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———————————————— 𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟🎶🎵 Say it- Tory Lanez Swim- chase Atlantic Imagine- Ariana grande ———————————————— ↳ Pairing: jungkook x reader ↳ genre: smut ↳ word count: 9.6k ↳ warnings: dom!jk, sub!oc, oc is small in height, rough unprotected sex, oc cries a fuck ton bc sex is too good and cock is too big for her, daddy!jk, little!oc, choking, spanking, intense dirty talk lol are we surprised, jk's lowkey a sadist, SIZE KINK, big dick kook, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, face fucking, name-calling, degradation, taehyung makes an appearance because why not, ———————————————— It was a cold, rainy day and you were walking along the paved sidewalks. Holding onto your umbrella with both hands as you tried to prevent it from folding upwards from the harsh wind, the only thing that was keeping you going -- was café that you'd always go to before work.
It was called Jeon's Kitchen. It was a café that was super underrated for its location was hidden from the busy streets, yet it served the best coffee and pastries that you've ever tasted in your whole years of living.
You push the door of the café and the bell rings, signaling your arrival. The fresh smell of baked bread and coffee instantly hits your nose, and you almost roll your eyes back from its heavenly scent. Folding your wet umbrella close, you greet the man from the other side of the glass counter. "Good morning Mr. Jeon!"
"Ah, Y/n, here you are," he smiles back at you, his forehead wrinkling as he wipes his wet hands on his apron. "Good morning to you as well! You look very happy this morning. Why's that?"
You approach the counter as your boots create wet marks on the wooden floor. Letting out a giggle, you replied, "Thank you, sir. But there's no big reason, really."
You ordered your usual brown coffee with banana bread and sat down on an unoccupied seat. "Your friend Jimin isn't with you today?" Mr. Jeon asks and you shake your head.
You chewed on your food as fast as you can before answering his question, "Jimin got on sick leave, Mr. Jeon. I'm all alone today!" You sing-songed your last words jokingly, making him laugh
"Oh, you wouldn't—"
"Hey, dad."
Your whole body jumps in surprise as a man, dressed in all black with a leather jacket, bursts inside the café, all soaking wet
You were so frightened from the sudden outburst that your heart was pumping rapidly in your chest. "Jungkook What are you doing here" Mr. Jeon asks quizzically, "And why are you so wet?"
Mr. Jeon's son, Jungkook – as you supposed – smirked for a quick second before pushing his damp hair away from his face. You gulp, cheeks blushing at the embarrassingly hot sight
