naenae

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" wait for me okay? "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch.8 -

authors note: aaah only one more chapter before season one comes to an end. im kinda excited because i will write season 2 completely new. i will look at some things i wrote in the past and will probably use some stuff from that but over all; stay tuned for the end of season 1 and for the beginning of season 2 !

TW: Character Death, Mentions of self harm, Mentions of suicidal thoughts, use of guns.

4 months later:

The last few months had been like a dream for you, no matter where you were in the mansion, everyone took good care of you. Especially since you started showing a little belly. Jungkook didnt left your side and always grumbled whenever he needed to go to help his man. Today was such a day pouting he held your cheeks with both of his hands. His boyguards were instructed to turn around so they wont see their boss with such a face. You couldnt help but laugh as Kook assured you he will come back alive again.

"I promise, so wait for me okay?" "I will, i will always wait for you Koo"

You didnt knew when you started to use that nickname on your Husband but he didnt seemed to mind. In the last few months your relationship with him developed a little bit. With red cheeks Kook leaned down and placed a soft kiss against your forehead. Showing affection was still a big issue for him. With a smile on your face you waved at him as you were standing at the front door of the Mansion. Like always Kook left Yoongi and Taehyung with you. His best man who would do anything to protect you. Jimin on the other hand always insisted to escort Jungkook to the missions. He couldnt stand the sight of your belly growing. Until now you were too scared to ask your doctor about the exact date you became pregnant. The thoughts that it might be Jimin's baby haunted you at night. Jungkook would threw the both of you out of the mansion so you kept pretending.

Sitting outside in the garden you kept watching Yoongi how he watered the plants. Since you became pregnant he made sure that you didnt lift one finger. It got boring after some time so you always started to bombard him with dumb questions. To your suprise he never told you to shut up.

"Yoongi?" "What is it miss?" "Whats with those scars on your wrist?"

Thats the first time you noticed them because Yoongi had pulled up his sleeve. When he suddenly stopped you were afraid you said something wrong. Slowly he putted down the watering can to look down on his wrist.

"Do you really wanna know that?" Nodding you placed your chin on the palm of your hands. This gesture earend a sigh from Yoongi before he sat down in front of you. "Fine. I dont mind telling you. There was a time .. when i wanted to die"

With his fingertips Yoongi traced over the scars. Hearing those words made you gulp. It wasnt your intention to bring up such a painful thing. Carefully you grabbed his hand while you covered his scars with your other hand.

"Im ...Im sorry i didnt knew! But be assured! Im glad that you are here, with me!" "Miss-" "I mean it! You are really precious to me Yoongi! So, if you feel lonely or sad ... come to me okay? I will listen to all your worries" Seeing your serious face made Yoongi laugh. Confused you looked at him. "Now i know why Mister Jeon adores you so much miss."

Yoongi's words lingered with you until late in the evening. You were pacing back and forth in the dining room. It was late and Jungkook still wasnt home yet. Slowly but surely you became worried because he never stayed out for that long. Did something happen? Shaking your head you tried to calmed down again but you couldnt help the feeling which was building up inside of you. Even the man in the hallways started whispering and also the maids seemed nervous. As you were biting on your nails you heard a loud noise outside of the door. It sounded like something exploded. Pressing your ear against the door you were able to hear another loud noise. Something wasnt right. As you wanted to place your hand on the doorknob, a scream emerged from outside the hallway. It was one of the maids. The scream itself let your blood freeze as you backed away from the door. Yoongi wasnt with you, neither was Taehyung. In the dining room there was just you and a maid which had kept an eye on you but now the situation got dangerous. Neither you or the maid knew how to defend yourselves.

"Rona what was that noise?" "I-I dont know miss .. we should wait until someone comes and gets us"

Rona was the maid with the blonde hair who helped you many times already. After some time you two became close friends so you knew that you could trust her. The noises and screams grew louder, by now the both of you were sure that those were gunshots outside of the door. Your hands started to tremble more with every minute that passed. Rona tried to distract herself by putting away the tableware from the table but you could see that her hands were also trembling. Then, finally, after which felt like an eternity the door of the dining room was pushed open. In the doorway was Taehyung, covered in blood but still with a silly smile on his face

"I found you Y/N! Thank god you are safe" "T-Tae ... is that your?" your eyes immediately moved down on his body noticing the blood. "Oh! No, No dont worry its not mine. Its the blood from those bastards who broke into the mansion... " You ran over to him, placing your hands against his chest, examine his body if hes really okay. "Broke in? Who? Why?" "Hm those guys were supposed to meet up with Jungkooks group but it was a trap to get him away from here. They knew they wouldnt had a chance against the boss" "but! Where is Koo?! Is he still ..." "Probably, yeah ... but lets get you and Rona out of here first"

Rona grabbed the fabric of her Maid dress and walked over to the door while doing so she grabbed your hand. Carefully the both of you went after Taehyung while he walked ahead. At every corner he lifted his finger to gesture you two to be quiet as he went to check out the surroundings. Whenever you heard a gunshot your body winced a bit grabbing Rona's hand more tightly. After some time the three of you finally managed to reach the garden. Taehyung promised Yoongi to meet him there but he was nowhere to be seen which was strange, yoongi never broke his promise. Rona and you were still holding onto each other as Tae kept looking around.

"Weird ... he should be here by now" "M-Maybe they got him?" Rona's voice trembled "No Yoongi would never let them catch him"

Tae was right this whole time Yoongi was always more than careful with everything he did. As something rustled in the bushes you sighed in relief. Yoongi managed to escape. Your relief didn't last long, however, when a man stepped out of the bushes. He was holdig a gun as he approached Taehyung.

"Hah, i finally found the misses of that bastard" Tae immediately held up his gun, pointing it at the stranger in front of him. "Who are you and what do you want?" "Me? im here to kill that lady over there."

Rona noticed how your hand began to shake so she pulled you behind her back. Tae was in danger, you knew that. You knew it was his job to keep the servants and you safe but you couldnt help to worry about him.

"Why? She has nothing to do with that deal of yours" "Are you dumb? There wasnt a deal to begin with. We have been ordered to kill your boss and his wife" "You really thought i would let you kill her that easily?!" "Its not me who will kill her ~" "Wha-... Shit, Y/N!"

Another rustle was heard from a bush; Rona immediately wrapped her arms protectively around you shielding you from the attacker. You pressed your face against her chest as the both of you closed your eyes waiting for the pain or a gunshot to arrive. A loud bang was heard but the pain never came. Rona didnt even flinched. Slowly you opened your eyes, there wasnt any blood against your face or on Rona's clothes then who? Both of you slowly turned around your eyes was met with someones back which slowly started to get soaked in blood.

"N-No ..."

Your voice trembled as you recognized who the back belonged to. The man in front of you looked back over his shoulder with his silly smile which was warped in pain.

"I-I told you, I would protect you Y/N" After those words the body collapsed on the ground. Tears welled up in your eyes as you pushed Rona away from you. "no.. No .. Tae! ...No!"

Tears were flowing down your cheeks as your knees hitted the ground. Frantically you shook his shoulder crying and screaming at him to open his eyes again. Rona on the other hand pulled on your arm

"Misses, we need to go. Its not safe here!" "No! I dont want to! I wont leave him here! Let me go!"

The other man who pointed the gun at Taehyung came closer which why Rona pulled harder on your arm. But you didnt budged. Still shaking Taehyung on the ground you were sobbing heavily. This cant be true. He cant die, not like this. Another bang was heard and the next thing you knew were two arms wrapping around your body. With a swift motion your body was lifted into his arms. Pounding with your fists against the persons shoulder you watched Taehyung laying on the floor, motionless.

"NO! TAEHYUNG! NO !" "Stop moving! We need to go!"

The man who carried you was Yoongi, he just came in time but still too late. You couldnt do anything beside watching how Taehyungs body moved further away with every step Yoongi took. You will never see his silly smile again, he will never be able to babysit your baby and he will never be able to annoy you again. Pressing your face against Yoongi's shoulder you kept crying as he brought you and Rona outside of the mansion. Into safety.

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" i have a bunny smile? "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch.7 - ch.9

authors note: slowly but surely we are reaching the end of season one! wohoo!! just a quick reminder. after the end of season one there will be a short break. i just noticed how cringe season 2 was and i decided to rewrite the whole next season. so updates will come much more slower than now. nontheless, still keep enjoying season 1 !

TW: None

Yoongi wasn’t exaggerating when he said he would take care of you. Since the day you had met him, he hasn’t left your side. He was there when you came out of your room in the morning and he was also there when you wanted to buy something in the nearby town. Again and again you assured him that you don’t need any help, but Yoongi just didn’t leave you alone. When you had a quiet minute when he didn’t followed you, you managed to locate Taehyung. You immediately grabbed his arm:

“Tae!” “Huh? Oh its you Y/N. Do you need something?” “Dont act dumb! Whats with this whole bodyguard change thing?!” Yes, Taehyung was annoying but at least he left you alone most of the time. “So, you already met Yoongi i assume?” “Duh, yes of course. Why arent you my bodyguard anymore?” You wanted him back. “Well, Jeon said that i didnt do my job properly. So he assigned someone else to guard you. Im sorry Y/N.”

After this conversation, you are now back in the garden with Yoongi. You just wanted to water your flowers, but even then, Yoongi insisted on being there. “Im sorry Y/N” lifting your head up because of his words, you raised one of your brows in confusion. “That im following you around. I really want to give you some space but Mister Jeon insisted that i stay by your side” Of course it was your husband’s fault, which is why you couldn’t be mad at Yoongi either. “I get it but .. could you do me a favour Yoongi?” “Sure, what is it?” “I need to tell Kook something important so … could you please give me some space and let me go to him alone?”

It was against Yoongi’s nature to leave you alone but he knew you would be safe with Jungkook, so he gave you a slight nod. After watering the last of the flowers, you ran back to the mansion as fast as you could. In the entrance hall you turned right where the hallway would take you straight to Jungkook’s office. Your heart was beating wildly as you stopped in front of the door, but as your hand rested on the doorknob you could hear voices from inside. They were loud and at first you couldnt tell who it was. One of the voices clearly belonged to Jungkook but the other? The voices grew louder;

“Why am i not allowed to see her anymore huh?!” “Are you really asking me that? You fucked my wife, and you are asking me why im not allowing you to see her?” “Oh? But you are allowed to fuck around with other woman or what? Thats ridiculous Jungkook!” “Thats-! … Something different …” “Wait .. dont tell me you are scared. Scared of losing her to me” “Pff, she would -” In that moment you pushed the door open. Both of them turned their head, looking at you in suprise. “Both of you, stop the fighting!”

You slowly closed the door behind you before walking over to the two, Jimin’s eyes were glued to your body. Jungkook noticed this, so he immediately wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you towards him.

“Are you done watching her?” You rolled your eyes a bit placing one hand against Jungkook’s arm. He never acted this jealous before. “I would treat her better than you and you know that!” “Yeah? What can you offer her huh? A life on the streets after i kicked you out. What a dream life.” “At least she would be-” Suddenly you had enough. Enough of their bickering. “Jimin stop! I - I wont run away with you and i wont choose you” You could see in Jimin’s expression how shocked he was. “But Y/N! He’s an asshole! He will never-” “Im pregnant Jimin!”

You didn’t planned to drop the bomb like that. The grip on Jungkook’s arm tightened a little.

“You-You are what?”

Now it was Jungkook who spoke up. Totally ignoring Jimin’s presence in the room he spinned your body around. He placed both of his hands on your cheeks.

“Yes, yes i am Kook” “T-Thats. wow- I … You … We?!”

Junkook wasnt able to form a normal sentence so he just hugged you tightly. Burying his face against your shoulder you could feel the heat from his body seeping through your clothes. You never imagined that he would be this happy about such a thing. When he let go of you, his cheeks were slightly red.

“A-Are you okay? Do you feel okay? Do you need something?” “Im fine Jungkook dont worry okay?” “Okay .. are you sure?! I mean … Sorry, im just so … excited” “Its okay yeah?” “Oh! I need to tell the others … dont run away, wait here. I will be right back!” Like a little boy Jungkook let go of you to run out of his Office. Watching him, a smile lingered on your face.

You also nearly forgot about Jimin who stepped to your side, placing a hand on your shoulder. A slight shiver ran down your spine

“You know Y/N … This baby… Could also be mine. You are aware of that right?” “I- I dont know what you are talking about” “Dont fool yourself. I fucked you and seeing your face right now … he fucked you a few days before I did. You dont know who the father is.” Slightly mad you brushed his hand away from your shoulder. With a serious expression you turned towards him. “Listen, the thing we had … was a one time thing. No matter what happened. This baby is Jungkook’s baby. Got it?”

Jimin sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. He felt betrayed by you. That was something he never felt before in his life. All the days he spent with you, shared his thoughts with you and his body was all a lie.

“I hope you can live with that lie Y/N. Because i cant.” With those words he left the office.

If you had the time, you would have thought more about Jimin’s words, but as soon as Junkook came back you were pulled by him. Your husband had shared the good news with all the men in the mansion. Taehyung was the first to congratulate you with bright eyes

“Y/N! I didnt knew. God im so happy for both of you!”

Taehyung always wanted to be a father himself, so the thought of having a baby here soon, made him more than happy. He even offered to babysit. Yoongi nodded towards you from across the room. You could see in his eyes that he was also happy for you and Jungkook.

That evening you and Jungkook layed in bed together in your bedroom. Jungkook had his head propped on the palm of his hand. You had never seen your husband so happy before. He gently ran his fingertips along your, still, flat stomach

“What do you think Y/N? Will it be a boy or a girl?” “Koo, its still too early to say that!” Since the moment you told him that you were pregnant he couldnt stop fantazising about all the things he would do with his child. It was cute. “Im sure he or she will have your eyes” Curious you looked over to Jungkook. A big smile was plastered across his face. “If the baby will have my eyes then, hmm it will have your bunny smile” “Huh? I have a bunny smile?” “You never noticed?”

Jungkook shook his head at your question. For some reason, Jungkook never really noticed his own appearance. Maybe he never looked in the mirror or something like that. As you wanted to lay back he suddenly sat up just to scoot lower on the bed. One arm wraps around your waist as he snuggled with his cheek against your stomach. You hesitated for a moment, then you gently run your fingers through his hair. This small gesture earns a satisfied hum from Jungkook who only snuggles much closer to you. Inside your own stomach butterflies started to dance and your own heart beated like crazy. Right now Jungkook behaved like the man you always dreamed of caring, gentle, affectionate and soft.

Maybe you would fall for him if he kept acting like this from now on. Maybe your love still had a chance. Maybe …

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" maybe its because of your eyes "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch.6 - ch.8

authors note: slowly but surely we are reaching the end of season one! wohoo!! just a quick reminder. after the end of season one there will be a short break. i just noticed how cringe season 2 was and i decided to rewrite the whole next season. so updates will come much more slower than now. nontheless, still keep enjoying season 1 !

TW: none i think?

It started to get weird. You noticed that something was clearly wrong in this mansion since the day Jungkook saw you with Jimin. No matter how hard you looked for Jimin he wasn't to be found during the day. Sometimes you could catch a glimpse of him after dinner but that wasnt enough for you. You needed to talk with him. Quickly. The only option to find out about the current situation was to ask Taehyung. It didnt took you long to find him. Like usual he was hanging around outside in the gardens with the stray cats. Watching him from afar he didnt looked like a spy as he smiled at the cats. Actually, Tae looked like a soft puppy. A puppy who couldnt harm anyone in this World. Slowly you walked closer to him not wanting to startle Tae you placed a hand on his shoulder. But of course he still jumped a bit before turning around to you

"Y/N?! What are you doing here?" Sadly that also startled the cats which ran away in various direction. Suddenly you started to feel bad because of that "I- Can i ask you something?" "Of course, what is it?" "You see, and im sure i will regret asking it because of Jungkook, but do you have any idea where Jimin is? I cant find him for days now"

Taehyung raised an eyebrow before crossing his arms in front of his chest. By now the whole mansion knew what happened in the office and afterwards with Jimin. Some of Jungkook's man gave you disgusted looks whenever you passed by them.

"I could tell you where he is but Jeon wouldnt be so happy about it" "I promise, i wont tell him if he asks me or finds out about it. I will keep my mouth shut" Tae still doubted your words. Who would believe a cheater? Seeing how desperate you were he sighed and let his arms fall to his sides "Okay fine. But promise me to not betray me when he asks" "Yes i promise!" "Alright. Okay, you see somehow it angered Jeon. I never saw him that angry before. I mean i always thought he doesnt care about you" "He is angry?" for you it didnt made sense. He cheated first. He told you that you were only a toy but suddenly, he was mad?

"Dont ask me. I was too scared to ask myself. So i have no idea. Now back to Jimin. I was able to catch him a few days ago. He, well, was fuming with anger too" "What did he told you?" "Apparently Jeon gave him a bunch of work to do. More than usual. He said that Jeon would do that on Purpose. So Jimin wont be able to see you anymore" to you that made sense. If Jungkook was really mad, it was only natural to keep the rival away. "Thank you Taehyung, really" "Its no big deal. You two seem close so, its only fair to tell you" after saying goodbye you went back into the mansion. Tae could be nice sometimes if he really wanted to. You wished he would act like this more often.

Back inside you gave your best effort to stay away from Jungkook's man. The looks they gave you dig deep into your skin. While walking down the hallway to the guestrooms someone grabbed you by your wrist. Spinning you around you were met with Jungkook's eyes. To your suprise no anger was seen in them it was something else. An emotion you never saw in them. His eyes were soft as he looked at you. Jungkook's lips parted for a second before he closed them again.

"Kook, whats wrong? Did something happen?" suddenly he let go of your wrist just to fix his posture in front of you. The softness in his eyes was gone too "No, no. Everything is okay. I just wanted to check if, well you know, was with you" "As you can see, im by myself" looking around he made sure that you were telling the truth.

For some reason, Jungkook looked pretty nervous; wondering if everything was okay with him you placed one of your hands against his cheeks. Suddenly his whole body tensed

"What-?" normally he would had pushed anyone else away, even you. but not now. not in this moment.

To you Jungkook looked fine, there werent any wounds on his face, only the little scar on his cheek. You remembered all the nights were you placed soft kisses against it. Adoring it while Jungkook told you over and over again that its ugly. For you it wasnt. It belonged to him. With your thumb you rubbed over the little scar on his skin. To your suprise Jungkook placed one hand on your hips pulling you closer against his body. Now even your second hand found its way on the other side of his cheek. Its been months since you properly touched him outside of the bedroom. Patiently Jungkook let you examine his face as he slightly rubbed with his thumb over your hips

"Y/N.." "Mh?" lifting your head up you noticed, for the first time, how close his face was.

There it was again, the softness in his eyes as he looked fondly at you. Something changed within Jungkook the last couple of days. You didnt mind. Especially not as he leaned his face closer to yours. You could feel Jungkook's breath against your lips. The grip on your hips became stronger as you leaned closer automatically. Outside of your shared bedroom, Jungkook had never kissed you before. Kisses, touching each other and showing affection was only allowed behind closed doors. Now Jungkook really wanted to show you affection in a hallway were everyone could see you two. For the first time. Did he cared for you? Did Tae told you the truth?

Slowly you wrapped both of your arms around his neck as your eyes slowly closed. Feeling the sensation of his bottom lip against yours made you shiver in response. Anticipating the kiss you waited patiently but a sudden voice called out to him

"Yo! Jeon did you saw..- Oh! uh ... sorry!" Jungkook pushed you away from him which made you stumble in suprise.

Blinking with your eyes you looked over Jungkooks shoulder. it was Taehyung. He stood there with his dumb grin on his face as he crept closer to you two

"Oho, did you two finally made up with each other?" wiggling with both of his eyebrows he slapped Jungkook's shoulder. "We- we just talked, right Y/N?" Jungkook's face became serious "Oh, Oh! Yes, yes. we just talked" "That looked more than only talking to me guys." Thats another reason why you didnt liked Tae, he always had the worst timing with things.

Before he could continue to ask questions Jungkook placed an arm around Tae's shoulders dragging him down the hallway back to his office. Forgetting about you in the process. With the fingertip of your index finger, you traced along your bottom lip. You were still able to feel the sensation from earlier. Inside your chest, your heart started to race. Wait, it raced? For Jungkook? No way. It never did that before. Shaking your head, you slapped your cheeks with both of your hands. Jungkook was an asshole, he wasnt nice nor a gentleman. But right now you wanted to run after him, you wanted to tell him. You wanted him to know about your little secret which you kept hidden since a few days. But now Taehyung was with him, so that needed to wait. Behind the corner was Jimin. He heard everything, saw everything and maybe he was the one who sent Taehyung. Forming his hand into a fist he dissapeared before you could spot him running back to finish the work in his office.

The way back into the garden you felt better. The heavy weight in your chest dissapeared. On the way to your favourite spot in the gardne you spaced out not waching your step you stumbled over one of he cats. A yelp escaped your lips shutting your eyes hoping that the impact of the ground against your body wouldnt be too painful. But before your body could hit the ground, you felt an arm wrapping around your back. That arm pulled you back on your feet

"Are you okay?" slowly you opened your eyes again.

Right in front of you was the face of a young man. His hair was black and tied into a half ponytail. Nodding a bit you assured him that you werent hurt only to be met with a gummy smile from his side. Slowly he stranger let go of your back

"Im glad, that would had ended painful" "Thank you. I was a bit distracted. I should be more careful" "Dont beat yourself up because of that. Such things happen." The man kept smiling while one of the cats walked around his legs rubbing its fur against him. "She seems to like you" "Ah, yeah. I dont know but somehow cats are drawn to me" "Maybe its because of your eyes" "Sorry?" Slowly you pointed at his eyes with your index finger "They remind me of cat eyes. They probably think you are one of them" "is that so?" you nodded as both of you start to laugh at the "meow" of the cat.

She seemed to approve too. Slowly the man stretched his arm out to shake your hand

"Im Yoongi, Min Yoongi" "Im Y/N, nice to meet you Yoongi" gently you shook his hand. Yoongi's smile just grew wider "What a pleasant suprise, i was looking for you" "For me? Why?" "Mister Jeon hired me personally. From today on im your new personal Bodyguard. I will do my best to keep you safe Miss Jeon."

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" oh he wants to play the hero "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch.5 - ch.7

authors note: hellow my fellow readers. the last days were clouded with frustration. after i saw how someone, who got butthurt over the fact i blocked them, went on a witch hunt .. and spread lies on anon tea pages that i would be mean and cant take feedback. i was so close to delete this fic and abandone this account. but yall sent me so many sweet messages, im really thankful. thankful to have everyone here who truly enjoys my story. i love yall mwah!

TW; guns; mentions of smut.

Your whole body ached when you opened your eyes the next morning. For a brief moment you couldnt even remember what happened last night. Only the heavy weight that was on your arm reminded you of last night. Carefully you turned your head to the left. there, Jimin was still sleeping peacefully. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder to wake him up

"Jimin ... wake up. At this point i think my arm will fall off." Yes, right now that was your only concern.

Jimin groaned slightly from the shaking while turning his head the other way. Why were all men so stubborn when it came to waking up in the morning?

"Jimin Im serious, get up" "Mnh ... only five more- wait" suddenly he turned to you.

His eyes widened as he scooted away from you. Jimin's eyes slid down your face to your neck where he saw all the bite marks

"Fuck..."

Since your arm was finally free, you could sit up properly again, you ran a hand through your hair. Meanwhile, Jimin puts the individual pieces of his memory together to form a complete picture. He wiped his face with one hand

"We did it, didnt we?" "What do you think? Look at me and then you will know." Once again his gaze turned towards you and he noticed that your breasts were still exposed "Fuck ..." "Dont sweat it, I wanted it okay?" "Y/N this isnt something small. If Jungkook finds out, im a dead man."

The panic in Jimins voice couldnt be ignored, everyone was afraid of Jungkook, including you. With one hand you pulled up the straps of your nightgown and Jimin started to pull up his boxer shorts. Just then, the door swung open, revealing Jungkook

"Y/N can we- ... oh?" "Oh fuck" Jimin stopped in his movements and even you jumped a bit.

Jungkook clapped with his hands as he entered the room, closing the door behind him. "Look at you love birds. How lovely. Oh angel, what did you do behind my back?" "Jungkook I can-" at that moment Jimin stretched out his arm, schielding you from your husband. "Let me handle it" "Oh, Jimin wants to play the hero, I see. Am I allowed to kill him too?"

Jungkook raised one of his eyebrows as one hand went to the gun on his belt. You were about to jump off the bed, but Jimins arm stopped you. He gave you a serious look to let you know that he could do this on his own.

"Go ahead, kill me. If thats what you want" when Jungkook heard those words he took his hand off his belt again. A sigh escaped your Husbands lips "No, actually you did me a big favour Jimin" "What do you mean?" "Well you see, sleeping with her got boring. She cant even bear me a child. So if you are her new toy, Im finally free of my husband duties." Joy was heard in Jungkook's voice, he enjoyed this too much. "You cant be serious? She is your Wife Jungkook" "I simply dont care. I did her parents a favour, thats all. You can have her" while the two talked to each other you were still standing behind Jimin.

Your heart grew heavier with every word that came out of Jungkook's mouth. Up until now you were still hoping that he would change his mind about you, about your marriage but no matter what you did, he would never be able to love you.

"Fuck Jeon! She isnt a damn Object you can toss around as you please! She is not one of your whores!" Jimin's voice grew louder, making you wince.

As expected Jungkook only shrugged with his shoulders, he made his decision months ago. The only thing which chained him to you was the hope for an heir. A Child which would lead the Mafia Group.

"Lets be real now Jimin. Her parents SOLD her to me. They gave her away so that i would protect them. She's nothing more than some kind of payment" "You cant be serious. Thats not you. You never behaved like this Jeon!" "Dont act like you know me Jimin. There are things - .. nevermind. I will leave you too alone now. Make sure to be on duty on time." with those words Jungkook turned around and left the room.

Jimin sighed as he sat back down onto the bed, face buried against his hands. You on the other hand, felt numb. Numb because of all those things your Husband said about you earlier. Still a bit wobbly you went over to your closet. You needed to shower. As you pulled out new underwear, you could hear Jimin's voice softly behind you

"Leave him." You turned to him in disbelief, this time Jimin looked straight into your eyes "W-What did you just said?" "You heard me. Leave him. I mean it" "Jimin I- I cant!" "Why not? Is it because of your parents? Is it because of money? I swear I-!" "What you? Are you trying to say you will protect them? You will earn the money? How Jimin, how?! You dont have anything. No men, no guns! You depend on Jungkook"

All of a sudden Jimin got up from the bed, his footsteps echoing on the floor as he put both hands on your shoulders and pushed you against the closet door. As you desperately tried to push him away from you, he pressed his lips on to yours again. You pounded on his chest with both hands to get him to stop. He easily pushed his tongue between your lips which made you gasp for a second. The kiss didn't last long as Jimin broke away from you soon enough. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were glued to your face so as not to miss any of your reactions

"Run away with me Y/N." A hand rested on the closet door next to your head making sure that you werent able to escape from him "I-I cant!" "Why not huh? Look how he treats you! Why are you so determined to stay with him huh?!" "I- .. I dont know okay!" While you still had to search for the right words, tears welled up in your eyes. Jimin also noticed this, which is why the grip on your shoulder became loose "Hey ... Im sorry, it wasnt my intention to yell at you" "I know that im stupid for staying with him. but i dont know."

You desperately wrapped your arms around Jimin's neck, you pressed your face against the crook of his neck to let your tears run free. The whole time Jimin held you inside his arms not moving an inch away from you.

As you seemed to have calmed down a bit he took a step back to look into your face again. With his thumb he brushed away a few tears from your cheeks. You couldnt help but sniff the whole time. Jimin didn't know how to help himself any better so he placed another kiss onto your lips. You didnt complained rather you pushed your body more against his own. While doing so a strap of your nightgown slid down from your shoulder.

"Do you want to ..?" Jimin just nodded as a response before crouching down a bit he placed his hands onto your thighs to lift you up on his hips. Then and there you both pressed your lips againsnt each other again. Knowing damn well that the duties needed to wait for a bit longer.

What you didnt knew was, that Jungkook was still standing outside the door. He had heard every single word of you and Jimin. About your fight and how Jimin suggested to run away with him. For some reason, those words sent a pang through his chest. Why did it bothered him so much? He shouldn't care because after all he didn't feel anything for you, right? As the Kissing noises reached his ear he quickly ran down the hallway. It shouldnt be Jimin, it should be him. Kissing you, touching you, making sure that you feel good. it should be his name you moaned, not Jimin's. Arriving inside his office he locked the door behind him.

As soon as he was alone, anger rised up inside of him. With both hands he swept any kind of documents off his desk only to kick it afterwards. He took the gun out of his belt only to throw it across the room as well. Amid flying papers and total chaos, Jungkook sat down on the ground. He put his head in his hands, not understanding why it all affected him so much. Standing in front of Jimin in the bedroom, he really felt the urge to kill his best friend just because he touched you, sleept with you.

"Whats wrong with me? I dont fucking care about her .. maybe im just stressed? Yes, that must be the reason" the rest of the morning Jungkook tried to find various reasons why it bothered him so much. No chance he fell for you, no chance he would ever care for you in that kind of way. Yes he doesnt care. You could have sex with Jimin how much you wanted, he wouldnt care. Never. Not today and not tomorrow.

Hello anon!

Haha No you arent.

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" Why are you always so nice to me? "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch.4 - ch.6

authors note: PLEAS; PLEASE read the tags and the TW before every chapter. they arent there for nothing. if you dont feel comfy with any of the tags or TW dont read and stop complaining in my comments. my tags and TW warned you. also this is a work of fiction dont take it too serious ...

TW; cheating

Exactly two days has passed, two days in which Jungkook hadn't exchanged a single word with you. It was his fault, you knew that. However, you just couldn't take it anymore. After one day you had tried to start a conversation with him. But whenever you came into his office, he'd crawled into the back room as soon as he saw you. You two didn't even meet up for dinner anymore. With a soft sigh, you leaned your head against the wall. You had tried to get into his office once again but this time it was locked. From afar you could hear the footsteps of one of his men. It was either Taehyung trying to drag you back or one of your husband's bodyguards. A hand rested on your shoulder. It was warm. The warmth literally seeped through the fabric of your blouse.

"Y/N? Are you okay?" his voice was soft and worried at the same time. It was Jimin. "Yes, im fine i think?"

jimin must have thought you were pathetic for chasing after your husband like that. His gaze went to the locked office door while gently squeezing your shoulder with his hand

"Give him some time okay? Im sure he is still shocked that you killed someone right in front of him" "Why would that shock him? People get killed around him everyday" "I think the reason is .. that you are his wife. Thats the shocking thing for him."

Jimin wasn't wrong. All these months you did your best to be a decent wife. You never complained about anything, nor broke the rules. However, that all changed weeks ago. Jungkook gave you a bodyguard that you never asked for. It didn't took long for you to realize that Taehyung was supposed to be spying on you.

"Say Jimin. Why are you always so nice to me?" "H-Huh?! Uh .. I mean."

All of a sudden Jimin's cheeks turned a little red. He even turned his head away nervously so that he didn't had to look at you.

"Im serious. You are his what? best friend? You always put yourself in danger just to help me" "Thats! Uh i mean, you are nice to me too so .. i have no reason to be mean to you." Jimin was a horrible liar. "its okay if you like me you know?" hearing those words, Jimin's ears took on a red color. You had him right where you wanted him.

"I dont like you! Pff who gave you that idea?" He did his best to look strong in front of you. However, he couldn't hide his red face. It was so red that you had to laugh a little now. As you walked past him, you put a hand on his shoulder. Your face turned towards him once more and you winked at Jimin. This took im off guard completely. His mouth hung open as you walked down the hall. It was nice to know that you had this effect on other men too.

It was already late in the evening when you threw yourself on your bed. You were frustrated because Jungkook hadn't been around for two days. Sighing, you rolled onto your side to pull one of the pillows to your chest. Apparently you weren't even good enough for sex anymore. You couldn't even call your parents because they would only lecture you. Yes, your parents didn't marry for love either. You could still remember the day your mother found out your father was cheating on her. For some reason she didn't seem to mind. She just didn't cared.

"A marriage without love ... it seems okay to cheat then" you mumbled as you heard a knock on the door.

Almost joyfully, you jumped up from your bed. You tossed the pillow carelessly onto the end of the bed. With bare feet you rushed to the door which you opened directly

"I thought you wouldnt - ... Oh, its you." In front of you stood Jimin. He wore a simple white shirt with the top two buttons undone. You could tell by his smell that he had been drinking. Without saying a word, he grabbed your shoulders with both hands. Carefully but with a little force, he pushed you back into the room.

"Jimin whats wrong?" "I've kept thinking about your words earlier. I kept thinking and thinking. Fuck .. it nearly destroyed my head .. so i had a drink. Maybe more than one .. but it doesnt stop" "Maybe you should lay- " just as you were about to finish the sentence, you could already feel Jimin's full lips on yours.

At first you didn't know how to react. Jimin's kisses were clumsy and yet he knew what he was doing. You didn't marry for love, neither did your parents. So cheating was normal and okay, right? Without wasting another thought, you begin to move your lips in the same rhythm. Meanwhile, Jimin's hands pushed you back against the bed. When the back of your knees touched the edge of the mattress, you automatically fell on top of it. To your displeasure that also meant breaking the kiss. Your eyes traveled up to Jimin's face. You could see exactly how his chest rose and fell.

"Im sorry Y/N" you knew he didn't meant to kiss you like this but in the next moment Jimin undid the remaining buttons of his shirt.

You didn't cared so you just nodded. As Jimin placed his knee on the mattress, you leaned further back. The next moment you felt his soft lips on your neck. One of his hands found its way to your waist. For the first time in your life you were glad you only wore a nightgown. Jimin was greedy as he sank his teeth into your skin only to suck on it afterwards. A soft sigh escaped your lips, this felt different than with Jungkook. Jimin was clumsy and somewhat rough, while your husband was always careful and gentle with you. As his hands slipped underneath your night gown he pushed your panties aside. Jimin's lips worked their way down to your collarbone. On the way there he made sure to leave some marks on your delicate skin. At that moment you didn't think about how to explain this to Jungkook because Jimin's fingers found their way to your wet cavern. Almost easily he slipped between your folds just to massage your clit in circles. Your hips rose slightly to meet his fingers to get more friciton. With his teeth, Jimin pulled your shirt down a bit. He revealed your breasts that had just been hidden by the fabric.

Jimin's fingers slid down just to press with his fingertip against your entrance. Just by doing this your nipples already perked up earning a smile from Jimin. He slowly parted his lips to enclose one of your nipples. Your head fell back against the mattress and a long groan escaped your lips. At the same time he pushed one of his fingers inside of you. Your hands grabbed his biceps for some support

"F-Fuck Jimin."

Jimin could feel how wet you already were as he kept sucking on your nipple. His own arousal was already visible in his pants. Adding another finger he made sure to stretch you wide open. He might be drunk, but he made sure he wouldn't hurt you.

"P-Please hurry" you've been sexually frustrated for a few days now that you just couldn't take it anymore.

He slowly let go of your nipple to be able to examine you. Jimin looked for a sign in your face that it was really okay for him to enter you now. You nodded in response which made him pull his fingers out. As he stood up and undid his belt, you made sure your panties landed on the floor. You slid your body right onto the bed and opened your legs for him. Jimin's eyes darkened at the sight in front of him. He didn't take his eyes off you as he carelessly dropped his pants and boxer shorts, on the floor. He looked around the room for a moment. You knew exactly what he was looking for. A condom.

"Its okay. You dont need one" "But-" "Jimin, its okay really. Dont mind it."

Nodding slightly, he climbed back onto the bed. A hand wrapped around his dick as he settled comfortably between your legs. He looked you in the face one last time, but this time you just nodded. This was his sign to slowly push inside of you. It was only the tip but that was enough for you to lose your mind. Slowly and carefully he pushed his dick completely into your wet hole. Automatically your walls wrapped around him, making him groan in response.

"Y/N. You are .. so tight .. I-" he nearly collapsed on top of you but managed to held himself up with his hands.

Jimin's whole body trembled anticipating to finally move. You slowly wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a soft kiss against his lips. With both arms you pulled him down against your body. This was his sign to finally move. Jimin didnt wasted another minute, he wasnt slow nor careful. He quickly picked up a fast pace with his movements. To your suprise he was more vocal during sex than Jungkook. The whole room was filled with his and your moans. Between the moans the noise of your wet pussy was heard. It has been so long that the knot in your abdoman already started to form. You buried your face in his neck as he thrusted into you harder. You said his name over and over again. His dick started to twitch inside of you and maybe it was just your imagination but you were sure that his dick grew larger. Jimin grabbed the sheets with both of his hands

"Y/N.. I- I cant hold it ... ngh any longer" "M-Me too" "Lets .. cum together ... yeah?"

This was the first time anyone said that to you. Your heart leapt as Jimin wrapped his arms around you. He pressed his face against your shoulder. His breathing became more shallow as his dick kept twitching inside of you. He was close and so were you.

Jimin's thrusts became messy and the knot in your stomach started to explode. Digging your nails deep into his skin on his back you moaned his name loudly. With one last thrust he hitted your cervix as he filled your tight walls with his cum. His breathing got heavier as you could feel how his cum was already leaking out of you. His body collapsed completely on top you. While his dick was still burried deep inside of you, Jimin nuzzled with his face against your neck. You on the other hand was just laying there, patting his shoulder.

"Thank you." he mumbled softly against your skin. "Silly, no need to thank me" "Mhh ... love you, so much" you froze in your movements. What did he just said? "Jimin?! What .. What was that?" no answer.

You tried to look into his face but all you could see was the top of his head. His whole body relaxed and even his breathing became more steady now. While you were laying there, totally confused Jimin fell asleep, on top of you.

Why? Can’t even have a conversation? Want to look tough for your 50 readers?

Do it properly

I was enjoying this fic, your shitty attitude only makes this work look like crap

Im entitled to block or remove any negative comment / interaction on my posts / account. Meanwhile you’re not entitled to complain about that simple.

Also I don’t want to look tough, you make up stuff which doesn’t even make sense. Learn to read properly. In my last chapters it’s been said I will delete AND BLOCK any negativity on this account. Why should I endorse negativity. And as I said, I don’t care how many people are reading my stuff or not.

Stop feeling so triggered that a person blocked you. Get over it.

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" oh angel, why do you care? "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch. 3 - ch.5

authors note: PLEAS; PLEASE read the tags and the TW before every chapter. they arent there for nothing. if you dont feel comfy with any of the tags or TW dont read and stop complaining in my comments. my tags and TW warned you. also this is a work of fiction dont take it too serious ...

TW; cheating; gun use; explicit language; murder.

Since the moment Jungkook left you alone in your room, you kept pacing back and forth. Wondering when all this had started. In your thoughts you went back to the the day after your wedding. Back then everything was still okay and Jungkook took care of his Husband duties. He treated you nice, at least for a whole week. After that his whole demeanor changed and he finally dropped the mask. Biting down on your bottom lip you stopped in the middle of the room. There must be something you had missed in all those months. No matter how hard you thought about it there was nothing. Simply nothing.

You first noticed that Tuesdays were weird after a month of staying here. Back then Jungkook hadnt locked you up in your room. That was a habit which came much later. No matter how many of his men you started to question, no one told you were your Husband was. Every Tuesday he dissapeared. You were sure that he was still in the mansion, somewhere. So you started to snoop around. But everytime you came close to the end of the second floor, Taehyung pulled you back again. Telling you that a lady has no buisness there. Since then you are convinced that some creepy shit must be going on there. Maybe Jungkook was in a cult? A shiver ran down your spine.

“No no .. thats not possible. Thats ridiculous!” but what was so but what was so confidential that not even you were allowed to know it?

Suddenly you heard a knock on the door. Thinking that it must be the maid you just waited. She had a key for that door but the door didnt opened. Instead a voice was heard

“Y/N? Are you in there?” it was Jimin, checking on you. “Of course im in there! You know what day it is” rolling your eyes you stared at the door. To your suprise Jimin didnt hesitated to unlock it from outside. You didnt even knew that he also had a key for your room. Poking his head inside he looked at you “Yes I know. Sorry. Dumb question of me" “Yes yes, so what are you doing here? Did something happen?" “Actually i wanted to ask you the same question.”

Your brow furrowed at his question, everything was okay here. Why did he seemed so worried? Does he know something perhaps?

“Jimin, where is Jungkook?” you could see how his body tensed up. Bingo. “I … uh … a guest came! Yes yes a guest! Someone really important. He ordered us to make sure that no one bothers him!”

Jimin looked more than pleased with his answer but you werent. Walking towards the door you pushed past him. Nervous, Jimin started to walk after you

“Y/N please, im serious!” “So, this Guest is that important that he needs to lock me away every week huh? Lets see who it is then” “Y/N!” Jimin grabbed you by the arm; pulling you back with as much force as he could “Please. Dont go there.”

A pained expression was seen on his face as you looked over your shoulder. For a split second you changed your mind. But then you remembered all the hours you were locked in that room.

“Jimin, im asking you ONCE. where. is. jungkook.” “I - ” you raised one of your eyebrows.

Jimin knew he had lost. Yes, he had to obey his boss’s orders, but at the same time he had to obey yours as well.

“He is in the Office. The one at the end of the hallway on the second floor” that was everything you needed.

Pulling your arm back you went up the stairs. The whole time your heart was beating in your throat. Suddenly your hands started sweating, so you wipe them on your dress.

As soon as you stood in front of the door, you could already hear another woman laughing. Jimin followed you the whole time. A loud swallow was heard from him as he stood behind you.

“Are you sure you want to, go in there?” “You said he had a guest. Maybe he just told her a joke.”

You both knew more than well that Junkook isnt the type for jokes. He was a serious man and rarely laughs. As you reached your hand out Jimin suddenly grabbed it. Looking back at him you finally saw how pale he was.

“Please. I beg you.” his voice was trembling and even his hand was shaking.

You needed to know. You needed to know why he always had you kept locked up for hours. Bracing yourself you forced your hand to the doorknob. You will open that door, without or with Jimin’s hand. Twisting the doorknow quietly you cracked the door a little bit open. It was enough for you to look inside the room. The woman laughed again which was followed by a, wait did she just moaned? Peeking more inside you widened your eyes. Jimin sighed heavily as he putted both hands against his hips turning around from the door.

Right in front of you was Jungkook, shirtless. His pants was halway down, his hands were clinging onto the womans thighs. Her pantie slipped down to her ankle. Your Husband, the man you despised so much but still had a soft spot for, was buried deep inside of another womans body. Form behind Jimin pulled on your dress, hoping to get you away from there but you didnt budged. You pushed the door completely open, stepping inside

“What .. the actual fuck Jungkook!”

Your whole body trembled, overflowing with different kinds of emotions. A chuckle came from Jungkook’s lips as he stopped his movements “Seems like we got a visitor.”

His voice wasnt sweet or caring, it was ice cold as he pulled out, earning a grumble from the woman in front of him. As he turned around to you you could see his fully errect dick. His gaze moved behind you

“Jimin, i told you to make sure she wont find out. What were you doing huh?” “Im-Im sorry Jeon. I tried my best but she insisted” Jimin stepped right beside you, bowing his head in front of Jungkook. You couldnt believed this. How long had he been cheating on you? And Jimin, the person you trusted, knew it all along? “How long … How long are you … inviting woman over?” your voice trembled “Let me think, for 2 monts now, right?” Looking over at the woman she just nodded while lighting up a cigarette. 2 Months. Since 2 Months. “W-Why?” “Oh angel, why do you care? Dont act like we married out of love. By the way until now you werent able to gift me a kid. So, well.”

You couldnt believe it. That was his reason? Anger rised inside of you as you looked at his face. Seeing that stupid smirk as it was mocking you again. Without thinking you grabbed something out of the belt from Jimin.

Jimin wasnt fast enough, he couldnt react to take the gun out of your hands. The moment he lifted his head and his hand darted forward, a loud “bang” was heard. Your adrenaline was pumping through your veins as the woman in front of you collapsed onto the floor. The carpet slowly got soaked in blood. Jungkook widened his eyes, looking down at the dead body

“What the fuck Y/N?! What did you do!” still shaking the Gun dropped to the floor. You adjusted your shoulders before you spoke up “Yes, I didnt married you out of love .. but believe me, just because i dont love you doesnt mean i will tolerate this kind of shit.”

Your legs felt wobbly as you turned around and left the room. Jungkook looked after you in disbelief. Outside in the hallway you leaned against the wall. You killed someone. You really fucking killed someone. Both of your hands were still trembling as you looked down on them. In that moment another two pairs of hands reached out to them from behind. The size of them gave away that those were Jimin’s hands

“Are you .. okay?”

Slowly he carressed your palms with his thumbs. You were only able to nod. The adrenaline was still pumping so you hoped that you will be fine after your body calmed down a bit. From the end of the hallway was Jungkook’s voice heard. Calling for his man to clean up this mess. You and Jimin just kept standing there, your back leaned against his chest. He didnt talked, he just kept holding you. Making sure that you would be okay.

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" where are you going angel? "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch. 2 - ch.4

authors note: this is a work of fiction. dont take it too serious. all hate or bullying will be blocked.

TW; Mentions of Blood / describtions of wounds / death / toxic relationship.

You woke up the next morning as the sunlight tickled your nose. With a grunt you turned to the side, your forehead bumping against something warm. With a lot of effort you managed to open your eyes, you were greeted by a broad and muscular chest right in front of you. Jungkook was still here, sleeping soundly next to you. He must be in deep slumber because both of his strong arms were wrapped around your waist. A yelp escaped your lips as he pulled you closer against his warm skin. To your suprise he didnt woke up. Like this you finally had the time to study his face. The corners of his mouth twitched with every breath he took. Thats another thing you never noticed, well you were never this close to him before. You were a 100% sure that hes really sleeping but Jungkook proved you otherwise. One of his hands traveled down to your ass squeezing your soft flesh a bit. Your whole body tensed up in response before you slapped him against the chest

"You fucking pervert!" As you roll off him, a laugh escaped his full lips which was followed from a pout. He was really annoying. "Angel, come on dont be like that. I know you like morning sex with me" yes you did, because in the morning his movements were lazy. He took his time with you, nothing was rushed. But not today, not this morning. You had better things to do right now.

Jumping out of bed you ran over to your wardrobe, grabbing fresh underwear and a simple white dress.

"Where are you going angel?"

Jungkook's voice was sweet like honey as he placed his hands behind his head. Fuck. He looked too good like this but you needed to resist. Without an answer you dashed out the door, down the hallway and back into the Entrance hall. If you remebered correctly the man had carried that body into one of the guestrooms on this floor. Looking around you made sure that Taehyung wasnt following you. One annoying man in the morning was already enough. Luckily it was still early, so most of the other Bodyguards were still sleeping. The others which were on Guard were too tired to even notice that you sneaked around. Peaking around the corner you catched a glimpse of the maid with blonde hair again.

"Hey, psht! You..!" she jumped a bit; nearly let the plates fall down onto the ground. Turning her head she catches you; standing in the hallway. "Whats wrong Miss Jeon? Is everything alright?" her voice sounded nervous. Maybe she was afraid that you would punish her for yesterday. For telling you things she shouldnt had. Walking closer your heels clack on the floor "Can you tell me where Jimin is?" "Miss i dont-" "We both know that the body yesterday was Jimin. Dont play dumb and tell me where he is!" The young girl in front of you winced slightly "He- He is in the last room miss" more than satisfied you patted her shoulder while walking past her.

The way to that room felt like a lifetime. You wanted to know if he was okay, that he got safely out of there. Your hand stopped in front of the doorknob. What if someone was in there with him? Jungkook will be so mad if he finds out. Shaking your head violentely you grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open. Inside the room everything was quiet. The curtains were closed. Carefully you closed the door behind you, the only source of light was the little lamp on the desk near the window. Someone must had let it on. Looking around the room you noticed the empty bed. Did the maid lied to you? Was this some kind of trap? Surely your husband will burst into the room any second now nagging you because you never listened to him. As you wanted to turn around, the second door in the room swung open. You hadnt even noticed that door. Freezing on the spot you didnt dared to turn around. Was this some kind of trap so it would look like that you cheated on your husband? Was this some kind of sick joke from Jungkook? Swallowing hard, your hands began to tremble. No, you were not a cheater. But, why were you suddenly so scared?

"Y/N? What are you doing here so early in the morning?" that voice. Immediately your body spun around and your legs carried you to the person right in front of you. Your eyes are filled with worry as you looked at the young man in front of you. The worry was so big that you didnt cared that he only wore a towel around his hips.

"God Jimin ... Are you okay? Are you hurt?! I saw the blood yesterday and-!"

Jimin putted his index finger against your lips to make you stop talking too much. He took a step back. giving you the chance to inspect his upper body. Which you did. Your eyes traveled down his chest, down to his stomach before you walked around him. Beside the usual scars on his body, you couldnt find anything new. Relieved you fell down on the bed

"Thank god. But wait! If it wasnt your then, who?!" You hated your husband, but the others grew on you very quickly. "Calm down, calm down. Let me get dressed and i will explain everything to you" with those words Jimin turned around to put his clothes back on.

You immediately grabbed the pillow and held it in front of your face. You two might be close, but not that close. It took him a few minutes because his body still felt a bit stiff after yesterday. Feeling the weight of Jimin next to you, it was your sign to pull down the pillow from your face. Slowly you sat up, looking at his face. He really seemed fine to you. Jimin folded his hands in his lap before he began to speak

"It was a mess Y/N. The whole deal at the piers? It was all a huge trap. They wanted to kill us all. Luckily i was able to distract them enough that Yoongi was able to get help" "Dont tell me-" "Dont worry, Yoongi is fine. Thanks to Jungkook. You see, i got knocked out yesterday. Someone hitted me with an heavy object onto the head. So, i cant remember much." Carefully you placed one of your hands on top of his. Somehow this made him chuckle before he grabbed it "I can only remember that the blood wasnt from me and that Jungkook shot someone. Right between the eyes.. Fuck it was all so messy." Hearing that made you shudder for a moment. You knew the Mafia lifestyle wasnt all rainbows and sunshint. But it was a relief to know that none of the other man got hurt.

"Oh, did you checked on Jungkook?" "Huh? Why should I?" "Uh because he is your Husband? And i heard he got punched in the face .. really hard." That was something new, Jungkook also seemed fine to you yesterday. You didnt had noticed something out of the ordinary. Jimin must had noticed your puzzled look as he starts to laugh; pinching your cheek "You are really something else Y/N. You dont even notice that your husband is hurt."

Your cheeks grew red. Deep inside of you, you wished that Jimin was your husband .. sometimes. You grabbed the pillow again and threw it against his face. This made Jimin laugh more before he jumped you and tickled you all over. The both of you always played like this whenever Jimin had a break.

"Yah! Jimin, hahah, stop!" for the first time since days, you finally had fun again. You felt happieness flooding your whole body.

This would have continued like this, but suddenly the door to the room was pushed open. Heard heavy footsteps and the next moment Jimin was pulled down from you. The next thing you could saw was Jungkook's face. His expression was dark as he pulled Jimin in the middle of the room by his black shirt. You wanted to jump between them but it was too late. Jungkook's fist hitted Jimin's jaw. The smaller one stumbled back, his hand flying to his jaw

"The fuck?" "Did you had fun huh? Fun with my Wife?" "Jungkook calm down man, we didnt do anything." Somehow this explanation wasnt enough for your husband. Because the next thing that happend was Jungkook grabbing your wrist; pulling you up from the bed. His grip was strong and started to hurt "Kook, You are hurting me" "Shut up woman"

Jimin was still rubbing his jaw from the blow but that didnt held him back from laughing

"Maybe if you would treat her better, she wouldnt always come to me to have some. well, decent fun" "Jimin... whats the most important rule here in this mansion?" Your Husbands voice was cold as the grip around your wrist grew more tightly. "Everything which belongs to you isnt allowed to be touched by any of us" "Exactly. So what does that mean to you?" "Fuck! Jeon, she isnt some kind of object!" Jungkook clearly had enough "We will talk later .. and you are coming with me."

Pulling you out of the room he made his way down the hallway. The whole time you had a bad feeling about this. You knew what happened with people who got Jungkook mad. Arriving in your bedroom he literally threw you in there, which made you stumble and hit the ground with your butt. With big eyes you looked up at him as he was just standing there at the door

"Do you really thought you could disobey me?" "I- I didnt do anything wrong. Am I not allowed to check on him?!" "How, How many times do i need to tell you to stay away from him huh?!" "But why?! Hes the only one here to treats me like a normal human being!" Something in Jungkook suddenly switched, his eyes grew darker as he looked down on you. "Oh angel. Why do you think he is treating you like this? He only wants to fuck you" "Thats- Thats not true!" "It is my dear Wife. Why do you think i tolerate you here? Because you do your duties as a Wife, more than well."

So, he really only sees you as an object. Maybe Jungkook was right. Maybe Jimin was the same. They knew each other since years. With a smirk on his face he came closer; crouching down in front of you

"Thats it ... Be a good girl from now on okay? Because if you disobey me again, i will throw you out onto the streets." Your expressioned turned into horror. Ex Wives of Mafia bosses are like, free targets once they got kicked out. He wouldnt do that right? There must be one little tiny piece of him which cares about you, right? For now you can only nod in response, earning a chuckle from Jungkook "Good girl. For today, you will stay in your room. I will get the maid to deliver you the food. If i catch you outside, only ONCE, You know what i will do."

With those words he stood up, leaving the room. As the door closed you could hear how the key turned from outside. Its not the first time that he locked you into your room. You knew that, even if you didnt do something wrong today, he would locked you up anyway. Because today was tuesday. Whatever Jungkook hid from you on that day, it was so important to him that he made sure you wont caught him.

Hello Anon!

I got so many anonymous messages so here I will answer a few!

This fanfic is an old one of me I’m rewriting the chapters and reupload them so there is a LOT of content I will be uploading 🩵

jungkook x fem!reader

summary: You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" ... thank you "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating:18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch 1 - ch. 3

authors note: this is a work of fiction. dont take it too serious. all hate or bullying will be blocked.

TW: Mentions of Blood / Smut.

Its been hours since Jungkook had been gone to pick up Jimin. You were still a bit anxious, so sleeping wasnt an option at the moment. With a heavy sigh you climbed out of your warm bed. Luckily next to your nightstand on the big Armchair was your night gown. One of the few gifts Jungkook gave you. If he werent such an asshole you would had fallen for him easily. But he wasnt a gentleman; he wasnt that innocent looking men; he was a monster. A Monster which hid behind a wide collection of different masks. Shivering of the sudden cold you walked over to the big window to close it. Squinting your eyes a bit you could see Jungkook's men running around in the garden. They seemed furious so your curiosity got the best of you, once again.

Outside of your bedroom was pure chaos. The maids were running around collecting every towel they could find. Before you walked down the hallway you got a hold of a maids arm

"Hey, whats going on?" The girl with curled blonde hair looked at you a confused expression was seen in her blue eyes "Mister Jeon didnt told you...?"

Funny of her to assume that he would tell you anything job related. Shaking your head she slowly placed the towels on the cabinet. Carefully she looked around before pulling you around the next corner.

"Psht, we need to be quiet. If one of the bodyguards catches me, telling you this .. i will be dead" she wasnt joking. Leaning against the wall with your back you started listening to her "I dont know much but .. I heard that they had a huge deal down at the piers. Something with drugs, the usual Mafia things." you sighed a bit "Keep going?" "Ah! Yes sorry. Jimin was down there with the other guys. I heard whispers from the other men ... that someone got shot." You raised one of your eyebrows, this isnt the first time that you witnessed a death in this mansion. But this time it seemed different. Everyone was on edge even the maids.

The girl bowed her head before running back into the hallway, grabbing the towels. Your head started spinning with a lot of theories. Jimin isnt hurt right? he wouldnt be this careless. Grabbing your night gown with one hand, you also ran down the hallway, down into the entrance hall. You needed to see it with your own eyes making sure that Jimin didnt got hurt. The thing is, Jimin was the only person in this mansio who treated you like an actual human being. And not like the wife of the mafia leader. He sneaked your favourite sweets out of the kitchen if you would asked him. Your relationship with him was a thorn in Jungkook's eye but you didnt cared. Why would you care about your husbands feelings? Outside of the bedroom. The commotion at the entrance was much worse than upstairs in the hallway. You had a hard time pushing yourself through the other men to catch a glimpse at the front door. Someone grabbed you from behind on your shoulder; pulling you back easily

"What are you doing here?!" You knew that voice. as you turned your head back you looked into the dark brown eyes of Kim Taehyung. The guy who' got assigned to taking care of you. Your personal Bodyguard. He was annoying. Always tailing along wherever you went. "I wanted to check if Jungkook is fine" Taehyung rolled his eyes "Come on, since when do you care about your husband? Next time, try harder."

He was really annoying, more than that. You hated him. More than your Husband. The moment you wanted to complain, the front door sprung open. Your head immediately turned back to the front ignoring Taehyungs rambling that you should go back. One of the guys in a Black suit carried a body. You werent able to see who it was because a thick blanket blocked your view. Taehyung was still tucking at your night gown, pressing you to finally come back. As soon as you saw Jungkook entering the hall, your heart dropped to the floor. His white shirt was soaked with red dark blood. It couldnt be his right? He seemed fine, he is fine right? Getting rid of Taehyungs hand on your clothes you dashed forward. Pushing some of the man aside on your way. Sometimes you werent able to understand yourself. You hated Jungkook, with your whole heart. But whenever he came back home, with blood on his clothes you started to worry. Worry about his wellbeing.

Jungkook wasnt fast enough to react as your body crashed against his own. Burying your face against the only space which hadnt blood on it. Through the white fabric you could smell his cologne, it was faint, mixed with sweat and blood. Probably some dirt too. Lifting your head up you looked at him, worried

"Are you okay? Is that-?" With a chuckle Jungkook placed both of his hands on your shoulders pushing you a way a bit "Its not mine. Since when are you so worried about me, huh?" There it was again, that dumb smirk on his face. It haunted you, told you that you were a crybaby. So you snapped ouf of it "Dont be so full on yourself. Maybe I would had been lucky to finally get rid of you" "Aw my angel hoped that this is my blood and that i would die?" His hand grabbed your jaw; forcing you to look at him "I told you angel. You wont get rid of me. You will never escape me. So be a good little girl and go into your bedroom. Wait for me will you?"

Your jaw started to hurt as he looked at you. His eyes slid over your face, down to your cleavage. So he noticed that you were, still, completely naked underneath. As he let go of your jaw, you stumbled a few steps back. Luckily two hands catched you in the process. This wasn't a good idea as Jungkook immediately pushed the man behind you away from you. In front of the mafia boss it was prohibited to touch everything which belonged to him. That includes you.

"She can go alone Taehyung. If you touch her again without my permission ... I swear" You had enough for one night, so you left the two men to their fighting. Jungkook would never hurt Taehyung, they knew each other for too long. Plus Taehyung was an excellent Spy. He needed him.

Arriving in your bedroom you let your gown slip down from your shoulders. Keeping it on wont change anything. Jungkook will come up to your room, claiming whats his. You were tired but still aroused. While you were waiting you tidied up the bed. As you were leaning over the bed your ass fully exposed, you didnt heard the door opening and closing behind you. A slap on your ass made you yelp before rolling onto your back in suprise. In front of the bed was Jungkook, already shirtless and only wearing his Shorts.

"Jungkook" you mumbled as your gaze stopped at his exposed tattoos. Over the years he got so many of them on his arm. "Enough of you watching. Come here angel, im tired. So lets make this quick" you knew what that meant.

Immediately you got up on your knees; scooting over to the edge of the bed. Both of your fingers hooked under the fabric of his shorts before you pulled them down to his knees. Almost immediately his cock slapped against his stomach. The sight made you gulp every time. Jungkook was huge, another one of his "good" traits. "Come on angel. Be a good girl" the pet name let shivers ran down your spine. In the past you thought dirty talk was disgusting but with Jungkook it was different.

Slightly nodding you didnt waste anymore time. Your lips wrapped around his tip sucking on it gently. Against your tounge you could already taste his pre cum. Parting your lips more you let his dick dissapear into your mouth. Luckily you were already used to it which why it was easy for you to relax your jaw so you wouldnt gag. Jungkook's hand found its way into your hair, while a groan escaped his lips "Yes ... Like this babygirl."

At this rate it wouldnt take long for him to get off. Bopping your head in a fast rythm your hand reaches up to scratch over his stomach. His body tensed up because of that while he shoved his dick deeper into your mouth. You could feel him hitting the back of your throat making you gag. Tears are forming in your eyes as he starts to fuck your mouth. Both hands in your hair now, the room starts to fill with groans and moans from him. Jungkook's hips start to thrust into your mouth in a messy rythm, indicating that he was already close.

"Fuck baby ... Im ...-" you held his hips as you could feel his warm and sticky cum shooting at the back of your throat. It tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. Jungkook's breathing hitched as he slowly pulled his dick out of your mouth. A trail of cum leaked out from the corner of your mouth, while you swalloed everything else. Smirking at this sight he crouched down placing his thumb against your bottom lip, wiping it clean. In all those years, he never kissed you. The only kiss you ever received was at your wedding.

"God, you always look so damn sexy after that. I really enjoy the sight of you" because of those words your heart skipped a bit. Probably because you were still excited. With a yawn Jungkook walked over to the other side of the bed. Slipping underneath the covers he let you sit there, on the corner of the bed, alone. Like every other night whenever he fucked himself out.

".... thank you" a soft and faint whisper came from the other side of the bed. But you werent sure if you really heard that or if it was only in your imagination.

jungkook x fem!reader

summary:  You and Jungkook had been forced to marry each other because of your parents wealth and their status in society. All this time you always wanted to make your parents proud. Trying your best to make this marriage work ... but little did you know that Jungkook hid something from you. Something which could destroy him or you.

" arent you tired my lovely wife? "

tags: heavy smut; murder; weapons; kidnapping; cheating; affairs; violence; slow burn; drama; angst; cursing; explicit language; tragedy; romance; fluff; character deaths; abuse; toxic relationships; su!c!de; scars; mentions of self-harm; pregnancy.

rating: 18-20+ [ Minors DNI ] This fanfiction tackles many heavy TW topics. Please keep that in mind. I dont want any minor to interact. If you do, do it at your own risk. Im not responsible for your actions.

chapters: ch 2

authors note: this is a work of fiction. dont take it too serious. all hate or bullying will be blocked.

choose a song from this playlist to listen to: you are in a meeting with your mafia rival

Whenever you thought back at the day you first saw him, you never imagined that he was such an asshole. Your parents were so proud seeing how you two got along. At least for the time he stayed at your parents mansion. After that? He really showed his real face but lets keep that for later. The first time you met Jungkook was in your parents garden. They prepared everything for the first perfect date. It was your duty as their only daughter to marry one of the richest men in this country. So, you never complained. Not as they picked out your dress and not as they shove you outside into the garden. It has always been your duty as the only daughter in your household. you learned to be the perfect lady since your 5th birthday. The black dress you wore was too tight but your mother said to show off some of your curves. You could already see his broad back from afar. Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest. Carefully, you placed your hand against his shoulder causing the young man to turn to you with a smile. even back then something inside your gut told you that, that smile wasnt genuine. something about it was fake. maybe you should had turned around, begging your parents to choose someone else but as the good girl you were, you swallowed the doubts.

it was the way he spoke, so soft and polite, why you started to trust him. Oh,how wrong you were. Because the same voice would betray you a few weeks later. Now, however, this very man slept next to you in this outrageously large bed. While Jungkook wasn't the best husband in the world, having sex with him was more than satisfying. Being intimate with him was also the only time when he would share a room and a bed with you. In his opinion it was rude to leave a woman alone in her room after having sex with her. You didnt mind that. Sex didnt had a deeper meaning between you two. It was just a way to get rid of all the stress. And it was also your duty to keep him satisfied as his Wife. sometimes you were still suprised that he could actually be polite during it and he also respects your wishes.

Turning on your back you were able to hear his breathing beside you. The only source of light was the moonlight which flooded the room. You slowly turned your head towards him. You could see a few ruffled strands of hair that were still clinging to the slightly sweaty skin on his neck. Junkook was laying on his stomach, as usual; both arms underneath the white Pillow. Not even after sex did he gave you physical closeness, let alone a hug. Your hand reached out to the strands of black hair; carressing them a bit. Whenever he lay in bed like that next to you, you thought for a brief moment that he was really cute. he almost looked gentle. This thought mostly dissapeared again as Jungkook turned in his sleep towards you. Now you were able to study his facial features again. Like you always did whenever he stayed over. The little mole underneath his bottom lip was your favourite. Whenever you had the chance you pushed your index finger against it. This resulted, always, in an annoyed groan from Jungkook. Somehow he accepted your presence in his home and around him. As if he had any other choice.

Poking against his mole, again, made Jungkook twitch slightly in his sleep. Yes, like this he was cute. Nearly innocent looking. Deep in thoughts you kept poking the mole in his face without noticing that Junkook was staring at you. With a fast motion he grabbed your wrist before rolling on top of you. You let out a small yelp as your wrists were pinned against the mattress beside your pillow. The moonlight illuminated a part of Jungkook's face, making him look more beautiful to you.

"What do you think you are doing huh?"

there it was again, that ice cold voice you surely didnt missed. Jungkook is really "special" when it comes to physical touch. Somehow he is allowed to touch you whenever he wants to but you are not allowed to do the same. Except when he is needy. Right now, he didnt seemed like this. Gulping harshly you held eye contact with him, something he teached you since you came here. Breaking the eye contact meant losing against him. And you knew very well what happened to people who lost against Jungkook. His gaze traveled down from your face and down to your neck. To his amusement he noticed that you were still, indeed, naked. The black fluffy blanket was only able to hide half of your chest. your cleavage completely visible to him from this angle.

Seeing your skin poking out from under the blanket; let his eyes become dark again. He wanted you, again, for the third time tonight. You didnt complained. It was your duty to keep him happy. To gift him a child someday. Biting down on your lower lip you wiggled your wrists out of his grip. Slowly, nearly teasingly, you pulled down the blanket, revealing your soft breasts to him. Jungkook didnt waste a second as he lowered his body; placing soft kisses on your skin. You didnt knew why; but this was also the only time he would treat you carefully. He would worship every centimetre of your delicate skin with his lips. No matter how much you hated him, at least he was good with his mouth and with his tounge. Jungkook knew that; he knew that more than well. Outside of the bedroom he couldnt stand your annoying voice; or how your eyes roll whenever he talked with you. He preferred your sweet moans. Moans which escaped your mouth as he sucked on your nipple. With a satisfied grin on his lips he could feel your nipple perking up underneath his wet muscle. Your body started to squirm underneath him. Still sensitive from earlier you couldnt take it any longer. You wanted him; buried deep inside of you.

Jungkook noticed that; so he let go of your nipple before he placed one hand beside your head on the mattress. His second hand went down to grab his own dick; making sure that its aligned perfectly against your wet hole. Taking a glanze at your face; a smirk appeared on his face

"Look at you. So fucking needy for my cock huh? Arent you tired, my lovely wife?"

You shook your head as both of your arms wrap around his neck. Both of you didnt cared anymore about protection. So the cum which is still dripping out of you; worked perfect as some kind of lube. Rubbing with the tip of his dick over your folds makes him shudder in response. He might hate you; but he surely loved your body. Jungkook already pushed his tip inside your wet cavern; but in that moment .. there were loud noises heard from the outside. Worried your head perked up

"Whats wrong?" "Sht dont mind it okay? Lets continue."

As he wanted to push himself completely inside of you; a loud bang was heard against the door. First it was only one but then it became louder. One of Jungkook's man were outside the door; banging at it furiously

"Mister Jeon! Im sorry to bother you but we have an emergency at one of the piers. They caught Jimin!"

You immediately knew that this was it. Jimin was Jungook's right hand and his childhood friend. With a grunt he slipped out of you; leaving you with an empty feeling. From the corner of your eye you could see how he putted on his pants. Those pants barely did their job by hiding his, still visible, bulge. After putting on his white shirt he looks over to you

"Stay here. Dont make some stupid decisions while im gone .. and most importantly, stay inside!"

Nodding like the obedient wife you are, you pull the blanket back up to your chest. Jungkook rushed outside, closing the door with a "bang" behind him. Its hard to be the wife of an ice cold husband. Its much harder to be the wife of one of the most succsessful mafia leaders in town. Sometimes you hated your parents for their decision but they needed that deal. They needed Jungkook's protection. So you cant do anything; beside sitting here and waiting for your husband. Like the good and obedient wife you are.

rafayel x fem!reader

summary: in which rafayel tries to help you with period cramps. even tho he's a bit clumsy.

" i never did this before ... so please dont be mad if i mess up "

tags: period comfort; rafayel being clumsy; established relationship; rafayel knows about periods, kinda; super fluff; can be ooc sometimes; no ai; romance; period cramps; toothrotting sweetness from rafayel side; long oneshot.

wordcount: 1,531

authors note: so i tried my best to depict rafayel's personality as good as possible. im still learning so please dont be too mad if hes not perfect. also as always, english isnt my first language.

choose a song from this playlist to listen to: ghibli playlist

it was a cozy afternoon, like always whenever you decided to visit rafayel. Mo Studio was bathed in sunlight as you sat on the table, browsing through a magazine about the latest fashion trends. then something shifted, subtle, nothing too dramatic at first. it was still too early but you were used to it. the first cramp as you stood up from the chair, hits like a warning shot. you freeze mid step, one hand resting on the back of the chair. it was still too early, your period should start next week and not now. not today. then another cramp, this time it was so bad that the ache bloomed in your whole abdomen. the ache was familiar, yet unwelcomed.

rafayel who had worked on a new painting noticed the shift in the air. he heard the small gasp escaping your lips, making him shift on his chair "are you okay?". one of his brows lifted as he saw how you clutched your abdomen, not answering right away.

through gritted teeth you tried to wave it off "yeah its just .. its nothing" the second wave of cramps hit harder. you bend slightly forward, pressing your palm strongly against your abdomen. trying to ease the pain. a quiet involuntary hiss escaped your lips.

then you heard his voice "hey. that doesnt look like nothing to me" His legs carried him across the room, fast. by the time you opened your eyes again, rafayel is already in front of you. his brows are knitted together in a way thats far more serious than usual.

"its really nothing, you worry too much rafayel" you insisted. voice weak as you tried to stand up straight again. another cramp making it hard to not lose your composure completely.

rafayel on the other hand doesnt look convinced in the slightest. his hand found its way on your back, rubbing soothing circles on it "you look pale, you know that?" "im always pale okay!" your voice was louder than intended. "i mean ... im sorry but its just cramps, nothing serious."

for a moment rafayel looks a bit confused. what kind of cramps made you this vulnerable? "cramps.." you nod for a moment, already regretting that you said anything to him. there is a brief pause, long enough that you almost expect him to brush it off as some kind of joke. your relief was short lived as rafayel leans in.

"what kind of cramps?" he couldnt be serious. you couldnt do more than stare at him for a few minutes before finally opening your mouth again "rafayel." his name left your lips in a serious tone, implicating that it would be better for him to not push any further. of course he didnt cared. "what?" he says defensively "there are different kind of cramps. hand cramps, leg cramps-" before he could say anything else you pushed your finger against his lips.

"period cramps."

the words landed and for once, rafayel is completely speechless. you almost laugh because of the expression of his face. rafayel looked so utterly confused and flustered it was almost too cute to handle.

"oh ..." his voice was muffled against your finger, yet soft at the same time. rafayel's eyes searched yours for a moment before his gaze dropped down to your abdomen. "yeah.." you muttered "so, im just gonna sit down on the sofa for a bit." taking your finger away from his lips, you moved past him towards the couch. rafayel doesnt stop you but you can feel his gaze on your back the entire way. as you sank down into the soft cushions a sigh escaped your lips, curling slightly inward as another cramp rolls through you.

"what do i do?" you glance up. rafayel was still standing at the same spot where you left him, arms crossed loosely. there's something uncharacteristically in his posture. you blink for a split second "what?" "what do i do?" rafayel gestured vaguely, like the answer should be obvious by now "is there something im supposed to get? or say? or .. fix?"

despite being in pain a small smile appeared on your lips. he looked so cute and helpless "its not really something you can fix, rafayel." he frowns "that sounds .. awful." another chuckle escaped your lips. another cramp interrupts whatever you were about to say. you suck in a breath, pressing your hands more firmly against your abdomen.

"okay enough, i dont like that" rafayel's face twisted one more time. "its fine-" "it is clearly not fine!" hearing his loud voice you flinched slightly as he started to pace around the room. you could clearly see how his mind was working. to rafayel a period wasnt completely a strange thing, he had heard of it. the only difference was, that he never saw how bad it could be.

"you are in pain .. there needs to be a solution. so you, stay there" with that he dissapeared into the hallway. its not like you planned on walking around his house at the moment. so you kept leaning against the cushions, closing your eyes to soak in the silence of the room. it was soothing in some kind of way but that silence only lasted 5 minutes. rafayel was already returning, you heard a clattering followed by a curse.

"rafayel? be careful okay?" you said from the sofa. "i am being careful" he insisted, which is immediately undermined by the sound of something else almost dropping onto the floor. when he finally appears in the doorway, you saw how much stuff he was really carrying. Two blankets, a glass of water, a mug thats probably too hot to be held the way he was doing it, a heating pad and a bunch of snacks. your mouth fell open, rafayel looked like he was going onto some kind of battlefield. "rafayel.." "yes?" "why do you look like you raided an entire store?"

with a huff he sets everything down in front of you. carefully to not spill anything from the water glass and the mug "because i didnt knew which of these things would actually help you" gosh, in your eyes he was the cutest boyfriend right now. you nearly felt sorry for him. after some struggles with the heating pad, mostly due to him not admitting he didnt put the plug in correctly, you two finally managed to make it work. "hah victory" rafayel looked over at you with the biggest grin on his face as you placed the heating pad on your abdomen. "you look really proud of yourself" you admitted which was met with another huff from his lips. "As it should, cutie"

as the cramps slowly got better you leaned into him as he had settled next to you on the sofa. the warmth from his body seeping into your own helped a lot. plus the heating pad was still pressed against your abdomen. "you know" you mumbled half drowsy against his shoulder "you did better than i expected." a theatralic pained expression appeared on his face but not for long. it made space for a soft smile as rafayel pressed a kiss onto the top of your head "next time i will do better, i promise." "next time?" "this is a recurring problem isnt it? so i will do better next time."

thats when you looked at him, really looked at him. at the way his hand is placed above yours, like it belongs there. like the way his face has softened despite his teasing nature. closing your eyes you smiled a bit nuzzling closer against his shoulder. "yeah" you mumbled softly "you probably will." for once rafayel didnt tried to turn your words into a joke. he just stayed next to you. warm, steady and just a little bit clumsy. despite everything, he did his best and tried to make you feel better.

which was worth much more than some simple words of comfort.

21yrold!Caleb x 19yrold!femreader

summary: in which caleb has a crush on you and doesnt know how to deal with that. he thinks you dont like him back so he never really tried to be serious with you.

"i dont know how it happened ... i just know that you're all i need in this life"

tags: yearner; crushing on fem!reader; caleb being head over heels; caleb pov; can be a bit ooc; fluff; unestablished relationship; childhood friends; no ai used; puppy behaviour; little bit of angst.

wordcount: 988

authors note: yes, i finally wrote a lads oneshot after ages ( and after deleting my old ones ). I just wanna state one thing beforehand: the caleb in my fics is childhood friend caleb. nothing else.

song to listen to while reading: FallingForYou

complicated. if he had to describe the relationship you two had, he'd settle on complicated. not because the two of you fought. you didnt. not really. it was complicated due to the fact, that you two always moved in a space between almosts and maybes.

he liked you. more than he probably should. more than you like him. thats what he's telling himself whenever you looked at him with those puppy eyes. he liked you so much that it knocked his breath out of his lungs, whenever your hand brushed against his. its like his body forgot how to function properly with you around. at night he dreamed of you. dreams which lingered after he woke up. even then he tried not to think about them throughout the day.

it was ridiculous. he knew that. he told himself that over and over again.

sometimes he would lean in too close or his shoulder would bump yours by "accident". all these little things were excuses to get close to you. yes, maybe he was pathetic and scared for not telling you directly how he really feels. but how could he? how could he risk the friendship he had with you?

one night he nearly confessed. you were watching a movie with him, one of those cheesy ones you always liked. they were not really the type of movies he enjoyed but for you? he would do anything for you. the way the light of the tv illuminated your face, the way your brows knitted together whenever there was an angsty scene and the way your knee would brush against his. the words were on the tip of his tounge. all it would take was courage, just a second of it would had been enough. then your face turned towards him, a smile playing on your lips as you told him how silly the main characters were. in that moment he swallowed the words down, like they never existed. locking them back inside his heart.

he told himself it was the right thing to do. that it was better this way, safer. as long he didnt said anything nothing would change. they could continue like every other day. laughing, hugging, telling jokes or simply sit next to each other without a worry in the world.

deep down caleb knew this was a lie because things were changing. it wasnt big changes, at least not on the outside but on the inside. caleb's thoughts would always circle back to you in the smallest moments. distraction didnt helped no matter how hard he tried. it was too much for his heart, he shouldnt feel this way. you were his best friend and losing you would destroy him.

whenever he told himself to stop, to put some distance between the two of you, he couldnt. his body simply refused to listen to him, always seeking your warmth. truthfully, he didnt want to. distance was the last think he needed in this dynamic.

as the days passed he became more greedy. it wasnt obvious, not at first. the shift was subtle, how his hand lingered longer on your knee. giving you the time to decide when to pull away, when it was enough. sometimes you did but more often you didnt. you stayed right beside him. letting his fingertips brush over your skin, his shoulder pressing against yours. it was intoxicating and caleb noticed it too. noticed how a simple hug wasnt enough anymore. how he found himself holding you longer and even then you didnt pulled away. it drove him crazy. it scared him from time to time.

because it wasnt something harmless anymore. it wasnt those quiet feelings he would tuck away and ignore as the day went on. it was growing, steady. like a flower which finally began to bloom inside his chest. whenever you laughed he wanted to be the reason for it. whenever you reached for him, he wished he wouldnt need to let go every again.

he wanted more. so much more that he began to imagining things, things he never dared to imagine before. how your lips would feel against his, soft and persistent. the taste of your skin under his tounge as he inhaled your scent. god, it drove him mad. so mad that his fists clenched at his sides when you walked by. noticing the sway of your hips as you walked past him just to get something from the living room. caleb's mind loved to betray him, how it twisted something normal into something dangerous. how it made his body react before he could stop it.

sometimes you would question him, eyebrow raised as he turned his face away. a soft red glow lingering on his cheeks. thats when the words started to tumble over as he spoke them. caleb tried so hard to reassure you that everything was okay. that he didnt thought about something "dirty" a few seconds ago. a shrug was all that was met with his dorky smile. as soon as you would turn around from him, his shoulders would relax, his fists unclenched and a sight would leave his lips. a sigh he didnt even knew he was holding the whole time.

sitting down on the couch he kept wondering for how long he could continue like this. because the more he fell in love with you, the harder it became to pretend that everything was okay.

sooner or later he wouldnt be able to hide it anymore.

Re9!Leon Kennedy & 8yearold!Zayne

summary: in which 8 year old zayne tries to persuade his father to quit his job after seeing him injured.

"listen son ... its not so easy but i promise to take care of myself. because i want to come back home to you and your mom"

tags: a bit angsty; zayne being aeon's son; idc its canon for me; can be ooc; zayne's evol just awakened; family; resident evil clashes with lads; no ai used; bonding; fluff; childhood fears; mentions of wounds; raccoon incident happened in the past; aeon; mentions of blood.

wordcount: 1,015

authors note: hello! today i bring you another aeon family oneshot with zayne as their son! i also want to implement xavier as zaynes brother too. but idk how i will do that yet. still i hope you enjoy this oneshot too.

choose a song from this playlist to listen to while reading: those who feel things quietly

leon kicked the door open with one foot. it was quiet, the whole house was dark. ada and zayne probably were already asleep upstairs in their rooms. his eyes shifted to the clock on the wall, it was 3am sharp. he was late, much later than he had promised to be back. with a grunt leon threw the bag on the floor. it stung. every movement hurted deep inside his bones as he kicked off his boots, not minding to put them away properly. stumbling down the hallway, leon noticed hos much his body really hurt. maybe he had overdone it this time, especially his right leg felt strained. after he finally reached the bathroom his tall body leaned against the doorframe, inhaling heavily. the light burned in his eyes as he finally walked in front of the mirror.

leon looked miserable. there were multiple cuts on his face, his hair was a mess with dried blood between some hair strands, even his shirt had seen better days but the worst part was probably his left side. a huge spot of blood has soaked the fabric. most of it was already dried but god it smelled badly. while he removed his shirt, leon didnt heard the soft padding of footsteps coming down the stairs.

it was zayne, he only wanted to get something to drink as he got distracted by the dirty boots on the floor on the hallway. "Dad..?" his voice was soft as he walked forward, rubbing his eyes a bit. noticing the light in the bathroom he pushed the door slightly open with one hand. there sitting on the edge of the bathtub was leon, bandaging the wound on his side. leon was so focused that he didnt notice zayne right away. only when he looked up, because of the sound of a choking sob, he finally saw zayne. his son was standing near the doorframe, wearing his snowman pyjama ada got him for his birthday. "shit .." leon murmured struggling to stand up. "M-Mom said no cursing dad" zaynes lips were trembling as he said that. despite being scared and worry he still kept the rules from his mom in mind.

slowly zayne waddled into the bathroom, sitting down on the rug right in front of leon. his eyes moved to the bandage on his body, a faint red spot was forming on the white fabric. "listen zayne, you shouldnt be seeing this its not.-" "does it hurt?" "what?" zayne asked again "does it hurt dad?" for a moment leon didnt knew how to respond properly. how could he tell his own son that he was, indeed, hurt. knowing how much zayne despiced it seeing his parents in distress or hurt. with a sigh leon's hands grabbed zayne on his hip just to place the boy on his lap. "it hurts yes. dont worry, it will be better tomorrow okay?" trying to comfort zayne, leon ruffled his hair a bit.

but little zayne didnt believed him. for an 8 year old he was really smart, thanks to all the medical books he read. placing his hands on his fathers arms he looked up at him "cant you stop? going out ... cant you find another ... uh job?" the concept of a job was still a bit foreign to zayne. he only knew that it was the way for adults to make money. "i wish i could zaynie, but its not that easy. the world ... needs me" "but mom and i need you too?"

hearing these words from his son, leon's breath catched inside his throat. zayne was right. they needed him too but .. how could be abandone the world so easily? as he looked into his son's eyes he saw his whole world in them. without warning he hugged zayne tightly, not caring how much that movement hurt at the moment. "you are right zayne, you two need me too. probably more than the world" zayne nuzzled his face against his fathers neck as leon slowly stood up, leaving the bathroom. "dad, i want to be a doctor one day!" "a doctor huh? im sure you will make it. you are the smartest boy in the whole world. but why a doctor?" zayne giggled a bit before looking back up at leon again "easy! so i can treat your wounds and make you healthy again!"

leon's heart clenched, hearing he was the reason his son was so determined to become a doctor. placing a kiss on zaynes temple, as he climbed up the stairs to his son's room. before he reached the door to open it zayne started to squirm and pout. "whats wrong?" "can i sleep with you and mom today?" a soft smile appeared on leon's face "of course my little snowman"

reaching the masterbedroom leon could already see ada curled up on her side of the bed. whenever he came home late to this sight it warmed his heart. knowing he had a family to come home too. putting zayne in the middle of the bed, ada stirred for a moment. opening her eyes slowly she looked at leon "go back to sleep sweetheart ... zayne only wanted to sleep with us tonight"

half asleep ada wrapped one arm around zaynes waist, pulling the boy under her blanket. zayne giggled a bit; moving closer against his mom's warm body. as leon finally came to bed too, zayne reached his hand out. his fingers curled around leon's index and middle finger, holding them close. it always helped him sleep at night. turning to his side, leon reached over tucking a strand of ada's hair behind her ear. a gentle smile appeared on her face as he leaned forward placing a kiss on her cheek. after that he also gave zayne a good night kiss.

closing his eyes he wrapped one arm around the both of them as good as he could. keeping them save and warm all night. he would do anything for his family ... yes, even quitting his job and leave the world to fight for itself. thats where he belongs. right here with his son and his wife. forever.