♫ cut me off - boa
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↠ warnings | angsty smut, degradation, name calling, dirty talk, hair pulling, choking, gagging, manipulative y/n, jk crying 🥺👎🏼
With one last wave, Jungkook ends the live that had millions watching. He shuts down his computer and takes his phone from the stand. Tired out of his mind, Jungkook gets ready to leave when he hears a knock at his studio door. He walks over to it, swinging the door open.
"Y/N?" Jungkook's heart drops to the pit of his stomach. "What are you doing here?"
"Namjoon was leaving and he let me in."
"No, I mean, why are you here?"
"Do I have to spell it out for you?" You let yourself in then turn back to look at him. "I miss you."
"I'm not doing this again, Y/N," Jungkook holds the door open for you to leave. "Go."
You sigh and spin on your heels, walking over to the leather couch he has in his studio. You sit down, tossing a leg over the other.
"Then fuck me."
Jungkook shakes his head and scoffs out a bitter chuckle, pushing the studio door closed. He walks up to where you sit, eyes looking down at you.
"I cut you off for a reason, Y/N."
"I know," You gaze up at him with wickedly sweet eyes. "But I love you."
"You don't love me," Jungkook laughs in amusement. "You don't love anyone but yourself."
You scoff in disbelief and roll your eyes, "I saw your live. You looked good as fuck," You eye him up and down. "Still do."
Jungkook sighs in frustration, "I want you to leave."
"And I want you to fuck me... then I'll leave."
"Don't you care about me at all?!" Jungkook shouts, more heartbroken than angry. "You're fucking me up all over again by just being here, Y/N!"
Jungkook turns and walks away, rubbing his forehead in a stressed manner
You stand up, saddened, and begin to approach him, "Kook–"
"No," He cuts you off, turning to face you. "You wanna get fucked like the whore that you are?"
Your eyebrows furrow. He never called you degrading names... not that you didn't like them. Jungkook was just a really nice guy.
"Baby, I–"
"Shut the fuck up."
Jungkook demands before he pushes himself forward, his large hands cupping the sides of your jaw and his lips pressing against yours harshly.
He walks forward, never breaking the heated kiss, until your ass hits the desk his recording equipment is on. Thinking you'd fall, you place your hands back and accidentally flip on a few switches.
Jungkook pulls away, taking your shirt off before ripping his own over his head, revealing his toned torso where the right side's covered in black and grey artwork. Your fingers reach out to trace the new and only ink on his chest, right over his heart. It was the flower of the day you were born.
"Jungkook..." You trail off, stunned that he got a tattoo that had to do with you.
"I hate you." He reveals before capturing your lips again.
Those three words stab you in the heart, but you know you deserve it. You've hurt him far worse.
Jungkook breaks the kiss to leave wet pecks down the valley of your breasts and stomach, stopping right above the button of your jeans. He pops them open, tugging them down your legs harshly along with your underwear. Helping him, you step out of the two pieces of clothing.
He stands back up and grabs your upper arm harshly, making his way to the couch as he pulls you along. Jungkook shoves you forcefully and you land on it.
"Bend over the arm."
Nervous, you eye him for a few seconds.
"Now."
Complying, you get on all fours, your elbows digging into the arm of the couch. You feel Jungkook get behind you on the couch and bite down on your bottom lip in anticipation.
Jungkook lowers his dark army green pajama pants and boxers enough to take himself out. He pumps his dick a few times before bringing his fingers up to his mouth and spitting on them. You feel his wet fingers mixing with your arousal and moan softly.
Without a warning, Jungkook thrusts into you roughly and your mouth drops open, whining at the sudden intrusion. He begins his rough and quick pace, not letting you adjust as you moan and whimper uncontrollably.
"Always been good at taking my cock, huh, princess?" Jungkook groans in between heavy exhales. "That's all you're good at, useless whore."
Jungkook balls your hair into his left fist, pulling it back and causing your back to arch. He leans down to whisper into your right ear.
"You like that? You like being fucked like this and me calling you names? Dirty slut."
"Yes, yes, fuck," You whimper desperately, fingernails clawing at the leather couch. "I l-love it."
Jungkook's fist releases your hair and his hand moves to your neck, securing its place tightly and choking you. Not too hard, but just enough for you to feel his anger towards you.
He pulls you up by your throat, your back pressing against his chest. The fingers on his right hand go down to play with your clit and you moan loudly.
"Shut your fucking mouth."
Jungkook's left hand leaves your neck and he shoves his middle and ring finger deep into your mouth, making you gag around them. You close your eyes tightly, drool falling out of your mouth and onto the couch.
One of your hands goes up to grab his wrist. You attempt to pull his hand out of your mouth and he does, but only to grab a tight hold of your jaw. He stops his thrusts and turns your face, forcing you to look back at him.
"You wanted me to fuck you, isn't that right?" Jungkook questions through gritted teeth, staring into your teary eyes. You nod submissively. "Then you're gonna take it like a good girl."
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Silently, you pull your jeans up and button them. Jungkook, on the other hand, was sitting on his desk chair, quiet as he contemplated what he had just done.
You grab your purse from the end of the desk and look at him.
"Uh," You start, not sure what to say. "I'm leaving."
No response.
You sigh quietly and begin to leave until you hear Jungkook call your name. You turn around.
"Yes?"
"Once you walk out that door, you're out of my life forever. I want nothing to do with you," He affirms, avoiding looking your way. "I never want to see you or hear from you again, do you understand?"
You swallow the knot forming in your throat, "Jungkook–"
"Do you fucking understand, Y/N?"
You close your mouth and stare at him for a few seconds before turning back to the door. You pull it open, walking out of that room as well as Jungkook's life.
Jungkook takes in a shuddery breath, exhaling sharply as the tears he was holding back now run down his cheeks. Sobs flee his lips as he covers his face with trembling hands.
Your forehead presses against the other side of the door, listening to Jungkook's cries. Your left hand immediately comes up to cover your mouth, not wanting him to hear your own.
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Um,,,,,,,, so I guess you could say I enjoy making myself (and y'all) suffer with all that angsty smut 😀🧍🏻♀️hahaha :,))
ALSOOOO !!!!! ➡️ http://www.flower-korea.com/html/birth_flower.htm ⬅️ that website tells you what's your birth flower !! Just look for your birth month number on the left then zoom in to find the day you were born. Your birth flower is the name in the parentheses !!
So according to YOUR birthday, what flower does Jungkook have tattooed on his chest in this one-shot ? 👀 for me, he has a China aster 😙