A SHORT STORY. Isabelle never thought heartbreak would come from the two people she trusted most. Betrayed by her best friend and left picking up the pieces, she makes a reckless decision-to show up at her high school reunion with a date who will make everyone believe she's doing just fine. Jungkook has always been there. As her roommate, her closest friend, and the one person who sees through every wall she builds, saying yes should have been simple. It's just pretend, after all. But somewhere between shared glances, lingering touches, and a history that refuses to stay buried, the line between what's fake and what's real begins to blur.

"can i kiss you in your special place?" p*rnstar!jungkook x you. (18+) mdni! childhood s. assault, trauma, h e a v y sexual themes, soft corruption, alcohol.

I thought I was the broken one... until I met him. And I realized, right in and there as I heard his voice for the first time- the same voice where the whole world thought was as mute and invisible as his heart apparently- that he needed to be fixed. I needed to save him. 🩹 |Dr*g addict Jungkook x Fem! Reader| [FIRST PERSON POV] Warnings: HEAVY ANGST, trauma, physical harm caused by self and/or others, smut, language, violence, underage drinking, suicide attempts, DRUG CONSUMPTION , stupid fathers. Word count : 152k

❝you're getting married. in a week. to jeon jungkook.❞

a collection of bts oneshots (including smut, fluff and angst).

STARTED: 03/11/23 FINISHED: 18/06/24 "You just... scored a 3 pointer so easily... how?" He gives me a strange look before he smirks. From the short distance between us, he dribbles the ball down towards me, springing up in my hands with a 'v' motion. "Stand straight." He gets behind me and I follow his orders. "Now spread your feet a few meters apart." His foot goes in between mine and I can't help but blush at the size difference between us. "Now bend your knees." I bend my knees, a deep breath striking down through my nose. Is it getting hot in here or whaaat? "Now, for the hard part." He puts his hands on my back, pushing it forward and I gulp at the foreign touch. His hands slide around my waist and guide my right hand to the top of the ball and my left hand to the side, pushing my elbows out in front of me. Good fucking god. - OR ® 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 a black college student gets wrapped up in the drama of a gang member, finding herself unexpectedly whipped for him no matter how much she wanted to deny it.

Yn has one mission, one goal: To ruin South Korea's most wanted criminal. But what happens if ruin chooses its own target and desire becomes more than just a strategy. Proceed to find out ;) 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; angst, crime, slow burn, enemies to lovers, mature content This is a work of fiction and has no relation to reality. The idols being mentioned are only used for visual purposes. Do not read this book, if you feel uncomfortable! 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 @staywkoo 𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃

J'aurai aimé être ton bonheur. -SHORT STORY-

"We started as fire and ice, hating every spark... yet somehow, the same sparks became the flames that consumed us." They hated each other on sight. Every word, every glance, every clash made their blood boil. She was infuriating, stubborn, impossible... and he was arrogant, reckless, and unbearable. But the more they fought, the more the line between hate and desire blurred. Possessive, jealous, and dangerously magnetic, their rivalry ignites a fire neither can resist. At university, where every encounter sparks tension, they'll discover that sometimes, the most intense love grows from the deepest hatred. Disclaimer: This story may contain edited pictures and GIFs that are not my own. All media are used for illustrative purposes and belong to their respective creators.