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Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~6000
>Chapter Warnings: mention of a dead body being found and miscarriage
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>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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What do you do when you can't remember who you are? What if you can't remember your birthday, what year it is, where you're from, or who your family is?
What if you can't remember your likes, your dislikes, what made you laugh, or what made you cry? What if you can’t remember whether you've fallen in love before, or whether you've had your heart broken?
Nothing. What if you can remember nothing about yourself?
This is how the brunette with blue eyes feels. She feels completely lost in her own head, confused about what’s around her, and she’s so frustrated that she can’t even remember her own damn name.
Unfortunately, in this small town, no one knows who she is either. Because of this, Jane Doe (or Jane) is her name for now since it’s the name given to unknown and unidentified females.
After Jane Doe wakes up, she has many questions, but sadly, no one knows any answers—although the doctor was able to tell her that she appeared to be in her early to mid-twenties, she’s apparently married going off the rings on her finger, and she was, quite clearly, suffering from amnesia.
Well no fuckin’ shit, Sherlock.
The only other things Jane knew was what Taehyung and the staff at the hospital told her.
While she gets a routine blood pressure taken by Dr Park Seojoon, Taehyung tells Jane Doe that he found her five months ago amongst some thick bushes surrounded by trees not far from his family’s farm. She was bruised, bloodied, and completely unconscious, and there was no sign of what had happened to her as he couldn’t see any wreckage. It was just her alone.
“So… no one’s been able to find out who I am?” she asks him and the doctor.
“We’ve done what we can locally,” Dr Park answers gently, “but without anything to go on—since you have no identification and the police couldn’t search for your fingerprints in any database, it makes things difficult.”
Jane’s heart sinks as she knits her eyebrows together, and a small pout forms on her lips. “And… no one came looking for me over these last few months?” she asks softly with sadness laced in her voice.
Taehyung glances at the doctor for a split second, who gives him a small, sympathetic look while very subtly shaking his head, then he looks back at Jane.
“Sorry, but no,” Tae replies with apologetic eyes.
“But it’s been five months…” she murmurs, more so to herself than to them. Her stomach twists and she feels like her chest has a heavy stone sitting on it. It was just hard for her to take in those answers.
No one knows who I am, and no one is looking for me…
Her gaze then drops to her left hand. But I have an engagement and wedding ring on my finger… surely that means there’s someone out there is missing me?...
Dr Park Seojoon suddenly clears his throat as he removes the blood pressure arm band from her. “There’s something else you need to know, Miss Jane Doe…”
She looks at him with her eyes already teary from the situation.
“This is hard for me to say, and it will be much harder for you to accept, but… but with you being my patient, I must inform you of this…”
Jane nods once and waits.
The doctor exhales heavily, guilt filling his every word. “When Taehyung brought you here, you were in very bad shape, however… you were also… pregnant.”
Jane’s heart drops. “I was pregnant??” Her eyes go wide and a tear falls as she realises something. “Wait… Y-You said ‘were’? As in… past tense?...”
Dr Park nods with remorse all over his face, “Sadly, yes. I’m so sorry, Miss Jane Doe… but your baby didn’t make it.”
“O-oh my god,” she says with disbelief as even more hot tears fell down her cheeks. “I-I had a baby?! Oh my god—how far along was I?”
“About 14 weeks… We had to do a D&C. I’m truly, very sorry.”
Jane’s face distorts into a painful grimace as she starts to sob. She couldn’t believe it. Not only did she lose her memories, but she also lost her baby.
Because she couldn’t really move her arms due to her muscles having been asleep for five months, Taehyung quickly grabs some tissues and tries to catch Jane’s tears.
But she keeps crying. She cries long, and she cries hard, hating that she can’t remember anything, hating that she’s already ruined a life.
She cries so much, the regretful doctor had to sedate her.
The two men in the room felt terrible as they watched Jane Doe sleep, with slow tears still slipping out the corner of her eyes.
There was nothing they could do, but Taehyung made a silent promise to Jane that he’d be there for her for as long as it takes to help her heal. To him, it’s the least he could do.
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“You're doing great, Janey!” Rosé says the nickname brightly as she keeps herself positioned just behind the woman. Her hands hover near Jane Doe’s waist in case she stumbles. “You’ve been taking a lot more steps this week! So proud of you, babes!”
It’s been only two months since Jane woke up, and right now she’s in the physiotherapy part of the small hospital building. Rosé is her physiotherapist who has been helping her learn how to move again, but she’s also quickly become one of the few people Jane Doe feels is a real friend.
And of course there’s Taehyung, too. How could she not become friends with the man who basically saved her life?
Jane’s breath comes out shaky as she grips the two vertical bars on either side of her. Her palms are sweaty against the bar, but she doesn’t let go.
“I feel like my legs are gonna give out any second already,” she mutters, focusing hard on keeping her balance.
“You won’t,” Rosé says reassuringly. “I’ve got you, okay? Worst case, I’ll catch you. Best case, you surprise yourself again.”
Jane lets out a hiss and a wince as she tries to shift her weight forward again. Her arms shake as she holds onto the bars, and her legs tremble and ache a bit, almost like they want to stay asleep for a little bit longer, but she pushes through the pain, taking another small step forward. Then another, and another.
Suddenly, a colleague, Jisoo—who also happens to be Taehyung’s slightly older sister, and another good friend to Jane Doe—calls out for Rosé, needing her help on a treatment plan for another client.
“I’ll be there soon!” Rosé shouts back before she focuses on her friend. “You can do it, Janey,” she encourages warmly. “Keep going. You’re pacing yourself really well today.”
Jane swallows and nods even though her throat feels dry. She manages two more steps before her knees begin to shake harder than before.
“Ah—okay, okay! I think that’s my limit!” she says quickly with a strained voice.
Rosé immediately moves forward to help hold her up, “Alright, alright, we can stop here for now.”
Jane exhales in relief as Rosé helps slide the wheelchair closer, positioning it just behind her. The moment she sits, Jane’s legs feel like they’ve turned to jelly, and exhaustion washes over her, making her close her eyes for a moment to relax—and she only took sixteen steps!
“I’ll be right back, okay?” Rosé says to her. Jane nods with a small smile, puffing slightly from the very short, but strenuous walk.
When Rosé is out of sight, Jane presses her fingertips into her knees and down her calves to massage them. She frowns with a pout, hating how weak she is and how far away she is from being ‘normal’ again. She feels like a total failure with her memories, as a mother, and with her body.
However, before she could delve deeper into her sad thoughts, a movement catches her eye. Jane glances up and sees the TV mounted on the wall that has been playing lowly in the background this entire time. The volume was low enough to not be a distraction, but was still loud enough that she could hear what was being said.
“Breaking news! The body that was caught in a fishermen’s net a week ago near Mikrokosmos coast has now been identified. DNA testing has confirmed it to be Rose Dawson—”
Jane’s brows knit together as a pretty picture of a smiling Rose Dawson appears on the screen. There was something about the woman that looked familiar, but Jane couldn’t put her finger on what it was. The woman looked beautiful though, she thought, and she had kind eyes.
“She was the wife of business mogul, Jack Dawson, whose body was found several months ago along Butterfly beach, and she was the mother of Sere—”
“Hey, you’re not giving up already, are you?”
Jane startles at the voice, and her head snaps to the doorway where she sees Taehyung coming through with that sweet boxy smile already on his face.
He has a small plastic bag in his hand which carries a punnet filled with the best red fruit there is from his family’s farm. Strawberries!
Forgetting whatever was on the TV, Jane smiles seeing the bag of fruit (and Taehyung), feeling grateful he had brought them in for her once again. Strawberries are one thing she likes very much, and she's sure the old her loved them too.
She chuckles lightly and shakes her head to Tae’s teasing question. “I was just resting for a bit while Rosé had to help Jisoo with something.”
Taehyung nods before he sits the bag of strawberries down and slips under the bars so he’s standing in front of Jane.
“Well then, let’s get you back up and running, Janey!—or, well, it’s more like walking, isn’t it?” He grins sheepishly at his little mistake.
Jane rolls her eyes as she chuckles. “You don’t have to do that, Tae. Rosé will be back in a minute.”
He ignores that completely and steps forward, already holding out his hands for her to take. “Nah, come on. You can practice with me, too.”
“But I'm still a bit tired…”
“Alright then, let’s make a deal.”
Jane raises an eyebrow, “A deal?”
“Yep. If you can give me ten steps, you get the strawberries right now and you won’t have to share them with my sister and Rosé.”
“But that’s more like blackmail, not a deal!”
“Nooo, it’s motivation,” Tae grins cheekily as he bounces his eyebrows up and down.
Jane scoffs lightly while Tae gently takes her hands.
“Come on, darl. Just ten steps.”
Instantly, Jane’s heart skips a little beat at the shortened nickname of darling. Taehyung’s called her that a few times already, and each time it gives her this happy little skippy feeling.
Shaking that feeling away because she needs to focus on getting better, Jane huffs while glancing at the parallel bars. She then exhales heavily and forces herself to slowly stand, but she does so with a bit of a wobble.
“Hey eeeasy there, princess,” Taehyung says softly as he helps her up.
Suddenly a little light bulb goes off in Jane’s head, and her heart feels like it’s been pinched. Princess??… Why does that sound so familiar?
With her thoughts now distracted from the task, Jane loses focus and her knees go weak. Her body starts to drop, but Taehyung is quick to catch her. His arms end up pulling her close against his chest, and the abrupt closeness makes both of their breaths hitch and they freeze up while staring at each other with wide eyes.
Neither of them move for a moment, and gone is the thought about the ‘princess’ nickname.
Their faces are close enough now that Jane can see a faint blush creeping into Taehyung’s cheeks, just like he could see a blush slowly appearing on her cheeks too.
Both their hearts skip a beat, but it’s Jane who looks away first, clearing her throat awkwardly when she realises the position they’re in.
“I-I’m sorry,” she mumbles. “I’m just really weak still.”
Taehyung blinks to snap himself out of whatever that moment was, and he gently helps her straighten again, still holding her waist tightly to steady her. “Hey, you’re doing fine.”
Jane frowns slightly. “I feel like I’m failing at this.”
“Aw, come on, it’s been what? Two months since you woke up?” She nods and Tae continues. “Well Dr Park said it can take a few months, sometimes even six months or more before you can fully walk again. So don’t give up just yet since it’s still early days.”
“But it just feels like it’s gonna take forever,” Jane pouts.
Taehyung smiles softly at her as he brings his hand up to lightly tap at her pouty lip. “Well, good things take time, darl.”
At that endearing nickname, Jane has to look away from him since she could feel herself blushing again while her heart skips another beat.
Taehyung grins widely, liking the effect he has on her, but he decides to switch into playful mode to help distract her.
“Alright, let’s do this, Janey. You want those strawberries, yeah?”
She’s able to look at him again and nods with a sheepish smile. Tae nods in return as he takes a step back from her and moves his hands to hover near her waist. His eyes are focused on her as he says, “Okay. Take a step for me.”
Jane takes a deep breath and shifts one foot forward… “Good,” Tae says. “That’s one.”
Another step is taken… “That’s two.”
When she’s done the eighth step, Jane’s muscles are burning, a small sheen of sweat forms near her temples, and her knuckles are whitening as she grips the bars tight.
“T-Tae, I don’t think I can do any more.”
“No, don’t give up! There’s only two more steps to take.”
Jane winces, “But it hurts…”
“It’s just two more. Come on, give me step nine.”
“Ughhh, I hate you.”
Taehyung grins softly and he watches as Jane takes her ninth step. “Yes! That’s nine! One more!”
Jane closes her eyes as the feeling in her legs threaten to give out again, but she won’t stop now when it’s just one more to go. She exhales hard before she grits her teeth and takes the final step.
“Ten! You did it! I knew you could do it!” Taehyung cheers for her, but as soon as she’s done it, Jane’s knees finally give up.
Tae catches her again quickly before she collapses, and this time, instead of blushing with shock, there’s laughter and big smiles between them.
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Two months later…
Jane Doe is no longer confined to the hospital anymore, and is now living with Taehyung and his sister, Jisoo, at their family home on a farm.
In their open plan home, the siblings stand by the kitchen counter chopping up veggies, while Jane sits curled up on the couch with a mink blanket draped over her lap. She’s been eyeing up the tablet sitting on the coffee table in front of her as her mind has been gnawing at her to do more research.
“Jisoo?…” Jane calls her name softly.
“Yeah?”
“Could I borrow your tablet? I just want to try searching for things again… see if there’s anything new.”
“Of course you can,” Jisoo replies with a smile. “You remember the password to unlock it?”
Jane nods as she leans over and takes the tablet. She opens it up and goes straight to the web where she types in whatever comes to her mind that could be related to her accident.
‘Missing females in the area.’
‘Hunt for missing pregnant woman in her twenties.’
‘Missing women over the last year.’
‘Brunette in accident during the last year.’
‘Major accidents within the last year.’
Jane scrolls and scrolls, but once again, there are no new articles or new pages from when she last checked a week ago. Just the same results of women who weren’t her, and it makes her frustration build. She isn’t finding anything, but it feels like she should be finding something.
After a while, she stops scrolling, and Jane just stares at the empty search bar as her eyes start to prickle and water slightly. She feels like a failure again. She feels like she’s getting nowhere, like she’s going nowhere, and like she’ll never be able to figure out who she is.
She exhales shakily and places the tablet on the couch beside her, and then her gaze drops down to her left hand where she stares at her engagement and wedding rings. Her left thumb fiddles with the underside of the rings before her other hand moves to slide them off her finger so she can look at them closely again.
As she does so, a painful, anxious ache comes into her chest. It’s a feeling that happens every time she looks at the rings.
The engagement ring is gorgeous, and it’s obvious someone put a lot of thought into choosing this for her. When she looks at the gold wedding band next, she sees the engraving along the outside of what appears to be a daisy chain.
Jane thought it was really pretty the first time she noticed it a few months back, but at the time, she couldn’t think of the significance or the meaning behind the daisy chain, and even now… still nothing…
“I don’t understand…” she whispers to herself as her eyes really start to sting and her vision blurs.
She closes her fingers over the rings and shuts her eyes, making her hot tears spill over as she thinks about how she obviously meant something to someone, but then where the hell were they??
It’s been four months already since she woke up from her coma (around nine months since the accident), so if there was someone out there wearing a gold band that matches hers, then why haven’t they found me by now?
Do they not love or care for me anymore?? Do they not want to find me?
Jane hates that her mind even goes to this next thought, but… Did the person who married me maybe want me gone? Was it coz I was pregnant? Is that why they haven’t come to find me?
Or maybe it was something worse… Tae said he found me bruised and bloodied… What if whoever I was married to was worse off? What if they were dead somewhere?
Jane squeezes her eyes shut tighter and shakes her head so she can push those thoughts away, but they don’t really leave. They stay in her mind and make her whole body ache. The thoughts make her yearn for something and someone she doesn’t remember.
Why? she thinks to herself.
A light whimper escapes from her as she clutches the rings against her heart. They’re the only proof that her life—her real life—had ever existed at all. She both loved the rings, but hated them at the same time, because she hated that she couldn’t remember anything.
“Why-y?…” she says aloud this time in a whisper with a crack in her voice as more tears fall down her face.
Her chest aches so bad, it feels like really bad heart burn. Feels like she’s being scorched from the inside.
“Why?” she says again a little more loudly, but not enough to catch attention.
Her breathing shakes as the hurt, the frustration, and the confusion all come together to create a pain she’s never felt before.
“WHYYYY?!” She shouts louder as she cries.
“Darl—??” Taehyung says with alarm as he drops everything he’s doing. He and Jisoo look at each other quickly before they rush towards Jane.
“Janey, what’s wrong?” Jisoo asks, sitting beside her on the couch while Tae kneels in front of her.
Jane can’t even answer properly because she’s crying too hard. Her left hand covers her mouth as she bawls, while her right hand keeps the rings clutched tightly to her heart.
“W-Why isn’t anyone looking for me?!” she eventually cries out. “I’m… I’m freaking married and I was pregnant, so where the hell is my husband?!”
Jisoo’s worry softens into pity, and her hand comes up to gently rub Jane’s back. “Hey… hey, it’s okay,” she murmurs softly, even though things are clearly not okay.
“I just don’t understand!” Jane chokes out between her crying. “I hate that I can’t find anything! I hate that I can’t remember anything!”
Taehyung glances at his sister with his eyes heavy with sadness. He then looks back at the crying Jane Doe, placing his hands on her knees where he gently moves his thumbs back and forth.
“We’re here for you,” he says quietly, because that’s all he can say.
He and his sister can’t really say much else, and sadly, there’s only so much they can do to help her.
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Timeline: One year 11 months since waking up from the coma (2 yrs 4 months since the plane incident, Jungkook’s parents have had that talk of letting Siri go by this point, and her funeral has already been and gone…)
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On a Saturday morning, at a café right in the centre of the small town, Jane Doe sits at a round table with her two close friends, Rosé and Jisoo. It’s become their thing now to do a girly brunch at the café every two to three weeks to catch up.
Jisoo sits back in her chair, watching Jane with a small smirk because she’s been thinking about asking her something for a while now. She looks at Rosé first who bites her bottom lip with a smile and nods, indicating for Jisoo to go ahead and say whatever it is, and it makes Jisoo’s smirk curl up more.
Just as Jane starts to stir the sugar in her tea, Jisoo finally speaks.
“Hey, Janeyyy,” she says a little too sweetly, making the woman glance up from her cup to look at her friend. “I have something to ask because it’s been on my mind lately.”
“What’s that?” Jane replies, lifting her tea to her lips, about to take a sip.
Jisoo grins, “When are you and my brother finally going to get together?”
“Pffffft~!” Jane chokes on her tea and starts coughing. Patting her chest, she stutters out, “W-what??” with a surprised high-pitched voice. “Why would you ask that??” she says as heat rises to her face.
Both Jisoo and Rosé laugh at her reaction.
“Ohh, come onnn,” Jisoo says with adoration. “It’s so obvious you and Tae are really into one another. I’ve seen you both blushing around each other more times than I can count. He’s always watching you, and you’re always watching him whenever he’s in the paddock—especially when he has his shirt off.”
Jisoo bounces her eyebrows and smirks at the last part, Rosé makes another giggle, while Jane’s face turns even redder.
“Wow,” she says, chuckling a little in disbelief and embarrassment. “Didn’t know I was that obvious.”
“So when’s it going to happen?” Jisoo bounces her eyebrows up and down again.
The question goes unanswered as Jane lets out a nervous laugh. She looks down at her cup of tea, thinking about how to answer. It’s not like she hasn’t thought about Taehyung before, because she definitely has, it’s just that hearing Jisoo say out loud that he also likes her makes her feel a little flustered.
“Well um… I don’t know,” Jane says shyly. “Is it even okay for me to be with him?”
Jisoo tilts her head with slight confusion, “Why wouldn’t it be okay? Oh, are you worried about how I’d feel about it? Coz as his big sister, you totally have my blessing to date him,” she gives Jane a cheeky wink.
Jane chuckles awkwardly as she shakes her head. “No, it’s not that…” She then lifts her left hand where her beautiful engagement ring still sparkles, and her wedding ring is still a shiny gold.
“It’s because of these,” Jane says, twinkling her fingers. “I’m technically already with someone.”
The table goes a little quiet after that. It wasn’t in an awkward way or uncomfortable, but more so understanding and thoughtful. Jisoo and Rosé’s grins turn into soft ones. It seems it’s time they all acknowledge something that’s always been there in the background.
Even though she doesn’t remember her life before, Jane Doe is clearly married. That fact has always been in the back of her mind no matter what she does, making her feel conflicted with her feelings for Taehyung.
Jane thinks over the last almost two years, where her feelings for Tae have built up slowly. Of course him finding her and basically saving her life automatically made her feel indebted to him, but he’s done so many other things ever since.
The first few weeks after Jane woke from her coma, Taehyung was the person who helped feed her when her hands weren't strong or steady enough to hold anything properly.
He also gently cleaned her with a warm washcloth most nights so she could feel at least a little clean again. He never touched her anywhere he shouldn’t though as he was always careful to respect her. And unbeknownst to Jane, Taehyung had actually been doing that even while she was in her coma.
There were the strawberries he’d always bring for her while she was rehabilitating, and when Jane was finally able to walk again, every time she and Taehyung went out and walked through crowded places in this small town, he would always take her hand and link it through his arm, keeping his hand on hers to have her close to his side. He did that so she could feel safe and secure with him, and so she would feel like she wouldn’t get lost again—and he still does that even now.
When they watch movies together, Tae always makes sure Jane has a blanket on her legs, and it’s during some of those movie nights when she would absentmindedly lean into him, and he would let her. Sometimes he would even adjust himself slightly or put his arm around her shoulders so she would be more comfortable.
Jane then thinks about the moments that make her and Taehyung very aware of each other, like when they pass one another coming out of the shower. They’re always so surprised for a second before they quickly look away, giggle awkwardly, and then blush red like crazy, pretending the little moment didn’t affect them, but obviously it did.
Jane also noticed how her mind and body wants him. There are some days when she just wants to go up to Taehyung, cup his handsome face, and kiss him so hard to thank him for all he’s done for her, for helping her rebuild a new life, and also to say, I wanna be with you.
But then there are days when everything feels a little more heavy to her. Days when she looks at her rings for too long and she gets this tight burning ache in her chest. An ache caused by a mixture of feelings such as sorrow, dejection, confusion, grief, anger, and even guilt for having developed feelings for someone who doesn’t have the other gold band.
“Babes,” Rosé says gently, snapping Jane out of her thoughts. “It’s been almost two years since you woke up… I would say you’re practically single now, and you should move on from whoever gave you those rings. You’ve started a new life here with all of us, and it’s not fair on you to be putting this life on hold for something that hasn’t come back to you.”
Part of Jane does agree, but she doesn’t say that. She just looks down at her rings, and thinks about the idea of moving on, however, something in her resists it.
She feels attached to the person she’s married to, even though she can’t remember who he is. Letting go and moving on means she’d be giving up on him, but it also feels like she’d be giving up a part of herself as well, losing whoever she was before the accident.
But at the same time… there’s Taehyung… and Jane knows she’s falling for him.
Right now, she sits between her past and her present, and she has no idea what to do.
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After her breakfast with the girls, Jane decides she needs to talk to Taehyung to see how he feels about things.
Since Jisoo needed to tend to a client after their brunch, it was just Jane and Taehyung at home. She walks around the house looking for him, and when she reaches upstairs, she sees his bedroom door is ajar.
As she gets closer to his room, she can hear the TV is on and she has a partial view of Taehyung sitting on his bed with a small pile of laundry in front of him where he’s folding it calmly. There’s also a news broadcast at a low volume that seems more like background noise than anything else, although Tae’s eyes do flick to it occasionally.
Jane ends up catching a fragment of the news as she nears the doorway.
“Dawson & Jeon Enterprises, also known as D&J Enterprises, have reportedly seen a notable rise in stocks ever since the head CEO finally suspended his search for—”
Jane doesn’t hear the rest of the news as her mind zones it out. It just sounded like something financial and boring, so her focus just goes straight to Taehyung.
~Knock knock~ she taps on his bedroom door lightly. “Hey Tae, can we chat?”
He’s startled for a second with his hands stopping mid-fold, and his head lifts quickly toward her voice. He has a look of surprise since he wasn’t expecting her to be standing there suddenly.
“Hey, yeah, sure,” he says, reaching for the remote quickly to turn the TV off with one hand, while the other just sweeps his laundry back into the basket he had placed on the floor.
He smiles and nods to the edge of his bed for her to sit on, and Jane nervously sits there with an awkward smile. Her fingers get busy turning the rings on her finger, sliding them back and forth as her thoughts go a little haywire.
“What’s up?” Tae asks with a slight furrow of concern on his face. “You seem… nervous?”
“Yeah… I guess I am sort of nervous?”
“How come? Have I done something or—”
“No, no!” Jane shakes her head and her hands quickly to reassure him. “You haven’t done anything wrong at all! I um… well…” she drops her hands and fiddles with her rings again. “I wanted to know—well, do you think… do you think because no one’s come looking for me… and because I can’t remember anything…”
She swallows thickly as she lifts her eyes back to Tae, “Do you think it would be okay if I moved on? Like… moved on from whoever I married?”
Taehyung’s eyes go wide again and he freezes up for a moment since he wasn’t expecting this at all. But truthfully… if this conversation is going to go the way he thinks (and hopes) it goes… he’d like her to move on…
Because he’s fallen for her already.
It didn’t take long for that to happen. One look into her pretty blue eyes… Seeing her determined to move and walk… Hearing and seeing her with a real smile while laughing… and just her presence in general makes Taehyung want to protect Jane and keep her safe. It was hard to not fall for her, even if the name he calls her isn’t her real one.
However, due to Jane’s predicament, Taehyung understands why she’s nervous and conflicted, and so he says to her, “I think you should do what feels right to you.”
Jane looks at him with her heart beating a little faster. “What if I… well, what if being with you feels right?”
Taehyung freezes up again while he can feel his chest thrumming so fast. He’s just stunned again but also happy to hear Jane say something like that.
“And like…” she continues, feeling all vulnerable and unsure, “what if I want more than what we are now?”
Taehyung licks his lips in that habitual way he always does. “Well… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want the same,” he admits. “I don’t want to make things harder for you than it already is, but I also don’t like pretending that there’s nothing between us when we can both feel there is.”
Jane’s heart skips a beat, nervously, happily, and a little frightenedly. She’s scared because she’s made vows to a man she can’t remember, and she feels like she’s betraying him for feeling happy that another man wants to be with her.
But what is she supposed to do? What should she do when part of her heart also wants the man right in front of her? The man who’s been by her side every day for almost two years.
If only she could remember that the man she made vows to had basically been by her side every day for over twenty years. A measly two years definitely didn’t compare.
“There’s been no new developments and no new answers,” Taehyung continues, “so maybe it could be okay to stop waiting and just move on… I know that’s selfish of me to say that, but honestly, darl… I’ve fallen for you, so I’m gonna be a little selfish and ask you to choose me.”
Tears swell up in Jane’s eyes while a slightly pained, but also slightly happy smile curls onto her lips. Her emotions are pulling her in opposite directions and it feels like her heart is being torn in two.
“God, Tae… I don’t know what to do…” she whimpers.
He moves closer and gently pulls Jane into him. One hand comes up to cradle the back of her head, and the other hugs around her. “It’s okay. You don’t have to decide anything right now.”
Jane wraps her arms around him and cries into the crook of his neck. Taehyung is just so lovely and so supportive, and he’s always there for her. She should choose him, shouldn’t she?
But the rings and the man who gave them to her… The man who made a baby with her… Who the hell is he and where is he?!
“You can take your time, darl,” Taehyung says softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”
His steadiness and reassurance only made Jane’s chest ache more. She pulls back slightly with her teary eyes looking at his face, and when she locks onto his sweet, dark eyes, something in her tells her to do this… that urge to just… kiss him.
So she leans in and does it without a second thought.
Her salty, tear stained lips meet Taehyung’s, making him still for a split second before he kisses her back. He tilts his head to deepen their kiss, and Jane willingly takes it. She really wants more of it and more of him.
Even though her heart yearns for someone she can’t remember, there’s also a part of Jane that wants this new love. She feels like this makes sense. That being with Taehyung makes sense at this point in her life.
No one has come for her, no one has claimed her, and she can’t remember anything. She should be allowed to move on.
And so… in this moment, while Jane Doe is kissing the man in front of her, she finally decides she’s going to live in the present, and let go of whoever the man is in her past.
Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~6000
>Chapter Warnings: mention of a dead body being found and miscarriage
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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What do you do when you can't remember who you are? What if you can't remember your birthday, what year it is, where you're from, or who your family is?
What if you can't remember your likes, your dislikes, what made you laugh, or what made you cry? What if you can’t remember whether you've fallen in love before, or whether you've had your heart broken?
Nothing. What if you can remember nothing about yourself?
This is how the brunette with blue eyes feels. She feels completely lost in her own head, confused about what’s around her, and she’s so frustrated that she can’t even remember her own damn name.
Unfortunately, in this small town, no one knows who she is either. Because of this, Jane Doe (or Jane) is her name for now since it’s the name given to unknown and unidentified females.
After Jane Doe wakes up, she has many questions, but sadly, no one knows any answers—although the doctor was able to tell her that she appeared to be in her early to mid-twenties, she’s apparently married going off the rings on her finger, and she was, quite clearly, suffering from amnesia.
Well no fuckin’ shit, Sherlock.
The only other things Jane knew was what Taehyung and the staff at the hospital told her.
While she gets a routine blood pressure taken by Dr Park Seojoon, Taehyung tells Jane Doe that he found her five months ago amongst some thick bushes surrounded by trees not far from his family’s farm. She was bruised, bloodied, and completely unconscious, and there was no sign of what had happened to her as he couldn’t see any wreckage. It was just her alone.
“So… no one’s been able to find out who I am?” she asks him and the doctor.
“We’ve done what we can locally,” Dr Park answers gently, “but without anything to go on—since you have no identification and the police couldn’t search for your fingerprints in any database, it makes things difficult.”
Jane’s heart sinks as she knits her eyebrows together, and a small pout forms on her lips. “And… no one came looking for me over these last few months?” she asks softly with sadness laced in her voice.
Taehyung glances at the doctor for a split second, who gives him a small, sympathetic look while very subtly shaking his head, then he looks back at Jane.
“Sorry, but no,” Tae replies with apologetic eyes.
“But it’s been five months…” she murmurs, more so to herself than to them. Her stomach twists and she feels like her chest has a heavy stone sitting on it. It was just hard for her to take in those answers.
No one knows who I am, and no one is looking for me…
Her gaze then drops to her left hand. But I have an engagement and wedding ring on my finger… surely that means there’s someone out there is missing me?...
Dr Park Seojoon suddenly clears his throat as he removes the blood pressure arm band from her. “There’s something else you need to know, Miss Jane Doe…”
She looks at him with her eyes already teary from the situation.
“This is hard for me to say, and it will be much harder for you to accept, but… but with you being my patient, I must inform you of this…”
Jane nods once and waits.
The doctor exhales heavily, guilt filling his every word. “When Taehyung brought you here, you were in very bad shape, however… you were also… pregnant.”
Jane’s heart drops. “I was pregnant??” Her eyes go wide and a tear falls as she realises something. “Wait… Y-You said ‘were’? As in… past tense?...”
Dr Park nods with remorse all over his face, “Sadly, yes. I’m so sorry, Miss Jane Doe… but your baby didn’t make it.”
“O-oh my god,” she says with disbelief as even more hot tears fell down her cheeks. “I-I had a baby?! Oh my god—how far along was I?”
“About 14 weeks… We had to do a D&C. I’m truly, very sorry.”
Jane’s face distorts into a painful grimace as she starts to sob. She couldn’t believe it. Not only did she lose her memories, but she also lost her baby.
Because she couldn’t really move her arms due to her muscles having been asleep for five months, Taehyung quickly grabs some tissues and tries to catch Jane’s tears.
But she keeps crying. She cries long, and she cries hard, hating that she can’t remember anything, hating that she’s already ruined a life.
She cries so much, the regretful doctor had to sedate her.
The two men in the room felt terrible as they watched Jane Doe sleep, with slow tears still slipping out the corner of her eyes.
There was nothing they could do, but Taehyung made a silent promise to Jane that he’d be there for her for as long as it takes to help her heal. To him, it’s the least he could do.
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“You're doing great, Janey!” Rosé says the nickname brightly as she keeps herself positioned just behind the woman. Her hands hover near Jane Doe’s waist in case she stumbles. “You’ve been taking a lot more steps this week! So proud of you, babes!”
It’s been only two months since Jane woke up, and right now she’s in the physiotherapy part of the small hospital building. Rosé is her physiotherapist who has been helping her learn how to move again, but she’s also quickly become one of the few people Jane Doe feels is a real friend.
And of course there’s Taehyung, too. How could she not become friends with the man who basically saved her life?
Jane’s breath comes out shaky as she grips the two vertical bars on either side of her. Her palms are sweaty against the bar, but she doesn’t let go.
“I feel like my legs are gonna give out any second already,” she mutters, focusing hard on keeping her balance.
“You won’t,” Rosé says reassuringly. “I’ve got you, okay? Worst case, I’ll catch you. Best case, you surprise yourself again.”
Jane lets out a hiss and a wince as she tries to shift her weight forward again. Her arms shake as she holds onto the bars, and her legs tremble and ache a bit, almost like they want to stay asleep for a little bit longer, but she pushes through the pain, taking another small step forward. Then another, and another.
Suddenly, a colleague, Jisoo—who also happens to be Taehyung’s slightly older sister, and another good friend to Jane Doe—calls out for Rosé, needing her help on a treatment plan for another client.
“I’ll be there soon!” Rosé shouts back before she focuses on her friend. “You can do it, Janey,” she encourages warmly. “Keep going. You’re pacing yourself really well today.”
Jane swallows and nods even though her throat feels dry. She manages two more steps before her knees begin to shake harder than before.
“Ah—okay, okay! I think that’s my limit!” she says quickly with a strained voice.
Rosé immediately moves forward to help hold her up, “Alright, alright, we can stop here for now.”
Jane exhales in relief as Rosé helps slide the wheelchair closer, positioning it just behind her. The moment she sits, Jane’s legs feel like they’ve turned to jelly, and exhaustion washes over her, making her close her eyes for a moment to relax—and she only took sixteen steps!
“I’ll be right back, okay?” Rosé says to her. Jane nods with a small smile, puffing slightly from the very short, but strenuous walk.
When Rosé is out of sight, Jane presses her fingertips into her knees and down her calves to massage them. She frowns with a pout, hating how weak she is and how far away she is from being ‘normal’ again. She feels like a total failure with her memories, as a mother, and with her body.
However, before she could delve deeper into her sad thoughts, a movement catches her eye. Jane glances up and sees the TV mounted on the wall that has been playing lowly in the background this entire time. The volume was low enough to not be a distraction, but was still loud enough that she could hear what was being said.
“Breaking news! The body that was caught in a fishermen’s net a week ago near Mikrokosmos coast has now been identified. DNA testing has confirmed it to be Rose Dawson—”
Jane’s brows knit together as a pretty picture of a smiling Rose Dawson appears on the screen. There was something about the woman that looked familiar, but Jane couldn’t put her finger on what it was. The woman looked beautiful though, she thought, and she had kind eyes.
“She was the wife of business mogul, Jack Dawson, whose body was found several months ago along Butterfly beach, and she was the mother of Sere—”
“Hey, you’re not giving up already, are you?”
Jane startles at the voice, and her head snaps to the doorway where she sees Taehyung coming through with that sweet boxy smile already on his face.
He has a small plastic bag in his hand which carries a punnet filled with the best red fruit there is from his family’s farm. Strawberries!
Forgetting whatever was on the TV, Jane smiles seeing the bag of fruit (and Taehyung), feeling grateful he had brought them in for her once again. Strawberries are one thing she likes very much, and she's sure the old her loved them too.
She chuckles lightly and shakes her head to Tae’s teasing question. “I was just resting for a bit while Rosé had to help Jisoo with something.”
Taehyung nods before he sits the bag of strawberries down and slips under the bars so he’s standing in front of Jane.
“Well then, let’s get you back up and running, Janey!—or, well, it’s more like walking, isn’t it?” He grins sheepishly at his little mistake.
Jane rolls her eyes as she chuckles. “You don’t have to do that, Tae. Rosé will be back in a minute.”
He ignores that completely and steps forward, already holding out his hands for her to take. “Nah, come on. You can practice with me, too.”
“But I'm still a bit tired…”
“Alright then, let’s make a deal.”
Jane raises an eyebrow, “A deal?”
“Yep. If you can give me ten steps, you get the strawberries right now and you won’t have to share them with my sister and Rosé.”
“But that’s more like blackmail, not a deal!”
“Nooo, it’s motivation,” Tae grins cheekily as he bounces his eyebrows up and down.
Jane scoffs lightly while Tae gently takes her hands.
“Come on, darl. Just ten steps.”
Instantly, Jane’s heart skips a little beat at the shortened nickname of darling. Taehyung’s called her that a few times already, and each time it gives her this happy little skippy feeling.
Shaking that feeling away because she needs to focus on getting better, Jane huffs while glancing at the parallel bars. She then exhales heavily and forces herself to slowly stand, but she does so with a bit of a wobble.
“Hey eeeasy there, princess,” Taehyung says softly as he helps her up.
Suddenly a little light bulb goes off in Jane’s head, and her heart feels like it’s been pinched. Princess??… Why does that sound so familiar?
With her thoughts now distracted from the task, Jane loses focus and her knees go weak. Her body starts to drop, but Taehyung is quick to catch her. His arms end up pulling her close against his chest, and the abrupt closeness makes both of their breaths hitch and they freeze up while staring at each other with wide eyes.
Neither of them move for a moment, and gone is the thought about the ‘princess’ nickname.
Their faces are close enough now that Jane can see a faint blush creeping into Taehyung’s cheeks, just like he could see a blush slowly appearing on her cheeks too.
Both their hearts skip a beat, but it’s Jane who looks away first, clearing her throat awkwardly when she realises the position they’re in.
“I-I’m sorry,” she mumbles. “I’m just really weak still.”
Taehyung blinks to snap himself out of whatever that moment was, and he gently helps her straighten again, still holding her waist tightly to steady her. “Hey, you’re doing fine.”
Jane frowns slightly. “I feel like I’m failing at this.”
“Aw, come on, it’s been what? Two months since you woke up?” She nods and Tae continues. “Well Dr Park said it can take a few months, sometimes even six months or more before you can fully walk again. So don’t give up just yet since it’s still early days.”
“But it just feels like it’s gonna take forever,” Jane pouts.
Taehyung smiles softly at her as he brings his hand up to lightly tap at her pouty lip. “Well, good things take time, darl.”
At that endearing nickname, Jane has to look away from him since she could feel herself blushing again while her heart skips another beat.
Taehyung grins widely, liking the effect he has on her, but he decides to switch into playful mode to help distract her.
“Alright, let’s do this, Janey. You want those strawberries, yeah?”
She’s able to look at him again and nods with a sheepish smile. Tae nods in return as he takes a step back from her and moves his hands to hover near her waist. His eyes are focused on her as he says, “Okay. Take a step for me.”
Jane takes a deep breath and shifts one foot forward… “Good,” Tae says. “That’s one.”
Another step is taken… “That’s two.”
When she’s done the eighth step, Jane’s muscles are burning, a small sheen of sweat forms near her temples, and her knuckles are whitening as she grips the bars tight.
“T-Tae, I don’t think I can do any more.”
“No, don’t give up! There’s only two more steps to take.”
Jane winces, “But it hurts…”
“It’s just two more. Come on, give me step nine.”
“Ughhh, I hate you.”
Taehyung grins softly and he watches as Jane takes her ninth step. “Yes! That’s nine! One more!”
Jane closes her eyes as the feeling in her legs threaten to give out again, but she won’t stop now when it’s just one more to go. She exhales hard before she grits her teeth and takes the final step.
“Ten! You did it! I knew you could do it!” Taehyung cheers for her, but as soon as she’s done it, Jane’s knees finally give up.
Tae catches her again quickly before she collapses, and this time, instead of blushing with shock, there’s laughter and big smiles between them.
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Two months later…
Jane Doe is no longer confined to the hospital anymore, and is now living with Taehyung and his sister, Jisoo, at their family home on a farm.
In their open plan home, the siblings stand by the kitchen counter chopping up veggies, while Jane sits curled up on the couch with a mink blanket draped over her lap. She’s been eyeing up the tablet sitting on the coffee table in front of her as her mind has been gnawing at her to do more research.
“Jisoo?…” Jane calls her name softly.
“Yeah?”
“Could I borrow your tablet? I just want to try searching for things again… see if there’s anything new.”
“Of course you can,” Jisoo replies with a smile. “You remember the password to unlock it?”
Jane nods as she leans over and takes the tablet. She opens it up and goes straight to the web where she types in whatever comes to her mind that could be related to her accident.
‘Missing females in the area.’
‘Hunt for missing pregnant woman in her twenties.’
‘Missing women over the last year.’
‘Brunette in accident during the last year.’
‘Major accidents within the last year.’
Jane scrolls and scrolls, but once again, there are no new articles or new pages from when she last checked a week ago. Just the same results of women who weren’t her, and it makes her frustration build. She isn’t finding anything, but it feels like she should be finding something.
After a while, she stops scrolling, and Jane just stares at the empty search bar as her eyes start to prickle and water slightly. She feels like a failure again. She feels like she’s getting nowhere, like she’s going nowhere, and like she’ll never be able to figure out who she is.
She exhales shakily and places the tablet on the couch beside her, and then her gaze drops down to her left hand where she stares at her engagement and wedding rings. Her left thumb fiddles with the underside of the rings before her other hand moves to slide them off her finger so she can look at them closely again.
As she does so, a painful, anxious ache comes into her chest. It’s a feeling that happens every time she looks at the rings.
The engagement ring is gorgeous, and it’s obvious someone put a lot of thought into choosing this for her. When she looks at the gold wedding band next, she sees the engraving along the outside of what appears to be a daisy chain.
Jane thought it was really pretty the first time she noticed it a few months back, but at the time, she couldn’t think of the significance or the meaning behind the daisy chain, and even now… still nothing…
“I don’t understand…” she whispers to herself as her eyes really start to sting and her vision blurs.
She closes her fingers over the rings and shuts her eyes, making her hot tears spill over as she thinks about how she obviously meant something to someone, but then where the hell were they??
It’s been four months already since she woke up from her coma (around nine months since the accident), so if there was someone out there wearing a gold band that matches hers, then why haven’t they found me by now?
Do they not love or care for me anymore?? Do they not want to find me?
Jane hates that her mind even goes to this next thought, but… Did the person who married me maybe want me gone? Was it coz I was pregnant? Is that why they haven’t come to find me?
Or maybe it was something worse… Tae said he found me bruised and bloodied… What if whoever I was married to was worse off? What if they were dead somewhere?
Jane squeezes her eyes shut tighter and shakes her head so she can push those thoughts away, but they don’t really leave. They stay in her mind and make her whole body ache. The thoughts make her yearn for something and someone she doesn’t remember.
Why? she thinks to herself.
A light whimper escapes from her as she clutches the rings against her heart. They’re the only proof that her life—her real life—had ever existed at all. She both loved the rings, but hated them at the same time, because she hated that she couldn’t remember anything.
“Why-y?…” she says aloud this time in a whisper with a crack in her voice as more tears fall down her face.
Her chest aches so bad, it feels like really bad heart burn. Feels like she’s being scorched from the inside.
“Why?” she says again a little more loudly, but not enough to catch attention.
Her breathing shakes as the hurt, the frustration, and the confusion all come together to create a pain she’s never felt before.
“WHYYYY?!” She shouts louder as she cries.
“Darl—??” Taehyung says with alarm as he drops everything he’s doing. He and Jisoo look at each other quickly before they rush towards Jane.
“Janey, what’s wrong?” Jisoo asks, sitting beside her on the couch while Tae kneels in front of her.
Jane can’t even answer properly because she’s crying too hard. Her left hand covers her mouth as she bawls, while her right hand keeps the rings clutched tightly to her heart.
“W-Why isn’t anyone looking for me?!” she eventually cries out. “I’m… I’m freaking married and I was pregnant, so where the hell is my husband?!”
Jisoo’s worry softens into pity, and her hand comes up to gently rub Jane’s back. “Hey… hey, it’s okay,” she murmurs softly, even though things are clearly not okay.
“I just don’t understand!” Jane chokes out between her crying. “I hate that I can’t find anything! I hate that I can’t remember anything!”
Taehyung glances at his sister with his eyes heavy with sadness. He then looks back at the crying Jane Doe, placing his hands on her knees where he gently moves his thumbs back and forth.
“We’re here for you,” he says quietly, because that’s all he can say.
He and his sister can’t really say much else, and sadly, there’s only so much they can do to help her.
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Timeline: One year 11 months since waking up from the coma (2 yrs 4 months since the plane incident, Jungkook’s parents have had that talk of letting Siri go by this point, and her funeral has already been and gone…)
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On a Saturday morning, at a café right in the centre of the small town, Jane Doe sits at a round table with her two close friends, Rosé and Jisoo. It’s become their thing now to do a girly brunch at the café every two to three weeks to catch up.
Jisoo sits back in her chair, watching Jane with a small smirk because she’s been thinking about asking her something for a while now. She looks at Rosé first who bites her bottom lip with a smile and nods, indicating for Jisoo to go ahead and say whatever it is, and it makes Jisoo’s smirk curl up more.
Just as Jane starts to stir the sugar in her tea, Jisoo finally speaks.
“Hey, Janeyyy,” she says a little too sweetly, making the woman glance up from her cup to look at her friend. “I have something to ask because it’s been on my mind lately.”
“What’s that?” Jane replies, lifting her tea to her lips, about to take a sip.
Jisoo grins, “When are you and my brother finally going to get together?”
“Pffffft~!” Jane chokes on her tea and starts coughing. Patting her chest, she stutters out, “W-what??” with a surprised high-pitched voice. “Why would you ask that??” she says as heat rises to her face.
Both Jisoo and Rosé laugh at her reaction.
“Ohh, come onnn,” Jisoo says with adoration. “It’s so obvious you and Tae are really into one another. I’ve seen you both blushing around each other more times than I can count. He’s always watching you, and you’re always watching him whenever he’s in the paddock—especially when he has his shirt off.”
Jisoo bounces her eyebrows and smirks at the last part, Rosé makes another giggle, while Jane’s face turns even redder.
“Wow,” she says, chuckling a little in disbelief and embarrassment. “Didn’t know I was that obvious.”
“So when’s it going to happen?” Jisoo bounces her eyebrows up and down again.
The question goes unanswered as Jane lets out a nervous laugh. She looks down at her cup of tea, thinking about how to answer. It’s not like she hasn’t thought about Taehyung before, because she definitely has, it’s just that hearing Jisoo say out loud that he also likes her makes her feel a little flustered.
“Well um… I don’t know,” Jane says shyly. “Is it even okay for me to be with him?”
Jisoo tilts her head with slight confusion, “Why wouldn’t it be okay? Oh, are you worried about how I’d feel about it? Coz as his big sister, you totally have my blessing to date him,” she gives Jane a cheeky wink.
Jane chuckles awkwardly as she shakes her head. “No, it’s not that…” She then lifts her left hand where her beautiful engagement ring still sparkles, and her wedding ring is still a shiny gold.
“It’s because of these,” Jane says, twinkling her fingers. “I’m technically already with someone.”
The table goes a little quiet after that. It wasn’t in an awkward way or uncomfortable, but more so understanding and thoughtful. Jisoo and Rosé’s grins turn into soft ones. It seems it’s time they all acknowledge something that’s always been there in the background.
Even though she doesn’t remember her life before, Jane Doe is clearly married. That fact has always been in the back of her mind no matter what she does, making her feel conflicted with her feelings for Taehyung.
Jane thinks over the last almost two years, where her feelings for Tae have built up slowly. Of course him finding her and basically saving her life automatically made her feel indebted to him, but he’s done so many other things ever since.
The first few weeks after Jane woke from her coma, Taehyung was the person who helped feed her when her hands weren't strong or steady enough to hold anything properly.
He also gently cleaned her with a warm washcloth most nights so she could feel at least a little clean again. He never touched her anywhere he shouldn’t though as he was always careful to respect her. And unbeknownst to Jane, Taehyung had actually been doing that even while she was in her coma.
There were the strawberries he’d always bring for her while she was rehabilitating, and when Jane was finally able to walk again, every time she and Taehyung went out and walked through crowded places in this small town, he would always take her hand and link it through his arm, keeping his hand on hers to have her close to his side. He did that so she could feel safe and secure with him, and so she would feel like she wouldn’t get lost again—and he still does that even now.
When they watch movies together, Tae always makes sure Jane has a blanket on her legs, and it’s during some of those movie nights when she would absentmindedly lean into him, and he would let her. Sometimes he would even adjust himself slightly or put his arm around her shoulders so she would be more comfortable.
Jane then thinks about the moments that make her and Taehyung very aware of each other, like when they pass one another coming out of the shower. They’re always so surprised for a second before they quickly look away, giggle awkwardly, and then blush red like crazy, pretending the little moment didn’t affect them, but obviously it did.
Jane also noticed how her mind and body wants him. There are some days when she just wants to go up to Taehyung, cup his handsome face, and kiss him so hard to thank him for all he’s done for her, for helping her rebuild a new life, and also to say, I wanna be with you.
But then there are days when everything feels a little more heavy to her. Days when she looks at her rings for too long and she gets this tight burning ache in her chest. An ache caused by a mixture of feelings such as sorrow, dejection, confusion, grief, anger, and even guilt for having developed feelings for someone who doesn’t have the other gold band.
“Babes,” Rosé says gently, snapping Jane out of her thoughts. “It’s been almost two years since you woke up… I would say you’re practically single now, and you should move on from whoever gave you those rings. You’ve started a new life here with all of us, and it’s not fair on you to be putting this life on hold for something that hasn’t come back to you.”
Part of Jane does agree, but she doesn’t say that. She just looks down at her rings, and thinks about the idea of moving on, however, something in her resists it.
She feels attached to the person she’s married to, even though she can’t remember who he is. Letting go and moving on means she’d be giving up on him, but it also feels like she’d be giving up a part of herself as well, losing whoever she was before the accident.
But at the same time… there’s Taehyung… and Jane knows she’s falling for him.
Right now, she sits between her past and her present, and she has no idea what to do.
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After her breakfast with the girls, Jane decides she needs to talk to Taehyung to see how he feels about things.
Since Jisoo needed to tend to a client after their brunch, it was just Jane and Taehyung at home. She walks around the house looking for him, and when she reaches upstairs, she sees his bedroom door is ajar.
As she gets closer to his room, she can hear the TV is on and she has a partial view of Taehyung sitting on his bed with a small pile of laundry in front of him where he’s folding it calmly. There’s also a news broadcast at a low volume that seems more like background noise than anything else, although Tae’s eyes do flick to it occasionally.
Jane ends up catching a fragment of the news as she nears the doorway.
“Dawson & Jeon Enterprises, also known as D&J Enterprises, have reportedly seen a notable rise in stocks ever since the head CEO finally suspended his search for—”
Jane doesn’t hear the rest of the news as her mind zones it out. It just sounded like something financial and boring, so her focus just goes straight to Taehyung.
~Knock knock~ she taps on his bedroom door lightly. “Hey Tae, can we chat?”
He’s startled for a second with his hands stopping mid-fold, and his head lifts quickly toward her voice. He has a look of surprise since he wasn’t expecting her to be standing there suddenly.
“Hey, yeah, sure,” he says, reaching for the remote quickly to turn the TV off with one hand, while the other just sweeps his laundry back into the basket he had placed on the floor.
He smiles and nods to the edge of his bed for her to sit on, and Jane nervously sits there with an awkward smile. Her fingers get busy turning the rings on her finger, sliding them back and forth as her thoughts go a little haywire.
“What’s up?” Tae asks with a slight furrow of concern on his face. “You seem… nervous?”
“Yeah… I guess I am sort of nervous?”
“How come? Have I done something or—”
“No, no!” Jane shakes her head and her hands quickly to reassure him. “You haven’t done anything wrong at all! I um… well…” she drops her hands and fiddles with her rings again. “I wanted to know—well, do you think… do you think because no one’s come looking for me… and because I can’t remember anything…”
She swallows thickly as she lifts her eyes back to Tae, “Do you think it would be okay if I moved on? Like… moved on from whoever I married?”
Taehyung’s eyes go wide again and he freezes up for a moment since he wasn’t expecting this at all. But truthfully… if this conversation is going to go the way he thinks (and hopes) it goes… he’d like her to move on…
Because he’s fallen for her already.
It didn’t take long for that to happen. One look into her pretty blue eyes… Seeing her determined to move and walk… Hearing and seeing her with a real smile while laughing… and just her presence in general makes Taehyung want to protect Jane and keep her safe. It was hard to not fall for her, even if the name he calls her isn’t her real one.
However, due to Jane’s predicament, Taehyung understands why she’s nervous and conflicted, and so he says to her, “I think you should do what feels right to you.”
Jane looks at him with her heart beating a little faster. “What if I… well, what if being with you feels right?”
Taehyung freezes up again while he can feel his chest thrumming so fast. He’s just stunned again but also happy to hear Jane say something like that.
“And like…” she continues, feeling all vulnerable and unsure, “what if I want more than what we are now?”
Taehyung licks his lips in that habitual way he always does. “Well… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want the same,” he admits. “I don’t want to make things harder for you than it already is, but I also don’t like pretending that there’s nothing between us when we can both feel there is.”
Jane’s heart skips a beat, nervously, happily, and a little frightenedly. She’s scared because she’s made vows to a man she can’t remember, and she feels like she’s betraying him for feeling happy that another man wants to be with her.
But what is she supposed to do? What should she do when part of her heart also wants the man right in front of her? The man who’s been by her side every day for almost two years.
If only she could remember that the man she made vows to had basically been by her side every day for over twenty years. A measly two years definitely didn’t compare.
“There’s been no new developments and no new answers,” Taehyung continues, “so maybe it could be okay to stop waiting and just move on… I know that’s selfish of me to say that, but honestly, darl… I’ve fallen for you, so I’m gonna be a little selfish and ask you to choose me.”
Tears swell up in Jane’s eyes while a slightly pained, but also slightly happy smile curls onto her lips. Her emotions are pulling her in opposite directions and it feels like her heart is being torn in two.
“God, Tae… I don’t know what to do…” she whimpers.
He moves closer and gently pulls Jane into him. One hand comes up to cradle the back of her head, and the other hugs around her. “It’s okay. You don’t have to decide anything right now.”
Jane wraps her arms around him and cries into the crook of his neck. Taehyung is just so lovely and so supportive, and he’s always there for her. She should choose him, shouldn’t she?
But the rings and the man who gave them to her… The man who made a baby with her… Who the hell is he and where is he?!
“You can take your time, darl,” Taehyung says softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”
His steadiness and reassurance only made Jane’s chest ache more. She pulls back slightly with her teary eyes looking at his face, and when she locks onto his sweet, dark eyes, something in her tells her to do this… that urge to just… kiss him.
So she leans in and does it without a second thought.
Her salty, tear stained lips meet Taehyung’s, making him still for a split second before he kisses her back. He tilts his head to deepen their kiss, and Jane willingly takes it. She really wants more of it and more of him.
Even though her heart yearns for someone she can’t remember, there’s also a part of Jane that wants this new love. She feels like this makes sense. That being with Taehyung makes sense at this point in her life.
No one has come for her, no one has claimed her, and she can’t remember anything. She should be allowed to move on.
And so… in this moment, while Jane Doe is kissing the man in front of her, she finally decides she’s going to live in the present, and let go of whoever the man is in her past.
Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~4500
>Chapter Warnings: mentions of death/dead body, suicidal thoughts, alcohol as coping mechanism
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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Private plane… reportedly malfunctioned… aircraft is confirmed to have burst… Said to be carrying… Serena Jeon…
Not yet known if there are any survivors… is unlikely anyone could have survived…
Those are the words Jungkook hears when the announcement is made on the news after a frantic Namjoon called him to watch it. He had sounded so serious on the phone, Jungkook instantly felt his heart lurch. Anxiety was a feeling he’s tried to push away ever since Siri told him she had to leave for a few days, but now that feeling is back and it’s so much worse than before.
Jungkook is in his office at D&J Enterprises—the office that he and Siri share since they’re both the CEOs—and all he could do is stare at the TV, trying to process what the news anchor said.
Private plane… Malfunctioned… Carrying Serena Jeon… Unlikely anyone could have survived…
Jungkook feels his chest pounding loudly like drums, and his entire body is filled with a sense of dread. He starts heaving quickly, his breathing almost going the same pace as his heart, and his fingers curl into fists, turning his skin almost totally white as he tries to stop them from shaking, but it was of no use.
Plane… Burst… Serena Jeon…
That’s… Th-That’s my wife… That’s my best friend… That’s the woman who’s going to make me a father soon…
Jungkook’s vision gets blurry as tears brim his eyes, and he finds it’s hard to breathe now. He didn’t think his intuition would be correct. He couldn’t believe this was happening.
But I saw her this morning… I gave her a kiss and waved at her as the taxi drove off…
She said she’d be back in three days…
Suddenly, his office doors fly open with a panicked Jin and Hoseok coming through. Jin is the lawyer for Siri and Jungkook’s company, while Hoseok works as their chief of finance and human resources.
“Jungkook-ah!” Jin says with urgency. “Have you seen—”
But Jin cuts himself off because he could see the shock and devastation on Jungkook’s face. The maknae is standing there staring at the TV with his body shaking like a leaf, skin as pale as a ghost, and his doe eyes are watery and wide with disbelief.
Jungkook gulps before his teary eyes glances at his friends, then he whimpers in an almost pleading way as he says, “Hyung…”
“This isn’t happening, right?” he asks with a small, shaky voice as tears start to slip down his cheeks. “She’s… She’s not… Sh-She can’t be…”
Neither Jin nor Hoseok could answer due to the thick lump in their throats, but the look on their faces said it all. Both of them were trying hard to purse their lips together to stop their chins from trembling, and their eyes were teary just like Jungkook’s.
Seeing his hyung’s reactions, Jungkook’s chest starts heaving even more with panic coursing through him. Oh god. No… No…
With wide eyes and a gasp, Jin quickly runs over with his arms out as soon as he sees Jungkook’s face contort with pain and he starts to slump over. Hobi is right there with Jin, and they manage to catch Jungkook just before his knees give out, but they all still end up hitting the floor.
Jungkook clutches at Jin’s shirt as he drops his head to his chest, and a broken sob erupts from him. His whole body shakes as he cries a cry so heartbroken and loud.
Every breath he takes fucking hurts as if someone is stabbing his chest over and over. Every sound from his throat freaking burns as if he was swallowing a hot piece of metal. Every tear falling from his eyes stings as if he had been peppersprayed. Every beat of his heart feels like it’s writhing in pain. Jungkook has never felt anything like this before. It was utterly excruciating; everything just makes him want to die rather than live to endure it.
“Sh-she can’t—!” he croaks through his tears. “Sh-she can’t be gone!—Oh god, our babyyyy!!”
Jungkook’s gut-wrenching sobs reverberate through the office and through the walls. His cries were loud enough that staff outside could hear him. They were also in shock since the news was spreading quickly.
All Jin and Hobi could do is hug their maknae tight as their own faces crumple with hot tears falling down their faces. Siri was one of their best friends too, she was their little sis. How could this be happening? Did they really lose her?
“Noooooo!!!” was all anyone could hear from their CEO’s office. "It's not true! It's not truuuuue!!!"
It was a cry that would haunt a few people… and it was a day that would haunt Jungkook forever.
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“I don’t care what you have to do!” Jungkook’s father, Seokho, growls into his phone as he paces around the living room in the Jeon family mansion. “Don’t tell me their chances are low! Just find them!”
It’s been five days since the dreadful incident, and everyone is still on edge, and some were even losing hope.
“If there’s even a one-percent chance any one of them could be alive, we’ll keep searching!” Seokho barks at the person on the other end.
He listens to the person’s reply, then drags his hand through his aging grey hair in frustration, “Don’t give me excuses! Send every qualified person out there! I want divers! I want helicopters! I want ships! I want everyone! You have to find something for us! And someone better be looking at how the crash happened in the first place!!”
While his father is trying to make sure there’s a search party, Jungkook is on the couch as still as a statue. His eyes are sunken in with tiredness, as well as swollen and red, but they’re dry now. He’s all cried out to the point he feels empty and numb inside, and his gaze is fixed somewhere ahead, staring blankly at nothing.
All his best friends are here surrounding him, including Hwasa and Jessi, and even Jennie and her father were here. Her father is in the kitchen area, also on the phone trying to call people, while she’s sitting by a window near the dining area, keeping to herself as she knows she’s not particularly liked by Jungkook and his friends.
However, there is a faint sadness in Jennie’s expression even though it doesn’t really match everyone else’s in the room since she wasn’t especially fond of Siri herself. Still, the situation is very saddening and Jennie understands that.
On the couch with Jungkook is his mother, Haneul. She sits beside him with her hand wrapped tightly around his. Her thumb keeps rubbing over his knuckles as a form of desperate comfort because she’s afraid of whatever is running through his mind.
Part of Jungkook is so numb and hollow that he can’t even really feel his mother holding his hand. His mind is only on her. His first and only love. And he’s blaming himself for what happened.
Jungkook had a feeling something could go wrong, and he didn’t stop Siri from leaving. He feels he should’ve followed his gut and thinks he could’ve prevented her from going. He thinks that if maybe he had just pushed harder for her to not go, then maybe she wouldn’t have. He thinks that he could’ve suggested she go another day—a day when they could’ve gone together.
Part of him also thinks that he should’ve gotten on that plane with her because then at least he could’ve died with her and their unborn baby. Life isn’t worth living anymore if Siri’s not in it. What’s the point in anything now?
As if she could sense Jungkook’s thoughts going into a dark place, his mother squeezes his hand. “Jungkook-ah?”
He blinks at his name, but his face stays sullen as he turns his head slightly to look at his mother.
“She’s still alive, okay? Have some faith. Remember how strong our Siri is.” Haneul smiles to reassure him, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Jungkook feels a pinch to his hollow chest because he knows his mother is just trying to stay positive for him. He swallows thickly and does a small nod to appease her, but his eyes don’t stay on her for long. His gaze goes back to staring blankly straight ahead instead.
As much as he wants Siri to be alive, the chances are near impossible, and deep down Jungkook’s not sure he can believe it.
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A month passes and nothing gets better as there’s still no sign of Siri, or even her parents. No bodies have been found at all, only broken parts of the private plane in the ocean.
Jungkook hasn’t been to work ever since the incident which all his staff understood. But not going to work made him resort to trying to take the pain away.
Liquor bottles started to pile up in his and Siri’s home. It was just something to take the edge off, something to stop the flashbacks of that day recurring in his head, but the alcohol didn’t really work since pieces of Siri were everywhere in photos and her clothes.
Jungkook could still hear her and see her when he was drunk. Every time it happened he would sob loudly and apologise to her ghost that he should’ve stopped her from leaving, and he should’ve held onto her tighter. He should’ve done more.
That’s what he’s doing now while standing on the edge of his and Siri’s apartment building.
It’s late at night, it’s cold, and Jungkook has drunk a few bottles of liquor already today—shit, he’s still holding a bottle now.
He sways slightly in his drunken state, looking out at the city lights below him as he takes a sip of the alcohol.
“I should’ve—” he slurs to himself. “I sh-should’ve made her stay…”
His chest heaves as tears streak down his face once again. “Sh-Should’ve told her… b-but I didn’t… I didn’t s-stop her…”
Behind him, multiple footsteps approach slowly and carefully.
“Kook…” Namjoon says his name calmly even though he and the others are internally freaking out that Jungkook might actually jump. “Come on, man. Let’s not get too close to the edge now.”
Jin, Hobi, and Yoongi side-eye each other as they spread out, trying to get as close as they can to Jungkook without startling him.
“We got you some samgyeopsal,” Hobi tells him. “It’s your favourite, Kookie. How about we head back down and fill your belly with some food?”
Jungkook ignores their words and lets out a broken, humourless laugh, shaking his head as tears continue to fall. “She’s gone because of me! Both of them!”
He sways a little more and takes another sip from his bottle.
“I sh-should’ve done more… I should’ve—” His voice breaks as his hand comes up to his face as if to hide from the shame and regret he was feeling. “I sh-should’ve p-protected them…”
“You couldn’t have known,” Jin says softly, taking a small step closer to him. “None of this is your fault.”
Jungkook listens this time and shakes his head. “No! No, it is my fault! I let her go… What k-kind of—” He chokes a little between his crying. “What kind of husband does that?!”
Hobi’s eyes glisten as his hands clench at his sides. “Jungkook-ah…” he says through gritted teeth, trying to control how frightened he is. “Please come down from there. We don’t want to lose you too.”
But Jungkook doesn’t listen, shifting his foot slightly closer to the edge instead. He looks down and sniffles, feeling his tears sliding down his cheeks and off the tip of his nose.
“If I just… If I just go… then I can see her again…”
“Jungkook,” Namjoon says his name more firmly as his heart hammers harder. “Don’t. Don’t you dare take another step.”
There’s silence for a moment as it appears Jungkook is actually contemplating it when he keeps looking down over the edge.
But that little moment was their chance! Yoongi, who had been as silent and as slinky as a cat, gradually crept up behind Jungkook, managing to swiftly lunge forward and grab him by the shirt, yanking him back from the edge.
“Yahhhh!” Jungkook stumbles back as the bottle slips from his hand and shatters on the ground.
Yoongi doesn’t let him go though. He keeps pulling Jungkook back till he’s close enough to hug him tight from behind, and then Yoongi keeps walking back until they’re at a safe distance away from the edge.
Jin, Namjoon and Hoseok rush in straight away to help steady Jungkook as he struggles weakly since his movements are slightly slow and clumsy from the alcohol.
“Yaahhhh, let gooo!” Jungkook cries as he reaches out in front of him, wanting to get back on the ledge. “I need to go! I need to see her! I need to be with her!”
“Sorry, Kook!” Yoongi says from behind him. “But you’re not going anywhere!”
Jungkook’s strength gives out and his body sags in his friend’s hold. He sobs with defeat and exhaustion as he says, “I c-can’t… I can’t do this anymore… I can’t live without her…”
Hobi hugs him from the front, crying while holding him tightly as Jungkook completely breaks down like he did the first time a month ago. Jin comes closer, placing one hand on Jungkook’s shoulder as his own tears fall. Yoongi keeps hugging Jungkook from behind as he tries to blink away the water in his eyes, and Namjoon exhales shakily with relief, placing his hand on his heart that was trying to calm down before he stepped closer too.
Jungkook just bawls for a while, and his friends are there throughout it all, also crying.
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Two weeks later…
“…a body has been recovered along the coastline earlier this week. Authorities have now confirmed the identity as Jack Dawson who was a passenger and owner of the private plane crash seven weeks ago—”
As soon as Jungkook hears this news, hope lights up within him. If Jack’s body was close enough to the shore to be found, then that means Siri could be close too.
This time, rather than cry and mourn, Jungkook gets himself out of his alcoholic depression and goes into action, getting who he can to help. He organises expanding the search of the ocean where the plane broke up, as well as along the beaches and coastlines near where Jack’s body was found. No expense is spared, and no effort is held back.
Over the next few months, boats are deployed all over again, divers swim in and out of the sea, and helicopters sweep across the ocean and coastlines, scanning every piece of land where something could have washed ashore.
Jungkook is involved in all of it, hardly ever eating or sleeping, but he’s fully present and much more active compared to when the plane incident initially happened. He watches all the footage and listens in on every update, and every time a team checks in and a location is cleared, his heart sinks, but he doesn’t stop looking for Siri. He can’t stop.
Sure, the chances were low, but Jungkook was determined to find her body. Dead or alive, it didn’t matter. He just needed to find her so he could put his mind at ease, and so his heart wouldn’t feel as broken as it had been. He also wants to be able to put his lover and their unborn baby to rest, as well as have a place to go to when he needs her.
Since the day she left, Jungkook’s had Siri’s clothes to go to whenever he misses her. He even lays out his shirt she usually wears next to him when he sleeps. It doesn’t smell like her anymore—and of course it doesn’t because it’s been six months already—but he likes to pretend it does.
When a year passes, Jungkook still hasn’t planned a funeral for Siri as he refuses to accept she’s gone. He also hasn’t moved or changed a thing in their home, just in case by some miracle, she comes back to him alive.
But as more weeks and months pass by with no sign of her, Jungkook’s hope slowly withers, just like his heart does. However, there is always a little sliver of hope he just can’t get rid of, and that’s what keeps him wanting to search for Siri.
To help with the ache and emptiness he feels though, rather than resorting to alcohol like he did at the beginning, Jungkook goes to the gym frequently, and gets piercings and tattoos to make him feel something, but they were also to commemorate her and their past.
When it’s around two years since the incident, Jungkook’s parents decide they need to talk to him. As much as they don't want to do this, they don’t want to see their son withering away like he has been for these past couple of years.
“Jungkook-ah,” his mother says to him softly one day, reaching for his hand to hold it gently, the same way she held it since the beginning of the incident. “Your father and I have been putting this off for as long as we can because we don’t want to do this either, but… We think it’s time.”
“Time for what?” he asks curiously.
“It’s time to let Siri go, son,” his father answers. “It’s time to move on.”
Jungkook’s heart drops and he frowns as he just sits there. He feels betrayed by his parents for suggesting such an outrageous thing. How could they give up on her? On their daughter-in-law? On a member of their family? On the love of his life?
But then his mother says with concern, “We just can’t keep watching you like this. You’re losing yourself, Jungkook-ah…”
His father then pats his knee, looking at him solemnly, “It’s been two years… We don’t want to accept it either, but…” Seokho exhales with a heavy heart. “It’s just been too long…”
Jungkook really looks at his parents in that moment, and he can feel his mother’s hand tightening around his. He sees the way his father looks older than usual, and he can hear the regret and sadness in their voices. It’s obvious they don’t want to do this, but they feel like they have to do this. Because life is meant to go on, isn’t it?
The feeling of betrayal in Jungkook’s chest melts away, leaving a heavy and achy feeling. His eyes start prickling as tears begin to gather, his lips press together while his chin quivers, and he just feels so defeated and disheartened.
He hates the thought of letting Siri go, and he hates that this will mean he’s giving up on her.
But it’s been two years already…
There’s been no sign of Siri, and now with his parent’s words of worry, Jungkook’s hope dwindles to a piece of string stretched to its limit.
A tear slips down his cheek as his gaze drops to the gold wedding band on his left ring finger. He doesn’t want to stop looking for Siri, but at what point do you draw the line and stop searching? Especially when everything he’s done so far has produced no results.
All Jungkook feels is pain and sickness in the pit of his stomach as he starts to think that maybe it’s time for that string to snap.
Siri… I love you…
I’m so sorry…
But I tried…
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A few weeks later…
“Are you fucking serious right now?!” Jungkook yells angrily at his father while in his work office. “It’s only been three DAYS since we had Siri’s funeral, and you’re telling me I have to marry someone so our company doesn’t collapse?!”
Jin, who stands off to the side with a stack of documents in hand, immediately frowns. “Yah, Jungkook-ah, watch your tone. That’s your father—”
“It’s alright, Seokjin,” Seokho says, lifting a hand slightly to stop him while his eyes never leave his son. “I understand why he’s upset.”
Jin presses his lips together and says nothing more, although concern is still all over his face. He knew Jungkook would hate this conversation, and he even warned Jungkook’s father it wasn’t going to go down well, but the father had to do this.
Seokho exhales slowly before speaking again. “Son… I know this is sudden, but you need to—”
“NO!” Jungkook cuts in. “I couldn’t give two shits about the company right now—”
“You have to care,” his father interrupts with a firmer voice.
“Well screw the goddamn company!” Jungkook shouts back. “I don’t want it if I don’t have Siri working alongside me, and I don’t want it if I have to marry someone else!”
Seokho’s expression hardens at his son. “Don’t you dare. Don’t you put all my hard work down the drain just because your heart isn’t in it.”
Jungkook could only clench his jaw and give his father a glare.
“I worked my entire life to build what we have,” Seokho continues, “and I understand you don’t want to do this without her. Trust me, I…” He exhales with regret. “I’ve loved that girl like she was my own daughter, Jungkook-ah.”
Said man could see his father meant it, but it didn’t really soften his anger.
“But life doesn’t stop,” Seokho goes on. “These last two years with the searching, the resources used, and with everything we’ve poured into finding her, it’s all taken a serious toll on the company. In order to recover and stabilise, we need a strong alliance—and I’m sorry son, truly I am—but you need to marry someone. If we don’t act soon, we risk losing everything—including the Dawson’s side of the company.”
That last line makes Jungkook’s expression waver.
“Don’t let Jack and Siri’s hard work go to waste,” his father adds softly. “Let’s keep their legacy alive. And to do that… we need you to do this.”
The room goes quiet as Jungkook looks away from his father, down to the photoframe of him and Siri on their wedding day sitting on his desk. He also has a few other small photoframes of them together, as well as photos of just her. He looks at each one with his jaw still clenched, his hands tight in fists, his breathing is heavier, and his eyes are stinging.
Jungkook hates this. All of it. The timing, the situation, the thought of marrying anyone else. He doesn’t want to do it. He doesn’t want to call someone else his wife. He doesn't want to be intimate with anyone else. Heck, he’s still grieving and mourning for fuck sake!
But the thought of losing her side of the company, and of letting everything Siri and her father worked for disappear… It was a low fucking blow for his father to mention them like that, but it hits Jungkook right in the heart.
He squeezes his eyes shut for a long second, swallows the thick lump in his throat down, and he takes deep breaths to try to calm the ache in his chest, urging his tears to go away.
“...Fine,” Jungkook says reluctantly through gritted teeth.
Seokho exhales, releasing some of the tension within him. “Thank you, son. Woobin and I have spoken, and Jennie will—”
“OH HELL NO!” Jungkook snaps instantly, his head whipping back towards his father with wide unbelieving and betrayed eyes. “I will NOT marry Jennie! No fuckin’ way!”
His father’s expression hardens again. “Jungkook, she’s the best fit for—”
“NO!” Jungkook shakes his head firmly. “I won’t do it! I can’t do that to Siri!”
“Son, it’s just for the comp—”
“FUCK the company!” Jungkook cuts his father off again as his anger is back in full force. “It can go down! It can collapse! I don’t care! I’m not marrying her! I don’t even like her!”
“Jungkook-ah—”
“I will NOT marry Jennie!” he shouts as his tears finally slip down while he shakes his head in refusal, trying to stand his ground. “Anyone but her!”
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Back to the past…
When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. That’s what people say, right?
Make something good out of something sour. Turn misfortune into opportunity. Find a way forward, no matter what you’re handed. And if life closes one door, it opens another, yes?
But what about when life drops someone into your path? Someone who wasn’t meant to be there. Someone who changes everything just by existing in your space. What do you do then?
In a quiet, rural country, the steady beeping of a machine fills a small room. A hand could be felt squeezing another hand, and eyelids could be seen fluttering open.
A deep, masculine gasp is made next, and that person’s heart races.
A brunette with blue eyes blinks up at the ceiling, feeling disoriented as her brows knit together in confusion. Something already doesn’t feel right, and this place doesn’t feel familiar.
Her eyes lazily wanders, taking in the white sterile-looking room where she then sees him.
A man stands by her bedside, tall, dark hair, and handsome. His warm hand is wrapped around hers, but the second her eyes drop to where they’re joined, he quickly lets her go, almost like he shouldn’t have been holding her hand in the first place.
Her blue eyes flick back up to his face with her confusion deepening. He gives her an awkward smile—a boxy one, which she strangely found to be cute.
The woman parts her lips to say something, but she could only croak a sound as her throat is dry. The man quickly realises she wants to speak, and so he gets a cup of water with a straw to help.
The woman looks at him curiously as she takes slow sips, and when she’s had enough water, her voice comes out weak and slightly croaky. “W-where a-am I?”
“You’re at our town hospital,” the man answers gently. “I found you and you were in pretty bad shape. You must have been in some kind of accident.”
“An… acci…dent…?” she repeats, feeling quite befuddled as to how she came to be here. She looks around slowly, taking in the IV drip, the cords connected to her, and the machine matching her heart beat.
Her brows then furrow deeper as she looks at the man again. “W-who… who are you?”
“I’m Taehyung,” he says softly with a smile.
“T-Tae… Tae…hyung…” she murmurs, trying to see if she can remember that name, but nothing comes to her.
“I’ll go call the doctor,” he says after a moment, taking a step back to go. “You’ve been in a coma for about five months, so they’ll want to know you’re awake.”
She watches him, still puzzled, and as he turns to leave, she starts to panic.
“W-Wait! T-Taehyung?”
He freezes and glances back at the woman before stepping closer to her again, giving her his full attention.
She takes a moment as her eyes look around the room again, then she looks down to her own hands. She sees a gold band on her left ring finger, as well as a beautiful, sparkly diamond ring right next to it. However, while looking at them, she frowns because she doesn’t feel anything except more confusion.
She then looks back up at Taehyung, her eyes filled with uncertainty.
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Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~4500
>Chapter Warnings: mentions of death/dead body, suicidal thoughts, alcohol as coping mechanism
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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Private plane… reportedly malfunctioned… aircraft is confirmed to have burst… Said to be carrying… Serena Jeon…
Not yet known if there are any survivors… is unlikely anyone could have survived…
Those are the words Jungkook hears when the announcement is made on the news after a frantic Namjoon called him to watch it. He had sounded so serious on the phone, Jungkook instantly felt his heart lurch. Anxiety was a feeling he’s tried to push away ever since Siri told him she had to leave for a few days, but now that feeling is back and it’s so much worse than before.
Jungkook is in his office at D&J Enterprises—the office that he and Siri share since they’re both the CEOs—and all he could do is stare at the TV, trying to process what the news anchor said.
Private plane… Malfunctioned… Carrying Serena Jeon… Unlikely anyone could have survived…
Jungkook feels his chest pounding loudly like drums, and his entire body is filled with a sense of dread. He starts heaving quickly, his breathing almost going the same pace as his heart, and his fingers curl into fists, turning his skin almost totally white as he tries to stop them from shaking, but it was of no use.
Plane… Burst… Serena Jeon…
That’s… Th-That’s my wife… That’s my best friend… That’s the woman who’s going to make me a father soon…
Jungkook’s vision gets blurry as tears brim his eyes, and he finds it’s hard to breathe now. He didn’t think his intuition would be correct. He couldn’t believe this was happening.
But I saw her this morning… I gave her a kiss and waved at her as the taxi drove off…
She said she’d be back in three days…
Suddenly, his office doors fly open with a panicked Jin and Hoseok coming through. Jin is the lawyer for Siri and Jungkook’s company, while Hoseok works as their chief of finance and human resources.
“Jungkook-ah!” Jin says with urgency. “Have you seen—”
But Jin cuts himself off because he could see the shock and devastation on Jungkook’s face. The maknae is standing there staring at the TV with his body shaking like a leaf, skin as pale as a ghost, and his doe eyes are watery and wide with disbelief.
Jungkook gulps before his teary eyes glances at his friends, then he whimpers in an almost pleading way as he says, “Hyung…”
“This isn’t happening, right?” he asks with a small, shaky voice as tears start to slip down his cheeks. “She’s… She’s not… Sh-She can’t be…”
Neither Jin nor Hoseok could answer due to the thick lump in their throats, but the look on their faces said it all. Both of them were trying hard to purse their lips together to stop their chins from trembling, and their eyes were teary just like Jungkook’s.
Seeing his hyung’s reactions, Jungkook’s chest starts heaving even more with panic coursing through him. Oh god. No… No…
With wide eyes and a gasp, Jin quickly runs over with his arms out as soon as he sees Jungkook’s face contort with pain and he starts to slump over. Hobi is right there with Jin, and they manage to catch Jungkook just before his knees give out, but they all still end up hitting the floor.
Jungkook clutches at Jin’s shirt as he drops his head to his chest, and a broken sob erupts from him. His whole body shakes as he cries a cry so heartbroken and loud.
Every breath he takes fucking hurts as if someone is stabbing his chest over and over. Every sound from his throat freaking burns as if he was swallowing a hot piece of metal. Every tear falling from his eyes stings as if he had been peppersprayed. Every beat of his heart feels like it’s writhing in pain. Jungkook has never felt anything like this before. It was utterly excruciating; everything just makes him want to die rather than live to endure it.
“Sh-she can’t—!” he croaks through his tears. “Sh-she can’t be gone!—Oh god, our babyyyy!!”
Jungkook’s gut-wrenching sobs reverberate through the office and through the walls. His cries were loud enough that staff outside could hear him. They were also in shock since the news was spreading quickly.
All Jin and Hobi could do is hug their maknae tight as their own faces crumple with hot tears falling down their faces. Siri was one of their best friends too, she was their little sis. How could this be happening? Did they really lose her?
“Noooooo!!!” was all anyone could hear from their CEO’s office. "It's not true! It's not truuuuue!!!"
It was a cry that would haunt a few people… and it was a day that would haunt Jungkook forever.
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“I don’t care what you have to do!” Jungkook’s father, Seokho, growls into his phone as he paces around the living room in the Jeon family mansion. “Don’t tell me their chances are low! Just find them!”
It’s been five days since the dreadful incident, and everyone is still on edge, and some were even losing hope.
“If there’s even a one-percent chance any one of them could be alive, we’ll keep searching!” Seokho barks at the person on the other end.
He listens to the person’s reply, then drags his hand through his aging grey hair in frustration, “Don’t give me excuses! Send every qualified person out there! I want divers! I want helicopters! I want ships! I want everyone! You have to find something for us! And someone better be looking at how the crash happened in the first place!!”
While his father is trying to make sure there’s a search party, Jungkook is on the couch as still as a statue. His eyes are sunken in with tiredness, as well as swollen and red, but they’re dry now. He’s all cried out to the point he feels empty and numb inside, and his gaze is fixed somewhere ahead, staring blankly at nothing.
All his best friends are here surrounding him, including Hwasa and Jessi, and even Jennie and her father were here. Her father is in the kitchen area, also on the phone trying to call people, while she’s sitting by a window near the dining area, keeping to herself as she knows she’s not particularly liked by Jungkook and his friends.
However, there is a faint sadness in Jennie’s expression even though it doesn’t really match everyone else’s in the room since she wasn’t especially fond of Siri herself. Still, the situation is very saddening and Jennie understands that.
On the couch with Jungkook is his mother, Haneul. She sits beside him with her hand wrapped tightly around his. Her thumb keeps rubbing over his knuckles as a form of desperate comfort because she’s afraid of whatever is running through his mind.
Part of Jungkook is so numb and hollow that he can’t even really feel his mother holding his hand. His mind is only on her. His first and only love. And he’s blaming himself for what happened.
Jungkook had a feeling something could go wrong, and he didn’t stop Siri from leaving. He feels he should’ve followed his gut and thinks he could’ve prevented her from going. He thinks that if maybe he had just pushed harder for her to not go, then maybe she wouldn’t have. He thinks that he could’ve suggested she go another day—a day when they could’ve gone together.
Part of him also thinks that he should’ve gotten on that plane with her because then at least he could’ve died with her and their unborn baby. Life isn’t worth living anymore if Siri’s not in it. What’s the point in anything now?
As if she could sense Jungkook’s thoughts going into a dark place, his mother squeezes his hand. “Jungkook-ah?”
He blinks at his name, but his face stays sullen as he turns his head slightly to look at his mother.
“She’s still alive, okay? Have some faith. Remember how strong our Siri is.” Haneul smiles to reassure him, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Jungkook feels a pinch to his hollow chest because he knows his mother is just trying to stay positive for him. He swallows thickly and does a small nod to appease her, but his eyes don’t stay on her for long. His gaze goes back to staring blankly straight ahead instead.
As much as he wants Siri to be alive, the chances are near impossible, and deep down Jungkook’s not sure he can believe it.
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A month passes and nothing gets better as there’s still no sign of Siri, or even her parents. No bodies have been found at all, only broken parts of the private plane in the ocean.
Jungkook hasn’t been to work ever since the incident which all his staff understood. But not going to work made him resort to trying to take the pain away.
Liquor bottles started to pile up in his and Siri’s home. It was just something to take the edge off, something to stop the flashbacks of that day recurring in his head, but the alcohol didn’t really work since pieces of Siri were everywhere in photos and her clothes.
Jungkook could still hear her and see her when he was drunk. Every time it happened he would sob loudly and apologise to her ghost that he should’ve stopped her from leaving, and he should’ve held onto her tighter. He should’ve done more.
That’s what he’s doing now while standing on the edge of his and Siri’s apartment building.
It’s late at night, it’s cold, and Jungkook has drunk a few bottles of liquor already today—shit, he’s still holding a bottle now.
He sways slightly in his drunken state, looking out at the city lights below him as he takes a sip of the alcohol.
“I should’ve—” he slurs to himself. “I sh-should’ve made her stay…”
His chest heaves as tears streak down his face once again. “Sh-Should’ve told her… b-but I didn’t… I didn’t s-stop her…”
Behind him, multiple footsteps approach slowly and carefully.
“Kook…” Namjoon says his name calmly even though he and the others are internally freaking out that Jungkook might actually jump. “Come on, man. Let’s not get too close to the edge now.”
Jin, Hobi, and Yoongi side-eye each other as they spread out, trying to get as close as they can to Jungkook without startling him.
“We got you some samgyeopsal,” Hobi tells him. “It’s your favourite, Kookie. How about we head back down and fill your belly with some food?”
Jungkook ignores their words and lets out a broken, humourless laugh, shaking his head as tears continue to fall. “She’s gone because of me! Both of them!”
He sways a little more and takes another sip from his bottle.
“I sh-should’ve done more… I should’ve—” His voice breaks as his hand comes up to his face as if to hide from the shame and regret he was feeling. “I sh-should’ve p-protected them…”
“You couldn’t have known,” Jin says softly, taking a small step closer to him. “None of this is your fault.”
Jungkook listens this time and shakes his head. “No! No, it is my fault! I let her go… What k-kind of—” He chokes a little between his crying. “What kind of husband does that?!”
Hobi’s eyes glisten as his hands clench at his sides. “Jungkook-ah…” he says through gritted teeth, trying to control how frightened he is. “Please come down from there. We don’t want to lose you too.”
But Jungkook doesn’t listen, shifting his foot slightly closer to the edge instead. He looks down and sniffles, feeling his tears sliding down his cheeks and off the tip of his nose.
“If I just… If I just go… then I can see her again…”
“Jungkook,” Namjoon says his name more firmly as his heart hammers harder. “Don’t. Don’t you dare take another step.”
There’s silence for a moment as it appears Jungkook is actually contemplating it when he keeps looking down over the edge.
But that little moment was their chance! Yoongi, who had been as silent and as slinky as a cat, gradually crept up behind Jungkook, managing to swiftly lunge forward and grab him by the shirt, yanking him back from the edge.
“Yahhhh!” Jungkook stumbles back as the bottle slips from his hand and shatters on the ground.
Yoongi doesn’t let him go though. He keeps pulling Jungkook back till he’s close enough to hug him tight from behind, and then Yoongi keeps walking back until they’re at a safe distance away from the edge.
Jin, Namjoon and Hoseok rush in straight away to help steady Jungkook as he struggles weakly since his movements are slightly slow and clumsy from the alcohol.
“Yaahhhh, let gooo!” Jungkook cries as he reaches out in front of him, wanting to get back on the ledge. “I need to go! I need to see her! I need to be with her!”
“Sorry, Kook!” Yoongi says from behind him. “But you’re not going anywhere!”
Jungkook’s strength gives out and his body sags in his friend’s hold. He sobs with defeat and exhaustion as he says, “I c-can’t… I can’t do this anymore… I can’t live without her…”
Hobi hugs him from the front, crying while holding him tightly as Jungkook completely breaks down like he did the first time a month ago. Jin comes closer, placing one hand on Jungkook’s shoulder as his own tears fall. Yoongi keeps hugging Jungkook from behind as he tries to blink away the water in his eyes, and Namjoon exhales shakily with relief, placing his hand on his heart that was trying to calm down before he stepped closer too.
Jungkook just bawls for a while, and his friends are there throughout it all, also crying.
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Two weeks later…
“…a body has been recovered along the coastline earlier this week. Authorities have now confirmed the identity as Jack Dawson who was a passenger and owner of the private plane crash seven weeks ago—”
As soon as Jungkook hears this news, hope lights up within him. If Jack’s body was close enough to the shore to be found, then that means Siri could be close too.
This time, rather than cry and mourn, Jungkook gets himself out of his alcoholic depression and goes into action, getting who he can to help. He organises expanding the search of the ocean where the plane broke up, as well as along the beaches and coastlines near where Jack’s body was found. No expense is spared, and no effort is held back.
Over the next few months, boats are deployed all over again, divers swim in and out of the sea, and helicopters sweep across the ocean and coastlines, scanning every piece of land where something could have washed ashore.
Jungkook is involved in all of it, hardly ever eating or sleeping, but he’s fully present and much more active compared to when the plane incident initially happened. He watches all the footage and listens in on every update, and every time a team checks in and a location is cleared, his heart sinks, but he doesn’t stop looking for Siri. He can’t stop.
Sure, the chances were low, but Jungkook was determined to find her body. Dead or alive, it didn’t matter. He just needed to find her so he could put his mind at ease, and so his heart wouldn’t feel as broken as it had been. He also wants to be able to put his lover and their unborn baby to rest, as well as have a place to go to when he needs her.
Since the day she left, Jungkook’s had Siri’s clothes to go to whenever he misses her. He even lays out his shirt she usually wears next to him when he sleeps. It doesn’t smell like her anymore—and of course it doesn’t because it’s been six months already—but he likes to pretend it does.
When a year passes, Jungkook still hasn’t planned a funeral for Siri as he refuses to accept she’s gone. He also hasn’t moved or changed a thing in their home, just in case by some miracle, she comes back to him alive.
But as more weeks and months pass by with no sign of her, Jungkook’s hope slowly withers, just like his heart does. However, there is always a little sliver of hope he just can’t get rid of, and that’s what keeps him wanting to search for Siri.
To help with the ache and emptiness he feels though, rather than resorting to alcohol like he did at the beginning, Jungkook goes to the gym frequently, and gets piercings and tattoos to make him feel something, but they were also to commemorate her and their past.
When it’s around two years since the incident, Jungkook’s parents decide they need to talk to him. As much as they don't want to do this, they don’t want to see their son withering away like he has been for these past couple of years.
“Jungkook-ah,” his mother says to him softly one day, reaching for his hand to hold it gently, the same way she held it since the beginning of the incident. “Your father and I have been putting this off for as long as we can because we don’t want to do this either, but… We think it’s time.”
“Time for what?” he asks curiously.
“It’s time to let Siri go, son,” his father answers. “It’s time to move on.”
Jungkook’s heart drops and he frowns as he just sits there. He feels betrayed by his parents for suggesting such an outrageous thing. How could they give up on her? On their daughter-in-law? On a member of their family? On the love of his life?
But then his mother says with concern, “We just can’t keep watching you like this. You’re losing yourself, Jungkook-ah…”
His father then pats his knee, looking at him solemnly, “It’s been two years… We don’t want to accept it either, but…” Seokho exhales with a heavy heart. “It’s just been too long…”
Jungkook really looks at his parents in that moment, and he can feel his mother’s hand tightening around his. He sees the way his father looks older than usual, and he can hear the regret and sadness in their voices. It’s obvious they don’t want to do this, but they feel like they have to do this. Because life is meant to go on, isn’t it?
The feeling of betrayal in Jungkook’s chest melts away, leaving a heavy and achy feeling. His eyes start prickling as tears begin to gather, his lips press together while his chin quivers, and he just feels so defeated and disheartened.
He hates the thought of letting Siri go, and he hates that this will mean he’s giving up on her.
But it’s been two years already…
There’s been no sign of Siri, and now with his parent’s words of worry, Jungkook’s hope dwindles to a piece of string stretched to its limit.
A tear slips down his cheek as his gaze drops to the gold wedding band on his left ring finger. He doesn’t want to stop looking for Siri, but at what point do you draw the line and stop searching? Especially when everything he’s done so far has produced no results.
All Jungkook feels is pain and sickness in the pit of his stomach as he starts to think that maybe it’s time for that string to snap.
Siri… I love you…
I’m so sorry…
But I tried…
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A few weeks later…
“Are you fucking serious right now?!” Jungkook yells angrily at his father while in his work office. “It’s only been three DAYS since we had Siri’s funeral, and you’re telling me I have to marry someone so our company doesn’t collapse?!”
Jin, who stands off to the side with a stack of documents in hand, immediately frowns. “Yah, Jungkook-ah, watch your tone. That’s your father—”
“It’s alright, Seokjin,” Seokho says, lifting a hand slightly to stop him while his eyes never leave his son. “I understand why he’s upset.”
Jin presses his lips together and says nothing more, although concern is still all over his face. He knew Jungkook would hate this conversation, and he even warned Jungkook’s father it wasn’t going to go down well, but the father had to do this.
Seokho exhales slowly before speaking again. “Son… I know this is sudden, but you need to—”
“NO!” Jungkook cuts in. “I couldn’t give two shits about the company right now—”
“You have to care,” his father interrupts with a firmer voice.
“Well screw the goddamn company!” Jungkook shouts back. “I don’t want it if I don’t have Siri working alongside me, and I don’t want it if I have to marry someone else!”
Seokho’s expression hardens at his son. “Don’t you dare. Don’t you put all my hard work down the drain just because your heart isn’t in it.”
Jungkook could only clench his jaw and give his father a glare.
“I worked my entire life to build what we have,” Seokho continues, “and I understand you don’t want to do this without her. Trust me, I…” He exhales with regret. “I’ve loved that girl like she was my own daughter, Jungkook-ah.”
Said man could see his father meant it, but it didn’t really soften his anger.
“But life doesn’t stop,” Seokho goes on. “These last two years with the searching, the resources used, and with everything we’ve poured into finding her, it’s all taken a serious toll on the company. In order to recover and stabilise, we need a strong alliance—and I’m sorry son, truly I am—but you need to marry someone. If we don’t act soon, we risk losing everything—including the Dawson’s side of the company.”
That last line makes Jungkook’s expression waver.
“Don’t let Jack and Siri’s hard work go to waste,” his father adds softly. “Let’s keep their legacy alive. And to do that… we need you to do this.”
The room goes quiet as Jungkook looks away from his father, down to the photoframe of him and Siri on their wedding day sitting on his desk. He also has a few other small photoframes of them together, as well as photos of just her. He looks at each one with his jaw still clenched, his hands tight in fists, his breathing is heavier, and his eyes are stinging.
Jungkook hates this. All of it. The timing, the situation, the thought of marrying anyone else. He doesn’t want to do it. He doesn’t want to call someone else his wife. He doesn't want to be intimate with anyone else. Heck, he’s still grieving and mourning for fuck sake!
But the thought of losing her side of the company, and of letting everything Siri and her father worked for disappear… It was a low fucking blow for his father to mention them like that, but it hits Jungkook right in the heart.
He squeezes his eyes shut for a long second, swallows the thick lump in his throat down, and he takes deep breaths to try to calm the ache in his chest, urging his tears to go away.
“...Fine,” Jungkook says reluctantly through gritted teeth.
Seokho exhales, releasing some of the tension within him. “Thank you, son. Woobin and I have spoken, and Jennie will—”
“OH HELL NO!” Jungkook snaps instantly, his head whipping back towards his father with wide unbelieving and betrayed eyes. “I will NOT marry Jennie! No fuckin’ way!”
His father’s expression hardens again. “Jungkook, she’s the best fit for—”
“NO!” Jungkook shakes his head firmly. “I won’t do it! I can’t do that to Siri!”
“Son, it’s just for the comp—”
“FUCK the company!” Jungkook cuts his father off again as his anger is back in full force. “It can go down! It can collapse! I don’t care! I’m not marrying her! I don’t even like her!”
“Jungkook-ah—”
“I will NOT marry Jennie!” he shouts as his tears finally slip down while he shakes his head in refusal, trying to stand his ground. “Anyone but her!”
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Back to the past…
When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. That’s what people say, right?
Make something good out of something sour. Turn misfortune into opportunity. Find a way forward, no matter what you’re handed. And if life closes one door, it opens another, yes?
But what about when life drops someone into your path? Someone who wasn’t meant to be there. Someone who changes everything just by existing in your space. What do you do then?
In a quiet, rural country, the steady beeping of a machine fills a small room. A hand could be felt squeezing another hand, and eyelids could be seen fluttering open.
A deep, masculine gasp is made next, and that person’s heart races.
A brunette with blue eyes blinks up at the ceiling, feeling disoriented as her brows knit together in confusion. Something already doesn’t feel right, and this place doesn’t feel familiar.
Her eyes lazily wanders, taking in the white sterile-looking room where she then sees him.
A man stands by her bedside, tall, dark hair, and handsome. His warm hand is wrapped around hers, but the second her eyes drop to where they’re joined, he quickly lets her go, almost like he shouldn’t have been holding her hand in the first place.
Her blue eyes flick back up to his face with her confusion deepening. He gives her an awkward smile—a boxy one, which she strangely found to be cute.
The woman parts her lips to say something, but she could only croak a sound as her throat is dry. The man quickly realises she wants to speak, and so he gets a cup of water with a straw to help.
The woman looks at him curiously as she takes slow sips, and when she’s had enough water, her voice comes out weak and slightly croaky. “W-where a-am I?”
“You’re at our town hospital,” the man answers gently. “I found you and you were in pretty bad shape. You must have been in some kind of accident.”
“An… acci…dent…?” she repeats, feeling quite befuddled as to how she came to be here. She looks around slowly, taking in the IV drip, the cords connected to her, and the machine matching her heart beat.
Her brows then furrow deeper as she looks at the man again. “W-who… who are you?”
“I’m Taehyung,” he says softly with a smile.
“T-Tae… Tae…hyung…” she murmurs, trying to see if she can remember that name, but nothing comes to her.
“I’ll go call the doctor,” he says after a moment, taking a step back to go. “You’ve been in a coma for about five months, so they’ll want to know you’re awake.”
She watches him, still puzzled, and as he turns to leave, she starts to panic.
“W-Wait! T-Taehyung?”
He freezes and glances back at the woman before stepping closer to her again, giving her his full attention.
She takes a moment as her eyes look around the room again, then she looks down to her own hands. She sees a gold band on her left ring finger, as well as a beautiful, sparkly diamond ring right next to it. However, while looking at them, she frowns because she doesn’t feel anything except more confusion.
She then looks back up at Taehyung, her eyes filled with uncertainty.
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Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~4100
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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On the night of Siri’s 21st birthday, Jungkook proposed to her. The fact that they were both halfway through their final year of university didn’t deter him.
He didn’t even care if people criticised them for being too young to get engaged. Why would age matter when he’s spent the majority of his life loving her?
What was the point in waiting till they were a bit older when Jungkook knew he wanted all versions of himself—his past, present and future—to all belong to Siri?
Why wait when it was all planned anyway? Why delay the inevitable?
He had no doubts in his mind, and it wasn’t like he was rushing into something unknown since he’s basically known Siri his whole life. He’s one-billion percent certain that she is who he wants forever and always, especially after that very short breakup they had (the one that didn’t even last a full day).
That day made Jungkook realise he didn’t want to lose Siri ever again. When they got back together, his mind was already made up. He wanted their forever to start sooner rather than later.
Originally, Jungkook was going to propose to Siri on their graduation day in December, but instead, he wanted it earlier on her 21st birthday in July, just two months before his own 21st birthday.
Even though the couple were nepo-babies and were born into wealth, Jungkook kept things simple for Siri’s birthday—well… their version of simple, anyway.
With the help of both their parents, Jungkook arranged for Siri’s birthday party to be held on one of their yachts. Doing this meant the guest list could stay small and intimate, where only the people who mattered to them would be invited.
Unfortunately… that still included Jennie.
Jungkook knew Siri wouldn’t want her there (neither did he or their friends), but it couldn’t be helped since Jennie’s father was friends with their fathers. This meant Jennie had to be there no matter how much Jungkook and Siri would’ve preferred otherwise.
But no worries! Thanks to the couple’s best friends, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon, as well as Siri’s girlies, Hwasa and Jessi, they had taken it upon themselves to act as bodyguards. They all kept a watchful eye on Jennie, making sure she was nowhere near where she shouldn’t be—far, far, faaar away from wherever Jungkook and Siri were. Nothing was going to ruin the couple’s night, and their friends made sure of it.
When the time came, Siri was completely gobsmacked by the proposal. She hadn’t expected it at all. She thought that step of their lives would happen after they graduated university, or maybe even after they’ve worked for a year or two together at their father’s companies.
But when Jungkook got down on one knee, right there in front of her while holding the prettiest sparkling diamond ring with his doe eyes so sure of her and of this, Siri knew she wanted it too. She didn’t care if it was too soon, if anything, she actually loved it. She loved how unexpected it was, and loved that it meant Jungkook couldn’t wait.
She also loved that it meant she got to call him her fiancé now rather than later, and Jungkook felt the exact same way. They both had the same thought that calling each other fiancé/fiancée around uni was way better than saying boyfriend/girlfriend.
Obviously Siri said yes, and almost everyone cheered. One particular girl and her father weren't exactly ecstatic though.
Jennie stood jealous with her arms crossed and her smile a little too tight as she watched the proposal unfold. Her father next to her didn’t even bother pretending to be happy for the couple either.
The older man was still bitter about what happened 17 years ago. He still hated the fact that all of this was the result of a silly little four year old boy making the wrong choice—well, wrong in his opinion, anyway.
But who cares about them!
After all the congratulations were said and done, the best friends of the couple were in their own little corner with their drinks in hand while they watched their newly engaged friends chatting away enthusiastically with their parents.
“Who d’ya reckon will be Kookie’s best man?” Hoseok asked the others with a sunny grin.
“Bags not!” Yoongi said instantly as he lifted his hand to press his thumb to his forehead.
“Aww, why not?” Hwasa teased with a smirk (although she and everyone else knew Yoongi was the most introverted one here and didn’t really like having attention on him).
“I don’t wanna be planning anything,” he answered honestly. “Just wanna drink a shit tonne of alcohol, and hopefully root a chick on the day.”
Jin looked at him with wide eyes, “Yaahh, Yoongi, you can’t be saying that!”
“What?” Yoongi grinned cheekily. “Of course I’ll be there for our two favourite maknaes as well. I’ll chip in with ideas and help pay for the bachelor party, but I don't want any major responsibilities. Fuck that.”
“Well, whoever Kook chooses,” Namjoon started, “let’s not get shitty with each other over it, yeah?”
“Of course not,” Hoseok said it like it was so obvious. He then looked to Jessi and Hwasa, “Who do you ladies reckon Siri will pick as maid of honour out of you two?”
“Oh, Hwasa can take that title!” Jessi said straight away. “I ain’t good at planning shit.”
The group laughed and nodded because yes, they knew Jessi to be the one that went with the flow, did spontaneous things, and always arrived at an event fabulously at the last minute—but she’s never actually late, though!
Jin’s smile dropped just a smidge as he glanced off toward the rest of the party. He then said lowly to the group, “We all know what we’ve gotta do if Jennie’s at the wedding, right?”
Namjoon let out a quiet chuckle as he nodded. “Yep.”
Hwasa snorted, “Obviously. Do exactly what we did tonight.”
Jessi lifted her champagne to her lips while her eyes held a hint of mischievousness. “I’ll keep a glass of red wine handy. Just in case that little hoe shows up in white.”
“Oh god,” Hoseok laughed. “I can actually see her doing that.”
“Exactly.” Jessi nodded after taking a sip. “We definitely can’t let her get away with that. And actually… might be a good idea if we all keep a glass of red handy.”
Yoongi snickered at that. “Sounds like a good plan. I’d love to see her face if we had to ‘accidentally’ spill it on her.”
Laughter passed through the group, and they all felt good knowing that they would always be there for their maknaes.
Fortunately, when the couple’s wedding day arrived (three months after Siri and Jungkook graduated), none of their friends had to spill any red wine because Jennie showed up in a deep green dress.
While green was the colour of envy, it seemed like Jennie had finally given up on trying to get Jungkook. He had always expressed he never wanted her, and every attempt she made to wedge herself between the couple never really worked. Now he was literally about to get married which meant there was no room for denial anymore. Even Jennie’s father, who was still far from pleased, had to accept it all.
Even though Siri and Jungkook didn’t want anything too extravagant for their wedding day, their mothers had other plans. It would be the couple's one and only wedding, so it had to be big. Plus, it wasn’t like they couldn’t afford it.
Ever since the couple were four years old, the whole prince and princess thing had been a sweet little roleplay their mothers adored. Because of this, they took it upon themselves to bring that childhood dream to life and give the couple a fairytale wedding, ensuring the two of them would be married in an actual castle in New Zealand, with both families going halves to make it happen.
When the couple were getting ready with their respective bridesmaids and groomsmen, neither Jungkook nor Siri were nervous or got cold feet. It was the total opposite to that. They were impatient. Of course they've enjoyed calling each other fiancé/fiancée for the past year, but now they were more excited to call each other husband and wife (or more like hubby and wifey).
The moment Jungkook saw Siri at the end of the aisle with her father, she took his breath away. She was the most beautiful he had ever seen her, so much so that his eyes welled with tears.
Just like their mothers, Jungkook had pictured this day since he was four years old—although it’s a little different from when he first imagined it. He wasn’t dressed like some fairytale prince with a wooden sword on his belt, Siri didn’t have her hair in pigtails, she wasn’t dressed in a bright sparkly yellow dress with glittery wings on her back, and neither of them had jewelled crowns on their heads.
No, this reality was so much better than his four year old self’s imagination.
What made it even better, and what made it even harder for Jungkook to keep his composure and not bawl like a baby, was when Siri got closer to him down the aisle, he noticed a particular accessory on her.
A crown of daisies sat prettily on her head.
Seeing that on her made Jungkook think back to the first day they met, when he found her making a daisy chain crown which she ended up giving to him to wear.
Back then their daisy chain crowns had been uneven and very flimsy since the stems could easily break. But this crown Siri wore was much more sturdier, more intricate and professionally made, and much prettier with small bits of baby's breath woven in between.
The crown may be different from when they were four years old, but the feelings it brought to Jungkook were exactly the same. A burst of happiness, total warmth, butterflies, and joy.
It’s also why he had a daisy chain engraved onto his and Siri’s wedding bands.
Jungkook couldn't help but tear up and let out a shaky breath as a smile slid onto his lips, because even after all these years, it seems they’re still the same two kids at heart. He finally felt like a real prince because Siri looked like a real princess walking towards him.
When she saw Jungkook crying, it made her tear up too. But when Siri started to tear up, it created a domino effect of tears for their friends and family.
Their mothers were obviously blubbering messes seeing how happy their children were. Jungkook’s father smiled with tears brimming his eyes. Hwasa and Jessi were blinking repeatedly, trying (and failing) to keep their own tears in. Jin pressed his lips together while his eyes were glossy. Hobi wiped at his cheeks without a care. Namjoon (the best man!) had to take in deep breaths and exhale softly to compose himself, although he did let out a sniffle. And even Yoongi had to clear his throat and turn his head to rub at his eyes, pretending something was in them.
When Siri finally reached the end of the aisle, her father gently placed her hand into Jungkook’s where neither of them could stop smiling tearily. And then, standing in front of them, was one of their best friends. Kim Seokjin.
For most of his life, Jin has watched Siri and Jungkook grow from being those annoying little shits who always wanted to play with him, to becoming adults who he (and their other friends) couldn’t live without. The couple were like his little brother and sister.
Even though he was a lawyer, Jin had gone out of his way to get himself ordained, just so he could be the one to marry his two youngest best friends—just like he did when they all played together when they were younger. It was his wedding gift to them.
Yes, Siri and Jungkook’s wedding was truly one of the best days of their lives, but there was an even better day coming for them after their wedding.
It wasn’t their honeymoon in Bora Bora, and it wasn’t the day their fathers’ companies finally merged, placing both Siri and Jungkook, side by side as joint CEOs. Their next ‘best’ day came two and a half years later, on Jungkook’s 24th birthday.
It was a Saturday morning when Siri got up early to make her husband a yummy breakfast. She cooked all his favourites and placed a medium sized box wrapped in blue and pink ribbons next to his plate.
Jungkook had pouted playfully, telling Siri she didn’t need to get him a gift, and that all he wanted was to go somewhere quiet where no one knew their high-profile status, be together, and eat cake.
Siri had smirked and told him he was going to love the gift, and she even said that it was something she couldn’t take back or get a refund on, so he had to open the present.
Jungkook, clearly missing the hints regarding the gift, rolled his eyes with a grin as he took the box and undid the ribbons.
When he finally opened it, he just stared at the two objects inside with his doe eyes wide with confusion. Siri chuckled as she could tell his brain needed a moment to piece together the long stick saying the word ‘positive’ on it, alongside the white knitted little baby booties.
“Happy birthday, my Kookie,” she said softly to him, her heart pounding hard with excitement when she heard Jungkook mumble a ‘holy shit.’
A shaky laugh escaped him as he went to pick up the adorable little baby booties. When he looked back up at his wife, just like on their wedding day, his eyes were brimmed with happy tears.
“This for real?” he asked with a hopeful smile. “My baby’s having a baby?”
Siri laughed lightly, already tearing up as she nodded. “Our baby, baby. I’m having our baby.”
As soon as Jungkook blinked, his tears of joy fell. He put the little baby booties down on the table before he pulled Siri onto his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around her while he stuffed his face into the crook of her neck. She could hear him laughing and sniffling from crying, but she could also hear him say, “Thank you. Holy shit. I love you. Oh my god, this is the best birthday gift ever.”
Siri giggled, running her hand through his dark hair as she said to him, “Told you it was something I couldn’t take back.”
Jungkook chuckled as he pulled his face away to look at her again. His hands came up to cradle her face, and with no words needed to be said, they both leaned in for a deep, long kiss.
“How far along?” Jungkook asked once their lips parted.
“Nine weeks,” Siri answered, smiling sheepishly. “I’ve known for three weeks and it was so frickin hard keeping it a secret from you.”
Jungkook chuckled, “It’s okay. Definitely worth the wait getting this news on my birthday.”
His hand drifted down from Siri’s face, resting carefully over her stomach where he gently rubbed her tummy. “Our baby…” he said softly with a smile and awe in his voice.
Siri’s heart swelled at the sound of his dreamy, lovey-dovey tone, and the way he looked at her next… with love and excitement inside his galaxy-like doe eyes, she couldn’t be happier.
“We should celebrate properly!” Jungkook suddenly insisted with a big grin.
“What do you mean?” Siri chuckled. “Is this yummy breakfast I made for you not good enough?”
“Of course it is, and I appreciate it,” Jungkook pecked his wife’s lips quickly. Then his grin widened and turned mischievous. “But what I mean by ‘celebrate’... is by making more babies.”
Siri laughed loudly and lightly hit his chest. “You do realise that’s not really how it works right now, right?”
“Well, duhh~ I know you can’t get more pregnant, but it doesn’t mean I can’t try.” He bounced his eyebrows up and down.
Just as Siri started to laugh again, Jungkook was lifting her bridal style where he carried her to their bedroom to apparently ‘make more babies.’
There was a difference in him now, though. He was softer and more careful. Siri could feel it in his touch, even with how he pulled her clothes off.
When they were one, Jungkook was so overwhelmed with love and happiness that he couldn’t help but say sweet words to his wife.
“Fuck, I love you so much,” he said before kissing her while rocking his hips into her.
“Best birthday gift ever,” he mumbled as he kissed along her chest and massaged her breasts.
“I’ll give you anything and everything you want, baby,” he husked against her ear while his cock stroked her walls and her pussy tightened around him.
Siri giggled at the last line as she wrapped her legs around Jungkook’s waist, cupped his handsome face, then looked into his doe eyes as she said, “Only you, Kookie. I only want and need you.”
Her words made Jungkook’s thrusts a little slower as he pressed his forehead to hers. His hand slipped down to rest on her stomach, and with a soft smile on his lips, he whispered, “Until our little one is here.”
Siri nodded, smiling the same way as him. “Until our little one is here,” she repeated.
With that, they kissed, making-out so passionately while Jungkook’s pace gradually quickened to the point where he was fucking his wife so good, she couldn’t say anything, just moans, mewls and whimpers left her lips.
After their love-making was done, and after they were both clothed again and ready to eat breakfast, the couple chatted about when they should tell their loved ones the exciting news.
As much as Jungkook was eager to tell everyone straight away, he and Siri agreed to hold off until after the 13 week scan since the first trimester is where a lot could go wrong.
When that scan finally came, Jungkook sat beside Siri with his hand holding tightly to hers because it was going to be his first time seeing their little Kookoo.
As soon as the ultrasound started, Jungkook's eyes never left the screen in fear he would miss something. But just like every other big moment in his life with Siri, he teared up once he could see and hear the little heartbeat.
Siri squeezed his hand, smiling softly as she watched her husband more than the screen, where her own eyes became watery over his reaction alone.
Once the ultrasound was done, the couple didn't wait any longer to tell their friends and family—well, it was more like they couldn’t wait any longer. They decided to have a BBQ at the Jeon family mansion that weekend where only those they trusted and loved were invited.
At the request of the couple, this also meant no Jennie or her father.
When Siri and Jungkook finally shared the news with their friends and family, tears, laughter and tight hugs were given all around. Then, it didn’t take long before Jin decided to make things a little fun.
“Alright,” he said to their friends, “place your bets. Boy or girl?”
Yoongi snickered, “Easy. It’ll be a boy.”
Namjoon chuckled, “What makes you say that?”
“Coz Kook is a strong and fast guy. He’s the golden maknae for a reason. I’m sure his golden male swimmers would’ve won the race.”
“That does make sense,” Hobi agreed. “A mini-Kookie is probably in there.”
“I’m goin’ with a girl,” Jessi said to them.
“Same,” Hwasa nodded. “A little Siri would be so adorable. Think about all the cute dresses we could dress her up in! She’ll be such a doll!”
Namjoon tilted his head side to side in thought. “Hmm… I’m putting money on a girl too.”
“I’m gonna say boy,” Jin said next, “coz Yoongi has a point.”
Not far from their friends, Siri and Jungkook couldn’t help but overhear the debate.
“I hope it’s a little prince,” she murmured. “One who looks just like his appa.”
Jungkook’s heart practically melted on the spot. He placed his arm around Siri as he looked down at her. “I actually hope it’s a little princess,” he replied gently, brushing his thumb along her shoulder, “one who looks just like you. I hope they’ll have your blue eyes.”
Siri’s cheeks blushed a rosy pink, and as they both gazed at one another, everything around them faded. They leaned in without thinking and shared a soft, lingering kiss, but around them, people went silent as warm smiles curved on their lips while they watched the couple in their loving moment.
Everything was falling perfectly into place for Siri and Jungkook—however… Things were too good to be true, and happiness like that doesn’t always last.
A week after the BBQ, Siri had to leave.
It was meant to be just for a few days; a small trip to Switzerland with her parents as her mother, Rose, was sick with the big C. They’re travelling together to get Rose settled into a specialised hospital that would give her the best possible care.
Jungkook was worried about his pregnant wife flying, but Siri reassured him that their doctor—and one of their best friends, Dr Kim Namjoon—said it was okay.
“We’ve passed 13 weeks, Kookie,” she reminded him softly. “I’m just over 14 weeks now, and everything’s been good so far. Joonie said it was okay for me to fly.”
Jungkook still didn’t look convinced though, and his tummy was churning since something just didn’t feel right to him.
“I’ll only be gone for three days,” Siri added. “That’s not that long. We’ve been apart for longer before.”
Three days. It sounded short and it should be manageable, but Jungkook just couldn’t shake the feeling he had. His golden intuition was telling him that something was going to go wrong.
“I’ll come with you,” he insisted. “I want to be there. Your parents are my family too.”
Siri’s parents have always treated Jungkook like their own, calling him ‘son’ without hesitation, just like his parents did with Siri, calling her their precious daughter-in-law ever since she was a child, loving her as if she was their actual daughter.
But Siri shook her head gently, stepping closer to Jungkook to hold his face. “You know you can’t come,” she says sympathetically. “The company event is on and you have to be there. One of us needs to represent us, and it has to be you.”
Jungkook exhaled with frustration. He wasn’t angry at Siri, but at the situation and the timing. He felt like he was stuck at a crossroads when all he wanted to do was stay right by her side.
In the end, he knew his wife was right that one of them had to be here for the company, and so he reluctantly nodded.
“Three days,” Jungkook repeated, more so to himself than to her.
He continued to tell himself that up until Siri had to leave two days later. Just three days, and then she’ll be back. She’s allowed to fly while pregnant. She and our baby will be okay.
But Jungkook should’ve kissed Siri longer the morning of her flight.
Even though he had made love to her the night before, he should’ve done it again that morning too.
He should’ve held her just a little tighter when they hugged goodbye. He should’ve kissed her belly and said ‘I love you’ one more time to her and their baby.
Jungkook should’ve told Siri not to go, but he did let her go, believing there would be a next time because there always was a next time.
But not long after the plane Siri was on took off… Tragedy struck.
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“Breaking news just in!
A private plane owned by Jack Dawson, a prominent business mogul and chairman of Dawson Industries, has reportedly malfunctioned mid-flight, and the aircraft is confirmed to have burst over the sea after an in-flight breakup.
It was said to be carrying Jack Dawson himself, as well as his wife, Rose Dawson, and their daughter Serena Jeon.
It is not yet known if there are any survivors, however, aviation officials have warned that it is unlikely anyone could have survived considering the circumstances.”
Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~4100
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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On the night of Siri’s 21st birthday, Jungkook proposed to her. The fact that they were both halfway through their final year of university didn’t deter him.
He didn’t even care if people criticised them for being too young to get engaged. Why would age matter when he’s spent the majority of his life loving her?
What was the point in waiting till they were a bit older when Jungkook knew he wanted all versions of himself—his past, present and future—to all belong to Siri?
Why wait when it was all planned anyway? Why delay the inevitable?
He had no doubts in his mind, and it wasn’t like he was rushing into something unknown since he’s basically known Siri his whole life. He’s one-billion percent certain that she is who he wants forever and always, especially after that very short breakup they had (the one that didn’t even last a full day).
That day made Jungkook realise he didn’t want to lose Siri ever again. When they got back together, his mind was already made up. He wanted their forever to start sooner rather than later.
Originally, Jungkook was going to propose to Siri on their graduation day in December, but instead, he wanted it earlier on her 21st birthday in July, just two months before his own 21st birthday.
Even though the couple were nepo-babies and were born into wealth, Jungkook kept things simple for Siri’s birthday—well… their version of simple, anyway.
With the help of both their parents, Jungkook arranged for Siri’s birthday party to be held on one of their yachts. Doing this meant the guest list could stay small and intimate, where only the people who mattered to them would be invited.
Unfortunately… that still included Jennie.
Jungkook knew Siri wouldn’t want her there (neither did he or their friends), but it couldn’t be helped since Jennie’s father was friends with their fathers. This meant Jennie had to be there no matter how much Jungkook and Siri would’ve preferred otherwise.
But no worries! Thanks to the couple’s best friends, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon, as well as Siri’s girlies, Hwasa and Jessi, they had taken it upon themselves to act as bodyguards. They all kept a watchful eye on Jennie, making sure she was nowhere near where she shouldn’t be—far, far, faaar away from wherever Jungkook and Siri were. Nothing was going to ruin the couple’s night, and their friends made sure of it.
When the time came, Siri was completely gobsmacked by the proposal. She hadn’t expected it at all. She thought that step of their lives would happen after they graduated university, or maybe even after they’ve worked for a year or two together at their father’s companies.
But when Jungkook got down on one knee, right there in front of her while holding the prettiest sparkling diamond ring with his doe eyes so sure of her and of this, Siri knew she wanted it too. She didn’t care if it was too soon, if anything, she actually loved it. She loved how unexpected it was, and loved that it meant Jungkook couldn’t wait.
She also loved that it meant she got to call him her fiancé now rather than later, and Jungkook felt the exact same way. They both had the same thought that calling each other fiancé/fiancée around uni was way better than saying boyfriend/girlfriend.
Obviously Siri said yes, and almost everyone cheered. One particular girl and her father weren't exactly ecstatic though.
Jennie stood jealous with her arms crossed and her smile a little too tight as she watched the proposal unfold. Her father next to her didn’t even bother pretending to be happy for the couple either.
The older man was still bitter about what happened 17 years ago. He still hated the fact that all of this was the result of a silly little four year old boy making the wrong choice—well, wrong in his opinion, anyway.
But who cares about them!
After all the congratulations were said and done, the best friends of the couple were in their own little corner with their drinks in hand while they watched their newly engaged friends chatting away enthusiastically with their parents.
“Who d’ya reckon will be Kookie’s best man?” Hoseok asked the others with a sunny grin.
“Bags not!” Yoongi said instantly as he lifted his hand to press his thumb to his forehead.
“Aww, why not?” Hwasa teased with a smirk (although she and everyone else knew Yoongi was the most introverted one here and didn’t really like having attention on him).
“I don’t wanna be planning anything,” he answered honestly. “Just wanna drink a shit tonne of alcohol, and hopefully root a chick on the day.”
Jin looked at him with wide eyes, “Yaahh, Yoongi, you can’t be saying that!”
“What?” Yoongi grinned cheekily. “Of course I’ll be there for our two favourite maknaes as well. I’ll chip in with ideas and help pay for the bachelor party, but I don't want any major responsibilities. Fuck that.”
“Well, whoever Kook chooses,” Namjoon started, “let’s not get shitty with each other over it, yeah?”
“Of course not,” Hoseok said it like it was so obvious. He then looked to Jessi and Hwasa, “Who do you ladies reckon Siri will pick as maid of honour out of you two?”
“Oh, Hwasa can take that title!” Jessi said straight away. “I ain’t good at planning shit.”
The group laughed and nodded because yes, they knew Jessi to be the one that went with the flow, did spontaneous things, and always arrived at an event fabulously at the last minute—but she’s never actually late, though!
Jin’s smile dropped just a smidge as he glanced off toward the rest of the party. He then said lowly to the group, “We all know what we’ve gotta do if Jennie’s at the wedding, right?”
Namjoon let out a quiet chuckle as he nodded. “Yep.”
Hwasa snorted, “Obviously. Do exactly what we did tonight.”
Jessi lifted her champagne to her lips while her eyes held a hint of mischievousness. “I’ll keep a glass of red wine handy. Just in case that little hoe shows up in white.”
“Oh god,” Hoseok laughed. “I can actually see her doing that.”
“Exactly.” Jessi nodded after taking a sip. “We definitely can’t let her get away with that. And actually… might be a good idea if we all keep a glass of red handy.”
Yoongi snickered at that. “Sounds like a good plan. I’d love to see her face if we had to ‘accidentally’ spill it on her.”
Laughter passed through the group, and they all felt good knowing that they would always be there for their maknaes.
Fortunately, when the couple’s wedding day arrived (three months after Siri and Jungkook graduated), none of their friends had to spill any red wine because Jennie showed up in a deep green dress.
While green was the colour of envy, it seemed like Jennie had finally given up on trying to get Jungkook. He had always expressed he never wanted her, and every attempt she made to wedge herself between the couple never really worked. Now he was literally about to get married which meant there was no room for denial anymore. Even Jennie’s father, who was still far from pleased, had to accept it all.
Even though Siri and Jungkook didn’t want anything too extravagant for their wedding day, their mothers had other plans. It would be the couple's one and only wedding, so it had to be big. Plus, it wasn’t like they couldn’t afford it.
Ever since the couple were four years old, the whole prince and princess thing had been a sweet little roleplay their mothers adored. Because of this, they took it upon themselves to bring that childhood dream to life and give the couple a fairytale wedding, ensuring the two of them would be married in an actual castle in New Zealand, with both families going halves to make it happen.
When the couple were getting ready with their respective bridesmaids and groomsmen, neither Jungkook nor Siri were nervous or got cold feet. It was the total opposite to that. They were impatient. Of course they've enjoyed calling each other fiancé/fiancée for the past year, but now they were more excited to call each other husband and wife (or more like hubby and wifey).
The moment Jungkook saw Siri at the end of the aisle with her father, she took his breath away. She was the most beautiful he had ever seen her, so much so that his eyes welled with tears.
Just like their mothers, Jungkook had pictured this day since he was four years old—although it’s a little different from when he first imagined it. He wasn’t dressed like some fairytale prince with a wooden sword on his belt, Siri didn’t have her hair in pigtails, she wasn’t dressed in a bright sparkly yellow dress with glittery wings on her back, and neither of them had jewelled crowns on their heads.
No, this reality was so much better than his four year old self’s imagination.
What made it even better, and what made it even harder for Jungkook to keep his composure and not bawl like a baby, was when Siri got closer to him down the aisle, he noticed a particular accessory on her.
A crown of daisies sat prettily on her head.
Seeing that on her made Jungkook think back to the first day they met, when he found her making a daisy chain crown which she ended up giving to him to wear.
Back then their daisy chain crowns had been uneven and very flimsy since the stems could easily break. But this crown Siri wore was much more sturdier, more intricate and professionally made, and much prettier with small bits of baby's breath woven in between.
The crown may be different from when they were four years old, but the feelings it brought to Jungkook were exactly the same. A burst of happiness, total warmth, butterflies, and joy.
It’s also why he had a daisy chain engraved onto his and Siri’s wedding bands.
Jungkook couldn't help but tear up and let out a shaky breath as a smile slid onto his lips, because even after all these years, it seems they’re still the same two kids at heart. He finally felt like a real prince because Siri looked like a real princess walking towards him.
When she saw Jungkook crying, it made her tear up too. But when Siri started to tear up, it created a domino effect of tears for their friends and family.
Their mothers were obviously blubbering messes seeing how happy their children were. Jungkook’s father smiled with tears brimming his eyes. Hwasa and Jessi were blinking repeatedly, trying (and failing) to keep their own tears in. Jin pressed his lips together while his eyes were glossy. Hobi wiped at his cheeks without a care. Namjoon (the best man!) had to take in deep breaths and exhale softly to compose himself, although he did let out a sniffle. And even Yoongi had to clear his throat and turn his head to rub at his eyes, pretending something was in them.
When Siri finally reached the end of the aisle, her father gently placed her hand into Jungkook’s where neither of them could stop smiling tearily. And then, standing in front of them, was one of their best friends. Kim Seokjin.
For most of his life, Jin has watched Siri and Jungkook grow from being those annoying little shits who always wanted to play with him, to becoming adults who he (and their other friends) couldn’t live without. The couple were like his little brother and sister.
Even though he was a lawyer, Jin had gone out of his way to get himself ordained, just so he could be the one to marry his two youngest best friends—just like he did when they all played together when they were younger. It was his wedding gift to them.
Yes, Siri and Jungkook’s wedding was truly one of the best days of their lives, but there was an even better day coming for them after their wedding.
It wasn’t their honeymoon in Bora Bora, and it wasn’t the day their fathers’ companies finally merged, placing both Siri and Jungkook, side by side as joint CEOs. Their next ‘best’ day came two and a half years later, on Jungkook’s 24th birthday.
It was a Saturday morning when Siri got up early to make her husband a yummy breakfast. She cooked all his favourites and placed a medium sized box wrapped in blue and pink ribbons next to his plate.
Jungkook had pouted playfully, telling Siri she didn’t need to get him a gift, and that all he wanted was to go somewhere quiet where no one knew their high-profile status, be together, and eat cake.
Siri had smirked and told him he was going to love the gift, and she even said that it was something she couldn’t take back or get a refund on, so he had to open the present.
Jungkook, clearly missing the hints regarding the gift, rolled his eyes with a grin as he took the box and undid the ribbons.
When he finally opened it, he just stared at the two objects inside with his doe eyes wide with confusion. Siri chuckled as she could tell his brain needed a moment to piece together the long stick saying the word ‘positive’ on it, alongside the white knitted little baby booties.
“Happy birthday, my Kookie,” she said softly to him, her heart pounding hard with excitement when she heard Jungkook mumble a ‘holy shit.’
A shaky laugh escaped him as he went to pick up the adorable little baby booties. When he looked back up at his wife, just like on their wedding day, his eyes were brimmed with happy tears.
“This for real?” he asked with a hopeful smile. “My baby’s having a baby?”
Siri laughed lightly, already tearing up as she nodded. “Our baby, baby. I’m having our baby.”
As soon as Jungkook blinked, his tears of joy fell. He put the little baby booties down on the table before he pulled Siri onto his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around her while he stuffed his face into the crook of her neck. She could hear him laughing and sniffling from crying, but she could also hear him say, “Thank you. Holy shit. I love you. Oh my god, this is the best birthday gift ever.”
Siri giggled, running her hand through his dark hair as she said to him, “Told you it was something I couldn’t take back.”
Jungkook chuckled as he pulled his face away to look at her again. His hands came up to cradle her face, and with no words needed to be said, they both leaned in for a deep, long kiss.
“How far along?” Jungkook asked once their lips parted.
“Nine weeks,” Siri answered, smiling sheepishly. “I’ve known for three weeks and it was so frickin hard keeping it a secret from you.”
Jungkook chuckled, “It’s okay. Definitely worth the wait getting this news on my birthday.”
His hand drifted down from Siri’s face, resting carefully over her stomach where he gently rubbed her tummy. “Our baby…” he said softly with a smile and awe in his voice.
Siri’s heart swelled at the sound of his dreamy, lovey-dovey tone, and the way he looked at her next… with love and excitement inside his galaxy-like doe eyes, she couldn’t be happier.
“We should celebrate properly!” Jungkook suddenly insisted with a big grin.
“What do you mean?” Siri chuckled. “Is this yummy breakfast I made for you not good enough?”
“Of course it is, and I appreciate it,” Jungkook pecked his wife’s lips quickly. Then his grin widened and turned mischievous. “But what I mean by ‘celebrate’... is by making more babies.”
Siri laughed loudly and lightly hit his chest. “You do realise that’s not really how it works right now, right?”
“Well, duhh~ I know you can’t get more pregnant, but it doesn’t mean I can’t try.” He bounced his eyebrows up and down.
Just as Siri started to laugh again, Jungkook was lifting her bridal style where he carried her to their bedroom to apparently ‘make more babies.’
There was a difference in him now, though. He was softer and more careful. Siri could feel it in his touch, even with how he pulled her clothes off.
When they were one, Jungkook was so overwhelmed with love and happiness that he couldn’t help but say sweet words to his wife.
“Fuck, I love you so much,” he said before kissing her while rocking his hips into her.
“Best birthday gift ever,” he mumbled as he kissed along her chest and massaged her breasts.
“I’ll give you anything and everything you want, baby,” he husked against her ear while his cock stroked her walls and her pussy tightened around him.
Siri giggled at the last line as she wrapped her legs around Jungkook’s waist, cupped his handsome face, then looked into his doe eyes as she said, “Only you, Kookie. I only want and need you.”
Her words made Jungkook’s thrusts a little slower as he pressed his forehead to hers. His hand slipped down to rest on her stomach, and with a soft smile on his lips, he whispered, “Until our little one is here.”
Siri nodded, smiling the same way as him. “Until our little one is here,” she repeated.
With that, they kissed, making-out so passionately while Jungkook’s pace gradually quickened to the point where he was fucking his wife so good, she couldn’t say anything, just moans, mewls and whimpers left her lips.
After their love-making was done, and after they were both clothed again and ready to eat breakfast, the couple chatted about when they should tell their loved ones the exciting news.
As much as Jungkook was eager to tell everyone straight away, he and Siri agreed to hold off until after the 13 week scan since the first trimester is where a lot could go wrong.
When that scan finally came, Jungkook sat beside Siri with his hand holding tightly to hers because it was going to be his first time seeing their little Kookoo.
As soon as the ultrasound started, Jungkook's eyes never left the screen in fear he would miss something. But just like every other big moment in his life with Siri, he teared up once he could see and hear the little heartbeat.
Siri squeezed his hand, smiling softly as she watched her husband more than the screen, where her own eyes became watery over his reaction alone.
Once the ultrasound was done, the couple didn't wait any longer to tell their friends and family—well, it was more like they couldn’t wait any longer. They decided to have a BBQ at the Jeon family mansion that weekend where only those they trusted and loved were invited.
At the request of the couple, this also meant no Jennie or her father.
When Siri and Jungkook finally shared the news with their friends and family, tears, laughter and tight hugs were given all around. Then, it didn’t take long before Jin decided to make things a little fun.
“Alright,” he said to their friends, “place your bets. Boy or girl?”
Yoongi snickered, “Easy. It’ll be a boy.”
Namjoon chuckled, “What makes you say that?”
“Coz Kook is a strong and fast guy. He’s the golden maknae for a reason. I’m sure his golden male swimmers would’ve won the race.”
“That does make sense,” Hobi agreed. “A mini-Kookie is probably in there.”
“I’m goin’ with a girl,” Jessi said to them.
“Same,” Hwasa nodded. “A little Siri would be so adorable. Think about all the cute dresses we could dress her up in! She’ll be such a doll!”
Namjoon tilted his head side to side in thought. “Hmm… I’m putting money on a girl too.”
“I’m gonna say boy,” Jin said next, “coz Yoongi has a point.”
Not far from their friends, Siri and Jungkook couldn’t help but overhear the debate.
“I hope it’s a little prince,” she murmured. “One who looks just like his appa.”
Jungkook’s heart practically melted on the spot. He placed his arm around Siri as he looked down at her. “I actually hope it’s a little princess,” he replied gently, brushing his thumb along her shoulder, “one who looks just like you. I hope they’ll have your blue eyes.”
Siri’s cheeks blushed a rosy pink, and as they both gazed at one another, everything around them faded. They leaned in without thinking and shared a soft, lingering kiss, but around them, people went silent as warm smiles curved on their lips while they watched the couple in their loving moment.
Everything was falling perfectly into place for Siri and Jungkook—however… Things were too good to be true, and happiness like that doesn’t always last.
A week after the BBQ, Siri had to leave.
It was meant to be just for a few days; a small trip to Switzerland with her parents as her mother, Rose, was sick with the big C. They’re travelling together to get Rose settled into a specialised hospital that would give her the best possible care.
Jungkook was worried about his pregnant wife flying, but Siri reassured him that their doctor—and one of their best friends, Dr Kim Namjoon—said it was okay.
“We’ve passed 13 weeks, Kookie,” she reminded him softly. “I’m just over 14 weeks now, and everything’s been good so far. Joonie said it was okay for me to fly.”
Jungkook still didn’t look convinced though, and his tummy was churning since something just didn’t feel right to him.
“I’ll only be gone for three days,” Siri added. “That’s not that long. We’ve been apart for longer before.”
Three days. It sounded short and it should be manageable, but Jungkook just couldn’t shake the feeling he had. His golden intuition was telling him that something was going to go wrong.
“I’ll come with you,” he insisted. “I want to be there. Your parents are my family too.”
Siri’s parents have always treated Jungkook like their own, calling him ‘son’ without hesitation, just like his parents did with Siri, calling her their precious daughter-in-law ever since she was a child, loving her as if she was their actual daughter.
But Siri shook her head gently, stepping closer to Jungkook to hold his face. “You know you can’t come,” she says sympathetically. “The company event is on and you have to be there. One of us needs to represent us, and it has to be you.”
Jungkook exhaled with frustration. He wasn’t angry at Siri, but at the situation and the timing. He felt like he was stuck at a crossroads when all he wanted to do was stay right by her side.
In the end, he knew his wife was right that one of them had to be here for the company, and so he reluctantly nodded.
“Three days,” Jungkook repeated, more so to himself than to her.
He continued to tell himself that up until Siri had to leave two days later. Just three days, and then she’ll be back. She’s allowed to fly while pregnant. She and our baby will be okay.
But Jungkook should’ve kissed Siri longer the morning of her flight.
Even though he had made love to her the night before, he should’ve done it again that morning too.
He should’ve held her just a little tighter when they hugged goodbye. He should’ve kissed her belly and said ‘I love you’ one more time to her and their baby.
Jungkook should’ve told Siri not to go, but he did let her go, believing there would be a next time because there always was a next time.
But not long after the plane Siri was on took off… Tragedy struck.
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“Breaking news just in!
A private plane owned by Jack Dawson, a prominent business mogul and chairman of Dawson Industries, has reportedly malfunctioned mid-flight, and the aircraft is confirmed to have burst over the sea after an in-flight breakup.
It was said to be carrying Jack Dawson himself, as well as his wife, Rose Dawson, and their daughter Serena Jeon.
It is not yet known if there are any survivors, however, aviation officials have warned that it is unlikely anyone could have survived considering the circumstances.”
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Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~9350
>Chapter Warnings: its angsty but your heart will be healed later in the chapter. smut; unprotected sex in a bathroom
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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At age twenty, when Siri and Jungkook just started their final year of university studies, one of them started having wandering thoughts.
Jungkook, the one who always knew who he wanted ever since he was four, started questioning whether he should be in a serious relationship at this ripe young age.
He actually never had such thoughts until one Friday night where some guys he had made friends with at a Jackson Wang party, Eunwoo and BamBam, asked him about his relationship with Siri.
“So…” Eunwoo began, “you’ve only ever been with her since you were in your teens??”
Jungkook nodded and grinned with pride, “Actually, we’ve been together since we were four. But yeah, pretty much just me and her since forever.”
“And you’ve only ever slept with her?” Eunwoo asked, disbelief written all over his face. “No one else?”
“Nope,” Jungkook replied easily as he took a sip of his beer, still feeling proud of his and Siri’s strong relationship. “She’s my first for everything. I’m hers too. High school sweethearts—or more like childhood sweethearts, I guess. We’re arranged to marry by our dads, but that never meant anything to us. Our feelings have always been real and never forced.”
The thing is, everyone around campus knew Siri and Jungkook as the ‘it’ couple and the ‘sweethearts.’ They’re the ones who are arranged to be married and love each other regardless of that fact. But to a few people, they questioned whether their relationship would last since most highschool relationships don’t get that far. And some people (like Eunwoo and BamBam), couldn’t believe that the couple didn’t want to try being with other people.
Eunwoo stared at Jungkook, then his eyes flicked to BamBam, still with disbelief as if he was checking to see if they had just heard the same thing.
“Damn, Kook,” Eunwoo let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “Aren’t you at least a little curious? Like, even the tiniest bit, about what it’s like with other girls?”
Jungkook frowned immediately as the question rubbed him the wrong way. “No,” he said without hesitation. “Why would I be curious when I’m happy? Siri knows me better than anyone. She satisfies me in every way.”
BamBam tilted his head in a thoughtful manner rather than mockingly. “But how do you know that for sure? How do you know she really satisfies you, or that she’s the one, if you’ve never given anyone else a chance?”
Eunwoo nodded along, “Yeah, like don’t get us wrong, you two are ridiculously sweet together and it’s great your bond is strong, but if you’re arranged to marry anyway, why not actually live a little while you’re here? Experience the uni life. You know… while you’re young? Hook up and experiment with a few girls. Play out some fantasies like having threesomes and stuff. You’re a good-looking guy, dude, and trust us, we’ve seen plenty of girls who would love to give you a go. Don’t you wanna try?”
“And at least if you do hook up with other girls,” BamBam added, “you’ll know for sure if Siri really is the one.”
Jungkook didn’t say anything to that as he wanted to really think about their words. He is happy with Siri, he knows that… but what they said made that certainty he always had waver because they sort of had a point.
Over the next few days, Eunwoo and BamBam’s words crept into Jungkook’s mind, giving him an unsettling pressure in his chest. He started thinking that maybe he could be missing out on something. That maybe he should try seeing what it’s like with other people so then he’d know for sure what he wants.
By Tuesday afternoon, after three long days of overthinking, Jungkook finally cracked. When he and Siri were at their favourite ice-cream parlour for an afternoon treat, he mustered up the courage to talk to her about it.
While she was looking at the flavours, deciding what to get even though she always got the same ones in the end, Jungkook stood there watching her, and his chest ached so badly.
This was his best friend. His person. His future wife. The idea of upsetting Siri with this topic made Jungkook feel sick. Even entertaining these thoughts made him feel like he was betraying her, but alas… he wanted to have this conversation. He and Siri always communicated well with each other if something bothered them, and this topic was really bothering him.
When the couple finally sat down to share their ice-cream cups together, rather than eat his ice-cream, Jungkook nibbled his lower lip with nervousness.
“Hey, baby…” he said, trying to sound casual. “Are you… happy being with just me?”
With the little spoon in her mouth, Siri’s eyebrows raised with surprise at the random question, and it made Jungkook think she was totally adorable. His heart ached straight afterwards again because he didn’t want to ruin this. He didn’t want to lose her just from asking some questions.
But he’s already started the conversation unfortunately…
Siri smiled at him because the answer was so easy. She slipped the spoon out of her mouth before saying, “Of course I’m happy. Why do you even ask?”
Jungkook nodded as he swallowed thickly. His tummy felt like it was twisting in knots because he hated the thought of Siri with anyone else, but he just had to know if she was even a little bit curious to be with other people too. If she was, then maybe they could take a break from their relationship—or even open their relationship, do whatever they want to do with other people for a limited time, and then close their relationship back up so they’d only be for each other again.
“I was just um…” he started to say, trying to think of how to word things. “Well, I was wondering if you’ve ever thought about being with anyone else? Or, I don’t know… thought about experimenting? Sleeping with other people?”
Siri’s smile dropped instantly, just like her heart dropped so fast, it felt like she had just jumped out of a plane.
She frowned at him, feeling a type of panicky feeling within her. “What?? Of course not! Where is this coming from, Koo?”
Seeing her pretty bright face turn to despair made Jungkook really hate himself for even bringing this up now. Siri obviously never had such thoughts—but neither did he, until recently.
“W-well I…” Jungkook stuttered, trying to not upset Siri more than he already had, but there really was no other way to go about this. He brought this conversation up, now he had to go through with it. And he can’t be anything but honest with her, like he always has been.
“I-I was just wondering… Coz… You know… We’ve only ever had each other… And we’re together literally every day, and I was thinking like… w-what if we’re missing out on different sexual experiences? What if maybe we should get some stuff out of our system before we really settle down?”
Siri slowly dropped the little spoon into the ice-cream cup as she suddenly didn’t feel hungry anymore. Instead, dread filled her, and confusion and hurt came across her face because to her, this felt like Jungkook was projecting his feelings. Because why would he ask such questions unless he wanted it for himself, right?
“Is that what you want?” she asked in a soft, sad tone as she stared down at her melting ice-cream. “Am I not enough for you anymore?”
Jungkook’s heart dropped straight into his stomach. “No!” he said quickly. “No, that’s not it—”
“Then why are you even asking me this?” Siri cut in, looking him in the eyes while she could feel tears prickling behind hers. “Why are we even having this conversation at all unless it’s something you want?”
Jungkook looked away, unable to meet Siri’s watery eyes as he felt ashamed for having such thoughts.
“It’s just… some guys at the party made me think about things,” he admitted softly. “They made it sound like it was crazy that we hadn’t been with other people. They reckon uni is the time to explore and have fun with others… Haven’t you ever wondered what it might be like with someone else?”
“No,” Siri answered instantly, so sure of her answer. “I’m happy with you so it never even crossed my mind.”
Relief washed through Jungkook hearing her say that, but then he also felt guilty.
“Honestly, it didn’t cross my mind either,” he murmured. “Not until they said something…”
Siri looked at him with worry behind her eyes, and that awful dreadful feeling still lingered inside her. “Is it what you want though, Koo?... Do you actually want to sleep with other people?”
He looked down at his untouched ice-cream, heart racing and pounding so hard it hurt. He shrugged helplessly and ashamedly as he quietly said, “I don’t know…”
The words gutted Siri. Even Jungkook’s uncertainty hurt more than an outright answer.
“I know I don't wanna lose you though,” he added.
Siri stared at him, her chest feeling like she had been burned as she tried to blink away the stinging in her eyes. While him saying he didn’t want to lose her gave her some relief, what Jungkook was asking still hurt her deeply.
Despite the pain she was feeling, Siri forced herself to really listen to him. Being with other people had never entered her mind; the idea alone made her stomach twist and lose her appetite. However, she could see the conflict written all over Jungkook’s face, and she could see that he was struggling with the idea too.
They had grown up side by side, shared basically every stage of life together, shared every routine, shared every version of themselves with each other all through school, home, and now university. Because of all those things they’ve experienced together, Siri understood where Jungkook was coming from, even if she didn’t like it.
She understood how people in long term relationships could become curious, and how the fear of missing out could gnaw at you when you’ve only ever been with one person. She knew people could have fantasies and the question of ‘what if?’
Even though the thought of Jungkook with someone else made her feel sick, Siri knew his questions weren’t meant to hurt her. They came from confusion, curiosity, uncertainty, and from being young and dumb, scared of making the wrong choice too early.
They've hardly ever been apart and hardly ever had room to actually miss each other. So… maybe she and him should think about this a little more—or at least, Jungkook should—since it seemed like he wanted this.
“Okay… Well…” Siri swallowed thickly as her stomach churned. “I’ve never actually thought about it so, maybe… Maybe we need some time apart then…”
“Huh??” Jungkook said with his heart jumping—and he wasn’t sure if it was in a good way or a bad way. “So… what does this mean? We’re having a break?” he asked, a little confused.
“No,” Siri shook her head firmly. “I don’t believe in breaks. We’re not doing the Ross and Rachel thing from ‘Friends’ where everything’s unclear and we think we’re allowed to fuck other people.”
Siri takes a deep breath to try calm herself because this conversation was really uncomfortable for her, but she needed Jungkook to know that they were not broken up—yet. And hopefully not at all.
“We’re not on a break or broken up,” she clarified. “We’re still together. I just think we need space—which is what I think couples should actually say instead of calling it a ‘break.’ I think some space might be good so we can really think about things without pressure from the other.”
Jungkook nodded as he swallowed hard, it freaking hurt his throat. Felt like a large piece of fruit was slowly sliding down his oesophagus. He didn’t feel good about this even though he was the one who brought this up initially.
“For how long?” he asked her in a small voice. “How long should we have space?”
Siri shrugged, “However long we need. A few days. A week. Whatever helps…”
Even though she said ‘we’ Siri didn’t mean it. She was only saying that to cushion the guilt she could see on Jungkook’s face. In her mind, she knew what she wanted. This wasn’t about her needing space or distance. She wasn’t the one questioning, she wasn’t the one unsure.
The space wasn’t for her or for them. It was for him.
“We’re still together, okay?” Siri reiterated, trying to tell herself this more than him. “I love you and I’m just giving us time to think on this a bit more.”
Her words didn’t stop the way she felt though. Siri felt like she was standing at the edge of a cliff where she couldn’t see the bottom. She felt like this could be the beginning of the end already.
Jungkook nodded as he got up to sit next to her so he could hug her. “I love you too,” he mumbled into her neck. “Thank you for this… for being so understanding.”
Siri hugged him back, holding onto him longer and tighter than usual, but her heart ached with every second.
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Over the next couple of days, while the couple were still technically together, everything felt different. Things just felt heavier and like they were walking on eggshells.
People around campus noticed almost immediately that something was off since the ‘it’ couple stopped arriving side by side. Jungkook walked into lectures alone instead of holding Siri’s hand. She sat with Hwasa and Jessi outside in the courtyard at lunch instead of sitting with the guys in the cafeteria who sat with Jungkook. In classes they usually shared, there were empty spaces between them, although neither couldn’t stop secretly glancing at the other when they thought the other wasn’t looking.
Whispers went around; some people said they broke up, others said they were just fighting. No one really knew what was going on though.
However, during those two days apart, Jungkook was already missing Siri’s presence, just like she was missing his too. It just felt completely unnatural being without each other.
He missed the way she would rub her pinky along his when they held hands. She missed nuzzling into his chest whenever they laid together on the couch or in bed. He missed getting his head scratched by her soft fingers. And she missed feeding him bits and pieces of whatever food she ate. They missed each other so much, but Siri knew Jungkook needed this time to think.
And… unexpectedly… she didn’t realise she needed the time to think about things too.
With Jungkook, he asked the two hyungs he was living with, Namjoon and Hoseok, for some insight (Jin is a lawyer and Yoongi is a music producer, so they’re no longer at uni).
Funnily enough, Siri and Jungkook didn’t want to live together just yet, even though their parents offered to buy them an apartment near their uni. The two decided they’d live with their friends just to get a little bit of independence from one another—although, that didn’t really work since the majority of the time Jungkook would stay over at Siri’s place (where there was also Hwasa and Jessi) ‘cause he liked her bed better. And her shampoo. And because she cooked yummier meals while Namjoon and Hobi couldn’t really cook at all. And ‘cause that’s just where she was.
Yeah… the couple might as well have just lived together.
But since they didn’t, Jungkook had to rely on his hyungs for advice.
“Hey, uh… Can you guys tell me what it’s like being with different girls?” he asked his friends. “Does it feel different? Like, inside their… you know… Is there actually that big of a difference?”
“Oh yeah,” Namjoon answered honestly. “Every girl and every vagina is different.”
Hoseok nodded to agree, “Yeah, you can feel the ridges inside of them. Some feel tight, some don’t. If you’re going down on them, some smell and taste weird, some taste nice and sweet, or some don’t taste like anything at all.” He shrugged, “Each girl is definitely different."
Dammit, Jungkook thought as he frowned. His stomach twisted because he had hoped vaginas weren't that different so then he could forget about all this and not be so curious.
“So…” the maknae continued to ask, “do you guys like that you get to sleep with different girls? Do you like the variety?”
“It can be nice sometimes,” Namjoon replied. “Depends on the girl, though. New can be exciting, but it’s not automatically better as it could be one hell of a shitty time.”
“Yeah,” Hobi agreed again. “You could meet a girl who knows exactly what she wants and knows what she’s doing. Or you could meet a starfish, someone who has absolutely no idea what the heck they’re doing. It’s like a lucky dip. You don’t know what you’re gonna get when you sleep around. Could be good, could be bad.”
Jungkook frowned deeper at that. Their answers didn’t really help, it just made him more confused.
Namjoon and Hoseok side-eyed each other when they noticed Jungkook’s confusion. They then looked at the maknae with concern. He and Siri had been part of their lives for as long as they could remember, always together and always so sure of each other. But the fact that Jungkook was suddenly questioning about sleeping with other girls didn’t sit right with either of them.
“Kook,” Namjoon said softly, “are you seriously thinking about risking what you have with Siri just to chase something that might not even be worth it?”
Jungkook suddenly felt like there was a huge freaking rock on his chest. Hearing Namjoon frame it like that made him realise that this wasn’t some harmless curiosity anymore. It was about him risking something incredibly important to him for something temporary and meaningless.
Shame and guilt started to overcome Jungkook. He started wondering how he had let Eunwoo and BamBam get under his skin. How did he let their words make him question something that had never once been an issue before. Sex with other people—along with the curiosity—never used to matter before because what he had with Siri had always been enough.
Stupid, Jungkook thought to himself. I was just so fucking stupid to listen to them.
“You know, Jungkookie,” Hobi started to say, “people can be totally happy only ever being with one person coz they don’t know what they’re missing out on. If you have something really good, then why bother looking elsewhere?”
“Exactly,” Namjoon agreed. “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Coz you might not get what you had back.”
Jungkook’s heart dropped at that because his friends were right. He also didn’t consider that he and Siri might not get back together if they did separate. He couldn’t ever dream of marrying someone else, and this idea was only to explore and experience new things for a short time where in the end his heart would always go back to her.
But what if she liked—no, what if she loved—some other guy more than him to the point that she’d cancel their arranged marriage?
Sure, Jungkook was slightly scared of missing out on the full college/university experience of fucking around, but he’s completely terrified of losing Siri.
She is the one thing, the one person he can’t live without, and if she, for some reason, ever fell for someone else, Jungkook thinks he’d just die. There’d be no point in life anymore.
Like Hoseok said, people can be happy only ever being with one person because they don’t know what they’re missing out on. When Jungkook really thought about the other side of that, he would know what he’d be letting go of if he decided to chase that curiosity and if he tried to see what was ‘missing.’
He’d be letting go of his princess. Of his future queen. Of the future mother of his children. Of his first love. Of his only love.
Nope. No way. He couldn’t let that happen.
Screw whatever Eunwoo and BamBam said. Jungkook wasn’t going to let Siri go for some short, cheap thrill. She’s his one and only, and that’s how he wanted things to stay.
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“Hey, can I ask you guys something kinda personal?” Siri said to her two girl besties as they sat around the coffee table where they were about to study together.
“Of course. You can ask us anything, babes,” Jessi said eagerly. She and Hwasa had been dying to know what’s been going on with Siri and Jungkook ever since gossip went around campus the last two days. “What’s up?”
Siri bit her bottom lip. “Well, um… I was just wondering… What's it like being with different guys? Like… sexually?”
Hwasa and Jessi exchanged a glance as their eyebrows lifted slightly. This was weird for them to hear as they’ve only ever known Siri to want Jungkook, and vice versa.
“Well…” Hwasa began, “some guys are too big and can hurt, while some are smaller and can actually hit the spot better than you’d expect,” she smirks at herself, thinking back on a guy she last slept with who had a slightly smaller than average penis but he was her best fuck.
“Yeah, it’s a hit and miss,” Jessi added. “But honestly, gurl… The majority of men have no idea what the fuck they’re doing. They don’t know how to find the clit, they don’t know how to make us squirt, they don’t know how to handle big tiddies, and they don’t care about making us girls feel good.”
Hwasa nodded, “Yeah, most of them just focus on themselves; wham, bam, thank you ma’am!—and then it’s fucking over just like that,” she clicked her fingers. “Could be done in under a minute.”
Jessi pointed at Hwasa and nodded, “Oh yeah, I’ve had that happen! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to finish myself off! Fuckin’ selfish asses.”
Siri grimaced because all of that didn’t sound appealing at all. In fact, it put her off even more. “Ugh, that sounds horrible and not at all worth it.”
Hwasa smiled, “Exactly. But you don’t need to waste your time thinking about that coz you have Jungkookie, right? You guys know each other inside and out, and already know how to please one another.”
Siri pouted and shrunk in on herself at that. It made Jessi and Hwasa realise straight away that something was very wrong.
“Okay, what’s going on between you and Jungkook, babes?” Jessi asked her softly. “Are the rumours of you two breaking up true?”
Siri shook her head as she looked down at her left hand, eyes going to where her promise ring sat on her ring finger where she fiddled with it with her thumb. Jungkook had given it to her as an 18th birthday gift, promising that one day he’d replace that ring with a real diamond engagement ring.
“No, we’re not broken up,” Siri murmured, already feeling her eyes stinging because she felt that breaking up was something that was about to happen.
“But he asked me if I’ve ever thought about sleeping with other guys… like, exploring and getting experiences with other people…”
Jessi and Hwasa winced as they glanced at each other.
“Ooh damn, gurrrl,” Jessi uttered, “that ain’t a good sign if he said something like that…”
Hwasa nodded sympathetically. “Yeah, when people do that… it usually means they’ve been thinking about it…”
Siri’s lower lip trembled as she nodded. “I know… That’s what I thought too. But Jungkook said he never actually thought about it until some guys at the party last weekend brought it up. And then he made a point that we’ve only ever known and been with each other, and I get that. I really do. I understand why all of that might mess with his head.”
Siri pressed her lips together, blinking repeatedly to try stop her tears from coming. “But when I asked him straight up if he wanted to sleep with other girls, he said he didn’t know.”
A tear ended up escaping which Siri quickly wiped away. “He also said he didn’t want to lose me, but I can’t stop thinking that maybe I’m not enough for him anymore.”
“Hey, no,” Jessi said immediately, scooting closer and wrapping her arm around Siri’s shoulders. “Do not even go there.”
Hwasa slid herself closer as well, taking Siri’s hand to comfort her. “Yeah, you’re more than enough—for Jungkook or for any guy. You’re gorgeous, you’re smart, you’re not some rich barbie airhead. You’re kind, loyal, and you actually give a damn about things. That’s the whole package.”
“But then why did he bring it up?” Siri choked out as her tears finally fell. “If I’m enough for him, then why would he even think about it?”
Jessi and Hwasa didn’t answer that question since they already voiced why they thought Jungkook brought it up. There was no other reason except for him wanting to try it.
Siri sniffled and wiped her tears away with both palms. She already knew what her friends were thinking because she thought the same thing.
“I really don't want anyone but him,” her voice croaked as she cried. “But I think… I think maybe I should break up with him just to give him this chance to sleep around…”
“Aww, Siri…” Hwasa said softly, her heart breaking for her best friend. “Are you sure about this?”
She shook her head, “No. I’m not sure…” she then glanced at her promise ring again as more tears slipped down her cheeks. “But I don’t want him to resent me one day. Or feel trapped. Or cheat on me because he thinks he missed out on something…”
Jessi frowned, brushing Siri’s hair back with care. It was obvious that this wasn’t what she wanted at all, and she was only thinking this because she feared what might be inevitable.
“Hey,” Jessi said gently, “Don’t rush into breaking up with him. Just think on it a little more, yeah?”
Siri nodded along, wiping at her cheeks. “Yeah,” she rasped out. “I will.”
But deep down, Siri had already made up her mind because she just wasn't able to unhear Jungkook’s question. She wasn’t able to forget the hesitation in his voice or the confusion in his eyes. Even if he never acted on his curiosity, the thought would always be there sitting between them…
And Siri didn’t want to live with wondering if she was holding him back.
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The next morning on Friday, only three days after Jungkook first brought that topic up, Siri asked him to meet her in the campus car park. It’s where they usually met up so they could walk together hand-in-hand through campus to their first class.
Jungkook arrived hopeful, with his hands shoved into his hoodie pockets, and a small smile already forming when he saw her park up. Even though his mind had been tangled and unsettled all week, one thing felt certain in his heart and soul.
He wanted to be with Siri.
The idea of sleeping with other people didn’t sit right with him at all, and it never really had to begin with. The curiosity didn’t even really feel like his own, and that’s because it wasn’t. It was something other people had put into his head.
What Jungkook did know, and what he had been sure of every morning he woke up, was that Siri is the person he wanted to be with every day.
Unfortunately, she had come to a different conclusion.
As she walked closer to Jungkook, Siri’s heart pounded in her chest and in her ears. She knew she might be acting too quickly, but the longer she sat with it, the more unbearable it felt.
She didn’t want to drag this out, and she didn’t want days or weeks of wondering if she was holding Jungkook back, or watching him wrestle with guilt and temptation. She just wanted to rip the bandaid off despite knowing it would hurt her.
If this was something Jungkook needed to figure out, then she didn’t want to be standing in his way. If breaking up meant he could explore without resentment and without regret, then so be it.
Jungkook’s smile widened as Siri stepped closer to him, relief washing through him the moment she was within arm’s reach. The past two, almost three days apart already felt like torture, and he hated how empty everything felt without her beside him.
“Hey, baby,” he said softly with warmth in his voice as he reached for her hand out of habit.
“Hey…” she replied.
Jungkook didn’t notice the change in her demeanour right away. He was too focused on the familiar comfort of her fingers sliding into his, as well as that reassuring feeling that came with touching her again.
He started to take a step forward, already assuming they’d walk across campus together like they always did, but Siri squeezed his hand and pulled him back.
“Actually um…” she said softly, stopping him before he could take another step. “I want to talk to you about something.”
Jungkook frowned, his eyebrows knitting together with a little confusion. “What is it?”
Siri slowly slipped her hand out of his, and the absence of her touch instantly felt wrong to Jungkook, making a sense of dread come to him.
Siri took a deep breath, her heart pounding the hardest it’s ever done, then she said the words neither of them ever thought would come out of her mouth.
“I want to break up.”
Jungkook’s heart dropped straight into his stomach.
“W-what??” he said with disbelief. “You’re… you’re breaking up with me??”
Siri saw the panic flash across his face and it nearly broke her resolve. But in her mind, she truly believed this was the right thing for them—well… the right thing for him.
“Yes,” she said, forcing herself to stay composed even though her own heart ached. “I did my thinking over the last couple of days, and I think you were right. We’ve only ever been with each other and I think that should change. I think we should explore and see what it’s like with other people. And that obviously can’t happen if we’re together, so… breaking up makes sense, doesn’t it?”
Jungkook felt himself go pale. He never imagined his own words would come back to him like this and hurt him this way. In that moment, he wondered if Siri felt this badly too when he said the same thing a few days ago. He immediately hated himself that he may have caused her to feel this horribly, and he really regretted bringing up that topic.
“A-Are you serious?” he asked shakily.
“Yep, I am,” Siri answered, plastering on a smile that didn’t fully reach her eyes. She needed to look confident. She needed him to believe she wanted this so he wouldn’t feel guilty for having brought this idea up in the first place.
“Go and have your fun. Live that uni life, and—oh, here…” she glanced down at her left hand where she slid the promise ring off her finger. She felt a lump form in her throat and her heart broke a little more as she held it out to him.
“You should have this back,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “I don't want to feel like I'm still yours if I'm going to be giving other people a try too."
Her words practically stabbed Jungkook in the chest. He really felt like a knife or an arrow had pierced him. He couldn’t move and he couldn’t reach for the ring. All he could think was that he never imagined this. He never imagined her giving the ring back.
And the thought of her with other men… Suddenly Namjoon’s words from last night flashed into Jungkook’s mind. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Coz you might not get what you had back.
Oh god, it’s happening! he started to think. Fuck. What have I done?
Siri noticed Jungkook’s hesitation, but she was sure this was still the right thing to do. Before she could go back on her decision, she grabbed his hand and pressed the ring into his palm, closing his fingers around it.
“There,” she said too cheerily. “Okay, so… we’re done! You’re a free man now, Kookie!”
Jungkook still couldn’t say anything. He stood frozen, staring down at the ring in his hand as if it was a foreign object. God, and the way Siri sounded… so upbeat and so sure about this… it almost hurt worse than the breakup itself.
She actually wants this??
With no answer from Jungkook, Siri felt a little awkward and decided it was time to leave. Time to truly break this.
“Well…” she said softly, taking a step back from him as she kept that enthusiastic smile on her face. “I guess I’ll see you around then. I hope you’ll enjoy whatever’s out there.”
Then she turned and walked away, squeezing her eyes shut tightly for a few seconds to stop herself from breaking down.
Meanwhile, Jungkook stayed where he was, staring at the ring in his palm, then at Siri’s retreating back.
So that’s it… he thought numbly while his eyes started to water. We’re over. I’m… I’m apparently free… I don’t have to be curious anymore… I can explore. I can experiment…
Jungkook swallowed thickly, trying to keep the bile down and hold back his tears. But why does all this make me feel like I’m going to vomit?
He really wanted to cry. He wanted to scream and tell Siri to come back. That he didn't want this at all.
But… he had asked for this, didn’t he?
Jungkook felt like an utter idiot. He felt like he had made the hugest mistake of his life for bringing this whole idea between them.
It didn’t take long for word to quickly spread across campus. A few students who entered through the car park that morning saw enough to piece it together, and by the end of the first lecture, everyone knew that the ‘it’ couple was over.
Jungkook felt people’s eyes on him everywhere he went, staring at him with curiosity and like they were hungry for details of why he and Siri broke up. It made his skin crawl.
However, what shocked him more was how fast some girls moved. Before lunchtime, as he was walking to his next lecture, they started approaching him with smiles that were too soft and voices that were too sympathetic.
“Aww, I heard about you and Siri…”
“If you need someone to talk to, I’m here.”
“You know you don’t have to be alone tonight, right?…”
A few didn’t even bother pretending it was about comfort. They made their intentions clear by telling him upfront that they could help him get over Siri by giving him a good time in their bed.
Jungkook felt both irritated and disgusted with them all. He’s already dealt with girls who flirted with him while he was with Siri—that was nothing new. But this? Going after him the same day he got his heart broken? It felt cruel, desperate, and it was really fucking low. Turned Jungkook right off—not that he was ‘on’ anyway.
Later that night, Namjoon and Hoseok dragged Jungkook to another Jackson Wang party, insisting he needed the distraction.
But when he was there, leaning against a wall with a beer in his hand, all while staring blankly at nothing as his other hand fiddled with Siri’s promise ring hidden in his front pocket, all Jungkook could think was that he didn't want to be here at all. He just wanted to be in his bed, look at photos of him and Siri, and cry his damn eyes out since he hasn’t had the chance to do that yet. He hasn't been able to grieve the end of his relationship.
And annoyingly, the party was where Jennie tried her luck.
She slid up beside him with a confident smile, acting like this was her moment, as if she had been waiting for this exact opportunity where Jungkook is single.
However, he felt even more irritation and revulsion as soon as he saw her. Jungkook has never liked Jennie ever since that day he saw her when he was four years old, where she stomped all over another kid's sand castle.
Siri hated her with a passion since Jennie always took her things and broke them when they were younger, plus Jennie always flirted or tried to get Jungkook's attention at every family-friend gathering, even while knowing that he and Siri were a thing.
Their entire friend group also didn't really like Jennie since she was a bratty princess.
Seeing her try to flirt with him when he hasn't even been broken up for that long made a hateful fire burn within Jungkook.
She tried to say similar things as the other girls, but he cut her off without hesitation.
“Jennie, stop,” he said bluntly with a bite to his tone. “We’re never gonna happen. Not now. Not ever.”
She stared at him with wide eyes, not expecting that at all.
“There is no situation,” he continued, “where I would get with you. Not now when I’m single. Not if I’m drunk. And not even if you and I were the last people on earth.”
Not wanting to give her a chance to say anything, Jungkook turned and walked away with his chest feeling hot, his heart still freshly broken and aching, and he still had the promise ring in his pocket, making him feel heavy and empty at the same time.
All day, people treated his breakup like an opening, and all Jungkook could feel was annoyance, disgust, heartbreak, and discomfort. He was free now, sure, but he hated every second of it.
Jungkook wanted to leave the party and he had every intention to go home, but as he walked through the crowd and was coming up to the kitchen area, he heard two familiar voices that made him stop in his tracks just before he rounded the corner.
“Are you okay, Siri?” he heard Hoseok say to her gently. “Like… are you even sure about this breakup?”
Siri let out a shaky breath that sounded nothing like okay. “No. I’m not really okay, and I didn’t actually want to break up.”
Jungkook froze, his heart pounding hard at Siri’s admission. If she didn’t want to break up then why’d she do it?
His question was about to be answered though…
“But Jungkook obviously had doubts about being with just me,” she continued, her voice filled with hurt. “He seemed quite curious about sleeping with other girls because why else would he have brought it up in the first place?”
Jungkook felt his chest and stomach twist, and he couldn't help but wince at himself for making that mistake.
“And because I love him…” he heard Siri carry on. “I thought letting him go would be the right thing to do so he can go and experience those things without feeling guilty. I don’t want him to end up resenting me, or—” her voice cracked, and it made Jungkook’s heart crack too. “—or to end up cheating on me one day…”
Jungkook felt his heart drop once again where he could feel it in the pit of his stomach, and his eyes stung as tears came through. He hated himself so badly at that moment. He had no idea he had put those fears into Siri’s head. He wished he could go back in time where he never let anyone’s words affect him to the point he started questioning something he was always so sure of.
Siri. With him. Always.
But then she said something that made his blood run cold.
“I’m actually thinking about transferring universities.”
“What? Why??” Hoseok sounded startled.
“Coz I can’t be here, Hobi,” she said with what sounded like pain and sorrow. “I can’t watch Jungkook flirt with other girls, or see him go home with them. I don’t want to hear people gossip about who he slept with, or how good it was. I think I’d slowly deteriorate and like… die or something.”
A hot tear slipped down Jungkook’s cheek as he swallowed the hugest lump in his throat he’s ever had. It freaking burned, just like his eyes burned. His chest felt all tight making it hard for him to breathe, and his stomach flipped with regret and guilt. His hands turned hot white too from how hard he was clenching them, trying to stop the hurt he felt from causing his first (and only) love such heartbreak.
“I think I’ll talk to my dad tomorrow,” he heard Siri say. “Just to see what my options are… Might even ask if I really have to go through with the arranged marriage…”
Panic slammed into Jungkook at that last part. Oh hell no! No, no, no, no, no!
He didn’t want this. He didn’t want her gone. He didn’t want her leaving the university, leaving their shared world, leaving him. The thought of losing Siri for good made Jungkook ache in a way that felt like he had been physically punched in the chest.
He heard her sniffle before she cleared her throat to speak some more. “I’m gonna head home anyway, Hobi. I just want to cuddle the Cooky bunny Kookie gave me, and cry my eyes out till I can’t cry anymore.”
It was actually sort of a little funny to Jungkook, hearing Siri say she wanted to go home and cry, because he’s been wanting to do that too. They’re two peas in a pod, really.
“Aww, Siri…” Jungkook heard Hobi say pitifully. “Do you want me to find the girls to go home with you?”
“No, it’s okay,” she sniffled. “They’re having a good time, and I don't wanna ruin things for them. I’ll just go to the bathroom first and then order an uber. I’ll see you around, okay?”
This is it! Jungkook thought. This was his chance to make things right!
He followed her down the hallway, heart pounding so loud it drowned everything and everyone out. He didn’t even notice the few girls who smiled at him. He only had her in his sights.
Siri reached the bathroom but before she could even turn around to close the door, Jungkook slid inside and quickly locked the door behind him.
“Hey—what—” She was startled someone had snuck in, but when she saw who it was, her eyes widened and her breath hitched. “Koo?? What are you—”
“I don’t want this!” he blurted out straight away. “I don’t want this breakup at all!”
Siri froze up and all she could do was stare at Jungkook, watching as his pretty face crumpled with what looked like pain as tears fell down his cheeks.
“I don’t want to sleep around,” he started to ramble with desperation. “Never really wanted it, and I know I never will. I’d never resent you and I’d never cheat on you. You know me, I’d never do that to you. I swear. I promise. I’m so, so fuckin’ sorry I even brought it up. I was stupid. I’m an idiot. I let other people's words get into my head and I hate myself for it.”
Jungkook then reached for Siri’s hand and dropped to his knees. “Please don’t leave,” his voice cracked with a tone sounding so broken as he begged. “Please don’t transfer. Please don’t go. Don’t leave me. Please, please, please, don’t leave me.”
Right at that moment, seeing him so desperate and scared, all Siri could see was that little four year old prince she met all those years ago, and all she wanted to do was comfort him.
She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Jungkook’s shoulders, holding him tight just as he basically squeezed the life out of her, completely afraid to lose her. He pressed his face into her tummy, and his body shook uncontrollably as he bawled.
“Hey, hey, hey,” Siri cooed while hugging him and scratching the back of his head. “It’s okay, Koo. It’s okay. Calm down and breathe. Just breathe for me.”
“M sorry, ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry. ‘M so fucking sorry,” he mumbled into her stomach as he continued to sob.
Siri’s heart ached so much as she could really feel how devastated Jungkook was. It made her start tearing up too because she was so relieved to hear him say what he did, but she was also hurt because he was hurting.
“You need to stop crying, Kookie, otherwise I’m gonna cry too.”
She pulled away a little bit so she could hold his red, teary face gently, wiping his cheeks with her thumbs.
“Everything’s okay, alright?” she said softly as her eyes went glossy and wet as she gazed down at him. “I won’t leave and we won’t be broken up if you really don’t want that.”
“I don’t want it,” Jungkook said instantly as he stood back up, landing his forehead against hers as he held her by the waist. “I mean it. I don’t want anyone else. I don't wanna fuck around. I don’t care if I miss out on anything coz missing you and being without you is worse. Want just you. Only you, Siri. I love you so much, so please, please don't leave me and take me back.”
Siri started crying now, overwhelmed by how panicked and broken Jungkook looked. She had never seen him like this before, and she didn’t like it. She needed to make him feel better.
“Oh, my sweet prince,” she cooed at him, trying to smile through her tears as she leaned in to kiss his nose softly. “I love you too and I won’t go anywhere, okay? I’m still yours and you’re still mine.”
Oh thank god! Jungkook thought as relief rushed through him.
Warmth coursed through him when Siri started kissing around his tear stained face, and when her lips eventually brushed over his, Jungkook couldn’t hold it in. He leaned in and captured her mouth with his, kissing her with everything he’s got. He even whimpered into the kiss.
He pulled her close against his body, needing to feel her heart against his chest, needing the reassurance of her mouth against his. She kissed him back with the same fervour, holding him just as tightly.
“Need you~” he whined against her lips. “Three days without you and I hated every second. Less than 15 hours since we broke up and I couldn’t take it.” He kissed her again. “Need you so bad, baby, please…”
“I’m right here, Koo. I’m right here and all yours.”
Jungkook whined into Siri’s mouth as his hands slid down to firmly squeeze her ass. She was in a little black dress, so he tugged the hem up before gripping her butt cheeks again. He then lifted her without separating their lips, settling her on the edge of the bathroom sink where his body fitted perfectly between her legs.
Their hands wasted no time; hers went to his pants where she undid the zipper and button. His right hand went straight to her pussy, fingers sliding over her panties where he rubs her nub a little first before pulling the lace material to the side. He slipped his middle finger inside her while pressing his thumb on her clit, rubbing circles over it while his finger curled and vibrated inside her walls.
Jungkook knew Siri’s body as if it was his own. He knew the rhythm and pressure she liked that made her mewl and whine. He knew how to touch her to make her putty in his hands. He knew how to make her all wet and ready for him.
Siri pushed the denim of Jungkook’s jeans apart and down his hips, then her hand slipped inside the waistband of his boxer briefs. Her fingers wrapped around his rock hard length to stroke him, making him break their kissing with a deep groan as his forehead fell to her shoulder.
“Fuck, baby…” he choked out. He loved the way she’d stroke his whole length, and she even made sure her fingers would massage his balls for a moment before stroking back up his member again. Obviously, she knew him inside out, too.
That’s the benefit of being each other’s first and only lover. They were able to explore and experiment, and get to know how the other liked things done.
Siri squeezed his cock, tugging him closer, and Jungkook took the hint. With a final, lingering circle of his thumb on her clit, he slid his fingers away from her warm, slick folds, already glistening with her arousal.
He quickly licked his fingers clean then reached between them where his hand replaced Siri’s on his hard, throbbing cock. He positioned his tip at her entrance, and with one swift thrust, he was deep inside her, the base of his cock kissing her pussy.
He groaned at the feeling of her walls welcoming him home while she whimpered at how deep he felt. Siri then wrapped her arms tightly around Jungkook’s shoulders, and her legs locked around his ass as he started to move.
More soft whimpers and mewls escaped her lips as he fucked into her frantically, his hips thrusting into her in a passionately desperate way. He just wanted to be inside her so bad. Wanted to show her that he really loves her. He wanted to make her feel good after making her feel heartbroken these last few days.
Siri could feel what Jungkook’s body was trying to convey, and it made her chest go warm. She tightened her arms and legs around him, letting him know she loves him too, and that she understands.
She was becoming so wet, her arousal soaked Jungkook’s length, making it so easy for him to go faster. To slam into her and hear those lovely sounds that slipped from her lips.
The sound of their skin slapping together filled the small bathroom, mingling with their ragged breaths and muffled moans. Siri was absolutely creaming around Jungkook’s cock, her pussy tightening with every stroke as if it had missed him just as much as he had missed her.
They kissed some more, tongues colliding and moans were swallowed by each other’s mouths.
"God, you feel so good," Jungkook muttered against Siri’s lips. "Missed you so much, baby."
"Mmm–missed you too, Koo…" she breathed out as her legs pulled him in closer.
Jungkook didn’t hold back at all. His pace quickened, fucking into Siri in a way that made him feel totally lost in euphoria.
But then he wanted more. He wanted her closer than this.
With a strong grip on her ass, Jungkook lifted Siri off the sink, turned around, then he pressed her back against the bathroom door. Their bodies were closer together now with no space between them. It was perfect. It’s just what he wanted.
He fucked up into her, making the door rattle loudly behind her. He then angled his hips in that way he knew would hit her spongy g-spot, and it caused Siri to bite her bottom lip, trying to control her moans as pleasure filled her.
“No, don't hold back, baby,” Jungkook rasped. “Let it out. Let people hear us so they know you’re mine. So they know I’m yours again.”
Siri listens to her man and lets go. Her moans grew louder and unrestrained as Jungkook pounded into her harder and faster against the door, making it rattle louder and bang on its hinges.
“Oh fuck! Kook! I’m close, I’m close!” she cried out as she dug her nails into his shoulders and her legs tightened around him. "Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!"
Of course he wouldn’t stop. Not when she felt like this, and not when she was his again.
Jungkook pumped his cock into Siri at an unrelenting pace now, feeling her wetness soak him even more as her walls pulsed around him.
“Goddayum,” he growled. “Gonna love this pussy and only this pussy forever. It’s only you, baby. Only you, ya got that?”
Siri whined and mewled, her body tightening around him as her orgasm approached. When it finally hit... “Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck, Koo—only you for me too! O-oohh~!”
The sensation of her coming undone pushed Jungkook over the edge. He did a few hard thrusts before he let out a guttural groan, burying himself deep inside his lover, spilling his hot seeds in quick bursts that coated her walls.
His hips then slowed to a stop, but he kept Siri pinned against the door, keeping her pussy plugged with his cock. Both drop their foreheads onto each other, letting out their breaths as they come down from the highs.
“I love you, Siri,” Jungkook said breathlessly.
“I love you too, Kookie,” she replied softly.
They both tilted their heads at the same time, connecting their lips in a slow and tender kiss, with no doubts between them anymore.
But then… Knock knock knock!
“Hey lovebirds!” a voice came through on the other side of the door. Both Siri and Jungkook recognised it as the host of the party, Jackson Wang.
“Sounds like you two have made up in there, and while I’m happy for you guys, my bladder is about to fuckin’ burst, man! There’s also like, three other people out here needing to take a piss since my other bathrooms are occupado, so are you two gonna be much longer?”
Giggles came from the couple, and Jungkook called back that they’d be out in a minute. He helped Siri clean up the mess between her legs while she fixed his hair, and then both of them gently wiped away the tear stains left behind on the other’s face.
When they finally opened the door, Jackson shoved past them like the wind, muttering a very relieved, “Oh, thank fuck,” as he clutched his groin and disappeared inside.
Hand in hand, Siri and Jungkook walked back through the party and out of the house. As they left, they were greeted by knowing smiles and satisfied grins from their friends because the ‘it’ couple was back where they belonged.
Within minutes, gossip started spreading that they were together again. Some people expected it while others laughed at the fact that they hadn’t even managed to stay broken up for a full day.
It's the first and only time a break up ever happened to the couple. Jungkook made sure of it, because…
The next morning, while Siri was still peacefully asleep in his bed, Jungkook made a phone call to a very important person.
“Well hello, my son,” his father said brightly. “To what do I owe this pleasure so early in the morning?”
Jungkook chuckled, “Hey, Appa. I’m calling because… well… It’s to do with Siri.”
“Is everything okay? You’ve been taking care of my favourite daughter-in-law, yes?”
Jungkook smiled to himself, loving how his parents loved Siri, too.
“She’s your only daughter-in-law, but yes—well, actually no…” he answered honestly. “I said something stupid at the beginning of the week, but Siri and I are okay now.”
“Okay, that’s good. I’m glad to hear that. So what is it about her you wanted to talk about?”
Jungkook took a deep breath in to sort of prepare himself.
“Well… You know how I always said I wanted to wait until graduation day to propose to her? I’ve changed my mind. I don’t wanna wait that long. I want to propose to Siri on her birthday. Do you think you can help me find her a ring sometime soon?”
Jungkook’s father smiled into the phone, “Well of course, my boy! I’d be honoured to help.”
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A/N: things are gonna get serious soon...
Only You • BTS JJK • Ch.5 [First Sexual Experiences]
Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together.
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>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri
>Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff
>Wordcount: ~4300
More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist
>> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes.
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please
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From the ages of sixteen to seventeen, Siri and Jungkook had done pretty much everything except the horizontal tango.
They’ve made-out with each other plenty of times, basically sucking each other’s lips off—according to a disgusted Yoongi one time.
They’ve fondled each other’s private parts where they giggled and marvelled at each other’s anatomy…
“Dayum, babe,” Jungkook said the first time he touched Siri’s breasts, with his doe eyes wider than ever. “Your boobs are really soft! And look at that!” he playfully jiggles and squeezes them with a boyish grin on his face. “They fit in my hands perfectly!”
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“Gosh, your dick is pretty thick, Koo,” Siri said with amazement as she took Jungkook’s semi-hardened length into her hand and wobbled it (or more like she swung it) around, slapping it onto his stomach which made her giggle.
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“Can’t believe I’m finally seeing a vijayjay up close,” Jungkook said with his head between Siri’s thighs. “This is sooo much better than porn. Your lips look pretty too, baby. They look like… I dunno… like flower petals?”
~ He inhales her scent ~ “Ugghh, you smell good too, just like your bodywash.”
When it was time to taste one another, it was also pretty funny to them as they were learning with each other…
“Wouldn’t it be funny if I accidentally bit your dick, Kookie?” Siri said to him, wobbling his hardened penis around again, purposely making it tap his stomach. She loved playing with his big dick.
“Baby, don't joke. I’m actually nervous you might. I’ve seen the way you bite into a popsicle.”
“Hey, I’ve seen the way you eat, you muscle-piggy. When it’s my turn, don’t be munching on me like you do with your food.”
Jungkook rolled his eyes and grinned, “Let’s just agree to not use our teeth, yeah? We’ve watched enough porn together to know teeth aren’t involved.”
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“Was that okay, Koo? I can’t really fit all of you in my mouth.”
~ Siri takes his shaft into her mouth again ~
“Ohhh hell yeah it’s okay—more than okay… Shit yeah, do that again with your tongue…”
~ Siri pops off his length next ~
“You sure I’m deep enough for you? I’m gonna try go deeper. Hwasa said I should be trying to gag on it.”
“H-Hoooly, f-fuuuck… Yeah, gag on that dick, baby.” Jungkook pushed Siri’s head slightly deeper to hear that particular gagging sound. “Oh yeah, that’s good. Go as deep as you can for me and stroke what you can’t fit into your mouth. That's my good girl. Shit, that feels so, so good.”
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“Siri baby, can you cup or massage my balls, too, please?... Ughhh yeah, that’s it. Fuck, your mouth is heaven!”
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“Can you swallow for me, princess?”
Siri scrunched up her nose with reluctance as she came off his dick, but she still continued to stroke his length. “Do I have to? I heard from Hwasa and Jessi that cum tastes gross…”
“Aww, pretty pleeease?” Jungkook begged. “You might like my cum… you never know unless you try.”
Siri sighed, “I guess you’re right… Ugh, okaaay, I’ll do it for you. You’re lucky I love you.”
“God, I love you, too!” Jungkook said as he hung his head back from the feel of her mouth on him again. He fisted his bedsheets and his toes started to curl. “You’re the best girlfriend ever, baby. Gonna do my best to make you feel good too.”
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“So how’d I taste?”
Siri scrunched her face up a bit as she swirled her tongue around her mouth, trying to taste all the flavours going on. “Umm… Not bad, but not exactly good either. Kinda like a creamy, salty flav—urrggh!” She dry heaved unexpectedly and it made Jungkook’s heart drop.
Siri quickly covered her mouth and got up to go to the bathroom, wanting to rinse her mouth out with mouthwash to get rid of the taste.
“Sorry, Kookie!” she eventually shouted out from the bathroom. “The after-taste is just… not the best…”
Jungkook pouted and was slightly offended, even though he expected this since his hyungs told him most of the girls who gave them BJ’s didn’t really like swallowing cum due to the taste too. It’s just that Jungkook was sorta hoping his cum would be different and that Siri would like his.
“I guess this means you won’t be swallowing ever again then?” Jungkook asked her, feeling a little disappointed.
Siri came out wiping her mouth, but she looked rather embarrassed. She didn’t want to offend her boyfriend, but it couldn’t be helped. Can’t exactly stop yourself from gagging or vomiting when it’s the body’s natural reflex.
“No, it’s okay,” she said to him, wanting to cheer him up as she didn't like her man being sad. “I don’t mind swallowing if it feels good for you.”
Jungkook looked at his girlfriend with concern, “You don't have to swallow just to make me feel better, ya know. I don’t wanna make you grossed out or vom on my dick…”
Siri giggled as she crawled over Jungkook’s body and gave him a cute little peck on his sad, pouty lips. “But I want to make you feel good, Kookie. Let’s just make sure we have some mints or mouthwash or something like that near us whenever I give you a gobby so I can get rid of the taste as soon as possible.”
“You sure?” he looked doubtful.
“Yes,” Siri nodded with a smile. “And if for some reason I don’t feel like swallowing,” she shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal, “then you can just cum on my tits.”
Jungkook’s eyes lit up at that and his pout was gone. That wasn’t a bad alternative. He loved feeling and looking at Siri’s boobs, so to have those pretty pillowy melons covered in his cum would be even better.
“Okay, deal. Now it’s your turn.”
Jungkook flipped Siri over and buried his face into her pussy, nose smushed against her clit while he stuck his tongue as far as he could go into her hole.
“Oh wow, oh my gosh!” Siri squirmed and giggled at the feel of his tongue wiggling around inside her, trying to taste her walls. “It tickles!”
Jungkook popped his head out for a moment to breathe and lick his lips. “Holy shit, baby, you taste really sweet—also a little salty, but more so sweet! Don’t know how I’m gonna stop eatin’ you out. Wish I could actually munch on you.”
“No! No teeth remember!” Siri laughed, then gasped when she felt Jungkook enter a finger into her.
“I know,” he grinned. “But damn,” he continued with surprise while slowly fingering her, “it’s really soft in there… And you’re really wet.”
“Keep doing that, Kookie. That’s a nice pace.”
“O-okay, yeah,” Jungkook nodded. Remembering what he saw from porn, he kept fingering Siri and leaned in to lick and suck on her clit.
After some minutes, he then lifted his head. “Am I doing okay, ba—mmm?!”
But Siri shut him up by pushing his head back in, burying his face into her pussy again. “Shh. Don’t talk. You’re ruining the build up.”
Not long after that…
“O-ohh my god, Kook! Yes! Keep going like that! Don’t change the rhythm of anything! Just like that… Yes…Yes... Shit… So close, so close!… Oh my gahh!”
When it was finally time for the couple to do the actual deed, it was Valentine’s Day during their final year of high school (the year they would be turning 18). Jungkook had everything planned for his special girl, giving her a bouquet of baby’s breath (Siri’s favourite flowers), and taking her on a date to their favourite burger joint because even though they both came from money and are nepo babies, both of them weren’t into that fancy stuff, and enjoyed a burger and fries over lobster and steaks.
After dinner, Jungkook drove Siri to their favourite secluded hilltop overlooking the city. The area had been transformed with fairy lights wrapped around the big tree, a picnic blanket spread out, and a basket of desserts that were all set up earlier with the help of the hyungs.
Everything had been going perfectly, and Jungkook was confident until it was time for the talk that would lead into sexy time.
He was nervous because losing your virginity is a big deal, but he’s always known who he wanted to lose it to. Just like with all his other ‘firsts,’ there were no doubts at all that it would be with anyone else but Siri, and he knew she felt the same way about him.
They were ready. He was sure of it. They’ve done everything except the main course. However, Jungkook was mainly worried about hurting Siri. He’s had his fingers inside her many times before and he’s felt how tight she can be. He didn’t want her first time to be sore and uncomfortable.
But really, Jungkook had nothing to worry about when the conversation came, because once again, their special moment was more so funny and chill rather than scary or nerve-wracking.
Jungkook should’ve known how things would go with Siri. Everything had always been easy with her. She was always honest and gentle with him, and whenever she noticed his nervousness or anxiety creeping in, she’d always find a way to make him laugh and help him feel at ease with their situation.
While they sat there on the picnic blanket where they finished eating some cake, Siri noticed all of Jungkook’s nervous tells—being his best friend since they were four years old made it easy for her to see them.
He started staring wide-eyed and blankly into the distance, all while nibbling his lower lip and fiddling with his earrings on his right ear.
Since it was Valentine’s Day, Siri already knew where Jungkook’s carefully planned romantic night was meant to lead, so she decided to help her man and make the first move.
“Koo?” Siri said softly.
But he was still zoned out. In his head, Jungkook was panicking.
Shit, shit, shit. How do I start this conversation?
Is Siri even ready for this, or is it just me?
Will I last long enough for her to cum first? … But I did have a wank in the shower earlier so that should’ve helped, right?...
Will my dick even get in??
Will Siri be in pain? What if it’s so sore for her she doesn't want to do it again??
What if I fumble with the condom and look like a total loser sliding it on my dick??
Jungkook continued nibbling on his bottom lip while his fingers fiddled with his earrings, and his doe eyes stared at absolutely nothing while his mind went haywire.
Siri watched him for a few seconds before a light giggle slipped out because Jungkook was obviously still in his head, so she tried to bring him back to earth, back to her.
“Hellooo?” she teased gently. “Earth to Kookie?” she waved her hand in his face.
Jungkook finally snapped back to reality. He gulped, eyes looking like a deer in headlights. “Y-Yeah, baby?”
Siri giggled again. “My sweet, sweet, Kookoo-kachoo,” she said as she slid herself onto his lap so she was straddling him. She cupped his face and squished his cheeks together, making his lips look like a fish.
“My sweet bunny boy, my bambi, my muscly-pig, my silly Koo—”
“Okay, okay,” he said with squished lips as he tried to smile. “You don’t gotta say all my nicknames.”
Siri giggled again before she pecked his squished lips. “Stop overthinking. I’m ready.”
Jungkook’s eyes widened and he pulled Siri’s hands away from his face, keeping hold of them to his chest. “Are you sure? Coz we can wait if you want? I don't want you to think you have to do this just coz I did all of this for you tonight.”
Siri smiled warmly at him, her thumbs brushing over his hands. “I’m ready if you are. Althooough~ you seem way more nervous about this than me.” She lifted a hand to his hair, brushing it out of his eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this, Kookie? We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”
“N-No, I’m ready!” he said quickly. “It’s just… I was thinking about you.” He laughed sheepishly, “Like, I don’t wanna hurt you… And what if I don’t last long enough for you?”
Siri shrugged nonchalantly, “Well I already know it might hurt a little at first. The girls told me it gets better once we start moving though.” She moved her hands to cup his face, gazing into his dark chocolaty doe eyes. “We’ll take it slow, okay?”
Jungkook nodded, his heart and mind not as crazy as it was moments ago.
Siri smiled again and leaned in to kiss her silly, overthinking boyfriend. His lips melted into hers, slotting into place perfectly because their mouths were made to fit together. Each other’s lips are the only lips either of them have ever known, and neither could imagine kissing anyone else ever.
Jungkook had always loved Siri’s kisses. It was like her lips had some kind of calming effect; whenever he was stressed about exams or assignments, he always ended up finding Siri, doe eyes putting on the biggest puppy-dog stare with a dramatic pout, and he’d mumble, “Babyyy… need to feel better. Can I have a kiss?” or he’d say, “Kiss kiss, please.”
Of course Siri always gave in, rolling her eyes like she was annoyed even though her smile showed the opposite every time.
Sometimes Jungkook didn’t even have to ask for a kiss. Siri would just know. One look at those doe eyes and she would tug her man closer, press a kiss to his lips, his cheek or his nose, and maybe wrap her arms around him for a few seconds longer than necessary. It was like she could sense exactly what he needed before he even realised it himself.
And right now, with the fairy lights twinkling above, Siri's kiss reminded Jungkook that when he’s with her, he doesn’t need to worry about anything else. All that mattered was her and how she made him feel.
Happy and in love.
While their lips were locked, their hands started to wander. Him sliding his hands to cup the volume of her breasts through her dress. Her hands slid under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin and the hard pounding of his heart.
Jungkook then dipped his head, his lips leaving a trail of wet open mouthed kisses along Siri’s jaw, down her neck and to the spot right behind her ear—the place he knows is her sensitive ‘horny’ spot that always sends a shiver down her spine and makes her pussy leak and clench at nothing.
Jungkook knows Siri’s body, just like she knows his. They’ve learned about every inch of each other over the last two years through careful playing and exploring together.
While his mouth was busy around her neck, and his hands were busy with her boobs, Siri’s hands slid down Jungkook’s body, fingers finding the button of his jeans. She popped the button out, then tugged the zipper down where she could feel his cock was already hard. She palmed his hardened length, stroking him over the fabric of his underwear and it made him moan against her skin.
Feeling too constrained, Jungkook leaned against the tree behind him for support and lifted his hips, pushing down his jeans and underwear so they laid loose by his ankles. His cock was free now, and Siri didn't hesitate to take his length into her hands, stroking it slowly where she could feel some precum at his tip.
“Mmm,” Jungkook mumbled against Siri’s ear, sending a tingle to her core. “Lemme get the condom, baby.” He leaned forward towards his jeans, slipping his hand into the back pocket where he retrieved the condom he brought.
He leant back against the tree behind him again and gets a little clumsy while opening the condom packet as his heart and mind start going wild with anticipation.
Holy shit, this is really happening. We’re about to have sex!
Seeing him fumble with the latex, Siri smiled fondly at her boyfriend before her lips were on his face—not his mouth, but everywhere else. She placed soft, reassuring kisses on him, peppering his forehead, his cheeks, and then lastly, his lips, because she also loved his lips and the way he kisses her back with a need more so than a want.
“Relax, Koo. It’s just us here,” she whispered. “Just you and me. No need to rush.”
Her calmness and kisses brought Jungkook’s anxiety down. He took a deep breath to steady himself before he sheathed his length, then he gulped and looked up at Siri with wide doe eyes.
“I-I’m ready… Are you?”
She pulled back just enough to smile at him cheekily. Siri then raised herself up from Jungkook's lap as her hands slipped to the hem of her dress, lifting it up to show him something… She had no underwear on.
Jungkook’s breath hitched and his eyes widened as a wave of heat crept up his skin (and obviously his dick). “Shit, you had no panties this whole time?”
“Mhmm~” she hummed in a singy-songy tone with a grin.
Jungkook realised that meant Siri had truly been ready. She had been sure of tonight, and of him.
And if she was absolutely sure and ready, then so was he.
In that moment, it was like Jungkook’s worries went away…
“Not very princessy of you,” he teased, and it made Siri giggle.
“Luckily I’m not a real princess then, huh?”
Jungkook reached up, his hands sliding under Siri’s dress where they settled on her hips, his thumbs gently stroking her soft skin. “You’re my princess, though.”
The way he looked at her when he said that, with his doe eyes all sparkly like the milky way, it sent Siri’s heart soaring. Even after all this time together, knowing each other since they were four, Jungkook still manages to make her heart flutter.
“And you’re my prince,” she smiled.
Jungkook tilted his face up next, asking for her lips to join his and Siri did it without question. While their mouths were busy, she took his length and aligned it to her core.
“Go slow and take your time, kay, baby?” Jungkook said softly against her lips. “Don't want you to hurt.”
She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck before she begins to lower herself onto him.
Siri gasped when she felt a burning sensation as her walls got slowly stretched by his cock. With every inch she lowered herself, she either hissed, inhaled sharply or winced at the slight pain.
“You’re doing so good, princess,” Jungkook murmured while his hands cradle her butt, rubbing soothing circles over her cheeks. He then pressed his lips to her neck, to her shoulder, and to anywhere he could reach just to help distract her from the discomfort.
Once Siri was finally fully seated on him, she felt hot. She felt full. She felt overwhelmed that she’s done it. She’s joined herself with the only boy she’s ever loved since she was four.
Jungkook felt hot, too. He felt it in his cheeks, in his chest, in his hands, and of course, in his cock. He also felt this tightness, like there's pressure around him, which was obviously due to the fact Siri’s walls were tight, squeezing around him while she also hugged him close.
For a few seconds, neither of them move. They just breathe a little shakily with their foreheads pressed together.
“You okay?” Jungkook eventually asked. “You’re really frickin’ tight around me.”
“Y-Yeah. Just getting used to your size. It’s sort of like… like having a really big tampon up in there.”
Jungkook couldn’t help but laugh, loving that Siri can make light of a situation. She laughed too and it made her pussy clench around his length.
Jungkook groaned at that. “Holy shit, that felt nice.”
Siri wiggled on his lap, trying to get herself more comfortable. “Okay, well… I guess I’ll start moving?…”
She’s tentative at first, doing an experimental lift of her hips, being sure to not lift herself up Jungkook's length too high, then she sinks back down on him slowly. A soft gasp leaves her when she does it again. And again, and again.
Jungkook also has sounds slipping from his lips. Sometimes he gasped, sometimes he just breathed out heavily, another time he groaned at the nice feeling of her walls sucking him in.
Each motion is gentle and achingly careful, and with each rise and fall, the initial burn and stretchy feeling disappears for Siri, turning into something pleasurable. She's able to lift herself up higher, then come back down with a little more confidence, and her movements become less hesitant and more fluid.
“Fuck,” Jungkook murmured as his hands squeezed her ass cheeks, “you feel so good, baby. Doing so well.”
“Am I?”
“Heck, yeah. You have no idea how tight your pussy is and I fuckin’ love it. Literally feels like you're hugging my cock. Feels like I’m right at home.”
Siri smiled with her heart feeling so warm. Her hands went to Jungkook’s hair where she guided his face to hers so they could kiss again. And it wasn't a sweet kiss. It was a hungry, needy one.
The deeper their kissing got, the faster Siri moved on him. It made them both feel hotter, and made them feel that coil in their cores tightening.
Jungkook could tell Siri was getting a little tired though as she started whimpering, so without another thought, he wrapped his arms securely around her, holding her tight to his chest, and then he swiftly rolled them over.
“Ahh, Kookie!!” Siri squealed with surprise, not expecting that at all. But now, the picnic blanket was against her back, and the fairy lights were above Jungkook, making him look so ethereal.
Still buried deeply inside his girlfriend, Jungkook leaned his forearms on either side of her head, then he adjusted his hips and legs, settling himself comfortably between her thighs.
Siri looked up at him like he was crazy for suddenly changing their position, but she also had the biggest smile on her face. “You crazy bunny boy.”
“Crazy for you,” is all he said before he started to thrust into her slowly.
Jungkook watched Siri's face for any sign of discomfort as he rocked his hips, but it seemed she was fine. If anything, she was dazed in pleasure as her eyes kept fluttering shut and little mewls left her lips.
The burning feeling was long gone for Siri now, replaced by a spreading heat that tightened the coil in her core more with each thrust. She could still feel the stretch and the way Jungkook filled her completely, and with how his body was so close—where the base of his cock rubbed over her clit—it brought her closer to the edge.
She wrapped her legs around Jungkook’s waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go a little faster.
“Gosh, you feel so good, Koo.”
“Yeah? Like the way my cock feels?”
“Yes!” Siri moaned out as she hung her head back due to overwhelming pleasure she could feel. “Oh god, yes!”
Seeing his girlfriend enjoying this made Jungkook thrust into her harder and faster. He wanted her to cum. He wanted to know what it was like to feel her orgasming.
He felt her walls get slicker which made it easier for him to really grind into her, and then his pace turned frantic where every thrust sent a wave of heat coursing through both their bodies. Her hot, heavy breathing fanned across his face, just like his breathing fanned hers too, and then both their hips rocked together in a passionate rhythm, making that fiery coil wind tighter and tighter low in their cores.
“Don’t stop,” Siri rasped as her hands gripped Jungkook’s back tight. His hips moved faster and deeper, driven by the need to feel her come undone beneath him. “Just like that, Kook. Keep… keep going like—fuck, I’m gonna—”
Her words dissolved into a high, moaning cry as her coil snapped. Her inner muscles clenched and pulsed around him that it spurred Jungkook to cum too. With a deep ragged groan, he buried his face in Siri’s neck while his hips stuttered as he released his load into the condom.
His body then goes limp, dropping his weight onto Siri, but she didn’t mind. They stayed like that for a bit, joined as one. All breathless, hearts pounding, and full of euphoria.
“Holy shit,” Jungkook said breathlessly. “That was better than I thought.”
Siri chuckled lightly, “You doubted us?”
“No,” he answered quickly. “I doubted me. Thought I’d be shit at it and bust my nuts sooner.”
Siri laughed loudly, moving her hands to cup her man’s pretty and just-fucked-afterglowy face. “I love you, you know that? It was the perfect first time.”
Jungkook smiled so wide it almost hurt his cheeks. He felt like he was on cloud nine, and his heart felt super warm and full because he was right where he’s supposed to be. Right here with her.
“I love you, too, my princess. And I definitely can’t wait to do that again with you. And again, and again, and again till we have a hundred babies!”
Siri laughed again, “Oh my god! No way are we having that many kids!”
“Well of course not,” Jungkook grinned cheekily. “Doesn’t mean we can’t try though.”
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Description: "I am called the Siren because I can lure any man or woman. My specialty is to seduce and fuck my way in, gain people's trust, then get them when they're at their most vulnerable." Siri is a seductive, lethal assassin. Her mission: Eliminate Mafia gang Bangtan.
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Pairings: mafia gang BTS OT7 x assassinOC named Serena/Siri
Genre: Reverse harem, smutty, action, angst, happy ending
Wordcount: ~3500
Chapter Summary: POV changes, it's a happy ending for everyone! smut with Bangtan; she gets gangbanged again! double penetration, all holes filled, spanking, degradation, BTS fanchant, aftercare. (Please remember this is one of my earlier works, so my writing wasn't the best!)
>More overall series warnings are on The Siren Masterlist
Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes (her face claim is in my masterlist).
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work.
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BTS were nervously waiting for Serena to come back. They all wondered if she would decide to be with Jackson or come back for them. But then they reminded each other about her motto of honesty and trust, even though they now know that it was Jackson who told her about it.
They all knew they couldn't be mad at Jackson since he and his team saved them. And it's not like he hurt Siri intentionally by cheating on her or anything.
They slowly came to terms with the idea that if Siri wanted Jackson, then they would let her go. After everything she has been through, she deserves happiness and stability, and most of all love. And she can get that either with them or with Jackson.
But Namjoon had an idea that he shared with his members. Something that would benefit everyone. They all agreed and thought it could work.
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A car pulled up to the Bangtan house and BTS went to their front door to see who it was since they didn't recognise the car. Relief came over them and they were filled with excitement as they saw their Siren come out of the car.
As soon as she turned to face them, she ran straight to them with a big smile on her face. She immediately jumped into the arms of the first person who ran to her with arms wide open. That being Jungkook, and this time, he wasn't going to stand still. He responded by holding her tightly and spinning her around, making her squeal and giggle. Then they kissed each other with love.
"I'm so glad you're back," he said to her. "I was scared we were going to lose you."
"Never, remember?" She said, repeating what Jungkook said after Mila almost killed him. "I could never leave my favourite." His bunny smile came out and she swooned at the sight, kissing him deeply again.
Once Jungkook put her down, Taehyung immediately swooped her up and spun her around too while giving her kisses all over her face and then finally on her lips. As soon as he put her down Namjoon came and grabbed her face, pulling her in for a passionate kiss.
"I got worried for a moment," he murmured to her.
"I promised I would come back," she grinned up at him.
"I know. It was only for a moment," he gave his dimple smile and she poked into it.
But then her heart sank at the confession she needed to make. "Joonie, Jackson and I—"
"It's ok," he cut her off, knowing what would've happened. "I told you, whatever happens, we understand." He smiled deeply again and Siri kissed his dimple.
"Sweetcheeks!" Jimin said as he hugged Siri from behind and spun her around as well. He then turned her to face him and he kissed her deeply too. "Don't ever leave us," he said softly while nuzzling their noses together.
"I'm here to stay this time. As long as you all want me."
"Of course we want you Sunshine!" Hoseok pulled Siri from Jimin's hold and placed a loving kiss on her lips. "You are our light," he said with his wide sunny smile making Siri smile widely too and her heart flutter.
Another pair of arms hugged Siri from behind and a head rested on her right shoulder.
"We can't function well as a team without you, gorgeous," Yoongi tells her. "Glad to hear you're staying with us."
Siri turned to the right so she was facing Yoongi now and gave him a deep loving kiss. "Good to know you guys still need me," she said and gave Yoongi a wink to which he gummy smiled at.
"Of course we need you," Jin started to say as Yoongi stepped away so Jin could be with her. "There's no one else to help me control the maknae line," he grinned, making Siri chuckle.
He held Siri's face in both his hands and leaned down to kiss her lovingly. "We love you Siri," he said as he pressed his forehead against hers.
"I love you all too."
During Siri's reunion with her Bangtan boys, Jackson watched her from the car as he leaned against the hood. Watched how her face lit up with complete joy for each member. He smiled to himself as he knew she would be happy here and very much loved.
Jackson started to walk towards his driver's door when Namjoon called out to him as he jogged over. "Hey man. I just wanted to say thanks for saving us earlier today. And thanks for being there for Siri in the past."
"No worries," Jackson gave a small smile. "Just promise me you'll take care of her. Love her with all your heart. If you or any of your members don't, you know I could come and kill all of you while you sleep." He gave a cheeky smirk.
That made Namjoon's eyes widen with a slight tinge of fear. He nodded though and said, "That, I can definitely promise."
"Good. Oh, and thanks for letting her have some time with me. I really appreciate that."
Namjoon nodded and gave a small smile, "Anything for her."
Jackson nodded in understanding, "Yep. Anything for her." He looked towards Siri one last time where his smile faltered the tiniest bit, his heart feeling both happy for Siri, and sad that he can't have her.
Seeing Jackson look at Siri lovingly just confirmed the idea Namjoon had earlier would be a good idea. Now was the time to suggest it to Jackson before he leaves.
"You know, Jackson..." Namjoon started to say, catching the other man's attention. "I see no reason why she can't be with all eight of us..." He raised one eye-brow suggestively to Jackson.
Said man's eyes widened as he was shocked at the suggestion. He didn't think Bangtan would want to share Siri. But then again, they were sharing her between each other...
"Are you serious?"
Namjoon nodded his head, "I spoke with my members. We all agreed that if she wanted you, then we would accept that. Then I had the idea that if she's going to be in a poly relationship with the seven of us, what's the harm in adding one more person? There's seven of us that love her and want to be with her. It's also obvious you love her too. And it's even more obvious that she still loves you."
Jackson nodded his head in agreement.
"The question is," Namjoon continued, "would you be able to handle sharing her with all of us?"
Jackson looked to where Siri was again and watched her laughing and smiling with the Bangtan members. He didn't want to lose her again. If that meant he had to share her then so be it.
Jackson grinned at Namjoon. "Anything for her, remember. Only if she is ok with this though."
"Come on man. You should know her better than anyone. She would love this idea. She gets to have her cake and eat it too."
Jackson chuckled back and nodded, "That is true."
"Come join us then. Let's tell her."
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---A year or so later... Siri's POV---
After Jackson dropped me back at the Bangtan house, Namjoon told me his brilliant idea of including Jackson in our poly relationship and I was ecstatic! I never thought this would work out but it has. I get to have all my eight loves with me.
Only downside with Jackson was that we couldn't be together all the time as the type of work GOT7 received was always overseas and could be for long periods of time to scout out their target. But that was ok as Jackson and I still managed to keep in touch and send each other naughty nudes occasionally.
When GOT7 weren't overseas, Jackson would stay over with me at the Bangtan house and the rest of GOT7 would sometimes come over for dinner or BBQs and they actually got along really well with the Bangtan members. Bambam and Yugyeom became close with Jungkook since they were born in the same year and Namjoon and Jackson became good friends too.
Right now, GOT7 are away somewhere in Africa for a job and I know they are doing well as Jackson keeps sending me snapchats of his kills when he has time.
I was lying on my left side on the long sofa with Yoongi spooning me as he was having a nap and I was looking at the photos Jackson had sent me.
"That's a pretty decent shot," Yoongi said, looking over my shoulder. I slightly flinched as I wasn't expecting him to be awake.
"Yeah, he did pretty good."
I then felt Yoongi kiss my neck and it started sending tingles down my body. His right hand slowly crept up from my right thigh to my breasts. He went under the large shirt I was wearing which was Namjoon's. He gave my right breast a firm squeeze and nipped at the sensitive spot on my neck making me moan.
I moved my hand behind me to Yoongi's crotch and I could feel how hard his cock was through his sweatpants. I started rubbing it and he moaned into my neck. His right hand went under my underwear and he started rubbing my clit and fingering me, making me whimper and moan.
"Mmm, so wet. You're always so wet and ready for us," he said against my neck, sending more tingles to my core.
He kissed up my neck, past my jaw and I turned my head at that moment so we could kiss. His tongue fully dominated my mouth and his fingers were going faster in and out of me and I could feel an orgasm building.
He stopped fingering me and I let out a whine at the loss of his touch.
"Such a greedy girl you are."
I put my hands down his pants and started tugging his dick to tease him now since he wasn't fingering me anymore. He growled into my ear, again sending shivers and tingles down my body. His right hand went to my underwear and with a harsh tug, he ripped it off me. He then quickly slipped his pants down so his cock was free and he bent my right leg forward at my knee then shoved his dick into me, making me moan out.
He started pounding into me in this sideways position while holding my right leg up.
"Such. A. Naughty. Girl. Siren," Yoongi said between his hard and rough thrusts.
I moaned out at each thrust and all of a sudden I felt a dip in the sofa in front of me and see a godly pair of abs and a big cock in my face, waiting for me to suck it.
"It's not going to suck itself, Sweetcheeks."
I opened wide for Jimin to shove his cock into my mouth. He started face fucking me while Yoongi was still pounding into me.
"Ooo! I wanna join! I'll go get the lube!" I heard Taehyung from behind the sofa.
My first orgasm was on its way and my walls started tightening.
"Fuck yes! Cum for me! Make me cum, gorgeous!"
Yoongi pounded into me really hard and fast to bring my orgasm to peak and I moaned loudly over Jimin's dick as I came and Yoongi came soon after.
"That's our good girl. You ready for six more coz it looks like everyone's here for you now," Yoongi said as he pulled out from behind me and saw that all the other members were there and they were looking hungry for me. He kissed my shoulder tenderly before moving away.
Jimin stopped face fucking me, pulled my shirt over my head and moved to sit on the sofa. "Of course she's ready for us. She always is. Aren't you Sweetcheeks?"
I nodded my head eagerly and he pulled me up to sit and straddle him, my boobs in his face and he started licking and sucking my nipples while caressing my breasts.
Yoongi's cum was starting to drip out of me and Jimin quickly grabbed his cock and slammed it up into me making me yell out at the deep sensation.
His hands were on my ass pulling me up and down on him. "Fuck, you are always so tight."
As I was bouncing on Jimin, another cock appeared to my left and I opened wide for him. Hoseok shoved it into my mouth deep, making me gag, which in turn made me tighten around Jimin's dick.
"Shit, keep doing that Hyung. It's like a fucking vacuum."
Hoseok then pulled my face all the way it could go on his dick and I was gagging hard.
"Yes! That's it! Going to cum!" Jimin growled.
With a few more bounces on Jimin's dick, he came in me moaning out. He kissed along my collarbone and breasts tenderly since my mouth was still on Hobi's dick. Hobi pulled me off his dick and helped me get off Jimin's lap.
Hobi then laid down on the long sofa and made me straddle him next. "You're doing good Sunshine." he said as he cupped my breasts and started kissing and sucking them.
I placed Hoseok's dick at my entrance and started bouncing on him when he wasn't expecting it, earning a moan from him.
"Such a horny girl," he said through gritted teeth as his hands went to hold my neck, slightly choking me while he thrusted up into me and I bounced down onto him. I love it when they're this rough!
"M-more," I moaned out.
"More?"
"Want to be full. Please."
"You really are a whore aren't you Baby," I could hear Namjoon come up behind me and started rubbing his thumb over my ass hole with lube on it.
"Yes," I whimpered.
Spank!
I yelled out a moan.
"Whose whore are you?" Namjoon asked me.
"Bangtan's!" I moaned out as I bounced on Hobi's dick.
"That's our girl. Now stop moving and stay still so I can fill your ass up."
I did as he said and he slowly entered his big dick into me. Hoseok was holding my breasts now and nipping and sucking my nipples to distract me. Once Namjoon was fully in, he started pounding into me hard, making me move on Hobi's dick too.
Namjoon grabbed my arms and placed them behind my back and used them to pull me into him harder. I screamed at the feeling of being full and I loved it.
I then felt another dick on the side of my face and saw Jin standing there waiting for me to suck him off. Namjoon kept his left hand holding my hands behind me and used his right hand to pull my hair. He turned my head to face Jin's length. "Suck his dick!"
I obediently obeyed and opened up for Jin. Namjoon pushed my head further on Jin's cock and I gagged as it reached the back of my throat, causing me to tighten my walls around Hoseok and Namjoon.
"Fuck that does feel good when she's gagging," Hoseok grunted.
Namjoon's right hand let go of my hair and was back holding my arms. He pounded into me as rough as he could go, causing both Hoseok and I to have our orgasms build from the movement.
"Cumming!" Namjoon growled out.
"Me too!" Hobi moaned.
My mouth was too full of Jin's dick but I moaned as I came for the second time too.
Jin stopped me from sucking his dick so Hoseok and Namjoon could pull out of me. They both gave me a soft kiss and moved away. Jin gave me a towel to quickly wipe up the cum coming out of me then went to lay down on the sofa where I straddled him now.
"Three more, love. You ok?"
I nodded my head and gave him a deep kiss. At the same time, I positioned his cock at my entrance and I slowly sat down on him. I moved on him slowly as I was feeling sensitive down there from all the dicks I've had.
While going slow, I could feel someone rubbing my ass hole with lube again.
"Hold still for me Noona." I stopped and waited for Taehyung to get in my ass.
Once he was in, we started rocking together and had a good rhythm going between him and Jin. I was a moaning mess again as they both pumped into me.
I then felt a gentle hand on my head, stroking my hair. I looked to my side and saw my favourite. I smirked up at him and licked my lips.
Jungkook smirked back and his right hand that was stroking my hair moved so he could grip the base tightly. He pulled my face to him and shoved his cock into my mouth. He facefucked me while Taehyung and Jin were still pumping into me.
"Shit, gonna cum!" Jin moaned out as I gagged on Jungkook's dick. As he came, I could feel his cock throbbing in me and my walls tightened slightly on Taehyung's dick.
Taehyung slowed his movements in my ass and pulled out slowly. He helped me up so I could get off Jin. Cum dripped out of me and Jungkook quickly wiped that up with the towel.
Jungkook then laid where Jin was and pulled me down so I could straddle him. I slowly sat down on his cock, earning a moan from him, and I leaned over so my breasts were squished on his chest.
Taehyung entered my ass again and started pounding into me hard while holding my hips. Jungkook and I kissed passionately while moaning into our kiss together.
Spank!
"Mmm!" I moaned into Jungkook's lips.
"It's time to hear that chant!" Tae growled as he thrusted into my ass harder. "Who do you belong to, Siren!"
"Bangtan!" I cried out.
"Try again Sunshine! You know the drill," I heard Hobi say from somewhere.
Spank!
"Ahh! Kim. Nam. Joon!" I said between Tae's thrusts.
Spank!
"Mmm, Kim. Seok. Jin!"
Spank!
"Fuck she just gets tighter and tighter," Jungkook grunted and moaned out while thrusting up into me.
"Fuck! Min Yoongi!"
"Man I love her moaning our names like that." I heard Yoongi say. "Should've had her do it at the beginning."
"I know right," Jimin agreed. "Turns me on more when hearing it."
Spank!
"Keep going Noona!" Tae growled.
"J-jung... ah! Hoseok!"
Spank!
"Park Ji...mmm!"
"Come on Sweetcheeks! You always get stuck on my name. Say it for me."
"Oh. God! Park. Ji. Min!" I moaned between thrusts again.
"There we go. You're doing good."
"Shit, I'm cumming soon," Taehyung muttered. "This is so fucking hot! Say our names!"
Spank!
"K-kim. Tae. Hyung!"
Spank!"
"Just me... left... Noona... Come on... make us cum!" Jungkook growled between breaths and thrusts.
"Fuck! Jeon... Jung! Kook!" I shouted.
Spank!
"Whose whore are you Noona?" Tae repeated as he and Jungkook pounded into me at full force.
"Oh. My. God!" I said with the last few thrusts, "I'm Bangtan's whore!" I shouted as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I came all around their cocks, them cumming with me.
I collapsed on top of Jungkook, his face in the crook of my neck, and Taehyung collapsed on my back. All three of us were puffed out and panting heavily.
"That was fuckin hot," Yoongi crouched down and kissed my forehead.
"You did so good Baby." Namjoon stroked my hair, "We'll run you a nice bath and take care of you ok."
I slightly nodded while my eyes were closed, still trying to catch my breath but I had a smile on my face.
Jungkook kissed my neck softly, while Taehyung kissed my shoulder blades. He slowly slipped out of my ass leaving me and Jungkook abit more room to breathe better.
"Come on Sweetcheeks, let's get you into the bath." JImin lifted me off Jungkook and carried me bridal style to the big bathtub.
Jin and Hoseok were in there this time waiting for me. Jimin carefully popped me in the water and gave me a sweet kiss on the forehead before he left. Jin placed me on his lap facing outwards and Hobi was by my legs. They both massaged my limbs and shoulders for me and I smiled at the affection.
"You ok, Noona?" Jungkook asked softly as he crouched down to the tub and dipped his fingers in the water, circling it.
"Of course I am, Kookie. I just pleased my seven lovers and am getting lots of love and attention right now. I couldn't be happier." I smiled at him.
"Good." Jungkook smiled and nodded, then tapped my nose with his wet finger making me giggle at him. He then got up and stood with the rest of the members who were watching me with Jin and Hobi.
"I love you all, my Bangtan boys. My heroes," I said as I closed my eyes and rested against Jin's chest in pure bliss.
"We love you too," they all said in unison.
Ping!
I opened my eyes to see where the ping came from. It was Jimin who was on his phone.
"Oohh! Jackson said he loves the video of the gangbang and can't wait to come back home and do you good!" he tells me. "Oh and he also says that you better shout out his name like you did with ours."
Description: "I am called the Siren because I can lure any man or woman. My specialty is to seduce and fuck my way in, gain people's trust, then get them when they're at their most vulnerable." Siri is a seductive, lethal assassin. Her mission: Eliminate Mafia gang Bangtan.
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Pairings: mafia gang BTS OT7 x assassinOC named Serena/Siri
Genre: Reverse harem, smutty, action, angst, happy ending
Wordcount: ~4000
Chapter Summary: OC and Bangtan have been kidnapped, big plot reveal! (Please remember this is one of my earlier works, so my writing wasn't the best!)
>More overall series warnings are on The Siren Masterlist
Notes: Not set in Korea. Ruby Rose and Mila Kunis are OC's best friends.
OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes (her face claim is in my masterlist).
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work.
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---Siri's POV---
I woke up in some building, tied to a chair with my feet and hands bound. I looked around and saw my Bangtan boys were also tied up.
They were in a semi-circle while I sat in front of them. From left to right was Yoongi, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, Namjoon, Hobi and Jin. Namjoon, Jin, Hobi and Yoongi were still knocked out.
"You ok Sweetcheeks?"
"I'm ok. How about you, Chim?"
"Could be better. My head fuckin hurts."
"Where are we? Why are we here?" Jungkook said as he shook his head trying to get the dizziness away.
"Shit. I think I hurt my eye in the crash," Tae said, wincing.
"No idea where we are," I answered Jungkook. "But I know who did this. I just have no idea why."
Jin, Hoseok, Namjoon and Yoongi were starting to wake up now.
"Shit..." Yoongi grumbled. "My shoulder. What the fuck happened?"
Just then the door slammed open and the person responsible walked in all proud.
"Great! You're all awake now!" They had a bunch of men with them ready to attack if one of us got free.
"What the hell??" Namjoon said with disbelief. "Why would you do this? We trusted you! Serena trusted you!"
"For revenge of course," they said, while looking at me.
"What the hell Mila?!" I growled at her. "What did I do to you?! You're one of my best friends!"
"You got the love of my life killed! YOU killed Jackson!"
What?! Mila loved Jackson all this time??? Mila could see the confusion on my face and started to explain herself.
"Before you joined us, Jackson and I had something great going on. We weren't officially together but things were heading that way. Until YOU came along! You just had to seduce him with your looks and sad whore story and he wanted nothing but to be close and protect you. He forgot about me and told me he wanted things to stop so he could focus on YOU!"
"He fell for you within months! And me, being the 'nice' girl that I am, I pretended to be ok with everything. Became friends with you and made Jackson think everything was ok. But over the years I couldn't take it. The way he looked at you and how you made each other laugh. That should've been me he was partnered with! Blind Man was going to put me with Jackson but then changed his mind saying you and Jackson would make a better match. That blind mother fucker doesn't know fucking shit!"
"Mila I didn't know!" I tried to convince her. "I never tried to seduce him, I swear! We just caught feelings! If I had known you wanted Jackson I would've stayed away from him! Maybe even told him to date you"
"Oh please! You had Jackson wrapped around your little finger! He did anything and everything for you because you became his 'best friend'. His 'first love'. You stole him from me! It should have been me he fell in love with!"
Mila then shot out at the ceiling making all of us flinch.
"It was so annoying hearing everyone whisper that you and Jackson were good together. That you two should be together. It drove me nuts! That day... it was meant to have been YOU that got shot! Not Jackson! But he had to go and save you!"
My eyes widened and I was stunned. Mila planned it all? I can't believe this.
"When I heard him use his last breaths to confess his love to you, I lost it. I knew what I had to do. I waited for the perfect moment to get my revenge on you. Waited until you fell in love again and they reciprocated, just so you knew what it's like to lose someone you love. And since you took the love of my life away, I'm going to take yours."
"But I lost Jackson too! He was my first love! My heart broke when he died! Isn't that enough?!"
She ignored me and started walking to BTS. My heart started beating fast, my eyes filled with worry. The boys started panicking too.
"Which one should I kill first?" Mila walked to Namjoon and pulled his hair, making him grunt. "The leader?"
"Mila, stop! Don't hurt them!"
"Or maybe I go for the oldest?" She walked to Jin and pulled his hair, making his face look up to the ceiling and she pointed the gun under his chin. "Or maybe I go with the youngest?" she walked to Jungkook next and grabbed at his hair, making him grunt. "This one's your favourite, isn't he?"
Jungkook and my eyes met and I looked at him with anguish.
"No! Stop!" I started tearing up now and tried to struggle out of my binds. The other members were also struggling out of their binds and couldn't believe what was happening.
"I think I'll go with your favourite." Mila took a step back behind Jungkook and held the gun to the back of his head.
He looked at me with scared eyes but they had love in them. Telling me it will be alright. He mouthed the words 'I love you' and tears started falling down my face. The other members were either crying or starting to cry too. They were about to lose their brother.
"MILA! PLEASE! KILL ME INSTEAD!"
"Nooo, that would be too easy. I'll kill all seven of your loves first, then I will kill you. Can you believe it? The great Siren was fooled and killed by her own friend!"
She clicked the safety off her gun. "Say goodbye to lover number one!"
Jungkook closed his eyes and tears fell down his face.
"NOOO!!!" I cried out.
BANG!
A huge truck smashed into the building causing Mila to stumble back. A bunch of men came out of the truck, all dressed in black with masks covering their faces. They started attacking the men Mila had with her. I then saw Ruby and Jason come out and they started shooting at the men too.
Mila panicked and started running away but one of the men in black ran to her and stopped her. They started fighting each other while Ruby and Jason came to me and BTS and helped to free us.
Once free, Jungkook and I both ran straight to each other and we hugged one another so tight while tears fell down both our faces. "I thought I was going to lose you," I cried into his neck.
"Never," he mumbled behind me. He pulled away and we kissed each other in desperation and love. We came away and Namjoon gave me a hug too.
"Siri! We could use your help!" Ruby shouted out.
Namjoon and I pulled away and gave each other a quick deep kiss, then we parted and started fighting with the men around us.
Men were going down and I saw Mila was still fighting with the man in black. I decided to go over and help him. If it weren't for her, Jackson would still be alive and she almost killed one of my seven lovers.
This bitch is going down.
I joined in with the man in black in fighting Mila. To my amazement he and I fought like the perfect team.
After a few hooks and kicks, I heard a yell from one of my Bangtan boys. I looked over and saw Hoseok and Jin in trouble. I looked at the man in black quickly and he nodded indicating I could go to them.
I ran to my Hobi and quickly helped him out, then I fought and killed the one hurting my Jin.
There was only Mila left and all of a sudden a loud bang went off. Everyone looked towards the sound and saw Mila was standing there, slightly bent over with her hand to her stomach. The man in black shot her.
He took off his mask and I froze. My heart started racing a hundred miles per hour.
It can't be.
He's meant to be dead.
"J-jackson?" Mila muttered out, disbelief on her face and tears in her eyes. She dropped to her knees and blood slowly started coming out of her mouth.
The man raised the gun at Mila's head and pulled the trigger one last time. Mila snapped back onto the floor. Blood all around her.
The man turned his face so I could see him directly.
It's him! It's really him!
"Hey Siri." He gave a small smile.
---3rd person POV---
BTS turned their heads at the sound of the gunshot and saw Mila holding her stomach. They then saw the man in black take off his mask. All the members froze as they all knew who it was. They had just seen his photo just last night. Wasn't he meant to be dead?
The members all looked with worry at Siri who was frozen in her place. Her eyes were wide in shock. They then heard Mila just confirm their thoughts when she called out the name 'Jackson'. The man then shot Mila in the head.
BTS were speechless and very nervous now as they looked at each other. They then watched Jackson and Siri stare at each other. Were they about to lose their Siren?
"Hey Siri," they heard Jackson say.
"Jackie?" Siri said, still in shock as she took a small step forwards and tears were in her eyes.
"It's me," he said with a nod, and he dropped the gun onto the floor.
Next thing everyone saw was Siri running at speed towards Jackson, who held out his arms for her to jump into. As she jumped, she tightly wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his neck and they kissed each other passionately.
A kiss that was many years overdue. Everyone else disappeared and it was just them two in their own little bubble.
BTS didn't know what to do as they watched their Siren kiss her first love with heated passion. They had a mixture of anger, jealousy, sympathy and sadness. Some started to doubt Siri would go back with them now. They didn't think they could compete with Serena's first love. Her apparent 'other half' as Ruby and Jason put it last night.
Once Siri and Jackson were done kissing, he placed her down and held her face tenderly and gave her a soft kiss on the lips and a sweet smile.
"How? How are you here? Alive? I watched you die in my arms Jackie."
"I have a lot of explaining to do... but first we need to get you and Bangtan out of here."
Serena then realised where she was and who was around. She realised what she just did in front of BTS. She looked at all of them with guilt in her eyes. The members gave sad smiles to her, understanding that it was something she couldn't stop herself from doing since her first love just came back from the dead.
"Come on. Let's get you guys home safe," Jackson said to Siri. She nodded her head and followed him like a lost puppy, still in slight shock that her best friend and first love is back. She went to hold Jackson's hand as she was afraid he might not be real or that he would disappear. He smiled at her sweet gesture but some BTS members weren't too happy and were glaring holes into the back of Jackson's head as he walked ahead of them.
They, Ruby and Jason followed Jackson and Siri outside, along with the other men in black. They all reached some cars and the men in black took off their masks.
"This is JayB, the leader," Jason started introducing them to Bangtan. "And then you have Mark, Jinyoung, Youngjae, Bambam and Yugyeom. And I'm sure you boys don't need an introduction into who this is." Jason gestured to Jackson.
Bangtan shook their heads no and Siri felt a pang of guilt wash over her.
"These guys are GOT7," Jason explained to Siri and Bangtan. "They are a fairly new assassination team and are our allies."
"You knew Jackson was alive this whole time?!" she said angrily to Jason.
"Don't blame him Siri," Jackson tried to calm her. "It was Blind Man's idea." He held her hand tighter to soothe her which made some Bangtan members jealous again.
"Blind Man planned this?!" Siri said with disbelief. "Did you know as well, Ruby?"
"I swear I didn't know Jackson was alive!" She had her hands up in surrender to show she meant it. I only found out when GOT7 came to get me and Jason and said we had to rescue you and Bangtan."
"Come on," JayB started to say, "Bangtan, Siren, this is your car. Ruby and Jason, you can take the other one. Let's go, GOT7!"
Jackson kissed the back of Siri's hand and let it go, walking to his team's vehicle. Bangtan started entering the van and Serena stood there unsure what to do. She wanted to be with her Bangtan boys, but she also just got Jackson back and wanted answers.
Namjoon was last to enter the van and could see Siri was hesitating to go with them as she stood in her spot looking between Jackson and BTS.
"Siri?" Namjoon said worriedly.
"I... uh..." she looked down and started biting her bottom lip in guilt. Tears were in her eyes.
Namjoon could see Siri was really struggling with what to do. Of course she would be torn between her best friend/first love and her current loves. But the question is, does she still love Jackson?
Namjoon looked to his members in the van, and while some were sad and worried they were about to lose Siri, they understood what needed to be done. She needs time with Jackson to get closure. Jin nodded at Namjoon, indicating for him to tell her it's ok to go with Jackson.
"Go with him," Namjoon said softly to Siri. She looked up in amazement at what she heard and raised her eye-brows in questioning. "Go with Jackson. I'm sure you have lots of questions for him and have a lot to catch up on. It's ok." He gave a small smile for reassurance.
Serena ran to Namjoon and gave him the tightest hug she could. He hugged her back just as tight, as if it might be the last time he'll get to do it.
"Thank you. I promise, I'll come back to you guys."
He gave a dimple smile and Serena leaned in and kissed him softly.
"You know where to find us," he said as he came away from the kiss. Siri nodded her head and smiled. "Oh and Siri?" he said before she walked away, making her look at him. "Whatever happens, it's ok. We understand."
She looked at him confused to start with but then understood what he meant. She gave Namjoon one more deep kiss, then she turned and ran to Jackson who was packing some gear up.
As they were leaving, BTS watched as Jackson and Siri hugged each other tightly again. Her face lit up at him and they both smiled so lovingly at each other.
They drove off back to their Bangtan home and some wondered if they made the right decision in letting their Siren go.
Trust.
That was the word they had to cling onto right now in the hopes their Siren would come back to them.
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---Siri's POV---
GOT7 brought me back with them to their home and Jackson led me to a spare bathroom so both of us could shower before getting down to chat and catching up. He left me a shirt and boxers to change into. Once I was done, Bambam led me to Jackson's room.
Jackson was only in sweatpants, finding a shirt to wear when I walked in. I straight away went up to him and turned him to face me. I needed to look at his bullet wound where he was shot. Did it actually happen?
He looked at me confused but my eyes were concentrating on his well-defined abs, finding that bullet wound.
"There it is," I said softly while rubbing my finger over his scar. "I just had to make sure it happened. That I did actually lose you..."
Jackson took my hands and he kissed the back of them. "It happened Siri. I was practically dead when I lost consciousness in your arms. But I was brought back by some miracle." He pulled me to his bed and we sat in the middle of it, crisscrossed. He held my hands and tenderly caressed them.
"You had no pulse... Explain everything. From the moment you 'died' in my arms," I said with air quotes.
Jackson took a deep breath then told me everything.
When one of our team members placed Jackson's supposedly 'dead' body into a van to get cremated or buried, they were actually instructed by Blind Man to go to a secret house.
Apparently, his heart was still beating but his pulse was just so low that I couldn't feel it anymore and it appeared like he died when he was with me.
In that house, they took out Jackson's bullet wound and placed him in a healing pool for 5 days. During that time the pool healed Jackson, leaving only a scar. They placed him in there for a few days to see if it would actually heal him. I almost died and was healed overnight. Jackson was basically dead and it took 5 days.
At the time, Jackson wanted to come back and be with me but he was told by Blind Man that there were plans to create a new assassin team. That's when he met Jay B and they had to travel out of the country to find new members and work on other missions- away from me so I wouldn't find out.
Jackson said over the years, he always wanted to come back to me but he couldn't. But he apparently did keep an eye on me. For the last year and a half, he's been watching me watch over Bangtan. How fucking weird is that?
He said he could see how obsessed I became with them and didn't think he should interfere. Until I got into trouble with Mila today. That's when he had to make himself known.
"I can't believe you've been alive all this time Jackie!" I jumped off his bed and was pacing back and forth angrily. "What happened to honesty and trust?! Do you know how much I cried over you?! I felt like my heart tore in half!" Hot tears fell from my eyes. "I missed you SO fucking much! I don't know if you heard me... but I told you I loved you too..." I started wiping the tears I had falling down my face and I looked outside the window to hide my face from him.
"I heard you," Jackson said as he got off his bed and walked over to me. He turned me to face him and cupped my face tenderly. "I was so happy thinking my final moments in life were to hear you say those words."
I sniffled and he wiped my tears away with his thumbs then leaned his forehead on mine and our noses were touching. "My only regret was that I didn't confess to you sooner so you could have been mine."
Just then, my heart took over and I leaned in to kiss him. He responded and kissed me back deeply with passion, like when I first saw him after he shot Mila. Our kiss was so needy, desperate. Filled with long lost love in it.
I knew this is what Namjoon meant by 'whatever happens, it's ok'. He knew this was probably going to happen. And so, my hands were in Jackson's hair pulling his face closer to mine and his hands were wrapped around my waist to pull our bodies closer. He stepped forward making me step back so my back was against the window now.
His lips moved from mine and he kissed from my jaw to my neck. He found the sensitive spot on my neck and I moaned. His hands firmly gripped my waist and he bent down slightly and lifted me up making me wrap my legs around his waist.
Jackson walked us to his bed and placed me on my back in the middle of it. He hovered over me while his hands went under his shirt I was wearing and he quickly pulled it off me, diving back to my lips for us to make-out.
His hands went to the boxers I was wearing and he quickly slipped those off my legs, then he took off his own sweatpants so we were both naked now.
He laid between my legs and caressed my breasts as he sucked and kissed around them. I could feel his hard dick against my core.
"I've wanted you for so long," Jackson said as he trailed kisses up my neck.
I've wanted you too." I pulled his lips to mine so we could kiss passionately again.
His right hand went down to his cock and he placed it at my entrance. I opened my legs wider for him and he rocked into me hard, making us both moan into our kiss.
Jackson started off at a slow pace, wanting to show that he was making love with me. We kissed as he continued his hard thrusts into me and each time I would moan into our kiss.
I wrapped my left leg around his ass then used my right leg to push myself up so I flipped us over and Jackson was now lying on the bed while I straddled him and started bouncing on him.
"Shit, you are amazing," he said as his hands went to cup my breasts.
I increased the pace of my bouncing on him and I could feel his cock throbbing in me. I leaned down so I could kiss him again and he held my face there so we could make-out for longer.
I went to sit back up and his upper body came with me so our chests were flush with each other. His left arm wrapped around my waist and his right arm wrapped under my left arm and held down my left shoulder, pulling me onto him more as I could feel him thrust up into me, making him feel so deep and hitting my spot.
"Fuck! Jackson!" I could feel my walls tightening and his dick throbbing in me felt so good.
"Cum with me Siri," he moaned.
A few more thrusts up into me and we both moaned out as we reached our climaxes together.
We continued sitting together in this position of me straddling him and holding each other in a hug. We were panting and catching our breath and I could feel his cock softening within me.
"You know," Jackson began, "we would've made one hell of a power couple."
I chuckled at him and he chuckled too as we parted slightly from the hug to look at each other.
"I'm sorry Siri," he said with guilt all over his face as he looked down. "For not being there for you. For not loving you like I should have."
"Hey, hey," I started to say as I held his face in my hands so he could look me in the eyes. "You were there through all my training, all my nightmares. You made me laugh and brought happiness to me when I thought I wouldn't get that. You accepted my past and helped me through my demons. You are and will always be my best friend. My other half." I smiled at him.
"Can you forgive me?"
I lightly scoffed at him and chuckled, "Of course I forgive you, you idiot!" That made him chuckle too.
"I love you Jackson." I gave him a soft gentle kiss.
"I love you too Siri. I always will... But... There are seven guys out there who love you and I know you love them too. Just as much as you love me. Maybe even more than me."
My heart dropped at his words and guilt filled my chest.
He gave me an encouraging smile. "It's ok Siri. I know." He leaned in and gave me one more deep and meaningful kiss.
"Come on. Let's get you back to your Bangtan boys."
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Description: "I am called the Siren because I can lure any man or woman. My specialty is to seduce and fuck my way in, gain people's trust, then get them when they're at their most vulnerable." Siri is a seductive, lethal assassin. Her mission: Eliminate Mafia gang Bangtan.
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Pairings: mafia gang BTS OT7 x assassinOC named Serena/Siri
Genre: Reverse harem, smutty, action, angst, happy ending
Wordcount: ~2600
Chapter Summary: POV changes, Bangtan worry, they find out a little more about Siri's background, confessions are made! And a cliffhangerrr. The 'Jason' in this chapter is Jason Statham lol (Please remember this is one of my earlier works, so my writing wasn't the best!)
>More overall series warnings are on The Siren Masterlist
Notes: Not set in Korea. Ruby Rose and Mila Kunis are OC's best friends.
OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes (her face claim is in my masterlist).
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work.
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---3rd Person POV---
"Noona!" "Siri!" "Serena!" were all yelled out as the members leaped towards Siri who was bleeding out.
Jin quickly unzipped the rest of her hoodie and laid her down in front of him. He wrapped her hoodie and placed it over her bullet wound. Siri was turning paler by the second and her eyes fluttered. Taehyung went to hold her left hand.
"Ruby!" Jin yelled at her. "Siri's been shot! We need medical help!"
"Shit..."
"J-Jason..." Siri mumbled in a hoarse voice and her eyes started closing. "Tell her... to go to Jason's."
"She says to go to Jason's!"
"On it!"
"Serena!Stay with us! You're not allowed to die!" Namjoon said while rubbing her left leg.
All the members were panicking. Most of them started tearing up as they were frightened they might lose her.
Jungkook, with tears in his eyes, lightly tapped her face to keep her awake, "Noona! Please stay alive! You can't leave us again!"
Siri slightly opened her eyes and looked up at Jungkook. She gave a small smile, "M-my favourite... s-so handsome. You all... so handsome... My... h-heroes..." then she closed her eyes to sleep.
That made the members' tears fall even more and they didn't know what else to do but cry. There was nothing they could do right now.
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"We're here!" Ruby announced, quickly getting out of the van where she went to the front door of this Jason person's house.
"She's still breathing but barely," Jin tells the guys. "We need to hurry and take her inside."
"I'll carry her." Namjoon carried Siri bridal style and ran towards the house as Ruby came out running next to a really muscley guy. He looked mean and like someone you did not want to mess with. BTS weren't worried who the man was though as obviously it must be someone Siri trusts to have asked to come here.
"Where was she hit?" Jason asked them. "How long ago? Is the bullet still there?"
"About 20 minutes ago," Jin answered. "Between her ribs. And yes it is."
"Quickly, get her inside," Jason ushered them. "We'll need to take the bullet out of her first then we can place her in the healing pool (think of the pool in the movie Wanted where it would heal wounds quickly).
"Place her on here. I'll go get some medical supplies." Jason gestured to his dining table and ran off. All the members and Ruby surrounded the table, all eyes on Siri who was slowly dying. Her breathing was weakening.
He then came back with some medical equipment and alcohol.
"I'm a doctor, I can help," Jin tells him.
"Good. Here." Jason handed the tools to Jin.
"What's the alcohol for?" Hoseok asked.
"To sterilise her wound," Jin replied.
"Nah, I thought it would be a good time to have a drink!" Jason says sarcastically. "Of course it's for her. It's going to sting her a lot and she'll probably wake up and scream so you might want to back away."
With that, Jason started pouring it over Siri's wound to clean it. She immediately woke up and started yelling, shocking the boys and making them flinch.
"Glad to have you with us," Jason grinned at her.
"Mother fuckers!" Siri muttered hoarsely, making some of the guys chuckle slightly. She sees and gives a very small smile. "Hey Jase, b-been awhile..."
"Save your strength, Doll."
"We need to get the bullet out of you Siri," Jin tells her. "We'll need to hold you down as it will hurt."
Siri nodded her head as she panted. Jungkook and Jimin held her shoulders and arms down and gave her a small smile. Jason and Hoseok held down her left leg and hip, while Namjoon and Yoongi held down the other side. Taehyung was by her head, watching everyone intently and biting his nails.
"Ready?" Jin asked her.
"Just be quick. Please," she pleaded. Jin nodded and started to get the bullet out.
Serena cried out in pain and tried to squirm away but everyone was holding her down tightly. Tears started falling from her eyes as she yelled out. All the BTS members felt so bad for her and didn't want to see their Siren like this, but it had to be done in order to save her.
"Got it!" Jin pulled out the bullet and poured alcohol over her wound again, making Serena cry out.
Taehyung grabbed her face and kissed her forehead to distract her from the pain. "You did great, Noona. You'll be ok." He kissed her head again and when he came away Serena could see that he had been crying as his eyes were puffy and red. She looked at the other members and noticed their eyes were also red and puffy.
They all cried for me? She thought.
"Ok," Jason voiced. "Let's get you into the healing pool now." He went to take Serena in his arms but Jungkook stopped him saying he would take her. Jason just gave Jungkook a stern look but nodded his head. "Fine. Follow me."
All the members followed Jason downstairs and walked into a room that looked like a mini spa. There were two pools with white water in them.
"Put her in here," Jason instructed. "We'll need to leave her overnight so she can heal."
"How does this pool even work?" Jin asked, looking at the pools curiously.
Jason chuckles, "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you."
That shut Jin up and he didn't ask more. He didn't want to mess with the muscled man. Jungkook carefully placed Siri into the water and she floated on it while appearing to be asleep. She looked like a sleeping beauty.
"Come on," Jason says, "You guys can stay here for the night. Let's get you all cleaned and some food in you."
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After getting cleaned up and having a meal, all the guys sat around Jason's fireplace as Jason handed out some whiskey to everyone.
A few members noticed a photo in a frame by the fireplace that had a group of people all smiling and arms around each other. Ruby, Mila and Jason were in it, as well as some other people they didn't recognise. Siri was also in it and was piggybacking on some guy and they both looked at each other with pure joy. Jason noticed the guy's curiosity at who the man Siri was hugging.
"That's Jackson," Jason tells them. "If you all were wondering."
"Who is he?" Jungkook grabbed the photo to get a better look. Jimin and Yoongi looked over his shoulder to have a look too.
"Siri's partner in crime," Ruby answered. "And first love."
The members were surprised and all felt a little jealous. Who was this man and will he come back for her?
"Two peas in a pod, those two," Jason said. "They were partners for four years and best friends. Was damn annoying they never confessed to each other until it was too late."
"What do you mean?" Jimin questioned.
"They loved each other but never confessed to one another," Jason explains. "Jackson confessed as he died in her arms. Sadly he died before she could tell him."
That made some of the members feel slightly guilty for being jealous of a dead guy.
"What happened?" Jin asked. "If you don't mind me asking..."
"Five years ago they were on a mission that went wrong. Almost got out but then a sneaky van did a drive by and shot at them. Jackson covered Serena, saving her. She's never been the same since he left."
"It was like she lost her soulmate ya know?" Ruby chimed in. "Her other half. They knew everything about each other and did everything together. Jackson was quite protective of Siri. Wouldn't even let her pee without him being in front of the door." she chuckled out. "He was also the one who taught her to live by the words 'honesty' and 'trust'."
That surprised the members.
Jason took a sip of his drink, "He could always calm her down and make her laugh too. Don't see much of that these days."
"Well, we did for a bit," Ruby quips. "Up until a few months ago." She looked at the members with a glare, making them look down with guilt again.
"Give them a break, Rubes. They obviously care about her."
Ruby scoffs, "Well if they had just trusted her she wouldn't have gotten shot and almost died! We wouldn't even be here in this mess!"
"We're sorry ok!" Namjoon says. "We got it all wrong! We fucked up but we want her back!"
"Hey, hey, don't raise your voice," Jason grumbled. "I'm not used to this many people in my home. You guys get some sleep now. You can tell Serena tomorrow when she's awake how you all feel. I'm sure she will listen since she took a bullet for you all."
Jason left Ruby and BTS and padded off to his bedroom. Ruby then gave them all once last glare. "Now you know why Siri is obsessed with all of you. The love she didn't get to show or give to Jackson, she's giving to you guys but tenfold."
With that, she left the guys and went to a guest bedroom.
BTS were left sitting by the fireplace to think about Serena. They all hoped their Siren would forgive them and go back home with them.
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BTS woke up to Serena and Jason making breakfast for everyone. They were surprised to find her moving about like she didn't just get shot and almost died yesterday.
"Come sit and eat everyone!" She says to them.
They all hesitantly moved to sit on a chair at the big dining table.
Jin frowned, "I'm sorry but how are you walking and moving like nothing happened yesterday? Can I check your wound?"
He walked up to Siri and she stood there for him while lifting up Jason's shirt she was wearing. Jin saw that there was only a white scar where the bullet went. He went to touch the wound and Siri didn't even flinch in pain. He was astounded.
"How is this possible?" he asked in amazement.
"I told you," Jason teased, "I'd have to kill you if you want to know."
"Then how can we get some of it? It would definitely be useful if any of us ever got injured."
"You already have some," Siri tells Jin.
That shocked Jin and all the members. And they were all confused.
Siri went on to explain. "You know how I brought some bottles of 'medicine' with me when I moved in? It's the same stuff. If any of you were injured, I would apply some like an antiseptic and make you guys tea remember? I would put some drops in to help you guys heal faster."
"That's what that stuff was?" Namjoon asked in disbelief.
Siri nodded her head and gave a smile.
"Shit, why didn't you say anything about it?" Jin asked her. "It's just been sitting in the medicine cabinet doing nothing this whole time. I could've used that stuff when Yoongi and Jimin got hurt, or when Jungkook broke his ribs. When Namjoon got shot in the stomach or when Hobi bled out."
Siri shrugged, "You never asked and I assumed you would still use it."
"Well I'll know that for next time!"
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Ruby got a new minibus ready, one that Mila dropped off in the morning. Bangtan started making their way to it.
"Have a safe trip guys," Siri says to them.
"You're not coming with us?" Taehyung asked with worry. He went to Siri and took hold of her hand and cupped her face. "Please come back with us. We miss you."
That made Siri's heart flutter.
"I just need some time with Jason. Sort some things out. I'll be over later."
"You promise?" Tae asked while looking into her eyes. She nodded and gave a small smile.
Taehyung leaned in and kissed her deeply. It was full of love and longing. A kiss she always wanted to have. Taehyung pulled away and rested his forehead on hers while rubbing their noses together. "I love you," he whispered.
That immediately made Serena retract her head in amazement. Did she hear him correctly?
"W-what?"
"You heard me. I love you," Tae said as he brought her hands up and kissed the back of them tenderly. Siri's eyes started watering from his sweet confession. He said the words she always wanted to hear.
"I love you too Siri," Jin said as he went to stand next to Taehyung's left and gave her a sweet smile.
"Me too, Sweetcheeks," Jimin joined in. "I've basically loved you since our first kiss since it was that amazing." He said from next to Jin and gave a cheeky smile and a wink, making Siri blush and giggle.
"I love you too Sunshine." Hoseok went to stand on Taehyung's right side and gave her his big sunny smile, making her heart flutter even more.
"I love you too, Noona," Jungkook added. "So much. And I'm sorry for the things I said to you." He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around the front of her waist, then he kissed her right temple.
Her tears started falling now after hearing her favourite confess too. She didn't think she would hear him say it.
"I do too, gorgeous," Yoongi also joined in from behind Jimin looking guilty and ashamed. "I've loved you for a while. I'm sorry I thought badly of you."
Serena wiped her tears and looked at Jungkook and Taehyung to let go of her so she could move to Yoongi. They smiled and nodded and moved out of her way. She went up to Yoongi and gave him a hug which Yoongi immediately responded tightly.
"It's ok Yoongi," she said over his shoulder. "You're still my sweet Suga." She pulled from the hug and gave him a deep kiss. His hands went to her face to pull her in more. Once their kiss was done, a throat was cleared from behind Siri.
Siri turned around and was met with Namjoon. He went to hold her hands tenderly and he looked into her eyes. "I love you too Serena. I'm so sorry. For everything." He went to wipe a tear that was falling down her face and leaned in to kiss her softly. He then pulled away from the kiss and gave her a dimple smile, making her swoon.
She missed this smile. She missed all of them and they just confessed to her. She was on cloud nine.
"We're not leaving without you," Namjoon tells her. "We will stay until you're ready to go."
Siri nodded her head and gave him a kiss. A deep passionate one. "Thank you. All of you. I love you all so, so, so much. You have no idea." She looked around at all the members.
"Oh we do," Jin grinned. "And we don't find it creepy."
Siri giggled, making the others smile widely at her. She wiped her face and told them she would be quick with Jason so she can leave with them.
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Ruby stayed with Jason while Siri and BTS were on their way back to the Bangtan house. Jin was driving while holding Siri's hand and caressing it with his thumb and they both smiled at each other happily.
The boys were ecstatic Siri was coming back with them and Siri was happy they all wanted her and loved her.
Everything was perfect.
.
.
Until there was a loud bang, sending the minibus to topple over and causing everyone to get knocked out or be concussed.
Serena looked around and saw someone walking up to the car. Her eyes widened when she saw who it was.
"Y-you?... But why?..." Siri said in a hoarse voice and her head spinning.
Before they could answer, Siri's head dropped down and she saw black.
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Description: "I am called the Siren because I can lure any man or woman. My specialty is to seduce and fuck my way in, gain people's trust, then get them when they're at their most vulnerable." Siri is a seductive, lethal assassin. Her mission: Eliminate Mafia gang Bangtan.
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Pairings: mafia gang BTS OT7 x assassinOC named Serena/Siri
Genre: Reverse harem, smutty, action, angst, happy ending
Wordcount: ~2400
Chapter Summary: POV changes, actual action/shooting from badass assassin OC, but something happens that scares the Bangtan gang.
(Please remember this is one of my earlier works, so my writing wasn't the best!)
>More overall series warnings are on The Siren Masterlist
Notes: Not set in Korea. Ruby Rose and Mila Kunis are OC's best friends.
OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes (her face claim is in my masterlist).
DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work.
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---Four months later... Namjoon's POV---
Ruby was right. We had to watch our backs.
After Serena left, a few groups targeted us and we barely made it out alive in some situations. Some of us got injuries that we were lucky enough to survive.
Yoongi got shot in his shoulder, Jimin in the leg, Jungkook broke some ribs and dislocated his shoulder, and I got shot in the stomach. Hobi also got shot in the thigh where it hit a major artery and he almost bled out.
Luckily we have Jin but Siri used to be there to help Jin with treating us, and of course, she was our ace fighter so she would take down most of the guys for us.
It's been four months without her and this much has happened. Every day has been a struggle. Her connections to people and access to systems definitely helped us. I never realised just how much she did for us and how much we needed her. I have no idea how much longer we will survive.
Our group hasn't been the same since she left either. While Jin, Hoseok and I are trying to move on, the others aren't taking her being gone too well.
Yoongi is always napping or in his room and only comes out to eat or shoot shit. Jimin stopped dancing. It was his passion before he joined us and he would do it almost every second day, but now he doesn't do it at all.
Taehyung and Jungkook changed the most. Taehyung used to be cheeky and make jokes all the time. Always used to be keen to go out and get excited hacking into systems. Now he's like a mute. Doesn't talk unless he really needs to say something, takes his food into his bedroom or computer room rather than eat with us.
And Jungkook has been lashing out at us often. He's had to go to our gym to get his anger out there rather than on us. He's also been out for joyrides on his new motorbike, probably going to the places Siri used to take him.
Turns out Serena had bought him a similar sports motorbike to hers for his birthday and it arrived a month after she left. None of us could believe it. Jungkook was even more shocked. We thought she was back after we saw it but then the delivery guy said it was ordered 3 months ago which meant she ordered it in advance.
Jungkook really was her favourite and none of us minded. It just ate him up inside knowing she loved him this much to buy us golden guns and fancy motorbikes. It ate all of us up.
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We've been caught.
All of us are tied up, legs bound to the chair we're sitting in and hands behind our backs. We're all sat to the left of the room from the door and opposite us is a table full of tortuous tools. We sat in a row where I was in the middle. To my left was Jungkook, Jimin and Jin, and to my right was Yoongi, Hoseok and Taehyung. Taehyung being closest to the door and Jin the furthest.
"You got a plan Namjoon-ah?" Yoongi asked me.
"Nope. I'm stumped. This is the seventh time in four months that we've been attacked and I don't think we can get out of it this time. We're all tied up and screwed. They took all the weapons we had on us."
WHAM!
The door slammed open and in came two men covered in tattoos; one with a sharpener for the knives laid out on the torture table and the other with a cattle prod.
"Shit," Jimin muttered. "We're going to die today aren't we? It was nice knowing you brothers!"
"Jimin-ah..." Taehyung speaks to him. "I'm sorry about the dumpling incident. Just know, you're the one I like the most. You're like my soulmate. And I hope in the next life, your little pinky doesn't change."
"Thanks man. I appreciate that."
"Are you two secretly gay or what?" Yoongi grimaced at them.
"This is not the time and place guys!" I say to Jimin and Taehyung.
"Then when exactly is the right time if we're about to get tortured and die?" Jimin retorted.
All of sudden we heard some loud banging noises from somewhere and a loud scream. The two men didn't seem fazed about it. They must have a few torture rooms or something and someone was getting beat.
The knifeman started walking over to us. To me specifically. I guess since I am the leader he's going to start with me first. He punched me in the face, causing me to grunt in pain.
The cattleprod man went to Jungkook and started using it on his chest, making him yell in pain from the electric shock. Next I saw Jungkook getting punched in the face too and then Jimin was getting prodded and yelling out. The men were just playing with us. Going back and forth punching and prodding all seven of us.
The knifeman then went back to the table and picked up a knife he sharpened. Cattleprod guy continued along the row of us and was shocking all of us. Each time we would all yell and grunt out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We all heard gunshots just outside the door. Seconds later the door burst open and there stood a pissed off woman in a short black tight hoodie and legs for days on show. There were dead bodies laying behind her feet.
It was our Siren.
We were stunned and watched as she shot both knifeman and cattleprod guy directly in the head without missing a beat, all from where she stood at the doorway. Once they were down she walked into the room and closed the door behind her. She then turned around and looked at each of us with a glare without saying a word.
She was angry.
I think we're in trouble...
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---Siri's POV---
After I left Bangtan I went to Europe for a couple months and had a tonne of fun fucking the European men and women over there. They were pretty sexy and their accents made them sexier. Everyone thinks I'm a whore so might as well act like it.
Of course, I did think about BTS while I was away. I thought of my happy moments with them mostly. But then I remembered their hate-filled eyes and how they tried to shoot at me as I rode off and my heart broke all over again. Then I'd want to take the pain away by fucking some more people.
Mila kept me up to date on Bangtan on the odd occasion. She told me how some of the members were really hurt and almost didn't come out alive. That made me panic and I wanted to come back but Ruby stopped me. Said I had to give them more time to really realise how much they needed me. I agreed and said since there are 7 of them, I would help on their 7th attack - if it ever got to that many.
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---3rd Person POV---
BTS silently watched as Siren walked to the table of tools and grabbed a knife. She walked to Taehyung first and stood in front of him. She at first glared at him while he gave her his puppy dog eyes, telling her he's sorry.
Those eyes gave her butterflies.
She stared blankly at him and lifted the knife to his face, making him and the others get slightly worried now and their eyes widened in panic. Was she here to actually kill them now?
She slowly hovered the knife down his face, neck and his chest. Their eyes never left each other as she did so. Taehyung gulped when he felt the knife was by his crotch and lingered around it. Sweat was dripping down his temples.
"Still don't trust me then huh?"
All the member's eyes went wider and they were confused.
"You really thought I would hurt you?" Siri said with disappointment while shaking her head. She cut through the ropes that tied Taehyung's legs to the chair and then she cut the rope that tied his hands behind his back.
What she said made Taehyung pout with guilt as he did think for a moment, only a moment, she was going to hurt him. It also made the other members feel guilty too for thinking it.
"Noona we—"
"Shut it, V. I don't want to hear it," she said in a monotone.
Hearing her call him 'V' rather than 'Tae' like she used to, everyone knew she was upset.
She went through and cut each of them free. Never saying a word or looking into their eyes anymore as she was dejected they still didn't trust her.
They all wanted her to look into their eyes so they could say something but she didn't. And that made them feel even worse.
"Let's go. Ruby's waiting in a mini-bus for us," Siri said blandly after cutting the final member, Jin, free. She walked straight for the door, not waiting for anyone to say or do anything. They all followed her like lost puppies.
"You assholes are still alive, huh?" Ruby said as the members got in and sat quietly. Siren went to sit at the front with her.
Not liking the silent treatment Siren was giving them now, Namjoon decided to speak up. "Look. Serena, we're sorry. A few of us overheard you talking to someone and only caught your end of it and it sounded very suspicious to us. I know that's no excuse though. It was my fault that we betrayed you since I am the leader and I made the executive decision to go against you. I'm really sorry."
"We miss you Siri," Jin admitted. "Things haven't been the same without you."
Siri continued looking ahead, not once looking back at them. Her heart fluttered at Namjoon's apology and at hearing Jin say they miss her. But she wanted more. She doesn't care if they think she's a whore, she knows she is one. She just wants to know that they love her.
"Noona," Jungkook began, "we lo—"
pew~ pew~ pew~ pew~ pew~ pew~
Gunshots started hitting the minibus, interrupting Jungkook's group confession and making everyone alert and panic.
"Shit! Everyone get down!" Siri ordered.
Everyone ducked down while she went and grabbed two guns from the glove compartment and moved to where Jin was sitting.
"Hold these for me." She gave the guns to Jin then went to open a secret compartment on the floor in front Namjoon that hid a bunch of guns and some grenades.
"When I'm done with a gun, I'll chuck it down. I want someone to hand me another one from here. Put more bullets in for me in the one I've chucked back and hand it back when I need it again. Got it?"
All members nodded their heads quickly. Siri moved to the middle of the van where Jungkook and Jimin sat and opened the sunroof above them.
"Open your legs for me boys." They were slightly confused but did as they were asked. Siri then stepped between their legs and leaned on the back of Taehyung's and Jin's seats.
"Ok, Jin, hand me those guns." He gave them to her and she looked at Jungkook and Jimin. "I'll need you two to hold my legs tight when I'm up so I'm steady. Can you do that for me?"
"Anything for you, Sweetcheeks."
That made Siri smile for once hearing that nickname again and it gave the members some hope.
JH: "Be careful Sunshine!' She nodded and popped herself up so half her body was now out the top of the mini-bus, Jungkook and Jimin held her legs tight.
"Is it wrong I feel slightly jealous they get to touch and hold her right now?" Yoongi mumbled to Namjoon.
"Yes it is! You're the gun expert! Set these up for her quickly!"
Yoongi moved to the floor compartment and started setting some guns up for Siri. Gunshots rang out from the top and some windows started smashing making the guys duck down a little.
Ruby had to swerve the car a few times to avoid being hit, making it a struggle for Jungkook and Jimin to hold Siri properly.
Siri dropped both guns and Yoongi handed her another. The members could see that she was managing to shoot their enemies pretty well and only missing occasionally.
"Grenade! Grenade!" Siri said with her right hand held out for one.
Namjoon quickly grabbed one and gave it to her. They all watched as she pulled the pin and chucked it at the car behind them. It landed on the window wipers and exploded.
"Nice shot!"
There were 2 more cars behind them and 3 motorcyclists coming up. Siri then dropped a gun again and Yoongi put another in her hand.
After some more shooting and swerving, Siri screamed out "Shit! ~hiss~ Ahh!", making the guys panic.
"What is it?!" Jungkook shouted up to her with worry.
"Nothing! Give me another grenade!"
Namjoon then handed her another one and she chucked it at the last car left. It blew up and there were no more enemies left. Everyone rejoiced and felt relief rush through them.
Siri came down and patted Jungkook and Jimin's cheeks, "You both did good," she panted out and gave them both a small smile.
She got off from their seats, then patted Yoongi and Namjoon's shoulder as she walked past, slightly stumbling her way back to the front. As she passed Jin, she fell forward and landed on her forearms. That made the guys panic and Jin quickly went to help her get up. She turned to sit up so her back leaned against the passenger seat so she was now facing all the BTS members.
Her breathing was hoarse and she was going slightly pale. She went to sit up more but hissed and winced as she did so, causing the guys to look at her with worry.
"Siri, what's wrong?" Namjoon asked with concern.
Siri couldn't answer. The pain was too much. That's when Jin noticed something red on his hands from when he went to help her as she fell. Siri slowly started unzipping her black hoodie.
What the members saw made their eyes bulge out of their sockets and gasp. All of them panicking now.
All they could see was red.
Blood red.
Siri had been shot and was bleeding out.
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