Hi Mochi! I Heard That You Want Drabble Requests Atm So How About A Vampire Jimin Who Wanted This Girl

hi mochi! i heard that you want drabble requests atm so how about a vampire jimin who wanted this girl since forever but the problem is she's in a relationship with vampire jungkook. up to you if you'll let jimin get her or not [but pls let him get her] lol 🤣

Glass after glass, after glass, after glass. This is how Jimin's night was. Sitting in the darkest corner of the bar, his legs parted on the expensive leather chair, back pressed against it, his Chanel belt shinning from a ray of light. A casual position you would say, every one would look ridiculous, indeed, but not him.

Not Park Jimin. Not him, the rich, charismatic, intelligent, handsome and so hot, Park Jimin. Which happened to stare at you all night long, from afar, his gaze lingering on your body, while you were talking and dancing with your friend with benefits, Jungkook. Friend with benefits meaning you let him suck your blood and he pays for your college and books. He was like your sugar daddy, but a blood sucker one.

Though he never touched you, Jimin still didn't like him. You were his girl, his prey, you belonged to him since the moment he saved your life from a werewolf. Plus, there was no need for Jungkook to touch you, it was enough that he was already sucking your precious blood.

Closing his eyes, Jimin inhaled deeply, his mind concentrated on your scent, on the way your heart was beating, the thought of your blood on his lips, of your figure moaning in pleasure in his arms. He frowned when he heard your heart racing faster, opening his eyes, only to find Jungkook pressed against your back and ass, slowly moving his hips in tandem with yours. His ringed fingers tightened on the, now, empty glass, making it brake in millions of pieces, just like his patience.

Wiping his hand down his black jeans, he watched as Jungkook's phone rang, making the tall man excuse himself with an annoyed groan, leaving you alone, on the dance floor.

You continued dancing, eyes closed, enjoying the beat. You gasped when you felt two gentle hands griping your hips with a firm hold, from behind. Smiling, you pressed against the man's chest, starting to dance with him. He was a great dancer, indeed, but what made you lose your breath were his smooth hips rolls. You snaped your eyes open in realization. Jungkook wasn't moving this smooth.

"You're right, princess!" said a soft but a little low and velvety voice, belonging to the man behind you.

You wished to pull away and scream, but his grip on your throat stopped you, throwing your head back on his shoulder, his hand pressed flat against your belly, keeping you in place. "Tsk Tsk, little one!" He hissed in your ear, choking you harder, making you whimper in pleasure, his fangs slightly grazing your skin, making your blood freeze.

"I finally got you, do you think I'll let you go now?"

Author's note: hi, sweetie!!! I loved your request so much!!! 🥰

Hi! How are you? I just wanted to tell you that I really want to be your friend and be able to DM you but I’m really shy🥺 I enjoy reading your works so much and you are so nice to everyone! I don’t know exactly why I’m afraid to message you, I guess you seem too cool for me aaaah🤧 I just really want someone I can talk to about my wip’s and everything in general! I don’t really have any friends here on tumblr so I don’t know how to proceed... That’s all, keep up the good work and take care! 🥰

Oh?!!!!😻

What?!!! Oh my god! Who are you, little mochi?🥺💜 Your kind words made my day, I swear! It is so nice and sweet when someone sends me something like this, I REALLY REALLY apreciate that, for real.

Talk to me WHENEVER you want, love!!☺️💖 My DMs are WIDE OPENED for you, little mochi!!!🥺💜 Please talk to me, I don't bite ! The fact you are all shy is damn cute and precious!!!😽🧡

Oh well, I guess I am 🙈anon from now on! I hope I won’t be anonymous for too long tho, I’m really trying to gather my courage to finally DM you. I’m actually the same anon who asked for the single dad!namjoon Drabble a while ago, so it’s been some time since I’ve wanted to talk to you🥺 I’ve been re-reading all of your drabbles again for the past 30 minutes, and you’re so talented!! Gosh, I might just DM you already, I’m excited to be able finally talk to you🤧 sorry for my rambling dhdgd ily🥰

😤does she want me to die of compliments?!!! Oh my poor mochi heart-

That Namjoon request was one of my favs, I totally enjoyed writing it!!! Can't belive it took you so long to gather some courage to talk to me 🥺👉🏾👈🏾

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Hi lovely mochi, would you mind writing one abt husband Hobi comforting reader after emotionally rough day? You don't have to, but I'd honestly cheer me up a bit 💞 thank you so much, sending love 💜

As if it wasn't enough of what happened in the morning, or the fact your battery ran low and your phone died, now it was raining. You groaned in frustration when some rain drops fell on your nose, followed by other hundred ones, wetting your thin summer dress and your brand bag, the one your dear husband, Hoseok, bought for you.

Your shared apartment was some streets away, one of your high heels was broken, now, hanging in your hand, so you couldn't run either. Sighing, you walked under the hard rain, shivering and crying.

At this point you weren't sure if your cheeks were wet of your tears or because of the abudant rain, when you entered your apartment.

"Babygirl, did where have you been?! I couldn't contact you- " Hoseok ended the phrase with a high pitched scream, realising in which state you were, in front of him.

"What happened?!" He asked you, worried, hurrying up to wrap a blanket around you, pulling you to his chest, where you broke into tears. Your shoulders were shaking while you let out a lot of hard sobs. At this point, Hoseok was worried about you, thinking of the worst.

Trying to get away your trembling hands, which where covering your sad and wet face, Hoseok forced you to look at him. "Y/N, jagiya... what happened?!" He was breathing hard as well, doesn't really knowing if he wanted to find out or not.

What if someone harmed you? What if you saw an accident?! What if you lost the baby?!

"Is the baby alright?!" He asked, placing one of his huge hands on your 6 weeks baby, who's little heart was beating in your womb.

"N-No. The baby i-is fine. I just ..." you showed him the broken heel in your hand. "I-I, my boss fired me, my hell broke while coming back home, I walked into the rain to our block." You were sobbing hard, honestly, you looked deplorable.

Hoseok understood then. You needed him. He took the heel out of your hand and set it on the table, from beside you two. Then he kneeled and took of your damages shoes, placing a kiss on each of your foot, trailing his soft lips up your legs, kissing your knees and following am invisible path up on one of your thighs.

You gasped of the gentle contact of his lips, on your cold and wet skin, a blush creeping on your cheeks. Getting up, Hoseok placed your arms around his strong neck, lifting you up from the ground, carrying you like a princess, straight to the bathroom, where he took of your wet clothes and turned on the warm water of the shower.

Carefully placing you under the water pressure, he stripped off his own clothes and entered the cabin, behind you, placing one hand on your little womb and the other one on your neck, letting your head fall back, on his shoulder. You allowed yourself to relax in his hold, his skin gently stroking your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"If you think better..." he whispered, placing a wet kiss on your right shoulder.

You hummed, waiting for him to continue. "It was better that you heel got broken. I told you it isn't good for a pregnant woman to wear high heels!"

And for the first time that day, you smiled.

@soft-hobi-hours 💖

sleepy