All In PJM 🔞

XVII ♣️

"No not google." He laughs, filling the water bowl with fresh water. "Amazon."

"What??!!!"

"No I'm kidding." He laughs again, poking me in the side as he places the bowl back down by my feet. "Just some small start up companies that turned out to do very well for themselves. And for me of course."

"I can see that." I giggle, glancing around the room.

"Take a look around if you like." He smiles at me, just as a beautiful long haired grey cat comes walking in the room, rubbing up against me before Jimin bends down to scoop her up. "This is my baby girl Cleo." He grins, petting the back of her head as she meows at him. "But yeah, go look around, it won't take me long to feed her and then we can get out of here and go take that nap you mentioned."

"Really?" I frown, taking a little step backwards. I mean of course I would love to go and look around. I just don't want to seem too eager.

"Yes." He chuckles, gently pushing me. "Go have fun."

"Okay." I beam, turning on my heel trying not to skip as I walk out the kitchen.

Walking through the hall past all the doors, I try to decide which one to check out first as they all look so inviting.

Feeling like Goldilocks with so many choices ahead of me, I settle for the door second to my right. Pushing the door open, my eyes light up as I look around the room, shelves upon shelves in front of me filled with hundreds of books.

Resisting the urge to start singing beauty and the beast, I step further into the room tracing my finger along the spines of the books, scanning each title as I pass them.

Walking back out the room I close the door behind me, spinning on my heel trying to decide which door to choose next. Choosing the door furthest at the end of the corridor, I swing it open to find a set of stairs leading down to what can only be assumed to be the basement. Thinking to myself that if this basement covers the entire floor it must be absolutely huge and I must see it.

Skipping down the stairs as soon as I reach the bottom I stop dead in my tracks. Directly in front of me is one of the most incredible things I've ever seen in any basement, and I'd be a fool if I didn't test it out.

Picking up the ball of the prettiest colour, I insert two fingers and a thumb into the holes before lining up and swinging my arm as hard as I can, watching as the bowling ball makes a beeline for the pins at the end of the alley.

"Yes!!!!" I cheer, jumping up and down as I hit a strike. Feeling pretty proud of myself, I turn to walk back up the stairs to choose the next room. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I look up to see Jimin standing at the door with a grin on his face.

"Having fun?" He smiles, reaching his hand out towards me as I walk up the stairs.

"I am." I grin. "But don't tell Jungkook about this room, you'll never get rid of him."

"Good to know." He chuckles, guiding me down the hall and stopping in front of another door. "Have you been in this room yet?" He asks me as he turns to face me, leaning his back against the door.

Shaking my head in silence, I begin to hyperventilate as a certain scene from Fifty Shades of Grey flashes through my mind once he pushes the handle down. Please don't be a sex dungeon, please don't be a sex dungeon. I whisper to myself as he drags me inside.

Audibly sighing in relief, I cast my eyes around the room to realise that we are just in a simple office with a desk in front of us and more books surrounding us on even more shelves. Stepping towards what I would describe as a trophy case, Jimin extends his hand again motioning for me to join him.

"I want you to see something." He whispers, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me back into his chest and resting his chin on my shoulder.

"You play soccer?" I smile, seeing the trophy on the middle shelf.

"As a child." He nods. "Keep looking."

Narrowing my eyes as I concentrate on what I'm looking for, my smile gets wider as I see some medals laid out on the 2nd to last shelf at the bottom.

"You dance?"

"As a teenager." He nods again. "Try looking more towards the top of the cabinet."

Taking a deep breath I look up to the top shelf, tilting my head to the side as I notice something that every poker host in the country should recognise. Scratch that, every poker host in the world should recognise the bracelets sat on the top shelf.

Seeing the rows of bracelets showcased perfectly on the top shelf, my curiosity gets the better of me as I turn in Jimins arms, coming face to face with him.

"You participated in the World Series Of Poker?" I frown.

"A little bit." He chuckles, wrapping his arms tighter around my waist.

"A little bit?" I raise my eyebrows at him. "Only event winners get bracelets Jimin."

"Yes we do." He whispers before catching my lips with his own. Melting into his touch, I breathe a sharp breath through my nose, wrapping my arms around his shoulders before carding my fingers through his hair.

Shaking my head as the kiss starts to get heated, I push lightly on his chest hinting for him to stop. Trying to catch my breath I narrow my eyes at him as I think about it for a moment, if he won bracelets at the main event that means...

"Jimin wait. The World Series prize pool is normally over $60 million dollars!"

Grinning as he pulls me into him again, he rubs his nose against mine as he stares deep into my eyes.

"It sure is, beautiful."

Happy Friday beautiful people 😊
The World Series of Poker is a real poker tournament that takes place in Vegas every year. The best of the best poker players will always be found at these and the buy in is $10,000 and thousands of people attend. There are many tournaments over a two week period with normally only about 9 of them being called events which you win a bracelet as well as a large cash prize which makes owning a bracelet pretty rare. So yeah, Jimin is loaded.