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chimmy-joos · 7 years

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The Proposal part 3 |M|

Description: You’re tired of being alone for years without a boyfriend so you propose a deal to Jimin. Little did you know your little affair will unfold to be more than secret kisses at night.

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

word count: 7.5k

tags: smut, fluff, fingering, oral sex

Part 1 2

A/N: think of this as a filler page if you want, I personally believe its important to the plot. You know, just my opinion as the author :) its very dialogue heavy but bear with me please!

Jimin laid sprawled out on his bed staring up at the ceiling. No thoughts, just idly keeping his eyes open while his chest rose and fell in an even rhythm. He kept his hands folded over his chest while subconsciously tapping his thumbs together. The comforter beneath Jimin was slowly gathering his heat and he was getting hotter, but he still didn't move.

Jimin was thinking about something. He was thinking so intensely that he didn't realize that he still hadn't eaten breakfast and his roommate Jungkook had to remind him eat. He didn't even feel hungry because all feelings had left his body. He was thinking about you and most importantly what Jimin felt towards you. After dropping you home that night--it might've been around four in the morning, neither of you paid any attention to the time--but as Jimin tried to fall asleep, his mind raced with all sorts of emotions that he couldn't quite pinpoint. After all, this was the first time he had felt anything like this.

Eventually, after beating up his mind with thinking all day, Jimin had come to the conclusion. He liked you. He really fucking liked you. It was amazing how someone like him--a tired, troublesome college student that rarely showed up to class and when he was skipping, he spent his time at home or with friends--could fall for a girl like you. Smart, ambitious, charming, cute, beautiful, sexy, and mature didn't even begin to chip into the deep complexity of your personality. It was from the very beginning when you caught his eye. Not when you asked to have sex with him, but freshman year in the Art History class that you shared together. You sat right next to him and although you probably never batted an eye at Jimin, he always kept your prescience in the back of your head. If it were any other smart person, he would've cheated off of them in a second.

And the sex with you was absolutely mind-blowing. It was hard for Jimin to believe you had never had sex before because you just oozes sex appeal whenever you were with him. How could any guy resist that? How was anyone blind to that? How is it that the man that you like can't see that you're so many more levels of perfect compared to his current girlfriend?

Thinking about Namjoon made Jimin's skin itch with frustration. He didn't deserve your love and most importantly, you shouldn't even be looking at Namjoon because he was so ungrateful. Did he even know what he was missing out on?

Look at me. Fall in love with me. The obsessive thoughts harassed Jimin and he realized just how crazy in love he was with you. he was not deserving of you either, of course. He was indeed that typical bad boy that had a soft spot only for you. However Jimin knew you wouldn't settle for someone like him. You'd probably grow up and own a business and marry a CEO of the same status as you. Or maybe you would become a lawyer and own your own firm, making enough money to pay off your student loans while Jimin rotted away in his pristine white cubicle or maybe still stuck behind the counter of a bar handing out drinks to men twice his age.

"Fuck," Jimin cursed as he rolled out of bed. His muscles had gotten stiff from not moving the entire time he was deep in thought and he needed to do some stretching. Jimin headed out of his room and found Jungkook sitting on the couch with his other roommate, Taehyung. Taehyung and Jimin had been friends for years before college and decided to move in together during college. Jungkook became their third musketeer the summer of sophomore year.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," Taehyung snickered, refusing to take his eyes off of the T.V. screen as the two tag-teamed in Destiny 2. "We just ordered Chinese food. I hope you like beef lo-mein."

"I'm not hungry," Jimin replied and sank in the space next to Jungkook. "But I'll eat because I'm bored."

"What happened to that one girl?" Jungkook asked and immediately after his knee jerked to hit Taehyung for missing his shot. Jimin glanced at the boy with narrowed eyes.

"What girl?"

"You know, the one from Tech class. I thought she was into you." Jungkook said and Jimin sighed in relief. It wasn't that Jimin didn't want people to find out about the relationship you two shared, but to respect the policies you addressed over text that stated you didn't want anybody knowing about it, Jimin didn't mention your relationship to anyone. Although, Jimin nearly threw that one out the window the night of the party.

"She was, but I'm not interested," Jimin grumbled when he felt his phone vibrate.

[12:45] you: are you at your apartment?

The question came as peculiar to Jimin and he wasn't exactly sure why you wanted to know.

[12:45] Jimin: yeah why?

[12:46] you: can I come over? [12:46] you: I want to see you

This is exactly why Jimin's feelings were all over the place. It's because you said things like this that his heart pinched and tugged at his chest and his stomach did flips and his face flushed with heat. So unbelievably adorable and subliminally driving Jimin insane. He glanced at his two roommates whom oozed testosterone and Jimin wasn't so sure he wanted to bring a sweet girl like you into this territory. But at the same time, he didn't want to turn you down.

With a sigh, Jimin replied.

[12:47] Jimin: yeah sure, just tell me when youre here

[12:47] you: I'm here

Jimin's eyes popped open and he nearly jumped out of his seat. He glanced up at the door which you possibly (most likely because you weren't one to lie) be standing outside of. Jimin hadn't showered since last night, he was still wearing his sleepwear which consisted simply of a white tee and shorts but he wanted to look presentable for you.

"Shit," Jimin muttered under his breath and clenched his teeth as he got up. Walking over to peep through the hole to see if you were there, Taehyung quickly glanced at Jimin and then back to the game.

"Who is it? The neighbors?" Taehyung asked and Jimin peeked through the hole. He grumbled deep in his throat when he saw you shifting from foot to foot side to side with your head lowered as you waited patiently. Jimin pressed his forehead against the door and took a deep breath before unlocking the door. He opened it up just a sliver and your head perked up. Jimin swiftly slipped outside and closed the door behind him.

After closing the door, Jimin glanced down to meet your eyes as they looked him up and down. His jaw clenched.

"Did I wake you up?" You asked.

"Oh..." Jimin glanced down and smiled crookedly. "No, I was just... really lazy to change."

"I get it," you laughed lightly. Jimin gulped and his hand, which was strangely still on the doorknob, tightened in panic. "Can I come in?" You glanced over Jimin's shoulder.

"Oh, that's um..." Jimin hummed, trying to come up a quick excuse but none came to mind. You frowned seeing Jimin hesitating.

"Did I come at a wrong time? I can go if it's--" you said but Jimin interrupted with a loud:

"No!" Jimin exclaimed and you clamped your mouth shut. "No, don't go."

The words made your heart jump, just a little, and you realized why you came here in the first place. You had been thinking about Jimin and it might've been a stretch in your relationship but you were compelled to see him even just for a second.

"You can come in but fair warning that my roommates are home and the house smells very much of men." Jimin laughed nervously and you only smiled.

"That's okay," you said and Jimin slowly opened the door back up. When you walked in, your first sight was the two other college students sitting on the edge of the couch while their hands jumbled the video game controller in their hands. And then the scent of pine hit you immediately after, which made you chuckle.

If this is what men smell like, you'd be more than glad to stay here all day.

"Hey guys," Jimin spoke up and closed the door behind you, which made you conscious of his hand near your lower back. "This is Y/N. Y/N, this is Taehyung and Jungkook."

The two college boys glanced up at you, their stares lingering longer than usual. You shifted uncomfortably behind Jimin but still managed to wave and mutter a small 'hello'.

"Hey," Taehyung raised his hand and waved back as he pulled his lips back into a smile. You weren't surprised to see that Jimin's friends were as attractive as he was. Taehyung had this golden glow to him and chestnut locks that accentuated his honey skin; his dark brown eyes were like hypnotizing orbs that you couldn't pull away from and even in his simple printed tee and shorts, he looked like he jumped off the casual page of a Gucci magazine.

"I'm Jungkook," Jungkook, Jimin's other roommate looked just as attractive if not more. He wore a black hoodie and basketball shorts--a common outfit that you started to see more often now that you began to hang out with Jimin. Except Jungkook kept his hickory shaded hair back with a muted orange beanie. Jungkook smiled at you, his lips stretching to reveal his bunny-like teeth underneath and seeing his innocent grin made you smile.

Jungkook paused the game and forced Taehyung to peel his eyes away from the T.V. screen to look at you. "I didn't know we were having a guest over. If Jimin had told us beforehand, I would've cleaned up a bit." Jungkook snickered and snuck a glance at Jimin. A glance that said 'is this the new girl you're fucking?', but Jimin hoped you didn't catch onto it. He glared at Jungkook before placing his hand protectively on the small of your back.

"Well, I didn't know she was coming over either," Jimin snapped back with a raise of his eyebrows. He turned to you and suddenly you felt his hands slip into yours. The intimate contact of Jimin's warm hand clasped around yours sent electricity shooting up your arm and warmed your heart. You pressed your lips into a thin line to hide the smile that threatened to appear on your lips and reveal the fluttering happiness that tickled your stomach.

"We'll be in my room if you need us." Jimin said and pulled me along to his room. As you passed the two college students, you strained a small smile and muttered a 'nice to meet you' before Jimin and you disappeared in his room. When you walked in, the familiar smell of pine hit you once again and reminded you of the first time you entered this room. The images of Jimin vigorously fucking you and you coming over and over again; the overwhelming scents of Jimin's musk and sweat along with the pine--it was all too vivid of a memory and suddenly your crotch was aching with need.

You sat on the bed a bit uncomfortably as Jimin sat next to you.

"So why'd you come over?" Jimin asked, raising his eyebrows in curiosity. Your cheeks colored and you glanced over to Jimin, holding your eye contact just a bit longer than usual.

"Maybe I just wanted to see you," you replied with a smirk. "Is that bad?"

Jimin inhaled sharply and his body tensed. Things like this drive him absolutely crazy. He clenched his hands at his side, nails digging into his palms as he held back from pinning you to the bed and ravishing you until you were moaning his name without a second thought of his two roommates just outside the room.

"Not bad, but..." Jimin brushed his hand over yours and you flinched at the sudden skin-to-skin contact. You whipped your head upwards and your nose brushed against his. Both of you jumped at this action and came to the realization that you were this close. His soft lips were right there and Jimin was holding your hand and he smelled so good and you just-

"Y/N?" Jimin whispered, but his tone sounded like he didn't want a reply. Hearing your name at such a close proximity did things to you and your need to jump onto Jimin grew stronger. Now, although you had stated prior to having your first time taken from Jimin that kissing was prohibited because you wanted to (very stupidly so) kiss Namjoon so badly and nobody else--the first thing you wanted to do now was to crash your lips against Jimin's. How bizarre of it that you would tarnish such a rule for someone as irresistible as Jimin?

It seemed that both of you had the same idea. As your eyes fluttered closed, Jimin leaned in and after what seemed like an eternity of just having sex (which was actually just a few months), your lips finally touched. The kiss, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a peck, was light and quick as if both of you were hesitant about it even though you both wanted it so badly. The thought of kissing Jimin had definitely crossed your mind, but it never stayed long. You were already having sex with him, so why would you need to retract back to kissing? Perhaps it was because it seemed like a more intimate gesture that you would rather do with Namjoon.

Yet for some odd, bizarre and incomprehensible reason, Namjoon had disappeared from your mind long before you kissed Jimin. All the feelings you harbored for Namjoon, all the fantasies you created of him, the longing stares you shot at his back had vanished and were replaced with Jimin. You didn't exactly know when you started feeling this way towards Jimin, but all you knew was it felt so right to finally be kissing Jimin.

Jimin pulled away first and you inhaled deeply, not even realizing you had stopped breathing during the kiss. How long did it last again? You weren't sure.

You took a moment to look into Jimin's eyes; wide and a bit dazed as they were, but still charming. You pressed your lips together while running your tongue over them in an attempt to taste Jimin.

"You drive me fucking crazy." Jimin smiled and his hand went up to push a strand of hair behind your ear. His fingers brushed slightly against your cheek and you prayed that he couldn't feel how hot your cheeks were. His hand traveled to the back of your neck and pulled you in for another kiss. You pressed your hands on Jimin's chest, which was hard for you since you didn't know whether to focus on his defined pecs or his lips that gradually moved aggressively with yours. Jimin's hand found its way to your waist and that was when you finally gave in, snaking your hands up around his neck.

You nipped at Jimin's bottom lip, letting him know that you wanted more than to just suck on his lips. As tempting as that sounded, it definitely wasn't enough. Jimin opened his mouth just enough for his tongue to slip in and when you felt the wet muscle slide across your tongue, you breathed out a moan into Jimin's mouth. You clamped your mouth shut in embarrassment while Jimin grinned against your lips.

"Come here, baby," he whispered into you, pulling away and taking your hand. He pulled you gently over him so your legs were straddled over his deliciously thick thighs. As you lowered yourself onto Jimin, you could feel his semi-erection pressing against his shorts which only heightened your arousal. Your arms wrapped around Jimin's neck just as his hands cupped your waist securely.

"Jimin," you sighed and closed your eyes when you felt his lips on your collarbone. "W-What about your roommates...?" You stammered as his kisses traveled up your neck and to your jawline. He kissed you on the lips once before pulling away with a smirk on his lips. He raised a brow at you mischievously.

"Come on, Y/N, do you really think I'm careless enough to leave the door unlocked?" Jimin said and returned to kissing your jaw. You whimpered as his hands fumbled with your stomach underneath the shirt you were wearing.

"That's not what I meant, ah," you moaned quietly as Jimin found a new sensitive spot along the nape of your neck. The ticklish feeling made you pull Jimin closer, nearly burying his face in your neck.

Jimin growled deeply against your skin, sinking his teeth into your soft flesh as if to mark you. Right now, you were his. Not Namjoon's. Not anybody else's. And just in case you were to forget that, there would be evidence bruised all over your body.

Jimin pulled away from your neck and returned back to your lips which he couldn't get enough of. You tasted so sweet with hints of mint and cherry? That was probably from your lip balm, but gosh it was so delicious. He could spend all day kissing you.

Your hands were tangled in Jimin's brown locks as your mouths moved in a synced rhythm. You weren't much of a experienced kisser (how could you be when Jimin had most of your firsts), but this was perfect. Jimin didn't live in saliva city nor did he use too much teeth (the most was when he nipped at your bottom lip which drove you crazy) and his lips were just so soft, you wondered if he knew you two would be making out before you came over and prepped his lips prior to your arrival.

Another moan escaped your mouth as Jimin thumbed your lower back. You grinded down against Jimin's erection which allowed some relief on your part. Positioning yourself better over Jimin, you ground into him again and a wave of pleasure shot through you.

"Fuck yes, grind into me more." Jimin pleaded and closed his eyes. You happily complied and positioned your crotch over his hardness while rolling your hips in circles over it. It felt good for both of you and not long into it, the room was filled with soft grunts and moans. "That feels so good." Jimin tilted his head back and you took the moment to suck on his neck, leaving a red bruise on it.

"Oh my god, I'm so wet." You giggled shyly and raised your hips above Jimin. Your hand went down to rub against his length through his jeans and you felt it was damp from your crotch. Jimin's breath hitched when you stroked him through his shorts.

"God yes, just like that," Jimin gripped your thighs and thrust his hips against your hand. You licked your lips and tugged down his shorts. You weren't surprised to see Jimin not wearing underwear since he was relaxing at home and you appeared so suddenly, but you were pleasantly surprised to see Jimin's erect dick spring up from beneath his shorts. It was so beautiful that you felt a bit strange for admiring such an obscene body part. His veiny, throbbing cock curved ever so slightly against Jimin's muscular naval; the tip glistening with a drop of precum. It fit perfectly in your grasp and you loved the way precum beaded out of the reddening tip as you stroked it.

You placed your hand against Jimin's stomach, getting pleasure in feeling his abs contract in sync with his shaky breaths. Jimin watched you with dark eyes glazed over with lust and desire. His hands caressed your hair gently while savoring the sight of your hand wrapped around his cock. He tried to control his breathing, but every time your thumb rubbed his sensitive tip, his body jerked forward and his breath got caught in his throat.

They're just her hands, Jimin thought; the simplicity of you just using your hands to get him off and it feeling this good was so amazing and hard for Jimin to wrap his head around. And when he thought it couldn't get any better, Jimin felt your soft lips kiss his tip. Jimin's eyes widened and he hissed as he watched the tip disappear inside of your mouth. Both of his hands went to smooth your hair back as you took Jimin into your mouth, pausing every now and then to lick his shaft. You would glance up at Jimin and feel yourself get wet. His lustful gaze that let you know he was feeling good and it amused you to see his mouth agape as small pants and grunts escaped his lips.

You moved back to his tip and sucked as Jimin's clutched the base of your hair tightly. He threw his head back and grunted a very primal, guttural growl.

"Oh fuck, your mouth is amazing." Jimin praised. You tried not to smile in fear of possibly scraping your teeth against Jimin's dick, but the compliment didn't go unnoticed as it tugged the strings of your heart. You placed your hands on Jimin's inner thigh to allow you to go deeper. You repeated the action of taking him deeper in your mouth and running your tongue all over his shaft and sucking on the tip. Every time you went deeper, Jimin's body twitched in pleasure and you knew he was close to coming when he started bucking his hips forward.

His hands grabbed your hair tighter and thrust his hips into your mouth so hard that he was hitting the back of your throat.

"Ah fuck, I'm gonna cum Y/N," Jimin groaned and popped his dick out of your mouth. He stroked it a few times before spilling his warm seed into your mouth in long spurts. You kept it open with your tongue out to catch his release. Jimin had his lip pulled underneath his teeth to suppress his groans, but his whimpering pants sounded like music to your ears. After pumping the last few drops into your mouth, Jimin let his sensitive cock lay against his stomach which heaved up and down with Jimin's heavy breaths.

You licked your lips of the excess cum and the pure lewdness of it made Jimin's heart race. You stood and pecked Jimin's lips before pulling away with a smile.

"You taste good." You said with a giggle. Jimin couldn't help but smile as well. He pulled his shorts back up and grabbed your wrist to pull you forward. You crashed against his chest, but cushioned yourself with your hands. You were in the old position where your legs were straddled over Jimin's lap and your chests nearly touching. You blushed when you felt his hands trail up your thigh.

"You're not gonna let me return the favor?" Jimin smirked.

"I was just--oh fuck..." you tried to argue but was interrupted with Jimin's fingers pressing against your sex. Chills were sent through your body and you curled up against Jimin, pushing down on his fingers to offer more pleasure. Jimin started rubbing his fingers back and forth over your clothed slit. "Oh fuck, right there..."

Jimin kissed your lips and you moaned right into them. He pulled away, tugging your lips in the process and it left you with a longing need to feel his lips again.

"Not too loud. As much as I would love to make you scream, I know you wouldn't want the guys out there to hear you." Jimin kissed your jaw and you blushed. He was right. Knowing you would have to walk back out there and facing them after making them listen to your moans might be the most embarrassing thing ever. However, with Jimin's pulling down your pants with ease and gentleness and how his fingers ghosted over your skin distracted you from those pestering thoughts. Right now, all you wanted was to feel Jimin's fingers inside of you.

Jimin pulled down your panties to see them already damp and he licked his dry lips. If it weren't for his god forsaken roommates, he would be eating you out like no tomorrow and have your desperate moans echo through the apartment as you came endlessly with his tongue. But Jimin had to settle for just his hands. It wasn't as good as tasting your sweet juices, but he could still feel your tight walls constrict and tighten around his fingers which was just as amazing.

Jimin ran his middle finger over your slit, allowing the juices to cover his fingers. Feeling the new warmth run over your sensitive slit made your body jerk forward.

"Mmph, s-stop teasing..." you pleaded with a pout. His fingers were just brushing over your sex and you refrained from just plopping down and shoving his fingers inside of you yourself. Jimin smirked and slipped his middle finger inside you ever so slowly. You inhaled deeply and squeezed around his finger involuntarily from the sudden pleasure it gave you. However, as soon as the slightest of moans escaped, Jimin's lips found yours and shushed you. You knew you were supposed to keep quiet, but that was hard with the way his fingers moved so expertly inside of you. It was like he knew exactly where your sweet spots were and how to make you go insane.

Now that Jimin's mouth was over yours, you freely moaned into his mouth. Jimin's shoved his finger deep inside of you and the sudden pleasure that shot through you caused you to bite down on Jimin's bottom lip. He winced with a groan and you pulled away wth a gasp.

"Oh my god--I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" You stuttered quickly, completely forgetting about the fact that his fingers were still inside of you. Jimin rubbed his lips together and massaged them with a slight chuckle. Ignoring your questions, he rubbed his fingers inside of you again and you stifled a moan.

"It'd feel a lot better with a kiss." Jimi pursed his lips and looked at you smugly. You rolled your eyes and kissed Jimin softly, slowly transitioning back into the mood. Soon, you were already grinding back on Jimin's fingers to make them go deeper. You imagined Jimin's fingers as his cock, stretching you out and reaching places only he could reach. Only he knew the places that drove you crazy.

"Jimin..." you moaned into his mouth and he rolled his fingers inside of you, scraping your g-spot. Pleasure washed throughout you and you felt your eyes roll back as your orgasm crept closer. Jimin continued to finger you with the occasional clit rub with his palm and your moans were getting louder; a clear sign of an incoming orgasm.

"Jimin, I'm-- I'm," you couldn't seem to say that you were coming as you were too focused on the pleasure. Jimin found your lips again and massaged your tongue with his. All of sudden, you gripped Jimin's shirt tightly and slammed down on his fingers as you convulsed and pulsated around his fingers. You forced your lips into Jimin's mouth to muffle your moans which you knew would be especially loud when you were coming. Jimin didn't stop fingering you even when you were shivering over him and his fingers were coated in your juices.

You pulled away from Jimin's lips with a loud smack and had to force yourself to get off of Jimin. Feeling his fingers disappear from inside of you left you feeling empty. Jimin put his digits to his lips and licked them clean of your stringy juices and you gulped at how lustful and dark his gaze was. With his other free hand, Jimin skillfully slipped your panties and pants back on. You crawled onto his bed with trembling legs and flopped onto your back. Jimin glanced back at you with a smile.

"So why did you come?" Jimin asked again and slid into the spot next to you. He looked at you intently, still wanting to hear your answer which you evaded in the beginning.

"I told you, I just wanted to see you."

Jimin went silent and you couldn't bring yourself to look at him directly. Instead, you focused on your own thumping, fast-paced heartbeat. It was your first time being so straightforward with someone and it dawned to you once again that many of your firsts were given to Jimin. Was it because you felt safe with him? Or perhaps you thought he was special? Either way, you didn't feel any uneasiness with Jimin.

"Does that disgust you?" You asked after Jimin didn't reply. Jimin immediately shook his head.

"No, not at all. In fact..." Jimin smirked and grabbed you by your waist. You squealed as he rolled on top of you, positioning himself between your legs. With your new close proximity, your heart began beating faster, but the wide grin on your face didn't go away. Seeing your toothy smile, Jimin grinned as well and he took the chance to kiss you.

Jimin pulled away and grinned against your lips. "It makes me very happy."

"Are they gone?" You whispered as you pressed your ear against Jimin's door. He crept up behind you and you felt his chest against your back. He unlocked the door from behind you and opened it with ease.

"Didn't you hear the front door lock?" Jimin walked out in just his boxers and the white t-shirt he was wearing before. You followed him to the kitchen wearing one of his oversized--well, oversized for you as the shirt came down to your mid thigh because your shirt had gotten... dirty and you hadn't realized that some of Jimin's release dropped onto your shirt. Jimin handed you an ice cold water bottle and one for himself. You twisted it open slowly with your eyes on Jimin as he gulped down the water. You licked your lips at the sight of his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, the way his jawline sharpened as he stretched upward, and how his plump lips wrapped around the bottle.

You looked away and took a sip, refusing to get aroused again from just the sight of him drinking water.

"Do you have to be somewhere today?" Jimin asked and wiped his lips. You shook your head.

"Nope, my day is free and I'm ready to waste it." You snickered and Jimin smiled.

"Great, now do you want to spend it binge watching movies with me or do you actually want to do something that has to deal with interacting with people?" Jimin asked with crossed arms. He chuckled when he saw your nose scrunch in disgust at the juxtaposing options.

"I'd choose staying any day," you replied and quickly added, "If-if that's okay with you, of course. I wouldn't want to intrude." You stammered. Jimin smirked and to hide his amusement, he rolled his eyes.

"Oh please, says the one who showed up at my apartment without prior notice." He scoffed. You clamped your mouth and pressed your lips together sheepishly. You tilted our head and let your hair fall over your face.

"Sorry again, I wasn't really thinking and the next thing I knew I was on my way here." You replied with a blush. Jimin laughed and reached to grab your hand. You looked up with wide eyes and let Jimin drag you to the couch. He sat down on one end and you hesitantly took a seat on the opposite end.

"So," Jimin said and wrapped his hands around the water bottle. "Tell me more about this Namjoon guy. What makes him so attractive?"

You pulled your legs closer while humming in thought. "Well, to start off he's very attractive," You stated and Jimin pursed his lips with a curt nod. You pulled your lip under your teeth in deeper thought. "And he's incredibly smart. Can you believe he's top of his class?!" You gasped and Jimin chuckled.

"I wouldn't say I'm surprised, no."

"I still remember the first time we met. It was during sophomore year and we quite literally ran into each other. We both started apologizing at the same time and we found out how big of a klutz we both are. Ever since then we've been friends but you can't help but fall for someone you get along so nicely with, can't you?" You sighed in contentment and suddenly realized that you had been blabbering. Your hand went to cover our mouth and you blushed sheepishly.

"Sorry..."

"No," Jimin shook his head with an amused chuckle. "You're fine, keep going." Although Jimin despised hearing you talk about Namjoon, he also loved hearing you talk. The sound of your voice was calming and it took Jimin away from his boring life.

You pressed your lips thinly. "No, I've done enough talking. What about you? How's life been going for you?" You tilted your head in curiosity.

"You know, going." Jimin shrugged and you frowned at his vague answer.

"Really? No parties? No girls? Nothing new?" You asked and Jimin narrowed his eyes at you.

"You're still associating me with girls and parties, huh?" He teased with a scrunch of his nose. You giggled lightly and brushed off his taunt. "But no, nothing new with me. Believe it or not, I'm not a very outgoing person."

"Oh I've noticed," you butted in, taking Jimin by surprise. "I like to think that I've been around you long enough to say that I know you and from my studies I've concluded that you are indeed very soft hearted and introverted."

Jimin raised his brows curiously and scooted closer to you. "To your studies? I don't want to hear anything from you, a girl who sits at her computer watching videos of baby animals all night and later texts me about how badly you wanting to keep a lamb as a pet." Jimin said and you couldn't do anything but stare blankly, slack jawed in shock. Jimin smirked confidently. "Anything else to add?"

"They can be domesticated..." you muttered under your breath as you crossed your arms with a pout. Jimin beamed and let out a smug chuckle. "I hate how much you know about me. It's almost like you stalk me."

Jimin scoffed. "Please, from the amount of time we spend together it's almost like we're conjoined twins." Jimin laughed and you rolled your eyes in response, reaching over to pick up the remote controller from the table.

"A nightmare is what that's called." You mumbled, but Jimin heard every word. He leapt over and grabbed you by your waist, hoisting you over his shoulder. You shrieked in response and grabbed onto his shirt for stability. "Jimin!"

"I'm a what? A nightmare, you said?" Jimin teased and spun around, causing another scream to come from your lips.

"Jimin, let me down!" You exclaimed and started kicking your legs. He grunted and hooked onto your legs and held them still. Now that your legs were confined, you had to resort to your hands; pounding heavily on Jimin's back. He hissed sharply.

"Ow! Fuck, Y/N!" Jimin cursed, digging his fingers into your thighs.

"I said let me down!"

"Not until you correct yourself!" He said and you felt one of his warm hands leave your thigh. Thinking he was going to let you down, you relaxed and let your body sag, only to have a sharp pain shoot through your body as Jimin's hand met the apple of your ass with a hard slap! You gasped sharply and squeezed your thighs together.

"Fuck...!" You cursed through a clenched jaw. Jimin's hand promptly went up to rub your ass and soothe the pain away while endless 'sorry's' spilled from his mouth, but he was snickering too much for you to take him seriously. He lowered you to the ground just enough for your feet to touch the ground and you jumped off of him. You gave Jimin a playful shove.

"You asshole." You spat, your hand rubbing your butt soothingly. Jimin grinned and took your hand, dragging you back to the couch.

"Oh hush, you know you love me." He stared into your eyes with his own squished ones. You rolled your eyes again and pushed him away.

"And you're delusional? Jimin, have you ever considered a therapist?"

"Don't make me spank you again." Jimin replied immediately and you clammed up.

"Never mind." You said and giggled. Jimin snorted lightly. He snuggled up on the other side of the couch and rest his cheek in the meat of his palm. Jimin stared at you with a very fond gaze. You mimicked his posture, pulling your legs up to your chest and tilting your head.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Jimin smirked and his eyes curled into his smile. You shrugged and averted your eyes.

"It's nothing." You replied back simply. Jimin sat up from his relaxed position and leaned in towards you, eyes narrowing in on you.

"You know, I dare you to speak your mind for an entire hour. Starting now, go." He said, leaning back and taking a glance at his phone to start a mental timer. You opened your mouth to object this ridiculous game he started, but Jimin rose a finger to silence you. "Do it, or else you're getting another hand to the ass."

You pressed your lips together as you weighed your options of telling Jimin and possibly making a huge fool out of yourself, or lying to him and playing it off with something completely random. The thing was, you didn't want to lie to Jimin. He was your closest friend at the moment and you opened up more to him than most of your girl friends. Even if you did lie to him, the man would've seen right through you, so what's the point?

"I want... to get to know you more," you said finally. Jimin stared back, his expression unreadable. "Every time we're together, all we do is talk about me. I want to know about you." You said and looked up at him expectantly. Jimin began to nod slowly as he took in your words carefully.

"Okay, well, my name is Park Jimin and I was born in Busan, Korea on October 13, 1995---"

"Not like that!" You interjected quickly. Jimin pursed his lips in confusion as to why you cut him off. "I meant, you know, smaller things. What are your hobbies? What do you do on the weekends? How's work?" You rambled off. It was when Jimin didn't answer right away was when you realized the severity of your questions and how uncomfortable that would make Jimin feel.

"Sorry! You don't have to answer if you don't want to! I realize our... relationship doesn't leave much room for idle conversation." You replied meekly. Jimin nodded his head again and took a deep breath to start over.

"I'm sure you've picked up on this in the time that you've known me, but I'm not a very exciting person. I go out on lonely drives at night, I obsess a little too much over cars, and I basically live in an auto body shop." He said in one breath. You tried not to gawk at his sudden outbursts, so you just stared at him with wide eyes.

"Wow... tell me more about cars." You scooted closer to Jimin and batted your eyelashes innocently. He tried not to grin too widely as he cozied up next to you.

"Let's see, it started off in high school when I first got my driver's license. I bought my first car for a really low price and I thought my 18-year old self was being so financially smart that I didn't realize I was scammed into buying a piece of junk," Jimin laughed at himself as he reminisced the past. "I was determined to make things work, though. I didn't want those 3000 bucks to go to waste so I spent my own time and money into fixing that car into something... drivable. I think I spent more money on buying new parts than the actual car itself."

"How did it turn out?" You asked.

"It worked out pretty well. It was drivable and looked somewhat presentable. I mean, I still drive it to this day, but---" he laughed and you sat up in shock.

"Wait, you mean the car you drive now is the same car?" You asked and Jimin nodded. Your jaw dropped as you continued to gawk at Jimin. "No way... that's amazing. You're amazing at what you do." You praised Jimin with a bright smile. He snorted and tried not to let your compliment get to his head, but it definitely wrapped his heart in warmth.

"It's just a hobby." He replied softly.

"Huh... and to think people label you as some delinquent. In my opinion, you're just a big softie." You giggled, making Jimin roll his eyes. He didn't want to admit that you were the only one Jimin allowed to see this side of him. To everyone else, besides the guys, he was seen as some delinquent that skipped class, partied every weekend, and fucked around with girls on the daily. Jimin wondered what about him gave off that vibe or what he did in life to deserve the rumors that started floating around about him.

"Tell me, what about me says 'delinquent'?" Jimin asked and leaned forward, anticipating your answer. You pursed your lips in thought.

"Maybe because you sleep in class and you curse people out if they try to wake you." You shot a look at Jimin who pouted.

"That was one time!"

"And how countless people have said they've seen two girls walk out of your apartment in one night."

"I have roommates! How do they know those girls weren't sleeping with Taehyung or Jungkook?" Jimin snapped as he tried to defend himself.

"Then what about vandalizing the school? I know people that have literally seen you spray painting the music building! What did it say again?" You tapped your chin in thought and Jimin lowered his head in shame.

"No jams or no life..." he muttered under his breath. You tried not to laugh out loud, but a small "pfft" passed your purses lips. "Don't laugh at me! It was originally Taehyung's idea to do it and I just happened to be the one that got caught!"

"Taehyung and the others didn't get caught?"

"Of course not, snitches get stitches." Jimin smirked cheekily and crossed his arms, making you roll your eyes.

"What else are you into?" You asked, brushing off his comment. He twisted his lips in thought and after a long period of not answering, you asked another question. "Let's start off easy. What's your favorite color?"

"Blue," Jimin replied almost immediately. "Ooh, but I like black too. Is it possible to have two favorite colors?" His face contorted in confusion as he weighed his two top competitors for his favorite color.

"What's your favorite food?"

"Anything beef, hands down."

"Perfect vacation spot?"

"I want to swim in the clear oceans of Hawaii."

"Name one fun fact about yourself." You asked after spitting out random questions. The last one took Jimin a little more time to think about and answer.

"I like carnival rides," he shrugged. "It's really the thrill that comes out of it. It reminds me of when I'm drifting in the mountains or something. We should totally go to the fair together! I want to ride the Mega Drop and---" Jimin's face lit up until you stopped his rambling with a hand.

"Woah woah woah, slow down there. The Mega Drop? As in the one that literally drops you 5,000 feet from the air?" Your face paled as you thought about it. Jimin rolled his eyes.

"I think 5,000 is a little exaggerated."

"So what?! I am not riding that devil ride." You shuddered at the thought and quickly wrapped your arms around yourself.

"Okay, what about the ferris wheel? I'm sure you'll be fine on that ride." Jimin snorted at the thought of you screaming all the way down the Mega Drop.

"I don't think you're getting the point, Jimin. I am terrified of heights." You emphasized. Jimin quickly grasped your hand and squeezed it tightly.

"You'll be fine, Y/N. If it makes you feel any better, I'll be there." He smiled warmly. His gestures along with his words made your heart skip, but you refused to let your emotions show in this time of seriousness.

"Being with you makes me more anxious," you sighed and shrugged your shoulders. "But okay, as long as you're buying me cotton candy afterward."

"Yes!" Jimin pumped his fists in victory. "Mega Drop here we come!"

"Absolutely not!"

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