Emma.

synopsis: a solo trip was supposed to be your fresh start—a place where nobody knew you surrounded, by the blue ocean. you escaped to breathe, but jungkook became the reason you forgot how. he belonged to someone else, wanting him felt like a betrayal to your own ideals. the space between you kept shrinking. touches lingering too long with glances speaking louder than words, tempted you reach for something forbidden.

desire doesn’t disappear just because it’s inconvenient.

genre/warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, mdni, angst, smut, fluff, reader was cheated on, vacation trope, forced proximity, unresolved feelings with misunderstanding, jealousy, mentions of drinking, skinny dipping, neck kissing, biting, oral (f receiving), nipple play, unprotected sex (don’t do it), cowgirl position, orgasm (m & f receiving) and squirting.

w/c: 12.2k

a/n: thank you so much to everyone for the support on my last fanfic! you guys have no idea how grateful i am💕 hope you enjoy this one :)

the waitress had already asked you three times if you were ready to order, but you weren’t. you were still waiting for him, your now ex-boyfriend.

you were sitting all alone in the best restaurant in town which you had made a reservation for months ago for your second year anniversary. you had spent the whole afternoon getting ready—making sure your waves looked perfect, that your makeup looked flawless and you were wearing the new dress you had bought last week.

you were saving it for this special occasion—yes, it was a little expensive, but it was totally worth it in your mind. you smiled at the idea of him getting to the restaurant and looking at you with admiration, paying attention to all the time you had dedicated to him—like you always wished he did.

you waited and waited, sipping from the glass of wine you had ordered for both of you. you didn’t even like wine that much, but he did—and you wanted this night to be special for him.

you knew something was wrong when he didn’t answer the first call, by the fifth one you just felt stupid. it was sent straight to voicemail again. you started to get worried, maybe he had forgotten? after all he had been so busy balancing college and work for the last week, it would be a shame if he didn’t remember your anniversary, but he had an excuse you supposed…

the waitress asked you one more time if you were going to order something and you repeated that you were still waiting for someone, you caught a glimpse of pity in her eyes as she nodded her head at you.

you felt a little embarrassed, everyone was with their partners, enjoying a nice dinner together, laughing and chatting with no worries. you thought you looked pathetic sitting on your own, all dressed up for him.

as time went by, disappointment was filling your heart. people were starting to leave the place and he still hadn’t shown up. you left the money for the bottle of wine you didn’t even get to finish and went to your apartment with a bitter feeling taking over you.

the walk home was horrible, the cold night breeze creeping into your body making you shiver. the high heels you were wearing didn’t make it any better. you could feel your feet getting hurt with each step you took

when you finally got to your apartment you threw yourself into the couch and instantly grabbed your phone to try to reach your boyfriend again, but the call kept ringing unanswered. you ran your hand across your face frustrated when your phone buzzed out of nowhere. a hint of hope peeked through your heart thinking it was him explaining what had happened, but instead it was a message from an unknown number.

you opened it with a bad feeling and little did you know what was waiting for you. it was a blurry photo of what seemed to be a house party, you squinted your eyes and zoomed in it trying to understand what was going on.

your eyes widened and your heart dropped.

it was him, it was your boyfriend. he was kissing a random girl whose face was not visible. the only thing you could see was her dark red dyed hair as he grabbed her waist pulling her body closer to his.

you couldn’t believe this, your hands started shaking and you accidentally dropped your phone—hitting the ground with a loud thud. you felt like you couldn’t breathe, stomach in knots, tears streaming down your face and a lump in your throat.

everyone had warned you he wasn’t a good guy, but you decided not to listen, believing you could maybe change him and that something good would finally happen to you.

you were done, you were done with him and with all the stupid things you had done for him. you were so tired of being the only one trying hard for the relationship, paying attention to all the details and basically losing your dignity for him.

the only thing that kept you together were his fake promises, he used to say he would change for you and that all the rumors about him were just lies to make him look bad.

you picked up your phone and simply turned it off. you didn’t call him or text him again that night, you didn’t want an explanation or an apology, you had had enough of humiliating yourself.

you went to the bathroom and removed all your makeup you had spent so much time on, and nobody noticed—harshly washing it all with water, you felt so ridiculous and embarrassed for yourself.

you looked at your face in the mirror, runny mascara all over your cheeks and your breathing heavy. you had a weird mix of feelings, on one hand you felt heartbroken—a part of you thought that your relationship could work with love and dedication; but on the other hand, you’ve always known deep down something like this would happen in no time while being with him.

he would give you some signs that clearly showed who he actually was. the way he never asked how your day was and never expressed any kind of emotion towards you—he didn’t even hug you, he would only kiss you when greeting you and you couldn’t remember the last time he had held your hand without looking around first.

you thought that was okay, he used to say he wasn’t affectionate in public, but he wasn’t in private either. he wouldn’t do something as simple as cuddling with you or at least kissing your cheek. you thought to yourself that nobody is perfect and everyone has their flaws—but it gets to a point.

that’s the other side of love nobody talks about—when even though someone is slowly destroying you in every way possible, you still don’t give up on them. refusing to let go of the idea that he would open his eyes and he would treat you like someone he supposedly loves.

that day you reached your limit, and after years of having no self respect; you swore that you would never disrespect yourself like that ever again.

you dried your face with a towel and went to sleep with a heavy feeling in your heart, but also knowing this could mean a fresh start for you. after being blinded by a man who didn’t appreciate or even love, it felt like you could see clearly again after a really long time.

…

five months had passed since you broke up with him, your phone was filled with missed calls from him allegedly trying to clear things up, texts unanswered and him trying to get your attention for the first time since you met him. why did he only care about you when he lost you?

all you wanted to do was to disappear, even though you weren’t trapped in his arms anymore—that didn’t take away the fact that you had been betrayed and he had played with your heart as if it was just a little toy. there were even times when you thought you deserved that.

when you walked down the college hallways you could hear whispers from people who haven’t spoken to you ever saying that you were so dumb for thinking he would change for you, criticizing how delusional you were about him, it was as if everyone knew this was going to happen—but what they didn’t understand was that you thought you were dumb too.

because it wasn’t until someone you didn’t even know shoved how he really was right into your face that you decided to leave him, and maybe that would be the only way you could have freed yourself—finally deciding to take a look at him and stopped looking the other way, clinging to his so-called “good side” which was simply a mask he wore to hide his true self from you.

when you complained about his behavior with you he would always console you and say he was so sorry. he would say he didn’t deserve you, that someone like you shouldn’t want to be with him—and you felt so bad every single time, he didn’t listen to you before changing the subject and making you feel like shit for questioning his love, that didn’t even exist.

you wanted to start over, to forget everything that happened to you; but you couldn’t. you had to face the real world and keep going no matter how hard things were. you found yourself painfully counting down the days until summer break; all you wanted to do was to be alone and not seeing any of your shitty classmates for some time…

it all changed when one day in class you overheard a conversation between two girls behind you—talking about how they wanted so bad to go somewhere far away for the summer, somewhere where they could disappear for a while.

you had a sudden epiphany, that’s exactly what you needed—going away. of course you couldn’t move away, but for some weeks of summer it would be nice for you to go by yourself to a place you had never been before.

you thought that being somewhere where nobody knows you would heal you at least just a little. there’s some sort of freedom in being unknown.

that day when you got home, you grabbed your laptop and started searching for plane tickets to the farthest place you could think of. somewhere peaceful yet unfamiliar—you needed to step out of your comfort zone

you suddenly found a fair price ticket for Maui, Hawaii. you had never even heard of that place, you looked it up and your jaw dropped. it was like a slice of green paradise placed right in the middle of the deep blue ocean.

you didn’t think about it twice and spent most of your savings booking a flight to it in a month and a half, making a reservation in a beautiful hotel too. maybe it was an impulsive decision but you didn’t really care, you just wanted to make something good for yourself one time.

for the next days you couldn’t stop smiling daydreaming about your first solo trip to that gorgeous island. now you weren’t counting down the days with sadness and desperation, constantly waiting to be all alone and do absolutely nothing the whole break—but waiting with excitement and happiness for meeting a new magical place that was instead, waiting for you.

that’s how you found yourself at the airport now, just you and your suitcase with a bright smile plastered on your face. you were determined in having a good time and trying to forget about all the stuff that had happened at least for a while. it would just be you and nature with no stupid boys in your mind (or at least that was your objective)

despite your excitement, you couldn’t help but feel a little panicky when you entered the airport—your brain had spent all day imagining the worst case scenarios that had a very low probability of being real, but the chances are never zero you thought…

what if your suitcase got lost, or if it got confiscated in security checks? or imagine if you get lost and you lose your flight… or what if they find something bad in your bag and get arrested for it?

you shook your head and came back to reality. you firmly grabbed your suitcase’s handle and went to the check-in counter to show your ticket and drop your luggage.

you sighed deeply and started walking to security check with some other people that helped you to guide your way through the airport

when you got there, they made you leave all your belongings in a plastic tray—including your cellphone, your passport and even the jewelry you were wearing

you walked through the security scanner, crossing your fingers for everything to be in order. a green light lit up, which meant you were good to go. you smiled with relief and grabbed your stuff—bag hanging in your shoulder, cellphone in your hand and you put your passport in your jeans back pocket.

you made it to immigration, showing your plane ticket one more time before finally reaching to the boarding area

everything seemed to be alright, you were in time and your flight hadn’t been delayed. you finally had some time to relax before it was time to get in the plane

you were reading the travel guide book for Maui you had bought a couple days ago. there were so many things to do—it was filled with national parks, breathtaking beaches, snorkeling in the sea with the sea creatures, and even though you weren’t a big fan of it there were a lot of mountains to hike. you had tried hiking before and it didn’t go so well… maybe it’s better for you to stick with the beach.

at some point you got hungry and started walking around searching for something that wasn’t terribly overpriced, it would’ve been better if you had brought some food from your apartment

you refused to buy something to eat when you could simply get a coffee without spending half of the money you had brought, they would probably give you a small meal in the plane anyway.

as you were walking your way back to your gate, you realized people were already standing in line to board your flight—you grabbed your things quickly and made your way to the back of the line

they were asking for people’s passports once again. you reached for it in your back pocket, when you slipped your hand inside of it you found nothing. your heart stopped for a second and your eyes widened with fright—maybe it was on the other one?

you quickly checked and didn’t find it there either, this couldn’t be happening. it’s your first time traveling alone and you already lost the most important thing you needed?

you began to frantically search through your bag—digging through papers, makeup and extra clothes you had bought, praying for your passport to appear magically inside

you found nothing, you were sweating, hands trembling with desperation. the line was slowly getting shorter, meaning you had to show your passport in no time

you had no idea where the hell you dropped it—it could be at the security check, at the boarding control, on your way to the coffee shop or at any escalator you had passed

the worst part is that you didn’t have the time to go and look for it, if you did so you would definitely lose your flight and of course they wouldn’t wait for a stupid girl to find her passport which could be in any part of the airport

that’s it, your whole trip was absolutely ruined. you didn’t even get to your destination before messing it up, the only time you decided to do something nice for yourself and it was a failure. and to make things better it was all your fault. the only thing you can do now is to go home and hope the airline had a little compassion for you and beg them for a refund, at least the half of what your ticket was…

someone suddenly touched your shoulder making you get out of your panic spiral. you turned around and your eyes met with probably the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. he made you forget about your lost passport in a matter of seconds

he had big, round brown eyes that looked at you curiously yet cutely in some way. his hair was straight and black, it looked so soft and silky you wanted to touch it so bad. all of his face seemed almost ethereal for you, with a couple of piercings decorating his plump lips

“sorry, is this yours?” he said as he handed you nothing else but your precious passport, you didn’t even care about it anymore. you were so focused on his tatted hands with his long fingers wrapped around the small navy booklet

“you dropped it at the security checkpoint, we tried to give it back to you but you were already gone!” a feminine voice pulled you out of your trance, it was a dark red-haired girl right next to him. of course he has a girlfriend.

your eyes darkened with a little disappointment, and for a second you forgot why were you were there. to forget about a stupid boy, you didn’t need anymore situationships or new lovers.

“oh yeah, thank you so much… i was starting to think my trip was ruined” you said trying to laugh it away.

“i think we are all going to the same place! are you going to Maui too?” the red haired girl spoke with a bright smile in her face

“yes… i need to get away for some time” you answered—if someone like him was going to the same place as you, you wouldn’t get to achieve your goal of keeping boys out of your head

“that’s amazing! by the way this is jungkook and i’m dayeon, it’s a pleasure to meet you! we don’t need to ask your name, we took a little peek at your passport just to find you, nothing creepy” she joked making all of you giggle

“pleasure to meet you too” you said a little shyly, you were not used to people being this nice when you first met them

“this is so exciting, maybe we can do some excursions together as travel buddies!” dayeon spoke brightly "isn’t that nice jungkook?”

“yeah…” he said softly as you caught him looking at you up and down as if he was carefully analyzing you

when you looked back it was already your turn to show your documents and get in the plane

“i think we should get going, enough chatting for today!” she laughed

you just smiled gently at her and made your way to the gate, you had cleared every single obstacle life had put in your way today… except now you have another one, a really good looking one.

when you were finally inside the plane you quickly found your seat, it had a decent position. you couldn’t complain when you were going to the most beautiful place on earth while staying in a very nice hotel—but you did wish you had gotten the window seat to take some pictures…

…

you were buckling your seatbelt when you heard that laugh again, it was dayeon which was obviously sitting next to jungkook. she was whispering something into his ear, making him giggle softly.

does she ever shut up?

oh my god, why were you being so mean? she was literally the nicest girl you had ever met and you were hating on her for apparently no reason

you took a deep breath and put on your sleeping mask to try and get some rest—plus out of sight out of mind…

you woke up after some hours feeling well rested, for your sake the flight attendants were serving some food—you thought you would go crazy if you didn’t eat something in the next minutes.

your thoughts were interrupted when you saw jungkook walking down the aisle towards you, you tried to pretend you didn’t see him by avoiding eye contact—the mere sight of his presence made you flush.

“you finally woke up” he joked when he reached your seat, gently leaning his body against the seat next to yours

“did you come all the way over here just to check if i was still asleep?” you shot back trying to hide your nervousness

“dayeon asked me to come, she didn’t want you to lose your meal” jungkook said as he scoffed from your question

“oh… that’s sweet of her. say thanks to her for me” you answered with a gentle smile

even though you thought your short conversation was over he was still there, standing while looking at you with a peculiar look in his eyes—you couldn’t tell what it was, and it was really hard to read his expression when he looked so pretty like that

jungkook had his hair a little messy, probably he had slept for a while too. his face was kinda puffy but it only made him look even cuter

“umm jungkook…?”

“yes?” he replied with a grin on his face probably trying to pretend he didn’t notice what he was doing

“i think you should move, the flight attendants are trying to serve everyone’s food and you are standing in the middle of the aisle” you said trying not to burst out of laughter

he turned his head quickly only to find the crew with the meal cart waiting for him to move so they could continue

“oh. i’m sorry” he mumbled with all of his face red from embarrassment “i guess i’ll see you again when we land” he said quickly to go back to his seat and stop bothering the flight attendants

…

you had devoured in five minutes the pasta tray they had given you—it wasn’t even that good but as you were starving it tasted like heaven for you, washing it down with water to stay hydrated for the remaining one hour and a half there was left.

you put your headphones on and spent the rest of the flight listening to your main playlist you had downloaded, enjoying your favorite songs when suddenly “Do I Wanna Know?” by Arctic Monkeys started playing

you don’t know what happened at the moment, but as you listened to it you couldn’t keep jungkook out of your head. it was almost as if something had possessed you, every single line connected with something you had been feeling about him

“Are there some aces up your sleeve?” reminded you of how he looked at you in the airport when you saw him for the first time, what was he trying to say? was this one of his tricks to keep you thinking of him? was there even a trick?

“Have you no idea that you’re in deep?” made you think if jungkook had realized the effects he had on you, all it took for you to blush and get nervous was a simple glance from him

“Do I wanna know? If this feeling flows both ways” made your mind drift with the idea of this feeling being one-sided, of course it was. his perfect girlfriend was sitting next to him—why would he think of you the way you were?

but

“Been wondering if your heart’s still open” brought to your mind the possibility jungkook’s looks weren’t meaningless, that maybe you weren’t the only one feeling this way…

that’s it. you’ve had enough. why were you thinking this over the guy you just met at the airport and know nothing about? and worse of all—he has a freaking girlfriend. what is wrong with you?

you spent the rest of the time trying to sleep but it was impossible, you felt so guilty about having weird thoughts about jungkook. you don’t even know how old he is or something… and of course you would never interrupt such a sweet couple like him and dayeon after what had happened to you…

finally after what felt like the longest hour of your life you landed at your destination, despite you had slept most of the flight you felt exhausted. all you wanted to do was get to your hotel and sleep the whole night to have some energy for tomorrow.

after successfully getting your suitcase back you were making your way outside the airport to find the cab the resort had sent for you to take. as you were walking, you felt some rapid steps behind you and immediately recognized that energy

“there you are!” dayeon spoke to you getting closer to you with jungkook following her from behind “can you believe our cab cancelled last minute? i don’t know how we are going to get to our hotel…” she said with concern in her voice

“that sucks… i heard you can hire one inside the airport for a bit of extra money, maybe you can get a discount if you ask nicely” you replied trying to cheer her up a little bit

you stepped outside and your car was already parked in the street waiting for you—it was a black, nice car with the hotel’s logo printed in the door.

“oh. my. god.” you looked at dayeon’s face and she had a wide grin plastered in her bright face “we are going to the same resort! this must be destiny, right jungkook?”

he just stood there not saying anything but looking as surprised as her

“well… if you guys want to we can share the cab, i already paid for it but there’s not a problem really” you offered since you felt bad for them, they would probably spend more than this whole trip in just a ride to the hotel

“really? would you do that?” she said with gratitude in her eyes as you nodded to her “thank you so much! you have saved us!”

“it’s not that big of a deal, i owe you a favor for the whole passport thing after all” you said trying to calm her down

all of you loaded your suitcases inside the trunk and got in the car to finally go to the resort, what you hadn’t thought of was that you would have jungkook painfully close to you the whole way.

he was sitting in the middle, dayeon on the left side and you were on the right seat. you were a little uncomfortable with his pressure invading your personal space, you hadn’t realized how… big he was

jungkook was occupying half of the backseat, he was so close it was insane to ignore your knees brushing against his—you wondered if he had noticed it too, because he hadn’t moved his legs not even a little.

you could even smell him, he had a fresh, masculine intoxicating scent that made your head dizzy. as weird as it sounds, you could smell him every day. the small space made it feel as if you were sniffing his body directly

you didn’t feel okay with all of this and rolled the window down, getting some fresh air before losing your mind

…

after what it felt like an eternity for you, you got to the hotel. it was beautiful, full of wood structures, tropical gardens and warm lights that made it seem so peaceful

you stepped out of the car basically gasping for air. after the driver helped you with your luggage everyone thanked him and you couldn’t wait to get to your room

you stepped inside, walking to the reception to ask for your room keys when someone touched your shoulder. it was him

“hey i wanted to give you this, i couldn’t let you pay for the cab of all of us by yourself” jungkook said as he was handing a couple of bills

“oh no, that’s not necessary” you denied a little shyly

“please just take it, i’m not going to leave you alone until you accept it” he said pulling his hand closer to you

anything would be better than him not leaving you alone—you smiled softly as you took the money from his hand, brushing his fingers for a second too long

“thank you jungkook” you spoke hoping he didn’t notice the redness in your cheeks

“it’s nothing, good night” he replied as he walked to his room

that night when you were in bed, you could still feel his fingers against yours like a ghost. you closed your eyes and went to sleep immediately, refused to think about him one more second

…

you woke up to sunshine hitting your face, your room had a floor-to-ceiling window that let you see the most beautiful view ever. a gorgeous beach with crystal clear water with a hint of turquoise, sand meeting the tall palm trees and a gigantic, green mountain in the background. it looked straight out of a painting

the sky was clear and the sun was shining bright, it was a perfect day to go to the beach. you got up happily and changed your pajamas to one of the bikinis you brought, you tied it up tight and put a simple sundress over it

you packed your beach bag with a bottle of sunscreen, sunglasses and a small book you had brought. you were ready to spend a relaxing day by the sea—you were already smiling and feeling calm, you believed any beach in the world was where you belonged

as soon as you got out of your room and you were closing the door, you noticed the person who was staying next to you was also coming out.

“morning” a man with a familiar voice spoke, and you immediately knew who that was

you’ve got to be kidding. you raised your head and saw jungkook—not only you were at the same place, same hotel but he was also staying at the room next to yours. it felt like life wants you to keep thinking of him constantly.

“hey, i didn’t know we were neighbors” you joked as shyness sparkled out of your eyes

“yeah me neither… you heading to the beach too” jungkook asked you with that weird look in his eyes

at this point you were starting to think he was purposely following you

“yes, it’s a nice day outside… how about you?” you said secretly hoping he wasn’t going too

“me too, i can’t wait to go for a swim” he replied you with a cute smile

“oh cool…” you murmured trying not to sound as anxious as you were “you know what? i think i forgot something in my room… you go ahead” you lied to avoid a deeply uncomfortable walk with him

“don’t worry i can wait-“

“no. i mean don’t wait for me, i don’t want to hold you up” you rushed before letting him finish

jungkook nodded his head at you and made his way to the beach, finally leaving you alone. you sighed, finally breathing correctly. you were seriously considering going somewhere else just not to be close to him.

you woke up and realized how stupid you were being, he was just a man… a very distracting one. but jungkook wouldn’t stop you from doing whatever you wanted, this was your vacation and you could do what you wanted

you would just spot where he was and stay far away from him, you were determined to spend a nice, relaxing day without jungkook making you go insane just by showing up.

when you got to the hotel’s private beach, you were looking for him everywhere but couldn’t see where he was. jungkook wasn’t at the sea and nor on the beach loungers. maybe he decided to go somewhere else? or maybe he had other plans with dayeon… in any way, good for you

you took off your sundress leaving you only in your bikini and lay down on the lounge, wanting to get some tan.

after some minutes you were on the verge of falling asleep—the soft swash of the waves with a light breeze blowing softly across your body made you feel warm and sleepy

just as you were about to sink into sleep you felt the sun fading away, a dark shadow hitting your body now instead of the bright, shining sun. you suddenly felt a few water droplets dropping towards your face—it’s impossible the weather changed this fast

you jumped started when you opened your eyes and found jungkook, who had just gotten out of the sea, standing next to you looking at you a little creepily

“god, you scared me…” you breathed with your heart pumping rapidly

“sorry—i just wanted to know if you had any sunscreen, i forgot mine” jungkook explained to you

you didn’t hear a single word he said because he was now shirtless, just in a swimsuit. you noticed it wasn’t only his hand that had tattoos, but all of his right arm and part of his chest too. it was impossible to focus when he had such a hot body—all of his torso was perfectly sculpted

jungkook had muscular arms with huge biceps, a strong back with a broad pair of shoulders that looked the size of your head and toned abs with well-defined lines. the water droplets all over him only made him look even better.

“are you okay…?” jungkook interrupted your unholy thoughts

you realized you were probably gone looking straight at his body like a pervert

“oh sorry, yeah i have a bottle in my bag. use whatever you need” you finally answered after a couple of minutes of zoning out because of him

“great, thank you” he said with a smile as he reached for the sunscreen inside your bag. he opened the bottle and started applying it all over him

you couldn’t help but look from the corner of your eye how he spread the product across his delicious body, you felt like a creep but you were really enjoying the view. how he was sliding his tatted hand up and down his biceps or the way jungkook slowly rubbed the sunscreen across his big chest was basically making you drool.

“can you help me with my back please?” he shot suddenly

you opened your eyes wide with surprise—admiring him and touching him were two things very different things. you admit you felt a little uneasy with that, even though you would enjoy running your across his back you thought that wasn’t okay

“umm where’s dayeon?” you asked awkwardly

trying to let him know this wasn’t really good since he had a girlfriend

“uhh i don’t know, probably having breakfast? c’mon you don’t want me to get a sunburn” he had a point, in any case you would explain everything to her if she asked you about it…

you got up to reach his back correctly, squeezed the bottle to get a little product on your hands and rubbed them together.

you began by his shoulders, feeling how wide and broad they were. you were slowly moving your fingers against him to apply the product perfectly. you followed by his back, getting more sunscreen out of the bottle because how big it was—you ran your hands up and down, and side to side to cover every inch of it.

you could feel his soft skin every time you touched him, as you traced his waist with the palm of your hands over and over again you could feel a warm sensation spreading all over your stomach

you went all the way up again to apply some to the parts of his arms he couldn’t reach. you had to hold back with all your might not to squeeze a little his biceps, being careful not to make him uncomfortable even though this was already a little intimate

“there you go—i think you’ll be good, no sunburns at all” you joked making jungkook laugh, it sounded so beautiful almost as music to your ears

when you finished dayeon arrived where you were, good thing she didn’t get here a minute earlier

“hey guys! i was looking for you” she said with her classic enthusiasm “i was going to ask you if you wanted to go to a party tonight with some friends i just made”

“you’ve been here less than a day and you already have friends?” jungkook teased her

“well you do too” dayeon said as she looked to your direction with a smile in her face “please guys it’ll be fun” she pleaded to both of you

“i guess so… i’m in, how about you?” jungkook asked you with a confusing spark in his eyes

“yeah okay” you said not being sure of the decision you just made, but you have to get the most out of this trip anyway…

“good! be ready by noon” dayeon grinned with visible excitement

what the hell have you just gotten yourself into? you needed some minutes to be alone so you excused yourself to go for a swim.

as you got closer to the sea the smell of salt intensified, the waves reaching for your feet letting you feel the warm water running through your skin

you went fully into the water submerging your whole body into the ocean—it had the perfect temperature and it was so clear you could see some tropical fish, colored with bright shades of yellow and even rainbow.

you came up to the surface and started floating on your back letting the water guide your body freely in the calm water. you felt a strange feeling in your stomach, but it wasn’t the butterflies jungkook had caused you a moment before—now it was guilt, and you couldn’t handle it properly

you were doing the exact same thing they had done to you when you found out your boyfriend cheated on you. that girl had probably felt butterflies and attraction to him even though it was wrong, just like you were doing.

you felt so wrong, it felt like you were in the middle of a beautiful relationship. they were basically the absolute couple goals for everyone—how they looked at each other with nothing but love in their eyes, the way they would laugh together at everything and how they worked things out together without freaking out. if it was you and your ex-boyfriend whose cab had been cancelled at the airport, he would have lost his mind and treated you like a worthless thing.

you couldn’t deal with it all anymore and got out of the ocean with a heavy feeling on your shoulders. when you got to your lounge you grabbed your stuff and went to your room—you felt dirty and nasty in someway, not because you had just been in the sea, but because of the guilt and shame.

as soon as you stepped in, you ran to the shower and tried your best to wash it all away. you were scrubbing your skin so hard you scratched your left forearm harshly, a thin stream of bright red blood started coming out of the scratch. it burned so bad even though it was half the size of your pinky

you felt like an idiot for everything, a couple of tears started pouring down your cheeks. all you wanted was to have a good time and forget about the things that happened back home, was it too much to ask?

you closed the water and as you stepped out of the shower you wrapped yourself in a towel. you began to look for something to clean your wound, something like alcohol or antiseptic. you found nothing.

you were starting to get a bit mad at that point, frustration and stress filled your head. you stopped yourself, you were on vacation you weren’t supposed to feel like that—you were supposed to be calm and relaxed, not about to loose your mind

you took a deep breath and cleared your mind, all you had to do was go for a walk and find the nearest pharmacy to buy something to clean your forearm and then avoid jungkook for the rest of the day. he made you feel things you were supposed to forget.

…

after some hours, you had went to every pharmacy near the hotel but they had all ran out of what you needed, how is it possible they didn’t have something as important as alcohol? at least you were able to grab some lunch on the way—it was a poke bowl filled with fresh fish, a base of a rice similar to the sushi one, sesame oil with some spicy mayo

it was so good all your pain went away for a second, all of your bad mood minutes ago was probably due to your hunger too. you were making your way to the resort when you remembered you had to go out tonight

what bothered you wasn’t the part of going to party, you don’t usually go out but still enjoy it from time to time—it was jungkook. you needed to run away from him at all costs, otherwise you would go mad

even though it would probably be something calm—a bar by the beach, with music and some drinks, you were a little anxious. you would have to meet new people and make conversation with them, getting to know new people always makes you so nervous. but at least it would be just for tonight…

you had finished getting ready—you wanted to look especially pretty that night because you hadn’t glammed up since a long time ago. the eyeshadow and mascara on your eyes looked perfect, your cheeks had a cute shade of red because you were sun-kissed, you had carefully curled your hair for it to have some beach waves and you were wearing a short, white dress with subtle floral patterns on it.

you put a pair of white kitten heels to be comfortable yet cute, styled the outfit with your favorite accessories and sprayed a little bit of perfume. it was a fresh smell with coconut and jasmine notes, paired with citric scent making it sweet but not overpowering.

when you accidentally sprayed it over your forearm, it hurt and burned even worse. you hissed in pain and quickly covered the wound, you seriously need to buy some band-aids tomorrow.

before stepping out you looked at your reflection for one last time in the mirror, fixed your hair and put a little lip gloss. you felt beautiful after months of misery, you smiled softly at yourself and opened the door to leave

as soon as you walked outside you bumped into something hard yet warm, you opened your eyes only to find your face buried in jungkook’s chest. both of you pulled away shyly

you expected him to apologize or say something but when you raised your head to meet his face, jungkook had a special glow in his eyes and his mouth was slightly open.

he had his usual piercing gaze on you, but there was something different this time… it was as if his eyes had softened yet widened their size when he looked at you

“do you need something?” you asked jungkook coldly

“oh sorry… i just came here to say everyone is waiting for us at the lobby” he explained as he came back to reality “you look really pretty by the way” jungkook confessed as he giggled a little

you could feel your face get a little red by his compliment, but decided to avoid it and not acknowledge it—after how you felt today, you didn’t want to come between jungkook and dayeon anymore, no matter how good he made you feel.

you just stepped outside instead, causing him to move out of your way to close the door. you started walking to the elevator without looking back at him

you could hear jungkook’s steps following you from behind, which only caused you to walk faster to avoid being remotely close to him.

when you reached the elevator both of you got in rapidly and accidentally pressed the lobby button at the same time, leading to your fingers to brush softly against his. you could feel all of your face burning with embarrassment at his subtle touch.

you moved away from jungkook as far as you could, leaning your back against the elevator wall. unintentionally, you let out a loud sigh—making him look at you once again, but this time with concern.

“are you alright? you seem a little tense” jungkook spoke worried

“i’m fine. i’m not tense.” you shot back coldly, clearly lying to him

even though you had already answered his question, he kept looking at you. you were tired of this unsettling stare so you turned your head to look at him too, you wanted it to seem challenging and intimidating—instead it came as vulnerable and with a dash of love, almost as if your eyes were a reflection of your buried feelings.

when you noticed how you were looking at jungkook you quickly turned your head away, awkwardly staring at the floor with shame

it followed an uncomfortable minute of silence. it was just you and him in there, and in someway his presence made the elevator feel even smaller than it already was. even though there was a big distance between you, it felt as if you were impossibly close to him.

the elevator bell rang suddenly making you think you had finally reached the lobby—instead for your surprise, it had stopped in a random floor where a crowd of people got in

you don’t know how it happened but you ended up glued to jungkook’s body. he was so close to you you could smell his scent and feel his breath against your neck, giving you goosebumps

you had your back pressed to part of his chest—you knew he could see you but you couldn’t see him. you crossed your arms uncomfortably without realizing your wound was on full display just for jungkook

you knew he was looking at it, probably with furrowed eyebrows and a worried expression. you quickly covered your injury with your palm a little ashamed

jungkook was about to open his mouth to say something, probably to ask what had happened to you when you finally got the lobby—the small bell rang and the doors opened for you.

everyone including you stepped out, you felt like you were able to breathe correctly. across the room you spotted dayeon waving her hand at you excitedly, next to her were two girls and one boy who seemed nice

when you and jungkook got close she introduced everyone. they were a group of childhood friends that were here for the man’s birthday, whose name was taeyang

now everyone was walking to a beach bar that was close to the hotel. you were chatting with the people you just met, they were so nice and funny. all of you were sharing funny stories with each other and you were bursting out laughing, they were hilarious.

you suddenly realized you didn’t know where jungkook and dayeon were. you turned around only to see them walking together far away from all of you, and she was whispering something to his ear

jungkook looked so weird, he had a dark look in his eyes, his jaw was clenched and he seemed like he didn’t like the new group. this time his look wasn’t focused on you, but on taeyang. he was to your side while still talking to you as you looked back at jungkook.

you turned your head back confused, had you been too mean minutes ago? you began to feel bad for him, but then remembered—you weren’t doing this because you wanted to, it was because you didn’t want to interfere with a relationship like they had done to you.

you shook those thoughts away from your head and tried to focus on the conversation once again, you wanted to have a good time and nothing was going to ruin it…

when you got to the bar, there was calm music playing and dim lighting decorating the place. it was right next to the beach, which offered you a beautiful view of the calm ocean. the sky was still clear and it didn’t take long for the sunset.

all of you sat down in a table for six, you and jungkook were on opposite ends as the rest of them filled the space between you. taeyang sat beside you, tucked into the corner

you kept talking to him when the waitress came to take your order. everyone was asking for beer or fruit cocktails, but you still hadn’t decided what you wanted. since you hated the bitter taste of alcohol you were indecisive

suddenly taeyang got close to you and whispered softly to you

“i recommend you the passion fruit and orange cocktail if you don’t like the taste of alcohol, you won’t even notice it” he said almost as if he could read your mind

when he pulled away from you jungkook had his eyes glued to yours—he didn’t have his classic shine in them anymore, instead they looked dark and serious. he was playing with his lip piercings as he looked away from you with an unreadable expression on his face.

you were so confused, you had no idea what was wrong with him. the waitress distracted you from your thoughts when she asked you what you wanted, you listened to taeyang and ordered the drink he recommended you

now you were looking at jungkook, trying to understand what was going with him but he didn’t look back at you. he was busy talking to dayeon and the girls. you decided to ignore it and go back to the conversation you were having with taeyang

he was talking about how he met dayeon at the hotel, it was when both of them were having breakfast she talked to him for the first time. after that, taeyang introduced her to the girls while the waitress came with everyone’s drinks.

yours was in a big glass filled to the top and came with a straw in it. when you sipped unsure if you would like it or not, your eyes widened with delight—it was probably the first cocktail you actually enjoyed, its taste was so sweet you were starting to doubt if it had alcohol in it.

taeyang kept talking to you, except you were too focused at the moment on your new favorite drink. you just nodded your head at him or laughed at whatever he was saying

given that your body wasn’t used to drinking, you could sense its effects on you quickly. your shoulders felt lighter and a little numb, your cheeks got more red than they already were and a warm sensation was spreading all over yourself.

you looked at jungkook again with your eyes a little half-lidded eyes. he was already staring at you—his dark gaze glued to you as he pressed his tongue against his cheek.

a sudden hollow, slurping sound coming from your straw interrupted your staring contest with jungkook. you looked down at your glass and it was completely empty, with only a few ice cubes left at the bottom

you had downed all of your drink in just a few minutes without even realizing. you furrowed your brows confused and disappeared—you hadn’t been there for long and you’ve finished drinking before anyone else.

you excused yourself to go to the bar counter and ask for the same cocktail. as you made your way, you felt a little dizzy but you weren’t drunk yet—just a bit tipsy

you took a seat by the counter and asked for your cocktail. while you were waiting, you rested your head in your hand and sighed, you felt kinda bad for your behavior with jungkook a while ago. you were trying to get rid of your guilt by ignoring him, but the only thing you got was more of it—it seemed like it would follow you wherever you go.

a familiar voice brought you back to reality as you spiraled into your thoughts about the same man who was next to you.

“if you ask me, i don’t think you should keep drinking” jungkook said to you as he sat on the stool next to yours.

you turned around lazily and looked at him for a second, when would it be the day he realized you just wanted to be alone? you felt a bit annoyed at him, you didn’t know if he was doing all of this on purpose

“well i didn’t ask you. i’m not even drunk” you shot sharply at him. you didn’t mean to say that to jungkook, but holding back your words was harder when you drank.

“i didn’t say you were drunk, but you’ll be in a couple seconds if you don’t stop drinking that fast” he answered apparently unbothered

“again, i didn’t ask for your opinion” you snapped

jungkook just sat there without saying anything for a second, you looked away from him trying to distract yourself from how mean you were being.

“why are you being like this?” he simply asked

the guilt in your guts intensified even more, but you were doing this for a cause. you just didn’t want to hurt somebody else like they’ve hurt you.

“and why do you care so much?” you said back, hoping for him to just leave.

“because you aren’t being this rude to taeyang” jungkook said with his jaw tight

you definitely weren’t expecting that answer, he confronted your attitude with no problem.

“one second you are avoiding me or being tense, and then i see you laughing and smiling at him like nothing is wrong” he spoke frustrated

you couldn’t deal with this anymore and finally owned up to the consequences of your actions. you really owe jungkook an explanation since your behavior was clearly affecting him

“fine, i’m sorry” you admitted “it’s just that… i don’t want to get in the middle of you and dayeon. i guess i was catching feelings for you even though i’ve only known you for a couple of days” you said with your voice trembling with nervousness for what would jungkook think about your feelings.

“why would you get in the middle of me and dayeon?” he asked with a confused look in his eyes

“you know, i don’t feel comfortable feeling that towards you since she is your girlfriend. i wouldn’t dare to come between a couple as sweet as yours” you explained

“dayeon is not my girlfriend.”

…

your heart dropped straight to your stomach, your eyes widened with shock and your jaw dropped. you must have heard him wrong… this is impossible.

“what…?” you said anxious

“i met her at the airport too, she just helped me to find you to give you back your passport” jungkook said while he was just as surprised as you

“but you guys had booked a cab together to pick up both of you after that…?” you muttered hoping all of this was a joke

“yeah, we did that after we met and found out we were going to the same place” he explained calmly

“and what about when you guys sat together on the plane and couldn’t stop laughing at each other?”

“the seats were just a coincidence, and you already know how dayeon is. she wouldn’t stop joking about anything the whole flight” jungkook proved you wrong once again

“oh my god… i’m so dumb” you breathed

you ran your hands across your face still processing all of the information you’ve just found out. you sighed loudly covering your face with embarrassment—how could you have jumped to conclusions like that? they had never introduced themselves as a couple, but you were so afraid of doing what they had done to you you just assumed they were.

“did you really think we were a couple?” jungkook asked you with a little smile on his face, probably holding back his laugh too.

“yes…” you admitted with pure shame taking over you

not only all of what you’ve done to jungkook was absolutely pointless, but you had just confessed to him unintentionally. if you’d known he and dayeon weren’t dating, you would have never explained your feelings to him.

the waitress suddenly arrived with your drink and put it on top of the counter in front of you—but the glass tipped just enough for the drink to slosh, a few alcohol drops spilling onto the cut on your forearm

it stung instantly, the wound throbbed in pain as you squinted your face in pain and quickly covered it. jungkook grabbed your shoulder in concern as he tried to look at your cut.

“i think it’s time for us to go, i think i have something to clean it in my room” he said as he guided you with his hands to stand up and leave the bar

your legs were paralyzed, you couldn’t move. that’s when you realized how heartbroken you actually were—you had spent so much time trying not to hurt anyone, you didn’t realize the one you were hurting was yourself.

all the overthinking, the guilt and sadness were slowly eating you alive. you wouldn’t let yourself enjoy a time away without ruining it, you couldn’t free yourself from the pain

tears suddenly fell down your cheeks, you had never felt this dumb. all this time you thought that a vacation or simply the passing of time would fix you, when in reality everything was in your hands—only you had the power to move on.

a hand extending towards you drifted you away from your thoughts, you looked up at jungkook. he was still there and was reaching out to help you like nobody else ever did

you stared at his hand for just a second before grabbing it softly, letting your fingers intertwine with his freely. you squeezed it gently, letting jungkook know you were ready to go with a genuine smile following.

during your walk back to the hotel none of you let go of each other’s hands, you were walking in silence while his thumb was slowly caressing your hand

it wasn’t an awkward silence, in fact, you had never felt more comfortable with someone’s simple presence. maybe it was because jungkook’s wasn’t simple—you felt as if your absence of words only made him understand you better.

…

when you got to his room, jungkook instantly went to his bathroom to look for something for your wound. he also had a large window with a view of the beach—the sun was starting to hide beneath the mountains, tinting everything in shades of gold

you got closer to have a better look when you noticed it had a handle. you curiously slid it and it opened fully, all this time it wasn’t a simple window. it was a sliding glass door leading straight to the beach.

a soft breeze blew through your face, gently brushing your hair. you took off your heels and stepped out, feeling warm sand against your feet. you walked towards the ocean but stopped just a few steps before reaching it, the waves crashing ahead of you

the beach was silent and peaceful, there was nobody at the sea or the shore. it was just you and the ocean.

you settled onto the sand with your legs crossed, not bothering about having to wash yourself later. you sighed deeply and just stayed there with no worries, you could feel a weight fading away from your body. it was as if you were finally able to breathe correctly.

you heard steps getting closer to you, when you looked back jungkook was walking towards you with some cleansing products. when he got close to you he sat right by your side.

“alright, give me your arm. this can hurt a little” jungkook said as he dampened a piece of cotton with alcohol

you didn’t hesitate and gave him your forearm, he grabbed it with one hand as he began to rub the cotton gently against your wound with the other. it burned and throbbed too, but you knew jungkook wasn’t hurting you. he was healing you.

you did your best to stay still as he cleaned your wound. when he was done he carefully placed a band-aid on top of it, it didn’t hurt anymore.

“thank you” you said as you looked into his eyes “and i’m sorry too, i probably made you uncomfortable” you muttered with a shy tone

“it’s okay, you didn’t make me feel that way… in fact i feel the same way about you” jungkook confessed with a reassuring expression

you stayed quiet for a second, trying to process what he had just said.

“you mean… you like me back?” you asked stunned

“well yeah… wasn’t it obvious?” he said with a soft laugh escaping his lips

“since i thought you were taken, no it wasn’t obvious” you laughed with him

a minute of silence followed, it was just you and him looking at each other. you were finally able to tell what was in jungkook’s eyes, it was nothing but love. he looked down at your lips for a second, making you feel butterflies all over your stomach.

“you know what i really want to do right now?” he asked you suddenly

“umm, no….” you replied trying to hide your nervousness

“let’s go for a swim” jungkook said out of nowhere

“i don’t have my bikini with me, sorry” you said with a smile “you can go if you want to, maybe i should get going to my room…”

“no. i want to go with you” he interrupted you “and i don’t have my swimsuit either”

“jungkook your room is just a few meters away” you replied with a blank expression

“yeah but i don’t really feel like walking…” jungkook explained with a funny look in his eyes

you suddenly understood in a matter of seconds what he wanted to do. you didn’t know if he was always this bad at hiding things, or if you were good at guessing them.

“why do i have the feeling you want to go swimming naked?” you shot at him

“what? how did you know?” jungkook admitted

you just smiled at him and got up, he was looking at you while he was still sitting. you reached your hand to jungkook to help him get up, which he gratefully took and stood up in an instant.

jungkook had clear excitement in his face, his eyes were shining brightly and were slightly squinted due to the wide smile plastered on his face

he took off his shirt in the blink of an eye, revealing his tatted arm and the body that had you loosing your mind a couple of hours ago. he looked at you, impatiently waiting to see your bare skin.

you took off your dress not breaking the eye contact, only leaving you in your white lace set. you were feeling bold and shameless—if it wasn’t from the alcohol running down your blood, you probably wouldn’t be doing this.

jungkook looked down at your body, his eyes showed desire but not lust. he observed it carefully and slowly, admiring every single detail of it as if it was a true work of art

you looked at his too, not feeling ashamed now. you were finally able to admire it correctly—every trace of tint in his strong arms and his perfectly toned torso

you began walking towards the ocean as he followed you. you unclasped your bra and took off your panties, letting him all of your frame freely.

you got in the ocean, the warm water touching your naked body completely for the first time. you were swimming away, your feet still reaching the sand beneath you. suddenly you felt a pair of big hands grabbing you by your waist, making you turn around

before you knew what was happening, you felt jungkook’s mouth smashing against yours. your eyes widened in surprise but quickly melted into the kiss. the plumpness of his lips contrasted with the cold metal of his piercings. you grabbed him by the back of his neck, deepening the kiss even more.

both of your lips moved swiftly, as if you’d kiss each other multiple times before. it was a hungry, needy kiss—he wasn’t ashamed of showing his desperation at all, neither were you. he slightly turned his head to get a better access to you and slid his tongue into your mouth recklessly

you revived it gratefully, smiling a little into the kiss as you explored his mouth too. your lips parted slightly letting the kiss grow intently and heated. jungkook played with your mouth boldly yet craving for more of you.

it was when he suddenly bit your lower lip softly you accidentally let out a whimper escape your lips. he stopped just for a second, pulling away from the kiss. just as you were to apologize; he grabbed you by your hips, pressing your body to his. you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms to his broad shoulders

both of you could feel each other’s bared, hot skin. the sunset only made the water grow warmer, golden rays reflecting on it look breathtaking.

the kiss was now different, it showed the urge of feeling one another’s body. jungkook pulled away once again and looked straight to your eyes as if asking for permission, you answered him by just pressing your lips together one more time

you unconsciously moved your hips softly, causing your hot center to rub his hard bulge. you and him moaned softly, just a simple friction was enough for both of you to go crazy.

jungkook pressed his fingers harder into your hips, letting you know he wanted more. you glared and started grinding your hips again. you couldn’t see it, but you knew his dick had a really good size

it felt long and wide, every time his tip rubbed your entrance you felt yourself growing needier. he was enjoying it too, each time you slid your wet slits against him, he let out a low groan and squeezed your hips harder.

both of you were lost in the pleasure. the kiss had lost its way and was now a sloppy, wet mess—but feeling each other’s mouth was just enough for you. low moans escaped your mouth occasionally, making jungkook go feral

it was one particular brush of his head against your clit that made both of you lose your minds. your body jumped slightly and you felt tingles all over your body, making you moan louder.

none of you could do this anymore, you couldn’t last one more second without feeling him inside of you. “i need you” came out of your mouths at the unison, as if you shared the same thoughts.

…

both of you got out of the ocean to go back to his room as he was still carrying you. as soon as jungkook stepped in, he threw you in the bed, not even caring you were soaked and would leave it all wet.

but it didn’t matter because it wasn’t only your whole body that was wet, it was your pussy too. it was dripping and he knew it. he slowly got close to you, with his arms on both sides of your head

jungkook got down and started devouring your neck, he wasn’t kind at all. he sucked relentlessly—his tongue tasting the mix of saltiness of the sea water and the sweetness of your perfume, creating a delicious taste for him.

all you could do was moan and grab to his arms, feeling as if you didn’t you would fall apart. jungkook bit gently into the sensitive skin, leaving a trace of red marks. with each bite he could feel your body squirm, he chuckled a little only to leave a tender kiss upon the marks

his kisses slowly went lower and lower—going to your collarbone straight to your breast biting especially hard there. your perked nipples demanded his mouth attention; but all he did was press a soft peck to both of them, letting you grow more desperate for him.

jungkook followed by your stomach, where he licked a long stripe all the way to your pussy. he stopped there and pulled away just to take a look at it. it was covered with arousal with your clit perky and touch-starved.

you looked down at him and saw him smiling at it. you couldn’t hold it together and when you were about to protest, he licked a slow stripe from the bottom to the top

you threw your head back instantly with a loud moan coming straight from your guts. jungkook began to play with your clit with the tip of his tongue while sucking it harshly. he alternated between the perfect amounts of pressure and flickers.

he let your over sensitive clit rest a little while he dived into your entrance, teasingly circling it with his tongue. jungkook raised both of his hands to your nipples, torturously pinching them and twisting them

he slid his tongue all the way inside of you, going as deep as he could. the point of his nose pressed against your clit, giving you pleasure in every way possible.

the noises that your pussy made were unhinged, wet and slimy at the same time. the soft whimpers coming from jungkook made everything sound absolutely pornographic. he was moaning as if he was the one getting blown, and it only made the knot in your lower stomach get tighter.

he exploded every single place of your insides, reaching for spots you didn’t know they could make you feel so nice. jungkook pulled your nipples slightly, causing your back to arch and him get impossibly deep and close to your pussy. his nose pressed hard as he licked a special spot inside of you

you scratched his back slightly while you pulled him closer with your legs—jungkook groaned loudly, the vibrations of it traveling all the way to your lower tummy. the knot suddenly snapped, legs trembling and some tears streaming down your cheeks. he looked up at you with his face full of your milky arousal

jungkook licked the rest of it left in his lips, leaving them clean.

“you taste amazing…” he said while gasping for air

you grinned and didn’t waste more time before turning around, leaving jungkook laying down with his back against the bed frame and you on top. you took a minute to admire your beautiful view

he was looking at you in awe, his lips glistening with a mix of your arousal and spit, and messy hair making him look even more gorgeous.

you looked down and he was desperate—his dick was bigger than you felt while being in the water, tip a little red leaking with pre-cum and erected perfectly to the top ready for you. you didn’t waste a second and put your knees on both sides of his hips, hold yourself by his shoulders and sat on his throbbing cock. raw.

both of you moaned each other’s name loudly while breathing rapidly. you just stayed there, still. memorizing every detail of his length while letting you adjust to his size

“y-you feel so good…” you breathed

“please just start moving, i need it” jungkook pleaded you

you obeyed him with no hesitation, you moved your hips upwards and sinked into him again. jungkook grabbed your waist to help you. you picked up a steady pace quickly, moving your hips up and down while arching your back letting him go even deeper.

every time his dick sinked in you moaned his name like a prayer while he groaned and furrowed his brows with pleasure. the skin slapping with each other combined with your wet pussy sounds had both of you in a trance

you could feel him reaching parts of you no one else had ever touched, not even yourself. his tip kept bruising a particularly sensitive spot, spongy yet soft. you tried to go faster, but you were too cock-drunk to fasten the movement of your hips.

jungkook just couldn’t hold it together anymore and held you still as he stared thrusting his hips mercilessly into your pussy. his rapid, ruthlessness rhythm made you go crazy

you arched your back even more making you feel him right in your guts, your now came uneven and broken. you threw your head back while babbling nonsense.

out of nowhere, jungkook rubbed your overstimulated clitoris with his middle and index fingers. something in between a moan and a scream came out of you when you suddenly felt as if you were going to pee yourself

you tried to tell him to stop but it was useless, all you could do was keep screaming his name repeatedly. he slammed his dick too deep inside of you—which led to a water-like liquid come out of your pussy, splashing to jungkook’s torso and a little bit sprinkling yourself.

you blushed in embarrassment but he kept rocking his dick into you, chasing his own orgasm. your slimy walls tightened after reaching your climax, squeezing jungkook harshly

he groaned loudly as his hot, creamy cum spilled deep inside of you, it was so much a bit of it came out of you while he was still buried deep in you.

you were both covered in sweat, gasping for air and throat sore. he didn’t pull out yet and you fell into his warm chest coming out of your high. you realized all of his bedsheets were dampened with water and your arousal, your cheeks blushed in embarrassment for what just happened

“i don’t think you can spend the night in here” you joked

“that’s why i’ll sleep with you tonight” jungkook answered, not being sarcastic or joking either

you looked up to him while a sweet smile formed in your lips, a soft glow in your eyes shining too.

“thank you jungkook” you said sincerely

“for what?” he asked confused

“for staying, no matter how i am” you confessed

“that’s not something you have to thank me for” he said with a reassuring smile

Pair: idol jungkook x manager reader (maybe a bit of fuckboy jungkook)

Summary: You come from a background that's filled with love. Maybe it's just your luck that lands you the job of manager of Jeon fucking Jungkook, the notorious troublemaker vocalist of renowned boyband BTS. You both are at odds from day one. Jungkook has never known love and he doesn't care for it. What happens when you have so much love to give, but he doesn't know how to accept it?

Genre: angst, fluff, SMUT, drama, piningg, somewhat of an enemies to lovers (maybe?), jungkook has a temper, fuckboy jungkook, jimin being a sweet human being, OH jungkook rides a MOTORCYCLE

Warnings: mature themes, 18+, mentions of death and suicide, mentions of sex (jungkook sleeps around, what do you expectt), making out, fingering, tit-sucking, biting-sucking-hickeys (you know the whole shabang), they fuck, idk it's pretty chill, very little dirty talk

Word count: almost 26k

Notes: let me know your thoughts, my very first at attempt at smut, hope you all like ittt. All kinds of feedback welcome.

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It isn't like any other day in your life. There's a bounce in your step, as you walk through the pavement at dusk. Your long dark raven hair which is currently tied in a neat ponytail blows behind you  due to the chilly evening wind. Rubbing your hands together, you hug your pastel pink peacoat closer to you, though not because of the wind but out of excitement.

There's a giddy smile adorning your face. You are buzzing with excitement at just the thought of you graduating university in a few months. You can finally get a better job that pays much more than the coffee shop that you are currently venturing towards and do something for your gran.

Gran, your grandfather is the only one whom you can call family. Your parents died when you were young and you haven't even seen your grandmother since she passed away long before you were born. Your grandfather looked after you for all these years and you absolutely love and adore him. Though your life wasn't luxurious, all your needs were met and you couldn't possibly want anything else in life. Except looking after your gran, that is. After all these years, you wanted to be the one to look after him and not the other way around.

As you are half walking and half prancing to the coffee shop, the name 'Bangtan Sonyeondan' stops you. Looking beside you, you notice from the broadway window of a shop selling electronic devices, a news channel playing on the nearby television.

"The world's current biggest boyband Bangtan Sonyeondan, also known as BTS has finally returned from tour this morning and are back home. Sources say, they are going to take a short break before going back to their busy schedules of winning the hearts of millions and millions of fans, again.", the reporter informs while a clip of the members leaving the airport keeps playing in the background.

The news elevates your mood than it already was before. Like most other girls, you are also a big fan of BTS. But contrary to popular opinion, you are more fascinated by the band members' skill, determination, hard work and talent than their looks. They are handsome. Gorgeous, irresistible, bewitching specimens of men to be exact. But you don't think that can be the only reason for their worldwide popularity.

You enter the coffee shop, humming 'magic shop' under your breath. You quickly hang your coat and tie your apron to start your shift. You are so cheerful today that even Alice, your usually aloof co-worker, notices and gives you a rare smile.

It is almost 9 at night. Your shift ends in a few minutes and you are supposed to close the shop before leaving. The coffee place is usually quiet at this time but today it is quite busy, probably because of the art exhibition going on across the street. Noticing the bustle of customers, Alice heaves a sigh, "We'll be working late today."

"Hmmm, seems that way.", you reply, noticing the long queue on your counter.

The last customer comes up wearing a blue woolen sweater and black slacks, a white mask covering his face and an aviator rests above his nose. He seems quite familiar but you can't really place where you've seen him.

"Good evening! What would you like to order?", you greet with a cheerful smile.

"Can I have an iced sugar-free vanilla latte with soymilk please.", he answers though you don't catch his smile due to his face being covered.

"Can I have a name please."

"Jimin.", you look at him with a grin.

"Hey, that's the name of my bias! Do you know BTS?", you ask excitedly, completely forgetting about your job. However, you soon realise and quickly backtrack.

"Uhh… don't mind me.", you say sheepishly while scribbling the name on his cup.

"It's fine. I may have heard of them.", he says with a laugh, seemingly amused.

You swipe his card, a blush adorning your face.

"May I ask why you are wearing sunglasses when it's completely dark outside, Jimin?", you ask sneakily, turning towards him with his order.

You stand frozen in your place as he takes off his sunglasses and tugs down his face mask slightly. Your ultimate bias, Park fucking Jimin of BTS is standing before you! You can't seem to believe your eyes which are currently wide open. Your mouth agape in a small 'o' shape. Can this day get any better?

He looks at you with a smug smile and covers back his face, noticing your co-worker approaching.

"What are you doing?", she enquires, noticing you standing still in the middle of handling a drink to the customer.

"I..ummm…I am..", you stutter, still gawking at Jimin.

He gestures you to keep quiet with a finger on his lips, well supposedly his lips which are covered by the damn mask.

"Nothing.", you finally let out, not removing your eyes from Jimin.

You quickly hand him his drink and he takes it while still looking at you. You are hyper-aware as his fingers brush yours.

"Good to hear you are one of Jimin's fans. I'm sure he would appreciate it if you kept the encounter a secret. Have a good day, Y/n.", he winks looking at the nametag adorning your apron and leaves the cafe.

"What was he talking about?", Alice asks.

"No idea.", you say with a wide grin.

"You are weird.", she replies while frowning.

—

Jungkook and all the members were dead tired after returning from the tour. Spending the entire morning sleeping and lazing around, thereafter they decided to go clubbing. Jungkook was more than happy to let loose and enjoy himself after such a long time.

He is sitting in the VIP lounge of the club, busy drinking with his hyungs except Jimin who left after receiving a phone call.

"The girl in red is constantly giving you bedroom eyes from across the dance floor.", Taehyung says to Jungkook.

"Who doesn't?", Hoseok pipes up from beside him.

Jungkook turns towards the said girl.

Jungkook has always been the hottie, even before BTS became as distinguished as they are today. For good reason too, his looks are no joke and he knows that. He is well aware of the effect he has on others, especially the ladies and uses it to his advantage.

Jungkook is also the scariest of the group, well known for his abrupt mood swings. Every manager, even the CEO keeps a distance. He's known as the heartless one, notorious for sleeping around and does so without so much as batting an eyelid. He loves all the attention he gets and thrives in it. He lives for all the popularity and fame.

Today isn't any different as he gets up and proceeds towards the girl. After dancing for a while, well grinding against each other to be more precise, both of them leave the club, hand in hand.

Jungkook can't seem to keep his hands to himself as he is all over the girl as they proceed towards his car in the otherwise empty parking lot. He opens the door to the backseat and asks her to get in, which she does quite eagerly. He follows inside and closes the door.

—

Jungkook comes out of the backseat as the girl gets dressed.

"That was amazing. Would you like to go for dinner? We can have round two in my house.", she says with a sleazy grin.

"No thanks.", he states.

"Ohh come on. I know you want to.", she says, not giving up.

"Does it look like I want to?", he turns around towards the girl with an intimidating expression after getting in the driver seat. "You can get out now."

The girl looks at him, surprised which soon morphs into irritation and gets out of the car.

Jungkook doesn't pay her any mind and accelerates out of the parking lot. It's quite normal for him. Sleeping with someone and leaving thereafter. He never spends the night with someone else. That's his one and only rule when it comes to sex.

You walk through the sidewalk, returning home late after the busy hours spent in the cafe. You still can't believe you saw Park Jimin face to face, let alone the fact that you touched him and he actually winked, at you! You are in your own world as Jungkook passes by you in his mercedes.

—

You are sitting in your university hall for quite some time when your name is finally called.

"Y/n. Please come up on stage."

You quickly get up and proceed towards the stage in your black robe over your baby pink floral dress and white ankle boots, hair resting loose upon your shoulders.

As you receive your certificate and shake hands with the headmaster, you hear the distinct sound of lone loud claps. You look towards the audience to see your grandfather, standing up and clapping excitedly, not paying mind to anything besides you. Soon, the entire hall follows suit with loud claps. You are so overwhelmed that your eyes become glassy with tears.

After the end of the ceremony, you run towards your gran and hug him tightly, tears now flowing freely and soaking his shirt.

"I did it gran, I finally did it!", you sob.

"Of course you did, sweetheart. I'm so proud of you!", he sniffles.

You release his embrace and look up at him. He rubs away your tears and asks, "Don't you want to talk with your friends?", motioning towards the other students who are all busy clicking pictures with their friends.

You have always been withdrawn and soft-spoken, never one who had lots of friends. Even more so after your parents passed away. You could hardly ever talk to others who didn't seem to be interested in doing so either. So, you always kept to yourself, just going to university, studying and coming back home to leave for the cafe. Not wanting gran to know any of that, you simply reply,

"Nah! I'm good. It's already late and I need to go to the cafe after I see mom and dad. Come on, let's go. I'll drop you home, first."

—

Jungkook wakes up after another one of his usual nightmares. He should get used to it by now but it never quite ceases to rattle him.

It's his mother's birthday today and he gets changed to go to the cemetery. He does so every year without fail. It may seem weird but he never visits her grave on her death anniversary. Jungkook doesn't like remembering about the awful day. Rather, he finds solace in visiting her on a good note with cheerful memories of her.

As Jungkook drives, he is reminded of her last birthday. Jungkook was only 13 at the time.

He woke up early and entered his parents' bedroom. His father wasn't home, as usual and he notices his mother still asleep. He tiptoes towards the bed and jumps up on her body, capturing her in a tight embrace.

"Happy birthday mom!", he exclaims.

"Ohh darling, thank you.", his mother smiles at him groggily and hugs him back.

"I brought something for you.", Jungkook quickly gets up and leaves the room.

He comes back with a bunch of white lilies in hand which he bought after saving his pocket money.

"They're beautiful! Where did you get them?", she takes them from his hand after sitting up.

"I woke up early and went to the flower shop. Do you like it?"

"I love it! Come here.", she says and kisses his forehead.

Jungkook stops his car in front of the cemetery and comes out. He moves towards the passenger side and takes out the bouquet of white lilies. He reaches her grave, sets down the lilies and sits there for quite some time.

He finally gets up and moves towards the exit. That's when he notices her, you. He is immediately drawn towards you. He can't really explain why, but he stands there observing you.

You sit there in front of a joint grave in your pink dress. As the light breeze blows away the hair, he notices your face. You look beautiful, he thinks. The evening sunlight falls just right on your face giving you a heavenly glow.

"I'm so happy today, I can finally look after gran.", you say animatedly.

"Ohh I completely forgot! Do you know, I met my bias yesterday! He's so perfect!..", you continue rambling and Jungkook chuckles at your antics.

He keeps standing there, looking at you and when you finally gather your things to get up, he seems to be broken from his trance. He quickly turns around and starts walking.

—

As you move towards the exit of the graveyard after spending some time at your parents' grave, you notice a person walking ahead of you. While he takes out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, something falls out in the process. He doesn't notice though and keeps walking.

You quickly pick it up and run towards the stranger.

"Excuse me!", you raise your voice to catch his attention and he turns around.

You stand there, surprised to see Jeon Jungkook, the main vocalist of BTS. He's more handsome, face to face. He's wearing a simple blue button up with dark blue jeans and timberlands while his long coal-black locks are parted from the middle. A black sunglass adorns his face, making him look more charming.

Noticing you staring, his lips tug up into a knowing smile and you seem to come back from your daze.

"Umm... actually…", he doesn't let you continue and speaks up.

"Haven't you heard about the policy?", he looks at you, still sporting the same smug smile.

"What?", you ask bewildered.

"That you shouldn't bother idols for selfies or autographs while they're out, enjoying their alone time."

"I wasn't….", he cuts you off again.

"I'm quite busy today. Otherwise I would definitely have given an autograph to a cutie like you. Maybe even something more. Better luck next time.", he shoots you a sleazy wink and leaves.

You stand there dumbfounded. Did he really just flirt with you? And did he mean what you think he meant by 'something more'. He didn't even let you talk. How can someone be so overconfident? He's nothing like Jimin, you think. You are not someone to judge people but his arrogance baffled you.

"Wow. He's rude.", you conclude, immediately growing a dislike towards him.

Little did you know that Jungkook was dying inside while talking to you. You were so pretty and radiating that he hardly could let out a word. Usually girls didn't have so much of an effect on him. If he found someone attractive, he would simply pursue her, have a fun night and that was it. Sounds too easy but it was the truth. He never really faces any difficulty in doing so. But you were so different. He wanted to know everything there is to know about you and just wished to see your dazzling smile. He desperately wanted to ask your name.

As soon as he realises what he was thinking, he quickly controls himself. He can't let anyone close to him. He already did that mistake once and doesn't wish to do that again. He can't let himself be vulnerable again. So, he did the only thing he knows how to do best. He flirted with you and not giving you a chance to say something, he left.

—

You finally look at the paper in your hand, the one Jungkook dropped, after he leaves. It's a picture, you notice. A small 12 or 13 year old boy who looks a lot like Jungkook is standing while holding the hand of a very beautiful lady, probably his mother. Both of them look so happy that it brings a smile to your own face. Clearly, the picture must have meant a lot to him if he cares to carry it around. But what can you do if he behaves like such a douche. Even though you don't really want to see him again, you hope you do just so you can return it to him. With that thought in mind, you leave the cemetery.

Reaching the cafe, you keep your robe and other belongings in the backroom and start your shift.

—

It's almost closing time. Alice has left early today, you're cleaning the coffee machine before closing the shop while humming a song under your breath and thinking about today's events. You're reminded about your encounter with Jungkook which effectively makes you think about Jimin.

Jimin has become quite a regular customer in the past few months. He comes in almost every week with the same order. You were initially starstruck but quickly overcame it. He's easy to talk to and makes everything seem so normal, as if he wasn't a worldwide celebrity but some commoner like you. He came with the same mask hiding his face but after a lot of teasing he eventually let go of the sunglasses. You've grown to like talking to him and spend time with him, even if it's for a few minutes.

"I want you to be your night baby, you could be your night, ibami neoege…"

"You sound better than me.", Jimin teases and you turn around surprised.

"Yeah right.", you reply, grabbing a cup, already having memorised his order.

"You seem chipper than usual.", he smiles.

"I am. I finally graduated today.", you turn around and start making his order.

"That's great. Congratulations.", he says cheerfully.

"Thank you.", you hand him his order.

Jimin extends his card but you quickly deny, "My treat."

"Shouldn't I be the one giving you a treat?", he looks amused.

"You should.", you reply sneakily while he looks puzzled.

"You could give me an autograph.", you say hopefully, a deep flush extending up your neck. You had finally attained the courage to ask after months.

"Hmmm… I could. But..", this is what you were afraid of. Of course he's going to deny, after all you know about their policy, thanks to one Jeon Jungkook. You really shouldn't have bothered him.

"It's fine… I was just…", you stop in the middle of your babbling as you notice Jimin quickly surveying the cafe which is currently empty save a middle aged man who seems to be absorbed in his notebook, writing something, and comes across the counter and stands in front of you.

"I think a selfie stays longer.", he says cheekily.

You realise what's happening and quickly pass him your phone. He takes it and stands beside you making a peace sign with his hands, lowers his mask and clicks a few pictures. He gives back your phone and returns to the other side of the counter, adjusting his mask.

"Congratulations again, Y/n and thanks for the coffee. See you later.", he leaves.

You look at the pictures after Jimin left. Your face is flushed in the pictures while Jimin looks as charming as ever. You can't believe you clicked pictures with none other than, the Park Jimin. You become flustered as you reminisce about how suddenly he came across the counter without even thinking twice.

—

The BTS members really are flirts, you think while closing the cafe. Though Jimin is nothing like Jeon Jungkook. He is rude and an A-class jerk on top of being flirty. You become irritated just thinking about his behaviour this afternoon.

You enter your house to be greeted by gran, sitting on his armchair with the photo frame of your grandmother clasped in his hands which rests above his chest. The sight makes you smile.

Gran loves your grandmother so much that it makes your heart ache. They used to be childhood sweethearts and eventually married. She passed away though, when your father was just married. Not even a day goes by when gran doesn't write in his old brown journal. He always says that he's writing to his darling and firmly believes that whatever he writes, your grandmother reads it.

You are amazed by how much a person can love another even in their absence. Since childhood, it's been your wish to find such love. You want to experience how it feels to love someone unconditionally and get that love in return. You yearn for it. Gran always assures with so much confidence that you are going to find him, the one, and it's going to be the best day of your life that you believe him.

"Gran, come on. It's dinner time.", you say softly.

He smiles after seeing you.

"You are early."

"Yeah, the shop wasn't busy today. What are you doing with grandma?", you ask good naturedly.

"I was just telling her about how much you've grown.", he smiles at you and you smile back.

"Come on. Let's have dinner.”

—

It has been a few months and you are browsing your computer, looking for jobs when you come across the advertisement. It's from Big Hit Entertainment, BTS's music company. There isn't much description but they are apparently looking for a manager to look after schedules and such other things. You quickly fill up the form and wait for a response.

The response comes after a week and few days in the form of an email informing about an interview to be held next Wednesday. You are so excited that you get up from your chair and do a small goofy dance.

Wednesday arrives in the blink of an eye. You are currently waiting in the vast common hall of the building where the interview is held. You were more excited than nervous while coming here but after reaching, you notice the entire venue filled with people waiting for their names to be called, all of them girls, not a single male in sight. Of course, what were you expecting? After all, it's BTS's music company. Obviously, there will be girls. All of them seem to be talking with each other animatedly, too excited while you sit there sweating in nervousness.

You come back home after your interview. You think it went well but you can never say anything, after all there were at least a few hundreds of people who gave the interview. You don't expect to get the job so easily, you weren't that lucky.

You are getting ready to leave for the coffee shop when you get the call. You were asked to report to the Big Hit Entertainment main building tomorrow and answer a few last questions but they assured you that you didn't need to worry because technically, you got the job. You couldn't believe your ears. You really got a job! That too in Big Hit! You couldn't contain your excitement. You wanted to tell gran but decided to wait until you were actually sure.

—

You were currently sitting inside a room of Big Hit Entertainment's main building in front of a panel consisting of a few directors for your final interview.

"Can you assure us that you can work among these renowned idols without being starstruck? We don't want any problems."

"I'm a fan, no doubt but I won't let that interfere with my job. They are human too after all and being the manager, looking after them is my job. You can trust in my abilities.", you reply.

"Since you don't have any previous experience, why do you think we should hire you? Do you have what it takes?", the person who earlier introduced himself as Mr.Sung questioned.

"You can believe me when I say I can do the work and offer exceptional results. I possess the communicational skills needed for this job. From what I've heard, you are looking for someone who will be able to handle the coordination between all departments, the company and the broadcast staffs' concerns quickly and effectively. So, I think I am best suited. I know that I don't have any earlier experience but I am capable of offering new and refreshing ideas.", you finish confidently.

"You are hired, Miss Y/l/n. You can join us from now.", Mrs.Yun, another director, informs with a smile."Would that be okay with you?"

"Of course.", you smile back.

"Lisa, please introduce her to everyone."

"Of course."

"Hi Y/n, I'm Lisa, Yoongi's manager. Nice to meet you.", she says with a smile.

"Hi. Nice to meet you too. I didn't know the members had individual managers.", you reply.

"Of course they do. What do you think you are here for?", Lisa looks amused.

"I don't know. No one really said anything apart from the fact of me being a manager.", you reply sheepishly.

"Ohh.. I see. Of course they didn't say it in the description. You are actually going to be the manager of Jungkook. If the information was somehow leaked, competent or not, girls from across the world would be crowding here. It would have been a hassle!", she informs while moving towards a room.

"I am..what? I mean really?", you quickly control yourself.

"Yes.", she doesn't seem to notice and continues, "His manager resigned without notice actually and he immediately needs one. He's a tough one though, the most difficult to manage. So, good luck with that.", she opens the door to the room and enters inside with you in tow.

You heave a sigh. What have you gotten yourself into, you wonder. But you are not one to give up. So, thinking about gran, you try your best to look cheerful and reply, "Yeah."

—

The past few days have been devastating for Jungkook. First of all, he lost the only picture he had of his mother. After he returned from the cemetery, he noticed it was missing and has been looking for it ever since but to no avail. Secondly, he can't seem to forget about you. Your cheerful face comes to his mind at the oddest of times and he can't help but smile thinking about you, which really doesn't match with his character. Just imagine him, smiling like a fool while he has to act all rough and tough in front of others. He's dying to see you again but doesn't know where to find you.

He and his hyungs are all currently present in the practice room, waiting for Jimin to arrive (who's always late) when Lisa, Yoongi's manager enters the room with… wait, is that you? Is it really you or is he hallucinating?

"You!", he exclaims, looking at you with his doe eyes, opened wide.

"Hi.", you say sheepishly.

"You two know each other?", Lisa asks.

"Not really.", Jungkook replies, quickly controlling his demeanor.

Lisa frowns, looking at you quizzically, "Anyway, this is y/n. She'll start working as your manager from today. She's quite new to this field, so try not to give her a hard time.", she says looking at him and leaves you two alone, moving away.

"Did you follow me?", Jungkook looks at you.

"What? No.", you reply.

"You should've said so that day if you wanted me this desperately. You didn't need to follow me, you know.", he smugly says.

You are about to retort when you are interrupted.

"Y/n?", Jimin exclaims while coming over to you and your face breaks into a large grin.

"What are you doing here?", he asks, standing in front of you.

"You know her too? She's Jungkook's new manager.", Lisa replies from beside Yoongi.

"Yeah, she's a friend.", Jimin smiles.

"Of course she is.", Jungkook replies, visibly irritated and you look at him with furrowed brows.

After meeting with all the members, you decide to talk alone with Jungkook. You can't just ignore him, after all you need to take over all his schedules and look after all his needs being his manager. You move towards him and are about to open your mouth, when he cuts you off.

"Can we begin practice now? We are already late due to Jimin."

"You don't like me at all do you?", you ask meekly.

"And why do you think that?", he teases.

"You don't seem to want to speak to me. If you expect me to look after your schedule and all other requirements as your manager then I think we need to speak civilly."

"Of course we do, babe. I think you are really attractive and would love to spend some time with you, alone. We can talk too if you want.", he says with a smirk.

You are not used to being flirted with, that too so casually, and your face blooms red by his innuendos.

"That's not what I meant.", you reply in a clipped tone.

Jungkook chuckles at your reply and moves towards the dance floor to start practice.

"Yah! It's her first day and she already seems too nice. Give her a break.", Jin reprimands.

You come outside and fan your face which seems too hot. Lisa follows you outside.

"Don't mind him, Y/n. He's quite a flirt. You'll get used to it eventually. Come, I'll introduce you to the other members' managers.", she says.

You meet everyone and decide to have some coffee. Except Jin, Jimin and Hoseok, everybody has female managers. All of them are quite young, though you are the youngest one. Jin's manager, Sejin is the eldest. Then comes Hoseok's manager, Hwan and Namjoon's manager, Yeri. After that are Lisa, Taehyung's manager, Jieun and Jimin's manager, Jisung. Everybody is quite friendly and you quickly become acquainted with all of them.

Jungkook's schedule is quite flexible this week as they are on a short break but it gets busy after that with all kinds of practice, choreography, photo shoots, brand shoots and award shows. So, you decide to utilize this time to get to know him better to help with your job.

He doesn't make it any easier though. Whenever you ask him about something, he always seems too reluctant to answer. He doesn't leave any opportunity to insult you. Instead of co-operating, he makes your job more difficult than it already was. He always seems to be in a foul mood and ignores almost all your attempts to talk. He was fine with everyone but you. He tries his best to make your life a living hell. He really didn't like you, you realise. But you weren't one to give up and decided to keep trying.

It has been weeks since you joined Big Hit and weeks of Jungkook's torture. Flirts, insults, improper advances, you've faced everything but you are still nowhere near knowing what Jeon Jungkook actually wants. You would readily give him anything he wants. If he doesn't like you, that's fine. You don't like him either. But why act in such a harsh way? Does he want you to quit? That's the only thing you can't give him, you think.

BTS has a performance today at a music show and therefore all of the members and their managers are present at the venue for the stage rehearsal. All the members are on stage while you are looking for Jungkook to let him know about his schedule tomorrow.

Not getting any response after knocking, you enter his greenroom to be greeted by a shirtless Jungkook. The muscles of his back contract deliciously while he does pull ups, back turned towards you. A black tattoo covers the entire of his right hand from his fingers up until his collarbone. In all your early encounters, he had been fully dressed, so you didn't get the chance to observe his tattoo. You knew he was sculpted but seeing his body amazes you.

That's when he turns towards you, and you gawk at his body. The grey sweatpant hangs so low on his waist that you can make out his prominent v-line. His body is covered in sweat after the workout. He drinks water while a lone droplet falls from his lips. You follow it with your eyes as it rolls down his neck, chest and chiseled abs, descending down, down. You can feel something stirring in your stomach as you keep staring. You understand why he is called the hottest of the group and why girls go crazy about him.

"Eyes up here baby.", seemingly broken from your trance, you quickly look up towards his face.

"Like what you see?", he raises an eyebrow and your entire face goes red.

"I….uhh", you stutter while he keeps proceeding towards you. He's standing right in front of you now and you still can't seem to utter a single word.

Jungkook moves even more closer and you keep backing away. Eventually, your back meets the wall. Jungkook stops right in front of your face and places his right hand beside you on the wall, effectively caging you, other hand resting inside his pocket. He doesn't touch you but keeps looking at your eyes, hardly a few centimetres between you. He's so close that you could count his long prominent eyelashes, even smell his woody scented cologne that gives you a heady feeling.

Your heart seems to be beating out of your chest and with Jungkook standing so close, you suspect that he can already hear it. He moves his face closer and whispers near your ear,

"If you really wanted to look, you should've said so, baby. I would've gladly given you a private show.", his voice sounds husky, you notice.

He moves away from your ears and places his lips on your neck. His lips press a kiss on the juncture, grazing his teeth on your soft skin in the process and running his tongue over the place thereafter. Your breath audibly deepens while you take harsh breaths, clenching your legs together. His face moves away and looks at you with a smirk. He's about to touch your lips with his when the door of the greenroom opens and he pushes away from you in a blink.

"Jk, everybody's looking for you.", a girl comes in wearing an off shoulder top and a skirt that's a little too short, you think. But she's attractive nonetheless and has a confident air about her.

"On my way.", Jungkook replies while wearing his shirt and tugging on his jacket.

"Who's she?", the girl asks while looking at you standing in the same position, leaning on the wall behind you with a flustered face.

"No one important.", Jungkook says and leaves the room with her.

You stand there dumbfounded. What just happened? Did he really just say, to an absolute stranger, might you add, that you were no one important? That was humiliating. But more importantly was he really about to kiss you? And the most annoying part? You would've let him. How could you lose control like that? You were here for your job not to make out with the idol you were appointed to. Not to let Jungkook step all over you. With that thought in mind you leave the room, albeit a bit shaken.

—

You are standing below the stage while the members are taking a short break from rehearsals. You notice the girl you saw earlier hanging near Jungkook and talking to him animatedly.

"Who's she?", you ask Jieun who's standing beside you while motioning towards the girl.

"That's Hwasa, in charge of today's stage props and apparently Jungkook's lay for tonight.", she says.

"For tonight?", you ask, bewildered.

"Yeah. Jungkook doesn't do relationships. He had a nasty break up, a few years back and has sworn off all kinds of relationships and romance since then. So, just tonight.", she laughs at your surprised expression.

After Hwasa leaves Jungkook's side, you get up on stage to talk to Jungkook, the task that you initially wanted to do in the greenroom. Jungkook gives a smug look towards your way as he notices you approaching.

"You have a photoshoot for the Kim company tomorrow morning, sharp at 8.", you quickly say, not letting him open his mouth.

"And?", he asks, seemingly bored.

"And you need to be there.", you say matter of factly.

"I will be there. You can stop bothering me now."

"Please don't be late like the previous photoshoot. The Kim's are important clients. I'll pick you up at 7.", Jungkook doesn't respond, so you continue. "Do you need me to give you a call tomorrow? I will….", you stop with a gasp.

Hwasa came from the opposite direction while you were talking, with a coffee cup in hand, bumped into you and emptied the entire thing on you, 'accidentally'.

"What the fuck are you doing?!", Jungkook shouts at her and runs towards you.

"I'm so sorry, I slipped.", she says in a sweet voice.

"Are you okay? Does it burn?", Jungkook asks worriedly.

"It's cold actually.", you say matter of factly.

"Of course it is. I drink iced latte.", Hwasa supplies.

It's when Taehyung lets out a whistle that you finally look down. Your white shirt which was tucked in your trousers has soaked completely and gone transparent with your black lace bra in show. Your entire face goes red when you notice everyone, even Jimin staring at you.

"Fuck off, Tae!", Jungkook exclaims. He quickly takes off his jacket and places it upon your shoulders. You notice it smells like him. Fresh and minty.

"Go and change.", he says, giving him a glare and nudges you towards Jieun who comes forward and takes you away.

—

It has been hours and the show has started. You are currently standing backstage and observing BTS perform. You are mesmerised by their performance. Jungkook may be a jerk off stage but on stage he's magnificent. He has a charismatic air surrounding him and it's like he transforms into a completely different person while performing. He seems so passionate and determined that you can't seem to move your eyes away from him.

After the show ends, you look for Jungkook to remind him about the photoshoot again. But both him and Hwasa are nowhere in sight. You decide not to bother him anymore today and go back home.

You don't sleep the entire night, working on Jungkook's schedule, since he seems to be in too much pressure these days. You try to squeeze it as much as possible to give him some free time, constantly checking and rechecking it for errors.

But that's not the only reason. Today's events have taken a toll on your mind. You unknowingly keep repeating the kiss in your head every time you close your eyes. It's as if you could still feel his lips on your neck. It makes you shiver. And then there was the coffee spill incident. You can't seem to get the worried face of Jungkook out of your mind. You didn't expect him to be so worried. Looking at his face, you thought for once that he really cared, that he didn't hate you as much as you thought he did. You quickly chase that thought away though, assuming it to be your wishful thinking.

As you finish with the schedule, you check the time and see it's already 6 in the morning. You quickly call Jungkook but he doesn't answer. Thinking nothing of it, you take a shower and start getting ready.

It's almost 06:40 when you get inside your car. You call Jungkook again but he still doesn't answer. You drive towards the members' dorms, worriedly. Reaching there, you come to know that Jungkook didn't return last night. You become more and more tense by the minute.

It's 08:05 now and your phone is blowing up with calls from the Kim company, as well as your own and Jungkook is still nowhere in sight. Finally at 9, the photoshoot was announced to be cancelled. You can really bring yourself to care about it though, worrying about Jungkook's safety more.

It's 10:30 and you and all the members are waiting in your company's practice room when Jungkook walks inside, spick and span. He looks as kept together as usual and you heave a sigh, in relief.

"What?", Jungkook asks, looking at everyone's glum faces.

"Where the hell were you?", Yoongi enquires.

"Why should I tell you that?", he counters.

"Jungkook, you had a photoshoot today.", Namjoon lets out.

Jungkook seems to finally realise and his eyes become wide,"I…. Y/n", he tries to say something when Jisung comes inside the room.

"Y/n, Mr.Sung is looking for you.", he says with a nervous expression. Hearing the director's name, you quickly get up and leave the room.

—

You enter the director's office while Jungkook follows you, waiting outside.

"Please have a seat, Ms. Y/l/n.", he instructs and you sit down.

"You must know why you've been called here today.", Mr.Sung asks rhetorically.

"Yes sir.", you answer anyway.

"Would you like to explain why it happened? Why have we lost such important clients like the Kim's and now have to face the legal consequences? Did Jungkook know about the photoshoot?"

"I'm sorry, Mr.Sung. It happened because of my carelessness. I forgot to inform Jungkook about today's photoshoot. It slipped my mind. I know I shouldn't make excuses but…", Mr. Sung cuts you off.

"Then don't Ms.y/l/n. I hired you to do your job properly, not to slack off. Ever since you got this job, something or the other seems to be going wrong. Whether it be losing the lyrics of a song, arriving late at venues and even not arriving at all. If you wish to keep your job, I suggest you stop slacking and start actually doing your job. But if you are not serious about it, you can just say so now, so that we can hire someone else. Please don't waste our time."

"It won't happen again.", you lower your eyes.

"I don't want there to be a next time Ms.y/l/n. You won't be excused then. You may leave now.", you bow and come out of the office.

You don't notice Jungkook standing behind the pillar and leave towards the common room. After the events of today on top of missing sleep yesterday night, you can't seem to focus on anything. Your head aches like crazy and you can't seem to keep your eyes open. So, you make some coffee from the office coffee machine and go back to the manager's office to review the schedule.

—

After you leave, Jungkook comes out and immediately leaves the building. He needs some fresh air, he thinks. Coming out of the building, he sits on the front steps and thinks about today. He heard your entire conversation with the director and is quite surprised. He expected you to blame everything on Jungkook, it was his fault after all. But you took the entire blame. If you had taken his name instead, the most he would've faced was a scolding at best, whereas you could've lost your job today. And all because of him.

He completely forgot about the photoshoot after yesterday. He was quite disturbed and left alone, not in the mood to go back to the dorm with everyone after the music show. So, he went to his studio apartment in town and spent the night there. He left his phone in his car and only got hold of it when he was on his way towards the office. He saw all the missed calls from you and the members and decided it's better to just come here and see what all the fuss was about instead of wasting time by calling back.

The past few weeks he gave you hell on purpose. He tried his very best to piss you off and make you leave as he didn't want to get attached. He hid the lyrics himself and blamed you for losing it, he intentionally gave you wrong addresses to pick him up from, he deliberately went late to shoots, insulted you in front of everyone and what not. But you didn't seem to be anywhere near leaving. But today really wasn't on purpose. He did forget about the photoshoot.

Jungkook had actually been quite attached to you in the few weeks you started working. You were growing on him so bad, that he couldn't even wake up in the morning without your call. He thought he didn't want to get attached but he already was. He couldn't even imagine coming to an office where you weren't present.

All these days, he tried his level best to make you quit but now that you were so close to losing your job, he couldn't take it. Just the thought of you not being there, of not seeing you everyday makes him restless. He can't let that happen, absolutely can't. Even a day without seeing your face, your bright smile, your round eyes seems like hell to him. He is thoroughly fucked, he realises. Whatever be it, he won't let you go now.

Jungkook comes inside the managers' office to see Jimin talking to you with no one else in the room.

"....That doesn't matter. The main reason I came here was to see whether you were okay.", Jimin seems to be in the middle of a conversation.

"I'm fine Jimin, don't worry.", you reply.

"Can I talk to you?", Jungkook speaks up. You turn around, surprised. "Sure."

"You sure you're okay?", Jimin asks for the final time and after you nod, he leaves, not even looking Jungkook's way.

"What's up?", you try to be cheerful.

"I….uhhh... I", he stutters while you patiently wait.

"Look, I'm…. sorry for today and all the other days, I really am. Can we start over?", he looks at you hopefully.

"You don't need to apologise. I'm just relieved that you are safe. You had me worried. But if you really want to start over, then sure.", you smile, tiredly.

Jungkook expected you to nag or at least say something in return, to his rude ass. But instead of that, you said you were… worried? You really were something else. Jungkook inwardly chuckles at your uniqueness.

—

The past few days have been better than ever. Jungkook seems to co-operate with you and doesn't give you as much of a hard time anymore. Though his insults have stopped his flirts and sexual innuendos are yet to cease. You don't mind that though, your work is all that matters and it seems to be going quite smoothly. You don't know what caused Jungkook's change of mind but you are happy nonetheless. He still is rude sometimes, when his mood is exceptionally bad, but it's nothing you can't handle.

Jungkook is sitting in the practice room with a grumpy face. You suddenly took a day off today, which you don't usually do and he seems off. How could you just take a leave without telling him? He came to know that you took the day off from Lisa when he was looking for you to discuss things. He's pissed off but kind of worried too wondering whether you were okay.

—

It has been a month since you have joined Big Hit and you received your first paycheck yesterday. You and gran are currently sitting at his favourite restaurant. You wanted to treat him with the best of things in life and what better way than having a lunch date in his favourite restaurant. You want this day to be perfect. The smile on his face is all you wish to see.

"I saw a picture of the group you work with. They're quite handsome. So, which one do you work for?", gran enquires excitedly while eating.

"Really gran?", you deadpan.

"What? Can't I be curious to know who my granddaughter works with?", he gives you puppy eyes and you relent, showing him a picture of Jungkook.

"You should bring him home someday.", he states.

"Gran, I'm the one who looks after his schedule. He's not my boyfriend."

"But he could be!", he says with a straight face.

"Gran!", you exclaim and he bursts out laughing, seeing your flustered state.

—

It's a few days later, Jungkook had an individual photoshoot this afternoon and after completing it, you and him are sitting in a restaurant inside the nearest mall, (since he said he was dying of hunger and couldn't wait till he reached the Big Hit building, his words not yours) waiting for your orders to be served while the others of your team went ahead to the office. Your table is situated beside the glass wall of the restaurant, overlooking the mall outside.

"So you are saying, you hate anything sweet?", you look bewildered.

"Yes? Why is that so hard to believe?", Jungkook asks nonchalantly.

"So you don't eat desserts, not even cake?", you ask, horrified.

"Why are you making it such a big deal?"

"Because it is big! It's huge!", you reply.

"Oh thanks.", he shoots you a suggestive wink.

"What..", you stop mid sentence after realising what he meant. How he turns even the most serious of conversations into something sexual, you'll never understand. And to top it off, you never get used to his innuendos, if the deep blush on your face is anything to go by. That's when you hear it.

"Ohh my god!!! Is that Jungkook?!", a girl screams from outside the restaurant and everybody nearby looks your way.

"It is!! It's Jungkook!!", and soon there's a huge crowd in front of the restaurant.

"Fuck!! Let's go!", Jungkook exclaims, grabbing your hand and pulling you up.

"Where are we going?", you panic seeing the crowd bursting through the restaurant door.

"Out of here!!", he pulls you towards the backdoor and you quickly exit the small restaurant. You run through the mall, hand in hand dodging anyone in your way while a crowd follows you.

That's when you suddenly stop in front of a broadway window. A beautiful light orchid coloured floral lace embroidered dress adorns a mannequin. It has short sleeves and stops above the knee of the mannequin.

As you stop, Jungkook who was ahead of you, stops with a jolt too. He follows your line of sight and looks towards the dress.

"What are you doing?!", he asks incredulously.

"It's so beautiful.", you say with stars in your eyes.

"You do understand the situation we are in right?", he says dubiously and you scoff.

"There he is!!", you hear a girl screaming as the crowd nears you.

"We don't have time for this. Let's go!!", he pulls you towards the emergency exit.

After running and hiding, you both finally reach your car in the parking lot and you get inside, immediately starting the ignition. As you exit the parking lot, you are welcomed by heavy rain. It's almost 7 in the evening, and it's already completely dark outside.

"What were you thinking? Stopping in front of a shop while there's a crowd chasing us?!", Jungkook asks.

"In my defense, the dress was beautiful?", you say sheepishly and Jungkook laughs.

"Where are we going again?", he asks after a while.

"My house, since it's near. I can't drive much longer in this rain."

The rest of the ride passes in relative silence.

"Get ready to run.", you stop the car in front of your house and say looking at the downpour that keeps increasing in frequency with no sign of stopping.

Even though you run the few steps to your house, you are completely soaked by the time you reach your house. Water drips from your and Jungkook's clothes that keep clinging to your bodies like second skin. You enter your house and close the door behind you.

"I'm awfully wet!", you grumble.

You hear Jungkook chuckling at your words, and turn towards him.

"For me, babe?", he asks cheekily.

"Yah! Is that all you think about?", you exclaim and he bursts out laughing.

You ignore him and moving inside, notice gran sitting in his armchair, asleep. Putting your finger on your lips, you motion Jungkook to keep quiet and tiptoe towards your room while he looks at you amusedly.

"Y/n, is that you?", you hear gran's voice.

"How do you always know?", you ask, smiling while gran proceeds towards you.

"You are soaked! Go and change.", he exclaims, looking at your state.

Jungkook clears his throat beside you, trying to hold back his laughter and you glare at him. He really does have a one track mind.

"And who might this gentleman be?", gran enquires with a straight face while looking at Jungkook.

"Gran we can play 20 questions later. He needs to change first. The company will blame me if he catches a cold.", you say and tug Jungkook upstairs, towards your room.

You bring a few of gran's clothes for Jungkook to change into.

"You can change here, that's the bathroom.", you say motioning towards the bathroom attached to your room. "I'll be back.", you leave the room.

After changing into a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt, you move back towards your room. You knock and get inside after hearing a small 'come in' from Jungkook. He is wearing the pajama bottoms and t-shirt of your gran that you handed him. They are a few sizes too big for him but he looks extremely cuddly in them. And might you add, cute too.

"It's beautiful.", he lets out, observing the large photo frame, covering almost the entirety of the wall above your bedpost.

"I know.", you say, while looking for his wet clothes to toss into the dryer.

"Where's this place?", he asks.

"Wish I knew.", you stop to look at the picture with a dazed expression.

It is a picture of a small wooden bridge overlooking a large pond. Though the thing that fascinates you the most are the numerous blooming white lilies covering the surface of the pond. The sky is painted in hues of pink, purple and orange which acts as the perfect canvas and makes the lilies look more enchanting.

Jungkook notices your dazed expression as you look at the picture.

"Remember the day I first saw you in the cemetery.", you don't wait for a reply and continue.

"I went to see mom and dad. They passed away in a car crash when I was 11. They were on their way to a business trip. This picture was the last mom clicked and it was saved in a folder by my name in her phone. Maybe she wanted to send it to me since white lilies are my favourite.", you smile, still looking at the picture.

Jungkook looks at the picture, then at you and notices your glassy eyes.

"Gran has been looking after me ever since, catering to each and every one of my needs. So, when it comes to him, I want to give him the world. Similarly, when it comes to me, he is a bit too protective. So, please don't mind if he says something.", you smile at him sheepishly.

"You should stay the night. We'll leave early tomorrow.", you say looking towards the window as it's still raining heavily outside.

"So was this your intention all along?", he suddenly asks.

"What?", you look at him, confused.

"Bringing me to your room? You know, you're not quite subtle in your advances.", he says with his signature smirk.

"Yah! Why do you always have to think that! You can leave now if you want to!", you fume.

"No thanks, I'll entertain your advances for tonight.", Jungkook says with a laugh.

You choose to ignore him and picking up his wet clothes from the bathroom, you move towards the door.

"You should come downstairs.", you say before leaving.

Jungkook looks at you leaving, with an amused smile. You are quite easy to fluster and he loves seeing your red face. As the door closes behind you, he turns around towards the picture. He takes out his phone and clicks a photo of the picture.

—

Tucking both your clothes in the dryer, you move towards the living area.

".....And she was a real hottie of her time.", gran is in the middle of a conversation while showing Jungkook, the picture of your grandmother.

"I'm sure she was.", Jungkook agrees while laughing.

You leave Jungkook alone with your gran for 15 minutes and they become equal perverts. You expected gran to bombard Jungkook with all kinds of questions, on the contrary, this scene brings a smile on your face. Jungkook does have a charming personality, after all. People are always attracted to him and unlike you, he's quick to make friends.

"I thought you to be a sweet innocent man.", you tease gran and he grins.

"Come on, sit down, let's have dinner.", you say.

"I'll help set up the plates.", Jungkook offers.

"I hope you're not giving my granddaughter a hard time.", gran asks seriously while eating.

"I used to. Not anymore.", Jungkook answers honestly.

"Good. Otherwise our drinking plans would've gone to waste.", gran says matter of factly.

"And when did that happen? You are absolutely not drinking. Not under my watch at least.", you glare at gran. "And hungover Jungkook is really a handful. So, you shouldn't either.", you reprimand.

Both of them look at each other and sigh. You chuckle at their childishness.

—

After dinner you wash the plates while Jungkook brings them to you.

"Gran, you should go to bed.", you say.

"Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow morning, son. Sleep well.", he says to Jungkook and moves towards his room.

"Goodnight gran. Call me if you need anything.", you say.

"Good night.", Jungkook adds.

Jungkook sits on the couch checking his phone and you are almost done washing the dishes when you hear the light melody of piano music playing.

"What's that?", Jungkook asks quizzically.

"Gran has quite an impressive collection of vinyl records, all related to my grandmother in some way. He plays one every night before going to bed. This one in particular, is the song he and grandma danced to at their prom night.", you say with a pleasant smile adorning your face.

"He really loved her, didn't he?", Jungkook says with something in his eyes that you can't quite place.

"He still does.", you move towards your room, motioning Jungkook with your hand to follow you. He seems to be broken out of his daze by your words.

Upstairs, you show Jungkook to the room beside yours.

"You can sleep here. The walls are thin, just give me a call if you need anything.", you exit the room, closing the door behind you.

Jungkook pulls off his t-shirt and goes to bed after you leave. Sleep doesn't come for a long time as he tosses and turns in bed thinking about today.

You seemed so different today, seeing you in your home, looking after your grandfather, laughing and scolding him, smiling at his antics. It's like Jungkook admires you more after seeing this side of you. He kind of envies you too. You are surrounded by so much love and peace. You get back as much love as you give. Whereas he never got to spend so much time with his parents. He never got so much love.

You reminded him of his mother too. Seeing the picture in your room and knowing about your love for white lilies, his mother was all he could think about. You are too good, too perfect.

—

Jungkook wakes up in a room that seems too familiar. Not being able to pinpoint where he is, he gets off the bed. Moving out of the room, he is greeted by the familiar corridor of his parents' house. He keeps walking and stops in front of a room. After pondering for some time, he opens the door and gets inside.

The scene inside makes him stop in his tracks. He stands there dumbfounded as he sees a younger version of himself sleeping peacefully beside his mother, while she lies at one side of the bed, a content expression adorning her face. Her left hand covered in cuts and blood, hangs from the edge of the bed with blood pooling on the floor beneath. He tries to move, to scream, to do something but he can't let out a single word.

He finally seems to get back his voice.

"No!", he sits up with a jolt.

—

It's almost 2 in the morning and you are working on Jungkook's schedule when you hear shuffling from his room beside. You think maybe he's going to the bathroom and get back to work. After some time, you hear a distinct shout and jostle out of your chair that you've been sitting on while working.

Quickly running up to his room, you don't bother knocking and immediately get inside. Jungkook is sitting up on the bed, shirtless, holding his face with both of his hands while mumbling something under his breath. If he didn't seem so traumatized, you would've definitely taken some time to admire his perfectly sculpted body.

You rush towards his side and sitting beside him, carefully place a hand on his back. He looks your way and says in a daze,

"She.. she…..my mother…she...killed herself. And I stood…... I stood there and I didn't do anything, again! I….. I couldn't do anything!", he chokes up with sobs, fat tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Hey, hey! It was a dream. It was just a dream Jungkook.", you rub his back.

"But it wasn't! It wasn't just a dream!", he shouts.

"Shhhh shh. I know.", you hold him close while he nuzzles his face on your neck, hugging you tight, shoulders shaking slightly as he sobs.

"I was 13, she commited suicide after she came to know that my dad cheated for the third time. I was asleep beside her when she slit her wrist. After I woke up, she was already gone, her body cold to my touch.", Jungkook says after somewhat calming down. Not knowing what to say, you keep holding him."I stayed with him, for 2 years after that. When I was 15, I got this offer from Big Hit and immediately accepted it. I never went back again, to that place, that house which seemed so suffocating without mom.", he continues in a daze.

"You should go back to sleep.", you say after a while, trying to move away from his hold.

"No! Please don't leave me.", Jungkook pleads, tightening his hold on you. He looks so small and crushed right now that your own eyes fill with tears.

"Hey, I'm not going anywhere.", you unwind his hands from your body and move backwards, leaning your body on the bedpost. You pat your lap motioning Jungkook to lie down. He doesn't need any convincing and quickly rests his head on your lap. You move your hands to his silky hair and tangle your fingers through them while Jungkook lets out a sigh looking at your face.

"Close your eyes. I'll be here.", you instruct and he follows without complaint. You become immersed in your thoughts while your fingers keep moving in his hair.

You would never have thought that Jungkook had to go through something so traumatic while he was still a child. You lost your parents too but it was nothing compared to what he had to go through. You can't imagine how a 13 year old boy must have felt after waking up to his dead mother beside him. He holds so much pain in his heart.

As his earlier helpless expression comes to mind, something stirs in your heart. That small boy is still there trapped in his heart, terrified, just needing someone to extend their hands and help him, love him, cherish him. He deserves the world and so much more, you think. He deserves everything that he has today, that he has worked so hard for.

—

The next morning Jungkook wakes up as bright sunlight falls on his face. Opening his eyes, your sleeping face is the first thing he notices. He smiles, looking at you. You sleep soundly, a content look adorning your face while your hands are tangled in his hair.

Last night comes to his mind and he quickly gets up from your lap, gently removing your hand from his head. He frowns, pissed at himself.

How could he have said those things to you yesterday. He doesn't regret sharing his darkest secrets to you, he trusted you that much. But he was pissed thinking how could he burden you with all of that. It's a lot to take in at once, he knows. How could he lose control like that? Moreover, he didn't want you to pity him. To look at him any differently.

With all those thoughts in mind, he gets up from the bed and putting on the t-shirt, he moves out of the room.

Downstairs, he is greeted by your gran sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee in hand. He notices Jungkook and smiles

"Good morning.", Jungkook greets.

"Good morning.", gran's cheerful face morphs into a serious one as Jungkook sits opposite him.

He sits there, waiting for gran to say something.

"I didn't see Y/n in her room this morning.", gran states.

"I….uhh..", Jungkook stutters not knowing where he was going with this while gran keeps staring at him as if he could clearly see through him.

"Y/n is the closest to my heart. I don't need her to spell things out for me to understand. Nobody knows her better than me. She may seem strong and happy. She looks after everyone. But from time to time she needs assurance and care too. She needs someone to look after her. Don't hurt her, son. Cherish her. She will need someone when I'm not there.", gran completes, looking at Jungkook hopefully. Not knowing what to say, Jungkook just nods like he means it.

—

You and Jungkook drive back to the office after bidding farewell to gran. Everything seems normal with Jungkook joking and flirting as usual. He doesn't talk about the previous night though and you don't mention it either.

—

You've had your hands full for the past few weeks since BTS released an album. The boys are all busy practicing their choreo, performing on a multitude of shows like Mnet, KBS, MBC, SBS, MTV and the like per week, showing their skills in performance, holding live shows, open concerts held by media stations, photoshoots with various concepts and what not in their hometown alone. A tour is also scheduled starting from the month after the next.

You rarely have any time to rest, moving from place to place, venue to venue with Jungkook and the members. Other times when the members remain busy in practice, you and the other managers remain engaged in organising the schedules and setting up dates for events, talking with sponsors and what not and you've hardly spoken to Jungkook out of the office.

You are currently getting ready to leave since it's almost 7 in the evening, after completing a discussion about the terms of some sponsors with the others' managers when the members come inside after practice.

You bid farewell and move towards the parking lot to return home. You are so tired that you just want to get under the blankets and sleep for 12 hours straight. You are inside your car, starting the ignition when a very sweaty Jungkook comes running your way.

"Wait!", he says.

"Did you need something?", you ask quizzically from inside the car.

"Uhh.. I want the day off tomorrow. Is that possible to arrange in my schedule?", he asks, bending down and resting his hands on the window of your side.

"I don't think you have anything important scheduled tomorrow, apart from practice. So, if you are okay missing that, then sure. I'll speak to the others.", you say.

"Okay. Thanks.", he gives you a smile, still standing there, not showing any signs to move away.

"Anything else?", you ask.

"No. That's all."

"Okay. Then will you please move away?", you ask, confused. He still doesn't move.

"Jungkook?"

"Why are you not asking why I need a day off?", he sulks.

"Because that's your personal matter?", you ask unsurely.

"But as my manager, you should know.", he insists.

"Jungkook. Do you want me to ask?", you smile and he nods with a grin.

"Okay, so why do you need a day off?"

"I'm not gonna tell you, darling. That's a surprise.", he grins sneakily.

"Hey!", you exclaim incredulously.

"Be ready tomorrow. I'll pick you up at noon.", he turns around and moves back towards the building.

"What?", you ask.

"And don't wear a dress."

"Jungkook! I can't take the day off!", you shout back but he doesn't turn around and enters the building.

"Tsk. This troublemaker!", you sigh and drive away.

—

You got up early in the morning to make phone calls and after a lot of difficulty, you managed to arrange a day off for both you and Jungkook. It's almost noon now and you are still standing in front of your closet, not knowing what to wear. Jungkook asked you not to wear a dress and you hardly own anything apart from dresses.

Despite having a lot of trouble arranging the leave, you are quite excited to be honest. You don't know why Jungkook asked you to take a leave or where you're going but you are looking forward to it nonetheless.

Is it possible that it's a date? You quickly drive out that thought as soon as it comes to mind. How can that be possible? Why would someone like Jungkook ask you on a date? It must be something related to your job. But you still want to look good, not for him, of course not. But for yourself. That's what you try to tell yourself, anyway.

You finally choose something you like and get dressed. You are wearing a pastel green crop top with navy blue skinny jeans and a blue denim jacket. Your hair tied in a loose braid. You are busy tying your shoes when your phone rings.

"I'm here.", Jungkook says as you pick up.

"I'll be down in a second.", you let out, taking your backpack with you that contains all your necessary commodities as you descend down the stairs.

You check yourself in the mirror for the last time and proceed downstairs. Coming outside, you are greeted by a very handsome Jungkook dressed in black from head to toe. He's wearing a black t-shirt with black fitted jeans and a black leather jacket. His coal black hair rests upon his forehead, messy locks, parted in the middle. A pair of black sunglasses adorn his face, just like the first day you met him.

Jungkook seems to be in a daze as he stands there looking at you. He has always seen you wearing dresses but you look so nice today. Not that you don't the other days. You always look good actually. But Jungkook can't seem to look away as he sees you wearing something different.

He is broken out of his trance as you stand directly in front of him.

"Is this okay?", you ask hesitantly, motioning towards your clothes.

"It's perfect…. ", Jungkook awkwardly clears his throat, "Uhhhh…I mean… you look nice babe. Now let's go.", he controls himself.

You frown at his nickname and follow behind him. That's when you notice it. A black motorbike is parked beside your car and Jungkook proceeds towards it. He turns around and smirks seeing your surprised face.

"Is this why you asked me not to wear a dress?", you ask, terrified.

"Yepp!", he passes you a helmet.

"Ohh no. No no. I'm not getting on that.", you squeak and Jungkook laughs.

"Ohh come on. It'll be fun, I swear."

"Absolutely not. Do you even know how to drive this?", you exclaim.

"Of course I do.", he says, offended.

"We can just take my car.", you insist, moving towards your car when Jungkook grabs your hand and stops you.

"Trust me.", he says with a serious expression, holding out the helmet.

After pondering for a while, you finally relent, taking the helmet and fastening it.

"Get on.", he instructs, clearly pleased, his own helmet in place.

"Hold on tight.", he lets out as you sit behind him, placing your hands on his shoulder and starts the engine.

"What..", you are cut off as he gains speed and swiftly moves through the road.

"Slow down!", he doesn't pay you any mind and speeds up.

You quickly move your hands from his shoulders to his middle, grasping him tightly from behind and close your eyes. He laughs at you though his heartbeat picks up at the proximity.

After a few minutes, you open your eyes and look around. It doesn't seem as terrifying, you notice. You enjoy it actually, looking at the buildings, trees and houses that pass by you in a blink.

Jungkook finally stops in front of a restaurant and turns off the engine. You get down and pull off your helmet.

"How was it?", he asks after taking both your helmets and handling it to the valet in front of the restaurant.

"It wasn't that bad.", you look away, embarrassed at your initial mortification and Jungkook laughs.

"Is this the surprise?", you ask Jungkook after sitting down on a table inside the restaurant.

"Nah. I was just hungry. Here we won't be rudely interrupted like before."

After ordering, the food comes pretty fast and Jungkook almost inhales everything within seconds.

"How do you still have a body like that, when you literally inhale all your food?", you ask, bewildered.

"Body like what?", he looks your way with a cheeky expression but you don't notice, busy eating.

"You know, all the defined abs, pecs, muscles and what not.", you finally look up and notice his smug expression. "No, I mean..", you try to backtrack in vain.

"Do you want a taste?", he whispers, raising an eyebrow.

"That's not what I…"

"You just need to say the word baby.", he continues with a sultry expression, moving closer to your face from across the table.

You are interrupted by the waiter bringing your dessert (Jungkook didn't order since he doesn't like anything sweet which you still have a hard time to believe) and Jungkook moves away with a smirk. The waiter gives you a knowing glance and your previously flushed face becomes even more red.

"I've been meaning to ask you a question for a long time now.", Jungkook says with a serious expression while observing you greatly enjoying your brownie.

"What is it?", you ask with your mouth full.

"Who's your bias?", he finally says.

"Umm, I don't have one now.", you say honestly.

"But I'm sure you at least had one?"

"Yeah.", you say sheepishly while Jungkook looks at you hopefully. "But I don't wanna say.", you reply, noticing his expression.

"Ohh come on! Tell me!", he insists.

"Jimin."

"Ohh. Of course it is.", he lets out, rolling his eyes.

After that you quickly change the topic and force Jungkook to have a bite of your brownie which he clearly likes but doesn't admit. He doesn't need to as you pass more than half of it to him.

Getting out of the restaurant, you are literally buzzing with excitement to get on the bike again and can't seem to stop your grin.

"You seem excited.", Jungkook says, noticing your elevated mood.

"I may or may not like riding it.", you supply, motioning towards his bike. "Will you teach me how to drive it after we are done with all the tours and promotions?" you ask hopefully.

"Of course.", Jungkook replies, content to see you so thrilled and happy.

"I'm glad you finally admitted.", Jungkook says getting on his bike.

"Then you should admit too, how much you liked the brownie.", you say cheekily after sitting behind him.

"I loved it actually.", he admits too and you laugh, securing your hands around him.

"Good because I'm a pretty good baker. My brownie is gran's favourite."

—

After driving for another hour and 45 minutes, Jungkook stops the bike and you get down after him. The place seems familiar but you can't quite pinpoint where you've seen it before. Removing your helmet you notice a wooden bridge and move towards it while Jungkook takes the helmet away.

You get on the bridge and your breath catches in your throat at the scene. It is the same pond from your picture at home, covered by a bunch of blooming white lilies. It's almost 5 in the evening now, and the sky is covered in similar hues of pink and purple. You stand there mesmerised by the view.

You've searched and yearned to see this place for 12 years and now that you're finally here, you can't keep your emotions at bay. You keep standing as an invisible weight lifts from your heart. Standing here, you feel like you came somewhat more closer to your parents. You could picture your dad stopping his car here, while your mother clicked the photo.

"I came to know about this place yesterday. Thought you might want to see.", Jungkook says unsurely as you haven't yet let out a single word, your back facing him as he stands behind you.

"I'm sorry if I overstepped….", he stops mid sentence as you turn around with red eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks.

"Thank you, thank you so much. I can't..", you let out between sobs. You place your hands around his neck, tightly embracing him and rest your head in the crook of his neck.

Jungkook hugs you back though surprised. He's relieved that you liked it. But he didn't expect you to cry. Jungkook has known you for almost a year now. He has pissed you off, insulted you, almost caused you to lose your job but you've never cried once. This is the first time he's seeing you cry and he already hates it. He realises he hates it when you cry and doesn't ever want to see your tears again.

With that thought in mind, he breaks the hug and looks at your red tear stained face. Raising his hands, he gently rubs away your tears before the hands gently cup your face. His large hands are warm on your cheeks and the feeling comforts you. By the time your eyes find his, you are surprised to find him already staring. He seems to be gazing deep into your soul, thousands of emotions swimming in his orbs. Jungkook finally seems to reach a decision, the determination evident in him and he is moving his face towards yours.

At the first touch of his lips against yours, you close your eyes and kiss him back. It's a short chaste kiss, almost a peck, lasting not more than mere seconds as he moves away, resting his forehead against yours. You open your eyes and notice him staring at you.

"Please, don't ever cry again", he whispers softly and you nod.

—

On the way back, you hold on to Jungkook, resting your head on his back, content with today. You never expected him to do something like this for you. Even though Jungkook didn't tell you how he found this place, even after asking a thousand times, you feel happy. Thinking about him, going out of his way to look for this place just for you, makes your heart skip a beat.

Jungkook stops in front of an unknown building and gets off while you look at him quizzically.

"My apartment's on the 12th floor. Nobody knows about it, I usually come here when I want to be alone or don't feel well."

"I need to leave my bike here. I brought my car when I left the dorms.", he says sheepishly after a pause.

"So I'm guessing nobody knows about the bike either?", you ask sneakily and Jungkook shakes his head.

"Would you like to come in?", he asks.

"Sure.", you reply.

You get inside and observe the interiors. The apartment in itself isn't too large but has plenty of space. Everything here, starting from the sofa to the paintings hanging on the walls, scream Jungkook. The place suits him, you note.

"Come on. I'll give you a tour of the place.", Jungkook says.

"Is this where you were that day when you forgot about the photoshoot?", you ask while following him through the house. Jungkook nods apologetically and you wave him off, laughing.

—

"And this is the bedroom.", Jungkook says, getting inside his bedroom last. It's quite simple with a king sized bed, a closet and a bedside table. The thing that draws your attention is the view from the large glass window on one side of the room overlooking the city.

"It's beautiful!", you exclaim, moving towards the window.

"It's the best part.", Jungkook agrees, standing beside you.

You look his way and notice him intently looking out the window. He has opened his leather jacket and is standing there in his t-shirt and jeans. The lights from outside reflect on his face and make him look angelic. He seems so content and at peace at this moment, looking out the window, completely opposite from the way he looked that night at your house, broken and devastated.

He looks your way after a while and noticing you looking at him, gives you a smile.

"I have something that belongs to you.", you say, moving away from the window and looking inside your backpack. You shove your purse back inside your backpack after taking out the picture from it. You proceed towards Jungkook who's still standing in front of the window, looking at you quizzically and hand him the picture.

He stands frozen in place, looking at the picture.

"That day at the cemetery, it fell out of your pocket. I went to give it back but you didn't give me a chance to speak. I'm sorry for not returning it sooner."

Jungkook places the picture on his nightstand and turning your way, he closes the distance between you in a few strides. He gives you an unreadable look before his lips are on yours, pushing you against the window. It's nothing like the kiss you shared before, in fact it's the complete opposite.

Jungkook kisses you with such an intensity that immediately losing track of all your thoughts, he is all you can feel. He kisses you in a bruising way, all teeth and tongue and you close your eyes, kissing him back, trying to match his pace. He bites your lip and you let out a moan giving him a way to insert his tongue into your mouth. He takes like heaven and you lose yourself in him. To make matters worse, he rolls his tongue against yours in such a manner that you forget everything else and become drunk on him.

Out of breath, you break the kiss taking in lung-fulls of air. You grasp his hair with one hand, the other pulling him closer as he keeps littering kisses along your jaw and neck. He swiftly grabs your hands with his and pins them against the window just over your head, holding you exactly where he wants you as his lips come back to yours full force. He is standing so close that both your bodies are flush against each other.

He lets go of your hands, moving away slightly to pull off your denim jacket while you tug at his t-shirt and he obliges, pulling it off with a cheeky smirk. You are greeted by his mouth watering body which can easily give a Greek god a run for his money.

You don't get time to admire his body as he closes the space, hungry lips back on you and you let out a whine of disapproval.

"I know you love my body but you can drool over it next time baby.", Jungkook says, voice husky with need. You can feel every ridge of his body crushing against yours, barely separated by your flimsy top.

You graze your hands from his shoulders, to his nipples and down to his abs, making sure to touch every nook of his naked upper body against your soft palm. You move your hands lower, thumb tracing his v-line and he lets out a groan, goosebumps noticeable on his honeyed skin.

You rest your hands on the waistband of his jeans while Jungkook continues licking and sucking against your neck. As he bites on a certain spot on your collarbone, you let out a loud moan at the feeling, your whole body buzzing with need and you can feel the wetness pooling between your legs. Jungkook trails his hands lower, brushing against your sides and inserts them inside your top. His calloused fingers graze your stomach and navel, causing shivers down your spine. He moves higher, palm resting over the lace of your bra, when the doorbell rings.

Jungkook stops, clearly annoyed at the interruption and looks at your face. His own face is flushed with swollen lips and blown out eyes and you can only imagine how you might look right now.

"Wait here.", he says, moving away as the bell keeps ringing and putting on his t-shirt, he walks out of the room.

—

It has been minutes since Jungkook went outside and being impatient you pull on your jacket, fix your hair and exit the room.

In the living room, you see Jungkook standing with a girl near the door. The girl stands too close to him, holding him by the elbow, saying something and he stands there with no sign of moving away. The girl must be a few years older and really pretty, you notice with brown hair, doe eyes and a symmetrical face. She is wearing complete black overalls just like Jungkook.

You get back inside the bedroom and pick up your backpack, heart hammering in your chest and come back out. You can feel your hopes getting crushed.

"No Hanah, I can't. I have a guest.", Jungkook seems to be in the middle of a conversation, a tired look adorning his face.

"It's fine. I was just leaving.", you pipe up and Jungkook looks your way, clearly alarmed.

"I told you to wait.", he says with wide eyes looking your way.

"I can't. Gran's home alone.", you say softly.

"Let me drop you.", he offers moving towards the bowl resting on his coffee table to take out his keys.

"No, it's fine. I'll see you tomorrow.", you insist, putting on your shoes.

"But…"

"Ohh come on, Gguk. She isn't a child. She's saying she'll be fine.", the girl, Hanah, cuts him off.

Not waiting for him to say anything else, you move out of the apartment. The entire way out of the apartment, from the elevator to the bus stop, you expect Jungkook to come running and stop you but he doesn't. Of course, why would he? He has better things to do.

You get back home and without a word, move to your room. The entire night, you toss and turn on the bed thinking about Jungkook. How tired he looked while talking to Hanah, how easily he listened to her which was so unlike him. He said nobody knew about his apartment, apparently he forgot to mention her.

You are not sure what to think. You clearly crossed a line today with Jungkook. He made you feel like you were the only one in the world that meant something to him. He made you feel special. He gifted you something today that you could never be enough thankful to him for. But at the same time he was also the one that could make you feel like you were nothing. You meant nothing. It left a pang in your chest.

The next moment you realise how selfish and unreasonable you are being. He's an idol after all. It's not like he's your boyfriend, he can talk to anyone he wants. Moreover, he was just talking. Maybe it was a friend he met after a long time.

With these thoughts in mind, you try to stop thinking about anything else and think about the day, about him showing you the place that's dearest to you, about him rubbing away your tears, about his kisses.

—

The next morning you wake up after the few hours of sleep that you had, as refreshed as you can be. You feel extremely guilty thinking about the way you behaved, leaving so abruptly, after he did something so special for you. You take a shower and drive towards your office deciding to apologise.

You don't see him the entire day as he is busy in practice making up for the leave. You are currently standing in front of the coffee machine in the break room talking animatedly with Jisung, Jimin's manager about a book you recently read.

"But why did Dawson have to die?", you exclaim.

"Because otherwise the plot wouldn't have been as interesting.", Jisung laughs.

"Hey.", Jungkook says and you turn around, surprised.

"See you later Y/n.", Jisung says and moves away.

"Hi.", you say.

"Did you get home alright?", he asks after an awkward silence.

"Yeah.", you both stand there in silence and finally decide to say something.

"Listen, I hope I wasn't rude yesterday. I just wanted to give you some space and didn't want to interfere, besides I needed to get home too, you know for gran."

"No, it's alright.", he smiles.

You wanted to ask him more. You wanted to know who the girl was, why she knew about his place and what she was doing there late at night but you quickly controlled yourself, not wanting to be any more rude than you already had been.

"I really appreciate that you took me there yesterday, Jungkook and I couldn't thank you enough.", you rather say.

"You don't have to. Besides, I'm really thankful too that you kept the picture with you, even after me being my usual jerk self.", he grins, "The picture really means a lot to me. It's the last one I have of my mother.", you smile as everything seems to be normal between you.

—

It's a few days later, it's almost dark outside as you return to the office after discussing some terms and conditions with a sponsor. You and the members with their respective managers are leaving for an interview to promote their album (which will be held out of town), the day after tomorrow for a week and you have to make sure that everything goes well, without a hitch.

You don't notice anything unusual as you take the elevator and ascend upwards. As you come out, the entire floor consisting of the common rooms and practice rooms seems empty with no one in sight. Confused, you proceed towards the common room which is dark and as you switch on the lights,

"HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY.!!", everybody screams, coming out of their hiding spots.

"How did you guys know?", you say with a huge grin.

"Jungkook told us a few days ago.", Taehyung pipes up from beside you.

You look towards Jungkook who gives you a smug look.

"I brought your favourite cake!", Jimin exclaims next.

"Thank you so much guys!", you say, beyond delighted.

"Come on, let's go cut the cake.", Jieun says.

After cutting the cake, exchanging gifts and washing off the cream from the cake that everyone ladled your face with, you are now sitting alone in the balcony of the common room, overlooking the city at night. Just thinking about today, makes you happy. Ever since your parents passed away, you never celebrated any of your birthdays. Of course, gran always insisted, but everytime you politely declined. So every year, you spend this day like any other with just the exception of gran giving you a gift at night before you went to bed.

But today after celebrating it with the people that have become so close to you, you feel content, happy. You don't think you missed anything all these years but it feels nice to be with everyone on your special day once in a while. And to think that Jungkook planned all this just for you, makes you feel even more special.

Ever since he came, your life has been nothing but good. Sure, he was rude at first and you literally hated him for being such a jerk but after you came to know him properly, you have realised he's nothing but sweet and considerate and just needs some love and care. You can never forget all the things he's done for you. The more you think about him, the more you grow to admire and like him.

"What are you doing here alone?", Jungkook asks, sitting beside you.

"Just thinking about today. What's that?", you motion towards the box in his hand.

"You didn't think that I won't give you a gift on your special day when everyone else is giving you one, right?", he raises an eyebrow.

"You've arranged this party. Also, you've given me the greatest gift by taking me to show the lilies. What more can I possibly want?", you smile.

"It was nothing compared to what you do for me everyday, baby. Open it.", he passes you the box with a wink.

You relent with a sigh, opening the ribbon, you remove the lid of the box. You look inside and your heartbeat picks up. There lies neatly, the dress you saw at the mall that day while running away from Jungkook's fangirls.

"You remembered.", you state, looking up at him with a soft expression.

"Of course.", he gives you a bunny grin.

You can't explain, you feel so overwhelmed right now. How can someone be so perfect?

"I have something to say to you.", you say not being able to control your feelings anymore.

"Go ahead.", Jungkook says nonchalantly.

You suck in a deep breath. You feel as though you are sweating from every pore of your body. Was the balcony spinning? It felt like it was spinning. You never felt this vulnerable and out of control in a long, long time. You never thought someone as withdrawn, shy and introverted as you would ever think about doing this, let alone actually doing it.

"I'm going to go right out and say it before I lose my nerve- Jungkook, I like you. A lot. I know it's weird and out of the blue but.. it happened. I don't want to push it down anymore. Despite the fact that you can be cocky or obnoxious or unpredictable, you're so much more as well. You're considerate, passionate, complex and I want each and every part of that. Of you. I think I've wanted that for a long time now."

Jungkook is still, absorbing your words. "Are you drunk?", he quietly asks and you shake your head.

"Ah, okay. I….", Jungkook sucks in a breath.

"You?", you bite your lip nervously, gnawing at it.

"I'm sorry."

You felt your blood run cold and you want nothing more than to turn back time.

"I don't think we should do this."

You feel your heart plummet to your stomach and it's as though someone has tied weights to your arms, dragging you down. A cloud hung over your head and you were paralyzed and helpless, only staring him in the eye.

"This.. this can't happen. It won't work out. You and I could never work out. You and I.. that's something we can never be. Friends maybe. It was nice being friends with you. But…. I'm sorry.", he doesn't meet your gaze.

There's silence between the two of you, the air tense. You feel tears brimming your eyes and your vision is blurry. The last thing you want was for him to watch you cry. You manage to choke on your tears, trying to contain them, though your throat swells despite your efforts.

"Yeah, sure. We can stay friends.", you stand up and Jungkook follows. Neither of you miss the crack of your voice.

Jungkook gives you a sympathetic look, reaching out for you, "Y/n…"

Your lips tremble. The way he says your name, no nickname, without a tone of teasing or familiarity, instead it sounds as though it's clipped like he was calling out for a stranger.

"I should go.", you rush, words curt and broken, strained as you tried to choke them out clearly enough for him to even be able to decipher what you were trying to say.

His fingers grip onto your shoulder as you turn around, you both tense. You freeze, eyes glassy as you look back to him, slowly gripping his fingers, knowing it could very well be the last time you did so. Your hand trembles as you slowly push his hand away and he gulps, staring at the movement as his hand slips off. He lets it hang, dangling by his side.

He doesn't know what to say and you know that. But at the same time, he's said all he needs to. You got the message and there's no way for you to misinterpret it.

"I'm so sorry.", he says one last time, voice barely above a whisper.

You don't respond, moving away as quickly as you could towards the bathroom. Tears roll down your cheeks and you quickly wipe them away.

—

Sitting inside the bathroom stall, you thought back to everything that happened between the two of you, memories swimming in your head. How he kissed you so tenderly on the bridge and rubbed away your tears. You could still feel his hands cradling you while you were sobbing, asking no questions and simply holding your shaking form. More tears slipped down your cheeks when you remembered that night at his apartment, touching, kissing, his words, cheeky and annoying as always. When he joked with your gran and said…. God, it was too much. You couldn't handle it. You misread all of it and you were the one left to be the fool from how you misinterpreted every little gesture to mean something far more than it actually did.

But you were wrong. Jungkook didn't like you. He never would. Maybe it was because he didn't date or maybe it was just you. It made sense. You weren't good enough. You never would be, not for someone as special as Jungkook at least.

Coming out of the bathroom, you come face to face with a disheveled Jungkook.

"Y/n…"

"I'll leave you alone now.", you say quietly, eyes downcast. "I'm sorry I wasn't good enough. I guess I never will be.", Jungkook opens his mouth to say something but you are already gone.

—

You spend the entire night tossing and turning in bed without a single blink of sleep. As time passes, you feel more and more guilty. You realise just how much unfair you were being. You had no right to behave with him in such a manner. You can't force someone to love you, after all. So he doesn't love you, big deal. You'll get over it.

Your last words to him keep ringing in your mind. 'I'll leave you alone now', you had said when he pleaded you not to, that night at your house, when he woke up after a nightmare. If he wants to be just friends then that's what you will be but you will never leave him alone when he clearly needs someone, you decide.

The next day was a Sunday and you spent the entire day packing your bags and checking and rechecking whether everything was on schedule. You try not to think about Jungkook too much but it doesn't quite work. He's literally all you can think about and eventually, you stop trying.

—

It's finally D-Day and you are at the airport waiting for boarding. Everybody is present including the members and their managers. Jungkook sits opposite you in the waiting area in his all black clothing, trying his best to not look your way and you are wearing the jeans you wore that day you went out with Jungkook and a lilac hoodie.

You haven't yet tried to talk to Jungkook and he doesn't seem too keen on doing that either. Apart from deliberately ignoring you, he's somewhat normal with the others, behaving in the way he always does. But after a year of being his manager, you can tell that something's going on with him.

After the boarding call, you get on the flight. You carefully sift through your belongings checking that nothing's missing. You have a suitcase along with a duffel and tote bag. You try your best to lift the duffel bag to shove inside the overhead bin of the first class compartment but in vain. First of all, the bag is too heavy, moreover, your height doesn't help.

That's when someone takes the bag from you. You see Jungkook's tattooed hand before his face and turn around as he easily deposits your bag overhead.

"Thank you.", you say but he doesn't look your way, moving towards his seat which happens to be just beside yours, separated by a partition.

The 4 hour flight passes in awkward silence between you and Jungkook though Jimin who sits parallely to you keeps you company. 

The rooms of the members and managers are reserved on the same floor for convenience and you are currently waiting in the lobby of the hotel for check in.

You people came a few days early so that the members could rehearse on stage for their performance. You stay here till two days after the interview which is still a good 4 days away and leave early on the third.

After checking in, you finally get inside your room (that is sandwiched between Jungkook's and Yeri's with Namjoon's room right across) and immediately lie down on the bed. It's dark outside after the long flight and you are completely exhausted and jet-lagged.

 —

The next day you are all present at the venue. You are currently checking Jungkook's mic and it's attachments while he is standing in front of you. You hand him the mic back and move away.

You both seem to be working together fine today but he isn't too keen on talking about something outside of work. You tried to talk after you all reached the venue but he completely disregarded you saying, "Let's not do this now."

You don't understand why he's being so distant when you are the one who should feel awkward being rejected. You also never thought you would say this, but you miss his overly sleazy nicknames. He tries his best not to interact with you directly but at times when he absolutely needs to, he always addresses you as Y/n which he never ever did before and even the others noticed giving you both confused looks.

"So what's wrong with you two?", Jieun asks while you are sitting backstage, taking a coffee break.

"Huh?", you try to act nonchalant.

"You know, you and Jungkook."

"Did you finally sleep together?!", Lisa pipes up excitedly from beside you.

"What?", you splutter out your coffee in your haste.

"Ohh come on. It's quite obvious. Everybody notices the sexual tension between you two.", Jieun says matter of factly.

"It's nothing like that!", you insist with a heavily flushed face.

"Uh huh, sure. We notice all those lingering stares and touches, Y/n.", Lisa says.

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Oh yeah? Please explain this then.", Jieun says motioning towards Jungkook who's on stage directly looking your way, as if proving her point. He quickly looks away as he notices you staring and walks away.

"Honestly? I don't know what he wants. I confessed to him, the day before yesterday and he rejected me. He's not talking to me since then, even though I tried to, a million times and now giving me all these mixed signals.", you say tiredly.

"You confessed? As in, you confessed your love?", Lisa asks and you nod with glassy eyes. Now they are the ones who look surprised.

"Ohh Y/n, I'm so sorry.", Jieun whispers, hugging you.

"That's what he said.", you sniffle.

"That dumbass!", Lisa exclaims, joining the hug.

You guys break the hug after a while and coming out, you stand with the other managers below the stage while the members are busy fooling around on stage after the first half of the practice. That's when you notice her, getting on stage and moving towards the workstation and equipments that are set up on one side of the stage after passing a quite obvious wink to Jungkook whose brows furrow.

"What's she doing here?", you ask surprised.

"Jungkook's ex? She's in charge of the lights.", Yeri, Namjoon's manager pipes up.

"Hanah?", you query, bewildered.

"Yeah. Try to keep your distance though. She's a real bitch. I don't understand how someone like Jungkook could be with her.", she says.

"Ummm.. do you know why they broke up?", you question hesitantly.

"Apparently, Jungkook walked in on her cheating on him with her best friend. Had a real nasty fight. She wasn't too resentful though, from what I heard.", Yeri supplies and you immediately grow a dislike towards her.

"We all hate her, including the members. Though I'm not quite sure about Jungkook.", Jisung states while the others laugh.

You look up and notice Jungkook standing with Hanah at the side of the stage and talking. You notice her looking your way with a smirk. She places a kiss on his cheek next and moves away. Automatically, Jungkook's eyes fall on you too and you quickly look away, feeling your heart break at the scene.

It was one thing to be rejected and something entirely different, seeing the person you love, with someone else. You weren't over the rejection yet and now you had to suffer through an entire week watching them being close. It's going to be a tough week, you realise.

It's almost dark outside by the time the members finish practice and you all are currently waiting for your cars to pull up. You are animatedly talking to Jimin about a cat you recently found back home when Hanah comes up to you.

"You are Jungkook's manager right?", she asks while everyone looks your way.

"Yeah.", you reply.

"Would you mind exchanging rooms with me?"

"Sorry?", you ask, bewildered.

"My room's 2 floors above yours. I would like to be on the same floor as Jungkook but no vacant rooms are available. I'm sure you wouldn't mind.", she states.

"Do you want me to?", you directly ask Jungkook who is standing beside you.

"What?", he resembles a deer caught in headlights as he looks equally surprised, by your words or Hanah's proposal, you are not quite sure.

"Do you want me to change rooms?", you ask with a straight face.

"I don't care. Do what you want.", he lets out.

"Okay then.", you look back at Hanah determinedly.

"I'm sorry but I would like to stay where I am.", you state and get inside the van that finally pulls up while she stands there dumbfounded.

"Too bad. You can always share rooms with me though.", Jimin teases with a chuckle to which she scoffs and proceeds towards her own car.

In your haste to get inside the van, you don't notice Jungkook, otherwise you would've seen him trying his best not to crack a smile.

—

The next 2 days pass in a similar manner with Hanah practically latching herself onto Jungkook, every chance she gets while Jungkook does nothing to stop her. Today is the final rehearsal before the show tomorrow and everybody is running around desperately checking and rechecking everything.

You are currently standing backstage. You were coming back after checking Jungkook's attire for tomorrow when you noticed him having brownies with Hanah in the green room. You thought he didn't like sweets. You thought you were the only one he ate brownies with. Apparently, you were wrong.

Not having the time to reminisce, you move in a hurry to get back to monitoring the rehearsal recording. You are in such a rush that you don't notice the box of props in your way. You stumble across and fall down, twisting your ankle.

Immense pain shoots up your leg and your eyes fill up with tears. It hurts so bad that you can't get up and keep sitting down, face scrunched in agony.

"Y/n? Oh god, did you fall down?", Jimin comes running your way and you nod.

"Can you walk?", he queries.

"I can't. My ankle is throbbing.", you let out.

"Okay. Come on.", Jimin places one on your back, another beneath your knees and lifts you up princess style. You clasp your hands around his neck, face still crumpled at the persistent ache.

Everybody comes running up as they notice Jimin carrying you. Jungkook came out of the green room after hearing the chaos outside. His face hardens, seeing you in Jimin's arms but it immediately softens after looking at your scrunched up face.

"What happened?", he comes running.

"She fell down and twisted her ankle.", Jimin replies as he gently places you on a chair.

Jungkook removes the shoe and socks from your injured leg delicately and applies ice on your ankle. As the doctor from your crew arrives, Jungkook moves and sits beside you.

"No need to worry. It's just a sprain. Apply ice regularly and it should be as good as new within days.", the doctor smiles. He applies a spray and wraps it up in a bandage.

"How do you feel?", Jungkook asks worriedly after everyone leaves.

"I'm fine. It's just a dull pain."

"You should stay here. I'll let you know before we have to leave." and he leaves too. You decide to take his advice.

"Do you need me to carry you again?", Jimin comes up to you as it's time to leave.

"Uhh.. sur-"

"No thanks. She'll be fine.", Jungkook cuts you off with a serious expression and Jimin nods.

"I'll carry you.", Jungkook says.

"It's fine, I can walk.", you object.

"Stop being stubborn for once and do as I say.", he looks frustrated.

"I don't think I'm the one that's being stubborn.", you counter.

"Please listen to me.", he says tiredly and sits on the ground in front of you, his back facing you.

"Come on."

You relent and get on his back, entwining your hands around his neck from behind as he holds your legs to secure you in place and gets up. You place your head in the hollow of his neck. You almost lose yourself in his familiar woody cologne and let out a deep sigh as he starts moving towards the exit. He shivers at the sensation of your hot breath touching his neck.

—

Jungkook drops you off at your room in the same manner after getting out of the van upon reaching the hotel. Hanah didn't seem to have processed the situation too well as she kept giving you hardened eyes and death glares the entire day while the others enjoyed it a little too much giving you knowing glances, especially Lisa and Jieun.

"Don't forget to take the painkillers.", Jungkook speaks for the first time after coming out of the venue and you nod.

"Are we never gonna talk? You know we need to.", you say, noticing Jungkook leaving. He turns around and looks at your face, opening his mouth to say something but quickly decides otherwise and leaves your room.

—

The next morning you wake up early as BTS has the interview today. The pain in your ankle is a lot less though it still hurts to walk properly. But you don't have time to think about it since today is going to be a hectic day.

At the venue, you keep checking up on Jungkook as he gets his hair and makeup done. Jungkook's eyes, on the other hand, keep going to you and your bandaged ankle, worried as you limp around.

The venue which seemed empty the other days is filled with fans of BTS today as their cheerings can be heard even from miles away. Everybody is excited about the performance and interview including yourself and the members, especially Jungkook. He has been excited to perform here, since they came to know about the interview after releasing the album and had been chewing your brain about how much he anticipated to perform on this platform.

He seems nervous today if the continuous cracking of his fingers is anything to go by but you can also see that he's literally buzzing with excitement. You know he's going to do well, he always does.

It's almost time for the members to go up on stage as they stand backstage, waiting for their names to be called. You are looking at Jungkook laughing at something Taehyung said when somebody taps you on the back.

You turn around to see a very handsome young man in formal attire, looking at you with a curt smile and you give him a questioning look.

"Are you Jeon Jungkook's manager?", he asks.

"Yes?"

"Nice to meet you. I'm Jackson, the manager of Jeon Corps. Ceo Jeon would like to speak with you. Would you mind accompanying me? It's a few minutes drive.", he states.

"Ceo Jeo… Jungkook's father?", you ask incredulously.

"Yes miss."

"But why?"

"It's not really my place to say. Would you please come with me?", he asks.

"Okay."

"Lisa, I really need to leave right now. It's urgent. Will you please look after Jungkook's requirements?", you plead and Lisa immediately agrees asking you whether you'll be okay.

"I'll be fine. Don't worry. Call me if anything happens."

You look at Jungkook one last time and as your eyes meet with his confused ones, you blink and turn around, leaving with Jackson.

You expected to meet Mr.Jeon in his office, maybe a coffee shop but after an hour drive, Jackson stops the car in front of a hospital.

"Is he alright?", you ask worriedly.

"He had a heart attack two days back which is the second this year. The doctors say he's stable now but it would be nothing surprising if he has another one. He probably won't live to see the next though.", Jackson lets out.

"You sure I should be here now?", you frown.

"He's the one who asked me to bring you. I'm just doing my job."

After introducing you to Mr.Jeon, Jackson leaves the room. It's a private hospital room, with a window overlooking the city beneath. The room, as luxurious as hospital rooms go, is proof of Jungkook's family's affluence. Mr. Jeon, on the other hand, looks frail. However, traces of his good looks in his youth, are obvious remnants on his now wrinkled face. He looks like your school homeroom teacher, friendly but definitely not your friend.

"Nice to meet you Ms.y/l/n. I'm Jungkook's dad, which you must already know.", he gives you a smile.

"I do."

"I have a favour to ask.”

You wait for him to complete with a puzzled look on your face.

“Will you be able to bring my son here? Make some excuses, anything, but please bring him to me.", Jungkook's father pleads, voice strained.

"I'm sorry but it really isn't my place Mr.Jeon. I understand your emotions but I can't force him to do something he doesn't want to.", you say thinking about the night he rejected you.

"No you don't understand my emotions!", he raises his voice. "I have never been there, not for my wife, not for my son, ever. I caused my wife to kill herself. My son doesn't speak to me, he loathes me. I know I can't make amends now, but I just want to see him face to face one last time. He doesn't need to forgive me, just…. please. I know I don't deserve it but… please. I don't know how much time I have left.", he finishes with a small voice, eyes glassy.

"But why me? I'm….. just his manager.", you say softly, eyes downcast.

"He would never come here if I ask him directly. Being his manager, you probably spend a lot of time together. You can make changes in his schedule. Make something up."

"I can't promise you anything but I'll try my best Mr.Jeon.", you let out after a long pause and come out of the room.

"I'll drop you.", Jackson says after seeing you leave.

You call Lisa and she picks up on the first ring.

"Hey, everything okay?", she asks first.

"Yeah. What about there?"

"Everything's fine. The interview just ended, we are heading back to the hotel."

"Okay. Thanks", you end the call.

"Can you drop me at the hotel?", you ask Jackson.

"Sure.", he replies.

You sit there in silence the rest of the way, immersed in your thoughts. You don't know whether you should interfere but you promised him after all. It's going to be hard to tell Jungkook, especially when he's much too keen to not talk to you. He's not going to have a pleasant reaction, you are sure.

Jackson stops the car in front of the hotel and as you are about to open the door, he calls out.

"Miss y/l/n.", you turn around and look his way.

"Mr.Jeon really wants to see him. I'm not saying what he did was right but it was in the past. Everybody deserves second chances, don't you think?"

"Thank you for the ride.", you say in lieu of a reply and get off.

The entire ride up in the elevator, you keep repeating Jackson's words in your head. He said everybody deserves second chances, but… do they? You are not the one to decide that though. It's not your place.

You keep thinking about Jungkook and how he's going to react as you enter your room and lie face first on your bed. It was only that night at your house when he spoke about his father, never again did he mention him. Would he want you to interfere in his personal matter? But you are not really interfering, are you? You would just let him know what happened and politely ask him to meet his father. Yes, that's what you are gonna do.

You get up from your bed and move towards Jungkook's room. There's no point in waiting, you will just rip the band-aid right off, you decide.

As you raise your fist to knock, you notice his door already open. You know you shouldn't and you don't know what prompts you to but you push the door and walk inside. Taking 2 steps inside, you freeze in place at the scene unfolding before you.

Jungkook sits there on the bed, hands placed on Hanah's waist who's sitting on his lap in only a bra and jeans, her back facing you, busy shoving her tongue down Jungkook's throat. You gasp at the sight.

They break the kiss at the sound and look your way. Jungkook meets your eye first and you notice his blown out eyes, wide in surprise while Hanah gives you an irritated look. You break out of your trance and quickly leave the room in a hurry, closing the door behind you with a click.

—

By the time you get inside your room, tears are already flowing down your cheeks. You knew she flirted with Jungkook and though he didn't stop her, you never thought he reciprocated. Does he still love her? Are they getting back together? Is that why he rejected you? That must be it, you realise. How could you have been so naive? All this time, it has always been her. How didn't you notice that before?

—

Jungkook sits there, shocked after you leave the room. You weren't supposed to see him like this. After you left with that guy today, he couldn't stop thinking about it. How could you leave him like that? He knows things are not going well between you but he had been anticipating this performance for months now. He at least expected you to be there.

He was pissed the entire day as he couldn't find you anywhere. Then after he came back to the hotel room, someone knocked on his door. Expecting it to be you, he quickly opened the door to be greeted by Hanah who immediately jumped on him, kissing him. Everything was already in such a mess, and Jungkook kissed her back instead of stopping her.

After seeing you there with such a pained face, Jungkook couldn't help but be pissed at himself. Hanah moves back to continue after you leave but Jungkook quickly gets up, moving her away.

"What happened?", she asks.

"I have to go. You should go back to your room."

—

You are sitting on your bed when you hear the sound of your door opening and quickly rub away your tears.

"Y/n… I.."

"Jungkook, I'm sorry for interrupting. You don't have to explain anything, go back to sucking faces or something.", you cut him off, tiredly.

"I don't have to listen to everything you say.", he replies annoyed.

"Where were you?", he asks.

"I…", you turn around, facing him.

"Are you supposed to leave just like that?", Jungkook continues not letting you speak. You let out a sigh, knowing that you wouldn't be able to say something until he's done.

"You knew how much this meant to me but you still chose to go away. What was so important that you couldn't wait a few hours? When you don't plan on being there, why are you even my manager? You should just quit then if you hate this job so much!", he spits and your eyes go wide.

"Is that what you want? Do you….. do you want me to? Quit?", you ask hesitantly.

"Do you even care about what I want? About me?", he raises his voice.

"I went to see your dad.", Jungkook's face goes pale at your words.

"His manager came this morning and asked me to accompany him saying it was important. He wants to see you.", you look at him cautiously.

"You shouldn't have gone.", he says, face revealing no emotions.

"Will you go?", you decide to ignore his words.

"No I will not and you shouldn't either.

"Come on, Jungkook. See him, one last time. I know I shouldn't interfere between you but he's really desperate. You don't have to forgive him or anything, just go and see him.", Jungkook doesn't reply and turns around to leave the room.

"He's not well, Jungkook. He's at the hospital.", Jungkook stops in front of the door at your words.

"Visiting hours are from 4 to 6 in the evening."

After a pause, he opens the door and walks off.

—

The next morning, you wake up with a lot of thoughts jumbled in your head. Last night's scene of Jungkook kissing Hanah doesn't leave your mind for even once. Jungkook's words keep repeating too. Does he really want you to quit? What made him hate you so much within such a few days? He was fine before you confessed.

You also keep thinking about Jungkook's reaction after you told him about his father. Is he going to see him? What if he doesn't? You all leave the day after tomorrow, and if Jungkook doesn't see him within tomorrow, he might never get a chance again.

—

It's almost 4 in the evening when you hear a knock on your door and get up to open it. You are surprised to see Hanah standing there.

"Yes?"

"You think you are all great and mighty don't you?", she taunts.

"What?", you say incredulously.

"Well, you are wrong sweetheart.", she completely ignores you. "Hate to break it to you, but Jungkook will never give a second glance to someone like you. So, just back off and stay away from him."

"Well, technically, I can't. I'm his manager.", Hanah scoffs.

"What's going on?", Jungkook looks surprised, getting out of his room.

"Nothing. I was just leaving.", she replies.

Jungkook walks towards you.

"I..", he stops, looking at Hanah who's still standing there, waiting for her to leave. Hanah gives you a pointed look and leaves.

"What did she want?", Jungkook asks.

"Nothing important. Did you need something?"

"Umm.. What's the name of the hospital?

"You are going! Uhhh.. I.. Woodlands. It's Woodlands.", you try to hide your excitement.

"Can… can I come with you?", you ask hesitantly, as he turns to leave.

"I don't have much time. It's already 4:15 now.", he states.

You look down at your clothes. You are wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a mickey mouse tank top. This will have to do, you decide.

"I don't need time. Let's go.", you say.

Jungkook raises an eyebrow but doesn't say anything as you take a hoodie from inside your room and close the door.

After reaching the hospital, you notice Jackson standing in front of Mr.Jeon's room, surprised to see Jungkook. You didn't really have time to inform him beforehand.

"Thank you so much Miss y/l/n. I'll let Mr.Jeon know.", he enters the room.

"You can go inside now.", Jackson informs, coming out.

You look at Jungkook. He doesn't seem to be paying attention as he looks intently in front of him at nothing in particular.

"Please give us some time.", you say snd Jackson nods before leaving.

"Hey.", you say softly. "You can go in now. Don't worry, it's fine. I'll be waiting here.", you squeeze his hand. He looks at your face and after a pause, gets inside.

You wait outside the room as Jungkook goes inside. It has been a few minutes now and you are talking to Jackson. He seems to be a decent man and quite funny, might you add.

"He wants to see you.", Jungkook says to you as he comes out. You are surprised at the request but oblige nonetheless.

"Mr.Jeon.", you say in lieu of a greeting.

"Ms.y/l/n, please sit.", he says motioning towards the chair beside his bed. He looks much fresh today, you notice.

"Thank you for bringing Jungkook. Really, I can't thank you enough. He hasn't forgiven me but I am glad that I could see him after so many years. I called you here to ask for another favour. What can I do, I'm a greedy man, you see.", he continues after a pause. "Please look after my son, Ms.y/l/n. Consider it my last wish."

—

You and Jungkook don't talk the entire way back and get out of the car as it stops in front of the hotel.

"Are you two back together?", you ask while walking towards your room after the elevator stops.

"Huh?", Jungkook looks confused.

"I mean, you and Hanah. Are you getting back with her?", you ask meekly.

"I… uh… it's complicated.", he replies.

"Thank you for coming with me today.", he says and quickly moves towards his room before you can ask anything else.

—

The next day passes in a daze as you all go out for shopping in the morning. In the evening you pack your bags and go to bed early since you had an early flight. Hanah comes back on the same flight though she doesn't hang off Jungkook's back as before. You don't know what caused the change but you appreciate it.

—

After returning back to town, the day before yesterday, BTS decides to have a movie marathon at their dorm, in lieu of a break and you are also invited. After a lot of deliberation, you finally decide to wear the dress that Jungkook gifted you on your birthday. It was too beautiful to go to waste.

It's almost 5 in the evening now and you are currently sitting in the living room of the dorm which has been converted into a movie theatre. A number of mattresses are lined up on the floor covered by blankets and cushions in front of the huge television they own. The setting is so cosy that you could sleep here.

After everyone arrives, you all decide to take your places. Jungkook is wearing black sweatpants and a plain white shirt. He does a double take upon noticing your clothing but doesn't say anything and moves quietly to take his place between Taehyung and Jimin. You do too, sandwiched between Lisa and Jimin.

The series contains 5 movies and after the first two finishes, everybody is already hungry and Jin orders some takeout. While everyone waits for the food, you talk with Jimin, showing him pictures of the cat that gran looks after.

"So, do you still go to the coffee shop?", you ask him.

"Nah. Not anymore. That first day I went because I was nearby. All the visits after that were because I thought you were cute.", he says casually.

"Ohh.", you let out, your entire face turning red.

"I quite liked flustering you and how your face always went red at the smallest of things like right now. You are quite easy to fluster, you know that?", Jimin teases.

"I've been told.", you agree and Jimin laughs. Jungkook fumes inside, noticing Jimin blatantly flirting with you and tries not to show it.

After eating, you all play the third movie. Well into the movie, a hilarious bike chase scene comes up.

"At this rate, he'll never be able to catch up!", Taehyung exclaims.

"Even I can drive better than him.", Jimin pipes up.

"You can?", you ask.

"Yeah.", Jimin smiles. "My bike is probably catching rust lying in the garage for months."

"You have a bike!", you exclaim and Jimin laughs at your excitement.

"Would you like to go for a ride? We are not doing anything tomorrow, we can go then. I can teach you how to ride it too. I even taught Jungkook.", Jimin replies good naturedly.

"Okay!", you say with sparkling eyes while Jungkook scoffs.

"What?", Jimin asks, noticing his irritation.

"Nothing.", Jungkook says. "I'm going to bed.", he gets up and leaves the room after giving you an annoyed look.

"What's up with him?", Taehyung asks and you shrug.

—

You almost dozed off by the time the series finished. It's quite late and everybody decides to stay the night. You are walking towards the guest room after calling gran, letting him know you won't be home when someone grabs your hand and pulls you inside a dark room.

You are surprised to see Jungkook standing in front of you with the same annoyed expression as he lets go of your hand and closes the door.

"What was that?", you ask, bewildered.

"I thought you ride the bike only with me?", he spits.

"Well, I thought you eat brownies only with me. That isn't the case either, is it?", you argue, mirroring his annoyance.

"I shouldn't have done this. I'm sorry.", he says after a long pause as he looks around the room, tensing up.

He turns around as though to leave but you quickly grab onto his arm, anchoring him back and he stops.

"Don't leave again.", you plead.

Jungkook bites his lip, jaw clenching as he silently trods further away into the room. You look around the room, it's minimal but well decorated with darker tones. The surroundings made you realize this was Jungkook's room. Your eyes finally return to Jungkook again. The two of you stare at each other, not knowing who would be the one to break the silence.

"You can't avoid me forever.", you tell him quietly, leaning against the closed door.

"I'm not avoiding you.", Jungkook says hastily. You give him a pointed look and he lets out a defeated sigh. "Well… I'm just nervous… or something."

"What do you have to be nervous about? I'm the one who confessed.", you remind him.

"It's complicated.", he sighs, running his hand through his hair as he walks to the bed, sitting down.

"Don't give me the same answer. What's complicated?", you question, sitting next to him. "Either you like me or you don't. It's alright, I can handle rejection Jungkook. I've coped with the fact that you don't like me back for…… for weeks now. I just want us to talk."

"I never said I didn't like you.", Jungkook interjects quickly, his voice sharp.

"You are running away from me. I wouldn't exactly call that accepting someone's confession.", you quirk a brow.

"No. I like you back, I do.", he sighs. Your heart misses a beat at his words.

"If you liked me back, why would you have rejected me? Constantly trying to get away from me as quickly as possible?", you shake your head.

"Because I don't deserve you!", Jungkook blurts out. He buries his head in his hands, tossing himself back to lay flat against the bed. He repeats his words in a broken whisper as he seems to admit it, not only to you but to himself. "I don't deserve you."

"Why would you say that?", you ask quietly.

"Because I'm not good enough. Not for my parents. Not even for the girl who only wanted my money, that she had to cheat. How could I possibly be good enough for you?", Jungkook whispered to himself.

"I have liked you for so long and I self-sabotaged it because I knew I'd never have you, and I was okay with that. I didn't let myself get my hopes up. But when you confessed, I realised exactly how pathetic I am. I'm damaged. I don't know what love is. But you deserve so much more. I'd be doing a great injustice if I tormented you into being with me.", his eyes water and you notice a single tear rolling down his cheek.

"You are an absolute idiot.", you say softly. "I can't believe you could even think something like that. You are worth the world and more. It would never be a burden to be with you. It'd be…. I don't know what it would be but I will be grateful. I like being with you, whether it's just as your manager or something more. Being in a relationship…I'd be happy to have that. You deserve happiness, Jungkook, whether it's with me or by yourself.", you place a hand on his wrist, moving his hands away from his face to look him in the eye.

"Those other girls didn't see what a wonderful person they had in front of them. I'd like you regardless of your money. You are priceless in that sense. And I'm sure, your mother wants you to be happy. Your dad does too."

Jungkook avoids your gaze and in an effort to force him to listen to you, you straddle him. As though on instinct, he grips your hips. You bend towards him, staring him in the eye.

"Look at me. There are so many great things about you. You are empathetic and always there for people. You are so afraid of disappointing people, but in reality, you're so much more than they could even dream of. You are a good person, inside and out and I know you don't think you deserve much, but I know you do. It took me a while to realise, I deserve those things too."

"Of course you do.", Jungkook speaks up. "You've been hurt and you have struggled so much. You deserve a break. You deserve something good for once."

"What if you are that good thing?", you smile.

"I highly doubt that.", Jungkook sighs as if it was exhausting to even try to get you to comprehend what he was trying to say.

"How come?"

"Because it would be a burden to love me.", he whispers quietly.

Your heart shatters at his words and you feel your eyes water. A tear slips down your cheek and you quickly wipe it away with your hands. Jungkook notices though and his face crumbles along with yours, and he reaches up to wipe the tears off.

"Don't cry, I'm sorry. Please don't cry.", Jungkook pleads softly, his voice tight.

"You are so dumb.", you say weakly. It was so strange. Someone as amazing as Jungkook, believing he wasn't even worthy of love.

"I know.", he sighs.

"No. You are dumb, for thinking that you would be a burden. You are so wonderful and it crushes me that you don't love yourself as much as I love you and I just…", you begin to sob, your body shaking as Jungkook sits up. You wrap your arms around his neck, firmly pressing your body against his.

Jungkook slowly pulls back to look you in the eye. His eyes water along with yours, and before you know it, your lips are pressed together and he falls back onto the mattress. Your lips are firm against his, and you can taste the salt on your lips, realising he was crying as well.

"We shouldn't do this. You still need to figure out how you feel.", you pull back slightly, your lips still brushing together, barely touching.

"I know exactly how I feel about you.", he cups your face in his hands, gently caressing.

"And I feel the same way, I just…", you feel yourself start to choke up once again. "I wish you got to see how wonderful you really are."

"It's just hard for me.", Jungkook frowns slightly, wounded at the thought of disappointing you.

"Then let me show you.", you press your lips tenderly against his once again. But it doesn't take long before your lips grow more insistent. Tongue prodding along his soft lips.

Jungkook's hands slide up the side of your thighs, lifting the fabric of your dress, leaving goosebumps along your skin. "The dress looks wonderful on you.", he says between kisses. By this time your kisses trail lower, along his sharp jawline, slender neck, down to his collarbones and he sighs.

"I never expected you to be a top babe.", he whispers from beneath you and you freeze, your entire face going red. "Don't go shy on me now.", he grips your hips and turns both of you over, changing positions, with him hovering over you and your back flush on the mattress.

He moves his hand to the back of your dress to lower the zipper next and after successfully opening it, he tosses the dress away. Jungkook's eyes wander over the sight of you in your lacy lingerie set, his eyes starry, an unabashed hunger hidden behind the softness. He waits no further and unhooks your bra, letting the straps slide off your arms and tosses it aside in a blink.

You are not sure what to do with your hands and wrap your arms around Jungkook's neck, pulling him closer. You needed him to touch you. "You are so fucking beautiful.", he mumbles as if in a daze, hands coming up to your chest, large fingers squeezing around your boobs.

"So are you.", you half mumble, half moan, causing him to laugh as you grip his shirt next, urging him to tug it off.

"You really do lust after my body, don't you?", he says with amusement in his eyes, tugging his shirt off as your eyes shamelessly roam his body. “Not my fault you are hot as fuck.” You grin, eyes hooded. He lets you have your fun while he gets up and removes his sweatpants. He comes back on top of you in his boxer briefs, hard cock bulging inside the fabric, and you lick your lips at the view.

Jungkook gives you a knowing look, confidence oozing off of him and your eyes drink it all up eagerly. His lips latch back onto your skin as he sucks and bites at your collarbones, leaving behind marks and moves lower towards your chest. He moves lower and licks along your left nipple and blows at it. “God, Jungkook” you moan, eyes shut tight while your hands grip his hair, pushing him into your chest, wanting more and you shiver at the sensation.

“That's my girl. Sing my name baby. Tonight I am your God.” He finally takes the hardened bud in his mouth, sucking hard while fondling the other in his large hands and you let out another loud moan, pulling at his silky raven strands. You can feel him smirking against your boobs but you can't seem to stop the sounds coming from your mouth as he continues his ministrations. Jungkook lowers his hand and slides it against your lower stomach and you whine.

It's funny how one minute you were talking so seriously, both of you crying as Jungkook revealed not what he felt for you but what he felt for himself. And now he was on top of you, both completely naked as he slides your soaked panties down your legs. You are so turned on that you don't even know what to do with yourself, except moaning his name like a mantra. “Tell me you want me y/n.” He husks out the words, eyes straight at your face while his fingers graze along your dripping folds, pussy throbbing with need. He merely touches your clit, before deliberately moving his finger away, massaging around your entrance.

“Fuck, Jungkook… please ahh..” You moan with want, hooded eyes barely open. “Please what?” Jungkook drones, determined. You are so needy, you don't care at this point. “I want you Jungkook…lord, I want you. Please. Touch me” your hoarse voice, along with your pleas, do something to Jungkook. His lips wrap around your nipple like a starved man while two of his fingers thrust deep inside your pussy in one clean motion. “God, you are dripping.” Your resulting moan is so loud, you are sure the whole house hears you. But you cannot bring yourself to care. Not right now when Jeon fucking Jungkook worships you like a goddess, his fingers thrusting back and forth inside you at a rhythmic pace that makes you see stars. You squeeze your thighs at the sensation.

His fingers are relentless, moving in and out in perfect tandem with his lips sucking your nipples, exchanging between the two, tongue flicking the bud before biting down on it and repeating the actions all over again. His eyes meanwhile stay fixed on your face, taking in your expressions of ecstasy with fascination. Your hooded eyes, swollen lips shaped in an ‘o’ as you keep moaning his name, face flushed with ecstasy, back arched into him. The otherwise silent room resonates with squelching sounds as his fingers keep thrusting at a gratifying pace, your juices dripping down his palm. He could come just at the view. It was like he was in heaven.

“Mm.. I'm.. shit. Jungkook – I'm gonna..” Jungkook doesn't wait for you to complete, his thumb immediately finds your clit and he rubs around the bud at a lilting pace. “Not until I'm inside you” he growls, and just as abruptly he is taking his fingers right out. “Jungkook!” You immediately whine at the loss, while the said man looks at your needy form with a satisfied smirk, his dripping wet fingers now inside his mouth as he sucks each digit dry of your essence. Eyes closing, Jungkook groans at the taste as if he was a starving man who was just presented with the sweetest ambrosia.

“Fuck me.” You let out in a daze, eyes fixed at his lips that were busy sucking his fingers dry. You are too impatient though and your small hand wraps around his throbbing hard cock over his boxers. You give it a gentle squeeze and Jungkook doubles down, the resulting groan nothing short of predatory.

When he looks back up at you, you know he is ready to ruin you. Eyes dark and hooded, tongue licking his lips, Jungkook pulls back slightly only to take off his boxers, freeing his huge cock from its confines, and he's back to hovering over you in a blink.

Jeon Jungkook's cock is just as beautiful as the rest of him and you stare at it in awe. He is big and fucking hard, the tip throbbing an edible red, beads of precum collecting beneath it. You lick your lips at the sight. Jungkook fails to notice nothing and his next words break your reverie. “You can have a taste later, baby. But I need to be inside you. Right now.”

One of his hands parts your thighs, making space for him, while the other holds onto the base of his cock as he lines it with the entrance of your pussy. You wait with bated breath, arms immediately wrapping around Jungkook. And it feels like an eternity later when he finally pushes inside, the tip barely inside and you already feel the stretch, groaning at the feeling, eyes shut tight. It's as if Jungkook reads your mind. “Fuck baby, you are tight. Relax for me.” The next moment his lips are on yours, and he kisses you so tenderly, eyes soft as if you were a porcelain doll. You become lost at the moment, and that's when you feel it.

Jungkook pushes his cock inside in one clean thrust, his entire length resting inside your wet pussy. “J-Jungkook!” You garble, pussy walls involuntarily squeezing around his cock and Jungkook lets out a guttural groan. “Fuck, y/n.. I won't last if you do that.” You can already feel the sparks of pleasure slowly spreading along your body and you look into his eyes, pleading for more. “Baby.. please.”

Jungkook's hips slam back into yours, skin slapping skin. You press your nails into his back at the sensation, pulling him as close to you as you can and he groans in pleasure. He builds a slow rhythm, however the pace keeps growing until Jungkook is slamming into you with hunger, hitting that one spot inside you that makes you see fucking stars. “Lord!...Ahh- don't stop. Jungkook.. d-dont stopp–”

“Yeah, baby? You're gonna come for me?” Your words only manage to egg him on as Jungkook thrusts inside you harder, the bed rattling at the movement. Neither of you seemed to care though. “Tell me who's making you moan like the filthy little girl you are. Say it” Jungkook growls between taking harsh breaths and groans of pleasure, carding his fingers through the hair at the nape of your neck.

"Jungkook, ahh! You are", you pant, legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He lets out a moan, pushing his hips against yours as you arch your back into his touch, meeting each of his thrusts with one of your own. Faster as you near your end. “Come for me, my love.” He groans, surprisingly soft compared to his hip movements. One last harsh slam and you can feel yourself letting go, head thrown back in pleasure. “Jungkook! Ahh!”

He follows closely behind as your pussy clamps down on his throbbing cock like a vice. A shiver racks down his spine, and he is kissing you intensely the next moment, effectively lowering both your moans of ecstasy as he comes deep inside you,  moaning into the kiss. You are both breathless and panting, chest to chest as you finally open your eyes, and he's already looking at you with a cheeky smile while you both ride out your high.

Jungkook peppers kisses all over your face before lifting himself and lies down beside you, still facing your side. You are not sure how long you both lie in the comfort of the dark, the surroundings silent now that both of your moans don't fill the room, before you decide to speak up.

"Don't run from me again.", you say quietly. "I need you to confront me properly for the problems we have in the future."

"Future?", Jungkook wonders aloud.

You smile softly at that, twisting a lock of his raven hair around your fingers. "That is if you let us have one.", Jungkook quiets at that.

"I know how you feel about yourself, but I want you to tell me what you want. Not what you think I want or need. Be honest, Jungkook. And if that involves being with me, I'll be with you every step of the way.", you promise him, brushing his cheek and caressing his skin. "You say the word and I'll stay. Just know that, even if you don't want to be with me, I'll always be here. As a friend.", Jungkook's eyes soften at that.

"I want you. I want to be with you.", you grin at that, pressing your lips softly against his. You snuggle into his chest, inhaling his familiar scent with a deep sigh, enjoying the feeling of his skin against yours as he wraps his arms around you.

His fingers thread into your hair, softly massaging your scalp as he plays with the locks interwoven with his fingers. "Are you sure about this? About us?", he pauses. "About me?"

"I've never been more sure.", you confirm.

"You used to hate me, you know. I annoyed you.", Jungkook reminds you.

"You still annoy me.", you say cheekily.

"Then why do you want me?"

"Because I want every part of you, the good and the bad. I want the annoying and the empathetic. I don't want you to be perfect Jungkook. I just want you to be you. I wouldn't change a single thing.", Jungkook smiles at that.

"I'm sure about you too.", he whispers in your ear and you shiver.

Jungkook notices and hovers above you, looking at you intensely.

"Round two?", he asks with blown out eyes. You raise a brow before he's kissing you again.

—

The morning always brings new hopes for you. The sweet pleasant sunlight, the ringing melody of the early birds, the soft serene kisses of the wind, and the occasional horns from the passing cars. The quiddity is not lost on you. Sighing, you put the steaming coffee pot out of the coffee maker and onto the mat placed over the counter. Not your pot. Not your mat. Not even your counter. Hell, it wasn't even your home. But you don't regret a thing. Last night's events kept repeating in your mind, bringing a giddy smile to your lips.

Just as you are about to close the lid of a cookie jar that you hardly managed to bring down from the very top shelf without breaking it, you heard him.

"Good morning.", Jungkook wished in his deep coarse sleepy voice.

As you are about to turn around, two strong yet warm arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close to his firm chest. He is not wearing a shirt, you notice. You sigh and close your eyes.

Jungkook puts his face on the hollow of your neck. He's busy sniffing and nibbling on the soft skin on your neck. He sucks and bites, leaving behind a wet trail on your skin that sends quivers all over your body.

Too numb to free yourself from his sweet embrace, you give in. Taking it as a hint, Jungkook turns you around in a flick. He doesn't take a moment to breathe and in a blink his lips are over yours, claiming your mouth, devouring you.

Never breaking the kiss, his hands move lower to the base of your shirt, his shirt that you wore after getting out of bed with a pair of his clean boxers that look like shorts on you. One of his hands is placed on your back, steadying you while the other is on the waistline of your shorts while your hands are entwined around his neck.

"I fucking knew it!", you quickly jerk away from Jungkook at the noise to notice Taehyung standing there with a cheeky smile. Your entire face goes red. How could you forget about the others? You are so embarrassed that you stand in place frozen, your body going hot.

One by one, everyone starts entering the dining space in front of the kitchen and Jungkook lets out an irritated huff.

"Why are you fucking shouting so early in the morning?", Yoongi glares at Taehyung.

"Jungkook and Y/n had their tongues shoved down each other's throats. I think that's reason enough.", Taehyung lets out a boxy grin.

“Not like we didn't hear you two going at it for hours last night. These walls are thin.” Yoongi groans, and your face goes a darker shade of fuchsia, while Jungkook merely shrugs, directing a cheeky smirk right at you.

"Really? You guys couldn't have waited another month?", Hoseok pouts.

"Come on guys pay up.", Taehyung states.

"What?", you finally squeak.

"Me, Jimin and Tae made a bet on how long it would take for you two to finally be together. Jimin said it would be while we were out of town for the interview, Tae said it would be immediately after we returned and I said after a month. Apparently, Tae won.", Hoseok says, shaking his head.

"What the fuck?", Jungkook says incredulously and everybody bursts out laughing.

"Are we still on for the bike ride today?", Jimin teases.

"Absolutely not. I'm the only one she can ride bikes with.", Jungkook huffs wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer while you almost melt at his cuteness.

—

It's almost a year later and you are currently walking through the same cemetery that you met Jungkook at, after visiting gran's grave which was placed beside your parents'. He passed away a few months back in a heart attack while he was sleeping on the armchair with granny's photo. You were devastated for weeks and Jungkook was there with you the entire time.

He's walking beside you, his arms wrapped around your waist. There's a bouquet of white lilies in your hand as Jungkook brings you to his mother's grave.

"I'm glad I met you here that day.", Jungkook says, looking at you with a content smile.

"I love you.", you look at Jungkook's eyes. The man you wished would disappear from the face of earth, a few months ago. The man whom all the girls on this planet want but will never have. The man who creates earthquake on stage and keeps everybody on their toes, off stage. The man who is ruthless to everyone except his bandmates. The man who still cries in your arms at night. The man who is as tender as the first snowfall and hides it behind the hard mask of his draconian duality. The man who kisses you like the world begins and ends with you. And lastly, the man you are irrevocably in love with, who loves you back just as much.

Pair: Stranger yoongi × f reader

Summary: Ember; a place that brings back memories, a place that you hold close to your heart, a place you don't wanna return to. What happens when Min Yoongi is involved in the mix? Will your life change for the better or worse?

Genre: too much angst (sorry not sorry), fluff, loads of pining aaaaaa, somewhat of a first sight love (or not?), strangers to friends to lovers, maybe a bit of enemies to lovers as well? Lmao idk.

Warnings: angst, trauma, too many emotional ups and downs, intense familial drama, mentions of death, too many flower imageries, jimin being the sweetest best friend, also the name Ahnjong means peace. Will add more once i remember :)

Word count: 21.5k

Notes: this is my first ff post here, hope you guys like it aaaa. All sorts of feedbacks are welcome. Also let me know if you guys would like a smutty afterthought to this. Xoxo.

hi guys it’s been a minute since i posted it’s been hectic i recently got a promotion so that’s been taking up my time but here’s another list of my favourite yoongi fics honestly reading them was so much fun and made me feel happy so i hope you enjoy them as much as i did. remember to please show lots of love and support to these incredible authors and creators and their blogs, don’t forget to give them a follow , leave a heart, reblog or leave a kind message i know they will appreciate hearing from you, these fics contain smut so no minors interact feel free to send and share any fics you are currently into and would like to share with me i would love hearing from you guys

a- angst s- smut f- fluff

series

love lockdown by @personasintro f s a (enemies to lovers zombie apocalypse)

belong by @ahundredtimesover f s a (exes au basketball yoongi summer love au)

in the margins by @bonvoyagenoona f s a (enemies to friends to lovers slow burn)

look down on me like that by @here2bbtstrash s a (enemies/coworkers to lovers slow burn)

andante cantabile by @kkulfm-2 f s (regency au unrequited love slow enemies to lovers pianist yoongi)