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Autopilot - Jimin (M)

Summary: You’ve always had a thing for your friend Jimin, and that comes with fantasies - ones you’d never dare tell another soul. So when you’re all caught up in Dark Souls and your friend Chihye starts asking you about him, your mind turns to autopilot and your secrets are revealed to more than one...

Genre: Smut

Warnings: dirty talk and mild body worshiping

Word Count: 2.8K

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A curse slipped out past your lips as the familiar sound of your character’s death thrummed through your speakers, filling your ears with the morbid tune, the words “YOU DIED” appearing on your TV screen. You dropped your controller on the bed and slipped your hands into your hair, frustrated with yourself as the game began to load your respawn ever so slowly. A snicker from beside you drew your attention away and you couldn’t help but stare at your friend as she laughed at your embarrassing attempt to take on the boss known as Kalameet. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Chihye teased, rolling her eyes at you as she sat up. “It’s not my fault you suck.”

“Thanks, Chihye. That makes me feel much better,” You said sarcastically, glancing back at the TV to see that you had already respawned. You quickly grabbed your controller and readied yourself to take on the boss again, even though a lingering voice in the back of your head screamed “give up!” 

“Hey, maybe this time actually do some damage,” Chihye said and laid back down, grabbing her phone to scroll through her timeline again, like she always did. You reached around to grab one of your pillows and smacked her in the face with it, but by the time she got up to yell at you, you were already engrossed back in your game, blocking out all external distractions. “Pussy.”

“Eat my ass,” You snapped back at her. “I’ll have you know this is the hardest boss and he hits fucking hard, so be a little more understanding, okay?”

“Fine.” Chihye groaned loudly and rolled onto her side, watching you make your way down the ladder to approach the black dragon. You honed in onto the dragon, drawing your weapon to make a swift approach. It swiped its claws at your character, but your reflexes allowed you to press down on the buttons of your controller, letting you roll out of the way in time to avoid its attack. A sudden buzz on the blanket beside you caught your attention just for a split second, but you were able to regain your focus, dodging a deadly attack just in time. 

Chihye scrambled to sit up and picked up your phone, looking at the notification on the screen. From the corner of your eye, you could see a deathly smirk overtaking her face. She laughed to herself and held your phone closer to her face. You always wondered how she still had perfect vision even though she stared at her phone screen all day. Then again, you weren’t that different with your video games.

“Jimin texted you. He says he’ll be here in five minutes,” Chihye read aloud. “Ooh, let’s see what little old Y/N has been talking about with her boyfriend.”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” You said automatically, still focused on the game. You jumped slightly as the dragon flew into the air and let down a devastating breath attack, taking down half of your health within seconds.

“Well, you still like him.”

“I don’t, Chihye,” You lied through your teeth.

“Seriously? Who calls their friend at 2 in the morning and stays on the phone with them for almost four hours? You don’t even do that with me! It’s a sign!”

“Yes, it’s a sign that you’re delusional,” You snorted, earning a groan from your roommate. 

“No, you’re delusional. It’s obvious you like him,” Chihye insisted, slipping your phone into your lap. With one hand, you grabbed your phone and set it aside on the bedside table, all the while still playing your game with your other hand. Chihye noticed and whistled, brushing off your shoulder. “Look at you.” You smiled and glanced over at her before returning to the screen. “Anyways, don’t try and run away from this. You like him. It’s obvious.”

“And how is it obvious?” One more strike had finally brought the black dragon to half its health, and you couldn’t help but smile to yourself at your accomplishment. You looked to Chihye, expecting her to congratulate you on getting this far, but she stayed in her own little fantasy world.

“One, you always talk about him. Two, you are always talking him. Three, when you’re not with me, you’re with him. Four, I just know.”

“I just know,” You repeated in a mocking tone, wincing when Chihye slapped the side of your arm.

“Hey! Don’t make fun of me. I know a lot more about relationships than you do, missy.”

“Of course you do, you’ve been with like 12 guys this year alone.”

“And you’ve been with…” You turned to glare at her, but she gave you a shit-eating grin, one that you couldn’t fight because you knew it was true. You simply huffed in defeat and twisted your head back to the TV. “Exactly. A grand total of one.”

A moment of silence took over the room, the only sound being the game’s soundtrack and sound effects playing through your speakers. You shifted uncomfortably, your mind wandering to Jimin. God, you really did like him. Hell, maybe you even loved him. But you had no chance. Jimin was probably the most beautiful man you’ve ever met. With those looks, you wouldn’t be surprised if he’d been with every person at your university. You considered yourself lucky to even be able to be called his friend.

“Even if I did like him, I’d have no chance,” You said suddenly, startling Chihye slightly. She tilted her head and pouted, then leaned back into the pillows at the head of your bed. A small frown decorated your lips, but you pushed your feelings aside and focused on your game again. 

“How long have you two been friends again?” Chihye asked.

“Since freshman year,” You answered in a monotonous tone, your brain automatically turning to autopilot as you were engrossed in the game completely. 

“And you met-”

“In my Programming course. We got paired for a project.”

“So almost two years. And you never, not once, felt anything for him?” Chihye continued, pushing for more answers.

“I mean, yeah I liked him for a while, but it just kind of went away on its own,” You explained, cutting yourself off with a curse as you took a particularly hard hit from the boss.

“Did you ever want to kiss him?”

“Have you seen his lips?” You smiled to yourself, thinking about his beautiful pink, plump lips. It’s all you could focus on when he was talking, and you’d often have to snap yourself out of your trance before he got the chance to notice you staring.

“Have you ever wanted to sleep with him?”

“I think everyone does.”

“You still wanna fuck him?”

“Yeah, sure, why not?” You hummed, smiling as the health bar of the boss dropped to less than a quarter of its fullness. 

“Have you ever had a wet dream of him?” Chihye asked, a small smirk painting her lips as she watched you answer without even thinking.

“Yeah, a couple,” You admitted.

“You ever touch yourself thinking of him?”

“Of course.”

“Did you ever- oh shit.”

Chihye stared towards the door, and it took her a few seconds to process what she was seeing before tapping on your shoulder. You pushed her hand off, but cheered out a silent “yes!” as the dragon boss fell to the ground, the triumphant music playing in the background as the words “VICTORY ACHIEVED” popped up. You set your controller down and turned to Chihye, who looked like she had just seen a ghost. 

“What?” You questioned. She lifted her hand and pointed her finger to the doorway, and as you turned your head to see what she was pointing at, a familiar face filled your view. Your heart dropped at the sight of Jimin standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame as he stared at you. Something was different in his eyes. You froze for a moment, thinking back to what you were saying before. You quickly clasped your hand over your mouth and stared at Chihye, who was just shaking her head in disappointment. “How long has he been there?”

“Long enough,” Jimin said in a low tone. Chihye hurried to stand up and grab her bag, rushing to put on her sandals. 

“Where are you-” 

“Oh, look at the time! I’m totally late for my class,” Chihye laughed.

“But, Chi, it’s Sunday, we don’t have any-”

“Haha, I would love to stay and chat but I’ve gotta go. Bye!” Chihye rushed out of the room, stopping behind Jimin to give you a wide smile and a thumbs up before running off. You groaned and buried your face in your palms, listening to Jimin walking closer. The bed sank down slightly, indicating he had sat beside you.

“You beat Kalameet?” Jimin asked, picking up your controller. You snapped your hands away from your face, embarrassed of the blush that was spreading across your cheeks at a quick rate. 

“U-Um yeah,” You said nervously. “Just beat him.”

“Good job. He’s a tough one.” Jimin smiled as he handed you the controller. You reached over to take the controller, jumping slightly when his skin touched yours, undoubtedly burning from the embarrassment. “I still have to beat him.”

“I guess it just takes practice.” 

Jimin suddenly leaned over and ran his fingers over the controller, tight in your grip, and pressed down on the home button, exiting out of the game. You slowly turned to him to see a smirk on his face, eyebrows quirked up in curiosity.

“I have a question,” Jimin asked, drawing out his words as if to the beat of your heart. You drew your mouth into a straight line, unsure of what to say. Jimin gripped the controller, still in your hands, and led it down to the edge of the bed, making you set it down on the comforter. His fingers ran up your arm and under your chin, lifting it up slightly as he tilted his head, giving you a lustful look. “Do you still want to fuck me?”

You nearly ran out of the room at that point, but something switched off inside of you, feeling his fingers against you, his eyes boring into yours, his breath hot and heavy against your skin. You looked down at his lips, and it seemed that was all Jimin needed to answer his question as he smashed his lips against yours, grasping the sides of your face to pull you closer.

His tongue slipped into your mouth and danced with yours after he explored all corners of your mouth. He scooted closer and tilted his head, allowing further access to those lips that you had desired for so long. He slightly moaned into the kiss, the sound shooting straight down to your core as you took a deep breath in, trying to keep your composure. 

Your eyes slowly closed, enjoying the sensation of Jimin’s teeth lightly grazing over your bottom lip. When you looked at him, his eyes grew darker with lust, and his hands tightened on your waist as he moved his lips down to your neck, sucking at the sensitive skin. You winced and gripped at his hair, pulling slightly, earning a groan from him.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Y/N,” Jimin moaned against your skin. His hands moved to your shoulders and pressed down, pushing your back onto the mattress as he climbed over you, his eyes darkening even further. “You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of you. Thought of this perfect body. So beautiful.”

Jimin moved back slightly to raise your shirt and bunch it up underneath your breasts, then placed a wet, open mouthed kiss to your stomach. You jolted from the sudden touch, feeling Jimin smirk against your skin. 

“So sensitive.” Jimin straddled your waist and leaned over you, his hair falling onto your forehead as his breath hit your lips. “Do you want me?”

“Fucking yes,” You said, rising up to connect your lips with his. He smiled into the kiss and brushed your hair back with his hand, then pulled away and slipped his hands past your pajama pants and panties, swiping his fingers over your already drenched slit. 

“Damn, you're dripping and I’ve barely even touched you. Do I get you that excited?” 

You nodded weakly as he pushed two fingers into your core, stretching you out. You gripped the back of his neck, nails digging into his skin as he pumped his fingers into you, scissoring them to loosen you up. It had been so long since you’ve had someone touch you properly, let alone touch you at all. 

“So warm and tight. I can’t wait to pound this cute little pussy.”

You whined at his words, desperate for more than just his fingers. 

“Jimin, no more teasing. I need you now. I need to feel you,” You whispered in between pants.

“You sure you can fit all of me? It might hurt,” He laughed.

“Shut up you cocky bastard and just get naked already.”

Jimin laughed at your sudden need, but he followed your wishes and stood up, stripping off his clothes until he was completely naked.

Your eyes stayed glued to his length as he climbed back over you and tugged your pajamas and panties down in one swift movement. He threw them somewhere else in the room and kissed your lips briefly before speaking.

“Condoms?” He asked, quirking up an eyebrow.

“Bottom drawer,” You said. Jimin leaned over and reached into the bottom drawer, pulling out a silver packet. He opened it with his teeth and rolled the condom onto his length, slowly stroking himself before positioning himself between your legs. He hoisted your thighs over his shoulders and slowly pushed himself into you, earning a sinful moan from the both of you as he settled into your heat. 

“Oh fuck,” Jimin moaned, gripping the bedsheets as he twitched inside you, already feeling himself unravel from the feeling of your pussy alone. You caught your bottom lip between your teeth as he pulled back, then pushed back in slowly. “Goddamn, you feel amazing.”

“You too,” You tried to say calmly but it came about as more of a loud moan than anything. He smirked and began to pick up a steady pace, fucking into you while his gaze locked on you. His mouth hung open as his hips moved faster, slapping against the skin of your thighs. You could feel your walls gripping him, pulling him in further, like you never wanted to let go of him.

“You want this cock so much, don’t you?” Jimin smirked, leaning down to ghost his lips over yours. You cried out from the new angle as his cock hit a spot deep inside you that had you trembling from the sensation. “You feel so fucking good, baby. So fucking good. You were made for me. Your pussy was made for my cock.”

“Oh my god, Jimin. More,” You moaned, your nails dragging down his back as he continued his movements, your wetness sliding down his length with every thrust. He let one of your legs go and slid his hand down to your clit, rubbing circles into the sensitive nub. You nearly screamed from the stimulation, but you held through it, and stared deep into Jimin’s eyes as he fucked into you steadily. 

“Don’t stop looking at me.”

“Fuck, Jimin, please. I’m so close. Please.“

“Cum, baby. Cum for me.”

With those words, he simultaneously pinched your clit and hit your g-spot, sending you into a whirlwind of passion as you reached your high, screaming out Jimin’s name and profanities of all kinds. A flash of white took over your vision for a second, but you were able to ground yourself again in time to watch Jimin slow his thrusts, grunting out your name as he spilled into the condom, twitching inside your aching walls. 

You laid there, trying to catch your breath while Jimin carefully pulled out of you, tearing off the condom before throwing it away and joining you on the bed. He pulled you up to the head of the bed and covered you with a thin sheet, slipping in beside you, his hand gently petting your hair.

“You did so good,” Jimin said. 

“Mmm,” You hummed in response, too tired to form any coherent sentences. 

“You okay?”

You nodded, smiling at his kindness. It was one of the many things you loved about this man, and you were glad it was still here.

Jimin moved closer and wrapped his arms around you, pulling your head into his chest as he traced circles on your lower back, placing a kiss to your forehead.

“Rest, now. I’ll be right here with you.”

You smiled to yourself as you drifted off to sleep, Jimin staying beside you the entire time.

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