The best way to finish a day - Jimin x Reader fluff
Jimin was tired when he performed the last song of the concert. Dope was a tricky song when it came to dancing and singing, because of the big amount of voice stretches, and fast moves that were in it and needless to say, after a whole ass, 3 hour long concert it was not the one either of them would've asked for if they'd had a choice. But they all wanted to get the fans hyped up one last time that night, so the boy made it through the best he could. But he was tired.
He was tired when they bowed, and ran across the stadium for the 100th time. He was tired when they blew kisses to the A.R.M.Y.s and waved bye to them. He was tired when they changed their sweaty, creasy clothes to more comfortable ones and got into the van. And he even slept in during an argument between Jungkook and Taehyung who somehow still had the energy to fight about things like 'Who's the one who comes to chose in which anime they should watch' or 'What happens when a poisonous plant eats itself'.
But when the buzzing of the car engine slowly faded away into the silence, and he awoke again about twenty minutes later, his whole condition seemed to be better than before. It was almost like his body recovered itself within seconds as the thought of the hotel  - they'd stayed in for days now - sank in. His mind cleared up, his senses sharpened and he was the one who jumped out of the car first, even though he needed to climb over two sleeping rappers for it.
The familiar scent of cars, and leather filled his lungs as he stood there, in the garage for a splint second, but then he started to sprint towards the door which leaded inside the hotel, not even bothered to give his manager more than a shout: "I'm going to sleep.". Â He knew who was waiting for him in his room, he knew it well, and he was also sure about the fact that he needed that person, more then he needed air now. Â So he ran. He ran through the corridors, up the stairs, not like his muscles weren't already extremely sore from the performances they'd had, but he just simply couldn't wait for the elevator. It was only the door of his hotel room he stopped in front of panting, and slightly trembling too. He knew that the door was probably not locked up, but he wanted to take a few deep breaths, and calm himself down a little bit, before facing with you.
Because yes, you were the one who was in there, waiting for him, missing him, and he didn't think he was standing on his feet steady enough for the love he was about to receive in the moment you opened up the door. Not that he would've been ready in any other time. You were definitely his weak spot, who made him go week, his heart beat faster than it was physically possible, his mind go blank, and his whole body tremble. A single smile, or glance of yours was enough for him to fall in love with you all over again, and he wasn't sure he was ready to experience such a state again.
But he knocked on the door anyway, because as much as you destroyed him, you also did that the most pleasurable way possible, and who was him to resist something like that, especially after a tiring day?
You heard the knock, how couldn't you? You'd been literally pacing in front of it for about an hour now, so when the sharp sound filled the room, you put pumas in shame as you jumped towards the knob, and tore the door wide open. And Jimin...well, he basically fainted into your spreaded arms. At least it felt like it for a moment or so.
You prepared a lot of things for that night, and you also prepared yourself for a lot of things, but Jimin, collapsing into your embrace wasn't something you'd expected when you opened the door. But you didn't mind at all, as you pulled yourselves into the room, closing the door behind him.
- "Hi there." - you laughed a little, wrapping your arms around his waist tightly. - "Hi babyboy." - you welcomed him with your hands running through his fluffy hair, your face buried in the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweaty, still sweet scent. He grabbed your shirt and pulled you closer if that was possible, answering you with a muffled "Hi" which made you laugh again. And there you stayed, enjoying  the presence of each other, the comfortable silence, and the safe home feeling that you guys were so familiar with by now.
At the end, you were the one who pulled back a little - not completely though - thinking about how tired he must have been after all these exhausting hours he'd been through.
- "What about a warm bath, Chimmy, hm?" - you asked softly trying to make it sound irresistible. You knew how he was usually too tired for a shower even during tours, not to speak about baths, but now that you were here, you wanted to make sure his body got the treatment it deserved. - "Wouldn't that feel good?" - to your surprise he nodded, giving in to your offer so you didn't hesitate and made your way into the bathroom. It was a little difficult since the boy didn't let go of you, but you coped with the mission pretty well, as you stumbled your way into the room, with Jimin clinging onto you like a Koala. You didn't mind this kind of attitude of his, he was usually like this when he was really tired or upset. He was a person of a touchy kind, who needed a lot of skinship in general, but in situations like this, he wanted to be in near you even more. And you didn't resist.
The lights were already switched on, the brightness of the lamp washed trough the place. It was small, but it had its atmosphere, which made it really lovable and cozy. On your right, there was a mirror hanging on the wall, and a sink, right in front of it, while on your left there was a drawer which had all the basic hotel stuffs in it, for the example the tiny little shampoos, and the tiny little soaps. Next to the drawer there was a basket, on top of it laid the gowns and towels, all of them are folded carefully. In front of you was the bath tub, with the striped, plastic curtain drawn to the side.
- "Pull your clothes off, babyboy." - and Jimin did as you asked, letting  go of you for a little while, as he pulled his shirt over his head, making his pink hair messier with the act. While he was busy with trying to pile his clothes off his body, you quickly made a bun on the top of your head, and then rolled your sleeves up, just before you opened the faucet. The warm water made its way into the tub, and you turned around to face with the - now - naked man before you.
Your face turned red, and you bit down on your lip, because it didn't matter how many times you'd already seen him without his clothes on, you always got surprised by his beauty time to time. This moment wasn't an expectation either, because with him, still being taller than you, and looking down at you because of it, with his big, almost black puppy eyes, his body shining under layers of sweat which covered his skin, his mouth quivering upwards, hell did he look good. And you almost forget that you were the one in the role this time.
You quickly turned away, checking on the water, which filled the tub almost completely by now, so you turned it off.
- "Get in there, Sweetheart." - you looked back above your shoulder, receiving a questioning look from your boyfriend as you did so. - "I've already showered." - you answered his unsaid question, which made him pout instantly. Your heart skipped a beat. - "Don't be sad, baby. I'm gonna wash you off." Â - his face lightened up at your comment, and he didn't hesitate further, but stepped right in the tub, and lowered his whole body in it. He couldn't help but let out a relieved sigh as the warm water hugged his sore body, made it loose all the tension it had in itself.
- "Does it feel good, baby?" - you asked as you sat next to the tub, letting your right hand lazily hung in the water.
- "Hmmmmmmm." - he answered, closing his eyes for a moment, but then opened them again, gazing at you lovingly. You blushed again, but didn't turn away this time, staring back at him instead. - "Come here." - he whispered with a smile on his face, and you leaned forward without a single thought. His plump lips made contact with yours in an instant, warming them up just as much as they did to your heart. - "Thank you." - he said, after the kiss. - "For being here." - he gave you another quick peck on the lips. You smiled at him warmly, didn't really find the words, but they weren't needed anyway. He knew that you cared, that you loved him, and were thankful for him being in your life as well. Words in a situation like this were simply unnecessary.
- "Lean forward, Chimmy." - you asked putting some shower gel on the sponge you just grabbed, and he did as he was told. And you washed the dirt, and sweat of the day off his skin carefully, making his muscles loosen up, his pains go way, his insecurities and stressful thoughts fade into nothing. By the time you washed his hair too, he was completely relaxed, and almost sleeping under your touch. So without further ado, you showered him with fresh water - and with kisses too - and patted him dry with a towel after he'd got out of the tub. You cleaned up the bathroom, while he changed into pajamas, and finished off with his hair, which didn't take more than ten minutes since his locks were only damp thanks to a towel you'd given him before.
- "Go. Have some dinner." - you said, nodding towards the door as you stripped out of your pants as well. Knowing him, you convinced that he probably hadn't eaten since the start of the concert so you wanted to make sure he had some meal before bed. But Jimin, who was still staring at your stripping form curiously, clearly had other ideas. Â - "I'll be there in a second, baby."
- "You better to." - he showed you a teethy smile as he stepped closer and gave you a kiss on the cheek, but before you could react with even a smile he'd left the room.
- "This boy..." - you mumbled under your breath, trying really hard to get your pulse back in a normal level, but failing continuously. You changed in a matter of seconds, and then moved out of the small place, leaving it dark behind you.
You gazed through the bedroom but you stopped when you saw your boyfriend, sitting on the huge bed. Jimin's legs were crossed, his back laid against the headboard as he frowned ad the ramen in his lap, trying to get a piece of meat out of the box with his chopsticks. His moves were fast and clumsy. "He was hungry" you thought again.
He looked so cute in general, with his locks pointing towards hundreds of directions, and with that ridiculously serious  expression on his face, if it hadn't been  the thought of getting him cuddled up against you during the night you would have already melted into a puddle on the floor. But instead of it you made your way towards the boy, and sat next to him after you'd climbed into the bed. Jimin who won the war against the meat just then, looked up from the meal, and his whole face turned into a smile at your presence. He quickly tossed the box on the bedside table next to him, and helped you and also himself get under the blankets. The sheets were still cold since no one had been lying on them for hours, but you didn't really mind. You knew you were going to heat them up in a few minutes.  You opened your arms while smiling, and Jimin didn't hesitate to get comfortable in your embrace. He put his head on your chest, and threw his arms and legs around you, more than keen on to be the little spoon tonight. You hugged him back without a single thought, crossing his shoulders with one hand, while the other started to play with his soft hair. Your chin rested on the top of his head and you felt as he literally melted into your touch.
- "Did you eat, Jagi?" - he asked quietly, but didn't open his eyes. You ran your fingers through his messy, violet locks  and he almost purred like a cat at the friction, your hand had just made with his hair.
- "Yes" - you answered with a smile. - "I did everything I could while I was waiting for you. Time didn't fly away as fast as I wanted it to." - you admitted with a bitter sweet feeling in your throat. Loving someone had its black and white sides, and being parted from that one person definitely fell on the previous one. And dating with an idol included a lot of time separated. But you'd known this when you told him that you loved him, that you wanted him, needed him, and you were ready to face with the consequences with your decision.
- "I hope I was worth the wait." - he breathed into your neck and you giggled at the ticklish feeling. He started to get too adorable for you to handle.
- "Of course you were." - he got a kiss on his forehead, and another one a little bit lower right after, as you answered. The last one landed on his lips, and you felt him smiling in the kiss when you deepened it. Â - "I love you." - you whispered the words on his lips as you switched off the light. Darkness covered you, and the whole room as well, but neither of you were bothered with it. You had your lights inside of you.
And you stayed there, your chests, and your hand in is hair were the only things moving, and you couldn't be lucky enough for him being in your life as you felt him drifting off to sleep in your arms.
Here is a little fluff with this beautiful human being. I hope you all like it. Requests are still open, so if you have any ideas for a writing, feel free to message me. Have a beutiful day everyone! :3Â
