'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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CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
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♠︎ JUNGKOOK
"Baby?"
"Mm."
Jungkook grinned. "You're talking to yourself again."
You tutted, turning to side-eye Jungkook slightly where he was sat behind you. "Do you want me to leave?"
"No," Jungkook said quickly - too quickly, so he sounded desperate, and you grinned in victory.
"Deal with it then, bunny boy," you said.
Jungkook huffed, but he wasn't mad about your attitude. Not really.
It had been one day since he'd told you how he felt. One day since he found out you felt exactly the same way. Since the best day of his vacation so far.
And since then, you'd been joined at the hip.
After your confession yesterday, Jungkook had hung out with you all evening - sometimes clothed, but mostly not, feeling freer to explore each other now that you weren't holding back.
You both showed face at dinner, where Jungkook did a frankly lousy job of hiding how much he wanted to get you back upstairs and out of those pesky clothes. You both ate quickly, before returning to his bedroom that evening, where you had been ever since.
Ths morning, you'd insisted on both showering before interviewing Yoongi. Even Jungkook had to admit that you both stank of sex, and so he conceded - as long as that shower could be taken at the same time as you.
"I didn't bring spare clothes," you said bashfully when you came out of the shower, towelled and rose-faced from your activities with Jungkook in there, and he could have torn his own heart out at how sincere and sexy you looked at the same time. "Can I borrow some?"
Jungkook had nodded dumbly, fumbling around for a spare t-shirt and pair of boxers, which you'd slipped on happily.
Seeing you in his clothes, the way his baggy t-shirts swallowed you, and your feminine hips filled out his boxers in a way his didn't... that was a primal urge that he didn't understand, but needed to explore more.
A lot more.
And now, the pair of you had decided to stay in and seek refuge from the blazing sun, figuring you could venture out to hang out at the pool later, when the sun wasn't so harsh. You had told Jungkook you had work to do, so initially he let you work at his small desk while he lay in bed against the headboard, playing Overwatch.
