The Ice King - Yandere! Jimin x Reader (Part One)
yandere! king jimin x reader
yandere jimin, jimin is a king, needy jimin, unhinged jimin, possessive jimin, people around him think of him as a God, ice king jimin, soulmate themed.
‼️ a rewritten version of a fanfic i used to make on a different platform, so if u know... hi! 😝👋
Park Jimin was fated to be lonely, yet feared. It is his right since birth.
He has been fascinated with how people feared him, playing with people's lives like it was nothing. And he was the everything.
His heart bear no loyalty, everything that he has ever wanted was right at his side. In seconds.
Born under the north star, ruthlessness was part of his dna. He didn't need to tell people to bend on one knee, his presence already spoke for him.
He had no attachment to anything.
A being so powerful like him, he trusted his instinct without a second thought. Park Jimin, The Ice King from The North, the man who has never withdrawn his sword once he swung it.
It was that day, when he woke up with one voice echoing in the dark realm of his subconscious. Jimin never dreamed of anything, everything is either black or white.
That day would be different. He knew, his instinct told him so, and it has never been wrong even once in his life. That day he had guards all over the perimeter, not that he needed it— he can sense all of the beings entering his territory. Their energy must be permitted.
But that day it was different. He can tell, it was as if the trees look wrong that day. Something was different. Jimin was no patient man. He needed to be there himself, the perimeter. His instinct told him to go there, and he listened to no one but himself.
"Hoseok, no one is to enter the north land. Close the perimeter."
Hoseok, the first ranked general turned around to do what his king has told him not with questions and second thoughts.
Jimin was not one to wait. He's far from cowering, by the second that he blinked he's already face to face with the outer perimeter. A soft glow protecting his land, almost like a wall, only visible to him and the people he gave his abilities to see it.
He didn't waste his time, he walked outside of the perimeter. Snow started falling from the sky, alongside wherever he walked. His energy is like a magma, powerful but not to be touched.
He planned to kill, without a second thought.
He didn't need to be anxious, especially because of a voice inside of his dream. He just needed to eliminate his source of doubt like he always does.
One human ventured close to his perimeter, talked about bad timing. The wandering human turned around, not even a second of eye contact with Jimin and the person has turned into an icy particle evaporating in the air.
Jimin walked again like it was nothing.
Almost no one ventured to his side again after that, not even an animal. Jimin thought of at least another human or animal. But no, it was almost like the entire forest has been warned of an entity so powerful that could destroy anything on his path.
Jimin almost comes to an end, a full circle of his land. When his instinct told him to look further to the right, almost close to the East territory— The Min's territory. He did just that, following his instinct was as easy as breathing.
And he has been right. The sun almost sets, but he had been caught up with a cloaked human. In front of a cherry tree, not facing him. Doesn't appear to have an instinct. An easy kill. He could've just make the person evaporated with his power, but the sword attached to his hips make a clanking sound reminding him of its existence.
The sound of clanking made its way to the human, but Jimin didn't care of it. In seconds he was in front of the human.
The human gasped, making eye contact for the first time. And her eyes... it's the only thing Jimin can see.
His sword touched her neck, but stop. Almost everything in him was pained at the thought of her being hurt in anyway.
Her breathing is the only sound he can hear, almost every being of his was in tune towards her breathing so beautifully. His sword clanked to the ground, and he had no intention to avert his eyes. All his attention goes to the girl in front of him.
Her eyes, her face, her breathing. Not even a word, but Jimin is already wanting to... he didn't know how to describe it. He wanted to do everything for her.
And the girl after saying the most beautiful sound he has ever heard, fall to the ground. But of course Jimin was faster, like a magnet to its pole her body was trapped in his hands.
The touch of her skin in his hands. The soft supple of skin that no one but him will touch.
He felt his heart ached, he didn't know it can even feel that way. He wanted to do anything. His entire being ached, filled with adoration for the human in his embrace.
Of course Jimin remembered he was cursed to never have a soulmate. He didn't know what the girl is for him, but he has forever to spend with the girl and wonder about it.
He walked towards his territory slowly, the girl in his arms like he had every time in the world. He didn't use his teleportation ability, he likes the feeling of her skin on his a little too much. It made him... giddy.
Jimin smiled so much, his mouth started to ache not used to the muscle movement. But he can't help it, he smiled through the pain. The ache in his heart didn't go away and getting stronger the more he felt her presence. Her scent, her sweet sweet scent. He can't stop inhaling it like a fresh air, straight to his very soul.
Looking at the girl in his arms, he didn't know where to look but at her closed lids. Her eyelashes sitting beautifully kissing her cheeks. Her cheeks are all red from the cold. Her lips pale, but pink, the most beautiful shade of pink he has ever seen. He wanted to kiss it, to savor it. Jimin bit his lips at the thought. Already imagining it so vividly in his mind, and the girl kissing him back, maybe a bite to his lips if fate was on his side. A little blood spilled, a proof of your desire which he wouldn't mind.
Jimin stopped his track when he sees you shiver once. And the next second he was already in his room, putting you on his bed. The velvet red duvet was slowly tucked to your body, Jimin had no intention of waking you up. He wanted you to have a good sleep and nicely put on his bed. He did a little magic to heat up the room, tuning it until your body tells him that you're comfortable.
When you let out a little hum in your sleep. Jimin almost feels like drawing out a sound himself, you are just... so cute. He felt his being ached. Making his steps as soundless as possible. He take a sit on his bed, besides your sleeping figure to admire you.
He takes a look at every perfect details on your face, carving it into his memory to make sure he'll kiss every inch of it once he got your permission. He wanted to wander at your body, but he's afraid of his own thoughts. And he didn't want to bother your sleep.
He traced the air around your face, ghosted the air above your forehead until it stops at your perfect lips. Jimin stopped. It took everything in him not to dip his fingers, and getting a taste. In his mind he already licked his finger clean, full of your sweet nectar under that supple lips of yours. In his mind he already know it was going to be his favorite taste. He felt his finger twitched with the urge to just dip it and have a taste.
He can feel his trousers tightened. His lust showing but he didn't feel any shame. It was almost like his natural instinct to want you, to need you in any way he can think of. His thoughts are only filled with you, overwhelmed by the desire to please you in any way you allowed him to. He would beg, go on one knee, kiss your feet, let you step on him- if that's what you want. Anything.
Imagining it doesn't anger him, to the contrary it only light the fire already burned inside him. His trousers tightened even more, he felt hard to breathe. Like the air was too much to bear, your presence was too much.
"Oh doe, my doe. You have bewitched me." He said in almost like a whisper, a whimper. He felt his power stripped off of him as the time spent under your presence. His mind telling him to surrender and do as what he was told, a servant ready at your service— whatever you need him to do, you used him for.
He bit his lips, hard. Imagining you, using him.
His eyes turned hazy. He wanted to just dip his finger in your sweet sweet lips. His desire burning with every seconds.
Dip it, Jimin. Dip it. Taste her. You know you wanted to.
His finger moves closer almost like a spell casted.
It's like God was playing with him.
Your eyes opened faster than his finger, Jimin saw it. The look in your eyes snapped him out of his trance. That makes his entire being ache and wanting to rid of himself for making you look at him like that.