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"You are a really a stubborn cookie."
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♪ Colder By Nina Nesbitt ,
Smut part :  Soakin Wet by
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love you dangerously & Suffer ♪

Author pov, next day

After Y/n's encounter with Jungkook yesterday, her curiosity about him only grows stronger, and her unexplainable magnetism of attraction amplifies. She finds herself turning to the internet in search of more information about the enigmatic boxer who has captured her attention. With a few keystrokes, she navigates to a search engine and types in his name, her fingers trembling slightly with anticipation: Jungkook.

The search results reveal a mix of articles and social media profiles, offering glimpses into Jungkook's life and career. Jeon Jungkook. His full name. Y/n's eyes scan her computer screen, absorbing and soaking up the details like a sponge as she delves deeper into his world.

Y/n discovers that Jungkook is in his early thirties. She wonders what experiences have shaped him into the man he is today, intrigued by the mysteries and aura he's giving.

Biography

Full Name: Jeon Jungkook

Date of Birth: 1/9/1994

Place of Birth: Seoul, South Korea

Current Age: 30 

Nationality: Korean

Residence: Shadowvale

Family: Parents deceased ,siblings deceased and no children. 

Marital Status: Single. 

Education: Shadowvale High School & Seoul Sports College Occupation: Professional Boxer

Achievements: Shadowvale School Boxing Championship & Valedictorian, Regional Championship - Jungkook wins the East Asian Boxing Association (EABA) in Featherweight Championship under 20s & in Lightweight Championship under 20s . This title represents a regional championship within the East Asian boxing circuit, including countries like South Korea, Japan, China, and others in the region. Winning this title elevates Jungkook's status within the local boxing scene and positions him as a contender for national and international recognition. Top ranking for national Lightweight in South Korea. 

Interests/Hobbies: Boxing, Biking & Travelling

Personal Traits: Determined , Resilient & Passionate

Moto: I rather die than live without passion ,  Forever young, wild & free. 

Social Media: Instagram name @koriderjk & for business purposes contact Trainer Kim +82 018 xxxx xxxx or email jkboxingpro94@ gmail. com

Jungkook's online presence paints a picture of a dedicated and disciplined athlete, known for his prowess in the boxing ring. Y/n learns about his humble beginnings and his rise to fame, admiring his tenacity and hard work. His career is self-made and self-taught, but what is sketchy about this guy is his family history, which is like almost zero info on the internet—more like a blip. He only says in his past interviews that he worked hard since he was a child from a small town and has been a prodigy ever since, despite his hardships. His exact hardships aren't defined and specified. How mysterious.

Y/n's search also uncovers a darker side to Jungkook's career—a controversy that nearly cost him everything. She reads with growing horror about the incident where Jungkook's opponent was left in a coma after a brutal match, sparking outrage and calls for Jungkook to be banned from boxing. Those were the darkest days of his career. His mouth is zipped shut tight about it to the media. The cause and reasons are still unknown, making everything more shrouded in a fog of mystery.

As she reads headlines and articles detailing the fallout from the controversy, even though there isn't much detail, Y/n feels a mix of emotions—shock, disbelief, and a twinge of fear. Could this be the downfall of Jeon Jungkook? The media speculates. He rested from regional and national championships for a while, like 5 years. What did he do in that time period? Vacation? Family time? Soul-searching? Wait, Jungkook told her he got a match? Could this be his comeback? What provoked him to punch the guy into such a state?

Could the man she's been drawn to be capable of such violence? Or is there more to the story than meets the eyes?

With each click of the mouse, Y/n's understanding of Jungkook deepens, but so does her uncertainty. She wrestles with conflicting emotions, torn between her growing attraction to him and the unsettling truths she uncovers.

But despite the doubts swirling in her mind, one thing remains clear—she can't shake the feeling that there's more to Jungkook than meets the eye. Determined to unravel the mystery surrounding him, Y/n stops searching for him more and resolves to confront Jungkook herself, seeking answers to the questions that have been plaguing her thoughts. 

Y/n decides to try attending Jungkook's match tomorrow, as there's nothing he posted on social media about it. Closing her laptop, her mind swirling with thoughts of Jungkook, she finds herself unable to shake the image of the enigmatic boxer from her thoughts. With a sigh, she sinks onto her bed, her eyelids heavy with exhaustion but her mind still buzzing with anticipation.

As she drifts off to sleep, morning quickly comes and Y/n wakes up to another day. She is consumed by images of Jungkook the minute she wakes up—his brooding piercing gaze, his sculpted muscles, his confident demeanour. She even googled him last night. Huffing in frustration, she kicks the blanket off, goes through her routine, and plans to meet Jungkook to know more about him. She hopes he will be there, even though it isn't her usual workout day. Tuesday. 

From Tuesday to Sunday, she dedicates herself to ballet lessons and home workouts. However, Monday mornings, occurring once a week, are reserved exclusively for her gym sessions—a dedicated day for fitness.

Surprisingly, during Y/n unusual Tuesday mornings Jungkook appears before her, a tantalising vision of desire and temptation .Y/n finds herself alone with him in a dimly lit boxing gym, the air thick with anticipation and the scent of sweat. He stands before her, his shirt clinging to his sculpted torso as he moves with grace and precision.

With each step he takes, Y/n feels her pulse quicken, her breath hitching in her throat as she watches him approach. His eyes meet hers, dark and smouldering with intensity, sending a shiver down her spine.

Jungkook reaches out to her, his touch sends punches of electricity coursing through her veins. She gasps, her body responding to his every caress as he draws her closer, his lips hovering just inches from hers.

The tension between them is palpable, the air crackling with anticipation as they stand on the precipice of desire. And then, in a moment of reckless abandon, Y/n closes the distance between them, her lips meeting his in a searing kiss.

The kiss ignites a fisting fire within her, consuming her in a whirlwind of passion and longing. She loses herself in the sensation, surrendering to the hypnotic pull of Jungkook's embrace as they become entangled in each other's arms. Entangled with each other's tongues. 

She m0ans with so much desire, pressing on Jungkook and dragging him down with her on the boxing ring floor. Humping each other & wrestling for the best position. Flipping like burgers until Y/n takes her tank top off which exposes her skin & her br*ast to his touch . She helps Jungkook to take his pants off so she could sit on his d!ck freely. 

Riding him on that boxing ring, the gym ring floor shakes at every thrust and force. Y/n holds on to the ring ropes as she circles around his cr0tch.  Back and forth on taking his c0ck with a string of her panting sounds. Along with his grunts. “F*ck baby, yes roll up your hips on me.. I want to see how your t!ts bounce from this view” 

He encourages ,Y/n continues on ,when he flips in missionary and says “ I love this wrestlemania with you…” the scene crossfades to reality, leaving Y/n breathless and disoriented in the darkness of her bedroom. She lies there, her heart racing and her body tingling with the lingering remnants of the dream, unable to shake the overwhelming desire that Jungkook has stirred within her. “F*CK .NO.SH!T” she mutters a low curse word in a high font manner. 

Then lies there holding her plushie bunny with a pink ribbon, her comfort item, Y/n can't help but wonder—was it just a dream, or a tantalising glimpse of the forbidden desires that lurk beneath the surface of her consciousness? And more importantly, what does it mean for her burgeoning attraction to the mysterious boxer who has captured her heart and her imagination?

Next day / Wednesday

The new day dawns in Sunnyvale with a sense of anticipation and trepidation for Y/n as she prepares for another day of teaching ballet. She sets up her ballet equipment, her mind still reeling from the vivid wet dreams of Jungkook that had invaded her sleep the night before. Also slowly invading her thoughts down there.

The sound of excited students entering the studio interrupts her filthy daydreaming; she greets them, and they welcome her with eager faces, their enthusiasm infectious as they prepare for their lesson. But amidst the excitement, Y/n finds herself struggling to focus, her thoughts constantly drifting back to Jungkook and the enigmatic allure he holds over her.

She tries to push aside her distractions and focus on her teaching, but her mind keeps wandering, her movements lacking the usual grace and precision that she prides herself on. Y/n feels a pang of frustration, knowing that she needs to be present for her students, but unable to shake the dirty thoughts of Jungkook that consume her.

In a moment of clarity, Y/n decides to take a break, alerting her students, 'Take 5, everyone,' and she checks her phone, hoping to distract herself from her inner turmoil. As she scrolls through her social media feed, a post from Jungkook catches her eye—a picture of him in the boxing ring, his muscles glistening with sweat as he prepares for a new match. Next night. Thursday. She gulps down her saliva.

A surge of excitement courses through Y/n as she reads the caption, announcing Jungkook's upcoming match. She knows she needs to be there despite his warnings, to support him and witness his skill in action. She already planned last night to book, so without hesitation, she quickly searches for legit tickets online, her fingers flying across the screen as she secures her spot in the audience.

With the tickets purchased, Y/n feels a sense of relief wash over her, the anticipation of seeing Jungkook in the ring finally relieving her from her inner turmoil. Who caused it in the first place, anyway? Him and his god-given abs. Ugh. She returns to her teaching with a smile, renewed focus and determination, channeling her energy into guiding her students through their ballet exercises with renewed vigour.

As the lesson progresses, Y/n finds herself slipping into the familiar rhythm of teaching, her movements flowing with grace and precision once more. But amidst the music and the laughter of her students, her thoughts continue to stray to Jungkook, his presence looming large in her mind as she navigates the complexities of her own desires. She hopes the next night will change it, from plaguing and corrupting her fantasies of him.

The next night / Thursday

The night of the professional boxing match arrives, and the atmosphere crackles with anticipation as spectators fill the arena, their excitement palpable in the air. Among the crowd, Y/n sits on the edge of her seat, her heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement as she waits for Jungkook's match to begin. She knows he warns to stay away but she doesn't listen. 

As the lights dim and the announcer's voice echoes through the arena, the crowd erupts into cheers and applause as Jungkook makes his entrance with a song. She heard his entrance songs change from time to time. He strides confidently into the ring, punching into the air, wearing a custom made boxer costume made of jersey materials which has a hood plus his initials J & K, his gaze focused and determined under it as he prepares to face his opponent.

Then the bell rings which causes her to feel butterflies in her stomach, Jungkook moves with an effortless grace and precision that sets him apart from his competitors. His footwork is fluid and agile, allowing him to evade his opponent's strikes with ease while maintaining a relentless offensive onslaught. 

With each jab and hook, Jungkook displays a mastery of technique that speaks to years of dedicated training and natural talent. His punches are still crisp , controlled even when he is in his 30s & even after his unknown sabbatical break/leave. He delivers maximum impact with minimal effort as he systematically breaks down his opponent's defences.

Watching Jungkook in the ring,  Y/n spots that the delivering & punishing blow intensifies to his opponent, She can't help but feel a twinge of guilt gnawing at her conscience. She closes her eyes every time he lands a punch, unable to bear witness to the violence unfolding before her.

It is her first time watching such a sport and she can't help but feel a sense of unease creeping into her thoughts. This world of boxing is so vastly different from the one she knows, where grace and elegance reign supreme on the ballet stage. Here, in the harsh realm of the boxing ring, violence and aggression are the norm.

Despite her discomfort with the brutality of the sport, Y/n finds herself strangely drawn to Jungkook and the world he inhabits. There's something magnetic about him, something that defies explanation and draws her in despite her reservations. She opens her eyes slowly from time to time. Then finally fully. 

She knows in her heart even when she tries to distance herself from the brutality of the sport, she can't deny the intrigue that tugs at her curiosity. There's a raw power in Jungkook's movements, a primal energy that captivates her despite her best efforts to resist.

In the midst of the chaos and excitement of the match, Y/n finds herself yearning to understand more about Jungkook and the world he inhabits. She wants to peel back the layers of his persona, to uncover the secrets that lie beneath the surface of his stoic exterior.

He is so focused and strong. Tough and unwavering. Nothing could break his concentration . He is still till now unaware of Y/n presence among the crowd, the girl he saved & warned to stay away from the gym. From him.  Which till this day just puzzles her, she knows deep inside her heart that there is somewhere good inside Jungkook..that he is a good man because if he wasn't why did he save her. 

As much as she could take care of herself, carrying woman protection tools all the time, she wondered what if that day went the other way. Would he punch for her? . Oh he really would. He did say he would fxcked the guy who tried to harass her.  Would he protect her?. Maybe he said all of that just to try and protect her.  She recalls his words again : “I just don't like sh!t like that in the gym I always go to. Don't get any ideas.”

“Do me a favour, don't come to this part of town again. Soft and faint-hearted girls like you aren't meant to be here. Be gone,”

Shaking off those words, her attention goes back to Jungkook’s match. 

You know, what truly sets Jungkook apart is his unique fighting style—a combination of speed, power, and precision that leaves his opponents reeling. He moves with a fluidity and grace that belies his strength, his movements calculated and deliberate as he outmanoeuvred his opponent at every turn.

As the rounds progress, Jungkook's breathing remains steady and controlled, a testament to his unwavering focus and discipline. He refuses to let his emotions get the better of him, channelling his energy into each punch with unwavering precision. He's good. He's really good. 

But despite his skill and determination, Jungkook's opponent proves to be a formidable adversary, matching him blow for blow in a relentless battle of wills. The crowd watches in awe as the two fighters trade blows, each refusing to back down in the face of adversity.

Jungkook doesn't look at the crowd much but she thinks the crowd’s roar, cheers must give him & lend him some strength. It must. He shows his indomitable spirit and unwavering resolve to carry himself to victory. With a final flurry of punches, he sends his opponent crashing to the canvas, the crowd erupting into unison cheers as the final bell rings in the end and Jungkook's victory is sealed, the referee raises his hand in triumph. King Of K.O is back!. 

Jungkook basks in the adulation of the crowd, Y/n can't help but feel a swell of pride , a tinge of fear and admiration for the man before her. His skill and determination are undeniable despite her fear for the harshness of this world, a testament to the unwavering passion and dedication that have brought him to this moment of glory.

Y/n makes a silent vow to herself. She may not understand this world of boxing, with its rough edges and unforgiving brutality, but she's determined to learn more. For better or for worse, Jungkook has ignited a spark within her, one that refuses to be extinguished. 

And as she watches him celebrate his hard-won victory, Y/n knows that this is only the beginning of their journey together & she has witnessed something truly special—a display of talent and skill that transcends the confines of the boxing ring, leaving an indelible mark on all who bear witness to it.

As the crowd begins to disperse, Jungkook's sharp gaze scans the audience, and to Y/n's surprise, their eyes lock for a fleeting moment. She feels a jolt of nervous energy course through her as Jungkook's expression shifts, a mixture of coldness and surprise flickering across his features at the sight of her presence in the crowd. Despite his initial reaction, Y/n seizes the opportunity to approach him, determined to break through the barrier that separates them.

Pushing through the throng of people, Y/n makes her way to the edge of the ring, her heart pounding in her chest as she tries to catch Jungkook's attention. His trainer moves to intercept her, but Jungkook holds up a hand, silently allowing her to approach.

With a sense of trepidation, Y/n approaches Jungkook, her words tumbling out in a rush as she struggles to articulate her thoughts. Despite the tension that hangs in the air between them, Jungkook listens silently, his gaze unwavering as he takes in her words. “Can I talk to you? “

After a moment of hesitation, Jungkook nods curtly, his expression softening ever so slightly as he gestures for Y/n to follow him. With a quick glance at his trainer, who watches their interaction with a wary eye, Jungkook leads Y/n away from the crowd and into his personal locker room.

Alone together in the confined space, the tension between them is palpable, the air crackling with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. Y/n can feel the weight of Jungkook's gaze upon her, his presence looming large as she struggles to find the right words to break the silence.

But as she meets his gaze, something shifts between them, a little spark of understanding and connection that transcends the barriers that separate them. 

Y/n: "I just... I want to understand. I want to know more about you."

Jungkook: his tone cold and distant "You don't know what you're asking for, Y/n. You don't want to get involved with me.. you don't want to know how rough & how dark I can be

Y/n: determined, despite his warning "I don't care , I want to know the real you, Jungkook. Even if it's scary"

Jungkook: shaking his head, a hint of frustration in his voice "It’s scary. You don't understand. I'm not someone you want put in your life. To be within your life.  Best of you to stay away from me, for good. Also the gym. Please don't go there anymore. It's dangerous. Especially for girls like you.. 

Y/n: refusing to back down " No, Jungkook, I still want to go there . I still want to get to know you , your goodness and your darkness”

Jungkook: his expression softening for a brief moment before hardening once more "You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Y/n. I'm not a good guy. I've done things... things I'm not proud of “

Y/n: meeting his gaze with unwavering determination "I don't care about your past, Jungkook. I care about who you are now. And right now, you're standing in front of me, and all I see is someone who deserves to be understood..even when you push me away. 

Jungkook: sighs “You are a really a stubborn cookie”

Y/n: “Yeah..also ummm..I wanted to congratulate you on your victory. You were amazing out there."

Jungkook: nods in acknowledgement, his expression guarded "Thanks."

Y/n: pauses, searching for the right words "I know this is probably a strange question, but... why do you do it? Why do you fight?"

Jungkook: leans back against the locker, his gaze flickering with a mix of emotions "It's... complicated ,there is more to it. But mostly, it's about proving myself. Showing everyone that I'm not just some kid from some podunk town."

Y/n: nods, understanding dawning in her eyes "I see. But... isn't it dangerous? I mean, what if you get hurt?"

Jungkook: shrugs nonchalantly "It's part of the game. You win some, you lose some. But I'm not afraid of a little pain."

Y/n: bites her lip, her concern evident "But... what about your opponent? What if you seriously injure them?"

Jungkook: sighs, running a hand through his hair "It's not something I like to think about. But in the ring, it's every man for himself. You do what you have to do to win. You must have seen the headlines, right?"

Y/n: falls silent, grappling with the weight of his words " Yeah.. I did & I..I guess I just don't understand it all yet. This world is so different from mine."

Jungkook: looks at her, his expression hardening and softening "Yeah, it is….that is why you should stay away but you are too stubborn and you are a grown woman I guess I can't stop you. It's not my responsibility“

Y/n: meets his gaze, a flicker of curiosity & lust in her eyes “Yeah it's different from.. my world. I can't help but get… attracted

Their conversation lingers in the air, the tension between them easing as they find a moment of understanding in the midst of the chaos. And as they stand there, alone together in the dimly lit locker room, Y/n can't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. A s*xual excitement as well. 

She knows that beneath his rough exterior lies a heart yearning for connection, and she's determined to be the one to break through the walls he's built around himself. However it is. Whatever it takes. 

A tense silence settles between them in the dimly lit locker room, the only sound is the quiet hum of the overhead lights, casting long shadows across the walls.

Suddenly, Y/n closes the distance between them, her lips meeting Jungkook's in a hesitant yet longing kiss. At first, Jungkook stiffens in surprise, his initial instinct to pull away. Pull away from his dangerous world, but something in Y/n's touch ignites a spark within him. A warmth for a cold-hearted guy. 

With a soft sigh, Jungkook leans into the kiss ,his hands finding their way to Y/n's waist as he deepens the embrace. The kiss becomes more passionate, a raw intensity building between them as they lose themselves in the moment. 

In between the kiss - a brief parting, Jungkook says over her lips breathlessly & dangerously  “You are a dangerous woman, Na Y/n…it's suffering for me to be such a sucker ...” His slender hands cup her jaw . She notices his clenching jaw sharper than a knife. His eyes, cold yet somehow warm, lock onto hers, leaving her questioning reality. She isn't seeing things right. This is… this isn't a dream. It's real. She is kissing him. In the locker room. 

Y/n finds herself sinking into Jungkook's lap, her fingers tangling in his hair as she presses herself closer to him on the metal bench. Their bodies meld together, a symphony of desire and longing as they explore each other with newfound fervor. 

TO BE CONTINUED..