Boys With Fun | bangtan

beg for it: Jimin🖤

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Bad boy Jimin, nerd y/n, dom! Y/n, sub Jimin...degrading, praising, hand job, fingering, public...chile idk lol. Just read.

Short chapter.
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Park Jimin wasn't bad at anything. Sports? Had that on lock. Good with the ladies? Absolutely no problem. Charm? Had that. Money? Of course, not a big deal. However, the one thing he seemed lack sense in would have to be math.

Taking calculus Jimin started to realize that school was just a big fat scam. The way the numbers just swirled on the piece of paper he had handed to him. He didn't want to label himself as dyslexic or a person with adhd but damn, calc did it to him.

Luckily though, he sat next to the smartest girl in the entire school. She was quiet but her work spoke for her. He didn't understand why people treated her so poorly. Then again he couldn't say too much because he was one of those same people.

"Okay class, this is the final day I will allow you to study during class time. Our test is tomorrow so use this to the best of your advantages."

"Shit." Jimin thought. He couldn't study because he forgot his notes. They got a sneak peek at the test and it was just a big clump of nonsense in his mind.

"Hey." He whispered to the girl sitting next to him - Ms.Y/n herself. The girl who knew everything.

She looked up at him. She had pretty curly hair that covered her dark brown eyes. She had gorgeous brown skin that was almost always covered due to her oversized clothing. She wasn't ugly in the slightest. But she was lame meaning that Jimin thought her as inferior.

"Y-yes?" She stuttered. Her voice was so soft so her words were almost completely inaudible.

"I need your help. I don't have my notes to study. Can you lend me a hand?" Jimin asked, licking over his lips before pushing his brown hair back on his head. Hopefully that was enough to woo her.

The girl briefly looks him up and down before going back to her studies, completely ignoring him.

Jimin frowns.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." He said, snapping in her face. She rolled her eyes.

"And I'm ignoring you." She responds.

Jimin was taken aback. Never had he ever had a girl speak to him in that way. Usually they were dropping at his feet.

"I need those answers, y/n. I'm not kidding right now." He gritted, growing angry.

Y/n clicks her tongue before turning to him. Her eyes flickered to his lips. The atmosphere switches.

"You want those answers?" She asked him. Jimin nodded. He wanted them so fucking bad. But why was she suddenly acting like this? He thought.

"Then beg for it." She says lowly, seductively. Jimin gulps.

He wasn't used to getting turned on by a girl telling him what to do. Yet here he was.

"H-Huh?" He asked.

Y/n smirks. "You heard me. Beg me for those answers and then I might consider giving them to you." She says.