PS: 'A' rated scene between Jungkook and an original female character. Skip if you're uncomfortable but it's important for the chapter.

Flashback to a few years back:

"I don't remember you telling me your name." A confused voice hummed from somewhere behind him as he hastily led his way through the bustling night club,
"Jk... Was it? What's that stand for?"

Jungkook paused for a second, looking up to meet eyes with the familiar bouncer of the club he worked at and was currently clocking out off.

The black-clad buff man flicked his fingers in some sort of a salute before letting him - the popular Bartender pass through, followed closely by a slightly confused and overtly aroused twenty something girl.

Jungkook didn't waste much time, turning right as soon as he exited the club and entering a dark alley just next to it, where a rustic yet classic motorbike - an all black Hyosung Aquila 650 - stood waiting for him. The girl was quick to follow him, letting out a low whistle when she found Jungkook mounting the bike smoothly, turning on the ignition with a loud start.

"Sexy ride you got there man," she comments flirty, fixing her mini skirt before going to mount the backseat of the bike herself, tan legs curled together on one side,"But you didn't answer my previous question- what does this 'Jk' stand for? You don't expect me to call you with this name for the whole night do you?"

Jungkook, who was busy clicking his helmet into place, turned a little at the question and narrowed his eyes at the girl who was pouting innocently behind him.

He got what she was trying to do. Trying to dig deeper into him - then probe his backstory, chat him up yada yada ... He was used to it. Used to people wanting more from him than he could actually offer. And what he also knew was that he wasn't going to waste his precious time on such people.

"Call me Joker, then."

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"Aah! Huh-oh g-god-"

High pitched screams, reverberated through the cramped up space of the room- small, dimly lit, with no furniture save for a futon and a closet.

The mattress bounced with recurrent, hasty movements matching the violent thrusts Jungkook made into the unknown girl's already abused hole.

Said girl, dug her nails deep into the skin of his biceps, holding onto him as her dear life while her whole body was rocking back and forth at least three times per second, positively knocking the breath out of her lungs with every punched out thrust.

Her pussy, red and swollen, sloshed with already dumped cum, indicating it might not be the first of her orgasms.

Jungkook seemed to be on an overdrive that night and it had been quite a while since he last fucked someone with such an earnest. But one look at the girl's face reminded him of why he couldn't control himself.

The tan squarish face, unequal eye structures - one double lid and other a monolid, sharp jaw lines and a slight boxy smile. It had been an eerie resemblance with someone he knew but at the same time she looked way different from that person, what with the higher pitch of her voice and her obvious curves.

She had tits the size of bloated tennis balls instead of those slightly defined pectorals, a tiny waist but still not as tiny as the man of his dreams and long sleek legs that showed off her feminine youth instead of strong and lean muscles that belonged to his idol.

But Jungkook knew he couldn't get a better deal for now and he took it, ofcourse he did.

This girl was the closest alternative of Taehyung Jungkook could get his hands on at the moment and he knew it the moment she walked into the club he worked at.

She was surrounded by a clique of skimpily dressed girls , just like she was and he pretty much figured out their intentions of dropping by the club on a Saturday evening.

Her apparel screamed 'expensive' and so did her friends' going by the way they waved around a shiny credit card each and placed orders after orders of tequila until most of them were wasted.

At a point, he noticed one of the girls pointing at him from their table which was a few feet away from the bar and the others following her gaze before breaking out into hushed giggles and whispers. They were interested in him, that was for sure but Jungkook had his eyes on that one particular girl with tan skin and unequal eyes.

He had held her gaze and expertly flipped a tall vodka absoluté in the air, doing one of his popular bartender tricks before catching it upside down and graciously serving the awaiting customer, who had  fortunately been a girl too and now completely swooning over him too.

And just as he guessed- it did the trick and not long after he was walking the girl to his bike parked in the alley, with mind full of thoughts that belonged to none other than Taehyung.

Even now, as he was balls deep inside this stranger girl with similar facial features to him, he couldn't stop thinking about his idol, his one true love, even for once.

After another quarter of the hour he had finally stopped pummeling the girl's ass and tied up the condom, throwing away the proof of his sins where he couldn't see them before sauntering into his bathroom for a quick wash.

When he returned he saw how the girl was still seated on his futon, still very naked and was eyeing something curiously. When he followed her gaze and looked at the wall she was oogling, he nearly cursed under his breath.

"So... That's what the deal is all about?" The girl asked, voice scratchy from all the shouting, as she flicked her head towards a poster of Taehyung on the wall. "Got the hots for this guy, eh?"

Jungkook figured lying to her would be a waste of his energy so he chose to hum disinterestedly, slipping on a fresh pair of boxers and a band tee.

"Hm," the girl nodded in understanding, also getting to her feet before looking for her dress on the floor, "I've been told how he looks like me, was never interested in his music though... Too soft for me. But if he's the one scoring me hunks then I guess I shouldn't be the one complaining, right?"

Jungkook didn't spare her a glance, busy towelling his hair dry before hearing the sound of heels clicking against the floor and looked up when they stopped right in front of him.

"I could be his substitute if you want," the girl began, fixing her sultry gaze at the boy and licking her lips to seduce him a bit more,
"anytime you want, just give me a call and I'll be there, fulfilling your very own idol fantasy-"

"Listen, miss." She was suddenly interrupted by a very disinterested and partly pissed off Jungkook," Actually the fact is that I don't do that well with duplicates. Maybe for a test drive or so but if I chose it over the real deal, wouldn't people call me cheap?"

The girl was surprised to the core, before her expressions turned angry.

"Excuse me? Can you repeat that? Did you just call me a duplicate?"

Jungkook scoffed lightly, choosing to remain silent and not offend her further.

"What? All that for this... This idol guy right here?" The girl said, vaguely pointing at the poster on the wall, "you really think you'll have a chance with him? Do you think the likes of him will even spare you the smallest glance if you went by their vicinity?"

Now that hit a nerve but Jungkook took a deep breath and tried to control his anger.

"Says who? What do you know about how i feel about Mr. v huh? Who do you think you are to judge my love for him? Who's to say he won't like me when he doesn't even know me?"

"Seriously? Are you that dense? Do you really think Kim Taehyung is going to ever date someone like you? A bartender from some shabby club downtown? Basically a nobody in his eyes? You need to wake up and see the reality for what it is dude-"

"And who the hell are you to teach me what i need to do and don't huh? Just because we fucked once, doesn't make you my mom. So please, find your way back."

"Dude, you're crazy. I don't know what I was thinking, getting on that bike with you in the first place!" She seethed, feeling disrespected beyond words. Maybe he had hit on her big fat ego or something those rich girls can't seem to manage well.

"Well, likewise." The boy huffed, turning around to slip on his jeans before picking up his bike keys, thinking it would be better to drop her somewhere near the club so that she could find her way back to wherever the fuck she came from. So much for having a good night.

The girl seemed to have realised she wasn't going to be getting her way and then she got angrier.

"You used me, just 'cause I share a few facial features with this whore, you used me and now you're throwing me away for him!" The girl suddenly began yelling, swinging around her purse like she was starting to throw a tantrum.

And that was it. The last straw had been pulled. And before she knew it, a hand had found her throat with a vice like grip and her back met harshly with a wall not too far away.

"Don't you fucking say that about Mr. V!" She heard a near animalistic growl and her insides shook with a sudden tremor. The girl looked up in fear and gazed directly into two burning eyes, feeling her heart go slow.

"You bitch," he seethed viciously, breathing right onto her face which showed nothing but pure terror, "don't you fucking dare, or else you won't be living to see the light of the next day."

"L-let me go- d-ude- please-"

"And what were you saying? That people have told you that Mr. V looks like you? Huh... How delusional!"  Jungkook sneered, tightening his hold on her throat slightly," If anything, it's you who looks familiar to him... Or so i thought but looking at you now? All I see is a rich and spoilt brat of a girl, who can be nothing close to him."

The girl began sobbing because although the hand around her neck wasn't stopping her from breathing, it hurt her ego pretty damn much. She had never been treated like this her whole life.

"And as for whether Mr. V will choose someone like me when given the chance, will be a matter only time can tell."

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Present-

Taehyung's words rang through the silence of the chamber room. Even after several minutes of them being said out loud.

Jungkook had positively frozen on his seat since the words fell onto his ears and began to sink in slowly, along with the obvious implications of it.

He couldn't help but let a certain memory from some time down Jungkook's memory lane juxtapose with Taehyung's words like light whispers in his head.

" you really think you'll have a chance with him?"

"... no use denying it anymore because I want it too.... I want you."

"Do you think the likes of him will even spare you the smallest glance if you went by their vicinity?"

"... do what you planned to do to me when you stole me away in the first place."

"Do you really think Kim Taehyung is going to ever date someone like you? A bartender from some shabby club downtown? Basically a nobody in his eyes?"

"Use me. However you like... and just get it over with... It shouldn't be so hard now that I'm playing along right?"

Time seemed to slip by differently for each boy in the room. While for Jungkook time seemed to have positively stilled, for Taehyung it was quite the opposite. It was galloping like a horse for him.

It had been too silent for his liking since he said those obscene words aloud. Taehyung had never even imagined himself saying such things to someone let alone a person who has in someway threatened his life for real. If someone asked him, he for sure didn't know what possessed him to offer himself up to his kidnapper like this.

But now it's out and Taehyung didn't know what to expect.

Did he expect Jungkook to jump at the opportunity and take away his chastity that he had himself offered so graciously to the latter? Ofcourse, that has to be the case, doesn't it?

What Taehyung had done was akin to offering a gallon of sparkling water to a thirsty man in a desert, so he already knew what was to be expected but now the question was- did he really want to Jungkook to fuck him?

Or was it just an impulsive thing he had said to try and get under Jungkook's skin and test the limits of his patience? Or to figure out his real intentions for kidnapping him?

What was it that he actually wanted?

Taehyung felt himself get more and more anxious the longer Jungkook took to answer. His previous confident stance now beginning to waver as his head filled up with numerous insecurities and self doubt.

A part of his mind had already begun to think this was a bad idea. That he wasn't actually ready for his kidnapper to have his way with him yet. Another part though, anticipated something else. Something that made a deep pit settle at the base of his stomach and his heart began to race.

Was the kidnapper going to be rough with him? Like he looked?

Or gentle? Like he had always treated Taehyung?

Just what type of a lover was he-

"I'm sorry."

Taehyung's train of thoughts came to a sudden screeching halt when he heard those words, brows falling into a confused frown.

"W-what-"

"I'm sorry, Mr. V." Jungkook repeated his words, voice quiet and carrying a tinge of something Taehyung couldn't understand.

"What do you mean you're sorry?" Taehyung asked, voice coming out a bit snappier than intended as he slowly let go off Jungkook's shirt, a different kind of dread now filling him- that of rejection. "What do you mean-"

"I mean that im sorry," Jungkook replied softly, turning his face to look at the wall with a faraway look, "for the impression that I gave you, of me."

Taehyung sat back with a startle, brows pinched in disbelief.

"I think you got it all wrong Mr. V... But it's not even your fault," The raven head sighed, sounding disappointed with himself more than anything else," i... didn't kidnap you to use you as my personal sex slave or anything, i couldn't even think of it like that."
Jungkook gulped thickly, not being able to face a frozen Taehyung.

"I can't exactly explain why I did it... Why can't I think of anything and anyone other than you, why I had to go to such lengths to bring you into my life but... The truth is I didn't ever intend on exploiting you, Taehyung." He said in all seriousness, slowly getting up on his feet while looking down at the idol with a new sort of conviction that Taehyung had never seen in his eyes before.

"What I do know is that... I- l-love you. A lot. More than a lot actually. And..." Jungkook laughed and quickly licked his lip ring, gaze darting everywhere but at Taehyung, this being the first time he confessed his love for his idol openly in front of the said guy, but he didn't look very fazed or shy as he said it. Almost as if loving Taehyung and admitting it upfront was just second nature to him.

"and what i want..." He continued, this time looking directly into the surprised, wide eyes of the blue head,

"Is to first keep you happy and safe, here right next to me."

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A/n: hey guys, how are you people?

I know it's been too long for this update but God knows I tried to do my best to overcome this nearly permanent writer's block formed in the centre of my brain.

I told it and myself that I won't give up no matter what so here I am. Hope you're not mad at me.

Thoughts? 💬🤔

-loads of love,
Bhavishya.