Waking up the morning after her birthday, the tutor can’t believe how her life is changing.
Genre: Fluff, comedy
Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)
Warnings: Swearing, elusions to sexual activities, this chapter is very short
Word Count: 431
Length: 50/?
A/N: A very short chapter. I really wanted to get something up because the 5th was TMAHT’s birthday. Strange to think the first chapter was posted 3 years ago... Anyway I know some people might not like that this chapter isn’t longer but I’m behind on multiple deadlines, c-PTSD has been kicking my ass, I don’t feel confident in my writing at the moment, the government is being an asshole and I have had a lot on my plate with organising events at my univeristy. The government has decided to stop paying me one of my disability benefits and may stop my other one so I’d very much appreciate it if you supported me on Ko-Fi. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.
The feeling of hair being brushed away from your face stirred you awake, making you pull the warm body next to you closer.
“Mm, what time is it?” You said, nuzzling your face into Jungkook’s chest.
You felt rather than heard him chuckle, his hand carding through your hair. This situation struck you as so surreal. If a younger you had been told that one day you would be dating Jungkook, waking up beside him after a very eventful birthday evening, you would’ve laughed in disbelief. Hell, if someone had told you that you would enjoy sex you probably would’ve thought them insane. Yet there you were, curled up next to the man you love with a dull ache in your muscles from an active night.
“It's about 1pm. I thought I’d let you lay in.”
You hummed in acknowledgement, “I still can’t believe this is real.”
Jungkook tilted your head up, a cocky smirk on his lips, “I can’t believe we did it two more times and that I made you cum during both.”
Heat filled your cheeks, tomato face coming out in full force as you batted at his chest, “Don’t~ it's embarrassing!”
“Noona,” Jungkook’s eyebrows furrowed, “we’re both adults, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. And you certainly shouldn’t be embarrassed about enjoying yourself. Especially with what you’ve been through in the past.”
“I know. I’m just so used to feeling so ashamed afterwards and I’m not used to being treated so… gently,” You sighed, “I’m still grey-ace though just so you know.”
Jungkook placed a kiss on your forehead, “I know, I know. But I’m going to change that-” The tips of his ears turned red. “Not you being grey-ace! You’re perfect as you are! I just meant the feelings you asocciate with sex. I want to change those, replace the bad ones and make good memories for the both of us.”
You giggled, pecking him on the lips, “I know what you meant, BunBun. No need to get so flustered. How about we go get cleaned up then have something to eat?”
A smirk tugged at Jungkook’s lips, “Are you on the menu?”
More blood rushed to your cheeks as your lightly slapped him on the chest with a small whine of “Pervert.” Jungkook chuckled as he pulled back the covers, a chuckle that grew louder when he noticed you had instinctively covered your eyes.
“Noona, there’s no need to look away. You’ve seen me naked plenty of times now.”
“Doesn’t mean I’m used to it!”
“And here I thought you wanted us to shower together…”
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The day has finally arrived and the tutor has something special planned. Operation D enters its finally stage.
Genre: Fluff, comedy, SMUT
Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)
Warnings: Swearing, oral (f receiving), fingering, sexy times, Jungkook is a tad eager, riding, some dirty talk?, Jungkook can be a whiny baby, consent asked for throughout. PROTECTED SEX WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT PEOPLE.
Word Count: 2701
Length: 49/?
You worried around your kitchen as you prepared. Today was the day. It was your birthday. The day you planned to give Jungkook all of you. Miri was staying with Jaehi for the night under her insistence. Something about not having distractions around. There was only a couple of hours until Bangtan’s photoshoot was over, when Jungkook would be free to see you. So now was the best time to eat before nerves made your stomach uneasy. You knew Jungkook would’ve eaten at the photography studio. The doorbell rang as you were chopping up some carrots so you set down your knife and went to answer it.
A bunch of flowers greeted you. The delivery guy poked his head around the large bouquet, "Y/N?"
"Uh, yes that's me."
He handed you the flowers and wished you a happy birthday before leaving. Sitting down, you found a card attached to the bouquet by a ribbon.
"Alright, let's find out who you’re from,” You said turning the card over, “'To my lovely Noona. Happy birthday! I'm sorry I can't spend most of the day with you but my day ends at 8pm. I'll try to get to you asap so I can cook you dinner and stuff. From, your Kookie.'"
Well shit, his romantic home cooked dinner will probably have to wait until the next day. It wasn’t his fault though, he didn’t know your plans. A small smile graced your lips as you set the bouquet on the coffee table. You needed to finish cooking.
One meal and shower later, you were digging through your wardrobe for the lingerie you bought with Jaehi. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you pulled out the sheer fabric. Nerves or anticipation you couldn’t tell. Time was counting down, the photoshoot was ending soon. Placing it on your bed you moved over to your chester draws, you rummaged through to find the accompanying panties.
Stripping down you changed into them, posing and twirling in front of your widow to give yourself a once over. Just two things left to do. Grabbing your phone you typed out a quick message to Jungkook.
‘I’m ready.’
Sent.
All you had to do was your hair… maybe put on a nice pair of heels. Just as you sat down in front of your vanity, your phone dinged with a message.
‘Ready as in ready ready?
‘Yeah.’
‘Fuck.’
‘That’s the plan Kookie.’
You giggled at your own response and set your phone down. Trust teasing him to be the thing that calmed your nerves.
Your hair was in soft curls as you slid on a pair of heels that finished off your ensemble. The sound of the apartments passcode being punched in reached your ears causing you to hurry into the living room just as Jungkook shut the front door behind him.
You stood there stunned. His cherry red hair was part to show off his forehead, his clothing was far from casual, looking as if he had left the shoot without even changing. He wore a deep blue shirt, leather pants and a leather harness around his chest. He oozed sex appeal but one part of you lamented how fiddley the harness would be to remove.
Jungkook mirrored you, stood still as a statue whilst eyeing your form. You watched the path of his eyes as they travelled down your body, pausing at you cleavage momentarily before continuing down to your thighs. Where he stopped and drew in a breath. You bit your lip, trying to hold back a smirk.
“So that’s why you’ve been hiding from me in the bathroom while changing Noona? When did you get that tattoo?”
The tattoo in question was ‘oriental’ in design: cat in a kimono sheathing a katana while stood atop a koi fish, surrounded by lily pads in bloom. Your mother had paid for it as a farewell gift before a month before you left for Korea. It had to be done in sessions, one a week to have it completed in time.
“Before moving here.”
Jungkook closed the gap between you in a few long strides before dropping to his knees. His fingers tenderly traced over the lines.
“Munsindo noonacheoreom areumdawoyo. (The tattoo is as beautiful as Noona.)”
He placed a kiss on it, so feather light it was like the fluttering in you heart was caused by it sprouting wings to fly to him. The thought didn’t stick around for long. Jungkook used his position to hoist you over his shoulder as he stood, a squeal leaving your lips.
He crossed the threshold of your room, carefully setting you down on your bed. Your face was cupped by his hands as he looked into your eyes, “Are you sure about this Noona? I need to hear you say it.”
Your own hands reached for him, curling his locks around your fingers, “I’m sure Jungkook.”
The smile that bloomed across his face could’ve melted you, “Johke haedeurilkeyo. Yaksokhaeyo. (I’ll make it good for you. I promise.)”*
His lips were on yours without a second to spare, soft and gentle but you could tell he was holding back. Tugging on his hair, you tried to let him know it was okay but all he did was chuckle and shake his head.
“It’s your birthday Noona, so today this will be all about you. We can focus on me another time yeah?”
How did you get blessed with such a man? You decided to let him do as he pleased. With a nod of confirmation from you, he moved down to your neck. Immediately he attacked your weak point, nipping and sucking at it with a practiced technique that had you squirming beneath him. You hadn’t even realised he had led you down.
“Noona, can I… am I allowed to-” The way his breath ghosted over the sensitive skin had heat pooling between your legs.
“Please.”
It kind of amazed you how you knew what he was asking to do, but it’s not as if it took a mind reader. Jungkook’s nips lost their gentleness, now with the intent to mark you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, I particularly harsh bite causing you to jolt, hips meeting his and drawing a moan from the both of you. If there was something you had realised from your escapades with Jungkook, it was that his moans were as intoxicating as his singing. Unlike his singing, this was just for your ears.
Jungkook’s hands trailed up your thighs as his lips travelled south, stopping in the valley of your breasts. Sitting up slightly, he pulled down the straps of your baby doll to reveal you breasts to him.
“As much as I love how this looks on you, it’s getting in my way so I have no choice but see it go.”
His playful pout made you giggle. You helped him to remove the material from you leaving you in naught but your panties. Those giggles died instantly when he caught one of your nipples between his lips, tongue laving it. His hand gravitated towards the neglected breast, massaging it and pausing to tweak it. Keens and whines escaped your lips as heat continued to pool. You felt his free hand move to your hip, encouraging you to grind against him as his moved in tandem with you.
He freed your nipple to rest his head on your chest, sweat slicked hair feeling chill against your heated skin, “Fuck Noona, I’m sorry. I don’t think I can take my time with you like you wanted. Can I taste you? I’ve been fucking dying to Noona, please.”
“It’s… It’s okay baby. Do what you want with me.”
Jungkook groaned when the word baby left your lips, his hands already tugging at the last remaining piece of clothing on you.
You placed a hand on his chest, making him stop. His brows furrowed in concern.
“Aren’t you a tad over dressed?” You said coyly.
Jungkook was quick to start unbuckling the harness, you were almost sad to see it go. But that thought was swiftly replaced when he started unbuttoning his shirt to reveal more and more of his caramel skin to you. You were so entranced you barely noticed he had taken it off fully until he started working on removing his leather pants. Fuck they made his thighs look heavenly with how they clung to them like a second skin. Maybe one day you could convince him to wear those and the harness when fooling around…
Without hesitation Jungkook pushed down his pants revealing that he was going commando beneath.
“Do you ever wear underwear?”
“When my pants aren’t so tight. Do you have…?”
You pointed to your dresser. He had to claim over slightly and you relished in how his skin felt against yours. A little “aha” let you know he had found what he wanted. He sat back up, condom in hand and a victorious grin on his face.
“I thought you wanted to taste me baby. I thought you couldn’t wait.”
Jungkook tore open the foil.
“And I can’t but safety first. Don’t want to forget about it when I’m high on your pussy Noona.” He said with utter seriousness, rolling the rubber onto his cock.
You choked on air at his words. They sounded almost alien coming from him. Jungkook shifted above you so his upper body was situated between your legs, pulling them over his shoulders. With his hands on your hips, he pulled you towards his face, his breath fanning against you for but a brief moment before he was diving in.
You’ve only been eaten out a handful of times, none of which could compare to that very moment. No one had ever done it so enthusiastically. Had ever had you moaning like a wanton whore at an orgy. And Jungkook seemed equally affected as he groaned with each passing of his tongue between your folds, only stopping to focus on your clit. You couldn’t help you hands weaving into his hair, tugging him closer so you could grind against the flat surface of his tongue.
A prodding at your entrance had you looking down and you swore you could’ve come then and there at the sight that met you. He was looking up at you, watching your reactions and responding to them. His sweat laden bangs were held back from his face by your very own hands letting you see him clearly. And fuck were you weak for it, the look in his eyes was exactly like when he was performing. The passion and focus in them.
Staring into your eyes, he pushed two fingers into you. You tensed, not used to starting with two but it really did seem Jungkook was too riled up for his own good. But that didn’t mean he was utterly senseless. At your visible discomfort, he started sucking and kitten licking at your clit, making you shudder as pleasure surged upwards through you. When you had relaxed enough he started pumping his fingers inside you, crooking his fingers to find the spots that would have your toes curling.
“Jungkook. Fuck right there.”
Jungkook pulled away slightly, “There Noona? Do you think you can take another?”
“Please,” You whined, tugging at his hair.
Jungkook chuckled, going back to give your sensitive nub more attention as he eased a third finger in. You already felt so full but if the dildos you had been practicing with were anything to go by, you were going to feel even more so later. With just a bit more coaxing he had done the impossible. Jungkook made you cum with foreplay. The heat that had pooling in your stomach, twisting into a coil, finally released and flooded your body. You cried out as it travelled from its epicentre between your legs, to your toes and fingers before finally reaching your head leaving you fucked out and heady.
Jungkook sat back, your release on his lips and chin. Using his thumb he wiped up what remained only to suck it off with a moan.
“You taste so fucking good Noona. Good thing you’re a snack so I can eat you up every day.”
He shifted so his hips were flush against yours, his cock pressing insistently against your entrance. Your hand went to his shoulder, nudging him to lay back but he resisted.
“I said today is about you Noona. You don’t need to worry about me.”
“I know. I want to be on top.”
The dumbstruck look on Jungkook’s face was priceless and when you nudged his shoulder again he gave no resistance at all, falling to the side with all the grace of a pigeon in a strong wind. You straddled his hips but waited a moment before going any further.
“Are you okay with this baby?”
Jungkook blinked a couple of times before meeting your eyes, “Noona, I am more than okay with this. I just had to focus on not coming at the thought of you riding me.”
Nodding to yourself having got his consent, you lined up his cock with your cunt before pressing down onto his. Your breath caught in your throat at the sheer feel of him stretching you to your limits, even as you took your time. A stream of curses left Jungkook’s mouth, his hands clutching at the sheets. You both stayed like that for a moment, regaining composure.
“Noona, you’re so wet and tight. Fuck. Despite the fleshlight you gave me I don’t think I’ll last long.”
“I-it’s okay. I’ve al-already c-came.”
Jungkook gave a low groan in response, his head kicking back as his hips bucked at your words, “Shit, sorry Noona.”
Your hands fell to his chest to steady yourself, moaning as his movements made him brush against your sweet spot.
“Do that again Kookie. But this time call me by my name.”
Jungkook released the sheets, hands tightly grasping at your hips to hold you steady as he thrust up into you, “Oh fuck. Fuck Y/N. So fucking good around my cock. Shit this isn’t how I thought it’d go in my head.”
Not content with staying still, you rocked against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. Your body tipping forward as you rested your forehead against his own, breathy moans mixing with his grunts. The sound of those with skin against skin and you wetness were a sinful performance to your ears. One you knew you’d want to hear over and over for as long as you were able. For as long as Jungkook was your partner in this duet.
Jungkook captured your lips with your own. It was messy with heavy breathing and teeth occasionally knocking at harder thrusts. Which were becoming more erratic as Jung drew ever closer to his end. The familiar heat was starting to build in your stomach but you elected to ignore it, just this once.
“It’s okay baby, you can cum.”
As if hearing those words was what he needed, Jungkook tensed beneath you with a cry of your name as you continued to rock against him, milking his climax. His grip on you tightening was you signal to stop so you eased yourself off him. As he led there panting and in a fucked out daze you carefully removed the condom from him and took it over to your little bin. Sure you ached but clean up was necessary.
“Noona~ waso nal kkyeoanayo (Come and cuddle me).” Jungkook whine, patting beside him insistently.
You wondered if he was the whiney type after cumming. Smiling to yourself at the thought of a whiny baby-ish Jungkook, you crawled back into bed and into his arms.
“You tired Kookie?”
Jungkook shook his head, “Just need to catch my breath. Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll be ready for round two.”
Your eyes which were closing sprang wide open, “Round two?”
“I will feel you come round my dick before your birthday is over Y/N, I promise. Which reminds me. Happy Birthday Noona. I’m sorry I didn’t bring your present or the stuff for dinner. I kinda… forgot… after your texts.”
Part 48: The Day Jungkook Tried To Teach His Tutor To Swim
Recommended Song: Swimming Fool by SEVENTEEN
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Summary:
Jungkook keeps his promise to teach you to swim. Awkwardness ensues.
Genre: Fluff, comedy
Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)
Warnings: Swearing, this is being written by someone who has no clue how to swim but have had many people offer to teach them.
Word Count: 642
Length: 48/?
A/N: It’s back! This chapter is only short but its me trying to navigate how to do this as a singular author now. Hopefully future chapters will be longer but please don’t expect the 17k-ish chapters to return. I’m not sure if this will have a schedule again as I’ll be working on this when I’m not doing my coursework.
It was your birthday tomorrow and, sadly, Jungkook would be busy with a photoshoot until the evening. Which is why you were here, in the changing room to a private pool that was a part of Bangtan’s apartment complex. Jungkook wanted to make good on his promise to teach you how to swim.
You tugged at your swim shorts, making sure they reached your knees. You might have brought lingerie to wear for tomorrow but that didn’t mean you were ready for him to see you scantily clad just yet. So yes, you were wearing men’s swim shorts over your bikini bottoms and a white t-shirt on top. You had always felt self-conscious in any body conforming or revealing swimwear which meant you normally wore this kind of get up when having visited the beach with friends and family before. Which also meant you got a lot of: You’re a woman, you have curves. You have to show them off. God those comments made you livid.
You shook your head, clearing your thoughts. It was just Jungkook, he wouldn’t mind you wearing stuff like this. It was almost a carbon copy of things he’s worn in summer packages. If anything, you could’ve probably stepped out in scuba gear and he wouldn’t give it a second thought. With that in mind, you made your way out of the changing rooms and into the pool area, finding yourself swept up from the side with a squeal.
“Gotcha Nabi (Butterfly)!” Jungkook giggled, pecking you on the cheek.
You wiggled in his arms trying to break free, never a fan of surprises. And that applied doubly to surprise physical contact. “Kookie, let me go. Please. I nearly had a panic attack.”
Jungkook immediately let go of you, “Oh shit, I am sorry Nabi.” The poor boy looked like he didn’t know what to do with his hands as he fretted over you.
Taking deep breaths, you tugged at your shorts from where they had ridden up. You weren’t ready to expose your legs entirely. Since moving to Korea you had taken to changing in the bathroom whenever Jungkook was around. But that will change once your birthday comes along.
“It’s fine. Just please don’t surprise me like that again… Shall we get started?”
Jungkook scratched the back of his neck sheepishly before taking your hand and leading you into the pull. When you were about chest deep he turned to face you only for his eyes to practically become the size of banchan dishes.
“J-j-j-jagi, you ssssshould-d-dn’t have worn a white t-top… I c-can ssssee your b...b...bikini b...b...bra.”
Looking down you saw your black bikini top showing from under your now very see-through white tshirt.
“Fuck!” Your arms went flying across your chest to cover yourself.
Jungkook cleared his throat while looking away, “Nothing we can do now. But the pool is private so we shouldn’t be interrupted… not like I haven’t seen them before… Also for this first part I kind of need your hands.”
Cheeks blazing, you slowly uncrossed your arms and held them out to him. In turn he took your outstretched hands.
“Right Nabi, I need you to lean forward, let your body float.” He said as he took a step back to give you room.
“I don’t float, I sink.”
“That won’t happen, I’ve got you.”
Taking a steadying breath you pulled your feet from the floor, but you could feel your anxiety starting to kick in. You needed a distraction.
“So ‘Nabi’ is my new name this time? Can I expect you to slip into calling me ‘Noona’ again today?”
He shook his head with a goofy smile, “No slipping today Nabi. And yes, that’s what you are today. You’re my beautiful Jagi who flutters from place to place inside my heart just like a butterfly.”
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Today marks a very significant day. The Meme and His Tutor is officially removed from AO3 after painstakingly screenshotting the 1000+ comments left on it. I love every single reader that supported me on that platform.
So as you may know TMAHT has been... dead for a while. The main reasons have been health concerns and the like. But today @jiminieblush has admitted to me she no longer feels comfortable writing the series and that she can't bring herself to write the "planned" last chapter.
So with that being said, I shall continue the series by myself and the next chapter will no longer be the last. Please do not send her any messages about TMAHT or bug her about it. It is saddening that she'll no longer be involved. We had so much planned together and even a possible sequel... the last thing I want is for her to feel guilty about anything.
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Part 47: The Day The Tutor Went Shopping With Jaehi
Co-written with @jiminieblush
Recommended Song: favOriTe by LOOΠΔ
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Summary:
After a comment about how barren your apartment was, you decided to make it homely and go shopping with Jaehi. She had her own errand to do.
Genre: Fluff, comedy
Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)
Warnings: Swearing, implied bondage, implied usage of sex toys.
Word Count:4325
Length: 47/?
"Miri! Come on baby girl!"
You shrugged on your coat while waiting for the little pupper to join you at the door. Her nails clicked against the hardwood flooring as she approached, but was suddenly interrupted by a loud clanging sound. What the fuck?
Dropping your shoes, you ventured further into the apartment and noticed Miri picking herself up off the floor, a metal soda can by her side. You sighed; trust Taehyung to forget to tidy up all of his cans of drink from the night before. He could be surprisingly messy when he wanted to be. You sighed and proceeded to put the cans in recycling. Yes, you enjoyed having Bangtan come to visit and most times they cleaned up after themselves. But sometimes you just wanted to shoo them out the door. Like when Jin brought up the homeliness of your apartment. Especially the empty corner of your living area.
Upon moving in, you'd set up a cheap bookshelf to display the few books that didn't fit on the shelf above your desk. On top was a fake orchid, that had began to droop with its own weight, and a picture frame with no picture it in. It looked rather pathetic, though you didn't pretend to be the best interior designer in the world.
Jin's comment had stemmed from Yoongi half-heartedly joking about you needing another couch in order for everyone to sit comfortably when they visited. That then spiralled as everyone felt the need to comment on what you could do to make your place look less like a pop-up showroom from Ikea and more like a lived-in home. You knew their words were not intended to be insults and you didn't take them as such. You had been so caught up in Jungkook, university and Operation D that decorating your home was the last thing on your mind.
Miri trotting over to you carrying her lead in her mouth drew you from your thoughts. You must've left it by the door after hearing the commotion in the kitchen. Clipping it to her collar, you stuffed your feet into your Timbs and headed out for a quick walk around the neighbourhood.
You opened your front door with a sleeping Miri carried under one arm. The poor thing having used up her energy when you stopped at a nearby dog park. It was nice to see her getting along with her own kind. You took her into your bedroom, placed her on the foot of the bed and went back into the hallway to take off your coat and shoes.
Heading into your kitchen, you grabbed a drink and connected your phone to your Bluetooth speakers wanting some music to fill the silence. Just as you were about to lock your phone, it buzzed with a text.
Oh! It was Jaehi!
'I'm bored. Wanna go shopping with me?'
You groaned, feet aching from chasing Miri to get her back on her lead after letting her loose to play.
‘Now?’
As if on cue, your stomach growled. The alarm Jungkook had set before falling asleep decided not to go off this morning, leaving you rushing to get Jungkook out the door before he had management calling him. As soon as he had gone, you'd got ready yourself to take Miri out and forgotten to eat.
‘In an hour or so?’
Perfect.
‘Sounds like a plan!’
The two of you arranged a time and place to meet, and then you set about cooking a late breakfast. Hopefully your pancakes wouldn't turn into crumpets again. You never really understood how you accomplished that feat in the first place.
You felt too lazy to make the batter from scratch like you normally did so you grabbbed a batter mix out of a cupboard along with eggs and milk from the fridge.
They were a success; perfectly golden brown on either side and thick enough that they were fluffy inside. You held back tears of success. Quickly slicing up some bananas, you smeared chocolate over the hot little clouds before topping them off with the banana pieces. You took the plate into the living room, pausing your music so you could watch some TV. There wasn't much interesting on, only a drama that you had seen a few episodes of but never completed. Not that it mattered much anyway considering you were far too distracted to pay attention.
What could you do to make your home more homey?
You eyed up the empty corner. Because of the layout you couldn't exactly see the TV from over there which was why you never really bothered with that area. Maybe you could turn it into a Miri area... But she didn't exactly need that much space. Her bed was visible from the sofa and her food near the kitchen. A few toys were dotted around the place. Maybe you could get a proper basket to keep them contained. But a basket would only fill a tiny section of space. You needed something bigger. And then it hit you. Maybe you could make it into a 'chill zone'. You could even move your guitar to over there. The only other thing was seating... another sofa would not only be too expensive, but too far away to be completely social.
Hmm, you'd have to have a search when you're out shopping. Jaehi might even have a suggestion.
'I'm outside.'
You put away the last item of your washing up, a mixing bowl, before slipping on your shoes and coat and grabbing your mini rucksack. Miri was still asleep but you'd refreshed her water and refilled her food, not quite sure what time you would be home.
Jaehi was leaning against a lamppost, eyes on the phone in her hand. You called out to her as you approached and grinned when her eyes lit up.
"Unnie!"
You walked towards the closest bus stop together, discussing what you'd been up to that morning and where you planned to shop.
"I need to decorate and stuff, you?"
Jaehi shrugged. "I just want to hang out. Maybe pop into a few stores. There's one that Goseong has asked me to visit to pick up a couple things..." She trailed off, cheeks lightly dusted pink.
"What's that?"
It wasn't any of your business, but she couldn't trail off all embarrassed like that and not expect you to ask.
"Nothing important!" Her quick response had you suspicious. You went to delve deeper when she cut you off with a nervous giggle. "Ha, I'll tell you later."
She gave a slight nod towards the handful of people waiting in the bus shelter a few metres away. You didn't push further, already having the slightest hint.
She cleared her throat, "So... uh, why are you wanting to decorate?"
"The guys said it wasn't very homey and there wasn't enough seating. But I can't afford another sofa nor do I have space for one."
"Why don't you buy cushions? It was the traditional seating for meals and all."
You tried to picture how the space would look with a few cushions on the floor.
"I'm afraid it'll still feel empty..."
Jaehi cupped her chin as she thought some more.
"Goseong's housemate has bean bags in his room for when they play console games together."
Immediately you could picture a bean bag beside the bookcase. Something you could chill in while reading.
"That might work..."
Jaehi took out her phone. "I'll text Goseong to see if he can find out where his housemate got his from. It'll save us from searching loads of shops."
You gave her a thankful smile and ducked inside the bus shelter to check how long you would have to wait for the next bus. It was due meaning it would arrive in the next two minutes or so. Or maybe that's just how buses were in England... You still had so much to learn, but was slowly beginning to settle in to your new life in Korea.
Jaehi tapped on your shoulder to get your attention before pointing at the bus that was coming around the corner. Huh, strangely punctual. Very different to how buses back home seemed to come either super early or really fucking late. You remembered one particular time when you needed to get to college and the bus was an hour late...
Jaehi led the way onto the bus, strategically worming her way through the small crowd of people boarding the bus. You tapped your bus pass to the scanner and took a seat near the back. The two of you chatted about your course while you waited for your stop: the subway.
"-I don't understand why the group projects are necessary," Jaehi sighed, slumping against your shoulder. "It's a waste of time and not a true reflection of everyone's work."
You smiled, grateful she happened to share the same sentiments as you. "It's a good job we don't have many to work on through the semester."
She nodded in agreement. "I'm shotgunning you for any and all group projects since you're older and therefore wiser."
Your eyebrows shot up into your hairline. "Wise my ass!"
She scoffed, "Are you joking?"
You shrugged, cheeks tinting under her wide eyes. Wise? You weren't wise. Sure, you had a lot to say in class sometimes. But that was because some students and their opinion rubbed you the wrong way. Making a comment that added value to the conversation was one thing, but saying something for attention or in an attempt to be funny was just plain foolish.
"I just say things that make the most logical sense. Not everything has to be controversial to be thought provoking."
"And that is very wise."
You rolled your eyes at her grin. "Who says I want to partner with you for all group projects anyway?"
"Your social awkwardness."
You couldn't argue. Even if you weren't avoiding a lot of social interaction due to the unwanted attention that came from dating Jungkook, you would have still been wary about making friends and partnering up for a project. Hel,l all you had to do was look back on your college days to be reminded of how your social anxiety became crippling when the word 'team' was mentioned.
"But I'm possibly the least socially awkward person around," she said and reached over to press the button signalling you wanted the bus to stop. "Which means we balance each other out and therefore make a good team."
You smiled at her and ruffled her hair, much to her annoyance.
The two of you perused the markets together before heading towards the more modern high streets. It made you feel a little awkward since you were used to holding Jungkook's hand while out and about. You stuck as close to Jaehi's side as possible, holding onto her bag strap whenever someone brushed by too close. She didn't seem to mind being the buffer.
Earlier on in your time living in Korea, Jungkook had already introduced you to how certain stores would have large items delivered to you. A little tidbit of information you had a feeling would be coming in pretty handy for this shopping trip.
"Where are we heading first?" You asked, not familiar with the street you walked down.
"I'm still waiting for Goseong to reply, but there's a furniture shop at the next intersection. We could see if they sell bean bags until he gets back to me."
You carried along slightly behind her until an idea came to mind.
"Jaehi, you said you had something to pick up for him. Why don't we do that first?"
She shook her head. "No, no. It's fine."
"No, I insist. My shopping will probably take longer and I'd feel bad about dragging you around all day."
After one more glance at her phone she sighed. "Sure...I guess we could do that."
Why did she seem so reluctant? Was it something you said? Or was it something to do with what she had to pick up? You didn't have a chance to ask as she took the lead once more and started in the direction of a narrow side street. You felt like you recognised the street. Had you come down here before?... You wracked your brain trying to remember. You had. You had been down this street before. With Chubs! When you went to the-
"We're here."
You felt your cheeks heating.
"Uh..."
Jaehi's hands found the crook of your elbow and pulled you over towards the wall.
"So, you totally don't have to come inside if you don't want to. I'll be super quick. I prom-"
"It's okay."
Jaehi's eyes went wide. "You sure? I know we're not super close yet and I don't want to weird you out already."
"I'm actually quite honored you felt comfortable enough with me to come this far. So I don't mind going in there with you."
Please God let there be no-one who recognised you from your last trip there. There was something in the way she smiled that made you suspicious about why she might enjoy this. But nonetheless you followed her up the stairs to the shop. Reaching the top of the steps your drops. Oh no. The woman that sold you the dildos was in.
A chorus of "Nice to see you again," greeted your ears.
You and Jaehi looked at each other, both confused at the thought of the other having been to a SEX SHOP before. Your lips twitched, threatening to smile. Jaehi brought a hand to her mouth, coughing awkwardly. Neither of you knew whether to laugh or cry.
The lady that served you last time and the one that recognised Jaehi approached the two of you.
"So, how are you enjoying those dildos you purchased?"
"And Jaehi, how are you doing with the restraints you bought? Goseong broken them yet?"
It was impossible to hold back the laughter any longer. Jaehi, too, burst into giggles. The two sales assistants even joined in.
"That's actually why I'm here," Jaehi said after calming down, "They weren't strong enough."
The sales assistant's jaw dropped. "Were you being too rough on him? I told you he might not have been ready for a bigger attachment."
Your sales assistant seemed to sense your confusion.
"A strap-on attachment, honey." Your eyes widened."Do you need anything or are you just accompanying Jaehi?"
"I...uh... I was thinking of buying some... lingerie..."
She looked between you and Jaehi before smirking. "Say no more. Follow me."
Towards the back of the store, away from all the toys, was a section dedicated purely to lingerie and...costumes.
"So, are you looking for a new bra and panties set? Or something a bit more exciting?"
You mulled the question over. "Not just a bra...something...special."
A devious look came to her eye. "Something special? I think we have a few things you might be interested in."
Your cheeks burned when she gestured to a selection of latex and PVC bodysuits.
"Are these more like it?”
You ran your fingers over the material. "As much as he would love this, I think it's a bit much."
"So something more subtle?"
She stepped back, drawing you towards another rack.
"It's for our first time," you admitted, "I want something to make me feel more confident..."
"I see~ How much skin are you willing to show?"
You already had an idea of what you wanted. "Do you have something that would show off my legs? He loves my legs and butt."
She giggled and nodded before picking what looked to be a very short dress off a rack.
"This is a baby doll style. You can get them in pretty much every design and style whether that's something a little bit more revealing such a this:" She gestured to the one she held, slipping her hand between the fabric to show that the cups were open to allow the breasts to hang freely. You shook your head and she swapped it for a baby pink satin one. "Or, you can be more modest."
You scrunched your nose at the choice of colour. But you liked the design.
"Do you have that in a different colour?"
"Of course, sweetie, any preference?"
"Uh... we both like red and black."
She quirked a brow. "I can work with that. Red, the colour of heat and passion. Black, the colour of sophistication."
She walked further down the wall and motioned you over. The boutique didn't just stock it it plain black or red, but also in a mix of the two. You immediately pointed to that one. The cups and halter neck straps were blood red while the skirt was black.
"Ah~ the halter neck A-line. Good choice. Modest yet confident and sexy. It should suit you well."
She helped you find your correct size before taking it to the till point so she could get it packed up ready. You weren't expecting her to make idle chit-chat.
"How are you finding the 8 incher? Your boyfriend must be worried he won't compare size wise since you've been using that."
You awkwardly scratched the back of your neck. "More like it would reassure him."
Her jaw dropped. "No! He can't be... Jesus. You have been gifted.”
"Or punished."
She chuckled. "I wish you luck finding out."
"8 fucking inches?!" Jaehi's surprised voice from beside you made you startle. "8. Fucking. Inches?!" She repeated.
"Yeah..."
"Have you choked on that dick yet?"
Oh god. You were blushing.
"Uhm, not yet. I've been...cautious."
"Fair enough."
You swallowed and eyed the set of cuffs on the till point in front of her.
"So... Goseong is into... buttstuff... wouldn't of pegged him as the type." You were going to hell for that pun.
Jaehi grinned shamelessly. "That's not even the worst of it."
Your sales assistant cleared her throat, "You said it'll be your first time with your boyfriend? Are you both virgins or...?"
You felt your cheeks heat up. "Um... he is, I'm not."
Jaehi gasped then tutted, "He's not going to last long then."
You noticed your sales assistant reach under the counter and pick something up, scanning it.
"You poor thing. Since we're having a stock clearance on these fleshlights, I'll throw it in for free. It trains a man to last longer."
You looked at the golden box, stuttering out a thank you. You paid for your items and waited for Jaehi to pay for her items. The sales assistant wished the two of you luck as you left the store.
The two of you spent the rest of the day searching and buying items for your apartment, Goseong having sent Jaehi the name of the shop he got his bean bag from. He even offered to pick you and Jaehi up so you wouldn't have to struggle with your shopping on public transport. The department store needed to order in the bean bag, the red one you wanted not being in stock, and so would be delivered to your apartment later on in the week.
You made sure to thank Goseong as he helped you put your shopping in the car. He was so nice. You could understand why he and Jaehi were together. Watching them together was the sweetest. You still couldn't believe they were kinky.
Back at home, you began filling the bare corner. Miri's toys were now in a little wicker basket she could dig her nose in to find her favourite. Before leaving, Jaehi and Goseong helped you to assemble a new non-wonky Ikea bookshelf upon which you were re-stacking your collection of books and knick knacks. A knock on your door followed by the sound of tapping on your door keypad had you startled, having not expected a guest.
It could only be one person.
"Jagi? It's me!"
You spun around to greet him but the sight of him had you standing there speechless.
"Jagi?..."
Red... His hair was red...
"Do you like it?"
You took slow steps towards him as your brain processed the new image, Jungkook moving forward to meet you halfway. Your hand came up and carded through his hair, its softness surprising you.
You gulped. You thought his black hair was sinful but this... this was...
"...Hot..."
His hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling it from his hair and entwining your fingers together.
"H-hot?"
You coughed awkwardly, only just realising you had spoken aloud. You had to cover yourself.
"Hot pink? Really Kookie?"
His grin dropped.
"Pink? It's not pink! It's a fiery red!"
You chuckled, "How is it red?! Its a vibrant dark pink!" You gave his hair a teasing tug.
His hands came to wrap around your waist as he rested his head on you shoulder and huffing in annoyance. The feeling of his breath on your neck sent a shiver shooting through you.
"I wanted red but the bleach lightened it..." he mumbled.
"It suits you very much," you admitted, "You've done red before. Pink is different."
His bunny grin appeared in full force. "Really?"
You nodded. "Somehow it makes you look mature and youthful at the same time. Is it permanent?"
"Semi."
"So it'll fade to a peachy pink?"
He nuzzled your cheek. "You're obsessed with peaches."
"That's because I am one."
You yelped when a palm met your ass with a smack.
Jungkook pulled back to smirk at you. "Firm peach."
You pulled away from him with a giggle.
"Or should I say juicy peach?"
"Jungkook!"
"Such a tempting peach but alas, it is not ready to enjoy."
Your cheeks burned with his insinuation but it made you remember something.
"Oh! I bought a gift for you today?"
"Really?"
You hummed in agreement and gestured to the sofa. He sat down as you grabbed the 'gift' from your bedroom. You had made sure to hide your lingerie with your dildos, not wanting Jungkook to see it before it was time.
You held the gift behind your back, keeping it out of his sight until you stood in front of him. You revealed it with a 'Tada~!'. He was a picture of confusion, slowly taking the box from you and scanning it. You pointed to the back where the rather brief description was.
His eyes bulged out of their sockets. "Noona?!"
A part of you wanted to laugh but you were mostly embarrassed.
"I uh... I felt bad for your wrist. It must be getting tired and I'm not ready to relieve it of its duties. So-"
"YOU GOT ME A GOLDEN FLESHLIGHT!"
"...For my golden maknae."
To your surprise, his hands found the back of your thighs and pulled you down onto his lap, wrapping you in a hug.
"I can't believe you got me a fucking fleshlight."
He was... happy?
"I'm glad you like it-"
"I love it! I can take it on tour with me! I'll think of you-"
You slapped a hand over his mouth. "Don't say stuff like that!"
He cocked an eyebrow and gently moved your hand away. "I'll have to get something for you."
You shook your head not really knowing what to say.
"Where did you even get this from? Did you order it or something?" He continued.
"Uh... Jaehi took me shopping today and she went to an... adult shop and I didn't want to wait outside. These were on sale."
He nodded in understanding before suddenly frowning. "Wait, Jaehi as in your nice friend Jaehi I met that time?"
"Uh huh. She kinky."
His eyes widened, muttering something under his breath that you didn't catch. He was quick to move on, glancing over your shoulder and frowning.
"Is that the same bookshelf?"
You shook your head. "I got it today. I wanted to make this place more homey."
Jungkook awed and placed a kiss on your temple.
"I thought about what Yoongi said about needing more seats so I ordered some beanbags."
"Some?"
"Okay one... for me... Jaehi convinced me to buy floor pillows. Like the ones you use in certain Run episodes."
You pointed to the space beside the bookshelf where you’d stacked the cushions while not in use.
Jungkook nodded. "That type of seating doesn't take up much space so that's understandable."
You buried your nose in his neck, breathing in the scent of his jumper. It was always so comforting.
"Will you be spending the night?"
"I can't," he sighed, "I have interviews and stuff."
You pouted. His schedule was gruelling and you missed waking up to him, cuddling up to his warmth.
"I'll have to make the most of you while I have you then."
Jungkook's eyes lit up mischievously.
"But no sexual stuff. No bumping uglies in any way!"
"Hey! I'm only interested in that stuff when you are. I'm not with you to 'bump uglies'. I'm with you because I love you as you are - a beautiful, memey, grey-ace, caring soul."
Cupping his cheeks you placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"And I love you too."
"Wanna watch some anime or a movie?"
"When do you have to go back? Because I recently discovered this awesome new anime series and I need you to watch it."
Jungkook clapped as his eyes lit up. You giggled as you hopped off his lap to fetch your remote. Meanwhile, he made himself comfy on the sofa by laying down, once again pulling you to him once you were in reach.
"I'm glad you like the hair Jagi. I was afraid you'd hate it."
"Its your hair. I have no say in what you do with it."
"I value your opinion, though."
You ruffled his soft locks. "As long as your scalp isn't burning and you're happy with it then I'm happy, baby."
"Bet you think I look like an anime protagonist."
You pecked him on the lips, "Yup. My bunny hero."
A/N: I would really appreciate it if you supported me on Kofi. Even if its just a little amount it will make a huge difference.
It’s the moment you and the rest of ARMY had been waiting for.
Genre: Fluff, comedy
Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)
Warnings: Swearing
Word Count: 4536
Length: 44/?
The day had finally arrived. The comeback. Jungkook was with his members preparing to do the Vlive comeback show while you curled up on your sofa, laptop hooked up to your tv. Miri was to your left, head propped on your knee, and a bowl of popcorn was on your right. In your hands was your phone that you were furiously typing on. Both you and Chubs were absolutely buzzing with excitement. It was finally happening after literal months of waiting.
You were fully prepared to stay up as late as necessary to get the full experience. Chubs had even made sure she wasn't working so she could experience it all in real time with you. It was a matter of minutes until the hour long live show would begin. Your phone buzzed with a new message and you were surprised to see Jungkook's name flash on the screen. Tapping on the message, you couldn't help but giggle like the fangirl you are.
'Hope you enjoy the new album, Jagi...especially track five... ;) I'll message you after the show!'
Track 5? What was special about track 5? You shrugged, you'd find out soon enough.
'Have fun, BunBun!'
You opened up the chat with Chubs and refreshed the BTS vlive homepage.
'I hope that vlive doesn't crash again like it has done the past few years...'
There was still about another 5 minutes until the show began.
'I wouldn't be surprised. ARMY keeps growing and growing.'
It got you thinking about BTS' growth, and how many fans would flock to them with this comeback, how much it meant to each member. Yoongi was never shy in vocalising his desires to win awards and top charts. This album could do that. Could be all they've ever wanted. You wondered what antics would happen during the show. You reckon you'd die of embarrassment if you were mentioned.
Another message caught your attention:
'ONE MINUTE! ONE MINUTE Y/N! REFRESH!!'
'Holy shit!'
You refreshed the page, being greeted by Jungkook in a suit and glasses sat behind a desk.
"Hello and welcome to Bangtan News. I'm your anchor, Jeon Jeongguk. But you can call me Nochu."
The fucker winked.
"Here is our first story of the day: BTS have dropped their new album."
There were cheers from the other members who were sat out of shot, a hand even shoved Jungkook's shoulder making him grin.
"The music video and album are said to be released at 12.30am Korean Standard Time."
More cheers from the members.
"Many people are excited for its release. I know my wife is."
He tapped his cue cards on the table as writing appeared saying 'Jungkook is not actually married'.
You were dying. An inhuman squeal left your lips. Your phone wouldn't stop buzzing but you didn't want to tear your eyes away from the screen.
"Let me introduce you to some very important guests, 6 out of the 7 Bangtan members! Sadly, the maknae, Jungkook is going to be late."
The camera cut to Namjoon who was beaming, shuffling a stack of cue cards.
"Hello, I'm the leader of BTS, RM."
There were more whoops from around him and then the camera cut to Jin.
"I'm the most handsome member, Jin." He sent his signature flying kiss to the camera.
The camera panned to Yoongi, "Hi, I'm Suga. Nice to see you again."
The poor guy looked so tired yet hyper at the same time with his gummy smile. He must have been up late giving the tracks one final listen then downed a fuck ton of coffee. Hoseok was his usual cheery self introducing himself as 'ARMY's hope and sunshine'. Jimin came next, looking extra tiny in a huge knitted sweater. And then there was Taehyung who was dressed as though ready for bed in a pair of plaid wide leg pants. You really questioned his fashion choices sometimes.
After the introductions, the camera cut back to Jungkook who asked the members to talk about the album and its concept.
Namjoon took the lead, explaining how they transitioned from the success of WINGS to the new album and what they, as a group, wanted to communicate through their music.
"Our Kookie even wrote a song that made it onto the album. Try to guess which one when it's released." Taehyung said, pride clear in his voice.
Jungkook smirked, "Oh really? I bet my wife will love that song, he's her bias after all."
The other members laughed. You, on the other hand, were stunned to silence. Wife?! Why did he keep referring to you, well you hoped it was you, as his wife?! What if people got the wrong impression?
"Your wife might be disappointed Mr Jeon. Our Kookie wrote it for ARMY and his girlfriend."
You hid your face in your hands. This was exactly what you didn't want happening.
Jungkook pushed his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose.
"I don't mind a little bit of healthy competition."
You groaned. He was so silly. Really.
"I think it's time to cut to the Jacket Shooting behind the scenes. It was nice meeting you Mr Jeon but our Jungkook will be joining us after this."
There were more whoops as the camera zoomed out to show all members before cutting to the video. You took a quick second to unlock your phone and scan the spam of messages from Chubs, keeping an eye on the screen. She had been losing her shit over Jungkook referring to you as his wife.
'I fucking hope someone had told him to act like a married news anchor otherwise he us dropping some major hints!'
You tutted.
'HE IS NOT PROPOSING TO ME ANYTIME SOON!'
Her response was instant, 'You sure? Cause he had everything prepared for you to live and study in Korea after you had known each other for 6 months.'
There was too much for you to process to think about a proposal right now.
'Not happening...Jimin is looking rather dapper...focus on him.'
'He looks too fluffy for me to thirst over right now. Bet you're needing to take a dive in the ocean though ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)'
You narrowed your eyes at the screen where Jungkook was striking a pose in a bright yellow t-shirt, hair parted just the way you liked.
'Fuck you, Chubs'
A smile spread across your face at the boys having fun. The clip cut to Hoseok who was giggling to himself.
"Hoseok-ah, what's so funny?" Came from behind the camera.
Hoseok grinned, "Jungkookie messages he noona whenever he gets a break. You can tell from his goofy smile. See."
The camera panned over to Jungkook who went from smiling to posing to take a selca.
With your phone still unlocked, you opened your camera roll and found the exact picture he had taken. Woah. It wasn't very often you got to see the behind the scenes of a selca and the album jacket shooting.
'He's so whipped for you.’
You rolled your eyes at the message and focused on the screen. The members were taking pictures of each other, filling the time between shoots. They were so happy. As a friend, and a fan, it made you also happy to see them just messing around and being themselves while also working hard.
You were surprised with the amount of concepts one album could have. The volume of thought and planning behind it all was incomprehensible to a casual outsider. Even with the behind the scenes, so many pieces of the puzzle were missing.
Another couple of minutes later and the footage cut back to the live show. Jungkook was dressed in more casual clothing, glasses gone and bangs no longer parted. They moved onto talking about the jacket shooting and how it fit with the whole album concept. When saying which style of clothing they preferred, Jungkook didn't surprise you by saying he favoured the more casual sportswear as it was 'super comfy'.
"Jungkook-ah loves baggy clothes. Didn't he wear the outfit the day before so it would smell like her?" Taehyung teased, nudging the bashful maknae.
Jungkook's cheeks turned positively pink as he rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't say anything, but you knew Taehyung was right.
Jungkook was such a cutie.
Namjoon directed the conversation to the songs, getting the members to discuss each song and what it means. Jimin went first since he had sung the intro solo (the first time for a vocalist to do so) which prompted a series of texts from Chubs who was gushing with pride.
You saw this as an opportunity to get back at her, 'I wonder who he wanted to touch and love him...'
You knew that Namjoon had written the song but he had to have chosen Jimin to sing it for more than just his voice. She sent back an emoji rolling its eyes. You wouldn't let her get off easily.
'What if none of this is a coincidence? What if you being my best friend and Jimin being Jungkook's is destiny?'
A second.
'You're being ridiculous.'
'The Busan boys and the British gals.'
'STOP IT!'
You giggled. 'WHY?! WHAT IF IT'S TRUE? WHAT IF THE SONG IS ABOUT YOU?'
A minute passed.
'If you were actually listening you would have heard Namjoon say he wrote the song months ago, dumbass.'
Ah, shit. You should have assumed he'd tell the audience that.
Your attention turned back to the show as they continued talking about the songs on the album. Yoongi happily explained the message behind the title song. Jin's cheeks dusted pink when he had to talk about the fifth track, Pied Piper, seemingly catching Jungkook's not so innocent smile.
"Uh..." the eldest glanced down at his cue cards then down the line towards the youngest members. "Jungkookie, why don't you tell us a little something about the track you've dubbed your favourite."
Jungkook's smile grew, "Of course, hyung! When you see the song credits, you'll see I'm credited with the chorus-" As he always was. "But the song is about ARMY and how we feel about them."
Hoseok perked up, "Kookie-ah, why don't you give them a sneak peek?"
He nodded.
"It’s bad so it’s better. You know on the inside. You can’t stop it now. So be honest with me~"
The other members whooped and clapped in the background while Jungkook threw a quick wink to the camera. You could feel a heat rising to your cheeks.
"Jungkook wrote the outro song, Euphoria. I believed he described it as 'inspired' by his noona."
Taehyung jumped in, retelling a short story on how he had found Jungkook slumped over his desk one morning having been up most of the night writing. The members 'aw'ed, Jimin reaching over to pinch the maknae's cheek.
"So what about her is inspiring?"
Jungkook knocked Jimin’s hand away and gave an awkward chuckle.
"Everything...?"
Heat filled your cheeks as you broke out into a smile. He was so sweet.
'What does he mean by everything? Has he seen you naked?!'
'NO!'
There was a clearing of a throat and the camera quickly zoomed out, allowing you to see Taehyung and Jimin collapse against each other in laughter, before focusing on a grimacing Yoongi.
"Let's move onto the games, shall we? Since ARMY loved it when we played Twister, Vlive had a bigger mat made for us to use. Try not to sit on Jin's head again Jungkook."
You saw Jungkook's lips move as he mumbled something. Sadly, you only heard muffled gibberish. But if the playful smack Jin gave him was anything to go by, you guessed it was inappropriate. When the mat was bought out you could practically see the competitive fire light up in his eyes. A very attractive look.
The seven of them played rock, paper, scissors to decide the order in which they took turns. Yoongi stepped up first, having been the first to win. Hoseok spun the needle and the rapper took his turn. Next was Namjoon followed by Jungkook, Jin, Hoseok, Taehyung and finally Jimin.
'I think Jimin is going to be the first out. He's tiny like you Chubs.'
She told you to 'fuck off' before defending her idol by saying how being small made him nimble. Though you both knew how clumsy he was.
'Namjoon has long legs but Jungkook has long arms and a willingness to crush people.'
In perfect timing, Jungkook 'accidentally' knocked into Taehyung, making him lose his balance, as he manoeuvred his leg across the mat.
'YOUR BOY IS CHEATING!'
'NO HE JUST HAD A CLUMSY MOMENT!'
'HE'S A CHEATER AND YOU KNOW IT!'
A similar debate was happening on the screen where Taehyung was pouting and shouting accusations. Taehyung was getting the filming staff involved, demanding a replay. But since it was a live show, that wasn't possible.
The incident was quickly dissolved by the staff allowing Taehyung back into the game and was allowed to flick Jungkook's forehead once the game was over. Jungkook pouted and you couldn't help want to cuddle him. He looked like such a baby.
You sighed. You missed him already...maybe you could FaceTime him tonight. No doubt that by the end of the vlive you would have plenty more questions needing answers.
Surprisingly your prediction about Jimin being out first came true. Unsurprisingly Jungkook won. You and Chubs bickered over the results while the members sulked back to their seats in the wake of Jungkook's victory dance. Your breath caught when Jungkook effortlessly went into the splits. Chubs sending you a message of:
'I bet you're gonna enjoy that flexibility ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)'
Oh god... don't think those thoughts! So impure!
'Get your virginal mind out of the gutter.'
'Get your mind in the gutter! Don't pretend you haven't been thirsting over him since you first saw him in the Dope MV!'
You flushed.
'I'm not pretending! And you can't talk! I know you we're drooling over the Jibooty while he played Twister!'
'You were drooling over the Jungbooty!'
'SO?!'
'JUNGKOOK IS OFFERING YOU THAT BOOTY ON A SILVER PLATTER!'
'STOP!'
'HAVE YOU SPANKED IT YET? IS IT AS FIRM AS IT LOOKS?!'
'STOP! THIRST OVER YOUR OWN BAE!!’
'IS.IT.FIRM?!?!?!?!'
You cursed Chubs as your hand started to tingle with the need to feel and find out.
'...I'll have to get back to you on that.'
Not even a second.
'YOU DON'T KNOW? HOW MANY TIMES HAS BE SMACKED YOUR BUTT YET YOU HAVEN'T HAD A GO AT HIS?! Y/N! THIS IS ABOUT EQUALITY! YOU GOTTA GET THAT BOOTY!'
Namjoon's voice turned your attention away from your bickering with Chubs, "Time for us to end the show! We hope you enjoy the album. Thank you for supporting us."
Ah! No! That wasn't very long at all! Time had passed too quickly.
They all stood up as one of their new tracks started to play. It was a snippet of the title song that was used for the teaser which was released a week prior. They all began doing their own little dance. Hoseok teasing a small section of the choreography earning a yell from Yoongi who shoved him in order to make him stop. Jungkook was sending hearts, both big and small. The vlive ended soon after.
Almost immediately you got a YouTube notification, the MV had been released. In a flash, you had loaded it up onto your laptop. Drawing your knees to your chest, you watched on eagerly. You had a hard time containing your squeals. Months. You had been waiting months to witness the fruits of Bangtan's efforts.
Your foot began to move to the beat of the music, lips splitting into a grin as Jungkook began to sing. You would always love how he sounded. Though your thoughts were interrupted when there was a close up of Jungkook winking.
That...fucker. That little fucker...
You were tickle him until he cried just for that rudeness alone. Putting thoughts of torture out of your mind, you focused on the music video. The beat was groovy; definitely a change of tune for Bangtan's sound. Yet as always there was still something uniquely 'Bangtan' about it. It amazed you that no matter what style they experimented with, they always made it their own.
The song came to an end, all seven of them striking their finishing pose with their backs to the camera. You immediately picked up your phone.
'Holy shit! All the unnecessary hip thrusts! I'm gonna sue the choreographer!'
'I'll back you the fuck up! I need Jimin in ripped jeans more often. Fuck.'
'DID YOU SEE HOW THE DENIM CLUNG TO THEIR THIGHS! I'M DYING!'
'Save your freaking out for the album stream!'
'AH SHIT! SPOTIFY. NOW.'
The desktop app was expecting you, the new album featured on the home page just waiting to be clicked on. You were tempted to go track 5, the one Jungkook seemed most excited about. But that wouldn't be fair to the other tracks... even if one of them was a collab with The CockSocks... Eehem...The CumSoakers- The ChainSmokers... yes, The ChainSmokers.
So you listened in order.
As to be expected, Chubs once again lost her shit at Jimin's vocals for the intro. Then came the song from the music video. You listened again, falling in love with it further. The next song you listened to with a grimace. Those two bastards didn't deserve to work with BTS. Thank god it was just the one track they had collaborated on. They hadn't even had an influence on the lyrics either. But it seemed like the kind on song that needed to grow on you... or it was your bias getting in the way. You'd have to give it another listen again some time. But for now, you must listen to the next track.
It appeared to be a vocal line song. You loved the fact it was about dimples, knowing that your own were showing. Hearing Jungkook's vocals during the bridge had you ascending to another plain of existence. Especially with how the the note he held wasn't faded. It left you with even higher expectations for the next track. Track number 5. You were almost nervous as the opening beat kicked in, but that soon disappeared as the first syllable was sung.
You didn't expect it to sound so funky yet seductive. And the sneak peak from before didn't do the opening verse justice. Jungkook's vocals with that beat made you think that he was referring to something... not so innocent. But you couldn't be sure yet...
Namjoon's voice began reciting lyrics that made you laugh. He was basically telling you off for not studying. Well, that was one way to use your celebrity influence.
Your eyes bulged when Jin and V came in. Chubs wouldn't know right off the bat but you were thrown into a coughing fit at the lyrics. 'You're not being punished. Come here, I'm your paradise'? This sounded too kinky to you. How did they get away with it? But there was something about the beat that made you want to move your hips.
'Not gonna lie... I would do the do to this song...'
Chubs reply was instant.
'Oh really? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)'
'If you understood the lyrics, you would too.'
Jungkook's lines in the chorus were accurate. He both saved and ruined you. He had wanted you to listen to this song, to hear those words and understand what he meant... that little shit!
Speak of the devil, your phone buzzed with a message from him. Two in fact. You opened it to find a screenshot of yours and Chubs' conversation followed by:
'Do the do ey? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)'
You felt your stomach drop.
'Chubs is dead to me.'
'Don't say that Jagi~ Now I know how to set the mood.'
A high pitched screech left your lips before you could stop it. Sorry, Miri.
You left Jungkook hanging and skipped to Chubs' messages.
'YOU BITCH! YOU'RE DEAD TO ME!'
'HE TOLD YOU?! DAMMIT!'
'OF COURSE HE DID! HE SAID THAT HE'S GONNA PLAY IT TO SET THE MOOD!'
You were so caught up, you didn't notice the song beginning to come to a close.
'AHA! I SCORED YOU DICK! YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME!'
'I WAS GONNA GET DICK ANYWAY! YOU SCORED ME COCKY DICK!'
The sound of Logan Paul's annoying voice had you frowning. What the fuck? You indulged in your confusion, ignoring a follow-up text from Jungkook to see what the track was. Oh, it was a Skit. That made sense. Luckily the asshole's voice was gone quickly being followed up by Namjoon's voice as he made a speech for Bangtan.
Your attention went back to your vibrating phone.
'Kitten~ are you mad? Did you like the song???'
'You and your chorus writing ways. The rapline were trying to convey a message of "We'll always be here so focus on the important things in life" and then there's you with your repressed sexual urges!'
He took a moment to respond.
'Song writing is how I express myself. You have your stories. I have my lyrics.'
Still... the sexual undertones weren't missed on you...
'I guess... why did you write lyrics like that?'
'They just came to me one day.'
The next song coming on distracted you. It felt like a matured version of Bangtan's original sound. You found yourself quickly picking up the lyrics, singing along to the prechorus and chorus. But you couldn't help questioning the grammar of the few English lyrics...
You would have to ask about that later. For now, Chubs was spamming you with messages alternating in apologies and degdegs.
'The damage is done... what do you think of Mic Drop?'
'I hope it has choreo cause I can imagine it goes HARD.'
'Hell yeah!'
The song was super catchy.
Obviously wondering why you weren't replying, Jungkook shot you another message.
'Noona~ what do you think of the album did I sing well??'
'Shh~ I'm listening to it now. I'll tell you when I'm finished.'
'Yes, Noona.'
Soon enough the next song came on. It was upbeat and gave you cheeky vibes. You found your body moving to the beat and sang along to the chorus as the words weren't too difficult to pick up as the chorus was predominantly in English. You felt yourself inwardly cringe every time the word 'Yolo' left your lips. But it was a fun song with a message of throwing away one's worries for a night. If it was one of the songs to have choreo, you could imagine it being a bright and vibrant stage. Some fun energy to contrast the deeper tones of the album.
Probably memey too.
But what came next was a rapline song that was more... mellow than you were used too. Off the bat, you assumed Yoongi had been the one to compose it if the piano intro was anything to go by. When you first heard it the hook, you thought they were saying 'I call you her, cause you're my dear, dear'. The whole song put a smile on your face. It was peaceful. The kind of song you'd put on while enjoying a lovely bubble bath or taking a nap.
So the EDM song that followed had you jumping in fright. You were all relaxed then suddenly Jimin comes in with 'DON'T LEAVE ME'. It almost felt like he came bursting through your front door. There was a sudden bark, frightening you further. But it was just Miri making sure you were fine having let out a small shocked scream.
Chubs had your phone buzzing with message after message: 'HeLP ME!', 'I'VE BEEN ATTACKED!', 'I'M SHOOKETH!'
Ah, seems like she was on the same track.
'...Don't Leave Me?' You asked, just to be sure.
'BITCH! THEY BETTER BE GLAD IM AT HOME LISTENING TO THIS OR THERE WOULD BE TROUBLE!'
You had your fun laughing at her until you heard Jungkook's adlib and once again ascended to heaven. Is this what an eargasm was? Because, fuck...
You now knew how Chubs had felt moments ago. If you knew where Bangtan were right then, you would be attacking Jungkook. You enjoyed the rest of the song, a mix of emotions bubbling up inside of you that you'd been feeling a lot more often recently. It was like you didn't quite know whether you wanted to kick Jungkook's ass or offer to suck his dick as a thank you for the heavenly vocals.
Jungkook must have gotten bored of waiting.
'Have you reached the end yet?'
'No. Crystal Snow has just begun.’
Not even a split second later.
'I think you'll like that one.'
Truth be told, it sounded like it could be an anime opening. Which wasn't a bad thing since you fucking love anime. And the lyrics....the lyrics... no wonder he thought you would like it; they were bringing tears to your eyes. It was so full of emotion. But you made it through, even if your sleeves were wet with tears. You were glad you weren't wearing make-up otherwise it would be all smudged.
The album went on. There were so many tracks. Bangtan had really out done themselves. Only 2 tracks left. Let Go was just as emotional as Crystal Snow, you wondered what the choreo would be like.
Checking the track list, you were both relieved and disappointed that there was only the outro left. They tended to be shorter than the average song so you sat back, ready for this journey to be over. Due to the comeback show, you weren't surprised to hear Jungkook's voice. But you were surprised by how upbeat the song was. Normally outros were mellow.
It felt very...optimistic. Especially compared to the lyrics of the last few songs. It counterbalanced them. Serendipity and Euphoria. The bookends to the album.
"You are the cause of my euphoria."
You broke out into a smile because this was the song Jungkook had written. This was the song dedicated to you.
“I hear the ocean from far away. I walk across the dream, over the forest, and go towards there as it gets clearer.”
Was he...was he singing about the distance that had once been between you?
You wanted to hug him. You're sweet Kookie just keeps getting sweeter and sweeter.
Picking up your abandoned phone, you sent him a text.
'Okay, I'm finally done.'
A second later there was a knock at your door, making you jump up in surprise. There was another knock. Who ever was knocking was impatient.
"I'm coming!"
You sniffed as you pulled open the door, a small gasp leaving your lips as a body suddenly crashed into yours.
Jungkook.
"Fucking finally. I've been waiting out here for ages."
You chuckled, still in shock.
"You were out there all that time?"
"Doesn't matter." He pulled back but kept his arms around your waist. "So...what did you think?"
"Come inside properly and I'll tell you."
He smirked, "I'll play Pied Piper to set the mood."
Part 42: The Time The Tutor Experienced Something New
Co-written with @jiminieblush
Recommended Song: Eclipse by Kim Lip (LOOΠΔ/김립)
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Summary:
Erotic ice pops, eating peaches and snooping around lead to a very interesting day.
Genre: Fluff, comedy
Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)
Warnings: Swearing, Sexual content
Word Count: 5525
Length: 42/?
You closed the front door behind you before setting Miri down on the floor and letting her lead, having just come back from walking her. The pup scampered across the room towards her food bowl, understandably hungry after the exercise. Your own stomach rumbled so you went to the fridge to see what you could find for a light lunch.
Should you make enough for two? Since Jungkook said he would be over at around lunch time with some newfound information he wanted to share. You wondered what it could've been. Figuring he'd be coming from the company building and therefore probably been practicing, you grabbed enough ingredients for the both of you. Maybe a simple stir fry would be nice and warm you up from the walk in the cooler air.
Speaking of cooler, you glanced at your freezer. You had seen a tutorial on tumblr on how to make... phallic shaped ice pops. So you tried your hand at it using one of your new dildos, the biggest one. The theory was: if it went well, then you could use it to practice blowjobs. The problem, of course, is that the ice pop would melt and shrink. But it would make a nice snack.
You set a pan on the stove and starting prepping some vegetables. After dumping them into the pan to cook, you went back to the freezer and grabbed one of the ice pops. Or should you say...dick pop. It was nice to see the pops had turned out the way you hoped. Though their size intimidated you... Since they didn't have plastic wrappers, you kept all the different flavours in a freezer bag.
Hm, the orange flavoured one looked rather appetising. Taking it out, you couldn't help but giggle. It kind of looked like a glass dildo. You remembered what the shop assistant had explained about glass dildos and how part of the appeal of glass sex toys was temperature play. Glass toys could be placed in freezers so they're cold and ice would not be needed. You couldn't really say you had much of an opinion on them since you hadn't even used a normal dildo yet. But the thought sent a chill down your spine.
Giving the ice pop a quick suck, you deemed the vegetables ready for noodles. Opening the fridge, you grabbed a small container of ready-to-fry egg noodles and your dark soy sauce. You kept all your sauces in the fridge. After adding the noodles and the sauce, you gave the pan a stir and altered the heat so it wouldn't burn.
As the temperature in the kitchen rose, the ice pop began melting more rapidly and you soon felt the stick becoming sticky with juice. It was just as you were about to wipe your fingers when there was a knock at the door followed by a bark.
"The door is unlocked!" You shouted.
You removed the pan from the hob and dished the contents into 2 bowls.
The sound of the door opening made the fact Jungkook was about to witness you sucking on a dick pop come to the forefront of your mind. Shit. You didn't think this through.
"Hey, pretty girl..."
There was an excited bark followed by the thunk of what you assumed was Jungkook's shoes hitting the floor.
You wrapped your lips around the ice pop, teeth gripping it slightly as you carried the bowls over to the table. Padding feet made their way into the kitchen area and Jungkook's familiar chuckle greeted your ears.
"Aren't ice lollies normally a dessert or a hot day treat?"
You removed said treat from your lips, "I got a bit peckish."
Jungkook's jaw dropped as his wide eyes stared at your chosen snack.
"Is that... a dick?"
You locked eyes. "Maybe."
He blinked and stepped closer so you popped the treat back in your mouth.
"Let me see," he said, taking hold of your wrist and pulling to release the lolly.
You fought to keep your wrist in place, tongue working over the icy surface hoping that it would melt into a less incriminating shape. But alas, Jungkook won the battle.
"It is! Noo-Jagi, why do you have dick shaped ice lollies? And huge ones at that?!"
You had to come up with an excuse fast. Sending a quick mental apology to Chubs you decided she would be your scapegoat.
"Chubs got them for me..."
Silence. He licked his lips and scratched his cheek before finally speaking.
"C-Chubs got them for you...?"
You nodded. She hadn't, not really anyway. She'd sent you a link to the moulding supplies and mentioned making them so you'd found the tutorial on Tumblr. But it was easier to blame her than explain your plan.
"Y-yeah... I think I'll just finish this later otherwise the stir fry will get cold."
He nodded, somewhat awkwardly, then let go of your wrist in favour of seating himself at the table. Maybe a little too quickly. You shrugged off his behaviour and opened a draw to get a freezer bag. Since the ice pop was already partially melted you didn't want it sticking to the others.
After putting it back, you asked if he wanted a drink while opening the fridge door. He didn't reply and you turned around to find him staring at the freezer, lip caught between his teeth as if in deep thought.
"BunBun?"
He shook his head, as if snapping out of a daze. "Huh? What?"
"Are you thirsty?"
He shook his head again and crossed his arms.
"What? No. Why would I be thirsty? Of course not..."
You shrugged. "I was just wondering..."
You grabbed a can of Pepsi and joined Jungkook at the table. Subconsciously, your tongue swept along your lips to pick up the remaining sticky residue from the ice pop before picking up your chopsticks. You took a mouthful of vegetables and looked up to find Jungkook mid-chew and staring at you with wide eyes.
You quickly chewed the food in your mouth and swallowed.
"What is it? Do you not like It?"
He gulped down his own mouthful. "No! It's great Jagi... I'm just... rather... daydreamy today."
"Oh?" You raised a brow, "what's on your mind?"
"Just comeback stuff."
You narrowed your brows, noticing the way his voice cracked on the last word.
"Are you sure?" You reached across the table to hold his hand. "You can always talk to me."
His lip was once again caught between his teeth, probably thinking if he should tell you.
"Jungkook, baby, you can talk to me about anything."
And just like that he blurted out, "I'm hard cause you were sucking on that fucking ice dick!"
You felt your jaw drop as you stared at each other in silence. He cleared his throat and shovelled a heap of noodles into his mouth.
Lowering your gaze to your bowl, you pushed around your food.
"So you're...like, turned on right now."
"Uh... yeah... sorry..."
You stifled a giggle.
He scratched the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his. "Which reminds me, I did a bit of research and I found something out..."
"What was it?"
His cheeks reddened as he too started playing with his food. "When aroused enough... a woman's... womanhood can expand by 200%. So if you were 2 inches, when turned on you would be 6 inches... I think... Maths isn't my strong suit."
Heat instantly rose to your cheeks until they matched his.
"Y-you looked that up?"
"I was worried about it! And I know you were too. So now we don't have to."
You managed a smile and took his hand again.
"I guess that is...comforting."
He returned your smile and you went back to eating, though you ended up nearly choking thanks to what he said next.
"By the way, Kitten, if you ever want something to suck on, I have something between my thighs that might satisfy you."
You struck his calf with your foot beneath the table and coughed to clear your throat.
"Doesn't taste so good though."
He pouted, "Flavoured condoms are a thing that exist."
"Still wouldn't be as refreshing."
He flicked a pea at you. "You're such a tease."
You threw him a smirk before tucking into your food before it had a chance to get cold.
After eating, Jungkook had moved into your living room to watch one of your Marvel dvds while you washed up in the kitchen. It kind of amused you how he was becoming more open about sexual topics, seemingly becoming more confident after the blow job despite your admitted fear of his size. And you took a moment to evaluate your position too. Admittedly, you were proud of yourself for every step of progress being made. Things were good. Life was good. And most importantly, you were happy.
With that in mind, you finished drying the last item then reclaimed your 'dick pop' from the freezer. A nice refreshing treat to enjoy during the film... and torture Jungkook further. You had to admit, you were curious as to how much self restraint he had and how he would deal with any... arising issues... You went into the living room and awed at the sight of Miri curled up on Jungkook's lap chewing on her favourite toy. The sound alerted him of your presence and he frowned at treat in your mouth. You simply smiled and plopped down next to him, lifting his arm and cuddling against his side.
"Couldn't you have waited to finish that until after I had left?"
You released the lolly with a 'pop'. "Nope. It tastes too good."
A drop of the juice from the melting treat trickled down the side of it, causing your to trail you tongue up its length to catch it before it could make your hand sticky. There was a sigh and he shifted causing Miri to look around at him, her sweet face obviously annoyed.
"Just don't watch me eat it if you're getting uncomfortable."
"But I can hear you sucking on it too. It almost sounds like porn. And did you realise you've been quietly moaning as you do so?"
"No I haven't!" You exclaimed. "You must be imagining it."
"Am not!"
You pouted and rest your head on his shoulder. "It's hard not to make noises when eating an ice lolly.”
He let out what sounded like a pained groan then moved Miri off his lap to next to you.
"Thinking about it, I'm still hungry. I'm gonna raid your fridge."
With Miri no longer covering his lap, you couldn't not notice he had a not so little problem as he got up and made his way to the kitchen. Patting your thighs, Miri made herself comfy on your lap and you ran your hand through her fluff wondering what Jungkook would find in your fridge. Though you didn't have to wait long. Soon he was coming back with a little dish and plopped down beside you.
"What you got there?"
He smirked. "A nice juicy peach to eat."
You peeked into the dish and saw he had a peach cut in half with the seed removed. You didn't even know you had peaches. Though the innuendo wasn't missed on you.
You turned your gaze to the Thor film on the TV and went back to sucking on your ice pop. An over the top moan caught your attention.
"It tastes so sweet."
From the corner of your eye you could see his wasn't biting into it. Instead he was licking and sucking at an individual piece. It reminded you of those porn gifs that sometimes appeared on your tumblr dash.
Another moan. Without looking you nudged him in the side.
"Stop it..."
He turned to you with wide innocent eyes, peach juice covering his lips and chin. "Stop what Kitten?"
"Stop eating out a peach slice!"
"Only when you stop blowing your dick lolly!"
He raised a brow when you huffed and licked the lolly stubbornly.
"You're just jealous it's not you."
Knowing the he was looking at you, you tried to fit as much of the ice pop into your mouth as possible... which made you start choking. Probably wasn't your smartest idea but it seemed to have the desired effect.
"Jesus, fuck." Jungkook groaned.
He set his dish on the coffee table and stole your frozen treat from you, making it join his abandoned peach.
"You're covered in juice."
"So are you."
His hand cupped the back of your neck, drawing you closer to him, "Wanna help me clean up?"
You could smell the sickly sweetness of the fruit and closed the gap between you, pecking his lips then licking your own.
"Hmm... I'm not sure if orange and peach go well together."
His hands went to your hips and pulled you onto his lap. The commotion had Miri jumping off the sofa and making her way to her bed.
"Who gives a shit."
Okay. Where did this Jungkook come from?
Any answers to the question were dismissed from your mind the second his lips connected with yours. The kiss was a world away from the previous peck. One hand travelled to the back of your neck, holding you to him as he deepened the kiss. If you were to be completely honest with yourself, you had never been kissed like that before. Hell, your ex had never ever been as intense as Jungkook. If he did the do with the intensity of how he kissed... you were going to have your world shaken when the time came.
You broke the kiss for a breath and swiped your thumb across his chin, gathering the remaining sticky juice then licking it off. He held your gaze all the while, eyes burning with an unfamiliar intensity that had your stomach doing flips.
"Stop being such a goddamn tease, Kitten."
Well... you would never see that nickname the same way again.
"Do you call me Kitten when you're turned on?"
He licked his lips. "Think you know the answer to that already."
And, boy, did you. You could feel his hardness pressing against your inner thigh and let out a small gasp when his thighs suddenly tensed beneath you. God you loved his thighs. A quiet moan was drawn out from you when he used his grip on your hips to make you grind down against him. Was he having you ride his thighs?
You weren't oblivious to the effects he was having on you already. How your flush extended from head to toe, heart pounding in anticipation of his next move. He caught you in yet another kiss, hands still encouraging you to rock against him. Your hands left his neck to grip the hem of your thick sweater and hike it up to around your chest. You broke apart for a split second as you pulled the item off and tossed it aside.
"Oh man holy shit."
You giggled. "You say that like you didn't have to dress me when my elbow was broken."
"We were only friends then. I couldn't allow myself to think of you as I do now."
You gave him a disbelieving look, smirking as he became a bit sheepish.
"Well... there was the time your onesie was undone... and you didn't have a bra on... and I saw. Which is why I had a shower."
You giggled and pressed a kiss to his crimson cheek.
"I knew something was up...pardon the pun."
He groaned and rest his head against your shoulder.
"I felt so guilty."
"For unzipping my onesie in your sleep or for getting off to me in the shower?"
He playfully bit the junction between your shoulder and neck but not hard enough to leave a mark.
"Don't be rude, you'll kill the mood."
You gripped the hair at the base of neck and tugged at it until he was looking up at you. A faint moan slipped through his lips as you repeated the action and rolled your hips slowly against his again.
"Dare to leave a mark on me and I'll be as rude as I want, baby."
His head tipped back as his hips thrusted up to meet yours.
"Oh? Do you like being called Baby?"
A snap of his hips seemed as if to answer your question. His eyes fluttered open and settled on your chest.
"C-can I touch...?"
"I-I don't..." You swallowed. "Just don't take my bra off."
He nodded obediently and captured you in a fleeting kiss before moving his lips to your jaw and began littering feather light kisses down your neck to chest.
"I'm so fucking lucky. You're beautiful."
If it weren't for the fact you were already flushed, you probably would've turned red at his words.
"I love you." You whispered, running your fingers through his hair.
"I love you too, Kitten."
He placed a kiss on the swell of your breast, a hand snaking up to cup the other. You were pretty sure you felt his tongue sneak out as he trailed his lips back up to your neck. A shiver tingled down your spine as goosebumps bloomed across your skin. All the hairs on your body stood on end as the pad of his thumb brushed over your hardened nipple which had become visible through the thin material of the bra you wore.
The more attention he littered your neck with the more wanton mewls slipped past your lips. You returned the favour by shifting to grind directly down onto his hard on resulting in his own groans getting smothered in your neck.
"Fuck that feels good."
The hand that was still on your hip reached round to grip your ass. His breaths grew shorter, sharper, with every roll of your hips against his. And you would be lying if you said that you weren't so turned on that you couldn't see yourself stopping until the tension in your stomach finally snapped.
Your legs started to shake as the knot in you tighten. That was new. You hadn't felt that before. Could it be that... you were about to cum?
"Oh fuck... Kookie."
He pulled away only to go straight for your lips as he palmed your breast and kneaded your ass.
"Please tell me you're close, Kitten. I don't think I'll last much longer."
"I-I think-k so-"
The sudden sharp thrust of his hips up into yours sent moans spilling from your lips.
"C-cum with m-me.”
Your hips seemed to gain a mind of their own as they sped up against his, chasing your first release. You found yourself whining as the tension increased. How much more would it take? Jungkook took advantage of your parted lips to capture them again and kiss you deeply, his tongue caressing your own. Your fingers fisted his hair, pulling hard enough to definitely hurt, while simultaneously the grip on your ass tightened.
"Shit! I-I'm gonna-"
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck."
Jungkook's hips stuttered against your own, head falling to your shoulder when he finally came with a cry of your name. But still, his hold on your never loosened as he rode out his orgasm and determined to make you join him in his blissed state. One final high pitched whine from you and the tension finally released. Holy shit. You just came. You came for the first time and it was via dry humping with your top off. It almost felt like something that should've happened during your secondary school years.
You could feel the quaking of your thighs and the warmth between them. You pressed your face into Jungkook's hair as the two of you caught your breath and reality filtered back in.
He'd stopped all movements and wound both arms around your lower back, rubbing soothing circles on your bare skin.
"So... you're an... ass man." You managed to get out and felt his chuckle vibrate against you.
"Of course, but breasts are good too. And both of them are equally good when it comes to you."
You giggled and hugged his neck. The silence that ensued was far from comfortable as the realisation that the two of you had just dry humped to the point of orgasm dawned on you.
"Maybe we should...uh, change..."
"Yeah... we probably should... I can't believe I came in my pants like a horny teen."
You shuffled back a bit to grin down at him. "I can't believe I came. Nearly 2 years in a sexual relationship and that had never happened before."
A cocky smirk appeared on Jungkook's face. "And I didn't even have to touch you down there to make it happen."
Unsure how to answer without inflating his ego further, you pecked his cheek then climbed off his lap, pulling your discarded sweater back on.
Ew. You definitely needed to change. He followed you into the bedroom where he found a pair of clean sweats in one of your drawers and went into the bathroom to change. After grabbing some fresh undies and jeans, you flopped onto your bed. Your legs felt almost like jelly thanks to the effects of your orgasm and straddling Jungkook's lap for such a period of time. The hard thumping of your heart against your ribs had finally calmed down and you let out a sigh. So that was what you had been missing out on.
It didn't seem as amazing as fanfictions had made you believe. But then again, when you had been doing research on orgasms, you did come across something that said ones caused by just clit stimulation were less... powerful. The sound of the toilet flushing pulled you from your thoughts and you sat up as Jungkook walked in the room. He was holding his balled up jeans and underwear and you told him to leave them in your hamper. He didn't bring a bag with him and didn't want the other members noticing his messed clothes in fear of another round of teasing.
You hopped off your bed and went into the bathroom to change. The weird feeling in your legs having disappeared when waiting for Jungkook to finish. You quickly cleaned up and dressed then went back into the bedroom only to find it empty. After dropping your dirty clothes in the hamper, you checked in the kitchen and found him discarding of his half-eaten peach in the bin.
"What a waste of food. How dare you distract me from eating to make out."
Jungkook jumped, startled by your voice.
"You took your sweet time changing.”
You shrugged. "Had to clean up."
He nodded and went to the sink to pour away your melted ice lolly. He went to turn on the tap and you made a noise of protest.
"Just leave it. I'll clean up."
"You said it was my fault you never got to finish your lolly so let me at least wash one bowl."
He had a point.
"Fine."
He grinned at you and turned on the tap, waiting for the water to heat up.
"By the way, while you were changing I had time to snoop around and found something rather interesting."
Oh god. Please not the dildos. Please not the dildos!
"I don't know what they're called," he started, brows pinched together in confusion. "But it's one of those things that goes around your waist and laces up at the back..."
You let out a breath. "You mean a corset?"
He repeated the word then nodded. "Yeah!”
Your cheeks flushed but relief flooded through you that he hadn't found your other little collection.
"Oh those... I started getting the when I was 15. My mum bought my very first one. Most of them are fashion corsets but one is for waist training."
He raised a brow in interest.
"Aren't they painful to wear? And why would you want your waist to be smaller. It's perfect as it is."
"You kind of get used to them... though it's annoying you can't slouch. As for the waist training one... I bought that one cause it was pretty and on sale. I don't do it up as tight as you're meant to."
You self-consciously played with the hem of your sweater. It was strange having to explain your corsets to someone. Most people assumed you bought them for spicing up your sex life, your ex included. But in truth you bought them because you loved how they looked.
Jungkook quickly washed up the dish, putting it on the drying rack and turned to face you, "There's one I thought was very pretty. It was black with segments of red floral patterns. It looked like it was a halter neck with clasps at the front."
You knew the one he meant. That one was your favourite one. His face lit up when you told him so.
"I can see why...they'd look great with those leather trousers that make your butt look great."
You averted your eyes away from him, the heat in your cheeks growing, "M-maybe I'll let you see me wear it one day... with some makeup too...”
His smile grew to reveal his dimple and you felt a shy smile upon your own lips.
"If you wanted to."
You weren't that confident in your body, preferring to wear baggy clothes to hide yourself. Curse the harsh words that were thrown at you as a child, you still couldn't grow past them. But you could almost imagine the outfit in your mind. The leather trousers and the corset paired with your leather jacket and boots finished off with a light dusting of dark coloured makeup.
You nodded with a touch more confidence.
"I will. One day."
"One day..." He drawled, inching his way closer to you. "Is that day soon?"
You shrugged. "It's a surprise."
His hands came to rest on your waist to draw you closer to him, "Hmm, is that so? I can't wait to see how it would look on you. I bet it would look ten times sexier when you're wearing it."
You hooked your arms around his neck and gave a half-hearted shrug.
"I guess you'll have to wait and see."
He chuckled and pecked you on the lips.
"Don't think about it too hard," you said, mouth quirking into a smirk. "I don't have another pair of trousers for you to change into."
It was his turn to shrug. "I could always take these off. After all, you didn't get to finish your ice dick."
You gasped and lightly pinched the back of his neck.
"In your dreams, Baby."
He kissed your forehead, "For now. I won't rush you into anything. But don't think I've forgotten that I still need to return the favour for what you did the other day."
"You did. You cooked me dinner."
He moved his head beside yours until you could feel the warmth of his breath ghost over the shell of your ear.
"Remember earlier? How good it felt to finally cum? The pleasure, the release." You gulped. "Don't you want to feel that again, but more? That'll be me returning the favour properly."
A shiver travelled down your spine, sorely tempted to take him up on the offer. But god dammit you had already done something sexual today. You weren't some horny fucking teenager.
"H-how ab-bout another day?"
He lifted his head and grinned.
"Whenever you're ready."
Honestly you didn't know where this new side of Jungkook was coming from. You were used to seeing him being confident and sexy on stage. Was this new development his stage persona bleeding into his normal everyday self? Or had he always been like this but was just hiding it? You really couldn't tell. Either way you were going to have to accept that your sweet BunBun was one teasing fucker.
"Pervert."
You couldn't help yourself, it just slipped out.
"Says the girl who writes porn about me."
"It's not porn!"
"It's literary porn."
You stepped back and crossed your arms over your chest.
"Porn is made for people to get off to. My smut serves a difference purpose. You know that."
"Only people who know you or ask know that. I must admit when I read that 'vampire au' oneshot you wrote... it very much seemed like porn to me."
He had read... he had read your very first smut. The smut that you had since deleted. He had read that piece of shit full of errors and tense changes. You wanted to die.
You turned your back to him and covered your face with your hands with an embarrassed squeal. His giggles filled the room and you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders.
"Aww~ is someone embarrassed."
You gave a muffled "yes" and resisted his efforts to turn you around and face him. Once he realised he couldn't get you to face him, he opted for hugging you from behind.
"Jagi~ when are you going to re-upload it?"
"Never."
"Why not~" he whined. "I liked it."
He... liked it?
"It was a piece of garbage. I wanted to rewrite it but I don't have the inspiration like I did before."
"Oh, Jagi~" he sighed, and when he went to peel your hands off your face you let him. "I know the feeling. How disappointing it can be when you want to write but can't. I'm always here if you want some help."
You nodded and turned around. "Chubs has tried to help me but I just can't bring myself to start it again."
He nuzzled into your neck, his breath fanning against the sensitive skin there. "I don't think she can help you the same way I can," and with that he nipped at your neck.
Another shiver went down your spine. Curse your weak points.
"Are... are you suggesting... acting... it out...?"
He hummed, the vibrations going straight through you. "If you think that would help."
Be strong. You had to be strong. Why was he being such a tease? You should've hidden your corsets better. If he hadn't of found them then the entire conversation would've happened.
"So you're a kinky pervert. If only I had known that before agreeing to date you."
"I doubt that would have changed your mind."
What was that supposed to mean? Before you could ask, his lips left your neck and he stepped back leaving you suddenly cold without his warmth. His hand went to his back pocket and pulled out his vibrating phone.
"Ah shit. I forgot I needed to be at the dorm tonight. We have to be up early to film the MV."
And, suddenly, the fangirl in you was awake.
"Really?!" He nodded. "Then go! Go home and get some rest and eat a good dinner or whatever you do the night before a filming."
You'd started ushering him towards the door making him stumble and giggle.
"Cute." He pouted, "Ah, I hate that I'm going to be busy for the next couple of days. Your time is gonna be all taken up soon as well as mine."
You pecked him on the cheek. "I know but ARMY is waiting for you. Now get moving."
You smacked his butt as he bent over to put his shoes on earning you a glare.
"Do that again and I'll stay."
You gave him a sweet smile and picked up Miri who had trotted into the room to say goodbye.
"Miri, say bye to appa."
Jungkook stopped mid way through putting on a timberland to stare at you.
"What?"
"You told her to say bye to appa..."
You smiled. "She's our baby. You said so the day I moved in. You may have corrected yourself, but you were right."
He quickly slipped his foot into the boot and tied the lace. Standing up straight he cradled your face in his hands and peck you on the lips.
"I swear you do something that makes me fall deeper for you every day."
You swore your heart melted into a puddle at your feet.
"I feel the same."
Your lips met again in a sweet tender kiss only to be broken by the feel of something wet against your chin.
"Ew~" you wiped away the spit making Jungkook laugh.
"I don't think our baby likes it when we kiss."
He patted the pup on the head with a smile. You could almost feel the happiness radiating off him.
"Maybe I should move in with you so that I can spend as much time with my two favourite girls as possible."
Your heart rate picked up, "Don't people normally date for a year or two before deciding to move in with each other?"
He laughed when your jaw dropped in shock and cupped your cheek.
"I'm only joking. It's a bit too soon for that."
You scrunched your nose, "If I die of a heart attack I'm blaming you."
He laughed again and with one final kiss, he was waving goodbye with a sweet, "I love you~"
