it so easy to talk to him. Until Jin arrived, you stood there talking to him about him and his plenty of other fashion things he liked wearing, talking about his grandmother, the most absurd fashion choices you guys made when you were younger.

The conversation came to a halt when Jin came and simultaneously you got a call from your manager to report back to work. You barely were able to say goodbye to either of them before rushing back to work. When Jin asked you at night what you and Tae talked about, you just told him vaguely that you talked about clothes.

That's how it became a ritual to compliment whenever you two met each other. At first Jin didn't notice it, he was just happy that you were finally able to communicate with Tae but he slowly started noticing how Tae would smile a little too much while talking to you.

"Baby, can I ask you something?" Jin asked one day while you were in his kitchen, wrapping his arms around your waist.

You hummed in response.

"What do you and Tae actually talk about?"

Obviously you were a little surprised as to why Jin was asking but you also didn't pay heed to his question as such, you assumed it was just his curiosity.

"Well, it's just stuff. We talk about clothes, fashion, how with girl groups it can be really different. I remember we once talked about his family but usually just fashion. Can you believe he genuinely asked me the other day if a gold accessory suits him better or silver? Tae asked me that! It was genuinely surprising especially when he's got such a good fashion sense." You replied turning around in his hold, wrapping your arms around him.

Jin was a little amused, "his family, really? You guys must be closer than I thought."

You smiled proudly telling him you hit a jackpot making friends with one of the most handsome people in the industry. Safe to say it offended him a little but he also quite agreed that Tae was indeed pretty handsome,

"not more than me obviously," that was Jin's final words on that.

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As time went on, compliments grew more comfortable and obvious to everyone around.

"That's some really nice jacket Y/n, people are going to feel threatened here."

"Ah Taehyung, killing with those hair, aren't you? Too much for the world to handle."

"Y/n, seriously? I didn't think anyone was going to beat my outfit today but clearly no one can beat your overalls."

"Saw that jacket on a model yesterday but our Tae certainly wears it better."

This kept going on for months until one day Jungkook asked you about it, so you just told him the truth, that was how you connected with Tae the most, even Hobi asked you if your compliments were only reserved for Tae to which your response was to shower Hobi with compliments making him giggle.

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"Y/n, bandana on or off?" Tae asked randomly while you were hanging around their practice session.

You thought for a moment and then told him it was better with the bandana.

"I knew I could trust my partner on this." Tae meant it as a joke. By partner he meant, fashion partner and you knew about it but little had you known that Jin was standing around the corner listening to you two talk. He wasn't eavesdropping, he just came by to get a bottle of water and heard Tae say "partner" which struck him weirdly.

Namjoon who was sitting on the floor besides Tae suddenly interjected, "seriously are you always just going to compliment him? I wore a nice hat today, aren't you going to say anything about it?"

You looked at Tae and he comically came and threw his arms around your shoulder, minding a significant gap between the two of you so that neither of you felt uncomfortable.

"She only compliments me. Isn't that right, partner?" Tae held his hand up for a high five. Laughing you give him a high five.

"Sorry, Joon, compliments are our thing."

You were still laughing when you noticed Namjoon's eyes falling behind you and you instinctively turned around to look behind you and saw Jin standing a little too close to you.

"What are you guys talking about?" He suddenly asked.

"Just how Y/n and I only compliment each other, it's kind of like a thing between us, isn't that right Y/n?" Tae said with a smile.

"Of course. He compliments me, I compliment him. Like today he complimented my necklace and I complimented his shirt." You tell Jin.

"But seriously though, can't you compliment my hat?" Namjoon asked again, his lower lip puckering out for attention.

You chuckled and shook your head, "don't try to wiggle your way into our thing."

Tae laughed nodding but then you felt a hand holding your waist tight enough for a pull.

"I didn't know you went about complimenting the boys." Jin finally said something. It was his hand holding your waist tightly which pushed Tae's hand across your shoulder to fall completely.

"Well mostly just Tae but sometimes I've complimented Hobi as well."

When you get a proper look at his face you realize his face was tense even though he was trying to keep a straight face. You instantly worried if it bothered him.

"Hyung, it's nothing serious, that's just how we bond." Tae clarified, maybe he noticed Jin's hold on you which made him stand further away from you.

Reading the room, Namjoon also got up and went to Yoongi, leaving the two of you alone. That's when you finally talk to Jin properly.

"Jin, does it bother you?" You asked calmly.

At first he didn't say anything for a moment but then he said, "Of course not, why would it bother me that you compliment Tae or Joonie or Hobi. I just didn't know you were this close to the guys."

"Are you sure? You seem a little tense?" You were failing to understand if it didn't bother him then what elicited this reaction out of Jin that drove everyone else away.

"I'm sure, I just noticed it today, that's it." He replied trying to reassure you.

"Back to practice! Everyone round up." Unfortunately before you could talk further, practice resumed leaving your conversation unfinished.

Throughout the practice as you stood around, all your focus was on Jin and wondering exactly why he was still so tensed. Even during practice he made a lot of mistakes and missing his cues. Until last night, even till the morning everything was fine then why was suddenly being out of place.

And because Jin messed up during practice he was forced to redo choreo alone during breaks which allowed you to talk to Tae and other staff more about trends and tik toks they could shoot but even when you turned to notice Jin he was somehow aggravated.

"What's up with Hyung?" Tae asked as you both watched Jin.

You shrugged, "I have no clue."

"Did you guys fight or something?"

You shook your head, "everything is perfectly fine. We hardly argue anyways but he's suddenly so tense."

What you didn't realise was Jin's attention on you and Tae through the mirror which infuriated him for some reason. He kept messing up the more he looked at the two of you talking. He couldn't help but wonder what it was that you were talking about so much for. How come he hadn't noticed you guys were close enough for Tae to put his arms across your shoulder or for your relationship with Tae to be close enough to notice little details about each other. Jin didn't like whatever he was feeling, he couldn't help but want to get in between the two of you and listen to what was so interesting that you kept laughing every two seconds.

"Jin, what's up with you? You were doing fine just before." The instructor called him out.

Jin apologized for his mistakes and requested a short break, a request that was granted because he had constantly been practicing for 2 hours.

But the moment the request was granted Jin walked across the room towards you and leaned in.

"Can we talk outside for a bit?"

You were puzzled but you agreed, following him into an empty changing room. The moment the door closed behind you, you were pushed against it and you felt Jin's lips on yours.

Usually Jin was very soft with you, kissing you slowly, driving you slowly towards an edge but this was nowhere close to soft. It was rough. It was demanding. This was bruising. He was kissing you with a force that you had never felt coming from him. It was needy, desperate like he needed you right then and there. His hands were everywhere, in your hair, on your back, pulling your waist, on your neck, pulling your body close enough that even air could not escape you. He kept tugging your lips and then deepening it by running his tongue across your lips. The moment you moaned into the kiss, his tongue pushed past your lip and ran across your tongue. He was battling with your tongue, making sure you knew exactly what his mouth was capable of.

When you finally separated for air, you finally ask, "Baby, what's up with you? Someone could literally enter right now."

Jin shook his head, "Just need you." That was all he said before he pulled you in for another kiss before you could even protest. He kissed you again with passion, in his changing room, against the door even though your moans could be heard on the other side of the door but that didn't stop him, he kept going and going until there was a knock on the door that only you heard.

"Jin, the knock-" he kept kissing you though so you tap his shoulders again to no avail. You had to push him away a little to separate him from you. His heavy lidded eyes open, mixed with lust and hunger for you.

You run your hand through your clothes, straightening them out before turning around to open the door enough to peep out to check who knocked.

It was one of the staff.

"They're calling for Jin."

You nodded telling her that he'll be right out.

When you do turn around Jin was still looking at you.

"They're calling for you." You tell him.

But he brings his thumb closer to your lips and grazes it, "your lipstick is all smudged."

You freeze for a second at his gesture then ask, "Are you sure you're okay-"

"Can you come over tonight?"

He interrupted you again. What was going on with him? Why was he being so- desperate? Like he couldn't keep his hands off you.

"Can you just tell me first what's going on?"

But he kissed your cheeks and said, "I'll make dinner."

With that he left straightening his clothes and hair, leaving you with a whirlwind of emotions and heat running through your body. You hadn't realized how turned on you got by his sudden actions until you were left alone in the room with your legs feeling wobbly as an aftermath. You stay there for a bit, evening out your breath, checking yourself out in the mirror before you walk out as well into the practice room.

All you hoped was that no one would find out about your little make out session in the changing room.

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You couldn't wrap your head around your steamy little session in the changing room today. Jin has never lost his composure, not in public. He has never kissed you at the company, ever, then why did he suddenly kiss you today?

You ring Jin's doorbell, expectantly waiting for him to open the door.

You were welcomed by a fresh out of shower Jin wearing his grey hoodie and sweatpants, momentarily making you forget all your thoughts from the afternoon.

"Jin, what came over you today?" You ask as you follow him into the kitchen.

"What do you mean?" He questioned back without turning to look at you and going back to stirring whatever he was cooking.

"You know exactly what I mean. You've never kissed me at the office. You could get caught and if it gets leaked you know how much of a problem that would create."

You were serious. For now everything was hidden, only members and few of your friends knew about it but nobody outside of it.

He didn't reply instead he bought closer to your mouth spoonful of soup, "Can you taste this for me?"

You reluctantly taste it, moaning at the soulful taste of the soup. Jin chuckled at your moan, shaking his head.

"Should I make it more spicy?" He asked and you shook your head, telling him it was perfect as is.

You ultimately decided that it was best to talk about things after dinner.

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Finally after dinner you were waiting for Jin on the sofa to continue watching the show you guys had started, maybe even talk about the afternoon when your phone suddenly rang up with a notification. You pick your phone to check it was Tae's message. He had attached a video to ask you if you could shoot with him tomorrow.

You were only midway texting back when Jin sat down next to you, his arms immediately closing around you. You smile at the warmth of his body.

"Who are you texting?" Jin asked snuggling closer to you.

You momentarily turn your attention to him before replying, "Oh, it's Tae. He apparently wants me to shoot with him tomorrow."

You feel him getting tense against you, "why is he asking you?"

You shrug still replying. Jin certainly didn't like the attention with which you were responding so he closed his palm around your phone, hiding your screen beneath it.

"Babe, I'm texting," you whined trying to loosen his grip around your phone.

"Exactly, and I'm here next to you. Can't you focus your attention on me?" He took your phone away from your grasp, landing it behind him and pulling you closer with a gasp.

"Jin-"

"Do you really have to text him back right now?" His hold on you was tighter now. His face leaning closer to yours, heading towards your neck.

"I'll just take a second." You try to tell him but your eyes flutter with the way his lips found a way into the crook of your neck. He was kissing your neck now, his lips nipping softly at your skin there. Your hand by default grasps the hoodie he's wearing.

"Why is all your attention on Tae today? Can't you just spend time with me? Focus on me?" He asked, his voice low as still kept kissing down your neck.

"Babe- it'll just take a mom-" but you end up moaning when his lips suck at the spot behind your ear that drives you crazy.

"Just focus on me. You're with me right now. Why can't you give me all your attention? Why are you still texting him when I'm right here?" You barely register his words when he keeps kissing down your neck but some of it made sense to you.

"Why do you keep complimenting the boys? Laughing at their jokes? Having things you only share with them. Save them for me, baby, just me."

And then it hit you, he was jealous. He was being clingy and desperate because he was jealous.

You smile to yourself and allow your hands to slide under his hoodie, "Does my talking to the boys make you that jealous?"

He moaned against your neck pulling you on top of him, "I can't help it. Didn't like it when Tae kept making you laugh instead of me. When he kept calling you partner. I should be the only one calling you that."

You gently pull back, your hands travelling to his neck forcing him to look into your eyes.

"You're jealous because I laughed at something he said?"

He nodded making a move towards your lips but you stopped him by pressing down on his shoulders.

You clicked your tongue, "that's why you got all desperate and needy in the changing room."

Jin's hand resting on your ass leaves to pull your face down by your neck.

"Wanted to kiss you right there, have you right there. It took everything in me to not bend you over right there but I only wanted your moans for me." He tugged you closer to him, his lips hovering over yours.

"How could you let Tae touch you when I was right there? He put his arms around you and you let me watch. Baby, you have no idea how it drove me crazy." And then he kissed you before you could defend yourself.

He didn't wait for you to adjust to his pace, instead he grabbed your body and pushed you down over the couch. His mouth never leaving yours as he ruts his body against you. You moaned as his teeth nipped at your lower lip.

"Think you need a little reminder that I'm your man. Your only man."

And he attacked you again. He doesn't let any words pass through your lips before he's kissing you everywhere. Reminding you exactly what he can do to you. He kisses you like a possessive man, like a predator, hungry, fatal for you.

And then he went down on you like a starved man. He didn't just eat you out, he devoured you from the inside while you kept shaking but he didn't stop.

"One more, baby, just one more." He kept saying.

He liked overstimulating you, driving you closer to the edge then denying you orgasm until you were crumbling mess over his sofa. He made sure your legs kept spread out for him, only for him, that only his fingers were reaching that spot that made you see stars. He kept making you cum over his fingers and his mouth until he needed to be inside you.

"fuck- baby- just like that," you encouraged him with every push.

He wrapped your legs around his torso allowing him to dive deeper inside of you, "fuck- you think I'd let anyone hear you moan for them. No, it's all for me. All your laughs, all for me."

"Yes- all for you baby, only for you." And every time you said it, it spurred him on even more. He'd pick up his pace, thrusting inside of you roughly.

"Could have fucked you right there today but needed you like this, all wet and messy under me, making a mess all over my place." He moaned into your ears.

"Needed to hear you scream my name, only for me."

His words drove you to the edge again.

"If this is how- ugh- fuck- you get after being jealous, I should make you jealous more often." But that only resulted in him flipping you over and pushing into you hardly, all the while his hands circled your clit as if he was punishing you for something making you scream louder for him.

"Try it baby, try it. Then I won't stop fucking even if someone knocks then. Someone could walk in but I'll still fuck you, like this," emphasizing with a push. His possessed words rang in your ears until you were a whimpering mess, falling over his couch.

It took a couple more thrusts until you both came all over the sofa.

Once he pulled out of you, he collapsed on top of you, his lips kissing you softly, all his lust replaced with the sweet, gentle Jin you knew.

"I'm sorry if I was a bit harsh."

You giggle, running your hand through his hair, "I think I should make you jealous more often now."

Jin pulled up pouting, resting on his arms to look at you, "please don't. I don't think I have it in me to watch someone else being all over you."

You gently cup his face, offering a smile, "You've got nothing to be worried about. I only love you. Besides nobody makes me laugh as much as you do."

He smiled and leaned down, kissing your nose, "I better be the only one making you laugh."

"Hmm, I mean Tae has his moments you know-"

But before you could finish that sentence he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulders and walking into the bedroom.

"I think you need a round two to remind you again who's the funniest."

as self-centred as soojin is, she would give Jungkook her whole entire world, she'd give up anything and everything for him if he'd ask. chloe, as a petite as she is, would move mountains if it meant getting into his heart. maya, as confident as she is would change her way of living if it meant pleasing him. actually every single old love interest in his life would orbit around his axis if he wanted them to. but they were not really love interests to Jungkook. no, they were merely distractions. distractions from the woman who could own him in any way possible. the one woman he longs for with such desperation. the woman he's obsessed with in a way he should understand is unhealthy.

you. his beautiful, smart, sexy, perfect woman. you're not officially his yet, but he needs you to be or else he'll probably lose his mind.

Jungkook's life would be so euphoric if only you felt the same way he did. but you don't and just thinking about it is enough to depress Jungkook. he has it all – the looks, the confidence, the figure, the money. so why can't you just like him as much as he likes you? not to say he doesn't work for your love. he does. he works so fucking hard for it, without trying to embarrass himself too much, of course.

he does various things, trying to prove it to you, obvious actions that practically sing about how much he wants you. but you just can't seem to get the hint, can you? or maybe Jungkook's current worst fear is true. you know how he feels but you just don't care. that thought causes Jungkook's heart to tighten in his chest. he likes the first option, so that is the one he chooses to believe. as ignorant as Jungkook is, the intellectual part of him questions it. how can you not know how he feels for you when he does everything a guy in love would do? for a few examples, he cares for your likes and ambitions, he changes his busy schedules just to accommodate yours, he takes care of you when you're sick, he's constantly checking up on you when you aren't with him, he buys you flowers and chocolates. he makes the best love* to you, just like he is right now…

Jungkook grunts through gritted teeth as he thrusts as deep as humanly possible into you, hitting the perfect spot inside you that makes you let out a breathless, high moan of his name. the sweet sound you've made under him only motivates him to do it again and again. Jungkook thrusts his massive cock into your pussy, keeping his pace fast, hard and a little rough – just as you like it. your nails dig into his broad shoulders and rake down his back, causing it to sting. Jungkook groans at that, knowing it's going to leave marks on him. Jungkook loves any form of possession you show over him, he loves when you leave marks on him or tell him that he's yours. it's as if you know the power you have over him and you can see how badly you affect him.

Jungkook is one strong man, yet you have the ability to make him the weakest and most pathetic on earth. before you walked into his life, things were normal. he had gotten into short situationships, he fucked whoever he wanted, he could do whatever he wanted without you being in his every thought. but after he understood the depth of his feelings for you, things had become complicated and absurd. after a while, Jungkook could no longer live his life the way he used to. he couldn't fuck anybody else, he couldn't touch anybody else, he couldn't even bring himself to look at a woman who wasn't you. it would feel like he's cheating, cheating on you and cheating on himself – cheating on himself because you're a part of him, a big crucial necessity in his life. it shouldn't make sense, but it does to him. you're the other half of his soul, you just don't feel it like he does, as yet.

at the thought of his seemingly unrequited romantic feelings, Jungkook thrusts into you even harder than before, earning him a sweet gasp from you. he hums at the sound before watching you, your eyes are almost rolling to the back of your head and you look so heavily cock-drunk. well of course you'd be, this is the sixth? seventh round? Jungkook's hands that had been on either side of your head now move – one grips your hip, feeling your soft skin and the other goes to the back of your neck to guide your face to his, to meet him in a kiss. His kiss immediately starts off passionate, wet and filthy. you eagerly kiss him back, moaning into his mouth when his tongue slides into yours. you kiss him with equal fervour as he pounds into you so good.

you break away from the kiss, a string of saliva joining your lips to his. you keep your eyes open and on his, gazing up at him. he's sweaty and staring down at you with dark, hungry, heavy-lidded eyes. he looks so fucking hot, you're so grateful to have this beautiful man fucking the living daylights out of you, looking at you with such need. but beneath all the lust, you think that you notice something else. it looks so sincere, so precious. you think hard what it is you see there. you might have an idea, but that's just preposterous. right?

you don't dwell on that forbidden thought, since your seventh orgasm of the night is approaching. your moans become louder and you start clenching around Jungkook's cock. he thrusts become sloppy but he still keeps the animalistic pace, wanting to make sure your approaching orgasm is as good as the previous ones – maybe even better.

"f-fuck," he groans. "you feel too good, baby. always feel too good."

his praises always have your head spinning and pussy throbbing. your nails dig into his back as you mumble incoherent nonsense. you're on cloud nine, just as you usually are when Jungkook fucks you. he's the best you've ever had in bed, you wish you could be full of his cock every day and night.

"k–kook," you gasp.

"hmm?" he hums, looking at your parted lips and hazy eyes.

"gonna come." you mutter shakily.

Jungkook grips your thighs with both his hands and lifts you up a little. he finds the angle that's even deeper, making you whimper and arch up, throwing your head back into the pillows.

"yeah?" he asks before leaning down to lick your now exposed neck. "me too, baby."

you're so gone and drunk on his cock, Jungkook thinks you might finally agree to what he's been wanting to do for the longest time now – to come inside you. oh fuck, the thought of it makes Jungkook want to bust immediately. he imagines filling you up with his release, fucking it back into you, watching it drip out of your pussy. he hopes you'll finally allow it. he's feeling lucky tonight, perhaps you'll allow it since your walls are clenching so hard around his pulsing cock.

"want me to come inside, hmm?" please say yes, please say yes.

"no." you say, panting.

Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek, feeling bummed. but rest be assured, he will release inside you one day.

you release first, crying out his name. he thrusts inside you a few more times before pulling out and releasing over your belly with a groan. he looks at your belly messed with his come, it's not where he wishes it was but it's still so fucking hot. after he reels from his high, he collapses beside you, staring up at the ceiling for a long while. your chest heaves and your eyes threaten to close. despite your body feeling like jelly, you decide that you really have to shower. you turn toward Jungkook, placing your hand on his chest, over his racing heart and throwing your thigh over his hip. Jungkook feels warmth spread through his body at the contact. he turns to you as well, placing a hand on your hip to tug you closer.

"can we take a shower, kook?" you ask, so soft and tired.

Jungkook smiles at how cute you sound. he'll obviously take a shower with you, he's more than happy to do that.

"yeah, baby." he says before gently kissing your forehead. "we'll go soon. I'm too comfortable to move right now."

"Jungkook the sheets are wet and i have your come on me." you state, threading your fingers through his soft hair. "let's go now and we'll come back and cuddle."

Jungkook nods, happy with that deal. he helps you out of bed and picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom since you're drained and walking on very weak legs – it's understandable, he's done a number on you. inside the shower, he steps behind you and turns on the water, setting the temperature to exactly how you like it. you lean against Jungkook and sigh in contentment as the hot water washes over your sore body. the both of you spend a long time in the bathroom – washing up thoroughly and sharing heated kisses. Jungkook initiates more intimacy by reaching between your thighs, but you smack his hand away with a little laugh, telling him that any more of this would leave you rotting in bed due to the inability to walk. he pouts but respects your decision of course.

after the shower, you both change into sleep wear and cuddle just as you've said. Jungkook brings you right against his chest, holding you tightly against him while breathing you in. he feels so full of everything nice at this moment. you're where you're meant to be, safe in his arms. he wishes that all of his nights could be like this, instead of a few nights only. he does appreciate what you do give him. after all you are the woman he loves with all his heart. he yearns for you in a way that borders on madness, so he needs all of you entirely.