BTS Oneshots - Taking Requests

Princess-Jimin (Smut)

Rating: M (smut warning, language)

"Are you even listening to me?!"

You snap out of your thoughts, your eyes meeting Jimin's angry ones. "W-What?" you question, completely dazed. 

He sighs, "forget it. I'm done." You watch as he gets up and walks towards the front door. 

"Min where are you going?" 

He turns back and rolls his eyes, "out with the boys." Jimin opens the door but your heart can't help but call to him. "Will you be back later?" 

His left eye twitches, "maybe."

Without another word he leaves, causing you to just sit there in shock. Okay so... maybe you got a little distracted. He was ranting about his day and how exhausting it was but you couldn't help but keep looking at his face and zoning out. You know what? It's his fault for being so damn breathtaking! Kidding, it's not his fault. But God damn he doesn't make it any easier. He's always so irresistible. His lips... man you miss them. You want them so badly.

Okay, you fucked up. Big time. He deserves someone who will listen to him instead of just zoning out in the middle of his cute little rants. You snicker despite how bad you feel. He's so cute. Of course you feel awful for being an ass, but his rants always make your day. You frown. You kind of fucked up there, now you can't hear the rest of it. With a sigh you grab your phone from your back pocket. Wow his patience must have been low today if he left after you zoned out. Maybe you should have listened to that rant after all.

You bring the phone to your ear, letting it ring as you sink back into the couch cushions. Now any lightness you had is fading. It's all guilt. The heaviness of the feeling crushes your chest, making you lose nearly all your air for a few moments. After a couple more rings, you hear it pick up, but he doesn't talk at first. "Min?" you whisper, not hiding the guilt in your tone. He doesn't answer, making you close your eyes.

"Can you come back in please? Can we talk?" As soon as the words leave your mouth, the call ends. Great, now he's hanging up on you. With a groan you toss your phone onto the table and throw yourself back against the couch. Both your hands land on your face, covering your eyes as you mumble curses to yourself. Yeah, you done fucked up. You've already realized that but it doesn't hurt to give yourself a small reminder. Why are you being so stupid?

The door creaks, making you jump and turn towards the sound. Jimin walks back inside, anger in his eyes. "I know you had a rough day Min... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have zoned out on you like that." He closes the door behind him, approaching the couch. "I'm not using this as an excuse I swear I just... I really did get lost in your beauty." Jimin blinks, taken aback by your answer. "I know, cheesy. Your face was just-" 

"Shh..."

You shut your mouth as he sits down next to you, scanning your body up and down. Oh no, you don't like where this is heading. Is escape still an option? Probably not. He answers that question for you seeing as he grabs your hips and drags you onto his lap. A yelp passes by your lips, but he quickly shuts you up by connecting his mouth to yours. You let yourself go, moving over him in a slow, teasing pattern as you reposition yourself on his lap.

He accepts this, squeezing your hips and smirking into your deep kiss. His lips attack yours, relentlessly sucking on them and slowly making them more swollen. When he pulls back, his tongue shoots out and wipes his lower lip, his eyes boring into yours with lust glowing in his expression. "Come on princess... apologize to me properly..." Oh...

Oh

Oh shit you're perfectly fine with this. You and him have been dating for over a year now, you're more than used to his horny behavior by now. You kind of just stare for a moment, his words processing in your small brain as you think of what to do first. Oh yeah - maybe a blowjob would be nice. Yeah, that's a good start. 900 IQ play right there. Without any more hesitation, you slide off of his lap and lick your lower lip.