Forced to be his ♡✔️

48 . Ur so possesive

Jimin's pov

Jimin : “snowflake,  come on, let’s go!”

I urged, tugging gently on his hand. He was still fiddling with the buttons of my shirt, tracing lazy patterns with his fingers.

Jimin : "We're going to be late."

A low rumble vibrated in his throat, more like a whine than a complaint.

Yoongi : “But I don’t want to go inside,”

he mumbled, his head buried in my chest.

Jimin : "You said you wanted to try that new food at this place,"

I argued, trying to pry him away from my shirt. He always said he wanted to be adventurous, but here ,he is whining

He pulled back, his eyes wide and pleading.

Yoongi : "I don't like it when there are too many people,"

he said, his voice soft.

Yoongi : "It's so loud."

He snuggled closer, a tiny satisfied sigh escaping his lips.

Jimin : "But you didn't complain about people last time…but why now…tell me,"

I whispered, a confused frown on my face.

Yoongi’s eyes darted around the entrance, taking in the crowd, then landed back on me.

Yoongi : "See, there are those girls…they saw you unbuttoning your shirt…half naked…I don't want them to see you again."

I couldn't help but laugh, a little amused by his blatant possessiveness.

Jimin :  "You're so possessive,"

I teased, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

He lifted his head, his eyes sparkling with a faint mischief.

Yoongi : "Just making sure you know you're mine,"

he purred, a smirk playing on his lips.

Yoongi : "I can't go around like you and keep gun on those girls to get their eyes off my husband."

Jimin : "Haha, that's true,"

I chuckled,

Jimin : "I would have plucked their eyes out if they had seen you."

Yoongi’s expression softened, his usual grumbling replaced with a tenderness that made my heart melt.

Yoongi : “But I don’t wanna harm them,”

he mumbled, his voice a mere whisper.

Yoongi : "You're so hot, can't blame them. So let's go home to our apartment…take a parcel"

He was the possessive one, now a days worrying about those who dared to look at me. But it was fine. It was part of what I loved about him. His fierce loyalty and protectiveness, wrapped in a grumbly, adorable package.