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The thought has a small smile forming at the corner of your lips, which you hope is discrete enough to go unnoticed by Jungkook or any of the boys. You take a quick sip of your water, enjoying the sweetness of the syrup washing away.

“No, it’s because I don’t deflower virgins.”

You knew this was karma for finding Jimin and Taehyung’s jokes funny because as soon as you hear that statement, you choke on the water causing all heads to turn to you.

“Damn, Y/N, you good?” Taehyung says while giving you an extra hard slap against your back and sending you into a fit of coughs. One thing about these boys is that they did not see you as a girl. To them, you were just one of the boys, which meant receiving the same treatment.

“Looks like someone forgot how to swallow?” Jungkook smirks while looking directly into your eyes.

If looks could kill, Jungkook was certain he would be dead from just your heated stare alone. If there was one thing he loved doing, it was pushing your buttons. He hadn’t planned on making such a sly remark to you, but after seeing that small smile on your lips, he had to.

“Oh fuck off,” you mumble while wiping your mouth with a napkin, collecting small drops of water that escaped from your choking fiasco.

“Anyways, please continue,” Jimin says, unfazed by your little moment. 

Jungkook rises from his seat and makes his way over to the sink, his hands rolling up the sleeves of his sweater to reveal inches and inches of inked skin. Even though you saw them countless times, you were always hypnotized by his tattoos.

“Yea, why don’t you sleep with virgins?” Taehyung asks, genuinely curious and surprised by this new information.

Jungkook opens the faucet, wetting the sponge and squeezing some soap onto it before turning around. His eyes flicker to Taehyung and Jimin before settling onto yours and speaking.

“Because I’m not the right guy for someone’s first time.”

There’s not much that needs to be said after that. Taehyung and Jimin continue to speak to Jungkook, but everything they say just blends into the background of your thoughts as you pick up your plate. You decide to wait for Jungkook to finish washing his own dishes, but as you stand there, Jungkook reaches for your plate. His eyes soften as you avoid his gaze, looking at his throat instead.

“Thanks,” you mumble before walking away and leaving him to his thoughts.

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“Holy shit.”

“I know.”

“Holy fucking shit!”

“I know.”

“Does he know?”

“Not yet.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah.”

Namjoon looks down at the pregnancy test in his hand and then back at you.

“You have to tell him.”

“I know.”

“When are you?”

“Jesus, Namjoon, I just found out I’m fucking pregnant with my best friend’s baby fucking give me a second to breathe, okay?”

“Sorry, it’s just…I mean…fuck.”

You hadn’t meant to sleep with Taehyung, much less conceive a child with him. All you wanted was some company on Valentine’s Day. You were alone and horny. And Taehyung looked really fucking sexy in that leather jacket, especially after you consumed an entire bottle of wine.

“I suppose the sooner, the better, yeah?” you sigh into your hands.

Namjoon overs you a gentle pat on the shoulder.

“What’s the worse that can happen?”

You raise an eyebrow.

“I mean sure he could get scared and never talk to you again-“

“Thanks, Joon,” you roll your eyes, “that makes me feel so much better.”

“All, I’m saying, is that Tae is a good guy. And he loves you, if only platonically. He’ll stick by you.”

“You better be right, otherwise I’m forcing you to raise this kid with me.”

After standing in front of Taehyung’s door for fifteen minutes without moving, you were on the verge of calling it a day and heading home to the comfort of you loving bed. Never in your life had you been so afraid to see your best friend’s face. Butterflies clawed at your stomach lining.

“You can do this,” you mutter under your breath, “you are a strong capable woman, and if he doesn’t want you or this baby-“

“Hello?”

Your pep talk is rudely interrupted by your best friend, standing in the threshold, looking awkwardly adorable in his stained sweatshirt and bed head.

“Holy shit, Tae, you can’t just scare me like that.”

“You’re the one who has been talking to themselves standing at my front door for a solid minute.”

“Whatever.”

You brush past him, marching into the living room and plopping down on his couch.

“Yes, please come in and make yourself at home.”

You roll your eyes.

“Whatever made you decide to grace yourself with my presence today?”

“Oh right, that,” you shift uncomfortably, “you might want to sit down for this.”

He frowns, “Why? Is everything okay? You aren’t dying are you?”

You chuckle, “No, I’m not dying, Tae.”

“Oh, thank god. You still owe me a new Switch controller. I still can’t believe you dropped in the toilet.”

“I was drunk Tae, leave me alone.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now tell me whatever this grand news is.”

“Right. Um. So you know how we kinda slept together that one time?”

“Yes. And I also distinctly remember the morning after when we agreed to never talk about it again.”

“Yeah. Well. That’s, that’s not really gonna be possible.”

“What do you mean? It’s pretty easy not to talk about something. You just don’t talk about it.”

“Um, well, I’m pregnant.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m pregnant. With your child.”

Tae fell back into the chair behind him, eyes wide.

“You-you’re pregnant? And it’s mine?”

You nod, heart pounding loud enough that you wouldn’t be surprised if Tae could hear it.

“You’re sure it’s mine?”

“You’re the only person I’ve slept with in the past three months, so unless I’m carrying the second-coming of Christ in me, then you’re going to be a dad in nine months.”

“Fuck.”

His shook his head.

“And you’re definitely keeping it?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted.

It was a question you had wrestled with ever since you had seen the little plus sign on the pregnancy test. On one hand, you were single living in a tiny apartment with barely enough financial resources to keep you afloat, but on the other the idea of a small little baby with your nose and Tae’s eyes really was appealing.

“I want to have it, but I think in order to do that, I need you. I need your support.”

He looked up at you, an unreadable emotion lingering behind his eyes.

“Well I’m not just going to abandon my best friend and my kid. What kind of guy do you think I am?”

You both smiled.

“I don’t know. A kid’s a lot. I can’t really blame you if you just wanted to fuck off.”

“Look,” he moved from his seat in the armchair to sit next to you, “our love may be platonic but if I had to pick someone on the planet to have a child with right now, it would definitely be you. You are my best friend and we can make this work.”

“You sure have more faith in that then I do. I’m not going to be able to drink for nine months, Tae. Nine months!”

“And I won’t drink as well. I’m going to be here for you and our little bean.”

He placed his hand on your stomach and even though there was no sign of growth yet, you still felt a twinkle of adoration. For both your baby and the man beside you. Because sure, this wasn’t the life you had planned out at eighteen, but it was the life you were given, and you’d be damned if you were going to take it by the reigns and ride it off into the sunset.

“I love you, Tae.”

“I love you too.”

The two of you sat in silence, staring at his large hand on your stomach. It was a

“Fuck,” you groan.

“What?”

“Oh, hello Noona,” Jungkook greeted with a small smile, you returning the gesture.

“Hey Kookie,” you greeted back, glancing behind him, “are the others not back yet?”

“They should be back soon,” he said as he moved to take off his shoes, placing them by the door, “Most of the hyungs are staying at the studio to work on a new song. Jimin also wanted to stay back to try and perfect this one move and Taehyung decided to stay with him. They both looked pretty tired though so they shouldn’t be much longer.” You nodded and returned your attention back to your phone as the group’s maknae walked over to sit beside you, “What are you doing?”

“Just playing a random game I found,” you replied, “I promised Tae and Jiminie we would have a movie night so I’m just waiting for them to get back.” Jungkook hummed and peeked over your shoulder so he could see your screen since he had nothing better to do. Neither of you said anything for a moment, just him watching you play with feigned interest until eventually he leaned back and sighed. 

“That game looks boring,” he commented out of nowhere, making you laugh. Truth be told it kind of was, but it served its purpose in distracting you for the time being. When you didn’t say anything in response though, he sighed again before glancing at his own phone. “Do you want to hang out in my room for a bit? I have a new game we can play while you wait for the others to return? You know, a game that is actually fun.” You set down your phone and thought about it for a moment. You didn’t know Jungkook too well, but this would be a great way to fix that and make a new friend. It would also give you something to do while you waited for the other two to get back. 

“Sure,” you agreed after a minute. Jungkook smiled and jumped up from his seat, grabbing your hand and practically dragging you down the hall to his room. While it startled you a bit, you also couldn’t help but laugh wondering what exactly you just got yourself dragged into. 

It was about 20 minutes later when Jimin and Taehyung found themselves stumbling inside of the dorm, practically tripping over each other as they got their shoes off. Their mini practice session had gone on way longer than it should have and the two had practically rushed home to try and greet you. Jimin had tried texting you to let you know they were on their way but you never answered him, making the boys worry that you had gotten bored and left. None of you had ever missed a movie night unless it was due to the boys being away on tour. Hopefully, tonight wouldn’t be any different. 

“Y/N?” Taehyung called out as he walked into the living room, Jimin not far behind. They didn’t want to be too loud in case you fell asleep, but clearly, that wasn’t the case as they found the living room empty. 

“It’s not that late,” Jimin said as he checked the time on his phone, “maybe she just went to the bathroom?” 

“Should we wait for her?” Taehyung asked, before the older could answer they heard what sounded like a shout come from down the hall, followed by a very familiar laugh. It was one they would recognize anywhere, and not just because you were the only female that ever came over to the dorms. Glancing over at each other with a questioning look, they both made their way down the hall, pausing when they reached Jungkook’s room. The distinct sound of your laughter now sounded much more loudly, accompanied by the maknaes and the soft sounds that came from whatever game you were playing. Now the boys were very confused since when had you become friends with Jungkook? Only a week ago you were shying away in a corner as the male in question tried to drag you to practice one of their dances with them.

Jimin and Taehyung gave each other what must have been the hundredth confused look within the hour, not quite sure what to do. Of course, they were happy that you were getting along well with their members, and from the sound of it, you were having a lot of fun. However, this was supposed to be your guys’ movie night and they were really looking forward to it. Something about you canceling on them to spend time with Jungkook just didn’t sit right with them. With that in mind, Jimin knocked on the door twice to get your attention before pretty much storming into the room, Taehyung following not too far behind. Everything went silent as you jumped and paused the game out of instinct, turning to see your two best friends. The silence gave them a moment to analyze the situation. You were sat cross-legged on the bed, Jungkook sitting behind you and looking over your shoulder at the game. From glancing at the pause screen, it seemed you two had been playing for a good minute.

“Hey guys!” you exclaimed happily, clearly not feeling the steadily rising tension. If Jungkook had noticed, he didn’t say anything about it, nodding at his hyungs instead. 

“How was practice?” he asked. 

“It was alright,” Taehyung replied before turning his attention back to you, “sorry we’re late Y/N, ready for our movie night?” 

“Oh right!” you said, having completely forgotten about your original plans in your excitement. The knowledge of that had both males slumping a bit, an unreadable expression crossing their features. Still, you were blissfully unaware as you glanced at the time on your phone and then back at the screen, “We should be done with this level shortly, why don’t you go get everything set up and I’ll join you when I finish?” Once again their expressions dropped but they didn’t argue as they nodded and silently left the room. The fact that the sounds of the game resumed as soon as the door closed hurt way more than it should. Still, they told themselves that you were just excited about spending time with a new friend so they tried not to think about it too much. 

By the time you had actually finished the level, it was a bit later than you had thought. The boys already had everything prepared. The movie was up and paused, snacks and various drinks lined the coffee table, and Tae and Jimin were resting in a pile of blankets and pillows on the couch. No one said anything as you took your usual spot between them, curling up and finally enjoying your long-awaited movie nights. In your excitement, you never did catch on to the sudden change in atmosphere between your usually cheerful best friends, easily masked by exhaustion as you all fell asleep on the couch. 

Unfortunately for Taehyung and Jimin, ignoring them to spend time with Jungkook gradually became a more common occurrence after that night. You came over a lot more to play games, or Jungkook would go over to your apartment as well. You guys would text and call each other all the time, make plans when you knew the boys were free, and you even started going out for lunch together. Taehyung and Jimin tried not to mind it too much at first. It was natural that you would want to spend time with your other friends after all and they didn’t want to ruin that by potentially overreacting. It was only when you started canceling your plans with them did they start to have a problem. Your fun text conversations became nonexistent, movie nights stopped, and you barely even acknowledged them whenever you came over. No more fun hugs, now you just nodded in their direction with a quick “Hey,” before running off to spend time with Jungkook. 

Meanwhile, you were none the wiser to your friend’s new jealousy. Jungkook turned out to be really fun to spend time with and it turned out you had a lot in common. You found yourself bonding over your favorite games, as well as occasionally talking about school. It became a habit to come over during the evening so you could play games together and you hadn’t seen anything wrong with that. Sure, you had canceled on Taehyung and Jimin a few times but you assumed they would understand. After all, you guys planned a lot together so what was the harm in spending time with someone else? You were also under the impression that you guys could all hang out as a group once you got used to being around Jungkook. Clearly, though, you had failed to realize just how wrong you were. 

The boys knew that they should probably talk to you about all of this, but you still didn’t seem to realize anything was wrong. You even asked Taehyung what was wrong one day when you saw him sulking and all he could do was stare at you in shock because how could you not realize? Did you just suddenly forget about them entirely? They were your best friends, and yet now they felt more like acquaintances that you used to be close to. It was after the fifth canceled movie night that month that the boys finally decided to do something about this. 

“We have to find a way to get her attention away from Jungkook,” Tae muttered as he fell back on the couch. They had just gotten home from practice and, sure enough, the sound of your and Jungkooks laughter echoed through the dorm. 

“Easier said than done,” Jimin replied, “she barely talks to us anymore. Even when we try to start a conversation or plan something she always gets distracted and ignores us.” Both boys were silent for a moment before a thought suddenly came to Taehyung, causing him to jump up from his spot. 

“What if we start forcing her to pay attention to us so that she can’t ignore us for Jungkook?” he suggested. The confused look he got from the older showed that they weren’t on the same page which made him sigh a bit, “You know, like every time she comes over we do something to distract her so that way she spends time with us and not him. That way she is reminded of who her true best friends are.” It seemed a lightbulb flashed in Jimins mind as he suddenly perked up as well. 

“That could work,” he said, “but how do we do it without making it obvious we’re trying to steal her attention?”

“Easy, we act cute enough and we get what we want!” Jimin scoffed and rolled his eyes at the absurdity of the statement. Still, Taehyung didn’t hear any objections so he considered it a win. “Come on!” he suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Jimin by the wrist and pulling him until they were both standing. Before the smaller could process what exactly was going on, he was being dragged down the hall towards Jungkook's room.

“Wait! We’re doing this now?” he exclaimed, slightly panicked as they came to a stop. 

“Well yeah,” Taehyung said as if it was the most obvious thing ever, “she owes us a movie night!” As soon as Jimin opened his mouth to protest, Taehyung opened the door and dragged him inside. The scene itself was very familiar to how they found you and Jungkook the first time. However, now he was sitting next to you on the bed rather than behind you. Both of you turned your heads to look at the intruders with a mix of shock and confusion. “Y/N!” Tae whined before either of you could speak, “you were supposed to have another movie night with us!” Now you were thoroughly confused, yes you knew about the movie night but you had told them earlier that you had planned to help Jungkook pass this new level in his game. 

“I know guys, I’m sorry but-” you were cut off as Tae rushed into the room and gently pulled you away from the bed. 

“Come on! We haven’t hung out in forever!” You stayed quiet and allowed him to pull you to the door, the sound of someone clearing their throat reminding you of the fourth person in the room. 

“You guys can’t just take her,” Jungkook complained, “we were in the middle of a game.”

“You’ve been hanging out with her all week Kook, it’s our turn,” Jimin finally spoke up again. With that you found yourself being dragged to the living room, leaving behind a confused and slightly annoyed Jungkook. 

“Um guys,” you called out softly, “that was kind of rude don’t you think?” You understood that you cancelled on your plans, but they didn’t have to barge in like that. They both froze and turned to you, their expressions reminding you of lost puppies. 

“We miss you,” Jimin whined, “just one movie and then you can go back to hanging out with Jungkook okay?” You sighed a bit, pulling out your phone to glance at the time before nodding. It was still fairly early, what harm could one movie do? One movie quickly turned into two and then an entire marathon as you ended up getting engrossed into the stories. The boys having chosen a series they knew you hadn’t seen so that you would be forced to stay and watch the whole thing. It also helped that Jungkook stayed locked in his room the entire time, likely just going back to his game without you. By the time the final credits rolled, it was nearly midnight and you were half asleep. 

“Oh boy, that late already?” you muttered with a yawn. Grabbing your phone, you checked the time again and groaned as you forced yourself to stand up. You had work in the morning and if you didn’t leave now you would likely end up passing out at the dorms. “I’m going to head out,” you said, “tell Jungkook I said goodbye please?” Taehyung nodded and stood up as well to walk you to the door, Jimin staying on the couch as he switched the tv to some random reality show. 

“Will do,” Tae replied, “goodnight Y/N.” He waited until you got into your car before closing the door and returning to the couch with Jimin. Jungkook ended up confronting his hyungs a few minutes later. Leaning against the wall and waiting until you left the dorm to make his presence known. “What was that all about?” he asked as he stepped into the room and took a seat in one of the armchairs. The two older members paled a bit but kept a blank expression as they acknowledged the other. 

“What was what?” Jimin asked, feigning indifference. Now Jungkook was getting even more annoyed. First, they interrupted your time together and now they want to act like they didn’t do anything wrong?

“You know what,” he groaned, “you knew Y/N and I had plans already. Why did you burst in and drag her away like that?” Neither one really knew how to answer that, not wanting to admit their jealousy, but also knowing that lying would get them nowhere. Their silence was definitely not helping their case either. 

“To be fair,” Taehyung finally spoke up after a moment, “we had plans with her first.” Jungkook looked confused for a moment before realization finally hit him. 

“You’re telling me you dragged her away because you got jealous that she canceled your plans to hang out with me instead?” Neither one responded, but their sudden guilty expressions gave Jungkook his answer. Groaning, he threw his head back and took a deep breath, “That has to be the dumbest thing I have ever heard.”

“This isn’t the first time it’s happened, you two have been together practically every day for the past three weeks while we’ve been here alone,” Jimin defended. 

“So? Maybe Y/N enjoys being able to spend time with someone else. It’s not always about you two, I’m her friend as well!” Jungkook bit his lip to keep from raising his voice, though his tense posture made it very clear that he was frustrated. 

“It’s not always about you either,” Taehyung argued, “we’re her best friends, have been since high school. It’s not fair that we get pushed aside while you get all of the attention.” This whole argument was childish and all three of them knew it. You were a grown woman and you had the right to chose who you did and did not want to spend time with. Still, they were stubborn and it was clear that neither side was willing to back down. What followed for the next five minutes was an awkwardly silent staring contest until finally, Jungkook gave in. 

“Fine, but you’re not the only one who can play that game,” with that he stood up and went back to his room. Taehyung and Jimin glanced at the door briefly before looking back at each other and smirking. Indeed, three could play at that game. 

To say you were confused would be quite an understatement. One minute everything was going great and the next everyone was acting strange. Well, stranger than usual considering your best friends. You hadn’t seen any of the boys in about a week due to an upcoming work project, but the boys had still spammed you with texts any chance they were free. It seemed that whenever one would message you, the others would as well. They kept asking when you were free and you kept responding that you had to finish your work before you could hang out, then the cycle continued again the next day. On top of that, they were constantly stopping by your apartment for one reason or another. Usually, they would only pop in for a minute or two just to check-in, but there was one evening where Jungkook ended up staying over for dinner. Only for Taehyung and Jimin to appear the next morning and not leave until you had to physically kick them out to allow you to work. As strange as it was, you figured it was just the guys being bored since it was their off-season and didn’t think too much of it. You were sitting at your dining room table working on your laptop when you heard a knock at your door. Confused, since you weren’t expecting anyone at this hour, you decided to just ignore it. Maybe they had the wrong apartment, that or it was your neighbor and you honestly didn’t feel like talking to them right now. Unfortunately, the knocking continued and even got louder the more you ignored it. Eventually, you gave up and hesitantly got up from your spot. Your back ached in protest from being hunched over as you walked over to the door, opening it to see none other than Taehyung and Jimin. They were carrying bags of takeout and smiling widely as they let themselves in.

“What are you guys doing here?” you asked as you closed the door. The boys smiled as they set the bags on the table.

“We know you’ve been working all day,” Jimin said, “so we thought we’d bring you dinner!” Taehyung nodded as he grabbed one of the boxes and took a seat across from where your stuff was, it was clear that they weren’t planning on leaving.

“Um thanks, guys,” you said hesitantly, “but I really need to get this done and I can’t really afford any distractions.” Both boys looked visibly disappointed which made you feel a bit bad about rejecting them, but you held your ground.

“We’ll only be here a minute,” Taehyung argued.

“At least have dinner with us and then we’ll leave you alone!” Jimin added. You wanted to argue, but you were much too tired so you eventually just gave in.

“Fine,” you agreed, “but only for a bit.” The boys smiled as you took your seat and grabbed the last box and took your seat, nudging your laptop out of the way so you didn’t accidentally ruin everything. It was silent for all of two seconds before the boys were bombarding you with questions.

“So, Y/N, how was your day?”

“How is work going?”

“Are you going to be free this weekend?”

“We were thinking of planning a game night if you are.” It took everything in your power not to groan and throw them out. You loved these two, you really did, but you didn’t know how much more clinging you could take.

“I need to have this done by Friday, so I really can’t afford to take any more time off,” you hinted. Friday was only two days away and you still had so much to do. Having the boys on top of you 24/7 didn’t help much either. It seemed the boys only heard you saying you would be done by Friday though, as they practically jumped up from their seats.

“Perfect!” Jimin exclaimed, “we can plan our game night for Saturday then since you won’t be busy!” If your eyes could roll any harder you were sure you’d be able to see the back of your head. Still, you agreed, partially to get them to leave and also because a game night did sound kind of fun.

“Fine, I’ll be over Saturday night okay? I’ll even bring food to pay you guys back for this,” you bargained. The boys thought it over for a moment before nodding. You were beyond thankful that they hadn’t found anything to argue with you about.

As promised, they left a few minutes after you all finished eating, reminding you about Saturday before closing the door. You let out a tired sigh as you fell back into your chair, quickly turning your laptop back on so you could continue where you left off. Even though you were annoyed by the sudden interruption, you also had to admit that having food in your system made it much easier to concentrate. It only lasted for maybe an hour though before the sound of your phone vibrating snapped your attention away from the screen yet again. “What now?” you muttered as you flipped the mobile device over. Seeing a text from Jungkook asking if you were free to hang out this weekend, you sighed for what had to be the millionth time that night.

‘Tae and Jiminie invited me to a game night on Saturday.’ you texted back, getting a reply almost immediately.

‘Oh :( I was hoping we could play games.’

‘Why can’t we all just play games?’ It took him longer to text back this time which was odd, but you tried not to dwell on it as you went back to work. Another 15 minutes passed before you heard your phone go off again.

‘I guess so...see you Saturday.’ Odd, but at least you could rest easy knowing that you had two days of silence to finally get your work done. You could deal with your friends strange behavior when you went to hang out. 

Saturday came a lot quicker than expected and you were actually very excited. You submitted your finished project with a few hours to spare and you had spent the rest of the day relaxing so you could have all your energy for spending time with your best friends. They also stopped messaging and randomly popping over after your text conversation, you assumed so you could focus better. You stepped out of your car and made your way up to the dorm, knocking a few times before using your key to let yourself in. Immediately you were greeted with all three boys sitting in the living room, various games and snacks scattered all over the coffee table. Whatever they were talking about was quickly forgotten as they all turned to face you. 

“Y/N!” they all exclaimed, jumping up to greet you. You laughed a bit as you hugged all three of them individually. Each hug seemed to last longer than the last but you didn’t seem to notice. 

“Come on!” Tae urged, pulling you so you were sitting between him and Jimin, much to Jungkooks dismay. “We couldn’t decide on what game to play first so maybe you could choose for us?” Tae pointed at one game while Jungkook pointed at another. It was becoming increasingly obvious to you now that there was tension between the three, but you didn’t know why. 

“Umm why don’t we start with this one?” you suggested as you pointed to the game Jungkook was suggesting. Seeing the hurt look on the other two you quickly added, “I mean, it’s shorter so we can start  with that and finish with your guys’ choice right?” That didn’t come off as very convincing, but you didn’t hear any objections as you set the game up. If anything, your explanation only seemed to upset Jungkook as well.

This silent competition between the boys only grew as you guys played. From offering you snacks to having you argue who broke the rules, to even letting you cheat to upset the other. Eventually, you had enough of this and threw down the bag of chips you were holding, immediately catching everyone’s attention. “Alright enough!” you exclaimed, “what is going on with you three?” They all looked scared and a little confused as they glanced at you, but no one said anything. Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you spoke again, “You guys have been like this all week. Whenever one of you does something the other will copy, and now you’re fighting over a game. Is there something I missed?” It was Jungkook who finally spoke up after what felt like an eternity of awkward silence.

“Who do you enjoy spending time with more?” he asked, catching you completely off guard. Jimin noticed your confusion and immediately stepped in to explain.

“You started canceling on us to spend time with Jungkook.”

“But then you started canceling on me to hang out with them,” Jungkook quickly added, ignoring the glare he got. 

“So who do you like more?” Taehyung asked. You were honestly speechless, all the past incidents from the last week or so starting to make sense. The boys were jealous because you weren’t distributing your time evenly between them. You didn’t know whether to laugh or yell at the realization. 

“Let me get this straight,” you started, “this whole mess was done because you guys were jealous?” Before any of them could speak up to defend themselves, your laughter cut them off, “That has to be the most immature thing I’ve ever heard. Why didn’t you guys just talk to me about it?”

“In our defense, you were pretty clueless,” Taehyung defended. Realizing how serious they were, you sighed and shook your head. 

“Look guys, I’m sorry that I didn’t manage my time better. It was wrong of me to cancel plans to hang out with another member. You should have told me instead of whatever this rivalry was. You guys are friends too and I don’t see why we can’t all hang out as a group.” They didn’t look completely convinced so you continued, “not all the time of course. There will be days I want to spend time with Jimin and Tae and there will be times when I want to spend time with Jungkook. That doesn’t make me any less of a friend.” Hesitantly they all nodded, glancing at each other with a guilty look. 

“We’re sorry Noona,” Jungkook apologized, causing you to smile. 

“Come on! Now that we’re all friends again, let's finish the game!”

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“He texted me that he was going out, but he didn’t say where. He just said an event, so I was surprised when you guys actually answered the door. I thought all of you were together?”   

Jimin hurriedly opens his mouth, and you can see the hesitation in his eyes. 

“No he went out by himself, but he should be home soon,” Jimin explains, giving you a tiny smile. You nod and watch as Jimin proceeds to take your suitcase into Jungkook’s room. 

You suddenly have a strange feeling, and quickly mention going to the bathroom. Standing in the mirror, you carefully run your hands through your hair trying to style your locks. You add some more red lipstick onto your lips and finally feel content with your image. You quickly look down at your outfit and smooth over your fitted black t-shirt and ripped black jeans, glancing at your shoes. Why did you wear these heels? You’re only hurting your feet, but then again, you do love the way Jungkook's eyes linger up and down your body. Jungkook bought you these white, red bottoms for your birthday, and they’re his favorite pair. 

Making your way out of the bathroom, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion when you see all the guys crowded around J-Hope’s phone. 

“What are you guys looking at?” You ask curiously. “What nothing!” Jin shouts, jumping up and knocking J-Hope’s phone down in the process. Your eyes wander to the screen, and you get a quick flash of what looks like two faces. Jimin hastily grabs the phone holding it to his chest.

“It’s our secret album cover. You can’t see it yet!” 

You laugh at his reaction and walk over to him. “Come on, let me see it guys. I’ve known you all for so long. Please,” You beg while grabbing the phone, causing it to fall to the ground. Your eyes turn towards the phone, and in a split second, the smile disappears from your face. “W-what’s this?” You softly say. The corner of your eyes begins to get teary as you try to prevent tears from escaping. Jimin reaches down to immediately grab the phone, but you try to reach it before him. “Let me see it! Jimin give me the phone,” you yell, grabbing at the phone pressed against his chest. 

“Y/N calm down,” Namjoon starts to say, moving towards the two of us. “I have a right to know! Show me the picture!” You scream at this point, tears slipping from your eyes. You can see the uncertainty in his eyes and the way he glances at the rest of the guys. Jin and Namjoon look at each other, and you can hear footsteps as Taehyung steps closer to you. “We’ll show you. Just let him explain,” Tae says calmly as he nods at Jimin to show you.

“What the fuck?” 

It's all that manages to escape your lips in a soft whisper. Your eyes blur as you stare at the picture and read the caption.

“Ariana Grande Cuddles Up To Jungkook From BTS In Instagram Selfie & It’s Now Her Phone Lock Screen.”

It feels like hours pass before you’re able to form a sentence. You can feel your heart thump louder as your eyes scan over each word. You can’t help but wonder, why would she make this her lock screen photo? Your mouth feels dry as you’re at a loss for words. Why does Jungkook look so happy? Your eyes examine her tweet, 

“screaming. 🖤 thank u soooooo much for coming to your show, Jungkook. it means so much. love u sm 🌬️”

Your eyes roam over the picture of the two of them and the smiles on their faces. You gaze at her outfit and notice the amount of skin on display and can only think of the way Jungkook has his arm wrapped around her. The next picture exposes him posing with a stack of pink money from her concert. You just can’t believe it. Here you are trying to surprise him on his tour, and instead, he’s at a show taking pictures with Ariana Grande and posting them. 

Your eyes snap up and land on J-Hope’s face as he starts to speak, “Y/N you know he likes her music that’s all. It's the only reason he went to the show.” 

Your eyes land on the rest of the guys nodding in agreement. A soft, half-hearted laugh manages to escape your mouth. You have no words. There’s nothing that you can say which would make this situation better. You look at Taehyung, and you can see the uncertainty in his eyes. It’s as if he’s looking into your soul and trying to see your next actions. You just shake your head and immediately turn on your heels, making your way into Jungkook’s room. You can hear the running of feet as the guys all chase after you. 

“Y/N wait come on don’t do this. Just wait,” you hear Jimin plead. 

“N-no I need to leave,” you succeed to say as tears run down your eyes. You push through the guys dragging your suitcase towards the front door.

“Y/N please don’t leave. We haven’t seen you in months. We miss you. Please stay,” Jin says, moving closer to you. “No, I can't, I have to go now. I can’t stay here,” you mutter, turning to grasp the doorknob. 

As soon as your hand touches the doorknob, the door pushes open. Your eyes rake up a figure clothed in black boots, ripped jeans, and a black t-shirt. Your breath catches in your throat as your eyes make contact with the face in front of you, black hair mangled against his forehead, masked by a black bucket hat barely revealing his eyes. 

“Y/N,” he breathes out, confusion in his eyes. You watch as a frown forms on his face as he takes in tears rolling down your cheeks. 

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

He rushes forward, arms stretching to wrap around you. You instantly move back, barely avoiding them. “I’m leaving. I don’t want to see you,” you softly whisper, your voice cracking as another tear falls. You glance at his face, looking through your eyelashes. You can see the puzzled expression as his eyes settle on the guys.

You hear a loud sigh, followed by Yoongi’s voice. “She saw the pictures from the concert.” Your eyes flutter up, finally making eye contact with the eyes that have accomplished to hurt you. 

"Baby, let me explain. Please." You can hear the desperation in his voice as he steps forward, backing you into the living room. The way 'Baby' is whispered sends a chill through your body. You can see the urgency in his eyes, the need for him to explain. You shake your head, not wanting to hear the lies that could fall from those dangerous lips of his. 

You push by him, making your escape when suddenly you feel a warm hand tightly locking around your wrist. Your body is suddenly jostled back, the suitcase tumbling from your hand, your body pressed flush against a hard chest. You look up glaring at those charming eyes that manage to make your heart pound with each glance. 

"Let. Me. Go," you say through your clenched jaw. 

"No, I'm not letting you go until I explain," he carefully speaks, observing the expression on your face. You can feel his cold breath wash over your face with each word that slips through his lips. It sends tingles through your body as you stare up at him. His hand reaches up, delicately clearing away the tears that sit on your cheeks.

"Princess," he whispers in his deep voice, "I only went for singing tips. She's a really great singer. I only see her as a singer. I really think I can learn a lot from her," he calmly states, placing two hands on your cheeks.  

"Yea, I'm sure you'd love to learn a lot from her," You shriek, roughly pushing his hands from your face. You’re seeing red now, it feels like your blood is boiling and you need to get away from him. Your hand reaches down for your suitcase, but Jungkook manages to retrieve it before your fingers wrap around the handle. He pulls it behind him, blocking you from taking it, he shakes his head, fixed on stopping you from leaving.

You run your hands through your hair, the stress and desperation are visible on your face. You feel all the eyes on you, like a pack of wolves staring at their prey waiting for its next move. You try to bolt for the door but in a split second Jungkook lets out a shout and you abruptly find yourself being hauled into Taeyhung's arms. 

"Just let me go," you desperately plead as Taehyung moves to carry you over to the couch. 

"It's too late. You have to stay here," Jimin calmly says sitting next to you, Taeyhung already finding his place on your other side. 

You can see the conflict in his eyes. His younger brother and the girl he sees as his little sister are fighting. You place both your hands on your temples, trying to understand the situation. 

You can feel intense heat burning into your body, looking up to confirm that they are indeed the eyes of Jeon Jungkook leaning against the wall across from me. The rest of the guys settle around the room, the air filled with tension, not one person daring to break it. 

J-Hope leans forward, turning on the television, "maybe some tv will help calm things down a little." 

You can't help but let your eyes fall on Jungkook's frame, the way his chest moves up and down, the tense look on his face, and the way his hand tightens around your suitcase. It’s as if he's worried that you’ll try to leave again. He's determined to keep you here, and it's evident in the way his eyes stare intensely at you. 

"Break up with your girlfriend, yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored you can hit it in the mornin yeah, yeah, like it's yours." 

Your eyes snap towards the tv and anger settles onto your face. You hear the quick shriek J-Hope lets out as he hurries to turn off the tv. The rest of the boys' eyes have widened at this point and you  find yourself on your  heels, causing Jungkook to spring into action. He's alert and ready to follow your every movement. You find yourself running in the direction towards the bathroom, ready to lock yourself in there. 

You reach the door about to lock yourself in when you feel Jungkook slam his arm into the door, preventing you from sealing yourself in. He pries the door open, locking it behind him without even turning to glance back. His eyes burn into yours, causing you to stumble back, your lower back pressing against the counter. 

"Please leave me alone," you say voice weak and almost begging. Your eyes land on his black sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hands tightly clenched into fists, causing the veins on his arms to pop.

He takes a step towards you, closing the distance between us. There's nowhere for you to move, your body tightly pressed against the counter. 

"Baby, you know I love you. There's no one else for me, sweetheart. You're your girl, and I'm yours. No one can compare to you. It's you and me forever. I promise you that I'll always try your best to make you happy. I promise to love you until time itself stops. Nothing can prevent me from loving you, not even you." 

Your heart hammers at the words that fall from his lips without a single pause. His beautiful brown eyes gaze into your soul, nothing but love and hope present.

 "Jungkook," you whisper, voice barely audible. 

 "I'm afraid of losing you." 

Your eyes slam shut as Jungkook's breath sweeps over your neck, his mouth now closer to your ear. He slowly blows onto your neck, stopping abruptly to murmur, "Nothing can come between us, baby. Not even God, himself."  

His hands wrap tightly around your hips as the coolness of his silver rings lightly graze your exposed skin. Your head tilts back as his warm lips start their assault down your neck. Shivers run through your body, and soft gasps leave your own lips as Jungkook continues to suck and shower sweet kisses across your throat.

You hiss at the feeling of rough nibbles aggressively trying to break the skin on your neck. You know him well enough to recognize he intends on leaving a hickey so the world will know you belong to him. His lips trail up your throat, and soft groans escape his mouth as he grinds against your thigh.

He litters kisses along your jaw, his tongue giving quick licks before changing back to sweet sucks.

“Baby...fuck I want you," Jungkook groans, his voice deeper than usual, his tone suddenly becoming darker. Your eyes flicker towards his eyes, locking on the orbs now darker and filled with deep desire.

Your fingers move upwards to tangle in his dark hair but are quickly stopped mid-air as his swift fingers wrap around your wrist. You watch his expression and the sexy smirk that slowly spreads across his swollen pink lips. He drags your hand downwards, slipping it below the waistband of his tight skinny jeans. 

"You feel that, baby?" He breathes out, plump lips, hovering dangerously close above yours. You try to form some type of word, but a wine leaves your lips instead igniting a fire in his eyes. 

His lips urgently connect with yours swallowing the whines, as he presses your hand harder against his bulge. He moans into your mouth as you wrap your fingers around his length, giving it a hard tug. 

Your fingers move hastily, unbuttoning his pants as your lips stay connected against his, afraid to lose contact, not daring to come up for air. 

"I just want you, right now," You whisper against his lips, hands finally tangling in his black hair, knocking his bucket hat off in the process. He quickly breaks the kiss, slipping his hands under his shirt only to discard the item somewhere on the floor behind him. His jeans and the rest of his clothing follow quickly, leaving him suddenly naked, nothing stopping you from feasting your eyes on his gloriously defined body. 

"Your eyes should be up here, sweetheart," he smirks, fingers pulling your chin up, eyes locking on his overflowing with desire. 

Your fingers grip your shirt, pulling it over your head and away from your body. Then Jungkook hastily removes the rest of your clothing, leaving you standing there in your soaked panties.

 "Keep those heels on, they're my favorite," he says tongue sticking out, sweeping across his lips, and coating them in a generous amount of wetness. 

"Mmmmm you're soaking wet, baby," he says as his index finger skims itself over the center of your panties, paying particular attention to your little bundle of nerves.

“Fuck, Jungkook, please no teasing," You groan as your fingers grab his arm, stopping him from making any movements. 

You look at him, hoping that he sees the desperation and hunger in your eyes. You can't take the foreplay. 

"I want your dick in me now," You say, the lust clearly present in your tone. 

Before you can realize what you asked for, you’re turned around and Jungkook has you pinned against the counter. You can feel the length of his hard dick pressing in between your ass, as his heated gaze looks at you from the mirror in front. 

"Bend over for me baby, one leg up," he says, hand moving to lift your right leg out and onto the counter. 

"Mmm look at that pretty pussy so warm and tight for me," he mumbles, his face moving closer to your core. 

"This is the perfect view, baby. I can see your juices leaking out of those tight lips. How about just a taste?"   

Glancing up you can see him, eyes hungrily locked on your pussy as he bites his lip. Your voice catches in your throat, unable to make a word. The only sound that leaves your body is a high moan as soon as his long tongue makes contact. He carefully drags a slow swipe from the top to the very bottom of your pussy, quickly dipping into your aching hole. 

Your pussy contracts around his tongue as he starts to drive it in and out. His fingers soon begin to play with your clit, expertly spreading your juices.

 "Fuck, baby, you're taste is intoxicating. I can eat you out all day," he groans, sucking on your clit. 

Your fingers entangle themselves in his hair once again, pulling harder as you feel your orgasm nearing. His speed picks up, and you can hear the squelching sounds of your wetness mixing in with his spit. As he licks and sucks your clit harder, your breathing gives away your approaching orgasm. 

You can feel your pussy clenching and unclenching tightly, trying to grasp onto something. That’s when you feel it. The hard coolness enters your hole, and you tense tightly around Jungkook's finger, welcoming the stimulation his silver ring provides.

"Fuck Jungkook, ugh feels so good,"  You manage to moan, as your pussy gets used to the size. It had been over a month since the two of you last had sex, and the little stretch that his ring provided felt heavenly and long needed.

Jungkook moves his finger slightly, hitting your g-spot and sending you over the edge. Your body shakes, and your knees tremble as wetness pours out onto his face. A guttural groan escapes his mouth as he quickly tries to devour it all. 

You feel the twitch as he slowly pulls his finger out, the slurping sound growing louder as he sucks your cum off of his fingers, cleaning every last drop coating his ring. Jungkook grabs your ankle,  pulling your leg down to keep you balanced.

"We're not done yet, baby," he whispers, pulling you into him, lips attaching onto yours, as his right hand gives your ass a light smack. 

"What do you want, beautiful?" He questions, brushing away a stray piece of hair from your face, traces of your wetness still present on his lips. You watch as he slowly pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, licking away your cum with a slight smirk. 

"I wanna ride you,"  you manage to shakily voice, "but I want to watch." 

His eyes darken even more if possible as a low growl erupts deep in his throat.

 "Your wish is my command, dirty girl," he moans, laying down on the soft rug below us.

You glance at the mirror on the wall before slowly positioning yourself down. Your eyes fall on Jungkook's hard cock, glistening with pre-cum, and the veins bulging even more if possible. The thick head causes your stomach to twist as it turns a deeper pink and grows even more swollen. 

His hand wraps tightly around his growing member giving it two long pumps before grabbing your hips and placing you directly over it. Your eyes lock with his in the mirror just his dick rubs through your slit, collecting up all the slickness. 

You watch as he slowly and teasingly starts to push the head in, your pussy stretching open, and trying to take in his enormous length. The burn is present, and he sees it in your eyes. He lets out a puff of breath as your pussy constricts around his dick becoming tighter. 

"FUCK," he lets out loudly, "you're so tight baby, I'm gonna cum with just the tip in. This is what happens when I don’t take care of my baby. I need to fuck this pretty little pussy every day," he groans as his dick sinks in deeper, half of his length now buried inside. 

Youur eyes glaze over, staring at the way his cock looks so big inside of your tight hole. The view in the mirror is mouthwatering and has you wanting more. Jungkook leans up on his elbows, letting out a resounding moan as his eyes lock onto his dick settled deeply in your pussy, fanning open your soaking wet lips. His gaze moves from your pussy to your eyes just as you slide yourself fully down his cock, a loud whine escaping your lips as his dick disappears deeper. 

His eyes roll back in his head as he takes in the tight, wet, warmth depth of your pussy. His fingers find their place around your hips, and he starts hammering his hips up and down, pulling your pussy down harder onto his dick. His movements get faster and rougher, and your eyes finally shut close as your hands tangle themselves in your own hair. Your pussy clenches and hands reach around to grab your breasts, slamming you down harder onto his cock.

"Ohh fuck Jungkook,"  you scream as he hits that spot over and over again. His cock is hot and hard, ramming into you over and over again, pulsing with each pump he delivers. You’re close, and you can tell that he's chasing after his own orgasm too.

"Cum for me, baby. Ride this cock it's yours and only yours. Nobody can fuck this tight pussy like me. Nobody can fill you up deep like me. Nobody can make you scream like me, right baby. You're my dirty girl, baby. You’re my perfect naughty girl," he moans loudly in your ear with one forceful thrust causing your orgasm to flood your body as moan after moan falls from your mouth. 

His pace picks up, and he starts to fuck you harder through your orgasm, his name leaving your mouth repeatedly with each powerful thrust. Your sounds get louder until you’re screaming his name as your most powerful orgasm approaches. Your pussy clenches tightly, almost making it impossible for him to move, as the loudest moan slips from his mouth. 

"FUCK Y/N," he shouts as his cock starts to erupt thick warm spurts of cum deep into your pussy. His hips snap up with urgency, as you ride him through his orgasm, taking in every jet of cum, milking his cock of everything he has left. 

Slowly he sits up behind you, arms wrapping around your waist, his dick still buried deep inside.

 "Fuck baby, your pussy is gonna be the death of me," Jungkook laughs while leaning his head against your shoulder. 

"Or this might be the death of you," you smirk looking at him in the mirror. You spread your legs open and slowly lift yourself off of his cock watching the way his eyes gape at the way every drop of cum drops from your pussy and drips back down onto his cock. 

"Fuck baby, I might just have to fuck that pussy again," he says licking his lips and staring at the cum dripping out of your hole. 

Jungkook's finger moves forward to dip into your pussy when, 

"Actually we would all prefer it if you guys did that again somewhere else," Taeyhung shouts followed by the voices of the rest of the guys yelling in agreement. 

You look at Jungkook with a massive grin on your face, and he glances at you in confusion.

 "What?" He questions just as your arms find their way around his neck. You place a soft loving kiss on his lips, "I think there's one thing left you that you need to do."  

You grab your phone and snap the perfect picture of him. You quickly caption it and post it onto your Twitter account, and within seconds both of your phones are blowing up with notifications. Giggles erupt from your throat as you smile at Jungkook. 

"What did you write?" He questions, grabbing his phone quickly. 

His eyes widens at the picture of himself. All of his followers were now looking at a picture of him currently with his tousled black hair, flushed cheeks, swollen red lips, and sleepy glazed over eyes. He looked freshly fucked, there was no way to deny that.

 The caption, however, read, "screaming. thank you soooooo much for the perfect night, Jungkook. it means sooo much. I love you so much, baby. 🖤" 

Jungkook looked at the thousands of comments and reposts on Twitter, there was no doubt that this would be trending soon. He looks up at me with wide eyes.  

"You really will be the death of me, baby," he says as his lips latch onto yours. 

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