Who would've thought that a devil like him could fall in love with someone as innocent as you. Heck, he would never imagine himself hold hands or even exchange kisses with another person. But there he was, cuddled up next to you on the warm bed of his bedroom, carefully kissing every inch of your face as if you'd break if he put much force into the kiss.
"Y/N?"
"Mmhm?" You mumbled, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck.
"Please don't leave me. Ever."
His words came out almost as a whisper that wasn't meant for you to hear. You looked up at him only to catch a sight of a fragile boy holding you like you were his everything. Like you were the last drop or water in the middle of a desert. Your heart shattered. He really loved you and it showed. Too bad he will never be able to know just how much more you loved him.
You gently laid your lips against his, giving him the answer he was hoping for.
"I won't." You said, once again pulling him in for another sweet kiss.
You put on your high heels & slightly revealing red dress, finishing the look with additional accessories & full makeup.
"You look stunning, sweetheart." Jimin said, leaning against the door frame and winking at you. His suit fitted perfectly on him, pants just a little bit tight over his muscular thighs which made you stare at him in amusement. You swore he could see you drool.
You realized you didn't quite succeed in hiding your blushing cheeks when he wrapped his strong masculine arms around your tiny waist from behind. He could sense the smallest change in your behavior and it was truly fascinating.
"Don't hide yourself from me. I love when you blush." You felt shivers down your spine as he whispered to your ear and felt his hot breath beneath my skin.
"Jimin..." You gasped when you felt his hand getting dangerously close to your pulsing area.
Feeling lost in the moment, you were ready to give your all to him for the first time ever, not caring about a damn thing... that was, until your eyes caught a sight of the clock on the wall, indicating that you're already late.
"Jimin!" you pushed him forcefully making him stumble backwards, "We're late!"
He groaned, "Seriously? Can't the party wait, Y/N?"
Knowing that you weren't going to stop any time soon if things got too serious, you shook your head, fixing your hair and heading downstairs.
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Mafia Boss | pjm short story
Hayran Kurgu!!! an old imagine of mine, might be cringey as fuck, you decide. "Now, we're in my house and I can do whatever the fuck I want to do to you. So either you be a good girl and get on your knees for me or I'll just have to make you." •artwork on the c...
