kidnapped | pjm x reader

y/n is the typical nerd with anger issues
jimin is the resident rich college fuckboy
fate brings them together in a series of unfortunate events

wrote this to satisfy my love for enemies to lovers
plus i needed a college ff with some mafia-story-type trope, hence the kidnapping

(before you ask: yes, there is smut, and it's freaky asf so this is your warning)
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"Come on," Y/N says through gritted teeth, "You're supposed to be all athletic and shit, can't you do this faster?"

Jimin gets up and runs his hand through his hair in frustration, "The knots are fucking impossible to undo! What you want me to do?"

Y/N grits her teeth, "Fine, do whatever you want." She tries to hold back the tears threatening to spill over, but the pain was too intense.

"Here, let me do it," Jimin says. He reaches for the tube of cream, and she needs the relief so she lets him.

Y/N winces as Jimin gently lifts her shirt. The fabric sticks to her sweaty, bruised skin, sending a fresh wave of pain through her. She tries to hold still as his warm, strong hands hover over her abdomen, the scent of his cologne mixing with the coppery tang of blood in the air. He opens the tube of cream, and a cool sensation spreads as he squeezes a dollop onto his fingertips.

"You're going to have to hold still," he says, his voice gruff but surprisingly gentle. She nods, biting down on her bottom lip to muffle the whimpers that escape her lips as he touches the first welt.