'call me bunny one more time, and i'll f*ck you so hard you forget your own name.'
in which jungkook needs help becoming more dominant, and you are just the woman for the job.
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| dom!kook x brat!reader
| mature content
| complete
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@bangtanbagels ~...
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CHAPTER TWO
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slash warning: 18+, don't read if not comfortable!! there is no more slash content in this book after this point, but there is smut.
♠︎ JUNGKOOK
"No luck?"
Jungkook glared at Jimin as he rejoined him across the bar. Jimin looked far too smug for his own good, a knowing grin on his face, his ash blonde hair framing his face delicately in the dim lights of the bar.
But Jungkook was in far too foul a mood to appreciate the handsomeness of his friend right now.
"Don't you dare say I told you so," Jungkook said sternly, taking a strong gulp of his whiskey. He turned to look at where he and Yoora had once been sat, where Yoora was now chatting happily to some of the other BigHit staff, entirely unfazed by Jungkook's heartfelt confession of a few minutes earlier.
"But I did tell you so," Jimin quipped lightly, a smile gracing his full lips. "I've said it all this time. You need someone genuine, someone with a personality. And unfortunately, Yoora is a vapid social climber with the personality of a vacuum cleaner."
"Jimin-ssi," Jungkook warned him, but he didn't have it in him to chide his friend. For once, he let this slight on Yoora's honour go unchallenged, even if he did think it was wildly untrue.
"I don't get it," he mumbled to Jimin, worrying his lip ring between his teeth. "She says she wants a dominant man. I am a dominant man!"
"Well, yes, I know that," Jimin replied, sipping his champagne. "But unfortunately for anyone who isn't particularly close to you, you come across as a bit of a rabbit in headlights, Jungkookie."
Jungkook tutted at this, but said nothing. He knew, deep down, that it was true. People saw his wide eyes and bunny smile, on top of his reserved nature around strangers, and drew their own conclusions.
His heart sank like a rock. He wasn't sure he'd ever be able to change Yoora's mind.
Jimin could see that Jungkook was grudgingly accepting his fate, and rubbed a hand across his friend's back in a reassuring motion.
"Poor little Jungkookie," Jimin continued in his light-hearted tone. "Why don't you forget it for now, hm? Take your mind off things. The night is still young, after all. Lots of mischief to get up to."
