BTS Smuts

Jimin; Tease

"(Y/N)!" Your boyfriend, Park Jimin, yelled as he ran up to you. You stopped walking, waiting for him to catch up with you. He finally reached the gates of the campus, and bent down panting, his hands on his knees.

"God, Jimin," You said, a small smile on your face. "You really do need to work out more."

"Yeah, sure-" He stood back up, but cut himself off when he finally got a proper look at you. His eyes wandered up and down your body, much to your satisfaction. You silently congratulated yourself on your choice of outfit - a translucent grey shirt with black shorts and boots.  He mostly acted like a fuckboy, and you loved it whenever he got tongue-tied in your presence... Not that it ever lasted for long.

He looked up to meet your eyes, and smirked. "Maybe you can help me with that." Ah, and the moment was gone.

You thrust your hips out a bit, which made the shorts you were wearing emphasize on your curves even more. "Not today, playboy."

And with that sassy remark, you turned around and continued on your way to the campus. Park Jimin had always been the college's playboy before you came into his life. Now you were a couple, but you still loved teasing him and playing hard-to-get. You knew it turned him on.

"(Y/N)..." He growled, as he quickly caught up to you and wrapped an arm around your waist. "Don't play around with me when you're wearing that and all the guys are staring at you. Or else I'll take you now and here."

"Sure you will." You replied coolly, knowing he would do no such thing. Not if you didn't want it. You held a lot of power over him; physically, emotionally... Sexually.

"You fucking tease." He breathed into your ear, before looking around you, glaring at every boy who even dared to look your way. He walked you all the way to class in this fashion.

"Okay, I'll see you later." You smiled at him, stopping by your class door. You reached up and kissed the corner of his mouth, and quickly backed away and walked into your class, leaving behind a sexually frustrated Jimin.

For the rest of the day, you would continue playing around with Jimin every time you met. You would refuse to kiss him properly, you would ghost your hands over his body, breath and moan in his ear. To you, it was all fun and games. To Jimin, it was the worst kind of cockblocking.

You went home earlier than Jimin, because he still had one class left. You lived by yourself in an apartment with a living room, kitchen, two bedrooms and one bathroom.

You changed into a blue sports bra and white gym shorts, and had your lunch. You were in the middle of watching a k-drama while ignoring the textbooks that glared at you accusingly from your open book bag when the doorbell rang.

Frowning, you paused your drama. The two main characters were on the verge of kissing, and you disliked getting interrupted when it looked like your ship was finally ready to sail.

You walked over to the door, and opened it.

And the next thing you knew, you were pinned up against the wall by a strong force.

"You have pushed me too far today." Park Jimin whispered maliciously in your ear, sending chills down your back. "And now... You're going to pay." He nipped your earlobe and you gasped, your heart throbbing in your chest.

He suddenly picked you up bridal style, and your arms circled his neck. You could feel an entire zoo having a party in your stomach, which grew wilder as you realized Jimin was heading towards the bedroom. You were kind of afraid. He had never behaved like this before.

But the same time... You were also kind of turned on.

Jimin kicked the door to your room open, marched in, and threw you onto the bed. You landed with a soft 'oomph', and scrambled up to a sitting position. You watched his every move as he walked over to the door, closed and locked it. Then he took off his jacket, and threw it into a random corner of the room.