Traffic Dilemmas

Traffic Dilemmas

Description x Warnings:

Y/n and Jimin have a first date, but Jimin’s shy bladder interrupts things. Cue in the traffic and a desperate boy. Fun ensues.

(Omorashi, Shy!Jimin, Very slight dom/sub elements, Mostly fluffy I guess, Desperation, Self Wetting.)

“Um. Jimin, are you sure you’re okay?” You ask again, watching as he crosses and uncrosses his legs for the 3rd time.

Jimins eyes shoot up to meet yours and you can see the nervousness.

“Y-yeah. I’m fine.” He promises, throwing you a fake smile.

You narrow your eyes at him not convinced, but then decide to ignore his strange behavior. You continue to eat your food and talk to him, laughing at his cute jokes. The date was going well. It ends well too, and as you walk back to the car, you notice that Jimin is squirming again. He opens the door for you with a tight smile and you enter, thanking him. He shuts the door and you watch as he hobbles to the drivers side, wincing with each step.

The drive back to your place is slow, traffic being the main cause. The night is bright with the red of vehicle tail lights, illuminating the road in a crimson red. The honking of cars is loud, penetrating even the closed windows of the car.

As the car comes to another stop on the congested road, you hear a loud whimper next to you. You turn to see Jimin squirming and panting, thighs squeezing together.

“Alright, that’s enough. Jimin, get outta the car.” You say, stepping out into traffic. 

You walk over to Jimin’s side and pull open the door. He stares at you in shock as you pull him out of the car by his hand. You look up at him and sigh.

“Since you won’t tell me whats wrong, you can’t drive. Plus you’re gonna get us killed with all that squirming.” You scold slightly. He sighs and walks over to the passenger side, pouting angrily.

A couple of minutes later, you’re both seated in the car thats barely moved an inch, and Jimin is trying his best to stifle his whimpers and whines. You watch as he brings his hand down to his crotch and a look of realization flashes across your face.

“Jimin. Do you need to pee?” You ask gently, not wanting to spook him.

JImin tenses in his seat and lets out a sigh of frustration.

“I-I have a shy bladder, okay? It was our first date a-and I didnt wanna leave to go to the bathroom, you know?” He stammers, making up excuses.

“I understand. You know if you keep holding it, you’re gonna hurt yourself. I can see a bulge through your pants babe. That’s not healthy.” You tell him gently.

He lets out a weak laugh. “I-I’m fine. Really.” He lies, but theres a clear look of pain on his face.

“Jimin… You can let go. I don’t mind.” You whisper.

Jimin immediately refuses, head snapping in your direction.

“Heck no! I’ll hold it. I-I’m not a kid you know…” He mumbles, gritting his teeth as the urge to pee reaches threatening levels. His knees start to bounce sporadically and he starts to whimper.

“Jimin, I’m serious. Let go. Right now.” You respond firmly, sending him a glare.

Jimin shakes in his seat, unable to respond to you. His cheeks are crimson with shame, eyes threatening to spill tears. He mumbles out the word ‘no’, hands gripping at his crotch.

You sigh and wait for the inevitable to happen, and seeing as the traffic had completely stopped moving, it was going to happen. And it finally did.

Jimin let out a dry sob of humiliation as the first spurt of piss hit his boxers. He clenched his thighs together and panicked, but it was too late. The steady stream of piss left him, hitting his boxers and sliding down his thighs, a hissing sound so loud, it was heard over the honking of the cars that surrounded yours. You watched as Jimin essentially falls apart, whimpering and whining, stream weakening to a slow flow, to a trickle, then stopping. Jimin kept his face downwards, staring at the wet mess that spread on his thighs, soaking the car seat. The scent of piss filled the car. The cars finally start moving again, and you drive home with Jimin in complete, utter silence. 

You both arrive at your place and you park. Jimin remains silent, looking down still. You sigh and turn to him.

“Come on. Let’s go inside. You’ve had a tough day. You can sleep over.” You say, sending him a sweet smile.

Jimin’s head shoots up and tear filled eyes meet yours.

“I-I-I thought…” He trails off, lip quivering.

You sigh and reach forward, cupping his cheek with your palm.

“You thought I’d be grossed out? Send you home alone? No way. You couldn’t help it. You were desperate.” You coo at him, running your thumb over his soft skin.

He immediately starts to stutter out apologies.

“I-I really wanted this date to be amazing! I-I don’t know what happened b-b-but I’m so sorry!” He says, hoping to make you understand.

“Jimin. I’m really fine. Honest. I’m actually glad you let go. You could have hurt yourself. I’m not mad, okay? Plus, this date was perfect. Really. Now calm down.” You respond, smiling gently at the shy boy.

He blushes and nods, feeling hope bloom in his chest. He pulls open the car door and stumbles out, embarrassment reigniting when he sees how soaked the car seat is. He shuts his door and walks to your side, then he pulls your door open. You smile and get out of the car. Jimin shyly looks at you, cheeks red.

“Th-Thank you Y/n. Really.” He whispers, grateful that you were giving him this chance, since  he sincerely liked you.

“It’s okay Jimin. Come on. Let’s get inside.” You say to him, and you walk alongside him to the front door.

As the weeks go by, and you and Jimin officially start dating, everything feels perfect. But you can’t help but think back to your first date. You think of how desperate he was, about how he cried, about how he squirmed, and the little sounds he made. It always got you wet.

So the day you purposely made him drink over 10 cups of water with the claim that you were ‘worried about his health’, you knew what you were aiming to achieve. More mental snippets of his desperation and frustration. But Jimin isn’t stupid. He notices his girlfriends secret needs, and decides to give her what she wants, even if it costs him his dignity.

Besides, who’s to say they’re not both enjoying their little games?

it’s finally here🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

tentacledipity | four

➛pairing: jimin x reader

➛genre: alien au, space au, soulmate au, wanted au, smut (coming)

➛rating: sfw

➛words: 8.1k

➛warnings: none! well, a sprinkle of grinding and tentacle mentions but other than that *shrugs*

➛notes: finished this in the early hours of the morning so please dont mind any spelling or grammar mistakes if there are any pls & thank u!! also thank u for being so patient, uni isn’t kicking my ass per se but it’s definitely taking up a lot of my time these days! i hope u all like the next does of tentacle adventures!

ps; I will add links at a later date! pls enjoy & lmk what u think!

This tale starts, as any good fiction does, with a girl crash landing on a foreign planet. And, like any good fiction, it follows a theme of serendipitous happening, and tentacles. Behold, serendipity and tentacles— or dare we call it…. tentacledipity.

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“What, you’re not even going to try and stop me?”

At your question, the two males shared an exasperated look.

“Well, no,” Jongin answered plainly, pointing an accusatory finger your way as he narrowed his eyes halfheartedly. “What is the point? You are just going to get away, anyway.”

Your incredulous gaze was drawn to Jongdae next, as he continued where his partner left off. He seemed entirely too pleased with himself, lips curled in a smug, kittenish grin and his expression sly, marks coloured light yellow. “Besides, we are no longer required to watch you. We have been relieved of our duties. Which, personally, I am more than glad for. I think I have aged more than ten sweeps from the stress alone of trying to keep track of you. Really, are all humans so slippery?”

“No, probably not. Just me.” You shrugged in answer, before his earlier words caught your attention and you gaped. “Wait—what do you mean ‘relieved of your duties’? I’m free?”

Jongin shrugged, stretching indolently across the cushioned swing that you’d found him and Jongdae reclining on, out on a patio near your rooms, when you’d attempted to sneak out of the wing. Now that you thought about it, they did have a particularly carefree air right now, something you weren’t really expecting considering how wired you’ve seen them some days.  Jongdae swung one leg over the other, completely lax. The action left you in a state of shock, almost.

You continued to sputter for a moment, your brain unable to comprehend the sudden change in the status quo. Sure, this whole time you’d protested the fact that they thought you needed babysitting—ignoring the fact that it was thanks to an incident that came about thanks to you being a dumbass. But, if you weren’t under ‘watch’ anymore… who were you going to have fun evading and escaping? This was the highlight of your days sometimes, what were you going to do now that you couldn’t do it anymore? This felt like a big disruption to the routine you’d established here.

“Do not know, do not care,” Jongdae smiled at you. “We have not been told what will be happening.”

“Wh-what so I’m just, I’m just supposed to sneak around and pretend there are people trying to catch me?” you burst, feeling a little indignant. They should have consulted you first! This was unfair. “Who am I supposed to torment when I’m bored? Who am I supposed to trick with sweets and flee while they’re distracted?!”

Jongin lurched forward, eyes wide. “So you ADMIT that you did that to trick us!”

“No!” you wailed, mournfully. You turned away, dramatic as they likely expected you to be. “They were friend gifts… but I guess they mean nothing now. I’m… I’m leaving. I’m ending my friendship with you two. I’ll…I’ll find some other guard friends— better guard friends— who will chase me as long as I want them to!”

You stomped your foot, fighting a smile at the sound of their barely restrained snorts. You give them a half-hearted glare over your shoulder before turning and yelling, “Don’t look for me! You won’t find me!”

The second you started to walk away they could no longer hold their laughter and the sound of it makes you grin as you retreat down the hall, not bothering to try and sneak as you had earlier now that you knew no one was there to catch you. It was oddly liberating, to be honest, and you didn’t quite know what to do with the freedom. Maybe that’s because even when they were ‘watching’ you, you weren’t exactly restricted. Really, it was a wonder Jimin made them try for so long when it clearly had little to no effect.

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