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The Duality of Park Jimin #1

==>When you cut your finger:

Scene A

You: *accidentally cuts finger while chopping vegetables*

Jimin: OMG!!! Y/N!!! *throws away the knife and immediately wraps a bandage around your finger as cautiously as possible* This should help :3

Scene B

You: *accidentally cuts finger while chopping vegetables*

Jimin: *grabs your wrist and licks-off the blood oozing out from the finger with utmost skill before finally wrapping a bandage around it* This should help ;}

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Loving Him [1]

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance

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: T

[...] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

Part 1

You are walking down the park during a warm summer afternoon but being lost in the feel of the soothing atmosphere, you end up bumping into a guy. Immediately you reach out and help the guy back to his feet. And it is in this moment that your eyes take in his beautiful form.

You are unable to stop yourself from drinking in the sight before you. The young man rubs his eyelids in the most tender way possible for a man, a soft sigh leaving his plump, petal-like lips. His short, brown hair sways with the wind and he finally opens his eyes to gaze at you, his deep brown irises enticing you to stare right back.

“Ar-Are you okay?” You stutter-out in a mix of embarrassment and awe.

The boy simply nods and you swear that it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever witnessed in your life. “Sorry for bumping into and making you topple.” You add, now fully embarassed at the fact that you actually hurt a man with such an ethereal appeal.

Surprisingly, he shakes his head in response to your apology and rewards you with a smile far more serene than the season itself. You feel a warmth tingle your whole being and smile back. To your utter dismay though, the guy’s lips slowly curve downwards, turning the pleasant smile into an inexplicable expression of pain and sadness.

“It’s alright. I fell because I wasn’t really paying attention to my surroundings..” He spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

You know that prying into other’s matters is not a civil act and yet for some unknown reason, your conscience urges you forward. It wills you to try and talk the young man out of his sullen state because the smile that you were blessed with a few moments ago was way more delightful than this sudden dull look.

“Are you having a bad day? Would you..” You bit your lip anxiously and continued, “Would you maybe..kinda..like to talk about it?” You suggest, realising only a second later how wrong it may have sounded to ask a complete stranger to talk about themselves on a first encounter.

The guy however, doesn’t seem to mind your words for he smiles again. A bittersweet yet equally breathtaking smile. “Would you hear me out?" He asks in what you can only describe as a hopeful tone.

“Sure! I presume you don’t feel comfortable talking about it with your friends?” You blurt-out, instantly ashamed at how excited you are at the prospect of spending time with this beautiful stranger.

He licks his lips nervously before flashing another bittersweet smile. “I don’t have any friends to talk to.” He answers blankly.

And again, you are slightly confused by this man’s angelic yet enigmatic personality. You want to know more but you know that intruding into the personal life of a man you accidentally bump into is not a very polite thing to do. And besides, the way he asked if you’ll listen to him, sounded almost as if he is in desperate need of a listener..in need of someone who’ll hear him talk about his issues.

So instead of stalling any further, you bring your hand out and offer a handshake as you introduce yourself. "I'm Y/N."

He grasps your small palm with his slightly bigger one and shakes it. "Park Jimin”

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Jimin Imagines #1

Imagine Jimin accidentally scraping himself during his boxing practice and then pouting at you, asking for a ‘kiss it all better’.

You shake your head at his antics and bend down to kiss his knuckles anyway. But right when your lips are about to do so, he glides one of his arm along your nape, his fingers disappearing into your hair as he lowers you towards his own lips. His eager tongue licks across the cavern of your mouth and you hesitantly give in.

When he finally breaks the kiss to let you have a breath of air, you see him puckering his lips at you as he speaks hoarsely, “I’m all good now.”

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Jimin Imagines #2

Imagine coming home after a tiring day at your workplace only to find Jimin already awaiting your arrival with a mug of freshly-prepared tea in his palms. Before you can even utter a word, he makes you sit on the couch, handing you the mug as he helps your sore feet out of your sandals. Immediately after, he begins to alternatively massage your feet and rub your shoulders to ease your tired form..

"Jimin-ah, you don't have to do to this much." You say, wanting him to stop bothering too much about you.

"It's alright," he responds with a smile, "I want to.."

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Jimin Imagines #3

Imagine it’s your first day at college and out of all the available options, you decide to join the sports club. As the day ends with the last class and club activities begin, you head towards the gymnasium.

A few seniors from the football club approach you and start misbehaving. You ask them politely to stop and yet they do not for they believe that a little flirting with a junior won’t do any harm. And just as one of them lays a hand on your neck, you close your eyes in fear of what is to come next. To your immense surprise though, nothing happens.

“You alright?” a soft, raspy voice asks you.

When you open your eyes, you find those ill-disciplined boys standing-off to the side. And the boy who had dared to touch you was now lifting one of his palms to cover his left eye, which had a fresh bruise developing around it. It was at that moment that your gaze shifted to a new person— a guy with striking black, messy hair and crescent-shaped eyes. He was wearing a dark hoodie, a baseball bat in his right hand.

“Are you alright?” he asked and you realised that this is the guy who had taken care of those bad guys.

You nodded your head and thanked him for helping you.

“Park Jimin.” He introduced himself, “If you ever need any help, just look for me at the baseball team or amongst the first years.”

You blushed hard and nodded like a child, your eyes memorizing every detail of this hottie who happens to be a junior just like you.

“Remember,” He smiled slightly as he shifted his bat to rest it over his shoulder, “Park Jimin”

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Loving Him [2]

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance

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

[Part 1] [...] [Part 3] [Part 4]

Part 2

You sit across from him at the kitchen counter of your house, sipping on your freshly-prepared mug of coffee. The beautiful boy however, remains unmoving, his plump-lips pressed together in a thin line, his eyes just as empty as everything else about his stoic posture. The mug of coffee in his hand keeps losing its warmth by every passing second, left completely untouched. Periodically, his lean fingers graze at the little coffee beans imprinted on the mug, sweat trickling down his brow. The young man is far too lost in his sorrows— sorrows that you know absolutely nothing about.

You shouldn’t have done this. Inviting a complete stranger to your house isn’t the best way to help them open-up and become amiable. But you live really close to the park and so, you decided to do so anyways.

Moments pass..

..and yet, the young man named Park Jimin doesn’t even spare you a glance. Moreover, he stares at nothing in particular, his vision clouded by despair. And just as the negative aura surrounding his form begins seeping its way into your being, you release a breath you didn’t realise you had been holding in for a minute now.

“Jimin-”

The boy immediately snaps out of his trance-like state and looks-up at you with his dead, brown eyes. His gaze narrows slightly and his lips quiver as if to chide you about something but a loud, clattering noise interrupts him. Both of you tilt your head towards the floor, realising that the mug in his hand had slipped and fallen the same instant you had called his name. It takes you a moment to motion your legs and pick-up the broken pieces from the floor. Another to notice that some of the hot beverage has splashed all over his hands.

“Oh no!” You gasp out. Within a breath, you grab a piece of cloth and soak it in cold water. But just as your hands move towards his burning wrists, he flinches away, almost as if he is scared of physical contact.

A sigh leaves your lips and you glance right into his afraid, wide eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

He lowers his head when he realises how rude he must’ve looked and mumbles out a soft ‘sorry’. You shake your head, thinking that his sadness must’ve caused him to behave this way. Giving him a small smile, you speak, “Its fine. Things like these happen- OH MY GOD!!”

You are unable to hide the shock on your face when you take note of the warm tears that have started flowing down his cheeks. “What’s wrong?” You ask him the dumbest question ever and unfortunately, the barrier he had constructed around his muddled-up emotions comes crashing down and he begins sobbing hard, his shoulders shaking violently as tears continuously roll down his puffy cheeks. You watch as he unceremoniously wipes his face with the white sleeves of his shirt and looks at you.

You know that this isn’t exactly the time to be checking-out a guy and yet for reasons unknown, even his tear-stricken face appears beautiful to you. Though at the same time, you want his suffering to stop. You want to wipe out all his tears and if possible take the pain onto yourself. You have no idea about why you are feeling such strongly towards a guy you met just a while ago but still, you feel something for him— something inexplicably intense.

“I’m sorry, I just..” He stops midway, sobbing again. Invading his personal space, you move closer, placing both your palms over each one of his shoulders. He stops for an instant, staring expectantly at you. And the way he gazes at you with his swollen, red eyes makes you uneasy. It feels as if he wants to hear something specific from you— something even he isn’t sure of. And so, for the first time since bumping into him, you say the words that any person in distress deserves to hear.

“It’ll be alright.” You utter, barely above a whisper. Still, he manages to hear and nods like an innocent child who has lost something..something that he is hoping to find in you..

You shift even closer, one of your palms now stroking his back gently in order to ease his tense muscles. Instinctively, his body relaxes at the soft gesture and he lets his head rest in the crook of your neck, his tears beginning to stain your skin. His sobbing slows down a little and he wraps his arms around you, his mind and body seeking comfort from you. And you comply to his plea without any complaints or demands.

A/N: Sorry for another short chapter. I promise that the coming chapters will be longer and way more angsty..

BTW, this chapter is full of so damn many ‘SOMETHING’s. Did anyone notice? :3

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Jimin Imagines #4

Imagine waking up in Jimin’s bed after a night of rough sex.

As you open your eyes, you find Jimin nowhere in the room. Trying to push away the panic in your form, you put on one of his shirts, satisfied that it’s big enough to cover your butt. As you take slow, timid steps out of his bedroom, you hear a faint voice coming from the kitchen.

Upon reaching closer, the voice becomes much clearer and you realise that it’s Jimin himself, singing in his melodic tone. When you walk in through the door, you are greeted by the sight of the grey-haired man, standing shirtless by the stove. 

“..nan ne samsaek goyangi, …neol mannareo on.. ..Love me now..touch me now…” he sings softly, baking an omelette on the pan.

He turns slightly to give you a smile when he notices your presence, delighted to find you wearing his shirt— the same shirt that you had torn off of his form the previous night. He turns back to focus on preparing the breakfast and all you are left with is to ogle at his chiseled back..

A/N: This scene is inspired by CallMeSugadaddy’s Silk Sheets [Jimin X Reader]

Also the song that Jimin is singing is “SERENDIPITY” (If you guys hadn’t guessed it yourself ;3 )

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Jimin Imagines #5

Imagine being on top of Jimin, sitting over his strong thighs.

His hands roam all over your body as you grind into him, feeling his already hard member pressing into your core, the sensation pleasing you both. You bite your bottom lip to keep your moans in check but to your dismay, the young man underneath you has different plans. Suddenly his roving hands descend down towards your waist and from there even further down, his palms stopping at the hem of your short skirt. Your eyes fill with fear and excitement at the same time when he smirks at you, his hands going underneath the thin clothing. He begins massaging your thighs, his fingers slowly inching closer towards your heated core. You gasp when unexpectedly a finger touches you there.

“Already wet for me.” He states in a teasing tone, his fingers leaving your soaked panties.

Desperation wins over your sense of self-control as you ache for his touch, ache for a release. Fumbling with the button of his jeans, you finally manage to undo it. You lower it down along with his black boxers and he complies as he helps you out of your panties. Your lips crash with his at the same time he enters your hole from beneath. And eventually what starts with slow, sensual strokes turns into something way more carnal as you begin riding his cock, your moans in sync with his husky groans. You reach your highs together, the release leaving you breathless and soon after, you collapse on top of him.

But the man barely allows you a breath as he flips you down, his larger, masculine form now hovering over you. Bending down, he licks the shell of your ear, whispering only two dreadful words in his sexy tone, “Round two.”

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They don't ask for anything in return. They support us purely. This makes me feel that I have to work harder.. I also want to repay them.

Park Jimin about ARMYs [Burn the Stage EP: 2]

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nsfw daddy dom kink?

Title: Punishment

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Genre: Smut

Rating: M

Words: 1.2k

A puff of breath leaves your lips as you feel your naked form being bent over the satin bedsheets, your ass vulnerably sticking out towards your boyfriend of 7 months. You bite on your bottom lip to keep yourself from moaning when you feel his bulge brush against your back even through the thick material of his jeans. His hands harshly grab at the sides of your hips, fingers digging in your soft skin as he parts your legs for a better view of your dripping core.

“Do you know why you’re in this position?” He asks, his voice a chilling whisper.

Do you know? Ofcourse you do. Just minutes ago, he was busy doing his reports but then, you interrupted his concentration, parading around the house in your low-cut top and short skirt that only reached your mid thighs. He has already made you aware of the consequences of distracting him during his work and yet, you still provoked him.

You close your eyes, excitement already pooling your whole being and answer like you are supposed to, “Yes, Daddy.”

He licks his lips, aroused even more by your obedient behaviour. His palm reaches-out and he grips your face, turning it slightly so you can look at his dark expression. “Then explain, Kitten.”

“Because I-uhnnn” You moan as you feel his fingers rub your clit, your words coming out in a barely audible, breathy tone, “I..I was being a naughty girl.”

He presses a finger into your opening, his eyes never leaving yours,”And Babygirl, what is the price you pay for being naughty?”

“I get..punished, Daddy.” You answer, unable to focus on him as you feel his index finger pleasuring your core, your legs closing around his hand of their own accord.

Immediately you feel the sting of a hard slap across your butt. And you know exactly why. Whenever he is punishing you, you aren’t supposed to take actions on your own. You must silently enjoy the pleasure and let him hold the reigns throughout the time.

When you first encountered Jimin, he didn’t strike you as one of those men with dark interests. It was only after being in a relationship with him for three months that you learnt about his ‘Daddy Kink’. He himself requested you to try this during one of your moments of love-making. And soon after, you realised how much you enjoyed experiencing this controlling side of his, how much you loved submitting yourself to him. He is gentle almost all the time but if you sexually stir his emotions too much then you get to witness and experience this rare side of him. He is a very domineering person. He may carry himself in a way that people can only describe as nothing less than an angel but even then, he has this power about him. His whole persona even though soft, proves to be very dominant.

Suddenly, he pulls his finger out and licks it clean, his gaze even more intense than before. He releases your face so you can nestle it back on the soft mattress. But right when you begin relaxing from your agitated state, a sharp smack comes across your right cheek. You gasp when you feel another on your left cheek. You shut your eyes tight, fingers clutching the bedsheet in a death-grip. He knows how much spanking excites you, which is exactly why he is doing this. He always stimulates you to the point of a release and then leaves you right there on the verge. And you love it. You approve of his unrelenting treatment.

The spankings came to a halt at 10 but you dare not recline for you know that this is just the beginning of your punishment. As if on cue, his hands snake up your waist, stopping at your ample breasts and he gives each one a rough squeeze.

“Mmmm..Jih..minnn..” You moan out in ecstacy. Much to your disappointment, he stops.

“Babygirl, what are you supposed to call me?” He grits out as he begins undoing his clothes.

You know how much he dislikes you not addressing him with the proper titles and so, you apologise like a good girl, “S-Sorry Daddy. I got carried away.”

“Carried away huh?” he speaks and you meekly take a peek only to find him stark naked, his angry member held tightly in his palm. “You got carried away in the midst of your punishment. What a bad, little girl you are.” He mutters in his deep, satoori accent that turns you on even more.

Before you can comprehend his next action, he enters you agonisingly slowly but pulls out annoyingly fast. And he does it again and again and again. His strokes are lazy everytime his shaft fills your hole but just as your walls begin clenching around him, he pulls out. He doesn’t allow you to relish in the strokes. There are times when you want to act adamant and endure his torture but it is obvious to the both of you that you can never win over him. Deep down you know that you want him to screw you like a horny little bitch that you are.

A whimper of dicontentment escapes your lips and he ceases his movements, his fingers replacing his hard prick. “Something wrong, Babygirl?” he asks, his lips curving upwards into a smug, knowing smirk.

“Hnnnngghh..plea..se..” You mumble out as he fingers you languidly.

“Please what, Babygirl?” He teases, a third finger invading your hole.

You know that in this moment you look like a desperate bitch in heat but you can’t help it. You want a release. You are aching for it and so, you give in without any fight.

“Please..please Daddy, punish me! Fuck me!!” You scream out in frustration.

It seems as if these are the only words he had been waiting to hear. He smiles victoriously before complying to your request and rams his stiff shaft into you. You gasp loudly in satisfaction as he slams deep into your core.He begins pounding into you at a merciless pace, his palms lifting your ass off the bed for better penetration. You feel tears brim your eyelids as he continuously jams into you, a mixture of pain and pleasure clouding all other senses. Amidst these harsh thrusts, you scream, a powerful orgasm hitting you. But Jimin doesn’t stop there. He pulls out of your leaking core and turns your body, making you finally face him.

You closed your eyelids, still not over the effect of the orgasm. But without any fore-warning, Jimin grabs your head by your hair and forces his cock into your mouth. He fucks your face mercilessly until he reaches his own orgasm and spurts his load into your mouth. You swallow every bit of the warm liquid and smile weakly at him.

His demeanor changes in that instant, that dark look of control disappearing as if it was never there. He releases your head, making it hit the mattress. “Oh God! Did I hurt you?” he asks like he always does after each of your punishments and you smile again, answering only with a shake of your head. This is the reason you fell for him. He may act all dominating in bed but that doesn’t change the way he feels for you. At the end of the day, he loves you just as much you love him.

“Are you sure?” He asks worriedly, his palm cradling your face. You respond with another nod of assurance.

He sighs in relief as he pecks your lips,”I’m glad, Babygirl.”

A/N: I hope you liked this. Please forgive all my mistakes. I’m still new to this :3

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please write something about jimin taking you out on a fancy dinner, getting jealous and then eating you out roughly

Title: The Desired Meal

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Genre: Smut

Rating: M

Words: 1.4k

Fine Dining isn’t something that you had ever expected to experience in your life. But dating an idol comes with a lot of perks. And fine dining just happens to be a part of it. Thus, sitting across from Park Jimin in a posh restaurant, you curve your lips upward, trying to express your gratitude and excitement all in that one smile.

And he smiles back, his eyes roving over your pretty red, silk dress. Or rather, the amount of skin it reveals. A dark blush creeps across your cheeks and you avert your eyes shyly. It’s been over an year already and you are still not used to this look— this gaze that he gives you every time he is in the mood for some intense love-making.

Your boyfriend’s staring however comes to an end with the arrival of the waiter, who immediately gains your attention. Maybe it’s his polite tone? Or maybe his warm gaze? Or maybe it’s the way his palm tenderly brushes against yours whilst passing you the menu? Or simply his apology for accidentally making contact with your skin? You have no idea why but this unknown guy catches your eye. And it is only as he takes your order and leaves after flashing you a gentle smile that you realise his etiquettes are the reason for you liking him. You return the man’s soft smile as he departs, completely oblivious of the frown marring your lover’s face.

Jimin knows that even after years of tough life experiences, you are still naïve. Unlike him, you are unable to read through a person’s actual character when you look at them. And this is exactly why you accepted the waiter’s harmless flirting as nothing more than genuine behaviour of an employee towards their customer. You really don’t understand.

Passing a hand through his silver hair, he sighs when you finally glance at him, worry ebbing in your whole form.

“Are you alright?” you ask to which he covers-up his pout and answers with an affirmative nod.

The night continues without any further issues, you and Jimin enjoying your small talks and passionate eye-contacts. To his utter dismay though, your food arrives and it’s the same man from before who comes in with your order. The man makes sure to pass you sneaky glances right in front of your already agitated boyfriend. Jimin tries his best ignoring the guy’s wandering eyes but then, right as the guy is about to leave, Jimin catches the waiter’s eyes drifting down. More specifically, drifting down towards the smooth skin of your legs that are on full display to everyone because of the front slit in your dress.

The waiter finally leaves, passing you another smile as he walks away. You return the sweet gesture but just as you are about to begin eating, your big, gleeful eyes meet the narrowing ones of your boyfriend. His dark irises flash a look that you haven’t ever witnessed upon his handsome features and it puts you slightly on edge.

It’s not simply about jealousy because ofcourse Jimin is feeling jealous. It’s only natural for every guy to feel this way and act all possessive over their girl. But there’s something about your innocence..your gullibility that turns him on..makes him want to take you right at the moment, urges him to make love to you in the most ardent of ways, to remind you that you aren’t supposed to smile this nicely at anyone else but him.

He watches you watching him, his dark gaze fixated upon your befuddled face. But instead of clearing your confusion, he simply eats and watches. And with every bite that he takes, every lick that he makes, makes you feel weirdly tingly. Unconsciously your legs close tightly together and you rub your thighs, his eyes making you feel things that you shouldn’t whilst sitting in a public spot surrounded by so many high class personalities. But you can’t help yourself. To a normal passerby, it’s nothing more than a boyfriend staring lovingly at his cute girlfriend. To you, it’s entirely different. It’s as if he isn’t simply feeding his empty stomach but also his pent-up desires that he conceals behind his blank yet fierce gaze.

The whole night goes smoothly except for your boyfriend’s unnerving stare. As you arrive home and begin skipping towards your shared bedroom to avoid any further intimidation by him, Jimin grabs a hold of your wrist. You turn your head and raise an eyebrow in confusion at his suddenly daunting behaviour.

“Get inside the bedroom.” He commands,his voice soft yet dominant. And you do exactly as he asks, him following you right behind.

“Sit on the bed and open your legs.” You are astonished by this order and yet you hesitantly comply because something tells you that disobeying him will land you in an extremely scary situation.

“Wider.” He adds in a much lower tone now.

You stare at him, bewildered by his words. He has never been this demanding. There is something unusual about him tonight. You feel as if you have offended him somehow yet you aren’t able to grasp how or why. Jimin passes a hand through his hair and takes a step closer to the bed, closer to you. You shiver instinctively when he bends before you on his knees. And before you can even comprehend, his palms snake  around your milky thighs through the and he forces your legs wider apart, your dress crumpling upwards unevenly.

“Jim-”

The words die down on your lips, turning into a loud, strangled moan as he begins rubbing your clit through your panties. His fingers are slick against the thin fabric, making both of you aware of how wet you already are. How wet you have been ever since he gave you that stare at the restaurant. Your breathing turns ragged as he stops midway to remove the tiny article of clothing and have a look down there, an amused smirk forming upon his plump lips. He presses his index finger at your opening and again, begins rubbing your overly sensitive clit. Your eyes close and you relax in hopes of enjoying his ministrations, sweat creasing around your forehead.

“Jihhh…”

You try speaking however, you are unable to form any coherent words when you feel his finger stop. He replaces it with his mouth instead, pecking your clit before jamming his tongue deep within your folds. Your vision blurs and your whole form turns stoic as no one’s mouth has ever touched you there. The sensation is entirely new to you. Still, your unresponsiveness doesn’t faze Jimin as begins licking your slit from the bottom all the way till he reaches the top.

The sweet,caring part of him urges him to go easy on you but he doesn’t want to. Your innocence hasbeen a huge turn on a lot of times and he finally wants to let it out. He wantsto release all this clogging tension and frustration through this because thethrill of making you experience something new, the thrill of pleasing you tothe best of his limits is one thought that overpowers all the others.

He beginsslurping and sucking your little bud into his mouth, heat pooling not justbetween your legs but all over your excited form. His hands stop massaging yourcreamy thighs and he helps your legs slide forward over his shoulders to gainbetter access to your core. His chocolate-brown orbs capture your eyes in adark, intimate stare as he continues lapping your wetness. Your grip on the silksheets tightens as you gaze back at him equally intently, your knuckles turning white as you feel your orgasm approachingfast. He senses it too as he begins alternating between licking and sucking,fingering you every once in a while. And within moments, you come undoneaccompanied by a loud, strained moan. Although his tongue stops, he keeps thrustinghis fingers in and out in a lazy rhythm, making you tremble and spurt out again.

Jimin stares upat your heaving form, satisfied by the dazed expression in your eyes. He lovesyou. He loves you so much. He loves the fact that men like that waiter willonly be able to ogle at you from a distance because you belong solely to him.

Lifting yourlegs off of his shoulders, he shifts you back on the bed. You just glanceconfusedly at him, too tired to question his actions due to the aftereffects ofsuch a strong release.

“I’ve only hadmy starters, babe.” He says looming over you, “I’m stillhungry for the main course.”

A/N: Whew 😅 I’ve never written an oral sex scenebefore. I know it wasn’t all that rough but I still hope it was good enough, dear anon ♡

Part 2 anyone?I’ll write a part 2 for this if you guys request for it via comments or asks..;3

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If I showed you my flaws, tell me honestly.. ..would you still love me the same?

Park Jimin probably to ARMYs (Song: Locked Away)

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Nsfw jealous jimin punishes his girlfriend for ignoring him and being to affectionate towards the other boys when they come to visit

A/N: Forgive me for writing this so late dear anon. I’m actually at a family wedding and half of the duties have been thrown on my shoulders 😭

Title: Testing Him

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Genre: Love/Angst/Smut

Rating: M

Words: 2.8k

Park Jimin tries his best at everything he does.

Even if the action in context is something as simple as ignoring you childishly bantering with his bestfriend. Or the way his youngest friend devours you with his eyes. Or the fact that all of his pals, (single or not) are way too fond of you. They shamelessly make attempts to gain your attention, to impress you with something they are good at, to get closer to you without being too obvious.

But every man has his limits. And by the visible death-grip on his poor fork, it is clearthat Jimin’s self-control is beyond lost at this point. To say that he is mad, will be an understatement. He is seething, anger practically radiating off his persona.

His friends are well-aware of his feelings for you. They know that the two of you have been together for an year now and are serious about your relationship ever since exchanging the ‘I love you’s at his birthday. And yet, they never stop teasing him. They don’t mean to make any advances at you because above all, they genuinely respect you and your bond with Jimin. But getting their angelic, dark-haired buddy all worked-up is very entertaining for them. The best part is that Jimin already knows it. He understands when his friends are messing with him. What he doesn’t approve of is you going along with it. Ridiculously innocent that you are, you fail to understand when they are flirting with you.

Whilst everyone is busy chatting (more like talking to you) and enjoying the food, Jimin is busy regretting this whole arrangement. He only agreed to inviting his friends for dinner after making them promise that they won’t cross the line. Yet some of them still do. He watches Tae and you battle each-other with chopsticks over who gets to have the last piece of meat. His brows crease, forming the most menacing glare they can. Jungkook, who is busy ogling your skin via the deep neckline of your halter stops abruptly, able to sense the sudden spark in his Hyung’s aura. He knows better than to mess with an annoyed Jimin. But you do not. You keep shaking his heart.

Mischief gleaming in his eyes, Taehyung leaves his chair. He manages to get his hand on the last piece of pork and abandons his chair immediately so as to use his height as an advantage over your smaller form. When you make a futile attempt at getting the piece, he even lifts his hand high above his head, making it impossible for you to reach for it. Stubborn as you are, you don’t give up this easily. Instead you kneel on the chair and raise your body higher from there, hoping to grab the piece from Tae’s hand. And as you continue on with your stupid battle for the piece of meat, Jimin simply sits there, trying his best to keep himself from murdering his friends from gawking at you because the minute you raised yourself, your short top hiked upwards along with, slightly exposing the impeccable skin of your flat tummy.

It’s hard enough to tolerate his friends’ childish behaviour. But you make it harder with your obliviousness. And there’s only so much that Jimin can take before the walls of his endurance crumble and he loses his mind.

“Careful!” Taehyung calls out as you slip off the chair. Amidst the haste, his arms reach forward and wrap around your waist to keep you from tumbling over him. Jimin doesn’t even realise that the fork in his hand is now being used to stab the rice on his plate. Except for Taehyung and you, everyone’s eyes are focused on the narrowed slits of your boyfriend.

“Whoa..thanks.” You smile at the deep-voiced man, glad that he actually protected you from a fall. Taehyung returns the gesture with his boxy-smile. Jimin however, snaps. And everyone notice, taking this as their cue to leave.

“We should be heading home now.” Namjoon stutters and you frown at him.

Before you can even question his sudden announcement, Seokjin interrupts a little too loud, “Yeah! It’s getting late!”

“Hey!” Jungkook retorts as he is pulled out of his chair by an extremely anxious Hoseok, Yoongi flashing the younger one a glare. They all head to the main doors in order to escape Jimin’s wrath, Taehyung following behind only after smiling sheepishly at his bestfriend. He knows that this time he has gone too far with his teasing and pats his bestie’s back as he walks out the door, wordlessly expressing his apology.

“Well then..see you guys soon.” You mumble halfheartedly at the disappearing figures of the six men, slightly put-off by their abrupt departure.

As your hand reaches out for the knob, Jimin defeats you by slamming it shut. Your eyes widen when you are unable to turn around, only realising that you have been pinned against the very same door, hands now held above your head by your boyfriend’s strong grip on them.

“Ji-”

“You enjoy this, don’t you?” he whispers, his lips skimming the soft skin of your ear, body pressed dangerously close to yours.

“What..” you gasp when he inches even closer, his semi-hard erection rubbing against your back, “I don’t understand.”

“Stop acting so innocent!” he yells, his voice not scaring but worrying you. He spins you around to face him, his chocolate-brown orbs gazing frustratedly at you. It’s as if he is contemplating on what should be his next action. But then he passes a hand through his hair, shakes his head in disbelief and pins your hands on the doorframe again. However, you get no time to even question his behaviour as he attacks you with a rough kiss, alternating between nibbling your bottom lip and sucking hungrily on it. You moan in delight despite your wrists being in pain from being gripped so tight. There’s this urgent need to tangle your fingers in his hair but since he isn’t allowing that, you suffice with arching your hips forward towards his, the brushing of thighs bringing immense pleasure to you.

Jimin has been so focused on bruising your lips that your naughty, little act catches him off-guard. He groans at the pleasure that courses through his entire form, his brain already conjuring numerous different ways to punish you for your deeds. So what if you are innocent and actually failed to notice how much you were making him jealous? He is so riled up that he can’t stop himself now. God, how he wants to take you against this door right now. He licks the lining of your lips to distract his raging emotions and like a good girl, you open your mouth for him. Immediately his tongue begins exploring, occasionally wounding around yours.

Finally, when he breaks the kiss, he also releases your wrists, the skin slightly bluish by now. Though you aren’t permitted even an instance of breath as his palms begin kneading into the milky skin of your thighs. You know that probably he won’t even respond and yet you still will yourself to stammer out, “Jimin, what’s wrong?” Your trembling body and moaning sounds may not show it but you are really very concerned about him. You have been with him for an year now and it is almost disappointing that even now, there are certain things about you that irk him. You have no idea for what crime you are being treated so harshly. Heck! This is surprisingly your first time witnessing this domineering side of him.

All of a sudden, his roving hands lift you up by the waist and he plants a trail of kisses along the burning skin of your neck. Instinctively, you wrap your thighs around his torso, your complete attention on his lips gliding over your skin. His lips however, come to a halt at your collarbones and he takes a long whiff of your scent. “Baby..” he mutters in the softest tone you’ve ever heard from him, “Babygirl, please stop testing me.”

You are baffled.

Whether it is because of his words or simply because of the genuine plea in his tone, you have no clue but you are shocked. You are confused. What could you have possibly done to have made him speak those words? To have brought him so on edge. Your mind is completely blank. You have no recollections of doing anything that can even mildly offend him.

As if on cue, he answers your unasked query. “It..It really hurts to see you smile at other men.” He mumbles, his lips tickling along your skin. “It hurts..when they flirt and you don’t even decline them.” He admits like a child, a huge contrast to his rather predatory actions.

Realisation dawns upon you in an instant and your lips curve up into a knowing smile as you wrap your now free arms around his shoulders. “Are you..jealous?”

Your breath hitches by the intensity of his words and his gaze. You find yourself at a loss. Is this the reason his friends left so early? Were they actually scared of your boyfriend? Does your interactions with other guys make him this conflicted? Are you seriously so naïve that you didn’t even notice? If so, then you have wronged him. You really do deserve this treatment. Anxiously you lick your lips and try looking at him with equal intent, “Then..by all means, punish me.”

A frown settles upon the usually happy face of the young man. He pouts cutely and buries his head in the crook of your neck. It may seem hard to openly tell this to you. But it’s harder to admit to himself about his envious emotions. It hurts his pride; not as a man but as your boyfriend. It hurts to accept that he is no different from other men when it comes to the green-eyed monster.

Exhaling a breath through his nostrils, he slides his face lower towards your chest and you mewl when you feel his tongue lick between the valley of your breasts. The sensation sends spasms of pleasure throughout your form and you close your eyes. To your dismay, he chooses to stop at that very moment and in one swift move pulls you flush against himself, his hard rod grinding wickedly into your hot, inviting core. He tilts his head up and gazes at you with utmost sincerity in his eyes. “Maybe I am jealous.” He confesses hoarsely, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs.

His eyes widen, just as much as yours. You yourself are surprised at your own statement. Jimin stares at you, a myriad of thoughts swimming through his head. He has always made sure to be gentle towards you during the intimate moments you share yet for some reason, the prospect of you laying beneath him, submissively taking everything that he forces on you without being able to make any complains or demands sounds extremely tempting. Just you moaning his name through those delicious, red lips. The whole scenario sounds so lewd and yet alluring in his imagination. Hesitantly, he glances back at you and you smile at his doubtful eyes. You remove your hands from around his neck and in slow, torturous motions, untie the strings of your halter top, making sure to never stray your orbs from his own. Sweat trickles down his brow, his expression darkening due to the welcoming sight of your breasts almost jutting out of the clothing.

“Punish me” You repeat the statement in the most seductive tone you can muster.

All sense of control leaps out the window and he clutches your thighs with a sort of conviction, walking past the threshold into the living room. He literally throws you on the couch, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand whilst the other snakes down to squeeze at your breasts through the thin fabric of the top. You are far too wet by now, your thighs wantonly rubbing together to ease your ache. Jimin smirks evilly when he catches you trying to please yourself and shoves his knee in between your legs to keep them parted.

“You are such a naughty, little girl.” He coos at you, his knee caressing your dripping core.

‘Rude Jimin is the best Jimin.’

You make a mental note as your clouded eyes watch him fondle your breasts. Your hips arch forward of their own accord in an attempt to hump his knee. His grip on your wrists tightens further and you mewl in displeasure. Grasping this moment to surprise you, he frees your beautiful body of all clothing, trying his best to not rip anything in the process. His cock is throbbing, straining against his boxers, already itching for some action. But he takes a long breath to calm himself. It’s way too early to give you what you want.

“You like this don’t you?” He rasps out, jamming a finger into your slippery hole. You mewl in delight when he inserts a second finger and begins a slow, rhythmic pumping. “You love making me jealous.” He bends forward to kiss your lips, simultaneously adding a third finger to stretch you more. A low guttural, moan escapes his mouth when he chews on your bottom lip, the action sending jolts of pleasure between his legs. God he is loving this! It’s driving him crazy. No. Everything about you drives him crazy. He stops his fingers for a moment only to see you take the mantle and hump yourself on his fingers. You really are too naughty. He let’s you enjoy this for long— long enough to let you reach the high and just as you clamp your walls around his digits, ready for a release, he yanks his fingers out, leaving you a moaning mess of disappointment.

“Please..” you choke out in desperation and he smirks victoriously.

“Please what, Kitten?” he asks, his thumb moving down to give some much wanted attention to your sensitive nub. Since your hands are still held captive, you shut your eyes and bite down hard on your lower lip in hopes of quelling your lust even if by only a fraction. Unfortunately, a minute passes and you are fidgeting underneath him, warm fluid oozing-out of your now overly stimulated slit.

You are too lost in your own ecstasy to notice your boyfriend ridding himself of his pants and boxers. He holds his angry, pulsing member in his free hand, moving his palm over it in a periodic, languid motion.

“I’ll make sure you never do this again.” He mutters under his breath before finally thrusting deep into you. Both of you shudder at the immense pleasure that sweeps your heated forms. Quickly he releases your wrists to pull your legs over his shoulders and begins hammering relentlessly into you, his shaft hitting your g-spot with every stroke, his balls slapping against your ass. At last, with your hands free to do as they please, you secure them around the strong muscles of his back. He wrenches them off immediately.

“No touching, babygirl.” He orders, making you whine as you sway your bruising wrists all over the couch to find a comfortable position, ending up in just letting them stay at your sides with nothing to clutch on.

Jimin never ceases his movements, his tool pounding into your core as aggressively as possible. His eyes are closed, entirely consumed by lust. He is relishing every moment of this..of your walls clamping and loosening around him with fervour.

Having already been too stimulated by his previous intense petting sessions, you reach your orgasm, squirting out endlessly.

You feel dazed by the amount of contentment. This is the first time you have reached such a strong climax and you feel breathless. But Jimin is nowhere near finished with you. He doesn’t spare you any time to relax and turns you around, making you lie flat on your stomach. He grabs your hips and rams into you from behind. All you do is moan silently, too exhausted to make any sounds.

Jimin encircles the nape of your neck to keep you in a steady position and continues violating your leaking core like a hound takes his bitch. He can’t describe how ecstatic he is feeling at this very moment. There is a huge distinction between imagination and reality. And by today’s intercourse, Jimin has concluded that nothing compares to reality when it comes to sex. Especially if one is having it with someone they love. This maybe a punishment but his body is in rapture. With another few, quick, successive thrusts, he spurts ropes of his seed inside you.

You sigh tiredly as he collapses on top of you. “So,” he growls near your ear, “Will you ever make me jealous again?”

“No” You reply in a barely audible tone but thankfully, it satisfies him and he smiles. What he doesn’t know is that you savoured every bit of this session and will undeniably love to get punished again and again..

A/N: This could’ve been longer but again, I’m at a Family Gathering and every damn time I pull out my phone to type something, someone from my family comes to peek at what am I doing. -_- Well, I can’t just tell them that I am trying to work on a smut XDAnyways, hope you enjoyed it dear anon :3

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Loving Him [3]

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’ve been writing smut for a while now so I kinda wanted to cleanse my wretched soul by writing something soft..XD

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Part 3

Beams of sunlight falling upon your face separate you from your realm of dreams and you blink your eyes a few times so as to adjust them to the brightness of the morning. A long, relaxed yawn leaves your lips and you move your hands to stretch them, only to realise that you are unable to. Dread fills your mind when you feel yourself being crushed down into the mattress by something heavy. It takes you only a moment to realise that this something is actually a someone. And as you turn your head to the left, your nose softly rubs against that of none other than the guy you had bumped into yesterday. Your eyes keep widening by every passing second as your brain registers the fact that Park Jimin is laying in your bed, half of his body slightly atop yours, a hand resting loosely around your waist.The two of you must've somehow ended up in your bed. Instinctively, you tilt your head down to find that fortunately you are still completely clothed, signifying that nothing physical occurred between you two. And yet there's a tiny part of your conscience that can't help itself from feeling disappointed.

Shrugging your thoughts away, you try detangling his arm from around your waist. As you manage to succeed, you arch forward to get out of the bed but his eyes shoot open at this very instant and in a flurry, you find yourself pinned beneath him, hands tightly held above your head. His breathing comes out in short gasps as he stares down at you. You know you should be scared at this point, at this sudden raging outburst yet you aren't. Your shaky eyes lock onto his, patiently anticipating his next move. When his chocolate orbs meet your dusky ones, recognition starts hitting him and his grip on you laxes, the tenseness ebbing away from his veiny-muscles.

He cocks his head to the side in embarrassment and mutters, “I’m sorry.”

“It's fine.” You hear yourself saying in response. You mentally slap yourself. How can you forgive him this easily for suddenly doing a 180 degree turn in his personality and restraining you down on your very own bed as if you are a threat of some kind!

The guy realises that he is still holding you down and quickly releases your hands, shuffling to the far edge of the bed. You begin to rub small circles into your thin, dainty wrists so as to alleviate them from the pain caused by his harsh grip. The action triggers your memories of the previous day and you recall how the hot coffee had fell upon and stung this young man’s wrists. Immediately you crawl towards him and hesitantly, reach out to take a glance at his hands. Thankfully, he doesn't flinch like he had done yesterday and actually allows you to examine the faint burn marks on his skin.

“Nothing serious.” You mumble to yourself. Still he nods his head at you and the silence resumes, seeping into the room and clogging around your beings.

A few moments into the awkwardness, you decide that it's best to leave the bed and prepare a delicious breakfast for yourself and your strange guest. And just as you get up from the fluffy mattress, he does too.

“I should go.” He states, passing a hand through his silky, brown locks of hair.

You keep yourself from gazing too long at him and instead suggest, “You can stay for breakfast.”

“No,” he shakes his head in negation, “I've already bothered you enough.”

You don't know if it's the aftereffects of sleep or sheer boldness yet you inch closer to take his palms into yours as you speak, “You can always bother me.”

Something flickers in his irises when he feels the sincerity in your words and he looks away, nodding his head once before removing your fingers from around his bigger palms and walks out of the room and to your dismay, even out of your house after putting on his sandals.

“Jimin!” Just as he steps out, you call him from the threshold.

He turns his head to indicate that he is listening and you simply repeat your words, “Remember, you can always bother me.”

And after a short, dramatic pause you add, “If you ever need me, then you know where to find me.”

You flash him a big, bright smile but he doesn't return it. He just nods airily at your words and walks away.

A week passes after that encounter without any further interactions with the beautiful man. Park Jimin never came back, not even once. For fuck’s sake, you aren't living in the stone age! You could've easily asked for his phone number and yet somehow, you forgot. How dumb can you be?!It shouldn't hurt you at all and yet, a pang of sadness hits you hard. For some unknown reason, you had felt an instant connection to the enigmatic man when you bumped into him. You had felt something..something really strong. You wanted to explore it more. But the man left and chose to never return to you. Not even to express any gratitude for how you provided him solace under your roof, even letting him hold you as you shared your bed and your personal space with him, a man you had accidentally come across one warm summer day.

The ache shallows a bit on the start of the second week since his leave.

.

.

Two days into the second week, the pain reduces to a ghosting touch of sorrow and hope returns to you. You feel as if you can finally move on. As if you can finally let go of that unexpected encounter and fall back into your old lifestyle which even though slightly melancholic, was way better than this sullen aura that now clings to you like second skin.

The second week gradually comes to an end and you stop moping around altogether, back to being your usual normal self. And just like that, Park Jimin was gone, departed from not just your house but also your life.

A/N: Fuck this is short! I know it could’ve been longer. I swear I’ll make the next one way longer. Hope you guys liked it :3

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can i request a jimin backstage dressing room smut before/after performances like an actual one not a quickie. thank you 💙

Title: Backstage

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

Genre:Love/Smut

Rating: M

Words: 2.1k

A/N: Yeah..the title is aslame as it can get, so please just ignore it and enjoy the fic.

Excitement.

Even this ten-letterword isn’t enough to describe how you feel at this moment. You’ve been waiting forthis since the past month and the time has finally come— the time to see theman you love after having been deprived of his affection for four, agonisinglylong weeks. The instant you accepted the proposal to be his girlfriend, youknew that you’d have to suffer things like tours and travel time and again. Andyet you had happily shaken your hand with the idea simply because you love him.And love has said to have even surpassed vastest of distances. So what chancesdoes a plain tour stand against your relationship of 2 years? Heh! None.

As you enterthe backstage via the special pass allotted to you, you increase your pace,your urge to just see him too strong. Unlike the other members, who are busygetting their make-up done, you find Park Jimin in a secluded corner,practicing his steps all by himself. Huh..practice. Such a Jimin thing. You shake your head at the thought. You runforward and he pauses midway his stance on spotting you to catch you as you jumpinto his awaiting, open arms. The delight is evident in his smile as he pullsyou flush against himself, burying his face in your hair.

“I missed you.”You confess cutely.

He smiles andpulls back to stare down at you, “I missed you too, princess.”

However, youaren’t convinced much by his words because afterall, he didn’t come back allthis way to see you because it’s the city where the two of you live but becausehe has a performance scheduled for here tonight. The thought makes you slightlyenvious and a pout forms on your lips of their own accord. Jimin on the otherhand, is too distracted by the sight of your lips. It’s been so long since hehas touched them, touched you in general and your cute, little dress doesn’thelp much in keeping his desires in check. He tilts his head down to place asoft peck and then moves ahead to sit down on the only chair present there inhopes of calming his primal urges.

The kiss leavesyou shocked. It reminds you of what you’ve been bereft of for too damn long andyou wish to have more of it.You follow right behind with an absurd planformulating in your head.He is busy combing his fingers through his hair and youtake this chance to surprise him by sitting right onto his thighs, your legsdangling at the sides as you face directly towards him. His eyes widen at theact but before he can even question your motives, you shush him with a long,sensual kiss, your tongue pushing past his lips to invade his mouth. Both ofyou moan in unison at the pleasure it brings you.

“God I missedthis.” Jimin whispers hoarsely against your lips, his arms now resting aroundyour curvy waist.

Hoseok’s loudlaughter interrupts you two and Jimin’s eyes dart around the place. Reliefrushes back as soon as he realises that the sound may have simply travelledpast the green room’s doors. He returns to the task of showering you withbutterfly kisses all over your face yet you lean back as he reaches forward,declining his offer. After not having seen him for a complete month, just asimple kiss won’t do and you express this thought by slowly gyrating your hipsagainst his muscular thighs, enjoying such intimate contact in a public spot. Immediatelyhis breath hitches and he bites on his bottom lip, staring at you with hisheavily lidded eyes. As you increase the motion, his pelvis begins rockingagainst your core, his member hardening more and more by every stroke. Yourhands glide up his torso, finally coming to settle around his neck and as youbegin massaging his scalp, he reclaims your lips in a passionate kiss. Momentspass with the two of grinding, hands roving all over each-other’s forms as ifto refresh your mind of the planes and contours, the kiss intensifying as youbegin sucking on his plump lips.

Suddenly, hepushes you away, your lips connected only by a trail of saliva. He staresintently into your eyes, his mind plotting something before he pulls you offhis lap, making you stand back on your feet. Your confusion gradually washesaway as he unbuckles the belt around his jeans and unbuttons it, his gaze fixedon you.

“Suck it,princess.” He commands gently as he pulls out his now completely erect prick.

You waste notime and kneel before the chair. Placing a kiss at the tip, you begin to takeit in, your lips stretching out to adjust to his girth. He inhales sharply atthe feel of your hot mouth moving along his shaft, his body reclining back asyou please him. The fact that you are doing this in a not-so private zone andthat anyone can enter and spot you anytime, doesn’t scare you in the least. Itthrills you even more and you rub your thighs together as your panties begin soakingin your own juices. You pull him out to lick and tease his balls before goingback to bobbing his hard rod into your craving mouth.

“You missed mydick, didn’t you princess?” he asks, passing his hand down your mane of darkhair, tugging it back to stop your lips. In response, you look up at him andnod your head innocently.

His lips curveup, stuck somewhere between a smile and a smirk as he forces himself back intoyour awaiting mouth, face fucking you. The sight is enough to make him cum buthe resists himself as he has way more planned for you than just a blowjob.

“Mmmmphh..” Youmoan in displeasure when he roughly pulls you off of himself.

“Get up.” Youdo as he commands and stand up.

His hands reachout, tingling your skin as they move behind to undo the zipper of your dress.You contemplate on whether you must stop him at this point or not because youdon’t want anyone from the staff or worse, another member to walk in on you twocopulating in a shady corner of a place supposed to be used for rehearsals. ButJimin doesn’t allow you any moment to have second thoughts as he lowers the tophalf of your dress to reveal your heaving breasts. He places a kiss on each oneas if to greet them after not having a view of them for so long. You arch yourchest out to give him a better access and he begins alternating between suckingyour pink, hard nipples and fondling your breasts.

A more audiblemoan escapes your lips and he bites down hard on your left breast, suckling onthe soft skin until a dark, red mark develops there. “Yeah, you like thisright?” he says as he gives a rather harsh squeeze to your mounds. “You likethe idea of being seen by someone else.” He states and surprises you further byforcing you down, making you get down on your knees again. With one hand heholds you in position, with the other, he guides his member between the valleyof your breasts. You take the sign and grab your tits, each in one hand andbegin rubbing them over his cock.

“Fuck,princess.” He groans in ecstasy, watching his throbbing tool move between youraching bosom. You increase the pressure around him and continue sliding acrosshis length, making him elicit noises you never thought you’d hear in your life.The sight that graces your eyes is mesmerising and you can’t help but watch hisfacial expressions change with every brush of your ample bust about him. Youdrink into the beautiful display of his eyes closed in concentration, lipsparted in rapture, breaths coming out raggedly.

“Fuck” he mutters andpulls back, shooting his fluids all over your breasts and neck.

Using yourfinger, you scoop up the bit that had managed to spray across your cheek and lickit clean. Jimin’s member rises to full erection within a few seconds. He hasn’thad you in so long that one session isn’t even close to sating his needs. Witha quick glimpse around the area, he turns back to you and orders, “Ride me,princess”

This time, youreyes widen and you stare at him in disbelief, stopping midway of readjustingyour dress. He cannot be serious. And just when you think he can’t surprise youany more than this. You wonder if he is just bluffing, saying this to proveyour thoughts wrong. “Jimin, someone will-”

“What? See us?”He says it with such casualty as if it doesn’t matter. As if the prospect of someonecatching you two won’t stop him from fucking you.“You didn’t mind it until now.In fact, you loved it.” He says thelast part whilst rubbing his hardened tool with his own palm.

You roll your gazeback onto his chocolate orbs and stare in silence, unable to come-up with anysort of response against his words for he has spoken nothing but the truth. Youdid love it. The danger of beingcaught in the act really excites you very much. His lips curve up into alopsided smile as he watches your shoulders sag slightly, surrendering yourselfin defeat.

“Now be a goodgirl,” he says, pointing the tip of his stiff member right at your face, “andride me.”

And like hisgood, obedient girl, you move forward. His hands reach beneath your dress andhe rips off your wet panties. You part your legs and redeem your position on histhighs, completely ignoring the fact that he has a performance in just a fewminutes and that the members can come here any moment they please. You gaspwhen he parts your legs farther and puts your slick opening right around hispulsating rod. Gripping his shoulders for support, you begin to take him in a slowmotion.

“Fuck! You’reso tight, princess.” He grits out as the walls of your slit clamp around himand you start a slow pace to get your hole used to him after such a long time. Jiminlet’s you bask in the moments for a while before harshly gripping you by thehips and pounding deep into your core.

“Aaahhnnghh..”You moan loudly as his length fills you up, tears brimming your eyes in a mixof pain and pleasure.

“What wasthat?” asks a deep voice and you immediately recognise it to be none other thanKim Taehyung. Shit! You close your eyes, already prepared for the embarrassmentthat is to follow.

Fortunately,nothing of the likes happens and Jimin gives a smack on your ass, signallingyou to go on. Without making him wait anymore and testing his patience, you beginmoving your hips, at last riding him in the fast tempo that he prefers.

“Ohhh god, youfeel so good princess.” He mumbles breathily against your lips, encouraging youto go even faster until you feel your hips slapping against his balls. Hishands leave your back to play with your swollen breasts and he nips at them,making you moan again.

Pleasurecourses your sweating forms and you sigh, your stamina decreasing by everythrust. He helps you out,ramming into you from beneath, his hips meeting yours,accompanied by sloppy noises of flesh whacking against flesh. You feel himtwitch within you and your walls tighten around him.With one last slam, he loadsyour hole, his semen dripping out of your core, provoking your own orgasm.

It takes you afew moments to relax from the high and when you do, he kisses you again. “Ican’t say that I’m done cause I can never get enough of you.” He admits sweetly,“But the performance is about to start.”

He begins toget up from the chair and you pull out of him, tumbling instantly because ofthe loss of strength from your legs. Thankfully, he snuggles his arms aroundyou before you fall and stares directly at the lewd exhibit of your chest thatis now covered in his cum. The image arouses him again but he refrains himself,deciding to continue this after he has performed.

“Also,” hestates as he buttons up his jeans, “we need to sneak you to the washroom so youcan clean up.”

You groan atthat, all your love for him vanishing in a second due to the thought of havingto evade everyone like some ninja wannabe.

“Sorry,princess.” He apologises, giving you his cutest smile.

A/N: Gaah! I could’vesubmitted this a few hours ago but the signals at my hostel were too low. Also,please forgive any mistakes. Hope you enjoyed, dear anon and all the otherghost readers :3

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Angst:

1: “ Give me a chance. ” 2: “ Not you again.. ” 3: “ Leave me alone. ” 4: “ I don’t love you anymore. ” 5: “ Why do you hate me? ” 6: “ I lost the baby. ” 7: “ I thought you loved me. ” 8: “ I don’t need you anymore. ” 9:“ I can’t believe you! ” 10: “ We cant keep this up forever. ” 11: “ You’re a monster. ” 12: “ I hate you. ” 13: “ Don’t leave me… ” 14: “ You’re a disappointment. ” 15: “ Don’t die on me– Please. ” 16: “ I never meant to hurt you. ” 17: “ Are you upset with me? ” 18: “ I wish i’d never met you. ” 19: “ I’m going to kill you! ” 20: “ Please don’t hurt me like this. ” 21: “ Thanks for nothing. ” 22: “ Dont call this number again. “ 23: “ Why did you spare me? ” 24: “ You need to leave. ” 25: “ I’m sick. ” 26: “ I’m dying. ” 27: “ I wish i’d never met you. ” 28: “ I thought we were family!” 29: “ There was never an us. ” 30: “ So that’s it? It’s over? ” 31: “ I fucked up. ” 32: “ I came to say goodbye. ” 33:“ He’s dead because of you. ” 34: “ I don’t deserve to be loved. ” 35: “ About the baby… Its yours. ”

Love:

36: “ I’m so in love with you. ” 37: “ Dance with me! ” 38: “ Isn’t this amazing? ” 39: “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ” 40: “ Will you marry me? ” 41: “ I’m pregnant. ” 42: “ I need a hug. ” 43: “ You’re special to me. ” 44: “ I’m going to keep you safe. ” 45: “ Do you trust me? ” 46: “ Can I kiss you right now? ” 47: “ You’re cute when you’re angry. ” 48: “ I’ve liked you for awhile now. ” 49: “ Lets have a baby. ” 50: “ We’d make such a cute couple. ” 51: “ I want to take care of you. ” 52: “ Can we cuddle? ” 53: “ It’s lonely here without you. ” 54: “ I can’t stand the thought of loosing you. ” 55: “ Shut up and kiss me already. ” 56: “ Are you flirting with me? ” 57: “ Is that my shirt? ” 58: “ How did we get here? ” 59: “ You own my heart. ” 60: “ You’d be a great dad. ” 61: “ You’d be a great mom. ” 62: “ I want to protect you. ” 63: “ Whats the matter? ” 64: “ You’re so beautiful. ” 65: “ Did you do something different with your hair? ” 66: “ Is that a new perfume? ” 67: “ Stop being so cute. ” 68: “ You’re making me blush! ” 69: “ You’re teasing me again… ” 70: “ This is why I fell in love with you. ” 71: “ You’re the best! ” 72: “ They’re going to love you, don’t worry! ” 73: “ Oh, Are you ticklish? ” 74: “ Of course I remembered! ” 75: “ You’re one hell of a girl. ” 76: “ You’re one hell of a guy. ” 77: “ Are you jealous? ” 78: “ Hold me and never let me go. ” 79: “ Stop hogging all the blankets! ” 80: “ Lets run away together. ”

General:

90: “ Catch me if you can! ” 91: “ I’m fine. ” 92: “ Are you drunk? ” 93: “ Are you high? ” 94: “ We cant go in there… ” 95: “ Give it back! ” 96: “ Well this is just great. ” 97: “ Don’t touch me. ” 98: “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ” 99: “ This was fun— Lets do it again sometime!” 100: “ I didn’t do it! ” 101: “ I did it… ” 102: “ I don’t remember that! ” 103: “ Well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ” 104: “ Get that thing away from me! ” 105: “ You owe me. ” 106: “ Do you believe in aliens? ” 107: “ Do you believe in ghosts? ” 108: “ Are you hitting on me? ” 109: “ Why are you naked? ” 110: “ You did what?! ” 111: “ You have… Superpowers? ” 112: “ Why are you bleeding? ” 113: “ Where did all these puppies come from?” 114: “ Don’t make me come over there myself! ” 115: “ That wasn’t funny. ” 116: “ This tastes horrible. ” 117: “ This is delicious! ” 118: “ Are you mad at me? ” 119: “ Stop ignoring me… ” 120: “ I love that show too! ” 121: “ Can I borrow that book of yours?” 122: “ Lets blow this joint. ” 123: “ Let me help you with that. ” 124: “ Take that back! ” 125: “ Wanna go see a movie with me? ” 126: “ No way, that’s so lame. ” 127: “ What are you listening to? ” 128: “ I brought you your coffee. ” 129: “ Don’t fuck this up. ” 130: “ Run! ” 131: “ Lets run away together. ” 132: “ I haven’t slept in four days… ” 133: “ Your turn to do the dishes. ” 134: “ Was I really that drunk? ” 135: “ Was I really that stoned? ” 136: “Give me back my phone! ” 137: “ You’re an asshole. ” 138: “ Are you cold? ” 139: “ This place gives me the creeps. ” 140: “ I swear my house is haunted. ” 141: “ Did you hear that? ” 142: “ It’s just your imagination. ” 143: “ Just how stupid do you think I am? ” 144: “ Stop being such a baby. ” 145: “ Go back to bed. ” 146: “ Are you okay? ” 147: “ I can take care of myself just fine.” 148: “ Thanks for helping me back there. ” 149: “ Since when have we ever been friends? ” 150: “ What on earth are you wearing? ” 151: “ I can’t feel my legs! ” 152: “ Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ” 153: “ Put me down! ” 154: “ There’s only one bed… ” 155: “ It isn’t what it looks like! Okay.. Maybe it is… ” 156: “ How did I loose it? ” 157: “ I read your diary. ” 158: “ This is awkward. ” 159: “ Didn’t you read the sign? ” 160: “ Do you think you can teach me that? ”

Sexual: 161: “ Bite me. ” 162: “ Make me. ” 163: “ Fuck me. ” 164: “ Stop teasing me so much… ” 165: “ Do you like it when I touch you like that?” 166: “ Okay.. This is new. ” 167: “ Want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ” 168: “ You’re in trouble now. ” 169: “ What a pretty sight. ” 170: “ Bend over. ” 171: “ On your knees. ” 172: “ The food looks great but.. There’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ” 173: “ Lay back. ” 174: “ Take off your clothes. ” 175: “ Well, fine; just this once. ” 176: “ I’m waiting. ” 177: “ You’re so beautiful. ” 178:“ As you wish. ” 179: “ First one to make a noise looses.” 180: “ You have no idea what you do to me. ” 181: “ If you’re bored; Wanna have sex? ” 182: “ Ive wanted this for so long. ” 183: “ Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ” 184: “ Can I touch you? ” 185: “ Open up. ” 186: “ No strings attached. ” 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ” 188: “ Mine. ” 189: “ The nights still young. ” 190: “ We cant do that here! ” 191: “ Behave. ” 192:“ What did you just say? ” 193: “ Good girl. ” 194: “ Good boy. ” 195: “ Come here. ”

Remember, I’ll only write short fics since my exams are starting from this very 12th of May

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Prompt2: “Not you again.”

Title:A Sweet Annoyance

Pairing:Jimin X Reader

Rating:T

Summary: Bad boys don’t fall for the Nerds. Or do they?

Words: 1.9k

The moment you answer your door, a groan ofirritation leaves your lips.

“Not you again.” You mumble loud and clearfor the man at the other end to hear.

Park Jimin stands right there, smiling ascheerfully as ever. It’s not that you hate him or something but that’s exactlywhat your frown is implying. He maybe your classmate but he’s also a member of that notorious gang named BTS alongwith some other school guys. And even though the gang has never been foundguilty of hurting or causing trouble to any innocent students, there are somerumours always circulating around— rumours of them running a drug cartel,rumours of them exporting human organs and more weird stuff like that.

So why exactly does a man like him pays youvisits? Well, to answer it simply: you both are classmates. He lives a floor aboveyours and somehow, he found out that you are also staying in this building allby yourself. Thus, with no fear of being judged or scolded by your parents, heshowed up at your apartment one day. It’s obvious that half of the times hemisses his classes for his “gang stuff”. But Jimin doesn’t simply show up atyour door to ask for notes, he barges right past you into your humble abode justlike he is doing right now. Then, instead of acting like any polite guestsmust, he lounges over your couch, watches some television, ravages yourrefrigerator and even demands you cook him a meal or two like he literally ownsthe place.

“What the fuck!” You poke a finger into hishard chest.

He winks at you, “You know you love me.”

This! This is it! His uncouth behaviour combinedwith his flirty remarks is what pisses you off the most. He has no manners atall. Atleast not when it comes to talking to you.

“I’m staying the night.” He says,discarding his blue, leather jacket on the couch and heading straight towardsyour bedroom to use the bath.

“No! Not today!” You yell, running afterhim.

“Why not?!” he whines slightly and you admit toyourself about how much he looks like an adorable kitty.

“Because I said so!” You reply, crossingyour arms under your bust.

He passes a hand through his hair, concoctingthe best excuse shoot at you so you’ll finally give in and let him stay. Acheesy, boyish smile curves upon his lips when an idea strikes him and he looksdirectly into your eyes, “I like spending my nights with you.”

You cringe at the sappy innuendo and shakeyour head in disbelief. Nope. You’re done with his brazenness. You’ve dealtwith his intrusive presence for long and you’re not going to take it anymore.

“Your bad boy charms won’t work on me.” You state withdistaste.

Realising that his words aren’t going towin over your heart tonight, he sighs in defeat. You miss the way he glanceslongingly at you, a bittersweet expression appearing on his pallor beforediminishing altogether.

“You really want me to go?” He asks, a fainthope still lingering in his query.

“Yes!” You answer sternly, head whipped tothe other side to give-off a dramatic appearance of anger.

With another deep sigh, he motions his feettowards the main doors to your apartment and leaves.

And just like that Park Jimin was gone..

Who knew that that one nightly encounterwill be the last that you’ll see of him. No more were the annoying knocks heardat your door. And even if he didn’t visit, atleast you’d spot him loiteringaround the building. Or occasionally, even in the corridors of your school,where he would casually pin you against the lockers, whispering some cheesy dialogue in your ear just to get on your nerves.

Nothing even remotely close happensanymore. He can’t be seen around anywhere these days. And as much as itshouldn’t bother you, it does because honestly, it’s been a week since you sawhim and it’s worrying you.Pushing him out of your thoughts isn’t an optioneither because the damned blue jacket that he forgot on your couch constantlyreminds you of his absence.

It takes you some time but soon enoughyou come to terms with the fact that you never really hated him, that all alongit was just your own strategic way to conceal how you actually feel for him.Why you chose to keep your feelings to yourself is obvious to everyone. Thewhole school has seen him hanging around you and knows about your emotions.It’s evidently a cliché where the nerdy girl has fallen for the school’s bad boy.In the fictional lands, the bad boy loves her back, always returns her feelings.But this is a rare occurrence in reality. In the real world,the bad boys are justbad. They sleep around with a different woman every night. They don’t have time forsmall things like love and they don’t give a damn about the nerds. Park Jiminonly used to mess around with you to pass his time, nothing more.

Loud banging noises rouse you from yourlight slumber and instinctively, your eyes check the time through the clockplaced at your bedside table.‘01:39’ It reads and your brows narrow as you rubyour eyes, wondering about who’d knock at your door at such an ungodly hour.Pushing aside the warm comforter, you get out of the bed and head out of yourroom to answer whoever it is, praying to the almighty for protection if it is justsome crazy burglar trying to break in.

As you insert the key into the keyhole tounlock the door, fear begins seeping into your form and you pick-up theumbrella, the first object that your eyes fall upon. Slowly you turn the knoband open the door to take a peek outside. To your utter shock, you find the manyou had least expected to meet again— Park Jimin.

Instantly, you pull open the door wider,putting the umbrella away and gaze stupidly at him.

It’s him. It really is him. Park Jimin. Afterbeing missing for an entire week and three days, he is here, standing right infront of you.

“You!” Pointing a slim finger, you stare athim, unable to voice your shock.

“Yeah..I know. Not you again.” He quotes the words you had said to him the lasttime he was here and cocks his head to the side in what you can only describeas dejection.

When you make no attempt at any harshcomebacks, his shoulders deflate in relief and he asks hesitantly, “Can I..CanI please come in?”

Since this is the first time he has askedfor your permission, you let him in. That. And the fact that he looks slightlypale. Only after double checking if you’ve locked the door properly, Jimin lowershis guard. His eyes close as he falters in his steps towards the living room, endingup toppling down, grabbing you along in the process. And as you lay above him,your eyes take in the faint blue of a swiftly developing bruise on the rightside of his jaw.

“Oh my!” You gasp as you sit up, making himhiss in pain.

Immediately you get off of him and help himtowards the couch where you come to notice a huge bloodstain on his shirt. Howyou had failed to notice it earlier, is beyond you.

Jimin complies easily when you ask him totake his shirt off. And even with his chiselled torso on display, you try yourbest to maintain your focus on the long cut at the side of his lower abdomen asyou treat it. He hisses and bites his lips but doesn’t request you to stop soyou manage to clean the wound before it can cause an infection and then finishthe task by covering it with a bandage.

“Our gang, we ran into some goons from theother college. Seems like they want to take over us and..” He explains to youeven when you haven’t questioned him about anything.

“And what?! You decided to take them on byyourself?!” You ask, not pleased by the sight of his disheveled, orange hairand dirty, battered form.

He doesn’t bid you any response, confirmingyour suspicions and you glare at him. “Does making me mad gives you some kindof sick pleasure?”

He chuckles nervously, not used to beingscolded for his rash actions. “I just-”

“You just what?! Disappear for a whilebecause you probably think it’s fun, leaving me all concerned about yourwell being and then suddenly show up in the middle of the night after a week and3 days! A week and 3 days!” You insinuate angrily on the last bit.

“Y/N, I just-”

“Stop! Of all the things, you come backwith injuries on your body and act as if nothing is wrong. You’re such anidiot!” He smiles at you, his heart skipping beats as he relishes in the factthat you were actually concerned about him.

“You know you love me.” He mutters.

“Ofcourse I do!” You yell out yourconfession, too distracted by his condition.

Realisation smacks you only when his eyeswiden slightly and as a result your lips seal together in embarrassment. Youhadn’t intended to ever reveal your feelings to him and now that youaccidentally have, you can’t help but feel scared. The bad boy doesn’t fall forthe nerd. That only happens in books.

It takes Jimin a few moments to process whatyou just said but when the words finally sink into his skull, his lips wideninto a cheshire grin, a reaction you hadn’t expected. “What happened to ‘Yourbad boy charms won’t work on me’ ?” he asks, quoting you yet again.

You look away, a dark, rosy blush creepingit’s way up on your face. “Shut up.” You mumble meekly, getting up from thecouch, “I’ll prepare some soup for you.”

He laughs to himself when he sees youtrying to avoid his eyes and just as you take a step, he grasps your wrist,“Y/N”

“Yeah.” You respond distractedly, looking anywherebut at him.

He tugs you slightly, making you stumbleand fall into his lap. He kisses your lips softly, something he has beenyearning to do for so long. Jimin is well-aware that he isn’t one of the nicestguys at your school and that his hands are way too dirty to touch someone aspure as you yet he can’t stop himself from craving you. He really wants to bewith you which is the major reason for him always bothering you. What startedas an ordinary exchange between two teenagers, a nerd and a bad boy, soon turnedinto something more. He realised that it was too late for him to move on as youhad absolutely captured him. And today, your confession gave him the final pushhe had been waiting for. “I love you too.” He says staring deep into your eyes.

You still when your ears catch those words.You blink rapidly to make sure you aren’t dreaming, to confirm that the bad boyhas actually returned the confession with an affirmative. The sincerity and fervourin his gaze answers it all. You smile sweetly at him and he smiles right back.

“Whatever.” You say, punching his shoulderplayfully as you fidget out of his lap to get him something to eat.

A/N: I hope this is upto your expectations dear anon. I had intended it to be shorter but it just got out of hand. Forgive any mistakes..:3

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