this book is filled with imagines and one-shots with k-idols, actors/actresses and ulzzangs with beautiful black women.
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• all (not really) lowercase
□ started: October 24, 2018
■ended: May 29, 2019
You and Namjoon have been arguing for the past 30 minutes and nothing is getting better. It was for a ridiculous reason.
You both went to the club and supposedly, you were getting comfy with your friend, Jungkook.
Namjoon was obviously jealous and never talked to you for the rest of the night, what you lead to the next day. To now.
"Namjoon, you so f**king childish." You rolled your eyes.
"No, you're the one who's childish Y/N, you're the one who was all up on Jungkook!"
"I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" you shout.
"I SAW YOU ALL OVER HIS ABS AND SH*T! I WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!" His voice overpowered you.
"Why can't you just get over it?" You growled.
"Oh, okay, why don't you get over how Sunmi?" Namjoon smirks, causing your blood to boil.
"You know what, maybe you should f**k Sunmi. Sh*t, how about I f**k Jungkook." You tsked.
"Maybe he fucks better than your flat a**!"
"Oh please, like I didn't have your eyes roll into the back of your head."
"Maybe, I faked it." You mumbled. That was when you went too far.
"Who the f**k are you talking to?" You didn't even notice Namjoon right beside you. Rolling your eyes, you faced the taller male.
"You." You stated in his face, "Now, don't even use your height to intimidate me cuz it's not doing anything."
Namjoon remains silent all of a sudden until suddenly bends you over the edge of the bed. His cold hands traveling up your thighs, lifting up your night dress. You held a moan as he rips off your panties, throwing them to the side.
Your faced mushed up against the pillow as he smacks your a**, causing soft moan to escape from your lips.
"Was that fake?" He growled as he flips you over, taking off his tie as he pinned your arms over your head. He tied his tie against your wrist, before removing your dress, leaving you naked.
