13th August 2023

forever - labrinth

Waking up, you find yourself confused. Many questions fill your head. Where are you? What happened last night? Who's bed are you in?

"Wakey, Wakey, little flame."

Hearing Jimin's familiar voice, you realise you must have stayed with him last night. Relief fills your body. You slowly roll out of bed, your head feeling like it's splitting as you stand up. Knowing you must be in Jimin's bedroom, you remove your dress and throw on one of his baggy t-shirts paired with basketball shorts. You leave the room and head towards the voices you hear.

You enter the huge living room. The walls are a deep grey, and large floor-to-ceiling windows line the back wall, giving the room plenty of natural light. The floor is a dark wood. A large, cosy sectional sofa in a dusty black hue is situated in front of a marble fireplace. The coffee table is made of mirrored glass, reflecting the light.

On one end of the sofa, there is a velvet armchair matching it, accompanied by a side table with a golden lamp. The room is filled with candles and the air is scented with a delicate vanilla fragrance. It is a luxurious, elegant space that exudes comfort and opulence. You can't help but feel like you have stepped into a dream as you take in the breathtaking room.

"Feeling hungover?" Jimin questions you.

You collapse onto him, nuzzling your head into his chest. "Feels like my brain is a rock."

Hoseok gently pats your head. "Luckily I got you Gatorade."

"You're a lifesaver," you respond, accepting the drink he hands you.

Bringing his attention away from the TV, Yoongi asks you. "So how'd you enjoy last night?"

You look towards him smiling widely. "It was amazing."

Yoongi raises his eyebrow at you. "I was talking about the other part."

Jimin nearly laughs you both off the sofa.

Full of confusion, all you can say is one word. "What?"

Jimin looks at you suggestively. "You know your time with a certain doe-eyed boy."

Hoseok playfully teases you. "Think you could get away with not telling us the details?"

"What are you guys talking about?"  Baffled by what they are saying you didn't notice Jungkook enter the room.

He winks at you. "You don't look as good in my clothes as you looked without them."

In shock, you shout. "WAIT WHAT?!?"

The four of them burst into hysterics.  Reality hits you. Your face burns bright red as you try to snuggle deeper into Jimin to hide your embarrassment. You remember going to the river with Jungkook but you have no idea how you ended up here or in his bed!

You look up ready to face the music, realising that Jungkook is standing next to you. Glazing up at him, nerves quacking, you question. "Wait, we didn't, did we?"

Relive falls over you as he says. "I'm fucking with you, you fell asleep at the river so I brought you back here and I slept in Jimin's room."

"Ah, JK you ruined the fun." Pouts Jimin.

Relieved that you didn't do anything too embarrassing last night, you laugh while gently punching Jimin in the arm. "Just wait Park Jimin, I'll get my revenge for giving me a near heart attack. Plus don't you two think you're getting out of this."

"Please don't hurt us." Hoseok and Jimin plead in unison.

"Sleep with one eye open." You taunt causing Jungkook to chuckle.

"So is sex off the table then?" Jungkook questions.

You throw yourself off Jimin looking as if you're ready to kill him. Jungkook bolts out of the room, leaving the others in the room entirely entertained.

je te laisserai des mots - patrick watson

You find yourself in the kitchen enveloped by a warm, hazy glow that emanates from the ceiling lights, dispersing a soft, ethereal light. The walls are adorned with shimmering gold panels, reflecting the light as if the stars themselves have decided to gather within the room.

Intricate patterns of silver and copper snake their way across the ceiling, resembling constellations brought to life. At the heart of this opulent kitchen is a majestic black marble island. Its glossy surface seems to absorb the light, giving it an enigmatic depth. The veins running through the marble appear like ethereal whispers, telling stories of distant lands and forgotten legacies.

Namjoon shows you how to prepare the dish. "What's going on between you and Jungkook then?"

"Nothing." You affirm.

Namjoon arches his brow at you. "We all have eyes." 

Sighing, you go on. "As everyone can see we have some tension, some tension I'd love to explore but we've been best friends my whole life. I can't afford to lose that."

Yoongi and Jimin appear in the kitchen after hearing your conversation. "I think that's a smart move of you. Things could get complicated."

"But Yongs imagine how cute  our little Jungkookie in love would be." Jimin protests.

In love.

You fear nothing more than falling in love. You've watched love destroy people. First hand experienced the destructive powers of love and witnessed its ability to grip people's souls, leaving them shattered and broken. You've seen your parents' love radiate with such purity and passion that it seemed to illuminate the world around them.

In their love was a tapestry of warmth and joy that enveloped your family, filling your home with immeasurable happiness. When your mum passed your dad was left helpless, drowning in a sea of sorrow. Without her, he lost his meaning, and his spirit withered away like a neglected garden. Love is a risk not worth taking. A loveless life seems bittersweet life but a life you've chosen. A life you once betrayed and came out all the worse for it.

Maintaining your posture, you face them all and guarantee. "Love won't be an option. I don't do love nor serious relationships."

"May I ask why not?" Namjoon curiously asks you.

"My dad. When my mum died, it destroyed him. We didn't see him for weeks, he just rotted in his bed. That's what love did." Taking a deep breath, you continue your confession. "I broke my rule once and well do you see him here with me?"

All three look at you and just nod. An action you will forever be grateful for. No pity just understanding. You don't think you could deal with any more pity. No more sympathetic smiles, pitiful pats off the shoulder or woeful words.

"Let's dish up dinner and eat."  Sharing a thankful smile towards Namjoon for changing the subject, you turn back to what you were doing.

babydoll - ari abdul

Jungkook playfully bumps your shoulder. "Tonight's been nice, thank you for coming."

Returning his bump, you declare. "I mean you basically kidnapped me but I'm glad." 

Smiling with his eyes, a little chuckle escapes his lips. "Don't temp me, Angel."

Rolling your eyes, you sarcastically imply. "Oh, so scary Mr Jeon."

With that, he throws you over his shoulder running full speed to his car. Squeals of excitement exit your lips mixed with fear that he'll drop you. Adrenaline surges through your body, ecstasy caused by him coursing through you.

Once you reach his car he gently places you in the passenger seat, whispering ever so softly. "You've got to stop teasing me, Angel." Causing your heart to stop as lust fills your body, your core aching to be touched by him.

He strokes your cheek. "Let's get you home now." You simply nod not being able to speak.

Your heart starts pounding, nearly ripping out of your chest as Jungkook places his hand on your thigh in between changing gears. He knew exactly what he is doing to you. Your cheeks burn crimson as you bite your lip to keep in reality. Unable to look up. This man is really making you lose complete control.

Jungkook opens his car door for you. "We're here, let me walk you to your door."

"Jeon Jungkook in all my years of knowing you, I've never known you to be a gentleman." You pretend to be flabbergasted.

"Don't get it twisted, I've just trying to get into your pants. I mean in this case I guess it's mine." Jungkook playfully pulls the leg off his shorts, which you're wearing while teasing you.

Unlocking your door, you gently kick him. Much like when you were children Jungkook just wonders through your door.

You roll your eyes at him. "Of course welcome in. Make yourself at home."

"Don't mind if I do." Jungkook heads towards your kitchen taking a drink out of the fridge. "We have business, we need to discuss."

You perch yourself on your island counter. "And that is?"

"Me and you." Jungkook traps you between his arms, leaning over you.

"Not happening." You deadpan.

"Primrose." He deadpans back.

"Look I know but we're best friends and my mother. It's too complicated." You sigh looking towards his feet.

Jungkook pulls you down from the island. "Dance with me."

"There's no music." You groan.

Shushing you Jungkook holds your hips leading you. You move to the lull of the night. Finding comfort in each other's silent company. You let your face inch closer and closer to his until you can feel his breath on your lips. Watching as he slightly parts his lips, you gasp.

With a small sigh and disappointment in his eyes, Jungkook looks at you. "I'm not your mother."

"I know," You whisper.

Not breaking eye contact, he continues. "I'm not going to die."

Releasing your breath that you didn't know you were holding, you respond. "You don't know that."

Jungkook leans his back against your fridge. "I'll wait for you."

"Don't." You demand.

Yet another sigh breaks from his lips. "You should probably get some rest."

bathroom- montell fish

Upon leaving yours, Jungkook receives a text.

"I'm in town."

He drives along the busy London streets, the neon lights of the city illuminating the dark August night. He navigates through the busy traffic, making his way through the familiar roads of London. Weaving through the crowded roads, skillfully manoeuvring through the constant stream of cars and pedestrians.

The mild summer breeze flows through the open windows of his car, carrying with it the sounds of the city; the chatter of people, the honking of cars, and the occasional street performer adding to the vibrant atmosphere. The familiar landmarks of the city surround him as he drives, adding to the charm of the drive. The streets are lined with quaint cafes, bustling pubs, and beautiful historical buildings

As he approaches his destination his phone gently rings. "What's up?"

Jimin's voice comes to life through the car speakers. "Are you driving? I thought you were at Little Flames."

"Sage is in town," Jungkook informs.

"Coming for my fuck boy title?" Jimin teases.

Jungkook pulls into the car park, screeching to a halt. "We've all got scratches we need to itch."

Jimin's laugh echoes through the car speaker. "Have fun."

TW: SMUT

Jungkook gently pushes the hotel door open, revealing her.

Sage Alice Carter.

Her porcelain skin is adorned with a myriad of intricate tattoos. Her signature feature is her septum piercing, adding a touch of edginess to her otherwise ethereal appearance. Her short blue layered bob is her signature hairstyle, reflecting her playful and adventurous personality. Sage takes pride in her unique sense of style, often mixing and matching different pieces to create her own fashion statements. Despite her edgy exterior, Sage has a kind and gentle demeanour, making her approachable to everyone she meets. She exudes confidence and remains unapologetically herself, unafraid to challenge societal norms. Her eyes are a striking blue, that seems to change hues depending on her mood and right now she is hungry.

The air crackles with a potent mix of desire and tension as Jungkook and Sage stand face-to-face in her small hotel room. Their eyes lock in a fiery gaze, each daring the other to make the first move. The dim light cast sensual shadows against the walls, heightening the charged atmosphere. Without another word, they close the distance between them, their bodies colliding in a greedy embrace.

Their lips met in a fierce, hungry kiss, setting the room ablaze with passion. Jungkook reaches out, his hand brushing against Sage's soft skin, sending shivers down her spine. Clothes are discarded in a frenzied haste, the heat between them rising to an unbearable intensity. Moans of pleasure fill the air, echoing against the walls.

Their tangled limbs move together in perfect rhythm. The primal energy between them surges like a windstorm, igniting a fire that threatens to consume them both. The bed creaks beneath them as they move together, their bodies entwined in a dance of raw desire. Each touch, each caress, is a declaration of their burning need for one another.

As they reach the peak of their shared ecstasy, their cries of release fill the room, mingling with the sound of their thundering hearts and laboured breaths. At that moment, they are lost in each other, consumed by the flames of their lust.

19th August, 2023

all I want - kodaline

The early morning sun casts a warm glow over the quiet graveyard. The sky transforms into a canvas of pastel colours – soft pinks, purples, and oranges, all blending in a breathtaking display. The air is still cool and crisp, a reminder of the recent rain that had nourished the land. The birds are chirping, filling the air with a symphony of cheerful melodies.

The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers. The tall, old trees provide a canopy of shade, and the headstones are covered in ivy and wildflowers. You realise that even in a place of death, there is still beauty and life. You look down at your mother's grave. There she is in all her glory. Beside mountains of flowers, stands a small photo frame.

Scarlet's brown eyes are warm and inviting, full of kindness and empathy. Her tanned skin is smooth and blemish-free, with a natural rosy flush on her cheeks. She has a smattering of freckles across her cheeks and nose, giving her a youthful and playful appearance. She takes great pride in her appearance and can often be seen wearing bold outfits that accentuate her natural beauty.

Her deep brown curls cascade down her back. She emits a quiet confidence that draws people towards her, making her a natural leader. Most of all, Scarlet's beauty comes from within, as she is kind, compassionate, and always willing to lend a helping hand.

"Hey, mama."

Tears well up in your eyes as you think about all the things you wish you could share with your mother.

"Sorry, I've not been to visit. You've missed so much. We moved to America when you left, which you knew we would. I met my two best friends there. You would have liked them, I miss them. You'd be glad to know I've rekindled with Jungkook and Jimin. I knew you had been planning mine and Jungkook's wedding since we were born."

Your father and you have always been close. You've always had a playful relationship although since your mother's death, he's grown more distant. Your parents were smitten from the day they met. Each other's person, in love with no competition. Losing her left him incomplete. Since moving back here, you believe he's starting to heal. Along with your relationship. Although you and your father have always been close nothing compares to the relationship you had with your mother.

The strong bond you shared with your mother was unbreakable. You could sense each other's thoughts without saying a word. Scarlet had always encouraged you to chase your dreams and never give up, and you had always looked up to your mother as a role model. Scarlet had always been there for you, offering a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on. Up until your world came crashing down. All it took was a bullet to obliterate your universe.

Your nightmares intensified over the years. You see your mother's death play out in a loop, each time more gruesome than the last. You are trapped in a never-ending cycle of fear and pain, unable to escape the nightmare you'll never be able to awake from. You can't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that consumes you every day.

"Bye, mama," you whisper, your voice barely above a whisper. You trace the letters of your mother's name on the gravestone, a simple gesture of love and longing.

strawberries and cigarettes - troye sivan

Ding dong.

Nerves quake your body while you wait for him to answer the door. As you stand alone wondering where everyone else is? Maybe they are already here, if not you'd both be alone. You've been alone with Jungkook countless times but since being back the tension between you both has built. How long will you be able to control yourself?

Lost in thought you don't realise the intercom come to life. "Angel, not that I'm not happy to see you but I thought you guys were coming at nine-thirty instead?"

"When was this changed?" You ask as suspicion strikes you.

"Jimin called me about half an hour ago."

Unsurprised by his clarification, you respond. "Seems to me we've been set up, Mr Jeon."

"It would appear that way, Miss Primrose. Come on in."

Once you enter Jungkook stands in front of you with slightly damp hair, grey joggers and a baggy tee, clearly not expecting guests yet. Sinful thoughts fill your head as to what you could do this hour alone. How easy it would be to remove his loose clothes. To finally touch him in the ways you've yearned for, explore every inch of him.

As if he could read your mind. Jungkook comes closer to you so close your bodies are almost touching. He whispers in your ear. "It would be everything you just imagined and so much more."

Scared as to giving in to your wants, you blurt the first thing that comes to your head. "Weren't you watching your dad's dog?"

Jungkook a little disappointed, awkwardly scratches his head while responding. "Yeah, but he's gone home."

Feeling more at ease you stroll over to his sofa where you plop down. "Where are my snacks, Jeon?"

Flashing his bunny smile with a little laugh, he proceeds to his kitchen counter where he throws a pail of strawberries at you. "Don't worry angel, I also brought you tequila."

"You trying to get me drunk, Jeon Jungkook?"

Placing himself next to you, Jungkook looks you dead in the eyes. Puts his hand on your thigh and gives you a near heart attack as he says. "Keep using my full name like that Angel and I'll be trying more than getting you drunk." Causing you to choke on a strawberry, you are trying to enjoy.

Feeling happy with himself he passes you the TV remote. "Should we watch a movie while we wait?"

Still unable to speak after what just happened you simply nod and then click on the first movie you see. Jungkook puts one arm around your waist while you continue to eat strawberries. Humming in contentment as he plays with your hair. You both are content with just being in each other's company even without any words being exchanged. Being around Jungkook is as easy as breathing. Pulling you out of contentment, you feel his fingers softly tickling your side.

You start bursting into uncontrollable laughter much to his entertainment. "Is someone a little ticklish?"

Struggling to get away from him you grab the nearest pillow which you use to hit him with. He entirely unphased, flips you onto your back, landing on top of you.

Your body pressed under his, face so close he can smell the strawberries you just consumed. Feel your breath deepen, the way your heart starts to accelerate. Your angelic eyes stare deep into his. Leaving him drunk with desire as you lick your pouty lips.

How is he supposed to stop himself from losing to greed? The greed to touch you, the craving to explore your mouth with his tongue. Feel every part of your body, hold you, caress you, pleasure you. Fighting with himself to not give in to his lust, he feels your body push closer to his.

Fuck.

Why is he fighting this? Jungkook moves his face closer to yours, nearly closing the gap.

"Sorry to interrupt kids but we're all arriving," Jimin announces as he pokes his head around the door, giggling to himself.

Jungkook slowly removes himself from you. "You have got to be kidding me. Let me go get changed."

"And hide your little friend." Jimin chuckles.

"You're lucky, I don't kill you." Jungkook huffs, turning towards his room.

Isabella joins Jimin's side. "Hide your little..." A grin creeps onto her face. "Oh, you definitely caught them making out."

You watch Jimin's lips twitch as you bawl. "No, he didn't."

Recognisably entertained, Jimin shakes his finger at you. "Tut tut, little flame. Your mum taught us to never lie."

Your eyes shoot towards him, throwing daggers "She also taught me how to break a man's arm. If you'd like me to start following all her lessons."

Yoongi walks through the door. "Caught them doing what?"

"Just her and..." You leap covering Jimin's mouth.

"Why is it I always walk into you assaulting someone?" Hoseok jokingly asks.

Namjoon and a blue-haired girl stand laughing in the doorway.

baby girl - disco lines

You, Jimin and Namjoon stand around the sleek, kitchen island. Jimin, taking on the role of mixologist for the evening. In the air, a melodic rhythm engulfs the room, emanating from the speakers. As the music pulsates through the speakers, a symphony of melodies and lyrics vibrates through the kitchen, creating an electrifying atmosphere. The sounds intertwine with all your laughter as if the songs understand the joyous moments shared among friends.

"Who's the blue-haired girl?" You question.

You nearly spray your drink out your mouth when Jimin deadpans. "Jungkook's fuck buddy."

Namjoon punches Jimin in the arm. "Careful, she's also my best friend. She is though, Jungkook's friend with benefits."

Jimin brushes Namjoon off. "Sage Carter, she's one of us, family. She's just not around too often."

"Been that way since she was a kid just drifts and flows where she pleases," Namjoon informs you.

Sage joins you all, hopping onto the island beside you. "So you're the infamous Angel I've heard about from everyone."

"Talk of the devil." Namjoon greets Sage placing an arm over her shoulder.

"If I'm to be referred to as a demon, I'd much rather it be Lilith." Sage jokes, pouring whiskey into your cup. "You know if Jungkook doesn't hurry up making a move on you, I might have to myself."

You are interrupted as a person, bursts through the door, tackling Jungkook. Seokjin Kim. Jin is a tall and imposing figure. He has broad shoulders, a strong jawline, and a muscular build. One striking physical feature is his vibrant purple hair which he likes to keep in a messy style. His eyes are a deep shade of brown. Jin has a few scars on his arms and legs from his adventurous lifestyle, but they only add to his mysterious appearance.

He is heavily tattooed, with dark designs covering his arms, chest, and back, peeking out from beneath the fabric of his shirt. Jin's most stand-out feature is his double eyebrow piercings, giving him a confident and edgy look. Jin is known for his charismatic and alluring nature. He has a magnetic personality and can easily draw people towards him. He is fiercely independent and has a strong sense of self.

Jungkook dusts himself off from Jin's attack. "Why are you here Jin?"

"Can't your cousin come to visit?" Jin playfully jabs him in the side.

"Jin..." Jungkook challenges.

Dropping his playful tone Jin pulls Jungkook into the corner. "Fine, Lucio said he needs me to look into something. Johnathan is active again and with the girls being home."

Concern spreads on Jungkook's face. "He's planning something."

coffin - plvtinum

Jimin ushers everyone around into a circle on the living room floor. "Right, time for never have I ever."

"Here we go." Yoongi rolls his eyes, taking a place next to him.

Jimin fills shots passing it to everyone. "Jin you're up first."

Jin raises his shot glass, a playful glint in his eyes. "Never have I ever had an alcoholic drink."

Everyone takes their shot whilst Jimin scolds Jin. "Oh come on Pretty Boy you can do better than that."

"Everyone has to drink, everyone gets drunk. I'd say job well done." Jin flashes Jimin a childish smile.

"Fine, Sage you're up next." Whines Jimin, pouring multiple shots for everyone.

Sage leans back casually. "Never have I ever been spat on."

"Oh okay, we're playing it that kind of way. I'm next." Whilst everyone takes their shot, you continue. "Never have I ever been tied up."

"Sis!" Isabella teases, knocking back the shot as everyone else does.

You playfully shove Isabella. "I saw you drink, Issy."

"Touché. I'll go next. Never have I ever had sex outside." She laughs watching everyone drink.

Namjoon takes his turn. "Never have I ever been blindfolded."

Everyone drinks.

Yoongi waves his shot glass in the air. "Never have I ever been handcuffed."

Everyone drinks.

Jungkook secretly glances at you. "Never have I ever used a sex toy."

Hoseok side-eyes everyone as they take their drink including him. "First of all, you're all nasty."

"We all saw you drink too." Jungkook tuts.

"Fair play." Poker-faced Hoseok declares. "Never have I ever been a part of an orgy."

Everyone stares blankly towards him, at a loss for words, completely bewildered. You break the silence. "Hobi!"

Hoseok throws his arms up. "What! Just checking."

Jimin looks you dead in the eyes. "Me last. Never have I ever kissed someone in this room."

I feel like i'm drowning - two feet

Only Jungkook and Sage drink, resulting in Jimin's outburst. "You've got to be kidding me. Fuck this we're playing truth or dare."

You move over to Jimin and perch on his lap. "If we have to play this you're going first. Truth or dare?"

"Dare, obviously." Jimin quips.

You face him with a smug look on your face. "I dare you to let me DM someone from your Instagram account."

Jimin rolls his eyes handing over the phone. "Easy."

You giggle typing away. "That girl who messages you twenty times a day will now be expecting a date next week."

"I hate you." Jimin deadpans.

You wink at him, handing the phone back. "I love you too."

"My turn." Jimin smiles at you sinfully. "I dare you to kiss Jungkook."

The room falls silent as you turn to face Jungkook. Hunger is clear in his eyes. "You don't have to ."

"I've never been one to run from a dare." You nervously approach Jungkook.

Jungkook tenderly pulls you onto his lap. You're now straddling him, your bodies moulding together like two halves of a puzzle, completing each other effortlessly. You fit perfectly as if the universe has moulded you, especially for this moment. Your eyes meet, as if you share an unspoken understanding that the moment has arrived, a moment filled with the possibility of taking a leap into the unknown.

His eyes search yours for consent, giving you an opportunity to retract before the inevitable. All he found was a nod of your head, your gaze focusing solely on his lips. Jungkook's lips find themselves on yours. A rush of electricity flows through him, intoxicating his senses. The world around you both ceases to exist as your kiss deepens.

Your mouth gently opens, inviting Jungkook's tongue to explore the depths of your being. His tongue responds eagerly, intertwining with yours in a lustful dance. Time stands still as your tongues map each other's desires, igniting a flame that burns brighter than the stars. Both are desperate for each other's touch. You are his own personal brand of heroine, leaving him an addict and forever craving more.

"Well, that just happened," Isabella blurts, her tone equal parts disbelief and amusement.

Jimin grins wickedly. "I got what I wanted. I say we all dance now."

As you and Jungkook finally break apart, chests rising and falling with need, your eyes meet in a silent understanding, a bond formed in this shared moment of intimacy that transcends mere words. While your friends dance around you, lost in their own revelry, you and Jungkook see only each other, your connection unbreakable and undeniable.