Ohmigod just got to finish Are You Sure? and I haven’t laughed so much in ages! I fell a little more in love with Jimin and Jungkook and can’t wait for the next episode.
Kinda don’t want to see what’s being said especially on Twitter.
Man those two are so entertaining. I love them love them love them!!!
Warnings: Jimin begging for a baby. Mentions of rape stuff. Virgin!Reader. Reader is waiting until marriage. Jimin having baby fever. This doesn't go how you think it does, folks..
Summary: After returning from your mission trip, you and Jimin finally settle back down into his apartment. What you hadn't known, is that he was wanting to add a certain something to this relationship.
A/n: had this idea. Thought about it. Wanted to write it. Don't think about the logic of it, k? This is just fiction anyways.
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Your butt sat on the edge of the couch, hand reaching atop Jimin's as you continue. "Jimin.. I just don't think our lives could handle a baby right now."
His head lowers, hand squeezing yours in return. "But- I'm really good with kids, Y/n! And we're not struggling financially and we just got back from the mission trip I think-"
You cut him off. "Jimin, I told you were going to wait until marriage to have sex." He shakes his head.
"Yes, you said sex. But this wouldn't be sex. It would be a baby." You chuckle,rolling your eyes back playfully.
"Where do you think babies come from!"
A smirk tugs his lips, teasing you. "By the stork, of course."
Your body falls back into the couch, snuggling up with it's comforting hug. Jimin joins you, pulling himself between your legs as he's faced down on his stomach. Chin resting on your belly for comfort. You'd been quite close for stuff like this, even I'd you hadn't had sex yet.
Youd decided a long time ago that abstinence had been the best birth control. The idea of having a baby the size of a grapefruit and bigger, pushed out and through your vagina had your legs clenching in fear. Not only that - you were terrified of throwing up. No, really. You hated it. Cried ever since you were little. You did everything you could to not have to throw up. So morning sickness? You don't take your chances.
You and jimin had been together for almost three years. You knew almost everything about one another, and then some. You'd grown so close, that you barely needed to speak sometimes. Just sharing an intense bond that no one else had. Like dancing gracefully to your favorite slow song, you and him were one.
Your hand comes down to tug gently at his recently dyed roots, a smile pressing your lips. His eyes drooped, pain fully expressed while his lips curled into a small pout.
"They have ways that you don't have to ever have sex, baby. Hell, i could just give you my sperm and- you know, there are lots of AMRYs that would gladly have my babies!"
That's it.
You stand up, arms flailing in the air. "Oh. They do?? Well why don't you just go and knock them up, huh! Fuck you and your baby fever, Jimin!"
His hand reaches out before you're able to walk away, pulling you back into his arms.
"No.. Y/n I'm so sorry I don't- I don't know what I was thinking.. please, sweetheart. I only want babies with you." His lips find the sweet spot along your neck, making you shudder. Pushing him away, you stand back up.
"Jimin, that's enough. No baby, and that's final."
..
ah, mother nature. A great sign that you had indeed escaped another month of a possible new family member. Well, not that it would've happened anyways. Jimin had backed off the subject over these few weeks. It made you feel a little bad for being so harsh with him. But he's not the one who'd be doing the birthing, the puking, the carrying, everything basically.
"Hey, Jimin could you bring me a tampon?" Hid body lightly stands, arms reaching up to pop his back before walking to the bathroom.
"Where are they?"
You shuffle around, pulling the soaked panties down your legs to kick them off. "I bought a new pack. They should be on the kitchen counter!"
He nods, walking into the kitchen for a few seconds. After some minutes pass by, he exclaims. "Found them!"
Shouldnt have taken him that lon-
"Ah, thank you-" he hands you one tampon.
Not just one tapon, no no.
One that was already opened.
Your eyebrow raises. "Jimin, did you open this?"
He nods, humming. "Mhm. I thought it'd be easier."
Something felt off about this.
Your hand slowly reaches out towards the little stick, taking it by the plastic peice. Then, you see it. A small drop of white substance blended with the tip. If you hadn't had your contacts in, you sure would've missed it. Your hand releases it quickly, as it drops to the floor.
"Jimin- did you CUM on my tampon!?"
..
How. How. The HELL.
You both sat on the beds edge. A silence prowling the room slowly, consuming every little sound until there had been nothing but an empty void of discussions you didn't want to have.
Tour bodies sat a foot apart from one another, both teetering on the edge. His knee bounces rapidly, as you try and contemplate what just happened.
He came on your tampon. He tried to get your pregnant, without your consent. HE CAME ON YOUR TAMPO-
"Y/n.." His voice had been just a bit higher in volume than a little door mouse. Shoulders slouched, as a frame of guilt trails his features. His hand reaches over to yours, but you pull away.
You couldn't think right now. You couldn't believe what he tried to do. What else had he done???
Your mind swarms with ever scenario he had been in with you. Handing you a pair of underwear after showering. Wearing HIS boxer briefs for comfort. Had he cum in those too?? What else had be been hiding from you?
"Y/n.. I'm sorry.."
Your head cranes, an ironic chuckle rolling past your lips. You didn't know how to feel. Angry? Scared? Horny?-
Wait.. where'd horny come from?
"W..Why would you do that, Jimin? When you know I told you specifically-"
"I know, I know.. it's just- maybe if you had no other choice-"
You stand abruptly. "No other choice?! Sounds awfully rape-y of you, Jimin." Your arms cross your chest, huffing in annoyance.
Jimin looks up, as you see stained tears fall down his cheeks. You immidiently bend at the knees, coming to cup both sides of his face. Voice a lot softer and nurturing. His hand tries to grab yours in comfort.
"I-I don't know why I did it, Y/n.. I just saw you with all those kids an-and.."
He couldn't even finish his sentence. His chest felt tight and sore, his throat dry, as he sniffs. Your arms come to wrap around his shoulders, sitting in his lap gently. Holding him as you sway the two of your side to side.
"Baby, it's okay.. I forgive you, Jimin. But please-"
His head looks up to meet your eyes. A somber twang pains your heart, as you say the words.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
(Pick me up) - Playing With Fire
Complete: Yes
Words: 164,081
Chapters: 30/30
Rating: Mature
Language: English
by: Priska in Archive of Our Own
Chapter 1 Our Summary: “I’m older, that makes me your hyung.” He explains as if it wasn’t obvious and jungkook has the audacity to actually look offended.
“But I’m an alpha and you’re an omega. Age doesn’t matter, I’m above you.”
Our
Love
Was
Swallowed
By
Flames
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
[If you want to know the Additional Tags of the entire work, I put it all down the tags]
[Last few tags are by yours truly, after the rating]
Other tag (because I already reached the maximum tags): #and SMUT, #Mating Cycles/In Heat, #maybe mentioned mpreg, #dubcon, #brief appearance of kino and e-dawn from pentagon, #kookmin, #dubcon / mentioned noncon, #taegi - Freeform, #this turned angsty real quick lol, #Mpreg
I really hope Jimin is never in the same place as this creepy ass dude. We all know this guy is doing it for attention but damn. He is basically a try hard sasaeng. Oh, and he is supposed to be on Dr. Phil tomorrow. I cannot wait for him to be ripped to shreds.