F*ckboy | Park Jimin x Reader

eight

Y/N's POV

"There you are!" I startled as I heard Jimin from the back.

I quickly wiped my tears before facing him. He was panting, as if he was running from afar. His fringe was covered in sweat and his flannel was taken off. Only left with his white tank top that defines his masculine biceps and his tone skin. I had to look away.

"Y/N?" He called out but I didn't care.

I didn't want anybody to talk to me right now, Hadn't they heard of personal space?

Just as I was about to ask him to leave, he sat beside me. Looking at the river right in front of us as the wind gave us the chill breeze.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

Why is he so kind towards me today? I know something was up. Wait... he knew about this? All those hints he gave me.

My head snapped towards him, "You knew."

"Obviously," He chuckled.

I didn't know how he still had the balls to laugh while I'm hurting.

He faced me and he noticed the swollen puffy red cheeks plus the blood shot eyes.

"He's a jerk." He stated, still staring at me and now I felt uncomfortable.

"You need tissue?" He asked, taking out a packet of it from his jeans.

I gladly nodded. My makeup must be running down my face due to my tears. I must have looked hideous. I tried wiping all of my makeup but tissue doesn't do shit.

"Water?"

I looked up at him and slowly get the bottle from him. How did he have the time to get all of this?

"I got it since I knew you would need it." He replied as if he read my mind.

"You know that your face shows what you're actually thinking right, Y/N."

I broke into a smile, "Thank you."

"But it isn't fair," He said while tapping his chin.

I knew he was thinking of something mischievous.

Then a wolfish grin crept on his face.

"Whatever you're thinking Jimin, I do not approve."

"Come on live a little!"

I gaze at him in disbelief, "I'm living my life perfectly right now."

"Hmm, it'll be better if we have a revenge, how about you start dating me-"

"What?!"

"I'll be your fake boyfriend." He simply said.

I looked at him as if it was that simple. "Are you out of your mind?"

"Maybe? Maybe not?" I caught him staring down on my lips.

A small tint of redness was visible on my cheeks. I couldn't think straight, as I stare back at him in complete silence. It was a comfortable one tho. I managed to keep myself together and quickly looked away from his mesmerising details.

"Kiss me," He breathed causing me to jerk slightly.

I was tongue-tied. What is wrong with him? and what is wrong with me thinking that maybe it would be a great idea.

"Y/N, Kiss me," His voice is a lot more stern now, and my heart thumped against my chest rapidly.

"What?"

He didn't let me ask him further questions when he pulled me closer to him. Closing the gap between us.

"You look so beautiful tonight, So beautiful," He breathed and I started receiving goosebumps.

Then he went for it, capturing my lips against his. My eyes were wide opened. I couldn't  believe Park Jimin was kissing me. My eyelashes flattered as his hands held my back for support.

He started kissing me deeper and our  lips rhythmically move with each other. I couldn't help but moan when he flicked my bottom lip for excess.

"God," He cursed as we parted our lips.

Both of us were panting heavily, but we didn't say anything. There were something in his eyes, so dark and threatening.

"Jimin?"

"Let's go," The words fell off his mouth hits me hard.

I was disappointed. I wanted him to kiss me more or at least held me to his embrace.

He stood up from the bench, eyes not looking at me.

"Sorry." That's what all he said and it went back to silence all over again.