BTS Imagines

Jin ~ Girl Crush pt. 2

song;
controlla - alex aiono

You left your house the same time you did yesterday but it was raining today. You took out your umbrella and opened it before going ahead to the bus stop where you found him already standing there. He didn't look at you or even reacted the slightest bit when you waited with him. You both acted indifferent to each other as if he didn't live and breathe at the house next to yours. You remembered what happened the other night. How you knew that he's no righteous guy and that he fucked around but that is an overstatement. Nothing was for certain, that girl could be his girlfriend or someone special but if she was, wouldn't it be appropriate to do it in his room? At least for comfort. Or maybe, he likes to do it in public.

The thought made the hair on your arms raise and at the same time turned you on because that was also the reason why you had your first orgasm last night. You didn't know why you felt extremely bothered by him. You didn't know what you were thinking at all by doing that but it felt good to touch yourself. Your friends told you they do it sometimes too to relieve sexual frustrations. They told you it's okay yet you still felt guilt throughout your body as you lied in the dark, eyes closed after that mind blowing sensation of coming on your fingers.

It's okay, you convinced yourself. He just happened to be that person. There's no feelings there. It just, honestly, feel good. It felt good to think about him, to imagine what things he was doing inside that car, how intimate it was to be in that cramped space, breaths on each other's skin and sweat covering your tangled bodies.

You were lost in the moment until someone from the neighborhood joined you in the bus stop. You cast your eyes on the ground, feeling shame travel through your body for fantasizing about the guy who lived next door. How could you have thought it was okay? It needs to stop.

Jin noticed you even before you noticed him. You stood unusually close to him because it was raining and they have to share the bus stop's shelter. He noticed how you smelled today, even your perfume screamed of innocence, the fruity scent invading his system, but surely the other night was nowhere near innocent. He smiled to himself, being reminded by your cute moans and your little whimpers as you explore yourself. Although he would love to explore with you and try to find where your limits lie but you're still young for him. Younger by two years, what was he thinking?

This morning, you forgot to close your curtains. He certainly did not plan to look and watch you but once he caught glimpse of your skin, he couldn't stop. You came out of your bathroom, wrapped in a towel that barely reached your knees. He didn't know if you already knew about him peeking on you or if you were just completely oblivious to it as you dropped the towel, putting on your panties first.

Then you walked around your room, still in your underwear as you blow dried your hair. You vanished for a moment, hidden from his view and then returned to the part of the room where he can see you. You held a bottle of lotion and you squirted some on your palm before you rested your foot on your bed, bending down to rub the lotion on your skin, The way your hands traveled along your thighs and your arms in careful strokes was like watching a cam show in person. It felt intimate. He continued to watch as you squirt lotion on your palms again and brought your hands over your breasts, massaging them in circles. You rubbed them so nicely and released them, making them bounce a little, your nipples perking up.

Even though he's had enough share of naked women, when it comes to seeing you naked, he just can't look away. He felt like a teenager again, spying on the girls while they change into their PE uniforms. His pants tightened and he slowly palmed himself through his boxers to relieve some sexual pressure until you were done and you had to go down because your mom was calling you for breakfast. He unloaded quite a lot in the shower this morning.