Bts // One Shots

friend with benefits - Jimin

He shoves me against the wall and plants kisses down my jaw and down my neck. My breathing becoming paced. He puts one hand on the side of my face and the other at the top of my arm. Holding me in place to leave love bites on my porcelain skin. I bite my lip as I bring my hand behind his back taking a fistful of his shirt in my hand. My fingers slip though his belt holes in his jeans pulling his hips against mine. "Jimin." I usher his name. His kisses become quicker and they lead to my mouth biting my lower lip making me open my mouth giving his tongue access. We hold onto each other pulling at clothes. His shirt comes off first, followed by mine. His hands flow down my body landing at my hips as he pulls down my black ripped jeans. I put my hands over his and push them away. I then put my hand on his bare chest and stop any further action. He looks at me with lust but I look to my side and catch my breath. "I can't." I say. Angry at how I let myself fall into it again. 

"Nari?" He tries to move my arm to bring our bodies in contact again but I shake my head. 

"Jimin don't. I don't want to." The light in his eyes that had a moment ago seemed to say 'sex' has now faded to look a little confused. 

"I don't get what happened..." He did nothing wrong. But I did. I went and fell for him. We agreed no strings and no feelings but it seems I attached some to him without noticing, "You don't want to? We were mid make out and you suddenly got bored?" He says frowning slightly.

I shrug. "I guess." The lies spill out my mouth. He picks up our shirts and hands me mine.

"Damn and I was getting really into that." So was I. It almost felt like there was a spark more than sexual interest. It felt like he was holding me like he cared. But I know he doesn't, so lying to myself that he does will only hurt me. He doesn't want a relationship so I'm not going to try and make this something it isn't. We both started this 'friends with benefits' with sex being our only thing in common. We both knew how to make each other happy in only that aspect but once we got closer I found that his looks and ways in bed were not his only attractive qualities. His eyes watch me, "You're upset..." he didn't have to ask, he could always tell. 

"No." I walk out of the lounge and to my room, stripping as I walked. I open my wardrobe and slipped on a sexy black dress and search for heels. 

"Where are you going?" he asks watching me. 

"Not sure. Don't wait up." I say slipping on a pair of black heels. He walks over to me and softly traces his fingers down my arm. 

"You don't think I can let you leave looking so sexy without getting a bite." His touch heats my skin like a flame to paper. I shrug him off. As I start to walk away his hand takes grip of me, he looks to the ground, "You aren't going to hook up with someone are you?" He asks. My body tenses. As slutty as it seems. Yes. Yes I am. I want to use someone else's body like it can wash away any remembrance of Jimin. I want to be with someone instead of Jimin as it hurts to love someone and lay with them whilst they see me as nothing more than a toy. I don't blame him. How could I? I walked into this with the same eyes as him but over time the goal of sex was clouded and I couldn't see him without caring. 

"Maybe, why does it matter?" I ask looking over my shoulder.

He shake his head. "It doesn't. It's just I'm here and can do more than any guy at a bar can. I know what you like, Nari." He still has hold of my arm but he slowly moves his hand to mine. 

"Well, I don't want you." I lie like I don't care. His hold on my hand loosens. 

"No strings." He whispers. 

"What?" I ask unsure why he said it.

"Nothing." He walks out the room.

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"So your place or mine?" The guy asks taking hold of my waist. He hot. He's charming. He's fucking perfect. But he's not Jimin. Jimin will still be at mine and I know this because his room mate Jungkook was having family over and asked to have the flat for the weekend. I naturally offered him my spare room but hadn't considered how personal that would end up being. We saw each other for fun but when sharing a flat that meant we saw each other day and night. Before going to bed and waking up. Walking with wet hair in towels round the apartment. 

"Mine." I say to him leading him to a taxi. A selfish thing to do. Jimin would surely be uncomfortable with this guy and I in the room next to his but I want him to be jealous. I don't know why I think he will be. 

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"Shhh my roommate might be home," I say leading him in. We kick our shoes off and instantly he pushes me to the wall pulling at my dress to come off. I wasn't feeling a connection with him like I did with Jimin but I didn't expect to. I tug at his shirt and lift it over his head as he unzips the back of my dress. Suddenly the dark room is lit up and I turn my head to see Jimin coming out my room. Why was he in my room?! 

"Who the hell is this?! Nari how could you bring him to our home?!" I stare at him confused. What? 

"Who the hell is that?!" Asks the guy no longer kissing me. He reaches for his shirt and I see my night unravelling. 

"My temporary roommate," I say explaining Jimin's presence to him. 

"Temporary roommate, is that really what you call your fiance!?" Jimin gasps like he's offended. Jimin you dick... 

"Fiance!?" The guy who was seconds ago unzipping my dress is now pulling his shirt back over his head and grabs his shoes, "I thought you were cool, bitch." he says opening the door. I don't bother stopping him as he walks out slamming it behind him. I turn to Jimin with folded arms. 

"I want a divorce," he says holding a fake angry expression. 

"What the hell was that?!" I yell at him as walks up to me.

"I don't like seeing you with other guys. Touching what's mine..." 

I shake my head. "That's not fair, you can't act like your jealous. You sleep with other people too." Saying that made me want to just die there and then. The thought of him sleeping with someone else was way too much for me to handle. His confidence falters and he mumbled something. "What?" I ask stepping closer and his eyes raise to mine.

"No, I don't." He says louder this time. I stop walking and look at him unsure how to respond. 

"You don't?" This is news to me. 

"I don't need anyone else but you. But it seems you can't say the same about me." There is resentment in his voice. 

"That's not true. I don't need anyone. I just don't like being tied down." Just saying it sounds dumb to me. 

"Well, that's not true. You love it when I use my tie to tie your wrists up and hold them..." He smirks as he speaks so I stop him.

"You know that's not what I meant. And what do you mean you don't need anyone but me?" It's pretty self-explanatory but in what way did he intend that to sound? Suddenly I'm pinned against the wall and his gaze links with mine. 

"I mean, I don't need anyone but you." He growls. Our lips collide and I'm unsure what to do. Does he mean sexually or romantically? He realises I'm not reciprocating the kiss and stops, "I know you said no strings but I can't do that anymore." His words cause my heart to leap. I'm both shocked but screaming with happiness. 

"What do you mean by that Jimin?" I ask pleading that he means he feels the same way. 

"Nari I love you and I'm done with pretending I don't." I hug him tightly but he keeps talking. "I also know you totally used that guy to make me jealous." 

I sigh. "Yeah... But, I love you too Jimin. I just didn't say anything as I didn't want to break our agreement." He pulls back and smiles at me. 

"Well seems we both fucked up the 'no feelings' thing huh?" We laugh but it slows to silence and his hand holds the side of my face bringing his face closer to mine. We have kissed many times but this is the most passionate it has ever been, as we aren't holding back anymore.

A/N: Shnazzy.

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