what happens in vegas pt. 2
◇ summary: it was supposed to be a weekend of mischief and fun, but when your ex-boyfriend tags along you soon realize that what happens in vegas, doesn’t always stay in vegas
◇ pairing: reader x jungkook
◇ genre: angst, smut, childhood sweethearts
◇ word count: 7.079
◇ warnings: alcohol mention, language, explicit sexual content
◇ a/n: anything in italics is a flashback
“Y/N!” you heard Jungkook shout from somewhere outside in the backyard, “What’s taking so long? Did you go to New York or something? It’s just beer!”
You roll your eyes as you finish pouring beer from the keg into the second cup in your hands, “I’m teaching you patience!”
As soon as the second cup is filled you head back out to where your best friends and impatient boyfriend are waiting for you around the campfire. You take a second to take in the surroundings, knowing that it will be that last summer that all of you get to spend together. Each of you going your separate ways and to separate universities. All your life you had spent waiting for this moment, but now that it was here you weren’t really sure if you ever wanted it to end. These people and this place was all you ever knew and leaving the nest was scary.
But as you watched Jungkook laugh and smile with Namjoon and the others you were glad that at least the two of you would be together. Jungkook’s ears must have started to itch as he turned to look at you, sending you a silent smile as if he knew what you were thinking.
“Y/N!” he shouts, “Thank god you’re back. Namjoon is trying to get all sentimental on us.”
You blink back tears, not realizing you had started to cry as you make your way back to your seat, “Of course he is!”
Jungkook’s arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into his lap before you could settle in the plastic chair next to him. Cheap beer spills out over the lip of the cup and you jab an elbow into his ribs as your canvas shoes are now going to need to be thrown in the wash several times to get the stench out.
“Are you okay?” he whispers as he pulls the hair that had fallen out of your bun off your neck.
You nod, “I’m just feeling a little sad, that’s all.”
Your boyfriend intertwined his fingers into yours and squeezes, “Don’t worry, we have all summer.”
“Will the two of you please get a room!” someone shouts.
“Fuck off!” Jungkook fires back.
Namjoon shakes his head, “Honestly, I never thought the two of you would last.”
“Why do you say that?” you ask even though you already know the answer.
Jungkook’s best friend smirks, “The two of you are polar opposites but also made for each other at the same time. I mean, if the two of you don’t end up married with a bunch of kids there is seriously something fucked up in the universe.”
The words make a large bunny like smile appear across your boyfriend’s face, “No one else would be able to put up with her so I think I am really doing everyone else a favor by marrying her”
The confidence in his answer makes you snort, “Look who’s talking.”