Audrey's Best Hits©️ KPOP EDITION

boom (m) - jungkook

Jungkook's heart pounded as he rounded the corner of his neighborhood's jogging trail, glancing down at his watch to see it had just struck 5AM and the sun had finished rising. Deciding to head home, he sped up to a run and smiled to himself, thinking about what today was.
His shirt stuck to his sweaty chest as he chugged a water bottle after entering his house and walking into the kitchen. His tired roommate shuffled in and starts a pot of coffee.
"Still on military schedule?" Jimin yawns.
"Yeah," Jungkook wipes water from the corner of his lips, "I mean, I'm going back in three weeks, I can't lose shape now."
Jimin shrugs and pulls an apple out of the fruit bowl, biting into it, "Your high school reunion is today, you going?"
Jungkook nods, taking another swig of water, "Yep, it's weird to think it's been five years since I graduated."
Jimin bobs his head in agreement, thinking about his last reunion with his colleagues from high school, and reminisces on the good old days.
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After a shower, Jungkook is sitting in his room, contemplating on wearing his civilian clothes or his work uniform. Which would make the girls swoon harder? Which would make that asshole Joonyoung eat his words for calling him weak? He pulls out whatever matches and calls it done.
He drives himself to the bar the reunion would be held at approximately 1900 military time and parks, sitting there for a few moments before sighing and getting out.
Jesus, he thinks to himself, why am I so fucking nervous? He wipes his hands on his pant legs before opening the entrance door to the bar.
"Jungkook!" one of his acquaintances from grade 11 comes up and takes him by the shoulders, "My, my, my, looks like we have a military man in the house. Hey, Y/N, get a load of this!"
You turn and look over your shoulder, spying a very built man in a very hot outfit, an army green tee shirt pulled tight over the expanse of a muscular chest, under a black bomber jacket, coupled with ACU trousers and military style boots. A man in uniform always got you going and seeing that Jeon Jungkook himself was that uniformed man, you practically drooled.
You two were a thing senior year, the old rumors that he had a crush on you, and you had one on him, circulated back to the both of you. He worked up enough courage to ask you to prom and you accepted wholeheartedly. Even now, you thought about him from time to time, your first love.
Still, dating was hard for you since you spent most of your time as a resident surgeon in the hospital, but you'd gladly make time for him... if he asked you to.
Jungkook's eyes widened when he saw you, your hair cascading over your bare shoulders under the dim bar lighting seemed almost intimate. Your face and body had matured, but when you walked over to say hello, you still had that voice like honey.
He melted a bit inside and gulped before replying, "Oh, hey, Y/N. I didn't expect to see you here."
You pout over dramatically, "Aw, really? I was hoping you were as excited as me to see each other again."
Jungkook clears his throat and shakes his head furiously, "No, not like that, I'm just so surprised that you could make it since you're at the hospital now. I assumed you'd be too busy to attend and-"
Your laugh interrupts his rambling, the sound calming Jungkook's nerves, but also making him hot under his collar, "I was joking, Kookie."
The nickname makes him pause and he smiles softly, looking like the young guy you knew in high school, "I haven't been called that in so long."
You smile back shyly, "Well, how have you been? Military man, all big and bad, any USO sweethearts catch your eye?"
"Uh, not really. To be honest, you were the last relationship I had before going off to boot camp." Jungkook says, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.
You're taken aback by this statement, having dated at least 3 other men since high school, you can't believe a hottie like Jungkook didn't get snatched up, "Really? How is that possible? Are all the female cadets blind?"
He shrugs and shakes his head, "No time off means no time for a girlfriend. This month is my first break since starting."
"Jesus, how are you not crazy?" you raise an eyebrow, "Surely the service has had an impact on your mental and physical health!"
Jungkook chuckles, "Now you're rambling. I've been fine, all of the work has been pretty tame after getting out of training. I do a lot of overseas stuff, but no active combat for now."
"Wow, all paperwork and sitting behind a desk, but you have a body like this? I'm surprised, Kookie, I never took you for a meathead." you joke and punch his arm, playfully cradling your hand in fake pain.
"You stand in an operating room but still have time to look like that, how am I any different?" he raises an eyebrow back and smirk, gesturing to your physique.
Having chosen an off the shoulder, baby blue dress that exposed your lean, long legs that were still toned from regular barre workouts.
You hold a hand to your mouth, "Have you been checking me out, Mr. Jeon?"
"Have you been checking me out?" he mocks you.
"To be honest, very much yes." you reply simply, winking sneakily.
Jungkook smiles wider and laughs a little, "At least buy me a drink before undressing me with your eyes."
"Is that all it takes to get you naked? Bartender!" you half joke.
Suddenly, as your conversation was just getting interesting, your ex-class president steps to the bar's small stage to deliver some stupid speech.
You're distracted the entire time, watching Jungkook the entire time through your peripheral and sometimes flat out glancing at him. You had both taken seats on the barstools, sitting side by side, but you had both angled towards each other while talking.
While you were supposed to listen to the speech, like Jungkook dutifully was, you studied him. His jaw had become more pronounced and sharper, his smile more charming and less bunny-like, his stare wasn't one of an awestruck teenage boy and more like one of a man who knows exactly what he wants.
Your eyes trail down his body and focus in on his thighs, contained under those heavy pants that strained over the thickest parts of his legs. His arms rested at his sides, his hands seeming so erotic even though they were just his fucking hands. Somehow, you were turned on just by that.
Unconciously, you press your thighs together, the action not going unnoticed by the man next to you, Jungkook's eyes flickering to the movement. He looks down at your legs and back up to your face, seeing you had been staring at him, biting your lip.
Your unabashed effort to thoroughly check him out struck him as sexy. He enjoyed knowing you found him attractive and smiled to himself before going back to listening to people talk about high school memories.
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Some times passes and you're calmly talking to your girl friends that you had maintained over the years after attending college together. Jungkook floated off to talk to his past friends and was casually sipping on a beer. You played with your straw in your rum and coke while still roaming your eyes over his body, fully taking in how good he looked just standing there.
"Yoo-hoo, anyone in there?" you friend, Jennie, asked, waving a hand in front of your face.
You jumped and turned to look at them, "What? Sorry, I'm kind of tired so I'm distracted."
"Oh, please," Yeri says, "we all know you're wide awake and ogling at Jeon Jungkook's fine ass."
"You are completely right." you reply, tipping back the rest of your alcohol, "But, the question is, how do I get him in my bed."
The two nod and tap their chins, thinking, "Well," Jennie says, "you could just flirt with him and I'm sure he'd accept. You two dated in high school and looked pretty interested in each other earlier, just go for it."
"Yeah," Yeri agrees, "he's in the palm of your hand, go over there and get some."
With encouragement from your friends, you saunter over to Jungkook as he's leaning against the bar, waiting for another drink, "Oh, hello again."
"Hey," you grin and lean in to talk to him, "so, I was thinking."
"Uh oh," he smiles back, "what kind of trouble will we get into?"
"The good kind." you say with a wink.
Jungkook's eyes widen, bemused, and he leans in expectantly, "And what does that mean?"
You cross your arms, pushing up your breasts, "You know exactly what that mean, Jeon."
Jungkook smirks, "I think I need you to explain it to me."
Rolling your eyes, you stand on tip-toes to whisper in his ear, "Will you fuck me?"