Bangtan Boys: A Fan Fiction (smut)

Chapter 10

"I'm hungry."
"Me too. Jin, it's been, like, six minutes since we got back from the shops. Can't you cook faster?"
Jimin was complaining as J-Hope turned on the TV.
"Look!" He cried, smiling. You poked your head around the corner to look at the TV.
"The weather forecast is set for thirty degrees next week!" Jungkook smiled. He looked at you, beaming. "That means we can really do the photo shoot next week!"
You sighed with relief.
That means that we only really have to worry about the album now.
Suga and RapMon were sitting at a table in the Studio, writing in their book. They were flipping pages around too; they seemed to be taking ideas from other songs they had written. Before you could go and see if you could help, Jin asked you to help him cook.
"Sure, Seokjin." You said.
Suddenly, Jimin ran off to the Studio, sprinting out into the hall towards the back of the building.
V stared. "That was weird."
"Extremely." J-Hope nodded.
Namjoon looked around the corner.
"He's looking out the window." He said. Jungkook looked confused. He stood up and went to see what Jimin was doing.
"The sun is out!" Jimin cried. V yelled in delight and ran to join the boys at the window.
You turned back to face Jin in the now-empty kitchen; J-Hope had run off to sit with the rappers.
Jin coughed a little and rummaged through the shopping bags. He found the cabbage and the chicken.
"What're you making?" You asked.
"You mean, what are we making?" He snickered. You rolled your eyes and nodded.
"Alright, what are we making?"
"Chicken and cabbage soup."
"Yum."
He smiled, his face turning pink. His smile was so gorgeous; you quickly looked away to avoid staring.
"(Y/N), can I ask a question?" He asked.
"Sure." You said quietly, concentrating to remove the leaves of the cabbage.
"If you, if you do get this job, will you stay with this group or... Promote to somebody better?" Jin said, his voice getting quieter towards the end. You stopped and looked at him.
"You really think I could leave you?" You asked. He smiled a sad smile and looked down to the already bubbling pot of soup.
"I mean..." He swallowed hard. "I would be sad to let you go."
You shuffled over and placed your head on his shoulder, putting your knife down. You could almost hear his heart-rate speed up.
"So just... Just let me know if you're going to leave. I just want to know." Jin whispered. You nodded, taking your head off his shoulder and cutting the vegetables.

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"Dinner time! And the meeting, don't forget!" You yelled out to everybody. Jin put some gloves on and picked up the boiling pot of soup to put it on the table. Suga and V grabbed bowls while Rap Monster got spoons.
"Grab another chair, Jimin." Jin called, putting the soup on the table. It was hot.
Everyone sat down. You cleared your throat.
"So, let's start this meeting."

Two hours later... ☆彡

"So that's it." You finished. Suga picked at the leftover soup in his bowl, looking for meat. V was almost asleep, dozing on Jin's shoulder. Rap Monster was scribbling furiously in their song journal. At your conclusion, he summoned Yoongi and J-Hope to the recording studio to to help him.
You sighed and grabbed the pot and stacked the bowls and spoons inside to wash them.
"Wow, it's so late!" Jungkook exclaimed, checking the time. "I'm going home. Coming, guys?" He asked. The boys nodded, all except Jimin.
"I'll help (Y/N) do the dishes. See you tomorrow, guys." He said. Jin waved goodbye. You waved back.
"Bye, (Y/N)!" Jungkook yelled. You smiled and wished him a safe trip home.

It was just you and Jimin in the kitchen; Suga, RapMon and J-Hope were in the recording studio across the hallway.
"Thanks for helping me..." You said. Jimin snickered. After a while, he still hadn't joined washing or drying dishes.
"Jimin, are you going to help?" You asked, drying your hands. He shrugged childishly and smirked at you. You went over to him and gave him a playful hit, whining.
He caught your hand in his. He didn't let go.
"What do you want?" You smirked, blushing a little.
He narrowed his eyes sexily.
"You..."
He turned you and faced you to him. You looked into his eyes as he pulled you closer, leading your hand to his body. You felt his defined abs under his loose, thin shirt.
"Jimi..."
He pressed his lips to yours, slipping his hands around your waist and pulling you closer. Your hands pressed against his chest and abs; you dug in your fingertips.
He made a small moan and slid his tongue on your bottom lip, parting them; you opened your mouth a little, feeling your heartbeat speed up.
"Ah..." You muttered, pulling away. He smiled and kissed your neck, leaving a sloppy kiss. His saliva dropped onto your shirt collar.
"Your legs look so sexy in those tights..." He whispered, making you shudder. "Take them off..." He whispered, even quieter.
You felt your face heat up. Your lower region throbbed.
"You do it." Your voice was restrained. He looked taken aback but willing. He got to his knees as you stood, making you so nervous your knees bumped together. He took off your new shoes.
"You're so beautiful, (Y/N)..." He muttered, sliding his fingers up your legs. You moaned a little. He hooked his fingertips over the top of your tights and pulled them down. He took them off you completely and threw them to the ground, getting to his feet and kissing you again.
Your back bumped the table; Jimin gently eased you backwards so you lay down on it, your knees bent so that you still touched the ground. He leaned over and ran his hand up your thigh, looking into your eyes.
"Do you like this?" He asked, fondling under your underwear. You nodded, flustered as he pulled up your skirt.
"How did you know red was my favourite colour...?" Jimin murmured sexily, biting his lip as he looked at the underwear you were wearing. He got closer, pinning your arms to each side of your defenceless body.
"I love you, (Y/N)..." He whispered, kissing you deeply. He leaned across your body; you felt his lower hot and throbbing against yours, making your heart beat even faster.
He went to pull down your underwear.
"Jim-Jimin..." You stammered, only gasping when he released you.
"Stop it... I'm not ready yet..." You whispered. He looked at you tenderly, giving you one final kiss. He picked you up, but your knees buckled you were so weak.
"Ah..." You said, as Jimin picked up your tights for you.
"Quickly now, before Suga or someone comes in." He smiled. He winked and went into the studio, grabbing his coat.
"See you tomorrow, (Y/N)." He said, grinning. You looked at him, shocked, until he had completely left.