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Title: One Year 💦🗒
Author: @minstrivia
Summary: Summary says it all.
↳ “In which jimin really just wants to enjoy dinner but his jealousy gets the better of him.”
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Title: Jealousy & Parties 💦🐑🗒
Author: @lovelytaes-blog
Summary: Also marriage and parents!au.
↳ “Sometimes, your husband can get a little jealous.”
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Title: First Time? 💦🗒
Author: @Kaiseuphoria (Ao3)
Summary: Also yandere!au and virgin!reader.
↳ “Your best friend, Jimin, is envious when he notices that you have made a new friend. he decides to do all he can to keep you pure, even if that means manipulating you into giving him your precious virginity.”
— warnings: dirty talk, unprotected sex, public sex, pet names, daddy kink, breathplay, creampie
— summary: in which jimin really just wants to enjoy dinner but his jealousy gets the better of him.
It's not entirely Y/N's fault— well truthfully, it's not her fault at all. In fact, Jimin can't blame Y/N for anything right now, except for being so god damn beautiful all the fucking time. Oh, and of course wearing the new dress that he himself had bought and insisted she wore tonight. It's a deep colour red, the type he knew would go well against her velvety skin and it's sexy, form-fitting and it doesn't leave much to the imagination, her breasts are barely hidden by the thin fabric and he finds he's not the only one with his gaze dipping to her décolletage.
So yes, technically he can't blame Y/N. But he's also past rationality and he's definitely putting the unwarranted blame on Y/N. Because he's been planning their one year anniversary for much too long now, ensuring that every single detail is absolutely perfect since he knows Y/N deserves nothing less.
And so far everything's run smoothly and exactly how he's planned, waking her up with his head between her legs because he knows how much she hates breakfast, treating her to a full spa day and massage because he's noticed how much she's been overworking herself recently and buying the Louboutin heels currently on her feet because she's had an eye on them for the longest time. Everything has panned out exactly as he'd hoped— everything, except for this.
His eyes stay fully fixed on Y/N, chin jutted out and a tight-lipped smile tugging at his mouth as he watches the ordeal. The host standing very close to her— way too close for Jimin’s liking, half-lidded eyes roaming the lengths of her figure continuously, his attention solely on her as soon as they walk into the restaurant. The guy's looking at her as if he's imagining her naked and Jimin doesn't put it past him— it's all he's been thinking about as well. Although, then again he's allowed to, she's his, this waiter, however, is not.
But what's really pissing him off about this situation is how quickly Y/N smiles at the guy, it's one of her many smiles he thinks makes her look absolutely radiant, the toothy ones that shrink her gleaming eyes as if she's fascinated about everything around her.
"Jake, wow how—" She shakes her head with a breathy laugh trying to get over the fact that her friend— well, not really her friend more like very close acquaintance she used to have a crush on— is here and he's changed so much, yet not at all. "—I haven't seen you in years, where've you been?"
"Oh, here and there, you know me," He answers with a nonchalant lift of his shoulders and it has Y/N absolutely dumbfounded because he's actually here. Jake had been her college roommates boyfriend for the better part of three years until Tara dumped him and Y/N just never saw him again.
"You work here?"
"Well, actually—" Jake stands taller, straightening his tie as he tucks his hands into his slacks. "I'm the boss."
"No shit?!"
He nods smugly. And Y/N laughs on instinct, punching her fist into his shoulder lightly just like she used to."Wow that's— that's great."
"Yeah?"
"Fuck yeah," she exclaims. "And you look great as well."
He chuckles. "Me? Look at you, you're gorgeous, but then again you always have been."
And there it is, the reason why Y/N had even harboured a crush on him in the first place, his smooth-talking ability that always had her flushed faced and nervous, tucking her hair behind her ears. But now— now it doesn't faze her in the slightest. Not like if it were Jimin saying those words.
"Thanks...I guess."
Jimin balls his hands into a fist by his sides, clenching and unclenching in an aim to not sock this Jake guy in the jaw. Gorgeous? You've always been gorgeous? He scowls, it's been five minutes and they haven't even been seated yet, he's still having to watch some guy blatantly flirt with his girlfriend while she entertains it. His arm curls around her waist, tugging her flush next to him. So flush, it has Y/N frowning at the action but she says nothing of it.
"But, how have you been after..." She trails off, not really knowing how to ask this or if she should in case it's still a sore subject for him. Because he'd told her multiple times he'd probably marry Tara but Tara just wasn't thinking like him.
"After Tara dumped me?"
"Yeah— that."
Y/N eyes him warily as he lets out a sigh, shifting in his spot a bit. "Well, It's been too long for me to be mad at it anymore. But, how is she? Still breaking hearts?"
There's a little hint of underlying spite when he speaks and Y/N's wringing her hands together trying to not make it obvious she's avoiding his gaze as she clears her throat.
"Erm Tara—" She's engaged now, with a son and another baby on the way. So dumping you may have been a really good idea on her part. "—she's alright I guess."
Jake hums looking like he's got more to say but decided against it. "Anyway, I'm a lot more interested in how you are? I remember when you used to have that crush on me."
Y/N raises her brows, chewing at the inside flesh of her cheeks anxiously because Jimin's clamping his fingers into the tender flesh of her waist and she's more than sure if he doesn't let up there'll be bruises on show. And she tries to subtly shift his arm with her elbow but to no avail.
"Oh, you do? Me I'm—" She tries to shift him again casting Jimin a heated cursory glance. "I'm good."
"Clearly," Jake drawls, motioning his hand to emphasise his point. "Look how beautiful you still are, we should definitely go out for something, you know— to catch up."
"Oh yeah, I—"
"Okay baby, we're going," Jimin chimes, upper lip curled and his nostrils flaring, finally having enough of this bullshit in front of him. But Y/N's none the wiser, she tilts her head towards him brows pulled in a frown.
"What?" She says, utter bemusement in her voice and it only serves to flare at his anger even more. "But we just got here, we haven't even eaten yet."
"Now."
"But—"
"Now Y/N," He grits out between clenched jaws, he knows if he stays any longer he'll do something he'll probably not regret but she will. "If I have to fucking repeat myself again, I swear to god you'll hate me."
"I—" Y/N clamps down on her teeth instantly, biting back the words she wants to say but she knows it'll only get her in more trouble with Jimin than she apparently already is, so she nods unwillingly.
"Fine." She swallows, feet tapping the marble floor. He's making her seem like a child and she's absolutely seething. "Bye Jake, it was nice seeing you, really."
Jake flits his eyes between Jimin who's glaring lasers into him and Y/N who's puffing her cheeks out with pursed lips. "Oh, Okay. I'll just take your number so I can—"
Jimin doesn't wait for him to finish his sentence before he's dragging Y/N out the store, and she's stumbling behind him trying to find grip on the concrete but it's damn near impossible.
"Fuck Jimin, could you—" She buckles again, her knees giving out as she almost falls to the floor but he's tugging her so hard he prevents her from doing so without realising. "—could you stop a second. What's wrong with you?"
Jimin scoffs deciding against pleasing her with an answer and instead jerks the back car door open, pushing her inside before slamming it close.
"What..."
Y/N crosses her arms, sinking herself down in the seat as she scrutinises the way Jimin stomps around the car, he's muttering to himself and she can just about make out the throbbing veins in his neck. She hates when he gets like this, so overcome by irrational jealousy that he starts taking it out on her. And she knows exactly where his heads at, every time he's pushing her into the backseat she knows what will happen next.
But she needs to reprimand him, tell him he can't get everything he fucking wants. "What was that?" She asks as soon as he's opening the door on the other side.
He clambers in, sitting right next to her. "What was what?"
"Don't play dumb Jimin—" She tries to shuffle away from him but he places a firm hand on her thigh keeping her in place. "—this was supposed to be a nice day for us."
Jimin shrugs. He's angry, really fucking angry. The type of angry that he's not going to shout at her or even argue, it's the type where he needs to fuck her and show her exactly how fucking pissed he is. And he'll wait a bit— wait a bit until she's said what she needs to say and let her think she's in control for a while. "It was— planned it to a tee and everything."
"Yeah, and now you've fucked it up with your, uncalled-for might I add, jealous act. Jakes's just a friend I used to know."
He scoffs. "For a friend, he was rather quick to point out your crush on him."
"Past crush," She emphasises. Though she knows Jimin's not listening to her. And he's doing that thing where he keeps eye contact but his gaze becomes glazed as if he's bored. She grumbles to herself. "You're so insufferable."
"Me?" Jimin's nose wrinkles in disbelief pulling her effortlessly by the smalls of her waist onto his lap. "I'm not the one flirting with someone else at our anniversary dinner."
"So now you're saying it's my fault?"
"Didn't say that."
Y/N inhales a deep breath and blows it out slowly. "God, you're fucking hilarious Jimin."
"You think so, baby?" He hikes her dress up, bunching the fabric above her hips as he guides her gently, her clothed core rocking steady on his growing hard-on. "Funnier than that Jack boy?"
"It's Jake," she corrects letting out a dry snort. "And I wasn't flirting with him, so this is pointless." She couldn't, even if she tried, she just can't. She just loves Jimin that much, even if he is a bit of a prick sometimes.
"Oh really— it looked like I was in your way, thought Jack was your boyfriend for a second."
"Jake." Y/N rakes her nails across his nape lightly, the coarse feel of his trousers against her core, igniting a fire at the bottom of her stomach. And she knows she's going to give him everything he wants even though he's going to disregard her every argument. "I was just about to introduce you to him as well."
"Oh yeah when," he says. "Before or after he fucked you in front of the whole restaurant."
"Oh that's— fuck, you're so—"
"Frustrating?"
Jimin nuzzles his face into her neck, a cocky smile curling on his mouth as he hovers over the surface of her skin. He knows he's got her, her shoulders are slumped and there's no urgency in her words anymore. "Good, because I'm fucking frustrated Y/N."
"Was gonna say annoying."
"Hmm." He tugs her underwear to the side, finger stroking languidly between her folds and she shudders inhaling sharply as he curses. She's already so wet and ready for him and it always boosts his ego, that his girl craves his touch. "That's not what you say when I'm fucking you."
He smooths his palms over her thighs patting the fleshy underside twice. "Now stop being naughty and take out daddy's cock—"
He's sucking the skin of her neck into his mouth, nibbling at the surface until there are blemishes of violet littering the expanse and it's making her feel so good that Y/N's following his orders without dispute.
She lifts herself up slightly, knees perched on the leather seats as she pops his trouser button open, zipping it down and hooking her fingers at the top lining of his boxers. He wriggles in his seat, helping her drag the clothing until it's pooling down at his ankles.
"—Want you to ride me first baby," he murmurs against her skin. "Show how much you want me and ride me like a good little slut. Think you can do that? Redeem yourself and be a good girl for daddy?"
His hardened cock stands straight against his stomach and her mouth waters at the sight, she wants him inside her mouth, sucking him off and making him feel good like she knows she can. But she also knows she can't do anything without permission, so she settles for nodding urgently, tongue skimming over her dry lips.
She encircles her fingers around the girth of his cock, guiding his tip between her wet folds, his pre-cum staining the surface as she lines him up with her entrance, hands clasping his shoulders when she sinks herself down on his cock.
"Fuck—" It's a slow-burning stretch against her walls, his cock filling her up bit by bit until he's bottomed out inside her and her teeth are digging harshly into her bottom lip. "God."
Jimin groans, his forehead resting against her collarbone and his hands on her hips keeping her idle as he wills himself to not blow his load too early. She feels so warm, snug and everything he's been yearning for since he woke up that it's almost overwhelming.
"Christ baby, you're cunts always so fucking good for me isn't it?" He tilts his head up capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, tongues moulding together heatedly and teeth clashing every so often as if they both can't get enough of each other. And it leaves them both dizzy with the shortness of air. "Go on baby, ride me slowly."
Y/N's bottom lip juts out in a pout, her brows knocking together in a deep set frown. She wants him to fuck her so badly, but he's got a habit of not giving her what she wants especially when he's like this. So she rises keenly, her torso leaning towards him until it's only the tip of him left inside her and she's bringing her hips down, burying his cock deep inside her again.
"Like this daddy?" She's taking her time as she grinds against him, hooking her arms around his neck for stability. The pace is excruciatingly slow, his length filling her up momentarily before feeling empty again and she finds herself like always whimpering pathetically for more.
Jimin smirks mockingly. Her eyes are locked close, head tipped back and lips quivering and he knows exactly what she wants. He knows how much she hates riding him, she always complains it's too much work for her and normally he doesn't make her do it. But, she needs to learn her lesson.
"Just like that baby." He yanks the fabric off her dress under her breasts, leaving damp sloppy kisses across her chest. "Look how pretty you are like this— think I should make you ride me every time." He grazes his hot tongue over her hardened buds, swirling around the area and she arches her back, hands behind his neck pulling his face closer to her breast instantly. "Just to see your tits bouncing like this for me."
"No, please—" He's making her beg and she'd almost feel it were pitiful if it weren't for the fact that she's aching to be taken by him, fast and mercilessly, the way that always has her throat raw from screaming. "—need daddy to— fuck— need daddy to fuck me hard."
Jimin's grinning smugly, she's so naturally submissive that even when she tries to fight it, she's always back to the same place, begging for his cock. "Really baby? Thought you wanted that Jake boy."
Tears prick at the corners of Y/N's eyes, her release tightly cooling like a spring in her lower stomach and it's close yet so far. "No, no— only want you fucking me, only love your thick cock."
"Fuck baby, you've got such a filthy mouth" He grunts, enjoying how slick with her juices his cock has become, disappearing inside her cunt deliciously. "Imagine Jake hearing you beg for me like that, he'll think you're a right little slut, won't he?"
"Uh-huh." She's getting really impatient now, rocking considerably faster against him but he's letting her, his palms splay over her ass cheeks supporting her actions. "But I'm only a slut for daddy— don't care about anyone else but daddy."
"God, you're such a good girl. I should treat you shouldn't I?"
It's a rhetorical question, Y/N knows it. And she knows not to answer or else he'll only prolong her suffering and she's not sure how much more she can take.
"Come on baby." He's lifting her off him by her legs, pushing her down onto the seat and Y/N has to throw her hands in front of her, sinking them into the seat with one of her legs perched up and the other finding footing in the floor. "I'm gonna fuck you senseless now, till you won't be able to walk— have your pussy proper throbbing for weeks."
"Fuck, yes please," She mewls desperately as he draws her panties down to her knees positioning himself behind her. And her body's visibly trembling in excitement. He's finally going to give her what she's been longing.
And Jimin knows there's nothing slow about his next course of action, he plunges himself into her without warning not giving her even a second to catch her breath before pounding into her unrelentingly.
"Fuck that's...God—"
Y/N won't ever tell him— not that he doesn't know already— but she loves when Jimin fucks her in the car, the barely tinted windows steaming up briskly, the stinging pain of the belt buckle digging into her knees and the slight stationary rattle their movements produce on the car, enough so, that passersby will know what kinds of ravenous things they're getting up to and she absolutely lives for it.
One of his hands clasp around her throat, tilting her head back skyward and his other fastens her arms tightly to her back as he drives into her, the surface of her ass sweltering red at the way their skin slaps together raucously.
"Shit baby, you've got such a greedy cunt," He mumbles, lips brushing over her jaw. Her walls are clamping around him ardently, sending blood buzzing straight to his ears and he can barely think straight. "Could fuck you all day if I could."
"God, that would be— would be really good." Y/N's short of breath, he's pummelling into her so voraciously, the pain's being drowned by the all-consuming bliss her body's feeling. She's clammy with sweat, tears trailing down her cheeks involuntarily and she can't imagine ever doing this with anyone else. No one else can fuck her like Jimin can, telling her he loves her and fucking her like he doesn't.
"Christ, you're all mine aren't you baby?" Jimin asks even though he knows the answer. But she looks so beautiful like this, completely bent at his will, whining like a slut— all for him. The sight is only his to enjoy and he revels in it.
"Yes," she rasps. "All yours.”
"Good."
The car's stuffy with the smell of sex, their constant grunts and moans filling the air and everything seems to be hitting Y/N all at once, Jimin's choking grip on her throat making her feel hazy, his cock straining against her walls as he drills into her with carnal determination. Her minds delirious drugged up on everything Jimin it has her screaming his name mutely, her eyes rolling back as she convulses in his arms.
"Jesus— fuck, you're gorgeous." Jimin's thrusts don't stop as she comes apart in his hold, he's impaling her responsive cunt, pulling her firmer against him as she tries to jerk away. He releases his hold on her throat, lowering her face into the cool leather as he curls his arm around her waist, his fingers reaching to rub over the smooth skin of her cunt aggressively.
"God." Y/N's so oversensitive now, she's sobbing into the seat, her face sticking to the surface and it's music to his ears. And before he knows it his movements are becoming sloppy and jerky. He stills inside her grunting her name as he reaches his own release, his seed spewing inside her and filling her cunt to the brim.
"Hmm, baby." He pulls out of her gently, collapsing back on the seat in a stupor, a complete contrast to his previous mannerisms when he lugs her flaccid body onto his lap, arms circling around her waist with her back pressed against his chest. "You good?"
Y/N hums mindlessly, her eyes struggling to stay open as her body relaxes to his touch. Their mixed juices are trickling out of her, pooling on his thighs crudely and it has him cursing at the mess they've made.
"Fuck, that's hot baby—" He brushes her tousled hair to the side, planting light kisses against her shoulders. "—I love you so much you know."
"Love you too."
Jimin chuckles. She sounds tired and drained her voice nothing but husky whispers. "Happy one-year anniversary Y/N."
"Jimin I can't believe you fucked me in your car on our anniversary," She says, tipping her head back onto his shoulder to look up at him. "Could have at least taken me to bed."
"Too far," he begins kissing her chastely on the forehead. "Plus, I need you to go back to the restaurant."
"What...Why?"
"Need you to tell that Jake boy something."
She tuts her teeth, attempting to hide the smile tugging at her lips. Jimin doesn't want her to tell him anything, he just wants to show her off and boast about how ruined she is; moist with sweat, his marks littering her skin and his cum leaking out of her. Fuck, she really wants to be his forever.
She purses her lips up at him and he doesn't keep her waiting, captivating her in a kiss that feels so right. And she knows no matter what the future holds, she's going to remember this moment for years to come, sitting in the back of his car, the sun setting in the sky around them as he holds her impossibly close breathing her in.
Jimin and Jungkook had been fighting because Kookie made a comment to you about how beautiful you looked at your birthday party and Jimin saw it as flirting. After dropping you home and then returning to the dorms, Jimin confronted Jungkook about the situation which ended up in them arguing with each other. Jimin was being protective over you. Jungkook believed he was only being friendly.
They both manage to cool down after a little while but sit in silence for a bit until Jungkook finally speaks up.
“Jimin hyung... I’m sorry. I didn’t know how it sounded. I really was just trying to be friendly..”
Jimin didn’t reply straight away. He just sat staring at the floor in front of him.
Jungkook looked up at him, waiting for him to speak. “Hyung..”
“It’s okay.” Jimin said finally. “I know you didn’t mean any harm.. im sorry I overreacted. I just.. I love her a lot and I’m always scared I’ll lose her to someone better because she’s so perfect.”
“Ah jiminie.. you dont have to be worried about that..” Jungkook comfortingly put his arm around jimins shoulders. “She loves you, you know that.”
hello!! i was wondering if you could help me find a fic i was in the middle of reading but i lost :(( it was a jungkook x jimin x reader and they were all roommates and jungkook and the ready were getting close to make jimin jealous??
Is it perhaps Making Him Jealous by @jiminniemouse? Please let me know c:
Summary: Yoongi re-watches BTS' 2014 MAMA performance against Block B and the moment Jimin rips his shirt off is the moment Yoongi feels his soul and his ability to breathe leave his body.
Or, the one where Yoongi can't stop thinking about how strong Jimin actually is and, for the first time in his life, wonders what it would feel like be pinned down by those muscular arms.
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