warning: tiny smut

Jimin had stared into your eyes, then his gaze dropped to your lips and he had looked at you with such an immense longing in his eyes, as if he was a child looking at candy he could never get.

"S-sorry I-" he had looked away, clearing his throat.

"It's fine" you had replied and gotten up, leaving for kitchen right away.

But that was just a single encounter. With both his hands hurt, you had to do a lot of things for him. Even some intimate stuff.

And that made you realise a few things about Jimin. He was dangerously attractive and charismatic but also very clingy. Like, very clingy. He wanted your attention at all times. But pretended like he didn't care at all. He was grumpy at times, needing alcohol but because of how it made him treat you, he was resisting it and going into withdrawal.

Weeks passed and his hands healed. In all that time you got to know that he wasn't as bad as you had thought of him. You got to know him on a deeper level and got closer. One time he actually laughed at something you said.

But the strangest thing actually happened that night when you were on the couch with him, he was listening to the news while you were scrolling down your phone. Like usual, you were wearing a huge white button up shirt and shorts.

"The popular WWE star Jeon Jungkook's mother announced in an exclusive interview with our channel that her son is in a happy relationship with former heir of Terrain Enterprises and they will be getting engaged soon"

You looked up and saw a picture of That guy holding onto Jungkook's shirt and smiling brightly.

"Jungkook is getting married?" Jimin exclaimed with a surprise and then started flipping through the channels again. You shifted in the couch miserably and then lashed at him.

"Either make up your mind about what you wanna watch or shut the damn tv off!"

"What's your problem?" he asked.

"You're my problem!" you got off the couch and headed towards the room.

"Hey y/n!" he followed you. "what's with your sudden mood swings?"

"Go away!" you pushed him.

"I know something is bothering you, tell me, what is it?" He held your wrists.

"Let go!" You struggled and went back a few steps, your legs hit the bed and you fell back, with Jimin on your top.

He looked into your eyes, then at your lips just like before. You could see the need and the desire all in there but also... helplessness.

There was a nerve wrecking silence for a few moments in which both of you just stared at each other.

He was about to get up when you held his collar and shook your head.

Jungkook is happy without me

He is with that guy who hit me

I don't mean anything to him so why am I still shutting others out for him?

You raised your head and slowly pecked Jimin's lips.

It was that one moment where you two stared at each other. Just analysing each other, asking questions through your eyes, wanting the other to surrender somehow, weighing your sudden surge of desire against your ego. Just like that...

He looked at you in so much confusion, with his lips parted.

"y/n?" he asked.

"Fuck me, husband" you said.

"Fuck..." he almost gasped as he scanned your fragile figure, with your disheveled hair, swollen lips and bare thighs. He couldn't believe you wanted him.

"Tell me if you don't want this" he said hurriedly as he started unbuttoning his shirt, still straddling you as if you were a butterfly that would escape if he let go for even a moment. Your head dropped backwards as you sighed in surrender, letting him know that you wanted it too, enough to let him take you.

"Take off, everything. Everything. Fast..." he said in an urgent voice as flung his shirt away and started with his jeans. You got rid of your shirt and shorts before he could get back to you, while staring at his oh-so-perfect body, ready to become one with yours.

"Fuck," he said as he came back to you and pinned your wrists above your head. He started kissing your neck, leaving moist patches that felt so sensitive to the cold December air.

He took your lips in a heated kiss, engulfing them completely. His tongue delved inside and he caressed yours insistingly, exploring everything. His hands roamed all over your body, touching, feeling, caressing you.

"Fuck. Fuck" he kept saying as his hand found its way between your legs and you moaned in pleasure. He fastened his movements while watching your face, your eyes closed and lips parted. He was lost, the fact that he could give you all that pleasure made him ecstatic and he couldn't take his eyes off you.

He took his time to arouse you and when you both couldn't resist anymore he finally claimed you in the most intimate way possible. That's when you cried out his name.

Jimin's.

There was no one else in your head when Jimin took you higher and higher with him until you both reached heaven.

**

When you woke up, for a strange reason you felt so complete and so content you couldn't even believe you were the same person about a month before. The glow on your face was unreal too and that little smile you had seemed strange to you as well. You felt so beautiful, so content, so happy. Until...

Until an ache started forming in your heart again.

Jungkook...

You missed him again.

You missed how he loved you.

You wondered how it would've felt if it was Jungkook.

Trying to shut him out of your head and ignore the soreness you felt, you got out of your bed and walked wobbling towards the kitchen. There you saw a shirtless Jimin with a spatula held like a sword, trying to fight the splattering egg in the frying pan.

"Jimin??" you asked, trying not to look down.

"I was hungry so I thought I should make myself some breakfast. And for you as well..."

"You're burning us a breakfast?"

He looked at you, scanning you from head to toe and licked his lips. You tried your best not to blush but failed.

"Let me do it" you frowned.

"But you can barely walk! I mean I don't blame you..." he added with a perverted smile.

"It's not that bad" you rolled your eyes and started walking towards him but your legs gave way and you would've fallen down but he caught you just in time. He looked into your eyes and flashbacks from the night before came to you. Your heart started beating uncontrollably and you almost choked on your own saliva as you averted your eyes.

He helped you up and told you to go rest, which literally translated to "let's starve". You told him you weren't going to let that happen and grabbed the spatula.

You were about to flip the egg when you felt his strong arms around your waist, holding you tightly against his chest. You looked back but he was avoiding your eyes, as he cleared his throat. You were a confused mess because you loved his touch so much, his strong and warm chest against your back. You just smiled at how awkward and silly he was being and resumed your work while he held you tightly all through it just like that.

When the breakfast was ready and set, you turned around and beamed at him.

"It's done"

"Too bad it's you I'm hungry for" he said and he took your lips in a passionate kiss again, just like last night. You dropped the spatula and wrapped your hands around his neck. You jumped a bit and he held your hips as you straddled his waist.

And there started a non ending saga of love making like you had never experienced before. You craved him all the time and he was just the same. On the bed , on the bedroom floor, against every wall, on the kitchen counter, in the shower, you were literally demonstrating the Kama sutra. Even when both of you were tired, you would lay down lazily and touch each other, gently caressing or kissing.

The skin-ship was unreal.

Only when your family or his were visiting, or you were visiting them did you guys give each other some break. No guarantees though, sometimes at your or his parents', you would sneak into the washroom or empty rooms together and did the dirty.

You had that connection, you liked it- no, loved it all. How his family dotted on you, how your family cared for him and was proud of you, everything was perfect but it wasn't...

It wasn't what you wanted.

You wanted... him.

Jungkook.

You couldn't forget about him, maybe because you never got a closure... Or because he was the first man you'd loved... Letting go of first love is so much harder that it's believed to be. And it's believed to be really hard.

Trying to get him out of your head, you were walking towards the kitchen when you heard Jimin's voice.

"Come here," he patted his thigh suggestively as he manspreaded on the couch.

"I've to do the dishes" you rolled your eyes and entered the kitchen. You soaked the sponge and started wiping the plates.

"How about I do you first and then we'll do the dishes together?" you felt his lips on your neck and his hands around your waist just the next moment.

"Jimin, I'm not in the mood right now"

"Y/n, listen to me" he said in a grave tone as he turned you around to face him "I want this to work out, I want us to be happy. You know I am trying. You know I'm trying so hard and at this point I'm the happiest man on earth but I don't know if you feel the same too, and that bothers me. A lot"

"I'm okay..."

"Okay is not the same as happy"

"I can't force myself, you know that. I like all of this. But, there are things you don't understand..."

"I don't want to judge you for it, or question you, but I do wonder... why would you suppress yourself so much, when you have the potential to be the most amazing woman out there. Don't get me wrong, I know you don't like being called a woman or a girl but for me 'woman' translates into someone who's beautiful and strong, compassionate and competent. Like my mother... And when I see you, it's all in there. You're so beautiful it takes my breath away, you're fierce but so kind. You're just... everything I have ever wanted and so much more..."

In Jimin's mind, he felt like you were in love with him too. After all, the life he had known naturally led him to conclude that two married people were supposed to love each other no matter what, and they were supposed to stay loyal to each other. That there could be no third person. He thought their problems came from just with in, like his father's attitude was the only problem in his parents relationship. And since he was so madly in love with you, and making all the compromises he could, he never imagined there could be something else that could shatter his happiness.

Or let's say, someone.

A/N:

My sexy peanuts who read "sins so sweet" know I was really stressed and I couldnt update a lot

So my parents took me on a trip for my birthday, I didn't take any devices with me and it was all fresh air, fresh food, clear skies and pure kinda shit. I loved it so much and I recommend it to everyone who's stressed or depressed because it really helps a lot🥲

Tysm @dairybangtan for this beautiful cover 😍😍😍

Thank you @snakeuujam for this pretty one 🥰😍

And also to @iateallthekookies for this pretty cover 😍😍🥰

AND @goldenhearteu for these gorgeous beauties 😍😍😍

I can't wait to put all of these amazing covers up😍😍🤩🤩