BTS Oneshots

Jungkook // Dance Practice // Mature

Jungkook had been training hard for the new comeback. To the point you barely saw him anymore. He came in near three, four in the morning every morning, just to go out again seven and eight in the morning.

Jin was getting worried about Jungkook, he would be there before the rest of the boys and leave much later than all of them and it wasn't just you that noticed the effects of that.

That's why the boys had left significantly earlier than the makane and gave the people working in the building a heads up that you would be around later in the evening with some form of food.

So that explained why you were stood outside the practice room. The music inside blaring. The occasional squeak of a shoe on the floor being the only other sound. You held the takeaway in one hand, a bag balanced in the crease of your elbow holding several cold bottles of water. You pushed on the door gently, amplifying the sound of the music as you entered. You shut the door behind you and turned seeing bare-faced, sweaty Jungkook dancing his hardest. His eyes trained on his own figure in the mirror.

You smiled at his determination, watching the footwork, his every movement. The song came to a stop and all you could hear was his heavy breathing. The type of heavy breathing you would only ever hear after one of two things.

One, a concert.

Two, after mind blowing se-

"What are you doing here?" Jungkook panted, picking up an empty bottle of water. He groaned quietly and threw it in the direction of the bin.

"Here." You took out a cold bottle of water from the bag and threw it to him. He grinned catching it.

"I swear you're amazing." He chuckled softly and practically ripped open the bottle and drank from the bottle. "But why did you come around?"

"I wasn't sure if you had eaten yet." You gestured to the takeaway in your hand. He grinned and walked up to you, pressing his lips to your forehead, lingering a second longer than he usually would and he grabbed two chairs from the side, pulling them over to the small foldable table.

"I love you." He mumbled digging into some of the food. You let out a quiet laugh along with a grin.

"I love you too, we all got worried about you-" you hummed quietly. "I know these comebacks mean a lot to you guys, but you're barely sleeping and you're becoming more and more agitated."

"I promise you it won't last much longer, okay?" He took your hand in his and smiled brightly.

"Jungkook I don't want to see you get hurt or collapse because of it all." Your voice got small, you knew dating an idol would be tough. But you continued doing it. Idols deserve love after all. "I miss seeing you about, and I miss-" he cut you off with a kiss. His soft lips hungry and yet gentle against yours.

"I miss you too baby girl." His voice was low and he was using that tone again. Your cheeks lit up in a blush.  "In more ways than one." He pulled your chair closer to him before picking you up by your thighs and standing up himself.

His lips connected to yours a little more gentle this time, he pressed you up against the wall he had his back towards not too long ago. The mirror now at his back and directly in front of you.

You felt him rub up against you, and you let a slight gasp past your lips. He chuckled and pulled your skirt up and your panties to the side. Fumbling with his sweatpants and his boxers as he held you up, his lips attacking your neck, covering it in hickeys that you knew you wouldn't be able to hide too well.

He hesitated a moment smirking up lazy from your collarbone.

"I want you to watch the reflection as I fuck you." His voice was low and dangerous as he firmly supported you again and pinned you against a different wall, your legs wrapped around his waist. You now had to look to the side to watch. "Understood? If you don't watch you're getting punished when you get home.

You nodded, speechless at how dominant he had become.

With that his hips snapped up into you at a fast past, knocking the air out of your lungs into moans, your hands tugging on his hair. Lewd sounds left you both, soft groans left him against your neck, curses from you both and the sound of skin slapping and the wet sound of your sex from between you. Your eyes never left the mirror, which each quick and deep thrust you felt yourself get more turned on and closer to your release.

"Look how pretty you are moaning my name babygirl, how your breasts bounce with each thrust." He groaned. "Fuck... I missed this."

His groans soon became quiet whines signalling he was nearing his release, your moans getting louder showing you were close to yours. You felt one of his fingers against your clit.

"Cum for me babygirl." His thrusts became sloppy and that's all you needed to release. Your moans grew in volume and pitch as your eyes fluttered shut and your legs tightened around his waist causing him to bury himself deep into you as he spilled into the condom.

Both of you were breathing heavily at this point and he smirked slightly.

"Always so obedient for me." He peppered your face in kisses putting you down and smoothing out your skirt.

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The next day came and Jungkook this time had told you to come to practice, so there you were, sat on the chair near the foldable table watching the boys dance their hearts out.

Hoseok messed up slightly and Jungkook flashed him a smile. "You can do it Hyung."

"Wait are you- why aren't you yelling at me?" Hoseok laughed. "Usually he'd yell at me for messing up." He looked at you, telling you.

"Apparently all I needed was a visit from my girlfriend, isn't that right Y/N?" Jungkook licked his lips meeting your eyes with a playful look.