Words Can't Even Begin To Describe What I Feel Rn!!! I Felt Oc's Struggle Throughout The Chapter. She

Words can't even begin to describe what I feel rn!!! I felt oc's struggle throughout the chapter. She had made her decision all along but she just couldn't find the courage to say it out loud. I can't blame her though. Not when Park freakin' Jimin desperately was begging her not to leave him. I mean, I'd do the same – we're all whipped for such a loving boyfriend. I felt Jimin's frustration as well as he was torn by conflict emotions. My poor boy, he indeed didn't know what to do 💔

Surprisingly I loved everyone in this chapter.

I loved how Pil-woo tried once again to talk to Deok-su for the sake of his son's happiness even though he knew it was a lost cause. I loved Bong-cha’s honesty & her concern with oc's well-being after the humiliating dinner (somehow i knew she'd respect their relationship) I even loved how Eun‐ae showed a glimpse of compassion for oc... Ofc, Geun-woo would be a supportive sweetheart as always (he just brought her breakfast in the hospital's parking lot at like 4 am, this man is everything) I want a friend like him!

My favorite part was when Namjoon & Gi gave the same kind of advice to Jimin & oc.

Jimin’s hand squeezes yours tighter as he pulls you into his arms. “I made a promise, Y/N,” he whispers. “I promised you I wouldn’t let anything come between us.”

“And you kept your promise,” you whisper back through teary eyes. The last of your strength is what it takes to pull back from Jimin’s arms.

When they drop to his side defeatedly, is when your eyes meet, and both of you know this is it. 

“You kept it the whole time, Jimin,” you murmur, “and I love you so much for it.”

However, that doesn’t mean his heart isn’t screaming at him when you pull yourself free from his grasp, slowly stepping back towards the door with the tears streaming from your eyes and the kindest smile on your lips despite the pain he knows you’re feeling. 

Jimin can hear his heart beating in his ears, the sound thrumming heavily to every word you’re saying, and Jimin is reminded that the beat is also in time to the clock ticking in the back of his mind — the clock that draws closer to the end of his grandpa’s life. 

But it’s when you step forward to kiss his cheek, whispering one last goodbye, that Jimin feels truly, and utterly broken. 

Then you’re gone. 

The whole goodbye part had me crying like a baby 😭 My heart goes out to them! You write such damn good break-up scenes, Amelia – I have to give you that. It's like I'm breaking up with him and I hate it, lool!

The only one that can fix this now is Deok-su himself. I'm anticipating the moment where I'll finally love him and cry my eyes out for him.

I'm crazy for this but... DEOK-SU PLEASE DO SOMETHING BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE... LIKE YOU SHOULD HAVE A LIVING FUNERAL OR SMTH WHERE YOU'D TELL ALL OF YOUR RELATIVES AND RICH FRIENDS TO LOVE, BE KIND & REPSECT OC AKA THE FUTURE WIFE OF YOUR BELOVED GRAND-SON. GIVE HIM AND OC YOUR BLESSINGS AND DIE WITH DIGNITY. I BELIEVE IN YOU, GRANDPA! GIVE THEM THE HAPPINESS THEY DESERVE, UGHHH!!

Not me screaming all alone in the middle of my room for 10 minutes straight, but yeah whatever... 😂😭Thanks for sharing this awesome chapter once again baby! Looking forward to reading the next one. Hopefully, it'll be less painful. ily lots!!!! 💗💖❤❤

all of you | 06

pairing ↠ ceo!jimin x reader

genre ↠ friends to lovers | arranged marriage AU (fluff, angst, smut)

word count ↠ 12,608

18+ | warnings ↠ so much ANGST, a little bit of jealousy, insecurities, mentions of classism and prejudiced opinions, non-descriptive sexual content, mentions of a stroke, swearing, drinking.

summary ↠ Park Jimin is your definition of perfect. He’s talented, handsome, and dedicated to everything he does, making him the man of your dreams. But what happens when you both wake up one day and realise that’s all you had together…  a short dream?

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These two are the cutest pleeease!!! Taetae is such a sweetheart, I mean, the epitome of comfort indeed! I wanna a roommate now, I can't– 😭❤

hi angel! for the prompt game could you do roommates!au 3 + 6 (if two prompts aren’t allowed then just 3!) with tae or jimin, you pick👀

helloooo kenna! 🥰 I did both bc they worked together for what I had in mind :) also I said it was gonna be 1k or less but it seems I can’t write short stuff so here’s 2k of garbage 🤠 and it’s unedited!!

↠ taehyung x reader ↠ roommates (college) au | fluff ↠ 2077 words ↠ warnings: fear of thunderstorms. 

prompts: “it’s pitch black in here and I can see you’re blushing.” + “i’ve never kissed anyone before.”

The rain slams heavily into the window, the sound sending shivers down your spine and fear creeping up your throat as every second passes, and it’s all made worse by the sudden clap of thunder that occurs every few moments.

This is quite possibly one of your worst nightmares, being alone during a thunderstorm. All throughout high school you would always run to your parents room, even when you got older, not giving a damn that you were a whole eighteen year old clambering between her parents to hide beneath the covers while your mom would stroke your hair soothingly.

When moving out for college, you never thought it would be an issue considering you’ve moved close to the coast where it’s typically always warm and sunny.

But here you are, curled up into a ball, almost trembling beneath the covers.

You don’t quite know what it is about a thunderstorm that makes your body react like this, sending your mind into a state of panic and fear, and the only thing that ever soothed you was the quiet conversation your parents would have to distract you from the loud noises outside, and your mom gently stroking your hair. God, you miss her.

“Y/N?” comes a soft voice, alongside a quiet knocking at your door. Taehyung.

“Yeah?” you answer, poking your head out from above the sheets.

Taehyung is stood in his pajamas, straddling the doorway. The hallway light softly illuminates his honey tinted skin, his hair a fluffy mess, making him look like the epitome of comfort right now.

Or maybe not just now.

When you moved out six months ago, you never expected your roommate to be a guy, but you weren’t fussed as long as he was friendly and clean. Taehyung is both, and more. So much more.

Taehyung hesitates, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, and then he takes two steps into your room.

“Um, well,” he starts, looking away awkwardly. “I remember you told me you don’t like storms and I just, uh, I wanted to see if you’re okay with…” he points towards the window before looking at you, his heart melting into a puddle at the sight of you mostly hidden by the covers. He knows you’re scared, and even though his own heartbeat always goes through the roof around you, he wants to make sure you’re okay.

“I’m okay,” you answer, nodding reassuringly, except your voice comes out a little too high and you’re nodding a little too fast.

Taehyung purses his lips, taking one more step. “Are you sure? I mean, I can stay with you if you like?”

“Oh…” You want to say yes, for more reasons than just seeking comfort from the storm, but your nerves take over and you shake your head. “Thanks, but I’m okay.”

“Oh, sure…” Taehyung nods, his head lowering a little, but enough for you to notice it.

It’s not that you don’t want him to stay, because you do, but you’ve never had much luck with romance. The three guys you really liked in the past were either, into someone else or not looking for something serious.

But now there’s Taehyung. He isn’t any of those, and you’re not a stranger to harbouring romantic feelings for someone so you know that Taehyung is feeling at least some of the same feelings as you.

It’s a little more than obvious now. There’s the packed lunches he makes for you, the coffee and chocolates he brings you when you’re studying, the chores he takes over when you’re the slightest bit stressed, the subtle flirty comments he makes, or the way he blushes when you flirt back. He’s never fazed by it though, and always comes back with a sure confidence that has you crushing on him harder.

Although he looks less than confident now and you hate that you just rejected his offer when you know it’s coming from a good place.

“Well, good night then,” he mutters, smiling awkwardly as he avoids your gaze and turns away.

With each step he takes to the door, you feel the sounds of the thunder and rain reverberating in your chest, heightening your fear until:

“Wait,” you blurt, pushing yourself up in bed. Taehyung turns around, wide eyed at your abruptness just as you’re throwing the sheets back. “Stay with me please.”

A kind smile appears on Taehyung’s lips and he nods, closing the door before padding towards your bed. “Of course,” he says quietly, climbing in beside you.

Wordlessly, you slide down into the bed again as he makes himself comfortable. He’s keeping a respectable distance from you but he’s still close enough for you to just make out the shadows of his face. You can imagine it fully now, even the little mole on his nose.

You remember the first time you noticed it. It was three weeks into living here with him and you were both arguing about something to do with the laundry. That was the first time you ever felt comfortable around him. Comfortable enough to bicker with him and know he wouldn’t be offended.

“Y/N?”

Your eyes snap up to Taehyung’s eyes and you feel your cheeks burn as you realise you were just staring at him.

Taehyung tries not to smile but the corner of his lips still turn up in amusement. “It’s okay, you can stare at me if it helps distract you,” he quips, staring at you.

“I wasn’t staring,” you respond hotly, momentarily forgetting about the heavy rainfall and sharp winds outside. “I was… daydreaming,” you lie easily, smiling to cover up for it.

“It’s almost pitch black in here and I can see you blushing,” Taehyung smirks. However the moment is cut short when another crash of thunder vibrates through the room.

You instinctively curl tighter into a ball, shrinking into the sheets again.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he murmurs soothingly, and you feel him shift closer to your side, his warmth drawing you in. “D’you want me to turn your lamp on?”

“Yes please,” you nod, eyes pressed shut. Taehyung rolls over to turn your lamp on before coming close to you again, and this time, you shuffle closer to his chest.

“You’re okay,” he whispers, and you feel a gentle hand press against your head, and then he strokes you, just like your mom used to.

Your eyes slowly open to see Taehyung’s face now only inches from yours, and his eyes are trained on your face, almost mesmerised. A moment passes in silence with your heart racing in your chest, and it’s not because of the storm. Then Taehyung speaks.

“This timing is really shit,” he murmurs, eyes still roaming your face, “but I think you’re beautiful, Y/N.”

Words get caught in your throat and you’re staring at Taehyung for a few seconds before you manage to respond.

“Thanks, me too.” You panic as soon as you say it. “I mean, about you, not me, I think you’re beautiful too, or handsome, whatever you prefer… uh, yeah…”

You cringe right away. Gosh, I’m an idiot.

Taehyung chuckles softly, reading your inner turmoil on your face with the way your brows furrow together.

“Thanks, I’m cool with either,” he says softly.

“Right,” you nod, pursing your lips together. You can feel the heat rising in your chest from embarrassment, but there’s also more. It’s the way your heart is swelling just from being this close to Taehyung, but it’s not in a suffocating way. It’s comforting, making you feel warm and safe.

You’re no longer shrinking into the sheets, but somehow rising. Your chin tilting upwards to meet Taehyung’s gaze.

“Thanks for staying with me,” you murmur dazedly.

“You’re welcome,” he responds, voice sounding lower and deeper. “You know I’ll always be here for you.”

You nod, and then your eyes drop to his lips for a split second before moving back to his eyes.

But Taehyung doesn’t miss it.

His own gaze naturally drops to your lips as he smiles, his hand moving down to your face before he slowly starts shifting closer.

That’s when you feel it. The insecurities and uncertainties you have, wondering if you’ll ever be good enough or if this could be something real.

“Wait,” you say suddenly, moving back out to put some distance between you. Taehyung stops, looking at you in concern as he also shifts backwards.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry if I was making you uncomfortable—“

“No you weren’t,” you interrupt, feeling guilty that he even thinks that. “It’s not you at all, you’re perfect,” you mutter.

Taehyung doesn’t say anything but just watches you carefully. You’re quiet for a moment, fidgeting with the corner of your pillow before you finally swallow the embarrassment and get it out:

“I’ve never dated anyone before,” you admit, watching for his reaction apprehensively.

But it doesn’t come.

He just nods slowly. “I see.”

You swallow, wanting to explain further before he thinks you’re pushing him away. “It’s just that every guy I liked was either not looking for something serious, or they didn’t reciprocate my feelings,” you mutter embarrassedly, looking away. “I’m not sure what to expect now.”

Taehyung smiles, now understanding. “I can tell you,” he says, moving closer to your side again.

You’re surprised he’s still here, you’re surprised he’s not walking away from you with a pitiful smile, you’re surprised that he’s moved closer and even taken your hand now.

“Oh, um, yeah,” you nod.

“Okay, well,” Taehyung starts, feeling slightly embarrassed himself as he openly confesses. “I think it’s probably obvious by now, but I like you, a lot,” he chuckles, eyes flickering back and forth between your face and his hand holding yours, long enough for him the catch the smile that graces your lips when he admits it. “And I was just about to kiss you, and ideally I would like to date you afterwards, and well, have you be my girlfriend… if you wanted…?”

Now it’s Taehyung who’s blushing.

“Okay,” you nod, fighting back a grin.

“Okay?” He looks at you with wide eyes.

“Okay,” you nod again. “I want that.”

“Oh…” That sure confidence returns to Taehyung’s face and he smiles. “Okay.”

The distance between you begins to close again, and your brain stupidly chooses this moment to quietly notify him, “I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

Taehyung pauses.

“So I might be bad at it.”

Much to your surprise, he breaks into a giggle, fingers now intertwining with yours. “You can’t be bad at it,” he says, slowly coming close again.

“I might be,” you shrug, eyes naturally dropping down to his lips.

Taehyung doesn’t say anything but just smirks, and when he’s close enough, your eyes close and your chin raises…

Then you feel the most tender kiss on your forehead, and Taehyung moves back with nothing more.

When he sees your confused expression, he shrugs, cosying up in the sheets beside you again. “It’s your first kiss, I want you to be sure.”

It’s the sentiment behind it that has your heart swelling for him. Pulling your hand free from his, you place it on his face and cradle his jaw.

When you see his confused expression, you smile. “I am sure.” And you press your lips into his.

You can feel the smile on Taehyung’s lips as you kiss him, but it quickly disappears as he takes over, kissing you gently and firmly before it ends.

“I told you,” he smiles, thumb stroking your jaw, “you can’t be bad at it.”

“So that means I was good?” you beam, feeling content.

“Amazing,” he winks, booping your nose before pulling you into his shoulder. “We can do it again tomorrow if you like.”

Chuckling, you press a soft kiss to his cheek. “I’d like that,” you murmur, feeling your body relax in his embrace, and for the rest of the night, the wind seems to calm down, the rain isn’t so loud anymore, and the thunder seems distant.

Okay but I'm a sucker for this kind of chemistry/dynamic. They look all enemies & stuff but when they're on a duo-like mission, oh man! 🔥

and this part really got me:

He looks at you for a moment, almost as though he’s forgotten the mission and for a split second, you both actually do.

Then his lips turn up into a smile. “Ready?” He cocks his gun and gets into position.

Cutie & sexy & lovely 😍❤ God, I love these little prompts!

No I def assume jimin for 3 🤣🤣 im so sorry

okay anon, here it is, i hope you like it!  :) i’m happier w this one lol.

↠ jimin x reader ↠ secret agent/spy AU | enemies to lovers (implied)  ↠ 1170 words

prompt: “it’s pitch black and I can see you blushing.”

“Great,” you huff, unloading your gun out and putting it on the shelf. “We’re stuck in here and it’s all your fault.”

Raising a brow, Jimin gives you a mocking smile. “You’re the one who missed the rendezvous point. If your late ass had been there on time, we would’ve been out of here.”

Seething, you step forward and point your finger at him in an accusatory manner. “I was cleaning up your mess. What kind of idiot leaves the security guard half conscious for him to call for backup?!”

“Well excuse me for being careful not to kill innocent people!” Jimin snaps back, taking a step closer.

“He’s not innocent! None of them are, you fool! God, have you learnt nothing from this mission?” You groan, giving your partner one repulsive look before slumping to the floor yourself.

There’s no point in arguing all night; you know that. Besides you argue with him enough and quite frankly you’re tired of it. Just as tired as your muscles and exhausted mind from the past twelve hours that have ended up with you and Jimin locked in a supply closet in the penthouse of one of Thailand’s most expensive hotels.

You’re grateful it’s a rich family you’re after because if it was anything else, you’d probably be trapped in a drug warehouse or something else of the kind. At least this 10x10 supply closet has pillows, emergency food, water, and better yet, alcohol.

Before you can reach for it yourself, Jimin is already reaching for the most expensive bottle on the top shelf, using any tool he can find to take the top off. Perks of your academy’s intensive training you suppose — you’re both trained agents and have been taught to utilise practically anything in any situation.

Literally anything. There’s a ten out of ten chance that you and Jimin could use any of the items in here to escape this closet. Both of you know it, but neither of you say it.

Jimin slumps to the floor just as wearily as you. He chooses to sit right next to you, and for once you decide not to comment on his lack of personal space.

After taking a long swig himself, he holds the bottle out for you, which you eye up for a moment.

“We’re technically still working,” you say quietly. “What if the Chen men return?”

Jimin shrugs. “Suit yourself.” He takes another swig. “My tolerance is great—“

You snatch the bottle from him and bring it to your mouth, taking less than Jimin.

“I guess that means you’re done working for the night?” Jimin says, an amused smile toying on his lips as he watches you drop your head back to the shelf behind you.

“I guess it does,” you sigh, limbs aching and feeling heavy.

“You know…” Jimin shifts closer to your side to speak quietly into your ear. “I could easily open the door with a coat hanger…”

You lift your head and give him a testy glare. “Yeah, so could I. But we’re not. So shut up and drink.”

You shove the bottle into his chest and he lets out a little grunt, distracting him while your eyes drop to those full lips of his. You always steal a glance every chance you get, especially when you’re this close to him. You don’t think much of it — he has nice lips, that’s all.

“Whatever you say, princess,” he smirks, keeping the close distance between you as he drinks some more.

Just as you’re dazedly watching his Adam’s apple while he swallows, the lights suddenly go out and you’re left in complete darkness.

“What was that?” you whisper loudly, instinctively reaching a hand out for Jimin.

It lands on his thigh… a little too close to his crotch. But you don’t realise.

Jimin shifts closer in an attempt to make you feel safe. As your partner, he knows about the one fear you have — the dark. You appreciate that he never makes you feel any less because of it, unlike your old team who used to taunt you all the time.

“The lights are probably on a timer,” he says quietly. “Also, your hand is almost touching my dick.”

Eyes wide, you tear your hand from his leg and face him. You’re grateful it’s dark in here so he can’t see your flustered appearance. “Sorry, accident.”

Jimin chuckles softly, gently placing an arm around you and you feel his warm breath fanning your face. “It’s cool, I mean, if that’s how you wanna pass time then I’m happy to help.”

You can’t see him, but you can tell he’s smirking.

“You wish,” you hiss.

He laughs a little louder. “It’s pitch black and I can see you blushing, princess.”

“Oh shut up,” you mutter, ignoring the warmth that’s in your cheeks as you throw his arm off of you to get up and look for a torch.

Jimin beats you to it. Pulling one out from beside him, he tugs on your arm to keep you sitting next to him as he presses the button, illuminating the room in white light.

Seeing you visibly relax with the light back on, something in Jimin softens and reaches up to grab a pillow before handing it to you. You frown in confusion.

“Sleep,” he says, putting the pillow in your lap. “I’ll stay up in case anything happens.”

You wait for something, a catch, a snide comment, a flirty comment even… but it doesn’t come.

Jimin just looks at you with what can only be described as concern in those big brown eyes of his. Looking at them now, you realise just how kind they are.

“Thanks,” you mutter, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. “Wake me up in a bit, we’ll swap.”

Jimin nods, giving you the smallest smile before taking his tablet out of the bag to probably do some more work on the case.

You put the pillow down between you, lowering your head and letting your eyes close. Sleep finds you more easily than you thought it would.

When you wake up hours later, it’s an hour past dawn and Jimin is gently shaking you awake with a whisper.

“Y/N, Y/N, you gotta get up. They’re here.”

It takes you a moment to get up and become completely aware of yourself and your surroundings, and when you do, you find yourself staring at the jacket draped on your shoulders. Jimin’s jacket.

You look at it, and then look at him. You also realise he let you sleep for longer, staying awake himself. His cheeks go pink but he says nothing except, “You looked cold.”

“Right, thanks,” you smile awkwardly.

“Don’t mention it,” he nods, just as awkward. But he quickly clears the tension away and hands you your gun while you get yourself up. “They’re in the room to the left, the plan is the same as yesterday,” Jimin whispers, grabbing the coat hanger and swiftly breaking the door lock.

“Okay,” you nod, pressing yourself against the wall as you wait for him to push it open.

He looks at you for a moment, almost as though he’s forgotten the mission and for a split second, you both actually do.

Then his lips turn up into a smile. “Ready?” He cocks his gun and gets into position.

“Ready,” you nod, and Jimin pushes the door open.

Today, you both work stealthily and in unison, feeling more in sync than you ever have before.

mini room concert with jungkook 🥺 (trans. cr: miiniyoongs, minimoniT_T, tteokminnie)

+ taehyung on weverse 😂😂😂:

Is it bad to say that I can relate to both of them?! Or maybe I wish I could 🥲 idk, i just loved these two together. Loved how needy oc was for Jimin but he was such a tease (as always, lmao) 😂❤❤

Hey, sweet Amelia! For the prompt game, can I request 2+jimin please? Feel free to choose any au that you like!!! You can definitely ignore this if you do not feel like writing it!! Please go with anything you like. No pressure at all!!! I adore anything you write anyway! <333

hellooo May! 🥰 @lurejoon here it is, I went for an easy established relationship au :) idk why my mind decided to make this smutty but here it is, w a very needy oc and perfect bf jimin 😌❤️

↠ jimin x reader ↠ established relationship AU | fluff + soft (implied) smut ↠ 802 words ↠ warnings: implied smut, oral (f. receiving).

prompts: “it’s midnight, we’re not getting doughnuts.”

“Jimin,” you whine, throwing your leg over his waist as you try to grab your boyfriend’s attention.

“Yes, baby,” he answers, eyes still glued to the big screen in the bedroom.

Nuzzling your face into his neck, you give him a playful nip. “I’m bored.” 

He smiles, briefly turning his head to kiss your forehead before returning to his game. “Wanna watch a movie?”

“No,” you whine again, climbing on top of him and resting your chin on his chest to look up at him. “Can you cuddle me?”

“I am cuddling you,” he chuckles, squeezing you in his arms. It’s true, he’s already cuddling you but you still want more. Groaning quietly, you drop your head to his chest and begin complaining about how you’re not close enough to him.

Jimin finally pauses his game, laughing as sinks into the cushions and pulls you up. “Have I ever told you how cute you are when you’re needy?” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your nose and then your lips.

“No,” you grin. “You should tell me more often.” You kiss him again, this time holding it a little longer.

“I’ll tell you all the time,” Jimin smiles, wrapping his legs around your waist and bringing you in for another deeper kiss, and you begin to feel very satisfied with his touch — this is what your needy ass wanted.

One of Jimin’s hands trails down from your back to your ass and he squeezes your flesh.

Moaning, you dart your tongue forward and swipe against his teeth, eagerly finding his tongue when he parts for you. Jimin kisses you back for a moment, keeping his movements gentle and slow as he savours every second of your taste, completely unaware of how horny you’re getting with every second that passes.

So when he pulls away, you literally mewl in annoyance. “Why did you stop?”

“I have an idea,” Jimin smiles, sitting up with you. “Let’s go get doughnuts and we’ll go to that late drive thru cinema, hm?”

You frown. “What? Why?”

He shrugs. “Let’s do something fun, we haven’t done anything spontaneous in ages.”

“I kinda wanna stay at home,” you tell him, batting your lashes and leaning closer to him.

“Oh… I’m kinda craving doughnuts,” Jimin says, pouting his lips.

“Jimin,” you giggle, kissing him. “It’s midnight, we are not getting doughnuts.”

“But you’ve got me craving something sweet now,” he exclaims, bouncing on the bed. “C’mon it’ll be fun.”

“How have I got you craving something sweet?”

Jimin smirks, leaning forward and kissing you with his tongue. “Because you taste so sweet,” he whispers teasingly, darting his tongue out once more before pulling back.

If he wasn’t aware of how horny you were before, all it takes is one look at your face for him to tell now. Three years of dating means Jimin knows every look of yours and right now, you look like you want to devour him whole.

Taking advantage of it, Jimin gently pushes you back to the bed and hovers over you. “Princess,” he murmurs, kissing your lips so sensually. “If you want something, all you have to do is ask.”

“I want you,” you breathe heavily, tugging on the hem of his top. Jimin smiles, giving in to your request and baring his chest to you, but when you try to push him back and straddle your waist he doesn’t let you.

“Nu-uh,” he says soothingly, kissing your cheek all the way down to the sensitive spot below your ear. “I wanted something sweet, remember?…” he slips his hand beneath your tee and immediately tweaks your bare nipple.

“Jimin, please,” you whimper, rocking beneath him. “We can buy doughnuts tomorrow, just fuck me now, please.”

“Hmm,” Jimin smirks, nuzzling his nose into your neck before opening his lips and sucking harshly. “I think,” he whispers, pulling back and sitting between your legs. “I’ll just have to satisfy my sweet tooth with something else, hm?”

“Oh…” you breathe, feeling your excitement grow as Jimin pulls down the hem of shorts and underwear together. If it was anyone else, you’d be embarrassed by the arousal that already coats your lips, but not with Jimin. He could do the bare minimum and you’d be soaking.

“That looks good to me,” Jimin grins, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh as he lowers himself between your legs, licking his lips.

The sight of him between you has your hips jutting towards his mouth, and Jimin chuckles, taking one of your hands and intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Can I?” he asks, looking up at you.

You nod dazedly. “Yes, please,” you exhale, letting out a quiet moan as Jimin leans forward and takes the smallest lick.

“Mm,” he whispers, going in again. “Better than doughnuts, my sweet.”

The handwriting one

Tagged by: @writtenwhalien 💗

rules:

1. say hello

2. write the numbers 1 - 9

3. write the alphabet

4. write: the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog

5. write a quote of your choice

I would have reblogged but my handwriting's awful & felt so insecure compared to all these beautiful ones 😭 huh, whatever here's mine: