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Enemies Pt. 3 (Jungkook smut)

Words: 2357

Slight appearance of Jimin.

Reader x jungkook 

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A/N: I know I said I’d post it tomorrow but I finished it before. Thank you for +700 followers!


 Stupid! You thought. How could you have let that happen once again? How could you let Jungkook mess up with your head once again? Damn it.
You avoided Jungkook the way you could that week. You didn’t look at him, you didn’t walk on the same road he walked, and you didn’t even want to hear your friends talking about him. Despite the fact you were in the same class, you did everything you could to pretend he wasn’t there. And he noticed that. You had to let that go. You couldn’t keep doing that because you were starting to forget your hatred, which means that all that was left was your liking. You couldn’t like him. If he knew about it, he would certainly ruin your life. Why did all this happen at all? Why he decided to fuck with you? Just because you slapped his cheek? No way. He wouldn’t have tried to fuck you once again or even made that promise: “I’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy of yours once more”

Shit.

“Wait, what? You and Jungkook? Asshole Jungkook, the one you hate?” Your friend asked you, shocked. You understood her. She was your best friend and she knew your feelings about Jungkook. And there you were, telling her what you and he had done.
“Yes. This Jungkook” you said. She stared at you, not saying a word, “and the worst…I don’t feel like I hate him anymore” Did I just say that?
“I knew it. Where there is hatred, there is love” she said.
“That’s not correct” you tried to change the subject. Yeah, she always said you liked him but you couldn’t admit it to yourself because it was just half-truth. 
“I don’t wanna it for me. I don’t wanna like him. I just want him to leave me alone because he’s starting to mess with my mind” You said seriously.
“Calm down. Let me think” she said and stopped talking for a while. “The prom is coming. You used to have a crush on Jimin, didn’t you? So, invite him. I heard he still does not have a pair” she said. No way. Park Jimin? He was not a crush; he was just a pretty guy who you wouldn’t mind to fuck with. “Why not? The worst thing that can happen is him saying no. If you hang around with him you might forget about Jungkook” she said.
“I’m gonna think about it” You said.


There he was. Park Jimin. Leaning against his locker and talking to his friend. You decided to invite him. You were just waiting for his friend to get out. You hadn’t seen Jungkook yet, but the class hadn’t even started, so it was a matter of time. 
You walked towards Jimin when his friend got out and said hi. 
“Oh, hi, Y/N right?” he asked, smiling at you. 
“Yes” you smiled back. “Well, I’ll be direct with you. I don’t have a match to go to the prom with me and I heard you don’t either. So I was wondering-” You started saying but were cut off when you saw Jungkook standing in the end of the hall, surrounded by some friends, his eyes meeting yours the moment you looked at him. His eyes widened with the sight of you and Jimin and furrowed his eyebrows.
“Y/N? Are you okay?” Jimin asked, his voice distracting you from Jungkook. 
“Yeah, sorry. Hm, I was wondering if…Hm…Would you like to go to the prom with me?” you asked him, blushing. “I mean, we can know each other better and stuff”
“Yeah, that sounds fun” he said, “So, do you want me to pick you up?”

“Hm, yeah it would be great! I’ll tell you my address later” you said.

“Ok. See you later”. You laughed at him, saying ‘ok’ before he turning around and leaving. Shit, your heart almost stopped. He said yes. You leaned against the lockers, dreaming for a sec when suddenly you felt hands grabbing your arms. 
“Why are you avoiding me, baby girl?” There he was, the guy you were trying to avoid for so long “I still want to keep that promise” he said, leaning in. 
His touch sent you shivers, but you could not let that keep going. You pushed him away, using all your self-control.
“Jungkook, leave me alone. Fuck, can’t you just forget about my existence? That is not gonna happen again. Don’t talk to me anymore. Don’t tease me anymore, I’m serious” you said, anger noticeably in your voice. You hated the way he was making you feel. You hated how he made you want him once more. You hated him! He raised his eyebrows at your answer.

“What were you talking about with Jimin?” he asked. Why was he asking you that?

 “Not your business. Now fuck off, I’ve class, and so do you” you stated. He smirked at you cynically and breathed in.

 You started walking away when he pulled you back to him, pressing you against the locker, people around looking at both of you.

“Jungkook stop it!” you told him.

 “I made you a question. I want an answer” he said, looking into your eyes.

 What harm could it make to tell him? There was nothing he could do, probably he wouldn’t even care.

 “I invited him to the prom. We are going together” you said and his gaze widened immediately. He didn’t say anything; his grip on your arm was tightening as the seconds flew. “Y-you should do the same. Go find some slut to go with you and maybe you can fuck her around, like you always do. And like you’ve been tried to do to me. I’m not a whore, Jungkook. Leave me alone, I’m tired of your jokes.” you said and went away. You turned around to look at him one last time before entering into the classroom, only to see a standing still and speechless Jungkook.


  You woke up, the ringing of your cell phone filling the silence of your room. You looked at the clock. 02:49 a.m. Who the fuck could be calling you at that time? You grabbed your cell phone, the light blinding you momentarily. Unknown number.

Fuck it, if it was someone I cared about, I would have the number saved.

 You rejected the call and closed your eyes again, trying to go back to sleep. You were almost sleeping again when your phone started ringing again, making you jump. Unknown number. What the fuck? It better be something really important.

“Hello?” you asked harshly.

“Y/N…?” The other voice asked. It was sounding so…lost. Maybe the person was drunk or something. Who was it? It was a man, and he knew you.

 “Who the fuck is it? Why are you calling me? I’m trying to sleep here!” you screamed. The other voice laughed, and your heart stopped beating. You would know that stupid laughing in any place. Jungkook.

“J-Jungkook?” you asked, unbeliever.

“Ding ding! That is me, baby girl” he said. It became more apparent that he was drunk as he spoke. That explained why he was calling, but didn’t explain why he was calling you. You were speechless; he had never called you before. How did he even have your number?

 “Ah, baby girl, I’m fucking mad. I’m gonna fuck you senseless when I see you, I’ll punish you for what you did” he said, voice sounding pathetic. What had you done? You didn’t do anything, what the fuck was he talking about?

“Jungkook, I’ll hang up. Leave me alone you drunk asshole!” you said and hang up. He didn’t try to call you again. You tried to sleep, but couldn’t. What had you done to him? Why did he call you?


 The days were passing and Jungkook hadn’t talked to you anymore. He didn’t go talk to you about why he called you. He didn’t tell you what you’ve done, but honestly, you didn’t wanna know. Somehow, you were getting to avoid him and that was all you wanted. That shit to end up. No more fingering, no more fucking. That had finally gone.  You usually talked with Jimin, getting to know him better.

 It was the prom day and you were freaking out. Your friend had gone with you to a store, to help you buying a new dress. It was black, lacy, short but not enough to say “I’m a slut”. You had tidied your hair, letting it fall freely on your shoulders. You had to admit, you were amazing.  

 Ding dong. The bell rang. Jimin. Fuck fuck fuck. You looked yourself at the mirror one last time and opened the door for him. He was absolutely gorgeous. You felt the needing to kiss him there, but controlled yourself. Somehow.

 “Let’s go, milady?” he asked playfully. You smiled at him and grabbed the hand he was offering you. There was a limousine there. You lost your breath.

 “Oh my God, Jimin, this was not necessary” you whispered, eyes widening.

 “This is nothing. I want this night to be perfect for both of us” he said. Ah, Jimin, always so well. The road there was awesome; he didn’t let the talking die. But at a certain moment, you stopped hearing what he was saying at the thought about last night. Why Jungkook called you?


   Wow, the students really had decorated the place. There was even a light globe. The sound was loud and there were a lot of people already dancing. You greeted your friends and Jimin’s. It was going perfectly well. And then, you saw him. Jungkook, at the dance floor. With some other girl. He was grinding his hips against her. She obviously wanted something else to happen. And for sure he would give it to her later. You rolled your eyes at the sight, focusing on your partner. A couple minutes later, he asked you to dance. You happily agreed, because fuck you loved to dance.

 You started moving, shyly at first, but his hands started touching your hips, pulling you against him.

 “Relax, Y/N, just feel the beat” he whispered into your ear. Shit. He turned you so your back was against his chest. You started rubbing yourself against him, your head resting on his shoulder. You felt yourself getting hot, your warm bodies fitting perfectly against each other. You grabbed the back of his neck, trying to get more of him. You could feel his lips brushing ghostly against your neck and then, he kissed you. You stopped moving immediately. He pulled away and turned you to face him. He leaned in and whispered,

“I’m sorry’. But you were not. You pulled him for one more kiss, he answered it immediately. His hands started lowering, squeezing your ass harshly. His touch was feeling so good you didn’t even think about the people around. You felt his erection against your stomach and gasped. He smirked at your reaction. You pulled away to take a breath and your gaze found Jungkook’s. He was still on the dance floor, dancing with the girl but his look was totally at you. Why is he looking at me? Had he seen you and Jimin?

 “Hey, is there any problem? You got serious suddenly” Jimin whispered on your ear.

 “I’m fine, I just need to use the bathroom” you said and he nodded. You pecked his lips and turned around to go to the bathroom, your body completely sweated. Of course, the hallway was completely empty since everybody was at the gymnasium. God, Jimin felt so good. You entered there and washed your face, fixing your hair and your make up. You left the room and walked back towards the party, but froze as you saw Jungkook coming towards you from the opposite side.

 He grabbed your arms and pushed you roughly against the wall, making you groan a little. You had seen that before. You wouldn’t let that happen again.

 “No! Not again!” you started saying “Do not touch me! You’re not doing anything to me, Jeon Jungkook! I’m with Jimin right now and he is waiting for me, so please let me go” you yelled at him already angry, “Go back to that girl you were grind-“

 “Shut the fuck up! Why are you with him?” he asked, cutting you. The question made your head spin. What?

  “Because I invited him, I already told you that” you said in confusion. “Why did you call me?” you asked and you noticed he tensed up.

 “I was drunk” He said.

“This is obvious” you rolled your eyes.

 He didn’t say anything for a little longer, just staring at you.

 “I was in pain” he whispered.

You furrowed your eyebrows to him. Ok and what does this have to do with me?

 “I didn’t like to know that you were coming with Jimin, Y/N. I didn’t like to see him kissing you that way, feeling your body the way I did.”

 That moment the world stopped. If he didn’t like, it meant he cared. He cared about you. No, this can’t be serious. You waited for him to say that he was joking as always, but he didn’t.

 “Oh yeah? I don’t care. And you don’t either. Why are you doing this to me?” you said and started feeling tears coming up. You were so tired. You had always ignored him, but that was getting impossible. You were starting to feel really pained. “Why? Please let me go, that was just a mistake, sorry I slapped your cheek, but please, stop messing up my mind” you said, holding back the tears the best way you could. Why couldn’t he just let you go back to Jimin?

 “I’m not messing up with you. I’m not kidding, damn it, I actually didn’t like that” he whispered.

 ’Well, there’s nothing I can do about it, Jungkook. I’m not yours” you said and tried to break free from him.

 He pulled you back, holding your hands against his chest as he pressed his body against yours and looked into your eyes.

 “Would you want to be?” he asked.


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