⇢ Word Count | idk man, it’s going to be a long one
⇢ Summary | Everything you have done has always been about surviving life and raising your child on your own. Having someone else caring about you was the last thing you had expected. Especially when that someone is the same man you have watched performing every night on stage and secretly admired. But will he run the moment he finds out about your little secret waiting at home?
⇢ Estimated posting date | sometime this week, hopefully
⇢ Synopsis
“Fuck,” he breathes out after you finally manage to pull away from each other, despite reluctantly.
“I missed you,” he whispers. “Please go out with me. Even if it’s just for one night, baby. I can’t stop thinking about you after that last time.”
Neither could you. But you choose to say nothing about it as you have done so for weeks after that one night you shared with him.
“Let me show you how good we could be together. If even then I still can’t convince you to be with me, only then will I stop trying and leave you alone.”
You bite the insides of your cheeks, holding back from saying the word, ‘Yes’, that is already hanging at the tip of your tongue. With a long sigh, you open your mouth, ready to give in when every part of you is starting to feel tired of fighting it, to fight this pull that you feel whenever you are with him. The same attraction that had pulled you into his bed that one night and had only been getting even stronger ever since.
But right the moment you close your eyes, you are reminded to the one little secret waiting for you back home. The one single thing you treasure most in your life and yet you still kept hidden from the world, from him, and your fear returns. The same fear that had you running off from his place the morning after spending the night in his bed before he woke up to greet you with his lovely kisses.
Pressing both palms against his chest, you gently push him away, even if you have to hold back the pain in your chest that comes the moment you are apart.
“Jimin,” you start, raising your eyes to meet his hopeful ones, and your chest tightens. In the end, you cannot find it in you to say no. “I—I’ll think about it.”
The look he is giving you in return for your answer is one that you are unable to read. His eyes look cold for a brief moment, before his lips curl into a small, hollow smile. “Right. Okay,” he says with a whisper, as if he is trying to hide the strain hanging in his voice. “At least it’s not a no,” he quickly adds, forcing a smile as he speaks, even if his own eyes are betraying him.
Before you could manage to say a thing, he leans down and kisses your temple, hiding his disappointment away from you. “Drive safely,” he whispers, moments before letting you go.
After giving him a quick nod, you manage to slip into the driver’s seat while avoiding his gaze, feeling the urge to be as far as possible from him before you finally give in completely to the rushing heat in your body which keeps calling for him. Even if you can still feel the electric tingles on your body where it was pressed against his and on your skin where he had touched, nor the small sparks that are dancing across your lips where he had laid his kisses to.
It would be a complete lie to say that you cannot enjoy the feeling, which becomes the more reason why you need to stay away.
As you pull away from the parking lot, leaving him standing there beside his car with his eyes following you, you start feeling like you are breaking apart, like the pieces of you that had been awakened slowly dies down again, bits by painful bits. The moment you look up at the rearview mirror it, you instantly regret it when you see the look he is giving you. It takes everything in you not to drive back and run to him, to hold him, to wipe away the pained look you see sparkling from those bright, beautiful eyes of him as he watches you getting further away from him.
listen up my hoes. my boy stripper!jimin isn’t a cheap hoe. he an expensive one. he works in a very high end club; only for the higher upperclassmen. business men, lawyers, surgeons, you name it. they’re there. and the most abundant clients—the daughters of these higher uppers looking for a good fucc. and not so surprisingly, jimin is their target. he has it all really; luscious lips, perfectly sculpted body, the charisma, the beauty, the moves! he’s the embodiment of sex for most of them. they’ve been thirsting for a taste of him for, just wanting to get their hands on his fine ass; but he’s made it clear he’s off limits. every sexual advance on their behalf is bLOCKED. and on a couple occasions, he’s,,,how do say,,,gave them a lil show just to tease. like when ur around and they’re too, he’s all abt showing u off. full tongue and teeth make out sessions, groping ur body, eye fucking u. he’s very sure he’s left them with something to get off to. cause u know. he’s a loyal one.
last summer i read this amazing jimin stripper!au where the reader was running away from her bf and parents and started working in jimin’s strip club and i can’t find it anymore but i NEED to re-read it - does ANYONE know which one i mean and who wrote it?
Kookie tries to wipe his sweaty palms against his jeans surreptitiously.
“Yeah.”
“Do you know the rules for a lap dance?”
“Hands off?” he almost whispers, wondering if this is just a drunken dream, if all memories of this beautiful boy will disperse like mist come morning.
“Hands off. Yours, at least,” the boy answers slyly, still swaying seductively, his palms running lazily over his own body.
OR
The one where Jungkook gets a birthday lap dance from the most beautiful boy he's ever laid eyes on, only to meet him again sooner than expected and under less than ideal circumstances.
**Notes: Because of the summary I thought this was something I had read already (but it isn’t guys iT ISN’T), but this fic right here, THIS FIC... everyone should read it. And it’s spicy yet vanilla which is a breath of fresh air. Go have a slice of this pie guys. It won’t disappoint.
summary : "You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole."
Jeon Jeongguk's, a successful underground fighter, life collides with the damaged, vulnerable stripper Park Jimin who needs training on how to fight and defend himself against his clients. Jeongguk is the perfect candidate for the job.
yesterday I finished reading the glorious and gorgeous and amazing af jikook au fic Tastes like victory ♡
and i HAD to do something to celebrate, because it is freaking beautiful, well written and it gave me so many emotions, I cried, I laughed, it was a roller coaster of emotions and I can’t thank enough the writer for this story, so please go read it because it’s a fucking masterpiece ♡
"You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole."
Jeon Jeongguk's, a successful underground fighter, life collides with the damaged, vulnerable stripper Park Jimin who needs training on how to fight and defend himself against his clients. Jeongguk is the perfect candidate for the job.
**Notes: CUTE. I love stoic Jungkook turning soft for Jimin (it kinda feels like it takes FOREVER in this fic, but that’s all a part of its charm right?). Enemies to friends to lovers so be fair warned of jerk Jungkook. As well as stripper Jimin resulting in a need to watch out for triggers. You’ve been warned. Overall, CUTE.
