"Why did you come to me first? What about everyone else?" She asked genuinely.
"Is it wrong to indulge in my admirer? It may sound bad but, I wanted to see you badly before I get bombarded with everyone." He exhaled.
"Is that selfish?" His eyes lifted up to her.
A faint blush rose to her cheeks. "No but I'd just thought it was a bit weird that's all." She replies sitting next to him.
He hummed, patting his lap.
"Sit on me" he ordered.
She looked at him with some shock in her eyes before a sudden shyness arose within her.
"Why?" She replied.
"Did I stutter?" His eyes never left hers.
She rolled her eyes before standing up and positioning herself on his knees, her back straight facing his chest.
Jimin sighed, placing his cold fingers around her clothes waist. Her figure fitting perfectly in his hands.
He missed the way he used to touch her.
He slid her down by her waist, till her bottom aligned with his crotch. Jimin pushed her chest back, till her back was fully flush into his chest. Her neck right by the flesh of his lips.
His warm breath on her neck was enough to push buttons.
He kissed on her jaw and her lower cheeks, kissing longingly occasionally.
Her change of breathing pace was enough to let him know.
"Do you want this?" His voice vibrating through her entire body.
"If it's you Hoseok, then I could never say no."
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Mr. Rude| PJM FF
FanfictionThe Devils Ink, ruined it all. Blood beautifully dripped down her neck, soaking her clothes. She looked absolutely beautiful with blood flowing down her not so pale neck. "Be careful what you wish for."
