#bts jungkook scenarios
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Jungkook x reader
Warnings: Smut, strong language,
Subject: Smut, Angst
Anonymous said to :
I would like to make a request and I wish you can make it a series. BTS- Jungkook. Smut- it doesn’t matter, anything does it. Angst- 3 (he uses you but you catch feelings and because of it you don’t seem to notice he’s using you, until one day.) sorry if that doesn’t makes sense. AU- 2,5 and you can make something on your own too. I JUST REALLY LOVE ANGST, SO PLEASE MAKE PURE ANGST OUT OF IT, I AM FEELING SAD THESE DAYS, I LIKE TO CRY!
It didn’t take long for him to show up, covered in water, hair pressed against his forehead and somehow a smile on his face. “fuck.” He sighed brushing his hair back. “its pouring.” He chuckled pulling his phone out to check if it was okay. “we’re good.”
“listen, i don’t want to know the details i just want to know if it was true that he fucked someone while we were-.”
“He’s jungkook. He’s immature and a brat.” Namjoon started as he stepped closer to you and frowned. “so yeah he did.”
“fuck…” You muttered feeling your chest tighten even more, throat closing with the need to breath as you try and swallow your sobs. You didnt want it to bother you as much as it was but for some reason you couldnt stop thinking about him. and you hated yourself because of that.
“(y/n).”
“Nope.” You paused feeling your voice break as you spoke again. Picturing the hands he held you with so softly, the lips he kissed you with, the sweet words- he was saying it to someone else as well. “i dont want to hear anymore.” You spoke finally sobbing a bit.
“(y/n)…” Namjoon sighed as he quickly stepped towards your body and caved you into his chest. Thunder rolling above the two of you as you sobbed. “jungkook admits that he did wrong, not that you should forgive him or anything.” Namjoon began to speak. “but at the party last night we got jungkook to talk with us.” He paused rubbing your heaving back as you slowed your sobs to listen to what he was saying. “Jungkook was fucked up that night, i’ve never seen him that bad before. We talked about you and how you are actually a good person and not just one of those girls that sleep around that he normally goes for.”
normally goes for?
“we basically told him to get his shit together, cut it off with you before you get hurt anymore and to grow up.” Namjoon finished as he pulled away from you, gripping your shoulders and moving to wipe the tears from your eyes. “(y/n) do you want to know jungkook’s reply to all of that?”
You weren’t sure you wanted to hear anything about him anymore. You didn’t want to think about how the one boy you finally opened yourself up to, went and easily fucked some girl. Sure the two of you weren’t dating but it was still close to that… maybe it was your fault? You shouldn’t be feeling like this right? it was just a experimental thing with the hot boy from school.
“im okay…”
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Have you ever had something that you wanted and then have ripped from you. Or better yet. Have a pet that you loved with all of your might, followed it around, took care of it and then it run away? That heart break doesn’t compare to the pain you were feeling now. The fact that you trusted jungkook, opened yourself up to him and talked to him like you never talked to anybody in your whole life; just to have it thrown out the window with some other girls snatch.
But you couldn’t help but think that it was just your fault to begin with. You knew better than to talk to the one person who has practically ‘dated’ every girl in your school.
So the days just rolled on for you. Drifting in and out of classes, working hard like you use to, and finally reaching the end of your highschool career. Every now and then you’ll catch jungkook trying to text you, talk to you in the hallways; but you just ignore it and go about your business. You were becoming stronger again.
“It’s actually funny watching how badly he wants to talk to you.” Jimin chuckled as he poured your 2nd cup of coffee since you finished your day of school. You sat on your laptop scrolling through colleges to apply for.
“Yeah..” you muttered in response as jimin shoves himself beside you, ignoring the fact he was on the clock.
Since you stopped talking to jungkook completely, you and jimin have grown closer. He was a good friend to you now. Talked to you while you cried for no damn reason, promised it would get better if you just forgot about jungkook completely. He was a good friend. “ do you even know what you want to do when you graduate?” Jimin questioned, earrings swaying on his ears as he cocks his head at you.
You closed your eyes for a second, glanced from your coffee to the rain dripping down the window. “I dont know.” You replied with a shrug. “I honestly have no clue what i want to do.”
“Does anybody though?”
“true.”
your soft chatter is interrupted as your phone begins to ring, your mothers sweet face popping up on the screen.
“You should totally let me answer it.” Jimin teased.
“No because the second she hears a guys voice shes going to think im dating you.” You chuckled putting the phone to your ear, “hey.”
“Whats wrong with that.” Jimin replied making you stare at his serious face as your mother rambled on the other end of the phone. He smiles softly before rising from the table and back to work, your heart racing from his words.
“Uh sorry mom, what were you saying?” You cleared your throat as you listened to her talk about some trip that was going to happen this weekend, your mouse clicking on a few local colleges near you; looking at what they had to offer. “Sure i’ll go with you. we’re we going and why?”
“we’re going to see your aunt in Florida.”
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This wasnt the first time Jungkook had tried to reach out to you. It was worse in the hallways at school. Seeing him face to face, the frown he wore. He almost looked like he cared.
Your body rocked against the plane taking off, eyes staring at the speeding concrete in the dark night as you moved; mom’s hand tight in your own. As you rose in the sky your eyes drank in the height you were at. The city below twinkling. You twirled your airplane mode phone in your hand thinking about what it was exactly jungkook wanted to talk about.
Was he just going to apologize for sleeping with someone while you two had a thing going on? Or was he going to tell you something completely different? It wasn’t like you weren’t asking yourself these questions. you thought about them constantly… Wanting to know if the way you feel for jungkook was real or just lust filled feelings?…
“When will be get into Florida?” You questioned your mother as you stayed in the air for a hour already.
“We should be landing in thirty to an hour.” She replied spinning the alcoholic beverage she ordered in her hand. “Your aunt is really looking forward to seeing you-.”
“Dont you mean, meeting me.” You corrected.
That’s right. You have never met you aunt before. Your mother cut that side of her family out of her life for a reason and that reason was unknown. So of course you were surprised when she suddenly mentioned the name of her sister and said that you and her were taking a trip to meet her.
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{ Jimin POV }
She mentioned being gone for this weekend, that she would turn her phone off for that time to 'reconnect’. I didnt blame her. (y/n) needed some space it seemed. “that will 4.20.” I smiled at the large man ordering his sweet coffee. Hands pulled the flaps open, shoving the money in the drawer, and sighing after handing him his change.
“Taking my break.” I smiled, taking my apron off and heading towards the back of the building. I grabbed an already rolled blunt from the party the other night and decided i deserved this. My wrist still burned form punching that idiot, and all i could think about is (Y/n) now and her opinion of me.
Wrapping my lips around the packed end, lighter in my hands, and the stormy sky above rolling until it can finally break. As i strike the cog to ignite the flame, taking a long drag i let the smoke flood through my lungs and circle back out, muscles relaxing with a simple puff.
“Jimin.”
My body twitches as i pull the joint from my lips and stare at the person who caught me….jungkook.
“Chill its only me.” He scoffed walking closer with a smirk on his lips and hands in his hoodie. “Listen i want to talk-.”
“I rather not talk to you.” I sighed sucking on the much needed high again.
“its about (y/n).”
“Didnt i say-.”
“i love her.”
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{ (y/n)’s POV }
You hated planes.
You had the process of it all, the long flight and all the walking it had to offer. Your mother on the other hand loved it. She always took full advantage of everything the travel had to offer. Stopping from shop to shop while we waited for our plane to take off and even after we landed she wouldn’t stop.
“(y/n) look at all the little souvenirs.” she would say. Thinking that i really cared for all the alligators with the etched in name of the state or t-shirts that said 'i love panama.’ “Don’t you want a matching one with me?”
no. “Sure.”
You were tired of your heart feeling so cloudy. You couldn’t stop thinking about him. About his smile, his eyes, his lips…. The way he felt on your skin, his hot breath and sweet tone in his voice when he whispered in your ear.
you missed him..
“this is my sister and your aunt, Lynda.” Your mom introduced you to the one family member you have never met. Lynda’s house was small and unkept, pictures hung on the wall were crooked and there was a clear smell of weed stitched into the furniture mixed with something else. Your mother never told exactly what your aunt has done to not earn a actually title in your life but you could tell it was drugs. Especially with the way her skeleton like body walked up to you and hugged you.
“You’ve grown so much since ive seen you last.”
“I dont remember seeing you-.”
“(y/n).” Your mother corrected you as you are pulled form the hug and stared at.
Tears pecked the side of her eyes as she looked at you. “Im sorry you just remind me so much of her.”
“Her?” you questioned.
“Lets eat dinner first and then we can talk about it Lynda.”
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We ate dinner like mother said we would. Started with going out to eat at some sleaze ball dinner. Men were coming up to Lynda, whispering things in her ear only to disappear after she sends them away with a smile and a promise to talk to them later.
You ate crappy wings and listened to crappy music. Your phone sat off in front of your fingertips, mother speaking to her sister, laughing and talking about things you really wouldn’t understand or care to hear for.
You didn’t want to hear anything besides words form someone else. Someone you couldn’t stop thinking about.
Jungkook.
“How far are we from the beach right now?” You questioned seeing that the dinner part of this visit was going to last for hours.
“Just around the corner.” Lynda answered.“
"Im going for a walk then.” You spoke without an answer as you grabbed your phone, pressing the power button and disappearing out the bar. The smell of cigarettes circled your skin as the soft breeze of ocean air kissed your nostrils. You took towards the beach, sandals flying off as your skin kissed the sand.
The night air ran through your hair as you stood in front of the ocean waves, crashed sending goosebumps against your skin as you lift your phone. Seeing the notifications on the screen for only a second as you quickly open snapchat to take a video.
The moon was dancing behind the ocean line, waves rushing towards your colorless toenails. It was warm…
You posted it to your story and sat on the sand below, wet toes digging into the dry sand as tears roll down your cheeks.
You were looking at your snap chats that have yet to be opened since you’ve logged out after the party.
He sent you many selfies, all to end with this one. Him looking tired in the mirror, pout on his lips. Chats filled with, 'please talk to me.’ to 'im sorry.’
Tears rolled down your cheeks not because of how much he hurt you but from how much you wanted to forgive him. You wanted to talk to him again. To have him near you again…
You shook your head at the thoughts of going back to jungkook. you didn’t need to be hurt anymore. You scrolled on your contact list as you sat by the waves, screen lighting your face against the darkness of the ocean.
The phone rang for a few seconds before it picked up.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Jungkook…”
Group: BTS
Member: Jeon Jungkook
Type: Smut
Word Count: 2.457
When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way.
When you shut everything else out and all you can hear is your feet moving along to the beat of the music, in that moment you’re weightless.
I was tapping to the beat of the music blasting through the speakers, twirling from one corner of the living room to another.
My eyes were squeezed shut as the wind blew through my locks. I felt happy as if in that moment, all my worries were lifted off my shoulders and all that mattered was my dancing.
Because of everything happening in life, I almost forgot the things the art of dancing can make you forget about it, at least as long as the music lasted.
“As long as the music continues to play on in your heart, you’ll never stop dancing.” Jungkook once said these words to me when I once again made myself believe that there was no reason to continue dancing when it was not bringing me anywhere.
I believed I was a fool for thinking that I will ever be dancing for anyone but myself. But when this song came on the radio, it was almost like it casted a spell on me and my body was moving along before my head could follow.
Now I was moving my body swiftly. One step back, one step forth and then a twirl, my skirt spinning in the air. Everything around me ceased to exit and I couldn’t stop the smile that spread on my lips the more I moved around. I giggled and wheezed as my movements became unsteady and I slowly started tumbling, feeling lightheaded from the twirling.
I stopped in my step to gain back my consciousness as I could feel arms wrapping around my waist. I jumped slightly since I didn’t hear anyone coming into the apartment but quickly realized that only one person had access to a locked apartment. He rested his head on my shoulder and I slightly tilted my head to give him better access to my neck, feeling his cold breath against it.
“You could’ve warned me.” I mumbled, my chest tightening slightly when I wondered how long he’s been there.
He planted a passionate kiss on the soft spot on my neck and smiled, “I thought I was being loud enough. It must have been overtaken by the loud music.”
Jungkook drew small circles over my dress and I dropped my head to hide my cheeks burning with fire. As if he could sense my embarrassment, Jungkook spun me around quickly to face me, his hands resting on my hips. My eyes shot up and my gaze met his, unconsciously I bit down on my lower lip the longer I stared at the lean man smiling at me smugly. His right hand moved up to mine and he intertwined his fingers with mine. They fit perfectly, like they were meant to be there.
He left his other on my hip, his thumb caressing my side and he smirked at me, sexily.
“Can I have this dance?” he asked, drawing me in closer. His mouth was only a hairs breadth away from mine and I could feel his minty breath on my ice cold lips. I simply nodded at his question, mesmerized by the look on his face and slowly made a step backwards. He quickly followed suit, never once leaving a distance between our bodies.
I smiled up at him as our bodies slowly moved in-sync. And then he gave me a smile that just seemed so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushed through me. He never left my mind, he was always there; mentally if not physically. It was just incomprehensible. He was my one stable force, my one stability in a world filled with chaos and my sweet escape. I loved him so much for that.
I was in love with him and I can’t believe all it took was one dance for me to realize that. It didn’t take long for Jungkook to take the lead and it didn’t take long for me to dance like his reflection. Whenever he took a step backwards, I took a step forward, spun around so swiftly and giggled until I was short on breath. He gently tipped me over and caught me before my body hit the floor.
He kept me in his arms and stared down at me, our breaths forming a beautiful harmony. His dark brown eyes glistened and in that moment, everything made perfect sense. In that moment, only we existed. I slowly felt intimidated by his intense stare and the knot in my stomach tightened as the desire to be close to him grew stronger.
“How come I’m giving the lead dancer a private dance lesson?” I asked, my voice coming out quieter than intended. Jungkook giggled at my words and suddenly he pulled me up to him, staring at me so deeply that I swore I saw the entire galaxy in his eyes. “Even the best could use a little bit of practice.” he answered simply, his eyes wandering back and forth between my lips and shaking eyes.
“Maybe that’s the reason why even Jin gets more screen time than you.” I answered teasingly, hitting his side playfully.
He immediately let go off my body, making me stumble backwards and furrowed his eyebrows, squeezing his chest, “Ouch.”
I stuck my tongue out at him before walking past him to get a glass of water from the kitchen. I heard footsteps inching closer but tried not to pay it much attention to ignore the desire in me. I rolled my eyes at his dirty clothes spread out on the floor. “Clean up after yourself, Jungkook.” I yelled, opening the dishwasher to get a clean glass. Before I could open it fully, Jungkook slammed it back shut from behind me and moved my hair away from my neck, licking up a stripe and sending shivers down my spine. “Seeing you move around so passionately made me never want to leave you again.” He breathed into my neck and I moaned in response.
“You’re absolutely wonderful Y/N.” he then whispered and before I could respond he turned me around to him and tapped my leg for me to jump up.
I did as ordered, wrapping my legs around his waist. He stared down at my lips, asking for permission to enter and I leaned in, lips crashing into each other.
His tongue licked along my lower lip, asking for entrance. As I happily obey, his tongue swiftly entered my mouth, exploring every inch of my entrance. I place my hand on his cheek, being confused on what to do with them. I feel him smiling into the kiss and take my hand into his to place it on his chest. He broke away from the kiss, already leaving me feeling breathless and cupped my face, locking eyes with me once again. “Let me see you move some more kitten.” He whispered huskily, your name rolling off his tongue so swiftly. My arousal made it hard for me to form proper words so I just shook my head in approval.
He pushed the door open with my back, never once breaking the kiss and gently laid me down on the white duvet on our shared bed. His tongue was battling mine for dominance, which he won with ease. His hands moved underneath my white blouse and fumbled with my clothed breast while the other swiftly moved down my back and squeezed my butt cheek teasingly. He released my lips and sucked my lower one between his teeth and sucked on it harshly before stepping off the bed.
Instead of taking his pants off, Jungkook stalked towards me, his eyes narrowing as he bit down on his lower lip. A silent moan escaped my lips by the sight in front of me, my core dripping with anticipation to finally be touched. He lifted his shirt over his head and threw it off to the side, exposing his muscular frame to me. I thought that after all these years we’ve been together, I would’ve gotten used to it but it never failed to knock the wind out of me. He pressed his lips to my forehead tenderly and took a deep breath, his eyes closed.
But he groaned and lifted my hands over my head, pinning them against the bedframe. He bend his head and leaned down.
His teeth caught the top button of my shirt and gently tug it free of its buttonhole. My shirt gasped open, exposing the lacy material of my bra. His teeth work their way down and I suck in my stomach as he dipped his tongue into my belly button.
“Nice underwear.” He admitted and looked up at me, smirking.
I laid my head back against the bedframe and my hands were still pinned above, although he moves one hand closer to the other and takes my wrists in one of his palms. He dips the forefinger of his free hand into the cup of my bra and tugs it down, my breast suddenly free and pushed high with the help of my bra cup gathered beneath it. My nipple bends in the cold air and he licks his lips. He remains still for a moment, not long enough for me to wonder if I made a mistake.
“But you’re even more wonderful without it, kitten.”
Jungkook steadied himself above me, his sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, tiny drops of sweat falling from his lips. It made him look even more magnificent. And it was taking my breath. He lowered his cherry red lips to my right nipple and placed a gentle kiss on top while the other messaged my left breast, giving both equal attention.
I moaned under his touch and squeezed his hand over my breast. Jungkook lowered his body down, grinding his restrained dick against the thin material over my aching core, making me feel his neediness. “Please Jungkook…no more teasing.” I was able to mouth between heavy breathing.
Jungkook tugged a loose strain of hair behind my ear and met my gaze. “You want me right?” he asked, his eyebrows drawing together.
“Yes…” I answered. Jungkook slide a finger between my lips underneath my panties and I breathed out a hiss. But he pulled his hand from my undies before he could stroke across my clit again.
His lips touched the back of my knee and I grew lightheaded at the sensation of his touch.
It’s been too long.
He spun me around and he kneeled down in front of my entrance. I hissed when I felt his cold breath on my aching core. He licked a stripe up my folds, collecting my juices on his tongue. He split my folds apart with his fingers and licked up a stripe. His thumb moved to my clit and started messaging it in-synch with his kitten-like licks. He slowly slid a finger into me, slowly pushing it further into me. I moaned out at the feeling and squeezed my eyes shut at the stimulation.
He started moving his finger into me faster and angled it upwards to hit the right spot. My moans became unsteady and I buckled up my hips to add more friction but suddenly, he pulls out of me again, making me moan at the loss of friction.
He gave my lips a quick peck, almost biting my lower lip before leading his pulsing shaft towards my entrance. He placed his tip in front of me, locking eyes with you before pushing into me at once. I whined at the feeling, his cock fitting me so perfectly like it’s meant to be there.
Once he’s given me time to adjust, he started to move his hips in a perfect rhythm, hitting just the right spot. I moaned under him, the feeling sending electric jolts through my body.
Involuntarily I started moaning out his name the faster he began thrusting into me. My fingernails dug into the soft duvet underneath me and I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to focus on my heartbeat. Jungkook dug his fingernails into my thighs, making me arch my back in pain. He looked down at my sweating body, smirking at the sight in front of him.
I instantly looked up when I could hear the sweet moans that were escaping Jungkook’s thin lips and saw him throwing his head back in pleasure.
“Just like that babygirl.” He whimpered, lifting your leg over your shoulder to ankle up better. His sweaty thighs slapped against mine, adding to the beautiful harmony of our heavy breaths. I felt the knot in my stomach tightening as my orgasm rippled through my entire body, making me arch my back in pleasure. My moans filled the room. His eyes lock with mine as he pulled out of me.
He didn’t give me time to catch my breath and got off the bed, aliening his shaft with my mouth.
He slid his dick along my lips, spreading his pre-cum before gently sliding into my mouth. A silent ‘fuck’ escaped his lips as I began to move my tongue around his tip, humming around his shaft. He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my face up to get more of him into my mouth.
I began moving my head up and down his shaft in a steady rhythm. I released it from my mouth, my fingers playing with the tip, spreading the precum over the head and using it to lubricate my hand as I slowly stroked him up and down. Jungkook brushed my hair away from my face so he could watch as his length slid through my lips and down the back of my throat. In and out, I expertly pleasured him.
He parted my lips with his fingers slightly and slid his length between them. He squeezed his eyes shut and gasped as I could taste the familiar salty taste invading my mouth.
“Shit.” he mumbled as I stuck out my tongue and licked him clean.
He pulled away from me before offering me his hand and pulling me to my feet. He cupped my face and placed a loving peck on my forehead, making me giggle at his affection.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” He suggested before leaving to let me in a hot bath. I felt my eyelids getting heavy as the sound of water spraying was the only visible sound
~Youngmi~
