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♡ summary: Your boyfriend cheated on you, when you confront him about it you didn’t expect to see him so broken.
♡Trigger warnings: soft yandere Jungkook, abusive behavior from readers part (physical and psychological), intercourse, blood, oral sex, suic1de attempt, manipulation, noncon, age gap of 5 years.
♡Song- JK POV: The Neighbourhood – WDYWFM
♡ a/n: I hope you enjoy it, this one has to be the most toxic dynamic I ever written, the ending was going to be so fucked up, but I changed it, anyways, please comment and dm for feedback, or Im also accepting REQUESTS, xooxox.
“Don’t touch me Jungkook!” you yelled at the teary face of Jungkook that was at the edge of a breakdown, you felt nothing but pity and disgust for the man the once made you laugh and feel heaven with his touch.
“Nuna, I just want to talk, please” he begged crying his eyes out, while instinctively getting closer to you, you stepped back unconsciously.
He started to panic more, his eyes swollen and red full of tears, Jungkook was shaking and started to slur the words that came out of his mouth, he was distressed and broken, no much time he has left until he can no longer keep it together.
There it was, your cheater boyfriend before your eyes begging for forgiveness, Jungkook could not keep his dick in his pants the time you spent apart, you had a one-week trip to Jeju with your friends, you weren’t expecting to fight the night before you went, but you also didn’t expect the way you boyfriend broke your trust and slept with someone else. You also were confused when you heard his sobbing at the other side of the line when he called you the third day of your trip, he made you abandon your friends because he was worrying you so much, the bitter truth later came out when he confessed the seconds you entered his apartment, he just immediately admitted what he did completely regretful but too late to mend his mistake.
Why he did it? You weren’t sure if you cared for the answer, infidelity was a boundary that was unbreakable for you and him too, and you promised yourself every time you started a new relationship that you won’t tolerate that shit to anyone, not even your perfect boy, Kookie.
It was a shock for you, Jungkook was the most dedicated boyfriend that you ever had, he always put you first, was the most eager for the future of your relationship, could not spent more than two days without calling you to tell you that he misses you and want to hang out, he was sweetest to you, constantly demanding the affections that the lack of could be the death of him. Men are all the same, you could only sadly conclude, you wished to notice the red flags.
Oh wished you did.
“Nuna, please, I was confused and blackout drunk, I hate myself so much, please forgive me, please, please!” he cried babbling, he was definitely upset about his actions, but you could not forgive his lack of self-control, you didn’t care for his instant regret and his immediate action after the treason, the damage was done and you could not see him the same way never again, trying to fix this mess only make you insecure of your boyfriend actions for the rest of the relationship, you would be better if you move on as quickly as possible.
“Jungkook, I don’t fucking care, while I was upset because of our fight, during my whole trip I felt awful, but you were getting drunk and fucking other girls!” you spatted at him, admitting out loud what he had done hurt you so bad, your decision of leaving him seen as the correct one.
“I just did it once, I hate myself so much for it, nuna, I was going crazy with you far away, I was so-“ he had to pause to sob “I was so fucking sad, you said a lot mean things, nuna” he tried to explain while crying his lip quivering “I’ll do anything, please, I’m so-rry”
The only thing you could do was shook your head disappointed in him, because it did not matter how upset you ever felt after a fight, cheating was out of the question, he only seamed to get more desperate.
“Nuna～” he begged trying to control his sobs.
“Jungkook, I just simply don’t want to continue listening to you, I just need to get out of here” you said to him cold as ice, while walking to his room to collect your stuff.
“You what?” he asked confused while following you, he found you packing some of the clothes you left at his house, after all you spend a lot of time together, you staying even weeks before going back to your own home. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING, NUNA?” Of course, at his altered state he tried to stop you from packing your stuff violently ripping it out of your hands, you wanted to scream out of frustration, but the best you could do right now was to leave.
“I’m leaving you, I can’t continue this after what you did” you tell him trying to get your bag back but he throw it at the other side of room in panic.
“NO! no, no, no“ he tried to calm himself to talk properly “Nuna you promised me-, you promised me you’ll never leave me, we promised we would overcome any trouble TOGETHER!” he screamed “I love you too much, I can’t-“ his speech was fast so you almost could not make out what he was saying.
“I said that, but both made clear that infidelity was a line that could never be crossed!- He dropped to his knees grabbing you by your waist his hands latching to your clothes ”Jungkook calm down, jeez” you could not help but to worry at his state,.
“You don’t understand, I don’t want to live without you, nuna- If you leave me, I prefer to be dead” he sounded so broken that it almost made you cry, somehow you did not react fast enough when he reached under his bed for his handgun, the one he told you he only keep as a memory of his late uncle.
Panic and shock impeded you to move of your tracks, he took the gun and pointed it to his temple without hesitation. You felt the blood leaving your body and how lightheaded you suddenly became.
“Jungkook, sweetheart, put that down” you manage to said as docile and complicit as you could, but he shook his head closing his eyes with force,
“NO!” He exclaimed unlocking the trigger, you felt your soul at your feet ”I swear to god I will do it, life doesn’t makes sense if we can’t be together”
“STOP! Kookie please! I-“ your first tears fell “I forgive you, baby, I forgive you” he opened his eyes looking at yours in search for hope “please, baby, give me the gun” you plead to him.
“Are you going to stay, nuna?” his pouted lip still quivering.
“Yes, I’ll stay here with you, we would find a way to overcome this” at this point you could say anything, whatever it took to keep him and you safe. He slowly pulled away the gun from his temple, and with shaky hands he handed it out to you, with equally shaky hands you took the gun and right away you emptied it’s whole capacity, bullets falling to the ground, while you put the weapon far of his reach. Jungkook right after jumped to your arms sobbing some more while apologizing repeatedly.
“Good boy, good boy” you whispered to him brushing his hair softly with your fingers, his jet black locks smelling so good like baby shampoo and little bit of him, you hold you both in this vulnerable moment.
His face in the crook of your neck hot tears wetting your shirt, his far stronger arms locked in very tight hold of your waist, your hands also caressing his back to get him to calm down, he breathed a few more times, relaxing at your touch, in this position you were not be able to notice the little winning smirk on his face.
“I love you so much, yn” he said to you in a voice so sweet like honey. ” You could change me, babe, I know I did wrong” you stopped caressing his back, realizing that you have to stay like this until he’s stabilized enough.
“Hmm” you hummed, without being convinced.
“Say it back, baby” he urged you separating and looking at your eyes, still fragile.
“I love you, Jungkookie” you felt like crying some more, but you repressed your tears.
“I love you too, nuna, I will always love you” he said to you hugging you again, this time in a more interesting position, he made the bold movement of kissing your neck, which took you by surprise, he pressed his body against yours, kissing your neck nearer to your face, and taking your hands putting them in his abs and finally laying them on his chest.
“Kookie, what are you doing?” you said nervous, started to feel aroused and confused at the other intense emotions.
“I want you, nuna, right now” he said, his hands pressing your waist, you almost let go a moan “You wouldn’t reject me, right?” he said this time kissing you, his tongue sliding inside your mouth making lewd noises he letting out a small whimper. Inside his mind, he was happy you fall into his helplessness gimmick; at the end he would get what he wanted.
“Wait, Jungkook, I don’t think we should-ah” you moaned when he grabbed your ass while biting your neck, you were so confused, but he was being so tempting…
“Nuna, are you wet?” he asked innocently, while sliding his hand in your pants, you felt his cold fingers make contact with your underwear rubbing your clit over the fabric of your panties, confirming your wetness “Are you getting off of this, huh?” he asked smiling so mockingly “You saw me crying for you, on my knees so desperate and you felt turned on by that, nuna?” he move skillfully his fingers through your slit “I almost kill myself for you, and you liked that” he chuckled “You are so sick, nuna” he whispered winning smile on his face.
You suddenly felt the contains of your stomach coming to your throat, no longer feeling any pleasure, you saw the full picture, the manipulation, the execution, everything.
Jungkook was fucked up in the head.
He continues to pleasure you while kissing you, so he was surprised when you pull him apart.
“Baby?” he asked confused, big doe eyes blinking.
“Shut up, and on your knees, now” you ordered him, he hesitated at your instructions” Now!” you repeated and he obeyed.
“Face me” he looked at you immediately, you proceeded to hit his face as hard as you could, you knew he could take it. The dry sound of the slap echoed through the room as the face of Jungkook turned by force of the hit saw you disconcerted.
“Nu-“ another slap as hard as the first one arrived to his other side, this time a string of blood descended from his nostril.
“What the FUCK is wrong with you, you damn creep!” you hit him again and once more, just to grab his now again tearful face and spit with disgust. He cleaned the saliva mixed with his tears with his shaky hands, no smile on sight.
You sighted and put your hands on your hips, desperate to get out of that situation.
“You could have only…” he started to say with the most softspoken voice.
“You can stand up, or whatever” you interrupted him with a gesture.”Ahg you’re such a mess” you watch the shocked figure of Jungkook standing before you, blood reached his lips, his eyes wet full of tears and some of your own saliva, down in his sweatpants a big hard erection.
“I-I couldn’t help it, nuna, I…” he stuttered, again the pity took over you, also the horror, you don´t feel safe with such unstable individual and gun nearby, the next steps were crucial.
“It’s ok, just do something about it” you managed to say, he looked so lost.
“Can you help..me?” he bitted his blood tinted lip “Can you take care of it, n-nuna, please?” he said softspoken.
You didn’t want this situation to escalate but also you didn’t want to lose control, he could turn around at any moment.
“You are not allowed to touch me while I do it” he laid on his bed and pull his sweatpants off, leaving you to it, his long cock jumped to almost reach Jungkook’s bellybutton pre seminal liquid on the tip, not enough to lubricate, so you spited on his cock making him pant, you started pumping it, there is no way you give him oral after all the shit that you just went through.
He was enjoying it, moaning and moving his hips while you pump his cock.
“Feels so good, nuna” he said breathing heavily, with a little more pressure and with a faster pace you knew he was about to cum, soon enough he could not resist to take your hand to add more speed while he reached his orgasm, white spurts of his cum landing on his stomach. Your hand was covered on it too, on his face pure bliss.
“Clean yourself, I’m going to get me a glass of water” you said to him, he nodded and cleaned his semen with some wipes he had beside his bed, you went to the kitchen after washing your hands looking your reflection on the mirror, the dreaded look in your eyes made realized that you needed a plan.
You drink fast the water thinking, thinking and thinking.
You knew Jungkook had sleeping problems, sure there is a prescription pills somewhere on here, if you can manage to make him sleep soundly, then you could remove yourself from the situation without resistance. But the figure of Jungkook appears all of the sudden, interrupting your thoughts.
“We both are on edge, but it’s ok babe, soon enough everything would be just as before” he kissed your cheek missing out how you flinched.
“Yeah” you replied. “I actually was going to suggest that both rest separately to process what just happened, I’m gonna prepare some tea” you said trying to sound convincing, he nodded and went to his room.
You search through the cabinets looking out for the sleeping pills, you were about to give up but at the last attempt bingo!
The chamomile tea mixed with the drug was unsuspecting resting on a mug that you later extended to Jungkook that drank it without second thoughts, you waited 40 minutes and there it was Jungkook resting face, so perfect.
Who would suspect of his bunny like features?
You got no time to lose, you searched for the number of Jungkook’s brother and give him instructions to take care of him, you packed you stuff and took away the gun and bullets, with hurry you left everything behind.
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A couple of months had passed since your dramatic break up with Jungkook, you had to block him and rent in another place, you wanted as much distance as possible, it made realized your relationship was never a healthy one, though Jungkook appeared as the perfect boyfriend, you noticed that his attachment was excessive and there were several behaviors that you took as he caring about you but in reality he was controlling you and manipulating you, but are not going to confuse love with fixation anymore.
You did a lot of growing and processing the very tragic way in how things ended between you and him, he did try to go after you, of course, but you did your best to have a low profile, putting yourself on hermit mode until you moved on, wishing Jungkook could do the same.
But he actually did the exact opposite.
At your residential flat, in a relaxed Friday night, all the university students that lived in there were out partying, you preferring to slug on your couch watching some movies instead, you were so immerse that you did not hear the door opening and how Jungkook approximated near you, it was until he presented himself before you that you almost feel your soul leaving your body.
And boy, he changed, the fragile looking self was gone, instead this stoic tough exterior took its place, he dressed all black, he was wearing a trench coat as well, leather gloves, he looked terrifying in fact.
His dark expression glaring back at you, making you shiver of fear. What in the world could he be doing in your flat, in the middle of the night dressed like that?
Looking so good but also like the devil himself.
“Goodnight, yn” he spoke, tone low and playful.
“Jungkook?, what the hell are you doing here? How did you enter the house?” you questioned while sinking in your couch hoping to be teletransported to another place.
“Are you serious? Five months playing cat and mouse with me and still have no clue, silly nuna” he mocked you taking a seat in the chair next to you.
“I wasn’t playing anything, I left you and move on” you told him, as you saw how he crossed his legs, he was amused.
“It’s that so?” he chuckled; you were starting to get pissed off.
“Look Jungkook, I got time to think and I came with some conclusions that would be more than appropriate that you listen to” you said, he didn’t fail to notice your condescending tone.
“I’m listening, nuna” he said to you getting comfortable in his chair.
“What just happened the last time we saw each other was just proof that this relationship was doomed from the very beginning, to start I’m convinced that you are not necessarily in love with…me” you said pointing at yourself, he raised an eyebrow his expression remained dark and unreadable.
“What are you even saying” he scoffed bitterly.
“I mean that, you were clearly going through some stuff and I happen to be in the right place and time, but if i weren’t available at that moment it would be another girl that would be at my place!” you accused.
“Bullshit, I could NEVER love anybody to the extend I love you; you clearly can’t even comprehend it, you abandon me after all” he spitted to you, resentment noted on every word he spoke.
“That’s the thing, whatever qualities you attribute to me are not REAL, Jungkook, I cannot save you, I am not made for you, you don’t need me, and I don’t need you, whatever happened to you, there are better ways to cope, I can even help y-…” you stopped speaking when Jungkook took out of his trench coat and took a new gun and pointed it at you, he unlocked the trigger.
“Ugh you are so annoying sometimes” he said with a gesture “thinking you talk so eloquently, rambling about how I have this and that, but you don’t see yourself in the mirror, nuna” he said with defiance.
“Jungkoo…”
“Shut the fuck up” he demanded with a yell standing up “You are a sadist, with your fucking gaslighting and lies, you are also refusing to believe that i love you, rationalizing my behavior so you can only conclude that something in not working right in my head” he touched his temple with the gun but pointed it back at you again “But I mean it, when said it, you are a sick fuck.” And he laughed manic at his accusations.
You were fucked, there it no way you’ll make it, he was completely lost of any salvation.
“Don’t you see it?!” you sobbed desperate “This is not love, you just have to-“ a slap hit your face, it was not that hard but it made your face burn.
“I had enough of your shit talk” he grabbed your face “If you keep saying the same bullshit, I would made sure you cannot talk back at me never again” you stopped sobbing and nodded numerous times. “Kneel” he demanded and you obeyed, now with the exchanged roles as the last time you saw each other.
He grabbed your face once more so you could saw him. He took off his trench coat, he was wearing a suit without the jacket beneath the piece of fabric, he looked so powerful and contrasting with the usual sweet image that you were accustomed to, with one leather gloved hand he took out his cock through the zipper of his pants, flaccid but still big.
“Suck my cock, slut” he demanded grabbing your hair and pulling closer to him pointing the gun to your head making you flinch, your shaking hands took his dick and you look at him once again. “Don’t act innocent now, whore, put it in your mouth and suck” he instructed you with impatience, you put his cock in your mouth and he grabbed your head forcing all his length to your throat making you gag when after a few trusts in your mouth he was fully erected, he was watching closely your tears and red face completely overwhelmed, he was getting off of your condition.
He wanted to humiliate you, sink your dignity, reducing you to a pathetic object for his pleasure that he can use and toss aside.
But you could not simply succumb to his petty games to break you, something inside you was fighting and screaming.
He was almost lost in his pleasure, breathing heavily and occasionally moaning on a low tone cursing at the movements of your mouth.
You pull his dick out of your mouth, look at him with a smile on your lips catching his attention.
“You are pathetic, Jungkook” you said masturbating him. “You cannot resist the temptation of reversing the power dynamic, can you?” liking the tip just as he likes it, making him moan. “No, your ego is too fragile for that” you took his cock in your mouth sucking and masturbating with your hand, you knew what bottoms to press to make him worked up.
“Watch your fucking mouth” he said thrusting his hips, fucking your mouth and you take it looking at his eyes. You knew he was close, so you put your hand on his abdomen grabbing his white button shirt for support, he left a heavy sight while you feel all his body tense.
“Fuck, yeah” he grunted leaking his cum inside your mouth, you felt the hot liquid but did not swallow it, at his shock you spited his seed to the ground, wiping your mouth and making a disgust expression.
“I should had called the cops when I could” you added, before your eyes was a disconcerted Jungkook which expression darkened once more, he zipped his pants, dropped the gun and lifted you with ease, he hold you in his arms while waking to your room where he gently drop you on your bed sitting beside you, looking at your eyes, lost.
“What now? Are you going to rape me?” you questioned, he could only lower his gaze.
“Nuna, please, I could never…” he spoke…soft.
“Shut up, Shut up!” you exclaimed indifferent “If you are going to do it, do it fast” you sentenced.
He just hugged you, hard, you wrapped your own arms around him, you felt his tears wetting your clothes, you closed your eyes holding him while he quietly sob.
“Nuna, I’m sorry so much” he said to you hugging the life out of you.
“I know” you said to him.
“Why it’s so difficult to understand that I’ll do whatever it takes to be by your side” he confessed “these past months felt like already pull the trigger, you are my only happiness, only you”
“Right now, it’s not the time” you said to him trying to convince him.
“What do you mean?”
“We are both not ready to be with each other we need to heal first, Jungkook” you told him pulling apart to watch his expressions. ”Can you do that, darling? Can you wait for me? Can you change?” his eyes blinked away the tears full of hope, he nodded while wiping his face with his fingers.
“I can do everything for you, anything you ask me” he said with firm tone, you smiled at him and leaned over to peck his lips, he was smiling too.
“Then it’s a deal” you said to him, he out of excitement pull you to his lap to hug you again, he do it so quickly that your core made friction with his thick thigh, you felt the familiar pleasure on your lower stomach, well it would be only fair since the fact that came and you didn’t, let’s take advantage of your poor situation as well, you positioned yourself better on his lap his bulge directly aligned with your core and you rolled your hips he looked at you this time.
“Yn?” he asked confused while you kissed his neck.”Babe…”
“Jungkook, touch me, please” you pleaded while grinding on his lap, he moaned at your request and immediately took your shirt off (the only piece of clothes that you had on) and warped his mouth around your nipple sucking it soundly, you whined. Did you forgot to mention the incredible skill that Jungkook possessed?, while stimulating your nipples he slided his long fingers through your underwear, introducing it to your pussy, one became two then three, he was driving you crazy.
“Ah Jungkook, yes” you moaned feeling your orgasm arrive, head in the clouds, you laid on bed, ripping off your panties, while he took his clothes off to be fully naked, he was hard again. “Wait, in my wallet there is a condom” you instructed him while he looked at you raising his eyebrows, you rolled your eyes “I always have a condom on my purse, I did this even when we were together” he found the condom and put it on placing himself at your entrance quickly introducing the tip, your pussy reacted sucking him in, making you both moan, soon all his length was inside you, he took a moment to make eye contact with you.
“I missed this so much, nuna” he said to you, giving you a peck before starting to move, he was doing a stable pace than he later slowed to pull out and get back inside, you were a whining mess and he was proud of it, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, you felt your high near and started to get needier.
“I need to- I need too…” you couldn’t speak properly, so you took action flipping yourself over getting on top of Jungkook ridding him fast as the waves of pleasure were closer and closer. Jungkook moaned your name repeatedly while you both came, exhausted you collapsed on top of him, full of sweat, he caught you and pull you to his side, and cuddling you while yawning, falling asleep in each other arms.
Of course you said whatever it took to gain his favor, he had a gun for fucks sake! You will eventually call the cops but only after he goes away as he promised, harsher measures need to be taken for your own well being, at least you could say you had a proper closure with your psycho ex boyfriend.
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A year and a half passed since the last time you saw him, when you ended the most toxic dynamic you ever had, you had to call the cops eventually and get a restraining order, it was the best option available and until now it has worked pretty well, though the fear of him coming back is still engrained in you like a burn scar.
You had to find another place to live, change jobs and get accustomed to your new reality in a very short time, but it worked out. You now had a job in the flowershop and a small and cozy apartment downtown, you live a quiet live without much stress and you were looking forward to try dating again, maybe this time you could be happy.
So one day, during your shift at the flowershop, you saw how a very expensive car parked outside the store, and the figure of a young man in suit came out of the car, your curiosity banished replaced as horror when you recognized the man that you had put an restraining order. Jungkook walk to the store looking his best self, with a confident pace he went straight to the counter to be face to face with you, he took a few seconds to stare at you and then he smiled looking absolutely stunning with his wide grin and soft features, but you could not let yourself admire him because you know his true nature.
“Hello yn-ie, long time no see” he said to you as it was so natural for you both this reunion.
“Jungkook, you know I got an order against you, so I’d be nice and not call the cops but you have to go now” you said very fast before the nerves attack you, he chuckled and shook his head as he was hearing the rambling of a child.
“Oh yeah, that little trick you pulled on me” he added “I came here to buy some roses, didn’t expect to see you at all” it didn’t sound convincing.
“If you only want the roses that’s ok, but you have to leave immediately after” you said to him but he looked away, you asked for specifications and he instructed you to give him a rose bouquet, you quickly did what he ask you and when he received the roses his hands quickly brushed yours
“That would be 10 thousand won, please” you said to him, he pulled a 100thousand bill and hand it out to you, he insisted to you keeping the change. As you suspected he didn’t leave.
“Okay I may have lied, I do want something from you” he said to you.
“No” you responded without hesitation.
“I want to have dinner with you, there is a place I want you to know” he said to you ignoring your previous response.
“I said no” you sentenced.
“If you don’t want to see me ever again after this, I would gladly comply but you have to go with me first and just talk, there is something important I have to tell you” he said to you serious, it was so weird to see him after all you went through, he was a stubborn bastard and you knew there was no way he took a no for an answer, so you accepted to just get over that, you hoped, forever.
He took you to a exclusive restaurant that just opened recently, you felt so out of place with your casual work clothes you were wearing, but Jungkook pay no mind and insisted to take you there, besides you he looked like he is worth millions, you two look like a mismatching pair.
During dinner the conversation was superficial, he mostly talking about his new career path and trivial stuff, you silently nodded and made occasional commentary, getting a little impatient at his anticks.
“It’s nice to see how you have grown, I’m glad you been doing ok, I really do” you said to him, he eyes sparkling at your praise.
“I had to step up, nuna, i never forgot what were your conditions to get back together, I did my part” he said to you, you sipped your wine.
“I put a restraining order, Jungkook” you said to him serious.
“You did it impulsively, I will forgive you for that” he said sipping his wine too “Now we are different people right?” he added, you looked to the ground, your instincts are telling you that he didn’t change at all, a year could not possibly be enough for him to recover from his issues.
“I don’t know” you honestly responded.
“But you see me in another light” he said “And if you don’t, I can prove you I changed” he said.
“Jungkook, I’m not sure” you told him but he didn’t change his expression.
“Let me please prove you, yn, give me a chance” he looked at your eyes “without pressure, let’s know each other all over again”
You agreed, and for the past weeks Jungkook and you hang out casually, he did seam different but he there were still some characteristics that never changed, fortunately only the good ones remained. Jungkook had better economic position, he no longer had a regular lifestyle, so your hang outs were in places you never been before. Overall you knew what his ultimate intentions were, he always was upfront, and made you clear with actions that he want you back, but you were confused, he did change but you still cannot forgive the things he did in the past, a year ago you may have considered it, but maybe it was time to move from this.
Well your constant contact with Jungkook eventually lead to you getting drunk one night, he kissed you and you let him, not sure why. He always was a good kisser, you just let yourself go in the moment, little by little you two started behaving more and more like a couple, you did let it go that far when you shouldn’t, so one day when you were having dinner in a private room, he handed you a check, when you saw the ridiculous amount, you saw him with a confused expression.
“What’s this for?” you asked him, he smiled and the responded.
“It’s for you” he simply said.
“Are you trying to buy me?”
“I’m just showing you that I can take care you, princess”
“You don’t need to take care of me”
“But nuna, of course I need to” he said to you serious “You don’t have to work anymore in that shop, I’ll pay all your bills from now on, let me provide for you” he added.
“I did not ask you for money, and why do you have to provide for me?” he rolled his eyes.
“Fine, stay in your little job, but when we get married I don’t want any protest” you reacted immediately.
“When we get married?” you repeated.
“Yes”
“Jungkook, I…”
“Yn, where is this heading? You like me again, you kissed me and I bet you miss how I fuck you too” he started to say “Then we get back together, the next step is obvious”
“Marriage?” you scoffed “I think you need to calm down, you act like the past two years never existed”
“There is no use into bring the shit we went through” he added sipping his glass of whiskey.
“I’m thinking this better, we are like magnets we attract each other so easily but maybe we just don’t work in the long run, that’s it”
“Nuna, I thought that we making progress, why you can’t have faith in us?” Jungkook exclaimed “There is nothing more real than the love I have for you; my change is the proof”
“But I hurt you and you hurt me”
“That’s the past”
“I cannot go through another tragic situation, where we both are get traumatized, I just want a healthy relationship” Tears escaping your eyes, he got up from his seat and sat beside you pulling you close.
“We can be healthy; I know we can” he said kissing your forehead “I love you”
“Jungkook, should we try this again?”
“Of course, princess” he said to you sweetly “We belong together”.
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, OC is toxic but like, self-aware about it. It’s okay though, turns out JK is also kinda fucked. Not a whole lotta plot going on here just saying.
Summary: You’ve been avoiding your new neighbor since he moved in, despite his constant attempts at small talk and flirting. He’s really got no idea that you’re trying to protect his sweet little soul from being corrupted by you.
Requested by: Anonymous - inspired by Jade Lemacs “Aimed to Kill.”
You grab your grocery bags from the backseat, shoving the car door closed with your hip. In fumbling around with the clicker, your keys fall to the ground beneath you with a teasing clink. You huff out a frustrated sigh.
“I’ll get those!” a friendly, and familiar, voice rushes over.
It’s Jungkook, your neighbor. You silently curse, because you know he’ll follow you like a little puppy all the way to your door.
He does. Chattering the whole time about how he makes it a personal mission to get all the grocery bags on the first trip inside too.
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, OC is toxic but like, self-aware about it. It’s okay though, turns out JK is also kinda fucked. Not a whole lotta plot going on here just saying.
Summary: You’ve been avoiding your new neighbor since he moved in, despite his constant attempts at small talk and flirting. He’s really got no idea that you’re trying to protect his sweet little soul from being corrupted by you.
Requested by: Anonymous - inspired by Jade Lemacs “Aimed to Kill.”
You grab your grocery bags from the backseat, shoving the car door closed with your hip. In fumbling around with the clicker, your keys fall to the ground beneath you with a teasing clink. You huff out a frustrated sigh.
“I’ll get those!” a friendly, and familiar, voice rushes over.
It’s Jungkook, your neighbor. You silently curse, because you know he’ll follow you like a little puppy all the way to your door.
He does. Chattering the whole time about how he makes it a personal mission to get all the grocery bags on the first trip inside too.
An uncomfortable silence follows as you reach your apartment door, Jungkook taking your bags for you so you can fiddle the key into the hole. You mutter a vaguely polite thanksbut continue avoiding eye contact.
Don’t get it twisted, you’re not typically an impolite ass to people. Jungkook probably thinks you’re a rude bitch - though he keeps trying and hard to break you. Thing is, you’re only trying to protect him.
The minute you moved in you saw him from across the lot getting his mail. You locked eyes over a box of framed photos and honestly? You were instantly attracted, how could you not be? He looked to be your type, piercings, tats, long pretty hair, broad shoulders, thick thighs…you practically drooled onto the cardboard box in your arms.
Then he ran over, looking like the cutest little bunny you’d ever seen and within 45 minutes of him helping you bring boxes in and chatting, you knew there was no way you could pursue him. He was sweet, and kind, and bubbly and shy. You’d crush him like a soda can.
He asked you out for coffee or dinner the second day you knew him, and several times since - he was relentless - but each time you tried as hard as you could to politely decline him. He probably thinks you’re a jerk, and sometimes you wish you could avoid the mission and just tell him how hot you think he is, describe all the debauched shit you’d love to do to him, tied up in your silk ribbons on your bed - the thought alone makes your clit throb - but he’s too nice. He can’t handle the relationship, or lack there of rather, that you’d want from him.
Don’t give in, ___, you say to yourself watching his forearms flex as he shifts the bags around. God, the way you’d outline every tattoo on his arm with your tongue…stop!
“TGIF, am I right?” he comments lamely as you twist the knob and open the door to your apartment.
“Mmhmm,” you agree flatly.
He follows you inside, which is fine, and sets your bags on the counter top.
“I uh, notice you got some wine, boxed - I like that, very classy,” he attempts to tease and you slip for a moment and laugh at his joke.
This makes him way too happy, you immediately notice, and he relaxes a bit against the counter, crossing his bulky arms over his broad chest. Ugh.
“So you have big plans tonight?” he wonders and you can already hear the invitation that’s coming.
You press your lips into a tight line as you flit around putting groceries away, “Just going to, ya know, watch movies and get classy with my boxed wine.”
“Want some company?” he asks so gingerly that it makes you feel bad, you of all people.
You sigh, gnawing on your bottom lip, “Listen, Jungkook, I-,”
He shrugs in defeat and puts his hands up in a playful surrender, “It’s fine. You’re saying no, that’s fine. I won’t bother you anymore okay? A guy can only get rejected by a beautiful woman so many times before he starts turning into a creep.”
He chuckles but it sounds disappointed and a bit embarrassed. Fuck.
“Can I ask you something though?” he wonders as he walks toward the door.
You just stare, waiting for his question, feeling thoroughly villainous.
“What is it about me that you dislike so much? Maybe I can work on it, you know, not for you per se but maybe it’s why I can’t seem to find anyone,” he asks sadly.
Oh god. Oh god you can feel the words bubbling up into your chest, into your throat…oh shit here they come…
“I don’t dislike you Jungkook, it’s quite the opposite. I think you are fucking delectable, and every time you come running across the lot my fucking pussy does, I don’t know, somersaults or something - it’s absurd and I hate rejecting you over and over but I just…I don’t think you’d like me once you got to really know me.”
Wow. That was, a lot, you think with an embarrassed sigh.
You chance looking up at him and find that his sweet brown eyes are wide as saucers. There it is, he got a little taste of your boundary-less crazy and now he knows. Good, it’s better he run for the hills.
You wait a few more seconds, fully anticipating him to be like “Mmk, well I gotta go…” but he doesn’t.
Instead his eyes narrow a bit, and for the first time ever since moving in, those warm, happy doe eyes look a little…dangerous?
He crosses back over into the kitchen, not completely invading your space but certainly closer than he’s ever gotten.
“Now why on earth would you think I wouldn’t like you? After trying so damn hard to get you to spend time with me?” he asks.
Ok fine. Talking about him being delectable and pussy somersaults isn’t enough? You got plenty more where that came from. Plen-ty.
“It’s just, if I let myself get into you, like really into you I’m going to freak you out,” you start, wondering how you’re going to explain your weirdness.
He raises an eyebrow and looks deeply intrigued, “How?”
“I have really specific goals here, ok? Like I wouldn’t be the kind of girl you’d want to take home. It wouldn’t be bubbly or romantic. I just…” go on, go ahead and say it, “I’d just want to consume you. Use you, get myself off on you - tie you up and make you wait, test your limits, make you think I’m in love with you so you’ll be just as obsessed as me.”
Jungkook is quiet for a moment. You’ve never really been up front with the guys you’re into and most of them leave after a few weeks. You are the very definition of “crazy ex” and you know it.
“So, you’d tie me up with what? Those pretty silk ribbons you have in your bedside drawer?” he asks.
“Yeah, I got them at…”
Your eyes snap up to his. Wait just a second. He’s never been further into your house then he is right now, so how does he know?
“How the fuck do you know what’s in my drawer?”
“Oh,” he digs in his pocket and drags his key ring out, fiddling through until he finds a little gold one, “because I have a key to your front door.”
Um.What?
“And how the fuck do you have a key to my apartment?!” you demand. The tables have indeed turned and you are beyond confused.
“Well, let me just tell you it was not pleasant to acquire it,” he scoffs, “but the super has crushed on me since I moved in a few years ago so I ate her out in the main office - stole your key out of her master box while she cleaned herself up in the bathroom.”
A normal person would slap him, jerk the key off his ring, probably call the police or something, then slap him again.
You’re not normal though.
“You…did that just to get into my apartment?” you say - almost admirably.
“Of course baby, how else was I going to figure you out? You never say more than ten words to me at a time. I had to get to know you somehow, and trust me - about what you said about me not liking the real you - such a thing could never happen,” he says, brushing the back of a finger over your cheek.
“I…don’t know what to say,” you tell him.
“Don’t say anything,” he smiles and it looks like the same pretty smile he always shoots you, but now it’s laced with something else. Something you like, very very much. “Just do what you said you wanted to do - consume me.”
You fuck the rest of the groceries off and drag his mouth onto yours. He happily reciprocates, sliding some of the bags into the sink so he can lift you up and set you on the countertop.
“Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this so long,” he rasps, yanking his shirt off as you do the same thing.
You don’t respond, words are not computing at the moment, you pull him toward you by his belt loops and rake your nails down his chest, leaving angry red lines in their wake. His chest is just as hard and defined as you thought it would be and you’re going to enjoy rubbing against it soon.
“Mmmm, gonna fuck you till you scream baby girl,” he promises, roughly shoving his tongue in your mouth, which you accept gratefully.
After a few minutes he practically rips your bra off, taking the fleshy mounds in his hands and burying his face between them, lapping at your skin and nipples.
“Mmm,” you moan, pulling at his hair to guide him back and forth between your aching tits, “how often do you come in my apartment?” you ask, rather breathlessly.
“Come as in coming inside or come as in jerk myself off into the panties in your laundry hamper?” he smirks, looking up at you while he plays with the button on your jeans.
“Fuck that shouldn’t be so hot,” you moan, hopping off the counter so he can shimmy the garment down your legs.
He laughs as you step out of them and kick them to the side, “maybe but you love it, I knew you would. I read all the shit you write about in your little journal, knew you’d want me to,” he growls.
“You read my journ-ah!” you yelp as he nips at the fleshiest part of your inner thigh, shoving you hard against the cupboards so he can open your legs.
“Of course I did babe, I needed to know you, like I said. Don’t worry, I loved the things you wrote, wanna try all of it with you,” he assures you, pulling your panties down your legs.
“Fuck I do too, I do too, God Jungkook I’m so fucking turned on right now,” you say, you’re so incredibly elated it feels like you’re high.
“I know baby, look how your pussy is dripping for me,” he whispers against your mound. “You want to see what I did to get that key?”
“Mmhmm, please, oh fuck please put your tongue on me!”
He acquiesces and gets right to it. Burying his face in your drenched cunt. You gasp when he moans, working an absolute magical skill with his tongue. It’s beyond anything you’d ever dreamed, from this adorable man, though adorable is now the absolute last descriptor you would use for him.
“I should’ve just busted through your door every night and done this with or without your fucking permission,” he’s panting, looking up at you from between your legs.
You run your hands through his hair, “bust in anytime, you’ve got a key.”
He laughs against you for a second before returning to the task at hand - making you come bracing yourself against the kitchen cabinets while he works you with his mouth.
With quick, soft licks he just about brings you to your knees, your thighs shake as your grip in his hair tightens and he groans at the sting of it.
“I’m so close, shit! Keep going…right there, that’s so good,” you whine. He finds the perfect pressure, flicking his tongue against your clit and you hitch your leg just a bit higher so you can feel it better as he brings you to orgasm.
You cry out his name in a shaky moan as you rhythmically spasm around his head.
He stands, his eyes dark and blown out, looking at you like he may devour your very soul.
And you’ll absolutely let him.
“What should we do from your naughty little diary hm? Wax? Cuffs? Whips?” he wraps his arms around you and pulls you into him, you’re still breathless from your orgasm but you muzzle your nose against his flawless chest.
“Come with me,” you grab his hands and practically drag him to your bedroom where you shove him down on your bed.
You assess him, tapping your cheek coyly.
“Whatshould I do to you, hm?” you wonder, biting your lip as he gets comfortable.
“First things first,” you continue, “the jeans have to go, though I love the way you look in them with no shirt,” you say, leaning over to help him with the pants.
You watch as his cock springs up, the length of it swaying with the weight of his thickness. Oh yes, that will do justfine.
“Now what? Please, I need you to fucking touch me in some way, please,” he begs and you like it, love the way the word please sounds out of his mouth. Love the way those warm dangerous eyes plead with yours.
You slowly walk over to your drawer and gently slide it out. You do pick up the ribbons and look at him with a raised brow.
“As pretty as you’d look tied up in these,” you tease the end of a ribbon across one of his nipples and he hisses, so you slide it down his middle and over his throbbing cock too. “It’s just…as big and strong as you are, I think you could ruin them.”
You put them back and drag out two pairs of handcuffs, “No, I think these will work much better.”
He smiles as you crawl up into the bed, straddling his chest - you can feel the lines and ridges of his muscles flexing and relaxing beneath you. You grind yourself down on him, unable to resist, as you loop the cuffs around his wrist, attaching the other end to your bed frame.
“Now I only have two pair,” you say, caressing a finger up his other arm to guide it, “can your legs behave?”
“Mmhmm,” he whimpers, “I’ll be good.”
“Oh I know baby, I know,” you soothe, dipping your head down to kiss him tenderly on the mouth.
You attach the other cuff to his wrist and the bed, then lean back to enjoy your view. Fuck yes, you hadn’t even realized how bad you wanted to see him this way.
“What now?” he asks, desperation dripping.
You look down at his chest heaving, God this chest thing you are really having trouble getting over.
“Mm,” you lean down and kiss and lick the skin around his nipple, occasionally sucking hard, leaving reddish-purple bruises as you go. “Gotta mark you up I think, so you remember who you belong to now.”
He writhes and moans as you continue licking and sucking, “all yours baby, do whatever you want!”
The words have you clenching on nothing, and suddenly you have an ache you desperately want to fill.
You glance over at your drawer, inside contains a diary full of sexual scenarios you want to play out and the toys necessary to do so. They’ll be there, you think, when you have more time to play. When the two of you aren’t so desperate to get off you can give the attention to detail required.
You scoot down further, “Look at your cock baby, you’re hard as a rock. Does it ache?” you ask softly, swirling the tip of your finger up and down and over the tip of it.
“God, yes, so fucking bad baby,” he whines and you believe him. His dick is red and angry and throbbing, begging for release.
You spit on it, loudly and obscenely, and he stares with his mouth parted as your fist closes around the shaft tightly. You start pumping him at various paces to tease, and his hips buck up to fuck into your hand.
“I think,” you finally say, “that right now I just want to sink my pussy on your cock and ride you until I come again. We can open my journal later,” you say, rising to your knees to straddle him.
His head bobs up and down, “Yes, fuck…yeah do that.”
You grin as you position yourself above him, taking his cock in your hand and rubbing the head of it against your clit.
“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck,” he sighs, you know you’re being cruel at this point, as you drag him through your slick over and over. Your cunt is still soaked from his oral skills and the sound his dick is making sliding over your slit is loud and sloppy and delightful.
Finally, when his face twists up in absolute want, you sink yourself down on him. It’s a tight fit, and you mildly regret not sinking slower but the stretch quickly dissipates and is replaced with a full sensation that sends you reeling.
“Fuck Jungkook, you feel so fucking good,” you cry. You brace yourself on his torso as you bound harder, faster. His wrists tug against his restraints as his hips buck to meet your movements. It’s a perfect rhythm, between the two of you, the way your bodies are coming together so naturally and you scold yourself for thinking he was too good to corrupt. Fuck, he was his own extraordinary brand of insane and you’re loving every minute.
“You’re so tight baby, so fucking hot, fuck it’s so good,” he’s practically crying.
“I’m getting really close again Jungkook, fuck you look so hot cuffed up like that,” you whine.
“Come for me again baby, I’m right there too, come all over my fucking cock,” he urges, his head lolling back and forth across your pillows.
You slow down a bit, making sure you drag his dick across every spot that makes you go insane, making sure he can thoroughly feel every centimeter of you.
You grind down on him a bit, your clit rubbing against the soft tuft of hair at the base of his cock and you lose it. You come around him, your cunt milking his own intense orgasm out, and you feel him release in heavy spurts deep inside you as you both cry out together.
“I think we just came at the same time,” you pant with a grin.
He looks at you, “Of course we did, we’re meant for each other. We’re perfect for each other,” he huffs.
You scramble up his body and kiss him, pausing only to grab the handcuff keys to release him. When his bonds are loose he wraps his arms around you and pins you to the bed.
“Consume me,” he says between kisses, “obsess over me the way I’m obsessed with you. I want you to, I want you to use me because you’re mine and you’re perfect.”
“Where have you been?” you ask, cupping his face.
“Waiting,” he says, “waiting in the background for someone just as fucked as me.”
You nod, because you understand. You’ve been waiting too.
“Well, here I am.”
Jungkook cards his hand through your hair gently then pulls it hard, “Here you are.”
T H E E N D
Endnotes:
1. Here you go anon. I’d never even heard of this artist before so hopefully I captured the general feeling of the song? Idk but I really hope you like it darling.
2. Still working on the Victorian piece that Tumblr ate, I’ve got it outlined and am working out the breaks. I hope everyone had a good weekend!!!
