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Jungkook smut diary 🔞
One shot smut story of jungkook x reader will be available 🔞
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Jungkook one shot diary
Jungkook all one shots will be posted here 🫶🏻❤️
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Ashes before sunrise || jungkook ff
"You should eat," Y/N said softly, standing nearby. Her voice was gentle, almost hesitant, as if she knew her words would only add to his frustration. "I'll eat when I feel like it," Jungkook replied curtly, not even glancing at her. Y/N's heart clenched, but she remained calm. "I was just worried. You've barely eaten anything these days." That simple concern was enough to ignite the tension that had been simmering beneath the surface. Jungkook suddenly stood, his chair scraping against the floor. "Why do you always hover like this?" he snapped, his tone colder than usual. "Do you think I don't know how to take care of myself? Stop acting like I need you to mother me all the time." His words hit her like a blow, but she remained still, her expression unreadable. She didn't cry, didn't lash out. She just stood there, her silence louder than any response she could have given. Jungkook frustration only grew at her lack of reaction. "And this…" he gestured to the dinner table, to the meticulously arranged dishes she had made for him "do you think any of this matters? I'm already stressed, and now I have to come home and deal with this guilt trip?"
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Prime minister jeon
How it feels when you kissed a stranger man in your drunk in state in foreign country not knowing that person is South Korea's ruthless president --•-- Obsessed? No. I passed obsessed the second she kissed me. This is something darker. This is fate dressed in pink roses and bad decisions. And Jeon Jungkook does not let fate slip away.
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Step father ( 🔞 )
“Go away, Jungkook…” Her words were raw, drenched in misery, but there was no strength behind them just a shattered plea for distance. Jungkook didn’t move. His hand, still resting on her back, tensed slightly his thumb brushing along her spine in a way that sent a sickening mix of revulsion and longing through her. “Y/N—” “Just fucking go away!” she screamed this time, her voice hoarse from crying. She finally lifted her head, her tear-streaked face twisting with anger at him, at herself, at the world. Her vision blurred again, but she blinked furiously, refusing to let more tears fall in front of him. Jungkook’s jaw tightened, his dark eyes locked onto hers an unreadable storm swirling behind them. He didn’t look sorry. He didn’t look ashamed. He looked… frustrated. Her rejection was the thing that bothered him not the fact that what they had done was wrong. “You think I can just walk away now?” His voice was a low snarl, the dangerous undertone sending a shiver down her spine. “After last night? After everything?” Y/N’s chest heaved, her lips trembling. “You’re my mother’s fiancé, Jungkook,” she hissed, the words tasting like acid on her tongue. “Soon to be my stepfather. Do you realize how disgusting this is?” His gaze darkened even more—if that was even possible. “Don’t remind me,” he muttered, almost to himself, as the very thought of that reality enraged him. Her heart shattered at his words. He wasn’t disgusted because of what they did. He was disgusted because of the label because she was his fiancée’s daughter. Not because it was wrong. Her voice broke again. “I hate you.” Jungkook’s jaw clenched, his body going rigid.
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When you finally found out the real truth about why he married you || jungkook ff
✨ Their lives are connected... By fate, by pain, and by something far deeper than memory.
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