✦𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐑✦ KIM JENNIE × PARK JIMIN × Y/N

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STORY MADE BY: @parkjimini (tumblr)

PAIRING: Jennie x Jimin x Y/n

WORD COUNT: 4.2k

GENRE: angst/fluff/smut

WARNINGS/KINKS: explicit language, girl on girl, mentions of nudity

The more you continued with chemotherapy, the more you felt pain. The past nights you've been crying in your sheets. The thought of death filled your heavy mind every day and it was getting harder to live. You've been getting lightheaded and close to fainting numerous times throughout the day. Your arm was sore from the needle injections and your lower spine throbbed.

As you blinked mindlessly at your ceiling in the dark, empty room, Jennie opened your door. You quickly wiped your tears and sat up in your bed, confused and surprised at her entering your room. "Jennie?" You called to her, but she didn't respond.

Her dark figure walked to your bed and she gently pushed you onto mattress and your back hit the soft bouncy bed. She joined you underneath your sheets and she drew you close to her. As she pulled you in, you realized she was naked. Her skin rubbing softly against your hands and she was incredibly hot, her skin sizzling.

Her expression was blank, but her eyes scanned your wet face. Her fingers wrapped around the few strands of your hair that framed your face and her hand cupped the opposite cheek. You two laid on the pillow facing each other for a long time before she whispered, "I don't need to know why. You don't have to tell me. But I want you to know that I am here for you, always. No more crying alone."

A burning feeling filled your chest. The feeling of love and intimacy. Her delicate voice soothed your aching heart. You closed your eyes and sobbed even harder. You felt so sorry for yelling at her. for hurting the one who cared so much about you. No one in the whole universe cared about you the same way Jennie did.

"I'm sorry if you're crying about me and Jimin. (Y/N), I don't know what the fuck I am doing. I fuck up and I am fragile, even if I pretend that I am not. You'd know that the best. You could see through every tough wall I put up. You figured out every fake facade I try to hide behind. And you still love me. But I let you down, baby. I don't treat you like how I love you." Jennie rambled, her eyes draining tears onto the pillow.

Opening your eyes, you shook your head. Your thumb wiped the falling tears. "I just wanted to belong."

"And you do. But I've never done this before, I'm so selfish that I need the both of you and I can't let you go. I'm trying, (Y/N). I am trying so hard that all I could think about these past couple of weeks is every way that I went wrong. Jimin and I were together first, but it doesn't mean that we love each other more than you." You leaned in and kissed her. Your mouth had been dry from the crying, but her baby soft lips didn't fail to glide beautifully against your's.

She held you by your face, hearing her inhale deeply to take you all in. Her kisses were quick and messy. Her hair tangling between your fingers. The more your nose pressed against her, the more you could smell the crisp aroma of cucumber mint.

Her wandering hands traveled around your body, sneakily giving your butt a light squeeze. You moaned into the kiss and your hands roamed around to cup her exposed breasts.

Jennie kissed like water. She was a quick stream, wet, but controlled. Her lips slid effortlessly, mindlessly. Her movements were fluid. But she was transparent, not letting you feel how passionate she wanted to be. And you soaked her all in until you dripped with every ounce of love she poured.

Her thigh shoved itself between your legs, moving it across your warm crotch. You were slick with lubrication from her small touches. She pulled away to see your face contour as you rode her thigh.