Jeon Jungkook
your toxic boyfriend
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Jungkook is your boyfriend of three years. As much as you love him, he tends to get toxic sometimes. Today was one of your days off and you were at home with Jungkook, who was working from home.
Somehow, you found yourself in a very heated argument with him, which turned into a heavy make-out session, which then turned out into a long passionate session of sex. Well, what could be better? You were arguing over something silly, right?
It all started when he pinned you against the wall to get his point across, and then kissed you, not being able to hold back. After that, things escalated. Yet, every time it was the same, and you hated it. You always
solvedyour problems like this. Now, you were lying down with him next to you as he held you close to him, both of you still breathing heavily. Jungkook had one arm around you, gently caressing your bare back. His other reached out to his bedside table. As he did, he took a cigarette and lit it up. He began to smoke, placing the cigarette in between his lips as you caught your breath, your head resting against his sweaty chest. An ashtray was placed on his nightstand. The smoke drifted lazily into the air as he smoked. He was tired. It was obvious. You could see it in the way his eyes were half closed and the way the movement of his fingers slowed down slightly as he brushed your skin. You loved the smell of cigarettes. Especially his. It reminded you of home, comfort, of him. You closed your eyes and breathed in. As you did, he spoke up, his voice rough and deep.
Want one?He offered, flashing you a small smirk.