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↳ genre slice of life, videographer jungkook au, marriage au, angst, fluff
How far are you willing to go, for the ones you love?
How far is ‘too far’?
Constraints.
“Come on, sweetie!” he hopes around, jogging in place, pestering you while you shut your eyes in an attempt to divert your focal point and find an inner peace that Jungkook chases away. “Shush, I’m trying to meditate,” you darted, sitting cross-legged on the wooden bench since you both came. “Do you know that toxins are expelled faster through sweats than through excretion?” he began and you gave him death glares.
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girl you've been running through my mind all day
pairing | jungkook x reader
summary | road trip + california + your koo 🥺
genre/warnings | fluff + light smut + established relationship + kinda shy/quiet jungkook
words | 3,522
note | okay so i had this idea almost a year ago and wrote around 5 versions of this since then lol i guess the stuff i write is *already* very chill but i have to say this is the chillest
If you could, you’d freeze this moment. This very moment. Right here, right now. Just as the wind blows on your hair, just as everything around you smells like sand and the sea, just as Jungkook’s smooth driving lulls you to sleep.
You look at him then. Focused on the curves of the road, a small crease in between his eyebrows as he is forced to make a particularly sharp turn. You twist again to look outside the half-opened window and all you can see are the waves coming and going, somehow closer when the car shifts — and it calms you even further.
It’s hard to fight the heaviness of your eyelids, but you’re determined not to miss any second of this. Everything looks perfect, all around you — you can’t take it for granted. You should cherish it, imprint this in your memory, take pictures with Jungkook’s camera now that he’s busy driving and can’t do it himself. It’s within arm’s reach, but you can’t find it in you to grab it.
“You should take a nap,” Jungkook says with an unusual air in his voice. It is deep, but dreamy, and you wonder if you’ve actually fallen asleep. His right hand leaves the steering wheel to lightly touch your thigh. “You didn’t have enough sleep last night.”
“You’ve had just as much as me,” you protest, turning your body to seat properly again and blinking a few times to wake up, eyes opening as wide as possible in between each of them. “Do you think we can stop for a coffee somewhere? I bet you need it too.”
“I’m okay.”
“That’s what you always say.”
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hot like summer, yeah, im makin’ you sweat like that
I have another request if that’s okay 👉🏻👈🏻 Literally anything with super soft JK x Reader? Maybe laying in bed together watching a movie while wrapped in soft blankets, cuddling and being super soft, maybe a kiss or two. Maybe some cute banter too ❤️
You can send requests any time any day darling 😘 I love it! Soft Jungkook coming up 💟 you said banter and all my mind said was "yeah but like drunk" .....so this happened I'm sorry
husband!jungkook x reader
warnings: alcohol consumption
Wc: ~800
"Are we both aware of the rules?"
You nod, a shot of tequila at the ready and determination in your eyes.
Jungkook wants so bad to giggle because you're so goddamn cute like this. But he manages to hold back for the sake of the game.
"Every time they curse we...."
"Drink," you answer firmly.
"And every time they wipe out we..."
"Kiss." Now it's your turn to giggle. "I hope they wipe out a lot."
Wipe Out happens to be your favorite show. Jungkook discovered this not long after you started dating and while you went through seasons where you were obsessed with other shows, you always came back to Wipe Out. There's just nothing better than watching people fall like idiots on national television for money.
The episode starts and two sentences in you and Jungkook are knocking back your first shots. A few moments later and the same bozo who was just talking smack ends up falling smack on his face.
"Wipe Out!" you shout before turning to your husband and planting a smooth kiss on his mouth.
He smiles, sneaking in one last peck before you can pull away.
As soon as you do, you hear another curse from the TV and another shot of tequila burns it's way down your throat. It's a game you two have played before, usually weekends, usually after sex when you wanna unwind but it's too early to go to sleep.
The cycle repeats for another four or so episodes. Your sunk into the floor at this point, unable to hold your liquor after two episodes let alone twice that many. Jungkook rests his arm around you, cheeks heating up and head begining to spin. If he's feeling it then he knows you're completely wasted.
"wIpE OUt!" you mumble cry before collapsing into your husband's lap. "I'm tired."
"I know, sweetheart. How about we call it a night and go to bed?"
Violently, you shake your head. "I wanna cuddle!"
"We can cuddle in bed," Jungkook yawns, scooping you into his arms bridal style and making his way to the bedroom. You lay your head on his chest, whining against his shirt with shut eyes already half unconscious. Your legs swing as he walks, a single sock half hanging on for dear life.
Your husband sits you down and immediately you try to fall over.
"Nope, stay," he instructs. "Arms up."
"My arms are tired," you complain.
"If you lift your arms, I'll give you a kiss."
You tap your chin, brow furrowed and mind completely blank. "After much considering, I accept your terms." Just like that, your arms fly above your head and allow him to strip your shirt. Reaching behind you, he unclips your bra and throws it away as well.
"My kiss! Don't forget my kiss!"
He falls forward, supporting his weight on the mattress on either side of you. It's a kiss on your lips but you're having difficulty kissing back due to smiling too much, so it's more like kissing pressed lips and skin. Jungkook doesn't mind so much. He loves kissing you like this, teeth and giggles and all. It's something only he gets to do, as your husband, so he feels proud getting to care for you in that way.
Plus your giggles are perhaps his favorite thing in the entire world. So getting to kiss you during one of them is always a dream.
"Do you want red or blue, baby?"
You're swaying constantly, a content smile on your face now that your boobs are free and your body is cooling down. "Blue, pleeease."
As you wish, Jungkook finds your blue sleep shirt and slips it over your head, helping your arms through the correct holes after you try to stick your head through the wrong one instead...three times.
"Lay down for me."
You fall onto your back, happily stretching your limbs as far as they can go with a high pitched mumble and a sigh. Jungkook goes to unbutton your jean shorts but you quickly fold in on yourself with a shriek, trapping him where he's leaning over you.
"Don't tickle me right now! I'm not ready, sneaky."
"Baby, you need to take your pants off," he chuckles, hands caught in your grasp as you roll and tumble around on the mattress. Somehow he manages to get your pants upzipped during the whole escapade but now he's fallen into the bed with you.
Readjusting himself above you, he pins down your legs with his own and slips his fingers beneath your waistline.
"Come on, lift your hips ___."
"Why?" you whisper, suddenly gasping at his suggestion. "Are you gonna take your pants off too? My husband is so sexy! But usually he likes to be on the bottom. We should probably switch."
Your comment has him blushing. Even after all this time, he still finds you absolutely adorable and your drunk comments still make him light up inside. "Well, thanks but not right now, only you baby. You don't like to sleep with pants on, remember?"
"Oh yeah," you giggle. "I forgot."
Once your shorts are successfully in the dirty clothes bin and Jungkook is changed as well, he pulls back the blankets and climbs inside with you. It doesn't take long before your cuddled close, arms laying limp over his waist and face tucked into his neck. He gently strokes your hair, lips pressed to your forehead, pulling you closer with his legs.
You sigh, completely and utterly happy.
"Jungkook?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we watch a movie?"
He tilts his chin so he can see you peering up at him. "A movie? Now?"
You nod, pushing your bottom lip out in a pout.
Jungkook chuckles to himself because what kind of man is as whipped for their wife like he is for you? He swears, you have way too much power over his heart, specifically when you're like this. Sure your breath stinks and you're literally a thousand degrees pressed against his body, but damn, if you're not a hundred percent absolutely flawless in his eyes.
He reaches across your body and grabs the remote to click on the tv in your bedroom. He's not sure what movie is playing on cable right now but it doesn't matter. You'll be asleep in a matter of minutes.
It plays in the background, the sound of some Christmas Hallmark ooey-gooey romance cliche trope.
"She's pretty," you comment in passing.
Jungkook shrugs. "She's alright."
"You don't think she's pretty?"
"Not as pretty as you."
You frown and snuggle back into his arms. "You're my husband. You're supposed to say that."
"Are you sleepy yet, baby?"
"He's handsome," Jungkook casually points out, waiting for your line to tell him he's more handsome.
"Yeah, he's really cute."
"Babe!"
You giggle and cuddle just a bit closer. "What?"
"You're supposed to say I'm more handsome," your husband whines, reaching down the nuzzle your neck with his nose, successfully tickling any leftover energy right out of you.
"Okay okay!" you squeal. "I give in! You're so much more handsome than him. I think you're the most handsome man on Earth."
Your praise appeases him for now. Jungkook happily tucks you back into his chest, a flat smile on his face. "Thank you."
Your little drunk ass won't remember any of this and that's perhaps his favorite part. The fact that he has so many memories from when you're drunk and snuggled in his arms just spouting off random stuff and in the morning you're completely clueless. Somehow, Jungkook likes that he has these special moments for himself. They're that much more special because of it.
"No," you answer through a long yawn, eyes slowly closing.
Jungkook chuckles, brushing a hand through your hair as he feels you slip into a deep sleep, his heart and arms full of the most lovely, important person of his entire life. With the movie still playing in the background, he feels himself lulled into a gentle dream as well.
"Yeah, me neither."
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actor!jungkook x actress!reader angst + smut + fluff + exes to lovers + actor!au warnings: jk is lowkey an asshole + reader is PETTY + break up mention (they are exes so like) + unprotected sex (y’all pls wrap it b4 u tap it) + possession kink + size kink + impreg kink (?) + mention of when zayn left one direction :( wc: 12.8k
➔ there is no way to deny that you and Jungkook have chemistry. the two of you used to be a couple, after all. what happens when after a not-so-amicable breakup the two of you are cast as opposite leads of a movie?
based on ancient history by set it off!!
a/n: ah yes, i wrote this a while back but this is still one of my fave fics ever and one of my fave songs ever too tbh. hope y’all enjoy this one too!! also you might be like omg ive seen this before?? yes, its a repost from my old blog moononthejoon :D AND YES, the tw for when zayn left 1d is vERY MUCH NEEDED
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Oh my god, this is soooooooo cute 😭😭😭😭. The fluffiest fluff ❤️❤️
Pairing: Jungkook x reader - Expecting parents!AU
Genre: Fluff
Rating: G
Word Count: 623
Warnings: None
A/N: This is my first contribution for @ficswithluv Bangtan Bingo! I have the song “Euphoria” on my card and this was the first thing I thought of - I needed some fluffy Jungkook so here you go! I hope you like it 🥺
AND A HUUUUGE THANK YOU to the amazing @shadowsremedy for beta reading this 😍💜 i’m honored to call you my friend and have you as a beta reader 🥺😭
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noun : a gambling game of chance.
he loves me, click, he loves me not, bang.
pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: a sprinkle of fluff if you squint, angst type: assassin / mafia au word count: 1,221 words warnings: implied death author’s note: writer’s block really sucks, so here’s another choppy fic for the time being. thank you to @spoopyscapes for voluntarily sacrificing her man for this lmao
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The .357 magnum revolver lays on the table between you and Jungkook. It looks deceptively innocent as one bullet is hidden amongst the six chambers of the revolving cylinder. The warehouse with your rivaling members standing around the edges to watch this spectacle for their amusement and your punishment only adds onto the ominous atmosphere, air stilled for what’s about to come. Sitting on one side of the table, your eyes graze over the metal weapon before flitting over to meet the man’s in front of you, who is also mimicking your stance but in a much more rigid form. Your leader–Irene–stands behind him as his boss–Namjoon–holds his position behind you.
“Did you ever think it’d end this way?” he laughs humorlessly, his stare boring into you with such a burning feeling that you almost look away, but you force yourself not to.
“No.” Your eyes finally move away from his, and you stare at your hands, a simple, familiar circle of metal looped around your finger gleaming back at you. You quietly wrap your other hand around it inconspicuously, hiding it from the view of everyone else.
“So I guess you’re not really a computer analyst, and those late hours weren’t from crunching numbers, were they?”
“And you’re not really an IT guy, and your late hours weren’t from fixing computer viruses, were they?”
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Pairing: shy jungkook x reader
Genre: established relationship, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort
Summary: You and Jungkook want to take your relationship to the next level, but it turns out Jungkook is not as ready as he thinks he is.
Warnings: jungkook is a virgin, mentions of smut, insecurity, self-deprecation, jungkook goes through it a little bit
Word Count: 2.3k
A/N: thank you @kookingtae for beta reading and helping me edit this <3
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