My idol bf | P.Jm | Completed

Chapter 1

You and Jimin had only started dating six months ago. The first three months were filled with hand holding while walking through the park, cuddles and movie nights, and extremely intricate dates that Jimin loved to plan for you. He was the more romantic one between you two after all.

Everything was going well until he had to leave for tour. The communication between the two of you began to falter on both ends. You were busy working while Jimin's time was occupied with singing for thousands of adoring fans every night. Although both of you were sad and missing each other, neither of you complained; you just enjoyed the small moments you were able to share when you could spare a minute to talk on the phone.

The last time you had talked to Jimin, he explained that you wouldn't hear from him for a day or two because the tour had become crazy busy. So, to say you were confused when you opened the door to your apartment and he was standing there would be an understatement.

"SURPRISE!!" he yelled, smile bright as ever.

He walked past you into your apartment and then turned back towards you. He saw your shocked face and couldn't help but chuckle a little bit, watching you close the door and turn back towards him. You gave him a once over and felt the excitement rush through your body as you jumped on him, forcing him to catch you. You hadn't even noticed the bouquet of red roses, your favorite flower, in his hand that you were currently crushing.

"AHH!! What are you doing here?" You asked, finding your way out of his arms and your feet back on the ground.

"Well, I had three free days in between shows and talked my managers into letting me fly back here for the weekend," he smiled shyly.

"Awww! I'm happy that you wanted to see me Jimin, but shouldn't you have stayed and rested?" you asked, suddenly concerned. You knew touring took a great amount of effort and a toll on his body and only wanted to make sure he was healthy.

"Yes, but it's our sixth month anniversary today, so i thought why not..."

"Oh Jimin... oh my gosh honey, I'm so sorry I forgot," you frowned, feeling genuinely terrible. He found a way to fly out all the way here for today and you had completely forgot, and now you felt like the worst girlfriend in the world.

Jimin noted your change in mood and immediately moved to comfort you, wrapping his arms around your waist and looking down into your eyes.

"Hey... it's okay. Look, I already know you said you've been crazy with that project at work and stuff so it makes sense that you forgot. These things happen. It's fine, I promise," he kissed your cheek and you looked up at him lovingly, trying to figure out what you could've done to ever become this lucky.

"Besides...." he continued. "You can always make it up to me later," he smirked, giving you a suggestive look while rubbing his hands up and down your sides.

You only laughed lightly in response. You and Jimin hadn't had sex, or even remotely talked about it yet, so his forwardness made you way too flustered, and he noticed.

"So," he started to change the subject. "I have the whole day planned out for us."

"Oh."

"Oh, yes. So why don't you go get dressed for me, and we'll be off to have the BEST. DATE. EVER!!"

Only, it wasn't the best date ever. Honestly, it was the furthest thing from it.

When you went to have breakfast together, the waitress blatantly flirted with Jimin the entire time, annoying the crap out of you. Then as you were waiting for your taxi to take you to the next secret location he had planned, a dog had peed on your favorite boots and you knew the smell would only follow you for the rest of the day, which it did. And finally, when you got to the botanical gardens that Jimin planned for you guys to walk through, it started pouring down raining. You had only been out for two hours and it was barely 1 o'clock yet.

Needless to say, both you and Jimin returned to your apartment soaked and annoyed. You decided to change into some dry clothes while Jimin dressed in some basketball shorts and a tee that he had previously left at your place before the tour.

When you both sat on the couch, with only the sound of raindrops pelting your window, you turned on the TV and began channel surfing while Jimin watched you silently with his arms crossed around his chest and a permanent scowl on his face.

"Baby, what's wrong?" you sighed.

"Hmmph" he looked away from you.

"Jimin..."

He sighed loudly and dramatically before turning his entire body towards you and taking your hands in his.

"It's just... it's been so long since we've seen each other and we haven't had the chance to talk a lot. I missed you and it's our anniversary and I wanted to do something special for you and then it rained," he pouted and looked into his lap.

"Hey," you lifted his head and looked into his beautiful brown eyes. "It's okay. Honestly! I mean we always hang out inside. Why's this time different?"

"Because we've been together for half a year now and I already feel like a shitty boyfriend as is."

"Listen to me, you are far from a shitty boyfriend, okay. Jimin, I-" you hesitated. Neither of you have said the "Big L" yet and you weren't sure if the timing was right, so you grabbed his face and kissed him instead.

You used your mouth to tell him everything you were too scared to say out loud. As expected, Jimin got the message loud and clear.

While your tongues collided in a fight for dominance that he was clearly winning, Jimin's hands found their way to your hips. He rubbed lightly for a little bit, and slightly moved them down further as if he was testing the waters. When his hands finally reached your ass and he gave your right cheek a slight squeeze, you moaned into his mouth.

"Mmh.. you like that y/n?" he asked, concentrating his mouth on your neck now. He left little pecks and licks in that sensitive area of your neck, making you struggle to respond with your mouth gaped open.

He squeezed both cheeks this time and harder, prompting your response.

"Yes baby, I love the way that feels," you whispered quietly into his ear.

"Mmm.. good girl," he said as his hands now traveled from your ass and up to your breasts. He cupped both in his hands and began to massage them. "And how about that?"

Again, the feeling of his hands on your body left you unable to speak even though he wasn't doing much. And when he moved from your neck to look in your eyes, expecting you to answer him, he was met with you silently looking back at, obviously flustered with red cheeks. Seeing this, he grasped your hips, pulling you to straddle his lap and he moved his hands underneath your shirt, feeling your bare breasts for a moment before pinching both of your nipples.

You let out a surprised gasp and immediately found yourself getting more wet because of his actions.