Enemies With Benefits✔️

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He gazed into your eyes, a smile gracing his lips as he nodded, gently taking your hand into his. Your touch against his cheek felt like a tender caress, and he leaned in to press a kiss against your palm. “If only I could discern the source of this inner turmoil, Y/N.” He murmured softly, his voice tinged with longing and frustration.

“I would swiftly liberate myself from this suffocating anguish, willingly shattering every vein and blood vessel, just to silence the relentless ache within. It's a paradox, feeling both alive and yet so devoid of life in your presence.”

Jimin's eyes remained locked with yours, searching for solace amidst the chaos of emotions swirling within him. Your gentle smile served as a poignant reminder that amidst the hostility and hostility of the world, his existence held meaning and purpose.

-A MONTH LATER-

Jimin began to observe a shift in your behavior, noticing that you became less verbally engaged with him and often found yourself by Yoongi's side. The two of you seemed inseparable, despite maintaining a benefits relationship. However, Jimin couldn't shake the burning desire in his heart to be in Yoongi's place with you.

Every day seemed to follow the same pattern. Today was no different as you and Yoongi stood together beside your lockers, sharing jokes that elicited laughter from Yoongi. The entire university seemed aware of your close bond, with some even speculating that you and Yoongi were secret lovers, meeting behind everyone's backs. Jimin's disdain grew as he walked through the hallways, scoffing at the sight of you smiling with another guy.

“Y/N, I need to talk to you.” Jimin demanded, his tone firm yet composed. You glanced at Yoongi, offering him a reassuring smile. “I'll be back in a few minutes, Yoongs,” you said. Yoongi nodded in acknowledgment. Jimin rolled his eyes, glaring at Yoongi. “It might take longer, though. I suggest you go alone.”

Yoongi sensed the tension in the air and quietly walked away. “What is it now, Jimin?” You asked him, your tone tinged with annoyance. He didn't respond, leading you inside an empty classroom and locking the door behind him.

“Why are you always with him? I don't approve of your relationship with him, even if it's just friendship.” You stood silent, absorbing his words before finally speaking. “Let's end this benefits relationship. I love Yoongi, and I intend to confess my feelings to him soon.”

His mouth hung open, tears brimming in his eyes but held back. With frustration and pain, he uttered the words he knew he would later regret. “I'll expose our benefits relationship to him, Y/N. He won't accept your proposal after that.”

You scoffed at his response, walking towards the door and pausing just before opening it. “Go ahead, I have nothing to lose anyway.” The sound of the door shutting resonated in the room. Jimin fell to his knees, crying intensely, letting his tears finally flow, expressing his anguish through loud sobs.

“Now I understand what this longing was whenever you're around me, Y/N. It's love. But it's too late now; your heart skips several beats for him. While mine took too long to comprehend, I love you!” He banged his fists on the concrete floor, his knuckles slightly bleeding from the force of the impact.

-TWO DAYS LATER-

Jimin stood at your door, on the verge of knocking, but was met with the sound of laughter and hushed giggles from within. His jaw clenched as he harshly banged on the door, which soon swung open, revealing you with a questioning look. Without a word, he entered your house, his gaze landing on Yoongi seated on the couch with snacks laid out on the table.

“You!!” Jimin pointed his finger accusatorily at Yoongi, glaring at him. “I demand a fair competition with you. I won't allow you to steal Y/N away from me, especially when I harbor such intense feelings for her. To hear her confess her love for you.” His voice trailed off, leaving you stunned in place.

“Jimin—”

“No, Y/N, I can't endure this any longer,” Jimin interjected firmly.

“I've always desired to be there for you during your hardships, to offer you a shoulder to lean on and release your pain. No matter the obstacles, I refuse to retreat. I yearn to be the cause of your happiness, unable to bear witnessing him bring a smile to your face. So, Mr. Min Yoongi, I demand a fair competition between us.”

Yoongi stood up, extending his hand. “I agree.” Jimin shook his hand, Yoongi sporting a crooked smirk. “I'll take my leave now, Y/N.” Yoongi smiled at you as he exited your house, closing the door behind him.

You glanced at Jimin, who was now seated comfortably on the couch, his legs spread wide, as if claiming your house as his territory. “Come here,” he beckoned.

Jimin gestured for you to join him, sitting with his legs crossed over each other. You hesitated for a moment, then shook your head firmly, replying, “No!!”

Undeterred, Jimin calmly responded, “Very well, if that's your decision.” With practiced ease, he removed his shirt and reclined on the couch, a thin sheen of water glistening on his defined abs. You couldn't help but gulp, feeling a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.

As you stood there, Jimin observed your reluctance with a silent amusement twinkling in his eyes. “Are you certain you don't wish to join, Y/N?” He teased lightly, his tone betraying a hint of mischief. Again, you shook your head decisively, your resolve firm.

“Enough of this! I can no longer suppress my feelings. It's your doing, Park, inciting such intense reactions in me.” You declared, your voice filled with a mixture of frustration and longing.

With determination, you approached him where he lay, the tension in the room palpable. In one smooth motion, Jimin pulled you onto his lap, your head coming to rest against his chest. The rhythmic beat of his heart seemed to echo in your ears, a reminder of the complex emotions swirling between you.

“Do you hear it? My heart beats irregularly for you, Y/N.” Jimin murmured softly, shifting his position to hover above you. His words hung in the air, charged with an undeniable intensity that sent shivers down your spine.

His hands began to explore your body, tracing delicate patterns along your skin. Despite your initial reservations, you found yourself succumbing to the sensation, each touch igniting a fiery passion within you. With a knowing smirk, Jimin removed your pants and panties, exposing you completely to his gaze.

“I've barely touched you, and you're already aroused. Yet, you claim you wish to end our arrangement?” Jimin remarked, his voice tinged with amusement and desire. His words struck a chord within you, stirring up a tumultuous mixture of emotions that threatened to overwhelm your senses.

“No matter. Today, I shall not satisfy you as a mere acquaintance but as a man deeply in love with you.” Jimin declared, his voice filled with conviction. The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, a testament to the depth of his feelings for you.

With a newfound sense of purpose, Jimin's lips began to trail kisses along your inner thighs, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. His touch was electrifying, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through your veins.

“Enough teasing, Park!” You groaned, unable to contain the mounting tension any longer. But Jimin merely chuckled in response, his movements deliberate and calculated.

Before you could protest further, his fingers delved into you, his tongue lavishing attention on your most sensitive spot. Pleasure washed over you in waves, threatening to consume you completely.

As you felt yourself nearing climax, Jimin abruptly withdrew, leaving you panting and frustrated. But there was a mischievous glint in his eyes, a promise of more to come.

“Did you truly provoke such a response? And made me squirt?” You asked, your voice barely above a whisper. But Jimin merely smiled, his expression enigmatic as he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, leaving you longing for more.