Give Me Love | Part 1 (m)

Give Me Love | Part 1 (m)

• fratboy!jimin x reader

• Word count: 6139

• Genre: college au, enemies with benefits to lovers

• Summary: Your relationship with Park Jimin was complicated to say the least, but when the circumstances change and you can no longer keep him at an arms length, you find yourself drawn to him more than you thought possible.

• warnings: Swearing, sexual content.

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flirt buddies | p.jm. | drabble

pairing:  jimin x reader

rating:  pg-15

genre:  humor | fluff | frenemies(?) to lovers!au | college!au

summary:  A mean girl pestering you is what it takes for you and Jimin to move further with the flirting going on between you two for months now. Who would’ve thunk?

warnings:  slight swearing + suggestive words + mentions of oral sex + crackhead energy

word count:  1.4 k

note: THIS BLOG TURNED A MONTH OLD TODAY, YAYYY!  and i also hit another tiny milestone, thank you, every single one of you, that has ever read something i wrote and/or has clicked the follow button. much love. 🥺💓 also, @getmemyfries​ thank you, bestie, for being a constant cheerleader and hyping me up, ilysm!!! 😭💝

striking off the “park jimin” box on my @bangtanwritingbingo​ card with this one!

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You’ve met your share of mean girls through high school and past few years at college, but you’ve never met someone as irritating as this fellow senior trying to stare you down in her eight inch heels.

It isn’t even the fact that she’s trying to be mean that’s grating on you. If she would have come at you about that curly haired cutie you hooked up with, last month, you would have let her have it. The guy was most definitely a catch, and it had most definitely bummed you a little when he’d told you he wasn’t gonna call again. 

(You can use a distraction, right now, especially after you’ve accepted the fact that your back and forth with Jimin isn’t gonna lead to anything.)

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lover

pairing: park jimin x f!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: approx. 1k

request: here // “HII i love ur writing i was wondering if i could request a slow dancing kind of thing w/ jimin? just like domestic cutesy fluff 🥺”

warnings: nothing, just lots of cute fluff <3

a/n: guys im so serious i need a jimin in my life. also i hope he’s recovering well! anyway, my first request, i hope you like it @ anon. please send in more requests, i love them! (also, uh, yeah, somehow my inner swiftie resurgent and i really made them dance to lover im sorry it just made so much sense in my mind)

YOU AREN’T EXPECTING Jimin to be very energetic when he gets home. It’s close to two in the morning, and he’d barely been getting any sleep the past week, because of his packed schedule. You insist on waiting up for him, even though he scolds you. You can’t help it. It’s hard to sleep without him, anyway.

Which is exactly why you’re cleaning the kitchen at 1:48am, when Jimin gets home. His scolding is half-hearted today, because after a few whines about how you need sleep, he’s collapsing onto the living room sofa, with a tired groan.

You glance up at him from where you’re scrubbing the work surface, through the open door that connects the kitchen and living room of your apartment. “Go to sleep, baby,” you urge.

“Can’t. You’re not in bed yet.” He shoots you an overdramatic glare, but the softness in his eyes let’s you know he’s just kidding. You scoff and roll your eyes, choosing to turn up the music you’d been blaring from your phone instead.

“Sometimes I go blurry-eyed, small talk and you tell me that I’m on fire,” you sing along quietly, barely even realising that you’re doing it.

Jimin realises, of course, and his tired eyes flutter open to watch you as you clean, crooning lyrics. He smiles softly, and the grin only widens when you start bouncing to the beat.

God, he loves you.

He’s a total, complete, utter fool for you. Everything you do, say; the way you smile, the way you smell, the way you move, the way you talk, the way you think — he loves every inch of you.

Which is exactly why he sneaks up behind you, just as the song begins to fade out. You turn in his arms to face him, with that wide smile he loves so much. He kisses you almost immediately, no warning — it’s automatic, because he just needs to show you how much he loves you. Because it’s impossible to put into words.

Just as he begins to pull away, the song changes into Taylor Swift’s Lover. How fitting, he muses. And then he suddenly releases you from his hold, only to bow and proffer his hand. “May I have this dance, my lady?” he asks, with a flirtatious raise of the eyebrows and a wide grin.

The smile you give him in return is worth any goofy act he has to make up. “You may,” you respond, clicking in with his skit immediately, and taking his hand. He slides his other hand around your waist, pulling you close to him, and beginning to lead you in a slow dance.

Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close?

Jimin rests his forehead against yours, noses bumping as the two of you beam ridiculously wide. “Thank you,” he whispers, placing a light, feathery kiss on your nose. “For cleaning. And cooking dinner. I know I haven’t done much the past few weeks.”

You roll your eyes at him. “Goof. Of course. I don’t mind, you know that, not when you’re so busy.”

You’re my, my, my, my, Lover.

“I mind,” he says with a cute frown that makes you smile. “It’s not fair. You have to do everything, and I barely see you.”

“I mind that I don’t see you as much,” you correct yourself. “But I’m not mad about it. I understand why. And I know you’ll be home more soon. So I can stand doing a bit of cleaning, when you’re working so hard. I’m really proud of what you do.”

His face softens, and he kisses you again. “Thank you,” he mumbles against your lips, and then pulls back to twirl you with a wide smile. You let out a squeak of surprise, that turns into a laugh when he quickly pulls you back into him. The momentum of your body makes him stumble, but he catches you quickly, and the both of you descend into giggles. Drunk — drunk on love, that’s what the two of you are.

Forever and ever…

“You should be sleeping,” you say in alarm, as you remember the time.

“Day off tomorrow,” he shrugs with an easy grin. “I’m all good.”

You shake your head. “You’re tired!”

“Hey!” he objects. “I’m never too tired to dance with a pretty girl.”

The effect of his words is instantaneous; your cheeks flush bright scarlet. Of course, he notices in a second and he gasps. “Wait! You like that! You like that nickname, right?”

“What? No! I have no idea what you’re talking about!” you say quickly, trying to hide in his chest.

“You do! Aw, baby,” he coos. “You should’ve told me!”

“I hate you,” you grumble, and step on his foot.

He throws his head back in a loud laugh. “Did you just step on my foot? Whilst I’m romancing you?”

“Romancing?” you snort. “You’re making fun of me.”

“I would never,” he says, widening his eyes innocently. Then he giggles, and your heart melts at the sound. He kisses your forehead. “You’re not just a pretty girl,” he informs you seriously. “You’re my pretty girl.”

You blush even harder. Jimin starts laughing so hard you wonder how he’s even able to keep leading you in this dance, but he does. “Stop!” you groan, embarrassed, bu he shakes his head, and kisses your forehead again.

“Cutie,” he mumbles, but subdues his laughter.

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover.

You drop your cheek on his chest, and he tightens his grip on you, dropping his own cheek to rest on your head. You can feel his warm breath on the shell of your ear, his heart beating steadily under your cheek. His smooth hand in yours, his strong arm wrapped around your waist, as he guides you in your impromptu slow-dance.

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover.

“Hey,” he whispers against your hair.

“Mm?” You hum a response, not bothering to force your drooping eyes open.

“I love you. You know that?”

A smile appears on your face. “Yeah. I know that.”

“Good,” he sighs, and buries the bottom half of his face in your hair.

“Jimin?”

“Mhm?”

“I love you too.”

“I know.”

Darling, you’re my, my, my, my

Lover.

hi harrow :) i have a drabble req

21 and jiminie if you’re feeling up for it!!

pairing: Park Jimin x female reader word count: 708 prompt: "You better run!" genre: the absolute fluffiest of fluff a/n: hello anon! thank you so much for this lovely drabble request!! i was so happy to receive it and then to write it! i hope you enjoy it :)

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You are not paying attention to your book. You’ve read the same sentence six times now and that is all because of the heat.

The sun beams down on the tree above which shades you, just a little, as you lounge on the blanket that you’ve laid down. It’s a hot summer day and the high-waisted jean shorts you decided to wear are just not doing enough to keep you cool. Or perhaps that’s because the shirt you borrowed from Jimin is a thicker cotton than you thought it was.

You run your hand over your forehead and sigh. Your sister needed the break and you were glad to give it to her but you would rather be inside your apartment, instead you’re out in the park watching your new husband and your two year old niece run around the grassy park.

No, you shouldn’t complain about that. It is actually fantastic to watch him pick her up and throw her over his shoulder with such ease.

Your heart beats wildly in your chest as your book falls from your hands into your lap and you give your full attention to the two.

A smile appears on your face as you watch him as he tickles her as he sets her back down on the grass and starts his run back to you. A run in slow motion as she chases behind him, her arms outstretched in front of her, the widest and happiest smile plastered on her beautiful round face.

He jumps down on the blanket at your feet and holds out a hand to stop her, “I’m safe!” he calls and she looks down at the ground disappointed but still laughing.

“You look good,” he says as he turns and winks at you.

You have been married for a little over a month, dating for almost four years and he still has the ability to make you feel like a teenager in love.

You wrinkle your nose at him and he smirks.

“Having fun?” you ask as turns and lays down, resting his head on your thigh. His fingers find the hem of your shorts leg without looking and he begins to trace a small line back and forth on your skin just under the hem.

“I think we should create one,” he says it so casually and your eyes go wide.

“Oh?”

He nods watching your niece as she bends down and begins to pick blades of grass. She is a marvel to watch and you love that you get to watch her grow up. You love that you get to watch Jimin with her. He’s grown to be her favorite human in the whole world and it lights up your entire being whenever the two of them are together.

“I think we’d create a great little person,” he says softly as you slip your fingers through his hair.

“Imobu! Imobu!!” her little voice carries over the windless air and pulls the two out of your own little world.

“Ya?” he calls over to her.

“Again?” she asks as she holds up her little fist holding the blades of grass she has just picked.

He arches an eyebrow, “what?”

“Again?” she repeats, now at the two of you and then suddenly she throws the blades of grass at him.

It doesn’t have the effect that she is hoping for, the majority of them falling against her but as soon as she sees two of them fall against his leg and his eyes go wide at her, she squeals and waits for him to say something, her whole body on the ready.

“You better run,” he says, lifting himself up a little and she turns around and takes a few steps, glancing back to see if he’s chasing her yet. “You better run!” he yells and she lets out a delighted squeal and starts to run as fast as her legs can carry her.

“Think about it,” he says to you on his hands and knees and kisses you quickly before he pushes himself up and chases after her.

The park is full of squeals of joy, laughter from all three of you, and you think maybe you would like to do this with him.

you truly underestimate how many times i can listen to the same song on repeat

i’m all yours | pjm

↠ jimin x reader ↠ best friends to lovers AU | fluff  ↠ 2336 words ↠ warnings: oc’s ex cheats on her (she doesn’t care though), jimin being a protective bestie 🥺, a little embarrassment, and lots of fluff! 💘

prompts: “you should’ve known better.”

A/N: just a little dose of fluff for you all <3 (it’s kinda shit lol) and i haven’t proofread! this is just a really quick one that was written now while I’m still half asleep so pls excuse any mistakes :)

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