《The Other Man | Jungkook X Reader》37: Falling
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"Do you want to talk about it?"
Her comparatively colder hands rested on my palm lying on my thigh, rubbing against it in an assuring way.
We had been sitting on the bench outside for the past fifteen minutes. Which means that it's been fifteen minutes, since I did the most stupidest thing.
"Are you going to kiss me again if I call you by your name?" She chuckles softly and I feel the sides of the corner of my lips turn up a slight bit.
It's always her laugh that I can never go against, even if the Earth was dying or Panda Express decided to not deliver anymore.
She makes me happy. She really does.
"Maybe" I reply and she lets out a huge dramatic gasp, covering her mouth with her tiny hands.
She pauses for a while, sensing that I might need some time to comprehend whatever has happened and prepare for the thing that is going to happen in a whi—
"Taehyung, you need to tell it out to make everything clear, because my side sure as hell is as transparent as glass."
I leave out a sigh and gather whatever courage I had left out in me.
"I like you, y/n. Ever since our childhood. It didn't matter if you were gone without any notice— which by the way, thanks." I said sarcastically and she gives me a sad smile.
"My mom was shot."
That is, definitely not the correct way to tell someone something. Scratch that. Bombing an information on someone.
"By my dad. In front of my eyes. And dad shot himself later, when he told me to sit on his lap. So I witnessed that when I was sitting right on his lap; to the side of his forehead." she added.
Shit.
That is why she had to leave out of thin air.
Her parents were killed right in front of her.
"Y/n, i'm so sorry"
I really was.
"You don't have to be. I'm trying my best to be past that, Taehyung. I wont say I'm fine, because I wont lie to you.
I just didn't accept any of it. I kept denying to talk about it which made me neglect to even accept my parents' death."
"You have me. And you have Jungkook, your kookie."
I regretted every single time I was angry on her for not telling me before she left with her aunt.
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I assumed the kookie that she kept talking about surely knew where she was but no.
He was just as confused when I showed up in the park she always mentioned about meeting him, with my tiny fists trying to be a man while still being a small eight year old, almost ready to beat the shit out of him for knowing where my Bubu had gone.
He was always The Other Man, in my life. Always. I was the one who came into her life first. I was the one who gave up all of my ice creams being the clumsy she was. I was the one who she wanted to play dress-up with.
It was me all along, until kookie decided to show up.
It was also me, who first recognised Bubu when she was standing in the hallway mindlessly. Again, I was the one who was the bridge to her and kookie's meet.
It wasn't until recent had I known that Jungkook, aka my Best Friend, my half-brother, my buddy, my— okay you get the point; is the kookie I've been cursing ever since childhood.
The Other Man
And yet, I'm happy for them to finally reconcile with each other.
I've known Jungkook inside out and he can't be better than anyone else for my BuBu.
"I like Jungkook, Taehyung. And i'm really sorry if I ever lead you on. It has always been Jungkook."
Obviously.
It indeed, has always been Jungkook.
"You don't have to worry about it, y/n. I was stupid to do what I did. I wasn't thinking and I clearly wasn't in my senses."
She smiled, got on her feet and extended her hand to me. "Bubu needs huggie"
"Of course, she does"
Jungkook pov
"Shall we resume?" I ask her shamelessly, not even a second after she steps inside the room.
"Give me a break baby. My lips might fall off of my face" she says and places herself on my lap.
Way to go. No kisses and she's making me horny.
"Kiss me" she says making me chuckle. "Weren't your lips about to fall off?" "Kiss me now, or you're sleeping on the couch"
It wasn't the couch I was concerned about. Heck, even I knew that I'd end up cuddling with her in bed.
Her fingers slid under my hair, making a fist of it and I moan against her mouth. She pulls back for a second with an amused look on her face.
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"Did you just moan Jungkook?"
"Heck yeah I did"
And just like that, our lips find their way towards each other yet again.
After another make out session, bickering about fuzzy socks and fighting over choosing a movie later, here we are, me against the head rest of the bed while her side lays on top of chest.
"Taehyung and I kissed" she blurts out and my eyes widen. "You really have to rephrase that, y/n"
"Well, Taehyung kissed me, but he wasn't thinking."
I knew Taehyung had a thing for her and I definitely felt bad when I kept discussing about how I was going to let her know about my feelings to her through the song I've written with him and the rest of the members.
They knew too.
We just, couldn't.
Nobody could tell anything since he just kept quite about it. I did talk to him in personal but he just wouldn't stop denying the fact that he does feel for her. I couldn't help him. Though I almost backed out telling her about mine after realising Taehyung did too.
"I told him about mom and dad." I nodded and she continued to blabber.
"Well, ever since childhood, i've always had this feeling that he maybe felt a little jealous of kookie since I kept ranting about everything to him."
"Wait, you spoke about me to him?" "Well yeah? Isn't that obvious?"
"Pfft, no?"
"It should be. So anyways, one day when he slept over in my bed—" "he slept in your bed?"
"Baby, we were eight."
She rolled her eyes and I nodded again, giggling knowing how much she's hating this.
"Okay, back to the point. So that day, he kept calling kookie the 'other man' and I didn't really catch on that back then, but now thinking about it, maybe he thinks that you are the 'Other Man' like he said.
So, I made it clear and told him how much I love you, so that's not a prob—"
Shutting her mouth with mine, I hovered above her, my body fully pressing against hers. Our lips moulded against each other like it was meant to stay that way and both of us melted into the beautiful trance that we were in, forgetting everything else happening in the world.
And just to play around,
"Do you think I'm the Other Man?" I ask her, purposefully keeping my voice and face straight, although I really doubt that my face cooperated.
"Baby you're my Only Man."
I put my lips against hers, again, for the nth time now. Who's complaining though? Not me.
"I love you too" I mumble against her lips and I can feel her smiling on my skin.
3rd person pov
"Jungkook, thanksgiving is all about turkey and this is my first thanksgiving dinner so let me go" she whined while laying under his bare body.
His back was all of her scratches and her neck. Oh god her neck was filled with his marks. Hickeys.
"No, thanksgiving is about all about being thankful so let me show what I'm most thankful about" he says continuing his way down her neck.
"Baby" she moaned in pleasure when he took in her right nip into his mouth and he loved everything about it. Oh how good he made her feel all the fucking time.
Removing the last piece of clothing on her body, he delicately slid inside her just like he did the first time, which was against the very nice wall of her previous bedroom.
Now, they had moved in.
It's been almost an year and a half since and everything has been rainbows and chocolate glazed donuts for them.
"Fuck" he groaned as they moved along in sync, "you feel so good, baby. It's not even a joke anymore"
No, Jungkook might come out as needy and horny all the time but he just couldn't help it.
He's been away for the tour since the past month after all and god did he not whine about missing her cuddles, lips and something else which I simply oblige to tell it out.
"I've missed you" he says in a ragged tone. "Fuck"
"R-right there" she moaned slowly arching her back when he hit just the right spot. "Oh i missed you so fucking much."
It went so well for the next ten minutes. Until a strong, very unpleasant smell took over their nasal senses and just for a moment, they stopped their doings and just stared at each other for a moment.
"Jungkook!!!! The turkey!!"
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