Jeon Jungkook x Reader x Park Jimin. College!AU. 2046-ish words. Angst(?) [ a bit of everything if it becomes a series ]
Warning: Graphic smut, swearing, mirrors, spanking, praise kink, orgasm denial and but then you’re always so sweet when you want something from me.
n. the exquisite pain of wanting the affection of someone you know you can never have.
❝ You once think it’s unfair, for you to be oh-so helplessly in love with Jungkook. The boy’s got you wrapped around his fingers without even knowing it. He could tilt the chalice of poison to your lips and you would all too willingly drink it without elusion. But fresh out of high school, with sun kissed skin beneath scorching sun rays and ocean feet as Jimin stares at you wide-eyed and thudding heart, you don’t know what is more cruel anymore; to remain ignorant of someone’s feelings or to be aware of it, only to twist and turn their heartstrings like puppets in a play. ❞
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He’s there today, just like any other day, by the café entrance chatting, no, flirting with the girls passing by, flashing them one of his all-too-famous heart-melting smiles, shooting cupid lies. You can distinctly hear his deep, gravelly voice, laughing. The girls giggle, hands tugging back hair, biting lipstick coated lip and sending flirtatious glances.
“At it again, that guy.” A flock of jet black dips down to the seat across from you, earning a shake of head from your pretending, casual behalf.
“That’s Jungkookie for you.” Is all you can manage, but of course, not without a hopeless shrug for said boy’s relentless pursue for the opposite sex.
As if on cue, you feel a dead weight slithering around your shoulders as the chair scrapes against squeaky clean wooden floorboards, body heat seeping into you. Then, all-too-soon, comes that little, measly, meaningless greeting that makes your stomach drop flat on the ground.
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