Word count: 2295
Warnings: none
Genre: smut

Park Jimin, a rich young guy, with a nice and handsome face live up to be the hottie everyone dreams of. Every girl and guy are head over heels for him even after knowing Jimin's playboy behaviour. After all Jimin's personality is just what people call an irresistible one.

Currently sitting in a party like the spoilt brat he is, Jimin sips on his glass of alcohol as two girls sit clinging to him on either side. His grin flashing at them once in a while as he enjoyed his life. But what seemed to be the biggest distraction was a guy that ran into the party tonight.

All black suit with nothing but a vest underneath giving out his toned body great significance as he walked around giving no one attention in particular. Jimin could see he was a full of himself one. Smirking Jimin eyed how he walked around, his black shades on at this hour coming out to be a weird choice but still great enough for someone interested in fashion.

His hair, a complete raven black hair pulled into a ponytail showcasing his blonde mullet underneath. His jaw line sharp as a knife with a nice view of his neck stretched behind as Jimin watched him gulp down his first glass, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. What a sight was it to him. To Jimin, this person was a sight he wanted only to himself, for the night. He could see how women tried their shots on him but he would just ignore them as if he were blind.

Chuckling, Jimin gulped down another glass until he found the other turn around to lock eyes with him, his shades pulled down for now. No presentation of excitement or any other emotion. But that was something others may say about his countenance. Jimin knew that expressionless face well enough. That face hid a smirk within its curtain, and Jimin could easily point it out even if this whole place with numerous flickering colourful lights was lacking all these shining gems.

Rolling his eyes, before turning off to a girl Jimin laughed at how she talked nonsense after she was all wasted in her own glass while the other was still on for more. Jimin fidgeted around to loosen their leech like grip on him as he got up, his glass in his hand, a smirk playing on his lips. Walking towards the guy, Jimin leaned on the bar, as he gulped the glass and slammed the empty glass on the counter gaining the blonde mullet guy's attention.

The guy just gave him a look, almost interested, almost uninterested, before going back to his crystal glass of alcohol. "Hey, You waiting for someone special here?" Jimin speaks gaining the guy's attention again, as he turns around, his eyes finally showing he was attentive to Jimin's words. A smirk, spreading its way on his red shiny from alcohol, lips, he looked in Jimin's eye. "Well, looks like you're good at reading my mind, huh?" His voice came out to be husky but a slight high pitched just like Jimin.

Leaning in closer, Jimin made his hand's way to the other's before whispering in his ear. "I'm good at alot of things, you know?" Smirking wider, with his eyes getting a little hazy with the other's sexy voice, the man pulled Jimin along whispering in his ear softly. "Looks like I found the special one I was waiting for~" Feeling like he won another one, Jimin smirked making his way along with the other out of the crowd to the toilets.

As soon as the door to the place was opened, it was slammed shut as fast as well, before Jimin found himself slammed against the wall his wrists held on either side of his head with force as they kissed aggressively, mind full of lust. Jimin moaned as soon as he felt the other's lips on his neck trailing wet kisses and hickies everywhere, his body heating up. Jimin shut his eyes close in pleasure feeling his body heat up more under his black shirt.

Jimin could feel the other rubbing his body on his own as he kissed him back, moaning out for more, his lower region feeling restricted. Jimin felt the grip on his wrists going loose as the hands on his wrists now went to his waist, grinding on him, Jimin holding the other's shoulders tightly as he threw his head back in pleasure only for it to be attacked by the other's lips. Jimin felt like he could pass out from how much pleasure he was feeling all at once. He could swear he never felt so good before until everything stopped only for a whisper to sound in his ears.

"You'll regret it afterwards. I'm giving you time to think till next time. See ya special one~"

And just until, Jimin could register the words in his mind, the man was gone, the only trace of him being around here right now was the red marks on Jimin's neck and the tightness in his leather pants. Though Jimin wasn't happy with what the guy did, something in him made him anticipate him more after this. He just wishes they meet again soon.

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Jimin has been going to the same club for two weeks now, with no trace of the guy. Being the rich lad he was, he had asked people to look for him but to no avail. There were the least chance of finding him, after Jimin neither knew the guy's name nor anything else. Currently, Jimin was just ready to leave the club after having a small session with a guy whose name he faintly remembers to be "Tae" or something.

While on his way out of the club Jimin's eyes caught sign of someone. Someone with a blonde mullet in particular. A guy with him, seemingly someone close. Jimin was feeling slightly jealous about the guy having his arm around the blonde mullet guy's neck. He must say the other guy was handsome too though. He had burgundy hair with a nice undercut. His muscles were on full view and showed how much he exercised. A dimple smile as he laughed and cat like features. Interesting, but his eye wasn't on him in any way. He liked the mullet guy and he was finally going to have him tonight.

Walking towards them, Jimin found the other's voice deeper than the mullet guy as he could hear them talking about something. They both were probably going to the club right now until Jimin caught up with them, his finger tapping on his eye catcher's shoulder. "Hey special one? We meet again, finally." Smirking as he found the other turning around to look at him, Jimin raised his eyebrows.

Just how can this guy look so hot and sexy. This time the guy had a white plain t-shirt, a leather jacket thrown on his shoulder, and a pair of ripped black leather pants. He could see how well the leather pants squeezed his thighs while his eyes held a little eyeshadow giving it a slight smoky effect.

A playful expression immediately came on the mullet guy's face as he titled his head slightly exposing his neck making Jimin want to attack it right there without caring about the company with him. "I guess we did, Mr.Park . So....I guess you must have made your choice by now?" He asked in a soft voice biting his lip slightly as Jimin seemed to groan a little internally until he grabbed the other's wrist. "Of course I did, and we're leaving now." Jimin pulled the guy with him as the one who was accompanying him didn't seem to mind actually. Little did Jimin know that he knew everything that happened with them a week ago.

Getting in his car and pulling the other along, Jimin pulled the other into a heated kiss immediately, asking the driver to just take them to his apartment. The driver didn't seem to be uncomfortable in any sense as he just nodded knowing this was a usual thing Jimin did. The kiss they shared was full of hunger for each other as the car got filled with sounds of them groaning and moaning within their messy kissing session. By now, none of them cared if their faces were dirty with spit as they continued to devour each other's juicy lips.

Pulling away, panting hard, Jimin took a deep breath only to find the other a little better than him. "So.....someone's already panting for breath, huh?" The guy mocks with a smirk before he extends his hand with a smile. "Wooyoung, Jung Wooyoung. Since you made the choice already, I guess you have a right to know my name." Smirking Wooyoung sees as Jimin though mocked a while ago still shakes his hand, before he hears him speak.

"That's a nice name, though I bet our names won't be as important after we're done unless there is something that makes our minds change." Jimin says as he leans in to kiss the other again pulling him closer. "Let's just see then~" Wooyoung smirks in the kiss making Jimin a little more excited. Maybe Wooyoung was right, he thinks he's going to have Wooyoung for a little longer with this.

Reaching Jimin's apartment, they both got out of the car and Jimin leads their way to his bedroom until the door to Jimin's bedroom slams shut. Both of them finding their bodies getting in contact, their lips falling on each other's in hard and aggressive kisses. Their bodies moving on their own until they both were on the bed, Wooyoung's leather jacket already on the floor, while he straddled the other's waist.

Hands roaming around only to make each other's bodies heat up, Wooyoung and Jimin continued making out, their shirts soon finding their way on the floor with their pants as well. The only piece of clothing left on their bodies was their boxers. Threading his fingers through Jimin's orange locks, Wooyoung shut his eyes, his neck arching backwards in pleasure only ending up providing Jimin more access to continue his art work on his neck.

Wooyoung was probably done being dominated as he flipped them around, and even before Jimin could react, Wooyoung was blessed with high pitched moans from Jimin's mouth as he grinded on him. Continuing his actions, Wooyoung leans down to kiss and suck on the other's skin as he trailed wet kisses down to his chest, Jimin moaning louder and louder by the minute.

As Wooyoung continues trailing kisses lower and lower, Jimin finds him tugging at his boxers until he shivers from the cold air hitting his area, Wooyoung smirking and slowly lowering his hand to hold his member in his hand softly stroking it, finding himself loving how the other submitted to his touch, as Jimin's eyes closed shut and he held the bedsheets tighter in his hands.

"Ahhh~ W-Woo~" Voice cracking from pleasure, as Wooyoung continued only to go faster with his hand now, Jimin found himself getting close until Wooyoung stops. "Aghhh! Why did you stop?!" Jimin groaned in frustration of Wooyoung stopping, as Wooyoung just smirked until he leaned down to take him in his mouth as Jimin found himself groaning in his sitting position loudly. "Ahhh! F-Fuck!" Wooyoung continued his work as he hummed around Jimin's member, Jimin's hands in his head pulling on his hair.

"I-I'm ahhh-fuck!" Jimin screamed as he released in the other's mouth some of it leaking out through the corner of his lips only for Wooyoung to smirk and kiss Jimin, making him taste himself. "We're not finished yet, baby boy." Jimin smirked holding his hair and giving them a slight pull,making Wooyoung moan, his eyes rolling back in his sockets as Jimin started marking his exposed neck. And let's just say this was the start of their long night.

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Warm sunlight creeping through the closed glass window landed onto the figure lying on the wrinkled bedsheets, his eyes shut close in a deep sleep that was about to break. His hair all disheveled, his body drapped with a white blanket preventing him from feeling cold. His face looked peaceful after the too tiring but pleasuring night events he had. "Ummmm" Groaning sleepily in a small voice, the orange haired man opened his eyes, slowly rolling from his stomach to his back only to realize the company beside him last night was gone.

"Did he leave already?" Jimin sleepily mumbled to himself before sitting up scratching his head while looking around for his clothes until he realised something was wrong. Immediately scrambling out of bed, Jimin got his boxers on before running to his closet that was opened. Eyes wide, Jimin saw the whole area scattered with clothes here and there, his eyes wanting to pop out of his sockets.

Running out of the closet Jimin got out of his room and looked around only to find half of the things from the apartment either scattered, or gone. Just what the hell was the meaning of this?! Realising, he had been robbed, Jimin ran back to his room, for his phone, realising it must be in his pant's pocket. Finding the lower wear in the corner of the room, Jimin scrambled to find his phone in the pocket, only to realise it gone as well until he felt a paper come in contact with his hand.

Taking it out and opening the paper properly to read the note, it said:

"You said you won't regret anything, Mr.Park Jimin. I guess remembering my name won't be as helpful either anymore."

As for Jimin, after reading the note,he regretted things the most, sitting dumbfounded on the room floor.

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Okay, forgive I know it's bad. It's my first time writing even this much of smut so please don't come after me cs Ik you all must have hated it too much.