He may have been your cold boyfriend since middle school, but he took your first kiss during the first year of middle school, and first time on university graduation day. Well, you were his first kiss and first time too.
This mochi is as cold as ice cream. There's no PDA in your relationship. PS-Not like you're complaining. You still love him unconditionally.
Your boyfriend is the only heir to a multi-national company. While you're an orphan.
His parents never had time for him as they were always on business trips. They died last year in an air crash.
Practically, you are the only person who talks to him with love and care. You're his personal secretary now, and you moved in to his house two years ago, that was after the end of university studies.
The cold but hot mochi is twenty five years old, and you're the same age as him.
Well, here you are now with Jimin, your boyfriend, in the backseat of the car that was parked under the empty place of a bridge as the city went on with busy works even though it was 11pm.
You got up, wiping the sweat off your neck as Jimin slowly pulled out of you.
This happens, you know. Making baby sparkles in the kitchen, in the janitor's closet, the bedroom, living room, dining table, swimming pool, on the floor, the table of the meeting room in the company, his office table, chair, couch, and now in the car.
(A/n: I know. That's a lot of places to make baby sparkles)
You both just don't know when his smol chili pepper would get needy.
(A/n: And remember when Jin said to Jimin that 'the smallest chili pepper is the spiciest'. Like he really just said that) (Y/n: That's true by the way)
You and Jimin wore your clothes and you were currently struggling with the hook your bra.
A silent gasp left your lips as you felt fingers brushing against your bare back, hooking your bra.
"Thank you" you low-key said as Jimin helped you get into your clothes.
He was already dressed completely, black hair parted sideways and partially drenched in his own sweat, making him look more hotter than he already is.
One of his arms snaked around your waist, pulling you into a heated kiss once again.
All you could do was kiss him back and part your mouth as his tongue traced your lower lip for entrance which you gladly gave him.
'Round 5?'
Closing your eyes, you wrapped your arms around Jimin's neck, tugging his hair.
Your body seemed to melt against his as you deepened the kiss.
Seconds felt like minutes until Jimin pulled away, placing a final peck on your lips while staring into your now open eyes.
He suddenly buried his face in the crook of your neck, hugging you tightly.
"I love you" he said in his naturally honey-like voice and you blinked.
"I love you too" you said with a small smile after hearing your cold boyfriend aka fiancé, say something like this. It's once in a blue moon that he does or says something romantic.
The supposed-to-be date in a carnival, turned out to be like this when Jimin's hand touched your bust unknowingly.
Time skip to next day~
"You're fired!" you heard Jimin yell from inside his office. "Now get the hell out of my sight!"
A few seconds later, you saw the employee who spilled hot coffee on your dress yesterday 'accidentally', because she was jealous of you.
But you didn't even have to do anything. Jimin has already found out and now he has fired her for disrespecting his soon-to-be wife.
Irene walked out with an embarrassed yet angry look on her face.
Sighing blankly, you opened the door to Jimin's office and entered.
"The files you asked for" you said and placed them on his table, the positive aura surrounding you like always.
"Come here" Jimin said and you looked at him before walking forward.
Gripping your wrist softly, Jimin pulled you on his lap, much to your bewilderment.
Your eyes were slightly widened as he placed a kiss on your cheek with a sweet smile.
Like, he just smiled.
"Don't give me that face" he said with a small chuckle and you looked down to your lap as he added another kiss on your temple.
You looked back at his face and just kept staring for a few minutes, a lot of questions bombarding your head.
"Okay, I know what you're thinking" Jimin started. "Remember when we were looking at my childhood pictures yesterday morning?" he asked.
"Yeah" you said as your fiancé removed a strand of hair from your temple.
"I just thought about when my parents had no time for me and I had to grow up alone with not even many friends," he said. "I didn't want my son to feel the same too" he said with a small pout as he placed a hand on your four month old baby bump.
A small smile found its way to your lips while ruffling Jimin's hair.
"I always knew that my mochi had a soft spot" you said and kissed the tip of his nose.
Just then, you felt your fiancé widen his eyes cutely.
"He kicked!" Jimin exclaimed. "Chubs, our baby just kicked his first kick!" he exclaimed once again, hugging you tightly, yet gently, out of excitement and you let out a chuckle at this side of him.
"I love you" you said and Jimin pulled away, an arm still wrapped around your waist with a hand on your baby bump, protectively.
"I love you more" he said with an angelic smile, leaning in to capture your lips with his.
No love is ever cold with warm memories.
A/n
Why is it always Jimin either removing or wearing his jacket in videos and photoshoots?
Pure muscle, baby-soft skin, muscular abs, veiny arms, thicc thighs, thin waist, plump lips. Guess who.
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BTS Oneshots 1
FanfictionA book of BTS x gender neutral reader, sometimes female reader, male reader- oneshots, drabbles, and BTS ships. Stories and plots differ from each chapter. The oneshots would mostly be about relationships. And would be updated when the idea sparks i...