Life sucks, doesn't it.
Jimin runs a hand through his hair and looks at Namjoon and Jin through hooded eyes. "What is it you wanted to talk about? I was in the middle of something." After ushering Y/n off, Namjin insisted on walking around the courtyard with Jimin. So now here he is, strolling around the outskirts of it, some students going down the hallways inside the main campus, but they aren't paying attention to what's going on outside.
"So... the rumors are true," Jin mumbles, "we heard something about you making out with her in defense class."
"Well I was making out with her here too but nooo someone had to come along and-"
"Jimin."
"What is it Momjoon?"
Namjoon's left eye twitches, "Why you? Like literally why you? We were wondering why her neck was all fucked. Didn't think it'd be from you though."
"It makes sense. Jimin seems the possessive type," Jin says.
"Shut up," Jimin mutters. "Can someone tell me why I'm talking to you instead of making out with my girl?"
Jin peers at him, "So you guys are official? You're not fucking around, you're actually dating?" Jimin bites his lower lip. He desperately wants to say yes to that... but he can't. What does she want? The easy way to find out would be to like - ask her - but is he going to do that? No. He's supposed to be the dom one here. He told her that she's his. That means they're together, right? She doesn't sleep with other men... right?
He gulps down his nerves to instead look at Jin. "We're only fucking around. Is that a problem?"
"It's her life not mine, if that's what she wants then I can't control her. I'm not here to talk about that though. Namjoon has something to tell you."
"Then tell me so I can get back to her," Jimin says.
"You and her can't be together," Namjoon bluntly says.
"Did Jin not just say that you can't control her?"
"Listen, it may be her choice, but you need to break it off," Namjoon insists. Jimin stops his movements, the duo stopping with him to instead sigh and stare. "I know it's not what you want to hear but-"
"Bullshit. Tell me why I shouldn't be with her, then maybe I'll listen." Plot twist: he won't. He's only saying it so they can go away sooner and he can go back and fuck her brains out to prove that she's his forever.
"It's Jungkook," Namjoon says, "Jungkook hates you and thinks you and her are together. She won't tell him apparently, so he came and asked us. We said we didn't know because well, we didn't, but now we do. We can't lie to him."
For the second time tonight, Jimin runs a hand through his hair. "Am I supposed to be scared of Jungkook? I can handle myself."
"You should be to be honest, since Y/n will drop you once she hears that Jungkook disapproves. She values his opinion. If he tells her to get away from you, she probably will," Namjoon explains.
Jimin fights to hide his sadness. "No she won't," he confidently replies, "she'll want to stay. She's an adult. Jungkook and her may be close, but she's no idiot. She knows how to make her own choices."
"I know, but sometimes friendship means more than a fuck buddy." But... they're more than fuck buddies. Jimin can't hide the pout on his face. Just like that, they understand what's going on.
"Oh shit... you like her, don't you?" Jin asks, but it's more of a statement.
"I'm leaving. Please lie to Jungkook for me. Tell him that you don't know."
"On one condition," Namjoon says.
Jimin doesn't really want to listen to the condition, but he does anyway. "What is it?" he grumbles.
"Don't hide it. The longer you hold this inside, the more likely it hurts both of you."
"Whatever," Jimin says, not wanting to talk about it. He's not exactly a cuddly guy. Talking about feelings and how much he likes her isn't his style. He wouldn't say he's 'cold' necessarily - he loves giving and receiving affection - but he's really bad at speaking his mind. Wait is that what cold means? Jimin sighs and turns around, walking away. "Thanks for telling me," Jimin manages to say, shaking his head. This has gone on long enough. Y/n's an adult. Hopefully Jungkook will understand that.
He slips inside the building and peeks around. He needs to find her right now. Where the hell did she go? "Y/n?" he softly calls. He could have sworn she went this way.
"What did they have to say?" her voice replies. It's delicate and smooth, every syllable that hits his ears drawing him in more. She has such an alluring tone.
"Something about Jungkook not liking me. The usual." She shrugs and doesn't reply. How can she? She's sleeping with him and best friends with Jungkook - it's not like she'll want to take sides here. "Forget that though, I think we were in the middle of something," Jimin murmurs, sauntering towards her.
"Yeah, we were in the middle of me asking how you are."
"I'm okay, but I'll be a lot better when I'm inside you," he slowly replies, entering her personal space. Within a blink she's against the wall.
"Jimin," she sternly says.
"What? You don't want me to fuck you until you're screaming my name? You don't want me to fuck you until your body's shaking for me?"
"I want you to be okay."
"I'll be okay when I see you panting beneath me."
He can't give up on this. There's no way in hell he's talking about his past right now. All he wants to do is show his girl how good he can make her feel. Jimin wants her to get the physical attention she deserves. With a sigh, she seems to finally give in, relaxing and letting him come even closer. Jimin licks his lower lip, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Shall we take this back to my room?" he offers. She kisses him before they can move. His eyebrows raise at her desperation, but he quickly kisses back.
Jimin picks her up by the thighs and brings her to one of the big windows. Her ass gets placed on it, his lips pleasuring her. When they part he lets out a breath. "Is that a yes?" he asks.
She pecks his lips, gripping his shoulders. "Take me," she whispers.
"Don't mind if I do princess," he replies with a small chuckle. She returns it, softly smiling. Looking at that smile brings Jimin a joy he didn't know he could have. Dammit he's in love with her. Jimin gazes into her eyes and brings her closer. Tonight's going to be a fun night.
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