Yoongi:
"Leave we're busy, go on to your slut."
Jungkook stood in his spot with his jaw clenched.
Yoongi:
"Don't be mad that I got her first."
Yoongi then turns to me.
Yoongi:
"Don't worry babygirl, I'll have you screaming for me soon."
That ticked Jungkook.
Jungkook turned over Yoongi and punched him straight across the cheek, then grabbing my wrist pulling me towards him.
Jungkook:
"Are you okay?" He asks with genuine concern.
Y/N:
"Yeah." I said coldly.
He grips my wrist tighter and pulls me up the stairs, into a room.
Y/N:
"Jungko-"
He pins me against the wall.
Jungkook:
"You're driving me crazy, y/n."
He says while smashing his lips onto mine, I let out a squeak from the force.
I melted into his touch as his lips moved against mine deliciously.
I cup his face as I kiss him back with the same amount of force.
He licks the bottom of my lips wanting to get in, which I gladly allowed.
As I feel his tongue playing with mine I start to feel myself becoming wet, wanting him, craving him.
I pulled back from lack of air as a thick string of saliva connects our lips.
He groans at the sight of my blushed face, closed eyes and the saliva hanging between us.
Jungkook:
"Fuck, y/n.."
Opening my eyes from the intense kiss I see Jungkook struggling the same way I am.
Jungkook:
"Y/n."
Y/N:
"Yes, Jungkook?" I say a little out of breath.
Jungkook:
"God, I want to fuck you so hard."
I'm pretty sure I'm dripping at this point.
But suddenly something comes into mind.
Layla.
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The Playboy || J.J.K
FanfictionJeon Jungkook. The infamous playboy of my university. I never wanted anything from him, nor did I want to be close to him for that matter. That all changes as he's now my bitch of a roommate's boyfriend, and he suddenly takes notice of me; making m...
