Pairing: Jungkook (main) x Reader (OT7 BTS) x Hoseok
Genre: Purge!AU, angst, slight fluff
Warnings: mentions of unstable family life (more to be added in later chapters)
Word Count: 1,800 (so exact)
One of your brothers best friends, play boy, fuck boy, heart
breaker. He practically screamed dangerous, but there wasn’t a moment in the
day you weren’t able to think about him and his perfectly chiselled jaw,
muscular body and delicious thighs. He was danger.
How your brother, Hoseok, ended up hanging out with someone
like him and his friends, was a
question that remained unanswered. Hoseok was a sunshine, happy all the time
and wanting to make everyone around him happy. Until he met Jungkook and his
gang. They turned him into everything he wasn’t. He started drinking, started
partying more than he should, got into fights and came home with a black eye
and multiple bruises, playing with girls hearts, fucking them one night then
dumping them the next. He came home with a tattoo one night, your parents
brushed it off, telling him to cover it up when he goes out. The next week he
came home with another. The next night, three more, the cycle kept going until
he was covered in inks, they were beautiful and each held meaning to him – but your
parents didn’t see that.
He was still your brother, still your Hoseok, only he was so much more different.
Your parents weren’t taking any of it. They were rich, we all
know what they’re like. Snobby, wanting nothing more but money and being on the
front paper and news, making their faces known. That’s exactly what they were
like. They wanted to be perfect, be seen as perfect, have the most expensive
clothes hanging on their bodies, being seen as perfect.
But they were far from perfect. Home life wasn’t perfect. Ever
since Hoseok had started hanging out with those ‘hooligans’ he’d been the
center of most of the fights that happened in your household. His behavior
made your father furious, Hoseok would never listen to him or his words, he
would never listen to your mother either. Your parents would be yelling
downstairs as you’d be in your room trying to drown out the noise of glass
shattering and screaming. Hoseok would walk into your room without a word and
hug you, holding you close letting you know he’d be there for you and that he’d
sorry. You’d fall asleep in your brother’s arms and wake up with some breakfast
by your table and a note from him saying he’d stay away for a bit so the
fighting would calm down. But it’d all start up again the second he walked in
through those doors.
day it was too much. They kicked him out, placed his bag on the front door and
told him to go. You tried to stop them from doing do, you really did – but nothing
could change their minds. He left for good. Your parents warned you not to go
and see him, to leave him be, that you needed to be the child who ‘remained
pure’ in the public eye but it’s not like you’d listen. He was your brother and he’d always be.
time you’d met Jungkook was when your parents were away from home and on a
business trip and the guy’s thought it was a good idea to barge into your home
and throw a party. Obviously, Hoseok didn’t disagree, instead he dragged you
down and told you to loosen up and make friends, “but don’t get drunk, one of
us needs to be sober” he told you.
he had told his friends that because when you attempted to open the bathroom
door, Jungkook came into view while he was pulling his boxers up his body, his
jeans hanging low on his thighs and being slightly covered in sweat, causing
you too look away with your jaw threatening to open in shock “You’re Hobi’s
sister, yeah? He never told me how hot you were,” he smirked, pulling his jeans
up and zipping them up.
of his fucked up friends, am I right?” you spoke through gritted teeth, wanting
him to hurry up so you could go into the bathroom that probably smelt like sex
and sweat now.
uptight much?” he chuckled, ruffling his hair and leaning against the bathroom
door, “That’s not how you greet attractive strangers these days, baby girl,” he
held out his hand, “Jungkook. Jeon Jungko-”
you move out of the way? I need to use the bathroom. Take your fuck toy with
you.” You said rather angrily.
pointed to the girl who was on the floor of your bathroom passed out with the
strap of her dress down her shoulder.
“She has a name baby girl.” He chuckled before
stepping aside and walking off before turning around to you, “Good luck taking
care of her. Oh, and if she asks for me, tell her I went home or some bullshit.
Nice meeting you baby girl.” Jungkook winked and continued walking off leaving
you to take care of the girl on the floor.
March 20th 2017 | 11:18 AM
until Purge night. It came around sooner than you expected. It’d been about
three months since Hoseok had been kicked out. He barely had money and you didn’t
expect any of his ‘gang’ to have much either, the least you could do was find
them a safe place for the twelve hours of the Purge. You parked your car out in
front of their ‘house’ and walked to the front door. What you didn’t expect was
the door to be opened by a shirtless Hoseok with a gun in his hand.
fuck are you doing with that?!” You gasped.
“Hi to you
too baby sis,” he rolled his eyes and gave you a kiss on your forehead before
stepping aside and let you come in. “Hey, sorry. But – why are you holding a
god damn gun? You’re not seriously going to-”
yeah we are,” Jungkook smirked at you as he swirled a knife in his hand. “Wanna
join us sweet cheeks?”
going to punch you. Stop trying to pick up my sister, that’s disgusting Kook.”
don’t blame me.”
Hobi’s been able to keep her away from you for so long. Jungkook would have
fucked her by now,” a pink haired Namjoon came out from the kitchen with a
bottle of beer in his hand. He’d dyed his hair again, it was blonde last time
you’d seen him.
on this is gross. Don’t talk about fucking her.” Hoseok whined, the idea just
I talk to you, Hobi? In private.”
on.” He ushered you into his room before closing the door and sitting down on
his bed. “What’s up sis?”
Jungkook serious? About you-” you took in a deep breath before saying, “you
going out and purging…”
of us are safe in this so called house. It’s breaking down and so easy to break
into. What’s the point of staying when we’re gonna be killed easily? Besides the
guys know what they’re doing. It’s not the first Purge they’ve gone through
the point Hoseok. It might not be the first Purge they’ve gone through, but it
is yours. You wouldn’t even be able
to kill someone, I know you wouldn’t be
able too. Let me help, I won’t tell mum and dad – just let me find you and the
guy’s a place for the twelve hours Hoseok. Security and everything…” you
begged, you couldn’t live with the thought knowing you not finding a safe place
for him resulted in him dying that night.
“Look, I appreciate
you worrying, Y/N. I really do. But, I want to. I want to Purge this year. It’s
one day a year where I can do what I want without being locked up. Everything that
has happened in the last few months has me so mad, you-you don’t even know half
the anger I feel right now. We all
want to Purge. Let me do it.”
are you serious? Are you sure?”
positive Y/N. I trust the guys with my life. They wouldn’t let me go if I was
in danger. I know they wouldn’t. I’ll be fine yeah?” Hoseok took your hands
into his, squeezing yours to reassure you but you couldn’t get rid of the sick
feeling in your stomach. You only nodded back at him, not finding the words to
“Now go on
home, don’t come out yeah? You better be home in your room, promise?”
me.” He smiled and wrapped his arms around you tightly. Neither of you pulled
away. This could be the very last time you two could see each other.
“I love you
Hobi, please-please stay safe.”
“I love you
too sis. You stay safe too. Stay with mum and dad, yeah?” you nodded back at
him. “Come on, I’ll walk you out.”
his room’s door and walked you out the front door to your car. “I’ll see you in
a few day’s time, I promise. You know I never break my promises.”
Hobi, I know.” You smiled and hugged him again before pulling back, a sad smile
overtaking your features. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry about me. NoW go go go,
get your little ass back home.”
me, don’t you? Forever and always am I right?”
always Hoseok, forever and always.”
March 21st 2017 | 5:58 PM
One hour and
two minutes until the Purging started. The day was finally here. How stupid of
your parents to have you go and guy god damn groceries at this time of night. Did
they want you killed?
the door closed as you sat down and placed the key into the hole and turned it
to the side. “What the fuck?”
again. Nothing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! This can’t be happening, fuck!” You rummaged
around your bag to find your phone. With shaky hands you dialled your mum’s
The number you are calling is
currently unavailable. Please try again later.
You hung up
and tried your fathers.
The number you are calling is
Hoseok’s but he didn’t pick up either. You glanced down at the time. 6:03 PM. No
one was going to come and get you at this time, no shops were open either, and
everything closed an hour or so before the Purge.
You got out of your car and grabbed your purse,
opting to run all the way home even though you knew there was no way you were
going to make it home by running in an hours time.
a:n/ okay the first part/chapter is kind of boring but i promise the next chapters won’t be! i hope you all enjoy this series because honestly i’m so excited to write it! i’ve been pretty dead with inspiration so i hope after this i’ll be writing the requests again!
i’m not tying to copy @jungblue with this fic at all (cause her purge fic is oh my god so amazing, go read it if you haven’t!) i’ve always wanted to write a purge!AU but i’ve been stuck for a plot, but damn here y’all go. hopefully this won’t flop cause i’ really excited for it!
I’m none too good with introductions, always had trouble with “About Me’s” on Facebook or in school, so bare with me. Especially now, being in prison for a few years, my “likes” have somewhat been changed. I like prison coffee (Boston’s best freeze dried with 3-4 scoops of powder creamer & 2 sweet & lows [cold]), batch (food ordered out of canteen, made into meals, opposed to prison slop), my music at this time is limited to top 40 noise & whatever they play on the TV…although my musical taste is eclectic, encompassing almost everything with the exception of country/folk/jazz/pop. Working out to the point of exhaustion to sleep soundly, & self educating myself. I take a great deal of interest in Russian history/culture, specifically in Politics (Marx, Lenin, Trotsky, etc.) I tried to teach myself Russian about a year ago, learned the alphabet, failed at everything else. My favorite animal is a Panda, my favorite color is Green, favorite food is BBQ, favorite book(s) are The Dark Tower series by Stephen King, favorite movie(s) are Boondock Saints, V for Vendetta, and Green Street Hooligans. I’m 22, doing double life, very much a geek who would very much enjoy conversing with other geeks, I have very strong counter-culture views on society and the world at large, I’m extremely dark humored, well-read, and easy going. I don’t wish to be some novelty, a shiny toy if you will, to play with for a time before discarding. I like consistency, someone who is interested in maintaining a long-term correspondence with me. I need not money nor worldly objects, simply the solidarity that comes from a true friendship. That is all I desire.
Take care, Steven (DOB 11/09/1991)
Steven Spader OS01705691 863618-4A-North P.O. Box 861 Trenton, NJ 08625