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ressjeon · a day ago
boo..yah! | pjm (m.)
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pairing : fratboy!jimin x fem!reader
summary : you’ve been hoping that Taehyung will get the message when you keep on ignoring him for months now but what if his very inviting best friend offers something that will for sure relay your answer?
rating : 18+
genre : college!au, friends to lovers? (not really), pwp-ish?, smut, halloween party!au
word count : 7k
warnings : crude language, explicit sexual content, alcohol consumption, voyeurism, exhibitionism (on the balcony yolo), fingering, spanking, hair pulling, pussy and breasts fondling, protected sex (cuz it’s a must), consensual drunk sex (they’re only buzzed), Jimin is a demon so don’t be fooled, also some It spoilers ig 🤷🏻‍♀️
a/n: we’re finally back after 3 months so pls excuse my writing lmao 😭. it’s very late but this is for the Jimin's Sunset Spooktober event hosted by my lovelies @opaljm​, @chateautae​ & @jamaisjoons​. thank you @knjsnoona​ & @balenciaguks​ for this sexy banner 🤤 and to @taegularities​​ for letting me write this ilysm <3
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― prequel to “Hot Boy Summer"
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You roll your eyes as you enter the frat house after hearing that participating in the frat's Halloween games is a requirement for free booze. If you didn't want to be pissed drunk tonight you would've left this party at once.
But one of the frat's higher-ups, Kim Seokjin insisted on it since he organized the events for the night. Each person who enters the house must pick an activity to do, whether it's playing with ouija boards, actually going to a haunted house near the cemetery for hide and seek, watching a scary movie, etc.
And since you're a fucking pussy you pick the movie marathon since it’s the safest one. It's cold outside and you don't wanna trudge with your white pumps in the woods even if you’re wearing black thigh socks, plus you’ll get the first choice on which booze you wanna start drinking while watching.
Sitting down on one of the side couches in front of the flat screen tv, you wonder how much money this frat has to have expensive belongings. Well, they do a lot of charity events but you know it's because its members are mostly rich boys so you're not surprised at all.
A newly initiated frat boy who's in charge of this activity started the movie for the night, It. Though you usually don't like horror movies, you've been hearing great things about this one from everyone around you so you actually want to give it a try and you’re not alone while watching it so why not. 
There's only a few of you who stayed inside the frat house to watch so you don’t expect to see who situated himself on the opposite couch in front of you,
Kim Taehyung.
The frat's resident fuckboy that you've been avoiding for months. You look away when your eyes meet, turning to the TV to focus on the movie instead. You can feel him staring at you from your peripheral view but you get distracted when you get a whiff of someone with a faint floral scent, the look of surprise etches on your face to see the person who plops beside you,
Park Jimin, the fuckboy's best friend or soulmate as Taehyung calls him playfully.
He looks damn good with his white shirt and oversized blue mohair cardigan, paired with tight black jeans that accentuate his thick thighs. Jimin runs his hand through his ash blonde hair as he smiles at you.
"why aren't you dressed?"
"i am?"
"i mean a costume"
"i don't need one angel"
He’s right since he looks like one tonight in comparison to his demonic best friend but you've heard the rumours, of course, he's a fuckboy too like the rest of his friends. 
Some girl in a sexy nurse costume catches your eye when she sits beside Taehyung, breaking his focus on you. This shouldn't bother you at all but it somehow did cause he could've sat beside you earlier but he didn't. You have no idea why he's even here since exploring the haunted house is more of his go-to activity.
"why with a skirt y/n? you could've been like those bunny girls"
Jimin teases while gesturing at a group of girls with bunny suits posing for pictures at the corner and you snicker, dismissing his attempt to divert your attention. You ignore him so he wordlessly reclines on the side behind you after, gradually laying his whole body on the couch, a silent message to everyone else that the couch is now fully occupied by the both of you.
The movie's almost halfway done and you're perplexed that you didn't notice since you are genuinely interested in it. Maybe because you can't focus because Taehyung is in front of you with a girl and his gorgeous best friend is behind you, so maybe.
“your hair’s tickling my nose”
You scoff at Jimin's whining though it's quite cute for him to complain about your hair. Every time Pennywise comes out, your body moves back in instinct so you bring the rest of your hair in front of you, realizing only then that you just gave Jimin the chance to seduce you now that you can feel his breath against your skin.
He blows a breath and chuckles when he sees your back squirming as you try to straighten your back, moving your body forward until you lean back again when another jump scare scene comes on. You can feel the pendant of his necklace grazing the exposed skin of your upper back when he sits up, his left hand holds your waist to stop your whole body from hitting his face.
An embarrassed giggle comes out from you as you try to sit back forwards but Jimin’s hold on you just tightens, your attention now fully on him than the movie. He’s closer with how you can feel more of his breath, and something inside you wants to lean back further to test it out.
He doesn’t do anything after you lean back a bit and you can sense that he is about to remove his hand from your waist so you spread your legs a little, your right thigh now touching Jimin’s right hand. If that isn’t your signal for him to do something then―
Your eyes widen when his hand that’s holding your waist drops down to grip your exposed thigh just above your thigh socks, shuddering a bit when he starts running his knuckles against your skin, letting you feel the three rings that are adorning his fingers.
Jimin chuckles again behind you after noticing you taking deep breaths as he continues in his ministrations, your eyes closing while your legs are unconsciously spreading wider. Then his hand moves closer and closer to your inner thighs only to retract it and shift his body to grab a bottle of Green Apple Smirnoff from the table.
You snap your eyes open, directly meeting Taehyung’s eyes in front of you before his eyes look down on your legs while running his tongue on his bottom lip. He’s always been an observant one so this made you grab the large cushion and place it between your legs, obscuring his view. He immediately looks up to meet your eyes, no shame in them as you expected.
“That scared of the movie y/n?”
Taehyung teases you with a cocky smile after he recovers, making you scoff and look away when his lips quirk even more before turning his attention to the girl beside him although you can clearly tell that he's not paying attention to her. 
Jimin returns to his position behind you but he doesn't lie back down and instead he puts his now cold hand back on your thigh, thanks to the iced cup of vodka that he was just holding. You squirm immediately at the cold touch, trying to close your legs but his grip tightens instead, the cold metal of his rings digging into your skin.
You don’t want to be obvious to everyone else how Jimin’s affecting you so you sit up and grab a cup of booze, hoping to calm down. But Jimin suddenly blows out a breath on your nape before leaving a peck on it, wrapping his other arm on your waist to pull you closer to him, his arms under your breasts pushing them up.
“Jimin! I almost spilled my drink, stop distracting me” you hiss to cover your embarrassment and pinches his arm that’s holding your waist in retaliation but the motherfucker just chuckles and places his chin on your right shoulder.
"am i angel? sorry" he coyly responds before nuzzling the side of your neck below your bow tie collar, his left hand finally creeping into your inner thighs, cold tips of his fingers nudging the lining of the crotch area of your bunny suit but not pushing it aside.
You wait for a bit to see if he will eventually but he still doesn’t. Your body jerks when two of his fingers start tracing along your slit through the thin fabric of your costume. Jimin continues stroking your folds, starting from the base until he goes up to press the pads of his fingers on your clit. He starts rubbing on it in circles, while his right hand caresses your arms.
“fuck you Jimin” you curse at him quietly, though your voice came out shaky as you try to calm your breathing.
“that’s what you want right?” he whispers beside your ear, his breath fanning on your skin and you can't help but tilt your head sideways at the sensation, your eyes glancing on the TV, bringing back your senses a bit that you’re currently on a frat’s Halloween movie marathon.
Jimin presses his fingers more and you only hum as an answer, doing your best to not moan out loud when he dips one finger through the fabric slightly, causing you to jerk and almost drop the cushion that you're holding.
“want my fingers?” he continues and starts kissing your shoulder, emphasizing his question now by flicking your swollen bud.
You don't wanna beg but you also know he won't do anything unless you do. He's the biggest tease you've ever met just like his best friend. fuck this.
“fine, please” you plead breathlessly, your eyes refusing the pull to look back at someone's stare in front of you. You feel Jimin's smile against your skin at your begging and for a second you forget that there are people around you because of his non-stop ministrations.
You know Taehyung’s been observing you and Jimin this whole time so you’ve been trying to maintain a neutral face as much as you can. Though it’s becoming very hard when Jimin finally pushes the lining of your bunny suit to the side, your embarrassingly wet folds welcoming the cold touch of his fingers.
“so..wet..damn you’re not even wearing anything under”
He comments in surprise and goes back to tracing your bare pussy lips, his touches even more intense now that you can feel his fingers directly. You wonder if he wants you to beg again for him to do what you want. Then your eyes turn to Taehyung just as Jimin plunges two of his fingers inside your pussy, earning a gasp from you, your mouth opening slightly at the intrusion. 
You can’t help but shut your eyes, dropping your head on top of the cushion when Jimin starts moving his fingers slowly, the edge of the thick ring on his index finger stopping the other from going deeper. He chuckles a little after sensing your frustration, not surprised when you grip his wrist to urge him to go faster.
But the demon just removes his fingers totally, making you whimper in annoyance and you slap his arm before letting out an exasperated sigh.
“It’s definitely Bill’s fault that Georgie died” you lift your head instantly to turn at another frat member who’s sitting on the back couch facing the tv, scoffing at his ridiculous comment about the character that you like.
“No, it’s the fucking clown’s fault” you hiss, still annoyed at Jimin who’s been caressing your thigh even though you keep shrugging his hand off of your leg. If he doesn’t wanna fuck you he never should’ve started touching you in the first place.
“Yeah, it’s not Bill’s fault that the clown was hungry” Jimin responds in a woozy way and nuzzles you while trying to nudge him off. 
Others would think that both of you are just bantering each other with no malice. Him being this close to you looks normal since he’s known to be very affectionate and you both are not exactly strangers so this is basically Jimin being Jimin with his so-called other friends.
“Still is, cuz he didn’t follow his little brother to make sure he’s safe” the deep voice who added a reply surprises you, you don’t expect Taehyung to join the argument. But then he could just be teasing you just like his fucking best friend who still tries to pacify your irritation.
“He didn’t know that there would be a clown in the sewers so NO” you fire back, glaring at Taehyung and he just smirks at you with those knowing eyes as he leans back on the couch, putting his arm on that pretty girl beside him. You resist the urge to roll your eyes at the scene in front of you because no, you’re not jealous.
Jimin tries to get your attention back by tugging the edge of your thigh socks but you elbow him so his hand goes straight into your bare pussy, not touching you directly but pressing the square gem of his ring on your clit and rubbing it in circles immediately. He doesn't give you a chance to process what just happened before he pushes one finger in, followed by the second one though he's focusing more on pressing the gem ring harder on your clit.
You bit your lip to stop a squeal coming out of your mouth from the sudden pleasure, the cold feeling of his ring against your swollen bud making your legs tremble, his fingers stroking your insides shallowly. He’s back to puffing breaths on your nape, his other hand occasionally coming up to tug your bow tie collar before playing with your hair that adds to the forming knot on your lower abdomen.
He just laughs a little hearing you curse, enjoying how his touches are affecting you. You're damn struggling to keep quiet, clutching the cushion closer to your chest to cover both your flustered face and Jimin’s hands under your skirt but he’s barely doing anything not to be obvious on what the both of you have been doing.
Thank goodness that the lights are off so the only light on the entire living room is from the TV...
You’re so so close and you don’t even realize that you’ve been moving your hips to meet his fingers until Jimin holds your waist to stop you right when you’re about to cum. 
A surprised gasp comes out from you when he’s pulling out his fingers, your approaching climax receding at what he just did. You dig your nails unto Jimin’s forearm as a plea to put his finger back in your pussy, a whine almost leaving your mouth but you pause when you feel his face beside your ear.
"balcony" he whispers teasingly, biting your earlobe before he gets up from behind you, saying an excuse to get some air and everyone just nods except for Taehyung, who has been looking at you more intently than before. You know that he’s aware of what just happened, it’s his best friend of course and they both have the same hobbies.
Jimin brings his fingers to lick your arousal off in his mouth and you swear that it’s one of the hottest things that you’ve ever seen, add the way he’s looking at you while he’s at it before finishing his cup, his wink and teasing smile making it harder for you to concentrate on regulating your breathing. 
This is it you should leave now and forget this ever happened even if Taehyung knows. You can just lie and leave Jimin hanging in there. Is he really gonna wait for you though? Won’t he just fuck some random girl instead if you don't show up?
You follow his figure as he leaves the living room until he disappears from your sight when he turns a corner, probably towards the balcony. Hurriedly finishing your own cup to fix yourself, your eyes go back to Taehyung who’s getting up with that girl who latches onto his arm. The movie just ended so everyone is now getting up to go do other activities but you didn’t even care about it because you’re torn with Jimin’s proposition and with what you’re seeing right now. 
Taehyung’s lips quirk at your eyes on them but you scoff at his attempt to make you jealous.
You truly wanna know if the rumours are true. If Jimin’s really more of a fuckboy than Taehyung so that's why you find your legs walking towards the direction of the balcony, sliding the door open to see Jimin already leaning on the railing, a smug smile on his angelic face.
It must be the alcohol that you just consumed because he’s looking extra hot tonight, even with the dim light from the outdoor balcony lamp, the lack of full light doesn’t change his whole inviting look and you really want to kiss him until you remember how he delayed your orgasm earlier.
"bold of you to assume i'll let you fuck me after what you just pulled"
"You won't be here if you really don't want to, would you?" 
He's got a point but the frown on your face is still apparent.
"I don't even know why i came here"
While waiting earlier, Jimin contemplates if you’re going to follow him with what he did but you’ve been dying for a release so his smile widened after seeing your silhouette approaching the balcony door. There’s an urge in him that suddenly wants to tease you even more but he stops himself as soon as he sees a frown on your pretty face, replacing the hungry look that you had just seconds ago.
"’m sorry~" 
He teases with a whine while standing up wobbly from the railings and for a second you thought that he’s drunker than you.
And then you see the stupid smirk on his face as he takes off his blue cardigan while approaching you, tossing it on one of the outdoor chairs, followed by his white shirt that reveals his defined abs and the NEVERMIND tattoo on his rib.
You lick your lower lip, suddenly having the urge to touch his tattoo which didn’t go unnoticed by Jimin.
"shut up, you annoyed me" you glare at him but he knows that you don't really mean it like his apology.
"wow do you want me to say sorry?" he whispers when he comes near, eyes fixed  on your lips down to your breasts, shameless as always like his best friend.
"by letting me ride you" 
"demanding much" 
He playfully pouts with that fake hurt in his voice that you almost tell him off until he suddenly cages you in his arms, his beautiful lips now grinning at you.
"why are you–"
"have fun sometimes y/n"
You figure out what he's trying to do but you're hoping to ride him since you're annoyed at what he did but then he denied your orgasm already so you don’t protest when he drags you towards the railings.
"you're crazy"
"it's more fun to fuck you this way"
If you were totally sober, you would never agree to something as scandalous as this but the alcohol in your veins is making you feel adventurous for once. A hot guy offering to fuck you in public? Especially the Park Jimin so why not?
And so you start pushing down your creamy white skirt, revealing the rest of your one-piece tube bunny suit to Jimin's hungry eyes.
He drops his head to your neck at once and starts kissing every inch of your skin that he can reach, feeling him smirk when you let out a small whimper after he finds that sensitive spot on your neck.
Jimin's hands go busy while he continues to suck on that spot, roaming around your body until he reaches the top of your tube and pulls it down. You whine at the sudden cold on your sensitive nipples due to the cold breeze but his eager hands are immediately on them, kneading them roughly.
"Jimin..wait" you breathlessly call his name before you get more distracted with his touches.
"hmm? fuck you have amazing tits" he groans, too distracted from gawking at your breasts and nipping your neck to hear you. He tweaks a nipple, earning another whine from you that you actually push his chest a bit to focus on what you were going to say.
"Back pocket.." he moans against your neck and you gasp when he doesn't stop fondling your breasts while he slowly grinds himself against your still-clothed body.
You quickly reach into the back pocket of his black jeans to fish out the foiled package, bringing it to your mouth but Jimin grabs your neck as he kisses the side of your jaw, his mouth moving closer to your lips.
Jimin releases you after you push his shoulder lightly, the questioning looks apparent in his blown out pupils staring at you.
"do you want this?" you ask and you don’t miss the surprised expression on his handsome face. You both may have a high tolerance when it comes to alcohol but you still want to make sure that you both want this to happen.
He nods before kissing you on your lips for the first time, his pillow-like lips making you dizzy with want and you kiss him back with more hunger. Your hands came up to grab a handful of his hair, a moan coming out from his mouth through your kisses that made you smile.
So he likes that.
You release his lips before he can deepen the kiss more, grabbing the hem of his black pants and Jimin gets the signal instantly. He starts fumbling his belt, pulling down his tight black jeans along with his boxers off his legs while you step out from your white pumps and lift one of your legs to start pulling down your thigh socks.
"You pervert" you glare and he just winks in return.
Your eyes roam his fully naked body in front of your eyes, biting your lip when you see how hard his dick is already, beads of precum coating on its red tip as he starts stroking his dick while slowly approaching you.
Jimin watches you rip the edge of the foil packet and he thinks how fucking hot you look while doing it, he always loves it when his partner does this, it’s like a treat to him since it’s way better than putting it himself. 
"may I?"
Your lips quirk at his request as you put on the condom on his hard dick, running your hand down to give it a full squeeze while your other hand pinches the top to secure it in place.
"fuck..i can't wait anymore" he groans and suddenly turns you around, bending you against the railing immediately.
He didn’t wait for you to undress fully, pinning you on the railings with his body this close to you and you don’t think that you can wear a bunny costume again anytime soon or even look at one without remembering him or this night.
You gasp when the tips of your nipples brush the cold edge of the railing, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel Jimin's hands roaming around your body, kneading up both of your ass cheeks, the familiar cold feeling from the rings of his fingers.
He moves the part of the bunny suit that's covering your pussy to the side and you whine once again at the cold feeling of the air hitting your wet core. His hands leave yours so you turn around, ready to chastise him but you see him removing his thick rings so you turn back in front, only realizing the number of people that can see the both of you in this angle from the balcony.
"shit.." you moan needily when you finally feel his full fingers in your pussy, the cold feeling of his fingers making you clench around them, even more so when he adds a third finger, sighing in relief when they reach deeper now because he's trying to prep you.
It's not long before the tip of his dick replaces his fingers on your core as he lines up, both his hands sliding back to your hips and you needily push back which makes him chuckle a little.
"ready to show Taehyung how you say no?" he asks with that playful tone again and you grit your teeth, missing the rest of what he just said because your only focus is the feeling of his cock slowly entering you.
Though Jimin hasn’t seen his best friend yet, he knows that Taehyung will be lingering around based on the way he was looking at you and him inside the living room earlier. He grins after hearing you moan loudly when he fully rams in, not letting you adjust to his size as he starts pounding into you roughly.
You've been sensitive already because of his teasing earlier and the way he's roughly fucking you right now makes you forget that you’re at the balcony of his frat house and that makes you clench more than usual, eliciting louder moans from him each time you do it.
"fuck you're tight.." he moans and grips your hips more, his fingers digging into your skin when he grasps you and you're loving the feeling of it, especially from his hand where his rings are still on.
Even with the alcohol that he just drank, Jimin's pace hasn't wavered to the point that your bunny ears fall from your head to the ground below the frat house. You don't really bother anyway since you're focusing on tightly holding the railings for dear life, your mind only thinking of how good Jimin is fucking your right now because you’re more than impressed.
You open your eyes when he finds that spot but the moan that was going to come out of your mouth falters when you meet Taehyung’s eyes looking at you from below. He’s holding your bunny ears in his hand, his mouth going agape while watching you getting railed by his best friend when he’s about to go back to the frat house. You clench hard while looking at his surprised eyes though you can’t quite tell if there’s something else swimming in them.
And Jimin noticed of course.
"You love to be fucked like a bunny right?" he chuckles and you just squeeze him harder without answering.
A surprised squeal comes out from you when you feel the palm of his ring-clad hand on your ass, moaning at the sting of it and you want more.
"Right?" he swats his other hand to your other cheek, earning a louder moan from you which makes him laugh like a maniac, enjoying how your reddening ass jiggles against his hands.
"that's why you dressed as one, taunting me and to make him jealous" 
"n-no, i didn't–fuckkk" 
You try to deny his assumptions but you just can’t help moaning even loudly when he angles himself to keep hitting that spot inside you, prompting you to place your mouth against your forearm to muffle your moans.
“Liar, you saw Taehyung didn’t you?” Jimin teases you again and slower’s his pace, preventing you from reaching your high and you’re very tempted now to just fuck back against his cock.
A frustrated whine comes out from you when he further slows his pace and Jimin loves hearing it. He initially wants you to cum after teasing you earlier but after seeing Taehyung emerge and walk back towards the front of the house, he quickly changed his initial plan.
There are many reasons why he and Taehyung are best friends, and that includes how freaky they are when it comes to this.
“Jimin..” you moan needily, your voice shaky and that gets his attention back to you.
He can’t believe he’s fucking you now, you have a special disdain for fratboys like him mainly because of his best friend who always finds ways to get you to notice him. Jimin sees Taehyung sitting by the log with that sexy nurse girl beside him from earlier but he notices his eyes are solely only on you and him, a smirk appears on his face.
“Jimin..please..i can’t-” you try again and you sound like you’re on the verge of crying.
Your mouth leaves from biting your forearm and look up to part the hair that’s covering your face, one of your hands leaving the railing to reach for your clit but Jimin quickly swifts your hand away and stops his hips, making you stomp on your feet in annoyance at another denial.
“people are watching~”
He coos and you're so close to begging him again, why is he stopping now when you’re both this close already? You know that people will eventually notice the two of you but you don't find it in you to mind. You don't even care if he never shuts up after this, you just want your release.
“i don’t care, make me cum please”
You whine and reach back to grab the side of his hips, your shaky hands slipping down to pull on one of his juicy ass cheeks to continue fucking you. Jimin chuckles at your desperate move before letting out a gasp at the touch of your cuffs on his delicate skin, its sensation urging him to move so he starts again, fast like before, gripping your hips tightly as he speeds up his thrusts.
Jimin spanks you again and you toss your head back, seeing the girl beside Taehyung trying to bring back his attention to her and you grin when you watch as he struggles to be discreet on watching you and Jimin, his eyes alternating in looking down at anything and looking up at you so the girl won’t notice.
"show him y/n, come on. this is your answer to him right?"
Your heart stops at what Jimin just said, your mind goes hazy with his question and like you’re hypnotized with his voice, you start rolling your hips back on his dick while staring at Taehyung. 
“it’s not..fuck!” you shriek when you feel the pads of his fingers on your clit, rubbing the swollen bud rapidly.
Jimin sees Taehyung walk closer to watch both of you and he’s been wanting to test a theory. He’s been bugging Taehyung for months now if he really likes you but he won’t give him an answer. 
“no point in lying y/n, you keep gripping my cock hard when you do”
“i-i’m not..ahh shit”
“look into his eyes while i fuck you, if you close your eyes i’ll stop hmm?”
You’re not even sure how he’ll find out if you close your eyes but something inside you wants to obey, too afraid that he’s going to deny your orgasm again. Your eyes pierce through Taehyung’s while Jimin continues to fuck you but the pleasure is becoming too good when your high's nearing so you close your eyes. 
Jimin notices this and pulls your hair up to make sure you're looking at Taehyung. When he knows that you’re back on following what he said, he releases your hair so you can bend your head a little, eyes still on Taehyung of course. He sees the girl beside his best friend noticing what he's been looking at and she makes a commotion of seeing people fucking at the balcony and when their eyes meet, he just winks at her which made her even more surprised. 
You start hearing some whistles and cheers from people below and for a second you're worried about the current situation until you notice that no one can tell that it's you because of your dishevelled hair and because you've been covering your face with your arms this entire time.
"don't worry, no one has their phone out though i don't mind if they do"
You're not surprised by what Jimin just said, you feel him twitch inside you when the whistles keep on increasing. He clearly loves the attention he's getting from being this wild to fuck someone in front of other people's eyes.
The balcony has no proper lighting as well, just dim lighting from the street lights and the moon so people won't realize which bunny girl Jimin is currently fucking, some of them gradually giving up on watching you both. Not that it's any of their business but the way none of them are even shocked that he would do something like this makes you somehow giddy. You may be buzzed but this is certainly better than the sober fucks that you had in a while.
“I’m close..fuck..Jimin-” you cry when one of his hands leaves your hips to grab your hair, pulling your head back up to see Taehyung watching you both, his hands clutching your bunny ears tightly in his hands. This added to the pressure on your lower stomach, your breathing getting more laboured because of the bow-tie collar on your neck.
“fuckfuckfuck..” you cry as you reach your high, whining when Jimin keeps thrusting so hard because of the oversensitivity you’re starting to feel. He releases your hair and returns them on your hips, one of his hands reaching higher to squeeze your left tit, making you gasp loudly when his rings brush your perked nipples.
"tight., holyshit" he moans loudly when he reaches his, spilling his cum into the condom while he continues to thrust his dick sloppily against your swollen walls as he rides his high. Jimin bends his body to leave wet kisses along your shoulders and upper back, his right hand grasping the railings beside yours while his other hand continues to fondle your breasts.
It's only when you whimper again and slightly push his lower abdomen off of you that he releases you, pulling his softening cock out from your soaked pussy. He hisses at that and you smile with content, turning around to hit him for making you do that in front of Taehyung.
“what the fuck Jimin”
“what? you like it anyways”
He winks and runs one hand through his sweaty hair, a habit of his that you find really hot when he does it. He’s not wrong though so you give one last punch to his chest playfully before you take a glance in front, certainly not looking for someone.
“still looking for him?”
“no, he probably left to fuck someone”
He laughs as he shakes his head while discarding the condom to the nearby trash bin, pulling up his boxers and black jeans to tuck himself back and walks to one of the stacking chairs to pick up his white shirt and cardigan.
Now that your highs are wearing off, the cold from the Fall breeze is creeping up your almost naked figure, your skimpy suit not helping. You’re shivering as you pick up your crumpled skirt from the ground while struggling to clasp back the strap of your ankle pump heels but then you see Jimin’s hand with his blue cardigan in front of you.
"but you're gonna be cold!"
"someone warmed me up already" he winks before walking to open the balcony door, waiting for you to follow him inside.
You put on his fluffy cardigan, thankful for the temporary warmth it gives as you walk back into the frat house. He redirects you to another bathroom that’s exclusive to the fratboys living at the house so you can clean up in peace without people disturbing you, you’re sure the others are occupied already.
Not wasting more time, you immediately clean yourself, taking off your entire bunny suit to rinse its crotch area since it soaked from your arousal. You hear some people arguing and only when you lean against the door to listen closely do you recognize that it’s Taehyung and Jimin.
"you looked annoyed Tae"
Jimin grins with mischief when he sees his loving best friend fuming while walking up closer to him.
"shut the fuck up Jimin, where is she?" Taehyung demands, eyebrows furrowing while staring down at him and Jimin is very sure now of his theory about what his best friend feels for you. Taehyung didn’t use his nickname on him so Jimin knows that he’s being serious, his smile widens.
"admit you like her first before i tell you, you've been antsy"
"i just didn't have any pussy yet that's why”
"or because i fucked y/n in front of you"
Jimin teases again and walks closer to the door where you’re currently in, intentionally staying outside the bathroom door so you can hear their conversation. He sees the conflict crossing Taehyung’s face, mixed with annoyance that he can confirm as jealousy.
"oh fuck off, fine i like her!" 
The confession causes a flutter in your heart and more confusion in your mind because there’s no way a fuckboy like Taehyung would have a genuine interest in you. He must be bluffing with some petty jealousy that you slept with Jimin and not with him tonight.
"shit, sorry Tae"
As much as Jimin’s a little shit for messing around, he actually feels bad for doing so now that Taehyung admitted his true feelings towards you even if he’s nothing at fault. But he sighs in relief after a mischievous smile cracks on his best friend’s face, looking at him with satisfaction.
"nah man it's fine, it was so fucking hot"
“i knew it”
You clench unconsciously at the thought of Taehyung finding the view of you getting fucked so hot. You’re not gonna deny that your heart actually stopped a little earlier at the thought of possibly causing a rift between him and Jimin but then you backtracked since it couldn’t be that serious with how they are, surely those two have fucked the same people before.
"she's in there btw"
You immediately scramble towards the sink to turn on the faucet after Jimin reveals where you are, conscious that they’re directly outside the door now. You did some final retouch before opening the door, finding them both waiting for you. Jimin still has that smirk on his face while Taehyung looks at you with want.
"here, thank you Jimin" you hand him his fluffy cardigan and you eye him slyly with a knowing smile, obvious on the intention of the gratitude more than just the cardigan,
For the good fucking, and of course, he gets it.
"no, thank you angel" he bites his lower lip, winking at you and you hear Taehyung scoff beside him, crossing his arms over his chest, his scowl still apparent.
"i'll leave you two to talk, see you around y/n"
Jimin struts away from you and Taehyung after, probably looking for another fuck or drink because he certainly doesn’t look like he’s buzzed enough. Your eyes follow his figure until he’s out of sight to further delay your attention to the person who stayed with you.
Fuck Jimin for planning this sneakily, you should’ve known better.
"thanks for the show"
You turn to the owner of that fucking husky voice who’s also been looking at you with unclear eyes since the beginning of the night and you’re still not sure if it's because he’s masking his jealousy with cockiness or what.
"and you enjoyed it, didn't you?" you challenge, raising your chin to level your eye against his.
"i did" he whispers as he comes closer, not straying his eyes from yours and you almost miss that he’s planning to cage you against the door so you put both of your hands on his broad chest to stop him from doing so.
"not so fast, Kim Taehyung" his jaw clenches as he breaks his stare from you before stepping back further so you can make your exit but his words make you stop in your tracks and turn to him.
"one day y/n," he says with full determination, his eyes looking back at you this time like they want to say something more but Taehyung opens his bedroom door before you can reply to him.
You want nothing else but to kiss him earlier but you know you can't until you'll know for sure if he truly likes you. Taehyung never left your mind that whole night when you’re trying to sleep, even the next day when you’re a bit drowsy still from drinking the night before.
What happened that Halloween becomes the talk of the campus for the whole week and while you’re still occupied whether to believe Taehyung’s confession or not, he confuses you even more now when you see a new girl in his arms while walking across the same path as you are, so much for liking you.
He doesn’t notice you even though you’re almost crossing paths but you’re looking at him the entire time, watching his face frowning while listening to the girl who’s been explaining something animatedly under his shoulders. 
A small giggle leaves your lips after finding out why, hearing their conversation lifts up your mood at least since she’s talking about how Park Jimin fucked one of those bunny girls like a madman on the balcony with everyone around on Halloween Night.
And it amuses you, even more, to hear how everyone's so curious about who is it, smirking to yourself because no one knows that it's you except Taehyung.
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a/n: i’m still drowsy so it’s unedited and Tumblr’s being a bitch with the formatting so i’ll tag people later ✌️
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jjiimin · 2 days ago
read my eyes
—drabble, 4.9k words, fluff, explicit, very loosely based on ‘the little mermaid’ except not really, dedicated to @mintelepathy because you worked so hard these past few weeks and while i can’t throw you a party i hope this gift suffices 🥳💝
Over the horizon, the luminescence of the sun casts a rich glow onto the heart of the ship. Dusk flows in, trading significance with daylight. The wind slows to a timid hum, and basks in the attention of the sails which dive for their support. Not long from now, our ship will arrive at its destination.
The woollen fabric of my collarless shirt is loose, and hangs off my body as I lean over the side of the ship. Inside my old boots, my toes curl. I'm the shortest person on board and I can never see what I want to see when I want to see it. Not from my post near the top of the ship where my responsibilities lie in navigation.
I'm also the only woman on board, which means most of the men on board forget I exist most of the time anyways. Unless I join them for dinner, none of them know of me. In some ways, I prefer it like this. Even though jealousy wracks through my body when I am alone in my quarters at night while they all laugh and cheer and drink to their hearts' content, I find solace in the vastness of the ocean and the expanse of the sky. Their stories are limited, but the Earth has seen so much more.
Down below, the crack of a bottle alerts me to another rambunctious night of howls and boisterous celebration. I watch as shards of glass fly through the air and land in corners I know not a single man will take to cleaning up tomorrow morning.
"Oi, the Captain's 'ere!"
"Captain's 'ere!"
All eyes and tipsy heads shift to the man who enters the montage with authority. His entrance charms, and it enchants, and most of all, it leaves awestruck the remainder of the men who gawk at his valuable presence. Although the man is the captain of the ship, what is more is the title he wears on land. The most significant name of all.
Prince Jimin of Montagnac.
Prince Jimin is curved lines and thick boned. His shoulders are neat, and muscular. From them extend his brawned arms which are never to be viewed unless he is far enough away from his kingdom to roll up the sleeves of his shirt. Notoriety is the midpoint of his relationship with life, and while Prince Jimin is kind, he is not inexpedient. The men on this ship do not respect him because he is the captain. They respect him because he is their monarch.
"Good evening to you all," Jimin greets, his words meeting cries of admiration. "I trust you had your dinner." Youth pours out of the crevices of his speech. It has only been a few months since he celebrated his twenty-first birthday. The most significant in our kingdom. "How are you all tonight?"
"We are happy before you, Captain," Elden, one of the eldest seamen, exclaims, waving his liqour in the air. "The future princess has been found at last!"
Firelight blooms in the cocoon of Jimin's irises. His shoulders relax, finding comfort in the truth Elden has bestowed upon the crew. Out of misery, I swallow the furious lump in my throat and take a step back. I can still hear them above the sounds of the sea when Jimin finds his voice again.
"Thanks to you lot," Jimin laughs, and I hear windchimes. On either side of my body, my fingers tremble. I blame the temperature of the wind and turn away. Though, his voice follows. "I expect your presence at the wedding."
'Aye Captain's' and several hoots and hollers blast through the ship. I sink further into my wrecked heart and move towards the only room this far up. When I push the short, wooden door, it creaks open to reveal my tiny bed and a lamp I built myself. Jimin has a similar one, though I doubt he uses it. After all, he is a prince. His servants trade lavishly with the Arabs. I am no comparison.
The strings below the neck of my shirt lay quietly against my chest as I settle into bed. I look up, inhaling short breaths while I slowly lose myself to painful and familiar thoughts. I don't know what I was thinking. What I have been thinking all these years as Jimin's friend and confidante. Ever since I met him as a young girl when my father, the palace chef, requested a position for me and I ended up as Jimin's servant and later, his shipmate, I had fantasies about being whispered romantic confessions. But he never saw me. Not back then, and especially not since he met the auburn beauty, Victoria, a woman from the sea. A merchant, as far as the whispers go, who sings for earnings and whom Jimin fell head over heels for the moment we came across her.
I still remember the voyage as a fond one, despite the agony which torments my heart when the images of Jimin's smile interlace with her voice.
The two of us, and the ship crew, were on a journey across the North Sea. Jimin had been wanting to visit one of the kingdoms there in the hopes of establishing a peace treaty. The kingdom is rich in resources and while our kingdom is affluent, we stay afloat because of our history and right to land. Not due to anything we can sell. I had made Jimin aware that the princess of the kingdom was married, but he promised me a different plan which involved skilled labour.
We met Victoria halfway through the voyage. Our ship had stopped for a few hours on an island close by. While the crew checked on the ship, I followed Jimin across the island planes in search of a place to rest away from their hustle bustle. That is when we came across Victoria as she sang to a village. Jimin took to her like a moth to a flame. They talked and talked and I was left to remind Jimin of our journey. When we left, he promised to see her again and to wed her and make her his princess. The promise was to return in two weeks, following negotiations with the other kingdom, and whilst we were successful, Jimin lost his beloved to the sea.
Or rather, he could not find her.
The villagers claimed she would come back. She always came back. But while we waited days and days more, Victoria and her sweet voice never returned; and thus, Jimin was forced to return to his place in the palace and await the next time he could voyage out to see her.
After months of searching, we found her again, in the same village we saw her last. Jimin vowed never to leave her side again and brought her aboard the ship, claimed her as the future princess of his kingdom, and set the tone for the remainder of my life as the lowly woman who will never be a part of his heart.
I fight back tears. I do this for a while until I no longer can. Then the tears flow and flow and build nests in the corners of the eyes and puddles on my pillow. I start to sing sometime after my second or third sob. I don't sing because I want to. I sing because I wonder if my voice could rival Victoria's, though I know before I begin that my efforts are fruitless.
The hymn is an old Irish tune my father sung in his kitchen while I watched him move about. His father had sung it and his father before him. None of us were Irish as far as the tone of our skin tells us, but the hymn is a staple of family's anyways. I knew its lyrics before I learned why my mother was imprisoned.
When the song ends, I take a moment to gather myself. In the morning, everything will be different. Our ship will meet the kingdom's shores, the crew will lower our sails, and Jimin will take Victoria's hand as he leads her into her new room. Everything will be different and yet, I know my heart will stagger for him the same. It will cry the same when he is sad. Laugh the same when he is happy. And whimper the same when he looks at a woman who is not me.
Over the shirt, I clutch the spot where my heart sits encaged. What I would not give to tear it out and throw it into the sea. For all the years I have spent in the water, half of my heart belongs to the sea.
Footsteps sound as a pair of feet shuffle in front of my door. I know who will knock long before I hear the split of his bones against wood. Love makes a person familiar; and forgetting is a foolish dream.
The door opens as I'm wiping away the last of my tears.
"Jimin," I whisper his name, head pointed up so all I see are his black tresses and the moon behind him. I correct myself when I realize my mistake. "My apologies, Your Majesty. I was unmannerly."
Jimin smiles and lowers his head to fit through my door. With his head pointing down, my eyes gather the skin of his chest which protrudes from the loose shirt he has adorned. I blush scarlet then rouge before politeness brings me away.
"Socially incorrect behaviour does not vex me when it comes from you, YN," he addresses, moving towards my bed where he takes a seat upon its edge. He is smiling still when his eyes meet mine again. "We have been friends long enough for your courtesy to be meaningless."
"What if I were to curse?"
"Then you would be the same as the rest of us bastards."
The improper term pulls a gasp from the back of my throat which spills out before I can dive for it. Jimin chuckles. Amusement builds several homes along his eyes and cheeks and settles brilliantly upon his pink lips. No matter how many times I see him, I will never tire of his beauty. He is beautiful. More beautiful than any prince should be. How many hearts has he broken apart from mine?
"Where is the future princess?"
Jimin hums, and looks away for a moment. When his gaze returns, the light of his eyes has dimmed. "Asleep, I imagine. Her dislike of the crew is as apparent as the current nightfall."
"Give her time to adjust. Her heart is with you no matter whom you keep close." And with that, I turn away from him to tamper with the lamp. If I give my hands something to do, it means they will stay far away from him. "I think she is happy."
"Do you?"
"Yes, I think so. Any woman would be happy with you."
"Is this a fact or a personal opinion?"
I look at him. His eyes are plastered to me as if he has never turned away. Not once in his life. The shakiness of my fingers returns, but this time, I have no darkness to hide them under. "What do you mean, Your Majesty?
"If you were in her place," he says, and it's so quietly lethal that my ears nearly fail to make it out, "would you be happy by my side?"
"I am not a woman, your majesty," I answer, feeling the words burn on my tongue. "I am a servant." And your friend. I hope I am still your friend.
"The curve of your breasts say otherwise."
Of its own accord, my breath hitches as my arms rise to cover my bosom. The prince watches me with a great deal of intensity; so much intensity that I nearly lose myself to it.
"I do not think--"
"And the sway of your hips," he continues as if he never heard me. His eyes lower to my hips and stay there. "Try as you might, male clothing will never make you a man."
"I am--"
"Do you know what I desire most in the world?" He poses the question as he stands to his full height, and within the walls of this room, everything becomes him. His next words arrive so slowly that they nestle along my skin long before I understand them. "To see you in a dress worthy of your beauty. To see these breasts..." his toes are pointed to mine as we stand in front of each other and his hands, his thick, warm hands, they unwind my arms from my chest and lad them at my sides, and then, his fingers draw a line above the peaks of my breasts. I shiver, and his eyes darken. He reaches under my shirt to cup my right breast. The moment his warm fingers meet my nipple, I turn slack against his touch. "I desire nothing more than to see these breasts inside a dress made perfectly for them. And these hips," he leaves my nipple to move downwards, "to see them walk towards me and never away."
Pressure builds in my chest. By the time it reaches my hands, I find the courage to push him away. I'm startled and confused, and my heart is beating so fast. Jimin is breathing just as heavily, and we both appear as though we have just steered the ship through a storm. "What have you had to drink, Your Majesty? This is unlike you. Victoria is--"
He smiles, and then, he reaches up to push tendrils of hair behind my ear. "Long before this ship sailed away from the island, I said my goodbyes to a woman I never should have chased." His eyes soften. "And now I wish to say hello to the woman I have always wanted."
I feel so dizzy. I do not know what to think. "Your Majesty, this is not right. Are you drunk?"
"Not tonight," he replies, voice husky and smooth. Down below, a pulse stirs motions of passion. "We will arrive home in the morning and I promised myself I would not leave this ship without your hand in mine. Not again."
"My hand...?" I swallow around the words, and they are painful. Tears prick the corners of my eyes. "I know the men on this ship like to poke fun at servant women, but I thought our friendship would keep me safe from such indecency--"
Jimin feeds a hand to my lower back. He tugs me forward so I land against him. His chest is so strong. The thin veil of undergarment does not stop my hardening nipples from scratching at it. "I would rather pluck my own heart out than go another minute allowing you to believe I do not care for you the way you care for me."
"I am not Victoria."
"No, you are my YN. And you are all I want."
His words feather over my heart. I breathe in to level myself.
"Yesterday, it was Victoria. Today, it is me. Tomorrow, who will it be?"
"You," he answers in so much haste that I can pick out his desperation clearly in the air. He moves closer to me even though we are chest-to-chest. "And it will be you the day after and the day after that and for all the days to come. I was a fool to think another woman could take your place in my heart. I thought you did not want me, but then I..."
"I saw the way you looked at me when I spoke of Victoria." He reaches below to intertwine our fingers. It feels even more intimate than the touch of his fingers on my chest. "I read the longing. I read the pain. And I wanted to throw myself overboard for ever allowing you to feel such a way."
"I am merely a servant, Your Majesty. I would be daft to feel anything for you apart from great admiration."
Jimin growls low in his throat, and as the next moment goes, his fingers tilt my chin upwards. "Do you believe my eyes miss the way you look at me? How your gaze lingers upon me, and finds me even when the last thing I want is to be found?" He pauses to take me in. And then, "Read my eyes, YN," he instructs. "Read them. They only know your name."
I am struck speechless by his words. His words which sound sincere and which, despite everything, breed hope inside my tired heart. I feel myself relax into his soft touch. I want to believe him. Even if just for tonight.
"Only this once," I whisper, trailing my hands up his chest as he watches me curiously. "Please forgive my impropriety, Your Majesty."
The change in atmosphere is instant. Before I can stop myself, I place both my hands on opposite ends of the opening in his shirt and tug. Fabric splits down the middle in jagged rips and bold tears. Jimin's chest heaves up and down and up and down. Ferocious. Solid. Gorgeous. His skin is golden, and unbelievably inviting. But instead of diving for a taste, I wrap my arms around his neck instead and fall back with him on the bed. It whines fiercely in response, although neither of us cares very much. Because we're kissing, and it feels entirely like a dream.
Jimin holds me against him as I move my lips over his in a bold kiss. The kiss is messy and breathy and a tiny bit sloppy, and it occurs to me that I am kissing a prince, but when he touches my waist, I forget. I forget everything. The tears and the years and all the in-betweens. They are no match for the intoxicated moment of right now.
Our chests are pressed together tightly. I can feel his heart pump faster and faster the more we kiss. I wonder if he can hear my heart in tandem. My fingers scrape the skin of his upper chest over and over as we kiss. When he bites my bottom lip, I whimper and he catches the sound with his mouth.
We pull back.
His eyes are moonshine. I am devastated by his handsome features riddled with lust. I had imagined him this way with Victoria. Never myself. I do not know how to do anything.
Fortunately, Jimin takes control.
Slow and lascivious, the prince of my heart removes his garment and throws it to the ground. Then, he reaches out to bring my hand to his open chest, placing it atop his erractic heart. His lips are stained red with my kiss as he speaks.
"From the moment we met," he says, "I belonged to you. And to you I will belong forevermore."
The magnitude of his confession outweighs me. I feel breathless, like the world just spun out of axis. Outside of this door, the ship remains alight with good cheer. My heart burns for the man in my room. His heart ignites with similar mania.
The thought of his lips on mine again makes saliva gather in my mouth. I want to taste him everywhere; touch him everywhere; make love to parts of his body he will never forget.
I let out a whisper for a kiss. Coupled with a small please, my prince does not hesitate to grant me my desire. His heart moves in tune with me and his limbs follow. We are two people in one soul. There is no denying us.
Jimin is soft as he pulls my shirt over my head. He discards of it on the ground where it joins his own. The trousers go next, and while they are loose, Jimin is impatient. He wants them off quicker than they will go. I soothe him with a kiss.
Left only in my thin undergarments, I struggle not to lose myself and my will to have this man as my own while his eyes darken every second he looms over me. His eyes are all over my body and subsequently, all over my heart, and I feel naked without being so.
His hands are warm as they curve over my thighs and quietly separate them. Cold air hits my center, and I shiver. Jimin's hands move to my inner thighs and gently rubs where the skin is thick and hot. The pulse from earlier returns for vengeance. My lips release a whimper.
"I spent years envisioning what it would be like to undo you," he says, "but no dream could live up to having you here with me." He thumb feathers my slit. I exhale. "This is where I dreamt I would make you mine. Would you like that, darling?" This time, he presses his thumb in deeper. Wetness hastily gathers in the spot where he pushed in. He smiles as his brings his thumb back. He drops the appendange into his mouth and sucks. "I shall never eat another course again if you would give me your sweetness to live on."
His blunt admission has me whimpering again and moving my bottom closer to his touch. Jimin shoots me a grin before he lowers his head. He removes the panties quickly, then throws them behind him. I think they land somewhere close to the shirts but I could not care less.
Completely nude, I wait for Jimin to end the torture by bringing me to my finish, but he does not. Instead, my playful prince decides now is the best time to get acquainted with my womanhood.
His mouth first plants a kiss directly on one flap then immediately the other. All the while, my clit throbs for more. He ignores it. Ignores my pleading, too, in order to move his head lower and kiss the bottom of my mound.
"The scent of you," he murmurs, "is the elixir to my undoing." He peppers kisses along my slit. My thighs quake with the unbeatable pleasure. "If I taste you now, I shall truly perish."
"Please, please..."
Jimin chuckles, and I nearly fall into a fit of sobs. Although what he performs next surely does line my eyes with fresh tears.
Careful and quiet, Jimin presses his thumb to the middle of my slit and pushes it open. The sides open to invite him in, stimulated beyond belief. A knot tightens at the bottom of my stomach. I force myself to hold on even though all I want to do is buck up into his face.
"Beautiful," he whispers, sounding as if my mound and he are sharing a private conversation. I clutch the sheets beneath me for a sense of gravity. The cottom sheets melt between my fingers, but I keep holding on. "If your cunt and my mouth were to make love through the night, would you be opposed, my darling?" When I cry out deliriously, he laughs. "A feast fit for a king you are, my love. And you are only mine to eat."
With that last word arrives ecstacy of a million stars as Jimin plunges his tongue inside my heat. My hips buck up like I am a wild animal. Jimin holds me down with a solid hand, not once stopping his ministrations.
His tongue, thick, long, and viciously hot, maneveurs within my cunt in search of something I, too, am desperate to find. Pleasure like nothing before pours out of my skin in rivulets while his tongue dives towards my innermost center. And when that same tongue flicks and sucks on my clit, I find myself promising to thank God for paradise.
I am a whimpering, pathetic mess of tears and disarray. Jimin is relentless. I do not know what he wishes to make of me but I suppose a puddle is not it. When I cry out a third time far too loud to be safe, I place a hand on his shoulder to push him away. He grunts and looks up at me.
I blink back a tear upon seeing his soaked mouth. His red lips are glossed with my essence, and his eyes are divine.
"They will, oh..." I whimper as he lays a flat kiss against my opening. "They will h-hear!"
"This is my ship," he growls, tongue peeking out to lick up my slick on his mouth, "and you are my woman. I will put my sword to good use if any dare say a word."
Then, it is back to his earlier journey within my folds. Release arrives in patterned waves of delight. Four times in the span of what I believe to be an hour. When Jimin tries reaching for a fifth, I shake my head and shift away. Jimin's beautiful mouth is sullen, twisting into a shape of sadness.
"Jimin," I whisper.
His eyes brighten. "Yes, my darling?"
"I wish to be closer to you," I confess, reaching for his trousers. I fumble with the strings for a few seconds before the material finally opens. I look up at him blinking. "So much closer than we are now."
He nods, disposes of his trousers, then cradles my jaw in his perfect hands. His fingers graze my cheeks, my jaw, and then his lips are on my forehead. "Any wish you make is mine to grant."
I blush, but he his mouth seeks mine. I push myself up for his kiss, greediness overflowing my senses. His kisses are fire and I am a moth. When he licks deep, ribbons of pleasure unravels in my veins, making me gasp against his wet mouth. My fingers rush to find a place to hold onto, and in my voyage, I find his solid, extraordinary chest and this is where I clutch him, desperate to match his tongue.
He tastes of sweet nights and romance. By daylight, he will be the people's prince once again. Tonight, he is my own.
Liquid heat surges in my belly. I need him with such dire desperation that I am finding it difficult to keep holding on without an end. Never have I been to needy. To desire so much that it has the potential to ruin me.
"Off, off, please," I beg, trying to tear off his trousers the way I tore his shirt down the middle. Unfortunately, I am unsuccessful. I pout, which makes Jimin chuckle and kiss me full.
But then, he is removing the trousers and throwing them away, too, and for the first time in my life, I am not scared. Not of anything. I want him inside of me. Deep, deep inside.
Jimin nods, taking himself in his hands and pumping twice. His length his thick and I am salivating. For a moment, I ponder if it will hurt. But as soon as the thought arrives, I shoo it away. I would take him even if it hurt.
He lays us down upon the bed. My knees fall apart to cradle his hips. The position allows for his length to fly over my mound, leaving me wanting more. The thrill of his body is enough for now. I go to explore it as he stares at me, intense and beautiful. I touch him everywhere my hands can reach, revelling in his skin and muscles and everything which is mine to have. I do not think about all the years I wished for this. I think about only this. This moment in which my prince wants me and desires me as eagerly as I have always yearned for him.
Fate. This must be the fate they talk about.
My palms fall to fist the bedsheets as Jimin lines himself at my entrance. He reaches down to kiss me as his length pushes in. The insertion leaves me mewling in both discomfort and indescribable euphoria. Jimin is careful with me, so careful, as he prods inwards. Though with time and the gradual biology of our bodies, my muscles and limbs relax as they adjust to him. After that, pure elation fills my veins.
Jimin groans when I clench his length, and I bite my lip to hold back the giggle threatening to escape. He pulls out to thrust back in as revenge, my body joyously shifting up the bed.
He continues his thrusts, slow and hot, while moving his head downwards to suck my nipples into his mouth every so often. My spine arches when he hits the delicious spot inside me, driving me crazy with pleasure. His thumbs also find a way to double it when he reaches between our bodies to play with my clit; flicking it and rubbing it and promising me dirty things.
Heat builds and builds inside. I want to fall into my next release so badly that I can taste it. But I want Jimin's satisfaction even more.
As his movements grow more uncontrolled and his thrusts turn wilder, I start to clench down on his length with raw strength. The tightening of my thighs surprises me, though I continue. I want this for him more than anything.
"I am a man in love," he whispers, chest heaving. "I am desperately in love with you, YN."
Nothing more is said from either of our mouths because in the following moment, Jimin buries his face in my shoulder and releases spasm after spasm of hot, wet liquid into my body. His waves crash against my shore causing me to collapse into my high.
And then we are one body, one soul, connected in the middle of the sea.
"I am in love with you, too, my prince," I whisper, eyes full of fondness. If there is nothing else, I want him to know this. He looks at me, cheeks full and eyes sweet. I arch up to kiss him. "Forevermore."
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tearbtss · 2 days ago
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↳  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 ღ
↳ 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!
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bts-trash-blog · a day ago
Summary: Cold rushed mornings.
Parring: Jungkook X Reader
Warning: Slice of life, freaking fluff
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It's cold.
The type of cold where the air catches your breath, frost covered windows and slippery sidewalks. The cold where your nose goes red, and the tips of your ears burn. It had you wincing when your feet hit the cold floor cause you forgot to turn the heat on. The cold where a nice bowl of soup would warm you from the stomach out.
And yet, Jungkook forgot his jacket.
He had tumbled out of bed, waking you in the process first by dragging the covers half way off of you then by slamming the bathroom door and turning the bedroom light on. Yet the moment he remembered that his girlfriend, you, had yes slept over the night before, and yes was now  groaning and glaring at him had his doe eyes widen as he quickly shut the light back off. Apologizes rolling off his tongue as he fixes the covers over you and press gentle soothing kisses across your face. Making you slightly slap his shoulder with a pout as he chuckled and quickly pressed his lips against yours. While trying to apologize and help you relax so you could go back to sleep he was wasting time, the company vehicle downstairs waiting for him with a grumpy leader and his phone blowing up. He was running late. So late he forgot his jacket.
He was suffering for it.
The car ride there was fine, Namjoon having snapped slightly at him for making the whole day start ten minutes late. But his scolding stopped when Jungkook admitted it was because he woke you up, having forgotten he had you stay the night before. The look in his eyes having Namjoons anger dulle as he saw the love he had when he spoke your name. Though it didn't mean he could get away with it. Though when they arrived on set, the feeling of his arm freezing even though covered with a long sleeve shirt had him shivering. None of the boys had brought a spare, and the stylist team hadn't one either as all the clothes they had brought were costumes. So he decided to suffer.
Taehyung thought differently, knowing the sight of you not only would make the younger man's day but the jacket you'd bring would make the rest of the shoot that much easier.
He had texted you a photo of your shivering boyfriend, body locked in a hug with Jin, him tucked between the man's arms. His own arms hidden by the open jacket. It's the first thing you see when you wake up again hours later. It brought a small smile to your face, moving to get out of bed. Legs thrown over as your feet hit the black shag carpet you'd convince Jungkooke to buy when he had moved in. It was a perfect fit for his bedroom to have under his bed. Standing, you stretch your arms in the air, as you grunt as your back pops. Moving around to grab a spare pair of jeans you kept in one of his drawers and one of Jungkook long sleeves you quickly, while wince at the cold floor bentheir you feet, rush to the bathroom.
Once done changing, a pair of one of his socks and your shoes you'd worn the night before, hair in a messy pony you went and grabbed yours and his jackets. Asking Taehyung where they were filming, instantly getting a reply having you nod, decided you'd get the two of you a hot chocolate.
When finally arriving at the set, the security doesn't even ask for your ID and let you through. Taehyung must've told them you'd be showing up, when you parked and started to walk towards the cameras one of their managers rushed to you and guided you to a chair behind one of the large monitors. The seven boys in front of the camera were dancing to their newest single. Their movement mimicking one another as suddenly Jin stumbles slightly making him and the others groan, the chill of the wind picked up as you adjusted one of the cups on your thighs as the other is brought up to your lips. Jungkook bent in half breath after breath passing his lips as he lifted his head up. The wind picks up more and more, making him snap up his jaw moving in chatters as one of their make-up artists point towards you while patting his face making his eyes widen. His body suddenly pulled from the girl, his body tumbling towards you as his hand reached out for the cup completely ignoring your open arms making you huff as he smiled. The warm drink makes him slightly wince making you chuckle softly, his jacket over your lap as Taehyung rushes over his arms wrapping around your neck making you huff as he smiles.
“Hi.” His voice came out husked as Jungkook's eyes snapped over and glared at the older boy.
“Off.” Jungkook mumbled making you roll your eyes as you leaned against Taehyung, the back of your head resting against his shoulder as he showed you his boxy smile. Jungkook huffs as you lift your cup to sip on the hot chocolate, a small smile curled at the ends of your lips. His body pushing between your legs, his cup resting on the top of your thigh as he smiles at you, though it was clear he was forcing it. “Hug?” He mumbled making you sigh as you looked at Taehyung, his teasing smile still on his lips as he patted your shoulder.
“Should I give him a hug?”
“Eh give him his jacket, he didn't even thank you for bringing him hot chocolate and his jacket.”  hearing Jungkook let out a whine had you looking to see his lower lip jutted out, his doe eyes glimmering in the midday sunlight that was still cold. It had you reach down and lift the jacket to him as he huffed and nuzzled his nose against yours.
“Thank you baby.” He mumbled making you nod as you took his cup from him so he could slip the heavy and long sleeves over his bare arms. Suddenly his lips were pressing against your lips as he hand took his cup back, it had you letting out a small gasp at the sudden movements. Taehyung finally pulled away as he watched his friend poute, shaking his head he walked away making Jungkook's free hand wrap around your waist as his forehead pressed against yours. “Sorry for not hugging you first.”
“Tae-oppa and I were teasing.” You mumble your hand to cup the base of his jaw so as to not disrupt his makeup on his skin. He gave you a lopsided smile as he nudged his nose against your once again.
“Well hyung just had to remind me how to be a gentleman like they raised me to be.” he joked slightly, though a saddened truth was behind his words it had you nodding as you pulled away and gave him a toothy smile.
“So how is the filming going?”
“Good, I'm excited to see how it comes out.” He mumbled making you nod as he let out another breath, a large smile on his face as he looked back at you. “I think Army are really gonna like this one.”
“When havent they liked something you put out?” You mumbled your hand playing with his jacket sleeve as he shook his head and started to chuckle.
“War of hormones was questionable.” You make a face at the mention of their older rmusic as you slowly nod.
“I wasn't bad.” He let out a belly laugh as he moved back from between your legs, the heat of his body gone making you shiver. You watch as he places his cup on the ground then grabbing yours and doing the same. His hands grab yours making you raise your eyebrow as he laces your fingers together, pulling you off of the seat, watching him step back and almost stumble into the motier had you and some of the staff laughing when he mumbled that he was okay. “You're something else.”
“I take that as a complement.”
“I mean it wasn't but interpret it however you want.” Your words were met with him letting out a loud sigh, his breath catching in the air as you playfully smiled at him. Nose nudging against his shoulder as he pulled you into a tight hug.
“Thank you for saving me from the cold.”
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passionatelyfanfic · 22 hours ago
mtl into tongue kissing
Thank you for the ask anon, sorry that the response took so long x
MTL Be Into Tongue/ French Kissing
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Definitely into deep, long french kissing. Would like to suck on your tongue and have you suck on his.
Hoseok/ Jhope/ Hobi
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Very passionate french kissing, fast, with short breaks in between to catch some breath.
Namjoon/ RM
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Slow, sensual, tongue in mouth for short spaces of time, then licks across the lips, maybe a little lip biting and pulling.
Taehyung/ V
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Fast, passionate kissing, tongue in mouth for very short spaces of time, till he moves to kiss some other part of your face.
Yoongi/ Agust D/ Suga
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He enjoys sucking on your clit, I don't see why your tongue would be any different (Lmfao, I'm sorry I couldn't help it).
Seokjin/ Jin & Jimin
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They have those lips for a reason. I can imagine their partner really wanting to suck and bite at their lips. Them enjoying kissing and gently sucking on your lips as well, occasionally adding very little tongue into the kiss.
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strawberrytata · a day ago
he sees you with your new s.o. after the break up ; bts
(inspired by know it all by the band camino)
tries to avoid you but can't help looking and wondering what you saw in that person
was waiting for time to heal so he could ask you for a second chance
looks like he was beat to it
makes conversation with everyone except you two
it's like he's trying his best to make it seem like you're not there
but you are and you moved on
and you seemed so happy, he's never seen you this joyful before
and it breaks him into millions of pieces
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doesn't even notice you're with someone before approaching you to talk
when he does realize, he's embarrassed as hell
he becomes all jealous in an instant
but knows he can't do anything about it
he walks away and maybe even leaves the place
he simply cannot stand how his emotions are working against him
he takes a moment to breath, to remember that everything is okay
but he knows nothing is fine at all
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honestly heartbroken to see you moving on
it felt like since you left he was stuck in the same place (right where you left me starts playing)
he was waiting for you to come back to him
but now you were in someone else's arms
you looked so happy but he felt so betrayed by that happiness when he shouldn't have felt that way
it wasn't over for him
he would do anything to try and get you back
even if it meant waiting for someone else's turn to be over
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approaches you and tries to make casual conversation
it was all to pretend that he wasn't hurting and he knew it was for the best
being there and seeing you with someone else made him realize he needed to move on
despite it hurting so much, it felt like a dagger on his heart
but he knew what mattered was seeing you happy after all that you've been through
it ended for a reason
he felt a weight off of his chest
this was a new beginning for him and he needed that
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now he wouldn't get it at all
how was he replaced so fast? like nothing happened?
he would struggle and would have to leave as well
tears would consume him as he remembered the good parts of your relationship
those highlights in his life wouldn't leave him alone
it's like he needed you in the worst kind of way
somehow knew you weren't coming back to him ever again
but there was always a flame of hope, a spark if you will of your love that lived with him
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oh he was jealous as hell
wouldn't want to walk over to you and just like jin, he would avoid you at any costs
he would try to make you as jealous as you're making him
it would be useless, you wouldn't care and he knew you didn't care
it finally tears him apart the fact that he doesn't get to touch you, love you, have you...
now it was someone else's touch you were lingering
when he himself couldn't even imagine being with someone that wasn't you
but he would have to do it for his own sanity
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he was so lost when he saw you walk in with them
it's like 100 realizations came in at once and he didn't know how to process any of them
he would 100% leave cus he couldn't take the pain
he wouldn't want to have a breakdown in the middle of a crowd
he saw the pity in your eyes as he walked away and it was worse
that moment of anger hit when he knew he should've done better
he could've saved the two of you, your relationship
he just simply chose not to and now he has to live with the consequences
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blu-joons · 2 days ago
A Christmas Proposal ~ Park Jimin
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Your body jolted back as Jimin opened up the door to your rental apartment, the gust of cold air that entered the room hitting against your cheeks. A sigh came from you as a smile appeared on Jimin’s face, unable to stop himself from chuckling at the look of shock on your face.
Jimin quickly reached out and grabbed your hand before you could walk away, making sure that you walked out with him despite the frosty chill that was in the air.
“Why are you making me go for a walk in this Baltic weather?” You groaned, stumbling behind him.
Whilst you weren’t exactly thrilled about trudging through the snow for hours with the tips of your fingers turning red, Jimin couldn’t wait to head out and explore with you. He hated being stuck inside the apartment whilst the snow fell, all he wanted was to go out and make the most of a few days away with you.
“I heard there is a lake not too far from him,” Jimin spoke as you jogged through the snow to try and catch up with him, keeping a hold of your hand to try and keep it warm.
Living in the middle of nowhere wasn’t quite how you imagined spending your Christmas, but the enthusiasm that you saw in Jimin was too much for you to ignore, deciding to join him at the cabin, no matter how reluctant you were to be in the cold.
“The lake will be frozen, won’t it?” You asked him as he tried to figure out the route that he was supposed to take to get there. “If you’re going to make me go ice skating on a frozen lake, I hope you know the way to the hospital.”
“Don’t worry, there is no ice skating involved in what I’ve got planned.”
You hummed in response to him, without any information as to what Jimin’s plans were, you were far from convinced that he didn’t have something up his sleeve once you got to your destination.
As the two of you began to walk amongst the trees, you slowly began to find enjoyment in your adventure. You couldn’t remember the last time that you had managed to find some time with Jimin, to be able to catch up and talk like a normal couple.
In fact, you couldn’t remember the last time that you had even managed to hold his hand for more than ten minutes without someone pulling him away and busying him.
“I don’t think we’re too far away,” Jimin told you as he noticed the environment getting sparse.
As he glanced across at you, Jimin could finally see the hint of a smile on your face as you took in what was around you too. With a bit of sweet talking, Jimin knew that he could convince you that adventuring with him at Christmas wouldn’t be so bad.
It didn’t take long before Jimin managed to get you safely down to the lake, noticing a fallen tree branch that stretched along the side of the lake, walking you across to it so that you could take a seat and try to warm up a bit.
“Here,” Jimin grinned as he brushed the snow off of the tree so that you could sit down, seating himself down beside you once you were comfortable, keeping his hand in yours so that he could keep you warm too.
“It’s much prettier than I thought it would,” you mused as you took it all in, glancing down at the faint cracks in the ice.
Despite being stuck in the same four walls for much of your trip, you could finally appreciate the hidden beauty of the forest now that you had managed to escape, seeing the appeal that Jimin found in the place too.
“Maybe I’ve been a little bit cold about coming away with you,” you suggested as Jimin met your eyes, offering you a soft smile as he pulled his scarf down.
His head shook back at you straight away, throwing his free arm over your shoulders as he pressed a gentle kiss against the top of your head.
The trip had been far from perfect for him, lots of the things that he had planned had to be cancelled, giving you every reason to be frustrated. You’d given up a lot to go away with Jimin, and thanks to the weather most of that had been for nothing.
With the exception of tonight.
Although you only had tomorrow at the cabin before you headed back home to go back to normal, Jimin had everything planned out to at least try and make the last couple of days of your break as special as he possibly could.
To finally see the smile on your face was all that Jimin wanted to see, to give you what you deserved for all that you sacrificed for him over the year.
Despite very little being able to make up for the time that you’d missed, his hopes rested on one thing to try and make up for the time that you had been stuck in alone.
“I’m glad we’re here,” you suddenly spoke up just as you both went quiet.
Jimin nodded beside you, “I’m glad that we’re here too, although it’s not quite shaped up to be the magical Christmas holiday that I had in mind for us both.”
He had visions of perfections, ideas that he had been excited for months in advance, and although he ran the risk of the winter weather interrupting the two of you, he never imagined quite how much it would.
“I wish there was more that I could have done for you, I didn’t imagine a walk to a frozen lake being the highlight of our week,” Jimin confessed, “I thought we could at least do some of the things that you’re supposed to do at Christmas.”
“Just spending time with you is all that I’ve wanted for Christmas,” you assured him, relaxing your free hand against the top of his leg, “perhaps things haven’t gone quite to plan, but we’ve been with each other, right?”
Once again, he nodded in agreement with you, relieved to hear the optimism in your voice. Getting out with you seemed to have done the trick in making sure that you knew just how special the trip had meant to Jimin.
“We’ve still got the rest of tonight, and tomorrow,” you reminded him, squeezing gently against his thigh, “we might still get to do a few of those things, as long as the weather sticks on side with us for a change.”
“There is one thing I know that the weather won’t interrupt.”
Your eyebrows furrowed as Jimin stood up from the tree, pulling you up with him. His hands briefly pressed to your cheeks to try and warm them up, moving you a few steps towards the lake to make sure that things were perfect.
His hands both slipped away from you, reaching into the pocket of the large jacket that he had wrapped around of his body in search of what he wanted, feeling your eyes watching over every little thing that he did.
Once he had found what he wanted, Jimin took another step back, lifting the lid off of what he had found from his pockets.
“Y/N,” Jimin whispered, as he knelt down before you.
A sharp intake of breath came from you as you met Jimin’s eyes, feeling his free hand slip into yours, making sure that you didn’t panic as he stood before you.
“What’s all this?” You chuckled in disbelief, bringing your hand over your mouth, “you’ll catch a cold if you kneel down Jimin.”
“Don’t worry,” he laughed, allowing his smile to grow, “a bit of a cold is a small sacrifice to make in order to spend the rest of my life with you. Although the build up to this moment has been far from the idea that I had in mind, I hope more than anything that it hasn’t taken away from the fact that I want this Christmas to be the start of something special for us.”
You were glad for the chill in the air to give you the perfect excuse for the redness in your cheeks as you tried to keep yourself composed.
“I’ll never be able to describe to you just how much you mean to me, so all I’ll say before I start getting too emotional is…Y/N, will you marry me?” He questioned.
Without a thought, your head nodded as Jimin slipped the glove off of your hand, replacing it with the ring as he took it out of the box and slid it onto your finger.
Once the ring was on your finger, you knelt down too despite Jimin’s protests, cupping your hands against either side of his face. “I will always say yes to you,” you grinned, pressing a kiss to his pale lips.
A smile of relief graced his face as he put the box back in his pockets, “I’m glad that you said yes, it would have been a bit awkward if you said no.”
“There’s no way that I would ever say no to you,” you instantly assured him, “somehow you’ve ended up turning this Christmas into something incredibly magical, nothing will be able to top this off.”
“I’ve got the rest of my life to try.”
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yoonlattesworld · 2 days ago
Jungkook x reader oneshot
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Summary:jungkook cheats on his girlfriend with you. But you both weren't the only one who were at fault.
Jungkook x reader one shot
Genre: angst and fluff
Warning: mentions of cheating
Author's pov
"since when?" Her cold but shaky voice bounced in the wall of there living room where once happy memories were made. He was not looking at her even though she was breaking down in front of him,the girl that he fell in love with was now crying because of him. But did he felt anything for her? No. He wasn't feeling guilty. He didn't regret cheating on her. Even when she was crying in front of him,the only thing that he could think about was you. "Three months" his voice was colder than hers. He didn't looked at her even when a loud sob racked her body. Because he knew that you were also crying silently blaming yourself for everything. "Why?" He finally looked at her hearing her shaky whisper "are you really asking me this? He scoffed as more tears made there way down her cheeks. "How could you do this to me after 3 fucking years?!" She shouted at him but he didn't even flinched. He knew that he lost feelings for his girlfriend months ago. He also knew that it was his fault for not telling her this sooner. But she was at fault too. How could he tell her when she never had time to even have a 5 minute conversation with him? She was never there. She was never there when he needed her the most but you were. You were always there for him. He knows that he loves you.
It all started 6 months ago when he felt that for the first time,he didn't felt the same excitement to see his beloved girlfriend Mia. She was his first love. His dream girl and he was happy. They have been together since 3 years but 6 months ago,he started spending less time with her. Not that she noticed. She was always too busy with her work. She managed to take time out of her schedule for her friends but never him. She had time to hang out with her friends but whenever he arranged a date,she was busy. Than after another 3 months,it was confirmed that he has lost feelings for his girlfriend. He tried. He really tried to save their relationship which was on the verge of falling apart. He tried by picking her up from her work place. But he always had to come home alone because she was working late everyday. He tried by arranging small dates but she came on one date and that time too she had to leave early because of work. He tried. He really did but at one point he gave up. He was tired of being the only one who was making all the efforts. He was tired of her behaviour. He tried to understand too. But he never understood how she got time for her friends but never for him. In the beginning of those six months he met you. He fell in love the moment he saw you. You were Mia's coworker. A kind acquaintance who was liked by everyone because of her sweet nature. You had saw him too. You knew that he was your coworker's boyfriend so you greeted him with a polite smile and got his bunny smile in return. Unknowingly both of your heats started pounding.The second time he met you was at the grocery store when he wanted to make a nice dinner for his girlfriend. He noticed that his heart fluttered When you smiled at him "shouldn't you be at work right now?" He asked you smiling softly and you replied with a same soft smile "yeah i do but i leave early on Wednesdays" he nodded in understanding and you bowed excusing yourself. As he bowed back and watched you disappear from his site.
The next time he met you was when he went to pick Mia up from her work place. It was Wednesday so he was a little surprised to see you exiting the building looking visibly tired. But there was no sign of Mia which was strange as it was almost 9 pm and she leaves at 8:30. He had told her that he will come to pick her up too. You saw him standing there and went to greet him,a little surprised too "Jungkook-sii? What are you doing here?" He looked at you from head to Toe because even in your tired state,you still looking fucking gorgeous. His intense gaze made you blush but you quickly shaked it off."I should ask you the same miss y/n. Didn't you said you leave early on Wednesdays?" You looked surprised that he remembered it even though it has been a week already. "Umm Mia had to go somewhere so she told me cover her shift that's why..." You trailed off seeing the evident confusion on his face "she had to go? Where?" "Didn't she told you? She went out with some of her friends" his jaw clenched when he heard those words. He chuckled bitterly as you looked up at him with your doe eyes. He wasn't even surprised any more but she even made you do her work because she wanted to go out. That night he insisted on dropping you home as it was late and he was also feeling bad because you had to work late because of his girlfriend. You were hesitant but eventually agreed.
That night he expected Mia waiting for him but he was met with nothing but silence. Sighing tiredly he went to there shared bedroom to see her sleeping peacefully. She didn't even waited for him. It seemed it she doesn't even care anymore. The third time he met you was when he was walking in the park where he had his first kiss with Mia. He was really upset that day because it was the 6th time she cancelled there date at the last minute. He wanted to tell her about his feelings. Tell her that he fell out of love but she didn't have time because of 'work'. That night he felt mixed emotions inside him when he saw you sitting on a bench. The light breeze gently kissing your cheek as your hair flowed softly. You were wearing a simple white t shirt with blue jeans and a purple cardigan. Fuck you are so cute.
You looked up hearing footsteps and a warm smile adorned your face when you saw him. "Hello jungkook-shi-" before you could complete your sentence,he growled "i like you so fucking much"and in a second you were on your feet as his hand wrapped around your waist tightly and you bumped into his hard chest. You gasped and looked at him to see him looking at you with his jaw clenched. His gaze was so intense that it caused you to stutter nervously "w-what-" again,he cut you off but this time,he smashed his lips on yours making your eyes widened for the nth time. There was no use in denying it anymore because he knew from the start that he is in love with you. His arms around you tighten and he pushed his tongue inside your mouth causing you to softly moan his name "j-jungkook" he let out a low growl as you melted in his arms and kissed him back. Your hands rested on his chest and his another hand supported your jaw, softly carresing your cheek. Suddenly "meow" a cat passed the both of you while meowing loudly causing you to flinch and pull back hastily. Your eyes widened and you looked horrified realising that you just kissed your coworker's boyfriend. "N-no this is wrong w-we shouldn't" you pushed him gently as tears filled your eyes and you looked down in shame. Jungkook's eyes softened and he immediately pulled you back holding you tightly as you kept on pushing him but he was too strong for you. "Hey hey hey baby look at me" he whispered raspily and made you look at him. You sniffled and whimpered"i-i am sorry...t-this.." "y/n calm down baby" he said and hugged you tightly while you buried your face in his chest. Once you stopped crying,he made you look at him again "do you have feelings for me? And answer honestly sweetheart i promise i will walk away if you don't feel the same" you looked hesitant but than he heard you whisper "i-i do" it was true. You liked him from the moment you saw him but you knew that it was wrong so you tried to forget those feelings.
He smiled a little and leaned his forehead against yours "i like you angel" you looked up at him with your innocent eyes and whispered"b-but Mia...she is your girlfriend jungkook " "i don't love her" your eyes widened a little and he made you sit on the bench and crouched down in front of you taking your small hands in his much bigger ones. He one by one told you everything. You looked at him with sad eyes knowing he had to suffer alone. Sighing heavily he felt you pulling him up so that he sat beside you. Cupping his face in your small hands you whispered"you aren't alone jungkook..i will always be there for you" you started blushing when you realised what you just said and started stuttering nervously"i-i mean only if you want to-" your sentence was cut short again when he placed his lips on your again. Pulling you on his lap he kissed you passionately. His hands wrapped around your waist and your's wrapped around his neck. You both slowly kissed each other. His tongue caressing yours as your fingers tangled in his hair. Pulling back he buried his face in your neck breathing heavily. After so long,he felt happy. He felt the warmth that he craved for so long. And that was the start of your relationship.
One day you both were laying on his bed with your head on his head as he held you delicately. "Koo" he hummed kissing your forehead "do you ever regret this?" His eyebrows furrowed and he looked at you"what do you mean babygirl" "i-i mean this..did you ever wished that you haven't lost feelings for her?" "No" you looked up surprised and he continued"i Don't regret anything. And i am glad that i met you that day babygirl. I am glad that i lost feelings for her. I...i love you baby" it was the first time he said that and you bite your lip trying to hide your shy smile and mumbled"i-i love you too koo" smiling fondly he hugged your petite body tightly "b-but koo i-i feel bad for Mia. She still loves you. Don't you think we should tell her?" Of course you were scared to tell her. What will she think after finding out that her boyfriend was cheating on her with her coworker. You heard him sigh "you know that i tried to tell her multiple times baby. But she never listened... don't worry y/n. I will tell her today" you were about to say something but your eyes widened when you heard the front door opening. Mia was home. You gasped and looked at jungkook to see his face emotionless "j-jungkook she is home w-what should we do?" He cupped your face and looked at you "hey don't be scared baby. You know i won't let anything happen to you. I will handle it yeah? I am going to break up with her right now. You stay here okay?" You nodded shakily and watched him as he stood up and walked towards the door.
Jungkook walked down the stairs and looked at Mia who was looking at your clothes folded on the couch. You like to wear his clothes so every time you come here,you wear his clothes and keep yours neatly folded on the couch. "Jungkook whose clothes are these?" She looked up not hearing any response but her throat dried when she remembered you were wearing the same white shirt with a pencil skirt. Gulping she looked at him to see him looking at her with cold and emotionless eyes "kook i asked you something. Answer me!" She raised her voice and you flinched. "They are my girl's clothes" "w-what? Jungkook I'm your girlfriend what are you s-saying-" "let's break up" her eyes widened and he continued speaking "i fell out of love. I'm sorry but i love someone else"
*present time*
He scoffed and said "you are asking me how? Seriously Mia?" "H-how can you cheat on me jungkook..w-was i not enough?" "You weren't" he said without hesitation and another loud sob escaped her mouth. "You are such an asshole jeon" "stop saying like it's all my fault Mia. Were the fuck were you to call me an asshole when i needed you? Ha let me remind you. You were working or busy hanging out with your friends. You are always working Mia" her eyes widened hearing those words and she snapped back at him "that doesn't fucking give you a reason to cheat on me jeon! You could just told me about it!" His jaw clenched and anger flashed in his eyes "Told you?! When the fuck should i tell you when you are never fucking home! When the fuck should i talk to you when we see each twice a week despite living in the same house?! You know how horrible i felt when i realised i fell out of love?! I hated myself for that because i knew that i will hurt you that's why i fucking tried my best to save this relationship! I tried my best to gain those feelings back! But you weren't any help to it! You cancelled every fucking date at the last minute. You told me you were busy every single time i tried to spend time with you! And you are saying that this is my fault?! Where were YOU when i needed you?! Where were you when i had a bad argument with my manager and needed comfort. Well let me tell you. You were busy hanging out with your friends Mia. You had time for your friends but never for us! But she was there for me! She was there for me every single time when i needed someone! And honestly? I regret being with you. I wish we had never met" his words caused her heart to squeeze painfully as she looked down on shame knowing he was right. She was too busy living her life that she completely forgot about her boyfriend. Of course she loves him with all her heart. But at that time she realised that love isn't the only thing keeping a relationship stable. "Who is she?" She whispered shakily and he replied to her with the same cold tone "you don't need to know" both of there head snapped towards the bedroom door hearing a crashing sound. Mia heard jungkook curse under his breath before he ran towards the bedroom. Knocking the door loudly he was met with nothing but the sound of sobs. His heart clenched and he immediately kicked the door open to find you crouching on the floor while covering your ears. You were shaking and crying "y/n" he whispered and wasted no time in cradling you in his arms. He forgot that you have phonophobia (the fear of loud noises) "hey hey shh it's fine babygirl. Everything is fine. I'm here shh" he whispered in your ear rubbing your back not noticing that Mia was standing at the door watch him with sad eyes. He really does loves you. Sniffling you looked up at him "k-koo" "yeah baby I'm here. It's okay" only then you noticed Mia standing there watching you both with her jaw clenched "so it's really you" she chuckled bitterly as you both stood up and jungkook immediately hide you behind him. Mia looked at jungkook with nothing but pain in her eyes realising she lost him forever "I'm sorry" looking at him one last time,she walked out of his room and his life completely. He sighed and took you in his arms as you gripped his shirt tightly and looked at him with teary eyes "i-i am sorry koo. It all happened b-because of me" you wailed and he cupped your face gently"it's not your fault babygirl. Don't worry about anything. I promise i will never let anything happen to you" he pressed his lips on your. Your lips moulding together perfectly. He picked you up and walked towards the bed not breaking the kiss. Gently placing you on the bed,he hovered on your small form and placed kisses all over your face. You giggled a little making him smile too and he pecked your lips before saying"i love you babygirl" "i love you too koo" maybe many happy moments might be waiting for you in the future even though your start of the relationship was unsual but you know that he will always make you happy and you will do the same.
Ofcourse you felt bad for Mia. But she also got to understand that work is not important than your loved ones. Maybe she will also get her hapoy ending soon.
Author's note: hey guys! It's my first time posting a jungkook one shot so i hope you all like like! Also,some of you may think that kook and y/n are wrong but see it from his side too. What mia did was wrong. Both of them were at fault. It showed that they weren't for eachother.
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kpop-er · 2 days ago
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Just Main Dancer tingz
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