Angelic Smile [PJM]

Loveseat

Disclaimer: This part includes three curse words. (They are censored but they're still obvious.) I want to say that I do not want anyone to swear, this is only for the sake of this fanfiction. Thank you.

I dropped my backpack from my shoulder. "I'm exhausted," I groaned. "Same here," Jimin replied. Prom was finally over and my uncle went out to get groceries. "Welcome home!" I heard Mi-Jeong say from the kitchen. "Hey, mom," Jimin muttered. "How was the prom?" she asked as she was washing the dishes. "It was really tiring," I responded, walking over to the couch as Jimin followed. "You two rest, I'm gonna fold the laundry upstairs," she said, putting the last dish away. We both replied with, "Okay," in unison as she began to climb up the stairs. Jimin turned his head to me. "Want to watch a movie?" he questioned me. I was pretty tired so a movie could entertain me. "Sure," I replied as he grabbed the remote. "What genre?" he asked, opening the streaming service, "Watchflix." I answered, "Action." he smiled. "That's my favorite," he told me. He asked, "How about this?" while pointing to the TV. It was a movie named "Without Hope." I was hesitating, so I decided to check the description for more information. It read, "Haneul had a decent job that pays well, but it was not enough to pay his rent. Two mysterious men kidnap him and threatened to abuse him if he won't give them money." Now I was intrigued. "Sure," I replied. He clicked the OK button on the remote and the movie started to begin with a thrilling but very interesting intro. I snuggled up beside Jimin and rested my head on his shoulder.

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☆⌒(ゝ。∂)

Jimin suddenly placed the remote on my thigh as the movie was rolling. I caught a glimpse of his (beautiful) face out of the corner of my eye. There was a slight smirk on his face. Great, what was he planning to do?  He slowly re-grabbed the remote with his other hand. Before lifting the remote, he allowed his hand to caress my thigh, giving me the same tingling sensation he had given me in the closet. Did he intend to do that or was that accidental?
"Jimin?" I muttered. He murmured, "Yeah?" as a response.
"Did you..." I hesitated. "do that on purpose?" I slipped out my mouth.
"What do you think I did?" He said, turning his focus away from the movie and toward me. With the hand he caressed me with, he paused the movie. "I- I-" Jimin began to laugh as I began to stammer and ramble. "Gosh, you're so cute." I stopped. Did he just call me cute? I froze but was so confused in my head. "You should see how red you are right now." he chuckled. "S-shut up!" I yelled, pouting. I crossed my arms near my chest. "Geez, you're really cute," he told me. Why did he feel the need to say it again? His face drew nearer before I could react. We were kissing as his finger raised my face. Along with my heart racing, I experienced an unexplainable feeling in my stomach. His hands snaked down my waist causing shivers down my spine. I couldn't move my body and I felt my legs becoming weaker each second.

What are you doing to my heart, Park Jimin?

I was forced to sit on his lap when he put his hand on my thighs and then placed them on his. Now, I'm positive he had this planned out in his mind. He removed his hands from my waist and placed them on my neck, slowly moving down my body to return to my waist. Forget about what he was doing to my heart, what was he doing to my body? His arms cradled me, and I couldn't help but melt into the kiss. One of his hands transitioned from my waist to my back and he somehow pushed me, causing me to lay on the couch as he followed. I wasn't sure what to do since he was stronger than me. Despite my desire, I knew he wouldn't let me push him away. He finally pulled away. I was breathless. I started to breathe heavily. I muttered, "You know your mom is just upstairs, right?" as my panting subsided. "Yeah," he answered.

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JIMIN'S PHONE

____________________ mama <3 ___________________

mama <3:Jiminieee~ I know you're at the prom with Y/n.
You:
how do you know?

mama <3:
Jin.

You:
oh
why did u text me?

mama <3:
I just want to let you know that I planned something for you
guys at home so...

You:
WHAT? MOM... PLS NO
PLS STOB IT
MOM?

mama <3 went offline.

Jimin: oh sh**...

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"How are you not concerned?" I asked him. With the same flirtatious tone as days ago, he said, "Trust me, she won't come down," before he questioned, "Are you done catching your breath yet?" I immediately knew what he was gonna do if I replied. I knew he wouldn't take no for an answer. If I say yes, he would still do the same thing. I was trapped. Stuck. "Please, don't-" I tried to plead but he shut me up by kissing me again. He caressed my belly and that sent a bubbly feeling through my body. I knew I wouldn't succeed, but I tried pushing him away anyway. Of course, he didn't allow me. What did I expect? The hand that was caressing my belly started to travel up my dress until it reached the strap.

Ah, sh*t.

I knew he was gonna remove it. At this point, I knew him too well to be tricked by him. I honestly thought we were just friends, but friends don't know how they taste, do they? Before I knew what was happening, the stunning dress Aera had chosen for me was now riding down my thighs, granting Jimin complete control. The worst part? I didn't notice until after it was too late because of the kiss we were sharing. He backed away a second time and I took the chance to finally breathe as he simply stared at me with his deep, sparkling brown eyes. After I stopped panting, he started to speak. "Y/n-"

("THUD")

Mi-Jeong: "JIN!"

"AH-" my uncle Jin's squeals were cut off by Mi-Jeong's hand covering his mouth. Let me explain. My uncle Jin just came home from the grocery store and saw us about to make out. Of course, this would happen in my K-Drama life. I mean, every man my age that I have ever met is incredibly charming.
"It's fine, he's weak."
"MMHMM?!" I heard my uncle's muffled screams of excitement and anger because of what Mi-Jeong said.
"Continue!" she said, dragging my uncle's body away. My gosh, I had no idea she was really strong. Well, now it was just silent between me and Jimin. It was really awkward. "Uh, do you want to go upstairs?" Jimin asked. "Yeah," I muttered, lifting my dress.

Mi-Jeong's POV:

I dragged Jin's heavy body away from the scene. I entered the downstairs bathroom and uncovered his mouth.
"First of all, I'm not weak, second of all, WHAT JUST HAPPENED?" he yelled. I shouldn't have uncovered his mouth because his voice was ringing in my ears. "One, you are, second, they were just studying," I lied. "Are you sure? 'Cause Y/n's dress was sliding down her shoulders and they were literally on top of each other," he said.
"Touché," I told him. He smirked. "So, what do you think they were doing?" I quizzed him, hoping he wouldn't get it right. He replied with, "Making out." "Dang it!" I said with a disappointed face. "AHA!" he laughed. "Shut up dumb@ss," I said, clearly irritated as his laughter abated.

[A/N]: I was heavily inspired by pocketbangtan's fanfiction "Teach Her" part "Alone." :D I feel guilty if I don't credit them. They make amazing fanfictions! (I know it's kind of like a promotion, but they truly deserve it.) Also, the line, "I honestly thought we were just friends, but friends don't know how they taste, do they?" was inspired by the song Señorita by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello. <3