(ship requested by TWICEFANNANIC)

(Concept: Jungkook and Sana are both solo performers, they've competed against each other plenty of times. They keep a haughty appearance towards each other in front of the fans, but it's all just for show)

(Sana POV)

We were approaching the end of our competition show. We'd be filming the final episode this week. In last week's episode, they sent home another contestant and now it was just me and Jeon Jungkook left in the running.

In everyone else's eyes, we're arch enemies. We first competed against each other a few years ago and people thought we were a good challenge for each other.

At some point, our fans started to become hostile toward each other. That's when all of this came into play.

We had a gimmick going. We acted like we hated each other's guts; there was always some kind of tension between us when we were on camera. It brought in more viewers and the producers ate it up. They are some of the few people that actually know it's an act. Everyone else truly believes we hate each other.

It'll be a huge shock when people find out we're actually dating.

We started dating a while back. We've spent so much time together during all of these competitions and that kind of forced us to get to know each other back then.

We showed up to the studio together. Jungkook's car has really dark tinted windows and we came in through the alternate entrance to make sure no one saw us.

"See you on set. You're going down." He smirks.

"Oh so that's how it's gonna be?"

He puts his hand on the back of my head, bringing me towards him. He leans in and kisses my lips, slowly.

Eventually we pull away.

"This isn't done yet." He says before getting out of the car.

I text him when I get to my dressing room.

S: good luck, you're gonna do great

We texted back and forth as I sat down to get my hair done.

J: right back at you

J: but let's make things interesting for the finale

S: what are you suggesting

J: when we get our results, whoever goes last should act snobby when the other gets their eval

S: snobby? Like how?

J: idk, laugh when the judges compliment them or roll their eyes or act like they're not paying attention

S: that's a great idea

S: I bet it'll be one of the highlights of the episode

We acted as planned. I was the first to get my results so he acted arrogant for the camera. I even pretended to be offended when I noticed. Jungkook ended up winning the show so I acted petty while he held the trophy.

We walked off the set together, still trying to look annoyed with each other.

"That was great, you really looked irritated." I whisper to him.

"I think you're right about the highlight thing. I saw at least three of the cameras focus on me when I started my act." He laughs quietly.

He walks into his dressing room and I wait for his signal. He knocks on the door from the inside. I check to see if anyone was watching before joining him.

"Finally." He sighs before kissing me.

He reaches behind me to lock the door.

"What are you doing?"

"Finishing what we started. I won this round." He whispers, going in for another kiss.

He turns us around, leading us over to the vanity and setting me on top. He drops down to his knees and begins to pull my skirt off.

He tosses it to the side and starts getting out of his own clothes. I do the same with the rest of mine.

He slips his hands beneath my thighs, lifting me up.

"Do your best to control yourself." He says.

He started off slow, both of us breathing steadily. He held me by the waist, rolling his hips.

I loved seeing him like this. His eyes shut every now and then with him sucking in breath and letting it out slowly.

"Just like that, baby...oh...I like that.." I whisper in his ear.

He kisses all over my face, letting me know how much he loved me.

He starts going faster, making me tremble. I grab onto his arms, I could barely handle it.

His breath becomes shaky as he gets faster and faster. It was extremely overwhelming, I thought my eyes were going to roll all the way back.

"J-Jungkook...ahh..I can't-" I manage to get a few words out.

He focuses on my face, watching my every movement.

"Jungkook, please...!" I moan.

But he kept going. He made a quick transition into a different position. Now I was standing. He had one of my legs lifted up, wrapped around his hip. This had an entirely different feel to it.

I try to contain myself, but it was difficult. I wanted to scream his name so badly, but I held it in.

He starts pulling me, slamming his hips harder into me. I thought my legs were going to give out on me.

I gently kiss and suck at his shoulder, trying to mark him up.

He starts to groan, "Ahh...babe, I'm gonna-"

"Do it, baby. Let me have you."

He pushes himself further just a bit longer and that was all he had left. He whimpers, holding me close as we came to a close.

"You make me feel so good, baby." I whisper, running my fingers through his hair.

He was still panting. He wouldn't let me go.

"I love you, Sana." He sighs, "I love you so much."

"I know, baby. I love you too."

We kiss and keep kissing for a while before cleaning up.

After we had all our clothes back on, and we didn't look like we just had sex, we started for home.

"Next time you win, you get to choose what we do." He reminds me.

"Oh, I guess I should just keep losing to you then." I joke.

"Like I would let you do that."

"Here we go again."