Oh Girl I Ugly Cried I Love Them That My Heart Hurts ): I Wish This Didn't Happen, But I Can Understand

oh girl i ugly cried 😭😭😭😭 i love them that my heart hurts ): i wish this didn't happen, but i can understand why.

"if you love them, set the free; if they return they were always yours, if not, then you weren't meant to be" THIS QUOTE JUST KEPT RUNNNING THROUGH MY HEAD AND IT MADE ME CRY HARDER AHHH AMELIA 😭

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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BTS: ALBUM GROUP CONCEPT PHOTOS THROUGH THE YEARS

2 Cool 4 Skool : 130613

O R U L8 2?: 130911

Skool Luv Affair: 140212

Dark & Wild: 140820

화양연화 Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa Pt. 1: 150429

화양연화 Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa Pt. 2: 151130

Young Forever: 160502

W.I.N.G.S. : 161010

You Never Walk Alone: 170213

LOVE YOURSELF 承 Her : 170918

Love Yourself 轉 Tear: 180518

Love Yourself 結 Answer: 180818

Map Of  The Soul: Persona : 190412

Map of the Soul: 7 : 200221

Dynamite (Single): 200821

BE (Deluxe Edition): 201120

 Butter (Single): 210521

17 Comebacks…

8 Eras…

(School Era, Dark & Wild, HYYH, Wings, Love Yourself, Map of the Soul, BE [Dynamite])

1 Bangtan…

AMELIA HAHAHAHAAA. giiirrrrllll trust me when I say this: but me freaking too omfggg, this chim .......... your mans has been slithering his way into my heart and idk how I feel about it lmfaoooo.

ughhh-- but omg, tysm for the review<3 I'm so glad you enjoyed it as much as I did!!! Is this the end of the first steps couple, is it only the beginning?? Who knows (;

Jealousy & Parties - pjm

pairings: first steps couple

synopsis: sometimes, your husband can get a little jealous.

genre: some fluff, SMUT

warning(s): unprotected sex, choking, exhibitionism (kinda, LOL), doggy, ass spanking, mature language (use of the word slut), dom!jimin, sub!reader, dirty talk, jealous!jimin, possessive themes (not in a toxic way!!! Jimin just loves his wife!!!), biting/marking, oral (m. receiving), cream pie.

word count: 3.3k

note(s): okay listen, I've been getting waaaay too many jealousy dreams about the boys, so I wrote it. LOL. I really should be focusing on my fics (that are hopefully coming soooooon!!!!), but I couldn't shy away from jealous husband Jimin! Please ignore any mistakes... I didn't edit it this time LOL.

“Baby, are all the cupcakes set up?” You called to your husband as you dressed up Nari in her cute little purple dress. Thankfully, today Nari seemed to know it was something special, she wasn’t as fussy as she normally was when you tried putting dresses on her.

Today was Nari’s 1st birthday party, you and Jimin have been preparing for, for weeks now. You had made sure that all the decorations were made and hung up around your home, the arrangements for the cake was set, and of course, the abundant amount of gifts that you had bought for her was wrapped and set around in the living room. Jimin and you have strived all week to ensure that everything was set for her first milestone, and you both couldn’t be prouder of the turn out.

“Yeahp!” Jimin comes strolling into your shared bedroom; he sports a denim jacket, and his new hair; a shade of purple that matches the color of your own dress, while it contrasts with Nari’s plum purple. It was a lot of convincing for you to get Jimin on board with Nari’s purple themed party (he really insisted on pink, because he’s always loved pink on her, and you, but he was easily swayed when you had mentioned that you were buying his favorite chocolate cake from the bakery down the street), but like the loving husband that he was, he agreed uttering out “happy wife, happy life”, and here you were today. Ready to give your little bundle of joy the party of her life, whether she remembers it or not, most likely not, you were proud of the work you and your husband had put into it. You both could tackle anything if you both were able to pull this off.

“Hun, the boys will be here in a few minutes, I’ll just go wait by the door, okay?” Jimin jogs over to you giving your cheek a quick kiss, “look at you baby, so, so pretty, just like your mommy.” He tickles Nari, earning giggles from your baby, as she flails her arms reaching for her dad as he smothered her in kisses.

“Here she’s done, you can take her.” You say giving the squirming one-year old to your husband, “I’ll just clean up quickly and I’ll be down!”

Jimin coos at your little girl giving you a soft okay as the two pattered out of the bedroom, leaving you to quietly put away Nari’s pajamas. Your heart warmed at the thought that you and Jimin had been raising this amazing little girl for a whole year. You remember how happy you and Jimin were when you first found out that you were pregnant with her; the boys were just as excited, if not more, than you and Jimin. They were ecstatic to be having their first niece; you remember just how excited you both were when Jin said that him and Sunmi were pregnant with their son, Daemin. Because Daemin was the very first cousin, amongst the boys, he was ridiculously spoiled. You all showered him in many gifts, clothes, toys, you name it; he got it.

Then when you and Jimin were expecting, and when the boys found out it was a girl, they went ballistic. They gifted you many things, from toys, to dresses, to little shoes to match all of them; Nari received so much love from her uncles. You couldn’t help but smile at the memory.

“Jagi!” Jimin called, “Everyone’s here babe!”

Snapping out of your thoughts, you closed Nari’s drawers, dusting off your hands and heading down to the party to greet your guests.

* * *

“How’re you doing, Y/n?”

You looked beside you to see Jimin’s best friend out of the boys, Taehyung. If you were close to anyone in the group, other than your husband, it’d be Taehyung. Yours and Taehyung’s relationship is nothing but friendly, nothing more; you are married to Jimin after all, and you love Jimin very much and vice versa, anyone with eyes could tell that the two of you are smitten for each other.

“I’m doing great, Tae.” You smiled up at the curly haired boy, “How’re you doing?”

Taehyung smirked, giving off his signature wink, “Great, now that you’re here.” You both chuckle at his attempt to flirt with you. Naturally, Taehyung was very flirty, with everyone, so, you always thought nothing of it, plus, you’re his best friends wife, Taehyung would never do something like that to Jimin.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” You asked as you watched Nari giggling on the couch with your parents, who came shortly after the boys did. Jimin’s mother and father sat next to your own, cooing and chuckling at Nari as they played with her. Jin and Yoongi were standing in the kitchen standing over the cake that they had picked up for you; Hobi, Namjoon, and Jungkook sat by the windowsill with their wives, talking in hushed whispers and sharing a few laughs.

“Of course, I am,” Taehyung playfully shoves your shoulder, earning a giggle from you, “You and Chim did a great job!” Wrapping his arm around you to pull you into a side hug, you peered up at Taehyung in fits of giggles. As the two of you were lost in your little world, someone cleared their throat behind you.

“Y/n, your parents are taking Nari tonight, figured we’d have a quiet house to clean up.” Jimin’s sultry voice fills your ears, except his stare wasn’t as soft and loving as it normally was. His stare was hard and he wasn’t focusing on your eyes, but rather, his eyes were zeroed in on Taehyung’s arm that was still placed around your shoulders.

“Hey Chim!” Taehyung’s boxy smile appears as he glanced at your husband, to which Jimin nods stiffly, not returning the sweet gesture, Taehyung immediately removes his arm from you, nervously coughing.

“Sure, bub.” You say, making your way to him and wrapping your arms around him, only for Jimin to possessively snake his own arm around your waist, gripping it tightly. Letting out a surprised gasp at his roughness, you eyed Taehyung who’s eyes were now bulging out of his sockets.

“Jimin.” You hissed, suddenly feeling heat rush to your cheeks and in between your legs with his sudden possessiveness.

“You,” He aggressively whispers into your ear, “are my wife, not Taehyung-ah’s,” Jimin’s grip tightened around your waist, “seems like you’ll need a reminder tonight.” He bites the shell of your ear gently, before pulling away and giving you his genuine smile.

The duality.

“Yes, Jagi?” Jimin asks you, teases you, knowing full well what he just whispered to you only seconds ago. You were left gobsmacked as Jimin’s hand trails down to your ass, giving it a squeeze, still aware that Taehyung was in front of the two of you. You and Jimin were never to shy away from PDA, kissing here and there, but never has he publicly shown the type of person he was behind closed doors. It seemed too teenager-ish to the two of you, at least that was one of the many things you both had the same opinion on… However, it seems that tonight he thought otherwise.

“Uh-“ Tae chokes out, “I’ll-uh, it’s late.” Coming over to shake Jimin’s hand. Jimin gave his friend a tight-lipped smile, gripping his hand tightly, “See ya, Chim.” Taehyung pulls him into a hug, and your husband gladly returns it, patting his back. When the two pull away, Jimin held his eye disappearing smile, as Tae shifted uncomfortably in his gaze, before giving you a small wave and retreating back to the party to say his own good-byes.

“What was that?” You bit at your husband, who turned to you in confusion. Shrugging his shoulders, his smile dropped.

“Once everyone leaves and your parents take Nari for the night,” He steps closer to you, “I expect you on our bed, naked, and on all fours waiting for me,” His voice dropped several octaves, making you clench your legs together, “If you’re not, it seems I’ve been too lenient towards you, baby.”

With that Jimin pulls back, giving you a smirk and walking towards your guests that were packing up to leave, departing from you, his extremely frustrated wife.

* * *

It had felt like hours.

Not wanting to disobey Jimin and risk getting a punishment, you were bent over on your bed, completely at his mercy, for whenever he decides to come back to your room.

After Jimin had left you, you followed after him to say goodbye to your guests, while Jimin didn’t seem affected by your encounter, you had become quieter, but thankfully no one noticed; except Jimin. While bidding your fellow family and friends farewell, Jimin had done nothing but tease you. His arm was always around your waist, kneading the flesh in the palms of his hand, squeezing here and there; his hand would travel its way down your back, landing on your ass and giving it a harsh squeeze when you were talking, causing you to gasp which didn’t go unnoticed by your guest; he would be chatting and laughing with someone while he smoothed your hair, roughly gripping it time to time, that made you squeeze your legs shut, to prevent yourself from dripping down your legs.

Your insatiable husband did not make tonight easy for you.

“Oh,” His sultry voice echoed in the room causing you to bite your lip as you felt yourself dripping onto the bed, “What a good girl.” You suddenly felt a presence behind your bent over figure, and you couldn’t help but squirm. Looking behind you, Jimin’s eyes were trained on your sopping center before his dark eyes trailed up your spine to greet your own.

“You and Taehyung-ah were quite close tonight hm?” Jimin traces his finger down your slit, gathering your wetness and rubbing it gently against your clit. You shut your eyes squishing your face in your pillow, mewling out.

But Jimin didn’t like that.

His hand roughly grasped your hair in a makeshift ponytail, and turned your head towards your left hand, the big diamond that graced it in your line of vision.

“Tell me Jagi,” Jimin breathes against the shell of your ear, “who’s ring is on your finger, hm?” Tugging your hair harder, you bite back a moan.

“Yours.” Jimin hums in approval.

“That’s right, baby. My ring is on your finger. You are my wife. You are the mother of my child.” Jimin grunts out his hand slithering down to your neck and gripping it; not enough to completely cut off your air supply, but enough for you to roll your eyes back in ecstasy.

“You’re so pretty,” Jimin mumbles against your neck, peppering kisses and sucking harshly at the junction between your neck and collarbone; your weak spot, that he knows all too well. “Love seeing my little wife so submissive for me. Just for me, isn’t that right, jagi?” No longer able to hold your moans in, you frantically grab Jimin’s hair, tilting your head to give him more room to plant more of his marks on you.

“Just yours,” You moaned, “Ji-Jimin,” You choked out as his free hand slithers its way to cup your mound, teasing his finger against your waiting hole. Whining in need, you thrust your hips in attempt to get his finger to slip in, but Jimin squeezes your throat harder.

“What do you want?” He growled, “I’ve been too nice to you baby, thinking you could get away with wearing a dress like that?” You could feel Jimin’s hardened length press against your ass, him pushing up into you; another one of his ways he’s been teasing you.

“Don’t act like you didn’t see Taehyung’s eyeing your tits,” Jimin continues to refuse you the feeling of his fingers inside you, only circling your clit once in a while, earning a groan of frustration from you.

“N-no,” You cry, “I didn’t, I swear—only eyes for you, Chim, please.” Jimin’s hand around your throat disappears and a sharp slap fills your ears and the sting on your ass causes you to yelp.

“You can beg better than that,” Another slap to your ass causes you to fall forward, “C’mon, pet, beg for me, or maybe you want to be left all alone and needy, maybe I should call Tae and see if he’d want to fuck my wife.” Jimin’s jealousy complex was shining through, and it made your aching pussy want him more.

“No!” You cried, clenching around nothing, “P-please, Jimin, want you—only you, want your cock in me, pl-please.” Your mind was in a haze, the only thought that you had was Jimin pounding into you and proving that his cock was what you wanted, what you needed.

Jimin coos, pushing your head down and the sound of him unbuckling his belt hurriedly, makes you drip in desire, “So pretty for me, baby.” You feel his fingertips trail your spine, a chill creeping down with every stroke of his finger, but before you could bask in the gentleness from him, you were roughly pulled to stand; Jimin’s hands gripping your arms and pushing you towards the floor-to-ceiling window that led to your balcony. Harshly spinning you around to slam your back against the wall, Jimin’s face was only centimeters away from your own. His eyes dark and full of lust, while you gasp for air.

“On your knees.” His demand has your scrambling to the floor, greeted by his thick member in front of your face. Staring up at your husband, Jimin cocks and eyebrow, “Well?” He snapped; rolling his eyes, Jimin grips your hair and thrusts into your throat roughly, not giving you time to adjust to the intrusion. Times like this you were thankful for not having a gag reflex.

“Fuck,” Jimin seethes through his teeth, hooded eyes watching you take his length into your mouth, “Who’s cock is claiming your mouth hm?” His hand grips your hair, shoving you harder against him, “because it sure as hell isn’t Taehyung’s.” Jimin continues his rough assault on your willing mouth, holding your head and pushing you down onto him, your nose brushing against his pubic bone. Your jaw was aching, but you couldn’t help but admire Jimin’s eyes that were shut in absolute pleasure; pleasure from you. The lewd sounds of your mouth taking his cock and his moans made you wetter than you already were; if that was even possible.

Jimin roughly pulls you off his cock, pumping his member in his hands before you quickly got up off the floor and pulled his lips to yours.

Moaning in each other’s mouths, Jimin’s free hand pulled you closer to him. It was the first time you two had kissed tonight, with all the teasing and the inappropriate touching, the kiss was what made you fall in love with Jimin all over again. It was heated, but the love and passion that you and Jimin have had through all the years, was always in your kisses. His mouth chases after yours as you lean against the cold window, as his tongue makes itself familiar with yours. Jimin gently bites down on your bottom lip, before pulling away, and turning you to press your front against the coldness.

“So pretty, so perfect.” Jimin runs his leaking tip against your soaked cunt, teasing you even more by pushing the head in, only to pull it right back out, and dragging it up and down your slit. “Such a good cock-slut for me,” He whispers.

“Chim-“ You choke, thrusting back into him, both of you moaning at the intrusion of Jimin’s tip in you, “Please, God, please fuck me, wanna cum.” You whine.

“So, good for me.” With that Jimin pushes his entire length in you, moaning at the feel of your tightness wrapped around him. Biting his lip, Jimin groans, “Oh fuck.”

“Shit.” You gasp, as Jimin slams into you, your chests pressed against the window, praying that no one walks by your house as his cock splits you open. Moaning out his name with each powerful thrust, Jimin pulls your head back with your hair, tilting it to give his lips access to your neck again, where he sucks pink hues onto your neck. His tongue travelling up to reach your cheeks, giving you soft pecks and breathy moans, that only spurred you on to grind back against him, needing to feel him deeper.

“Fuck, jagi,” slamming his hips harder against your ass, your forehead falling to press up against the window, heavy pants escaping your lips when Jimin’s hands ventures towards your breasts, cupping them firmly while he pulls you harder against him, “You feel so fucking good.” Jimin lifts your leg and propping it up slightly to angle him deeper, he growls at the newfound position, loving every second of it.

“Ji-Jimin,” You mewl, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach as Jimin continues to pound into you.

“You gonna cum for me?” He speeds up his thrusts, you could’ve sworn you felt him in your stomach, “Moan for me, Y/n.” And you do. You moan loudly at how Jimin fills up your cunt amazingly, the feel of his thick cock slipping in and out of you with so much ease, the way you feel your own wetness coats the inside of your legs. “Who’s name are you moaning, baby?” Jimin hums, harshly slapping your ass.

Once.

Twice.

“That’s it baby, cum around my cock. Make a mess on me—shit, that’s it.” Jimin loses his mind watching you shamelessly using him to get yourself off, he’s almost feral with how hard he sinks his dick into you, deeper than he’s ever been.

And you’re equally loosing your own mind, head absolutely empty—other that the thought of you need to cum. Not even a second later, you’re falling apart on your husband’s dick, whimpering, and whining at how he continues to fuck you through your high, your arousal dripping down his shaft.

“Jimin,” You whisper his name as if it were a prayer and Jimin gladly continues to roll his hips into yours.

“So, so good baby.” His hips pausing as he thrusts harder, nearing his high as you feel him twitch inside you, “oh sh-shit.” Jimin groans spilling his hot seed inside you. You bite your lip at the feeling of him completely filling you up, resting against the window that cooled you off after your intense activity. Jimin stays inside you, gently letting your leg go, and hugging you from behind. He peppers kisses on your shoulders and kisses just underneath your earlobe.

“Why were you so aggressive tonight,” You hummed now leaning back against him; Jimin’s fingers draw circles on your hips, still holding you against him as you two look outside and enjoying the gleam of the stars.

“Didn’t like the way Tae was flirting.”

“Wha-“ You giggle, finally allowing Jimin’s dick to slip out of you, the both of you hissed at the sensitivity, and you take his hand, leading him to your bed, “Oh, Chim… You couldn’t possibly be jealous of me talking to Taehyungie, were you?” Jimin pouts, slipping under the covers with you, holding you close.

“No…” He grumbles, nuzzling into your neck, “Not really.” You let out a breathy laugh wrapping your own arms around him.

“Chim, I married you,” You kiss his forehead, “I’m wearing your wedding ring,” You kiss his cheek, “and I had your baby.” You kiss his nose, “What have you got to worry about?” Jimin whines, tightening his arms around you.

“Absolutely nothing,” He sighs, “it’s not my fault you’re so hot.” He grunts into your neck.

Giggling to yourself you plant a lingering kiss on his lips, “You’re silly… I love you.” Jimin smiles lazily, deepening the kiss and rolling on top of you.

“I love you,” He repeats, pulling away gently before pecking your lips once more, “forever.”

like...??? i don't need a new phone?? but if I could buy anything, I'd get that new Samsung z flip 3. like 🥴🥴🥴

BTS: ALBUM GROUP CONCEPT PHOTOS THROUGH THE YEARS

2 Cool 4 Skool : 130613

O R U L8 2?: 130911

Skool Luv Affair: 140212

Dark & Wild: 140820

화양연화 Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa Pt. 1: 150429

화양연화 Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa Pt. 2: 151130

Young Forever: 160502

W.I.N.G.S. : 161010

You Never Walk Alone: 170213

LOVE YOURSELF 承 Her : 170918

Love Yourself 轉 Tear: 180518

Love Yourself 結 Answer: 180818

Map Of  The Soul: Persona : 190412

Map of the Soul: 7 : 200221

Dynamite (Single): 200821

BE (Deluxe Edition): 201120

 Butter (Single): 210521

17 Comebacks…

8 Eras…

(School Era, Dark & Wild, HYYH, Wings, Love Yourself, Map of the Soul, BE [Dynamite])

1 Bangtan…

y'all I'm actually deceased, that gif has me dying fuck

not that I'm tryna convince anyone... but this man owns my heart. idc what anyone says lol.

I-

can't breathe 🥴🥴🥴