Could you please pls pls do a drabble with Jealous Jungwon 🙏🙏🙏
thank you for being my first req! ur wish is my command (i apologize in advance)~
WARNING : content contains (dark) suggestive content + SMUT. read at your own risk.
miss me? , yang jungwon ⁀➴
[synopsis - inspired by fwb jungwon series!] after a fight over a “meaningless” kiss shared between you both as close childhood friends, jungwon had fled the city for a few days. coming back earlier than scheduled, he finds you unexpectedly cozy with his best friend/roommate at a party. the look on your face was disgustingly sweet— did you even miss him?
“you’re back already?” jay greeted him, clearly a little drunk from all of the beer sprawled across the table.
“mmm. i didn’t realize you were throwing another party” jungwon bent over to grab a closed bottle, “i’ll just have a drink and leave.”
the house was loud, and there were probably hundreds of people there that he couldn’t recognize by name alone. the only thing he really disliked about the parties jay threw were how disorderly they appeared. jungwon hated giving people the wrong impression. “jeez hyung,” jungwon took a sip, “who even is here?”
“everyone!” jake giggled excitedly. all of the guys looked like monsters in comparison to the magnetic, cheerful sim jaeyun. “c’mon guys… let’s go hang out with some people other than each other.” he rolled his eyes.
“i don’t want to.” sunghoon sighed, tossing a bottle into a bin. “this disgusts me. i’ll be in my room.”
“just tell ur girlfriend to come here,” riki laughed, speaking to basically no one as sunghoon disappears from eyeshot into a dark hallway.
jake tugged on jungwon’s arm. “let’s have fun pleasee. ur my last hope.” jungwon hated to admit that his puppy dog-eyes amused him a little.
“where’s heeseung hyungie?” jungwon asked, looking around the carousel of people passing by them one by one.
jake squinted to retrace his memory. “oh! i think y/n came and he wanted to keep an eye on her.”
the loud music stilled entirely in jungwon’s ear. he had been thinking about u since the moment he had left. the kiss u shared. how u both acted like nothing happened— like it didn’t matter. the fight that got in between the two of you because of it. how much he missed ur face all those days he was away.
he didn’t have any right to be mad at u for coming to the party. regardless, he was. and that feeling began to suffocate him more and more by the second.
“she’s here?” jungwon took another sip of beer, longer than all of his previous ones, surprised.
“mhm. she said hi to us then went to walk around with heeseung.” jake recognized the concerned look on jungwon’s face. “do you wanna look for her?”
even though jake never said it out loud, he knew jungwon had feelings for you. it was painfully obvious.
“she doesn’t even know i’m back.” jungwon finished the bottle, the alcohol numbing the burn he felt in his heart. “did she even ask about me?”
jake looked down and shook his head slightly. “let’s go.”
jungwon followed jake’s pull of the arm, his mind racing a mile a minute and any happiness he had carried walking in completely vanishing. honestly, if he had drank anymore he couldn’t mask the emotions he was feeling right now. she didn’t care about him, huh? why was she even here in the first place? why was she spending time with heeseung, his oldest friend? it didn’t make any sense.
again, he didn’t have any right to be angry. he knew that you both shared feelings for one another, he just couldn’t bare to face that reality now— or ever.
before he knew it he was bumping into people, but they didn’t matter. none of them had your face. your smell. your body.
his eyes felt hopeless.
“they’re down there!” jake cut through jungwon’s thoughts, pointing down under the staircase where both you and heeseung sat.
you looked beautiful. i mean you always looked beautiful but the fact that days had gone by without seeing the real you—not just instagram photos through a screen— made ur appearance even more captivating. that face which had been haunting him since the day he met you.
but then, he saw heeseung too.
your legs were sprawled on top of his on the couch. to anyone else, this would seem much, much, more than just "friendly". cute even. you were laughing at whatever bullshit he was saying, and he was touching your hair with his fingers playfully. you both shared the same red flush on ur cheeks.
jungwon recognized the look in heeseung’s eye. it wasn’t as innocent as yours. it was deliberate.
he felt like he was going to throw up.
“jungwon?” jake asked, recognizing the way his expression had darkened to an even more worrying shade than when he had initially mentioned heeseung and you.
jungwon shrugged jake off and started going down the stairs, as if his body was pulling him to u before his head could.
you still hadn’t realized he was there. did you just not care? did u forget about him? did all those years just mean nothing?
jungwon walked over to the couch, earning concerned and annoyed looks from those at the party he had pushed past.
he could clearly hear your voice now. that laugh. as if it was taunting him.
he saw heeseung touch the side of your thigh, laughing as well, just playing it off.
that was enough.
jungwon took a few strides, unmistakably making his presence known now.
“jungwon?” you looked up, the smile dropping from your face immediately.
heeseung’s hand dropped from your hair and legs as he turned his head around to face jungwon. though, he didn’t move— provoking him.
“miss me?” jungwon mocked. he was clearly angry. his eyes said it all.
“jungwonnie~” heeseung smiled, getting up off the couch to greet him. the seconds that went by felt painful. he pulled him in for a hug but jungwon’s arms stayed to his sides. “back so soon?”
you stood up too now, suddenly anxious. you hadn’t anticipated jungwon to be here. if you had known, you wouldn’t have come to begin with.
“do you wanna drink with us?” heeseung pulled away, grabbing a bottle of liquor from the table.
you recognized that look on jungwon’s face more than anything else.
he was jealous.
it made no sense. you didn’t owe him anything. you were single. you could do whatever you wanted, and it wasn’t like you and heeseung were even doing anything, right?
jungwon looked at you. why do you look so guilty? he scoffed, annoyed.
“no, i’ve had enough to drink tonight.” jungwon’s eyes met heeseung’s again. “i think i’m just gonna take y/n home.”
this angered you even further. you took a step towards them, behind heeseung. “i didn’t ask you to.” you said calmly, not satisfying his need for a reaction. jungwon wanted u bothered, right? you could push those feelings down easily...
the corner of jungwon’s lip curved up, taking your wrist in his hand. he hated the way you stood behind heeseung as if you were his instead. “you’ve clearly had enough fun.”
heeseung wanted to protest, but he didn’t. he had pushed jungwon enough for today. the look in hiss face screamed the fact that it wasn’t worth it. he wouldn’t let you go anyway. “i’ll see you tonight when your back then.” he smiled, “come again y/n”
you bit back your words as jungwon dragged you out of the party. he guided you in a way that no one even got close enough to touch you both, which only upset you more. who the hell did he think he was? your dad?
after walking far enough outside from everyone the frustration began to spill out of u.
“what was that?”
“jungwon?” you pulled on your wrist but he wouldn’t budge, “let go of me.”
he didn’t say a word, even refusing to look at you as he opened the passenger door to his car.
“are you fucking serious? why are you treating me like a child?” your wrist was hurting now from all the pulling, and a lump began to form in your throat.
he pulled you into the car and shut the door as if u weighed nothing, getting into the driver’s seat without another word. he started the car and began to drive.
the audacity horrified you.
“what the fuck is wrong with you? why did you do that? it’s barely 11 o clock and your forcing me to go home?”
your voice rang in his ears but he didn’t stop. irritation continued to build more and more inside of him.
“you have no right.”
jungwon looked at you then, then looked back at the road. just a few more minutes
“did you hear me? jungwon?” your throat started to burn now. “you’re being so fucking immature. it’s one party. it’s not like i’m too drunk to function.”
jungwon pulled into the driveway of your dorm, parking silently. he turned towards you, your eyes never meeting, and unbuckled your seatbelt.
“don’t touch me.” you said quickly, furthering yourself from him. you got out of the car and began to walk, hearing him shut the car doors and follow you.
were you losing it or something? was tonight a dream? this wasn’t playful banter anymore.
no, that kiss had made everything real now.
“can you fucking say something?” you turned around again after jungwon had locked the door behind him.
he faced you now, his eyes finally meeting yours. god, why did he look like that? so perfect, so tired, so angry.
jungwon took a step towards you, “why were you there tonight?” his voice was low, but sure of itself nonetheless. ur heart beat faster.
“i wanted to go. why does it matter?” he was in front of you now, so you were practically forced to look up at him. you despised how much power he had over you at this moment, regretting the drinks u had and how weak you were in comparison.
“don’t be like that.” jungwon said, stern. “we argue, i leave, and you’re there. at my fucking house with my fucking friend like you don’t care at all? what would everyone there think? what the fuck am i supposed to think?”
your eyes widened. what? you were the bad guy now?
“you have no right to be upset.”
jungwon held onto the side of your shoulder, his fingers dripping with possession. “i have every right. i just spent the past few days driving myself crazy over the thought of you. alone. all by myself.” your heart squeezed, beating with an even more rapid pace now. “while you were here, in seoul— with him. showing off like you both are in some kind of sick relationship. if i’m not around that’s just how u act? huh?”
you scoffed. “how i act? we had a drink jungwon. that’s it. god, you weren’t even supposed to be there.”
his brows furrowed even deeper, getting angrier by the minute. “are you fucking serious? so how far would things have gone if i wasn’t there?”
you turned your head bitterly, not even daring to look at him.
“you were all fucking over him, y/n. laughing.” jungwon took your face in his hands forcing u to look up at him again. “do i really mean that little to you?”
the words hit you harshly. how could he say that? did he know how much you missed him these few days? you couldn’t get the fight out of ur head. was it seriously all just your fault?
“we’re friends, jungwon.” you ignored the thoughts and tried to pull out of his grasp but it was no use.
“and heeseung?” he looked for a response in your face but ur expression remained blank. “do you have feelings for him?”
“you’re being ridiculous.” you struggled. “let go of me.”
“i won’t. you’re just gonna run to someone else instead, right?” jungwon held onto you a little tighter. “he’s good looking huh?” jealousy consumed him. “tell me the truth right now. do you have feelings for him?”
you couldn’t move anymore, completely defeated.
“do you even know the way you make me feel?” jungwon asked, breathlessly looking into you. your stomach fluttered. “i don’t wanna see you with him. i don’t want to see you with anyone.”
his arms were too strong. the black tank top he was wearing showcased it— along with his delicate skin and masculine figure. you were practically melting into him.
“it makes me sick.” jungwon closed his eyes for one long pause. his emotions were obviously more than just pure jealousy, and that overwhelmed him. this unfamiliar feeling was way too much. and the worst part was that he couldn’t even find the words to express it.
“jungwon..” you said softly, the guilt rushing in.
“do you know how much i thought of you while i was gone? do you know how bad i felt? i kept looking at your pictures. i knew i didn’t even deserve to text you so i didn’t, y/n.” jungwon’s grip softened. “i missed you so much. but u just don’t care.”
he looked so beautiful.
“i can’t even think about anything or anyone else. i hate this.”
“jungwon.” you brought your hand to his face, his bangs flowing lightly above his eyes. you loved him like this. so raw, so frantic. “i’m sorry..”
a spark of hope flashed across his face. “tell me you don’t like him,” he breathed out. “tell me you only want me.”
you were completely and utterly dazed. it was as if he was hypnotizing you with his pleading.
“i don’t want him..” you gasped, “just you, wonnie—”
you were silenced by his mouth crashing onto yours. his hands found your hips, gripping them tightly and pressing your body against his own. he kissed you hungrily, as if he needed you in order to breathe. rough and messy. you both stumbled towards the bedroom in a frenzy.
your fingers found his hair as he laid you down on the bed, pressing each other’s faces even closer. you could taste the beer on his breath, and the resentment on his lips.
he got rougher as the minutes went by; his fingers seeping deeper into your skin and his tongue getting deeper in your mouth. this felt entirely different than the first time you had kissed.
it felt desperate.
he tugged on your skirt, harshly brushing the side of your leg that heeseung had touched. that feeling of anger still seethed within him. he broke the kiss and moved onto your neck, recklessly leaving bruises as you struggled to bite back your moans.
“jungwon..” you begged.
he didn’t stop, and you could feel your neck getting covered by hickeys as he moved faster. you pulled on his hair again, attempting to numb the pain.
this was wrong. so wrong. you both aren’t meant to have each other this way. it was the one rule that clouded both of ur minds all these years.
and as the minutes went by, it was going way too far.
he began to lift your tank top, your stomach showing. he looked up at you, meeting your eyes once again. you were too tempting. any sense of rationality he had flew out the window the second he saw you with him.
“tell me you missed me..” he sucked on the skin of your stomach now, teasing. “you’re so beautiful..”
you bit your lip in response. it was too much.
“you’re mine y/n.” you could already see the bruises forming on your stomach as he tugged on your skirt again, this time pulling it off.
he could see the damp cloth in between your legs, blood pumping through him vigorously as well. he couldn’t even think straight anymore, pulling his sweats down in response.
“i missed you jungwon..” you looked down at him, his hands pinning yours down. “i’m yours.”
your submission caused him to groan— loudly. you were always so bratty. so bossy. so frustrating. it was maddening that he had to have you like this for you to finally listen to him,
though jungwon wasn’t exactly complaining.
he moved up to kiss you again, his hardness pressing up against ur sensitive core, sending a shiver down the spine. was this really happening?
you moved your hands to press up against him but he just took them again, interlocking your fingers and holding them against the bedsheets. jungwon drove his hips into u causing a moan to escape from him, breaking the kiss briefly. he kissed you again, grinding rapidly like an animal. the moans were suffocated by kissing, and the feeling was quickly becoming exorbitant.
“don’t touch anyone else…” he breathed out in between kisses. “not when i make you feel this good.”
the words quivered out of his throat, and he himself felt as though he was getting too close.
“please-” he breathed out a little, shuddering. "i touched myself thinking of you the entire time i was gone..."
you gripped his hair again. all you wanted to do was make him feel good.
u reached down to your underwear and began to pull them off when a hand stopped you. “y/n…” jungwon looked you in the eyes. “if you do that i won’t be able to stop.”
a small smile tugged at your mouth before you kissed him again.
you looked so perfect. all bruised up. all his.
he pushed your underwear to the side, brushing his fingers against your folds causing you to gasp a little. forcing himself to hold back, jungwon’s moans overpowered yours nevertheless.
he kissed you softly as he slid a finger inside of you, the tightness causing you both to gasp. he had been enjoying this even more than u did, clenching around him— completely lost.
jungwon rubbed your clit, causing u to stop kissing back and bite your bottom lip instead. you were so sore it hurt, but the feeling of release undeniably kept building inside of u.
frustrated, he moves his finger even deeper inside, getting rougher. “i want to hear your voice, please…” he begs pathetically, grinding his hips up against the mattress to get any sense of relief.
you blink hard, breathing loudly as he adds another finger inside, causing you to moan into his ear. so responsive. he smiles a bit, moving inside of u. he felt that u were close. “jungwon!” you pushed his shoulders a little but it was so use.
“you can’t take it?” he asks, taking your lips in his mouth once again.
“let me make you feel good..” you breathe out, “wonnie please.”
he doesn’t object. he physically couldn’t. he was even close to pathetically cumming untouched against the bed.
jungwon’s fingers slid out of you softly. he brought them up to his face and then into his mouth, looking at you as he licked them clean. ur eyes widen at the dirty motion, speechless at how the boy you met as little kid could act this way in front of you now.
he pulled down his underwear with his free hand, kissing you again so you could taste yourself on his mouth. feeling how hard he was fully bare now, a gasp escapes your lips.
honestly the pure thought of this had always terrified you. and you had thought about it—with jungwon specifically—a lot.
he couldn’t wait anymore, bringing his hands down to himself, rubbing it against your wet folds roughly. pre-cum dripped from him, and just thinking about having sex with u was bound to make him cum at any moment now.
he kissed you again, slower this time, and he pressed up against your entrance.
“i love you, y/n..” he whispers, moaning the second he pushes inside of you.
you couldn’t even speak anymore, choking at how both painful and pleasurable this indescribable feeling was.
you felt so tight around him that he rolled his eyes back, attempting to hold onto the mattress as much as he could so he wouldn’t hurt you. he moaned louder as he moved in and out of you, mindlessly moving his body now.
hearing jungwon’s noises only made you closer. and he could feel you clench around him. “y/n…” he went faster, “am i doing good?”
you clenched your fists, causing him to take your hands himself. you nodded rapidly, unable to speak. jungwon covered your eyes with his free hand, going all the way inside of you.
you pant loudly, the confusion building in your core. “shhh,” he yelps. “you’re all mine. no one else can have you like this, right y/n? i love you. you make me feel so— f-fucking good..”
his words are too much and you completely let go. the feeling of u tightening around him forces jungwon to come undone as well, deafening moans filling the empty room. he loves hearing you so much. ill do this forever from now on...
jungwon couldn’t help but beam with pride looking down at you. bruises from his lips and touch, his cum endlessly dripping out of you.
you were all fucking his— no matter what.
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notes: guys im not exaggerating when I say it took me soooo long to write this even tho the editing and storyline is a bit rough😓. this is my first request so I apologize if it wasn't exactly what u wanted length/material wise. i was literally studying tiktoks, content, his lives, etc. to really evoke jealous jungwon since i love that side of him so much. my content is a bit dark so it was hard to mix the two feelings which is why its a bit confusing lol. im not super happy with it cuz its kind of a mess but i hope u guys enjoy this and ty ty to this anon for requesting! (side note: did anyone notice lost promises sunghoon make a cameo hehehe)
