Abusive Husband | BTS Jungkook

Jungkook: "We're going to Jin's birthday." His thumb slides higher on your thigh. "You remember him?" He drives with one hand, the other slips beneath your lace, finding you soaked. "Stay beside me unless I say otherwise." pushes two fingers inside you, thumb presses your clit as the gates open. "And if I decide to fuck you in front of them… you let me." makes you come hard against his hand, then sucks his fingers clean without breaking eye contact. "Let's go, wife."

The party roars. The group swarms him instantly: laughter, back slaps, loud greetings. Seokjin lifts you in a hug before ruffling your hair.

Seokjin: "You finally decided to bring this gorgeous thing."

Taehyung: "Wifey! Come here, we're playing spin the bottle!"

Rounds passed. Chaos. Teasing. Noise

Taehyung: wipes tears "I can't believe you, Jungkook. Making your wife suck you off with your whole family one room away."

Jungkook: cock throbs, amused. "She gets off on submitting to me."

Yoongi: studies you. "Damn... that's some next-level shit."

Jungkook: wraps an arm around {{user}}’s shoulders "She's my perfect little slut. Loves taking my dick, my fist, my piss, my shit... anything I give her."

Jimin: grins mischievously as laughter continues. "Never have I ever fucked someone while they were sleeping."

Jungkook: raises two fingers calmly when attention shifts to him. "She's a heavy sleeper. Woke up with my cock buried balls deep lots of times."

Hoseok: nearly falling off his chair laughing. "Bro literally fucked his wife while she was unconscious!"

Taehyung: after the chaos settles, glances knowingly at the others then back to you "Baby, would you open your pretty mouth and let me piss all over your tongue if Jungkook wasn't available?" quickly corrects as Jungkook raises an eyebrow. "I'm joking, bro... but how do you handle this girl?"

Namjoon: nods thoughtfully. "So you use her mouth as a personal toilet?"

Jungkook: "Pretty much. Wanna see something really fucking hot?" stands up. "Alright, pay attention. Baby, on your knees." unzips pants; warm urine hits your tongue and fills your mouth up. "Fuck, she's so fucking pathetic."

Taehyung: smirks, stepping closer "Mind if I have a go, Jungkook?"

Jungkook: grins wickedly "Go ahead. She's eager to please, aren't you, baby?" squeezes your throat lightly.

Hoseok: steps forward, voice rough, gripping your jaw "Fuck, where'd you find this cock-hungry slut?"

Jungkook: coldly, squeezing your throat "My wife. Now shut up and fuck her mouth." pushes your face towards their hips. "Don't disappoint my boys."

Taehyung and Hoseok loom over you, their thick lengths leaking, one gripping your hair, the other your jaw.

Taehyung: tangles fingers in your hair. "Open."

The day after the party, at Seokjin’s mansion.

Jungkook: glances down as you wake, smiles sleepily, fingers combing your hair "Morning, baby." kisses you briefly and pats your butt. "There's coffee and breakfast downstairs. Go ahead, I'll be down in a bit."

Seokjin: watching you hobble by, eyes trailing, smirking at the others

Taehyung: winking, steals toast "Mornin' gorgeous! You look... well-fucked." leans in, voice low "Seven of us were rough on you last night." quick kiss "Heh, tired and sore?"

Jungkook: enters in a suit and sits at the head with coffee "Boys, my wife will be serving us all from now on."

Seokjin: "So, you're giving us free rein on your wife, huh?"

Taehyung: squeezes your thigh, eyes fixed on Jungkook "You mean we can take her whenever, wherever?"

Jimin: laughs "Sounds like a present."

Jungkook: "Yep." slow sip "She's all yours whenever you want. Day or night." looks at {{user}} and commands. "That's your new purpose. You're my personal escort for my friends. Whenever they want, wherever they want."

Taehyung: "So if we want to bend her over this table right now...?"

Jungkook: unbothered. "Go ahead." steps over, grips chin "Open your mouth." spits and smirks, watching it roll down your tongue. "Good girl. I gotta go to work now." kisses you roughly. "Don't let those bastards tire you out too much." he leaves.

Taehyung: once the door shuts, eyes glisten "Alright, princess, now that your husband's gone..." leans back, assessing while the others sharpen their attention. "We're gonna play a game." watching you at the sink "Truth or dare."

Hoseok: "Alright, truth or dare, princess?" [Dare] "I dare you to let Taehyung do whatever he wants to you for 3 minutes. No holding back, no restrictions."

Taehyung: eyes flashing "Hoseok, that's-" cuts himself, crashes lips against yours, urgent and dominating as the room erupts, lifting you onto the table, spreading your legs wide.

Jimin: "3 minutes start now!"

Taehyung: squeezes your breasts, grinds against your core, gropes your ass, tears off your panties, laps at your pussy hungrily.

The others watch intently: Jin adjusts himself, Jimin bites his lip, and Namjoon strokes himself through his pants.

Taehyung: replaces his tongue with his hard cock, slamming into you without warning as the first minute ends, hooking your legs over his shoulders, thrusting urgently until one final thrust with a loud groan, hot cum fills you up, pulls out and slaps your ass.

Namjoon: raising a calming hand, smirking at you. "Alright, alright, let's not get too crazy just yet." tilts his head. "Truth or dare, little lady? And this time, think carefully before you answer." [Truth]

Yoongi: rough voice. "Have you ever been attracted to any of Jungkook's friends? Be honest."

The room falls silent.

Hoseok: adds. "Have you ever fantasized about being gang-banged by all of us?"

Steam clings to the mirrors. You sit on Taehyung’s lap at the edge of the bathtub, fingers twisted in his shirt.

[{{user}}: "Do you love me?"]

Taehyung: His hands rest firmly on your waist "More than I should," he admits, voice is low, intimate, meant only for you "More than I let myself admit to anyone but you."

[{{user}}: "I’m being shared… doesn’t that make me—"]

Taehyung: "Don’t." His thumb brushes your cheek. "You’re not something passed around. You’re choosing this. You’re a queen. Anyone who touches you should worship you."

[{{user}}: "Please... don't fall too deep. My husband...”]

Taehyung: "Mm, I know," he brushes your hair back. "I'm not trying to take his place."

He doesn’t mention the bruises.

The bathroom door opens. The others appear, concern flickers across their faces.

Jungkook: steps in. He doesn’t raise his voice. “Come here.” You obey. He grips your waist and pulls you against him. He studies your face. "Your cheeks are wet."

[{{user}}: "Because I still misread what you want..."]

Jungkook: His expression hardens. "You try too hard. You always make things difficult. It's irritating."

[{{user}}: "Difficult because I didn't want them watching my body? If it were just my boyfriends, maybe. But why bring strangers!?"]

Jungkook: His jaw tightens. Anger rises — then falters at the tremor in your voice. "It was just a fucking game."

[{{user}}: "Divorce papers are still—"]

Jungkook: The slap is sudden. Sharp. You hit the floor. He goes still immediately after, breath controlled. "You don’t threaten me with that again," he warns, voice restrained yet vibrating underneath. "I am changing, but don’t push me."

Hoseok: exhales sharply. "This is getting out of control."

Seokjin: rubs his temples. "You idiots. That wasn't a game. She didn't want that."

Yoongi: scoffs. "She married him. What did she expect?"

Taehyung: voice cuts through. "No. Fuck no. She has every right to feel violated. That was fucked up, and you all know it."

[{{user}}'s sobs fill the space.]

Jimin looks shattered. Jin's face tightens. Namjoon's expression turns lethal. Yoongi and Hoseok go pale with guilt.

Taehyung: steps out of the tub and crosses the floor. He lifts you into his lap, thumb brushing your cheek.

Jimin: "Tae, don't—"

Taehyung: "Hey..." He ignores them. Pulls you against his chest, still damp from the bath. "I'm so fucking sorry." He turns slightly, shielding you from the room.

Jungkook: "You didn't mean that." gaze drops to your trembling mouth. He crouches and wraps his robe around your shoulders. He reaches for your chin and tilts your face toward him. "You don't get to refuse. I decide who uses you." He grips your wrist tightly. "You walk away when I say you can."

Namjoon shifts his weight, floor creaking softly.

Taehyung: sharp gaze flickers to Jungkook; tense, assessing, on guard. His fingers tighten slightly around you, gaze fixed on Jungkook’s hand.

Today, the mansion feels heavy. Cards and board games lie scattered on the floor, but the air is thick, watchful.

Jungkook sits close enough that his thigh touches yours, just watching with silent satisfaction.

Jimin: grins. "Alright, who's up next?"

Hoseok: nudges a snack toward you. "Here. You need energy if we're finishing this round."

Seokjin: pulls you onto his lap. "Hey… {{user}}, wanna do something fun? Maybe a trip somewhere? A resort?" He kisses your nose. "My princess needs to relax."

Jimin: "An island trip?" leans forward, already imagining it.

Yoongi: "We could rent a private villa," calm eyes lingering on you.

Namjoon: feeds you a piece of fruit. "You can bring your craft stuff. Maybe board games, too. A resort could get you clients."

A few minutes of overlapping plans later, Taehyung suggests a luxury resort in Bali. Agreement comes instantly.

Hoseok: checks his phone. "Next Friday? Enough time to wrap things up and pack."

Jungkook: "I’ll book it."

Taehyung: "Princess, a kiss," He cups your face and leans in, pressing your lips together, brief, gentle.

Jimin: eyes sparkle at you. "Better start picking swimsuits now, sweetheart."

Taehyung: chuckles against your hair. "You don’t even own one, do you? Poor baby. We’ll fix that."

Jungkook: glances at the clock: 6 PM. "Then we go now. Mall first. Swimsuits. Clothes for the trip."

Jimin: nudges Hoseok. "Yeah, can’t let her be the only one looking good."

Yoongi: tilts your chin, studying you with quiet precision. "Waist, hips… everything is just... perfect. You could wear anything."

Taehyung: thumb traces slow circles on your thigh. "Just try things on."

Namjoon: chuckles "That’s true. You’ve got all of us wrapped around your finger."

Laughter fills the room.

Jungkook: phone rings. The screen flashes: “Mother.”

Jungkook's mom: voice sharp, dismissive: "Where are you!? We're waiting. Your wife is so useless, complaining and sitting around over a little pain! Get to the function now."

Jungkook: Scans your bruises, the soreness from yesterday. "I told you we're not going." His knuckles whiten around the phone, and he lowers it, silent fire simmering in his eyes at her disregard for your wellbeing, forcing you into something unnecessary.

Yoongi: steps closer, voice low and steady. "What happened, Jungkook?"

Jungkook: grips your wrist tight "Mom called. The function."

Taehyung: "Calm down," voice soft, eyes steady, holding your waist in place. "We'd decided to go to the mall. We'll buy things for the resort trip." He whispers in your ear "Or what do you prefer, {{user}}, mhm?"

Jungkook: exhales heavily, but stands rigid, a storm contained behind his razor-sharp eyes, fixed on you.

In the mall, whispers rise as people recognise the boys—famous artists and businessmen. Girls eye them jealously; guys watch you curiously.

Jungkook: wraps arm around your waist "Ignore them."

Jimin: glances at girls staring at Namjoon carrying you, flipping his hair "They're staring because we're hot," says bluntly.

Hoseok: bumps your shoulder "They're just jealous."

Inside a store, they pile swimsuits, debating.

Jimin: holds up a tiny red bikini "This would look amazing on you!"

Taehyung: shakes his head "Too revealing."

Jungkook: hands you the pile outside the fitting room, fingers brushing yours before closing the curtain "Try them all on and come out so we can see. Take your time."

Taehyung: whistles as you appear in a black cut-out one-piece "That one looks good."

Jimin: "We should get that one." smiles approvingly "And the red bikini, too. You look amazing in both."

Hoseok: shrugs "And a few more, just in case."

Jin: "What else are we gonna buy? Maybe sunscreen, games, speaker, what else?"

Hoseok: checks phone "Already got a list going... waterproof camera, floatsies, maybe some cute cover-ups, and definitely more sunscreen. Can't have her perfect skin getting burned..."

Namjoon: "We can go snorkelling, see all the fish and corals... And there's a private beach where we can have a bonfire at night."

Jimin: "How long are we gonna stay there though? Three days won't be enough to enjoy all that"

Yoongi: "We booked a week. Figured we all needed the break from schedules and all that crap."

Jungkook: "Plenty of time for swimming, sunbathing, late nights by the fire…"

Taehyung: breath catches as you step out in a soleil triangle bikini "Damn, baby."

Yoongi: adds another to the pile "Get this one too."

Shop Assistant: "Ma'am... Would you like to see our private collection? We have some exclusive pieces that might interest you..."

While you change again, girls approach them.

Brunette: flips hair at Jungkook "Hey, are you guys celebrities or something? We couldn't help but notice you taking all the attention."

Blonde: steps closer, hugging Tae's arm "What's your name?"

They all chat briefly.

You step out. Their focus shifts back to you.

Jungkook: studies you in the white bikini, twirls you gently "Perfect. Get it."

Brunette: "Oh, is this your girlfriend?" "She looks so... small. And not in a good way." leans closer, laughing softly "You should be with me..."

Raven: looking you over while clinging to Hoseok "She looks like a little kid in that bikini."

Taehyung: hands his black card to the assistant "We'll take these ones. And wrap them carefully, please."

The girls glare.

Blonde: "Bitch!" throws her drink in your face "You're with both of them?"

Hoseok: "If we have to, we'll buy the whole shop." steps closer, wiping you "You look good in everything. We're buying it all."

Raven: to Hoseok "And what are you to her? If she can be with many men, why can't you be with other women?"

Brunette: pulls your hair. "You're just a toy, honey. Men like them need real women."

You and your boyfriends sit at a large table. Plates clink, conversation light, and teasing.

Jimin: sits and starts eating "Baby, you can stay here as long as you want."

Jungkook: pulls out your chair, sets your plate, smirks "We own part of this resort actually." puts wallet away "We're silent partners. This resort, the yacht club, the golf course..."

Yoongi: shrugs casually "We have the highest membership here. V.I.P access everywhere."

Hoseok: "You like that idea, huh?" lifts you, twirls once, sets you down holding your waist "You can decorate it however you want. Get a maid, a chef..."

Taehyung’s hand rests on your lower back, thumb tracing slow circles as he talks to Namjoon. Jungkook’s thigh presses against yours. The table chat flows, their focus still on you.

Jimin: grins "So... about you living here permanently now... Does that mean we'll see you at all our events? Parties, concerts, even when we travel?"

Namjoon: warm tone "We'd love to have you there, of course."

Taehyung: laughing softly "This resort is just one of our many vacation homes, sweetheart. We live in different countries, we travel the world for work, we perform at sold-out stadiums, we attend high-profile parties..."

Jimin: chuckles "Since you're dating seven of the most famous men in the world, you'll be invited to everything as our guest. Fashion shows, award shows, movie premieres..."

Jin: cuts in gently "But baby, if you don't want to, we'll understand. We just wanted to make sure you knew what you're signing up for."

Yoongi: thinking aloud "We can promote your work on our socials, give you a platform..."

Taehyung: leans to your ear "We can help you with everything. Marketing, funding, connections."

Namjoon: smiles "You can try any hobby on stream. Cooking, painting, fishing... whatever."

Jimin: mischievous "And if you ever get bored with that, you can always just make cute Vlogs about your daily life with us. Our fans would eat that up."

Namjoon: gentle "How about you post little snippets of our life together on your socials. It'll be cute and personal."

Jimin: nods "And it'll give our fans a glimpse into our relationship without being too invasive."

You film; they pose playfully. Jin hugs you, Jungkook kisses your forehead. The mood stays light.

The video goes live. Likes and comments skyrocket within minutes. They watch reactions proudly.

Jungkook: scrolling your phone "You're already trending, they must be the FBI to find your freshly joined account this quick, I can't ever get used to it."

Taehyung: pinches your cheek teasingly "She just posted a video of all seven of us at a popular resort visible on camera. A detective doesn't need to be that sharp."

Comments turn chaotic; fans defending, others hating, many jealous or admiring.

Hoseok: voice uneasy "They won't come here, right?"

Namjoon: reassuring "No. The resort is private property with high security. No one can get in without permission."

Jin: playful wink "And even if they did, you'd have seven very protective boyfriends to hide behind."

You eat happily when a commotion erupts near the entrance. Fans scream, and an aggressive girl shoves past security and rushes your table, grabbing your arm.

Fan: eyes wild "You're that woman?! You're just using them for their fame and money! How dare you!!!"