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me, you, and this thing we have between us (NSFW)

Grouping: Reader x Jimin

Word Count: ~3.7k 

Warnings: everything is graphic and gross lmao, blowjobs (face f*cking), boob job (not the one w/ silicon inserts), cunnilingus, dom!jimin if u squint, cumplay if u squint again, dirty talk/degrading language, penetrative sex (doggy style), unprotected sex, PREGNANCY KINK that’s a big one

Summary: You’re pregnant and jimin is…happy about it

The doctors had prepped both you and Jimin in regard to the way your hormones would change now that you were expecting. Luckily for the both of you, the pregnancy had been fairly smooth for the first few months. The morning sickness was mild and the mood swings had been light, so he was very startled to wake up one Saturday morning and find you crying in your shoe closet like the world was ending.

“What? What’s the matter? Is it the baby?” He grabbed you gently by the elbow to pull you out of the slumped position on the floor.

“No,” you sniffed wetly, “God, no.”

“So, what’s the matter?”

“Look at me, Jimin. What do you notice?” He hesitated a bit, looking you over slowly. He thought he knew what you were getting at, so he tried to answer honestly. 

“You look like you got bigger.” 

“Exactly. I look like a fucking hot air balloon!”

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me, you, and this thing we have between us (NSFW)

Grouping: Reader x Jimin

Word Count: ~3.7k 

Warnings: everything is graphic and gross lmao, blowjobs (face f*cking), boob job (not the one w/ silicon inserts), cunnilingus, dom!jimin if u squint, cumplay if u squint again, dirty talk/degrading language, penetrative sex (doggy style), unprotected sex, PREGNANCY KINK that’s a big one

Summary: You’re pregnant and jimin is…happy about it

The doctors had prepped both you and Jimin in regard to the way your hormones would change now that you were expecting. Luckily for the both of you, the pregnancy had been fairly smooth for the first few months. The morning sickness was mild and the mood swings had been light, so he was very startled to wake up one Saturday morning and find you crying in your shoe closet like the world was ending.

“What? What’s the matter? Is it the baby?” He grabbed you gently by the elbow to pull you out of the slumped position on the floor.

“No,” you sniffed wetly, “God, no.”

“So, what’s the matter?”

“Look at me, Jimin. What do you notice?” He hesitated a bit, looking you over slowly. He thought he knew what you were getting at, so he tried to answer honestly. 

“You look like you got bigger.” 

“Exactly. I look like a fucking hot air balloon!”

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Thinking About You (M)

▹Word count: 10.6k

▹Genre: romance, angst, fluff, comedy & smut

[Warning; Swearing, references to drug use, alcohol and sex. Explicit sexual references and scenes. Mentions of low self-esteem and insecurity! If these sorts of stuff trigger you. Please do not read.] ⚠︎

University! au frat boy x female insecure reader (first time) | reupload from the old blog

The Reader is a virgin in this fic. You have had a massive crush on Park Jimin since the very start of University. There is one big thing stopping you from pouncing on him every chance you get and it is this thing called Insecurity. You both are now second-year students who have been building up this obvious sexual tension between the two of you since the very first day you met. You are too shy to act on the building sexual tension until a frat party held by Jeon Jungkook changes everything between you and Jimin. A little liquid courage seems to do the trick! 

A/N: Sorry I’ve been gone for so long guys!!! I hope you enjoy this fic! Jimin has been driving me crazy lately. 

“Hey, you both look like -totally exquisite tonight! I’m so glad you guys could make it! You both look stunning as fuck...” Taehyung’s lips stretch into a smirk, as he eyes you from head to toe before mimicking his actions to eye your best friend a well. He was very intoxicated and it was nothing new for Kim Taehyung to get totally wasted this early in the night. His heated gaze made you both feel incredibly intimidated. It didn’t help that he was intoxicated and much more confident. You both glance at each other before chuckling in slight discomfort. “Hey, Tae!” You say feeling self-conscious under his intense gaze. “Where’s Jungkook?” Your best friend asks as he moves to the side to let you both enter through the front door of the Jeon residence. “He’s fucking at the back taking shots with Namjoon,” Taehyung says laughing while picking up a red cup forgotten by the TV. “How many shots have they both had so far?” Your best friend asks waving Seokjin who smirks at her before cocking an eyebrow cockily as he checks her out from another side of the living room. "I dunno we lost count after 20." He says completely unbothered by his friends getting hammered right before the party even started and you both nod stiffly in response.

Typical Jungkook. 

The smell of pot fills your nostrils and you turn your head towards the living room couch. "Hey, Yoongi! Hoseok!” You exclaim waving at pair enthusiastically. Hoseok and Yoongi pull the joint out from between their lips before blowing out smoke to murmur a quick ‘Hi' to you while smiling. "You guys doing this already?" Your best friend chuckles shaking her head as she crosses her arms. They both glance at each other before coughing out a few chuckles. "Babe we've been fucking high since like 3 pm," Yoongi states proudly before fist pumping Hoseok. You check your watch for the time and you are not surprised when it displays that it's 7:30 pm.

You both roll your eyes and nod your heads before turning back to Taehyung. He grins at you both cheekily before pulling out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans. “Hey, Namjoon just texted me that Marks passed out by the pool. I’m gonna go and draw a few dicks on his face! Fucking prick did it to me last time." He laughs glancing back up at the two of you. You both laugh muttering a quick ‘okay'. "Yeah, but hey you girls have fun tonight alright?" He winks at you both while patting you on the shoulder before making his exit. You both release a shaky breath that you both didn’t know you were holding before facing each other.

“So, what are we doing first?” Your best friend exclaims over the music as she scans around Jeon Jungkook’s living room. You hum in thought before eyeing the alcohol propped up on a table near the kitchen. You both side-eye each other with a grin spreading against both your lips. "Drinks!" You both say simultaneously, giggling like little girls while linking arms as you both made a v line to the table. You exhale silently, resting your body against the corresponding wall near the table as your friend removes her arm to examine the alcohol available.

“This bottle of Vodka Raspberry is definitely Taehyung’s.” She says chuckling as she inspects the bottle. You nod laughing in response before turning your body to face the front door. “These type of parties is always a ‘bring your own’ alcohol sort of thing.” She says while picking up a bottle of Smirnoff before twisting her face in disgust. “This one is definitely Jackson’s. It really says a lot about people’s characters.” She adds making you tumble over in laughter. “I know right. I can’t believe we forgot to buy a bottle of our own.” You mutter scanning the room. “It’s cool, Jungkook always has the bottles we like. You feeling whisky?” She asks which you nod eagerly to in response.

“I can’t believe Jungkook’s throwing another party after what happened last time,” You sigh, watching all the people flood through his front door. Your best friend nods while pursing her lips, as she pours the bottle of alcohol into the red cup in front of her. “Yeah, I know he got into really big shit last time from his mom after Mingyu peed in her antic vase,” She says poking her tongue out in concentration as she grabs the coca cola bottle. You chuckle resting your elbow against a side table in Jungkook’s living room.

“Yeah- that was fucked,” You mutter scanning the room for the sole person you came here for. “Oh look its that girl we hate, oh we hate her too, oh! And her!” You chuckle while shaking your head. “Fucking bitches man,” You complain when they give you a glare as they walk past. “Tell me about it,” Your best friend laughs and you grin in response as your eyes scanned the room from left to right once again only for you to be left in disappointment. You sigh while pouting in dejection when you haven’t spotted him anywhere.

“You know lover boy hasn’t stopped staring at you since we got here,” Your friend whispers in your ear as she hands you a red cup of Hennessy topped up with some coca cola. You ponder over her words as your hand wraps around the cold red plastic cup with a slight flush to your cheeks.

“Who?” You mumble averting your gaze into the cup as you swirled the liquid inside. “Park Jimin, that’s who!” She scoffs at you before rolling her eyes while grabbing another red cup as she started pouring a drink of her own. “He’s here?” You exclaim in excitement, eyes automatically scanning the room for the fourth time since you got there.

"Yes, he's behind us." You straightened almost instantly at her words and she chuckles mockingly at your automatic response of fixing your posture. "Relax okay? You look smoking hot tonight." She winks at you and you force a smile in retort to her compliment. "Well, thanks I guess. You don't look so bad yourself,"

“Why thank you!” She bows sarcastically and you snort in response. She grins at you before gazing behind you and she quickly looks back at you with a raised eyebrow. "What?" You mouth at her and she smirks in response, grabbing your arm she pulls you close to her so she can whisper in your ear.

“He’s like biting his lip now; god knows what he’s imagining right now. I told you that the four hours you spent getting ready wasn’t for nothing and I’m so glad we went for the tight black jeans and a low cut shirt.”

"I think you're seeing shit. He’s always surrounded by such beautiful girls. Why would he even look at me?" You mumble pulling yourself out of her grip, before taking a quick sip of your drink which you knew was about 97% alcohol and 3% coke. “Excuse you. You are drop dead gorgeous and you know it. Why would I lie to you? It has been an obvious fact that he is into you.”

“Yeah right.” You murmur before chugging your drink. Trying your best to ignore the tightening you felt in your chest. She pouts folding her hands as she watches you tip back your drink in one go.

“He’s into you (Y/N)! You don’t even know how many times I have caught him staring at you on campus,”

You gag while pulling the drink away from your lips, a drip of the alcohol sliding down your chin. “Bitch, does this beverage even have any coke in it?” You spat, face scrunching up at the burning sensation of the alcohol slipping down your throat. “Sorry girl, you know how we roll,” She slyly winks at you and you chuckle in response, wiping the lone drip on your chin. “Best believe when I make your drink you're going to do a first year all over again for sure-”

“(Y/N)! You promised to never mention that ever again! That night still haunts m- “

"No, but for real is he staring at me? Like for real?" You cut her off as you face her with anticipation as your fingers quickly through your hair. "Yes (Y/n), Yes. For fuck sake, we've been through this so many times already. He's into you. I wouldn’t be getting your hopes up this high if I wasn’t sure." Your best friend sighs while dramatically sliding the palm of her hand down her face as she turns your body to face the said person you both were talking about. Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes land on him. Immediately any previous doubt you had in your mind completely vanishes when your eyes meet. He is staring.

He’s fucking staring.

Your heart leaps in your chest as your stomach starts churning, the feeling was almost electrifying as your eyes lock with his. He stares at you with such passion, his eyes clouded over with lust, throat drying as his tongue swipes over his bottom lip before he takes a long sip of his cup, eyes still locked on you. What made you almost choke on your own spit was his slight smirk stretching on his lips, eyes narrowing faintly. He was pure sin and you wanted every fragment of it.

His mouth opens slowly to say something and your eyes widen in expectation, heart thumping in your chest as your breathing begins to get heavy and irregular. Your body jolting in anticipation, you almost don’t feel your friend tightening her grip on your arms from the other sensations rushing through your body.  

“Hey Jimin!” His friend Taehyung shouts over the booming music while slinging an arm around his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear. “Hey, Tae bro…What’s up?” Jimin says finally averting his gaze from you to face one of his many close friends Taehyung. He smiles widely, ruffling Taehyung’s hair before pulling him into a brief embrace.

You felt disappointment instantly wash over you. 

You were disappointed but at least you could breathe properly again. You raise a shaky hand over your chest as you regulate your breathing. “He was going to say something,” You murmured perplexed to your best friend and she nods assertively behind you, grinning widely in excitement. “Wow. He stared at you for a solid 10 minutes I swear- “

“Why did you turn me around so suddenly when he was looking at us!” You gasp swiftly turning your body back around to glare at your best friend. "Oh, here we go again!” She chuckles lowly, pulling you into a quick embrace, mimicking Jimin’s actions to Taehyung. “First off, he wasn’t staring at us, he was staring at you and secondly I wanted you to see how much he’s into you for yourself bitch. Didn’t you see the way he was eye fucking you?”

“I-I, he was looking wasn’t he?” You mutter face burning as your lips stretch into a wide love-struck grin.

“Yes! He was! You need to have more confidence in yourself,” She comforts you by sliding her hand up and down your back reassuringly. “You’re right…I’m sorry for being so annoying,” You mumble before pouting and she pinches your cheek gently. “You’re my best friend (Y/N)! You’re annoying as shit but I still love you,” She cheekily says grinning at the smile spreading across your face. “Yeah, thanks.”

“Anytime,”

“I’m not complimenting you- “

“Forget about that, he’s taking glances at you while talking to Taehyung, that’s a really positive reaction (Y/N) you should go women up and talk to him first.” Your eyes widen in horror as your excessively shake your head in denial. “Are you crazy!? I am not doing that. I can’t and I won’t.” She sighs in defeat before glancing over at Jimin, her eyes and mouth open in shock when she looks over to him. Your gaze lingers on her questionably as she looks back at you hurriedly, her mouth stuttering, almost as if she’s mentally panicking. “L-Listen get yourself ready, Jimi- he’s coming.”

“Wait-what? No-but where are you going!?” Your hand slips off her elbow as she winks at you. You watch her strut off horrified. Oh, my goodness. You are quickly patting down your shirt, while running your fingers over your hair, in a pathetic attempt of making yourself presentable.

“(Y/N).”

“Jimin!” You shout a little too embarrassingly loud as you turn to face him immediately. He grins at you and you almost faint on the spot at how handsome he is up close. “You look absolutely gorgeous tonight,” He confidently says eyes raking up and down your figure starting from the tip of your head and ending at your feet.

Your body flushes at his words, you almost forgot how to breathe when his eyes reconnect with yours. "I'm sorry if I interrupted your conversation… I really couldn’t help myself. I just had to come and tell you how stunning you look." He adds ogling at you, his eyes slimming into his signature eye smile as he grins down at you. You blush at his compliments instantly. His compliments were pulling dangerously hard on your heartstrings. You chew onto your bottom lip nervously before jerking your lips into a smile of your very own which was rather bashful, to say the least. Jimin eyes are fixed on your lips momentarily before he’s looking back up to your face and you feel a sweet throbbing sensation in between your legs at catching him in the act of checking you out. You feel the heat of his gaze on your skin and the sexual tension between the two of you becomes more apparent.

All he was doing was staring at you and you couldn’t help the desire you felt for him. The burning sensation you felt in your heart just from the way he was looking at you was setting you completely off balance and you wanted nothing more than to feel his skin on yours. You averted your gaze to the timbered floorboards underneath you timidly as you shudder under his intense gaze.

“Thank you,” You whisper shyly and Jimin swore on his life he has never seen anything so precious and beautiful in his life. His fingers twitch at his sides as he falters over finally building up the courage to touch you. “Y-You look really handsome tonight. You always dress so stylishly,” you say timidly as he stares at your face tenderly, finally finding the resolve to feel you. His fingers curl under your chin and you almost panic at the warmth radiating off his fingers, as he moves your chin upwards until your eyes met his once again. Jimin sighs in admiration as you gaze at him through your lashes, his own heart hammering in his chest as he swallows loudly. “I’m sorry if I’m a bit awkward.” You don’t know why those words came spilling out of your lips. You felt instant regret wash over you as you watched him furrow his eyebrows at your words.

“No. Please. Of course it’s a bit awkward we haven’t really spoken that much but I really do want to get to know you better (Y/N),” Your eyes widen momentarily before you lean into his touch, Jimin’s smile widens as he watches you, eyes following your expression as he moves his hand to cup your cheek tenderly which you wholeheartedly without any hesitation lean into.

“I really want to get to know you too, Jimin.” You smile, eyes twinkling in joy. You looked so sure and content that he doesn’t hesitate to wrap a cheeky arm around your waist. The palm of his hand pushing onto the dip of your lower back and he becomes almost breathless as he feels the curve. “You know from the moment I laid eyes on you I was very curious about you. I really wanted to get to know you. I couldn’t stop thinking ‘bout you.” Jimin teasingly confesses as he ignores the lingering stares of envy from the women around the both of you as the house becomes fuller and fuller with people. You knew Jimin was a straightforward person but this was some next level shit. His openness of flirting with you, set something inside you ablaze as you step forward with his encouragement, your focus now on two things as you feel the heat radiating off the palm of his hand over your thin shirt which he tucked brazenly under your jacket.

“baby desperately I need you next to me,”

The music blares through the speakers as couples surround you both on the dance floor of Jeon Jungkook’s annual end of semester University party. Your attention is still on Jimin and Jimin’s attention still on you, as people begin to fill up the dance floor. You wanted nothing more than for this magical moment to last forever but sadly the universe had other plans.

“You know...lately I have been thinking about you too-“

“Hey Jimin you gonna just stand there or what? Get your moves on dancer boy!” Jungkook teases, thrusting a red plastic cup into the ladders hand. His hand your cheek quickly falls and you can’t hide the disappointment on your face as you avert your gaze to campuses star sportsman Jeon Jungkook.

Jimin sighs, eyes narrowing into a slight glare as he raises an eyebrow at Jungkook, lips pulling slowly into a mocking smirk. “Hey, Kiddo what’s up?” Jimin mumbles eyes motioning to you. “Kiddo?” Jungkook raises an eyebrow in confusion before looking to the side, his eyes widening when he notices you.

“Oh shit! (Y/N),” He mutters, looking frantically between you and Jimin. You tilt your head in half shock and confusion as he stretches his lips into a forced smile. “Hey I didn’t you see there man, sorry am I interrupting something?” He scratches the back of his head as his eyes flicker from yours to Jimin’s. You were about to protest when Jimin quickly cut you off.

“Yeah, well you have always been a bit blunt," Jimin mumbles motioning for him to scram which made you chuckle lowly. “Hey, Jungkook! Great party,” You smile warmly and he grins down at you. “Thanks (Y/N)! How are you?” He smirks, sliding a teasing hand down your arm. You stiffen under his touch and Jungkook’s smirk widens. “And wow you look great!” Jungkook smirks checking you out. Jimin feels his blood boil at the scene unfolding in front of him. You stutter a quick ‘I’m good’ and ‘thank you’ as you watch Jungkook leaning towards you nervously. Jimin eyes widen in panic as he scans the room for a distraction. "Hey, Jungkook is someone using your mother's vase as a toilet again?"

"WHAT!?" Jungkook shouts making you flinch in shock at the sudden raise of his voice. He turns around and sighs in irritation, before turning back to face you. "Sorry I gotta go (Y/N)! You have fun tonight alright? Let me know if you need anything.” You smile with a quick firm nod which he returns with a wink before storming off.

“MINGYU WE TALKED ABOUT THIS MATE- “

“He will never ever change, sorry about that,” Jimin mutters under his breath, striding close to you, even closer than he was previously and your heart was back to being tortured by the way he looked and smelt. “I-It’s okay, what were we talking about again?” You ask nervously and his hands were quickly back onto you. This time both hands were clutching your hips, a wide confidently sexy smile painted on his face. “(Y/N),” His voice comes out husky and low. “What do you say we go somewhere more private, just the two of us hm?”

His expression made you weak in the knees and you nodded slowly but sternly and Jimin expression twists into a suggestive one as he smirks at you, hands beginning to travel below your hips and you almost gasp as he lightly skims his hands over your ass, the cup that was in his hands was long forgotten on the side somewhere and you didn’t even notice him putting it down.

“Only if you really want to of course. What do you say? Would you like that?” He murmurs huskily in your ear and you moan lowly at the feeling of his teasing breath caressing your ear, which made you grasp onto his masculine arms in an attempt to steady yourself. “Y-Yes,”

Jimin smirks, blowing hot air over your sensitive skin teasingly, you gasped tightening your grips on his arms. “I-I would… like that… v-very much,” You say between breaths as you feel your whole body flush at the heat radiating off his body to the way he smelt and the way he felt holding you.

“Let’s not waste any more time then. We're getting out of here…” You almost whine at the loss of warmth from his body as he removes himself off you, your disappointment was short-lived though, as he intertwines his fingers with yours, before hurriedly leading to the front of Jeon residence.

“Do you need to tell your friend anything before we leave?” Jimin abruptly stops and your eyes widen in shock at the sudden mention of your best friend. “Oh yeah! I should probably let her know I’m leaving,” You nod your head at Jimin before scanning the house for your best friend. You almost mentally panic when you do not spot her straight away. “There,” Jimin murmurs in your ear before pointing towards the hall.

You sigh in relief when you see her chatting up Kim Seokjin, she makes eye contact with you from across the hall and she smirks at you while giving you a thumbs up and you return her smile happily. “Alright, let’s get out of here,” Jimin grins and pulls you out the front door not very discreetly. Jungkook watches you and Jimin leaving hand in hand, sighing sadly to himself. Taehyung notices this and pats him on the shoulder reassuringly. “It’s okay man,”

“She looked so fucking hot tonight too...” 

“Because I can’t stop thinking ‘bout you~”

You giggled happily as you tightened your grip in Jimin’s hand. The last line from the song playing at the party replays in your head as you stare at Jimin with doe eyes. Jimin returns your gaze with a quick kiss to the cheek as he motions you to get in the front seat of his luxurious car.

“Have you been drinking? Will, you be ok- “

“Barely had a sip, don’t worry about a thing darling.” Your heart pounds in your chest at the pet name and you smile widely in return. “Okay, handsome.” You retort tugging onto your seatbelt before clasping it. Jimin watches you in amusement before he starts the car. You feel the sudden rush of nervousness invade you and it was then and there that it dawned on you what you were doing.

Okay, stay calm

You swallow built up salvia loudly as you begin to get cold feet. He was practically a god, with his amazing looks and body. Not to mention his personality was great too. There is literally nothing wrong with him. He doesn’t have one bad bone in his body. You couldn’t help but begin to compare yourself to the girls him and his friends were constantly surrounded by. You knew he wouldn’t judge you or make fun of you but the anxiety was eating you out alive.

Am I really going to lose my virginity to Jimin? Tonight? Will he get put off knowing that I'm a virgin? Omg, what if I'm awful in bed? How many girls has he slept with? What if I can’t compare? Should have done some squats-

“Hey (Y/N)- “You quickly snap out of your thoughts hearing Jimin call out to you and you turn to face him hurriedly and you sigh seeing his worried expression.

"Hey, are you okay? You look kind of... I don’t know how to put it.... like a little bit stressed?" Jimin says cautiously, taking one hand off the steering wheel to caress the side of your face lovingly and you close your eyes in contentment, drowning your negative thoughts to immerse yourself in his sweet touch instead. “I’m okay, just a little nervous that’s all,” You mumble shyly and Jimin grins in response. "It's okay to be nervous, I'm nervous too," He says bashfully and your eyes open in a snap as those words leave his lips.  

“You don’t have to be nervous around me, I mean look at me-” You chuckle, holding Jimin’s hand against your cheek. Jimin looks a little conflicted as he hears those words leave your lips. “I have been looking at you, shit I have been looking at you for about two years now (Y/N),” Jimin says averting his gaze off the road to take a quick glance at you.

You flush at his words and he smiles in triumph at your embarrassed expression. “I have been looking at you too,” You murmur shyly and Jimin chuckles huskily as he removes his hand off your cheek slowly to grasp the steering wheel. “I know, I’ve been watching you long enough to know you like me. I mean you’re not very subtle,” You bite your lip in embarrassment and Jimin laughs sweetly at your reaction. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable with my excessive staring...” You murmur, shyly looking at him from the corner of your eyes.

“What are you saying sorry for? It’s cute,” He whispers, grinning from ear to ear as he stares at the road. “I’m anything but that,” Jimin’s smile vanishes at your words and he shakes his head in disagreement. “It’s a shame,” He says curtly and you frown at his words. His words leave an awkward, short silence between the two of you as the radio continues to play music in the background. You stare at him with wide eyes, feeling conflicted and confused at his words, you waited for him to explain his words but you quickly noticed he wasn’t going to say anything anytime soon.  He bites his bottom lip as his eyes cloud over in contemplation. “What?” You ask in confusion, quickly wanting to break the silence and he sighs sadly. “It’s a shame, that you don’t know how attractive you are (Y/N),” He says assuredly, a confident glint shining in his eyes as he stares straight at the road ahead.

“You’re the attractive one,” You whisper, turning your gaze to the window. Jimin smiles and mutters a quick ‘no, you are’, before glancing at you. His words for some reason bothered you in the sense they just did not seem genuine enough to be true. You smile falters and Jimin is quick to notice your change in demeanour. “Hey, are you sure you’re okay? You seem really distracted…”

“Y-yeah I’m fine, I’m sorry if I’m putting you off or something,” Jimin brakes suddenly as those words leave your lips and your eyes widen in shock as he signals to pull off to the side of the road. “-Wait what are you doing?” You frantically ask as he parks the car, removing his hand off his leather steering wheel to put his gear into park and you almost panic at the sudden halt of your journey to his apartment. 

“Why would you ever think that? What made you say that? Me? Be put off from you? Never. Highly unlikely.” Jimin questions turning to face you, face contorting in slight confusion and a mixture of both agitation and worry. “I-I” You stutter shocked at his words, lips opening and closing as you contemplate on what to say. “I find myself to be very off-putting that’s all...” Your voice wavers as those words leave your lips and Jimin looks conflicted. “(Y/N) …” Jimin whispers, unbuckling his seatbelt to face you properly. “You do not put me off, don’t ever say that again. If anything I am ‘turned on’ by you.” He says confidently, before outstretching his hand to switch off the radio. The new silence is almost deafening as you observe him and his beauty. You watch him silently, as you fumble with your fingers nervously. His words sending heat to your cheeks.

“You don’t have to turn that off- “

“Yeah I do, I want to hear you and I want to help you but I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me,” Jimin says sternly, eyes not wavering under your shocked expression. “Jimin it’s nothing really that deep, I’m sorry I made you stop- “

“What’s wrong (Y/N)? You can tell me you know, I know we haven’t spoken to each other for very long but I, I want you to know that you can trust me,” He leans forward towards you carefully, before sliding both hands up to cup your face and to caress your cheeks soothingly. His warmth gives you comfort and you couldn't help but immerse in the way he observed at you at that very moment. You knew he was looking at you for you and you couldn't help but let a quick single tear slip. 

Jimin’s eyes widened at the sight of you crying and he mentally panics. “Please don’t cry! Hey, what’s wrong- “

His mouth moves and words are spilling out but you block his voice as you stare at his luscious lips, you threw rationality out of the window because what you did next was a complete shock to both you and Jimin. You just wanted to rush into things and to just completely ignore the negative thoughts from ruining the mood. 

You didn’t know what possessed you to kiss him but you knew just had to feel yourself being connected to him somehow. You desperately needed to feel those luscious full lips against your own as soon as possible. You almost mentally panic at Jimin’s stillness but it didn’t take long for him to start kissing you back as soon as he came over his initial shock. He was quick to return your advances with an eagerness you never experienced before or expected.

You are both completely immerse yourselves into the steamy kiss, as he slides his palm onto your cheek, stroking the side of your face gently while he moans erotically into your mouth. You sighed at the sensation of his tongue caresses your bottom lip and you open your mouth wide enough for them to meet. You finally tasted heaven. He caresses your body and you return his caresses with a willingness and impatience.

“S-Shit (Y/N),” Jimin moans lowly, as you slide your hands against his thick thighs and you whine against his lips in response. Right before you could make contact with his crotch his hands a wrapped around yours. You both pull apart, chests heaving heavily as your lungs fight for oxygen. You stare up at him in a haze and he sighs almost painfully as he stares at gorgeously hot expression displayed on your face.  

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” You apologise and Jimin laughs bitterly in confusion before he sweeps his bangs out of his face and you watch him run his fingers through his hair in insignificant irritation. You gulp, still panting from the hot make-out session you both just shared as you watched him silently.

He hates me. I screwed up. I don’t know what came over me-

“Please don’t fucking apologise for kissing me (Y/N) because I enjoyed that shit way too fucking much,” He says slowly turning to face you again with a tender expression on his face. “I’m sorry-I mean! Ok!” You bite back a sigh of relief as he chuckles while leaning forward towards you. Quickly placing a long gentle peck against your parted lips before patting your head lightly and you couldn’t help but flush in embarrassment at his actions even though it was definitely a rather innocent act compared to what you both just did. “I didn’t hate a single second of what we just did. In fact, I got a little too carried away there...” He says sternly, a smile spreading across his lips. “I want to kiss you…but I need you to be in the right state of mind. I need you happy. I can tell something is bothering you. Now, please look me in the eye and tell me the truth, what’s on your mind? The only reason I stopped kissing you was so we could talk about whatever is occupying your thoughts. If I'm going to go further with you, I want you to be in the right mindset.

You bite your lip in panic, not wanting to expose your thoughts to him. You stare at him calmly even though you were mentally panicking. Why did he have to be so sweet? It was so unfair. That expression on his face. That look in his eyes as if he was staring at something he truly cared for and was fond of. Feeling the need of distracting him again you sweep forward to reconnect your lips with his but he turns his face away quickly, your lips colliding with his cheek instead. “Nu-huh, don’t think you get out of this that easily my darling, you think just by distracting me with your beauty and kisses-even though you are…quite-quite…. fucking distracting,” He murmurs the last part and his eyes clouding over with lust, he sighs while shaking his head.

"Please, Jimin let's just- "

“You are great at distracting me but we're not leaving this curbside until you talk to me." You look up at him with puppy dog eyes and even though his gaze softens tremendously he stubbornly keeps up his act. You groan slamming the side of the car in defeat before opening your mouth again. Jimin watches your outburst intensely, his eyes boring into the side of your face as he clutches your car seat in anticipation.

“Okay…Okay, fine.” You whisper nodding your head slowly and Jimin smiles at you reassuringly and gently. “The truth is Jimin…” You mumble, glancing to him in embarrassment. He nods at you for you to continue as you paused suddenly.  You sigh before pouting and he grins at your cuteness. “I-I’m so in love with you that whenever I am with you I feel like I can’t breathe and you-you are just such an amazing person and you’ve always been so sweet to me. I trust you and I want you...but there’s something you need know before we get intimate,” Jimin beams widely at you and your heartthrobs in your chest at the delighted expression revealed on his handsome face. "Go on." He nods his head encouraging you to continue, his voice sounding almost shy as you inhale and exhale shakily.

“What is it? What’s been troubling you?”

“I’m a virgin…the furthest I have ever been with a boy is what we just did and I am totally inexperienced and you're always surrounded by such beautiful girls…you and your popular group of friends and I-I’m just so scared you won’t like me or that I can’t compare,” You say in embarrassment, eyes averting away from him. Jimin’s eyes widened in shock, his eyebrows furrow and you instantly feel like drowning yourself at that very moment as you wait in anticipation of his response.

“Why would I not like you?” Jimin says almost appalled at the thought. “What?” You mumble looking back at him. “(Y/N) I am so fucking in love with you too, I have been watching you for two years, two whole fucking years! You’re all I have ever wanted for the past two years since we started University and I don’t mind you not being experienced! I’m worried that I am the one that’s going to put you off, I have been thinking about you all night. I worry too! Like, things like you know-Do I smell good? Is she going to be satisfied with me? Should I have worked out before I came to this party instead of binge eating pizza?” You giggle in happiness at his words and he grins back at you lovingly. “You have nothing to worry about, I find you so freaking attractive (Y/N) …”  

“Really?” You ask feeling joy overtake your emotions as he nods surely. His confidence seems to have been boosted as he rolls his shoulders back before straightening up his posture.

“Yes, I am so in love with you. I want you so fucking much. I don’t ever wanna hear that shit come out of your mouth again, I really gave myself blue balls because you thought I wouldn’t like you because you’re a virgin? Inexperienced? Babe, buckle up, I’m taking back to my place and I’ll teach you everything you need to know about sex.” His mutters the last part before buckling his seatbelt and starting the car with impatience when suddenly he pauses abruptly hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. “What’s wrong?” You ask blinking up at him in confusion. His sudden lack of enthusiasm set your nerves on wack as you struggled to remain calm. Is it really over before it even started? “I-I want you (Y/N) but if you aren't ready or want to wait you need to let me know as soon as we start because I don't think I'll be able to control myself with you. I mean look at you. You are so freaking gorgeous." His words shoot straight to your heart as an uncontrollable smile brightens up your face. "I want you too." Apparently, this was all Jimin needed to hear to happily be able to speed off to his home. You felt your stomach drop in anxiousness as he confidently speeds off into the direction of his apartment.

“You actually fucking thought that being a virgin would put me off? Babe that makes me so fucking happy. That turns me on so fucking much, I’m going to give you a night you won’t forget and show you just how much I have been thinking ‘bout you.” Jimin says suggestively and you nod silently feeling a combination of terror and anticipation while crossing your legs together trying to suppress the sexual arousal throbbing sensation happening in-between your legs. You release a long sigh as the dampness in your panties becomes more and more noticeable.

The door slams open with a bang and he has you pinned to the nearest wall the heat radiating off his body makes you dizzy. As your lips drag against each other several times before his hand travel down south to cup your heat. “Jimin!” You jump with a start at his bold action and he smirks cockily against your lips. "I am going to show you; just how much I have been thinking about you. Just how much you turn me on and just how fucking sexy you are…"He pulls back to observe your needy expression and you exhale erratically when your eyes meet.

“I-I want you so fucking bad…” You sigh and he smirks, watching your eyes cloud over with lust as you are hastily tugging him back down by his neck to meet your lips once again. He grunts moving his fingers against your jeans to rub deliciously against your sensitive spot. You moan out loud, throwing your head back at the pleasure pulsating through your body. His touch creating friction against your sensitive clit. He grins, loving every second of your reaction, you watch him with hooded eyes as he swipes his tongue over his now swollen lips.

His eyes scan you from head to toe and you couldn’t hide the desire you felt for him any longer as you were practically dripping. “Fuck, you are creating a wet patch on your jeans…fuck," Jimin mutters huskily, face contorting in yearning as he quickens the pace of his fingers pressed against your heat. Your eyes roll back and your clutch his shoulders tightly.  

“J-Jimin!” You cry out in pleasure at the feeling of his fingers brushing against you even harder and faster than before. He smiles pleased with your reaction before he’s burring his face into the side of your neck. He sucks on your sensitive skin while continuing his torture over your crotch. Your moans become louder as he sucks embarrassing loudly on your skin leaving a trail of hickeys against the base of your neck. “You’re so fucking sensitive…” He murmurs against your bruised skin before pulling back slightly to observe his work.

He smiles pleased at the patches of purple and red appearing on your skin. “Please…” You whine rocking your hips against his fingers and the palm of his hand. Jimin’s eyes widen in shock as he watches you rock yourself against him, desperate for more friction against your heat. “F-Fuck, (Y/N).” He groans at the sight, biting hard onto his bottom lip as you moan out his name quietly. “J-Jimin…please…” You whine shamelessly and practically growls as he removes his hand off your heat. You groan in frustration at the loss of friction.

“Jump.” He says simply and you comply immediately leaping up into his arms as he pushes you back against the wall. You giggle wrapping your legs around his lean waist, tugging him impossibly closer. “I am going to make love to you for as long as I want and you're going to let me." You moan at his suggestive words, nodding in expectation. Jimin rubs his hands over your ass, kneading the flesh and you bite your lip in anticipation. “Stop looking at me like that, I’m trying to be gentle with you.” Jimin grinds against you and you whimper at the feeling of his hard on making contact with your now sensitive heat. “Oh my...” Jimin says pouting. You look up at him panting, trying to gyrate your hips to brush against his dick once again. “Someone’s needy for me,” He smirks, placing a slap against one of your ass cheeks, before soothingly rubbing over it. You moan out both in pleasure and pain, body quivering with need and eyes slimming into a playful glare as you move one of your hands off his shoulder to feel him over his jeans.

You almost scream in shock at how hard he was against the palm of your hand as you felt over his jeans. Jimin moans out loud at the feeling, closing his eyes as his face scrunches up in ecstasy. You smirk at his reaction, pressing your hand even harder, feeling him even firmer over his jeans. His eyes snap open with a start and you down at him innocently. “Yes, someone is very needy indeed.” He snorts at you in disbelief before re-connecting your lips to his. You kiss for what felt like minutes before you pull back first for air. Your both panting against each other's lips. Getting lost in each other's eyes.

"You can't do me like that (Y/N) …I'm going to show you what It is like to be fucked right, so be a good girl and let me take care of you alright?" You nod impulsively, heart hammering against your chest as he walks over to his bedroom. He is carrying you firmly in his arms, you wrap your arms around his neck and prepare yourself to be placed down against his mattress. To your surprise, he bends down to place you against the bed gently, still holding you in his arms and you continue to leave your legs to wrap securely around his waist.

“P-Please be gentle with me Jimin…I’ve never done this before.” You stutter nervously as he eye fucks you. Your reminder makes him smirk as he bites down hard onto his bottom lip, head shaking from side to side as he stares at you.

"You've never done this before?" Your heart hammers in your chest at the sexiness added to his questioning tone. The look in his eyes is displaying pure lust, causing your breathing to become increasingly heavier. He averts his dark eyes down to your chest. He watches your body move up and down as the large intakes of air invade your lungs. His smirk becomes increasingly more noticeable and you're loving every bit of his cockiness.

"Yes," You murmur just above a whisper and he slowing traces his teasing fingers down your sides, causing goosebumps to appear on your arms. "No wonder your so fucking responsive," He mutters biting down onto his bottom lip. You feel yourself almost choke out a moan as his front teeth tug onto the flesh. "I almost find that hard to believe, considering you were teasing me when I had your fine ass perched up against that wall a few minutes ago." He murmurs, hands raking down your sides and you shudder immediately at the feeling. "I am." You whine with neediness seeping through your voice. He smirks cocking his head cutely to the side. You watch him with hooded eyes as he brings his face to hover over your covered breasts. "I think you I need to show you who's in charge here baby girl." He whispers teasingly against your chest and you whimper in response.

“J-Jimin-“

He smirks moving his face back up to your neck. You watch him silently and sighed at the feeling of his lips against your neck. "Baby, if…you ever… start feeling uncomfortable… you need to …let me know and …I'll stop straight away," He says between soft feather-like kisses to your exposed neck and you immediately throw your head back to give him full access. "Well, I guess you probably wouldn't want that anyways." His perfectly shapes lips pull into a grin against your soft sensitive skin and your body automatically flushes in response.

“I trust you Jimin and I love you but shit your talking way too fucking much,” Jimin’s eyes widen in shock at your words and he chuckles softly while shaking his head. "Someone's feisty, are you sure you're a virgin?" You hum in annoyance and he responds with a breathtakingly beautiful smile.  

"Don't worry baby, I'm going to make you feel so damn good." You sigh at his suggestive tone, instinctively wrapping your arms around his neck.  "Please just take me already," The desperation obvious in your voice causes his cock to throb and harden even harder than it already was. "You don't have to tell me twice." He murmurs against your clothed chest before his fingers begin to slowly unbutton on your jeans. You are panting sexily against his mattress and his fingers work on removing your jeans with urgency. You watch him with a nervous grin and assist him with tugging them off your body.

He smells the scent of your arousal and his smirk stretches to an even larger one as you watch him. You close your eyes momentarily in embarrassment as he stares at the wet patch visible on your panties. “Fuck…” He murmurs against your thigh, which makes you tremble at the feeling of his warm breath making contact with your soft skin. You swallow your spit in anticipation as he sits up off the bed, hovering over your half-naked form to shimmer off his sleek black leather jacket.

“I’m going to take really good care of you.” Your fingers twitch beside you as he leans back down on you to leave warm sensual kisses over your collar bones. You sigh at the feeling, desperately attaching your fingers to his soft locks. He whines against your skin as you tug gently at his locks. He sucks lewdly against your skin, moaning softly and you groan running your fingers through his hair as he continues to suck countless more hickeys on your collarbones and chest. His skilful hands unbuttoning jacket swiftly and easily. He moves his hands against your back to help you sit up steadily to remove your jacket out of your arms and to pull off your t-shirt in one go over your head.

You blush in embarrassment as he stares at your half naked form and it takes a lot of willpower to not cover yourself from his admiring sharp eyes. “You’re fucking gorgeous…” He mutters confidently raking his eyes over your body. You pat down your hair and he smirks at you cockily, his eyes never leaving yours as he tugs his t-shirt off his body. Your eyes widen in shock at the solid six pack abs in front of you. You are practically drooling at his stomach, he grins at your reaction as he stands up off the bed to take off his pants and underwear one go.

Oh my goodness

“Like what you see?” He says teasingly walking back to bed, your eyes widen at his length and you almost release a squeak at the size. “Because I know I fucking do.” He says confidently. “Take off your bra and panties.” He commands leaning over you with a teasing smile. You look back at him completely horrified.

“Um…I-I,”

He smiles at your bewildered expression and sighs dramatically. “Okay, if you want me to undress you that badly... All you had to do is ask.” He smirks, leaning back over you, placing a soft peck against your cheek and moving his hands hurriedly towards your back. You sigh against his neck as he unclasps your bra, pulling off your body in one swift motion. You avert your gaze to his chest as you felt his eyes on your breasts. He wastes no time, moving impatiently to take off your panties, almost ripping them in the process.

“H-Hey! Be careful those were expensive!” You complain, running your hand through hair sexily, Jimin smirks, eyes roaming over your naked figure. “That’s okay…I’ll buy you new ones, shit, I’ll buy you as many as you want baby girl…” You feel yourself becoming wetter by the second as you take this opportunity to also admire his figure. He stands over you in his naked glory and you clutch his bed sheets aggressively. The throbbing coming from your heat is almost unbearable at this point.

“I need you to touch me Jimin please…” You mutter shyly, your cheeks reddening by the second. He curses under his breath, his dick twitching as he steps back to admire you naked form even more carefully. “F-Fuck…(Y/N) …You were hiding this fucking amazing body under those oversized clothes you wear.” He sighs watching you with hooded eyes. You feel completely vulnerable under his intense gaze.

“Come here Jimin…” You command motioning him to come closer. He crouches back down onto the bed inching closer towards and you immediately reach out to him, he smiles gently at you as he holds you in a soft embrace. You melt in warmth and he begins to leave kisses against your warm sensitive skin. He moves towards your chest with determination, his lips leave several kisses against your warm skin before he wraps his lips around your left nipple.

You moan at the new sensation of lips wrapping around your sensitive nipple. His other hand kneads your other breast gently and your head throws back slamming against his bed as you continue to moan out his name like a mantra. You curl your fingers back in his hair and you feel his lips pull into a smirk against your skin.

"Fuck Jimin!" You tremble against him and he moves his lips to your other nipple giving it to the same treatment as the left. You grasp his shoulder muscles, moaning under him and submerging yourself in the new pleasure you were experiencing. He kisses down your stomach and you suck in your breath when he hovers over your most sensitive place. He looks up at you with a cheeky grin and you shiver under him. You watch him with lustful eyes and he winks at you before licking a long stripe from your entrance to clit with hot his tongue. Your back completely arches off the bed as your body shudders at the intense pleasure you were experiencing. You moan out his name as your fingers quickly tug at his hair.

“JIMIN!”

He smiles in delight at your reaction, his hands holding your legs apart firmly, he nuzzles his lips against your clit which makes you quiver in undeniable pleasure, before his sucks on it hard. “AH! JIMIN FUCK!” You scream out tugging even harder at his locks which makes him groan into your heat. The vibrations drive you crazy as he continues to abuse your sensitive nub. You're a moaning mess at this point, his licks at your entrance while releasing one of your thighs since you were opening your legs shamelessly now without any hesitation or fear. He puts an index finger inside you which makes you choke out another wonton moan. He smirks before adding another finger. You sigh turning your face to the side to moan against his bed sheets. “No, baby girl I need you to face me.” He commands curling his fingers inside you. “J-Jimin fuck oh my gosh!” You breathlessly say moving your hands to fist at his sheets as he begins pumping his fingers inside at you unbelievably fast pace while sucking your clit.

“OH, MY GOD!” You scream at the feeling of warmth pooling inside your stomach. You were close. You were so very excruciatingly close to your first release. Jimin felt your inside clenching tightly against his fingers so he adds a third to stretch you out even further. You throw your head back, while your eyes roll to the back of your head at the incredible sensation you were experiencing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” You chant at the feeling of your orgasm approaching fast.

"J-Jimin I'm close…I'm so fucking close," You sob in pleasure as you watch him with hooded eyes, fingers curling lovingly in his hair. Jimin smirks against your clit and continues his torture to your heat even faster and harder than before. You release his soft lock too surprised at the pleasure pulsating through you, fingers moving to clutch tightly at his sheets again instead. He grunts snapping his fingers faster inside of you, as he gazes is fixed on your pleasured expression. Then it hit you. Your orgasm hit you like a truck as you screamed in ecstasy, your body trembling and throbbing at the overload of ecstasy you were feeling.

"Come for me baby," Jimin mutters continuing his assault to your nub. Your back arches even further off the bed as you start seeing stars. You shake and quiver against him as well as his bed as he gradually slows down his pace helping you ride out your first orgasm of the night. You pant and Jimin watches you with hunger as he eyes you breathing heavily against his sheets. Your breast perky and mouth swelled from his kisses he was set off the edge. He moves to his bedside table, pulling out a condom from one of the draws and you watch him sliding it on his rock hard length feeling yourself immediately desire him again. 

He moves back to you hastily and you watch him eagerly as he gives himself a few good pumps. “Are you ready?” He asks softly while aligning his dick to your dripping entrance, you nod looking up at him confidently. He smiles, leaning down towards you to place a soft gentle kiss on your lips before he’s pushing the head of his length at your entrance. You relaxed completely against him as he soothingly stroked your thigh. “Let me know if you want me to stop and I’ll stop right away okay?” You nod, wrapping your arms around his neck. “It’s okay Jimin I want this.” You say encouragingly and he smiles down at you in return before he’s slowly pushing his length in.

Jimin glances between his length buried deep inside you and your scrunched up face. “D-Do you want me to stop?” He asks fearfully as you whimper. You shake your head ‘no’, your eyes clamped shut at the slight pain from the stretch. He curses under his breath and you bite onto your bottom lip waiting for your body to get used to the new sensation and for the discomfort to lessen.  

"Y-You're so fucking tight." He moans placing his head on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” He asks worriedly lifting his face to check up on you. You watch him begin to sweat as his face contorts in pleasure. He uses all his restraints to not move and wait for you to adjust properly. “I’m fine.” You smile at him, leaning forward to place a quick peck against his cheek.  “You can move now.” Jimin raises an eyebrow at you questioningly and you laugh quietly in response.

“It’s okay Jimin you can move now.” You reassure him softly and he scans your face for encouragement. When you nod at him he smiles back down at you before beginning to move his hip back and snapping forward. He eases himself in and out, smiling to himself as your head falls back. He is aroused by your soft moans of pleasure as he continues to repeat this hip movement a few more times before the pain starts turning into pleasure.

“J-Jimin.” You moan tightening your hold on his arms. He smirks down at you before increasing his pace. He pulls back almost all the way before shoving his length back into you. He fills you up so deliciously that you chant his name in complete utter pleasure. “You feel so good baby girl!” Jimin coos hoarsely in your ear before nibbling on it.  “AH! JIMIN!” You moan louder so incredibly turned on by his compliment plus loving the way he felt ramming in and out of you.

“F-Faster Jimin…please,” You sob and he grins pulling your earlobe between his teeth which drove you crazy when it was mixed to the pleasure of dick thrusting in and out of you at a much speedy pace. The pleasure was practically becoming overwhelming as tears begin to tricker at the corner of your eyes. “Oh! Jimin please don’t stop!”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He smirks moving his full lips to your neck, quickly picking up his pace, getting off easily at just the way you screamed his name as he shoved his length deeper and deeper into your heat. Your eyes rolled back as you felt him brush against g-stop over and over again. “JIMIN!” He smirks as your moans of his name begin to become even louder. “I love it when you say my name like that.” He reveals in a husky voice as he continues hitting your spot with every rock of the hip. “So good,” You watch his face twist with pleasure while he moves one hand down between your bodies to rub against your now swollen clit for added pleasure.

“F-FUCK JIMIN YES!” You squeal, scratching at his back at the amazing sensation spreading throughout your body. “You like that?” He smirks as he gazes at you with a questionable expression. “YES!” You scream as he growls over your chest. “Fuck! You’re so fucking unbelievably tight!” He moans picking up his pace as he felt you tightening against him. He gapes at your beauty as you slide your hands off his shoulder to run your fingers through your hair instead. You clutch your locks as moans continue to pour out of your dry parted lips.

"Oh, my-“ Jimin groans watching your face contort with pleasure. “I wish you could see how fucking dirty you look.” He chuckles as you stare up at him with tearful eyes. “You should see how fucking sexy you look right now.” He growls moving his hands to grab your hips. “You’re so beautiful (Y/N).” Jimin sighs placing wet sloppy kisses along the side of your neck. You could only moan louder as his thrusts began to push into you much faster and rougher. “S-Shit…” He curses faintly, tugging onto his bottom lip while watching you whine and squeal underneath him as he brushes hard against your spot with hooded eyes.

You propped yourself up on your elbows after releasing your hair to help steady yourself and meet his thrusts. He smirks down at you, eyes concentrating on your blissful expression. You met his hips with yours with each thrusts encouraging him to go harder. He smirks watching your breasts bounce as you mouth hung open at the pleasure shooting through your body. He moves his lips to neck and jaw leaving feverish kisses here and there as his hands clutch your breasts tenderly.  

You scream feeling your second orgasm approaching quickly. Jimin's thrusts begin to fall slightly out of rhythm which helps you grasp that he was close too. You continue to clench him tightly and Jimin bites his lips in pleasure as your expression continues to send him off the edge. “I’m close,” He moans and you nod in between moans of ecstasy. "M-Me too." Jimin grins down at you, clutching your thigh tightly to lift them, angling a new position to fuck you even deeper than before. "JIMIN!" Your scream of his name, while trembling and quivering in pleasure beneath him, drives him wild and he feels his own orgasm quickly approaching. “You have no idea how much you turn me on.” He confesses as your second orgasm comes suddenly, leaving your whole body throbbing in bliss, your toes curl as your nails dig into his back muscles. Jimin hisses and drowns out your screams with his swollen lips.

He moans against your lips as his seeds fill up the condom, his thrusts become sloppy as he rides out both his and your orgasm. Your back arched from your orgasm leaving your chest pressed hard against Jimin's. You shudder and shake below him as your orgasm begins to fade. He holds you tightly against him as you both continue to calm down from your high. You stare at each other eyes, adoration for him continues to bloom even deeper in your chest as you both pant even harder, feeling entirely fucked out and exhausted.

“You don’t know…how long…I’ve wanted to do that…” Jimin says between deep breaths as he brings his face back down to leave a lengthy passionate kiss on your lips. You return his kiss with eagerness as you continue to feel at his body. Jimin grins at you hovering slightly over you and you beam back at him feeling completely at peace. He presses his hands against the mattress caging you between his arms as he slowly removes himself out of your heat. You whimper at the sensation, still feeling incredibly sensitive from the intense love-making you just experienced.

You watch him walk over to bin located in the corner of his room and he takes off the condom throwing it in the trash before walking back over to you. You smile at him and he helps you sit up. "How are you feeling?" He asks threading his fingers through your hair. You nod in response feeling too fatigued to speak. He laughs placing you back down onto the bed gently, before sliding into the bed right next to you. You gaze at him lovingly as he wraps the blanket around the both of you. You sigh feeling incredibly comfortable and warm in his embrace, he moves pillows to the side of him to wrap a secure arm around your form pulling you closer towards his chest.

“Now…you have finally had a taste of what it would be like to be with me,” Jimin snickers, gently stroking patterns onto your naked back. You giggle quietly, nodding your head against his chest feeling his body vibrate against you as he talks and laughs. “I like you a lot more than I originally thought.” You murmur, sighing softly as he places a gentle peck on the crown of your head. Jimin basks in your scent, moving his hands to teasingly run down over your body. "Well, you must like me a lot then.” He flirtatiously smirks which makes heat rush to your cheeks.

“Yeah…I really like you a lot.” You say bashfully looking up at him. Jimin’s breath hitches in his throat as he stares at you silently. "Well, …you’re in luck because I really like you a lot too.” His voice is raspy and you couldn’t help but grin into his shoulder blade. He chuckles softly before placing a few soft feather-like kisses against your cheeks and neck.

“I have been thinking ‘bout you for a very long time now. I love you so much.”

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Thinking About You (M)

▹Word count: 10.6k

▹Genre: romance, angst, fluff, comedy & smut

[Warning; Swearing, references to drug use, alcohol and sex. Explicit sexual references and scenes. Mentions of low self-esteem and insecurity! If these sorts of stuff trigger you. Please do not read.] ⚠︎

University! au frat boy x female insecure reader (first time) | reupload from the old blog

The Reader is a virgin in this fic. You have had a massive crush on Park Jimin since the very start of University. There is one big thing stopping you from pouncing on him every chance you get and it is this thing called Insecurity. You both are now second-year students who have been building up this obvious sexual tension between the two of you since the very first day you met. You are too shy to act on the building sexual tension until a frat party held by Jeon Jungkook changes everything between you and Jimin. A little liquid courage seems to do the trick! 

A/N: Sorry I’ve been gone for so long guys!!! I hope you enjoy this fic! Jimin has been driving me crazy lately. 

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My Guardian Kitty [1]

Pairing: Shape-shifter Jimin X Human Reader

Genre: Romance/Angst/Smut

Summary:

Y/N is just another ordinary college student. One evening she comes across a wounded black cat and decides to pick it up. Trouble ensues when the cat suddenly transforms into a man. And an extremely good-looking man at that, who behaves like a cat but claims to be her guardian.

Rating: M

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Chapter 1

Y/N’s P.o.V.

You shouldn't do this. No. More like, you mustn't do this. This won't be a good idea. An irresponsible girl like you, who is barely able to take care of herself won't be able to do this right. You nodded to yourself at the thought and turned around to leave.

But human as you are, you turned your  head around for the last time to take a peek at the cause of your  distress. You knew it in your heart that you shouldn't have taken that last glance yet you did. And as your eyes flickered down at the old, chipped park bench, you groaned in dissatisfaction. A small black kitten lay curled into a ball under the worn-out bench that barely provided any shelter to the little wounded being. There were innumerable bruises and cuts spread all over its dark fur. The little one shivered every once in a while due to the cool, monsoon winds but made no move to walk away to a safer spot. Well, who would? Especially if they were injured like that.

A loud, rumbling thunder passed along with the breeze and the kitten shivered as did you. It may begin raining soon, which absolutely won't be good for your health and neither for this helpless little kitty. A long, defeated sigh left your lips as you slumped your  shoulders and crouched down to pick-up the little thing. The cat opened it's eyes the moment it felt your fingers touch it's black fur. You must've accidentally touched one of it's wounds. Your eyes fell upon his and you realised how beautiful those brown orbs were. For a moment, you stared at those dark brown pools, completely mesmerised.

Shaking your head to pull yourself out of the trance that you had fallen in, you picked up the cat. Your  eyes drifted further down from his belly and you blushed slightly when you realised it was a ‘he’.

You coughed and adjusted your  backpack with one hand, your  blush finally leaving. The cat scratched it..eh hem..his  forehead with his little paws and stared confusedly at you. His dreamy, brown orbs widened slightly when you began walking out of the park, carrying him in your  arms. He hadn't expected such kindness, you guessed.

Again, your gaze fell upon his shiny, black fur which was covered in far deeper wounds than you had noticed on your first glance. Who could've done this to such a small thing? He shut his eyes again, his body finally at ease. Maybe he has started trusting you?

“Let's get you healed up, lil one.” you told him as the two of you headed towards your  apartment..

A/N: Well, this is just a short beginning but I promise, the coming chapters will be longer if it is liked much by any readers.

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My Guardian Kitty [2]

Genre: Romance/Angst/Smut

Pairing: Shape-shifter Jimin X Human Reader

Summary:

Y/N is just another ordinary college student. One evening she comes across a wounded black cat and decides to pick it up. Trouble ensues when the cat suddenly transforms into a man. And an extremely good-looking man at that, who behaves like a cat but claims to be her guardian.

Rating: M

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Chapter 2

Y/N’s P.o.V.

With the beginning of the downpour, you increased your pace, the small cat safely curled in your arms. Because of the puddles all over the sidewalks, it took you really long to reach the apartments.

The apartment that you live in is a 5-storey building consisting of a total of 8 dorms on each floor. Your dorm is on the second floor along with four other girls who happen to be your friends. All of you decided to buy the dorms and move in to this apartment together. You are lucky that apart from your 5 occupied dorms, the whole floor is vacant.

The minute you arrived and began climbing up the stairs towards the second floor, you made sure to do so with as little noise as possible. It's not that you enjoy behaving like a burglar; its just that amongst your group of girls, you are known to be the most unsociable being. You leave for college every morning and return to your dorm as soon as the classes get over. Hanging out with your classmates is a rare sight. So if you ever arrive late, all your friends including the landlords come over to check up on you. With nimble steps, you reached your dorm, unlocked the door and walked in, your breaths relaxing only when you were inside.

You looked down at the small feline in your arms and found that he didn't appear to be as comfortable as he should've been. Kicking-off your converses and your backpack over your beanbag, you rushed to your bedroom with the cat. There, you laid him on the floor-mat and immediately went to the washroom to prepare a warm bath. As the water filled up into the bathtub,you removed your contact-lenses as they had began hurting your eyes and put on your glasses instead.

A clicking sound was heard at the same time and you realised that in your haste you had completely forgotten to lock the door of your dorm. Great!

Before you could even question who the uninvited guest was, a soft voice called, "Ma'am?"

There's only one person in this whole wide world who addresses you with such formality even when you ask her not to– Katie. She is a junior at your college and the only member in your girl squad who is a year younger. She is very sweet, mischievous and all sorts of weird just like you. She is like the sister you never had and you love treating her like one but she just doesn't let go of the formality.

"It'd be really nice if you stop with all the respect shit. It makes me feel like an old woman when I'm only an year older." you told her as you walked out of your bedroom to greet her.

She gave her usual apologetic smile and ignored your words entirely like she always does. "You missed the tea." She informed you.

Oh yes! Every evening after your classes are over,you and your friends prepare tea and enjoy it with cookies or tarts. Today you missed it because of a wounded kitty you found under a park bench and..oh god! The cat!

You scurried back to the washroom and Katie followed you in confusion. The warm water was already spilling out of the overfull tub and was pooling around the whole place. You quickly closed the tap and picked up the kitten, who seemed to have passed out due to the pain. Katie was shocked and befuddled but instead of questioning you right away, she helped you out with the cleaning of the small being. Together you both cleaned his wounds and applied salve wherever you could. After doing everything you knew about basic first aid, Katie began google-searching for a vet in the vicinity while you tried to feed some milk to the unconscious cat.

When you visited the vet, he did the regular check-ups on the cat before handing him back to you. The doctor pulled out a pen and began jotting down a number of prescriptions along with some nursing recommendations.

"How long has he been like this?" the doctor asked.

"You mean unconscious? For about 30-40 minutes I guess." you answered.

The man nodded, asking another question, "When did he get these wounds?"

At that, you glanced around uncomfortably before answering, "I just found him at a park a few hours ago. Um..he was already injured when I found him."

"I see." He responded with another stiff nod as he scribbled something more on the paper.

Katie, who had been spectating the whole scene in silence spoke-up anxiously, "Is there something wrong, Doctor?"

The man shook his head, "No miss. It's just.." he scratched his neck nervously before continuing, "..normally such a severely wounded cat wouldn't have survived this long. This cat should've died two hours ago. It's really a rare happening that this little one managed to struggle through the pain and live."

Both Katie and you nodded in understanding as you stroked the cat sleeping in your lap. You remembered how you had almost made-up your mind to leave him alone under that old bench. Now, you feel like patting yourself for changing your mind and picking him up because this small decision of yours has actually saved his life.

You paid the vet and the instant you walked out of the hospital, Katie began firing her queries at you. You knew this would happen. You just hadn't prepared yourself for this. She asked for all sorts of details– how and where you found him, why you picked him up, why you haven't told about this to anyone, yada  yada yada..

Having found a cute little cat to show-off to your girlfriends sounds really tempting but this little thing is still healing-up so it'll be best for him to not have many visitors. You don't think that you need to tell about him to your other friends just yet. Atleast, not until you find a proper name for him. Thus, you explained everything about how you found this cat to Katie as you two walked back to your apartment building and requested her to keep this a secret. She agreed like the good little sisterly-friend that she is when it comes to listening to you and you flashed her a thankful smile. On your floor, you waved each-other goodbyes as you left for your respective dorms.

Your whole dorm was a mess as you aren't a very responsible person but since sleeping and lazying around are your favourite activities, you make sure to keep your bed clean. The cat was still asleep so you cautiously lay him down on one side of your queen-sized bed and pulled the blanket over him. Afterwards, you took a shower and wore your favourite long t-shirt over your underwear. It's more comfortable this way.Your backpack was still in the living area so you brought it back to your bedroom, pulled out your assignments, put on your glasses and sat down at your study table, the thoughts of naming this new little being lingering in your head. Hmmm..maybe you'll ask Namjoon-oppa for help.

A/N: This is it so far. Hope you guys are enjoying it..X3

Jimin will probably make an appearance by chapter 4 or 5.

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A/N: Writing Prompt #35 for @neridafergus 

Sorry for posting this so late. I was busy with exams and practicals..:3

Prompt 35: “About the baby…Its yours.”

Title: A Promise of Forever

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Rating: T

Summary:“That's Park Jimin. Never catch his eye. He's nothing but trouble.” Your friend had specifically told you. And yet somehow you ended-up being pregnant with his child.

The only question is: Will he accept this?

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The minute Park Jimin and his brother-like bestfriend, Kim Taehyung enter the classroom, you bury your face into the book that you've been trying to focus on for a while now. You stare hard at the calculus questions, hoping that the shorter guy of the two won't notice you.But he does. He glances around the whole room as if he is actually searching for you and on spotting you alone at the back, he smirks and waves. And just as he does that, almost all your classmates whip their heads in your direction.

Instinctively, you sink further into the bench, wishing for it to swallow you whole because you can still feel it— his sharp gaze fixated upon your form, the smirk never leaving his face, a silent reminder of what happened last week.The memory is still fresh in your mind— a very vivid memory of him ploughing into you like a hound, aggressive and strong. No matter how many times you blink your eyes shut to rid yourself of the vision, it doesn't leave. It keeps coming back along with all the sounds you made and all the sensations you felt whilst writhing in ecstasy underneath him as you both rode your orgasm.

“That's Park Jimin. Never catch his eye. He's nothing but trouble.” Your friend had specifically told you during the second week since you joined.

That's Park Jimin.

Park Jimin.

Trouble.

Trouble.

Trouble.

The words keep echoing in your head for it was merely minutes after those words were uttered that you had accidentally bumped into him. He had been kind enough to help you up and like every other girl, you felt touched by the act of chivalry. What you didn't realise was that you had unintentionally caught his attention in that moment. And after that one random time, your encounters with him increased. From simple exchange of glances during the lectures to brushing of hands in the corridors, everything began happening way too much to be taken as coincidences.

“Don't look back.” Your friend had said to you every time he glanced or smiled at you. Yet you did. You returned all of his flirty gestures with innocent blushes and shy smiles.

And then came that fateful night— the night that you attended your very first college party. Somehow you lost your friend in the crowd of all those wild students. Somehow Jimin chanced upon you at that very moment. And from there, all it took him was a small talk accompanied by a few shots of the alcoholic cocktails to get you in bed, gasping beneath him (just as he had wanted).

A sigh escapes your trembling lips as you try to shake the memory out of your head and focus on calculus instead. To your utter dismay, a shuffling of feet is heard and as you tilt your head up from the book, you find Park Jimin walking towards you, that triumphant smirk ever present on his face.

Adrenaline kicks in at this very instant. You grab your books with one hand whilst the other you use to sling your bag to your shoulder and dash out of the classroom, right past him.

A feeling of nausea engulfs your thin form as you lurch out the contents of your stomach into the girls' washroom. Heavy sobs make your shoulders shudder, endless tears staining the porcelain skin of your cheeks. You didn't ask for this. You didn't want any of this. You were supposed to enrol in this college and study throughout for a proper career. Yet somehow, you ended up sleeping with one of the most infamous guys in your year and landed yourself into this pathetic predicament. It's not that you are disgusted by the prospect of carrying a child at such a young age, it's just that you are afraid of all the changes that will occur in your life because of this unborn being.

You splash water over your pale face and the door to the washroom opens at the same time. It's your friend. She looks at you as if she can look right into your soul, her brows furrowing.

“Y/N..”

“I'm scared.” Your eyes widen as you admit this in words, fresh tears now streaming down your eyelids.

You are pulled into a soft, comforting hug as your friend begins stroking your hair. “If it's hurting you so much, why don't you just let go of this..why don't you just take an abortion?” She suggests without any malicious intent for the child.

You smile a sad smile at her. Had it been this easy, you'd have done it already instead of sobbing and shedding tears.

“It's not this simple.” You tell her with a shake of your head, “This little life is a part of my own self. I've grown attached to it.” You wipe the tears off your face as you speak this. “Besides, it's not this baby's fault.”

She sighs in understanding. “Then..you must atleast tell him.” She states, squeezing your shoulder gently in assurance and you nod your head in agreement even though you know that you never will.

Fortunately, you manage to pass the whole day without running into any problems and dash out the college the minute your last class gets over. There's no need for you to turn and check because you are sure that a lot of eyes are watching your movements. They always do. They've been doing it for a week now ever since that ominous night.

A small smile forms on your lips the instant you step out of the main gates, away from all the mocking stares only to be pulled to the side by someone.As soon as you catch sight of a mess of blonde hair, you try to free your wrist from the person's grip but they don't even flinch.

“Please Jimin-”

He raises his hand to stop you and questions you instead, “What's wrong with you?”

The timid look in your eyes vanishes instantly and you narrow your gaze at him. How can he? No. How dare he!? After everything that has transpired between the two of you, he has the audacity to ask such a thing!?

“What's wrong with me? ME?” You ask, pointing an index finger at yourself.

“What's wrong with you?” You shout in his face, poking a finger into his chest, “Going around fucking a new girl every week and then leaving her just like that because no one questions you! No one ever questions Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung's actions!”

“I have no idea what you're talking about!” He says, a look of confusion flashing in his mesmerizing brown eyes. “You're acting as if I’m some kind of a jerk fuckboy and-”

“Well because that is exactly what you are!” You shout in his face, squaring up your shoulders.

“oh well I think I'm not!” He creases his brows in annoyance, staring down at you.

“I’M PREGNANT!” You yell out in panic, tears now brimming your eyes as you look directly at him.

It takes a moment for you to understand but when you do, your eyes widen in horror. To angrily yell at someone is one thing. But to let your tongue slip in the midst of your raging emotions is plain stupid.

Contrary to you, his eyes narrow slightly at your odd argumentative response and he asks, “What?”

It's funny how just hours ago you had fake-promised your bestfriend that you'd tell him. And even though a part of you still doesn't want to, you know that he deserves to be told. “I’m pregnant, Jimin.” You repeat the words, letting them sink deep into his mind and yours as well.

His eyes widen now and he steps back shakily, passing a hand through his hair. “Y/N..I..” He finds himself dumfounded at such a revelation amidst an argument.

“..and it's yours.” You add in a hushed tone, defeating the remaining bits of his doubts.

He nods his head absentmindedly, his brain too busy comprehending what you just confessed. The whole night came back to his memories like wildfire— him finding you all by yourself at the party, him offering you a few drinks, him guiding you towards an empty room at the place, the keyword being him. He admits that he found a chance and exploited it but he had never meant to take advantage of you. He just wanted to get close to you. He has been wanting to ever since you bumped into him that day and he even made sure to drop a lot of hints. Though he had never expected his simple crushing to lead you into a pregnancy.

Panic takes over his semblance and he begins rambling, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. Did you tell your parents? Are you alright? Do you-”

You raise a hand at his face, signalling him to stop. “It's alright. You don't need to be kind to me just because it's your child.”

“No. You're taking it offensively. I’m not-”

You interrupt him yet again, “I said it's alright. You're not the only one at fault. I should've thought before spreading my legs for you-”

“Stop right there.” He warns, placing his palm over your lips. He's okay with you demeaning him for things he had never intended to happen but he's completely against you talking about your own self in such a vulgar manner. Ofcourse he knows that he isn't the only one who let it happen. Both of you are equally responsible in this matter. But that doesn't give you the right to degrade your own self especially when you are in fact a really good person in his eyes.

As he can notice how sensitive you've become over everything, which he's guessing is the effect of the pregnancy, he tries to approach the situation as politely as humanely possible for him. “You've been avoiding me. Why?” He asks the one thing that has been bugging him the whole week.

From what Jimin can recall, you both shared a long night full of passionate love-making and slept in each-other's arms right afterwards. He had savoured every moment of it, made sure to keep his eyes on you so that he could capture and store how beautiful you looked molded together with him. But the very next morning when he woke up, he felt no presence next to him. How he had wished you were there so he could hold you close in those comforting wee hours of dawn but you had already left him.

Left. With a lot of questions and doubts.

“Tell me Y/N, why did you leave?” He asks again, now slightly agitated by the memory.

“When?” You ask, acting oblivious.

“You know exactly when!” He yells, a new emotion stirring within his brown orbs.

“I..” You stare dubiously at nothing in particular, his intense gaze awaiting an explanation. “..because I was told that is how you do things.” You answer, using as little words as possible.

“Do things?” He narrows his gaze on your lowered eyelids, urging a more detailed explanation.

“Things like..how you don't do relationships but only one-night stands. You and your friend Taehyung.” You mumble out the exact rumours that you've heard from your bestfriend and half of the college.

He lowers his head and sighs, staring at his feet. “So it's about this? I see..” He nods to himself. Taehyung has told him many times about a few rumours circulating around the college, all of which point at them using women for fun. Unlike being worried like his bestfriend, Jimin has been brushing them off because he believes that people who know him will never think of him this way.

“So you chose to have more faith inwhat other's havesaid and you never thought about directly addressing the topic to me?” His eyes are teary and full of disappointment when he looks back up at you. It's really disheartening because he likes you..he likes you so damn much but apparently, you don't see him for anything more than just another popular guy who's into no-strings attached kind of bonds.

“..that night..” he begins to speak again since it doesn't seem like you want to, “..that night I had actually had a good time talking to you. I was honest with every word that was spilled out from my lips and yet..you've spoiled it for me..for us..”

You feel yourself being weighed down into the ground.

“Jimin I..I didn't know.” You try to reason and he laughs mockingly at you.

“You didn't know? You didn't know what? That I'm nothing like the rumours you heard about me? Or that I actually like you?” He asks, a tear now rolling down his cheek.

He scoffs darkly before wiping his eyes and looking straight at you. “You know what hurts? That even after all those meaningful eye-contacts, the conversation we had that night and..everything else that happened, you still didn't trust me. That someone I thought of as a good person actually chose to believe more in some stupid,conjured-up rumours about my character instead of directly confronting me..” He points at himself, hurt replaced by anger, “..and you know what hurts the most, Y/N?!”

You look-up to meet his blazing eyes and he bites his quivering lip as he speaks,“..that I still want you...”

Guilt jabs at your heart. You lift a hand and weakly place it on that rapidly beating muscle underneath your chest. It's ridiculous how you've been victimising yourself since the beginning when in fact you are the bad guy in this situation. He has spoken nothing but absolute truth. From the day he bumped into you, you played along with his flirtatious behaviour just because you yourself were enjoying it. You let him on, made him believe that he was actually getting somewhere, that he was really managing to win your heart when in reality you were simply doing it on a whim. You were getting the undivided attention of one of the heartthrobs of the college and you were enjoying being wooed by him. You were too lost in the thrill of it all that you failed to notice how you hurt him when you left him that morning without even so much as an amiable goodbye.

Tears begin flowing down your eyes as your memories remind you of today's events. What you had assumed to be an evil smirk was actually him giving you a genuine smile. He wasn't acting proud about anything. And no, he wasn't taunting you when he walked towards your seat. He was trying to solve this matter just like he has been since the past seven days. Yet you chose to support your preconceived notions and ignore him.

You are in the wrong. Yes you definitely are but you also have your reasons. It may not be his first time getting to know a girl but it certainly has been your first. There were many a times when you had simply wanted to believe in him and give it a try. But all those floating rumours and your own insecurities, lowered your little ounce of confidence even further. For a guy like Jimin to fall for you, is something that you've only witnessed in fiction, not the real world. So yeah..your own fears didn't allow you to give him a chance.

“I’m sorry, Jimin. I’m really sorry that I left you cause I like you too.” You admit, feeling like the dumbest person around, “That morning..I didn't want to leave but I was so scared that you might never accept a girl like me that I..”

You wipe your face and keep your gaze fixated on the ground, unable to meet his eyes, “..and then two days later, I found out about..” You stroke your stomach, indicating about the child that you are carrying. A long sigh leaves your lips as you continue on, “And that's when I began feeling it..”

His eyes narrow again, “Feeling? Feeling what?”

“Their eyes..” You answer, “Everyone's eyes on me. It's like they all know. They kept- they keep staring at me like they are judging me..like I’m this damned slu-”

He stops your words yet another time now, his palm once again placed over your lips.

“Don't you dare use that word.” He commands with a shake of his head, “Your actions may have hurt me but that doesn't give anyone including yourself the right to disrespect you.”

Your eyes widen, tears endlessly streaming down your cheeks. You feel like the most horrible person in this world. Park Jimin is nothing like how your friend or your college's other students had described him. If anything, he is the epitome of an angel. He is hurt because of your insecurities and yet, he is kind enough to say such a thing to you. His attractive looks and popularity may give off the vibe of that dishonest, arrogant, fuckboy but he isn't. He is a rare specimen of one those imperfectly perfect fictional men whom every woman dreams of.

“I..how can you?” You ask in between sobs, “How can you say such nice things even after what I did to you..even after how I made you feel?”

He smiles slightly, licking his lips before he speaks, “I can be so kind because you are a good person even after what you did.”

You stare at him in awe. Is he even real?

“Plus,” he adds, pressing his lips together to form a pout, “You just confessed that you like me.”

A soft giggle escapes your lips and you shake your head in disbelief. He giggles right back and quirks his brows. “What? I didn't drag you to the sidewalk to argue with you. I had grabbed your wrist a few minutes ago in hopes of making peace with you.”

You look up at him, shock evident in your watery eyes, “Jimin I..I don't understand..”

“Uh..,” He begins, stepping closer to you, reaching his palm-out to lay it flat against your stomach, “Y/N, I think we need a fresh start. I like you and you like me as well. So how about we both give this baby of ours a good life.”

Tears slide down your eyelids again and you sob out, “You-You don't want me to take an abortion?”

Mistakes may have happened between the two of you. You may not have gotten a proper start but this doesn't mean that you both should give-up so easily and spoil everything for this innocent life growing in your womb. Jimin wants to prove that he isn't what this college thinks of him and his friend. He wants to prove that second chances are rewarded for a reason. So what if you both fucked it up (literally) on your first time. You two can still attempt to accept each-other and get it right this time.

He shakes his head in negation in response to your query and starts gently stroking your womb that hasn't swelled-up yet. “Y/N, let's forgive and forget. And restart.” He suggests firmly.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He asks in a tone as sincere as his gaze.

You fidget your fingers anxiously as you stare deep into his eyes “Are you sure you want this?” You ask, gesturing in-between you two.

He sighs then and smiles, this time a much brighter smile, “What did I say awhile ago? I still want you..And I always will.” He affirms sweetly, pulling your smaller palms into his own.

“So Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?” He repeats his proposal and this time, you don't hold back because of any false rumours or your dark insecurities. This time you nod your head eagerly at him, your own lips curving up into a beautiful smile. He takes the sign and moves forward, sealing his lips with yours in a promise of forever..

A/N: So yeah..please forgive me if it's too cheesy. Or if it's not cheesy enough. I tried my best. Hope its up to your expectations..:3

And I know Jimin didn’t exactly propose for marriage but believe they had a happy ending. I can write a short sequel if anyone asks..:3

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Hewwo :3 Can I request a sad imagine where Tae's girlfriend's father has died recently and she secludes herself completly from him or any direct communication from others? Being the type of girl who always suppress her feelings and keep her emotions accumulated, she finally break down in his embrace during a panic attack. Stay hydrated and always remember that your beautiful sweetheart 💖 THANK YOU 😘😘

A/N: Thank you for your kind words ♥

It’s not exactly what you had requested but I still hope you enjoy reading this..:3

Title:Share the Pain

Pairing:Taehyung X Reader

Summary:After your father’s unexpected death, you isolate yourself from the world dueto your sorrow but you fail to notice that by doing this, you are hurting yourboyfriend too.

Genre:K+

Words: 1.8k

You walk into the bathroom, rubbing at thewetness in your eyes with your already tear-moist palms. As you look up to havea glimpse at your reflection in the mirror, you yourself feel shocked, unableto recognize the person staring back at you. Well..with these lifeless,bloodshot eyes, running nose and chapped lips resting over an equally paleface, no one is going to be able to recognize you. And you blame it on the God.Of all the people in this whole wide world, why are only you chosen to suffer?Why has only your father been taken away from you? It’s utterly unfair. You arestill too young to lose him.

You open the water tap at the basin andsplash cold water over your dead face. You have loved both your parents equallybut it’s obvious that you have always been your daddy’s lil princess. Soofcourse, it’s extremely hard for you to accept the fact that he is actually gonefrom your life forever.

Walking back to your bedroom as you wipeyour face dry, your eyes fall upon the small, vibrating object in one corner ofthe room— your cellphone. It has been three days since the funeral..three dayssince you contacted anyone. You still remember how you had run back to yoursmall apartment after the ceremony was over and thrown your phone in that exactsame spot where it is lying right now. You watch it buzz for the sixteenth timetoday, a caller id on display and finally head towards the abandoned object.

The call disconnects just as you pick upyour cellphone from the floor. You unlock the phone and stare at the incredibleamount of missed calls that you’ve received in these past three days from amixture of your family, friends and boyfriend. There are a total of 249 calls, morethan hundred of them being from your boyfriend alone. It’s not that he is obsessiveor anything, he is simply concerned about you. And why wouldn’t he be? You’venot spoken a word to even a single soul ever since your father’s death.Usuallyyou would’ve smiled at him worrying, smiled because of his cuteness but nottoday. Silence and solitude are your preferred companions in such grievoustimes.Your father’s departure has created a void in your heart..an emptiness thatyou are unable to fill or cope with. You feel so lost that even your lover’sconcern doesn’t move you.

A moment passes with you staring at these missedcalls and your boyfriend’s name over each one of them. Instead of pressing thecall icon, you scroll along to check the latest caller. To your surprise, it’snot from your beloved boyfriend but his best friend. It’s weird because herarely calls you. With bare interest, you continue to scroll around finding acouple of voicemails, the latest one also being from your man’s best friend.You tap to play the message and it begins in a hushed tone.

“Hey!Y/N..it’s me, Park Jimin. I know you know that it’s weird because I hardly evercall you but this..this is serious. Y/N..it’s-it’s about Taetae. He’s noteating. He’s not sleeping. He’s been like this ever since your father-well youget it. He’s not even speaking to us. And I’m worried sick!”

The mail ends. Taking in a long breath, youplay the next one.

“Y/Nwhere are you? Tae said you aren’t taking his calls. God! Please respond tohim. Please! He acts all strong in front of me but I know just how scared he isright now..Look I don’t believe in many things, especially not things like truelove. But what I do believe in is..Taehyungie and You. Damn you guys! You areso perfect for each other that it makes me want to puke. But at the sametime..I admire it. I admire what you two share. And I’d hate it if you two losethis. So please..for my sake, for the sake of my beliefs, talk to him. Talk andtell him that you still cherish him because I can’t stay another day like this,watching him slumped in one corner, pining over you..”

The message ends with a desperate sigh fromJimin’s end and you find ten more unread voicemails from him. Yet instead ofdoing what the guy has requested you to, you toss the phone on your bed,yourself plopping down into the plush mattresses and closing your eyes.

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You open your eyes at the sensation of yourcellphone buzzing near your face. Blinking your eyes a few times to adjust tothe dimness of your room, you sit up on the bed and look out the window. Thesun is already descending below the horizon. A sense of numbness courses throughyour whole being, a horrid tightness clutching at your throat. The sorrow hasnow turned into this feeling of nothingness where you are unable to experienceany emotion. The whole room looks like it has doubled in size, intimidating you,making you cower in paranoia.

A loud, banging noise rouses you out fromyour frightful state and you realize that someone is desperately knocking atyour door. Your eyes flicker at the glowing screen of your cellphone but beforeyou can even check the name of the caller, the banging gets harsher.

“Jagi-ah, please open the door!”

It’s the deep voice that belongs to noneother than your boyfriend of one year— Kim Taehyung. Your eyes widen slightlyand you look at your cellphone to find that he is the one calling you andknocking simultaneously.Fragments of Jimin’s voicemails begin ringing in yourears.

“Y/N..”

“PleaseY/N..”

“Idon’t believe in true love..”

“Heis acting strong but I know he is scared!”

“Pleaserespond to him!”

“Ibelieve in Taehyungie and You.”

“Y/N..”

“Y/N..”

“Y/N..”

You crouch onto the floor, holding yourhead between your palms as the whole room..no your vision begins spinning anddizzying. A strong ache arises in your forehead, the image of your father’slast breath flashing before your eyes along with Jimin’s words echoing in yourmind. Engulfed by fear and hopelessness, you move your fingers into your hair,pulling at the ends to ease some tension. A pained screech leaves yourshuddering lips as fresh tears brim your tightly-shut eyes.

“Y/N! Jagi!” You hear someone calling andit takes you a few moments to distinguish it from the voices in your head.Taehyung. It’s him! It’s your boyfriend.

Your eyes flutter open and you gatherenough strength to walk out of your bedroom. At this point, you are goingcrazy. The numbness is choking you and you want an outlet..a normalcy of somekind. You approach the knob to the main door but just as your fingers curlaround it, you feel afraid. You feel so afraid of him. Afraid about how mad hewill be at you for blocking him out of your life for three long days. Afraidthat he isn’t here to talk but to end this relationship once and for all.Afraid that he is too disgusted to ever see you again.

Your fingers recede from the knob in defeatbut his words stir some hope in your heart “I really love you, I swear!” Heconfesses in a broken sort of tone, “Just please..let me in…”

And this is all it takes for you to run tothe door and ram it open. Immediately your eyes meet his and you notice howdisheveled he looks—his usually fluffy hair is tousled, eyes surrounded bythick, dark circles, lips trembling and whole form slouched. He too takes inyour messed state, takes in how pale you’ve turned, how thin you have becomewithin a short span of just three days. All his emotions unleash and he tacklesyou in a hug, his large form enveloping your smaller one as the two of youtumble to the floor. You feel the numbness fade out of your being, completely pushedout by his warmth.

“I know you are hurting.” He says, breakingthe silence after a few moments, “But you should know that we’re in thistogether. If you are happy, I’m even more. And when you are in pain, I want tofeel it too. So please, from now on let’s always share our pains, okay?” Heasks as softly as he can and you nod your head vigorously. Even after how youtreated him in these days, he is being so kind to you. You don’t deserve this.You don’t deserve his generosity. You don’t deserve him and yet you still wanthim.

He pulls back, tears starting to well both youreyes. Seeing him in such a vulnerable state crumbles you. All your walls comeundone and you begin sobbing hysterically in his arms, shoulders shaking,breath hitching. “Tae” You mumble from your quivering lips, “Tae, I’m so sorry!Please don’t leave me. Please Tae, don’t leave me!-”

He hushes you to a stop, his lips brushingagainst yours in a chaste kiss. “I won’t leave you.” He says and continues inassurance, “I really love you, Y/N. I will never be mad at you or judge you foryour actions. Just make sure you return my feelings.”

You nod your head frantically, “I’m sosorry, Tae. I love you too. I’m so stupid I behaved this way. It’s just..I’m unableto express myself.”

He smiles, wiping your face clean with hispalms and then wipes his own tears away. In this very moment, you come tounderstand exactly how much serious Jimin had been when he had said that Tae wasworried about you. You realize that this man right here will never leave youfor something like this. But this means that you need to try and change yourselffor him as well.

You wipe your reddening nose and look intohis eyes sincerely, “Taehyung-ah, I promise I will try to be more open about myfeelings from now on.”

His lips motion to form his signaturebox-smile and he pulls you into another hug, stroking your back to relax you. “Thankyou, Jagi-ah.”

You encircle your arms around him, buryingyour face in his chest, your teary face wetting his shirt.The comfortablesilence is broken by the synchronized grumbling of your stomachs. He chucklesat this and you smile sheepishly.

“Guess we both need to eat something andthen..if you want to..we can talk about your father, okay?” He suggests sweetlyand you hum in agreement, pecking his lips as you both get up from the floor.

“Um..Tae?” You speak-up, “Make sure youtalk to Jimin as well.”

It merely takes him a second to understandthat his cute, best-friend must’ve called you. “Ah, I will.”

For some unknown reason, you halt at thekitchen and jump back into his arms to which he responds equally eagerly,kissing you all over your face.

“I love you.” You whisper.

“I love you too.” He whispers back.

A/N: Too Angsty? Too Cheesy? Well, I tried.

I hope you liked it. And I hope you’ll request more fics in the future..:3

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I’m ready to write some fluffy vmin X3

[Bucket List Project]

(n.) a number of experiences or achievements that a person hopes to have or accomplish during their lifetime

Everyone has those wishes which we desire to make true one day, even if it takes years. We tend to have this habit of creating a list, a list which we can only accomplish a half of or just simply create feeble excuses for why we didn’t even begin. So here we are, presenting you with our very own bucket list of scenarios, quotes, and prompts. Now let’s see who is brave enough to complete this bucket list without creating excuses!

Go treasure hunting

Go on a scary theme park ride

Go ice skating

Learn a new instrument

Get a new hobby

Initiate a friendship with someone you didn’t expect to be friends with

Go to an Olympic game

Start A Movement On a Cause You Believe In

Personally Know Someone Famous

Take a road trip

“Wanna get to the other side of the earth holding your hand” - Spring Day

“Wanna put an end to this winter” - Spring Day

“I want to have the sea” - Sea Hidden Track

“I want to hold you once more before you disappear” - Crystal Snow

“I hope tomorrow will be different from today, I’m just wishing” - Tomorow

“Don’t be trapped in someone else’s dream” - N.O

“My mind is posssessed by the word success” - So 4 more

“I want to remain, I want to dream more” - Awake

“While you were all teasing the keyboard, I fulfilled my dreams” - Born Singer

“I may fall down and get hurt, but I still run endlessly towards my dream” - Young Forever

“Why do I have to do a tattoo with you? It’s your bucket list!”

“We see each other every day. Why isn’t ‘meet the love of my life’ ticked on your bucket list?”

“If you want to travel to (choose a place), then let’s go!”

“No matter what it is, we’ll do it together.”

“I’ve never made a list, I just do what I want whenever I want. You should do the same.”

“Can’t we just imagine that and scratch it off the list?”

“I wish I could rewind and do it all over again.”

“What if you could only choose one of these? What would you do?”

“My only wish is to spend one more day with you. No crying, no arguing. Just one last day together.”

“Bungee jump? I thought you were afraid of heights.”

Rules

You must be a member of this network to participate in this project

Kim Taehyung and/or Park Jimin must be present in the content created (as this is a BTS 95 line project). 

Tag your creation with #95line.net along with #95LineBucketList within the first 5 tags in order for it to be reblogged onto the net

Reblog this post so we are able to see who is participating in this project

Most importantly, remember to have fun!

Note

The point of this project is to provide a new challenge for the new year. How these challenge works are for content creators to use their imagination and create content (eg. fanfics, gifs, gfx, moodboard, videos, edits) in relation to the scenarios, quotes and prompt provided. 

Example 1 (Scenario): Go on a scary theme park ride  Create a moodboard of a cute date to a theme park with one of the 95 line members. To spice it up, maybe add some gifs.

Example 2 (Quote): “I want to have the sea” Create an innovative gfx using the overall notion of this quote

Example 3 (Prompt): “If you want to travel to (choose a place), then let’s go!” Write a fanfic of 95 line members and others going on an adventure. Get as fluffy, angsty or smutty as you want! 

Now let’s get that creative mind of yours working and let the innovative ideas flow! 

If any further questions, feel free to message admins, Jana (@pocketofjeonbunny) and Deby (@deboracorrea25), or the network! 

Taetae & Chimchim’s Bucket List [1]

[...] [Part 2]

A/N: This is a short series that I'm writing for the Bucket List Project hosted by   @95linenet  So check it out and participate if you feel like..:3

Summary: A short series for the love and friendship between the 95liners of Bangtan.

Part 1: Cuz We're Soulmates

Prompt: “Why do I have to do a tattoo with you? It's your bucket list!”

Pairing: Jimin X Taehyung

Genre: Fluff/Friendship

Rating: T

Words: 590

The first thing that Park Jimin notices when he wakes up is an arm loosely draped around his shoulder. He blinks his eyes a few times to rub-off the sleep and realises that it's just his bestfriend Kim Taehyung, sleeping next to him on a couch in a place that he doesn't know. Immediately he brushes off Taehyung’s arm and stands up from the couch, making his bestie groan in annoyance.

As he begins walking, he stumbles in his steps and looks down only to find a completely passed-out Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook somehow sleeping cozily on the floor. He shakes his head, not at all surprised by the sight, his dark, messy hair bouncing in face. He wonders where the other three members could be at since he can't seem to find any more familiar faces in the myriad of these unknown people. The party was not a good idea to begin with. Jimin just can't understand the point of Summers and Late Night Parties when everyone is going to end up wasted by the mornings.

He sighs, stretching his arms to relax his limbs a bit and a flash of shiny black crosses his vision. He combs a hand through his dark locks, pushing them back in a way that can only be described as ‘aesthetically pleasing’. And that is when his eyes catch sight of it— an ebony paw print, inch long and as wide as his wrist, etched onto the underside of his right forearm. He stares at it for a while, skimming his fingers over the tiny ‘95z’ scribbled right under the paw. Jimin has a pretty good drinking stamina but when he loses it, everything becomes incoherent for him. And he knows exactly who must've utilised this poor state of his to their own advantage in order to do something as outrageous yet childish like this.

He whips around and nudges his best friend's shoulder to jolt him out of his realm of dreams. “Yah! Kim Taehyung, explain this!” He says shoving his tattooed-arm in the 22-year old's face.

The said young man hums lazily and lifts his left arm before the shorter guy. There, inscribed on the underside of his forearm is a similar paw print except maybe half an inch longer than Jimin's, a ‘95z’ scribbled under it as well.

“Cat tattoos. They looked cool. So I got myself a tiger paw and got you this panther one. Plus we both are 95 liners so..you know...” Taehyung explains in cute, muffles as he stretches more comfily on the couch now that it is left all to himself.

A faint memory of Taetae talking about how getting a tattoo has always been on list of his achievements swims through Jimin's head and he shakes it wearily. He doesn't care if Taehyung gets a tattoo. The problem here is, why did his peach-haired buddy drag him along as well. He likes his skin as it is without stupid doodles covering it.

“Yah!” Jimin yells in slight annoyance when he notices Taehyung dozing back into the plush couch, “Why do I have to do a tattoo with you? It's your bucket list!”

Taehyung cranes his face to the side to look at his angry, little buddy and gives him one of his usual boxy smiles before turning his face back into the cushions.

“Cuz we're soulmates.” He mumbles from the softness of the cushions and resumes his slumber.

Jimin huffs at the bold statement but then just breaks into a small smile of disbelief.

A/N: I know its too short but I always wanted to write this. if anyone is confused about the paw prints idea, its just my personal thoughts. To me, Tae looks like a tiger and Jimin like a panther, so I just used that thought here..:3 Plus tigers are bigger than panthers so Tae’s tattoo is a half inch bigger than Chim’s. Hope this helps.

Hope you guys enjoyed reading ♥ Look forward to more such short and random Vmin fics :3

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Taetae & Chimchim’s Bucket List [2]

[Part 1] [...]

A/N: Make sure you read the first part as well to understand this oneshot better..:3

Summary: A short series for the love and friendship between the 95liners of Bangtan.

Part 2: Together

Prompt: “No matter what it is, we’ll do it together.”

Pairing: Jimin X Taehyung

Genre: Fluff/Friendship

Rating: T

Words: 875

Park Jimin tries his best to focus on tying the laces of his sneakers but his eyes keep betraying him. They keep averting towards his best friend, who for some reason, has been sulking in one corner for a while now, staring at something displayed on his cellphone’s screen. They’re on a tour and today’s few hours are the only free time that they’ll have to themselves. Namjoon Hyung has already grasped the opportunity and left to do some shopping whereas Jin and Hobi Hyung are exploring the streets.Now it’s just the maknaes along with Yoongi Hyung, who is currently asleep on the plush couch. And Jimin is more than ready to enjoy the day like everyone else if only his light brown-haired bestfriend’s behavior stops bugging him. It’s impossible for him to watching his buddy in a gloomy state.Finally, as Jimin finishes knotting the shoelaces, his eyes fall on the dark, panther paw-shaped tattoo on his forearm. He stands up from his crouching position on the floor and subconsciously peeks at his friend’s forearm, only able to see the faint, dusky orange outline of his tiger paw. He still remembers how Tae had said that they’re soulmates after getting those stupid cat tattoos. The memory is etched in a special part of his heart. He sighs as he makes up his mind and almost jumps at his friend. Almost.

Kim Taehyung, who had been too busy mulling over something on his cellphone's screen is caught completely off-guard by Jimin’s sudden leap near him.

“Yaah, what’s wrong with you!?” Taehyung asks, a cute pout forming on his lips.

Jimin pouts back in return. If there’s something that is wrong, then it’s only with Tae, not him. He is so used to seeing Taehyung in a cheerful mood that even the thought of his bestie being unhappy scares him.“No Tae, what’s wrong with you?” He asks, trying to have a look at what’s on the cellphone but his friend uses his height to his advantage and lifts the cellphone high enough out of Jimin’s reach.

Jimin only shakes his head at the childish act and speaks much more softly this time, “Come on, Tae. You know you can tell me anything.”

Taehyung hesitates for a moment, looking around to make sure no one is listening to him. Well, it’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to others about his problems. It’s just that he feels more at ease if he talks to Jimin first. The pout disappears from his face only to turn into a full blown sad expression as he speaks in his deep tone, “Everyone’s going out. Even you and Kookie are gonna record another one of his videos and then..there’s Yoongi-hyung..”

Not enlightened by his explanation in the slightest, Jimin cranes his head to the side to glance at the peacefully sleeping elder member. What exactly has Min Yoongi done to spur Taehyung of all people. “So?” Jimin asks.

“So-” Taehyung stops in his words to huff in irritation before continuing, “So why can’t he accompany me instead of sleeping.”

Jimin narrows his eyes at this and tilts his head up to stare directly at the taller guy. “We both know that Yoongi-hyung is extremely tired these days and needs to take as much rest as he can.”

Taehyung stares right back at the shorter guy in annoyance but then breaks down into a calmer state a moment later. He knows that he’s being petty for no damn reason but he doesn’t want to go out all by himself. At last, he lowers his arm and shows Jimin the picture he had been staring at on his phone. “There’s a museum in the vicinity and I want to go.. Just.. It’s just that I don’t want to go there all by myself.” He pouts yet again after confessing his actual problem.

Jimin licks his lips and presses them into a tight line. Taehyung is kind of whimsical when it comes to things like these. There are times when he enjoys doing stuff alone and there are also times when he likes to go out in groups.And if he wants company for today’s trip then so be it. “Alright, let’s go to the museum.”

“Really? You’ll go with me?” Taehyung’s eyes light up instantly, “It’s going to be so much fun. I’ll tell you about all the ancient artwork and sculptures and- Wait! What about Kookie?” He frowns again, now looking at the youngest, who is preoccupied with his camera.

Jimin turns to the maknae and calls him, “Jungkookie, Tae and me are going to visit a museum so-”

“Oh! It’s alright.” The youngest man smiles sweetly at his elder brothers,  “I can record the scenic spots first and when you two return, we can record the rest.”

“Wait! Jimin-ah, are you sure?” Taehyung asks, still in shock at the quick turn of events in his favor.

“We’re soulmates Taehyungie, remember?” Jimin smiles, entwining his fingers with Taehyung’s and goes on, “No matter what it is, we’ll do it together.”

Taehyung simply stares at his bestie in awe, heart warming up at the sincerity in Jimin’s eyes. “Together..” he responds, his lips finally breaking into his usual boxy smile.

A/N: Another fluffy shot..:3 Again,  this is a short series that I’m writing for the Bucket List Project hosted by   @95linenet  So check it out and participate if you feel like..:3

Hope you enjoyed reading..:3

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His Favourite Sinner

Pairing: Reaper Taehyung X Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut

Summary: Unfortunately, you’ve caught the eye of the reaper Kim Taehyung. You are now under his constant surveillance as he has claimed you a sinner who is need of cleansing to get off his ‘List of Convicts’.

Rating: M

Chapter 1: Sinned

Words: 892

Gloom. You confirm to yourself as you take a peek at the old, wrinkly woman sitting at the table next to yours, her latte left forgotten due to her sorrows. Maybe because of a lost partner?

Joy. You say smiling at a kid who's busy sucking on a lollipop, proffered to him a few minutes ago by the petite woman scrolling through her cellphone, probably the child's mother.

Lust. You confirm with a hint of distaste as you notice a young man nearly your age, undressing you with his creepy gaze fixated upon your form. You ignore the man completely and avert your eyes.

You move your head, scanning through the numerous, unknown faces of the daily visitors at this small yet cozy café. And just as you purse your lips in annoyance, your eyes fall upon a lone man sitting in one corner, completely oblivious of the chattering people around him. There's a diary left open on his table, a pen in his hands but he isn't scribbling down anything. His eyes express how lost he is, staring at nothing in particular, hoping to find something to regain even a hint of liveliness for his waning soul. Apathy. You conclude, sympathising with the man as it is the same feeling that has struck you.

A soft sigh escapes your lips as you take the final sip of your regular, bland mocha and stand up. With one hand you collect your stuff, hastily shoving the sketch-board and pencils inside your bag, desperation dragging you further in.

“Thanks for coming!”

You hear the owner yell just as you exit the café. You huff in irritation. Another day has gone by without you being able to paint anything. It's not like you are procrastinating or something. It's just that nothing inspires you these days. The people that you see at the café show all the same emotions, providing you with no inspiration whatsoever and so, you find yourself giving more and more into despair by every passing day. Your shoulders sag in resignation and you continue your walk down the sidewalk, back to your empty apartment.

A cute bark reaches your dulling senses and you look back at the alley you just passed by. The sight of a little puppy, covered in a mix of black and briquette sort of fur greets you. It stares at you for a moment and then gives another cute bark as if expecting you to approach him or something. But you simply wave a goodbye at the little being, too consumed by your stress to even pet the puppy.

As you walk away from the still barking puppy in haste, you feel as if you are being watched. You swear if it’s that creep from the café, you’re gonna slam his ass into oblivion.

On reaching the end of the pathway and taking a turn to the left, you hear the cute bark again. To your dismay when you crane your neck to the side, you find the adorable puppy running towards you on his little paws. Guilt bubbles in your belly at the thought of not being able to take him in. You pity the little ball of fur as you watch him lick your shoes.

“Please, I can’t do this.” You tell the puppy as if he’ll somehow understand your situation but it innocently bops your feet with his paws.

You shake your foot lightly to jerk the pup away from you. And just as it wobbles to the side, giving you a chance to turn around and walk away, you feel the anonymous presence again. Panic kicks in and you turn right back, throwing your bag wildly into thin air to attack the stalker.

“OW!” comes a groan from a very deep tone of voice and out of the blue, a man appears in your line of sight, standing only a few metres away as he rubs his swelling forehead where your bag had probably hit him. Your eyes narrow in alarm for you are sure you hadn’t seen anyone behind you when you threw the bag. So how did a guy pop-out onto the middle of the streets out of nowhere?

You ignore the thought for the time being as you quickly snatch your bag away from near his feet to escape him.

“Need to work on my camouflage skills.” He mumbles to himself as he smoothens the wrinkles in his heavy, black trench coat. The way he has dressed-up makes you wonder if he is a cosplayer. Like, why would anyone walk around in a long ass black coat wearing completely similar black undershirt and trousers on a hot summer day like this? But the most interesting part about him are his dark, glimmering eyes, staring directly at you. No. More like, staring into you.

He isn’t the guy from the café for sure. You eye him suspiciously before asking, “Why were you stalking me?”

The man rubs his eyes, slightly offended by your words and speaks, “First of all, I wasn’t stalking you. I was watching you because that’s my job. Secondly, I’m doing this because Y/N-”

“Wait how do you even know my name!?” You cut in, “You really are a stalker aren’t you!”

The man completely ignores you as he continues in his deep, alluring voice, “Y/N, YOU HAVE SINNED.”

A/N: Hi Guys! Thank you if you’ve just read this chapter of the fic. If anyone hasn’t guessed it already, the guy at the end is Tae and his outfit is ofc the one at the beginning in the cover.

I’ve been having a lot of problems with my personal life. But with this fic, I’m sort of trying to make a comeback.

I’ve yet to finish with so many of your requests. Thank you if you’ve been patiently waiting.

I’ll try to write and post them soon.

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My Guardian Kitty [3]

Genre: Romance/Angst/Smut

Pairing: Shape-shifter Jimin X Human Reader

Summary:

Y/N is just another ordinary college student. One evening she comes across a wounded black cat and decides to pick it up. Trouble ensues when the cat suddenly transforms into a man. And an extremely good-looking man at that, who behaves like a cat but claims to be her guardian.

Rating: M

Previous || Next

Chapter: 3

Y/N’s P.o.V.

The next time that you blinked open your eyes, you found yourself sleeping very uncomfortably in a chair, your head resting atop your study table. Immediately you lifted your head and noticed how you had drooled over a portion of the assignment that you were supposed to submit today. Great! Stretching your limbs, you finally left the chair and yawned all the way towards the washroom, your eyes lazily roaming around the whole room. It took you a few moments but as soon as realisation hit you, you jerked away from the washroom's door and took another look at your bed. From what you can recall, you are not the only living person in this dorm anymore. Your eyes widened further when you remembered the whole incident with you coming across an injured cat and taking it in.

“No way!” you yelled as you began searching for the little being all over your room but panicked as you found no traces of him.

You practically ran out of your bedroom to check the other portions of your dorm when a very faint meow reached your ears. You rushed towards the small kitchenette from where the sound had originated and your eyes instantly caught sight of black fur. There, much to your surprise, you found the cat was safe and actually enjoying munching on your favourite breakfast cereal.

“How did you find food?” you asked him, completely ignoring the fact that he's a speechless animal that won't even be able to explain himself. However you were proven wrong when the little one licked his paw and pointed towards the top cupboard which was left ajar. Ofcourse, he's a cat. He climbed up to the cupboard and somehow reached the box of cereal. You nodded your head in understanding and sighed when you realised you were actually talking to a cat. Way to go Y/N! When you looked back at the counter, you sighed even more at the mess that he had created. Half of the cereal was scattered over the counter top and the box..well, there were nasty scratch marks, explaining how he had managed to open the box in the first place.

“You're a smart one, aren't you?” you asked with a pout as you lowered your head at the cat. As if he seemed to have understood you, he meow-ed in response. You nodded at him again but then, widened your eyes yet again. A gasp escaped your lips. The cat..he's finally awake! You had been so overwhelmed with the dirty counter that this fact entirely slipped your thoughts.

“Oh my god!” you gasped again as you picked him up to scan his injuries. They were still healing. You wondered how he managed to even walk out of the bed in such a poor state of health.

“You're tough.” you mumbled more to yourself as you carried him back to your room to give him a bath, completely forgetting about the lectures that you had to attend later today.

This little cat is really smart, you have to admit. The moment you took him near the bathtub, he wiggled out of your arms and jumped into the warm water. You giggled at his unexpected eagerness and squeezed-out a blob of your bodywash soap to apply over his fur. You made a mental note to buy some cat supplies for his bathing and hygiene later on. Once again, instead of shying away, he allowed you to lather him with the soap and even purred as you massaged his body a bit. Wow! For a moment the thought of him actually being someone's trained lost pet crossed your mind. It can be possible right? What if he just accidentally got separated from his owners and was then attacked by the strays? And to protect himself, he took shelter under the park bench. Maybe this is exactly how it all happened and maybe you are actually supposed to be searching for his true owners.

Rinsing him clean of the soap, you patted him dry with a towel and carried him back to your bed. As you laid him down, you tilted your face close to his and asked childishly, “Are you possibly lost?”

The only response that you got was a soft meow and a lick of your cheek. Awww, it was so adorable. You patted his head once and to your surprise, he brought up his paw and lightly bopped your nose. Giggling in amazement, you shook your head and left yourself to take a bath.

“So you're saying that you found him atop the counter, munching on the cereal?” asked a surprised Katie as she petted the now awake cat.

“Yes!” you huffed out in annoyance as you were currently busy cleaning the dirty counter.

“And you're saying that he responds with gestures to your words?” she asked a second question.

“Yes!” you huffed out yet again as you dumped the spoiled box of your favourite breakfast into the trashcan.

“Well aren't you a smart one.” You heard your junior coo to the small being and as you entered the living room to join them, a small smile curled upon your lips. You're actually glad that Katie has been true to her words and hasn’t uttered about your new roommate to even a single soul. It's really for the better if less people know about this.

“You're going to meet Namjoon today?” Katie asked still scratching the neck of the little being.

Now that she has mentioned this, you remembered how you had thought of naming this little kitty here but to your dismay couldn't come up with any good cat names. It's not that you hadn't tried, it's just that you have never done anything of this sort before. You have no experience in parenting or pet-care whatsoever. Heck! You can't even take care of your own self so how are you supposed to know stuff like this?

“I guess I'll take him to the vet first.” You informed your junior as you went back to your bedroom for a change of clothes.

Finally, after changing into a simple mint green Tee and a pair of blue denim capris, you walked out of your room and headed straight to the front, passing by Katie and the little cat in the living room. She immediately picked up the lazily lying feline and dropped him into your arms as soon as you finished tying the laces of your white converses. You shifted the position of your arms to make the cat feel more comfortable in your arms and smiled at Katie as she waved her goodbye before leaving. You locked the door to your small dorm and headed to see the same vet again.

The clinic wasn’t as crowded as yesterday and you were immediately allowed to see the doctor. But just as you walked in, the man frowned at you.

“I gave you a prescription that must last for a week and yet here you are right on the next day with..a healthy and awake cat.” The man finished his sentence in confusion, a frown appearing on his pretty face.

You smiled slightly because you already know the reason behind his frown. He had told you that due to the severity of the wounds, it may take a while for the cat to wake-up but if he does, then he still won't be able to move around much. Well, contrary to the words of the experienced man, the cat was up and about and to give him a good example of that, you freed the cat from your hold. The black feline nimbly landed on the tiled-flooring and began exploring, occasional meows leaving his adorable small mouth.

“H-How?!” the doctor asked no one in particular, questioning his own knowledge in the field.

“I have no idea.” You answered honestly, “I woke up this morning and found him enjoying my box of favourite cereal.”

The man gasped at that and you went on to explain further about the whole open cupboard thing and how despite being a cat the little one had enjoyed bathing in the water. The vet was way more shocked than you were and he began scribbling some notes into his diary. Apparently, this is the first time he has had such a case in his life. After that, he picked up the cat and began doing the regular check-ups starting from hearing his heartbeat via the stethoscope hanging around his neck.

“Oh! And..he even responds to my words.” You told him the small piece of info as if it barely mattered.

“This is rare – no – this is the first time I’m hearing something like this.” said the astonished man.

You shrugged off his words with a chuckle, “That's nothing new. He must be someone's lost pet. That's all.”

“No miss, from what I’ve gathered through my two-day analysis on this little one, he isn't adopted. His body framework doesn't support your words. He doesn’t appear to be like one of those home-fed cats.” The man stated without any ounce of doubt in himself and you simply listened because you didn't really know how to respond to that.

Wait. So this means I get to keep him? You felt excited at the prospect and you have no idea why. Maybe because you need a companion? But then..you have friends don't you?

“Name?” the doctor asked, pulling you out of your land of thoughts.

“Y/N” you responded airily.

“Not yours, the cat's.” he stated and waited for you to speak again.

“I..I still don't have one.” You explained sheepishly and he sighed.

He resumed writing on the fresh sheet of the notepad and you noticed how just like the other day, he labelled your cat with a number preceded by the word ‘Test’.

“Test 95 ?” you asked, slightly annoyed that a living, breathing creature is being labelled and treated like a thing.

“Yes, until you name him, that is how he'll be addressed in my clinic.” The doctor said, “I've changed a few ointments and prescribed a medicinal soap so make sure you bath him using that only.”

“Okay” you mumbled, the label-thing still irking your thoughts.

Taking the note of prescriptions from the man’s hand, you picked up the cat and bowed, “Thank you again, Doctor..”

“Jin” he introduced himself, “Doctor Kim Seokjin.”

You shook the welcoming palm of the man, wondering how you missed the name of the vet whose clinic you're actually visiting for a second time now. You left the place with another bow at the older man.

It took you about 40 minutes to reach the studio where Namjoon works on your feet. Unfortunately, you didn’t have enough money to buy any vehicle.

On your arrival, you smiled in memory at the gothic metal banner that read ‘BANGTAN’, the background being a bulletproof vest. This banner always reminds you how you had entered this place in search of your dorm building. You were still a freshman and a newbie in the city. But that one meeting where you had simply intended to ask for help from a man who likes calling himself “Rap Monster”, turned into a sweet friendship due to your love for music.

Sighing, you finally turned the knob of the door and walked in uninvited like you usually do. You don’t need to worry about being called a burglar since you had texted him about your visit a few hours ago.

As expected, your friend wasn’t there at the reception which reminded you how much of a workaholic he is. And so, according to your guesses, he must be in one of the smaller rooms by the gallery, which are the actual studios here.

Walking down past the several doors in the gallery, you gently knocked at the door that was labelled ‘Mon Studio’ and patiently waited, stroking your fluffy companion.

The door opened a minute later, revealing a lean but healthy, tall man with dishevelled grey hair. The sight didn’t faze you at all because well, this is the condition you see him in most of the times. He glanced at you then at the little black ball of fur in your arms and his lips stretched into a big smile of adoration. With one hand he closed the door to his personal studio and the other he motioned towards you, gesturing for a hug. But just as you moved closer and his arm made contact with your shoulder, the cat tried escaping your arms, a loud, feral snarl leaving its mouth.

“What the..” You struggled to hold the cat back as Namjoon literally jumped back in defence.

It took you a few moments to calm the little feline and it meowed in it’s low, gravely tone as you stroked him into a state of calm. Namjoon scratched his cheek nervously, his eyes watching the animal cautiously.

“I’m sorry, Joon.” You mumbled out helplessly. You have no idea as to why the cat got so mad at your friend all of a sudden.

The tall man smiled politely at you. “It’s fine, Y/N. I think you should put him down, allow him to get used to this new place?” He suggested and stepped forward, this time approaching your pet first.

“Hey buddy,” He spoke to the slightly pouting cat as you put him down on the wooden floor of the studio, “I’m Y/N’s friend Namjoon. I won’t harm her, I swear.”

Almost as if the four-pawed male could understand Namjoon, it meowed in response. And Namjoon’s smile eased and he patted the cat’s head once. Thankfully, this time there weren’t any negative reactions and the black cat allowed the man to touch him.

“OH HELL NO!”

A sharp yet low tone of voice boomed in and interrupted the soft moment between the cat and your friend and all three of you simultaneously turned your heads towards the source of the voice. There at the main door stood Min Yoongi, the other owner of this studio. And by the frown on his face, he wasn’t in a good mood.

He began taking fast steps towards you, his glare directed back and forth between you and Namjoon. “I know you guys love teasing me with that ‘Meow Meow’ nickname but..” He said creating finger-quotes, “..but to think you’ll bring in an actual cat! Is this an attempt at a practical joke?” He asked, his veiny finger pointed at the little black cat.

And it is then that you remembered how you and Joon have been teasing Yoongi with the nickname “Lil Meow Meow” because his certain features are similar to that of an actual cat. “Meow Meow” was a name given by you but well, the “Lil” was added along by Namjoon since he’s taller than Yoongi. It’s only normal for him to assume that the presence of a cat in their shared studio is a kind of practical joke.

“Yoongs no.” You began, “this is a stray I found under a park bench and decided to take in. I just brought him here so you two can help me pick out a name for him.”

Yoongi was still a bit suspicious even after your explanation but approached the cat nonetheless, making you and Namjoon flinch back in fear. But much to your shock, the cat didn’t go into his attack mode like it had done with Namjoon. “So you’re a guy, huh?” Yoongi said, taking the furry being in his arms without any signs of displeasure from your kitty.

“Make sure you behave like a gentleman with Y/N.” It wasn’t a suggestion but a firm statement. A very Yoongi-like thing to do.

Namjoon snickered, a strange but plausible thought entering his mind, “Maybe he acknowledges Yoongi-hyung as one of his kind.” Joon whispered to you, unable to contain his snickers. You instead, burst into strong fits of laughter due to the joke.

Both Yoongi and the cat eyed you two with a cute pout, not welcoming the joke even the slightest bit.

Since the studio was closed due to the absence of Hoseok, the third co-owner, the three of you sat idly on the reception floor, your cat still snuggling in Yoongi’s arms. For some reason, the two had taken an instant liking to each-other. Maybe it really has something to do with Yoongi’s cat-like nature? Not that you mind it.

Actually, he was quite busy conversing with the cat all this time while you and Joon watched. The cat really seemed to have made an impression on Yoongi as he was enjoying all the responses the little feline gave him. But this put you slightly at unease. What if Dr. Jin assumed wrong? What if this cat truly belongs to someone else? Afterall, his actions express he is used to a domestic environment.

“So I heard you were hurt pretty bad, mochi?” Yoongi asked to the kitty and again, as expected, he responded with another one of his many cute meows. Awwww… You couldn’t help yourself from cooing at the sight. Wait!?

“Mochi?” Namjoon beat you to the thought as he asked in an amused tone.

Yet Yoongi didn’t seem to mind at all. He responded in a calm, matter-of-fact sort of tone, “Yeah, he’s soft and squishy like those rice cakes so-”

“OMG YES!” You yelled all of a sudden. “Mochi, that’s it!” you finalised, snapping your fingers.

Your friends and your cat flashed you questioning glances, to which you answered instantly. “I was looking for a name for him and as Yoongi says, Mochi sounds perfect.” You explained, recalling why you had come to visit your friends in the first place.

They merely nodded in understanding as your words settled in their brain and went back to paying attention to their little companion. “How bout you buddy?” Joon asked, “Do you like your name?”

The cat actually nodded his head at the three of you and you smiled brightly at the little fluff. “Okay, Mochi it is.”

A/N: So, I’ve finally made up my mind to continue this. If I get even one reader I’ll update fast.

Yeah..the ending was a bit rushed I admit. I’ll edit later. Also the reason why Y/N and Katie themselves didn’t decide on the Cat-Jimin’s name is because I wanted every character to have some part in this.

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Loving Him [4]

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance, Smut

Pairing: Badboy Jimin X Reader

Summary: Loving someone who doesn’t return it is caustic and yet you are unable to stop yourself from falling deeper and deeper for this enigmatic man you came across one warm summer.

Rating: M

A/N: I know I said this will be fluff but now that I am back, I’ve made certain changes to the originally intended one and so, yeah..expect mild smut in the coming chapters..XD

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Part 4

With the end of your two-week long moping, comes Monday morning. A morning you had always hated in the past. A Monday that you’d never in your wildest dreams expected to be this cheerful. But this is different, for this Monday you are officially ready to get rid of the mysterious boy named Park Jimin. You are finally ready to let go of whatever momentary attraction you had felt for him and move on.

Removing the warm blanket from your form, you literally bounce out of the bed in your underwear. And as you make your way out the room, you pull on your favorite oversized T-shirt and get into the kitchen. Today really is going to be a better day. You reassure yourself as you stretch your limbs and put your favorite playlist on cellphone to shuffle, swaying your hips to the rhythm of the random songs.

“I like how it feels!” You yell along to the lyrics of Enrique’s song as you cook yourself a delicious breakfast of eggs and bacon.

You really like how it feels. You feel better.. Because finally the summer break is over and with it, all thoughts of Park Jimin. Your classes are reopening from today onwards and you’re excited (and thankful) to begin your last year in high school.

To begin with, why were you even so entranced by this Park Jimin? Like, what has he even done for you? You literally saw him for a day and that too, for mere hours. Actually, he shouldn’t mean anything to you. Yes! He shouldn’t and he won’t.

Donning the school uniform again makes you feel so much better. It gives you more willpower and a sense of glee you didn’t know you had been missing. Seriously why were you all sullen over a guy you barely know?!

As you walk through the premises of the school, a breeze tickles your skin, making your skirt flutter with it and you realize that summer really is gone..

Now, it’s time for the rains…

A feeling of joy tingles your whole form and instinctively, you close your eyes to enjoy this welcoming change in weather.

“Y/N!”

A voice calls you out and you turn around to come face-to-face with the bright smile of Jeon Jungkook, vice-captain of the football team. You had completely forgotten about him and your other friends this summer. Damn. You really need to return to your old lifestyle.

“Hi Kookie” You wave a hand and smile.

“We’re taking in new members today so um..” He scratches his neck, his head cocked sideways in an act of shyness, “I hope you’ll come and watch?”

You smile at him. This sweet, junior of yours has always liked you. It’s obvious. It has always been obvious to you. Sadly though, you don’t return the sentiment. But now..you think you must reconsider and give this young man a chance.

“Sure! I’ll see you there.” You give him another polite smile and excuse yourself.

It‘s about time you actually start enjoying your high school life as you are supposed to. Even if it involves dating someone younger than you. A flash of brown crosses your vision for a fleeting moment but you immediately brush it aside. You will move on…

With your hands busy shuffling through the multiple things in your locker and your eyes skimming across your class schedule, you make a mental note to find your friends during lunch break. You need to catch up with everyone, hear their stories and gossips. And you also have to attend those football try-outs that Jungkook has invited you for. For a moment you wonder if it’ll be okay to drag your friends along. Hmmm… Or maybe he wants you to come alone? Wait what if-

“I said get the fuck outta ma way!”

Some unknown dude shouts and you flinch, resulting in your hands shaking, which further leads to the fall of your books on the floor. Great! You kneel down to collect them, the dude yelling even more profanities at some other guy. A long sigh leaves your lips. Your very first lecture of the day is about to start and you don’t want these kind of bad words crossing your mind during it.

But just as you stand back up and arch your face towards the shouting dude, your eyes fall upon a beautiful shade of blue locks and a voice that begins sounding more and more familiar by every passing second. No.. No it can’t be. You try convincing yourself with a quick shake of your head but the view before you boldly denies your thought.

And so with a sudden anxiousness bubbling in your form, you mumble, “J..Jimin?”

The man turns around and just as you had expected, your eyes take in the beautiful sight of Park Jimin, standing merely a few metres from you, his brown hair now dyed into a light shade of blue. There are nicks and cuts on his impeccable face, a bruise at the left corner of his lips. Yes, it is indeed Park Jimin. Injured. Different. Beautiful.

He stares at you with narrowed brows, the one’s you had witnessed on a warm morning two weeks ago when he had pinned you down on your bed. (You still have no idea why or how he had that sudden change in his personality.) Slowly his brows smooth down as recognition swims through his mind and you faintly hear another curse rolling off his lips before he literally launches himself at you.

A/N: So yeah.. this is written very plainly and its short :/

Plus, I ended this on a very bad place but I swear I’ll update as soon as I can..:)

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MY GUARDIAN KITTY [4]

Genre: Romance/Angst/Smut

Pairing: Shape-shifter Jimin X Human Reader

Summary:

Y/N is just another ordinary college student. One evening she comes across a wounded black cat and decides to pick it up. Trouble ensues when the cat suddenly transforms into a man. And an extremely good-looking man at that, who behaves like a cat but claims to be her guardian.

Rating: M

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Chapter: 4

NOTE: Make sure to read the previous chapters in this series before reading this one.

⚠️WARNING⚠️: NAKED JIMIN IN DETAILS IN THE LAST PART OF THIS CHAPTER XD

Y/N’s P.o.V.

Two weeks have passed ever since that day spent at your friends' studio. And your new furry buddy hasn’t been the nicest of cats. You still remember how he had snarled and hissed at every other guy at the pet store who even so much as breathed near you. And you were only trying to buy cat stuff for him. Well, it’s obvious that he doesn’t approve much of male company besides himself or Yoongi and Joon. Also, your cat doesn’t comply with you on matters like sleeping in his own cat bed that you spent quite a lot of money on(you’ll have to work extra hours at your part-time job). Instead he likes snuggling with you every night in your bed. Then there’s also the issue with him never touching any of the cat food you purchased from the best of brands. He only eats from your plate, which is kinda weird because he’s a cat and he must love cat food. You even called up Dr. Seokjin to talk about the matter but he shrugged it off, saying those chemical infested market products aren’t healthy anyways. He’s quite careless for a doctor to be honest. But putting everything aside, you’re genuinely enjoying the company of your new roommate. He has filled your boring existent with his soft purrs and adorable meows. You can never admit in words how glad you are that he isn’t someone else’s lost pet and that you get to keep him.

Pushing away your rambling thoughts, you sit up in your bed as another morning begins. You stretch your limbs and take off your oversized Tee, leaving your body only in your undergarments. And as you climb down the bed, your eyes fall upon your reflection in the dresser’s mirror, making you groan at your slightly chubby form. No matter how hard you workout, you just aren’t able to get rid of these extra pounds on your body.

But before you can dwell too much on your body-fat, a faint meow catches your ears and you turn around to face your now awake, little feline buddy.

“Morning, Mochi.” You coo at him as you pick him into your arms for a hug. “Let’s take a bath, shall we?”

Here we go again. Out of all things, this is the hardest for you to do every morning— leaving Mochi all by himself. Yes, there’s this thing called college, which you can’t skip cause lectures are important and you need to attend them in order to study and maintain your grades. And the fact that lil Mochi acts all unbothered with you leaving him here everyday, hurts you even more. He shows how strong he is and that he doesn’t miss you much but every afternoon when you return, his first reaction is to jump at you and lick your face and neck affectionately. Ugh! How you wish you could stay.

There are times Katie doesn’t have her regular lectures and sneaks in using the spare key to your apartment so she can spend time with your cat but even she can’t do it on a daily basis. You also have the option of leaving him at your friends' studio since Yoongi has taken quite a shine to Mochi but yeah..they too can’t do it all the time.

“Why don’t you like the pet handler?” You ask petting his black fur.

But the cat immediately looks away, licking at his paw as if trying to avoid this conversation. Well, his gestures explain his dislike for pet handlers. Mochi is a really sweet and loving cat but only to the people he trusts. And so far his list of trustworthy humans only includes you and your three friends.

Sighing in defeat, you kneel before the cat, “I’ll be back soon, okay?”

The cat instantly turns to you, his shiny brown eyes staring intensely at you. Damn. You are always taken aback by this but you shrug it away and plant a kiss on his cute nose, making him growl softly in appreciation.

“Be a good boy, Mochi.”

And with that said, you walk out of your apartment, locking it from outside for safety purposes.

“..so let’s start with Jacobians today. This…”

You teacher’s words get drowned by your weighing thoughts about a certain dark-furred cat. Yes, you are supposed to focus on your classes but ever since the arrival of Mochi in your life, you aren’t able to. It’s extremely hard for you to pay attention when your head is full of meows and growls and silky-smooth fur and cute, little paws and.. The list is endless. Ugh! You’ve grown way too attached to this stray cat in a short amount of your living together. You need to draw a line. You must start somewhere.

As you sneak a glance at your cellphone’s screen from under the table to check the time, you think about seeing Dr. Jin after the classes. Maybe he can help you find a solution to this little issue.

The moment Doctor Kim Seokjin lifts his head to greet his next appointment and sees your face instead, his eyes squint into fine slits, clearly expressing his displeasure at seeing you again. He heaves out a long sigh and rubs his eyes before speaking. “You’re here again.”

And it’s a statement. As if he isn’t surprised at all by you paying him a visit anymore. Yet just as you step closer towards him and take a seat at the chair on the opposite end of his work desk, he raises a hand to stop you.

“Miss Y/N, it’s not even been a month and you’ve already given me 16 calls and 3 visits counting this one. It’s-”

“Wait-Sorry, ” you cut through his words, “It’s just..I..just.. I’ve never had a pet in my life and Mochi is making it really hard for me.”

The older man sighs again, “I know I’m young and kinda inexperienced but I do know that small issues like your cat crying in the middle of the night or tearing your fluffy cushions with his sharp claws isn’t a big deal. It’s..It’s part of his cat nature.”

You cough and nod. “It’s not simply about his catty activities. He doesn’t stay with any pet handlers, doesn’t like cat food and..” You mutter out, unable to continue on with the last bit.

He narrows his eyes at that, looking more attentive now, “What exactly did the cat do?”

“That um..” You scratch your neck awkwardly and crane your head to the side.

“Spill” He speaks in a commanding tone, almost as if you two have been good friends for a long time.

You scratch your neck again and bite your lip in embarrassment before speaking, “It’s..there’s this cute guy in my class and I may kinda..sorta like him n all..”

“Uh..huh..” Jin urges you to go on and somehow it makes you feel less embarrassed talking about it.

“Just the other day the guy walked me back to my apartment and I offered him a chance to stay a bit longer by using the excuse of coffee.” You feel your emotions rile up and continue, “But just as I brought in coffee to him-”

“Did Mochi do something to your friend?!” Jin asks, sightly worried.

“NO!” You answer immediately, startling the both of you about your overprotective behavior towards a cat you just found two weeks ago. Taking a few breaths to calm your agitated emotions, you speak again, “Mochi didn’t do anything..atleast not to him.”

A long sigh leaves Doctor Kim’s mouth, expressing how bored he is starting to get of this whole conversation. And so, you go on to explain. “Mochi was all grumpy and growly at my friend but the minute I brought in coffee to the living room, it’s like he realised that my friend is going to stay for longer. So he jumped at the tray of hot mugs in my hands and spilled the beverage, getting slightly burnt by the coffee.”

“Wait,” Jin picks his pen again and begins writing, “You’re telling me that your cat injured himself so all your attention would go on him instead of your cute guy friend?”

You narrow your eyes in thought. Honestly, before talking to the doctor, you hadn’t seen it this way. You hadn’t reached any conclusion at all. But now, as stupid as it may seem, it’s only plausible to believe that Mochi was trying to gain your attention. More like, Mochi doesn’t enjoy you paying too much attention to people who aren’t him, specifically men.

“Yeah..” is all that you can mumble.

“And?” Dr. Jin presses on.

“And..” You think to yourself as you speak, “And I don’t feel mad about it. Like, there are times I try to scold him but I just can’t find it in myself to stay mad at him. Not even when he spilled the coffee and made my friend leave.”

Your own words surprise you a bit too much. It’s interesting how close relationship you’ve developed with Mochi in just the span of 2 weeks. Maybe the time spent together at nights after the hours of separation due to college and homework has deepened this bond.

“Y/N,” the doctor startles you and you meet his eyes. “I think you’re just experiencing the protectiveness that every pet owner feels during their starting months. Just try to be a bit stern and punish him when he does something he isn’t supposed to, okay?”

“Yeah..” You nod your head dubiously, rearranging your handbag on your shoulder. “Yeah, I can try that..”

And with that you take your leave.

Upon your return to your apartment, neither are you greeted by the usual sight of your fluffy cat lying lazily on the couch nor do you see him hop out of the kitchen to greet you. Well wherever he is, he is in for a scolding for how he made your friend leave. Trying to gain your attention is one thing but getting himself hurt in the process is bad. Thank goodness only a few drops of the spilling coffee touched him otherwise his shiny, dark fur would’ve burnt. And his wounds are still not completely healed. They may only look like small nicks and cuts now but you worry about him. What if he hurts himself and ends up reopening the still healing wounds. He was behaving like an immature, bad kitty and he must be taught right.

And you enter your bedroom with the same conviction but just as your eyes land upon the soundly asleep ball of fur in your bedsheets, your shoulders sag. Your gaze softens at the mere sight of his adorable face and whiskers squishing into the pillow. Aww..

You completely forget about scolding him. Instead you decide to leave as quietly as you walked in to the room. The next few hours are spent by you cleaning your apartment and doing your assignments. You even call up the pet store, asking if they accept returns and if you’ll be refunded for the money you spent on that cat bed. How could you even think about chiding Mochi? He isn’t the best of cats but truthfully thinking, he hasn’t ever caused you any big troubles. He doesn’t scratch your doors or tear your cushions with his sharp claws. He doesn’t even break things that other pets normally like doing. Aside from spoiling your cereal box that one time and spilling coffee the other day, he hasn’t done anything horrible like those other pets do. There is definitely a hint of mischief in his brown eyes but he doesn’t do anything to irk you. He only seeks your attention and love.

You sigh and shake your head. Okay, no more mulling about Mochi’s habit. Closing and gathering all your study material, you walk back to your room and place your things on your study table. It’s about time you wake up your sweet roommate. And so, you edge towards the bet and gently try to wake up your cat. The little feline blinks his eyes and yawns, his cute nose scrunching numerous times before finally reaching proper consciousness. You can’t help but feel awe at his adorable actions.

As soon as he finds you watching him, he looks back and without even his trying you are able to sense the presence of affection in his eyes. The love between you and your pet is mutual. So sweet. You squeal inwardly at the thought and scratch his neck.

“Did you sleep well?” You ask, to which he responds with an instant meow.

You can’t help but giggle at him. There’s something really exhilarating about Mochi. This little, black cat really gives you joy. You pick him up and head towards the bathroom, deciding on taking a long, warm bath before cooking dinner for the two of you.

Turning the tap for hot water, you strip down and get into the warm bath. After adding in your favourite bathing soap and closing the tap, you gesture towards Mochi, who immediately hops in. You laugh fervently at him and rub your nose with his.

“I really love you so much, Mochi.” You say truthfully and he responds with another one of his usual meows.

You giggle like a high-schooler and say it again, “I love you Mochi.”

Mochi meows right back.

Okay, this is way too cute. Why didn’t you get a pet sooner!? Like, you feel so blessed that you chanced upon this little furry being that rainy day at the park. Mochi is like the person you didn’t know you needed until you found him. It almost feels like this crappy fate thing you see in all these romance dramas. It feels so true at this very moment..so real and right. It feels perfect— Mochi held in your palms, the two of you staring at each-other like the ideal pair of owner and pet.

On a whim you slowly move your face close to his, his whiskers tickling your skin. And with a fond smile, you give him a soft peck. The water surrounding your bodies begins waving and sloshing at the same time. You yelp in shock and suddenly feel your arms straining, making your eyes widen slightly for you feel Mochi’s weight constantly increasing. A whizz of air and bubbles and steam begins clouding your vision and you start panicking.

Amidst all the chaos occurring in and around your bathtub, you suspect something different. Your arms feel light, the weight of Mochi disappearing altogether until it is replaced by something much heavier and bigger and warmer hovering your form. And as the steam cloaking your eyes dramatically clears, your eyes meet familiar, deep brown ones, staring intently at you. Except those brown orbs do not belong to your fluffy cat but to the handsome face of a young man. Yes, a fully grown man, naked and all hovering over you. And just as the realization settles in your brain, your reflexive senses turn the gears and you let out a scream in pure fright.

“Y/N don’t..” comes the words from the honey-sweet voice of the man right above you. You can’t help but nod at his soft yet manly, rumbling voice. Okay..Who is he?

Not to be overdramatic but you feel your heart skipping beats, the time slowing around you two as you try to comprehend what exactly is happening with you. Who is this dude!? No wait, from how your eyes take in his extremely muscly, chiseled body and rippling abs, his manhood only concealed due to his lower half being dipped in the water of the tub, you can definitely say he’s not a dude. This right here is definitely a man! And a very hot piece as well.

Mentally slapping yourself for ogling at a stranger, you look all over except for him in search of your feline companion. Where is Mochi!?

“Y/N” the man calls you again, as gently as the first time and for some reason you like how your name sounds on his plush lips. Wait a minute! How does he even know your name? To begin with, how did he even get here???

The man starts standing up, making you freak out because from what you assume, he is stark naked. “No don’t!” You make a futile attempt but it’s too late. Your eyes travel south the second he stands up straight, stopping once they take in the sight of his well-endowed intimates. Wow! You are amazed at what a perfect specimen he is anatomically. From his sharp jawline to his solid chest, from his veiny arms to his strong legs and everything in-between, literally from head to toe, this man is the epitome of perfection in your book. You wonder if you’re dreaming when he smiles slightly (or is it a smirk) at you.

You open your mouth to express your mix of emotions but find yourself at a loss of words. It takes you a moment to register the fact that you’ve been staring at this unknown adonis far too long. And another few moments to grasp the fact that you too are completely devoid of any clothing. Thank the bubbly bath water for protecting your privates.

But then an even bigger realisation reaches your mind— you are lying naked in a bath tub, an equally bare man standing over you. A man. A complete stranger is with you inside your bathroom! With fear striking you again, you move your lips, about to scream yet another time. But the man’s fast reflexes beat you to it as his palm latches over your lips.

“Y/N listen-”

You fidget out of his hold on your lips and shake your head, “No! Who the hell are you!?”

“Listen please-”

“NO!!!” You ignore him, “WHO ARE YOU!? AND WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!?”

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you!” The man yells back, making you tremble. He too flinches instantly when he sees how he’s scared you. Sighing deeply in order to calm himself, he passes a hand through his silky, black locks before trying again, “I’m Mochi.”

“Oh…” At first you gaze stupidly at him but then his words sink in your brain and you shriek, “WHAAT?!”

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So..too dramatic? I’m sorry, it’s just a first draft. I’ll edit here and there whenever I can.

So, finally Jimin has been introduced in all his naked glory XD But did you guys like it? Please leave some reviews.

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My Guardian Kitty [5]

Genre: Romance/Angst/Smut

Pairing: Shape-shifter Jimin X Human Reader

Summary: Y/N is just another ordinary college student. One evening she comes across a wounded black cat and decides to pick it up. Trouble ensues when the cat suddenly transforms into a man. And an extremely good-looking man at that, who behaves like a cat but claims to be her guardian.

Rating: M

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Chapter: 5

NOTE: Make sure to read the previous chapters in this series before reading this one.

⚠️WARNING⚠️: NAKED JIMIN, NAKED YOU and an innocent Jimin acting like a feline..

Y/N’s P.o.V.

“I’m Mochi.” The dark haired man tells you in his soft, soothing voice in an attempt to calm you but it is evident from his stiff shoulders how equally uneasy he is.

“Oh…” You gaze stupidly at him but then your brain starts processing his words and just as they settle in, you shriek in disbelief, “WHAAT?!”

“Y/N please calm down and listen–”

“No!” You yell again, reflexively flinching away from his approaching arms and you can see disappointment cross his brown orbs for a flash before he fakes a big, friendly smile, his eyes completely disappearing into crescents. Cute.

“Listen Y/N” he says ignoring your low scream of disapproval to get out of the tub. He strides towards the wall hangers, pulls a towel from one of the hooks and wraps it securely around his waist, which you are extremely thankful for. His male intimates were kind of distracting you from the whole situation. “You may find it hard to believe but I am Mochi.” He puts extra emphasis on the last bit but you still can’t seem to believe his words.

HARD!? He thinks you find it hard!? Just “hard”!? You are completely blown away. As dramatic as it may sound, you can feel your head exploding, numerous memories of your time spent with your little black cat within these two weeks flashing before your eyes. How can a cat that small be a man this big!? Forget it! How can a cat suddenly turn into a man at all!? You try to do the math but none of it adds up. This sounds so cliché and fictional. How can you just accept what he said without even questioning him?

You squinch in surprise when you see a towel brought to your face. You were too consumed to find ways to unravel this whole situation that you didn’t see the man approach you. You accept the proffered piece of cloth and he turns around, allowing you a moment of privacy to wrap yourself in the towel. That’s so sweet and gentlemanly of him unlike how a few minutes ago he was unabashedly showing off his stark naked body. But seriously, how can you just accept his statement without any solid proof?

“Who are you?” you ask, hoping he’ll confess the truth this time instead of turning this whole scenario into some magical drama series moment. But he repeats the same words and even if you feel annoyed and scared, there’s a weird sort of familiarity about him. Like..you haven’t seen him before but have known him long enough to trust him. His aura is very likeable and known? It’s inexplicable. How strange..

You frown in confusion, an ache growing in your head due to too much thinking. The man’s brows are furrowed. It’s admirable how hard he is trying to make you believe in him. Amidst all his mulling, he involuntarily brings the back of his palm to his lips and begins licking it– no wait! He’s actually licking a small nick on the back of his palm. Your eyes begin widening as an utterly preposterous thought starts brewing in your mind when you notice his left cheek. “No!” you tell yourself defiantly, “No it can’t be.” You surprise the man by suddenly grabbing his face between your palms and turn it both ways to examine it and just as you had suspected, you find a cut marring his left cheek. “Ohhh no..” you drawl out in more shock than even before. He winces and pulls away from your hold onto his face. Your eyes follow the movement of his hand which travels down his torso and comes to rest upon a big cut on the left side of his lower abdomen. Your eyes widen even more as recognition and acceptance finally dawns upon your being. The big cut is at a similar place as the biggest cut on your injured cat's body as well as the cut on his cheek and the back of his palm. No. Not similar; they’re the same wounds your cat had.

“You really are Mochi.”

You state the words to no one in particular. It’s completely crazy but it’s the only thing that makes sense. There is no explanation to a man’s sudden appearance inside your bathroom without him actually using the ventilator or the door connected to your bedroom. There is no explanation to how a young man appeared in your arms just as your cat disappeared in mist and bubbles. This whole happening makes no sense unless you accept this man’s words & believe that he is indeed your vanished cat. You just need to accept that somehow your dear companion magically took the form of a very attractive young man.

“That’s what I’ve been telling you.”

He says but you’re too engrossed in watching a small amount of blood trickle out of the cut on his abdomen. He hisses in pain and bites his lip and you have no idea why you find that hot. You shake your head to bury the nasty thoughts of him biting his lips in various other situations and try to get your focus back onto his wound. He must’ve accidentally reopened it earlier whilst trying to calm your agitated form.

“Oh god! You’re bleeding!” You move your palm towards the cut and he lets you cup the wound. You can feel a blush creeping up your neck but you try your best to suppress it. He’s just your cat turned into a human. You shouldn’t be bothered by the taut muscles of his torso or his slightly noticeable defined abs. You should only worry about closing the wound again.

In a very awkward manner, you try to push him further back towards the cabinet near your wash basin, your hand still securely pressed over the seeping cut. On reaching, he pulls out the First Aid Kit from the cabinet for you and you unzip it to search through the contents.

It takes you just a minute to clean the bleeding with some antiseptic on a cotton pad and then you finish by placing a clean bandage over it. And as you are done with the task, your mind reverts back into panic mode.

“B-But how can you be Mochi!? I mean how did you transform into a man!? I..I mean..how is any of this possible? Is this even real? Or-Or am I just hallucinating!?”

He places his palms over your shoulders and squeezes them lightly to ease you, his eyes scarily calm. “Y/N, I think the first thing you should do is change into proper clothes or you’ll catch a cold. After that..” his face darkens and voice lowers, “After that we can discuss about me..”

Momentarily you are touched by the determination and assurance swimming in his eyes so you nod your head like an obedient child.

You sit at the edge of your couch, cautiously watching the dark haired man stretched across the rest of it. Nobody will suspect that the man cuddling into your plush cushions was actually a wounded, stray cat that you found under a park bench on a rainy day. Heck! It’s still unbelievable for you to let the thought sink in.

You study the young man that’s apparently your Mochi as he’s busy rubbing his cheeks into the softness of the cushions. The towel that’s supposed to be draped around his waist dangles dangerously low at his hips and you sigh wearily, recalling the events that had occurred just an hour ago.

The man– Mochi had gently guided you out of the bathroom and stopped before your closet. There, he left you by yourself to pick the clothing of your choice, himself settling on your bed. He watched you innocently as you held the clothes close to your bosom, waiting for you to change into them. When you had requested him to leave the room, he had countered by saying that he has already been seeing you naked numerous times these whole two weeks so you need not feel embarrassed. It was infuriating because earliar he had displayed gentlemanly behavior with the whole towel incident in the bathroom. It’s like he has dual personalities. But still, he left the room when you requested him a second time.

After numerous attempts at trying to get your legs through the pantyhose and adjusting your breasts into your bra, you had put on a pair of sweatpants and your favorite tee-shirt. And all the while you could feel his- Mochi’s presence right outside your room.

Closing your eyes, you let out a long sigh & let go of the memory. You really want to forget everything that’s happened in the last few hours of your life. How you wish that all of this is nothing but a dream— an unusual dream that you’ll wake up from any moment now only to find yourself fallen asleep in the lukewarm water of your bathtub, your dear little Mochi meowing at you. Your Mochi who will still be a cat, not a man. With another sigh, you close your eyes tighter and even join hands in a desperate prayer but just as you reopen them, you are met with the mesmerizing brown orbs of a beautiful young man clad in nothing but a white towel covering his privates.

He– Mochi! You correct yourself in your head for the umpteenth time now. It’s really unbelievable that this man was a small black cat who lived with you for two whole weeks! He looks right at you and smiles knowingly. Its like he can read the uncertainty in your being. He shifts from the cushions to take your palms between his own slightly bigger ones and smiles even more radiantly than before.

“Don’t worry Y/N, I’m not a bad person. I’m really not. I swear I will never do anything that will hurt your feelings or harm you.” He promises, followed by a gentle squeeze of your palms. And again, you feel your heart falling for his words, your being accepting him without any questions until a small doubtful part of you negates. You just can’t trust him fully so easily.

“Yoongi will be here in a bit then we can talk.” He adds, to alleviate a bit of the tension from your nerves.

That’s right. After you had changed into your current clothes and bumped into Mochi on emerging out of your bedroom, he himself had suggested that you call Yoongi. Well, partly because he needed ‘guy clothes' but mostly because he thinks there must be someone close to you like a friend or relative of sorts when he begins explaining about himself.

And so, you called your sassy, no nonsense, rapper buddy, who picked the call after your 6th attempt and answered gruffly. It took a while to convince him to bring a pair of his clothes along with his underwear without questioning your strange request but he agreed in the end. Now you two are just waiting for Yoongi’s arrival to get over with this whole discussion about your cat turning into a man.

Obviously you have no idea how Yoongi will react or how you’ll make him believe that your cat became a man but one thing is for sure. Yoongi won’t be as freaked out as you were.

The doorbell to your apartment rings in that exact moment and you get up to open it. To your surprise, not just Yoongi but Namjoon walks in too.

“Now then, why did you ask for–”

“Meow Meow!” Yoongi is interrupted midway in his query as your cat..eh hem..Man-Cat tackles him into a crushing hug.

You stare at the scene just as confusedly as Namjoon does. Your Mochi was busy hugging and rubbing his cheek with Yoongi’s just like he used to do in his cat form.

Err…WOW

The sight is incredibly weird now that it isn’t a cat rubbing its cheek lovingly but kind of cute at the same time. You are not one of those creepy Fujoshis who fetishise young good-looking males having skin contact but the view in front of you is truly adorable.

“Who’s that?” asks Joon, puzzled.

But before you can answer, Yoongi manages to push Mochi away fron himself. Mochi looks genuinely hurt by the rude action and scoots behind you in disappointment. Namjoon smiles awkwardly, not knowing how to react whilst you try to appear apologetic.

“When I told you guys that I swing both ways, I didn’t ask for random half-naked men to be thrown at me! Literally! What kind of practical joke is this!?” Yoongi scolds and you can’t help but snicker at his words. He thinks this is some kind of hook-up tactic of yours and Joon’s since he confessed being Bisexual? He really believes that its some kind of stupid blind date fixed by his friends? Really? Well, guess you’ll have a hard time explaining everything to your buddies afterall..

“So..you’re telling us,” Namjoon says, looking at you with all the seriousness he can muster, “that this man right here,” he points towards Mochi, who is now changed into Yoongi’s ripped jeans and white tshirt, “is actually Mochi, your little, black, male cat?” You nod slowly, not knowing what else to say.

“And you’re telling us that you’re actually a shape-shifter? As in, shape-shifters that we see in fantasy movies or dramas and read about in fantasy novels?” Namjoon asks the man.

“Yes, that and my name is actually Jimin. Park Jimin.” The man tells.

Namjoon ignores him completely and switches from his music lover Joon mode to the intellectual Joon mode. He goes on to rant about how it is physically impossible for a man to shape-shift and turn into a cat only 1/3 of his size. He also talks about how Mochi’s– Jimin’s explanation is unbelievable because that will defy the laws of science. In conclusion, according to Kim Namjoon, shape-shifters are things only meant to exist in the fantasy world, not reality.

Jimin frowns. You can clearly feel that he’s being honest with you guys but he has no idea on how to make Joon believe so he suggests transforming back into a cat but you stop him immediately. You can’t afford to let him lose these clothes that for some reason make him look very fine. And it’s not just about his fine looks. You have no issue with him re-transforming to prove his words but you know that he’ll immediately try to turn back into a human and when that happens, he’ll be buck naked..again. And you seriously don’t want your friends to witness the sight of you ogling at a man who used to be your pet cat.

“Forget transformation, I wanna know why you didn’t turn into a human in these past two weeks.” Yoongi asks with suspicious raised eyebrows.

“Because I was cursed by a wizard.” Jimin answers firmly, as if curses are an everyday occurrence in our world. But it seems like your friends can’t take this seriously either. Namjoon rolls his eyes and shakes his head in disbelief.

“I know there’s nothing I can do that will make you believe me but everything I’m telling you is the truth.” Jimin states, his eyes on Yoongi’s. For some reason, he’s more determined to prove this to Yoongi than he is to Namjoon.

He’s right though. There’s nothing he can do that will make your friends believe him. Even if this is the only plausible explanation to the sudden appearance of a naked man in your bathroom, you yourself have yet to fully accept this as a fact.

“He has the same wounds as Mochi’s.” You quip in his support and Namjoon barely nods, still not satisfied.

“That’s good. That was a reason good enough to make you believe, Y/N. You’ve tended to his wounds everyday so you can recognize them easily and trust him but as for us, he needs to provide something that we share in common. Its not just about this whole fantasy thing. We need to believe that you, Jimin are actually Mochi.” Namjoon explains to him politely.

“Something that we share in common?” Jimin asks hopelessly, his brows furrowing as he wonders what he can provide in support of his statement.

“Yes, can be anything. Like something you did with us. A particular memory that was shared between Yoongi, me and your cat form.” Namjoon explains further.

“I..” the strange man lowers his face, his shoulders sagging in defeat. You can see that he really wants to be accepted but has no idea how to do so.

“When we first met,” Yoongi speaks up all of a sudden, making all three of you turn your heads towards him, “I told you something. I asked something of you since you were gonna live with Y/N. What was it, the thing that I had asked of you?”

Jimin frowns again, his brows creasing in deep thought. For a moment he looks utterly lost but then the creases in his forehead loosen and he relaxes a bit. “Make sure you behave like a gentleman with Y/N.” Jimin says, quoting the exact words that Yoongi had told him, his eyes unwavering. “It wasn’t a request but more of a command. You had asked me to behave properly.”

For a few moments you and Namjoon shift your eyes back and forth between Yoongi and Jimin before you notice Yoongi’s strong expression change into a more docile one. He nods once at the man and then smiles. “Correct.”

“So…you don’t hate me Meow Meow?” He asks like a child but you and Namjoon can’t keep yourself from snickering at the nickname. Also, its admirable that the human version of your Mochi likes Yoongi just as much as his cat version.

“Meow Meow?” Yoongi asks with narrowed eyes, “You’ve been calling me that ever since we arrived here, why?”

“Um..Y/N and Monnie Hyung also call you that.” He counters defensively.

Namjoon scratches his cheek, a small flush of pink visible on his face, “Monnie Hyung?”

It takes you barely a moment to realize the actual reason behind those adorable nicknames. ‘Meow Meow’ as in ‘Lil Meow Meow’, the nickname you and Joon gave to Yoongi for his cat-like habits meanwhile ‘Monnie Hyung’ comes from the ‘monster’ bit of Joon’s rapper name ‘Rapmonster’. It’s really sweet that all this while your cat had created his own nicknames for your friends, which simply means that he actually cherishes your friends just as much as you do. You smile at him from the side, watching as he interacts with your friends, trying to explain his own given nicknames to them. This man was a little cat for two weeks but even in his cat form expressed a lot of emotions. This also puts light on the question as to why he was smarter than the other, common strays.

“Anyways, my name’s Yoongi so use that. No more ‘Meow Meow’. Also, I don’t hate you. I was only suspicious because you practically clung to me.” Yoongi tells Jimin who smiles sheepishly.

“I’m sorry Meow Meow. I guess the cat instincts within me really like you. They believe you are one of our kind.” Jimin confesses whilst Yoongi frowns at the repeated use of the nickname. You exchange a glance with Namjoon, similar grins appearing on your faces. Funny how even a shape-shifting cat believes that Yoongi has feline quirks.

“So then Jimin,” Namjoon breaks the joking atmosphere, calling for everyone’s attention, “You said a few moments ago that..you were cursed?”

“Yes, to put it simply. The world of supernaturals was not as peaceful as it is nowadays. Five years ago, various super beings were at war with each-other for supremacy— war that a few beings declared to satisfy their own desires to overpower and rule the others. During those times, Wizards had attacked the friendly packs of shape-shifters who used to live in the forests. Millions died and obviously, the fate of my pack was the same like many others..” Jimin pauses, his eyes staring at nothing in particular as haunting memories of his past resurface. He passes a hand through his hair, pressing his plump lips into a thin line. It must be a really sorrowful event in his life that he finds it hard to talk about it.

“I–I was only 17 back then. The elders in our pack fought bravely but stealthily helped the young ones escape. Whilst on the run, me and two of my friends got separated from the others and that was when a wizard cornered us. We managed to defend ourselves against him but he tricked us and put a curse on us. I passed out due to weakness, an affect of the curse.” Jimin takes a deep breath and continues, “The next time I woke up, I found myself in a cage at a facility for strays. My friends weren’t there with me and I haven’t seen them ever since..” He finishes his tragic tale, waiting expectantly for some kind of reactions from you three.

Surprisingly Namjoon who is a practical human being and doesn’t believe in fairy tales or myths or anything even remotely close to magical, is the one who gives a small smile to Jimin, patting his shoulder to console him. You feel slightly bad for not being the first person to comfort him, considering how you are the one he’s been living with. You feel ashamed and slightly jealous when Jimin smiles back at your friend in a silent gesture of gratitude. You motion your lips to express your care and concern but a fresh thought invades your mind.

“Wait,” You turn your body on the couch to look better at Jimin, “You said you were cursed?” Jimin nods. “But then..how did your curse break!?”

Jimin smiles at you and somehow, this time his eyes seem far more intense than the other times today. “You.” He says the word with so much respect and affection in his tone that a blush spreads across your face.

“It was you, Y/N. You broke the curse.”

A/N: So…This is it for this chapter! I hope shape-shifter Jimin’s past didn’t seem rushed. My intention was to keep it short and simple. More will be shared about Jimin’s curse and how Y/N broke it and about his past in the upcoming chapters..

And I hope you liked Jimin’s playful behaviour. His duality is hard to incorporate into words..

And most of all, thank you for reading and supporting this book. It means so much to me T.T

Until Next Time lovely readers…♥

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