Summary: Jungkook, a mere sailor, crosses paths with a mermaid. Forced to work together, they must navigate a world where her kind are the hunted, and his are the hunters. Will they bridge the deadly divide, or will the law of the tides destroy them both?
Genre/Tags: fantasy au, adventure, romance, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, romance, slow burn, angst, fluff.
Word Count: 15.7k (so far)
Warnings: mature language, violence, physical injury, captivity, kidnapping, trauma, alcohol consumption (will update as I go along)
Notes: saw this edit on TikTok of sailor Jungkook with Candyman as the audio and inspiration struck so hard, soo... first fic, hope you like it :D
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I'll Never Leave Your Side || A Jeon Jungkook Oneshot
Pairing: Yandere Jungkook x obsessed Y/n
Warning: obsessed, threat, k'lls, smut
Summary: You love him, You were there for him, you never left his side and you will make sure that you'll be the one who will stick with him till the end
"You cannot leave."
"Get out of my way."
"No!! You're not leaving, you're not leaving me!!" Blocking his way. His eyes darken, he cannot deal with this right now. He needs to leave. He has to leave.
"Get out of my way Y/n." Warning you as he tried to walk pass.
You extended your hand both sides making him even more angry as he already is, he poked his inner cheek and walked past you. You grabbed his hand stopping him on his truck.
"You cannot leave, you're not leaving me, you will stay here." You glanced at him and stood by your words and didn't let go of him.
You groan as he forcefully removed your hand from his arm and turned his face around from you. Both arms wrapped around his waist trying your best to stopped him by hugging him from the back.
"Why?, why are you leaving me. I the one who stood by you, I'm the one who been here from the start. I'm the one who knows you better than anyone else. I was already here before her so why can't you chose me!!." Tears screaming down your cheeks.
"Let go, Y/n." His voice were firm. He's done playing this game. He pushed your hand away from him.
"I'm your fiance!! Why and how could you cheat on me with her!! Am I not enough?! Is she good in bed?!, does she suck your d'ck better than me?! Why?! Why her?! Am I not enough for you?!." Confronting him finally.
"Do you think I would cheat on you if you are enough?." Jungkook responded to your question.
"But why her?, I'm more and way better than her. I am the one who stood by you. I never left your side when she left you . I made a fool of myself just for you!! Why is it so fucking hard to love you!!." You cried Infront of him almost begging him on your knees
"I never asked you to love me". He replied.
"And I never asked you to hurt me this way." Falling on your knees crying as you watch him turn his heels on you and never looked back.
Holding your chest as you felt the pain so deep in your heart. Looking at the ring on your finger and cries. "It's me, it Is me who everyone wanted and it should be me."
"Jungkook."
The man looked as his father who just called out his name searching for reasons why he suddenly wanted to talk to him.
"I heard what happened last night, Y/n told us. You know you're forbidden to met that girl again." His father said.
"As I had guess, she will always try to find support from you and of course you would." The young man replied to his father.
"You're marrying Y/n, you're already old enough to know what should be done and not be done. You already know what's right and wrong." -Mr.Jeon
"You mean to your business? Of course. You cannot possibly like Ella for me since she wasn't born in weather like what you're craving for right father?." Jungkook smirk seeing his father lose his patients.
"You better watch your words young man, I bring you to this world, remember that."
"Something that I never asked you to do."
"Don't ask so tough now Jungkook, I'm the one who's covering everything that you've done, do you really think she can still love you after knowing you were the one who's behind the disappearance of those people in her life?." His father warning.
"You wouldn't do that or else you would lose your son."
"Try me, young man. Now go to your fiance and apologize."
"It's on you, if you want to continue the wedding then let's do it, if not then you'll be the one who'll find ways to stop it. I'm out of it." You said to his face.
"You literally told everything toy father and now you're acting like this as if I have a choice?." Jungkook chuckles hearing such a ridiculous thing from you.
"Just like I said it's on you." Turning your head away from him and he suddenly grabbed your hand and pin you on the wall his other hand wrapped around your neck, as he puff on his cigarettes.
"Are you playing with me right now?" He looked so pissed off, he came here to apologize and now you're doing something that he couldn't predict.
"I hate it when you play like this Y/n, it unpredictable, you've been acting as if you're the most obsesses person on this planet and now you're acting like you don't care?" Chuckles "dangerous."
He let go of you, you started choking after air finally open it passage through your throat, looking at him while holding your neck.
"You will make the decision, you know me , I know you. If you'll chose me, it should only be me, I don't wanna share."
Jungkook watch your figure disappear from his sight. Angrily throw the cigarettes and stepped on it. "F'ck!!"
Your eyes were close, your body couldn't feel anything anymore, he keeps pulling your hair as he keeps pounding on you from the back, you've lost count on how many times he comes.
It's your honeymoon but there is no sweetness, no enjoyment, no love, there's is no moon in the sky, it's all dark. Like a nightmare.
But you didn't care. You don't care about it as long as you can see him next to you. That's how fool you are and you know that.
"Fu'ck" Jungkook fall next to you, taking the handcuffs away from your wrist and throw it away. His lips couldn't help but to form a smirk seeing you all marked up by him.
"You're such a good wife, aren't you Mrs.Jeon?" His deep laugh gives you chill down your spine.
"You had so much fun with my body huh."
"Yes. If you will always be that behave, I might spare more time with you but of course I'm still Ella's you know that don't you?." Jungkook pat your head.
"That's the problem, then moment you told me you're marrying me, I had to take things on my hand, I told you I don't want share right."
Smiling at him as you stood up and open the door of your closet. Jungkook weakened, he felt his soul left his body seeing the woman he protected and loved l'felessly standing there.
"Don't worry I preserve it, I didn't k'll me her, it was her who did it, I just told her how you eliminate one by one her friends and family because you're so insane that you k'll'd those who get attention from her." You smirked
"She's so beautiful isn't she?, you should appreciate it, this frizzer is quite a fortune you know, it's my wedding gift for you my love" You kiss his cheek.
He grabbed you by you n'ck, you can see how his eyes were burning till he broke down and fell on the ground crying. Wrapping your arms around him and pat his back while Jungkook cried on your shoulder.
"I told you, I'm the who would never leave you. This is exactly what you are when she left you the first time remember. But for me I'll never leave your side My love."
Jungkook continue crying on your shoulder while comforted him.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Summary-> With an impending hurricane tailing your city's shore, your despair to seek shelter elsewhere was off the charts.
Fortunately for you, your brother's best friend had ample amount of space for you in his abode.
Unfortunately for you, he has just as much leeway in his heart, prompting you to consider, maybe the hurricane was a safer choice in the first place.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Pairing: Soft!Yandere Jeongguk x Reader
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Genre: Angst, Fluff, Yandere
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Warnings: Manipulation, Gas-lighting, stifling toxic relationship, dub con subtle touching, Jeongguk being a major red flag with no sense of boundaries , Jeongguk has a skewed moral compass.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Word count: 1.7k
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Disclaimer: This standalone piece delves into themes that may be triggering or dark in nature. It is important to note that the behaviors portrayed by Jungkook are purely fictional and do not reflect his real-life character. Reader discretion is advised. Minors are discouraged from engaging with this content. Remember, plagiarism is a serious offense.
“Copyright @sunshine-and-kookies 2024. All rights reserved. No translations permitted without explicit authorization.”
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Lugging your suitcase on the pristine white marble floor of the high-end complex, you briskly pace towards the elevator. Gingerly clicking the button to the topmost floor of the estate, you heave a sigh of relief. Navigating through the bustling streets of Seoul, especially on a busy Monday, has worn you out to the brink of exhaustion. The elevator dinged, prompting you to get inside.
The aftermath of the upheaval caused by the cyclone in your city forced you to abandon your dilapidated apartment building.
With a tear-stricken face and no roof over your head, you had to resort to calling your brother in the wee hours of dawn.
Long story short, you were to house with a colleague of his, Jeon Jeongguk, temporarily until your apartment was refurbished.
Wringing your wrists together, you mull over how to introduce yourself.
Talking to people was never your forte, and sharing a roof with a man to whom you would be forever indebted had you conjuring up greetings to make a good first impression.
Scrambling through the elevator vault, you trudge towards the large mahogany door of the penthouse, rapping your knuckles on it.
You could discern light footsteps sauntering towards the door.
With half a mind to turn around and beat a hasty retreat, your grip on the handle of the suitcase tightens.
The door opens, and the first thing you see is a mop of curled, disheveled, black locks before a face pops out.
Jeon Jeongguk was in a league of his own.
With shimmering dark doe eyes that turned into crescent moons at the sight of you, a tall, well-defined nose that scrunched endearingly, a jawline sculpted by Adonis himself, and lips so cushiony, that had you biting yours to stifle lunging at his for a taste.
Gaping like a fish out of the sea, you thrust your hand towards him and mutter a meek, "I'm Y/N. It is a pleasure to meet you."
He chortles.
Smacking your outstretched hand and pulling you into his embrace.
He holds you for a moment before bellowing with a charming grin, "Ah, Y/N, the pleasure is all mine. But I would rather you drop the formalities. Your brother and I are great friends after all."
"Of course. I'm just very grateful that you're letting me stay at your place on such short notice. I'm sorry for inconveniencing you."
With a playful twinkle in his eye, he quips, "Inconvenience? Darling, having you here is anything but. Trust me, it's not an inconvenience in the slightest."
You bashfully nod and murmur, "I'll try to stay out of your way as much as possible."
His smile fades instantly, his expression hardening as he retorts with a clenched jaw. "You staying out of my way? That's not why you're here, Y/N. I want you to feel comfortable, not like you have to tiptoe around."
You offer him a sheepish quirk of your lips, distracting him from his ire as he glances at the curve of your plush lips. His eyes darken the longer he stares.
Perturbed by the sudden attention, you let out a light cough, breaking him out of his reverie.
His hand finds purchase on the small of your back as he grabs hold of your luggage. Opening the door wider, his smile widens as he motions for you to enter. "Shall we?" he asks with a charismatic grin, his demeanor back to inviting and reassuring.
Without waiting for your response, he ushers you inside, his hand still curled around your waist, almost possessively.
He closes the door behind him, his gaze lingering on you for a moment too long before he speaks, "Make yourself comfortable, second door to the right. I'll get you something to drink."
Once he leaves you to settle in, you try to shake off the feeling of his intense, almost palpable gaze by entering your temporary bedroom and taking in your grand surroundings.
The bedroom exudes opulence at every turn. The walls are draped in expensive silk wallpaper, a deep shade of burgundy that exudes richness and warmth. Swathes of velvet curtains drape elegantly around the bed.
The bedding is a decadent ensemble of Egyptian cotton sheets, adorned with embroidered patterned motifs in gold thread, and a plush velvet duvet. A gleaming chandelier that hung from the ceiling added to the room's grandeur. The room was regal and lavish in every sense.
Unpacking the suitcase, you arrange your clothes in the walk-in wardrobe. Your hands unfurl your lace underwear, smoothing out the wrinkles left in their wake.
"What are you doing?"
A shriek escapes you as you hide your hands behind your back.
"N-Nothing."
"Y/n, I'm not going to repeat myself. You're living in my house now, and I'll have you know I will not appreciate you hiding anything from me."
Your lack of response prompts the irate man to grab your forearms before gripping whatever you were hiding from him.
He stills.
He clutches the offending item in his hand like his life depends on it.
You wanted the ground to swallow you instantly.
Mortified, you lurch towards him and take your panties back, eyeing him incredulously.
He quickly apologizes, cheeks flushing red. "I'm really sorry, Y/N," he says, his voice softening.
"I shouldn't have invaded your privacy like that." he says, though his tone lacks genuine remorse.
You accept the underwear with a wary look, your expression guarded. "Just... please don't do that again," you say, voice tinged with a mix of irritation and distrust.
He nods, feigning contrition as he tries to mask his growing arousal.
"Of course not," he assures you, biting back a grin, though a mischievous glint remains in his eyes.
"Anyways, freshen up, Y/N. I'm sure the travel must have been very taxing for you."
You nod hesitantly. "Sure, but please don't worry yourself preparing dinner. I'm already full."
"You don't get a choice, Y/N. What I say goes. No skipping meals under my watch."
You're about to protest, but he ushers you inside the washroom.
"Get in now. Don't forget your underwear this time." He jibes playfully.
The smile Jeongguk adorned slipped off the moment you closed the door.
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Living with Jeongguk entailed a lot of things.
He was as capricious as one could get.
He was sweet. Eliciting chuckles from you as you both do your laundry, feeding you strawberries as you sit on the kitchen counter watching him cook, and taking playful jibes at you as you both compete playing overwatch. He spoiled you, and you let him.
This was undoubtedly your first mistake.
What began as sweet gestures soon morphed into stifling control. He was overbearingly caring and fussy, ensuring you ate all your meals on time.
His overprotective nature was omnipresent as he made sure to drop and pick you up from college, glaring at anyone he deemed a threat to his "best friend's sister."
With each passing day, his grip tightened, his possessiveness growing like a creeping vine, wrapping around your life and choking out your independence.
He monitored your every move, criticizing your outfit choices, isolating you from your friends, and slowly making you depend solely on him. For entertainment, for affection, for food, and for shelter. Until your resolve broke.
You began to question, and push back against his control. But for every step you took towards freedom, he pulled you two steps back, manipulating your emotions with expert precision.
The sweetness of his gestures became tainted with manipulation, his spoiling ways a guise for his insidious intentions. You no longer wish to be the passive recipient of his spoiling ways.
"I'm not asking you for permission, Jeongguk. I'm telling you that I'm moving back to my place. It has been renovated, and there is no need for me to stay here anymore."
The weight of his gaze bore down on you as you hear him let out an indignant scoff. "That's cute."
You arch a brow, encouraging him to elaborate.
He grins. "It's cute you think you can leave whenever you please, baby." He hums contentedly, approaching you with a confident gait.
Your brow furrows at his dismissive response, a mixture of frustration and determination coursing through your veins. His words were like a slap in the face, a stark reminder of the power imbalance that had sullied your relationship.
But you refused to cower in the face of his arrogance, standing your ground as he closed the distance between you with a smug grin. His confidence radiated like a suffocating aura, but you refused to let it intimidate you.
Caught in his tight grasp, you struggled against his hold, feeling the pressure of his fingers like steel clamps on your arm.
"I won't let you go," he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness as he tightened his grip, refusing to release you from his grasp.
"Don't you get it, Y/N? You came here on your own volition, but you only leave on mine."
Thrashing against him, you realize the extent of his obsession. The one that has sucked you into perilous doom.
"I've known you're mine since the day I saw you drop Tae's lunch in the office. How naive of him to think I'll befriend him without an axe to grind."
Your eyebrows furrow at that.
"People like him are just pawns in my world. Pawns without an ounce of dignity. Why do you think brother dearest asked you to live with a colleague of his rather than his own house, that too in the face of adversity?"
Your eyes widen with disbelief as you still in his hold.
"Like I said baby, the only one you should rely on is me. I'll keep you safe."
He smirks as he sees the fight in you leave. A sense of resignation washing over you.
"Now be a good girl and kiss me."
Jeon Jeongguk was a lot of things.
He was charming, charismatic, and possessive to a fault.
But above all else, he was a master manipulator, skilled in the art of twisting words and emotions, tailored to suit his own desires.
You learned it the hard way.
The hurricane you escaped was a safer, more viable option than residing with this monster.
Part 2 “What Are We Doing?”
Pairing: Jungkook × Reader (Y/N)
Genre: Smut | Angst | Brother’s Best Friend | Secret Romance
Rating: 🔞 18+ (Mature Content)
The morning light streamed through the blinds, soft and golden, painting streaks across Jungkook’s bare back as he sat at the edge of the bed, pulling on his shirt.
You were still tangled in the sheets, body sore in the best ways, but your heart pounded with something other than desire now—reality.
“Jungkook...” you said softly.
He turned, hair messy, tattoos visible, eyes softer than you’d ever seen them. “Yeah?”
“What are we doing?”
He paused, looking at you like he wanted to say a hundred things but didn’t know where to start.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “But I don't regret last night.”
Your chest tightened. “Neither do I. But what if he finds out?”
He ran a hand through his hair. “Then I’ll deal with it. I’m not gonna pretend like I don’t want you, Y/N. I’ve wanted you for a long time.”
Your breath hitched. “Then why didn’t you ever say anything?”
“Because you’re my best friend’s little sister,” he said, voice low. “That used to mean ‘hands off.’ But now... now I don’t think I can pretend anymore.”
Silence.
The kind that buzzed in the air and made your stomach twist.
You nodded slowly. “So what happens now?”
He walked back over, leaned down, and kissed your forehead—gentle, unhurried. “We keep this just between us… for now. If that’s what you want.”
You hesitated—then nodded.
You wanted this. You wanted him.
A week later...
The secret burned deliciously behind every stolen glance, every brush of his hand when no one was looking. At your brother’s apartment, Jungkook acted like nothing had changed—but when your eyes met across the kitchen, you both knew.
“Hey, Y/N,” your brother called. “Can you hand me another beer?”
You walked past Jungkook, brushing your fingers along his as you grabbed the drink from the fridge.
He smirked behind his bottle, lips barely moving as he whispered, “You look good in that dress.”
Heat spreads through you instantly. You turned to leave—only to feel a sharp tug on your wrist.
He pulled you into the hallway when no one was watching, pressing you against the wall.
“You drive me crazy,” he whispered, lips brushing yours. “I swear I almost kissed you in front of him.”
You bit back a smile. “Would’ve made things real awkward.”
His hands slid down your waist, fingers gripping your thighs. “You think I care?”
“Jungkook,” you warned playfully. “He’s just in the other room.”
“Then stay quiet,” he growled, pushing your leg up around his waist.
And you did.You stayed quiet—biting your lip to keep from moaning as he kissed down your neck, his hand sliding up your thigh beneath your dress. It was fast, desperate, risky. The kind of mistake you’d make a thousand times if it meant feeling him like that.
Just as things started to heat up, your brother shouted from the living room, “Yo! Jungkook, you good?”
Jungkook pulled back, panting, pupils blown. “I will be,” he whispered with a devilish grin.
He winked and walked out like nothing happened—leaving you breathless, burning, and aching for more.
To be continued....
Thanks for all the support already. I'm almost done with the next part so might be a double post today.
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I ...am yumiko... most unlucky girl ...I would say in class I was called the dumb girl always bad in studies and punishments were routine for me ...but...he.. I am even scared to take his name...Jeon Jungkook is a bright student in the whole school... He has always scored highest in the school i was someone who was always confused and scared in the classroom not even a good looking person. teachers were fed up with me too. my uniform were never ironed my hairs were messy as always no one likes to sit with me hence I was always left alone...until one day Jungkook eye's fell on me when I was running through corridor carrying my books to class he always watches me...his stare his eye's... always stuck on me but he doesn't interact with me .in class he would always throw dirty comments at me indirectly...when no one look I still remember how he was distributing books and when he came on my desk he put the book directly closer to me intentionally and groped my breast..I looked at him in fear..and...shock so I decided to complain to teacher to our class teacher Mr Kim but he scolded me on how I was laying and gave me punishment jungkook would always by pass me and mutter dirty things in my ear in alone
" you are pathetic..." He said while walking away not before touching my back my breath hitched i tried to complain to principal now but in response I got nothing no one believed that an smart student like him could do anything like that and principal called him in office Asking about the incident but he didn't seems to be nervous at all but smiled and said" sir i would never touch someone disgusting like her " i started to panick but principle didn't listen to me at all ..one day it was maths period my weakest subject and profesor called me on black board to solve a question I came to board slowly holding chalk but I didn't wrote anything and looked down but then teacher called him on board and he solved the problem in minutes he didn't even looked at me but I could still feel his eye's always as period got over i ran out of class while looking down and didn't noticed him walking behind me it was empty corridor when he suddenly pushed me against the wall my breath hitched when he cupped my sex through my skirt i looked at him with scared eyes as i said "w..what i ever did to you..." He just kept looking in my eyes before saying
"You are disgusting... alot "
And suddenly he spit on my face before he started to kiss my neck giving hot open mouth kisses on my neck biting it while unbottoning my shirt I was trying to push him away he wasn't even moving...I fell on ground while sobbing he smirked while looking at me before unzipping himself and pulled out his cock as he started to jerk himself as he looking at me while I was sobbing....
"You are so disgusting yumiko .. so fucking disgusting and ...
Drabble in which jk just rlly wants you to play with his hair...
» koo drabble since his recent live inspired me <3
» fluff, established relationship
so, you made a mistake. well, by normal standards it's not really a mistake, but definitely a recurring pattern since jungkook has learned it's a sure-fire way to get attention and affection from you. it'd be more interesting to say it was some sexy look, or a particular pair of jeans, but unfortunately that's not your reality.
instead, for the third time in one day, you hear the footsteps of your oh-so loving boyfriend pad around the house undoubtedly looking for you.
you tilt your head back on the couch and watch as he comes into view, smiling as he sees you, “y/n~” he coos, excitedly hopping over the back of the couch and right into your lap.
when you last saw him he was playing video games, occupying the tv in your bedroom so you left the room. therefore, there is no true reason why his hair should be as horrifically messy as it is right now, and yet he’s snuggled himself between your legs and is staring at you expectantly, waiting for you to fix his hair. he wants you to run your fingers through it like you always do, to fix his part and comb it with your nails, massage that pretty head of his and sprinkle it with kisses and you'd love nothing more than to give into him, but you don't.
you pretend like you have no idea what he’s after, and smile at him, “hi baby, done playing?”
he nods, leaning his head against your chest and ruining his hair even further, “yeah, my team won each round.”
you grin and instinctively reach a hand out to his head and pull back quickly, and instead rub his cheek. he pouts in response and you ask, “what?”
he sighs as he picks up your hand and moves it to the top of his head and staring at you in wait.
you chuckle as you let your hand slide down to his jaw and pinch his cheek, “does your head hurt? i bought more ibuprofen yesterday.”
“no.”
“then what?”
the pout grows each second you're not petting him and he whines into your body, “why aren't you fixing my hair?”
“you want me to fix it? i thought you were trying to leave it messy since you keep making it like that.”
you hear him quietly sigh between your arms as he starts to piece it together, “i was just making it messy so you’d fix it. i didn't think you’d catch on.”
you hum, “ahh, so you just wanted me to play with your hair? you could’ve just asked koo.”
he shook his head, “that's not as fun.”
“so it's more fun when you're tricking me into doing it?” he nods cheekily, staring up at you with a grin. “you think you're soooo slick.” you roll your eyes and start to poke at his ticklish places as he squirms around on the couch trying to escape you, but you've got him tied between your legs and weakened by your relentless teasing until he’s pleading with you between giggles and his reddened face.
“pl-please! y/n! i'm s-sorry! please!” he laughs and you pull back, resting against the couch once more as he catches his breath, and if at all possible, his hair is even worse now than it was before.
“gosh, now your hair’s actually a mess.”
he rolls dramatically off of the couch and onto his butt on the floor, “guess i'll go fix it myself.”
you chuckle, watching him not even move a muscle. he slowly looks up to you and just stares in wait. he then pushes himself closer and closer to you until his head is practically in your lap, staring at you with a cheesy grin. “please?”
you take his face in your hands and lean down to him, “i love playing with your hair koo. just ask.”
he nods excitedly, “so will you?”
you pat the couch and he resumes his original spot, just without the pout. he relaxes against you, grabbing your legs and wrapping them around his torso, arranging you exactly how he likes it and asking if your comfy.
“of course.” you kiss the side of his head and you don't need to see his smile to know he is, and to no surprise at all he’s practically purring the second you run your fingers through his hair, and asleep in your lap within only a few minutes.
you can't fault him though, as you're out like a light too in half the time.
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