{Warning:Soft Smut}
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"No." I said as I kept staring at the closed door.
Jungkook looked to me and realized I was going insane.
"I'm not letting this happen."
I ran the fuck out of my house and as I thought Jimin had run off, I was wrong.
He was outside of the house, kneeling in the snow.... crying.
I didn't think twice as I ran to him and pulled him to turn around.
I pulled his arm towards me and kissed him deeply. He didn't hesitate as he pulled my body closer to his.
My mouth giving him access as he explored my entire mouth.
Our breath visible as hell from the winter winds and cold sweat running down my forehead as he grabbed my ass and pulled it closer to his crotch.
After a few seconds, we pulled away slowly as I bit down on his lip softly dragging it with me.
"No. I won't let you."
I said as I kissed him again and again.
He sighed and rested his forehead on mine.
I won't let him leave me.
I can't.
"Fuck me daddy."
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•Sometimes all you need is sex•
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Fake Love 2 || Jimin BTS
Fanfictionre·gret /rəˈɡret/ verb 1. feel sad, repentant, or disappointed over (something that has happened or been done, especially a loss or missed opportunity). //Book 3 and Book 4 Now Available\\
