Little do You Know | OT7 | Kook falls asleep live.

Pair: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader

Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose.

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au.

Chapter warnings: Jungkook falls asleep live and Baby has to come over to shut it off. PWP. Smut.

WC: 2.7k

You never thought you’d get a call from one of HYBE’s staff, in the middle of the night like this. Surely you were more than used to them calling you to come into the building for emergency meetings relating to your show, or to let you know what time your driver would be at your apartment to pick you up and bring you to the next filming location.

But they had never called you to ask you to go to Jungkook’s home because he had fallen asleep during a live stream. Your boyfriend was more than prone to sleeping everywhere, but this was a first. You knew Jungkook had been doing impromptu lives lately, drinking and singing with his fans because he missed them. And accidental naps were fine, Taehyung had done it once or twice, but apparently the man was sleeping through staff calls and even the ringing of his doorbell as the staff monitoring his activities were trying to get in contact with him to end the live and go to sleep.

You agreed to go and take care of it, much to the disappointment of the man whose arms you had to escape from. You were sleeping at Namjoon’s apartment that night, but the leader agreed that you should go and take care of the situation; as staff shouldn’t have access to each of their homes, and a random man or woman showing up might worry ARMY.

He offered to tag along, too, but you denied it. Not only didn’t you want him to have the trouble, Namjoon would most likely scold the maknae for his irresponsible act. Surely the scolding would still come eventually, but you wanted to give him a heads up first.

It was around four am that you were unlocking Jungkook’s front door with your spare key and taking your shoes off at the entrance. You could see the galaxy lights from the mood lamp he liked so much, quietly padding to the living room next to the open plan kitchen.

And there he was, your youngest lover, sprawled out on his cream colored couch; a pout on his lips as he slept soundly, an arm covering his eyes. A little to the side, on top of his center table, his phone was on and pointing to you, half of it covered by a lit candle that was starting to burn low. The chat started going a little crazy as you walked closer and picked up the phone before blowing the candle out.

You lifted the phone to film your face, so ARMY would know it was just you and not a stranger.

“Hi, everyone.” you waved to them as you tried to read the chat. You spoke quietly as you walked a little further away from the couch. “I saw Kook fell asleep, so I came over to end the live. He did some drinking, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him and make sure he goes to bed. Take care, everyone. I’m sure he’ll be back tomorrow to hang out with you some more. Byeeeee, love you guys tooooo, byeeee.”

You turned off the live and placed Jungkook’s phone on top of the marble counter of his kitchen, walking back to the couch to watch him sleep. You couldn’t help but smile at how soft he looked, how cute. You knew he had a rough past couple of days of missing his hyungs, being unsure about his own future and disappointed when some fake-ARMY were waiting for him outside of his boxing gym.

Going live was the way Jungkook found to stay connected to his fans –who he considered as friends–, but it wasn’t always perfect.

Jungkook was a heavy sleeper at the best of times, and now that he had a bit to drink, it would be impossible to wake him up just by calling him. Your self-indulgent solution was to hop on the couch from the back –a habit you definitely picked up from him– and gently lay on top of him, head on his chest as you snuggled into him. You were careful with your movements to make sure you didn’t hurt him and it surprised you a bit how fast Jungkook dropped an arm around your waist; practically on instinct.

His chest moved up and down with his heavy breaths, the twitch in his brows as the arm covering his eyes dropped behind his head. You scooted a little upwards, nosing at his neck, breathing his post-shower scent, softly kissing at his warm skin and jaw.

Jungkook sighed and his hold tightened around your waist a little more.

“Tokki?” the pet name was dragged and laden with sleep, but it made you smile that he could recognize you even while asleep.

“It’s me, bun.” you whispered, continuing to kiss his skin.

“What are you doing here?” Jungkook stirred and stretched his body underneath you, groaning and yawning in the process. “Weren’t you supposed to be with Rapmon hyung?”

“I was with Joonie, yeah.” you smiled even harder as when Jungkook was in a certain mood, Namjoon became Rapmon hyung. In no time you’d become noona, too. “But I got a call from HYBE because someone fell asleep while doing a live stream. Would you happen to know anything about that?”

“Oh shit, the live–” Jungkook’s pretty eyes were glossy as he opened them at one and looked behind himself, to where his set-up for the live was previously perched on.

“I turned it off, don’t worry.” you eased his worries and he relaxed again, both arms now around you, hands on your back in up and down caresses. “Said bye to ARMY and told them you’d be back tomorrow.”

“Okay. Thank you, noona.” he sighed blissfully, eyes softly closing again.

“Are you tired? Want me to help you to bed?” you offered, kissed moving from his jaw to his cheek.

“Mhm.”

“Is that a yes or a no?” you giggled quietly, peppering kisses all over his face.

“It’s a ‘you feel so good right now I don’t wanna move’.” your boyfriend took a deep, relaxed breath, hands squeezing you into him.

“I like it when you’re like this.”

You adjusted yourself on top of him, legs tangled with his as you raised your body with elbows on the couch on each side of his ribs. You reached to push Jungkook’s long and slightly curled hair off his forehead, raking your nails through his scalp just how he liked it. The man nearly purred underneath you, a dopey smile blossoming on his lips.

Jungkook was just so beautiful inside and out, and you knew he was a little troubled lately, with people invading his privacy, having to watch his hyungs leave, his own concerns for his first solo album. You wished you could take it all away from him, make sure he felt nothing but happiness.

“Noona.”

“Yes, baby?” you were so entranced by the way the colorful lights from the mood lamp danced on his skin that you didn’t notice Jungkook was moving until his leg raised. Bent knee as his foot planted flat on the couch, thigh between your legs, making you shudder. “Ooh.”

“Can I have a kiss?” he pleaded softly as his hands on your sides moved low on your hips.

“You can have whatever you want.”

You touched the side of his face with a gentle hand, leaning down to press your lips against his. The feeling of his lip ring, cold while his mouth was warm, never ceased to surprise you. Your mouths moved against each other as neither of you wanted to waste any time.

When you pushed your tongue into his mouth, you could heavily taste the whiskey he had been drinking, sighing against his lips as you appreciated it quite a bit. Jungkook’s tongue was lazy and sloppy, licking yours this way and that as you followed his lead. His hands finally made it to your ass, pushing you harder against his bent leg to make you moan into his mouth.

Pulling back from the kiss, you took his bottom lip into your mouth and suckled on it with little noises, dragging your teeth against the meaty pillow, letting his piercing get caught between your teeth.

“I came over to get you into bed, bun.” you warned and he smiled.

“I’m okay with that.” his hips lifted a little, pressing the start of an erection into your thigh.

“Not– not like that, smart ass.” you giggled, but bit your bottom lip to suppress a moan. “You need to sleep. It’s late.”

“You know I sleep better after getting off, noona.” he whined, having the audacity to pout.

“Are you really thinking about fucking right now?” you fake gasped. “It’s five am, Kook.”

“No.” Jungkook lied, bottom lip pushed out like a spoiled boy. “Just– guessed you could, you know.”

You knew where this was going. It wasn’t the first time sleepy-and-half-drunk-but-still-horny Jungkook asked you to take care of him when he was too lazy and tired to properly fuck you. But you also liked teasing him into using proper words.

“I don’t know.” if he could lie, so could you. With a slow roll of your hips, making him groan, you asked: “What is it you need, baby?”

“You.”

“I’m here.” you kissed his chin as your hand slid down his body, feeling his ab muscles on the way down to settle your palm between his legs.

“Fuck–” the man hissed as you cupped him properly, squeezing his hardening cock over his sweats.

“Is this all you want?” you kept stroking him over the thick fabric, bringing him into his full size as he breathed hard.

“I mean–” he sighed as your hand slipped a little lower to squeeze his balls and he moaned out. “Y-ou could use your m-mouth…”

“I could.” you agreed with a new nod, nipping at his bottom lip with your teeth. “Is that what you want? My mouth around your cock? Making a mess?”

Jungkook full on whined, hips twitching and rising to rut against your hand. He nodded, like a good boy, so you kissed his lips one last time before moving. You instantly felt the loss of his thigh between your legs, but this was about him, not about you. In fact, you were pretty sure you still had Namjoon’s cum inside your cunt from when he fucked you nice and hard before bed, so you were slightly satiated at the moment, which was the only reason you could think straight as you pulled Jungkook’s pants down his hips.

“Did you go live for millions of people while not wearing any underwear?” you teased him as his cock sprung free, hitting his shirt covered stomach.

“They couldn’t see it.” he justified, tone low and whiny.

“I suppose not.” you settled on your knees between his legs after removing his pants, nails scratching the inside of his toned thighs. “What would they say if they knew you’re such a naughty boy, hm? What would ARMY think if they knew you love getting your cock sucked?”

Jungkook had no words for you, breathing heavy as his cock twitched, untouched. The man ran his hands over his hair, bottom lip worried between his teeth as your words got to him.

“Bet all of them would offer to take care of it for you, wouldn’t they?” you blinked through your lashes as the tips of your fingers traced the veins keeping him full and long.

“They can’t–” the words sounded like a great effort to say between his heavy sighs and moans.

“That’s right, bun. Because you already belong to me.” you nodded in agreement, fingers wrapping around his base to lift him up as you leaned down. When you left a tiny kiss over his crown, Jungkook trembled. “I’m the only one who gets to touch this cock. The only one who gets to lick it, to suck it. The only one who gets to choke on it.”

“Fuck, noona, please–” he moaned into the living room, pretty whines sending throbs of arousal between your legs. “Only you. Only want you. Please.”

“Let your noona take care of you, baby boy.”

Jungkook’s jaw slacked as you licked around his tip, eyes on his every reaction and you brought it into your warm mouth at last. He felt heavy on your tongue, leaking and throbbing as you wrapped your lips around him to push more of it past your lips. His back arched slightly as he moaned, unabashedly, unashamed of the pleasure you were giving him.

You knew what made Jungkook get there at light speed, you knew how to squeeze him, how to lick him until he was squirming and losing his mind. The more you let him slide to the back of your throat, the louder he moaned.

You pulled off of him to spit on your palm and cover his shaft with it, lips getting back to work right away. While your hand stroked him up and down slowly, your head bobbed as you slurped and licked all over him. Jungkook kept moaning the deeper you pushed him, lips covering your teeth as you moved down, tongue licking all you could reach as you pulled back.

Your hand was squeezing his base as you went lower and lower, jaw relaxing and eyes filling up with water as you pushed him past the constriction of your throat, feeling him lodged deep down.

“Fuck, noona, just like that–” his hand was on the back of your head, pushing you down and down until your nose was being tickled by the short hairs he always kept trimmed.

You choked nicely around him, tears spilling from your eyes with the effort you were making. Your lungs were burning as you pulled off of him, strings of spit connecting your lips to his tip as you took long breaths.

As you filled up with air again, chest heaving and ignoring the uncomfortable burn and familiar ache on your jaw, you worked him with upstrokes of a fisted hand, in the speed that made him moan your name and pleas for you to keep going. You knew he was so close to the edge as his cock felt swollen between your fingers, leaking pre-cum like crazy.

“Gonna cum for your noona, baby?” you teased, jerking him off faster as you brought your tongue to lick around his head, wrist flicking just under it. “Look at you, making such a mess… Fuck, you look so good, bun, keep fucking yourself in my hand, hm?”

“Noona–” Jungkook whimpered loud and whiny.

His hips were snapping up and down as he fucked himself in the tight squeeze of your hands as you held him, opening your mouth, tongue flat and out for him to rub himself all over it as he appeared and disappeared from your closed fists.

Jungkook moved a little faster, a little sloppier and you knew when to close your eyes not to get his cum on them. But he aimed right, spilling his warm seed all over your tongue, shooting into the back of your throat. You pumped him slowly as his hips rested against the couch, spent, sleepy and lazy.

You kept on stroking him, milking him until you made sure you got every drop. You closed your mouth to keep his cum from sliding down your tongue as you climbed up his body until your faces were leveled. Holding him by his jaw, you watched proudly as Jungkook parted his red bitten lips instantly, so you could spit whatever you hadn’t already swallowed into his mouth.

His eyes rolled back as his own cum slipped down his tongue and he swallowed it all.

“Such a good boy for noona.” you praised, kissing his lips as you let go of his jaw.

“Please tell me you don’t have to go back to hyung’s.” he sighed, eyes closing as if he was about to fall asleep again.

“You want me to stay?” you kissed his cheek as his arms wrapped around you once more.

“Mhm. Gotta repay the favor tomorrow.” he nodded and your pussy clenched around nothing. “Gonna wake you up with my face between your legs.”