Park Jimin You Are A Dream

park jimin you are a dream

Smooth like butter, like a criminal undercover Gon’ pop like trouble breaking into your heart like that ♪

literal representation of me reading this fuckboy au just now

i think my soul just evaporated

this was such a great fic to read right before bed🥺 loved it omg

my cheeks are growing tired.

summary:  jimin knows what the quiet means for you. pairing: park jimin x reader genre: light angst, comfort-fluff rating: g word count: 1.1k tags/warnings: eludes to mental distress, emotional, crying, a lot of comfort

a/n: ok i know i said i wasn’t posting right now but i just wrote this [slightly edited] and wanted to share in case anyone else needs some comfort~

He knew as soon as he got home that it was going to be a quiet night. Jimin knew when you took an hour to respond to his text about dinner, answering with a “whatever you feel like having is fine,” and a single emoji. He knew that emoji was meant to be cute and to deter him from the fact that you weren’t in a texting mood.

Or a talking mood.

And definitely not in any kind of mood to get on facetime during his short break between practice.

He could focus on his work when this happened. When the best medicine for you was silence for the time being until he got home. But it didn’t stop the whispered sighs that slipped out of him throughout the rest of the day. Or the way one of the members had to repeat his name a second time before he realized they were talking to him because for a second he got lost in the thought of you. What are you doing right now? Were you taking breaks between working? Had you eaten lunch and had some water?

He couldn’t stop himself from texting you when he thought about you possibly crying alone. He hated that thought the most.

[7:15 PM] from Jimin: hello my baby [: i’ll be home early tonight

You didn’t answer and he expected that too.

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