A/N - little bit of a slow chapter that i wrote during my double shift ;p pls note theres smut in this chapter too

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"Wow, it smells so good in here." You exclaimed happily when you wandered into Jungkook's house after taking your boots and coat off, trailing behind his mother as you took in the interior of the place. You could feel the warmth and love in the home the moment you walked in. And judging from the way the house was decorated, you could tell right away that Jungkook had a wonderful childhood.

You glanced at Jungkook when he zoomed past you and his mom, leaving you behind to scurry down a hallway with your bags in tow with him. You stared at your bags disappearing along with him and chewed over your lower lip. My panties... Fuck. You smoothed your fingers over your skirt and took a breath. This was fine. People went commando all the time, right? Not in front of their boyfriend's family, probably. You should have remembered to grab your underwear. Jungkook shouldn't have pitched them to the very back of Jin's car either. You don't even know why you relied on Jungkook to remember to grab your panties when he never wanted you to wear them in the first place. But oh well.

Just like we once said... Fuck now. Deal with the consequences later, right?

Now wasn't the time to be embarrassed, Y/N... You desperately wanted to impress your boyfriend's family. You were already skating on thin ice by pulling up to his home with a belt mark hidden on your neck under your sweater. Now you were treading on even thinner ice by having no underwear on. The last thing you wanted was to look like a mess in front of Jungkook's family. You had to get a hold of yourself.

Perhaps this was Jungkook's test for you all along. To get you out of your panties and then see how flustered you got when you had to function without them. He was a menace like that. Always wanting to make you overwhelmed. But to pull a stunt like this when you were meeting his family? This was new even for him. Your mind instantly started to plot ways on how to get back at him for this but you stopped and took a breath instead. Forcing a smile on your face and clasping your hands in front of your waist, twiddling your fingers absentmindedly as you followed timidly behind your boyfriend's mom. It wasn't time to plan your revenge on him right now.

...But you were definitely thinking of it for another time.

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"You have a beautiful home, Mrs. Jeon." You chirped with wide eyes, following behind your boyfriend's mom closely as you looked around in amazement. You were more at ease now that you had a pair of underwear on. A few moments ago, you managed to excuse yourself to the restroom before anything and found your bag set neatly outside of what you only could assume was Jungkook's bedroom. When you tried to open the door of his room, it was locked and you figured that of course, fucking Jungkook locked you out so he could sleep or do whatever he was doing in there with peace.

After you tugged a new pair of panties out of your bag, you quickly pulled them on in the bathroom, fixing your hair and makeup before quickly exiting the bathroom and gliding down the hallway to find Jungkook's mom in the living room. You asked her to give you a tour of her home and she eagerly started to lead you around the house. You took the interior in with an excited smile. Bright eyes wandering around the place and happily tagging behind her as she showed you around. It was amazing! There were family photos everywhere. Photos of the two sons' graduations. Awards and medals they won in school. Pictures of Jungkook and his brother as well as their accomplishments strung proudly along the walls. His parents documented everything... just like their son often did. It warmed your heart. And you could clearly see where he got his sweet, loving and humble personality from.

Yes, it was a beautiful, well-furnished and modern home. It had all the wonderful aspects of a good house. But that's not what made it a home. It wasn't full of luxuries and items that you couldn't lay your finger on. It didn't have a Gucci toilet or a golden bathtub. It had peace. It had happiness. It had love. This was a place where you could smell his mom's home cooking the moment you walked inside. The place where Jungkook could visit and let his walls break down when he needed comfort. This wasn't the house of a millionaire superstar... no.

This was the house of Jeon Jeongguk.

His safe haven.

"Baby Kookie~!" Your eyes caught a framed photo hanging along a wall of Jungkook and his brother as babies when you passed by, "How cute." You grinned, stopping to take a look at the picture. You've seen it online already but something about being in person to see it yourself felt more heartwarming than looking at it on the internet. Your fingers reached out to brush over the photo lightly as you admired it, 

"We have tons more. I can show you them later." Jungkook's mom smiled, leading you through the house. Giving you a tour of the place while you could hear your boyfriend rummaging around in his bedroom. So, he is awake? What the fuck is he doing?  You thought to yourself with a shrug, "Jungkook loved taking pictures as a child. Now he needs the perfect angle and setting." His mother commented and you chuckled in response, looking around the house with eager eyes as you listened to his mom, "Jungkook's dad and brother should be home soon." She led you back to the living room and smiled, "I will go prepare for dinner. You can always relax here or find Jungkook. I'm sure that child must have disappeared to take a nap."

"O-Oh... I can help you prepare dinner." You nodded quickly, feeling your toes wiggling in excitement within your socks as you stood in the middle of her living room, "If he's sleeping, I don't want to bother him." You nodded, reaching up to rub at the back of your neck, "He worked late last night and he slept through most of the drive here." Your face flushed involuntarily when you thought of the real reason why Jungkook was up late yesterday and you quickly shook the thought away, giving your future mother-in-law (hopefully) a smile, "Plus, it would be nice to learn how to make dishes Jungkook likes to eat." You pressed your lips together after speaking, feeling yourself become more embarrassed from how desperate you sounded.

Jungkook's mom however didn't find you desperate at all. She found you endearing more than anything. You were sweet and kind. Showing her respect the moment you walked through the door. You were beautiful too and it made his mother think of what her future grandchildren would look like already. Something about you made her heart open up to you. She could see how nervous you were around her. With your shaky fingers and rubbing at your neck. Then pulling your sweater sleeves over your wrists. She noted that you were hesitant with your words and actions too. Wanting to be careful and as respectful as possible when you spoke to her. And when she told you that she was going to start making dinner, you didn't go running to find Jungkook the moment she mentioned you could. You stayed... Wanting to help her in the kitchen instead. That was her test for you. To see if you would run off and go hide or show her how great of a companion you could be for her son. It wasn't a hard test if you loved Jungkook. The answer was right there... And you passed.

Clearly, you wanted to make a good impression on Jungkook's family and his mother could feel that. Your effort showed her how much you cared about her son and that fact alone warmed her heart the most.

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"Don't worry, Bahm. Dad will feed you in a bit." Jungkook smiled at his dog who sat at your feet near the dinner table, nuzzling over your feet and laying his head on the floor while you reached down to pet him. "My Bahmmie~" You cooed with a grin, patting over the dog, "I missed him." You smiled and looked over at Jungkook who took a seat next to you.

"We'll take him back with us tomorrow when we head home." Jungkook smiled at you, reaching down to give Bahm a pet as well then he leaned in to steal a quick peck from your lips before everyone joined you both at the table to get settled for dinner. You silently thanked God for Jungkook's brother who picked up Bahm from Jimin's care and brought the dog over to surprise both you and Jungkook. You could tell your boyfriend missed his puppy a lot and you felt happy to be reunited with your furry friend. You also got the pleasure to meet Jungkook's family dog as well as his brother's dogs and it warmed your heart to know that Bahm would never be lonely as he had his own furry hyung's to take care of him if you and Jungkook ever needed a dog sitter.

Now you were situated around the dining table, your face stained with an embarrassing blush because Jungkook's mom just had to announce that you helped her make dinner. Jungkook had his eyes narrowed at the table, eyes scanning over each plate of food and claiming that he didn't believe you were able to help prepare all the delicious looking dishes which earned him a glare and a kick at his foot from under the table from you, "Your mom guided me, okay? Shut up." You grumbled and everyone laughed, causing Jungkook's brother to declare that if he gets food poisoning, he's blaming you. "See what you did?" You glared at Jungkook who only laughed harder at you, making his mom interject to keep you both from bickering.

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"Jeongguk told us you're a dancer." Your boyfriend's father questioned you from over the dining table, a gentle smile forming along his face, "Do you plan on doing more with that?"

Your lips were at a cup of water, gulping down the liquid and taking a breath as Jungkook's father spoke to you. He didn't know you were a stripper before and Jungkook must have told him you were some sort of dancer instead. It was a relief that you didn't have to lie that much about your previous job history but still. The questioning gaze his dad gave you, made you nervous.

You could feel your boyfriend's hand over your knee under the table giving your skin a squeeze and it made you want to squirm. But you didn't. Instead, you simply returned the smile to his dad with a nod, setting your cup of water down and picking your pair of chopsticks back up, "I used to be a dancer but I— I stopped dancing...—" You paused and chuckled softly, poking over a piece of food in your plate, "I got into the University I wanted... so I... quit dancing." You swallowed hard with a nod.

Damn, something told you that his dad was expecting you to say more. But that was the truth. You didn't want to lie to them. You knew that would never work out. And if you lied, you would only dig yourself into a deeper mess.

Jungkook's mother tilted her head in curiosity, an inviting smile on her face as she spoke, "An internship? For what?" She was thoroughly intrigued by your future plans and the longer you sat there, the more overwhelmed you began to feel.

If felt as though his parents were taking careful note of everything you said. You didn't want to fuck up and start bullshitting, so you decided to be genuine. You could feel your heart rate increasing by the second, feeling a cold sweat starting to form over your skin as you sat there under the scrutiny of his family. You played with the edge of your skirt and Jungkook felt you fidgeting next to him. Jungkook's lips twitched into a small frown and he reached over under the table, taking your hand in his own and removing your fingers from your skirt. He looked over at you as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze then letting go to rest his palm over your knee again for a moment, then moved his hand to brush the tip of his finger over your thigh, tracing the words, "It's okay." along your skin with his fingertip.

It comforted you to know that Jungkook tried his hardest to make you feel better. With even the simplest touches, he was able to make you feel somewhat at ease. Your heart beat still thumped wildly in your ears. And you could feel your cheeks burning too but you put on a confident face no matter what.

Jungkook could sense you were nervous. You always felt uncomfortable when people asked questions about your personal life like this. But Jungkook knew you. He knew you were strong. And he knew you would be fine. His parents were just doing what parents do. They just wanted to know the basics. And when they asked what you did for work the first time Jungkook told them about you, he had to tell them you were a dancer for obvious purposes. Nothing was wrong with being a stripper either. Jungkook just figured he didn't need to get into all of the nitty gritty with his conservative ass parents. 

Nothing was wrong with being a dance either. His parents never tried to end his dream to be an idol. And being an idol had a lot to do with dancing and entertaining. They always encouraged him. They wouldn't discourage you either if that's what you wanted to do. They just wanted success. And if you wanted to be a dancer, they wouldn't be against it. But if they knew you were a stripper? Well... that would be a whole different story. Jungkook had no choice but to lie. And he hoped you'd forgive him for it.

"Dance, probably." His dad looked to Jungkook's mom and nodded, "Which is good, of course. My Jungkookie is the best dancer I know. I was just wondering maybe you were planning to do something else with that. Going professional or even teaching perhaps." His dad nodded, eyes crinkling as he smiled.

Lord, you could see Jungkook in him too. You sat there dumbly as you looked at his dad. His warm eyes taking you in and enveloping you like a hug within his gaze. His parents looked at you like they knew you already. How much did Jungkook tell them about you? They tried to make you feel so at ease. Tried to make you feel comfort in their home. They didn't mean anything by asking you tons of questions. They just wanted to get to know you. Just like their son. God, they raised him so right. You lowkey wanted to get down on your knees and thank your boyfriend's parents for making such a perfect son.

"Wait— Didn't Jungkook tell you guys she's gonna be a doctor?" Jungkook's brother suddenly chimed in from the other side of the table with a laugh, "You didn't tell them, bro?"

"I— I forgot." Jungkook muttered and looked over at you apologetically, "I didn't get a chance to tell them that. I've been so busy." He mumbled over to you and you quickly shushed him,

"No, no. It's okay." You mumbled, giving Jungkook an understanding smile. You shook your head and let out a small giggle, "No, the internship is not for dance..." You hummed, clearing your throat, "It's an internship with a medical school. I'm... actually waiting to hear if I got in. I should be hearing something by the end of the day." You chewed over your lower lip, hand finding Jungkook's under the table and feeling him lace his fingers with yours, giving your palm a comforting squeeze,

"Oh wow, medical school. Amazing!" His dad's demeanor changed instantly when he heard you were studying to be a doctor, "Do you have a specialty in mind yet?" He smiled at you, giving you a nod of encouragement.

Fuck. I didn't think that far yet.

You had some specialties in mind, yes. But you put all of those dreams on the back burner for some time now. Wanting to wait until you heard about your internship to even think of what you would do. You took a deep breath and glanced over to Jungkook who sat at your side, looking at you expectantly with his mouth full of food. He too, had no idea what you wanted to specialize in and this would be news for him as well, "My specialty? Hm." You smiled at then adverted your gaze to your dinner plate, fingers playing with the coaster under your cup of water as you spoke, "Dermatology, perhaps? I didn't really think a lot about it yet."

"Impressive." His father rubbed at his chin with a nod while his mom gave you an excited grin, "That's all you have to say? It's more than impressive, dear." She exclaimed while his dad chuckled, "I meant to say something more but—"

"Dad's not one for words." Jungkook beamed at you as he interjected, "Like me."

Not necessary, Jungkook.

"Damn, you're gonna make bank. Derms make more than some surgeons." Jungkook's brother blurted out and his parent's looked over at him before he continued, "Why is everyone looking at me like that? I watched enough Hospital Playlist. I know my stuff."

You started to laugh, "Hospital Playlist, huh? We need to watch that one, Koo." You whispered to Jungkook, reaching up with your freehand and patting over his hand resting on top of the table.

It was first show of physical affection towards your boyfriend in front of his parents and Jungkook's head snapped to look at you from the contact, immediately taking your hand and lacing his fingers with yours in front of his parents, eyes full of amazement and wonder. He was about to say something along the lines of suddenly wanting to be a house husband but his mom cut him off, leaning closer towards you from across the table as she spoke,

"Medical school is a long time. What about marriage? children?"

You had just shoved a chopstick full of food into your mouth when she questioned you. Your eyes went wide and you immediately thought of the time you missed your birth control. Your mind then wandered to the pregnancy test hidden in the cupboard of your bathroom and you swallowed hard, shaking your head as you felt Jungkook shift next to you, hips lips parting to speak as he chewed his food.

He better not say some dumb shit.  You thought to yourself.

"You know it's not time for that yet, 엄마. We'll get there when we get there. Can I just enjoy my youth first? I had no life until now." Jungkook almost whined as he spoke to his mom. Cheeks stuffed with food as he talked, making you roll your eyes at him.

"I know, son. I know... You're getting older... But so is 아빠 and I. Enjoy your youth, yes. But think about the future. I'd like to be a grandma one day." She nodded, hand in her cheek as she studied the two of you, her eyes glancing to the matching rings on your fingers, "A simple wedding would be nice. You agree with me right, Y/N? Nothing too extravagant. A traditional ceremony and then you are both free to do as you please. 3 kids would be enough for the two of you, right? 2 boys, 1 girl. Doesn't that sound nice, son?"

Excuse me? Is she really planning our wedding and how many kids we should have?  Red Flag. Red FLAG. 

"Uh-" You looked to Jungkook for help who just simply stared back at you as well, his round eyes digging into yours before he looked over to his mom and dad as he spoke, "Mom, I don't think we're ready for that yet. There's still so much we want to do. Plus, I proposed to her last night with a straw wrapper on the street next to a snack stall. And she still said yes. But that's not enough for me. So... Can I have some time to find a ring my girlfriend deserves at least? Also, can't hyung get hitched first? He's been single his entire life!"

"Yah. I'm single by choice. These ladies aren't even ready for me yet."

"Yeah sure. Let's go with that." Jungkook retorted, both of them beginning to bicker.

You were thankful for the two brothers starting to go it because you knew now wasn't the time to talk or think about marriage and kids. You liked the way things were right now. You didn't want anything to change. Jungkook could propose to you with a million straw wrappers but you knew he wasn't ready himself. Children were a whole other problem on their own. Jungkook still acted like a baby most of the time too. You knew you wouldn't be able to deal with two of him at that. Or three like his mother wants. No way.

Not yet at least.

You dodged that bullet for now but something told you, Jungkook's parents weren't about to let it go.      

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You wandered out of the kitchen after helping Jungkook's mom clean up and do the dishes when you had finished with dinner. You had spent the rest of your meal allowing his family to interrogate and you honestly had to say you were already exhausted. They talked a lot. Especially Jungkook. He was the baby of Bangtan and also his family. He loved being babied by everyone and would physically pout when he got ignored. Jungkook did the same thing around Bangtan too and you didn't know whether you wanted to kiss him or punch for it.

Either way, you were glad he tried to stray the attention away with you at times. Bringing up random projects his member's had upcoming and the many activities they were busy preparing for whenever his parents tried to ask you questions about yourself. They didn't need to know every little detail about you. Jungkook knew you needed your privacy respected and he wanted to protect you.

You searched for Jungkook and spotted him outside, the back of his head resting against the window leading out to a veranda. You could see his hair blowing with the cool evening wind and it made you start to smile at the sight of him. He was so at ease being back in his hometown and it warmed your heart to see how peaceful he was. All you wanted was for him to be happy and you were so grateful to be there as part of his happiness. You smiled when you saw his brother pop up by the door of the same veranda, holding up a bottle of soju and showing it to you,

"Come have a drink with us, Y/N." Jungkook's brother called out to you from the balcony and you chuckled, spotting a tiny Jungkook look over his shoulder at you through the window, nodding with his head to beckon you over to them.

"Hang on." You smiled, feeling your phone buzzing within the pocket of your skirt. You held you finger up to Jungkook as you took your phone out of your pocket, gesturing to him that you were going to take the call you were receiving.

You glanced down at the caller I.D and Jungkook was already making his way into the living room from the veranda, rushing over to you as you stood there frozen with your phone in hand, "Is that who I think it is?" He asked and you looked at him with wide eyes, nodding several times and swallowing hard,

"I can't answer, J.K. What if I got rejected?" You whispered out breathlessly and Jungkook shook his head, "You gotta answer, baby. You're about to miss the whole call." He pleaded with you to pick up the phone and you finally pressed on your phone screen to answer the call with a sigh,

"Yes, this is Y/N..." You croaked out, eyes on Jungkook's as you pressed the phone to your ear. Your breath immediately hitched in your throat and Jungkook knew what that meant. He had a wide smile on his face, hands going up and instantly beginning to cheer as you covered your mouth to refrain from squealing.

You thanked the professor several times over the phone before getting off the call and practically flinging yourself into Jungkook's embrace, exclaiming with excitement to him as you latched onto his body, "I got in!" You squeaked and Jungkook picked you up off the floor, spinning around with you in his arms, a proud grin along his lips as he hugged you tight,

"I never had a doubt, honey. I knew you'd get in." Jungkook gave you a squeeze before setting you down onto your feet with a smile, cupping your cheeks and pulling you closer to him, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, "I'm so proud of you, baby. I really am."

"I start after the new year." You breathed, hands shaking in both excitement and nervousness together as you slid them around Jungkook's waist, pressing your face into his chest after he kissed your forehead, "I can't believe it, Jungkook." You mumbled, eyes closing in relief.

"I can. I can believe it. I knew you could do it." Jungkook smiled proudly, reaching up to brush his fingers through your hair, "So, does this mean...—" He wrapped you up in his arms, rubbing over your back soothingly as you hugged him, "I don't want to push you but—"

You peeled your face back from within Jungkook's wide chest and craned your neck to look up at him, your eyes glassy and brimmed with tears, "Yes... It means I'm moving here, Jungkook." You finished his sentence with a smile, tiptoeing up to him and pressing a light kiss to his lips, "I'm moving to Korea."

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Jungkook's parents had long retired to bed after dinner and you, Jungkook and his brother were now left to your own devices. You played cards with Jungkook and his brother while enjoying 소맥 and your favorite flavors of soju. Listening to all the funny and embarrassing stories Jungkook's brother told you about their childhood. You all celebrated your acceptance into the internship program with drinks and laughter while Bahm and the rest of the dogs played in the living room of the house. It all felt so surreal. Sometimes you felt you were living in a dream. If this was a dream, you didn't want to wake up. Life felt perfect. Too perfect.

Now it was time for bed. You were tired and the nerves of having to meet Jungkook's family as well as receiving your internship acceptance all in one day had finally calmed down and the energy you had now turned into pure exhaustion.

After everyone went to bed, you disappeared to the bathroom, stepping into the shower after hanging your towel up and letting the hot water of the shower caress over your skin as you stood there, going deep into thought as you looked down at your nails then inspected over your skin, fingers running along your body before finally tipping your head back to wet your hair. Your eyes were closed as you lathered your hair with shampoo, peeking one eye open when you heard movement outside of the bathroom door. You knew it. You knew Jungkook would find you here. You just didn't think he would want to join you. Not at his parent's house. 

He truly had no shame, did he?

It didn't take long until you heard the door knob of the bathroom twisting open, seeing Jungkook's silhouette appearing through the shower door. You were already halfway through your shower routine when he walked in and you sighed, back pressing into the shower wall as he slid the door open to join you, "You shouldn't be in here, Jungkook." You muttered quietly and stared at him as he slid into the shower, a chuckle escaping his lips as he spoke,

"Everyone's asleep." Jungkook's eyes were instantly glued to your body under the water and you could see how fast they his demeanor changed. Going from the normal, doe-eyed prince you knew and loved to the lustful, sinful creature that made you act like a porn star. He entered the shower with a smile, appreciating how good you looked with the hot water trickling down your body.

The bathroom was already steamy and Jungkook could feel his mind go foggy the same way the shower doors were right now. You were gorgeous this way. He couldn't stop thinking it. He had the same thoughts every day. Every moment. Every second he looked at you. Gorgeous...

Jungkook never had much of a type. Never being experienced enough to know what he liked until he met you. He was captivated by you. From the flow of your hair under the water as you stood there to your skin tone that was slightly flushed from the heat of the shower. His gaze traced over the shape of your eyes as you looked at him, getting lost within your gaze then dropping to the curve of your lips, admiring the inviting color they were and then his eyes were roaming lower now. Trailing over your body. Taking in every inch of you. Every dot and mark you thought was an imperfection, Jungkook thought it was perfect. He thought all of you was perfect. You were everything to him.

"That just makes it worse." You grumbled, the gentle octave of your voice hauling Jungkook back to reality. He had to control himself. You were right. This was his parent's house. His mom wasn't the type to mind her business like his dad and brother. If she thought there was any funny business going on, you best believe she would march right into the bathroom and asked the two of you what was happening. It was way too risky. But Jungkook was at a point in his life where he didn't care about anything anymore. He was tired of hiding and creeping around.

Of course, this situation was different. You showed his family nothing but respect and he wasn't about to do anything that could potentially change the way his family already felt about you. How did they feel anyways? Easy. They accepted you already. They liked you. They approved of you. Jungkook faintly heard his dad tell his mom after dinner that he thought you were going to be a perfect daughter-in-law. It made him want to run a lap around the entire house in excitement but he contained his happiness. He knew they would love you anyways. There was no way they couldn't. His parents falling in love with you had nothing to do with Jungkook either. All the kudos and props went to you for making them do that.

When Jungkook wasn't an idol and was in the safe security of his family's house, he was just a regular kid. His celebrity status was nothing when he was at home. It had no influence on why his parents warmed up to you. It was the way you treated his parents. The excitement you had in your eyes to do anything. You helped his mom with dinner and even stayed back to help clean up with her after. You shared dad jokes with his father and even bonded with his brother. It was out of your comfort zone but you carried yourself better than Jungkook had expected. He thought you would go running for the front door when his mom and dad started digging too deep into your life with the questions but you didn't shy away from them or close yourself off. Instead, you answered them truthfully and showed them the upmost respect. And that's why his parents fell in love with you. They thought you were exactly what Jungkook needed. The missing piece of him.

Jungkook was glad to know he wasn't the only person that thought that.

"Fine, move. Little brat." Your boyfriend grumbled and pushed you gently to make space for him. He was terrified to start anything anyways. Not with his parents' bedroom two steps from the bathroom, "You're too loud anyways." He teased and you sent a punch to his back in response, almost knocking him into the shower wall. Jungkook yelped and shot you a look over his shoulder, "Stop hogging the water. It's my turn." Jungkook complained as he pushed you away again when you tried to get under the stream,

"Asshole." You grumbled and turned away from Jungkook when he shoved you aside to get under the water more. You barely glanced at him as he stood under the water with you but it was more than enough to make your stomach clench. Fuck, he was so annoying... but so fucking hot. You glared at Jungkook's broad back, daggers shooting out of your eyes while you watched him. Your eyes trailed over his form and you had to force yourself to look away, turning your attention to the steam against the shower doors instead, watching the water trickling down the shower wall and then glancing down at your own body before looking over your shoulder at Jungkook again.

You couldn't help it. Jungkook was like a magnet. Pulling you in every single time and making you ogle him as if you had been starving. His body was glorious. Muscles stretching and contracting as he simply lifted a bottle of body wash off a stand. It was a heavenly sight to see indeed but you had to remind yourself that you were in his parent's house for fucks sake. Get it together, Y/N. You chanted to yourself in your mind, shaking your head to clear your thoughts and running your fingers through your wet hair, sighing quietly under your breath. Jungkook was too casual around you sometimes. Slipping carelessly into the bathroom of his parent's house while you showered as if it was no big deal. It felt sinful being in the shower with him while his parents were asleep in the next room.

But Jungkook didn't care... he stopped caring about a lot of shit a long time ago.

"It's too hot." Jungkook complained and immediately changed the water temperature, sighing in approval as the water went from scorching hot to warm, "Better." He mumbled to himself, tipping his head back and letting the warm water hit his face as he closed his eyes. "I won't do anything. I promise." He mumbled to you as he turned around to face you, stepping further into the water and letting the shower wet his hair, turning his already dark hair to pitch black, gluing the locks against his forehead and allowing the water to drip down his face and body as he looked at you, "Unless you want me to." Jungkook smiled at you when he spoke, a stupid but insanely attractive grin forming along his lips as if he was begging you to climb him like a tree in that very shower.

You weren't going to let anything happen in here and you instantly reached over and ripped your towel off a hook on the wall, shaking your head vigorously as you wrapped it around yourself, "In your fucking dreams." You muttered and shot him a look as you stepped out of the shower, hearing Jungkook start to laugh behind you deviously. In my dreams... You thought to yourself, drying your feet off and quickly exiting the bathroom to head straight to Jungkook's room, shutting the door behind you and closing your eyes as you rested the back of your head against the door with a deep sigh.

He was too tempting.

You pulled yourself off the door and flipped the lights to Jungkook's room on, quirking a brow at the interior of the bedroom. "What a nerd." You mumbled to yourself as you looked at the Big Bang and Girls Generation posters hanging along a wall near his bed, chuckling to yourself as you scanned over the various figurines and collections of comics, trading cards of some sort of game you couldn't recognize and other miscellaneous items that Jungkook must have obsessed over as a teenager too. It was cute. He was such a dork sometimes and you lowkey loved it. 

You reached for your bag after drying yourself off and found your lounge clothes, pulling on a pair of comfortable underwear along with a pair of baggy sweats and an oversized hoodie, pulling the hoodie strings so that the hood of the sweater shrunk into a bunch, tying the strings to make the top of the hoodie close around your neck to hide the gnarly belt bruise showing on your skin. You slung your wet hair into a towel and turned around when you heard Jungkook's footsteps shuffling from the bathroom to join you in the bedroom, "I knew you loved these girls more than me but I didn't know you were that big of a fanboy." You pointed to the array of several different girl group's merchandise he had all over his desk and Jungkook started to laugh, shaking his head quickly,

"Are you jealous?" Jungkook responded with a smile on his face as he slung his towel over his shoulder, fingers brushing through his wet hair, "I'm not even into them anymore. I got something better right in front of me." He looked over at you with a grin, shaking his wet hair out like Bahm always did after you both gave him a bath, making you start to giggle at the way he was acting, "Are you sleepy, peach? I was hoping you could stay up a bit with me tonight. Maybe we could celebrate  your internship." He caught your gaze and winked at you, a bunny smile stretching over his cherry-colored lips and making you instantly look away from him.

You rolled your eyes at Jungkook and took a seat on the edge of his bed, letting out a small laugh, "No, I don't get jealous for nothing like you." You teased, watching his every move and stretching out on his bed as you laid back a bit. You watched him get dressed, swallowing thickly as your eyes roamed over his shirtless form while he slipped on his favorite necklace around his neck and then dropping to the pair of grey sweatpants hanging loose at his hips after he pulled them on. Fuck this guy, seriously. He knew what he was doing. A teasing smile along his lips as he strolled around the bedroom looking like a whole meal. Scratch that, a grand buffet.

This wasn't going to work. Not this time. No. Nay. Maybe you needed to sleep on the couch or something.

"We can stay up, yeah. But we're not "celebrating" so wipe that smile off your dumb ass face." You nodded sternly at Jungkook, flipping over onto your stomach and looking over at him from over your shoulder as you laid crossways over his bed, "Are you sure I can even sleep here? I mean... your parents are okay with me just sharing a bed with you?" You blinked at Jungkook and he started to laugh, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he looked at you,

"Are you kidding me, babe?" Jungkook started to laugh quietly, tossing his towel aside and crossing over to his dresser, grabbing a simple white t-shirt and sliding it over his head as he spoke, "My parents know we live together. You're aware of that, right?" Jungkook mumbled as his head poked out of the top of his shirt, pulling the t-shirt over his body with a huff, "You're more innocent than I thought, aren't you." He teased, fixing his clothes as he walked over to you, hands resting over your lower back then trailing down to give your ass a pat as he leaned down to you on the bed, "It's fine if we share a bed together. My parents don't care. Quit stressing." Jungkook leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead then another kiss to the top of your head before pulling back and straightening up, pointing to the door of his bedroom with a smile, "Now, get out for a second. I need two minutes to set something up."

...

"Koo... open up."

"Close your eyes first." Jungkook chuckled from within the bedroom and you groaned, pressing your cheek and ear against the door, trying to listen to what he's doing, "Eyes closed, baby or you can sleep in the living room." He mumbled as if he could tell you were trying to eavesdrop on what he was up to.

You rolled your eyes, placing your hands on your hips as you complained, "Last time you had me close my eyes, I ended up with your belt around my neck. What's happening now?" You muttered while you stood outside of Jungkook's bedroom door with a whine, standing there impatiently with your hands over your eyes as your boyfriend instructed you to cover them from the other side of the bedroom door.

Of course, he had yet another surprise for you again.

"Okay, come in now." Jungkook chuckled and unlocked the door for you, pulling it open a bit and allowing for you to walk into the room as he took a seat on the floor of the bedroom, "We couldn't have Christmas at our place so I brought it here for you, baby." Jungkook was sitting on the carpet of his bedroom beside a tiny Christmas tree with the cheekiest smile on his face.

You covered your mouth as you walked into the bedroom. hiding the wide and dorky looking grin forming on your face as you looked at the tree and then at Jungkook, "Oh, Kookie... you didn't have to do this." You started to laugh, removing your hands from over your mouth and reaching up to pull the towel you still had wrapped around your hair off, letting your damp locks fall as you set the towel down, "Is this what you were busy building when I was with your mom when we got here?" You giggled, shaking your hair out as you walked over to Jungkook, plopping down onto the floor with next to him near the tree. You leaned over to look at the tree, letting out a pleased laugh. He even decorated and hung string lights around it, "How sweet of you." You looked at Jungkook and smiled, reaching up with one hand and cupping under his chin, turning his face towards yours, "Thank you, J.K." You beamed at him happily, pulling his face over to you as you scooted closer to him, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss against his lips.

Jungkook smiled, lips stretching into a grin, that sexy yet adorable lip ring of his shining at you like it was teasing you, "You're welcome, honey." He leaned into you, following your lead as you came closer to kiss him. 

He was excited to kiss as you both hadn't had much contact since you got to his house. He avoided kissing you around his family. Yes, Jungkook loved showing his affection for you in any way he could. But around his parents? It felt weird. And you were okay with that because you felt the same way. It was just too awkward to be kissing and touching in front of people you respected. That was just yours and Jungkook's humble opinion. Everyone was different, of course. Jungkook couldn't wait to kiss you and when you finally pressed your lips against his, he wasted no time. Soft lips pressing back against yours and reeling you into a tender kiss once you closed the space between the two of you. He reached up with one hand and cupped your face, slowly starting to move his lips against yours.

You dropped your hand from under Jungkook's chin and placed it over his thigh instead, feeling over the soft material of his sweatpants as you kissed him. Your lips moved against each other's leisurely for a moment. Enjoying the sweet taste of the soju off one another's mouth that you shared with each other earlier. Enjoying the feel of Jungkook's soft lips against yours and the way he smiled against your mouth as if he just won a prize. It was a slow kiss. Neither of you wanting to be sloppy or noisy as Jungkook's parent's room was right next to his. It was slow but tender. Full of the love and passion you felt for each other. Full of the happiness you both felt to finally share a kiss after a long day. It made Jungkook's heart race each time he kissed you and once he started, he couldn't stop.

Soon enough you were seated in Jungkook's lap, arms wrapped snug around his neck and his back bracing against the leg of his bed, the lights of the Christmas tree making the room dim and setting a mood that the both of you couldn't afford to be in right now. But that never stopped the two of you. Your fingers were buried deep within Jungkook's soft hair, curling your fingers into the locks and then trailing to rest at the back of his neck, your freehand holding tight against his shoulder. Lips molding together like you were made for each other, tongues flicking over one another's until you both ran out of breath then Jungkook had his face in your neck, making your drop your head backwards and allowing him to press heated kisses along your skin until you had to drag you both back to reality.

"We can't, Jungkook... your parents are next door." You whispered quietly, removing your hand from the back of his neck to cup his cheek, studying his face as you looked into his eyes.

You marveled at the way Jungkook's lidded eyes trailed over your face then dropped to your chest almost as though he had vision to see through your hoodie or something, "I know." He muttered in disappointment and sighed, sliding his arms around your waist and pressing you tighter against his chest, trailing his fingers up your lower back, "But I want to." He whispered, the tip of his tongue darting out from his mouth to lick over his lips, pressing them together after in frustration, his precious dimples peeking out at you as he sat there trying to control the pent threatening to start pitching within his pants.

You shook your head as you stared at him, "We can't." You whispered breathlessly, eyes wandering from his lips to his face and feeling your stomach flip as you looked at him. How much longer would you have to feel this way? You thought you would be over the butterflies by now. But as the days went by and your relationship with Jungkook progressed, you felt all the more sprung for him. You felt weak around him all the time. He was just too pretty for words sometimes and you didn't know what to do with yourself, "Let's just... distract ourselves. Watch a movie or something?" You suggested, reaching over to his nightstand and picking up the remote to his T.V sitting on top of his desk, turning it on and opening up Netflix, "I've been meaning to watch this movie." You mumbled as you scrolled through the top 10 Netflix recommendations and stopped, looking over to your boyfriend with a smile, "Can we watch it?" You moved off his lap and was about to jump onto the bed but Jungkook stopped you, hauling you back to him as he spoke.

"Alright fine." Jungkook nodded his head with a pained smile, leaning his back against the leg of his bed once more as you slid off his lap, reaching out and grabbing the back of your hoodie and pulling you back to him just as you were about to climb into his bed, "Wait a sec. I got a better movie." He nodded and tugged his phone out of his pocket with a hum, unlocking it and licking over his lower lip, "It's pretty exclusive. Not even released yet." He smiled over at you as you slid over next to him curiously, resting your chin along his shoulder,

"What's it called?"

Jungkook started to laugh at your innocence while he opened up the gallery on his phone, "You tell me." He pressed play on the video and your head instantly shot up off his shoulder, pressing your lips together as you reached up and covered your mouth,

"Jeon Jeongguk. Turn it off." You whispered even though you really wanted to yell at him but you were scared to wake his family up, "Come on. Seriously!" You whined and tried to grab his phone, slowly finding yourself starting to laugh along with him as he shook his head and turned the volume down on the phone a bit,

"Nah." Jungkook mumbled, leaning back as he held his phone in his lap and started to watch the recording he had of you from last night.

"You're so annoying. How can you just sit there and watch..." You lowered your voice as you leaned closer to him, "...Our porn?" You raised your brows and glanced down at the phone in his hands, catching a glimpse of the video.

Damn, you looked good. You thought you looked like a hot mess that night but you were wrong. Your attention was caught and suddenly you were interested to see what Jungkook was so intrigued by, "Let me see." You muttered and Jungkook's head snapped towards you, a smirk along his lips as he held the phone between the two of you, turning the brightness up on the phone a bit but keeping the volume low for obvious purposes. The sides of your heads were pressed together as you watch the replay of the video and you truly didn't know where to look. First, your eyes were fixated on your ass wiggling and jiggling whenever Jungkook touched you. Then they were glued to your boyfriend's veiny hands. Eyeing the tattoos on his fingers as he brushed over your skin. Then the part where he tied your hands together came up. Followed by the notorious belt scene. It felt like you were watching full on porn and you couldn't believe how sexy it was. How sexy you were.

It was fascinating. You were far more flexible than what you gave yourself credit for and Jungkook seemed more experienced than what he thought of himself. You both were quiet as you watched the events playing out on the screen in front of you and you had to say, you missed that night more than anything now. You watched the way your boyfriend fucked you. It was barbaric almost. Truly unlike anything he had ever done with you before. Watching yourself and Jungkook on his phone had you wondering how much more could he do? What other fantasies did he have? He was freakier than you thought. You were always a certified freak but this was a whole other level. It was so hot.

You reached down and tapped at the phone screen. You both were 20 minutes into the video but you couldn't do it anymore. It was too overwhelming. Jungkook seemed to be enjoying himself. He tried to keep his expression stoic but you could tell from his big, sparkly eyes that he was infatuated with what he was seeing.

"Give me this." You grumbled while you shook your head and plucked the phone out of Jungkook's hand. Locking it and tossing the device over onto the bed, "Great movie but I think the real thing is better." You whispered and Jungkook nodded in response, letting out a quiet chuckle,

"Do you want the real thing now?" He smiled at you and your attention when to his bedroom door then back to Jungkook.

You reached over to the remote on the bed and turned the volume up a bit on the T.V, letting the noises of the movie you put on fill the room. It wasn't too loud but it was enough to drown out any noises you might end up making knowing yourself. You glanced back at Jungkook and the two of you exchanged a knowing look for a moment before you sighed and scooted over to him, "Your bed creaks." You mumbled flatly and chewed over your lower lip.

Jungkook had you on your back on the floor in seconds, pushing you to lay down on the plush carpet, climbing over you and settling himself between your legs, a coy smile along his lips as he looked you over, "Then the floor is better." He mumbled and with that, he had you pulled into a fiery kiss. Lips crashing heatedly against yours. He pressed his waist against yours and you could immediately feel his growing erection forming within his sweatpants. He must have really enjoyed watching that video. He was throbbing already and it made you let out a small noise of surprise against his lips,

"Slow down, Jungkook. I'm not running away." You muttered against Jungkook's mouth as you kissed him back, reaching behind you and picking up a discarded plushie sitting on Jungkook's floor. You placed the plush behind your head to use as a makeshift pillow, feeling more comfortable now as your eyelids fluttered and your hands grabbed over Jungkook's shoulders to hold him in place as he started to roam his hands over your body.

"No." Jungkook mumbled under his breath, pushing your hoodie up until it was bunched around your neck, "Did you see yourself in that video? How breathtaking you were?" He whispered, leaning down and trailing his lips down between your chest while his freehand reached up and grabbed over your breast, squeezing over it lightly as he spoke, "How can I take it slow when you look like this?" Jungkook was spiralling. Diving into madness and set to go on a frenzy with your body. He knew he needed to calm down but he was too turned on to stop at this point to even think.

You had your hands in his hair when he started to press warm kisses along your chest. The way he glided his soft lips and that lip piercing along your skin instantly made your body erupt in goosebumps. Your head spun as it fell back while he massaged over your breast, your fingers wrapping tight around his hair tugging on the locks weakly. You were a mess already. Feeling the increasing heat rising in your body. Fuck that video. You didn't think it would do anything to you. Didn't think watching yourself get your back blown out by your boyfriend would have any effect on you. But you were wrong. So wrong. Your lips parted to speak but instead you moaned quietly in response to Jungkook, your eyes squeezing closed when you felt him flicking and sucking his tongue over your nipple, "J-Jungkook. We have to be quiet." You whispered breathlessly, your thighs already beginning to quake, "Take your time or we're gonna be caught."

"We won't." Jungkook reassured you with a hum, pulling his head back from your chest and leaning over you, dipping his head down and pressing his lips against yours, "Just trust me." He rasped, breaking away from your mouth to speak, "You trust me, don't you?" He questioned you with a smile, running a hand down your stomach to the waistband of your sweatpants. You nodded your head once to him and flickered your gaze up to Jungkook's face, giving him yet another nod before you felt him inching his hand into your sweatpants. You blushed a bit and propped yourself up onto your elbows, legs spreading and inviting Jungkook to push his hand lower into your sweatpants. He clicked his tongue when he felt over your underwear and shook his head.

"What did I say about panties?" Jungkook muttered and your toes curled at the sound of his voice. He had changed so much since you first met him. He was so different now with you. Being adorable one moment and then the next he was giving you shit for wearing underwear around him. You didn't answer him when he questioned you. Only simply raised your hips as he ran his hand over the front of your underwear with a smile, "Not even an answer for me today, huh? What happened? You were talking big in the shower when you didn't want anything from me. Now you can't say a word, hm?" Jungkook teased you and you shook your head at him,

"Shut up. You knew I wanted you." You took a breath, feeling him slide his hand into your panties as you spoke, "I was just trying to be responsible." You nodded, your mouth dropping open as he finally touched your aching core. You inhaled sharply and closed your eyes, "God, that feels so good." You whispered, forcing yourself to keep your legs opened as he pressed his fingers up against you, starting to circle around your clit slowly. You leaned up on your elbows to Jungkook when he met your lips, pressing a kiss against them,

"We've never been responsible, babe. Don't try to act like you are now." He hummed against your mouth, "I know what you really are." He whispered, his tongue flicking over your lower lip as his fingers circled skillfully over your clit.

Yeah, no experience my ass. You thought to yourself.

You could hardly speak while listening to him. Jungkook made you feel drunk and stupid from his touch. You wanted to say something. To praise him. To tell a story about how good he made you feel. But you weren't going to tell him anything today though. He thrived off your compliments but today, he was being too cocky. The thrill of potentially getting caught made Jungkook jittery with excitement. Making him feel invincible since he almost got caught earlier with you in Jin's car too. There was a strong feeling of adrenaline coursing through his veins and when his fingers started to glide over your soaked core that only seemed to be getting wetter as the seconds went by, Jungkook groaned under his breath, shaking his head and letting his messy hair fall over his eyes before reeling you in for yet another passionate kiss.

You wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up when he groaned. And that was your plan when your lips parted but instead you moaned softly into his mouth and Jungkook used that chance to push his tongue into your mouth, flicking his tongue over yours then starting to swirl it together. So much for not wanting to be sloppy. His freehand was rested against the floor below you and even though you were both on the floor of his bedroom, he was still towering over you. His body hunched over yours as he sat on his knees between your thighs. You pulled back from his mouth when you felt his middle finger gliding over your entrance, pushing into you slightly,

"Jesus, can you hear yourself?" Your devil of a boyfriend smirked at you when he pulled away from your lips, leaning so close to your face that when his breath fanned over your skin, your eyelashes fluttered. He made you listen to the sound your body made when his finger pushed into you with a playful grin along his lips, "You always get so wet." He smiled at you innocently although the words he said were pure filth.

Hearing him speak made you want to slap the shit out of him but you kept your cool, "I wonder who gets me this way?" You questioned with a hum, your teeth dragging over you lower lip as you leaned up once more and pressed a gentle kiss against Jungkook's lips, "Touch me like this." You whispered against his mouth and then pulled away, reaching down to his hand in your pants and placing your hand over his, guiding his finger in you. You made him push his digit deeper into you, causing you to moan in approval, moving your hand from his and holding onto his wrist while his finger curled inside of you, "Now give me something better." You commanded with a nod.

"I'll give you something better..." Jungkook started to speak, keeping his eyes glued to you and his finger still inside of you, "But you gotta promise to keep your mouth shut when I give it to you." He gave you a smile, his thumb moving to rub over the throbbing bud of your clit while he pushed his finger into you, "Can you do that for me?" Jungkook asked, his eyes burning into your face as he watched you react to the added pleasure of his thumb pressing over your clit.

Your head dropped back against the plushie under your head and you pressed your lips together, struggling to come up with a response. You knew Jungkook loved to see you melting in response to him. He always got a kick out of seeing you suffering this way. You didn't want to give him that satisfaction today. Yes, he brought out the sub in you but that was enough for today. You swallowed hard and licked over your lower lip, nodding quickly as you spoke, "I'll be quiet. I'll try."

"You're not gonna try. You're gonna do it." Jungkook muttered and pulled his hand out of your pants, leaning down and cupping your chin with his freehand, squeezing your cheeks together and making you open your mouth for him, "Show me how bad you want me. Jungkook rasped under his breath to you, pushing the finger that he just had buried deep inside of you into your mouth.

You instantly wrapped your lips around his finger without his command and sucked over the digit, pulling your head back with a smile as you took his finger out of your mouth. Jungkook watched you with eyes only growing increasingly dark and simply shook his head, "Damn. You sure you'll be able to stay quiet?" He laughed at you as he pulled back, grabbing at the waistband of your sweatpants and helping you take them off.

"I told you that I'll try. Never said I'd make any promises." You lifted your hips and allowed Jungkook to pull your sweatpants off. You glanced to your side when the lights of the christmas tree beside the two of you cascaded along your faces. Making Jungkook look like the sun. The light bounced off his honey-colored skin. Making his tattoos and piercings glisten almost. Making him glow. You admired him for a moment as he worked on taking your pants off. He caught your gaze and looked at you, giving you a smile, "Keep looking at me."

Your eyes were stuck to his, swallowing each other up with your gazes as you let him pull your panties down and off you. He yanked them off your body with a snap and made you lay down on your back, "I was hoping you'd say you would try to be quiet." Jungkook mumbled and bunched your panties up into a ball, leaning down to you and giving your cheek a light slap as he spoke, "Say 'ah'." He muttered and your lips parted instantly, "Good girl." He praised you and you flushed a bit. 

It always hit different when he called praised you. Jungkook could make you do anything when he talked to you this way. You lived to hear him whisper sweet nothings to you. It was crazy how easy it was for him to break your walls down and without a second thought, you had your mouth open for him, squeaking in surprise when Jungkook pushed your panties into your mouth to gag you, "That'll keep you quiet for a long time." He smiled in triumph and pulled back, taking a look at you with a proud grin along his face.

You were laid on the carpet of his bedroom, your legs squeezed together out of shame and your sweater bunched around your chest, breasts pressing together as your hands reached up and felt over Jungkook's creative gag in your mouth. Your boyfriend could feel the excitement bubbling within himself as he looked at you. He wished he could take a picture of you to remember forever and he almost reached for his phone to do it but he didn't want to humiliate you any further. You were too good to him that night with his tripod. He didn't want to push his limit.

It felt as if you would soak out onto the floor from how wet you were because of Jungkook's actions. How did he manage to come up with this shit on the spot? Was he sure when he said he's never been this way with anyone else? Lying ass. You needed to know the truth. Jimin would always tell you if Jungkook was lying or not. Your sounds were muffed against the panties in your mouth and you shook your head slightly, staring up at Jungkook with almost pleading eyes as you watched him start to peel the waistband of his sweats and boxers down, a coy smile along his lips while he watched.

"Did you say something?" He asked you knowing full well you couldn't respond. There was nothing but the sounds of your small whimpers and the T.V in the background, "Ah... Silence." Jungkook grinned playfully at you, eyes glancing down to your thighs squeezed shut. He clicked his tongue and started to laugh, "Do you want this dick or not, baby?"

You nodded quickly and tried to say yes but your response only came out sounding like a useless whimper. Jungkook laughed in response to your noises. Just like the absolute devil he was. He crossed his arms over his chest and raised a brow, "Then spread your legs." He smiled, nodding in approval as you blinked at him then lowered your eyes, pulling your legs apart and twitching lightly as you laid there for him, "Mhm." He hummed with a proud smile and slid his sweatpants down a bit more, leaning down to you as he took his length in his hand when it became free from the confines of his sweats and boxers.

You barely got a look at his cock since Jungkook was already taking his length and pressing it up against you. You shifted and the plush you were using as a pillow slipped out from under your head which caused you smack the back of your head into the floor under you when you laid your head down but it didn't seem to bother you too much. Jungkook only let out a chuckle when you made a small noise when your head hit the floor but after that, he was grabbing at your thigh, pushing your leg up higher as he fit himself between your thighs, taking his cock and pressing it up against your clit before he leaned down, placing his hands against the floor next to either side of you and starting to grind his cock up against your clit.

He grunted softly at the contact, feeling the pleasure shoot up his back and make his jaw clench from the angle and sensation of him grinding his cock against you, "God damn... 씨발. This feels so fucking good." Jungkook swore under his breath, his eyes closing for a second before they flashed open again, dark eyes gluing to yours and the two of you staying locked with each other's gazes as he grinded against you, "I know you can't talk so just nod or shake your head when I talk to you." He muttered and waited for you to respond to him.

You instantly flinched at the intense yet sudden contact of his length pressing up against your clit. It felt amazing and your entire body flushed at the feeling. You gasped and ended up gagging on the panties in your mouth at the same time, your eyes shutting tight together from it. You could already see stars behind your eyelids when your eyes closed and you moaned, wishing you could tell Jungkook not to stop. You reached for him, grabbing onto his arms resting near either side of you, your nails digging into the fabric of his t-shirt and feeling over the rock-hard muscles along his arms. You whimpered softly and lifted your hips a bit more, trying to make Jungkook grind harder against you before your eyes started to open as Jungkook spoke to you. You stared up into his deep yet warm gaze, allowing him to eat you up with his stare. You started to nod slowly, mumbling 'yes' against your panties to no avail. You realized there was no way Jungkook would understand what you were saying so you just nodded several more times, letting out soft noise against the material in your mouth.

Jungkook smiled at you and leaned in, "That's my girl." He hummed, pressing a kiss against the corner of your lips.

He balanced his weight so that he didn't collapse on top of you when he pressed his cock up harder against your clit, making you huff and moan quietly against your gag. He chuckled at your response to his movements and felt you lifting your legs up higher to get him to do more. Jungkook knew you almost had enough of his teasing. It was about time for you to pull the gag out of your mouth and yell at him to fuck you. He didn't want you to lose your shit on him so he moved away, "Alright, alright. I won't make you wait." Jungkook chuckled, sitting back on his knees and reaching up to grab at the back of your thighs, dragging your body down closer to him with one pull, taking his cock in his hand with his freehand and pushing it at your entrance, glancing down and watching the way his length pushed into you when he starting sliding into you.

You shook your head when Jungkook pulled away from you, looking up at him with pleading eyes. You were one second away from yanking these panties out of your mouth and shoving them down Jungkook's own throat if he didn't do anything soon. You were squirming and inching closer to him for some sort of contact. You completely forgot about his parents in the next room and you suddenly tensed up at the thought of them barging in, eyes flickering to the door before exhaling shakily in relief when you saw that Jungkook had the door bolted shut.

 Your head snapped back towards Jungkook when you felt him grabbing at your legs and pulling you closer to him, you glanced down and lifted your head off the floor a bit, taking a glimpse of his cock as he held it within his hand. You bit down onto the panties in your mouth and watched as he started to push himself into you, a muffled groan coming out of your mouth as he filled you up entirely. You mewled quietly and nodded your head, reaching up and grabbing at the collar of Jungkook's shirt as he leaned down to you, causing the Delixir necklace Jungkook had around his neck and hiding under the shirt to pop out and dangle over in front of your face. God, that was so hot. Your legs trembled, feeling every inch of him inside of you. It was intense. Overwhelming. Tiring even. You wouldn't have it any other way though.

Jungkook grunted under his breath, fighting against himself to keep his own noises to a minimum. It was hard. You fit him like a glove and he struggled not to tell you that. If this was in the comfort of his own home, he'd be telling you all the things he wanted to do to you. Telling you about all the things you made him feel. Now he understood your frustrations all those times the two of you had to be quiet. It sucked. But this is what you both wanted. He had your legs wrapped around his waist quickly, the heels of your feet digging deep into his lower back as he started to thrust into you. Hips aiming deep and filling you up all the way each time he pushed into you. "Fucking Christ." Jungkook rasped, gripping at the floor beneath you, using it as leverage to balance his weight as he pushed himself into you.

Your body jerked along with Jungkook's movements and you could feel your lower back grazing against the fabric of the carpet as you moved back and forth along with his thrusts. You weren't about to get friction burn on your back so, you reached up and gripped onto Jungkook's shoulder's, squeezing at his trap muscles and forcing him to slow down before feeling the pleasure wash over you like a wave. You dropped your hands from his shoulders and shook your head, your back arching off the floor and your eyes closing tight. Whatever. He can use you however he wanted. You purred softly against the panties in your mouth and could feel your body heating up with every move Jungkook made. You kept your eyes on his face, admiring how insanely attractive he was from your view. Perfectly chiseled jaw. Skin so soft and holding the warmest complexion you had ever seen.

Jungkook's forehead pressed against yours as he grunted quietly, reaching between the two of you with one hand and squeezing over your breast, tweaking your nipple between his finger before sliding his hand up to your throat, slender fingers wrapping around the base of your neck, "You're so pretty. I never want to look away from you." He muttered quietly, lips pressing against your cheek and then your forehead, "You're everything." He complimented you, making your face blush severely. 

He spoke so sweetly to you while having his hand around your neck and panties stuffed in your mouth. It made your head whirl and your body feel as though it was set on fire. You wished you could respond to him but you just simply squeezed your walls around his cock, giving him a silent 'thank you' with your body instead. "You're welcome, baby." Jungkook mumbled with a smile, understanding you completely and you didn't even have to say words. He was amazing that way. Your connection with each other was amazing that way. His fingers squeezed lightly around your neck for a brief second and you gagged just a bit, inhaling a sharp breath through your nose and immediately reaching up to hold his wrist to keep him from choking you if he planned to.

He didn't choke you though. Jungkook knew better than to gag you even more than he had done already and honestly... you truly wouldn't have minded if he did anyways. He simply held you in place by your throat while he slammed himself into you. It felt endearing almost. He was fucking the life out of you, yeah. Making you jolt at the force of his thrusts but the way he held you was so gentle. So careful. So... sweet. 

"Baby..." Jungkook looked at you with eyes full of concern when he heard you gag with the fabric in your mouth. He moved his hand away from your neck and reached up to slowly pull the underwear out of your mouth, tossing it behind him with a smile as he leaned down and whispered, "Was that too much? I'm sorry." He looked you over to make sure you were okay then leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss against your lips, starting to kiss you while he cupped your chin.

You almost breathed in relief when Jungkook pulled the panties out of your mouth. Your jaw was hurting for biting down onto the material of your panties for so long. You didn't want him to take it out of your mouth but when he did, you immediately felt at ease. You flexed your jaw and swallowed hard, craning your neck to look up at your boyfriend when he spoke, "Don't say sorry, J.K." You rasped out quietly as Jungkook took your chin in his hand. You stared up at him and reached up, gentle fingers caressing over his cheek as you spoke, "I liked it." You smiled at him, returning the kiss slowly, "Keep going, okay?" You nodded quickly, your legs around his waist dropping and planting onto the carpeted floor beneath your body, "Don't stop. I could feel how close I am." You reached out for him, hands placing onto his sides and making him push deeper into you.

You both hardly went into conversation while being intimate and although Jungkook's never stopped his thrusts once, he felt as if his world stopped the moment he heard your voice telling him it's okay. It was crazy. You had the ability to pull him out of his trance easily and make him forget what he was even doing in the first place. When he felt your hands on his sides, touching his body and making him change the tempo of his thrusts, Jungkook felt the hairs on his body stand up. He had the same reaction every time you touched him and he couldn't believe after all this time, he still felt no different than he did the first time with you.

Jungkook's hand around your chin dropped, "Thought I hurt you." He whispered, taking your hand caressing over his cheek and lacing your fingers together as he glanced to his bedroom door and then back to you. He could hear Bahm pattering around the living room with the other dogs and he knew it was only a matter of time before his puppy would come bolting to his bedroom door to look for him. Jungkook knew you were close anyways. He could feel his own stomach pooling with heat and he knew he was almost to his own end. He gave you a devious grin as he pinned your laced hand with his to the floor and then pulled himself all the way out of you only to push back in, making you squeak out softly, your hands landing against his chest as he continued the same motion.

You mewled your boyfriend's name when he did his signature move that he knew would make you reach the edge. You gripped the material of his shirt and then reached up, your hand clasping around the necklace on his neck and tugging him closer to you as you whispered, "I'm going to cum." You shook your head and pulled Jungkook down to you by his necklace, sliding your freehand around his neck and pressing him against you as he repeated the motion. You moaned into his mouth as you kissed him and Jungkook only pressed his lips back harder against yours, practically swallowing your moans down as your walls clenched around him. You let go of his necklace and reached for his back, pressing his lower back into you and making him push harder into you, feeling your body explode with pleasure. 

You whimpered his name quietly into his mouth and then you were climaxing. Dropping your head away from his mouth and your back arching off the floor, feeling your entire body prickle with static while the blood in your head buzzed through your ears. You closed your eyes tight, seeing stars behind them and clasping your hand tight over your mouth, crying out softly against your palm as you came. You were silent when you reached your orgasm, forcing yourself to keep the noises to merely a quiet squeak. Jungkook helped you ride the feeling out, his hips inside of you slowing and moving at a rhythm only he knew how to do in order to make the feeling last until the end. You panted softly as you came down from the feeling, glancing up at Jungkook and removing your hand from over your mouth and feeling as if your body was waking up from the longest sleep ever. It was incredible.

Jungkook watched you orgasm with a proud smile, slowing his thrusts down and leaning down to press his lips against your ear, "You're so hot when you cum. Fuck." He whispered to you with a chuckle, his face pressing into your shoulder before feeling your walls closing around his length inside of you. He kept thrusting, helping you ride through the high while also bringing himself to his own release. He held back until you were finished and then he smiled at you when you looked up at him with the familiar dazed and euphoric look you always gave him after a powerful orgasm, "Get over here." He beckoned you closer to him as he moved off the floor, standing up in front of you and taking a seat on the edge of the bed, cock in hand and a brilliant looking smile along his face, "Let me cum on your face." Jungkookmumbled, watching you sit up and fix your hoodie down, legs closing and rolling yourself over onto your knees in front of him with a small pout along your lips as you stared up at him, eyes wide while his hand wrapped around the base of his cock,

You moved his hand away from his length and took hold of it on your own, licking over your lower lip and glancing up at him with a purr, "Let me help you then." You smiled up at Jungkook and he grunted quietly in response, nodding in satisfaction at your willingness to do pretty much anything he wanted to you. 

His hand went to your hair, smoothing the disheveled locks back and then fisting into the back of your head as your lips wrapped around the head of his cock. Your freehand reached up and rested along the band of the sweatpants around his waist, curling into the fabric while your other hand started to stroke along his length, making Jungkook buck his hips slightly, forcing you to take more of his length into his mouth. You looked up at him as you sucked over his length then pulled your head back, mouth opening and slapping his length over your tongue before wrapping your lips back around the head of his cock, giving his length a gentle squeeze and feeling it throb within your hand from your touch. 

Jungkook grunted one more time and bit over his lower lip, eyes closing for a second then he was replacing your hand on his cock with his own, pulling your mouth off his length and holding you by the back of your neck while he pumped his length one, two, three more times and then he was releasing. His cum shooting out onto your face and lips. Jungkook groaned your name under his breath following by a slew of curse words in both English and Korean. He watched his release spurt out onto your face and he moaned, shaking his head quickly and biting harder onto his lower lip to control his noises, feeling his length twitching and pulsating while he tried to ride the feeling out. He struggled to stay still, the powerful feeling almost making him lose balance, "Holy fuck." He husked out, keeping his eyes on your face while his cock throbbed within his hand, dark hair falling over his face as he hung his head after he finishing releasing.

Being quiet was a bitch. Jungkook felt like he just ran a marathon from forcing himself to stay silent.

You flinched as he came, eyes closing tight and feeling his release pooling over your skin. You felt the heat of his cum against your skin immediately and you reached up, swiping a finger over your cheek and then pushing it into your mouth, sucking over your finger with a hum. You heard Jungkook mutter something about you being a slut and you giggled, eyes closing tight and welcoming the head of his cock into your mouth as he pushed it between your lips, making you suck over his length to collect whatever was left of his cum before he pulled away and shifted above you for a moment then you felt Jungkook grabbing your chin, 

"Hang on. Let me clean you up." He muttered as he wiped at your face with his own t-shirt, checking you over and then leaning down to press a kiss against your lips, "Thank you for that, peach." Jungkook smiled and your eyelashes fluttered as he kissed you. You returned the kiss with a smile and shook your head, "Don't thank me." You giggled, sitting on your butt and nuzzling your face against the side of Jungkook's leg as you looked up at him from the floor, "I should buy you something nice for letting me do that." Jungkook chuckled, reaching down to caress his fingers through your hair, "What do you want? A trip to Sephora? Celine? Saint Laurent?" He tilted his head and you started to laugh,

You get a shopping trip for letting your man nut on your face? Hell yes. You used to let your ex do that to you for free and he too, was a millionaire. Whatever they said about "if they wanted to, they will." is damn true. You couldn't believe you ever settled for less than Jungkook. He rewarded you for basically existing. It was pretty fucking lit.

"...Celine." You smiled up at Jungkook and shifted to sit on your knees between his legs, placing your hands on top of his well-defined thighs, feeling over the muscles through his sweatpants, "And a sephora trip?" You leaned up to him with a giggle, planting a kiss against his lips.

Jungkook hummed with a soft laugh, lips pressing back against yours as he nodded, "Give me another kiss and I'll think about it."

...

"Bahm! That's mom's spot." Jungkook chuckled as Bahm hopped into Jungkook's bed when you went to the bathroom to freshen yourself up, "Alright, you can stay there but you gotta watch mom open the Christmas gift I got her. Okay?" He reached over and patted the dog who nuzzled his hand in response.

You could hear your boyfriend mumbling something out of earshot to the dog when you were in the bathroom and you giggled to yourself, "Idiots." You mumbled to yourself, reaching up to tie your hair into a messy bun after you cleaned yourself up. You left the bathroom and wandered back into the room, catching Bahm lying next to Jungkook on your side of the bed, "Guess that's Bahm's bed now." You laughed and shook your head, walking over to Jungkook as he held his hand out to you, "Aw, the movie's almost finished. I didn't even get a chance to watch it." Your eyes flickered to the television behind you as Jungkook got back down onto the floor by the Christmas tree with you, a happy grin along his face as he pulled you over to join him back on the floor.

You climbed over onto Jungkook's lap as he sat down on the floor, your arms sliding around his neck and your gaze flickering to the little tree next to the both of you, admiring the pretty lights along it before glancing back to Jungkook, "Can we re-watch the movie? Like actually watch it this time?" You pouted at Jungkook, tugging him in for a gentle kiss before you pulled back as he started to speak,

"Sounds like a plan. But open your gift first." Jungkook nodded, taking a deep breath and feeling the heat along his skin from your previous "activities" finally start to cool as he patted over your butt, nudging his chin in the direction of the tree where a single gift laid under the tree wrapped in a simple white gift wrap.

"You got me a gift?" You smiled and slid off his lap, spotting the gift under the tree and taking it from Jungkook as he picked it up and handed it over to you, "Why are you like this, Jungkook? You should have told me so I could have brought your gift along with me, you jerk." You pouted lightly, thinking of the Christmas gift you had waiting for Jungkook back home hidden in the closet back at your apartment.

"You can always give it to me when we go back home, honey. Don't worry." Jungkook smiled at you, reaching up to give your messy bun and pat, "Open it." He took his phone out of the pocket of his sweatpants and got ready to take a picture of you opening his gift too.

You rolled your eyes at him as he started to record you instead and you covered your face out of shyness, shaking your head, "Don't record me! I have no makeup on." You complained as you peeled the gift wrap off the present. Jungkook ignored you and just simply smiled, watching you through the screen of his phone as you unwrapped his gift.

Your lips parted and you gasped, "J-Jungkook... Is... this me?" You barely whispered as you looked down at your lap when you pulled the last of the wrapping paper off the gift, your eyes wide and full of shock. You looked at Jungkook then down at the canvas in your hands. There smeared across the canvas was a watercolor painting of you.

It was almost similar to the one at the mural in your city but instead of you with a flower crown around your head like that painting in your hometown, you had the flowers in your hands and you were smelling them now. It made you realize that Jungkook must have drawn the picture of you for the mural and had it custom painted along the wall back in your city. You could feel your heart swelling within your chest and your throat closing up on you as you stared down at the painting. It was such a beautiful, personal gift and it made tears immediately rush to your eyes, "Jungkook..." You mumbled, looking at your boyfriend with tear filled eyes, "Thank you." You managed to whisper, feeling a tear slip out of your eye.

Jungkook loved you. He loved you so much. So much that he couldn't express it with words anymore. He had to draw about it. Had to paint about it. Had to write about it. Had to sing about it. He couldn't just tell you he loved you anymore. It wasn't enough for him. He wanted to shout it to the world. Wanted to tell anyone that would listen. But he couldn't. That was the sad reality of being an idol, wasn't it? Jungkook had to keep everything quiet and it pained him, So, he took up drawing again. Sketching out his feelings onto paper in the secluded walls of his childhood bedroom.

Jungkook would come over to his parent's house every now and then. Just to sit in this bedroom on the floor like the two of you were doing right now and just... draw. Draw his feelings out until his wrists hurt. And when he was finished, he would shut the book and hide it away within his drawer, not looking back at the art he had just created. Not wanting to see what his mind had let him create. He was scared to see what he drew. Scared to see that he drew a monster or something he didn't want to see. So, he kept it all as a surprise for him. Using his sketchbook as an outlet for all of his pent-up aggressions of having to hide his relationship away from the world. All of his anxiety he felt from needing to protect you. All of the crazy feelings going on in his head and heart that he had for you. He got rid of them by drawing. It was therapeutic this way. As if he was screaming into an abyss. Jungkook always felt better after he finished sketching and painting.

"Don't cry, baby." Jungkook chuckled quietly, reaching up and brushing the tear trailing down your cheek away, shaking his head at you, "You big ass cry baby." He joked and you started to laugh, clutching the canvas against your chest as you leaned against Jungkook's side and hid your face against his arm after he wiped your tear away, "Shut up." You muttered and pulled your head back, running your fingers over the surface of the canvas with a smile as you gazed down at the painting again, "You're such a good artist, Koo... why are you so good at everything?" You giggled and Jungkook rolled his eyes at you, reaching up to scratch at the back of his neck as he felt flustered under your gaze,

"I'm actually pretty shit at a lot of things. I'm just good at the things I like." He winked playfully at you and you instantly pretended to gag in response to his comment, watching him reach over to the nightstand drawer near his bed and opened it, pulling a sketch book out from the drawer with a smile, "My mom was cleaning my room one day that I stayed over here and she found these sketches I did." He flipped the book open with a chuckle, turning to a page with a drawing of you, "She immediately wanted to know who's face I filled this entire book up with." He muttered and flipped through the book, showing you the plethora of pictures he drew.

You looked through each page of the sketch book with him, wide eyes adoring the different drawings and outlines Jungkook created. It was beautiful. Most of the drawings were of you. You in different moments Jungkook had seen you. It was as if Jungkook drew them to remember the moment as each pose of you was different. Jungkook never looked at the drawings until the day his mom found the book. He was always afraid to see what he drew but when his mom showed him his own art... Jungkook was amazed. Nothing he drew was bad. There were all pictures of you from memories he had stored way in the back of his mind. Memories that made him happy. Memories that made him fall in love with you.

One of them was of you with your kitty ears on the first night he saw you in the club, sitting prettily against the lounge chair. He even detailed the tequila glass beside you. The next was of you with the diamond choker the second time Jungkook saw you, sitting along the bar with your cheek resting in your hand. Another was you standing by the yacht on your first date with your back to Jungkook, looking out at the sea and admiring the view. The most recent one was of you back in your city, sleeping peacefully with your face against your Pikachu plush and your hand holding tight onto Jungkook's while you slept.

He remembered every little detail about you and it suddenly made you want to cry harder. It was touching. The amount of effort Jungkook always put into his gifts for you. He always added a personal touch to everything and it made you love him even more. You didn't think it was possible to fall in love with him harder and faster than you already did. He was so thoughtful and romantic. It made your heart swoon. The thought of ever losing Jungkook scared you to pieces. You truly didn't think you would be able to be the same without him. You were in too deep now. In love with a man that cherished you as if you were more precious than gold... And to Jungkook, you probably were.

"I promise, I didn't draw any naked pictures of you so don't even ask me if I did." Jungkook laughed and it made you burst out laughing at his comment too, covering your mouth to quiet your giggles in case you would wake his family up.

"You always ruin the moment, Jesus." You grumbled, slapping at his arm as you shook your head, "Idiot." You laughed again, gazing down at the canvas on your lap with the brightest smile along your lips.

Fuck, you loved this man.

...

"So, how many girls have laid in this bed before me?" You whispered to Jungkook, looking up at the ceiling as you nestled into the warm bed with him. You had both finished watching a movie and when you checked the time, it was close to 2AM. Jungkook didn't have work tomorrow and you didn't start your internship until after the new year so, you both decided to stay up a bit longer, feet tangled together and blankets tucked tight around the two of you with Bahm in his own bed on the floor. Jungkook's bed was small but it was enough for the both of you. Being close to him like this was enough for you. And being with you in his bed this way was enough for Jungkook as well.

Jungkook twisted onto his side and looked at you, propping his head up in his hand while his freehand reached out to rest over your stomach, circling a pattern over the material of your shirt, "None." He confessed with a quiet breath, "You're the first." Jungkook gave you a nod, sliding his arm around you and leaning over to rest his head along your chest, "I haven't been with as many girls as you think, babe." He mumbled with a small laugh, giving your body a gentle squeeze.

So, now the truth comes out, huh?

"I never had a boy in my bed when I was younger either." You mumbled back to him, fingers reaching up to thread through Jungkook's hair as you let him rest his head over your chest, "I haven't been with that many guys too, Jungkook... Less than you could think." You closed your eyes, exhaling softly, "My parents were strict. Wasn't allowed to even look at boys..." You shook your head, raking your nails gently over his scalp as you peered down at him, "Funny how that turned out, huh?"

Jungkook hummed in delight as you played with his hair, eyes closing and snuggling against you closer. He pressed his cheek into your chest, listening to your heart beat. Slow and steady. It wasn't racing like it used to. Wasn't skipping a beat anymore. It was an even tempo. You were comfortable around him now. Calm... Relaxed... Tranquil. It made Jungkook smile. "What was your first time like?" He peeked up at you and gave you a toothy smile then went back to burying his face into your chest, inhaling your sweet scent deeply before he continued, "I put the condom on backwards my first time. Didn't have a clue on what I was doing." He started to laugh, shaking his head as he moved away from your chest, laying on his side and propping his head up within his hand.

"My first time... Jesus. It was such a nightmare. But isn't that how it always is?" You started to laugh, recalling the memories, "It doesn't feel like it was that ago to be honest. But I was young. Young and dumb." You sighed, moving a bit so that you could lay on your side now, facing Jungkook and finding his eyes in the darkness of the bedroom, "It was finished faster before it started and it just felt awkward. That's all I remember." You rolled your eyes, sliding closer to him and reaching up to brush his tousled hair away from his forehead, "How old were you?" You questioned him with a whisper, tangling your legs with his once again under the soft blanket over your bodies.

Jungkook stared back at you through the dim lighting of the bedroom, leaning into your touch as you moved his hair away to expose his face better to you. He took a moment to think if he even wanted to tell you the truth. It was embarrassing. Embarrassing for him at least. He was sure you would think it was nothing. Virginity didn't mean shit. But Jungkook still felt like a loser to reveal how old he really was when he lost his, "I was in my 20's." Jungkook mumbled sheepishly, "Don't judge me. The hyung's were making fun of me so I kinda just... fucked the first person I met at the club. It's fucked up and I don't even remember what happened except for me putting the condom on wrong. Fuck, I sound dumb, huh?" Jungkook started to ramble and you shook your head at him, reaching up to tap at his chin then press your finger against his lips to make him stop talking,

"Shh... calm down, Koo. Who's judging?" You whispered, eyes scanning over Jungkook's face. Obviously, it wasn't easy for Jungkook to reveal to you he wasn't the international playboy you thought he was. He wasn't out there fucking around left and right as much as you thought. Nothing was wrong with that anyways. If anything, it explained why he acted so... unhinged around you sometimes, "So what? I lost mine to a douchebag. I'm the last person to judge you, okay?" You smiled at him and Jungkook immediately raised his brow at you,

"Which douchebag? Your ex?"

"No. He's a douchebag but not him... It doesn't even matter who it was, Kookie." You rolled your eyes at him, "What matter is now. Me and you. I don't have as much experience as you think. I kept to myself most of the time when I was a stripper. Only slept with the people that gave me a good vibe..." You paused with a gentle chuckle, "Like you. I slept with you because something about you drew me in." You nodded and slid closer to him, giving your boyfriend a reassuring smile, "I'm the first girl you had in your bed here. That counts as something." You giggled and Jungkook started to nod in agreement, exhaling a quiet sigh when he began to speak,

"I wish you were my first." Jungkook suddenly mumbled in the still quietness of the bedroom, fingers brushing along your side as he found your eyes, "I wish I got to experience all of my firsts with you. I feel like I grew up too fast. Never got to do things people my age did. I feel as if I'm still a kid sometimes and that's okay but... I don't know. When I'm with you, it's different. I feel like I'm really living when we're together." He shook his head, resting his hand over your waist as he sighed, "Maybe I met you in another life. I feel like I've met you before."

Jungkook's gaze traced over your face, admiring your delicate features. The way your eyes sucked him into a trance he couldn't break free from. The way your lips parted as he spoke as if you wanted to say something. The way your face glowed under the warm lights of his nightstand lamp. 

Jungkook was having second thoughts about asking to share you with Taehyung now. He didn't want his Hyung to experience this with you. This... closeness. He knew no one else could have what you both did. But there was a small chance Taehyung would want to stick around after he's finished. To hold you. To touch you. To take care of you. Would he see the way Jungkook saw you? Would he finally notice the deep ethereal beauty you held? Jungkook couldn't take any chances. He couldn't lose you to someone else. He was sure it would never happen. But he didn't want to take the risk. However, Jungkook couldn't shake the feeling of wanting it to happen. He still hadn't asked you yet. Should he just rip the Band-Aid off and ask you already? He wanted to think of a logical way to approach you with the question but he soon realized that there actually wasn't any logical way to do this. He just had to... do it. Soon.

You reached out and rested a hand against Jungkook's chest, fingers curling into the material of the new t-shirt he had slipped on after using his previous one to wipe his cum off your face. He smelled like oranges and lemons. It was a refreshing scent compared to the deep, foresty smell he always had. It was different but comforting. His hair was growing out now and kept falling over his eyes no matter how many times you pushed it back. So, you gave up and moved your hand from over his chest, trailing it along his strong bicep up to shoulder and then finally settling to simply brush through his hair, "I wish you were my first too, Jungkook. I've never been so happy before." You confessed, continuing to thread your fingers over the soft locks, "It feels too good to be true sometimes." You whispered, exposing his forehead and perfectly shaped eyebrows to you.

You studied his face. Admiring his round, deep set eyes. The pout along his lips whenever he spoke to you. The faint scar on his cheek. The cute little dot under his lower lip and nose. The smallest set of dimples gracing his cheeks whenever he pressed his lips together in thought. These were things Jungkook thought were weird about himself. Things he thought would make him look better if he didn't have them. Boy, was he wrong. He was the prettiest thing you've ever seen. You were sure if you looked up the word perfect in the dictionary, you'd find Jeon Jeongguk in there. Because that's what he was.

Perfect.

"What are you thinking of, Jungkook?" You started to question him, noticing the way he began to zone out, "You're spacing out." You whispered, caressing over his cheek with your thumb before running the tip of your thumb over his lower lip, caressing over the labret piercing over his skin. It was healing nicely now and didn't hurt him as much as before. You could kiss him better. You could touch him better. You weren't afraid to be close to his mouth anymore and suddenly you felt your stomach clench. The thoughts and desires of doing what you both had just finished doing all over coming to your mind. 

Jesus. Get it together, girl. No. Yes. No. You were fighting yourself.

Jungkook started to laugh when you noticed that he was daydreaming. He shook his head and let out a small sigh, leaning into your touch and giving your thumb a gentle kiss as you caressed over his lip piercing. He shifted a bit and moved closer to you, draping his leg over yours and sliding his arm around your waist, making your body press flush against his.

This was it. This was the only moment he had to ask you. He didn't think he'd have the balls to ever do it if he didn't just get it over with right now. Jungkook took a breath and cleared his throat, his arm around your waist moving to press at your lower back, feeling both your bodies fitting together perfectly, "Y/N..." Jungkook mumbled to you, his lips barely brushing over yours as he finally spoke, "Remember when you asked me what Taehyung wanted for his birthday?" He nodded, a hand pushing under your shirt and caressing over the skin along your lower back before tracing back around to your side, fingers slowly dancing along your skin as he waited for your response.

You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as Jungkook touched you. He was always so gentle. Treating you like porcelain. Where did the man that had you passing out after what he did to you yesterday? Where was the man that had you in his lap risking it all in his best friend's car a few hours ago? Now you were in the arms of the cuddly Jungkook. The true Jungkook. Your favourite Jungkook. But something seemed off. He was hesitating today. Nervous almost. What did he want to tell you?

You raised a brow and nodded slowly, "Yes. I remember. Did he finally tell you what he wants?" You smiled, "If it's a baby tiger, tell him hell no." You poked at his chest playfully.

Jungkook simply shook his head, "It would be easier if he wanted a baby tiger." He muttered, taking a breath to prepare himself for what he would say next, "Tae..." Jungkook sighed and forced himself to just fucking say it already, "Taehyung wants me to share you... with him. Just this once." He finally mumbled, watching the way the color drained completely from your face.

He knew this was a bad idea. He felt like shit already for even asking. You were probably going to dump his ass now that he asked too. Were you disgusted by him?

You laid there quietly as Jungkook spoke. Your once blushing cheeks growing hotter but your face was completely devoid of any color. You were shocked to say the least. Did you even hear right? You shook your head dismissively and blinked several times, eyes squinting as you spoke, "He... what?" Your brows furrowed and you tilted your head, "He wants what for his birthday?" You pulled back from Jungkook a bit, sitting up and resting your back against the headboard of the bed, "Tell me you're kidding." You whispered, glancing over to Jungkook who sat up as well.

"I'm... not kidding." Jungkook shook his head as he mumbled, back pressing into the bed's headboard, "I'm- I'm sorry, babe. I shouldn't have asked." Jungkook started and you shook your head, holding your hand up to stop him as you turned around to face him instead, pulling your knees to your chest as you inhaled a deep breath.

Nothing could prepare you to hear those words. No. You were truly expecting Taehyung to want... well... nothing. You were actually expecting him to want nothing at all. You were planning to get him a pair of earrings or one of those groupons for a "doggy and me" spa day for him and Yeontan. Perhaps take him out for drinks and dinner too. You didn't expect him to request to have you as his gift. Have you and Jungkook as a gift actually since he wanted to share you with your boyfriend. You could feel your heart pattering in your chest. The once steady heart beats becoming quicker by the second. You thought you would go into cardiac arrest soon. Your fingers ran through your and you tucked the stray locks behind your ears, finally meeting Jungkook's eyes as you spoke, "I... Jungkook.." You took a breath and shook your head, shifting a bit so that you were know sitting on your knees in front of your boyfriend, feeling your skin prickle with heat. You stared at Jungkook for a long moment and he sat there patiently. He wanted you to see that there was no pressure. You could say no at any time you wanted.

But what if you didn't want to say no?

What if the thought crossed your mind once? Just once. You were drunk but your thoughts were as clear as day when it happened. It was the night in the club. You were all heavily intoxicated. Being passed between Taehyung and Jimin at Jungkook's request. All you could think about was Jungkook when you kissed his two hyung's. But you didn't disclose of what exactly you were thinking of. Yes, you were thinking of your boyfriend. You were thinking of his touch when the hyung's had their hands on you. Thinking of Jungkook's lips when you shared kisses with them. Thinking of your boyfriend's body when they pressed in front and behind you.

You thought of it all. But just like the slurry of alcohols mixing within your system. Your thoughts began to mix with themselves as well and for a brief second. The second when Taehyung grabbed you and put his hands on you while he kissed you, you thought about him. Your mind swayed from Jungkook for that one second. But it was the longest second of your existence.

That night, your drunk mind flashed you images of yourself with Taehyung and Jungkook. The dirty, sinful images infiltrated your mind. Taking over your psyche and making you feel as if you were hallucinating. It was wrong. So wrong. But it felt right at the same time. You visualized everything. How it would happen. How it would go down. Which side of you Taehyung would be on. Which part of you Jungkook would be touching. You imagined it all. You thought you were deranged for thinking it and that's why you pushed it to the back of your mind. But here it was in front of you all over again.

You couldn't believe it. You didn't want to believe it. You were scared.

Why Taehyung anyways? Why not Jimin? Well... you had too much history with Jimin. He was the sweetest thing you ever met. You could never sleep with Jimin let alone let yourself be shared between him and Jungkook. You knew your boyfriend would never agree to that either. They were too alike. But Taehyung... Taehyung was different. He was the opposite of Jungkook. He was stealthy. Intimidating almost. Poker faced and stoic. Nothing like your sweet, cuddle bunny of a boyfriend. He was also brave. Confident. Quiet. He knew what he wanted and how to get it. He stood at the sidelines while he waited for his perfect chance to pounce. And if he didn't get the chance to pounce right away, that would be fine too. He wasn't pushy. Wasn't needy. He was patient. Quietly manifesting his desires and watching them unfold before him.

You were quiet for so long that Jungkook thought you were about to snap at him but you didn't. Instead, you drew in another deep breath and closed your eyes for a moment, focusing in on yourself. Your wants. Your needs. Your desires. It was plain as day that you wanted Jungkook. You always wanted Jungkook. You didn't need him, no. You didn't need anyone. You would have survived if you never saw Jungkook again after that first night. But would you have been as happy as you were now? Probably not. Jungkook was everything to you. He lived in your universe. He was your keeper. Your person. You craved him in ways you have never craved another person. He was like a drug to you. Addicting. Consuming. A high. A rush. You only felt that way with him. You would only feel that way with him.

But... you had an itch that you couldn't scratch. A curiosity that started to burn within you. You weren't ashamed of yourself for feeling it. For wanting it. You were human. People had threesomes all the time, didn't they? You opened your eyes and looked to Jungkook, shifting off your knees and crawling over to your boyfriend. Jungkook welcomed into your arms right away, lifting you into his lap as you straddled him. He looked up at you as if he wanted to speak but you shook your head at him, taking his face in your hands and leaning down to him, staring into those eyes of his that were darker than midnight as you simply sat there and looked at him.

Jungkook looked up at you with an indecipherable expression. His eyes were full of mystery. He could feel his stomach drop as if he just went down a huge roller coaster. What were you thinking? He wished he could be inside of your head right now. He wanted to know all your thoughts and it drove him almost to madness as he sat there but he didn't say a word. He stayed silent. Looking up at you and keeping your little staring game going.

Your eyes glanced down to his mouth and Jungkook had no time to think. You had your arms wrapped around his neck in seconds, pulling him closer to you by grabbing onto the back of his neck. You were down for whatever Taehyung wanted to do. Whenever they wanted to do it. You made up your mind. And after you confirm with Jungkook in a second that you were consenting to it, you didn't want to talk about it until the day came. Whenever that day may be. Until then... you were focused on the now. And the now was Jungkook. You weren't sure what came over you but you wanted something from Jungkook. Something that gave you reassurance that no matter what happens that day... he knew he was yours. You wanted him to show you that he trusted his hyung. That he trusted you. And you knew words weren't enough for Jungkook.

He had to show you because well... like he always said...

Jungkook wasn't a man of words.

"Just this once." You finally whispered to Jungkook, pushing him into the headboard of his bed and pressing your lips against his at once, your lips immediately starting to move against each other's. Teeth clashing together and your tongues soon meeting each other. Heads tilting and deepening the kiss as if you both weren't doing the unspeakable on the floor of his bedroom how long ago? Jungkook quickly reached for the hem of your sweater, instantly pushing it upwards and starting to pull it off you as he repeated into your mouth,

"Just this once."

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a/n

this is all over the place im sorry sis is tired