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You never realised how heavy Jungkook’s front door was until you tried to open it with your hands full of groceries. These days you spent more time in his apartment than your dorm room and you only got reminded of how serious your relationship was after Jungkook asked you one night to move in.
You were in his bed, naked and exhausted, ready to fall asleep when he threw a bomb at you. You didn’t answer him at the time, just said you’ll think about it, but ever since that moment you had a mental list for pros and cons in your head.
Heavy front door? Definitely a con.
As you stumbled inside after a good minute of trying to open the door, half of your groceries fell down and you sighed in defeat. You watched as yellow balls rolled in the hallway as Bomi ran towards them to play. Jungkook was into some detox beverage these days and lemon was the main ingredient in the most recent one he wanted to try.
In your opinion, it made no sense. Jungkook was one day on a strict diet, drinking detox water and eating only healthy, nutritious food, but the next day he’ll be inviting you to visit the new coffee and cake bar. He was a strange man, no doubt in that, always in the middle of two extremes.
Bomi brought a lemon to you as you picked the fruit up. Her eyes shined as she looked up at you and the fruit fell down from your hold as you melted in her cuteness. You smiled wide at her, but as you took the lemon from her mouth, your smile dropped in disgust.
A cute dog? A pro, but her breath smelled and you should definitely wash the lemons more thoroughly after she drooled over them.
“I understand hyung, but could you please squeeze us in tomorrow?” you heard Jungkook’s pleading voice before you saw him. After leaving your shoes by the door, you entered the kitchen and your eyes landed on his shirtless form, leaning over the counter on his elbows as he sat on the stool. There you found another thing on your pro side of the list. Just seeing Jungkook every second of the day was enough to win you over.
“I know we agreed for Wednesday, but she has work that day and I want us to do it at the same time... I don’t know, ask someone else if they can change their appointment for the next day... no we can’t wait another month!”
You sent him a questioning look as you entered the kitchen, not even bothering to put the groceries away as he waved his hand for you to come closer. You gave him a quick peck before turning around to put away the bags you were still holding as he sighed at the phone in his hand.
There was something so domestic in that moment. You don’t need a stupid list, you are already acting as if you live here.
You went to the bathroom to wash your hands and when you came back, his whole aura was changed “... will you really do that?” silence followed and his smile only grew as he made an eye contact with you “thank you so much, hyung. Yes yes... we’ll take you out on a dinner. Byul too? Alright, but did you make any progress in asking her out or is she still telling you to piss off?”
Jungkook laughed and you only imagined Hoseok telling him to fuck off before he hung up. He was still smiling as he stood up and came to stand behind you, hugging you as you filled his cabinet up with groceries.
“What were you annoying Hoseok about again?”
“Just asking him to move our appointment for tomorrow” he said in your neck as he kissed the sweet spot there that always got you on the edge.
“Fuck... I forgot about that.”
You stiffened and Jungkook moved to face you “are you not free tomorrow?”
“I guess I am. Honestly I don’t even know what my schedule is. I had a project due today and I barely finished it, and they are asking us to work more shifts in the gallery for the next exhibition since it’s predicted it will attract more people than usual” you sighed as he moved hair from your face “but I guess I’m not busy tomorrow, I just need to plan my time and keep up with my schedule.”
“Do you need stick up notes? I have some lying around in the apartment.”
You laughed “no, I have enough of mine and I also have a small white board and markers so I think I’ll be fine.”
“I’ve never seen you so organised.”
“I usually am not, but this time of a year is filled with stress and a lot of things to do. The only worse thing is being a graduate and having to live through this. You know who’s losing their mind right now?” Jungkook shook his head “Taehyung. I’ve never seen him being organised in all the years I’ve known him. I know he’s my senior but honestly I just want to punch him real good until he gets his shit together.”
Jungkook laughed, shaking his head as he helped you putting away the groceries. He met Taehyung a handful of times by now. The older guy always had a poker face when he was alone; you called it a bitch face every time Jungkook mentioned it. He was worried for a while Taehyung was mad at him for something he didn’t do, and you laughed at his face saying it’s just how Taehyung looks like when there’s nobody by his side. The moment you start talking to him, a boxy smile makes its way to his face and that’s when Jungkook realised the older guy is one of the warmest people he’s ever met. A bit of a social butterfly both you and Jungkook couldn’t really catch up with, but he always made every encounter comfortable.
“I meant to ask you long ago but I somehow always forget” Jungkook started with a box of cereal in his hands “what happened with that painting I was your model for?”
“It was due months ago. It was fine, I liked how it ended up.”
“You never told me what your professor said about it.”
“He didn’t say anything worth mentioning. It was kind of boring to be honest, he didn’t seem triggered or angry so it wasn’t satisfying enough. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t get what I wanted.”
Jungkook rolled his eyes “don’t you think your life would be a lot easier if you didn’t live to annoy people you don’t like?”
“Where’s joy in that?” you shook your head “anyway, what did Hoseok say?”
“He’ll stay overtime for us and we have to take him and Byul out for a dinner.”
“So a double date, hugh? Never thought I’ll go on one, even less with the two of them” Jungkook laughed as you put away the last pieces.
“What do you want to eat?” he asked as he leaned on the open fridge door.
“I don’t feel like eating” you said and were automatically faced with a frown on Jungkook’s face.
“When was the last time you ate?” he asked as he followed you to the living room. You sat down and groaned when pain ran through your lower stomach “are you in pain?”
“I ate this morning in cafeteria, but not much, only so I can drink something for pain relief.”
Jungkook sat down next to you with realisation “you on your period?” you nodded and he moved aside so you can lie down on his lap “are your breasts tender around this time?”
“Every part of my body is sensitive, Jungkook. You can lightly touch my forearm and it would feel like my skin is burning.”
A look of regret washed over his face as he looked down at you “I wouldn’t ask you to go buy all of that stuff if I knew” he ran his fingers through your hair. It was dry, fried and bleached and felt like plastic “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, you didn’t know” you took his hand to leave a kiss in his open palm “why did you ask me about my boobs anyway?”
“You brushed past me with them a few times as we were putting out the groceries and you would always hiss at the touch. I thought you were just horny or something but I guess not.”
You pouted as you took a moment to think and Jungkook was absolutely speechless about the way your looks differed the words that left your mouth “but I am horny most of the time I’m on my period.”
Jungkook arched one eyebrow up as he stared down at you. The hand that was slowly massaging your lover stomach travelled up and you took a deep breath “so this actually feels good for you?” he asked and cupped one of your breasts. That on its own was enough for you to whine, but when he pressed at your nipple through the bra, it was all that it took for you to curl your knees up and start rolling in his lap.
“Stop, wait” you panted.
“Does it hurt?” you had your eyes closed, but you felt it in his voice he was worried.
“I don’t know, the feeling is bordering with pleasure and pain.”
Jungkook threw his head back as he looked at the ceiling “honestly, you women are so fucking strong. Will you be alright tomorrow? We can reschedule.”
You shook your head “I’ll be fine, it hurts less on my second day. The first on is the worst one.”
“I remember that one time your cramps were so bad you took some pill that drugged you so hard” he laughed as he resumed massaging your stomach “and you fell asleep just after you came home from your classes and almost slept through your alarm the next morning.”
Jungkook continued talking but you didn’t really listen to what he said. You were stuck upon the one word that spilled from his mouth as you stared at him from his lap. He called his apartment home, not just for himself but for you too.
You smiled at him as he laughed and looked down at you “you were sleeping when I went out for a walk with Bomi, it was around 5 pm, and by the time I came back you were still asleep. You practically spent the whole day in my bed but I didn’t see you for more than five minutes.”
“Yeah...” you said dreamily as he continued to laugh “well” you coughed and cleared your throat “I can’t take any pills tomorrow since I’m getting a tattoo.”
“Is there some other way for pain relief other than medications?”
“Well sometimes a warm cloth helps, not always though. For me tea helps a lot. I usually prefer coffee, but tea helps me with cramps. Massages sometimes feel nice and sometimes I just have an urge to throw up because of them.”
Jungkook’s hand stopped as you said that “oh...”
“No it’s fine, it feels good” you brought his hand back to your stomach “and some people say sex helps with cramps, but I never tried it so I don’t know. But it does make sense, with an orgasm and stuff... I don’t know” you shrugged.
“Do you want to try it?”
Your eyes widened as you just stared at Jungkook. He was blinking slowly as if he doesn’t understand what’s the problem in that “you don’t find it disgusting?”
His eyebrows scrunched “why would I? It’s natural” he said and you got a sudden urge to cry.
You sat up and came to his level “well there’s gonna be a lot of blood, and people usually do it in the shower, but I don’t like shower sex” you said and Jungkook laughed with you. You were both brought back to the time when you tried having sex while showering, but you didn’t like the positions and it was all very slippery and you feared you’ll fall down every second of the short time you spent there before you decided it’s enough and you want to move to the bed. Needless to say it was all wet afterwards and you had half a brain cell when you helped Jungkook change the sheets with your shaky arms and legs.
“Well we can shower before it” you gave him a look and he laughed “separately... and then I’ll put some towels on bed so we don’t stain the sheets and viola! We fuck and your cramps are gone.”
“It does sound tempting” you whispered before you sat in his lap and placed a kiss on his collar bone.
“And this is the last chance for us to do missionary since you’ll tattoo your back tomorrow... just think about that, at least a month of you being on top of me or on your hands and knees.”
“There’s a lot more positions than that, Jungkook” you laughed in his neck.
“So do you agree?”
“As long as you don’t get all grossed out” you shrugged and got up from his lap “I’ll go shower and then join you.”
And bloody messy it was.
Half an hour later you were in between his legs on the bed with your mouth around his dick as a pool of mixed blood and arousal was spreading on the two layers of towel under you. Your thighs were stained as blood dripped over them and you never in your life felt dirtier than you did in that moment. Not in a bad way obviously, if the way you were getting wetter and wetter was anything to go by.
Jungkook whined under you and you squeezed his balls one last time before you let go of him “do you want a condom or not?” you asked.
He breathed fast as he looked at you “I mean... should we?”
“The risk is small... it’s up to you if you want it or not.”
He sat up as you moved to switch positions “are you sure?” he asked and you only nodded before you laid down, groaning as you straightened your back and your inner muscles screamed in pain.
Honestly, Jungkook and you were stupid. You both didn’t like condoms and you weren’t on birth control. It fucked with your body and emotions, it was simply a no from you. The two of you somehow successfully avoided condoms, you only used it for a while after the first time you had sex. Jungkook got angry since you never told him you’re not on birth control and you let him cum inside more than once. The day of a fight ended in angry sex, the one where you had absolutely no control and the only one where you enjoyed it even with latex inside of you. It was so wild and hard your mind was seeing white for the whole time, you didn’t even feel the material of a condom.
After that you just relied on him to pull out, or went all in on the days you were safe.
“About what we talked about the other day” you started as Jungkook hummed, fixing the towels under you “I think I’ll go and try IUD soon.”
“So... you don’t want babies with me?” he pouted and surrounded you with hands at each side of your head.
“You’re stupid” you hit his chest as he laughed “a brainless idiot.”
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Stop hitting me” he kissed you and your hands moved from his chest to his hair. He moaned as you pulled on his locks, deepening it for just a moment before he pulled back “I’ll go with you and pay for half of it, okay?”
You nodded, bringing him back for a kiss and wrapped your legs around him. You could feel the way your stained skin stuck to his and you swallowed Jungkook’s moan as he felt it too. To be honest, you were afraid he wouldn’t enjoy it as much as he assured you he would, but the way his dick throbbed against your lower stomach only reassured you it’s fine, he doesn’t find it disgusting and you could enjoy this as much as you want without feeling like a slut. This is Jungkook, he loves you and you’re not judged.
A long string of salvia connected your open lips before he dipped his head to your chest and licked your nipple. Your back arched and a feeling of pain in your lover back mixed with the pleasure as he continued to nip, pull and suck on your nipple. As the time went by, the discomfort you used to feel with every touch to your breasts disappeared and you could say you fully enjoyed it to the point it was too much.
“Jungkook” you breathed out “please.”
He rose to his knees and you spread your legs around him. He watched as your blood covered lips stuck to each other and he ran his finger through your folds. You took a deep, fast breath. The touch was light and barely there, he’s done things to you before that took out of you this kind of a reaction, but it was never something this small and light that made you feel this kind of a way.
You were oversensitive, and it only got worse when his blood stained finger found its way to your clit. He pressed and rolled it between his fingers as your body rolled in pleasure and you swear to everything that’s sacred to you, you have never been closer to an orgasm by just a touch like this.
“Fuck” you breathed out in a whine “stop, I’ll cum I swear I’m seconds away from cumming.”
Jungkook has never seen you like this. It has been months since you’ve been together but he was never able to bring you to this position in such a short time with barely any touch. He smirked at the way your heels dipped in his lover back and only pushed more as he entered two fingers at once. He found joy in the way your eyes widened, he knew you didn’t expect him to use his fingers but how could anyone blame him?
He pumped and hit, reaching just the right places inside of you to take you over the edge. You swallowed his fingers and he could feel in every part of your body that you were fighting an orgasm. His fingers were red and blood continued to drip down his hands as he stretched you out.
He could count on the five fingers of his bloody right hand all the times he found you hotter than now. There was only one: that time on the chair after the dinner when you squirted over him for the first time.
You reached down to take his wrist as he fingered you “oh, fuck yeah, fuck fuck fuck” you chanted it like a prayer and if your back didn’t hurt as much as it did, you would have arched your back the way you usually do when you hit an orgasm. Instead your legs shook and you scratched Jungkook’s arms with your carefully trimmed nails as the sound of your arousal filled the room.
You let out a silent scream and wiggled out of his hold, not being able to withstand the overstimulation the way you usually would. It was too much, a simple blow to your nipples now would probably take you to another orgasm. The pulse in your ass and thighs was stronger than usual and all you could do in that moment was curling up to the side and waiting for the high to pass.
Jungkook didn’t even realise the state you were in. He was too busy staring at his hand, drenched in the mixture of your cum and blood and he had half a brain cell left to stop himself from putting it on his hard length. It hurt him so much to be so red and angry, but untouched, and it took all that is in him not to force himself in an orgasm.
“Babe” he pushed himself out of the daze “you okay?”
You nodded before rolling on your back “just give me a sec.”
Jungkook nodded and wiped his hand off the towel. He put his hands on your raised knees and when you winced, he realised how actually sensitive you were. For god’s sake, even your knees were oversensitive and Jungkook wasn’t in his right mind to decide if he wanted to ruin you or take care of you.
“Are you fine” you laughed under him as he leaned on your raised knees. He gently tickled your calf and thigh, not sure if that would make you relaxed or even more sensitive. He looked forward to both.
He scrunched his eyebrows as he put his cheek on your knee “why wouldn’t I be?”
“You look shocked” you giggled and sat up, realising the pain and cramps were noticeably less painful than they used to be. Jungkook’s cheek was squished on your knee and you didn’t even try to fight the urge to kiss his putting lips.
“Babe I’m trying to recover from what I’ve just seen, and I don’t mean it in a bad way” he mumbled against your lips “that was so hot. I love you.”
You smiled wide against his lips, trying to deepen the kiss but it only looked clumsy and messy as you couldn’t stop smiling. Jungkook just pops out the l word every chance he gets, and even if your initial shock lasted for only a month or so, it still makes you all warm and light. For you it’s like you could be having the worst day ever and Jungkook could fix it in a second.
You still never told it back to him, and you do feel bad for it. That phrase alone makes you feel safe and accepted when it comes from Jungkook and you want him to feel the same way.
You will say it soon, you just have to find a moment other than now when it’s gonna feel right. But not now. You were happy but still scared.
“Are you ready?”
“Am I ready she asks” Jungkook mumbles into the kiss “jesus woman, you drive me crazy.”
You spread your legs so he can settle in between them, and as Jungkook positioned himself, you got lost in your thoughts for a moment. Your mind ran on its own and just when he was about to slip in, you laughed out loud.
Jungkook stopped with his tip leaning against your entrance, and if you weren’t in the middle of dying out of laughter, he was sure you would have winced at the touch.
“What’s so funny?”
“I just imagined you cleaning your dick in the shower from all the blood, only to end up hard again.”
That wasn’t even funny, and if he didn’t know better, Jungkook would have thought you’re high “don’t worry, I’ll call you to help if that happens.”
You smiled up at him, placing your hand at the back of his neck and bringing him down for a kiss. You tried to prepare yourself for the stretch out, but you definitely weren’t prepared for the way he just slipped inside in one go.
“Woah” he gasped as he collapsed on top of you “shit you’re so wet.”
It was hard to explain, the way it felt when he so easily slipped inside but stretched you out nonetheless. It felt like all of your insides were on fire and he pushed right into it.
You forgot how to breathe for a moment as he started moving. He didn’t even go that deep, but you felt every part of him. Every time he pushed out, a trace of fire burned every part of you that his cock touched. It was like he left traces and you silently wished you could feel this on the days you weren’t on your period.
You just laid there, staring at the ceiling as he thrust inside you, moving your whole body as your hands fell down by your side and Jungkook whispered sweet nothings in your ear. You didn’t really hear him, you didn’t register anything that happened around you as drool slipped past your open mouth and you felt far too much for your body to make any kind of a reaction.
When he suddenly hit deeper, you took the first breath in a while.
You screamed, seeing white from both the lack of oxygen and Jungkook hitting all the right places.
“You feel so good... you feel so goddamn good” he grunted and took your legs, putting your heels to his shoulders “fuck why didn’t we do this before.”
You couldn’t do anything but silently agree as you moaned after the every deep thrust he made. His hands were around your thighs and you dragged your nails over them as you counted the stars on the ceiling. Your legs shook, but it was far too soon for an orgasm and Jungkook knew it, so he slowed down for a moment, taking a strong hold of your hips as he dragged you down on the bed, closer to him, before pressing your knees down on your chest.
It took him one look to your eyes rolling in pleasure to put his weight on his knees and slowly pull out of you. He watched as his blood stained dick only remained inside by the tip, and the sound your pussy made when he pushed back in made you very much aware of the way you are dripping all over the towels.
“You should see the mess you made” Jungkook pushed all his weight on you, whispering in your ear as his breath washed over your neck after every thrust he made “you are so hot. So damn tempting and all mine.”
If you had any common sense at that moment, you would have scoffed at the way he called you his. You hated when he said stuff like that and Jungkook knew that, so he took his chance when he saw it, right at the moment when you were out of your mind.
“Fuck yes” you moaned out, somewhere in your own world and not hearing the word he said.
“Yes what?” he cupped your cheeks in his one hand and made you look at him “does it feel good?”
“I’ve-” you gulped as he hit deeper than before “I’ve never felt like this before.”
“God, me neither. You’ve never felt this wet before... god” he moaned, putting both of his palms on the mattress next to your head as he connected his forehead to yours “we should do this more often.”
“Fuck yes” Jungkook laughed before kissing you, feeling himself reaching the edge just when you squeezed your walls around him.
He felt your legs shaking under him as your hips jumped on their own, trying to meet his thrusts, and that’s when he knew you’re close too.
It was embarrassing sometimes, how fast he could make you cum. But every trace of shame is forgotten when you remember all the times you made him cum in minutes. Sometimes all it took was some teasing during the movie or in the morning when he’s already hard, and he is left undone in moments.
In a moment, hundreds of pictures of his face mid orgasm rushed through your mind, and that’s when you felt it. You opened your eyes just a moment before it hit you and you were faced with that expression of his you would not be able to forget even if you wanted.
He stopped just for a second, in a way unintentionally edging you, as he let your legs down to fall on the mattress, pushing his head in between your neck and shoulder where he left a mark as his thrusts became slower and slower, finally painting your walls white. You closed your eyes again, feeling your release near but not quite there yet, and all it took was one movement of Jungkook’s thumb over your clit for you to squeeze around him, finally feeling that euphoric feeling of wave after wave hitting you through the whole body.
The sweet feeling of pulse in your butt and thighs after an orgasm was on the list of top five feelings of yours, and the way Jungkook pulled out only triggered your overstimulation for a moment. He laid down next to you on his back, panting as he moved damped hair from his forehead and you allowed yourself a moment of silence to just stare at him before the sticky feeling between your thighs screamed for a shower.
“Oh wonderful” you sighed as you moved the towels off the bed “the sheets are stained.”
“It’s alright” Jungkook said as you mumbled at him to get up so you could take the sheets off “it’s not that of a big deal, we can wash them.”
“I’m sorry, this was so messy and dirty.”
“Hey, look at me” Jungkook called from the other side of the bed “I don’t care about goddamn sheets.”
You grunted as you pulled on the sheets and threw them on the floor “I’m just sorry” you had the sudden urge to cry, the one you fought successfully, but Jungkook saw through you and your mood swings and knew better than pointing it out.
“Let’s get us both cleaned up, hugh?” you nodded and stepped around the bed, for a moment losing your balance as you knees gave up under you. You found your balance soon enough, but not before you locked your eyes with Jungkook’s as a cocky remark was ready to slip past his lips.
“Don’t” you pointed a finger at him “and help me walk.”
All he did was giggle as he took your hand and walked you out of the bedroom.
Half an hour later, the sun just began setting down when you took a bite of a banana after the second shower of the day. It was time for Jungkook to take Bomi out for a walk, and you watched as he kneeled down to leash the dog before they head out.
“We’ll come back soon. And there’s more food in the fridge, you should eat some” he said, searching for his phone as you threw the banana peel to the thrash.
“Oh, I can’t stay today. I have to proofread a paper for tomorrow.”
His head shoot up to meet your gaze as you handed him his own phone “you could’ve brought your laptop here.”
“I forgot, honestly. And you would be bored with me just ignoring you for the whole night.”
“Bring it the next time, I want you to sleep with me” he mumbled as he followed you towards the door, leaving Bomi behind to turn around in circles as she chased the leash that followed her.
“I might as well bring all of my stuff here then.”
“Obviously.”
You rolled your eyes, kneeling down to tie your shoelaces “I told you I have to think about it.”
“Your semester is almost over anyway and you have to move out of the dorms.”
“It’s easy for you to say. You’re older and have a full time job. I’m still in college and even if I do work in a gallery, it’s still not enough and I depend on my parents” you took a deep breath “I usually go home when summer comes and they kick us out of the dorms.”
It was his turn to roll his eyes as he took you by the arm and pulled you up to face him “you don’t have to pay for anything, just come live with me.”
“It’s not fair on you and I told you I have to think about it.”
“But you literally already live here, you just need to move out of the dorm.”
“Am I a parrot to you?” you took a step back when he pinched the bridge of his nose “how many times do I need to repeat myself?”
Jungkook sighed, reaching for your hand to bring you closer “I’m sorry, I just really want to be with you all the fucking time.”
“It’s a big step to take” you whispered in his neck as his arms circled around you “we’ve been dating only for a few months.”
“We’ve been acting like a couple for a lot more than that, it’s you who was oblivious.”
“I thought we agreed not to talk about it anymore” you hugged him back “you’re such a tease.”
“I love you” he breathed in your scent “and let’s make a deal okay? The day you say it back is the day you agree to move in with me.”
You laughed in his chest “you literally just prolonged it even more” you gave him a final kiss before letting go “I’m going now.”
“Do you need a ride?”
You pat the back pockets of your jeans to feel your phone and keys “no, I drove here.”
“Take care” he said as he leaned on the doorframe, a smirk finding its way on his lips “your legs are still shaking.”
You rolled your eyes on the door step, trying to hit him in the shoulder only for him to take your hand and pull you towards him. Jungkook smiled down at your frowning face before cupping your cheeks and kissing your pouting lips “see you tomorrow.”
***
“I don’t know... I don’t see it as such a bad thing” Hoseok said as the three of you stood outside of his studio.
“Yes it’s totally harmless” Jungkook rolled his eyes “it just gives you cancer.”
“I understand it’s dangerous, but I have to agree with Hoseok on this one” you said as you lit a cigarette “after so many years of smoking, it just comes as a habit and you don’t see it as something that could cost you a life.”
Jungkook scoffed and waved his hand trough the air as both Hoseok and you blew the smoke “just wait until you start choking from the lack of air in your lungs.”
“Actually” Hoseok started “it already began happening to me. The other day I was late somewhere and I thought like, let me just run to that place so I don’t need to call an uber, and when I tell you my lungs collapsed” he took another smoke “I had to stop after half a kilometre to sit on a bench. I genuinely thought I would throw up in the middle of the street.”
“You just said all of this and for what? You’re still smoking as you talk” Jungkook rolled his eyes when the older one flipped him a finger, then turned to you “does this happen to you too?”
“No-”
“Liar” Hoseok interrupted.
“What?” both you and Jungkook said at the same time.
“You told me it sometimes hurts when you breathe.”
“I never told you that.”
“Yeah but you did to Byul and it’s the same as saying it to me.”
“You know what” you took a pause to take a smoke “you two became insufferable ever since you started dating.”
“Wait, hold up” Jungkook jumped in “do your lungs hurt?”
You couldn’t dare to look him in the eye as you moved your weight from one foot to another “just sometimes.”
“Like when?”
“Uh...” you struggled to say the truth “when I run?”
“Also when you climb stairs and during summer when it’s really sultry and-”
“It’s enough, ok? We get it. I’m missing half a lung.”
“You really can’t climb the stairs without busting a lung?” Hoseok laughed “that’s wild.”
“Oh shut up, why do you think I spend most of the time in his apartment than in my dorm room? Dude’s got an elevator.”
“Is it not because you love spending time with me?” Jungkook asked and you just gave him a look “but on a serious note, you should at least try quitting. Both of you.”
You just shrugged and blew the smoke out as Hoseok threw the rest of his cigarette on the ground “I actually might” he said “Byul’s been telling me the same thing for a while now.”
“Your breath probably stinks” you said and successfully avoided a hit to your biceps from an annoyed Hoseok.
“And yours doesn’t?”
“No actually” Jungkook jumped in “I noticed it a long time ago and I don’t get it.”
“I chew gum all the time, and this brand doesn’t smell as bad as the ones I used to smoke before.”
“Witch one is it?” Hoseok asked as he tried to open your bag and pick up the box before you took a step back and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Why don’t you just ask Byul?” you took a last smoke before throwing it on the ground “since she obviously tells you everything I say to her.”
“Well thank god she never tells me anything interesting since your life is so BORING THAT-”
“Guys guys” Jungkook peacefully interrupted “calm down and PICK UP THE DAMN CIGARETTE BUTS FROM THE GROUND AND THROW IT WHERE THEY’RE SUPPOSTED TO BE THROWN.”
“Stop yelling, jesus” Hoseok said as he crunched to pick up his own trash “you’re so annoying sometimes.”
“And you” he turned towards you after you threw a cigarette in the trashcan “I’m gonna tattoo your name in calligraphy if you don’t promise me to at least try and stop smoking.”
You snorted, looking him in the eyes. The two of you shared your love and passion for tattoos, so it was only natural you discussed your next ideas together. The subject of him tattooing your name came up once during a conversation, and Jungkook has never seen you so triggered by a joke in his life. You spent half an hour showing him pictures of people with ugly name tattoos and even worse cover ups, and it ended with him promising you he will never do something as stupid as tattooing your name.
“I don’t know” you said, taking a bottle of hand alcohol to sanitize your hands “it’s not that easy. I can try but I don’t think I’ll last long.”
“I know it’s hard. I used to smoke too, did you forget that?”
You nodded, turning around towards the studio “let’s go inside” you said and walked through the door, leaving the two men behind.
“Are you going to tell her about the tattoo?” Hoseok suddenly asked.
“No, she’s gonna see it for the first time when you print the design.”
“Do you think she’s gonna get emotional?”
Jungkook signed “I don’t know, she surprises me sometimes. She doesn’t get emotional when I think she normally would, but then she cries at most random times. She’s very confusing and I never know what to expect.”
“I haven’t seen her crying since we were kids.”
“Well she cries a lot in front of me and don’t get me wrong, it’s not because of me. I’m just glad she opened up and trusts me enough to cry on a cute picture of an animal or when we watch a sad movie.”
“Ah...” Hoseok nodded in realisation “you haven’t been by her side for as long as I was, but she trusts you more. Feels lighter with you and is more relaxed” Jungkook shyly rubbed his nose as his red cheeks widened in a smile “I’m glad the two of you met. Maybe you’ll make me start believing in soulmates.”
“You don’t think Byul and you are soulmates?” Jungkook raised an eyebrow at him.
“Oh yes, we fit like puzzle pieces. We fill each other up with all the insults and name calling” Hoseok laughed and Jungkook should have known better than to start this conversation “but I do think you are a special someone to her and she to you.”
Jungkook smiled in adoration as the two of them walked towards the door “I hope she likes the tattoo. It’s not too much and it goes well with the rest of my sleeve. Besides, if she cries, I know I will start crying too.”
It was blue Myosotis, a flower Jungkook introduced to you the first time you two met. It was the time when he said it reminded him of you and your blue hair. The thing is, you are a bit dense when it comes to things like this and you didn’t get emotional at first. You didn’t understand the whole deal about the flower since Jungkook has a bunch of them already tattooed and, quite frankly, you’ve forgotten about that flower.
Jungkook was in a mid of getting it done as he sat in the chair when Hoseok told you your boyfriend designed it himself in the memory of when he first met you. That’s when it clicked and your mind went blank.
You never thought he would remember something like that. Hell, you didn’t even remember that.
But, Jungkook was right for one thing. He did cry, but not in the moment when you realised what it’s about. He saw the way your eyes widened and filled with tears and he gave his best to not get emotional, the same way you tried your hardest not to start crying. Hoseok was right next to you and you couldn’t just start crying and telling him you love him right in front of your mutual friend. So you got back to your senses after the initial shock, sat on a chair next to him as he got tattooed and waited for him to get finished. You held his free hand until Hoseok put the final touch and wrapped his hand and wrist in a foil.
You were next, and you stripped your shirt and bra while Hoseok was out of the room. You stood naked from waist up in front of a man from your dreams as you held his tattooed hand in both of yours.
“I can’t wait for it to heal so I can trace it with my finger” you hid your shaky voice with a giggle.
“You like it?” he asked and you couldn’t do anything but nod as you fought back the tears. Jungkook took you by the waist and brought you closer until your nipples brushed his hoodie, and kissed you hard, with too many emotions and too much passion for a room you were standing in. That was a kiss you would usually share in bed and in the comfort of your own home, but soon you realised with Jungkook there was not a place where his kiss could be emotionless.
He walked you to the black bed where you laid on your chest, and that is the same position you found yourself in the day after, on Jungkook’s bed with him sitting by your side as he coated the thin layer of aftercare lotion to the tattoo that covered a big part of your back.
It happened then that he cried. It happened then that you told him you love him.
He stopped the movement of his hands and before he knew it, Jungkook was crying. You didn’t say it to his face. Your back was still turned to him, but Jungkook couldn’t imagine you saying it any other way. It was so much like you and he could hear the bells ringing in his head.
Around the wrist of the hand he was massaging a lotion on you with, there was a small design of blue Myosotis tattooed. He smiled at it, nodding his head. You couldn’t see him and you were afraid to turn around, but once you heard the sniffs behind you and felt his hands moving from your back, you just had to.
When you sat up and faced him, his eyes were red and cheeks damp with tears. Jungkook sniffed once again and scrunched his nose. He looked so cute like this, so emotional and so loving. And he was yours. Not like you could ever own a person, but he was yours as much as you were his and for the first time in your life, you weren’t afraid anymore of your emotions.
“I love you” you repeated and he said it back, carefully hugging you so both of your tattoos stayed intact.