BTS Imagines 3

Jimin ♡ Drunken Kisses [request]

Requested by @yoongiversess

Word count: 1,518

Please do not read/interact if you're not 14+

"This was a great idea." You grinned, grabbing one of the wine coolers Jimin had purchased earlier along with a couple bottles of soju for variety.
"I agree." He grabbed one of his own, twisting the cap off.
Music played from Jimin's bluetooth speaker as the both of you sat around the fire pit on the top balcony of his apartment. It was one of those really cool balconies with artificial grass and some of the nicest patio furniture you'd seen, like something straight from a magazine.
Jimin took a few large drinks of his wine cooler, letting out an ahh in response.
"Slow down." You chuckled. "Don't you wanna enjoy it?"
"I am enjoying it." He held the bottle up with a grin before downing more of it.
You merely chuckled, shaking your head taking a few sips of your own beverage.
You wanted to tease Jimin for going in so hot and heavy right off the bat with the alcohol, but he was very good at drinking so you weren't too concerned.

Your eyes closed as you leaned your head back, resting it against the lawn chair cushion gazing up at the stars above.
"It's a clear night." You mentioned, looking at each twinkling light, wanting to memorize their positions in the night sky and commit every single one to memory.
"It is." Jimin agreed.
"I can see everything so clearly. Like there's the Little Dipper and..." You trailed off for a few moments searching the sky. "there's the Big Dipper."
"You see any other constellations, love?"
"No." You shook your head, huffing out a laugh. "The stars sure are pretty though."
Jimin gazed up at the vast space above, the twinkling lights reflecting off his irises making it look like he had sparkles in his eyes. His fingers unconsciously tapped the arm of the outdoor chair, the rings adorning his digits glimmering in the light coming from the fire pit.

Your foot mindlessly tapped against the grass, keeping tempo with whatever song was currently playing. You savored times like these where you and Jimin spent time together, both of you quietly enjoying each other's presence without having to say much at all. It was just you, Jimin, and the stars.
He began singing softly to the music, his silky voice accompanying the one playing through the speaker. It was a slow r&b song, something from Jimin's playlist.
"Your voice is so pretty." You complimented, resting your cheek in your palm as you admired his gentle vocals.
He let out a brief string of shy giggles, murmuring a quiet thank you before continuing, giving you your own private concert.
You finished off the remainder of your drink, going to grab another from the ice bucket on the table between you and Jimin.

You'd finished a couple wine coolers at that point and decided you wanted soju. Grabbing the neck of the bottle, you extracted it from the ice, presenting it to Jimin.
"Wanna crack it open?" You asked.
A big excited smile grew on his face as he took the bottle from you, twisting the lid off.
"Ah." He paused. "I forgot to bring up shot glasses."
"Can't we just drink straight from the bottle?"
Jimin's brows raised.
"We could, but this stuff sneaks up on you if you're not careful." He paused. "I'll go run inside and grab some glasses. I'll be right back."
You watched him jog over to the glass patio doors and step inside, keeping your eyes on him until he disappeared. Your gaze then moved to the crackling fire before you, watching the embers fly up into the atmosphere, their glow dimming due to being cooled by the night air. As you watched the tiny flecks, your head lifted to look at the stars again. It really was a perfect night for an activity like this one.
Standing up from your seat, you moved over to the edge of the rooftop, peering down over the brick that kept the patio enclosed. Below, a few cars passed by along with a handful of pedestrians walking the city streets.

"Careful."
You jumped slightly at the sound of Jimin's voice right behind you.
"Hey. Don't scare me like that." You lightly scolded him.
"Sorry." He chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around you from behind.
You melted in his embrace, bringing your hand up to rest on his arm that had partially encircled your waist. Your fingers glided up and down his forearm until you reached the tattoo on the inside of his wrist, softly tracing the 13 inked there.
"I got the shot glasses." He murmured, nuzzling his nose just under your ear. "Should we go have one?"
You nodded and Jimin led you back over to the fire pit where you took your place back in the cushioned lawn chair as your boyfriend poured the both of you a shot of soju.
"There you go, baby." He handed the tiny blue-tinted glass to you.
You both clinked glasses before downing the shot, your eyes squeezing shut in response.
"That was good." You sighed out.
"Should we have another?"
"Absolutely."
Jimin refilled your glass once more and you each took another shot. At that point, you chose to give it a break and go back to your nearly finished wine cooler.

With each bottle of alcohol you felt a little less aware of what you were saying and doing, your limbs feeling tingly and your mind not quite as clear as it was earlier that night. The wine coolers weren't that strong, but you had taken a few more shots of soju and it seemed that it was kicking in.
Your half-lidded eyes looked over at Jimin who was finishing another wine cooler in his seat beside yours. He pulled the bottle away and licked his lips, the sight sending a rush of butterflies through your stomach. His full lips always looked so tempting and they felt just as soft and plush as they appeared. Your tongue darted out to wet your own lips as you stared almost hungrily at his, feeling the need to kiss him.

With a clouded mind and little to no shame, you got up from your chair and moved over to his, lowering yourself down onto his lap.
He gazed up at you with dark eyes and a smirk painted on his pretty lips. His empty bottle was abandoned on the table as his hands slid up your thighs which rested on either side of him, moving to wrap around your waist.
"What are you doing, love?" He asked as his thumbs kneaded the skin on your hips.
"What do you think I'm doing?" You inquired, placing your hands on his abdomen, palms running over the thin fabric of his shirt, feeling the muscles beneath.
"Y/n." He sighed out, his eyelids fluttering closed.
This was something you would never do while sober, but you were too out of it to care, the alcohol bringing out a boldness in you that you didn't know you had.
"You're not in your right mind. You're drunk." Jimin told you, even though he was very much enjoying having you on his lap.
"You are too."
"I'm just a little tipsy." He chuckled. "But I'm still aware of what I'm doing."
"So am I." You murmured, leaning in to latch your lips to his, your eyelids fluttering closed at the contact.
Your mind was slightly clouded by alcohol, but you still somewhat knew what you were doing.

A soft hum from Jimin vibrated against your mouth making butterflies erupt in your stomach and an intense heat spread across your cheeks. Your hands roamed up and down his torso from his stomach to his chest, the feeling making Jimin dizzy. His fingers curled around the skin of your thighs, squeezing them in a futile attempt to ground himself.
He continued letting out strings of satisfied hums and sighs while continuing to knead your thighs and waist. Your fingers moved up to his fluffy locks, carding your digits through the longer strands that flipped and curled at the nape of his neck.
"I love your hair like this." You murmured, grabbing another handful. "There's more for me to play with."
Jimin pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, letting out a sultry chuckle. He loved getting praise and compliments, especially from you. They made him drunker than alcohol ever could.
"Maybe I should leave it at this length."
You hummed in agreement, taking his bottom lip between yours, giving him another long and passionate kiss. His hand moved to slide around the back of your neck, forcing your lips more firmly against his own, using that moment to take control over the kiss. You melted immediately, eyelids fluttering in response as you allowed him to practically devour your mouth. At this point, you were sure it was the kiss that was making you lightheaded and not the alcohol.
When Jimin pulled away, he dragged his thumb across your bottom lip while he licked his own.
"Maybe we should take things inside, hm?"

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To my readers 21+ please drink responsibly

Jimin's solo album came out recently and omg I'm obsessed. It's all I can listen to. This leads me to a rare QOTD. I know I used to do them a lot and you guys loved them but I ran out of questions so now I only do them when I have ideas.

QOTD: Favorite song from Face?

AOTD: Set Me Free Pt. 2 and Face-Off are straight BANGERS. Going Crazy is good too but I think I like the sound and vibe of Set Me Free Pt. 2 and Face-Off