The week was crazy, with many drunken nights—your sisters and you had. Luckily, nobody accidentally blurted out the surprise proposal that would take place between Yoongi and Layla today.
Lia took a boatload of naughty pictures of you for Jimin. You picked a few out of those nudes to text him—this evening at the event. You were nervous but took the dare in stride since it took you five years to complete this dare that your girls never forgot.
The event went off without a hitch. Everything went according to plan. You, Lia, and Lacy gave Layla some moral support backstage. She was nervous for the simple fact. She had never graced the runway in her life.
Your phone rang. You checked to see who it was. It was Jimin, so you answered it. “Hey, baby, how is Layla doing?” He asked. “Nervous, nervous as hell. We are trying to calm her nerves. Me, Lia, and Lacy will be making our way out shortly.” You replied. “Ok, I'll see you in a bit. Your brother is about ready to put on his tuxedo for the event.” He answered.” You smile, “That's great. Let's get this show on the road.” Jimin retorted. “Yes, we shall... They need to get married off. See you later, baby. I love you.” He cut the call.
Your eyes got watery, hearing those words. You were more than happy for Layla and Yoongi to get engaged. But a part of you felt hurt that Jimin wasn't ready to marry you yet. A little piece of you questioned, does he love me the way he says he does? Am I just a game to him? You got let down once before, and you were feeling lost at the moment.
While Lacy was with Layla, Lia made her way to you. She noticed you were feeling down after the call. She hugged you. “What's the matter, sis? Is everything ok?” You replied in a sad tone. “A little, I guess.” She knew what was bothering you since both of you talked about the situation earlier in the day. “Sis, Jimin loves you. Don't doubt his love because of how Seokjin treated you.” She hugged you tight and patted your back. “Send Jimin the first pic now. He hasn't seen you in a week. It's time to get the juices flowing.” She winked at you.
You sent Jimin the first text with you in a— black lingerie. With a brief message. “I love you so much, baby.” Jimin and Yoongi were getting seated next to your eomma and Jimin's parents. His phone vibrated in his pants. He took his phone out of his pocket. The text was from you. He opened it before he sat down next to his mom. He gasped as he saw you in the picture with just lingerie on. Yoongi asked who it was. He said it was his old friend from college. He lost his cool and didn't know how to sit correctly. Yoongi stared at Jimin with a puzzled look on his face.
You, Lia, and Lacy went to find your seats in the VIP section next to Yoongi and Jimin. You could see him from the isle when you sent the last text. You were wearing nothing but your birthday suit, with your legs spread wide as you bit your bottom edge, your neck extended up as you placed one hand on your throat. The caption read. “I need you badly, and miss you, daddy.” You saw Jimin's focus shift from the stage to his phone.
Jimin was busy concentrating on the models on the runway. His phone vibrates, breaking his concentration. He unlocked his phone as he read the message from you. He was floored and malfunctioned. He hasn't seen or touched you for a week. He pulled on the knot of his tie to loosen it. He started to sweat, he fanned himself to cool down, but he miserably failed. You, Lia, and Lacy softly giggle to yourselves as you all watch Jimin go haywire.
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