𝓟𝓳𝓶 𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽 (18+)

Demon time

Credits: sugakookitty

club owner!jimin x stripper!reader x named female oc (Layla)
genre: angst | smut | strangers to lovers
summary: Breaking up with a cheater isn't always enough. Sometimes you have to show a bitch how it's done.
word count: 14k
rating: 18+
warnings: pov switches | strong language | mentions storms and bad weather | cheating | fake dating | mentions revenge porn | sex tapes | plot twists | jealousy | break ups | alcohol consumption | the girls are fighting | jimin is somewhere in between a gentleman and a fuckboi | bisexual!reader | f/m/f threesome | driving the boat | drunk sex (everyone gives consent before they are impaired) | kitchen sex | face riding | inserts pretty cock emoji for jimin and it's huge | cowgirl | ass slapping | body shots | cum shots | cum eating/play | face licking | nipple sucking | cum swapping | female anal play | fingering | pussy spanking | a few face slaps | male & female masturbation | dom!reader | sub!jimin | sub!oc | thigh riding | squirting | ab riding | food play | grinding | spitting | dry humping | tit slapping | light obedience play | a bit of a ma'am kink | throat grabbing | hair pulling | dirty talk | female on female intercourse | handjobs | i think some acts classify as voyeurism | deep throating | guided blowjob | gagging | jimin has a nipple and tongue piercing and tattoos | orgasm denial | playful & erotic tickling | pet names (jimin starts calling reader Kitty at some point) | hickeys | marking | multiple orgasms | cock worshiping | Instagram porn | degradation | name calling | unprotected sex (don't do this; these whores are wild) | exhibitionism | public sex/elevator sex | standing sex | trust issues | mentions break ups | regret | mentions sex work

When you look at Jimin, he can't help but feel shy suddenly now that he has your undivided attention. Your presence impacts him differently now that you aren't tucked away in his passenger seat, feeling down and miserable. He feels like you're reading every thought that runs through his mind.

The intensity of your lingering gaze has him shifting in his seat.

"You're adorable, you know that?" is what you say finally, and Jimin tries to keep his growing smile hidden.

"W-What?" he chuckles nervously.

"You're cute, and sweet. The world needs more people like you, Jimin," you elaborate.

Your words warm his heart but humble him at the same time. He doesn't remember the last time he was put in the friend zone, probably because it's never happened.

His elementary school teachers used to call him cute. Not one of the hottest women he's ever laid eyes on.

The sting is manageable because he's so fond of you and respects your opinions. It still doesn't erase the slight bruising of his ego. But he can't win them all, he figures.

He gives you a smirk to mask his conflicted feelings.

"Not everybody is cut out for this, babe. It's not as easy as I make it look," he replies.

Your giggles fill up the car for a moment before they are replaced by a heavy silence. You stare ahead for a while, and when he approaches the traffic light, the one that can lead to his home or to that shitty hotel—you finally respond to his question.

"If I come home with you, will you tell me a little more about your life?"

Jimin's perplexed but not against it. He's got nothing to hide.

"You don't have to—"

"No, I don't mind. I just don't know why you wanna talk about me. I'm pretty boring," he tells you.

He sees your head tilt out of his peripheral.

"Boring?... A nightclub owner driving a damn Ferrari?"