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Me, Myself & Jimin

ID : Chaos

Shinunoga E—wa

burn my soul | 02

-> Pairing. Jimin x reader

-> Genre. idol!jimin, aspiring singer!reader, strangers to lovers au, hurt/comfort, implied mention of mental health disorders (yes, Jimin is sad but he gets happier I promise), sadness sadness sadness, Jimin is really burned out :((, mentions obsessive thoughts, kinda depressed characters, breaking down (a lot of that), once again namjoon always finds the right words when someone feels down

-> Summary. after hurting his shoulder during their last concert, Jimin takes time to recover but things go downhill for him when he can't seem to find any reason to smile...

-> Word count. 3.5k

-> wooh finally!! I'm super happy to be done with this chapter, it took me so much time to get myself to finish to write it because I really struggled with the last part. It was really hard to write about "depression" without romanticising the whole thing, but I tried to make everything as accurate as possible based off a lot of reading and my own experience with burnout and other things as such to make it seem more real,,, let's just say that this won't be the happiest chapter you'll read in this series

-> the playlist

-> previous // next

[The morning after the concert]

Waking up is never easy. It rips you out of your dream world and throws you back into reality.

As Jimin opens his eyes, all of his pain comes back and hits him like a truck. In all honesty, he feels and looks miserable. His throat is burning, his shoulder throbbing… it seems like he just came back from the dead, looking completely washed-out.

The others can't help but notice how bad and ill their friend looks. Jungkook immediately calls a doctor.

His diagnosis was clear, Jimin needed at least three weeks of rest in order to allow his shoulder to heal. Thankfully, after the tour they just did, the group got a little break to recharge and rest

However, he wanted anything but rest right now. His thoughts were getting the best of him and not doing anything would certainly not help the situation.

And so, whenever he was awake, he kept busying his mind with work and other activities. If a nurse wasn’t taking care of his shoulder, Jimin would bury his nose in a book, write new lyrics, compose a backing track or even try to practice a new choreography to the best of his abilities. By doing so many things related to his work, Jimin started to hope that he will never have to be unhappy about it again; that he would love his life once again.

Maybe he was pushing it a little bit…

Anything to keep his train of thought quiet.

The funny thing with life is that it never goes as planned.

Nothing you can imagine or want will arrive the way you hoped it would.

Just like you cannot prepare yourself to fall, nobody imagined that Jimin's condition would start getting worse.

We are not talking about his shoulder here. This would be too easy. To be honest, it healed pretty well throughout their small vacation. He still needed some rest because his moves were stiff but the pain was almost completely gone.

But maybe… maybe the shoulder was the trigger.

Jimin’s mental health was declining. Whatever was going inside his head has obviously been eating him up and anything he tried to make the situation better didn’t help. Especially considering the fact that the group started promoting their new single as soon as the break ended.

Great. Amazing.

After all, that’s what his life is about and, just like everyone says, it’s just a bad phase and it will go away. As a singer and performer, he has to show only the good in his life.

Smiles and glitters, sparkles, and laughter.

However, if his smile and perfect behaviour could fool the cameras, it certainly can’t mistake his best friends.

While Jimin was trying his best to conceal his pain and act fine in front of everyone, they all could notice something was wrong. Their ball of laughter and warmth was deteriorating, losing its colours day by day and there was nothing they could do to help.

The only times Jimin seemed happy were in front of cameras during promotions. It was all fake though, they all knew it.

“So, tell us, what is this latest song you released about ?”

The interviewers ask the same questions every time. It’s getting repetitive but that's part of the job… Jimin wonders how Namjoon never gets tired of telling the same answers over and over again.

“Well, we decided to call this new song ‘Dream’. I would say it is dedicated to both the fans and our group members. It’s kind of a story made into a song. On one side, it thanks everyone who helped us reach our dreams and go higher than we ever expected and, on the other… well.. we are wondering what our dreams are now. What we want to do and aspire to become… we grew a lot in the past few years and now we are starting to ask ourselves what is next. What we wanna become and the things we’d like to do. Also, it is meant to encourage everyone who has a dream to pursue it. The situation might seem hopeless right now but, look at where we are now? We used to think we were a lost cause but kept working and now we accomplished much more we could’ve ever dreamed of.

I hope our fans can understand the meaning of this song and use it as a motivation to follow their dreams as well.”

“That sounds really amazing and inspiring !! I would ask you more questions but I think everyone wants to hear you sing now. I’ll see you all after your performance!”

The interviewer smiles.

“For sure!” Namjoon bows lightly and the lights go off. Jimin’s smile falters

The performance was recorded beforehand so everyone just waited for it to air on the public’s tv before moving on with the interview.

You could hear most people quietly chatting while the music played in the background.

Dream was a calm and comforting song. Jimin really liked it. It made him feel somewhat peaceful for the time of one song. He hopes everyone could feel the same while listening to it. A bit of healing in this harsh world.

While the other members talk amongst themselves or watch the performance onscreen (or do both), Taehyung bends down to reach Jimin’s ear. “Hey, you okay?” He murmurs. Jimin only nods to answer and offers him a sweet smile. He tries to question further but the makeup artists arrive and start doing some touch-ups on everyone’s face before the show starts again.

Eventually, the song comes to an end and the lights go back. Everyone in the studio quietens and the cameras start rolling once again.

“What a lovely performance you gave us !” The interviewer says. They all smile and thank her.

Yoongi grabs a microphone and speaks up “ I- um, I would also like to say that Jimin helped in producing this song. We worked on it while we were on tour and he gave us a lot of good ideas that we added to the song”

Jimin turns to Yoongi, trying to not look too surprised. Everyone is looking at him. Marvelous. He reluctantly grabs his microphone a bit tighter, preparing himself to answer any questions that are coming. His smile becomes wider and he straightens himself on the chair.

“ Oh really? I trust it’s not the first time he is helping you write a song, right?”

- Yes, I’ve already helped a few times with some lyrics in the past. Nothing much honestly… Rm, Suga and J-hope do the biggest work here… I’m very thankful they let me be part of this song.”

- We hope to see you composing songs again soon. Maybe even release your own songs…”

The interviewer smiles. Of course she would say this. Everyone is wondering when is Jimin going to release a mixtape. A few days ago, Jungkook went live and briefly talked about how Jimin had been working hard on writing songs and composing. Almost instantly, his name was trending on every platform and people started to wonder if he would release an album anytime soon. It’s a hot topic nowadays. However, Jimin doesn’t really want to be the talk of the show. He needs more rest. He just wants peace. His mouth goes dry and another member saves him from the embarrassing silence that’s about to come.

“Jimin actively started songwriting during our break and he’s very talented.” J-hope says “I hope we will get to hear more of his work”

“Yes, he often comes to see me when he needs help to fix some lyrics. He’s really talented” Namjoon adds. That last comment makes Jimin smile.

The host seems pleased with what she just heard and moves forward with the interview.

“Jimin, I think you should start considering dropping an album or a song anytime soon. In the next two months it’d be great” Sejin, one of the group's managers, says.

A few days after the interview, he called Jimin, Namjoon and some of the production team members for a meeting.

Jimin sighs. He knows that the manager isn’t actually asking for his opinion and is just telling him what he has to do. The room goes silent.

“I know you haven’t been doing well these days but I think it would be good for you and the group if you released something. Remember when you uploaded Promise everyone talked about it”

Good for me or good for my public image?

“ You should give it a try Jimin. Last time I told you songwriting could help you come at peace with some unspoken feeling… maybe it’ll work again this time” Namjoon reassured him

Talking about releasing new songs and promoting when his mind is wandering around dark places isn't ideal. He doesn’t want to release a bad song because his feelings are drowned in sadness. What if he does something wrong and gets hated for that? Maybe he should stop singing. Maybe he’s not that talented after all. He shakes his head and drinks some of the water he brought with him. His mouth ran dry.

“I don’t know… I’m not feeling it. I could send you what I’ve worked on so far and you tell me what you think. Would that be okay ?” Jimin proposes something that would satisfy everything and allow him to get over with this meeting as soon as possible.

Sejin nodded. “I’ll be looking forward to that. Be sure to stay in touch with the producing and composing teams. I’m sure you will do something amazing. Jimin. You can go now. Thank you all for coming today.”

Everyone bows and makes their way to the door except for Namjoon and Sejin who are still at the table.

“ Would you mind going without me ? I need to talk to about manager before leaving.” Namjoon asks Jimin and the latter nods before leaving the room.

The night is particularly cold for the early fall. The cold air brushing against Jimin’s cheeks as he wanders is somehow soothing. His warm tears slowly turn clod as they roll down his cheeks.

Jimin hugs his jacket a bit more tightly around him. He didn’t think it would be this cold outside when he decided to go for a walk earlier tonight but he didn’t want his friends to see him cry like that either. They looked worried enough about him already, no need for them to witness this.

With the back of his hand, Jimin wipes the wetness off of his face then buries both hands in his pockets and sighs.

It’s not the first time Jimin comes here. Whenever he needs to be alone, really alone, this is where he is.

Truth to be told, the garden of The Hill looks really gorgeous. Even more during the night, when the only thing you can hear is the sound of the water fountain.

It’s a great place to escape his hectic life. To run away from his responsibilities. Run away…

Jimin just walks around the place, thinking. He has been thinking so much lately, too much. He looks at the flower while doing so, details their perfect petals and immaculate colors. They all fall in place together, make sense.

Unlike him.

As he looks at the flower, he notices a bed of lily flowers, his favourites. There are white and pink ones mixed but there’s one of them that particularly stars out to him. Amongst all those perfect-looking flowers, you could one withering, slowly turning grey (or maybe brown, it’s a bit too dark right now to tell its exact color).

The sight makes him stop in his step. Slowly he approaches the flowers and crouches to take a good look at it.

How is it possible that this flower is withering when everything around is so full of life?

The poor flower looks out of place

Lately, Jimin feels out of place too

It’s like things were happening without him being able to do anything. He just looks at the world going. It’s sad. He doesn’t feel like himself. He’s been feeling… different.

He looks again at the flower and approaches his hand but stops himself last minute before touching it, scared to break the plant. He stands up and massages his shoulder. Another tear falls from his eye.

Is this the life he really wanted to live? Everyone knowing you, wanting you, looking at you, stalking you… constantly having to watch over your shoulder to see if no crazy fan was following you. Is that really the type of life he dreamed of when he was 15?

Probably not. But he’s here now. He’s gotta do it.

Or maybe not.

Maybe the group can go on without him.

Maybe, maybe… they would be fine without me, they can go on. I’m not making that much of a difference these days. I just-

Jimin sighs. Is he even making sense right now ?

He starts to ask himself why he started crying in the first place.

Jimin remembers being at Hybe’s studio until late trying to record a sample for the song he wrote over the week. Nothing worked his way and one of the company’s workers who noticed how upset he looked told him to call it a day and go home. Tears started to fall during the car ride. “Been in the field for years and I’m not even able to record something properly” he thought at that moment. He’s grateful the driver gave him his space, only handing him a small pack of tissues when they arrived.

Not wanting the others to see him in that state, he decided to go for a walk around the complex.

The Hill was well enough guarded for Jimin not to worry about a crazy fan jumping on him. He really didn’t need that right now. Running away from fans is definitely not what he dreamed of/for when he was younger.

There’s a bench a few steps away from him and Jimin walks to sit on it, resting his shoulders on his thighs. What he knew would happen then happened ; tears spill from his eyes and run in rivulets down his face, Jimin's breath getting heavier as he tried to control his emotions.

Why, why was he so sad all of a sudden?

When did he start to feel so much pain ?

When did it all go wrong?

Why was he so… flawed? imperfect? so sad?

Obsessive thoughts start to fill his head, painting his mind just like the tears are covering his cheeks.

Maybe… maybe I should just. Drop out. Stop. If I had a calmer life, it’d probably be so much better Jimin thinks but, as soon as he pictures himself as something else than a singer, his sadness only grows bigger.

What would I be? I spent my whole life performing, it’s the only thing I could do. And I’m terrible at it already. Why am I failing so bad at life….? I don't understand. There’s just, no point, in continuing this. I don't know why I keep trying honestly…

Jimin shakes his head before lifting it to take a look at the whole garden around him. No one is here. You don’t hear anything ; it’s so calm, so peaceful. It almost becomes pressuring because everything is so quiet here while Jimin is such a mess.

Putting his hands in his pocket, Jimin finds the pack of tissues the driver gave him earlier. He takes one from it and wipes his cheeks before blowing his nose. Again, he sighs. The little energy he had left went into flames with this big little crying session.

Suddenly, Jimin's phone vibrates into his jeans' back pocket. Weird. He was sure that he turned the do not disturb mode on.

The screen shows a call from Namjoon that goes unanswered because Jimin was too late to reply. From the lock screen’s notifications, Jimin can see that he missed several calls from Hoseok and Namjoon and he received a few texts from them asking where he was. The last one, sent only a minute ago, says :

PM 11:03 | Yoongi : “Hobi and Namjoon are going out to look for you. Please reply.”

“Jimin!!”

It’s Hoseok

Jimin turns around and sees his friend walking towards him

“I knew I’d find you here. Thank god. We were so worried” He places a hand on his shoulder (the uninjured one) “are you okay? Come on let’s go home. It’s so cold out here my gosh!”

On the way back, Hoseok calls the others to reassure them.

“Hey, can I come in?” Namjoon asks as he stands in the doorframe of Jimin’s room. He doesn’t wait for his friend’s//an answer to invite himself in.

Jimin is laying on his bed, earphones plugged in, staring at the wall. The sad music playing in his ears probably covered Namjoon’s voice when he spoke because Jimin is startled when he sits next to him on the bed.

“Oh. Joon. I didn’t hear you come in”

With a quick movement of his arm, Jimin cleans the already dried tears on his cheeks and removes his earphones. His eyes are still red though, a detail Namjoon does not fail to notice. He straightens up to properly face his friend.

“So,,, is there something you wanna talk about ?” Jimin checks his phone “Oh my- it’s already 3:00 AM, why are you still up? Is everything okay??”

Namjoon sighs “I could ask you the exact same question Jimin….”

A heavy silence sets itself in the room

“J-Joon, have you ever felt like a disappointment ? That you should give up on everything? You know, as if you were a failure. A- a failed attempt…

-Jimin I-

-I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. I can’t sing like I used to, I can’t think straight, I struggle to sleep… Namjoon I feel like I’m going insane and it’s like no one can help me…

Jimin’s voice breaks at the end of his sentence. At that exact moment, Namjoon feels utterly powerless. He doesn’t know what to do. Never has he imagined Jimin, his Jimin, this sweet boy, could be feeling so much pain. No one in the group noticed, at least not before it was too late. Jimin covers his face as tears run down his cheeks again. Namjoon reaches out and puts an arm around his shoulder. The youngest nests his face in his shoulder and breaks down. Namjoon holds back his tears with a deep breath. He pats his friend’s back.

“Jimin. I- I’m sorry I didn’t realise sooner how great your pain was. We all are. I feel bad because I failed to notice this in the past few months. I saw you drifting away from us slowly but I thought it was just post-concert tiredness, I’m sorry I denied your pain. As the leader, I should’ve been more observant. I- You know, I always doubt my ability to comfort you guys because I feel like my words never carry the meaning I want to give them but I shall try tonight. It will seem like the worst comforting thing to say but it will get better, okay ? You know, when you come to think about it, you already made it through a dark time, more than once! Jimin it will get be okay. Eventually, someday. Maybe not tomorrow, maybe not in a week. Maybe it will take more time than you expect before you really feel good again but you will get there okay? Time may seem desperate now and the place you’re in may seem very dark right now but it will be okay. I’m here for you. We all are.”

Namjoon never thought it would be this hard to comfort his friend, not when said person is completely falling apart right before your eyes. He exhales deeply, mustering the last of his strength to not break down too

“I was talking with the others earlier and we think you need a break. We all agreed it will be good for you. I already called Sejin and he seems okay with the idea. It will only do you good to stay out of the spotlights for a while. If- if that's what you want. For as long as you need.”

Jimin’s sobs slowly quiet and he quits his friend’s comforting embrace.

“Please keep in mind that you’re not disappointing anyone Jimin. We’re all so proud of how far you’ve come, even if you feel stuck or lost right now. Now please go wash your face and get some sleep, we can talk about all of this tomorrow when you wake up, our schedule is clear”

As Namjoon exits the room, a barely audible thank you can be heard.

placebo (m) | pjm (2)

pairing: jimin x reader, jungkook x reader, namjoon x reader (later)

summary: a microchip signals to you when you find someone compatible to be your soulmate. yours is the opposite of you in every way, and he doesn't even believe in soulmates

genre: 18+ romance, smut, angst, soulmate!au, dystopian backdrop, love triangle, romeo-juliet, opposites attract, grumpy-sunshine, fate versus destiny

premise: the soulmate initiative was a state program to promote healthy relationships. all citizens have a chip which signals to them when they find someone who meets their compatibility threshold. park jimin is a member of the resistance that aims to dismantle the state, as well as programs like this which rob free will. determined to love him no matter your differences, you fight for him despite the danger it puts both you and him in

wc: 8.5k || series masterlist | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

warnings: multiple & explicit smut scenes, lots of kissing good lord, penetrative sex, rough sex, love-making, emotional sex, public sex, oral (f rec), fingering, fondling, fluffy aftercare, jungkook sorta just walks in on you while showering so theres that, physical fighting (not mc), blackmail, a is for angst, crying, mention of family deaths, use of cigarettes, lying, jimin might be a tiny bit toxic if you squint

taglist: @tornparts @loona15 @effielumiere @agustdreamsblog @jnghs @dragons-flare @xiusmarshmallow @ratherbefangirling @infires-imagines @aretha170 @dvalitaes @kookiejeonie @ddaeng-angmoh @idk123906 @medievalpink5 @cuteipat @jimin-neverout @uarmyhore @natalie-rdr @secradee @tea4sykes @yawnkive

Indulgence. The ironic meeting spot of the resistance within the isolated Red District of the city. Neon lights flickering across inebriated eyes—eyes that dreamed of justice but currently were mesmerized by the dancers, embodying grace and allure, fluid movements, enticing glances, bodies telling tales of desire. Here they would congregate, removed from the prying eyes of society.

Jimin pushed open the heavy door, hit with the aromatic blend of perfume, whiskey, and sweat. An intoxicating haze. Across the room, Jin and the others sat, cigarettes lit and glasses clinking. A celebration of sorts—Jimin wondered why. They never invited him here. Frankly, he never cared to come either. It was a liability. Jimin was one of the few resistance members that continued to possess the state-mandated microchip. Him arriving in person to a banned establishment such as a strip club, put the entire area on the state’s radar.

Nevertheless, Jin texted him to come. So he obeyed.

“There he is” Jin greeted him from the comfort of the leather-clad booth. The light chatter diminishing as the others acknowledged him. Jimin took a seat, Jin handing him the cigarette right away.

As the smoke caressed his senses, a fleeting calm washed over him, a momentary escape from the chaos of the world. The world around him seemed to dim, and his mind went straight to you. How it felt so right to have your body hugged up against him when he rode you home. Your lips hovering over his neck, your scent, all of you overwhelming all of him. Speeding way beyond the limit at the edge of the night. No one to find you, no one to interfere.

In that moment the two of you were not soulmates. You were two people, high on the danger, adrenaline, and glimpse of a new beginning. You were alive.

Jimin’s lips curled in a subtle smile. The others could never know. He couldn’t imagine what they would do to you, if they knew. Jimin’s mere presence around you was a danger. The risk he took seeing you was worth it, for the thrill. But he knew better than to push his luck.

“Who’s got you smiling like that?” Across the table, Min Yoongi—a high ranked member who was like a mentor to his brother, teased. Jimin shrugged, tapping the ashtray. He wondered if any of them had felt the kind of high he had with you. Heart racing, fingers trembling, blood hot with desire.

“Jimin went to see his soulmate”

He blinked. Jin’s smile was wide—cocky. The whole table looked around in shock, exchanging looks of concern.

“Hyung what the hell” Jimin muttered under his breath. He didn’t know how Jin found out, probably had him followed. Fuck, he knew he shouldn’t have done it. He should have cut all contact with you the second he found out.

But he was too curious. Too drawn to your sweet taste that left scars on his lips. Was that selfish?

“Look,” Jin cleared his throat, “We’ve had come concerns about your commitment to the cause” Listening patiently, Jimin took another sharp inhale, letting the smoke dissipate through his lips. “You have an opportunity to prove your loyalty. Are you willing to do so?”

Willing. What a joke—Jimin mused. Technically, the resistance would never force actions on any of its members. But Jimin was a puppet and the strings of the fight for freedom chained him.

“Jimin’s soulmate also happens to be a scientist. Working on experiments for the Soulmate Initiative itself”

Jimin’s fists clenched, tempted like many other times to give Jin a solid punch to the face. A waitress approached the table. “Sir, this young woman was looking for you” She motioned to the entrance where you stood. Uncomfortable, scanning the foreign space.

Jimin exhaled, breath full of smoke, coughing out in shock. What the fuck were you doing here?

“Ah, she’s pretty, Jimin. If she were mine I’d probably buy into the soulmate crap just for a taste, although I’m assuming that’s what you’ve been doing huh” Jin teased. Jimin kicked his shin, not appreciating his flirty tone.

Setting down his cigarette, he immediately stood. Passing back an annoyed glare at Jin who simply chuckled.

Without a word he pulled you outside into the cold. The wind was crisp still—his leather jacket shielding him from it. And you were drowning in your puffy coat, knitted hat covering up to your eyelids.

Cute.

“Miss me already, doctor?” Jimin teased, trying his best to figure out why the hell you would have come here, and moreover how you would have known about this place.

You tugged at your sleeves, nose scrunching as you searched for words. He stared into your eyes. Your pretty, fucking gorgeous eyes that transfixed him like hypnosis. Eyes that said so much so loud, and yet he was dying to hear them. Jimin tried to fight it, the way every fiber of him was screaming to kiss you, fists clenching as he held himself back.

And then you bit your lip. So subtly, out of habit. But you did. And fuck.

Fuck.

Jimin lost it. He smashed his lips against yours. The taste he swore he was addicted to. Craving your lips, gasping, breathing you in. Hands cupping your face, forehead tilted against yours—he kissed you like your touch was all he needed to survive.

Maybe it was.

“Get off of me” You shoved him away. Jimin stared at you, stunned. “Asshole”

“Y/n—what?” He reached for your hand, but you pulled it away. Had he done something? His mind whirred, scanning through your entire evening. Every word he said, every move he made. He loved every second—and he thought you had too.

“Fuck you Jimin. I lost my job because of what you did” You gripped his jacket.

What the hell is she talking about? Jimin’s eyes softened. “You lost your job?”

His brows furrowed in confusion, until Jin’s words came echoing back. An opportunity to prove yourself.

They were testing him.

“You stole the data from the lab, didn’t you?”

Jimin’s nails dug into his palm as he took a deep breath.

“Yeah.” His response curt. He watched as tears began to spill from your eyes. His throat felt tight, chest pounding with regret.

“Why?”

“You know why, doctor”

“Did today mean nothing to you?” Your voice was small. Jimin stepped back, hand running through his hair. Lying to you felt wrong, but he had to do it. He had to lie to you. He had to destroy this before it began.

“Look, I don’t want to be in a relationship with you” The words left his mouth before he could stop them. The hurt in your eyes broke him a little. “I only went to see you because I had a job to do. I tricked you. That’s who I am”

This was for the best. So why did it feel so fucking horrible?

You shook your head furiously, “You’re lying”

“If you had a mind of your own, you wouldn’t even want to be in a relationship with someone like me anyway. That’s how I know it’s bullshit. They’re controlling you”

“No” You were stubborn, “No, I know you feel it too”

Jimin wanted to break. Shatter into a million pieces and get whisked away by the wind. His heart ached, bliss was only a truth away.

“Of course I fucking feel it, there’s a chip in my fucking neck telling me to” Jimin snapped, grabbing your waist, “And god does it feel good. So fucking good, I want to kiss you so fucking bad whenever I see you. But that’s all it is. I’m not in love with you Y/n—I can’t be”

You stepped away from him, evidently shaking. Jimin felt awful—sick to his core. Each tear streaming down your face was a bullet to his heart. A punch to the face. He wished the ground would swallow him whole. This was his fault—he shouldn’t have entertained you, not for a second. You should hate him, and he knew you probably wouldn’t because of the damn microchip. Which was the most frustrating part.

“Y/n are you done?”

Jimin turned to see Jungkook pull up in a small electric car. His glasses were foggy, hair a shaggy mess over his long coat.

“Glasses. Always a pleasure”

“Shut the fuck up man” Jungkook parked the car, stepping out to rush past him, taking you into his arms. Jimin crossed his arms over his chest, watching as Jungkook wiped your tears away before leading you into the car.

You turned back, one last time. He wondered if you could read his eyes. If you could, he was screaming out to you.

Fists balled up in fury, he stormed back inside the club. Jin stood by the window, amused by the whole ordeal. Slow applause filled his ringing ears as Jin approached him, patting him on his back.

“Well done. Almost wasn’t sure you had it in you”

Jimin had enough. He felt disgusting. Venom through his veins as his throat felt heavy with guilt. He was sick and tired of Jin. Sick and tired of the resistance dictating his every move. Holding their money over his head—he could be fine on his own. He could go off, get a job somewhere and fend for himself. Maybe he could get a scholarship to keep studying, he would never know. Under the guise of his brother’s wishes, how much was he expected to sacrifice?

With a surge of adrenaline, he lunged forward, fists clenched, aiming towards his Jin’s jaw. The music stopped. People gathered around, watching intently. Jimin’s eyes fuming with rage.

“You forget who the fuck I am?” Jimin sneered, “You’re out of line.”

Jin chuckled darkly, touching his bruise before standing back upright. “Oh come on, you don’t actually care about her. You barely know the bitch” Jimin swung at him again, but Jin dodged him move, forearm intercepting to twist him back. Jimin proceeded to kick back into his gut.

“Call her a bitch again, see what happens.” Jin landed on the floor, grunting as Jimin towered over him, “Get her her fucking job back Jin”

Jin wasn’t backing down. He punched Jimin back, the clash of their fists echoed through the silent room. Blow after blow exchanged, the impact reverberating through their bodies, fueling their determination.

“Where the fuck would you go?” Jin laughed between strikes, “She will never forgive you now. I you both a favor”

Jin dodged another swift punch, retaliating with a swift kick to his Jimin’s abdomen. Jimin staggered backward, but quickly regained his footing, launching himself back at him.

“You can’t love her Jimin, even if you wanted to” Jin rammed Jimin against the wall, trapping his throat with his elbow. Attempting to reason with him. “A part of you would always wonder. I know you kid. You have a duty to your brother”

“You’re the reason my brother is dead” Jimin hissed, trying to push Jin off but to no avail. They stood, chests heaving, their eyes locked with an intense spite.

“Okay enough” Yoongi interrupted, rolling his eyes. He held Jimin’s shoulder before nodding to Jin to let him go. “Jin, please get the poor girl her job back. That’s an order. And Jimin, the resistance core will be in touch about a character review. Stay away from the scientist—you know the rules”

You—

At some point it began to rain. Standing still, cold droplets seeping through your coat made you shiver. A welcome sensation, numbing the pain in your chest.

Jungkook unlocked your apartment before pulling you into his chest. You sobbed into him as he pressed his lips on top of your head.

"You poor thing, let’s get you into the shower"

He was sweet, handing you towels, laying out a pair of dry clothes for you. The hot vapor of the shower forcing you relax, forcing you to wipe away the tears on your cheeks. You slid to the floor, the shower pouring down on your back. Hot water scalding against your head. Hugging your knees to your chest.

You hear the shower door slide open, not reacting as your voice dried into soft sobs. Jungkook hovered over you, clothes getting wet at the edge of the water. Instead of focusing on the fact that you were completely naked, soaking wet in front of him, he looked into your eyes. Worried.

Finally, he crawled into the tiny space, sitting down by your side. His large hands caressing your hunched shoulders. You met his gaze. Grateful for him, as always.

God why couldn't it have been him? Such a perfect piece to your missing puzzle. His hair began to curl up in front of his eyes, dewy as he shook the water away. He was so close. So warm. Lips so soft, so near.

He smiled, and you could tell his thoughts mirrored yours. Eyes scanning over your face, your body, before he looked away. A disappointment in his eyes.

"I told you he was no good" Jungkook muttered, a hint of bitterness.

Closing your eyes, you focused on the way the water flowed over your head, down onto your eyelids, dripping off onto your face. Your boss, Dr. Jung had texted you—the data was missing. All of it, your years of work grinding through your degree. Jimin had stolen all of it. Inviting himself into your lab under the guise of wanting to give you a chance. It was a lie. You could barely fathom that soulmates could lie to one another. Let alone hurt them so deeply. Your fingers trembled, pressed between your knees.

“If I had been his type.” You confessed, laughing slightly, “Or somehow better, then he might have believed just a little bit that we were actually meant to be together, and maybe this wouldn’t have happened. Maybe he wouldn’t have betrayed me”

“Bullshit” Jungkook said quietly, “It’s not you. It’s how he was raised”

You knew he was right. Ever logical, Jungkook never entertained pointless theory. He looked at the facts—and the fact was that you finally met your soulmate. And he was part of the resistance, a group built around free will. Something they claim the state denies through programs such as the Soulmate Initiative.

“Y/n” Jungkook interrupted your thoughts, “Have you ever considered that Jimin just may not want a soulmate at all?”

You stared at Jungkook. Picking at your nails nervously as you considered his question. There were no laws that forced soulmates to be together. It was usually the case that they simply chose to do so. It was logical, to you. Be with the person you are compatible with—the person who can love you and make you happy. Complete you like no one else can. You thought back to your “date” with him. The way you felt so incredibly safe with him. The amazing adrenaline rush you felt holding onto him for dear life as he raced on his motorcycle. The look in his eyes after he kissed you.

Those were facts. That was real.

“When I first saw Jimin and knew, I found myself wishing I hadn’t looked” You placed your hand over Jungkook’s.

Jungkook stared blankly at the floor. Body tensing at your words.

“Well” Turning off the shower, he stared at you, at your body. “I never looked anywhere but at you” Frozen in place, his throat tight, cheeks blushing.

You stared at him, bewildered.

His fingers trapped your jaw, before allowing his lips to slide onto yours. You groaned into his mouth, as his other hand rested on your thigh. Gripping at your skin.

As your lips touched, a surge of conflicting emotions coursed through your veins. For years this was all you wanted. Him—just like this. Wanting you just as bad. Time stood still as your mouths delicately met, exploring each other, evoking a rush of feeling. Of comfort.

But what it felt like with Jimin was different. Something you couldn’t quite make sense of. Logic was misaligned, but Jimin felt incredible to kiss. His smile made you giddy with happiness.

As Jungkook pulled away, a mixture of confusion and clarity settled upon you. You missed Jimin, despite it all. Your heart may not be ready to forgive, but you weren’t ready to give up either. There had to be more to the story. You simply refused to believe your soulmate would ever put you in harms way.

“Forget about him” Jungkook urged almost knowingly, voice trying desperately to push out your infiltrative thoughts. His nose tracing yours, “Just forget him”

He slid his lips onto yours again, this time with more intensity. You could feel without a doubt that he wanted you. As you fell back onto the cold shower floor, Jungkook’s hand cushioning your head. His eyes locked shut—but yours wide open.

You groaned in surprise, attempting to push his large frame away. He got the hint, lifting you back up.

“Let me stay with you tonight” Jungkook pleaded, grabbing a towel and wrapping it over your shoulders. “So you don’t have to be alone”

You couldn’t say no. It hurt too much.

You woke up in Jungkook’s arms, his hands on your stomach, and your back against his chest. Carefully you tried to move your legs which were wedged between his.

He groaned, feeling you move. Tightening his hold and pulling you back to him. You felt your breath escape you as Jungkook’s prominent boner pressed into your thigh. You were a scientist. A biologist—so you knew these things were perfectly normal. But you couldn’t help the way your stomach erupted into butterflies.

“Morning,” Jungkook reached out, stretching cutely. “That was the best sleep I’ve gotten in a while” He confessed, nuzzling against your neck. “You sleep okay?”

Your heart hammered in your chest. He was being incredibly sweet-addictively so, and you wanted to give in.

“Yeah I did, thanks” You leaned into his touch, his lips warm and sloppy against your nape. You couldn’t help the soft moan leaving your lips as his hands slid over your stomach. Threatening to go higher.

“You smell so good” He muttered lazily. A small smile painted your lips. Your phone began to vibrate. Checking the screen, you raised your eyebrows.

“Dr. Jung?”

“Y/n, it seems as though the data were returned,” He sounded annoyed, per usual, “You must have some great connections because I’ve been ordered to re-employ you, but best believe if you bring another stranger into my lab again—”

“Oh, uh. N-Never, sir”

The man hung up. You blinked slowly, processing. “I got my job back”

Jungkook’s smile widened, “That’s great—”

“Jimin did this,” You stood up urgently, interrupting Jungkook, “I have to find him”

“Y/n” Jungkook grabbed your arm before you could run off. “He doesn’t want you. He made that clear”

You shook your head, “I can’t give up. I deserve love, and so does he”

Jimin—

The resistance core was furious once they caught wind of Jimin’s actions. He was to be put in front of the resistance core council to debate his allegiance. Jimin couldn’t care less. Perhaps this was the escape—you were the escape, the chance he needed to get out and find his own destiny. Course, you were gone. You wouldn’t be able to forgive him, hell, Jimin wouldn’t want you to.

You were probably with Jungkook. He wondered if you liked Jungkook back since he clearly liked you. Maybe he comforted you. Maybe the two of you slept together.

Jimin wanted to vomit.

“Jimin” The council head spoke after some silence, reviewing the documented complaints, “We believe in free will. If you don’t want to support us, the cause that your brother gave so much to, to avenge the death of your family, that is your prerogative. However if you intend to stay with us, you must agree to never make contact with The Scientist ever again”

Nodding, Jimin gulped. He figured as much.

“We realize the pull of the Soulmate Initiative is tough to resist. And we do want you to be happy. So if you really do want to be with The Scientist, you can do so if she leaves her job and is willing to cooperate with us”

He couldn’t do that to you. No way.

Jimin had to decide. Jin was right, if he left he didn’t have anywhere to go. Not a penny to his own name. He did want to see change. At least here, he was able to make an impact. Here, his existence had some meaning.

“I won’t contact her again. I am grateful for the council’s mercy”

On his bike, he had no direction. No sense of where he was going—but he drove on. Fast, dangerously swerving the roads. He couldn’t talk to you, but he could check up on you at least. No, that would be far too painful.

Tears built in his eyes, clouding his vision. Bringing his motorcycle to a stop on the edge of the highway, he cried. A child denied a toy, he cried because he missed you. Because his body wanted you and he had to deny it. Deny you. Everything stripped away from him—his family, brother and now you. Was there a point to any of it?

“Are you alright?” A car halted—large white SUV, clearly indicating a state official. The window was tainted black, bulletproof. As it rolled down, Jimin could see a pair of eyes. It was a man. He looked vaguely familiar.

“Yeah, I’m good”

He rode to campus, soul void. Studying was a proven distraction to his hopeless reality. After all, he couldn’t afford to sulk around. He had to keep moving. As he walked towards the law library, he saw you. You saw him. The two of you frozen in time.

Until you were running. Running to him with your arms open and he caught you, swinging you up with the momentum, hand behind your head as he hugged you into him. Nirvana. Instinct, taking in all you were—your scent, the heat from your body—until he realized he was touching you and pushed you away.

“I got my job back” You were elated, brimming with excitement. Jimin wanted to kiss every inch of your smiling face. A warm feeling erupting from your happiness.

“Glad to hear it, doctor” He remained stoic, nevertheless. He needed you to give up. Needed you to get away.

“You care about me, you did this”

Jimin sighed. Why did his soulmate have to be the most stubborn woman on the fucking planet—he didn’t know.

“I don’t care about you”

“Stop fighting me” You pleaded, grabbing his shoulders and shaking them. “Look I’m sure you had your reasons for doing what you did. We can move past this”

“I already told you I don’t want this”

You stepped forward, face inched away from his, a fiery determination in your eyes.

“Really?” You tilted your face, squinting at him. Jimin nodded, eyebrows raised.

You stroked his face, just as he had done to you many times. He was stiff, taken aback by your forwardness. Without thinking, you pushed yourself onto your toes so you could melt into a kiss. You knew he could feel it, down to his bones—nothing was more right in the world than when you were in his arms, lips on his. No moral compass could keep you apart in those moments, Jimin was merely a servant, a fool bending to your magnetism and he would give up everything in an instant to feel like this forever.

His lips parted, letting you slip your tongue in. Widening your jaw to deepen the kiss. Tender in his actions, taming his need. Savoring every second.

Tears rolled down his face. If this was the last time he’d ever see you, he wanted it all. Forehead pressed against yours, his eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips, breathing barely inches away. Panting. Heart pounding.

“I can’t” You could feel his words, spoken upon your lips. Tone serious. No teasing, no flirting, just straight. “They won’t let me”

He stared at you a beat longer. Before grabbing your wrist, dragging you behind the library to an alleyway near the dumpsters. He pressed you against the wall, gripping your waist firmly.

He dove into your neck, fluttering kisses all over. Fingers trailing up your sides to where he grabbed your wrists, stretching them to either side of you. Movement urgent, frantic—you were his kryptonite, and he was unraveling at the seams.

Your fingers intertwined with his, as he nipped at your jaw. Breathing heavily, you attempted to call out his name but no voice came. Instead a soft moan. His fingers tightened around yours as he pulled away, staring into your eyes.

Silence. Only the sounds of both of you desperately trying to catch your breath. Flushed and bewildered.

“You should leave” Jimin’s voice was coarse. Deeper than usual, “Go”

He didn’t move. Neither did you. You challenged him, gaze unwavering. Waiting to see what he would do next.

It was as if something inside of him snapped. Something feral, raw, suppressed. Instantly he released your hands, fumbling to unbutton your pants. He yanked them down just enough before doing so to himself. Fingers softly gliding over your folds, barely teasing. He grabbed your hips, lifting you up against the wall before yanking your panties aside. Biting his lip, focused. You watched, gripping onto his shoulders for dear life, as his cock teased your entrance.

“Tell me to stop” He growled. “Tell me right fucking now doctor”

You shook your head, sliding your hand to his jaw. Blinking you stared into his lust shot eyes, eyelids fluttering, hazy with desire.

He sank into you slowly, letting out a low groan into your neck. Hands holding you steady, he was patient. Despite the heated urgency of his actions. There was not a thought in his head. Not a thought in yours. Nothing but raw need as he felt your hot walls tighten around him.

Jimin’s nose traced yours as he began to move in and out. Bouncing you up against the wall while your hands ran through his hair, scratching at him. Grabbing fistfuls and tugging his head back. He was so deep, so full inside you. The drag of his cock against your walls had you seeing stars. Rolling your eyes back, you wanted to scream.

“Ssh, be quiet for me doctor” Jimin kissed your lips playfully, lingering as he continued to fuck into you. He rolled his hips, pushing you up with every thrust, fingers digging into the bottom of your ass.

He let you onto your feet, pulling out so he could turn you around. Your hands up against the wall, his wrapped around your chest, shamelessly grabbing at you over your coat. It wasn’t enough. He wanted to feel you. Unzipping the damned thing he tossed it aside, enveloping you to keep you from the cold.

Finally his hands could slip under your sweater, pushing it up to the tops of your chest, tits sensitive to his touch. Hooking his jaw over your shoulder he watched as he squeezed your breasts, caressing them fondly.

Jimin pressed his lips against your collar, digging in his teeth. Keeping a hand on your chest, he slid back into you from behind, this time immediately rocking his hips steady into you. You arced your back, reaching back to grab his hair again. The slippery echoes of your cunt getting louder as his thrusts intensified.

Pressing you up even closer to the wall, he let one hand dive in front of you, fingers gliding over your clit. His touch was gentle, reaching exactly where you needed him to. And he could tell. Smiling against the back of your head as he felt you beginning to tremble. Wetness seeping as his cock nudged in further, finger rapidly circling your clit right there. Pushing you closer and closer to your edge.

Nothing but red. Red heat building inside of you, toes curling, lungs clenching—you couldn’t breathe. His body so close, the warmth against the cold air. You bucked forward, body spasming, twitching all over. He didn’t waver, he kept going, finger working you through your orgasm. Biting back moans as you tightened around his cock. Your wetness seeping through, soaking him.

Cursing, he pulled out, afraid he was going to lose himself in the sweet sensation of you. Turning you back around he pulled your thighs apart, sliding his cock against your clit, causing you to wince.

“Fuck, come here” He gritted, pulling you into another kiss. His hand tugging at his cock. He spilled into his palm, letting out a deep moan.

Finding steadiness, he cleaned himself up, zipping up his pants as you did the same. Grabbing your coat from the ground, he handed it to you.

As he was doing so, you noticed the bruises on his skin.

“Jimin—are you hurt?” You touched him again, causing him to flinch. “When did this happen?”

“Don’t” He warned. “Just go”

“Can I at least bandage you—my place isn’t too far from here, come on okay” You grabbed his wrist, tugging him along. Jimin stood firm in his ground.

“Why can’t you fuck off”

You turned back at him, “Fine, let me do this and then you can go—I won’t bother you again”

Jimin looked at you skeptically, but chose to go along regardless. He followed you through campus, the snow beginning to melt away—spring was nearing. He could see tiny flower buds on bushes, birds chirping in the distance. Your apartment was cozy. A smaller building, you were on the top floor. Frazzled, you fumbled with your keys to get in, and Jimin was hardly surprised to see the haphazard shape your place was in—textbooks, papers everywhere. 

“Sorry about the mess”

Jimin was a neat freak himself. Nevertheless, he swallowed his irks and let you lead him into your bedroom. He scanned the walls, aside from some nerdy science posters there wasn’t much there. He noticed your shelf of romance novels, as well as a copy of Dr. Kim Namjoon’s memoir.

You pulled off his jacket, then his shirt. His toned muscles littered with purple. The bruises causing your eyes to widen. Jimin couldn’t help but smirk. They weren’t watching anymore—no harm in teasing you a little.

“Like what you see doc?”

You blushed, meeting his eyes before immediately returning to your task. “No—I mean, yeah you look great. Not your bruises—those don’t look good at all, but here let me just—” You found a first aid kit under your bed. Grabbing some gauze and alcohol, you began to tend to his wounds. He watched as you kneeled in front of him, focus lasered onto the task at hand.

Jimin grabbed your jaw suddenly, overwhelmed by your tender care. Pulling your face to his. You blinked at him, stunned as he kissed you softly. Humming against your mouth. More relaxed, at ease, as if he had all the time in the world.

“Jimin let me—mmpfh” He didn’t let you finish. He didn’t want to hear another word. Pulling you into his lap, he slid your own coat to the floor. Not leaving your lips for a second.

“No” You squealed, giggling slightly. “No more until you let me clean your wounds”

Jimin pouted, looking to you with puppy eyes. “But you’re my doctor aren’t you—and this makes me feel good”

“I thought you wanted to leave” You taunted him right back. He grinned, enjoying the way you were pushing him.

“I’m not in a rush” His eyes darkened, tugging at your bottom lip with his teeth.

“You don’t ever have to leave, you know” You offered. “They can’t hurt you here”

Jimin raised his eyebrows, “The resistance you mean? Why are you gonna take them all on your own?” He nudged you playfully. You shrugged.

“I could use my evil science powers”

Jimin laughed. Laughed in a way he hadn’t in a long time. Why did he want to leave so badly—why did he have to push you away? Could he dare to hope that you two could survive anything—it seemed unrealistic. Cliché. But here he was, dumb in love with you despite his best efforts.

Wait what.

Jimin gulped, growing serious all of a sudden as he continued to stare at you. You rose from his lap, a goofy smile on your face as you packed up the first aid kit.

“You said they won’t let you…were you talking about the resistance? Will they not let you be with me? Because I’m your soulmate” He watched as you wandered into your kitchen.

“It’s not because you’re my soulmate. It’s your job” Jimin responded, “But I also don’t believe in this soulmate stuff, which you know”

“Well clearly you do when it helps you get laid” You joked. He knew you were joking, but it wasn’t funny to him. His physical attraction to you was feverish, and it concerned him that he might be taking advantage of you. Getting benefits of a commitment he was unwilling to make. You returned, noticing his serious aura. “Jimin—it’s fine. You told me you don’t want me, anything that happened after was my choice”

You don’t want me. Of course he wanted you. How could he not want you—you were perfect. You were suffocatingly stubborn, clingy, messy and absolutely clueless but you were perfect. And you would fight to the ends of the earth for what you believed in, while Jimin wasn’t sure if he believed in anything anymore.  

“I’d never ask you to leave your job. But they own me, Y/n. I really can’t do anything about it. I didn’t even steal your data. They did, and they made me take the fall for it so that you’d hate me and leave me alone”

“I will leave you alone Jimin, if I think that’s what you actually want” You held his hand firmly, “But I have a tough time thinking that’s true”

Jimin looked at you. The glimmer of hope in your eyes. “Even if they allowed it, that doesn’t change the fact that we’re inherently not compatible”

“We are compatible. We’re soulmates. You do what you have to do for the resistance, I won’t interfere and I would never sell you out”

“What if my job forces me to damage something you believe in though?”

You sighed deeply. Jimin could tell you didn’t know the answer. Despair began to weigh down on you both, how unlucky must you be to have been matched to someone like him. He wanted to be the man you deserved, but he wasn’t. Plain and simple.

“I like you, Jimin” You confessed instead. “I think you’re great. I want you. You’re in my dreams, I can’t not think about you. Even when Jungkook kissed me I,”

Jimin’s grip on your hand loosened. “Jungkook kissed you?”

“It didn’t mean anything! He was just trying to comfort me, I think”

He put his hands up in defense, “I’m not upset with you doctor—I get it. He’s cute”

You made a face, “You make fun of him”

Jimin winked, “You can be lame and cute at the same time. You are”

“You think I’m lame?”

“I think you’re a nerd” He confessed, matter of factly. You punched him playfully before sliding your lips onto his. He pulled you against his chest, holding you tenderly. “Prettiest fucking nerd, but nerd nonetheless”

You giggled against his lips. He kissed you again and again, smiling in between and it was everything. Jimin couldn’t even fathom that you were real. A real person in his arms making him so happy—elated about the future in a way he was sure he’d never been before. You were everything. The start of everything.

Falling onto his back, you climbed over him, lips not parting for even a moment. His hands gripping at the hem of your sweater before you allowed him to pull it over your head. He admired you, lips swollen in nothing but your baby blue sports bra.

He let his fingers trail over the fabric, drawing light circles and watching the way you twitched under him. You gasped, unconsciously rolling your hips against him. The look on your face was priceless, biting down on your lip hard as you tried to tame down your sensitivity. Adorable, how you thought Jimin couldn’t tell. That he couldn’t read your body like the back of his hand. Finally you grabbed his wrists, stopping his movements so that you could pull off your bra. Your breasts popping out—Jimin lay dumbfounded, eyes glued to your body.

You looked at him, shy. Jimin exhaled shakily, unsure how to capture his amazement. He wanted to touch—so fucking bad. You rose carefully, sliding down you trousers until you were left in your panties. Then those dropped to the floor.

“Fucking hell doctor, you’re gonna give me a heart attack” He stood up, unzipping his own pants where his bulge was painful, burning between his legs. Kicking the garments aside, his hands hovered over your waist—barely touching. Waiting for your signal.

“You’re beautiful”

Jimin’s ears burned at your words, blush across his face. You looked at him with awe. His heart fluttered, realizing he had never really been complimented on his looks before, merely his ability to fight.

“Can I touch you?” His voice was raspy, barley audible. Lust seized every fiber of him. “Please let me fucking touch you”

You nodded, and Jimin wasted not one more second grabbing your hips, sliding his hands to your ass where he squeezed you as his lips locked with yours.

Laying you down on the bed, his lips trailed every inch of your skin from your toes, up your calves, down your thighs. Loving the way you twitched and moaned at his every move. Riling you up, he wanted to see you fall apart under him. His fingers found your clit again, palm rolling under your folds. You grinded on his wrist, fingers helplessly clutching the sheets beneath you.

Dropping to his knees, he spread your thighs, admiring your glistening folds. You bucked your hips as he traced them—trying desperately to shut your legs but he overpowered you.

“Jimin I’ve never—I don’t know if that’s such a good” He shushed you sweetly, looking deep into your eyes. Kissing the insides of your thigh, he worked he way to your pussy. Slow, patient, kissing the edge of your folds as you squealed.

“It’s okay baby, I want to” He promised, and you believed him. His hand caressing your thigh to ease the tension before he slipped in his tongue. Eyes not leaving yours for a second. It was incredibly intimate. He seemed to consume you, in a white-hot blaze of adoration. You reached for him, sitting up to grab a fistful of his hair. The pull turned him on even more, his tongue flicking faster, eating you out for all you were worth.

“Jimin” You panted, “Ohh fuck” He continued to fuck his tongue inside of you, drinking up your essence. His wet tongue hot, deep in your core where you could feel his every move—driving you crazy. Your eyes dazed, frazzled beyond belief. Lips parted as your eyes rolled back with pleasure.

Coming up for air, he licked his lips, savoring your taste. You stared at him with blasted eyes as he crawled up to your face so he could kiss you again.

“Thank you” Jimin chuckled at your words.

“You don’t have to thank me, baby. It’s my fucking pleasure”

“Should I do you?”

He shook his head. If he didn’t pound his cock inside you right now, he swore he was going to implode.

“Open up for me baby, yeah?” He lined his cock up with your soaked cunt. Slowly, inch by inch he began to slide in. You bit down on your lips hard, until blood trickled out. Jimin licked it right up, tongue teasing your lips before sliding into your mouth. He bottomed out, lips glued to yours, groaning into you. Propped up on his forearms, he gave you a moment to adjust. He felt so good—shafted deep inside you. You clenched around him obscenely tight, he was seeing stars. You were a dizzy hurricane, and he wanted to be swept up by you. Destroyed until there was nothing left.

“You feel so good” He buried his face into your neck, “Fuck baby, so fucking good for me. You feel okay baby? Can I move?”

“Y-yeah” At your green light, Jimin carefully pulled out. Back in, tight thrusts beginning to pick up in pace. Dotting your face with kisses between each one. He swore he was losing consciousness, vision blurred with desperation—craving of you. Heart pounding as pleasure wiped through his nerves.

Hooking your leg over his shoulder, he adjusted his angle, hitting you even deeper. Your cunt coating him, the sound and smell of sex driving Jimin feral. His hands grabbing your breasts, wanting you to be stimulated—to feel as good as he was.

“Fuck baby, I don’t ever want to leave” His mind was void. Reason out the door as he spewed nonsense. “I’ll leave it all for you baby, leave it all for this fucking cunt—oh God”

“Don’t leave” You responded, disoriented by his pace. “Don’t ever leave me”

“I won’t baby, fuck, I’m never leaving” He kissed you firmly, letting your leg fall to the side. He stared into your eyes, foreheads touching as he drove his cock in deep. “You like it baby? You want my big fucking cock, yeah?”

You nodded furiously as he taunted you. The pout in your lips sending him overboard. “Fuck baby I’m gonna cum so fucking hard—you’re so fucking hot, my pretty girl—where do you want me? Want me to cum on your face?”

“Please” You gasped as he pulled out, tugging his cock as he kneeled tall over you, letting his cum squirt down onto your eyelids. He groaned, taken by the sensation and by how sexy you looked covered in his cum like that. Ropes of cum streaming out as his hips bucked, hot pleasure seizing him.

“Fuckk” He collapsed onto you, burying his face into your chest. Rolling onto your sides, you caressed his head against you. He looked up at you, nothing but fondness in his eyes. Wiping the cum off of you with his discarded t-shirt.

The two of you lay in silence, simply adoring one another. Jimin pulled you into his arms, grabbing your comforter so the two of you could slide under. He stroked your back softly, fingers trailing up and down your spine. Naked legs tangling. Fitting against each other like a puzzle. He kissed your forehead as you buried your face into his chest.

“You okay?” He asked after some time, massaging your shoulders gently. You peered up at him, content and blissed.

“This is really nice” You whispered, trying to hide your smile. Jimin held your chin steady, preventing you from turning away.

“You’re so cute” He muttered, landing another peck to your lips. It never got old, he swore he could kiss you forever. “I—”

He stiffened, unsure if he was ready to say it. It was too soon, and he still lacked the answers of how the two of you could possibly work, and you must have known because you simply chuckled.

“I know. Me too”

You—

The lab had always been your safe space. The comfort of the chunky white lab coats, latex-free gloves and goggles. Your protection. Your serenity. As you went about your trials, Jungkook sat at the bench next to yours, typing away at his computer.

“What are you working on?” The silence was too loud. Things felt awkward with Jungkook. You knew you couldn’t tell him you hooked up with Jimin. Even though, in your eyes, you did the right thing. Your first time with Jimin was rushed. Unexpected. But so was he. In the most flawed way, he was somehow perfect. You knew he was scared of what he felt. Scared to question what he believed, but in that moment all he wanted was you and he was sure to let you know that. Second time was bliss. And you were so excited to go home to him. Excited for every amazing night to come. You wanted to tell Jungkook everything, but wasn’t sure he would appreciate knowing the intimate details of your love life.

“I’m finding your compatibility results”

You swerved, “What?” Kicking your chair so it rolled next to Jungkook’s. You scanned his screen, seeing him type in some code. “How?”

“I have my ways” He assured you, “I just want to get to the bottom of this, you deserve better”

“Jungkook, that might not be necessary anymore actually because…”

“Here!” Your attention redirected to his screen. He clicked on a file, opening a scanned proposal. Scrolling through, he finally found your name. “Y/n L/n, age, birthday, la da da” Humming, he searched the data for a clue.

“Well?” You tapped your fingers against the desk.

“Uh” Jungkook gulped, “Interesting.”

“What? What is it?”

Jungkook looked at you, almost as though he were debating what to say next. “Y/n, do you really love him?”

“We’re getting there” He raised his eyebrows, “I mean, we—are making progress”

Jungkook read between your words. Shutting his laptop, he sighed. “Nevermind”

“Jungkook—what the fuck did it say?”

“Jimin isn’t listed as your soulmate. You don’t have anyone listed”

Your throat felt dry. “What?”

“You were in the placebo cohort”

You stared at him. The placebo cohort. Meaning—what?

“I’m sorry, Y/n”

“No there’s some other explanation” You shook your head, “Jimin and I had a rough start but. He’s kind. Dedicated. He’s had a rough go of it—I don’t know his story but I can just tell. He’s insightful, and isn’t afraid to challenge me. He understands me too, even in this short time. He’s sweet. And he wants me just as bad as I want him”

“Do you even hear yourself right now?” Jungkook looked appalled, “You’re delusional, Y/n. He said he didn’t want you, explicitly. He’s lied to you many times,”

“The chip doesn’t alter our emotions, it only gives us the signal. I know what I feel Jungkook—it has to be him”

“Placebo cohort’s get the signal, but the compatibility test wasn’t actually run so it’s signaling that some random person you’re not actually compatible with is your soulmate. To see if the computability part actually matters, or if simply thinking someone is your soulmate is enough”

It couldn’t be. You felt nauseous, as though everything around you was spinning. Time and time again Jimin had told you to back off. That what you were feeling wasn’t real when you believed so strongly it was. Nothing about it made sense.

Suddenly Jimin’s flaws glared at you—he was in the resistance, fighting against the very peace you upheld. He was a violent person. He hung out with shady people in banned places. He broke rules which you followed no matter what. He smoked. He rode a motorcycle. He didn’t believe you were his soulmate—and you weren’t.

But you loved him.

And he, probably, loved you too.

Was the placebo effect real then? Did you fall in love just because you thought you were supposed to? If you never had the signal—never had the chip—would you have been able to look past your differences, and find what you did?

He had only just begun to believe. This would crush him.

“You have to tell him” Jungkook echoed your thoughts. You frowned, he was clearly deriving some joy from the fact that he was right about Jimin.

“Does this mean someone else out there is actually my soulmate? More compatible with me than Jimin?”

“Most likely” Jungkook confirmed, “Only way to know is to reset your chip. And only Dr. Kim himself can do that”

You turned to your calendar. The conference was only a few days away. What were you supposed to tell Jimin in the meanwhile? Should you avoid seeing him? Should you ignore this and just love him anyway?

“I-I gotta go” You scrambled to gather your things. Rushing to take a bus home, you barged into your apartment. Eyes wide as you noticed the entire place had been cleaned up. Nose twitching to the scent of something cooking—something delicious.

Jimin smiled warmly upon seeing you. You had left before he woke up, leaving him sound asleep with a kiss on the cheek.  

“Morning doctor” He continued to go about his cooking. He looked adorable, sleepy hair and shirtless, cracking eggs into a pan. You wanted to cover him with kisses, “Hope you don’t mind, just thought I’d whip up some food. Aren’t you supposed to be at the lab?”

“I, yeah I uh”

“Oh taste this” Jimin took a spoon of some sauce he had made and quickly made his way over to you. Slipping the spoon in your mouth, your eyes widened as flavor burst in your mouth.

“Jimin” You mumbled as he took the spoon out, stealing a quick kiss. “Fuck that’s so spicy Jimin”

“Not your thing, doctor?” He pouted, “Damn, I love spicy food”

Your heart dropped. He’s not your soulmate. You’re not compatible.

He seemed to notice your unusual behavior.

“Hey baby, it’s okay. It’s just food preferences, not the end of the world”

“Jimin, we’re” You cleared your throat. “We’re not—”

“Oh, are you upset that I’m still here? Don’t worry I have class in the afternoon, I’ll be out of your way” Grabbing your hands he pulled you into a hug. Swaying your body left to right, you wanted to melt.

“Jimin” Your voice was breaking. Tears welling in your eyes.

“I know we don’t have everything figured out baby” He hummed against you. Pressing his lips on top of your head, “But for once, I think, I believe it’ll work out”

You broke.

Shattered into tears. You couldn’t possibly do this to him, not after everything you already put him through. How the hell were you supposed to tell the man you’d chased relentlessly that you weren’t supposed to be together?

“Baby,” Jimin held your face in his hands, searching with concern “Y/n, what’s wrong?”

You couldn’t breathe. Sobs blocking your air. Chest tight.

“Hey, easy baby” Jimin held your hand, guiding you to sit down on your bed. He knelt down by your side. Pressing his lips onto your knuckles. Across your wrist.

The odds were unlikely. But there was a slim chance that despite being a placebo match, he may actually still somehow be compatible with you. He may still be your real soulmate. You should wait until you knew for sure. 

“I’m okay, sorry I just, got emotional” You wiped your tears away, chuckling. Jimin didn’t look like he quite believed you, but decided not to push it.

“Don’t apologize, doctor” He kissed your knee, “As long as you’re okay”

“Jimin”

“Yeah baby?”

“No matter what happens,” You sniffled, “I believe in you”

Jimin chuckled, stroking your face, “Babe what has gotten into you? Did Jungkook say something—I can beat that fucker to a pulp if he did, I am a vigilante after all”

You smiled. Because the man in front of you was dazzling. Despite the fights. Despite your differences. If this wasn’t true love, you weren’t sure you wanted whatever that was. This was all you needed. He was all you needed.

Which is why you owed it to him to be honest.

“We’re not actually soulmates”

Jimin simply blinked.

“It was a placebo, where the chip signals but we aren’t actually compatible. So the basis for everything we felt—or everything we think we feel, was a lie”

Silence. So haunting and so obscenely loud, you weren’t sure you’d survive it.

series masterlist | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

a/n: HOPE YOU ENJOYED <3 i tried lmao, but plsssssss let me know what you think ive never written anything like this and wanna know what your reactions are!!! ask questions, give me your theories, any and all of it! <3 have a wonderful day cuties~

hiii! i like your fics so i hope this request isn't too much, hehe~

soft dom jimin with spanking and light bondage with silk? idk. the concept seems so sweet and hot to me i guess

silky | pjm

prompt: sex with your soft-dom.

⸝⸝ pairing: softdom!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: silk, light bondage, smut, bf jimin, dom jimin, creampie, spanking, etc

⸝⸝ word count: 1.2k

⸝⸝ note: n/a

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you watch jimin from the bed. he takes off his shirt , throwing it into the dirty laundry basket. the pillow is cold on the side of your face as you lay on your back , your head turned to face him , your legs propped up on the bed. you rest your arm on your stomach lazily , waiting for jimin to hurry up.

after a few moments , he walks over to the dresser and pulls out a set. “put this on.” he says , walking over to the night stand and pulling out a small bottle of lube and condoms. he tosses the lube onto the bed and pulls out a condom from the box , unwrapping it. you untangle the set and slowly put on the panties. you slip on the bra , not connecting it in the back just yet. you look down at yourself , noticing how thin the pale pink lace panties were.

once jimin has the condom on , he tugs on your arm , motioning for you to sit up. you do so , sitting on your knees at the edge of the bed in front of him. your back to him , he begins rubbing the sides of your arms , pulling himself closer to you. you feel his firm cock brush up against your lower back and shiver.

he brushes your hair out of the way , grabbing both ends of your bra and connecting it together. he plants a tender kiss on your shoulders , his breath soft and comforting. he bends you over and you prop yourself up on your elbows. jimin reaches down and looks under the bed before reaching forward and grabbing a small box and placing it beside you on the bed. he pulls out a silk material , extending its length before cutting off the piece with his teeth. he grabs both of your arms and wraps the silk around your wrists before pulling tightly.

you hold yourself up with the side of your face , feeling hungry for him. he bites off another piece and ensures your legs are together before wrapping your ankles in silk. “are you ready?” he says after pausing for a few seconds. you nod slowly and jimin proceeds.

he plays with the tiny black bows on the sides of your panties before gripping onto them and pulling down your panties , not fully taking them off as they dangle from your ankles. he reaches over you and grabs the lube , flipping the top open and squirting someone out onto your butt. he rubs it in , making your butt oily and slippery. he makes sure to get some on your vagina , making it easier for him to enter inside of you. he stares down at you and exhales , growing impatient. he holds onto the side of one of your hips with a firm grip. he grabs his cock and teases the entrance of your vagina with his tip. you softly whine , not wanting him to play games with you.

he chuckles softly , pushing himself inside of you slowly. he pushes against the walls of your vagina , making you feel tense and stiff. his grip on your hip gets stronger. he looks down at you and curses under his breath, “fuck…” he slowly runs his hands thru his hair , the rings on his fingers clinking together softly. he begins thrusting in and out of you , quickly making you soaked in lube.

he holds onto your lower back as he fucks you , his husky moans filling the quiet room. you shut your eyes in pleasure , enjoying the feeling of jimin’s balls slap against your clit everytime he thrusts forcefully inside of you. you feel the sticky plastic of jimin’s condom inside of you. he quickly pulls out to fix the condom before sliding back into you. he continues his pace , the bed squeaking uncontrollably.

jimin takes out his cock , only leaving in his tip before slamming back into you. he does this a few more times before you jolt forward , an instant reaction to him going too deep. “are you okay?” jimin asks in a low voice , letting his cock hang. you nod. he grabs his cock and puts it in between your butt cheeks , resting for a second. you look back at him , scooting back closer to him before attempting to grab his cock while tied up. he doesn’t move , watching you. you grab onto his cock and begin pulling off his condom.

the condom rests on your back as jimin carefully slides back into you. he lets out a low moan as the feeling of your vagina makes him harder. he grabs your butt cheeks , spreading them slightly as he fucks you. he looks down and watches as his cock easily slides in and out of you with each thrust. you stuff your face into the bed covers , your moans muffled now. “h-harder..” you attempt to moan. “harder?” he asks in a mocking tone. you nod , whining. he picks up the pace , pounding you with more force now. the panties slip from your ankles and onto the bedroom room floor. unable to hold the position , you slowly slide down onto the bed.

jimin gets on top of you , holding himself up with the palm of his hands , not slowing down. he grabs your face and lifts it up , pulling it back and staring into your eyes as he continues fucking you. he kisses your forehead , slowing down after some time. you lay there out of breath as jimin gets off from on top of you and unwraps the silk from your wrists and ankles. you sit up in front of him. he wraps your legs around his waist , grabbing the silk and reaching behind his back , tying up your ankles once again.

he ties up your wrists too and you place them around his neck. he pulls you close to him , sliding back inside of you. his chest hits yours as he fucks you. you born stare at each other , lost in your own pleasure. he holds onto your sides , stuffing his face into your neck and nibbling on it. you giggle softly , fucking him back. you see his eyes roll as you fuck yourself onto him.

“i-im close!” you moan out of breath. he smirks , only pulling you closer. you abruptly stop as you begin to orgasm on his cock. at this same moment , he grabs his cock and explodes his cum onto your stomach. you take your arms from around his neck and lay down , attempting to catch your breath. he holds onto your legs , looking down at you. his chest going up and down rapidly as sweat trickles down his abs.

he straightens your legs and lifts them above his head , escaping your grip. you prop your legs up , your feet holding you up on the edge of the bed. jimin sniffles , rubbing his chest and stomach area , seeing as he’s covered in sweat now. he reaches over and grabs a napkin , wiping the cum off of your stomach and sitting you up. he kindly unwraps the silk from your ankles and wrists , tossing it aside and watching as it lands on the floor.

he gives you a peck on the lips and softly smiles.

written by swanlakebaby™

— rainy night | pjm

prompt: rainy night with jimin.

⸝⸝ pairing: softbf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: fluff, soft bf jimin, rain, cuddling, soft kisses, good VIBES!

⸝⸝ word count: 606

⸝⸝ note: a quick scenario i wanted to write out since it popped into my mind today! lol i hope u enjoyed :)

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jimin walks into the bedroom after arriving home from work , walking in and seeing you wrapped under the blankets in a calm sleep. he smiles at the sight and takes off his jacket , tossing it into the hamper. he undoes his belt and hangs it up. he decides that he’ll just shower after dinner and changes into something simple and comfortable for the time being.

being as quiet as possible , he slips out of the bedroom and heads to the living room , letting you finish your nap.

an hour or two later , you stretch and rub your eyes as you slowly wake up. you check the time and see that it’s past seven , meaning that jimin should be home now. you glance over and see his work belt dangling from one of the hooks on the wall and his work jacket lazily draped over the hamper , validating your assumption.

you sluggishly get out of bed and quickly use the bathroom , getting excited to see jimin after a long day. you slip on your house shoes and walk over to the living room , sliding your feet. the tv is on low volume , playing a rerun of some random kdrama. jimins slouched on the couch , his head resting against the cushion. he holds his phone in his lap , looking down and scrolling away , stopping occasionally to read whatever’s on his screen.

he notices you and smiles , not saying anything as he’s still into his phone. you stretch and walk over to him , sitting on his lap , facing him , which forces him to move his phone out of the way. he tosses it aside and pulls you close into a warm embrace. he rests his head on your chest , closing his eyes as he takes advantage of this moment. you wrap your arms around his neck lovingling , running your hands through his hair. “i missed you.” you say , your voice still groggy.

he looks up at you , his soft pink lips slowly moving. “i missed you too. did you sleep good?” you yawn , nodding. “my baby is still sleepy.” he says , chuckling. you smile at him , hugging his neck tight. “it’s the rain.” you mumble , snuggling into his warm neck. you stay like this for a moment , not speaking. jimin rubs on your back , swaying softly. you feel yourself dozing off again , still tired after the nap.

you feel a sudden poke on your side as jimin teases you. you groan and place your hand on his chest. he puts his hand over yours and leans in to quickly give you a peck on the lips. you kiss him back , not opening your eyes. you feel his body shift as he begins to stand up , holding you still.

he holds onto your legs and wraps them around his waist as he carries you to the bed. he plops you onto your side and you quickly snuggle back under the covers. jimin slips into bed beside you and immediately pulls you close.

you begin to cuddle and snuggle closely beside him , feeling safe and loved. you rest your head on his chest , the feeling of his chest slowly rising up and down as you both drift off into peaceful sleep giving you automatic comfort.

days like this were your favorite. not because the roads get closed down or because the dirt becomes muddy , but because you get to spend it in bed with the person you love.

written by swanlakebaby™

— close call | pjm

prompt: almost getting caught.

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, bf jimin, agoraphilia, blow job, bj, kissing, risky

⸝⸝ word count: 949

⸝⸝ note: i been sick for a few days but now i feel better! there’s not much of a build up in this one and it kind of gets right into the point ~ this is just something quick i thought about earlier and the idea of it sounded fun and interesting so i wanted to turn it into a short scenario :) i hope you enjoy!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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the door clicks shut as jimin turns his neck and looks back at you , holding his finger up to his lip , motioning for you to stay quiet. you grin and hop off the bed slowly , walking over to him. he pulls you close to him and pushes your head down , forcing you to get on your knees.

you look up at him and begin unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down. his bulge was begging to jump out of his boxers. there was a small patch of dark grey that stood out against his light grey boxers , indicating that jimin had been horny for a while. you rub the small patch of prscum with your index finger and thumb , giggling as jimin twitches slightly.

“don’t tease.” jimin says , looking down at you impatiently. “you do it to me all the time.” you say , still rubbing his tip. he grips onto your shoulder firmly. you finally stop and hook your fingers on the sides of jimins boxers and pull down , slipping down his boxers and revealing his cock. it springs out , firm and hard.

the sensation of your mouth watering makes you excited and you take no time whatsoever to shove his cock inside of your mouth. he groans lowly , looking down at you with half lidded eyes as you begin sucking him off. you wrap your right hand around his cock , only going as far as your hand would let you.

jimin begins to pant and make small noises. you look up at him , his cock still shoved in your mouth , telling him with your eyes to quiet down. you trail your left hand up his abdomen and abs as he grabs onto your hand , holding it up against his chest. he holds your hair in the other hand , the loose strands of your hair spilling out between his fingers. when he begins to thrust inside of your mouth , it only arouses you even more now. you prop yourself up on your feet and open your legs. you unwrap your hand from his cock. jimin takes notice and places his other hand on the other side of your head.

he deepthroats you with no regard of you possibly choking or gagging. still , you follow his pace , allowing him to abuse your mouth with his cock. with your legs now open , you slip your hand through your shorts and feel your vagina. it’s wet and slick now. you begin slowly fingering yourself to the same pace jimin fucks your mouth.

he grabs onto your head , slowly pushing it away from him until you reach his tip. you tease him , firmly sucking on his tip and jolting your head back. small pop sounds escape your mouth as you do this. jimin says something unintelligible under his breath , enjoying the feeling that came with you playing with his tip.

you lift up his cock and reveal his balls. you begin sucking on them as jimin’s cock rests on the side of your face. slurping sounds and tiny pops fill the space. suddenly remembering there was other people in the house , jimin stops suddenly. he reminds you to be quiet before allowing you to continue. you continue sucking on his balls , pumping his cock up and down.

after a few moments , you stand up. your eyes are watery and your face feels hot now. jimin grabs your neck and kisses you , trailing down your neck and begins nibbling on your collarbone. you smack his arm , not liking the feeling of his teeth against the thin skin of your collarbones. he smirks and turns you around , bending you all the way over. you hold yourself up with your hands as jimin holds his cock , and quickly slides inside of you , not bothering to take off your shorts and panties first.

he holds onto the loops of your jean shorts , using them to firmly move you back and forth on his cock. your legs feel shaky as jimin pounds you roughly. the sounds of his balls smacking against your legs slowly becomes louder with each thrust. trying not to get caught , you grab onto his wrist , forcing him to stop. you stand back up and get back on your knees.

jimin slaps the tip of his cock against your tongue , admiring the visual of you on your knees. you begin sucking him off once again , shoving himself so deep inside of your mouth , your face practically touching his lower abdomen area. he holds the position with his hand pushing your head down on him.

suddenly , footsteps quickly approach the door. the person behind the door knocks , asking for jimin. you look up at him as he bites his lip , not wanting to end the moment. he lets go of your head and takes his cock out of your mouth. you gasp and cough , a small tear running down your cheeks. jimin pulls up his pants quickly and walks over to the door.

he looks back at you , making sure you’re fully covered and can appear normal if need be. you wipe your the saliva from your mouth with your arm and stand up , laying on the bed as though you’ve been resting this entire time.

jimin’s face is a faint pink color , and his belt dangles from his pants. he opens the door and chats with whoever was on the other side as though everything that just happened , didn’t.

written by swanlakebaby™

— camping | pjm

prompt: sex with jimin in the tent.

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: public sex, smut, sneaking-around, risky, soft bf jimin, bf material, hair pulling, kisses

⸝⸝ word count: 2.6k

⸝⸝ note: this is a long one but i enjoyed writing it. i kind of made the mc insufferable in the beginning but she makes it up to jimin i promise. i hope u enjoy it :)

— ps: my requests are still open!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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“i can’t believe this is our last day here!” yoona exclaims. “i can... i can’t wait to go back home.” you say , looking down as you walk , extra paranoid about tripping on rocks and branches. “you’ve been complaining for the past three days. try to have fun.” yoona says. she suddenly stops and points forward. “there they are. did you bring your life vest?” she begins putting hers on. you wait a few moments , then smirk. “no , i left my big bright orange life vest at the camp. i can’t believe i looked past it!” you say sarcastically , holding up the life vest. yoona elbows you in the stomach playfully as guys you approach the deck.

there , the boys were huddled up , talking amongst themselves as they clipped on their life vests. jimin looks up and notices you , smiling and reaching his hand out. he pulls you in and kisses your forehead. “do you feel better?” he asks in a soft tone. “no. i still want to leave.” you rest your face into his chest. he knew you didn’t like the idea of camping , but he still begged for you to come along. you thought bringing your friend yoona with you would make the experience more fun , but it’s only made things worse for you. you were still getting to know jimin’s friends and found it hard to speak with them sometimes because of how closed off you could be. this was the opposite for yoona however. they loved her and treated her like they’ve known her for years. jimin tried to reassure you that with time you’d get comfortable around them , but you felt doubtful that the day would ever come.

the boys push the canoes into the lake , arguing over who should go with who. ''i'll go with yoona.'' jungkook says. yoona perks up and smiles , walking over to jungkooks canoe. jimin looks over at you , sitting in the first seat of the canoe. you cross your arms , not wanting to go in. ''come on , we'll do a lap and then we can go back to the camp.'' he says. you sigh , getting into the back of jimin's canoe. you decide to stop being stingy and have fun with him. how bad could it be?

you grab the paddles and begin following jimin's lead as he rows. the canoe starts moving slowly and you feel yourself getting nervous. the water was dark green , making it hard to see what was beneath the surface. jimin turns around suddenly , smirking from past you. you hear laughter approaching and you jolt forward as jungkook and yoona crash into the canoe. ''hey! don't do that!'' you yell back at them. jimin can't help but laugh , the canoe shaking in order to try to regain its balance. a smile escapes your lips as the thrill of that kind of lightened your mood a bit. jungkook laughs playfully before apologizing and rowing away from you. you have small talk with jimin for a while before realizing that you guys had done more than just one lap. ''wait- we've done like three laps! can we go back now?'' you say. ''you were having so much fun , you didn't even realize. you're sure you want to leave?'' jimin says. ''well...i don't know.'' you say shrugging.

''in that case..'' jimin pauses for a moment.

''what?'' you ask.

jimin begins to shake the canoe , stomping his feet and moving his body rapidly. ''jimin , don't!'' you say , laughing and gripping onto his shoulders. suddenly , the cold lake water engulfs you as the canoe tips over. you gasp for air as jimin grabs onto you , holding you. he's unable to control his laugh as he thinks this is the funniest thing ever. nervous , you wrap yourself around him as he swims back to the deck. once there , you let go of him and crawl out of the water shivering. ''you're such a jerk!'' you yell at him. he seems caught off guard by your sudden switch of tone. attempting to bring you into a hug for reassurance. you step back away from him , pushing him away. ''get away!'' the wind sends chills down your body as you stand there dripping in lake water. jimin looks around , noticing that the others were watching. he tries to calm you down , reassuring you that he was trying to help you have fun.

''making me fall into water isn't fun!'' you turn back and rip off the life vest , beginning to head back to the camp. you hear leaves crunch from behind you as jimin follows you silently. you felt bad at the way you went off on him and knew he'd never try to cause you genuine harm , but you couldn't get out of being mad at him.

once at the camp , you grab a pair of night clothes and a towel , walking over to the showers. jimin does the same , once again following you. he goes the opposite direction of you this time , going to the mens showers. while in the shower , you were able to calm down just a bit and decided you'd apologize for your outburst and talk with jimin after. yoona was right. this was the last day of camping and you didn't want to spend it being mad at jimin. after your shower , you place your dirty clothes into your bag and sit beside jimin. he says nothing to you as he continues looking forward and watching as the others laugh and splash each other in the lake. every few seconds , he takes a long sip of beer. you noticed his eyes were glossy and red. you didn't take this as a sign of crying , but rather a sign of him being annoyed. you knew jimin very well and figured that your outburst made him angry more than it did sad.

''you know ,'' jimin starts, ''i did it on purpose. not only to make you have fun but also because i wanted to come back to the camp myself.'' you look over at jimin , but he still looks forward. ''why didn't you just tell me?'' you ask , resting your head on his shoulder. ''i don't know. i will next time.'' he pauses , taking another sip of beer. you sit in silence for a moment , still watching the others in the lake. they've completely given up on canoeing now as they swim in the lake , poking fun at each other. ''how about i make it up to you.'' you say suddenly. this time , jimin turns to look at you , a confused expression on his face. ''you don't need to give me your smores at dinner. i'm fine.''

''that's not what i meant.'' you say with a laugh. jimin furrows his eyebrow as you look at him suggestively. ''the others are deep in fun. we have time.'' you whisper. ''we can't do that here. what if someone other than yoona and the others see us? like a family nearby?'' jimin seemed tempted but paranoid. “the tents right there.” you both look over at the tent you’ve been sharing during the trip. jimin smirks and places down his beer as he stands up grabbing your hand and walking over to the tent. he unzips the tent , looking at the lake one last time before kneeling and crawling into the tent. you crawl in after him and take off your shoes , placing them beside the blow up mattress that took up half of the tent.

you slip off your pajama pants and ball them up before placing them off to the side. you look over and see jimin take off his shirt , the tattoo of moons down his back made him even sexier. you see his bulge poking through his shorts and giggle. “hard already?” you say teasingly. jimin’s face goes a soft pink as he hovers himself over you. you place your hands on his jawline and neck area as you give him soft kisses on the lips. you and jimin weren’t a hypersexual couple , but when it came to having sex , he liked making it something to remember. jimin sits up in between your legs as you lay on your back. light seeps through the thin fabric of the tent , emphasizing the chocolate brown color of jimin’s eyes as the sun begins to set.

jimin rubs his finger against the cloth of your panties in circular motions , the ball of your clit quickly getting wet. he inhales , running his hands through his hair before grabbing the private area of your panties and moving it over , revealing your vagina. he licks his lips , bending down. a big rush of pleasure runs through your body as you arch slightly , the feeling of his wet lips grinding against your pussy as he eats you out. you place a hand on his head , his soft hair rubbing against your palm as his head moves up and down.

after a few moments , he slides in a finger and begins kissing in between your thighs. you bite your finger as you try your hardest to hold in your moans. he grips onto one of your thighs harshly , as he slips in a second finger. he fingers you deeply , sliding his fingers in and out of you in a quick pace. you quickly grab the wrist of the hand he uses to finger you as you feel yourself close to cumming. he gets up slowly as he smirks. he shoves his two fingers in your mouth , making you taste yourself. he bends down to kiss you. it feels sloppy and wet , his saliva on the corners of your mouth.

jimin motions for you to get up , so you follow his order. he turns you over on your stomach. you prop yourself up on all fours. “i didn’t plan on having sex during the trip. i don’t have condoms.” he says. you turn your head to face him. “it doesn’t matter.” you feel yourself growing impatient as you just wanted him inside of you , protected or not. jimin notices and quickly pulls down his shorts and boxers to his knees. his cock is stiff and you feel your vagina beginning to throb.

you reach your hand under your stomach and grab at jimin’s cock. he lets you , looking down and watching as you stroke him slowly. you tug on it softly , trying to pull him closer to you. he pushes himself up against you , his cock brushing against your vagina. it rests in the middle of your butt. jimin spits onto his fingers and rubs the saliva onto his tip. he slides down your panties to your thighs. he forces himself inside of you. you stiffen , getting adjusted to the feeling of his cock. a few moments later jimin slowly starts to thrust in and out of you. he holds onto the sides of your waist , slowly picking up speed.

his balls slap against your pussy , the air mattress making squeaky sounds with each thrust. you close your eyes and shove your face into the mattress , loud moans escaping from your mouth. jimin stops , rubbing all over your back. “you look amazing” he says in a whisper. “come here.” he reaches forward and grabs a chunk of your hair , pulling you up. you arch , feeling jimin’s breath on your neck. he kisses your neck , beginning to pound himself inside of you once more. he grips a hand around your neck. you feel yourself almost choking and cough. he notices and lets go , not wanting to actually inflict pain on you.

he stops thrusting in and out of you and takes out his cock. he grabs onto your panties and you lay down on your back. he slides them down one of your legs , flipping you onto your side. he lays down behind you. he lifts up one of your legs , your panties now dangling in the air from your ankle. he then makes you hold your leg up as he grabs his cock and shoves it in you. he takes hold of your leg again , fucking you slowly as he kisses your neck.

you roll your eyes back in pleasure , wanting to stay this way forever. jimin watches you as you enjoy every inch of him. a few moments later you open your eyes and turn your head toward him and start making out with him as he fucks you. you hold his head close to you. he lets go of your leg and you close them fairly tight. he holds onto your hip , looking down as he pushes you back onto his cock , forcing you to fuck your self onto him. he then slides a hand up your shirt and cups it around your breast , squeezing softly. you rest your hand on his thigh , tilting your head back to kiss him again. jimin suddenly stops , afraid of almost finishing inside you.

you get up , allowing jimin to lay on his back fully. you turn around and slide down onto his cock. he holds your butt , helping you grind back and forth as you reverse ride him. you hold onto his ankles , using them to keep you stable. you keep your legs close to his sides , propping yourself up with your feet before reaching your arms back and using your hands to hold yourself up. jimin grips onto your wrists to keep you steady as you begin slowly bouncing on him. he moans , the slow build up of needing to cum rising each time you slide down on his cock.

he suddenly pushes you forward , taking his cock out in a hurry as he cums onto your ass. his cum spills out onto one of your butt cheeks. jimin’s chest rapidly going up and down as he empties himself out onto you. out of breath you look back at him and smirk.

suddenly , you hear the group coming back to the campsite. you quickly jolt forward and zip the tent up so they can’t see you. you and jimin go still as the group settles around the picnic table , talking about their time at the lake. jimin grabs you and turns you to face him. he slips inside of you. as quiet as possible , you lay over him as he wraps his arms around you and holds himself up on his feet , slowly fucking you again.

you hear footsteps approach the tent. “guys?” you hear yoona say. “yes?” you say quietly, looking down at jimin. his eyes go wide , not wanting to cause suspicion, but doesn’t stop fucking you. “we hope you guys are okay! we’re going to the showers to clean up.” she says , completely oblivious as to what was going on in the tent. jimin speeds up a little and you feel yourself cumming on his dick. jimin covers your mouth , not wanting you to moan with them right outside of the tent. “okay. we’ll stay at the campsite.” jimin says , holding you still as you orgasm onto him. “okay!” yoona walks away with the boys to the showers. you gasp for air as jimin uncovers your mouth. you rest your onto his chest. he slips out of you , his cock now creamy with your cum.

you feel scared to move as jimin’s cum drips down your butt. he doesn’t move , but keeps you close to him , still wrapping his arms around your body.

written by swanlakebaby™

a request for you if that's ok: sub!reader asking dom!jimin for a spanking? yk... like jimin putting reader in their place?

— spanking | pjm

prompt: getting spanked by dom jimin.

⸝⸝ pairing: dom!jimin x sub!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: kissing, dom jimin, sub reader, bf jimin, spanking, overprotective bf

⸝⸝ word count: 1.4k

⸝⸝ note: this was actually very fun to write. i’d like to make more stories like these in the future!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you open the fridge door , bending down and grabbing the jug of fruit punch. you place the jug onto the kitchen counter and walk over to the dish cabinet. jimin put the cups too high again.. you think to yourself. you stand on your tip-toes , extending your arm as far as possible in order to reach one of the cups. you manage to scoot one of them close to you before getting impatient and attempting to grab it. the cup flies forward off of the cabinet shelf. you quickly move back , watching as the glass cup falls to the floor with a dramatic crash. glass splatters all over the kitchen floor , making a mess.

a few seconds later , you hear a frantic jimin rush out of his office , concerned about what could possibly be going on. he runs into the kitchen , seeing your distressed face. he feels the crunch of glass under his house slippers and backs up immediately with his arms up. ''what happened?!?!'' he says , looking down at the broken glass on the floor. ''i was trying to get juice. i'll clean it up right now , i promise!'' you frantically head to the kitchen closet and grab the broom , sweeping the glass into a pile as quickly as you can.

''what did i tell you to do when you can't reach something?'' jimin says , annoyed. you don't reply , too focused on sweeping up the glass. jimin points to the step stool beside the sink. ''it was right there , why didn't you use it or atleast call for my help?'' jimin waits a few moments and snatches the broom out of your hands once he realizes you're not paying attention. ''i don't know!'' you shout. ''i didn't see it and you were on a business call..''

you shyly stand behind the kitchen counter. ''i had to end my call in a panic once i heard glass shattering in the kitchen in order to make sure you were okay. i was interrupted regardless.'' jimin places the broom against the wall , now furious. he walks around the other side of the counter and grabs onto your arm , pulling you out of the kitchen. he walks you over to his office and shuts the door after you.

he sits down on his couch , watching as you looked down at your feet in shame. you stood in front of him , saying nothing. ''now i have to clean up your mess because i don't need you getting cut or making an even bigger mess , perhaps even breaking another cup. stay here.'' he gets up and angrily walks out of the office and to the kitchen. you stand there for a few moments , unsure if you should move or atleast sit down while he finishes. you were nervous for what he might say when he gets back. a few minutes later , he walks back into the office.

he sits back down on the couch , crossing his arms in disappointment. ''jimin..'' you say softly after a few awkward moments of silence. ''yes?'' he says , looking up at you. you wait a few moments before speaking again. you notice his patience decreasing as he begins tapping his foot , waiting for you to talk. ''i'm sorry for breaking one of your cups.'' you say , your head down. ''sorries won't replace my cup.'' his voice sounded cold and sharp. you knew that he took good care of his belongings and liked to splurge on home decor. you almost felt embarrassed for how clumsy you could get , especially with his things. this wasn't the first time you had broken one of his things , and jimin was getting fed up to the point where he started adding locks onto some things , requiring you to ask him to unlock it and get it for you.

''what if..'' you start, ''you spank me for breaking your cup.'' it seemed like the only reasonable thing to do in that moment. jimin shakes his head. ''as mad as i am , this is not worth a spanking.'' jimin sucks in his teeth , still annoyed. at this point , jimin had only spaken you twice before. the first time , you had accidentally thrown away an important document that would've taken months to get a new copy of. jimin was so angry that he bent you over his knee in that moment and began spanking you. luckily, a few days later , you found the document tucked in a random drawer around the house that you must've tossed aside while cleaning. the second time , the last time , you had totaled one of his cars , and while he could easily buy another (which he had done previously before) , he was more upset at the fact it only happened because you allowed one of your friends to speed down the highway while driving his car. you breaking a cup angered him of course , but he wasn't sure if it was worth a spanking.

''i don't care! i feel bad for breaking your stuff, please spank me!'' you throw yourself into his arms hysterically , wishing you had just walked into his office and asked for a favor. maybe then you would be happily drinking your juice on the couch , watching your afternoon show. jimin pauses for a moment , going over the idea. ''very well then.'' he says , not seeming to care about how bad you felt over the situation. ''pull down your pants.'' he says. you do as he says , pulling down your pants , revealing your panties. jimin stares for a moment , watching how nervous you were getting. he bends down and grabs your pants , tossing them to the side. he pulls you close to him and bends you over his lap.

you hold onto the couch , feeling as jimin slowly rubs your butt. without warning , you feel a sharp pain through your butt as jimin hits it with full force. you jolt foward , a yelp escaping your lips. he does it again , again and then again. three times in a row. you shut your legs tightly , the pain of his hits feeling almost unbearable. jimin pauses and looks down at you. ''the next time you need something you can't reach , what should you do?'' jimin asks his hand hovering over your butt. ''ask you..'' you say quietly. another sharp pain. you jolt forward. ''what did you say?'' jimin says. ''ask you! i should ask you!'' you kick your feet around. ''and if i'm not around?'' he continues the question. ''use the step stool.'' you shout. jimin smacks your butt again. ''they're simple directions.'' he says in a much calmer voice than before. you nod in agreement.

jimin grabs onto your thin panties and forcefully pulls them down to your knees. you gulp nervously , knowing what was coming next. jimin begins to spank you , not stopping even when you yelp and kick around your feet. you almost regretted asking for a spanking , but you liked how the pain made you feel. when jimin finishes , your butt feels hot and tender. you stay bent over , shaking. ''sit up.'' jimin demands. you shake your head and cry out. he smacks your butt , repeating his order. this time , you sit up. your butt felt sore now. your eyes were watery from the spanking. jimin grabs you and pulls you close. ''you make me so mad.'' he says. ''but you know that i love you , and you know that i never want to see you hurt. you really scared me today.'' he says in a soft tone. you nod in agreement as jimin leans forward , giving you a soft kiss.

''go order me a new cup. you should know the brand.'' jimin says. you nod , pulling up your panties , ignoring your pants on the side of the couch. you leave his office , shutting the door quietly behind you as you hear jimin sit back at his desk and resume work. you walk into the room and pull down your panties a bit , revealing your butt. you walk over to the mirror and turn to look. your butt was red , jimin's hand imprinted onto it. you winced at the sore feeling he left you with before pulling your panties back up.

you walk back into the kitchen , noticing that jimin had still grabbed a cup for you and poured you your juice. you take the cup and walk over to the living room sofa. placing the glass on the coffee table , you grab your laptop and open it , searching for the cup jimin wants you to order.

written by swanlakebaby™

— missing you | pjm

prompt: seeing jimin after long distancing.

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, kissing, teasing, whispering, masturbation, sexting, dom jimin, creampie, multiple rounds, semi fluff jimin, eating out, swallowing, etc.

⸝⸝ word count: 2.3k

⸝⸝ note: this is one of my favorites that ive written so far! it was fun to write out and i tried to do something new if you couldn’t tell. i eventually want to start a series soon but im still trying to figure out the storyline for that. i hope u enjoy!

• ps: my requests are still open. (please make sure to state whether you want your request to include smut or not!)

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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your phone dings , your screen lighting up. you roll over and lazily grab your phone , perking up once you realize it's another notification from jimin. you sit up in the bed and look at the chat.

★ jimin - i miss you so much...

★ jimin - i keep thinking of all things i'll do to you when i get back.

you smile at the message , laying back down on the bed. you stare at the screen for a while as you think of a response. but before you could answer , another message comes through.

★ jimin - i hate this time of year. we're always working on music , which i love , but it means i have to spend time away from you for a few weeks. don't you hate it too?

☆ you - i miss you too ! i hate how cold the other side of the bed is. when are you coming home? :(

★ jimin - soon , i promise.

you grin , suddenly excited about the idea of seeing jimin. hou sit up on your knees and slowly lift your tank top. you go to the camera app and flip the camera toward you , snapping photos of your breasts. you go back to the chat and send the picture. you watch as jimin types , then stops some time after the picture is sent.

★ jimin - you look amazing. i can't wait to touch you again.

a message comes through shortly after. a picture of jimin slouched back onto his bed , his shirt and pants off. the visual of his abs and boxers made your mouth water.

for the rest of the night , you spent the entire time messaging jimin back and forth about random things. plans you had coming up , small date ideas , etc. the conversation then takes a turn as jimin goes inactive for a while. you continuously message him until coming to the conclusion that he had fallen asleep on accident. after a while , you receive a video clip from jimin. you click to watch it , unsure do what to expect.

in the same slouched position , jimin rubs his hand over his boxers , his bulge now visible. he slowly slides his hands in his boxers and takes out his cock. he was hard , firmly wrapping his hand around himself as he pans the camera up. he smirks , before lowering the angle once again. he begins to pump his cock , whimpering and moaning into the camera as he speeds up and slows down. he mumbles your name into the camera as his body stiffens , white fluids spilling out over his chest. he grunts , aggressively pumping out all of his cum until he’s empty. he let's go of his cock tiredly and shows the cum on his hand and abs.

after watching the video , you only wished he could come home sooner. in response , you lay on your back fully. panning the camera up and down your body. at this point , you only had on panties and a thin tank top. you play with your breasts in the camera for a few moments before flipping it and propping your legs up. you take two fingers and slide them down your panties. you begin recording yourself as you intensely finger yourself , the wet sounds from your vagina getting stickier.

your panties have a dark patch on them as you begin to throb and soak through them. you play with yourself for a while until eventually , your legs begin to get shaky as you throw your head back and moan into an orgasm. your body shakes as you slide your fingers deeper into you. panting , you take your fingers out and show the camera. your fingers were sticky and glossy now. you flipped the camera onto yourself and recorded yourself cleaning them up with your tongue , one of jimin's favorite things he loved seeing you do.

jimin immediately calls you after receiving the video. ''i miss you.'' was all he said. ''then come home. please.'' you whisper into the phone. without saying a word , he hangs up. you giggle , knowing that he hated being teased and now he probably had an attitude. you quickly clean yourself up and decide to finally head to sleep. the orgasm gave you a wave of uncontrollable sleepiness and you wanted nothing more than to go to bed and decided that you’d continue the conversation with jimin tomorrow.

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you feel the other side of the bed shift as someone slides in next to you. you immediately open your eyes , making sure that it wasn’t some perverted intruder. upon seeing him , you jump into his arms as you yell out his name. “jimin!” he chuckles , pulling you into a warm embrace. he sways you as he buries his face into your neck , giving it small pecks. “i missed you so much! why are you here? how did you even get here? it feels like i just talked to you!” your heart was fluttering as the person you loved and cared about so much was literally right in front of you. he looked into your eyes deeply before speaking. “as soon as i heard the whispering , i booked my ticket and began packing. i decided to leave early.”

you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. he left his job early to come surprise you and see you. you didn’t know how to feel. “i love you so much!” you beamed. “show me.” he says , leaning back onto the bed. “you just got here.” you say , pushing at his chest. “i don’t like being teased , you know this. so show me how much you love and missed me.” he bites his lip , looking you up and down. you roll your eyes , not taking him seriously. as you attempt to get off of him , he grabs onto your waist and pulls you onto his lap. “jimin let me go.” you whine , looking out at the morning sky. he chuckles , gripping onto your waist tightly , not budging at all.

you wrap your arms around him , smiling at him. “you’re so annoying.” you mumble. “what was that?” jimin says , smirking. you hide a smile and look down. “why are you being shy?” he whispers. lifting your chin up with his index finger. you giggle nervously , unsure of what to say. “it’s been a while that’s all.”

“then let me take the lead , okay?” he gently pushes you onto your back and pushes his bulge against your thin previously soaked panties from the video. he hums as he recognizes them , pushing himself deeper against you. “i know exactly what i want to do to you.” he says in a whisper. suddenly , he grabs you and lifts you off of the bed , walking you over to the windows of your shared apartment. he stands behind you , kissing your shoulders and rubbing the sides of your body. jimin pauses for a moment , standing extremely close to the right side of your face. “will you let me show you how much i missed you?” he whispers into your ear. chills run through your body as you get excited. you don’t say anything , but you nod , giving him the go ahead. “i need words.” he says in a low voice , playing with the sides of your panties. “show me jimin.” you say.

with that that he slides down your panties , getting on his knees as he brings them all the way down to your ankles. he holds onto your butt cheeks , slowly spreading them apart as he shoves his face into them , licking your vagina in a slow pace. you place your hands onto the windows , arching your back slightly as jimin repeatedly eats at your vagina , leaving small pecks on your folds. you lift your leg a bit and jimin holds it steady. he devours you in a way you’ve never see him before. you wonder how long he’s been waiting to do this. you slowly grind against his face , small moans escaping your lips everytime his tongue grazes your clit. he then stands up and begins taking off his shirt and pants , wasting no time at all. he takes out his cock immediately and rubs himself hard.

he pushes you up against the windows , holding onto your head. he slides inside of you , not allowing you to fully adjust to the length of him. he thrusts in and out of you hungrily , grunting as your butt smacks against his lower waist. “i missed you so much.” he says out of breath , not slowing down the pace. you turns your face to face his , holding onto your neck as you stare deeply into each others eyes. you bite your lips and manage to spit out a “i missed you too.” in between breathless moans. you leave your left hand on the window , taking your right one and holding the side of his face as he pounds you aggressively , not considering the fact that neighbors could probably hear.

after a few moments , jimin stops , pulling out and cumming all over your ass. you turn your head to look as you attempt to catch your breath. he smacks your butt , making it jiggle slightly. he then grabs you and walks you over to the end of the bed. he bends you over the small bed bench. you hold onto the bench , half of your body keeping you steady on the floor , the other half of the bench. jimin holds onto your sides , fucking you. he looks over to the bedroom mirror , running his hands through his hair as he admires the view. the cum on your ass begins dripping down slowly , some of it getting messy and sticking onto jimin.

he looks down and watches his cock slide in and out of you in a fast pace as he fucks you. he grabs onto your shirt and pulls it , using it to keep his pace consistent. “i’m gonna cum again..” jimin mumbles , gripping onto you tightly. the phrase alone makes you throb , your knees buckle as the sensation of orgasming overcomes you. your body twitches as you cum all over jimin’s dick , making a sticky white mess.

small beads of sweat slide down jimin’s chest and abs. he slams into you with one final trust , not pulling out as he fills you up with his cum. you curse under his breath , feeling his cum drip out of you and into the bench. your body felt weak and tired.

jimin slides out of you and steps back. he walks over to the dresser and grabs a few napkins. he begins slowly wiping you clean , making sure to also clean up his cock. you lay there out of breath , your vagina feeling exhausted and sore. jimin teases you , rubbing his fingers along your vagina. you jolt forward , the nerves in your clit extra sensitive now. he chuckles at his , smacking your butt and helping you up off of the bench. he sits down , pulling you on top of him. his cock is still hard. you reach behind you and grab onto it , slowly stroking it. he closes his eyes and throws his head back slightly as his tip feels sensitive. without warning , you lift yourself up and slide his cock into you. he groans , opening his eyes and placing his hands around your waist. “break please.” jimin mumbles , feeling tired.

“it’s my turn.” you say. he hides a smile , leaning back and resting his back against the bed. you put your hands on his shoulders and slowly grind on him. you continue this motion for a while , looking down at jimin as he looks up at you , his eyes half lidded. he can barely muster out a moan as he just lays back and enjoys the feeling of your vagina once again. you prop yourself up on your feet and grip onto jimin’s shoulders , bouncing on his cock like never before. jimin perks up , load moans escaping his mouth. he dirty talks you , teasing you to go faster and harder on his cock.

he suddenly pushes you off , grabbing you and putting you to your knees. you open your mouth , staring up at jimin and begging him to cum for you. he grabs his cock and slaps his tip against your tongue a few times before cum starts to spill out into your mouth. once he finishes , his cock goes limp as he tries to catch his breath. he looks down at you and closes your mouth with your jaw. “swallow it.” he demands. his cum is silky and sweet as it slides down your throat. you do as he says , grabbing onto his cock and cleaning up a bit more. you teasingly begin pumping him again. he swats your hands and laughs , plopping down onto the bed bench.

“if we go again i’ll pass out.” jimin says. “but i missed you.” you kiss his jawline , wanting more. he chuckles and smiles , not taking you serious. “i need to rest before we do anything else.” you give him one final peck on the lips before standing up and grabbing a new pair of panties to wear. when you walk back into the room , jimin lays naked in the bed , drifting off to sleep. “did i put you to sleep?” you tease. he smirks. “i did most of the work. i deserve a break” he extends his arm and reaches out for you. you slide into the bed beside him and rest your head on his chest , listening to his breathing as he slowly falls asleep.

written by swanlakebaby™

— dressing room quickie | pjm

prompt: hooking up in the dressing room.

⸝⸝ pairing: richbf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, bf jimin, bf material, public sex, bj, creampie, swallowing, kissing, sub gf, dom jimin, quickie

⸝⸝ word count: 2.1k

⸝⸝ note: i didn't mean to be gone for almost a WEEK...i have too many story ideas planned out and couldn't figure out what to start with and ended up not writing at all. i'm trying to post stories every 2-3 days but clearly i'm inconsistent with that ;(

-- ALSO i've been thinking about wanting to start a series of some sort so if you have ideas please send them in the requests. i'll give credit to whoever i choose, dw! requests for other story prompts are open too. thanks for reading!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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''which one?'' you ask , holding up two skirts in front of of your legs. jimin looks down and thinks for a moment. ''im not sure. you can get both.''

you glance at him. ''i know it's supposed to be a shopping spree but i don't want to get things i don't like just because i can.'' you look back in forth between the two skirts , feeling conflicted. ''i told you i'm paying , it doesn't matter. if it doesn't work out you can return it.''

''i want to be sure.'' you say softly. ''what color suits me? pink or white?'' you look up at him. ''you look good in anything.'' jimin wraps his arms around you. ''that's not a real answer. just help me please.'' jimin smiles and grabs your hand , walking to the back of the store. there , an employee stands , looking down at a table. she looks up at the couple as they approach her.

''hello , looking to try something on?'' she asks. you nod and lift up the two skirts. ''great , come with me.'' she walks down the hallway full of dressing rooms until she finds a vacant room. ''thank you.'' you say with a smile as you walk in. jimin shuts the door behind him as he walks in after you.

''um , excuse you.'' you say , furrowing your eyebrow at him. ''i've seen you naked before , go ahead.'' he sits down on the small bench and relaxes his muscles. ''what a pervert.'' you giggle as jimin reaches forward and playfully smacks your thigh.

you put down the skirts and begin to slip off your shoes and jeans. you grab the white skirt and begin sliding them on. ''what do you think?'' you do a little spin as you show off the skirt. ''mmm.'' jimin mumbles. ''turn again.''

you spin again , this time stepping closer to jimin. ''it looks great. put the other one on.'' he says. you do so, taking off the white skirt and putting it back on its hanger before grabbing the pink one. you put it on , this time standing in front of the mirror. ''i think this one is better.'' you say , analyzing yourself in the mirror. jimin slowly rises and stands behind you.

the warmth of his body heat made you nervous. you always suddenly felt self cautious anytime he was too close to you. ''so?'' you mumble anxiously. jimin places his hands on your sides , looking down at your neck. ''get it.'' he whispers. goosebumps trail down your back as he says this , almost making you shiver.

''weren't there others?'' you ask him. ''i think so. i'll be back.'' jimin steps back and exits the dressing room , heading back into the main part of the store. you take off the skirt and sit on the bench as you wait for jimin to get back.

a few minutes go by and you begin peeking your head out of the dressing room. you see jimin walking back towards you with four different skirts. ''really?'' you say sarcastically as jimin plops the skirts down onto the bench. he sits down beside them and hands you the first one. you take it and begin sliding them on. ''i don't like it.'' you say , tilting your head to the side in the mirror. ''i love florals but the fabric feels too harsh.''

jimin rubs his finger tips onto the fabric. ''i thought so too. next one.'' he grabs the next skirt and hands it to you. ''it's very summerish.'' you say , swinging side to side as the dress carelessly sways with your movements. ''i like it. it would be cute for a picnic date , don't you think?'' you smile down at him as you consider the idea. ''i think so. it looks pretty on you.''

time continues to go by as you try on these skirts. ''are we almost near the end?'' you say , growing impatient. ''yes hold on , here's the last one.'' jimin holds the skirt. you hold out your hand and wait for him to give it to you , but he doesn't. ''come here.'' he says. you step forward. jimin bends over a bit , holding the skirt open for your legs to go through. you hold onto his shoulders and slowly lift your legs one by one. jimin pulls the skirt up over you. ''i love it.'' he says.

''of course you do. it's short as hell.''

jimin giggles , rubbing your legs. ''it suits you.'' he says. ''i'm not so sure.'' you say in response. ''it's not like you have to wear it out anywhere.'' jimin whispers. ''then why would i get it?'' you cross your arms and shake your head , not quite understanding his logic. ''because i can just fuck you in it.'' jimin tugs at the skirt , looking for the price tag. ''really? be serious!'' you softly push him. ''i'm so serious.'' he stands up and looks down at you. you feel the energy in the room shift as jimin hovers above you. ''well-'' you begin feeling nervous all over again. you play with the ends of the skirt as you think of a response.

jimin smirks , knowing the affect he had on you was too much to hide. he holds your waist , running his hands over the soft velvet fabric of the skirt slowly. he bends his neck downward and gives you a small kiss. ''let's test it out.'' he says. your eyes go wide a tiny bit as the words slip out of his mouth. ''here?'' you whisper , listening to the sounds of others in their own dressing rooms as they shopped normally.

''i promise to be quiet if you will.'' jimin pulls you closer , beginning to gently rub your butt. the idea sounded tempting but you didn't wanna risk getting caught over jimin's horny shenanigans. ''i don't know..'' you say. ''let me change your mind then.'' jimin whispers as he steps back from you. he turns you around and pushes himself up against your back. you feel his bulge poke at you and swallow hard as you get increasingly more nervous to do what you're about to do.

jimin looks down as lifts up the skirt over your hips , grabbing onto your panties and roughly sliding them down. he pushes you forward against the wall. you hold onto it and stand still as jimin continues undressing you. he wraps his arms around your torso and begins to slowly unbutton your shirt. he looks into the mirror as he watches himself play with your breasts in a teasing manner.

he suddenly stops , freezing at the sound of people walking past the dressing room. once he feels the coast is clear he continues once again. he lowers his lips onto your shoulders , giving them soft kisses as he tightly clings onto the sides of your body. he moves slowly as he lets go and begins to unbutton his jeans. you turn your head and stare as he pulls out his cock.

still limp , you reach back and start rubbing on it , trying to get him hard as quickly as possible. you bring your hand to your mouth and spit , before reaching back and rubbing it over his cock. he softly groans as he becomes hard. you continue this motion for a few moments until eventually jimin becomes impatient and grabs onto your hair , pushing you forward against the wall and lifting your leg onto the dressing room bench.

you felt exposed as jimin bends down. he ducks under your thighs , lifting the one that rested on the bench. he puts his face forward , engulfing you. you shake as the feeling of his wet tongue touches the sensitive parts of your vagina. you cover your mouth , trying your best to not make noises. he continues eating you out , making soft groaning noises as he does so.

after only a few seconds of this , jimin stands back up. he wipes his mouth and slaps his dick against your butt. you whine , feeling super aroused and impatient now. you put your leg down and grab onto one side of jimin's pants. he holds his cock in one hand and uses the other to cling onto your wrist.

he slides into you , softly groaning. you turn to look at him. ''don't make noise.'' you whisper in a paranoid tone. he chuckles , not taking you seriously. he softly strokes in and out of you , quickly making you wet. he grips onto the sides of your hips and starts to go at a faster pace. soft wet sounds can be heard as jimin slams himself into you.

you push against his chest , making him stop. he slides out of you and sits on the bench. ''you're making too much noises.'' you say , sneaking a peek from under the door. ''i'm not.'' he whispers , running his hands through his hair and sitting up straight , lifting his cock. you turn your back facing him and slowly slide down on it. you sit still for a minute , adjusting to the feeling of his inches deep inside of you.

then , you begin to grind on him. jimin lays his head back onto the wall and closes his eyes with pleasure. ''you feel so good...'' he mumbles out. you smirk and continue grinding on him , quickly going faster. you place your hands on his knees and fuck yourself onto his cock , stiff inside of you. jimin grabs onto your hair and pulls it back as you bounce on him in a fast motion. he wraps it around his fist and tugs on it slightly , not pulling with full force.

the skirt slips over your butt as you continue riding him. jimin lets go of your hair and lifts up the fabric , staring down and watching as you throw yourself onto his cock.

you feel your knees weaken and let go of jimins knees. you bend forward , ready to cum. your pants become heavier and moan like as you finish onto him. at the same time , jimin stands and begins pounding you like crazy. you press up against the dressing room door. strings of your cum spilling out of you and sticking to your bodies. jimin lowly grunts , slamming into you as he creampies you. his chest moves up and down rapidly as he catches his breath.

you feel your insides becoming sticky and wet as you're now filled up with his cum. he slowly pulls out , watching as you stay bent over , allowing his cum to slowly slip out of you. you then fully stand , the fabric once again covering your butt. jimin grabs onto your neck and kisses it harshly , his eyes hazy from the satisfaction of cumming inside of you.

jimin pulls his pants back up and stuffs his cock back into his boxers. he adjusts his hair and looks in the mirror. his cheeks were a faint red color. he pressed down on them with his fingers , wanting it to go away.

he grabs onto the skirts you didn't want and grabs the handle of the dressing room door. you bend down quickly and grab onto his pants. you didn't feel finished just yet and still wanted to taste him. he notices this and smirks. ''we shouldn't risk it again.'' he says. ''i'm sure some people heard.''

you wait as he opens the door and leaves to return the clothing items to the employee. you stay down as you wait for him to come back. when he does , he giggles at you still being on your knees. you tug on his pants and pull them down , his still hard cock springing out. it was still wet with your cum , only turning you on even more.

jimin stands at the doorway , looking to both sides of the hallway. when he confirms that nobody is around , you shove his cock into your mouth. he skips a breath , placing a hand on your head. you suck him clean , licking off all of the cum on his dick. you were certain people could hear , but the paranoia of being caught quickly went as it came. jimin grabs onto your hair , starting to fuck your mouth. you look up at him with watery eyes as you let him.

he looks back down at you , his eyes half lidded. he suddenly stuffs his cock into your mouth , his body tensing up. you feel warm strings of cum trail down your throat as you swallow every last drop. jimin curses under his breath before making you stand back up , not wanting to continue any longer , knowing the chances of being caught were getting higher. ''put your clothes on.'' he whispers tiredly. you do so, taking off the skirt and putting your jeans and shoes back on.

you fix your hair up and grab your purse to re-apply your lipstick. he grabs the skirts and holds onto your hand as you exit the dressing room to go check out.

Hey can I get a Maid oc being fucked by jimin while doing the dishes!!! You can do it if you're comfortable with it!!!!!

— the maid | pjm

prompt: jimin fucking his maid.

⸝⸝ pairing: dom!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, kitchen sex, quickie, hair pulling, creampie, dom jimin

⸝⸝ word count: 943

⸝⸝ note: requests are still open! feel free to send any prompts you may have.

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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soapy water fills up one side of the sink. you start grabbing plates and silverware and plopping them into the water to soak. you see jimin pass by the kitchen and walk into his office. not thinking much about it , you get back to work. you lay a clean towel on the counter and put the dish rack on top of it.

shortly after , you grab a new clean sponge and discard the other. you begin scrubbing plates and forks and rinsing them on the other side of the sink before letting them dry. you see jimin again , but this time he makes his way into the kitchen. he doesn’t say anything , but he creeps up behind you and looks over your shoulder as you begin adding more dishes into the sink. you were used to him watching you work , so this didn’t shock you at all. you were caught off guard when jimin began rubbing the sides of your body.

you look back at him , a slight smirk across his face told you that he was in an excited mood. you smile at him softly , pushing him back with your butt , still scrubbing dishes. this wasn’t the first time you had been sexual with your boss and you enjoyed his games , but you still knew it was wrong. he chuckles , stepping back up to you , closer this time.

you feel his chest press up against your chest , his cold breath on your neck and shoulders. you shiver , realizing how close he really was. you could see him watching you rather than the dishes being cleaned. you knew what he wanted and it was you. you stop washing the dishes and turn to face him. “go away , i’m doing something right now.” you tell him , placing your hand on his chest to push him away again. he holds onto your hand , keeping it at his chest.

he pulls himself close to you and begins leaving soft pecks on your neck. you giggle at the tingling sensation. jimin puts his hands on your hips and turns you around , lifting up your dress just above your butt. “keep doing your job.” he says. you gulp nervously and dig into the sink for more dishes. you feel as his cock presses against your panties. he spreads your legs slightly apart and moves your panties out of his way. he teases the entrance of your vagina with his tip , putting it in halfway before pulling out again.

trying to come across as normal as possible , you continue cleaning the dishes as though he wasn’t there. suddenly you feel his inches force their way inside of you. you close your eyes , taking all of him in. he holds onto your sides and slowly thrusts , fucking you slowly. he moves slow , nibbling on the sides of your neck. you grab the dish liquid and squeeze some more onto the sponge , then picking up a plate and beginning to scrub off the surface.

he grabs onto your hair , not pulling it back just yet. he still watches as you rinse off dishes and put them on the dish rack to dry. he reaches his arms around your body and pulls down the neck collar of your dress over your breasts , dragging down your bra with it. the air is cold and your nipples are hard. he teases them with his fingers , kissing your shoulders and congratulating you on what a good job you were doing.

he stops for a moment , grabbing the soap. he squeezes a bit on your breasts and rubs it in , making them soapy with bubbles. you look down as he plays with your breasts , the pace of his thrusts getting faster. his balls slap against your body and the back and forth motion your hands make in the water as he fucks you accidentally makes water spill out of the sink. it only aroused you more but you knew you’d have to clean up the mess after.

jimin then grabs onto one of your legs , lifting it to rest on the counter. spreading them to that extent only made it easier for him to feel the insides of your vagina , making you even wetter and slippery. strings of pre-cum slip out of your vagina and onto the kitchen tiles. you grip onto the sink faucet with soapy hands as jimin shoves himself inside of you , roughly and deeply. your legs begin to shake as liquid squirts out of you and down your legs. jimin’s pants become soaked with your squirt. he grips onto your leg , looking down as a small puddle forms on the floor.

he throws his head back with a load groan , twitching inside of you as he slams into you with one final thrust , unleashing himself into you. you stay still for a moment , attempting to catch your breaths. he slowly slides out of you , keeping your leg on the counter and watching as his cum slides out of your vagina and plops onto the floor with the squirt. he groans and gives your butt a smack before stepping back and looking at the mess he created. he pulls up his pants , pulling down your dress over your butt and giving you a kiss on the jawline. he pinches the sides of your body before casually walking out of the kitchen , leaving you to finish the dishes and also take care of the mess.

written by swanlakebaby™

— phone sex | pjm

prompt: late night phone sex with jimin

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, bf jimin, 18+, nudity, orgasm, teasing (?), masturbation, cumming

⸝⸝ word count: 444

⸝⸝ note: kinktober 👻 day four :) i’m sooooo tired today so this one is short.. but i hope you still like it hehe. feel free to send in prompt ideas you wanna see for kinktober!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you place your phone vertically against a random object on your dresser, using it as a phone stand. you back up from the camera a bit, showing off your full body to jimin. jimin watches from the other side of the screen, admiring your figure. “i wish i was there right now.” jimin says, sucking in his breath. “me too babe.” you reply. you turn around, your back facing the camera. you slip your fingers onto the side of your panties and bend forward slightly, slowing taking off your panties and letting them fall to your feet.

“damn.” jimin says in a low voice, watching your every move. you turn back around and step out of your panties. you grab your breasts, massaging them as you look at jimin through the camera. “stop teasing me already.” jimin says impatiently, leaning back onto his bed and adjusting his camera. you giggle and grab your phone, heading over to the bed. you sit up on the bed, your legs open. you flip the camera and show jimin the view.

jimin points the camera at his boxers, his boner very evident. “please let me see it.” you tell him. jimin chuckles, shoving his hand into his boxers and pulling out his cock. he gives it a few strokes, playing with his tip as he breathes into the camera. “i love it jimin.” you say in a low voice. you put your hands in between your legs and rub at your clit. you both stop talking now, the sounds of each others soft moans being the only audio.

you feel the wetness on your fingers and pick up the pace, wanting to cum already. jimin follows your lead, picking up the pace too, pumping his cock intensely. you begin to squirm as the building sensation of an orgasm comes over you. jimin suddenly grunts and moans out, white ropes of cum spilling out onto his stomach as he orgasms. his orgasm only pushed you further to the edge, the feeling of release taking over you. you cum onto your fingers, still fingering yourself as you came.

when it was all over, you both didn’t say a word. you laid in your beds, panting and out of breath from the very quick masturbation session. after a few moments, you giggle. “that was quite quick, don’t you think so?” you ask.” jimin chuckles, “it was. i couldn’t help myself..”

“i want to go again. please.” you tell him. “really?” jimin couldn’t help but laugh. “please jimin.” you beg. jimin adjusts himself for a second before pumping his cock again, getting himself nice and hard for a second round of masturbation.

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tags: @ririkookiemonster

(comment/ dm to be added)

kitchen blowjob | pjm

prompt: sucking jimin off in the kitchen

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, bf jimin, 18+, orgasm, teasing, kitchen sex, dom jimin, sub reader, masturbation, kissing

⸝⸝ word count: 678

⸝⸝ note: kinktober 🍁 day six :) unsure if i wanna do another pjm x jjk fic or try a pjm x kth fic insteaaadddd

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you feel a pair of eyeballs dig into your skin as you make your way to the kitchen. you glance over at jimin and notice him laid back onto the couch, watching your every move with a smirk on his face. when he catches your eye, he licks his lips, relaxing his body onto the couch even more. you ignore his flirtatious tricks and go into the kitchen to start dinner.

you open the fridge and take out all of the ingredients you’d be needing for dinner except one. as you bent over into the fridge looking for this ingredient, you felt a snack on your butt as jimin approaches you from behind. you jolt in reaction to him slapping your butt and grab the ingredient before standing up straight and closing the fridge door. “really?” you say with a smile, putting all the veggies in a bowl and rinsing them under the sink.

“what’re you making?” jimin asks, standing behind you and looking over your shoulder. “you’ll know when it’s ready.” you tease. “don’t be like that. i want to know if i am going to enjoy dinner or if i should order something ahead.” jimin says jokingly. you look back at him, softly elbowing him before turning the water off and walking over to the kitchen counter.

jimin steps out of the kitchen and heads back into the living room. you continue preparing dinner. you throw the vegetables into a pan, the veggies sizzling immediately. it doesn’t take long for jimin to come back into the job then. he stands behind you, pressing his body up against yours. he wraps his arms around your waist, playing with the buckle of your shorts. “what do you need jimin?” you ask impatiently, wanting to be left alone while you cooked. he doesn’t say anything, and instead begins to softly kiss the sides of your cheeks, his hands running up and down your body. you realize what direction this was heading in and find yourself getting excited.

you tilt your head to the side as jimin kisses your neck. he then suddenly grabs you, pulling you away from the hot oven and near the fridge before pushing you down onto your knees. “i can’t help it…” he whispers, impatiently unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants down. you giggle, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his cock. you pump it a little before shoving it into your mouth.

jimin throws his head back, grabbing onto your head and slowly begins to fuck your mouth. you look up at him, gripping onto his shirt as he uses your mouth as a toy. saliva quickly builds up onto his cock and drips down onto the floor. you feel him push against your face, his grip on your hair getting tighter. he shoves himself as far into your mouth as he could, pulling away when you began gagging. he tilts your chin up, biting his lip as he looks down at you.

you don’t break eye contact with him and begin jerking him off, sticking your tongue out, wanting him to finish inside of your mouth. he rests his hand on your head, looking down at you still as he reaches his climax. his body begins to squirm and twitch as he grunts, ordering you to go faster. you swirl your tongue around his tip as you continue pumping his cock. jimin grabs onto your hair, shoving himself into you with one final thrust as he cums into your mouth. you feel his warm cum quickly fill up in your mouth.

he finally lets go of your hair and his body relaxes after his intense orgasm. you swallow his cum, licking all over his cock and cleaning it up nicely before standing back up and wiping your mouth. the smell of burning vegetables fill your nostrils and you playfully shove jimin. “you’re ruining dinner! get out.” you tell him with a giggle. “you would’ve did that on your own regardless.” jimin says as he erupts into laughter and exits the kitchen.

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tags: @ririkookiemonster

(comment/dm to be added)

his secretary | pjm

prompt: jimin fucking his secretary

⸝⸝ pairing: dom!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, dom jimin, sub reader, boss jimin, secretary, kissing, risky, sneaky, risky sex, cumming, orgasm, 18+

⸝⸝ word count: 1.6k

⸝⸝ note: kinktober 🎃 day seven :) i’ve been reading a lot of mystery books lately and i’ve decided i want to start a mini mystery series (with jimin ofc). this wouldn’t be a jimin x reader since there’d be a main character and she’d have a name… but i don’t know if people will be into that? if you are, send me name ideas in my requests :3 1. that would help A LOT & 2. i’d know people actually want to see something like that from me :,)

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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the elevator door dings, indicating you’ve reached your desired floor. you step off and look around. the hallways were empty. you frowned at the unusual sight. where is everyone? you thought to yourself. you took a left and began making your way down the quiet hallway. you stopped at the end of it and peeked into one of the meeting rooms. empty. it seemed like everyone had already left for the day, but it was only twelve.

“what do you think you’re doing?” a familiar voice said from behind you. you jump slightly and spin around. jimin stood there, his hands stuffed in his pockets as he furrowed a curious eyebrow at you. “i was just—” you start before jimin cuts you off. “save it. come with me.” he turns on his heel, not allowing you to protest and heads toward the other end of the hallway until he reaches a private office space. his office was cold and neatly decorated, a large leather chair center of his computer desk with two smaller sets of the same style of his chair on the other side. “take a seat.” he says, closing his office door.”

he sits down and folds his arms over each other onto the desk. he doesn’t say anything and instead observes you. you began feeling tense and awkward, unsure of what the hell was even going on. “so, do you want to tell me why you were wondering around instead of doing your job?” jimin says finally, typing things into his computer. “it’s not like that…i got an email from one of the executives…he needed a refill on printer ink in his office. i was just going to replace it.” you explain to him. this explanation seems to irritate jimin more than reassure him. he combs his fingers through his hair and takes a deep breath before speaking again.

“how long have you been working here?” he asks. “almost two years, you know this.” you say in response, getting annoyed yourself. “right, and you should know that the seventh floor is always cleared out during lunch time. right?” jimin says, standing up and walking over to a tall cabinet that stood against the wall of his office. he grabbed a box of printer ink out of it and placed it on his desk. “i will email him and tell him to pick it up on his own time. you don’t work for him, you work for me. remember?” jimin says, blinking a few times out of annoyance before sitting back down. “yes sir.” you say with a nod. “can i go now?” you began sitting up. “one more thing..” jimin reaches down and opens a drawer from the side of his desk, pulling out a few stacks of papers. “i need these put into official packets. i need fifteen printed copies of this packet and i need them stapled and ordered into individual files. i have an important meeting and i need them ready for it. understood?” he says.

you knew he wasn’t actually asking if you understood, so you just took the papers and stood up, adjusting your office skirt and turn around to leave his office. “dick.” you say to yourself as you reach the elevators and head back to your desk.

when the day was over, you tiredly took the elevator up to the seventh floor. you knocked on jimin’s door and a soft “come in” prompted you to open his door. you walk in and place the fifteen copies of files onto his desk. he grabs one of them and skims through it, making sure you did your job right. “excellent work per usual.” he says satisfied, placing the file back. he stands up and walks over to you, catching you off guard. “are you leaving for the day?” he asks, cocking his head to the side. “it’s three thirty so…yeah.” you say, looking down at your watch. “well, i guess i was being a bit of an asshole earlier right? i don’t want you to think i was on some sort of power trip like every other arrogant executive here.”

“mr. park, i didn’t know my opinion of you mattered so much.” you tease with a smile on your face. he chuckles, leaning back on his desk. “it does.” jimin steps closer to you, until you feel his soft breath against your skin. “stay late and have dinner with me.” he says. it didn’t seem like an option. “isn’t that quite unprofessional? it’s not even working hours.” jimin shakes his head. “don’t worry about it. what are you in the mood for?”

he reaches over his desk and picks up his phone. “i’ll just take my food to go if that’s okay. i don’t mind indian.” you say. he quickly orders indian take out and places his phone back onto his desk when he’s done. he stands there, looking at you, the same way he did earlier that day. “what..?” you ask, becoming flustered. he suddenly made you feel giddy and anxious, like he was constantly checking you out. “you don’t realize it, but you can come off quite attractive.” jimin says casually. you began to feel heat rise to your cheeks over jimin’s words. “well— thank you.” you look down awkwardly. jimin cups his hand on your chin and tilts your head up. without warning, he plants a soft kiss on your lips. pulling away slowly as he looks into your eyes. jimin smirked, knowing the affect he had on you.

he smelled clean and masculine, making you feel weak at the knees. jimin didn’t have on his suit jacket, his white collared shirt tugging at his body, showing off his lean figure. it felt like a random spark was lit and then set off between the two of you.

within the next few seconds, he was shirtless and hovering over you on his desk. his naked chest brushed against yours each time he bent down lower to give you a kiss on the lips. he began trailing them down, further and further. he made his way back up to you, his boxers rubbing against the fabric of your thin panties. your legs dangled off of his desk as he stood in between them. he opened a drawer and rummaged through a small pack of condoms, taking one out and impatiently ripping it open with his teeth. “really?” you furrow your eyebrow. “condoms in your office drawer?”

he chuckles, sliding his boxers down and putting the condom on. “don’t think i just go around fucking my employees. i was meant to take these home, i just got lucky.” he said with a wink. he slid your panties down, pulling one of your legs out of the hole. the panties casually dangled from your ankle as jimin lifted up your legs. you lay flat on his desk, ready for him. it felt as if this wasn’t your first time hooking up with him, like this was another causal friday. he slid right into you, your walls wrapping around him. he groaned as he fucked you, trying to be quiet in case any of the cleaning ladies so happened to be on this floor.

you locked his legs around his waist as he pounded himself into you, his eyes rolling back as you pushed him deeper inside of you. you held onto his arms, your back arched slightly above the desk. he sits you up and wraps an arm around your waist, picking you up causally and gently placing you back on the ground on your two feet. he turns you around and bends you forward over the desk, lifting one of your legs onto it as well. he continued fucking you, giving you light snacks on the butt.

he reached over you multiple times, covering his hand over your mouth, trying to refrain you from making too much noise. you wanted to feel all of him, the plastic barrier making frustrating you. you pull jimin away far back enough for him to slide out of you. you look behind your shoulder and wrap your hand around his dick, slowly sliding the condom off. he looks at you, furrowing his eyebrow. “are you sure?” he asks. you bite your lip and toss the condom onto the floor, turning back around and shaking your butt at him.

he wastes no time and slowly slides back into you, a low groan escaping his lips. you bit your finger, trying not to moan and try out. nothing ever compared to the full, raw, real thing. jimin couldn’t help but groan, holding onto your hips as he fucked you. he squeezed at your butt cheeks, picking up the pace a bit. you gripped onto the sides of his desk and fucking yourself back into him.

jimin’s body began to shudder as he collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. he kissed you shoulder, stuffing his face into your neck and shutting his eyes. the intense session was too much to handle and you felt yourself craving more of him, but you knew that you had to stop now while you could get away with it.

jimin finally pulled himself off of you and pulled his pants up, you did the same and pulled up your panties, pulling your work skirt back down over your butt. he grabbed the wet condom and threw it into the trash along with the wrapper.

he then sat down at his desk, clicking away at the computer. you sat across from him until the food finally came, one of the front desk ladies bringing it up for us before heading back down. you both sat in silence, like as if nothing had just happened and you figured that was how it was going to be from now on. you would go to work tomorrow and the next day, and the days after that and pretend that nothing ever happened.

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tags: @ririkookiemonster

(comment/ dm to be added)

professor | pjm

prompt: hooking up with jimin for a better grade in his class

⸝⸝ pairing: professor!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, dom jimin, sub reader, professor jimin, student, kissing, risky, sneaky, risky sex, cumming, orgasm, 18+

⸝⸝ word count: 766

⸝⸝ note: kinktober 🕷️ day eight :)

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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“you should know why you’re here.” jimin whispers into your ear, his lips grazing your skin. you swallow hard, avoiding eye contact with him. you nod and reach into your bag. “here’s the extra credit work.” you said, sliding the thin piece of paper towards him. he takes it and stares at it for a few seconds before completely ripping it into shreds.

“—what the hell?!” you say, looking down at the scattered torn pieces of paper all over the floor. “shush. you know what i want.” jimin says with a smile, brushing his soft hand against your cheek. you shut your eyes and shake your head. “i told you that the last time was that; the last time. you know this is wrong.” you say, swatting his hand away from your face. the temptation was there but you wanted to atleast try to fight against it. jimin chuckles, stepping closer to you. “playing hard to get only makes me want you even more.”

without giving you time to respond or smack him, he dives into your face for a passionate kiss. you obviously kiss him back, melting into his touch and being sucked into his game once more. you wrapped your arms around his neck, intensely making out with him. you wrapped one of your legs around him as he pushed you onto his desk. he grabbed your other leg and wrapped it around him, wrapping his arms tightly around your body. the air was hot and thick with sexual tension.

jimin roughly grabbed onto the color of your shirt and pulled it down with your bra, your tits popping out of it. he hungrily nibbles on your breasts, squeezing them and giving them little smacks. feeling impatient now, you grab at his pants and sloppily unbutton them. his pants fall the floor, his bulge looking ready to burst out.

you lay onto your back, arching and tugging at your shorts, pulling them off of your body and tossing them to the side. jimin watches and rubs himself before stepping in between your legs and playing with your thin lace panties. he took his cock out of his boxers and moved your panties to the side, keeping your legs open wide enough for him to enter you. he teases his tip against the entrance of your vagina, making you more and more aroused by the second.

his tip was glossy now from the wetness between your thighs. jimin slid in and gripped onto your sides, leaving you no time to adjust to his size. he begins pounding into you, grabbing your legs and holding them open. you lean back and prop yourself up on your palms, staring into his eyes as he fucked you. the desk squeaked and shakes with every powerful thrust, his laptop and other desk equipment shaking with it. the sound of his balls slapping against your wet skin only emphasized the passion between the both of you. you placed one hand onto his chest, pulling at his shirt as he fucked you with no mercy. you threw your head back as you enjoyed every inch of him.

jimin’s low grunts and moans filled the air. he pinched your nipples, not slowing down in fucking you.

he suddenly slides out of you and picks you up off of the desk. he moves his laptop onto his chair, along with a few of his folders and pens. he laid flat onto his desk, motioning for you to get on top of him. you placed your two hands onto his chest, propping yourself up on your feet. you begin bouncing on him intensely, each bounce pushing you closer and closer to an orgasm. he grabs your hands and intertwines his fingers in them, squeezing them tight as he encourages you to keep riding him. you pick up the pace until you’re crying out in pleasure.

he grunts and pulls his shirt up over his and before he pushes you off of him, cumming onto his stomagh. his chest rises and falls at a quick pace. you giggle, leaning forward and giving him a soft kiss before hopping off of him and the desk. he sits up and runs his fingers through his hair, in a daze.

you bend over and grab your shorts and quickly put them on before adjusting your shirt. you grab your things and fix up your hair. before leaving you turn to him. he was still wiping off the cum on his chest and gathering himself. “i expect my grade to be fixed by tomorrow.” you tell him before leaving.

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jacuzzi sex | pjm ft. jjk & kth

prompt: threesome with jimin and jungkook while taehyung records

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x !jungkook x !taehyung x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, dom jimin, taehyung, jungkook, sub reader, bf jimin, hot tub, threesome, foursome, kinky, recorded sex, kissing, cumming, orgasm, 18+

⸝⸝ word count: 975

⸝⸝ note: kinktober🐈‍⬛day nine :) today is my birthday!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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taehyung sits on the edge of the hot tub. he tightly holds the phone in his hands, trying to get a good angle. he records you and jimin sloppily making out in the water, your arms wrapped around jimin's neck as jimin grips onto your ass. jungkook rubs on your body and watches the intense makeout sesh. he swims up behind you and begins untying the thin strings from your swimsuit top until it unravels, exposing your breasts.

taehyung zooms in on them and pinches at your nipple. jimin bends down a bit and begins licking on them and massaging them with his soft hands. you hold his head and look down at him as he does so. jungkook, still behind you, softly begins to peck at your neck, wrapping a strong arm around your waist as he holds you close to him. jimin stands back up and begins taking off his swim trunks. you wait for jungkook to let go of you before you swim over to jimin and grip onto the edge of the tub.

jimin stands behind you, teasing his cock onto your butt. he's stiff and hard against you as he begins to untie the strings on the sides of your hips that held your bikini bottoms together. he slowly slid them down your legs and let them fall, the bottoms floating in the water. jimin kisses your shoulder before sliding into you. your grip on the edge of the hot tub gets stronger as you groan, throwing your head back in pleasure. jimin holds onto your sides as he begins to softly fuck you. jungkook takes his cock out and begins stroking himself as he watches jimin fuck you. taehyung stands now, shifting his position to adjust to the new angle. jimin grabs at your hair and pulls it back, tilting your head farther back as he uses one of his hands to wrap it around your neck.

water begins to splash about chaotically as jimin pounds you rough and intensely. he grunts as he slams into you, giving your butt hard smacks until it begins to burn. he holds you close to him, whispering dirty things in your ear. taehyung continues to record and occasionally point the camera down at his boner, rubbing on it before fixating the camera back on you and jimin.

jungkook gets out of the hot tub and makes his way around it until he's standing in front of you. already knowing what to do, you open your mouth wide and let him stuff his inches into your mouth. he begins to fuck your mouth, wrapping your hair around his fist. jimin fucks you at the same time, the both of them enjoying themselves and pleasuring you. jungkook takes his dick out of your mouth and teases his tip against your tongue before eventually pulling back. jimin slides out of you and switches positions with jungkook. jungkook now began fucking you as jimin made you suck him off.

jimin's half lidded eyes looked down at you as you stroked him off while sucking his cock. he held your head gently as jungkook began fucking you too. taehyung took out his dick now, jerking himself off to the view.

jungkook stopped, flipped you around and pushed you against the edge of the hot tub and lifted your legs and locked them around his waist. you held onto him tight, leaning onto the rim of the tub. jungkook held you as he fucked you in a missionary like position. you locked eyes with him, the intensity of the situation growing. taehyung zoomed into the view of him sliding in and out of you rapidly, his balls slamming against you.

you placed your hand against his bare chest, water dripping down his hair and flicking at your face. jungkook suddenly stopped and began to shudder inside of you, filling you up instantly. you gasp at the unexpected surprise as jungkook curses under his breath. you giggle, pushing him out of you and getting out of the tub. you get onto one of the pool-side lounge chairs and get onto all fours. jungkook and taehyung step out of the tub, taehyung giving him the phone to record now. jimin stands behind you, quickly thrusting into you and resuming where he had left off with you prior. the wetness of jungkooks cum mixed in with yours as jimin fucked you, your juices getting all over him.

he gripped onto your hips tightly, squeezing them as he felt himself getting near the edge. jungkook made sure to keep a stable angle as he zoomed in to jimin's face, pointing the camera to your butt and recording the rough smacks to your butt. you pulled at taehyung's swimming shorts and pulled him close to you. you began sucking him off as jimin fucked you, looking up at him with watery eyes as he pushed himself further into your mouth.

jimin then came into you, staying still for a moment before sliding out, his cum beginning to drip out of your pussy. he stands off to the side trying to catch his breath. taehyung quickly stands behind you, wanting his turn. he rubs his tip against your entrance, playing with the cum dripping out of you. you giggle and get on your back, your legs open for him.

he hovers over you, entering you slowly.

he intertwines his fingers with yours as he fucks you, giving you gentle and soft kisses along your collar bone and neck area. it doesn't take long for him to cum too, he sits up and sprays his cum onto your stomach with intense grunts, running his hands through his hair afterwards as he closes your legs and stands up.

all four of you out of breath now, you grab the phone from jungkook and stop the recording.

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seven minutes in heaven | pjm

prompt: seven minutes in heaven but with jimin

♡ pairing: bts!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, soft jimin, bts jimin, fem reader, bf jimin, intoxication, quickie, quick sex, kissing, cumming, orgasm, 18+

♡ word count: 1k

⸝⸝ note: kinktober 🤍 day twelve :)

• nsfw/18+

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“okay jimin, it’s your turn to spin the bottle next!” jungkook shouts excitedly, putting the empty soju bottle back into the center of the small group. the music was loud, the vibrations from the bass bouncing off of the walls.

jimin shrugs and casually spins the bottle. the group is quiet and attentive, eager to see who it lands on. the bottle begins slowing down. the group gets riled up, pointing at who they think it’ll land on. the bottle eventually comes to a full stop, pointed directly at you. the group snickers and giggles, pushing on you as they tease you. “oh shush.” you say, rolling your eyes and standing up.

jimin smirks and looks up at you as he slowly stands up. you follow behind him to the closet of the room. “have fun you two, and use protection if you have any!” someone from the group shouts with a giggle. you walk into the closet and turn the light on. you stand in front of jimin awkwardly, folding your arms across your chest. he stands there with his hands in his pockets.

awkward tension quickly builds, making you feel uncomfortable. you just wanted the seven minutes to quickly come and go. “so..” jimin says quietly. “so nothing. im still upset with you.” you snap.

“it was a long time ago, i told you this.” jimin says, stepping closer to you. “i don’t care.” you place a hand on his chest, refraining him from coming any closer. he leans his head down above you, staring at you. the heat coming off his body felt almost intoxicating.

“i don’t want you upset with me.” he says, not taking his eyes off of you. “you should’ve thought about that before doing what you did.” you push against his chest but his body is stiff in place. jimin chuckles. “you have me all to yourself for seven minutes— well five now.” you furrow your eyebrow. “and then after that? zero minutes. you’ll be off entertaining someone else again. i’ll pass.” you attempt to escape the trap he had you in and exit the closet. jimin blocks you and doesn’t allow you to pass. “give me atleast one kiss.” jimin puckers his lips stupidly as he waits for a kiss.

after a few moments, you give in and give him a small peck on the lips. when you pull back, jimin smirks and wraps his hand around your neck, pulling you back in for another kiss. your body completely melts under his touch and you kiss him back. “there. now back up.” you say. “don’t pretend to not enjoy kissing me.” jimin says, finally pulling back. the space goes quiet again. the only sounds being the music and shouting from outside in the party.

“you’ve got four minutes you two!” jungkook shouts. “see. that’s should be enough time for me to do what i wanna do to you.” jimin says with another smirk. “you’re gross.” you say with a small smile. you couldn’t help but feel flustered by his comment.

jimin slowly begins wrapping his arms around you, lowering his hands over and under your skirt. he begins playing with the edge of your panties, twisting the thin fabric in between his fingers. instead of being defiant, you stay still and look up at him. he bends his head down and begins kissing your neck sloppily, nibbling the sensitive skin on your collar bones. you wrap your arms around him and wrap a leg around his waist. things become intense then, jimin quickly pulling back and unbuttoning his pants. he wastes no time in taking off his boxers and exposing himself.

“i’ve needed you for so long.” he says with a groan, grabbing you and flipping you over, your face against the wall. you place your palms against the wall as jimin toughly pulls your underwear down to your ankles. he quickly slides into you, running his hands up and under your shirt, cupping his hands around your breasts as he impatiently fucks you. you try your best to conceal your moans. jimin grunts with every thrust, your wetness coating his inches.

he slides his hands down to your sides and grips them tightly. “two minutes!” jungkook shouts. jimin gets frustrated and grabs at your hair, lifting up your leg and fucking you with full force. your body pushes up against the wall, jimin slamming into you. you push him away and get on your knees. you grab his dick and put it in your mouth, sucking him off. he grabs your head and fucks himself your mouth. you reach your hand up and grip onto his shirt. jimin looks down at you with a smirk as you look up at him, his cock stuffed into your mouth.

jimin takes his dick out with a loud pop and stands you back up. “30 seconds!” jungkook says. “i wonder what’s happening.” he says to the group with a giggle.

he turns you over again, sliding back into you. he roughly places his hands back on your hips tightly. he pounds you, not slowing down until his body begins to shake. he releases his cum into you with a loud grunt. giving you deep hard strokes as your leg begins to twitch.

“time is up freaks! come on out.” jungkook bangs on the door. you bend over and pull your panties back up and try fixing up your hair as best as you can. jimin pulls up his pants. when you turn to face him, you see your lipstick marks all over his face and jawline. you giggle, but don’t mention it. “what?” jimin says. “nothing. let’s go.” you open up the closet door and walk out. “damn, what did yall do?” jungkook says, his eyes widening at jimin’s face. “mind your own.” jimin says as he sits back down. the group looks at him, their eyes fixated on this kiss marks. you can’t help but giggle as you sit back down.

“who’s next?” you ask the group.

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tags: @ririkookiemonster

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Man in the Woods ( Hoseok Smut)

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Summary: A couple gets lost in the woods, and to their luck, they find a nice house in the woods owned by a mysterious, handsome man. As they delve deeper into the strange man, they find out all his dirty twisted secrets he tries not to unleash.

18+ (warnings: blood mention, passing out)

(Notes: I'm grateful even by getting a few likes. I know this story is a little goofy. Well, it's meant to be! I'm not trying to make our characters perfect.)

"Oh my god" Areum cried as she desperately gripped on to the smooth wooding railings of the wooden cabin that just happened to be smack dab in the middle of nowhere. It seemed to be kept up nicely. The house owner even had vineyards of whatever he was growing surrounding the sides. But something about it was... off. Who would want to live in the middle of absolutely nowhere? Or perhaps that's just what Areum thought. She was so happy that nothing else in the world mattered. Not even this strange person's house.

Jubgkook widened his eyes not at the house but at Areum's condition as the light finally shined on her skin that was dirty from running so carelessly through the woods "OH MY GOD AREUM-"

"Shut it Jungkook I don't want to hear from you." She snapped at him as she knocked on the door.

"Areum wait! We can't be knocking on the door like that. This guy could be a murderer, ex confict, or anything!"

"I don't care! If I die I'd rather die here!"

There was no answer.

"No. answer the damn door!" Areum got frustrated. Somebody had to be here." She started to knock on it countless times, each getting louder and louder before Jungkook tried to stop her. The door finally opened.

"May I help you?" A tall man, slightly buff man loomed over them. He was wearing a black, slightly unbutton dress shirt that defined his sharp abs and some plain jeans. He looked about 20-21, but boy, was he HOT. So hot both Jungkook and Areum sunk under pressure by his honey brown eyes staring through their soul. Jungkook spoke first, "Please help my friend she's"

"No, Jungkook, I'll do the talking! You'll screw it up. My friend and I have been lost in the woods for three days straight without food, shelter, or water, and we don't know how to even get back to our town. Damn, any town at this rate! We.. we..." Areum noticed that the stranger didn't look her in the eye. Areum. His eyes were locked onto her hip, which made her slightly uncomfortable. "What are you staring at." She looked down with him and finally saw it.

Her hip was severely scratched. The wound was bleeding profusely, and part of tree bark was loging in. "Oh... Oh god." She felt everything go black at that point. Feeling strong arms holding catching her back as she passed out so no more damage would be done.

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Peeks of the sun glimmered on her face, she scrunched her eyes and looked around her, adorned in white cotton sheets and blankets. She felt a cold compress on her forehead. She was in a nicely kept room with colorful elegant portraits that decorated the walls. The fluffy pillow was hugging her head, and the blanket, oh, the blanket, had the nerve to be heated. She smiles to herself and closes her eyes once again, drifting into a peaceful sleep yet was interrupted by Jungkook's loud sigh. "We have to get out of here. This guy's weird."

"Just so we could be stranded again. No thank you."

"Why are you being so salty? I'm the one who pointed out the house!" He scoffs

"And I'm the one who ran to it. I'm trying to rest, please leave me alone. Go tell your followers you're alright"

"Oh, I tried, but Hoseok made it clear to me not to record. He literally took my phone"

"What?"

"Yeah, he straight up snatched it away!"

"Maybe he was uncomfortable with his house being displayed to millions of followers, Kook."

"Yeah... maybe.. but still, he gives me vibes. like...like alpha vibes."

"Ew can you freaking stop?"

A deep voice could suddenly be heard from the doorway that scared the hell out of both of them.

"You're awake."

Areum looks at the mysterious man that sheltered thembcoming in the cozy room with a tray of food in his hand. "I made you breakfast. I wasn't quite sure what you prefer, though, so I made a little of everything. Excuse my indecisiveness. " This man had no emotion when he spoke, but he somehow made it seem so sexy. Maybe Areum was deprived from human life and just got rejected from her crush of three years, but forget that! She was living the DREAM. Like the literal dream, she only lived on Wattpad or Tumblr. A hot guy in his cabin took her in and is now giving her breakfast in bed.

Hoseok was quite the interesting man, twisted in his own ways but rarely ever showed the public. In fact, he hates attention, the fast world, the glory, and glitz. that's why he lives here. Some call him the lone ranger, loner, or depressed but he calls himself found. He knows himself, and he is quite content with what he has. Usually, he doesn't get company well... never. he used to, but not now. When these two... scrawny young adults came knocking at his door he was about to tell them to get lost, but one was injured, so it was basically his human right to help her. He was cold, but he wasn't a monster or at least so he thoughtm "Jungkook your phone is blowing up with calls. You probably want to pick them up."

"b-but you took it away."

"I didn't take it away." He tilts his head at the accusation."I told you to take it elsewhere, and you willingly handed it to me.. which was a bit weird. You could use it, but I'd respect if you don't record or tell anyone where property is."

"o-okay." he soon rushes out to get his phone that was lying on the counter.

"Let me help you up." the man lays the mini table on her thighs and gently help her up to rest on the soft cushiony bed frame.

"Th-thank you." she meekly says.

He sits beside her, his eyes finally overlooking her messy face. Yesterday, it was just her hip he had to repair, and after, he was so tired. He had to clean his burnt pig from his grill and just crash in his bed but before doing that he had to hear Jungkook's whole story about his company, how he met aruem, how he thought he was going to die, how he found the pent, he even went into why his mom left him and all Hoseok could do was nod his head. He didn't ask him for the information, but i guess Jungkook felt inclined to do so. This guy was very cocky and he just had another reason to remote himself from society. As he looked at her face, She looked more mature than she did yesterday. As the raw sunlight hit her face, her smooth skin glowed he stared at her for some time as she broke her bread and started eating. She had this aura to her that sparked something about her, but nonetheless, she was still a stranger.

A stranger Hoseok didn't want in his house. "Are you okay now."

"Uh, yeah just sore. I guess I got pretty bruised up yesterday." She sips on her hot chamomile tea that felt amazing going down her throat she then stopped midway."Mm, oh yeah. thank you so much for taking us in. I really thought we were going to die yesterday. Um, is there any way I could repay you? I could always zelle you money -"

"No need, you were hurt its only humane to help." He sighed and stood up from the bed. Extending his hand to her. " I guess I should probably introduce myself. I'm Hoseok."

Areum smiles and holds out her hand "I'm Areum, it's nice to meet you. I'm sorry about my friend."

He takes her hand and shakes it gently yet firmly. "I thought he was your husband."

"God no." She whispers. "Um, if you tell us where town is, we'd be on our way! I don't want to bother you anymore than I've already done." she sighs. She knows that soon, eventually, she needs to leave this man alone and stop simping over him. Damn, he probably has a wife and kids with how fine he looks. "You probably have a wife or kids or things to attend to."

"No..." His eyes fly to her body and then back to her eyes so carelessly. His manners were loose but so unapologetic. . Yes, it's been awhile since... he's...

"Just me... Look. As you could tell, we're pretty deep in the woods. There's only one street down the main way, but it's still secluded from everything. If you two try to walk it, you'll die from heat exhaustion, or you'll freeze to death like you've almost done." he sighs."There's a bus stop, but it doesn't come until three months"

Areum stopped chewing and looked up at the male. "Theee month." okay okay okay now reality is setting in. She'll for SURE GET FIRED.

"Yes sweetheart." He crossed his arms and rested his figure on the doorframe

Okay, no time to blush over the pet name, but THREE MONTHS, Her life and income are ruined. "Oh my god." she coughed as she suddenly lost her appetite. "If you have anybody to call, use this phone. If you need anything, i'll be in the living room. Everything here is at your use just... don't go in the basement.."

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