DADDY ISSUES | JM

2: everything i wanted.

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I flicked my eyes open and sit up as I look at my surroundings. How did I end up here? I'm currently in a huge white mansion, in another area, quite far away from my house. Why did I even agree on coming with that man? I don't even know him. But something in me tells me, that he's someone trustworthy. Mostly when I looked deep into his eyes. He gave me this feeling which makes it so hard to describe.

I felt protected. I felt like I was being loved for the first time in my entire life. The hug he gave me and the way he wrapped his arms around me, how gentle he was. All of it felt surreal. It felt like a whole dream and being located in this expensive-looking place too.

A warm grey blanket is placed on my lap as I see him again. He's holding a cup of tea in his hands and hands it over to me. As soon as my hands touch the cup warmth embraces my whole body again. The guy sits down on the brown armchair in front of me, a small round black table between us. I take a sip of the tea. Delicious. I place the cup on the table as I hide my hands under the warm blanket.

"How are you feeling?" The black-haired man asks me as he crosses his leg over the other, his sleeves rolled up. Wow. I hesitate. "I-I feel much better," It's the truth. I honestly feel much better. I feel comfortable and warm. I take a look outside the huge window. It's still raining giving the whole room a cozy kind of vibe.

I look down. "Thank you," I thank him. He just chuckles lightly. "Your clothes were soaking wet, so I washed them. They are drying now," My eyes widen but relax again. He saw me naked. Oh my god. My cheeks start heating up as he says that. "Don't worry, I didn't do anything like that," He smiles.

Every time he smiles, this world seems to be at peace. My heart pounds. "So, what's your name?" He asks, his voice sounding calm as always when he speaks. I take a few seconds before answering.

"Y/n," I tell him.

"What a beautiful name," He responds, making my stomach tickle, but I don't react. "Thanks..." I mumble shyly. "W-What's yours?" I ask him. I was curious about his name the whole time. I mean, he's so handsome, why wouldn't I want to know his name? "My name is Jimin," Jimin. His name is beautiful.

Whenever Jimin smiles, his eyes smile as well. It looks adorable and yet so sexy at the same time. He's sweet and sexy at the same time. Being taken care of for the first time just feels like a dream. Mostly being treated like this by someone as handsome as him.

"You can call me Daddy," My heart instantly starts racing as soon as he adds that to his sentence and my eyes get bigger. Daddy? Isn't that what you call your dad? "D-Daddy?" He then stands up as he lightly brushes his chin before approaching me as I'm still sitting here, under the blanket he gave to me.

He saw my body, I remember. He changed my clothes, I remember. Oh, fuck. How do I not feel ashamed of him seeing all my body? He now stands in front of me, his huge and soft, veiny hands touching the back of my head as he slowly caresses me. He looks down at me while I look up at him.

"I saw something in you when I saw you there, crying..." He says, sternly yet so calm. It makes him even hotter. "I thought of myself when I saw you. How I lost my family and I just couldn't help but take you in my arms." He then takes the blanket off of me and puts it away as he sits down next to me.

Where is his family? How old is he even? And how the hell did he even lose his family? There are so many questions that I want to ask him, but that just seems like i'm this desperate to invade his privacy. I have no right to do that.

But I can't help but listen to him and to every word he says. Not only that, but his voice makes me just want to fall asleep and just never wake up.

He then wraps his arm around my shoulder and slowly puts the back of my head on his chest as I'm basically lying on his manly and strong body, him caressing me. "I want to give you everything you need," He confesses. "Everything you want," He whispers in my ear, making a shiver run down my spine.

"Isn't that you wanted?"

His hand gently wanders down my arm and stops right between my inner thigh, my cheeks flushing red as an unfamiliar feeling forms down there, between my legs.

"Someone, to take care of you?"

Yes.

"Someone, to spoil you?"

Yes.

"Someone, to love you?"

Yes.

"And someone, like a dad?"

He whispers the last word, goosebumps spreading all over my body.

Yes, Daddy. That's all I want.

All I want is to forget about my past. But what the hell am I even thinking? I don't know him. How do I even know I'm safe?

Is it because of the way, he speaks to me? Because of how he touches me and making sure I feel comfortable?
There this weird feeling in my stomach, telling me, I should stay.

Stay in his embrace and under his control as well as his demands.

My body feels lightweight. I feel like I'm on a cloud, resting. I feel like I don't have to worry about anything anymore. Did I find my fate or did fate find me? Is he, this man, my fate?