I love you seoul (reverse harem)

Christmas Lights *

"Jimin can you help me set up my Christmas tree?" I plop a box on the living room floor along with a tube of rose gold ornaments.

He raises an eyebrow. "You want help setting up a fake tree?"

I nod. "Please."

"I guess." He sighs.

I plop on the floor with the box and Jimin sits in front of me. "Alright so it comes with these cool lights that you switch on, no plug needed."

He nods. "Okay, so I just..."

"We have to put the base together first." He nods snapping 4 plastic pieces into the bottom part of the tree. I hand him the next piece which sits on top of that. "The last two parts just slip on easily, I'm just too short to reach."

He rolls his eyes playfully and stands up. I hand him the last two pieces and he snaps them on. "Lights next?" He grins. I stand up and nod handing him the small baggy the lights are in. He opens them and has the wire dangling. A mischievous smirk grows on his face. "Lisse ah." I turn and look at him. He grabs my arms and pushes me against the wall kissing me hard.

"Jimin." I gasp as he holds my arms above my head.

"Ever since you've been with Taehyung... you haven't paid much attention to me. I don't like that." He kisses me again. "So maybe I need to be more like Tae hmm?"

"What do you mean by that?" I bite my lip knowing very well what he means, however how does he know how Tae is? He takes the lights and wraps them around my wrist tightly. "Jimin we're in the living room... anyone could walk in... the managers, a visitor, the boys.... Rilyn?"

"Let them." He growls smacking his lips back onto mine. He sloppily kisses from my mouth to my neck. I could feel his bulge growing in his pants as he pressed himself closer to me. "Follow me." He whispered.

He lead us to the kitchen. It was decently dark in the kitchen, the lights were off. The only light mainly visible were the lights coming off of my wrist. He smiles looking at me and guides me over to the table. He gently pushes me over it and pulls my arms behind my back.

"Jimin what if someone..."

"As I said." He growls in my ear. "Let them." With that he grips my pants and underwear and pulls them off of me. He pulled his own pants off. "What did Taehyung call you hm?" I don't answer not sure if he actually wants to know. A light smack causes me to yelp. "I was talking to you."

"He... he called me good girl."

"Good girl." He sighs and grabs my pony tail pulling my head back. I bit my lip to hide the moan that threatened to leave my mouth. I feel his hands roam my body. Without warning he slides into me causing me to moan loudly. He doesn't move he just stays inside of me. He runs his fingers along my arms.

"Jimin, I need.."

"Sh." He says. "I didn't say you could speak." He pulls on my arms. He begins to thrust into me and pulls my ponytail again. I let out light moans as does he.

He pulls out and sighs. "Come with me. This is the last time I'm moving us." He says. He grabs my hand and brings me to my room. He brings me to the bed and unties my wrists. He takes the lights and gently wraps them around my chest. He looks down at me and smiles. "So beautiful." He leans down and runs his hands up my abdomen, tracing the lights wrapped around me.

"Don't be like Tae." I look at him.

"Huh?"

"You said maybe you needed to be more like Tae... but you don't have to be like Tae. I love you for you."

He leans down and kisses me passionately. His hands lift my legs and he again enters me. This time more gentle and passionately than prior. Both of us were kissing each other and grabbing each other.

A knock sounded through my room causing Jimin and I to stop in a panic.

"Um... uh... sorry to bother you guys but Jimin someones um... here to see you." Namjoon said through the door.

Jimin hops off of me and gives me a kiss. "Sorry jagiya."

"It's okay. Who do you think is here?"

He shrugs and pulls on his shirt. "Maybe one of the managers."

"Your pants are in the other room." I whisper to him as I unwrap myself from the Christmas lights.

He sighs and steps into my closet theres a small section of his clothes. He grabs some sweat pants and throws them on. "Are you going to come with me?"

"If you want me to."

He nods and tosses me hoodie and leggings I can throw on quickly. We walk out of the room laughing. His hair was a mess and mine was not much better. Once we get to the kitchen a beautiful older women and a just as beautiful older man awkwardly were seated at the kitchen table with a very clearly flustered Namjoon.

I look over at Jimin who looks like he just seen a ghost. "Eomma, appa? What are you doing here?"

AN: I almost completely scrapped this chapter and idea, but idk. I wrote and rewrote this several times. I couldn't find the right words and couldn't focus. So hopefully this isn't too awful. But I also might not right anymore smut it's hard as hell to figure out how to write I tried to strengthen it with this book but I literally hate almost anything smutty I've written 😂