Jungkook's a vampire on the prowl. Jimin is a reluctant wingman. When the two cross paths, it's one Halloween that the both of them will never forget. ⛔ I do not allow translations or reposting of my work. Thank you for your understanding. ⛔

One quiet beach. One silent stranger. Jimin wants peace. Jungkook wants to be left alone. But when their worlds touch, even through a closed door, it sparks the slowest, softest, most fragile kind of love. The kind that just might save them both. *Dual First Person POV *Jungkook ↔️ Jimin Switch *Fluff ⚠️🔞Mature Content

Park Jimin doesn't do sleepovers, he doesn't do feelings, and he sure as hell doesn't do repeat clients...until him, Jeon Jungkook books him every Friday at midnight, same suite, same terms, only Jungkook never touches him, doesn't ask for sex, barely speaks, he just watches. It was supposed to be an easy arrangement, luxurious, detached, professional, but something about Jungkook pulls at Jimin's control, the way he sits there in silence, like he's waiting for something Jimin hasn't figured out yet, and when the rules start to blur, when hands start to linger, eyes linger longer, Jimin knows he should run, but he's never been good at walking away from a thrilling challenge. *Dual POV *JK ↔️ Jimin switch *Mostly fluff *Mild Angst ⚠️🔞 Mature Content

Jimin wasn't supposed to model, not professionally, not seriously, and certainly not for a stranger. But when his best friend drags him into a private photography session with one of Seoul's most elusive artists, everything shifts. Jungkook holds the camera like it's an extension of his heart. Quiet, guarded, brilliant, he isn't looking for a muse. He's looking for silence, for stillness, for a way back to the passion he's lost. But then Jimin steps into his studio... and every frame begins to burn. What starts as a favour between friends slowly becomes something else entirely, something magnetic, consuming, and achingly slow. Beneath the warmth of soft lights and shutter clicks, they fall into something they don't yet have words for. Tension simmers between skin and silence. Flirtation blurs into intimacy. Every brush of hands, every shared glance threatens to tip them over the edge. All the while, time ticks louder. Because Jimin's meant to leave for Paris, for dance, for a future that doesn't make space for love. And Jungkook? He's learning that when your muse is also the man you're beginning to love... letting go might be the one thing he can't do. In a story of art and longing, found family and fragile timing, Muse is a romance wrapped in bare skin, rainbow light, and the quiet hope that maybe... love itself is the masterpiece. *Dual POV *Jungkook-Top⬆️ *Mild Angst *Fluff ⚠️🔞Mature Content

Behind his bar, Jimin serves drinks with a wicked smile. In the shadows, Jungkook watches, hungry for more than whiskey. What begins as a playful game of truth or dare between bartender and a regular quickly spirals into something filthier. Each round is a battle, each dare more obscene, each truth more indulgent. *Dual First Person POV *Jungkook ↔️ Jimin Switch ⚠️🔞Explicit Content

Alone. That is all JK had ever been. Alone and forgotten in a cruel, heartless world. Growing up at the orphanage, all he had ever wanted, was to find a place he could call home. A family. To finally know what it felt like to be loved. He ran away, only to be found by the wrong person. A person who made him believe he had finally found his place in the world. How wrong he was. He only landed himself in another prison. A world of Gangs, ruled by cruelty, pain and brutality. Until he met him. A boy who lit up his world. Showed him what being loved and loving someone truly felt like. But life had never been nice to JK. And loving Jimin came with a price. Finding a true home and family was haunted by the terrible choices he made. Choices which meant he could never be with the person who held his heart. // Warning: Smut (Lots of it), Heartbreak, Brutality, Tears of Joy and finding Family & Love// §§ This Book is a part of 'Save Me - A Taehyung Fanfiction' §§

"Welcome to the Virgin Classroom. My name is Mr. Min, and by the end of this semester, I'll have taken all of your virginities." Yoongi looked at all the five male students enrolled in his elective class. They were all staring at him with wide eyes and open mouths. He smirked. God, he loved his job. - Five students sign up for an elective health class, and are surprised when they find out it's not a regular health class like they had been expecting. - DON'T REPORT- HAYDEN KNOWS ABOUT THIS! IT'S OKAY! MESSAGE HER IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS! I'M NOT STEALING THIS BOOK!

"An angel like you doesn't belong here." ---- Society always has its status quo. The rich are elite and the poor are overlooked, but what happens when the Elite meets society's most frowned upon specimen? It isn't everyday that Jeon Jungkook, CEO of Jeon's Enterprises, is found loitering around clubs or bars. That simply isn't his place. The perfect scene, according to the twenty-seven year old, would be sitting in his office or at home, reading about the market statistics. With a glass of wine or a shot of whiskey, the young man can romance you with his money talks. That is until one day, he attends a business proposal at The Devil's Fortress, a strip club that entices even the strongest person at the late hours of the night. Jeon Jungkook was simply outraged that such places still exist, and was willing to do anything to get rid of this strip club. He certainly didn't like the image it gave in this high class city. But, during the process of purchasing the building, Jeon Jungkook clashes with one of the most sinful dancers yet, who isn't very pleased with Mr. Jeon's plans to buy the strip club for demolition. Park Jimin was your regular twenty-three year old, but one thing separated him from the majority, and it was that he was once a penniless male who's only talent and source of income happened to be exotic dancing. With the strip club about to be sold to Jungkook, and Jimin a breath away from being jobless, what happens when Jungkook grows fond of the dancer who society shuns? ---- Contains: ▪Fluff (Level: High) ▪Smut (Level: Medium) ▪Mentions of Abuse (Level: Low) ▪Age Gap [Top JJK/Bottom PJM] THEME SONG: Slow Motion - Trey Songz START: 4th January 2022 END: 27th January 2022 Most Impressive Rank: #2 - fanfiction #2 - topjungkook #2 - kookmin

The Dragons and The Cobras, the most feared mafia in South Korea are enemies. They never get along. Blood has been shed in the past. When Jungkook and Jimin take over the gang, things aren't any different. Except Jungkook hates Jimin for absolutely different reasons. *** "Jeon, if you're trying to be slick, you failed," Jimin said walking out. He hadn't even spared a glance as he went to wash his hands. "You aren't being subtle, you know? I can feel your gaze on me from all across the room." "Hello, Park." Jungkook rolled his eyes, going to stand behind Jimin. His gaze was automatically drawn to his shapely ass covered by his tight skinny jeans. His white silk shirt was tucked in and his discarded Gucci sequined jacket lay on the counter. Flashy yet sophisticated. The man changed his hair color like dress shirts. This week it was silver. "What if I'm not trying to be subtle?" ⛔️<b>I stopped allowing translations. Do not repost/translate or plagiarize<b/>⛔️