Kitties and Cupcakes : pjm ✔️

Part 25

You sprinted to the bakery and unlocked the back door, bolting inside. Once you got into the dark kitchen you slowed down. Breathing hard as tears streamed down your face. You put your hand over your chest and took deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down, then you walked around, turning on the lights and warming up the oven and grabbing an apron. You began gathering ingredients, pulling down a mixing bowl and tying your hair back as you wiped your tears off on your apron. You needed to think, and keeping your hands busy would help.

You always tended to be messy in the kitchen, and since you were distracted it was even worse. You were essentially covered with flour and batter by the time you pushed the tray of cupcakes into the oven. Vanilla cakes, Jimin's favorite. What you had just finished baking the night you found him in the alley and he said you smelled like cake and agreed to come home with you. Thinking about that night made you break down again, and you slid to the floor and sobbed into your apron. You couldn't believe you had screwed this up so royally. You knew Jimin didn't like Yoongi and you knew without him telling you that it was because he was scared and intimidated by the older cat. He would think you had chosen Yoongi over him. You sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Yes, you felt a strong attraction to the dark cat - it seemed impossible not to - but Jimin...Jimin was your kitten. Even though you weren't technically in a relationship with him...you still felt you had been unfaithful. Stupid drunk y/n.

You sat on the floor until the timer when off, fishing the cakes out of the oven and setting them to cool. You were terrified to go home - what if he wasn't there when you got back? You shook your head and set to mixing up frosting for the cupcakes. When the cakes were cool and decorated and the kitchen was clean again you sighed. There was nothing left to do except go home. You packed up two cupcakes to take with you, leaving the rest to put out tomorrow.

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Jimin got back to the apartment and shuffled back to the bedroom. He flopped face down onto the bed, but choked out a sob as soon as he had taken a breath, scrambling back to his feet. It smelled too much like y/n...thinking about that smell hurt too badly right now. He backed out of the room and returned to the living room. He glanced at the couch before shaking his head at that too. He went to the kitchen and sat at the table, dropping his head onto the cool surface. How could she pick Yoongi over him? He had worked so hard to be a good kitty for her...he must not be good enough. And how could he be good enough for her? She was funny and so kind and he was nothing compared to the cool older cat. He saw her smiling and laughing at the dark, handsome cat's jokes in his mind, imagined his larger hands on her soft skin, imagined her perfect lips on his...he folded his arm under his head and sobbed until his tears ran dry.

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You quietly opened the door to the apartment and stepped in, holding your breath against hope that he would still be there. You went to set the cupcakes on the counter and saw Jimin asleep at the kitchen table, his head resting on his arms. Your heart broke seeing his eyelids swollen from crying and his cheeks puffy and tear stained, his hair looking like he had been dragging his fingers through it for hours.

"Kitten," You called softly, hesitating in the doorway. He stirred at your voice, lifting his head off his hands slowly and blinking sleepily at you.

"Y/n?" He said, slowly standing and stepping toward you cautiously, as if he were afraid you would run away again if he wasn't careful.

"I'm so sorry kitten, it was just - a physical thing, I - I was drunk, and stupid, and-" he stopped in front of you, holding up a hand to silence you. You quieted, unable to read what he was feeling on his face.

"Do you love him?" He asked, quietly. You were shocked at the question and you just stared at him open mouthed, unable to speak. His features darkened to anger and he grabbed your shoulders roughly, asking again. "Y/n, do you love Yoongi?"

"No, kitten. I only love you," you said in a tiny voice, barely above a whisper.

Relief washed over his features and he pulled you to him, burying his face in your neck and choking out a sob. You flung your arms around his neck and held him tightly against you, squeezing your eyes shut. Your hand drifted up to run your fingers through his hair and you brushed his ear softly. As soon as your finger tips made contact with the soft fur his arms tightened around you and a deep moan came out of the back of his throat, purrs revving in his chest. This time, you didn't pull away, stroking his ear a second time, making him moan against your neck again.

He pulled back and looked at you, his hungry eyes shining. "Y/n..." he said softly, "I want to kiss you so badly but...I don't know if I can today...I keep thinking about him kissing you and I-" he looked down.

You put a finger under his chin to make him look at you. "Kitten...how about you bite me instead?" His eyes shot to yours, widening in shock at your words, hope and longing evident in his features. You stepped back and arched your neck, baring the skin to him and holding his gaze, reaching up to tug your collar away. "Go on kitten. Bite me. Show the world who I belong to," you breathed.

His eyes became unfocused with need at your words and he lunged for you, clamping his mouth down on the side of your neck, gripping your shoulders as he applied gentle pressure to your skin. You closed your eyes and exhaled hard, gripping the fabric of his his shirt as his teeth gently scraped across the skin of your neck, his tongue following soothingly in their wake.

He released you after a few moments and lifted you, gathering you in his arms and burying his face in your chest as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He inhaled deeply and looked up at you with tears in the corner of his eyes. "Cake," he breathed, "You always smell so good, baby."

You released a breath that was half laugh, half relieved sob that he was calling you baby again. "I made cupcakes," You said, running your fingers through his hair. "I brought you some." He smiled up at you and walked over to the counter, setting you on it and popping the lid off the box.

"One for me and one for you," he said, lifting them out and handing one to you. "Thank you baby." He smiled at you softly before peeling back the paper and taking a huge bite. You giggled at the frosting he got on the tip of his nose and leaned down to kiss it off. He smirked and put his finger in the frosting, turning his cheek to you and swiping some onto it, tapping it expectantly. You giggled again and planted a big kiss on the cheek, cleaning off the sweetness. He smiled at you and popped the rest of his cupcake in his mouth as you took a bite of yours.

You watched him chew, looking happily up at you and your hands fell to your lap. You looked down at them sadly, twisting your fingers together. "What is it, baby?" He asked gently.

"I'm just...I'm sorry kitten. I thought you would hate me, I thought you would leave. I was scared to come home I..." you looked up at him with fresh tears in your eyes. "I don't deserve your love, Jimin."

He reached out and cupped your cheeks with his soft hands, leaning in to kiss your forehead softly. "You deserve so much more, baby." He hugged you to him and you wrapped your arms around him, burying your head in his shoulder and the two of you stayed like that for a while.

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