the one with the no congratulations

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tysm for getting this story to 250k reads!

this chapter is the longest I've ever written (2k+ words) and it's my first time writing smut... so yep... I wanted to finally give you what you thirsty hoes have been wanting so here it is!!

sorry if it's kinda shit but yall seem to continue reading my books no matter if my writing is bad so enjoy..... ♡

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You heard the door close to your apartment.

You had told Jungkook to come over after the award show had ended.

Jungkook's voice boomed through the apartment calling out to you. You, meanwhile, lay on your bed, playing some music from your speaker and scrolling through your phone, smiling at your twitter feed being blown up with congratulations messages for the boys.

"Y/n! We won-" he pushed the door open to see you laying on the bed, wearing only some black lace undergarments and a red silk robe openly.

You stared at each other for a long moment, him gulping down your lack of attire and beautiful skin on display, whereas you drank in the sight of him in a navy blue suit jacket with matching pants, a white dress shirt and black skinny tie. It fit him perfectly, damn, his tailor had done the best job that could be done.

His shoulders looked broader from his tightly accentuated waist. His jawline sharp as he raked your body up and down with his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down and his neck caved in as he sucked in a breath.

This added to his beauty, causing you to notice how well the blue contrasted his caramel skin and dark, almost black, brown hair. His piercings dangled from the motion of his haunting in the doorway, all 7 of them looked too beautiful together.

His vision flicked up to meet your eyes and you smiled at him, "I wanted to congratulate you..." you purred, putting your phone aside as the music still continued lightly in both of yours' ears.

"By teasing me? That's no congratulations, y/n." He wasn't clicking on the situation yet, so you just watched him.

He entered the room and shimmied off his blazer, putting it on the chair at your desk.

He turned back to you, pulling off his tie, frowning at you a little bit. He undid the first 2 buttons hardly exposing as much skin as you wanted to see.

It was still the hottest thing you'd ever seen.

Nothing could top it.

"Jungkook. I'm trying to be romantic and sexy and give myself to you but you aren't even realising" you sighed out, this kid.

"Huh?" He asked.

"Oh lord help me Kook. Get your ass over here." You scowled and he did as instructed.

He stood beside your bed, frowning lightly, brow cocked down at you.

You crawled over to him on your knees and untucked his shirt from his pants. Your hands went straight for his top done-up button, undoing it. He watched your hands undo it, then the next 4. When you went for his belt, he flinched and grabbed your hands.

"You aren't ready...?" It was half question, half statement.

"I am this time, really." You said and he stared at your eyes. You had even gone out and bought lingerie for this evening, and of course you had got one of his favourite colours that complemented your glowing skin.

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