Playboy Obsessions| PJM X Reader

7

Jimins POV
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I walked into the house smelling all the alcohol, but I quickly got used to it. The party was already in full swing. I looked back to see Y/n talking to Jungkook. A smiled appeared on my face, knowing that she'd most likely will have a good time without even realizing it. I went into the kitchen to grab a beer while the people around me welcomed me to the already booming party sceneSome girls checked me out but I tried to ignore them the best I could, not feeling in the mood to deal with them. I talked with some of the guys, trying to catch up with them until Y/n came in the room. The guys around me started to whisper and checked her out from head to toe.

"I call dibs on that girl. She's mine." One of them said to me as they took a sip of their beer

I snapped back, "No, she's mine and you're not going to get her."

"Ooohhhh so the playboy actually wants to fight for a girl?"

"Yes, she's mine for the night, not yours."

"We'll see about that." He chuckled.

"No we're not, she's mine for the night so lay off."

He scoffed at what I said before looking away and taking a sip of his drink, not really giving a damn.

I didn't know why I was so angry at him. Normally I don't care who the other guys were trying to go for, even if they were going after the same girl as me, but this time it was different. Something inside me wanted her. I wanted her badly, all to myself. I wanted her to be safe, she was my priority for the night and I didn't want her getting into an uncomfortable position she couldn't really get herself out of. I took a sip of my beer and sat down in the living room, trying to forget the feeling and focus on what was happening with the groups of people dancing .

I sat down in a chair from the dinning table and scanned the room to try and find Y/n. She was with the other guys and she seemed happy with a smile on her face which in return made me smile. I watched her for a while till I saw a girl come up to me. Surprisingly it was the shy tzuyu. She sat on my lap, making my eyes go a bit wide in surprise not expecting this sort of confidence in her.

"What do you want Tzuyu?" I said bluntly, trying to keep my composure.

"Oh I just wanted to dance with you or maybe talk with you" she started play with my hair

"Let's talk then, I don't feel like getting up." I took a sip of beer.

"Awww ok baby" she slightly pouted

"Don't call me baby, Tzuyu"

"Boooo..you're no fun" she smirked at me which I honestly didn't feel in the mood for.

"Anyway, what would you like to talk about?"

"About your kind of girl, I'm dying to know if I could fit the bill."

I thought for a moment. The only girl that was close to my kind of girl was Y/n. No one else popped into my mind, just her so I rolled with it.

"Well first off I think my ideal girl should be kind and caring. A lot of guys care about looks but the only quality for looks I need is just something fresh and clean and suits the girls personality, she shouldn't need to dress for her guy or guys in general. She should have interest in the arts and always stands up for herself. She can be mean sometimes but she'll always have a reason why and even if I feel like I know her, she'll always have another surprise. That's my kind of girl."

Tzuyu leaned into my ear, "I think I fit the bill perfectly."

Huh? Oh god no, not the way you acting right now.