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The Second

Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Request:  Hi there!So I’m making a request which involves domestic kook!Like koo and the reader are becoming parents for the second time however they’re both scared because their first child was a preemie!I want the scenario to be fluff and angsty both like can you please add a scene where the two of them argue..? It could be when the reader tells koo about her pregnancy and he’s taken aback because he’s scared for our safety.So it’s the first time he yells and the moment reader starts crying he regrets it

Warnings: Angsty and Fluffy

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he’s a whole heartthrob

evolution of a lover’s heart | 01

the rules are simple: first one to take the virginity wins.

pairing: fuckboy!jk x f reader

genre: fluff, angst, college au, fuckboy au, bet au

word count: 8.1k

warnings: none for this part what i can remember.

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© evolution of a lover’s heart is copyright jeonstudios 2021. this fic can not be modified, re-posted, or translated without my permission.

author’s note: so this first part ended up being too long so i split it up! hope you like it!

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Part one: the lover.

Among other, more impressive things, Jeon Jeongguk is forgetful. He’s suffered because of it on many occasions, but most of the time, it’s not a big deal, only resulting in a shrug of his shoulders or a light curse rolling off his tongue. 

Strangely enough, he’s never had a problem with faces or even names, but he still keeps his left hand inked.

The dark marks aren’t dug deep underneath his skin like the ones on his right arm; no, they vary in design and color from day to day depending on what he needs to do to pass his classes and the pens available. One thing he’ll remember. Two? Most likely that too. But three? Four? Better scribble words—that look like strange code with all the vowels removed to save space—down on his skin, just to be on the safe side.

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Come Home

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst (JK screws up and Reader needs some space, lots of emotions ofc follow) + Fluff + Established Relationship AU

Word Count: 2.0K 

A/N: I just was really feeling like writing some ~angsty~ JK because I have been doing mostly fluff lately, so here we are. 

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You were silent on the drive home from the restaurant, eyes firmly planted on the view outside of the passenger window. You could feel Jungkook’s eyes on you at the next stoplight, his head turning to look at you. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it and moved his eyes back to the road when the person behind him honked. He hadn’t noticed the light turn green.  

It was your six-month anniversary, and you had made reservations at Jungkook’s favorite place. You had made sure everything would be perfect – the staff knew to let him in through the back entrance and lead him to a private room where a table for two was set with candles and a bottle of champagne.

The two of you hadn’t been able to spend very much time together lately, both of you busy with work. Wrapped snuggly in his embrace a few weeks ago, he had told you that this anniversary was important to him, a priority. He promised he wanted it to be special for the two of you.  

You arrived early and sat alone for 15 minutes. Then 30 minutes passed. Then an hour. You tried calling Jungkook to no avail – it went straight to voicemail over and over again. You were annoyed at first, but it quickly turned to worry, anxious that something bad happened to him. Maybe he was in a car accident or was injured while rehearsing.

It wasn’t until you called Jin in a panic that you got an answer. The boys had finished work two hours ago, Jungkook was in the studio with Namjoon working on a new song. You gritted your teeth in anger as you heard Jin knock on the studio door, presumably poking his head in to tell JK that you were on the phone and that you were worried about him.

“Babe, I’m so sorry, I got caught up in work and completely forgot. I’ll come right now. I promise I’m on my way…just stay–” Jungkook was frantically apologizing into Jin’s phone.

“I want to go home,” your tone was calm, collected, downright chilly.

“I’ll come get you,” Jungkook said after a pause.

“Fine.” 

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dear stranger

lucky you, getting stuck in an elevator, your worst nightmare come to life. lucky you, getting stuck with a stranger.

24, between strangers with jk, cuddle prompt requested by anon.

pairing: ex-firefighter!jk x reader

genre: fluff.

word count: 3k 

warnings: reader has an intense fear of elevators and is very panicky. it’s a traumatic experience for her. also firefighter jk deserves its own warning lmao

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© dear stranger is copyright jeonstudios 2020. this fic can not be modified, re-posted, or translated without my permission.

author’s note: so this was supposed to be a drabble… lmao i have a problem. also i know i always say that it’s shit, but believe me, this time it really is. i have read through this one (1) time and we all know by now that i’m illiterate so don’t come for me. (maybe i’ll go back and edit or maybe i’ll forget all about it lol)

When you were younger, elevators scared the living shit out of you. You remember watching… a movie? An episode of some show? It doesn’t really matter because it’s not something you ever want to see again. 

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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

Wipe Out

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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The Next

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Jungkook  / Reader

Rating: PG-13

Synopsis: this is just a short drabble about dad!Jungkook, based off something which happened in a game of BitLife LOL

Word Count: 1,391

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