this is all basically flirting. they'll get down to business next chapter so be patient kiddies x
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♪ chapter one • wc: 1200 ♪
jeon jk
jk: oi bring me in some
nachos from the corner
store
jk: the ones with the red
wrapper
y/n: istg jeon jungkook
y/n: give me the money
upfront and maybe i'll
consider it
jk: y/n please my student
loan hasn't came through
yet im running on coins :(
jk: we can share?
jk: i know they're your fav
chips so don't even lie, plus
i haven't ate dinner in three
days i'm that damn poor
y/n: you could've said!!
god sake jungkook you need
to stop spending your money
on those girls. paying $50 on
champagne just for a good fuck
is ridiculous.
jk: honestly babe come fuck
me instead
jk: i mean
jk: if we made it the regular
you wouldnt have to buy
me food constantly, and i'd get
fucked by the hottest girl on
campus.
jk: what i call a win-win (<haha)
situation
y/n: i could consider it.
jk: seriously?????
y/n: no :)
jk: dont play with
me like that, i got so
fucking excited smh
y/n: calm ur horny ass
y/n: anyway fuckboi
y/n: im taking you out for food
so put some clothes on and meet
me outside our apartment in ten
jk: wow y/n i lovE YOU
jungkook was one of those stereotypical fuckboys, the ones who pull the hottest girls in the club, wooing them with expensive drinks and later having them barge into your apartment at 2am for shamelessly loud sex. but jungkook felt no remorse for this, he knew your bedroom was joined onto his and that you could hear every single moan he made. for only living with him 4 months, you could swear atleast 20 girls had been brought back to yours.
10 minutes later, shivering outside your apartment, you call jungkook.
"where the fuck are you?" you asked in annoyance.
"honestly im two seconds away, chill."
and with that he hung up.
"what a douche." you laughed to yourself.
a red mercedes pulled up beside you. the window rolled down to reveal none other than jeon jeongguk.
"about fucking time, gosh." your teeth chattered.
"sorry princess i was caught up in traffic. just jump in the heating's on." jungkook replied casually.
"the last time i was in this car we had a near death experience. no way am i letting you drive again. budge over fuckboy." you sighed while opening the drivers' door. jungkook just chuckled at your remarks.
"where are we heading?" jungkook asked from the passenger seat.
"the chinese place down in woodcross avenue."
"never been, im expecting good things darling."
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it was almost twelve pm, at the time you and jungkook left the restaurant. both of you had drank ever so slightly too much, so the car had to be abandoned; leaving you both to walk home in the freezing cold.
"jungkook! i told you not to drink so damn much but you really don't listen do you?" you moaned. the cold wind battered across your face as you stumbled along the empty street.
"it's freezing kook, and we've still got about 20 minutes to get back to ours. you could atleast lend me your coat." you hoped jungkook would feel enough guilt in his heart to atleast give you his fur-coated jacket. though you also felt dumb, for deciding to wear only a dress and cardigan. you were regretful now as goosebumps stood out prominently all over your body.
"babe come hug me." jungkook barely whispered. he held open his large jacket and it would've been pointless to reject him. as jungkook came to a halt, you climbed inside of his jacket. he looked shocked as you snuggled into his chest, but grabbed the opportunity to hold you. he snaked his arm around your waist and pulled you close. realising the situation you were in made your cheeks flush a bright pink.
never before had you felt so safe in someone else's arms. him holding you just felt so right, and you couldn't help but grin to yourself. for a second you considered what it would be like to date him, for a second you forgot his fuckboy antics. jungkook's hand began to slip a little lower but you just laughed. he looked at you to make sure this was okay, so you happily nodded. you knew another side to jungkook, he really was a gentleman, apart from his constant desire to fuck someone. you knew he would never take it too far.
deciding to reciprocate his hug, you tried to move your arm around his abdomen. as your hand travelled along, you felt something hard sticking out from jungkook's waist. what the fuck? you thought to yourself. trying to figure out what it was, you began to rub it. you squeezed down but couldn't figure out what the strange bulge was.
as you looked down to see, jungkook let out a few groans. but it wasn't his keys, nor his phone. you were holding his erection. as soon as you realised what you'd done, you jumped away from him.
"I'M SO SORRY, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD." you shouted. you couldn't look at him, the embarrassment was far too clear on your face, so you just looked downwards.
after a few seconds of biting your lip, jungkook burst into heavy laughter.
"jeon jungkook! this isn't funny!" you cried.
"princess come over here." jungkook asked. you, still avoiding eye contact, slowly strolled over.
"look at me." jungkook demanded. taking your damn time, you directed your head towards him, yet you refused to look into his eyes. jungkook stepped forward and placed his hand on your shoulder.
"what are y-"
"hush." he said, his hand moving ever so slowly up your neck. he held onto your chin and moved your face so close to him that you couldn't help but look into his eyes.
"babe could you do me a favour?" he asked so innocently but with a hint of something else behind those words.
"hmm?"
"take me home and then you can give me a rub under the fabric of my jeans? babe you know i'll return the favour, oh y/n, i'll fuck you so good." he bit his lip and kept his strong, entrancing gaze on your eyes. you had to admit, you did have a huge crush on him before you finished high school. what a fucking coincidence it was, to be renting the exact same apartment. fate, you could say. when you realised how much of a player he was, you suppressed your feelings. it was hard to be in love with someone who brought a different girl home every night.
"is that so?" you questioned him.
"princess..." he growled, backing you up against the mossy wall.
"i can show you what it would be like to be properly fucked." he placed his hand on the wall behind you, his lower body pressing you flat along the wall, his dick poking into your stomach.
"and how can i believe you?" you purred. he began to roll his hips into you.
"oh honey, you'll just have to take my word for it."
