Starboy Pt. 1
Synopsis: There wasn’t much to think about once you saw his glowing blue undertone skin and the golden brown hair that could have easily resembled your hash browns from earlier that day. Much less could you prepare for the his strange sounds emitting from his mouth and how his coffee orbs seemed to be hypnotic.
Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Vulgar Language. Bit of Angst
Genre: Romance, Alien!Jimin, Sci-Fi
Word Count: 6,618
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Futurama is a piece of shit. It didn’t help you at all when this literal Starboy came crashing down in the local cemetery at night when you were there telling your parents good night.
“Sir, sir,” You were clearly beyond enraged at this point as you were trying very hard to not veer into oncoming traffic in the opposite lane to you but it was a bit of a challenge given that the man next to you in the passenger seat was trying desperately to rip the seat belt off of him.
“You do not understand, you retched imp!” He began to thrash against the seat. It was getting worse than when you had helped him out of the crater he had created in the cemetery. Much to your horror you had found him shouting, no, screeching in what seemed as horrid ear piercing octaves to the already exploded coffins he had hit, with decaying flesh all over him and bones as well.
“Stop doing that please or else there will be no way I can help you at all.” You breathed out through your clenched teeth. He stopped momentarily with fragments of the graying skin, evident that what you had previously seen was no nightmare but in fact a reality, still decorating him through out as he turned to you oddly.
“I am the Prince of Aquerio, and if you do so much as even breathe near me, which you quite have, swine,” He sneered at you, leaving you utterly surprised. But you continued to drive, wondering why the hell you had ever gone to see what had caused the tremor in the graveyard and actually pulled out what seems like a Hollywood zombie, instead of running away like any sane person would. “I will have you executed in such a horrid fashion!” You rolled your eyes.
“Listen here, Prince of the Undead,” Your eyes never left the road. “You reek of death, I’m going to have to have Taehyung clean this car thoroughly tomorrow even if he wants to throw a tantrum, but I am trying to help you out so please, stay still. I’m almost home.” The man was actually rather tall but shift his upper body back to facing the front window.
“But how ma-”
“God! Where is your off button!?”
“You brought what?” Taehyung was unfazed by the slivers of obvious rotten flesh adoring the man you had brought home.
“A hook up.” You pulled the man away from Taehyung who was giving him a rather intent glare.
“Are you attracted to serial killers, (Y/N)?” He didn’t care that you had once brought home a pot head who made the house stink of weed for a week, because he knew it wasn’t his place to tell you who you could or couldn’t fuck. He wasn’t in Korea anymore, he couldn’t tell you, despite being younger, what to do. He had tried once and that earned him a spot on the couch for a few nights despite the two of you having your own rooms. So he didn’t want to bat an eye at this strange new kink you had, because if anything he was sure you would ask your one night stand to kill him next.
“He isn’t a serial killer.” You sighed as you let go of the man’s arm who was still in the same spot, planted on the red circle carpet that was set in the middle of the titled living room because the floor was cold at night and a red circle carpet was all the two of you could afford for the moment.
“(Y/N), he’s glowing blue now.” Taehyung got closer to inspect this blue glow murmuring underneath the visible skin that wasn’t contaminated. The man watched as the human who had brought him to her habitation, turned and pull her partner back by the back of his sweater in terror.
“I found him in a crater that he created back in the cemetery when I was telling my parents good night! There was this blinding light overhead and it felt like the earth was breaking under my feet so I went to go see what it was and I find this guy with dead people stuff all over him and fragments of metal all over! Taehyung, I’m sorry!”
“Oh my god, is he an alien?” Tae smiled his beautiful signature smile that always got him off easy, even if it was speeding in school zones because no one could resist the strange rectangle smile that would adorn his flustered face.
“Is that seriously all you took from this?” The man was now staring at the male that the screaming female called, “Taehyung”. He was rather quite tall, compared to the short obnoxious female. The male had very bright brown hair that was long as well as shaggy, making him appear almost like a strange creature with large brown floppy like things one either side of his cranium.
“Hey man, where are you from?” Did they not have any proper manners? Why would this inferior address him so nonchalantly?
“You will not refer to myself as ‘Man’, I am the Prince of Aquerio and as such, you must from here on out until the last day you live, address me properly or else be executed.” Taehyung blinked.
“What’s your name, Prince of Aquerio?” Y/N groaned at her roommate.
“Don’t encourage him!” The, well alien, turned to you.
“I am Prince Deukos.” Taehyung whistled at that.
“You sure, man?” Before Deukos could stare him down, Tae corrected himself. “Prince Deukos of Aquerio? Because you have the same eye shape as I do.” You got closer to the lunatic in your living room, pushed his golden coffee hair away from his eyes which caused him to grip your wrist very tightly.
“Let go of me, oh he does, hey.” You pushed him off you but this didn’t cause him to loosen his iron grip on your wrist. “You’re Asian, right?” This caused Deukos to let go of you and had on his face plastered a look of utter confusion.
“Is that you asking me for mercy?” Taehyung got really into his face and even held Deukos’ cheeks.
“You could be Korean. I think you have amnesia from your fall or crater making hobby.” Taehyung turned to you as you cradled your bruised wrist into your chest. “We could be like cousins or something, huh?” You nodded as you tried to roll your wrist. “Jimin. It’s Korean and it’s a fitting name.” Taehyung let go of the Prince’s face who wasn’t actually any bit bothered by the other male’s actions, if anything it made him feel.. warm. No one ever touched him so gently. You had pulled him out harshly from the ditch and pulled him around very rudely ever since.
“Okay, well I need to go get him washed up and put into bed now so say goodbye to your cousin.” Taehyung smiled at Jimin, bidding him a good night before disappearing into the hall way.
“Are you quite alright there?” Jimin watched you wearily as you kept rubbing your wrist between your other hand. You had brought him clothes that Taehyung had left in your room along with fresh underwear from the dryer (Tae had forgotten to take it out this morning) and some socks as well. The clothes were neatly folded on top of the counter of the washroom.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m going to go to my room now and if you need anything, just yell and I’ll come by. I have homework I need to finish tonight or else, I’m dead tomorrow.” You sighed, giving the bewildered stricken boy a smile before closing the door.
Jimin couldn’t concentrate on properly washing himself in the familiar clear liquid as he remembered what you had said about dying the next day if you did not complete your assignments for home. Although he did not like you at all, granted, it was you that had saved his life and brought him to your nest, where he met your partner who took a fondingness to him immediately. How peculiar, thought Jimin, that your mate did not get angry at the sight of another male with you, let alone in your habitation. He had been told about avoiding this planet since the life forms in it were extremely sensitive and susceptible to destroying themselves out of fear and confusion, but it wasn’t like that with you or Taehyung. You two were beyond fearless. But now, you were going to die when the planet completed its full turn on its axis. Jimin drained the tub, he had no actual problem figuring out everything around your home given that it was logical as well as self explanatory. He had dressed himself as well, and decided to explore his new surroundings.
By the time he had completed his exploration of the entire home, Taehyung who was his self proclaimed cousin, stumbled into him in a sleepy faze.
“Oh shit!” The male grabbed onto Jimin’s shoulder as he bent over, breathing hard. His ticker seemed too beat a little too much.
“Are you okay?” Jimin placed a hand over the male’s enormous hand which seemed to completely engulf his shoulder.
“You made me shit bricks right now, bro.” Taehyung’s body shook with laughter as he breathed out in relief. Shit bricks? Jimin looked at the ground beneath Taehyungs’ bare feet which were also big. There wasn’t bricks there.
“You did not shit bricks, I do not see them, bro.” He added awkwardly.
Taehyung stood up, and gave his shorter counterpart a smile.
“It’s an expression, meaning it’s not real but signifies that you scared me to the point where I felt my stomach drop.” Jimin’s mouth formed a small perfect O.
“Well, you must go on your way now, cousin Taehyung. I am to check on (Y/N).” Taehyung let go of Jimin’s shoulder.
“Yeah, I’m going to the bathroom and it’s 2 A.M. so she might be reading or actually finishing her homework by now.” Tae began to walk away from the alien but soon stopped. “Hey, have you slept yet? Do you know where you are going to even sleep?”
“I am more concerned about your mate who revealed she would die by sunrise.” Jimin left, leaving Taehyung shrugging as he made his way into the bathroom. Surprisingly, their alien guest had left the bathroom very clean, leaving no trace that he the embodiment of a zombie from The Walking Dead when he had first arrived and entered the bathroom. Jimin wasn’t so bad if he actually cleaned after himself despite his previous outbursts of rage saying how he was Prince of some kingdom, maybe even planet.
Taehyung wasn’t ready for the following morning, much less for a screaming glowing blue alien who had shot into his room.
“SHE HAS DIED! TAEHYUNG, (Y/N) HAS DIED!” Tae groaned as he sat up on his bed, eyes still shut closed.
“Man,” He groggily said as he pulled the blanket further up on his bare torso, “what is it?”
“YOUR MATE HAS DIED! SHE HAD TRUSTED IN ME THE PREVIOUS NIGHT THAT IF SHE DID NOT FINISH HER HOMEWORK TODAY SHE WOULD DIE!” TaeTae simply fell to the side into his bed from exhaustion.
“She didn’t finish?” He didn’t try to correct his cousin, it was far too mentally draining.
“WHEN I HAD WALKED INTO HER ROOM, SHE WAS JUST LIKE HOW YOU ARE RIGHT NOW BUT AT 2 A.M. SO I TOOK IT UPON MYSELF TO DO HER ORGANIC CHEMISTRY NOTES FROM THE BOOK SHE HAD NEXT TO HER BUT WHEN I HAD COME BACK AFTER SUNRISE, SHE WAS DEAD!” Jimin got on Tae’s bed and pulled the cover away as he then grabbed Tae’s arm and pulled him up. “YOU MUST COME SEE HER!” Tae groaned deeply as he decided to just go with it so the sooner this was over, the sooner he could go back to sleep. He trotted begrudgingly behind the alien who was pulling him down the hall and into Y/N’s room.
You were dead asleep, with your cheek touching the glass desk table you had in your room, slummed over in your seat.
True to his word, right next to you was the pile of fly away papers filled with notes and the textbook closed on the other side of you.
Taehyung rubbed his eyes and sighed.
“She’s just asleep.” Jimin looked at him with shock.
“But I have tried to awaken her but she is really dead!” Taehyung crouched next to you, and proceeded to poke his finger between your ribs which caused you to shift.
Jimin was appalled.
“DID YOU BRING HER BACK?!” Tae continued to dig his fingers into your side as you were now whining and moving around. “YOU MUST BE A GOD OF SOME SORT OR HAVE VAST SCIENTIFIC KNOWLEDGE!”
“Stop yelling please, babe.” You groaned into the table, swatting Tae’s hand away. He stood up, giving the alien a smile.
“Bro, what did I tell you about taking things too literal?” He clapped his hand on Jimin’s back as he made his way back to his room.
“I’m fucked.” Jimin saw you stretch and sit up straight in your seat, with your eyes seeming to be glued shut.
“Why do you say that?”
“I didn’t finish my homework last night, I need to take it to class at 10:30.” You finally opened your eyes, just to see the text book shut and dozen of notes plied up neatly besides you. How did this happen? You had no memory of actually finishing the previous night.
“I really did believe you would die, had you not finished said homework last night before the sun caressed this side of the Earth so I took the liberty to finish it given that-” You were giving him a very strange look that was scaring him a bit. Maybe you were angry he had done this for you. “-you did save my life and I simply do not like being in debt with anyone. A life for a life.” He was now very scared, unable to decipher your facial expressions.
You were in love.
“Can I call you Stitch?” Was this a human way of insulting?
“I beg your pardon?”
“Mr. Le Roux?” Your physics professor turned around as the classroom began to empty.
“Yes, Miss (L/N)?” You didn’t know why you had actually called for him.
“Could I T.A. for you?” To say he was surprised was a complete understatement.
“Y-yes of course! What for, if I may ask?”
“I’m writing an alien story for my creative writing class and I am very interested as well in the quantum theory aspect of physics too.” Mr. Le Roux smiled at you as took off his glasses and proceeded to clean them with the hem of his black dress shirt. Mr. Le Roux was beyond handsome, not hot, he was just really handsome despite being in his late 40′s. He had a full set of dreamy like hair and the apparent wrinkles on his eyes that you could call, happy lines, just added to his charm.
“Sure,” He closed his glasses and placed them in his breast pocket. “We could study that apart as well.”
“Now what we do here, is clean and wash clothes.” Taehyung had been teaching Jimin all day where everything was and went in the house. Taehyung was a scrub nurse who was on call. He had done his associate degree for it at the age of 19 and because he was a male and had the highest grades, he had gotten great scholarships and grants as well as completed two years of supervised clinical practice in a hospital. It was his first year as an official surgical nurse and he had already seen so many more things than young people at his age see while travelling. And to be honest, he loved it more than anything.
Jimin loved his new cousin. The guy was funny and very energetic, he could feel them forming a wonderful relationship. It made him feel at ease, and not as if he were million of light years away from his home and his family.
“If (Y/N) had school, and you assist people cut others open to rearrange their internal organs to make them better, why is she still there and you are already working?” Tae leaned back into the dryer.
“I only had to do a program that offered me to finish my classes in two years while (Y/N)’s profession is something that requires more experience and schooling so she is more than prepared.” Jimin jumped onto the washing machine next to the dryer.
“Is she going to be queen?” The only reason why people in his planet took so much time in school was if they were going to step up into some sort of noble title.
Tae laughed as the deep octaves of his laugh danced around the room.
“Sure, she wishes.”
“Honey, I’m home!” Jimin was very puzzled. He was sure you could be Queen, a very rude one probably but still a queen since you did save him. Taehyung patted his thigh before going off to greet Y/N.
Jimin jumped off the machine and followed behind.
You were very nice he decided. You had cooked for him something you called creamy chicken fettuccine pasta which he was hesitant to taste at first since it was foreign to him but after the first bite he took, it was so good, he felt like he was going to explode. He had also noted that you seemed to like to touch him a lot as well as your mate Taehyung who was also very touchy with you as well as himself. There were times he wondered if this was something just humans did. Taehyung had received a message from his device and quickly bid him goodbye before hugging Y/N who swatted him away.
“Who communicated with him?” Jimin watched as you were bent over the arm of the couch, trying to reach the remote control of the TV while he himself was seated next to you, rather next to your ass (Taehyung called that part of the body ass while he had fallen) that was in his face. Is this how humans asked for relations?
“He just got paged for surgery,” You huffed as you tried to push your lower body further down into the floor to reach the control, praying you wouldn’t be too far from the couch and end up falling onto your face. “He’ll be back in like 6 hours the least.” This was extremely more hard to do than getting up and retrieving the remote yourself. You were determined to show Jimin the movie Lilo and Stitch so he could understand that he was your literal angel that fell from the sky and saved you today.
But it was clear that the alien had other plans.
Just when you felt you were going to fall into the carpet, you felt two strong hands grip your hips and pull you back.
“Okay.” Jimin’s hot breath grazed the back of your leggings and hit you right on one of your cheeks, sending a blush to your face and a shot through your lower stomach and straight into your core. He continued to pull you back until he finally sat you on his lap causing you to straighten your upper body in shock.
“Oh my,” There was no denying that such a simple act had now caused you to become extremely aroused. You tried to not shift as you felt your clit begin to puff up and how easily your lower lips moved due to the natural, sweet lubrication you were leaking.
You were soaking wet.
What made it worse was that you had no panties on so if you continued to remember how it felt when Jimin had practically breathed onto your ass, you would soak through and right into his jeans. This was suppose to be a cute moment. You introducing him to how children’s movies are the best thing ever but it was spoiled. Literally.
“Are you fine?” Jimin felt you squirm around in his lap as the scent of you got strange and very sweet.
“I’m going to my room.” He sensed you were embarrassed. By why? Were you not allowed to be alone with him?
“Is Taehyung your mate?” It had to be that. Jimin felt awful to realize that he had just embarrassed you by acting extremely forward with you even though you were probably being courted by his cousin.
"God no." You felt something very hard and thick under you suddenly.
"I thought he was." Jimin's voice seemed to have gotten an octave lower.
"N-no, he's just my roommate who I split bills with." He hummed as if he were thinking. "I need to go." Just when you were about to get up, he hugged your waist.
"To be quite frank, I have never been in your form before and what I am feeling at the moment feels very," Jimin didn't mean to keep you in place but something within him caused it to happen. "Weird."
"In my form?" He placed his chin on your shoulder.
"Yes. My people can camouflage once we are near the atmosphere of different planets, into the natural offsprings of the planet but we still feel our true selves deep inside when we feel threatened." You didn't understand how exactly you could be still while feeling him.
"Do you fuck the women when you invade their planet?" The statement had just escaped you. Jimin pressed you into his chest however.
"I am a Prince. The females of my planet throw themselves at me," He growled as he spoke menacingly into your neck, giving you chills. "I do not need to fuck inferior females." If anything, his degrading words made you throb, causing an estranged whine to escape you. "You want me to take you, do you not?" He placed his hand on your throat, his fingers gripping the bottom of your jaw and chin as his palm was flat against your neck.
"Y-yes." How long was it since you had sex? School was so stressful and despite reading, bath bombs, candles, and the piano music that was suppose to aide you, it never quite worked like sex. But it wasn't always that great, it was more of a self effort to make yourself cum. Taehyung always avoided you when you were beyond horny and stressed, spending even the night at the hospital. But here you had Jimin. Someone who was nearly choking and griping your lower face hard.
"You could never be enough." His other hand lowered into your sweats, where he felt the very smooth skin of your lower stomach and the soft skin between your hips. "Are all females of your planet this soft? Oh, are you wet?" He was surprised to feel how the anatomy was of a female on your planet. The inside of what seemed to be a soft, warm crevasse was adorned with a warm liquid as well that seem to coat his fingers. He felt how your heart began to beat faster and how your breathing increased as well. The blood in your body was rushing to where his hand was.
"F-f-fuck," He loved the sound of your whines. "P-please touch me." Jimin didn't need to be told twice.
"Could you lean on the side of the couch again?" He whispered to you as you began to rock yourself against his curious hand.
"Mhm." The high pitched whimper was sent straight into his core. He had never experienced such a feeling before. It was intense and almost made him whimper as well.
You pulled yourself off his lap and leaned into the arm of the couch, your lower body was up and in his face again.
"Pull my leggings down." He hooked his fingers in either side of the leggings and slowly pulled them down.
Jimin was in awe. The more he pulled them down, the more you seemed to be making sounds.
"You are glistening. I have never witness such a beautiful sight." You purred at his compliment.
Jimin was curious as how to touch you. He carefully pressed a finger on your swollen lips and clit, earning a loud moan from you. He quickly pulled his finger away.
"No, please don't stop." Jimin nodded as he pressed his ring finger into the leaking hole, feeling its soft and warm walls contract against his finger, almost hugging him tightly. With his other hand, he rubbed the liquid you had running down your thighs into your skin, his face now closer.
"You must be a Princess." Your heart burst.
"I'm not." He ignored you as he began to slowly pull out his finger and felt you push your hips back onto him, so he sunk his finger back in. "You're suppose to finger me, baby." Baby. That felt like a very nice word.
"How do I finger you?" You reached back, grabbing his wrist and pulling in and out his finger, allowing yourself to release shallow breaths. "You look so good using my hand like that. The purple on your skin looks beautiful as well." You felt dirty and utterly shameless but it was so amazing. You ignored the soaring pain in your bruised wrist as you continued to use his hand as a toy for your pleasure. He quickly inserted his middle finger, relinquishing the feeling of how you felt. Jimin felt himself grow tighter in his constricting jeans as it started to hurt but seeing how you were fingering your coated hole with his hand made him ignore the pain.
"Get c-closer." Jimin scoot closer, seeing how your body worked this much closer made his mouth water. He felt this sudden deep animalistic urge to bite the soft flesh of your ass.
"May I bite you?"
"T-touch m-my clit." He looked at you and began to touch everything which made you squeal and it wasn't until he touched your clit that you began to cry his name out.
"I apologize." He was about to pull away when you pressed further back which resulted in you pressing into his face. He pulled his fingers out, and sunk his teeth into one of your swollen lips.
"J-J-jhhhhh," There was no denying that the sounds you were making were music to him. He pressed his tongue flat against your clit as his nose was pressed into your lips. He was in love with how you were screaming and thrashing. Your knuckles were white as you gripped the pillows of the couch, your face pressed into them hard. Jimin was sucking on your clit as he reached into you with his fingers, caressing your walls causing them to grip him. God, how can someone be so good at giving you this much attention and not wanting to be given attention themselves?
"Do you like this?" He moved his tongue into you as he began to work with his fingers. Goodness, who knew humans tasted this fucking good? Jimin couldn't stop himself, he was desperately lapping you up and turned into a whining mess. He needed to stay like this forever until he had taken the last drip that tasted of you.
You were worked into a fury. There was no way you would last long if he kept this up as you felt your lower stomach build up tension with your eyes rolling back.
Jimin quickly undid his jeans, pulling them down as well as his underwear, feeling himself freed and a lot better but the taste of you and the sounds you were making made his cock throb angrily. He had to be in you, he had to, it was the only way he would feel better.
You cried out as you felt him pull away, feeling the cool air caress your hot core.
It wasn't until you felt the couch shift from under you and felt Jimin's hands on your hips that you then felt him press the head of his dick on your clit.
"Pleeeeaaasse," He had so much control over you, it was adding to his ego.
"What do you want from me, you useless human?" He continued to press himself against your clit, rubbing his head against it as you pressed yourself back into him.
"Please fuck me," You were on the verge of tears.
"I told you already that I do not fuck inferior beings." He teasingly positioned himself into your hole, giving you shallow thrusts. "I would just have you, and then dispose of you because you are not good enough."
"What makes you think you're even good enough for me?" You challenged back.
You felt him push himself into you hard, splitting you in half. He gripped your hair into his fist and pulled you back on to him. You were getting savagely fucked by this alien who was spatting out growls that were beyond terrifying as well as hot that you welcomed the pain. He filled you completely, it was so good that you began to move your hips to his harsh thrusts.
But Jimin wasn’t having it.
“Down!” He pressed a hand down hard on your lower back, causing your belly button to kiss the couch as your ass was high up for him to spank violently at as he continued to hit his dick in a very sensitive spot that the angle was giving him.
You had never been treated like this, so primeval and yet so carefully at the same time.
Jimin let go of your hair, leaned down to lick the back of your ear and bite down on your neck which caused you to mewl loudly as tears leaked from the corners of your eyes from the intense pleasure washing all over you. He was determined to leave more shades of purple on you just like the one he had adoring your wrist. The familiar tension building up in your lower stomach resurfaced, far more present than before.
“M-my cli-clit,” You choked into the couch. Jimin quickly pressed his finger roughly onto your pearl, touching it so sweetly as well as rubbing it senselessly as he felt your walls tighten around him, leaving him breathless.
“My Princess,” He whimpered into your back. “I want you to feel good.” You began to sob from how he was angling his hips into you, greedily hitting your g-spot with much more force. There was no way you would be alive after all this.
Just then, you felt something behind your eyes crack, causing blinding white lights to explode and the tension of your lower stomach break. The high that followed was one worthy of a strong drug trip.
At the feeling of how your walls compulsing on his dick, Jimin felt this sense of euphoria and wonder go all through him as he felt himself release a warm liquid in deeply within you, bringing him to collapse onto you but his fingers never stopped rubbing your clit which helped you chase your high.
“J-Jimin, it hurts.” You were overstimulated from his fingers abusing your clit, causing you to move around a bit.
“I am sorry.” He panted before bringing his hand to your back, where he stoked and felt how the skin of your back was so soft and smooth, leaving him in wonder at how you were just soft all over.
He rolled off of you and instead, next to you on the couch, on his side. You could feel his russet eyes on you but you were too tired to open your eyes.
Little did you know that Jimin was actually admiring your face and body. He couldn't help but to rub your shoulder blade in such tenderness. He began to trail his hand down the slope of your back, his finger drawing little symbols over the silky skin. He noticed you were leaking fluids from the earlier activity the two of you shared so he sat up, pulling his shirt from the back of the neck, making it come off and proceeded to wipe you clean, watching as how the liquid he had released in you came out white. It was a satisfying feeling for him to see such a sight. Back in his planet, it was actually the females who would mark the males to signify there were together after their intercourse which was a bit different from human intercourse. But maybe in your planet, having his fluid leak from you meant that you were his for the taking. He had just beat Taehyung to it.
“Admiring your work?” You were watching him with the slight turn of your head to see how he looked at his cum drip from out of you. “Don’t worry, I’m on the shot although I don’t know how effective it is against alien semen but if it’s dangerous enough to give me bone cancer after a few years, it should be lethal enough to prevent a pregnancy.” Pregnancy?
“Oh.” You watch him throw the shirt away, landing on the counter of the coffee table in the middle of the living room. It was your turn to sit up now. Jimin scoot a bit away so you could fit.
“Did you mean what you said?” Why were you bringing this up?
Jimin looked at you momentarily and then back to where he was once physically connected to you. He didn’t want to admit that saving him that night, had caused him to be attracted to you in a way that he deeply loathed since you were quite detestable in itself but now, he felt very strange.
“I must go wash myself, I believe you must as well.” He didn’t look back at you as he got off the couch and trotted almost mindlessly into the bathroom.
What a strange alien.
“First of all, why would you fuck my roommate?” Tae had arrived at 1 A.M. and was pleasantly surprised that Jimin was waiting for him at the door, greeting him. They were currently in his room playing Halo. Jimin had a difficult time grasping the concept of him killing strange life forms even if it were fake.
“It was quite spontaneous, I did not plan on it although I cannot say the same as for her.” He heard Tae sighed deeply as he shot another alien in the game, startling Jimin.
“We don’t fuck our roommates because that causes all sorts of weird stuff and problems. It’s unhealthy too since she fucks anyone on the weekends so if you caught feelings, they’re going to hurt.”
“Caught feelings? Is that a disease?” Tae hummed approvingly to his cousin.
“A very deadly one at that.” Oh dear, now Jimin was going to die.
Tae quickly paused the game as soon as he caught a glimpse of Jimin’s face as it contoured into panic ad the blue murmur under his skin seem to brighten.
“I am going to die from this?” He pointed to his obnoxious heart that was beating out of control.
“Hey, hey,” Tae pulled the controller out of the other male’s hands and set it on the bed. “What did we say about being too keen on taking thing literal?”
“I am sorry.” Jimin closed his eyes as he to slow his breathing.
“Hey- oh.” Y/N had opened the door with a smile which quickly ceased when she saw Jimin seated in bed next to Taehyung who still had his controller in his hands.
“Yeah, what’s up?” Tae didn’t want to be caught in the middle of this awkward fucking-then-feelings-occurring-nonsense.
“I can just come back later when-”
“Oh my fucking, you’re already here. Might as well.” You leaned into the door frame and Jimin couldn’t help but admire the curves of your body. He had never found such a thing so appetizing.
“Sarah is here even though it’s fucking 3 A.M and she brought your stupid squad. I guess it was free idiots’ night at some club.” You rolled your eyes. It wasn’t that you hated Bangtan. Why they had such a stupid name, you would never know. But it was just that Seokjin and Yoongi were always trying to pursue something with you and you could not deny that you really wanted them both but it was an unsaid rule between you and Tae where you couldn’t fuck his friends just like he couldn't fuck yours.
"Why is Sarah with then?" Tae felt like throwing a tantrum. Y/N and him were both a bit unaware of Jimin as they were lost in their conversation of a squad and Sarah.
"Just come. She's probably making out with Namjoon at this point." Tae quickly stood up, mouthing a "come with me" to his cousin as he walked past Y/N who suddenly shift her eyes onto Jimin.
"I will not dispose of you." He spoke in a hush voice. "And you were quite correct earlier about it being myself that was not enough for you." The shy alien hugged his knees to his chest, not daring to look at you.
You sighed, walking to the bed and sat on the end of it, looking at the alien who was avoiding your eyes.
"What makes you say that?" He finally raised his russet eyes to meet you.
"Because it is quite clear to me that you do not like me, and what I had said earlier about you being a Princess, that I meant.” You couldn’t really move. You wanted to sit next to him and not at the end of the bed, expressing to him that you did like him, just not as how he probably felt since he kept referring to you during sex as Princess. “You do not have to say anything to me.” He climbed off the bed and stood there, looking away, feeling ashamed. “I am quite aware that it is not something possible either way given that we do not belong in each others’ planet.” It was almost as if he were saying goodbye to you. “The silence you are giving me in response to my confession is one that is very loud.” He chuckled dryly. “It is a silence of not replicating my inner desires and needs.” Jimin finally looked up at you. “I thank you for everything but it would be best if I do not stay here a minute longer and return to Aquerio where I am to fulfill my duties.”
“You can’t go.” You finally found your voice. “I’m sorry I let this get out of control. I didn’t know that what we did earlier would have caused you to believe-” He felt a sharp pang to his heart. Believe? “that we could have had something. I’m sorry.”
“This-” Tae was cut short as Jimin gave him a weak smile before walking out of the room, past the drunk line of friends who were too intoxicated to make out the fuzzy image in their vision was actually a person. “What did you do?” Tae demanded as you scurried after the alien. But it was then that Jin threw himself on you, blocking your way to go after Jimin.
“Heeeeeeeyyyy,” He tried to say your name but it came out in a slurred mess of an attempt.
“Jin, please let me go.” Jimin had turned left, disappearing from the hallway. “Taehyung-ie get your friend off me!” It was actually Yoongi that pulled Jin off of you but before he could give you a snarky remark, you had ran into the direction that Jimin had disappeared in.
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