reputation // jeon jungkook ✔️

chapter eight

what's with the change of heart

shin minseo

"jimin open up!" i yell, banging on his door. today is way colder than yesterday and i had to walk all the way to jimin's house. i am freezing. "jimin!!" i yell again as the door opens.

"minseo? what are you doing here."

"can i come in?" i ignore his question.

"of course." he moves to the side to let me in his house. "so... why are you here?" he asks again.

"why did you break up with sojee?" i ask as i take off my coat because jimin has his heat turned all the way up. he watches as i take it off.

"how did you know about that?"

"well apparently she's going around telling everyone it's my fault that you broke up with her. jimin i told you to go be with her. what happened?" i explain to him as i take off my shoes.

"well... i... remember when i called her from your apartment?" he asks sheepishly.

"yes of course i remember." i scoff as i take off my beanie and gloves. his eyes still watching me.

"the way she spoke about you... she never spoke that way before... and when i went back to her that night..." i clenched my eyes hearing that. "...sorry... um... she was just being horrible. saying things i'd never heard her say. that wasn't my sojee." i felt a sharp pain at that. "sorry..." he apologizes.

"no need to apologize." i state as i take off my sweater. "but you need to clear my name. this is my reputation we're talking about and i didn't make you do that." i take off the final extra layer i had on from the cold, my long pants, leaving my thin leggings. jimin's eyes watching me strangely. "can i help you? did you hear what i said?" i ask waving in his face.

"uh yeah... of course. i'll talk to sojee as soon as possible." he looks away from me.

"good. it hasn't even been a week and all of this shit is starting." i plop on his couch and lean my head back. it was a long walk to his house, i was pretty tired. "holy shit jimin it's hot in here." i complain as i lift my long sleeved shirt up to reveal the tank top i was wearing. jimin laughs.

"it's cold outside." he defends.

"it's not that cold."

"tell that to the eighteen layers of clothes you just took off." he laughs pointing at my layers thrown across his living room.

"i walked here all the way from my apartment, i needed those layers." i defended. he smiles as he plops down next to me. running his fingers through his hair. he never let me do anything to his hair. i always told him how good he'd look with dark hair but he preferred to keep it dirty blonde. fine with me but he wouldn't even let me style it. he notices me staring at his hair.

"did you want to touch it." he laughs and leans his head over to me. i began running my fingers through his hair, it had been so long since i did this. probably four months, huh. there were more signs than i even cared to notice. jimin seemed to be enjoying the head massage because he scoots closer to me so he doesn't have to lean over. i ignore this and keep running my fingers through his soft hair.

i look down at his eyes and see him softly smiling at me while i play with his hair. i feel butterflies so i immediately move my gaze back up to his hair. i hated how i felt my cheeks glowing a bright red. i hear him chuckle a little bit. his hands in his lap move as if he was about to grab me, but he refrained them from doing so.

my hands traveled down his hair to the sides of his face and we made eye contact again. jimin's mouth was slightly parted this time, his breath seemed slightly labored. a darkness in his eyes that i hadn't seen in a long time crept through. his eyes moved from mine to my lips, then back up to my eyes. i gulp.

"jimin..." i whisper as a pit builds up into my stomach.

"shut up." he demands as he pushes me down on the couch, quickly climbing on top of me. at the same time our lips met in a powerful kiss. i'm not sure what feelings are behind this kiss, but it feels good, and that's all i knew. jimin moans into my mouth as he sinks his hips down to grind with mine. "it's been so long." he mumbles into the kiss. i mumble an 'i know' as i grind back up into him.

jimin wastes no time taking off the tank top that i remained in. quickly sliding it over my head while sliding his other hand behind my back to unhook my bra. i moan at how easily he accomplishes this. i gently slide his shirt over his head and soon we're both topless grinding into one another. the room gets hotter and i didn't think that was possible.

jimin's arm rubs my sides before his hand reaches up to gently squeeze my breasts. i reach my hand down and begin fondling with the strings of his sweatpants, begging him to pull them off. he lets out a dark chuckle that i hadn't heard in so long as he breaks from our kiss and began to leave butterfly kisses down to my waist band. he looks up at me for permission before tugging at the band and successfully sliding my pants down revealing his favorite pair of black panties. it wasn't planned, but i'm not complaining.

he bites his lips as he looks over my almost exposed body.

"jimin..." i plead. after that he wastes no time sliding down his pants, along with his boxers revealing his throbbing dick. he quickly slides on a condom he had conveniently sat on his coffee table. he then gently slides off my panties, not forgetting to kiss every spot on the way down. my body filled with heat and i craved him. he lined his dick up with my entrance, and gently pushed in as he brings his face back up to mine. i let out a load moan causing him to bite my lip.

"fuck." he breathes out as he quickens his pace, causing my legs to reach up and wrap around him. this continues for a while, lots of deep sloppy kisses, loud moans, curses, and a sweet slapping sound that made my stomach clench as it echoed through his house. i finished before him causing me to leave large scratches down his back as my climax ran its course. he finished shortly after pulling out and releasing on my stomach.

he plopped down on top of me, the both of us sweating, twitching, and breathing heavily. he kisses me a few more times, light, butterfly kisses all around my face and neck. i run my hands through his sweaty hair, smiling as his kisses begin to tickle.

"jimin that tickles!" i giggle out. he moans into my neck.

"good." he laughs and continues to kiss causing me to laugh even harder.

"j...jimin." i manage to get out in between laughs. he stops kissing me and looks up at me.

"i missed this..." i say, slightly embarrassed and worried as to how he'd reply. he smiles at me happily.

"me too... so much." he kisses my lips one last time as we both begin to doze off, naked bodies joined as one, sweat and other fluids mixing. and we fall asleep.