BTS Oneshots - Taking Requests

Tease- Jimin x Reader (S p i c y)

Rating: M (spicy Jimin, l a n g u a g e, very intense making out and adult themes)

Jimin's left eye twitches as he watches you from across the room. You really like to tease him, and you know exactly how to do so. He loves watching your body move, the club's lights illuminating all your curves. He's sitting at the bar, not paying attention to his drink and instead keeping his eyes on you. You're not complaining, you like having his attention... the only problem is, you want more of it. You want all of it.

You rock your hips back and forth, moving to the music and dancing with a group of strangers. You don't even know their names, but you don't care. They don't care either. Just one fun night of drinking and dancing while Jimin watches. You've known him for years, and something you've always known: he has a thing for you. You have a thing for him too, you've used your body to tease him, to get him to act on it. Nothing ever works. That's why you're here, in the club.

You want him to want you so badly he can't control himself. You want him to come up and start making out with you, not giving a damn about the other people around you. All you want is him, and you're planning on getting that tonight. You don't care how long it takes, you're going to win him over. You just have to rock your hips a certain way, wink at him just enough, bite your lower lip and undress him with your eyes.

His eyes haven't left yours the entire two hours you've been here. Funnily enough, you've exchanged a total of like ten words with each other. Just basic greetings before hanging out with different people. You look at him, watching as he digs his fingernails into his palm. Yeah, he clearly wants you. But not enough, not yet. Just a little bit more. You know exactly how to get what you want.

You grab the hand of the stranger dancing next to you, bringing him up against you. You don't want to be 'just friends' with Jimin anymore. You've had enough, maybe this will teach him. You could be a normal person and confess your feelings, but where's the fun in that? Especially when Park Jimin is the horniest bastard you know.

You don't even pay attention to the man's face as you dance with him, your hips moving against his as your hands trail up and down his arms. Your eyes are on Jimin's the entire time. It feels like the crowd is parted perfectly, just enough so your eyes can stay on his. He has anger flaring up in his expression, which makes you smirk. Good. Come here...

You mentally beg for him to stand, but he still doesn't. Time to take it up a notch. You get closer to the man, grabbing his tie with your hand and bringing his face close to yours. For the first time you look to see the man in front of you. You don't recognize him, but he is attractive. Dark, smooth skin, perfectly cut hair, big lips and beautiful, charming eyes. He may look like a king, but he's not your king. You feel partly bad for using him, but at the same time you can smell the alcohol in his breath. He won't even remember your face this time tomorrow.

You keep him close, staring right into his eyes as the music gets louder. The lights keep changing, the dance floor crowded. All that matters is this moment. What will Jimin do? Will he finally man up and take you away? Will he act on his jealousy and yell at the man? You hope he doesn't do that, the man is innocent (and drunk), but you'd rather him do something rather than nothing.

You're tired of pretending. You're tired of inviting him over for movie nights only to cuddle and not have him kiss you. You're tired of flirting and having him flirt back only to not ask you out. You're tired of going to his house at two in the morning just because you had a nightmare. Each time he would let you in, cuddling with you and singing you a soft tune until you fell asleep. He definitely likes you, so why the hell can't he act on it?

You feel your lips brush past the man's, and it's that action that changes everything. After only a few seconds you feel your wrist being grabbed. You're dragged away from the man, and not only that, you're dragged away from the dance floor. You whine, trying to break free, but you can't. You look up and see Jimin there, keeping his eyes straight ahead. You smirk but also feel guilty. Is he... mad at you? You were just living your life. If he's mad at you you're definitely going to slap him.