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Breaking Point - PJM

Summary: After months of tension, your roommate Jimin catches you grinding on his hoodie in a moment of pure desperation.

Pairing: Roommate!Jimin x Roommate!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Unprotected sex (DO NOTTTT) Dirty talk, degradation, mutual masturbation, name calling, grinding on hoodie, oral sex (m&f receiving), perverse (both jimin and oc are perverts with pent up frustration and lust), rough sex, slight choking, tit slapping, clit rubbing. Just porn.

Word count: 2.4K+

Writer: riri🪽

Writer’s note: ahhhh idk what was i thinking when i wrote this. this is just pure filth haha. let me know in the comments how you feel about it.

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“Holy shit! W-what the fuck Y/N? Is that my hoodie?” Jimin exclaimed, looking at you in your worst state possible.

Naked. Pathetic. Grinding on his hoodie. Teasing yourself.

You gasp in surprise when you see him standing on the entrance of your room, flabbergasted.

What was he even doing here? He was supposed to go out with the boys tonight. You swore you saw him leave, and that’s how you ‘borrowed’ his hoodie from his room.

“J-jimin what are you doing here!?” You shrieked, immediately covering yourself with a blanket.

God. this was so embarrassing.

“Y/N I step out of the apartment for like one minute and by the time you sneaked into my room and steal my hoodie? Jesus! you’re such a fucking pervert.” Jimin said, eyeing you from top to bottom in your vulnerable state. You bit your lower lip, trying to avoid his gaze, but you were too horny to actually come back to your senses.

“C’mon, give me my hoodie back!” He stepped closer and grabbed his hoodie from your hand, taking a look at it. You just lowered your gaze, still unsure what to say.

“Oh my god, look at that wet spot right there. You’re washing this up, Y/N.”

“Yes, I will wash it, sorry.” You said, as you tried to stand up, but you heard him interrupting you.

“No, no, dont stand. Sit down. Sit down like a dumb fucking slut.” You were kinda surprised by his little remark but then again, you were too horny to care.

He was looking at you, his eyes like a hawk. You felt a little embarrassed, but surprisingly, not uncomfortable. Jimin clicked his tongue, taking in your vulnerable form in front of him.

“Here, you wanted this right? Take it. Show me what you were doing.”

“W-what!?” You look at him in surprise, eyes narrowing at his demand.

He wanted you to show him what?!

Was he joking?

“You heard me. Show me what you were doing with my hoodie before I walked in.”

He definitely wasn’t joking.

“Jimin, I am sorry I-”

“C’mon, show me. You were so confident earlier, sneaking into my room, and stealing my hoodie, grinding on it. But now that i am here, you’re all shy?” Jimin said, his eyes scanning you from top to bottom. Even though your body was covered in the blanket, he could very well make out in what position your body was. Legs spread, fingers playing with each other, and your nipples still hard.

“I wont do it again, I promise..” You say, barely in a whisper, earning a scoff from Jimin. You both knew in what state you were in. Wet and willing.

“C’mon now, Y/N. I have to go back to my friends. You’re really losing an opportunity to play with yourself in front of me.” Jimin said, standing up to leave.

“Wait.. don’t go…” You called out, voice barely above a whisper, holding his arm, preventing him to go.

Your actions made Jimin smirk, he got what he wanted. after all, he’d always imagined you in a state like this. He was just a man. And you, he wont lie, had an amazing body. He’d find his cock stir slightly in his pants when you’d wear your favorite pink shorts in front of him. Or when you’d wear that black spaghetti of yours, that exposed a bit of your cleavage when you’re all comfortable, watching TV.

God knows how many times he had to control himself in front of you. You were his roommate. he didn’t wanted to look like a pervert to you. But today when he caught you doing not-so-pure things with his used hoodie, he knew he wasn’t the only perverted one.

He gawks at you, his eyes full of lust, licking his lower plush lip “Oh, you want me to stay?” He chuckles and runs his fingers through his dark hair. He had THAT mischievous smile on, that made you utterly crazy. Every. Single. Time.

“Go ahead, grind on that hoodie, slut.” Jimin commanded, taking some calculative steps towards you, his eyes never leaving yours. He sat on the edge of the bed, his hoodie on his hand, with a wet spot of your juices, reminding you of your perverse.

He gently tugs at the blanket that engulfed your frame, revealing your smooth body. He gazed at your perky breasts, nipples hard. your soft abdomen, your curvy hips, and your delicious wet cunt. He mouthed the words 'Oh my god' as he saw your glistening core, his cock standing in salute.

Fuck, he had always been dying to see you like this…

You gently take his hoodie back from his hands, movements slow and delicate. You bought the cloth to your wet sex, feeling the same sensation you felt minutes before. Hell, you were so horny. Maybe it was his scent, maybe it was just Jimin.

You closed your eyes when you felt the fabric rub against your clit, making you moan unconsciously. “Mhhh Fuck..”

You start to grind on his hoodie, lewd noises unconsciously leaving your mouth.

Jimin smirked, imagining his dick wrapped against your cunt instead of his hoodie. His hand went down to his shaft, undoing his pants, pulling out his hard cock. Jimin looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust, his cock throbbing in his hand as he speak. “You’re enjoying this as much as i do, aren’t you, babygirl?”

You let out another moan in response as he starts to pump himself, looking at your slutty self fucking his hoodie shamelessly. “Mhm just like that baby, fuck yourself just like that.”

He's pretty when he masturbates like that, staring directly into your eyes as he whimpers, breathy and sweet.

Each of his little moans makes you wetter, and your body continues to tremble with need. It's so unbelievably hot how he tilts his head back, exposing the V of his jaw and his Adam's apple, bobbing each time he swallows in pleasure.

You can’t control yourself any longer, especially when jimin looks so fuckable right now, pumping his huge cock right in front of your eyes. Your hands find its way to your clit, rubbing it fast, and desperately, moaning out profanities, and Jimin lose his mind.

Grabbing your hips, Jimin yanks you closer so he can switch places with you, now kneeling in front of you. His mouth water seeing your beautiful glistening pussy, screaming to be eaten out. And so he wastes no time. A wet, hot tongue against your center. You moan at the sudden feeling, your back arching as Jimin repeats the action, the tip of his soft muscle lapping at your leaking folds until he stops at your clit, circling it with an increasing pressure that has you whining at the sensation.

"Fuck, Jimin," you moan out, hands curling into fists as you try to keep your legs as open as possible.

"You’ve been wanting this, don’t you, Y/N? Dreamt about me eating your cunt out till you cum in my tongue."

You are a mess. Your lips parted, hips squirming, back arched, getting eaten out by your roommate like you’d dreamt of.

"Arrghh f-fuckk," you stammer, relishing in the feeling of his lips brushing your swollen bud, and his nose bumping into your needy bundle of nerves. "Y-yes! fucking love it!"

He parts your legs wider, allowing him to sink deeper; his nails dig into the flesh of your thighs which has you moaning, whimpering as he makes out with your cunt. You feel your walls clench around nothing inside, your high nearing, and as your legs start to quiver, your moans becoming chipped and louder, he - suddenly removes himself completely, earning a while from you.

“I wont let you cum so easily, slut. you’ve been teasing me since forever with that slutty body of yours. Now be a good girl and suck my cock.”

Jimin gets up from the bed, and stands in front of you, his cock bobs and hangs heavy in front of your face, close enough that the tip brushes your cheek and smears precum across your face while you remain seated on the bed.

He grabs one of your hands again before he brings his girth to your mouth, your lips spreading as your tongue darts out, licking away the salty pre-cum before he comes closer, aiding you.

Not needing to be told twice, you lean forward to lap at the precum dribbling from Jimin’s slit, making him groan. His body trembles slightly as you suck him into your mouth, and it feels good to know you're not the only one affected.

The rumbling around Jimin’s cock has his throat let out low groans; his head falls back as his fingers squeeze your hand once before he lets go and buries it in your hair.

"Look at you. Such a stupid little cock slut." He groaned, watching drool leak from the corners of your mouth as he thrusted into you. Every hit of his cock against the back of your throat pushed tears into your eyes, eventually causing them to spill out onto your cheeks. "Fuck," he said through gritted teeth.

He knows he’s when he feels his cock throbbing vigorously. He grabs your hair into a fist, pulling you away from his cock, a thread of saliva and his wet slick attaching your lips and cock still.

“I want to fucking cum inside you, Y/N”

He pushed you back in the bed, so that you flat on your back, as Jimin hovers over you. You’d never seen his face this close. Jimin cradles the side of your face and slots his lips with yours for the first time.

It felt so good kissing Jimin.

He holds you gently as your lips glide together, his kiss completely opposite when it comes to oral sex. Gentle and light. He moves his lips with yours, tasting himself on your tongue and moaning into your mouth when he does. You pant against each other in between kisses, Jimin using the opportunity to bite and suck on your bottom lip until you're pushing yourself against him, seeking more.

He pulls away and gets up from the bed, discarding his hoodie off of his body, his body completely bare now. He hovers over you once again, this time groping your left tit in one hand, his thumb flicking over the sensitive nub, and rubbing your clit in the other.

"You want me to fuck you hard, don't you? You want me to fuck you like a slut, treat you like the dirty little whore that you are." He growled and roughly grabbed your thighs, pulling them apart, his cock aligned on your pussy. Youre a moaning mess, his assault on your breast and clit never stopping.

Just then you felt a sting on your left breast, making you yelp at the sensation.

“Answer me Y/N. You want me to use you good like a whore or not?” he growled.

“F-fuck Jimin y-yes please!” You whimpered, face contorted with need when not long after, you felt another slap on your other tit.

“Please what, bitch?” He asked, his hand not stopping the relentless abuse on your clit, when you feel him twist your nipple, demanding you to beg again. You could feel his rock hard cock poking your entrance.

“Please Jimin, fuck me like a needly little slut right now!” you whimpered, not caring about anything. You’ve wanted his cock for long now anyway.

Lining up, Jimin sunk his throbbing cock inside of you, the angle of the position letting him sink until he was fully inside of you, the glide was easy from how sloppy wet you were.

"I've always wanted you, you know..." he pants loudly as he continues to thrust in you. "Such a shame that you never let me have this pussy before.”

He kept one hand on your hip and another pressed into your shoulder to keep you in place as he finally let go, pounding into you with all the force he had. Every ounce of pent up lust and confusion he had for you all these months came pouring out through the fervor of his thrusting. The way you moaned his name sent chills up his spine.

The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the squelch of your pussy dripping and coating Jimin’s cock.

“You're so tight... So wet and tight around my cock. Fuck!" He growled and his thrusts became erratic as he began to slam deeper and faster into your tight hole.

"You’re... So... Fucking..” He reaches forward and grabs your throat, squeezing gently. "fucking... tight… Fuck!”

He could feel you squeeze him, and he dug his fingers Tightening on your throat.

"Do you wanna cum, baby?"

"Fuck jimin please!" you sputtered. "Please let me cum."

Jimin slapped your cheeks, feeling his own orgasm approaching as he thrusted into you in an animalistic pace. He starts to rub your clit furiously once again.

"Cum, you little whore. Cum all over my cock like a good girl." He growled, his filthy words finally making you snap.

Jimin had you screaming and writhing as he fucked you through your orgasm, Sweat was beading at his forehead and glistened across his chest and back, chasing his high. Jimin leaned down to press his body against yours as his hips continued to snap into you.

Jimin moaned against your skin as he reached his release, painting your walls for the first time. "Oh fuck," he moaned, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. Jimin collapsed on his back beside you, eyes fluttering shut as he watched stars shoot behind his eyelids. You were still panting and he felt your quivering vibrate through the mattress. Both of you, utterly spent.

“…dont you have to go..?” you finally ask him, after gaining enough energy to speak. His eyes opened up, looking at your beautiful face red, hair fucked up, makeup melted down your face, cum and sweat drenching your body from the pleasure he gave you.

“Why? you gonna steal steal another hoodie from my room after I go?” He jokes, tucking a strand of hair from your face behind your ear, watching your lips bloom a smile.

“Fuck you.” You roll your eyes.

“Already did.” Jimin smirks, pulling your body closer to his.

“And i will, in future.”

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Tchaikovsky’s Tantrum

⮌ Summary: 𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘹 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯.

⮌ Genre: Smut

⮌ Word Count: 2k

⮌ Pairing: VictorianEra!Jimin x Fem!Reader

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“My love.” He breathed into your hair, as if nothing else in the world mattered right now. It was you and him, two lovers entangled in the heat of passion. You had been exchanging longing glances before you took the first step and scuttled forward. After sundown, he promised. After sundown, he would be yours. And did he deliver. You knew he wasn’t lying. All those moments, the gazes. It was clear he didn’t think of you as the help. You hated being the mistress in the situation but his wife was just so callous. From the moment he walked through the doors, the horror began.

“You forgot to say goodbye,” or “I will not attend that boorish meeting, it is for hags,” or, “I will not touch what was sitting on the floor. I will need a new bag.” She was at least 8 years younger than him, but she acted like a child. He was only in his mid-thirties, and she, in her late twenties. They did not have a single child despite being married for about four years. It was uncommon to not have heirs which is why you suspected the motive of his infidelity. It was not like you were forced to either, the young Count was handsome, and you felt lucky to even gaze upon his face whenever he passed by. Just a glimpse was enough to get a pool forming between your legs.

You did not understand why his wife refused to carry out her duties as she slept in a separate bedchamber, and did not even once lay with him as long as you and the other maids had known her. Every person in the manor knew she was having many affairs. She kept it secret from him but a part of him also had to have known. You even saw one of the men leaving her room once. And it was NOT her husband.

Your relationship developed with time, as any natural relationship. It started one day when you caught his attention. You were cleaning the table and leaned forward and he looked at you a bit longer than usual. You thought he was absentminded and did not mean anything by the gaze. Yet, your mind wandered, and so did your hands, below your undergarments. 

You did enjoy the teasing. Once when you were cleaning the table, he leaned forward and grabbed your hand. His wife was reading a book so she did not pay mind. You looked at him, but you did not make eye contact. You simply…let him rest his hand on yours.

And then, the encounter. You were on your way to the maid’s quarters and about to pass by Lady Park’s room, when you saw the master of the house standing outside her door, his face pale and his blank as he listened to her muffled voice through the door. You knew he had to have heard an exchange she had with a lover, or that he had enough evidence that his wife truly did not feel an ounce of love for him. Then, he looked into your eyes. You saw that behind this Lord, there was a man…a man with emotions beyond what you thought were possible for him. His eyes glistened with tears.

You did not say a word.

The next day he did not approach you. He rather…waited. Then you ran into him again, at a different night, in the same place. He told you things, things that made your heart wretch. He did not have a friend behind these walls, simply people that used him. You did not wish for him to be alone so you kept him company. You started getting to know each other. Sometimes, he would make jabs and lighthearted conversation with you at the breakfast table, other times he would bring you to the foyer with the grand fireplace and tell you stories. 

And then one night…he kissed you. You were surprised, in the best way possible. That was when the affair started. Months after getting to know each other. You had made love countless times before but this time was different.

“J-Jimin.” He looked at you as you breathlessly whispered his name.

“Nobody will catch us, my sweet.” Your grip tightened on his arms as he rocked forward, his cock sliding up against your thighs.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me…” You said.

“Oh but I do. And now the fun begins.” He smirked, getting off you before grabbing the candle from the table and tilting it forward. You let out a small whimper as some of the wax splashed on your skin and dried.

“Ow!” You let out a cry.

“It’s okay, it hurts at first…but it’s fun.” He reassured you, but you were taking deep breaths. What if it was not just wax? What if you were marked?

“I see….the wax dries.” You chipped it off your skin. It was just dry residue.

“So…where would you like it?” He asked, biting his lip as a couple of drops spilled on his own hand. The kinky bastard.

“My chest…” You played with your breasts, squeezing your nipples while you looked at him with the most innocent eyes you could muster, and he looked at you with desire.

“My, my. How pretty you look with wax all over your body. My perfect sculpture.” He dripped the wax over your breasts and they burned. You shut your eyes, knowing the worst part was already over. “You did amazing, honey.” He captured your lips in a quick kiss before helping pick off the wax with his hands.

“My…you’re a man of peculiar tastes, Jimin.” You tutted, but he caught on. You were enthralled with the man of the house, and he in turn, with you.

“Ah, but you still stay familiar with me,” He kissed your hair softly. “Not many women take kindly to having wax poured on them.”

“I try my best not to forget my place.” You sighed, reminding him again of your awful reality.

“My love, you are with me now. Behind the doors, there is no society. No one to tell us what is right from wrong. I do not have a marriage, it is simply a parchment of paper at this point. My heart lies with you, Y/N.” 

He was right.

The next day it was ten and three quarters, when Mrs. Park walked into the room, looking to be mad beyond her normal schedule. She looked right at you, but did not say a word. She scoffed and looked at her husband.

“You fucked someone, right?” She was furious. Jimin did not say a word, sighing from all the noise so early in the morning.

“What is it now?” He asked her, tired of his lady’s yelling.

“You can’t just fuck random girls when your main duty is producing an heir for the estate. I should be the only one you fuck now.” She said this all shamelessly in front of you, like she was putting on an act to make you reveal the truth. She was both vulgar and an embarrassment to the Park name. But no servant would dare tell that to her face, no.

“You’re right,” Jimin stood up, clearly annoyed with her behaviour now. “So why have you been fucking random men in your quarters every night? The entire house can hear you, you know?” Jimin said with a slight look of disgust on his face. You noticed how he was quick to also play the victim. He might have appeared faithful to his wife but little did the other servants—or Mrs. Park know. You were the only person that could call him out on his lie.

“So you knew,” She folded her arms. She meant to test him? “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” It was as if she was more hurt he didn’t find her out than the matter that she was unfaithful to him. These two were definitely not suited for each other.

“Because I have also been having an affair.” Your eyes widened at Jimin’s sudden confession, but you made sure to keep your composure. You were their breakfast maid, so you were the only one of the staff not dismissed.

“You’re such a bad husband,” Mrs. Park stormed off. “Make a baby with that bitch instead, then.” Jimin dismissed her, waving his hand at her as she angrily went to a different part of the house.

“I’m sorry.” He said after a while. He looked sad.

“Don’t be. We both know her words carry little weight.” You misspoke. Jimin flared his nostrils in anger as he banged his hand on the table.

“That is my wife! Her word is just as important as mine, if not more. Her purpose is to manage affairs of the house when I am not in. You have no right to weigh in on our household! You’re a maid.” Everything he stated was a fact, but it still hurt all the same. You did not let it show on your face. 

“Right. Sorry, Mr. Park. It won’t happen again.” You bowed and went to the servants’ quarters as you dismissed yourself.

“Wait, Y/N,” He followed after you. “I didn’t mean–Y/N stop!” He grabbed your wrist.

“Or what? You’re gonna fire me? Pray tell, Lord Park, what will you do when the lady finds that I was the one you were fucking while she let some asshole piledrive her last night? It’s not fair! It’s not fair that you aren’t allowed to be your own person.” She sighed, more angered by the situation and Mrs. Park than Jimin himself.

“I know, but she knows now. That means we have to be careful. I don’t want anything happening to you,” He bit his lip as he took your hands in his. “I love you.” It wasn’t the first time he had said those words to you but lately you have been feeling quite out of sorts.

“You say you do, but your actions suggest otherwise. Please, restrain yourself, Lord Park.” You pulled away first, and walked back alone. You felt bad but it felt good to do something for yourself for once. Lord Park was evaded successfully as you requested other tasks and had different maidservants sit in with him for breakfast. His wife had not spoken with him for a whole fortnight, and this had the whole town talking. Breaking the marriage was not possible for them. However, Lady Park had taken to seperating from him almost entirely. It was probably for the best, however Lord Park felt guilty. You knew he blamed himself for her unhappiness. 

You couldn’t do anything, though. You were a commoner. Not like that could help.

“My love.” He stopped you, just as you were taking a tray to the kitchen. He was in the hallway, and you felt perplexed.

“What are you doing here?”

“I live here.” He sighed, you knew right away he regretted his actions.

“Jimin, I didn’t want to see you.” 

“I know you’re mad at me but please–hear me out.” You decided to stop and set the tray on a side table.

“Before somebody sees us. What did you want to say?” You felt like this needed closure but what best than part ways? His wife knew he had an affair and maybe not all the details but you couldn’t risk being thrown out on the street. 

“I know I’ve been an asshole, but…I want you. I want us to continue being together because you keep me happy and grounded.” You parted your lips in a sigh.

“Listen Jimin, you know I have feelings for you too, but you upset me. I’m “just a maid.” You really hurt me.” You explained.

“I know, I’m an idiot. Please, just….stay with me?” You nod. 

“Okay, I’ll give you another chance. Just please…don’t let your wife catch on.” You said, holding his hand. You also needed this job, but you loved him. You loved him more than you cared to admit but it was so dangerous.

The next night came when you spent it in a barn, away from the servants or the nobles that may have been around. He made love to you as gently and sweetly as he always had, your saccarine angel. He was the Lord of the mansion, yes, but when you were lovers nothing else mattered.

“J-Jimin….” You moaned as his lips were hot on your neck.

“Y/N…you feel so good.” His voice was deeper, a rasp forming as he thrusted into you.

“Ahhh….” Your voice was light and airy.

“Mmmm.” He moaned as you kissed passionately, and with a few more pumps, he came undone. His hips slammed into yours repetitively. You felt your insides clenching, as he dug his nails into your waist, holding you in place. You needed him, your body arched back as he fucked you with a bit more force, and you took in as much as you could but much of that had been with the intent of stretching you out for him. Your body was burning with the desire of a thousand suns, especially as he stopped moving for a moment to let you readjust. You groaned as he put one of your legs over his shoulder and tried accessing you deeper, which worked.

As he worked you open, you felt your entire body loosen around him. You drooled as he gave you his thumb to suck and focused on fucking you as you deserved. You both needed this. 

“Ahhh, ahhh, Jimin….” You moaned his name as he grinned down at you. You knew he meant to fuck you right, but this was better than you expected.

“Fuck…you like that baby?” You nodded, in the heat of the moment sucking his thumb.

“Mmmm, Jimin.” You sighed. You felt a bundle of nerves fluttering as his hand moved down to your thigh and dug in as he pulled you even closer. Your arms went behind his back, as he pulled you so you were sitting upright. You kissed him, expertly sliding your tongue against his, tasting his cherry red lips and sucking his bottom lip, letting go with a “pop.” Jimin was good at fucking, but boy could you kiss the shit out of that man.

“I love you…” He whispered, kissing your neck as you moved your hips. You knew he was close, and so were you. You rode him with a desire to be filled, to have him as yours someday.

“I love you too,” You whispered. “I’m close.” You said, alerting him as he nipped your shoulders and left a few marks. Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt his teeth break the skin. His lips created a suction.

“Me too. Let’s cum together.” He whispered hot into your ear as he looked into your eyes, directly as you maneuvered your hips forward and back until you came undone, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“Oh….ohhhhh.” You moaned, as he grinned while kissing you open-mouthedly. 

“Mmmmm, Y/N, you’re so tight,” He kissed your neck. “Good lord, you’re gorgeous.” He sighed, feeling sated as he came inside of you, his white hot semen spilling out of you and dribbling down your thighs as he pulled his cock out of your used hole. You kissed once more, before getting under the covers and getting some rest. When morning came, you would probably be getting a new job, or suffering the wrath of his wife, but at least you had his heart. That was what mattered the most now. You squeezed his shoulders as you laid with him. Who cared about what the morning held? What mattered now was the present moment. 

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[jaykayfictions]

My high-school worst enemy | Park Jimin ff part 7

Summary : Park Jimin was a jerk and you hated him your entire time in high school but what happens when he isn't the asshole he appears to be?

genre: angst and fluff.

warnings : swearing, a bit of bullying and violence.

author's note: this chapter is also long, i'm sorry.

Laying on your bed, thinking about the day's events while holding your pillow over your face and squealing into it. Why the fuck were you so excited? Your vibrated instantly gaining your attention. You unlocked it and an Instagram notification popped up on your screen. 'Parkjimin1306 is following you, would you like to follow back?' You weren't entirely shocked but a part of you had expected it, given the fact that you were now friends and he had liked your post before.

The idea sent blush to your cheeks and your body warmed up at the thought. Were you really blushing? The fuck? Your emotions were seriously messed up. You snuggled into your cozy blanket while shrieking and giggling like an idiot. Your door clicked open and you realized that you must have looked like a freak in front of the unknown person. Turning to face the door, you were met with the sight of Jungkook with an amused expression on his face.

"You look like a pig so tell me, what's got you smiling like a fool." He questioned arching a brow. Your vision blinded briefly by a light, that's when you realized he was taking a picture of you. Oh gosh. "Shut up." You mumbled internally groaning. This was so fucking embarrassing. "You look like a chihuahua, you know?" He asked with his stupid smug smile, your hands itched to slap it off his face. "Coming from an animal born into a family of apes." You retorted, hiding your face under your blanket in embarrassment.

This banter was normal between you both. Well, it sounded weird but calling each other names or hitting each other was your love language. You were always arguing and on each others' necks, in a good way. Kind of.

"I'm being serious this time, what got you smiling like that?" He asked, his expression neutral. You were reluctant to tell him but he would find out eventually. It's bound to happen especially when he knows when you aren't being honest. To be blunt, he knew every detail about you especially the fact that you were a terrible liar. You couldn't lie to save your life. There was no point lying to him, it really isn't that big of a deal. But the amount of teasing you'll get. Gosh, he was really sent by God to torment you for all the sins you have committed.

''You know Jimin yeah?" You cleared your throat awaiting his response, even though you already knew the answer. "Of course I do! He's my teammate, the one you hate, what about him?" He paused "Wait. Don't tell me-" ''It's not like that!" You shouted, cutting him off before he got the wrong idea. "Well, umm I-we umm, we're kind of friends, yeah Jimin and I are friends now." You said slowly, eyes looking expectant at him, waiting for his reaction. "What!" His eyebrow shot up in surprise.

"Wait. Let me get this straight, I need some time to process this. You mean my teammate, Jimin, the one you hate, the one that embarrassed you in the school's hallway, in front of everyone is now your friend?" He questioned with wide eyes as you nodded your head up and down as a yes. "Wow! Shocking." He muttered still letting your revelation sink in.

"Well... yeah?" You said a bit nervous. ''So, how the fuck did it happen? I'm curious, I mean you hold grudges, no offence." He questioned, rushing to sit down at the side of your bed. "Spill the tea." Jeez, he loved gossip way too much to be called a boy. ''None taken, umm you know how he's my partner for my science project yeah? Well he took me to his house and made me jjajangmyeon. We talked and he apologized. I forgave him and we're friends now, He's a better cook than you, no offence." You explained causing Jungkook to gasp. "What the fuck? He took you to his house?! Made you jjajangmyeon?! And apologized?! How the hell does his cooking compete with mine? How dare you!" His eyes were as wide as saucers, you snorted at this.

"Oh wow. So you're just gonna replace me when I'm still alive and breathing fine?" He continued. "Of course not. You need to calm down there, way too many questions. Why are you even shocked?" You asked, your eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

"First of all, Jimin never cooks for a random person. Secondly, he never takes a random person to his house, I've only been there like four times and thirdly, his pride is over the roof and he can't hurt his ego for shit, so apologizing to you means he actually means it. What the hell did you do to him?" "Really? And for your information I did nothing to him." You huffed. "Whatever." He rolled his eyes. "He was very nice though." "See, I told you he wasn't that bad." He replied with a cocky smile. "Now let's watch Rebel Ridge."He said changing the topic. "Hey!" You whined when he pulled the blanket off you.

"It's mine now." He said hugging the blanket to himself. "You did not just do that!" You gasped dramatically before lunging at him and dragging the blanket away from him. You both ended up sharing the blanket. You covered your your eyes during the fighting scenes and Jungkook would laugh and call you a baby and you would stuff popcorn into his mouth to shut him up.

You enjoyed your movie night and you decided to follow Jimin back on Instagram. He was definitely not the asshole he seemed like in school and he was so freaking hot! He even has tattoos, the fuck? You really need to get your brain checked because why the hell was your mind getting dirty? Were you attracted to him? Hell no! Of course not, right?

After the movie ended, you chased Jungkook to the couch in your room and slept comfortably. For the first time in your life you were actually looking forward to school tomorrow.

It was time for school and you actually woke up before Jungkook. He was a morning person and he woke up at 6 am every morning, but you woke up at 5 :45 am today which is quite unusual. What was wrong with you these days? When Jungkook woke up to see you brushing your teeth he screamed, as in SCREAMED! "This is a dream right? I think I should go back to sleep and wake up again just to make sure." He exclaimed dramatically before covering his face with his blanket. He wasn't actually kidding, he was really trying to go back to sleep and he says you're the dumb one. Well takes one to know one.

"Get up! This isn't a fucking dream! I don't want to be late for school!" You screamed even though you still have two hours before school starts. "Stop lying and looking for excuses. Just say you wanna meet your 'new friend', Jimin at school." He snorted, air quoting his words before sitting up. "Ouch!" He screamed, when you hit him with a pillow, even though it didn't hurt.

"Shut up you asshole!" You gritted your teeth. "Like it's not true, lover girl." He teased, instantly regretting it when you landed a hit on his head. "What the hell did I do!" He asked pretending to be innocent. ''You know exactly what you did you dork." You scoffed. "Now go get ready while I make breakfast.'' You said before leaving your room.

When you got to school, you were in a happy mood. You're just hoping this depressing school doesn't change that. After taking your things from your locker you decided to listen music on your headphones. Talk that talk by TWICE was playing and you were just vibing. "Tell me what you want, tell me what you-" You stopped singing when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned and saw Jimin.

"Hey." He greeted with the smile you were getting familiar with. "Hey." You greeted back while turning your headphones off feeling slightly embarrassed that he caught you singing. He must have noticed because his next words shocked you. "Just so you know, your singing is great, I umm, well now that we're friends, uhm I- oh gosh, I sound so stupid right now. Can I have your number?" He asked while rambling.

Was he really asking for your number? Was he feeling shy? This is weird, the Jimim you saw everyday was always confident around girls, what made you an exception? What was up with him these days? "Oh uh thank you, uhm okay, sure, just give me your phone." You said not knowing how to respond. You felt flustered by his compliment. He gave you his phone and you typed in your number.

"Text you later.'' He winked before departing to his lesson. "Bye." You smiled at his disappearing figure. How on Earth does he transition from shy to flirtatious? He really was impossible. On your way to your lesson a Whatsapp notification popped up on your phone.

010658

Add contact Block

| Hey.

It's Jimin

You better save my number!

You smiled before replying, what a smartass.

You

Hlo

You better save my number!

I Know, I was going to.

aren't you in class?

how has the teacher not caught u?

Jimin😏

I have my ways😏

Oh shit the teacher's coming!

Gotta go

Bye👋

You

Bye👋👋👋

Your classes weren't too bad, especially when you were just zoning out and thinking about you and Jimin's new friendship. If anyone saw you they would think you were a lovesick puppy dreaming about her crush. Why were you feeling like this all of a sudden?

It was lunch time and Jungkook had gone to take his food, leaving you at the table alone when six familiar boys showed up. "Hey." Jimin smiled at you. "Hey." You replied mirroring his smile. "They're some of my friends and I figured since you're one of them now...erm you might want to know them, if you dont mind?" He continued, eyes looking at you expectantly in a pleading expression. With the way he was looking at you you knew you couldn't say no.

"Yeah sure, I'm Y/N by the way." You replied, introducing yourself to the boys. "Yeah we know, we've heard lots about you." Seokjin snorted while giving Jimin a teasing smile. "Shut up." Jimin mumbled embarrassed. Umm what? Has Jimin been telling his friends about you? Was he talking shit about you? He hated you before so it's understandable but still. Namjoon was it? must have noticed the drop in your expression because his next words made you feel releived.

"Not in a bad way though." He said jabbing Seokjin in the stomach before taking a seat like the rest of the boys. "So, erm you're Seokjin, right?" You asked the elder. "Just call me Jin." He said smiling softly. He was beautiful and hot, one of the cutest guys you've ever seen. "Sure." You said before digging into your food. The boys introduced themselves, not like you didn't know their names already, you just couldn't identify them individually.

There was a brief moment of silence before you broke it. "Not to sound rude or give a terrible first impression but.. Hoseok please, tell your bitch to stay out of my fucking life! Gosh, she's bullying me and tryna convince me to leave my brother alone for her 'cause apparently he's 'her man.' She's so delulu, no offence." "She's not my bitch, we broke up a long time ago." He grimaced. ''Regret ever dating her, I can relate." He said looking at you apologetically. "No seriously it seems she'll only listen to you, she's tormenting me just because I hugged Taehyun at the basketball event! My fucking brother! And she even got me detention for next week Monday. I'm sure she cried to her mama when I bust her stupid bubble." You scoffed. "I like her." Yoongi said clacking his tongue before smirking.

"We're gonna be close friends." "Sure.'' You answered almost immediately. "You seem cool." Yoongi smugly smiled at your response. "So the rumours are true, your bro's Taehyun?" Taehyung asked with an arched brow. "Yes, and that's why I hate my life." You slumped into your chair. "Woah, you really hate him?" Namjoon asked chirping in. "No. He's adorable, it's just-" You sighed ''People only see me as his little sister not as me you know? Girls wanna be friends with me 'cause they want his number and guys wanna date me to be friends with him. It's like everyone uses me to be close to him for their benefit." You felt somewhat lighter revealing this to them. Even though it was the first time actually having a conversation with them.

"I can't relate to that but it must probably suck." Jimin snorted being oddly quiet most of the conversation. "Yup. It's shitty as hell. At least I've got Yuna. She's such a sweetheart." You sighed dreamily. "May I ask you if you don't mind?" Seokjin asked raising a brow in which you nodded in response. "Who's Yuna?" "She's Taehyun's girfriend, been dating since forever. She's one of my best friends." You said cheerfully.

The sounds of ohs and ahs were made by the boys. "Anyways, forget about my story and my sad ass life. How's basketball treating you guys?" You asked wanting to change the topic realizing you had said too much. Though you were a bit curious. You've answered all their questions, it was their turn to be on the hot seat. "First of all, it sounds like a drama I would like to watch, but since you asked a question, I'll answer it." You laughed at Yoongi's humour. "It's going well, a bit harsh but it's part of the package." He answered, manspreading his legs and leaning back against his chair.

"Good to know, and how about you Jimin? It might be harder for you. I mean your the shortest basketball player and the smallest compared to the others." You said teasingly but what you hadn't expected was for him to smirk cockily and slouch comfortably against his chair. "Oh, but the length of my dick isn't." He retorted with a playful glint in his eyes. You immediately chocked on your saliva and whined. "Jimin!" "What? I just stated a fact." He said faking innocence like he didn't just say something way more disgusting than a pile of dog shit. "Don't act like you don't like it." He said with a scoff.

Your little attempt to tease him was counter-attacked with a way more absurd response. "You wish." You snorted and grimaced clearly disgusted. Gross. Were boys always like this? The members however, just laughed and snickered, amused at the interaction between you both. Before you could bite back or say anything else Jungkook arrived with his tray of food in his hands. The wrongest moment to arrive. You had the perfect K.O line and it was you time to shine! You had the perfect insult to roast Jimin like a chicken eaten on Sundays.

You say your dick is so long, bet you probably don't know how to use it. Girls say you're the worst fuck.

"There you go dork, I bought your favourite vanilla milkshake, pay me by doing my homework..." He paused. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked curiosity lacing his tone. Before any of them could respond you jumped in and decided to speak first. "Since I'm friends with Jimin, the boys thought it would be a good idea to know me as well." You continued. "By the way,I didn't ask for it, your tactic to make me do your homework wouldn't work this time, but thank you anyway." You gave him a sarcastic smile. "Sure." He scoffed. "Besides, I'm wack at maths, why do you need my help?" You questioned. It was true. You never got above a grade six in Maths, it would be a miracle if that happened to be honest. And you hate the fact that it was compulsory.

"Just testing your self control." He shrugged, dipping some fries into his mouth. Everyone close to you knew you had a sweet tooth, hence the reason why your weight always fluctuated. "Self control my ass." You scoffed. "Are you gonna finish that?" He turned his head towards your food. "Just say that you're hungry and stop asking questions." You slapped his hand away from your food, stopping him from taking some of your fries causing the boys to cackle and snicker. "I see you're taking this friendship seriously..."He turned to the boys before continuing. "You should have seen her last night, she was like a girl with a cru-" You cut him off by aggressively stuffing his mouth full of fries, stopping him from spewing some embarrassing shit you did last night. You sat properly in your seat and huffed before pouting, trying to hide your embarrassment before deciding the paws of your oversized hoodie were more interesting.

The boys gushed about how cute you were causing you go beet red from the unwanted attention. They- especially Seokji- I mean Jin said that your duality was mind blowing. It was kind of true and Jungkook just had to ruin the moment by making a snide remark about how you were not cute but just an angry cat even though you had a bunny face. Surprisingly Jimin pointed it out, bursting Jungkook's bubble.

Lunch went better than you had expected it to go. The boys weren't that bad. In fact they weren't bad at all! How could they appear to be dicks when they were really just six crackheads? Jin kept calling himself 'World Wide Handsome' and spent most of the time during lunch cracking jokes that were not that funny, but you would always laugh because of the members' reactions. Especially Hoseok's, his side eye was intense! Yoongi was so chill and savage. His short replies were really effective in shutting people up. He was pretty cool though. Namjoon was calm and very smart. He called you dumb in a hundred languages and even with his glasses he still looked hot. Hoseok was very cheerful and his presence brightened up the mood. His smile was so contagious. But its crazy how he goes from cheerful to savage, like damn, his eye roll.

Taehyung was a bit shy, but was cute. He was so nice but so off topic. They said he was weird and even nicknamed him 'Alien.' Jimin was so free and his laugh made him look so beautiful. The way his eyes crinkled into moon crescents and the way his lips lifted high up displaying his laugh lines. Wait, what! Why were you so observant?! Why was your brain thinking like this?! To be fair he was handsome. He and Hobi were literally the same. His sassiness is unmatched. Even you as a savage can't beat him at that. It was fun though, you ignored the glares and jealous looks you got from girls for now. For now. It was going to come back to bite you, you just had to prepare for it.

After gymnastics and cheer practice you got home and checked your phone wondering why the hell your phone was vibrating constantly from the repeated notifications. You found out the reason.

|The group chat😎

Jimin😏

Y/N if you're wondering why you're here I added you to the boys' group chat.

You

So I'm the only girl?

Jin😘

Hey Y/N

Welcome to the group chat!

Jimin😏

So I'm the only girl?

Is that really all you care about?

You

Of course not!

But you guys have to formally welcome me.

Hobi😃

Welcome Y/N!☺️🤗

Joonie🤓

Welcome Y/N.

Jimin😏

Fine, welcome.

Kookie🐰

Hell nah!

You

then no money for banana milk🥛 from me.

Kookie🐰

fine, welcome😒

Tae😁

Welcome Y/N!🥰

Yoongi😎

u can leave if u want bcs I'm not saying that.

You

why so savage?😢🤧😭

Yoongi 😎

'cause I can😏

Hobi 😃

here we go again🙄

You

here you go again Hobi!

why am I surrounded by savages?

Jin😘

'cause you are one.

Kookie 🐰

how come yoongi doesn't get to welcome u?

it's not fair!😫😩

You

'cause you are one.

no i'm not!

it's not fair!😫😩

life's not fair either.

now STOP BLOWING UP MY PHONE!

I wanna sleep

good night 🌃.

You turned off your phone and went to sleep. You've made the perfect friends. These crackheads are insufferable.

[fentyjjk]

SONGSPIRATION MASTER LIST

𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗶’𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱

-editing in progress

—KIM SEOKJIN

𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗻

—MIN YOONGI

⇝ 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱

⇝ doubt

—JUNG HOSEOK

𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗻

—KIM NAMJOON

𝗰𝗼ming soon

—PARK JIMIN

⇝ 𝘀𝗵𝗲

—KIM TAEHYUNG

⇝ always forever

—JEON JUNGKOOK

⇝ outside

⇝ 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴

[rkkj]

it wasn't untill you saw him you started believing in soulmates. Indeed that force , pulling you to that sole , unique existence.

"Hello; what would you like to have sir?"u somehow managed to ask the elegant graceful creature standing before you."Ice tea for one plz."He stared at you for some time , his brown eyes locked with your's , but u were quick to tear ur gaze."Sure sir; will be there in minutes." passing him a smile which he gracefully returned , you worked on his order.You went to his table and placed his order asking"Would you like to have anything else sir ?"."No miss , this is all sufficient". he passed you a warm enchanting smile.flabergasting enough!.Familiarity , the something you felt at the moment , did u know him ?. no ofcourse but still he felt warm. too known to be a stranger?

[minorin-fanfictions]

#POV : Jimin taught you Korean but... (crack)

[mysteriousgeminizone]

Hi there! 👋✨

I’m a 25 y/o girl, an university student with a deep love for storytelling, animals, and—of course—BTS. 💜 When I’m not buried in textbooks or writing essays, you’ll find me volunteering at a local dog shelter, reading my way through an ever-growing books pile, or vibing to BTS’s music on repeat. 🎧🐾 I write BTS fanfiction here, on AO3 and Wattpad whenever I can! Because of my studies, updates may be slow, but I aim to post one chapter per month. Thank you for your patience and support! I hope my stories can bring a little comfort, excitement, or inspiration to your day. 💌 Feel free to reach out or leave a comment!

[sae3pdnim]

NO MORE DRAMA {JJK} - AWAITED PART💟 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1387756230-no-more-drama-jjk-awaited-part%F0%9F%92%9F?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=sa3pdnim&wp_originator=ktEpPv1EpUm%2Fof8MyJZqmH9vhvCtmnJVLcFsyqlNhXdtSlwWl2yNVLiOa0IJKygu6ow55q4me4zcdKwEe5BnZPp2aT%2BKt2NAmGtyku%2Fri11va9hI1cu0BhWTBbqx5XEG Not so simple love story between two couple. 😍 One is Jungkook And Other is yn, Two polar opposites or can say crackhead, how will they melt each other. Let's find out in the drama free story(maybe), but let's be clear...nothing ever goes as planned in this cursed world. 🎭Drama upcoming. (EDITING) #peace out

[msryujin]

msryujin's masterlist | updated 8/8/22

jimin

angel cafe (angst, breakup)

what a time (fluff) 1/2

what a time (fluff) 2/2 tbd.

[stillwithkook7]

When he’s your boss | him as your CEO husband (Jimin Oneshot)

a short jimin ff <3 please interact with this post, ty !!

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A/N pov - You, Park Y/N is an employee and the executive assistant of the boss and CEO of Park Enterprises, Park Jimin who is also your husband. You got married to him a year ago, You two first met as co-workers only. Same positions until now, you’re the assistant while he’s the boss. Eventually you both fell in love and got married in a mean time.

Everyone at the company knew you two are married since you two publicly announced that both of you got married around 2 months after the wedding.

Time check : 10:45 PM

You are currently arranging the files to be prepared for a presentation tomorrow led by your husband Jimin. You were tired and exhausted already since you did a lot of works today and finished your company report to your boss by tonight which is also Jimin. Now that you are finished with the last arrangements and revisions, you walked to Jimin’s office.

Time skip... 11:00 PM

You finally got into the floor which Jimin’s office is located in. You walked through and opened the door of the office and greeted him,

“Good evening Mr. Park, here is the company report of this month’s analytics based on my research, Sir.” I said and closed the door behind me. I then gave the papers on his desk. He nodded as a ‘thank you’ to me.

He answered while his own eyes met with mine -

“Y/N, you don’t have to be formal with me, especially I’m your husband”

“Jimin, we’re still at work, I have to be formal and you should too as you are the CEO.” I replied back.

Jimin got up from his seat and looked at me,

“Y/N baby, I’m your husband and I have the right to be with my wife freely, it’s just the both of us now besides it’s not like our marriage is a secret to all anymore” His eyes soften as he said his statement to me.

I sighed, “I’m sorry Jimin.. It’s probably just I’m tired now, sorry” 

My body wanted to rest or take a nap but you couldn’t still, you have to finished some of your left works which are already due next week plus, you didn’t want to disappoint Jimin in any way as he is your husband and boss.

“Love, don’t be sorry, It’s just we don’t have to act as co-workers always, I want us to be the married couple we chose to be. I love you, Park Y/N, I really do. So you should get some rest for tonight, I’ll be the one who will prepare for tomorrow.” He stated to me while smiling softly.

“But- Jimin, I have to do those because I need to and those are my-” He cut me off.

“That’s my order to you, Y/N. Get some rest and sleep, you need it. You deserve it. For being the most hard-working wife that I’m very grateful to have. I’ll take you home now so you can rest then” 

“Oh, ah.. thank you Jimin.” I thanked him.

“Of course, I love you, Mrs. Park.” He walked up to me and pecked my lips a few times. I also answered between the pecks.

“I love you too, my Mr. Park”

[lost-jams]

Hello there

pairing — jimin x female reader

genre — fluff (with a bit of sexual stuffs huhu)

::If I was given the choice to re-live my life, well I dont think I would make any choices that would differ from the previous ones...because all of them led me to you::

I look myself over one more time in the mirror. I used to wear my hair above the shoulders with edgy bangs, but it's grown a lot in the last couple of years. And not without reason. I brush my fingers through the long, dark strands of hair that I've trained to cover most of the left side of my face. I pull the sleeve of my left arm down to my wrist and then pull the collar up to cover most of my neck. The scars are barely visible like this, and I can actually stomach looking at myself in the mirror. I used to think I was pretty. But hair and clothes can only cover up so much now. I hear a toilet flush, so I turn quickly and make my way to  the door before the woman can exit the stall. I do what I can to avoid people most of the time, and not because I'm afraid they'll stare at my scars. I avoid them because they don't stare. 

The second people notice me, they look away just as fast, because they're afraid to appear rude or judgmental. Just once it would be nice if someone looked me in the eyes and held my stare. It's been so long since that's happened. I hate to admit that I miss the attention I used to get, but I do. I exit the bathroom and head back toward the booth, disappointed to still see the back of my father's head. I was hoping he would have had some kind of emergency and been required to leave while I was in the restroom. It's sad that I'd rather be greeted by an empty booth than by my own father. The thought almost makes me frown, but I'm suddenly sidetracked by the guy seated in the booth I'm about to walk past. I don't usually notice people, considering they do everything in their power to avoid eye contact with me. However, this guy's eyes are intense, curious and staring straight at me. My first thought when I see him is, "If only... this were two years ago."

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Its happening again...they are fighting again sighing i look at my mirror "ugh...i need a hair cut" grabbing my car keys I jogged towards the front door, silence...perhaps they finally noticed me "I'll be back in awhile" i told them while putting on my shoes. " Eat something before heading out, come" i finally looked towards my mother, her eyes they are red...so was my fathers, Are they finally letting themselves go? maybe. "No im not hungry" i opened the door.

Would my present be different if i lisened to my mother? Do i want things to be different?

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 I want to break out in a sprintin order to get his eyes off me, or if I should walk in slowmotion so I can soak up the attention.His body shifts as I begin to pass him, and his stare becomestoo much all of a sudden. Too invasive. I feel my cheeks flushand my skin tingle, so I look down at my feet and allow myhair to fall in front of my face. I even pull a strand of it intomy mouth in order to block more of his view.

Just a fewmoments ago, I was thinking about how much I miss beingstared at, but now that it's happening, I just want him to lookaway.Right before he's out of my peripheral vision, I cut my eyesin his direction and catch a ghost of a smile. Maybe he didnt see my scars...

It annoys me that I even think this way. I used to notbe this girl. I used to be confident, but i guess the accident broke every ounce of my self-esteem. I've tried getting it back, butit's hard to believe someone could ever find me attractivewhen I can't even look at myself in the mirror.  Ugh.

"As i was saying, I think u should organise a fan meet and stop being an annonymous writer, people want to see u" i tear my eyes from my father to the coffee sitting on my table untouched. "I'm not ready" i heard a sigh. "it has been two years" i shiffted on my sit uncomfortable...my fathers hand reached out to me grabbing the sides of my face, they were so warm. "take as much time u need...im here" nodding m head i smiled but i dont know why i felt so heavy in my heart...it was so heavy. "i think i have an idea for my new poetry" believe me or not but the only good thing after the accident happening to me was me becoming a writer, I didnt know what came in me one day i decided to write a poetry and publish it and it became a best seller.

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I should've slept last night i cant think straight, was this always the road i took, God i swear sleep-deprived driving is far worse then drunk driving, I feel my eyes closing...I try to keep them open I see a little girl crossing the road and........CRASH............

blood...everywhere whats going on?

HELP I CANT MOVE...SOMEONE HELP

i want to scream but nothing comes out is it the end

i hear footsteps with sirens...am i getting help?

please help me...I want to live

i feel someone pulling me out of the car, i feel his hand on my neck, he was slapping my cheeks....i wanted to open my eyes to make sure the girl was ok, was she ok? is she alive? what happened i dont remember....

beep......beeep...beep....

My eyelids feel so heavy, i wanna sleep if i open my eyes i have to face the consequences im not ready but i dont wanna die away...Looking arround i see my father on the right side of my bed, Why cant i open my left eye, i try to get up...im covered in bandages, funny i cant feel any pain, im glad im alive.

"Dad" whisperring i poke his hand, he jolts up. Did he not sleep for a week? "U look terrible" he looks like he'll cry any moment now. "You should look at yourself first" how bad can it be?

A week passed by there was no sign of my mother, I was told i hit a pole and the girl lived, i remember her face, she was preety cute. My father says my mother left, i didnt expect much from her but a visit wouldnt hurt right? I just hope my wounds heal faster its super itchy...

A month passed by, its just me and my father we are on our way to my physical therapist so that i can walk again and i dont have to use this stupid wheelchair

We were in the waiting room...whispers...they were whispering about me, poor girl she must be on so much pain. The left side looks so bad. Can't these people tell i can hear them, i opened my ponytail heaving a sigh. i feel heavy...

My therapist told me i should write down my feeling, so....

Whenever the clouds of pain and sadness loomed.

Whenever tears came till the eyelashes,

Whenever this lonely heart got scared,I told my heart, Oh Heart, why do you cry?This is what happens in this world

This deep silence the world has distributed it to everyone, Some sadness is a part of everyone's life, Some sunshine is a part of everyone's life, Your eyes are wet without any reason, Every second is a new season Why do you let go of such priceless moments? Oh Heart, why do you cry?

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"Anyways, we have a meeting with our illustrator this friday be ready" i hum while finishing my coffee. "we should head back" my father said grabbing his things. I hurriedly looked for the guy...just a last glance...he was gone.

Friday came, he is late I took his profile out, Park Jimin....it baffles me that my supposed illustrator gave no picture how will I even recognise him, good thing my father knows this guy, sighing I put my head down...i hate headaches so much...

"Sorry im late" I hear nervous chuckles "you know morning traffics" I look up ITS HIM...THE GUY...ITS HIM... I see the corner of his lips turn upwards, was it me or he was smirking...My father went straight into buisness, everything was so blur, i was just staring at his face, he is beautiful.

He says he has been an illustrator for five years straight, my father seems preety convinced by him, so am i.. If i were to compare the beauty of him and his work, his work wins scoring a homerun for sure. It speaks with such depth that you want to drown in it.

He shook hands with my father, coming right infront of me he offers me his hand...i take it, I feel his thumb brushing against the surface of my skin. Will it be weird to say that i felt excited? I didnt know i was hold my breath till I was inside the car. "I like him" my father utters "Same" I feel my cheeks flushing. I think i might have been single for a while now...

"Are you always like this, flirting with whoever u want?" Jimin snapped his head back to u "I saw u, winking at the waitress" He bit his lower lip...i want to bite it too..his eyes threw a mischivious smile at me, there is something about his eyes, I cant put a finger on it. " Why...you jealous?" i scoffed at that, yes..."why would i be jealous?" chuckling he put his hand on his chest " ouch...i wanted u to be" why would he? "Girls like you are not made for flirting ... they are made for love"

Days passed I was struggling to write, there was something bugging me and the fact that Im alone right now is more depressing, AAAAAA I want to scream, will i have my periods soon? maybe but why am I tearing up there is no reason, God i hate mood swings. 

Alchohol...this thing is a fools gold, you know its bad for u but u cant help but have it...and it also turns u into a fool. Why u ask? because only a fool will ask someone to drop by to their house in the middle of the night. With what reason? because they feel lonely. And here i was contemplating what i should say to the person infront of me. 

"Would u like a drink?" he narrows his eyes at me "you are lonely" fuck...i dont look a him in the eye. i clear my throat " I just wanted to discuss about..uhh" he puts his head on his hands which is supported by the table as he leans in " Wanna go out?" One look from me was enough for him to take a hold of my hand and drag me outside. Was he always taller then me?  I pulled  him back "Its late" i smiled at him. "Do u paint?" 

And here we are infront of his house, because he thought it'll be great to have a painting date in the middle of the night. Was it a date though? It felt like it. I was sitting infront of a canvas processing what was happening. His Art room reminds me a art museum, paintings everywhere, i dont know what an art museum looks like but i think i got a gist of it. "May i paint u?" Shock was written on my face, insecurities filling me in "I-" 

He puts one finger on my lips and he pushes the hair away from my forehead, running hisfingers through it until it's no longer hanging in my face. "Youwear your hair like you do because you don't want people tosee too much of you. You wear long sleeves and collared shirtsbecause you think it helps. But it doesn't." I feel like i might cry.  I feel his fingertips graze my jaw and I flinch. "You havethe most incredible bone structure, and I know that's a weirdcompliment, but it's true." His fingers leave my jaw and trailup my chin until he's touching my mouth. "And your lips.Men stare at them because they want to know what they tastelike, and women stare at them out of jealousy because if theyhad lips the color of yours, they'd never have to buy lipstickagain."

His forehead is resting against mine, and I can feel hisbreath crashing against my lips. Jimin steps forward and wraps his arms around me.Everything about him is comforting and warm and I have noidea how to respond. One of his hands meets the back of myhead and he presses my face against his chest.

few days passed by since that day, I decided to put my hair up in a ponytail. My neck it looks nice, i like how it looks...i love it. I get down for breakfast, i smelled pancakes my father turns arround with a plate delight crosses his face when he saw me. "you look good" I didnt know what was this feeling but it surely feels very light, exciting and comforting . I think I know what to write...

The moment seems to flow like a molten sapphire and there's deep blue silence, Neither there is earth below, nor sky above, The rustling branches, leaves are saying that only you are here, Only me, my breath and my heartbeat,  Such deepness, such loneliness and me...only me, It all makes me believe in my existence.

There was a girl drowning, but she had a smile on her face, the illustration did match my writing. neighther there is earth below, nor the sky above. smart move Mr Park. My poem got selected for the top ten poems of the year. There were incoming calls of congratutions but I was waiting for a certain person. Without wasting another second i called him "Hello?" i sucked in a long breath "you can paint me" 

Fuck....fuck...FUCKKKKK, I am crazy very very very crazy WHO SAYS THAT, YOU CAN PAINT ME WTFFFFFFF. Standing infront of his building i was rethinking my decision, but it was too late UGHHHHHH i rang the door bell. 

His stares, i remember them, so intense I wonder why, is it because of his profession? his eye shape? or is it just him? "I like you" shit...he stands up which makes me stand up  he takestwo quick steps toward me until his hands are in my hair andhis mouth is on mine. He backs me against the wall and his hands and chest andlips are pressed hungrily against mine. He's gripping my facelike he's afraid to let go and I'm fighting for breath becauseit's been so long since I've kissed anyone, I think I may haveforgotten how to do it right. As soon as a whimper  leaves my mouth, he's pressing meharder against the wall. His left hand is caressing my cheekand his right hand is gripping me by the waist, pulling meagainst him.

I feel Jimin's arms wrap around me . He rests hischin on my shoulder. "You having second thoughts?"I shake my head. I'm nervous, but I'm definitely not havingsecond thoughts. Yet."Good " 

"Im leaving for the airport in two hours, i agreed for the fan meet" i pause to look at him, he is smiling, im happy that he is smiling, " do you want me to drive u?" oh no...my dad he is driving me ." Uhh my dad...he-''. Dissapointment runs across is face, and i needed to leave now, I DONT WANNA GOOOO. He looked so precious looking like a sad puppy, did i ever mention anything about his chubby cheeks THEY LOOK SO FLUFFY NOW THAT MAKE ME WANT TO BITE INTO IT. control..y/n...control.

 He stepsback, releasing me. "I should have taken you to the airport andthen as soon as you got to security, I could have dramaticallycalled out your name and run toward you in slow motion." Hemimics the scene in slow motion, moving in place as hereaches an arm out toward me. "Y/NNNNNNNNNNNN," he says in along, drawn-out voice. "Dooon't Leeeave Meeeee!"I'mlaughing hard when he stops acting out the scene and wrapshis arms around my waist again. "I need to go now"

My father grabs our  suitcases and head inside withnot much time to spare before our flight. The airport is stillbuzzing despite it being so late at night. we print my boarding pass,check our luggage, and make our way to security.I try not to think about what I'm doing. How am I going to talk to people I dont know with my amazing social skills. The thought of it makes me want tocall a cab and go straight back to my apartment, but I can't.I have to do this.

"Y/NNNNNNNNNN"

 My eyes flick open.I turn around and Jimin is standing at the revolving door. Hebegins running toward me.In slow motion.I cover my mouth with my hand and try not to laugh as heslowly stretches out an arm like he's reaching out for me. He'syelling, "Doooon't goooo yeeeet!" as he moves slowlythrough the crowd of people.People from all directions stop to see what the commotion isall about. I want to dig myself a hole and hide but I'mlaughing too hard to care about how embarrassing this is.What in the world is he doing?When he finally reaches me after what seems like forever, ahuge grin spreads across his face soon he presses his lips with mine. 

I looked at my father, he's too surprised to even react. The room feels like it's spinning, so I suck in a huge rush ofair and try not to sway. "I forgot to say I like u too" with that he begins to walk backward and I'm aware of everyone in ourvicinity staring at us, but I can't help but not give a shit. Rightbefore he reaches the revolving door, he cups his hands aroundhis mouth and yells "YOU BETTER NOT GHOST ME AFTER U COME BACK" 

I don't think I've ever smiled so big. I lift a hand and wavegoodbye as he disappears. "I like him" I look towards my father. "So do I". Going back to the question that i asked myself Would my present be different if i lisened to my mother? Do i want things to be different? I think i like it this way, Everything happens for a reason, you just need to give it a little time for it to fall on the right track anyways I am loving it for now and im living it aswell...

If you have eagerness in your heart, it means you are alive, If your eyes are filled with dreams, it means you are alive Learn to be free like the wind,  Learn to flow freely like the river, Embrace every moment with open arms, See a new horizon every time with your eyes, If you carry surprise in your eyes, it means you are alive, If you have eagerness in your heart, it means you are alive.

And the story continies....

Heyyy I hope you liked the story, feel free to give your opinion on it, this story was inspired by a novel I read on my early teen days, kinda didnt like the way it ended so I made up my own version of it,

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My high-school worst enemy | Park Jimin ff part 6

Summary: Park Jimin was a jerk and you hated him your entire time in high school but what happens when he isn't the asshole he appears to be?

genre: angst and fluff.

warnings: swearing, a bit of bullying and violence.

author's note: this chapter is a bit long so please bear that in mind.

Stepping into the shit hole sham of a school, you go to your locker after biding Taehyun goodbye. He dropped you off today because Jungkook had to meet Lisa very early in the morning for a breakfast date. Wondering why he isn't in school? He has a basketball game at 9:30 am. He decided to use this opportunity to spend time with his girlfriend. Jungkook is probably groping her ass in the toilet while you're here stuck in an eight hour prison.

As you walked through the hallway you could hear whispers as girls shot you nasty looks. Isn't it too early to be bitches? Why can't people just mind their business instead of caring about others' lives? You hated gossip, this is the reason why you had very few female friends. Your phone started ringing, you checked the caller's ID and saw it was Jennie. You picked the call and smiled brightly saying hello.''Hey sis!'' She squealed excitedly over the phone. "I'm going for a sleep over after school at Karina's place. Mom is dropping me there and oppa is going to Yuna unnie's place so you will be home alone with dad." The twelve year old rambled cutely.

Karina was her best friend. They acted like sisters. Your mom and Karina's mom would take them shopping and buy matching clothes for them. Karina slept over frequently and vise versa. They looked so cute together and they reminded you of you and Jungkook when you were younger. "Okay Jen, thanks for informing me, love you and enjoy your sleep over, mwah!" You said grinning. "Love ya! bye!'' She shreiked.

After ending the call you went to your Calc class. You hated where you sat. At the front. How depressing. You couldn't fall asleep without the teacher finding out. It was annoying as hell. You sat down and decided to listen for your grades' sake. Two girls entered the class taking a seat behind you. You heard one of them gasp and whisper. Well just so you know, she is terrible at it. ''Is she Taehyun's sister? I should have known, they look alike.'' "Shh, do you want her to hear you?'' The other girl scolded. Too bad you already heard. They didn't know because they never asked. How the hell did they even find out?

Gosh, people did put glass cups against the wall just to listen to gossip. Great, now you were gonna walk around school for two weeks with people looking at you and asking for your brother's number.

This was how you looked if you're wondering. Credit to owner of picture.

It was your lunch break and you weren't hungry so you decided to go to the rooftop. You sat on the floor with your knees to your chest. You put on your headphones and played some calm songs from your playlist. "Coo ooh ooh ooh ool with you." You sang along feeling sad for no reason. You chose to read a book to burn time. Your alarm rang indicating that your lunch time was over. It was time for Science. Oh no. It's just one lesson right? You can do this. You said to yourself missing Jungkook's presence badly.

You made your way towards the classroom, greeting Mr Cha when you got in before taking your seat at the back. You loved Science because it was interesting to you and also because of where you sat. Shortly after Jimin came in as well. Did he really hit his head on something? He really is attending all his classes early. How strange. Seeing him also caused you to wonder why he liked your post on Instagram. Didn't he hate you? Maybe you were just the one who disliked him. Halfway through the lesson, you saw a small note land on your table. 'Meet me after school.' Why would he want to meet you to meet him after school? This was definitely a prank.

Mr. Cha reminds of your project and you groan internally. Is that why Jimin sent that note? Hell nah, he doesn't give a shit about school work does he? while packing up, you turn to Jimin and say "Don't worry about the project, I'll do it alone." "It's a lot of work, are you sure about that?" He asked in amusement. You fought the urge to groan out loud because you knew he was right. You tried convincing Mr Cha to change your partner but he wasn't having it. "You need to learn to socialize." He had said completely oblivious to the fact that he had paired you with your enemy. You stepped out of the class leaving Jimin's question unanswered.

The school bell rang telling everyone school was officially over. Students rushed out of their classes determined to leave school. Finally, you were escaping boredom. You were walking home today. Jungkook needed to rest after his packed schedule so he was taking the bus home since his car was broken. You chose to walk as a form of exercise since you've been sitting with a cramped butt and an aching back for the past hour. While walking a car stopped next you. You turned to your side and the driver winded his window down. It was Jimin, was he really serious? The note wasn't a prank? Damn it.

"What do you want?" You asked not in the mood to bicker. He arched a brow ''We have a project to complete, don't we?" He asked as if stating the obvious. Shit. You forgot. "Hop on, I'll drive you to a place we can start it." He said slightly tilting his head to the passenger's seat. Oh. You were taken aback by this.

Was he really offering you a ride? Wasn't he an arrogant jerk? You were gonna be bored at home anyway and the sooner it was started the quicker it would be completed. You walked over to the other side and opened the car door. You got into the car and looked at the scenery through the window as he was driving. The roads were pretty. It had lilies, roses and sunflowers. The silence was oddly comfortable. Weird. The car came to a stop, you were at the so called 'place.' You stepped out of the car and looked up. Oh. My. Gosh. It was massive. The house was HUGE!! "You live here?" You asked asked with wide eyes. You weren't born into a rich family but your family owed no debt and was stable finanncialy.

"Of course I do! Where else did you expect me to take you to?" He snorted. "What a show off." You scoffed. " Maybe a coffee shop or something. Not sure but definitely not your house." You answered rolling your eyes. ''Will you let me show you the way in or do you want to keep rolling your eyes till they get stuck behind your head?" He asked, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Fine." You muttered under your breath. When you got in your mouth and eyes widened in shock. You gaped at the sight of the living room. Damn, you felt broke. It was large and some walls were stripped vertically in black and white while some walls were plain black and white. Gold was everywhere, on the dinning table and chairs, The center table, it was everywhere. The photo frames on the sixty inches TV stand showcased the pictures of his family but one caught your attention. It was a photo of Jimin in a playground, he looked around the age of seven. He was grinning so wide his eyes were barely visible.

He looked happy, you've never seen him smile or grin like that before. There weren't many picture but you saw Rosè in two. How the hell did he know her? You bear that in mind for later. You came here to complete a science project. Focus. An elderly woman approached you both, she had a warm smile on her face. You assumed she was the senior cook. "Good afternoon Ahjumma, this is Y/N, my science project partner, you and all the maids can retire from the kitchen today." Your eyes popped out like sockets. The fuck. He really said Ahjumma. You had expected him to call her by her name. He even smiled warmly. Is this Park Jimin? The lady looked and you and her smile widened. "You are very pretty." you flushed from the compliment. She turned to Jimin and said " I will inform the maids." She bowed before leaving.

Jimin had shown you the way to his room. When you were in his room he asked. " What would you like to eat?'' What? Were your ears working? What the fuck is going on with him today?! "Stop looking at me like I said Beauty and the Beast is real, you are my guest and it's rude for me to not offer you anything." "You cook?" You asked genuinely surprised. "So you mean after all I have said you only figured I cooked? I'm an asshole but I was taught manners, so answer my question seriously this time. What would you like to eat?" He asked again.

"Umm, jjajangmyeon is okay." You said pretending to think. "Really. Just jjajangmyeon, you don't need anything else?" He asked slowly just to make sure. "Yes, just jjajangmyeon." When he left you used the opportunity to explore his room. It was huge but surprisingly vague. It wasn't full of flashy colors just grey, black and white. It had a few posters of famous basketball players and a shirt signed by one, you couldn't identify who, you weren't really into basketball. There was a walk in closet and a basketball hoop attached to the wall. His king sized bed was laid neatly and his PC and game controller rested on his desk.

He really was the opposite of what you had expected. No shit but he had the worst first impression. When he came back with the jjajangmyeon you had to stop yourself from drooling. The aroma hit your nose making you hungrier than you already were. You sat at his desk at the corner of his room. He took a seat beside you, handing the plate of food over to you. You take a bite and moan at the taste. It. Was. Delicious.

"So how is it?" Jimin asked curious. Was he kidding right now? It tasted amazing. "It's so good!" You say eating more. "Who would have known you were such a good cook?" You continued. "Oh baby, there are a lot of things you don't know about me."He said with his famous smirk. You cringed. "Don't call me that." You whined causing him to chuckle "And who knew you were so easy to tease?" He retorted playfully. "I still hate you!" You said half joking. "I know, look, it was fucked up, I was- I still am fucked up." He sighs. "It was a dick move and I'm sorry."

You. Were. SHOCKED. He apologized? All the times he'd poke and annoy you during lessons just because he sat behind you were all forgotten and all the hate you had for him had vanished. It felt like you already forgave him and you just couldn't forget it. "Wow, the great 'Park Jimin' invited me over, makes me jjajangmyeon and is apologizing for something he did two years ago! I really am lucky" You said teasingly.

His sigh deepens. ''I know it's late but-" You cut him off "I forgive you." "Really?" He asked shocked, probably at the fact that it was that easy. ''Look I was a bitch for hating you so long for something like that and you were a dick for what you did, I apologize, you better accept it." He laughs and throws his back at what you said but turns serious again. "You did nothing wrong, you had every right to hate me and yeah I forgive you, even though you did nothing." He said causing you to crack a smile he also mirrors.

"So umm friends?" He asked a bit sheepish. Your eyes were deceiving you right? "Friends." "Hey give me a hand shake!" Jimin said acting offended. "Oh you wish!" You snorted even though you were already shaking his soft hands. "So, do we start the science project now?" He asked. "Wait! After i finish this jjajangmyeon!" You said devouring the food again. "Sure." This was how your worst enemy became your friend. The real life example of the quote "Do not judge a book by it's cover." It just made sense to you now. You spent your time doing the project while teasing, laughing and joking around like crazy. Jimin was actually extremely smart. He just needed a little push.

You were halfway done and hella tired when Jimin asked an unexpected question. "Umm, I don't mean to invade your personal life but I can't help but ask. Was the guy you hugged at the event your boyfriend?" You blinked twice utterly confused before laughing. ''Boyfriend? no way, I've been practically single my whole life. That was my brother Taehyun." "Oh, I was just asking 'cause people said so- not like I care, right?" He rambled and you found it cute. Was that why he seemed angry that day? He said he didn't care so you payed no mind to it.

You decided to tease him a little. "Jealous?" You asked arching a brow. He turned a bit pink. Jesus fucking Christ. The bad boy Jimin, the basketball icon of the school actually blushed. He really was full of surprises. "No! Of course not!" He panicked yet his pink face said otherwise. "Besides, he has a girlfriend, her name's Yuna." "Oh." He replied still not fully convinced. His eyebrows were still scrunched in confusion and he had a broody expression on his face, almost as if he still wanted to ask you a question. You decided to make his life easier. ''Go on, tell me what you're thinking about." You said casually and his eyes were as wide as saucers. How the hell did you know? Was he being so obvious or was he just too easy to read?

"What about Jungkook? I mean you both seem close, like the kind of close that people wonder if you both ever dated." He says flushing in embarrassment. Gosh, he sounded so stupid. "Nah. His girlfriend is Lisa, we're that close 'cause we were friends since we were in diapers.'' You answer nonchalantly completely oblivious about his situation. "Really? Which Lisa?" "Lisa Manoban of course, which other Lisa do we know?" He was shocked, his eyes were definitely gonna pop out if he kept gaping. "You mean Lisa Manoban, the volleyball player?" "Which other volleyball player do we know that's named Lisa?" You asked genuinely confused at his confusion and surprise.

"She's my sister's bestfriend and she doesn't know. Oh hell no! This shit is messed up. Even the guys don't know. Crazy.'' He exclaimed. Wait. He has a sister? This time it was you gaping."You have a sister?" He smiled softly as if remembering something special. You found his reaction lovely. Their bond was definitely strong. "Yeah, Rosè, she's Lisa's bestie and they go to the same school." ''No wonder.'' You said voicing your thoughts aloud. ''Well the pictures downstairs were proof of that." Jimin said stating a fact. You were so stupid. You connected the dots and it all made sense.

''She's my friend as well, I'm the only one who knows about Jungkook and Lisa so you better keep this between us, okay?" "Sure." He said pretending to seal his mouth by smacking his thumb and index finger before swiping it across his lips. "Wow! Loads of secrets uncovered in one night,oh shoot! Time's gone. I think you should get going, we can complete this tomorrow or the day after." Jimin said. "If you say so." You mumbled, packing your things in your bag before biding him goodbye. You went home and had luckily sent a text to your dad saying you will be late. Maybe. Just maybe Park Jimin wasn't as bad as you thought he was.

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A very short story

Jimin:Y/N..

Y/N:yes,jimin🤨

Jimin:I have feelings for you.🤭🙂(shy)

Y/N:oh! I have feelings for you too.

Jimin:So,what are we?

Y/N:Feelers😏

Jimin:(shocked)😐