A/N This chapter contains mature content. enjoy. 

"Ugh." You groaned, grumbling to yourself and stirring in your sleep, eyes fluttering open slowly. You squinted from the sunlight in your bedroom, covering your eyes with one hand, raising your other hand above your head and stretching lightly. Twisting onto your side, you stretched your legs out, feeling the ache in the muscles. You reached up, rubbing at your eyes before finally flipping over onto your other side. You felt like you were sleeping forever and you were thankful for the rest. You didn't feel energized enough yesterday and you were extremely jet lagged. Not to mention, you went out and had several drinks too. You felt a lot better today though. Your body ached but you felt pretty good.

You glanced at Jungkook sleeping like a log next to you. His shirtless back was facing you, face buried in the plush pillow under his head, clutching another pillow to his chest. He was still in his pants from last night, soft snores exiting his mouth and filling the room. You smiled, reaching out and running your fingers over his side, admiring his smooth, muscular back with a sigh of content. Peace. You enjoyed the moment of quietness in your bedroom. There was no noise except for the little tufts of air leaving Jungkook's lips as he slept next to you.

You never had the chance to check out your nightstands and your head turned to look them over. There was a peppermint scented candle and your favorite hand cream sitting on top of the nightstand. He really thought of it all, huh. You smiled to yourself as you reached over, picking the lotion up and opening the cap, inhaling the familiar scent before setting it down. The other nightstand had a clock and bluetooth speaker sitting on top of it. You could only assume that was Jungkook's side of the bed. You weren't sure though. He never told you if he planned on living here with you. You knew he was living at his company's building and you wondered if he would even be allowed to move out of it. You laid there for a moment deep in thought, biting over your lower lip before glancing at Jungkook.

You were going to ask him to move here with you... soon. 

Alright, Y/N. Time to get up. You tried to give yourself a pep talk to get out of bed. You wished you could have stayed here and wrapped yourself within Jungkook's grasp but you had extreme cotton mouth from the copious amounts of alcohol and weed you had last night. You were dehydrated and in dire need of a shower as well.

You slowly sat up and the room spun with you, your head instantly beginning to pound with a migraine. You groaned softly, reaching up to brush your hair back away from your face. You pulled the blanket back and looked down at yourself, shaking your head. Your dress was bunched around your waist, panties barely hanging onto your hips. You glanced over to Jungkook once more and chewed over your lower lip.

Last night was something else.

Jungkook was unhinged yesterday. Almost breaking you in half several times the moment your back hit the mattress. Your entire body ached and you could barely move now. It was honestly a fantastic feeling and you wouldn't want it any other way. The pain in your joints and muscles was just a wonderful reminder of how much fun you had and how perfect your boyfriend was.

You slowly slid off the bed and your legs shook once your feet planted onto the floor. You dragged yourself out of the bedroom, staggering to the bathroom and flipping the light on. You groaned when the lights blinded you, immediately turning them off and deciding to shower in the dark. You took a long shower, eyes still closed as you scrubbed your skin before brushing your teeth and washing your hair. You stepped out of the shower and slid on the tiled floor as you wrapped your towel around yourself, your life flashing before your eyes when you thought you were going to fall. "Jesus, I need to stop drinking."  You mumbled to yourself.

You clutched onto the wall for a second before huffing and flipping the lights on again, letting the fluorescents blind you before you crossed over to the sink. The counter was wide, vanity lights along the mirrors with a button that could allow you to adjust the lighting to warm, cool and bright lighting. The floors were heated which you appreciated and there was even His and Hers sinks. You glanced over to what looked like Jungkook's side, rolling your eyes at his collection of hotel toiletries he'd been bringing home with him every time he travelled. It was hard to believe you were dating a multimillionaire. Yes, you googled his net worth because he wouldn't tell you the exact number. And let's just say, he was right to say buying you a car and apartment was nothing but a speck of dust on his account. You appreciated his humbleness more than anything though. He wasn't up tight and high strung like your older sugar daddies. As far as you were concerned, Jungkook was just a regular guy. It was refreshing to be with someone who didn't feel the need to flaunt their wealth.

You shook your head as you reflected on last night while you did your skincare routine. You could remember pretty much every single detail that went down and you were embarrassed. So embarrassed that you didn't even know how to face Jungkook or his members now. You sighed, sliding your soft bathrobe around yourself after hanging your towel up, exiting the bathroom and heading into the bedroom, peeking at Jungkook who was still asleep. You breathed in relief when you noticed that he didn't move yet, not wanting to wake him up just yet. Disappearing into the closet, you pulled on a cute thong and bra. Shimmying on a tight pair of grey sweatpants with a grey Stussy cropped hoodie. You dried your hair, pulling the locks back with a grey beanie over your head and patting on some blush to your cheeks with a red lip tint onto your lips, smoothing over a clear lip gloss onto your lips before exiting the bedroom.

Since Jungkook was still asleep, it gave you the chance to disappear to check out the rest of your home. You walked into the hallway and wanted to laugh hard. Your jackets and shoes were splayed all over the floor of the entryway. Your precious Dior bag cast aside as if it wasn't worth thousands of dollars. You picked the purse up, perching it onto the hallway table and taking your phone out of it and tucking it into the pocket of your pants. Picking up both of your coats and hanging them up in the closet, tucking your heels and Jungkook's shoes neatly inside as well. You studied the keys to your new Mercedes hanging against the wall and... well, look at that, Jungkook also owned a Mercedes too.

Don't tell me he bought me a matching Benz to his own, please.

You never had the chance to take in your beautiful home since you landed. From partying with BTS then coming home to get your back blown out by your man, you didn't have a second to appreciate the time and effort that Jungkook took into furnishing this space. Now was your chance. You were in the living room now. Your hands running over the fuzzy cushions along the couch then you checked out the lush throw hanging over the armrest. Everything was soft. Screaming comfort and warmth. You sighed in content, eyes moving over to the coffee table. A decorative Chanel and Tom Ford fashion book sat in the middle of the table with vanilla scented candles on each side. You walked over to the television, eyes scanning over the bookshelves and tv stand. Your lips pursed in thought as you stood back, feet running over the soft furry carpet under you. There was an empty spot on the television stand. You turned and glanced at the side tables situated on either side of the couch. Empty spots as well between the decor of them too. Hmm... pictures of us would go great in those spaces. You thought to yourself. You wondered if Jungkook thought the same and that's why those spaces were left there.

You walked into the second bedroom of the apartment and a huge grin broke out onto your face. It was turned into an office and studio. You could only assume the custom-built pink PC was yours and the blacked-out PC with the studio setup was Jungkook's. They were on opposite sides of the walls with matching gaming chairs tucked neatly into the desks. There was a large bookshelf, one side with what seemed like Jungkook's manga collection and other collectible figurines. The other side was empty. Left for you to put your own books and other tchotchkes. Movie posters hung along the walls, making the room look perfect for gaming, chilling or studying. Damn, this room would be perfect for when I start my internship... fuck. I didn't even hear about that yet. You sighed softly, admiring the room for a moment before leaving. 

You walked down the hallway, pulling the blackout curtains open and allowing for the natural light to shine into your new home. You smiled, letting the sun rays warm you up. You stood by the windows for a moment, enjoying the view of the city. It snowed last night and everything was white and bright. You had a balcony that was already decorated with outdoor furniture. You thought it would be perfect to have dinner parties with the guys in the summer. You glanced out at the sun shining into the apartment. It made the outdoors look nice and warm when in reality it was probably bitter cold. That was one thing you loved about winter.

You looked around some more, taking the contents of the apartment in. The beauty of the apartment. Everything was open concept and monochrome themed. The way the space was laid out made it easy for you both to see each other if one was in the living room and the other was in the kitchen or vice versa. It was perfect for the two of you. Matching your similar tastes and creating a warm space that you felt comfortable in already.

Jungkook really didn't have to do this. You would of be content with sleeping on the floors if anything. Just as long as you were with him. You sighed, leaning by the fridge in the kitchen as you looked around at the walls. You wanted to fill the spaces on the walls with pictures of you and Jungkook. You realized you both didn't have a lot of pictures to begin with. That needs to change.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and set it down onto the counter. Crossing over to the fridge and peeking inside as it opened. You grabbed a water bottle, opened it up and took a pack of painkillers out of the drawer, downing two and washing them down with then water. Hoping your migrain would go away with the help of the pills. You went back to the fridge and looked inside in thought. Hm.. you picked your phone up again, googling a recipe on how to make something for a hangover.

You were hammered as fuck last night but for some reason you didn't feel as hungover as you expected. Partying with BTS was almost a mistake. You had a lot of fun but boy, they could drink like sailors. You knew Jungkook would wake up with a hangover for sure. Even though he wasn't a sloppy drunk like you. He still had a lot to drink last night. It amazed you that he was still chill even when intoxicated. He managed to take good care of you even when you were both wasted. That fact turned you on like crazy. So, you decided to show him how much you appreciated it by cooking a meal for him.

You had already pulled some ingredients out of the fridge, perching your phone against a coffee maker to read the directions of the recipe while you cooked. You had already washed and placed some rice into the rice cooker as well, starting to cut up some vegetables when your phone started to ring. You glanced at the device and groaned when you read he name of the caller appearing on the screen.

[VIDEO CALL] - Jiminie - 12:09PM 

 ...And he was trying to FaceTime you? Fuck.

You really didn't want to talk to him but you wiped your hands with a towel and leaned over the counter, accepting the call anyways. You moved out of the frame of the call immediately, avoiding his face as he smiled brightly at you,

"Good morning, beautiful— err, afternoon I mean. How are you?"

Why was he so nonchalant? Maybe he forgot about last night. Perfect. He didn't remember. 

Everything should be fine...

...Right?

You peeked at the camera and smiled a bit, feeling your cheeks start to burn. Jimin was in a simple grey sweater, a black cap over his head and a pair of clear framed glasses over his bare face. He looked so refreshed and wide awake. Last night was a whole different story though. He looked like a Greek God yesterday. Now he was the Jiminie you knew and slowly grew to love. You were hoping he would look like a hot mess and suffering from a hangover by the way he was tossing shot after shot back last night, but you guessed wrong.

"Hey Jimin.. I'm good. Just a little tired."

"I'm sure you are."  He chuckled, clearing his throat when you shot him a look, "What are you upto?"

"Uh-" You were preoccupied with trying to cut up some onions, sniffling as you looked away when they started to burn your eyes, "I'm cooking." You finally mumbled and Jimin chuckled,

"What are you making?"

"Hangover stew... I think." You nodded and Jimin leaned forward into the camera, trying to get a better look of you.

"Can we come over for some?"

"We??" You looked at the camera and felt your face flush when Taehyung came into the view, the deep resonance of his voice almost echoing through the entire kitchen as he spoke, 

 "Us."

You quickly looked away, lips rubbing together, trying to seem relaxed, "Oh- Hey, Tae."  You tried to smile, moving away to turn the stove on. Gosh, this was fuckin' awkward. You took a breath, silently praying that none of them would mention anything about the night before. You took a peek at Taehyung again and felt yourself ears start to burn in humiliation. He was wearing a cream-colored hoodie, his medium skin tone popping out from underneath the sweater collar and showing off his beautifully radiant skin, making him look all the cuddlier. His adorable, bouncy curls were pushed back with a headband, allowing you to get a better look at his face and wow. Handsome.

Taehyung smiled when he caught you looking at him, leaning back in his seat, lips wrapping around a straw as he sucked up some sort of fruity looking beverage, watching you intently before he spoke, "Did you have a good night last night, Y/N? You and Jungkookie left so early. We wanted to spend more time with you guys."

"--Yeah, Y/N. Where did you guys disappear to after you ditched us on the dance floor?" You could hear Jimin chime in from beside Taehyung and your fingers froze as you stirred a pot,

"We went home, duh." You mumbled, shaking your head as your mind went to the glorious 5 minutes you spent with Jungkook's head between your thighs in the club washroom. You caught them looking at each other, exchanging a mischievous look. Something about the way they looked at each other made you feel as though they already knew what went down when you and Jungkook ditched them. The thought made your eyes roll and you took a breath, looking at the camera with a scowl, "Listen here, you two perverts. Just because we kissed doesn't mean it's going to happen again. It'll never happen again. We were all just drunk and stupid."

"We kissed?" Taehyung chuckled as he listened to you, pinching his chin in thought before he looked at Jimin, "Ah yes, now I remember. No wonder why my lips tasted so fucking good after. Agree, Jimin?"

"I agree. It was definitely a night I'll never forget." Jimin grinned and you turned around, getting into the view of the camera again with a knife in your hand,

"Shut the fuck up, perves. I'm going to hang up." You waved the knife at the two of them as you grumbled, groaning loudly before getting out of the view again, setting the knife down with a loud sigh. Your cheeks burned in humiliation. 

Jungkook could have made you kiss a random stranger or a fucking donkey and that would have been fine but his members? His best friends? Brothers? The ones you would probably have to see everyday for the rest of your life? Fuck. This was going to be... hard to handle but deep down it also felt... fun? Kind of. Were you crazy? Maybe. 

The interesting thing was that you were amused as hell. Although you could die from the shyness, you didn't regret a thing that happened last night. You could remember yourself lowkey wishing you could have kissed all of them. Especially that silent but deadly looking Yoongi. Just because you were so fucking wasted. It was one of the best nights of your life though and to be honest, if Jungkook ever  wanted you to do it again, you would in a heartbeat. You'd never admit that to him though.

"Aww, Y/N. Don't be embarrassed. We had a fun time and you're right, it won't happen again. Unless you allow it, of course. We're always down for some fun." Jimin grinned, his stupidly adorable crooked grin on display while he fixed his hair as he looked at himself through the camera.

"I'll never allow it." You mumbled, looking at them, "I gotta go now. I hear Jungkook waking up. Bye."

"Wait, Y/N-ah~ let's hang out later. Come over to the HYBE dorms when Jungkook goes to work."

"The hide dorms... hide what?"

"No, no.. HYBE. Just ask Kookie to bring you over," Taehyung smiled, leaning over to end the call while Jimin waved, "Bye, Y/N."

You sighed as they hung up, chewing the inside of your cheek. Like hell I'm going to hang out with them. Who do the fuck do they think they are? You grumbled to yourself as you stirred the pot in front of you, not even noticing Jungkook creeping up behind you until you felt his strong hands at your shoulders, gentle lips pressing against the nape of your neck, 

"Morning, princess." Jungkook yawned softly, "Mm.. Why didn't you stay in bed with me?" He hummed, voice deep from sleep and drinking all night. His lips moving from your neck and pressing into the back of your head.

You jumped, "Shit. You scared me, Koo." You breathed out, glancing at him before turning back to the stove, "I wanted to stay in bed with you but I also wanted to make you something to eat." You laughed, easing into his touch, humming with content as he massaged the knots in your shoulders, his firm thumbs pressing into your flesh and kneading the tense muscles out.

"That smells delicious, babygirl." Jungkook mumbled, squeezing at your shoulders and continuing to massage your skin slowly, leaning down and resting his chin along your shoulder as his hands dropped to rest on either side of your waist, lips pressing against the crook of your shoulder and neck, "Fuck.. you're so good to me, Y/N... getting up and cooking for me even after getting the life fucked out of you all night, huh?"

"God, can you not talk like that?" You blushed, feeling your entire body break out in goosebumps before glancing back at Jungkook one more time as you dished out some food for him. "Watch out, butthead, it's hot." You mumbled, trying to get out of his grasp but you only felt his hands move from your hips to your shoulders again, squeezing over them once more then running his fingers lightly down your back while one arm slid around your waist,

"Hmm... and you smell so sweet. Like peaches and cream." He smiled, pressing himself into you while his freehand grabbed over your ass, face pressing into your shoulder, squeezing over your ass cheek with a hum.

"Can you stop fondling me and eat something?" Your mind went hazy as he touched you, feeling his firm hands roaming over every inch of your body. You could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks and between your legs. Not now, Y/N. 

You finally slid away from his hold, placing his food down onto the dining table for him. "Come on and eat, Koo." You looked at him, sliding a chair out for him to take a seat.

Jungkook's eyes lingered over you when you walked away, appreciating how good you looked in the color grey. He followed behind you with a pout, trapping you against the dining table once you set the bowls of food down, "Why? You don't like it when I touch you?" He mumbled, frowning,

"What? No! I love it when you touch me, J." You turned around, smiling up at him, "But I want you to eat something, that's all." You nodded and he still continued to frown. You sighed, reaching up and smoothing your hands over his mighty chest, feeling over the soft material of his shirt. "Come on, baby. I cooked just for you." You pursed your lips as you looked up at him and he tried not to smile, forcing himself to keep his puppy dog eyes on you, 

"Why aren't you eating with me?" 

"I'll eat later. My hangover is killing me."

"Fine but can you stay with me while I eat?" Jungkook nodded and you sighed, rolling your eyes at him. 

"Fine."

You looked into his annoyingly adorable round eyes and felt yourself melting under his gaze. it wasn't fair. He was way too attractive. Eyes so bright and full of energy, skin crystal clear and his teeth pearly white. Lips full and pursed cutely as he looked at you. You hated him and his duality sometimes. He didn't look like the demon that had you bent over the dresser of your bedroom, breaking you in half last night. He looked like your baby Koo now. The doe-eyed man child that liked when you fed him and pretended he couldn't function just so you could do things for him and spoil him. 

Seconds ago, Jungkook was just pressed up against you in the kitchen, grabbing at your ass and praying you would let him rip those tight ass pants off you. Now he was all wide eyed and innocent looking. Wearing a long, oversized black sweater and a pair of black baggy sweats. His hair was pushed back, face bare and cheeks rosy. He must have slipped into the shower while you were cooking because you could smell your body wash off him. It was a heavenly sight to see... and smell. 

"Can I have a kiss at least?" Jungkook's lips pursed into another pout as he looked at you. You rolled your eyes, chuckling quietly at him,

"Of course you can, Jungkook. Stop frowning at me, you big baby." You mumbled, hands reaching out and taking his own, pulling him closer to you, "What's going on with you? Hm? You're so pouty today." You looked at Jungkook before leaning up and pressing a quick kiss to his lips, "There."

"Thats it? Just a tiny little peck?" He frowned again and you laughed, shaking your head,

"Eat. I'm going to do the dishes."

Jungkook sighed dramatically, feet gliding along the floors to the dining room, "Fine, mom." He smirked lightly and plopped down into the dining chair, scooting himself closer to the table, eyes on your back as you started to wash the dishes. He hummed, eating a bite of the food you cook for him, "Wow, babe. Your cooking is getting better."

"I'm not your mom, shut up. And what's that supposed to mean? Was it bad before?" You shot Jungkook a look from over your shoulder and he grinned playfully at you, "But yeah it's cause I'm actually reading the instructions on the recipe now. When I cooked for myself I just made slop." You nodded as you scrubbed a pot, glancing over your shoulder at Jungkook again, "Now that I have you, I want to make sure you're well fed." You flushed a bit and turned away, eyes focusing back on your dishes.

Jungkook smiled, "I don't know why but I want to call you mom or noona sometimes. I used to call Jin mom before. He didn't seem to mind." he muttered, cheeks full of food before he chewed and swallowed, leaning back in his chair as he reached up to fix his hair, eyes trailing from your back down to your ass. He licked over his lower lip, "Ah.. I almost don't want to go to work today. I want to stay home and be with you." He sighed as he watched you. 

"Noona is fine. Mom is a deadass fucking no." You chuckled quietly, "You have to go to work, Koo. You promised me you won't let our relationship get between your career, remember?" You nodded as you spoke, giving him a look.

"I remember. But that doesn't mean I'll listen." Jungkook polished off his food in no time, thanking you again for the meal. So respectful. He brought his empty dishes to the sink and started rolling his sleeves up to wash his bowls and utensils.

"Hey, leave the dishes. I'll do them." You looked at him as you wiped the counter of the kitchen down but he ignored you, shaking his head and insisting to wash them. Okay, maybe you've only dated jerks before. Or maybe Jungkook was just that decent. Doing his own dishes and not leaving them for you. Helping you clean up and even going as far as throwing the garbage out as well. You didn't have to ask him to do anything like you're piece of shit ex. You wanted to moan in content. You didn't think you had low standards at all but perhaps you've been settling for less than perfect before Jungkook because everything he did, was the opposite of what you were used to. You folded up a towel and tucked it away before pulling your sweater sleeves over your wrists after you dried your hands, making sure the kitchen was clean and checking to see where Jungkook had wandered off to. 

Jungkook was sitting in the living room, feet crossed all cutely on the couch, playing a game on his phone. You smiled to yourself. Everything felt so warm. This was your life now.

Nothing but peace and tranquility.

You didn't need to call him on FaceTime any longer. Didn't need to look at his pictures saved on your phone. Didn't need to watch music videos or Run BTS whenever you missed him. Jungkook was right here. Just for you.

Yours.

You grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge for him, coming over to the couch and placing the bottle down in front of him onto the coffee table, "Here, love. You need to drink more water. I'll be right back." You were going to disappear to the bathroom and hide in there until you felt less overwhelmed. Maybe asking him to move in with you was a bad idea now that you thought of it. You were down bad for him. So deep in love that if he ever left you, you'd lose your mind. Facts.

Was that healthy? Probably not. But you didn't care.

Jungkook made your head cloudy all the time. The way he touched and looked at you made you want to drop to your knees in front of him at any chance you got. You couldn't help how you felt around him. He acted so soft around you, wanting you to baby him and making cute faces at you. It made you melt and turn into goo. And then on the other hand, he would be pressing himself up against you at any chance he got, begging for a taste of you. Your stomach clenched everytime you thought about him and if he kept it up, you both would never make it out of the apartment. Ever.

"Where are you going off to now?" Jungkook looked up at you as you began to move away. He grabbed the back of your hoodie and tugged you back to him with a yank, pulling you into his lap, "You're always running away from me after we have a good night. Did you ever notice that?" He chuckled, arms sliding around you, "Is something wrong? Do I scare you?"

"Hey- watch it!" You stumbled backwards as Jungkook pulled you over to him and you fell into his lap with a plop, legs draped over his thighs as you sat sideways along his lap. You blushed insanely, looking down at your sweater paws as you shook your head, "N-No.. you don't scare me, Koo... i'm just embarrassed." You nodded, finally peeking at him.

Jungook had his eyes on you, arms sliding around your waist and pressing you more into his lap, "What do you mean?"

"You don't remember?" You blinked at him and Jungkook shook his head with a blank stare,

"What happened, babe?"

"Last night... drunk... high... kissing your buddies?" You mumbled each word out and Jungkook tilted his head in question each time until you said the last part, his head dropping back against the chair as he chuckled,

"Oh, right. That."

"Yes. That." You tried to get off his lap and he only tugged you back harder, pinning your body against his as he looked at you, reaching up and pushing your hair away from your face, tucking a strand behind your ear, turning your head to make you look at him, "I'm sorry, Y/N... I hope I didn't make you do something you didn't want to do. I don't know what came over me." Jungkook chewed over his lower lip in worry, about to kick himself.

Maybe he crossed a line.

You looked at him, shaking your head quickly as you reached up and pressed your palm against his cheek, caressing over his skin before your fingers moved to his ear, playing with the little hoop earrings along his earlobe as you spoke, "No... I--" You pressed your lips together for a minute, "I... I just thought maybe you wouldn't remember."

"Of course I remember, babe. I have a really shitty hangover right now but you wouldn't even notice. I've been drinking and building my tolerance for years with these guys. I remember every single thing that happened last night and I don't regret shit." He nuzzled your palm before letting you play with his piercings, leaning back as he looked at you.

Fucking beautiful. His thoughts echoed in his head and he smiled a bit, shifting with you in his lap before resting his hand along the small of your back, his freehand running over the material of your pants as his eyes trailed over your face to your thighs, biting over his lower lip before speaking, "Did you have fun?"

You looked back at Jungkook, letting him basically fuck you with his eyes. He did this alot. He would undress you with his gaze, imagine you naked and splayed under him. Who could blame him? He was 25 years old with the raging hormones of a teenager. It wasn't his fault he spent most of his life dealing with dating bans and signing NDAs after hookups. You let him look at you anyway he wanted because he could. Because you wanted him to. He didn't look at you like some creep or made you uncomfortable. In fact, it was the complete opposite. His gaze held something more of a hidden desire for you. The desire to peel your clothes off any chance he got mixed with the need to shield you from everything bad in the world. He made you feel protected and special. So what if he ogled you every second? Everyone looked. But only Jungkook could make you feel the way that you did... loved.

"Hmm?" You barely heard him, flushing under his overwhelming gaze. You shook your head, clearing your thoughts as you reached down, playing with the collar of his sweater, "I... I did.. I had a lot of fun. But honestly, Jungkook... they're nothing like you. Neither of them."

"Is that so?" Jungkook chuckled, lips curving into a half smile, "That's what I like to hear, baby." He nodded proudly before speaking, sucking in a breath as his head twisted to the side, "But on a serious note.. You know I'd never make you do anything you didn't wanna do, right? That's as far as it'll go. And I'll make sure to tell dumb and dumber that." Jungkook nodded, biting over his lower lip, eyes trailing now from your thighs back up to your face, admiring the way your lips pursed after you spoke. Damn. My heart.

"You guys really know how to party though." You mumbled with a laugh, playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Tell me something..." Jungkook mumbled, eyes on your face, fingers circling over the pattern on your pants.

"Tell you what?"

"What were you thinking of when V and Jimin were kissing you?"

You blushed lightly, looking at Jungkook before letting out a soft chuckle, "Ugh, it's so embarrassing..." You paused, hoping he would tell you not to bother but he didn't move an inch. You chewed over your lower lip before shaking your head, "I kept thinking of your hands on me.. And your sweet, strawberry tasting lips on mine." You mumbled out, reaching up and poking at his chest lightly, "Tae and Jimmy are great kissers, not gonna lie but oh, Jungkook... all I wanted was you." You sighed, smoothing your hand down his chest to his abdomen, fingers curling into his sweater, "Even now... all I want is you." You whispered, eyes finally meeting his.

You could feel his bulge pressing into your ass when you spoke. He was getting hard while listening to you. You were trying to be more vocal about how you felt for him now. Wanting Jungkook to know the affect he had on you. Wanting him to hear all about the choke hold of feelings he had on you. You came to understand that Jungkook thrived off the things you said to him. It was easy to take your clothes off and sleep with him but he needed vocal stimulation. Whether it be a compliment or dirty talk. Jungkook needed reassurance for everything. 

You wished you could throw hands on whoever hurt him in the past to make him this way. Whoever fucked with his ego so bad that he has to feel like he's shitty at everything he did. Always second guessing himself. Always wanting to beat himself up over a tiny mistake. So, you were trying to speak up more. Trying to show him how amazing he truly was. Luckily for you, today you were finding it very easy to figure out how he felt judging from that raging boner starting to form in his pants.

"Hah." Jungkook smirked lightly, tipping his head back for a second. Control, yourself. His brain shouted at him but he didn't listen. Jungkook's eyes found yours, tongue darting out of his lips and touching the corner of his mouth as he thought for a second. He shifted again, hips bucking for a moment as he adjusted you on his lap, letting his clothed erection press into your ass,

"Why don't you show me really how much you want me."

There it was.

You smiled at him, trailing your fingers up his chest as you pouted at him lightly, "I'm sorry I avoided you earlier. I'll make it up to you." You giggled, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his lips. Kissing him properly now. Jungkook instantly responded to your lips on his, a soft noise escaping his mouth. As if he had been dying for this moment. He kissed you back instantly, reaching up and taking hold of your neck with his freehand, pulling you closer and pressing you more into him. Your arms slid around his neck, fingers disappearing into his soft hair. You tilted your head, allowing the kiss to deepen. You already figured out Jungkook's next moves by now and soon enough, his tongue was sliding into your mouth. He moaned against your lips, tongues swirling together before you broke away from him. You twisted around, straddling his lap, legs resting on either side of him.

"Take this shit off." Jungkook whispered, hands at the ends of your hoodie, tugging it upwards in haste. You leaned back, grabbing the hems of your hoodie and letting him help you out of it. You tossed it behind you and it landed on the coffee table. Your hands went to his face, cupping his cheeks and pressing your lips against his while his own arms wrapped around you. One hand resting over your hip and the other at your lower back, pressing your body against his. Your lips moved languidly together for a moment and then you pulled away, pressing a kiss over his cheek then trailing soft, feather like kisses across his skin to his jawline.

Thankful for the angle of how you were seated in his lap, it was easy for you to lean down and bury your face into his neck. You kissed over his jawline again, flicking over your tongue over his skin and his head instantly tilted back for you. Your fingers were curled into his shirt, pulling on the material as you bit over his jaw, your face nuzzling over his soft skin. He smelled like baby lotion. It made your senses tingle. You pressed a gentle kiss over the side of his neck. Hesitating with your next moves but you said fuck it and slowly sunk your teeth into his skin. Jungkook let out a startled moan, hands gripping at your waist then moving down to hold your thighs, squeezing over them tight,

"F-Fuck."

If you didn't know by now or couldn't tell by the amount of piercings and tattoos Jungkook had. He enjoyed pain. There was something electrifying about feeling the piercing needle or a tattoo gun in his skin. So when your teeth went into his flesh, something inside of him awakened. The hairs on his arms stood up, his erection throbbing within his sweatpants. He groaned softly at the feeling, fingers digging harder into your thighs. 

Jungkook pulled himself away from you for a moment to whisper, "I want you to bite me harder, baby. Mark me if you have to." He breathed, eyes glazed and full of want.

You pulled back when he shifted, lidded eyes trailing over your teeth indentations on his neck before meeting his gaze. You bit your lower lip, reaching up to move your hair back, feeling yourself start to overheat at the tone of his voice, "A-Are you sure? Your company will see. What if you get into trouble."

"Don't worry. I'll figure it out." Jungkook nodded, reaching up and cupping your face within his hands, pulling you closer to him, "Just do it for me, baby. Don't be scared." Jungkook whispered, thumb tracing over your swollen lower lip, hand under your jaw and yanking you closer to him at once, pressing his lips against yours and kissing you again, "Please." He mumbled into your mouth and you felt yourself start to soak through your panties already.

"I'll give you anything you want, Koo." You whispered as you broke away from his mouth, leaving him overcome with desire. Lips swollen and eyes glazed with a crystallized sheen. He was drunk in lust. Desperate to feel your teeth in his skin again. You smiled at him. A radiant grin. Making him feel bewitched under your stare. Jungkook could feel a cold sweat starting to form in anticipation, his heart rate accelerating. Was he a masochist? Maybe.

Your hand went up into his hair, tugging his head back as you leaned in, "I really hate to damage your pretty skin, Kookie... but..." You pressed a soft kiss over his Adam's apple, tongue caressing over it as your lips dragged up the side of his neck, "...I've been waiting to do this. I cant lie." You mumbled, your tongue tracing over a soft spot on his neck.

Jungkook's hands gripped over your hips, giving them an encouraging squeeze as he spoke, lidded eyes now closed completely, "Fuck, keep going." His jaw flexed and you smiled against his skin, circling your tongue over the same spot on his neck before you sucked the skin into your mouth, teeth biting and nibbling over it slowly. You pulled back, kissing over the bite before leaning in again, teeth sinking a bit harder into the flesh, sucking over it then biting again. 

Jungkook grunted softly, arms tightening around you and keeping your body pressed tight against him. He smiled to himself at the feeling, lips parting and enjoying the pleasure mixed with stinging pain tingling along his skin, "Fuck, Y/N. I cant get enough of you. Seriously." Jungkook breathed out and you giggled, sitting back upright and taking a look at your artwork.

"Wow, babe. That's a big hickey. You're gonna get into so much trouble." You whispered and reached up, fingers brushing over the deep red mark along his skin. The capillaries had already burst and started to purple under his skin. You had to say, it looked incredible on him.

"Nothing a little makeup can't cover up, peaches. Don't worry." Jungkook mumbled, biting over his lower lip before swallowing hard. Your eyes met his and you smiled at him, lifting yourself off his lap and then sitting back down comfortably on him, your ass grinding over his crotch as your arms slid around his neck, tilting your head when you looked at him, "Kookie, can we have some fun before you go off to work?" You smiled at him, batting your eyelashes playfully.

"What fun are you thinking of, honey?" Jungkook chuckled, leaning back and looking down at you. Eyebrows raising as his tongue darted out between his lips, tracing over his lower lip lightly before grinning at you.

You smiled back at him, sliding off his lap and humming, pretending to be deep in thought, "Hmm... Let me think." Your lips curved into a grin, pushing his legs apart as you sunk to the floor between his thighs, hands roaming up and over to the waistband of his sweatpants, "I have some tricks up my sleeves." You giggled, leaning down and pressing a kiss over the front of his sweats.

Jungkook sucked in a breath, an airy chuckle escaping his lips. He watched you close, his head lulling back when you kissed over the front of his crotch. He tried to stay still, letting you take your time with him despite his impatience. He was so fired up whenever you touched him. He could feel the electricity pumping through his veins as he watched you. You glanced up at him and pulled away, reaching behind you and unclasping your bra. Jungkook instantly reached forward, tugging at the straps and pulling them off your shoulders, taking your bra off you and tossing it over the couch. You heard it fling onto the floor behind Jungkook's head and laughed, your hands reaching down to cup your breasts before mumbling, 

"I love looking at you from down here." You giggled, admiring how sharp his jawline was even when you were down on your knees in front of him. Jungkook chuckled out in response, truly at a loss for words from your actions. He reached out, fingers carding through your hair, burying within the soft strands, "I'm really enjoying my view too, baby. Now be a good girl and help me out, can't you see how hard I am because of you?"

You laughed softly, fingers dancing along his thighs, eyes drifting down to the bulge in his pants. Your reached up, tugging at the waistband of his sweatpants. Jungkook watched you, hips lifting and helping you pull his pants and boxers down. He groaned the second his cock was free from the confines of his pants. Springing out and already pooling at the tip with precum. It made your mouth water at the sight and you had to get a taste of it before anything else. 

You leaned in, pressing a kiss over the tip of his shaft and earned yourself a groan from Jungkook. You grinned to yourself at his reaction, tongue sliding out and swiping over the slit of his cock, lapping up the precum. You moaned under your breath, lips instantly wrapping around the head of his length, sucking over him slowly. Jungkook's hands went to the back of your head, fisting and burying within your hair. His head fell backwards, a long groan falling out his mouth, "Fuck... that feels so fucking good, holy shit." He breathed, eyes opening to watch you, enjoying the way your eyelashes fluttered as you lowered your head on his length, taking more of him into your mouth. It felt almost too easy to come while watching you. He wanted to release down your throat right away but he held back, wanting to drag out the feeling for as long as he could.

You coated his length with your saliva, almost gagging as you fit more of him into your mouth. You pulled your head back and sat up, hands on your breasts as you leaned over with a grin, "I bet I can make you cum without my mouth." You grinned at him.

"How do you plan on doing that? Hm? Show me." Jungkook look a breath, hand reaching out and grabbing at your chin, looking you over, "I really don't think you can."

"If I prove you wrong, do I get a gift?"

I mean, he already gave you a car and an apartment. What else do you want, sis?

"Fuck, I'll give you anything you want, princess."

And with that, you had your breasts in your hands, massaging and squeezing over them, moaning out quietly at the feeling before you leaned up, enveloping your breasts around his length, pressing his cock up between your breasts and practically swallowing his length up with them. Jungkook jolted upwards, eyes almost bugging out of his head. "Fucking Christ." He growled out, jaw dropping and going slack, eyes plastered to his cock disappearing between your breasts. You held your breasts together and slowly starting to move up and down along his length.

This was new even for him. 

Jungkook's waist bucked up quickly, growling out softly. The feeling was so good that he could feel his stomach clench already. This was a whole new sensation for him. Not to complain but most of his previous partners that he could remember somehow lacked in the boob department. Or maybe everyone else before you just sucked. Who cares. All titties were perfect titties but this feeling... Fuck, Jungkook knew he was done for. He moaned your name out, fingers tugging and pulling at your hair. His lips pressed together, feeling as though he was being too loud. Should he be louder? He didn't even know how to control his noises at this point. 

You glanced up at him through your lashes, giving him a smile. Jungkook was breathless. Cheeks flushed and lips pressed together. His brows were furrowed, gnawing over his lower lip as you watched him. He struggled to hold himself together and soon enough, he was moaning again. Your name spilling out of his mouth like it was the only word he knew. 

You leaned down, flicking your tongue over the head of his cock each time you raised yourself up along his length. You got into the rhythm rather fast, amazed at the way he responded to you. Was this his first time getting something like this done to him?  Fuck, it was exciting to watch and listen to him. You couldn't wipe the proud grin off your face so you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock again, sucking over it as you let him thrust upwards between your breasts. You squeezed your breasts around his length, pushing and releasing, allowing him to basically fuck your tits. 

Jungkook shook his head, head dropping back onto the couch, tilting off to the side as he groaned, "Fucking hell, Y/N." He could feel his stomach clench and start to pool with a familiar heat. You smiled, tongue sticking out and lapping at the head of his cock again, swirling over it lightly before you looked up at him. He was in La La land, expression dazed and jaw clenched tight. You pressed your breasts around his shaft once more and Jungkook grunted, cock throbbing against your skin. He tensed up, freezing in place before he jerked up, his release hitting him hard. 

It was Jungkook's turn to see white. His release exploded out with a sputter, emptying himself all over your chest with a loud groan. He came suddenly, unable to tell you when he was close or when we was about to come either but you didn't mind. Some of his release hit you on the chin and you giggled, stroking over his shaft with your breasts still smushed around him to help him ride the feeling out. 

Jungkook's eyes finally opened and they were on you, watching you in a state of euphoria. Your head was leaned down, pushing your breasts up and sucking off his release clean from your chest before you swiped the rest off your chin, sucking over your finger with a smile. Jungkook swore he could get hard all over again just watching you but his body felt limp and overcome with exhaustion now. He couldn't even move to tuck himself back into his pants. He just sat there in shock, breathing heavily, fingers permanently curled into the material of the couch before he finally snapped back to reality. "Fuck, that was fucking incredible." Jungkook finally mumbled after a long moment, reaching down to his pants and fixing his cock back into them, laying back on the couch with an arm behind his head, "I need a second, hold on." Jungkook chuckled softly, eyes closing for a moment.

You laughed softly and got off the floor, "Take your time" You mumbled, needing a second yourself when you stood up, knees wobbly as you grabbed your sweater off the table and slid it back on, spotting your bra across the living room. You darted over to pick it up, slinging it over you shoulder as you came back into Jungkook's view, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. You just took my fucking soul." He mumbled with a chuckle, shaking his head, "Fuck." He picked up his phone from beside him and checked the time, "Fuck, now I gotta go to work." He slowly stood up from the couch and you were already in the bedroom, pulling your beanie back over your head as you stood in front of the mirror,

"Where are you going?"

"With you." You looked at him with a smile, "Taehyung asked me to come hang out at the Hide building. Isn't that where you work?"

"It's HYBE you degenerate." Jungkook chuckled quietly, grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling it over his head, tossing it onto the bed.

Your eyes wandered over to him. Fuck that hickey on his neck is going to get him fired for sure. But it looked so good on him. How was he going to explain that one?  You quickly looked away, leaning closer to the mirror and checking your appearance out, "Whatever. Hybe, hide. Good enough." You mumbled to yourself, fixing your hair under the beanie.

Jungkook pulled a black oversized hoodie over his head, coming up beside you and looking at himself, "I don't even think I can dance right now. My legs feel like jello." He mumbled, a devious smirk crossing his lips, "Thank you for that, by the way." He nodded, pulling back from the mirror to get behind you, arms sliding around your waist and giving you a squeeze, "You always make me cum so hard, Y/N. It's fucking incredible. I'll make it up to you later though, okay?" Jungkook smiled, pressing a kiss to your cheek before giving your ass a slap.

"Ouch." You jumped when he smacked your ass, laughing softly. You turned around to face him, hands on your hips as you spoke, "Watching you enjoy yourself is enough for me, Kookie. But I could use an orgasm later. If you want to, of course." You smiled, bending to slide a pair of socks on, pulling your sweatpants over them neatly after.

"I always want to, babe. Want me to give it to you right now?"

"No, idiot. You're already late... let's go." You nodded with a smile, "Are you driving?"

"Nope. You can drive. Test that new car out and see how you like it."

"Fuck."

...

"What the hell is this? Jungkook?" You stood in the underground garage of the apartment next to Jungkook, eyes glued to the black Mercedes GT63S, your hands stuffed into your cropped parka, shaking your head vigourously, "I can't drive this. I don't even know how to drive in Korea."

"What are you talking about, dumbass? You know how to drive. It's the same shit. Get in." Jungkook nodded, already moving to the passenger side. You stared at him with wide eyes and he looked at you from over the top of the car, "Come on, princess. It's cold as fuck out here. It just looks intimidating but it drives like pure silk. Unlock the door, please?"

"Jesus." You rolled your eyes and quickly unlocked the car, sliding inside. You jumped at the cold leather seat hitting your ass, biting over your lower lip. It felt nice... but ugh. It was so expensive. You inhaled the new car smell, hands already at the steering wheel, feeling over the leather. Maybe I could get used to this. You thought to yourself, "I don't know about this, Jungkook" You glanced at him even though you were already starting the ignition with a push of a button. The engine rumbled to life and you glanced at the screen greeting you on the dash,

'Good afternoon, Y/N.'  Wow. So fancy.

"You got this, babe. Look... Shift, gear. Drive. The end."

"That's easy for you to say." You rolled your eyes, your hand accidentally knocking the function for the windhshield wipers and turning them on, "See? I don't know how to use this car, Koo. Why couldn't you get me a fucking mommy van or something."

"Shut up and drive, babe. I know you better than that. You'll see." Jungkook was so cool and collected. He really thought you'd enjoy this, huh? You stared at him in bewilderment before sighing, putting the car in reverse and backing out of the parking space.

Lord, it really did feel like silk.

"Alright, head that way." He pointed at the exit and you put shifted the gear to drive, taking off towards the exit of the parking, "There you go. See? Daddy knows best."

"Shut up."

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a/n

y/n's going to the hybe building lmao that finna be fun 

thanks for reading n bye for now~~~