BTS Oneshots 1

Now that's fair -JJK

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Gender neutral reader

Summary: You slap him.

Warnings: An argument at the beginning?

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It wasn't that long, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies these days. But, when you both lost your first kiss to each other, it was wonderful in its own way.

And all that the author can type about the moment is that when your lips touched his, you knew the memory would last forever.

This too.

"For the nth time, Y/n!" Jungkook yelled back at you. "Stop nagging me!" he let out and you scoffed.

"You're just treating me like I'm irrelevant!" you spat out with the same intensity.

"Can't you understand?! It's not like you're the only one I give a damn about in this f-ing world!" your husband yelled at you.

This was it.

You brought your hand back far enough to where you knew the slap would sting.

Without a moment of hesitation, you flung your hand forward until it came in contact with his cheek. The noise that the slap had made radiated off of the walls and back to your ears.

You struck him with a sound like the cracking of a bullwhip. Your hand stung from the impact as Jungkook clutched his cheek in shock and pain, tears welling in his eyes.

The silence between you both lasted as a long instant, hazy in your memory, as the anger welled up in your chest.

Jungkook was looking kinda dumb with his gaze of expectation, as if saying it as a joke made those words feel any better.

You didn't expect anything different frankly, but that didn't make it any less regretful.

The sharp snare drum of a punchline you made with his face certainly lightened the mood for you.

You finally had the chance to take action and fulfill your need to be validated.

Sure the slap stings, but knowing you aren't in control of yourself is the greater cause for concern.

And you are slapped in the face with the harsh reality as Jungkook returns to his dark and lonely world, unloved, untouched.

Being a well-trained man of strong conviction, he reacts aggressively.

Your eyes darted towards the carpeted floor as you held your left cheek that was stinging.

"Now that's fair," you said, raising your head up, staring into his eyes and recalling everything that happened in, what seemed like hours, but was just a few seconds in truth.

Sighing at the same time, you and Jungkook wrapped your arms around each other, initiating a hug.

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his W.Dressroom New York 97 that Taehyung gifted him, Victoria's Secret Sexy Little Things Noir Tease, BVLGARI Omnia Paraiba, Philosophy Grace Perfume, Hermes Le Jardin De Monsieur Li, BBW mists, GUCCI Flora Glamorous Magnolia, The Body Shop Pink Grapefruit, Victoria's Secret Love Spell, and Victoria's Secret Pure Seduction Body Mist.

"Why do you always keep using all the perfumes together?" You mumbled in his neck, eyes closed.

"Because they're all your favourite," Jungkook said, cradling your figure in his arms before lifting you up and wrapping your legs around his waist.

Walking to the couch, he sat there, letting you straddle him as you tugged on his hair.

"Make up sex?" Your husband asked while pulling you closer to him.

"But angry sex is the best," you defended with a small pout.

"How 'bout angry make up sex then?" A high pitched voice, with extra sarcasm, and a pink flip flop came flying across the living room.

"What the-" Jungkook halted on his words as he saw his wide shouldered hyung glaring at him, grocery bags in both of his hands.

"Is this how I brought you up? You brat!" Jin shouted. "How dare you try to commit a sin on the couch I sat on?!" He yelled, his voice echoing through the mansion.

"Like an echo, in the mansion, the slap will come back, as if nothing ever happened, yeah, love goes on-" The deep voice from behind Jin stopped, looking at the position you and Jungkook were currently in.

"Ah, hajima" Taehyung whined with his mouth parted slightly in disbelief.

"Can't you both at least lock the front door?" he asked before covering his cat eyes with his hand.

"Taelien! You're finally here!" you exclaimed while getting off Jungkook, much to your husband's dismay.

"You said that you'll be teaching me your hip twist" you said to Taehyung and Jungkook widened his eyes.

"I'm not allowing that!" your husband said almost immediately. "If you want to learn it so much, then I can teach you my hip thrusts" he added before standing up and pulling you closer to him by your waist.

"Maybe I can teach you my hip thrusts" the sunshine said with a beaming smile while emerging inside the living room.

"NOOOO! Only I can teach Y/n anything!" Jungkook screamed while lifting you up again, carrying you by the side of his waist like you were a baby, your legs around his waist once again.

"Hobi hyung, go and give light to the flowers in the garden. They're getting dry. Taehyung hyung, you sit under that table and talk with the floor. It's feeling lonely. And Jin hyung, place the grocery bags in the kitchen and turn on loud music so that no one in the mansion hears Y/n screaming," Jungkook spoke in a single breath.

Smacking the back of Jungkook's head, you huffed.

"I don't scream!" You defended yourself. "You're the one who's always screaming that I'm so goo- mmff," your words got muffled as your husband covered your mouth with his palm.

"Or even better, you all can leave," he added to his hyungs before turning around and walking upstairs to your bedroom.

Getting in, Jungkook practically threw you on the bed before going back to the door, closing and, most importantly, locking it.

"I've thought about the stuff we'd already done," your husband started before jumping on the bed, hovering above you.

"None of it was dirty, exactly, but a lot of it was gentle, then wild and out of control. So I wondered what dirty would entail" he added.

"Maybe you should explain dirty," you suggested.

"More fun to show you," Jungkook said with that irresistibly sexy little smirk before smashing his lips on yours.

And then, of course~

Yada yada yada.