A/N - This chapter contains smut.
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"Hyung! Wait up for a sec. "

"Oh God, here we go." Seokjin muttered under his breath as Jungkook weaved through Hoseok and Yoongi towards the elder.

They had just arrived to the club and Seokjin spent the whole car ride trying to avoid Jungkook in every way possible. Even going as far to situating himself in the middle of Taehyung and Jimin's absurd conversations about their newest hookups. Once the car came to a halt, the older was one of the first to jump out and head straight into the club. It was too awkward to face Jungkook right now and Seokjin couldn't keep a secret. Even though he was the one that advised you to tell Jungkook about the situation. He knew if he spoke to the younger for more than 5 minutes, he'd be blurting the whole situation out to his dongsaeng.

It wasn't necessarily a terrible situation either. It was real life occurrences people go through all the time. Perhaps Seokjin made you freak out even more than was needed. He didn't really understand how these things worked and automatically thought you were pregnant. However, after hearing you repeating your mantra about whatever the fuck ovulation was, Seokjin quickly realized that the issue at hand was not as serious as he thought. But he still wanted you to be the one to tell Jungkook because if there was a possibility of you being pregnant later down the line. Jungkook needed to know that or he would go ape shit for sure.

Seokjin was sitting by the bar now, fingers snapping lightly in agitation to get the bartender's attention. Normally, Seokjin wouldn't even bother getting drinks on his own at the bar. He couldn't even remember the last time he had to venture out to the bar alone. He didn't need to. It was either he had drinks sent to him left and right by patrons or he would make one of the member's bring him a cocktail. But today, he decided to hide out at the bar thinking Jungkook would be hauled away by his Hyung's to go dance. Unfortunately, Jungkook was right on Seokjin's tail. Cornering him at the bar with a firm hand on the older's shoulder, stopping him from escaping. Seokjin took a deep breath and fixed his expression, turning in his seat to face the younger,

"What's up, Kookie?" Seokjin put on a smile, reaching up to pinch at Jungkook's cheek.

"Are you avoiding me? You hardly talked to me at all in the car." Jungkook mumbled, taking a seat next to Seokjin.

The older's eyes landed on Jungkook's face and he sighed under his breath, "You know you're very handsome, right?" Seokjin smiled cheekily in a weak attempt to distract the younger, "So, so cute." Seokjin cooed, pinching and tugging Jungkook's cheek with a grin.

He wasn't lying. Jungkook was extremely attractive. It was hard to look away once you had your eyes on him. He had the sweetest, most innocent looking face anyone had ever seen. But that was just his face. Everything else about Jungkook screamed manly. He was the perfect height. Broad chested with a small waist. A sharp jawline. Big, strong hands...

Seokjin could go on for days.

His eyes trailed up the younger's form, taking a moment to check out what he was wearing. Jungkook was in a fitting black sweatshirt and a pair of black jeans that held snug against his muscular thighs. His signature leather jacket over his wide shoulders and a pair of stompers on his feet. Dark hair pushed back and revealing his numerous amounts of piercings. Thick shaped brows framing his face perfectly, making him look chiseled and strong.

Oof. He was beautiful. Seokjin knew it. You knew it. Everyone knew it.

Wait wait wait... Now, let's make this clear...

Seokjin had never felt an ounce of sexual attraction towards Jungkook. Whenever he looked at his saeng' all he could see was the doe-eyed child he had spent a decade taking care of. Jungkook was his baby. He was proud of how grown up Jungkook had become. He felt emotional whenever he would think back to tiny fetus Jungkook. How small and shy he was. Hiding his face when would laugh. Crying in the bathroom whenever he missed his family. Calling Seokjin '엄마' at one point too. It was heartwarming to see Jungkook all grown up now. Still a child... a big ass, grown ass man child. Bangtan's baby. But also, very extremely handsome at that too.

But now... now... Every time Seokjin looked at Jungkook, all he could picture now was his dongsaeng sticking his raw dick in you. It made the older cringe. But he couldn't not think it. Like right now. He was staring at Jungkook but all he could picture was the guy raw dogging you and potentially making you pregnant. Fuck, y'all were fucked if you didn't hop back on birth control as soon as possible. Seokjin was worried as shit and part of him wanted to knock Jungkook out for even thinking to stick it in without protection.

However, he understood completely.

Kids will be kids, right?

"Seokjinnie hyung... are you there? You're spacing out." Jungkook's pouty voice drew the older back to reality, making Seokjin shake his head to clear his thoughts. He sighed softly and looked at Jungkook, warm eyes adjusting to the club lights and admiring the way the dim lighting reflected off the younger's gorgeous face. His skin was clear and the color of amber. Glowing under the lights and making Jungkook look hotter than a thousand suns.

Y/N was a lucky girl. Seokjin thought to himself. He shook his head once more, plump lips pressed together before breaking out into a silly grin, tilting his head back, "Sorry, Kookie. I just saw a nice ass walk by. Fell into a trance there. What's up?"

"Is everything okay?" Jungkook's round eyes bore into Seokjin's. He leaned closer to the older, practically teetering off his chair, "Are you avoiding me?"

"Why would I be avoiding you, Kookie?" Seokjin tried to smile, feeling his stomach burn with the sudden need to blab to Jungkook about what you and him were talking about in your room. He tore his face away from the younger's, raising his hand to the bartender once more and ordering himself a long island, "As strong as you can make it, please. And if you don't mind... please put it on Kim Namjoon's tab." He smiled at the bartender, eyelashes batting prettily before turning his gaze to the coaster in front of him as the tender turned away to make his drink.

"Hyung... I know you're lying to me. Your ears are redder than usual and you're not even looking at me." Jungkook mumbled, shaking his head. Jungkook glanced in the direction of a bottle girl passing by with a tray of Hennesy shots. He needed a drink. He had been sobered up for way too long and the burning curiosity to know what you and Jin were talking about was eating him alive. He hoped a drink would calm his nerves so, he raised a hand at the bottle girl to stop her, plucking a glass off the tray and muttering a quick thank you to her before turning his attention back to Seokjin, "What happened?"

Seokjin turned to Jungkook and shook his head, sliding his glass over to him once the bartender set it down and poking the black straw sticking out of the glass further into the ice cubes at the bottom of the drink, mixing his drink with the straw and leaning in to take a sip, making a soft noise as the strong cocktail immediately went down his throat to his stomach when he swallowed, making him feel warm and fuzzy already, "Nothing happened, Kookie. What are you talking about?"

"Hyung..." Jungkook stared at the older after taking a long drink out of his own glass, one hand resting over his lap while the other circled around the back of Seokjin's chair, leaning in closer to him, "Did you try anything on Y/N?" Jungkook's voice was low, dangerous almost. He was gripping at the back of Seokjin's chair, knuckles white and threatening to break the iron of the chair in half if he wanted to, "Did you touch her? In my own home?" He didn't really suspect Seokjin of anything but again, Jungkook was still learning to be less insecure. The faintest shift in the energy of a room when you were with him made him instantly think something was wrong. So, naturally, his guard was up. The protective, jealous and possessive part of Jungkook was threatening to make its appearance. His forearm muscle flexed and then his bicep almost rippled, adjusting the grip he had on the back of Seokjin's chair lightly, voice rasping out in a quiet but threatening tone, "You need to tell me now, hyung."

"What?!" Seokjin spun around in his chair to face Jungkook, "Did I hear you correctly?" He cocked his head to the side and his hand hit into his drink sitting on top of the table, almost dropping his drink over the entire counter. Seokjin took a breath and he collected himself. Straightening his back, prying the straw out of his mouth and setting his glass down daintily, "What did you just say to me?" Seokjin's voice was quieter now but stern.

It was in this moment that Jungkook knew... he fucked up.

Seokjin reached up with a scoff and fluffed his hair back before he tilted his head to the side, eyebrows raising and his eyes practically bugging out of his head, "What do you think I look like?" He leaned in close to Jungkook, raising a finger and jabbing it right in the middle of the younger's throat, "Let's clear the air a bit, Jeon Jeongguk. I am far from straight. But if I wanted Y/N. She'd be mine in a flash. So, think twice before you go accusing me of dumb shit like that." His eyes dug into Jungkook's stare, finger stabbing into the younger's solid neck harder, almost knocking him backwards off the chair, "Why would you even think that?" He laughed dryly, feigning hurt.

"Wait, no! I-I didn't mean it like that. I was just playing." Jungkook immediately sat up straight and shook his head, fingers in his hair as he brushed the dark locks back before he grabbed hold of his drink and brought the glass to his lips. He felt like an actual dummy right now. The tension he just created made him nervous. Seokjin was the loveliest member majority of the time. But when he was angry... run. Jungkook glanced at his older brother through his glass and made sure Seokjin wasn't actually upset, downing the rest of the liquid and hissing as the burning of the alcohol slid down his throat, before shaking his head, "I don't even know what I'm saying, Hyung. You guys just looked weird when you came out of the room. She looked sick or freaked out and I got worried. That's the first thing that came to my mind." Jungkook mumbled, wiping at the corner of his lips before looking signaling the bartender for another drink, "I'm sorry."

"Honestly, Jungkook, she was just giving me advice." Seokjin nodded, reaching out to pat at the younger's back, "I... did some shit and just needed someone to talk to about it." He rolled his eyes, giving Jungkook's firm back a hard pinch, "So, no, I didn't try anything on your girly. She's gorgeous don't get me wrong but... I have someone else that my eyes are set on." Seokjin mumbled, gaze drifting to across the bar where Namjoon and Yoongi sat.

The two rappers were deep in conversation but Seokjin couldn't help but notice Namjoon's gaze drifting to his side of the bar. The two member's locked eyes for a second and Seokjin looked away before Namjoon could even react, shaking his head slightly before gazing back at Jungkook, "You know?"

Jungkook followed Seokjin's gaze and barely put the pieces together, feeling his brain light up and then go out like a dull lightbulb. Oh, what an airhead our Jungkook could be sometimes. "Mm." He hummed, glass at his mouth again and taking a large swig of the Hennesy in the glass, sucking an ice cube into his mouth from his drink and swirling it around his mouth, shaking his head as he chewed up the ice and swallowed, "I... I didn't know. Y/N seemed like she knew something though." Jungkook chuckled and pressed his lips together.

Did his two hyung's have a crush on each other?

Well, Jungkook felt like an idiot.

"Yeah, that's why I wanted to talk to her. Stupid. Not everyone wants your girl, Kookie. And even if they did, what are you so worried for all the time? She only wants you. We've been through this already." Seokjin had his straw between his pink lips again, sucking up his drink as he glanced to Jungkook.

"I know she does." Jungkook shook his head, his mind drifting to you at home.

You must have been asleep by now, hopefully curled up with Bahm at your side. He lowkey didn't want to go out tonight. His plan was to stay at home and spend time with both you and Bahm. Jungkook loved to hang out with his Hyung's, yeah but things were different now. He wanted to focus the free time he did have on you. Only you. Just like Jimin advised him to do the other day... Jungkook wanted to grow his relationship with you. He felt as though he hadn't spent nearly as much time as he wanted to with you. There were still many things he was waiting to do with you. For example, meeting his family. He let it slip on the phone the other day to his mom that he loved you and now his parents had been bugging him to meet you more often lately.

Were you ready for that? Well... Yes, you told Jungkook you would meet his family on the airplane ride to Korea.

But would you?

None of your relationships have ever been that serious where you were meeting the parents. And this soon too? You and Jungkook had only been dating for close to two months now. You had nothing to be afraid of anyways. Jungkook had already told his family enough about you to the point where they knew all about your life. All they needed to was to put a face to the name.

Were you ready for that, Y/N?

Jungkook needed to find out.

Meeting his family wasn't the only thing Jungkook wanted to do with you. He had a whole bucket list. He didn't even know where to begin. Was there even enough time to do all the things he planned for the two of you?

He had no idea how long you were staying in Korea for either.

Were you going to move here one day? When were you planning to go back to your city? Was your internship application still processing?

Jungkook had no idea and felt like everything was up in the air. He wanted to ask you about everything and anything but felt as if there was no time. He couldn't take a day off work to spend with you either. Bangtan's schedule was booked up until next year. They were busier than ever after gaining massive international recognition. He couldn't let his band down again by being absent from work either. There was just too much going on. They were preparing to announce a series of concerts to be held in a city that was still unbeknownst to Jungkook. Preparations for the show alone consumed most of his work day. But that wasn't it. They had CFs, photo shoots, recordings to do. Award shows to prepare for. They were getting booking offers, sponsorships and partnerships left and right. So much that his company was running out of space in their calendars for them. Should he ask his manager for a day off? Hell no. There was no way his company would allow him some time to rest right now. "Sorry. No one told you to date. You just have to deal with it for now." Is what Jungkook would imagine they would tell him.

Jungkook could only hope you would be patient for him.

"Earth to Jungkook?" Came a deep voice from his side, a strong hand on his shoulder, "Anyone home?" Namjoon's deep voice filled Jungkook's ears, making the younger snap his head towards the sound. Jungkook didn't even notice his hyung had crossed to their side of the bar from how deep in his thoughts he was. He felt embarrassed that he was daydreaming about you even out in public. "Joon hyung... hey." Jungkook shook his head quickly and smiled sheepishly at his Hyung, reaching up and patting Namjoon's hand that was over his shoulder, "Zoned out."

"I can see that. Why don't you head home, Kook? You look homesick." The older teased Jungkook, eyes scanning over his face to make sure the younger was okay. Namjoon was great that way. Always focusing those dragon-like eyes on his loved ones. Making sure they were alright and reading their body language like a book. Jungkook had been looking hella out of touch with reality lately. Namjoon was beginning to worry that he was either overworking himself again or had something on his mind. He made a mental note to have a talk with the younger tomorrow at practice.

"Nah, I'm good. I'll hang out for a bit." Jungkook nodded quickly, slowly sliding out of the seat when Namjoon shifted next to him almost as if he wanted to shoo Jungkook out of the chair and take a seat there himself.

Clearly, something was happening between these two. Too bad Jungkook didn't want to find out the exact details.

Not yet at least.

"Kookie~ have a drink with us." Seokjin immediately tugged Jungkook back to him when he started to move away, gripping onto the younger's wrist and looking at Jungkook with almost pleading eyes. Why did Seokjin's hands feel so clammy? Was he nervous?

Jungkook still hadn't completely figured it all out yet.

"What? You don't wanna be alone with me?" Namjoon quirked a brow to Seokjin, smiling lightly at him. He took Jungkook's empty seat when his dongsaeng got up and propped his head into his hand as he rested his elbow against the counter, fully facing Seokjin with a dimpled smile along his face.

Oh. Fuck.

Finally, it puzzled together for Jungkook. The dull lightbulb finally went bright in his head.

The younger's eyes widened slightly before crinkling to a soft smile, pulling his hand back from Seokjin and glancing to Namjoon with a more widened grin, "I'm gonna go join the hyung's over there actually. Don't mind me." Jungkook chuckled, picking his glass up and patting Seokjin on the back. He gave the Hyung a knowing smile before he started to move backwards towards the VIP lounge area of the club, raising his glass at the two and winking at Namjoon before turning away and heading towards the music.

"Gonna stop treating me like a stranger and let me buy you a drink?" That was the last thing Jungkook heard Namjoon ask Seokjin as he walked away. Jungkook smirked to himself, rubbing over his chin as he approached the lounge area, joining Hobi, Jimin and Taehyung onto the plush couch, immediately being tugged by Jimin by his sweater collar to sit closer to him.

The music was louder over here and booming, making the bass drum in the pit of Jungkook's stomach. It was an exhilarating feeling. Something about getting to come out and enjoy some music, drinks and dance amongst the locals without being swarmed by massive amounts of paparrazi and sasaengs felt freeing. He definitely missed the club. It was the one place other than the stage that the rest of Bangtan could let loose without being watched. But it wasn't the same anymore. Jungkook couldn't help but miss you every time he was away from you. If you were here with him right now, he would feel much more at ease.

"Better not call any girls over here for dances with us before Y/N kills Jungkook." Hobi called over to Taehyung with a playful grin as Jungkook joined them, "Bring that empty glass over here, Kook." Hobi chuckled and picked up the bottle of scotch and leaning over to fill up Jungkook's glass with a smile along his lips.

"She doesn't cross me as the jealous type." Taehyung yelled back over the music, leaning back as he swayed to the beat of the music, eyes landing on a girl passing by.

"Those are the ones you gotta watch." Jimin glanced at Jungkook with a grin, teasing eyes on the younger before Jungkook rolled his own eyes,

"I'm not about that life anymore." Jungkook muttered as he paused to sip his drink. He felt Yoongi's arm sliding around his neck as he joined the four of them to sit down,

"What are we talking about?"

"Just the fact that Kookie's turned into a simp because of Y/N." Jimin chirped over his glass of what looked like whiskey, "He doesn't wanna be alone in the club with anyone except us." he nodded with a soft laugh, fingers brushing through his hair as he smiled,

"Whipped." Taehyung teased and Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Yah. Would you be wanting to be with other girls if you had a girl like his?" Yoongi raised his brows at the younger men, a light smirk caressing his lips before he went back to being stoic, "I know I wouldn't." He muttered, tilting the beer bottle in his hand to his lips and taking sip of the drink.

"Damn straight." Jungkook chuckled, glass at his lips and shooting the drink he had in it with the tilt of his head, "Got myself a rare gem waiting for me back at home. Can't believe I let y'all talk me into coming out tonight when I have this." Jungkook tugged his phone out of his pocket and the guys all leaned in to look at his lockscreen of you. It was the picture he took of you that day you went out for brunch in your city. You were posing with your hands under your chin, a beautiful grin along your lips. "She's everything. I'm gonna marry her one day, I swear. Even my parents wanna meet her and you know how they are. They never wanted to meet my exes." Jungkook blurted out. He was drunk. Drunk Jungkook was an oversharer. He talked too much and babbled on about nonsense. His topic of randomness to talk about today? You.

"She's so cute." Jimin made an 'aw' noise and all of the guys started whistling and giving Jungkook props, "Maybe he's a lil bit of a simp." Yoongi confessed with a deep chuckle, slapping the younger's shoulder playfully. "Hey! If I'm not the best man at your wedding, we're fighting." Jimin nodded and gave Jungkook a stern look, "Nah, he better have two best men. I gotta be one too." Taehyung chimed in with a smirk and Jungkook laughed, shaking his head,

"Just wait. It ain't time yet." He nodded and felt Hoseok grabbing at his shoulder,

"Yeah, yeah... We're single and you have a beautiful girlfriend. We get it." Hoseok playfully punched Jungkook's arm and he laughed,

"I just like to rub it in." Jungkook, tucked his phone away and ran a thumb over the corner of his lips before spotting something to his side. He glanced to the bar where Seokjin and Namjoon were and chuckled, "Check that out." He raised his glass in their direction and his hyungs followed his gaze before they all began to laugh,

"Took em' long enough. Damn." Taehyung clicked his tongue, downing his drink quickly and reaching for the bottle on their table to fill his glass up again.

"They're cute. Hope the God of destruction doesn't break that. You know what I mean?" Jimin's crooked grin flashed the table and Yoongi rolled his eyes at Jimin, "Ask them if you could join in if you're so concerned bout' what Joon's gonna do."

"Guys, I'm thinking of piercing my lip. Think that's a good idea?" Jungkook leaned back in his seat as he changed the topic, bringing their attention back to the table, clearly feeling all the shots he already took. He already lost count of how much he drank and they've only been here for an hour,

"How drunk are you already?" Taehyung quirked a brow at Jungkook and Hobi burst out laughing along with Jimin, "We're gonna cut you off soon. This is your last drink." Hoseok chuckled as he slid a glass full of Henny over to Jungkook.

"Nah. He's onto something here. I think it'll look sick." Yoongi nodded, reaching up and making finger frames at Jungkook's face and then mouth, "Do it up, my boy."

"I bet your girl's gonna love that." Taehyung nodded, a light smirk caressing his lips, "Had a chick with a tongue piercing once... Fucking incredible." He shook his head with a laugh, finger circling around the rim of his shot glass.

"Do it, Kookie." Jimin chirped and the other's started to hype Jungkook up. The guys always encouraged Jungkook to express himself however he wanted. Jungkook just had to wait and see if sober Kook tomorrow would be down to do it.

"Now who wants to go take a smoke with me?" Yoongi flashed everyone his signature gummy smile, patting the pocket at his lap where he kept his weed pen.

...

You snuck Bam's bed into the room when Jungkook left. Your boyfriend originally had the dog's crate in the office and you honestly didn't want Bam to be sleeping alone in there. So, you pulled his fluffy bed into the room and found a nice spot near your bed for him. You placed your Cooky plush Jungkook gave you the night after you both fought into the bed for the dog and Bam immediately curled into his bed with it, snuggling up to the plush. It warmed your heart and you had to take a picture of the moment. "Sorry, papi. But I like this lockscreen better." You mumbled to yourself when you changed the wallpaper on your phone to the picture of Bam. Replacing Jungkook's picture with it. You smiled at your screen, clutching your phone to your chest and hugging it before climbing into your bed.

You texted your group chat with your friends for them to call you as soon as possible and in a matter of minutes, your phone was ringing. You and your friends all caught up for a bit before you finally told them about your birth control fiasco. Well... actually, it wasn't much of a fiasco. It was more like you freaking out thinking you were pregnant already. That obviously wasn't the case and you lowkey wanted to kick yourself for panicking the way you did. You rolled your eyes at yourself. You almost lost your damn mind earlier. You were grateful for Seokjin who was there to calm you down and you hoped he didn't go and tell Jungkook about what happened himself. You just wanted to keep things calm and collected for now. It wasn't that big of a deal that you needed to tell Jungkook about it, right?

You strayed away from your conversation with your friends and thought back to a few hours ago...

After having your meltdown in the middle of the hallway when Jungkook left with his Hyung's for the club, you forced yourself to pull it together. You wouldn't be able to get a wink of sleep tonight if you didn't get your birth control. You had to figure out a way to get your hands on it. You googled nearby pharmacies and found a few within walking distance that were still opened. You weren't sure if they had the birth control you normally took but they were all the same anyways, right? It was worth a try. So, you hastily got off the floor and pulled your jacket on, telling Bam you'll be right back and disappeared out the door to run to the pharmacy down the street as fast as you could.

Luckily for you, you didn't need to even see a doctor and the birth control you were taking before was readily available for you to pluck off the shelf. It was the biggest sigh of relief you ever let out when you saw the packages of pills on the shelves. You grabbed a bunch of packs. Almost clearing shelf out, telling yourself you'll never make the mistake of forgetting your birth control again. You also passed by the array of pregnancy tests on your way to the checkout and paused, lips quirking into thought before deciding to grab a test pack as well... just in case. You also couldn't help but stop in the middle of the pharmacy aisle to pick up some snacks as well because why not? You had a stressful day. You deserved some Banana Kicks and Honey Butter Chips.

Once you came home, you unpacked the numerous amounts of snacks you bought. Then you hid the pregnancy test in the bathroom cupboard before going back to the living room and diving onto the couch to lay down, tossing the package of birth control onto the coffee table and turning the T.V on and opening Netflix to pick up on the episode of Greys that you didn't get to finish. You laid idly on the couch, eyes pasted to the television screen and glued to Dr. Mcsteamy's face greeting you on the screen as you watched your show.

You fed Bam a treat you bought for him at the pharmacy before tossing him a cute little chew toy you picked up for him as well, "Hope your daddy doesn't notice that I used his card to buy treats for us." You giggled to Bam as he chewed on the toy. "Oh yeah." You mumbled to yourself as you sat up and reached for the coffee table, grabbing the pharmacy bag with your pills inside and ripping it open, getting off the couch to head to the kitchen. You popped a pill out of the pack into your hand and put it into your mouth, washing it down with a gulp of water. You wiped your lips and sighed. You felt ten times more relaxed now that you had the birth control.

Hell no am I gonna be a mother. You thought to yourself. I mean... unless. No. Shut up, Y/N. 

Anyways, back to your conversation with your friends...

"Honestly, I just freaked out. Maybe more than I needed to." You sighed, fingers brushing through your hair as you stared at the phone screen, "I don't know why I instantly thought I was preggo. Phew. I'm stupid." You breathed, wiping an imaginary bead of sweat from your forehead, "If Jin wasn't there, I would have had a heart attack for real."

You were curled up in your bed, cheek squished against your pillow. You lifted your head when you heard Bam shift in his own bed on the floor, peeking to see that the puppy was okay.

"Well, you have nothing to worry about, sweetie pie. Have all the sex you want! Just don't forget those pills." Your friend squeaked from the other end of the phone.

"Thank fuck these places are open 24 hours here. I would have never been able to sleep tonight." You muttered, running a hand over your face, "What do you guys think I should do? Should I tell him? I mean... I have the birth control now. I don't think I need to freak him out. He already has enough on his plate."

"Honestly... you don't need to tell him unless you miss your next period. Then you're fucked. Did he nut in you today?" Your friend questioned.

"No, he didn't. Thank the fucking Lord." You rolled your eyes, taking a deep breath, "He went out with the guys tonight but I started the pill anyways. I highly doubt we're gonna do anything though but you never know with him." You nodded, "He never gives me a break." You admitted, rolling onto your back and checking your face out in the camera before sighing, "Why do I look like this, guys? Why does Jungkook even like me? I look beat as fuck." You mumbled to yourself, closing your eyes for a second before your friend's booming voice made you jump,

"You look amazing, Y/N. Shut the fuck up. You're actually glowing now. More than you ever have. You look healthier. Happier! I'm so fucking jealous. Damn! You really bagged a BTS member, Y/N. I'm still reeling from that." Your other friend chimed in with a grin, "Being a dog mom to his babyboy too. Fuck! I wish that were me."

"Calm down, oh my god. It's not even that serious." You laughed softly, trying to keep quiet because you didn't want to wake Bam up.

"Not that serious?!?!" Your other friend yelled over the phone and you had to almost mute her, immediately lifting your head to see if Bam woke up. Her voice lowered quickly and she leaned into the phone, "Bitch, it IS serious. You're living with him. Fucking him. Freaking out that you might be having his babies. Come on now, Y/N. Not serious my fucking ass." She clicked her tongue, "You better be serious."

"No, I mean— You know what I mean..." You shook your head, rolling your eyes, "I don't even know what I'm saying. Of course I'm serious. I'm still fucked up from this birth control shit, okay?" You breathed, head flopping back onto your pillow.

"Babe... what if you get pregnant? Just think about it for a sec."

"Then I might just have to push his babies out." You nodded to the screen, brows raising playfully.

"Not until he bites a rock." Your friend butted in from the other end with a grin.

"Enough Chun-Li. Why do you guys always have to relate song lyrics to real life?"

"Whatever. I'm going to sleep now. It's day time for you ladies but it's midnight for me." You yawned softly, hugging your pikachu plush as your eyes closed a bit.

Your friends and you all bid goodnight to each other before you ended the call and tossed your phone to the other side of the bed, rolling onto your stomach and reaching for your lamp, turning it off with a hum, "Goodnight Bammie~" You mumbled and closed your eyes to fall asleep.

...

"Y/N... Jeon Y/N..."

Am I dreaming?

You were fast asleep. Laid on your back and clutching your pikachu plush to your chest with your freehand over Jungkook's side of the bed. You were dreaming of the time that you were in Paris with your friends on a hot summer day. You were all stopped at an ice cream cart, choosing which cone to get. It was a nostalgic dream and you grunted into your sleep when you heard your name being called, "Hmm?" You grumbled softly before hearing the familiar voice clearer now.

Jungkook.

Your eyes flashed open at the sound of Jungkook's voice calling for you. It forced yourself out of sleep immediately. You blinked several times in the darkness of your bedroom as you sat up quickly, trying to get your eyes to open fully, "Y/N..." You heard Jungkook say your name again along with the noises of furniture clambering around from down the hallway. You were wide awake now, your heartbeat accelerating in your chest as you pulled the blankets off you, "What the fuck?" You hopped out of the bed and pulled your tank top down, fixing it back over your body since it was bunched up around your chest. "Koo." You mumbled to yourself, tripping over the pikachu plush you dropped onto your floor when you jumped out of bed and rubbing over your eye as you stumbled out of the room. Once you were in the hallway, you were more awake now, spotting the large silhouette of a person sitting by the front door of the apartment,

"Jungkook?" You called out to him in a hushed whisper, turning the lights in the hallway on. Your eyes were immediately blinded by the lights, quickly getting used to the fluorescents and... Jesus, this hot mess of boyfriend in front of you, "Good fucking God. What happened here?" Jungkook's leather jacket he was wearing was ripped off his body and thrown smack dab into the middle of the hallway, your shoes that you left by the door were now kicked upwards into the wall, umbrella stand that was sitting in the corner of the door was knocked over and your car keys that you hung against the wall was scattered over the floor. If you didn't know better, you would have thought a burglar broke into your home.

But this wasn't a burglar. No, no. It was something else. Something far clumsier and more irritating. It was none other than your heavily intoxicated boyfriend.

Jungkook was sat on the floor in the entryway, legs splayed and back against the wall with one boot off his foot, "I can't get my shoes off." He slurred, eyes closing and his head tilting backwards into the wall behind him.

"Jesus, Jungkook." You mumbled and walked over to him as fast as you could, crouching to the floor next to him and reaching for the shoe on his foot, "You're drunk." You shook your head, holding his leg and unlacing the stomper before sliding it off with a huff, "How much did you drink?"

"A lot." Jungkook hiccupped with a soft laugh, sliding down the door more and now laying fully onto the floor of the entrance, covering an arm over his head, "The lights are too bright. Turn them off." He grumbled, turning to lay on his side, burying his face within his arm.

What a mess.

Jungkook didn't even know how he made it home. The driver dropped him off at the entrance of the building and he insisted he was fine enough to come up to the apartment alone. He was far from okay though. He was hammered. Slamming into walls and displays as he made his way off the elevator. Jungkook barely made it to the doors of the apartment. He struggled to swipe his keycard. Swiping the card backwards then trying to look around for a pincode until he realized all he had to do was tap the card against the security system on the door. Once he was through the doors, his legs instantly gave out.

Jungkook managed to kick one boot off his foot once from his seat on the floor, his intoxicated mind making him think he had both shoes off until he tried to get off the floor and realized it was indeed only one boot off his foot. Jungkook was a mess and for some reason, he thought he was alone until he spotted your sneakers by the door. That's why he started calling out for you. You were a light sleeper. Sleeping even more light when you knew that Jungkook was not home yet. You'd wake up. He just needed to keep calling for you. There was a stupid, drunken but adorable grin painted on his lips as he sat there like a child waiting for you.

Jungkook knew you would wake up for him.

Once he saw you peek out of the bedroom the heat in his stomach instantly spread across his body all the way down to his nether regions. Jungkook eyed you closely. His vision was blurry and hazed from the amount of Henny shots he pounded with his Hyung's but the second he saw you; it was like his vision cleared on its own. It sounded cliché. And Jungkook would never admit the true effect you had on him. But it was the truth. He was already turned on. Glazed eyes starting to trace upwards from your manicured toes to your thighs, stopping at the cute red panties you had on and then all the way up to your face.

You were wearing a silky red camisole and a pair of laced underwear in the same color. Your new hairstyle was opened and splayed over your shoulders. Skin bright and smooth as satin. Jungkook couldn't tell if you were bare faced or wearing makeup because your skin literally glowed the second you entered the hallway. And when you leaned in close to him to get his boot off, Jungkook could smell your scent. You used your lavender body wash in your shower tonight. And then your favorite berry scented lotion after.

He wanted to take a bite out of you. To caress his tongue over every inch and area of your skin he could reach. A million thoughts started to fill his head and he had to force himself to take control of himself. He looked away from you for a second but quickly found his gaze drifting back to your face, taking in your skin tone and how flawless it looked under the lighting of the ceiling.

You looked like someone that only existed in people's wildest dreams and fantasies. Someone that no one could afford. Someone that only fucked with royalty. Someone that only deserved royalty. Someone that would never give Jungkook a second glance. But here you were, taking his shoes off his drunk feet. Living with him. Sleeping with him. Taking care of him.

Loving him.

Giving him all the affection he never thought he would have and more.

Jungkook's stomach immediately started to flood with butterflies. Feeling his gut wrench and twist with heat. He didn't want to move from this spot. Ever. Jungkook could feel himself starting to sweat at the sight of you, "Mm... you're so pretty." He mumbled out in a stupor, eyes on your face as you slid his boot off and set it aside next to the one he kicked off.

"Goodness, J.K. This is the first time I've seen you so wasted." You mumbled, ignoring his compliments and his gaze on your face, "Shut up and stop looking at me." You shook your head and slowly got off the floor. You leaned down to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, "You gotta get up now, Koo. I can't lift you." You tried not to laugh, pulling on Jungkook slightly to make him stand.

"I can do it." Jungkook nodded and slowly started to pull himself up off the floor with your help. He got halfway off the wall, grunting on his way up, before he lost his balance and slid down to the floor again, pulling you down with him at once, "I'm so sorry, baby—" He started laughing when he fell down, yanking you into his lap and against with a grin spread across his lips, "Come here, you. Let me look at you."

You stared down at Jungkook as he slowly started to pull himself off the floor, "You got it. There you go." You hummed softly and held onto his body tight. He leaned against your side and you struggled with all your might to hold him up, "Jesus Christ. You need to stop working out." You muttered under your breath and as if you jinxed it, you went crashing down to the floor with him when he fell, "H-Hey—! Fucking hell!" You yelled when you crashed onto the floor with him, feeling yourself get yanked into his lap, "Jungkook. Seriously. You're stupid drunk and need to get up." You breathed, trying to pull yourself off his lap but he snuck his arms around you, yanking you against him with a grin,

"Shh... you're going to wake up our baby." Jungkook mumbled out in a slur, reaching up with his freehand to cup your chin, "Did you miss me? Tell me you missed me." Jungkook smiled at you, eyes hooded. He picked up a strand of your hair, fingers caressing over the locks before he was burying his hand into the back of your head, fingers locking around your hair and pulling your face closer to him, "Give me a kiss."

"N-No. No to everything you just said." You answered him quickly, inhaling a deep breath before shaking your head and pushing at his shoulders, "God you smell like weed. Did you smoke?" You looked at Jungkook, successfully pulling back from his grasp when he slumped back into the wall and getting off his lap again, keeping your eyes on him and standing up with your hands on your hips.

Jungkook looked up at you with a smile, his annoying bunny teeth poking out at you while his eyes curled into crescents, "No~" He sang, trying to sit up on his own but he couldn't even move his arms, "I got stuck in a weed cloud when I was with the guys." He nodded innocently at you, cheeks puffing up before he broke out into a smile, bursting out laughing at basically nothing.

"Uh huh? Right. Do I look stupid to you?" You crossed your arms over your chest as you raised a brow at him before sighing out softly, "Shut up, idiot. Quit laughing." You grumbled and leaned down again, trying to pull him up, "Come on, Koo... at least get off the floor." You pouted lightly. Maybe it was time to try a different approach and be nice to him. Maybe if you babied Jungkook's annoying ass a little bit, he'd actually make an effort to get up, "Let's go, baby. You gotta get up now. Let me help you." You whined, pulling his arm and making him sit up a bit.

Jungkook groaned as you pulled him, slowly rolling over onto his back and sitting up, "Wanna see me get up without using my hands?" Jungkook spoke suddenly and lifted his head off the floor, He grinned at you, slowly starting to sit up on his own, "I can probably do a flip or something."

What is he even saying right now?

"If that'll make you stand up, fine. I guess?" You rolled your eyes and got up again, moving back with a sigh, "You're a mess." You shook your head, covering a hand over your mouth as a giggle started to form in your mouth as you watched Jungkook try to pull himself off the floor once again.

With all the noises happening in the hallway, the two of you must have woken Bahm up because he came scurrying out of the room. He sniffed his way up to Jungkook's feet, nuzzling over his dad's leg before letting out a small whine. "See? Now you woke up Bam." You groaned, leaning down to the dog and giving him a gentle pet, "It's okay, Bammie." You pet over his ears, calming him down as he whined at Jungkook.

Jungkook tried to raise himself up on his feet but stopped, eyes on his puppy, his voice immediately went soft, turning into the sweetest coo you've ever heard him do, "You don't have to be on guard, Bahm. Daddy is okay." The dog instantly leaned up to Jungkoook and tried to kiss him before pattering away. You watched him get nestled into the living room, curling up on the floor away from the two of you but still at a safe distance to keep guard. It warmed your heart how protective he was already. Protective of you too when you only met him once. Jungkook must have shown him your pictures or something because you didn't think he could be so loyal to you already.

Once Bam left, Jungkook was still struggling to roll himself off the floor. It made you want to burst out laughing but you held it in, wanting to be serious but it was comical at how drunk he was. It was actually pretty cute watching him like this. How many drinks did the rest of Bangtan feed him? He was beyond wasted.

"Oh my god. Be careful, Jungkook!" You gasped when he brought himself to his feet on his own in a flash in front of you. He had amazing core strength to just rise to his feet without even using the floor or wall for leverage. Your eyes nearly fell out of your head when you watched him spring off the floor. "Oh c-careful—!" You squeaked and reached out for Jungkook when he stumbled forward to you, grabbing onto his arms and staggering with him backwards into the entryway table, feeling Jungkook's hands slide up your sides and land onto either side of you against the wall behind your back.

This was his plan all along, huh? He was just pretending to that he couldn't walk just to get you pinned to the wall like this.

"Hey." Jungkook breathed out with a grin, leaning in dangerously close to your face.

You could smell the weed and alcohol off him. And normally, you'd be disgusted by the scent of a drunk/high man hitting on you. But this wasn't just any intoxicated man. It was Jeon Jeongguk. Something about him being this way made him look all the more attractive. He was completely plastered. You weren't even sure how he was still standing and not passed out somewhere by now.

You looked up at Jungkook and felt your stomach tighten. This was your downfall. You knew you should have left his ass on the floor where you found him because now here he was. Making you all nervous and shit. He was towering over you. Hair shaggy over his eyes, teeth glistening a pearly white. Lips soft, plump and pink. You swallowed thickly, tongue darting out of your mouth and wetting your lips before pressing them together, hesitatingly reaching up and placing your hands onto Jungkook's abdomen to keep him from pressing against you.

You couldn't give into his drunk advance's tonight. He needed to shower and sleep or he would be having the worst hangover tomorrow. You took a deep breath and tried to advert your eyes away from the exposed skin of his collarbone and chest peeking out from the top of his sweatshirt. But you couldn't. So, you stared a bit longer. Soaking up the perfect view you had of his neck and Adam's apple. Jesus, his skin looked so soft. You wanted nothing more than to caress your fingertips over every dot and surface of him. You had to tear your eyes away from him before he got any wrong ideas, forcing yourself to take a deep breath as you looked up at him and met his eyes,

"H..Hi..." You mumbled, back pressing into the table as you stared up at Jungkook with wide eyes, leaning further away as he tried to press more into you.

He smiled down at you, a cocky grin curving along his pretty pink lips. Jungkook knew what he was doing. And it made you want to slap him. He knew he was flustered you. Turned you on. Made your head spin. He was so cocky even when drunk.

Your eyes glanced to his mouth and you pressed your lips together tightly, biting your tongue to hold back the groan threatening to escape your lips. His lower lip glistened from his cherry flavored lip balm he always wore and it made you feel unstable. You didn't know where to look but you had to force yourself to pull it together, turning your gaze away from his lips to glance back up at him, "What are you looking at?" You fussed, keeping eye contact with Jungkook while he tilted his head a bit to the side as he spoke,

"You're hot." He rasped out softly, hands instantly finding your waist and gripping onto your hips, "I couldn't stop thinking about you. I don't ever wanna go out without you by my side again." He nodded quickly, lidded eyes dropping to your chest, eyes burning into your exposed skin showing thanks to your low-cut tank top, "Can't you see what you do to me?" Jungkook's voice lowered now, face pressing into your shoulder to inhale your scent, a soft groan escaping his lips that were against your neck when the fruity scent of your lotion hit his nose, "I want you so bad right now." He mumbled against your skin, his long eyelashes fluttering along your shoulder and making your skin feel ticklish as he started to press soft kisses against your collar and neck, "God, I could just eat you up right here in this hallway if you let me." He whispered almost as if he was talking to himself more than you, his warm tongue caressing over the side of your neck before nibbling along the skin, "Please, kitty?"

Your face blushed intensely, your entire body trembling against him. You struggled to retain your composure and it felt like all the blood in your body immediately rushed to your cheeks, making them turn almost burgundy as you stared up at Jungkook. Who does he think he is? Looking all adorable like it was nothing. You almost couldn't tell that he was wasted. He looked so tempting. Eyes lidded, jawline strong and chest mighty. But he was so drunk... Piss drunk. Probably high too. Was he even sure he was looking at you? Could he even recognize you from his intoxication? Fuck. But those eyes. That smile.

You swallowed hard, feeling your heartbeat racing in your ears. He overwhelmed you. Made you feel hot and sticky. But this was some next level bullshit he was on today. You couldn't handle it. "No, Jungkook. Seriously. You need to shower and get some sleep." Your voice came out in a whisper, making you look like you were unsure of what you were even saying.

Maybe you were unsure.

Jungkook leaned closer to you with a smile, aiming to press his lips against yours but you dodged him, pressing your index fingers up against his plush lips to stop him, "Shower. Now. You need to sober up." You breathed out and Jungkook pouted lightly at you, red lips pressing up against your finger, giving it a gentle kiss.

He was too cute. It was almost unbearable to look at him. Your heart ached in your chest but you stood your ground, "Don't even try that look with me. C'mon." You grabbed him by the arm and gently pushed him backwards so that he would move, hand sliding down his forearm to his wrist, "Let's go." You commanded, tugging him down the hallway with you, "And no giggling like a school girl either. I don't want your drunk ass waking up my Bahm." You muttered and looked over your shoulder at Jungkook who only gave you a sheepish smile as he followed behind you.

He had his eyes on your ass the entire time you walked in front of him. Eyeing the way your panties hugged your ass and hips. His eyes were hooded and basically on their way to closing as he admired the way you looked from the back. Jungkook wanted you to break up with him for a day just so he could watch you walk away. The attraction was that fatal. He stopped walking abruptly when you turned around, almost stumbling over his own feet and crashing into you but he halted to a stop. Even though he was drunk as fuck, his reaction times were sharp as ever. Jungkook reached up with a childish grin on his face, holding his finger up against his lips like a child, "I'll be really quiet for you."

"Okay great, now please shut up." You rolled your eyes and marched him into the bathroom, flipping the light on and locking the door behind you. Turning to face him and crossing your arms over your chest, "Clothes off."

"Oh, baby." Jungkook grinned at you even wider as he wandered into the bathroom behind you, finding the closest surface to collapse against. He had his back pressed into the sink as he stood across from you, "I love this game."

"Again. Shut up." You grumbled, rubbing at the center of your forehead before reaching up to brush your hair back, "Now. Jeon. I'm serious." You blinked at him, shifting on your feet in front of him and snapping your fingers when you saw Jungkook's eyes drop to your chest then to your panties, "Eyes up here, you." You gave him a look, raising your brows as you shook your head in exasperation, "I'm waiting."

"Help me." Jungkook mumbled, standing against the counter with a light pout crossing over his lips again, "I don't even know how to get my shirt off." He pursed his lips, eyeing you closely through his bangs before starting to laugh again as you stalked over to him,

"No funny business, Koo." You warned him, reaching down and grabbing at the hems of his sweater and tugging it upwards, "Arms up." You rolled your eyes at him as he smiled at you, lifting his arms for you to pull the sweater over his head. You tugged it off his head with a huff and tossed the sweater behind you, hearing it smack against the wall,

"You treat all your patients like this, Doctor Jeon?" Jungkook smirked lightly down at you, head cocking playfully to the side.

You chewed the inside of your cheek, catching a glimpse of his defined abs and feeling your cheeks go pink, "You're not a patient." You looked away from his quickly and stepped back.

"What if I was?"

"Then that's a different story. Now be quiet."

You struggled to force yourself to look anywhere except at his body in front of you. But he was right there. Flexing his muscles teasingly at you as you took the sweater off him like demon he was. You almost sighed when you glanced to the massive tattoo on his shoulder. It was your favorite piece on him. It was hidden majority of the time. Making its appearance to you every so often for you to ogle at.

Jungkook wasn't very comfortable to be shirtless in public. Hardly wearing clothes that revealed his skin unless he was performing. He liked to keep the visibility on his bodyart on the down low as much as he could. Rolling up his sleeves every once in a while, just enough to remind everyone he was tatted up and hot as hell. The case was different when Jungkook was around you though. Boy. He could walk around naked for all he cared when he was around you. He was way too comfortable now. But you didn't mind. In fact, you loved it. After all, here you were in just your panties and a tank top for crying out loud. You were just as comfortable around him now. You remembered the days when you couldn't even look him in the eye without wanting to collapse.

Look how far you've come, Y/N. You were doing it! Stripping Jungkook down and not even batting an eye. You got it, girl.

Oh.

Maybe we spoke too soon.

Your eyes dropped to the fading hickey on Jungkook's neck. Almost forgetting it was there. You thought he got injured or something and that's why your eyes fell to the mark. Fuck. You fucked up. Your gaze started to trail down his neck to his stomach, trailing lower until you got to the waistband of his boxers peeking out at you. Kleins... nice.

Jungkook was so toned. So smooth. So... firm looking. You watched the little vein along his v-line pulsate. Giving you a tease of what was hidden under those tight ass jeans he had on around him. You felt your throat dry up like a desert and you shifted on your feet once more and looked away, swallowing dryly as you turned your attention to his pants. You stepped closer to Jungkook and backed him up against the countertop of the sink, reaching down and grabbed the belt around Jungkook's waist, tugging it open quickly and popping open the button on his jeans, "Stop looking at me." You grumbled suddenly, turning away to let him pull the rest of his clothes off.

You glared at him lightly as you kicked his clothes into a corner along with his sweater when he was out of his jeans, boxers and socks. "Come." You held your hand out to Jungkook and he smiled sweetly at you, taking your hand in his and letting you help him into the shower, "I'll stay here so you don't fall and die." You muttered, leaning down and turning the knob for the water to come on before feeling a strong hand wrap around your wrist, dragging you inside the shower alongside him with a pull.

You yelped loud when Jungkook grabbed hold of you and yanked you into the shower with him, tripping over the air and stumbling into the shower as the water came on, the first shock of cold water hitting against your clothed back and making you yell out in surprise, "What the fuck!" Your foot slid on the shower floor, falling right into Jungkook's chest with a hard, wet smack, "Jungkook! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!?!" You shrieked, stumbling into the shower with him as he pulled you under the water and against his body. A loud, playful laugh escaping Jungkook's lips before he spoke,

"You're wet."

"I'm going to kill you, Jeon Jeongguk. Honestly. I'm going to murder you in this shower." You tried to push him but he grabbed your waist, overpowering you with his massive body and shoving you up gently against the wall, pressing his wet body against yours, making you tremble against his form.

The water beads rolled off his hair, pasting the wet locks against his forehead, bouncing off his skin, tattoos and piercings making him look like a dripping Greek God in front of you. The sound of his voice was rough, no longer drunk and giddy. He was overcome with lust now, feigning for a touch or a taste of you.

Whatever he could get, Jungkook would take it.

"Kill me." He growled out, "How are you gonna do it? Beat me with this shampoo bottle?" He chuckled menacingly, one hand moving from your waist and up to your throat, "God, you're so pretty, Y/N. Just let me take a look at you." His right hand closed around your neck, tattooed fingers wrapping under your chin and taking hold of your jaw, looking your face over with a smile crossing along his lips, "Take your clothes off."

"No. Fuck you. You're drunk and annoying." You retorted instantly, glaring up at Jungkook with a scowl. You were so annoyed at him right now but your hands were already at the hem of your soaked tank top. The silk material was stuck to your body, outlining the curve of your breasts and already erect nipples. Your hair was half wet, strands sticking to your face and chest. The water bounced off the side of your body and you backed into the wall, your back pressing flush against the cold shower wall as Jungkook closed in on you.

You swallowed hard, tilting your head back to look up at him as he towered over you. He had one hand up on the shower wall above your head while the other took your chin in his hand, cupping your face and making you look up at him as he mumbled, "Take em' off."

You didn't even realize how hard you were breathing until Jungkook was up close in your face. Your heartbeat thumped through your entire body. Making you tremble against the wall. Jungkook was dangerously close to you. Invading your space and making you giddy with excitement. You lost all train of thought while looking at him. Taking in the sight of the man in front of you with wide, needy eyes. It was glorious to see. The steam from the shower wafted off his smooth skin, water droplets from his fringe dripped onto your face and you blinked away the water getting into your eyes. You could feel the heat pooling within your stomach. You couldn't bear it anymore. The teasing. The playful smiles. The way Jungkook looked at you. The way he touched you. The way he loved you. You adored it all so much. But hated how much you wanted him. How bad you were aching for his touch.

Ugh.

Fuck it.

You had your fingers wrapped around your tank top in a second, pulling it up and over your head, flinging it to the corner of the shower before you reached up and grabbed hold of Jungkook's face, "Come over here." You whispered out, pulling him down to you and letting him crash his lips onto yours. You kissed each other feverishly. Eyes fluttered shut. Teeth clashing against each other and bumping heads as the both of you pressed together.

Your nails went into his cheeks as you held his face and he bit down on your lower lip, forcing your mouth open and invading it with his tongue. You met his tongue with yours and Jungkook let out a satisfied moan against your lips. You swirled your tongue with his, arms wrapping his neck now and falling over his shoulders. You could taste the alcohol off him... and the weed.

You knew it. That lying fucker.

You smiled against his mouth a bit and pulled away from his lips but Jungkook let out a whine in protest. An actual whine. It shocked you to hear this sound from him for the first time. "Don't pull away from me, cupcake. I want you to touch me." Jungkook whispered, forehead pressing against yours and his eyes closing. He reached up, large palms cupping your breasts and massaging over them, giving them a squeeze that made your head spin.

You leaned into his touch, feeling the shower steam radiating off your skin as you pressed closer to Jungkook. You didn't want to pull away from him even for a second. You felt his cock rubbing against you as he moved. Jungkook let out a groan, his head dropping forward onto your shoulder for a brief second. He was in agony and you could feel it. His erection was pressed into your pelvis, throbbing and hard against you. Needing some sort of contact. Even if you didn't want to have sex with him. He needed to feel your touch. Anywhere you wanted to touch him, he'd let you. As long as he could feel your skin on his.

Your gaze softened as you looked up at Jungkook. He looked so soft. So innocent. Looking like your dream college boy au. The boy next door that you would sneak into your house when your parents weren't home. It made your heart hurt. How much you missed out before you met him. The sad, hermit life you were living before you found love again. You felt like you were experiencing it all for the first time. Jungkook made you feel like you were loving for the first time again. You wished he was your first. Your first kiss. Your first time. Your first everything. He was perfection. Crafted and molded by the God's. Made in likeness of all the Adonis' in one. And he was yours. Only yours. Standing here under the hot water of the shower, his body pressed flushed against yours this way. Feeling his heart thumping within his chest against yours. You felt connected to him. He was everything to you. You were completely smitten by him.

You inhaled shakily, hooded eyes trailing over his face and skin, reaching up and tracing over the side of his neck with the tip of your long nails, "Relax, J.K." You whispered quietly to him, your nails moving from his neck to his chin, tilting his head down to your lips. You leaned up to him, lips pressing against his and pulling him into a soft kiss, "I'll take care of you." You nodded against his lips with a hush exhale, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your fingers into the back of his hair, nails raking over his scalp before dropping to his shoulders, sliding down his arms then reaching to the front of his body, dragging your nails over his stomach.

The kiss broke and your eyes traced over his skin, watching the way the water droplets danced down his skin and bounced off his body. Dark, lust filled eyes wandering down to his cock. He was rock hard and twitching lightly for release. It made your mouth water to be honest and you couldn't believe how turned on you were from the sight alone. Your fingertips brushed down his pelvis and Jungkook instantly leaned back, his head dropping against the shower wall when your hand wrapped around the base of his length.

Your eyes were focused on his face now, giving his length a light squeeze and watching the way Jungkook's brows furrowed before he let out a soft groan, "Fuck." He breathed out quietly, lips pressing together and making him look as frustrated as ever. You tried not to smile, keeping your expression stoic as you adjusted your grip on his length in your hand and started to stroke over his cock, feeling how thick and girthy he was in your grasp. Your teeth found your lower lip and you nibbled over the flesh; eyes stuck to the way his cock looked. You never really paid attention these details. Too busy with Jungkook trying to dive between your thighs to even take a minute and appreciate how perfect this man was. Was it weird to say that even his cock was perfect? The veins pulsating along the length, the perfect color and size with a delicious looking curve.

You were on your knees faster than ever, looking up at Jungkook when his eyes opened when he felt you shifting in front of him. You sunk to your knees on the shower floor, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of the luxurious mosaic tiles under your skin. You really did not care anymore. You got as comfortable as you could. Nestling on your knees and giving Jungkook a soft smile as you stared up at him. Jungkook let out a soft curse in Korean and you laughed quietly in response,

"Fuck, you're so sexy." He groaned and you shook your head at him, "That's all you, J.K." You hummed out quietly, weighing the feel of his cock in your hand before you were leaning in and wrapping your lips around the head, pressing a kiss to the tip before flicking your tongue over it. Your freehand snuck up Jungkook's thigh, squeezing over the firm muscle and feeling it flex under your touch.

Both of Jungkook's hands went to your hair at the contact, body tensing up for a second then relaxing, "Fuck, yeah." He breathed out shakily, forcing himself to keep his eyes open so that he could watch you. Wrapping the locks of your hair around one of his wrists and giving your head a light tug, "Don't stop, babygirl." Jungkook encouraged you to continue and you smiled up at him, eyes on his face as you wrapped your lips back around the head of his cock, sucking over the head lightly and letting your lips run along the sensitive skin, tongue swirling around the underside before you were taking more of him into your mouth.

You had to relax your throat to fit him in your mouth and you gagged lightly around his length. God, he was thick. You blinked the tears away when you felt his cock hit the back of your throat and you pulled yourself off his length quickly. Hands splayed on your thighs as you glanced up at Jungkook, "I just wanted to taste you." You smiled and rose to your feet again, rubbing over your knees as he watched you with a light smirk along his lips,

"How do I taste?" Jungkook breathed out shakily. His lidded eyes were glazed and full blow. Drunk from alcohol but high off your touch. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you over to him, "Tell me how I taste, kitty."

You smiled and closed the space between the two of you once again, tiptoeing up to him and pressing your lips against his, "Like candy." You mumbled into his mouth, kissing him slowly and letting your lips move together for a moment. You broke the kiss before Jungkook could continue it any further, reaching down to the waistband of your panties and tugging them down with a smile. You stepped out of them and kicked the underwear to the side where your tank top laid, "I want some more candy." You smiled at Jungkook and he let out a chuckle,

"Let's get out of here and I'll give you all the candy you want." He tilted his head to side and you both exchanged a knowing look with each other before Jungkook was reaching to turn the shower off with a quick twist of the knob.

You were both out of the shower and bathroom in seconds, water dripping off your skin and your towels barely wrapped around your bodies. Jungkook had you pressed against the wall outside of your bedroom and you tugged him closer to you, taking hold of the towel around his waist and pulling it off him with a giggle, tossing it to the floor in the middle of the hallway and reaching up to cup his cheeks within your hands, "Fuck, you're so attractive." You mumbled to him and Jungkook laughed drunkenly, body pressing up against yours as you held his face, "Let me fuck you right here." He muttered, too eager and too turned on to make it to the bedroom.

Your eyes were lidded and cloudy with lust, clutching onto Jungkook's body as he pressed against you. You felt like the drunk one now. Completely consumed by the need to have Jungkook take you. Even if it was against the wall in the middle of your hallway, "Mmm... yes. Do it. —Wait, no. Bahm's in the living room. I don't wanna wake him." You glanced down the hallway towards the living room with startled eyes and Jungkook laughed, reaching up and yanking your towel off your body, flinging down the hallway and almost to the front door, "He's just a dog, baby. He won't wake up either."

"It's weird." You whispered to Jungkook and he laughed ever harder in response,

"Fuck, you're funny." He whispered back to you, hands going to your upper thighs as he spoke, "Fine. Hold on tight, princess." Jungkook commanded and your hands instantly grabbed onto his shoulder's, feeling him hoist you off the floor. He stumbled lightly with you and you grabbed onto him tighter, "N-No! Don't pick me up. You're too drunk to carry me." You yelped when Jungkook stumbled with you.

Everything was a joke to Jungkook right now. You both could have slipped and fell numerous times but he only found the situation hilarious. Especially you freaking out when he lifted you. It was adorable. He only laughed harder and pressed you flush into the wall, "Shh... I got you." He whispered, "Just let me fuck you right here, princess. I can't make it to the bedroom. I want to be in you right now."

You instantly let out a moan when your bare back pressed into the wall, "Fucking hell, Jungkook. You're so annoying." You mumbled in response. You lowkey loved the way he was acting. But you weren't gonna admit it. You hummed, thighs wrapping around his waist, crossing your ankles over each other and digging the heels of your feet into his lower back, breathing out shakily when you looked at Jungkook, "Holy fuck, you're so ripped. I'll never get used to this." You shook your head and felt a small laugh escape your lips, nails sinking into the skin along his shoulders and feeling his muscles stretching as he propped you up against the wall between his body. He made you feel so woozy. You long forgot about being stern with him now. You couldn't give a damn if he was drunk or not at this point.

"Isn't that what you like?" Jungkook chuckled out playfully, leaning in and nipping over your lower lip before kissing you lightly.

You kissed him back quickly, nodding against his mouth as you moaned, "I fucking love it, Jungkook." You hummed, pulling him closer to you and making him press his chest against yours, throwing your hands over his shoulders and resting along his upper back, crossing your wrists over each other against his back, letting out a pleased groan when you felt the tip of his length poking and pressing up against your entrance, "Fuck me, please." You breathed out against his lips.

Jungkook chuckled into your mouth, "Bedroom." He hummed, licking over your lower lip before he was kissing you all over again. The kiss was sloppy due to his intoxication and your lust. He could feel his length pushing up into you a bit and he didn't even need to guide himself to your entrance to get himself to push into you. "Fuck, baby. I'm already sliding into you." Jungkook let out a groan into your mouth, a string of saliva hanging between your lips when he pulled away, leaning in and pressing one more kiss to your lips before he was letting his length push into you again, "Fuck... You're so tight all the fucking time, kitten." Your core throbbed when you felt him pushing upwards into you. You couldn't even stop him. The feeling of him starting to slide into you immediately making your breath hitch in your throat and your vision fade in and out.

Jungkook grunted softly, watching the way your head fell backwards against the wall the second he started to slide into you. He wasn't even all the way in yet and you were a moaning mess, mewling his name out under your breath and shaking your head to clear your thoughts. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen. "B-Bedroom. Jungkook." You moaned out softly but neither of you made the effort to move. You were only a few steps to your bedroom door. However, Jungkook was ready to say screw it and fuck you against the wall if you wanted him to.

He grunted out quietly, holding you up against the wall and wrapping his hands around your thighs to keep you pressed up securely so that you won't fall, "Hang on." He whispered, forcing himself to steady his feet, pulling himself out of you and swiftly lifting you off the wall, carrying you off with him to the bedroom.

You held tightly onto his body; nails dug deep into the skin along his back as he carried you. "Don't drop me, you drunk." You grumbled and he glanced at you, lidded eyes leaning in and giving the tip of your nose a quick peck,

"I got you, baby. Don't worry." Jungkook kicked the door open of the room and walked inside, tossing you onto the bed with a soft plop. Your body was still a bit wet, your hair damp and skin flushed as you landed on the bed. You reached out and tugged Jungkook onto it with you, switching your positions quickly and getting on top of him with a giggle, "Lay back." You smiled at him as you pushed him to lay down on the pillow.

"Gonna ride me, princess?"

"Yes." You nodded with a smile, reaching up to tuck your hair behind your ears with a soft laugh, "Can I?" You batted your lashes at him, moving backwards a bit on him and pressing your ass down onto his pelvis, resting your hands along his abdomen as you looked down at him.

"Do you even need to ask?" Jungkook let out a deep chuckle, hips raising and bucking playfully up against your ass as he looked up at you, letting out a small groan, "Come on, honey. Don't keep me waiting." He mumbled quietly, looking at you with pleading eyes.

"Mm... I like making you wait." You laughed at him, leaning down and pressing a small kiss against Jungkook's lips, "Fine." You whispered, kissing him more now as you raised yourself up on his lap, keeping your thighs situated comfortably on either side of him with a soft hum as you felt the tip of his length poking against your entrance. You moaned against his lips and had to pull away, sitting upright and reaching down between your legs, taking his length in your hand and feeling your legs immediately start to quake as you slowly pushed him into you. You gasped softly and lost your balance but Jungkook held you tight, fingertips digging into your waist and holding onto you so that you wouldn't fall. You cried out softly, barely sinking down onto his length. The feeling was almost too much for you. Making you quake and almost cum from the intensity. You took a deep breath and forced yourself down onto him, your head falling forward and hanging between your shoulders, nails curling into the skin along his stomach as you struggled to breathe, "Holy shit..." Your voice cracked, eyes shutting tight as you felt him fill you up.

Jungkook's hips lurched upwards a bit and sat up quickly, "I got you, baby. Just hold on to me." He whispered soothingly to you as you sat down on his length, fingers caressing down your sides and then rubbing at your lower back, "You're so good, baby. That's right. Just let me fill you up. You take this dick so well. Damn." He bit down onto his lower lip, shaking his head and letting out a small moan, "You're always so tight for me. Fuck." Jungkook's lips pressed together tight, back pressing into the headboard of the bed as he filled you up all the way, his forehead hitting into yours lightly as your walls closed around his length, allowing him to bury himself deep inside of you, "That's it. Fuck." He groaned, "This is all I could think of in the club, baby." Jungkook chuckled out breathlessly, leaning his forehead against yours as he waited for you to get adjusted to his length inside of you.

You gasped softly when you felt him slide all the way up into you. The familiar ring of pain from him entering you making your vision go blank. Speckles of light soon came into your view from behind your eyelids then the pain dissolved into pure ecstasy in a matter of seconds. Your lips parted and you groaned when Jungkook sat up and made you sink down onto him more, feeling him stretch your walls apart and bury deep inside of you. You grabbed onto him, your forehead falling against his shoulder as you moaned out into his neck, your body shaking against him, "Hah... Y-You were thinking of me?" You exhaled, pressing a kiss to his shoulder and pulling your head back to look at Jungkook.

"I never stop." Jungkook grunted out, eyes on yours. He leaned in and pressed a careful kiss against your lips, "Are you okay, sweetheart? Ready to make yourself feel good?" Jungkook peppered comforting kisses along your cheek to your temple, dipping his face down to plant a soft kiss against your shoulder and neck

"I-... Jungkook... You... Yes." You couldn't form a coherent sentence and gave up. Resorting to nodding quickly instead while you lifted your hips off his length, a gasp escaping your throat. You could feel everything. Every inch of him filling you up and stretching you apart. It was the most addicting feeling and you had no words to describe how good it felt. All you knew was that you wanted to feel it over and over again. You would never get tired of how good it felt when he pushed into you, "Oh my fucking God, J.K." You finally moaned out in desperation, closing your eyes and feeling them roll into the back of your head, "Fuck yes." You squeaked out softly, "I-I'm okay, Kookie." You cried out shakily, placing your hand against the back of Jungkook's neck and tugging him closer to you,

"Shit." A wave of pleasure washed over your body. The hair on your skin rose and you let out a soft gasp again, instantly finding Jungkook's lips and crashing yours against him, letting out shaky moans as you started to make yourself bounce on his cock, lifting yourself halfway off his length and slamming yourself down again, moaning out loud into his mouth, feeling his arms circle around you and starting to guide you to bounce along his cock, "Fucking Christ. It feels so good." You whispered out against his lips, biting over his lower lip and pulling it back between your teeth before breaking the kiss and resting your forehead against his, your lidded eyes on Jungkook's face.

"Keep going, baby. Tell me when you're tired and I'll take over." Jungkook growled out faintly, hands resting along your ass and helping you to rock yourself on him. He groaned against your lips when you bit over his lower lip, feeling himself smirk lightly at the feeling. His gaze traced over your face when you looked down at him so, he leaned up, pressing gentle kisses against your cheeks and forehead, "God, you make me feel more wasted than I am." Jungkook chuckled out in a daze, his cock twitching inside of you as you glided along his length.

"I didn't even drink and I feel drunk." You giggled quietly, clutching onto his shoulders for a moment before leaning forward and grabbing onto the top of the headboard on the bed instead, letting Jungkook slide his strong arms around your abdomen, crushing your body against his. You kept his cock buried deep inside of you, rocking your hips back and forth. Feeling his length brushing against your g-spot from the way you moved along him. Your legs on either side of him trembled and you panted for air. Struggled to breathe, really. Feeling a trickle of sweat go down your back. You inhaled shakily and moved your hands away from the headboard to cup Jungkook's cheeks, holding his face in your hands and leaning down to plant a kiss against his lips, "Lay down." You pushed him to lie on his back instead of being pressed against the headboard.

Jungkook listened to you and pulled a pillow under his head, laying back on the bed and allowing you to lean forward over him, your breasts in his face and giving him a perfect view. Jungkook leaned his head up, pressing a kiss over your breasts then cupping over them, leaning in to suck over your nipples, lapping and swirling his tongue over each of them, making lewd noises and moans along with his movements. After giving your breasts some much needed attention, he grabbed you by the chin and pulled your face closer to him, lips attaching to yours and sharing a heated kiss with you.

You moaned, eyes closing and moving your lips against his, unhurriedly. You pulled back from his mouth to moan, lips parting and releasing small whines. You slid your arms around his neck and hugged onto him, leaning in and pressing a kiss over his ear, tongue flicking over the small hoop earrings lining his skin, "I want a new car for this, Jungkook." You whispered playfully against his skin and felt him pull back from you quickly, hooded eyes staring up at your face before he started to smile,

"What kind?" Jungkook breathed out, lifting his head up a bit and resting his arm behind his head as he looked up at you, his fingertips dancing up your thigh.

"A phantom." You answered almost too fast, letting out a small, airy chuckle. You didn't stop moving on his length as you both went into conversation, your head dropping back for a second as you circled your hips with his length inside of you, "A white one." You moaned out softly, nodding several times, "With chrome rims."

Of course, you didn't need a car but Meghan The Stallion did say to ask for a car when you ride that dick, so why not? You were only playing around with your boyfriend anyways. The fact that Jungkook was a multimillionaire slipped your mind sometimes and you instantly worried that he would take you seriously. Oh well. He was drunk. Not like he'd actually remember tomorrow.

Or would he?

Jungkook grinned at you and soon you felt his fingertips raking up your thighs, blunt nails dragging along your skin and scratching over your flesh, "I'll get it for you." He whispered, grabbing onto your waist with both hands, nails digging into your skin and making you bounce harder on him, "What else?" He grunted under his breath, practically using you to his own advantage now from the way he was making you slam yourself down onto him, feeling your walls throb around his length each time he filled you up, "Tell me."

Jungkook was definitely made to be your sugar daddy. Even though you didn't want to call him that anymore. He was still very much so. Call him weird but... Jungkook could feel himself get more turned on at the thought of showering you with all the luxuries you wanted. He could buy you the world if you wanted it. He wasn't the biggest spender. He liked nice cars and nice clothes. Dropping mad cash on vehicles and accessories. And then sometimes, he would be taping his cracked phone up or pretending he was broke so he could get free food from his Hyung's. However, when it came to you, Jungkook was willing to turn his pockets out. He thought that since the first night he met you. He would move his whole bank account to yours if you asked him. So, you wanted a Phantom? Done. He'll be on his phone with his manager tomorrow to find the closest Rolls Royce before you wake up to buy it for you.

"And a big house." You nodded quickly and gasped when he started to bounce you more aggressively on his cock, your head dropping backwards and reaching up to hold your breasts as they bounced with you. Your eyes rolled shut and your legs squeezed together, earning Jungkook yet another low moan from you, "Diamond rings." You started listing random luxuries each time he made you slam down onto him, "Everything." You moaned out lewdly, toes curling as your breath hitched in your throat, "Yes... Oh... yes. Keep using me." You nodded, allowing Jungkook to steer your hips on him, feeling him rock you along his cock the way he wanted you to.

"My girl gets anything she wants." Jungkook growled out quietly, sitting up with you in his arms and leaning his head down between your breasts, starting to nip along your skin, "Anything you want. I'll give it to you. Remember that." Jungkook slurred, his voice raspy and laced with his intoxication that only seemed to get stronger the longer he was inside of you. He had his hands cupped over your breasts now, playing with your nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, rolling the sensitive nubs against his fingers and grinning wider as you moaned for him. He ran his hands down your sides from your breasts, "Fuck. You take this cock so good." He quirked his head, eyes focused on the way your tits bounced in his face, a proud grin along his lips before he was laying down again, propping himself up onto his elbows, "Now turn around and let me watch that ass bounce on this dick." He peeled his gaze away from in between your chest to flash a smile up at you.

You squeaked out softly when he started toying with your nipples, feeling the excitement and pleasure only intensify. The heat spread out across your body and you didn't realize you were sweating. Feeling your hair stuck to your forehead and more strands stuck to your back and shoulders. You were a mess, lips ajar and moaning this man's name over and over. You could hardly speak, listening to his command and turning around on his length without a complaint. You reached out and grabbed onto the bedsheets in front of you to steady yourself for a second, letting out a long moan, "Fuck." You exhaled quietly, head tipping back and sitting up straight with a shaky cry escaping your throat. You reached up and moved your hair away from behind your shoulders, holding tight onto the bedsheets in front of you with one hand as you started to ride him in reverse cowgirl, feeling your ass bounce on his pelvis each time you lowered yourself onto him. You whimpered quietly, closing your eyes and fisting your hand into the sheets while your freehand snuck up your abdomen then reached behind you to Jungkook's thigh, holding onto his leg for support. Fuck, his thigh was so strong it felt like pure concrete.
Damn, his brick wall-built body. You would personally set fire to the gyms if he kept getting stronger. Just kidding. You'd never get enough of how strong he felt.

"Fuck yeah, just like that, kitty." Jungkook's eyes were glued to the way you moved on him, enjoying the view he had. He was sat up on his elbow, freehand reaching out and giving your ass a light slap before reaching up and pushing at your lower back, making you lurch forward more. "Keep going. That's right." He praised when you reached behind you to hold him. His muscles twitched under your touch and he moaned your name, "Damn. You're such a good girl. Fuck." He whistled softly when he exhaled, feeling himself go breathless when he watched you.

You reached up and ran your fingers through your hair, feeling your sides and thighs burn in exhaustion, "I'm tired, Koo." You moaned but kept going, not wanting him to tire himself either but Jungkook was already reaching out and pulling you off his cock, flipping the two of you over, "On your back, baby. Let me fuck you now." He whispered, spreading your legs apart for him.

You took a breath and nodded, laying down and moving your hair away from your face as you pulled your legs open, digging your heels into the bed under you and looking up at Jungkook as he grabbed your ankles and pried your thighs apart wider, "Fuck, this pussy is so pretty." Jungkook groaned out as he stared down at your entrance, watching the way you glistened and throbbed with the need to have him back inside of you. He shook his head and felt the room spin with him. Surprised at the fact that he was still very much drunk. He was hoping he'd be sobered up by now but you made him feel all the more intoxicated.

Perhaps he didn't even need to drink anymore. You made him feel just as drunk and high. He didn't need to share a joint or drinks with his hyung's anymore to feel something. Being with you was enough. He admired the way you looked for a bit longer then, he was chewing over his lower lip, his firm hand moving from your ankle to grip around your thigh, pushing your leg up into the air and taking hold of his cock with his freehand, running it over your clit and entrance, letting your wetness coat his length before he was pushing into you again and filling you up all the way, making you gasp out loud at the feeling,

"Fuck me." You cried out, nodding fast and feeling Jungkook's grip on your thigh tighten. You moaned his name, lifting your head off the pillow under you and peeking down at the way his cock disappeared into you before whimpering quietly when he pulled it out again only to push back into you, "Please, don't stop." You begged, reaching down and grabbing under your leg, holding it up for Jungkook as he leaned back on his knees, hands gripping onto your hips as he moaned,

"I wish I could look at this forever. Burn it into my memory because fuck knows I won't remember shit tomorrow." He confessed, feeling himself about to cum from the change of position and the way your walls closed up around his length when he pushed into you.

You held onto the pillow under your head with a tight grip, a breathless smile on your face as you spoke, "You can look at it forever." Your eyes went to his phone on the nightstand next to your head and Jungkook looked at you for a second before glancing to the nightstand next to him where your eyes were as well, "You good with that?" Jungkook mumbled with a low chuckle, snatching his phone off the stand and unlocking it, lowering the brightness on the screen before it blinded him.

He looked down at you for permission and you nodded, flashing him a smile and giving your walls an encouraging squeeze around him, "Do it." You breathed out.

Jungkook tapped on the camera icon on his phone screen, switching to the recording mode with a smile and grabbing back onto your thigh, aiming the camera to record you from your neck down to his cock buried inside of you. He started to thrust into you again and let out a deep moan, "Shit." His jaw clenched lightly and he tried to keep his phone held up straight, almost dropping it one time but soon getting the hang of it. He gripped onto your leg to balance himself and then he was pounding into you, "You're so wet." Jungkook breathed out a soft laugh, taking a moment to listen to the sounds your body made each time he slammed into you. Making sure his phone recorded the way his cock slid in and out of you. Thank you, Samsung. Jungkook silently praised the electronic brand for their camera quality, allowing him to make his own personal movie.

"Fuck me just like that, baby." You mewled softly, tilting your head back and letting him start to thrust harder into you. You held your thighs up for him, helping him get the best angle he could as his fucked you into the bed. You shook along with his movements, your body moving back and forth along with his thrusts. Your breasts moved with you and you reached up with one hand, holding your chest and pulling your leg up higher with your freehand, your own nails digging into your skin and making you moan louder, "God, you're so good." You whispered out praises to him because you knew it was his favorite thing to hear, feeling his cock twitch and throb inside of you each time you spoke sweetly to him.

Jungkook grunted in response to you, letting go of your thigh when you started to hold them up for him on your own. He loved you for that. Now, he could relish in the feeling of your walls around his cock and focus on his phone that was aimed on your body reacting to the way he slammed himself into you. His freehand slid up your stomach to your chest and then his hand was wrapping around your throat, giving the sides a gentle squeeze and cutting off your breathing for a second before he let go and moved his hand up, clasping it under your jaw, his thumb pushing between your soft lips into your mouth and making you suck over his thumb.

He recorded it all. Making sure he didn't get your face in the shot though because he still wanted to protect you just in case anything happened. Because you know. Shit could happen.

Your lips wrapped around his thumb and you moaned against his digit, sucking on it and whining when he pulled it out of your mouth but soon gasping when he ran his hand back down between your legs, his saliva coated thumb pressing up against your throbbing clit and rubbing you in circular motions along with his thrusts. You moaned loudly and felt your breathing stop and hitch in your throat, "Yes, yes. Keep going." You started to laugh from the feeling, shaking your head and almost thrashing from side to side as the added pleasure started to make your breaths accelerate until you were panting for air, "Oh, Koo. You're so fucking good to me. Only you can make me feel this good." You kept the compliments going, purring out in satisfaction and feeling your walls start to tighten around his length as you got closer to orgasming.

"Fuck, I'm going to come." Jungkook whispered quietly and almost dropped his phone again, checking to see you were still in the frame of the camera. He pointed the camera away from the two of you for a second to lean down to your lips and pressed his lips onto yours, reaching up and grabbing your neck as he kissed you. "Gonna fill you up with all this nut. Fuck." He groaned, squeezing your neck lightly and biting over your lower lip, pulling it back between his teeth so hard that it made you moan out in both pain and pleasure.

He pried himself away from your lips and slammed himself harder in you. He gripped his phone in his hand, capturing a steady film of himself fucking you even though his hips were starting to lose their rhythm. Jungkook could feel his focus start to fade. His vision clouded and his stomach clenched. He shook his head, "Shit, babe." He moaned your name again and felt your arms snaking around his torso, your nails clawing into his back and pressing him more into you,
"Please cum in me. Fill me up. Please, please." You begged him in desperation and it made Jungkook laugh softly,

"You're so nasty sometimes, pretty. I fucking love it." He whispered and then shook his head, "Squeeze down on me." He commanded and you did as told, making your walls tighten around his length lightly at first which earned you a hiss from Jungkook, "Make me cum. You know I love it when you do this to me." He growled out again this time sounding more demanding than the first. You blushed at the authority in his voice, nodding obediently and waiting for him to push back into you again. He slammed himself into you and that was your cue to close your walls around him, squeezing down on his length and trapping him against you.

You felt him bury himself deep into you and then he was exploding within your walls, his hot cum releasing deep inside of you. Jungkook moaned your name loud, his head dropping back and his chest panting for air as he came. He dropped his phone onto the bed and forgot to end the recording, too caught up with the feeling to remember to end it. Who cared anyways? He could always trim the footage tomorrow when he was sober. He rode the feeling out, reaching up with one hand and feeling over your breast and then he was dragging his nails down your stomach to your thigh, giving your skin a good squeeze before his breathing came to a halt. Hips stopping and coming down from one of the strongest feelings he had ever felt. It was the first time Jungkook had let himself release before you and he instantly felt regret. He normally held back until you got off first but tonight, he was too drunk and horny to wait.

So, he did what a good man should do when they release first. Jungkook's eyes were opened after having them squeezed shut to ride his high out. He quickly pulled out of you, "Don't worry. I didn't forget about you." He muttered, grabbing at your thighs and pushing them upwards towards your chest at once. Jungkook leaned down between your legs and pushed them apart wide, not caring that his release was already spilling out of you. He reached up and pushed his finger into you, plugging what was left of his release inside of you with his finger and making sure nothing else trickled out. Jungkook didn't care about anything right now. Didn't give a shit if he ate his own cum either. He was hungry to taste you. Wanting to make you come all over his tongue if he could make you.

Of course, he could make you. He always does. Why would he even question himself?

"Jungkook-? What are you doing? Y-You just c-..." You gasped loud and looked down at Jungkook in surprise, your mouth dropping open when he had his face between your thighs, tongue pressing up against your clit and flattening against the throbbing bud, dragging his tongue over the sensitive flesh, "You---" You tried to speak again but couldn't get past your words, feeling his come trickling out of you and dripping onto the bed but he didn't care. Jungkook reached up with his right hand, his middle finger circling around your entrance as his cum dripped out of you. He pushed the digit into you. Stopping his cum from trickling anymore out of you because he lowkey knew how much you liked feeling his release deep inside of you. He kept his finger buried deep inside of you, curling against your walls while he circled the number 8 around your clit until he was making infinity signs on your bud with his tongue, eyes up on your face and making you flush to the shade of a tomato.

You couldn't look at him right now. You were too flustered. You decided to close your eyes. He was devouring you and staring up at you with his pretty eyes. It made you tremble. Once your eyes closed, you lost yourself in the feeling, fingers curling and pulling on the sheets under you, "Fuck! Fuck, keep going. Don't stop, sir. Don't stop." You wailed, thighs beginning to shake from the intense pleasure starting to spread like wildfire over you.

You didn't even realize you called him sir and then Jungkook was laughing against you. A deep, arrogant laugh. So, you did enjoy referring to him as 'sir.' Jungkook mused to himself with a proud grin. You ignored his laugh and reached down to grip the back of his head just when he was about to call you out for your slip up. You were close now. Practically arching your body off the bed and squeezing your thighs around his head as you ground over his face.

He lapped over your clit and your hand at the back of his head slid down to his neck, pressing his neck further into you and making his tongue flatten harder against you, allowing you to rock yourself against his tongue and finger. "Oh my God, Jungkook. I'm coming." You suddenly tensed up against him and Jungkook felt your clit swell as you starting to orgasm. You managed to let him know you were going to cum today and you were proud of that. Jungkook didn't seem to care when you didn't let him know anyways. He was always just focused on the now. Wanting to feel your wetness all over his face and finger when you were finished coming. Jungkook wanted to smile but you kept his face tight against your pulsating clit, coming all over his tongue and finger. You almost screamed his name but your throat closed up on you, making your moans come out strangled but sounding so sexy.

You writhed under Jungkook. Pulling and almost yanking his hair out. Your hands on top of his head and pushing him more into you before you collapsed into the bed when you calmed down from the feeling. "Fucking shit..." You could feel a puddle that formed underneath you and you blushed like crazy, watching Jungkook pull back from you with a smile. You struggled to catch your breath, shaking your head quickly and the letting out a small whine when he pulled his finger out of you. "Let me clean up, Kookie." You mewled shakily and grabbed his wrist, bringing his hand to your lips and pulling his finger into your mouth, watching him as you sucked his cum and your own wetness off his digit.

Jungkook groaned under his breath, keeping his eyes on you with a smile on his lips, "That's right, kitten. Don't waste anything." He nodded proudly at you before he was pulling his finger out your mouth with a pop. He cupped your face within his hand and rubbed his thumb over your lower lip, "Are you okay?" He whispered, thumbing your lower lip before pushing the digit between your lips and making you suck over his thumb once more. He watched you suck over his thump and smiled, holding your face in his hands and pressing his lips to yours, giving you a tender kiss, "You were so good, baby."

You nodded as your lips wrapped around his thumb, sucking over it lewdly before returning the kiss to his lip sweetly for a second then pulling your head back and leaning back on your elbows then laying down fully on the bed, "I'm okay." You smiled at him, scooting to the side a bit and avoiding the wet spot formed near you with a shy chuckle, "You made me soak the bed, Koo." You whispered and Jungkook started to laugh quietly, laying down with you and crushing his phone under him.

He reached under his back and pulled his phone out, "Forgot to press end. Shit.." He chuckled and finally ended the recording, tossing his phone onto the nightstand with a light thud, "Well at least I'll get to listen to how hard you came tomorrow when I watch the video." Jungkook chuckled playfully and you rolled your eyes, sliding closer to him and leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips before you were sitting up and sliding off the bed, feeling your thighs shake when your feet hit the floor,

"Where are you running off to now?"

"Water." You glanced over your shoulder at Jungkook and smiled at him, walking over to his drawer and pulling out one of his long shirts. You tugged the oversized grey t-shirt over your head and grabbed a new pair of underwear, sliding them on and making the band of the panties snap against your ass on purpose just to tease Jungkook since he had his eyes on you. You smiled cheekily at him as you pulled your hair out from under the shirt, "Be right back." You hummed and pattered out of the bedroom, leaving Jungkook to his own devices in the room.

Jungkook laid quietly on the bed for a moment before sitting up and carefully getting out of the bed. He was more sober now but not quite out his drunken state yet. He tripped over his own feet when walking over to his drawer for a pair of boxers. Taking a long moment to slide the underwear on over himself. He finally got his boxers on and up before he stride out of the room, poking his head around the corner and spotting you in the kitchen by the fridge.

You had a bottle of water to your lips, drinking down the cold liquid but your eyes were on Bam as he slept in the middle of the living room. It made Jungkook smile. You loved his dog already. He knew you'd be a great dog mom. Jungkook walked up to you and you smiled at him, passing him your bottle of water so he could take a sip. He wrapped an arm around your waist as he took the water from you, "Thank you, princess." Jungkook cooed, pressing a kiss to the side of your head and tipping the bottle to his mouth, glugging the water down before finishing the bottle and wiping the corner of his lips. He took the cap from you and tossed them into the recycling before he was circling his arms around your waist, pulling you against him,

"I was so thirsty." You laughed, leaning into Jungkook when he tugged you closer to his bodym

"I wonder why." He mused and you ignored him with a soft laugh, breaking free from his hold on you and crossing over to the kitchen counter to hop up onto it. Your legs dangled and you smiled at Jungkook, "Want some?" You picked up the bag of Banana Kick you bought and glancing over your shoulder to Bam before slowly starting to open the bag, making sure you didn't make noise as you ripped it open.

Jungkook was already at the counter with you, hands on your thighs and spreading them apart so that he could stand between them, "Yes, please." He eyed the snack in your hand before leaning closer when you started to open the bag. You took one out and held it up for Jungkook to eat it since he instantly leaned down as if you were going to feed him first. He always loved stealing your food. Good thing you hid some of your snacks away from him because you knew if you left them out in the open, he'd be helping himself to everything.

He leaned down and plucked the snack out of your fingers with his mouth as you fed it to him, tilting his head back and eating the snack up like a baby bird, "Mmm... banana." He mumbled as he chewed and you laughed softly at him, swinging your legs as you munched more on the bag of snacks in your hands before looking over at Bam once again, "He's so cute."

"What about me?"

"You aight."

"That's not what you were saying when I was just balls de-- Ow." Jungkook rubbed his arm when you slapped him as he spoke, pouting lightly at you for a second before he leaned in and pressed his lips against the tip of your nose, giving you a light peck, "Stop eating snacks and let's go to bed, baby." He wrestled the bag out of your hands and rolled it up, tucking it away neatly and shaking his head at you as you frowned, "You can finish it tomorrow. C'mon. Time to sleep. We need to try to sleep earlier." Jungkook took your hand and helped you off the counter.

"Ugh. Fine." You grumbled and hopped off the counter. It took you a second to balance yourself, wobbling slightly and clutching tight onto Jungkook's hand in yours. You pouted once more and glanced back at your precious banana kick before following behind Jungkook to your bedroom, "Can I sleep on your side of the bed, Kookie?" You looked at Jungkook when you followed behind him into the bedroom, fingers fidgeting with your t-shirt as you fluttered your eyelashes cutely at Jungkook, "I'm too lazy to change the sheets right now."

He pulled the blankets back for you on his side of the bed, "Alright. Fine. I guess I'll sleep on the wet side, you damn princess. You soaked the bed but I gotta sleep on it. You're too spoiled." Jungkook rolled his eyes at you when you jumped into his side of the bed, giggling quietly as you curled up and waited for him,

"Lay a towel down next time." You nodded and Jungkook laughed, "Remind me then." He slid into bed with you, pulling the blankets over the two of you, "Come here, honey." He mumbled, laying on his side and propping his head up into his hand. You scooted closer to him, sliding your hand up his arm and caressing over his bicep muscles, "사랑해, you know that?" Jungkook breathed out to you, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead,

"I know." You purred as he kissed your forehead, eyelashes fluttering as you leaned into his touch, "I know you do." You hummed, circling your fingertips along his skin and feeling over the rigid muscles on his body.

"Why do I feel like I never have enough time with you, Y/N?"

"Because you have to work, Jungkook." You nodded, finding Jungkook's eyes in the dark and looking into them, "But that's totally normal. I have a friend that literally sees her boyfriend once a week just because they're both busy." Your lips pressed together, moving your hand to brush your fingers over Jungkook's cheek, "Don't worry about it, Koo..."

"I want you to meet my parents, Y/N. They're asking to meet you." Jungkook suddenly blurted and you lifted your head to look at him, chuckling softly, "I told you I'll meet them. Just tell me when."

"Christmas? I usually get some time off during then."

You looked at Jungkook and leaned in, planting a gentle kiss against his forehead, "Christmas it is then."

"That means you gotta stay longer."

You were quiet for a long minute. Pulling up the mental calendar in your head and counting down the weeks until Christmas time. You took a breath before nodding, biting over your lower lip for a second then finally responding,

"I know. I'll be here."

"When...--" Jungkook started to ask but stopped himself, shaking his head. He didn't want to know when you were planning to go back, not wanting to hear the date. It would break his heart to know right now.

"What if I moved here?" You whispered to Jungkook quietly, sliding closer to him and reaching up to run your fingers through his hair as he stared at you, "What if I transferred medical schools and stayed here with you?"

Jungkook stared at you in disbelief, shifting a bit on his side and pressing his lips together before his eyes closed, "I'd like that a lot." He nodded, jaw clenching lightly to stop himself from breaking out into a full-on happy dance, "I want that, Y/N." Jungkook rolled over onto his back and you leaned over, resting your head along his chest, placing your hand over his stomach, circling lightly patterns across his skin,

"Me too, J.K..."

Your eyes closed and you continued to trail your fingers along his skin until you felt Jungkook's breathing still above you. The two of you fell silent. Giving in to the sleep making your eyes heavy. Jungkook had a long day tomorrow and you didn't want to keep him up any longer. You knew if you kept talking then he would want to engage in the conversation as well. Silence was enough for the both of you anyways. You both didn't need to talk more about you moving to Korea further. Making a silent agreement together that whatever happens, happens.

And boy, whatever happens.

Will happen.

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a/n its currently 5am when im posting this im sorry if there hella errors or nothing makes sense

pls 

thank you for the love <3