#junkook fluff

tonight, junkook hosted a get together with his friends. he said you were more than welcome to join since you were home and had no plans for the night.

obviously you aren’t passing up on free food and free alcohol!

you dolled yourself up and threw on this cute pastel yellow sundress jaehyun had bought for you. it was hot and super sunny so it was the perfect day to wear this dress out.

as you made your way outside to the deck, you scanned around and saw jaehyun sitting with an open can of beer, laughing hysterically, all while a lady you didn’t recognize was sitting next to him.

oh. that’s strange considering you and him have been hooking up on the down low.

so now you’re sitting on the opposite side of the deck from him, legs and arms crossed while your fingers tap the can in your hand.

your eyes pierce through jaehyuns skull as he sits there laughing with his friends and your brother. his date being ignored by him as she looks down on her phone in a bored manner.

tsk, of course he would do this—i mean, not that you ever expected this from him but it was time. you weren’t ready to be official because you were scared your brother would rip his head off, so you held off on that.

and not to mention—you’re two years younger than him! of course your age would draw him away, he needs someone his age or older.

you snap out of your thoughts of overthinking.

now jaehyuns staring at you. he’s got a cheeky grin before he downs the rest of what’s in his can.

“alrighty, one steak done.” yugeom transfer the steak to the cutting board where mingyu is waiting with a cleaver in hand. “that shit looks burnt, bro.” mingyu cuts down the middle. “my bad, i underestimated your skills.” it was perfect—medium, with some pink in the middle.

junkook walks over to them and steals a piece. “this is perfect. i don’t know what you’re on about, ming.” yugeom pulls off another steak from the grill and adds it to the cutting board.

“hey guys, is it too late to say i like my steak well done?” they turn to see jaehyuns date.

they look down at the steak in between the tongs. “nah, we can make an exception.” yugeom tosses the steak back onto the grill.

she whispers an apology to jaehyun and they share a laugh while he reassures her. you fight the urge to roll your eyes out of jealousy and bite your tongue.

you sigh and stand up causing eyes on you. “anyone need A1 sauce?” you ask and tap your can. “that’d be great, y/n. thank you.” junkook smiles and steals another piece of meat.

“okay, chillax on the steak.” bambam smacks his hand and scolds him.

“i bought the steak!” junkook whines.

“you did not—you bought the chicken wings!” they go back and forth not realizing jaehyun had slipped away with you.

you had closed yourself in the pantry, angrily texting your best friend about jaehyun bringing a date.

you quickly turn when hearing the door swing open. “jaehyun—?” he covers your mouth and shuts the door.

“you look so fucking amazing, baby.” jaehyun purrs in your ear and gropes your ass. “no!” you push him away from you.

jaehyun looks offended, “what’s wrong?” he steps closer to you and you back up. “jaehyun you have a date out there!” you yell in a hushed tone.

“oh, emma? yeah, your brother set me up with her. she’s a friend of winter.”

winter is your brothers girlfriend of two years. after being the biggest whore ever, she was able to make him settle down.

you scoff at his casualness. “well, go get back to her! she’s probably waiting awkwardly with those idiots outside.” you cross your arms and form a pout on your lips.

“but i wanna be with you, baby.” he cups your face and you can’t fight but melt in his touch. “you look so good in your dress i bought you. the color looks banging on you.” you giggle and kiss his palm. “i think this is your color—one hundred percent.”

jaehyun leans in and kisses you. your lips instantly melt into his. the two of you go at it—his hands roaming your body while yours stay locked around his neck.

“fuck,” he moans and presses his hard on against you.

you smile, knowing you caused that.

“touch it, baby.” jaehyun whispers. “please,” he practically whines. “touch it, please.”

you’re still filled with anger. how could he bring her here? why couldn’t he have just came by himself?

“no,” jaehyun squeezes your ass. “jaehyun…please go back to your date.” he drops his head against yours and rolls his hips so you can feel his hard on pulsing.

“one touch and i’ll go back out.” you play with the strings of his shorts. “please, y/n. just one touch.” he’s practically out of breath just from begging. “one touch.” he pleads once more.

finally, you lay your palm on his cock. jaehyun groans and shuts himself up by pressing his lips against your forehead.

“fuck,” jaehyun backs you into the shelves and groans in your ear. “oh, fuck.”

you don’t even think before undoing his strings and pulling his shorts down. his cock springs free and your hands instantly fist him.

jaehyun locks his knees and firmly grips the shelf when feeling you lick his tip. “y/n, please don’t be such a tease—“ you shut him up by taking him in.

your saliva coats his thick long cock. your eyes sting when his tip hits the back on your throat. “god,” jaehyun groans when feeling your throat close in on his tip.

you pull off his cock and catch your breath. your hands stroking his cock while you bring your big doe eyes up to his.

“i love your eyes, y/n.” they crinkle into a crescent moon shape, “they’re so beautiful and innocent.” a giggle escapes your lips.

you tap his red tip on your tongue before wrapping your mouth around him once again.

“y’know what this reminds me of?” you hum while swirling your tongue around his tip. “reminds me of the first night we ever fucked.”

your heart races at that memory.

jaehyun and mingyu was sleeping over. it was you, jaehyun, junkook, and mingyu all in the movie room when you had left to get more popcorn. you’d previously asked junkook to but he was too into the movie to where he sent jaehyun with you instead. after a whole day of back and forth flirting, you kissed jaehyun. which led to you dragging him to the pantry and more kissing, lots of touching, then a quickie.

now you were practically drooling but it’s just how jaehyun liked it—messy.

you moan and shut your eyes. your hand stokes his cock while you also suck. your eyes sting and well up when his tip repeatedly hits the back of your throat.

you should be used to his size by now with how many blowjobs you’ve given him, but you just aren’t.

you gag and pull off, gasping for air and then spitting the left over saliva onto his cock. you stroke the saliva onto his cock and begin sucking once again.

“fuck,” jaehyuns hand drops on your head. he adjusts his stance and stands more apart, his hands gather your hair in a pony and your hands drop in your lap.

instead of jaehyun warning you about how close he is to cumming, he gathers your hair up and face fucks you.

jaehyun bites down on his bottom lip and begins thrusting his cock down your throat. his head barely tips back when feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. his eyes are locked on you while you take his cock so beautifully.

maybe it’s been a minute since you’ve given him a blowjob because you’re drooling on the ground with your nails now digging into his thighs. your nose is flared while you struggle to take in air.

“fuck,” jaehyun exhales. “i—i’m gonna cum!” he hunches forward and releases his load down your throat. you gag and roll your eyes back while his load shoots down your throat.

“swallow it all for me, baby.” jaehyun rubs your cheeks.

jaehyun pulls his now semi soft cock from your mouth and lets go of your hair. he breaks the strings of your saliva from your mouth attached to his saliva coated cock.

“wow.” your breathing is out of control and so is his.

jaehyun helps you up and wipes the bottom of your lip. “thank you.” he whispers and plants a kiss on your sweaty forehead.

behind you, jaehyun grabs the A1 sauce and smiles down at you. “got it!” you fix your hair and then re-tie the strings to his shorts.

“one more kiss and then let’s go back before they notice.” jaehyun gives you one more kiss on the lips as you giggle. “i’m pretty positive they already noticed.”

the both of you walk back to the deck, jaehyun allows you to exit first then himself before sliding the door shut.

“fucking finally!” bambam snatches the A1 sauce from jaehyun. “took like twenty minutes to get this little thing!”

“okay, it took like five minutes—barely.” you roll your eyes and sit back down in your chair.

“were you guys fucking or something?” yugeom earns a smack from junkook. “hey, that’s my sister, alright?” he turns to yugeom and grips his shoulders. “remember, he also has emma here.” junkook whispers and looks back at jaehyun opening another can for him and emma.

jaehyun clears his throat and pinches his red ears. “no, uhhh, one was expired so we had to find another one or else we would’ve had to run to the store real quick.”

you smile at his quick excuse and he throws a wink at you.

“well, let’s eat, guys!” junkook says passing you a plate.

“okay, i’m gonna go set up the karaoke machine before i get more drunk.” you sigh and stand up from your chair.

“i can help—?” jaehyun is declined by emma. “it’s okay, i’m more than happy to help y/n out!” emma quickly stands and follows you inside.

you guide her to the third level of the house and begin finding the karaoke machine.

“we haven’t really used the karaoke machine in a while so hopefully i remember where we last put it.” emma hums.

there’s a deafening silence between the two of you before she strikes a question.

“is there…anything going on between you and jaehyun?” you pause, “why do you ask?” you continue looking and finally find it. “well, it just seems like there is something going on between the two of you. and i really like jaehyun,” you roll your eyes, it’s been three fucking days.

you begin setting up the machine and emma continues. “jaehyun just isn’t acting like himself and…i think you’re why he isn’t acting the way he usually does.”

“i’ve known jaehyun for almost a decade. this is his normal behavior, especially when he’s comfortable. what, this is your…second date?” emma nods. “well, believe me when i say that i don’t have anything towards him. not a single feeling towards that man.”

emma giggles and nods. “okay, i believe you.”

“jaehyun is all yours—as a matter of fact, i’m actually talking to someone.” emma gasps and asks for details. “he’s…he’s tall. a—and he’s got great humor! he’s a pretty big slut on his campus so hopefully i can lock him down!”

“hmm, who is this man?” you roll your eyes, why is she so into details! “uhhh, john…ny—johnny suh! yep, johnny suh.” emma then says how she doesn’t know of him.

emma lets out a sigh of relief, “well, i’m so thankful that there’s nothing going on between the two of you. that would suck since you’re so out of his league—no offense!”

“oh wow,” you scoff. “none taken.”

“ladiesssss,” the group starts trickling in with armfuls of alcohol. “how’s the machine coming?” they all find their places on the couches and chairs.

“i just had to put new batteries in,” you toss a microphone to eunwoo—who’s joined the party extra late! “since you came late, test it out for us?” you tilt your head and stick your tongue out at him as he protests.

as eunwoo puts a song on, he starts singing and everyone starts passing around shots.

you stand up and walk away from the party, you wanted to turn the party lights on but the remote for the light switch was sitting on the fireplace.

“ahem,” you turn and see jaehyun behind you. “y/n.” you look over at emma to see her staring. “oh, look! she’s over there!” you say loudly and point to emma.

jaehyun can’t even say anything before you shove him emma’s way.

“there you are!” emma coos and pulls him in. “where have you been?”

you sigh and continue finding the remote.

“text me later?” jaehyun sighs and rubs the back of his neck. “look, emma, you’re a great girl but,” emma scoffs and crosses her arms. “i’m sorry.” jaehyun can’t help but feel guilty for everything.

texting her for three days straight, inviting her over to his friends get-together, and now dumping her.

“yeah, just save it, jaehyun.” jaehyun looks at emma who has furry in her eyes. “there’s something going on between you and y/n—i know it.” jaehyun can’t say anything. “she’s off limits and you know that.”

there’s silence until emma can’t handle it. “you’re unbelievable, have a great life fucking your best friends little sister behind his back!” she storms off and jaehyun can’t help but feel relieved.

“well, she’s not wrong.” jaehyun is startled when he hears you and jumps around to see you with your hands behind your back.

“geez, y/n. did you hear that whole thing?” you nod and sigh. “i hope that’s not a crime.”

jaehyun chuckles, “no, silly.”

silence falls once more but this time, it’s between you and jaehyun.

“well, do you care to join me in the shower?” jaehyun shakes his head, “i can’t.” you’re confused and walk over to him. “why not? you never skip out on that offer.”

“y/n, i think emma’s right.” you squint in confusion and ask what he means by that. “we’re…sneaking around behind your brothers back, he’s my best friend, i can’t do that to him.”

you grab jaehyuns hand, “well, i’ll tell him we’re in love!” a smile forms on jaehyuns lips until a question knocks it right off.

“i’m sorry, who the fuck is in love?” you both turn to see junkook standing a couple of feet away with an angry yet confused expression.

“i am so dead.” jaehyun mumbles and squeezes your hand. “y’know what! umm, i had a great relationship with you, y/n—this went on for about a…year or so!”

junkook sputters, “a year?!”

jaehyun chuckles nervously, “so i’ll catch ya later if my head isn’t on a stake—buh bye and i love you!” a rough peck on your lips before jaehyun scurries off is what you get.

“sooo, we need to talk…” you laugh and walk over to junkook who’s tense and frozen.

ding dong!

you rush over to your door to see your brother in his costume. “hey!” junkook walks in and gives you a hug.

“hi—um, what are you?” you try to figure out his costume but can’t. “oh, i’m myself.” you scoff and laugh. “yeah, you carry around a long stick with a fake bloody head.”

junkook teasingly shoves the fake head into your face and earns a smack from you. “it’s not just any head.”

“hey, babe? have you seen my—dear god!” jaehyun is naked with a towel around his waist. “is that supposed to be my head?!”

junkook laughs, “see, it’s not just any head.”

"What do you mean you're not here?"

"I can't be there but I've sent Jungkook, you know him."

"Of course.." I sigh hanging up and braced myself walking out of the airport.

He said Jungkook was here, his best friend. Last time I had seen him was almost 3 years ago. He was a 19yr old typical college nerd at the time, just hot, somehow. I was 17, with a tiny crush.

I tried to hide it at least.

I walked out scanning the number of cars and their owners standing outside, scanning for the same mop of hair, baggy clothes, maybe a beanie..

Someone familiar slid in front of me, shit.

He was tall, buff, hair, longer now, brushed back carelessly, were those piercings? My mouth was probably open for all kinds of bugs.

A hand waves in front of me, snapping me out of my daze. Shit this was him??

"Jungkook?" I widen my eyes a little.

"It's me." He smiles, his toothy grin still the same.

Oh confidence, how it changes a person. And this man had stacks of it he probably chest pressed in the gym.

I think my knees are giving out.

"When did you get piercings?" He chuckles grabbing my bags walking to his car, loading the car walking to open a car door, I followed him absentminded.

"We'll talk when you sit." He gestures to the open door, tilting his head. I nod and sit.

Why did my brother not tell me Jungkook got piercings?! This is life altering information!

I wait for him to climb in, buckle up and start driving. "You've changed, huh?"

He laughs before looking at me, cocking a brow "Good or bad?"

"Good, definitely good." I smile at him, his eyebrow piercing shining when he looks back.

We had a good 45 minute drive home I got bored of looking at the same old architecture from before turning to see, oogle, Jungkook.

I've never seen him drive before, I scan his face, his bedhead evident through his messy hair, slight crease of the forehead, pierced eyebrows shadowing his doe eyes puffy from sleep but focused on the road, an oblivious pout adorning his pierced lips. I slowly travel down, his patented black hoodie covering him along with black trousers. Travelling back upto his face I notice a smirk playing at his lips noting my, not so subtle staring.

I clear my throat "Were you sleeping just before coming here?"

"That hasn't changed." He glances at me once. "For good." I laugh at his addition.

After a moment I look back, continuing scanning him for changes, I look at his hands on the steering wheel, something peeking under his sleeve peaking my curiosity. "What's that? Under your sleeve?"

He glances at his wrist, looking at me with a smug smile "What do you think it is?"

It looked like drawing, maybe ink. Could it be? "You have tattoos?" Surprise evident in my voice, my expression holding the same, eyes widened with my mouth agape.

I look at Jungkook to see his expression holding a sense of pride.

"Jeon Jungkook! Does aunty hate you now?!" He laughs at my reaction as I turn in my seat towards him.

"Now now, no need for all that princess."

He pulls his hands away from the steering wheel, rolling up the sleeve of his tattoo covered arm, resting said arm between us. "You can see, I don't mind."

I stare at his arm, it's covered in tattoos. Drawings, shapes, words, objects. I lean forward, they look intricate, must've taken him hours, days all together.

"Princess?"

I hum in response unable to pull myself away from his arm covered in memories, some meaningful, some silly.

"You can touch..." His voice falters, he didn't think he would be so effected by you simply admiring his tattoos.

I snap my eyes to his as soon as I register his words, I scanned his face to look for hesitation, all I caught was a slight nibbling of his lips. Now I wasn't gonna pass up that opportunity.

"Wait, are you sure? You're driving." Even though I was excited I didn't wanna crash.

"Let me worry about that, princess." He glances at me once a hint of a smile on his face.

"Okay, but don't blame me if it tickles." He laughs at my words, smiling at me, a full smile.

I lean in a little, my hand tentatively going up to his wrist, my touch light as I traced over his forearm. Feeling him shift slightly I stop for a moment but continue.

When I reached the crook of his elbow, I saw more hidden ink, braving myself to push his sleeve further up, I held my breath.

Jungkook on the other hand held a mix of surprise and cockiness in himself. He felt light tingles at your touch, his other hand tightening around the steering wheel.

Jungkook was burning. How was this effecting him so much? You were simply admiring his tattoos, a lot of people do that. Perhaps it was the expression you held, absolute adoration, you looked enthralled or...

...maybe his secret liking towards you.

My thoughts were swirling, I was touching him, he didn't push me away, he's stupidly buff now.

"Princess, we're here."

"What?" I snap my head up, looking out the window to see my parents house, indeed we were here.

Looking back at him, noting the light blush covering his neck, his failed attempt at holding eye contact, was he, dare I say, flustered? I smirked slightly.

"You have beautiful tattoos."

"Huh? Yeah, they're pretty cool." He leans back in his seat, smug smile on his face.

We break out of the comfortable silence when my phone rings, my brother asking how far away we are.

I quickly climb out, Jungkook following. He moved to get my luggage walking in with me.

"You got any other surprises for me?" I look up at him, a ghost of a smirk on my lips.

He chuckles lightly, eyeing me and leaning in a few inches from me, he whispers "Maybe I'll let you look for yourself..."