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an ⋮ hello, im super sorry this is late! life has been a little busying and i didn’t have much time to write, i apologize! but here it is! hearing y’all’s feedback motivates me a lot, so don’t be afraid to talk to me! and can we pls pretend those dms are tinder chats? i didn’t have a layout LMAO SORRY!!!

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！ ׅ࣪ ✰︬ ࣪ ׅ ☺︎ ׅ ࣪ ♡ ⃝ ࣪ ׅ ᵎᵎ

Astro, ATEEZ, BAP (OT5 only) BTS, CIX, Day6, EXO, Got7, iKON, Monsta X (ot7 or bust), NCT 127, Oneus, Pentagon, The Rose, Stray Kids, TXT, Victon, VIXX

Hit me with reactions, one member answers, MTLs, anything
Any genre, who doesn’t love a little smut? Members underage I won’t write smut for though because…let’s be honest, you shouldn’t be requesting underaged smut anyway.

The Jungs ❤ we look pretty lovely together, yeah?

Favorite sweet isn’t trying to leave my head I want more of baker jin. I don’t know why I am so stuck on this post out of all my fics this one has been on my mind since the day I wrote it.

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~ Panadero

Pairing: baker!seokjin x f!reader

Genre: future lover, smut, fluff, sexual tension

Warning: masturbating, smut, sweet reader, unprotected sex, breeding kink, ass lover, pain and pleasure, etc (I’ll come back to this later) Jin is so fine

“Te devoró como mi cupcake favorito”

“Open” a smile slowly spread on his lip as you open your mouth he pushed the cupcake in your mouth. He looked into your eyes, you never break eye contact. He looks at you with suck desirable eyes, his eyes make you slightly nervous. You bite on the cupcake again enjoying the taste of his treat. He bites on his lip lightly as he stands up nice and tall. “mmm it’s so good” he smiled nodding. Your tongue licks your top lips licking all the frosting off. Jin couldn’t keep his eyes off your tongue, his hands tightened around the table he leaned against. But his desire to touch you got the best of him he walked ever closer to you wiping the rest of the frosting off your lips he looked into your eyes as he brought his finger to his lips licking it clean with his tongue.

Your eyes stare at his tongue as he slowly licks his fingers clean. He is driving you insane, you look at his lips slowly looking back up his face staring into his eyes. Sharing the same look he’s been giving you, those lust hungry eyes. Seokjin is not one to wait once he seeks his opportunity he takes it. He smirked lightly as he trapped you against the counter you lean against.

You look up at him with one thing on your mind and that’s having his pretty lips on yours. “Can I kiss you” you smiled nodding “kiss me jin” he smiled as he brushed his lips against yours. You place your hands on his hips pulling him closer wanting to have his body pressed against yours. You cupped his face so desperate for a kiss, you bite on his lip making him smile. He angled his head as you two slowly open your mouths to kiss when……. “Hey Seokjin they’re here for t-“ hoseok stops talking when he sees the both of you.

All you can do is pull back a bit smiling, how embarrassing. Jin smiled looking at you “I’ll be there in a second, set everything up for now” hoseok quickly nods walking away. “I’m not down with you” he cupped your face you thought he would kiss you but his lips press on your forehead. He smiled against the kiss knowing what it will do to you. “I’ll see you tomorrow beautiful” he kissed your cheek smiling before walking away. What a fucking tease.

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This is wrong right? You pull your clothes off until you’re only in your bra and underwear. You grab your vibrator before laying on your bed spreading your legs. Is wrong to masturbate to the man you desire the most. Your imagination is wild you imagine Jin lick the cream from the cupcake with his tongue letting the cream slip down his tongue, laying on you lips. “I made a mess it’s only right if I clean it up” he smirked as his head dives in between your legs. You moan as you press the vibrator on your clit imaging his tongue play with it steading the cream all over your dripping cunt.

You push a finger in you imagining it to be Jin “fuck squeezed around my fingers” his head pressed deeper in your legs needing to have your taste your arousal. He pulled his hands away quickly wrapping his hands around your legs using only his tongue and tip of his nose to give you pleasure. “FuckJ-Jin” your pussy clinched around his tongue as you imagine his eyes staring into yours licking and sucking on your juices. You imagine trying to push his head away from your throbbing pussy feeling so much pleasure you’ll cum all over his mouth. He tightened his hands around your legs stopping you from running away.

He smirked as he watched you cum undone for him as his tongue played with you pussy the way he wants making your legs shake “o~ohh yesss Jin” you press the vibrator deeper on pussy making your eyes roll to the back of your head as your legs shook dramatically making you instantly cum. You smile as you fucked yourself through your high making your legs shake, you stop to catch your breath. You kinda regret it did you really just make yourself cum just by imagining jin??

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The next day you went over the bakery like he asked. He’s been teaching you to bake wonderful treats also teaching you cute designs. “You’re doing good” he hovers behind you instantly making you nervous fucking yourself last night while thinking about him was a bad idea now you cant get him out of your fantasies. “Why did you stop you’re doing so good” see him talking like this isn’t helping too, his hand sat on your hip as his other hand lays on the table. You licked your lips focusing on the design “____ what did you do last night” you grew more nervous “u-um just ate and watched a movie why” he smirked, his pretty girl is a lair.

“What if I told you I stopped by yesterday” you try not to look to your side knowing he staring dead at you. Your cheeks can’t help but blush “o-oh why didn’t you tell me” he got closer to you until you feel his chest pressed against your back “mmm you sounded busy I didn’t want to disturb your peace” his smirk grew as you slowly looked at him you trying to say something but nothing came out “do you like thinking about me while touching yourself” his warm breath fans against your ear sending chills down your spine. He kissed you exposed neck “yes” he smiled as he bit on your neck. He pushed the cupcake away before pressing you down on the table.

He grabbed your hips as he rubbed his bulge against your ass “just thinking about last night turns me on” he bites his lip as he grinds his hard cock on your ass. Your mouth opens as his clothed throbbing cock touch and rub on your ass. “Jin” he smiled as he slapped your ass catching you off guard. “Angel would you like for me to fulfill all you fancies” his fingers slowly touch you pulsing pussy you bite your lip, he rubbed on your clothed pussy making him tighten his hold on your waist “please” he smiled as he pulled you thin shorts down taking them fully off “I’m going to fuck you so good I’ll be the only thing in your mind” he bends you over the counter pushed your shirt up your back, he bends down to kiss up your back, sending pleasure through out your body.

“Jin” you arch your back with every kiss sending chills down your back. His hands slide up your waist to your chest squeezing your breast through your bra. He kisses you neck as his hand left you breast, his finger tips brush against you stomach making you feel things. “How bad do you want me to please you” his warm breath fans against your neck as he teased you by brushing his fingers against you clothed pussy. You’re so desperate for him “please jin touch me, I want you so bad” he smiled as his fingers enter your panties his fingers slips in between your lips letting your arousal pool his finger. “all this for me” he smiled as his fantasy is play out for him.

His fantasy has always been to fuck you against a table, locking his finger in your hair using you body to thrust into his cock as you moaned his name for more. His fantasy is to fuck you so good you come back to him and him only. His fingers thrust into you with out a warning making you moan loudly as you thrust back on his finger his fingers tightened around your breast as you squeezed his fingers “love relax and enjoy my fingers in you” he kissed the back of your neck letting his kisses fill you with pleasure. You can help but receive pleasure from his warm breath leaving tingling feeling throughout your body “just like that, take my fingers” he thrusts his fingers in a slow but rough pace making you moan and gasp with every thrust. “J-Jin” he smile as a sexy moan left your lips. He couldn’t help but pick up the pace wanting you to moan his name like a chant.

“F-Fuck Jin” you grind on his fingers, pleasuring yourself with his long fingers that rub you the right way, his fingers curled in you making you legs shake “do you like that” he does it against making your breaths tremble “that feels so good jin” he added another finger making you squeeze and release his fingers. “Angel” his voice makes you melt, his fingers thrust into you making your back arch “.f~faster” he smiled. He pushed a third finger making you grab on his hand that rest on your breast “Angel you asked for this, so take my fingers” he pulled out just to push his fingers back into you “y~yess” your eyes roll to the back of your head as you grind your hips on his fingers, you’re so so close to coming all over his fingers.

His excitement grew when you bounced back on his fingers fucking yourself. His cock throb as you make a mess on his fingers. “Look at the mess you’re making” he pulled his hand away from your breast making you whine “need me to touch you” you nod “please make me cum I want to cum all over you” he played with you clit needing you to cum before he takes you on this table.

Your moans loudened as he finger fucked you to the sky “a~aahhh Jin just like that” you slowly grind your hips as your legs shake “please angel cum for me” your mouth opened as you close your hands in a tight fist as you came all over his fingers “s~shit” he rubbed your clit into overstimulation your legs and moans shake “t~to much” he stopped as you slowly focused on your breathing. He kissed your head as he stood up pulling on his belt. You laid satisfied as he pulled his pants down letting his cock out.

He pulled your drenched panties down giving him a perfect view of your ass and pussy. He spat on his hard length quickly pumping himself into pleasure letting his pre cum drip down your lips. His hands cupped your ass squeezing them how he pleases “you have such a pretty ass” he bites his lip as he lands a slap on your cheek making you yelp. He slapped your other cheek watching you ass juggle with each slap. “Jin” he smiled knowing he’s infecting some pain and pleasure. His hand lays on your ass feeling your warm cheek against his hand. He grabbed his cock slowly pushing into your tight pussy, he groans with the pleasant squeeze he received.

He pulled your hips closer to him pressing down on you back as he thrust into you “Fuck” he groans at how good your pussy is squeezing him. You moan with every thrust, he stretched you out rubbing on your walls so good. He picked up his pace letting his pleasure consume him “j-jin” his cock throbs as you moan his name. He will fuck you with care later, right now he will fuck you like there’s no tmr. He grabbed your hair locking his fingers in your hair “I’m going to make you mine tonight” he pulled on your hair using that in advantage to thrust filling into making you take everything he gives you.

“T~To fast” but he can’t stop this feels too good to stop “angel youre taking me so well” he pulled your head back making your back arch more. “Just like that, sweetheart” you clinched around him as moan left his lips “fuck you feel amazing” he wants you to squeeze and throb around his cock, sweetheart make him cum. His hand touched your clit making your moans to shake, “j-jin wait” he shakes his head.

“I can’t wait sweetheart I need to cum all in you” he smiled as he pulled up closer to him “I need to touch your pretty body” his hands go up your shirt as you grab onto the counter “I’m sorry” he pulled on your bra hearing a ripping noise. “Jin” you whine making him laugh “I’ll take you to buy new ones tomorrow” he leans down kissing you neck “I promise” now satisfied he can cup your tits as he fucked into you.

He grabbed onto your tits as he fucked into you, his fingers squeeze and rubbed on your tits giving you extra pleasure. You thrust meet his making you legs shake “j~Jin” he smirked as you throb around his length “cum for me sweetheart” your moans loudened making a echo through his empty bakery. “____” he moans your name as you cum all over him. He hugged your body as he reached his limit, fucking you sensitive pussy “j~jin” he kissed your head as he filled you up thrusting the rest of his cum In you “I know sweetheart” he stopped thrusting into you quickly hugging your body close to him.“Sweetheart you did amazing” you smiled as you lay your head against his shoulder.

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it’s called Baby Boy Culture (⁎⁍̴̆Ɛ⁍̴̆⁎)

Someone: Hey remember Yoongi’s audition vi-

Yoongi:

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: I did not proof read this at all, so sorry in advance for any errors!

Word Count:5k+

Summary: What happens when Jungkook betrays the trust of his girlfriend by sharing a highly personal detail about her life with his friends? How do you respond when the one person you trusted above anyone else does the very thing he vowed never to do – break your heart.

Being best friends with seven overgrown man-children was definitely an experience. An experience you hadn’t quite foreseen in your future when you first moved to Seoul, Korea. Nevertheless, it was an experience that you wouldn’t trade for the world. Most days, at least, you corrected yourself ruefully.

Over a year ago, you had made the biggest, most adult-like decision in your life thus far and decided to pack up all that you had, leaving behind everything and everyone that you knew in favor of starting a new journey in a completely different country. You were hesitant when you were first offered the job opportunity, but quickly realized that turning down such an opportunity would be a decision that you would always look back on with regret. And certainly, looking back now, you could definitely say that you had made the best decision of your life in moving to Seoul. Not only had it led you to the love of your life, but also to the aforementioned crazy best friends, of whom your boyfriend was actually one.

You could only describe the meeting as fate as it was truly a scene straight out of a romantic comedy. It had been your first week at your new job, you had frantically been checking the map on your phone, trying to navigate the winding hallways in order to find the room where your two o’clock meeting was being held. In your distracted state, you had failed to notice the man in front of you walk straight into the door that he had been too preoccupied to notice was closed before promptly falling to the ground, serving as the hazard that had caused your own frantic descent to the hard floor.  

The man had been so sweet and apologetic, ensuring over and over again that you were unhurt. You assured him that you were just fine and not to worry, but he had insisted on making it up to you, stating that he couldn’t rest until he offered you what he claimed was the most perfect hot chocolate in the world. Before you could protest, he pulled you through the door, this time successfully opening it before attempting to walk through, and into what looked like a large recording studio area.

He quickly dragged you over to the back corner of the room that seemed to serve as the designated snack area as it was occupied by a mini-fridge, coffee maker, microwave, and toaster oven. He wasted no time in getting to work, pulling out a mug and various different ingredients and before you knew it, he was proudly presenting you with his hot chocolate creation with a large, endearing smile on his face. You had been about to protest, worried about making your meeting on time, but there was no possible way that you could refuse that face. He looked so eager and so, with a rueful smile, you gratefully accepted the warm drink and took a nice long sip, relishing in the rich, chocolatey taste.

His eyes never left your face, eyebrows raising expectantly after you pulled back.

“You were right,” you assented. “Definitely the most perfect cup of hot chocolate I’ve ever had. You have a real gift, kind sir.”

“Why thank you, m’lady,” he responded, giving you an exaggerated bow that set you off in a fit of giggles. This guy was just too adorable for his own good.

Before you could inquire any further as to his name or any other details about him, a loud flurry of noises sounded behind you as a group of boys walked into the room, laughing and joking and shoving one another. However, once they caught sight of you standing in the middle of the room with the man by your sight, their conversations quickly shut off, eyes simultaneously bouncing back and forth between you and the mystery man by your side.

“Who’s this?” One of the men asked curiously, stepping forward and glancing between the two of you with eyebrows raised.

You and the man exchanged quick glances, realizing that you had yet to formally introduce yourselves to one another.

Realizing this, you took a small step forward. “Hi. My name is Y/N. I’m new to the company. I just moved here last week and I literally ran into your friend here in the hallway,” you explained, gesturing to the man beside you, who had a faint blush covering his cheeks.

“Yeah,” the man said, sheepishly rubbing at the back of his neck. “I kind of ran into the door and took her down with me.”

The boys stared at the two of you for a moment before breaking into laughter, seemingly not even questioning the events of the story.

“Awww, such the charmer you are, Jungkookie-ah,” the man who had originally stepped forward to question your presence joked. “Only you could meet a pretty girl in such a way. This type of stuff only happens in movies.”

The man besides you, who you now supposed was named Jungkookie? blushed, ducking his head down to hide his reddening face. “Stop it, Jimin-ssi,” he pleaded, sending a rush through your heart. This man was just too cute.

Taking pity on their friend, the tallest member of the group took a step forward. “Welcome to Seoul and to BigHit, Y/N. It’s very nice to meet you. I’m Namjoon,” he introduced, reaching forward to shake your hand before the others followed suit one-by-one.

Once finished with the group standing in front of you, you turned to meet the gaze of the man at your side, who was staring at you with a sheepish smile. “Hi.” He smiled. “I didn’t get a chance to formally introduce myself earlier. I’m Jungkook.”

You grinned. “Very nice to meet you, Jungkook. Thank you very much for the hot chocolate, it was excellent,” you complimented. “But I really do have to get going. I’m running a bit late for my meeting.”

“Oh, of course!” He flushed. “I’m sorry to keep you. I really should have asked before forcing you to follow me in here.”

“No worries at all,” you reassured gently. “It was well worth it. Now I know just where to come when I’m in the mood for some delicious hot chocolate.”

Jungkook blushed again and you were really starting to believe that that was just the permanent state of his face before the mischievous one who had spoken earlier, and who you now knew was named Jimin, spoke up. “Why don’t you come back here after your meeting, Y/N. We’ll still be here. Since you’re new to the city, I’m sure you don’t know very many people. Let us show you around a little bit!”

The other boys chorused along their agreement with that offer, insisting that you allow them to take you out.

“Let us make up for our little maknae almost maiming you on your first week,” the man who had introduced himself as World Wide Handsome a.k.a. Jin interjected.

You let out a laugh. “There’s really nothing to make up for, but I’d love it if you guys showed me around a little bit. I haven’t had a chance to go exploring yet. I’d love to see your country through your own eyes.”

“Then it’s settled!” Namjoon declared, a broad grin stretching across his face. “Come back here after your meeting is done and we’ll head out!”

“Ok, sounds like a plan,” you nodded. “I’ll see you guys soon then!”

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And that had been that. At the time you hadn’t known that they were the most famous K-Pop group in the world, which they had teased you mercilessly about. Considering you worked for the company that employed them, they had found it unbelievable that you had had no idea who they were. But all the same, they found it refreshing to talk to someone who knew nothing of their background or their fame, someone they could have a normal conversation with and just be themselves around.

The eight of you had quickly bonded, meeting together often for meals, going out after work to explore the town, or even attending game nights at their shared apartment. Your relationship with each one of them had solidified so quickly, finding your own common ground that bonded you with each member. However, there was one that stood out from the rest. Jungkook. Ever since that first meeting, there was a spark between the two of you, something that the others were quick to pick up on. They were constantly teasing the two of you and scheming for opportunities to get the two of you alone together. So, with all of their plotting, it was no surprise that you quickly found yourself growing closer and closer to Jungkook each and every day. He quickly became your closest friend and greatest confidante. Therefore, when he had finally mustered up the courage to ask you out on a date, you hadn’t wasted a second before agreeing.

It was nothing but history after that. Your date had gone fantastic and you had been together ever since. There was no one you trusted and adored more than Jungkook and vice versa. Although you had never expected to fall in love with an idol, you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Jungkook was your other half, complementing you perfectly. Your relationship came with its fair share of heartaches and challenges, but the two of you were a great team, solving each new trial as it came your way.

The boys welcomed you into their family with wide open arms, agreeing that you were perfect for their little golden maknae. They teased the two of you relentlessly about your relationship, but always out of love and affection for you both.

Despite the fact that you were extremely close with all of the boys, there were certain things that you only confided in with Jungkook – one of which being your relationship experience, or rather lack of. Jungkook was actually your very first boyfriend, something that you tried not to advertise too much. You weren’t ashamed of your past and your decision to prioritize other things in your life up until this point, but you recognized that to the outside world, it was a very rare and weird occurrence that usually resulted in people asking what could possibly be wrong with you if you went twenty or so years without having a significant other.

You tried not to dwell on it too much, after all you had a boyfriend now and you were very happy together. All of the waiting had absolutely been worth it. However, with your lack of experience came a certain shyness. This was all so new to you and you wanted to take things slowly, something that Jungkook absolutely understood and never once made you feel guilty or insecure about. Sex was something that was completely off the table for the moment.  As you probably guessed, you were a virgin and had no plans of changing that status anytime soon. You loved Jungkook more than you could express and taking that step was definitely something you could imagine happening with him, even more frequently now as time continued to go on. However, that was still a huge decision and one you were not yet completely ready to make.

When you had finally opened up to Jungkook about that personal detail about yourself, you had been so nervous as to how he would react. You of course had had entirely nothing to worry about, though. Jungkook had been the absolute sweetest and most understanding person in the world, admiring you for sticking to your convictions and never compromising your values simply because others around you may or may not have been engaging in certain activities.

Although this was a part of your life that you accepted and something that you had had no regrets in sharing with Jungkook, it was also something that you found highly personal and didn’t want advertised, especially to your rowdy group of friends who you loved dearly, but who often did not know when a joke was being taken too far. You had asked Jungkook to keep that personal detail about yourself between the two of you and he had been quick to agree, pressing a sweet kiss to your mouth and promising that your secrets were always safe with him. You had had no reason to doubt him, believing wholeheartedly that he was 100% genuine and would never go back on his word to you. However, that unfortunately all changed one night as the eight of you were all hanging out together as was usual on a Friday evening.

While you and Jungkook were frequently in your own little couple’s world, you never forgot to make time for your best friends as well, not forgetting that if it hadn’t been for them and their incessant meddling, you and Jungkook might never have gotten together. That was why it had almost become ritual for the eight of you to gather together after a long week of work and relax, choosing to watch movies, play games, or simply just eat your weight in junk food.

And this night was no different. You were all gathered on the luxurious couches in their apartment, buried in blankets and snuggled in together. You were pressed firmly into Jungkook’s side, arms wrapped around one another, completely at peace in each other’s presence. Every so often, Jungkook would lean down and press a soft, sweet kiss to your face, alternating between your forehead, cheek, neck, and so on.

“Eh, Y/N?” A voice asked, pulling you out of your Jungkook-bubble.

“Huh?” You questioned, having missed the conversation that had been going on around you entirely. However, you felt like you couldn’t be blamed for your lack of attention. It was all Jungkook’s fault and his perfect, distracting kisses.

“Is that accurate?” Jimin asked, a teasing smirk on his face as he gestured to the movie playing on the screen, which you honestly hadn’t even paid a bit of attention to since it had started. You truthfully weren’t even sure what movie they had chosen. When taking a vote at the beginning of the night, you hadn’t cared too much. You usually spent your movie nights exactly as you were right now, wrapped in Jungkook’s arms and completely distracted and consumed by his presence.

“What?” You asked, looking around the room at the various teasing expressions of your friends, wondering what you had missed. You looked back up at Jungkook’s face to notice that his expression was just as mystified as your own, clearly having been just as wrapped up in you as you were in him.

“Is the movie portraying with accuracy the reality of being a twenty-something year old virgin?” Jin clarified.

Behind you, you felt Jungkook tense up while you merely furrowed your brows in confusion, not yet quite understanding why they were asking you this question; however, as you heard the sharp intake of breath from Jungkook behind you, your mind began to connect the dots, reality setting in as what you had believed to be impossible was actually coming true.

“What?” You whispered, still in a state of shock, your mind trying to catch up to what was going on around you.

“The movie,” Taehyung explained. “Is it accurate? We know Hollywood tends to dramatize these things. I’d never actually met a fully grown adult virgin before to confirm; however. Well, until we met you. I have to say, I was quite surprised though. I didn’t really believe Jungkookie at first when he told us,” Taehyung continued on, clearly not realizing the massive hole that he was currently digging for his friend as you mutely listened on.

“Jungkook told you?” You questioned, still not quite believing it. There was no one that you trusted more in this world than Jungkook. You had never had a reason to doubt his sincerity or trustworthiness, which was why your brain was now having trouble believing what was clearly being spelled out in front of you by your friends and their teasing grins as well as the suspicious silence from the man in question.

Reflexively, you moved away from Jungkook’s embrace, his hands following desperately after you only for you to move further away from him on the couch, silently communicating that being touched by him was the last thing you wanted in this moment.

Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hosoek exchanged glances, quickly realizing what was going on and that this was a piece of information that you had never intended to be shared with the whole group. Quickly, they tried to communicate this to the other members, but with no luck. They were finding too much entertainment in poking fun at you while you just sat there, at a loss for words.

“Hey, that’s enough,” Namjoon finally interceded, no longer able to ignore the look of distress on your face or the utter guilt consuming Jungkook’s own.

Numbly, you finally turned to face your boyfriend, accusation clear in your eyes. He gulped in response, knowing that he was in for it, and rightfully so. However, as you continued to gaze at him, the anger that initially consumed your features was replaced by something so much worse – hurt and betrayal.

“You told them?” You questioned in a broken tone. “After you promised me you understood how personal that was for me to share? That you wouldn’t talk about it with the others?”

The laughter quickly died off as the remaining BTS members realized what was happening, guilt rapidly beginning to form in the pits of their stomachs. They hadn’t realized that this was something you weren’t comfortable with sharing. They had figured that if you had shared that information with Jungkook and he had in turn told them, that it was something you were okay with discussing. They hadn’t meant to hurt your feelings at all. But clearly, the damage had already been done.

“Jagi,” Jungkook began, but then quickly broke off, not having an acceptable answer to your question. He had screwed up, a fact which was made quite clear by the pain in your eyes. Your happiness was one of the most important things in the world to him. He couldn’t stand to see you upset, much less when he knew that he was the cause of your hurt.

“No,” you cried, cutting off whatever useless defense he had been about to muster up. “I can’t believe you, Jungkook. I trusted you. This is exactly the situation I wanted to avoid and you knew that. You expressly told me that you wouldn’t say anything to the other boys, and then what? You go right around and do exactly what you had promised not to. I can’t believe you, Jeon Jungkook.”

“Y/N … I – I,” he broke off, completely at a loss, wanting to go over and comfort you, holding you in his arms and gently wiping away the tears that were rapidly forming in your eyes. But he couldn’t do that. Not this time. Not when he was the source of said tears. This was a position he hadn’t found himself in before. You and Jungkook were amazingly compatible. In the months that you two had been dating, you had had very few conflicts and those that you did have were always solved with discussion and an exchange of opinions and feelings. He had never made you cry before and it was a feeling he never wanted to experience again.

“No,” you declared, biting your lip and trying your best to hold in the cries that were trying desperately to leave your body. “I can’t be here anymore.”

Quickly, you stood up, making your way to the doorway and wasting no time in putting your shoes on and grabbing your bag before exiting the apartment, slamming the door with a resounding bang, that clearly communicated you did not want to be followed.

Jungkook was too in shock to even process this as he stared at the doorway you had practically just raced through. The other boys were in much the same predicament, not quite knowing how to respond, not only to your hasty departure, but also to the argument they had just witnessed. As previously mentioned, you and Jungkook never really fought, not in private, and definitely not in public. They were used to you and Jungkook being in perfect sync, the ideal couple, and the perfect counterpart for one another. You completed each other so perfectly that this was a scenario in which they never imagined witnessing, much less being a part of.

“Jungkook…?” Namjoon prompted gently, feeling sorry for the youngest member and the look of despair on his face, completely at a loss with how to process and handle this situation.

“What just happened?” Jimin interrupted. “I didn’t realize that it was a big secret?”

“I hadn’t either,” Hosoek chimed in. “Not until I saw the look on her face.”

“Why’d you tell us that, Jungkook?” Jin questioned, voicing the thoughts of everyone else in the room. “It sounded like she expressly told you not to share that bit of personal information, which I can honestly understand, especially considering that we did exactly what she had been trying to avoid.”

The boys looked down, ashamed at their actions. Yes, they had genuinely believed that this was something you were fine with openly sharing and therefore joking about, but they never should have poked fun at something so personal in the first place. They each resolved in their own minds to apologize to you the next time they saw you, hoping that you weren’t too upset with them.

Taehyung moved over to Jungkook, placing a hand on his shoulder and giving him a slight shake, attempting to rouse him from his bewildered stupor. “Jungkook?”

Jungkook jerked away, coming alive at once and finally tearing his gaze away from the door that you had left through.

After taking a quick glance around the room and the various expressions of concern and guilt on his friends’ faces, he jumped up, grabbing his phone and his keys before rushing out of the room after you, vowing to make this right with you.

***

After about an hour later and having gone to a number of different locations in order to find you, yet coming up empty, Jungkook walked through the entryway of your apartment, desperately praying that he would find you here. He would go insane if he didn’t find you soon and know that you were safe.

“Y/N-ah!” He called, receiving no reply in return.

His heart sank, ready to lose it completely as endless possibilities of what could have happened to you ran through his mind. However, he was able to sink fully into that mindset of despair, he heard a faint sniffle coming from the bedroom. Hurriedly, he stood to his feet, practically sprinting into your bedroom, only to find you curled up into a tiny ball at the center of the bed, surrounded and covered in pillows and blankets. His heart lurched at the sight of you crying and in pain, but at the moment, his relief that you were okay won out over anything else.

“Y/N!” He breathed, rushing to your side and enveloping you completely in his arms, moving the blankets out of the way so he could see your face.

However, he wasn’t expecting for you to push him away. He didn’t think you had ever turned down any sort of physical contact with him. You were usually the one to initiate it, in fact, always grabbing his hand, leaning your head against his chest, snuggling into his side, and so on. You shying away from him threw him off and gave him a feeling that he never again wanted to experience.

“No,” you whined, when he hesitantly reached towards you again. “Please leave,” you begged. “I don’t want you here right now, Jungkook.”

If Jungkook’s heart hadn’t broken before your previous actions, it absolutely shattered at your words to him now.

“Baby, please, I –“he struggled to express, trying and failing to come up with the words that would get you back in his arms, right where you belonged.

“I don’t want to talk, Jungkook,” you cried. “You really hurt me. Maybe you think I’m being dramatic, but this is a really big deal to me. You knew how hard it was for me to open up to you,” you accused, finally pulling the blanket away and revealing your broken form to Jungkook, his heart sinking at the sight of your red, tear-stained cheeks. “You knew exactly how personal that was and how much I wanted it to stay between you and I,” you continued. “You promised that you wouldn’t say anything and then you immediately went back on your word. How much time did it take for you to go running off to tell them? Did you all mock me together?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Jungkook exclaimed, shocked at where your thoughts were taking you. “Just wait a minute!”

You sniffled, jaw set stubbornly, but making no move to interrupt him surprisingly.

“We did not mock you, I would never do that,” Jungkook began, ignoring your quiet scoff of disbelief at his words. “And I know you have absolutely every right to not believe me,” he noted. “But I truly didn’t mean to break your trust. I did and I do understand how hard it was for you to open up to me and I appreciate and value that trust more than you know. I understand that I betrayed that trust that you had in me, and for that I am deeply sorry. I wish I had a good explanation, but I truly don’t. We were just hanging out one night and it kind of slipped out. I didn’t mean to tell them your private business, but once it was out, I couldn’t take it back, but I knew if I tried to convince them not to say anything that that would make them want to bring it up in front of you all the more. I was hoping that if I played it off that they would assume it was no big deal and never mention it again. Clearly, that was a very stupid plan, and I see that now. I should have been up front and honest with them and with you as well. But Y/N, baby, never doubt that I love you and that I have your back – 100%. I may mess up from time to time, in fact, I know I will,” he corrected. “But that doesn’t mean that I love you any less,” he breathed out, voice and eyes pleading with you to understand, to forgive him.

“I love you so much,” he confessed. “Don’t let my idiocy and insensitivity ruin what we have,” he begged. “I promise I won’t ever betray your trust like that again. Let me show you how much I mean it. Let me make it up to you.”

You simply stared back at him, wide-eyed, not quite expecting such a passionate apology from him.

“Say something,” he pleaded, unable to handle your silence.

“I’m not quite sure what to say,” you admitted, still a little in awe from his words.

“Then say you forgive me,” he requested, hand hesitantly inching forward to grab onto your own, taking it as a positive sign that you hadn’t pulled away from him once again.

You looked down at your intertwined hands, your heart thumping in response to his thumb gently stroking the skin along the back of your hand.

“You really didn’t mean to tell them?” You questioned in a small voice, your anger slowly melting away at both the heartfelt words and the adorable doe-eyes that were begging you for your forgiveness.

“No, baby, I didn’t,” he promised, squeezing your hand. “I would never do that to you intentionally. It was just one of those moments where I wasn’t paying attention to what I was saying and it slipped out. I knew right away that I had messed up, but I didn’t know what to do. I should have come to you right away though and confessed what had happened. We could have avoided this entire situation if I had just been honest with you.”

You nodded, unable to deny that before glancing down at your clasped hands once again. Although you were still upset with him, you couldn’t deny the sincerity in his eyes. You believed him and you believed that he understood the severity of what he had done. You knew that he loved you and would never do anything to intentionally harm you. Your relationship was something that was too precious to the both of you and although you were hurt, you knew that this would be something that you would be able to work through together. Seeing your smaller hand clutched in his larger one, you couldn’t deny that you and Jungkook just fit together. Everything was right when you were with one another.

Jungkook, having must have sensed your anger slowly melting away, prompted you softly. “Do you think you’ll be able to forgive me, jagiya?”

Without replying, you leaned forward to place your lips against his own in a gentle kiss, expressing all that you wanted to without words. And Jungkook, your other half, understood perfectly, returning the sentiment by pouring his own love and sincerity back into the kiss. The two of you continued on in your sweet embrace, allowing all of the hurt and anger to be swept away by each new kiss.

A few moments later, Jungkook gently pulled away, pressing soft kisses to your face, eliciting a sweet giggle from your lips.

Jungkook grinned in return, overjoyed and at perfect peace to be back in harmony with you – his love, his other half, his perfect partner in everything.

“I love you so much, Y/N,” he expressed, eyes gleaming and heart full. You were the only one who could make him feel like this and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I love you too, Kookie,” you echoed, once again leaning into him and allowing yourself to be swept away in the sweetness of his embrace, exactly where you belonged.

Pairing:Jungkook x Reader

Warnings:None!

Word Count:9k+

Summary: When Jungkook gets hurt on tour, requiring stitches and needing to sit out for a few performances, you’re there to comfort and reassure him, no matter how much he tries to push you away for trying. Mostly fluff, slight angst!

A/N: Just a little idea I had after seeing the behind-the-scenes video of when Jungkook cut his heel while on tour. I just wondered what it would be like for his girlfriend to see him in pain and how she would respond to him insisting on performing while still clearly hurt. Hope you enjoy!

Groaning, you rolled over, burying your face deeper into your pillows at the sound of the obtrusive ringtone sounding off much too early in the morning. Glancing at the alarm clock next to you, you were fully prepared to ignore the unwelcome caller after seeing what an ungodly time in the morning it was.  However, your attitude quickly changed and your heart began racing after remembering that your idol boyfriend was currently on tour in Europe, often resulting in sporadic calls due to the constantly changing time zones.

Nevertheless, you had just spoken to him before heading to bed that night. He knew that you were sleeping, and as such, wouldn’t call unless something was had happened. Concern growing, you turned on the bedside lamp, heart dropping when you saw the caller ID. Jimin. You knew that your boyfriend’s fellow BTS member wouldn’t be calling, especially at this hour, unless something was very wrong.

“Hello? Jimin?” You answered warily, bracing yourself for the worst.

“Y/N,” he answered, voice tight, which did absolutely nothing to ease your anxiety. “Hi. How are you?”

“I’ll be honest, Jimin, not great,” you snorted humorlessly. “I know you wouldn’t be calling me unless something happened. What’s wrong?”

Despite the somber mood that had plagued Jimin’s mind for the last few hours since the accident, he couldn’t hold in the slight chuckle that escaped his throat. He should’ve known that you wouldn’t have been fooled by his not so successful attempt at nonchalance. You were already a very bright girl, but you were even more sharp when it came to Jungkook. The two of you had been dating for the last few years now and Jimin had never seen anything like your relationship. You and Jungkook seemed to have this unspoken understanding and were so in tune with each other, that although he mostly found it sweet, sometimes he found himself a little creeped out by just how well the two of you were able to sense such small shifts in the other’s demeanor.

“Can’t get anything past you, Y/N,” Jimin finally responded, reaching his hand up to rub the back of his neck, mulling over how best to break the news in order to cause you the least amount of worry possible. “There was something that happened,” Jimin finally admitted, quickly continuing after hearing your sharp intake of breath. “He’s going to be absolutely fine, but he is going to need a few stitches.”

“What happened?” You demanded, not yet satisfied with the amount of information you had been given.

Jimin sighed. “I’m not 100% sure myself,” he admitted. “But Jungkook had been warming up for our performance this evening and then went into the bathroom,” he began. “Somehow there was a piece of loose metal or something and he cut the back of his heel on it. He has a pretty deep cut. The doctor is on his way right now, but our team is pretty confident that the cut will require a few stitches.”

You released a breath, worry still lingering, but the feelings of panic had at least subsided. You were grateful that it was nothing serious, but now you were more worried about Jungkook’s mental state. Knowing him as well as you did, you knew that he would be blaming himself for an accident that could not have been predicted and that was in no way his fault. Additionally, you knew that if this was something that would prevent him from performing, he would be beating himself up relentlessly. That boy lived for his fans and always gave 110% for every practice, performance, interview, etc. Although that dedication and passion are two things that initially drew you to him when you first met, they were also two qualities that worried you like nothing else. He often tended to overwork himself as a result and if he didn’t perform to what he believed to be anything but his absolute best, he would tear himself to pieces. And you knew this situation would be no different.

“How is he?” You asked and Jimin immediately knew what you were referring to. Jimin was very similar to Jungkook in many ways, particularly in the impossible standards they set for themselves and their inability to slow down, even when sick or hurt. He understood, probably more than anyone, exactly what Jungkook was feeling right now and he knew that you were just as in tune to how Jungkook’s mind worked and what his priorities would be right now.

Jimin let out a breath. “He’s handling it surprisingly well, but I don’t think it’s truly sunk in yet,” Jimin admitted. “I think that he believes he’ll be able to get these stitches this afternoon and then go right out and perform like nothing happened tonight.”

You inhaled sharply, ready to scold your boyfriend for even having such a thought. Although you weren’t surprised by this information, you were upset that he would care so little for his own health and risk further damage by performing so soon after his injury.

“Don’t worry, Y/N,” Jimin comforted. “None of us are going to let him perform. Especially Jin and Namjoon. You know how protective they are of our little maknae. Besides, I think at the back of his mind, Jungkook knows he’s not going to be able to perform tonight. He just doesn’t want to admit it yet.”

“Is the doctor there yet? Can I talk to Jungkook?” You asked, grateful for the information from Jimin, but wanting to hear from your boyfriend’s own mouth how he was doing.

“Yeah, hold on, I’ll bring the phone over. They have him laying down on the table so that he’s ready. The doctor should be here any minute.”

On the other line, you could hear a door opening and the eruption of voices talking as Jimin moved to where all the excitement was no doubt happening. You supposed their team had a lot to discuss regarding the show tonight. Jungkook was such a major aspect to the team, as were all the boys. When one piece of the puzzle was missing, it threw everything off.

After a few moments, you heard Jimin’s quiet voice telling Jungkook that he had you on the phone to update you on what had happened and that you wanted to speak with him.

“Hi, jagiya,” you heard his tired voice murmur, causing tears to well in your eyes. You loved that man more than anything and you absolutely hated it whenever he was in pain. You knew that he was putting on a brave face for his members, but you could hear the fear and pain in his voice and you wanted nothing more than to be there with him to hold his hand and reassure him that you loved him and it was all going to be okay.

“Hi, Kookie,” you breathed out. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m ok,” he stated, causing you to roll your eyes, knowing that he was anything but ok right now.

“Kookie, you can tell me,” you softly urged, wanting him to be honest and express himself openly to you. “I know you, I know you aren’t fine right now.”

A slight sniffle was heard and you bit your lip, cursing your job and its reason for you not being there on tour with him to hold and comfort him. “It hurt a lot at first, but it’s not so bad now. The doctor is coming to take a look, but they think I’ll need stitches,” he explained, pausing for a moment before continuing on in a much quieter voice as he finally admitted the root of what was bothering him. “I don’t think they’ll let me go on stage tonight.”

You sighed, suspicions confirmed. Of course, he wasn’t worried about his physical health and the fact that he was bleeding from a deep cut on his foot. His main concern was disappointing his fans and not being able to perform for them tonight. Although you admired that love and dedication, as the woman who loved and adored Jungkook more than anything, you worried that he never seemed to consider his own physical well-being.

“I know, Kookie, I know,” you murmured. “But they’re only doing what’s best for you. It’s not going to help anyone if you go on stage tonight and end up tearing your wound right back open when the stitches are still so fresh. Your fans love you and they’ll understand. They’ll be a little disappointed, but I know they will overall be grateful that you’re taking care of yourself.”

He sighed, knowing that you were right, but still disappointed in himself and in this entire situation. “I know,” he admitted. “You’re right. But knowing that doesn’t make it any easier. I hate letting people down.”

You heard an eruption of angry voices in the background, disagreeing vehemently with Jungkook’s claim that he was letting anyone down. You nodded along, even though Jungkook was unable to see you, in agreement with what the other boys were saying, waiting for them to quiet down so you could voice your own opinions on the matter.

“They’re right, Jungkook,” you stated once the torrent of voices had stopped. “You’re not disappointing or letting anyone down. This is just a freak accident that no one could have anticipated. These things happen. It’s a slight set-back. I know you and I know you’re going to be beating yourself up over this, but please don’t. Take care of yourself, if not for yourself then for me. I can’t stand the thought of you hurt. I need my little bunny to be back in tip-top shape and that’s not going to happen unless you listen to everyone and slow down until your body is healed and actually ready for you to go back out and perform again,” you pleaded.

Jungkook exhaled, a different form of guilt now creeping in. He hadn’t even considered what you might be feeling. He couldn’t imagine how worried you must be - being so far from him when he was in such a vulnerable state. Jungkook didn’t even want to think what his mindset would be like if the situation was reversed and you were hurt while he was so far away from you.

“You’re right,” he stated. “I’m sorry, jagi. I’ll do my best to take it easy.”

“And to not beat yourself up too much?” You pushed, not yet fully satisfied.

He chuckled. “Yes, yes. I promise not to do that either.”

“Okay, good,” you smiled, tension finally beginning to leave your shoulders. “Do you want me to stay on the line with you while the doctor does the stitches?” You questioned.

“No, no, jagiya,” Jungkook answered. “It’s late there and you have work early in the morning. You get your rest. The boys are here to take care of me. I’ll be fine. I’ll call you later though to check back in with you.”

“You better,” you threatened, earning another small laugh from your boyfriend.

“I love you,” he shared, a smile evident in his voice.

“I love you more,” you responded.

“Impossible,” he argued.

“Possible.”

Another torrent of voices sounded on the other end of the phone and you paused to listen.

Jungkook sighed. “Ok, Y/N, the doctor is here. I’ll call you later, ok?”

“Ok,” you agreed softly, exchanging another quick round of ‘I Love You’s’ before hanging up.

Turning the light off once again and rolling back into bed, you struggled to find the peace to fall back to sleep, knowing that your boyfriend was currently in pain on the other side of the world.

Knowing you wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep anytime soon, you pulled up airline tickets on your phone, preparing to speak with your boss in the morning about the situation and hoping she would understand and give you some time off to be with Jungkook, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to concentrate anyways on any work without seeing him in person and verifying that he was indeed ok for yourself.

****

Going into work that day, you sent up a silent prayer, hoping that your boss would be gracious and understanding towards your situation. By the time you had woken up after eventually dozing off into a fitful sleep, videos had been all over Twitter of the latest BTS concert, and not surprisingly, most comments were how Jungkook had been unable to perform. It seems though that Jungkook and his stubbornness had at least half-way accomplished his goal to perform. Although he was unable to dance and run around the stage with the other members, he was indeed there – present and accounted for - but sitting in a chair that had been set up just for him. You couldn’t help but shake your head when you saw that. Of course, he had found a loophole that still allowed him to perform rather than staying back at the hotel room to rest like he probably should have done.

However, your frustration with your stubborn boyfriend didn’t last for long as you saw many of the videos focused on a crying Jungkook, visibly upset at being confined to a chair at the corner of the stage. Your heart broke to see him struggling so much, but you were grateful that he had the other members there to look after him and cheer him up. It always amazed you to see the different relationships and dynamics between the members of BTS. They truly were a family that loved and cared for one another - and this situation was no different. Considering Jungkook was the youngest of the group, the other six had always felt a certain responsibility towards him. While they would have obviously cared for any member who was hurt or not feeling their best, you had a feeling that everyone was even more affected by this incident considering it was Jungkook who had been hurt. He seemed to evoke feelings of softness and brotherly love and affection from the others, especially the older members. It was always sweet to see and definitely something that you were extra grateful for right now as you were unable to be there with him in person to help care for him.

As you stepped into the office, it seems like your prayers had been answered as your boss immediately called you into her office, inquiring worriedly as to the health of your boyfriend. It had been no secret from your friends, family, and co-workers that you were dating one of the most famous men in the world, but evidently it had been a secret that your boss was indeed one of their biggest fans. In all of your time working at the company, you had had no idea. But in this situation, it was working to your advantage.

Filled with concern for Jungkook, your boss had not batted an eye at your request for time off, claiming that she would allow however much time you needed so that you could be there for Jungkook during his recovery. She warned you to of course keep up with your assignments online and to call with any questions or concerns, but otherwise gave you a free pass to travel to Europe to be with your sweet Jungkookie.

Aside from the fact that he was injured, you were thrilled at the thought of simply being able to be in his presence once again, to be held in his arms, to touch him again after so long. He and the others had been on tour for quite a few months now with your only communication having been phone calls and Facetime conversations, most of which were hard to organize in the first place due to the differing time zones.

The distance was nothing new to you as you and Jungkook had been dating for a number of years at this point, but despite your familiarity with the distance, it never became any easier. You were devastated that Jungkook had been hurt, but were definitely not complaining of the hidden blessing it brought you in a reunion with Jungkook – who you otherwise would not have seen for another month or two.

Leaving work quickly, you headed back home to begin packing and to place a call to Jimin, letting him know the situation and allowing him to organize all of the other details over on his end.

***

Two days later, you found yourself walking out of the terminal in Heathrow airport, looking for the security guard that would be holding a sign with your name on it, just as Jimin had instructed you. Spotting the man easily, you quickly walked over, handing over your luggage when prompted, and thanking the man, as you headed out towards the car, finally one step closer to reuniting with your boyfriend.

He had had absolutely no idea that you were coming out to see him, still believing that your work schedule would not allow for it. You had purchased Wi-Fi while on the plane so that you could continue texting him, so as to not raise suspicion. He knew that you would never disappear with no communication at all for a long period of time, especially after he had just been hurt. He would know for sure that something was up if you had just vanished all of a sudden.

Only a short car ride later, you arrived at the hotel that the boys were currently staying at, your heart beginning to beat faster in anticipation. This was something that always happened to you – no matter how long you and Jungkook had been dating, whenever you were about to see him after a long period of time, or sometimes even after having been separated for just a few short hours, your stomach would fill with butterflies and your palms would sweat. You took that as a good sign; however, that you were still just as in love now as you had been when you first met all those years ago.

Jungkook had sounded a little down in his messages to you, but had tried to put on a brave face in order to keep you from worrying too much; however, as his girlfriend, you could see right through his attempts at bravery. There was only so much information you could discern from a text though, so you were excited to see him in person and to see how he was holding up for yourself.

Walking into the hotel lobby, you were soon greeted by both Jimin and Taehyung who had been anticipating your arrival.

“Y/N!” They both shouted in unison, jogging over to you and wrapping you up in a group hug.

“Hi!” You exclaimed, genuinely excited to see them as well. Although Jungkook was the reason you were here, you had missed the boys dearly and were thrilled to be reunited with them as well. Once you and Jungkook had begun dating, you had been introduced to the members of BTS. You had been more nervous to meet them than you had been to meet his actual family. But thankfully, all of your worries had been in vain. You had fit in seamlessly with the group and were welcomed with open arms into their little family. Each of the boys was like an older brother to you and they cared and looked after you as if you were their own sister as well.

“We’ve missed you, Y/N,” Taehyung expressed, grin stretched out across his face. “It’s nice to see you and I know it will make Jungkookie-ah so happy.”

“Speaking of,” you began. “How is he holding up?”

Jimin and Taehyung exchanged a brief glance before shrugging. “As well as to be expected, I guess,” Jimin related. “You know how he is. He tries to put on a brave face because he doesn’t want to worry any of us, but I know he’s having a hard time dealing with it. He won’t admit that though, of course.”

“Of course not,” you smiled ruefully.

“C’mon,” Taehyung said, grabbing hold of your arm and leading you over towards the elevators. “We’ll take you to his room.”

***

A few moments later, you found yourself standing alone in front of Jungkook’s door. Jimin and Tae had left to their own room, giving you and Jungkook all the privacy you would need. Softly, you knocked on the door, holding your breath as you clasped your hands back together. After a moment, you heard some rustling behind the door and footsteps slowly approaching before the door swung open, only to reveal the bewildered face of your boyfriend.

“Y/N?!” Jungkook exclaimed, seemingly not knowing what to do as the shock overtook his body.

“Surprise!” You grinned, not moving as you waited for the realization to sink in that you were actually here in front of him and that he wasn’t having some sort of hallucination.

“Is this real?” He questioned, still dumbfounded.

“It’s real,” you confirmed, practically bouncing on the balls of your feet as you tried to restrain yourself from tackling him to the ground in excitement.

Without wasting any more time, Jungkook quickly closed the gap between the two of you, firmly wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he murmured, voice breaking slightly. “How?” He asked, pulling away a few inches so he could look you in your eyes, hands coming up to caress your face.

“My boss is apparently a big BTS fan,” you chuckled, a few stray tears leaking out of the corners of your eyes as the barrage of emotions you had been feeling the last few days finally caught up with you. Jungkook wiped them away gently with his thumbs before placing a sweet kiss on each of your cheeks, causing them to heat up immediately at the action. “She was very concerned about you, said I shouldn’t even hesitate to go to you and help nurse you back to full health.”

Jungkook laughed. “I’m so glad. Remind me to give her some free backstage passes or something when we get back home.”

“Will do,” you smiled.

Neither of you wasted any more time as you simultaneously leaned toward the other, connecting your lips into a sweet kiss, pouring all of your love and adoration for one another into it. Soon enough though, Jungkook took the kiss deeper, tongue dragging across your lips, practically begging for access, which you were more than willing to grant. Tongue exploring your mouth, hands coming up to rake through your hair, you placed your own hands against his toned stomach, reveling in the feel of him against you after such a long time. After a few moments, the two of you finally broke away, gasping for the oxygen that forced the two of you to separate.

Placing a gentle kiss to your nose, Jungkook rested his forehead against your own, closing his eyes and soaking in the utter joy and contentment that he felt in this moment. Although his fellow BTS members/brothers had been there to care for him and cheer him up since his injury, nothing compared to having you back by his side. Even on the worst of days, your simple presence would brighten Jungkook’s mood and place a smile back on his face.

Realizing that the two of you were still standing in the doorway to his hotel room, Jungkook wrapped an arm around your shoulders, leading you into his room in order to avoid any wandering eyes that may begin to head over in your direction.

You were more than willing to follow after him, dragging your bags over the threshold before throwing them into the corner. Normally Jungkook would insist on carrying your bags for you, but you had shot a fierce glare his way before he could even make a move to grab them, not wanting him to exert himself any more than absolutely necessary. He returned your look with a sheepish smile and a shrug of his shoulders as if to say, ‘Sorry. Old habits.’

Rolling your eyes at him, you continued to follow him further into the room, plopping down after him onto the large sofa in the middle of the room and quickly cuddling up next to him. You were always like this when first reunited – clinging onto one another and not allowing more than a few feet of distance between you. It was as if you two had to make up for all of the lost time in the months of separation by clinging onto one another at every possible moment. You were often teased by the other members for your koala-like habits, but neither you or Jungkook minded much. It’s not like you could deny it, after all. It was completely true.

Sitting gingerly down on his lap, you both wrapped your arms as tightly as you could around the other, reveling in the closeness and intimacy that you had both desperately been craving from the moment he left on BTS’ latest world tour. When dating an idol like Jungkook, you had quickly realized that it wasn’t the big things that made a relationship, but rather the small, seemingly unimportant moments that collectively formed a beautiful tapestry that was your lives together. Although you both missed out on so many aspects of each other’s lives while he was away, the two of you did your best to keep in touch and to keep that intimacy alive. Overall, you felt like you did pretty well, but whenever you were finally reunited, you were always struck once again by the reminder that nothing could quite compare to having him physically there with you.

With that thought, you pushed your face further into his neck, inhaling that comforting and familiar scent that was distinctly Jungkook. With him, you were home. Even being so far from everything that was familiar to you, as long as you had him by your side, you had all you needed.

Beside you, Jungkook’s thoughts couldn’t help but echo your own. Although he adored being on tour and living out his dream, since meeting you and falling in love, he couldn’t deny that his priorities had shifted a bit. No matter how much he loved touring, he craved your presence more. He hated that he couldn’t be there for you like a normal boyfriend could, and despite your constant assurances that you knew what you were signing up for and that seeing him happy made you happy as well, he always worried that you would change your mind one day and realize he wasn’t worth all the trouble. However, moments like these where you were able to bask in the joy of finally being reunited, those thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind as he focused on simply being with you again.

“How long are you going to be here for?” Jungkook mumbled, lips pressed into your hair.

“My boss didn’t really give me a set time on when I needed to be back,” you explained. “I still have to complete my work, but for now, she’s allowing me to do that remotely. It seemed like as long as I was able to keep up with everything I needed to do, that she wasn’t going to be too strict on when I needed to get back.”

“Good,” Jungkook breathed out, satisfied with that answer. He was grateful you were able to come out in the first place, but definitely would have been disappointed if it would only last for a day or two. Learning that you didn’t have any immediate plans on returning home filled him with a contentment he hadn’t felt in a while. Even with his injury, and all of the uncertainty around when he would be able to perform again, you brought peace into his chaotic lifestyle, which was just one of the many reasons as to why he loved you.

“Yeah,” you murmured, cuddling further into his chest, the two of you soaking up this precious time together, not needing words to express all that you were feeling. And not long after, the two of you drifted off into a peaceful sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms and basking in the nearness of one another.

***

About an hour or so later, you and Jungkook were abruptly awoken by a banging on the door, which was promptly followed by loud shouts as the boys piled into the room you and Jungkook were currently occupying.

“Y/N-ah!” The remaining boys you had yet to see greeted you, excited to see you once again.

Blearily, you looked up, blinking the sleep out of your eyes as consciousness slowly returned to you. Beneath you, Jungkook did the same, a big yawn escaping his mouth as he sat up, pulling you along with him.

“Hi,” you responded, still trying to process all that was going on around you.

However, before you could, you were pulled up from your comfortable position on the couch and into the energetic tangling of limbs as Jin, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hobi pulled you into a giant group hug, Jimin and V watching on with fond smiles, already having ambushed you with their own group hug upon your arrival to the hotel.

“It’s good to see you again, Y/N,” Namjoon greeted once the boys pulled back and you were able to breathe again.

“Yeah,” Jin interjected. “You should see Jungkook when you two are separated,” he announced, mirth dancing in his eyes as he shot a look at the maknae, who was already starting to blush at his hyung’s teasing. “Oh, I miss her. Oh, I’m so sad. Why, why, why!” Jin mocked in a shrill voice, causing Jungkook to cover his face in embarrassment and the rest of you to laugh at his expense.

“Oh, don’t tease him too much,” you defended, after finally recovering from your laughing fit. You lowered yourself back down on the couch, placing a quick kiss on Jungkook’s cheek before snuggling back into his side, leaning your head on his shoulder as he moved to place his arm around you.

Jin smiled at the action, happy for Jungkook and the love that he had found, especially with their crazy lifestyle. “I know, I’m just teasing,” Jin admitted. He loved to tease the two of you, but in reality, he was overjoyed that Jungkook had you and vice versa. “You two are sweet. Almost disgustingly so, but still sweet.”

“Couple goals,” Jimin chorused, nodding his head in agreement with what JIn had said.

You smiled, grateful for their support of Jungkook of course, but also of your relationship. When you and Jungkook had first begun dating, you of course had known how close he was to his fellow BTS members. He spoke of them constantly and considering that they had practically helped raise him, you knew that their opinion of you would be vital. Jungkook had assured you that everything would be find and that they would love you, but you of course hadn’t been so sure. Nevertheless, your worries had thankfully been for nothing. You had clicked almost instantly with the group of boys and had found yourself immediately welcomed into their close-knit little family. Not only did they love you for who you were, but they loved how you treated Jungkook. It was impossible to not see the effect you had on their little maknae and to see how happy and in love he was with you. He was practically on cloud nine whenever he was with you, how could they possibly ever disapprove of that?

“Thanks guys,” you grinned, leaning even closer into your boyfriend’s side as he reflexively seemed to do the same towards you.

“Did you guys just come in here to say hi or do you guys have work you need to do?” You questioned, not forgetting that although you were on what felt like a semi-vacation at the moment, they were still at work and had a lot of responsibilities, such as rehearsals, meetings, interviews, and so on. You were glad to be there, but didn’t want to hinder their work at all.

“We actually do have a meeting with our production team in a few,” Namjoon reported apologetically, not wanting to cut short your reunion with Jungkook. “We need to discuss the details of the concert tonight.”

“You mean whether or not you’ll let me perform?” Jungkook interjected.

“Yeah,” Namjoon responded, eyes flickering briefly to yours before settling back on Jungkook. “Although I don’t think there’s much to discuss. You’re still injured, nothing’s changed.”

“We’ll see,” Jungkook grumbled and you could immediately tell that this was not going to be a fun meeting. You loved your boyfriend dearly, but one of his not so endearing habits was his stubbornness. Once he got an idea in his mind, Lord help the person standing in his way. And just by the set of his jaw, you could tell that he was bound and determined to go on stage as normal tonight, no matter what anyone said. However, by the expressions of the other members, you could tell that they were not going to go down without a fight. None of them believed he was ready, no matter how much Jungkook argued otherwise. You couldn’t help but agree with them, a fact that you knew Jungkook was not going to be happy with.

Sighing, you stood up from the couch. “Alright, best to not keep them waiting then.”

“You’re coming with me, right?”  Jungkook questioned, big doe eyes looking up at you, unwilling to part with you again so soon after reuniting.

“If I’m allowed to,” you admitted, not wanting to intrude on their work, but also wanting to make your opinion heard.

“Of course, you’re allowed,” Namjoon responded, the other boys nodding along in agreement. “As Jungkook’s girlfriend, we want you to have a say in this as well.”

You nodded, returning his serious gaze. You understood the unspoken meaning behind his words. As Jungkook’s girlfriend, you were probably their best hope at calming him down and convincing him that performing tonight would not be in his best interests. No matter how desperate he was to get back out there, he needed to consider his own health and allow his wound time to heal so as not to make it any worse than it already was. Jungkook had done the one show sitting down, which had been the show that was scheduled on the same day as his accident. You knew that Jungkook had agreed, albeit reluctantly, that that was the best decision so soon after his injury. But now that he had had a few days to rest, you could tell that Jungkook believed he was ready to get back out on stage, full force. Again, you admired his dedication, but couldn’t help but want to shake some sense into him. They put so much energy into each and every show. You knew that if he was allowed back up there, he would give it his all, pushing himself far beyond his limits and risking further injury. If you could trust him to take it easy and sit back, the conversation might be a little different. But knowing Jungkook and his tendency to push himself as far as he possibly could, you knew that performing full out tonight was completely out of the question.

“Alright,” Hobi interjected. “Let’s head over there then.”

***

Not much longer later, you and the boys as well as most of their production team were gathered together in a small room to discuss the situation. You were sitting in between Jungkook and Jimin on the small sofa with the rest of the boys spread out in various positions around the room. Jungkook’s knee bounced up and down restlessly, betraying his nerves. Silently, you grabbed his hand, giving it a silent squeeze of reassurance. He returned your squeeze with one of his own before shooting a grateful smile your way, once again calmed by your presence and thankful that you were here with him. You couldn’t help wonder how much longer his gratitude would last once he realized you weren’t going to support his decision to perform tonight.

Wasting no time, their manager quickly began the meeting, bringing up the need to further rearrange the choreography given that they were now one member short.

Before their manager or anyone else could continue any further, Jungkook spoke up. “My leg is fine now, I can do the show tonight,” Jungkook insisted. You closed your eyes, knowing that this was not going to be a fun conversation. As Jungkook’s girlfriend, you always wanted to support him, but in this instance, you couldn’t in good conscience support this decision to perform with an injured foot.

“Your stitches are still so fresh,” Jimin counteracted, not missing a beat, clearly anticipating this turn of events as you were sure everyone else had. “There is no way you can dance like we do without risking tearing them open.”

Murmurs of agreement filled the room and you could feel Jungkook tense beside you, not quite expecting everyone to be so against him on this matter. He knew some would argue vehemently against him performing, like Jimin for example, but he had thought at least some of you would be on his side.

You simply remained silent for now, deciding that you would offer silent support unless absolutely necessary, not wanting to insert yourself too much into their business.

“What about if I just walk around?” Jungkook questioned, quickly changing his tactics, desperate to do something other than sit confined in that dreaded chair for another performance. “At least during the title medley?”  

“That is exactly when you should be sitting down,” Namjoon argued.

“You just got the stitches in two days ago,” Jin added, voice firm, leaving no room for argument. “Your wound is far too fresh. You need to rest and allow your body time to heal. That won’t happen if you’re dancing or walking around too much. If you push yourself too hard, you’ll risk injuring yourself further and being out for even a longer amount of time.”

Hobi nodded. “You have to think about the long run, JK. Yeah, it’s hard right now to miss out on shows, but if you take it easy and take care of yourself now, it will be better. It’s exactly as hyung said, if you push yourself too hard too soon, you risk a worse injury and an even longer recovery period.”

Again, a series of nods and sounds of agreement echoed throughout the room, but Jungkook still wasn’t discouraged.

“I understand that I can’t dance like I normally do, but I know I can walk around just fine. Please,” he pleaded, looking into the faces of each of his members, trying to appeal his case. “Just the title medley at least.”

“That is exactly when you should be sitting down!” Jin contended angrily, his concern for the maknae driving his insistence. “We knock into each other all the time, even without any injuries to worry about, especially during the title medley. With his luck, Namjoon will kick you directly in the wound and you’ll be right back where you started,” Jin continued, half-heartedly trying to bring some humor into the situation by poking fun at Namjoon’s clumsiness.

Jungkook seemingly had no reply to that, unable to deny the fact that in the heat of their performances, various body parts often knocked into one another on accident.

“For now,” Namjoon stated in a tone that suggested the finality of the decision made.  “It’s best if you remain seated. As you heal, we can revisit this conversation, but for now it’s best if you take it easy and allow yourself time to heal.”

Everyone in the room nodded along, silently affirming their agreement with that decision.

Jungkook looked around desperately, trying to find someone on his side who would help argue his case, but coming up empty. Finally, his eyes landed on you, wordlessly pleading with you to help him.

“Jagiya,” Jungkook implored, eyes boring into your own. You were his last hope here. “You know me, you know I can do this.”

You took a glance around the room, noting the somber gazes of the team, briefly locking eyes with Namjoon. Both of you had known it would come down to this, but you had secretly hoped that the boys would be able to convince him to sit this performance out without you having to interfere.

“I do know you, Kookie,” you began slowly, knowing he wasn’t going to like what you were about to say. The boys often teased you and Jungkook that you were the perfect couple, disgustingly sweet and always in sync with one another, and those observations were mostly true. You and Jungkook rarely disagreed, usually being on the same page. So, this situation was a rare one for your relationship. It wasn’t often you downright disagreed with one another and you were nervous as to how Jungkook would respond to you taking his hyung’s side rather than his own, especially on a matter that was so important to him.

“And that’s exactly why I can’t support you going out on stage tonight like normal,” you continued pleadingly, hoping to get him to see your point of view and understand your concern for his health. “You push yourself so hard during each show. I know that if you were allowed on stage, even to just walk around, that you would push yourself beyond your limits and risk injuring yourself further. Like Hobi said, it’s better to take it easy now, allow your body to rest and heal as much as it needs, so that you can come back strong and ready again, rather than going back out there too soon, injuring yourself further, and then risking a much longer recovery than necessary.”

The frown on Jungkook’s face continued to deepen as you continued on with your little speech, clearly not appreciating your take on the situation. “You’re supposed to have my back, Y/N!” He snapped, posture stiff and voice hard.  “You’re supposed to support me and my decisions. It’s my body. I know what I can and can’t handle. You’re supposed to trust me.”

“I … Kookie, I do trust you …” You trailed off, at a loss for words. You knew he wouldn’t be happy that you weren’t taking his side of the argument, but you didn’t quite expect this reaction either.

“Clearly not,” he muttered, shifting slightly away from you on the couch, sending a slight pang of hurt shooting through your heart.

“Don’t blame Y/N,” Jin interjected, not being able to stay quiet any longer at this turn of events. “She loves you and is doing her job as your girlfriend to look out for your best interests while you’re being too thick-headed to see sense.”

Although you appreciated Jin coming to your defense, that clearly was not the right thing to say in this situation as Jungkook immediately stood up, seemingly finished with this conversation. “Whatever,” he glowered. “I see how it is.”

Without wasting another minute, Jungkook stormed out of the room as quickly as he could with his injury. He still had a slight limp to his gait, further emphasizing the truth that he was so adamant on ignoring – that he was not yet recovered and still needed time to heal.

Once the door slammed shut at his departure, you placed your head in your hands, willing the tears that had welled up in your eyes not to fall. You hated arguing with Jungkook. It left you feeling so uneasy. It was a rare occurrence in your relationship, which only made things all the more awful when it did happen.

Jimin shifted on the couch, moving closer to you and placing a comforting arm around your shoulders. “It’s okay, Y/N-ah. He’ll come around. He knows that we’re right, he’s just being stubborn.”

You sniffled into the sleeve of your sweater. “I know, I know. I just wasn’t expecting such a strong reaction from him, that’s all. I knew he wouldn’t be happy, but I didn’t anticipate him getting quite so upset with me like that.”

“I’m sorry.” Namjoon came over to sit on the edge of the couch that you and Jimin were currently occupying, placing a hand on your shoulder and giving it a soft squeeze. “We shouldn’t have put you in that position. I know I encouraged you to come and back us up with this decision. I shouldn’t have used your relationship with Jungkook though to attempt to sway him. I’m sorry for that.”

“No, no,” you stated sincerely. “Even if you hadn’t encouraged me to voice my opinion, I would have done it anyway. He’s so stubborn and he can never admit that he actually needs to rest like a normal human being.”

Namjoon smiled at you in thanks, grateful that you held no ill will towards him.

“On the bright side, though,” Jimin interjected. “At least he stopped arguing with us.”

“For now,” you sighed, knowing that although Jungkook had seemed to concede for the moment, he would keep pushing until he was once again allowed to perform like normal.

***

About thirty minutes later, you stepped out of the room and attempted to hunt down your boyfriend, figuring that you had given him enough time to calm down and that hopefully he would be in much better spirits so that the two of you could discuss the situation rationally and calmly. You hated having any sort of conflict with Jungkook and were hoping that he was feeling the same way so that you could resolve this issue as quickly as possible.

You wandered about the venue, checking empty rooms and closets after examining their dressing room first, unsurprised that he wasn’t waiting there for everyone to return. After a  blow-up like that, you knew he would want to be alone to calm down.

A few moments later, you heard slight sniffles coming from the room on your right. Wasting no time, you softly opened the door, heart breaking at the sight of Jungkook sitting on the floor, head in his hands, cries shaking his body.

Rushing over to him, you immediately forgot his harsh words to you earlier, your only thought to comfort and reassure him. The only thing you hated more than seeing Jungkook upset with you was seeing him sad like this. It broke your heart to see him in so much pain.

“Kookie,” you murmured, dropping down beside him and wrapping your arms around him, bringing one hand up to tangle itself within his hair, gently rubbing and soothing his scalp like you knew he enjoyed. Instantly, he wrapped his own arms around you, burying his face in your neck, tears falling freely onto the skin there.

“I’m sorry,” he whimpered, pushing his face deeper into the crook of your neck, attempting to get as close as humanly possible to you. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean anything I said. I know that you support me and that you’re only looking out for me. I was just so disappointed about missing another show and I took it out on you, which I know wasn’t fair.”

You sighed, turning your head to press a quick kiss to his head. “I know, Kookie, I know. It’s okay. I forgive you.”

He let out a shuddering breath, relieved that you weren’t angry with him, but still feeling ashamed at the way in which he had spoken to you, and in front of his entire crew no less.

“I love you so much, Jungkook,” you explained, pulling away slightly so you could look him in the eye, needing him to understand where you were coming from.  “I worry so much about you. You push yourself so hard and that’s something I admire so much about you, but it’s also something that worries me.”

Jungkook stared back at you, intently listening to what you were saying. Although this was a topic you and Jungkook had spoken briefly on once or twice before, you had never clearly expressed your concerns like this to him. Perhaps that was why he had been so shocked when you had stood against him earlier. However, you weren’t going to let that happen again. He needed to know how much his lack of self-care worried you.

“I know that you think you know your own limits, but I don’t think that you do,” you admitted hesitantly, hoping that approaching this topic wouldn’t anger him. However, he didn’t look angry, but simply surprised by your admission. You decided to continue on, taking this as a positive sign. “I see how utterly exhausted you are after each show, it seems like you push yourself almost to your breaking point. I know J-Hope has spoken to you about taking it easy, about conserving your energy, but you still don’t seem to do that. After that show in Chile where you nearly collapsed, I thought that things might change, but they haven’t seemed to. I admire your passion and dedication so much, Jungkook, but I care about you more – about your well-being. I worry that one day you’ll push yourself so hard that you’ll make yourself sick or really hurt yourself somehow.”

You let out a breath as you finished your admission, relieved to finally get that fear of yours out in the open.

“I had no idea you felt that way, jagi,” Jungkook admitted guiltily, ashamed at having caused you so much worry and anxiety without even realizing it.

He brought a hand up to your face, thumb caressing your cheek as you leaned into his touch. “I’m sorry for worrying you, Y/N. That was never my intention.”

“And I know that, Kookie,” you responded softly. “It’s just who you are, and I love that about you, but sometimes it does worry me. Especially when you’re so far away from me and I can’t watch over you and make sure you’re taking care of yourself.” You glanced down at your hands, clasped in your lap before looking back up to meet his intent gaze. “Getting that phone call from Jimin the other day was my worst nightmare. I’m thankful that it wasn’t something more serious, but I always worry that one day I’ll get a call that you’ve been seriously injured or you’re in the hospital or – or … “You trailed off, working yourself up into a panic as the endless possibilities began swimming around in your mind.

“Shh, shh,” Jungkook brought a finger up to your mouth to silence you. “That’s not going to happen, jagi, I promise,” he affirmed sincerely, eyes boring into your own in order to convey his earnestness. “I hear you. I don’t ever want to cause you unnecessary worry. I truly didn’t know that you felt that way, but I understand where you and my hyungs are coming from. It’s going to take some time for me to break those habits that I’ve established, but I’m going to really put in an effort to make those changes. You’re the love of my life, Y/N. I know I’m going to marry you one day. I want to start a family with you. It’s not just me anymore and I need to realize that. It was fine before when my actions were only affecting myself, but that’s not the case anymore. I need to realize that what I do affects you too, and I’m sorry I didn’t see that earlier,” he apologized. “I’m sorry that I made you worry so much. I promise though that things are going to change. I’m going to take better care of myself, not only for your benefit, but for my own as well. You’re right. I want to do my best for my fans, but I need to consider and prioritize my own health as well.”

You sighed in relief, a few tears slipping from your eyes, which Jungkook quickly swiped away with a gentle stroke of his thumb against your skin. “That makes me so happy, Jungkook,” you cried, throwing your arms around him and attaching yourself firmly to him.

“I love you, Y/N,” he murmured softly into your hair. “And I’m sorry again. Sorry about worrying you and sorry for how I spoke to you earlier. That wasn’t okay.”

“It’s alright,” you breathed out. “I forgive you. And I love you too. So much.”

At your words, he pulled away a few inches before slanting his lips over your own, bringing you in for a sweet kiss.

A few moments later, you broke your passionate embrace only to lean your foreheads against one another as you waited to catch your breath again. Contentment washed through you as you soaked in the intimacy and affection of this moment. You loved this man more than words could say and you were so grateful to love and to be loved by him. You knew that although Jungkook had come to see your side of the situation and had agreed to take things easy from now on that it still wouldn’t be easy for him, especially these next few shows. However, you would be at his side every step of the way, ready to encourage him and reassure him whenever he felt dejected or upset in any way.

As if sensing your thoughts, Jungkook spoke up, saying “I’m so grateful to have you, jagiya,” he whispered. “I know I’m not easy to look after, but thank you for trying, for always being there to care for me, even when I’m thick-headed and try to push you away.”

“Anytime, Kookie,” you whispered. “Anytime.”

Last Updated: 4/18/21

Jungkook x Reader

• Dude by silv3rswirls
  
• Bad Guy by dreamescapeswriting
• Almost by dreamescapeswriting
• Baby, I’m A Fool by suhdays
• Forgiveness Drabble by honeytae
• Too Close by cutechim
• Paper Cut by silv3rswirls
• Hold Me by vminity21
• Drunken Proof by v-hope
• Bleeding For You by mercurygguk
• Taming of the Flu by kpopfanfictrash
• My Heart Is Yours by honeytae
• I Messed Up by wtf-yoongi
• It Takes Two by junghelioseok
• After I Left You by latetaetalk
• Somnolent by forgottenpasta
• Sweat by pbandjk
• Tour Troubles by eternally-writing 
• Confessing To My Crush by scriptaed 
• It’s All Fun and Games by cupofteaguk
• Love For Granted by minhoshi
• You’re the 1(4 Me) by luxvitae
• Cute Concept Drabble by honeytae
• Nerves by noteguk
• Premiere by kerikaaria 
• Suspended, Seduced, Surprised by jimlingss
• Sunday Morning by 7cypher
• Strawberry Boy by bubmyg
• Starships by buzzyybee
• “Half a cookie. And the shirt stays off” by oreomonsterhunter
  
• Drabble by jeonjk1998
• With You by v-hope
• Tall, Blonde, and Gorgeous by bangtanreadingcorner
• Bad Reputation by noteguk
• Nose Kisses by honeytae
• silence by katsukikook
• Always You by tastefully-in-luv
• One on One by thatmultifandomhoe
• inevitable by ahundredtimesover
• late fee by 1kook
• bad by the lillzmonster
• Moonflower by bangtanpromptsfics
• by the way by cinnaminsvga
• aconite by bangtanpromptsfics
• you think he doesn’t want to meet the other members
• written in the stars by jcwriting
• love for granted by minhoshi
• you’re the 1(4 me) by luxvitae

Taehyung x Reader

• Love Confession by v-hope
  
• Broken Rings & Queens and Kings by gukyi
• Four Weeks by gukyi
• Love Me Or We Both Go Down by gukyi
• Dichotomy by kpopfanfictrash
• The T-Shirt Thief by jungblue
• The Holi-Date by kpopfanfictrash
• Along the Boardwalk by cupofteaguk
• Cute by buzzyybee
• On Your Mind by glassbangtan
• Electric Love by sunshinekims
• Kismesis by jjkthclub
• Gucci Couple by mybiasdashboard
• If You Love Him by kookiesbuckethat
• Sixty Seconds by bangtanreadingcorner
• do I even matter to you by honeytae
• clingy by escapewithbts
• early flight by escapewithbts
• schemes and tricks to win her heart by crystaljins
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• Jimin x Reader

• Let Me Take Care of You by kookiesbuckethat
  
• Skinship by taetaesbaebaepsae
• Warm Hands (Ice Cold Hearts) by hobidreams
• Soft Ballet Jimin by jungshookz
• Happy Birthday, My Love by softlyjiminie
• When He Misses You by jeoncvq
• Call Me Baby by rookiegukie
• Only You by personasintro
• forgets your birthday by kookiesbuckethat
• hold me tight by v-hope
• When I Had You by lunarimagines
• Together by bbangpanmen
• Fake It Til It Works by glassbangtan
• love so shallow by jimlingss
• heartthrob by chokemejimin
• an insecure misunderstanding by escapewithbts

Namjoon x Reader

• The Next Step by hobidreams
  
• My Only Wish by ppersonna
• Give Me Love by rookiegukie
• I Can’t Do Anything Right by twilight-love-nochu
• Are You Comfortable With This by army-author
• Misplaced by scriptaed
• You Flinch During An Argument by kookiesbuckethat
• Embrace by rmnamjoons

Seokjin x Reader

• The Courtship Chronicles by gukyi
  
• the mum friend by crystaljins

Hosoek x Reader

• Interrupting Dance Rehearsal by bubmyg
  
• Jealous by bubymg
• Why are you hiding against me by v-hope
• Baby, Angel, Love by v-hope
• if I could tell her by cupofteaguk
• bloom by jungxk
• fake love by aquaminwrites

Yoongi x Reader

• So I Heard You Like Bad Boys (MYG) by scriptaed
• maybe so by joonary
• cold shoulder by kookiesbuckethat
• say it by aquaminwrites
• little spoon by aquaminwrites

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings:None!

Word Count:1.7K

Summary: Jungkook faces a moment of insecurity regarding the relationship between you and his hyung Namjoon, but don’t worry, you are there to set him straight and reassure him. Just fluff!

“Oomph,” you groaned out as the breath in your lungs forcibly left your body while the hunk of muscle that was your boyfriend plopped himself down on top of you, making himself comfortable.

Looking up from your phone that you had previously been scrolling through in peace, you raised an eyebrow at him. “Can I help you, Jungkook-ah?” You asked, trying to maintain a stern countenance while your adorable boyfriend wrapped his arms securely around you, settling comfortably on top of you, nuzzling his face into your stomach.

“Missed you,” he murmured tiredly in response, turning to place a soft kiss to the material of his sweatshirt that was currently adorning your figure.

You had to fight hard to keep yourself from swooning at the utter sweetness that was your boyfriend. The two of you had been together for quite some time now and he never failed to take your breath away and leave your heart fluttering. And these were your favorite moments with him – these sweet domestic moments where you were both able to just take comfort in the presence of one another.

Reaching down, you threaded the fingers of your free hand through his thick locks of hair in order to massage his scalp, smiling as a soft hum of satisfaction left his throat in response.

“Long day?” You questioned gently, knowing that he had been busy the last few weeks preparing for BTS’ upcoming comeback. You had been around long enough to know how much time and preparation went into these things, but it never failed to worry you each time he would come home completely exhausted, looking as if he was about to collapse. However, seeing him in such a state gave you an excuse to baby him and love on him a little more than usual, something that neither of you could complain about.

“Mmhmm,” he murmured, burying his face further into your body, slowly letting go of the tension in his muscles from the long hours of dance practice that day. “Just want to stay here with you all night.”

You leaned down, placing a soft kiss on the top of his head. “I would love to, Kookie, but I’m meeting up with Namjoon in a little bit.”

Up until this point, Jungkook had basically maintained his half-conscious state, barely listening to anything you had said thus far; however, at those words, he perked up, raising his head from your stomach to look directly at you.

“Namjoon-hyung?” He questioned, an adorable pout forming on his lips. “Why are you going out with him?”

“He’s helping me with my english assignment for my class. We talked about it after the last Bangtan get together we all had last week. Didn’t I tell you?”

Jungkook frowned, unable to recall any such event. “You certainly didn’t. I definitely would remember you making plans to go out with another man.”

Unable to hold back the laughter that threatened to escape, you let out a giggle as you questioned, “another man? I hardly think your fellow Bangtan member, leader, and brother counts as ‘another man.’” You mocked.

“When you’re going out alone, anyone counts as ‘another man,’” he retorted, mimicking the same tone you had used.

You rolled your eyes. “He sees me as a little sister, Kookie. And he’s like an older brother to me. All of your fellow members are, you know that.”

“Well, can I come with you?”

“You were literally just collapsed on top of me, complaining about how utterly exhausted you were.”

“I’m feeling more awake now,” he counteracted, doe eyes staring up at you.

“Kookie, your eyes are struggling to stay open right now, you need to rest.”

His frown deepened, and you leaned forward in response to press a soft kiss to his mouth. “It’ll be absolutely fine, Jungkook,” you reassured, after pulling away slightly. “Namjoon is just doing me a favor and helping with this assignment. It shouldn’t even take that long, I’ll be back before you know it to give you all the cuddles you could possibly want.”

A tentative smile made its way onto his face. “All the cuddles I could want?” He questioned, moving closer to rest his forehead against yours.

“All of the cuddles,” you promised, pressing forward just a little to connect your mouth with his own once again.

***

It shouldn’t even take that long. Your words echoed bitterly in Jungkook’s mind as he glanced at the clock once again. 11 PM. You had been gone for quite a few hours now and Jungkook was freaking out, for lack of a better word. How long could it possibly take to complete one english assignment?

Finally, deciding that he couldn’t take it anymore, Jungkook pulled out his phone, ready to call you and ask when you were coming back. However, before he could click on your contact, he heard the familiar jingling of your keys and the sound of you walking through the front door.

“Kookie, you’re still awake!” You exclaimed in surprise, taken aback by the presence of a figure standing in the middle of your living room.

“Of course I’m still awake,” he grumbled. “How could I sleep not knowing when you were coming back. I thought you had said this assignment wasn’t going to take long?”

Cocking your head to the side, you assessed your distressed boyfriend quietly, wondering what was really bothering him. You had come home late before and he had never seemed to give it much thought. Why was this time any different?

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, taking a few tentative steps closer to him. “We finished awhile ago, but then we got caught up talking. Joon and I never really get a chance to sit down and talk, so it was nice.” You shrugged. “You know how wise he is, I always like to get his opinion on different things.”

“Don’t you care about my opinion?” The question slipped out of his mouth before he could even process what he was saying. He hadn’t meant to voice that thought aloud. It was one that had plagued him in the past, but something he had deeply suppressed, knowing it came from a place of doubt and insecurity. However, he couldn’t help the thoughts that raced through his mind. He trusted Namjoon completely and there was no one he trusted in the world more than you. But sometimes, his insecurity got the best of him and he wondered if you would be happier with someone more like his hyung. Someone more wise, as you had said. Namjoon was so intelligent, he could help you with your assignments, he was a natural-born leader. It wasn’t a jump to see why Namjoon would appeal to you, Jungkook thought.

You; however, were quick to see the depth behind that one question and the secret thoughts that raced through his mind. “Kookie, no!” You exclaimed, taking a few steps to close the remaining distance between you two. Gently, you placed your hands on his face, cupping his cheeks and forcing him to look at you, to see the sincerity in your eyes.

“Of course I care about your opinion, Jungkook,” you affirmed. “There is no opinion I value more than yours, believe me in that.”

Jungkook sniffed, nodding his head slightly, yet unconvincingly.

Spurred on by his nonchalant response, you gripped his cheeks tighter, demanding his attention. “You are the love of my life, Jungkook,” you began, firm and confident, hoping that your words would sink into that thick skull of his. “You are the most important person in my life and I value your thoughts and opinions more than you could ever know. I’m sorry if me sometimes going to Namjoon bothers you, I truly never had any idea and would never want to do anything to hurt you.”

Jungkook nodded again, indicating that he was listening intently to what you were saying.

“You complement me so well, Kookie,” you continued. “I 100% believe that we were made for each other. There is no one that I could want or love more than I want and love you. So whatever thoughts are running through your head about you not being enough, get them out right now,” you demanded. “You are perfect to me. I cannot imagine my life without you. My mind is so consumed by Jungkook, I can’t even see anybody else,” you admitted, a smile now decorating your lips in response to the one that had now appeared on Jungkook’s own face. “Especially someone that we both consider to be family,” you scolded lightly.

Jungkook let out a sheepish laugh. “I know,” he stated. “I just let my insecurity get the best of me. I know you and Namjoon are like family and that aside from that, neither of you would ever do anything to hurt me. Sometimes, I just can’t help but think that you would be happier with someone more like him, though.”

Shaking your head, you continued to grip his cheeks. “Didn’t you just listen to anything I said? I don’t want anybody but you. It’s always been you for me and it always will be. You are everything and more that I could ever want or need. Please don’t doubt that, my love.”

Jungkook smiled, hands coming up to cup your own that were still resting on his face. “I don’t, sweetheart. I just need you to remind me every once and a while.”

“And I will always be here to do so,” you promised. “Okay?”

“Okay,” he responded, light and love shining through his eyes once again as he gazed at you, wondering how he was so lucky to have you in his life.

You, wondering much the same thing about him, couldn’t take it anymore. You leaned forward, pressing your lips firmly against his own, pouring all of the love and adoration that you felt towards him into that kiss as he responded in turn, allowing your touch to dissolve the very last of any negative thoughts still swimming through his mind.

You were his and he was yours, just as it should be, and together, the two of you were complete.

Namjoon and you have been broken up for months and you thought that you were healing and moving on from a relationship that wasn’t meant to be. But then you hear that Namjoon is seeing someone else and is going public about it and all the old wounds come back.

Warning this does not have a happy ending.

“The big topic of discussion today is leader and rapper Kim Namjoon from BTS,” the radio announcer’s voice blares through the speakers of your car. Your friend sitting in the passenger seat beside you leans forward to change the station. But you stop her.

“It’s fine. We’ve been broken up for months now. I can handle hearing about him and his members going on tour or having his own album being released.” Watching you closely they lower their hand as the radio announcer continues to go on about all the things that Namjoon and the rest of his members are up to.

“But with all this exciting news the real excitement is that Namjoon is the first member to come out publicly about his relationship. Namjoon and his girlfriend were seen in America together where he proudly announced that he was dating.” Your hands tighten on the steering wheel, your heart starts to race, and you feel the familiar sting of tears forming.

You try to calm yourself down and tell yourself that it’s fine that it doesn’t matter but they keep talking about him and her. This woman who is not you. They keep talking about how happy Namjoon looked to have her on his arm and what a beautiful couple they make, and how they are wishing the best for the two of them. Thankfully your friend knows that while you may be ready to hear talk about him this is something that you are not ready to hear about. They change the station and start to ask you how you are but you quickly cut them off.

“We don’t have to talk about it. I don’t want to talk about it. Not now.” You rush out. Right now you need to just focus on keeping it together and not losing it while you’re driving. You just need to make it to your apartment and then you can lose it.

“Okay,” she hedges, “but you know that you’re better off without him. He never treated you the way you deserved.”

“I know.” You croak out. Deep down you do know that you deserved better than what Namjoon gave you but you love and it hurts that he doesn’t love you back. 

You’re not sure how you manage to make it to your parking garage and to your apartment without bursting into tears. Then somehow you manage to convince your friend that you are fine and that you will not think about him at all. That you are fine, good, great even because you are moving on just like he clearly has. It’s all a lie, you are not okay at all. As soon as you’re alone you’re on social media looking up everything you can about them. 

There isn’t a lot out there about the two of them but there’s enough. Enough to learn that they have known each other for years. That the two of you have admitted that there was almost something between you. And it crushes you to read that because all you had ever wanted was for him to love you but all he wanted was her. He didn’t care about your heart or even wanted it. He has always wanted her and her heart. Slamming your laptop close you grab your purse and get into your car. 

It’s silly, maybe even a little crazy what you are doing but you need answers and you need them from Namjoon. You need to know why he was so fast to let the two of you go for her. What makes her so special compared to you. Because you had given him everything, every part of you. You had spent most of your relationship trying to make everything between the two of you work and to get him to just love you back. But it always felt like he was holding back from you and you need to know if it was because of her. 

Parking outside his building you continue to ride this wave of courage that has suddenly over taken your body and ride it all the way up to his apartment and ring his doorbell over and over. He might not even be home you think as no one comes to answer the door. He’s probably working or might not even be in the country. Turning to leave the elevator doors open and out walks Namjoon. He’s casually dressed in sweatpants, a tight white t-shirt, and baseball cap. In his one hand are a bouquet of flowers.  His eyes widen in surprise when he sees you.

“Y/n what are you doing here?” He stands outside the elevator like he’s unsure if he wants to approach you or dive quickly back into the elevator. 

“I…I don’t know the reason was stupid really. I should be going.” You rush past him and tap the call button for the elevator. 

“Y/n come on you clearly came here for something.” You can feel the heat of his body next to you. Looking up at him he gives you a gentle smile and it’s enough to make his dimple appear and it makes your heart squeeze. 

“Do you love her,” the words pour out of your mouth and you don’t regret them because the pain you are feeling needs to end.

Namjoons shoulder slump, he takes a step back from you, and looks like he’s about to give you an excuse but you don’t want excuses. You want answers. You want to know why you weren’t enough and what makes her so different from you. 

“Just answer the question. I deserve to know. After everything that has happened between the two of us the least you can do is be honest with me now!”  Raising your voice this might be the first time that you have ever really stood up to him and demanded answers.

“Yes, I love her,” He confirms, a part of you was hoping that he didn’t or was unsure about his feelings. Tears streaming down your face you quickly wipe them away, “I think that she might be the one.”

A choked laugh escapes your lips and if you weren’t being ripped apart all over again you would have tried to stop it but, why bother because it’s obvious with the way he’s talking about her and the look on his face that she’s the one. He has never looked at you the way he looks now. It hurts to see it because you would have done just about anything to have him look like that when talking about you. 

“I’m not trying to hurt you,” Namjoon whispers and you know that he’s being honest but that doesn’t take any of the hurt out of it.

“I was never going to be enough was I? It was always her! God I was so stupid,” you cry trying to keep it together. Namjoon takes a step towards you. Holding up your hand to stop him and lock eyes with him again. 

“You don’t get to comfort me. Not in this situation. I gave up so much for you Namjoon and I deserved to be loved but you wouldn’t.” It comes out cold and Namjoon flinches at the sound of your voice.

“That’s not fair. It wasn’t like you made our relationship easy!” Protest Namjoon. Rolling your eyes you hit the call button again. 

“Seriously?” You glare at Namjoon, “All I wanted was for you to try Namjoon. To put in even half of what I was putting into the relationship but you wouldn’t do that. All you did was give me excuses.” You tell him. The elevator pings behind you. Getting in you place your hand over the door when Namjoon calls out to you.  

“I tried Y/n I really did try to love you.” He tells you.

“Did you? Because all you did was leave me in the dust and get her flowers.” WIth that last statement you let the doors close and feel crack in your heart completely break.

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