BTS Imagines

Jimin ♡ Distraction

Published: March 3, 2019
Rewritten: October 15, 2024

Word count: 1,020

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You rubbed your tired eyes, trying to focus on the bright computer screen before you. You'd been doing college work for at least two hours, completing assignment after assignment. The scratchiness and burning in your eyes from staring at the screen for too long persisted and your brain felt like mush, you could hardly string together a coherent thought.
Jimin, your boyfriend, had been lying on the bed either watching you or scrolling on his phone, his presence keeping you company.
"Baby?" He called out softly.
"Hm?"
"When do you think you're gonna be done with your homework?"
"Soon, I hope."
"Okay."
You scribbled down a few things and clicked around on the computer some more, making your way through a multiple choice quiz.
"What are you working on?" He asked.
"Business class. I'm trying to get ahead and do some of these quizzes. I'm writing all the questions down in case I need them for another test later."
"That's smart. What question are you on?"
"25 out of 50."
"Oh." You could hear the pout in his voice.
"I'm sorry." You sighed, glancing back at him over your shoulder.

With Jimin being the needy type, you knew he wanted attention, but you were unable to give it to him at the moment and it pained you. You needed to finish writing down the test questions and then had to write a paper for your economics class, which would no doubt take another hour or so.

Jimin kept an eye on you, squinting to see what question you were on so he could gauge your progress. He knew you had obligations and your college education was important, but he wanted your attention so badly. All he wanted to do was hold you and have you close enough to kiss.

"Oh, you're finished with your test?" He piped up when he saw you scrolling through your quiz results, marking the correct answers on your paper.
"Yeah, but I have to write an article summary for economics."
His form deflated slightly. "Oh."

Your fingers flitted across keyboard as you began your assignment, researching different economics-related articles. It took at least twenty minutes to find a topic to write about. The clicking sounds of the keys being pressed filled the room as you began writing the paper. Two short paragraphs in, you struggled to figure out how to word things, especially since the topic wasn't of any interest to you. The flashing bar next to the last word you typed mocked you as it appeared and disappeared on repeat. A heavy sigh expelled from your nostrils, your head dropping into your palms. You'd had enough.

The sound of Jimin shuffling off the bed sounded from behind you. A pair of arms wrapped around your waist, the physical contact making you lift your head. Your hands reached for the keyboard again and you typed a few more words. Jimin buried his face in the crook of your neck before speaking, his breath fanning your skin.
"Why don't you put it away for now?" He murmured.
"I can't. I need to finish this."
"Baby." He whined. "Come on."
His warm lips pressed against your neck, planing ticklish kisses along the area.
"Jimin, please don't start."
"Why not?" He inquired, his lips ghosting over your sensitive skin as he spoke.
"Because I'm busy."
"Too busy for me?" He questioned, his mouth latching onto your neck, applying light suction.
Your eyelids fluttered closed for a moment, a small noise leaving you before you snapped back to reality.
"I really need to finish this." You insisted, the assertion in your voice wavering.
"No you don't."
"I... yes I do."
Your mind was already clouding over. From the exhaustion that messed with your thought process to the way Jimin was skillfully moving his lips across your skin, you were weak. He chuckled lowly, knowing his actions were having an effect on you in your vulnerable state.
"Come hang out with me, baby. Forget your work for now. You can do that tomorrow." He pulled you back, causing the chair to roll away from the desk.
"No, Jimin." You sighed, grabbing onto the desk and pulling yourself back to where you were.
"Come on, sweetness." He whispered lowly, squeezing your hips.
The tip of your index finger hovered over the touchpad on the laptop before you reluctantly slid the arrow over and clicked the save button.
"Fine." You caved.
You figured you'd worked hard enough already and deserved a break—and also Jimin was very convincing.

Standing up from your chair, you took Jimin by the shirt collar and pressed your lips against his. He smirked into the kiss, guiding you back until you bumped against the desk, his hand reaching past you to push your laptop shut. He took your by the waist and led you over to the bed, guiding you to lie down as he hovered over you.
"Finally." He sighed out. "I have you all to myself."
His lips met yours once more, slotting your mouths together as your fingers slid into his fluffy hair, combing through his silky locks before settling at the back of his neck. You could feel yourself melting as well as the stress that had built up over the last few hours.
Jimin's hand slid around your waist, tugging you with him as he switched positions and pulled you on top of him. His arms kept you flush against his body while he continued to press heated kisses to your lips, each one chipping away at your exhaustion.

"You need to learn to give yourself a break." He murmured against your lips once he pulled away, his fingers sliding under the hem of your shirt, tracing shapes on your bare skin.
"I know." You sighed. "It's just that when I get going I don't wanna stop."
"You're ahead on all of your work. The least you can do it take a break from it, okay?"
You nodded. He was right.
"Besides, your clingy boyfriend needs attention." He pouted.
"Aw. My poor baby." You cooed, pulling him in for another kiss.

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