‧͙⁺˚･ ♪ dancing with our hands tied ♪ ‧͙⁺˚･ jjk x reader

What's wrong with being a little chaotic? -J JK the art on the cover is made by visual youth jk on ig This book is purely fictional as I only use the faces of BTS as a cast for the characters I created. I do not own BTS in any capacity. This work covers a range of sensitive topics in order to raise awareness.

"YOU ARE something...aren't you..." He squinted his eyes studiously moving towards my lips, a mischievous smirk lingered in the corner of his lips. When y/n falls in-front of billionaire bad boy Jeon Jungkook's car while chasing her mischievous feathered friend, she wishes to never see him again... But little did she know that he would be her senior in her new college she's staring soon... Jk: "Why do you keep getting in my way hm?" He mumbled tilting his head, as his eyes studied my lips. Y/n: "Uhmm...I wasn't really in your way..." I murmured hesitantly. Jk: "so, you are saying I walked into you?" Raising his eyebrows, he inched a little closer. Lost for words, I stared at him, keeping my lips closed. "It was there... All along... Hidden... In every pull...every playful touch...and in every adoring kiss... The carnal desires... cunningly hidden in their playful fights... It waited for the right moment to incarnate... Now the time was perfect. It lurked out gently and carefully, slowly hypnotizing the two souls to bind them in love even stronger... A wild and irresistible stallion...He roamed his realm, unshackled... "Hah! just another girl...She'll pass by..." He thought... But...No... He was wrong... Her virtuous love subdued him... The words she spoke and the way she behaved became his bridle and reins... He became her Beloved...Subdued Stallion..."

❝Stop judging me so hard, Mr. Jeon. People have 𝘴𝘦𝘹. Get over it!❞ "I'm not judging you; I'm judging him," his dark voice went traveling down your sweet panties. "He came in two minutes." "So?" Hot embarrassment. That's what is on your face. "I can fuck way better than that." He casually cleaned his firearm before putting it back in the holster. His formal shirt stretched over his muscular pecs, the on-guard position, and his always attentive eyes. Your bodyguard's sex appeal ran miles, and you had never not noticed. He made you feel hot. One wrong move from anyone towards you, and he looked like he would break and skewer limbs. You felt so...𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. So cared for. So his. "No one cares about how you fuck," you shoot back. He drops his eyes, a swishing glance at your body. Emotions hardly betrayed his face. He assessed me like he could see my body and feel me. Break down the actions of my young body and read them like an open book. "Your nipples tell a different story, babydoll."

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

[COMPLETED] She was a regular college student, 21, in her first year of Bachelor's in Journalism. He was the young, 27 year old Director of the college she studied in. Coming from a rich family of business elites, he owned the college's directorship as a "gift" from his father. However, what turns does fate have, when one night in front his sinful secret, his doll, he announces his wedding with a completely a cifferent woman. How would she react? Knowing that the love of her life for whom she broke all barriers, is abandoning her? Even worse, she finds out that she is pregnant. -x-

"fate has a weird way of pulling us back together." "well... what if we got the chance to do it all again?"

★ In which a curious mechanic sneaks into an illegal racing club, only to be caught by their #1 driver. ★ 「 ROMCOM • DRAMA • ACTION 」 - SET IN WESTSIDE L.A, 2006. 🏁 #1 in Jeonjungkook, Beyondthescenes & many more. Love you Gatti girlies 💚🖤 ⚠️ ALL RACES ARE WELCOME HERE, JUST DON'T USE THE N-WORD IF YOU'RE NOT BLACK. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, RENOVATE, ADAPT OR SPOIL! ⚠️ © -kimtaesan ☆

after a prank gone wrong in her old school, rich mean girl, min lea, dance captain of contemporary dance team 'elite movement', is forced to transfer to a school in the urban area of town, where she encounters a new street dance crew 'all stars' and bumps heads with dance captain jeon jungkook. 𝒀𝟐𝑲 • 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎𝒔 • 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 [all rights reserved. please do not plagarize, i will block you]

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]