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THE PARADISE PARADOX. PJM / M!READER

summary. jimin loves the way you taste.

wc. 3k (nsfw under the cut)

tags. smut | established relationship, vampire “fuck gender” jimin, top reader + bottom jimin (who’s in charge changes), big dick!reader (so real), riding, begging, fingering, praise (r. receiving), unprotected sex, swearing, blood + blood drinking

it is a dark night, but perfectly clear. what little breeze wandering through the streets carries itself with a flippant sing-song hum, teasing the brims of hats and the silk ties of businesspeople. it travels towards the centre of the city and eases the flushed skin of drunks who overestimated their limits, brushing over their backs in sympathy as they empty their stomachs into the bins.

at last, it twirls around a blond’s hair, fine strands of spun gold fluttering as the breeze settles, like a puppy finding its owner. he brushes a lock of hair out of smoky, vivacious eyes and smiles behind a black mask.

“thank you for coming out with me tonight,” he hums, interlacing his fingers around his knees. “whenever you’re around, i always feel better.”

you smile and lean back on your palms, the concrete rough on your skin. you turn your eyes skyward, squinting through the pollution in search of stars. you find none in the sky, but then you drop your gaze to his, and you find everything you’re looking for in those dark eyes. “glad to be of service, young master.”

he rolls his eyes and they crinkle at your pretentious cadence. behind him, the nightclub throbs with life, blood, and bass. “i’m not all that young,” he comments, tucking his hair behind his ear. “haven’t been for quite a while.”

“really?” you lean closer, inspecting his face. you brush your knuckles down the curve of his cheek. “oh. i see. hiding the crow’s feet with smudged makeup? how infinitely clever.”

he shoves your shoulder and huffs at your laughter. “you think you’re so funny…”

“c'mon, peaches. you know i’m joking – pouts look cute on you.”

he nudges your ankle with his chunky doc martens and rises to his feet, dusting off his dark pants with a grumpy sigh. he glances back at you expectantly. “you’re supposed to disagree with me. that’s how being my boyfriend works. i don’t even want to sit with you anymore.”

you stare up at him with big eyes. he shakes his head, and when your head begins to tilt, he crouches down in front of you. his white shirt hangs open over his collar and only a single button is done up right over his belt, revealing a plentiful expanse of ivory skin. upon noticing the low drop of the shoulder seams, you realise that you have finally found your missing shirt.

in fairness, he looks much better in it.

“eyes up, lovely.” he bumps the soft skin beneath your chin and your gaze flickers upwards. he smiles behind his mask. “better. now, no more puppy eyes. that's my ace card.” he pauses. “you’re mostly forgiven, by the by, because i’m still hungry. will you stand up, or will you just sit there and make sad faces at me until one of us gets a kiss?”

“i really like the idea of the last word you said.”

he bumps your cheek with the front of his mask and his eyes turn into sweet crescents as he hums. “is that enough to persuade you into helping me?”

he places his ringed hands on your knees. it’s three in the morning and the streets are empty, filled with nothing but shadows of shadows, and the neon pink sign behind you reflects the shimmery glitter brushed onto his eyelids. little pink hearts glow in the corners of his irises, the name of the club barely a smudge of white, and he giggles in victory as you push yourself to stand. he takes your offered hand and swings it between your bodies as you cross the street, a light skip in his step.

you glance down at him with an easy smile and press a kiss to the crown of his hair. “so – hungry, huh? club didn’t satisfy your needs?”

“no.” his eyes darken the longer you hold his gaze, warm and heavy. he nearly purrs, “indulge me, love, and i’ll forgive you for being so mean.”

he snakes his hands over your chest and around your shoulders, careless in the empty streets. naturally, your hands come to rest on his waist. that sharp gaze of his burrows its way through your very being, and his eyes curve as if he’s smirking under that mask; he knows what he does to you, brushing the pad of his finger against your warm jugular so innocently. you could drown in him – his lips, his smiles, his soft skin and softer words. he runs his thumb gently over your bottom lip.

indulgence has always been your worst sin.

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pairing: jimin x m!reader; jungkook x m!reader (platonic)

genre: fluff

notes: reader is the second youngest

you just got home from the company after a full day of working on the new comeback. it was a bit past midnight and the whole house was oddly silent, except for the occasional snores from namjoons room. you took note off the tv light coming from underneath the maknaes door and the slightly open door from jimin’s room “ahh, they must be playing games again” you told yourself while slipping silently into your room, happy to finally be able to take a shower and go to sleep.

after showering and changing, you threw yourself onto your bed, wrapping the fluffy blankets around you and letting the chilly air lure you to sleep. after what felt like seconds you woke up with the sound of your door opening. without moving your head you looked at the clock on your bedside table, realising your sleep wasn't only for a few seconds, but for a few hours. you felt arms slip around your waist from behind as the mattress sank behind you, the creak from it being silenced by the door closing.

another pair of arms wrapped themselves around you but from the front this time, warmness enveloping you as your blanket was wrapped around the three of you. the figure in the front made themselves comfortable with their head on your chest as the one behind you snuggled they head in your back.

judging by the dark-brown hair that tickled your neck and the slightly vannila scent that came from behind you, you could tell that jimin and jungkook got tired of video games “what are you two doing up at this hour ?” you whispered.

you could feel them tensing up at the sound of your husky voice ‘’sorry we woke you up hyung..” murmured the younger boy in front of you “..we couldn't sleep” continued the pink-haired boy behind you “just shut up and sleep” you said, pulling them closer by their hands and finally falling asleep again, wrapped in the boys' warmness.

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pairing: jimin × gn!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: ok this took me way over an hour..

slowly closing the front door, you kick off your shoes and throw your bag on the floor. this week has been absolutely exhausting, full of sleepless nights and exams. your stress level was through the roof and you didn't even remember the last time you slept more than 20 minutes.

the driveway was empty, sign that your parents left to go on vacation as they told you a few weeks ago. yet, the house was nothing but silent. the sound of the washing machine and the pots on the stove were muffled by your favourite songs around the house, the sound of dishes being washed still loud enough.

you felt tears filling up your eyes as the smell of your favourite dish entered your nose. this week you just felt alone. your parents were busy with their jobs and now their vacation, your friends were busy with their exams and you had nothing to do but study so you could pass your own.

making your way to the kitchen, you smiled softly when you saw the only person who could make you feel better dancing around while doing the dishes. your boyfriend, jimin. his back was facing you as he was washing dishes, an apron wrapped over his shirt and joggers.

he put the last bowl down on the drying rack and turned off the water after washing his hands one last time. jimin turned around and flinched when he saw you, a small gasp leaving his pink lips “damn love, you sca-'' he suddenly stopped, his bright smile dropping at the sight of your wet cheeks and red eyes

''why are you crying ? is everything ok ?" a look of worry took over his face as he made his way over to you, engulfing you in a tight hug as your dam broke, soft sobs escaping your lips as your hands gripped the back of his shirt.

your knees gave up and you both of you softly collapsed on the kitchen floor, your weight being supported by jimin. one of his hands was wrapped around your waist and the other was behind your head, playing with your hair as you nuzzled your head in his neck while breathing his cologne.

he always had this thing in him. the way his cologne or body wash smelled whenever you would nuzzle your head in his neck or chest, the way he engulfed you in warmness whenever he would cuddle or hug you, the way he took care of you every day, making sure you eat and sleep properly and always made sure you knew how much he loved you. no matter where you were or what you were doing, as long as you were with him you felt at home.

when your sobs finally tuned to occasional sniffs he pulled away, his hands immediately finding your cheeks and wiping your tears away. ''what happened love ?" he asked slowly, like you were made out of porcelain and he was scared to break you.

you looked into his eyes to reassure him that you were ok ''i was so stressed with all the exams and seeing all of this made me realise i'm so grateful to have you minnie. i love you so much" you said, covering his hands with yours and smiling.

his face turned into a wide grin before he pressed his lips on yours ''i love you more. but come on now, let's eat and sleep. i know you're tired'' he said, helping you up.