Song: Your Love by Little Mix. (I recommend, it’s really good:))
Any songs you want, let me know!!
Warnings: Slight smut, stress.
Genre: Fluff, College AU
Word Count: 4186
“If I ain’t got nothin’, Least I got you.”
You were sitting at your kitchen table, your books and sheets of paper scattered so there was no wood peeking through. You thought being in your third year of college would make things easier, but you were proven wrong. The exams coming up that you had to study for, the hours you had to work to at least get something to eat and stay healthy, the stress was getting to you and you wanted to rip your eyeballs out and throw them out the window. You were lucky you didn’t have work today or you might have actually been tempted to rip out your eyeballs. You sighed and rested you chin on your fist, looking around your apartment that you shared with your boyfriend.
You apartment wasn’t small, but it wasn’t big either. It has one bedroom, one bathroom, the living room, the kitchen, a closet filled with a washing machine and dryer, and a few decorations here and there. You had the furniture you needed and could afford. You guys were happy in your little home. Sometimes the rent got a little high for you guys and you both needed to work extra shifts and it bummed you both out, not being able to see each other for a few days at a time. But when those extra shifts were over and you go to hold each other, you both were happy. Both of your jobs gave you the amount of money to survive, get food and the necessities for the house. But it also stressed you both out when you wanted to spend a little money on the other. Just a few weeks ago Jungkook was upset that he couldn’t buy you something extravagant for your birthday. Or when you guys wanted to go out for dinner but couldn’t because you both knew the little money you both had, should be saved to keep a roof over your heads and food in your mouths. But it always worked out because Jungkook would light a candle in the middle of the table and and you both would enjoy your cup of ramen. At the end you both knew, you just wanted each other.
“Deeper than oceans, As sweet as devotion, It’s all I need. You pull me close, And there’s no way that I can describe; What your love makes me feel like.”
You hadn’t realized it had gotten late until you heard the door open a close. Your head quickly looks at the clock by the TV. 8:03pm. You sigh and rake your fingers through your hair as you stare lazily at the open textbook before you. You snap back into reality when you feel those familiar hands on your shoulder, massaging lightly before kissing the same spot.
“Baby, you’re in the same exact spot you were in when I left for work. At seven-thirty in the morning. Have you gotten up at all?” Jungkook asks you, looking over your shoulder at the mess before you both. When you mumble something about getting up on occasion to use the bathroom, it doesn’t help settle his worry. “Have you eaten?” When you don’t reply, he sighs and kissing the top of your head before going to the kitchen. He starts to boil enough water for the both of you and takes out two cups of ramen from the cupboard. While the water boils, Jungkook takes off his jacket and leaves it on the counter before going back to you. He sits in the seat before you, waiting for you to look up. And when you don’t he chuckles sweetly at your concentrated face. Your teeth biting down on the cap of the highlighter that’s in your hand. Your hair loose and tucked behind your ear, your face bare of any makeup. Your pretty little face that he never gets tired of looking at. “I’m going to help you study.”
Your head finally snapped up to look at him, after his statement. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at him with a tilt of your head. “And how do you plan on doing that?” You smiled and giggled. Words couldn’t describe how he made you feel. He was caring, kind, funny, a meme, a bunny, a kid at times but he knew when to be serious and the past two years of your life were the best. He was there for you through your struggles of college and work or life in general. And you were there for him.
“We’re going to do it how we watched in that movie the other night.” His smile turned into a wide smirk. Your eyes widen in shock as you feel your cheeks start to heat up. You bit your lip to hide your excited smile. “You know how it works, I ask you a question; if you get it right, I strip. If you get it wrong, you strip.”
You couldn’t help the wide smile that spreads on your face as you nod, handing over your set of flashcards before he helped you put everything away. In order, luckily he knew by now how you liked your studying notes to be placed. He made sure to shuffle the cards while he fixed the way he was seated, shuffling the order you had to make sure you don’t cheat. You sat leaning forward, elbows on the table and your hands locked together, chin resting on the fist. He clears his throat before sending you a wide smile and nods once enthusiastically. The questions he reads out is luckily the one you had been studying before he walked through the door. Since you got it right, he was the first to strip. “This is gonna be a good one.” He praised as he leaned down, doing something under the table. A few seconds later he raised his arm and threw the article of clothing at you; socks. You grumble in disgust as he laughs at your reaction. He winks at you after you tell him to make it a little more exciting next time. The next question, you got it wrong. And since you had less clothing than him, you had to opt for taking off your sweatshirt, well Jungkook’s but it was still on your body, your tank top still on. The game continued. Right then, you were left in your tank top and underwear, Jungkook in just his underwear. He started to read the question before he was cut off by the smoke alarm. You both quickly got up and sped to the kitchen. You attended the stove turning it off and grabbing the empty pot, smoke coming from it, while Jungkook waved his t-shirt at the alarm, trying to get it to shut off. Once it’s shut off Jungkook sighs and looks to you.
“Kookie, what was in here?”
He opens his mouth then shuts it and bites his lip. “… Water.”
“Babe, how the hell do you burn water?”
“Late up on Sunday and workin’ on Monday, Let’s pack up and run away, Just me and you.”
When you got home from work Monday evening, you immediately collapsed onto the couch, much to exhausted to make it to your bedroom. You looked at the clock on the TV, telling you it was 4:00pm. You sighed and tucked your legs under you as you untied your hair. Jungkook wasn’t due to be home until around eight, so you had a good four hours to yourself, but you wanted him there with you now.
You hadn’t realized you fell asleep until you woke up by the sound of the door shutting. You sit up and turn around to see Jungkook with his head hanging down. He took off his shoes before he looked up at you and you gasped at the sight. You quickly get up and walk to him, cupping his face as he licks his cut lip. He had a bruise on his cheek and on his jaw as well as a cut on his lip. “Baby, I’m fine.”
“What the hell happened?” You asked as you pulled him to your room and sat him on the bed. You quickly rushed to the freezer, grabbing a few ice in a towel then running back to your bedroom. You hold it against his face, his hand wrapped around your wrist and his eyes closed as he leans into the cold towel.
“Some asshole started a fight at the shop today. When I told him to get the hell out, he didn’t take it so well.” He mumbles as he scratches at the back of his neck. Jungkook’s job took place in the bad part of town, but it paid well and that’s why he stayed there. There were always men or women there trying to steal or start fights with other customers. Some would come in trying to sell drugs or themselves. Jungkook was even caught up in a armed robbery, luckily he wasn’t behind the cash register but still, he was there and the gun was also pointed at him. You told him countless of time when things like this happened to quit. That you’d take care of everything until he found a new job. But he couldn’t add more stress to you, so he stayed put. You told him not to worry about me but to think about his safety. He still disagreed and stayed at that retched place. He felt as if he needed to help bring things to the table. Even if it was for a few weeks where he couldn’t help, he would feel guilty and didn’t want to make you the only one working in the apartment.
You sigh. “Kookie.” You mumble and play with his hair. You climb into the bed and lay on your back, pulling him so his head lays on your chest. You play with his hair and hold the ice to his face still. One of his arm is wrapped around your waist while the other still holds your wrist in place. “I love you, Jungkook.”
“I love you too, Y/N.”
You guys stayed in that position for hours, not wanting to let him go. You wanted to comfort him like he’s done multiple times for you. He always held you close and kissed your face when you were down, always making sure to let you know everything was going to be okay. And you just wanted him to know that too. You wanted him to know just how much you loved him, because words weren’t enough for you. But he knew. He knows. He knows how much you love him and You know how much he loves you.
You mumbled sweet words into his hair and kissed his hair, then his forehead then his cheeks. Being careful to not kiss to hard on his bruises. He lifted his head to kiss you, the slight taste of blood coming from his lip. You continued to make out until the sound of his stomach growling roamed the air causing you to chuckle and his cheeks becoming a bright pink. “I’ll make dinner.”
It was that Friday, that you came home to find Jungkook packing a bag. Panic immediately ran through your body. Where was he going? Was he leaving you? Was he over everything?
You stood in the doorway and watched as he continued to pack clothes. You waited to see if he’d notice you standing there, watching him pack clothes for God knows what. “Jungkook?”
He immediately stopped in his tracks and turned to you. “Hey baby.” He gave you a bright smile.
“What are you doing?” You asked in a quiet voice and stared at the clothes in his hand. You were scared. You thought he was leaving you alone in this apartment that held so many memories of the past years you’ve two shared.
He looks down at the clothes after he saw you staring at. He let out a small gasp and looked at your worried face. You eyes slightly glossy, but not enough for someone to think you were crying. But he knew. You were biting your lip as you waited for his answer, never taking your eyes off of the clothes. He throws the clothes onto the open bag and walked over to you. He cups your face in his hands and immediately brings your lips to his. He slouches down to reach your lips and holds your head close to his. He pulls away slowly, keeping his lips hovered over yours. “Your stuff is already packed.” He points to the floor by the bed. Another bag already packed and ready to go. “I did your stuff first because I knew you’d need more stuff than I, and it’d take longer to pack. We’re going away for the weekend.” He gives you that bright smile, teeth and all.
“Oh.. I thought…” You don’t finish your sentence in embarrassment, giving him a shy smile before you look back down at the ground.
“I know what you thought. Don’t think like that.” He chuckles softly under his breath before kissing you forehead then going back to his clothes. “Now get changed into something comfortable, we’re going to our happy place.”
You lit up after hearing his statement. You quickly changed out of your work clothes and changed into a sweatshirt and tights. You waited for him to be done and when he was, he took hold of both your bags and led you to his pickup-truck. He through the bags into the back then you both climb into the vehicle. You guys listened to music loudly, and screamed the lyrics out. People in passing cars looked at you weirdly, but you both didn’t care. You guys were happy.
It took you guys about forty-five minutes to get the “happy place”. You both hopped out of the car and stared at the view. The mountain top showing the perfect view of the city, the sparkling lights, the passing cars and airplanes. The sky almost touching the horizon, almost set. The little stars peeking through the sky, waiting for it to get dark before brightening up. You smile at Jungkook before wrapping you arm around his waist and he your shoulders. This is where Jungkook took you, two years ago, when he asked you to be his girlfriend. You both came here multiple times before then, hiking when you found the hidden space and decided to drive up the mountain more often to just star gaze. This was both of your escape place. You both loved the scenery and the lack of communication to the outside world from your little bubble. There were countless occasions where you both would camp here, sleeping in the back of his truck with mountains of blankets and pillows.
“Why’d you decide to come here this weekend?” You asked as you looked up at him, your chin resting on his shoulder. You took in his appearance. His slight messed up hair, probably from running his fingers through it from stress at work. His eyes light and reflecting the lights from the building, his lips parted and slightly chapped, his nose and cheeks slightly red from the cold. He looked down at you and gave you a tight lipped smile.
“I think we both could use the break. We’re both done with our last exams of the year, so no more studying.” He gave you a pointed look to which you smiled a blushed at. “And we both had the weekend off, so I thought we could use the weekend to get away from the stress.”
You grab his chin between you thumb and forefinger and bring his lips down to yours in a chaste kiss. He smiles against you lips before opening the door of the trunk. He climbs in and lays out the blankets and pillows before telling you to come in. You sit with your back to the car, lets spread out in front of you with the blankets covering them. Your shoes left at the edge of the trunk. You head lays on Jungkook’s shoulder, his head atop of yours, as you watch the sunset. The orange sky mixed with pinks and purple and blues. The stars becoming brighter and the lights becoming more evident as the sky gets darker. The sight took your breath away.
“Thank you.” You say as the sun starts to hide behind the horizon. The sky still orange around the edge and it looked amazing.
“What for, baby?” He asks as he moves his head so his lips are against your hair.
“For everything.” You say and you can feel the smile on his face against your head.
“You deserve the world, Y/N.” He mumbles and holds you tighter.
“You’re my world.” You giggle at your cheesiness, and look up to see him laughing as well. “I know it’s cheesy, but you make me the happiest person on the planet and I wouldn’t change anything. Nothing at all, because you make everything so worth while.” You ramble but are cut off by Jungkook’s lips.
“If it weren’t for you, Y/N, I’d still be doing shit in school and would’ve never gotten my life together. So, thank you. Because without you, I wouldn’t be the guy I am today. Happy and in love.”
You both were so overwhelmed with love and happiness and passion, that all you both wanted to do was get lost in each other.
“Come over ‘cause I want it all over my body. Boy, there ain’t no heartache you can’t undo.”
He pulls you onto his lap, never breaking the kiss. You straddled his hips, his hands on your waist. He roams your body. Hands on your waist, your back, your chest, your thighs, your face, everywhere. You pulled his shirt over his head, your hands resting on his chest while you go back to the warmth of his lips on yours. Your sweatshirt was soon discarded, your bare chest against his.
You’re soon laid onto your back, your head resting against the pillows and back against the cold blanket. He lifts your left leg to wrap around his waist, his weight being held by his elbows that are by your head. Your hands run through his hair and down his bare, broad chest. Your hot skin against his, lips molded together, not letting go until you’re in dire need of breath. Both your hands roam the other’s body, making sure to feel every inch of the skin you love so much.
You get lost in each other. Warm hands gliding across soft skin, clothes discarded to the side of the truck, breathless moans and words of love being exchanged. Kisses left all over bodies and marks and bruises exchanged. You made love. You showed each other just how much the other meant to the other. Word’s weren’t enough for you both. You both didn’t know how to express to the other. The amount of small gifts that you could afford, the words “I love you”, the time together, it didn’t seem enough to the two of you, so you showed that love through slow, passionate, sensual sex. You both helped the other through everything life through at you guys, so you both felt like you needed to show just how much you loved the other.
You were there for him through his fighting days, through his lack of motivation to finish college, through his lack of communication because he was never one to have a full relationship where he felt the way he did with you. He had relationships in the past, but they always ended badly because of his lack of communication and loyalty to the relationship, not cheating; he just didn’t care enough to try. That was until you showed up in his morning class that he was half asleep in, your hair in a lazy pony tail and face bare of any makeup. He was instantly drawn to you because unlike all the other girls, you had a smile on your face even though it was eight o’clock in the morning. Ever since then, nearly three years ago, you have been a part of his life he hopes to never lose.
And the same with you. You had just gotten out of a relationship a few months prior and were convinced guys sucked and you were never going to find the right one. That was until you found Jungkook sitting a few seats away from where you usually sit. At first, you had troubles with Jungkook. He didn’t like to talk about his feelings, he always got into fights every other week and wouldn’t let you in. But you didn’t give up. He showed you how to be happy again and how to live freely. You finally lectured him, telling him that he couldn’t let his life go to shit and he couldn’t like you one day and not the other. He told you he loved you so much it scared him. You couldn’t let him go and that was that.
The point is; you both mean so much to each other. You couldn’t just not be with the other. It was like Hell on Earth and you both needed the other.
You laid your head on his bare, sweaty chest. Both of your naked bodies under the blanket, staring at the star lit sky. The lights of the many building vibrant in the dark sky. His arm was wrapped around your waist and the other under his head. After staring at the sky and horizon line for minutes straight, you move your head to rest your chin on Jungkook’s chest. You draw little shapes on his chest as the hand that rested on your waist now plays with your hair that lays on your back, fingers brushing against the skin ever so softly. You look to his face to see a soft smile on his lips, his eyes staring at your face.
“What?” You ask softly, biting your lip to stop the smile from becoming evident. You lay your cheek on his chest so you’re staring at his face now, the smile becoming wider as he moves his hand to rest on your cheek.
“Nothing, baby.” He whispers as he pushes away the hair that fell onto your face. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Oh, stop it.” Your cheeks heat up and you look away from his face, now looking at his chest again.
“You are Y/N. Thank you for staying with me.”
“I love you, Jungkook.” You say as you reach up to brush away the sweaty hair from his forehead, then run your finger down his cheek.
He kisses your cheek. “I love you, Y/N.”
“Come and kiss me like the first time, It’s what your love makes me feel like.”
-3 Years Later-
You sat in your kitchen, waiting for the food to cook. You bite on your finger nails and smile down at your hand when a reflect of the light catches your eye. You look down at your new engagement ring, not too big but not small either. Just right, and you were the happiest person alive right now.
After you and Jungkook graduated college, you both stayed in that apartment for another year, before you bought the house you live in now. You both now have you dream jobs, something you both thought wouldn’t happen. When you both saved enough money, you finally dumped that apartment and not so good neighborhood, then moved into your house. You both loved the house dearly and thought of it as your dream home. It was the biggest house on the block, but it was a decent size for the two of you and any future kids or family that may come to visit.
It wasn’t until a few weeks ago where you thought something weird was going on with Jungkook. He was going out more with the guys and being secretive, to where it scared you. When he took you back to your happy place, filled with candles and a blanket picnic, and got down on one knee, did it start to make sense. You shed a few tears at his words and question and gladly said yes.
You both were so damn happy.
When you were in the middle of cutting peppers, you felt those familiar arms wrap around your waist. You put the knife down and turned around, those familiar lips meeting yours, always feeling that same spark you did when you two first kissed, six years ago. You smile against his lips and he mocks your actions and kisses you cheek.
You sighed contently as he took off his jacket and told you about his day at work. You smiled as he talked so contently, his smile on his face as he rolled up his sleeves of his dress shirt. You couldn’t help the wide smile that plays over your face as you stare at him.
“Future wife, what’s got you so happy?”