At a meeting of BTS with fans at a big event, word gets out that there is a known, famous hater attending. But she is armed. Everyone begins looking around for said person, that person being a girl with brown hair. Your eyes catch the girl a few met...
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You were back at the hotel after the boys took their picture and posted it to Twitter, having some snacks as they spoke about their experience at the concert. Jungkook's arms stayed constantly around you during the whole thing, not wanting to let you go even if you wanted to go to the bathroom.
The boys kept teasing him for being clingy and he hid his face in your neck every time, making you chuckle. Now that you were in the hotel, he had gone to take a quick shower while you got ready for bed.
You climbed in bed and sat, leaning against the headboard while you scrolled through Twitter, Weverse, and other apps. People were praising your relationship and commenting about it.
Some had shared clips of how Jungkook glanced backstage all the time, fans instantly knowing why he was glancing back.
"Look at Kookie glancing backstage all the time 🥺" -Y/Kookforever
"Is he looking for her? He's such a clingy baby boy :(" - Jiminiepabo03
"It seems like he is. He looks a bit worried too tho." -Y/Kookforever
You smiled at the convo between these two, giggling quietly as they kept fangirling on and on about how cute he was when it had to do with you. Thankfully, the amount of hate you could find before on Twitter had gone down.
Or at least all you found were positive comments, people cheering for you and urging you to give the boys as much love as possible. You heard the shower stop and the door to the bathroom open a few minutes later, a freshly showered Jungkook wearing a shirt and boxers showing up on your doorway.
"Hey." You said softly, watching him lean on the doorway with a lifted eyebrow and scoffing slightly. "What?" You asked with slightly wide eyes, watching him begin making his way to your bed.
"What do you think you're doing here?" He asked in a low tone. You glanced around the room nervously, gulping down harshly. It was your room. What did he mean by what you were doing?
"I-I don't... This is my room. What do you-" "Exactly." He cut you off the moment you answered yourself, leaning down and grabbing you by the waist, throwing you on his shoulder.
"Yah! What are you doing?!" You exclaimed, holding onto him for dear life. "I'm taking you to the right room." He said casually as he made his way to the other bedroom. His bedroom.
"Put me down, please. I think I'm going to vomit." You said as you tried to straighten yourself. Jungkook chuckled as he stopped by the bed, carefully placing you down on your feet.
You slightly felt dizzy, going to the sides but Jungkook was quick enough to catch you before you could fall or get the dizziness worse. "Sorry. I forgot I haven't done that to you before." He said with a sorry smile, his hands moving to your hair and fixing some strands that had gone crazy.
You smiled at him, taking your hairband off and offering it to him. "Wanna tie my hair?" You asked softly. With a nod, he turned you around and took his hairbrush, brushing through your hair gently.
He was so careful. Whenever a knot came up, he would try his best to treat it as carefully as possible, that way you wouldn't feel any pain and your hair wouldn't get damaged.
After brushing through your hair, he carefully put your hair up and tied it, running his fingers through your freshly made ponytail. He placed the brush away, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you deep into his chest.
Your breath hitched when his lips pressed into your neck, placing butterfly kisses as he sighed. You let out a shaky sigh, one hand reaching back to his thigh while your head leaned back, eyes closed.
"I missed you so much." He whispered, hands trailing up your hips and under your shirt but you quickly stopped his movements. Jungkook froze and you did too, his head lifting to look at you.
Your eyes were now open, slightly wide as they stared at the ceiling. "What's wrong?" He whispered, his thumbs caringly caressing your hips. "I just..." You trailed off.
"It just feels wrong." You replied, looking at him after. "Not a 'wrong' wrong. You know I don't mind getting intimate with you." You said while turning in his arms.
"It's just that after what I did, it feels wrong to have you touch me like this a-and kiss me a-and love me in any way." You ranted, a soft smile growing on his lips as he listened to you.
"You can make up for it." He replied, making your heart begin beating quickly in excitement and nervousness. Your eyes widened slightly too.
"W-What do you mean?" You asked, a soft excited smile growing on your lips as he chuckled. "Well, I'll be all yours. You can make up for it whichever way you like. Basically, you'll get to be top."
At the words, your cheeks turned red, deep red. He turned you two so that he was by the bed, sitting down at the edge. "But I want this off." He said lowly, tugging your sweatpants lightly.
He leaned back on his hands against the mattress when you took a step back, slowly untying the strap of the pants. You looked at him to see his lower lip between his teeth, eyes scanning your figure before connecting with yours.
You smiled shyly, biting your lips together while a quiet and low chuckle left Jungkook's throat. He was dying with how shy and cute you were. You slowly slipped the pants off, trying to be as sexy and not messy as possible.
You threw them away while standing in a model like pose, chuckling while Jungkook threw his head back, laughing. "You should do this more often." He said as he looked at you.
You gained some confidence as you made your way to him, a soft smile on your lips. "What? Practise being a stripper?" You joked, making him laugh once more as you climbed on his lap.
"If you want to put it that way." He said with a small shrug. You reached up and pulled the hairband off, letting your hair fall. "We don't have handcuffs so the hair tie will do." You said, his eyes slightly widening when you slammed him down on his back with your hands on his chest.
"What?" He asked in slight surprise, his lips turning into an excited grin as you leaned over him, tying his wrists together with the hair tie, not too tight to hurt him.
"We wanted to experiment, right?" You replied with a smile, winking teasingly at him.
